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Nov. 17, 2011 - Radio Free Nortwest - H.A. Covington
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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Push your vocal, push and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be.
In the old spot by the river, rightful known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle, out the marching tune.
For your bike upon your shoulder, by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
With your bike upon your shoulder, by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud-walled cabin eyes, you're watching through the night.
Many a manly chest was rubbing, for the blessed warming light.
As passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand blades were flashing at the rising.
It's November the 17th, 2011.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
The rising of the moon, there beside the singing river, that dark mass of men were seen.
Far above their shining weapons, on their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor, forward strike the marching tune.
And hurrah, my voice for freedom, is the rising of the moon.
As most of you know by now, our Martyrs' Day last week was in fact hallowed by the blood of another martyr.
On November 9, 66-year-old Edgar J. Steele was sentenced to 50 years in prison, solely on the basis of recorded conversations with a man named Larry Fairfax.
These conversations appear to have been electronically fabricated by agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Electronic audio experts who would have demonstrated this to be the case and how it was done were not allowed to testify at the grotesque mockery of Steele's so-called trial.
The federal informer Larry Fairfax, the man who actually constructed a lethal pipe bomb and wired it to the car of Edgar's wife Cindy, and who then mysteriously forgot to tell the FBI about that fact until the bomb was accidentally discovered by a Jiffy Lube mechanic, was given a sweetheart sentence which works out to less than two years.
So far as I'm aware, due to the brevity of his sentence, Fairfax was never actually taken to prison, but is whiling away his time in some county jail somewhere in Idaho or eastern Washington.
Picking up cigarette butts around the courthouse or maybe painting some bureaucrat's office while he waits for release.
My information is that Fairfax is scheduled for release to a halfway house in February, but I still think some kind of deal will be done and he'll be home for Christmas.
In the meantime, Edgar Steele will be headed to some maximum security lock-up like Leavenworth, or Florence, or Allenwood, or Marion, where he will be kept in a cell for twenty-three hours per day, and where he will die, in the same way that David Lane and Bruce Pierce died from lack of medical attention.
I make no mistake, these people have murdered Ed Steele just as much as if they'd fired a bullet through his head.
From now on, he is truly a dead man walking.
A dead man whom even the government, with their fabricated electronic audiotapes, admits never actually committed one single overt Now, I'm not going to get into the Edgar Steele case anymore at this time, because this is simply too important.
I'll be doing a stand-alone podcast on Ed Steele, which should be uploaded to the party website and available sometime within the next week or so.
I'll let you know when this podcast is ready and where it can be found.
Instead, right now I'm going to do a brief reprise on my Brandenburg lecture series of September this year.
Or rather, I'm going to let a man named Larkin Rose do such a reprise.
Now, a few words before I play this cut for you.
First off, Larkin Rose is a young fellow who appears to be a kind of mildly left-wing libertarian type, from what I can judge from his website.
So he's not a white nationalist, he's not one of us, and I make no such claim.
Okay, we clear on that.
Secondly, I pulled this off of a YouTube video that Mr. Rose made outside in the woods somewhere on what appears to have been a blustery day, and so the sound quality is not of the best.
You're going to hear a chainsaw in the background where somebody's cutting firewood, and you'll hear a lot of popping and interference from the wind blowing into whatever mic he's using.
Now, the point I'm trying to make here is that I am not alone in my ideas and my attitude towards the subject of armed resistance against Zog.
Other people all across the political spectrum are finally starting to have that little light bulb come on over their heads as far as direct action goes.
It is an absolute historical inevitability that someone someday is going to pick up a rifle and start shooting at these pigs who rule us.
And I use that term advisedly.
Now, as bad as they are, I was never comfortable with this hippy-dippy habit of calling the police pigs.
Because I personally believe that that term needs to be reserved for the Jews and the rich white men in suits and the media bitches and bastards who actually rule us.
They're the pigs.
The cops and the FBI are their dogs, if we must have animal comparisons.
Anyway, this goes to show that I'm not the only one out there who is finally starting, at long last, to get the message.
Hey, this is Larkin Rose, and I just had to quick throw together a video about an article I wrote many weeks ago, actually, called When Should You Shoot a Cop?
It was published on copblock.org, and it has since made national news at least two or three times.
Now, of course, the title When Should You Shoot a Cop is going to make people freak out, and it seems that hardly anybody actually read the article but just did the...
The knee-jerk reaction, in fact, I'm going to read you the first paragraph of the article because it perfectly sums up the way most people responded.
Again, the title was, When Should You Shoot a Cop?
That question, even without an answer, makes most law-abiding taxpayers go into knee-jerk conniptions.
The indoctrinated masses all race to see who can be first and loudest to proclaim that it is never okay to forcibly resist law enforcement.
In doing so, they also inadvertently demonstrate why so much of human history has been plagued by tyranny and oppression.
Now, a few weeks ago, apparently somebody printed out the entire article and was handing out copies or leaving them lying around at an Occupy Phoenix, I think it was, something down in Arizona.
It wasn't me who handed them out.
Had I been there, it would have been.
So somebody handed them out and it made national news that, oh, look what they're handing out at the Occupy this, that, or the other thing events.
And I heard tell that Glenn Beck read some of the letter.
Of course, he didn't read the whole thing and I don't know.
I should quick mention how the mainstream media, when it reported this...
In a lot of places, they talked as if we think we might know who wrote this article, as if it was some clandestine conspiracy.
I wrote it.
It has my name on it.
It's out in public.
I say these things in public all the time.
I don't speak for the Tea Party.
I don't speak for Occupy Wall Street.
I speak for me.
And if you don't like what I say, try addressing what I say instead of having tantrums about things I didn't say.
Now, what was fascinating to me is that As soon as this made it in the media that this was being handed out at an Occupy whatever event, the right-wing statists all jumped on board to say, see what these Occupy Wall Street types are like?
They want violence.
They want lawlessness.
And I hate to break it to you, but I'm not one of the Occupy Wall Street types.
Almost as quickly, the left-wing statists turned around and said, no, no, no, that's what the Tea Party believes.
That's what you right-wing statists believe.
So basically, I wrote something.
Two groups who don't believe what I believe started pointing their fingers at each other saying, this is what you believe, this is what you believe.
So grow a spine.
If you want to point fingers, point it at me because I'm the one who wrote it and I don't believe what either of those groups believe.
We have a few things in common on both sides.
