Enough

No country in the western world is as much of a mess and disgrace as Canada is.

Its equally heartbreaking as it is infuriating to see it reduced to this astonishing level of embarrassment from top to bottom.

The authority figures must be mercilessly, unforgivingly challenged and opposed at every inch. Every political party and very institution are ideologically captured by the same spirit of self serving malevolence and weakness.

The fundamental character and constitution (or lack of) of these authority figures must be pulled out of the soil of society by its roots and rejected wholeheartedly with the passion of religious fanaticism if there is to be any hope for a future resembling human dignity.

There are no legal or democratic avenues that exist that would enable popular public sentiment to be considered, much less implemented. Anyone that does not conform to the established “way” is excluded. Dissenters are jailed, bankrupted and destroyed by the state while the self serving parasites in the media look away and provide excuses for their lords, as they always have done.

The Canadian public at large, particularly the working class are not represented whatsoever by our political class and our courts are ideologically captured.

Working towards the long term objective of popular cultural revolution is the only mechanism that could provide relief to the Canadian people. Anything less is a dead end of an effort that will be compromised, cracked and disintegrated by the corrosive attitudes of weakness that permeate our society.

More than ever are aware of this predicament and in time, even the boomer conservatives will be forced begrudgingly to admit that we have been correct in our assessment and we welcome their eventual and inevitable inclusion.

There is no political solution.

The solution is a cultural shift with strength enough not to ask politely, but force its way to the forefront and make no apologies for whoever and whatever it crushes in its path to doing so.

Our existence is at stake and I will make no compromises with those who threaten the safety and happiness that our children, family and friends deserve by birthright.

In the very near future, I will be formally establishing a men’s nationalist organization aimed at preserving our identity and right not just to exist in our own home but to embody and dominate it as it's rightful sons. Work on this effort has been ongoing for months with dozens of trusted individuals.

I, as much as anyone else, have days where I wish I could just leave all of this alone and simply go home. The problem is that home no longer exists, and I would prefer to struggle with a death grip on shattered remnants in hopes of eventual repair than to quietly die off in a ditch so that it can be handed off to India and Pakistan.

There are three things you can count on in this life. Death, the sun and stars, and the immutable stubborn ferocity of a Scotsman that's digested too many lies.