The choice

Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.
-- Ronald Reagan

July 4th is something of a bittersweet day for me, as it has always been for the last several years.

Today of course marks the birth date of what is, hands down, the greatest country in the history of the world, forged as it was upon the anvil of history in blood and fire and steel. I don't care where you are from and what delights your own native land has to offer; the cold fact is that no other civilisation has ever come even close to what America has achieved over the last 241 years.

And that is because Americans have shown, repeatedly, that they are willing to stand up for what they believe in and defend their own hard-won freedoms. Just as their forefathers did on every battlefield between Bunker Hill and Yorktown.

The greatness of this country is no accident. It is the product of generations of sacrifice, hard work, and fealty given to Almighty God. He, in turn, has blessed this land; I only have to drive an hour or so out of Sodom-on-the-Hudson to see with mine own eyes that this is, unquestionably, His country.

And within this God-kissed land is a people unlike any other that I have ever encountered.

I have lived all over the world. When I arrived here nearly 11 years ago, I'd already lived in 5 countries- including America's proud progenitor, the United Kingdom- and had seen many different cultures up close. Some were, I admit, considerably more admirable than others.

Americans are like no one else on Earth. They are warm, welcoming, tolerant, decent, and open-minded in ways that will shock anyone from more parochial and closed-off Eastern cultures. They are unique in their willingness to admit and welcome strangers into this land- strangers like me.

All that they have ever asked of us- of me- is that we live by their laws, be respectful of their traditions and norms, speak their language, and not make a nuisance out of ourselves.

In return, we are allowed- even encouraged- to keep our own traditions alive, to celebrate our diverse heritages, and to live and work and marry and bear children in a land of peace, plenty, order, and civilisation.

As a proud de Tocquevillean and friend of America, I tell you now that you will never find a more generous set of hosts anywhere on Earth than the American people.

Yet it has become increasingly clear to me for the last several years that it is this very openness, this very tolerance, that is tearing America apart.

For the dirty little secret of America is that the very virtues that I praised above belong mostly to a particular type of Americans:

White Americans.

Try, if you have the stomach for it, to fit in among blacks, Hispanics, East or South Asians, or Africans in their various enclaves and neighbourhoods scattered throughout America's big cities. You're going to find very quickly that the kumbaya ideals that white Americans have fooled themselves into believing for so long, rather fail to function in the face of the uncomfortable realities of true diversity.

One of those realities is that there is a huge number of "Americans"- Supreme Dark Lord Vox Day (PBUH) estimates that this number is somewhere over eighty MILLION- who are not really American at all.

I rather tend to agree with him. Raising your right hand and swearing an oath of citizenship means not one damn thing if your loyalty is still to your old country and your people, rather than to this country and its people. Citizenship means nothing if you willingly and repeatedly vote for policies designed to make America ever less safe, ever less civilised, and ever more balkanised.

Indeed, the Balkan states provide a very sharp lesson for America, because that is exactly what large parts of this country are beginning to resemble.

There isn't really a "United States" of America anymore. There is instead a white America that is, for the most part, peaceful, civilised, orderly, civic-minded, neighbourly, quiet, and very pleasant indeed to live in.

And then there is black America, which is nothing short of a damned disaster. Its only real redeeming feature is that it's not quite as bad as sub-Saharan Africa. Not yet, anyway.

There is Hispanic America, which appears to be hell-bent on turning El Norte into a more expensive version of the outhouse that they made out of Mexico.

There is Asian America, which is small and fairly insular at this point, but which also insists on importing as many of their brethren as possible to form Chinese and Indian enclaves in every major metropolis in the country. I don't know if you've visited India or China recently; I have, and I can tell you right now that if you don't want Edison, NJ, to look like Bihar or Jharkhand, then it might be a good idea to stop importing quite so many of them over here. You already got most of their top-notch engineers and scientists during the Diaspora; you're not really getting their best right now.

There is LGBT America, which celebrates sexual degeneracy and perversion of the worst kind and insists on shoving that deviancy into everyone else's faces. And if you react with horror and disgust, as most sensible people would, then you are immediately tarred and feathered and branded a bigot, a homophone, a "transphobe" (whatever the hell that means), or any other of a dozen different pejoratives.

There is Muslim America, which forms a beachhead on American territory for the single most dangerous enemy that Western civilisation has ever seen. It screams loudly for protection from the very people that it would happily see enslaved and murdered by an intolerant, brutally repressive political ideology that masquerades as a religion, and insists that you let many more of their kind flood your shores, or else you will be called a racist and an Islamophobe.

Wherever you look, every racial group and every crazy deviant ideology wants its own "rights". They preach endlessly to the rest of us about their shibboleths of "tolerance" and "diversity", and hound us relentlessly if we refuse to toe their line.

Nowhere do we hear them talking about their responsibilities, that go along with those rights. Nowhere do they admit that they share this country with others who disagree with them, and that they are the minority, the guests, the outsiders, who must conform to the norms and customs of the majority.

Whatever the Founding Fathers in all of their wisdom and genius intended this country to become, this is NOT it.

Which brings us to the choice that Americans- real Americans, whether they be white or black or green or purple or whatever- face today.

President Reagan once said that freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. Well, if this country represents all of the wonderful blessings of true liberty- that priceless gift given to Man by the hands of God Himself- then this generation must either fight for those freedoms to be restored, or see them destroyed for good.

Neither path is easy. Each will be filled with strife and pain. And each will almost surely result in several "Americas", not one United States of America.

But one path offers a relatively peaceful way to preserve the culture, the heritage, and the Constitution of this, the last and best hope of free men on Earth. One path gives the people of this land- the ones who truly love it, bumps, warts, and all- the chance to build upon the great and terrible sacrifices that their forefathers made so that they could have this country for their own.

If I were an actual American, instead of merely a friend to its people, I know what I would choose.

There is hope, even in this coming darkness. The Spirit of America is still out there. I have seen it, that which I love, in the eyes and the souls of the good people of this land. It is simply waiting to be reclaimed. And it still can be, if only her children would choose to see it.

Finding her again will require great sacrifice, hardship, and commitment to a cause.

Which, of course, is exactly what the Founders, and the people of the original Colonies, signed on to do, 241 years ago on this day.

Will you honour their courage and sacrifice, and fight for and protect your God-given freedoms, the way that they did? Or will you let evil win and destroy the posterity that they died for?

That is your choice.


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