It was a bleak and unwelcoming time fraught with dangers, but bunting fluttered in the breeze, banners flew and music played creating an atmosphere of hope resurgent. Then, accompanied by a shrill fanfare, Dr Strangeways mounted the dais before the assembled mass of those who sought life everlasting.
“Good morning my friends”, he called to the people.
“Good morning!” they all replied.
“This morning I shall conduct an experiment in which I will demonstrate the creation of the ‘Elixir of Life’”, the Doctor proclaimed, and the gathered throng cheered enthusiastically, waving their banners in jubilant expectation.
Several pretty young girls spontaneously climbed onto the shoulders of their male companions and pulling off their T shirts, began to sway back and forth bare breasted in time to the joyous singing of their compatriots.
“In this test tube I have a quantity of pure spring water”, the Doctor called to his audience, “and from this other test tube, I will mix in the vital ingredient. It is called ‘Essence of Political Party No. 24’, otherwise known colloquially to my staff and I as ‘The National Front’.
“If when I mix the essence with the pure spring water, the resultant solution remains clear, then we will have failed. But if the solution turns red, white and blue, then that will signify that we have indeed created the Elixir of Life!”
The people screamed with delight in anticipation of a successful outcome and the pretty girls bounced up and down so that their breasts bobbed enticingly for the appreciation of their male companions. The audience swayed together in song and it was indeed a magical moment to behold.
Dr Strangeways began to mix the essence in with the pure spring water and as he did so a silence fell upon the people.
They waited, they waited, and they waited, but the resultant solution remained clear.
Eventually the pretty girls pulled their T shirts back on and as the crowd turned to walk home, Dr Strangeways called out, “But don’t give up, I will conduct a further experiment with a new and even better essence”.
The people smiled, thankful that there was at least a ray of hope and continued on their way home as night began to descend upon them.
Some years later, after several failed attempts in the interim, the people were called again to assemble at a pre-ordained time in front of the dais. Bunting fluttered in the breeze, banners flew and music played, creating once more an atmosphere of hope resurgent. Again a cheer went up as the fanfare sounded and Dr Strangeways mounted the dais before the assembled mass of those who sought life everlasting.
“Good morning my friends”, he called to the people.
“Good morning!”, they all replied.
“This morning I shall conduct an experiment in which I will demonstrate the creation of the “Elixir of Life’”, the Doctor proclaimed, and the gathered throng cheered enthusiastically, waving their banners in expectaion.
Several pretty young girls wearing tight T shirts spontaneously climbed onto the shoulders of male companions and began to sway back and forth in time to the hope filled singing of their compatriots
“In this test tube I have a quantity of pure spring water”, the Doctor called to his audience, “and from this other test tube, I will mix in the vital ingredient. It is called ‘Essence of Political Party No. 30’, otherwise known colloquially to my staff and I as ‘The British National Party’.
“If when I mix the essence with the pure spring water, the resultant solution remains clear, then we will have failed. But if the solution turns red, white and blue, then that will signify that we have at last created the Elixir of Life!”
The people called out in anticipation of a successful outcome and the pretty girls bounced up and down so that their breasts bobbed enticingly for the appreciation of their male companions. The audience swayed together in song and it was indeed a magical moment to behold.
Dr Strangeways began to mix the essence in with the pure spring water and as he did so a silence fell upon the people.
They waited, they waited, and they waited, but the resultant solution remained clear.
Eventually the pretty girls climbed down off the shoulders of their companions and as the crowd turned to walk home, Dr Strangeways called out, “But don’t give up, I will conduct a further experiment with a new and even better essence”.
The people smiled, thankful that there was at least a ray of hope and continued on their way home as night began to descend upon them.
Many years later, after many further failed attempts in the interim, the people were called again to assemble at a pre-ordained time in front of the dais. Bunting now old and faded fluttered in the breeze, banners flew and music played, attempting once more to create an atmosphere of hope resurgent. Only a muted cheer went up as the fanfare sounded and Dr Strangeways mounted the dais before the assembled gathering of those who, despite strained patience, still sought life everlasting.
“Good morning my friends”, he called to the people.
“Good morning!”, the most gullible and credulous replied.
“This morning I shall conduct an experiment in which I will demonstrate the creation of the ‘Elixir of Life’”, the Doctor proclaimed, and the gathered throng managed a slight cheer.
Several pretty young girls clung to the arms of male companions, hoping that this time would be that momentous occasion they had all been waiting for.
