You can buy Fenek Solère’s Resistance here.

188 words / 1:10:16

On this episode of Counter-Currents Radio, Greg Johnson interviews novelist and essayist Fenek Solère about his life, ideas, and new novel Resistance. Topics discussed include:

00:00:00 Explaining the pseudonym
00:02:00 How Fenek Solère became a thought criminal
00:08:30 How Fenek Solère became a novelist
00:10:00 Other authors on the Right
00:15:00 Resistance
00:19:30 Ideal readers
(more…)

You can buy Fenek Solère’s Resistance here.

1,307 words

Greg Johnson: Can you give us a brief introduction about yourself for our readers?

Fenek Solère: Being a life-long advocate for White Nationalism and European culture, wherever it has taken root in the world, I have published four novels: The Partisan (2014), Rising (2017), Kraal (2019), and now Resistance (2021), as well as over 350 articles, short stories, and poems at Counter-Currents, European Civil War, The New European Conservative, Europa Sun, Defend Europa and Patriotic Alternative. (more…)

2,166 words

Albert Camus
Trans. Joseph Laredo
The Stranger
London: Penguin, 2000 (1942)

“I love my country too much to be a nationalist.”

— Attributed to Albert Camus  (more…)

1,218 words

The Other Face of Terror (1984)
Directed by Ludi Boeken
BBC Channel Four

I came to realize there was a common motivating factor. It was hatred.

— Ray Hill

Ray Hill’s corpulent face and receding hairline fill the screen. He plucks a membership card for the secretive Column 88 out of an outsize jacket pocket, (more…)

1,669 words

A blue lorry, a tarpaulin over the back, drew up alongside the BMW. The driver signaled to Mesrine that he wanted to cut across him to turn right. Mesrine waved him on and then noticed with apprehension that another lorry was drawn up behind him. The first lorry drove in front of him and stopped suddenly, right in the path of the BMW. (more…)

665 words

“I shall write no messages which I know will never be delivered — only this, which will be: You will never discover who helped me, for he is to be found in your multitudinous ranks, at least outwardly.”

— Francis Parker Yockey’s suicide note (June 16th or 17th, 1960)

I think it was the black and white image of Yockey on the back of the Noontide Press’s paperback edition of Imperium, exiting the Federal Building in San Francisco handcuffed and surrounded by US marshals, that first caught my attention. (more…)

2,224 words

If they embark on this course, the difference between the old and the new education will be an important one. Where the old initiated, the new merely “conditions.” The old dealt with its pupils as grown birds deal with young birds when they teach them to fly; the new deals with them more as the poultry-keeper deals with young birds — making them thus or thus for purposes of which the birds know nothing. (more…)

Haverbeck in her youth.

1,073 words

Lubert steeled himself. The war had been over for more than a year, but his daughter had still not surrendered. He needed to suppress this little putsch now. . . At Frieda’s bedroom door, he knocked and called her name. He waited for an answer that he knew wouldn’t come then entered. She was lying on her bed, her legs raised a few inches off the mattress. (more…)

Robert Plant (left) and Jimmy Page (right), Chicago, 1977.

2,100 words

Someone told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

— “Going to California”

Led Zeppelin’s back catalog already includes songs like “Ramble On” from the rocky Led Zeppelin II and the melancholic classic “Tangerine” from the flower-powered III. (more…)

Copernicus and his globe.

995 words

This year, Counter-Currents is trying to raise $150,000. Since our last update, we have received 28 donations totaling $2,492.16. Because we have a matching grant, that amount has been doubled to $4,984.32. The next $615 donated left in our matching grant will be doubled. We have so far received 408 donations totaling $67,323.32. (more…)

1,746 words

“My favorite singer out of all the British girls that ever were.”

— Robert Plant

I first came across the name Sandy Denny on the liner notes of the classic Led Zeppelin IV. (more…)

1,278 words

A new mode of obtaining power of mind over mind, in quantity hitherto without example.

— Jeremy Bentham (1748-1832) (more…)

1,704 words

Claude Sarraute: “And what, in your opinion, is the tragic element of our epoch?”

Céline: “Stalingrad. There’s the catharsis for you. The fall of Stalingrad was the end of Europe. There’s a cataclysm. The epicenter was Stalingrad. After that you can say white civilization was finished, really washed up.” (more…)

3,323 words

Owen Barfield
History in English Words
New York: Doubleday & Company, 1926

In the common words we use every day, souls of past races, the thoughts and feelings of individual men stand around us, not dead, but frozen into their attitudes like the courtiers in the garden of the Sleeping Beauty.

