Following the death of Fidel Castro, there have been some kind things said about him by people on the Alt-Right. This often happens when Third World leaders opposed to America die, and, y'know, I get it. But we should also remember that these people are not and never will be aligned with the interests of Europeans and identitarian Whites, even if they occasionally serve our purpose. This article is a slight rewrite of a piece I ran when the Venezuelan leader Hugo Chavez died in 2013  
Literally unhinged: The "Great Leader" depicted using 3,000 door hinges. 

by Colin Liddell

A great man has died somewhere, apparently. And, although White nationalists, radical traditionalists, and decent people in general are not supposed to break down in tears, we are – so it seems – supposed to at least sniffle a little bit and look vaguely dewy-eyed. All because this ‘great man,’ this titan of our age was – let me get this straight – an enemy of the enemy of the second cousin of our ex-wife’s enemy, or something like that.

Although no actual memo was sent out, it seems that there exists a Grand Invisible Alliance that will ultimately save us from our common enemy. This enemy is the evil globalist clique that is apparently bent on turning our planet into a multicultural materialistic Orwellian-Huxleyian hellhole, etc. etc. Although this enemy may or may not exist in the form speculated, I have serious reservations about the existence of this supposed Grand Alliance, of which the bearded cigar-aficionado and playboy in fatigues was a leading light – along with Hugo Chavez, President "I'm a Dinner Jacket" of Iran, the ghost of Muammar Gaddafi, and Bigfoot.

The grandness of the Grand Alliance is in the width and diversity of the imaginative strands it supposedly weaves into an unbreakable fasces of revolutionary power. But back on Planet Earth, does it make any kind of sense to consider someone like Castro on the same side as White nationalists struggling against 'immigration-o-cide,' or radical traditionalists seeking to overthrow the manifold curses of Liberalism? Even these last two groups, left to themselves, have a hard time keeping on the same page.

Woody Allen's astute take on Castro
in the 1971 movie
Perhaps all the trouble started with Alexandr Dugin and the Eurasian movement. This, as any reasonably informed student of history knows or suspects, is in essence nothing more than a rehash of Soviet/Russian Imperialism and its Machiavellian tendency to seek strange bedfellows in any tent, mud hut, or igloo on the planet. But Dugin is not the only offender. Any movement that stands up for tradition or a people under threat from globalization seems afflicted with a similar tendency to do a bit of exotic moral offsetting.

For example, the Italian grass-roots nationalist movement Casa Pound, for example, has to go far beyond the plazas of its native Rome to pretend a support for the poor, oppressed Tibetan people, and then there is the tendency of some splinters of British nationalism to shore up their perfectly understandable hatred of Islamic colonization by going all lovey-dovey pro-Zionist.

Any movement that stands up against the global system seems to be in the position of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden following the consumption of the Fruit of Knowledge. There seems to be a sense of sudden moral nakedness and a search for exotic foliage to cover their private parts.

That Casa Pound feels a need to tap into the moral motherlode of the Dali Lama and the oppression of Tibet implies that supporting the interests of ordinary Italians against global capitalism and mass immigration is somehow not morally compelling enough in its own right.

That the experimental wing of the Russian geopolitical establishment feels a need to make common cause with any passing Ibo, Jihadist, or Bolivarian suggests that Russia, rather than being a mighty empire in its own right well able to jail any Pussy Rioters it wants for however long it wants, is in fact a timorous entity awaiting cultural colonization by the Great Satan.

As for those on the Alternative Right, deep in the belly of the Beast itself, it is quite understandable that small and marginalized political movements have a hunger for big allies and a desire to see themselves as storm troopers in a world-encircling alliance, but such a hunger should not lure them into the Walter Mitty zone. An ally, remember, is someone who acts in concert with you and makes sacrifices for you. Castro was none of these things; in fact, quite the reverse.

A leader who redistributed wealth to the less-White sector of his nation’s population, supported a genocidal war against Whites in Angola, and is mourned by the ANC, is hardly a fitting coffin-fellow for White Nationalists and Radical Traditionalists.


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