Some might be familiar with the above image, WRSA occasionally posted it. From the online bio of Rafał Gan-Ganowicz: “His mother was killed by Nazi forces during the Invasion of Poland. His father later died during the Warsaw Uprising. As an orphaned teenager Gan-Ganowicz created an underground resistance that spread anti-communist literature.”
In the video under this Twitter post, there is a recording of his reminiscences. The video has English subtitles, it also juxtaposes his words with a video of Antifa/BLM rioters. The subtitles by necessity abridge the original words. My full translation:
Wandering around the streets of [post-war] Warsaw, I often came across Russian army units. It was, for me, a clash with a very different form of civilization. One that was impossible for me to understand. It was soaked in savagery, barbarism.
Whoever saw the advance of the Red Army near the end of WWII will never forget the Soviet vandalism. What the Soviet bumpkin couldn’t steal, he destroyed it. Why were they destroying everything? were they driven by envy of the fact that someone else could live under conditions that they, as citizens of the Progressive Country, could only see in movies? Or maybe that’s the nature of the Soviet Man, fueled by vodka, I don’t know. But Soviet barbarism, I remember.
What’s especially striking for me is that later when I was in the so-called savage countries [of Africa], I compared the behavior of these authentic savages in the jungle with that of the mobs of Soviet soldiers. What I noticed, is that the lust for destroying another’s property does not exist among actual savages. But among communists, it was ubiquitous.
Hypothesis: all people are good when they live in their own habitat in a social equilibrium that checks their individual evil impulses until (((somebody))) teaches them to be envious of others and promises them an impossible equality.
Such as routinely in contemporary political speech. Wess sketches recent American generations’ experience with this:
… it is something most American millenials and older are groomed from birth to believe. Whites from the deep south have a more realistic view of blacks due to the intense proximity and obvious disfunction, but even there there’s a somewhat paternal element to the attitude.
Anglo-Germanic Whites feel a sense of pity and unfairness about the blacks’ situation, and I think only a realization of both: 1) genetic IQ differences between races and 2) the insane magnitude of black-on-white crime, is enough to shake this core programming.
Boomer/Silent striver parents who experienced the turbulent 60/70s racial conflicts, but hadn’t had seen experimental results of a whole society bending over backward for them for four more decades. Those parents tended give their kids a magical worldview about the possible potential of blacks, and talked in virtuous tones about their one or two black friends, usually with the noxious 7-syllable mewl “African-American”.
The younger generations, with unfiltered internet access to the sum total of black depravity at their fingertips, are much more amenable to a Madagascar-esque separation.
The media indoctrination about the prevalence and competence of blacks was really extreme for millenials. The number of popular and promoted evening television shows with all-black families or omnipresent black minor characters and best friends was intense.
There is this sick and perverse virtual reality where “black males” are supposedly both physically superior to white males and at the same time white man’s little oppressed bitch. And it is this cog-diss that allows both “white” male gammas and racially disloyal “white” females to attack that last specter of healthy-minded white racism. These “white” vermin hate “white supremacy” far more than they love “blacks.” So, it is a pathology from head to toe for a super-majority of “goodwhites.”
Anyone else had a passing thought last night, about the White House getting sacked by the rioters? Trump in a series of Twitter posts just a few minutes ago:
Great job last night at the White House by the U.S. @SecretService . They were not only totally professional, but very cool. I was inside, watched every move, and couldn’t have felt more safe. They let the “protesters” scream & rant as much as they wanted, but whenever someone….
….got too frisky or out of line, they would quickly come down on them, hard – didn’t know what hit them. The front line was replaced with fresh agents, like magic. Big crowd, professionally organized, but nobody came close to breaching the fence. If they had they would….
….have been greeted with the most vicious dogs, and most ominous weapons, I have ever seen. That’s when people would have been really badly hurt, at least. Many Secret Service agents just waiting for action. “We put the young ones on the front line, sir, they love it, and….
….good practice.” As you saw last night, they were very cool & very professional. Never let it get out of hand. Thank you! On the bad side, the D.C. Mayor, @MurielBowser , who is always looking for money & help, wouldn’t let the D.C. Police get involved. “Not their job.” Nice!
Trump is either weak or he’s patient. Conversely, the system is either moving in for the kill or it’s panicking. Boasts of playing good defense is a weak look.
This will be a four-part series. Here is the first one, featuring the best American song of the 21st century: Jason Isbell with Drive-by Truckers, Outfit.
