An announcement about David, from his family
To David’s friends and readers around the world,
For nearly three years, these updates have come from me rather than from David. During that time, many of you have written to ask after him—kindly, patiently and sometimes shrewdly, reading between lines I was not yet free to fill in.
Our family has now decided that it is time to explain what has happened and, as far as possible, to let David tell it in his own words.
During what was intended to be a six-week working visit to the United States in the autumn of 2023, David suffered a stroke. What we have not previously made public is the diagnosis subsequently given by the NHS: vascular dementia.
David is at home, comfortable and in good spirits. He is cared for around the clock and surrounded by those who love him. But he cannot return to his work, and he will not be writing these messages again himself. He would have wanted that stated plainly.
In preparing this announcement, I returned to his diaries and correspondence. They reveal that David had been observing and recording changes in his health for over a decade.
During a speaking tour in November 2014, he wrote:
“Good meeting but my brain difficulty, if there is one, is perceptible and I hope no one noticed. I give a poor, disjointed talk, painfully aware when I hesitated. I forgot names and events and generally made a mess of things.”
Yet David continued.
When his speaking voice deteriorated further, he wrote in 2021:
“I cannot speak yet, my voice is impaired. I am using the interval to polish Vol. III, which will be published later this year, God willing.”
“Using the interval” was characteristic of him. He treated the loss of his voice as a scheduling matter: time reassigned to the book.
The following year, he wrote the words we would ask his readers to remember above all others:
“I am editing Vol. III, intensively. I can’t afford to quit now. For any reason. D.V.”
The last dated entry in David’s diary is from 22 September 2023. He had spent that final week as he had spent so much of his life:
“A relatively productive day editing.”
Even as his health failed, he remained at his desk. He never abandoned the work.
The practical arrangements upon which his readers rely will continue. The website and its archives will remain online, and the bookshop will continue supplying his books.
Churchill’s War, Volume III: The Sundered Dream—the manuscript David was still editing in the final days of his diary—is in the pipeline and in good hands. Its footnotes and source citations are being checked against the original documents at the National Archives and elsewhere so that the finished volume meets the standard David set for it.
The work he felt he could not quit “for any reason” will be completed according to his instructions.
For decades, David’s readers have stood by him. Many of you have followed his work across generations, filled halls to hear him speak, written to him from every part of the world and kept his books in print through your loyalty.
Now, if you are able, we ask you to stand with him once more.
The bookshop supports the office, website, archive and publishing work. Book sales, however, do not cover the cost of David’s round-the-clock care, which our family has carried privately for nearly three years.
We have therefore established a care fund. Every contribution will be used solely for David’s care—not for the office or publishing. A monthly contribution is especially helpful because his care costs recur every month, but a gift of any size will make a difference. Nothing is expected from anyone who cannot comfortably spare it.
Support David’s care:
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Messages for David may be sent to [email protected]. We read them to him and ask only for patience with replies and respect for our family’s privacy.
David recognised and recorded many of the changes in his health long before the final diagnosis gave them a name. He continued speaking for as long as he could. When his voice failed, he called it an interval and returned to the manuscript.
Whatever judgments people make about the rest of his life and work, his readers deserve to know how he met this.
Now, in his own words, they do.
With gratitude for your loyalty to him,
Adam Irving
on behalf of our family
🚨 Day 2 update, continued.. 🚨
The state continued its questioning of the first witness, the father of the 10-year-old child (who was 9 at the time of the incident).
Two interpreters were required, rotating every 30 minutes.
The father testified that he works as a bus driver (odd given that he does not speak English and bus drivers typically need a driver’s license with English proficiency requirements.)
The viral video was then played for the jury and the courtroom.
After laborious, often repetitive and seemingly coached questioning by the state, the father eventually stated that he saw his son take an item from Shiloh’s belongings. He said Shiloh chased after the boy, and he believed she was pursuing him not only to retrieve her property but also to “rumble” with or strike him.
Just as defense attorney Brian Karalus began his cross-examination, the clock approached 5:00 p.m. and the judge adjourned for the day.
Let's be clear about exactly what transpired on that Minnesota playground last year.
A White mom, Shiloh Hendrix, brought her White toddler to enjoy some playtime.
While there, a Somali 8-year-old who is being used in a large-scale Somali autism scam attempted to steal from Shiloh Hendrix. Shiloh Hendrix caught the child stealing, and allegedly called him a “nigger.”
