(To the skeptics, Tom Woods recently mentioned his own concern that the Campaign for Liberty was drifting from the anti-war position--new alliances are necessary if one is serious.)
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The American Counter-Currents Publishing site offers much, often useful, recycling and repackaging of older material from an earlier media age; the pro-Zionist if antagonist project remains a 'work in progress', nevertheless, IMO.
With that said, there is "new stuff" on a variety of fronts.
An elder, Andrew Hamilton, offers a piece on War, where he lays out a Far Right rationale to be against war. In the age of Fight Club and MMA (and so forth), the sort of violence equivalent to the lothario within the PUA/Manosphere thing, it is an important, and well stated piece to consider.
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A reply:
Well done.
Bowden didn't spend enough time on this subject (IMO),
even if he held his ground on the wars of his time throughout his life.
The point on our own Revolution is solid--it is
"our" (for Old Stock Americans) Original Sin, just as the Constitution
was a coup d'etat against the Articles of Confederation.
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A side story, for whatever it might be worth:
My Great Uncle was a drafted medic into the Navy, serving in
the Pacific. He was awarded a medal for
performance on Okinawa--he talked about friends
disintegrating next to him. He also saw Nagasaki
first hand after the surrender. During
my early years, he was the War Hero, the celebrated War Hero. As a 'war skeptic' after college--a history
major who amongst other things, discovered and wrote a paper on Ernst Junger, I
had breakfast with him after graduation at his home. While I would see him at a few more funerals before his own reward, this would be our last time together.
I told him that I had no plans to enlist, that, with all due
respect, I don't really believe in any of the wars.
What followed was a blessing. He told me how awful his time was, if how
much he hated the Japs. How when the
government contacted him for a free trip to Okinawa in
1995 for a reunion of sorts, he passed--he told me after the war he cut off all
contact.
I wonder if it was because Nagasaki was the most Catholic of
Japanese cities, but he told me when he arrived in Nagasaki, and saw what he
had been apart of--his voice shook, conjuring the memories, and the chap was
Alpha, he couldn't put it together. A
Japanese officer surrendered his sword to him (which he eventually just gave
away, perhaps as he lacked sons of his own.)
My father and uncle, their entire lives, had never seen this side of
him; he was always just the war hero.
And there I was. I cannot ever
go back.
He told me he'd have rather died in an invasion. Nagasaki
was that bad.
The man prayed before every meal.
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