Might is Right
Survival of the Fittest
by Ragnar Redbeard, LL.D.
(University of Chicago)
“The law immutable, indestructible, eternal, not like
those of today or yesterday, but made ere time began”
“Must we then speak of this subject, also; and shall we
write concerning things that are not to be told, and shall
we publish things not to be divulged, and secrets not to
be spoken aloud?”
– Julian the Emperor
This ebook is based on the 1927 edition, originally
published by Dil Pickle Press, Chicago. Some minor
editorial changes have been made to correct obvious
misprints but many of the inconsistencies in spelling,
grammar and punctuation have been left unchanged.
Book 1.
CHAPTER I: INTRODUCTORY ………………………………………………………………………. – 4 –
The living forces of Evil are to be found in the Moral Ideals of to-day.
CHAPTER II: ICONOCLASTIC ……………………………………………………………………… – 14 –
Christian Ethics impeached. Jesus, the true Prince of Evil — the Mephistopheles of the
world — the King of the Slaves.
CHAPTER III: THE SPINNING-OF-THE-WEB!……………………………………………….- 30 –
The spinning of the web. The Ship of State, a pirate ship. ‘All men are created equal,’ is the
strident doctrine of the maniac.
CHAPTER IV: MAN — THE CARNIVORE! …………………………………………………… – 57 –
Man the Carnivore. The Ideal Animal, a destructive warrior — not a crucified carpenter.
“Moral Principles” are slave-regulations.
CHAPTER V: THE CHIEF END OF MANHOOD…………………………………………….. – 81 –
The chief end of manhood — material success. Self preservation, the First Law of
Nature. Hell takes the Defeated Ones — the Failures.
CHAPTER VI: LOVE, AND WOMEN, AND WAR. ……………………………………….. – 110 –
Love and Women and War. Female animals love the best fighting males. Sexual selection
and the necessity of unmerciful conflict.
CHAPTER VII: THE LOGIC OF TO-DAY……………………………………………………….- 135 –
A man’s opportunities are never exhausted so long as other men (who are not his friends)
possess millions of acres and thousands of tons of gold.
The guarded treasure halls and iron-clad temples of modern kings and presidents, high
priests and millionaires, are positively the richest the world has ever known.
Bulging are they with the vast hoards of silver and diamonds and gold.
Here, then, is opportunity on a colossal scale. Here is the goal of the Cæsars,
Nebuchadnezzars and Napoleons in the days that are coming.
All is ready and prepared for them, even as in olden times.
Cæsar carried off the treasures of Egypt, Greece, Gaul and Rome. Napoleon looted the money
vaults of Venice, Vienna, Madrid, Berlin and Moscow. London only escaped him.
Nebuchadnezzar plundered the Temple of Zion, where the Jews kept all their deposits and
drank his beer and wine out of Jehovah’s pots of gold.
Napoleon, Cæsar, Nebuchadnezzar! They were three great men, were they not? And in this
their greatness consisted — they seized their opportunities.
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Virtue is rewarded in this world, remember. Natural law makes no false judgments. Its
decisions are true and just, even when dreadful. The victor gets the gold and the land every
time. He also gets the fairest maidens, the glory tributes. And — why should it be
otherwise? Why should the delights of life go to failures and cowards? Why should the
spoils of battle belong to the unwarlike? That would be insanity, utterly unnatural and
The natural world is a world of war; the natural man is a warrior; the natural law is tooth
and claw. All else is error. A condition of combat everywhere exists. We are born into a
perpetual conflict. It is our inheritance even as it was the heritage of previous generations.
This “condition of combat” may be disguised with the holy phrases of St. Francis, or the
soft deceitful doctrines of a Kropotkin or Tolstoi, but it cannot be eventually evaded by any
human being or any tribe of human beings. It is there and it stays there, and each man
(whether he will or not) has to reckon with it. It rules all things; it governs all things; it
reigns over all things and it decides all who imagine policemanized populations,
internationally regulated tranquility, and State organized industrialism so joyful, blessed
and divine.

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Behold the crucifix, what does it symbolize?
Pallid incompetence hanging on a tree.
Lo, I hear the fighters coming
Over hill and dale and plain.
With the battle cry of ages
In a Rebel world again.
Who’d forge their swords to plow-shares,
Shall sweat in bitter yokes,
The free-born race and fearless
Must deal out battle strokes.
In the wars of the Great Cæsar, and Grim Hannibal, in the times of Belzchazzar, the Pharaohs
and all; the days of Rienzi and Roland the Bold; all banners are waving for
It is might against might, remember, by land and sea, man against man,
money against money, brains against brains, and — everything to the
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In this arid wilderness of steel and stone I raise up my voice that you may hear.
To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a sign —
Proclaiming “Death to the weakling, wealth to the strong.”
Open your eyes that you may hear, O! men of mildewed minds and listen to me, ye
laborious millions!
For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the “laws” of man
and of “God.”
I request reasons for your Golden Rule and ask the why and wherefore of your Ten
Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence and he who saith “thou shalt”
to me is my mortal foe.
I demand proof over all things, and accept (with reservations) even that which is true.
I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad-redeemer (your Divine
Democrat — your Hebrew Madman) and write over his thorn-torn brow, “The true prince
of Evil — the king of the Slaves!”
No hoary falsehood shall be a truth to me — no cult or dogma shall encramp my pen.
I break away from all conventions. Alone, untrammeled. I raise up in stern invasion the
standard of Strong.
I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard — I uplift
a broad-axe and split open his worm-eaten skull.
I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophic whited sepulchres and laugh with sardonic
Then reaching up the festering and varnished facades of your haughtiest moral dogmas, I write
thereon in letters of blazing scorn: — “Lo and behold, all this is fraud!”
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I deny all things! I question all things!
And yet! And yet! —
— Gather around me O! ye death-defiant, and the earth itself shall be thine, to have and to
What is your “civilization and progress” if its only outcome is hysteria and downgoing?
What is “government and law” if their ripened harvests are men without sap?
What are “religions and literatures” if their grandest productions are hordes of faithful
What is “evolution and culture” if their noxious blossoms are sterilized women?
What is “education and enlightenment” if their dead-sea-fruit is a caitiff race, with
rottenness in its bones?
How is it that “men of light and leading” hardly ever call in question the manufactured
“moral codes,” under which our once vigorous Northern race is slowly and surely eating
out its heart in peaceful inaction and laborious dry-rot?
Standard “moral principles” are arbitrarily assumed by their orthodox apologist to be a fixed and
unalterable quantity, and that to doubt the divine-rightness of these “principles” is treason and
sacrilege. When the greatest thinkers of a race are incapable, or afraid to perform their manifest
and logical function, it is scarcely to be wondered that average citizens are also somewhat unwilling
to “risk life, fortune and sacred honor” for the overthrow of popularized “right and wrong”
concepts, that they know from bitter personal experience, are unworkable falsities. Although the
average man feels in his heart that nearly all political and religious conventionalisms are dynamic
deceits, yet how cautiously he avoids any open display of antagonism thereto? He has not the
courage of his opinions. He is afraid to say openly what he thinks secretly. In other words he is
living in a state of subjectiveness; of vassalage. He allows his brain to be dominated and held in
bondage by the brain of another. From his infancy he has been deliberately subjected to a
continuous external pressure, especially designed to coerce his understanding into strict accord
with pre-arranged views of moral, political or religious “duty.” He has not been permitted one
moment of real mental liberty. He imbibed fraudulent conventionalisms with his mother’s milk. He
listens to the most hideous lies being glorified in his presence as sublime truths. He hears falsehoods
sung in swelling chorus. He hears them sounded on bugles of silver and brass. He hears them
intoned by
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congregations of the faithful amid peals of sacred music, and the solemn roll of chanted prayer.
Thus his mind is sterilized by authority before it has had a chance to mature. Thus youth is
mentally castrated, that its natural vitality may be afterwards used up in the yoke of custom —
which is the yoke of slavery. In the nursery, at school, and at college, plastic brain-pulp is
deliberately forced into the pre-arranged mould. Everything that a corrupt civilization can do, is
done to compress the growing intellect into unnatural channels. Thus the great mass of men who
inhabit the world of to-day have no initiative, no originality or independence of thought, but are
mere subjective individualities, who have never had the slightest voice in fashioning the ideals that
they formally revere.
Although the average man has taken no part in manufacturing moral codes and statute
laws, yet how he obeys them with dog-like submissiveness? He is trained to obedience, like
oxen are broken to the yoke of their masters. He is a born thrall habituated from childhood
to be governed by others.
Chinese civilization deliberately distorts its children’s feet, by swathing them in bandages
of silk and hoop-iron. Christian civilization crushes and cramps the minds of its youth by
means of false philosophies, artificial moral codes and ironclad political creeds. Deleterious
sub-theories of good and evil are systematically injected into our natural literatures, and
gradually (without serious obstruction) they crystallize themselves into cast-iron formulas,
infallible constitutions, will-o-the-wisp evangels, and other deadly epidemics.
Modern “leaders of thought” are almost wholly wanting in originality and courage. Their
wisdom is foolishness, their remedies poison. They idiotically claim that they guide the
destinies of nations, whereas, in reality, they are but the flotsam and scum-froth that glides
smoothly down the dark stream of decadence.
“Thus all the people of the earth are helpless,
Seeing those that lead are blind.”
Mankind is aweary, aweary of its sham prophets, its demagogues and its statesmen. It
crieth out for kings and heroes. It demands a nobility — a nobility that cannot be hired
with money, like slaves or beasts of burden. The world awaits the coming of mighty men of
valor, great destroyers; destroyers of all that is vile, angels of death. We are sick unto
nausea of the “good Lord Jesus,” terror-stricken under the executive of priest, mob and
proconsul. We are tired to death of “Equality.” Gods are at a discount, devils are in
demand. He who would rule the coming age must be hard, cruel, and deliberately intrepid,
for softness assails not successfully the idols of the multitude. Those idols must be smashed
into fragments, burnt into ashes, and that cannot be done by the gospel of love.
The living forces of evil are to be found in the living ideals of to-day.
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The Commandments and laws and moral codes that we are called upon to reverence and
obey are themselves the insidious enginery of decadence. It is moral principles that
manufacture beggars. It is golden rules that glorify meekness. It is statute laws that make
spaniels of men.
A man may keep every one of the Ten Commandments and yet remain a fool all the days of
his life. He may obey every written law of the land, and yet be a caitiff and a slave. He may
“love Jesus,” delight in the golden rule and yet continue to the hour of his death, a failure
and dependent. Truly the way to hell is by fulfilling the commandments of God. If the allconquering
race to which we belong, is not to irretrievably dwindle into multitudinous
nothingness, (like the inferior herds it has outdistanced or enslaved) then it is essential that
the Semitic spider webs (so astutely woven for ages into the brains of our chiefs) be
remorselessly torn out by the very roots, even though the tearing out process be both
painful and bloody.
If we would retain and defend our inherited manhood, we must not permit ourselves to be forever
rocked to repose, with the sweet lullabies of eastern idealisms. Too long we have been hypnotized by
the occult charm of Hebrew Utopianism. If we continue to obey the insidious spell that has been
laid upon us, we will wake up some dread morning with the gates of hell — “of hell upon earth”
yawning wide open, to close again upon us forever.
The idea of hell is in some respects a truthful conception, suggestive of actual fact. If we
terrestrialize the location, there is nothing inharmonious about it. Many a race, many a
tribe, and many a mighty empire has gone down into a grimly realistic sheol. Is it not right
and just, that the vile, the base and the degenerate (that is to say the slave nations of the
earth) should be punished pitilessly for their creeping cowardice? Is it not right that they
should be, as it were, fried and toasted — should swim in pools of boiling blood, or dance
sweltering satanic glees, with blistered feet and straining eye-balls on red-hot Saharas of
gravel and sand?
In actual operation Nature is cruel and merciless to men, as to all other beings. Let a tribe
of human animals live a rational life, Nature will smile upon them and their posterity; but
let them attempt to organize an unnatural mode of existence an equality elysium, and they
will be punished even to the point of extermination.
All ethics, politics and philosophies are pure assumptions, built upon assumptions. They rest on no
sure basis. They are but shadowy castles-in-the-air erected by day-dreamers, or by rogues, upon
nursery fables. It is time they were firmly planted upon an enduring foundation. This can never be
accomplished until the racial mind has first been thoroughly cleansed and drastically disinfected of
its depraved, alien, and demoralizing concepts of right and wrong. In no human brain can sufficient
space be found, for the relentless logic of hard fact, until all pre-existent delusions have been finally
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Half measures are of no avail, we must go down to the very roots and tear them out, even to
the last fiber. We must be, like nature, hard, cruel, relentless.
Too long the dead hand has been permitted to sterilize living thought — too long, right and
wrong, good and evil, have been inverted by false prophets. In the days that are at hand,
neither creed nor code must be accepted upon authority, human, superhuman or ‘divine.’
(Morality and conventionalism are for subordinates.) Religions and constitutions and all
arbitrary principles, every mortal theorem, must be deliberately put to the question. No
moral dogma must be taken for granted — no standard of measurement deified. There is
nothing inherently sacred about moral codes. Like the wooden idols of long ago, they are
all the work of human hands, and what man has made, man can destroy.
He that is slow to believe anything and everything is of great understanding, for belief in one
false principle, is the beginning of all unwisdom. The chief duty of every new age is to up-raise
new men to determine its liberties, to lead it towards material success — to rend (as it were) the
rusty padlocks and chains of dead custom that always prevent healthy expansion. Theories and
ideals and constitutions, that may have meant life and hope, and freedom, for our ancestors,
may now mean destruction, slavery and dishonor to us. As environments change no human
ideal standeth sure.
Wherever, therefore, a lie has built unto itself a throne, let it be assailed without pity and
without regret, for under the domination of a falsehood, no nation can permanently
prosper. Let established sophisms be dethroned, rooted out, burnt and destroyed, for they
are a standing menace to all true nobility of thought and action. Whatever alleged “truth”
is proven by results, to be but an empty fiction, let it be unceremoniously flung into the
outer darkness, among the dead gods, dead empires, dead philosophies, and other useless
lumber and wreckage.
The most dangerous of all enthroned lies is the holy, the sanctified, the privileged lie — the lie that
“everybody” believes to be a model truth. It is the fruitful mother of all other popular errors and
delusions. It is hydra-headed. It has a thousand roots. It is a social cancer. The lie that is known to
be a lie is half eradicated, but the lie that even intelligent persons regard as a sacred fact — the lie
that has been inculcated around a mother’s knee
— is more dangerous to contend against than a creeping pestilence. Popular lies have ever
been the most potent enemies of personal liberty. There is only one way to deal with them.
Cut them out, to the very core, just as cancers are. Exterminate them root and branch, or
they will surely eat us all up. We must annihilate them, or they will us. Half and half
remedies are of no avail.
However, when a lie has gone too far — when it has taken up its abode in the very tissues,
bones and brains of a people, then all remedies are useless. Even the lancet is of no avail.
Repentance of past misdeeds cannot “save” decadents from extermination. The fatal bolt is
shot; and into the fiery furnace of wholesale slavery, and oblivion, they must go, to be there
righteously consumed. From their ashes something new, something nobler, may possibly
evolve, but even that is the merest optimistic supposition.
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In nature the wages of sin is always death. Nature does not love the wrong-doer, but endeavors in
every possible way to destroy him. Her curse is on the brow of the “meek and lowly.” Her blessing
is on the very hearts’ blood of the strong and the brave. Only Jews and Christs and other
degenerates, think that rejuvenation can ever come through law and prayer. “All the tears of all the
martyrs” might just as well have never been shed.
Whatsoever a people believeth shall make it free, enslave it, or corrode its very marrow in
strict accordance with natural order. Consequently if a people place implicit faith in what
philosophers teach them, they are liable to be duped. If many nations are so duped, their
deception is a menace to the liberty of the world.
Freemen should never regulate their conduct by the suggestions or dicta of others, for
when they do so, they are no longer free. No man ought to obey any contract, written or
implied, except he himself has given his personal and formal adherence thereto, when in a
state of mental maturity and unrestrained liberty. It is only slaves that are born into
contracts, signed and sealed by their progenitors. The freeman is born free, lives free, and
dies free. He is (even though living in an artificial civilization) above all laws, all
constitutions, all theories of right and wrong. He supports and defends them of course, as
long as they suit his own end, but if they don’t, then he annihilates them by the easiest and
most direct method.
There is no obligation upon any man to passive obedience, when his life, his liberty and his
property are threatened by footpad, assassin or statesman.
One of Columbus’s lieutenants in the West Indies captured a Carib chief by means of a subtle
stratagem. The chief was invited to a feast and when there, persuaded with honeyed words to don
(on horseback) a set of brightly polished steel manacles; it being cunningly represented to him, that
the irons were the regalia of sovereignty. He foolishly believed his astute flatterer, and when the
chains were firmly clasped around his limbs, he was led away, to die of vermin, turning a mill in a
Spanish dungeon. What those glittering manacles were to the Indian chieftain, constitutions, laws,
moral codes, and Hebrew dominated civilizations, are to the nations of the earth. Indeed, under the
name of Progress and Social Evolution, mankind has been lured into foæted dungeons, where it
labors unceasingly and for naught, in darkness, despair and shame. Like that Spanish lieutenant
the masters of the earth first flatter their dupes, in order to more easily enchain them. Who talks
nowadays of the “sovereign people,” without a laugh of derision? And yet it was once thought to be
a term full of significance. Their ‘sovereignty’ is now acknowledged sham, and their freedom a
dream. The sovereign people be — damned.
It is clear, therefore, that the man or nation that would retain liberty, or be really safe, must
accept no formula as final — must trust in nothing written or unwritten, living or
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dead — must believe neither in special Jehovahs, nor weeping Saviors — neither in raging
devils, nor in devilish philosophies — neither in ghosts, nor in idols, nor in laws
— nor in woman, nor in man.
“O threats of hell, and hopes of paradise, One thing
at least is certain — this life flies; One thing is certain
and all the rest is — lies,
The flower that once has bloomed forever dies.”
He who saith unto himself, “I must believe, I must not question” is not a man but a mere
pusillanimous mental gelding. He who believes “because it has been handed down” is a
menial in his heart; and he who believes “because it has been written” is a fool in his folly.
Sagacious spirits doubt all things, and hold fast only to that which is demonstrably true.
The rules of life are not to be found in Korans, Bibles, Decalogues and Constitutions, but
rather the rules of decadence and death. The “law of laws” is not written in Hebrew consonants
or upon tables of brass and stone, but in every man’s own heart. He who obeys any standard of
right and wrong, but the one set up by his own conscience, betrays himself into the hands of his
enemies, who are ever laying in wait to bind him to their millstones. And generally a man’s
most dangerous enemies are his neighbors.
Masterful men laugh with contempt at spiritual thunders, and have no occasion to dread
the decisions of any human tribunal. They are above and beyond all that. Laws and
regulations are only for conquered vassals. The free man does not require them. He may
manufacture and post up Decalogue regulations, to bind and control dependents with, but
he does not himself bow down before those inventions of his own hands, — except as a lure.
Statute books and golden rules, were made to fetter slaves and fools. Very useful are they,
for controlling the herds of sentenced convicts, who fill the factories and cultivate the fields.
All moral principles therefore are the servitors, not the masters of the strong. Power made
moral codes, and Power abrogates them.
A man is under no obligation to obey anything or anybody. It is only serving-men that must obey,
because they are caitiffs by birth, breeding, and condition. Morals are only required in an immoral
community, that is to say a community held in a state of conquest.
Fear God, bridle the spirit, and obey the law, is advice most excellent, as from a philosopher to a
yokel, but when directed in all earnestness at a man of inherent might, he
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smiles to himself in silent scorn. Full well he knows that in actual life the path to victory
and renown, does not lie through Gethsemanies, but over fallen enemies, the ruins of rival
combines, through Aceldamas. “Meekness of spirit” is regarded by him as a convenient
superstition, very useful for regulating the lives of his servants, his women and his children,
but otherwise inoperative.
“I rest my hopes on nothing,” proclaimed Goethe, and masterful minds in all ages have never
done otherwise. This unspoken thought gives to all truly great men their manifest superiority
over the brainless, vociferating herd. The “common people” have always had to be befooled
with some written or wooden or golden Idol — some constitution, declaration or gospel.
Consequently the majority of them have ever been mental thralls, living and dying in an
atmosphere of strong illusion. They are befooled and hypnotized even to this hour, and a large
proportion of them must remain so, until time is no more. Indeed the masses of mankind are
but the sediment from which all the more valuable elements have been long ago distilled. They
are totally incapable of real freedom, and if it was granted to them, they would straightway
vote themselves a master, or a thousand masters within twenty-four hours. Mastership is right
— Mastership is natural — Mastership is eternal. But only for those who cannot overthrow it,
and trample it beneath their hoofs. Is it not a fact that in actual life, the ballot-box votes of ten
million subjective personalities are as thistle down in the balance, when weighed against the far
seeing thought, and material prowess of, say, ten strong silent men?
It is notorious, universally so, that the blackest falsehoods are ever decked out in the most
brilliant and gorgeous regalia. Clearly, therefore, it is the brave man’s duty to regard all sacred
things, all legal things, all constitutional things, all holy things, with more than usual suspicion.
“I deny, and I affirm,” is the countersign of material freedom. “I believe, and I obey” is the
shibboleth of serfage. Belief is a flunkey, a feminine — Doubt is a creator, a master. He who
denies fundamentals is in triple armor clad. Indeed he is invulnerable. On the other hand, it
has been said that every belief, every philosophy, has some truth in it, but so we might add has
every insanity.
Strong men are not deterred from pursuing their aim by anything. They go straight to the goal, and
that goal is Beauty, Wealth, and Material Power. The mission of Power is to control and exploit the
powerless, for to be powerless is to be criminal. The world would indeed be a house of horrors, if all
men were “good” and all women — padlocked.
As far as human search lights have yet penetrated, into the darkness that enshrouds the origin
of nations, we see the subduers and the subdued, the plebeians and the patricians, the chiefs
who governed, and the vassals who obeyed. And there is nothing in the most modern social
developments (of these deedless days) to warrant any belief that this ancient and natural
division of human animals, into castes of superiors and inferiors, sovereigns and serfs, can ever
be dispensed with. The slave-owner’s whip cracked from
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the beginning and it will crack till the day of doom. In every kingdom, republic and empire
on earth, we have (in one disguise or another) the master and the slave — the ruler and the
ruled. In the course of centuries, names alone have changed, essentials have remained the
same. Forms of royalty may alter but kings can never die. There was mastership at the
beginning, and there will be mastership to the end. We build, but as our fathers built.
Change is not progress, nor numbers advance.
Every one who would be free must show his power. Unalterable remains the basis of all
earthly greatness. He who exalteth himself shall be exalted, and he who humbleth himself
shall be righteously trodden beneath the hoofs of the herd. “The humble” are only fit for
dogs’ meat. Bravery includes every virtue, humility, every crime. He who is afraid to risk
his life must never be permitted to win anything.
Human rights and wrongs are not determined by Justice, but by Might. Disguise it as you
may, the naked sword is still king-maker and king-breaker, as of yore. All other theories
are lies and — lures.
Therefore! If you would conquer wealth and honor, power and fame, you must be
practical, grim, cool and merciless. You must ride to success (by preference) over the necks
of your foemen. Their defeat is your strength. Their downfall is your uplifting. Only the
powerful can be free, and Power is non-moral. Life is real, life is earnest, and neither
heaven nor hell its final goal. And love, and joy, and birth, and death, and fate, and strife,
shall be forever.
This earth is a vast whirl of warring atoms — a veritable revolving cock-pit. Each
molecule, each animal, fights for its life. You must fight for yours, or surrender. Look well
to it, therefore, that your beaks and spurs, your fangs and claws are as sharp as steel, and
as effective as science can make them.
Though, the survival of the strongest is the logic of events, yet personal cowardice is the
great vice of our demoralized age. Cowardice is corroding the brain and blood of our race,
but men have learnt to disguise this terrible infirmity, behind the canting whine of
“humanity” and “goodness.” Words flow instead of blood, and terrible insults are
exchanged, instead of terrible blows.
How rich this degenerate world is in small, petty-souled, good-for-nothings, who are
forever excusing their infantile ineptitude behind some plausible phrase — some
conventional make-believe?
Courage, I say! Courage, not goodness, is the great desideratum — courage that requires
neither tin horns, nor calcium lights, nor brass bands, nor shouting multitudes to call it
into effective action.
But courage that goes its way ALONE, as undauntedly as when it marches to ‘victory or
death’ amid the menacing stride of armed and bannered legions.
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Courage, that delights in danger — Courage, that knows not despair! Courage that
proudly, defiantly smiles on death!
Courage, that regards with equal loathing the multitude’s mad howls of hate, its stupid
hee-haws and its stridulating ‘tremendous applause.’
Courage, that asks no quarter, even with the knife at its throat — courage that is stiffnecked,
unyielding, sullen, pitiless!
Courage, that never falters — never retreats!
Courage, that looks down with supreme disdain upon all slave regulations, upon all rights
and wrongs, upon all good and evil!
Courage, that has made up its mind to conquer or — perish!
That is the kind of courage this world lacks. That is the kind of courage that aids by active
co-operation the survival of the Fittest — the survival of the Best.
That is the kind of courage that has never turned a master’s mill.
That is the kind of courage that never will turn it.
That is the kind of courage that will die, rather than turn it.
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“When Svipdag came to the enclosure, the gate of the burg was shut (for it was customary
to ask leave to come in and see, or take part in the war games.) Svipdag did not take that
trouble, but broke open the gate and rode into the yard.”
Queen Yisa said:— “This man will be welcome here.” 1
1 Ancient Norse Saga.
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As far as Sociology is concerned, we must either abandon our reason, or abandon Christ.
He is pre-eminently, the prophet of unreason — the preacher of rabble-rabies. All that is
enervating and destructive of manhood, he glorifies, — all that is self-reliant and heroic, he
denounces. Lazarus, the filthy and diseased vagrant, is his hero of heroes; and Dives, the sane,
energetic citizen, is his ‘awful’ example of baseness and criminality. He praises “the humble” and
he curses the proud. He blesses the failures, and damns the successful. All that is noble, he perverts
— all that is atrocious he upholds. He inverts all the natural instincts of mankind, and urges us to
live artificial lives. He commands the demonetization of virtues that aggrandize a people, and
advises his admirers to submit in quietness to every insult, contumely, indignity; to be slaves, defacto.
Indeed, there is scarce one thought in the whole of his Dicta that is practically true.
O, Christ! O, Christ! Thou artful fiend! Thou Great Subverter! What an amazing Eblisglamour,
thou hast cast over the world? Thou mean insignificant-minded Jew!
Why is it that our modern philosophers are so mortally afraid to boldly challenge the
‘inspired’ utopianism of this poor self-deluded Galilean mountaineer, — this preacher of
all eunuch-virtues — of self-abasement, of passive suffering? .
The sickly humanitarian ethics, so eloquently rayed forth by Jesus Christ and his superstitious
successors, in ancient Judea, and throughout the moribund Roman empire, are generally
accepted in Anglo-Saxondom as the very elixir of immortal wisdom, the purest, wisest,
grandest, most incontrovertible of all ‘divine revelations,’ or occult thaumaturgies. And yet
when closely examined, they are found to be neither divine, occult, reasonable, nor even honest;
but composed, almost exclusively of the stuff that nightmares are made of; together with a
strong dash of oriental legerdemain.
Through a thousand different channels, current politico-economic belief is dominated by
the base communistic cabala of the ‘man of many sorrows;’ yet as a practical theorem, it is
hardly ever critically examined. Why is it that the suggested social solutions promulgated
by Jesus, Peter, Paul, James, and other Asiatic cataleptics, are accepted so meekly by us,
upon trust? If these men were anything, they were crude socialist reformers with misshapen
souls, preachers of ‘a new heaven, and a new earth,’ that is to say, demagogues —
politicians-of-the-slums; and out of the slums, nothing that is noble can ever be born.
As agitators, Jesus and his modern continuators shall be exclusively considered in these pages.
However, it must be distinctly understood that the spiritual and temporal in all cosmogonies,
are so intricately interwoven, that it is almost impossible to completely divorce them. Like the
Siamese twins, Gods and Governments are inextricably bound
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together; so much so indeed, that if you kill one, the other cannot live. Hence the open or
secret alliance, that has always existed between the politician and the priest.
Whatever their primitive purity (or impurity), all operative creedal philosophies are
essentially civil and military codes, police regulations. ‘Religion is a power, a political
engine, and if there was no God, I would have to invent one,’ said the great Napoleon. In
letter and in spirit, Christianity is above all things a political theory, and a theory that often
takes the form of raging hysterics.
Religions are the matrix in which public institutions are generally molded. This has ever
been well understood by the dominant leaders of mankind, from Numa to Brigham Young,
from Solon to Loyola, from Constantine to the lowest Levite hireling, who gets paid in
dimes and cents for his unctuous mock — dithyrambs.
‘All ye are brethren.’
Are all men really brethren? — Negro and Indian, Blackfellow, Kalmuck, and Coolie — the
well-born, and the base-bred,2
— beer-soaked loafer, and hero-hearted patriot — belted
chieftain and ignoble mechanic-slave, — pot of iron and pot of clay?
What proof is there that the brotherhood-of-man hypothesis is in accordance with nature?
On what trustworthy biologic, historic or other evidence does it rest? If it is natural, then
rivalry, competition, and strife are unnatural. (And it is proposed to prove in this book,
that strife, competition, rivalry, and the wholesale destruction of feeble types of men, is not
only natural, but highly necessary.) Has ‘brotherhood’ ever been tried upon earth? Where,
when and with what final result? Is not self-assertion nobler, grander and more truly
heroic than self-denial? Is not self-abasement but another term for voluntary vassalage;
voluntary burden-bearing?
Christ might well and truthfully have said unto his followers ‘Come unto me all ye that are
weary and heavy laden and I will bind you in unbreakable bonds, and load you down like
an ass between two burdens.’
The ‘poor and ignorant’ were his first followers — the vagrants, the disinherited shiftless
classes: and to this very day, the poorer and more ignorant men and women are, the more
eager are they to follow his religious ideals, or the political millennialisms that are distilled
out of his delusions.
‘If we only lived as Christ lived, what a beautiful world this would be,’ saith all thoughtless ones. If
we lived as Christ lived, there would be none of us left to live. He begat no children; he labored not
for his bread; he possessed neither house nor home; he
2 These terms are used in the strict Darwinian sense.
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merely talked. Consequently he must have existed on charity, or have stolen bread. ‘If we
all lived like Christ,’ would there have been anyone left to labor, to be begged from, to be
stolen from? ‘If we all lived like Christ’ is thus a self-evident absurdity.
No wonder that it is recorded: ‘Not many wise after the flesh, not many mighty, not many
noble are called; but God chose the foolish things of the world, and God chose the weak
things of the world, and the things that are despised.’ Nothing else would have anything to
do with him. Christ was indeed, the prophet of the credulous rabble during three years of
active agitation, and it abandoned him in his hour of need (what always happens under
similar circumstances) for the rabble is ever cowardly, ungenerous, suspicious,
unfathomably base. It has never yet had a leader of commanding ability (either in peace or
in war) that it did not ultimately desert or betray, i.e. if he did not take the precaution to
make himself its master.
After permitting Christ to be butchered, the mob thereupon set him up as their Divinity,
and erected altars to his renown. Slaves, women, madmen, lepers, magdalenes, were the
earliest Christians, and to this hour, women, children, slaves and lunatics are the raw
material of the Christian Church.
Primitive Christianity cunningly appealed to the imagination of a world of superstitious
slaves (eager for some mode of escape that meant not the giving and receiving of battlestrokes.)
It organized them for the overthrow of Heroic Principles; and substituted, for a
genuine nobility based on battle-selection, a crafty theocracy founded upon priest-craft,
hell-craft, alms-giving, politicalisms, and all that is impure and subterranean. It is a
doctrine at once disgraceful in its antecedents, its teachers, and in itself. Truly has it been
called ‘the fatal dower of Constantine,’ for it has suffocated, or is suffocating the seeds of
Both ancient and modern Christianism and all that has its root therein, is the negation of
everything grand, noble, generous, heroic, and the glorification of everything feeble, atrocious,
dishonorable, dastardly. The cross is now, and ever has been, an escutcheon of shame. It
represents a gallows, and a Semite slave swinging thereon. For two thousand years it has
absolutely overturned human reason, overthrown common sense, infected the world with
madness, submissiveness, degeneracy.
Truly, there is a way which seemeth right unto a people, but the ends thereof are the ways
of death.
Sound the loud timbrel,
O’er lands and o’er waves;
The Israelite triumphs!
The nations are — graves!
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Is the Golden Rule a rational rule? — Is it not rather a menial rule — a coward rule — a
best-policy rule? Why is it ‘right’ for one man to do unto others as he would have others do
to him and, what is right? If ‘others’ are unable to injure him or ‘do good’ to him, why
should he consider them at all? Why should he take any more notice of them than of so
many worms? If they are endeavoring to injure him, and able to do it, why should he
refrain from returning the compliment? Should he not combat them, does not that give
them carte-blanche to injure and destroy him? May it not be ‘doing good’ to others, to war
against them, to annihilate them? May it not also be ‘good’ for them to war against others?
(Again, what is ‘good’?)
Is it reasonable to ask preying animals, to do unto others as they would be done by? — If
they acted accordingly would they, could they survive? If some only accepted the Golden
Rule as their guiding moral maxim, would they not become a prey to those who refused to
abide thereby?
Upon what reasonable and abiding sanction does this ‘Rule’ rest? — Has it ever been in actual
operation among men? — Can it ever be successfully practiced on earth — or anywhere else?
— Did Jesus Christ practice it himself upon all occasions? — Did His apostles, his ‘sons of
thunder’ practice it? — Did Peter the boaster do so, when he ‘denied Him’ for fear of arrest at
the camp-fire? — Did Judas the financier, when he sold him for net cash? Also, how many of
his modern lip-servants actually practice it in their daily business intercourse with each other?
How Many?
These questions require no formal answering. They answer themselves in the asking. And
here it must be remembered that the best test of a witness, is cross-examination. ‘Do unto
others as you would have others do to you.’ No baser precept ever fell from the lips of a
feeble Jew.
It is from alleged moralisms of this sort, and fabulous ‘principles’ that our mob orators,
our communards, revivalists, anarchists, red-republicans, democrats, and other mobworshippers
in general derive the infernal inspiration that they are perpetually hissing
forth. Even the subversive pyrotechnic watchwords of their mephisto-millennium, are to be
found in the ‘holy gospels.’ Is it not written, ‘and God sendeth angels to destroy the
people?’ — Behold! these men are the ‘angels’ that He sends: — politicians and reformers!
‘Love one another’ you say is the supreme law, but what power made it so? — Upon what
rational authority does the Gospel of Love rest? — Is it even possible to practice, and what
would result from its universal application to active affairs? Why should I not hate mine
enemies, and hunt them down like the wild beasts that they are? Again I ask, why? If I ‘love’
them does that not place me at their mercy? Is it natural for enemies to
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‘do good’ unto each other and, what is ‘good’? Can the torn and bloody victim ‘love’ the
blood-splashed jaws that rend it limb from limb? Are we not all predatory animals by
instinct? If humans ceased wholly from preying upon each other, could they continue to
‘Love your enemies and do good to them that hate you and despitefully use you,’ is the despicable
philosophy of the spaniel that rolls upon its back, when kicked. Obey it, O! reader, and you and all
your posterity to the tenth generation shall be irretrievably and literally damned. They shall be
hewers of wood, and carriers of water, degenerates, Gibeonites. But hate your enemies with a whole
heart, and if a man smite you on one cheek, smash him down; smite him hip and thigh, for selfpreservation
is the highest law.
He who turns the ‘other cheek’ is a cowardly dog — a Christian dog.
Give blow for blow, scorn for scorn, doom for doom, with compound interest liberally added
thereunto. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, aye four-fold, a hundredfold. Make yourself a Terror to
your adversary and when he goeth his way, he will possess much additional wisdom to
ruminate over. Thus shall you make yourself respected in all the walks of life, and your spirit
— your IMMORTAL spirit — shall live, not in an intangible paradise, but in the brains and thews
of your aggressive and unconquerable sons. After all, the true proof of manhood is a splendid
progeny; and it is a scientific axiom that the timid animal transmits timidity to its descendents.
If men lived ‘like brothers’ and had no powerful enemies (neighbors) to contend with and
surpass, they would rapidly lose all their best qualities; like certain oceanic birds that lose
the use of their wings, because they do not have to fly from pursuing beasts of prey. If all
men had treated each other with brotherly love since the beginning, what would have been
the result now? If there had been no wars, no rivalry, no competition, no kingship, no
slavery, no survival of the Toughest, no racial extermination, truly what a festering ‘hell
fenced in’ this old globe would be?
Reverend Ferdinand M. Sprague, of Chicago (who may be taken as a common specimen of
the priest-politician), in a little pamphlet lately published, entitled ‘The Laws of Social
Evolution,’ writes thus: — “The sheet anchor of Socialism according to its ablest
exponents, is the Holy Christian religion. Its motto founded on the precept ‘love thy
neighbor as thyself’ is — ‘each for all, and all for each.’ Its working principle for the
present is altruism.”3
Nearly all the canonized ‘Fathers’ of the early Roman propaganda (most of whom, by the way,
were slaves, freedmen, or eunuchs) advocated similar Ideals. Even now, the anointed and
sanctified head of the Catholic Church resurrects the same hoary old
3 ‘The ethics of Socialism are identical with the teachings of Christianity.’ Encyclopedia Brittanica.
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utopianism, in a Jesuitic encyclical addressed to his flock. (How suggestive of being shorn
and skinned, is that word ‘flock.’)
Again, the Epistle of James, who is known to have been Christ’s full brother killed by a special
policeman’s club, in a street riot has been reprinted and widely circulated by Socialists, in order to
sow and broadcast their illogical theories of a universal brotherhood, founded upon enforced labor,
regimentation of the herd, and majority votes.
Many modern cities are also infested with plausible epileptoid priestlings of unreason, like Dr.
McGlynn, Professor Bemis, Hugh Price Hughes, W. T. Stead, Myron Reed, and Professor
Herron of California. All these men are unrivalled masters in the art of persuasive
declamation. They accept the New Testament as their text book and preach therefrom to
morbid multitudes the atrocious and shallow gospel of equal rights, equal liberty, equal
brotherhood, as the veritable omnific word, the newly discovered emancipating protocol of the
Crucified (yet all-mighty) Don Quixote — the Saviour-god of Asia Minor — he who was born
in a cattle-shed and died on a gallows.
A god begging his bread from door to door! — A god without a place to lay his head! — A god
spiked to two pieces of crossed scantling! — A god stabbed to death by an hired officer! — A
god executed by order of a stipendiary magistrate! — What an insane Idea
— Is it an Idea, or rather a wasting cranial disease? Talk about ‘the heathen in his blindness’
and superstitious madness in past ages! Why it is as childplay to the hysteric Idolatry of to-day
— the deification of a Jew. The ‘Divine Democrat’ was executed upon a government gibbet,
because the Rulers of Imperial Rome were more powerful men than he was. His strength, and
that of his followers, was not equal to theirs.
