Blood and soil nationalism (Blut und Boden) insists that a country is not merely a collection of individuals but a Volk: a mystically defined and ethnically pure group bound together by shared blood, culture, and destiny. Vice President JD Vance has called to “redefine the meaning of American citizenship in the 21st century” so that priority goes to Americans with real roots: “the people whose ancestors fought in the Civil War”—people whom others in MAGA call “Heritage Americans” (trademark pending).

In other words, some Americans are just inherently more volkish than others.

Tweet featuring the image of a white child in Western attire on horseback with the caption “America is for Americans.”
Viral QT chains featuring the slogan are commonplace now.

By that logic, I’m the most Übervolk person I know—I can trace my ancestry back to John Rolfe and Pocahontas in a direct line, by name through each intervening generation, with historical receipts every step along the way. Conversely my wife is as shockingly unvolk as one can possibly manage and still be born on American soil (she identifies as Appalasian). I’m not entirely sure what that makes our children. Semivolk? Volk-lite? Volk-adjacent with premium bloodline DLC but running unauthorized firmware?

Schrödinger’s Volk.

It’s all bullshit of course. We’re both equally American. But it’s dangerous bullshit.

Meanwhile the Department of Homeland Security employs white-nationalist themes in recruitment materials, national parks and museums have meticulously scrubbed their exhibits of any and all references to slavery, and a post calling for the deportation of all non-whites gets 2M+ views.

Tweet featuring an image of a white family with a newborn and the caption “Deport. Them. ALL. ZERO 3rd world in Ohio.”
It’s not even a dog whistle anymore. It’s a foghorn.

There’s a distinction between rhetoric that targets what people believe and ideologies that target who they are. The first is politics—harsh, ugly, sometimes dangerous, but politics. The second is the groundwork for eliminationist violence, and it has a body count stretching back centuries through every genocide scholars have studied. I’ve written before about this distinction, about the infrastructure that precedes atrocities, and about how platform capture mainstreams the messaging.

But blood-and-soil nationalism doesn’t just cross that line. It is the line. It defines belonging by blood, not belief. It sorts human beings into those who matter and those who don’t based on ancestry they didn’t choose and can never change. And when that ideology moves from fringe message boards into official government communications, the infrastructure phase is over and the operational phase has begun.

Two days after ICE agent Jonathan Ross murdered Renee Good as her wife watched in horror, the Department of Homeland Security’s official Instagram account posted a recruitment ad set to “We’ll Have Our Home Again” by Pine Tree Riots, a song popularized in neo-Nazi spaces whose lyrics about reclaiming “our home” by “blood or sweat” appeared in the manifesto of a white supremacist who murdered three Black people at a Dollar General in Florida. In the days that followed, Federal accounts posted shared content from an account whose bio reads “Wake Up White Man,” and paired John Gast’s 1872 American Progress, a painting depicting white settlers advancing westward as Native Americans flee, with the caption “A Heritage to be proud of, a Homeland worth Defending.” The Department of Labor posted “One Homeland. One People. One Heritage”—which requires remarkably little effort to hear as an English translation of Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer.

The day after Good’s murder, DHS Secretary Kristi Noem stood behind a podium bearing the slogan “One of Ours, All of Yours.”

Sam Harris and Jonathan Rauch on Making Sense.

These aren’t the work of rogue social media interns. PBS, NBC, CNN, and the Forward have all documented the pattern. Researchers across multiple institutions have reached the same conclusion: this is a coordinated propaganda campaign across multiple federal departments. As Alice Marwick, director of research at Data & Society, put it: the dog whistles used to come from supporters. “Now they’re being done directly by the administration.” Cynthia Miller-Idriss at American University’s Polarization and Extremism Research Innovation Lab called it “a turning point in the propaganda campaign.” Peter Simi, a sociologist at Chapman University who has studied extremist groups since the mid-1990s, said the messaging has “gone from episodic to more consistent, and it’s gone from more gray area to more clear cut.”

And Minneapolis is where the rhetoric became operational.

