Before playing it, I thought that this was one of many videos of Warsaw schoolchildren and teens performing the haunting song “White Eagle.” I featured that song in its original recording by Natalia Sikora here, where I also provided the lyrics. The song is a salute to the youngest fighters of the 1944 Warsaw Uprising. It is specifically about the 11-year-old Wojtek Zalewski, who saved his entire platoon and was killed in action six days later. The song is in slow tempo like a funeral march.

The chorus that begins just after the 1:30 mark is a soaring counterpoint to the somber verses. There are many covers and performances of that song, but this one is a bit different because as I learned, it’s performed by the ethnic-Polish community in Lithuania:

Playing this video for the first time, I noticed the unusual accent right away. It’s known as zaciąganie, or the eastern drawl. The way to understand the difference, is that standard Polish has a crisp sound to the foreign ear, while Russian sounds melodious. Similarly, the eastern-borderlands Polish has that Russian-like softness of sound. Two examples, from the spoken verse delivered by the little girl after the 2:00 mark. My first example is the word “dzieci,” which means “children” (nominative case). Standard Polish pronunciation is JEh-chi. The eastern drawl is more like DYEh-tsee. The second example is “ciepłej,” which means “warm” (feminine-singular, locative case). Standard Polish sounds like CHEP-way. The eastern drawl is more like SYEP-lay.

There is a lot I like in the choreography here. Love the link between generations, expressed through the older boys’ holding the younger children by the hand. Protective, fraternal. And as to people-watching, the teenage boy wearing the long coat catches my eye as having a trustworthy physiognomy. He steps forward after 2:00, when the girl finishes reciting her verse and hands him the mic. He’s the type I call “gentle giant” — a big young man with a baby face. I associate the type with loyalty and strong character.

There are 164,000 ethnic Poles in Lithuania, legacy of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth of the 16th century. Most live in Vilnius and southeast of the city along the Belarussian border. Some are descendants of landowning Poles who settled the region centuries ago, others are descendants of polonized Lithuanians and Ruthenians. Lithuania, in fact, plays a huge role in 19th century Polish Romanticism and national heritage in general. Highights:

  • The joint Polish-Lithuanian Jagiellonian Dynasty and its victory over the Teutonic Order at the Battle of Grunwald (1410).
  • Poland’s national epic Sir Thaddeus (1811) begins with an invocation to Lithuanian countryside as the muse.
  • Poland’s greatest modern statesman Józef Piłsudski (1867 – 1935) came from a polonized aristocratic Lithuanian family.
  • Poland’s arguably-greatest modern writer and poet Czesław Miłosz (1911 – 2004) was of Polish and Lithuanian origins. His writing is animated by the spirit of what he calls his true homeland, the Lithuanian countryside of his youth.

The schoolchildren’s performance of “White Eagle” above: does this arrangement, in particular the intro, pay homage to Zbigniew Preisner’s score to Dekalog V? The theme of the fifth installment of the Krzysztof Kieślowski’s Dekalog series is, after all, “Thou Shalt Not Kill.”

I visited Lithuania not-quite twenty years ago. Anecdotes for another time perhaps. My knowledge of English helped me communicate where you’d expect it would: in tourism centers. I studied the basic courtesies and useful phrases in Lithuanian prior to my trip, which also came in handy. With an older taxi driver who took me from a train station to the Hill of Crosses, I communicated in my rudimentary Russian; he’d have grown up during the Soviet years, when every captive nation had that language drilled into its young. But in Vilnius, to my surprise, I was able to communicate with almost everyone in Polish. Same grammar and vocabulary as mine, just the difference between our respective accents.

… The title of this post. Micronations. To me it is as clear as it was to Miłosz, that his native realm in that corner of the world is a nation onto itself.* His hostility to Polish nationalism before and during WWII was not a function of his youthful Leftism. It was, as I see it, the provincial patriot’s wariness of the empire and its capital, Warsaw.

(*I am not advocating separatism in Lithuania. As far as I know, the country’s Polish minority has good relations with the majority, and stalwartly supported Lithuanian independence from the Soviet Union.)

