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Last weekend’s Ask Me Anything on Counter-Currents Radio with Greg Johnson is now available for download and online listening.
Topics discussed include:
00:01:24 What are your thoughts on Italy banning Russian ships from their ports?
00:01:50 What are your thoughts on animal testing? (more…)
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The last time I visited London was when it really struck me: The hordes of non-whites living in the city were squatters, living among the ruins of a formerly glorious civilization. Moslem mothers in their burqas and niqabs waited outside a Victorian-era school for their offspring. (more…)
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It’s been said that the greatest political divide in America is urban vs. rural, with Democrats controlling cities and Republicans controlling small towns and villages. Beyond this political divide, there’s also a deep cultural divide between Red and Blue America. Hell, there’s even a physical divide, manifested in the physiognomy of the people. (more…)
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An elderly Pakistani UberEats driver was murdered by black teens in DC last week. Sixty-six-year-old Mohammad Anwar died after he was thrown out of the vehicle two black girls carjacked in broad daylight, right in front of National Guardsmen. The black teens survived the car wreck, unlike the hapless Anwar. (more…)
Stephen Quinlan, Casper, Wyoming, ca. 1960.
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“Localism” is a favored tendency among paleoconservatives of the Rod Dreher variety. They dream of a politics rooted in small towns that just focus on their immediate surroundings. No national or international concerns intrude into the idyllic rural town. (more…)
Caspar David Friedrich, Greifswald in Moonlight, 1817.
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As men and women of the Right, we are searchers for Truth. We believe that by finding Truth and living by Truth, we might know Beauty, and we might know ourselves. Essence is our mission and with it, survival. And so this essay will try to surface and then sketch three fundamental “lifeways,” (more…)
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Grandpa pissed his pants again,
He don’t give a damn.
Brother Billy has both guns drawn,
He ain’t been right since Viet Nam.
I’m going down to the Dewdrop Inn
See if I can’t drink enough.
There ain’t much to country livin’
Sweat, piss, jizz, and blood.
— Warren Zevon, “Play It All Night Long” (more…)
