My
views on race.
Julian Lee
Dedicated to the White Europeans in All Their Kinds
Once
long ago I heard a talk by a Native American Indian.
As a young man I was a seeker of truth and willing to look for
it any place,
and I could hear truth in his talk.
He was telling an old Oglala Sioux
"medicine tale" or teaching story about the world. It stated that the
Creator created four races and gave to each a special power or
"medicine."
To the Whites, he said, the Creator gave the power of Fire.
To the Yellow he gave the power of Air.
To the Black race he gave the power of Water.
And of course, including themselves in their own Myth (as all people
have the right to do since the world is just themselves, projected) the
"Red man" was given the "power of Earth."
I listed Fire first because fire is the most dramatic and showy.
I listed Earth last because earth is the most humble and enduring.
He said that the creator intended that these races would develop the
particular knowledge related to these elements, then somewhere at the
end of a cycle, share with each other the knowledge and powers they had
uncovered.
I heard this Oglala Sioux "medicine story" three decades ago, and I
have turned it over in my mind all that time, finding increasing truth
in it. The more time has passed, and the more I have turned it over in
my mind, the more truth I have seen in it. The Indian shamans knew
things. Another Oglala Sioux "medicine tale," the "Story of Jumping Mouse,"
contains arcane knowledge about the inner spiritual
territory only
understood by Yogic adepts and the highest Christian saints.
As an
astrologer it is easy for me to get significances from these elements.
It is also easy to see their connection to these races.
Whites
indeed became the masters of fire. Think about it. We are the
ones
who penetrated how to melt stone ores using fire. With the hard metals
created we dramatically changed our environment, from cookware to tools
to swords and weapons then finally all manner of machine. One of our
machines that changed the world the most -- the automobile -- is
created by fire (the melting of ores) and it actually has a fire-box
inside of it to power it, in which fiery explosions are going on
continuously and rapidly. Electricity is also an aspect of fire, and we
discovered and mastered the use of it, affecting our world (then that
of others), further still. It is easy to see how we are masters of
fire. And as if Nature wanted to give a broad hint that we are
the
race of fire She placed uniquely in our midst a rare creature that only
we produce: The Viking-headed, porcelain-skinned visage of the
red-headed woman.
One
of them, the daughter of Leif Ericsson, captained a ship and helped
populate a small continent. And what is it often heard about one, or
another, of our red-headed women?
She doth have a fiery spirit.
(I know about it. One blazed forth from my own Norwegian bones.)
The red-headed woman among us is nature telling us true that
we are the people of fire.
And there is more to fire. As a White man, I know a bit more about it.
Thus I will come back to this later.
The "Air" element bestowed on
the Asian race is also easy for me to see. In astrology Air is
associated with mind, intellect, and knowledge.
I
am a student
of the philosophies and religions that emanate from the eastern
peoples, including the richness of texts like the Yoga-Sutras, the
Upanishads, and the extraordinarily brilliant philosophy of
non-dualistic Vedanta from India. I am also aware of the sophistication
of the Buddhist teachings about the nature of reality. The Indian
Yoga-Vasistha, reported to be the world's longest scripture, imparts a
vision of truth so vast that the mind, within moments of reading
its simple prose, is quieted just by sinking into its
vastness. It is
easy for
me to say that one can throw all our philosophers into the barrel of
water that is eastern scripture and philosophy and it would just make a
"plunk" sound and be quickly covered up -- so vast is the mental plane
of the Asian religions and philosophy. Texts, philosophy, metaphysics,
scriptures, intellect -- these are all things of Air. In seeming
correspondence with this Indian medicine tale, we find out
that Asians have a higher average I.Q. than White Europeans.
Long Live the White Europeans.
Then let us arrive at
the black race. When I think about the Oglala Sioux tale in which the
Black race receives water, I am always moved. For it is easy here,
again, to see what is meant and to see the truth of their myth. (Myths
are inner truths projected outward.) In astrology, and in other
metaphysical systems, water is prominently associated with these three
things: Emotion, intuition, and spirit.
Whites are more self-controlled and
rational. By comparison, the Black is basically emotional.
You could say he has emotional richness. I
believe the emotional nature of Blacks is the core cause of
frequent White fascination with Blacks. As all things seen
without
are just aspects of yourself, the Black emotionality presents to Whites
their own emotional potential, which in the path of development we
chose, we placed more under control. That freer, closer-to-the-surface
emotional
quality of blacks is a teacher and reminder to Whites of their own
more controlled and disciplined feeling
capacity.
Water is also a feminine element,
and thus blacks have a feminine quality. This
is not in a degenerative sense. The feminine is emotional, nurturing, intuitive, and empathetic. I have found in my
encounters with the older variety of American black male. No matter how manly,
scrappy,
or strong they seem to have some kind of uncanny mother-like quality. That can be attributed to
the basic feminine quality of this Water element. And which race
cuts the figure of "mother" more conically
than the
Black woman? And this Oglala Sioux medicine keeps on "working" further...
Water
is the element of mysticism and intuitive perception. To understand
what this means relative to Blacks, one
need only read "Of Water and the Spirit." This book recounts the
everyday life of a west African tribe in the untouched and natural
state before contact with the Jesuits. The level of mysticism
and
intuitive perception that played out in the everyday life of the tribe
was something truly astounding and unknown to White culture. As noted,
Blacks seem in possession of their emotion and
feelings.
With feeling's relationship to intuition and spirit,
this verges
into further realms for them into the realm of spiritual perception.
This
has significance in religion and the approach to God. In Hindu
religious terms Blacks
are natural "bhaktas." "Bhakti-yoga" is the approach to God
that is emotional and directs the feelings to God. The blacks gave a
gift, in a true way, to the Southern Christian churches by showing them
that emotional or bhakti approach to God and worship, now very present
in southern religious movements ("Charismatics," etc.) that are
primarily White. Blacks, as it were, showed the Whites of the south the
emotional approach to God that faded out with the fading of the
Catholic saints of Europe. It could be said that by gifting the
Southern slaves with the morality and discipline of
their Christianity, the
Blacks repaid them by showing the southern Whites the true
essence of religion and the best of Christianity: The devotional
attitude toward God. This will have significance in White religion for
perhaps eons to come.
Again,
because
Whites are subdued in emotion and hew to intellect, the emotional
approach Blacks take to Christianity has fascinated, attracted, and
finally influenced them. It's perhaps a significant sign that in the
1960's, struggling to fashion for themselves a robustly positive racial
identity, Blacks claimed a certain adjective for themselves. It was
one whites somehow easily approved of: The word was
"soul." Just recently I heard a black male having an argument with his
black girlfriend and noticed some new lexicon. He said to her "Can you fill me?" I realized the word was "feel" -- he was asking "Can you feel me."
