Contra The Anti-American Right

Much has been made of the rise of the “anti-American” Right, and, for good or ill, it has grown in strength and popularity among our sphere. Frankly speaking, there’s much I admire about many of the people forcefully articulating anti-Americanism, and some are even personal friends of mine. But I cannot agree with them, and I wish to articulate why. 

America as a nation has always been chaotic. We are a land of cults, of religious extremists, of race war – a people perpetually at war. The Americans are a people born in war, and molded by war. There is a thirst for it in the very character of the people.  And the political union America the Nation forged, is now totally in the hands of our enemies. The American flag is now a stand-in for the tyranny of faggots and pedophiles, and for the insane ethno-narcissism of the negro, not only in America, but throughout the world. How can one not clench one’s teeth in anger at such a project?

Yet, the American people, the pioneer stock, lives. The northern Europeans who conquered this continent still remain, their traditions remain. I know, because it was the milieu I grew up in, stories of George Washington, Davy Crockett, Philip Sheridan, Robert E. Lee, Abraham Lincoln. I still feel something well up in me as my cousins, grandparents, and family gather at Thanksgiving to celebrate as our ancestors did. 

And contra the contention of many Neo-Reactionaries I have encountered, this country and its people were not “made to be subverted”. No, great men and patriots fought tooth and nail against the alien forces that came to dominate this country, again and again sallying forth in defense of heritage America. They did it not merely by law, but by relationships, by literature, by study, by every tool at their disposal to make explicit what had always been implicit – that the Americans were a specific people and that their interests should dictate. Even in the face of overwhelming odds, the old stock continued to produce men like Madison Grant, Lothrop Stoddard, Brooks Adams, Charles Lindbergh, Robert Taft, Thomas Edison, Oliver Wendell Holmes, William Luther Pierce, Jared Taylor, and others. 

It is not really up for debate that America the Political Union despises these men, and would have their legacy either dragged through the mud or else wholly obliterated. But they are illustrative of the point that compels me to write this article – that heritage America was something glorious, that it yet lives, and that I refuse to let it go down without a fight. This is not a matter of defending the ideals, or the image of the past per se, although there is value to that. This is a defense of my people, a people who yet endures, with tradition that yet endures, and, God willing, with a lineage that will yet endure.

Our people first arrived on this continent as merchants and religious dissidents, and from the moment we stepped onto this continent it was understood whatever place we had here would be bought by blood. The Puritans, a people who wished to live at peace, were nonetheless willing to sanction military expeditions again and again, and would preform admirably in King Philip’s war where race war truly gave the first baptism of blood for the American stock. Slowly, we began to expand westward, southward, and northward, ever keeping our rifle by our side and ever weary of the precarious situation being a pioneer was, by definition, to be. In war after war they fought, fight after fight on the frontier, the White race gaining piece by piece this homeland for itself.

The cost and accomplishment of this great conquest should not be dismissed, and the blood that still carries this Aryan victory within itself similarly must not be dismissed. The old stock did not ‘steal’ from the red man, he took to the wilderness and created an incredible civilization out of it. These stories were still told to me as a child of my ancestors, who came to the wilderness and made hearth and home in its midst. 

“But,” you may retort, “was not America a melting pot of Europeans? Was not America a menagerie of various religions, various languages, various peoples?” But this too is not a proper exception. The great American Racialist, Naturalist, and Eugenicist Madison Grant, writing in the late 1920s writes…

As to what the actual population of colonial America was, we are able to form some estimate. The man who settled the country, who fought long and bloody wars with the Indians in with the French, who established our independence, who formulated that amazing document, the constitution of the United States, who expanded from the Alleghenies to the Pacific Ocean in less than a century, and who have establish these forty-eight states – these men were almost without exception the descendants of the immigrants of the 17th century.”

I grew up on the stories of the frontier, and I am not old. Contra the ‘blackpillers’, the old stock, the pioneer stock, is still a real and concrete part of America, hidden in the shadows, biding its time. America, the real America, is not yet gone, it only lies in wait of a vanguard and leaders worthy to call upon it to once more conquer this continent. It is my mission to try and be worthy, and capable, of such a task, and those like me hear the same call, feel the same pull in their heart. It is a task that, if completed, is worthy of our ancestors, back to the age of myth. 

So to you my people I proudly raise the banner. America shall once more, and finally, be for the Americans.