A status-conscious IT consultant travels to Madrid for a week of meetings at Scoptic, who have hired him to implement a fiendishly arcane accounting system equipped with artificial intelligence, in an effort to keep the company one step ahead of the government's rapacious tax authorities. Renowned within the catacombs of the scientific community, and with an impressive publishing record in the most prestigious trade and academic journals, he expects to do serious business with a serious organisation. The only problem is that he lives in a hot, overcrowded world where nothing works: hyperinflation, crumbling infrastructure, rampant crime, political correctness, corruption at all levels, and a new world order globalist government, determined to regulate, monitor, and tax every aspect of a person's life; opposed to the forces of totalitarian democracy are occult underground movements, most notably the Esoteric Hitlerists. As a result, nothing goes according to plan, and frustrations mount as things go only from bad to worse... In his first novel, Alex Kurtagic presents a grim and sarcastic depiction of the everyday consequences of living in a world where present social, cultural, economic, political, and demographic trends have been allowed to continue unabated. The novel is replete with obscure information and modern heretics, its elegant prose losing the reader in its bizarre logic, delirious paranoia, and meandering speculations, where nothing - and nobody - is what it seems.
"Very, very interesting... I loved every paragraph, every chapter.... next to some of my French reading of LF Celine and my German E. Juenger, next to some novels by H Covington, I consider [this] book already a "classic"" Dr.Read more ›
This is the finest white nationalist novel ever written; it will become a cult classic. The writer does a fine job of presenting one possable dystopian future awaiting western civilization if we stay the present course of increasing multiculturalism and egalitanianism. However,the book has several typographical errors and the writer is prone too use every synonimous adjective (archaic and modern) when making descriptions of various phenomenon. In addition, there are problems with syntax in a couple places, but all of the problems mentioned could be fixed with several revisions and a good editor. I cannot praise this book too highly; this book could be placed on any bookshelve as equal, if not superior too some classic novels (and I have read a few classics). The white protagonist "Mister" through a series misadventures discovers that superior intellect and genetics are not proof against the forces of multicultural decay and comes to the realization that his gifts should have been used for the preservation of his race, regardless of the personal consequences. I especially enjoyed the use of a Barack Obama look-a-like as the primary antagonist! Buy this book, you will not be disappointed, for it stands alone in the growing genre of white nationalist literature!
To say this book surpassed my expectations is not enough. When Mister came in the mail (you won't find this doozy in Barnes & Noble), I was immediately impressed by the sturdy, attractive binding. A tiny press, Iron Sky Publishing matches the big boys at Everyman's Library, right down to the satin bookmarker, and features cover art by Kurtagic himself.
Given said grim cover, I was wholly surprised by Mister's demurely outrageous humor. From page one, including the Introduction by Tomislav Sunic (Kurtagic's European New Right partner-in-crime), who notes that this dystopian tome, while set eleven years in the future as I type, could have well been set in the 1990s, the novel constantly invites the reader to share a deep laugh over the pathetically familiar world its protagonist traverses. Mister is the funniest thing I've read since A Confederacy of Dunces (including Infinite Jest). The unboarding from Mister's British Airways flight to Madrid, as well as his interrogation by the Guardia Civil, attempt to order a pizza, witness to a caucus of hoodlums who organize to clear a road after an accident, and dialogue with the multicultural avatar of Socrates are a class unto themselves. Certain parts of the book dampen the spirits (it depicts a multicultural utopia, or in other words Hell on earth), but some signs of hope: as when a band of zealots vandalize an exhibit by degenerate artist Andres Serrano, and spraypaint
REVENGE OF THE NORMAL PEOPLE: AGAINST PERVERSION AND OBSCENITY
are enough to warm any man of good will (though Kurtagic, writing before the fact, credits this wholesome destruction to Esoteric Hitlerists, rather than the traditional Catholics who actually did the deed in France in April of this year).Read more ›
imagine you're asleep, and you see painfully real images and find yourself 'living' hyper-realistic instances in which you're like 'why the hell am i in this awfully banal episode, yet i cant get out of or change anything in it!' that's when you wake up sweating, only to realize this suffocatingly ordinary scene was a nightmare. nightmares usually arent about monsters and demons, they look more like real life, but in a way that keeps repeating itself, nagging at your incapacity to alter it or do something about it. a nightmare is when you're powerless: you cant run, you cant scream you cant hit back.
this book is like that: the story is nothing short of ordinary. but set in a dysfunctional world, 30 years ahead, it has all the components of a first rate nightmare. you'll agree with the author that something should have been done, but sadly wasnt, because people conformed to the increasingly PC zeitgeist as long as they could get on with their lives. this gradual slippage (in values, common sense, quality, IQ, etc) resulted a few decades later, in the hardcover nightmare we're reviewing here. Kurtagic wrote an intense apocalyptic work of orwelian dimensions and 'Mister' stands as a warning bell to people who are intelligent enough to stand up for their quality of life and that of their community (not just theirs, as individuals). this is the mistake our protagonist did and realised too late, despite his higher than average IQ: he let his community down by not having a progeny and while birthrate took its course, he's now a persecuted minority. how did it come to this?Read more ›