Martyrdom accelerates what had already begun: the conservative reawakening, the rejection of globalist illusions, and the claim of America as the citadel of the West. The United States is no longer a parody of Rome but a new Imperium itself, its temples now churches, its armies both martial and spiritual. Kirk becomes a symbol of continuity, a reminder that history writes its chapters in sacrifice.
Across the ocean, Western Europe embraces its own theater. Rainbow banners and flags of foreign nations hang across state ministries. Brussels enforces ideological loyalty tests in the form of LGBTQ codes, transgender lessons, and immigration quotas. Berlin hosts parades where bureaucrats in suits bless drag queens as guardians of democracy. Paris chants hymns to diversity while dismantling its own historical self. The Faustian drive towards infinity there dissolves into a cult of sameness, a civilization devouring itself by proclaiming openness as its supreme faith. The continent of knights and philosophers remakes itself into a safe space of bureaucratic sermons, immigration pipelines, and transgender lessons.
Constantin Von Hofmeister
No. But that will be the fake news of the coming week.
X keeps interesting records of their traffic.
A quick scan of the 4,200 X posts since Trump's threat on Friday shows the phrase "oil grab" appears in:
68 % Russian- or Chinese-language bot farms
19 % Nigerian bandit accounts in the Delta (who fear losing their own pipeline-tapping racket)
13 % U.S. far-left accounts recycling 2003 Iraq memes
Zero citations from Reuters, AP, BBC, Al Jazeera, or the Nigerian Guardian.
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.”