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“Americans!” he said,
with what appeared to me an overwhelming contempt. They were born with the American dream and ended up
with a Zimmer-frame. Having
attained all but the highest level of humanitarian ethics, he said, the West now
partook of the highest form that can possibly be
conceived of human tragedy – decline
and death. Its traditional grip on power
was under threat. The Caucasian Millennium was all but over - and the planets
were still off limits. Caucasians
were on the verge of becoming a minority among the Philistines. They had
no dreams left to dream. A fading Promethean race, taking leave from those
mighty Faustian premonitions of a purpose greater than themselves. And that
fact was proof of their tragic truth.
Kennedy was the last president who attempted to
lead a Western power further on the road to history, promising ‘the New Frontier’. By the
time of Barack Obama there was only an American socialism to be defended - a
mandate for welfare and social security, but no longer one for history. Self-made
men were no match for a rainbow nation, where the
takers outnumbered the givers. They were hated with a passion. This
was the passion
under which the ratification of same-sex nuptials had become of the
greatest cosmopolitan urgency and you began to wonder what strain of the newly
legalised marijuana had turned these remnants of western history and
replaced moral philosophy and the humanities with moralization and social
sophistry.
The remnants of a late world, not the
vanguard of a future one, they demonstrated its advancement by
subordinating western culture to the sensitivities of the lowest common
denominator.
And
so, with the extinction of Caucasian history, Western history became social
history. Once stoical, taciturn and tough as hide, the
country that gave the world the American dream had come a long way from when
her forces stormed the British fort at Ticonderoga. Their defining moment was
Gettysburg. Midway and Normandy the last great battles fought for an ideal. This
was a different people now, and a demography wholly
unsympathetic to the
self-reliant ways of its founding fathers. The historical model of self-made
wealth being secured by hard graft and sacrifice scarcely matched the
contemporary reality. If the emancipated slaves had learned anything from the
involvement with their former masters, it was dependency. Dependency, and the
ghetto population’s implicitly delinquent struggle with the petty
tyranny of law enforcement – the all too familiar
transition from complicit self-sustaining networks of low-level criminality to
the tragic status of the eternally discriminated against. A forlorn endeavour, you might say, to salvage the moral high ground from the
newsreels[1]
of its more lurid personalities and preoccupations.
Amorphous and dispirited
masses of men, scrap-material from a prodigious history, the traditional
American virtues and aspirations to moral greatness no longer inspired the large
majority of those whose constant preoccupation it was to be released from any need to carve out their own
destiny. O’Brien was grave and self-possessed. If a consistent theme sustaining
the bedrock of American nationhood was its Caucasian heritage, he said, and I
knew he was speaking with the past-tense of hindsight, America’s identity as a Western nation had effectively ceased to exist.
It would be difficult to imagine a more
inflammatory speech. He looked me over
as if beholding a specimen of degenerate will and perverted motivation. Perhaps
he thought of me that way - of the huge gulf that separated God-fearing
Americans, or what you might call traditionalist American culture, from the
largest emerging demographic group. A racially and ethnically diverse
generation of people from Asia and the Latin Americas rising rapidly to
demographic ascendancy. Nor is it the least of the domestic ironies of the
demographic invasion, that new Americans have
lost the faculty of speaking English. Indeed, as semantic shifts go,
they do not come much bigger. Few white Americans speak Spanish, which further marginalises them in a land of massively expanding minorities that demand
recognition not just
of their rights as ethnic individuals but also of their privileges as
Americans. Attributes once celebrated –
national pride, self-assurance, determination, the genius and aptitude of a
nation to lead the world – are
profoundly unfashionable subjects. For many in the US, being ‘white’ has become a dirty word. One cannot imagine a more different, indeed,
more countercultural America. The more ‘politically correct’ the cause, the more powerful its entitlements.
A first-hand sense that the marginalised are incontestably wronged and that
people who are mainstream, established, or white are not so much tarnished, as irredeemably evil.[2]
[1] “Violence in [America] is soaring to levels not seen
for almost two decades as the police retreat from the streets for fear of being
accused of unfairly targeting young black and Hispanic men.” Iain Dey, Shootings Soar. The Sunday Times,
03.04.16
[2]
Or take the case of Rachel Dolezal, 32, a civil
rights campaigner, who denied her white ethnicity in order to fake a black one.
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Malleus Maleficus is an advocate of English liberal democracy, and the anonymous author of an historiographic
apology of the British Empire.
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