Several days ago I had an experience on Twitter that was probably my greatest contribution to the movement so far, though outside of this article and the small circle who may catch onto what I am alluding to, this shall not be remembered by any of my descendants and that is perhaps the greatest triumph in it. I will not spend this article recounting the specifics, they are unimportant and you all have such experiences on a regular enough schedule that even dealt in generalizations, you shall understand the hand.

I engaged in an attempted debate with a self proclaimed irony bro who was in the process of kvetching about the hopelessness we face. I challenged this notion first, for we are on trajectory to consume disaffected white youth into our movement en masse. We are in a bad situation, we need not fool ourselves. However, we are white and when faced with such toils, our people have uniquely risen to the challenge. I dare suggest it is only when we are on the ropes will we be persuaded to fight.

Of course, this was lost upon my friend the irony bro of the black pill variety. He thought all effort was in vain and we should resign to our extinction. Such an attitude is toxic and unneeded in our struggles for even if it were so, which it hardly is so dire even now, we should not pass peacefully into the annuals of history but instead go out with the rage of the thousands of generations that came before you. I will empty the halls of Valhalla of our honored dead myself if necessary for mine is proud, hot blood and will accept nothing short of maximum effort at every juncture. I know the same holds true of you all or we would not still be here today. Our moment of weakness is preceded by centuries of strength.

“But what if we fail?” says he of little faith. May I remind you all the Roman Empire fell, as did the German Empire and yet people of white skin persist even these most humiliating of losses. Instead of hating one another and wrecking our societies over which flag Lorraine belongs beneath, we now are faced with deciding if we shall pass from this Earth with applause or persist despite our many set backs. We cannot be such craven creatures as our fathers and their fathers clearly were or there will be no crop of sons to take the mantle from us and continue on as we have since we first emerged from the caves to face a harsh and brutal world.

“Muh white baby” is a retort this individual used several times to protest the adverse reactions he had received for his ramblings and disrespectful behavior. Yes we need more white babies, but what makes us great is not the quantity of children produced but the quality. Anyone so unequipped as to black pill the vulnerable among our ranks to express internal dissatisfaction is not the optimal candidate to raise a white baby. Though it seems at this point inevitable, be sure to get yourself in good mental shape before embarking on the quest that is child rearing and be ready to devote yourself to it. If you find that you miss twitter as you are changing diapers then you must look inside to see what aspect of yourself you failed to address for your priorities should already be very clear.

We need not become black pilled by our set backs but instead we must overcome ourselves as the first step in the process to making ourselves worthy of our heritage. This means we have to silence voices that would pull us apart or subvert us by appealing to our sensitivities and drawing us into mania and cowardice. I am proud to see that more of us are willing to speak out against these whiny voices and demonstrate their own internal strength. We cannot expect this to be a fast process, nor will it be a smooth transition that seems matter of course. Nothing worthwhile is ever so simple to achieve and if it were we would live in the most boring of possible worlds.

It is said