Morgoth has been doxed.

As many of my regular readers will know, I’m a mystic, an old-fashioned God or nothing mystic, I love nothing more than to contemplate the divine and this is what I was doing yesterday, writing page after page after page of my thoughts on the nature of God and what it means to be a human being when this popped up in my feed.

So...They Got Me

If you don’t know Morgoth is a right-wing philosopher/political commentator who is often Romantic about England’s past and always critical of the great harm being done to it by our nation’s overlords in Westminster. He is always keenly intellectual, sharp minded and deeply perceptive, he sees things that others simply don’t, he also writes with a human rawness that just can’t be found anywhere else. I wish I could write like Morgoth. Finally, he is also quite private.

Since Morgoth became a fellow soldier in the culture wars many years ago, he’s always kept his identity well hidden, he’s a man who in typical English fashion just wanted a private life, a clear divide between the twin hemispheres of domesticity and politics. It’s not his fault that his nation has been under attack from within and without by enemies abroad and at home who would rather see it become another nation entirely.

Morgoth stands for resistance to unwelcome change, the preservation of old ways of being and this naturally enough makes him an opponent to mass migration and forced multi culturalism. He’s a northern man, working class and deeply attached to the land of his forefathers. I’ve listened to him for many years, whether that’s on YouTube or elsewhere, his video essays are always thoughtful and full of longing for the world as it should be and not as it actually is. He holds up a mirror to deviant leftists everywhere, it’s not his fault that they don’t like what they see, that their true form is revealed, and he does this without naming or shaming, he simply talks about policy, culture and ideology. No wonder the modern-day serpents of Eden can’t stand him; he reminds them that they are demons not angels.

Hope Not Hate, is yet another NGO, funded by charities and donations that Gríma Wormtongue-like whisper in the ear of the Home Office, going in and out of it’s doors like a trained house cat which nicely explains why a 2015 petition to the government to remove their website from service failed.

Their activists not only went door to door, visiting old addresses, calling on the former neighbours of Morgoth with false tales of being journalists wanting to interview a prominent YouTuber for a feature, but they also infiltrated private meetings with hidden cameras attached in a desperate and cringeworthy attempt to get a picture of their elusive foe, the next target on their hit list before classifying him like a social insect on their website under ‘Fascist, Racist’ and ‘ethnonationalist,’ as appropriate... None of which I might add seems remotely true, and even if it is true, it’s still not a good enough reason to disturb the lives of people who may once have lived near him or to put his picture on the website and by extension a target on his back having broken the law to do so.

Morgoth will have to spend the rest of his life looking over his shoulder, just in case a left-wing lunatic, ideologically possessed, driven to madness by stochastic terrorism comes flying at him with a weapon in hand, just like everyone else classified on the Hope Not Hate website.

Hope Not Hate is a genuinely evil organisation, a Gramscian parallel institution if ever there was one. We don’t have a cheka in the UK, a secret police full of quislings and spies dedicated to stopping counter revolutionary elements, instead we have Hope Not Hate staffed with the same kinds of people who would hand you over to the KGB for not clapping hard enough at one of Stalin’s public appearances.

Make no mistake, it’s the same mindset, the same authoritarianism and the same desire to please their revolutionary leaders, to be patted on the head like a good dog whenever they’ve handed over a modern-day Anne Frank to the Nazis. It’s the same mentality that drives them. If they can drive the Overton window further to the left they will herd you and your naked family into the gas chamber, their heads shaven, fillings removed, emaciated, only too happy to punch or slap your daughters for getting out of line whilst chuckling at their obvious suffering, pleased to be an instrument of power, their cold eyes twinkling with possession as they close the door behind you and seal it shut with your fate! They are the same kind of people, there’s a reason why nobody likes snitches, to be one is to betray the social good...

Morgoth is now categorised as a Nazi, a fascist and an ethno-nationalist on their website, not for one minute do I believe any of this to be true, and even if it could be proven to be true it’s not a good enough reason to send activists into private meetings with hidden cameras, or to canvas entire neighbourhoods pretending to be journalists, to scour the earth looking for breadcrumbs that lead to one man, a man who would rather just tend to his garden and forget the world of politics, but is compelled not to by the obvious evil of the political left. This desire to be left alone but roused into action by the failure of government is when it’s all said and done, typical of the English Character and that’s why Hope Not Hate, Hates Morgoth and Hopes for his demise.

Whilst we’re on the subject of hate, I hate the fact that I’ve had to be dragged kicking and screaming away from my contemplations of the divine to yet again condemn the obvious evil in our midst. Now I must return to my cave and hopefully I will be able to pick up where I left off. Let the meditations commence!

You can read more here: https://substack.com/home/post/p-164397097