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White Nationalism isn't for pussies. That's why I get so flipping irritated when some libtard--who has temporarily wandered in to Stormfront because his Black drug dealer ripped him off and he's pissed--starts yammering about how we should modify our movement to appeal to Jews. I don't want to appeal to them. If even half of the vast sea of morons out there starting approving of White Nationalism, I'd know we had made a wrong turn somewhere and were now serving our enemies. If you have to rape your own children to earn the approval of a bunch of child molesters so you'll have enough allies to keep your children "safe," you've already failed them.

I've seen a lot of shocking things so far in my life--more than I care to write about here. My earliest childhood memory is of my mother's funeral. My entire family turned viciously against me when I renounced liberalism and I am (hopefully) permanently estranged from them. I realized very unpleasantly one day in high school that I was the only member of the group of girlfriends I ran around with who wasn't a disgusting slut or a man-hating dyke. If you think most people are basically good--or even fifty percent, or even ten percent, or even one percent--you have not been paying enough attention. So now you know why there are so few of us. Congratulations, you've just realized we won't win this war with a vote.

I've been on Stormfront long enough to watch people come in and decide that White Nationalism isn't worth the work if it hasn't restored our nations to Whites-only status after only six months. Then they snap to the other extreme or start talking about compromising with the devil to try to "save what they can." Let me clue you in: Compromising with the devil is how you lose. It is, in fact, the ONLY way you can lose.

In about half a century, I expect to be dead. It won't matter if we have our nations back or not; I will still die. What I have, then, is my principles, my commitment to the truth, my unwillingness to sell out to Satan for short-term gains. That being the case, I really don't care if the Jewbags successfully take control over every aspect of our lives and start stuffing us all into gas chambers as long as I don't surrender my principles. Naturally, of course, I would prefer that they be prevented from doing that, but I will not compromise with them when I know they are evil. As long as I'm dead either way, I would rather depart with my middle-finger sticking up at them and a big smile on my face. That's not because I'm convinced that there's a heaven and a hell, but because I am a creature of strong conscience, and I'm justified in seeing myself as being above them only as long as I don't act like they do. I cannot surrender my principles and retain my sense of self-worth at the same time.

Norse mythology is fascinating stuff. It conveys the perfect warrior spirit: In tale after tale, the good guy knows he is facing impossible odds and will definitely die, but fights as hard as he can anyway because his commitment to his duty is the measurement of self-worth, as it should be. It is the ultimate question of motivation: Are you doing this for a quick pay-off, or are you in this to the bone, win or lose, hell or high water? I love those stories because I want that to be me. I want to earn the approval of a warrior like that by showing my own resolve to see this through to my last breath. There are some ideals we simply cannot sacrifice and still be a culture worth saving.

And this is something our opponents can't understand at all: You can't demoralize me very effectively because I'm not in this for jollies. You can't buy me off because I'm not for sale. I will fight as hard as I can, as intelligently as I can, for as long as I can. Do the unexpected? Yes. Avoid getting myself martyred needlessly? Yes. Pick my battles to maximize my effectiveness? Yes. BUT there won't be any compromise with the devil. Whenever possible, I will slip around any snares they set to make them look like fools and laugh at their frustration with my maneuvers, but I will not sell out my conscience to keep from getting nailed to a cross. I will keep them guessing and wondering where I'll attack from next, but I will not stoop to using Jewish tactics in this war: I do not want an army of zombies on my side. I do not want to bribe politicians like our enemies do and steal what isn't ours like they do and lie to children like they do.

And yes, I do find myself sometimes wondering if a sorrowful dead-end is where all of this will ultimately take me. Is this a world where people of conscience are protected by doing the right thing, or is it just a matter of time until evil has me cornered because so many other people have "cut a deal" with it? I suppose I'm going to find out. In the meantime, I have a plan: Defiance of their will and refusal of their purchase offers, and a lot of enjoyment at their confusion because not a one of them was able to turn down the deal with the devil when it was offered to them.