Mein Kampf, Review for 2002
by Douglas Wright
June 29, 2002
Sniffing around the most explosive book ever published
First, a tip for reading it in public. In the event you're approached
with a query from a combative onlooker, simply explain that you are
taking a class about anti-Semitism at the local synagogue, and it's on
the list of assigned reading. "It's important to read this book to help
us understand evil," you might say. "We may never understand evil, but
we cannot look the other way." For added effect, know the name of the
Adolf Hitler's Mein Kampf, composed while Hitler was imprisoned for
treason in 1924, is typeset dynamite. Not so much for how it's received
-- with hysteria and Jewish attempts to ban it -- but for what it says, and
how its message blows the dominant world view of 2002 to smithereens:
Race is nature's political party. Join up or die, White man. The people
telling you otherwise are not your friend. Time and again, those people are Jews, and those they've succeeded in brainwashing by appealing to their noble instincts.
If you haven't read it yet, do so. It took me about a year into racial
consciousness to read it, and I'm glad I did. From those who think
Hitler was God to those who might criticize parts of his program, Mein
Kampf is an indispensable read for anyone who gives a damn about White
people and their future. You can read it online, but I suggest you get
yourself a hard-cover dead-tree version. Go through a pro-White
retailer, if possible. Tim Berners-Lee's hypertext invention is great
for circumvention of Jewish censorship, but I haven't given up on
Johannes Gutenberg just yet.
Why do Jews seek to censor Mein Kampf? If Hitler was indeed a madman
spewing nonsense, why not make the nonsense available for all to see?
Why wouldn't the Simon Wiesenthal Center take it upon itself to put a
copy of Mein Kampf in every schoolroom, library and hotel room in the
country in order to expose the idiocy of White nationalism and the
wrongness of Hitler's observations about the Jews? I leave it to your
Just how frightened are Jews of Hitler's words? This scared:
BERLIN - German media giant Bertelsmann on Friday pulled Adolf Hitler's
Mein Kampf from its BOL online bookstore after being accused in Germany
of selling hate literature... Distributing unannotated hate literature is
illegal in Germany... The Simon Wiesenthal Center in Los Angeles had
filed a complaint with the German Justice Ministry accusing
Barnesandnoble.com, Bertelsmann's US online bookselling partner... of
violating German law by selling such books to German consumers online.
Because the Internet ignores national boundaries, BOL said it had opted
to stop offering the book at all... Because there is no state-stipulated
list of banned books in Germany, it said it might use a list from the
Wiesenthal Center as a guide to which books to pull from its selection.
If it's illegal where you live, my legal advice is, get it anyway. Any
law making illegal to read, write, own or buy a book is null and void, no
matter what jurisdiction in time or space you might find yourself. At
Amazon.com, it was once accompanied by a stern warning: Cannot be shipped
to Germany. Which is really too bad, because every White German ought to
sit down tomorrow, start reading, and not stop until finishing. Make
that every White person on Earth, from San Francisco to South Africa.
OK, class, what are your thoughts about Mr. Hitler's ideas?
My copy came wrapped in an ominous all-black jacket, with the bare words
"Mein Kampf" in small red print sitting atop "Adolf Hitler" in small
white print. Publisher, Houghton Mifflin. International Standard Book
Number # 0-3005-95195-4. Translation, Ralph Manheim. To my knowledge,
there is no reason to believe that Manheim's translation is anything but
faithful. His footnotes are sometimes snide but often factual. In the
translator's note, Manheim calls Hitler a "self-educated modern South
German with a gift for oratory," but, in dutiful fashion, derides
Hitler's "largely unintelligible flights of Wagnerian terminology" and
insists that on matters of state and race, he makes "extraordinary
allegations without so much as an attempt to prove them." As I read, I
did not find this to be the case, as many of Hitler's "extraordinary
allegations" were verifiable observations about human nature and the
resulting political machinations.
The back of the jacket is marred with a blurb from greaseload huckster
Abraham Foxman, who calls Mein Kampf a "wretched book." I couldn't help
but be reminded that "wretched" derives from the Old English wrecca,
meaning "exile," which is what should happen to Abraham Foxman, not Mein
Kampf. (Note to Jews: Stop using the language of my ancestors to prevent
the birth of my descendants.) Jew Foxman writes of "the lesson of
vigilance and responsibility, of not closing our eyes to the evil around
us." Which is funny, because I was thinking that vigilance and
responsibility are the very values needed to preserve the White race.
And not closing my eyes to the "evil around us" means opening my eyes to
the evils of the Jews and their tools. Then, taking necessary action.
There's an even longer introduction by Abe on the inside, but not to
worry. With the precise application of pressure from an X-acto blade,
you can remove the offending pages and deposit them into the wastebasket.
Think of Abe while you do it.
Opening, Reading, Finding Self Jumping Up To Say,
"By Jove, That Crazy Nazi Bastard Was Right!"
