When They Fight, They Fight

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The enemy is not merely any competitor or just any partner of a conflict in general. He is also not the private adversary whom one hates. An enemy exists only when, at least potentially, one fighting collectivity of people confronts a similar collectivity.

— Carl Schmitt, Concept of the Political.

As you may have heard, there have been some riots lately. Some fat, diabetic criminal on drugs was arrested, and in the process of his arrest, apparently he died. Since the criminal in question was a lowest-unemployment-American, blacks have seen fit to set America on fire, loot and destroy businesses, and be a force for destruction in other ways, under the banner of the organization known as Black Lives Matter. They’ve been helped by white and “fellow-white” anarchists and communists in the terror organization known as Antifa. It’s, as the kids are fond of saying, all so tiresome.

Like any good story of strife and struggle, this one has masterful comic relief. And lo and behold, the cuckservatives and alt-lite have provided the much needed, Danny DeVito-voiced slapstick which passes for political thought in Cuckland. If the clowns are to believed, those evil Antifa fascists (very clever, baduhuhu) have hijacked the peaceful and sainted BLM protests over the unlawful death of community leader George Floyd. What’s more, the boogaloo white supreeemists are behind the most serious of the violence, right?

Besides, the violence, whomever it comes from, is self-defeating. See, if the rioters and protestors really cared about black lives, they’d ask for more police and more vigorous policing because, get this, the number one killer of blacks is other blacks! And only the much-maligned racist police can save the blacks from themselves, so by protesting the police, BLM, Antifa, and the Democrats are leading to more black deaths which makes them, wait for it. . . ding ding ding! DA REAL RACISTS! Cue trumpets, parade floats, confetti. My, my, what a finish, what a rhetorical flourish, what an absolute triumph of analysis! Bells, whistles, positive noise, likes, shares, subscribes, shekels!

This is, I guess, the best of the analysis we can expect from people who think that the problems of modernity stem from incomplete application of the ideas of English liberalism, which includes vast swathes not only of the cuckservative and alt-lite spectrum, but also a non-insignificant minority of people on this side of the great divide. I can hardly blame them. Most of the important steps you need to take in order to fully reject modernity lead through the dark woods of German idealist philosophy which for the English-only speaker means reading translations which try to shoehorn the German language’s large, Jörmungandroid sentences into the frilly simplicity of demotic Anglo-Saxon. Either that or learn German, which is anathema to the Anglosphere. After all, if it weren’t for Britain and America, us ungrateful Eurotrash would be speaking German now.

Really though, those krauts are not to be trusted. Reading them too closely will convince you that black power-plays against the white regime are non-pathological and natural for the young, healthy Negro unwilling to be uncle Tom to white sensibilities and standards. And reading the literal Nazi Carl Schmitt will disabuse you of the notion that BLM, Antifa, and the Democrats are the real racists.

As you should already know, but I’ll repeat anyway, Schmitt’s friend/enemy distinction does not apply to private conflicts. Schmitt here draws our attention to the difference between hostis and inimicus, which both mean enemy, but the first is an enemy in the public sense (enemy of the collectivity or polity), whereas the other is a private foe, a rival. Plato, in his Republic, differentiates between polémios (πολέμῐος) and echthros (εχθρός). If Keeshawn wants to pop a cap in Tyrone’s ass, because Tyrone is in possession of a fine pair of sports shoes and furthermore, has made moves on Keeshawn’s bitch LaTrine whilst claiming that Keeshawn’s mama so fat, when her beeper goes off, people think she’s finna reverse, then Tyrone is the inimicus, the echthros of Keeshawn, for all their disagreements are private.

