It seems as if every week there is some new expression of White dispossession in America.

The Cultural Marxist revolution that marched through the institutions of academe and seized the commanding heights of culture throughout last century is starting to trickle down to every province in the hollow empire. From removing Confederate flags, statues, and even building names, the revolution rolls on until any trace of the “racist, sexist, Nazi” past of our people is erased.

News came out just this morning that there will be a new face on the twenty dollar bill. Harriet Tubman, an illiterate fraud, will be replacing Andrew Jackson sometime about 2020. Of course, this should come as no surprise, especially when in some places Tubman is given as much space if not more than traditional American historical figures like George Washington.

Of course, this change can’t come soon enough for some. From Politico:

Reaction to Tubman, a Civil War-era abolitionist, replacing Jackson on the front of the $20 was widely positive. Sen. Jeanne Shaheen (D-N.H.) tweeted: “If this is true, great news! Tubman on $20 is the right call. The redesign needs to happen as soon as possible. Women have waited long enough.”

Yes they can! Or so it seems.

But what about that other hold out of toxic masculinity on our currency, Alexander Hamilton? It appears as if his place has been saved, not due to his place in history, but because of the success of a Broadway minstrel show directed by a Puerto Rican which bears his name.

The Romans had a practice known as Damnatio memoriae. Through this the memory of some dishonorable Roman would be erased from records and art. What we have in our clown world is something of the reverse. A sort of Damnatio populi, whereby the heroes of our history are only known through some insipid Hollywood style history if at all. Their achievements either forgotten or condemned by our “Enlightened” age.

Of course, not all of this sturm und drang has to be viewed negatively.

It is another opportunity. Because what our opponnents don’t realize is that in these very public acts of dispossession they make explicit what before was only an implicit feeling. For many in America, there has always been a sinking feeling that something was wrong.

But when so many confused Americans take a look to their town squares they see a rapid change. When they look in their wallets they see unfamiliar faces. The dispossession, or the Great Erasure, starts to become real.

These actions, like so many in the past few months, only accelerate things. More of our people are starting to wake up from a sort of slumber, and it’s actions like these that provide the wake-up alarm.