He died an abysmal failure — a Redeemer who did not redeem — a Saviour who did not save
— a Messiah whipped like a calf — a slave-agitator deservedly destroyed for preaching a
Falsehood — the monstrous gospel of Love, Brotherhood, Equality.
Even from the spiritual point of view, there is nothing whatever in his life or its after effects to show
that ‘The pale man upon the cross,’ when he moaned and wept so bitterly, ‘beheld any further
down the Void, than those who gathered round to see him die.’
Of what use was that ‘pale dreamer’ to the iron-conditions that existed in the conquered
and garrisoned Fortress of Jerusalem? For once the city mob were on the right trail, when
they petitioned for the release of Bar Abbas, rather than the supple singer of a ‘Sweet bye
and bye.’ Bar Abbas is described in ‘the Scriptures’ as a petty thief. He was really an
armed insurgent leader — the slayer of Roman tax-gatherers — a guerilla chief (like Rob
Roy, Robin Hood, William Wallace, William Tell) who levied toll upon opulent Hebrews
for patriotic purposes.
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Had I been there that day, I also would have joined in the demand: — ‘Release Bar Abbas
unto us.’ — Better one Bar Abbas than a thousand Christs.
Alas! Alas! O Galilean! Thou art neither the Way, the Truth, nor the Light!
Reverting, however, to Chicago’s reverend Utopia-constructor, thus waileth he with cajoling
crudity: “The laws of social evolution, far from being the blind, barbarous, and brutal struggle
for organic existence, consists in the physical, intellectual and moral well being of ALL the
members of society, so constituted that the politico-ethical principles of Liberty, Equality, and
Fraternity shall have the largest possible realization throughout the social organism. The main
features of the condition of progress are christian churches, christian schools, christian
governments, christian ethics and economics.”
Another seductive but most malignant State Socialist (Henry George) roundly proclaims
that ‘The salvation of society, the hope of the free, and full development of Humanity, is in
the gospel of brotherhood, the gospel of Christ,’ and thereupon he proposes to make
politicians the national rent-tax collectors, Administrators of everything in general, and allround
Distributors of State Pensions to ‘the poor and needy.’ Has not mankind had
sufficient experience of what politicians are? — Those black-hearted creeping thieves and
frauds. Their sting is deadlier than the bite of a cobra, and in the breath of their mouth
there is — DEATH. Curses be upon ye, O! ye Politicians, and upon all who advocate
increasing your prerogatives!
Presidential candidates, from Jefferson, to Lincoln, (also their apish imitators) have
generally indulged in equally shallow rhodomontade, because it means votes, and for votes,
office-seekers would dress up in glowing language, and ray forth any devilish deception.
For two thousand years these effeminate superlatives have been trumpeted to the remotest
corner of every Christian land, and yet (while enervating the morale of people) they have
dismally failed to inaugurate the much foretold Earthly Paradise. They were preached by barefoot
monks at the inauguration of the Dark Ages, in order that those saintly lovers of the
common people might creep into the administration of co-operative wealth and power. Now,
the same general ideas are revived and dressed up (this time in politico-economic garb) by the
eloquent agitator, in order that he may rule and plunder in the future, through the agency of
the State; just as the priest once ruled and plundered through the equally rapacious agency of
the Church.
When the Church triumphed, the Dark Ages began, and when it is finally rooted out
(together with all its social antenæ) the Heroic Age dawns once more. True heroes shall be
born again as of old, for our women may yet be something more than rickety
perambulating dolls and drug-stores in spectacles.
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The ‘Church’ is the idol of the priestly parasite — The ‘State’ is the idol of the political
parasite. Beware, O, America! that in escaping from the holy trickery of the monk, you fall
not an easy prey to ‘the loving kindness’ of the politician. Even if the ‘reformer’ succeeds in
re-establishing upon majority-votes, the dark tyranny o£ the ‘greatest number;’ we have
this consolation to fall back upon, such organization must ultimately tumble down of its
own weight, and then re-divide up into warring fragments. Nothing that is unnatural can
last for long.
The Universal Church is no more; all we see of it now is jealous remnants. And the
Universal State, the Social Democracy, the Economic Republic, the Brotherhood of Man,
should they take practical form, are pre-ordained to similar failure. All they could do,
would be to POSTPONE the operation of the survival of the fittest — drugging nations in
temporary sedatives.
No matter how eagerly madmen may try to do it, there is no known process whereby they can
jump out of their own skins. Christian or socialist churches, paternalisms, schools,
governments, administrations, ethics, and moralisms (even if genuinely Christian and
Fraternal) would be wholly impotent to change the natural course of things and therefore
powerless to command the survival of mental and physical cripples; even although those
cripples were as canonized saints for ‘goodness,’ and as the sands of the sea shore for number.
Shrieking sentimentalism is indeed a feeble lever wherewith to overturn the immutable order
of the Universe. It cannot do it. No! not if it were whooped till the crack of doom! Not even if it
had a Lamb of God in every city, ready to be butchered each Friday afternoon, in order to
make a Christian Holiday.
‘Liberty, Equality, Fraternity,’ those three great lights of Modern Democracies are three
colossal Falsehoods, ignoble slave-shibboleths; impossible of actualization even if proclaimed
by some superhuman Satan, followed by armed hosts of un-killable demons, all armed to the
teeth with flaming swords, Greek-fire, and dynamite cannon.
You may trace Equality in letters of silver on tablets of burnished gold, but without
engineering a perpetual miracle, you cannot make it — true.
You may write Fraternity in blazing diamonds on walls of enduring granite, but without
reversing the mechanism of the Universe, you cannot make it a fact.
And, though you enscroll Freedom on countless sheepskins and rivet statues of Liberty on
every harbor-rock, yet with ‘all the kings horses and all the kings men’ one being born to
be a hireling and a subordinate — NO power can free.
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Can you build up a marble palace with mud and slime O! ye drivelling bedlamites? Can
you raise up a conqueror from the dunghill, or make the stupid great? Can you
manufacture heroes out of hogs O! ye snuffling ‘Educated’ swine?
‘We can! We can! We can!’ shrieketh the raging rhetoricians of the market place and the
editorial mill. ‘We can! We can!’ bellows the herd as it stupidly pours through the slip-rails to
the pithing pen. ‘Yes, O! Yes! with the love of Jesus and our collection plate, whines the softskinned
preacher as he turns over the sibylline leaves of his Black-Art. ‘Of a certainty, we can,’
hisseth the plastic politician, the rattlesnake! — the hungry basilisk! — whose law making is
more blighting than the breath of a simoom.
Thereupon, toward you, O! America! they, one and all, point the finger of pride! Towards
America! Where the politicians rage and the people imagine vain things! — and the dogs in
the alleys are — baying at the moon!
Then, turn I away! Sadly! Sadly! Sadly! And I brush against a slave in copper-riveted
overalls, hurrying to his mill; and against another in gold chain and silken hat, hasting to
his money-changing — and a lean woman in sordid rags, with a pile of lumber balanced
upon her crown; and a splendid harlot in diamonds and brilliant plumage rideth slowly by.
And the cattle in the slaughter-yard are lowing for their hay; and a draught mare, with a
galled shoulder, lieth swollen and dead on the frozen paving blocks. How nauseous it all is?
Loathsome! Loathsome! O, how loathsome?
Man is part and parcel of the animal kingdom and (not withstanding Jefferson, Franklin, and
Lincoln — Karl Marx, La Salle, and Liebknecht — Christ, Robespierre, and Rousseau —
Hyndman, Tennyson, and Mazzini — Dr. Adler, Bebel, George and Isaiah
— Bellamy, Gronlund, and W. T. Stead) he CANNOT escape from the draconic ordinances
that despotically govern that kingdom and environ his being like an atmosphere on every
Altruism, meek and lowly self-abnegation, upon any extended scale is among predatory
organisms (and all organisms are predatory) impossible of practice on pain of wholesale
Every man is under an obligation to fight and bear his own burden. If he cannot do so, others
cannot do his fighting or his burden-bearing and their own at the same time with
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reasonable safety to themselves. He therefore who finds it impossible to carry his own burden,
had better sink down and die in his tracks than impose an additional load upon the shoulders
of his kind-hearted fellow strugglers. For then, THEY would be overloaded and consequently
unable to fight successfully; so ALL might perish together.
Practical fraternal sympathy (upon any universal scale) has always had in the end a most
destructive effect upon the internal structure of communities. Men will always love and
cherish those that are near and dear to them; but when it is proposed to extend the circle of
their ‘near and dear ones’ to all mankind, that is going rather too far. Indeed all must
perish ignominiously if that foolish idea prevails. ‘ALL’ are even now enervating
themselves, undermining their strength, by futile overexertion in that very direction. They
are straining themselves to death, by endeavoring to carry an impossible load. The
majority of men are born far too weak constitutionally for their conditions; and the few
who do possess the necessary stamina and grit, will have quite enough to do in proving by
deeds their fitness to survive, propagate, and possess. Many are projected — few are
Yet altruism, wholesale self-renunciation — wholesale burden-bearing, for the sake of
‘Outraged and Suffering Humanity,’ is the maddening basis upon which ‘our good Lord
Jesus,’ and his demented imitators have erected their sporadic sociology — their
Magnificent Satanism.
Does not simple business acumen whisper to us that every man’s chief occupation upon earth is
to sustain himself. ‘I mean subsist at any cost; you shall want ere I shall — business is
business.’ If men had sufficient personal initiative to think along these stern lines, there would
be little use on earth for the theologian and ‘the reformer;’ those twin Mephistos who find their
renown and grandeur, in the abasement of mankind. The battle of life would then be so grim,
terrible, and realistic; (so Trojan in fact) that those holy dissimulators and crafty deceivers,
would rapidly die off, or be eaten off; for in the clash of naked interests, the Best and Bravest
ONLY could possibly survive; and no one would ever dream of including them among the Best or
Count Leo Tolstoi, undoubtedly the ablest modern expounder of primitive Christliness, in
a much translated volume, entitled: — “Work While Ye Have Light,” writes thus: — ‘Our
Faith tells us that bliss is to be found, not in resistance, but in submission; not in riches, but
in giving everything away; we have not quite succeeded in casting off every habit of
violence and property.”
To the most inept understanding, could any proposition be placed in a clearer light? Is it
not as simple as ‘rolling off a log,’ that the individual who even attempts to become a true
and honest Christian must become like unto a tame sheep? What a sublime Ideal? How
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The bliss of a sheep! How superlatively delightful? How divinely glorious? And a Jew as
the Good Shepherd, who leadeth his lambs “to green pastures, and quiet resting places, the
pleasant waters by.” For two thousand years, or so, His fleecy flocks have been fattening
themselves up with commendable diligence — for the shearing-shed and the butchersblock.
Let any nation throw away all ‘habits of violence,’ and before long it must cease to exist as
a nation. It will be laid under tribute — it will become a province, a satrapy. It will be
taxed and looted in a thousand different ways.
Let any man abandon all property, also all overt resistance to aggression and behold, the
first sun will scarcely have sunk down in the west, before he is a bondservant, a tributary, a
beggar, or — a corpse.
Property is necessary to the complete and free development of personality, and therefore
human animals should somehow obtain a full and fair proportion thereof at any cost — or
perish in the attempt; for he who cannot possess himself of property is much better buried out
of sight. Our cities are literally honeycombed ‘with treasure caverns, heaped up with gold, titledeeds,
silver, and instruments of credit: our valleys and our mountains are bubbling with
wealth untold; and yet, poor miserable ‘servants of Christ’ pass idly by. Men, they call
themselves! I call them — castrates.
If Tolstoi’s obsequious principles are derived from the Sermon on the Mount, then who can
deny but that the Sermon on the Mount is a sermon unto decay and slavery? If they are
derived from the Golden Rule and if the Golden Rule is the word of God, then can it be
doubted that the word of God is the word of Fraud. There is far too much of this ghastly
‘goodness’ in the nation, far and away too much. It is time men who CAN think began to
emancipate themselves, and consider the fact that: — Morals, laws and decalogues were made
by liars, thieves and rogues.
All good citizens however are hereby warned and solemnly advised, not to smash-up the Ten
Commandments — not to burn up the Golden Rule — not to break-up the Moral Law — for
that would be terribly wicked! terribly! On the other hand they must obey all Law implicitly
(no matter how it originated) and be sure (above everything) to order themselves lowly and
reverently before executive officers of the Law; even if in doing so, they are deprived of their
Property, and their Liberty for ever. Obedience, you see, is of God ‘who so loveth the world’
but Disobedience is horrible and of the Devil, and the Devil is a frightful rascal, who has not the
slightest respect for anybody or anything: not even the American Constitution. Let us curse the
Devil then and obey — the Law.
Liberty is honestly definable, as a state of complete bodily and mental self-mastership
(which includeth the possession of property; also defensive weapons) and thorough-going
Independence from all official coercion or restraint. Liberty in the conventional sense is a
miserable Lie.
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To be independent is synonymous with proprietorship. To be property-less, and unarmed, is
the condition of actual dependence and servitude. Unarmed citizens are always enslaved
citizens, always. Liberty without Property is a myth, a nursery tale, believable only by babbling
babies and ‘fools-in-th’-forest’ — fools in th’ city also. “Liberty REGULATED by Law” is, in
practice, tyranny of the darkest and foulest description; because so impersonal. There are
numerous worthy, reasonable, and practical methods whereby individual tyrants may be removed;
but a tyranny ‘regulated by Law’ is only removable by one method — the sword in the hands of
men who are not afraid to use it, or to have it used against them: that is to say — the Sword in the
hands of the Strongest.
During the whole course of human history, there is not upon record, one authentic instance
wherein a subjugated people has ever regained property-holding Liberty, without first
butchering its tyrants (or its tyrants’ armed slaves in battle) thereafter confiscating to its
own use, the lands and realized property that previously had been in the possession of its
defeated foes and masters. This statement is made with cool deliberation and aforethought.
Let it be disproved by any ONE creditable example to the contrary, and the Author is
prepared to forfeit 50,000 ounces of pure gold and enough ‘dimes and dollars’ to erect in
Chicago, a bronze statue of ‘Our Blest Redeemer’ (crown of thorns and all) 100 cubits
higher than the Masonic Temple. This offer is strictly bona-fide and shall remain open till
1906, so that philosophers, editors, statesmen, divines (and other accomplished liars) may
have enough time to blind themselves, wading through National Archives, and the putrid
rubbish heaps that men call Public Libraries. Should some or all of said Mutual
Admiration Society maniac-geniuses go blind, also deaf, dumb, and silly: this wicked old
world may probably whoop with delight — should it happen to hear of the fact.
During the three years of Christ Jesus’s peripatetic trampings, he never SAID anything that
had not been better said a thousand times before, by Dervishes, Spellbinders and
Mahatmas. Neither did he DO anything that had not previously been better done, by the
jugglers and wonder-workers of Egypt, India and Assyria. Not a few of his ‘miracles’ are to
this day, part of the ordinary stock-in-trade of fortune-telling gypsies, third-class strolling
players, and charlatans in general.
The very phrase that He uses to sum-up and memorize His patent Cure-all, was
undoubtedly stolen (directly or indirectly) from Plato, the Rig Veda, or Confucius. The
Golden Rule is not only a snare and a tangle, but it also is — a literary piracy.
‘He raised the dead,’ you indignantly protest: and even SUPPOSING that he did, wherein is the
positive advantage? What is gained by restoring vitality to the decomposing corpse of an animal
that may be so easily duplicated — an animal that is a positive nuisance, numerically. What is the
“good” of breathing the ‘breath of life’ into an odorous winding-sheet-full of maggots and mouldy
bones? Are there not plenty of animalcula on earth,
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without dragging them out of tombs? (Especially are there not plenty of leprous Asiatics?)
Death and destruction are necessary to the health of this world and therefore as natural,
and lovable, as birth and life. Only priests and born cowards moan and weep over dying.
Brave men face it with approving nonchalance.
“Come lovely and soothing Death, undulate around the world. Serenely Arriving! Arriving!
In the day, in the night; to all, to each. Sooner or later, delicate Death.”4
He fed the hungry — but to what end, I say? Why should a famishing multitude be fed by a
god? And that too, in a land said to be flowing with milk and honey! Would not such a mob
be far better dead? Would not Napoleon with his cosmic ‘whiff of grape-shot’ be just the
right man for such an occasion? From the harmonious nature of things, it is clear that men
were intended to feed themselves by their own personal exertions or perish like dogs. He
therefore who ‘feeds the hungry’ is really encouraging poltroonery (which includeth all
other crimes) for men ‘who quietly starve within reach of abounding plenty are — all
‘He clothed the naked,’ you shriek; and why it may be asked should ‘the naked’ be clothed
— they being able bodied? What right have they to broadcloth and fine linen? If men
possess not enough sense to clothe themselves (in a literal Weaving Mill of inexhaustible
looms) why should a ‘God’ — the son of a ghost, come down from Cloudland (via a Jewess
maiden’s womb) to robe such groveling, miserable hounds in swaddling cloths, made of
cotton or wool? ‘Clothing the naked’ is purely — a business affair.
Here, it may be suggested en-passant — is the wearing of garments, in itself, a natural and
necessary condition of adult existence? It certainly does not render the ‘human form divine’ more
healthy or more beautiful to gaze upon (although it may prevent Tenderlings from perishing of
cold). Was it really intended that the man-animal ONLY, should wrap itself up, from birth to death in
layer over layer of disease-breeding rags? Was there not a secret vital strength in the wind and rain
and storms that ‘whirled around our forefathers’ giant limbs and shaggy brows? All ethnic legends
tell us that our first parents were most elegantly attired in glorious sunshine and gaudy fresh air.
Who ever saw a Cherubim painted in pointed shoes, pantaloons, cuffs, collars and overcoat; or a
smirking angel in bloomers, steel-ribbed corsets and a delicate little ‘O! dear me! how awfully
awful!’ style? Clothing serves most effectively to hide the abominable physical deformity of modern
men and women, just as superficial educationalisms serve to hide their dwarfed minds. If they were
to perambulate around in the nude, even the street curs would bark at them out of sheer terror.
Indeed, they would be more hideous to the eye than the stuffed scarecrow that adorns a relative’s
harrowed field: and at which our old dog “Danger” generally barks himself into hysterics over,
whenever he gets off the chain.
4 Walt Whitman’s “Ode to Death.”
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What a horrible sight a crowd of free and independent electors would be, all sitting in
solemn conclave, sucking their thumbs, absorbing political opiates and divine euthanasia?
Just think of it! (Even Carlyle the dyspeptic would faint at the sight.) The very conception
of such a saddening horror makes one ill. It would be as if they all had just emerged from a
tomb — a tomb of wool and cotton and leather.
Physical distortion and mental malformation, are the direct result of two thousand years of badbreeding:
that is to say, of Mongrelism, of Democracy, of Equality, of Moody-and-Sankeyism.
Christian-ism, originating in the despairful and fallacious philosophy of a Crucified Wanderer
(suffering from acute MORBUS SACER) is now developed into an organized and world-wide conspiracy
of Clericals, Politicals and Decadents directed en-masse; with Jesuitic cunning against all the
primitive and Heroic Virtues.
Our clean-skinned ‘heathenish’ ancestors with all their vital forces unimpaired, were really
the nobler type of animal. We on the other hand, with our corrupt, irresolute, civilized
hearts, our trembling nerves, our fragile anæmic constitutions, are actually the lower, the
viler type — notwithstanding the baseless optimism that courtly rhymers drivel into their
“Heirs of all the ages,” etc., etc.
No People can long retain hardihood and independence, whose minds become submissive to
a False Ideal.
Blessed are the Strong for they shall possess the earth — Cursed are the weak for they shall
inherit the yoke. Blessed are the Powerful for they shall be reverenced among men
— Cursed are the Feeble for they shall be blotted out.
Blessed are the Bold for they shall be masters of the world — Cursed are the Humble for
they shall be trodden under hoofs. Blessed are the Victorious for victory is the basis of
Right — Cursed are the vanquished for they shall be vassals for ever.
Blessed are the battle-blooded, Beauty shall smile upon them — Cursed are the Poor-inSpirit,
they shall be spat upon. Blessed are the Audacious for they have imbibed true
wisdom — Cursed are the Obedient for they shall breed Creeplings.
Blessed are the iron-handed, the unfit shall flee before them — Cursed are the haters of battle,
subjugation is their portion. Blessed are the Death-defiant, their days shall be long in the land
— Cursed are the Feeble-brained, for they shall perish amidst plenty.
Blessed are the destroyers of False-hope, they are true Messiahs — Cursed are the God-adorers,
they shall be as shorn sheep. Blessed are the Valiant for they shall obtain great treasure — Cursed
are the believers in Good and Evil for they are frightened by shadows.
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Blessed are they who believe in Nothing — never shall it terrorize their minds — Cursed
are the ‘lambs of God,’ they shall be bled ‘whiter than snow’. Blessed is the man who hath
powerful enemies, they shall make him a hero — Cursed is he who “doeth good” unto
others, he shall be despised.
Blessed is the man whose foot is swift to serve a friend, he is a friend indeed — Cursed are
the organizers of Charities, they are propagators of plagues. Blessed are the Wise and
Brave for in the Struggle they shall win — Cursed are the Unfit for they shall be
righteously exterminated.
Blessed are the sires of Noble maidens, they are the salt of the earth — Cursed the mothers
of strumous Tenderlings for they shall be shamed. Blessed are the mighty-minded for they
shall ride the whirl-winds — Cursed are they who teach Lies for Truth, and Truth for Lies,
for they are — abomination.
Blessed are the unmerciful, THEIR posterity shall own the world — Cursed are the Pitiful
for they shall receive no pity. Blessed are the destroyers of Idols, for they shall be feared by
tyrants — Cursed are the famous Wiselings, their seed shall perish off the earth. Thrice
cursed are the Vile for they shall serve and suffer.
Contrast THIS with an orthodox Sermonette — one that is repeated every seventh day, in
thousands of sacred sanctuaries by consecrated black-robed clericals, who have been specially
trained from boyhood to weepfully, unctuously rehearse the same “with upturned eyes and
skillful snuffle or in classic diction, sounding, sonorous, nay! Sublime
— as suits the occasion.
— Gawd answers all who kneel and pray, is a Trewth accepted day by day. Behold! their
bright and joyful lot, who’ve faith in what Christ Jesu taught!
If you’ve empty pockets and tables bare, demand ye not your natural share; that would be
wrong; but, creep and sigh and ‘you’ll go to heaven when you die’.
For the meek and humble who obey, there’s a happy land, far, far away; but a fearsome,
fiery, brimstone pit, shall melt their marrow, who won’t — submit.
If foemen smite you on one cheek, turn round the other, tearful, meek; if perjured knaves
your votes betray: come ‘wicked sinners’ kneel and — pray.
If Hebrews fleece and flay your hide, heaven’s gates for you, shall open wide; Christ your
Shepherd, won’t lead astray, O! lambs of Gawd! come bleat and pray.
If bruised and beaten, shorn and sold, you’re sure of stalls in your Father’s fold; but —
robbers rob, or rulers slay! Hell roast your souls for ever and aye.
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If elected persons invade your wealth, with bribes and lies or deadly stealth, and threat
your bones with a bannered host: Christ is your refuge and the Holy Ghost.
You’ll triumph thus ‘in the dawning years’ hope on! toil on! in this vale of tears — sing,
“Rock of Ages cleft for me, O! let me hide myself in thee.”
Jewish books are for the Jews,
And Jew Messiahs too.
But if you’re not of Jewish blood,
How can they be for you?
To make an Idol of a book,
Is poison for the brain;
A dying God upon a cross
Is reason gone insane.
Beware of all the Holy books
And all the creeds and schools,
And every law that man has made
And all the golden rules.
“Laws” and “rules” imposed on you
From days of old renown,
Are not intended for your “good” But for
your crushing down.
Then dare to rend the chains that bind
And to yourself be true.
Dare to liberate your mind,
From all things, old and new.
Always think your own thought,
All other thoughts reject;
Learn to use your own brain
And boldly stand erect.
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Just as the spider weaves his silky web, to lure flies into the larder of his banqueting hall in
order that he may at his leisure, pick the flesh off their bones, so deceitful Ideals are
cunningly woven by dexterous, political spiders, to capture and exploit Swarms of human
What are the grandiose paragraphs of the Declaration of Independence, but the weft and woof of a
dazing spider-web? And what are the American People but the flies that have been cleverly
entangled in its gossamer meshes? For over a century this ‘Declaration’ has been the parchment
divinity or all public orators, from the curbstone dervish at the street corner, to our Elective
Monarch in the White House. Every 4th of July, Americans habitually scream themselves hoarse
over its sounding generalities: making the welkin ring with tin-horns, giant fire-crackers, flagidolatry,
brass bands, toy pistols and herd-bellowing generally. Although the great majority of
them are mental and physical dwindlings, poverty-stricken, and property-less yet how insanely they
delight in amusing a sardonic world with their loquacious flamboyant charlatanry. ‘We are
sovereigns and equals’ is their everlasting Barmecide chorus. ‘Sovereigns and Equals!’
In all lunatic asylums may be found inmates who fancy themselves kings and queens, and lords of
the earth. These sorrowful creatures, if only permitted to wear imaginary crowns and issue
imaginary commands, are the most docile and harmless of all maniacs.
As for the American People of to-day: is not their written constitution but a cunningly
constructed straight-jacket — their moral codes, padded prison-cells: their statute laws
handcuffs and leg-irons — their Captains of Industry keepers and turnkeys in clever disguise?
One hundred years ago they ostensibly commenced ‘independent’ operations with the richest
continent on earth as their private property — their subscribed capital; and during the whole
of that period, have they not been as busy as so many relays of draught beasts-of-burden,
pumping the tremendous natural wealth out of their home soil, and pouring it over-sea, into the
cess-pools of Europe?
Is not that the work of lunatics? They smashed and splintered the wooden political yoke of
an English king and then proceeded to rivet around their necks a brand new yoke of bolted
steel, which they forged especially to fit themselves: and which they dignified under the
name of “Constitutional Freedom”.
Is not that also the work of lunatics? Cursed indeed are the harnessed ones! Cursed are
they even though their harness be home made — even though it tinkle musically with silver
bells — aye! even though every buckle and link and rivet thereof is made of solid gold.
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How absurd of men to hurrah over their ‘glorious political liberty’ who have not even been
able to retain possession of the substantial products of their own laboriousness. After a
century of ‘constitutional progress,’ ten per cent of the population are absolute owners of
ninety-two per cent of ALL the property.
Now, O reader, Are not THESE THINGS the outward and visible sign of organic dementia?
The Declaration of Independence commences by proclaiming an unctuous falsehood, a
black, degrading self-evident lie — a lie which no one could possibly believe but a born
fool. With insolent effrontery it brazenly proclaims as ‘a self evident truth’ that ‘all men
are created equal’ and that they are ‘endowed,’ by their ‘Creator’5
with certain
‘inalienable’ rights — rights which it thereupon proceeds to define in canting phraseology,
imbecile and florid as it is false.
Indeed the mock-heroic preamble of this rhetorical pronunciamento is but a cunningly
constructed piece of blague deliberately intended to deceive and betray. It consists of a
patchwork of plagiarized catchwords, annexed wholesale from the ravings of seventeenthcentury
Levellers, crazed puritanic Mattoids and eighteenth-century cretinous French
Jacobins: — all mixed up and jumbled together with a long rigmarole of semi-meaningless
pretty phrases, culled mostly from an old time melodrama.
The Declaration of Independence has less real meaning for present conditions than a
bottled-up Indian war-whoop of the same period would have, if uncorked now. It is a backnumber,
musty, high smelling, and worm-eaten: only fit for the walls of a museum or the
brain-cells of — a daft philosopher.
Its ethical and most of its political conclusions are shams, deceptions, and cold-blooded
dishonesties — incandescent Lies — glorified, belauded, printed in letters of gold, but
nevertheless — Lies.
Indeed it has always been considered a piece of amusing mockery by those who really
understood the secret intent for which it was originally constructed: viz: — as a lasso for
the bellowing Herds, that, about one hundred years ago were beginning to run wild, and
escape from their herdsmen, and herdsmen’s stock-whip, in this (then) boundless New
To all contemporary demagogues, the high-sounding phraseology of the “Declaration” is as
honey from paradise. Everywhere its seductive abstractions are the Avatars of anarchism,
communism, republicanism, and scores of other zymotic convulsionisms. Why then should sane
men continue giving lip-service to this subtle deception? Why should they, by their silence,
acquiesce in the malefic efforts of Organic Weaklings,
5 A mythical airy being who roams about Eternity manufacturing Things out of No-Things — A fable.
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(instigated by prattlers of a false philosophy) to enforce by electioneering mass-pressure an
impossible and hideous Equality Ideal?
Every national appeal is NOW made, not to the Noblest and the Best, but to the riff-raff —
the slave-hordes — who possess less intelligence than night-owls. All that is brave,
honorable, heroic, is ignored tacitly, for fear of offending the deified Herd — ‘the
Majority’. “Equality of conditions” is ITS debasing shibboleth and VERILY he who has
temerity enough to spit upon Equality is liable to be horned to death.
The ‘Voice of the People’ can only be compared to the fearsome shrieks of agony that may
now and then be heard, issuing forth from the barred windows of a roadside madhouse.
‘The voice of God!’ Alas! Alas!
There are two methods whereby masterful ambitious men may hold any population in a
state of ordered subjectivity. The first and by far the most honorable method is through an
irresistible and highly-trained standing army, ready to deploy anywhere; with mechanical
precision at a telegraphic nod in order to lay down the Law at the cannon’s mouth and
sweep away all dangerous opposition.
The second and cheaper method is, first of all to inoculate those intended to be exploited with
some poisonous political soporific, superstition, or theoria; something that operating
insidiously, hypodermically, may render them laborious, meek, and tractable.
The latter plan has ever proved itself most effective because Aryan populations that would
fight to the last gasp against undisguised military despotism; may be induced to passively
submit to any indignity or extortion, if their brains are first carefully soaked in some
Abstract Lie.
At the period of the war of Independence, North America was far too wide, far too sparsely
settled, and far too poor in concentrated wealth to be effectively ruled and plundered upon
the standing army principle: either by King George or the successful Junta of powerwielding
Hamilton, Hancock, Jefferson, Adams, Madison, Henry, and all the vested material
interests that stood a solid phalanx behind those voluble patriots cast about for some safer
method of ruling the minds of the uninformed but extremely valorous yeomanry,
backwoodsmen and mountaineers.
After mature consideration they determined to lull and lure the armed peasantry back again
into a condition of blissful somnolence, by instilling into their newly aroused minds, false but
seductive political Idealisms, as subtle supplements to the fallacious, and equally delusive, (but
pre-existent) religionisms and moralisms. This cunning plot
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worked like a charm, for Equity of Rights seemed to puritanic minds the logical outcome of
that other hoary old lie — ‘Equality before God’. (“What a set of damned rascals they
were!” was Governor Morris’s terse, rugged, but ever memorable description of the
Congress of smart Corruptionists that adopted and formally proclaimed those famous and
fatal Abstractions.)
Thereupon the Sword of Power, that conquered on the battlefield, was carefully hidden away
out of sight and ‘Constitutionalism’ invoked to aid in the re-harnessing of the Conquerors of
Cornwallis, by their new masters. The old systems of Jurisprudence and Government (founded
on naked force) were cleverly retained even amplified and at the same time the white skinned
populations were cunningly proclaimed ‘free and equal.’ Never having enjoyed genuine
personal freedom (except on the Indian border) being for the most part descendents of huntedout
European starvelings and fanatics, (defeated battlers) they now stupidly thought that they
had won freedom at last by the patent device of selecting a complete outfit of new tax-gatherers
every fourth year.
When we look back upon the childlike faith in Constitutionalism, displayed by our
Revolutionary Fathers together with their infantile republican specifics for the redemption
of mankind, we cannot help smiling. At every general election, since 1776, Americans have
voted solidly for increasing the despotic authority of their elective rulers and task-masters.
Personal liberty is very nearly unknown (except in the newspaper) and any citizen who
dares to think in direct opposition to the dogma of the Majority does so at the risk of his
life, if he thinks too loudly.
Indeed, men of initiative and enterprise are now in the regular habit of purchasing
immunity from Communal molestation by bribing legislatures and officials upon a
wholesale scale. The State is a blackmail agency.
Enterprises necessitating state-permits and large preliminary expenditures of capital, cannot be
safely undertaken, until elective satraps (Aldermen, Judges, Governors, Congressmen, Presidents,
Senators, etc.,) have first negotiated a percentage “rake-off”. Neither life nor property is safe from
the malignance, revenge or greed of government officials or their confederates. He who would
assert himself in this Republic, under present conditions, must be a man of unscrupulous acumen
and shrewdness. He must know the exact price of every ‘patriot,’ with whom business brings him in
contact and be ready to pay it without demur nay — with an appearance of hearty enthusiasm:
otherwise it will go hard with him. Should he be a poor man, his chances in life are infinitesimal; so
long as he is conscientious. No citizen can ‘call his soul his own,’ who dares to openly attack the
administrative scoundrelism — scoundrelism based securely upon purchasable majority votes.
Those thievish official peculators of Turkey, China, Persia, and Morocco, would hang their heads in
utter shame at their own clumsy methods of robbery, if they once beheld the magnificent
mechanism and finesse wherewith American politicians
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enrich themselves by bleeding the treasuries, stealing public lands, and sweating the
Indeed, OUR Grand Vizers (heaven bless them) not only plunder living generations, but they
even make Futurity contribute to their hungry rapacity.
Their schemes of financial legerdemain are of unparalleled brilliance and grandeur. They
borrow thousands of millions upon National Credits from the Usurers, and then proceed to
apportion the money unto each other, under the elaborate pretence of needful public
expenditure, redeeming the currency, etc., etc.
In order that the Jew may be secured in his usurious ‘shent-per-shent,’ oppressive taxes
are laid on the Peasantry wherewith to pay the annual interest charge upon the Bonded
Millions. All of these tributes are collectable (in appreciating gold) at the point of the
Supreme Court’s bayonet. However, military assistance is very seldom needed to enforce
the tax-collectors’ demands, because most Americans are exceptionally docile and ‘good.’
No need of coercion with a palsied people, ever eager to obey the slightest nod of their
America! America! Never shall you realize the true meaning of thorough-going Independence
and Self-Proprietorship, until an American Cromwell, or an American Cæsar has signed the
death-warrant of an American King. The executive that sells his people into bondage is a
Public Enemy, whether he be an elective Monarch or an hereditary King. Such a Scoundrel
and Traitor has no rights that property-holding Freeman are bound to respect: no not one. By
accepting the gold of Public Plunderers, he makes himself an Ishmaelite. His hand is against
every man’s hearth and every man’s property. Therefore every man’s hand should be uplifted
against him. In days not long gone by, men of our Race have hung bribe-takers with scant
ceremony; and even rolled the heads of Kings into the executioner’s basket.
If we are not to be robbed now of everything we possess and reduced to conditions of
absolute State servitude, we must not shrink from doing so again.
Despotism, if it is to be overthrown, must be fought with its own weapons, and the vilest of
Despotisms are ever founded upon Majority Votes.
As for ‘the Common People,’ they are energetically chasing shadowy paternalisms, and
allowing their substance to be ‘appropriated’ on a gigantic scale. They are living in a fool’s
paradise of ‘progress,’ and ‘peaceful industrial evolution,’ as the cant phrases go. Some of
these days they may possibly wake up (when too late) and discover, with alarm and
astonishment, that all their mock iambics have been of no avail against the insidious
growth of centralized Oligarchic Hebraism, ballot-box desolation, and industrial
Americans have yet to learn, that each generation must fight out its own good fight, and not
rely for the preservation of its hardihood and independence, upon moth-eaten
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parchments nor on fraudulent statesmen, now in the graveyard — statesmen who spent
their petty babblesome lives; not in doing heroic things, but in founding and enthroning the
abominations that afflict us all to-day like a palsy. Our national hero-worship badly wants
Many years after the “Declaration” was issued, our written Constitution was constructed with
much voluble sophistry and mimic strife. That document, considered as a whole, is the most
cunningly worded and at the same time most terrible instrument of Government and
Mastership that any Anglo-Teutonic tribe has ever yoked itself up under. Pretending to ‘grant’
liberty and self-government, it practically annihilates both. Under the show of “guaranteeing”
personal independence and civil rights, it has organized an elective tyranny; wherein the mobmonarch
possesses more arbitrary authority than any dynastic despot since the days of Darius
or Balschazzar.
The highest crime IS actually written in the highest law of the land.’
“Thus, did the great Guile-masters, Their
toils and their tangles set; And as wide as
was the water:
So wide was woven the net.”
Indeed the written Constitution of our Republic is a monstrous mechanical contrivance,
that bids fair (when once it has got properly under way) to squeeze the very heart out of all
the Best Elements in America.
Our Federal Government may be, very appropriately compared to a pirate ship cleverly
disguised as a friendly armed cruiser; convoying a fleet of peaceful merchantmen loaded with
an immense treasure and 70,000,000 passengers. When it first came to their ‘assistance’ it was
— O! so kindly! so affectionate! so full of loving regard for its intended prey, for the welfare
and bon-voyage of its quarry. Now however that its forty-five ships of state are out in the open
ocean, and absolutely at its mercy, it strips off its decoy rig; hoists the ‘Deaths-head-andbloody-bones,’
opens its hidden portholes, runs out its round-lipped broadsides, and yells
through its editorial speaking-trumpets: — “Heave to there, or you’ll be blown out of the
Thus it will be seen the Jesuitic ‘Evangel of Equality’ has proved itself a tremendous
success. It seduced the American People into a feeling of contentment and security till their
‘bonds’ and fetters were properly forged, polished, and neatly riveted on.
Well fashioned, indeed, was the Net! — A splendid spider web it has proved itself, and
withal, needful.
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Under the hypnotic spell of a ‘free and equal’ dream, Americans have been hustled into a
convict-prison of laboriousness to piratical masters a thousand times more terrible and more
unyielding than any history can describe. All that is now left of Liberty is its name, and the
harmless privilege the common people have of scolding their Proprietors in vulgar editorial
diatribes at or about election times. Occasionally they do descend into the streets, indulging in
sanguinary vociferations upon the same general principle that impels a mangy cur to howl
most dismally — if struck with a brick.
The conflict between the masters and the helots is over for the present and the masters having
conquered are in possession of the booty and the field. Hark! the songs of victory
— the flap of the battle-pennons!’
Indeed, considering all the circumstances, the common people are ‘lost souls’ — no matter
what they now do they must remain in hell. Their position is that of a worm trying to
escape from its hole in a heated, burning log; if it runs to the right it runs into heat and
smoke, and if it runs to the left it runs into blazes. A few minutes more and — it is roasted
Even should America’s servile multitudes appeal to the arbitrement of Physical Force, they
cannot possibly win. Possessing neither the strength, courage, brains, arms, money, nor
leaders: they must be blown into eternal fragments by their master’s highly trained
artillerists, and scientific destroyers.
