City streets across the Western world will be filling in the coming weeks with throngs of penitents. The sin they repent of is the death of a child, a tragedy broadcast across the globe. As penance, Western lands have a great task ahead of them: the opening of borders to hundreds of thousands – and eventually many millions – of displaced masses from Africa and the Middle East.
This piece has a simple message: your penance is unnecessary, your absolution unneeded.
How can I say this? After all, the actions of Western leaders are what has caused the instability and descent into chaos of this region of the world. True enough. Our sense of justice cries out for satisfaction and for these people to be held to account.
Every journalist who incited their audiences to wars in lands they knew nothing about.
Every talking head whose propaganda convinced the ignorant that Arab and African Muslims would welcome White “crusaders” with open arms.
Every think tank scholar who enticed us to enter stable countries and set liberal democracy upon them.
Every preacher who told wrong-headed Christians that these wars would further their Lord’s return.
Every political cuckold who loyally furthered the interests of foreign lobbies ahead of those of their own states.
Every academic who worships at the demonic altar of Social Progress and works to extend its reign across the world.
But throwing open our doors and inviting the world to our shores will not bring justice to these people. Not a single one will undergo punishment for what they brought about. They’ll all keep their jobs and will keep throwing us into more and more futile endeavors. The resulting hyper-diversification brings familiar evils. The waning of trust. The destruction of the cultural commons. The violence and the low-level social war. The erasure of Western history and civilization as the newcomers’ children find them offensive. The chaos punishes only the innocent.
It punishes the children of Rotherham and cities across Europe, who have already grown up violated, abused, and betrayed by those appointed to keep them safe.
It punishes the unborn generations who will never know a world without racial tension and conflict.
It punishes the bygone ancestors who left us an inheritance of common laws, customs, and time-tested virtues.
It punishes those who will grow up after the Erasure and never know anything about their forefathers except that they are wicked, dead racists.
It punishes the mother and father, who no longer dream that their children will be inventors, only that they will manage to grow up in the system without joining its growing list of victims.
It punishes you.
And while Social Justice’s very holy preachers tell you that your next donated dollar will buy you salvation, the indulgence never comes.