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Feb. 23, 2012 - Radio Free Nortwest - H.A. Covington
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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Hush, awookle, hush 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, a rifle known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, a token whistle of 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.
Which applies upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a man's chest was rubbing for the blessed warming light.
The waters passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand blades were flashing at the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon.
And a thousand days were clashing out the rising tide.
Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's February the 23rd, 2012.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Okay, this week, once again, I'm kind of in the position of having to slap together a show from bits and pieces of audio I have lying around on my hard drive.
I said at the end of last year that in 2012, we're going to have to drag the Northwest front a few agonizing inches more forward by our fingernails.
And that's part of what I'm going to be busy with this week.
It's an infrastructure kind of thing, and we won't have any results ready to show for it for some months, so I won't get into details.
But this means that I'm really busy this week, and I'm going to have to cobble together a show from ready-made parts, so to speak.
I'll let Sally go first this week, and yes, I know that the first part of her presentation is a bit of a rerun, although the second part is something she recorded for me just last week.
The fact is that Sally was in Oregon over the weekend, meeting with our comrades down there, and she'll report on that next week.
But I ran a little short of airtime for her slot this week, and there's nothing wrong with an occasional rerun if it's good stuff, like she always has for us.
So here she is, and afterwards we're going to hear from Olivia, another one of our female comrades here in the Northwest.
The Northwest.
Hi guys, this is Axis Sally.
How often have national socialists and white nationalists in general been referred to in the Jewish media as haters?
In an age where perception equals reality, the enemies of our race have thrived on their portrayal of our cause as one of hate and intolerance for far too long.
Knowing the natural tendency of humans to gravitate toward the positive rather than the negative, our enemies, in this topsy-turvy world, have succeeded in calling the good bad and the bad good And have achieved a monumental propaganda victory by getting the vast majority of the public to believe it.
By simply stepping forward, through their control of the media, churches, and other outlets, and declaring what is moral and what is immoral for all the world to hear, they have seized the moral high ground on all societal issues, especially those dealing with race and culture.
Consequentially, all those who wish to be moral will seek to obey what has been dictated from on high, not knowing or suspecting that the source of that information could be flawed or motivated by something other than...
Unfortunately, most people have not developed the adequate hindsight necessary to understand how today's morality has changed from that of history, that indeed most of the famous people of history, from Plato to Thomas Jefferson, would be considered far from moral by today's societal standards.
There can be no greater morality than that of the survival of the white race, and yet this is the first age where those who espouse this viewpoint are widely viewed as evil and immoral haters.
Seventy years ago, a politician had a hard time getting elected in the South without clan support.
When the clan marched, they marched in broad daylight down the streets of major cities to the cheers of an adoring public.
At a rally today, fifty or so clansmen need police protection from the hundreds and thousands of jeering fools.
While this has much to do with the declining state of the overall quality of our movement, it also reflects the sheer magnitude of the change in white people's values.
The white races, more than any other, historically have been the creators, the developers, and the sustainers of civilization, of culture as we knew it when, across Europe, vast cathedrals pierced the sky over great cities where white men and women carried out the struggle of their daily lives by striving to make them better through innovation, invention, and plain hard work.
In short, they built a world from the ground up using nothing but their minds and their work-hardened hands.
They spread from sea to sea, then across the sea and back again.
When Magellan circled the earth and Cortes conquered the Aztecs with a handful against thousands, while Gutenberg was inventing movable types so that knowledge could be shared by millions, others were ensconced in the same primitive, aboriginal state of life which existed thousands of years before.
The truth is not hatred, but the truth.
In the old times, nothing was more sacred than honor.
Today, we have lost our very souls.
Today, we are shadows of the men we once were.
Instead of going west, we go to the nearest blockbuster and watch a movie about it starring some Jew.
Instead of being men, we cower like dogs, wondering all the while how our chains came to bind us.
Instead of being real Christians, we fawn and prattle over some Judeo preacher with a slick tongue, stuffing money into his sold-out pockets while he tells us to love and support those who hate the very name of God.
We are a noble race, a race of philosophers, from Plato, Aristotle, and Pythagoras, to Descartes and Malthus, and Houston, Stuart, Chamberlain.
