The Only Ones

While responding to a comment on one of his recent posts, Z Man made this observation:

I’ve noticed how whites will light up when talking about their black friend, who is really nice and smart. There’s some itch being scratched there. Whites are the only missionary people, so there must be something biological at work.

“Whites are the only missionary people. This is worth pondering. The next time one of your churchian friends starts running his pie-hole about how the church in China or Africa is thriving and booming, ask him how many missions projects these churches have going, and to whom.

The fact is, the only missionary work the Chinese or the Africans do is with and to their own people.

Now, what does this imply?

It implies that they see no burden on themselves to reach out to other races, cultures, nations. It also implies that they do see the burden of missions work as legitimately resting upon white Christians and nations alone.

So do they see themselves as legitimate churches? If so, how do they justify this mindset. If not, why are the churchian gerbils so enthusiastic about their Orc “brothers and sisters in Christ?”

 

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I know a pastor who leads a large metropolitan congregation. His family line traces back to Norway.

Reading the Z Man’s blog recently, I enjoyed in a grim way his descriptions of how the Africans have invaded the once-beautiful country. The description made me think of this pastor, so I decided to call him up.

After the catching-up phase of the chat, I asked the pastor if he’d been back to Norway in recent years, and he said that yes, he had. So I asked him what he thought of his people being supplanted by battalions of Buckwheats. His response was what Ian Fleming would have called “coldly furious.”

“I’m not like you, Kirk” he snapped. “I don’t obsess about race or ethnicity. I care about one thing. Sharing the gospel.”

This is a very common refrain I hear from churchcucks. I just want to share the gospel.

“But what does that mean?” I asked him. “If someone pointed out to you that Presbyterians are, per capita, shown to be more prone to buggering goats than the rest of the population, you wouldn’t find that interesting? Significant? Troublesome? Would you respond by saying that you don’t care who fucks a goat, you just want to share the gospel? What does ‘sharing the gospel’ have to do with the realities of what’s happening to your father’s old stomping grounds?”

“You can fix the blame or you can fix the problem,” he said.

“But how does blathering about ‘sharing the gospel’ solve the problem of your ancestral home being taken over by people who demonstrably hate your people? What does the gospel have to do with your own people being displaced, and hunted and hounded and victimized by the people doing the displacing?”

“Okay, Kirk, I see your schtick. You’re not drawing me into this kind of discussion.” And within a minute, he ended the call.

So this is what you’re up against, You Who Remain In The Pews. These pastors will never stand up for you. They will never tell you the truth. Hell, they can’t even see the truth, much less speak it. They are useful idiots. They are blind men, and if you’re allowing them to lead you, if you’re one of those who keeps insisting that it’s God’s will that you stay subservient to the institutional church, well…enjoy your trip to the ditch. You’re gonna be staying there for a long time.

Paid pastors are worthless parasites. They are not your friend. They are not God’s anointed. They are not holy men, nor are they wise, nor are they special. They are whores. And like whores, they do not love the fools who pay them to fuck them.

Get out of the institutional church. Stop paying these leeches to tell you lies.

Silent Pastors

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Remember the Covington Boys? Remember how the pastors and clergy piled on in the immediate aftermath of the incident, calling for the boys to be expelled and even criminally prosecuted? And remember how silent these same pulpiteer parasites were when the facts came out and they realized they’d spoken about a matter before hearing it?

Well, here’s a charming story about three sub-human beasts running a fight club with dementia patients in a Winston-Salem NC nursing home. I want you to read it, and I want you to think about your parents or grandparents being treated like this.

If the three women were white and the dementia patients were black….well, you know the rest of that tired old statement, don’t you? And I’m sure the media will end up referring to the three animals as “Scots-Irish.”

Where is the outrage from the pastors in the USA, or how about just the South? Where are their sputtering pronouncements, their condemnations?

If you are sitting in a pew and paying a tithe so that one of these silent cowards can live a life of ease, reading books for a living while you sweat it out on your job, you are deluded. I was once one of you, so I can say this with authority. Get out from under the phony authority of these popinjays. You do not need them. Gather with friends and fellowship like the early church did. Stop contributing to the professional clergy class. They are worse than useless. They contribute to the weakness and degradation of our people.

Or at the very least, ask your pastor why he’s silent when disgusting crimes like this happen. I’m sure he’ll have a bible verse for you.

Happy Columbus Day

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Remember to look around you today, at this American world in which you live, and note that the ignorant, violent, bestial savages around you are very little changed from the time the great explorer Columbus set sail.

