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[French Dissident and Populist Leader] Marine Le Pen has been banned from running in the French presidential election in 2027. That is the headline — no metaphor, no nuance, just the hard [guillotine] blade falling.
They have not defeated her in the arena of debate or vision. They have simply locked the gates. The queen is removed from the board while the game continues, rigged, trembling with fear of her return.
This is not just a courtroom. It is a theater of ritual execution where she stands condemned. A drama unfolds, stripped of the honesty of tragedy. The victim is more than a political figure. She embodies a nation’s revolt. The French courts, acting as instruments of a supranational entity, have declared their verdict: Marine Le Pen, guilty of daring to resist. They allege that between 2004 and 2016, she “misused” approximately €4.5 million by employing assistants who purportedly served her party, the National Rally, rather than engaging in “legitimate parliamentary work.” Yet, the true specter haunting this proceeding is sovereignty itself.
The stripping of her passive voting rights is no minor legal footnote. It is the deliberate dismantling of the people’s right to choose their leader. The timing reveals a calculated act of sabotage, targeting those who challenge the prevailing liberal-leftist orthodoxy. The judiciary intervenes precisely when national stakes are high and the challenger articulates the voice of the people. Le Pen bleeds where relics remain inert. Her appeal is anticipated, yet such appeals often reverberate as futile gasps in chambers where verdicts are preordained.
We have witnessed this pattern before. The name Georgescu lingers like smoke in the annals of political betrayal. Recall him — the Romanian patriot who dared to wield the people’s language, demanding that Brussels bow to Bucharest. And beyond Georgescu, the image of Codreanu — the Captain — stirs in the shadows, a martyr whose memory still strikes fear in the heart of the bureaucratic empire. Georgescu, like Codreanu before him, refused to kneel, and for this defiance he was exiled from the democratic illusion. He stood on the brink of victory until the machinery of the European Union turned against him. Legal instruments were manipulated, bureaucratic paragraphs invoked, and overnight he was erased from an election he was poised to win. No tanks rolled through the streets. The EU required only parchment and procedural cunning. Brussels remained indifferent. Europe consumes its progeny without remorse. Georgescu’s appeal also amounted to naught as everything is manipulated and fake.
-- Constantin von Hoffmeister
Mar 31 · Arktos Journal
A few weeks ago, an image went viral. In Belgium a migrant used the eternal flame at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier to cook an omelette. For many, the desecration brought to mind a quote from French author Jean Raspail, written in 1973 in his novel Camp of the Saints, about a sudden invasion of Muslim, Indian and African migrants into France:
“Your universe has no meaning to them. They will not try to understand. They will be tired, they will be cold, they will make a fire with your beautiful oak door.”
“Beware of two errors: despising the world God sustains, or worshipping the culture He restrains.”
— Abraham Kuyper, Common Grace Vol. 1, Ch. 30
"[Successful NY Mayoral candidate] Mamdani built his campaign on the infrastructure of the Democratic Socialists of America. The DSA and its city allies can dispatch activists across New York and, with a network of progressive partner organizations, can mobilize young people, get out the vote, and do the work of door-to-door politics.
"We saw this dynamic many times in the twentieth century: socialists rise to power, their policies degrade the quality of life, and, as they enter the endgame, they tighten their grip on power and offload resentments onto their ideological, racial, and economic enemies.
"...the twentieth century taught us that left-wing voters have extraordinary defenses against reality."
-- Christopher Rufo
