Clearly nationalism is part of any necessary future society because autonomy for each ethnic-cultural group is necessary for them to exist; ethnic groups that mix with others become dissolved and turn into "new" things that invariably become the same old thing, or the cultureless random mix of novelties and businesses. Healthy people are proud of their heritage and will defend it. This is why nationalism is on the rise: thanks to globalism, we now see the threat of becoming generic mixed populations and being bred into a uniform grey.
However, nationalists are like anyone else, and in a time of so much emotional reaction, they also become reactionary. Instead of looking at the simple truth, they bluster on with speeches and threats of violence, turning most people away from their ideas. Who wants another world war? Or, for that matter, another totalitarian state? (While it's clear that the "freedom" of the modern West leads to decadence and needs to be in some ways limited, this can be accomplished without midnight raids by masked commandos and secret files on every citizen.)
When nationalists drop the "us versus them" silliness and concentrate on rebuilding their own nations, we will have the basis for a world order in which every ethnic-cultural group has its own space -- without being disrespectful, hateful or violent toward any one of them. The reason our society has declined to its current state is a lack of cultural goals in common, but people are now seeing the consequence of that condition. We're wondering what kind of force can limit reckless business and population expansion, parasitic leaders, a moronic lumpenproletariat that buys cheap products and votes for the wrong people. The answer is culture, but culture is specific to each group and nation.
If we are to be brave, and to acknowledge that the seeds of our own downfall are within, we can see that decay is not warred against; the only solution to decay is to strengthen what is healthy within us. The same seeds of greatness that created the past are alive in us today, but dormant, because they are not rewarded; business and popularity of silly ideas have replaced culture. If we strengthen our culture, and work toward positive ideals, all of the negatives we see now will diminish in the same way physical fitness eliminates ill health.
Supposing for a moment that an ancient nation, which we will call Outlandia, with an ancient population participating in Outlandish rituals, woke up one morning and discovered a crisis: the smarter people were becoming dissolute and lazy, not breeding and not creating great things, and everyone else was running amok parasitizing and kleptocratizing every object in the land. That is made easy, of course, because the only determination of what one should do is "Does it make money?" which causes people to sell ancient castles, cut down forests and put up malls, live dramatically and not start families.
Outlandia has had nationalist organizations in the past but they have all been of the shaved-head and jackboot types who make self-important speeches, beat up a few immigrants, and then go out for drinks. However, the leading neoconservative party, the Family Values Democrats, have run the land into debt with foreign wars and by importing unskilled labor to run their factories, thus creating ancillary costs for health care, police, and public services that are passed on to the citizens at large. The only other options are a Green party who wants to return to living in mud huts, and a Communist party who wish to wage immediate war against the UN.
The people of Outlandia are of mixed inclination. Most are content; yes, the streets are more violent and things cost more and there is a gathering wind of predatory behavior among their landlords and employers, but they can still make enough money for a house, some beer and movies. The intelligentsia believe the world is ending but through semiotic analysis of thermodynamics, we might be able to transcend it. The avaricious super-wealthy don't care at all; they've worked their way up from being bootblacks and have enough money that even if the sun implodes, they'll find a way out of it. Who does that leave? The educated middle class, normally content to write off politics on the whole as some kind of tax, is becoming unsettled about their future. Overpopulation, global warming, and things keep getting worse -- it costs more just to live, and there are new costs to avoid the crime-ridden city or pay bureaucratcs, and there just doesn't seem to be any goal.
One shining summer day a new politician arises. He would not, under any circumstances, normally be involved in politics at all; he thinks politics is the rich swindling the stupid into voting for immediate gratification and long-term economic slavery. He would rather be working on his epic project, which might be a new type of computer program or a vast novel or an avantgarde film, but everything seems to be heading toward disaster and he wants to help. Deep inside, he is scared for the future, not necessarily of himself -- he can always make do and survive on little -- but for his children and those of his siblings. He comes to enjoy political activism because he has a sense that he is fixing things that no one else can, solving issues instead of inflaming them, and this has the ring of a job well done to it -- and he likes doing things well, including the details.
This new leader, however, is a nerd. He prefers reading to rock music; likes to walk in the forest instead of see movies; isn't averse to alcohol, but doesn't find a thrill in it. He has a few close friends who know him to be loyal, compassionate and fiercely intelligent. After a hard day of work, he goes to political meetings -- and becomes alive. People can see he has thought through the questions of the day on his own and come to answers he knows to be correct, if not in method in goal. While most argue endlessly over details, this new leader knows that if the overall direction is right the details can be solved in time. His popularity rises with his impassionated yet reasoned speeches.
Unlike most people in his party, however, he does not preach violence. He's not a pacifist, but he does not see the elegance in violence. After ten years of campaigning, he becomes the candidate offered by a new party that combines tradition with environmentalism and a plan to put checks and balances on rampant capitalism, and he is elected president of Outlandia.
