“Dimly, I could make out the form of this man — this strange and lonely man — through the thick wire netting. Inwardly, I cursed these heavy screens that prevented our confrontation. For even though our mutual host was the San Francisco County Jail, and even though the man upon whom I was calling was locked in equality with petty thieves and criminals, I knew that I was in the presence of a great force, and I could feel History standing aside me.” – Revilo P. Oliver on Francis Parker Yockey
Francis Parker Yockey is one of the few authors that everyone either loves, hates, or has never been informed about. His magnum opus, “Imperium: The Philosophy of History and Politics” written under his pen name, Ulick Varange is one of the most important books of the 20th century yet it is one of the most obscure. There are multiple theories about why it has its status but I think that its importance is why it is hidden. I’m not going to concern myself with the contents of the book, instead I will focus on the man behind it.
Yockey was a well respected and truly gifted lawyer who was eventually drafted into the Army during WW2, a war he did not want to fight. The war would place him as a lawyer in the Nuremberg war trials. As a lawyer in the notorious trials, he was astonished at the poor treatment of post-war Germans and had completely pulled the veil from his eyes. This would lead to him calling out the U.S. as the right arm of liberalism, turning Europe into a set of puppet states.
When I first read Imperium, I could feel the energy of the writer through each page. Yockey was a man against time and he knew it. The erudition and passion of his work would ultimately show in his life. Not only was he a writer but he had attempted to organize reactionary movements across the globe. His life was a poem written in his own blood and his death, the final verse.
His death is shrouded in mystery but it doesn’t take much to figure out what happened. He was found dead with cyanide in his system. He was most likely another victim of the dashing gentlemen of the deep state much like Malcom X and George Lincoln Rockwell. He may have died but luckily his works are still available for purchase and can be downloaded as well. He may well be dead but he is a comrade who is with us in spirit and he would be damn proud of us.
To the hero of the 20th century,
“Meine Ehre heißt Treue!”