We live in fortunate times. Everyone we know from dead grandparents down to today were lucky to live during a time of plenty. It was no happy accident, for generations of our forbears suffered, killed and died to give it to us.
America was exceptional; it permitted even simple folk to live in peace, with enough resources and free time to stop and sniff the flowers.
A colonial farmer may have had little, but it was his. He and his were free from feudal nobles’ malevolence, local raiders or foreign armies of conquest. Unions forced a piece of the pie from the ubiquitous Greedy Elite until they too succumbed to the natural state of greedy struggle. You can see this brief Golden Age in old movies and populist art culture.
Whites hold mercy and pity in high regard because of their Xtian G-Ziss-ery worship. That has turned out (in reality) to be a fatal flaw. The fatal flaw. There is no quaintness for quaintness sake in colored art: It is pure propaganda to advance each…..….. respective race. When they finally clash over the future scraps of White Murka, it will be as if packs of wild monkeys fighting stinking wolves in the library, tearing, mussing and destroying the archives over who gets to use it as toilet paper. You’ve seen this in Zimbabwe and Malawi as packs of animal niggers burn down century-old orchards for firewood.
Today, we see the process of it vanishing. BIGov is now the malevolent confiscator and its coloreds raid docile white villagers for plunder and sport. Asian history is devoid of any liberty and only holds degradation and death.
When it finally dies, the remnants of The American Way sink back into the ignoble muck of human history of want and brutality. It’s unlikely any rebirth is as magnificent coming from coloreds. With coloreds, all get is Africa and South America.