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The Clarity of Decline
Preface to Paleface Sunset
© 2016 James LaFond
JUN/2/16
Paleface Sunset constitutes a six month journey into the back story of the extinction of my race. I might have arranged it as essays, resources, etc. I prefer the project to be seen for what it is, largely my response to questions from my combat, fiction and history readers who all seem to feel as if their kind of people are being phased out. One can now look in vain for a positive depiction of a white man that does not involve him submitting to the will of a woman who is wiser than he and/or saving a black person who is better than he. Two prime examples of this would be the movies Blood Diamond and Children of Men. In both cases the heroic, morally flawed, white man sacrifices himself to save a morally towering black at the behest of an insistently critical white woman.
I personally find that plot appealing and liked the variation of it in The Wild Geese, when racist, white South African mercenary fought and died to save a black politician. My problem with the above two examples—and I did enjoy these very well made movies—is that such a plot is now a requisite for having a heroic white male lead, and that the bad guys are no longer mixed race but largely white. For instance, the Movie Tears of the Sun had realistically portrayed black villains and the movie Romeo Must Die had a scene in it in which a Chinese man unrealistically beat the piss out of an entire gang of black thugs. Neither one of these movies could be made now, 10 years or so later, in the U.S. without alterations to reflect the racial agenda of our media rulers.
Recently, I viewed the move the Equalizer, with Denzel Washington, in which all of the villains are white men. The hero is a CIA assassin who has retired and consults with his Neo Conservative female boss, a goddess dispensing death across the globe—death that is righteous and good. All of the virtues appearing in this film are held by characters that are not white, adult men, although a buffoonish white clerk is permitted a moment of nerdish glory.
If we contrast this film to the one that made Mister Washington a highly demanded A-list actor, Training Day, we see in the better, more realistic portrayal of a corrupt cop some 15 years ago, a role that would probably be rejected by any black A-list actor today, and, more importantly, would not be written. This accomplishes the twin social objectives of raising the African American man on a pedestal far too high to accommodate the fallen Caucasian, but also serves the cause of demonstrating that the only good man must be subservient to a woman or a government, otherwise his masculine expression is tainted with evil. The moviegoer can see the early evolution of this in Man on Fire, another very well made Denzel Washington movie in which his performance is excellent as he saves a white girl from her white father and white associate, in service to the white mother, with brown men dying numerous incidental deaths.
I do not like to communicate in terms of movies, as these are among our crudest cultural devices. But, for the very reason that video provides the most idiot-accessible media and the fact that postmodern opinion is almost entirely formed among the idiot masses by audio-video means, it seems to offer the most best method for determining what gender and ethnic groups are currently in favor and which are in disfavor. For instance, in 1930s films, virtually all depictions of African Americans were of jolly idiots helpful to minor white concerns. Now virtually all depictions of African Americans portray them as both superior to and mistreated by, whites. Both of these false media templates are facets of an evolving Meta-Lie. It will be fascinating to measure the tilt of this false-immensity as it spins into a future in which white men occupy the seat furthest from the throne of moral privilege.
I think it is a good vantage to occupy, for the former place of privilege held by our kind offered not a single clear view of what was to come. We are, at this point in the decline of our kind, at least advantaged with a clear understanding of our hated place in the grand scheme. I see this scheme as one purely of power, of material acquisition and generation of debt, with no true racial component. However, I believe that those who worship their own greed and imbue it with the holiness formerly reserved for faith cannot permit the men whose ancestors brought down more empires than any other two races ever raised, to continue in positions of power.
From the Council on Un-American Opinion
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on combat
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time & cosmos
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honor among men
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the fighting edge
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