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White Sight
A Dialogue with Mescaline Franklin
© 2015 James LaFond
JUL/22/15
Yesterday Mescaline came into town for boxing training and to shake hands on two publication deals: The Poor Tour and the rights to publish a selection of my essays as part of an alternative right anthology. Over breakfast this morning and while scouting out Poor Tour locations in his primer-painted Porsche—I really don’t know why a dude would acquire such a car and then paint it only with that gray clay, but he did—he had a few questions for me.
Mescaline
When do you think the rural Christian men who seem to form the backbone of the U.S. military are going to wake up and stop acting as facilitating terminators for The Machine?
James
You are talking about guys that have somehow retained enough masculinity—against all public school programming and media mind-melding odds—to be effective combatants.
If this guy is a family guy, or a religious believer, all you have to do is find—or manufacturer, or conjure up—an enemy to his faith and/or his family, to keep him onboard. For this reason I believe that U.S. federal agencies are, as we speak, facilitating the entrance into the U.S. of radical Islamists, so that real domestic threats will pop up—a recruiting office or day care center gets hit, a media slut gets murdered, and Country Music fans who grew up shooting Bambi will be onboard with the crusade.
Mescaline
Of course, at the end of the day, these rural white Christians are used to turn the screw on others like themselves, who might have a Confederate flag in their window, or the tombstone of a Confederate soldier in their yard. So what then—do they wake up then?
James
Anyone who wakes up and stands up gets hammered down—and is made a social pariah. I see the masculine white Christian American remaining as the backbone of our emerging police state, in the same way that the Apache scouts and Indian Police were the point of the spear for the U.S. Government’s effort to stop Geronimo. For every Apache warrior loyal to Geronimo there were at least ten hunting him for the Whiteman, marking them as the last Apache’s to be able to function as warriors in their native habitat. So, while Christian ethics have been entirely devoured and superseded and transformed in the secular realm, and men are now the enemy of society, there will be a place for some men to function as men as long as men are hunted!
Imagine sixty years from now, that the last heterosexual, gender unimproved, U.S. gun owner is found hiding in a cabin, refusing to get a sex change?
Well, the legion of feminist busybodies, dyke cops, and transsexual simper-soldiers will not be able to efficiently bag this man. What they will do is find the last ten dudes who still have a nut sack and use them to track this guy down and kill him, making those ten hunters and one hunted, collectively the last eleven American men. If you have a choice between getting your balls snipped off in order to qualify for healthcare and housing, or keeping your balls and getting put out to pasture with some female Islamist POWs as sex slaves tossed into your retirement playpen, wouldn’t you go for that? Would not the decision to be the man to hunt down and kill the Last Man be the same as the Last Man’s decision to defy the One World Clit Order?
Looking at American history, we see that for every defiant Indian there were at least two Indian police to bring him in. For every gunfighter who sought to carry on the lost cause there was a posse to hunt him down.
Mescaline
In ten years, what do you think the percentage of blacks will be in Baltimore? I understand that right now it stands at like sixty-two percent.
James
Seventy-five percent—which crashes the remaining tax base and completes the nullification of the local police. Half of the white citizens I know are trying to get the hell out of Baltimore—are even embarrassed to tell people they live in Baltimore. They’ll claim to live in Parkville, for instance. Blacks have trouble growing their population because of the destructive decision making process fostered by their liberal white masters. So I see a larger ratio of blacks to whites based largely on white flight and sterile ennui, marking an overall population reduction.
Also, the quality of resident blacks will diminish. My best friend is black, and is leaving town in disgust as soon as possible.
Mescaline
I don’t want to give up hope for mankind. I fully expect, that thirty years from now, should I live that long, that I’ll be beaten to death in a parking lot by a pack of innocent unarmed black teens. I’d like to think, that while the EMTs insert the trake tube, that one of them will say, “Hey, did you hear that the Chinese finally landed on Mars?”
James
As a man who remembers watching the first lunar landing when I was a boy, and have read hundreds of science-fiction books, I am dumfounded by the fact that I cannot find a current science-fiction author or reader who thinks that humanity will get off of this planet. Staying on Earth exclusively is a commitment to total extinction. This is like being on Easter Island when the last tree was cut down, forever dooming the natives to languish on that rock.
I have two things to say to the legions of sci-fi writers and readers who believe that Man’s only viable future is greenhouse earth.
We are far into an interglacial period, which means that we have less time as a species to thrive as agriculturalists than we have used up since the end of the Younger Dryas Event.
Once mankind has faced a massive culling event, such as the eruption of the Yellowstone Caldera, short term global warming, the inevitable next long term new ice age, or the massive cloning of Madonna into an army of man-hunting fembots, those few humans who survive will have been given a second chance to become something more than a heard of domesticated apes.
I like their chances, whoever they are, and do harbor a sneaking suspicion that they will count among their number, people who do not tan easily, descendants of the visionary hunters who literally weathered the harshest ice age in human history.
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jr     Jul 22, 2015