The citadel of Power is now consolidated and prepared with the most improved armaments
to repel any assault, no matter how well sustained. The nation is intersected in all
directions, with iron highroads and splendid waterways, whereon armies and navies may
be moved from city to city, with facility and dread effect. The war of Secession (or rather
the war for the annihilation of Self-Government) demonstrated conclusively that a
Centralized Authority, resting on herd-votes of the vulgar and fanatic is (in practice)
military Absolutism. There is no other Power in the land that can effectively hold it in
check. The Czar of Russia possesses less actual authority than our Federal Government.
With a standing army in the hollow of its hand, it can do exactly as it pleases, i.e. if it can
collect enough revenue to purchase ‘statesmen’ and pay the salaries of its praetorian
Most Americans are ONLY NOW beginning to perceive these things, but they were forseen,
(and also foretold in part) by clear-sighted individuals before the Constitution itself was
formally Enthroned.
To-day all the old sphinx questions are up again for solution. No man of balanced sense can
honestly believe that these problems are to be settled by ballot-box stuffing or Editorialism.
Settled they must be upon ‘the good old rule, the simple plan,’ and
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thereafter settled and re-settled again and again; for, there is no finality in social
adjustments and there should not be. Material strength is the basis of all human greatness
and material strength must ‘settle’ the tyranny of the greatest number; probably with fire
and steel. All other theories are chimeras — lies — delusions — make-believe and of no
The Philosophy of Power has slumbered long, but whenever men of sterling worth are found, it
must again sweep away the ignoble dollar-damned Pedlarisms of to-day and openly, as of old,
dominate the destiny of an emancipated and all-conquering race.
What is viler than a government of slaves and usurious Jews? What is grander than a
government of the Noblest and the Best — who have proved their Fitness on the plains of
Cromwell and his Ironsides — Cæsar and his Legions shall be born again; and the
thunderous tread of Sulla’s fierce destroyers shall roll and rumble amid the fire and glare
and smoke of crumbling constitutionalisms: ‘as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever
shall be’ — warfare without end.
Yawping politicians may harangue base city mobs of hirelings and Christlings with “Alas,
poor Yorick!” rhapsody, as if struggle and strife were the evil of all evils. Figures of speech,
however, cannot breathe the breath of life into feline philosophies that never have had the
slightest foundation in Fact. The survival of the Fittest — the Toughest is the logic of events
and of all time. They who declare otherwise are blind. The chief point is this: that Fitness
must honestly demonstrate itself not by ignoble theft and theory but by open conflict as per
Darwin’s law of battle.
* * *
How can citizens be honestly described as free and equal who are not, who never were,
“free and equal” in any reasonable sense of the phrase? How can they be even considered
MEN, whose whole lives are governed by cast-iron regulations; whose every movement is
circumscribed and restrained by penal threats — even whose secret thoughts are in a constant
state of silent repression?
It is no apology whatever to affirm that the People themselves enact all laws they are
COMMANDED to obey. Even that statement is a falsity and if it were true, it would not justify
majority Dictatorship or any other kind of Dictatorship.
The Constitution under which all other laws are born, was accepted, not by us but by
bewigged individuals who are long since rotten. We are ruled, in fact by cadavers — the
inhabitants of tombs.
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“Why should agreements made by coffined dead men bind and mortgage living, pulsing,
breathing beings?
Their bones have long ago mouldered into ozone and fertilizers, who drew up and signed
the Bill of Rights; Magna Charta, the Sermon on the Mount, the Declaration of
Independence, our Glorious Constitution, etc., etc. Rotten are the brains that concocted
them and the fingers that signed and sealed them. Equally rotten are their irrational and
infantile philosophies. Rotten also in their heart, are the men who obey UNDER COMPULSION
voices from the tomb.
No doubt those old documents served their purpose at the time, but ‘new occasions teach
new duties,’ and new ages require, not only new leaders, but new deeds.
Again, most Acts of Congress are the Machiavellian work of eminent rogues, curse them
whose very names are almost forgotten except by partisan chroniclers, and printers of
public school histories.
As for the Common Law, it is an inheritance from those interesting old days, when Saxon
and Norman earls (they were genuine noblemen then, for they had won their position by
risking their lives in battle) administered ‘Justice’ direct, per media of knotted clubs, hilted
knives, and long handled cleavers. That was the only kind of ‘Law’ understood by our
‘uncivilized’ forefathers, for THEY had not been ‘educated’ into the profound conviction
that governments and laws ‘derive all their just powers from the consent of the governed.’
Such an expression would have sent them into convulsions, and he who uttered it would be
considered — a most excellent fool.
No doubt our ancestors were somewhat rude in their manners, somewhat deficient in
sweetness and culture but in matters of frozen fact they were decidedly logical. They did
not sneak to public meetings and swagger about ‘Liberty,’ ‘Justice,’ and ‘Equality of
Opportunity,’ or ‘Rights of Man,’ when they knew full well that not only their lives, but
everything they nominally possessed was ‘by leave’ of their conquerors and proprietors.
They accepted their position pro-tem, and when again ready, honestly re-entered the doomring
to test anew their Fate.
If they could come alive again how those old Pirates and Freebooters would stare in shame and
scorn at the sight of their ‘tenderfoot’ posterity, walking up in solemn, horny-handed, humpbacked
procession in shoddy rags before an idol-altar called a ballot-box, dropping into its
gilded maw, printed invocations for Justice, Mercy, Liberty, “Peace in our time O! Lord!” —
Protection, — Cheap Money, — ‘more laws! more laws! more laws!’ How our blonde, cleanlimbed
ancestors would guffaw? Indeed, they would probably keep on guffawing, till they
guffawed themselves to death again.
‘Oh!’ they would say: — ‘to think that our seed should have sunk so low!’
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But, Equality before the Law is all we mean whimpers the everlasting sophist — the
cunning liar! Let us see! By what rational method can any two litigants be placed in a
position of unconditional ‘Equality before the Law?’ First of all, plaintiff and defendant
always possess totally different physical and mental characteristics, different personal
magnetisms and different sized bank balances. Also all judges, juries, and legal officials are
unequals in temperament, ability, courage and honesty. Each one has his own peculiar
idiosyncrasies, prejudices, inferiorities, superstitions, and — price. Each again, may be
more or less dishonest and more or less subject to financial pressure or caste bias. No two
men are born alike: each one being literally born under his own particular star, formed of
different material, swayed by different ideals, educated and moulded in a different mill, by
a different process.
Even if all tribunals of Justice were founded upon blind Impartiality, and administered free of
cost, it will be plainly seen, that ‘Equality before the Law’ remains a mere chimera, a dream;
and of no real value. ‘Equality before the Law,’ is just a meaningless catchword, something like
that famous Jesuitism — ‘Liberty regulated by Law.’
Statute Law may formally confer equal rights and privileges upon unequal citizens, but it
cannot enforce itself — it must execute its mandate through human media, and that media is
full up to the brim with superiorities, inferiorities, and inequalities.
No legalism has ever been devised that Strength can not drive its coach and four through; and it is a
popular proverb (in all lands) that somehow, there is ‘one law for the rich and another for the
poor.’ Indeed the poor can NEVER be placed upon an equality with the rich
— not even by the pillage of the rich.
Whether they are the Fittest or not, the present proprietors of wealth should never permit
themselves to be plundered, without a savage struggle.
Sooner or later, the hour of this struggle in its acute form shall arrive, but the Rich must not dread
it. If they prepare in time, the result shall not only justify their mastership, but render it
impregnable — if they are Fit. To be respected and secure, Aristocracies must rest themselves upon
Sworded Might, not upon paper-credits, consols, and bond issues.
Should the Opulents be conquered and pillaged, that in itself will be conclusive evidence
that they are neither the Fittest nor the Best. Upon this earth there is no such thing as
Equal Justice.
All legal tribunals are based, not upon ideal concepts of Justice and Fair Play, but upon
effective armed Strength. This is a truism. Robbery under arms, laid the corner stone of every
Court House in Christendom and elsewhere. How then can the robbers and the robbed — the
eagle and the pigeon — the chicken and the hawk be placed in positions of genuine equilibrium
before removable officials, specially paid and appointed, to ‘vindicate the Law’ — that is to
give forcible effect to the Dicta of the Strongest.
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All judges are authorized avengers armed to the teeth and all hangmen are licensed
assassins, trained to kill. These words are not spoken in disparagement. Assassins and
avengers! Ha! If that be so…
Truly they that “seek the Lord” DO suffer hunger but — lions seek for prey.
When an army of occupation settles down upon an enemy’s territory, it issues certain rules of
‘procedure’ for the orderly transference of the property and persons of the conquered into the
absolute possession and unlimited control of the conquerors. These ‘rules of procedure’ may at
first take shape as orders issued by military generals’ but after a time they develop themselves
into Statute Books, Precedents, and Constitutions. Indeed ALL Law is now and ever has been, the
mandate of successful belligerents or rather the mandate of the few masterful personalities that
ever inspire them.
Equality before the Law, is thus a contradiction in terms for Law itself is an incarnation of
Inequality. It is true only in the subjective sense, that all who OBEY the Law are equally the
servants of those who make it or caused it to be made.
Drum-head court martials are really Law Courts in embryo. Congresses and Parliaments are
merely committees of rapacious tax-gatherers. Legislators may describe themselves as
‘representatives of the people,’ but that is only a cunning masquerade. Their chief vocation is
to strengthen ‘the Law,’ uphold ‘the Constitution,’ vote the annual ‘Appropriations’ and devise
ways and means of exploiting the nation or of permitting it to be systematically looted by their
accomplices, or — their Masters.
The principles that govern a ‘hold-up’ are the selfsame principles that govern government.
No government on earth rests on the consent of the governed.
It is reasonable therefore for a confederation of masterful bandits to place themselves in
positions of absolute equality, before their intended victims. The idea is absurd on the face
of it. Brigandage necessitates inequality: and every government on earth, is organized and
enthroned Brigandage.6
Las Casas, the Spanish Jesuit, was the first in America to spread about the false,
subversive, and shameful theory of ‘equal human rights’ but since his time, it has been
boastfully accepted on all sides, by vast hordes of witless persons who are in all countries,
the numerical majority. “The race of fools” as Plato sagaciously remarked, “is not to be
counted” — not even in this ‘land of the free.’
Although Equality (in any shape) has never been scientifically proven nor logically
defended: nevertheless it passes from tongue to tongue, from brain to brain in current
discussions, for ‘gospel truth’ — just as clever counterfeit coins are passed unsuspectingly
from hand to hand.
6 “Have we not shown that Government is essentially immoral?” — Herbert Spencer
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The Equality superstition is tolerated by clear-seeing men, for one reason only. It assists
them to govern the thoughts: and by governing the thoughts, to exploit the property,
energy, and labor-force, of their soft-minded, good natured neighbors: who really believe it
to be true — who think it, glad tidings of Great Joy.
Behold! When the fraudulent ‘equality of natural rights’ evangel, is mellifluously poured
forth in the Market Places by suave dollar-hunting attorneys; or half educated mechanics;
even those staid citizens (whose whole life is of it a direct disproof) lead the roaring, raving,
yelling crowd,’ in its maniacal bellowings.
Lo! the Angel of Lunacy is camped in their souls!
Every atom of organic matter has its own vital peculiarity. Every animate being is different
in osseous structure and chemical composition. Ethnology, Biology, History, all proclaim
Equality to be a myth. Even the great epics of antiquity are all glorifications of inequality:
inequality of mind — inequality of birth, of courage or condition. Can equality of body,
equality of mind, equality of origin, equality before the law, or any other kind of ‘equality’
be demonstrated by any one fact?
Mentally and morally, every breathing being is a self poised monad — a differentiated ego.
No two germs, planets, suns, or stars, are alike. Among the higher vertebrates this is
especially so, and consequently, the only law that men ought to honor or respect; is the law
that originates, and finds its final sanction IN THEMSELVES — in their own consciousness.
Inequality is summed up in the scientific axiom “inferior organisms succumb, that superior
organisms may survive, propagate, and possess.” In other words, the proper place for
Lazarus is to rot among the dogs. And the proper place for Cæsar is at the head of his
irresistible legions.
From the soles of his feet to the crown of his head the bones, skin and flesh of his body
— even the grey brain pulp — the electric nerves and tissues — mental ganglia and internal
viscera of a man belonging to the African, Mongolian, Semite, or Negro breeds are all
fundamentally different in formation, constituents, and character; from the corresponding
anatomical sections in men of Aryan descent. The points of non-resemblance may be
superficially unperceivable, but they are organic — deep seated.
Notwithstanding the dexterous writers of strategic fables, dross is dross, gold is gold: and
some men ARE born better, born nobler, born braver than others.
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Aristocracy by birth rests upon an unalterable scientific basis of heredity and selection —
but an aristocracy of money rests mainly upon bolts and bars — i.e. upon laws, that may be
abrogated at a moments notice.
Though unable to reason out, in logical sequence their inherent abhorrence of social and
racial equality yet most men instinctively detest it — in practice.
What white father for example, would encourage the marriage of a hulking thick skulled Negro
with his beautiful and accomplished daughter? Would he enthusiastically ‘give her away’ to
the matrimonial embraces of a Chinaman, a Coolie or the leper-hugs of a polluted ‘mean
white’? Is there ten such citizens even in North America, where equality of birth and condition
is so much speechified and — NEVER seen? Is there five? Is there one who would not rather see
the daughter of his loins, stiff, stark, and cold in her shroud? Should that ONE exist (he being of
sound mind) let him speak. Then and only then, can this diabolical gospel of intrinsic equality
be reconsidered.
Meanwhile, plain practical citizens are justified in regarding it, not as a self-evident truth,
but an insolent, malignant, and abominable lie — a lie that shall yet be stamped out forever
— with blood and fire.
You have only to look at some men, to know that they belong to an inferior breed. Take the
Negro for example. His narrow cranial development, his prognathous jaw, his projecting lips,
his wide nasal aperture, his simian disposition, his want of forethought, originality, and mental
capacity: are all peculiarities strictly inferior. Similar language may be applied to the
Chinaman, the Coolie, the Kanaka, the Jew, and to the rotten-boned city degenerates of AngloSaxondom:
rich and poor. Vile indeed are the inhabitants of those noxious cattle kraals:
London, Liverpool, New York, Chicago, New Orleans: and yet, in those places is heaped up the
golden plunder of the world.
Ethnographists of the very highest authority, assert that over ten thousand years ago, the
black, white and yellow types of men-animal were as pronounced, and as ineffaceable as
they are to-day. The hieroglyphics and records of ancient tombs and monuments,
cuneiform inscriptions, antiquarian researches, and the systematic study of pre-historic
skulls and skeletons all bear the same uniform testimony.
Inequality of birth and condition, can never perish from off the earth. Never! and why
should it? Who can fill the valleys up and lay the mountains low?
Even the giddy doctrinaire who so cunningly concocted the bombastes-furioso fictions of the
could not apparently have believed them himself. Was he not a slave-
7 Mayhap, Franklin (who had a comic vein), wrote them as grinning jokes. By the way every signature, attached
thereto, represents a slave-holding, slave-trading constituency. All the colonies traded in niggers.
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driver (residing among slave-drivers) who bought and auctioned human cattle for dollars
and cents ALL THE DAYS OF HIS LIFE? No doubt for purposes of state-craft and
necessary war-craft he wove his philosophic preamble of Strong Deceit. Probably also, he
was comparatively honest, and even sincere but among the alluring priests of Unreason, the
most dangerous is the fanatical propagandist.
When Jefferson dictated his fatal and untenable abstraction, he was not even original but
plagiarized Zeno the Stoic, Jack Cade, Savonarola, Milton, Plato, John Ball etc. Zeno said: “All
men are by nature equal,” but carefully refrained from attempting to demonstrate it. Milton
defended it in his prose essays, Plato voiced it in his ‘Republic,’ John Ball preached it in
medieval England, Savonarola perished trying to establish it in Florence. Jack Cade,
Robenspierre and Christ were also failures — ghastly failures.
“If human experience proves anything at all,’ writes James Fitzjames Stephens, ‘it proves, that
if the restraints are minimized, if the largest possible measure of Liberty is accorded to all
human beings; the result will not be equality but inequality, reproducing itself in a geometrical
ratio.” Remove the restraints and see how quickly an aristocracy based on Merit would mow
down an aristocracy based on Credit.
In actual life, he who claims equality with another, is ever called upon to prove his claim, not
by a grotesque abracadabra of silly phrases, parroted from antique philosophers or bluemouldy
documents but by actual deeds — that is to say, by producing his credentials.
Constitutional theories are all very well to humbug stridulating slaves but in a freeman’s
household, or business, they are not ‘legal tender.’ Among men of affairs, natural
egalitarianism is regarded as amusing moonshine — mere spread-eagleism, fit for public
meetings only. Business minds thoroughly understand, (having learnt by bitter experience) that
some men are destined by Nature to bear command and some to obey: aye, even for a thousand
years before their birth.
No one can study the laborers on a farm, the ‘hands’ in a big foundry or factory, the
seamen in a large seaport, the nomadic hirelings on a railroad construction gang: or the
clerks and salesmen in a city warehouse, without perceiving at a glance, that the vast
majority of them are extremely poor specimens of humanity.
The ideal type of manhood or womanhood, (that is to say, “Ye Thoroughbred”) is not to be
found among these captive hordes — for captives they really are. Their heads are to a large
extent unsymmetrical, their features distorted, ape-like, unintelligent. Their bodies are out of
all proportion, dwarfed, stunted, diseased, malformed, cretinous.
Their movements are contracted, artificial, ungainly, and their minds (outside of routine)
are utter vacuums. When compared with the traditional idea of Strength, Beauty, Courage,
and Nobleness of character, they are an extremely ill-bred herd of cattle: exhibiting all the
psychological stigmata of inherited rain-rot and of physical decay. “A crown of thorns on
every brow — that IS the wage they’re earning now.”8
8 Isben
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Nine-tenths of them are positively repulsive in language, mentality, and in general appearance.
They even display an extraordinary low average of animality; and upon the slightest exposure
perish off, like sheep that have the lung worm. Heated rooms, woolen clothing, and stimulating
beverages, are the means whereby their watery blood is kept in languid circulation. Every new
generation is feebler, and more debased than its predecessor. All the scientific evidences of
mental, moral, and bodily deterioration, are markedly accentuated in them — their timidity is
Hard, continuous, methodical labor, destroys courage, saps vitality, and demoralizes
character. It tames and subdues men; just as it tames and subdues the wild steer or the
young colt. Men who labor hard and continuously, have no power to think. It requires all
their vital force to keep their muscles in trim.
Indeed, the civilized city working-man and working-woman are the lowest and worst type
of animal ever evolved from dust and slime and oxygen. They actually worship Work: and
bow down before Law as an ox-team crouches and strains under the lash. Look upon their
shrunken cheeks, their thin decayed teeth, sharp puny noses, small watery eyes, yellow
bloodless complexions, bent shoulders, dry hair tending to baldness, struggling thin beard:
the women with pinched features, waspish fragile waists, want of bust development,
consumptive, neurotic, artificially barren, emaciated, hungry, dwarfed, hysterical.
The minds of average workmen and workwomen, are either total vacuums or stuffed to the
brim with every conceivable species of lies, iniquity, superstition, and sham. Indeed how could
they remain in such conditions of base loathsome hirelingism, were they not deficient in all the
Primitive Virtues — in all that is manly or womanly?
Behold! — upon their brow is stamped (with red-hot cattle brands) the word ‘DAMNED.’
Eternally tortured are they in a patent purgatory invented by Politicians. Their
tribulations however may really be but Progression in disguise, because their shameful selfdegradation,
must ultimately end in their utter extinguishment. Hopelessly are they
entangled in the snare — hopelessly defeated. For them there is no escape — No! not even
through fields of blood.
Poor trembling wretches! — washing their own hands in their own sweat! — nay, in their
own hearts blood! Born thralls are they — or, born madmen!
Their days are without hope, and their years are consumed for — naught. When their
Masters speak unto them, there is trembling in all their joints.
They waste their lives pursuing shadows; and for hire, build their own tombs. Their minds
are below freezing point, nay! below zero! Crippled souls are they.
They knead their own flesh into daily bread, and transmute their ‘contrite hearts’ into
basins of gruel.
9 “The brave man may fail sometimes, but the coward fails always.” Angelo Mosso.
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They look unto Idols for deliverance,10 aye and grind their dry bones into baskets of coal.
At thoughts of battle they blench with terror: — at the sight of naked bayonets, they run
like whipped hounds.
Therefore Strength leapeth down upon them as the panther leaps upon his quarry. And in
a moment of time they are blotted out.
My soul abhorreth them as an abomination. My hand reacheth out to clutch them by the
Heredity has ever so much more to do with social conditions than the majority of modern
men are willing to admit. Judging by results that nations ignore Birth and Breeding at
their peril for just as there are noble animals, there are noble-men. If a stock-raiser throws
down his dividing fences, and permits ALL his cattle to mix-up promiscuously together:
what kind of a herd would he have, say in a decade? Nothing but weeds, hybrids, and
Now, that is exactly what nations attempt when they endeavor to establish an equality of
privileges and of happy peaceful conditions.
The close psychological connection that exists between ancestry and degeneracy, crime, genius,
insanity, etc., etc. is now everywhere being acknowledged thanks to the researches of Galton,
Lombrosso, Mosso, Otto Ammon, Ferri, Kraft Ebbing, and others.
If criminals are criminals, by descent, or by birth; is it not equally probable that slaves are
slaves by the facts of their breed and ancestry? Does it not also follow that heroes and
strong, powerful, resolute, personalities, have derived their solid stamina from their
forefathers? Indeed all history and all genealogies prove that this is a mathematical fact.
Great men are ever the descendants of mighty warriors and conquerors: that is to say, of
mighty animals.
Von Otto Ammon cites a remarkable instance, which goes to prove the selective and ethnic
advantages of Warfare. He states that all German children born during the FrancoPrussian
campaign of ’71, (also the years immediately following) show a strikingly high
average excellence, both of body and mind.
The converse is equally demonstrable. Show me a herd of humans who have been underfed
day-drudgers from their youth up and I will show you a herd of cattle whose
10 When the Roman Empire was tottering to its fall, the worship of the State was an established cult: just as it is
to-day. Better to adore blocks of wood or stone, than to bow our hearts, our heads and our knees, before those
troops of Unclean Beasts — Politicians!
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ancestors were also propertyless vassals and serfs, beaten in diplomacy and in war for ages
past. (Take the Irish peasantry and the fellaheen of Egypt as examples.) This statement
admits of no qualification, for if one exception can be discovered, it will serve to prove the
general rule. A MAN in the full possession of all his faculties, of leonine ancestry, well born,
self contained, would rather cut his own throat from ear to ear with a blacksmiths rasp
than live the life of an average hired laborer in any civilized “hell” on earth.
The nexus between self mastership and breed is of tremendous significance. Therein is the Lost
Secret. Undoubtedly new born infants ARE daily coming wailing into this world, with the words —
statesman, tramp, wastrel, warrior, priest, philosopher, criminal, thief, king, slave and coward,
indelibly branded upon their brows, their hearts and their brains.
Our talents, our virtues and our vices, depend entirely upon our individual mechanism;
and that mechanism is the result of countless chemic transformations, extending over ages
but modified to a large extent by climate and soil. “What is bred in the bone, will never
come out of the flesh,” wrote Pilpay thousands of years ago. There is a pregnant ethnic
philosophy in four lines (quoted from Keramos):
“This clay well mixed with marl and sand,
Follows the motion of my hand;
For some must follow, and some command;
Though all are made of clay.”
Although ALL may be made of clay in the poetic sense, it must never be forgotten that the clay
itself is composed of differentiated elements. The clay that is in a Blackfellow or a Chinaman, is
not the clay that is in a Shakespeare or a Bismarck. Some “clay” will grow good wheat and
make very bad bricks: just as some breeds of animals are born to be hunters and others to be
hunted. Some clay will raise splendid crops, even from poor seed; and some never produces
anything (no matter how highly cultivated) except thorns and weeds and nettles and poisons.
The natures of men are moulded almost entirely by the nature of the soil from which they have
been grown. Man is a perambulating crop. In some places he grows to perfection: in other
localities he won’t grow at all or runs to seed. In India, the Anglo Saxon dwines and dwindles,
but in Canada and the Northern States he even develops increased stamina —
All science, all history, and all experience are unanimous in disproof of equal natural rights for ALL
men (that strident doctrine of the fool); and yet the insolent, proofless assertions of a Zeno, a
Jefferson, a Jack Cade, Robespierre, or a Jewish Carpenter (when fantastically engrossed and
framed or bound in a book) are passively accepted by the intellectual serfs of this degenerate
nineteenth century, and trumpeted to the ends of the earth as a sublime and holy revelation.
Equalityism passes almost unchallenged in public orations, because to openly question its veracity,
is felt to be unpopular; and with the ignoble leaders of public opinion in all democracies, popularity
is everything — the alpha
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and the omega, the beginning and the end. The result for Anglo-saxondom is simply
Young men are mentally mutilated, systematically “educated” by schools, press, and literature,
upon fundamental hallucinations, pyrotechnic shams, and glittering illusions — illusions that are
the perennial source of fruitless servile uprisings, social heart-burnings, internecine unpleasantness
and sundry other secondary symptoms of social cancer.
Our Government Educational Systems are absolutely under the direct control of
Politicians. These Priests-of-the-State select and train the teachers, vote the salaries and
dictate what Truths and Lies the textbooks shall contain. Indeed our National Schools are
managed upon the same jesuitic plan, whereby the monks and prelates of old, successfully
worked the Universal Church. “Come right in here and we’ll improve your minds free of
cost,” suavely saith the high priests of this New Idolatry — this devouring Dragon — this
Impersonal State. So the pure-hearted rosy-cheeked little ones enter unsuspectingly.
Gradually as they are “brought under the influence” the grey brain-pulp is forced out of
plastic young skulls, and lies, nice pretty poetic lies (mixed with unavoidable facts and
perverted truths) skillfully injected. Did you ever see medical students extract the brain of
a frog and then fill up the vacuum with pith? The frog does not die, it lives, hops about
quite lively and seems to possess its former intelligence and vitality but it is all illusion.
What experimental vivisectionists do to frogs, state-priests do to the children of men.
Bit by bit, with dates and lists and emasculated histories; the iniquitous brain-wrecking
deviltry proceeds. When completed, young men and women are turned out with addled
brains, into a warring world, incapables, semi-imbeciles, unable to defend or assert
themselves — footballs of fate, ready to SERVE anyone. Is it not notorious, the ineptitude,
mechanical imitativeness, and want of initiative, displayed by state-educated young men?
Instead of being urged to THINK and ACT for themselves, they are taught, like well-drilled
slaves to Believe and Obey. They are even trained to worship Idols, with strident shouts
and modulated canticles — not honest Idols of wood and stone, but Idols of sheepskin,
bound pamphlets, variegated rags and falsified Renown of dead Scoundrels, i.e. Statesmen.
It requires a stout rope, a firm post and muscular men to hold an UNBROKEN colt; but when
by Force and petting he has once been subdued i.e. tamed, educated, saddled, bridled, he
may be led anywhere even with a piece of twine in the hands of a little child. O, ye StatePriests,
so adroit, so eloquent! Ye cunning demons! Ye wolves in sheep’s clothing! Ye
corrupters of Youth! Ye generation of vipers! How can you escape from the wrath to
come? How can you escape SOMEDAY from being “hung up, by the tongue on the red-hot
hooks, of a real live hell.”
Thirty years ago the United States quixotically essayed to demonstrate racial equality with rifle
bullets and bomb-shells; but failed most ignominiously. Southern valleys were strewn with
Northern and Southern bones and millions of tax-treasure blown from the
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lips of cannons without any tangible result, except to demonstrate before an interested
world, the utter failure and hollowness of equality principles.
A people that deliberately enters upon a gigantic war in order to firmly establish a
Centralized Despotism; and at the same time reduce itself to the social level of the Negro,
the Russian Jew, the Coolie, the Chinaman, and the European Serf, must indeed (to use a
suggestive vernacularism) have “wheels in its head.”
The “man and brother” lie has certainly succeeded in writing itself in a “constitutional
amendment” but in real life it is as far from actuality as ever it was. The “free” negro of New
Orleans or Charleston is a more degraded, more despised being; and of less money value to his
proprietors now then when it was customary to buy and sell him at the auction block, instead
of as at present on the Stock Exchange.
What the late civil war really accomplished was to degrade the white slave to the lower
level of the plantation nigger: and in that respect it was a triumph of ingenuity. The whites
fought — actually fought each other to demonetize themselves. Equality! Equality! what
brilliant deeds have been “perpetrated” in thy name? Lincoln however! was he not “a great
statesman?” Decidedly he was! Well indeed HE knew how to ‘round-up’ the herd with
bewitching phrases?
Hark! do you hear those drunken slaves caterwauling down the street? Lo! it is election night!
“Hurrah! hurrah!” they sing, “We’ll sound the jubilee! Glory be to Lincoln, the man who
made US free.” In Morocco, the eunuchs and other menials, bless their fate and the Prince, at
the very time he condescends to cut THEIR throats with HIS own hands. Americans however are
a free-born people not to be duped that way.
Throughout both Northern and Southern states, the social chasm between the highest and
lowest human organisms (whether white or black, or black-and-tan), is even more
pronounced now, than ever it was previously. For example, although the Negroes are a
majority in many States, they are never permitted to attain actual administrative power
and they never shall.
You cannot paint the Negro white, with laws and constitutions: though you write it in the
fire and smoke of wars and revolutions.
To solemnly proclaim that “all men are created equal,” is as stupid and unscientific, as to
assert that all dogs, cattle, apes and trees are created equal.
Are there not as many diverse varieties of dogs, cattle, apes and trees, as there are of men, planets,
germs, stars and suns? Where then is the intrinsic equality between an oak tree and a currant bush
— between a mettlesome wolf-hound and a yelping street cur —
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between a buffalo bull and a hand-fed steer — between an untamable gorilla of the woods and
an organ-grinder’s castrated monkey — between a cosmic-brained Bismarck and that famous
Christling, “the good young man that died.” Cannot a blooded bulldog whip a solid score of
lean half-starved street mongrels? Upon exactly the same principle, a small body of bold, selfreliant,
brainy men are ever more than a match (under any circumstances), for 10, 000, nay,
10, 000, 000 greasy mechanics. What is a mechanic anyhow but a specially trained slave? —
and it would take the spirit of 1, 000 American slaves to make that of one live man.
Theoretically all these organisms are of “the same species,” but in the savage rush for bread,
love, space and life, there are as much functional difference between them, as there is between a
royal Bengal tiger and “Mary’s little lamb.” The lamb was made to be eaten and the tiger was
made to eat it; and man was born to struggle as the sparks fly upwards.
The necessities of environment make of each man, the enemy or rival of other men, more
especially, those with whom he comes in direct personal conflict. Where then does equality
come in? It does not ‘come in’ at all. It is an idiotic myth. There must always be a
substratum of victimized organisms. How could the tiger live if there were no victims to
devour? How could there be heroes if there were no slaves? How could there be great
nations if there were no contemptible ones?
Compare the noble qualities inherent in some dogs with the obsequious “virtues” that
distinguish nine men out of ten. Now, give to canine or homo equal liberty of action —
equal opportunity — equal “rights”: and what will be the result? Must not the fiercest
fighter fatten, while the skeletons of lean weaklings project through their scrofulous hides?
What power ORIGINATING AMONG THEMSELVES could dictate and enforce — equality of
Socialism, Christianism, Democratism, Equalityism, are really the whining yelpings of
base-bred mongrel-multitudes. They howl aloud for State intervention — “protection for
suffering humanity” — regulated mill-grinding as it were; with the State to be their
Supreme Idol, their God and Master, their All in All, their Great Panjandrum. Poor
deluded base spirited “weeds.” Truly the “Curse of God” is in the very marrow of their
bones — in every pump-stroke of their dying hearts.
The man who prays to be “protected” by politicians, guarded by armed Janissaries, saved by
idolatrous priests, and redeemed by State Regimentation is indeed a miserable sinner
— a vile, despicable, un-manly wretch.
No paternalistic governmental mechanism (however theoretically perfect), can ever keep the baseborn
and well-born, the thoroughbreds and the hybrids, in a state of perpetual equilibrium. You
might as well try to bind down an earthquake with hoop-iron, as to rule
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the Strong with “be it enacted.” “Be it enacteds” were invented only to frighten captives
What power on earth can permanently keep the Negro on a parity with the Anglo-Saxon?
The Strong must have their way in spite of all puritanical proscribings, all mock
moralisms, all degrading legalisms, all constitutional covenantings. Neither the machinery
nor the raw material of equality has ever existed; only the dream, the idea of it. Equality!
Equality! in that one word is summed up the accumulated dementia of two thousand years!
The thought of it was born in the brain of an inferior organism: and the brains of the
inferior organisms nourish it still.
How can beings who for ages have been born and bred to toil and subjectitvity, ever
comprehend the feelings of those who are free-born, and of valorous descent — of those
who understand the cosmic law that Might is — Master?
You cannot muzzle a tempest with a cobweb, bridle a volcano with a shoe-string, bottle up a
cyclone in a powder horn, nor catch a tidal wave with a boat-hook. Neither can you put a bit
between the teeth of the Strong. They will see you — in Sheol first.
No artificial plan of society — no pious incantations however sincere and well intentioned;
can ever prevent the pot that is of iron from smashing and sinking, the pot that is of clay —
and why should it? If social equilibrium had been feasible, it would have been established
ages and ages ago. It has never been established — and it never shall.11
What then is the good of eternally dreaming, theorizing, and constructing phantom castles-in-theair,
cities of god, and gardens of delight, upon foundations of deliberate unveracity? Let us be men
— whole men — not clamorous, tearful little children demanding infantile sugar-plumbs. Let us
face the fierce challenging FACTS of existence as boldly as our forefathers did before “Christly
comfort and consolation” was introduced to un-man them — not like crouching, cringing,
terrorized, oriental pariahs. Let us not be lured to wholesale annihilation by sonorous Asiatic
evangelisms, that have proved themselves worthless and unsuitable to our temperament, our
climate, and our breed. Let us be sensible, brave, practical; and as Virchow somewhat trenchantly
recommends: —
they have been imagined by dotard philosophers, daft poets, and castrated clerics.
The problem that we are ever called upon to solve or be eaten up, is not how to make life ‘happy
and equal’ for happiness is a moving mirage, and equality an impossibility but how men may
conquer their Opportunities, surpass their Rivals, extirpate their Pursuers.
11 “Man has a right to subsistence,” wrote Thomas Paine. “Yes” replied an observant reader, “he has a right to
live one thousand years, IF HE CAN.” It is not a problem of Right but of Ability — Strength.
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The race is still to the swift and the battle to the strong. Beauty and booty are always the
prerogatives of victorious valor. Woe unto the outgeneralled ones!
“Tis a battle for bread, for love, and for breath, “Tis a
race for life to the jaws of death.”12
Upon the island of Java there is a remarkable valley of death. It is literally strewed with the
bones and skulls and skeletons of innumerable dead animals and creeping things. In the
due season, giant turtles, five foot by three in diameter, travel up through it from the sea, to
lay their eggs. En-route, they are set upon by packs of wild dogs and these dogs roll the
turtles upon their backs and then devour them alive, by tearing out their unprotected
entrails. When the dogs are gorged, they in their turn, fall an easy prey to ambushing
tigers. Then hunters kill these tigers for their variegated skins. Rank grass springs up after
the rainy season, through the skulls and bones that litter this tropical golgotha and droves
of cattle gather there to fatten. Again the cattle are hunted for their hides, horns, and flesh,
and their bones are also left where they fall, to manure the valley and prepare it for new
generations of hunters and hunted. Such is in miniature, a picture of the everyday world as
it actually is. All living beings are pursuing and — being pursued.
Woe unto those that stumble! Woe unto Ye who fall!
They who accept the “Equality, Faith, Hope, and Charity” ideal, in any shape or form
whatever, interpret the facts of mortal life as they are not — as they have ever been, as they
can never be. Indeed when the animal world becomes ‘moralized’ and ‘equalized’ it will be
extinct. No doubt when contemplating the dark side of all this, Pascal was impelled to write
with superstitious medieval diapason: — ‘I am affrighted like a man who in his sleep has
been carried unto some horrible desert island, and there awakes, not knowing where he is,
nor how he shall escape.’
Degenerates only are thus affrighted at the tragic majesty of their surroundings.
If this struggle is ordained of us, why not enter into it with kingly courage, with dauntless
delight? Why not go forward, daring all things, to conquer or to die?
Is it not better to perish than to serve? “Liberty or death” is NOT a meaningless phrase. No!
it is of tremendous import to those who — comprehend.
What is death that it should make cowards of us all? What is life that it should be valued so
highly? There are worse things than death and among them is a life of dishonor. All men
lead dishonorable lives who serve a master with hand or brain.
12 P. Luftig. — “Bulletin,” Australia.
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Life itself is but a spark in the gloom that flashes out and disappears. Why therefore not
make the most of it here and now — Here and Now!
There is no “heaven of glory bright,” and no hell where sinners roast. There is no Right,
there is no wrong — nor God — nor Son — nor Ghost.
Death endeth all for every man,
For every “son of thunder:”
Then be a Lion in the path;
And don’t be trampled under.
For us there is no rest — no Kingdom of Indolence, either on this earth or beyond the skies
— no Isles of the Blest — no Elysian Fields — no garden of the Hesperides. No! No! All
these magical legends are but fanciful waking dreams — “fiction of mortals of yore.”
Here and NOW is our day of torment! Here and NOW is our day of joy! Here and NOW is our
Opportunity — to eat or to be eaten — to be lion or Lamb! Here and NOW it is war to the
knife — no escape — no retreat. Choose ye this day, this hour, for no Redeemer liveth!
Every attempt made to organize the Future must necessarily collapse. The present is our
Domain and or chief duty is to take immediate possession thereof upon strict business
Strive therefore against them that strive against you, and war against them that war
against thine. Lay hold of shield and buckler or their equivalents, stand up! Be a Terrible
one in thine own defense. Raise up also the Clenched Hand and stop the way of them that
would persecute you. Say unto thine own heart and soul: “I, even I, am mine own
Let them be hurled back to confusion and infamy, who devise thine undoing. Let them be
as chaff before the cyclone and let the Angel of Death pursue them, nay overtake them. In a
pit, they have hidden a trap for THY feet: into that very destruction let them fall. Then,
exultant, “sound the loud timbrel.” Rejoice! Rejoice! in thine own salvation. Then all thy
bones shall say pridefully “who is like unto me?” — Have I not delivered myself by mine
own brain? Have I not been too strong for mine adversaries? — Have I not spoiled them
that would have spoiled me.
This circling planet-ball is no navel-contemplating Nirvana, but rather a vast whirling star-lit
Valhalla, where victorious battlers quaff the foaming hearts-blood of their
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smashed-up adversaries, from the scooped out skull goblets of the slain in never-ending
And behold it is good! It is good! It is very good!