Remember that the benefits you enjoy flow directly from the God-given talents and efforts of men like Columbus, Western European men. None of them are traceable to the infantile pawings of the nonwhite races.

Christopher Columbus would have killed any of today’s pastors had he encountered them. He would have seen them as dangerous and malign as any painted, spear-toting red man.

Never forget your heritage. The forces of evil are trying even now to rewrite and to obliterate your history. You may not be able to prevent them from toppling a statue in the park, but you can prevent them from erecting one in your heart.

In your heart, be forever defiant and unbowed. Play the game you have to play, but never let your heart and mind be taken captive, especially by the parasites called pastors. They will teach you to hate your heritage if you allow them.

Happy Columbus Day!

Living in the Myths of Thyme

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Me: I’d rather live in a region boasting of 100% non-Christian white people than in an area with 50% nonwhite Christians and 50% white Christians.

Earnest Churchian: But surely you’d rather live in a Christian community! What if the nonwhite Christians were remarkably devout and pious and godly and moral?

Me: Show me these mythical holy nonwhite Christians of whom you speak. Show me one community where I can see and observe them firsthand. None of this “the church in China and Africa is thriving” thirdhand shit. Show me.

Earnest Churchian: I will pray for you, and that you repent of your hatred, your pride, and your contentiousness.

Endangered

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Whites seem congenitally unable to understand that they are being targeted because they are white, not because they are “Christian.” People like Jim Goad are making this point with some regularity. No one gets fired because they’re Christian. Christians are allowed to broadcast on tv, radio, the internet, and in any other medium they choose. And this is tolerated. Doesn’t that tell you something?

On the other hand, people get fired and get their lives ruined because they are white and because they refuse to roll over and commit suicide. White Christians cannot fathom this.

White Christians cannot fathom this.

Christians say they believe in eternal life, but their actions betray their true beliefs. They are afraid this life is all there is, so they cling to it and protect it even when they should be fighting. Most white Christians will put up their hands if Orcs break into their homes and threaten their families. The old “maybe the crocodile will eat me last” schtick.

The thing is, we’re in danger of being exterminated. “We” being white people.

A particular species — the gray wolf, for example — may at some point go extinct. Such species are probably unaware that their numbers are dwindling and that another species is out there, hunting them and bent on their destruction. What they do is live their lives, protect their mates and cubs, patrol their land, kill, eat, sleep, and watch.

What they do not do is stand passively when something or someone threatens something precious to them. Creatures like the wolf will throw themselves completely into battle when this occurs, heedless of whether they lose their own lives.

“Are you saying we should be suicidal and self-destructive, Kirk????” they all shrieked in unison.

Never mind, churchyboys. Go sing your hymns. I’m sure it’ll all work out. At least you can tell yourself that you’re more pious than the unwashed Yellow Vesties in France.

~ Kirk

Frame Rate

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It’s so insidious, isn’t it?

We live our lives vicariously through movies. Yes, even you.

The ultra-serious chemical engineer with whom you attend church? There are certain movies he watches when he needs an emotional or spiritual booster shot.

The pedantic nerd whom everyone calls “Pastor” or “Reverend?” He can recite all the dialogue in two or three favorite movies, the ones he relies on to refocus when reality begins to erode his sense of self.

Generations ago, young people were cautioned about wasting their time reading novels. “Fiction is not real life. It dissipates the soul.” But no one warns anyone about movies. Oh, certainly, certain types of movies are verboten, at least officially. But to proscribe watching movies in toto would be like requiring ruffled collars and silk knee hose on businessmen. It’s simply not going to be done. By anyone.

Pastors love movies.

I know a pastor who has watched every Daniel Craig James Bond movie ever made. He knows those movies better than he knows the book of Ephesians. I know a pastor who has watched the Narnia movies repeatedly through the years the way Rocky runs up steps or chases chickens (did you enjoy the movie reference?). I know a pastor who confided to me that he considers the Cruise/McGillis love scene in Top Gun to be one of the most beautiful moments in cinematic history. Yes, he really did.

Can you imagine the movies that top the favorites lists of people like Tim Keller, or Doug Wilson, or John Piper? It is to barf.

The thing about movies is that they affect the way we live our lives. Men now see themselves not as individual souls in the battle of life, but rather as the stars of their own live movie. Men see camera angles on themselves. They anticipate plot developments. They see themselves through how other people are looking at them, watching them. They have soundtracks for certain moods, and hissing interior silence for others.

