"THE LEGACY OF IAN SMITH IS ONE OF GOOD AND HONEST MEN BEING BETRAYED BY THE CLUELESS AND SPINELESS SO-CALLED “LEADERS” OF WESTERN CIVILIZATION..."
HEROES OF THE WEST: THE MESSENGER FROM AFRICA
PUBLISHED: 29th April, 2019 | By MATT MARSHALL
Hello good readers. First of all I must apologize for my long absence. Life has been very hectic lately, but I now have much more time to write. Second of all, while “Heroes of the West” are easy and fun to write, I am going to begin interspersing them with other articles again as there are topics not focused on a single person that deserve attention as well. But before all that, let us get on today’s topic; about one of the greatest men of the 20th century and a true hero, betrayed by people he once to held absolute loyalty to. That man’s name was Ian Douglas Smith.
A number of my readers have probably heard of Rhodesia, but may not be as familiar with the history as I am. The lands that are now called Zimbabwe were mostly untouched by Europeans until the 1880s, when the British Empire spearheaded by Cecil Rhodes arrived. Rhodes struck a number of deals with local black tribal chiefs and kings, opening up the rich mineral-filled soil of the land to the British Empire. “Southern Rhodesia” quickly became a rich mining colony of the British Empire, and white British settlers came in the thousands. Southern Rhodesia would become self-governing in 1923, four years after a remarkable man was born in the rural countryside of that African land.
Smith was the son of a Scottish father and English mother. They were hardworking middle class immigrants who had built a new life for them in the countryside and instilled in their children the best British values of patriotism, fairness, and Christian faith. Smith joined the Royal Air Force in the Second World War, first as an engineer and later as a fighter pilot. He was shot down twice, and even fought with partisans behind enemy lines in Italy, and returned to Rhodesia as a decorated war hero. Smith married and quickly became involved in politics, serving in various capacities in government. Meanwhile, the drumbeat of de-colonization was spreading across the British Empire, and in Rhodesia a particularly aggressive black nationalist movement was growing. Smith was an opponent of any radical constitutional changes that the black nationalists were demanding, and he left his current position to form the right-wing Rhodesian Front Party. In 1962 he was appointed deputy prime minister, and in 1964 he became the full prime minister. Smith knew that the black nationalist movements had strong Marxist tendencies and had already shown a propensity for violence, using arson and petrol bombs to intimidate black voters. He banned the parties ZAPU and ZANU from government, showing white Rhodesians that he would protect them from dangerous extremists, while pledging to black Rhodesians that he would treat all his countrymen by their merit, rather than their race. ZANU and ZAPU continued to commit violent acts, and the British government pressured Rhodesia to accept “majority rule”, granting the vote to non-property owning blacks. Smith knew this move would allow ZANU and ZAPU to gain much more support. So, on the 11th of November 1965, Smith’s government issued the Unilateral Declaration of Independence (UDI), making Rhodesia a republic and cutting it off from Britain.
The independent republic of Rhodesia faced hostile sanctions from the United Kingdom and many other Western nations, vitriol from leftists worldwide, and a terrorist insurgency that quickly mushroomed into a full-blown civil war. Yet Rhodesia was able to trade with neighbouring South Africa and Salazar’s Portugal, and developed one of the most effective anti-communist armies of the Cold War. ZANU and ZAPU attacked missions, villages, and cities, purposefully targeting civilians. This fact, plus the recognition of traditional chiefs and tribal arrangements by the Rhodesian government, caused much of the Rhodesian black population to side with Smith. Around 70% of the Rhodesian security forces were black African, and civilian de-segregation and the overall quality of life for Rhodesian blacks increased under Smith. Yet the constant warfare and international sanctions took its toll on this heroic nation, and Smith was forced to enter into negotiations with some black nationalists. In 1979, Smith dissolved the government and a moderate black leader named Abel Muzorewa was elected as prime minister. While Smith had good relations with Muzorewa, radical black nationalists portrayed the man as a “white supremacist” token. The international left and neoliberal establishment agreed and after some international political intrigue that would take far too long to properly establish here, Rhodesia reverted back to British colonial control, a fresh election was called, ZANU flooded the cities with their supporters (many of whom came from outside the country), and Robert Mugabe became the first prime minister of the Republic of Zimbabwe in 1980.