“Blending in bloody strife, Throat to
throat, life for life; Struggles the
human still.”
And in that invigorating struggle strength is renewable. Fitness to reign, propagate and
possess, can there alone be tested with mathematical precision (in nature’s majestic
Judgment Hall), that is to say on the plains of Conquest where foeman look into foeman’s
eye and death lurks, like a ravenous leopard, in every bush.
They who claim Mastership on any other basis than conquest are Upstarts, Usurpers and ought
therefore to be deposed without pity, and without mercy in accordance with the cosmic decree
of ethnic displacement. Death I say! — Death! to ev [op cit]
Life is a duel and only the Fittest can possibly hope to succeed. If you would Survive O
reader! (in the highest meaning of that word) go to, and put some splendor in your deeds.
Beware of false philosophies that equalize YOU with slavelings and dastards! Beware of
fattened priestlings and tax-collecting statesmen!
Beware the tongue that is smoothly hung, and never forget for one moment, that your greatest
enemies upon earth, are those crafty courtiers who eloquently, cunningly flatter you, that they
may first win your heart, and then skin you alive. The modern Mephistopheles is the soft-toned
preacher in his pulpit — the editorial sophist in his net-work of lies, — the political crocodile
on his “planks” and his platforms.”
A trinity of hell-hounds are they! Oh! Would that they had but one neck and I was —
Judge Lynch!
America! America! in spite of all the surreptitious bonds that in thy sleep have been laid
upon thee yet pregnant thy womb is with men of Nerve — men of Valor — men of Might.
Lo! the hour approacheth when in dire travail thou shalt give birth unto Thunderbolts, and
Joves to handle them.
Behold that time cometh! Nay, it is at hand! But it will not be a period of pure delight. No!
No! — it will be a day of wrath, a dreadful day — a day of Judgement, Tribulation,
And Democracy! Democracy! thou leprous thing! — thou loathsome disease! — thou plastic
demon! — thou murderer of man! Many nations have bowed down to thy
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infection, and perished from off the earth, but America! America! shall wipe thee out, —
thou blight-some malady — thou human rinderpest!
Verily! Verily! a new nobility shall be born unto thee O America! — a breed of Terrible
Commanders! — of Grim Destroyers — A nobility unpurchasable with the minted tokens
of money-changers — a nobility of Valor, of Power and of Might — a nobility honourable,
clear-sighted, clean-skinned, UNCONQUERABLE..
* * *
Through the future shines the sun of splendid struggle. Heroic Natures there lead on, as
they led at Illion. The Natural Man steps forth once more in all his daring grandeur,
Smashing unclean Idols, defying Gods and Laws and slave-made Morals.
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How did government of man by man originate?
By force of arms. Victors became rulers.
But among US government force is abolished?
That is a popular delusion. It is stronger than ever.
How is it that we do not see it clearly?
No need of compulsion with inferiors ever eager to obey.
How can the Mastership of man be destroyed?
It can never be destroyed. It is essential.
But for one man to reign over another is wrong?
What is ‘wrong’? The Strong can do as they please.
Who are the ‘Strong’?
They who conquer. They who take the spoil and camp on the battlefield. All life is a
How did subjectiveness originate?
The first slave was a defeated fighter, afterwards tamed by hunger and blows. His
descendants being born and trained to submissiveness are more tractable. All the Servile
Classes are posterity of beaten battlers.
Then vassalage still flourishes as of yore?
Certainly. In the pitiless strife for existence, all weaklings and feeble-minded persons are
justly subordinated.
But we are taught ‘all men are created equal’?
You are taught many a diplomatic Lie.
How can a slave recover his liberty?
By re-conquering his conqueror. If he feels that he not man enough then he MUST submit,
cut his own throat, or die fighting unsubdued.
But freedom may be granted to him? ‘Freedom cannot
be granted, it must be taken’.
Then Strife is perpetual, inevitable, nay, glorious?
Yes! It is intended as an ordeal, a trial by combat. It unmistakably divides the guilty from
the non-guilty.
But that is a harsh philosophy?
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Nature is harsh, cruel, merciless to all unlovely things. Her smile is only for the
Courageous, the Strong, the Beautiful and the All-Daring.
You have no comfort for the ‘poor and lowly’, the ‘innocent ones’, the ‘downtrodden’? The
poor and lowly are a creeping pestilence — there are no innocent ones, and the downtrodden
are the justly damned — sinners in a hell they’ve made.
You praise the Strong, you glorify the Mighty ones?
I do. They are Natures noblemen. In them she delights: the All-Vanquishers! the Dauntless
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It has taken countless evolutionary epochs to make man what he is, the most ferocious
hirsute beast of prey that inhabits the caverns and jungles of earth.
Can his osseous mechanism and pathological instincts be summarily extinguished or
reversed, merely by connecting him, per an electric wire, laid through the sewers of Rome,
to the feeble dynamos of Bethlehem, and Tarsus? Can his structural anatomy, intended for
conflict and slaughter, be transformed in a day, a year, or even in “a million, million of
To overmaster and devour his neighbor, in the reasoned effort to obtain food and booty, land,
love, renown and gold is bred into the very marrow of his bones. Therefore all efforts made by
Reformers and Messiahs, to transfigure him into a “lamb” are fore-ordained to fathomless
failure. Indeed it would be much more reasonable of them, to attempt the transfiguration of a
grizzly bear into a parlor poodle or propose the transformation of a bald-headed eagle into a
gently cooing turtle-dove.
Nearly all the prophetic demi-gods of Democracy from Paul and Isaiah to Carlyle and Ruskin, have
ever been madly screeching by the roadside, vainly endeavoring to stay the march! march! march!
of a world of bannered armies; striding grimly, sternly by. What are these howling prophets of Evil
but dogs eloquently baying at the moon? “Right wheel there! Right wheel! Turn back! Turn back!
You are going to the devil!” is there resounding ear-splitting chorus. But the human flood sweeps
on silently, scornfully, confident, inspired as it were by some over-mastering instinct. “We may be
going to the devil,” is the unspoken retort of these thundering legionaries — these Nations “but
even so! is not the Devil honest — the Destroyer of Deception! — the Disobedient One?”
Can you lasso the stars with a green-hide lariat? Can you block the march of Might with
magnificent howls of declamatory despair? No! No! Skyward or hellward, man moves on and
on and on. If there are barricades in his way, he must surmount them or blast them aside. If
there are Wild Beasts ready to spring upon him, he must destroy them or they will destroy him.
If the highroad leads though hells, then those infernos must be besieged, assailed and taken
possession of — aye, even if their present monarchs have to be rooted-out with weapons as
demoniac and deadly as their own.
This world is too peaceful, too acquiescent, too tame. It is a circumcised world. Nay! — a
castrated world! It must be made fiercer, before it can become grander and better and —
more natural.
Fools indeed are they who would arrest the unfolding process with “humanitarian” Cagliostroism,
and “rescue the perishing” mummery. Maniacs are they who would ward off the suns blazing rays
from withering souls or the blighting frosts of winter from hearts that are already broken. For, I
doubt not, through the ages, one tremendous purpose runs;
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and maturing crops are ripened with the process of the suns — to be sickled down,
threshed and rolled away.
Undoubtedly the Black Magic of the Christ Myth, combined with the subterranean sorcery of
medieval sacredotalism HAS partially succeeded, not only in sapping individual initiative, but
also in suppressing in our Race many of its ancestral leonine traits and superb Barbarian
Virtues. But as yet, it has not wholly triumphed in its emasculating necromancy. No! it has not
transfigured us ALL into teams of contented oxen and bunches of earmarked sheep, although
that is its final hope. There ARE SOME of the grand old stock, left alive. Few indeed are they
amidst a world of slaves and swine.
The lion is still the lion, although his teeth have been most foully filed down by abominable
moral codes; his skin made scrofulous with the mange and leprosy of caged peacefulness —
his paws fettered by links of slave-voted statutes and an iron collar of State Officialism
wound around his regal neck.
Someday, sometime, he is destines to break through the vile bonds that have been cunningly
laid on him, escape from the wasting decline that originates from unnatural confinement and
regain once more his primitive freedom of Action. The treacherous legislators and illustrious
statesmen, who are now so eager to teach him the method of growing wool like sheep and how
to fit his battle-scarred shoulders to a horse collar, may then be sorry and sad (if they have
time) — for he will probably chew them up.
Great and powerful governments, Commanding Peace, come into existence ONLY in ages of
decadence; when nations are on the downward grade. If the human animal lives a natural,
cleanly life, out on the plains and forests, away, where oceans rollers crash along the shore, or
on the banks of the pouring rivers he requires no police-force to “protect” him — no usurious
Jew to rob him of his harvests — no tax-gathering legislators to vote away his property, and no
‘priests of the Idol’ to “save” his soul.
It is false standards of morality that debase and enfeeble individuals, tribes and nations.
First, in obedience to some sovereign code, they lose their hardihood and increase their
numbers. Then that ALL may live, they become laborious, submissive to Regulations; and
finally — with Death held up by priestcraft as a fearsome Terror, all personal valor fades
away. Thus nations of spaniels are manufactured.
The normal man is the man that loves and feasts and fights and hunts, the predatory man. The
abnormal man is he that toils for a master, half-starves, and “thinks” — the Christly dog. The
first is a perfect animal; the second, a perfect — monster.
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Every belief that makes a duty of humility — that inspires a people with “moral” courage
only, enervates their fiber, corrupts their spirit, and prepares them first for thralldom and
then for — throttling.
It is not possible to conceive of Grand Life without incessant rivalry, perpetual warfare and
the implacable hunting of man by man.
Terror, torture, agony and the wholesale destruction of feeble and worn out types, must
mark in future, as in the past, every step forward, or backward in evolution, homo-culture
and racial displacement.
The soil of every nation is an arena, a stamping ground, where only the most vigorous
ANIMALS may hope to hold their own. What is all history but the epic of a colossal campaign, the
final Armageddon of which is never likely to be fought, because, when men cease to fight —
they cease to be — Men.
This old earth is strewn to the very mountain-tops with the fleshless skulls and rain
bleached bones of perished combatants in countless myriads.
Every square foot, every inch, of soil contains its — man.
The evolution (or de-evolution) of mankind demands the perpetual transfiguration of one man
into another, continuous re-incarnation, eternal re-birth and re-construction. Scientifically
considered, the “resurrection of the dead” is not an illusion. Every living organism is formed
from the decomposed essence of pre-existent organisms. The “man” of to-day is actually built
out of the grave-mould of his prototypes; perhaps of ages long forgotten. Thus, without death
there could be no birth-material; and without conflict, fierce and deadly, there could be no
But to individuals foolishly trained to bewail their fate, all these commonplace facts are
“When we solemnly look upon this perpetual conflict,” writes Schelling with true
theocratic pessimism, “it fills us with shuddering sorrow, and with boundless alarm — but
how can we help it? Hence the veil of sadness that is spread over all nature, the deep
indestructible melancholy of all life.”
Like many other philosophers, deceived by appearances, Schelling fancies savage and
dreadful that which is pure, mischievous that which is preservative, and calamitous that
which is benign.
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The flow of Destruction is as natural and as needful as the flow of water. No human
ingenuity can destroy the Immolation of Man, nor prevent the shedding of blood — and
why should it?
Majestic Nature continues on her tragic way serenely, caring naught for the wails of the
agonized and panic-stricken nor the protests of defeat; but smiling sadly, proudly (yet
somewhat disdainfully in her passing stride) at the victor’s fierce Hurrah. She loves the
writhing of sword-blades — the rending of tradition, the crunching of bones, and the flap
of shredded shot-torn banners, streaming out savagely (in the night, in the day), over the
battle-weary, the mangled dying and the swollen dead. Christs may come and Christs may
go, but Cæsar lives for ever.
Deep, permanent, and abiding is the elemental antagonism between the Sociology of “the
Man of Nazareth” and the imprescriptible Laws of the Universe. They are as fire and
water to each other — irreconcilable. Indeed our planetary system itself shall melt with
fervent heat ere the Galilean’s philosophy can conquer.
No human being can ever hope to attain “the perfectibility that is in Christ.” So long as we
remain animals, we shall be dominated by animal wants and animal passions and animal
Undoubtedly the Messiah ideal is unattainable, hopeless, and especially so upon its
reformatory side. However the world loves to be deceived by some ghastly delusion and
that is the reason perhaps, that it has taken to its bosom this rustic fable; this Gospel of
Ineffectuality — this Evangel of Darkness — this Dream of an Israelite slave. “When the
Assyrians and after them the Medes and Persians” writes Tacitus, “were masters of the
Oriental world, the Jews of all nations, then held in subjection, were deemed the most
contemptible.” Christ was a pariah Jew.
Among virile conquering tribes, the Ideal Man is ever the all-daring Jove, the splendid
Apollo, the self-reliant Achilles, or the Constructive Genius. It is only in centuries of dotage
— in ages of cankersome down-going and nervous disease, that the Model Man becomes a
Christ. The Model Man of out forefathers was Odin, a War Lord, but our Ideal Man is a
weeping, horsewhipped Jew.13 A Jew for a God!
The deities of the Greeks and Vikings, Goths and Romans, were all (originally) mightymen-of-valor,
or virile women of surpassing beauty, afterwards held up (before their
warlike posterity) as splendid examples of natural nobility, conscious power, daring
courage, shrewdness, sexual vigor and boundless strength of character. The gods and
heroes of antiquity spent their vital force in the destruction of monsters, in the seizure of
new hunting-grounds, in the slaughtering of tyrants and in the breeding of unconquerable
But Christ! the God of Christendom! the Divine Exemplar! ‘that Majestic Figure!’ What
godlike deed did he ever do? What unconquerable sons did he beget?
13 ‘Taunts and blows the portion of the slave.’ Macauley.
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If the “first principles of Christianity” should, by an unforeseen miracle triumph in the
elemental conflict that is approaching, assuredly the Anglo-Saxon is played-out, his days
numbered, his dominion ended, his sepulchre prepared. Multitudinous multiplication of
Unfit Millions (broods of strumous semi-idiots) must then proceed through dreary, barren,
brain-paralyzing centuries, winding up perhaps in a blast of pestilential plague — a Black
The “dead and alive” conditions of the “Celestial” Empire will then be applied to this
Western World and under the thin disguise of “Advancement,” “Progress” and
“Civilization,” an atmosphere of excruciating torture must be artificially created, hostile to
all but degenerative forces as in China. In the name of “goodness,” “righteousness,” and
“morality,” Woe shall be poured out upon our Seed, as it has already been poured out on
the rotten Swarms of the Orient.
Congenital enfeeblement of body, together with organic degeneracy of mind, must then go
on and on, at an ever accelerating ratio, until our posterity may end (as Darwin imagined
WE began) by becoming chattering apes, without sense enough to light a fire, crack a
cocoanut or swing by their tails.
Behold the modern man! this “heir of all the ages — in the foremost ranks of time!” His sight, taste,
smell and hearing are all notoriously defective. He can harness thunderbolts, but the unerring
instinct of a carrier-pigeon is beyond him. His brain has become an over-heated thinking engine,
but he may not read the DAILY MORNING LIAR — without spectacles. He “understands” more
things (or thinks he does) but if suddenly removed from his artificial environment, he would perish
as helplessly as the Babes-in-the-Wood. He can gauge sound-waves; photograph broken bones;
construct gigantic iron monsters; whisper across miles of copper wire; but when the pointer-dog
sniffs the hidden pheasant from afar off, this erudite Bundle-of-Nerves looks on in blank
amazement. The fact is that the civilized man is gradually “losing his senses.” If he continues to
“progress” at the existing rate, in a comparatively little while, he will have no smell, no sight, no
“Direr visions worse foreboding Glare
upon me through the gloom!
Europe’s smoke-cloud sinks, corroding On the
land, in noisome fume;…
…Showering down like rain of ashes, On the
Cities of God’s doom…
…Bustling smug, a pigmy pack, Plucks its
prey from ores embraces; Walks with
crooked soul and back: Glares like dwarfs
with greedy eyes, For the golden glittering
14 Henrick Ibsen. — Adapted in the translating.
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It is good for a degraded people to be utterly consumed.
In the department of Natural History, it is axiomatic that all kinds of living beings, from
protozoa to man; subsist and propagate, through and by the destruction of feebler
competitors, belonging to the same species or to kindred species.
Thus the big fish eat the little fish — the big trees (by absorbing and monopolizing the
nutriment) “eat up” the little trees — the strong animals eat the weak animals and so on
— ad infinitum.
Man is no exception. Conquering and masterful nations have ever been ravenous devourers
of flesh-food; and most of them have also been man-eaters. The slaughter-houses of
Christendom reek with the dying effluvia of millions and millions of butchered brutes; that
man — the King of Animals — may day by day eat flesh, drink blood and gnaw bones.
Even cannibalism is not extinct in far lands, nor quite unknown in the centers of our
proudest civilizations. With the first great revolutionary cataclysm, its revival upon a
gigantic scale is not an improbability.
During the eleventh century, man’s flesh was cooked, sold and eaten in England, and
Englishmen may again revert to anthropophagy, if ever their imported food supplies should be
suddenly and entirely cut off; either by convulsions of nature or acts of war. Ship-wrecked
crews have repeatedly saved themselves by casting lots and devouring some of their number:
and shipwrecked nations (loaded up to the hatches with seething cargos of festering useless
nondescripts), may yet be driven to do the same.
Innumerable are the folk-lore legends, relating to ancient and modern man-eaters. Formal
human sacrifices upon the Alters of Idols are quite common. In Mexico and Ancient
Britain, prelates butchered their victims (generally young virgins) in public, amid the
acclaim of musical instruments, the chanting of beautiful liturgies, and the hosanna shouts
of the mob.
The modern prelate does not employ the rude smoking gully-knife, but uses other weapons,
ten times more keen and more destructive. For every human sacrifice ‘offered-up’ in olden
times, millions are offered now.
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Professor Huxley pictorially describes an African butcher’s shop, where human steaks,
roasts and sirloins, were systematically retailed.
Josephus tells us of mothers who ate their own infants during the last siege of Jerusalem,
and in many later sieges human flesh has been consumed.
Oriental traditions record of King Richard Lion Heart, that once upon a time when
presiding at a feast of moslem heads, he remarked with grim matter-of-factness ‘one roast
Saracen made good entertainment for nine or ten of my good Christian men.’ An English
Crusading rhymer is even proud of this:—
“King Richard shall warrant, There is
no flesh so nourissant, Unto an English
partridge, plover, heron, ne swan, Cow,
ne ox, sheep, ne swine,
As the (roast) head of a Sarazan.”
Very intelligent New Zealand aboriginals may still be found, who describe with much
apparent gusto, how (in comparatively recent dates) they satiated their ravenous hunger,
by banqueting all night upon the grilled flesh of foemen they had tomahawked during the
day. Neither is it uncommon to hear tattooed old veterans, tell how war-captives were
penned up like cattle and fattened upon each other, until required for the tribal oven
(formed of red-hot stones, paved into an oval hollow in the ground): — how then the fattest
were selected one by one, taken out, systematically bled, disemboweled and hung up by the
heels on neighboring trees; just as sheep, swine, and cattle are exposed for sale, in our own
abattoirs and meat-markets. The Maoris also have a tradition, that if a man kills and eats
his enemy, he by doing so, absorbs all the dead man’s vitality, strength, and courage.
In the nascent Colony of New Zealand, missionaries, soldiers, whalers and pioneers were often
cooked and eaten; but by a general consensus of epicurean opinion the ‘Pakeha’s’ flesh was voted
bad form, principally because it was ‘too tough and too salty.’
During the War on Secession, Northern infantry-men accidentally imprisoned in a
Virginian mine, devoured each other one at a time; the last man (John Ewing) dying of
hunger, and leaving a written record of the facts, sealed up in a flask.
The story of Sawny Bean is well known, and the classical legends of the Cyclops, the
Giants, the Phalaris Bull, the Moloch holocausts and Homer’s Polyphemus.
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Anthropophagy has been practiced in Australia, both by whites and blackfellows. In New Guinea
and portions of Africa, man-eating is quite an ordinary custom to this hour. Marcus Clarke
describes how Gabbet, an English-born Botany Bay convict, induced his prison comrades to escape
with him (into the bush), in order that he might have a holiday and a feast, picking their succulent
bones and sucking out the marrow thereof.
All over continental Europe there is a popular superstition that Jew Rabbis steal and
murder Christian infants and maidens, in order to use the blood on the door-lintels, at
Passover and other ceremonials.
A similar charge was brought against the early Christians, and even PROVED in the Imperial
Law Courts, if we are to judge by the verdicts.
Human fat is regularly retailed in modern drug stores and human heads are even now a
marketable commodity in the South Seas. There are also mystic brotherhoods in our midst,
whose initiates pledge fidelity, and obligate themselves to life-long secrecy, by drinking
blood out of a skull, over emblems of violent death — with daggers pointed at their throats.
The foundation stones of many famous buildings, palaces, castles, temples, and
monuments, have been emblematically laid upon the living body of a man — the Kremlin
for example.
Is not the Communion Service allegorical anthropophagy? Is it not a pious periodical
cannibal feast in more ways than one? Does not the wine symbolize human blood, and the
wafers typify human flesh?
Metaphorically considered, every trading Christian State is a meat market, wherein the
flesh, bones, and blood not only of men, but of women and little children are bought and
sold daily — “offered up” nominally for the “Love of God” really for the Love of Dollars.
Atrocities of the most revolting description are of daily, hourly occurrence, not only in
Turkey and Siam, but in New York and Chicago; not only in Cuba and Port Arthur, but in
London, Madrid, and Paris; not only in Mashonaland, and on the Congo, but in St.
Petersburg and Berlin. Men, women, and little children are being everywhere starved
slowly to the grave, worked till they fall down, driven insane by legislation, and even
tortured to death, inch by inch.
Great financial corporations (backed by the State) directed mostly by Hebrews, literally
coin Great Empires into golden dividends: and upon the share lists of mortgage banks and
man-devouring institutions generally, may be found the names of bishops, popes,
preachers, generals, governors, statesmen — and other human Carnivores by the
thousand. He who doubts should look up the official share registers, and behold the long
rows of adorable names belonging to High Priests, Philanthropists and Rulers, appearing
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Cannibalism was practiced in Ancient Greece at the period of highest culture. Herodotus
describes Asian feasts where man’s flesh was the chief dish: and down to the Thirteenth
Century the Tibetans were in the habit of making their parents into broth.
There are confraternaties still in existence, into which no one is ever admitted until he has
killed a man. Among the Dyaks (as among our own ancestors) a youth is never considered a
full-grown person capable of founding a home until he has slain at least one enemy in
battle. The Thugs of India (a religious sect) brought the science of holy murder, by
strategic violence, to such a pitch of perfection that they have never been surpassed — not
even by Grant or Moltke.
The Kinderawas of India, make a regular practice of eating all their diseased, useless,
senile, and decrepit relations: just as packs of wolves fall upon any of their number that is
seriously wounded in foray.
In portions of Sumatra, law-breakers are neither imprisoned nor electrocuted, but actually carved
up and eaten alive — piece by piece. The Capanagugas of South America make of their own
stomachs the sepulchre of their dead relatives. A funeral with them is a banquet
— the collation being a corpse. The Terra Del Fuegans throttle and eat all very old women.
The Monbuttas of Central Africa carry on aggressive wars to capture flesh food. They also
dry human flitches in the sun and smoke them for export.
During the Tae Ping rebellion, Chinese soldiers (under General Gordon) were in the habit
of cutting out and devouring the hearts of their dead enemies (on the battle-field) like the
Maoris and Britons.
Mistresses were specially kept by opulent ancient Peruvians, to breed sucklings — for the table.
When these women became too old for child-bearing, they were likewise cast into the pot, as
useless encumbrances. In 1782 more than forty gypsies were executed in Austria, upon a
proved charge of cannibalism. The case of the herdsman Goldsmidt, must not be forgotten; not
the gruesome London legends, regarding sausages being manufactured out of dead cats, dead
dogs, dead paupers, and murdered sailors.
The Ancient Scandinavians, Teutons, Celts, (vide St. Jerome), Sythians, Mongols,
Sarmatians, Canaanites, Goths, and Huns were all anthropophagy.
Indeed the detailed facts of how men have tortured each other for pleasure, revenge, or profit,
would fill 10, 000 volumes. No man in his lifetime could read or comprehend all the horrors
that have been perpetrated say in the Tower of London, the Paris Bastille, the Spanish
Inquisition, the Rhine Castle Dungeons, by the Bridge of Sighs, the Bosphorous, or in the
prison-hells of Chicago, Newgate, Mazas, Siberia, Sing Sing, New Caledonia, Botany Bay or
Van Dieman’s Land. The cold-blooded cruelty of man to man, surpasses anything that poetcranks
could conceive of, as happening in hell.
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Cannibalism undoubtedly originated amid over-crowded populations in some pre-historic
age. Among moderns (civilized and savage) it merely exists as a survival of social conditions
which have long since passed away. At some former era of the world’s profoundly
mysterious history, men-animals increased in swarming myriads as they are doing now;
until at last on the surface of the soil there was scarcely standing room for all. Then the air
became laden with the reeking effluvia of their strumous bodies, leprosy, poisoning the
wells and rivers, and transforming Babylons into charnel houses and tombs. The rearing of
tame cattle for food in such an environment, probably became too expensive and
cumbersome. Perhaps even the cattle would also be swept away by some blight or
rinderpest. Under such horrible circumstances, survivors might from necessity resort to
anthropophagy. Gradually the new habit would grow upon them and become a settled
The segmental fragments of pre-historic civilizations are — the Cannibal Savages of to-day —
the savages that we are displacing, pushing aside in order that we may enslave them and repeat
over again the same weary old round of growth, power and decay.
Shiploads of dead soldiers, dug out of old battle-fields, possess a regular commercial value.
They are imported into England, to be chemically treated and manufactured into fertilizers for
enriching exhausted wheat fields. Human hair commands a steady sale, and “cadavers” may be
bought for dissection, in any great city for a dollar, C.O.D.
The tanning of human skins for glove-making and book-binding (Meudon!) is an old
established industry.
The transfusion of blood from animals into human veins, and from healthy humans into
unhealthy ones (for a price), is regularly practiced by medical men. The grafting of flesh,
bone, and skin, has also been successfully performed.
American sheriffs and detectives hunt down tramps and criminals with specially trained
bloodhounds, just as Russians hunt wolves, and sheepfarmers hunt coyotes and dingos. It is nowise
unusual for Negros to be first captured, then chained to a stake, flayed alive, soaked in kerosene,
and burnt to death amid exultant shrieks of corybantic delight.
Roman Senators fattened their lampreys and eels upon the drowned bodies of old worn out
slaves, and patrician maids and matrons (with uplifted thumb) sent many a gladiator to
kingdom come. For innate cruelty of deed, no animal can surpass woman.
In Mohammedan Europe, boys are unsexed by the lancet, that they may thereafter be more
safely employed as harem-attendants and in Christian Europe “eunuchs are made and
trained and priced, to sing the praise of a risen Christ.”
Young girls are nightly bought and sold for currency, like horses and hogs, at the street
corners: and upon the profits of licensed polyandry “pillars of the church” become
millionaires. Even the salaries of fulminating evangelists are paid out of Rahab’s rent.
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Baths of human blood are not unknown to students of history: and Jack the Ripper, with
his letters written in harlots’ blood; enclosing pieces of fried woman’s liver to the London
Chief of Police, is certainly not a fabulous ancient legend.
Is this the record of a breed of “dearly beloved brethren”? What hollow mockery these
holy phrases are, to be sure? — The Brotherhood of man! Ha!Ha! The Brotherhood of
Devils rather!
Allegorically speaking the clothes we wear — the houses we live in — the food we eat
— the books we read, have been carved (by force) out of other men’s bones and flesh.
Literally they are the hides, sinews, flesh, pulp, and outer woolen covering of captive
animals, transmuted by human slavery into garments, lumber, implements, thoughts,
shoes, and daily dinners. Indeed man’s tushes are against all other animate beings
whatsoever; and in turn, their fangs are against him. So it goes on, and on, and on, as
merrily as marriage bells. Viæ Victus! And behold, it is good! This world is no Nirvana,
where peaceful pleasure flows. It is a gruesome butcher-shop, where slain men hang in
From the scientific point of view, it is but a single step from the eating of captive cattle,
horses, sheep, hares, rabbits, deer, hogs, etc. to the eating of captive men.
It may grate upon unstrung nerves to be harshly told these gruesome facts in straight
language. However, calm sensible readers must unreservedly admit that Man is not a
pretty, harmless little cherub; not even a “lamb,” but the fiercest of all the vertebrates. He
is the fighting, roving, pillaging, lusting, cannibalistic animal, par excellence — the King of
the Great Carnivore. When HE takes his walks abroad, the “wild beasts” of the field and
the birds of the air, even the most courageous of them, are stricken dumb. Shuddering they
fly from his shadow (or his odor down the wind) hiding in trembling and quaking with
It is man’s destructive energy — not his altruism; that makes him absolute monarch of all
he surveys; and yet, how feeble he is if compared to the powers of Nature that gave him
being? No other beast will stand and face him, except it cannot run away — not even a
snake, a tiger, or a wolf.
Structurally, men are fashioned for purposes of inflicting and suffering pain. Every human
anatomy is an elaborate nerve and bone infernal machine — a kind of breathing,
perambulating Juggernaut — a superb engine of lethal immolation that automatically
stokes its furnace fires with its victims.
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Men rush upon each other (or upon their prey) with hoarse war-shouts and bloodshot eyes,
as prowling beasts of the deserts and jungles do. Man banquets upon his quarry with
greediness, snarling, and growling with ferocious triumphant delight, just like unto wolves:
but HE loves to act the hypocrite — turn up the whites of his protesting eyes to ‘heaven’ —
weep crocodile tears over his mangled, bleeding, and palpitating carrion. How exultantly
he lilts his Te Deum, his Kyrie Eleison, his Et in terra pax, his Glorias, and his Alleluia’s;
while with blood-clotted jaw and distended paunch he licks his gaping wounds?
As the painted Redskin chants his vengeful ghost-song; so the furious Paleface whoops his
double-leaded editorial. As the hungry lion roars at midnight o African karoo, or in Himalayan
jungle; so the piratical Anglo-Tueton roars his ‘Battle Hymn of the Republic’ his Brittania
Rules the Waves,’ or his ‘Watch by the Rhine.’ Exactly as the Moslem fanatic yells “Allah
Akbar,” while slicing up hated “Christian dogs,” so the vicious Englishman thunders forth his
“Hip, Hip, Hurrah!” while driving and elegant bayonet-dagger into the liver of “wicked
heathens;” whose property he thereafter annexes — as a matter of course; for “business is
business, don’t you know.”
Man’s anatomy, external and internal; his eyes, his teeth, his muscles, his blood, his
viscera, his brain, his vertebra; all speak of fighting, passion, aggressiveness, violence, and
prideful egoism.
Even the component elements of a human body are themselves in a constant state of
internecine warfare. Our bony framework and pulsating tissues, are vast campaigning
grounds; whereon microscopical animal-culæ in countless myriads, fight out their
ephemeral lives, as we ourselves do — with tooth and claw. When one swarm of microbes,
germs, or spores, conquer (in the struggle for sustenance) disease, or death supervenes to
us, as the case may be. When rival hosts vanquish, then our flesh, nerves, bones, and blood
become THEIR happy hunting grounds, and our health returns — at least until the bacillibattalions
have finally eaten us out: or they have been, themselves, conquered and
exterminated by fiercer swarms.
It is not improbable that this earth itself is a living breathing organism and that the Tribes
of Man are microbes and bloodsucking vermin (on its outer cuticle) imagining themselves
“the whole thing.” Just as itch-creating parasites burrow into our own hide, so (in our
turn) we may be unpleasant parasites, burrowing in the hide of some nobler and grander
From youth to hoary age, man takes an instinctive delight in all that pertains to warfare
and the chase.
As a boy he twangs his arrows at the sparrows, trains and loads his toy-cannon, marshals his tin
soldiers, brandishes his wooden sword, fights his mimic battles, builds his snow
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fortifications on the play ground; and the proudest day of his life is that on which he
becomes the proprietor of “a real gun.”
As a full grown citizen he practices homicide with repeating rifle, at moving targets —
slaughters tame pigeons with choke-bore breechloaders — hunts foxes, wolves, bears,
pumas, over mountain and mere — wades up to his neck in swamps to kill teal, and travels
to far lands in search of Big Game and nigger shooting.
The Indian fighters of North America take supreme joyance in slaying red devils; and to
“pot a black-fellow” in Queensland is boasted of round camp-fires under gum trees, as —
“great fun.”
The Cape of Good Hope, Australia, New Zealand, North and South America, have been
made into veritable human shambles and gory hunting grounds, within the memory of
middle-aged men. Indeed the delight which men take in slaying wild animals, is tameness
itself, compared with the exultation they display in hunting, trailing and slaughtering each
Man-hunts were organized systematically in Lacadæmon, when the helots became too
numerous and too restive. It is not improbable that as our own surplus “submerged tenths”
increase in numbers, they may be thinned out by similar battues.
At every meal we rend flesh, scrape bones, suck marrow, and daintily lap blood; just as our
hairy troglodyte progenitors did. The food supply of all Christian nations is composed of the
body and blood — the hides and marrow of BOTH human herds and vast swarms of inferior
brutes, living, dying, dead. The lives of countless hordes of hirelings, are daily being
transmuted into juicy steaks and sirloins; that those who have money may buy and eat thereof.
Not only do we ferociously compete for prey i.e. for subsistence; but we literally eat each other
with voracity, relish, and mutual toleration. Thus properly understood, Darwinism is no very
comforting doctrine for fat men.
Public buildings and frowning fortresses; capitols and prisons; “temples of freedom” and crosscrowned
cathedrals, have (every one of them) been constructed upon exactly the same general
principles whereby the Pyramids of On and the palaces of Nineveh were built — every riveted
girder, every iron transom, every block of concrete, every solid, squared, and polished stone, has
been bedded literally in a dying groan; by the hands of dehumanized and conquered decadents,
insensate, — “of reason void, of reverence full.”
There is nothing immoral, nothing abnormal, in these grim facts. All is in strict harmony
with that cosmic enactment — the Survival of the Strongest.
In the proud language of Germany’s chansonist:—
“The living current through the air is heaving,
Breathing blessings, see them bending;
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Balanced worlds from change defending,
While everywhere diffused is harmony unending.”
Instinctively we understand that the struggle for existence is absolutely needful. We feel
that Nature makes no mistakes, and therefore we accept her dicta BECAUSE WE MUST, not
because it has been eloquently formulated, by sublimated visionaries; or re-echoed, again
and again, by thousands of human microphones.
When not thwarted by artificial contrivances, whatever argument Nature promulgates is
— RIGHT. The further man gets away from Nature, the further he departs from right. To be
right is to be natural, and to be natural is to be right. The sun shines, therefore it is right that it
should shine — the rain falls, therefore it is right that it should fall — the tides ebb and flow,
therefore it is right that they should ebb and flow.
Darwin’s law exists — may be seen in operation — is practicable — of daily demonstration
— therefore it also is right. It is not a dream like “Religion,” it is not an invention like
“Morals;” it is not an assumption like “God.” It is a cosmic Fact, like the sunshine, the
rain, and the tides! Nature does not set up Idols, does not found Superstitions, does not
invent Decalogues. These toys and fetters have been constructed by man, for his own
infinite — damnation.
Neither morals, laws, nor creeds are First Principles, but they may (probably) have their
uses; just as guillotines, and gardeners’ hoes have THEIR uses. They may be convenient
engines for the deletion of Lower Organisms, for extirpating individuals of infantile
intellect. Indeed the secret object of all superstitions possibly is, to provide an ultra-rational
sanction for fraudulent standards of Right and Wrong.
To base a Lie upon a myth, is certainly much safer than to base it on a Reality, for you
cannot run a tape-measure over a Myth.
Christliness, as social quietism, has never been accepted by men of super-eminent strength,
courage, and wisdom. Such men have everywhere regarded the Christ Ideal as a model for
slavish souls ONLY — to be humored for strategic purposes but never practiced by masters,
conquerors, kings. “Don’t do as I DO, but do as I SAY” has ever been the dictum of High
Priests and Rulers — to docile multitudes.
The evolution of sovereignty satisfactorily exhibits this ethical dictatorship, as an historical
common-place. Moral codes, (always and everywhere IMPOSED upon the common people by
“immoral” combinations of cumulative craft) are never obeyed by Ruling Castes.
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If the Masters of Christiandom are to be judged by Moral Codes, by the Common Law, or
by Gospel Injunctions, there is not one ‘moral’ individual among them. Measured by
Religio-Ethical dogmas, they are one and all, an amalgamated Mafia of blackmailers,
confidence-men, thieves, murderers and infidels. AS FAR AS THE CODES ARE CONCERNED,
honesty must undoubtedly be searched for among the dregs of society, rather than among
the elite. But it is essentially unjust to measure the Conquerors of Mankind by fallacious
Christly standards. Christ together with his moral measuring rod, is their subordinate
agent — an effective instrument of State.
Indeed “Moral Principles” are one of the tricks in the game of “dog eat dog;” all are
playing. They are effectively narcotized out of the deal, who fancy themselves “Safe in the
arms of Jesus.”
Never yet has there been a Christian king, a Christian president, a Christian congress, nor a
Christian synod. Of course many prominent celebrities have professed Christianism — for
example: Judas Iscariot, St. Peter, Torquemada, Cromwell, Abraham Lincoln, Napoleon,
Gladstone, and Jabez Spencer Balfour; but only minds paralytic judge of men by professions.
Christian and Ruler are direct contradiction.
The ridiculous ineffectuality of all Gospel Theories, shows that they were only invented as
campaign lies.
Christ explicitly condemns the use of force, and yet all existent nations (without exception) were
founded by unlimited throat-cutting and piracy. The rulers of the world, the directors of
concentrated Power, are not now, and never have been, sad-eyed Saviors
— mournful, immaculate tramp-gods — but masters of majestic violence. To use the
language of Isaiah, not only Zion, but every nation on earth “has been built with blood.”
Nations cannot be built otherwise.
The Romans first appear in history as a gang of banditti — the English as a nest of pirates
— the Germans as a horde of roving freebooters — the Russians as a band of mounted
horse-thieves — the Americans as pious anarchists and nigger stealers — the Australians
as exiled cut-purses — the Turks as Bedouin brigands.
Everywhere symbols of kingship, tribal totems, and insignia of state, speak of Violence,
Defiance and War.
The fasces carried before a Roman Prætor, consisted of an axe for chopping necks, and a bundle of
rods for whipping backs. The Mace of the English parliamentary organization, of which the
American system is an imitative offshoot (“that bauble of Cromwell”) also all Royal Sceptres are
but carved and gilded clubs. Originally both Mace and Sceptre were in daily use for breaking
recalcitrant skulls. They are still emblematic of Legislative
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Authority — and offensive Violence — as much so indeed, as the knotted bludgeon, the
barbed lance, or the greenstone skull-splitter of an orthodox cannibal chief.
