The "white race" is a historically and culturally illiterate construction. White supremacists do not love their people or culture, because white is not a people or culture. White supremacists love belonging, power, abstract ideas, the thrill of contrarianism, little dark age edits. Anything but their people and culture, anything but the water they swim in. The average white supremacist has the same relationship with the West that I do with China, i.e. one of fandom. They're not white people, they're westaboos. Plenty of varieties, angloboo, romeaboo, scandiboo, even the hit new flavour steppeaboo, but it's all just fandom. Remember Carthage? Deus Vult! Rome! Rome! You had a big empire once, that's cool, are you a Mongolian? What does the Slovakian have in common with the Italian? What does the Yank have in common with the Spaniard? As much as they do with the Chinese man, I'm sure. "It's all downstream from Rome." "It's all downstream from the church." Is it? Cultural exchange and memetic lineage is not enough to make a culture, for a thriving living culture is bred in the crucible of man's struggle and intimacy with his own environment. Despite the meta-institution of Europe's rich intellectual tradition, "White people," had civil wars and created Protestantism and tore each others empires apart, and that resulted in the strange and beautiful kaleidoscope of vibrant cultural souls and desiccated corpses that, left and right, cynical rootless "mutts," (this is how they view themselves, consciously or not), try to lump under the generic blob of whiteness. If white supremacists got the ethnostate they wanted, the Yank vs Southerner civil war over abortion would follow soon after, because culture is real. Whiteness is an idea. Culture is our psyche and body. Whiteness is an identity of convenience. Culture is the fertile ground in which we plant our roots and grow, it is our love and our hate and our soul. Whiteness is a weapon, a tool of convenience, a way to masturbate to the mere idea of a people, while ignoring the reality of your people. Look at this dear alcoholic I qrt'd, "game theory optimal," "non-white cultures hate Europeans." There's no content to his war, no soul, no basis. It's pure cynicism, pure pragmatism, pure politic. This is the belief of a spiritually desolate person trying to become whole in the world by immanentising an abstract identity, it would crumble in their hands if they succeeded, because it has no meaning or basis in the ground of reality, and they'd be forced to reckon with who and what they really are. On the other hand leftists, maledicted by the same affliction as the rootless white supremacist, wish to uproot the entire planet. No more culture, no more tradition. A nigh gnostic urge for total liberation from one's karma, for the world is too weighty and too much to bear for those with now home. Tormented by hiraeth. But this too is an impossible dream, for culture is far more than skin deep. There is no way to create a fully homogeneous planet, and so no way to create a world of psychological and physiological blank slates. Post-modernism's all devouring maw can only reach as far as reality. No matter how alienated from them you are, the only way to live a true life is to embrace and love your roots and your ancestors, for it is their very love which generation after generation came together to create you! Their lives, their actions, their teachings, are your utterly unique endless karma, which forms the fertile soil of the life and person you are now trying to forge. This is the simple, obvious, and unimaginably beautiful nature of reality. The interconnectedness of all things. But one must never confuse an embrace of one's karma with the cynical hollow political pastiche that these people espouse, for their is no real honesty in a mere idea, and thus there can be no love and no soul to it. Rootless identitarianism is pure spectacle; hollow hopes which enrapture the ego's worst instincts while leaving flesh and heart alone and unloved. One cannot live a true life without living from their core, from the seed which they grow. Even should they despise their seed and their soil, escape or rebellion is only possible from the ground they first stepped into life upon. Lefists and right wingers have a vested interest in keeping this queer state of affairs going, because it's a lot easier to turn the commons into a savage bloodbath when you can divide the world into White and not-White. Politicians have a vested interest in it because it's much easier to glue together a hegemony when everyone in it is focused on abstract battles that have no bearing on the material or cultural reality of the empire. Perhaps this is what it is to live in a world where leaders exploit, rather than lead? Perhaps this is what it is to live in a world where the underclasses prefer the comfort of exploitation, to the unknown of life? Let's all enjoy our fantasy novel morality. Shadow boxing with some phantom enemy is infinitely easier and infinitely more satisfying than embracing the world in front of you, but is it not deranged? Why are you on this Earth if it's not to live life as fully and truthfully as possible? Hate the group but not the individual if you must. Hate the ideology but not the ideologue if you must. But life is just in front of you! Every time you live through an idea rather than directly engaging with the world and its nuance and its context, you are an automaton. You are running on a script, bound by ball and chain, being lead on a leash by the weakness in your own heart. Live from your own soil instead, and if that's not good enough, learn to tend to new saplings. Just 🐝 urself