Alt-Right great Steve Sailer delivers a post about Sheldon Adelson which points out a few of Mr. Adelson’s foibles.  Unfortunately he ends with this as a final paragraph:

Personally, I like Sheldon. He’s an old coot having a blast making his younger wife happy by getting wrapped up in her country’s doings. It wouldn’t be much of a problem if we could greet his machinations with a chuckle and an amused roll of the eyes. But that’s now allowed anymore. It’s the gentiles who are to be ashamed for noticing.

Some may view this final paragraph as a U-turn which signals the cool detachment of Mr. Sailer.  It’s sought of like your on the piss with one of your mates and the following occurs:

Someone says: “Hey, look over there Trent -> your mate’s fucking your girlfriend!”

Response: “Ha, good on him (rolls eyes and chuckles). My mate sure loves to fuck, and he’ll always be my mate no matter what. Nothing stops him, always on the look out for a shag ha ha. Once found him up to his nuts in my mother’s guts! Can you believe that?! Ha ha (chuckle and an amused roll of the eyes, again)”

But not us here at M4, we don’t like U-turns. So I humbly suggest to Mr. Sailer that he needs an editor. As a start I’ve come up with an alternative final paragraph to the Adelson post:

Personally, as you can tell, I don’t like Sheldon. He’s being a typical kike cunt by attempting to make his gold-digger slut of a wife happy by fucking over my once great country. It wouldn’t be much of a problem if we could greet his machinations with a kick in the arse, a slamming of the chamber door, followed by the throwing in of a canister marked ‘Achtung! Z-B’. But unfortunately that’s not allowed anymore. Instead alt-right pussies like me have to do a post pointing out all that’s wrong in the world, then act like smug cunts by doing a u-turn in the last paragraph by pretending to like the guy’s fucking us.

That’s better.


Often in traffic, at the moment of lane change or entering a T intersection I have this idea, this strange notion. That even though I’ve checked that the parallel lane is clear and have successfully negotiated it, or have entered traffic without mishap, what if I actually had a crash? What if in fact I’d just been sideswiped and had veered off the road into the ditch and was now, smashed and crumpled into the dashboard, being wrenched out with the jaws of life. Only to die, sadly, with my family mourning and the side of the road to be marked with one of those pitiful crosses adorned with flowers and trinkets. But, I had, at the moment of impact, entered a parallel universe and that’s why I continue to drive unharmed. How many parallel universes have a I traversed in my lifetime, yet always diligently checking, and re-checking, that the lane was clear only to be wiped out?

Probably not an original idea and been done in a Sci-Fi novel or movie. As a lad, and I hear it is common enough, I had this notion, what if everyone else is a robot and I’m the only human? I suppose that’s similar to that move starring Jim Carey that I forget the name of now.

A thought inspired I think by Greg Johnson mp3 whilst on a long drive the other day is that it won’t be sex robots that change the cultural landscape but holoporn style brain tapping, like the holodeck in Star Trek. Like the vivid reality of a wet dream, an RS232 socket or maybe RJ45 ethernet plug in the base of the skull wired to a software platform that creates dreams. That sort of thing is maybe possible, and if so far more likely to change the cultural landscape more than sex robots. Even if there are sex robots, like out of Blade Runner, they’d have to be so real that the robot would have to think that they are real. People want and need more in life than sex, they require relationships. Sex and love is so much more than either word. They incorporate pain. Life is pain, at times, and joy of course. But pain is necessary. Without pain we cannot live, or know what it is to live. Pain is corrective, it is informative. Like a hand palm on a stove top, we learn through our nervous system what is bad for us, what damages us. Love is pain, going through pain, more than romance, but is romance, more than kids but is kids. It is enduring, suffering, patience, anger. Commitment.

Which, in conclusion, reminds me to tell anyone if they have wondered, M4 Monologue derives its name from the Sydney Motorway the M4. There is the M5, M7 and M2. The M4 is the east west once toll road that divides Sydney in half, north south. The M7 bisects Sydney east west. Like a crucifix. Though I do like the added menace of the M4 carbine. That was deliberate, the meaning of both M4s. And also, Tunnel Running is in homage to the tunnel runners of Viet Nam. Probably the bravest men you would find I think.

Imagine what it must have been like to find the woven mat covering a perpendicular slide down into darkness, that then trajects in all sort of arcs and angles. Full of bamboo pits and water traps, fighting Gooks, hiding with guns, or booby trapped beds or maps. Down into darkness to flush out the vermin. Yes, that is the mission of the M4 Monologue. To honour the tunnel runners, and to be a tunnel runner of the modern hive mind of the elite. To flush those fuckers out and kill them all in thought and reality. Then fumigate their rats nest and blast it sky high.

A withering, blistering, brilliant post from Ferdinand Bardamu, America’s Four Hundred Year War Against the Catholic Church:

No, there’s nothing new about the left’s hatred of Catholics — this is just a new battle in an old war. The liberals frothing at the mouth over the contraception issue are the heirs of the Know-Nothings and every anti-Catholic movement in American history going back to the Mayflower. Instead of stereotyping Catholics as dirty degenerates with too many kids (read: they have sex more than once a month), lazy (read: they enjoy life and don’t want to slave all day for a pittance), idol-worshipping (read: they appreciate beauty), and disloyal (read: they have greater principles then mindlessly worshipping the state), they rage about how Catholics violate today’s orthodoxy of pseudohedonism and non-judgmentalism. I say “pseudohedonism” because liberals only tolerate hedonism along certain approved paths. They claim to be for freedom until you want to have a cigarette, buy a handgun, or be a man and not a wussy, feminized doormat. “Do what you want, unless you make choices I personally disapprove of.”