But before you point a finger and have a tantrum, try actually reading the thing instead of complaining about things you guess I might have said.
One of the main themes of the article is that throughout history, most mass evil has not been done in spite of law enforcement.
It's been done in the name of law enforcement.
You look at the regimes of Stalin and Mao and Pol Pot and Garay down the list.
What they did, they called law.
They legislated it, and then they had their law enforcers go out and implement evil.
When people say, oh, that's horrible, it's dangerous, apparently Glenn Beck said, this is the dangerous stuff that's out there, is talking about forcible resistance.
Oh, really, what's the alternative?
The alternative is that absolutely anything a government wants to do to you, you have to let it.
No matter what.
Wants to pile you on cattle cars?
Well, it's totally evil to talk about resisting, so we better not...
Wants to shut everybody up, wants to disarm everybody.
Wants to make it a practice to randomly search people and interrogate them for no good reason?
Well, you have to just let them, because apparently it's uncivilized to talk about actually resisting.
Now, earlier, before the Arizona thing, down in South Carolina, some Republican, I think it was Kershaw County Republican Party, whatever, somebody there clicked like on my article, like on Facebook.
Which doesn't mean, I absolutely agree with everything.
It just means, hey, look at this.
And a bunch of other Republicans in the Kershaw County Republican Party just had a fit.
Oh, we can't have this.
We must drum him out.
Because they're unthinking, spineless, brainless cowards.
And let me tell you why I say that.
And why Glenn Beck is an absolute hypocrite and an intellectual wimp.
Because he also said, this is dangerous.
We can't have this.
Let's not talk about this.
Let's go through some of the other people that Glenn Beck should shun, that the South Carolina Republicans should shun, that the mainstream media left and right, everybody, shun these people.
Condemn them as evil and horrible and don't associate yourself with them in any way.
Number one, Thomas Jefferson, who said that no people can preserve liberty unless, quote, its rulers are warned from time to time that this people preserved the spirit of resistance.
And then he specifically said let the people take up arms.
What do you think he was talking about?
Going like this?
Waving guns around?
He was talking about the possibility of using violence against the state to resist hearing.
Number two, George Washington.
You better condemn him and shun him and don't talk about him anymore because he openly advocated that the people should always be more heavily armed than, quote, any who might attempt to abuse them, which would include their own government, end quote.
In other words, George Washington wanted the people to be able to win in a shootout with their own government.
You may not like to hear that.
You may not like to talk about it.
It's not a very pleasant subject when you talk about using deadly force.
But this is going to be a pretty long list of people that you have to condemn and distance yourself from, whether you're on the left or the right, if you think it's totally horrible to discuss the use of physical force against law enforcement.
Number three, James Madison.
He advocating had He advocated having a militia which greatly outnumbered and outgunned the government's own soldiers, saying that, quote, a militia, thus circumstance, could never be conquered by such a proportion of regular troops.
In the creation of this country, they were planning on having the people retain the ability to violently resist their own government.
If you don't like to hear that, tough turds.
They all talked about it.
Number four, Patrick Henry, give me liberty or give me death?
What do you think that meant?
Give me liberty or I'll whine a little bit and vote later on?
As another quick aside, when Patrick Henry spoke of liberty, he said, quote, unfortunately, nothing will preserve it but downright force.
Whenever you give up that force, you are ruined.
He wasn't talking about petitions and elections and working within the system.
he was saying freedom requires forcible defense.
Benjamin Franklin said that democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch, and added that liberty is a well-armed lamb contesting the outcome of the world.
Got that?
He was talking about the use of violence to fight against a democratically appointed but tyrannical government.
Alexander Hamilton said he wanted Well, You better never mention Alexander Hamilton again because he's nasty and horrible and we can't have any talk about that.
Noah Webster openly discussed the use of violence against law enforcers.
When he opined that the United States government, quote, cannot enforce unjust laws by the sword because the whole body of the people are armed and constitute a force superior to any band of regular troops that can be on any pretense raised in the United States.
And he added that Congress, because of that, Congress can, quote, execute no laws but such as the people perceive to be just and constitutional.
What was he talking about?
He was talking about the people deciding that their own government was doing something unconstitutional and resisting using guns.
If you don't like the discussion, fine.
Just don't pretend you believe at all what any of the Founding Fathers believed.
And of course, the list wouldn't be complete without mentioning a particularly radical, anarchist-type document called the Declaration of Independence.
That says that whenever any government becomes destructive of individual liberty, it is the right and duty of the people to alter or abolish it.
Now, do you think they meant asked nicely?
Well, what did they do right after they wrote the Declaration of Independence?
They shot at law enforcers.
Ever heard of the Battle of Lexington, the shot heard around the world?
The law enforcer said, lay down your guns.
And they didn't.
They didn't say, well, we're going to petition the king.
They didn't say, well, we're going to vote.
They said, no, and if you want to have a shootout, we're going to have a shootout.
So, there's another bunch of people you can condemn if you don't like the discussion about when to resist legal tyranny.
Now, just to add to the list of people you should condemn and never associate with, how about the Supreme Court of the United States?
Check out their ruling in John Bad Elk v.
United States, where they ruled that using even deadly force against a law enforcer, if he's acting outside of his authority, isn't necessarily a crime at all.
So you better shun them, because they talk about it too.
Of course, the list goes on and on forever.
Basically, anybody who's ever had a brain has understood that if you want freedom, you have to retain the ability and willingness to forcibly resist people who want to enslave you.
So if you're like Glenn Beck or the mainstream media, right or left, doesn't make any difference, or the Kershaw County Republican Party, and you want to side with the attitude of...
Stalin and Lenin and Mao and Pol Pot and all of them who were very big on not having the people forcibly resist law enforcement.
If you want to side with them instead of siding with those wackos like Washington and Jefferson and Madison and Hamilton and all them, be my guest.
But don't pretend you care about what this country was founded on.
Don't pretend you care about liberty.
Don't pretend you believe in unalienable rights at all.
If it's your position that it is never okay to forcibly resist anything that government does, you don't believe in unalienable rights.
Glenn Beck, you don't believe in unalienable rights if you don't believe that it's ever justified to use physical violence against evil committed in the name of law.
Most of all, to those of you out there, the Republican Party pretends to care about the Second Amendment.
Conservatives pretend to care about the Second Amendment.
If you cannot enter the discussion of at what point should we resist by force, you don't believe in the Second Amendment.
