For a very brief period this month I was a contributor to the Spectator Australia. Then suddenly I wasn’t. It turns out the Stasi commissars over at Overland Journal wrote a very badly structured hitpiece on me, and The Spectator pulled my pieces down. Their loss, not mine really, as my last piece was trending in the top spot before it was pulled and was resonating with a readership tired of stale cuckservative talking points.
I don’t blame The Spectator, and although Rowan Dean and Christian Kerr will probably now be forced to publicly disavow me as LITERALLY HITLERTM it’s not their fault. One day our ideas will be taught to primary school children, but for the moment they remain thoughtcrimes that can cause an organisation a lot of trouble. Especially in the totalitarian state which postmodern Australia has become.
Seeing how this played out has revealed the inner machinations of the far left in Australia, and the nexus between academe, fringe blogs, the establishment media and the terrorist organisation Antifa. There is a class of people who move seamlessly between all these, using fake identities and the support of shadowy interests as cover.
Despite the hegemonic control they wield over the upper echelons of Australian society, the totalitarian fright bats are always scared. It’s just part of their neurotic psychological makeup. For decades now they’ve had the run of the country, defining what speech and what conduct are acceptable and what are not. They always play the victim and the underdog, but it’s a bogus act that fools no-one any more. They cry out while they strike us. The degenerate cultural Marxist left has been running Australia for fifty years, infiltrating every institution of the left and the right and subverting our nation from within. Even our supposedly conservative Prime Minister has come out laughing about it and rubbing it in our faces.
This take-down of every level of Australian society has had consequences. It has consigned any who don’t fit their neo-Marxist dogma to the economic, social, cultural and literal scrap-heap.
There’s been an invisible gulag archipelago in this nation, filled with men fired for ‘sexual harassment’ (the last real instance of which occurred in around 1974) or ‘hate speech’, such as making a joke with work mates. These gulags have been filled with the boys who never finished school because of teachers’ toxic femininity, babies who were never born because mum killed them, and everyday people made into corpses by Muslim terrorists who are then defended and protected by their leftist allies.
The left won’t stop coming after you, your kids and your property. They get away with it because we let them. It’s time to fight back. We’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain.
The task before us is daunting, I know. The left control all the high points of the nation: our institutions, education system, media organisations, legal establishment and political class. They’ve got the guns, but we’ve got the numbers. Everyday Australians are on our side, or they will be as soon as they come across our ideas.
Our secret weapon is the incompetence and intellectual laziness of the establishment left. In his very low-energy hitpiece, degenerate Marxist (he doesn’t even bother with the ‘neo-‘) Jeff Sparrow creates a fevered mind-map which associates a piece I did about Israeli oil interests in Syria with a video that Gavin McInnes of Rebel Media did about Jews ruining the world and links both to the editors of The Spectator, Mark Latham and ultimately Rupert Murdoch. It reads a bit like ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’, without the literary flair. Sparrow even looks like an extra from the movie.
Also, doesn’t he realise that Murdoch’s mother was Jewish and that McInnes and Latham work for a Jewish-owned media outlet? If we’re all a bunch of rabid ‘anti-Semites’, we’re not very good at it.
The truth doesn’t matter to degenerate fanatics like Sparrow, though. This Bolshevik poseur has a long CV when it comes to pushing for an uprising of the proletariat, while enjoying his half-shot soy lattes in inner-Melbourne laneway cafes. It’s the type of lifestyle you can only enjoy if you also were educated at an expensive independent private school like Sparrow.
He first came to prominence after being arrested at a National Union of Students demonstration in 1992. How was he advancing the interests of the huddled masses and wretched refuse of this cruel world, you ask?
By having a tantrum about student grants being replaced by student loans. Nothing shows the mentality of morbid entitlement and narcissistic self-righteousness we see across the inner-urban, postmodern left than the ‘Austudy Five’.
Sparrow’s career has progressed pretty much as you would expect after such faux-radical, privileged beginnings. He was a member of the Trotskyist group and the International Socialist Organisation until he was kicked out during one of its standard Marxist purges. Undaunted in his toxic desire to destroy the nation, he then co-founded Socialist Alternative (SA). For those of you who don’t know, SA is at the violent vanguard of the anarchist left. Despite their low muscle mass and gender dysphoria, they crave nothing more than to punch you in the face, dear reader. They lust for the blood of Nazis, and whether you know it or not, in the minds of unstable paranoids like Jeff, you’re Hitler himself.
This isn’t just a metaphor. Jeff Sparrow has expressed clear sympathies for Antifa, and given what we’ve seen of masked Antifa thugs turning out to be academics, it’s clear that if Jeff Sparrow isn’t an active member of Antifa, he’s comrades with those who are.