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Furthermore, these disputes are the product of a shared culture wherein sports shoes and ratchet ghetto hoes signal high status, and staying chill while some punk-ass mothafucka talks shit about yo moms signals low status. However, if the po-pos catch Keeshawn in the act of smoking dat bitch-ass nigga Tyrone, and reasserting his authority over (i. e. beating) LaTrine, and attempt to put an end to his independence-affirming (brazen) quest for self-actualization (crime spree), then the po-pos fall clearly in the hostis/polémios category, for in attempting to bring Keeshawn to heel, they’re disrupting the natural power dynamics of the ghetto and are, as such, assailing the black collectivity in their function as the enforcement arm of a white collectivity — even though the cops in question might be nonwhite, as was the case in the killing of George Floyd. In fact, killing Keeshawn for disciplining his two-timing ho and deadin’ the muthafucka she stepped out with is a thousand times worse than a thousand Keeshawns killing a thousand Tyrones and beating a thousand LaTrines to death because it is a flex by white society over black society — you will follow our law, or else! It is an imposition of suzerainty of whites over blacks. Or, in other words, a declaration of war. By this declaration of war, the white collectivity places himself squarely in the position of hostis; in deep ebonics, racism.

When the blacks chant “Black Lives Matter,” they do not mean “We want fewer black deaths.” “Fewer black deaths” sounds like a white bourgeois’ ideas of what black people want, because the white bourgeois ultimately sees the black as himself in a dark mirror. See, what the Negro really wants is a comfortable, soft existence working at a gigacorp, or owning a small business, but he is prevented from taking this path in life by sinister forces. The goodwhite Left bourgeois imagines that the Negro would be just like him, if only we got rid of systemic racism and the badwhites. The cuckservative/alt-lite Right bourgeois imagines that the negro would be just like him, if only we got rid of the welfare state and those racist Antifa inciters to violence. “Fewer black deaths” is the interpretation of someone who fears death and considers a long, peaceful life to be the ultimate good.

Rather than “fewer black deaths,” Black Lives Matter means “honkeys out of the ghetto.” Especially the police, who are the enforcement arm of Honkey’s Law. Blacks are asserting their independence, as a collectivity, from the white man and his notions of society. They are doing so with a combination of direct violence, lawfare, and intrigue, in the form of collaboration with white traitors and fellow-whites. Literal Nazi Carl Schmitt has pointed out that Carl von Clausewitz did not claim that “war is the continuation of politics by other means,” but rather “war is nothing but the continuation of political intercourse with a mixture of other means.” In other words, politics do not cease when war has started, but war is a subset of politics. Open war — even low-level civil war as is currently occurring in America — is merely one front of the political intercourse between black and white, between heritage American and fellow white, between white loyalist and white traitor. In other words, the friend/enemy distinction precedes war. The enemy isn’t he who burns down your shop (inimicus), but he who seeks to deny you your homeland or deny your people suzerainty over his (hostis). This can be a buck jogger running wild, out for your goods, head, and womenfolk, or it can be a nebbish fellow white with a law degree diligently working towards your dispossession and disarmament in the halls of the Imperial bureaucracy. These riots won’t lead to race war. They are just the continuation of the ongoing racial conflict with a mixture of other means; the other means being looting, burning, murder, and rape.

I’ve made my prescription for what America should do with the blacks clear some time ago.  Kill ‘em all, ship ‘em to Africa, or capitulate. Without getting into the morality of the three choices, they are the only three solutions that will put a permanent end to the white-black conflict on the North American continent. Ship ‘em to Africa is my personal favorite, but it seems America is opting for capitulation. Someone on Twitter said that America’s failure to act decisively in this ongoing conflict will have significant geopolitical ramifications. To which I responded: break out the geopolitical marshmallows.

But no matter how much hate I bear the regime in Washington, I cannot for the life of me hate the white American against whose will the empire acts. So, I caution you to keep safe, arm yourself and your family, and organize with your neighbors for common defense. The police will probably abandon you. The state would rather you just went away already. Get out of the cities. Get away from the hostis. And, as the good book says, love thy inimicus, for that piece of shit might just save your life someday.

Keep your powder dry, Yanks, and God be with you.

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