I only see good in the white race and the world they live in. When I say the world that they live in, I mean the world that John Muir wrote about, the wildlife my Nordic ancestors saw. I live way up north, so I get to see a lot of beautiful things. The sunsets, the stars, I see good in those things. The pine trees that surround my home are good. A lot of the not-teenagers I meet up here in the north are the kindest people I've met, and they've all been white. I've never had a single positive, meaningful experience with a minority before in my life. Meanwhile, a lot of white people, even despite their lack of racial awareness, are inherently kind. It's in their nature. I'm not a super religious person, but it's not hard for me to believe those Christian Identity people when they say that white people were the children of God. It's part of why I'm a National Socialist; I owe it to the white race for a LOT of the things that allow me to survive nowadays. Hell, the internet is a white invention!
tldr; white people and trees
