NOMENCLATURE

WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE BLACK COLLAR?

Despite what you might think of him, the first time I heard the term “black collar” was in a Marilyn Manson song, “Use Your Fist and Not Your Mouth.”* Thus began a curiosity with the term, which I originally associated with Fascist “blackshirts.”**

Wik-tionary defines “black collar” thusly: “Of or pertaining to employment in the black market; that is, to engagement[sic] in illicit trade or distribution of untaxed goods and services.”

So, let me make it perfectly clear that I am using “black collar” in a different sense:

I oppose all illegal activities, as it is STUPID to break the law and impair one’s ability to function within society.

I do not use “black collar” in a Tony Soprano connotation, but in a sense applicable to those in the early 20th century who violently opposed the disease of liberalism and briefly returned Europe to a respectable stature only to see things go horribly awry. (In a sense, I'm nostalgic about the past and an alternate future that was aborted.)

I hope this post will keep black market folk from thinking, “Finally, a manifesto about selling stolen cigarettes.” Because, when I use “black collar,” I mean the guys who string up black marketers and throw them all in a common grave. And the only liberal actions of such black collar fellows will be the sprinkling of lime they put over the criminals’ dead bodies.

*(See song lyrics here: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/marilynmanson/useyourfistandnotyourmouth.html).

**(See Wiki entry: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackshirts).

FUTURISM

This is a great Web page with many manifestos from Italian Futurists.

http://www.unknown.nu/futurism/

After all, the whole fun of a manifesto is being able to make sweeping claims.

I HATE JAZZ

It has been said by some that they would not walk across the street to hear live music, but they would gladly walk a mile out of their way to avoid live music. I’m even worse. I’d like to systematically exterminate the jazz musicians of the world.
I know a lot of negrophiles will bristle at such a sweeping condemnation.
Put simply, jazz has its roots in Afro-Cuban music—the kind where they monotonously beat on tom-toms, hopped-up on hallucinogens and whatnot, inviting possession at the behest of a witchdoctor (see, for instance, the rites of the Orisha of the Yoruba in Haiti, Dervish sects or the Macumba). As Evola says, it is “primitive and collective in character” (164).
See a video of an Orisha dance:

Move over Beethoven:


The mindless drug use associated with jazz is another one of its perks as a musical genre: “The frequent use of drugs both by performers of this music and by the enraptured young people is also significant, causing a true, frenetic “crowd mentality,” as in beat or hippie sessions in California involving tens of thousands of both sexes” (164).
Here’s the product of such behavior:


Where I differ with Evola is that he praises the spiritual background of Jazz’s roots and argues that the differentiated man can use Jazz as a sort of palliative for dealing with the modern epoch. The only thing I can use Jazz for is to torture myself.

I HAVE A DREAM

January, 20, 2009, president elect, Barack Obama, was assassinated by a lone gunman. A work of art, the marksmanship of the shooter ironically used the Mozambique Drill. Obama's brains splattered all over Chief Justice John Roberts, and the look on his face was priceless. No dry cleaner on the planet could clean that up.

Soon thereafter to no avail, the media, unlike its usual self, tried not to exacerbate the situation. Major U.S. cities erupted into race-based riots, the likes of which had never been seen. As usual, blacks burned their own neighborhoods first and practiced useless random acts of violence. Scared white liberals who once believed in gun control quietly whimpered like spaniels.

Woe was revisited upon Los Angeles to such an extreme that the 1992 riots were fondly remembered, and death tolls were unimaginably high.

The difference between this set of race riots and those of the past is telling, as intrepid individuals deliberately fueled these riots, perpetuating the anarchy and creating a power vacuum. Rather than letting the riots run their own course, they were directed.

Since government is a protection-obedience racket, without security, taxpayers had little incentive to pledge obedience. And citizens looked to the next Tony Soprano-like entity capable of providing order. Only it wasn’t in the cards for Americans to be bailed out so quickly. There were tough lessons to learn, and stern teachers stood to gain if weak students were winnowed.

In this case, the persons behind the assassination of Obama and the exacerbation of the riots had every intention of letting Americans stew in their own juices. These events did not come out of thin air. These events were the answer to a long period of time in which the countenance of America had become un-recognizable and downright ugly.

White collar and blue collar workers were thrown down in the muck together and had to decide whether they stood for anything more than mindless consumerism. To their chagrin, most of them didn’t and were either summarily shot or, worse, starved to death in the streets of concrete jungles entirely overrun by blacks and other non-whites.

Unable to repel the outbreak of anarchy, the U.S. military, long aware of the social problems which led to this catastrophe, splintered along racial lines. White southerners led the way and took their expertise and military equipment with them. On to better things, Caesarism became the norm, and citizens no longer told military men what to do. Military men told them what to do.

Major southern cities, like Birmingham, Alabama, once proud centers of white rule, were recaptured and the blacks were routed. The ports of Mobile and New Orleans were turned into deportation centers and blacks who surrendered were set adrift for their native Africa.

The border states of California, Arizona, New Mexico and Texas were guarded by the Marines, and mine fields were set.

...and then I woke up from my dream.

