On the Unrelenting Horror that is the Third World

The so-called “Third World” is the biggest carrier of the disease of White Imperialism; in fact all of the sicknesses and taints of European thought and values, all of their lies, ignorance and stupidity, are magnified a hundred-fold in the so-called Third World. Third World does not connote anything positive. Third World is a by-word for everything wrong in the Universe.

The so-called Third World is obsessed with keeping alive all the old values of Queen Victoria, King Leopold, Cecil Rhodes, Woodrow Wilson, Teddy Roosevelt and other imperialist scum while in the West, young whites are increasingly rejecting these same rotten values. Therefore the invasion of the West by uneducated and misguided refugees does not represent a positive browning of Europe; it does not represent any kind of “de-honkification”; if anything it is, ironically, a re-honkification of the Western World for reasons stated above. The refugee, in some respects, is even more of a white man than the contemporary European, depending upon his class and educational status. The refugee—to say nothing of the African, Arab and Asian elite—maintains white, honky values at their purest and most racist, because he or she has either not been properly educated, or the education they have received is generally Westernized, or—most likely—the minds of too many of these refugees have already been contaminated with bad Western ideas and values. When they are educated, it is invariably a cracker education since the so-called Third World has not even attempted to revolutionize its own educational systems; they have not even thought about creating entirely new and improved systems of education that may rival or even surpass Western systems.

The task of the Third World, upon liberation from Western Colonialism, was to build an entirely new set of civilizations–NOT to serve as vassal states, or appendices or apprentices to the rotten white First World. The task of Africa, Asia, and Latin America was to create a viable alternative to Western Civilization. Instead what we got was Europe on steroids, but in blackface–and still more or less owned by Europe and/or America. What we got was more of the same white, honky bullshit, but dressed up to look “African” or “African-American” or “Brazilian” or “Indian” or “Nigerian” or “Vietnamese” or “Chinese” or even “Romanian” (if you can call Romania Third World, which it practically is in many respects).

The end result of a Saudi bombing in Yemen, 2016

Please note: Nigger and Honky are two flip sides of the same coin, and always have been. Scratch a nigger and you will always find a honky bleeding.

Is it any surprise that the Third World is completely fucked, and will continue to collapse just as the First World continues its own implosion? This author is not. He has not seen it all but he would naturally assume that the so-called “Third World” would belly up when the West bellies up, because Third Worlders suffer from a horrible dependency complex. The election of either Trump or Hillary will essentially spell the end of the West as we know it, as the US is the leader of the alleged “Free World” (free for those who can afford it, of course). And since your average Third World big shit lacks ideas of his own, we should expect the Third World to ape America once again. They always do, and without fail. Every single US-influenced nation will probably take Trump’s lead and elect a lunatic dictator.

If this happens, the bulk of the blame for the ensuing Armageddon must naturally go to the Third World. Because they represent the lion’s share of humanity; because their nations are in desperate need of retooling in every conceivable area, they hold the responsibility of reshaping world civilization; they hold the responsibility of holding the greedy and war-profiteering capitalist West in check. Their primary responsibility is to THEIR OWN PEOPLE.

End result of a Muslim jihad in Thailand, 2008

Instead, they have repeatedly shirked this responsibility and served as hand-maidens, butlers, shoe-shine boys and prostitutes to Europe and America, often literally: Morocco, Tunisia, Brazil, DR, Kenya, Thailand, Indonesia and countless other so-called “Third World” nations are nothing but cheap brothels for the Developed World.

Morally speaking, these people are arguably worse than the average European or White American. The bulk of the blame for their moral degeneracy, naturally, must be placed on the shoulders of the Third World middle-classes and elites, who (with few exceptions) are the nastiest and most disgusting human beings ever to walk planet earth. They already have their own Hitlers; they have yet to start a World War. Unfortunately, that possibility cannot be ruled out, as nobody in the world seems to have the balls to try and stop them. The Indonesian elite, the Malay elite, the Rwandan elite, Congolese elite, Tunisian elite, Libyan elite, Egyptian elite, Nigerian elite, Chinese elite, Afghani elite and the Brazilian elite (just to cite a few of these respective horrors) can’t be criticized or exposed.

Of course not. There is no genuine intellectual tradition among these elites, short of sodomizing scholars, or baking students in ovens or simply forcing intellectuals into exile, into isolation in the West. Many of these intellectuals are themselves fraudulent, of course.

In the end we don’t have a new world, we don’t have a new civilization or any new way of thinking; just a bunch of ugly, dirty cities that look like a bunch of rotting projects; just illiteracy, disease, rudeness, vulgar tribalism, insanity, war, open sewers clogged with shit, rotting carcasses and flies. We have a return to feudalism and the bloodthirsty spirit of Neanderthal Man in blackface. The white man loves it, because it serves to make him look far more civilized and cultivated than he actually is. Every second the white racist whines about niggers and gooks but that is really just a part of the fun: dim-witted coonery and monkeyshines has always been a hot-ticket item for fat Western tourists.

The next great revolution should not be against the West, believe it or not: it should be against that stinking monstrosity the so-called “Third World,” the West’s loathsome half-castes; the half-Westerners who do the white man’s dirty work and who (as we should see) are indispensable to the success of the Western imperial adventure. For every redneck singing “Dixie” there are a hundred niggers, gooks and spics providing the back-up harmonies. They think the redneck is God. Without these spineless bastards, white supremacy would be defeated in a matter of months.


