I have added a few new links, one’s I’ve had bookmarked for a while, there are a few everyone should read, the first is an interesting site called ‘The Modern Fascist’, it is a new blog and is apparently written by an 18-year-old American. I’m amazed that anyone is brave enough and smart enough to have the gall to call themselves a ‘fascist’, especially in America. Another very interesting read is ‘In This Age of Plenty’, a work by a Catholic Quebecer on the theory of Social Credit, I would be interested if anyone has an opinion on it, as I’m still working my way through the theory and trying to grasp how it could work.

Another interesting read is a book which I’ve entitled ‘White Australia Policy’ which is actually a long chapter from a book called ‘Connected Worlds’ written by an opponent of white self-rule, but he does do a good job of explaining the various experiments of white societies, trying to stay white in the face of a ‘rising tide of colour’, there are also chapters on South Africa, Rhodesia and the American South, which are just as interesting.

It is, I suppose a depressing read in some ways, to think of all the defeats and no victories we have had in the last century, but, it needs to be done!

If you have not yet had a peek at ‘The Fall of the Russian Empire’, it is also worth reading, the writer makes an interesting point that it was a spiritual failing in Russia that led to the conditions in which the Russian people stood by whilst their Emperor was deposed, imprisoned and then murdered, and that the Imperial family, were a symbol of the future that lay in store for the Russian people.

In the Art, Design and Architecture section, you may want to check out ‘Utopia’, people like Vanishing American would probably appreciate it, lots of beautiful old paintings and pictures of lost times. ‘Paris 1900’ is along a similar vein.

A blog I have enjoyed, despite not wanting to, is ‘Eternal Bachelor’, it is written by a fellow in London, from what I can surmise, he does not have much of a warm spot for women, and would not be what you would call a feminist! He uses some strong language, and I must actually admit it can sometimes be quite sad to see a man so jaded with feminism that he hates all women. But that is another of the curses of our times, our women turn on us as well as our enemies!

I also have an older link, ‘Magna Grece’, which is mainly concerned with Southern Italy before the Risorgimento which overthrew the ancient kingdoms of Naples and Sicily, it is written by a scholarly fellow and I have learned much from him, so please take a look.

Also, just for your edification, in the language section, there are a few good and free language sites, I have spent the summer brushing up on my French, German and Russian and it is actually very effective, especially with my French and German, I find Russian very difficult, and have only been studying it for the last two years, so it has not been as useful with that! So if you know a little French, German or another language, try it out, you can take it as fast or as slow as you wish, and it is definitely worth having another language.

Also, just for fun, I included ‘Thor Steinar’, a clothes company that apparently antifas don’t like because they accuse it of being a NAZI shop! It does seem that it was set up by a nationalist and that nationalists do shop there, but in reality it is not really that blatant, I just want a few people to buy some stuff to annoy the lefties!


I have decided to show a few pics of my home to you.

My Home


The Rose Bush


The fields


My Faithful Dogs


Castle Ross


Muckross House


The Lough


The Abbey of Muckross


Inside the Abbey


The ceiling of the Abbey


The Cloisters


A ruin of a house near my place, I always wanted to do this up!


A stone circle, or what we call a 'Fairy Fort'


The stone circle


the road in front of my home


The back garden

The Beauty of Europe

Sometimes, I need to see the beauty of that which I wish to preserve, that which needs to be preserved. If all the suburbs, tower blocks, skyscrapers, ‘modern’, concrete slabs were to be demolished, we would still have Europe, we could still seek its past through the little towns, villages and cities that would remain. If the types of places bellow were to be demolished and forgotten, then we would be closer to cutting whatever links us to our once glorious past.

Remember, these are only buildings, only towns, only brick and wood and mortar, but, they have become more than that, they are a mystical connection between us and our fathers.




Stein am Rhein



Mont St Michel



Hope in the east

I recently had to go to Leipzig, in the former GDR, I must admit, I was not looking forward to it, expecting drab, monotonous cities, my only aim on my few days there was to go to Dresden to have a peek at the restored Frauenkirche.

A new building in Leipzig

Well, I was shocked, truly I was, this eastern part of Germany is not only not drab, but beautiful, the people are friendly and helpful, the food and drink is very good and quite reasonably priced and the cities are being transformed from the ugly socialist ruins that they once were into the beautiful cities they are becoming.

Leipzig, in the market square

The one thing that struck me most was the lack of diversity, I saw three blacks and two orientals in my time there, time spent in two large cities as well. There were actually not even many non-German tourists, a few Czechs, the odd Englishman and two Americans, but that was about it! I walked through big sprawling council estates at night, I did not feel afraid, I did not clench my fists as people came walking in my direction, I did not worry about getting attacked or stabbed, I was not stressed for those few days. Such was the lack of diversity!

A Dresden estate

When I left Leipzig to go to Dresden for the night, I actually realised I would miss the city I once dismissed, but Dresden, what a place, a city risen from the ruins. The Frauenkirche pops its dome above the city’s skyline dominating it, defining what Dresden is.

The Frauenkirche

Dresden and Leipzig seemed to be what I wish all of our cities were like, inhabited by our people, with our people working in the hotdog stands or in the butchers or serving coffee or cleaning the hotel rooms or public toilets, living in the estates and the fancy houses, living in the city centre and the suburbs, not as is in London, seeing our people being cleansed from the historic heart of the city in favour of aliens who are hostile to our continued existence.