In
astrology the soul -- along with its connotations of spiritual
knowledge and intuition -- is indeed associated with water and water
houses, especially the 12th House. In astrological terms Malidoma
Some's tale of his tribe, and the way they lived, can most succinctly
be described as "12th House" life. Their daily lives was completely
merged with; completely interactive with the astral realm: These
Africans in their natural state were merged in
dream.
Not that Whites don't have
their own White Soul, because they do. (Give me the White soul of
Vaughn Williams' "Lark Ascending"!) But our instinct, and it is
a true one, is that the emotions are the fuller part of the soul, and
Blacks show us that.
It
is because of the strong "water" element in blacks that we have the
phenomenon, in our literature and entertainment, of the black
emotional guru, an intimate to a White man who advises him. We
see a classic version of this black archetype in the South
African
comedy "The
Gods must be crazy." A black "Man Friday" and mechanic regularly speaks
to the the highly rational, skilled and serviceful White man
about
his
emotional life, helping the very proper and self-controlled White
fellow to suss out and connect with his real feelings about a woman. How
does he become an "intimate" despite
the racial distance and why are Whites so willing to accept this figure
in their literature? Because it is based on truth. He becomes an
intimate because he deals easily with feelings -- something
Whites
tend to suppress when among themselves.
These
black figures no
doubt existed, in real life, in forgotten pockets of the
Southern
slave period. (Intellectual northerners don't even comprehend the
intimacy and relatedness
of Whites and Blacks in that period. When the North attacked
the South, for Blacks the North was attacking them and their people the
Whites.) Thus our comfort with the meme most of the time. The
character features an ability to empathize,
and this
is a trait of water. These oft-seen characters are often seen speaking
to a White about
things in the realm of feeling
and instinct, as if teaching him how to be in touch
with his
feeling and instincts.
At
the most minimal level, it is the "black companion as sounding board."
But that is also a feminine, receptive trait and in the resonance of
the other (the black) the White often feels he is enabled to plumb his
own knowledge.
This
relates to another aspect of intuition: One sees
with it. Thus it is that Blacks, being a strongly intuitive people, see
a lot. It may even be that one of their physical traits is a sign of
nature just like the red-headed White girls and that is the blacks'
larger eyes. It follows that Blacks usually know the truth about a
situation even if they dissemble and pretend they don't for other
motives. It is my belief and consideration that Blacks tend to know
when a man is sincere or insincere; honest or dishonest; they know when
Whites are being scammed; and they know when they are being used.
Related to the power of water is the power of smell. Everybody fears
the power of a shark to smell blood in the ocean -- even at
improbable distances. As if water was a magical transmitter. People with many
planets in Pisces (like my
mother) have a keen sense of smell. This is because water diffuses
everywhere. Thus it is that blacks don't sense truth so much by rational
analysis as by "sniffing it out" -- intuiting it. Thus it is that
blacks are often the first to sniff out "who's in charge" and
the
various games being played in our society.
Thus
the intuitive Black character in "The Gods Must Be Crazy,"
besides
helping the handsome blond scientist to sort out his feelings,
also serves as a somehow-gifted
observer and analyst of the true receptivity
and attitude of the female who White man sought, a perceiver of things
being missed by the rational European. He
plays an "expert on women." Why is a classic black
figure in
"The Gods Must be Crazy" an expert on women? Because he understands
emotions. It
seems to me, based on the prevalence of these figures in our literature
and White willingness to accept the "black emotional guru," that this
is a figure Whites have some degree of fondness for.
On September 20, 2001 a black congresswoman, Barbara Lee, stood as the only dissenter
in congress who voted against acceptance of the genocidal war powers
being
requested by the Zionist-controlled Bush administration. After the 9-11
Zionist false flag mass-murder, because of incessant
war propaganda in Zionist mass-media and support of the Zionist
"Arabs"
explanation of 9-11, their was a mania in Congress to "do the
right thing" and not be seen as "un-American." As the Zionists and
"neocons" expected,
Congress became completely supine and willing to hand any war powers to
the Zionist puppet George Bush. Only a lone black woman saw through it
and stood against it. You can see her emotional plea to hold
back from insanity here. As a Black, she was too instinctive and saw
too much to buy the Zionist false-flag gambit which turned America into
a Zionist war-golem again. Further, as part of an outsider race or
"black sheep" element, she had the freedom to vote her conscience and
buck the crowd. This
black woman was the ONLY ONE -- from among a great many White men and
women of Congress -- to see through the lies and sense the truth. You
can see in this speech her emotion as well as her respect for spiritual
and religious values. All these are black traits. Again, the Black can
get an instinctive grasp of the truth and see through lies.
Water,
in astrology, is also associated with creativity. Whites have their own
creativity, but the sort of free-flowing creativity of the Black has
long attracted White artists. Whenever
Whites get
bored with themselves, and their majestic creative lexicon becomes old
or moribund, there is always some Black somewhere doing
something new and different which fascinates the White mind,
eyes,
or
ears anew. It often features the Black taking something Whites have
created, tinkering about with it, tweaking it and altering it in a way
that the White wouldn't think (or wouldn't approve of), and introducing
distinctive and exciting new flavors to it.He often takes the White
lexicon and freaks it or does something queer or strange with it. To
take a guitar string and push it up so that it says "wow" or seems to
cry -- this was a strange and queer thing to do with a guitar when
so-called black bluesmen first started doing it. But it made the ears
prick up. It was something strange and new. It was also vaguely sexual.
Just
a touch of that black creativity, and the white man is often sent
sailing in his own new creative skies. Just
as a touch of moisture can make a
whole wall cave in, or the bottom fall out of a floor. Whites prefer
structured, harmonic, and aspirational music. But they have
often used that essential wetness of the black creative
spirit to loosen up their own artistic forms, after which they
unloose entirely new White creative worlds. An example would
be
the black
effect on two young lads of England named James Page and Robert Plant.
What the band Led Zeppelin created, musically, went far beyond the
Black musical lexicon and was fundamentally of the European musical
lexicon -- including our propensity to absorb cross-cultural
spices and use them in our own Euro-distinctive artistic vision.
However, it was just a little of the "wetness" of the black creative
spirit that sent those White creative seeds bursting and growing.
These are traits
of
water. Water is not intellect. It is not fire. Yet it's a part
of the whole of life.
Long live the White Europeans.