National crests are selected, not as a rule from doves, lambs, goats, magpies, and hares; but from
lions, tigers, she-wolves, serpents, dragons, bears, eagles, and the Fighting Man.
In the centers of “our highest civilization,” force is recognized as the underlying principle
of Authority. Between nation and nation it is in constant requisition, as the basis of all
diplomacy, and between contending factions (within the nation) it is often effectively
applied. The policeman’s loaded truncheon, the huzzar’s slicing sabre, and the artillery
company’s field piece, are still the ultimo ration of Order, Liberty, Peace. The maxim-gun
is a development, and a decided improvement upon the old time bludgeon; especially when
dealing with rabid revolutionary masses. One of those beautiful engines and half a dozen
trained men, if supplied with plenty of ammunition, could wipe out in half a day, the
largest mob of would-be insurgents that London, Paris, or Chicago ever saw. “We have
found in most cases that one regiment of regular infantry, is quite capable of managing the
biggest and wildest mob” writes millionaire editor Kohlsaat. Chicago Times-Herald. (13-
When citizens disobey legal “regulations” they are generally interviewed at first, by a bluecoated
“guardian of the Peace,” with an official warrant and a varnished club, who tamely
leads them away to a State dungeon, or indicts them before a State Inquisitor. Behind the
armed police and the suave Judge, stand in threatening array, the whole military and naval
forces of Government and Law.
Law Courts and Thrones are (de facto) built upon bayonets. Likewise all Statutes,
Constitutions, and Moral Codes are written by the Sword. Material Strength is now, and
ever has been, and ever must be, the true basis upon which all political institutions rest. No
other foundation is feasible.
What the sword has established the sword must defend. Symbolic thereof, every emperor
and president, every sultan, king, shah, or savage chief, is proclaimed before drilled legions
and raucous multitudes; amid the fan-fare of battle trumpets — the unsheathing of battlesword
— and the thundering roar of battle-cannon. Two examples, from two continents, —
from two different systems of Government, — may be quoted as sufficient proof of this: —
Sir Edwin Arnold describes the recent Coronation of the Emperor of Russia, an hereditary absolute
monarch: — “Behind and between the royal chairs, stood the new Commander of the silver-eagled
regiment, his saber bared and gleaming.” When cannon volleys, booming across two continents,
from Riga to Vladivostock, announced the final crowning of their Suzerain; 2,000,000 Sclavonian
warriors bared their heads in acknowledgement, clanged their weapons in token of pride, and
swore eternal allegiance.
“Governor John R. Tanner (of Illinois) mounted on a black horse, and wearing a broadrimmed
felt hat, with gold braid and tassel, (also cavalry saber), will ride down
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Pennsylvania Avenue (Washington) at the head of the First Regiment…National Guards, in the
Presidents inaugural…crack Illinois soldiery marching…next the President’s Personal
Escort…Troop A. 8th. Infantry…Along with the regiment will go the gun corps and the gatling guns
that did service…during the Deb’s insurrection.” The President of these United States, an elective
Monarch, is a Commander-in Chief of the federal armed forces: and possesses more administrative
authority than any Asiatic despot.
Every military and naval officer in England, receives his commission direct from the
Queen. Until recently it was customary at Coronation ceremonials for an hereditary
Champion (armed cap-a-pie) to ride out into the courtyard and there, before assembled
commoners, knights, nobles, generals; officially challenge to personal encounter, anyone
who dared to even question the royal titles.
European land-title deeds may be (in every instance) traced back to military and kingly power.
In all the English colonies, waste lands are occupied and cleared, under “Crown grants.” The
same principle prevails in this Republic and among all savage tribes.
By force all things that exist are evolved, maintained and perpetuated. Force aggregates
and separates the atoms that go to make up this cosmic universe of mind and matter. It
integrates them into forms, organic and inorganic. It disintegrates them again and again. It
builds up and pulls down, without the slightest respect to man’s wishes or desires. It
theorizes, creates, constructs, annihilates, attacks, and repels. It is literally in all, through
all, and OVER all.
Even the undulatory migration of races, that now proceeds (over sea and continent) in great
animalistic waves, as it did in the days of Akbar and Tamerlane, is also the vibrations of force,
acting through human media. It is the incarnate pulsations of Power.
Antiquarian delvings in America, Europe, Africa, Asia, and the Islands of the Sea
corroborate the written annals, folk-lore, and legends of tribes and nations. The past of this
pendant ball, is one long awe-inspiring chronicle of cannibalisms, invasions, ravishments,
cataclysms, “battle, murder, and sudden death.”
The surface of the soil is a lethal chamber — the bottom of the sea a charnel house. Both
are littered from pole to pole with the ruins of forgotten “civilizations” that men and
nature have delighted to destroy. Everywhere and always the debilitated have perished,
everywhere and ALWAYS the mightiest have won. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever
shall be, Power, Slavery, Pain , Joyance, side by side.
Races of Helots are never wanting! See to it that you Men, that you breed fighters! See to it that you
train them too! “The harper is not made otherwise than by harping” nor the warrior otherwise
than by war. Let muscle force be pitted against muscle force, brain
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power against brain power and let winners wear the laurel and losers wear the rasping
sackcloth. Let there be no compromise — no half-hearted philandering — no backing
down but as Darwin commands, let the strongest live and the vilest die.
Black, furious and tragic are the bloody annals of man’s evolution, and there is no rational
evidence upon which to conclude that it shall ever be otherwise — or that it would be wise
for us to attempt the making of it otherwise.
Why then be discontented with that which we cannot alter, even if we dared. Better after
all, fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. Let it be as it has ever been — as the grim
old Norseland skald chanted it, when our Race began to emerge into the dim distant
twilight of the gods.
“An age of axes — an age of swords;
An age of tempests — an age of wolves.”
Be it among animalculæ, moth or mollusc, birds of the air, beasts of the field, fishes of the
sea, planets, suns, stars or solar systems; Force reigns unchangeable, unchallengeable,
When the kindly Roman emperor imagined that peace had settled down permanently upon
the ancient world; even then, the (dissemulating) assassin’s dagger was sharpening for his
throat: and now, while Lower Organisms dream of a “world of lovers” — of arbitration
instead of hostility — of conciliation between rival carnivores; the mechanism of deletion is
silently under construction: that (when completed) will sweep them off the face of the
The Strongest organisms are always the determinants. They hold in their hands
(absolutely) the destinies of weaker organisms. Further, in all the interwoven
differentiations of matter and mind; equality, mercy, pity, are wholly at a discount —
except alone in family relationship. (A man’s family is his property — it is part of himself.
Therefore his NATURAL business is to defend it, as he would his own life. Women and
children BELONG to man; who must hunt for them as well as for himself. He is their lord and
master, in theory and in fact.
Under natural conditions, there is no haven for the wretched, no hope for the weaklings, no
resting place for the weary, no quarter for the beaten. Nature loathes Infirm Ones. Every
organism, every human being, must conquer or serve. This is an Ultimatum.
Life is a race for Power into the very jaws of death and “hell take the hindmost.”
Hell take the hindmost! No! — that isn’t so! Christ takes the hindmost! Exactly! that is correct!
In real life HE is the true Prince of Evil. Soothingly he saith: — “Come unto me
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all ye that are weary or heavy laden;” and, those who obey are sure of — hell. Nay,
ascendeth up for ever and ever.”
In ancient ages the Incapables were permitted to perish without comment: but with us it is
Almsgiving, first by the monastery, now by the State, has preserved them and their leprous seed,
until modern nations are actually swarming with men and women (rich and poor) who are totally
useless and totally vile. Selective influences that operate under natural conditions, have been kept in
abeyance by religions and moralisms: until the whole human race is saturated with inherited
mental disease and rottenness-of-the-bones. Our Christian civilization is a forcing-chamber for
weakly animalculæ. Natural conditions are a lethal-chamber for them. The proper home for
incurables is — the grave.
Competition must be to the death. If retarded in any way it fails of beneficial results. The
chief intent of false religions and false moralisms is to arrest competition half-way to safeguard
degenerates in possessing that which they could neither seize nor defend if
competition was unlimited. Humanitarian institutionalisms have been invented to handicap
and eliminate the elite of mankind — vainly however.
With the NORMAL man, it is a pleasure to struggle, a pastime to fight, and nothing is sweeter
to him than to confiscate his confiscator and surpass his surpasser — to, as it were, smite
his enemy hip and thigh and spoil him of that which he spoiled from others. The normal
man prefers to eat others than to be eaten.
With the ABNORMAL man, it is otherwise. He is of the mob — he sheepishly obeys public
opinion — he is one of a flock. That word flock! — Does it not postulate the existence of
shepherds to “round-up” and drove — of specialists to castrate — of shearers to shear —
of cattle dealers to purchase — of butchers to kill — of tanneries — wire fences — corrals
— abattoirs; and finally of “roast lamb and mint sauce,” with fat Carnivores sitting round,
lapping blood and purring gently?
Herbert Spencer (referring to the origin of manners, customs, and political institutions)
says: — “The will of the victorious chief, of the strongest, was the rule of all conduct. When
he passed judgment on private quarrels, his decisions were the origin of law. The mingled
respect and terror inspired by his person and his peerless qualities, then deemed supernatural
by the rude minds that had scarcely an idea of the powers and limits of human
nature, were the origins of religions, and HIS opinions were the first dogmas. The signs of
obedience by which the vanquished, whom he spared, repaid his mercy, were the first
examples of those marks of respect that are now called good manners and forms of
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How human history duplicates itself over and over again? How it revolves in a never
ending panorama.
Wherever human herds congregate, the “Victorious Chief” still governs; though not
without envy and impotent opposition. Everywhere he is Master in one guise or another:
but it behooves him to beware that his power is not undermined by the teredo of sanctified
utopianism — founded on the multitudinous votes of the vile, the vulgar, and the vitiated.
Blighting indeed is the tyranny of Collective Humanity.
“The great political superstition of the present,” (also writes Spencer) is “the divine right of
parliaments and the implied divine right of majorities.”
The supremacy of Living Manhood over devout dreaming, over literature, dogma, law and
tradition; must be boldly asserted and aggressively maintained; as it was, in the days of
yore. Woe unto you Strong Ones if you ever get beneath the hoofs of the trampling,
bellowing, maddened mob. Ha! — ‘You must meet the guile and death-snare with battle
and with wrack.’
“Woe to the vanquished, was stern Brenno’s words, when sand proud Rome beneath the
Gallic sword. Woe to the vanquished, when his massive blade bore down the scales against
his massive her ransom weighed: and on the field of foughten battle still, woe knows no
limits — save the victors will.”
“The Survival of the Fittest” is the scientist’s translation of the heroic age’s “Viæ Victus.”
Grim and harsh it may appear to nervous souls, but it is TRUE TO NATURE. Neither legislative
enactments nor pious incantations can deflect or nullify it. It may be thwarted and turned
aside for a time, but only for a time; just as a river may be banked back by the building of
a breastwork. The waters cease to flow onward until the dam is brim-full, and then, over
the top the flood leaps, with resounding crash and uproar, finally sweeping away the
obstruction itself.
Decalogues and “be it enacteds” are mud ramparts the decadent ages vainly erect against the
irresistible flow of natural events. Sooner or later these feeble barriers go down, or are
surmounted; just as the river surmounts the dam. Cardinal Newman tersely describes the
Church of England as a “serviceable breakwater” and he speaks with astuteness. All
sacredotalisms are “serviceable breakwaters.” They may last for one century or twenty, but
they down-tumble in the end. Artificial obstructions cannot last for if they did, then the
cankerous ancient civilizations would never have been overwhelmed; for they also had their
serviceable breakwaters; that is to say, gods and temples, mob-politics, mob-morals, mobphilosophies.
Legal and ethical barricades may not be depended upon to protect dwindlings from the
judgments they bring upon themselves; and which they richly deserve.
Every People that have been blotted-out, were rightfully blotted-out. What a frightful maggotheap
this earth would now be, if the “civilized” populations of the past, had not
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perished? If nature had permitted them to live and multiply and propagate their
“progress”, that is to say, their iniquity, what a noisome sink it would be? What must near
Futurity be like, if wars and plagues do not come, burning contemporary infernalisms and
purifying the air?
Thus, the utter extermination of enfeebled breeds is in accordance with the Highest
Wisdom: and whether we personally approve thereof or not, it must persist. There is
nothing unjust, nothing ultra-natural, nothing diabolic about the elimination of the vile —
to make room for the “sound in mind and limb.”
Clearly therefore, in every department of life, the lesser force must be overthrown by the greater;
which (being interpreted) meaneth: — MIGHT IS RIGHT, absolutely, unreservedly. From the records of
history, the facts of life, and the discoveries of science, this startling deduction may be thoroughly
proved. “The law of life” as Benjamin Kidd writes, “has been always the same from the beginning,
ceaseless and inevitable struggle, ceaseless and inevitable selection and rejection.” That ‘Might is
Master’ should require demonstrating is in itself a proof of the mental and moral perversity that
pervades the world. Perhaps however the ‘age we live in,’ may not be an ‘age of enlightenment and
progress,’ but an age of darkness, arrested development, and psychic paralysis. Mayhap the
theologies and intellectualisms of our time may be but a magical hoodwink. We might (for example)
be enchanted on the down-grade track, that leads to eternal extinction; while insanely imagining
“progress and enlightenment.” Also the imagining process may be part of the complicated
mechanism that facilitates the descent — the descent into Sheol. Official statistics show that racial
deterioration (begun centuries ago as a sequence of ultra-naturalism) is now proceeding at a
tremendous rate.
Dr. Haycraft, F.R.S.E. in his book ‘Darwinism and Race Progress’ asserts “there are strong
grounds for believing that during the last 30 years, the race has decidedly degenerated.” The
decadence of character is obvious to the most obtuse understanding, especially in this land of
Liberty and Light; were you can buy statesmen with a snuff-box
— editors with a dollar — women with a gew-gaw.
Undoubtedly degenerative forces prevail in our social life, and yet it is impressed upon us from our
youth up, that: — “A Great Light hath come down upon the earth and all the ends of the world
hath seen the Salvation of our God.” Salvation indeed! What lunacy?
“So the multitude goes, like the flower and the weed
That wither away to let others succeed —
So the multitude comes, even that we behold; To
repeat every tale that has often been told.”
To act as the hunted ostrich on an African karoo — to hide our heads from the cosmic
vengeance in hot pursuit, is as futile and ridiculous as it is base. No empiric reorganization of
the social system — no rock of ages — no legislative meliorism — no
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fungus virtues — no scheme of fool redemption — no patent economic plan — no
Israelitish codes of “Thou Shalts” and “Thou Salt Nots;” can deliver whimpering
defectives, from the wrath that is their just reward. Sooner or later THEIR “Day of
Judgment” cometh; bringing in its train of desolation, reparation and rolling doom.
Even as I write — with wrecked civilizations lying around me, cold and chill — outraged
Nature is preparing her whirlblasts of wholesale avengement. Europe is a vast powder
magazine, with a strident maniac in the middle waving a burning torch; and from Asia is
wafted the odorous stench of plague-smitten millions.
Any day, any hour, “Civilization” may be startled from its hypnotic trance, to gaze upon
the mightiest drama that has ever been unrolled when the ‘tempest flings out its red banner
of lightning,’ and great nations groan, and reel, and surge, and rock; beneath the
thunderous tread of trampling legions, drilling for the savage shock. Military arsenals are
preparing in every city, and floating defiantly on Seven Seas are the steel-clad fortresses of
rival MIGHTS.
Foolish and blind (or mad) are they who think the struggle for existence ended. It is only
begun. This Planet is in its infancy, not in its decrepitude. The ‘end of all things’ is afar off.
The kingdom of heaven in NOT at hand. Incessant is the rivalry for supremacy among men,
and manifold are its metamorphoses. Not for a single hour, for a single second, is there an
armistice. Night and day the combat rages, and with renewed virulence on Sundays. When
we fall asleep and when we wake up, the clashing of the Weapons and the crunching of the
bones, is sounding on our ears. Everywhere “the sword is uplifted on man.” Everywhere
Cain’s bludgeon is cracking skulls, and with bloodhounds Americans hunt each other. The
hands of “Congregations of the Faithful” are red with the blood of the innocent; yet how
they boast of being washed clean in the blood of their Brother — the Lamb.
Eternal battle is the main condition upon which man holds his life tenure. When the brand
is shattered in his hand, that is death or — slavery. When his enemies are beneath his heel,
that is life, honor, success. Indeed the struggle between men is more pitiless, and more
unmerciful, than among brutes.
The brute beasts do not enslave, but permit the unfit to die off. Man enslaves his “brother
man” on business principles, and makes fuel of the widow and the fatherless. The “failures
in life” may be counted by millions and everyone knows their horrible fate — their blazing
death. Behold them being whirled into the blazing maw of the great iron furnaces.
Overt action is not always needful for the drastic removal of lower organisms. Very often,
if left alone, degenerates cremate themselves. If given control of governmental mechanisms,
they immediately commence to grind one another into mincemeat — (that is to say, into
dividends); crying Holy! Holy ! Holy! Mentally, physically, morally, they are past
redemption. Doomed souls are they — miserable sinners!
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Seventy-five per cent of the inmates of state orphan asylums (for example) are the children
of parents that perish from chronic alcoholism. Poverty, helotism, are the results of chronic
ballot-boxing. Alcoholism and politics are convenient Destructives — Crematories;
whereby weak-minded “flocks” may eliminate themselves with beneficient results —
Nature having already condemned them, they provide each other with palatable poisons
— for slow but sure suicide. They build Gehenna-fires and cast themselves headlong into
Sociology is a biological problem and Nations are herds of cattle. How much demagogic hehawing
would die down into solemn self-questioning if this Grim Omnific Fact was clearly
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Thou hast listened full oft, to the diabolic philosophy of the ‘Divine’ Creepling!
‘Love your enemies and bless them that hate you and despitefully use you’.
But I say unto you: — Love thy kindred, love thy friends, love thyself, and hate thine
enemies with a whole heart.
Be a foe to your friend’s foe — a friend to your friend’s friend, and above all things permit no
wrong, done unto thee or thine, to pass unchallenged, unredressed, unavenged.
Let thy motto be ‘Tread not on me’.
For, he that tamely submits, to insult and injury is worse than a dog: he is a dastard, a
born slave, a Christling.
I’m the friend of all brave men,
The foe of all cowards;
I call up high daring,
I cast down despair.
An Evil Spirit hath inoculated our race with the hideous gospel of submissiveness, of
degeneracy: — ‘Resist not evil’ it whines and ‘If a man smite you on one cheek, smash HIM
on ‘the other’.
Resist every Evil! Be as a lion in the path!
Be ‘dangerous’ even in defeat!
Courage I say! Courage! and evermore Courage! even the stars in their courses are fight
for the bold.
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“You must tread on the necks of your enemies if you would win renown. It is success that
makes the great man” was Napoleon’s dicta. The whole duty of man in this world is to
SUCCEED — to help himself, defeat his foes; outstrip his rivals. He who conquers not, is
conquered. He who is unable to trample rough-shod over others, will assuredly be trampled by
them. In the strength of his arm man eats his bread. In the sweat of his brow (and brain), the
slave earns bread — for a master.
All emotional rhetoric about “love one another,” “learn to labor and to wait,” etc., has a tendency
to paralyze effort — to make victims rather than victors of assentients. Every man’s hand IS against
every other man; EXCEPT where LIVING individuals have formed temporary co-partnerships. When
one partner breaks the mutual agreement, then the Combine is necessarily dissolved, and all
become enemies — as before. Fraternity between carnivores is as transient as the smoke of the
morning. It is a pro-tem expedient.
Two hungry lions may engage to hunt together, but should one attempt to seize more than
his fair proportion of the prey, then it is — woe to the vanquished.
Self preservation first, foremost, above all things, and AT WHATEVER COST; is the law of the
jungle. So must it be among human carnivores. So it is, for society is a jungle. Therefore O
reader! Go forth and win! Possess all you can of earth’s good things. Man DOES live by
bread alone. Be strong and fear not, for all obstruction melts away before real strength of deed
and strength of character. Nothing succeeds like success. Do not quibble over the order of your
succeeding but — succeed. Thou shalt give thy heart to no god, for that is idiocy; neither shalt
thou love thy neighbors as thyself, for that is madness. Let “Nil Desperandum” be your motto
even to the death. If you fail you are righteously detestable; but if you triumph, thrice blessed
art thou. (The great vice of our age is cowardice). Glory and honor be unto him that wins, but
anathema maranatha be upon the head of him that fails. Failure is not only disgrace, but
practical proof of organic incompetence.
Power and proprietorship cover a multitude of sins — of ALLEGED sins: but men and
women, (especially women) have an overflowing fund of sympathy and forgiveness — for
the “Bold Bad Man” if he is victorious. How women admire men of leonine resolution and
Eagle Principles. How they detest cowardice, “goodness,” feebleness, effeminacy, failure.
There is no character in history so universally applauded, as the bold “bad” rebel and the
mighty conqueror.
Therefore get you gold and land and power somehow. If foiled and baffled one way, try another.
When there’s a will, there are a thousand ways. If the worn and beaten tracks are intentionally
blockaded against you, do not hesitate to cut-out a new highway through the jungle — for yourself.
Never mind the pulpiteers and editors. They are hired to blind and
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blockade you. Above all things do not follow the multitude, for it tramples downward, ever
downward along Via Del Mortes to abysses of poverty, chains, and shame. Retreat not,
turn not aside to the right hand nor to the left, but zig-zag on. Ask no quarter, no
sympathy. “Die the death” rather than surrender and perishing — strike at your
conqueror. “Withhold not good from him to whom it is due, when it is in the power of thine
hand to do it,” But withal be honorable and upright; never forgetting that bravery (which
includeth all other virtues) is the highest wisdom — and material success the chief end of
man. ‘Upward thou must rise, or falter — bend the neck or stand triumphant — be the
anvil or the hammer.’
Battle and conquer HERE AND NOW, for behold! — to-morrow you die! you die! — and that IS
the end of you. Let Napoleon’s ideal be thine. Napoleon was Darwin on horseback. When
addressing the ragged and famishing army of Italy, these were his words: — “Soldiers!
abundance courts you in the fertile plains below — (the plains of Italy)…are you deficient
in constancy and courage?” Events proved that they were not deficient in constancy and
Consequently the spoils of Italy and the stored-up treasures of the great Venetian Bank
were equalized among them. Everywhere similar conditions have prevailed absolutely, and
always will prevail. There is land for the taking, and gold for the raking; and fame, and
power, and song; for the brave, the bold, and the strong. — AND FOR NONE OTHER. Therefore,
be thou a Napoleon — don’t be a Christ.
Get you Property by whatever method comes easiest to you. Reverting to terms economic ‘buy
power in the cheapest market and sell it in the dearest.’ Gratify your life-hopes as the lions and
eagles do, i.e. along the lines of least resistance — even as do growing plants in a dark cellar. Do
they not endeavor to reach sunshine by the most direct route?
Scorn all insolent dictation as to right and wrong. Decide right and wrong for yourself. Get
property, honestly if you can; but remember “business is business.” (“Mr. Cecil Rhodes under
heavy fire for fifteen minutes, captured one herd of cattle himself.” 15) Life is life and defeat is hell.
Obey thine Inner Voice! It can never err. It is thy very soul. Be a Darwin in active operation. Do
noble deeds, don’t dream about them all thy life long.
‘Moral principles’ you say! What are moralisms that they should paralyze your arm and brain?
Are they not artificial human enactments, apparently sanctified; but not necessarily natural,
honest, just, or true? Moral codes are the Black Terror of all dastards.
The ethical principles of Christendom, judging by daily developments, are the principles of
a mocking, sneaking hypocritical devil — if there is a devil.
15 St. james Gazette, ’96 cablegram from Mashonaland.
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Readers must distinctly understand that SEXUAL MORALITY is nowise condemned in these pages. In all
sexual relations (as in everything else) “morality” is what Strength decrees. Women are frail beings
at the best of times and in their secret hearts are probably lovers of the unlimited. For the welfare
of the breed, and the security of descent, they must be held in thorough subjection. Man has
captured them and besides providing for, and protecting them it is necessary to keep them “on the
chain” as it were. Woe unto him, woe unto them, and woe unto our Race, if ever these lovable
creatures should break loose from mastership, and become the rulers or equals of Man. (But that is
impossible.) From the earliest ages, Man has captured his wife by force or stratagem and to this day
he does the same. Marriage ceremonies symbolize his proprietorship — his capture. The marriage
ring is one link of a chain, emblematic of the fact that the prehistoric bridegroom chained his
“beloved one” in a cave; till she became tame, tractable, reciprocative.
The sexual degeneracy that is now so prevalent among us, is the result of Christian
Civilization; that is to say, the Demonetization of Man and the equalization of woman. As
long as the husband is absolute Imperator within his own four walls, the poisoning of the
marriage bed (now so common, and so loathsome), cannot take place. If his wife or an
intruder dares to dishonor him, their death is an effective deterrent. His daughters,
controlled with equal vigor, are not permitted to mate with every strumous Dick, Tom and
Harry, that comes smirking along; but are “given away” to Men who are born of Good
Stock; or who have proved their inherent manhood and capacity — in carnivorous combat.
In his sexual relations, the insolent interference of Church and State, is gradually reducing
Man to a mere cipher, and establishing a system of organized concubinage; or rather
promiscuity. The records of our divorce courts show that sexual infidelity is spreading like
wildfire. A prominent New Yorker has publicly asserted that two-thirds of the “married”
women in that city are systematically unfaithful: and a fat sordid priestling (named Moody)
openly advises his female lambs, to enter into the joys of ‘godly freedom’ via that harlot
factory, the Divorce Court.
A woman is two-thirds womb. The other third is a network of nerves and sentimentality. To
“emancipate” her, is to hand her over to the tender mercies of clerics, who have learned to “play”
upon her emotionalism. Then Credos become illegitimately powerful and even to dictate “the whole
duty of Man.” After a time diabolical pastor-theories inspire politics and rule nations. Then the
State becomes the individual’s Dictator. Men are demonetized while degeneracy and socialistic
hybridism sets in, like a slimy flood.
Prostitution (for hire) is also the direct outcome of unnatural conditions, brought about
and established, by the harmonious infernalism of statesmen and prelates. In many
countries this vile thing is ‘regulated’ by law, and in all great cities it is a sure source of
revenue, not only to the police forces, but to every man who invests in real-estate or
banking scrip. A great city is a great ulcer, and a great ulcer is a sure symptom of
congenital blood poisoning. Undoubtedly the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah was a
good thing.
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If our modern Sodoms were all razed to the ground, how Nature in all her perennial purity
would rejoice exultantly? How she would wrap their tombs and crumbling tumuli with a
blaze of shining glory:
If development persists along present lines, the time is not remote when it shall be truthfully
recorded: “There is no marriage in America.” A terrible menace to manhood lurks in the
dictation of Slave Majorities in this as in all other affairs. Under the plausible form of Divorce
Proceedings, a devilish enginery has been established: by means of which the once pure and
Saxon Invaders of North America, are rapidly transforming themselves into hordes of semisocialistic
The sanctity of the Home is disappearing. No longer can it be asserted that a “man’s house
is his castle.” Marriages are becoming proportionately less and less: and baby-farming by
the Government, is in full blast. Home life is withering away under the blight of State
Interference and Pastoral Benediction.
Look over at France where (with the growth of government supervision) the absolutism of the
husband is attenuated to a mere fiction — and what do you see? A nation steeped in
communistic eroticism, as in a stygian sewer. French women are notoriously unfaithful, and the
most horrible sexual lusts are practiced and pleasantly laughed at. There promiscuity results in
barrenness; and this, when supplemented by correlated self-sterilization, is rapidly
transmuting the once all-powerful Frankish Confederacy, into a feeble and decaying tribe of
wasted marasma-struck manglings, sheltering themselves beneath the all-protecting wing of an
Asiatic Despot.
The title of a man to the proprietorship of his wife does not originate with Church, or State, or
Majority Votes. It is inherent in the Man himself. It began in capture and is continued by
capture, modified of course by mutual affection,16 mutual toleration, and parental love. It
existed before the State Monstrosity was invented, and it must be maintained intact, even if
both Church and State (those twin devils), have to be utterly annihilated. The Christian
Church commenced operations among Roman slaves and Syrian harlots. Its founder himself
was the fruit of clandestine intercourse. He never married but consorted with publicans,
pariahs, magdalenes, all his life. By his silence upon one famous occasion, he condoned
adultery; and in his nebulous Paradise (which socialists and anarchists and other priestlings
assert will “come” upon earth) he insinuatingly states there is “no marriage or giving in
During the first three centuries “Christians” was another name for “free lovers” — meeting in
catacombs and secret places, to enjoy promiscuous sexualism, before the “end of the world”
came — an event they expected every day, for three hundred years.
The leprous repulsiveness of medieval sodalities and modern monasticism, is all too well known,
and requires no more than a passing allusion. “The cells where corralled onanism dwells” are as
notorious as they are ultra-natural. Not only the lairs of male and female
16 ‘To nuptial bower he LED her, blushing like the morn.’
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celibates, but the vestries of churches and temples, have ever been hot-beds of
lasciviousness, seduction, and all uncleanliness.
“The harlot is Christ’s sister, and the tramp is Christ’s brother;” proclaims “our dear
comrade, W.T. Stead,” and he out to know. Has he not theatrically tried his hand at “being
a Christ” (vide “Liza Armstrong and Modern Babylon”) — in order to turn an honest
In deference to Barbarian prejudices (after the Alaric and Attila immigrations) the Early Church
abandoned its communistic Free Loverisms. But to provide holy sanctions and written authority for
its change of heart; monkish forgeries of “Epistles from the Saints” were manufactured on an
extensive scale and cautiously published throughout Europe.
To-day, with the advent of Triumphant Democracy, all vile old slave-practices are being
actively revived.
Verily! Verily! Triumphant Democracy, thou art a foul thing! — Triumphant Desolation!
— Triumphant Amphimixis! Lo! this is the redeeming spirit that was to “cleanse the
heathen as white as snow.”
Many modern chapels are little better than assignation houses; and the tambourined,
uniformed Christlings of the slum-corners are boastfully recruited from the vilest of the
vile. An enterprising Chicago pastor has even started a free-love seraglio (with himself as
the divine Thunder Thrower) which he calls ‘Heaven;’ and one of its ugliest angels has
boldly sworn in open Court, that she was impregnated by the Holy Ghost; to whom she
bore a son — in the orthodox style.
Altogether primitive Christianity is in its renaissance. Behold it cometh to pass! “Thy
kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven;” is being rapidly and joyously
Deity hath established Himself as Statute Law. ‘The State which is the People’ is His
throne, and ‘the Church which is righteousness’ is his footstool. Glory! Glory! Glory! “All
the ends of the world hath seen the salvation of OUR God.” Behold Christliness realizing
itself through social institutionalisms! Behold the golden harvests grown from the seed of
O for the Barbarian swarms of the Danube and the Rhine! — for the Blonde Pirates from
the Northern Seas! O for men of a spirit, with lion hearts and lion brains! — for one cohort
of True Knights, who would consolidate their Hopes and Convictions into Naked Swords!
Alas! Alas! Vanity of vanities, all is vanity! The age of Chivalry is dead and gone. “So
sleeps the proud of former days — so glory’s thrill is o’er.”
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In all practical operations, non-principled persons possess a distinctive advantage over
“principled” ones. Honesty never succeeds for when it succeeds, it is not honesty. There is
no fair play in Love and War; and all life is made up of Love and War. Genuinely honest
men, die as a rule like dogs — in a ditch; and in business affairs they are “nowhere.” In
their dotage or ‘in God’s good time’ — they (nearly always) go over the hill to State
Infirmaries, unknown, friendless.
What chance has a conscientious man, when pitted in statesmanship, literature, or commerce,
against the Organized Knavery of sanctimonious and powerful cut-throats? To them he is a
pigeon to be plucked — a buck to be hunted — a criminal to be chained
— a madman to be made sport of — a lamb to be skinned — a heretic to be — burnt alive.
Certainly it is not good strategy for a man to openly proclaim his loss of faith in conventional
moralisms: if he desires to get-on in the world. A wiseling keeps his real sentiments on this
point to himself — guards them as his own life. The best mask for moral heresy is one of
pretended sanctity. It is very effective. Nearly all the Higher Thieves are ostentatiously pious.
Thus when you hear pulpiteers and journalists vociferously proclaiming their profound
acquiescence in “moral principles,” it is safe to conclude that they are engineering some
subterranean swindle.
‘Belief’ is a war-stratagem — an instrument of deceit, a convenient falsification formula
— a beautiful hoodwink. Hence it is, that very religious and very holy persons, are almost
always thorough-going scoundrels at heart — utterly unreliable — utterly untrustworthy.
Generally their whole lives are one long drawn our mendacity, and genuineness-ofThought
or Action is in their mind, attenuated to a mere sham.
Politicians, authors, pastors, ‘prophets,’ historians, philosophers, and editors, are notorious
falsifiers of nature and fabricators of subterfuge. Soaked in unnaturalism, saturated through and
through with delirium-breeding hashish-literature, they become organically incapable of speaking,
let alone of thinking or writing honestly. Artificialism has trained them to be prevaricators, and
prevaricators they MUST remain until the clods from the grave-diggers shovel rattle down on their
coffin lids. As the Old Man of the Mountains trained his fanatical Assassins, and sent them forth to
slay, so Civilization trains its Fiendling Intellectuals and sends them forth to assassinate Human
Nature. They are the murderers of manliness — the regicides of Thought — the annihilators of
heroism. Would that I had a legion of demons, to wring their necks. They have smothered the
grand and masterful old Northern REALISMS beneath pestiferous rubbish-heaps of Oriental
Mythology — of Hebrew old clothes. They repeat automatically in sounding diction, what has
already been stuffed into them, as it were, with a ramrod. Their learning is the learning of the
‘learned pig’ in a menagerie; and their virtue is the virtue of a conscientious Jesuit. March of Mind
they call it! — ‘As organs grind the note they’re set to…brains jejune…Grind, year in year out, the
same Old Tune.’
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The MEN who conspicuously “succeed in life” — the generals and nobles, merchant-princes,
powerful prelates, opulent bankers, wealthy manufacturers, never overload themselves
with artificial moral principles. In their secret hearts they utterly despise all
evangelicalisms and as for written law, they are above and beyond its reach. Kings,
conquerors, millionaires, are perpetually being denounced for not abiding by Laws and
Regulations enacted by Majority Votes.
The man who plays ‘the game of life; in strict accord with certain cut and dried principles
— principles that everybody knows by heart, is not likely to come out a winner. He who in his
younger days, incommodes himself with copy-book moralisms and terror of the Law; is like
unto a soldier who (before entering the battlefield) ties his right hand behind his back and
pledges himself to strike and shoot his adversaries on one pre-arranged spot of their bodies
only. Could such a mad-man soldier hope to conquer? What chance would he have if pitted
against brave, dauntless, well-equipped antagonists; who had not foolishly bound themselves
by such a stupid obligation?
“The right of Nature, which writers commonly call JUS NATURALE, is the liberty each man hath,
to use his own power for the preservation of his own nature: that is to say his own
life, and consequently of DOING ANYTHING, which in HIS OWN JUDGEMENT AND REASON he
shall conceive to be the aptest means thereto” writes Hobbes in his “Leviathan.” The man
who permits himself to be directed and mastered by the insolent moral principles of the
Multitude, is like an eagle with clipped wings and broken talons.
In WAR, your chief end is to smash and paralyze your enemies’ combinations. To do this
effectually you must meet wile with wile, steel with steel, and blow with blow. You must be
equally prepared to fight in the open or fight under cover; to fight on sea, to fight on land,
or to fight in the air. You shall wage your own war — you shall think your own thought. It
is pusillanimity that evolves the Slave, and breeds the Idolator. ‘Quit yourselves like men,
O ye Philistines!’
Tacitus with true Roman stateliness observes: — “The gods look with favor upon supreme
courage;” and Herbert Spencer savagely asserts that “a creature not energetic enough to
maintain itself must die.” Cursed are the white-livered, they make excellent fertilizer.
Truly — ‘The seed of the wicked shall be cut off.’
This age of ours wants MEN above all things — “men of spirit” — men ever ready to look
into the eyes of death, without winking. Behold! I post up this New Proclamation. ‘The man
who made Justice was a Liar.’
Whatever weapon your Enemy possesses, must be duplicated, or improved upon by you. If it suits
him to challenge battle in open front, be sure and ambush him in the flank; or straightaway make a
hidden detour to and charge him in the rear. It is your chief business to delude him, deceive him,
decoy him, out-general him, IF YOU CAN. If moral scruples
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and fear of “what the world will say,” prevents you from doing this, then you were born to
subordination; and you had better surrender; for you can never hope to vanquish. You
MUST be born again.
“Over an open grave” ever lies the road to success. In “the worlds broad field of battle,”
every MAN is a combatant; and to be a successful combatant, he must not only be
calculating, cool-headed, and brave but possessed of merciless strategy, a stout heart, a
strong arm, and quiet indomitable determination.
Even the Siamese twins waged a life-long civil war. Man, as we have proved, is the King of the
Great Carnivores. HOMO HOMINI. By heredity and by training, all carnivores are instinctively
strategic in their hunt-operations. They lie in wait for their prey, when they cannot capture it
by other methods; but they do not hesitate to hunt in the open, if it pleases them to do so. Great
animals (whether man or brute) never operate in strict accordance with prearranged rules of
procedure. If they did do so, they could never prosper — and would die of hunger. Their
GREATNESS lies in springing surprises — in doing exactly what their antagonists (or intended
quarry) don’t expect them to do — in being beyond and above all moral measurements
Genius in a first-class commander is always exemplified, not by his “goodness,” but by the
originality and aggressive boldness of his pitiless tactics. When he is thought to be in full
retreat, he whirls around and annihilates his pursuers. When his adversaries are preparing
to give him a hot reception, “he foldeth his tents like the Arabs,” and silently wendeth
When it is whispered he will embattle his defensive legions on the frontiers of the Fatherland;
he bridges the Rhine and bounds upon Paris with tooth and claw. When to invaders, he is
expected to abandon Moscow and retire; he burns it to the ground; and while his foemen
(imbedded in snow and ice) are freezing to death; he shells them with his field batteries. When
wiselings predict that he will seize Gaul and establish a Colonial Dictatorship; he fords the
Rubicon, marches on Rome and throttles the Law. When his nation’s foemen are embattled on
Italian plains, he crosses the Punic foam and carries the war into Africa. When he is reported
to be assaulting Babylonian Ramparts he digs a new channel for “the River” and writeth
“mene mene rekel upharisin” on Balshazaar’s walls. When defenders believe he will march up
the Slope with drums and banners gay he quietly scales the Heights of Abraham (in the night)
and captures Quebec. When western diplomats think he is about to pounce on Constantinople;
he runs Baldwin engines through the Great Wall and stuffs the title deeds of the moribund
Chinese empire into his overcoat pocket.