Briefly, Mein Kampf, which translates as "My Struggle," is divided into
two volumes. Volume One is titled "A Reckoning." What's he reckoning
with? Reality, for the most part. And the Jews occupying it. It struck
me that Hitler struggled with the Jewish issue as a young man, hoping at
first they weren't at the bottom of Whites' destruction. Convinced that
Jews were distinguished only by religion, and not race, "The fact that
they had, as I believed, been persecuted on this account sometimes almost
turned my distaste at unfavorable remarks about them into horror." The
anti-Semitic comments in the press of the day, Hitler figured, were the
products of envy. In an attempt to educate himself, he began reading
anti-Semitic pamphlets, only to find himself wavering on the issue. "The
whole thing seemed to me so monstrous, the accusations so boundless,
that, tormented by the fear of doing injustice, I again became anxious
and uncertain." He soon cured himself of the uncertainty. "In short
time I was made more thoughtful than ever by my slowly rising insight
into the type of activity carried on the Jews in certain fields. Was
there any form of filth or profligacy, particularly in cultural life,
without at least one Jew involved in it? If you cut even cautiously into
such an abscess, you found, like a maggot in a rotting body, often
dazzled by the sudden light -- a kike!" It's with some hesitation that 78
years later, I find myself agreeing. Maybe this is why the Simon
Wiesenthal Center wants to ban Mein Kampf.
Much ink in Volume One is dropped on what Hitler saw as the betrayal of
the German people during World War I. For the non-student of European
history, these parts can get draggy. Stuff really heats up in Chapter XI
-- Race and Nation. You'll be tempted to jump straight to that one (I
did), but in retrospect I recommend you save it as a reward for reading
through the slightly-less-captivating stuff. But yes, in Race and
Nation, Hitler delivers the goods on racial difference. It's here that
he classifies mankind into three groups: Culture founders, culture
bearers, and culture destroyers. The Aryan is the culture founder, while
the Jew is the culture destroyer. Most everyone else is in between.
Oversimplification? Maybe not. Hitler, after all, saw even the White
race clearly: "The Aryan is not greatest in his mental qualities as such,
but in the extent of his willingness to put all his abilities in the
service of the community." Elsewhere in the chapter, I had to chuckle at
Hitler's knockdown of the few positive things said about Jews, even by
some racially aware Whites. Jewish unity, for instance:
The Jew is only united when a common danger forces him to be or a common
booty entices him; if these two grounds are lacking, the qualities of the
crassest egoism come into their own, and in the twinkling of an eye the
united people turns into a horde of rats, fighting bloodily among
themselves... If the Jews were alone in the world, they would stifle in
filth and offal; they would try to get ahead of one another in
hate-filled struggle and exterminate one another...
The fifteen chapters of Volume Two, titled "The National Socialist
Movement," set out in greater detail the philosophy of the "folkish," or
race-based, state, and what's needed to achieve it. Here's a hint: Iron
will and sheer force are high on the list. Democracy and debate aren't.
"All the wisdom on this earth remains without success if force does not
enter into its service, guarding and protecting it... the gentle Goddess
of Peace can walk only by the side of the God of War," Hitler says.
Interwoven are accounts of the rise of the early Nazi party, dating back
to the 1920s. Again, your eyes may droop when Hitler goes on about how
the latest party headquarters got new phones and bookshelves.
But don't skim, lest you miss good stuff, like the laugh-out-loud racial
observations that are as fresh today as the 1920s. Example: "From time
to time illustrated papers bring it to the attention of the petty
bourgeois that some place or other a Negro has for the first time become
a lawyer, teacher, even a pastor, in fact a heroic tenor, or something of
the sort. While the idiotic bourgeoisie looks with amazement at such
miracles of education, the Jew shrewdly draws from it a new proof for the
soundness of this theory about the equality of men that he is trying to
funnel into the minds of nations. It doesn't dawn on this depraved
bourgeois that this is positively a sin against all reason; that it is
criminal lunacy to keep on drilling a born half-ape until people think
they have made a lawyer out of him, while millions of members of the
highest culture-race must remain in entirely unworthy positions..." Oh,
how times haven't changed.
Adolf Hitler as revealed in Mein Kampf was that rarest of breeds, both in
his day and today: a brave, no-apologies racial realist. Hitler knew
that race was nature's boundary. He knew that Jews and blacks were
outside Aryan bloodlines. And he knew and that the earthly destiny of
human beings -- but especially that of Whites -- was bound up in race.
More than that, Hitler was an idealist. His ideal was no more
complicated than a healthy, vigorous White society with plenty of land
upon which to live, work and build our unique culture -- all free from
Jewish influence. His unequaled vilification in our world today stems
from one simple fact: He stood up for the White race.
On many issues, Hitler was a moderate. He balanced the creative power of
the individual with self-sacrifice for the community. Economically, he
appears to have eschewed both collectivist economics and extreme
libertarianism. With regard to labor-management relations, for instance,
he saw both camps as having responsibility to each other, but more
importantly, to the national good. As for government itself, Hitler
wasn't against it. He just thought it ought to be directed to a good
purpose. Hitler sought to formalize and foster, through the trappings of
state power, the healthy existence of a race that had already existed for
thousands of years.
On the issue of the survival of the White race, Hitler was not a
moderate. He was a radical, in the best sense of the word. For Hitler,
racial survival wasn't a matter for parlor discussion, it was a divine
mission to be fought for with every possible means. Time and again, he
hammers home the point that uncertainty about racial survival is itself
deadly. Whites who realize what's happening to them are no different
from the sleepwalking Whites if they don't take action.
This is where I am most put on the spot. I am burdened by the very
uncertainty Hitler decries, but becoming less so every day. How to
proceed in this world, this time? I still fear God and want to make my
mama proud. I feel torn by the dominant morality. But I cannot ignore
the destruction of the White race I see every day. I cannot remain
silent, and I cannot remain seated. And so I will not. That is perhaps
the true power of Mein Kampf, and Hitler's legacy to White people.