Power of Earth
Arriving
at the "Red Man" or Native Americans, it has some resonance to
think
of the "power of earth" given to him in the Sioux myth. It occurs
immediately to the mind that the "power of earth" refers to his
instinctive understanding of God's earth, the natural creatures and
things that arise on the land, and his affinity and harmony with those
natural things along with uncanny instincts about them. This has been a
part of the "image" of the "Native American" in the materials that
Whites themselves created or compiled based on their various
utterances. At this point it would be proper to recount my own
conditioning and mind-development as a young White American concerning
the Indians to impart, hopefully, a more balanced and wise view of them
in the reader.
In
my teens and twenties
I
became a reader of texts like "Bury My Heart at Wounded
Knee,"
and "Touch the Earth." I have spent time around Native American
Indians, including on Indian Reservations. I have slept in their houses
with my wife and children, had my car repaired by them in lean
reservation garages, eaten at their buffalo and pita bread feasts,
and attended their mourning ceremonies that go on years
after an Indian death. I have attended their festive "pow wows,"
chatted with indigent Indians, and once hunted rabbits with one. (We
didn't get any that day, it was winter and their fur was white. But it
was good to see how an Indian hunts.) My knowledge about Indians -- and
attitudes -- is at this point more sophisticated than when I was a
small boy. But I would prefer to go further back into my own times to narrate
some of the layers of impression and mental development common to
Whites of my time, then get into wiser and more seasoned view following
upon the development of adult intelligence.
You see me call them
"Indians" and probably feel scandalized oddly. You have to realize that
the term "Indian" was a respectable and even fearsome term to the minds
of the young White boys of my generations. "Native American" was more
bland and neutered by comparison. For the first impression young
children of my times got about Indians, as depicted in our media, was
that they were fearsome and formidable. They were also one other
thing -- and this is perhaps as alluring as the first two items: They
were Mysterious.
For
this reason when we White boys of the 1960's on back would
play there was no problem finding boys willing
to be an Indian. Perhaps the White boys having a stronger
natal Uranus (more natural radicals or outsiders, and I was one) were
the first to volunteer. The Indian image had mystery. Such a
volunteer who crouched in scratchy bushes and occasionally emerged
with suddenness would have a certain mojo the others
lacked -- an unknown something that could surely terrorize the
hearts of
an unctuous Johnny Jackson up in the wood, or discomfit a cocksure
Kevin
O'Brien down in the gulch.
Aside from his nebulous mystic ambiance
the boy who chose to be Indian felt he didn't have to be constrained by White
man's rules. He would surely have tricks unknown to his civilized enemies the cowboys and cavalry. Our little boy minds had already picked that that there
were varied tribes with different skills, rules, and metaphysics --
often beyond the ken of the White man's mind. Thus the boy who chose to
play "Indian" felt he could touch wildness.
Which
meant that he could perhaps now truly be a boy. In every White boy
is a vast territory in himself that is nothing but the Land of
the Wild Heart.
And
the White heart too, even while it careens in its penchant to
destroy and nullify mystery around him -- craves to find some window of Mystery still ajar.
Surely
it is for these reason, too, that a great many of his ancestors -- the
White fathers and grandfathers who faced the Indian -- had the same
fascination or at least respect for the Indian. This held true both for
the Johnny Appleseed types who actually lived among Indians and
even married their women, and the soldiers who killed as many as they
could in soldierly duty. They all saw things there that spoke to their
own wisdom mind, and perhaps illuminated issues, complaints, questions
and conundrums about life among their own people. Those men had a Land
of the Wild Heart, too, and knowing Indians surely helped them feel the
breezes from that place now and then -- just like their future
grandsons in neat, orderly White neighborhoods in over-settled places
like Des Moines, Iowa where the Kiowa once had their humble forest
huts. For these European men, who knew so well the wilds of this great
and gifting land, also came to love both its wildness and its purity.
Thus when a Chief Seattle or other nature mystic among the Indians
spoke of the inefability of the natural world and how they grieved to
see it marred by invention and White man's constructs -- these White
men -- though loyal to their people and appreciating their own
civilized ways -- could also see through those eyes and shed a tear for
the Red Man. And for himself.
But
now I want to talk about gravity, and back
to the warrior Indian: As young boys we had noticed that
whenever Hollywood depicted a scene in which an Indian appeared to face
the White man, the music turned grave. It was suddenly in a minor
key. There was a vague drum-beat cadence. There was tension. Things
were suddenly not all right. It conveyed to him that during those times
of yore the "red man" was experienced by the White man as scary as
hell. He still feels it even today. The boy playing "cowboy" or "calvary" could easily feel important
therefore, even in the face the power and structured order of his
cowboy adversaries who knew well won the battle, simply on account of
his wildness and his cosmic fearsomeness. Certainly it was nothing
other than the cosmic fearsomeness of The Warrior, which the
Indian somehow epitomized to all White boys.
So
on afternoon idylls of boyhood, made too safe and predictable by
their fathers labors, there was never any problem finding a
few boys willing, in the drama of opposing interests and dualities that
alone engages the human mind and soul, to assume the role of Wild
Indian.
One
of the most dramatic moments of my youth was delivered to me by the
spirit of the Red Man. And interestingly, it was delivered by a group
of White youths who had been raised in their civilized fathers' cities
and towns. Drums were beating from some distant place in a far wood. We
were marched in a long line towards a place where the drumbeat was
menacingly nearer. The sun was starting to go down and the sky
turning deeper blue. We were led to create a
long arcing half-circle which faced upon a forest. At the center of the
half circle was placed a great and well-built pile of wood for a
bonfire. Suddenly a flaming arrow came out of the woods and
miraculously hit the woodpile, which burst into flames.
The
arrow had been cleverly sent along a wire by the clever youthful White
teenagers who had set up this exercise, for we were about to
experience a ritual of the Boy Scouts with some 25 other
Iowa Boy Scout Troops (legions) from all over the State of Iowa.
The
fire had also been well-soaked with
some of White man's fire-medicine: Accelerants and flammables he'd
teased from the black oil of earth's bowls -- something only a
fire race could manage to do. Thus its burst into flames was
spectacular. The thing had been exquisitely timed by the people who
invented clocks, and despite the presence of a thousand energetic
teenage males, the strange and unprecedented event was going right on
schedule. Thus
the fire burst into flame just as the last strong light of the sky was
dying, in time to now illumine our faces with orange light even though
the heap was perhaps 150 feet away from us.
But the fading
light
of the sky was still strong enough for us to see two tall figures
emerge from the woods at each end of our semi-circle. We were
about 3
small-town blocks long in length, but the figures could be clearly
seen. And they were all the more noticeable because each was carrying
a torch flaming with a huge core of resin.
