Memorial Day: Why They Died
by Kevin Alfred Strom
I THINK THAT MOST Americans have forgotten what Memorial Day is all about. It is now usually thought of as “Memorial Day Weekend,” and like so many holidays today, the actual date of its observance is shifted each year for the maximum convenience of holiday bathers and boozers and the commercial establishments that serve them.
Talk to Americans about Memorial Day and you are likely to receive comments on the sales to be had at the car lots and appliance emporia. If you ask them what the holiday is really supposed to mean, half of them would answer that it signifies the first day of summer. Even those who well know that Memorial Day is meant to honor the soldiers who died in America’s service for the most part do not understand why those soldiers had to die. If you only knew, ladies and gentlemen, if you only knew you would not be partying and picnicking on this most terrible and somber of days. You would be weeping for our nation, and if you had any guts at all you would be working every day of your life to make her free again. There is so much that you do not know.
Let us honor the dead of the Revolutionary War. They fought against a tyrannical government, which gave Americans very little voice in government policies, and which taxed them oppressively, though not as oppressively as the productive segment of American society is taxed today.
Today, we may not be taxed to support a King and a few dozen idle courtiers, but instead we are taxed to support the violent and degenerate lifestyle and ever-increasing breeding of an underclass which can be called American only in the geographic sense. If this process is carried on long enough, the descendants and kindred of the men who fought our Revolutionary War will become extinct in the land called America.
Is this what those men died for? They fought — they died — so that their people could be free. If we must work the first five months out of the year to support the destruction of our culture and our people, if we must smilingly tolerate the invasion of our nation on our southern border and in every port city, then are we truly free? Are we not squandering the blood of our forefathers? Remember, the patriots of 1776 were called the “extremists” of their day.
War of 1812
And remember that the royal tyrant called himself the “legitimate government” in those days. When Washington and Jefferson and the other “extremists” were successful, the tyrant was not pleased. Like the tyrants of our day, he thirsted for the blood of men who wanted only to be free. In the War of 1812, as in Waco 1993, fire was his weapon of choice and the rebel capital of the time, Washington, DC, was burned. For three years Americans died in this little-remembered war. Remember those who died for our people’s freedom.
The authors of the Constitution never dreamed that non-Europeans would be considered citizens. Had you suggested to them that Africans or Indians be called Americans because a number of them happened to be inside our borders, they would have called you insane. But in the last few decades, what our founding fathers would have called insanity has now become public policy. I ask you now to remember the dead who fought against Mexico in the Texas War of Independence and in the Mexican War.
I ask you to remember those who died in the Indian Wars, to secure safety for their families on the frontier. What do you think they were fighting for? Multiculturalism? Open borders? Affirmative action? My friends, if they were alive today they would fight again against all of those things, against the Third World invasion that we are not allowed to call an invasion.
Just a few miles west of my home in Charlottesville, Virginia is the charming city of Lewisburg, West Virginia. It was named for General Andrew Lewis, who was the man who finally defeated the Indians around these parts over 200 years ago. On the other side of that state, in Point Pleasant, just across the river from Ohio, is an imposing monument to General Lewis, who, the inscription states, in defeating the Indians at the Battle of Point Pleasant, struck a decisive blow in the battle between “the forces of civilization and the forces of savagery on this continent.” How long will it be before the forces of Political Correctness consign that inscription to the trash heap?
If you listen to my words today and then do nothing, then you are giving your permission for the trashing of our heritage and history. You are spitting on the graves of General Lewis and all those who fought and died to secure your very existence.
War Between the States
The Civil War is perhaps the most terrible conflict in American history. One hundred forty years later, we have still not recovered from it. Its divisions still split our people apart along political and geographic lines. The legacy of slavery and abolitionism lives on in our intractable racial problems which fill our newspapers from front to back every day. The legacy of Federal tyranny that made war on those states who only wanted their freedom and independence is still very much with us today, in Ruby Ridge, in Waco, and in the army of carpetbagger-like bureaucrats who fence us in on every side with regulations determining who we can hire, associate with, and soon, it seems, what we can say or write or believe.
The greatest loss from that war, however, was the final and perhaps fatal loss of that most precious possession of our nation — the genetic inheritance of our best men. Truly, we may never recover from it. A far greater proportion of the American population was slaughtered in the Civil War than in any war before or since. The bravest and the best were cut down in their prime, and the maternity wards in following years were filled with a greater percentage of the offspring of shirkers, cowards, and deserters. We will never know what America might be like today had those nearly 400,000 young men not died in that insanely suicidal conflict.