You don't believe what the Founders believed.
The Second Amendment wasn't written so that if things get really bad, we can run off and duck hunt.
It was written so if things get really bad, the people can kill government agents.
And I know it's not a pleasant topic, but if you're too much of a chicken turd to think about it and talk about it in serious, real terms, and you think, oh, just run away, do as you're told, just do as you're told, I would never advocate that, you will be a slave forever.
If you really and truly believe that you never have the right to stand up against oppression as long as it's called law, You're doomed.
You will never be free.
You're not even free inside your own head.
So if you're like the Kershaw County Republicans or The Blaze or all these mainstream newspapers that had a tantrum over the article, probably without reading it, or Glenn Beck saying this is dangerous, if you're one of those people who think that's horrible to ever even discuss using physical violence against law enforcers, okay, you can believe that.
Crawl back into your cage.
It's okay.
Just don't pretend you believe in freedom.
Don't pretend you believe in unalienable rights.
Don't pretend you believe in the Constitution or the Second Amendment.
Because you don't.
If you really are of the mindset that whatever government does to you, it is never okay to forcibly resist, you're a slave.
And you will be a slave forever.
By the way, I occasionally get questions from people asking me why I don't do actual videos like Larkin Rose does, instead of just podcasts.
Well, the answer is simple.
I'm not photogenic, and I want you people to listen to what I say, not look at me like I was an Alpo dog food ad.
I want you to comprehend the ideas that are coming out of my mouth and desperately trying to force their way into your head.
And for that, you need to listen, not look.
Moving right along here, I got a request to play this one from Brian in Portland.
Now, I normally don't take requests as such.
I can't.
I'm not a DJ.
I simply play music on this show for the primary purpose of breaking up the long blocks of droning voices, mine and others.
And secondly, I play it to instill a sense of our Western racial heritage into our listeners through our long musical tradition.
I don't want to get into a habit of taking requests per se, or else I'll be doing nothing but requests and I'll lose control of the music part of the program completely and I need to keep a handle on that because it's become an important part of the RFN presentation and message.
However, since we attended Brian's wedding last spring and Brian and his wife have just added to our racial gene pool with a new baby, I figure I can indulge our comrade this one time.
This is the Stanley Brothers.
They call it Dandral Mountain Dew.
And then they refuse it, I refuse.
I'll ush up my mug if you fill up my jug with that good old mountain view.
Now, Mr. O'Four, just how he felt when he heard that the dry long gone through.
If your liquor is too red in a swell up, you'll have to stay tuned for the old mountain view.
Oh, they call it that good old mountain view, and them very few that are few.
I'll ush up my mug if you fill up my jug with that good old mountain view.
The preacher rode by with his head high, and I said he was out there now.
Oh, they call it that good old mountain view, and them very few that are few.
I'll ush up my mug if you fill up my jug with that good old mountain view.
Well, my old snarky, sawed off the shorty, the major is for free.
But it feels like a giant when you give him the light of that good old mountain view.
Oh, they call it that good old mountain view, and them very few that are few.
I'll ush up my mug if you fill up my jug with that good old mountain view.
The preacher rode by with his head high, and the great old snarky, the major is for free.
What else do you guys want to talk about?
Well, maybe since you're sick, we can do like the Mexicans and their diseases.
Mexicans and diseases.
Well, I don't think I got this from a Mexican, but...
You know what we don't talk about nearly enough on the show?
We talk about niggers and kikes all the time, but what about the Mexicans?
We hate them too, right?
I think I give them a mention on occasion, but yeah, you're right.
They are a major problem, and frankly, probably more of a problem than the niggers, at least.
Someone once said that basically the Mexicans are being brought in to replace the niggers and the gooks are being brought in to replace the white men, which I'm amazed that there's not more conflict between the niggers and the Mexicans than there is, but it's starting to happen.
I think even with their limited intellects, the niggers are finally starting to realize that all those jobs that they used to have, you know, being picked in cotton or working in the warehouse or various manual labor jobs that those who were inclined to work could get.
They can't get them anymore because the Mexicans have taken them all.
I was trying to think what would make the worst kind of neighbors, the niggers or the Mexicans.
The niggers, at least they speak English.
Well, I mean, they speak a form of English.
They speak Ebonics!
Yeah, and sometimes you can understand it.
And the Mexicans, when they're not out kind of acting like niggers, basically, some of them, they just keep to themselves, work hard, raise their families.
Well, this is what was bad when the Democrats came in and started talking all this amnesty stuff.
And it's good about these state laws, like they have in Alabama and Arizona, because it's making them a little bit scared now.
I've had to live around Mexicans quite a bit in my life, largely because I've lived at the lower end of the economic spectrum, and generally whatever little ticky-tacky apartment or trailer I can get to live in is surrounded by the lower elements of society, which usually means Mexicans.
And the Mexicans that are actually illegal generally do keep to themselves because they're afraid of La Migra.
There was this one place I lived in in Raleigh where we had Mexicans all over.
And I noticed that as neighbors, they weren't too bad.
It wasn't, you know, physically dangerous for us because I was living with three guys.
So it wasn't physically dangerous for us in the apartment complex.
Maybe it would have been for women coming in and out alone.
But the only time they ever kind of let it all hang out was on a Friday or a Saturday night.
They'd be out in the parking lot in their pickup trucks playing their salsa music on their boom boxes and drinking Budweiser beer.
I understand in most areas it's Corona and Tecate and that sort of stuff, but for some reason in North Carolina the Mexicans were apeshit for Budweiser.
But even then they weren't really bad.
The one problem we had with our Mexican neighbors in that particular complex was that they were stealing electric power from one of the transformers nearby.
They'd actually run a cable from one of the junction boxes of transformers or something up on the actual power pole.
I don't know how they got up there.
And they actually ran a cable into their apartment.
And they must have bribed the apartment manager or something not to notice, because you couldn't help but notice this thing.
But eventually, the fire department came along, or somebody from the power company came along, and they went through the roof, because apparently this was an incredible fire hazard.
And these beaners could have burned down the whole place, but I think they took down their little jerry-rigged connection, but they weren't evicted.
But one good thing about Mexicans is they do tend to drive out niggers.
It's like sharks and dolphins.
They won't swim in the same waters.
My little hometown of Carrboro, North Carolina, when I was back there about 15 years ago, used to be all nigger when I was there growing up as a kid.