They were older teenage White youths, but we couldn't
recognize them as anybody we knew, because they were dressed as wild Warrior Indians. Their bodies glistened with
oil. They had paint on their faces. They had arm bands of cloth or
metal. And they were barefoot and naked except for loin cloths. We
didn't recognize them only because now they were so wild. But in
reality they were the very same older youths who had guided,
criticized us, and cajoled us as Scout leaders during our time
at Camp Matigua.
And
they didn't give any indication that they knew us. They were all
business. They had become, as it were, gods. Gods of manhood. God of
initiation. And Gods of our storied ancestor, the Red Man, whose gods
it was deemed by Baden Powell the founder of the Boy Scouts, to be
among those we still needed to plumb our own depths.
The drum had been beating slowly and resolutely and continued
until they each reached a place at each end of the semicircle. As the
light of the sky faded, the torchlight from the fire they
carried made them the central spectacle. None of us knew what was
going on.
Suddenly
the drum beat started beating rapidly and
each young man began running at top speed along the semi-circle, each
passing the other. Now our senses were fully awake. I still remember
vividly the sound as each young man passed before me, the thumping of
his feet so intense, and the panting of his breath, and the gust
of wind from his body including the heat from the torch. The torch made
a "fluuffff" sound as it passed near over our heads. For the men passed
as close
as they possibly could to our faces, uniforms, and bodies all along the
way, as if daring us to stand our ground, to not draw back in fear, and
as if tempting danger, and themselves showing courage to
risk. For they were, in fact, dressed as what both the Indians and the
White man used to call "braves."
I learned much later that some
of the Indian tribes had dying rituals. They believed it was just as
important to die well as to live well, and some of them taught "dying
songs" even to their young, which these Indians would sing upon death.
I remembered the account of a White traveler or soldier during the
Indian wars who, after coming on an Indian child, witnessed her go into
the singing of her eerie dying song as she believed she was about to be
slain. Do we Whites have many correlaries to this? A tradition or
practice that prepares us for the sure death that awaits us all? Thus
the Whites-as-Indians ran with their torches only inches from us
because a brave faces death, faces pain, and even tempts death, which
is an unknown. And tonight in this ritual some of us were going to face
death, face pain, and face the unknown. When each youth had reached the
other end of the circle and exchanged places and the drum suddenly
began to beat slow, slower than before, and each youth began walking
slowly now along the arc. Suddenly one turned, without warning, to face
a particular boy scout. He then slammed his fist against his chest and
shoulder on the right side of his body. One blow, then a 2nd, and
even a third until the Boy Scout fell back into the night.
We
were electrified. This was the Boy Scout ritual known as the Initiation
into the Order of the Arrow. It was called "The Tapping Out Ceremony."
It would usually happen to the teenagers. We were all shoulder to shoulder. I
was about 12 years of age, and so was my friend Mark who was standing
right next to me. After "tapping out" this one and that one, Boy Scouts
pre-selected and chosen, they had returned to their positions at the
far end. Then the drum would pick up fast again and they would repeat
their run. The rapid run was a token and remembrance of the running
prowess of certain Native American tribes, how they could endure long
and rapid runs on behalf of their tribes. Here White men were
showing respect for this and for a great many other Indian
things. Now the drum slowed again, the two older Boy Scouts-as-Indians
repeated their slow walk, and the tension ratcheted up again. As
the torch light came close to me again, one turned and slammed down my
friend Mark and the space to my right was suddenly empty and cold. There was not a sound after that because, as I heard
later, older men were behind us quietly in the dark. Their hands deftly
covered mouths to keep anyone from crying out. They whispered into
their ears. Perhaps vague assurances. Perhaps instructions. And they
dragged them off for an ordeal. One of those instructions was: "You are
not to speak or say a word from now until tomorrow at sunset." I seem
to recall Mark saying they were blindfolded.
Next one of the
18-year-old Wild Men turned to strike one of our Scoutmasters, Mr.
Elkins. He was a rough sort with a long crew cut who had been a United
States Marine. Apparently he had never had this honor. I remember that
it took more slugs for the youth to make Mr. Elkins fall. And when he
fell his cigarette-reeking lungs made him cough. You could hear the
rustling as the O.A. spirits -- probably his fellow grown scoutmasters
who normally laughed around the firelight with him but faceless in the
dark -- wrestled with him and dragged him off.
I learned later
that each boy was dragged off and deposited in some wild
place and left for the night without any food or blanket. It
was done in such a way that he didn't know where he was, and he was
completely alone. We saw them the next day. They were working on thing,
fixing things, cleaning things. I saw my friend Mark in the kitchen of
our "mess hall," washing dishes. He didn't speak. He wouldn't even look
at me. None of them spoke. And all they did was "serve." The silence
rule helped humble them. We express the ego so much by speech. Their
tasks were menial and they followed instructions of their
Order-of-the-Arrow handlers. They had been separated off from the rest
us and our enjoyments. Ever after Mark and these others, when dressed
for Scouting events, had the privilege of wearing a special sash across
their chests that marked them as members of the "Order of the Arrow."
Because they had 1) Gone through pain and an ordeal, and because they
had 2) Learned to humbly serve their people. Mark always
wore his. It was the showiest of all the Scout insignia. I always
wished they had chosen me. But Mark always labored more than me in
every way.
Some writers have remarked on the fact
that when a people conquers another people, they mythologize the people
they have conquered. They project upon them nobilities, mysteries, and
virtues with some disregard for the practical record. I have not
studied this psychological subject, but I think it's probably true.
Now, anybody who's studied the various tribes learned that some
were warlike, some were not. Some were hunters, other tribes
dug yams and roots, doing small-scale farming, and preferred the
"gathering" part of "hunter-gatherer." Others were generally peaceful
hunter-gathers but became warlike after long encroachment of their
lands by the Europeans. One soon learns there was a great variety of
tribes here when White man first started exploring North America. So
why did early White media latch onto the "warrior" Indian to present
most often? Because that was the image that the White man of those
times -- our American fathers -- most respected.
For Whites are warriors too, and as David Yeagley points out accurately: A warrior respects another warrior. It wasn't easy
for the European peoples to conquer America with the Red Man spread all
around it. It was a fearful experience for the settlers to penetrate
Indian lands. They could easily be killed or worse. I think it is for
that reason that we find Native Americans themselves who would rather
be called "the Indian" and "the red man." Why do you think that is?
Because the men who called them "Indians" in times past were men who at
least feared and respected them.
Don't believe it? Well, the
fact is it was true the other way around as well; the Indian respected
the White man for his own warriorship. We have some confirmation of
this coming from an eloquent Native American, David Yeagley, a man
I admire. All Whites should read it:
We indians are supposed to hate the white man.
Everyone tells me this. I’ve heard it from whites, blacks and
even from Indians.
