The National Anathema
By Billy Roper
Just a few days ago, on September 13th, we marked the anniversary of the date attributed to Francis Scott Key’s writing of The Star Spangled Banner. Unlike today’s millennials who don’t know anything if it wasn’t on Youtube or their Xbox, as kids most of us learned at least part of the song’s story. In 1814, the young United States found ourselves at war with Great Britain again, for the second time in a single generation. The world’s strongest superpower had raided the capitol and burned the White House. On their way to attack Baltimore, they arrested an elderly preacher to keep him from alerting the locals to their plans. Key, a prominent attorney, was persuaded by the townsfolk to accompany an American colonel to the British flagship under a flag of truce, to lobby for a prisoner exchange. Once there, they were held under armed escort during the subsequent 25 hour shelling of Fort McHenry by nineteen British warships. That next morning, Francis wrote the song which entitled, mullato millionaire football players refuse to stand up for, today. But, that isn’t the whole story.
When I was a young Boy Scout, I was taught that you’re supposed to stand at attention for the Star Spangled Banner, facing the presented flag, left hand at your side, right hand over your heart, and you’d better have your cap off, too. Later, when I played football, we were allowed to hold our helmets under our left arms, but otherwise, the requirements were the same. Just like Colin Kaepernick, I was fortunate enough to have been raised by a stable, comfortable White family, but proper form never included kneeling or sitting or giving a raised-fist “black power” salute. Neither was the hypocrisy of claiming a first amendment right to freedom of speech in order to defend not standing for the national anthem, while being butthurt when the fans express theirs by booing you. Maybe I missed something. Or maybe the 49ers quarterback did. The U.S. Flag Code, passed in 1942, states that all civilians present during the playing of the anthem while the U.S. flag is displayed “should stand at attention facing the flag with the right hand over the heart.” That’s actually a Federal law. If the flag isn’t present, you’re supposed to ACT LIKE it is.
John Philip Sousa and his marching band popularized a faster, jauntier version of the standard we’re now used to, but it wasn’t until 1931 that the lyrics beginning with “Oh, say can you see…” became our official national anthem. Before then, many had objected to the fact that the tune was inspired by an older British jingle called To Anacreon in Heaven. Anti-Whites have long despised the song, primarily because it represents a White history in which they are merely an obscure historical footnote. The British, you see, promised freedom to American slaves who rebelled against their masters and joined the British side in the War of 1812. They attempted to provoke uprisings, encouraging the murder of White slaveowners and their families. Our national anthem responds to that, directly, in the rarely sung third verse, which states “No refuge could save the hireling and slave; From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave …”. Yeah. Let Obama stand and hold his crotch for that stanza.
Equally controversial, given today’s political climate, is the fact that Key based much of the song on a poem he’d written nine years earlier, in celebration of the American victory over the Barbary pirates, North African Muslims who had kidnapped American sailors and civilians and forced them into slavery. Many forget that just as many White Europeans were taken as slaves by African Muslims as the number of Africans who were brought to the New World. The difference being, most of the White slaves didn’t survive to play professional football, or anything else. So, America’s first foreign war was against Muslims. It’s where that line of the Marine Corps song comes from, about “the shores of Tripoli”. As a recently converted Muslim, himself, Kaepernick wouldn’t like that, if he knew it, either. Shhh, nobody tell him. I doubt he reads my articles, or very much else except for the instructions on the back of his Afro Sheen.
In the midst of this new national anthem controversy, other issues have arisen. Among them are arguments that the song itself should be replaced. An early contender was Hail, Columbia. Some prefer America, the Beautiful, because it’s easier for untrained singers such as myself to bang out. The version sung in the movie ‘Red Dawn’ is my favorite. A few have vocally suggested that a better substitute might be This Land Is Our Land. Now, the song that immediately pops into our minds when we hear that last phrase, the song we also probably all learned as children, was written by a leftist, but that doesn’t matter. The words themselves are what matters. “This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York islands…this land was made for you and me.”
Made! Who makes things? A Creator. That same Creator whom our Founding Fathers recognized had endowed us with certain inalienable rights, made America, for His people, for the White European race, we White Israelites. Just like our Constitution, and freedom, charity, and generous, loving altruism itself, when that song is applied to White people, it works wonderfully. It’s when it is applied to the beasts of the field and every featherless biped that it falls down. You know, I remember when I was a young boy, we would make up our own lyrics for songs, to be funny. Most of you have probably done that at some time or another, too. And, we made up our own lyrics for that song, when I was seven or eight years old. I can’t remember all of the words, but I do remember singing:
“This land is my land, it isn’t your land, I’ve got a shotgun, and you don’t got one, so if you don’t get off, I’ll blow your head off, this land was made for me, not you”.
Of course, noone at that early age could have ever predicted that I would someday grow up to be a political radical. I was so sweet and innocent. But that robust sentiment is an Aryan attitude. The attitude of a young conqueror.
Samuel Adams’ famous quote states that it is the tireless minority starting brushfires in peoples’ minds which creates change. And, we have really taken that to heart. Too much so. You know, one of things which sickens me about our current society is that the therapeutic mindset of Jewish psychotherapy has so permeated our culture that the cult of victimhood has become dominant. Everyone wants to be a survivor of something. Everyone wants to be emotionally traumatized. People compete over who has suffered the most. I think this is a really Jewish attitude. The Jews say to whomever will listen “Nobody has suffered like we’ve suffered. Oy, Vey, and for no reason!”. That’s a Jewish attitude.
