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...by James Mason
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The thing that brought this segment's topic to mind was a news item about the nomination of a transsexual for post commander of a branch of the American Legion. The only real Commander– George Lincoln Rockwell– used to chide the American Legion for being conspicuously absent at all of those countless Communist demonstrations during the 1960's and at the height of the Vietnam War. They would rather, he said, pass resolutions linking the American Nazi Party WITH the Communists even though we were the only ones out there physically opposing treason. Now it's really their turn!
Picture a middle-aged, thick-set, square-jawed veteran of World War Two or Korea vintage in a low-cut gown and long, blonde wig (or maybe it was his/her own hair?). Really ravishing! And this for an American Legion post commander as reported in a national news item!! Serves 'em right. Of all that sort of business I've seen, from "Christine" Jorgensen on up, this one was the most bizarre because, if you blocked out the gown and wig, and squinted your eyes so couldn't see the makeup, you had the face of a rugged male. It's all over people, I'm telling you! There's nothing and no one left to trust and rely on except ourselves.
In the beginning, that is, with the start of the Post World War Two era, any of that sort of thing was considered just one more weirdism. Trash music or "rock 'n' roll" was to all but the very young and impressionable just that: trash. And it was fervently hoped and expected that it would pass away. In the meantime, it was one more example of something strange and offbeat. The sight of racially mixed couples was an outrage but no less strange. "Addicts", etc., were the same. One tended to write them off, all of them, as lost causes, the dregs of society– in fact, the "exceptions" that proved the rule that America was still great. You and everyone you knew still were sure of what was what and who was who. At least until the point when everybody was on some kind of dope; until girls from "good families" were seen in the company of Blacks; until the new "Rock" made the old "Rock 'n' Roll" sound like Guy Lombardo; until weirdoes and sickies were found in higher social standing than you.
No longer "strange" but now, and for a long time past, only par for the course.
So if it's no longer remarkable or extraordinary (not to mention unacceptable) for music to be no more than a deafening roar; for mixed couples to be seen and encountered routinely; for marginal types of every description to be filling all kinds of key and administrative positions; for bars to be going up on windows and doors of businesses and homes– then what is it actually? It is that they used to be the degenerates. Now, instead, it is the society itself which has become degenerate. And you and I are the misfits. (The Right Wing of old was looking for a Russian-Chinese invasion, a "Red Dictatorship"! What actually happened turned out to be a thousand times worse.)
It's all meaningless now. It was a White society with White Men, White Women and White Children. White families, White culture, White values. Up until the Fifties, if you weren't White– including Jews– you either played it White or you didn't exist. If you were a druggie, you kept it hidden, or else. There was an Ideal– though it was too poorly defined and not at all effectively enforced– and it was a White Ideal. It was slowly eroded to the point where, today, there is nothing left of it.
Those principles that had been expounded and for which this country fought two World Wars to crush and destroy the very center of our Race and our Culture, from the start of this century on up, spelled out all of this clearly enough. Those who opposed the outward manifestations of it had no leg to stand on. It's here now and in full bloom! Democracy triumphant. And they still demand more, much more! Any doubt at all as to where it will ultimately lead?
And it is at this point that we must acknowledge to ourselves exactly who and what we are and what our goal is. For one, we are the remnant– which means the future is entirely up to us. For another, our job is not to "protest" any of this because to whom would we be protesting? Those who may be, for varying reasons, lagging behind their more jet-set, avant garde counterparts in the society? In five years time, more from the former will be among the latter. In ten years, yet more. In twenty to thirty, it'll all be down to a quivering, putrefying mass. Our goal is to, first, make sure that we survive its death. And, second, to hasten, if at all possible, that death.
[Vol. XIV, #7 – July, 1985]
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