That's when a known Somali sex pest, unrelated to the child (not his uncle as first reported), began filming Shiloh Hendrix, haranguing her for not facilitating the younger Somali's burgeoning criminal career. The Somali sex pest continued accosting Shiloh Hendrix as she was trying to leave the park. He used the word “nigger” three times himself before asking her, “Why don't you have the balls to say it right now again?”
Shiloh Hendrix then defiantly responded, “Fuck you, nigger. Nigger nigger nigger.”
Note that the Somali sex pest pursued Shiloh Hendrix throughout the interaction. She never sought to engage him. And, for the record, he also said “nigger” two more times as he continued browbeating her as she walked away.
The Somali sex pest then immediately seized the opportunity to play victim and posted the video online. A tidal wave of performative anti-White outrage then ensued across social and mainstream media.
Four months after Shiloh Hendrix committed zero crimes on the playground, anti-White prosecutors in Minnesota brought three preposterous charges of “disorderly conduct” against her.
One was dropped pre-trial, and she now faces the remaining two counts of “disorderly conduct.” The first count is for saying “nigger” to the young Somali thief, and the second count is for saying “nigger” to the adult Somali sex pest.
Yes, Shiloh Hendrix is being charged for saying “nigger” to a man after that man asked her to say “nigger.”
Each count carries a maximum penalty of 90 days in jail and/or a $1,000 fine.
The only “disorderly conduct” that took place that day came from the Somali park pirates - not Shiloh Hendrix. But no crime is higher than that of White people's words, so the only actual victim in this incident is now on trial for saying a word - demonstrating, once again, that White people are no longer protected by the First Amendment.
The criminal prosecution of Shiloh Hendrix is yet another in a long list of flagrantly malicious anti-White persecutions. The purpose of a system is what it does. This is America's “justice” system.
A lot of brown people talk to me like "haha we are winning, you are losing!"
Nah bro, everyone's losing, especially you.
If you "win," the biggest losers are still going to be you. You're going to be in Hell forever with no one to save you.
You are all going to end up right back where you started, but without any of us left to give you free wealth out of misguided pity.
What do you think you're winning, exactly? Do you think you get to keep our stuff when we're gone? I know this is too hard for a lot of brown brains, but stuff goes away over time. You're not going to be able to replace the stuff we created.
Everything we have takes a huge amount of maintenance and cooperation. You people are really fucking bad at that. We built railroads in a lot of your countries and you literally just let them turn into rust.
That is what you do.
We have better stuff because we are always growing things and mining things and gathering things and coordinating things and figuring out new ways to put things together.
None of you know how to do any of that. If you knew how to do it, you would do it where you already live. You wouldn't need to move to where we live. For our stuff.
Take a moment. Imagine what you think you're going to have when we're gone. Cities? Cars? Homes? Boats? Jobs? Roles in Hollywood movies?
Why would those things exist after we no longer exist? Where are they going to come from?
Do you really think there's going to be, like, a black tech company in America once white people are gone? Why aren't there any in africa?
Why aren't there any in Baltimore? All the stuff white people made was still there. Where did it go? What did the blacks do with it?
Oh, yeah. Rust.
Do you really think that Microsoft and Adobe are better when you fill them with Indians and fire all the white guys?
Why is there no Microsoft or adobe in india? What just happened to IBM recently? Rust.
All of the shit that you want to steal from us cannot be stolen. It only exists because it is "the way that white people do things." You cannot do things the way that white people do things because you are not white. You cannot take what we have because you cannot be what we are.
If you take everything we have, as you say you plan to do, it will immediately turn into the same things that you already have, because that is what you are. That is what you do.
And there will be absolutely nowhere to go to find anything better, because there will be no one left who can make it.
You all say you want to move to the West. Imagine there's nowhere to move.
"The West" is us. It's our bodies. Not yours. It's wherever we live.
Without us, you will look at the hell you have created, and you will envy us once more for not being alive to see it.
You cannot win. You can either stay where you are and look at what we have from far away, or you can remove it from the Earth and have nothing to hope for ever again.
Global africa.
Global india.
Global mexico.
You will envy the dead.
Forever!
🚨 Shiloh Trial Day 1 Update 🚨
Jury selection began today. Jurors filled out a questionnaire, and several were questioned individually about their answers, mainly what they had seen or heard about the case and where they got that information.
Quick notes from the questioning:
Out of 16+ prospective jurors, almost all mentioned Facebook, a couple said television/IG/TikTok, and only one said “Twitter.”
Facebook remains the dominant source for news and information for most people. TikTok and Instagram each got a couple of mentions, but the name “X” wasn’t brought up even once.