When I got back there, there were just very few blacks left in Carrboro, but it was Mexicans all out the wazoo.
We had El Mercado Central on Main Street, that sort of stuff.
So it's basically a toss-up between the two.
They're both racially inferior in intelligence and in all the things that make a race great.
We don't really want to be overrun by either of them, put it that way.
I think salsa music is so much worse than the hip-hop.
But I've been noticing a lot lately when I go to the pharmacy that they're selling these vaccines for things that I thought were wiped out long ago, and I was just wondering if it has anything to do with these third-worlders bringing in their filthy diseases.
Well, a couple of years ago, you may recall they had a scare about some kind of weird kind of salmonella that was in the lettuce and the vegetables.
I didn't realize that actual fresh vegetables like lettuce and radishes and carrots and stuff can be contaminated with strange diseases, but apparently they can.
So they were having outbreaks of this disease due to tainted produce, and they traced it back to some of these packing plants in Southern California, using all the wetbacks, because basically the wetbacks in their part of Yucatan or wherever they come from aren't familiar with such concepts as personal hygiene and flush toilets and toilet paper and that sort of stuff.
I won't get into their excretory practices, but apparently washing their hands after they come back from doing their number two was not part of their culture, their vibrant third world tradition or whatever, and whatever jungle, the tree they came from.
But so this was causing the contamination of the produce.
And you're right.
There's a lot of diseases in this country right now, like Ebola, West Nile fever, that just weren't here 20 years ago.
It may have been brought in by all these goddamn illegal third world immigrants.
I'll get into some of their practices.
I've noticed in some dressing rooms they put up signs in Spanish asking people to please not take a dump on the floor.
That reminds me of, this isn't actually on the subject of Mexicans, but last time I went to the public library in Durham, North Carolina, which is a very niggerized and liberal part of North Carolina, home of Duke University.
This was some years ago.
I went in there to the library, and I noticed there was a sign on the men's room stating something to the effect, let me remember this, Gay patrons are respectfully requested to refrain from engaging in sexual acts in these facilities.
I am not making this up.
I mean, just...
When was this?
This was some years ago.
God knows what it's like now because Durham has become a real hellhole.
And they were that polite in their wording of their little note?
Now they probably don't have the sign up because they're probably forbidden to prohibit the faggots from sucking each other off in the toilet in the public library.
I mean, God almighty.
But now, you're thinking about the signs, you know, in Spanish asking them not to take a dump on the floor.
But, you know, when I was growing up, I know, yeah, this is time for my Grandpa Simpson Ray, but really, I swear to God, although the 50s and the 60s had their problems, I didn't appreciate, in a lot of respects, what we had because we just didn't have all these bizarre things that go on today.
There were no autistic children running around screaming and banging their heads on.
All the kids weren't on drugs.
We had Halloween in school.
We could actually wear our little costumes.
And we had Christmas in school.
We gave each other Christmas cards and little presents and that sort of stuff.
And we decorated the school for Christmas.
No one said boo.
No one would have thought to protest or file a lawsuit.
When we went trick-or-treating back in those days, we could be out till 10 at night sometimes, and our parents might have been ticked off at us for going out and getting in trouble and soaping people's windows and throwing eggs or whatever, but they didn't have to worry about perverts cruising in cars to pull us into cars and finding us dead in a ditch 24 hours later.
For those of you who remember the scene in 1984 where Winston Smith is wandering around the old pubs in London trying to find people who lived before the Revolution and trying to find out what life was really like, just for the record, yes, life really was better back then.
Am I the only one who's wondering what the Mexican faggots do with each other?
That's probably better not even being thought about.
It's nasty enough to even discuss faggotry or anything like that.
I mean, it's just so damn horrible.
You don't really need to throw anything more in the mix just beyond that.
You know, when I was a kid, I remember taking gymnastics lessons and then to wait for my mom to pick me up, I would actually go walk across the street to the public library and hang out there for about six hours and nothing perverted ever happened.
Well, you can never count on that these days.
I mean, I'm sure there are places in these liberal latte towns that are still safe.
Where the liberals can raise their own single child in some degree of physical safety without having to worry too much about the crap that they've created.
But getting back to what you were saying about Mexican faggots, the Mexicans have a sort of, well, they call it machismo.
It's a cultural thing, manliness.
So they're actually very anti-faggot.
And one of the worst things you can do if you really want to get a knife in your gut, call a Mexican a fag.
But what they are into is very young girls, especially their own relatives.
I've noticed in, well, there's this website that I write articles for, put it that way, and so I do skim through news articles, and I use as a source places like newnation.org.
By the way, that's a very good website.
I suppose I should give them a plug.
It's newnation.org, N-E-W-N-A-T-I-O-N.org.
It's the best collection anywhere of black crime, beaner crime, faggot crime, you name it.
It is very common for Mexicans to be arrested for getting it on with teenage girls, like 13 and 14, younger girls, you know, 9, 10, and 11, and generally it'll turn out to be their cousin Consuela or their half-sister or whatever, and a lot of this, of course, comes from the fact that they live 20 to an apartment, and with all the crowding and everything, apparently there's a lot of messing about, but that seems to be the big thing with Mexicans in sex crime.
You mentioned autistic kids a while back, and that's something else I've noticed.
There are a lot more retards than there used to be.
It's so much that we have to have special classrooms for them.
I mean, when you were in school, did they have the retard class?
No, didn't have a retard class.
Now, I am sure, by the way, that in the 50s and the 60s, there were kids who were genuinely, honest to God, retarded.
They were sent to special institutions.
They didn't have this idea about, oh, we must return them to the community.
But I do know this, and I don't think it's just my childish memory playing tricks.
There was not anywhere near as much of it as there is today.
But we didn't know.
We didn't have a special, you know, super slow class or anything like that.
What we did have was what was called AT, Advanced Track or Advanced Training 1. I can't remember what that was.
I was in that class.
That was for the smart kids.
And that actual class, we were formed about like in third or fourth grade.
I can't remember which.
There was this one group of about 30 or 40 kids, and we had most of our classes together.
This lasted through junior high.
I actually didn't go to high school with these kids because our family moved, but from about, like, say, the third grade on up until the ninth grade, I was in class every day more or less with the same group of kids, put it that way.
Like the time I cut the ferry over to Shelbyville, I needed a new heel for my shoe.
So I decided to go to Morganville.
Which is what they call Shelbyville in those days.
So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time.