I hope you're wrong regarding the Last White Men cannibalizing the Last White Men.

Regarding the Indian scouts, was it a case of playing one Indian tribe off against another? There must have been a lot of tribes who held serious grudges against their cousin tribes. From our vantage point, you'd think they would have more in common and united against whites, but maybe we can only hate what is closest to us. I mean Englishmen killing Germans and vice versa is pretty stupid in a larger historical context with the West sinking and China rising.

The Romans too were happy to enlist barbarians to fight against other Romans in their internecine civil wars. Ultimately in that example, the 'Indians' who is us/me, won!
James     Jul 28, 2015

As far as the Indians, it was mostly one tribe, like the Delawares or Crows siding with the white man and acting as scouts. But in the end, with the Northern Plains Indians and Apaches, the Indians hunted their own—that is why I think it was an End Time impulse, to be the last real warrior.
Ben Rumson     Jul 22, 2015

Swaying peoples "hearts and minds" by various intersts groups, is as old as the human race. You can walk the dog down any road you want to throughout history and find an outcome because of it—good or bad.

Example - Just learned today that Freeattle and state politicians are attempting to accomodate the "True Muslem faith" believers with home buying options. Apparently, those who subscribe to the ISIS style beliefs, don't or won't agree to pay interest on a home loan because it goes against their faith. WTF OVER?

The queer mayor of Freeattle and his dyke cabinet supports the initative. What about us the rest of us who are not Muslem?

Ugly and deadly fights are coming our way all over the country in the not too distant future. You can bank on it. With who? I'll guess with you. Shit, name 'em, for or against any particular movement. It's not going to be pretty.

In the end, I think it'll be a planet on fire, not an ice age. We can talk about that in Wyoming.

Ben Rumson
Jeremy Bentham     Jul 23, 2015

Being the jingoistic myrmidon that I am, I am curious. Just what exactly does Mescaline want rural Christian white men to do? I take it he does not believe they should be joining the U.S. Armed Forces? Why does he imagine it is a problem for rural Christian white males to join the U.S. military? What does he believe would be an acceptable alternative to joining the military? Who does he believe should join the U.S. military? Anyone? There is no “wrong” answer here. I am merely curious about what young people are thinking nowadays.
B     Jul 23, 2015

This is a linear projection. Life is not linear. The world is full of positive and negative feedback loops, followed by drastic events. 90% of the events involved in a catastrophic failure happen in the last 10% of the time.

The game theory behind the 10 dudes working for the state and the one guy resisting it is sound, but the calculations change completely if that one guy is part of an effective community.
Sam     Jul 23, 2015

I have hope that we'll live to see things change. I think they're starting too. Things in the service have been getting increasingly dildo for decades, but with things like the normailization of trannies in the ranks, it's becoming painfully clear that it ain't the place for young men chasing honor and seeking to be warriors. A lot of the guys I served with are disgusted at what's become of the military and are thankful they're out.

