Forwarded from Blackshirt Proverbs
What is Fascism?
These points, according to Oswald Mosley, make you a fascist:
1. Spiritual Revolutionary Patriotism and Nationalism
2. Activism
3. Separation from the non-fascist world (organization)
4. Taking care of the most important problems of our country
5. The desire to achieve a Corporatist (or Syndicalist, simply Socialist) state
6. Maintain structure and peace in the state
7. Revival of Agriculture
8. Anti-Immigration and Anti-Globalist Thinking
9. The desire to have a strong and spiritual guide
10. The desire to create a new government, not a dictatorship, not a parliament, but a new government
These points, according to Oswald Mosley, make you a fascist:
1. Spiritual Revolutionary Patriotism and Nationalism
2. Activism
3. Separation from the non-fascist world (organization)
4. Taking care of the most important problems of our country
5. The desire to achieve a Corporatist (or Syndicalist, simply Socialist) state
6. Maintain structure and peace in the state
7. Revival of Agriculture
8. Anti-Immigration and Anti-Globalist Thinking
9. The desire to have a strong and spiritual guide
10. The desire to create a new government, not a dictatorship, not a parliament, but a new government
Forwarded from Blackshirt Proverbs
"Not only are we more revolutionary than you, but we are beyond your revolution."
- FT Marinetti
- FT Marinetti
Forwarded from Blackshirt Proverbs
“Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic ‘progress’ leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.”
J.R.R. Tolkien
J.R.R. Tolkien
Forwarded from Blackshirt Proverbs
While you sleep, they loot.
While you complain, they steal.
While you look away, they move forward.
Damn the coldness that dominates you.
Damn your warm blood that only knows how to complain.
Maybe when you're taking your last breaths, when the strength of your sphincter abandons you and you see that there's nothing left to lose, then you'll look back and see what you let go of, but it will be too late ...
While you complain, they steal.
While you look away, they move forward.
Damn the coldness that dominates you.
Damn your warm blood that only knows how to complain.
Maybe when you're taking your last breaths, when the strength of your sphincter abandons you and you see that there's nothing left to lose, then you'll look back and see what you let go of, but it will be too late ...