Of Heroes and Celebrities

by Volker Zorn

I’M NO LONGER a young man and I remember what it was like to grow up in White America in the 1950s and 1960s. One of the many things that was different in those days is that we had heroes to look up to.

I define a hero as some who gives or risks his (or her) life to defend others or to advance a worthy cause.

In those days, every young boy aspired to be a hero and every young girl wanted to grow up to marry one.

Some heroes are famous. Back in the days of my youth, we idolized Davy Crockett (who gave his life at the Alamo in defense against a Mexican invasion). On a different level, we admired George Washington, who led men on the field of battle to give this land its political independence. Southerners likewise adored Robert E. Lee. But there were also everyday heroes (as some might call them) such as the firefighter who rushed into a burning building to save a family trapped there, or a soldier who threw himself on a live grenade to save his comrades. Of course, women could be heroes, too, such as the mother who defends her child from a mad dog, or a nurse who risks her life treating plague victims.

But as the ’60s blurred into the ’70s, we heard less and less of heroes (whom the Jewish-controlled media began to depict as “boring” and “corny”) and instead heard more and more about “anti-heroes.” The anti-hero combined behavior that was often admirable with actions that sometimes contravened traditional White morality.

At some point in the ’70s, we began to hear that, in the Black community, the pimp was a “cultural hero.” Later it became the gangster who was the idol of Blacks. Remember the oversize tattoo that Tupac Shakur had on his torso, proudly proclaiming “THUG LIFE”?

The controlled media also began to describe certain overpaid professional athletes as “sports heroes” — although there is little about playing basketball that is genuinely heroic! The female version of the sports hero was the “supermodel,” who was held up as an aspirational ideal for young White girls. Do you remember Kate Moss and “heroin chic?” These women, many of whom were genuinely beautiful, were known to be unnaturally thin (and hence infertile), using cocaine to suppress their appetites. They were also famous for their sexual promiscuity and were frequently praised for being race-mixers.

But all that is behind us now, for the new idol in popular culture is the “celebrity.” And what is a celebrity? Well, it is simply someone who is famous for being well-known. One does not have to actually accomplish anything to be a celebrity — much less risk one’s life! Simply accumulate followers on social media and get mentioned on TMZ, and voila! — you are now at the pinnacle of the social pyramid.

The word “hero” is almost never used these days, except maybe in a perverse sense, such as when the Negro petty criminal and drug addict George Floyd died of a fentanyl overdose while in police custody.

But I sense the winds of change in the air: I predict that there will be a rebirth, both of the Hero as an idol to be admired, and of heroism as behavior to be emulated. For heroism is innate in the racial soul of the Aryan. And as our other racial instincts also will be awakened in the hard years that lie ahead, so the mighty fighting spirit and courage of the White man will again come to the fore!

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Source: Volker Zorn