Conquest of the Untermensch

Two days before Christmas I really don’t want to think about reality. I want to put my feet up with the family, have some beer, some cheer, seafood, laughs, give presents to family and friends, sing Christmas songs, go to pre-Christmas drinks at friend’s homes, read some poetry, go to Mass and, you know, generally enjoy a traditional Sydney Christmas.

Christmas time, summer holidays, growing up seemed to go on for an eon of joy: sport, running, games and gatherings. My mum painted tennis court lines on our street and we could play tennis on the road (traffic was low – dead end street into a park and sports ovals). People had a lot more time on their hands, we would stay over at neighbour’s houses and have parties into the night. The whole street, 2 in 3 houses had families of 3 or more kids, would get together and celebrate in our own cultural way. BBQs, beer and games.

You’d be hard pressed to do that now in the area where I grew up. Reality is, my people, White people, were driven out of those areas through ethnic violence, reduced infrastructure funding, vindictive policies from national and state govts that had determined that we had to go, be replaced by better people. More fungible people. Cosmopolitan people. People not us. Quietly and unannounced our govts declared war. They had seen the enemy and it was – us.

But, reality beckons and the latest paean to the annihilation of White people in western Sydney is put forth by the Sydney Morning Herald (SMH), titled: City of Cultures

“Sydney’s west is Australia’s most vibrant, cosmopolitan melting pot, writes Andrew West.”

The Sydney Morning Herald has a dwindling readership, the last of its founding family’s descendants have sold out, and the paper finds itself in financially difficult times. Its readership is largey based outside of the area this article lauds. This is an essay of congratulation to the people east of Glebe Island Bridge (Madonna’s Bra) for having so well traduced the White people west of that bridge into economic and social hopelessness and dissaray.

The SMH has it’s printing presses in Chullora in the west, a move they made many years ago out of Broadway – the land of the gentrified east – though Fairfax (the owner) now resides its journalists in beautiful towers overlooking Darling Harbour. It is a literal example of the literary prowess of Fairfax in general. They live in ivory towers like Laputians floating above us, a Brahmin class, eternal avatars of divine authority, that cast down judgements and urgings daily on how those they hate, their racial brethren must be removed from the west and replaced. By a cosmopolitan face. For we are too bland, too annoyingly reminiscent of them in face, that shames them for our uncultured ways. We are haters, they live in love.

As example we are given the story of Makka Krubally and his black African family and how they made the east’s dreams come true. You won’t find any happy stories of success of White west Sydney people in the SMH. No. As we have learned daily at the SMH, ours is a story of racism, xenophobia, homophobia, domestic violence, misogyny, all summed up as: the west Sydney people are haters. We don’t figure much in this story, only in the declaration of victory in our absence.

I won’t bore you with Makka Krubally’s story, you can read the details at the link. It is a story of triumph for Fairfax journalists and the eastern suburbs. Instead let’s look at their vision. For Makka Krubally is the embodiment of “the character of Sydney as an ”arrival city” of ambitious, industrious immigrants.”

“The term was coined in a recent book, Arrival City: How the Largest Migration in History is Reshaping Our World, by Canadian journalist Doug Saunders.”

“Saunders writes that Sydney is on the cusp of this transition, a place where “the people renting the apartments and buying the houses and running the shops are mainly former villagers”.

Sadly, Sydney didn’t have “villagers” so we had to import them. We just had White working class people living bland lives in quiet contentment with their lot. Heirs to hard won union rights to a 40 hour working week, paid leave, safe work places, a decent living wage, that sort of thing. Things we didn’t deserve since we didn’t return what we didn’t know we were meant to: a mass bolshevik uprising. Instead we just lived our lives and raised families. For that ingratitude we had to pay.

“Krubally settled, and stayed, in Blacktown and now lives with his wife, Salimatou, and son in a modern apartment complex populated mostly by immigrants.

