The End of the World - Fin Du Monde

Many were not long ago watching the funeral of Queen Elizabeth II. I admit I found her to be an incredibly beautiful and graceful woman, especially from photographs in the 1950s. She was in my mind perfect beauty. There is no real man who would not gaze upon her visage at that time and not be stricken.

In my mind the most beautiful women I’d ever seen.

Marilyn with her absurd bust, trashy demeanor? No thank you.

I did not pay much attention to the UK Queen’s death and internment. My good friend Jeff Deist of the Mises Institute made discussion of her death a centerpiece of his fascinating speech at the 40th anniversary of the Mises Institute in Arizona last weekend.

Jeff referenced the superficiality of the whole funeral event, as if the empire was desperately intent to draw from its own hundreds of years old myths to maintain the illusion that there was some kind of ‘Hail Britannia’ that anyone cares about.

Alas, the reality of the British Empire is Liz Truss, a horrible harridan of extreme low intelligence that - shockingly - makes the lumpen flatulent turd Boris Johnson look leadership material by comparison.

Tony Blair was the hemorrhoid of Great Britannia, the turgid and violent murderous core of a demonic corpus humanum that embraced death over life, that endorsed endless killing “liberation” exercises under which thousands died but he somehow - Bono-like - was able to claw his way to the moral high ground.

No one of sound mind would conclude that he deserves a positive result from God’s judgement that we know is awaiting after all of our deaths.

But then again it is a sin to presume to know the mind of God or the ultimate judgement of anyone. Our individual salvation is the most personal thing on earth or beyond, but for the mind of God.

Perfidious Albion is aptly named. It is an island of sheep ruled by satanic and treacherous wolves.

There are noble stand-outs that have been unsurprisingly churned into the machine for questioning the mindless, including lately the Truss regime. People like RPI Advisor John Laughland, a serious intellectual, polyglot, and author of some of the most important books and articles of the last 20 years, who was arrested by the “anti-terrorist” forces of his own government for, apparently, the “crime” of not being on board with the war on Russia.

Fin Du Monde.

Don’t dare fart because that absurd and morally retarded Greta Thunberg will sniff the fumes and report back to Klaus “Hitler” Schwab, who as the demonic doctor of our time will prescribe bugs and abortion and euthanasia and “drag” shows to ten year olds who had never thought about their genitals until one of their idiotic and satanic parents brought them to a “performance” where a man dressed as a woman rubs his genital area three inches from the youngster’s face and somehow this is the liberation for all of us.

Few who themselves had not been sexually attacked by these monsters understand how absolutely devastating it is to one’s psychological health. Forever. I’m not kidding.

A descent into satanism.

Satanism as dare I say Putin himself observed about our society.

Blame the psychotic pervert? How about their tattooed, self indulgent, and shit-brained parents? The sickness goes deep.

So let us go back - raise ourselves up - from the gutter from which we sluggishly grunt to the reality of fin du monde.

There is literally no reason to begin this endeavor but for to challenge the prevailing paradigm, though we do not seek CNN viewers who accidentally drop here as with a faulty parachute.

This is the secret world of fin du monde. A world where highly flawed but legitimate Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Otto von Habsburg, was interred not as the single most noble person of our times, not as the secular example of building a European future, but as a simple sinner. Salve Regina,

O Filii et Filae.

The Capuchins cared nothing for his nobility nor his funny achievements in the Pan European Union, but only as a fellow sinner, who hopefully died in a state of grace and thus perhaps endures the pains of purgatory in advance of his ultimate reward. And I do pray for HRH Otto and his wife Regina every Sunday after Mass. If they remain in purgatory I feel I must help them along as I in my despicable state am able..\

We are living in a time of extreme disorientation. The purpose of this substack is to challenge our friends outside of the accepted paradigm.

Choices. Horrific and aggressive child molestation of Waco…or reaching back to the beautiful and decent world of Catholic and Habsburgian Central Europe. This is our choice.

Surprisingly my old friend Viktor Orban, who I first met as a State Department analyst in 1992, has emerged as one our most important guides through this valley of tears. I’ve long admired Viktor - and even worked for him as an advisor in 1998 - but little could I have imagined that he would emerge as a hero of our time.

I welcome followers from all ends of the spectrum, but be warned that this is not at all connected with the world in which I normally lurk.

This is dangerous and unchained.

This is Fier, 1997, when our taxi driver tried to shoot me in the head but all of a sudden he shit himself because the owner of the villa accepted us as his guests and thus we were under his protection. AK-47s. Ask Jonathan Sunley about it. He was there and also dodged the bullets. The British Helsinki Group. Nothing focuses the mind like a gun pointed at the head.

This is not a scam for your money. If you want to give, great. It’s OK, But this is where I let my hair down and I will have to increasingly put these things safely away.

What I hide behind the absurd “paywall” is only for my own protection, such as it is.

Thank you for reading. There are so many substacks. But if you want something really outside the norm…well subscribe.

This will not be a comfortable ride.