The Bastards’ Last Gambit

From Communist Wokeness to National Socialist Hardness

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“They won't negotiate, we can’t vote or sue them out, the Estrogens—they’re fully all in on extermination. But, when they force it to blood again, soon. We won’t this time rage across the world in a great slaughter; no, we’ll go straight for our true enemy the Financialists and their pets, first., before doing what needs done in only our own lands.”

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Let’s get one thing straight: they aren’t playing games. The Resentfuls—the Financialists, the Estrogens, that estrogen-poisoned managerial class, the whole fucking lot—are not here to negotiate. Their passive-aggressive Communist insurgency, with its DEI grifts, border-erasing fanaticism, and psychological warfare against beauty, strength and sanity, is faltering. People are waking up. The spell is breaking. So what’s next? They’re shifting gears—hard. They’re ditching the rainbow flags and picking up the bloody banner of ethnonationalist National Socialist insurgency. Same goal: a four-fifths reduction of human life. Same enemy: you. Same endgame: total control over a scorched earth. Only now, they’re done asking nicely.

These people have spent centuries perfecting the art of soft extermination. Open borders to drown your towns in military-aged foreign males. Endless foreign wars to bleed the strong and noble dry. A culture that celebrates degeneracy, weakness, and submission while shaming honor, courage, and loyalty. A people who trust their legal and political rituals as if they are the holy church of god. They hollowed us out from within, using our own institutions—churches, schools, media, courts—as weapons against us. They thought we’d die quietly, despairing in a world that hated everything we are. Always eroding and erasing our history.

But we didn’t. And now they’re panicking.

So the mask comes off. The “diverse and inclusive” globalist regime is morphing—right before our eyes—into a brutal, ethnonationalist killing machine. Why? Because they know their woke Communist narrative is spent. People see the lie. So they’ll flip the script: suddenly, they’ll be the ones preaching racial purity, national strength, and order. They’ll use the same disgust they cultivated in us against their enemies—and yes, that includes you. They’ll harness ethnic hatred, direct it, and unleash it like a weapon. They did it with Germany in WWII—egged on the National Socialists, used them to bleed Europe white, and then swept in after to pick up the pieces. They’re planning a repeat. A final, catastrophic war to cleanse the globe of “undesirables”—and that means anyone with a backbone, a heritage, or a will to resist.

They didn't usher them in to replace you. They ushered them in to be slaughtered in our own lands at a fraction the cost. They’ve said it themselves: they want 80% of humanity gone. They mean it. They’re not hiding it anymore. And the Boomers in charge—the ones who sold our birthright for a comfortable retirement and a pat on the head from their globalist masters—won’t let go. They’ll cling to power until their depopulation plan is executed to the last percentage point, or until someone pries it from their cold, dead hands. What's that old wisdom. Oh, yeah, "No generation gives us power, it must be ripped from their hands."

So wake the fuck up. You think voting matters? Lawyers? Petitions? They own it all. Every court, every agency, every NGO, every media outlet. How the hell do you think we got here? You honestly think half of our species is that stupid they'd vote for any of this has been done to us? If you do. Then you need to step outside and actually speak with people, when they're unguarded, when they don't think their livelihoods and freedoms are on the line. It's all been a rigged game for more than sixty years. They have no shame. No guilt. Not even souls. They’ll use the system until it’s no longer convenient, then burn it down and rule over the ashes till their new slave system emerges. You can’t sue your way out of a genocide. You can’t debate a bullet. You can't vote your way out of slavery!

Which means they’re driving us toward Disgust. A deep, primal, ingroup-oriented disgust—the kind that makes men and women, but vastly more men, native sons, do unthinkable things to purge the filth they’ve been forced to swallow. They want, so badly need, us to become what they accuse us of being. They want us to snap, to lash out, to expend ourselves in a fratricidal bloodbath—just like the Germans did—so they can mop up what’s left, when tens of millions of us and billions of the undesirables are dead.

Well, fuck that!

We gotta do what we've been forced to do. Stand and fight, and slaughter. But. We see the play. We know the move. The Resentfuls always come crawling back to us Bastards when their backs are against the wall, begging the very men they betrayed to save them. Saying words they never understood, for God, King and Country, for Honor, Duty and Glory! This time, we don’t answer. Oh we do what we must in our own lands, but no more. This time, we let their system and their vision, their genocidal ambitions burn. And when the smoke clears, we won’t be their saviors. We’ll be their heirs. The legitimate ones. The ones with the will to rebuild a world worth living in.

The time for talk is over. Prepare!

There's a very real fight for our existence there's no escaping. In our very own lands and communities and homes. Make no mistake about that. Even with mass remigration, it'll not be enough. And it isn't what the enemies of humanity want. They want and won't stop until they've genocided the species, or we've removed any and all capacities for them to do so through force. So, native sons prepare to fight, native daughters prepare to support our native sons. And as to the Resentfuls, the Financialists the Estrogens. Make no mistake. When you force it to blood. This time, we'll not rage across the world. No, we'll be coming straight for you. First!