While White men, women and children were marching on Saturday March 15th, I was busy celebrating the first birthday of my best friend’s firstborn son. Beautiful little Woden! Here is a picture of the cake I made for the party guests:
This child is amazing. Huge inquisitive blue eyes that stare into your soul. Fierce intelligence and an urge to communicate his wishes to everyone in the room. When you interact with him, it is clear that he not only understands everything you say, but forms a thought in response to you. He responds unambiguously to yes or no questions. “Do you want banana?” “Yeh!” “Woden, did you poo?” “Yeh.” You look and there is, in fact, poo. His masculinity is also very pronounced at this age: when he climbs or pulls himself up on something, he makes the manliest little grunting noises, and his expression is pure power and determination. He’s so awesome. (This one year old kid is more of a man than most of the 20- and 30-something males I know haha..)
Of course we know that we must secure the existence of our people, and each of us does what we can to make that a reality. But the importance of this becomes so much more concrete when you look into the clear blue eyes of a white child, and he looks up at you with such hope and possibility. It is up to us to make his world a safe place to grow up in. It is up to us to protect him from the things that would destroy his pride in himself and his heritage. It is up to us to teach him the values, traditions and skills of his forebears. He is our future as a people.
Hail to the parents of white children everywhere! That their little ones grow ever stronger and smarter, with the love and support of our European family.