Well, folks, I hate to disappoint you, but I like white people
just fine. To tell the truth, I rather admire them and their
fascinating history.
Oh, I know what you’re thinking. "Yeagley! How can you say
that? How can you admire a people who slaughtered your ancestors, gave
smallpox to those left alive, herded them onto reservations, made them
all drunks, and – as the final indignity – sold their turquoise mines to
the Japanese?"
Well, the way I figure it, anyone who could whip our Indian
behinds like the white man did deserves our highest respect. And anyone
who can whip a Comanche (my tribe) deserves the Medal of Honor.
I admire a man who can beat me. I dare say, deep inside all
Indians – at least those who are still warriors at heart – there is a
special admiration for the white man.
When the Comanches first encountered the white man, his
behavior didn’t shock them. They saw that he took what he wanted by
force. And they understood. Because the Comanches did the same to their
weaker neighbors.
If my ancestors had been strong enough, they would have taken
the white man’s land, instead of the other way around. And they wouldn’t
have felt guilty about it afterwards. You wouldn’t have seen any
defeated white people getting affirmative action from Comanches.
When one general surrenders to another, they salute each
other. It doesn’t mean that there’s no bitterness between them. It just
means that a warrior respects his foe.
White people understand this, because they too come from a
warrior culture. The white man has great respect for the Indian. I’m not
saying he always treats us the way we want to be treated. But he
respects us for putting up a good fight.
Have you ever noticed how cowboy-and-Indian movies always
focus on the same tribes? It’s either the Sioux, the Apaches or the
Comanches. White people remember those tribes, because they fought hard
and were the last to surrender.
Why does the U.S. military have helicopters named "Apache" and
"Comanche" – but none that are named "Arikara" or "Ojibwa?" They name
their weapons systems after the fiercest tribes, because they want some
of that fierceness to rub off.
Back in the 1930s, the warrior spirit was still strong in
Indians and white men alike. At that time, the Oceti Sakowin Hunkpapa
Sioux elders of Standing Rock honored the University of North Dakota by
giving them permission to use the name "Fighting Sioux" for their sports
teams.
At that time, many old people, both whites and Indians, still
remembered the last wars. Wounded Knee was more recent for them than
World War II is for us.
Yet they saluted each other, warrior to warrior. Because one fighting people understands another.
Today, the leftists tell us that the "Fighting Sioux" name is
an insult to Indians, and we must demand that the university change it. I
guess that goes for the Apache and Comanche helicopters too.
I’ve written other columns on this issue. Everyone knows where
I stand. I’m with the Sioux elders, who believe that a warrior can
respect and honor his foe.
Some people get it. Some don’t.
Keith Rushing doesn’t. He’s a black
man from Hampton, VA, who wrote to me February 22, in response to my
February 13 column, "Dont Walk the Black Mans Path."
Mr. Rushing was "shocked" by my attitude.
"I’m sure you realize that the reference to the ‘Fighting
Sioux’ is akin to calling Native Americans wild Indians," he lectured
me. "I'm a black man but I've never quite understood why white-owned
athletic teams have this fantasy about fierce Indian warriors when they
unfortunately decimated so many Indian people. There's some sick irony
involved there."
In Mr. Rushing’s view, the "fierce Indian warrior" is nothing
but a white "fantasy." We were not warriors, he implies, but poor,
defenseless victims who were "decimated" without putting up a fight.
Mr. Rushing seems to feel that there is more honor in being
pathetic. Perhaps he feels we should think of ourselves as alcoholic,
diabetic, suicidal and unemployed.
No thank you.
The white man may have taken my land. But he took it like a
warrior, fair and square. Yes, he treated my people harshly. But he
never denied their bravery, never besmirched their memory as warriors.
But you did, Mr. Rushing. You did.
David Yeagly
http://www.badeagle.com/html/warrior_thing.html
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And
it's because White men, too, "respected a warrior" that even in 1963,
when White American boys instinctively turned a few neglected briar
patches, abandoned lots, or neighboring trees into a wild land for play
-- there was no shortage of boys willing to be Indians.
What
Mr. Yeagley is pointing to is a universal impulse in all peoples, in
all men and women: They work and fight for living space and prosperity
for their progeny. That is what our White ancestors were doing in
coming here and facing the Indians, just as the Indians were defending
that same prosperity and and living space for their progeny. In that
particular karmic round -- for whatever karmic reasons we can surmise
spread out through ages of time -- the White man came here as the
superior fighter. With the continuing bone finds that place Caucasians
here prior to any know Amerindian bone finds, the possibility arises
that our European ancestors were in fact here before Amerindians and
were perhaps genocided by them in pre-history. In that case the
arrival of the White man in the 1600's and 1700's would have been a return and perhaps some cosmic karma. Who knows? But it is infantile to say "You stole this land for the Indians and therefore White people are bad."
It's especially infantile for a White to say this, not to mention
disloyal to his fathers and grandfathers who fought and sacrificed to
give him the safe, cushy, and well-fed life and the luxury of
going to college and becoming a leftist 'philosopher' and
'revolutionary' who attacks his fathers and his own heritage. (The
successes of all men one day turn to dust and mire, their sons turn
against them, and success corrupts -- and that's samsara.)
It
needs to be pointed out, as more White-guilt cure for propagandized
youth today, that the Native Americans were very good at genociding
each other. Perhaps much better at it than the White man. For when a
tribe decided to let it all hang out against a competing or enemy
tribe, they tended to do it up big. It was as if the early Indian
tribes had read Robert Greene's "The 48 Laws of Power." Law 15 goes like this:
LAW 15
"Crush your Enemy Totally -- If
one ember is alight, no matter how dimly it smolders, a fire will
eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than
through total annihilation. The enemy will recover, and will seek
revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit."
Many
tribes seem to have followed this law. Already before
the White man was established here, tribes had disappeared with
only names and legends remaining, and sometimes not even reliable
names. Genocided not by the White man, but by other "natives." So when
Mr. Yeagley points out that the Comanches, having won, would not be
giving Affirmative Action and entitlements to White people, he is
probably speaking truth. I don't think there is known case of one
tribe, having overwhelming power and advantage over another,
where that first tribe bequeathed any land or territory to the weaker
tribe. But Whites had their Christian consciences. Have you looked at
how large the tracts of lands are that the White man gave to the
Indians? Sure, it wasn't the prime land some tribes would have rather
had. It seems the chemical called alcohol, itself, had some kind of
vengeance for them. How
was White man to know the devastating effect that alcohol would
have on the Red Man? Surely Jews knew it, for it was they who pioneered
the selling of alcohol to them. But that practice, too, was contrary to
the Christian consciences of the Gentiles. Perhaps without alcoholism
Indians would have done much more with the land that had been given
them by their White conquerers, who knows. But we certainly can't say
that as conquerers the White man lacked a humanitarian or generous
spirit. There was always controversy in the halls of government
back in Washington over the state of the Indian as White Christian
consciences roiled and moiled over them. That is the very reason that
large tracts of land were finally given to the Native Americans rather
than wiping them out: White conscience, nobility, and the tendency to
be preservationists. Thus we still have fascinating tribes still alive
today to know and study, and David Yeagleys and others afoot to
fascinate us.
