2017: The Eureka Youth League enters a new year
That’s right lads, it’s the current year + 2 , or to the regulars – the year of our Lord, 2017.
What does this mean to the Eureka Youth League? It’s a fresh new start for our connection-building, branch-forming grassroots effort that stretches across the country.
What did we do in 2016?
We made a series of connections throughout the country, some that yielded profit for our organisation and some that caused disharmony and trouble, unfortunately the benefit of this brand of radical politics is it can attract some nasty sorts of people.
We speak obviously in general terms as we dont like to point the finger at other people who have the right ideas, just not the right method!
Our branches are now gathering in consolidation in Canberra, Brisbane and Adelaide. Melbourne and Sydney have shown to be places of establishing alliances with upcoming youth organisations that will not be named here; that as opposed to establishing entire new branches.
Why do we do this?
The Eureka Youth League does not have a ‘hostile takeover’ method for producing grass-roots nationalistic sentiment for Young Australians, if there is already a group with the infrastructure, secret or not in a particular region, with leaders that we know and trust, we re-direct recruits to them, instead of trying to be greedy and keep them for ourselves.
Our membership is now in a solid number, and set to expand rapidly this year as we have built the appropriate means of communication and safety, through trial and error and with wisdom of people who have been around for some time, we believe we have a proper control method for the organisation that prevents trouble and unlawfulness, and a way to instil a high-trust sense of community in our membership, this in the knowledge we have a branch of the EYL that handles investigation into strange and inharmonious members.
Plans for 2017
- Update and expand our social-media presence
- Reach a signed membership of 50 Individuals
- Establish branches in Western Australia and Rural NSW
- Retain a sense of common purpose and community between members
- Cooperate and establish official ties with other friendly nationalist organisations.
2016 has been a great, albeit a tad slow. In 2017 we are striving to expand into social life for our members we wish to build that real national community our forefathers dreamed of.
Thank you. God bless.
Matthew K. Grant, President, Eureka Youth League
Today we stand together under a new banner, all Nationalist Youth of our great nation must be united!
Cronulla Says “Eureka”
by Ben, Sutherland Shire
Wheels of momentum steel and fire,
Caged in a prison of time,
Unknown to the day in Jesus,
In clothes not worth a crime;
Conforming the world of a rotten law,
Primitive and outdated in time,
Confused in the might and power of war.
Eternally dammed under a haunting
Written hand – in a manual before born,
Cursed to live a wasteful life untold,
Bowing heads of a thorn.
Ordered by belief, no feelings of thought,
With freedoms of a slave,
Brought about by altered wisdom,
Lonely and confused unworthy to save.
Mohammed’s men amounted fifteen,
Armed a march to Cronulla’s Beach,
In the new land travelled, all must
Perish and burn in dieing blood of a leach,
It was a planned conquest to
Weaken the Australian sole,
Force us in to a shell of fear,
Shattering dreams of a whole.
Will we fall or will we rise –
A choice of life and death,
We must stay together firm and strong,
Squeezing lives for breath;
For the soil in which inherited,
Will be stolen by Satan’s believers,
Preaching peace and wisdom, acting another,
These are the true deceivers.
An army waited upon the beach,
Judged by them to be their’s,
Victims were targeted for termination,
As it was scanned for icon wears,
Between the flags cheerful faces were
Enjoying a day in the sun,
Kids playing like Bradmen and Bowling like
Warne was all so bright and fun.
Three Lifesavers young and pure at heart,
Just finishing their work hours,
Patrolled the beach with honour,
In their yellow and red powers;
The flags flew safe and secure,
Towards the paradise it knew,
Belittled by the worries of the
Nightmare near to brew.
A blooded sword was followed by path,
By Lifesavers chainless and free,
Waves crash and roared surging louder
And stronger to give warning of the three;
And of the bloodshed on the rise,
To stab ones heart and nation –
As a sleeping enemy left awakened,
I fear of all in relation.
Their innocent eyes and steps were clearly monitored,
As a battle ground had been chosen;
Enemy eyes locked on burning hatred and disgust,
Awaited the coming war standing frozen –
Confused of a blood stained track,
Suddenly the guards were surrounded,
With no where to run but back.
Enemy movements were of machines, rattling
Gold chains to the beat of the drum of war,
The great wall of Islam was raised,
As cold shadows cast to the floor,
Exits now blocked, choices were
Made to kill or to be killed;
Funeral cheques were written,
And to mother they be billed.
In English hacked and broken,
Like a tree by lightning struck,
These periods of custom spitting,
Were sure to make one duck.
“Get off our beach, this is our beach,
We own it!” the Lifesavers were told;
This sacred sand, sells for a price not sold,
And can never be bought to hold.
For even the most capable of men,
Were sure to meet their days end,
With odds stacked against five to one,
Outnumbered and unarmed to make amend.
With each fateful blow and knock, a knife
Sharper then the gates of hell ripped through,
Poisoning patriotic hearts and minds,
Hunting for vital organs lurking deeper true.
The Cronulla Uprising was always about Australian Men standing up for and defending Australian women against invading Leb Gangs