The man-animal can never be rendered absolutely “moral” because by nature he is as full of
wiles as a fox or a Jew. Should he insanely endeavor to abandon his predatory
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propensities, then he immediately begins to degenerate and ultimately becomes a feeble,
diseased, ghost-ridden monstrosity, a horror to look at. Therefore those who
conscientiously try to become “honest” and “good” are permitting themselves to be
sacrificed — as burnt offerings on Idol Alters.
If ALL MEN were scrupulously honest, then honesty MIGHT be all right (although even that is
questionable) but if one per cent are deliberately dishonest, then it is assuredly all wrong.
Under such resultant circumstances the ‘ninety and nine’ actually become victims of ‘the
one.’ Honest merchants are ruined by dishonest merchants, honest commanders outmaneuvered
by dishonest commanders, honest workmen displaced by dishonest workmen,
honest judges undermined by dishonest judges, and honest nations reduced to beggary and
vassalage by dishonest nations.
Honesty is merely a policy — under given circumstances “the best policy” — nothing more.
In all departments of human effort, honesty is used as a cloak for real designs; just as a
wood, a ravine, or a stretch of rising ground serves (in campaigning) to hide squadrons
deploying for flank movements.
Why then do parents inoculate the plastic minds of their children, with false conceptions of
moral conduct, when they themselves know (from personal experience) that all such
conceptions are a positive handicap in the race for Wealth and Power. What a witless
procedure, to teach Ideals (at home, at school, and at college), that we KNOW in our hearts, are
thorough-going Lies, and then expect nobility of personal conduct to be the resultant? Turn out
into the world a young man well trained in ‘moral principles’ and the chances are ninety-nine
to one against him.
Indeed the majority of men never win success until they are middle aged; until they have had time
to slough off the false Idealisms, they began the world with. Un-naturalism has never yet bred a
race of heroes and never will. All great Races are predatory.
The ‘hungry-to-eat-a-man,’ tiger knows that if he first growls out his intentions, and then
openly bounds up to his intended victim, he will (most probably) get an explosive bullet neatly
lodged in his cerebrum. Consequently he ambushes himself in the shadow of a rock or behind a
log, and leaps upon his ‘dinner’ with varying results. It is the same — exactly the same, among
carnivorous bipeds. A few of them are tigers, hungry-to-eat-a-man, and the rest are — tiger’smeat,
hungry to be eaten. The fact is that Civilization’s moralisms are wholly ultra-rational,
fundamentally un-natural and utterly inoperative. Christian principles and Natural principles
mutually antagonize one another. Nature is Anti-Christ. Darwinism is the mortal foe of
Nature’s command is, “Be egoist, possess the earth and fight it out.” Jusus insists, “Be altruistic,
abandon the world, and love your enemies.” Darwin proclaims, ‘All ye are rival carnivores! Be
strong therefore, and bold, and fear — Nothing.’ Christ teaches, “All ye are dearly beloved
brethren. Be obedient therefore and “good” and fear — Ghosts.” Jesus urges his devotees to PRAY
for deliverance. Darwin gently intimates his heartfelt belief in
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the Law of Battle. ‘He who will not WORK, neither shall he eat’ is the Apostolic
pronounciamento. “He who will not fight, neither can he eat” is Nature’s savage logic.
‘It is more blest to give than to receive’ is the vacuous baby-prattle of the Pastor. It is more
blest to CAPTURE then to receive, is ordinary Common Sense.
He who denies man’s right to exploit man, impeaches, not the conduct of man, but the
order of nature.
Who then is right — the Anglo-Saxon or the Israelite? The scientist or the oratorical wonderworker?
The Western thinker or the Eastern dreamer? Which is the True Faith:
— Japhet’s logic or Shem’s Fabulism?
Common-sense provides no precise solution of Right or Wrong. “All moral philosophy is
false and vain” for MAN is unlimited. In the realm of Ethics, most modern wiselings are
fanatical and unreasonable bigots. They really believe that Ethical Principles are as a house
built on a rock; whereas “the House” is an unfounded hypothesis, and “the Rock” non
Good and Evil liveth only in men’s minds. They are not Realities but shadows — credos
— ghosts — and only the maddest of the mad worship their own Shade.
What is Right — what is Wrong? These elemental interrogatories have been asked in every
age, and every age formulates replies to suit itself. DE FACTO Right and Wrong are no more than
arbitrary algebraic signs, representing hypnagogic phantasies. They are mere symbols
emblematic of belated fragments of insolent ecclesiastical crudities. In nature, all developments
are essentially ONE and the same phenomenon infinitely transfused and intermingled. Good and
Evil are human inventions, born of human foolery, narrowness, and short-sightedness. The
organic brain is far too small and too contemptible, to COMPLETELY comprehend what nature is
driving at. What appears to be wrong to us, may be right in nature, and vice versa.
We can no more establish an infallible system of ethics, than we can establish infallible
systems of religion, philosophy or politics. All the Universe is in a state of flux, and men are
but a swarm of querulous, heat-evolved insectivores, living aimlessly on the top of a floating
cork, that whirls and darts and rolls over and over and over; amid the scum and froth and
slime of a boiling, bubbling Alembic. Within his own sphere individual man is, and ought
to be the supreme determinant. Outside of that sphere he knows absolutely nothing — and
As for the prophets of Futurity, from the days of Gautama, Bel, and Ishtar, down to Christ,
Mahomet, Peter, Luther, Calvin, and Brigham Young; they have been strident
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“deceivers all” working on the emotional credulity of women — and doltish rabbles. A false
teacher may be earnestly and honorably sincere in al his theoria, but that does not
necessarily demonstrate intrinsic divinity. Many false prophets have been murdered
(because of their opinions) besides Jesus of Nazareth, Judea; and Smith of Nauvoo, Illinois.
The execution of the founder of Mormonism (inspired by political clamor) is an exact
parallel to the execution of the founder of Christianity (inspired by priestly clamor). The
point is — neither shooting nor crucifixion are satisfactory proofs of divinity or probity.
Right and Wrong, like Up and Down, East and West, are relative terms, without any fixed
or finite meaning. What is good for the goose is NOT ALWAYS good for the gander.
Newfoundland lies East form Chicago, but West from Berlin. All depends upon the point of
view. Consequently what may be ‘right’ in one age may, in another age, be wholly ‘wrong’.
In ancient Rome it was considered the height of impiety, heresy, and treason, for free born
citizens to adore a circumcised Asiatic; but in modern Europe and America, it is
considered pious and fashionable and highly commendable to do so.
Even what is right to one man, under one set of circumstance, may be utterly wrong to the
same man under a different set of circumstances. Cromwell as colonel of the Ironsides,
thought regal absolutism the essence of all diabolism: but as President of the Republic, he
defended it (in himself) as — ‘a crowning mercy.’
When Government soldiers shoot down American “rebels” that is called “a glorious victory” but
when Government soldiers shot Colonial rebels during the Red Flag Riots (inaugural of the War of
Independence) that is conventionally labeled ‘wicked massacre.’
When a band of rich men plunder the poor, that is business shrewdness, practical statesmanship, of
financial integrity; but if bands of poor men plunder the rich, that is larceny, burglary, highway
robbery, and rebellion. When the Anglo-Saxon invader is cooped-up and slaughtered in India, that
is mutiny and red-handed murder; but when HE mows down the sepoys in battalions, or fastens
them to the muzzles of cannon and blows them into ribbons, that is upholding the majesty of Law
and of Order. When Cuban guerillas kill Spaniards, all American papers describe it as “war” but
when the Spaniards retaliate and kill the Cubans, that is ‘horrible butcheries by General Weyler.’
Spanish cut-throats are glorified (in Spain) as dashing heroes, and the Cuban patriots described as
brigands, outlaws, and brutal Negro murderers. ALL DEPENDS UPON THE POINT OF VIEW.
Victory sanctifies. In the realm of abstract Ethics there is no other Fact upon which the plain man
can finally make up his mind. As far as Sociology is concerned, ethical principles are decided by the
shock of contending armies. Right has always been emblazoned on the standards of Victory, and
wrong on the draggled rags of Lost Causes.
“When Brennus, commander of the ancient Gauls, attacked the Clusians a Roman
ambassador protested, asking ‘what offense have the Clusians given you?’ Brennus
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laughed at the question, and replied: — ‘Their offense is the refusal they make to divide the
country with me. It is the same offense that the people of Alba, the Fidenians and Ardeans gave
you: and lately the Vienans, the Falisci, and the Volsci. To avenge yourselves, you took up arms
and washed your injury in their blood: you subdued the people, pillaged their houses, and laid
waste their cities and their countries: and in this you did no wrong or injustice: you obeyed the
most ancient laws, which gave to the Strong the possessions of the Weak; the sovereign law of
nature, that begins with the gods and ends with the animals. Suppress therefore O Romans,
your pity for the Clusians. Compassion is yet unknown to the Gauls: do not inspire them with
that sentiment, lest they should have compassion upon those you oppress.”
History is full of similar logic. Brutus for instance, who poindered Julius Cæser (his friend
and benefactor), has always been held up to public estimation as “the noblest Roman of
them all;” whereas Booth, who slew Abraham Lincoln, is everywhere and at all times,
spoken of as a malevolent assassin.
The operation of the ‘Law’ itself, is also an apt illustration of the paradoxical nature of
Right and Wrong. Citizens who break the written law are hauled before judges,
inquisitorially cross-examined, and chained for long years in State dungeons: but the
statesmen and legislators may sell their country for gold, and break every statute law and
constitution in the land without the least fear of legal intimidation. Indeed the approbation
of the State, is all-sufficient nowadays to sanctify any crime — even the most abominable.
In this particular (of granting absolution) the State is gradually supplanting and absorbing
the Church.
(The PROTESTORS of the past demolished the infallible imperialism of clericals over religio-individual
thought; and the Protestantism of the future must demolish the insolent dictatorship of Politicals
over private judgment, and the development of Personality.)
All ‘good christian men’ regard the judicial murder of Jesus as a crime of the blackest dye,
but they chant church-paeans of joy over Jael’s murder of Sisera, and the assassination of
Eglon King of Moab, etc. It is not very long ago since Catholic and Protestant idolators,
mutually roasted each other alive “for the glory of God and the uplifting of his Holy
Name.” Each side proclaimed themselves right, with rack and thumbscrew, and other little
instruments of persuasion.
Protestants still think it a crime and a scandal to worship the mother of their god; but
Catholics consider it right and proper to deify the Hebrew maid, who remained a maid
(what a paradox?) after borning a son.
To eat pork and beans is frightfully wicked for a Jew, but passable for a cultured Bostonian. To
drink whiskey is iniquity to a Turk, but exhilarating to a Scotlander. Roast beef is a goodly dish to
and English ‘barbarian,’ but famine-stricken orthodox Hindoos die rather than taste thereof.
Dueling is honorable in some countries but dishonorable in others. So also pugilism, private
revenge, tyrannicide, bull-fighting, regicide, and warfare. The Quakers, Anarchists, and Young
Men’s Christian Associations, are
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unceasingly railing against ‘war and all its horrors,’ whereas there are not a few benighted
infidels, (including the author) who regard war as nature’s Greatest Prophylactic.
Polygamy is “wrong” in England and America, but monogamy is righteous, and polyandry
“right” (being licensed by the state); whereas in Eastern Europe and among all “savage”
tribes, polyandry is iniquity; polygamy — blessedness; and monogamy — vileness.
In ancient Lacadæmon stealing was considered highly meritorious IF NOT FOUND OUT, as in modern
America. Solon places theft among the professions, and he knew what he was doing. Aristotle
includes ‘robbery’ among the different kinds of hunting. (There was no hypocrisy about these
classical authors. They called a spade a spade, and searched Nature (not libraries) for facts. Herein
is the secret of their genius and undying renown.) If a man steals a horse or a steer, he is lynched (if
captured) as an ‘enemy of society’ but if he steals the value of a million horses by wrecking a
savings bank; he is straightaway made a Senator or Knighted. It is a criminal act to burglarize
another man’s house, but it’s “enlarging our markets” to steal Texas from the Mexicans; Alsace
and Lorianne from the French; Egypt from the Turks; or Madagascar from the Hovas. The fact is,
that all the greatest statesmen and kings have been (most commendably) the Higher Criminals.
Wars are marauding expeditions and all kingships and property originates in Warfare.
Slay one man (in order to rob him) and you are a murderer. Slay a million men (in order to rob
them) and you are a renowned general. Annex from ONE person and you are a felonious ruffian, but
annex from THE WHOLE POPULATION, or from rival nations, and you are made Chancellor of the
Exchequer; Chairman of Ways and Means; or decorated with the grand cross of the Legion of
Honor. Maraud direct for your own profit, and you are a heinous rascal, counterfeiter, forger,
bandit; but maraud indirect, ‘on public service only’ and you are proclaimed “our opulent fellowcitizen
and distinguished patriot.”
TAKE from the peasantry even an infinitesimal proportion of their petty property, and they
will lynch you as a lazy thievish tramp; but TAKE two-thirds of their harvests by law and
rule (rent, interest or tax assessments) and they will turn out in the middle of the night, to
cheer you in your steam-horsed palace car, as it whirls through their ‘God forsaken’
To “steal the goose from off the common” is awful rascality, but “to steal the common from the
goose” is splendid statesmanship. Men who write down Holy Fables in books are called Apostles of
God, or canonized as saints; but men who tell regulation lies in the ordinary course of business are
popularly supposed to be wicked and ungodly scamps. The delightful story-teller who prints a
pleasing yarn, coined out of his alcoholic imagination, is known as a gifted author: but the plain
blunt writer who interprets Facts and proclaims them openly, is an incarnation of iniquity,
madness, blasphemy — a veritable Apollyon, Satan. “What is one man’s meat is another man’s
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Again, he who prevaricates in a pulpit for ‘the Glory of God’ is everywhere known as a
Doctor of Divinity, but he who bears false witness in an ordinary Court of Justice, is
universally condemned as a perjured villain.
It is questionable if there is one codified crime that would be considered a crime in every
land on earth. Just as there are a thousand different icons and ideals of god, so there are a
thousand mutually repellant views of Right and Wrong. Every climate, every nation, every
community, has its own notion of what Virtue means. Moral Dogmas are MANUFACTURED to
suit the occasion, and are always used as instruments of intimidation. They are not necessarily
in harmony with, or based upon Nature: except in the sense that Fraud is natural. Biologically
and historically considered — ‘there is nothing either Right of Wrong, but THINKING makes it
Every age and nation must interpret Right and Wrong for itself. So MUST EVERY MAN. It is each
man’s manifest duty to invent his own Ethical Credo. If he neglects this duty, and supinely
(without thinking) adopts the Credo of the herd into which he is born; then his individuality is
merged and lost. Other men with more personal will-power, may then set up fallacious,
maladroit Dogmas — counterfeit twenty-four inch gauges — and compel him to “conform”
against his wish. They become rulers and proprietors, while he descends to the position of a
dependent or vassal. Here is the permanent menace to freedom that lies imbedded in all ethical,
political, and religious Codes.
He who “keeps the commandments” of another, is necessarily the servant of that other. He
who curbs his own thought, to please a majority; has already lost his mental liberty. He
who implicitly relies upon “public opinion” becomes a mere marionette — a bloodless
dummy. Professing independence, he is practically a prisoner in his own domain.
The pride of life is in DECIDING and DOING — in TAKING THE INITIATIVE — not in obeying the
dictation of others. He who “keeps the commandments” is, and must always remain a
subordinate — in a beggardom of rules and regulations. He who disobeys “the
commandments” becomes himself a Commandment-Maker; that is to say, a ruler over the
minds and bodies and property of inferior organisms. Obedience is characteristic of the
menial. Disobedience is the stamp of the hero. “Man is the measure of all things.” —
“He who takes no initiative, and determines no issues, however intelligent and trustworthy”
plays a subordinate part.”17 All great deeds are the result, not of Majority Votes, but of
Individual Activity.
Every man who is free (and freedom means something more than the mere privilege of
dropping regulation pieces of print into a Majority Box) should judge ‘all things’ by his
own personality. He should regard himself as the measuring rod — the determinant — the
unit of value, and carefully abstain from blindly adopting other men’s measurements,
without personal verification and reasonable tests.
17 Admiral Walker, U.S.N., in Forum, Dec., 1896.
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The easiest way for a band of public robbers to plunder a nation, is for them to ISSUE
enslave a Race is to wheedle it into, or impose upon it counterfeit Ethics, that is to say,
fraudulent standards of morality.
When the weighing scales (or measures) are falsified, all subsequent exchange becomes
marauding. Then foreclosing bankers become cattle-lifters, and machine politicians
develop into pirates. Thus it happeneth that the words ‘politician’ and ‘thief’ are NOW
interchangeable terms; more especially in America, France, and Australia. “Government is
the Great Blackmailer.”
Better far, for a free animal to be killed outright, than to be mastered, subordinated, and
Mentally, morally, physically, a full-grown man should swear allegiance to no extraneous moralism,
custom, or arbitrary rule-of-conduct. He ought to take a special pride in developing his own
individuality; independent of all other men whatsoever. In the maxim “union is strength” there lies
an abiding fallacy. Very often, in practical affairs, he is greatest who stands most apart. “Every
man for himself” is the law of life. Every man for an Institution, a God, or a Dogma, is the law of
death. “Mind your own business” is a line of thought very much neglected in this infirm age; when
every sodden degenerate fancies that it is his “business” to be every other degenerate’s keeper,
guardian and nurse. Cain’s wrathful retort “am I my brother’s keeper?” contains a far reaching
practical philosophy, that is deserving of calm consideration, in the light of contemporary socialistic
maladjustments and biological evolutionism. Only the terrorized repent, but non-moralists found
families, build cities, rule the earth and laugh at the Gods.
Each individual should think as he pleases — as “the spirit moves in him” — without the
least respect for what others think or do — the only limit to his actions being (of course) the
materialized opposition he actually meets with: for the Strong are the natural limit of the
Strong. No one is bound to obey another (or a majority) EXCEPT “the other” can coerce
obedience; and to do that at all times, under all circumstances, would be terribly
troublesome, expensive, and — dangerous.
When actualized antagonism is met with, it is every dauntless man’s business to surmount it — if he
can. Should he find that beyond his strength (or the massed power of his friends and supporters),
then death or submission are the only reasonable alternatives. If he has not the nerve to fall (as the
much maligned Catiline fell at Pistoria18), then he and his posterity to the third and fourth
generation must sink to subjectivity.
18 “All wounded in front; not a man taken alive; Catiline himself gasping out his life, ringed round with
corpses of his foemen.” — SALLUST.
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If he is coerced by superior Strength (or strategy) into temporary retreat; he then owes no
allegiance whatever to his triumphant adversaries: and he should be ever ready (when time
and tide seem propitiatory) to overwhelm and destroy their dictation. ‘Get there!’ I say, get
there! — Get there at any cost!
Be thou a True Knight. Save thyself by thine own high deeds. If a man wound you on one cheek, lay
him low — smite him hip and thigh. Self preservation is the first law of thy being. Hate for hate,
ruth for ruth — scorn for scorn and tooth for tooth. Get there, I say!
— Get there! Get there at any cost!
Let him no longer boast of his bravery who merely weeps with his Dear-Ones, when his
Dear-Ones weep for bread. The gallant and the brave, have never yet been known to want
for ANYTHING. Women shed tears; men shed blood. Cowards serve masters. Bold men make
themselves Masters.
When passing through the Valley of Humiliation, slaves and dastards, exposing their sores,
sob aloud for consolation and sympathy. Brave men stand apart and ponder vengeance or
The fear of death is the beginning of Slavery. Majority-Box despotism can only be
maintained, by making a sudden and violent death its final sanction. “Civilized” men are
terrorized at the idea of death, and as long as that is so, those who wield sudden death in
the hollow of their hand, are masters of the world.
Hence a small body of disciplined fighters (if protected by the death penalty) are capable of
dominating a nation of ten thousand times their number.
Hence also, in accordance with the “fight-fire-with-fire” principle, all secret associations
aiming at the destruction of established tyrannies, in Church or State, have ever been
organized (from the most ancient times) upon a “death penalty” basis. When successful,
these societies become “Government” in their turn; merely re-forming as DEFENCE forces
instead of AGGRESSIVE forces. On this account the inner workings of ‘government’ are
unknown to the outer world.
Every ministerial Cabinet is oath-bound and all the higher officials are pledged and
obligated under a death penalty, to the most strict secrecy. Indeed under the cover of
Popular Government, the Financial Empire of the World is an established Fact.
* * *
No man has (or ever had) any INHERENT right to the use of the earth; nor to personal
independence; nor to property, nor to wives, nor to liberty of speech; nor to freedom of
thought; nor to ANYTHING except he can (by himself or in conjunction with his allies)
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assert his “rights” by Power. What are (in popular parlance) called “rights,” are really
“spoil” — the prerogatives of formerly exerted Might: but a “right” lapses immediately,
when those who are enjoying it, become incapable of further maintaining it. Consequently
all “rights” are as transient as morning rainbows, international treaties, or clauses in a
temporary armistice. They may be abrogated at any moment, by any one of the contracting
parties, holding the necessary Power.
Broadly speaking therefore, Might is incarnated Right, and rights are metamorphosed mights.
Power and Justice are synonyms; for Might is mighty and DOES prevail. They who possess the
UNDISPUTABLE Might (be they one, ten, or ten million) may and DO proclaim the Right.
Government is founded on property, property is founded on conquest, and conquest is founded
on Power — and Power is founded on brain and brawn — on Organic Animality. Just as
parents dictate right to their children, so masterful animals dictate right to millions and
millions of sodden-livered, baby-minded men. Monarchic rulers are the gaudy jumping-jacks,
and representative institutions the tax-gathering mechanism of the Mighty-Ones. Banks and
safe-deposits are their treasure-stores, and armies and navies their sentinels, executioners,
‘There is much to be said for the opinion’ writes Professor Huxley, ‘that Force effectually and
thoroughly used, so as to render further opposition useless; establishes an ownership that SHOULD BE
RECOGNIZED AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.’ Professor Jevons expresses a parallel thought: — ‘The first step
must be, to rid our minds of the idea that there are such things as abstract rights.’ “Spiritual right”
and “moral right” cannot possibly be explained, because they are merely verbalisms without solid
substance. They are not even shadows; for a shadow implies a materialized actuality. It is somewhat
difficult to define what is non-existent. That task may be left to University professors and Sunday
school divines. They are adepts at clothing their mental nudity in clouds of wondrous verbosity.
Right, in its broadest and deepest sense can be logically defined however, as the manifestations
of solar energy, materialized through human thought and thew, upon Battlefields — that is to
say, in Nature’s Supreme Court. Might is victory and victory establishes rightness. Might is
cosmic power in chemic operation; and Man (in his own sphere) is heliocentric force on two
legs. Might is mighty and MUST prevail.
It DOES prevail for verily it is as the Law of Gravitation — Nay! IT IS THE LAW OF
All arbitrary rules of Right and Wrong are insolent invasions of personal liberty. He who would
maintain his manhood, must ignore them and abandon them, wherever and whenever possible;
EXCEPT he has investigated them — paralleled them with Nature, and without coercion agrees to
abide thereby as a modus-vivendi. If he accepts them (on other
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conditions) as his life-long load, that is — his funeral. If he is eager to handicap himself or
commit suicide, why shouldn’t he? That is HIS own business.
A sensible man should never conform to any rule or custom, simply because it has been highly
commended by others, alive or dead. If they are alive he should suspect their motives. If dead
they are out of Court. He should be a law unto himself in all things: otherwise he permits
himself to be demonetized to the level of a domesticated animal.
The real man must depend upon himself absolutely, determine his own ends, decide his
own plan of campaign; and savagely resent any authoritarian interference (especially if it
takes the form of socialistic officialism). He must be resolutely on his defence, against all
those meddlesome “dogs” who dare to impose their squalid ideals upon his private or
public life.
It would be well for him also to be a thorough-going and dangerous adversary; as well as an
unswerving friend. To his foemen he should be as pitiless as ‘the gods’ to his friends in all days
of difficulty and danger, he should be, as — ‘an army with banners.’
Therefore I say be manly! — be BOTH manly and wise! Be fearless, tenacious, resolute, and
bold; for (as Von Clausewitz sagaciously insists), “boldness, directed by an overrulling
intelligence is the brand of the hero.”
A mans FIRST duty in this world is to HIMSELF, and the word ‘himself’ includes those near
and dear ones who have twined their tendrils around his heart. A man’s kindred are part
of himself. He should not forget that when fighting for his own hand, he is fighting for
them. His strength is their rampart. Their strength is his glory. The family and the
individual are a unit.
Henry Watterson, an insolent editor of the New Dispensation, in a studied oration before the
divine-right of Communalism over the fates of men: — “We are to teach the lesson that the
citizen exists for the government, not the government for the citizen.” Ignatius Loyolos;
Calvins; Dukes of Alva; Torquemadas; and Piuses by the score; have been equally eloquent in
expounding parallel diabolical sophisms. For ages those Destroyers of Liberty proclaimed that
the individual existed for the Holy Church; not the Holy Church for the individual. However
the despotism of socialistic-sacredotalism has been thoroughly tamed — blown to fragments as
it were; and the right of private judgment fully maintained. Its cunning recrudescence under
the guise of State Infallibility, by the Jesuits of journalistic Diablrie must be met as resolutely,
and smashed as savagely relentlessly, as its infernal theocratic prototype.
The majesty of the Individual first, foremost, and above all things. “Hells blazes” are realized
among us, when “the individual withers and the State grows more and more.”
Should the Wattersonian ideal triumph, every man who THEN dares open his mouth (except
to extol Authority) will run the risk of having streams of lead pumped into it, as a gentle
hint to be constitutional.
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He who acts upon self-denial principles in his dealings with rival carnivores casts himself
down that they may climb over his prostrate personality to THEIR SUCCESS. He abdicates his
inherent royalty who bends before any human being or any human dogma — but his own.
Humbleness is a crime in a man, though it may be a virtue in a menial. The ‘modest’ man
permits his rivals to occupy all the High Places and make him their footstool — nay, their
very doormat.
Of course there are certain Higher Laws, which no one can even try to rebel against,
without being quietly executed. The transgressor of a natural Ordinance may think he has
escaped, even while the noose-knot is under his chin and the bolt about to be sprung.
Nature has a very long arm and a vengeful one. Many a “city of the plain” has been
incinerated, besides Sodom and Gomorrah. Individual transgressors of nature are always
driven mad: and nations that organize defiance to the nature of their being become
regimented hordes of incoherent manlings, sootily perspiring downward to their “heaven”
dancing the dance of death, shrieking the songs of “Progress.” Observe for example the
working classes of civilization and the utter lunacy of their doings. Undoubtedly their god
has struck them blind or mayhap they are ‘possessed of a devil.’ Certainly they are not
sane. The day is near at hand when they shall cry out with shame “O, would that we were
As rapidly as machinery can be perfected, to perform the work now being done by these
animals; they are being “dispensed with,” — turned adrift in hordes to find fodder and shelter
as best they can. Hired-men are rapidly becoming cheaper than horses and dogs, but as yet
somewhat dearer than electric motors and steam engines. The average workman therefore feels
instinctively that his ‘virtues may not, after all, preserve his throat from the knife — that is to
say, from the logical consequences of his own, or his forefathers’ defeat in the struggle. His
“virtues” (as he calls them, poor devil) are extreme laboriousness, extreme docility, extreme
political and religious credulity — together with extreme pusillanimity in his own defence. As
long as Power requires these hordes of slave-hirelings, they will be provided with enough
necessaries to keep themselves in proper trim; but when their Labor Force is no longer a
profitable investment, they will assuredly be eliminated.19 Why should prisoners of war be
kept alive anyhow at vast expense; when it becomes cheaper and more convenient, to turn them
adrift — to perish as valueless stock perish on the ranges in winter time? Already many of
these “freeborn citizens” are cutting their throats daily in despair, at being unable to find a
master. Millions are also slowly drugging themselves with succulent poisons, in the shape of
alcoholic and other stimulants. Scientific sterilization is an established custom; infanticide a
regular trade; and celibacy increasing by leaps and bounds. The fact is that the industrial
world is run on business principles and ‘business principles’ are a synonym for ‘woe to the
vanquished,’ ‘hell takes the hindmost,’ ‘the survival of the fittest’ and ‘might is right.’
19 ‘The muzzles of the repeating rifles pointing at their heads, had a quieting effect on the miners;’ DAILY
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RIGHT, like water, finds its own level. Man’s consent is not necessary to the operations of
Natural Forces. It is not required. It is not even asked. He is like unto a patient strapped firmly
upon a dissecting table. He may feel the surgeon’s lance sinking through his quivering flesh —
he may shiver in terror and break out into a cold sweat — he may groan in convulsive agony
and pray to his Idol — but, he cannot escape.
Knowing all this, why not let Nature alone to work out her own silent ends? Why should
communities of creeping-things try to safe-guard their incapables? Why obstruct the drastic
and significant removal of corrupted organisms. The Jesus type of men were clearly made to be
crucified and flogged. The Buddha type were (evidently) born to die of pestilence and famine
— poor weak cowardly swarms of rotting vermin that they are! Behold them in the distance
there, with their ribs sticking through their hides, accepting with doleful thankfulness the alms
of their Conquerors.
Brahma! Buddha! Confucius! Juggernaut! Christ! — Behold — Your glorious handiwork!
Let the cowardly and the vile die off — let them annihilate themselves: — that is the logic
of the spheres. The atmosphere of this terrestrial ball will be purer, when these “heavy
laden souls” are gone; and there will be elbow-room upon its surface, for the regeneration
of Purity and Cleanliness of mind and body.
At the banquet of life, let no seat be reserved for those who cannot win it — who cannot
BREAK INTO the enchanted circle, by force of character and force of deeds [See page 13]. The
impotent and the brainless, who call themselves “the righteous” are better dead anyhow —
better for themselves, and better for their successors. Is it not the height of madness, for
communities to deliberately nourish and foster, the bacteria of hereditary degeneration?
Superiority can only be decided by Battle. Conflict is an infallible method of Selection and
Rejection. Evolution has no end. That is undoubtedly, the logical deduction of Darwin’s famous
pronouncement: — “if he (man) is to advance still higher, it is to be feared that he must remain
subject to a severe struggle. Otherwise he would sink into indolence; and the more gifted men
would not be more successful than the less gifted.”
It is only Incoherents of subjective will-power or of servile extraction (bottle-fed beings as it
were) that even dream of an “ordered state of society” wherein Right and Wrong (or personal
merit) can be decisively decided upon other than biological principles.
Hebrew decadents harped upon this fool-thought of Universal Peace, Equality, Justice, and Fair
Play for ages: but have then not been a pestilent tribe of unwarlike slaves from their leprous
beginning? The greatest poem of their repulsive literature, inculcates the “virtue” of patience and
submission under intolerable Injustice. All their gyrating prophets scream, and sob, and yell over
the wholesale failure of epileptoid ethical standards; and insanely proclaim a ‘good’ time coming;
when every Israelite “shall recline under his own vine and fig tree, with no one to make him
afraid.” How delightful?
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Moses, Jesus, Isaiah, Peter. — Mark, Mathew, Luke, and John, were all squalid Jews, and
rhapsodical Communards. Those Hebrew breeders of desolation — Lasalle, Dr. Adler, Jacobi,
Karl Marx, and modernized transplanted Essenes — Ebionites.
All moral injunctions, all millenialisms; are arbitrary infernalisms — the results of crafty
hypnotic suggestion. Their secret object is the overthrow of human reason and individual
independence; in order to establish a vast bedlamite penitentiary to be called ‘God’s
kingdom on earth’ alias ‘pandemonium in full blast.’
The fact is, Humanity is going stark staring mad in consequence of having eaten the fruit
that grows on that devilish tree “the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.” Luscious it is
to look upon — pleasant it is to the palate, but a deadly atropine — a cunning poison lurks
in its core. Cursed are they that eat thereof.
Aye, thrice cursed are the BELIEVERS in Right and Wrong — for they ARE — the erring ones.
Attraction and gravitation holds the stars in their courses and (upon exactly the same
general operative method) all human swarms and animal herds, are integrated and
disintegrated by effective manifestations of derivative solar heat and power.
Strong-Men are magnetized incarnations of primordial energy — dynamos of concentrated
electricity. There is a mysterious, almost magical charm about the personality of True
Greatness. Lesser men are attracted to their Natural Chiefs as steel shavings are drawn to
the loadstone. This peculiar attractive force is hardly ever seen (except spasmodically) in
physical weaklings. It seems to develop only in animals of unusual vitality — men with
plenty of “devil” in them.
Physical power is the basis of mental power. The nutriment of the brain cells is derived from
the blood-corpuscles perpetually being pumped into it by the heart’s action. If the pump valves
are weak or out of gear — if the food stream is impure — if the stomach if disordered — if the
liver is congested or the lungs decaying and corrupt; then the brain is starved, drugged,
poisoned, while all the thoughts that germinate therein are feeble, unnatural, impure. Hence
the rolling stream of literary filth that the Zolas and the bible-boomers, the poetlings, and the
‘eminent savants,’ keep pouring out upon generations of men, soaked for ages in similar
intellectual sewerage.
Hence also the remarkable fact, that neither Great Men nor Great Heroisms are ever town bred.
Cities are impure in thought, word, and deed; and nothing that is noble can ever evolve therein.
They are the refuse heaps — the kjokken-moddings of the world. They are matrixes of all that is
shameful and base, in religion, politics, sociology, and law. Lupanars of organized abomination are
they! — where the infamous prostitute and the
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still more infamous editor poison the air, side by side; spreading abroad their leprous
contagion with every wind that blows. Would that I were a Nero and could play the fiddle! But
after all perhaps, it would be a waste of matches and good cat-gut.
Great men can only evolve from out an environment of comparative personal
independence. They come from the mountains and the forest clearings. They grow to
maturity with the storm beating upon, and the rains dripping adown them. First, warring
against the rivalry of the elements, they develop the tremendous motor-power necessary in
after life, for the mastership of man-herds. Entering into the centres of semi-moribund
civilizations, they straightaway take the lead as a matter of natural right. They become
rulers, chancellors, kings, conquerors, electric batteries, dynamos. Slave-bred swarms toil
at their bidding, with zealous contentment and rivals are cast down, as it were, by a “turn
of the wrist.”
Their smile is wealth and honor to lesser men — their frown is poverty, outlawry, or the
bow-string. Second-class animals gather around them, and are used up as satraps,
governors, lieutenants. If a nation under process of exploitation, revolts, the revolt is
suppressed by FORCE. If established rulers are incapable of that task, then are they
overthrown; and leaders of Revolt rule in their stead — as a matter of course. Rulers’
control depends absolutely upon their Might. When unable any longer to wield the “death
penalty,” their power is departed. The French aristocracy originated in the savage deeds of
fierce, long-haired, battle-bred Franks; and their effeminate descendents — were
overwhelmed and guillotined by Grim Provincials who came to Paris, hungry for money,
power and renown.
In the regions of stellar Space similar phenomena may be noted. That sun-star with the
strongest attractive power, whirls other and lesser stars around it until finally it comes in
contact with a rival rolling mass of greater magnitude and attractiveness, whereupon it is
absorbed and loses its individuality. What the law of gravitation is to matter and motion,
the law of Might is in the province of sociology. In this analogy there is illimitable
significance embedded.
Star life is known to be an emanation of primeval plutonic energy. Our planetary system is
like unto one whirling mote (among countless myriads) in a vitalized sunbeam. Our earth is
a by-product of secondary cyclonic rage. The sun itself (the power-house of OUR WORLD) is
materialized heat-force in active operation; manifesting itself as warmth, light, motion,
electricity, and animal life.
Man’s body and sustenance is derived, directly or indirectly from the Sun. By it he lives,
dies, and has his being. Let heliocentric force be withdrawn for an instant, and all life
straightway disappears. Thus everywhere, throughout “Eternity,” under all circumstances
and at all times; this world, all worlds, and all that creeps thereon are driven, inspired,
vitalized, and guided by active operating Force. Everywhere it is Might that governs,
feebleness that is governed, attracted, repelled, controlled.
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Force propels iron-ribbed reindeers of the sea and hurls them plunging though the grey-green
surges. Force whirls the loaded freight cars over prairie, range, and river. Force hauls-up from the
deep sunk mines, vast treasures of gold, iron, silver, and coal. Force rolls the red-glowing metal
ingots into titanic shapes. Force sows the seed, ploughs the field, reaps the grain, threshes the corn,
hews the stone, shapes the girders, bridges rivers, mows down forests, builds cities, writes the book
— inspires it, prints it, defends it.
Even “the music of the spheres” is the vibrant roar of warring elementals, chanting the
Gloria of Power.
If Force is the “all in all” of the planetary systems and of the animal world, may it not also
be the open-sesame of sociology — the primeval principle that governs, (and must continue
to govern) the relations of tribe to tribe and man to man? Is it not the gospel of antiquity,
as well as the logical reducto of To-day?
Whether in mortgaged republics, pawned monarchies, or hypothecated despotisms, the Sword
Power — (that is to say, the military power — the clubbing power) is the ultimate IPSE DIXIT in
the measuring-out of right and wrong. As it was in the days of the fierce Sesostris; the devastating
Genghis; the venturesome Charlemagne; so is it even now. In all industrial relations Might is
‘monarch of all it surveys.’ Authority is Authority, though it may take on a thousand diverse forms.
What is the elemental difference between a Roman mandumus, a Turkish firman, a Russian ukase,
a ‘Supreme’ Court injunction, or an Order in Chancery? They are exact synonyms. Whatever their
salient phraseology may be; in operation they are visible manifestations of Imperial Power — of
Sceptred Majesty. No sacredotal sophistry can permanently disguise this fact; and what is more
important, no emotional demagoguery can remove it.
Authority is not an evil in itself. It is as natural for men of Power to rule Feeble multitudes,
as it is for the lion to eat the lamb. When any nation, or class of men possess no real might,
it is just and proper that they should be subordinated: and again, if they develop the
requisite strength, it is equally justifiable for them to reconquer their former position; and
subordinate their subordinators. Evolution works through Authority but there is to it no
The penalty of defeat is tremendous. Wage-earning is (in modern times) the main clause in
the treaty under which the defeated are permitted to exist.
Even-handed Justice has never existed in the animate creation and never can. The very
idea of it is an absurdity. Evolution knows it not.
Between beasts of burden and beasts of prey; also between Capital and Labor there is an
eternal combat. Natural enemies are they of each other, and whichever proves the stronger
must rule — for the time being; or rather, until the next Test. The law of battle is
unlimited. It does not end to-day or to-morrow. It persists for all time.
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Between the Optimates and Populares of Rome — and Aristos and the Helots of Greece
— the Merchant-Kings and Nubian serfs of Carthage — the Military Caste and the slaves of
Karnack and Memphis; the same irrepressible conflict raged for long centuries that is now being
waged EVERYWHERE, between the Haves and the Have-nots. Indeed the agrarian agitation, and the
tumultous strife between the Debtor and the Creditor classes in modern America, is an exact
duplicate of what happened in the Græco-Roman world. Modern leaders, however, (on both sides)
are poor miserable weaklings, compared with the chiefs of Antiquity. Mere infants are they,
delighting in toys and lullabies — seeing, they see not; hearing, they hear not; minds have they, but
they know not; laughing and prattling they SAY naught — most eloquently. To them their petty
provincial cradle is the Universe, and their lives an aimless wandering in the land o’ dreams.
