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They're fighting against us psychologically and economically still but they will eventually visit the Holodomor, Rhodesia, and South Africa on us all. They hate us. They want to rape, kill, and eat you, your wives, and your children. There is no peace to be had with these monsters or their blind supporters. We have no representation left anywhere. Nobody is coming to save you. And there is no moral obligation to abide by the decrees of demented tyrants. Find your spine, find your lines in the sand, whatever they are, and don't back down from them. And do it with a smile.

In Rhodesia:

In this sea of troubles some of the bravest men and women are the white farmers and their wives: they fight our battles, produce our food, care for their labour-forces and suffer enormous losses of cattle – stolen, maimed, hamstrung or slaughtered by terrorists. If you want to find faith and confidence go to the farms. One mother fought off terrorists, with her 13-year-old son re-loading for her, till she could fight no more. Putting her arms round her two children she said:

“We are all going to die tonight, but we must be very brave. No tears.” The three survived.

No more tears.

They're fighting against us psychologically and economically still but they will eventually visit the Holodomor, Rhodesia, and South Africa on us all. They hate us. They want to rape, kill, and eat you, your wives, and your children. There is no peace to be had with these monsters or their blind supporters. We have no representation left anywhere. Nobody is coming to save you. And there is no moral obligation to abide by the decrees of demented tyrants. Find your spine, find your lines in the sand, whatever they are, and don't back down from them. And do it with a smile. In Rhodesia: >In this sea of troubles some of the bravest men and women are the white farmers and their wives: they fight our battles, produce our food, care for their labour-forces and suffer enormous losses of cattle – stolen, maimed, hamstrung or slaughtered by terrorists. If you want to find faith and confidence go to the farms. One mother fought off terrorists, with her 13-year-old son re-loading for her, till she could fight no more. Putting her arms round her two children she said: >“We are all going to die tonight, but we must be very brave. No tears.” The three survived. No more tears.

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[–] • 3 pts

I'm tired of it all and I'm glad too there are people here with same mindset.

Europe and US are powder kegs waiting to blow, we can pretend there is a political solution all we want, but voting no longer exists. Both of out continents are run by unelected councils of jews and White traitors. My father's cancer relapsed and my mother is rapidly developing dementia from the vaccine they manipulated them into taking. What am I supposed to do? Form a political party? Hand out leaflets and put banners over highways? Eat the bugs?

It's all fun and games until a White man apes out.

[–] • 1 pt

> It's all fun and games until a White man apes out.

Well said. I would rather see the world burn than for my kids to have no future.

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Europe and US are powder kegs waiting to blow, we can pretend there is a political solution all we want, but voting no longer exists. Both of out continents are run by unelected councils of jews and White traitors. My father's cancer relapsed and my mother is rapidly developing dementia from the vaccine they manipulated them into taking. What am I supposed to do? Form a political party? Hand out leaflets and put banners over highways? Eat the bugs?

Spot on. Sorry about your parents.