In the Name of The Father

In the Name of the Father


for Nizar Qabbani, Pablo Neruda, Federico Garcia Lorca, Henry Dumas, Harold Carrington



In the name of the Father, the Son

And the Holy Ghost.


We, The People,


Thank you for your blessings

These past ten thousand years:


We thank you for not listening to

A single one of our prayers.


Thank you, O lord, for stuffing

Your blessed ears with wool,


for turning your backside to us,

for an eternity of neglect.


Thank you for mocking our struggle,


For making of our misery

A source of endless entertainment.


Thank you for gangsters and thugs,

Thank you for allowing cops


In New York, San Francisco,

Washington, Milwaukee, Houston,


Toronto, London, Paris, Budapest,

Cairo, Sao Paulo, Rio de Janeiro,


To beat us with impunity,

To kick us in our genitals


And sodomize us in filthy alleys

And police stations.


Glory be to God,

For blessing us with a nation


Of Nigger-lynchers:

Praise Allah for the most honorable


Obeidah tribe of East Libya,

Who aims to finish the honorable work


Of Nathan Bedford Forrest.


Thank you, O lord, for upstanding men

like Pinochet, the Assads, the Obammys,


the Reagans, the Bushes, the Rockefellers;

Thank you for Hosni Mubarak.


Thank you for Syria

and a mountain of rubble

and an avalanche of corpses.


Thank you for Dylan Roof

and Jim Jones at Guyana,

thank you for understanding

that Yes, indeed, Black Lives

don’t really matter.


Thank you, O lord, for deposing our King;

Thank you, O lord, for killing Thomas Sankara;


Thank you, O lord, for Tupac Shakur,

Zip Coon, Amos and Andy, J.J., Nicky Barnes,

P. Diddy, Rick Ross, Hip-Hop, Crack, Crunk,

And the brilliant minds who produced it all.


Thank you,

Glory be to God.


Thank you for the International Monetary Fund,

And guys like Dominique Strauss-Kahn.


Thank you for reality shows,

Thank you for Jersey Shore and Bensonhurst.


Thank you for Maury Povich, and all

The lumpens who parade


Through his camera lens—the better to

Distract us from Afghanistan.


Thank you for Michelle Malkin, Ann

Coulter, Michael Savage, Ken Hamblin,


Joseph Goebbels, Julius Streicher, Rush

Limbaugh, Glenn Beck, Howard Stern,

and Donald Trump.


Thank you, O lord, for Obama’s waffling

And Oprah’s mammy-made re-runs.


Thank you for Wolf Blitzer,

Thank you for Likudniks,


Thank you for Ricki Lake, Jerry Springer,

Judge Judy, the Supreme Court Justice


System, for Homeland Security, for the Trans-

Portation Security Administration, and all


The perverts who grope girl’s pussies

For plutonium.


Thank you for playing worker against worker,

straight against gay,


Thank you for playing man against woman,

Old against young, north against south, east


Against west, spics against niggers,

gooks against spics, kikes against


gooks, Ay-rabs against

kikes, and so on and so forth;


Thank you for the Middle Passage, for

Nanking, for Hiroshima, for Libya,

for Baghdad, for Afghanistan,


Thank you for all the Holocausts, for

All the Conquistadors, for King Leopold and Tippu Tib,


Thank you for the destruction of Timbuktu,

Benin City, and Tulsa’s Black Wall Street,


Thank you for burning our libraries,

Thank you for destroying our culture,


Thank you for forcing us to live in the ghetto,

Thank you for making us hock our kidneys


Just to eat a hamburger;

Thank you for killing us


For stealing a slice of pound cake:


Thank you.


Thank you for flooding Harlem with

Heroin, Hipsters and Walt Disney,


Thank you for Hipsters, Hipsters, Hipsters,

Hipsters, Hipsters, and more Hipsters,


Thanks for gang-bangers

Who shoot at the drop of a pin.


Thank you, O lord, for forcing Cuba

To eat its own shit,


For forcing Haiti to grovel in the dirt

For yet another century,


For forcing Somalia to choose between

Starvation and piracy,


For forcing Mother Africa to sell

Her ass again.


Thank you, O lord, for bringing back

Torture camps and Inquisitions,


Thank you, O lord, for the guys

Who hacked off the manhood


of Hamza Khatib—


I mean, it was really his fault that

He was a mere thirteen year old,


Wasn’t it? And maybe his big, fat

Stomach should not have been in


The way of the bullets that struck him,

And maybe his dick should not have


Been in the way of the knife that

Removed it.


Glory be to the Creator, to God,

To Jehovah, the One and only—


Et benedictus,


Thank you, thank you, thank you,


Thank you.


We are eternally grateful that our

Earth has been hopelessly poisoned.


Thank you.


We are eternally grateful for facing extinction

at the hands of morons.


Thank you.


We are eternally grateful for you,

British Petroleum: you’ve done it again.


We are eternally grateful for the

Radiation eating out our insides,


O great guys of TEPCO:

Thank you for not telling the truth,


We did not need to hear it.


Thank you.



© 2011-2015 Philip Lewis