Western Trophies 2016: Our Modern Marathon

The dated adage that those who abscond their own history are bound to repeat it has become all but a modern cliché. Like Our American ValuesTM, Santayana's aphorism is often invoked by anyone wishing to appeal to history as a justification for policy aimed toward the future. But this worn-down aphorism has also had the unintended side-effect of obscuring a more meaningful and relevant message--especially for the White Nationalist Counter-Semitic Alt-Right. By the end of this essay I hope to have imparted that message so that you may carry it into your daily life and the larger fight for Western, explicitly White and European, survival.

Ancient Greece

The date is 490 BCE and the Persian army, at the behest of Hippias, has made port in the Bay of Marathon North East of Athens and just South of Eretria. Hippias, a deposed Athenian tyrant ousted by Cleomenes I of Sparta, hoped by anchoring at Marathon the Persian army could make full use of their cavalry in the coming conflict against the Athenian led Greek army.

For their part, the Athenians were led by ten generals--a strategoi--presided over by the Polemarch Callimachus. Miltiades, one of these ten generals of the Athenian strategoi advised the Athenian military to march her army towards Marathon and meet the Persian invaders head on rather than make their stand outside of Athens. A bold plan to be sure and the risks could not have been higher. At stake for the Athenians--and the larger Greek city-states--is the very existence of their Greek way of life. Not only this but these military commanders knew first hand the outcome should they fail. When the Persians conquered Eretria they razed the city to the ground, enslaved and raped its women and children, and slaughtered its men. This was an all or nothing conflict with the outcome being either total annihilation of the Greek way of life or victory and a secured future for the Greeks.

It is important we take stock of just how dire things were for the Athenians. The military forces of the Athenian generals were outnumbered two to one by the Persian forces camped at Marathon; 9,000 – 13,000 Greek forces arrayed against 20,000 – 25,000 Persian forces. The larger context of this conflict cannot be understated either. The total population and square mileage of the Athenian territory amounts to roughly 120,000 people and 700 square miles respectively. Contrasted with the Persian empire with somewhere near 25--70 million subjects and nearly 1 million square miles this conflict was do or die for the Athenian commanders.


Moreover, whereas Athenian citizens of the polis all had the right to vote, felt a duty to serve in their military, with her city-states consisting of an urban center surrounded by countryside, the Persian empire pledged loyalty to a 'King of Kings' who ruled with an iron fist authority. Stated simply, this was a conflict for one's freedom, way of life, and future or cultural, social, and political enslavement. To quote and expound on Socrates' saying, 'the frogs around the pond' were starting to feel the imperial Persian fire.

Prior to the decision of the Athenian strategoi to march their forces to Marathon Datis, the commander of the Persian army, sent a request to the Athenians: Surrender or share Eretria's fate. The message was received clear enough but the strategoi's ultimate vote was split five for and five against. It's here that Miltiades makes his appeal to Callimachus, recounted by the Greek historian Herodotus,

"It all rests with you Callimachus. If you add your vote to my side, Athens will be free and becomes the foremost city-state in Greece. But if you give it to the other side, the opposite will follow."

Weighing the costs Callimachus finally sides with Miltiades and the other four generals who voted in favor of meeting the Persian threat head on at Marathon. And so, with the decision to fight for their existence and future, and in accordance with the Greek tradition at the time where the Athenian generals would pass command each day to a new general, all ten of the generals ceded military authority to Miltiades who marched the Athenian forces 25 miles from Athens to Marathon. Once there, they established a military camp, named it Heracles, and waited for the coming conflict vastly outnumbered but high in spirit.

Though the arithmetical data of the coming conflict paint a dire picture for the Athenians' hope for victory, numbers account for only so much. For those deluded by liberal and globalist dogma the prospects of a Greek victory are shallow. The Greeks are comprised of ethnically similar soldiers closely bonded by culture, language, friendship, and a crucial last component--the Panathenaic Games. The Persians, however, were antiquity's version of the globalist vision for the West today; conquered subjects coerced into fighting wars, a singular cog in a multiethnic machine, untied only by fear. Ethnic Persians comprised only a small minority of the vast Persian army and were located at the center of the Persian military behemoth when in battle. Their flanks consisted of non-ethnic Persian subject soldiers. Thankfully we have history to veto the delusions of our own modern liberal and globalist apologists.

