How Not to Advance White Supremacy: A Tutorial That Will Be Ignored Because It Means You Can’t Yell About Angry White Guys, Part Four
Some of you have seen this today…
And just in case your eyes are popping out of your head in disbelief…
YES. We’re talking about white supremacists smuggling Mexican illegal aliens into the United States. It shouldn’t be especially surprising at this late date.
After all, this is my point.
This is 2019. There are no more freedom fighters. There is no longer such thing as ideological purity, as far as radical rightwing or leftwing groups are concerned. White Nationalist groups are now merely organized criminal enterprises with a cover story. You’ll find the same or similar among radical far left groups. This is the face of transnational organized crime, which our rudderless journos seem so unwilling to either comprehend or share with the rest of us.
Anyway, how many people in the West are familiar with the flag of Novorossiya (New Russia), the confederation proposed by Russian military forces and pro-Russian separatists in the Crimea?
It looks kind of familiar, doesn’t it?
Here’s a Russian intelligence officer in occupied Crimea, whose name I now forget, riding in an armored vehicle sporting the Novorossiya flag:
Only, that isn’t the flag of Novorossiya he’s wearing on his shoulder.
That’s the flag of Dixieland. That’s the Confederate flag.
I gather that this Russian intelligence officer likes trolling.
For my part, so do I. Go suck it Yuri, or whatever your name is.
You may have read John Schindler’s excellent article about the Christchurch shooter, including his apparent interest in Serbian Nationalism.
I know the Balkans are really Schindler’s area of expertise, so I hope he’ll forgive me for adding a bit more of my own perspective.
Pretty Village, Pretty Flame is a Serbian black comedy and antiwar film which came out in 1996.
The film is intriguing on multiple fronts, not the least of which is Marko’s (character in the film) Confederate flag and the historically accurate references to “Serbia to Tokyo”, which I will leave to my readers to further explore.
The film is not a rallying cry for Serbian Nationalism, but there are some who have intentionally taken pieces of the film out of context. “Serbia to Tokyo” is an inside joke in some parts of Russia.
But my point in bringing up the film is to make a point about the cultures of both transnationalism and transnational organized crime.
Culture? Transnational organized crime has a culture?
I would argue that it is impossible, in a world where we interact with each other across national borders, for cultures not to rub off.
I don’t know if Chinese soldiers singing Serbian war songs is the result of transnationalism or transnational organized crime, but wouldn’t it have to be one of the two?