The men who talk of permanently reconciling conflicting world-wide energies, are wasting
their breath for naught. Compromise is out of the question (now as of old) except as a
temporary expedient. The rich and the poor are both inevitable natural products and
complements of each other — like the opposing currents in an electric battery. It is the
business of the rich to exploit the poor and it is equally the business of the poor to defeat
and exploit — in their turn.
The oppression of one class by another is always induced by the physical cowardice of the
victimized; and Nature has no love for dastards — whether rich or poor. Oppression is one of the
NECESSARY phases of evolution. In order therefore to insure the subordination and ultimate
annihilation of lower types; the struggle for survival is imposed upon humans as upon all other
animals. Even when our ‘eminent’ wiselings are predicting eras of universal peace and
contentment; the contending cohorts are preparing to jump at each others throats — as of yore.
Might must decide ‘all things’ in the future, as it has decided ‘all things’ in the past: and they who
teach otherwise, are either dishonest or have no real conception of the magnitude and sequence of
biological determinance.
‘All the world’ is now in Debt and no human effort can ever suffice to repay the interest (let
alone the principal) in cash. Business lives under a cloud of mortgage indebtedness, that must
some day be liquidated with shot and shell, for bonds infer — bondage.
All realized wealth is transfigured Force; and want of it, a sure sign of sterility and
degeneracy. Industrialism is the manipulation of Force — by Force. Brains and muscles
are part of the mechanism of gravitation. Descendents of “prisoners-of-war” have been
trained for ages in servitude: and they make most intelligent mechanics, specialists, and
Capital is concentrated Force, applied to the extraction and storage of additional Force. It may
be operated by its proprietor in any way that he pleases. He is under no obligation to others as
to its application or proprietorship. He can ‘do as he likes with his own’ AS LONG AS HE HAS THE
POWER. He may own the earth by its agency, if he wants to; and he may buy or sell men and nations,
if he feels so inclined or thinks it profitable. There is in Nature no limit to his energies or ambitions.
All that is needed is Power equal to the design. But the same principles may be acted upon by any
other man or association of
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men; and in the conflict that ensues, FITNESS IS PROVED — ABSOLUTELY AND WITHOUT
DOUBT. The ‘rights of the rich’ are what they CAN maintain; and the ‘rights of the poor’ are no
less. No bounds are set to the accumulation of property, and none whatever to its redistribution.
Fair-play is not even an essential or a requisite. It may be established, if mutually
desired by both combatants; but it may also be wholly dispensed with. In real life it IS always
“dispensed with” by those who possess a preponderance of material might.
Equality can only exist amongst equals. Civilization implies division of labor and division
of labor implies subordination and subordination implies injustice and inequality. Woe to
me if I speak not truth!
At such words as these, pusillanimity blanches with timidity — gathers in its Idol Halls,
supplicating — “Lord have mercy upon us! — Christ have mercy upon us! — Deliver us
from Evil!”
In primitive communities the Philosophy of Power is thoroughly understood and acted upon by
all classes — even by the Servi.20 The ideas of abstract justice, righteousness, non-resistance,
can find no lodgement in an uncorrupted brain. Life is too grim in a camp of hunters and of
warriors, for artificialism to meet with anything more appreciative than a good natured
sarcasm. He who has to hunt for his family-dinner every forenoon (and seize land on which to
build his shelter) is not over likely to enthusiastically swallow the depraved theoria of selfrenunciation;
or pledge unbounded allegiance to a self-appointed Ring of tax-gatherers —
masquerading as political philanthropists. He maintains his own inherent independent royalty,
as long as he CAN; and never surrenders, except before absolutely superior force. Even then he
vows limitless vengeance and obligates his sons and sons’ sons, to undying hatred against the
domination and spoliation, of his conquerors.
In Evolution there is no finality. It is operating always in some form; endeavoring to blot
out inferior organisms, and perpetuate more perfect types. Like the gods of Antiquity, it is
both a Destructive and a Creative. The Powerful of the past were overthrown by the more
Powerful of the present; and in strict sequence, the Powerful of to-day must be overthrown
by — the more powerful of to-morrow.
All ‘moral’ dogmatisms and religiosities, are positive hindrances to the evolution of the Higher
Manhood; inasmuch as men who honestly grasp at Morals, do not as energetically grasp at Power
— power being essentially non-moral. Consequently the struggle between the propertied and the
propertyless classes, is not as keen as Nature evidently intends it to be. The moral man is a feeble
antagonist to non-moral generalship. He foolishly permits
20 Latin root-word of servant. Applied indiscriminately to mules, eunuchs, slaves, philosophers, historians,
scribes, prisoners-of-war and working-cattle generally.
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talkative personalities (with sharper perceptive qualities), to wield unlimited Authority
over him; under numerous plausible pretexts, and deliberately plunder him of his
There is far and away too much weepful MEA CULPA about the average mannikin. Hence the
woes of the world! — Hence the origin of the morbid craving by Dwindlings for what they call
“a peaceful solution of the social problem.” Weak natures are terrorized at the idea of what
“might happen” in a death grapple with entrenched adversaries equally as strong, if not
stronger than themselves. That is the true reason why rich men are so anxious at all times to
avoid discussion, and ‘maintain the Peace’ and why poor men — “hunger with fatness around
them, and thirst while the waters flow near: for “the Law and the Gospel hath damned them,
and dulled all their senses with fear.”
The fact is that both sides are afraid of each other — afraid of the only rational solution.
My curse be upon the white-livered and the meek: the shameful dwindlings — who call
themselves the “virtuous” the “law abiding” the “righteous” the “godly;” the “obedient
ones!” May civilization pump its vile narcotism through the flaccid ventricles of their
pigeon-hearts! May they inhale brain-leprosy through the open windows of their Templesof-Soot;
and may the open windows of their noisome swineries and splendid Ergastlui, be
unto them living tombs! May they ‘earn’ their bread (also that of their conquerors) by the
slimy sweat of dishonored brows; and may they perish at last like abandoned curs! May
they vegetate in poverty and die in contempt. May the evil works of their ‘genius’ be
ploughed under with Babylon and Ninevah; Anahuac and Rome! May the annals of their
dismal domination become, as the folk-tale of a fearsome nightmare that once rolled over
the brain of Mankind; — finally dissipating itself ‘midst thunders and lightnings and the
breaking up of the great deep! Verily! Verily! let them have their Reward!
It is customary for atrophied minds (like Bluntschili) to urge that the promulgation of such grim
thoughts ‘endanger the foundations of Society.’ Even supposing that to be so, what is Society
anyhow, that its “foundations” should not be threatened? Is “Society” something immaculate,
something divine, something anointedly ultra-human — something that must be safeguarded, right
or wrong? Is it another sacred Mount Moriah Temple — a Urim and Thummim — an Ark of the
Covenant — a Sanctum Sanctorum, or merely “an asses head hidden behind a veil?” Why should
the phrase “Society in danger” be equivalent to the proclamation of a rigid taboo or a fanatical
crusade? Why?
Society is altogether a matter of convenience — an implement — an expediency. It is the
creation of man and what man manufactures he may modify or destroy.
Society may be defined as an agglomeration of carnivorous and herbivorous animals, seeking their
natural prey and browsing along on whatever nutriment they pick-up. It is nothing more than a
‘herd’ of two legged cattle and there’s nothing supernaturally divine about a herd. Indeed the word
herd always suggests Gadara. Human swarms have been
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integrated and disintegrated ten thousand times ten thousand by the centrifugal and
centripetal energy of individuals.
Societies have risen and Societies have fallen; but man, the Unit — the germ-plasm —
persists; with the rising of the sun, and the fall of the tides. Man is not only the ‘clay,’ but
also the ‘potter’ — the paramount determinant. His fate is in his own hands absolutely,
within the length of his tether.
“To the Strong all laws are cobwebs” (Solon) and when Society becomes irksome to the
Strong they may dissolve it; nay it is their positive duty to dissolve it; otherwise it becomes
their master and consequently their enemy and oppressor. “Society in danger” therefore is
merely the hysteria of the megalomaniac.
Society (in some shape) must exist, as long as there are two human beings left alive; for
companionship is as natural to the homo, as swarming is to the bee. When however the
word “Society” develops into a synonym for socialistic restraint, then it becomes a menace
to the Evolution of the Type and ought to be broken up accordingly — without over much
ceremony. Friendship is necessary and ennobling, but impersonal despotism is destructive
of all dignity and manly virtue.
The real danger is, that innocent and natural combinations for mutual pleasure, comradeship,
profit, and defence, may transform themselves gradually into organized majority-box tyrannies —
enslaving institutionalisms of the most dictatorial and obnoxious character. When Society is thus
transfigured into a vast blackmailing corporation the lives and property of its component units are
absolutely at its mercy, and it therefore ought to be disintegrated, consciously, deliberately,
pitilessly, and at whatever cost. Freedom cannot be bought too dear, for life without liberty is
Government and Society are two distinct entities, and care must be taken not to confound
them. Society is the growth of mutual tolerance, friendship, and physical obligation; but
‘government’ arises from physical force applied by the Strong to the control and
exploitation of vanquished foes. The sanction of government, is the same that holds good
throughout the whole zoological and heliocentric scale — the sanction of material might.
That ‘sanction’ should always be under test; because the most abject weakling may
brandish a sword; but we do not know he is a weakling until another sword in the grip of a
Man is pointed at his throat.
Beowolf, a Saxon song-master, apostrophising “the Sword,” voices this primeval Organon
as it was instinctively understood by our ancestors.
“The war-thing! the comrade! father of honor, and giver of kingship! the fame-smith! —
the songmaster! Clear singing! clean slicing! sweet spoken! soft finishing! making death
beautiful — life but a coin — to be staked in the pastime; whose playing is more than
transfer of being. Arch-anarch! chief builder! prince and evangelist! I am the will of God! I
am the sword!”
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It is only in ages saturated in atmospheres of brain-wrecking artificialism — in
consumptive communities steeped to the very lips in elemental error — that senile,
degrading, anthropomorphic myths and manias are substituted for hard, bitter CommonSense.
(All great truths are “hard” and “bitter,” but Lies, to the morbidly inclined, are
sweeter than wild honey.)
One by one we abandon Realisms — to follow FATA MORGANAS. We are mortgaging our
destiny to the Pawnbrokers of Decadence. Behold! — the legerdemain of the Orient
demonetizes the Manhood of the West!
We fight like women, and feel as much,
The thoughts of our heart we guard —
Where scarcely the scorn of a god could touch,
The sneer of a fool hits hard,
The treacherous tongue and the cowardly pen,
The weapons of curs decide —
They faced each other and fought like men;
In the days when the world was wide.”21
And yet the world is beautiful — as beautiful as a blushing maiden dreaming of her first
lover. “Fair laughs the morn and soft the breezes blow” and MEN only await CAPTAINING to
— capture and possess.
This little pamphlet has been issued not for private profit, but to assist in uprooting the alien
and pernicious Ideals that have been for long centuries corrupting the blood and corroding the
brain of Europe and America. Conventional moral dogmas and political standards-of-value
are, like wooden idols, the work of men’s hands. They have no real basis in nature nor have
they any supernatural sanction. Every one of them has been carved out of a wormeaten lie, a
brazen assumption or a madman’s dream. They are impositions most insolent. Why should we
bow down even in formal adulation before imbecile and unnatural principles invented
thousands of years ago for the enslavement of oriental decadents? Have we not given lip-service
long enough to false heroisms, and fool evangels? Why feign the possession of slave virtues?
Why continue to glorify untruths that we know to be untruths? Why should men of sterling
worth obey any other man’s ‘thou shalt’?
Let us return to Nature for our moral standards!
21 Henry lawson. Angus & Robertson, Melb. Australia.
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Let us search our own hearts and brains for the true meaning of Right and Wrong.
We are living and dying (mostly dying) in a poisonous environment of deep seated moral
dementia, social disease and political illusions.
The ‘Righteous and the Just’! hypocrites! deceivers! Enemies of all that is noble,
courageous and manly!
Destroyers of self-assertiveness! Annihilators of heroism! Would that I had a legion of
demons to wring their necks.
A crucified Jew slave (terrorized under Authority) is set up as a god, as a standard of
measurement for all mankind. That is why personal valor and nobility of thought are at
such a tremendous discount.
Christendom is in bondage! Manhood is demonetized! Our race is betrayed!
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The best fighters are the best race-producers. This is the verdict of Biology and the
instinctive belief of the whole Feminine world in general.
In the molding of Organic Nature into all its diverse forms, Love and War (with their attendant
penalties and correlated consequences) are the two most potent factors. Battle is the furnacealembic
that has been consciously provided for chemically separating the animate Refuse from
the Gold. Sexual desire is the amalgam that thereafter unites the golden particles, perpetuating
for ages and ages the selected qualities — of physical beauty, vigor, bravery, endurance — or
vice-versa. “I am convinced (writes Darwin) that natural selection has been the main, but not
the exclusive means of modification.”
The same thought has been gemmed in a more sentimental but equally suggestive setting,
by Dryden: —
“Happy, happy, happy pair, None
but the brave, None but the
None but the brave deserve the fair.”
Heraclitus condensed it into the terser dictum ‘strife is the PARENT of things.’ Even Solomon (the
hoary old kingling) chanted it in characteristic Oriental strophes: “Love is stronger than death, the
coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the flood drown it —
Fighting is the method whereby the most fitted to propagate conclusively prove the fact.
Animals, plants, birds, reptiles, and fishes, all exist in surroundings of unending sex-rivalry
and warfare — so do men. Organic life is one ceaseless round of Love and War. Sexualism
and slaughter go hand in hand.
Bacteria butchers bacteria — germ wars with germ — shark eats the shark — tigers
struggle with tigers — the lion rends lion — eagle kills eagle, and man fights man, for the
favor of the female — or the plunder of the vanquished. “Peace on earth and mercy mild”
is mere lunacy-babblement. Even sheep the most “Christly” of animals wage tremendous
duels — in due season.
There is no other earthly passion so fiercely, savagely, egotistic, as sexual desire and it is the
physical basis of all human “Love” — even the most ethereal and romantic. Everywhere ‘the
season of love, is the season of battle,’ and when the fires of sexualism
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burn low in nations or men, they are as unfit for freedom, as they are unfit to reproduce
their kind.
Topinard explains how sexualism operates among Vertebrates of the deep: “The male
Artocephali (sea-bear) arrive at the Falkland Islands in November, and scatter out along
the beach. In December the females arrive, and immediately violent battles are being
fought in all directions for their possession. Family life follows exactly as among humans. If
the females behave badly, the male chastises them: they crouch as his feet, seem to beg his
pardon, and shed copious tears. At times the male and female weep together.”
A geographer and naturalist of world-repute (A. R. Wallace) proclaims a series of similar
facts — facts that are not new to observant minds: —
“Among the higher animals it is a very general fact, that the males fight together for the possession
of the females. This leads…to the stronger or better armed males, becoming the parents of the next
generation, which inherits the peculiarities of the parents; and thus vigor and offensive weapons are
continually increased in the males, resulting in the strength and horns of the bull, the tusks and
shield of the boar, the antlers and fleetness of the stag, and the spurs and fighting instinct of the
gamecock. But almost all male animals fight together, though not specially armed; even hares,
moles, squirrels, and beavers, fight to the death. The same rule applies to all male birds. From this
very general phenomenon, there necessarily results a form of natural selection, WHICH INCREASES THE
WOUNDED, OR — DRIVEN AWAY.” — as among men.
In his “Descent of man,” (page 564), Darwin makes a similar general statement: — “With
social animals, the young males have to pass through many a contest, before they win a
female, and the older males have to retain their females by renewed battles. They have also,
as in the case of mankind, to defend their females, as well as their young, FROM ENEMIES OF
ALL KINDS, and to hunt for their joint subsistence.”
Among the Vertebrates, the king of the herd (or pack), selects himself by his battle-prowess
— upon the same “general principles” that induced Napoleon to place the Iron Crown
upon his own brow — WITH HIS OWN HAND. All the Regal Houses of the world have been
founded by fighting-men, and upheld by — fighting-men; just as in the “brute” creation.
The chief recommendation to both animal and human Chieftainship, is fighting capacity.
The “common herd” instinctively feels that a GOOD fighter possesses all the requisite virtues
of GOOD leadership, and leadership is exactly what they want. By conquest alone can an
animal-king be deposed; and his vanquisher is ALWAYS his successor. As long as his sight,
hearing, strength, and courage endures, he is absolute lord, judge, procreator-in-chief —
BUT NOT ONE MOMENT LONGER. ‘The king’s dead, long live the king’ is a biological affirmative.
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This is the Natural Order. The un-natural order is to appoint feeble but eloquent
rhetoricians as Chief Magistrates (or constitutional kinglings). This latter plan is adopted
only by human swarms in eras of senility and wholesale decadence.
Politicians are everlastingly “fighting each other (if we believe the sensational headlines of our
editorial DAILY LIAR) but that kind of warfare is a sham intended to deceive. No real “fight” ever
takes place between them. What they call ‘fighting’ is gambling with “Ayes” and “Nays;” playing
pitch-and-toss for the booty other men win and the harvests other men garner. Hark! do you hear
them frothing at the mouth, loudly professing their “divine enthusiasm for Humanity.” For what?
In order that they (squalid scoundrels that they are) may sit on the seats of the mighty and steer the
nation down to hell while putting money in their purses with taxes and blackmail. Nations have
always risen to their highest pitch of fame and prosperity under the guidance of mighty men of
valor, self selected: and they’ve sank to the lowest depths of degradation and dishonor under the
diabolical domination of elective rhetoricians. (Their ravages are not so obtrusive in America as in
Europe, because territory here has been so vast — practically limitless).
Women instinctively admire soldiers, athletes, king’s nobles, and fighting-men generally,
above all other kinds of suitors — and rightly so.
Nothing so lowers a lover in a virile maiden’s estimation, than for him to be “whipped” in a
personal encounter with a rival. Among all classes of females this sentiment persists. The
best bid a man can make for the admiration of any woman (even the most pious) is a
display of undaunted physical prowess.
Young women have an instinctive detestation for the “good young man that died” kind of
adorer, and they positively abhor the pale coward — even though he be a blood relation.
Strength, energy-of-character, ferocity, and courage, she admires in her possible husband,
above all other qualities combined. Even to be carried-off by force is not repugnant to her
feelings, if the “bold bad man” is in other respects acceptable.
She pines to be ‘wooed and WON’ (or as it were) she likes to feel that she has been mastered,
conquered, taken possession of — that the man who has stormed her heart is in all respects, a MAN
among men. This suggestive female idiosyncrasy is rhythmically set forth by an anonymous writer
thus: — “Down a winding pathway in a garden old, tripped a beauteous maiden, but her heart was
cold. Came a prince to woo her, SAID he loved her true; maiden said he didn’t, so he ceased to woo.
Came a perfumed noble — dropping on one knee; SAID his love was deeper, than the deepest sea.
But the winsome maiden, said his love was dead, and the perfumed noble, accepted what she said.
Came a dashing Stranger, took her off by force: said he’d MAKE her love him, and she did — of
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Conquersome personalities by obtaining possession of the best and handsomest females
raise up as a rule, conquersome descendents. Hence the origin of Great Races. Second-class
males are driven by necessity to mate with second-class females; and in strict sequence
third-class males select partners from feminine remainders. (Hence the stereotyped nature
of servile Castes).
Superior males TAKE racially superior women, and inferior males are permitted to
duplicate themselves, per media of inferior feminines. Each class reproduces its kind (on
average) and if the ordained struggle for earth’s Good-Things is not artificially interfered
with, the leading classes are periodically called upon to maintain their pre-eminence at
every turn, by Might or be swept away, enslaved, supplanted, expropriated by the braver
and bolder Animals.
Aristocracies have always originated in War. Sham ones grow up (like mushrooms) in times of
peace. No “Aristocracy” ought to be allowed to dominate one moment longer, than it is unable
to maintain itself, by the edge of the Sword. Again, subordinated classes should not permit
themselves to be mastered by Usurpers who cannot fight. It is the Natural Order for first-class
men to dominate second-class men and for second-class men to dominate third-class men —
but the classes are self-selective; by conflict. Someday inferior breeds will be remorselessly
exterminated, as useless and noxious vermin. Behold! I judge the future by the evolutionism of
the past.
Women congregate at athletic sports and gladiatorial contests; impelled by the same universal
instinct that induces the lioness to stand expectantly by, while two or more rival males are ripping
each other to pieces in a rough-and-tumble — for her possession. The lioness submits, as a matter
of choice, to the embraces of the Victor; and in the most fashionable society, the stalwart footballer
or the dashing soldier, has practically unlimited selective powers, among the marriageable maidens
of his own particular set.
No nation, no empire, has ever fallen — no race has ever been enslaved, BECAUSE it
delighted in manly sports — in the hunting of boars and lions, and men — in deadly
tournaments — in dueling — in prize fighting — in gladiatorial combats — in scenes of
“cruelty and blood.” No! not one! (Nature is cruel — a million times more cruel than man
ever was). But dozens of ‘civilizations’ have perished shamefully, ignominiously, BECAUSE of
the spreading canker of personal cowardice — gendered by effeminacy, luxury, usury,
laboriousness, statecraft, superstition, ‘culture,’ and peace.
Want of daring — enfeeblement of physique — meanness of mind — fear of danger and
dread of death (sure signs of racial deterioration) have NEVER ORIGINATED with athletic
tournaments, nor wars of conquest, nor gladiatorial games. When Clericalism abolished
the ‘holmgang,’ the pride of Norland silently waned away: when it abolished the Olympian
games Greece rotted into decay; and when it banned gladiatorial contests the Eternal City
“had its day.”
Bull-dog virtues are bound to triumph in the long run and they can only be developed (if developed
at all) by daily practice from youth up. Hence the necessity of ‘brutal’ football
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— ‘brutal’ warfare — ‘brutal’ personal encounters — ‘brutal’ thoughts and ‘brutal’
combinations. (The word ‘brutal’ is written here because it is popularly misunderstood and
used as a missile.) The ‘brutal’ races have always been victorious races — the greatest men
have always been supremely ‘brutal.’ (Alexander, Sesostris, Cæsar, Titus, Nero, Bonaparte,
Cromwell, Grant, Bismarck, Cecil Rhodes.)
The word ‘brutal’ in real life means the reverse of effeminate. A man is brutal who will
not turn the other cheek. WHAT IS IT THAT “BRUTES” DO THAT IN NATURE, IS WRONG?
Emerson perceived this pivotal anachronism clearly when he declared: Nature is erect, but
man is fallen.’ Christlings are forever using the word ‘brutal’ to terrorize each other but who
are they anyhow? Are they not the scum, the dross, and offscourings, and creeping things, of
the Aryan migrations — mere shrieking, blubbering, fulminating dwindlings of the very lowest
intellectual development? Let Emerson again be put on the witness stand. He may be
considered fairly impartial. Hear what he has to say: —
“The waves unashamed, in difference sweet, Play glad
with the breezes; old play-fellows meet. The journeying
atoms primordial wholes,
Firmly drawn, firmly driven by their animate poles.
Sea, earth, air, silence; plant, quadruped, bird;
By one music enchanted; one deity (nature) stirred.
Each the other adorning, accompanying still;
Night veileth the morning; the vapor, the hill.
Man crouches and blushes, absconds and conceals,
He creepeth and sneaketh, he palters and steals.
Infirm, melancholy, jealous; — glancing around;
An oaf, an accomplice; he poisons the ground.”
Athletic contests (and combats of all kinds), have a powerful influence in moulding for the
better, the personnel of all participants therein. He who MUST meet worthy antagonists faceto-face
and defeat them or be himself defeated, ennobles his own mentality —
unconsciously. Courage, coolness, intrepidity, purity of blood, and mental balance, are the
athlete’s first requisites. He must therefore be individualistic, self-reliant and calmly
resourceful; i.e. he MUST be brave.
The brave man is ever generous, frank, outspoken, dauntless. His brow is open — his step
fearless and firm — his bearing self-poised, leonine. He looks at you without a tremor — sums
you up at a glance, and in business affairs, his “word of honor” is more binding than a
Shylock’s sealed bond. He may not be an erudite philosopher — a profound scholar — nor an
eminent elocutionist — (nor be troubled over much with the “saving” of his soul) but he is
more than all that — HE IS A MAN. Hence, everywhere he is
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first favorite, especially with the feminine gender — whose sexual instincts are as true to
Nature as the needle is to the pole.
What a tremendous difference is noticeable, between the self-contained bearing of the
bronzed soldier; and the creeping suavity of the chalky-skinned shopkeeper — the vileness
of the Hebrew money-lender — the sweet milk-and-honeyness of the venomous pastor —
the base obsequiousness of the lean hireling — the boorishness of the ungainly peasant —
and the fat sleek cunning of the tax-eating political? Who can look upon them (bunched
together) and honestly affirm, that — fighting does not tend to improve the stamina,
beauty, vigor, and seed of the race?
Healthy animalism is the foundation of all virtues whatsoever. Diseased bodies produce
diseased minds. Hence the noxious degeneracy of the average ‘genius.’ Hence also the
shrieking madness of the blinded multitude. Average ‘civilized’ men are more or less
abortions anyhow — pre-natal megalomaniacs. Sane men could never be induced to
worship an Idol (made out of a mendicant Jew) nor would they consciously erect in the
name of Progress, State sausage mills for chewing up their own flesh, and sucking their
children’s marrow bones. (Deranged minds while being very susceptible to suggestion,
possess — no initiative.)
It is the gibbering “geniuses” that are luring mankind down to eternal damnation. If these
monstrous mattoids had been smothered the day they were born — the earth and the air
would have been purer, to that extent. Have they not inoculated the human race with every
malady; while proclaiming nostrums and “infallible remedies” — for each incurable
From pulpit, platform and library, they ray out their maniacal babblement; and rabbles,
madder than march-hares, suck it all in, with open-mouthed wonderment?
Hark! do you hear consumptive fiendlings coughing out their literary pestilence in the High
places of the World? They would cure “the sufferings of the submerged,” would they?
Vain is the medicament that expels no contagion! Vain also is the rhetoric that cures no
human woe!
Women take supreme delight in the roll of warlike drums — in the marching of the military, in
reading the poems and romances of ‘battle, murder and sudden death.’ (Police Gazettes are mostly
supported by women, because of the sensational homicide reports.)
French women (even against their deep patriotic sentimentalism) admired the fine physique and
marital bearing of the German troops, that poured through Paris in ’71. The
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contrast between the tall, clean-skinned German Conquerors and the dwarfishness of the
French National Guards was then most strikingly displayed. In France all ‘brutal’ sports
are prohibited. Clericalism there has had full sway for centuries and now majority-box
socialism (also cynical squalid sensualism) is all the rage.
Wherever soldiers conquer in war, they also conquer in love — after the first paroxysm of
revengeful patriotism is over. Women of vanquished races are usually very prone to wed
with the men who have slaughtered their kindred in battle.
Rudyard Kipling, in one of his popular ballads touches upon this ethnic peculiarity with a
masterly hand: — “By the old Moulmein Pagoda looking eastward to the sea, there’s a
Burma girl a settin’ an I know she thinks o’ me; for the wind is in the palm-trees, and the
temple bells, they say: — ‘Come you back O British Soldier, come you back to Mandalay.”
After the battle of Senlac, Norman adventurers were the ‘prey’ of fair-haired Saxon maidens.
To this hour, wherever soldiers or men-o-wars go, amorous dusky daughters of conquered
Islands, absolutely leap into their arms. New Zealand Maori women married British officers,
soldiers and sailors in thousands and when the regiments were sent home many men remained
rather than break up their families. At Gibraltar, Spanish senoritas literally storm that rockribbed
fortress to get at the “widow’s-sons.” The loves of Red Indian maidens for Pale Face
warriors may some day find a Homer, to clothe them with immortality. Already many have
become world-famous; notably the epic of Pocahontas and that erratic filibuster John Smith.
Since the marriage of Strongbow to Eva the admixture of Celt and Sassanach blood has
proceeded continuously from the same root cause. In garrison towns it is a matter of perpetual
witticism the preference which females of all strata display for soldier lovers.
What modern Gaul requires to reinvigorate her ethnic stamina is wholesale and limitless
conquest by some Northern Race. The conquerors by seizing all the land and movable
property would become immediately a ruling caste, attracting to themselves all the best
feminines of France. This infusion of new blood would not strengthen the inherited
physique of the invaders but it would certainly invigorate the structural physique of the
defeated tribe.
No hand should be stretched forth to shield a self-poisoned breed of humans from utter
subordination, for an undue preponderance of weakly organisms is not desirable. It is good
that they should be swept away and it is better that they should be swept away by war than by
pestilence — as in China and India. Enslavement or annihilation is the just reward of wholesale
physical debilitation. The Blackfeet’s ruthless warfare against the Digger Indians was in strict
accord with the Cosmic Plan.
The story of the past literally bristles with illustrations of ethnic displacement, carried out
(unconsciously perhaps) as herein set forth. But to resume the personal factor. Breseis, after
her “dearly beloved” had been slain by Achilles, consoled herself with the self-delightful fact
that the slayer would take her, as spoil, to his own bed. The Valkyries
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(Norse battle-maidens), married only with their conquerors. After the storming of Troy,
there was very little ceremony over the union of Ajax and Cassandra, in the temple of
Minerva. All through the Illiad epic, women are at once the property, the conqueror’s
prize, and the inspiration of all the Homeric Warriors.
It is notorious that when Roman and Greek matrons discovered no parental virility in their
debauched consorts; they deliberately made advances to the blonde-bearded barbarians;
who had been imported from the frontiers (prisoners of war) to wrestle in the
amphitheatre. Many a dark-eyed patrician ‘maiden of Italia’ throbbed with secret joy, at
the duel-victory of her favorite fighter; and many another has wept her eyes out, as the
greedy remorseless sand, drank up the hearts blood of her ‘dying gladiator.’ American
women’s passion for marrying foreigners, arises more or less, from similar instincts.
American born men evince an alarming tendency towards impotency. (Vide census
returns). An immense number of them are ‘old before they are young’ and a very large
proportion (more especially in the cities) are lean lantern jawed profligates, or leering baldheaded
The noblest born maids and matrons of Rome vied with each other for Cæsar’s smile — when
he (after killing one million men, and enslaving two million, became Imperator. Queens were
proud to be his concubines; and one of his own natural sons (without knowing the fact) helped
to assassinate him. The love scandals of David, Solomon, Aaron Burr, Sigurd the Volsung,
Hercules, Jupiter, Apollo, Jehovah, Isis, Sir Galahad, Charles II, Henry VIII, Bonaparte,
Alexander, Raleigh, and that dashing triumvir Marc Antony, have affected, for better or for
worse, the whole world.
‘Better the mistress of a king, than the wife of a subject,’ was a saying once popular amongst
European women, in the ages when kings were really kings of men — when they were mail-clad
sword-swingers — mighty men-of-valor. Modern “kings” are simulacra — dilettante,
scarecrows, — robed in purple, and paid liberal salaries to impersonate regalism for the
delectation of the vulgar. Marionettes are they! — fitted only to lay foundation-stones — utter
vicarious homilies — read off type-written deceptions; or now and then dress up in
swashbuckler accoutrements, to review Messrs Rothschild, Ikelheimer, Bleichroder & Co’s
prætorian guards, marching by in serried column — with nodding plumes and bannered
panoply of war.
Modern kings are degenerates; even more so (if that be possible) than their laborious subjects.
They have allowed all kingly Initiative to be wrested from them; by the diabolical cunning of that
‘plastic dæmon’ the Jew banker — that Mephistophelian manipulator of National Debts and
National Credits. Kings have not been equal to the occasion and resultantly they and their braindrugged
subjects are “bonded” to the Israelite. The Jew has been supinely permitted to do — what
Alexander, Cæsar, Nusherwan, and Napoleon failed to accomplish — crown himself Emperor of
the World; and collect his vast tributes from ‘the ends of the earth.’ From the Mississippi valley to
the plains of the Hoang-Ho — from Spitzbergen’s icy uplands to New Zealand’s iron shores — his
satraps bear sway, and his tax-gatherers pillage, ravage, and rob. As long as the Aryan Race bows
down (even nominally), at the Sign of the Cross or vacuously
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endeavors to ‘keep the commandments,’ it is hopelessly entangled — it is delivered up
— a burnt sacrificial offering — to the dolabra of the sons of Jacob — Jacob the
Maimonides the philosopher of Hebraism boldly suggested this view to orthodox Talmudists:
— ‘The teachings of the Christian Church’ he proclaimed ‘tend to bring to perfection all
mankind, so that they SERVE Jehovah with one consent. For, since the whole world is thus full of
the words of the Messiah; of the teachings of the Holy Writ, and the Commandments, these
words have spread to the ends of the earth, even if any man deny the binding character of them
now.’ Which being interpreted meaneth: — Tolerate O children of Israel, the false religion of
the Crucified Prophet! It will serve your ends most admirably. When the tribes of the West
‘serve Jehovah with one consent’ — Behold! they shall also serve you. Christ shall ‘bring them
to perfection,’ and ye shall put them in bonds. They have made you weep and suffer; ye shall
make them drip tears of blood; for the Lord your God hath said it.’
Nineteen centuries of evangelization (with a Hebrew bible as basis) has resulted in — what?
The political, social, financial, and philosophical domination of — the Hebrew. We study his
falsified chronicles, his melancholy literature, and his prophetic outpourings; as if alone, in
such a nauseous heap of rubbish and stench the SUMMUM BONUM was to be found. Not an acre
changeth hands — not a battle-ship lifts an anchor
— not a ploughshare cleaves the soil — not a president vetoes a Bill — not a diplomat signs a
protocol — not an emperor waves a saber, without direct inspiration from the hidden Hebrew
Potentate. Behold! — “the King is in his counting-house, counting out his money” — and such
a king! Israel is absolute dictator, because he is absolute Proprietor. The gold AND THE SILVER
and the credits of the world belong to him, and as long as he hires politicians to utilize the
military arm of ‘government,’ in the collection of his ‘loans’ — in the defense of his ironclad
safety-vaults, he is an irresponsible Jehovah-Jirah. But should Force ever fail him, “the lean
dogs outside the wall” will leap snarling upon him and spoil him of his spoil; that the fittest
may survive.
‘The Jews are ministers of Gold — Great Bankers who see in the People and the State a
mine to be worked.22 “Our life blood is drawn from us by these harpies of finance and the
gaming table, who mock us with illusions, while they strip us of our all.”23 “The harm
which the Jews commit does not come from individuals, but from the very constitution of
these people; they are locusts, caterpillars, which ravage France, to whom commerce ought
to be prohibited.”24
These are two distinct yet parallel species of the parasitical Semite: — The first, represented by
Marx, LaSalle, Stepniak, and Jesus-the-dreamer: the second, by Goshen, Rothschild, Baring, and
Iscariot-the-Banker. Between them they’ve practically extinguished civil liberty and personal
independence, wherever they have been sheltered.
22 M. Anatole L. Beaulieu, REVUE DEX DEUX MONDES ’96 23 Wilson,
Financial Editor, INVESTORS REVIEW, Lond.
24 Emperor Napoleon the First — Quoted by Presense.
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Viper like, do they not bite the very mamæ that gives them suck? What have they ever done to Gaul
but eat her heart out; and Gaul was first to “emancipate” them? What are they now doing to
Germany, Russia, England, America, Africa, Australia? Poisoning the brain-cells of the enslaved
multitude while taking-in-pledge — the plough and the harrow
— the millstones and the mill.
Over nations and empires and colonies in vassalage, hangs the Idol-sign of the Brazen
Crucifix (that cures no ill.) Over a world in bondage looms the dread shadow of the Three
Golden Balls.
As the stars and the suns and primordial atoms, attract each other by odic force, so do
handsome women and brave men. The nerve cells of splendid feminines and resolute
warriors vibrate in rhythmic unison. Between them there is a mutual free-masonry, that
neither “creed” nor “culture” has ever been able to eradicate; because it is part of the
cosmic plan for evolving a higher, and yet a higher type.
Womenkind mobilize in battalions-of-beauty, at football matches, ball tournaments,
aquatic carnivals, and sham battle; just as feminines of “Auld-langsyne” gathered at the
archery sports — the Colliseum combats — the Olympian games, and the Neolithic wardances.
In their worship of the warrior, Indian squaws, lionesses and ball-room belles are
in harmonious accord.
Even in years of peace (peace may be considered a temporary truce — a partial suspension
of the struggle for survival) civilians in female society are at a heavy discount, when the
gold-braided naval lieutenant or the ‘Captain-in-his-whiskers’ is prowling around. At balls
and receptions, the marital uniform carries all before it sexually, (more especially if there
be a MAN inside) just as it does among the head hunters of Borneo, the cannibals of the
Congo, the redskins of Oklahoma — or the gruesome savages of Chicago.
University professors (priests disguised) and supersanct demagogues, may rail in florid prose and
honeyed lines of rhyme, against ‘militarism’ and the ‘horrors of war,’ but they might, much more
logically, rear-up on their hind legs and bray furiously at the belts of Orion; or kick out in silly
desperation, at the glancing spears of the Northern Lights.
Those literary ‘luminaries’ (whose business is to dwarf public opinion) with spectacles on their
noses — madness in their cerebrums — congestion in their livers — saplessness in their bones —
fear in their hearts and pens between their snaky fingers, are never enthusiastically “selected” by
virile women. When these poor miserable manlings (genius’s they name each other) do happen (by
some lucky chance), to get a woman, they make her life a torment, and scarcely ever leave any
progeny behind them, for the doom of degeneracy is upon every nerve and filament of their bodies.
Who ever heard of a
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lovelorn virgin risking her life, or her reputation, to mate herself with a sanctimonious
creeping-thing, or bespectacled savant? Did you ever look upon a great drama wherein the
hero did not do a bit of fighting? Prince Charming is ever a performer of gallant actions —
he conquers giants — outwits knaves — slaughters monsters — pulverises wicked
enchanters and is an all round perambulating Terror to the wicked — that is to say to “the
other fellow.”
A recent account of the Indian mutiny, states that the first outbreak (at Meerut), was
precipitated by ‘a splendid native girl, hung with jasmine garlands’ who womanlike,
taunted her sepoy lover by hissing in his face, when he came to visit her: — “We of the
Bazaar kiss no cowards.” He left her in a rage and went out to recklessly precipitate the
Insurrection, that ended by the blowing of “the defeated” from the mouths of the
conqueror’s cannon.
