Perspective

Death By Replacement

Whites cheer on their own replacement by the diverse multitudes streaming into their countries. Whites are like the tortured identifying with the torture device that is slowly eviscerating them. They enjoy the pain of their entrails being pulled out of their stomachs. They watch in disinterested amusement as the torturer pulls out their fingernails and breaks their fingers one by one with a solid wooden mallet. Their screams of pain can easily be confused with hysterical fits of laughter. Who can tell the difference? In the West the mad mingles with satire and everybody accepts it as the new normalcy one has the duty to conform to.

It is important to remember that most whites do not want to be saved. Most of them do not want to see the survival of their race. This is more than evident in almost everything they say or do, the most obvious being their refusal to procreate. Whites value everything, from their career to the clothes they wear, more than having offspring.

Having and rearing children is hard work, and for most whites the only goals in life are instant self-gratification and the attainment of ultimate comfort in the knowledge that life is leisure for oneself and not responsibility for others. They do not see the value in ensuring the continuity of their genetic heritage. How can we expect whites to care about the concept of race when the notion of family is so utterly alien to them?

Whites cheer on their own replacement by the diverse multitudes streaming into their countries. Whites are like the tortured identifying with the torture device that is slowly eviscerating them. They enjoy the pain of their entrails being pulled out of their stomachs. They watch in disinterested amusement as the torturer pulls out their fingernails and breaks their fingers one by one with a solid wooden mallet. Their screams of pain can easily be confused with hysterical fits of laughter. Who can tell the difference? In the West the mad mingles with satire and everybody accepts it as the new normalcy one has the duty to conform to.

Liberal whites want to see an end to white rule because, in their deluded eyes, it was historically oppressive and the root of all evil perpetrated upon colored folks. To liberals, the eradication of the white race will usher in an Edenic utopia where the yellow, brown and black masses together will finally erect the Great Temple that will house happiness and brotherly joy, coupled with the knowledge that the Great White Devil has been banished back to the nefarious nether regions from which he originally clawed his way out of.

Conservative whites do not care if their own people slowly disappear as long as Western “values” live forever. For them, culture trumps race. They have more faith in abstract ideals than the biological reality in front of them. What they do not realize is that certain races create and maintain certain civilizations and cultures. Once the race disappears so does the civilization it built. Just as is the case with liberalism, civic nationalism will ultimately lead to death by replacement. Civic nationalism is cuck nationalism.

If the majority of Europeans secretly want Hungary and not Sweden, why do the majority of Europeans consistently vote for politicians that want to install Sweden rather than Hungary? After all, the whole voting process takes place in secrecy. If Europeans cannot even express their opinions in a secret voting booth, how can we expect them to voice their opposition to the EU’s suicidal policies in public?

Soon the demographic shift in Europe will have advanced to such a degree that anti-immigration parties will NEVER be able to win. If Europeans are unwilling to take a stand NOW, their countries and progeny will be doomed forever. When is the supposedly “silent majority” finally going to break its silence?

The West is a can of worms. Peopled mostly by worms, the West slithers along under the radar of historical responsibility. It steadfastly and dutifully ignores the call of the blood. The blood stopped boiling decades ago and now flows merely lukewarm in the veins of a penny-pinching merchant race. Looking up into the ceiling mirror, this merchant race does not see its own reflection. What benignly smiles back at it is merely the dull and distorted image of a once proud race that got lost in the woods, could not find its way back home and, for lack of wild beasts and better entertainment in this tranquil forest, started jerking off. And it is still jerking off today. Incessantly.

The white race is the new revolutionary subject. A pity it is not aware of it.

 

Constantin von Hoffmeister
Constantin von Hoffmeister is a writer, poet and pan-European visionary.