Remember in High School when you did not do much in the way of study of anything much more than socialist heroes, socialist critique of anything else, and just general brainwashing? I never studied the poet William Blake in school. Being that he was white, male, Christian was triple damning; especially when compared to socialist white hippies whose maleness was focused on sharing white guilt from each others testicles. None the less, there is a haunting line from Blakes’ Jerusalem * about his sword not sleeping in his hand. No, it does not address the struggle of the never workers for more of the fruits of the labor of the working man. But it does speak to the current situation. People email me, asking What can I do? They do not want their swords to sleep in their hands. The sleeping sword is having nightmares.

Direct action that the lefties do is pretty much verboten for anyone not a bolshevik. You can be a terrorist Weatherman and end up with a tenured position in a University, but a terrorist non bolshevik will not end up in a University. As a leftist, you can say ‘All white people are racist’ and not be called a racist. You can put up websites detailing operations and hinting at felonies, but the leftist press will ignore your trangressions; but for a non bolshevik to do so would, you know, cause an interruption to your earnings. Going to prison is not the same for as for a typical gangbanger leftist voter. There is no street cred, no lifetime entitlements, no eternal literacy coaches for the illiterate, and no packs of lawyers eager to slurp down the white guilt you produce by the pint. Your sword of action is supposed to get rusty, while the leftist purse string snippers are oiled and shiny from use. Oh well.

There is no free speech in Canada. I cannot talk about what the people I know are doing. Their sword is not sleeping in their hands. They have enough sense to not talk to anybody but those they trust. A leftist can make a good lifetime living out of being an informant, provocateur, or rat. I wish I could tell you what is being done, what works, what does not work so well, and what is a waste of time. If we had free speech in Canada, there would be no need for swords to sleep. That is, I suppose, enough of a hint.

As my bolshevik math teacher used to say, Come the Revolution! Indeed.

So, let us begin our logic. Invoke the spirits of the great Sophists, the Tea Party of the Philosophers. As a good RINO, I seek compromise with my fellow anti-American Revolutionaries. I will accept their modest proposal that all white men are serial killers, eaters of flesh, brutalists that force women to carry purses, and meat eaters.

First, a pagan offering to the post-Christian, Pagan Gods of the White People. Yes, offer up a burnt offering of cheap bacon, a pack, a whole pack, burnt up on the bar-b-que. Savor the rich scent that roasting flesh offers up, especially if it is extra deadly with cholesterol, and Chinese origin ‘maple syrup’ [bottled under the authority of licences granted by the Turpentine Commission]. Make a pagan offering. It is OK. Everything the Christians warned you about, about offerings to pagan spirits, is just paganophobic hateful spew. So, I encourage you all to take a moment, right now at 9:20 pm in Ontario, to go out and make a burnt offering to Set, the Snake God. That is what I am going to do right now. This is what you can do, that is politically correct, to awaken the Sleeping Sword.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this with my left hand.

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