[From “The Beginnings, English Awakening”]

Many of our readers are of English stock. As for myself, I have deep connections in the British Isles. One of my grandfathers was a man of great importance in Bath, England, and his son was at one time the commander of the British Army in India. My bloodlines are also deeply connected to Wales, Ireland, and Scotland, as is the case for most of us born in Dixie[…]
Elizabeth II precipitated the dissolution of the once mighty British Empire, an empire on which the sun never set[…]Her government allowed many of her subjects from various non-European colonies to immigrate into the United Kingdom, completely obliterating the social cohesion of her realm[…]
Neither of these populations need to be on our island, nor on the Celtic island to the west. They have brought nothing but ill upon the native inhabitants, and though the very polite English have endured much up till now, all with a stiff upper lip, their patience is at an end[…]
The English have watched as foreigners have displaced them in employment, government benefits, and the preference of their own leaders[…]The English have seen their daughters groomed and raped, sons murdered, even watched as a little girl was beheaded in front of her parents. Recently, three little girls were stabbed to death[…]
And that’s when it happened, that is when the English began to hate!

Our brothers are finally pushing back against the hordes of Orcish folk treacherously imported by leaders on both sides of the political spectrum[…]Some of the protests have been violent, and completely legitimate as a means of self-defense. As expected, they have been met with resistance by both the Islamists and a corrupt security state[…]
My hope is that a truly Christian king will once again sit upon the throne, casting out those wishing to conquer Fortress Britannia. Until that time, let me help you recall one of the most prescient poems for our time
["The Beginnings", Kipling]