So in other words, the school system at that time...
Was at least making an attempt to encourage excellence and intelligence and develop the higher intelligence rather than hang everybody back and have all these special slows and everything, all these remedial reading classes and everything.
That stuff didn't come in basically until you got niggers in the public schools because niggers are the ones who really need the remedial classes.
They're the ones who get into high school, you know, 11th and 12th grade and they can't even write their own names.
I've noticed that a lot of the diagnostic criteria for certain kinds of childhood mental illnesses are really just typical nigger behavior.
I mean, flinging feces at people.
That is perfectly normal for those kinds of people.
Well, it's perfectly normal for monkeys as well.
Monkeys actually do that.
That's considered to be a primate behavior.
When they want to show their displeasure with you, they'll pelt you with their own dung.
And niggers will as well.
People think we're just being racist, but there are a lot of parallels between negroid behavior and the negroid physiology and negroid cultural development, if you want to call it that, and the apes like chimpanzees and spider monkeys, whatever.
One thing I will say on the subject of, you mentioned before, the retarded individuals and stuff like that, how there's a lot more of them and most likely is the case.
But one thing I will say is some of the part-time jobs that I've had, I've worked with people who were retarded.
One of them talked with a bit of a slur in his speech.
The other one...
Talked alright, but you can still tell he was retarded.
The thing is, some of these people can do their part.
They actually did at least have part-time jobs and were doing something.
And I compare it to people my age, you really wonder who is the actual retarded ones when I meet somebody who is supposedly mentally healthy.
They just act like total scumbags, typical college students, just wasting their time, wasting their energies and their ambitions, just in all this indulgence, all this hedonism, and going on all these various relationships and stuff like that.
they'd always be bragging about things like this.
It really is disheartening when you can have a more cohesive, intelligent conversation with some of these people who are retarded, and then I'm having a conversation with somebody my own age, of my own generation, who's supposed to be mentally healthy, and I want to smash my head against the wall.
When you think about it, that's messed up.
You know, you get some guy who is genuinely retarded for medical or genetic reasons, and he has an IQ of maybe 50 or something like that, and he's in some menial job.
He's a janitor.
And he'll live out his whole life pushing a broom across the floor or putting milk bottles in a carton or whatever menial job he's doing.
And yet he is doing the best he can because it's all the life he can live with what has happened to him via Mother Nature.
But you get these other idiots who are raised up in this politically correct society.
We were talking about emo kids and whatnot the other day, and your typical beavis and butthead types, who have the chance that that retarded guy will never have, and yet they just blow it.
They have a life.
They have the potential to have a life of their own, and they don't take it.
They just sort of drift.
Now, to be fair, this started with my generation, but I can't get over how many kids get out of high school, they go through four years of college, and they're still just drifting.
Got no idea what they want to do.
They just got no idea what they want to accomplish in life.
No idea of where they want to go, where they want to be.
Like, you know, one of the typical job questions they ask you is, well, where do you envision yourself in five years?
Most of these kids haven't got a clue.
And that, in a way, is just as much a waste of young white life as any mental retardation could ever inflict.
A lot of people...
I think there's an idea out there that the Northwest Front wants to kill all the retards and all the other disabled people, and, oh, Hitler was a heartless man because he wanted to exterminate all the retards, too.
Regardless of what Hitler or what Harold Covington thinks of retards, I guess if that were true, that would be one area where I disagree.
I don't have anything against white retards.
I don't think we should kill them.
I don't think they're horribly useless people.
Maybe, Harold, you could clarify what exactly the Northwest Front position is on developmentally delayed individuals.
Well, actually, I get that question periodically, especially from women who are getting into it.
And they say, okay, Mr. Covington, we've seen your website.
We've read your novels.
It's all very exciting.
We agree.
We need a country of our own, blah, blah, blah.
We really like to get involved, but we have a problem.
We have a child who has got some kind of defect or developmentally retarded or maybe in a wheelchair, paraplegic, something like that.
I mean, I could be here all night on this, but basically, the attitude of the Third Reich was that the way to deal with things like retardation and congenital defects was to make sure that they didn't happen.
And if you've got a healthy environment and a healthy diet and you do practice eugenics, there's going to be less and less of that.
Now, it's true that the National Socialists in Germany did encourage eugenics in the form not of stud farms where beautiful blonde maidens were impregnated by SS men or crap like that.
But if you wanted to get married to someone, there would be a background check and a medical history, and if there was a history of some kind of congenital disease in your family, you might get counseling or something like that.
To be honest, that aspect of the social life of the Reich never had that much chance to develop.
People got to bear in mind, the Third Reich only had about six years of peaceful existence before the war set in.
My attitude is that, no, we're not going to kill retarded kids.
I do not believe that they need to be, quote, returned to the community and that everybody else needs to be held back in order to accommodate them.
Like, I'm sure I'm not the only one who gets pissed off at these little damn handicap parking space things with letting the people in wheelchairs get all the good parking spaces.
But, uh, what's funny about that?
I'm sure I'm not the only one who gets pissed off by trying to get a place to park.
When they're at places where the little rolly tards don't even go that often, like at the gym, why are there 10 handicapped spots?
I, at one stage, was able to get a handicap sticker from a guy who specialized in those things, and he was good.
Old Floyd, he was good at it.
He had a handicap sticker on his car, and he'd pull up and park, and if he was ever challenged on it, he would sort of give him this vacant stare and go...
Officially, he was mentally retarded, so he got a parking space.
But anyway, getting back to the subject, no, we're not going to kill all the retarded people.
We believe that everybody in a white society should have the opportunity to be a part of that society.
Now, somebody who is mentally retarded with an IQ of 43, okay, obviously they're not going to be able to be astronauts or president of the republic, but all I can say is that we will find something for them to do some way in which they can be part of the republican part of society.
We do not believe in just arbitrarily killing people off.
Here's something for our pagan comrades.
This is no remorse.
We haven't done any emails for a while, and they're kind of starting to pile up, so I'll answer a few of them now, but I'll try to keep my answers short and to the point and not go off into a Grandpa Simpson ramble.
First, from Tony in Wisconsin.
Dear HAC, a few weeks ago you were talking about homosexuality, and then the Penn State buggery scandal hits.
What do you think about that?
Well, Tony, I haven't been spending the past week voraciously devouring everything about it that's appeared on the Internet, but in the articles I have seen, two things stand out.
