A Question Of Interpretation

David Myatt


We provide here two quotations from one of David Myatt’s post-2011 works {1} which echo what he wrote in his autobiography Myngath, {2} in parts two and three of his book Understanding And Rejecting Extremism, {3} and in other works such as Some Essays And Effusions, (4) and Extremism And Reformation. {5}

We ask readers of such quotations and of such works by Myatt the pertinent question of how they respond to them. Do they believe – along with those such as anti-fascists – that such writings by Myatt are deceptive, a ploy, the work of some “evil genius”, and thus that – as one anti-fascist propagandist wrote – “the presumption must be that [Myatt] is still actively involved” in neo-nazism?

Or do they believe that such writings are those of a man changed for the better by personal experience and who thus has rejected all types of extremism?

RDM Crew
May 2020

{1} Questions For DWM, 2017, https://regardingdavidmyatt.files.wordpress.com/2017/08/dwm-questions-2017-v1b.pdf
{2} https://regardingdavidmyatt.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/david-myatt-myngath.pdf
{3} https://regardingdavidmyatt.files.wordpress.com/2020/03/dwm-rejecting-extremism-v3.pdf
{4} https://regardingdavidmyatt.files.wordpress.com/2019/08/dwm-essays-and-effusions.v3b.pdf
{5} https://regardingdavidmyatt.files.wordpress.com/2019/09/reformation-extremism-v3b.pdf


Two Quotations
Questions For DWM, 2017

It was a personal trauma that forced me to confront myself for who and what I was. In the hours following the tragic death of a loved one in 2006 I was so starkly reminded of the tragic death of another loved one some thirteen years before and how I felt in the hours, the days, after her death in 1993. I on that day in May in 2006 knew – starkly, gravely, bitterly, beyond words – that I had learned nothing meaningful in the intervening thirteen years.

It was as if in those intervening years – when I pontificated, when I sallied hatefully violently forth on behalf of one abstraction after another and incited hatred, violence, and terrorism, and caused others to suffer and die – I had sullied, demeaned, the life, the suffering, the love, the death, of a woman (Sue) who had never harmed anyone in her whole life and who had loved me in a simple, genuine, unaffected, loyal way. I just intuitively understood that they – those two woman who died too young – were far better human beings than I was or could ever hope to be […]

My peregrinations were unplanned, the mostly wilful but sometimes unwilful journeyings and explorations of an arrant, selfish and arrogant, individual who certainly does not believe or assume that he, after decades, has achieved some sort of a ‘synthesis’.

Instead, my supposition is of still being flawed, of still learning; of still striving – and so often failing – each day to live as I feel I should, as an honourable, compassionate, tolerant, person wordlessly aware of and appreciative of the numinous.