Happy New Year

The Annual Fourth of July Fireworks display at Woodsom Farm starts on ...
I miss seeing Old Glory flying high in the wind...
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. 
John 1:1
Goodbye 2014, hello 2015.

I've probably celebrated the New Year a few hours earlier than most of my readers, given that I'm currently in Asia, but the rest of you lot will catch up eventually. There may also be the odd Australian (this is somewhat redundant) who got to 2015 even before me- but he'll be too drunk by now to know it.

Let me take a moment from celebrating with my family here to acknowledge those who have stopped by, read, commented, linked, re-posted, quoted, and so on, and to thank you for doing so. I write for no one other than myself, because I like it, because it keeps my mind sharp, and because it interests me, but I have found, to my slightly bemused surprise, that others actually like to read what I write.

I have no idea why that is the case, but I am most deeply grateful that you do. I've been able to do it for two years and counting now, and I'm looking forward to many more years of it to come.

And I give thanks to the Lord for all that He has given me in my life. I hope and pray to Him that His mercy, wisdom, and benevolence will enrich your life as it has enriched mine.

Let me also say this about 2014: this was unquestionably a dark year. As Vox Day points out in his preface to one of Castalia House's latest releases,
[I]t is readily apparent to every well-informed observer that War is preparing to mount his steed, and he will soon be once more riding that terrible red horse over the nations of men. 
Death, too, has mounted his pale horse and is riding across the land. His scythes have cut deeply wherever they have landed- just ask those who lost loved ones on Malaysian Airlines flights MH17 and MH370, and AirAsia flight QZ8501.

All we need is for Conquest and Famine to mount their white and black horses respectively, and for the Whore of Babylon to ap- uh, wait, she's already here, never mind.


The resemblance is... uncanny

Yet even in the darkness, there is light. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

For this was also the year in which we- a loosely held, deeply territorial, highly individualistic, largely leaderless, perhaps almost anarchic, and congenitally anti-authoritarian confederation of social misfits, grumpy old farts, family men, pick-up artists, gamers, the odd woman or ten, cranky Millennials, and near-nutbags (like me)- proved that we can no longer be easily ignored.

For anyone but an SJW, this is really easy
This was the year that we showed the SJWs, the rabbits, the Morlocks, the Orcs, and all manner of foul creatures from the Left that they can no longer attack us with impunity.

This was the year that we showed them that they are weak, and we are strong.

That we will stand and FIGHT for what we believe in.

And that we are not afraid of them- but they had damn well better be afraid of us.

This was the year in which our ideas, tempered and purified and sharpened and polished through the endless debates of innumerable blogs and articles and monographs and books, gradually began to take hold in the mainstream.

Whether it was our rejections of the nonsense of feminist Utopianism, our furious reactions to the SJWs and their ham-fisted attempts to tell us what and how to play video games with #Gamergate, our resolute stance against unchecked immigration, or our insistence that women should strive to be feminine rather than feminist, our truths and our ideas are no longer the fevered dreams of fringe lunatics. They are daily becoming reality among the masses, if not the elites.

And that is how revolutions start. That is how we will win. We have Truth on our side- eternal Truths that have been discovered and refined through the free-for-all debate that is characteristic of our kind. We don't seek to remake the world in our image; instead, we seek to preserve and build upon that which we hold most dear.

We don't agree on the little details, and we shouldn't be expected to. But we agree on the major points, and that is enough.

The monolithic wall of stupidity that is the modern Left will stand for some time yet. That, too, is unavoidable.

But it will not stand forever.

As Vox said in his Christmas message, a Time of Testing is upon us, and the New Year will give us new battles to fight, new tactics to use, new ways to drain the clinging swamp of filth, slime, decay, and degradation that the Left has forced us to live in for the better part of fifty years. We bear responsibility for this, too, because we let them get away with it. The process of draining that swamp will take decades, and will consume many of us, body and soul, for it will require every ounce of strength, every iota of willpower, that we can muster.

But we will endure. We will fight back. We will triumph. And we will live to see the green and golden days of the past renewed once more- by the power, majesty, and might of God, the light will shine through again, for our children, and for their children.

Stay the course, my friends. Finish the fight.

But for now:

This message is approved by the Master Chief

And what better way to party than by listening to some TROLLFEST?


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