By Billy Roper


Johnny Fontaine: “…Oh, Godfather, I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.

[Don Corleone stands up and shakes Johnny.]

Don Corleone: [shouting] YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN!!!!

[Don Corleone slaps Johnny.]


Eight years of an Obama presidency did not heal America’s racial divide. Many well-meaning liberal Whites voted for him, once or twice, not just for the novelty of electing our first (half) black to the oval office, but because they fervently hoped that doing so would placate the continually more grabby and entitled lower primate dindus by ‘proving’ just how non-racist we all were, collectively. Well, it didn’t work. Like the greedy pushers given an inch and demanding a mile which they are, obsolete farm machinery are now more uppity than ever. America is more deeply divided, racially, than we have been in living memory. All of the affirmative action hiring programs, minority set-asides for college admissions, and specific classes and even universities, magazines and tv channels, congressional caucuses, and racially specific organizations aren’t enough for them. Decades of racial integration enforced at bayonet point and indoctrinated into kids in government-run brainwashing mills haven’t succeeded in providing them with a Marxist equality of outcome. So, now they want segregated college dorms, classes, even communities, again, and more, their own black homeland, in the southeastern U.S.. They are undertaking an organized effort to move there, en masse, and take over the local, county, and state governments, just as Hispanics are doing in the southwestern U.S.. That’s them doing it, not because evil racist White supremacists want them to, but because they want to.

When I was a young man in College Republicans as an undergrad, I worked as a volunteer for totally cucked flagellant Mike Huckabee, on his failed 1992 U.S. Senate campaign. If you want to know what the atmosphere was like in his campaign headquarters as the results trickled in from far-flung precincts, watch the bunker scene from ‘Downfall”. A quarter century later, some folks still haven’t accepted the fact that we’re not going to be able to vote our way out of this mess. The house always wins.

For all of our lives, the news and entertainment media has been controlled by a very motivated anti-White tribal minority determined to diversify our nation. They’ve skewed elections through what they cover, how they cover it, and what they don’t cover. When they can’t use mass hysteria and virtue signaling suggestion to push a particular candidate and issue just like a marketing firm pushes a product, they simply buy candidates, through very straight-forward campaign contributions, and more subtle bribes. They destroy through scandal and approbation those whom they cannot buy.

I’m not black-pilled. I’m not discouraged. Why? Because this is a GOOD thing. Follow me, here.

They’ve always miscalculated, over and over again, and as Shakespeare wrote, been “hoisted on their own petard”. Our enemies aren’t omnipotent or omniscient. They are a divided coalition of nonWhites, sexual deviants, and weak-minded altruists spear-headed by homogeneity-destroying Jews who know that they’re much less likely to be pointed out as the ‘other’ and pogromed yet once again in a multiracial society. But their efforts to undermine tradition and support the counterculture for camouflage have ALWAYS created a backlash against them, eventually. They get too cocky, their hubris turns to chutzpah as their contempt for the goyim grows, and sooner or later they just don’t care to stay hidden any longer. They make mistakes. Instead of using shabbos goy frontmen, they have their own serve as Chairmen of the Federal Reserve Bank for four decades, continuously. They get caught coaching “focus group” participants of supposedly undecided voters after a debate. Their conspiratorial e-mails get hacked and leaked. Internecine warfare breaks out between them. Sooner or later, they put parentheses around their own names, for us. How very helpful of them.

And that is a good thing for us, because over the last few Presidential elections, more and more White Americans have come to understand something crucial, something that is our responsibility to teach and reinforce. This is what we should do, now. This is the meme we should advance: the system is irreparably broken. The government is irredeemably corrupted. Just as our Founding Fathers discovered hesitantly and begrudgingly, but came to accept around 1770, we can no longer petition the government for a redress of grievances. There is no further solution available through the ballot box.

It’s not just that the electoral college, a bulwark built against mob rule, is specifically designed to circumvent the will of the majority of the voters. It’s not just that, from the Founding Fathers’ original intent, stated very forthrightly in the Naturalization Act of 1790, and doubled down on again five years later, in 1795, that only Whites could be citizens of the United States, it’s now been cheapened. That’s right, U.S. citizenship has been cheapened to the point where any pregnant featherless biped that can waddle across the border and squat and poop out a mongrel maggot has automatically created a U.S. citizen, an anchor baby which will grow up to make its entire family “legal”. Amnesty, in wave after wave, “common sense paths to citizenship”, have made it so that it isn’t even necessary for a hamster to be born in an aquarium in order for it to be officially declared a goldfish. Something that has been so cheapened, and so easily obtained, loses its value, as the Romans discovered in terms of their own rules of citizenship towards the end of their empire, too. It takes nothing but an accident of geography to be an American, so it means nothing much to be an American.

We have two possible futures left in America. One path leads to Yugoslavia, and the other, to Rhodesia. I would ask, challengingly, ‘which one will it to be?’. Perhaps that would motivate you to embrace the coming breakup of America. But you know what? I’m not even going to bother. There’s nothing for you or I to choose. Nothing that I, or all of us together, could do, right now, would speed up the inevitable balkanization process by very much, any more than dipping our oars into the cold Atlantic seawater and paddling towards the iceberg would have caused the “too big to sink” Titanic to go down any faster.