We are a race of inventors, Da Vinci, Edison, and Bell, to the computer pioneers of the modern day.
We are a warrior race, from Alexander the Great, Hannibal, and Scipio, and Julius Caesar to Washington, Napoleon, and Rommel.
All these we are, and more.
To lift up our accomplishments, which would take volumes uncounted, is to in no way impugn the accomplishments or lack thereof of another.
To regard our achievements with awe, pride, and the inevitable desire to increase upon them is, in fact, the first step to the betterment of our world because it displays a commitment to truth in this age of lies and deceit.
If the white race, this race of warrior priests, philosophers, artists, and inventors, has been responsible for drastically increasing the standard of living of virtually all the world's populations, Then what morality except pure unadulterated evil could justify her extinction?
In truth, the moral high ground is ours, and it is our responsibility to persuade others of this.
Am I called a hater for loving my family more than the family of another?
If a man prefers his wife over another, does this mean he hates all other women?
And yet this is the logic our enemies often use when they accuse us of hatred for loving or preferring our racial family more than another.
They know that it is up to us.
Those who subscribe to a more traditional view towards race, culture, and society to change the public perception of our struggle from one which seeks to destroy to one which will continue to build that grandest of high cultures, the Aryan culture.
The enemy has taken this noblest of all ideals, that of the preservation of God's creation, and turned it into something twisted and evil.
They have taken what is perfectly natural and right, The innate propensity of people to prefer their racial kindred and called it hatred and bigotry.
Now, if one is a hater for hating evil, then count me among them.
There are not enough haters of vice, sin, and evil in the world.
Would not the architect of a grand palace hate the man who brandishes the wrecking ball too soon?
Would not the father hate the man who rapes his daughter?
There is nothing wrong with hatred if properly placed.
But on the whole, our movement is not and never has been about hatred.
It is about building a new society based on the natural and historic order of things.
Justice, the inevitable consequence of Aryan rule, will occur without the useless fog of fury which clouds the mind in times when a clear mind will be needed the most.
Indeed, there is a thin line between hatred and justice.
Thus, our message must always focus on the positive.
The future of the world depends on the survival of the white race.
Understanding this, it is imperative that racialists begin to rethink their motives, arguments, and overall ways of thinking when dealing with those volatile issues and start to regain the moral high ground which has been lost by the endless waves of enemy propaganda.
They must understand and communicate to others that our movement is not about unjust hatred, but a love for our own.
Not about destruction, but building.
Not about death, but life.
Not about immorality, but a divine morality summed up in an intense love of God's creation and a desire to maintain what was good and right in the beginning.
Thank you.
Thank you.
94 years ago, the most terrible war in human history, in some ways worse for us racially than the Second World War, ended.
When the First World War began in 1914, white men ruled the world.
When it ended in 1918, we saw the beginning of every modern problem, including Bolshevism, Zionism, and political correctness.
Almost a century later, we in the Northwest Front believe that in order for the white race to survive at all, it is necessary for the tiny, shattered remnant of the people who built that pre-1914 world actually go to the Pacific Northwest and seize back a tiny patch of earth where we can secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.
What the defenders of the status quo have been able to come up with thus far in argument against this is as follows.
Objection number one.
Moving to the Northwest is too much work.
It requires effort, expense, it's inconvenient, and it really cuts into our TV and internet time.
Objection number two.
The Northwest is full of dumb white people who have been brainwashed into liberalism and who might call us names if we go there.
We might not be welcomed with open arms and flowers might not be strewn beneath our feet as we arrive.
If we are going to do any kind of racial migration, we must find some place to go where every last living soul is white and racially aware and where flowers will be strewn beneath our feet as we ride into town and where we need do no work at all.
Until then, we must not even think of migrating anywhere.
Objection number three.
If we attempt a Northwest migration and serious independence movement to create a country of our own, we might get the government really pissed off at us, and they might hurt us.
After all, look what they recently did to Edgar Steele.
We must never ever do anything that might get the government really pissed off at us, since, as everyone knows, we don't really mean all this racial stuff we talk.
We're just talking to ourselves on the internet, and deep down, everybody knows it.
Objection number four.
We must quote-unquote stand and fight, whatever the hell that means, as individuals or tiny groups of three and four people wherever we are scattered all over the continent.
