Allow me to apologize up front for the decidedly preachy nature of today’s post. Then again, if one is to preach, Sunday does seem the optimal time.
It is concerning an issue that frankly I’m flabbergasted is still being debated but I’ve always been blessed to be surrounded my relatively enlightened individuals. Or at least those capable of grade school reading levels and basic reasoning skills.
I’m referring to the lovely entity that is the supposed “white power” movement. It should be noted that physically I’m really the poster-boy for such a thing. Blond hair, blue eyes, tall, chiseled frame. Ok maybe not the last one… Anyway, point being, there is absolutely nothing important or special about me because of those features. I find myself endlessly confused by what we’re supposed to be so proud of anyway? Like YEAH, we caused the most misery World-wide, enslaved the most people, annihilated the most cultures… Go team? I mean that’s just one race-traitor’s opinion but I’ve thought on it with some intensity.
As I’ve likely mentioned before I’m not really a big fan of any culture or race, my own especially included. I’ve glimpsed far too much of the filthy underside of that particular up-turned rock to ever reclaim any hint of innocence. That said, when I do venture out into the masses I am scrupulously kind to everyone. If I can add one micro-watt (that’s a thing) of illumination to the darkness I will and graciously so.
It’s once again one of life’s ubiquitous paradoxes, I mostly dislike people but if I saw one in danger I would immediately go to their aid. I think like all of the most cynical, I am still a romantic (broken or otherwise) at heart. Such is the way of things.:)
“Confederates”, May 25, 2018
Anyone desirous of white pride
Please just skulk away and hide
Go celebrate your culture sure
But quit pretending you’re so pure
If anything from what I’ve learned
We are those who from noble turned
Decimating full continents
Slaughtering the inhabitants
Evil comes from every race
Endless colors, the same face
We Caucasians are however
Holding moral high ground never.
There sure is a of a lot of evil shit done in the name of nobility, the search for truth or because of love.
That’s all I’ve got. I need to begin barricading my homestead against the likely coming assault from our friends among the alt-right (see: neo-nazi, not a term I throw around haphazardly either) who are likely now planning some sort of panzer attack. At least given the recent Victoria Day celebrations perhaps I can pretend it’s fireworks.
Last thought, we all know “white flour” (said it in a Southern style accent) is mostly void of any nutrition anyway.
One Love.
-Alexander Johnathan Blaikie, First of His Name, Esquire.
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