Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the little decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance. -C. S. Lewis
Trump’s beautification efforts for DC are more important than people realize.
Past administrations treated this nation like conquerors treat conquered land.
They intentionally removed the statues, the culture, the history, etc., so they could remove the national identity.
Psychological demoralization of the conquered peoples. That’s what the Democrats were doing to our nation, because they are represented by foreign interests attempting to conquer and overthrow this nation from within.
All of the attacks on everything America, is not an accident. It’s part of the Globalist Left’s broader plot to subvert this nation and eradicate the American People.
Henry Nowak died the same way a civilization dies: abandoned, handcuffed by authorities who neither trusted nor cared for him, and accused of hate crimes he did not commit. His murder is as tragic as it is enraging. He should still be alive today, and he would be if the last few generations of European elites had stood their ground against the politics of self-hatred and the mass invasion of migrants, many of whom despise the West and the people who love it.
Henry was far from the first to so needlessly lose his life, and I fear he won’t be the last. Each time a life like his is lost, the proper response—the only response—is righteous anger. One of the most important things the Trump administration has proven to the world is that stopping the flow of mass migration and defending national sovereignty is a matter of political will and leadership. Anything else is an excuse.
It is because we love the West that we want to preserve it. We love our civilization. We love our country. We love our children. And nobody—nobody—should ever die the way that Henry Nowak died. May God comfort those who loved him, and may God rest his soul.
Several serving and former Hampshire Police Officers have told me that ‘we had it drummed into us about our white privilege and unconscious bias’.
Training was outsourced to a third party company and the trainer ‘was deeply hateful of white people and our culture.’
Officers have reported to me about being furious but unable to complain out of fear for their jobs.
This is exactly why I blocked the Race Action Plan as Home Secretary.
It is disgraceful that this stuff went on in policing. And the PCC and CC need to be held to account.
@ReemAmirIbrahim If you have a right of self-defense, but you do not have the right to have the means to defend yourself, the right is moot. Having the means to defend yourself is a human rights issue. That is the heart of the second amendment in the United States.
I try not to contradict Nate very often but there’s a perfectly valid reason why it takes so long to count votes in California. Here is a typical timeline:
Election Day: everyone votes
Week 1: mail in ballots, absentee ballots, military ballots, overseas ballots, ballots accidentally issued to people’s pets, and ballots harvested from Skid Row start trickling in.
Week 2: As the ballots pile up, Officials consider appointing a Committee to Count Ballots.
Week 3: Committee to Count Ballots is appointed and commences discussion on electing a chairman.
Week 4: deadline for ballots from illegal immigrants.
Week 5: Committee decides that “chairman” is an outdated term and will be replaced by a term to be decided later once the Committee to Count Ballots Diversity Consultants finishes their report.
Week 6: fraudulent ballots from the Chinese Communist Party arrive.
Week 7: The Committee elects as Chairzerxon a nonbinary disabled child to count the ballots.
Week 8: it is discovered that the Chairzerxon does not actually know how to count.
Week 9: the ballots are thrown away and the Committee announces election results that are entirely made up.
Je me suis longtemps passionné pour la psychologie, et une période m'obsède plus que toutes les autres.
L'après-guerre.
Le moment où des chercheurs se sont posé la question la plus dérangeante du siècle: comment l'Allemagne nazie avait-elle transformé des pères de famille ordinaires en bourreaux de camp?
La réponse, ils ne l'ont pas trouvée chez des monstres. Ils l'ont trouvée chez des hommes parfaitement banals.
Hannah Arendt a appelé ça la banalité du mal. L'historien Christopher Browning, en étudiant le bataillon de réserve 101 (des policiers d'âge mûr, des pères, des commerçants), a montré que ce ne sont pas des fanatiques qui ont fusillé des civils, mais des hommes normaux incapables de désobéir au cadre dominant.
