Two Essays About L. F. Celine
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Alex is a Celine fan. “Journey to the End of the Night” is a must-read. (But what’s with that one Celine book – don’t recall the name – that’s full of exclamation points? Every sentence has 6 of ’em. Couldn’t grasp it):
28 March, 2010 at 4:07 pm
Mike Hoffman provides an interesting commentary on Celine in the second article. However, I’m becoming less respectful of his increasing negativity and weak accusations of pride and irresponsibility leveled at White Nationalists. Hoffman accuses us of being imbued with jew pride, and of sterile irresponsibility in our alleged avoidance of marriage and family committments. Really! He then continues in a self-satisfied tone that we deserve our fate to be swamped by the fecund wombs of the third world.
If some White folk are indeed falling into these traps, it is not due to false ideas of our own conceiving, no, the blame can be laid at the door of those masters of manipulation, the jew media bosses, who are working 24/7 to instill defeat and self hate within the hearts of White men and women.
Mr Hoffman, just whose side are you on?
28 March, 2010 at 4:33 pm
PS we must note, who is facilitating and sustaining this prodigious third world fecundity? We are, by our taxes, food and medicine. The third world wouldn’t last 5 minutes without our material input.
A truly crazy situation.
28 March, 2010 at 9:17 pm
The Jew media only controls our minds because we let him. Time to take responsibility for our own weakness and I think Hoffman handles that quite well.
28 March, 2010 at 9:22 pm
I’ll give Journey to the End of Night a read, although when it comes to French writers I think I’ll stick with Camus.
29 March, 2010 at 12:19 am
“The West was lost at Stalingrad.”
Celine
29 March, 2010 at 2:50 am
“There’s only one religion: Catholic, Protestant, or Jewish … all branches of the same ‘little Jesus’ chains! they hassle, they rip each other’s guts out? … blarney! … for the crowd! their big job, their only real job … perfect agreement … is to besot and destroy the white race.”
Celine, ‘Rigadoon’
30 March, 2010 at 6:19 pm
Celine has the quiet and impressive genius of the French (Bretons).
But the dude left his family, like Paul Gauguin did.
I think he is a masturbating Holden Caulfield.
31 March, 2010 at 5:55 am
A masturbating Holden Caulfield? What the hell does that mean? Bardamu would kick Holden’s ass.
31 March, 2010 at 1:01 pm
The Jew Salinger gave his protaganist Holden Caulfield what he thought was a real WASPy name, but in reality Caulfield is a just a whining, nebbishy Jew.
31 March, 2010 at 10:41 pm
Well, when I read the selection from Celine, my first thought was: Holden Caulfield!
I wonder: Was Salinger influenced by Celine?
I must admit, I identified with Caulfield, when I was a young man.
Actually, being older, I still think he had some valid points, especially about sex, innocence, and the plasticity of modern life.
Salinger was, in the Jungian psychological scheme, a personality type known as “the searcher.” These people are completely lost in the conformist, plastic world of today. They are looking for a higher reality, a “sacred canopy” under which everything is holy and all of one piece, with integrity.
Yes, they make mistakes along the way.
In my opinion, Gauguin, Celine and many others fit this same profile of “the searcher.”
So did William Butler Yeats and T. S. Eliot.
Now, where is my old copy of Catcher in the Rye? The one with the red cover?
Next to the art book about Paul Gauguin and Henri Rousseau.
I mean, really, what is the differnece?
1 April, 2010 at 12:05 am
My biggest problem with “Catcher” is that its language is somewhat corny and dated by today’s standards. Even Kerouac’s great “On the Road” suffers a little bit from that. A truly great work is one that has a timeless quality about it, or transcends the time from which it came. Like “The Meditations of Marcus Aurelius”, or the music of JS Bach.
1 April, 2010 at 3:39 am
Off topic, but the half-Jew Salinger has in ‘Catcher’ taken something like Celine’s despair, Americanised and adolescentised it, thus turning it into a convenient, consumable product, which any middle class American can safely imbibe, preferably during the ‘difficult’ teen years.