The fact that there is no standing and fighting of any kind taking place anywhere in North America is something we just ignore.
Objection number five, I'd like to go to the Northwest and build a new nation, but the little woman won't let me.
Objection number six, screw you, Harold, I ain't moving nowhere because I'm a dumbass who can't rub two brain cells together, and I is incapable of understanding any political concept more complicated than I hates a goddamn nigger.
Now give me a RC Cola and a moon pie.
And that basically is it.
For the next generation, we are going to hear various variations on these themes.
Harold tells me he used to wonder why he could never seem to get any traction when he told movement people that what we have been doing for the past 70 years or so just plain isn't working until he realized that everybody is perfectly aware of the fact that it isn't working and nobody really wants to change that status quo.
White Americans have been brought up to believe that politics is like the weather.
It's something you talk about but nobody ever tries to do anything about because you can't.
It's amazing how often white nationalists can get the average man or woman in the street to agree with us on things like race or illegal immigration or the general filthiness of American society only to have them say at the end, but why bother even complaining?
There's nothing anybody can do about it.
White Americans accept that the present system is forever, immutable and unchangeable, just like medieval peasants accepted the Black Death, and today we accept other things like automobile wrecks, cancer, the lousy economy, taxes, and the constant danger of criminal assault from blacks and Mexicans and trashed-out junkies.
These things are acts of God, it's always been that way and always will be, right?
No, we can change it all if we want.
The trouble is, we need to actually do all this stuff Harold is telling us to do.
Not just listen to Radio Free Northwest and then log off and watch TV for a while and go to bed and then do the same thing again next week.
Folks, try to wrap your mind around this truly revolutionary concept, the Northwest Migration and the Northwest Republic as something we will actually do.
Freaky, huh?
Musik Thank you.
Greetings, comrades.
This is Olivia.
I was recently catching up on some past Radio Free Northwest podcasts.
In one of them, Harold was talking about what different people go through in the process of becoming racially aware.
I don't suppose my story's really all that much different from others, yet in its own way, it's unique to me.
I grew up in what most would consider to be a pretty racially homogenous environment here in the Northwest homeland.
Well, sure, there were a few niggers, spics, and gooks running around on the fringes of the area where I lived, and probably even some wogs, come to think of it.
But I don't remember actually seeing anyone who wasn't white until I was about 13 or 14 years old, and then only at a distance.
There were a couple of kids of various races that attended my junior high and high schools, but they were so far removed from my world, they had no impact at all.
In college, I encountered a bit more diversity, but here again, there just wasn't much of a diverse population in the area where I lived, so it wasn't a whole lot different from high school, although I did have a couple of personal encounters that weren't particularly pleasant.
Eventually, I decided to spread my wings a bit and moved back east.
I was pretty young and naive, so I was totally and completely unprepared for what was to come.
I ended up getting in trouble fairly soon into my little adventure because of a muttered comment that one of my illustrious co-workers had been promoted only because she was black.
It wasn't a comment made with conscious thought.
It just slipped out of my mouth before I even realized what I was saying.
Apparently someone overheard me, though, and I got called on the carpet.
It's a good thing my boss liked me or I would have been in some serious trouble.
But he did caution me that I'd best get my act together and get on board with this diversity thing, where I was going to find myself out of work with a racist reputation.
In all honesty, up to that point, I don't really remember having a racist thought in my life.
I'd read enough older science and history books to know the races were, in fact, different.
Besides, all you had to do was put the races side by side and look at them to understand they were vastly different.
However, some of the garbage I was being taught in school did sink in.
The few ethnic people I had encountered had acted white, at least in my presence.
So I bought into the idea that all anyone needed was the right opportunity, and no matter what your race, you would succeed.
Don't get me wrong, I knew race was more than skin deep, but I didn't realize it is fundamentally who we are.
That particular snippet of information took me a good 20 years to figure out, and that only very recently in the last four months or so.
Although the seeds had been planted.
In an effort to avoid getting in more trouble and to prove I wasn't a racist, I started attempting to build friendships with some of the women of other races I worked with, especially blacks, since that's where I'd gotten into trouble.
Talk about an almost impossible task!