— Owen Barfield (more…)

826 words

Even on the waves there is fighting
Where fish and flesh are woven into sea
One stabs the lance while in the army
Another throws it into the ocean

— “Reise Reise” (2004) (more…)

909 words

“Sure,” they say, “he flirted with far-right politics when he played in Peste Noire, but he’s changed.”

— Mainstream fans defending Neige’s musical heritage

French band Alcest is one of the premier exponents of the blackgaze scene. (more…)

2,295 words

“Stern and unbending Toryism has never paid dividends to the Conservative Party, nor in practice when in office has the party ever taken that line.”

 — Robert Norman William Blake, The Conservative Party from Peel to Major (2011) (more…)

375 words

“You fight for your own country, and your own group, and your own culture, and your own civilization, at your own level, and in your own way. And when someone says apologize for this or for that, you say: No. I regret nothing!”

— Jonathan Bowden (Credo) (more…)

Praça Do Comércio

2,483 words

“John of Gaunt’s speech having shown that patriotic verse can be poetry of a high order, Pessoa in Mensagem showed this still to be true. Most of the poems also go beyond patriotism: those in which King Sebastian figures are metaphors for the religious quest, and those about the ordeals of the seafarers dramatize the poet’s inner perseverance.”

— Jonathan Griffin (Introduction to Mensagem, 2007) (more…)

1,686 words

“The James Dean of French Fascism.”– Alice Kaplan, author of The Collaborator: The Trial and Execution of Robert Brasillach (2001)

Such a description of the puny, bespectacled, and boyish-looking poet — especially coming from the daughter of a Nuremberg prosecutor — seems to be either thinly barbed facetiousness or malignant irony. (more…)

2,560 words

“But what does it mean, the plague? It’s life, that’s all.”
–  Albert Camus, The Plague (1947)

The Coronavirus pandemic has rather put me in mind of Albert Camus’s classic allegorical book about the pestilence that struck the “ugly and smug little port town” of his native Oran in the 1940s. The plague is a metaphor that Camus rather unsubtly intended to represent the growth of National Socialism (more…)

966 words

“What is in store for my children tomorrow?”
— Steiner, from the movie La Dolce Vita (1961)

I was staying in Neive, a tiny red-roofed Piedmont village caught in a time-warp, where the traditions and ingrained habits of centuries, like the rolling vine-clad hills, remain unchanged. (more…)

Geeta Guru-Murthy, BBC World News presenter.

1,039 words

“All beliefs, habits, tastes, emotions, mental attitudes that characterize our time are really designed to sustain the mystique of the Party and prevent the true nature of present-day society from being perceived.”

 — From Emmanuel Goldstein’s Manifesto from Orwell’s 1984.  (more…)

590 words

In what is quite clearly emerging as a worldwide Deep State tactic to hamstring the rise of national populism wherever “the system” sees it raising its ugly head, we have — closely following the Trump impeachment saga and the arraignment of Marine Le Pen for posting violent ISIS images on her Twitter account — the withdrawal of the right to immunity for Matteo Salvini, (more…)

1,057 words

“The legionary spirit is that fire of one who will choose the hardest road, who will fight to the death even when all is already lost.” — Julius Evola (more…)

1,195 words

“Sardines” rally in Bologna. (Andreas Solaro, for AFP.)

“Ālea iacta est” — “The die has been cast” — Julius Caesar.

My heart sank when I saw the flash mob, nicknamed the Sardines, crowding the 15th-century Piazza Maggiore in Bologna to oppose Matteo Salvini’s Lega campaign launch in the PalaDozza, waving their banners and chanting their slogan: “Bologna non si Lega!” (more…)

895 words

I thought things could not get worse for the Royal Family after the future King Charles the 3rd was caught out claiming he wanted to be his aging mistress’s female sanitary product while his own wife was cuckolding him with a string of Muslim and Arabic men in hotel rooms all over London and Western Europe. That scandal mercifully ended on the night of 31st August, 1997, in the Pont de l’Alma tunnel in Paris.

But of course, I was wrong. (more…)

3,496 words

Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true realities
That keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Where figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the halls
(more…)

Christopher Tolkien

760 words

J. R. R. Tolkien’s youngest son, Christopher, died on January 15 at the age of 95. Even in old age, Christopher cut a striking scholarly figure, sitting as he did in a green cardigan before a log fire. His reedy voice, occasionally crackling like the dry wood in the stone hearth at his feet, carrying with it subtle wisps of academic gravitas, as smoky shadows curled like grey-blue snakes around a towering bookcase filled with leather-bound tomes (more…)

Arthur Rackham, Alberich and the Rhine Maidens, 1910-1911

1,323 words 

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?

— Lewis Carroll,  Alice Through the Looking Glass  (more…)