”You will find most of the Gambians and Senegalese here in Blacktown and around Parramatta, Bankstown and Chester Hill,” says Krubally, the president of the African Communities Council of NSW. ”The Liberians are based around Auburn, Lakemba and Belmore, and the Sierra Leoneans in Bankstown.”

That’s very true, and Krubally has a good grasp of the west Sydney makeup. Though it should be added that Auburn, Lakemba, Belmore, and Bankstown is a Muslim area. There are large mosques there, with Halal butchers in abundance. Blacktown, Mount Druitt and Hebershem are rapidly filling with Sudanese and Somalians. Violent crime is on the rise, brutal violent crime, machette style crime. The Catholic Church has programmes to assist these “Lost Boys”, orphaned boys from war torn countries that have suffered irreparable psychological damage that can only be expressed in slaughter and hate, into our communities. For our sins of fear, the evil xenophobia, we will pay for the Catholic Church’s “humanity”, Her blasphemous “social justice”. Social Justice, capitalised, has replaced God. Social Justice, like “humanitarianism”, only considers the justice and humanity of and to those who are not us, the sainted Other. We don’t deserve justice, nor any notions of humanity. We are not human. We are haters.

Most Whites have fled or are fleeing, if they can, from these suburbs. Those that are left must join drug gangs, be on drugs themselves, prostitute themselves, live furtive lives in fear.

“A study earlier this year, for example, for the state government agency Industry & Investment NSW, found that business worth hundreds of millions of dollars, the figure was impossible to quantify, could flow from harnessing ”the innate entrepreneurial spirit” of the Arab community in Sydney’s west.

”The arrival city is basically a machine designed to integrate people,” Saunders says. ”The people who move into it know how to make it work.

”They come in taking great risk and making a big investment by their standards, and they know what they want to make it.”

The “innate entrepreneurial spirit” of “the Arab community” has mostly been demonstrated in bikie gangs running drugs and drive by shootings. Merrylands (ha ha), Guildford, Granville are all places that have seen spikes in shootings. Typically, those killed are innocent unfortunates like the White truck driver killed by a stray bullet at Lansdowne.

“Fairfield, which he has studied in depth, was still a semi-rural suburb when Italians from Calabria and Sicily settled there, establishing market gardens, orchards and vineyards.”

The original housing, fibro and cladding, was modest, but it allowed migrants to buy land cheaply and get a stake in the economy, a phenomenon that Saunders says is integral to an arrival city. Later, when the land was subdivided for housing or bought for industrial or manufacturing use, many owners became moderately wealthy.

More recently, a new wave of what Saunders calls ”arrivees”, including Assyrians from Iraq and Sudanese, has settled in an around Fairfield.

“It is still an extremely functional community,” says Castle, who argues there is a difference between ethnic concentration and segregation.

”We certainly have concentrations of migrants in Sydney,” he says. ”Vietnamese in Cabramatta, Turks in Auburn. But there is no area in Sydney where there is only one ethnic group.””

All true.

Fairfield is where Constable Carty was set upon by Assyrian criminals years ago in the car park outside the local pub. His crime? He had instructed these entrepreneurs to not spit on the street. So they got him at the pub when he was off duty. He had his nose severed from his face and his chest carved open to his heart. He was stomped to a pulp.

Fairfield, where it borders on the Georges River, is where one of my sister’s friends was tied to a tree, raped and had her throat cut by a Vietnamese immigrant.

Years ago the Bankstown region in general saw waves of gang rapes of White girls by Muslim gangs. The SMH never reported these crimes until the outcry became too large. Then it simply denounced us all as racists. There is no feminism when it comes to the White underclass. We are equally despised.

The Italians did set down market gardens but you won’t find anything like that now. The Italians learned to get the hell out of there. There are no market gardens in those areas. What these areas have is massive entrenched unemployment, rampant violent crime, and dysfunction. The Italian market gardeners, those still doing their bit, have moved further west near Richmond and Schofields where, if you drive up the Richmond Road, you can still buy fresh produce sold in little stalls by the side of the road, at their humble houses.