They all had chips the size of Texas on their shoulders, blaming me, since I was white, for all their problems.
Needless to say, I only lasted about four years before I couldn't handle the atmosphere anymore.
Although I never admitted to myself that racial issues were the reason I wanted to go back home.
Once I was back home in more familiar territory, here in the homeland, race issues slipped to the back burner as I went about my life.
But life had more curveballs for me since it seemed I was destined to understand and come to terms with this issue of race.
I had about five years of relative calm on the racial front when I suddenly found myself confronted with a situation that required me to move to Southern California.
Now the race issue wasn't niggers, like back east, it was beaners.
My, oh my, was that an education.
They're a whole other kettle of fish.
Their chip isn't, you owe me, my great-great-grandmother to the tenth power was a slave.
No, their issue was, you stole our land.
You're a white gringo trash.
If you don't watch your back, I'll stab you the first chance I get.
Once again...
I'd never seen them up close and personal before, with the exception of a few whitified specimens trotted out to convince Whitey that races only skin deep.
So I was completely shocked at the reality I was living.
That was probably the longest year of my life.
I was never so glad to get back to the Northwest as I was when I moved out of California.
But I didn't get to go back home this time.
Economic issues forced me to search for work in the metropolitan areas, and I ended up in the Seattle area instead, which is about as different from where I'd grown up as L.A. is from Boise, Idaho.
It wasn't as bad as the East Coast or California.
It was significantly whiter, and I felt significantly safer.
But it was full of crunchy granola liberals who crammed, the races are all equal, we're all one big family, down your throat until you want to gag.
On top of that, even though the area was significantly wider, I now had a whole new set of race issues to deal with because this area is literally crawling with Asians of every kind and color imaginable, at least in my field of work.
Once you get out into the suburbs, it's not so bad.
But I had to work with them in large numbers day in and day out, which put serious strain on my ability to continue to buy into race being only skin deep.
Yeah, right.
True understanding was still another ten years or so away, though.
Life went on.
I changed jobs two or three times, moved a couple of times, and even got involved in a really fundamental Judeo-Christian-British-Israel church for a while.
It was in the process of leaving that church that I started finding Christian identity material which talked about how the Jews weren't God's chosen people, but rather were literally the children of the devil.
That seemed a bit far-fetched, and certainly opposite of what I'd been taught all my life, but something inside me perked up and took notice.
So I started reading everything I could get my hands on.
Suddenly, about a year ago, something finally clicked.
I started looking at the world with new understanding and seeing the reality of what I'd been reading enacted right before my eyes.
Niggers are niggers, beaners are beaners, gooks are gooks, and none of them is or can be white.
As my understanding grew, I started to realize these were things I'd always intuitively understood and that it allowed the world to tell me who to be and what to believe.
But it wasn't until I actually read the Northwest novels I had downloaded more than a year ago that I finally comprehended just how much damage is being done to us in this race war and how vitally important it is for white men and women to stand up and fight for a country of our own where we can once again make dreams come true and soar with the eagles.
I introduce some of the chapters in my novels with song lyrics that are frankly bites off old Irish rebel songs from the Troubles.
Indeed, the opening theme to Radio Free Northwest, The Rising of the Moon, is a song from the 1798 Rebellion in Ireland.
Someday, white people will have our own rebel songs here in the Northwest and maybe elsewhere.
And although it isn't Northwest specific, this may go down in history as the first pro-white, anti-Obama...
Anti-liberal, anti-government rebel song.
This is James Hooker.
Music Calling all the clans together Calling all the clans together Calling all the clans together Brothers come around.
Calling south and north together.
Calling west and east together.
Calling all the clan together.
The road from the road Can't afford to be a man sleeping
Can't afford to see a bit of sleepin' Can't you see the reaper wreathin' Brother, come a runnin' Come a runnin' fast,
come a runnin' hard Runnin' for all you worth One thing that had crossed my mind,
I've been thinking about it recently.
Something that any individual anywhere can do, it would help all racially conscious white people everywhere, it will help most if not all white nationalists anywhere, is if you want to do well for the world, you can get closer to that by doing well for yourself, improving yourself, and that's not egocentric, there's a difference between it.
