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Hope & the Red Dragon

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I have always wanted to visit Wales. Ever since I was a kid I was fascinated with the Welsh flag, known in Welsh as “Y Ddraig Goch,” which means “the red dragon.” The red dragon on the Welsh flag has become a symbol of Wales and all things Welsh. Furthermore, the mythology and history of this dragon have given the Welsh people an identity and a shared hope for the future. Since my plans to visit friends in Wales have been postponed this year, I’ve been reminded of just how important it is to have things to look forward to in the future, particularly for nationalists and white advocates.

Throughout my childhood, my parents always gave me video games for Christmas. One of the video games I got for Christmas was Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego? For those unfamiliar, Carmen Sandiego was a computer game series for kids that required players to solve clues relating to history and geography to catch the main villain, Carmen Sandiego. The game came with a physical almanac, and you had to look up various national flags to progress through the game. Nearly every time I played that game and looked through the almanac, I always noticed the Welsh flag because it had a red dragon on it. I would stare in awe of that dragon with its pointed tongue, majestic wings, and curly tail.

The history of this dragon goes back hundreds of years. The History of the Britons is a ninth-century chronicle of the Celtic Britons attributed to the Welsh monk Nennius. The chronicle tells the story of a red dragon and a white dragon fighting each other underground. While the white dragon appears dominant at times, the red dragon eventually wins the battle. In this story, the white dragon represents the invading Saxons of the fifth century while the red dragon represents the Celtic Britons.

The History of the Kings of Britain by Geoffrey of Monmouth is a 12th-century source that mixed history and mythology. It is famous for being the first known account of the wizard named Merlin. It is here that Merlin makes various prophecies, one of which is a battle between a red dragon and a white dragon. Merlin prophesies that the red dragon would defeat the white dragon and that the victory of the red dragon would be aided by a future king by the name of Arthur.

J.R.R. Tolkien wrote extensively on how The Mabinogion influenced some of the lore and languages of Middle-Earth. The Mabinogion is a loose collection of Welsh mythology and folklore throughout the ages that were translated and compiled by Lady Charlotte Guest between 1838 to 1845. One of the folk stories she added in the collection was the famous Welsh tale of Lludd and Llefelys. In this tale, Lludd and Llefelys are brothers who must find the cures to three plagues. One of the plagues is caused by a red dragon fighting a white dragon underground. The brothers come up with a plan to lure the dragons to a fort in Wales called Dinas Emrys and get them to fall asleep by drinking mead. Naturally, the red dragon defeats the white dragon in the fort; then falls asleep atop him.

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The red dragon has also been used on the flags and banners of some important events in Welsh history. Owain Glyndwr can be thought of as the Welsh version of William Wallace. In 1400, Glyndwr used the dragon on his banners during his revolt against the occupation of Wales by the English. In 1485 Henry Tudor used the red dragon on his banners at the Battle of Bosworth Fields against Richard III. Despite being outnumbered, Henry defeated Richard III. After the battle, Henry took the red dragon banner to St Paul’s Cathedral.

The colors of the House of Tudor were often green and white, and from that time, those two colors have been present on most versions of the Welsh flag. The current version of the flag was standardized in 1959 and shows the same white and green background. The only major change to the dragon on the flag is that the modern depiction has the dragon’s tail curling up.

Last year, I met two guys from Wales who have become very good friends of mine. I met the first guy at one of the Scandza Forum events. After these events, various groups go out to dinner at local restaurants, and I ended up sitting next to a guy who lives in Wales. We started talking about the characteristics of the Welsh language and stayed in touch ever since. We were making plans to meet in Wales and that we would sightsee around Cardiff and the outlying area. We had three days of sightseeing planned, the highlight being a visit to Cardiff Castle.

I met the other person from Wales at a heavy metal festival in Finland. He had a Moonblood shirt on, and since they are one of my favorite black metal bands, I complimented him on his shirt and started chatting with him. He explained that he was from Wales but that he lived in the countryside away from Cardiff. We also stayed in touch and were making plans for me to visit him. Along with showing me the castles and ruins in his area, he also offered to take me to a local Welsh brewery and restaurant that served traditional Welsh food. So naturally, we had a few days planned for sightseeing, drinking Welsh beer, and eating rarebit, cawl, and Welsh cakes for dessert.

