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The Cancer of Mankind(Podcast)

Richard Spencer, Andrew Joyce, and Charles Lyons discuss the Orwellian future of beauty pageants, White Genocide and the “Great Erasure,” the coming Trump inauguration, and Barack Obama’s legacy.

Andrew Joyce, Charles Lyons, and Richard Spencer discuss the Orwellian future of beauty pageants, White Genocide and the “Great Erasure,” the coming Trump inauguration, and Barack Obama’s legacy.

NOTES:

Chicago, Institutionalized racism meme/BLM

Susan Sontag, “Whites are the cancer of human history”

Great Erasure of Shakespeare

Black Students Burn portraits of university founders

Miss Helsinki

Kris Kobach as “Immigration Czar”

Trump an enigma/Obama legacy/Inauguration

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On the Death of John Berger

John Berger, who died very recently at the age of 90, is probably not a familiar name to Radix readers. Like many activists hostile to our people and our civilization, Berger carved out an influential but relatively undisturbed career for himself. In this case, our deceased protagonist was an ‘art critic’ and author. Berger did not openly promote a course on ‘Whiteness studies,’ nor did he advance an agenda of White guilt. His mode of operation was more perhaps more insidious, consisting of an influential but somehow barely perceptible drip-feeding of intellectual poison into Western cultural self-confidence. He was a quintessential contributor to what Kevin MacDonald has termed the ‘Culture of Critique’ and, in his most famous TV and book project, Ways of Seeing (1972), he steadily chipped away at confidence in traditional Western cultural aesthetics, paving the way for ‘feminist readings’ of traditional art and pop culture. Ways of Seeing is now required reading for many college art courses. 

John Berger, who died very recently at the age of 90, is probably not a familiar name to Radix readers. Like many activists hostile to our people and our civilization, Berger carved out an influential but relatively undisturbed career for himself. In this case, our deceased protagonist was an ‘art critic’ and author.

Berger did not openly promote a course on ‘Whiteness studies,’ nor did he advance an agenda of White guilt. His mode of operation was perhaps more insidious, consisting of an influential but somehow barely perceptible drip-feeding of intellectual poison into Western cultural self-confidence. He was a quintessential contributor to what Kevin MacDonald has termed the ‘Culture of Critique’ and, in his most famous TV and book project, Ways of Seeing (1972), he steadily chipped away at confidence in traditional Western cultural aesthetics, paving the way for ‘feminist readings’ of traditional art and pop culture. Ways of Seeing is now required reading for many college art courses.

Berger was born in November 1926 to Stanley and Miriam Berger, secular Jews living in the heavily-Jewish suburbs of an area of London called Stoke Newington. In 1946 he enrolled in the Chelsea School of Art and the Central School of Art in London. He doesn’t appear to have impressed his instructors with artistic talent.

Although Berger’s Wikipedia entry states that his early work was exhibited in London galleries, it should be noted that his entire early promotion was a product of ethnic networking rather than artistic merit. Berger exhibited at only two art galleries during this period, the first being the Wildenstein, Redfern, which should require no elaboration. The other venue was Leicester Galleries, owned by Cecil and Wilfred Phillips. The Phillips brothers, connected by blood to the Anglo-Jewish elite, including the Joseph and Levy families, were part of a wealthy clique of modern art promoters. As well as sponsoring the work of John Berger, the gallery also gave prominence to other figures of questionable talent, but not questionable kinship, including David Bomberg and Jacob Epstein.

After his art career failed to reach any meaningful heights, Berger followed the maxim that “Those that can, do; Those who can’t, teach.” While teaching drawing from 1948 to 1955, he began posturing as an art critic and made little attempt to hide his budding affinity with Marxism. His first big break in television came in the late 1960s when Berger was given a job creating art-related content for Granada, a new Manchester-based television company owned by Sidney Bernstein. Berger would also soon present himself as a novelist.

Francis Parker Yockey once wrote that the modern craze for originality is a manifestation of decadence. It should, therefore, come as no great surprise that Berger’s 1972 novel G won the Booker Prize, owing mainly to the text’s unconventional and informal style, not to mention sexual content. The ‘plot’ is so bare that the novel’s Wikipedia entry is more barren than any other work of literature in existence. Ever-antagonistic to Western culture, Berger accepted the Booker prize before giving half the money to the Black Panthers, asserting with an empty bravado that the gesture was a protest at Booker McConnell’s colonialist past.

