I have always considered the most difficult task any man could face was to acknowledge defeat at the hands of the enemy. Millions of people of many nations have given their lives to avoid doing so. Many men, the bravest of warriors, have taken their own lives rather than bow to the victor. I stand humble before them whatever their race.

So what words can convey the feeling of absolute humiliation in conceding that our people’s defeat is due not to the superiority of the colonising conquerors but to the shameful acquiescence of our own people?

As a proud European it is very difficult for me to accept that much of the white race today, in evolutionary terms, is probably on the lowest rung of the survival ladder. It is ‘the weakest link’.

Such a view is no longer confined to the demented souls striding the streets with a banner proclaiming ‘the world is nigh’. Nor is it the rallying cry of the radical left or right. Even in this land so aptly described by Friedrich Nietsche as ‘The land of consummate cant’ there is grudging acceptance that Britain has been mortally stricken by a series of self-inflicted wounds that herald its downfall.

As a proud White man I am indignant at the strutting superiority of the colonisers, I burn at the ease with which they assimilate and adorn themselves of benefits provided by the sweat and ingenuity of my brothers and sisters.

I feel humiliated at the contempt with which they hold the White race in general and its betrayers in particular. Surprisingly we have much common ground for the immigrants scorn and deride ‘liberals’ as much as I do. But I confess to burning from their equal contempt for me though in my heart I am unable to blame them; they can see no further than my white skin which in their eyes is the outward appearance of weakness and race-death. Triumphalism; on the streets they practice it.

National columnists such as John Edwards concede, "The rest of the world has the country marked down as the new Titanic. So they stay at home and watch the bubbles."

I deplore a political incorrectness that makes it an offence to protect one’s property, to defend one’s birthright, laws that deny the basic human right to air an opinion. I deplore the persecution of dissidents even when it is based on race as it is in England today. Censorship denies me my freedom as a man and relegates me (and you) to that of an animal. The ‘mother of parliaments’ has stapled our tongues. How one would wish to be an orphan!

I am outraged at the way in which the racist laws of England are selectively applied to distinguish between the indigenous and non-indigenous people. I am angered at the media’s racist misrepresentation and censorship again applied in such a way as to favour one race against the other. I am incensed at the blinkered racist application of the law, the anti-white slant on education, local government and public standards.

I am repelled by the gut-wrenching hypocrisy of politicians whose laws impose racial amalgamation, which in their personal lives they reject out of hand.

I feel disgust at the anti-white apartheid practices of Britain’s whitewashed kaffirs who feel compelled to fawn at feet provided they are dusky - and the dustier the better.

But what I find most gut wrenching of all is that none of these crimes against humanity can be laid at the door of a single immigrant. These people are simply and wisely taking advantage of opportunities freely given whilst being protected from all criticism and who can blame them?

I cannot in my heart condemn asylum seekers, bogus or otherwise. I cannot criticise immigrants of any kind for trying to improve their chances of survival. They are simply acting in accordance with Nature and their gods. A force as old as life itself drives them on and the Whites are driven before it. Worse, we flee before the onslaught whilst those caught up in it slavishly curry favour with the vanguard.

We Britons have an old history of doing exactly the same thing: occupying, corrupting and then milking other peoples. I am not however a believer in tit-for-tat and I resent bleeding-heart race-traitors who advocate tit-for-tat to recycle injustice. I recognise the wrongs of yesterday but appreciate that the reprocessing of old stupidities serves only the deathwatch beetle.

All of my anger is reserved for the crass stupidity and blindness of my own kind who through a combination of treacherous leadership, plebeian moronic self-denial or downright apathy, hastens their people’s liquidation as assuredly as Stalin disposed of the Kulaks.

There is nothing perverse that happens today without the tacit nodding head of plebeian apathy and treachery. When an eleven-year-old boy reacting naturally to abuse calls his tormentor a Paki-bastard and is dragged before the courts then what more can be said? Has any nation of people on earth, even the most primitive, sunk so appallingly low in terms of apathy or cowardice? See, they betray even their own children!

The brown-noses will have a difficult job pinning a charge of racism on me unless it be reverse racism, for I cannot possibly conceive of any race-nation on earth sinking so low as to persecute a child so young for saying something so innocent of malice. No people would allow it – and to them I pay my deepest respect.

I would say that no person on account of their colour would ever stand before any court of British law or have anything to fear from true Britons; their future is as assured as it is safe. They will simply lose that which was not theirs in the first place and this can be no loss.

Those who should be increasingly enduring sleepless nights will be those I foresee standing before the peoples courts. The evidence of their perverse attempts to visit racial and cultural genocide upon their own people will confront them. These will be to a man and woman white of skin.

Let them reflect that throughout history men and women have danced on air for treachery less odious. As Rudolf Hess wisely pointed out: "In the end all will be forgiven save treachery to the race."

The great German leader was not of course speaking of earthly retribution but in terms of the divine order, the natural selection of things, but does not the same process provide mankind with the mechanism to hasten the natural selection process?

The traitors’ courts will prevail. Neither mankind nor Nature has a choice on this. It is the way of the world; it is the counter-balance. It is coming.

Most nations have at some time in their history divested themselves of malignant occupiers; those who failed simply disappeared. Those who survived dealt with their traitors. In the main those who had shamed themselves by collaboration were exposed and ostracised, often exiled. Others were brought before the courts of law and dealt with, often harshly. All too often mob rule took the upper hand and such culprits were stripped, tarred and feathered, forced to run naked through streets, beaten, even lynched.

Could it happen here? Britain is not the first country to be occupied, its laws subverted to outside interests, its people seconded to the occupiers. Why should ours be the first country that fails to react as others have done?

Those of us who shrugged off apathy, refused to hide behind self-denial, rejected compromise and fought against collusion, will stand as saviours of our race and defenders of our national honour. There can be no greater reward for the sacrifices of today. To do otherwise is to bear the shame on the long road to posterity.