First off, these revolting events are referred to by all the media I've read or heard on the radio as a quote-unquote child abuse scandal, or sometimes a child rape scandal, and of course it is.
But the one word that I haven't seen so far anywhere in any of the coverage is homosexual or gay.
They do mention that it was young boys who were being buggered in the shower by this character Jerry Sandusky.
But so far as I have seen, there has been no official reference at all to the fact that Sandusky is a faggot.
Now, the media did use the R-word, pointing out with great glee that both Sandusky and Joe Paterno were registered Republicans, but not once did they ever use the F-word or the H-word.
It's like the whole issue of homosexuality has now disappeared and sex is just sex, whether it be normal or homo.
Or Lesbo, or Pedo, or Bisto, or Necro, or whatever.
This, by the way, is a long-standing part of the Lefty Lib agenda to blur the lines between sexual acts and achieve their long-term goal of decriminalizing all sexualities, period.
That's their words.
You just gotta know where to look for them.
A second thing I notice, which has disappeared from the coverage of the Penn State buggery scandal, is the fact that apparently this Sandusky pervert liked dark meat.
The little boys he was boning in the shower were apparently nigger street kids that he picked up through that charity for wayward ute that he ran, Second Chance or Second Wave or Sloppy Seconds or whatever it was.
I'm not excusing any of this, but it's possible that some of these nigger kids were actually hustlers at age 10 or 11, which is by no means unknown in the African-American community.
And Sandusky actually might not have been really raping them.
He was simply paying for it.
Again, that doesn't excuse it, but if that was the case, then it might explain why he got away with it for so long.
Okay, next email.
Dear HAC, I've been listening to your podcasts, and I agree with 90% of what you say, but I need a little help getting my mind around a couple of points of order.
Number one, the whole Jewish question is puzzling to me.
Would you please go into the rationale for all that?
And number two, the democratic socialist thing.
I'm a small businessman and a big fan of free market capitalism in the Milton Friedman sense, who was a Jew, by the way, and the Austrian economics as Ludwig Meissi would have it, another Jew.
Thank you for being so honest and doing what you're doing.
I'm awakening to find the country I served and loved my whole life being taken over by criminal oligarchs imposing an overt tyranny upon us, and hence my email.
And Charles from...
I don't know where, because he hasn't yet responded to Wallace's email requesting an address for him for an intro packet yet.
The short answer is no, Charles.
I won't answer your questions because I've already answered them.
I'm not being rude or just being a crotchety old man here.
Now, let me explain what I mean by that.
Now, it's true that, as I have already said, I have to periodically go over on this show certain issues and objections and naysays that I've gone over repeatedly before.
It's called spaced repetition.
And it's necessary to get certain ideas to finally penetrate and settle into white Americans' skulls full of mush.
But I can't spend all...
Guys, one of the things that the NF is going to have to do in the coming new year is that we're going to have to start maximizing and optimizing the use of time, my time in particular, since I have an internet radio station to create, hope, hope, knock on wood, and another novel to write, or should I say part two of what promises to be about a half million worder.
Like most true believers, in my long-ago youth, I would rant and rave for hours to total strangers with long tirades on all the basic issues, trying to batter down the wall of ignorance by force.
Now I'm getting old and crotchety, and my patience for that kind of thing has become rather limited.
It's very, very hard for me to talk to people anymore who do not at least have the basic body of knowledge and racial awareness already established in their minds.
That's probably one sign of advancing age on my mind.
To take the fairy cost a nickel.
And in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on them.
Give me five peas for a quarter, you'd say.
Anyway, guys, my response to a lot of these queries from now on is going to be a very simple one.
Have you read the Northwest novels?
Now, you really do need to do that before asking questions, because the answers are pretty much all there.
That's what they were designed to do, to answer questions in depth, in writing, and in detail.
As far as the welfare state thing, it seems to bother some of you Rush Limbaugh-inclined people out there.
By the way, that's not a bad thing.
I listen to Rush myself.
It kind of gives you an idea as to how successful the Republicans have been in framing the whole issue of this country's future in purely economic terms, devoid of race.
Anyway, I'll be dealing with the health service and the so-called welfare state issue in Volume 2 of Freedom Sons, when we examine how it will actually work in the North American Republic.
Now for now, just let me put it this way, we know it worked a treat once during the six years of the Third Reich.
With an all-white and economically productive population, it can be made to work again.
Okay, next email.
Thomas in Canada asks what I think of Pat Buchanan's latest book on the death of the white race in America.
I haven't read it.
I understand it's pretty good as far as describing the problem goes, which, of course, is all right-wingers ever do.
They bitch and moan and whine and complain about the problem and say nothing at all about the solution.
I note that Pat Buchanan was born in November of 1938, and he's therefore 73 years old.
Why did he wait all this time to speak up?
People like Buchanan and Fritz Hollings and Helen Thomas and Jesse Helms and Marlon Brando piss me off, because they wait until they're so damned old and retired to speak out on race and the Jews and things that they must have known about when they were younger and at the height of their powers and influence.
Where were they then?
Why wasn't Pat Buchanan saying these things in the early 1970s when he was in the Nixon White House?
From what I've learned about Nixon down through the years, old Tricky Dick might have listened.
The Kaserne
Greetings, my brothers.
This is Axis Sally.
I have an email from a new female comrade to answer, but I wanted to say a few things first.
I'd like to thank the fans who continue to send me Nazi memorabilia, books, little gifts, and especially handwritten letters.
I received four very nicely illustrated green, white, and blue envelopes from a gentleman in New York, and I can tell you these will be things I hang onto forever.
I love getting mail, and a personal response is coming your way.
In the future, it would probably be best for listeners to send mail to my P.O. Box so I can get it that much sooner.
Anyone can go to the Access Sally Facebook page and add me as a friend, and I can send you the address.
But I ask that dumb skinheads, FBI agents, and losers from the creativity movement continue to send their atrociously misspelled and grape juice-stained crayon scribbles to Harold's Box in Seattle.
Also, I've gotten a few questions from people who listened to last week's podcast asking me if I really believe that real men don't cry.
I decided, around the time I was getting all the questions asking if I really hated cute little kitty cats, probably from people who were crying like girls over their precious pets, That my policy will be to never offer any explanation or apology for anything I say on Radio Free Northwest that does not relate directly to the survival of the white race or the Northwest imperative.
Your personal likes, dislikes, and feelings do not matter to me because they have no long-term impact on what we're trying to do here.