Reading List

This list is by no means exhaustive, but there are a couple of books I consider indispensable for the subject matter at hand:

• Man and Technics, by Oswald Spengler
• Hour of Decision, by Oswald Spengler
• The Decline of the West (You should be shot if you even think about reading the crappy abridged version, but go ahead and plumb that book for neat biographical information on Spengler), by Oswald Spengler
• Fascism, edited by Roger Griffin
• English Translation and Analysis of Major General Karl Ernst Haushofer's Geopolitics of the Pacific Ocean: Studies on the Relationship between Geography and History, by Karl Haushofer
• Men Among the Ruins, by Julius Evola
• Ride the Tiger, by Julius Evola
• Revolt Against the Modern World, by Julius Evola
• The Concept of the Political, by Carl Schmitt
• Political Theology, by Carl Schmitt
• The Valor of Ignorance, by Homer Lea
• The Day of the Saxon, by Homer Lea
• Imperium, F.P. Yockey
• The Enemy of Europe, by F.P. Yockey
• My Rise and Fall, by Benito Mussolini
• Dreamer of the Day, by Kevin Coogan (A MUST READ BOOK!!!)
• Day of Reckoning, by Pat Buchanan (gives the Milton Friedman crowd what for)
• Global Trade and Conflicting National Interests, by Ralph E. Gomory and William J Baumol
• National System of Political Economy, by Friedrich List

Web Page

Construction of a web page has begun. The URL will be http://www.theblackcollarmanifesto.us

I'll try to finish it in a reasonable amount of time.

What Diana Mosley Told Me

Thanks to Magister Sass for alerting me of this article's existence.

http://quadrant.org.au/php/article_view.php?article_id=3902

Trailers

Spengler on World Peace

Is World Peace Possible?

A cabled reply to an American poll

First published in Cosmopolitan, January, 1936.



The question whether world peace will ever be possible can only be answered by someone familiar with world history. To be familiar with world history means, however, to know human beings as they have been and always will be. There is a vast difference, which most people will never comprehend, between viewing future history as it will be and viewing it as one might like it to be. Peace is a desire, war is a fact; and history has never paid heed to human desires and ideals.

Life is a struggle involving plants, animals, and humans. It is a struggle between individuals, social classes, peoples, and nations, and it can take the form of economic, social, political, and military competition. It is a struggle for the power to make one’s will prevail, to exploit one’s advantage, or to advance one’s opinion of what is just or expedient. When other means fail, recourse will be taken time and again to the ultimate means: violence. An individual who uses violence can be branded a criminal, a class can be called revolutionary or traitorous, a people bloodthirsty. But that does not alter the facts. Modern world-communism calls its wars "uprisings," imperialist nations describe theirs as "pacification of foreign peoples." And if the world existed as a unified state, wars would likewise be referred to as "uprisings." The distinctions here are purely verbal.

Talk of world peace is heard today only among the white peoples, and not among the much more numerous colored races. This is a perilous state of affairs. When individual thinkers and idealists talk of peace, as they have done since time immemorial, the effect is always negligible. But when whole peoples become pacifistic it is a symptom of senility. Strong and unspent races are not pacifistic. To adopt such a position is to abandon the future, for the pacifist ideal is a static, terminal condition that is contrary to the basic facts of existence.

As long as man continues to evolve there will be wars. Should the white peoples ever become so tired of war that their governments can no longer incite them to wage it, the earth will inevitably fall a victim to the colored men, just as the Roman Empire succumbed to the Teutons. Pacifism means yielding power to the inveterate nonpacifists. Among the latter there will always be white men -- adventurers, conquerors, leader-types -- whose following increases with every success. If a revolt against the whites were to occur today in Asia, countless whites would join the rebels simply because they are tired of peaceful living.

Pacifism will remain an ideal, war a fact. If the white races are resolved never to wage war again, the colored will act differently and be rulers of the world.

Feedback

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I have a day job, though, so please do not expect me to respond to every single e-mail.

Systematically

An excerpt from Michael Haneke's film, The Seventh Continent.




While I do not advocate destroying oneself, Haneke's not-so-subtle attack on the emptiness of modern life does command attention...and they went about it systematically.



Predictably, the scene of the family's life savings being flushed down the toilet enraged audiences more so than the family electing to kill themselves, along with their young daughter who lacks the capacity to make such a profound decision. The reaction of audiences to the money scene is empirical evidence of the quantity-dominated worldview thinkers such as Evola and Spengler wrote against:



Also, the fact that numerous audiences reacted the same way shows that Haneke was correct that the setting of The Seventh Continent was, and is, irrelvant, as life has become empty in all modern nations.

Defence Regulation 18B

The Wikipedia entry on Defence Regulation 18B: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Defence_Regulation_18B

One of the few books on this topic of historical interest is IN THE HIGHEST DEGREE ODIOUS, by A.W. Simpson. From an applied psychology standpoint, this a lesson of learning from the mistakes of others.

The Charge of Pessimism

Some ideas in rough form....

One of the most common criticisms launched against Oswald Spengler is that he was somehow a "pessimist" and therefore a crank unworthy of recognition. He answered this charge in his essay, "Pessimism?" In IMPERIUM, F.P. Yockey noted that such a criticism amounts to an ad hominem argument.

Essentially, the parrot skit from Monty Python sums up the silliness of the pessimism charge, as Spengler was merely saying (in Yockey's words), "These seven Cultures are dead[...]":



Spengler merely stated that seven High Cultures went through similar stages of development, and eventually died:

"History discloses seven precedent High Cultures to us. Their gestation-periods were morphologically identical, as were their birth-pangs, their first life activites, their growth, their mature stages, their great Civilization-crises, their final life-forms, the gradual relaxing, the coming to each of a time when one had to say, looking at the landscape where the mighty being had fulfilled itself, that it was no longer, that it had died" (Yockey 49).

One has to wonder whether or not any of the scholars who criticize Spengler have actually read his book.