Also, the military is very cocoon-like. You may take in the same pop-culture via the movies and music, and go out with your buddies to go drinking, but your world revolves around your unit and the mission. You may get the feeling that things are fucked up and bitch about politicians, but at the end of the day, you ruck up and do as your told. You don't think about The Lie because you're just too damn busy and tired.

Wait till Joe gets out though. Let him see the "country" on whose behalf he fought, and watch with his own eyes how it hurls itself from anything good, beautiful, or true, headlong into a dawinian pile of burning shit. Let him read the words of The Ministry of Culture who shape the ideas and policies his friends died downrange to implement. Let him watch helplessly as any remnant of his heritage, values, and culture are ridiculed and "deconstructed" into meaningless. Let him ask questions and contemplate the extent of his betrayal. Some will run from the pain of it and embrace the lie and false gods of "cuckservatism," and "Merrika!" but there'll be many who won't, and they'll discourage others from following in their steps and serving masters who take advantage of their loyalty.

Case in point, my old squad leader. Made his bones as a Cherry in the first Gulf War, and went on just about every deployment a grunt could go on. In another era, he'd be a pagan barbarian king or something. Spoke to him after he retired last year, and he said he'll watch the news and fifteen minutes later he'll find himself shaking, and "then need to switch over and watch fuckin' Sponge Bob Square Pants or some shit just to calm down. And Sponge Bob Square Pants is the dumbest fuckin' shit on TV." (In fact, he no longer buys his own beer because he doesn't want his booze tax going to support fed.gov, and limits his interaction with outside world to grocery and cigarette runs.)

After all these years and all these deployments and all this bullshit, there are more and more veterans running around who are mad as hell. Give them time, and eventually they're gonna be looking to put boots to ass.

In the meantime, we toil under Dildolech and pray for our salvation. And wait.
Ben Rumson     Jul 23, 2015

To Sam -

I hope we live to see things change for the better myself. You're a man after my own heart! Old fuckin' Army guy here. I know what your talking about with your former squad leader (assuming retired E-7) having served myself in Gulf #1 way before then and far beyond. Been to really far away and cool places.

Bless you man for having the guts to take the puke tossed down your throat everyday in "Today's Army". I have a nephew in SF and 4 others who GRUNT along. I appeciate you man. Just grind it out. Do the duty and move forward. Like your SL, I too have to control myself; Andy Griffith, Bonanza, and Ponderosa are good; fuck the news.

I have a collection of merit badges myself. Fun shit back then, 30 years ago when I started. Men actually had nuts. No dykes or known fags were allowed to try out for RANGER School like a bunch of fuckin' cheerleaders are doing now-a-days. Are you shitting me? WTF went wrong? Wouldn't trust one of them with my back if I had 100 of 'em in my foxhole. THEY CANNOT BE COUNTED ON FOR ALOT OF REASONS!

I'm tabbed and served in a couple of RANGER Bat's long ago, won't tell you which one's. After several south of the border fun and games, and a few more rounds of Desert rat shit, I had my head examined. "They" found my head to be a little wobbly. Imagine that. I guess I'm ok now, thanks to Andy Griffith.

Remind me about the "Stress Card" days that fucking Drill Sergeants were handing out in the '90's. "Stop Shooting At Me, I'm Scared!!" My 1ST SGT had a hey-day with that shit. Those kids made good targets until we un-fucked their minds.

Guys like us can and will link-up when the shit hits the fan. I still fly a very accurate projectile. Practice reguarly twice a week. When the shit hits the fan; you can be on my side. I just can't run very fast. Have to drag a leg along, but I can lay down very effective covering fire.

Like one of my gunners said during a PT test, "Fuck this running shit! There comes a time when we have to turn around and fight!"

Ben Rumson
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