They Became A People Of No Account In Their Own Country
Meantime, Majority members went blindly about their business, convinced that America would remake the strangers in its midst, not the other way around. Only a prescient handful rejected these environmentalist fantasies and warned of what was really taking shape behind the smoke screen of proletarian rhetoric and “progressive” legislation. But Henry Adams, Madison Grant, Lothrop Stoddard, Henry Ford, Ezra Pound, Charles Lindbergh, and Carleton Putnam were voices crying in an echo chamber. All that was heard was the million-throated, liberal-minority chorus of calumny stigmatizing them as eccentric crackpots or murderous racists. Ezra Pound, the bitterest and most poetic of these voices, was singled out for more spectacular chastisement. For weeks the man described as “a principal founder and moving spirit of modern poetry in English”was exposed in an iron cage in Pisa and then locked up for twelve years in a District of Columbia insane asylum.
Even in the 1960s and 70s, when the liberal-minority grip on the nation had tightened to a stranglehold, Majority members still could not believe they had become a people of little or no account in their own country. Most still had a home, a late-model car, and a well-stocked freezer. But they no longer had effective preachers or teachers to defend the Majority cause, no contemporary literature or theater, no press to speak of, and, with the exception of a few TV and radio talking heads, no nationwide forum of expression. As its ascendancy was efficiently blotted out, the Majority was transformed into a swarm of middle-class and lower-class drones, still permitted certain physical comforts but carefully isolated and quarantined from the vantage points of decision-making and opinion molding. Majority industrial magnates were given a few more years or decades of limited independence within the narrow confines of their corporations — someone had to turn the wheels — but they were to keep their mouths and their minds shut. As for Majority politicians and intellectuals, they were still safe, provided they obeyed their masters’ voices.
To save itself from spiritual extinction, the Majority has no choice but to quickly unlearn every lesson it has been taught since the beginning of its dispossession. The dignity of the individual? The triumph of reason? The rights of man? The Majority’s ancestors had been the first to develop these concepts and apply them to society. In their perverted modern form they were the killers of society. Democracy, genuine liberalism, the common law, the free play of the imagination, the technological breakthroughs, all the great political, social, and scientific achievements of Western man were now becoming the spoils of non-Western man. History, once it had been “restructured” by the liberal-minority intelligentsia, not only became bunk but a deliberate fraud, the basic strategy of a war in which truth was the first casualty. Environment, climate, geography, economics, religion, and blind chance were solemnly proclaimed to be the only possible (and permissible) creators of the past and future. Race was still the unspeakable historical determinant, although the loudest denouncers and deniers of race were, as always, the biggest racists…
To the racial historian race is the being and the becoming of organized humanity. As race has been the controlling factor of the human past, so it will be in the future. Man’s fate has now become the world’s fate. Supreme efforts are necessary to put a stop to the devastation of the environment — and supreme efforts can only be undertaken by large groups of men with similar political and social reflexes, by great teams not great mobs, specifically by great races. Race, the highest manifestation of the team spirit, may be nature’s way of organizing men for the accomplishment of the unaccomplishable.
Just as the body rejects transplanted organs, races have the habit of rejecting transplanted ideologies. They may accept them temporarily, but the build-up of “antibodies” is unceasing. The only ideology acceptable to all races would seem to be the grand design of evolution, which will ultimately select one of them to give birth to a new species, the better-than-man.
In an age beginning to uncover the mysteries of the gene, whose frequencies and combinations account for individual and racial differences, the race most likely to raise the hominidae another notch in the evolutionary scale will be the one that concentrates on the penetration of the genetic riddle. It will certainly not be the race that dissipates its energies on doctrinal crusades, seeking its salvation outside itself, allowing itself to become a hostage to fortune. This is the way back to the primeval ooze — the way of reverse evolution.
-excerpted from “The Dispossessed Majority” by Wilmot Robertson (1973)