Northeastern Italian-Americans and Appalachian mountain men are micronations in the United States. In Poland there are the Kashubian people along the Baltic coast and Highlanders in the Tatra Mountains. Though they speak an intelligible Polish dialect, Silesians in southwestern Poland did not consider themselves to be Poles prior to WWII, and they have a separatist movement. In eastern Germany, Sorbs are a Slavic language group; Bavarians and the Hochdeutsche Nordic Germans don’t strike me as having a whole lot in common aside from language. Just a few examples.

We on the national Right shouldn’t ignore the distinction between larger national identities and regional micronations. As the devil of our day pushes for the ugliest common denominator through abolishing the differences among peoples, so the remedy is more respect for those differences, on down the scale. Kinship and integrity to weather the globalist storm.


31 thoughts on “Micronations

  1. “Northeastern Italian-Americans and Appalachian mountain men…”

    Ol’ Chin wandered Brooklyn;
    “tossing tin hats in trucks!”‘
    Robert Smithson took Sin
    out for a date in fat muck.
    Bunuel wandered in,
    & wished Miss Tarot ‘good luck.’

  2. comment lost to the mod ether over on chateau heartiste. i got this reply from a liberal in another typical online squabble:

    ‘White nationalism isn’t the same as white people desiring nationhood. For example, Welsh nationalists just want their country back. They don’t think killing all the brown people is the way to get it.’

    he’s basically telling us that whites can be nationalist all they want against other whites. but the moment that the muds’ gravy train stops, war is on.

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  4. At one point in the not-too-distant past, all Europeans belonged to “micronations.” The very concept of a single national language is to some extent a 19th-century innovation; Tuscan didn’t gain predominance as “Italian” until the 1830s or so, and of course Spanish today is still known in Spain as Castilian. English and French began centralization a bit earlier, but still, as late as the First World War, up to 10 percent of French conscripts spoke a patois mutually unintelligible with Parisian French.

    It is interesting that while today, the “nation state” is considered the central obstacle to liberalism (in the guise of globalization), 150 years ago the concept of the nation state was the main force encouraging liberalism. Napoleon began the process of utterly extinguishing the patchwork of 1000-year old baronies and bishoprics of medieval Germany, along with all their unique and irreplaceable traditions, and Bismarck finished the job. Now the million diverse and distinct, though related, cultures have been replaced by a monolith German. And this same process happened all throughout the continent, though again, earlier in the western half.

    I’m not trying to discredit modern nationalism; at this point it’s the best weapon we’ve got to resist the cultural amalgamation of the whole world, a Germany on a much more massive scale. But it’s also worth remembering for a moment how much we’ve already lost, and will probably never recover.

    Btw love the blog, I’ve been a reader for years.

  5. Been bingeing on Forensic Files episodes on YouTube this weekend. A few deaths seemed extra tragic for what I label a “loss of beauty”. I don’t mean that the lives of the beautiful are worth more than the lives of the average, only that the tragedy seems so much greater when we lose an angel than when we lose a thug.

    My heart is troubled watching this video. The beauty of these children is remarkable. How many of them will live in innocence and honor compared to how many will fall for the lies that tell them that having a family young, raising your children to obey God, and resisting the fleshly allures of this tainted world is what only bad people do?

  6. Jan Martense: Thank you very much. Also excellent points about western European history from that perspective.

    Jaded Jurist: “My heart is troubled watching this video. The beauty of these children is remarkable. How many of them will live in innocence”

    The “White Eagle” performance above? Yeah, I just watched it again. My protective instinct is strong. They will do fine.

  7. PA: “The “White Eagle” performance above?”


    The one teen girl on the right (her left) of the others…she seems to me like what every father wants in a daughter, and what every husband wants in a wife.

  8. This is a manosphere post. More well adjusted readers will want to skip this. It’s fairly cringe.

    The move that (unsexed unsatisfied aka more generally childless) women in America do, where when they get your attention, usually legitimately but also just thinking they have it: that move where they grab and always w/ both hands, the bottom of their blouse shirt thing and pull it down, as if to protect their smelly butt gross area from your hungry gaze.

