Striking a match he slowly dips the burning head into the bowl of his cherry wood pipe filled with a favorite tobacco. Sucking in small amounts of smoke he casually folds his arms across his chest and gazes around the empty conference room. Savoring this rare moment of solitude he knows by early evening the room will be filled with the hierarchy of his party loyalists with their latest presidential Gallup polls, PowerPoint slides, money requests, redundant political advice, silly complaints, thorny jealously and petty intrigue aimed at one another.
Endowed with the animal energy of robust youth the fifty-two year old Erik Gabriel Bernhard is a tall, sinewy, incendiary political creature, and the charismatic leader of the Independent American Patriotic Party.
From his dynamic spirit also protrudes an aristocratic coolness toward his party loyalists they find palpable, haunting and commanding.
In the public eye on the campaign trail the chiseled face Bernhard is always elegantly dressed in a dark gray or blue suit, bright colorful tie and highly polished shoes. Attached to the left label of his suit jacket he wears a metal-clasp American flag, and below that a mini-CIB. With his legendary silk handkerchief blossoming like a spring flower from the breast pocket of his suit-jacket, he makes a formidable and lasting impression upon everyone he meets.
Before an audience his speeches are full of erudition, coruscating ideas and humor that effortlessly ensnares the ‘pro’-American activist youth, the security minded middle age, worrisome elderly and poor. While the non-voting, apolitical moaners are jolted from their apathy by his overpowering persona and convincing argument of better days ahead-only if they follow in his footsteps.
Mesmerized by his haranguing the newest recruits are drawn into his political schemes, mad ideas, and unbridled ambition to win the Presidency of the United States and lead the nation, by coercion if necessary, back to its former role as the number one global Super Power.
Removing the pipe from his mouth he stabs the air with the stem as if it were a bayonet aimed at the nation’s foreign enemies, his ‘political’ enemies-the ‘enemies’ of the people, and ponders the nation’s fate under his iron will if elected president.
(Yes!...Once again the American Empire driving forward into the twenty-first century!...An Empire admired and respected by friends, and feared by enemies!!)
As if guided by the hand of Providence, he callously tramples over anyone that stands in his way to restore America back to its former sphere of unhindered global power and dominance over antagonistic nations and enemy actors.
In Bernhard’s dialectical thinking America’s decline from the heights of greatest after World War II, to its present burgeoning into societal collapse, including its reckless defensive posturing in Foreign Policy toward antagonistic nations and enemy actors is attributed first and foremost to today’s lack of true Statesmen. Instead the nation is cursed with the garden variety of elitist, petty-bourgeois politicians running for another term in office to cater to a crop of super-wealthy ‘Too Big to Fail’ mega-banks and Wall Street purloiners.
What he finds particularly alarming is the ‘Formlessness’ found in American society by the sated life-style of superfluous indulgence by its clueless masses. In particular, the half-educated, city-suburban dwelling species that do not demand sacrifice, honesty and responsibility from their elected officials, but as in ancient declining Rome, more and larger sports stadiums and ‘panem et circenses’.
For over half-a-century America has been crippled by a ‘Tired’ and ‘World Weary’ outlook that frowns upon ruling the earth with ‘Imperialist’ ambition that the nation’s forefathers exhibited in muscular fashion. Instead, today’s progeny of that once mighty race yearns for the illusion of a toothless global peace with dedicated, international enemies.
This unarmed belief of ‘Pacifism’ and ‘Appeasement’ cripples the nation’s ‘Will-to-Overpower’ obvious foreign combatants, and the collection of exotic antagonists operating in the shadowy theater of international business.
With America on the fast track of becoming a ‘Spiritually’ exhausted empire, the hungry global barbarians view this appealing sight with delight. For a wounded America arouses in them and gives sway to the thought: “Here is a former, mighty giant, now spent and ripe for conquest and plucking!”
American Foreign Policy crafted for decades by defeatist thinking academicians and pedantic theoreticians for soft natured politicians, have dominated the nation’s foreign interests, not to rule over the earth and make history, but to be a ‘Subject’ of history.
This is most obvious by the coercing of America’s foreign diplomatic corps, that under the dictates of ‘Political Correctness’ negotiations must be sugarcoated when dealing with deadly foreign adversaries-usually by groveling at their feet.
The ‘Spiritual Decline’ of America is also found today throughout all Western societies and is at the heart of the looming catastrophe. This is a phenomenon of societal atrophy that can only be amended by a new breed of youthful, up and coming Western leaders, born with metal-hard natures, and returning to the soul-filled energy of the robust past.
Here are the ‘Coming Leaders’ of a new era emerging in the Western world that do not ‘worship’ money, nor exhibit shallow gleefulness in its accumulation. But simply amass it as a tool to acquire national political power to rule over and lead their respective nations to grasp at global power.
This is the ‘Heroic World Outlook’ with powerful, healthy instincts for one nation to have supremacy over the masses on earth, and to take and control by force, when needed, its dwindling natural resources.
In Western societies it is the ‘Nordic World Outlook’ that is still to be found among a distinct minority of powerful individuals and small groups born with that rare, vigorous spirit driven by ‘Blood’ and ‘Race’.