The mud, the rain, the water, the earth, the corrugated iron, the barbed wire, the clouds, and the noise. We are here, in this place, this trench, our sanctuary, our Hell. The world was mud, rain, and sporadic machine gun and artillery fire. We spent our days in the line eating, sleeping, standing to, grousing, and delousing. The battlefield was empty, desolate. Everyone ensconced in their labyrinthine defensive networks, trying to stay hidden, trying to stay alive. (more…)
Tag: fiction
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What matters most is how well you walk through the fire. — From an interview with Charles Bukowski
Sometimes the first lines of novels become as famous as the novels themselves. Think of some of the classics: (more…)
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Citing the need to “secure the existence of our people and a future for white children” and waving placards condemning former Ku Klux Klan Grand Wizard David Duke for his “complete and utter capitulation to the Zionist Occupation Government (aka ZOG),” an angry crowd of White Nationalists protested bitterly outside Duke’s new home in Sarasota, Florida last Monday. (more…)
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It really hurts to be white these days.
I can’t talk about that, of course. And if I have to, like when some pushy reporter sticks a microphone in my face or something, then yes, I will talk about it. But I will say the exact opposite of the truth. (more…)
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John Fante’s Ask the Dust is one of my favorite stories, although it feels like a bit of a guilty pleasure. I rarely reread books, usually favoring something new instead, but have made an exception for what has been referred to as the Los Angeles novel. Though the tale takes place during the Great Depression, there’s something about it that exemplifies urban California living, and certain aspects of it feels like it could have been written merely a decade ago. Fante’s alter ego, Arturo Bandini, encounters several instances of racial strife throughout the story that serve as an eerie template for the future of Los Angeles, the United States, and Western civilization as a whole. (more…)
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Southern writing may be the last American literature in that it has retained a true Anglo-Saxon base in terms of its authors, themes, and relation to history — specifically, white history.
Donna Tartt’s The Little Friend, published in 2015 and winning a justly-earned Pulitzer Prize for best novel, has a real command of writing, and her prose is a roller coaster dipping and rising from sad to exuberant that keeps you reading. (more…)
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You can buy Spencer J. Quinn’s young adult novel The No College Club here.
You can buy Spencer J. Quinn’s young adult novel The No College Club here.
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The following is Chapter 7 of frequent Counter-Currents writer Spencer J. Quinn‘s new young adult novel from The White People’s Press, The No College Club. Spencer recently discussed the novel with Nick Jeelvy and Daily Zoomer on The Writers’ Bloc here, he has been interviewed about it in print here, and Anthony Bavaria reviewed it for Counter-Currents here. (more…)
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“You’re leaving on the 4:30 AM flight to Jamaica, Commander. You’ve got to find out who killed Strangways and why.” M glared at Bond through a cloud of pipe smoke, his tone sharp. The murder of Strangways had clearly rattled him.
“4:30 AM?” thought Bond, looking at his Rolex Submariner. “That’s in three hours. Normally I need five to six hours to pack. Let’s see. It’ll take me twenty minutes or so to get back to my flat . . .” (more…)
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December 23, 2022 Anthony Bavaria
Venus & Her Thugs
You can buy J. A. Nicholl’s short story collection Venus and Her Thugs here.
You can buy J. A. Nicholl’s short story collection Venus and Her Thugs here.
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J. A. Nicholl’s collection of 15 weird tales was published by Counter-Currents in 2017. The stories perfectly synthesize the various sentiments and viewpoints of those on the Dissident Right with horror-based literature; most importantly, this is done without beating the reader over the head with politics or painstakingly proving a point. To put it as plainly as possible, Nicholl’s writing and storytelling abilities are superb, and this collection is a must-read for anyone even remotely interested in the genre. Greg Johnson accurately summarizes the feel of this work in his back-cover description: (more…)
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You can buy Jef Costello’s Heidegger in Chicago here
You can buy Jef Costello’s Heidegger in Chicago here
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Jef Costello’s Heidegger in Chicago: A Comedy of Errors is a philosopher’s novel. Luckily, being (no pun intended) a scholar on Heidegger is by no means a prerequisite but, by the same token, you certainly would never find this book in the young adult section of a Dissident Right bookstore. A truthful description of the story is most accurately summarized on the book’s back cover: “What would have happened if the notoriously obscure German philosopher Martin Heidegger had visited America . . . he would have been misunderstood.” (more…)
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There is a natural tendency on the Right to view the act of reading as a purely utilitarian endeavor. In the hierarchy of human activities, reading is accorded greater status because reading was traditionally the hegemonic mode of transmitting scientific discoveries, lofty philosophical ideas, and arcane theological refinements. This purely mechanistic view of treating the written word as solely a vehicle for informational exchange overlooks its transcendental and transformative power. We read not only to learn, but to stoke our imagination. (more…)
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A chronic problem with the arts and politics is that explicitly political art is often not the best art, regardless of the message. Jared Taylor of American Renaissance has noted that novels which are written with the intention of delivering a pro-white message are generally not very good. We see a similar problem in contemporary films, where the obsession with delivering a “woke” message recently created a movie so terrible that it was cancelled after filming was complete. (more…)
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If George Costanza of Seinfeld were a real person, he probably would have committed suicide sometime during the show’s fifth season. Much of the humor behind George is how, through an utter lack of self-awareness and shame, he constantly developed elaborate schemes to either hide or feed his sociopathic pettiness. These schemes always unraveled, of course, and the comeuppances always came good and hard, hence the funny.
In the real world, however, there is only so much assault upon one’s dignity a person can endure. Yet George endured, time and time again, in order to entertain millions. (more…)