Politically, Berger was an avowed ‘Marxist humanist.’ He titled an early collection of essays Permanent Red, as part as a statement of political commitment, and worked tirelessly to imbue his work in the art world with the same red hue. He was keen to critique and deconstruct the pride attached to traditional art in Britain, and every aspect of his work was designed to undermine confidence in older art forms.In contrast with the presentation of traditional art shows on British television, during the filming of Ways of Seeing Berger refused to dress formally, opting instead for a ‘pop art’ shirt. Rather than adopt a serious and reverent tone, Berger would move rapidly about the screen, mocking, and pulling garish faces.

The tone of Ways of Seeing was dominated by derisiveness and opposition. As one of Berger’s interviewers later remarked, he would “compare the old masters with advertisements and solicit the opinions of mini-skirted feminists.” Experts keen to celebrate the artistic triumphs of the West were ignored or described indirectly as out-of-touch chauvinists. Berger would later state that “Our concept was, I suppose, distinctly opposed to [traditional art shows] like Civilization. Kenneth Clark was a much more erudite art historian than I was, or am. He was an expert, sharing his knowledge with those less expert. And we wanted somehow…to destructure expertise…That was our strategy.”

For the remainder of his career, Berger would advance a relentless Marxist assault on the entire Western art tradition since the Renaissance. Given a platform to address millions by the BBC, he presented oil paintings by the old masters not as the perfect capturing of light and form, but instead as perfect examples of a civilization adapted to depicting objects and people as things to be owned as private property. To Berger, all Western art was an expression of capitalist social relations. An admirer of the Jewish feminist Andrea Dworkin, whom he regarded as ‘tender,’ he advanced the feminist-pleasing argument that Western art systematically depicted women not as active subjects but as objects to be looked at and possessed. Western art was thus morally suspect, aesthetically limited, and ultimately worthy only of derision and harsh critique.

It is a sad indictment of the contemporary arts that the last twenty-four hours have seen a veritable outpouring of grief at the passing of this individual. Panegyrics have burst forth on Twitter, describing Berger as “the best ever writer on art,” and “an energy source in a depleted world.” There is, I suppose, no hindsight for the blind, and many of our people have been blinded to the accomplishments of their forebears. But Berger’s legacy will ring hollow to those with a deeper sense of themselves. I shall not be mourning his passing or paying homage to his life’s work. To me, Berger will always be an artificial ‘talent’ concocted by the Wildenstein’s, the Phillips’s, and the Bernstein’s, and given an unparalleled and undeserved platform to lecture the West on its artistic accomplishments. He was a genius, like so many of his ilk, only in shaping ways of seeing.

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The Winter of Our Discontent

  

The industrial revolution wasn’t the beginning of our discontents. No, what Weber calls the disenchantment of the world begins further back, some say with Machiavelli, some say with Luther—in fact, both were probably required to break the incarnate medieval spell. In any case, those of us who have found ourselves on the Alt-Right have almost undoubtedly viscerally experienced the hollowed-out character of the age: for most of our lives, we’ve wandered through a dead world.

 

“The fate of our times is characterized by rationalization and intellectualization, and, above all, by the ‘disenchantment of the world.’ Precisely the ultimate and most sublime values have retreated from public life either into the transcendental realm of mystic life or into the brotherliness of direct and personal human relations.” —Max Weber, The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism

The industrial revolution wasn’t the beginning of our discontents. No, what Weber calls the disenchantment of the world begins further back, some say with Machiavelli, some say with Luther—in fact, both were probably required to break the incarnate medieval spell. In any case, those of us who have found ourselves on the Alt-Right have almost undoubtedly viscerally experienced the hollowed-out character of the age: for most of our lives, we’ve wandered through a dead world.

What Weber spoke of was summed up in Nietzsche’s famous proclamation: “God is dead.” We killed him. When the early moderns (Machiavelli, Bacon, Hobbes, Locke), decided that God was not coming to save mankind and that mankind must instead conquer nature to save itself, it embarked upon a seemingly splendid and glorious endeavor that finally resulted in flat-souled consumers. “Many have imagined republics and principalities which have never been seen or known to exist in reality…” Machiavelli’s famous break with the ancient philosophers and the Church was simply a foreshadowing of Nietzsche’s three words.

The phrase “the disenchantment of the world” made a comeback three years ago when former editor of First Things, Joseph Bottum, wrote a famous essay in which he essentially surrendered the culture war on the issue of same-sex marriage. In many ways, Bottum’s argument, confused as it was, was indisputably true: the culture war was lost anyway. His logic turned on the question of whether an understanding of natural law was even possible in our disenchanted world. Allow me to quote extensively from Bottum’s essay:

“Indeed, once the sexual revolution brought the Enlightenment to sex, demythologizing and disenchanting the Western understanding of sexual intercourse, the legal principles of equality and fairness were bound to win, as they have over the last decade: the only principles the culture has left with which to discuss topics such as marriage.”