Puis vint Milgram. À Yale, environ deux tiers de gens ordinaires ont infligé ce qu'ils croyaient être des décharges mortelles, simplement parce qu'une autorité en blouse blanche le leur ordonnait. L'expérience de la prison de Stanford a montré la même chose sous un autre angle: donnez à quelqu'un un rôle et un cadre, et il s'y conformera jusqu'à l'inhumain.
La leçon n'est pas allemande. Elle est humaine.
Le mécanisme s'active dès qu'un cadre moral dominant fait craindre la sanction sociale plus que ne compte le témoignage de ses propres yeux. L'individu cesse de voir ce qu'il voit. Il voit ce que le cadre l'autorise à voir.
Maintenant, regardez Southampton.
Henry Nowak, 18 ans, poignardé, allongé au sol, répète aux policiers « j'ai été poignardé », « je ne peux plus respirer ».
Réponse de l'officier: « I don't think you have, mate. »
Pendant ce temps, son meurtrier retourne la situation d'une phrase: il aurait été victime d'une agression raciste. Quatre mots ont suffi pour déplacer le soupçon de l'agresseur vers la victime.
Et l'officier a obéi. Pas à un ordre. À un cadre.
Un cadre qui lui a appris, pendant des années, qu'une plainte pour racisme est l'accusation la plus dangereuse de sa carrière. Plus dangereuse, dans son réflexe conditionné, qu'un corps qui se vide de son sang devant lui.
Exactement le mécanisme de Milgram, de Browning. Un homme normal qui cesse de croire ses propres yeux parce qu'un cadre moral lui a appris ce qu'il devait craindre.
C'est précisément ça qui me terrifie.
Souvenez-vous: le monde entier s'est agenouillé pour quatre mots, « I can't breathe ». Des entreprises, des gouvernements, des stades entiers.
Henry a prononcé les mêmes mots, en train de mourir. Il n'y aura ni genou à terre, ni hashtag, ni minute de silence.
Parce que sa mort ne sert pas le cadre. Elle le contredit.
Et un système qui apprend à une société entière à faire passer l'accusation de racisme avant les faits, avant le corps, avant la vie, n'est pas une posture morale inoffensive.
C'est une machine à fabriquer des hommes qui, face à un enfant en train de mourir, choisissent les menottes.
You’ll notice there is no look-back celebration or remembrance of this or virtually any of the other great moral victories from that era. It’s all been memory holed, a will-o'-the-wisp dimming out in the far distance.
He needs to lose his house. The person who trained him needs to lose his house. The person who trained his trainer needs to lose his house. Everyone who touched the policy who made this happen needs to lose their house. They need to struggle. If there is no pain why would they stop?
I can tell you how this encounter would have gone in our little town, with our quintessentially American police force…
Something interesting to note: Aside from a rule, American police are doctrinally far more heavily armed and also far more aggressive that British police. By that I mean the doctrine itself is more aggressive. We are more apt to detain, more apt to use force, and more apt to use deadly force as a matter of doctrine.
Yet in my experience, at least in conservative towns, those same American police are far more laid back in their interaction with non-violent offenders. And they are far more likely to laugh in someone’s face when he tries to report a “speech offense.” So we get a report of a disturbance and racist language. Two units are dispatched. We roll up.
“Hey, what’s going on, guys.”
“He was calling me this that and the other thing.”
“Okay, bud, we’ll get to that. You want to step over there with this officer right quick? You can give him your statement. Hey, man, what about you. You okay?”
“Help. I’ve been stabbed.”
“Okay, where have you been stabbed?”
“My chest. I can’t breathe.”
“Let me look at that. … Oh, wow. You have been stabbed. Three forty, detain that male. Dispatch, I need EMS for an adult male with multiple stab wounds, reporting trouble breathing. Say right here, bud! Keep your hand on that!” And the officer runs to grab a first aid kit and begins the MARCH algorithm, to include chest seals.
