The Fire This Time

by Douglas Mercer

“ANTI-RACISM” has become a kind of mass hysteria or a moral panic. “Liberal” Whites are like monks of the olden days who self-flagellated or put on hair shirts. For them, “anti-racism” is not a way to solve a social problem but a means to rid themselves of a spiritual pollution or a moral contagion.

Nothing could be more sickening.

If we’ve learned anything from the riots this past week we’ve learned that it can happen here.

And we’ve seen in no uncertain terms the disgraceful thoughts and actions of the White race traitors among us.

Despite the treachery of the Jews and the savagery of the Blacks, neither could have ever lifted a finger against White America were it not for the traitors of our own race.

We were shown a famous video of a young White woman confronted by a Black man who demanded that she kneel in front of him, which she meekly did. He said “we have this racist president but you’re not part of that are you?” She meekly said “no.” Later, Blacks on social media said her humiliation “turned them on.”

Get it?

And we saw this reprehensible reaction of White race criminals universally: They “took the knee,” they “listened,” they participated in “die-ins,” they begged forgiveness, they held up their hands, they “showed solidarity,” they went to Black-owned business, they surrendered microphones, they helped topple statues, all in the lavish and exorbitant praise and worship of their pets, the noble Black man.

But their pets have become their masters.

Because of this craven capitulation, Blacks think they have the whip hand and they smell blood.

White guilt is chum in the water and the sharks are circling.

Once again videos were circulated of Jewess Marianne Williamson leading a congregation of her “fellow Whites” in a disgusting statement of White apology for slavery. They engaged in cult-like moral self-flagellation as the subtle Jewess laughed up her sleeve.

We were reminded of the weak-kneed Christians who went to West Africa, put chains on themselves, and walked around humbly with placards around their necks which read I am sorry.

A more revolting sight cannot be imagined.

Sorry they are, indeed; sorry excuses for White people.

We were reminded too how a few a few years ago there was anti-Black graffiti on a Black cadet’s door at the Air Force Academy, and a White commander excoriated White cadets for “racism.” The viral video of the speech made the commander a “hero” in the media, made him famous — famous as finally a “decent” White man in Donald Trump’s America.

Turned out it was a hoax.

But the ADL gave the White commander an award anyway, for service to the cause — service to their cause.

And presumably Ralph Northam is still reading Roots.

No savage Muslim was ever more dedicated, or took submission more to heart, than a White race criminal.

And the White cuck “allies” in the media are beginning to realize their precarious position relative to Blacks, and they’re falling all over themselves to “call out their privilege” and to “listen,” to submit, to “take the knee.” But sharks smell blood, and weakness invites aggression.

The conservative liberals were at it as well. George W. Bush said he and his wife were horrified at the death of George Floyd, and it was time for America’s reckoning for its “tragic injustices.” S.E. Cupp (aka S.E. Cuck) said she was well aware of her privilege as White woman and it was time for her to listen.

Is there a more craven form of racial submission than saying “it’s time for us to listen”?

Trump blustered and talked tough from time to time — but mostly he sent out warm greetings to Black folks saying how great Black music is –apparently he likes simplistic, degenerate, mind-numbing jungle beats. Trump also kept reminding Black America how much he’s done for them, how he’s helped “historically Black” colleges and universities.

The same Black colleges and universities which are fertile breeding grounds of feral anti-White hatred.

All in all though, this has been a long time coming.

After the Second World War the American dogma became the American creed: that here all races would live in harmony and everyone would be judged on the content of their character.

They’ve been desperately clinging to this lie for 70 years, but now to everyone but the most blinkered it’s all in tatters.

No one believes it now. Now we all know it’s rule or die.

We had Watts and cities in flame for MLK. Then the treacherous Kerner Commission placed the blame for Black savagery squarely on “White racism.” In doing so the commission was saying that Black destruction was perfectly justified.

Justified because Whites are inherently evil.

And we can’t say we weren’t warned.

Hitler was a great admirer and imitator of our race laws but he feared that White America’s resolve to maintain the color line was weakening.

And the only thing separating anyone from savagery is the color line.

When that goes, all is gone.

Before his “Rivers of Blood” speech, the great Enoch Powell traveled to New York City, and he was appalled at the number of races he saw there. This motivated him to give his famous speech lest London suffer a similar fate of mongrelization.

Of racial tensions in America he said:

“That tragic and intractable phenomenon which we watch with horror on the other side of the Atlantic but which has been interwoven into the history and existence of the States itself, is coming upon us here by our own volition and our own neglect.”

London is now forty per cent White.

Our “racist” ancestors who said Whites and Blacks don’t mix are looking pretty prescient right now. They said separation or amalgamation, but for us now it’s conquer or submit.

Then of course we had Los Angeles, Ferguson, Baltimore. Blacks tantrum their way to power. They destroy, loot, rob, and rape; we capitulate.

Our “morality” is just a hostage that we give to our racial enemies.

No one will ever honor us for losing gracefully.

A lot of thought has gone into the idea that we are on the cusp of a civil war.

But no, there will be no civil war — a civil war is a war among one people, and we and the Blacks were never that.

And will never be.

And now we face the final hour, and we all know it’s up to us to make it right.

That a people born among nomadic milk-drinking conquering Bronze Age riders from the steppe should end up on their knees before Blacks would be a sorry spectacle to behold.

And we must not let it happen.

Albert Schweitzer is famous for bringing medicine to Blacks in Africa. But people forget that the beginning of his famous book on Jesus was a paean to the German spirit. They also are unaware that he said Blacks are a lower race, that we must forever remain their masters, and must never fraternize with them on terms of social equality.

Words to the wise.

But the world remembers him as the snow-haired kindly man with a Black baby in his arms; not the one who told us always to keep an iron fist.

Near the end of The Turner Diaries, White race criminals, just before their death, have one of two placards hung around their neck: “I Betrayed My Race,” or “I Defiled My Race.” The first is for collaborators, the second is for participants in and glorifiers of miscegenation.

Recently Jewess Julia Ioffe lectured her “fellow Whites” to be sure to bone up on their Black power literature. She ordered us to read the usual stooges, Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison, etc. Also among the required reading was Black homosexual James Baldwin who wrote a book the title of which was a promise to White people, a promise we should remember: The Fire Next Time.

Now it’s the fire this time. Soon it will be the fire all the time.

And it’s time we fought fire with fire.

And as this reckoning progresses, and however bleak it looks out there, just remember we were made for this moment.

Surrounded as we are by enemy races and by traitors within our own — nevertheless, as the inheritors of the traditions and civilization of our ancestors; as a remnant; as hold-outs — it is up to us to fight this scourge of White guilt and to fight off the challenge of our enemies, and to bring our sacred past into the future.

There can be no greater honor conferred on a people than to be so designated by time.

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