If you have a healthy exercise routine or improve your diet or read a lot, stimulate your mind, do anything like that to make yourself more educated, more aware, more physically fit.
Anything that improves you as an individual will help you serve your race on the long run because consider this, with everything that's stacked up against us, such as the media, mainstream ideology, all of the Judaic influence in American life, it really has brought the white race down in a lot of ways.
And try to level out the white race, but the way we can counter that is by improving first as individuals.
One thing that sounds very appealing to me in regard to doing that is if you want to claim to be better than other people that you don't like or other white people that you don't like their behavior, if you want to be better than them, then you have to be better than them.
You have to ascend to a higher level, and when you do that...
You'll put out a good example for others to follow.
Other whites will see that.
They'll be inspired by your activities, and they'll want to do it themselves.
Now, if you do this to enough people, sooner or later, this can affect enough people that our collective race will improve as a whole overall.
This would be more beneficial in communities, which is what we're trying to accomplish in the Northwest, but it's just food for thought.
It's something worth considering, and it's something that may do good in the long run if you give it a try.
Okay, well, yes, thank you, Wallace.
I think that's good for all of us to remember.
We're supposed to be the master race, so let's make the worst white person among us better than the best nigger who somehow isn't ghetto trash out there.
We always have room for improvement.
Think of it like if you were trying to describe white people to somebody who had never seen or heard of white people, what you would want...
Well, one of the tasks that the Northwest Front is going to have when we enter into the phase of being a proper revolutionary party will be to make the people in the communities in the Northwest look up to us, respect us, and because they respect us as people, listen to what we have to say politically.
No one is going to listen to some shaven-headed punk with a bunch of tattoos who is drunk out of his mind, goose-stepping down the street and waving his arms around yelling, white power, Heil Hitler, something like that.
I'm rather surprised that the people who do this kind of thing don't realize or don't seem to realize how it looks to other people.
White revolutionaries anywhere, but here in the Northwest especially, are going to have to be able to blend.
They are going to have to be able to fit into their local communities.
And they're going to have to put themselves on a credible basis of communication with other white people.
You can't do that if you're white trash.
I'm trying to think of a way to tie it in with David Lane because David Lane actually talked a lot about masculinity and how a man that will not fight to the death for his woman is a worthless piece of shit.
And a girl that is not worthy of a man fighting to the death for her is a worthless piece of shit.
And obviously...
Actually, everybody's a worthless piece of shit.
Well, pretty much.
I mean, because 92% of the world's population is shit-colored and they're worthless.
Only 8% of the world's white anyway.
So yeah, pretty much.
I think I read that.
Okay.
So, the topic was what now?
Action Andy and I were talking about, well, we started talking about psychiatry and how most of the world is on one or more psychiatric drugs and what's going to happen to all those crazy people when things start going horribly wrong and they have to come off all their drugs suddenly.
They're all going to go...
Pretty much.
It's called a break from reality and not that when you're on drugs you're in reality.
But it's common for people to talk about like when the grid goes down and the balloon going up, that type of stuff.
Everybody's worried about EMPs, electromagnetic pulses.
They're worried about potable water, stuff like that.
Well, how many millions of Americans or millions of Canadians or white people are on antidepressants, are on some sort of psychotropic drug?
When those prescriptions run out, they're going to go absolutely berserk.
I think a bigger threat when the grid goes down, a bigger threat to us is going to be zombified people that no longer can get their Zoloft, their Celexa, their Prozac or Ritalin or whatever.
They'll be wandering the strip mall going.
Brains!
Brains!
I have no brains!
They start kids these days on these drugs when they're like six years old.
Oh, little Johnny's running around too much and he's doing flips in the playground and he's yelling and screaming.
He must have attention deficit disorder.
We've got to dope him up with Ritalin.
Well, it's biology.
Who wants to sit in a classroom all day?
I certainly don't.
Could you imagine being six years old?
I remember.
This is a true memory.
I remember in the first grade looking out my classroom window and looking at the tree and the sky and outside, and I remember looking at the clock at the minutes tick by, and I remember thinking to myself, damn, I have 12 more years of this shit.
Well, no kids like to be confined in a classroom, but the trouble is they've got to learn.
Now, under the old educational system, they were marched into the class.
They were sat down.
