Whenever either the UN or Soviet Russia talks “peace,” let us instantly recall that Dmitri L. Manuilski, who later became Russia’s delegate to the UN, in addressing the Lenin School of Political Warfare in Moscow in 1930, said:
“War to the hilt between communism and capitalism is inevitable. Today of course, we are not strong enough to attack. Our time will come in 20 to 30 years. To win, we shall need the element of surprise. The bourgeoisie will have to be put to sleep. So we shall begin by launching the most spectacular peace movement on record. There will be electrifying overtures and unheard of concessions. The capitalist countries, stupid and decadent, will rejoice to cooperate in their own destruction. They will leap at another chance to be friends. As soon as their guard is down, we will smash them with our clenched fist.”Congressional Record, May 31, 1955, p. A3764—as quoted by John Stormer, None Dare Call It Treason, op. cit., 1964, pp. 88-9.
This necessity that I have been stressing—to achieve strength, to grow in intelligence, to be ever on guard, in order to make itself master, or at the least to hold its own—has moulded all life that has appeared on this Earth. And it is the outcome of such struggle that explains both the life history of all species, and the rise and fall of nations and of races and of all human empires. No matter whether we like it or dislike it, or how ardently and desperately we may stack against it our moral indignation and against our most treasured hopes and ideals, it operates—constantly, quietly, without making any exception, without fail, without pity, inexorably. And any nation, or any race, that is seized with the fancy that a day has now dawned when it can relax its vigilance and lay down its arms, and introduce innovations in which the way of struggle and combat will be superseded by a reign of universal love and brotherhood and peace, will in the end be roughly awakened to the realization that it has lost its grip, and perhaps its last chance, and is being swept ruthlessly toward oblivion.
Such is the world in which, viewed from the perspective of history and anthropology, some nations or races, at any given time, are rising to an ascendancy, while others are being eclipsed and forced into accepting a secondary place, perhaps a place bordering on extinction. It is in the midst of such stern, inflexible circumstances that the modern White man of the West, like every other nation and race from the beginning of time, must today find a way to swim—or else sink.
Which Way Western Man?
William Gayley Simpson