MANIFEST DESTINY: THE GREAT AMERICAN VOLKTREK
we weren’t fucking around back then
We began by crossing the Atlantic, that stormy middle ocean. Our first known and documented attempt was over 1000 years ago. As Norsemen, we called the land we found there “Vinland”. However, very few made the journey to the new land and the settlement did not last long.
Our British forbearers–who inherited the spirit and blood of the old Vikings–finally returned six hundred years later and landed on the eastern shores of North America in the early 1600’s. Those in the north faced severe winters and hunger. Those in the south faced horrible disease. Both made war with the red Indians. Ever since we made landfall here, we have fought against alien races (and the natural elements) to secure our place on this continent. Race war has been constant–in one form or another–for hundreds of years and it continues to this day.
Despite these challenges, our Volk not only survived but thrived. They relentlessly moved westward, pushing out or subduing whatever stood in their way. This drive is what became known as our Manifest Destiny. It is the Germanic will to conquer new virgin lands and the desire for a large living space. It is the need to carve our rune mark on every tree, and in every land, on this earth. The Volk cannot be resisted.
Our journey on this continent started in the Eastern forests. From there we moved into the Appalachian Mountains. We then crossed the Mississippi river and rode into the southwestern deserts or the Great Plains. On this trek, we took different paths. We travelled on foot and on horseback. We navigated the inland rivers on crude barges and skiffs. We followed wagon trails over the mountain passes of the Rockies and Sierras. Always we pushed; further and further west until we reached the Pacific coast.
We first completed this trek through the northwest on the old Oregon trail. Later we would take great ships and ocean liners to reach the pacific coast. In the last century this century, it was with cars that many made the journey. Today, we fly over the country in a matter of hours.
The rode is no longer dangerous, but the same will that spurred our ancestor’s westward is alive in us today. We fully conquered this continent by about the year 1900, and it seemed then that our Manifest Destiny had been fulfilled. The land unquestionably belonged to us. But our accomplishment was short lived. Not soon after we ‘won it’ we began to lose it. We got soft as a people and began to allow strangers into our house. The consequences of this slackness have been devastating. Today we control nothing at all in the country that was once ours.
Our task this century is to take back what we lost. We must reaffirm our Manifest Destiny in North America. The trek is over, but real fight is just about to begin.