But
I'm only getting started. I've not spoken about the "power of Earth"
from the Oglala tale yet, and that's the good stuff. I have come up to
the point now where I was about 17 and read the books "Bury my heart at
Wounded Knee" and "Touch the Earth."
.....
I
will detour here and treat Jews as part of this collection. Yes,
they are not mentioned in the Native American medicine tale. But
Ashkenazi Jews (the Asian-European variety) function in our world as a
separate race.
My
own view of Jews is complex, came mostly through observation, and
developed later in life. On
the positive side, I enjoy their minds. I can communicate almost any
idea to a Jew, including metaphors and abstract ideas, and they always
follow along and never have an problem with these.They are thus
enjoyable to talk to because of my own mental nature which rarely can
find a proper audience.
My issues and criticism of Jews relates to their group behavior and group ideals.
What element would most represent the Jews? Since starting this article my mind has brooded
over that. If I had to choose one, I'd give them water, with some air.
In particular I would associate
Jews with the signs of Scorpio and Gemini. Would that be why Jews
seem to feel so much affinity -- at least ostensibly -- with blacks?
Let's take the many obvious Scorpionic qualities of Jews:
Scorpio is enduring and resilient and is most interested in
power. Money gives power, thus Jews seek it as their true holy of holies.
Jews
culturally value wealth and the men are usually cultivated early to be
seekers of both wealth and professional prestige. Scorpio and the
Eighth House are the sign/house of great wealth, and more particularly,
wealth that grows large through pooling or amalgamating; through
investment and drawing on the resources of others; through percentages,
royalties, and the like and Jews have always been associated with taxes
as they have made alliances with various kings or governments. Scorpio
and the Eighth are closely associated with taxes and banking.
Scorpio is the master of war. But Jews shy
away from open confrontation, preferring strategy and proxies. Jews prefer to surround and
neutralize their enemy covertly, slowly by degrees. This furthermore is a water and a
Scorpio trait.
Scorpio is a strategist and so is the Jew. Thus Jews like games like chess and excel at them.
Water and Scorpio have a power of infiltration.
The
scorpion and the spider icons show a poisoning principle. Jews are
fond of poisoning, both in history, lore, and in accounts of
governmental black ops and maldoings associated with government.
("Poisoning" can also refer to things like "fast-acting cancers" of Jackie O. and so many others.)
Put briefly, Jews are fond of poisoning enemies and this tradition goes
way back. Scorpio is a poisoner.
Scorpio
is the sign associated with banking, great wealth, covert control, and
war. Jews
have long been accused, and not without evidence, of being the
instigators of war using the power of the purse. Scorpio is the most
covert sign, liking to be present but hidden, secretly pulling the
strings. This covertness of the Jews needs more comment.
It's
my observation that Jews live covertly among non-Jews and that they see
this as beneficial to them. It's also my opinion that Jews use
psychology and propaganda to try to maintain their covertness and get
more of it. Covertness refers to the idea that you are such-and-such,
but most around you don't know it. You are doing such-and-such, but
those around you don't know it. It's a Scorpio power tactic. The symbol
of the scorpion or spider is a creature who hides; you don't know he's
there. When you have covertness people don't talk about you. When
people don't talk about you they become less and less aware of you,
which is the highest goal of covertness: Complete unawareness by your
competitors or enemies.
For
this reason Jews get exercised when anybody merely talks about
them, points to them, merely brings them up. Because this destroys
their covertness. It shines a light on them. The scorpion and spider
want to remain hidden in shadow. The "holocaust" psy-op can be seen as
a huge administration to their covertness goal. By magnifying
themselves as pre-eminent victims of atrocities they create an
atmosphere in which it becomes repugnant to talk about them in any way
that would lead to criticism. Always the meme arises: "Oh, not that
again, we know what happened before when a people were negative toward
Jews. Six million were gassed."
Of course it's
absurd. Jews were coming into conflict with non-Jews, and criticized by
them, long before Adolf Hitler was born or Germany existed. But at
present their holocaust psy-op works handily to remove them from all
discussion and thus awareness. It must be a heady feeling of freedom to be so unrestrained by criticism or even evaluation.
My view is that the more a people enjoys this covertness the
more they will prosecute goals and actions that are unethical or highly
subject to criticism. Thus the longer Jews enjoy covertness the more
they NEED to KEEP covertness to fend off the possibility of arrest,
censure, restraint, or backlash. It's a Scorpio problem. Thus whatever
reduces Jewish covertness -- such as talking openly about them --
reduces their Scorpionic power. This brings me to another Jewish trait, and a strange one.
Water
is a fluid, disorganized element. I have noticed that in
Jewish delicatessens I am often confused, not sure which way to go,
where to pay the clerk, or how to make an order. Yet I notice the Jews
around me, in such places, seem well at ease and know just how to
proceed. A few years back it was revealed or at least whispered that
the Federal Reserve -- the private Jewish company that controls
American money and the economy -- had a bookkeeping situation that was
messy and impossibly complicated if not completely lacking in
integrity. Too many insider deals, exceptions, and loophole situations
I suppose. So a weakness of the Jews may be inconsistency, chaos, and
disorganization brought about by their own power-seeking and
fenagling. Whatever
organizations they create -- with exceptions like the Fed -- seem
ad-hoc and ephemeral. Organizations
that pursue Jewish interests openly or covertly are an endless stream.
Their names go on and on. This is like an expression of the Jewish deli
concept.
Jews
are also strongly associated with the field of
psychology and
psychiatry, and this field is most associated with Scorpio. Freudian
psychology has a lot of raw sexual content. No other sign is more
associated with sex than is Scorpio.
Going
further, Jews have been the pioneers of pornography in western
countries, and they themselves state this and brag about it. Even Hugh
Hefner, who presented himself as a Gentile to make both his profits and
his corruptive impact larger -- turned out to be an Ashkenazi crypto.
No other astrological
sign could be more closely associated with pornography than Scorpio.