Those consequences were, in essence, the stripping away of magic—the systematic elimination of metaphysical, spiritual, and mystical meanings. Science, Francis Bacon told us, could not advance in any other way. Real democracy, Diderot explained, would not arrive “until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.” When the Supreme Court gave us the infamous “mystery passage” in the 1992 abortion case Planned Parenthood v. Casey—“At the heart of liberty is the right to define one’s own concept of existence, of meaning, of the universe, and of the mystery of human life”—the justices were merely following out to its logical conclusion the great modern project of disenchantment.”

“The goal of the church today must primarily be the re-enchantment of reality.”

“We should not accept without a fight an essentially un-Catholic retreat from the public square to a lifeboat theology and the small communities of the saved that Alasdair MacIntyre predicted at the end of After Virtue (1981). But there are much better ways than opposing same-sex marriage for teaching the essential God-hauntedness, the enchantment, of the world—including massive investments in charity, the further evangelizing of Asia, a willingness to face martyrdom by preaching in countries where Christians are killed simply because they are Christians, and a church-wide effort to reinvigorate the beauty and the solemnity of the liturgy. Some Catholic intellectual figures will continue to explore the deep political-theory meanings manifest in the old forms of Christendom, and more power to them, but the rest of us should turn instead to more effective witness in the culture as it actually exists.”

I’m not ultimately interested in whether Bottum’s argument about whether natural law can be understood in the modern world is correct. His general analysis of our predicament seems nevertheless true.

There are various reactions to disenchantment: over the top romanticism, LARPing, existentialism in its various forms, neopaganism, traditional liturgical Christianity—all of these are more healthy than an embrace of decayed reality, but none seem to be enough to overcome the modern world. We pretend that we’re asleep, hoping to awaken to a midsummer night’s dream. But we’re awake. The dream isn’t coming. Nothing is coming.

And then there was 2016.

What is truly remarkable is that a project that many men and women, not to mention the oldest human institution on earth, have undertaken and failed to carry through over the past several centuries—the re-enchantment of reality—was made possible this year by Donald Trump and meme-making shitlords on the internet. It isn’t just that history began again on June 16th,2015—it isn’t that the past 18 months felt like a dizzying dream—it’s that slowly, and then all at once, reality felt real again. That’s the thing about enchantment: you feel more alive, and more real, not less. Both the natural and the supernatural world come alive. Each present moment is more pregnant with meaning and feeling. Time stands still and speeds up all at once. And so on.

Perhaps we needed something like a king to rouse us from our waking nightmare. Perhaps there’s no rational, non-supernatural explanation for it at all. But enchantment has returned. There may be no going back to a pre-Enlightened world, but for the first time in all our lives, there is hope for a new world, a time that is redeemed. We can look forward to 2017 with the renewed faith that in this brave new world, there will be time for you, time for me, and time for our people.

As Lawrence of Arabia said, “the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.” We often culturally appropriate Hertzl’s famous line, “If you will it, it is no dream.” But perhaps in 2016 we were given a gift: the gift of understanding that it takes more than will. It takes enchantment.

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Announcing: Homo Americanus

I’m very happy to announce that, in February of 2017, Radix will release the second, revised and expanded edition of Tomislav Sunic’s classic volume, Homo Americanus: A Child of the…

I’m very happy to announce that, in February of 2017, Radix will release the second, revised and expanded edition of Tomislav Sunic’s classic volume, Homo Americanus: A Child of the Postmodern Age. This edition is substantialy re-written and includes additional essays by Kevin MacDonald and Alain de Benoist.

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Homo Americans: A Child of the Postmodern Age
With Essays by Kevin MacDonald and Alain de Benoist
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Communism was a make-belief system, which, ironically, citizens never really believed in, and which everybody, including Communist party dignitaries, made fun of in private. Eventually, this mendacity spelled the death of the ideology and even the legitimacy of Communist states. In America, however, politicians and scholars, even the masses, passionately believe every word of democratic pablum.

The end of the Cold War was accompanied by the global triumph of the “American Way of Life,” not to mention the American-led financial system and global order. With Communism and Fascism in the dustbin, no one could question the legitimacy of such moral buzzards as “democracy,” “freedom,” “rights,” and “diversity.”