The teacher sat there with her ruler or her rod or whatever.
You ever read Tom Sawyer?
In the old days, the teacher used to have a hickory switch.
And they were made to learn things by rote.
They were made to memorize things like their multiplication tables and the presidents and state capitals and everything like that because, frankly, with young children, that's really the only way you're going to get them to actually learn anything.
But it was through discipline and they didn't need to be doped up with all kinds of psychedelic compounds that are going to turn their brains to mush at age eight.
Right.
You and I have talked about this before.
You're more of a, and I don't mean to be painting you in general broad strokes, but you're more of a disciplinarian.
And I kind of look at the youth of America, not the nigger youths, but the actual youth of America, how they have discipline problems or behavioral problems.
Children used to walk to school.
Children used to have actual recesses.
They were allowed to roughhouse.
They were allowed to play with sticks and make gun noises.
They were allowed to be aggressive.
They came home from school.
They probably walked home from school.
They had to carry their backpack, which might only be a couple-pound backpack, but it's still expending calories and energy.
It wears out the body.
having to carry the backpack, you walk home, you play, you're running around the neighborhood, you're doing your homework and then you're back out playing, you're roughhousing with your brothers.
And so much nowadays, parents don't want to hear their kids roughhousing, they just want quiet, peace and quiet.
Well, humans aren't made to be that way.
Humans have muscles and the biggest muscle in the body is the gluteus It's the butt.
That's the seat of our power.
If men, instead of wanting to dope up on testosterone, if they just worked out their ass, did some squats and lunges and leg presses...
Flex their butt cheeks.
Flex their nigger butt cheeks.
That's where you get your testosterone.
I'm sorry, I just had to stick that in there.
I know what you're saying, though.
Our children, go run.
That's what the glute is designed to do, is to run.
Children need to run, expend energy, and then you get your ass back in the classroom.
Pay attention, memorize your times tables, memorize your quantum mechanics and your calculus and whatever kids are doing in elementary school these days, and then go back to running.
I was walking to school beginning in third grade.
I was walking to elementary school, so I was eight years old.
We had a bus, and sometimes I'd take it, and sometimes I wouldn't, and sometimes I'd walk.
And there was nothing at all abnormal about this.
And my parents weren't worried that I would be snatched off the street and buggered by fruits or anything like this, murdered and dumped in a ditch.
And it was just perfectly normal.
We could be out all hours of the night up until about, say, 10 o'clock at night.
And then they'd generally come out and start looking for us in the summer.
No one thought anything of this.
The very idea that your children might not be safe outside simply never occurred to people back in the day.
I think that's because our society, our men are no longer men.
I wouldn't even say our men are no longer men.
Our men are simply fleshy beings that have what used to be gonads.
You know, they're just women with external genitalia.
Nothing against the kinder, fairer, gentler sex.
But our men are not men anymore.
They're not rough.
They don't defend their women.
They don't dominate their sphere, their area of influence.
they just kind of exist as these twenty or thirty year old Emotion.
Yeah, they're man-childs.
They're not...
I think these natural manly impulses are quickly stamped out in school.
I remember reading a list of playground rules at the elementary school I was considering sending my daughters to.
And they listed things like no running, no roughhousing, no getting dirty, no getting wet.
You can't go down the slide headfirst.
You can't go down the slide backwards.
You're not allowed to play by yourself, but you're also not allowed to play in large groups.
You could play in groups of three or four.
I mean, how exactly is this recess?
That's all easily manageable stuff.
I don't know if it's an actual thought-out conspiracy, but that's turning people into easily managed units.
It's so easy to control and create groupthink with three or four people.
I remember in the fourth and fifth grade, in 1962, 1963, we were going through what was called the Centennial, which was the Civil War.
This was in North Carolina, and so, needless to say, we were all Southern sympathizers at Hillcrest Elementary School.
We had these little toy Confederate hats and toy guns that we would buy in the stores, and we had the Confederate flags, and we would come to school, and on the playground during recess, there would be about 50 or 60 of us Confederates running around giving little rebel yells, and we had about 8 or 10 hapless Northern kids who decided they wanted to be Union, and so they had their blue caps and their American flags, and we chased them all over the playground, and it was all good fun.
I mean, my God, today?