“In this test tube I have a quantity of pure spring water”, the Doctor called to his audience, “and from this other test tube, I will mix in the vital ingredient. It is called ‘Essence of Political Party No. 35’, otherwise known colloquially to my staff and I as ‘The British Freedom Party’.
“If when I mix the essence with the pure spring water, the resultant solution remains clear, then we will have failed. But if the solution turns red, white and blue, then that will signify that we have at last created the Elixir of Life!”
The people murmured softly in anticipation of a successful outcome and the pretty girls squeezed the arms of their male companions a little more tightly.
Dr Strangeways began to mix the essence in with the pure spring water and as he did so a silence fell upon the people.
They waited, they waited, and they waited, but the resultant solution remained clear.
Eventually the pretty girls rested their heads on the shoulders of their male companions in despair and as the crowd turned to walk home, Dr Strangeways called out, “But don’t give up, I will conduct a further experiment with a new and even better essence”.
The gullible and credulous smiled, thankful that there was at least a ray of hope and continued on their way home as night began to descend upon them.
Two years later, after yet more similarly failed experiments in the interim, the people were called again to assemble once more at a pre-ordained time in front of the dais. The bunting had been taken down now, but still some banners waved, and as Strangeways mounted the dais there was almost complete silence.
“Good morning my friends”, he called to the people.
“Good morning!”, a few mumbled in reply.
“This morning I shall conduct an experiment in which I will demonstrate the creation of the ‘Elixir of Life’”, the Doctor proclaimed, and the gathered throng looked up.
Several pretty young girls fiddled with the controls of their iPods, not really concentrating on what was taking place.
“In this test tube I have a quantity of pure spring water”, the Doctor called to his audience, “and from this other test tube, I will mix in the vital ingredient. It is called ‘Essence of Political Party No. 42’, otherwise known colloquially to my staff and I as ‘The British Democratic Party’.
“If when I mix the essence with the pure spring water, the resultant solution remains clear, then we will have failed. But if the solution turns red, white and blue, then that will signify that we have at last created the Elixir of Life!”
The people waited patiently.
Strangeways began to mix the essence in with the pure spring water and as he did so a silence fell upon the people.
They waited, they waited, and they waited, …
All of which makes one wonder why we nationalists have such Strangeways?
Why do we keep repeating the same actions, while each time expecting a different result?
We should know by now, that if we keep on doing what we’ve always done, we’ll keep on getting what we’ve always got.
We have got to try something different – something other than just another variant on the patriotic political party theme.
Certainly, we need to build an organisation that will act in the interests of our people, securing for us as a people, life everlasting, but after forty-plus attempts we should by now recognise that this organisation needs to be so much more than just another political party.
This website ‘Western Spring’ is your window into a world of new thinking and exciting new developments aimed at forging a new revitalised nationalist movement.
Once we have the resources, the infrastructure and the funding necessary to win, then and only then, as the final phase of our quest for power should we launch a political party, at a time when such a party will have the support of a broad movement capable of sustaining it all the way through to eventual victory.
If you want to help build the Movement of National Salvation, then email your contact details to [email protected] and I will be in touch.
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by Max Musson © 2012
Clive Wakley
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If there is a moral to this story at all then it is, perhaps, that it is better to try and fail than to just to talk about trying.
Action speaks louder than words, as they say.
Max Musson
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Actions only have value when they are intelligently directed. To continue to repeat actions that have failed miserably time and time again shows a lack of intelligence.
We nationalists have to act differently, with new strategies and new tactics, if we want a different outcome in future and Western Spring exists to guide our people towards new ways of thinking and new forms of action.
Clive Wakley
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Re: “Western Spring exists to guide our people towards new ways of thinking and new forms of action.” And in the meantime?
Max Musson
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That’s a very good question Clive, I am glad you asked.
In the meantime we need to stop wasting time, money and energy repeating the failed tactics of the past and instead work together to create a movement with the infrastructure, assets and funding that will be needed if we are to be successful when the time is right to openly campaign for political power.
This requires us to initially create a different kind of organisation, one that does not suffer from the disadvantages that are inherent with a political party.
The electioneering phase of our struggle must be the final phase, once all of the necessary preparations have been completed. Until then we should not organise as a political party.
Simon Lote
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What kind of organisation do you have in mind, a cultural or social one?
Steve
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In the end it would have to cover everything as our enemies surely do.