Due to the COVID-19 pandemic, our plans had to be postponed. I even tried to reschedule the flights a few months out, but even the rescheduled flights were canceled by the airlines. I apologized to both of my friends and told them that once this virus goes away and travel restrictions are lifted, I would be searching for the next available flights to Wales to visit them. At first, my friends appeared hopeful. As time went on, my friends seemed less optimistic, and with good reason. After all, this pandemic has destroyed entire industries, numerous jobs, and the livelihood of countless people. Sometimes there are more important things to worry about than sightseeing.

Within the next few weeks, various countries will be re-opening certain businesses and sectors of society. The big question looming in the back of my mind is whether things will ever get back to normal (or at least what was considered normal in December 2019)? Or have we reached a point where certain aspects of our lives will be forever changed? Will airline flights still be affordable and available to the average person? Will there still be family-owned restaurants and bars to visit in small towns?

I’ve been extremely fortunate in my life to always have things to look forward to. As a kid, I always looked forward to spending Christmas with my family. Throughout my 20s I always looked forward to attending the next heavy metal concert and festival. Within the last two years, I have always looked forward to the next nationalist event and conference. Simply put, having things to look forward to has helped me stay positive and motivated throughout the various periods of my life.

Our enemies want us to be depressed and hopeless. Don’t give the anti-whites what they want. Even in these tough times, I want you to stay happy and positive. I want you to find those things that give your life meaning and purpose. I want you to always look forward to things in your life. We all know the challenges we face, but staying motivated and having hope for a better tomorrow is one small solution that all of us can take part in. We can look forward to the content our people are creating online every day. We can look forward to the nationalist conferences and events our people are arranging for the future. We can look forward to a time where white people can stand up for their lands, sovereignty, and identity. An unashamed, unapologetic, and positive white identity.

I hope this virus goes away and that things can get back to normal. Nevertheless, I always prefer to hope for the best and be prepared for the worst. I look forward to finally traveling to Wales and visiting my friends there. I look forward to visiting all the historic castles and trying all the welsh dishes at the local pubs. I look forward to meeting more white advocates and nationalists at the next event. And if for any reason these things never happen, it’s ok.

I still have hope and inspiration from the red dragon.

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  1. Dandelion
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 6:49 am | Permalink

    One can also find hope in the mindscape, in the books and subjects you look forward to exploring. This was a nice historicomythologic summary of wales.

    I went to wales for a short tour of a few nights. My superficial impression was of a place very swipple and granola, reminiscent of Sacramento or somewhere on the west coast. Also reminded me a lot of the Brittany region of France, perhaps because they derive from the same Celtic population.

    Twenty dollars to cc if anyone can answer this riddle. It’s so racist!

    I travel by foot, trample the ground,
    the green fields, as long as I carry a spirit.
    If I lose my life, I bind fast
    dark Welshmen; sometimes better men.
    On occasion, I give a brave warrior drink
    from within me, sometimes a very stately bride treads
    her foot on me; sometimes a dark-haired slave-girl
    brought far from Wales shakes and presses me,
    some stupid, drunken maidservant, on dark nights
    she moistens with water, she warms for a while
    by the pleasant fire; on my breast she thrusts
    a wanton hand and moves about frequently,
    then sweeps me within the blackness. Say what I am called
    who, living ravages the land,
    and after death, serves the multitudes.

  2. Fenek Solere
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 9:08 am | Permalink

    Dear Fullmoon Ancestry,
    I look out upon those castles and hills and as per a famous song: “Every day when I wake up, I thank the Lord I’m Welsh!”

    • Somebody or other
      Posted April 28, 2020 at 12:29 am | Permalink

      Those castles that you are admiring were build by the Anglo-Normans to hold the local Welsh down.

      Sorry to be the party-pooper.

      • Fenek Solere
        Posted April 28, 2020 at 3:17 am | Permalink

        I am fully aware of that! They are still beautiful and symbolic. This in no time for ‘division’ and parochialism!

        • Somebody or other
          Posted April 28, 2020 at 5:08 am | Permalink

          The castles were build by Edward the First, also known as the “hammer of the Scots” on account of the wars he waged against England’s northern neighbour. In the year 1290, Edward issued his Edict of expulsion of the Jews. Known to contemporaries as Long shanks on account of his great height, to this day he is known by some as good King Edward the First.

          Hope I am not being ‘divisive’.

          • Fenek Solere
            Posted April 28, 2020 at 6:28 am | Permalink

            No, you are being informative and the ‘expulsion’ was a very good thing. But given the forces arrayed against us today – it is in our very best interests to pull together and fight for our common heritage and of course all of the the rich variant strains that make up western civilization.

