The ONR considers itself an ideological descendant of the political movement, which existed before World War II, sharing the same name.
During the march, the ONR members crossed all the city center guarded by the Police, shouting anti-Europe, anti-immigrants, anti-semitic slogans. The march ended in the old town with a speech by the leaders and the exhibition of the different regional “battalions.”
I followed the ONR march facing a barrier of howls.
Young people shouting “God, Honour, Fatherland” and sporting on their black shirts scary symbols of hate.
These people abandon themselves to a mass, for which the foreigner, the stranger is a threat. In a pseudo-military parade they give form to their desire to eliminate the foreigner’s presence, to secure a presumed purity.
I set the camera on a slow shutter’s speed and tried to portray not the single person, but the agony of the obliteration of human personality.