Thursday, March 16, 2017

An Interview with the Author, About Reverent Chandler




 

Megan: How did you get the idea for these Viking-Indians in a future Ice Age?

 

James: This is a story against modernity, based on our belief that we are gods—for who else could heat a planet by holding a gaseous magnifying glass to the sun? That whole idea that Man is shaping climate more than the heavens and the sun came to me at the same time that this young white nationalist fellow complained to me that my psycho character in By This Axe! killed whites way out of proportion to people of color. Although I’m not a White Nationalist—but a race traitor really—I can see that the globalist one-world-government agenda is contingent upon the diminishment of the people of European descent to the point of being a curious remnant like the Australoids or Cappoids, the copper-skinned !Kung bushmen who owned most of Africa 40,000 years ago. This brought me to the realization that American whites are soon to be the beleaguered natives of this land just as the Amerindians once were.

My most recent research has also indicated to me that the Indian tribes who resisted against the French and English-speaking invaders the longest, from 1535 to1814—when the people of New England were terrified that Chief Joseph Brant and 300 warriors were going to invade the U.S.—that the most warlike tribes of the eastern woodlands were partially white, through adoption of escaped slave sailors and indentured servants and also through intermarrying with Norse explorers in medieval times. Where the ancient Iroquois were part Caucasian and adopted many Norse customs such as long houses and war axes, my future Vikings are part Indian and have adopted some of their traditions, namely hunting and totemic visions.

 

Megan: What are the characters like?

 

James: They are heroes, mass murderers on a mission to avenge their people after all of their women and children have been killed, except for Fend, who has trouble with killing, it bothers him, so he is like their medic.

 

Megan: is there a character based on you?

 

James: Yes, Fend. I’m no hero. By our standards I may be a fighter. But with a group of legitimate medieval bad-asses like Cull and Est, I’d be the water boy.

Megan: Okay, since you wrote it I’m pretty much afraid to read it, so, the first book… Reverent Chandler, what is the story line?

James: There are seven heroes—the last seven white guys on earth—trying to get Reverent Chandler back to his order’s sacred tree. Each warrior gets his own chapter where he stays behind to kill as many mud people as he can—and they all die gloriously!

Megan: Nice! It’ll be on the Halmark Channel next year, right?

 

Laughter

 

Megan: Okay, Reverent Chandler must be a nice guy, like the Chaplain on MASH. What’s his story?

James: He was being tortured by the papas, the catholic priests of the Muds. They cut his feet off to begin skinning him alive. The Nords that survived the battle to rescue him—the six bad asses and Fend, their Wuxx, which kind of means wolf pussy—have to get him back to the Home tree of the Nords where the sacred acts tattooed on his body will be preserved by skinning him alive and binding his intricately tattooed skin into a great wooden book.

Megan: And that’s a happy ending?

James: Yes, but it is not assured, besides their thousands of mud warriors the papas have “mudders” black guys that are trained like human blood hounds—the NBA with spears, Olympic quality cannibals raised on the flesh of white men!

Megan: You know, this is what they should do to child rapists, send them to some world that you made up—you fruit loop! I’ll take my copy sealed in glass so I can’t read it.

 


 
Reverent Chandler: The Saga of Fend

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