I am British. My people are loathed, the English people are loathed and rightly so, many nationalists beyond my borders witness our arrogance is unbound and other than Mosley and Bowden our leaders and speakers are serpents. This, despite the denials of my kin, is the cold truth. But the vile leaders of my nation and the puppets who served them are not who I hold in my heart. Those who heeded the words of greater Men share this feeling. We hold the true English, the truth British, the true Europeans who suffer in this time in our hearts. I care not where you hail from, I care not what history you hold for if you are true, if you are of noble spirit and character then you are my brother, then you embody the European spirit. I will fight for you. I will die for you. There is no nobler a cause than to fall protecting such a thing and if you believe such an ideal false then I ask you to look to Degrelle, to Hitler, to Mussolini, to Rockwell, to any who have dared to deny the semite control of better Men. No sane man would die for this current regime, no Man of right mind would fight for this decadent and disgusting age. But a Man would die for his people. He would die for his Nation. He would die for his brother. That, that is the dedication of a hero, unequaled in the history of mankind other than within the Japanese subgroup of humanity.

The thing is though, I am not asking you to die. I am not asking you to sacrifice. Nay, I ask you to live. To be bold, to heed my words, to build anew from the ruins of this age. To have a family, to have brothers at your side, to rise above the ashes of this misery. That is what I ask, all I ask. All your brothers ask, your families ask, your nations ask, your people ask. I ask you, I implore you, tell me what is it I can give you to stand in this hour. Ask it and if it is in my power I shall give it. Is it hope? Then take mine, take it and let it fuel your ascent from the dark depths of this age. Is it money? Then let me find a way for you to be financially stable, I do not care what it takes to do find a way for you. Is it friendship? Then let me find a way to safely allow us to communicate beyond a board, where we can merely share small talk and chat as brothers, if that is what you desire then you shall have it. I do not care the effort it takes, I do not care. All I care about is saving our people. All any of those worth anything is saving our kin. Too long have we drifted, too long have we simply sat, waiting for someone to show us the way forward. We *have* the way forward. To exemplify the virtues that make us great. To exalt our faith, our kin, our homelands. To protect them, to ensure they do not merely exist but they propagate even in the darkest of times. I am not content with merely existing. I am not content with merely watching. I would gamble nor are you. So let us fight. Let us stand. Let us, as brothers, march forward. Let us embody the facets that make us who we are. Let us show those who have surrendered that they are not truly lost, that they need not live on their knees. That hope, that the dream of a better tomorrow has not abandoned us. That we are no servile puppets of a semetic system. That we, we few who resist, are the inheritors of tomorrow. That our Will is unbroken, that we refuse to kneel before the throne of the negro martyr or the semetic puppet. Stand. Stand for you are European. Stand for you are my brother, for the brothers that are watching. I, they, need to see strength.