Evangelical Christians don’t inspire the deranged, manic hatred in leftists that Catholics do because evangelicalism is the moderate wing of American Calvinism — America has no conservatives, just liberals and libertarians (right-liberals). Evangelicals have the gall to call themselves “conservative” when they bend to every whim of secular society, whether it’s their Mammonite worship of capitalism (“God helps those who help themselves”) or their chosen art form, Christian “rock.” To liberals, “conservative” Protestants are the equivalent of annoying cousins — they may not like them, but they’re still family. Catholics are foreigners, outsiders, the enemy, good only to be leashed or shot.

That’s the sick joke here — liberals may praise rationality to the skies and profess their atheism, but they are nothing more than Puritans, working to turn America and the world into Calvin’s fabled “city of glass.” God may be dead, but Christianity lives on.

Exactly.

Though I’d change that last line to: “God may be dead, but Puritanism lives on.”

There is much in what Ferdinand notes that has resonance here in Oz. One need only observe the MSM hysteria about Catholic Tony Abbott and his determination to cut out the womb of every wymin everywhere. Books and reams of articles have been devoted to the subject. What is important here though is that just as it is important for White Nationalists* to discuss the Jewish Question, it is equally important for Whites to discuss the WASP Question. Because, as we are always told, it’s not all about the Joooos. True. Though that derisive argument “it’s all the Joooos” is meant to shame and disarm us, there is some truth to it. Because the dismantling of White nations is not all to be laid at the feet of “the Jooos” but also, amongst others, laid at the feet of Protestant Progressivism. Just because these ostensibly white windbags in the MSM claim to have no religion it doesn’t mean that their god is dead, or that they do not in fact have a religion. Their god is as he/she/it always is and was: leftism, progressivism, elitisim. SWPLs are informal Protestants and they hate YOU, the working class.

They have (and continue to) destroyed any sense of nationhood and people that other non-elite Whites have maintained. SWPLs are glad that your jobs got offshored. They are stoked that your suburbs and neighbourhoods have been over run with non-Whites. SWPLs will mandate sharia lands and laws within Oz and any White nation. SWPLs will find victims everywhere to trump Whites with and promote over and above us. This is what Progressive politics is all about. It’s racial. And the #1 thing that SWPLs do is deny race, all the whiles living amongst their own race, the whiter than white whites who hate hate hate Whites.

It’s not “all the Joooos”, it’s the SWPLs too. They have religion, and they have it with a fervour and vengeance far greater than anything you read about in the MSM. The MSM *is* their expression of religion. Anti-smoking, anti-beer, anti-life, anti-speeding, anti anti anti. This is WASP Calvinism. They never had God god. They had hatred and bitterness towards humanity always in their hearts. That is their god. They infest the public service and MSM. They are Fairfax, the ABC, they are the non-Jew neocons.

They are white and they hate Whites. They hate “xtianity”, x-ing out the Christ from life. Because Christ means life, means family, means race, means love. Christ in full metaphor and symbolism *is* the West. Christ is Western Civilisation. All of which Progressives hate. Like Cromwell, they are more Jewish than the Jews.

We need to understand this, so as to defeat them.

Meanwhile, if you have the opportunity, make sure to visit the Renaissance exhibition at the National Gallery of Australia in Canberra.

*If you don’t like the term “White Nationalism” then simply understand it for what it is: nations for White people. It doesn’t translate to Nazi boogeymen under your bed, rows of marching stormtroopers in your head. It is nationhood for White people. The same thing as, you know, hmmmmmmmmmmm, Israel for Jews, the Middle East for Muslims, Africa for Africans, Asia for Asians. White Nationalism is no stranger, nor any more fearful than all these other nations who we honour daily in the MSM. The reason why you may hate the term, or fear it, is because the progressives in the MSM and public service (what a joke term that is) hate you, Joe Public, White person. Yes, they hate you. That’s why they dismantle any semblance of White civilisation and history.

**I have my own problems with modern Catholicism which I hope to post in more depth on later. But, mainly, that the Catholic Church has turned from its historic mandate to look after its flock, to seek out the one who went astray WHILST maintaining the 99 who are its flock. The historic *racial* basis of the Catholic Church. Just as Jesus was sent to the Jews and the Jews only, a racial mission, so too was the Catholic Church sent to the White people.

***Addendum: as continually pointed out to me, much to my frustration at the inability of people to listen to what is being said rather than what they *think* is being said (mostly their own idiot stereotypes floating inside their fear fevered brains), I am not “working class” in the traditional sense. Matter of point: there is no working class today, in the traditional sense. Perhaps this deserves a post as well. But, the point here is, class division too is a Protestant manifestation of their religion, which as pointed out, is hatred of Whites. I am not talking about “working class” as in labourers in field, or shop floor toilers in a manufacturing enterprise. I am talking about White people who simply wish to live, work, love and enjoy life with their own kind. The so called Labor party is not about labour or labourers. They are the antithesis of such a thing. Every bit as much or more so than the Liberal party. Neither is about labour or labourers, but at least the Liberal party doesn’t maintain any pretence in their title to be about labour, or labourers. PAYE – that is working class. Pay As You Earn, the regular taxpayer is working class and both political parties hate us. They want to be rid of us.

Have you ever noticed how much progressives go on about “hate”? How they create non-stop laws to eradicate so called “hate”? Well, think about this: the reason they are so obsessed with “hate” is because that is what defines them. Progressivism = hate. That is their core mission: to project outward their inner disease of pure, unadulterated hate that has no love to offset or temper itself with. Progressives are eternally on the look out for *your* hate, which is really simply an expression of your love, i.e. we hate that which threatens what we love. Progressives hate that which we love, and call our love hate. And make laws to ban what we love, on the pretext that it is hate.

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