Foundational morality: Group-Survival

As anything, moral concerns, every moral concern, requires existence. Existence is a universal prerequisite. It is the most simple and reliable foundational logic where we find objective morality: it does not require us to believe in it to be true. But whether we pay heed to it does determine whether any desire, any care, any wish we might have for the world has a chance to maintain or manifest itself.

A Morality exists in the group. Again, this is plain foundational morality. Its logic is as simple as it is clear and absolute. Therefor it is of essential consideration that the biological and cultural group is the ethnos. Personal moral codes of honor may be of the individual, and such personal philosophies will be as long lived as their author.

A simple point, but keep it in mind. It needs no further justification. Crime stats? Unemployment? Fraud? The loss of countryside, community, rape, animal cruelty, disease and overall disintegration? Those certainly follow when the survival of your own ethnicity is a taboo. Certainly, making foundational morality into the great taboo creates an ever more horrendous reality. But foundational morality is this: if you were to lose your homeland to those of greater intelligence, those more law abiding, those with the greatest workethic, it would still reveal, at best, a disregard for the continued existence of your ethnicity.

It is not you, it is not your ethnicity, who demands the destruction of multicultural society. It is not you, it is not your ethnicity, imposing yourself on a host society. It is not the love of your own ethnicity that has led to hostility, not your care first for your own that betrays hatred.

The survival of your people is the most foundational moral cause. Again, keep it in mind. Stand for it, and see who are against it. Those are hostile to you and all of yours. It should be no surprise that such persons are willing to create hell on earth for whatever personal greed, hatred, or sadistic pleasures.

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