Tag: white awakenings

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I am not in the least bit susceptible to depression, but I have to admit that as Tuesday night wore on, I found I was getting depressed, and on Wednesday I was really down. If you watch conservative media, you were expecting a red wave, and there was even talk of a paradigm shift as the GOP was projected to attract new constituencies: suburban whites, blacks, and Latinos were supposedly gravitating to the GOP. (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…)

Illustration by the author

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In November of 2009, I had been living in St. Louis for nine years, and my apartment complex was in a suburb bordering the city. It had gone through a rough patch before I signed my lease, cleaning out drug dealers and such. My years there were quiet and orderly. The rent was reasonable, the location a ten-minute drive from my downtown job as a security guard, and the apartment was a cozy one-bedroom. (more…)

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English original here

Zrovna jsem doposlouchal rozhovor Grega Johnsona s Markem Dyalem na rádiu Counter-Currents. Dyalova pouť od samolibého antirasistického skejťáckého pankáče a fanouška Public Enemy, přes studenta černošských studií až k nieztzscheánskému skinheadskému fašistovi je pro mě zároveň fascinující i povědomá. (more…)

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Let me tell you a bit about my experiences with the red pill. Drug stories can be fun, in large part because of they provide a transgressive taste of the taboo. This certainly is the case with the effects of this little red pill in the present culture. I will sketch some of my experiences; for many readers this may bring back memories. We can chuckle together about my story, being both in the know, and sharing in the taboo. (more…)

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Czech version here

I just finished listening to Greg Johnson’s interview with Mark Dyal on Counter-Currents Radio. Dyal’s journey from smug anti-racist skate punk and Public Enemy fan to Black Studies major to Nietzschean skinhead fascist was at once fascinating and familiar. (more…)

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By a child of the Black Sun

I am awakened. I know exactly why I live the life I do and how far it falls short of what could—should—have been.

I was born in England—from a family that was as English as English can be. My granddad saw the decline looming—left the London area he was born in and came across to America. (more…)

Carl Spitzweg, "Mineralogist in the Grotto," c. 1880

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Editor’s Note:

“White Awakenings” is a series of autobiographical reflections on the different paths individuals have taken to racial awareness, whether it was a single event that led to an epiphany or a long process of observation and study. Each author also strives to give us a sense of his or her personality, since the goal of this series is not merely to inform but also to allow readers to form personal connections with our authors.

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