Ian Smith was no cuck, and he had never been afraid to stand up for the white Rhodesian population, his own dear tribe and kin. But he always strove to be fair to the blacks and truly wanted the races to live together as friends and neighbours. Smith continued in politics for some time as the official opposition, and was still a figure of great respect; allegedly saluted by Zimbabwean soldiers when he walked on the street. Mugabe, the stereotype of a puffed-up egotistical third world dictator if there ever was one, threatened Smith publicly on numerous occasions and tried to get him deported from his own country. Ian Smith left politics due to his age and wrote The Great Betrayal in 1997. Smith moved to South Africa to seek medial treatment in 2005 and died from a stroke two years later. Thus passed a truly great statesmen, let down by those around him. His ashes were scattered at his family farm.
Much like Patrick Buchannan, Ian Smith is a Hero of the West not because he ultimately triumphed, but because he held the line when it was deeply unpopular to do so. I would prefer to showcase more conquerors than martyrs, but the sad truth is we live in an age with few of the latter. Under Smith, both white and black Rhodesians lived in growing prosperity despite sanctions and war, and he did his best to forge a nation that would be a symbol of unity and strength in Africa. The white Rhodesian population that he exemplified were not extreme “racist” fanatics, if anything they were closer to civic nationalists. If Rhodesia was around today, it is not impossible to see them wearing MAGA hats, wearing “Hillary for Prison” t-shirts and posing for selfies with Candace Owens (dear Lord, did I really just type that?). The only thing the Rhodesians can be faulted with is naiveté. They thought that the neoliberal world order would be fair to them and not sell out their country to Afrocentric Marxists. They were wrong.
Ian Smith should be looked at fondly as a tenacious leader and a fundamentally decent and temperate man living in an intemperate time. But he is also a warning. His ghost comes to us from the African plains, whispering to us about betrayal. About brave young men in green cameo and short shorts who died in the steaming bush so their descendants could flee their homeland. Of children who used to wear fine clothes to school every day now begging in the streets. Of priests who preached harmony and peace gunned down in cold blood. Of a country that was once called the “breadbasket of Africa” now a bleeding sore of misery and poverty on the face of the world. It hurts the heart to think about.
The legacy of Ian Smith is one of good and honest men being betrayed by the clueless and spineless so-called “leaders” of Western Civilization, and of ruthless villains exploiting that situation. The same thing that happened in Rhodesia had already happened across the third world in the name of “decolonization.” It has continued, except now it is moving to the core Western nation-states. Clueless progressives and spineless politicians push mass immigration, while also tearing down the traditional social structures of Christendom. These are then swamped by desperate immigrants, sometimes fleeing war and hunger, but many of the time simply looking for work and clueless as how to find it in their own country. This is exploited by all manner of ruthless criminals. Terrorists, drug dealers and sexual slavers hide in the great masses of people appearing at the doors of Europe, North America, and Oceania. Greedy corporate internationalists work to exploit migrants and natives alike. It is a dreadful irony that black Africans rid themselves of the European “yoke” only for it to be replaced by predatory World Bank loans, Chinese colonization and sweatshops. Hey, at least they have Bono on their side. And of course in both situations you have the radicals and Marxists, who hate any society that falls short of their perfect egalitarian utopia and therefore despise civilization itself. They whipped up international anger and sanctions against Rhodesia and now they have focused their ire on any nationalistic or traditional forces remaining in so much of Christendom itself.
There is a book that is written by a far right British activist named Michael Walsh entitled Rhodesia’s Death, Europe’s Funeral. While not particularly familiar with Walsh or any of his writing, that is a damn good book title. Rhodesia wasn’t perfect, but it was something good that was destroyed by the international left and communist terrorists with the complicity of the neoliberal establishment. Ian Smith’s last stand with the UDI was a warning to the entire world that “they will not stop here”. We must all of us take heed of this message and realize the peril our nations are in. What can be done to fight this will be different for each one of us, but an attitude of defiance is a must-have first step. We must embrace the spirit of a certain white African farm boy-turned prime minister. And then maybe someday, a certain white and green flag can fly with pride as a symbol of glory rather than mourning.
Rhodesians never die!
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