As agents provocateurs women have never been surpassed by men. Cornelia trained up her two
brilliant sons, with a view to hurl them against and overturn the Roman Oligarchs; a city harlot led
the SANS-CULLOTES of the French Revolution. Queen Boadicea led her own army of painted Britons
against the, then all-conquering Legions of Rome. A female epileptoid (since canonized) dressed
herself in iron armor, mounted a war-horse, and urged her demoralized countrymen — to the
forcible expulsion of an alien army. In American wars the feminine has also played her part with
eclat; and she delights (above all other women) in tracing her own and her family’s pedigree to
Revolutionary Soldiers, Pirates, Filibusters; and through them to the mailclad knights and heroes
of long ago. No Public Library in this Republic is without its complete set of Stud-Books, and none
are deeper students thereof then — woman. Instinctively comprehending the determinant power of
heredity, these students are vaguely endeavoring (in their own peculiar way), to solve the renowned
Spencerian Synthetic: — “Having seen that matter is indestructible, motion continuous, and Force
persistent — having seen that Forces are everywhere undergoing transformation; that motion
always follows the line of least resistance; is invariably rhythmic; it remains to discover the
similarly invariable formula, expressing the combined consequences of actions, thus separately
Herod’s wife and daughter, and their secret alliance for getting John the Baptizer’s head
chopped off, must not be overlooked; nor the calculated ‘brutality’ with which Jael drove
that tent-peg into General Sisera’s cranium, when he slept. The folk-fable of Delilah and
Samson is also to the point. In many respects women have proved themselves more cruel,
avaricious, bloodthirsty and revengeful than men.
Women are also remarkably good liars. Deception is an essential and necessary part of
their mental equipment. They are inherently deceitful. Men however reckon upon that and
discount it well in advance. Without deception of some sort, a woman would have no
defense whatever, against rivals, lovers, or husbands. We must not forget that women
really hate each other — intensely.
It is as natural for women to prevaricate, as it is for man to resent a blow on the face. It is their
weapon. Hence they take up with false religions, priestcrafts, superstitions, much
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more readily than men. They like to play the hypocrite, and pretend to be “O so holy,” when
their secret thoughts are carnal, self-centered and materialistic. When women THINK, they think
falsely — when they follow their instinct, they do exactly what nature intended them to do —
limited of course by the inevitable ‘man’ — ‘the brute that he is.’
Women are beautiful animals, delightful companions, affectionate mothers, sisters, and
wives, kind-hearted friends; but they are — born dissimulators.
A woman is primarily a reproductive cell-organism, a womb structurally embastioned by a
protective, defensive, osseous network; and surrounded with the antenæ, and blood vessels,
necessary for supplying nutriment to the growing ovum or embryo. Sexualism and
maternity dominate the lives of all true women. To such an extent is this so, that they have
little time left (or the inclination) to “think” and therefore they’ve never fitted out ab-initio
with reasoning organs. Probably this is what Mahomet alluded to, when he sententiously
affirmed that “women have no soul.” (Even in man, the soul is probably a fiction, but in
women its absence is an absolute certainty). Women are made sexually attractive to
equilibrate their lesser masculinity. It is man — the warrior’s — business to supply their
wants; and select the best of them, for his own enjoyment and the propagation of his seed.
They will not object — except in a giggling, semi-sentimental sort of a way, because they
comprehend their own incapacity for self-mastership, and logical business methods. They
are never touched with any sense of personal responsibility; are mere babies in worldly
concerns — hysterical, well supplied with tear glands, verbal mechanism — but lovable
always. Slaves and women are notoriously incompetent of self-control — of holding their
own in ‘business’ — when not inspired and assisted by male friends. They are intended by
nature to be loved and defended but not to be “equalized.”
When their passions are stirred, women have performed deeds of heroism (and of terror), that even
a man with nerves of steel, would hesitate at. They have fought on sea and land, the bravest of the
brave. They have led armies and ruled empires, and been criminals of the darkest dye. Messalina,
Aggrepina, Amestes, Charlotte Corday, Elizabeth of Russia, Jael, Fulvia, Theroigne de Mericourt,
Jezebel — the Borgias; have all made themselves more or less infamous. ‘Terrible is the rage of the
billows — terrorizing is the fear of poverty, but more terrorizing than all things is the hate of a
woman.’ (Euripides). Pseudo scientists have lately investigated “The Female Offender” with
anthropometric accuracy, but their methods are puerile and unsatisfactory. Their very ‘first
principle’ is false. They begin by assuming that the “criminal type” is to be found in gaols — a most
superficial and unscientific assumption. ONLY CRIMINALS WHO FAIL ARE FOUND THERE; and by far the
largest proportion of them do not fail. Naturally enough, successful criminals have not been
“investigated” by Messrs Ferreri, Lombroso, Havelock, Ellis, et. al. That being so, their sagest
conclusions are vitiated. Indeed it is an accepted truism among criminals and police, that ‘only the
fools are caught.’ Many of our most eminent men in law, medicine,
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science, religion and statesmanship, are criminals — criminals of the most atrocious
description. The difference between the man who rules in the Castle, and the other man who is
chained in the castle-dungeon, is the difference between success and failure. There is a strong
affinity between the criminal and the conqueror. If Washington for example, had failed, he
would (most probably) have been hunted-down, and hung as an outlaw and traitor. However
he ‘won’ by FORCE, and consequently became a mighty potentate. King David was a sheepstealer
and blackmailer, until he triumphed. Then he became “a man after God’s own heart.”
William the Norman was also a criminal, and fifty per cent of his invading army were exiled
outlaws; but by conquest he became king of England, and his followers blossomed into nobles.
Hence the Spencerian dictum: — “the sole truth that transcends experience, by underlying
it, is the Persistence of Force. This being the basis of experience, must be the basis of any
scientific organization of experiences. To this an ultimate analysis brings us down; and on
this a rational synthesis must be built up.” (First Principles, page 62). Criminals and
statesmen are visible embodiments of the Persistence of Force? Now that being so;
scientists should define, unmistakably, what they mean by “crime,” before commencing to
elaborately tabulate ‘the criminal type.’
But whether a criminal is successful or not, he seems to have a peculiar fascination for
women. He who “risks his life to advance his fortunes” may reckon beforehand upon
unlimited feminine approval. If he SUCCEEDS and becomes a millionaire, a chancellor, a
president, or a king; he has only to ‘hold up his hand’ to be literally ‘rushed’ by the
handsomest feminines in the land: and even if he fails bravely, women will gather in shoals
to visit him in gaol, besieging him with bouquets and proposals of marriage, even at the
gallows. In Michigan a law has lately been enacted, to prohibit female adorers, from
sending flowers to condemned murderers, burglars, and bank wreckers. Lombroso says
somewhere that “good and passionate women have a fatal propensity to love bad men;” but
with characteristic want of the logical faculty, he abstains enthusiastically, from defining
‘good’ and ‘bad.’
Belle Starre, the border bandit (who died in a fight with State troops) was the daughter of a
guerilla chief. She selected her numerous husbands from the bravest dare-devils in her
band, and on the slightest sign of cowardice, they were discarded. “I do LOVE a fellow who
shows grit,” was a common expression of hers.
A printed catalogue of the sanguinary duels, that have been fought through jealousy, would not
be less than fifty miles thick. (The mythical Cain and Abel are supposed to have quarreled over
some ante-diluvian young woman’s charms; and she must have married Cain.) If the duels
between the animals, plants, birds, fishes, germs, and infusorians, for possession of the female,
were also added thereto; this planet would not contain the first chapter of the first volume.
Women like to be able to say that two men have fought over them. All female animals display a
similar peculiarity.
Bushrangers, freebooters, rebels, pirates, have never lacked for love romances. Plays and
novels by the thousand have been written upon their escapades, and are always
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perennially popular. From the Arabian Nights down to Marie Correli and Ouida, it is one long
rhythmic lilt of ‘Love and Women and War.’ Women authors are specially prone to glorify in
their heroes, beauty-of-form, daring, hardihood, and resolution.
Jesse James and his reckless band of outlaws, also had their famous love adventures. The
mother of the James boys had her arm torn off by the explosion of a detective’s bomb,
thrown through her bedroom window, in the darkness of the night.
The memory of “Brennan on the Moor,” (and his dashing inamorata, who “handed him a
blunderbuss from underneath her cloak”) is still as green as the hillsides of Innisfail. Like
Mahomet, Tell, William Wallace, Cæsar, and Napoleon, this famous outlaw’s popularity
rested on — a suggestive economic fact: —
“He never robbed a poor man, Upon
the king’s highway;
But what he’d taken from the rich, He
gave unto the poor;
So bold and undaunted, Was
Brennan on the moor.”
Though not cast in the American mould, Mr. Brennan was somewhat of a “practical
statesman.” Decidedly!
According to Inspector Shaak’s very cleverly written pamphlet; each of the Chicago bombthrowers
had his own romance. An heiress supplied money for the defence of one, whom
she proposed to marry: but the most daring and logical of them all (when defeated) “fell
upon his sword,” like unto Brutus and Cato and Saul. That is to say, he blew his own head
off with explosives brought to him by his lady-love. It is also noteworthy that he was the
son of a Crown Prince. Heredity therefore may have had much to do with the magnitude of
his concept. IN SE MAGNA RUUNT.
Another of these slave-betrayed, mob-abandoned enthusiasts was the brother of an
American General, and seems to have led a wandering adventurous life; finally falling
‘head-over-heals’ in love with a Southern quadroon; who still zealously fans the embers of
her dead husband’s agitation (limited of course by police censorship.) Whenever she rises
to speak in this city, she is surrounded by stenographic-mouchards and by armed officers
of the “Law” in picturesque uniforms.
By direct command of the People, two of those men were choked to death and two others
had their necks neatly broken; amid reverberating shouts of worldwide approbation. Their
‘Power’ was not equal to their ‘Logic,’ and consequently they were snuffed-out in strict
accordance with the Law of the survival-of-the-fittest. ‘They who make half-revolutions dig
their own graves’ is an old Cromwellian proverb, that they had evidently failed to properly
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Thus the vibrations of Matter and Motion are to be seen in all social phenomena; and Regal
Authority is upheld by the combined strength of arm and brain, THAT GAVE IT BIRTH. “Man, like
every other animal must remain subject to a severe struggle.” (Darwin.)
Love in sexual relationship, Power in social adjustments, Polarity and Magnetism in physics,
Gravitation in astronomy, and Might in ethics, are exact synonyms; — correlated phases of one
primary Assertive — “the Persistence of Force.” SE NU SAN — SO NA SI. The Sultan of Turkey has
been melodramatically described by W. E. Gladstone, that “Grand Old Spider” as — “the Assassin
of the Century,” and yet the women of the East (even those of Armenia) would claw each others
eyes out, for half a chance to enter his harem.
Dr. Jamieson, the South African freebooter, and his chief, Cecil Rhodes, though
unmercifully abused and denounced as wicked criminals, are continuously being deluged
with written proposals of marriage, from heiresses on both sides of the Atlantic. These two
men, by Force and Diplomacy, “stole” two million acres of the finest agricultural and
pastoral land in Africa: together with gold mines, silver mines, copper mines, diamond
mines; also vast herds of sheep and cattle.
They carried fire and sword into the strongholds of their enemies — shot “gods” with rifle-bullets
— cut the throats of priestly sorcerers in scores — shed the blood of “adversaries” like water; and
reduced the defeated Kaffirs to a respectful condition of “constitutional freedom.” There is no cant
and hypocrisy about Cecil Rhodes! — None! He is a man made whole — blunt as Napoleon or
Bismarck. He is (in his own sphere) of the Cæsar, Cromwell, Darwinian stock. Believing implicitly
in the survival of the fittest, he is the despair of the priestling and the terror of the politician. He
laughs at their parchment Laws and shrieking Editorials — he rides rough-shod over their Golden
— he scorns their Sermons on the Mount — he spits upon their Tabulated
‘Commandments.’ He TAKES what he wants, if he has the Power — not otherwise. He does
not beg — he does not pray — he does not “steal.” No! — he goes direct for what he wants
and “annexes” it, if he can. Nor does he weep crocodile tears, over the ‘enslavement’ of
races that Nature manifestly stamped with inferiority. In days long gone by, such men were
the norms of Anglo-Saxondom. Now! Alas! they are astounding exceptions.
If this Republic had produced one Cecil Rhodes forty years ago, the Civil War (provoked
by idiotic emotionalism) would never have been fought. (Civil wars are necessary then a
country is overstocked, but these States were not over populated in 1862.) Instead of
‘Sounding the Jubilee’ for plantation ‘niggers,’ he would have Sounded it for his own Race;
by sending Grants and Shermans, not to plunder and devastate the Shenandoah valley and
the home of Washington, but to seize, conquer, and re-colonize, South and Central
America, from El Paso to Cape Horn.
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Among the Norse and Germanic forefathers, it was considered the saddest disgrace that
could befall any matron; to be the mother of a weakling, or a laggard in war. Only for the
debasing influence of priestcraft THAT would be felt by modern women — of all grades.
Roman matrons have died of broken hearts and even drowned themselves in shame, at the
poltroonery displayed by a son. If past generations had to depend on the sweet girly-girly
fragile young thing of to-day — or the lean “lady graduate” for its reproductive Ova, we
would long ago have became a swarm of ring-tailed baboons. Poor things, they also feel
their artificiality — feel it in their hearts; when they look upon the spindle-shanked,
mutilated males (scarecrows of men) that they are expected to “love, honor, and obey.”
Over intellectualism (bad enough in man) transfigures women into freaks. The more
Animal Nature a maiden possesses; the more of a true woman she is — the better wife and
mother she will make. Culture and refinement are horrible substitutes, for the grand old
matronly virtues — beauty, naturalness, purity, maidenly hypnotism. Intellectualism
renders more sensitive. Sensitive persons are very excitable, timid, and liable to disease.
Over cultivation of the brain cells undoubtedly produces (in both sexes) physical decay and
leads on towards insanity.
Women’s noblest occupation is not merely to read erotic novels, pound the fiddle, waltz
divinely, or fry steak and onions, but to BREED MEN, to raise up a race of unsubdueable fighters
— fighters for their own hand. Her vilest occupation is to duplicate anæmic poltroons, creeping
Judas’s, laborious jackasses. Therefore if she desires her sons to be brave, bold and successful
in the battle of life, she should see to it that her husband is not a coward or a slave: and men
ought also ’ware of marrying slave-minded women. This point is simply set forth in the Saga of
Olaf Trygwason. Earl Rognwald had a degenerate son, who returned from a Viking-cruise
without bringing any plunder. This was considered a shameful disgrace by the family. Earl
Rognwald remarked: ‘MY son is not like my forefathers.’ So he fitted the young man out
afresh, saying to him: — ‘I shall be pleased if you come not again; but I have little hope that
you will ever be an honor to your kinsmen, for your mother’s family are all thrall born.’ Have
moderns ever improved on that thought?
There is nothing particularly inviting about barren, dyspeptic, blue-stocking ‘New
Women,’ in pants and spectacles; talking idiotic snuffle through their noses; with busts
made of adjustable india-rubber; with narrow or padded hips, and “wheels between their
legs,” scorching across the curbstones like mad. When such women are ‘captured’ what
good are they? They won’t even breed; or if they do so (by accident) their puny embryos,
have to be delicately nurtured into life with steam-heated incubator-mechanism and
afterwards fed and weaned on ‘the bottle.’ The sons of such women — bottle fed abortions
— of what good are they?
It is women of this kind (unnatural monsters they are) that cause so much domestic
unhappiness. They have been “educated” along false lines, filled with bookish artificialism, and
thereafter when called upon to take up their maternal duty, they are
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organic incapables. Hence the divorce court scandals — the fruit of wholesale degeneracy
— encouraged by State interference with domestic affairs.
“Our times, in sin prolific, first
The marriage bed with taint have cursed,
And family and home —
This is the fountain head of all, The
sorrows and the ills that fall —
On Romans and on Rome.” — (Horace).
Gradually the curse of ‘Law’ invades the privacy of every home. It encourages emotional
feminines to defy husbands, and Deify an irresponsible Authority. In other words it
deliberately promotes unfaithfulness and unlimited free-love. It undermines the husband’s
Control, but at what a dreadful cost? With the “equalization” of women comes wholesale
panmixia — scientific concubinage, State-regulated polyandry, and the poisoning of all interfamily
intercourse. When average women find in Statute Law a “deliverer” and a “champion”
more powerful than their husbands and brothers, they become both unfaithful and profligate
— especially if “well educated.” Then it cometh to pass (as in all ages of connubial decadence)
“no man knoweth his own father.” Is not that the practical tendency of the times? Again, is that
‘tendency’ itself not the horrible result of State-Paternalism — of majority-box dictation — of
Statecraft and Priestcraft? The Church lives by the functional emotionalism of women. Thus
the Individual wanes and the State GROWS MORE AND MORE. In NATURAL society, every woman’s
husband is to her, both priest and king. When the baleful shadow of politics and preacherisms,
looms over the marriage bed, dreadful days are at hand.
Purity of blood has played (and is yet to play) a leading role in the drama of racial
evolution. Races held in bondage are necessarily mongrelized, degraded, ‘equalized.’
Homeliness is one result of bad breeding.
When a higher type allies itself by marriage with a lower, it paves the way for its own ultimate
degeneracy. When Spartans and Athenians mixed themselves with imported Asiatic and
Egyptian slaves, their downfall was foretold; and when “Equality” became the motto of
Christian Italy; Latins, Asiatics, and Negroes miscegenated, evolving the modern ‘Dago’ —
who slaves for the descendents of the men his ancestors conquered. What a fall? Modern
Greeks and Italians, with their dark complexions, curly hair and sensual lips, show distinct
traces of the Negro and Asiatic blood, that (with the emancipation of the Servi) was poured into
their forefathers’ veins. Hence their failure in the struggle for mastery. Hence their conquest
by Goth, Mongol, Teuton, Turk and Slav. A friend of Winwoode Reade’s, tells a tale full of
meaning. As an African explorer, he once came across a native tribe (the Joloffs) remarkable
for their comparative fine appearance. He asked one of them, “how is it that everyone whom I
meet here is good looking, not only your men but your women?” “That is easily explained, (was
the reply)
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it has always been our custom to pick out our worst looking ones, and sell them for slaves.”
Hybridism, south of Mason and Dixon’s line, smoothed the way for the Lincoln invasion of ’62
and even in the Northern States (if the present olla-podrida intermixture, with inferior breeds,
is not somehow put and end to) similar invasions may be confidently predicted. Our race
cannot hope to maintain its predominance, if it goes on diluting its blood with Chinamen,
Negros, Japanese, or debased Europeans. Panmixia means BOTH DEATH AND SLAVERY. Throughout
South and Central America, human mongrelism is rampant: (a half-breed is president in Mexico).
The Latin race is hopelessly effete in both the old world and the new. Nations, like horses, are bred
to win.
‘Can you reverse rules that stupid farmers heed, And
mend the higher by the coarser breed?’
Tremendous indeed is the occult influence of sex-love upon the evolution of organic life.
Love and glory, fidelity, emulation, resolution, beauty, strength, and courage are directly
inspired by sex-passions. In ballad and legend they are ever inextricably intertwined. ‘None
but the brave deserve the fair’ — ‘Faint heart never won fair lady’ and ‘all is fair in love
and war,’ are age-worn proverbs.
Nature is saturated through and through, with the chemic potency of strife and sexualism. All
the world is male and female. The saint is the only hermaphrodite. Sexual desire inspires the
male with nobility of bearing; and the female with instincts of motherhood, devotedness, and
song. The roar of the lion as he tosses his tawny mane, by the forest water-hole — the neigh of
the high-mettled stallion, as he rears at the halter, or leaps the slip-rail — the deep challenging
bellow of the shaggy bull, as he tears up the grass with his stamping hoofs — the nightingale
pouring piercingly into the azure vault, its magical thrill — MAN decked in his shining
regimentals, marching forth to victory or death, with drum-beat and bugle-song; all bear direct
testimony to the sublime, beneficent, and all pervading Mesmerism of Force.
Military renown is now, and ever has been, the virtue of the mightiest animals. Selfabnegation
is the thesis of the slave. Christlingism is functional derangement of the nerve
centres — a madness — a disease.
A national Redeemer has never been known to materialize, in the guise of a feeble mendicant — an
humble petitioner: but rather in the form of a mighty man-hunter, a destroyer of tribal ravagers —
a man who saith to his disciples ‘come on!’ not ‘go forth!’ The Emancipator is heard of at first, with
secret delight, and some misgivings; but afterwards when better understood, he comes on a warhorse
with steel by his side; amid the roll of saluting cannon, the throb of triumphal drums, the
fierce blare of twisted-bugles, and the ringing huzzas of the People HE HAS ENRICHED by the
exploitation of their foes — for all-the-world loves a fighter; especially its sisters, its cousins, and its
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Liberators never ARRIVE from circumcised Jewry, wearing halos, briar crowns, uttering
shrieks of agonized despair; nor do they “ride on a colt the foal of an ass,” through the
streets of Zion. No! No! — that is the ideal of — dastards and dotards.
In spite of all the century-old emasculating creeds, and debasing copy-book
commercialisms; the inbred popular conception of a Mighty Man is still a Sworded
Warrior — a king of men — a ruthless sweeper-away of blackmailers, usurers, priests and
“Who shall be nearest, noblest and dearest, named with all honor and pride evermore? He the
undaunted, whose banner is planted on Power’s high ramparts, and battlements hoar. Fearless of
danger, to falsehood as stranger: looking not back, when there’s danger before. He shall be nearest,
he shall be dearest; he shall be first in our hearts evermore.”
A Virginian love song expresses this grand old sentiment in its sexual form: — “Rather
would I view thee dying, on the last red-field of strife; ’mid thy countries heroes dying, than
become — a dastards wife.”
John Ruskin (in an oft quoted passage) decidedly caught a passing glimpse of the surging
logic that lurks in armed conflicts: — ‘War is the foundation of ALL the high virtues and
faculties of men. It is very strange for me to discover this, but I saw it to be quite an
undeniable fact. The common notion that peace and the virtues of civil life flourished
together, I found to be wholly untenable. Peace and the vices of civil-life flourish together.’
Decadence and Peace are concentric.
Next to the belted sword-swinger and the sturdy well-to-do athlete, the successful money-making
‘man of affairs’ is especially attractive to the average female mind. He also (in a lesser degree) is a
resolute professional fighter — a scalp-hunter — his scalps being title-deeds to land, farmmortgages,
bank credits, consols, shares and bonds. (Consols, shares, and bonds, represent subdivided
portions of the battle-booty.) He also, climbs to success over his prostrate rivals — for there
is no other road. Success and money come to him only, when he has outwitted his rivals, and finally
triumphed in the ruthless rough-and-tumble of daily, hourly conflict. The “Business Man” is a
conqueror of the most merciless, stony-hearted, and cruel kind; but we must not blame him for
that. If he displays a particle of human sympathy, with the multitudinous victims of his business
methods, he is immediately out-generaled, bankrupted, ruined by rivals, with more iron in their
strategy — more hardness in their hearts. A kind-hearted man is always a failure in “business,”
and he is always a failure in “war.” War means thorough-going smashing-up of your opponent, so
that he may be prevented from smashing you up; and it is “ditto, ditto, ditto,” in all the parallel
phases of Commerce and Trade.
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With “money in his purse” the successful business man is able to support a family, and rear up
his children in an environment of comparative freedom, and women are sharp to perceive this.
In such matters the female mind is preternaturally acute. Except in sexual matters a women
has no more brains than a cock-sparrow — but in questions of marriage and love, she is an
expert. Other things being equal, women prefer a rich-man to a poor-man for a husband —
and they are scientifically justified. He who is without wealth amidst unlimited quantities of it,
is either a coward, a born slave or a lunatic; and no self-respecting woman should marry such
an imbecile.
The resolute and brave, never ‘hunger’ to the grave
The gallant and the bold, never lack for — gold.
With the possession of an “independence,” a man is free to materialize his ideals; and if he
is “well born” it is impossible for his ideals to partake of the ignoble.
Gold is a fierce resolvent. It is the sublimated extract of Victory. It is the property — the
booty — of the Strong. “Whoever has sixpence (writes Carlyle) is sovereign over all men to
the extent of that sixpence; commands cooks to feed him, philosophers to teach him, KINGS
TO MOUNT GUARD OVER HIM — to the extent of that sixpence.” Therefore all men who would
obtain freedom must obtain wealth ‘by hook or by crook,’ or as R. L. Stevenson rhymes it: —
‘You also scan your life horizon, for all that can clap your eyes on.’
To become the child-bearer of a mere hireling, a day drudge, is the last resort of a sensible
Dowerless women never regard a poor lover with enthusiastic favour: except in conventional
romances. Without being capable of logical reasoning, yet women intuitively comprehend that
“there is oft a lack of courage in the race of bondmen.” If a man possesses wealth (no matter
how obtained) he can pick and choose among the most delightful darlings in the land: nay, he
can even buy them (if he wants to) — by the carload. Behind all the hypocritical veneer of piety
and fashion; women of all ranks are still a marketable commodity. Whenever the supply
exceeds the demand, they are straightaway transmuted into magdalenes, concubines, slaves (or
“new women”). When few in number (as in young colonies) they possess a certain proportion of
selective influence, but when for every eligible man, there is a score of eligible women, their
market value dwindles, and instead of ‘selecting,’ they become ‘the selected’ or as Darwin puts
it: — ‘The sexual struggle is of two kinds. In the one it is between the individuals of the same
sex, generally the males, in order to drive away or kill their rivals, the females remaining
passive; while on the other, the struggle is likewise between the individuals of the same sex,
generally the females, which no longer remain passive, but select the more agreeable partners.”
(Vide “Descent of Man.”)
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In a reasonably natural Society, the most vigorous males would possess Property and Power.
Consequently (in accordance with the instincts of sex-attraction), they would also obtain
possession and impregnate, the best and handsomest feminines; leaving the ovum-bearing
residue to be fertilized by the less vigorous males. In an unnatural system of Society (such as
the fiendish socialistic scheme, amidst which we now retrograde) weaklings, dotards, and semimadmen
are deliberately permitted to retain Property Privileges; that they are manifestly
unable to defend IF PUT TO THE TEST. The ‘Law’ defends the Unfit. Consequently opulent
weaklings preponderate in the selection and retention of the finest females. Resultantly the
children of such unnatural unions seldom reach even average perfection. More often than
otherwise they are a shame and a malison to their kindred. “The sons of vicious and very
corrupt men,” wrote Plutarch ages ago, “reproduce the very nature of their parents.”
This nation literally swarms with vile semi-idiotic mannikins (leprous wretches, damned in the
womb) whose presence among us, is a standing menace to all things truly Great and Noble. It is not
by breeding meeklings and stunted profligates, that nobility of national character is evolved. Why
should diseased and ignoble animals (rich or poor) be encouraged to populate luxurious wigwams,
with fragile, anæmic, bottle-fed, scrofulous dwarfs; when nature demands their wholesale
segregation — by the edge of the sword?
Dr. Haycraft suggests that Society should socialistically segregate the Unfit, but that is
manifestly out of the question, inasmuch as Society is incompetent to provide a testing
standard, sufficiently absolute and accurate, to decide satisfactorily who are and are not the
“Unfit.” Nature however has provided that standard, and it is UNENDING CONFLICT between rival
interests: with women, power, and property as the contestants’ final prize. The surest, fairest,
and most scientific method of re-distributing monopolized plunder, and accumulated —
privilege is unlimited struggle.
Let the Best Men win! Is that not the Logic of events of Science, of Fact and of Nature?
Why should Anglo-Saxondom doltishly stand guard over the copulations of opulent decadents, and
shoals of creeping unwarlike proletarians? “Not is anyone so careless (writes Charles Darwin) as to
breed from his worst animals. Even savages, when
compelled from extreme want, to kill some of their animals,
The fit are not the individuals who merely inherit stolen
property; or obtain peaceful possession thereof by subterraneanism; but those who deliberately,
and openly proprietorise themselves. If taboos were not so insanely reverenced, proprietors who are
incapables would be unceremoniously pushed aside (most probably) to make room for
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If those ‘in possession’ victoriously prove their capacity, then their prerogatives cannot be
abrogated or abridged; but should they fail, then their vanquishers — presumably better
men — are biologically justified in dispossessing them. “Let the best man win” is an
assertive, at once popular, scientific and suggestive. The mastership of the Ablest Man is
exactly what science and circumstances demand. In Nature an organism’s right is
commensurate with its mentality and physique. In the realm of Cosmic Law the only
Statute of Limitations is superior Power.
A-PRIORI “rights” are as non-existent as the gods, ghosts, and moral taboos of the pontiffs
and pastors. Therefore the police-officer’s club (being in harmony with the dynamic
necessities of matter and motion) is part and parcel of the Divine Order. So are clubs in
general. — Men shall ring around each other, in a fierce unending strife; each shall strive
to ‘beat’ his brother, wile for wile, and life for life.
If legislative injunctions, and other bogey contrivances were wholly disregarded; then the
Strongest and the Boldest (therefore the Wisest) would by fertilizing the pick of the best
damsels per marriage, transmit their own right-royal qualities to their immediate descendents.
Upon similar principles second-rate males would of necessity pair-off with second-rate females.
This by cumulative atavism, and interbreeding of underlings, would gradually tend to
eliminate, subjugate, and efface the seed of the servile-minded — the superstitious and the over
Hereditary virtues can only be maintained, by keeping them in constant use. Hence the
biological necessity of unmerciful struggles between individuals and groups of individuals. As
with muscles and organs of the body, so human aptitudes are developed by use and attenuated
by non-use. Nearly all the masterful qualities, mental and physical, that have ever distinguished
the elite of mankind, have originated in conflict.
Racial rottenness (the conjoint result of holy hydrophobia and State-regulated hybridism)
can only be eliminated by an intelligent application to the breeding of human beings — of
the principles of natural selection, conjoined with conscious rejection, culminating from
time to time in deadly conflicts. War is the most important phase of racial, sex and tribal
One panic-stricken coward may cause the loss of a battle — and the loss of one battle may
decide for ages (perhaps for ever) the fate of a Race. Hence the necessity of breeding men
who are fighters — fighters in their heart. Hence also the need of training them, from
boyhood up, to conquer and overthrow their oppressors and personal enemies — at any
cost — at any peril. By no known alchemy can a race of warriors and freemen be evoluted
out of a “flock of bleating, baaing, lapping lambs, suckled on teats of priest-rid dams.”
‘The qualities which have enabled the Teutonic races to play their wonderful part in the history of
Europe, are well displayed in the valiant sons of Tancred, of Hautonville — William Iron Arm —
Robert Guiscard — Roger, and the rest: who carved out kingdoms for themselves in Apulia and
Sicily. They were a vigorous race, large of limb, stout of
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heart, tenacious of will; with abundant physical energy, taking their pleasures in drinking
and hunting. They had broad shoulders, fair hair, blue eyes; as we see in Anna Comnenia’s
portrait of the son of Robert Guiscard, Bohmend, Prince of Tarentum, who was ‘a cubit
taller than the tallest man; …with blue eyes, his cheeks tinted with golden red.’ (Taylor’s
Origin Aryan Race.)
All hireling labor is corroding, corrupting, degrading, devilish. Cursed is the brow that
sweats — for hire, and the back that bends to a master’s burden. Calloused hands imply
calloused minds. “Virtue in bondage,” what an insane paradox?
There is something mutilated about men who exert the strength of their body or mind, for
the enrichment of Taskmasters, and women are not slow to perceive it. Women are never
deluded with the maniac philosophy that “Jack is as good as his master.” Indian squaws
have no admiration for the “brave” who has never taken a scalp; and white women have
even less for the ‘bearded man,’ who — amidst gold and silver by the ton — lives from
hand to mouth, like a mangy cur.
The bolder and more aggressive men are, the more women of all classes admire them —
and vice versa. Thus the surging ebb and flow of attraction and of gravitation is ever
directed towards — the impregnation of the Fair — by the Strong. How glorious beneath
the sun is the union of the Beautiful and the Brave?
Soiled hands (if soiled for market hire or the payment of tribute) imply a soiled manhood
— a biological organism of ‘low degree.’ Labor performed for ones self is passable — when
performed for others, it is utterly debasing — ruinous to brain and body.
From the beginning of time, the defeated classes have ever been the laboring classes — the
tenants — the vassals — the sans-cullotes: and the conquerors (their heirs or assigns) have
always provided (or hired) the priests, generals, taskmasters, and rulers. This is as true of
the United States (a European colony) as it was of Thebes, Troy, Babylon, Persia,
Carthage, Rome.
“Fallen from primeval innocence and ease,
(When thornless fields employed him, but to please) The
laborer toils — and from his dripping brow, Moistens the
lengthening furrows of the plough.
In vain he scorns and spurns his altered state, Tries each
poor shift, and strives to cheat his fate; In vain new-shapes
his name; to shun the ill — Serf, hireling, help — the curse
pursues him still; Changeless the doom remains: the
mincing phrase,
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May mock high-heaven, but not reverse its ways.”25
The only apparent difference, between the bond-servant of antiquity, and the “educated”
hireling of today, is — the thorough-going lunacy of the latter. The ancient Servi KNEW that
they were held in bondage by force of arms; but modern slaves being born, maniacal
degenerates, don’t know it. Indeed the free workmen of England and America, can be
compared to nothing more appropriate than Ibsen’s “hero,” who fancied himself a reigning
monarch (with the fate of empires in his nod) when inside a Cairo madhouse his head was
ceremoniously encircled with a diadem of straw. (His brow is wet with honest sweat” is the
National Anthem of the insane asylum).
From whatever side we view him, the average hireling is a shameless contemptible being. He
cannot be classified among “men,” any more than a capon can be classified as a gamecock.
Continuous drudgery stiffens his body — ossifies both his hand and brain — makes him an
idiot in fact. Even when women (indulgent though they be) regard him as a disdainful object,
incapable of either great thoughts, great deeds, or of providing them with a home. Hirelings are
nearly always on the verge of pauperdom — always praying, howling, and weeping before their
TASKMASTERS, crying out with a loud voice like spoilt babies, “O don’t hurt us — don’t hurt us
— we are so ‘good’ — so law-abiding — we love Jesus so!” Capitalists, kings, and presidents
never take these servile hounds into consideration — NOR DO SENSIBLE WOMEN. In grand affairs
hirelings are merely inventoried as so much raw material or so many head of cattle; and in
sexual affairs, they must of necessity, mate themselves with second-rate women — who cannot
possibly find anything more to their taste.
What woman in her senses desires to be a breeder of drudges, lunatics, and sans-cullotes?
The very idea of “Labor” is in chains and yokes. There is no dignity in a bent back — no
glory in a perspiring brow — no honor in greasy copper-riveted rags. There is nothing very
delectable in picks, shovels, and calloused paws. ‘Dignity of Labor!’ — Dignity of hell!
What is grand in a horny hand?
What is free in a bended knee?
What is brave in a pauper grave?
What is bold in a lack of gold?
O ye generations of Christ-deluded imbeciles! Ye swarms of moonstruck meeklings! Ye
burnt out cinders of men! — ye bleeding lambs! One day! One day! ye shall be flung to the
lions! Behold! I spit upon your Idols — your Opinions. Now would I pour molten hell
through the ventricles of your soul.
25 ‘The Hireling and the Slave’ — W. J. Grayson, 1856.
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“O wretched minds of men! O blind hearts! not to see in what darkness of life, and in what
dangers, is spent this little term of human existence.
For as children are frightened of fancied objects in the gloom, so we in broad daylight,
often fear what deserves no more to be feared, than the shadows the children dread in the
dark, and fancy they must exist.”
P. S. Book II will be issued when circumstances demand it.
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Might was Right when Caesar bled
upon the stones of Rome,
Might was Right when Joshua led his
hordes o’er Jordan’s foam,
And Might was Right when German troops
poured down through Paris gay;
It’s the Gospel of the Ancient World
and the Logic of To-day.
Behind all Kings and Presidents
— all government and law,
Are army-corps and cannoneers —
to hold the world in awe.
And sword-strong races own the earth
and ride the Conqueror’s Car —
And LIBERTY has ne’er been won
except by deeds of war.
What are the lords of horded gold
— the silent SEMITE rings?
What are the plunder patriots —
high pontiffs, priests and kings?
What are they but bold master-minds,
best fitted for the fray
Who comprehend and vanquish by
— the Logic of To-day.
Cain’s knotted club is scepter still —
the “Rights of Man” is fraud.
Christ’s Ethics are for creeping things —
true manhood smiles at “God”.
For Might is Right when empires sink
in storms of steel and flame;
And it is RIGHT when weakling breeds
— are hunted down like game.
Then what’s the use of dreaming dreams,
that each shall “get his own”
By forceless votes of meek-eyed thralls,
who blindly sweat and moan?
No! A curse is on their cankered brains —
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their very bones decay:
Go! Trace your fate in the Iron
Game, is the Logic of To-day.
The strong must ever rule the weak,
is grim Primordial Law —
On earth’s broad racial threshing floor,
the meek are beaten straw —
Then ride to power o’er foemen’s necks
let NOTHING bar your way:
If you are FIT you’ll Rule and Reign,
is the Logic of To-day.
You must prove your Right by deeds of
Might of splendor and renown.
If need-be march through flames of
hell, to dash opponents down.
If need-be die on scaffolds high — in
the morning’s misty gray.
For “Liberty or Death” is still
the Logic of To-day.
Might was Right when Gideon led
the “chosen” tribes of old, And it
was right when Titus burnt,
their temple roofed with gold: And
Might was Right from Bunker’s Hill,
to far Manila Bay,
By land and flood it’s wrote in blood
— the Gospel of To-day.
“Put not your trust in princes”
is a saying old and true,
“Put not your hope in governments”
translateth it anew.
All “Books of Law” and “Golden
Rules” are fashioned to betray:
“The Survival of the Strongest”
is the Gospel of To-day.
Might was Right when Carthage
flames lit up the Punic foam —
And — when the naked steel of Gaul
weighed down the spoil of Rome;
And Might was Right when Richmond fell
— and at Thermopayle —
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It’s the logic of the Ancient World
— and the Gospel of To-day.
Where pendant suns in millions swing,
around this whirling earth,
It’s Might, it’s Force that holds the brakes,
and steers through life and death:
Force governs all organic life,
inspires all Right and Wrong.
It’s natures plan to weed-out man
and TEST who are the strong.
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From Sandy Hook to London
tower From Jaffa to Japan,
They can take who have the
power They may keep who can.
This is the law of Heaven and
Hell Stupendous and divine
The highest, holiest law of all
That governs “mine and thine.”
The law it is of Sun and Star,
Of President and Pope —
It is “the prisoner at the bar”
The gallows and the rope.
It is the lawyer and his fee;
The shearer and his sheep —
The eagle soaring swift and free;
The dreadnaught on the deep.
It is the Bond; it is the Loan
— The profit and the loss —
The usurer on his Bullion Throne
— The Idol of the Cross.
It is the Goth; it is the Hun
— The tyrant and his prey,
And flame and saber, club and
gun; O, taxes that we pay!
It is the law of all the climes,
And all the things to be;
And all the bold tremendous
times That you and I shall see.
From Sandy Hook to London tower,
From Greenland to Japan —
They will take who have the Power
And they may keep who can.”
— Redbeard’s Review
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Fill high your vaults with booty,
Bid evolution cease,
And chant Belzchazzar’s anthem —
“O, Baal preserve the peace.”
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