A juxtaposition.

Vox takes a look at the whining, do-nothing whites of ‘Murika who, refusing to DO anything, deserve the fate their getting. Read the whole thing.

Constantin von Hoffmeister takes a better look at what was (kinda), what still lingers, and what could be.

To be pro-White is to be pro-identity. To affirm one’s people is to affirm all peoples. The line between celebration and supremacism is one of spirit, not volume. This spirit seeks harmony, not hierarchy. A world without distinct identities offers only the cold hum of managed sameness. A world of living cultures brims with meaning. So let this be said clearly: the affirmation of White identity, grounded in respect, carried with humility, lit by ancestral fire, serves not as a threat — but as a promise. A promise to remain, to remember, to reimagine.

The best thing loser honkeys could do is get off the couch, get married, and have as many children as possible. Time will tell, and, regardless of all else, at least some few will endure.