Meanwhile, 340 is drawing his gun. “Turn around and put your hands on your head! Do it now! Get on your knees! Both of you, down on your knees now! Face away from me! Do not ****in’ move!”
And every patrol unit not on a call converges on the scene at maximum Mach, to join in detaining everyone nearby and securing the scene for EMS.
Would that have saved Nowak’s life? Potentially, with some allowance for geography. Our little town has a typical EMS response time to a call like that of merely a few hundred seconds. Despite the severity of his pulmonary hemorrhage, EMS might very well have been able to drain and reinflate his lungs sufficient to preserve his life.
What I would draw your attention to, though, is the contrast in police attitude. The police of the UK, despite being largely unarmed and tactically useless, are bullies. They present from the first moment in gestapo-like fashion, as the face of a not only oppressive but disdainful government, very reminiscent of the agents described by Solzhenitsyn (in Gulag) in the early stages of the autocratic takeover, who, though haughty with power, are nonetheless at that stage few, and probably could have been resisted and counter-bullied by a mass-aligned population. But, as Solzhenitsyn describes, the population succumbs to the prisoner’s dilemma. No one wants to be the first to stick his neck out, the first to put his head before their batons. So, weak as they are in fact, they bully successfully.
American police are the same way in liberal enclaves, bullies, highly corrupt, but my point is that it is not their armament, or even their aggressive use of force doctrine, which makes them so. It is ideology. In countless towns across America you have police forces which are orders of magnitude more heavily armed, and orders of magnitude more violent in nature, who revel in a good fight, who yearn for it and itch for it, and yet are far less violent in practice because they aren’t bullies. They are, as Grossman calls them, sheepdogs. They like to hunt wolves, not bully sheep.
And because they fancy themselves dangerous, like Great Pyrenees among coyotes, generally, they tend to be much more relaxed even around potential offenders. The hand is ready, but the demeanor is easy. Even investigating family, we usually don’t handcuff as quickly as these officers handcuffed a man lying on the ground accused of words. We separate parties. We deescalate, we get everyone’s side of the story. We invite the suspect to surrender himself to arrest peacefully…
It's rare for imagery this iconic to emerge organically.
It's just a still taken from the body cam of Henry's murder and yet it is so poetic in its composition.
The pale white flesh of Henry's hand, visibly depleted of blood as he is moments away from death, is both contrasted against his dark clothing and illuminated by the rays of the flashlight such that the image takes on the characteristics of a renaissance painting.
Henry's hand is curled into something like fist. It naturally draws comparisons to Black Lives Matter and the "Black Power" Fist iconography, Henry's dying paleness evoking "White Power," the boogeyman we have destroyed our societies attempting to stymie.
But there is no "White Power." Henry is dying. The fist is literally shackled, constrained, and drained of life. It is being "attacked" by the begloved hands, artificial, latex, inhuman, contorted into the shape of a predatory claw. These are literally the arms of the state. The "Systemic Organism." Our ultimate tyrant.
These are not the hands of the individual officers to whom they actually belong, but rather the hands of a system, a meta-organism. Hands following orders that did not come from the minds of the human individuals but rather the Systemic Egregore. Hands operating under explicit instructions to elevate testimony that claims "racism" and to treat all Whites with suspicion as avatars of that "ultimate evil" against which the system has oriented itself.
Except Henry was not evil. He was a victim of this inhuman system. This grotesquely maligned system embodied and visible in the grotesque blue claw clasping him and holding him down as he dies. The system that shackles the dying White "Power."
Henry is Britain. He is the West. We are all dying. We are all bleeding to death shackled by the inhuman systems we live under. And if we continue to be shackled by these systems, we will, like Henry, die.
The total repudiation of these governments are necessary to make any change. Incremental improvements are entirely insufficient. The time to be ungovernable is now.
Regime change is necessary. Remigration is necessary. The mass rejection of the status quo and its systems is necessary.
Revolution is necessary.