Thursday, December 8, 2011

RG a ROMA Dicembre 2011


As I take a break from slogging some garbage for a non-existent – and thanks to my political beliefs impossible – academic career, I ponder instead my impending return to Roma. Birthplace of ROMVLAE GENTI, Romaskin, and a political and social system based on aristocracy, hierarchy, strength, honor, discipline, glory, responsibility, virtue – in short, FASCISM. I’ll be trading the Planet of the Apes for a week of purity, violence, enemies, and the deepest of friends and altruistic cohesiveness. I will have a people for another week. Americans have no idea what that means. All I can tell them is move to a fascist neighborhood in Roma and find out. T and I will be amongst a literate, political, devoted popolo that has no moral affiliation with either multiculturalism or liberalism. We will walk where NO JEW will dare tread – a sacred ground, then, for anyone who has an inkling about the origins of contemporary Western mediocrity. We will be in search of Giorgio Freda while traversing the DVX’s Roma. As always, we will carry Nietzsche with us – the origin of Counter-Enlightenment understanding. We will see the Roma of the Romans; the Roma of the Fascists; the Roma of those who will destroy the Judeo-Christian taint that continues to obscure the nobility achieved by pre-Christian Europe. For a week more, then, ROMVLAE GENTI will exist, and not just in the minds of those inhabitants of Casa Lupetta. It will be a real force at work in the world thanks to the conditions of possibility of Roma itself. Here its members scurry in the dark. In Roma they walk with pride, taking the greetings of their people, warmly embraced by history without contradiction or critique. I was reminded while reading Paul Baxa's Roads and Ruins that what Fascism asked of Italians was simply greatness. In other words, to look inside themselves and find that which Roma had given them, only to be dashed upon the edge of a comfy sofa and TV set for the sake of consumption, antiracism, and the sweetness of total disconnection from anyone and anything of value. I ask the same of Roma and this is why the Eternal City and its people love me so. This is ROMVLAE GENTI forgetting for one week the morass of its American mission.

ROMA AI ROMANI. Multiculturalism to the Apes.