    Yeah, that move. I have commented about it before, and can’t decide whether it’s literally the funniest thing on the face of the world since time began, or just a little too much of my sad life. [now now, no sniping]

    Obv. Women do what they can to get you to look at them, and then when you do, they upset, or depending on who you are, get all hot and bothered.

    Woody Allen, may he rest in peace, had a great scene about it in Annie Hall [?] where his blind date tells him that she is a nympho but then when he tries to make a move she flips out.

    What’s funny about it though now, is how frequent and banal it’s become, that move. How predictable and ridiculous. Women: I know you don’t read this, and even if you do you can’t help yourselves; but please do try and have some dignity.


    Here’s how it went down today, for literally the 50 thousandth time. I am getting some dog food at the local artisan pet food store [not really artisanal] and for fun ask the clerks to help me with a selection. They shit test blah blah blah and eventually I notice that one of them is not bad and age appropriate for my old ass, and so I involuntarily give her an appraising look. And bam! the move, as described above.

    Very unbecoming for a clerk. I don’t like this transactional world anymore. And frankly such behavior is unbecoming of adults.

    It’s like bitch you’ll have to try something else, like how about a personality?

    Remember back when White people had dignity and mating protocols were known observed and respected, and when White people would see on a documentary how they did in Africa, they were embarrassed for those stupid monkeys at their primitive courtship displays, because we were above it. Yeah the good old days they are gone.

  9. Muh dik
    I swing it around
    muh dik has gone to ground
    muh dik has a personality
    muh dik is an American monstrosity

    Your blouse
    doesn’t cover your area
    those clothes are a hysterectomy
    bitch you’re goin down one way or another
    I’ll leave you in the park underneath the cover

    Muh dik
    it’s a monstrosity
    muh dik wants to get all of me
    muh dik is out for some
    muh dik is all I got now
    muh dik fills up a big cow

    Yo bitch couldnta chose your clothes right?
    If you don’t like em wearing em
    then stay the hell outta my sight
    you gonna get some

  10. It was in a cynical tone and contra the original post; that is true.

    However and fairly clearly to my reading, the stated rules for off topic posting are not thereby transgressed. And I don’t use cuss words neither.

    And also JJ there’s this thing called range maybe you’ve heard of it.

  11. The United States of America; once the land of micro nations, and moreso probably than any other country in the world.

    Circa back whenever say 1900 or so, it probably had the most.

    Minnesota was its own micro nation for a short long while, say from 1900 to 1985. If we are talking micro micro nations though, it could be split further.

    1. The real Upper Midwest, the woods and northern Wisconsin
    2. Southern Farm country with Iowa
    3. Western Prairie and cows and soybeans with Dakota

    Also the SE River Valley hill country would be its own region with the Wisconsin of that zone.

    And the despicable embarrassing, laughably named Twin Cities.

    Time Magazine featured a smiling Minnesotan on a boat with a fish in his hand, and it was a big splash success story magazine cover. The title was something like “Minnesota. The Good Life”

    This magazine cover used to be collectible, back when boomers and old x-er’s collected these sorts of things, and the pictured man is a good example of the hardscrabble type outdoorsy people who lived up that country. A “hardy breed” is what they used to be referred to as. The quality of his subtly smiling face, is a sort of brilliant balance of vigor and happiness and wisdom.

    The lakes that made this place its own micro nation, can be quite large and windswept. In other words not the safe placid lakes that foreigners might expect. So when you get out there after pulling on your Johnson for as long as it takes, you are out in the elements. Very raw and exciting!

  12. I never been up to Lake of the Woods. Truth be told I am not much of a sportsman. But Lake of the Woods is in fact, the largest lake in the contiguous States, excepting of course the Great Lakes.

    Bet you didn’t know that? Also it’s sort of a trick question but rings the bell true.

    I was at the auto shop garage — yet again — and having to wait for a minute in the lobby. This is a chain garage but to their credit, or rather their marketing department’s credit, they try to do the waiting room decor up in a manly outdoorsman-y style. For instance the television will be playing fishing shows, and you can guess the magazines.

