Για τα Ιδανικά μιας Ολάκερης Φυλής

"Σου πέρασε η ιδέα πως ότι έκανα εγώ με το σπαθί στο χέρι το' κανα για μερικούς επιτήδειους και για μερικά σκουλήκια; Ότι έκανα εγώ Ειρήνη το' κανα για οκτώ εκατομμύρια Έλληνες. Αυτό το σπαθί που βλέπεις Ειρήνη πολέμησε χρόνια και χρόνια για τα ιδανικά μιας ολάκερης φυλής. Δεν επιτρέπεται λοιπόν τώρα να το ζωστεί ένας πιτσιρίκος και να το σέρνει μεσ' τη λάσπη. Να μεγαλώσει ο πιτσιρίκος, να γίνει άντρας, να πάει στρατιώτης και αν ο μη γένοιτο το χρειαστεί να'ρθει σε μένα, να μου το ζητήσει και εγώ να του το χαρίσω".

Στρατηγός Λάμπρος Δεκαβάλας - "Ένας ήρωας με παντούφλες" (1958)

Giovanni Berta: Martyr of the Fascist Revolution

Giovanni Berta (August 24, 1894 – February 28, 1921)

Berta was born in Florence in 1894, participated in the Italo-Turkish war in 1911 and then in the First World War. After the conflict, he became a squadrista.

"On the afternoon of Monday, February 28, 1921, Giovanni Berta was at the well-known family Foundry, appearing nervous, restless, eager to run where the fight was blazing: his Comrades were there: his place was with them.

At 4 p.m. he broke all hesitation: he got on his bicycle and headed towards the city center.

— Where are you going? — shouted a voice while a hundred bloodshot eyes fiercely stared at Giovanni Berta's pale but determined handsome face.

— Wherever I want.

— Are you a fascist?

— Yes.

He could have kept silent or denied that he wore the fascist badge on his lapel, but Giovanni Berta did not want to renounce his faith. He knew that that "yes" would mean death: he pronounced it loudly and firmly against the cowardice of the shouting mob; he spat that yes into the eyes of his executioners and tried to draw his revolver but the attackers, strong in numbers, tore the weapon from him and violently struck him. After knocking the young man unconscious with punches, kicks, and blows from sticks, after stealing his wallet, they grabbed him and threw him into the river from the balustrade of the bridge."

Giovanni Berta, after his martyrdom, became a symbol of loyalty to the Idea. His death testifies to the communist barbarity of those years, always silenced or justified by modern historiography.

Murder of Giovanni Berta. Postcard realized by the Florentine squadristi in memory of Giovanni Berta

Giovanni Berta

Giovanni Berta, first fascist martyr, killed by communist hatred in Florence on February 28, 1921.

Ulv Gegner Irminsson (1975 – 23 October 2005)

"If you sit your whole life, instead of moving forward, without rushing in search, then old age will come the same way. For those who move in search of truth, in the Battle of the Enemy, life burns in the flames of stellar fires, and living until old age loses its meaning, having attained the Vision and Knowledge of Infinity. I simply don't know how much of my life will be required for this rapid flight-search-battle."

- Ulv Gegner Irminsson

An Old Fighter

“I am an old fighter and you all know me. If the greatest punishment — death — should be aimed at me for having done that which a great many men and all decent people in Germany supported, I would say: Let them kill me.”

— Excerpt from Streicher’s final statement (reported in coverage of his trial and sentencing). 

Evocation of Death

"Death was already a dominant image in the formative stage of fascism’s symbolic universe. However, this was not a symptom of a preference for a decadent and nihilistic view of life, nor did it express a wallowing in pessimistic surrender to dissolution. On the contrary, the constant evocation of death was understood as an act of defiance, of a 'tragic and active optimism,' which in this way sought to affirm its own faith in life and immortality. The attitude toward death was, for fascism, the most solid testament to its religiosity…"

— Emilio Gentile

Pavlos Melas – The Flame of Macedonian Freedom

Pavlos Melas stands as one of the brightest symbols of Greek patriotism and sacrifice. Born in 1870, he could have lived a comfortable life as an officer and family man in Athens. Yet, when the call came to defend the Greek identity of Macedonia under Ottoman rule, he chose the path of duty and danger instead.

“I do not fight for glory or reward — I fight because I must, for my homeland and for our enslaved brothers,” he once declared. These words capture the spirit of a man who saw Greece not as a mere territory, but as a living soul that demanded protection and devotion.

For Melas, the Macedonian Struggle was not just a regional conflict. “The struggle for Macedonia is the struggle for the soul of Hellenism,” he said, understanding that the heart of Greece beat in every village and mountain where the Greek language and faith endured.

His courage inspired those who fought beside him and those who came after. “We do not count enemies, we count duties,” he reminded his comrades — a testament to his unshakable resolve. And when the time came, he accepted the possibility of death with calm dignity: “It is better to fall for Greece than to live without honor.”

Pavlos Melas was killed in battle in October 1904, but his sacrifice became a rallying cry for an entire generation. “If I die, let my death become the seed from which freedom will bloom,” he had said — and indeed, from his death sprang new hope, courage, and unity.

Today, the name of Pavlos Melas is spoken with pride wherever Greeks honor the ideals of freedom, duty, and homeland. As he once proclaimed, “Tell the children of Greece that Macedonia is Greek — and free she shall remain.”