If you want an illegal gun, drugs, prostitutes, contraband cigarettes you will get these at Fairfield, Cabramatta and Bankstown. The entrepreneurial spirit always finds its own level.

“A 2004 article in Australian Geographical Studies, by Michael Poulsen, Ron Johnston and James Forrest, found that ”Sydney is dominated by an intermixing of different ethnic groups with each other and with the host society, and not by high levels of ethnic segregation”.”

Ethnic integration is meaningless in these terms. What do they mean? There is no “intermixing of different ethnic groups with each other and with the host society”, other than we are all forced to live with each other, competing. Ethnic segregation abounds as anyone who lives here knows. Life is a daily battle between ethnic groups who only integrate, if at all, on religious grounds. The Muslims stick to their groups, the Orthodox or Christian Copts stick to their groups, the Catholic Vietnamese to their groups, the Islanders as one into their groups. If there is intermixing it is on the factory floor (there are few factories). It is forced. If there is intermixing it is at the welfare office. The one thing that all groups agree on is that “the host society” must fund them and remove ourselves from their vicinity at the same time.

“Saunders says that such ethnic concentrations provide an immediate support network for new arrivals, helping them into cheap housing and, pretty quickly, into low-level jobs – cleaning, labouring, nursing-home care – that Anglo-Australians and the second generation of established migrant communities often spurn.”

Yes, putting the lie to the previous statement of intermixing, ethnic groups stick together to enable and support further concentrations of their own kind. This is what they do. This is natural and to be expected. And don’t kid yourself that the people of Sydney’s east don’t know this. They do. Which is why they are shoving immigrants down our throats as rapidly as they can.

Who ARE these “Anglo-Australians”? Are the Italians, Greeks, Croatians, Serbs, Irish, Scots and Russians Anglo-Australians? Who are these Anglos who just won’t do the work? I don’t see them – here. I do see them in the eastern suburbs, working for Fairfax. But they are in short supply in these suburbs the SMH mentions. Anglos, like the rest of us Whites, were forced out. It is a lie to say we don’t want low-level jobs. We want jobs, a better future for our children. Why would I demand a low-level job? Wouldn’t I want a better job, for me and my children? But if that’s all there is, which it mostly is, then we do do the work. But the eastern suburbs people forced us into immigrant hellholes. And so we fled and are fleeing.

Adding insult to injury they refuse to even acknowledge our ethnicity. We aren’t even White. We are all Anglo-Australians now.

“”An arrival city neighbourhood wants to succeed and people who come to it don’t simply blow in or show up hoping to collect benefits,” Saunders says.

”Nobody does that because the gain is too small to make it worth it. For somebody to come from a rural area in a foreign country to a Western country is a vast expense not only for them but usually for everyone else in the village.

”If it cannot produce a better life for their children than themselves, it fails. If the transitional urban neighbourhood ceases to be transitional then it will become a ghetto.’”

So immigrants want better lives for themselves and their children. So do we. But we are said to not want low-level jobs. How dare WE want better lives.

The majority of immigrants come to have a better life. And it’s not hard to do because relative to every other 3rd world shithole western Sydney is a paradise. They’ll take the jobs if they can find them, no one’s denying that. But they will, and DO, sit back on welfare and are quite happy to do so. “the gain is too small to make it worth it” is nonsense. Everything is relative and, relatively, stepping off a plane or a boat and getting to Sydney is a massive gain.

Western Sydney has not produced a “better life for [our White] children than [our]selves”. Yet the SMH has never said that “it fails” because of it. The opposite as this article shows. The failure of western Sydney to support its local Whites is a good thing, a moral thing. It’s not a failure at all. It’s success itself.