Don’t call what you’re wearing an outfit, don’t ever say your car is broke
1 ref.: Don’t worry about losing your accent, a Southern man tells better jokes
2 ref.: Don’t sing with a fake British accent, don’t act like your family’s a joke
Have fun, stay clear of the needle, call home on your sister’s birthday
Don’t tell them you’re bigger than Jesus, don’t give it away
In the verses, the speaker tells his story. In the refrain, he passes what he had learned on to his son. The advice is not one given by a man who has a country of his own. His government is the enemy of its people, whom it sees as economic units to be value-harnessed and replaced.
The song is a guide to a talented working-class boy on how to not drown under these conditions. Its commonplace lyrics in fact span the grandeur of existence, from personal self-respect to the Highest truth. Because there will one day be a day when his people have a country of their own. That last part is not explicit in the song, it’s me filling in a blank.
- 0:03 – The Interloper moves in to corrupt a prize-female.
- 0:27 – She shields herself behind a wall of patriarchy. A wall that’s not difficult to breach because Eve alone can’t hold off Satan.
- 0:31 – The Interloper understands female nature. The line dividing chastity from coyness is a fuzzy one. He scorns the established rules of courtship because nobody stops him. When the cat’s away, the mice come out to play.
- 0:36 – The Alpha’s face at this very moment… status sometimes has to be defended with violence. Violence is not undertaken lightly when the interloper is at least an even match. War = Win it All or Lose it All. The alternative is submission with dishonor.
- 0:48 – The Alpha decides that it’s time to step in. It’s not white-knighting when done by an Alpha because the entire showdown is not about her, it’s a challenge of his status. It’s also not white-knighting because she had rebuffed the Interloper, and that’s as far as she can be expected to hold out. She did her part. The rest is up to the Alpha. His people are watching because their fate depends on him.
- 0:59 – The Alpha commits himself to action. Physical courage is a pillar of civilization.
- 1:03 – “You gonna make me?”
- 1:05 – “Yeah.”
- 1:29 – Discipline and skill are also pillars of civilization.
- 1:44 – The defeated Interloper’s apparent face-saving bluff.
- 1:58 – Alpha lets things deescalate.
- 2:01 – The Interloper bluffs — or is it an invitation to escalate?
- 2:15 – The Alpha stand his ground, wins the contest. His victory is total when a low-status female sneakily helps him.
- 2:16 – Civilization is reaffirmed. Words is Law, Law is Words.
- 2:22 – The Interloper withdraws and (((lies))).
Related, one of my earliest blog posts: On White Knighting.
Clicking the video’s Play arrow on a desktop browser might get you a “media unavailable” message. Open the tweet itself, play the video there. Select comments under various twitter posts:
Emotions were running high as representatives of the LGBTQ-lobby had defiled the Black Madonna of Czestochowa for weeks ahead of the march.
20 000 retweets for this documentary demonizing Polish conservatives opposing the dictatorial LGTBQ-lobby The story is from last summer. The LGBTQ-lobby decided to organize the first Gay Pride Parade ever in the most conservative part of Poland (near Belarus) Why bring a kid?
They saw what happened in the West over decades, where we went from “we just want to be left alone and live our lives in peace” all the way to drag queen story hour and hormone “therapy” for children. They decided they don’t want to go that route.
It’s Christian to defend the poor and vulnerable. Truthfully, promoting sodomy as normal and healthy is not standing with the poor and vulnerable it’s standing with a diabolical exploitation of the poor and vulnerable. This is the truth despite what it may seem. God bless.
So many women in the gay parade, you can clearly see the propaganda influences them much easier than men
Our Slavic friends who have inside scoop say that they send in LGBT groups from Germany. These are not locals.
Any group in the US that tried to do this would be subverted by CIA operatives so fast…they would demonize anyone who goes against the globo homo agenda
First and only pride I ever saw was by accident in Vancouver BC Canada. Had gone down to English bay for gelato with the family. I was in shock. For one the people marching were dressed in bondage wear and worse. 2. Parents were watching with their kids along the road. 1998
Two points: one, globopedo Left will never reason with you, it will never negotiate a compromise. Tolerance will get you the insatiable Sweden/UK-tier tyranny. Two, you have to choose a side either by leading, following, or getting out of the way. That last one is important too: passive support. There are only two sides in all of it, no third side and no sidelines. This:
Murdoch Murdoch is the high art of our era. Here is their new one, “Waiting for Superman.” You decide if wrestling with philosophy, and especially rebellion against God, diminishes the artist’s work. Great art is aligned with objective Truth and Beauty, it is never escapist.