Men do not question or even think about the fact that they have ceded their own lives to some director or directors they’ve never met. Directors they’ll never meet.

Men watch movies and immediately become the protagonist, especially if he’s dangerous or edgy or an antihero. Curiously, they never see themselves as the bit-part player who portrays the janitor or the clerk. No, the guy watching the movie is always the star of his own movie.

Why are movies so easily available but the chance to see a great opera or symphony is a challenge? How many hours in your lifetime have you spent watching movies? Oh, to have those hours back…

~ Kirk

The Book of (((Ruth)))

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Prayer is never more efficacious than when it’s appropriate. And this is an appropriate prayer:

O God of Justice,

Hear now this prayer, this holy entreaty that you would take the life of Ruth Bader Ginsburg. You granted her a season of life, and she has used her time in this world and in this age to seek and cause harm to my people, to bring about the destruction of our culture, our beliefs, our physical lives, and our heritage.

Strike down this woman, whose heart is so clearly revealed in her countenance, O Ancient of Days. Cast her away from the living and into the realm of the dead. And raise up a replacement on the United States Supreme Court, a replacement as far removed is as the east is from the west, a replacement who will judge justly and righteously. 

Send your angel of death to Ruth Bader Ginsburg this very night, O God. Let her be removed from the face of the earth, and let her deeds be buried in the dust of time, and let her legacy be as ashes and spiderwebs. 

May You be glorified in the utterance of this prayer, which is offered in the name of Him Whom the Jews hated and put to death.

Amen.

~ Kirk

That Which Is Allowed

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Ah, the midterm elections….

Someone once said to me, “If voting made any real difference at all, the wicked ones who are in power would never, ever allow us to vote.” I suspect he had a point.

Jaded as I am, I still allowed myself to get caught up in the desire to see Hillary Clinton defeated and humiliated. I went to bed on Election Night believing that Mr. Trump had lost the election, and I awoke the next morning awash in dread. I can still remember how it felt to learn that Donald J. Trump would be my next President, and that the ugly hag had been cast down.

But in the two years since then, I have regularly chastised myself for allowing myself to hope. Bombings in Syria, the Wall not built, praising the perfidious Jews constantly, the Wall not built, physical attacks on those on the Right and the Alt-Right unanswered, the Wall not built, the Muller masquerade dragging on and on, the Wall not built, the disgrace of what was done to Justice Kavanaugh and not a soul prosecuted or even indicted, the Wall not built, the swamp undrained, the Wall not built, Clinton and Comey and so many others still not indicted, the Wall not built, let’s move the capital of the place they call Israel to Jerusalem, but let’s not build the Wall. Oh, and let’s not forget the caravan. The caravan that’s moving inexorably north towards our wall-less southern border. Lots of tough talk about telling the troops to consider rock-throwers as equivalent to rifle-aimers….but….Mr. Trump also said we’re building tent cities for the invaders. Tent cities on our soil. This means he’s already decided to let them cross the border onto our soil. And we’re to believe that they won’t be staying?

No, sorry. I don’t think I want to get fooled again. There is no wall. There will be no stopping the caravan of invaders. The words are just words. They mean nothing. I won’t watch or listen to the midterm election results. I simply don’t care anymore.

But hell’s bells….just look at me digressing! Someone once said to me, “If voting made any real difference at all, the wicked ones who are in power would never, ever allow us to vote.” And you know what that reminds me of? It reminds me of something a friend of mine said to me today. He said, “If the Bible is really beneficial to white Christians, why would the Jews ever allow us to have it?” He went on to elaborate: “If the Bible is so readily available, why wouldn’t we at least suspect that the Jews have tampered with it?”

Very good questions.

Some years ago, I did a little research. I checked into the names of the board of directors of the major Christian publishing houses and Bible publishing houses. Would you like to guess what sort of, um, ethnicity is represented on every single one of those boards?

Ah, yes….it must be because they are the Chosen Ones, and bring a perspective to the Johnny-Come-Latelys of Christianity. Even though they openly admit they hate and revile Christ the Lord, we should give them a hand in editing and approving our holy book. Makes sense, sure.

To the churchians who will squeal at these observations….are you that sure that your bible hasn’t been tampered with? Adulterated? Tainted? Skewed?

If it’s such a dangerous book to the devil and his children, why is the Bible so easily available?

I’m sure I’m just being paranoid.

Happy Mid-Terms, people.

~ Kirk