A lady wrote me about my optimistic ideas about white survival, but she was still discouraged.
Here was a sentence she wrote me and my reply:
Whenever I see an infant carrier I steel myself before I look inside because so many times it is a mixed race child.
I certainly relate to that!
This is a war, x (her first name), and there are losses. When you look in that baby carriage, you are looking for the casualty list.
You are not the only person who sees this. Like everybody else, you only dare say it to me.
I remember when people in Eastern Europe would honestly say that a certain proportion of the people were with the Communists and so many others were with the system. Then the Soviets stumbled and the whole system collapsed almost overnight.
Just a few years back anyone who mentioned race was met with the cry “anaziwhowantstokillsixmillionjews!” I haven’t heard that in a long time. Race is here. Race is now.
I can’t make you feel encouraged. Just before the collapse of the Soviet Union, it looked as strong as it ever had. In 1853 the Whig Party held the White House. By 1856 it had ceased to exist.
In thirty years, today’s political landscape will look totally alien. You could not imagine today the political alliances that are coming.
And politics is the least of it.
In thirty years, there will not be anyone who cannot have children. How will that change things? Multiply that by a hundred.
Frankly, my dear, you don’t know enough about the future to be discouraged.
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