First published in 2006, and now substantially expanded and revised, Tomislav Sunic’s Homo Americanus: A Child of the Postmodern Age examines the history and “political theology” of America and Americanism—as well as their mirror reflections, Communism and “Anti-Americanism.” Today, millions of Americans pride themselves as living in a kind of universal nation, a place for all peoples; but Americanism has a peculiar history. The “Shining City on the Hill”—a favorite metaphor of Ronald Reagan, neoconservatives, and even Barack Obama—was first voiced by Puritan John Winthrop, who, before setting foot on land, declared the New World to be a New Jerusalem. Sunic interrogates this religious quality to American identity, and speculates as to the future of the American ideology in the multicultural 21st century.

Included in this volume are an introductory essay by Kevin MacDonald, on the Jewish experience in America, and a new essay by Alain de Benoist, detailing the perspective on America from the European New Right.

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The Alt Light Dilemma

The Daily Beast reports on the “Deploraball”/Baked Alaska/Cernovich controversy: These kinds of squabbles are typical of squishy revolutionaries, said Spencer, who has earned global condemnation for his hardline racist views….

The Daily Beast reports on the “Deploraball”/Baked Alaska/Cernovich controversy:

These kinds of squabbles are typical of squishy revolutionaries, said Spencer, who has earned global condemnation for his hardline racist views.

“The ‘Alt-Light’ faces a major problem,” Spencer wrote in an email to The Daily Beast. “People like Mike Cernovich and Milo don’t have an ideology; they don’t even really have policies that you can point to. They are Trump fans, who are vaguely conservative and a bit neocon-ish. They don’t like feminists and SJWs (social justice warriors); in other words, they pick the low-hanging fruit.

“The Alt-Light has also hitched its wagon to ‘free speech,’” he continued. “The catch is, there’s clearly some free speech they don’t like, particularly regarding race and Jewish activism and influence. In order for the Alt-Light to maintain its current position—playing footsie with the real Alt-Right and playing footsie with establishment conservatives—they are going to have to engage in thought-policing and disavows.”

Spencer said he supports Treadstone attending the Deplora-Ball but he himself will not be going.

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To Play a Prince

The Prince of Wales recently gave an interview to BBC Radio Four, during the course of which he made the hyperbolic and grandiloquent claim that the rise of populist government risks repeating the “horrors” of the Holocaust. The Prince, widely regarded as an intellectual mediocrity, remarked: “We are now seeing the rise of many populist groups across the world that are increasingly aggressive to those who adhere to a minority faith. All of this has deeply disturbing echoes of the dark days of the 1930s…My parents’ generation fought and died in a battle against intolerance, monstrous extremism and inhuman attempts to exterminate the Jewish population of Europe.” While Prince Charles did not mention Donald Trump by name, his address is almost certainly a veiled reference to the President-elect.

Editor’s Note: The Prince of Wales recently gave an interview to BBC Radio Four, during the course of which he made the hyperbolic and grandiloquent claim that the rise of populist government risks repeating the “horrors” of the Holocaust. The Prince, widely regarded as an intellectual mediocrity, remarked: “We are now seeing the rise of many populist groups across the world that are increasingly aggressive to those who adhere to a minority faith. All of this has deeply disturbing echoes of the dark days of the 1930s…My parents’ generation fought and died in a battle against intolerance, monstrous extremism and inhuman attempts to exterminate the Jewish population of Europe.” While Prince Charles did not mention Donald Trump by name, his address is almost certainly a veiled reference to the President-elect.

As well as dog-whistling to the metropolitan elite on Trump, Charles’s interview was also a grandiose panegyric to the ‘refugees’ currently swamping Europe. Oozing disapproval at increasingly hostile attitudes to migrants in the UK, Charles gasped: “That nearly 70 years later we should still be seeing such evil persecution is to me beyond all belief…We owe it to those who suffered and died so horribly not to repeat the horrors of the past.” He concluded his interview by urging his Christian listeners to remember “how the story of the Nativity unfolds with the fleeing of the holy family to escape violent persecution.”

These comments are a veritable compendium of the buzzwords and psychological traps of the hostile elite. Narratives of Jewish suffering, dizzying references to “right-wing extremism,” and simplified narratives of innocents fleeing “persecution” are all familiar features of what Jonathan Bowden described as the “European grammar of self-intolerance.” Their parroting by one of the most senior members of the British Royal Family is not insignificant. By way of response, Sam Dickson has issued the following perspicacious statement, which is so insightful and concise that it deserves wider coverage:

A problem with monarchy is that members of the Royal Family live in bubbles, and are not exposed to the real world. Prince Charles never experiences the race issue as we do. He’s never mugged by a Black. He doesn’t have to sit next to malodorous third world people on a subway in London. His family have never been ethnically cleansed out of their neighborhood.

