Many people today see the pro-white’s fate today as that of an ancient bastion whose walls are being conquered.

Thousands of times in ancient warfare there was the same scene:

The enemy outnumbers us twenty to one, and some of us are fighting him as he comes across the wall on ladders pouring over our defenders. Most of us are away from the wall crying “All is lost!” Relatively few are so devoted that they will die on the wall just to delay the enemy, though those running away do not show up in Heroic movies.

Davy Crocket is doing all he can to beat the Mexicans off that are at the top of the ladders.

But we all know that once the fort is breached and it can’t keep off the ladders, all that is left is to die heroically.

But what if somebody snuck out of the Alamo and took advantage of the confusion of Mexicans trying to get onto the crowded ladders, and went in and jerked the ladders out from under them?

As long as you concede them the ladders, you are lost.

Stormfront tried for years to throw off the guys coming over on the ladders. The ladders the enemy used were on our wall, and we never gave any thought to the BASE of those ladders.

The BASE of the conquering ladders was based on the solid ground that we had to accommodate them, to be fair, to be decent, to treat everyone the same. We were arguing about “mankind” pouring into all white countries and ONLY white countries as if everyone had as much right to white countries as we did.

Everybody in SF seemed to think of himself as Davy Crockett, fighting it out hand to hand.

If you are only fighting the swarming masses at the TOP of the ladder, OF COURSE you are doomed.

The Mantra pulls the ladder out from under them.

When I use the Mantra the anti-whites look a lot like a warrior who is at the top of the ladder, seeing his forces overwhelming the wall, when suddenly someone takes the thing out from under him. He is holding on, his legs swinging, and he doesn’t know what to do next.

But I feel that a lot of commenters are still playing Davy Crockett. They can’t see Old Davy sneaking down in a Mexican uniform and joining those who are taking the ladders away.

They want to talk about how The World is Going. They want to yell that we are not defeated and go right on with the kind of fighting that got us into this fix in the first place.

Stop beating your chest. Stop trying to call those mewling runaways to come back to the wall.

Go where the action is.

Go grab the ladders.