In Athens, during the Panathenaic Games, there is an event called the Hoplitodromos which literally translated means 'to run while dressed as a hoplite'. It comes from dromos (to run) and Hoplites (one who carries a hoplon). A hoplon is a round shield. The Persians, by contrast have no such sport and so it is likely they never encountered this tactic prior to Marathon. Hoplites are tightly grouped Greek soldiers, armed with a shield, sword, spear, and chest, head, and shin armor. The tactic requires extreme discipline and an almost spiritual bond with the other members your cohort.

It's not clear what finally catalyzed the battle at Marathon but once both sides were committed as the Athenian army moved closer to the Persian front line, within about 200 meters, the cohorts of Hoplite soldiers let out a deafening shout and sprinted in unison towards the Persian front line.

Imagine yourself as a Persian soldier, facing down a loud heavily armored and unified Athenian force. You look, with worry on your face clear as the bright summer sun, to your left and right and see a similar expression on the faces of men who look nothing like you. Morale falters, your thoughts fall onto the impending spear likely to be thrust into your torso, and you flee. And so does the rest of the Persian line. The tactic worked and the Athenians, inducing panic and fear in the multicultural heterogeneous Persian army, succeed in breaking through the vast Persian force in mere hours. After a successful routing of the non-ethnic Persian forces the Athenian military, aided by the allied Plataeans succeed in routing the center ethnic Persian contingent.

Driving the Persian forces onto the shore and into the bogs of the nearby bay it is here Kynegeiros, brother of the famous playwright Aeschylus, succeeds in holding a Persian ship attempting to flee, at first with his hand, but then with nothing but his teeth after his hand was severed by a Persian sword. Though he dies, no doubt from loss of blood, Kynegeiros and many others were immortalized for their bravery, honor, and the vicious defense of their homeland and their people. Later, when Aeschylus himself passes into death, his tomb bears his own epitaph--"Aeschylus the Athenian, the son of Euphorion, is dead… The sacred fields of Marathon can speak of his glorious valor, and the long-haired Persians know something of it."

Clearly, it wasn't his fame and glory as the great tragedian that he wished to be known for but his exploits on the most momentous battle and event of his life.

Yet, the battle is not over. Datis, seeking to turn a devastating loss into total victory, rushes his remaining navy and land forces to Phaleron bay. The journey will take him ten hours. Miltiades, knowing his men are exhausted but enervated by victory, embarks on a forced march from Marathon to Phaleron bay. The Athenian forces, with their weapons and armor weighing somewhere in the range of 40-45 pounds, march through the night 60 kilometers in eight hours. Upon Datis' arrival, and seeing the Athenian forces encamped outside Athens, he gives the order to flee and, in doing so, the Athenians have secured their existence. Utterly defeated and demoralized the victory for the Greeks leaves a sour taste in the Persian ruler's mouth.

Why did the Persians lose and why did the Greeks achieve the impossible? To answer this question, we have to rewind to a moment just before Miltiades set out towards Marathon.

"And first, before they left the city, the generals sent off to Sparta a herald, one Pheidippides, who was by birth an Athenian, and by profession and practice a trained runner"

-Herodotus, The Persian Wars

Pheidippides--or Philippides--is the runner dispatched by Miltiades to ask for Spartan aid in the battle to occur at Marathon. His journey takes him across towering mountain ranges all the way to Sparta where he arrives to find them in the midst of celebrating the Apollo Karneios. Because of this Philippides is told Sparta will not be able to send aid until the festival is over. Making the trek back to the Athenian generals it's claimed by Herodotus that Philippides, upon returning to the Athenian generals, informed them of a vision he received while atop a mountain range he crossed.

After delivering the unfortunate news of Sparta's inability to join the fight Philippides exclaims the good news that the Greeks will prevail. When asked how he knows this he tells them of his vision of Pan the Satyr God of panic. While atop the mountain Pan visits Philippides and asks, "I've got a question for you--how come the Athenians don't worship me when I have done favors in the past and will do so in the future?" Seeing this as an omen of Pan's willingness to aid the Athenians in the fight against the Persians, Philippides and the Athenian generals disseminate this message to the Greek soldiers.


Let's take account of what has been said above so we may gather a more concrete picture as to the possibilities of the Athenian's victory. Recall the Persian army consists of a multicultural brans of non-Ethnic Persians with only a small core contingent of ethnic Persians with the majority fighting under constraint. The Athenians, in contrast, are a homogenous fighting force, defending their country, future, families, and the idea of a Greek way of life. They are a face-to-face society meaning they are strongly bonded from childhood as well they realize what exactly it means for them to lose.

