THE STATE OF THE EMPIRE

Irons in the fire

His Majesty inspects the troops of his Honor-Dag guard regiment. CSIS will use this photo and caption to supplement a budget increase request.

I have not posted here as often as I would have liked but as many of you are aware and I’m sure understand - we’ve been busy bees.

First I must thank all of you for your continued support and encouragement. I was surprised to see the numbers here on substack were far higher than I would have guessed amidst my sporadic and infrequent uploads. We’ve had many irons in the fire contending with numerous issues and tasks like battling a giant hydra made of communism, mental illness and oversized clown noses.

Most notably I am pleased to confirm that though the lawfare persecution of myself has not quite finished and I anticipate there will be more bombs thrown my way in the future - four of the five cases against me across three different provinces in the nation have been decisively defeated.

Of a total twenty three criminal charges and indictments against me, nineteen have been struck down with only four remaining for both Morgan and myself. We expect that matter to be resolved soon as trial is scheduled for this coming June. Considering the conduct of the previous four cases I’ve dealt through and their… “unusual” circumstances to quote one of the judges, I’m not confident the state will allow us a trial in this instance to prove our innocence either.

It would certainly have been quite terrible for the credibility and authority of the RCMP to have the tanker ship worth of ammunition I possessed against them deployed in open court like witness intimidation, burying and obfuscation of evidence, manipulation and outright lying under oath, potentially planting evidence, unlawful seizure of property and much more.

I declared my innocence from the outset as this was not a typical and sane prosecution of legal authority but rather a politically driven vendetta against me for my criticisms and activism against the federal state and police. Their conduct has been abhorrent and dishonors all of Canada past and present with no sign of turning back anytime soon.

You would think with an average conviction rate in Canada of 50-64% and after news outlets across the nation took to participating in the slimy underhanded character attack on myself, a combat veteran with no criminal record and nothing but a ferocious passion for his people, there would be something resembling a correcting of the record.

Unsurprisingly, none will be forthcoming. None is needed, however, since the support of this community and around the country has been unwavering and only increasing as their obvious lies and foolishly childish attempts to silence me have fallen flatter than a cheap tire and blown up in their face.

Another ‘terrorist’ apprehended by heroes that make sure our multimillionaire politicians feel safe from criticism as the working class are priced out of housing and groceries.

I can only fantasize and imagine how cripplingly humiliating it is for the Governments security experts to be outfoxed by an Infantry NCO with a two hundred dollar microphone in his basement and a goat figurine but this is Canada - the quintessential unserious larp country. What I’d always suspected but hoped was too cynical to be true, was indeed true.

The people managing this country are embarrassingly inept and unprofessional. How is everyone feeling about being the laughing stock of the world, the butt of jokes and held up as the prime example of how NOT to function in every capacity of failure from law enforcement, military management, legislation, economic ruin, exploding homelessness, unprecedented migrant crime waves and out of control explosion in toxic drug proliferation but not to worry - the Canadian police suggest simply leaving your keys out readily available for would be armed home invaders as a peace offering so they wont break in and kill your family.

Canada has never been worse.

Never.

Darker still, our friends at the Center for Israeli and Jewish Affairs are enthusiastically cheerleading the Jewish supremacist efforts of Anti-Hate contributors Richard Warman and Bernie Farber to have legislation enshrined in law that would see people like myself and many others jailed for up to twenty five years for talking, massive life destroying fines and even pre-crime judgements where a victim may be subjected to house arrest or worse because it is “believed they will commit an offense in the future.”

They didn’t take me seriously and laughed the first time I declared it, but I must remind these sniveling insects that my resolve is infinite.

Infinite means infinite, devils.

Every shove and slight is returned two fold. Since the hysterical effeminate emergency addicts in Ottawa have felt it necessary to explore options like full nineteen eighty four soviet big brother state surveillance and censorship complete with gulag sentencing simply for content on not just the internet they don’t approve of but also posting stickers, flyers, signage and yes, even telegraph communications (morse code!) fall under this comically neurotic reaction- it now has become necessary to finally at long last rally the troops and hit the road to engage with all of you.

Face to face.

It’s always been my ambition to bring the show on the road and provide an in person experience. On the one hand it is an intimidating and frightening prospect on the account that I have no idea what I’m doing. On the other, that feeling of having no idea what I am doing has preceded everything in my life I have ever accomplished that was worth pursuing.