World War I
As we turn our eyes toward the twentieth century, we see a new kind of war emerge. It is a kind of war fought not for American purposes, be they good or bad, wise or mistaken. It is a kind of war fought by Americans, to be sure, but not for America in any sense. It is a kind of war fought for foreign interests, interests which are often diametrically opposed to American interests, but which are “sold” to the American sheep by lying propaganda so that the sheep will docilely allow their lambs to go the slaughter.
Every war America has fought for the last 100 years conforms to this description. If your car is adorned with an “I support our troops” sticker, what does it mean? Does it mean that you were fooled? Or does it mean what National Vanguard supporters say it means? — that is, support our troops, bring them home from the Zionist slaughter in the Middle East and station them on the Mexican border.
At least you are alive. The 116,000 American dead in World War I are not. Nor are the over 400,000 who died in World War II, the 54,000 who died in Korea, the 58,000 who died in Vietnam, nor the growing thousands who have died imposing the New World Order in Iraq, Afghanistan, Kuwait, Somalia, or Haiti.
There was no reason for America to enter World War I. America was manipulated into that war by Zionist interests who manufactured phony atrocity stories and even the entirely fictional sinking of an American ship to stampede their American cattle into rescuing the British Empire, which in payment was to procure Palestine for the Zionists for the future establishment of a Jewish state. President Wilson, because of sexual blackmail by these same interests, danced like a marionette on a string and signed a death warrant for the American boys who died in those stinking trenches. Remember those boys today. Remember also the political heirs of Wilson and the Zionists and the power which we still foolishly allow them to wield in America today.
World War II
Franklin Roosevelt and his successors have also danced on the same stage with the same stringpullers behind the curtains. With his administration came the organized Jewish interests, the Communists and the pro-Communists, the accession to state power of America’s enemies, a power which, although briefly challenged by Joseph McCarthy, they have never relinquished. The Roosevelt administration marks the beginning of what we know so well today: a federal government which regards ordinary White Americans as its enemy.
World War II was a war between the forces that created Communism on the one side, and Western Civilization on the other. When it started in Europe, Americans were solidly against entering the war, having learned a terrible lesson in World War I.
If you woke up tomorrow and found your next-door neighbor was fighting a battle with a drug gang that was trying to kill every home-owner and take over every house in your neighborhood, would you join with your neighbor or would you join with the drug gang? Would you join with your neighbor even if he had had some property disputes with other neighbors, and you thought him wrong? Would you join with your neighbor even if he had some peculiar beliefs about the way to run his household that you didn’t necessarily approve of?
By allowing the Japanese to attack Pearl Harbor, of which attack the Roosevelt government knew in advance, and by insuring the greatest loss of life possible by not warning the American commanders there, the aliens who came to power with Roosevelt were able to trick the American people into fighting on the side of my hypothetical drug gang, on the side of an ideology openly dedicated to the downfall of America: on the side of Soviet Communism. If there is truth in the doctrine of the survival of the human soul after death, those 405,000 betrayed men are not resting in peace. They were told they were fighting for American freedom, but that was a lie. They didn’t know it, but they were fighting to impose the tyranny of Communism on our blood kindred of Eastern Europe, even as a not dissimilar yoke of tyranny was beginning to be imposed in our land. Let us remember them. And let us remember who it is who is responsible for their deaths.
Let us remember the Americans who died in Korea and Vietnam. Over 110,000 died in those wars which gained precisely nothing for America. How many died because traitors in high places in Washington would not allow them to defeat the Communist enemy? How many died because traitors in high places in Washington were trading with and aiding that enemy, providing money and materiel for an international conspiracy that was killing young Americans every day? How many died because they believed the lying bags of garbage in Washington who assured them that they were sincerely trying to “fight Communism”?
Let us remember the U.S.S. Liberty, where 205 American sailors and officers were wounded or killed by an Israeli attacking force of aircraft gunners, torpedo boats, and napalm in June 1967. And, let us never forget the government and the controlled media which covered up that atrocity, the full truth of which is only now being revealed to the American people.
Let us also remember the young Americans who never came home from Haiti, from Somalia, from Afghanistan, from Iraq. They enlisted in our military believing that they were defenders of America, but cynical politicians and politician-owners sent them to defend Israel’s interests in the Middle East, and to enforce the dictates of a world government the very concept of which is antithetical to our American Constitution and Declaration of Independence.
The Greatest Sacrifice
They gave not only their lives. Giving your life is often called “the ultimate sacrifice.” As great as that is, there is another and greater sacrifice. When they died, the children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren they never had died with them. And so on into infinity. That is the ultimate sacrifice.
