We empower individuals to improve their lives and communities by channelling the frustration, anger and hopelessness that permeates Western society into a hopeful, driven movement that works towards stability, independence, and pride in the past, present and future. 

King Alfred smiled and the smile of him was like the sun for power,

But he only pointed and bade them heed, the peasants of the Berkshire breed

Who plucked the White Horse of the weed as they pluck it to this hour.

“Would ye part with the weeds forever? Or show daisies to the door?

Or would ye bid the bold grass to go and return no more?

So secret and so ceaseless ride terror and theft set free.

Treason and shame shall come to pass,

While a single weed flowers in any morass

And like the stillness of stiff grass the stillness of tyranny.

And over our white souls also, wild heresies and high

Wave prouder than the plumes of grass

And sadder than their sigh.

But though skies alter and empires melt, these words will still be true:

If ye would have the horse of old, scour the horse anew.

~G. K. Chesterton, The Ballad of the White Horse