His first act is to cut unnecessary functions out of government, and to re-invest that money in industry, buying up whole segments of it from foreign investors and shady businessmen. He lowers income taxes and raises sales taxes on luxury items -- big cars, giant homes, televisions -- and balances the national budget by eradicating bureaucracy, especially those programs designed to save people from themselves. He puts moderate tariffs on foreign goods and gives tax breaks to businesses that hire only locals. Money goes into museums, into schools, and into the army as a way of hiring those with no other job prospects. His new tax plan hits franchise businesses the hardest, and rewards local businesses.
One of his earliest acts is to divide the country into a number of local areas, or counties, and to elect or appoint local people to lead each one. These locals have an unprecedented amount of control, but know they will be quickly replaced if corruption comes to light. He guts the war on drugs and well-meaning social groups intending to preach benevolence; his focus is on making life better for people of his own ethnic-cultural group. Those who hire foreign workers must pay a higher tax rate, and multinational corporations are discouraged with a similar corporate fee.
His next act is to reconstruct schools so that they offer tiered education. Those who have little aptitude spend less time in school, now, but those who show excellence and drive are subsidized through their entire educational career. Where schools used to make education simpler so no students felt left out, they now encourage those who can to move to higher levels -- and reward them. Education becomes a huge priority and not surprisingly, his schools begin pumping out better people. He removes political conditioning from the schools and institutes an unbiased but comprehensive historical curriculum.
In public, he makes an example of himself: doesn't own a TV, doesn't drink much, lives moderately and spends time on friends and family. He can be seen in publicity photos spending time in the forests, climbing mountains, visiting his parents and aunts and uncles. His new tax on the entertainment industry levies a greater cost for the wider the geographical spread of a media item, which means that local newspapers and television/radio stations grow. Questions of drug legality, abortion, prayer in schools, and other issues that used to take years of debate are now left up to the county leaders.
The results of his program are staggering. Workers have the same wealth, but better employment conditions and better access to public resources. The people of higher intelligence and more noble condition are advanced by the educational system, bypassing the kind of shysters who in the old republic were able to get ahead by guile and deception. Nice, normal, healthy people are cared for and those who are less fortunate are given opportunity; those who cannot help themselves are left to nature's whim. Foreign workers and members of foreign religious-ethnic groups find it difficult to get employment, and find that people of this nation now recognize them as foreign and don't want to patronize them. Grumbling, they move, as do foreign-blood workers. Outlandia is proud to be Outlandish again, and anyone who is not of Outlandish heritage and of values compatible with Outlandish culture is unlikely to be hired, or recognized, and so they move on.
Across the rest of the world, commentary is mixed. The mass media and religious leaders and rock stars weep, moan and cry over the "closing" of Outlandia, and politicians speak of boycotts. Yet they have trouble doing so because the Outlanders have done nothing wrong. There are no drug squads or secret police kicking down doors in the night, no secret files kept on citizens, no executions or concentration camps. By spending their energy on promoting quality people who exhibit Outlandish heritage and culture values, Outlandia has in effect deprecated the others, but without harming them -- they move peacefully, quietly, and with their wealth on to other nations. But since Outlandia's economy is now stable, and its people happy, this is not a problem. Eventually the grumbling dwindles and then ceases abruptly.
The rest of the world, following the image of liberal democracy behind which a vicious capitalist oligarchy exploited population and environment alike, has run into trouble. The lumpenproletariat needed as raw labor riot in the cities, and corrupt politicians fix no problems; their countries literally rot from within. Social services collapse to the point where only the rich can afford the "special" services necessary for basic health care, education, housing and food. The citizens become apathetic and pleasure-seeking and allow every good thing in their cities to become property of some ruthless business. Even museums, churches and schools succumb to avarice. As a result, people become more withdrawn and less likely to agree on anything. To compensate, politicians illustrate foreign policy as angles versus demons, and, creating villains, go after them in a series of disastrous foreign wars. The first world goes to war with the third, but because the first world has itself decayed so much, it quickly becomes third world and follows the path of fallen empires from Greece to India to Mexico to Egypt, leaving behind a few shrewish elites and masses bred into low intelligence, complacent incompetence, and criminal tendencies.
These aren't problems in Outlandia. Sometimes, the retired leader, sitting on the small but comfortable porch of his home, surrounded by the children and grandchildren for whom a bright future awaits, looks back on it all and laughs. He could have joined the ranting angry people, or become a revengeful leftist, or gone into apocalyptic religion. Instead, he looked at the problems as they actually were, and solved them. It's hard to imagine the wealth of love that pours through such at heart at that moment, but let it suffice to say that when his hour of death is upon him, he looks toward them all with a resplendent face and says, "I wouldn't trade this life for any other."
When you consider joining a political party or starting one, whatever its persuasion, remember that history is the ultimate teacher -- dogma is untested and often unrealistic, being obsessed with ideals that dictate more "should" than likelihood of success in reality. What needs to be done is simple and can be seen from the history of other empires. There is no need for violence, hatred, absolute state control or the like. What is needed is common sense both broad and deep, and a love for our world enough to do right by all peoples, thinking for the future and not the past.
For Bill White and Michael Blevins
In memory of William L. Pierce