The story of Pan was also taken seriously by the Athenian high command and they spread the story throughout their ranks. As a testament to how seriously they took the city Pan was given a simple cave as a shrine (for this is all he needed as a simple God) and officially sanctioned by Athenian society as an Athenian God. Remember Aeschylus' own epitaph he wrote for himself. The glory of victory and thrill of valor meant more to him than his own artistic achievements. It makes no mention of him as a playwright and only his valiant efforts in defending his homeland.

In total the Greeks lost 192 of their own to the Persian's roughly 6,400. Certainly a trophy for Greek history (Our word trophy comes from the Greek word for turning-point, trope).

The Current Year

How do we make sense of this in our current fight? What lessons, if any, can we glean from the pages of our own history? Do you see any parallels between the Marathon of 490 BCE and the West of 2016? I do, and I'm going to tell you, Men of the West, what I see. Like Philippides on the mountain struck with a vision of Pan I too have been struck with my own vision.

Our modern fight is a contemporary Marathon.

We are the Greeks of old, the Persians of today are the globalists, progressives, cat ladies, anti-White Jewish advocates, anti-Europeans, and all the rest. The 2016 US presidential election is on some level also a neo-Battle for Marathon. The Right Stuff, The Daily Stormer, Fash the Nation, Radix, Counter-Currents, Iron March, National Front, AfD, National Action, Nigel Farage, Viktor Orban, Mike Enoch, Andrew Anglin, McFeels, Richard Spencer, Seventh Son, Greg Johnson, Greg Hood, Donald Trump, and many others are our modern Greek Strategoi.

The Athenian city-state of old today is the United States and the larger Western European way of life and her distinct native ethnic peoples. Europe, as it stands currently for Americans, is the modern Eretria. And, for now, our Miltiades will have to be simply an idea that, until such a time we are presented with an actual person willing to take up the mantel of Polemarch, means our collective and distinct existence, history, philosophy, way of life, greatness, ancestral legacies, and our ideas about our future secure from the villainous threats of Jews and non-Whites.

Much like the disparity between the Persian and Athenian population and geographic boundaries global population of Whites amount to roughly 1.7 billion opposed to the 5-6 billion non-Whites. Our Hippias is the Merkels, the Clintons, the Corbyns, the Hollandes, the antifas, the National Reviews, and all the rest of the anti-Whites and anti-Europeans. It's fitting that Hillary should have coughing fits and weak knees--Hippias too, when stepping off his ship onto land at Marathon immediately was stricken by fits of sneezing and coughs. They were so violent he lost a tooth and furiously searched for it in the sand. Reflecting on this he came to believe it was an omen of impending defeat.

Our message of racial recollection and remembrance, of taking our own sides, of fighting now for our children's future--they are the Philippides' of our current era. They travel throughout the mountains of blue-pilled normies waking them up to their own dispossession, this degenerate culture of cosmopolitan branding as one's existential identity, the rapidly deteriorating White suburbia, the decomposing Black urban centers, and the increasing economic tax enslavement of Whites to non-Whites through social welfare and redistribution of wealth. The bad news is, like Sparta, our mass of Whites is largely stuck celebrating the religion of consumerism and social signaling for festive endorphin highs. They can't join us until we end the festival for them.

Our camps must take on names worthy of the new mythos we're seeking to create. Like that of the Athenian camp at Marathon--Heracles--we too must forge new and inspiring aesthetics. We have been graced by a seemingly innocuous cartoon frog who has taken on the visage of a resurrected Egyptian deity--Kek the bringer of Chaos. He strikes fear into the hearts of liberals and speaks to them. Where Whites and Europeans go all they hear are his words--I am become Chaos, destroyer of Jews.

Kek is our Pan.


The Alt-Right, White Nationalists, and Fascists of today are the modern equivalent to the Greek generals who voted to seize the initiative and strike at Marathon. The others are men like Donald Trump and almost-there-normies. Who our Callimachus is, or will be, is unknown. We must seek him out as well as our Miltiades.

The ethnic Persians at the center of the larger non-ethnic Persian army are the Jews. The non-ethnic Persians are the shitlibs, cat ladies, non-Whites, and cuckservatives. They will panic and flee in the face of the chaos we bring.

