ICE AGE COLUMBUS
ICE AGE COLUMBUS
by Constantin von Hoffmeister
Many nationalists (especially in Europe) view the supplantation of the redskin savages by the White European settlers as a great injustice and proof of AmeriKa’s inherent wickedness. This view has nothing to do with a national liberation theology at all as it is riddled with liberal biases. It is a fact that White Europeans were the first people to settle on the American continent. Nature knows no “innocence.” The redskin savages committed genocide against White Europeans. It is all about geopolitics. Races reclaiming land that was once theirs is perfectly legitimate. It just goes to show that the redskin savages’ attempt to silence new scientific findings, that point to White Europeans being the true (and only) Native Americans, is to legitimize themselves as victims when in fact they are not. The redskin savages, with all the benefits that they now reap from their victim status (such as the right to run tax-free casinos on the reservations), are parasites. The White Europeans’ reclamation of the American continent has to be seen as what it really was: the return of a race to its ancestral soil. White Europeans returned to one of their homelands and made it the most advanced civilization that the American continent has ever seen. The Mississippi is a European river.
Kennewick Man is only 10,000 years old. Recent findings of European-style flints on the American continent date back 17,000 years. The fact that White Europeans were the first people to settle on the American continent is now irrefutable.
NORDIC SCREAM – Introduction to AmeriKa
hagen von tundra a faustian soul tells the story settlers settled straight the border cut through grass swamp plain abound the tide turn west blinding glare a heap of red corpses and this is where the credits set in boils the blood ash pale drawn revolvers and repeating rifles firing down a desolate range the biosphere redeemed for noble treks passing through icy winds at early dawn’s light remember the castle besieged on all fronts the wagon tents flapping with disgust at invaders’ nonchalance the savage beasts kapow! kapow! goes down one feathered fellow barely limping like a weakling in a worn and stolen saddle presents then! and where now? too wild the bears too tame the women setting tables preparing the hearth the men out there planting and digging their own graves not yet generations to come gazing inward reflecting their refinement and ahead the scape stretching skyward do you smell the firewatered palms upturned begging for scraps? in the middle of a passionate heartland roaming roving red-boiled rage to kill the reds to scourge the country of its plague and line by line designed a complex grid of lanes and trains to modernize to civilize an ancient land of evil intent through the mercy of god washed clean and shine a thousand scrapers in the sky and never listen to the dead half-beast’s cry
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