What a terrible loss that is! For these brave warriors who died for America, who died fighting America’s enemies, and in some wars (particularly in this century) tragically died fighting for America’s enemies, were for the most part the best men that America possessed. They loved America, they did not hate her. They would not have wanted to change her into what she has become today. They were the great-hearted, not the small-minded. They gave everything, they asked for nothing. They were the strong, not the weak. They were the brave, not the slick. Their children would have inherited the qualities we need most in America today.
I can see their faces now before me. Millions upon millions of men and women and children who were never born because of the wars fought for America and against America. Whole generations of our people — what contributions might they have made? Their fathers died for us, so we shall never know. We shall never meet them. But in some sense they stand before us today, they stand proud and tall in our conscience — those who fell and the unborn descendants of those who fell at Lexington and Concord, at Yorktown, at Gettysburg, at the Alamo, at Little Big Horn, of those who fell in Flanders Fields and at Iwo Jima, of those whose lives ended in the wretched sands of the Middle East or whose bodies were dragged through the streets of Somalia or Haiti.
Today, I am asking every one of you to rededicate yourselves to the principles and ideals that made America great, the principles and ideals that so many sacrificed their lives for. They did not sacrifice their lives so that American soldiers could be mercenaries for the neocons.
They did not sacrifice their lives so that their descendants would be afraid to walk at night in the cities of America.
They did not sacrifice their lives so that a powerful foreign interest group could milk ten billion dollars every year from docile American cattle to support the state of Israel.
They did not sacrifice their lives so that this powerful foreign interest group could own a large part of this country including nearly all of its major media.
They did not sacrifice their lives so that Mexico could take one third — or will it be two thirds? — of America.
So much has happened that you do not understand, that the controlled media and the schools have simply kept from you. Before Americans have even the slightest chance of retaking their country and making her free once again, they must educate themselves. They must understand how their nation has been stolen from them. They must understand how it happened and who is responsible.
Ladies and gentlemen, no nation can survive unless its young men are willing to die to preserve it. But what a squandering of lives, what a permanent impoverishment of our nation have we suffered at the hands of those who would cynically manipulate our patriotism so that we would be the cannon fodder for their wars, while they sit safely in their counting-houses and lie-factories in New York City and Los Angeles.
How long will you let them keep killing our sons? The longer we wait, the more difficult it will be to speak out against our secret rulers.
Today and every day let us remember those who died for America and the generations who are yet to come.
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Now that was the end of my speech. Unlike Ronald Reagan, who they say gave the same speech hundreds of times over several decades (something inspiring about making America a “shining city on a hill,” though his actual policies resulted in making America more like a running sewer in a garbage dump), I almost never repeat my words. But this is an exception. This is not the first time this speech has been delivered. Though I updated it for 2005, this address is based on a broadcast I made ten years earlier.
But today is not the second time this speech has been made. It is the third time.
Just a few days ago, at the annual Memorial Day ceremony in Coopersburg, Pennsylvania, this very speech — the very words I just spoke to you — were delivered to the assembled crowd by James Calhoun, the Commander of the city’s Veterans of Foreign Wars. This was just reported by New York’s Newsday and by the Allentown papers.
The reaction was swift and vicious. Mr. Calhoun, a 17-year Army veteran and community leader, was immediately fired from his public sector job. It looks likely he’ll be forced to resign as VFW Commander. His own pastor, from a local Lutheran church, denounced his speech, making the ludicrous claim that it was “a recruitment speech for the KKK.”
Calhoun said “The message I was trying to convey was that America gets involved with conflicts that aren’t in the interest of the American people, and many service members have to die because of it.” Which is quite reasonable. But he very quickly began backpedaling and apologizing.
When his pastor “confronted him,” Calhoun reportedly had tears in his eyes. He then claimed he hadn’t even read the speech beforehand. “I realized after the speech I had made a mistake,” he said after some audience members called him a “racist” and a “bigot.” “It was a huge mistake and it snowballed into a bad effect and cost me my job,” he added.
Now does anyone here believe that Mr. Calhoun — or anyone — could deliver a 3,000-word speech by mistake? Or that a man of normal intelligence who can speak cogently could not understand the meaning of his own words as he was speaking them?
I believe that the likeliest explanation is that Mr. Calhoun knew exactly what he was doing, and simply lost his nerve when the pressure was applied by the Usual Suspects. I frankly think we should write and offer him help and support, for he has suffered grievously for speaking the truth.
The way the Usual Suspects felt about it may be gauged by the words of one Ginger Nadel, who said that when she heard the speech “my ears were ringing and I thought the top of my head was going to blow off.”
based on a speech given by Mr. Strom in 2005
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