Thomas Paine, one of the rabble-rousers most responsible for accomplishing what Samuel Adams said was the paramount task of a tireless minority necessary to win a revolution, i.e., “continuously igniting small brushfires in people’s minds”, once famously said to a fellow reluctant rebel who claimed to want peace that “if we must have war, we should have it in our own time, so that our children may have peace in theirs”. Even up to the Continental Congress’s initial meetings, many colonists desperately sought some kind of reapprochement with the King or with parliament. Eventually, grimly, most of them were forced to the hard conclusion that separation was necessary. Some, unable to bear the thought of disloyalty against their government, became Tories, or Loyalists, and fought for the King. Eventually, losing, these patriots, if patriotism is defined by loyalty to one’s government, fled north, and became Canada.

Likewise, even the staunchest southerners promoting States Rights in the middle decade of the nineteenth century had no idea that the disagreement would culminate in another bloody civil war, this one leaving over 620,000 dead. It was a break which few on either side sought, driven by events and differences larger than any single man could bear the responsibility for, or potentially have prevented.

Only three percent of American colonists actually wanted revolution against their government when war broke out in 1775. The attempt to enforce gun control on the civilian population at Lexington shifted that. Similarly, only a small percentage of Whites, and a small percentage of blacks, and a small percentage of Hispanics, currently want complete racial separation from one another. Some Whites wish to expand their ‘Pioneer Little Europe’ concept beyond the community level, to encompass the entire Midwest, West, and Upper South to which White flight is ebbing from the southeastern and southwestern corners of a nation being overrun by nonWhites. Some Hispanics want to carry the eagle and snake flag in a reconquista of Aztlan from California to Texas, and are doing a pretty darn good job of displacing the Anglo population there. Some blacks, wanting to have control over their own destiny as a people and to be finally free of what they see as systematic and institutionalized racism, want five states in the deep south for their own ethnostate. Some crisis, natural or man-made, may tip the balance and the percentages on one of those sides or another, too.

And, really, would that be so bad? Is it not smugly condescending and paternalistic to not give African-Americans enough credit to believe they could manage their own society and government capably? Looking back at the history of slavery and Jim Crow laws and the perceived or real White privilege they are forced to contend with daily in a multiracial society, who can tell them that they don’t deserve the opportunity to regain control over their destiny as a people, once again? Is it not racist to say that Hispanics don’t have the right to their very own culturally dominant region, as well?

For the non-nation, multiracial empire which America has become, and for all of its distinct peoples, worse is better. What does that mean? Multiracial democracy does not work, even though, just like some people still insist that Communism is an ideal utopian system if it were just ran correctly, but human nature keeps messing it up, some idealists continue to be in denial of its failure. Those of us who live in the real world know that racism still exists. If anything, it has become continually more virulent, more open, more obvious over the last decade, than ever before. It, too, is an inherent, instinctive part of human nature. The only way to avoid conflict is separation. The system, the government, the establishment which works against separation, and which forces all of the subject peoples of the multiracial empire to live together, is not anything worthy to be preserved or protected. What is it that “conservatives” are trying to conserve, at this point? Yesterday’s liberal position? That’s about it.

Last summer my dad suffered a major hemorrhagic stroke. I was called to come to the hospital, and broke every speed limit between here and there, but for all intents and purposes, he was already brain dead before I got to the ER. He remained hooked up to a ventilator which breathed for him while we looked at his CT scans and consulted with neurologists. His prognosis was grim. He would never get any better. He would never awaken, or smile, or talk to me again. He would never get out of bed, and go to work, any more. He had just enough brain activity left to breathe on his own once every ten minutes, not enough to sustain life. After a long night of prayer and consultation, I made the decision to pull the ventilator. I chose to let him go, rather than trying to keep him alive like that, like a vegetable. The machines could have intervened and kept him breathing for another day or week or month, but as far as I was concerned, my dad was already gone. I pulled the plug, not because I hated him, but on the contrary, because I loved him. He wouldn’t have wanted to live like that. I loved him enough to let him go. I still don’t regret that decision.

Our Founding Fathers wouldn’t want America to live on like this. It will never again be the country it once was. We lack the will to deport fifteen million illegal immigrants, or defend our borders, or to defend the sanctity of unborn life, or the holy union of marriage. I love my country, but it’s already dead. Because I love it, I don’t want it to suffer a lingering, drawn out decay and death. I prefer a quicker, more humane end for America. I prefer that we pull the plug. It’s an act of love for what our nation used to be, and necessary in order to make room for what is coming, our New America. It is the curse of greatness that we must step over dead bodies to create new life. We must cleanse the soil with fire, or it will never bear fruit. The government in Washington D.C. is not our nation. Congress is not our nation. The President is not our nation. The Supreme Court is not our nation. Our race is our nation. We are not defined by some imaginary, formerly defended line on a map. We aren’t defined by a Constitution which is either ignored or purposefully misinterpreted in order to further enslave us. We are defined by our common blood. That’s all that really matters.

It’s not that I don’t believe in Trump “any more”. I never did get on his jock, like so many serial fanboys did. I don’t believe in multiracial democracy. I don’t believe in America, any more. Not what it has become, irreversibly. Adolf Hitler himself could be running for President in 2020, and win, and he wouldn’t be able to turn things around. The Alt Right is not going to be able to retake control of the culture, or create a viable counter-culture in the mainstream, no matter how many race mixers, former and current homosexuals, and Jews they put out front as spokescritters.

If Hillary had won, “worse would have been better”, and the break would have happened more quickly as she accelerated the process and either created a backlash or was reassured by the lack of substantive backlash into going further and further until she hit that same wall King George found the hard way. Since Trump won, it’s going to take recognition of his betrayal, and the inefficacy of electoral politics, to awaken our people to the uselessness of trying to vote our way free.

America was born in blood, like all of us, and it will die that way, like the most fortunate of us. You can color that pill any hue you wish, but it’s still something you’re going to have to swallow.