As from the enemy’s lines
Tuesday, November 17th, 2009The eminent Paul Gottfried calls us the alternative Right. We are disciples of Bob Taft, Jesse Helms, Pat Buchanan and Ron Paul. Our time has come.
Our time has come, I say, though you may doubt it, so let us view the battle as from the enemy’s lines. The enemy, the liberal, commands the field, but his forces blunder blindly, distraught, in disarray. His morale is in catastrophic collapse. His victory is empty, his triumph bitter on the tongue. The mirage he has long imagined to be truth is revealed in his own eyes as hubris, or less, as mere vanity. He does not admit his error. No, never that. But the bright liberal dawn of 1968 has turned to a blackening eve of wrack and ruin. Like Tolkien’s Gollum, he hates us. He hates us forever, but he hates himself the more. Love to him now is hardly known.
A strong enemy is never weaker than when he has ceased to believe in the justice of his own cause. You and I will learn to recognize a morally hollow foe. It is said that our foe finds willing recruits today among the younger generation, to fill his hollowness, and indeed this is true; but these young recruits are not the eager spirits of 1968, in foolish rebellion against an older, more conservative world. These young recruits rather are the wary youth of a world gone mad, trying to find their way.
Despair is a sin, but we need not despair. Truth is a powerful ally: she stands on our side. We lack vigorous, seasoned leaders, for Buchanan and Paul have already grown old, and Taft and Helms are gone; but chance will supply leaders in time as we persist in harassing our hollow foe.
The year 1954 will never come again, and this is a real loss; but Western civilization is twenty-seven centuries older than 1954. Western civilization is not so easily killed. The West, that great Oak, will flower again. The strident divisions we find today among ourselves on the alternative Right bespeak the passion of our commitment, a passion our enemy can no longer match.
The long age turns at last. Our time has come.
Howard J. Harrison
The Economic Nationalist