Central to Racial Nationalist thought is the proposition that civilizations are organic and not linear in nature.
     Because civilizations are organic in nature, they go through the same aging process that all organisms go through.
     Just as individuals get senile when they age, so too do civilizations.  When this happens, they become pacifistic and 'tolerant'.  They become weak and unable to resist predators.  A spiritual syphilis sets in.  Their immune system is weakened.  They tolerate the intolerable.
     Racemixing, or miscegenation, is one symptom of this aging process.  Moral decay is another.  Degeneracy becomes a way of life.  It is always easier to go down hill, rather than to climb up one, so as we weaken, our standards are lowered.
     Over time, the builders of civilization are overwhelmed by outsiders, like bacteria infecting a host.  They become a conquered people.  The victors take what they want.  Street by street, neighborhood by neighborhood, boudoir by boudoir, until all that was once theirs, now belongs to another.
     We are thus, like the White corpuscles in our own bodies, fighting off infections that threaten it.  What the Jew media ridicules as 'racism' is really a healthy reaction to an unhealthy situation.
     Beyond the rhetoric, beyond the symptoms, there is a much greater battle being fought in this struggle.  We are fighting not just for the survival of our folk, but for its very soul.  It is always better to be strong than to be weak.  In truth, kindness is often mistaken by a civilization's predators for weakness.  And whether the predator is a wolf, or a wolf in sheep's clothing, it is still a predator.
     It has always been the noble barbarian, with his sword and code of strength that has been the builder, shaper and defender of civilizations.  It is them that we in the RNPA strive to emulate, because they were men and women worthy of emulation.
     We willingly choose them over the puss-filled leeches who
now occupy positions of power, and who sell out their own for a few shekels and the siren's praise of the Jews' media.  We choose strength over weakness.  We choose the sound of thunder over that of a whimper.  We choose victory over surrender!