Our Panathenaic Games are the 4chans, Project Phoenixes, Shitlib facebook groups, the 8chans, twitter, discus comment sections, the Berkleys, the NPI press conferences, the Milo college tours, and anywhere else we engage in rhetorical and physical competition to assert our dominance. The routed Persian front line at Marathon is the 2016 election. The panic, fear, kvetching, and denouncing by cuckservatives and the larger political establishment is a reaction to the never-before-seen phenomena of Whites standing up for themselves, breaking taboos, and moving political boundaries. We are routing the flanks and bearing down on the Jewish minority at the heart of the entire Western imperialization by foreign forces hostile to our way of life; the Muslim iconoclasts, the African exchange students tearing down statues at Oxford, the Black Lives (don't)Matter rats in New Orleans.

Athens could have submitted to the earlier appeal by Cyrus. We, too, could have submitted to the Ted Cruzes, the Jeb! Bushes, or the Rubios. We could have settled for the diplomatic pleas of 'muh Constitutionalism.' The Athenians chose not to. They chose to defiantly stand against Persian forces of invasion and annihilation of Greek existence as they--and we--knew it. They engaged in a high stakes battle where it was all or nothing. But imagine if they had. Greece, Rome, and Europe would never have existed as we know them to have through history. Philosophy, historiography, science, religion, and our way of life would have never existed.

What will we sacrifice of the yet unknown future in store for our race and people as an autonomously existing people if we choose not to fight? What do we relinquish to the realm of potentiality and thereby denying actuality by saying the stakes are 'too high'? What do we acquiesce if we refuse to seize the initiative and open up Marathons all over the world--a multi-front panicked war where shitlibs and Jews cower in fear of the war they ushered forth but deep down knew they never actually wanted to fight. Jewish, and globalist power, is only effective if we allow it to be. Effectively they create the swords we hold to our own necks with our own hands.

If a Filipino can proudly exclaim he'd gladly genocide 3 million drug dealers like the Nazis 'genocide' 3 million Jews and not get a dose of democracy what does it say about Whites and Europeans who claim superiority but lack the courage to seize it?

Either way, like the Athenians, we know the outcome is the same whether we submit or fight and fail. We have nothing to lose if we seize the initiative and everything to lose if we don't.

Give me Kek, or give me death!

Our Redemption


Drifting away from neon screens,
dangers near but unforeseen.
With eyes open, before you stand,
Western Heroes, with demand.

Achilles, Ovid, Virgil, and Lee!
You stand before them--their legacy.
"Tribunal"! "Judgment"! They shout in rage.
An inquisition, your worth they gauge.

This task at hand you do take up,
they judge you worthy, or corrupt.
Are you ready--what man may be?
In your soul it's your shame they see.

A noble pursuit--your children's future,
you stand there clueless and in a stupor.
"For what", you ask "am I ashamed?",
They reply, with fury inflamed.

"This gift of foresight with which you're blessed",
"Fortuna's rage, we do attest".
"Your cause is noble, true, and just,"
"But your actions betray our sacred trust."

"Our great legacies we'd hope ensure,"
"Their fruits of labor would endure."

"Instead, before us, our legacy stands,"
"Rendered weak--a crippled man."
"What shame we feel at your sight,"
"To think our work undone o'ernight."

"You ask for what you are ashamed?,"
"Squandering the gift fortune acclaimed."
"And when, before us, you stand and clamor,"
"Our rage does stand twice enamored."

"Your shame? Knowledge of self-deceit,"
"Your safety now your own defeat."
"What once you used as mask and shield,"
"Now enslaves you without yield."

"This cloak of safety is too familiar,"
"And so your worth becomes conciliar."

"To trust again would be our folly,"
"Thus we say you must seek calmly."
"For what you search, we shall not say",
"The Delphic proverb shall lead the way."

Like a dream this vision quickly flees,
A wistful treasure given to thee.
You know now what you must do,
To seek yourself a world anew.

Though this beauty may be blinding,
the treasure gained is worth the finding.
Yet 'tis not Truth which sets you free,
but courage to stand and to not flee.

For Truth is only the journey ending;
a final state of freedom ascending.
Resolve to face morbid lies,
and your courage will ever rise.

Armed with this you must endeavor,
to rid yourself of fear forever.

Tis only then you may know,
after the battle has been fought,
victory or loss it will show,
if the west is free from deadly rot.

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