Secession Now, Secession Forever
Post-mortem, Midterms, '22 -- A practical guide to Stopping the Steal
On a podcast last weekend, commentator Wang Lin summed up the situation in the West perfectly. America is a dead corpse, being picked over by our enemies and the newcomers. The question we have to decide is, do they get all of it? Or do we, the people who are from here, get a chunk too?
There was a time when Americans campaigned aggressively over minor details. Should we spend 1.4% of GDP on the military? Or 1.85%? Should we allow young people to drink when they turn 18? Or should we make them wait until they’re 19? Should we give the corrupt railroad baron $15 million to subsidize his railroad? Or should we give that money to corrupt farmers to not grow wheat to drive up the market cost to where our corrupt economists think it ought to be? Should we attack Guam? Or the Philippines?
When the debate was over, the people voted and the matters were decided. It sucked when your candidate lost, but you knew the fundamentals of the national character would endure and you knew for certain the votes were accurate and fair.
Because everyone who voted was a legitimate registered voter and he voted in public poling places on election day.
Those days are gone. It’s hard to remember it even happened. Our opponents were once rightly characterized as “the Loyal Opposition.” We disagreed about the details and limits and goals, but the whole people, across class, agreed about loyalty, about history and about God. We all were focused on securing the blessings of liberty, to ourselves and to our posterity.
Everything is changed now. Because the opposition is now determinedly disloyal. It’s easier to wreck a china shop than it is to keep one stocked and clean.
I don’t know who Craig Keshishian is. He was a guest on Monday night’s Tucker Carlson show, and he spoke an alarming truth. These words shook me.
“There is a sacred covenant between the great Middle Class and our government. If you keep our streets safe, our schools open and our jobs intact, we will send our children to far off battlefields to fight for you. Democrats broke that covenant.”
I’ve been pondering those words for the past day and I noticed something. The covenant sucks. If you do something for us that we are damn well fully capable of doing ourselves, cheaper and better – we’ll squander the lives of our children on your corrupt, wicked foreign meddling empire schemes and suffer genetic death so you can squeeze a few billion dollars out of some ratty fake country like “the Ukraine.”
Heck that! It’s a “Covenant with Hell” and it should never have been allowed to happen. Heck that and heck them. No proud and free men anywhere should ever accept such indignity. Our fathers would not. And did not.
So. We know our opponents are in fact our enemies.
Opposition shakes hands and goes home. Maybe even shares a beer.
Enmity knows no satisfaction but shed blood.
Our enemies set about destroying the Republic decades ago. When it was time to oppose the enemy’s efforts, our fathers toked another doobie and clicked “PLAY” on their favorite pornographic VHS tape. Please be aware. It’s not a question of trying to stop them. It’s done. The anonymous midnight print-a-ballot is never going to end. It’s permanent. And that means the Republic is already dead. And that won’t satisfy them. They are not satiated at all. I said yesterday, they hate us because we are white, because we are western European, because we are heterosexual, because we are free and most of all because we are Christian. They fully intend to reduce us to hopeless, helpless, heart-broken immobility. And they want to look deeply into our eyes and savor the despair while we witness them literally, brutally sodomizing our sons and turning our daughters into blue-haired trannies.
This is not a case of me having a bit of fun with word-play. That is literally their plan.
Do they get to feast on the entire carcass of America? Or do we, the sons of the men who built it, rise to the challenge and snatch a hunk of it for ourselves?
Put another way, do we rescue a few of our sons from death-by-sodomy? Or will they all be raped to death while we watch?
First, strengthen your resolve in the Faith. And know that all the chips are in play. If we are exterminated, we will not be the first nation to be wiped from the face of the earth. Better Christians than we have been put to the sword. Nobody rides for free. The fact that we are here, now, totally disproves the Rapture theory once and for all.
Second, remember, the Leader has not come. He has not been revealed. He has not received his anointing yet. But he will come. I don’t know if he’ll be a king or a soldier or a great philosopher or a compelling ideologue or a divine prophet of God or all of those things at once. It’s not for us to know.
When he comes, he will give the orders and we will obey his command without question. The decision to attack belongs to the Leader and to him alone.
Third. Until the Leader is revealed, we’ve got shit to do. We are under siege. We must dig in for defense and seek to grab a hunk of the corpse of our late Republic. We should be dedicating 100% of our energy to secession and dissolution.
Since our people were brought to heel in 1865, the mass media and public school mind control cabal has spared no expense brainwashing us that Abraham Lincoln was some sort of “good guy” upholding noble, divine ideals. You’ve got to put that Santa Clause-tier bullshit out of your mind. We can no longer afford the luxury of fairyland happy thoughts. No Working Class (or Yeoman Class) Southerner ever held a slave. None were asked about it and none gave their consent. I had nothing to do with that bullshit and you didn’t either. No guilt, no shame, no remorse. Southern Pride, All Day, Every Day!
Secession now. Secession forever.
When some lard ass Republican huckster comes around your local meeting, babbling bullshit about how we’ve got to give raises to cops and hire quality teacher and send still more money to Israel and more of our blood to some made-up fake country called “the Ukraine,” ask him how he plans to stop Democrats from printing infinite ballots and pretending they are legitimate votes.
And when he babbles some confused nonsense, laugh right in his damn face and run him out of town on a rail. Because he is on the enemy’s side. Against us.
The Loyal Opposition has kissed the devil’s ass and has been possessed by demons. We do not negotiate with genocidal vampire sodomites.
Never.
And be not afraid. The enemy army is composed of homosexuals, women, low-brow foreign orcs and a few brainwashed shaven-headed goons drunk on power and sadism.
Our army has God, Jesus and the sons of the Anglo-Saxon giants who built this great, dearly-departed Republic out of nothing.
It is obvious we will win.
Lance Peckerwood is Senior Editor and Bullshit Detector at Large for Dies Irae, a chronicle of the Outpouring of Gad’s wrath upon the earth, and items of general interest to Christian men. Send him mail.