  3. Adrian
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 11:10 am | Permalink

    Wales is a beautiful country (I’m biased as my paternal grandfather was a Welshman and a native speaker). I hope that you get to visit. I am planning to travel on the “Heart of Wales” line, a remarkable survivor of the cull of our rural railways in the 1960s, which, as the name suggests, takes you through the heart of Wales!

  4. Leon
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 7:40 pm | Permalink

    Yea, whatever. One of the biggest backstabbers I ever met was Welsh. He hated Canadians and Americans, but ate at McDonalds everyday, watched Hollywood movies and listed to rap music. He always use to go on about how Nigerians, Pakis, and Jamaicans are British. No sense of European identity whatsoever. The little white rapper from the hard streets of Cardiff. What a cunt.

    • Liam Kernaghan
      Posted April 28, 2020 at 10:07 am | Permalink

      I lived in Cardiff from 1992 to 2005 – Splott; Roath; Splott again; Grange Town; Canton; Pontcanna and finally Cathays. I hated the place. If something wasn’t welded to the ground, then it went missing. It was teeming with the dross not just of it’s own locality but from all corners of the world. One could argue that this is a consequence of it being a former sea port with all the diversity that this entails; much like Liverpool, Bristol and Manchester, the city was host to multiracial communities long before the rest of the UK.

      • Fenek Solere
        Posted April 28, 2020 at 11:56 am | Permalink

        Dear Liam,
        I recognize what you say and it is true that parts of Cardiff are reminiscent of the Third World (and I am not just talking about the ethnics) but that is like describing parts of the East End of London or for that matter Deptford in the South of London and ignoring places like Blackheath? There is also a white ‘low-expectation under-class’ who need some aspiration raising and it is better we direct our social and charitable work in that direction, rather than pouring money down the throats of racial rivals who despise us for being who were are.

        • Liam Kernaghan
          Posted April 29, 2020 at 3:11 am | Permalink

          I didn’t say anything about pouring money down the throats of racial rivals, nor about neglecting the encouragement of our own people who have limited aspirations. I replied to Leon’s negative experience of someone he knew from Cardiff; having lived there myself for slightly more than 12 years, I have some justification for endorsing his sentiments. Large towns and cities across the UK are low trust/high crime environments full of people looking out purely for themselves. I met plenty of wiggers during my time in Cardiff, but I’ve encountered them in other urban settings too.

  5. Alexandra O.
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 7:48 pm | Permalink

    I just lit up my “Red Dragon” candle holder (for tea lights) that I found in the church in Chesterfield, England (the one with the crooked steeple), in your honor for such a lovely tribute to the “Red Dragon” and the stories about it. I don’t know how this Welsh tourist trinket made it to Chesterfield, but I vowed I would go to Wales soon thereafter (I was in England last summer). I didn’t get over there then and planned again, just like you, for this summer — along with trips to Oxford, Sheffield (where friends live) and even over to Budapest and Vienna from the great little Manchester airport that has flights everywhere in Europe. Alas — here we both are — blocked by fate to wait another year. The U.S. has lovely sites too, but I don’t know of any “Red Dragons” here.

  6. Felix Krull
    Posted April 27, 2020 at 11:03 pm | Permalink

    It’s really a shame then, that to most modern day Brits the very first thing they think about Wales is “sheep-shaggers”.

    New Zealand, Australia, Wales… What do they have in common, apart from being great rugby players?

    The fastest sheep in the world.

    • Somebody or other
      Posted April 28, 2020 at 12:22 am | Permalink

      Disgusting comment.

    • Posted April 28, 2020 at 10:13 am | Permalink

      Sheep-shagger is the ur-insult. Every nation has one and everyone assumes everyone else’s nation has more than one.

  7. Plantagenet Street
    Posted April 30, 2020 at 11:54 am | Permalink

    Try living on Plantagenet Street in Riverside, it’s fucking horrible, cardiffians need to do something about their rubbish problem.

    • Liam Kernaghan
      Posted April 30, 2020 at 2:24 pm | Permalink

      It’s the people who make it horrible. I lived on Cymmer Street off the Taff Embankment in Grange Town between March 1996 and September 1998. You just keep yourself to yourself in these sorts of settings.

  8. James
    Posted May 9, 2020 at 2:01 am | Permalink

    I live in England and I’ve never felt the urge to visit Wales(or Scotland).

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