American Dissident Voices broadcast of December 23, 2017
by Kevin Alfred Strom
WE WILL CONTINUE my interview with Sonny Thomas in one week — today we offer some words of hope and joy about this special season. Below you’ll see a new video produced by the talented couple who run the Stay Sane YouTube channel, with traditional music combined with images of White life especially created to help us celebrate, as they tell us:
We made this video to celebrate the beauty and majesty of the European season of Yule/Christmas. We hope it reminds everyone of the importance of our European tradition, customs, heritage, and ancestry. For our European ancestors, the celebration was among the most important, sacred, and cherished traditions and times of the year. We make this video to commemorate and honor our ancestors and the Yules/Christmases of long bygone eras, but to also emphasize the importance of upholding tradition and heritage for the present and future generations as well. For a person with strong roots inevitably has strong principles!
And now we present our traditional National Alliance Yuletide message to all who care for our folk:
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As the Sun Stands Still
When the darkest days come, they are the harbinger of a new dawn. That is what we celebrate this time of year.
This time of year, the Winter Solstice, is sacred to our people. It was considered sacred long before anyone formalized and systematized the deep feelings that we men and women of Europe had in our hearts about this season. There’s something special about the white crystalline snow, the snap in the air, the warm hearth, the bright and happy faces of children gathered round the fragrant pine tree, and the tear in the eye that we older folks get when we remember Yuletides past. Even on the eve of a long winter, the magic of this season gives us a feeling of the joy and infinite preciousness of life.
We of Europe are essentially People of the North — Venice, Italy is further north than Minneapolis, Minnesota, for example. And it was the northern climate that shaped us in many ways over long ages of evolution. Europe is a place of dramatic seasonal changes (and, not coincidentally, so are many of the new homes that European man has staked out around the globe). And those seasonal changes were very important to our ancestors. They knew that they had to prepare for winter in summer’s time of plenty, and any tribe which did not have the discipline or foresight to do so would perish — and its genes would no longer form part of our gene pool. Thus Nature’s hard lessons shaped us, upbred us, turned us from beings that could hardly be called human into beings that can contemplate the infinities of space and time and ponder the meaning of life. The seasons of Old Europe in fact — if we do not lose ourselves through racial mixing in the modern frontierless world we have built for ourselves — have given us the power to strike out into a new frontier beyond this Earth.
Besides increasing the size of our frontal lobes, the climate of our little peninsula shaped our souls in many other ways, and among other things gave us a special feeling for the seasons, which marked every aspect of our lives: the riot of sex and life reborn in the spring; the glory and plenty of summer; the harvest labors, majesty, and melancholy of autumn; and the bleak vastness and purity of winter.
Our ancestors were observant people, and learned early on to watch the skies for signs of the cycles of the Earth. And while it was quite obvious that winter was the time of shorter days, what was not perhaps so immediately obvious except to the observant was that the southward passage of the sun ceased and then reversed itself right at the beginning of winter, giving a sign — even before the coldest days began — that the longer and warmer days of spring were indeed on their way. This seeming paradox must have appeared as an almost magical event, a promise of life embedded in the nature of time and the universe itself. As the retreating sun changed direction, it lost its apparent momentum and seemed to “stand still” in the sky, rising and setting at almost the same position for several days running until it picked up speed going in the other apparent direction — back towards the north, making the days in our hemisphere longer again. This “time of the Sun standing still” is called the Winter Solstice, “solstice” being a combination of the Latin words for “Sun” and “to stand” (motionless). Stonehenge was built on a British plain by one branch of our ancestors some 4,000 years ago to mark the seasons by its alignment with the Sun and other heavenly bodies. Another kindred people, the Greeks, knew the Earth was spherical and marked the passages of the Sun and thousands of stars in their charts long before the word “Bible” was ever uttered by a White man.
So this is an appropriate season to reflect on the past, present, and future of our European race, the future of which is the prime concern of the National Alliance.
In many ways, we face an uncertain winter — not a literal winter, but a dark age — a wintertime for which we as a people are ill-prepared.
When we allowed the Jewish minority to take control of our news and entertainment media in the last century, we did not know that they had an agenda, an agenda that included our dispossession and ultimate extinction. We foolishly thought that they were just an odd variety of White folks and would quickly blend in with the rest of us, so concentration of the new mass media in their hands was of little consequence. We have paid with our fortunes and our lives for that mistake, and the payment is just beginning.
When they want us to accept more immigrants to destroy our genetic uniqueness and murder us as a race, they turn on the virtual violins and appeal to our race’s instinctive kindness and sympathy for the downtrodden.
They falsely accuse racial realists and White people who love their race of being “haters” — but when they want us to kill their enemies for them in their Middle Eastern wars, they crank up the real hate propaganda, cook up false intelligence and scare stories about “weapons of mass destruction” that might streak from Tehran to Peoria, and send our young people to die — and to slaughter whole generations of people who never meant us any harm, breeding millions of Osama bin Ladens in the process. The Jewish supremacists smile and even laugh when terrorists strike — and they fail to warn us even when they know it’s about to happen, as with 9/11 — because they know that such attacks alone can provide a believable backdrop for their lies about how we have to kill people in nations that threaten Israel — or that don’t want a government supervised by Jews.
So Americans die overseas in other people’s wars — while America herself dies, her borders undefended, as her founding race is rapidly replaced by Third Worlders who could never even dream of maintaining, much less building, the scientific and cultural edifice of the West. We’re bleeding from a thousand wounds and most of us don’t even know it.
White people form an ever-shrinking percentage of the Earth’s population, and the number of White women in their childbearing years is shrinking even faster, as easy abortion, contraception, miscegenation, and careerism have caused so many White women to terminate their family lines, causing a distinct aging of the White population that remains.
And so we are well into winter, we White men and women of the West, wherever we may live. The Jewish supremacists and their false doctrine of multiracialism appear to be riding high, with truth-tellers and racial idealists oppressed and repressed everywhere we look. But at the cusp of winter is the Solstice. The Sun stands still — and then turns our way again, a promise of spring, a promise of life and victory for our people.
What has happened in Europe, with millions of people finally showing some resistance to the invasion of their lands, shows the potential that our Cause has. It shows that large numbers of White people are hungry for the truth. With care and professionalism and a sense of deep responsibility, we can succeed far beyond yesterday’s most optimistic dreams. If we could recruit even two per cent. of the more intelligent and responsible part of White Americans, for example (two per cent. of even a quarter of the White population is well over one million people), we’d be a force to be reckoned with in every national decision, and we’d give the controlled media a very good run for their money. We can do that. That potential and the beginnings of success that we’re seeing is the promise of spring, the hope we see as the Sun stands still.
Everything depends on us. A future in which young White lovers will still love as only they can; where White scientists will discover and explore new worlds of inner and outer space that we can’t even imagine now; where the laughter and bright faces of White children will still exist; a future in which new Beethovens and Aristotles will still be born; where the greatest heights we have reached in the past will only be foothills of the peaks and mountain vistas to come — that is the world we can build if only we give our all and ensure that every White person hears our message and that every expression of our message is as perfect as we can make it.
So this is my Christmas card to you, my Solstice message, my Good Yule present: There is a great deal of hope. Join with me, join with the members of the National Alliance who are already working for the only cause that really matters, and help build the unimaginably great future that only we can build and that we can surely build. Ring out the old — and ring in the new.
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