A Changed World

“The world has changed. I see it in the water. I feel it in the Earth. I smell it in the air.”

Treebeard, The Lord of the Rings

It is a strange thing indeed, to see a nation sell it’s birthright to an hostile alien, it is stranger still when you see what was once a great nation give it away as happened yesterday in those United States.

I will admit to feeling shaken when it became clear the Marxist Mulatto was going to win the American presidential election, even though I has resigned myself to it anyway, it still came as a shock.

I can’t say I wished McCain to win, I didn’t, he seemed a dangerous man to entrust such power, but neither did I wish to see Obama win it.

I fear that this may be the end of a great power, the ending of an age.

The celebrations surrounding his victory disturb me, that white people can actually wish and desire to become vassals of an outsider, of a foreigner!

And I also fear that this will be only the first such act of surrender in the west.

My only hope is that this will mean an American government not so desirous of a conflict with Russia, McCain would have sought out a confrontation with the Kremlin, he would have brought the Ukraine and Georgia into an alliance with those United States, whether as part of NATO or not. My hope is that Obama leaves Russia alone. It is interesting that President Medvedev made a confrontational speech to the Duma, the day Obama won, something methinks would have been muted had McCain won.

As I’ve written before, Russia seems the only sane Christian power left in the world, one that increasingly looks likely to be our only hope of survival in the years ahead. Those United States are now not only a bad ally, they are set to become an open enemy of Christendom.

So passes the great American republic, destroyed by its own foolish belief in ‘democracy’, poisoned by years of Satanic propaganda, and now left as the primary vehicle of evil in this world.

This is not a time for celebration as fans of the Marxist Mulatto believe it is, it is a time of mourning.

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