Let’s consider the argument I make at Western Destiny. Let’s assume it is true, and that many Whites are searching for something they cannot find in their degenerate, exhausted culture, religion, or society. The System is failing them. Can they find salvation in the “movement?” No, they cannot. Those who turn to the pitiful, tragicomic cesspool of the “movement” will be disappointed and disgusted; that experience will actually reinforce their despair and disillusionment. Freakish memes, dysfunctional people: the “movement” is a desolate wasteland for any sincere person searching for life’s higher purpose. Rather than showing people a path to the stars, the “movement” shows them the fastest trip into the gutter. Even worse is when Old Movement leaders declare themselves enemies of “movement dysfunction” and then proceed to promote dysfunction and dysfunctional people, expanding the very problem they superficially denounce. If that inconsistency is not a fertile breeding ground for ever more disillusionment and disgust, I don’t know what is. So, sincere folks drift out of the “movement,” sidling over to the GOP (“Rubio-Paul in ’16!”) or they become hedonistic nihilists, “sitting poolside” and working up new ways to hit on disease-ridden sluts in Judaized nightclubs. Or they just go back to their own mundane lives of quiet desperation, embittered that the people allegedly “fighting the System” are actually doing much of the System’s dirty work by behaving like deranged jackasses. So, no, the “movement” is not the solution to the problem outlined at my other blog, it is actually part of the problem. A dysfunctional pseudo-opponent “movement” is an integral part of the System’s “bread and circuses” show – well, at least, the circus part, with clowns unending.
In The Rising Tide of Color, Stoddard wrote:
Islam's warlike vigor has impressed men's minds ever since the far-off days when its pristine fervor bore the Fiery Crescent from France to China. But with the passing cycles this fervor waned, and a century ago Islam seemed plunged in the stupor of senile decay. The life appeared to have gone out of it, leaving naught but the dry husks of empty formalism and soulless ritual. Yet at this darkest hour a voice came crying from out the vast Arabian desert, the cradle of Islam, calling the Faithful to better things. This puritan reformer was the famous Abd-el-Wahab, and his followers, known as Wahabees, soon spread over the length and breadth of the Mohammedan world/ purging Islam of its sloth and rekindling the fervor of - olden days. Thus began the great Mohammedan Revival.
Does some of that sound familiar? Empty formalism? Soulless ritual? Senile decay? That is exactly what has happened to racial nationalism, at least in America: the same empty formulas, the knee-jerk comic book versions of racial history that are all carbon copies of each other, the ethnic fetishism, and the dysfunctional people, all of it. What we need are some reformers like Abd-el-Wahab, we need more voices crying out in our darkest hour to say – enough with the “movement’s madness!” Reform, reform – a thousand times over! And for those who think I am being unjustifiably harsh in my evaluation of the “movement” I once again invoke this image: Revilo Oliver denouncing a half century of “movement” failure, a half century ago!
I unequivocally denounce the current (American) racial nationalist “movement” as an anti-White farce. Manufactured opposition or just sincere stupidity? - it doesn’t matter, as damage is done to the race whether out of malice or out of imbecility.
Crush the infamy!