A handful of prospective jurors openly admitted they could not be fair and impartial. Surprisingly, the judge didn’t strike many of them from the pool even after they repeated it over and over.
The jury has not been selected yet; that process should wrap up tomorrow.
🚨 HOLY HELL Minnesota is way DARKER than anyone thought.
A Somali refugee just blew the entire welfare racket wide open.
He says they TOLD him to refuse assimilation and jump straight onto Section 8 and government benefits. That’s the “system.”
“I was told to go find discounted housing, get on Section 8, sign up for community benefits.”
And when he suggested actually integrating?
His own community ATTACKED him.
“The community treated welfare like a way of life. I said we can do better. They said no.”
He came here at 29, fully aware of what he escaped in Somalia. And even HE is shocked at the fraud and rot in Minnesota.
Massive respect to Abdi Iftin for exposing what Democrats desperately try to hide.
Rep. Gill: "Is it important to be polite?"
Smithsonian Director Hartig: "Yes, sir"
Gill: "The Smithsonian lists politeness as an attribute of white supremacy"
Israelis in private Telegram groups are mocking the death of the 19 year-old U.S. soldier Isabella Gonzales.
She died protecting Israel.
They are laughing.
I am now fully convinced major fraud is taking place in North Carolina crime stats.
Last night, I was researching a case when I kept noticing something odd.
A Hispanic suspect who was correctly labelled as "Hispanic" would strangely be "Caucasian" in other arrests.
This happened more than once, so I started digging.
Turns out, this CONSTANTLY.
In fact, even when a suspect is clearly Hispanic, even has an ICE detainer, and the option for Ethnicity is available to pick "H" (Hispanic)... they are OFTEN labelled as "Caucasian".
I didn't come across this once or twice.
I saw it hundreds and hundreds of times... the option to pick "Hispanic" is there, they just aren't using it.
They are purposely choosing the label of "WHITE CAUCASIAN" to identify CLEARLY Hispanic criminal illegal aliens from OTHER COUNTRIES.
This is massive fraud.
You should watch the full video of this if you can find it. I'll break it down for you:
1. After whites invented airplanes, we started building airports on Islands to help us travel and transport things.
2. Some of those islands had blacks on them. None of them had ever seen any white people or any white technology before. We tried not to bother with them, but they were curious about us.
3. The blacks saw that the airplanes brought lots and lots of goodies, like food and tools and blankets.
4. The blacks wanted the goodies.
5. The blacks created a religion stating that the evil white man had stolen the airplanes from their black ancestors. They started performing savage rituals to make airplanes come to them instead of to the evil white man.
6. Thankfully, they did not have televisions or smartphones or civil rights or George Soros to help them murder the white people and take the cargo, so they were easily stopped from their savage black violence by a chain link fence.
Understand.
There was absolutely no history between the whites with their cargo planes and the blacks living on these islands.
The blacks simply saw that the whites had something they wanted, and they invented a false history to justify stealing, which became their religion.
"We invented cargo planes" is the same black theft impulse as "we built America."
Real-life events have absolutely nothing to do with black claims of entitlement to White property. It is a built-in genetic impulse. Their brains create religions wherein they were the original creators of whatever it is that they want to steal. This then justifies their violent urges.
BREAKING: The Odyssey is FAKING ticket sales by buying up theaters/seats (Fraud) to make the movie look like a success (already $400 million in the hole) moviegoers are reporting having to take terrible seats (because full) but when they show up the theaters are mostly empty.
Big discovery on Rotten Tomatoes for The Odyssey.
The real audience score is sitting at 56%, not the fake 97% they’re showing with their “Verified Audience” bullshit.
A r/KotakuInAction user figured out how to see the actual numbers behind RT’s manipulation.
Exactly what we’ve been saying. Real people are dragging this butchered mess, but Rotten Tomatoes is bending over backwards to protect it.
Classic.
Per my local police department, Flock charges approximately $3000/year per camera.
So American taxpayers are spending $349,671,000 per year to be constantly monitored. Most Americans are unaware this is happening.
@therealDeFlock
Jimmy Carter ensured the Weather Underground terrorists faced next to no serious consequences for doing everything from murdering police officers in bombings to trying to murder white babies to aiding the Black Liberation Army in its guerrilla war against America
Jimmy Carter was one of the most evil men to ever be President of the United States, and should be regarded as such. He was a through-and-through race communist who did everything possible to help that side win, whether in New York or Rhodesia