Whites do not wallow in self-pity and angst and grief. A White attitude is rugged self-reliance. A White attitude is stoic determination. We don’t need therapy. We just need more lands to conquer. This difference is what separates Woody Allen from John Wayne. The difference is between a people who weasel and lie and scheme and connive to live as parasites while they undermine the culture which shelters them, and those who are civilization bearers, who cross oceans and conquer wildernesses without complaint. You hear many people in the White Nationalist movement bragging about how outnumbered we are. They act like it’s so very noble to be the underdog, and so heroic to stand against overwhelming odds. Let me tell you: I feel that’s something of a violation of the first commandment. Because if you believe that we are doing right, and you believe in God, then you must know that we cannot fail, because God cannot fail, and His cause cannot fail, it will triumph. If you doubt that we will win, then you are doubting God.
Please remember the courage of the Founding Fathers of the United States, men like Samuel Adams and Patrick Henry and Thomas Jefferson, who stood up against the world’s greatest superpower at that time. They rebelled against their own government. They were domestic terrorists. They were not overwhelmed by their fear, or by the might of their enemy. They didn’t say “Oh, Great Britain is too strong, their army, and their navy, it’s so huge, and we can’t win”. They fought with valor and they trusted in God to deliver the victory unto them.
Remember David. I always, in my mind, picture David as being kind of nerdy, kind of a small guy, in stature. He didn’t let the size and strength of Goliath keep him from walking up to him, and telling him what he was going to do to him, and then, trusting in God, doing it. For with God, all things are possible. If you think of our enemies as being all powerful, and that the federal government or the United Nations or Obama or Hillary or the Jews or whomever are just too strong to stand up to, then you are holding them higher than almighty God, and I think that’s a sin. That’s a lack of faith.
I’m not saying that we’re going to gain control over this government. What cannot fly, should fall. We won’t retake the nation, overnight. We’re going to get our piece of it, as others get theirs, and wait for them to fail. I’m not saying that we ever should dilute our message to reach anyone. I’m not saying that we should ever try to be mainstream just to gain more members or followers. But we should expect victory, rather than martyrdom. We should expect this land, this whole land, to be our land, from one ocean to another, as the song says. If not initially, then at least, inevitably. America will balkanize first, then time will show that the others can’t feed themselves. I know that according to current demographic projections, within our lifetimes Whites will become a minority in the United States, but I don’t want to wallow in minority status and beg for minority rights alongside every other group, and feel victimized if I don’t get the same affirmative action benefits. I don’t want to take pride in being a minority, I want to make all the other people a minority. I don’t want to be a victim, I want to be a victor. I don’t want to get counseling, I want to be a conqueror. That’s who we are. We need to remember that. What our enemies fear most is us remembering it, and acting like conquerors once again.
Diversity is not our strength. Neither is being outnumbered and outgunned. So, instead of deciding to be elitists, and a bit self-righteous and pompous and exclusionary, we should reach out to our people. We should serve as an example they can relate to, that they can identify with, and they can follow. Our choice is to either sit in a corner by ourselves and be “right” and ideologically pure while the battle for the hearts and minds of our people rages all around us, or to stand up, step forward, and join the fray.
How do we fight this battle, then? Savitri Devi wrote that different leadership personalities have different mixtures of “lightning and sun”. Lightning is the fury and anger and strength of righteous rage, flashing and lashing out at our enemies, and all too often, at our friends, too. The Sun is the warmth, the nurturing, the good-natured cheerfulness of our ancestors who laughed in joy as they strode into battle. I propose that when we are dealing with our own people, whether they know that they are our people or not, we endeavor to be less lightning, and more sun. That is how we can help our people, and our cause, grow. Instead of focusing on anti-White hate crimes so much, and expanding the cult of victimhood, let’s focus on our victories. No successful propaganda effort in the history of warfare or revolution has ever won by trumpeting and concentrating on the strengths and triumphs of their enemies, while bemoaning how weak and powerless they were. Think about that. It’s very basic, Dale Carnegie 101.”How To Make Pogroms and Immolate People”. I’m kidding, of course. Really. That’s another book. I haven’t published it, yet. Look for it on Amazon.
What kind of image are we projecting? Are we projecting an image of winners, of conquerors who are destined to triumph? Or, are we projecting an image of losers, of victims, who are headed for extinction? Which image do you think is more likely to gain followers? We all know the answer to that. People are attracted to strength. They are emboldened by it. They are encouraged by it. They are inspired to join with it and devote themselves to it. Nobody wants to attach themselves to losers. They want to join a bandwagon, and grab onto the coattails of a winning team. So, are we winners? Are we conquerors? Are we the children of almighty God, and fighting on the side destined to win? I believe that we are. The time has come for us to act like it. Our enemies are on the wrong side, in rebellion against God’s design. They are destined to lose. Let them be what they are. Losers. Know them to be losers. Let’s be what we are. Winners. Know that we are winners. We’re going to win. Let’s start now to show it.
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