“When you represent a (almost) lost cause, you have to blow the trumpet, jump on your horse and try the last outing, otherwise you die of sad old age at the bottom of the forgotten fortress that nobody is besieging anymore because life has gone elsewhere.” This quote from his work King beyond the sea [Roi au-delà de la mer], illustrates the beliefs of its author, Raspail, a free man, explorer and sailor, royalist and consul general of a mythical and forgotten kingdom in Patagonia.
The multiple literary prizes, including the Grand literary prize of the French Academy for all of his work in 2003, elevated a voice that had remembered forgotten peoples, distant shores between imagination and reality but also someone who had defended a cause rooted in French history, that of the king.
It was a man faithful to himself, with strong convictions, of a rare courtesy that, alas, has all but disappeared today.
Although France has been a republic, royalists – like Raspail was – have not disappeared and continue to advocate the return of the king.
Raspail outlined his position on the issue to French weekly Valeurs Actuelles: “It is a decision that I made because it seemed very logical to me. My father, who was not originally a royalist at all, became one in the same way: by realizing that having the king was the simplest way of governing a country. Because the king is not alone, he comes from ancestors present in France for thousands of years and is shaped by this family history intimately linked to his country.”
The last work of author and politician Philippe de Villiers, dedicated to the first king of France, Clovis, is interesting in this respect because it shows that royalty created France. Of course, this construction was done with the support of Christian religion, emerging at that time.
“All this succession of kings has, by their laws, their battles, their faith, shaped France. This is the famous phrase that the royalists addressed to the Count of Paris about forty years ago: ‘heir to the forty kings who in a thousand years have made France’. But there have been many more than forty kings and many more than a thousand years.
Raspail explained that in addition, the king is the embodiment of the nation, which a president of the Republic, elected for a short term, with a short vision and with selfish interests, can never be.
The king was not elected: the function fell to him by his blood and by his coronation. There is, moreover, a mysterious link between the divine and the king. The king is king because he is helped by the divine grace received by the anointing with holy oil. There is a grace from God in this coronation, which does not exist with the republic. “Legitimacy is then on the side of the sacred. You will also note that the monarchies that still work in Europe are those where the king was sacred,” Raspail said.
“I have written three books on this subject, everything is in it … Royal power is hereditary and is just as natural as the rhythm of the tides. On the other hand, it becomes sacred by the nine anointings in Reims. It then acquires all its grandeur.”
The writer’s perception of political developments in his last days are not known. But the triumphal procession of anti-racism , the self-alignment of all media on race issues and the way in which Europeans celebrate their self-hatred, would hardly have surprised him.
Raspail had long suspected the consequences of “altruistic idiocy” – this mixture of misunderstood Christianity and leftist ideas – would be a disaster. The so-called migrant crisis of 2015 only highlighted to what extent he had been right in his forecast.
“I’ll be dead in five years. Oh yes! I hope so.” Jean Raspail said that in April 2016 and happened to be right about that too. He died on June 13 at the age of 94.
The description of the end of our world as we know it, is contained in Raspail’s first novel, The Camp of the Saints, which was published in 1973. The title alludes to a passage in chapter 20 of the Revelation of John, where it says about the end of the world that the peoples Gog and Magog come from the ends of the earth, “the number of which is like the sand of the sea. And they climbed up to the plains of the earth and surrounded the camp of the saints and the beloved city.”
The camp deals with the non-violent entry of Asian masses, which are flooding Europe, whose peoples are outnumbered and demoralized, abandoned by their leaders.
All tradition has been destroyed and the view that self-assertion is immoral has firmly taken root while the clergy no longer believe in the truth of the old teachings and preach indifference or a sentimentality disguised as charity.
The economy is solely concerned with maximizing profits and does not care for the common good, politicians are corrupt and the soldiers have been deprived of all opportunities to be proud of their service and to risk their lives for the nation.
The vanguard of the invaders have long been in the country, building bridgeheads, searching for and finding allies and preparing the day when Europe will go under. This happens because the effects of the great migration only gradually become visible to the inhabitants of Europe. And because they are not armed invaders, but the damned of this earth, the sheer number and misery seem overwhelming because it arouses feelings of compassion that make resistance difficult, if not futile.
In the final analysis, all attempts at defence come too late; southern France is flooded by masses of intruders and it is easy to imagine what will happen in the aftermath.
Before his death, Raspail stressed that a book like this would no longer be published today. The amount of prohibition of discrimination and anti-racist requirements in a legal form have made this impossible. It is still available however, and has been translated into English, German, Spanish, Italian, Afrikaans, Czech, Dutch, Polish, and Portuguese and has exceeded sales of more than two million copies. This can only be explained by the fact that restrictions cannot be applied retrospectively.
The Camp of the Saints is without a doubt the most famous work by Raspail. Neither the attempts at silencing him, the reading warnings nor the numerous legal proceedings that have been brought against the author have prevented his success.
But readers often forget how the book fits into Raspail’s oeuvre. Its central themes include the demise of endangered cultures, which he treated with particular sensitivity, without the usual Third World kitsch and an insistence on such anachronistic values as honor, ancestral pride and loyalty.
He was loyal to the tradition of the fatherland in the form of la Douce France, including royalty, Catholic religion, diversity of the provinces, sophistication and gallantry. With Raspail one of the last representatives of this world, our world has disappeared.