Anzac Day for nationalists is not an exercise in populist jingoism. In our history, Australians have fought for our national survival only once — in the Pacific War against Japan. This does not diminish the courage or legacy of our fighting men from Gallipoli to Afghanistan. Rather, it underscores the tragedy of two formative generations largely wiped out in conflicts that were not in Australia’s vital interests.
The century of Zionist-driven wars has now reached its climax. We stand at the threshold of World War Three, beginning with the first skirmishes we witness today. Make no mistake: this new global conflict once again revolves around the economic imperatives and strategic obsessions of a foreign power, shaped by a small elite whose religious identity and political ideology — Zionism — are deeply intertwined.
This Anzac Day calls for reflection, not only on the heroes who defended Australia’s north against Japan, but on the criminal waste of blood and treasure in “brothers’ wars” that left us depleted. We were forced to replenish our population by looking first to Europe, then to Asia, after our finest generations were sacrificed for “King and Country” — and for the interests of international bankers.
We now enter a new dark age of conflict. It began with the unconscionable attack on Iran and continues through the proxy war against Russia in Ukraine. This will almost certainly embolden China over Taiwan. Though none of these flashpoints directly involve Australia, the global nature of financial hegemony will inevitably draw us in. The coming new order will not be shaped by a declining Zionist-influenced United States. At home, we already face grave perils: a weakened military, decades of “girl boss” policies that have eroded masculine strength in favour of a brittle gynocracy, and a traitor class of politicians who now preside over Anzac commemorations.
Spare a thought for the soldiers these same politicians’ brand as villains — men like Ben Roberts-Smith. The very elites destroying Australia through mass migration, crass commercialism, and cultural degeneration will invoke a hollow patriotism they simultaneously undermine.
These unremarkable politicians have elevated themselves into a new ruling class, standing above the “population” — a polyglot of immigrant diasporas they cultivate to maintain power for its own sake. As native Australian birth rates collapse — a direct result of post-WW2 feminism and liberal social policies — our numbers dwindle further. In the coming storm, deference to imported primitive cultures will only accelerate the erosion of our national character. Australia’s very status will be up for negotiation in the new world order.
For the thinking Australian, Anzac Day is not about embracing the Anglo-centric myth of suicidal heroics for a compromised Europe, nor dying in the jungles of Vietnam for Coca-Cola. It is about recognising how the Australian project has been repeatedly thwarted by foreign interests. It is about confronting the normalisation of our racial and cultural suicide — a process that today sees the interests of non-White newcomers prioritised over those of the founding Australian people.
These politicians will stand at memorials, in the shadow of men who died in conflicts not of their making, and place false words in the mouths of the fallen. If Anzac Day truly means honouring our heroes, then we must acknowledge the truth: they died for an Australia that has since been betrayed.
Our task is to take the spirit they bequeathed us — that same Anzac spirit that belongs not only to the military but to every loyal Australian — and continue the fight for the nation they believed they were defending.
N.S.