He knows only what he has learned in the highly detached and theoretical world of “education,” really “catechization.” On the rare occasion that he meets a non-White he is surrounded by bodyguards and the non-White is in a subordinate, supplicating position, handing him flowers when he opens a hospital or christens a ship. Members of the Royal Family are not permitted to make statements on their own.
I have been surprised that Prince Charles got away with criticizing modern architecture. Jews feel a paternal, proprietary connection to modern architecture and are immediately, by instinct, suspicious of someone who expresses dislike toward it. He was criticized for ‘anti-Semitism’ explicitly because he opposed it.

Members of the Royal Family are not permitted to make statements on their own. In general, the Royal Family can only read aloud texts that are given to them by the incumbent government. But in Prince Charles’s case, I’m sure he really believes what he has said. It’s what he has heard all his life, and he has no frame of reference within which to evaluate it.

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The Spirit of Christmas

All was quiet in the trenches. For five months, they had been living in a hell the world had never seen before. Across the once-verdant fields of France and Belgium lay miles of dug out trenches, barbed wire, and the stamped out light of youth to never see home again.

Editor’s Note: This article originally was printed last Christmas

All was quiet in the trenches. For five months, they had been living in a hell the world had never seen before. Across the once-verdant fields of France and Belgium lay miles of dug out trenches, barbed wire, and the stamped out light of youth to never see home again.

The war came in August. It will be over by Christmas. At least that’s what the politicians say. Englishmen, Frenchmen, Russians, Germans, and Austrians to a man knew this to be true. At least it was when they left their homes all those bright, warm months ago.

Well, Christmas has come. No one was any closer to seeing his wife, his children, his home. Looking across the trenches, one could see lights burning, and what’s that? Singing.

The air was thick with frost and blood. Not unlike a thousand winters before it in the long history of our continent. But these were not songs of war that echoed across these Trojan plains. No, they were songs of warmth and brotherhood. One by one, the soldiers emerged. They tentatively walked across the no man’s land into what until only moments ago was certain death. Brother clasped brother, arms were shed, and the spirit of this most ancient of European days filled the air. There was singing, games, smoking, and all the manner of festive cheer that any German, Frenchman, or Englishman could muster.

This feeling of brotherhood was not to last forever. No, soon the orders came down and these children of Europa went back to the killing fields. To continue the first act in a long suicide. It was not until many years later that her children would know peace of any sort at all.

Today, over one hundred years on, her children face a new challenge. Perhaps her greatest in over a thousand years. She is facing invasion from without and a sickness unto death from within. Her “leaders” give speeches with subtitles in alien tongues, while her children are made homeless to make room for a new and strange people on her shores.

Europa’s women and children live in fear, perhaps for the first time in generations. Their virtue and indeed their very lives are threatened every day. Descendants of Vikings, of Romans, of Conquistadors now lie prostrate before the strange, abstract gods of our age.

The one thing that can’t be taken from us is who we are. We are the children of Europa. One hundred years ago, our grandfathers laid down their arms in brotherhood. Not because of some vague “brotherhood” of man, but due to the living tradition of the season that surrounds us.

As you read this, I hope you are holding your families and loved ones tight. Spare a moment to remember our ancestors who have gone before us, and look into the eyes of your children if you have them. It’s time to put away the petty squabbles and endless feuds that have divided us for centuries. After all, we are all the extended family of Europa.

The spirit of Christmas, or Yule, or however you wish to call it engulfs us. It would be wise to keep the flame of unity shown on those old fields of battle burning throughout the year. Frenchmen, Englishmen, Germans, Russians, Spaniards, Italians, and yes, even Americans must keep the fire burning. Because a dark winter awaits if we don’t.

Merry Christmas, and may we prevail!

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Frank Sweeney: An Enemy of Freedom

Yesterday, Whitefish City Councilman Frank Sweeney offered us this pearl of wisdom: Why anybody would think it’s OK to treat another human being like that is beyond me,” [Councilman Frank]…

Yesterday, Whitefish City Councilman Frank Sweeney offered us this pearl of wisdom:

Why anybody would think it’s OK to treat another human being like that is beyond me,” [Councilman Frank] Sweeney says of such images. “We fought a world war over this kind of anti-Semitism.”