If they want to encourage so called villagers to move to the cities then where is the encouragement for the rural and farming western districts over the mountains? Where is the interconnection of those White country towns, those villages and their villagers? The traffic is one way for Whites – we keep moving west, to Penrith, the Mountains, Goulburn, Dubbo, Orange, Bathurst. Or completely out of the state to Queensland or Western Australia. Many to the Central Coast or up. One thing is certain: Whites are being eradicated from the western suburbs of Sydney, replaced by massive waves of immigrants from the third world. We didn’t want to move, we were forced to move.

“The data shows that for the past 25 years, NSW has consistently been the most popular destination. The figure was at its lowest in 2007-08, when 29 per cent of migrants settled in NSW, and at its highest in 1995-96, when almost 45 per cent arrived.

A 2003 report by a federal and state government working party found that, based on the 2001 census data, Sydney was taking almost 40 per cent of migrants. The trend seems to have held.

Over the past decade, the number of migrants arriving in NSW from China (and, anecdotally, from rural China via a big city such as Shanghai) has been high by Australian standards, at between 4200 and 7000 a year. South Asians (from India, Pakistan, Bangladesh and Sri Lanka) have arrived in similar numbers, while Filipino immigration has averaged around 1800 people a year for the past decade.

Immigration to NSW from sub-Saharan Africa – and Sudan, which is classified as north Africa – has averaged around 3800 for the past decade (about 40 to 50 per cent are South Africans, ”mostly of Afrikaner, British or other European backgrounds”, according to the Immigration Department).

Pacific islands immigration to NSW, mostly from Fiji, Tonga and Samoa, has averaged about 1600 people a year for the past decade.”

Western Sydney has been invaded. The victory of the eastern suburbs gentry – Jews, Anglos, Capitalist-Communists, homosexuals – has been stunning indeed. Western Sydney has been turned inside out, upside down, bled, punched, kicked and shat on. If it were the wife of a domestic violence type husband she’d be hanging from the balcony rail with her guts cut out. A fly blown mangled carcass that has been serially raped from birth till death.

The victory is almost complete. All that is needed is to completely whitewash the history of the region. White-wash as in flush all the Whites down the sewer.

“This generally should be a positive thing because these networks of human contact are what make integration work. It seems like a paradox but the ethnically concentrated immigrant neighbourhood usually is a better pathway to integration than randomly scattering people throughout the city.”

It only seems like a paradox if you take into consideration the already existing people. But, if you don’t take them into account, then, well there you go, there is no paradox. The purpose of an ethnically concentrated neighbourhood, rather than one that integrates with the local already existing community, is to destroy that community. Randomly scattering people about a city causes integration and newcomers to adapt – precisely the thing that the eastern suburbs don’t want. Through the natural creation of ethnic enclaves diversity is increased. Diversity is disharmony, everyone knows this. Diversity + Proximity = War. And war is what is wanted. War on the Whites of western Sydney – the proles, the untermensch.

“Saunders studied rural-to-urban immigration in 20 cities on five continents and found that, despite the rhetoric of anti-immigrant populists, the clustering of migrants into particular suburbs brings more benefits than problems because the neighbourhoods often become centres of economic activity. In short, ethnic ”ghettos” are good.”

The already existing people of western Sydney, like all Whites throughout the West, don’t want to be invaded and replaced by people who are racially and ethnically dissimilar to us. It is popular with us to have policies that enforce these immigration restrictive goals. There is very little rhetoric and a whole lot of facts, all of which is derided as “the rhetoric of anti-immigrant populists”. Which announces as well that Saunders’ policy prescriptions are profoundly unpopular! But he will have his way, as will the people of the eastern suburbs.

In their words, and it bears repeating over and over and over till you understand, that this isn’t PC gone wild, this isn’t PC madness, it’s not crazy, the lunatics aren’t in charge of the asylum. It’s deliberate. In their words, but not in their worlds, their villages and suburbs, – ethnic ghettos are good. For us.