Therefore, my personal feelings on irrelevant matters should be of little interest to those primarily concerned with the 14 words or Northwest migration.
And now here's the email, with most personal details omitted.
Dear HAC, I wanted to let you know that my daughter is now four months old and we're also expecting twins.
We are looking at the prospect of moving to the coast so that my husband can look for a job.
I've not listened to many of your podcasts and was wondering if you could do one on the woman's role in the movement so that I may understand my place better.
I hope I can address this for you, and if you decide your question didn't really get answered, then please email me or Harold for either a personal response or another podcast on the subject.
First of all, welcome to the Northwest Front, and I'm glad to hear you are already in the homeland and plan to stay here.
I decided not to read the details about the kind of work your husband is looking for, but it definitely sounds promising.
And also, congratulations on your family and on the twins as well.
What a nice surprise.
As far as the woman's role in the movement, you're doing it.
I don't know how old you are, but to have three young children is great, and I wish you much success in having more if you possibly can.
As far as other roles for women in the movement, I can't tell you what to do there.
Your contribution to our movement and what form that takes will depend on what is best for your family, as that is the most important institution and every part of the white nationalist movement should have the goal of protecting and advancing the white family.
Any movement, organization, or individual who devalues your maternal role or the importance of securing the existence of your bloodline is not following the 14 words and has no place telling anyone how to serve the movement.
An organization that expects you to neglect or endanger your family in order to serve the cause is not an organization that is worth your time.
Any individual in any organization who sees white children as replaceable or as something that is nowhere near as important as flyer drives or rallies is really not thinking correctly.
And then, at the absolute worst end, we have those in various organizations who commit true acts of treachery in the form of using another comrade's children against her.
I'm sorry to say I've known supposed white nationalists who have actually threatened or harmed white children, or who have done things like leave little anonymous tips to CPS about a white mother being unfit based on her racialist beliefs.
Usually over petty personal garbage and minor disagreements, which, again, is why we as a movement have gotten nowhere and accomplished nothing for the last 50 years.
I believe that a true white nationalist who uses our enemies against us to harm those who make up the future of our race is the worst possible race trader there is.
I'm embarrassed to say it appears there has been another female doing just this, making her little phone calls to rip up white families because she lost a pissing contest with someone over whose retarded little group was better.
A woman like that is nothing but a nigger and deserves to die a nigger's death.
Being dragged by a truck is too good for someone who would ever arrange for a white child to be harmed because of her dislike for the child's parents.
So, for the woman who wrote to us, your duty is to your family and your race.
Organizations are always second.
Protect your family even if to do so will kill you, which it may very well one day.
Support other women who are trying to do the same.
Never turn on another woman or child in this movement.
Don't do what we've been doing to each other for the past several decades.
Maybe you'll be the one to turn this thing around and get people thinking only about what really matters.
We may never meet, but I respect you simply for being who you are and wanting to know what more you can do.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I was thinking about some of the things I enjoyed doing as a child, and like a lot of you, I spent much of my time wrecking things.
I guess I was something of an angry child with some rage to vent.
Imagine that.
So I would smash things and throw things and rip things up, or, my personal favorite, melt things.
I used to melt other kids' plastic toys over my reading lamp.
I never got into setting fires and never had access to weapons, so these were fairly tame activities compared to what a lot of kids do.
Thankfully, I grew out of that at some point.
But as anyone in the movement knows, not all kids grow out of wanting to wreck something that belongs to someone else.
And this is why we have men in their 20s who amuse themselves by writing graffiti or slashing tires or throwing rocks.
One of these men, Jacob Lasky of Eugene, Oregon, got caught throwing rocks at a synagogue and was sentenced to 11 years in federal prison.
Nothing like that ever happened to me, but then I didn't target the holiest institution of the very chosen people of God.
I can't say anything good about grown men who act out like children, but 11 years for throwing a rock?
There are people serving much lighter sentences for assault.
Mr. Lasky subscribes to our newsletter, The Observer, and he regularly donates whatever he can in the way of stamps and articles.
Unlike most of you, he can spell.
It's very refreshing to read material from a white nationalist who has some grasp of language and writing.
In his most recent letter, he mentioned he was currently in the hole for making plans for an Odinist Yule gathering.
His captors claimed he was trying to cause an uprising of violence, so they prevented him and all the other white people.
I felt that a young man who was serving a harsh sentence for acting like a child deserved to have something of a voice, so I wanted to let everyone out there know what is happening to one of our own at USP No. 1 in Coleman, Florida.
If you would like his contact information, let Harold or I know.
Let me know as well if you would be interested in checking out any of his written material.
We all know he isn't really being punished for throwing a rock.
His original crime was that of being a white man who pissed off a sacred Jew.
And just in time, we've received seven more male violation notices from the Coffee Creek Women's Prison in Oregon.
You may remember Harold and I talking about Coffee Creek rejecting mail in the past from us, as well as sending inmates to solitary confinement for things like writing poems that glorify white supremacy.
I was just going through a stack of inmate mail and writing some responses, and a lot of it is book orders or requests for copies of The Observer, and I'm glad to say nearly all inmates who request these items from us, even those locked up in Supermax facilities for hate crimes, have been able to receive them.
It's only this one institution that rejects our material.
I remember Harold and I also mentioned the material would be returned to us with coffee spilled on it and then a notice saying it had been rejected due to the unexplained substance that was spilled or smeared on the mail.
I used to get those rejection notices from Coffee Creek long before I started working at the Northwest Publishing Agency, and it forever changed the way I handle inmate mail.
I make sure the envelope stays perfectly white and pristine with no dust or ink smears or water droplets on it at all so it won't get sent back to me.
If I'm sending out several things in the mail, it doesn't get tossed with the bills or anything else.
I put it in its own little plastic baggie so nothing can get to it because I was always afraid the prison was going to send it back to me.
And then I realized, no, it's only Coffee Creek that does that.
One day I was writing to someone as I was holding a small animal, and the animal bit me and I got blood on the letter.
It was a long letter and I really didn't want to rewrite it, so I decided to just mail it anyway and see what would happen.
And it went through with no problem because it was not going to Coffee Creek.
So, there you have it.
Other inmates can receive mail from me with human blood smeared on it.
Coffee Creek returned our literature because, quote, the author uses derogatory terms and states that guns need to return to politics.
This is, of course, in response to the articles on the Brandenburg Lectures.
