This is intended somewhat as an addendum to the previous post, Meditating on Death, one with a distinctly medieval Catholic perspective. What follows below is an excerpt from a letter written by a Cistercian Abbot, Saint Bernard of Clairvaux, to Hugh de Payens, founder and first Master of the Knights Templar.
It was written in the early 12th century, some time after the founding of the Order and is set against the backdrop of violent Islamic incursion into Western lands and the defence of Holy Europe by Christian military orders, most of which began as small, independent warrior fraternities long before they received royal and Papal recognition. Continue reading In Defence of the New Knighthood
I’ve lived and worked in Afghanistan for eights years. I’ve watched the results of ethnic chaos and diversity and the way parallel power structures emerge in the wake of a weakening nation-state. There is much happening in Afghanistan that could show a possible future of Europe if it continues on its current trajectory. Living and surviving here has given me more than a few ideas about how to survive what is coming to Europe. Continue reading Decline of Europe: Afghanistan Model
“And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand? After all, you knew ahead of time that those bluecaps were out at night for no good purpose. And you could be sure ahead of time that you’d be cracking the skull of a cutthroat. Or what about the Black Maria sitting out there on the street with one lonely chauffeur — what if it had been driven off or its tires spiked. The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin’s thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt!”
From Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago Continue reading The Modern World Is A Prison With Invisible Walls
This is my view of society’s decline upon returning home after a military career overseas. It was originally published here at Return of Kings.
I’m a former soldier and veteran of two foreign wars. After my military service I became a private military contractor. I’ve spent more than half of my adult life in third world shitholes having third world shitbags trying to shoot me and blow me up. Continue reading Coming Home From The War On Terror