A great man has died somewhere apparently. And, although White nationalists, radical traditionalists, and decent people in general are not supposed to break down in tears, we are – so it seems – supposed to at least sniffle a little bit and look vaguely dewy-eyed. All because this ‘great man,’ this titan of our age was – let me get this straight – an enemy of the enemy of the second cousin of our ex-wife’s enemy, or something like that.