Sweeney is concerned that a designated victim group in town might be subjected to mean tweeting, or even (gasp) images of a smirking frog, after The Daily Stormer’s troll armies descended on Whitefish. To think that more than 60 million people died, only to see intolerant memeing continue!

In all seriousness, let’s remember that over this past month, I was subjected to doxing and threats of physical violence by an erstwhile Politico Editor, and more death threats sent via email, text, and social media than I can count. My mother—who’s apolitical and unconnected with my ideology—was subjected to what can only be described as an attempted shakedown, a form of vicarious punishment at the hands of a nasty local realtor named Tanya Gersh.

Don’t worry, I’ll survive, and so will my mom, but it’s revealing just how little Frank Sweeney cares about us, for he hasn’t uttered a word in protest. There is a hierarchy of victims, and my mom and I don’t even qualify.

Sweeney claims that the current scandal “seems to be centered around a business, but I don’t think it is. It’s whether Richard Spencer and the alt-right have a presence in town.”

Not really, Frank.

I’ve never made a secret about the fact that I spend many months in Whitefish, a beautiful ski town in the Flathead Valley. But I’ve also never done anything public here, other than getting interviewed by some journalists over the summer. I’ve certainly never involved myself in local politics. The only reason I’m actively discussing Whitefish now is because my mother was attacked, and that is also the sole reason why The Daily Stormer is messaging locals.

As City Councilor, Frank’s job is to regulate sidewalks and trash collection and the like. He has absolutely no authority to express opinions regarding where I choose to live. And the notion that I would move to please someone as insignificant as himself is laughable. (Sorry, I’m not going anywhere, Frank.)

I’ve been aware of this puritanical individual for some time. Back in 2014, after I had been jailed in Budapest for hosting a conference, some local Rabbis involved with the Orwellian-named group “Love Lives Here” urged the Whitefish City Council to enact a “No Hate” ordinance, which would have made it illegal for anyone to “do business” with me or any organization I’m involved with. I’m not sure what this would have meant . . . or how such a law could have been enforced . . . but it would have been a comically obvious violation of the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.

The Flathead Beacon, from November 18, 2014:

[D]ozens of Whitefish residents banded together and packed the council chambers Monday night, urging council members to enact an ordinance barring hate-group activities in the community. Organized by civil rights activist and local Rabbi Allen Secher, and his wife, Ina Albert, the residents offered emotional testimony in an effort to “pass a no-hate ordinance so that hate organizations cannot do business in our town,” Albert said.

Kyle Bristow of The Foundation for the Marketplace of Ideas (donate to them) issued a Freedom of Information Act request and was able to obtain emails about the event. From these, we learned that City Councilman Frank Sweeney was in contact with the Southern Poverty Law Center and was actively trying to craft such legislation. In other words, after the Rabbis Secher and Albert made a request, Frank sprung into action.

From:> Frank Sweeney
To: Rosi Smith, Southern Poverty Law Center
Date: November 19, 2014

I am requesting assistance in drafting a ‘no hate’ ordinance in response to Richard Spencer and his National Policy Institute. I am a sitting City Councilor in Whitefish, MT where Mr. Spencer is a part time resident and has issued several of his diatribes from our fair city.

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I almost wish little Frank had gone through with it, as it would have launched an important legal fight—which he would have lost in humiliating fashion. But instead, the Whitefish City Attorney, Mary VanBuskirk, wisely advised against any kind of ordinance. (I spoke with Ms. VanBuskirk, and she impressed me as an intelligent and down-to-earth woman, a stark contrast to Frank.) In the end, the town council issued a non-binding “resolution” in favor of diversity, which I actually publicly endorsed.

Sweeney might want to present himself as the brave defender of freedom—at a recent City Council Meeting, he read aloud the words of Evan McMullin—but in reality, he is nothing less than an enemy of civilization. In his way, he’s a typical Boomer Cuck, who signals his righteousness to minority “victims” by attacking White people they deem “racist.”

I’m happy to say that Frank’s true nature is no longer a secret.

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Christmas in Berlin

Germany’s Manuel Ochsenreiter joins Richard to discuss the geopolitical background and implication of the Hugo-Boss-clad assassin in Turkey and the ISIS attack on a Christmas market in Berlin.

Germany’s Manuel Ochsenreiter joins Richard to discuss the geopolitical background and implication of the Hugo-Boss-clad assassin in Turkey and the ISIS attack on a Christmas market in Berlin.

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