Australians have to wise up to the deep roots of Marxist political violence in our universities and establishment media. For every Clem Ford calling for anti-male violence or Roz Ward teaching oral sex to little kids, there are fifty tenured radicals who write puff pieces in The Age, Sydney Morning Herald and the Guardian defending them. It’s a nexus of anti-Australian agitprop which co-ordinates to push the neo-Marxist agenda. Jeff Sparrow has performed exactly this function for Roz Ward himself. Check it out, from The Guardian on June 2, 2016.
Yes, Ward is a socialist. So was John Curtin and George Orwell and Helen Keller and Albert Einstein and Oscar Wilde. Would Kennett and Birmingham and the others engaged in this neo-McCarthyite push have excluded all of them? Or if it’s only particular types of socialists that are verboten, perhaps La Trobe can spell out exactly which doctrinal heresies it would like to ban.
How about national socialists, Jeff? Didn’t think so. Now, I’m not a national socialist at all, but if you’re going to bleat about free speech for socialists, you should at least be consistent. But of course you won’t, because you’re a liar, a propagandist and a shill for very dark interests. You don’t care about ‘free speech’ or the truth. You care only about your morbid ideological crusade to destroy Western civilisation here on the Australian continent.
Jeff’s connections to the violent left don’t stop at merely apologising for it, though. Neo-Marxist fanaticism runs in the Sparrow family, it turns out. While Jeff has gone on to do a fake PhD in Creative Writing (appropriate) and become a writer for fake news outlets such as New Matilda, ABC The Drum and Fairfax and the uber-lesbian literary journal Meanjin, his brother Professor Rob Sparrow is a tenured radical at the Monash Arts School.
Rob’s academic output is exactly the type of derivative, noxious bilge you see across the social sciences today. His papers include such significant and empirical topics as ‘Robots, rape, and representation’, ‘Queerin’ the PGD clinic: human enhancement and the future of bodily diversity’ and ‘Robots and respect: assessing the case against Autonomous Weapons Systems’. That first one is about whether it’s ethical or not to rape a robot. Seriously. Your tax dollars hard at work.
And Rob, only pretentious dicks still use the Oxford comma. Get over yourself.
Rob’s is the pierced and sallow face behind violent anarchist propagandist Andy Fleming, an online persona who writes hatespeech for the slackbastard blog. He writes regularly encouraging the university-age footsoldiers of Antifa to commit violence against anyone who disagrees with their neo-Marxist orthodoxy.
The close links between the slackbastard blog and Jeff Sparrow are not difficult to find. Slackbastard posted to Facebook the article attacking me, The Spectator and Mark Latham almost immediately upon it being published. Pretty sloppy fellas, even for Antifa.
It seems the Sparrow family are senior commissars in the Antifa hierarchy. They’re some of the queen bees, not the workers who dress up like fake ninjas and get punched by nationalists. These are the types of manlets who encourage others to go out and punch a Nazi rather than risk their six-figure salaries and establishment positions by doing it themselves. They’re cowards who role-play as revolutionaries.
These sad figures lead a double-life under the cover of the leftist bias which pervades our media. Thinking they are super-heroes, they are instead villains who urge others onto violence. Thinking they’re Bruce Wayne they are instead the Joker, filled with a morbid hatred for all this good and virtuous in our society.
I have bad news for them. I’m Batman! Actually all of us are who refuse to bow to their collectivist tyranny based on false narratives and projected guilt. It gives you super powers. Try it.
It is a sad reflection of just how thorough the Marxist takeover of Australia has been that we have at least two members of the Soros-funded domestic terrorist organisation Antifa who manage to retain positions at Monash University, Victoria University, Fairfax and the ABC. These people are given six-figure salaries from our tax dollars while they agitate for the destruction of the nation and physical violence against anyone who disagrees with them. They are only able to do so because our political class, domestic intelligence and police agencies have been hopelessly compromised.
You preach hate against nationalists and you’ll get a PhD, a cushy job, media gigs and research grants. You spout love for your nation and hate toward those who are destroying it, and no establishment outlet will publish you. It’s a strange place we’ve arrived at as a nation. Something has to change.
Things will only change if we stop being afraid of speaking the truth. Ours is a mass movement of truth against lies, freedom against tyranny, accountability against corruption and love of nation against hatred of what is good and wholesome. Our enemies are powerful, but they are also decadent and deranged. The future belongs to us, not them.
For a very long time the left has looked invincible. It’s not. We’ve got the kryptonite to defeat them, and it turns out all it ever took was to look reality in the face, speak the truth plainly and have the balls to not back down. Their time is over. Ours has just begun. The fire rises.