Phil Eiger Newmann, Floyd Bucks, 2021.
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When I commented recently that I found the word “Juneteenth” to be Junetarded, somebody one-upped me by suggesting that soon, the US will officially change Halloween’s name to “Octoroonth.”
Yes, the nation has truly become that dumb. (more…)
William Powell Frith (1819-1909), A May Day Celebration (private collection)
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Throughout Europe and the United States, the chill mornings and blossoming trees of spring are giving way to summer’s warmth and abundance. As the midway point between spring and summer, the month of May has historically been a season of great importance to the peoples of Europe, a joyful time of sowing, revelry, feasting, and courtship. (more…)
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Yule is the midwinter festival celebrated by my ancestors and by Germanic neo-pagans today. Midwinter is a time when much of nature seems to die or to depart. The trees are stripped of their leaves. The birds abandon us, flying off to warmer climes. Bears, badgers, chipmunks, and squirrels hibernate. Water freezes over. The earth is covered in ice and snow, so that nothing can grow. The air is so chilled that when we are out in it for too long, death becomes something tangible, and we rush inside. (more…)
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Translated by Greg Johnson
We are approaching Christmas (another name for the winter solstice). Associated with the evergreen tree, Christmas has always been celebrated in European countries (more…)
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The Fourth of July is a bittersweet holiday for me. I have fond childhood memories of fireworks and BBQs with my family during each Fourth of July weekend. Yet as an adult, I have been living in Europe where I never celebrate the holiday. Due to the recent extension on travel restrictions, I spent this Fourth of July back in the USA. (more…)
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Unless you’re a Texan, you probably never heard of Juneteenth until last week.
This holiday celebrates the end of slavery and has long been a minor holiday in the Lone Star State. It commemorates the day — June 19, 1865 — where the Union declared all slaves in the state of Texas free, (more…)
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Richard Spencer says he hates St. Patrick’s Day. He seems to view it as a negation of white American identity, which he says is WASP identity. We’ll address that in a bit, but let’s first look at just who WASPs are and whether they are an elite or not. (more…)
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Hugh MacDonald discusses the history of the Halloween tradition as an element of European identity. (more…)
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Yule is the midwinter festival celebrated by my ancestors and by Germanic neo-pagans today. Midwinter is a time when much of nature seems to die or to depart. The trees are stripped of their leaves. The birds abandon us, flying off to warmer climes. Bears, badgers, chipmunks, and squirrels hibernate. Water freezes over. The earth is covered in ice and snow, so that nothing can grow. The air is so chilled that when we are out in it for too long, death becomes something tangible, and we rush inside. (more…)
Sol Invictus crowned with a diadem of sun rays
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Translation and commentary by Cologero Salvo
In “Roma e il natale solare nella tradizione nordico-aria” (La Difesa della razza, 1940), Evola writes:
Very few suspect that the holidays [i.e., Catholic holy days] of today, in the century of skyscrapers, radio, great movements of the masses, are celebrated and continue . . . a remote tradition, (more…)
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Translations: Czech, French, German, Swedish
Audio version: To listen in a player, click here. To download the mp3, right-click here and choose “save target or link as.”
It was about twenty years ago when I first noticed that the greeting “Merry Christmas” was being replaced by the bland, neutral “Season’s Greetings” and “Happy Holidays.”
time: 10:41
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Yule is the midwinter festival celebrated by my ancestors and by Germanic neo-pagans today. Midwinter is a time when much of nature seems to die or to depart. The trees are stripped of their leaves. The birds abandon us, flying off to warmer climes. Bears, badgers, chipmunks, and squirrels hibernate. Water freezes over. The earth is covered in ice and snow, so that nothing can grow. The air is so chilled that when we are out in it for too long, death becomes something tangible, and we rush inside. (more…)
1,428 words / 9:56
Translations: Czech, French, German, Swedish
Audio version: To listen in a player, click here. To download the mp3, right-click here and choose “save target or link as.”
It was about twenty years ago when I first noticed that the greeting “Merry Christmas” was being replaced by the bland, neutral “Season’s Greetings” and “Happy Holidays.”
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English original here
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Bien que n’étant pas croyant, j’avoue que la période de Noël est ma préférée. (more…)
1,428 words / 9:56
Translations: Czech, French, German, Swedish
Audio version: To listen in a player, click here. To download the mp3, right-click here and choose “save target or link as.”
It was about twenty years ago when I first noticed that the greeting “Merry Christmas” was being replaced by the bland, neutral “Season’s Greetings” and “Happy Holidays.”
time: 10:41
Sol Invictus crowned with a diadem of sun rays
611 words
Translation and commentary by Cologero Salvo
In “Roma e il natale solare nella tradizione nordico-aria” (La Difesa della razza, 1940), Evola writes:
Very few suspect that the holidays [i.e., Catholic holy days] of today, in the century of skyscrapers, radio, great movements of the masses, are celebrated and continue . . . a remote tradition, (more…)
3,344 words
Yule is the midwinter festival celebrated by my ancestors and by Germanic neo-pagans today. Midwinter is a time when much of nature seems to die or to depart. The trees are stripped of their leaves. The birds abandon us, flying off to warmer climes. Bears, badgers, chipmunks, and squirrels hibernate. Water freezes over. The earth is covered in ice and snow, so that nothing can grow. The air is so chilled that when we are out in it for too long, death becomes something tangible, and we rush inside. (more…)
