Tag: childhood

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Wilhelm Reich
The Mass Psychology of Fascism
New York: Farrar, Straus and Company, 1946

What makes Fascists tick? Wilhelm Reich said he had the answer in his groundbreaking book The Mass Psychology of Fascism. (more…)

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This article is not going to be political. It’s just an interesting anecdote. John Derbyshire at VDare has his story about how he was once an extra in a Bruce Lee movie. This is my Bruce Lee story; a pre-Dissident Right brush with history. I’m going to tell you about the time I used to live next door to a serial killer. (more…)

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I don’t know where I first heard this joke:

“How do you keep 5 blacks from raping a white woman?” “Throw them a basketball.” (more…)

Jules Chéret, 1880 Parisian advertisement for a recurring Saturday masque performance

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On April 19, Counter-Currents instituted a paywall for articles and podcasts that will be made freely available 30 days later. This article by Kathryn S. was one of the first items to go behind the paywall, and is now one of the first items to be released to everyone else. More information about how to get behind the paywall can be found below. (more…)

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Invaders from Mars is a sci-fi film said to encompass all of the paranoia of the 1950s. Director Cameron Menzies realizes this film as the horror of a child trapped in a nightmare. David MacLean (Jimmy Hunt), wakened by horrific thunder, looks outside his window and sees a flying saucer land and submerge itself underground. (more…)

Jules Chéret, 1880 Parisian advertisement for a recurring Saturday masque performance

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This past winter I lost my last grandparent — the most stubborn one, still to the end a strict English schoolteacher after having long since retired from the profession in the 1970s. She suffered through the desegregation years while working at Marshall High and was never dishonest about the experience. She possessed that combination of Southern decorum and irascible (and accurate) bluntness, which gave her the ability to reduce anyone, including 250-pound, six-foot-three black football players, to tears. (more…)

Norman Rockwell, Doctor and Doll, 1942.

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I’m a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly!

We live in an era of apparently rampant transsexualism. The media insist upon spotlighting various gender-benders and forcing them down the throat of a captive audience, at which point vinegar-drinking moral guardians insist that the captive audience reiterates the lies (more…)

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Greg Johnson: How did you come up with the idea for this book?

Spencer Quinn: I had just started writing for Counter-Currents in 2016, and I was kicking around for novel ways to get our message across. At that time most of us were on social media, and so after a few months I felt fairly certain that the idea of a Dissident Right children’s book (more…)

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Spencer J. Quinn, Illustrations by Anthony Coulter
My Mirror Tells A Story
Austin, TX: The White People’s Press, 2020

Available for purchase here

The year is 2020.

Your children are going to school in what “President-elect” Joe Biden would call a “racial jungle.” (more…)

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O my brothers, I dedicate and direct you to a new nobility: you shall become procreators and cultivators and sowers of the future — verily, not to a nobility that you might buy like shopkeepers and with shopkeepers’ gold: for whatever has its price has little value. (more…)

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To understand the man you have to know what was happening in the world when he was twenty.

— Napoleon Bonaparte

I grew up in the final years of the Cold War. If you aren’t old enough to remember the Cold War, let me tell you that it was a trip.

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“I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

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I’m not going to claim that I have been totally 1488 from day one or that I came goose-stepping out of the womb. But I think I have always been instinctively and intuitively a race realist. Or at least, I have been since around the age of 8. The first black person I ever met was this kid named Scooter when I was in kindergarten. This would have been in the early 80s. (more…)

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I have returned, for a time, to the lakes and forests where I spent my childhood summers.

Returned to the knotted post oaks and the impenetrable blackjack pines, to the dense undergrowth and brambles, to the thick forests echoing with the song (more…)