Not quite sure what the derogatory terms are.
I also know inmates at Coffee Creek, like Jake Lasky, who have been denied their right to practice their Odinist religion around this time of year, or who have been sent to solitary for associating with other Odinists.
Although this is not good for the inmates, I actually see it as a sign that we are making progress.
They are afraid of us.
The End.
Okay, I was looking for this one for my Halloween special a few weeks ago, but I wasn't able to find it then, and rather than wait until next Halloween to play it, I say, better late than never.
This is Kenny Rogers.
As I'm walking behind this plow, I keep turning over memories, buried treasure of a past once filled with you.
This old ground, I know it's mine, and I've worked it so many times, and the rain it's been praying for is falling from my eyes.
Waiting for the setting sun When a heartless work is done We'd sit down and rock the baby playing our dreams But you turned it all around With this other man you found And you never thought I'd figure out your scheme And
there's buried treasure hidden in the ground Precious memory of a love that lived and died You couldn't be the sample wife You had to lead the cheap and black And you led me down a road I hate to ride Now
the neighbors, they all knew They had seen him leave with you But what they didn't see Was I followed close behind And the next day's paper read That a man had been found there And the lady he'd been singing They can't find And
there's buried treasure hidden in the ground Precious memories of a love that lived and died You couldn't be the simple wife You had to be the chief of life And you led me down a road I hate to ride Last
week, we brought online the first publicly accessible version of the Party's Handbook, the fourth edition of the Northwest Migration Manual, also known as the White Book.
Although the white book is also available online in PDF format, any of you who don't like reading long blocks of text on a computer screen and who would like a properly bound paperback copy of the party manual should email me at nwnet at earthlink.net and I'll refer you to the site where the white book may be purchased for the princely sum of $10 plus shipping and handling.
Previously, we didn't allow the white book to be placed online, because we wanted to retain at least some of our ideas and our NF material in the real world, in hard copy form that can be seen and touched, and not as part of some half-psychotic fantasy or computer game in someone's bedroom burt-discotten, like so much of the movement has become.
Now, however, we've changed our policy, and we want this information and these ideas to be as widely available and disseminated as possible.
And that means that once more we have recourse to the hated Internet.
Everyone who is even remotely interested in the Northwest migration or in the concept of an Aryan homeland in the Pacific Northwest needs to obtain and read a copy of the White Book.
I mentioned earlier in the podcast that my Northwest Independence novels were written for the express purpose of answering questions.
That applies even more so to the White Book.
It's also shorter and quicker to read and simpler to understand.
The northwestfront.org website needs to be and usually will be every new person's starting point.
But after that must come the White Book, even before the Northwest novels, I'd say.
It's shorter and simpler than any of the novels, like I said.
And it also lays out the entire Northwest Imperative concept in simple terms.
The White Book is designed to be a stand-alone, one-stop introduction to the Northwest Imperative.
It contains everything from the ideological and racial foundation of the homeland concept, to practical advice on planning and carrying out your own homecoming, to tutorials on how to form an NF unit once you're here, And how to convince and recruit other white people.
On to documents that you will need for reference, such as the 2006 draft of the Constitution of the Northwest American Republic.
Another purpose that this new handbook was designed for was to replace that big huge packet of stuff we've been sending out as intro packets.
From now on, new inquirers will just get a white book and maybe a leaflet or two, which will save us time in literature and money on postage.
From now on, in many cases where I get questions from you folk to the effect of...
What about this, Harold?
Or how does this work?
Or what should I do about that now, Harold?
I'm simply going to toss you a white book and say, look it up.
Now, please understand something.
I am not being melodramatic in what I'm going to say next.
I'm simply explaining to you all a practical reality with which I have to deal every day.
I want as much as possible of this knowledge and these concepts and tactics and strategies contained in the white book and in my novels out there and in circulation.
Because there is a passably significant chance that I myself may not be with you guys all the way on this, and the day will come, possibly sooner rather than later, where you guys are going to have to do this yourselves without me.
No, don't worry, I haven't been diagnosed with cancer or given six months to live, nothing like that, but it is true that I have some medical issues which ain't going to get any better barring the discovery of a fountain of youth somewhere, and they could degenerate at any minute.
But right now I am more concerned by the possibility that someone in authority in Washington, D.C. is going to decide that I'm a potential threat to their power and their wealth and I need to be dealt with.
And they'll be right, of course.
I am a threat to them.
Or at least I sure as hell hope I am.
The fact is that I don't think many of us truly grasp the extremely serious implications of this Edgar Steele case.
When the federal government decided that they wanted someone out of the way, and a bent U.S. attorney just plain made up the evidence to bring Steele in front of a bent judge and lock him up.
That case has brought our legal system down to Stalin standards.
From this point on, any one of us can simply be scooped up, put in front of a crooked judge and a hand-picked jury of niggers and liberals, and convicted on the basis of fabricated audio recordings, wherein we're overheard hiring a hitman to kill Jon Stewart or something of the kind.
This is one of the reasons that I did the Brandenburg lecture series, to throw down the gauntlet to the regime.
If they want me, they can come and get me.
God knows, the white man has no armed deterrent capable of stopping them.
The Obama regime can do whatever they want to do, and proving that was the whole point of the Edgar Steele case.
But at least let them prefer the real charges, that I am who I am, and I believe what I believe, and I say what I say, and let me defend myself on those grounds.
So far, they haven't taken me up on it.
But the fact remains that at any moment, you guys may find yourselves in a position of having to soldier on without me, for whatever reason.
That is why I have left you my writings and my thoughts, my novels, these podcasts, my YouTube videos, and now this new party manual.
As far as thoughts and ideals and practical advice and moral justification for you to do what you have to do in order to secure the existence of our people and the future for white children, it's all there for you.
I leave it to you as a gift.
As an inheritance and as a heritage, if you get the difference between the two.
But you guys are the ones who are going to have to actually do all this.
And if no one ever does, if white people read and listen to me in private, and never step forward and never raise their hand against the tyrant, then I will have lived in vain.
I guess we'll just have to see how it plays out.
Well, our time is up, and so that's it for this week's edition of Radio Free Northwest.
This program is brought to you by the Northwest Front, Post Office Box 4856, Seattle, Washington, 98104, or you can go to the party's website at www.northwestfront.org.
This is Harold Covington, and I'll see you next week.
Until then, Sarsha on the bond.
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