Scorpio
is the grudge-holder, never forgetting an offense and seeking
opportunities for revenge even if far down the road. Once the Jews got
possession of media in the Gentile countries they installed their
German camps experience as a central cultural icon, even calling it
"The Holocaust." Each day in America now features enforced obeisances
to Jewish suffering real or imagined. The long remembering of offenses
is both a water and a Scorpio trait. We can see the grudge-holding
nature of the Israelis. During this present week (as I am writing)
Israel has announced that it will kill one Palestinian prisoner per
hour until some missing Jewish girls are returned. This is very much
Scorpionic behavior. It's also the kind of behavior Jews have long
labored, through their media, to associate with the Germans and the
Nazis, although this is largely a slur and a fabrication.
Finally
I would point out that Scorpio and the Eighth House are associated with
occult powers or secret laws of power. The Eighth House is the house of
magic, yogic siddhis and miracles, and esoteric powers. In my
experience Jews are naturally interested in these. I have always
attracted a large number of Jews to myself as an astrologer, for
example. They seem to have two instincts in this: 1) They want
everything working in their favor, for success, and 2) They have a
natural faith in the existence of laws or principles that are
unseen or secret. Jews often employ occult laws or techniques in the
pursuit of their objectives. In many of the geopolitical events or
false flags attributed to Jews there are signs of occult planning such
as the use of certain dates, numbers, words, or letters. I have to say
that the Jewish approach to occultism -- like their way of arranging
delicatessens or the books at the Fed -- has an ad hoc and even
amateurish quality. Though they love astrology I've never seen a Jewish
astrologer who I considered great. They like to be the employers of
astrologers, and I believe they even prefer a Gentile astrologer. I've
always believed that the D-Day invasion at Normandy was astrologically
timed by an astrologer. But it was a Gentile astrologer, not a Jew. In
a sense the Jewish mind, once it enters the realm of occult thought, is
too wild and given to fantastic ideas and their own approaches to
occultism often have that same rambling and ad-hoc quality I see in
their delicatessens. Ah, here's what it is: In their approaches to
occultism they create loopholes everywhere!
I
also see a third theme here: Jews often feel insecurity and fear
notwithstanding great material success. They seem to sense that there
is always a higher law above them, and that they must be on its side or
at least outwit it. They believe in the power of fate and are often
looking behind them ready to be tripped up or taken down by a force
greater than themselves. As masters of power they know there is always
a titan or force that may make them the hunted. This relates to the
fact that I believe Jews have a conscience despite all the negatives
that are attributed to them, and that their consciences finally bring
them down. If given exposure and losing covertness they lose their
nerve and grace. But it's really conscience that makes them lose their
footing when doing wrong.
The Gemini qualities of the Jews:
Even with all of these connections to Scorpio, that one sign does not encompass Jews and neither does the
element water. Jews are more complex than this. It seems to me
that they can be assigned more than one sign, and that to create a
proper symbol for them some air has to be added. Gemini? This fits.
Jews are able to entertain almost any idea and analyze it even though
they may not accept or adopt it. They are mutable and rise up in many guises and
roles throughout society, often taking both sides in a conflict or
leading both the position and the opposition. These are Gemini traits.
Even
their Talmud is Geminian, loaded with exceptions,
inconsistencies, contradictions, and loopholes.
Jews are noted for their homely quips and witticisms. This is Geminian.
Jews excel in the verbal realm and are masters of words and word
coinage. The speechwriters for our presidents nowadays are often
Jews.They dominate newspapers and publishing. Martin Luther King's
famous speech was written by a Jew or a team that included at least one
Jew.
Jews are fond of law and the realms of prosecution and court. Gemini
has an amoral quality. The trait most loathed about lawyering -- the
ability to defend someone who did wrong and who the lawyer knows did
wrong using cleverness and skill with words, ideas, and legal
cites -- is a Geminian trait. Jews pride themselves on their powers of
argumentation and aggressive intellects. One of the gambits I have seen
Jews repeatedly use is to find one item in your argument that is in
error or false. Though minor or unintended they then to use this to
discredit your entire argument as if the one error turns the rest to
error. (As if "grass is green, the sky is brown, and milk is white"
means that grass isn't green, or milk white, because of the error with
the sky.) This is both disingenuous and aggressive and is a Geminian
arguing trait as well as a Scorpionic one.
Ashkenazi Jews are noted for their intellectual quality and their high
IQ -- higher than the Asians at around 107 or 108. Gemini along with
Aquarius are the most intellectual signs. The "wandering Jew" meme
well established in their history is also a
Gemini theme. The Geminian entity goes many places, knows many places,
is well aware of much territory. He can adapt himself to many
environments and though not having profound loyalty to them.
Gemini
is able to hold two contrary ideas in his head at the same time, or a
panoply of conflicting ideas. In the cases where Jews have been found
to be lying about so-called "holocaust" experiences (like the fellow
that said he met his wife on the other side of a barbed wire fence,
etc.) -- the offender will often say things like "I believed it in my
head so it was true" or "It didn't really happen, but it happened."
This extreme capacity for duality and contradictions is a Gemini trait.
(For
the sake of decorum, politics, and the feelings of my Jewish friends I
will leave off any development of the lore that cites the Gemini
tendency to lie.)
If
this formulation has any validity -- if Jews partake of the powers of
two signs, Scorpio and Gemini -- it explains why they are such
a talented and formidable enemy. It would also explain why their
influences are often bizarre and destabilizing. A Scorpio/Gemini
pairing equals the quincunx aspect. That is, the sign of Scorpio is in
quincunx relationship to the sign of Gemini. The quincunx is unstable
and is destabilizing. In my annals it is associated with bizarre
developments with indeterminate consequences.
A reasonable person might ask me: "You
want to assign to Jews one of the Air Signs. Why not Aquarius? Jews are
always promoting the brotherhood of man and they are heavily present
among geniuses and inventors." Good question. I did consider it
of course. My answer is that Gemini can fake a lot of things, pose as
many things, and does have a natural relation with Aquarius so can
sound out some depths of Aquarius. But Jews are not true Aquarians.
Their "brotherhood of man" is a psychological administration they
parlay in their surroundings to create a more favorable and tolerant
situation for themselves. Their real interest is in their own people,
the Jews. If they invent something they want it to belong to the Jews.
We can see how Jews behave when they have their own nation, Israel.
There is no "Brotherhood of man" ethos there and they strive to make
Israel racially pure and mono-cultural while they engineer
"multi-culturalism" in all other nations to give themselves maximum
range. A true Aquarius really is detached
from his own family or tribe and really does care more about "the all"
than his personal ties. So I think that Jews, as a Geminian people, can
put on a good Aquarian patter. They also seem good at expressing
Aquarius' aspects of androgyny, perversity and obtuseness. But I think
this is more a case of Scorpio bluntness and power
plays informed by the Aquarian vibration within Gemini. Jews are
not genuine universalists in the Emersonian or Unitarian sense, but
tribalists who use universalism to deactivate their perceived enemies
and put them off guard. As Scorpio types they are strategic, and
they can be strategic Aquarians.