On January 6, 2026, DHS announced the largest immigration enforcement operation ever carried out, surging over 2,000 ICE agents and 1,000 Customs and Border Patrol officers into the Minneapolis–Saint Paul metropolitan area. The stated justification was fraud in the Somali-American community. Of the roughly 3,000 people arrested, 23 were Somali. None had ties to the fraud cases under investigation. Among those detained: Oglala Sioux tribal members pulled from a homeless encampment, restaurant and airport workers, Target employees, parents waiting for their kids at the bus stop, even children. Renee Good was shot in her car. A Somali mother was detained and separated from her toddler. A federal judge found that ICE had violated nearly a hundred court orders in Minnesota since January 1st alone. Schools went remote. Businesses shuttered. The operation’s own architects couldn’t even keep their arrest lists straight—several names ICE claimed as Metro Surge arrests had actually been transferred from state custody before the operation began, one as far back as 2003.

Tweet by Braxton McCoy quote-tweeting a Polymarket post about DHS buying industrial warehouses in 8+ states for large-scale detention facilities. McCoy’s caption reads: “I think I’ve finally learned my lesson about complaining too early. If they pull off real mass deportations we should put statues of Trump, Miller, and Homan in every red state metropolis.”
The last people who put up statues to celebrate their detention camps lost at Nuremberg.

This is what blood-and-soil nationalism looks like when it gets a budget, a badge, and a body count. Not theoretical. Not a warning about what could happen someday. Operational, in an American city, against American citizens, carried out by federal agents recruiting to the sound of neo-Nazi anthems. ICE is now the highest-funded law enforcement agency in the United States, with $85 billion at its disposal and a projected annual spend of roughly $30 billion—more than Poland’s military budget, enough to rank in the top fifteen military budgets on Earth. The Brennan Center calls the $170 billion total immigration enforcement allocation a “deportation-industrial complex.” And calling ICE “law enforcement” is generous. Its agents operate masked, in plainclothes, in unmarked vehicles, without visible identification, without body cameras, and without judicial warrants. They are not required to identify themselves before detaining you.

A federal judge stated plainly that “ICE goes masked for a single reason—to terrorize Americans into quiescence… We have never tolerated an armed masked secret police.”

This isn’t a law enforcement agency. It’s a masked, nameless, $30-billion state paramilitary apparatus answerable to the executive branch alone, recruiting with neo-Nazi anthems—and in January it murdered two American citizens in Minneapolis.

The gap between Vance’s “Heritage Americans” speech and an ICE agent shooting a 37-year-old American mother in her car is even shorter than I feared it was half a year ago.

The ideology doesn’t stay theoretical.

It never does.

“The Problem We All Live With” by Norman Rockwell—Ruby Bridges walking to school flanked by U.S. Marshals, the n-word scrawled on the wall behind her, a thrown tomato still dripping.
People often forget Norman Rockwell quit the Saturday Evening Post in protest of their racist policies and went on to paint some of the most subversive works of his time.

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7 thoughts on “Heritage Americans™

  1. Grim topic yet a bright spot is “Volk-adjacent with premium bloodline DLC but running unauthorized firmware?”

    I’m a nobody from nothing (can’t trace much of anything; just family lore). However, visually, I’m nearly translucent and my great-parents were born in the US.

    The US remains an idea and anyone can become American. Friends, family, and colleagues are all Americans.

    I live somewhere that American going back N generations definitely does not include any presumption of British ancestry.

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    1. I have no idea what the hell is going on with Vance or how he looks in the mirror in the morning or what his wife thinks. It’s so bizarre.

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      1. I said the same thing to my wife the other day. Don’t know how that dude can look in the mirror—or meet his wife’s eyes.

        Shame.

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      2. My bet is this is another instance like talking in front of Dance as though she weren’t a real person affected by the discussion. Somehow, Vance’s own wife and children are exceptions or the consequences aren’t real because .

        I’ve had a couple oddities like that recently. “Oh, we didn’t mean you. You know we didn’t mean you” and yet if that happens, then I absolutely will be bearing the consequences whether anyone intended for me to be affected or not.

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      3. Different and yet possibly inversely adjacent category as people who aren’t white saying “[obvious white supremacist] can’t be a white supremacist because he’s my friend!”

        He doesn’t mean you, man… until he does.

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      4. I often wonder what “friend” means in that context. There are people who are on the “anything up to a kidney with no questions” list (and a handful of folks for whom I’d get tested for compatibility) and then there are folks with whom I chat politely over lunch while inquiring about their hobbies and kids.

        My bet is that white supremacist friend is not taking the 0300 call to come get the kids from the emergency room and stay with them while the adults deal with the emergency.

        The white supremacist friend might not even be in the category of “the car has died. Can you come get me at mile marker 85 past Magdalena?” at 1800 on a Saturday. Packed up supper so she could eat it on the way back, too.

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