Rudyard Kipling"
āWhen you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldierā
General Douglas MacArthur"
āWe are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.ā
āIt is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.ā āOld soldiers never die; they just fade away.
āThe soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.ā
āMay God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .ā āThe object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
āNobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
āIt is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
On the EDL, the BNP and the Difference Between Them.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Iāve loved the English Defence League
from the moment of its inception. After years of the anti-Islam cause
being copyrighted by the āblood and honourā lunatics of the Far-Right,
here at last was a collective who stood just as ferociously against the
Islamist tide as the BNP, but who also committed themselves to Britain
in its modern, multiracial, capitalist reality. This was a first in British, and
arguably European political history; a splintering of the āfar-rightā
away from biological nationalism towards the grander domain of culture. Since then, Iāve done my best to support
them, writing about them frequently and defending them from the
(predictable yet incessant) accusations of the Liberal-Left. Iāve never
been part of an EDL procession myself, but Iāve witnessed them from the
sidelines many times. They seem to be wonderful affairs, loudly despised
by everyone I oppose. True to its ideals, the EDL on parade contains
quite a mixture of social types. Just go along and see them and youāll
find young and old, Black and White, straight and gay, Christian and
Sikh, Jew and Gentile etcā¦ all united for a common end. Not since the
early days of Communism could such a phenomenon have organically
occurred so often.
The EDL leadership is preferable to that
of the traditional Right too. Tommy Robinson/Stephen Lennon may not be
an eloquent, academic type, but he seems perfectly sincere in his
beliefs and pleasant in their expression. Heās never denied the
Holocaust, or involved himself on matters of race-relations, or called
into question the validity of the Capitalist system. Heās just a
patriotic, affable young man who wants Britain to go back to how it once
was, by which he means how it was in the 1980s and 1990s before the
Blair-wave of Immigration, and not, like Mr Griffin, back to the
Victorian era. Every time Tommy Robinson is interviewed
on Newsnight, I like to imagine Nick Griffin sitting at home with his
rottweilers and a large glass of scotch, seething at the screen. He must
loathe the attention heaped on this young man, and more than this, he
must resent the ability of his organisation to get boots on the street
in a way the BNP could never do. But it isnāt just personalities which
divide EDL from BNP, but principles too. The ideological differences
between the two groups are worth returning to again and again. Despite
the myths and fables put about by Liberal crazies, they really are
nothing like each other. To understand why, consider two cases of
modern British ādiversityā; first, the mixed-race athlete Jessica
Ennis, and secondly, the British-based Jordanian preacher Abu Qatada.
These arenāt two names youāll often read in the same paragraph as each
other let alone sentence, but stay with me on this oneā¦. According to BNP ideology, the former,
as a product of Black-White miscegenation, represents as much of a
threat to British survival as the latter, perhaps even more. The latter
by contrast could even be considered an ally against the famous āJewish
conspiracyā deemed responsible for the very climate of ārace-mixingā in
which beautiful creatures like Ms Ennis are created.
For the EDL, the second is an
anti-Semitic crank and national-security threat who should be
immediately deported, while the first is the opposite of a threat; she
is a reason to hoist the flag higher and sing the anthem with greater
enthusiasm. Do you understand? The BNP is a blind
alley. Only fools are still found running up it. The EDL, together with
parties friendly to it like Liberty GB, are a surer bet, and though I
donāt like to invest much hope in any political force, perhaps together
they can be the answer weāve been waiting for. From Defend The Modern World