The White Race -- It's Special Virtues and Special Faults
The
Native Americans identified the Whites as having the gift of Fire. I
showed how this symbol easily bears out in analyzing the White race. I
want to add that fire also gives light and is attractive. Everyone
loves to stare at a burning fire and its embers. The sun itself is
nothing but fire, and it gives life to everything here. The Hindus
worship God or Brahman as fire and thus use fire in their pujas and
sacrifices, sacrificing foodstuffs into a burning fire as an offering.
Fire can also be destructive and cruel.
My
view is that when a man or woman has a normal life, with normal
affection from their mother, father, and siblings, conditioning is
established that makes them prefer their own race and bond most
naturally with others of their own race. Further, my belief is that
conditioning is our friend. We are supposed to use our conditioning to
raise ourselves up, make our lives functional, and attain both worldly
and divine things. For example, if a woman looks like his mother and
female relatives it's possible for a man have a stronger attraction to
her and sheevokes a deeper emotional resonance for him. This serves him. It makes for a stronger attachment and marriage.
She is only bone and flesh, dust in the end, but that conditioning
makes one type of woman more attractive to him than the others, and
this has serviceability for him and for mankind. The sparrow, the crow,
and the bluebird are baskets of conditioning, also, that make each
prefer its own kind and develop their unique bird lifestyles. Without
that preference, the varied types would not continue and live on.
For
the same reason it's natural to defend your own race most, just as you
would defend your own family most, more than you'd defend other
families. That is the natural order. It's also natural that we are the
worst critics of our own. In my case, I can criticize Whites. The Jews
who run Google now have Trotsky's mind-messing term "racist"
auto-completing when you type in "Julian Lee" to Google. Yet I'm a fan
of the races, of the varieties of people, and could criticize Whites
better than most could do it -- and more legitimately.Yet I am
disinclined to do so for the most part since Whites are so much under
attack today. I'd rather defend them. The so-called "Fourteen Words"
are beautiful and legitimate. It ends with "So that the beauty of the Aryan woman shall not vanish
from the earth."
I can relate to that. Am I bragging about our women? No, for who
should consider her
beautiful beyond us White men? Why should blacks consider her as
beautiful as we do? That seems unnatural to me. She does not look like
his women. I would expect him to consider HIS women the most beautiful
and can't comprehend why he would not. Neither would I disparage him
for that preference.
My
view of Whites is that they excel in servicefulness, helpfullness,
charitableness, appreciation of nature, technical and material skill,
creativity and the creation of beauty, the desire for efficiency and
order, and they are most beautiful to my own eye because I am one. I
also believe that Whites have been advocates of high moral orders and
that they have traditionally viewed the sexual energy or power as
sacred, whether explicitly viewed or tacitly viewed as sacred -- and
that
this is a trait of a lofty people, including the Aryans of ancient
India and Europe.
Further, I believe that Whites are interested in the Divine Mystery and
the pursuit of the divine. After having studied religions long and
especially Yoga, Hinduism, Meditation, and Non-Dualistic Vedanta -- I
have come to see my Christian heritage and church experience as an
elegant form of Bhakti-Yoga which is the
highest form of yoga according to many Indian sages. I get bliss when I
see a church, or walk into one, hear a Christian hymn, hear Christians
singing, hear the organ, smell the incense, see the light-bearing
stained-glass windows, hear the priest chant, feel the sanctity of the
service and environment -- I get bliss from those things. And God is
defined as bliss by
the Upanishads. In my reckoning: Any people who would create such
maginificent and
beautiful buildings for NO OTHER REASON but to gather and worship the
Divine Mystery -- has to be a great and beautiful people, one that
should be defended. I would fight
for the White race and call them unique simply after hearing one
of their orchestras and their orchestral works!
For
faults, I would list that Whites are way over-entranced with
technology, machines, and invention and are afflicted with the
"Delusion of Technological Progress." This delusion fails to see that
the original problem -- duality/problems/pain -- is never eliminated by
technologicalinvention but only takes a new and more complex form. I
think that Whites have done great harm to the world and to natural
human communities through the promotion of the automobile, which is
perhaps the best symbol of materialism and the D.O.T.P. Whites are given
to materialism. I think Whites are also capable of extreme moral
corruption when taken away from their religious pinions. I also believe
they are inclined to fight and come into conflict with each other, and
that Jews see this and use it to their advantage. I also believe Whites
are given to a self-defeating form of self-righteousness or
charitableness that puts "the other" before themselves or their own
people as a kind of Virtue-Egotism and that this ends up destroying
their natural cohesiveness as communities.
Does
all that sound terrible? Want to kill Whites over those things? I'll
defend them and die doing it. To me, the negative list is less heavy
than the positive list given first which contains spectacular and
luminous things. If we are the people of fire
-- and fire is very powerful, very helpful, and potentially very
destructive -- we would also naturally be capable of an amazing and
impressive Negative List. Note the contradictions also. While Whites
create technology and
machines that harm nature, they also become the first ones to try to
pull back and preserve nature -- as if they have learned certain
lessons first. They are the ones long trying to set up preserves to
protect African animals, for example, while the locals continue to
poach and brutally vivisect the animals. Through their desire to help
they created the Agricultural Revolution that caused populations in
Africa and elsewhere to soar unnaturally leading to poverty later. (And
Elephant poaching.)
I
am not an I.Q. stumper. I am aware of the realities of I.Q., but I look
at the high I.Q. of the Jews and think of the depravities they promote
and the harm they have done to my own people -- it seemse I.Q. amounts
to cleverness and high-IQ people can do evil and destructive things.
Maybe there is such a thing as Emotional I.Q. too? We say that blacks
can't live in the complex technological societies we create because
they don't have the I.Q. -- but are these technological, complex
societies really best? Like where I am and where nobody ever looks at
you and says hello and men and women no longer form families? Could it
be that the hunter-gatherers -- albeit with their low I.Q.s -- had
something to teach us?
My
view of Whites is that they did not take seriously the words of their
satguru Jesus Christ to "Consider the lilies of the field, they neither
sow, nor reap, nor gather up into barns." This was a hunter-gatherer
ethos and the ethos of the homeless renunciant saddhu of India.We went
a materialistic direction instead. Yet, we have the wisdom to turn back
and become a treasured sage upon this planet.
Long live the White Europeans.
-- Julian Lee
Why not love your people? It's hard enough. And hard to even love a few in this life.
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