The lack of diversity was encouraging, it shows that the lies of the multicultis are just that, lies, we don’t need slums filled with angry blacks, we don’t needs ghettos filled with resentful unemployed arabs, we don’t need immigrants ‘to do the jobs we don’t want to do’, because in a healthy society every job can be done by a local, because a healthy society will not allow big business and slimeball politicians to lower the wages of locals by flooding the area with invaders, who they give free housing to, how fair it that?

The Frauenkirche from the Elbe

Another thing that my trip to Saxony shows, is that we are capable of building beautiful buildings and cities today, we have not completely lost our ability to erect structures like the Frauenkirche or the townhouses that surround it. We can still dress stone, work with plaster and use paint to create beauty instead of painful and shabby ugliness.

I have left a few pictures of Leipzig and Dresden

Germany’s Lost Cities

It was last year I recall, when I last refered to architecture and its significance, it seems to me the more refined and moral a culture is, the more refined and beautiful its buildings are, the outside being a reflection of the inside. That is why we can’t build anything beautiful anymore, there is no beauty in our souls, we can build big, we can build ugly, we can build shabby, but not beautiful anymore.

I recently found some beautiful coloured photographs of Antebellum Germany, pre Great War that is, and to look at these photos, is to realise how far we have gone down, I just don’t understand how we can’t build beautiful anymore, technically I am sure we are able, but from all the evidence, it seems no one that matters, the architects, the patrons and the planning authorities have any desire to see anything beautiful built. Which makes Prince Charles’ recent intervention in the Chelsea Barracks saga all the more cheering!

The photos show a time when Germany was at peace, a prosperous, ordered and beautiful country, some cities such as Danzig and Breslau are no longer German, having been ethnically cleansed in 1945 by the Soviets, some like Hamburg, Berlin and Dresden were turned into seas of flames by the ‘virtuous’ Allies, some such as Munich are more or less similar to the photos, and thankfully so! Dresden has risen out of it’s rubble, but once a city has been violated, the way Dresden has, I feel it is hard ever to be the same again.

The one thing that these photos do, is fill me with immense sadness.

I will leave with the photographs;














Paris in May

I have recently moved to London, all the easier to work! I decided to get the Eurostar to Paris for a few days, as it has been a long time since I visited that great city. It’s always an adventure to go off somewhere and start exploring a strange place, Paris is beautiful. I got a hotel room in the Jourdain area of north Paris, the streets around my hotel were filled with cafés, boulangerie, charcouterie, fromagerie and all the other shops you would expect of Paris. I also found the best boulangerie in Paris (picture bellow) on the Rue de Belleville, just round the corner form my hotel, it was open until nine in the evening selling the best croissants, pain au chocolat, cakes and sandwiches, those French know their pastries.

The best boulangerie in Paris, on the Rue de Belleville near Jordain

The best boulangerie in Paris, on the Rue de Belleville near Jordain

Evening in Paris, looking down the Rue de Belleville

Evening in Paris, looking down the Rue de Belleville

On my travels through the city, I came across the Place de la Concorde, it was here that the good king Louis XVI and his queen Marie Antoinette were murdered by the freemasons of the revolution, an obelisk towers above the spot where the guilotine stood, a masonic symbol, placed there by the son of the Louis d’Orleans, or as he prefered to be known, Louis Égalité, the cousin of the king, who none the less voted for his death. It was Louis-Philippe, who styled himself not King of France, but King of the French who erected this masonic symbol above the spot where the king and queen were murdered, the only memorial to the royal martyrs is a plaque placed on the ground, which mentions that the Place de la Concorde was for a few years the Place de la Revolution, and that is was there where the principle executions took place, nothing more for Louis the murdered king.

The obelisk in the Place de la Concorde

The obelisk in the Place de la Concorde

The only memorial to the martyred royals

The only memorial to the martyred royals

But unfortunatly, like most cities in the west, Paris has it’s share of outsiders, they make themselves felt in the tourist areas, which I think makes them very unpleasant places, in the Tuilleries I has to beat off some aggressive African trying to put something on my hand, he said he was an ‘artist’, yeah, I bet he was!

Then when I went to the Eiffel Tower, the place was mobbed by Africans and Arabs trying to sell rubbish and tat to tourists, there were also the, by now seemingly obligitary, band of theiving gypsies, who were begging off the passing tourists, what a mess. I would purposely never go back to the Eiffell Tower because it is so unpleasant.

Gang of Africans selling plastic crap

Gang of Africans selling plastic crap

More Africans

More Africans

Gang of thieving Gypsy beggars

Gang of thieving Gypsy beggars

More outsiders attempting to sell crap

More outsiders attempting to sell crap

But even with the bad, Paris is still a wonderful place, the Notre Dame shines like new after its cleaning, the narrow streets are charming and to be in such a place fills one with awe, not only in the glory of Paris, but in knowing that this city was once the greatest in the world, that this was one of the learned centres of Christendom, that it was here where the heirs of Charles Martel sat on their throne and ruled the greatest kingdom of men then known.

Notre Dame

Notre Dame

Narrow streets of old Paris

Narrow streets of old Paris

I think I am resolved to use my wordpress blog in future, it seems impossible to do a proper post on blogger, the writing and pictures get mixed up and go all over the place, wordpress is so much better and easier to use!!