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With an unsettling sense of déjà vu I watched the events in Charlottesville unfold. I had seen it all before, not merely as a passive spectator watching it happen on television but as an active participant, feeling the rage and the anger and experiencing the violence at first hand…

white supremacistAs I read reports of the violence in Charlottesville between white supremacists and their opponents it brought back memories of my own battle-scarred past. As an angry young man in my native England, I had joined a white supremacist party and was involved in many bruising battles on the streets. I had rejoiced when a counterdemonstrator was killed at one of our meetings, and mourned when a friend of mine, a neo-Nazi colleague, had died after being hit on the head at another riotous demonstration.

In those days I relished the violence, hoping for a full-blown race war. As the editor of a white supremacist magazine, I sought to incite racial hatred and was sentenced to prison twice, spending my twenty-first and twenty-fifth birthdays in prison. It was, therefore, with an unsettling sense of déjà vu that I watched the events in Charlottesville unfold. I had seen it all before, not merely as a passive spectator watching it happen on television but as an active participant, feeling the rage and the anger and experiencing the violence at first hand.

Having once been in the same place and the same psychological space as today’s white supremacists, and having experienced their sense of outrage and alienated anger, I hope that I can offer some insights into why such people feel the way that they do and what we can do to heal the wounds of our broken culture. In order to do so, I will need to retrace my own steps, recalling how I ended up in a world of racism and bigotry.

Although, in all honesty, I learned much of my racism at my father’s knee, it was nurtured in the culture of relativism at the public high school I attended. There was no suggestion that young men and women should be taught virtue; no suggestion that the real meaning of love was not self-gratification but the laying down of one’s life for another; no suggestion that there was a God or, if there was, that He was relevant to our lives. Christianity, if it was mentioned at all in the classroom, was sneered at by the teachers, almost all of whom seemed to be agnostics or atheists, and several of whom were avowed Marxists. This secularized education is not that dissimilar to the education that young people receive today in the United States. In public schools laboring under the demands of the dictatorship of relativism, there is no room for an education in virtue. Indeed, “virtue” as a word is effectively banished from the classroom, and specific virtues, such as chastity and humility, are actively frowned upon or ridiculed. What is taught is a spirit of rebellion against traditional concepts of goodness, truth, and beauty. In this vicious and vacuous environment, it is inevitable that vice will fill the virtue-free void. If we will not teach goodness, truth, and beauty we cannot avoid breeding viciousness, falsehood, and ugliness, and this will include the rise of Pride in all its ugly manifestations, including Pride in one’s own perceived racial identity.

The problem is that relativism privileges feeling over reason. If it’s all about me and my feelings and not about my place in an objective reality of which I am only a small part, I am “free” to pick and choose the “self” that I selfishly desire. For some, a small minority, this might be rooted in something to do with “sexuality”; for others, and potentially a much larger number of people, this will be rooted in a sense of tribal or racial identity. It is in this atmosphere of relativism, in which reality is narcissistically self-defined, that Pride runs rampant, not least of which is racial Pride: Black Pride as well as White Pride, neither of which is to be condoned and both of which is to be condemned.

In my own case, the Pride which was ruling and ruining my life was challenged by its engagement with objective reality, with authentic Reason. Discovering the works of G.K. Chesterton, Hilaire Belloc, C.whS. Lewis, Blessed John Henry Newman and, eventually, during my second prison sentence, the works of Thomas Aquinas, I began to perceive reality as something much bigger than the pathetic world of racist ideology that I had self-constructed. It is for this reason that I believe strongly, with St. John Paul II and Benedict XVI, that the Church can only effectively evangelize a culture dominated by relativism with the power of fides et ratio, of a faith which is indissolubly wedded to reason. The narcissism of relativism imprisons the self within the prison of the self itself; reason liberates the self, enabling it to stretch into the glorious cosmos that exists beyond itself. In short and in sum, racism and other manifestations of Pride need to be countered by an encounter with Reason.

There is, however, one other force that helped me overcome my Pride, and that is the power of love.

In my days of Pride, I hated my enemies and I expected my enemies to hate me. It was the old law of an eye for an eye. You hurt men and I hurt you. You hate me and I hate you. Hate breeding hatred. Picture the scenes of demonstrators and counterdemonstrators at Charlottesville, venting their spleens against each other, screaming their hatred at each other; each feeding off the other’s frenzy.

The way out of this deadly spiral is to go beyond the love of neighbor, as necessary as that is, and to begin to love our enemies. This is not simply good for us, freeing us from the bondage of hatred, it is good for our enemies also. In my book, Race with the Devil: My Journey from Racial Hatred to Rational Love, I recall three separate occasions when I confronted an enemy with hatred and enmity and received in return love and friendship. In each case, the receiving of love when I was expecting hatred sowed seeds of healing in my hate-battered heart. Make no mistake about it, love is a powerful weapon against our enemies. Hatred hurts our enemies but it doesn’t stop them being enemies; on the contrary, it inflames their hatred and increases their enmity. Love, on the other hand, does not hurt our enemies; it only hurts their hatred. And in hurting their hatred it heals their hearts, turning the enemy into a friend.

This is the challenge we face in the wake of the horrors of Charlottesville. It is to love our enemies. We should not demonize the white supremacist or the abortionist but should love them into submission. We should not prey on them but should pray for them, hoping that in the future, by the grace of God, we can pray with them.

As for James Alex Fields, the angry and hate-filled young man who drove his car into counterdemonstrators in Charlottesville, I know all too well that he is what I was. He is not beyond the love of God, nor should he be beyond the love of his neighbours or his enemies. May we pray for him as we pray for his victims.

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  1. The UTR demonstrators came for a peaceful rally, not to do battle. The violence was initiated by the VA State Police riot cops -who, by order of the Governor, violently aborted the rally in defiance of a federal court injunction and physically pushed the UTR people into the ranks of the violent antifa and their allies, thus creating the riot. Then the police stood down and passively watched the spectacle. Remember that the right to peaceably assemble is guaranteed by the First Amendment of the US Constitution.

    You shouldn’t jump to the conclusion that your experiences in the National Front in the 1980s in the UK have much relevance to conditions in the US today. The UTR demonstrators came from a wide variety of backgrounds and from roughly a dozen different organizations-and no one present was wearing KKK regalia.

  2. This is all nice and all, but the violence is being perpetuated by BLM and Antifa, not these “white supremacists” (who are mostly actually white separatists). Just ignore them .

  3. I believe that much of what Curri has stated above is accurate information. The leftist Mayor & City Council members, working in conjunction with the ambitious Governor Terry McAuliffe, close associate of the Clintons, created the controversy to begin with when they began their crusade against the historic statue of the much venerated Robert E. Lee of Virginia.

    They were also involved in the shenanigans with pulling the permit at the last minute in defiance of the federal court order and then having law enforcement evacuate the rally site and force the UTR participants, who had been rather peaceful up to that point, to travel in close proximity to the violence prone antifa and BLM. Of course, violence resulted.

    The evidence would indicate that this was a deliberate attempt by the elected officials to make an incident unavoidable and thereby allow the government to further erode our basic First Amendment rights. Like Rahm Emmanuel used to say, you never want to waste a perfectly good crisis.

    Think about it! Doesn’t this make sense?

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