I don’t like your cities, your grey filthy
Sidewalks, your cold gritty air, your soulless
Buildings, your blank rootless people who dress
Like each other and do not care to be
Anywhere else but inside metro areas
Where they can buy Thai food at night as
A way to express freedom from dreary
Lack of sophistication. I don’t think
Haute cuisine comes at 3 AM, and I (more…)
Tag: Juleigh Howard-Hobson
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July 29, 2015 Juleigh Howard-Hobson
About the Modern World
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The Betrayed
England asked us and we answered. Without
A second thought. We had no fear, no doubt,
No worries; we were English, we would go,
We’d fight for her—for glory, not for show—
And for love of our own people, our stout
And sturdy race. Our folk is worth about (more…) -
July 14, 2015 Juleigh Howard-Hobson
The Hell Soldiers
4,660 words
The bend in the river was leafy and green with old trees that hung their thick branches out and over. The shadows were almost black at some parts on the banks, spreading gradually to grey green, then dappling away into nothing by the middle of the water. The sunlight sparkled gold and white on the dark waters. (more…)
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Mjolnir Magazine
Issue II: War
David Yorkshire, editor
www.mjolnir-magazine.com“Mjolnir embraces the racial spirit of the children of Europa (more…)
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1,395 words
This is the first of a series of “dispatches from the front,” written to inspire and enlighten our folk about the reality of creating a white homeland in the Pacific Northwest right now. We don’t need to wait for revolution, uprising, or upheaval—we can do this now, peacefully, calmly, preparedly. I don’t claim to have all the answers. I am a stranger here myself. But I will share the process and point out what I can to those who are looking for the start of the path that will surely lead to a place of better advantage than those we leave behind. (more…)
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“The hereditary make-up of a people can’t be destroyed by external experiences. In the long run, it will prevail.”
— Rudolf Hess, letterWe shall prevail ultimately. No dread
Future will blight our kind. We’ll rise instead
As we’ve always risen, as we always
Will no matter how long or rough the days
We spend between now and then. We have bled
But we have not broken, we have not shed (more…) -
November 26, 2014 Juleigh Howard-Hobson
Now in Paperback!
Andy Nowicki’s Heart KillerAndy Nowicki
Heart Killer
Chicago: Hopeless Books, 2014I would not like to be in a room with any character from Andy Nowicki’s latest novel Heart Killer. Then again, I really wouldn’t know it if I were. Andy Nowicki has written a novel about evil within, about depravity within, about horror within.
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For Savitri Devi
Defeated? No, not defeated, not yet,
Not ever. I am not going to forget,
I am not willing to forgive, I am
Not inclined to pretend that any damn
Thing has changed except time. Which I regret,
But I can do nothing about time. Let
It pass, let it roll on, it’s not a threat
To me. I consider that boogeyman
Defeated. No,
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I’ll Have No Winding Sheet
Great War 1914I’ll have no winding sheet. No head stone. This
Mud will be my coffin and my grave. No
Mourners. No funeral wreath. Just some whiz
Bangs, broken duck boards, spattered blood. And so
I sink. My helmet is my pillow. My
Comrades’ bones have made my casket. This place
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Here, half hidden in the meadow grass, stones
Still circle something that they’ve circled for
A thousand years or so. There’s no old bones
Here, no buried cache of golden crowns or
Ancient jewels—only these rocks, nothing moreThan them. Still, they hold something in their midst,
In the ground of the circle itself, clear
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During last year’s Counter-Currents Summer Fundraiser, a number of our writers issued statements of support. They are just as valid now as then, so we are reprinting them here. (more…)
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“On September 3, 1939, the day of England’s declaration of war against Germany, Unity Mitford sat down upon a bench in a Munich park and put a bullet through her temple. The suicide attempt failed . . .”1
Tall willows shade the paths which wind between
The flower beds and grassy plots where you
Often walked. You spoke of what would happen
Should Germany and England decide to
Embark on war: (more…) -
Paul Christensen
The Hungry Wolves of Van Diemen’s Land
CreateSpace, 2014 (book)
Amazon Kindle, 2014 (E-book)“Whisper fairy stories till they’re real.”—Vashti Bunyan
“. . . hope till hope creates
From its own wreck the thing it contemplates”—Shelley (more…)