I shared this on Twitter a while back, and I thought it should be stored for good. Perhaps it can be used in an alternate history or next time secession is tried or something.
Rudyard Kipling’s archreactionary poem, posted here for your enjoyment, and more timely than ever:
AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.
We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.
With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “Stick to the Devil you know.”
On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “The Wages of Sin is Death.”
In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you don’t work you die.”
Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.
As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
Today we see the power of evil. The might of evil is revealed. We know that the resurrection is coming. We know that Christ will defeat death. We know that Christ will defeat evil and hatred and sin and will grant remission of sins and life eternal. But today – this one day – is filled with evil. This day is filled with darkness. Our church calendar has many red-lettered days. We commemorate many very gruesome events. The early Christian martyrs – and even in recent times – not only died and were not only killed for the Faith, they were tortured and put to a much painful and gruesome death. But there is only one day in the church year that is filled with darkness and is all black and all night.
But in the might and power of the evil which reigns over this day, is revealed its…
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I think it would be a good idea to start an email list for reactionary bloggers to communicate (somewhat) privately, in addition to the things we put on our blogs for public consumption. This would allow us to coordinate our efforts a bit more and give us a place to resolve any disputes that might come up without getting into public flame wars, among other things.
To that end, I’m going to try and start a reactionary email list. The requirements to join will be simple:
I. You must be a reactionary (obviously), which is to say ‘you must be opposed to the agenda of equality and radical autonomy put forward by the mainstream culture of America and the West today’).
II. You must be either personally known to me, or at least somewhat established in the reactionary blogosphere (this is to keep the list free of liberal trolls and the like; I dont require that your blog be old, just that you have one and have made a few worthwhile reactionary posts).
If you’re interested in joining the list, you can send me an email at avengingredhand@yahoo.com, or if you dont mind your email address being public, just leave it in a comment.
This thing, of course, will have to be named. I’m open to suggestions, but my working title is ‘The Golden Circle’.