    And then, as if on cue. The delivery guy comes in from his delivery truck with the crucial missing parts, and he is heartily welcomed by the staff, and starts to telling about having just got back from ice fishing. They ask where and he says Lake of the Woods and so they exclaim: “Kick ass.”

    But here’s the punchline, and the joke’s on you. He was a mystery meat half breed, of the sort who might can fit in to the manly culture of ice fishing. So there ya have it. He didn’t catch anything but they did a lot of drinking.

  13. The world’s not what it used to be. It never is and never was; right?

    It used to be more mysterious and shit. Greg Brown is from the southern micro micro nation of Minnesota, the one that adjoins w/ Iowa. He is a boomer, but he literally is the best music lyricist in the history of America. That’s not just my opinion, it’s also a fact.

    The road used to go somewhere
    you never been before
    [blah blah blah
    I can’t remember the rest]

    But in terms of micro nations and the point of this comment. Now EVERYONE goes to the Lake of the Woods and what’s more it’s about drinking.

    Also sportsman culture. Yeah yeah yeah yeah, don’t go there …

    Warroad Minnesota is the town on Lake of the Woods. Now it’s like the Yellowknife of the South, except that instead of tourists from Germany and Japan, the tourists are from Burnsville and Crystal, and Chicago.

    Back in the 80s Warroad was a perennial contender for state champions in high school hockey, the sport of kings, which was an impressive accomplishment considering there was only one hs hockey league [rather than A, double-A, triple-A etc; this itself is a big topic for ex-hs athletes]. Considering that and the fact that their hs class size woulda been like twenty-five guys. From that pool they fielded a team that EVERY YEAR would make the Tournament and go against the suburban powerhouse teams with 600+ boys per class.

    Iow they were bigger better tough guys. Back then being tough was a big thing.

  14. Warroad isn’t actually much like Yellowknife. But from what I have heard, they are both full of tourists. Now that the road goes everywhere, no place is pretty and sacred and special.

    That’s what destroys micro nations, is that you can drive everywhere.

  15. “is that you can drive everywhere.”

    That, and the English language.

    So modular and adaptible, so efficient and descriptive, so easy to learn.

    To forestall another Tower of Babel, God broke the common speech into many mutually unintelligible languages.

    (Easy to learn because it has no declensions, other than their vestigial presence in pronouns and the possessive case “apostrophe-s” or its flip side with plural nouns. The tradeoff: inflexible syntax.)

  16. Why is Sweden so cucked?

    Because every Swede speaks fluent English.

    Why is it harder for poz to make inroads into Eastern Europe? Because during the golden age of propaganda — when (((Western))) media were completely trusted — few people there spoke English. Until recently, everybody there spoke some Russian (mandatory past third grade in PL under communism), educated people tended to also speak German or French.

  17. Maybe. This is what I am explaining: the American Empire is a global poz vector because the United States is the global base of operation for the One World Government cabal. English is its language, and English has two relevant qualities: it is very adaptable and it is very easy to learn. Societies that had been exposed to English the longest (the Anglosphere obviously, and Nordic/western Europe) have absorbed the most of the American empire’s poz through its media and pop culture.

  18. Indeed….

    So it is imperative that the high IQ white male differentiate between the liberated conception of “white (s)upremacy” and the absolute conception of white (S)upremacy.

  19. Interestingly enough a “lingua franca” may help preserve, not erase, micronations. During the Middle Ages/ Renaissance, the fact that Latin could be written by educated people everywhere paradoxically eliminated the need for language centralization; it didn’t matter if the people in the next village over used a a different dialect in day-to-day conversation, since communication could occur anyway. The decline of Latin (by around 1700) corresponds exactly with the rise of national languages, which were then necessary to ensure a functional government. And in fact I would say that the dominance of English has coincided with a recent renewed interest in local autonomy.

    That being said, English is definitely the language of poz. That is a flaw particular to English, not to lingua francas in general.

  20. — And in fact I would say that the dominance of English has coincided with a recent renewed interest in local autonomy.

    An imperfect analogy to your paradox: the U.S. Interstate system. It routes the heavy volumes of through-traffic around the smaller towns and scenic areas, leaving them uncongested and local-use only.

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