This rather obscure 1929 book by the fascist sympathizer and Modernist novelist and painter, Wyndham Lewis (1882-1957), is one of the most prescient volumes dealing with the efforts to dislodge the white race from its dominance in Europe and North America. Lewis not only anticipated much of today’s race realist thinking, he also foreshadowed Moldbug and the neo-reactionaries by outlining the origin of white racial suicide and guilt in the decadent remnants of Puritanism. The most fascinating aspect of the book is, however, Lewis’ description of how Jewish publishers (most notably Alfred A. Knopf) deliberately published popular novels in which negro protagonists were uniformly good and their white antagonists were uniformly bad:
My position is that I am ready and most anxious to assist all those who suffer from paleness of complexion and all those under a cloud because their grandfathers exterminated the Redskins, or bought and sold cargoes of Blacks. My sense of what is just suffers when I observe some poor honest little palefaced three-pound-a-week clerk or mechanic being bullied by the literary Borzoi big-guns of Mr. Knopf, and told to go and kiss the toe of the nearest Negress, and ask her humbly (as befits the pallid and unpigmented) to be his bride. I am also convulsed with a little laughter at the solemnity with which so often these discussions are pursued . .