This coming July, Morgan and I will be hitting the road to pick up Derek Harrison and Alex Vriend, two of my closest and most trusted friends and fellow ‘terrorists’ to host events from the Pacific coast to the Atlantic. We look forward to meeting and entertaining as many of these wonderful people as we can cram into a month long schedule as we can. I could not have possibly overcome the challenges of the past years without the love and support out there. The least I can do is come to your town and give the police something to do besides ignoring migrant crime waves and separating different warring ethnic factions that have nothing to do with Canada. They can provide ERT teams and overtime pay to officers to sit around on standby because some white guys are talking and making jokes and having fun.

You cops certainly owe me for the amount of stress and risk free overtime I’ve somehow justified in giving you. I understand that it “paid for your pool!” but a little gratitude would be nice. You’re welcome - now hurry up and make with the return of my property you unjustly confiscated from my family home, at once! Or we’ll send you back out there to find actual terrorists and you’ll have to do real work again. Just say thank you and beat it.

Morgan and crew are diligently are working on tour logistics, dates, venues and so on and I must thank everyone involved for their efforts. Your belief in us is as humbling as it is empowering. Updates and specifics, tickets etc will be provided in the coming months as we edge closer to the summer and nail down objectives. See you in July!

The Canadian “Red Ensign” was the nations flag until 1965, denoting the founding peoples of the nation. Pioneers came From England, Scotland, Ireland and France as represented on this crest with British Union Jack, top left.

Meanwhile, as fun as Diagolon is, I have more than suggested at the idea that another more serious project is in play. If you’ve read this far or are of any like mind to our community it will be of no surprise to you the increasingly worrying situation we as Canadians have found ourselves in.

Simply put, no one is coming to save us.

No political party, institution, organization or even influential celebrity figure exists from Vancouver to Newfoundland that I’m aware of is in the business of speaking for and defending the interests and well being of the actual Canadian population that is being rapidly supplanted by India, South America, Africa, the Middle east etc.

”Diversity is a strength!”

”We need the cooks and restaurants!”

”Think of the food!”

”Doctors and engineers!”

We’ve heard all the tropes and slogans. Unfortunately for their inventors, we also possess eyes and ears and the still functioning brains God has given us and we can plainly observe none of these things are even remotely true. In fact, mass migration is without equal in the destructive forces unraveling this country faster than the Leafs can choke and throw a playoff series.

As the native sons of this land, the living legacy and representatives of our fathers, grandfathers and beyond it falls to us to fill this vacancy. We alone must stand together and be recognized as the rightful inhabitants and heirs of the nation they struggled so magnificently to build, preserve and maintain for their kin and progeny.

The reason so many men are left looking around left and right for who is supposed to be fighting for them and can’t locate anyone is because they themselves are those men.

The work continues slowly but progress is being made. I am as anxious to see results and get moving as the next man but I have also learned the wisdom of measuring twice and cutting once. If anything is worth doing, it’s worth doing right.

In the near future we aim to establish the single largest organized club dedicated to representing and preserving the Canadian identity in the nation. It’s an ambitious and dangerous prospect. We fully expect our enemies to attack us in all the usual ways we’ve become accustomed to as well as new and more aggressive manners. We know this, and have decided to march forward anyway.

There is no one out there representing us. More importantly, when I look upon my young sons and daughter, no one is representing them.

I shudder to think of a future where no one stood, no one spoke and none dared lift their chin and mouthed the word “No.” I simply could not live with the shame and guilt of knowing I could have tried a little harder, pushed a little futher, squeezed a little tighter and the opportunity passed by, forever.

In fact, the future I envision is not one where the beautiful souls of our men and women are able to meekly lift their chins and eek out the word no in the face of our continued abuse.

Instead, they will proudly stand shoulder to shoulder as the family we were meant to be, chin up, chest out with a raised fist calling back to our ancestors that braved the struggles of England, Scotland, Ireland and France, the famines, the predators, the diseases, the wars, the disasters, all of this from then to now - to our enemies that demand we accept the dying of the light and lay down for a long sleep;

Fuck you. Make me.

”Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”




-JM


(I dedicate this to Rocky Florio, who passed away a number of days ago, far from home and all the others we’ve lost too soon. Too many good men dropped flat and abandoned by their own people. We’ll miss you, you maniac. I hope you have finally found peace from your demons. Until we meet again in Elysium, friend. Pro Patria.)

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