I think if an elementary school child showed up at school with a Confederate flag, oh God, they'd call the police, they'd probably call in the parents, expel the kid from school.
The things that we could do in those days, compared to the things that children can't do these days, I don't understand how anybody can have a childhood these days.
In a way, I understand how our white kids are growing up into these dysfunctional weirdos.
You're right, they can't fight.
They can't do anything physical, and God help them, of course, if they try to fight a nigger or a Mexican in some way.
And the girls are growing up into spoiled princesses and bimbos and feminist bitches and confused.
They must be really confused.
Like I said, we were talking last week about that vampire magazine where young white girls, their big fantasy these days apparently is to be carried off by a vampire and have their blood sucked or whatever, but it seems to be almost like a sexual urge to be dominated or something by a strong male character, even if it is fictitious.
The white boys go online and they play these games where they're dragon slayers and all this sort of stuff.
Again, they're trying to find some kind of expression of their natural instincts in whatever perverted ways the society allows.
And there's no wonder in my own mind why white kids these days are just so screwed up because they're growing up in a completely unnatural society.
Okay, so if I was having trouble paying attention at work or was bored at work and I decided to do a bunch of speed to get me through the day, I'd be considered a drug addict.
But I see people who have their three-year-old children on that drug, and that's somehow okay.
I think, believe it or not, Bill Gates made a point.
He was talking to some graduating high school class, and he was kind of reading them the riot act.
He says, look, you kids are coming out of here with no work ethic.
You're...
Not even taught to be at work on time, and you're going to go into the world of employment, the world where you've got to make your own living, and you're going to be expected to show up to work on time.
You're going to be expected to show up straight and sober.
You're expected to do what you're told, do it right, follow procedures, pay attention to what you're doing, and you're not getting any kind of preparation for this kind of life in your school.
Well, you know, that's probably one of the biggest draws of the Northwest Front and the Northwest Imperatives is that what we're promoting is for all of the people who don't like this and don't like what we've just been talking about to form communities in an area and we desperately need it.
I know that very well because it sucks not having them.
And if we can form this and we can do it, that's the first step of whatever else will come.
Whether it plays out like those Northwest novels or not, at this point, isn't quite as important as actually doing the initial steps, which is getting together with like-minded people with similar values who want a better way.
And that's at the heart of it.
We're providing a better way.
It's not easy to follow that, but if you do, you'll find that you don't have these problems anymore, and that's an important thing to consider.
You know what really pisses me off?
Quiggers.
White niggers.
And it pisses other white people off as well.
I don't care how liberal or neoconservative you are, normal people have to cringe when they see some skinny-ass white boy, looks like he's got AIDS, with his baseball cap on backwards, flashing gang signs, and talking like some bubble-lipped burr head out of South Central L.A. And it's getting to the point where some other white people are even daring to say something.
A comrade of ours sent in a country song on the subject by a singer I hadn't heard of before named Eric Church.
You'll notice he tiptoes right up to the subject of race and dances all around it.
He just never quite manages to say the forbidden N-word.
Don't worry.
Give it a few years.
I suspect a lot of these politically correct taboos are going to start crashing down the longer the Obama Depression lasts, and I also suspect that the country music industry will be one of the first places where they go down.
Anyway, this is called Homeboy.
You were too bad for a little square town With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground Heard you gussed out, mama pushed daddy around Before you tore off in his car Now here you are running these dirty old streets Tattoo on your neck,
fake gold on your teeth Got the hood here, snow, but you can't fool me We both know who you are I wish one day you were sitting on a gate of a truck by the lake with your head.
You blame on one side, I stole a beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue California little house Little kid, little small town story If you don't ever do anything else for me Just do this for
me, brother Come on, homeboy I was calling this late Uncle Joe's farm Thought of us barefoot kids And the young man he sings We were just catching snakes in the farm Now you caught up in this mix I can use a little help on low knees
Bails, I keep you pretty busy with a hammer Bail, ain't a glamorous life But it'll keep you out of jail I'll bury us all day Homeboy, you gonna miss one day I'm sitting on the gate of a truck by the lake Let's go frame on one side Let's go bed and all the other Ain't no shame in a blue California little house Little
kids, little small town story If you don't ever do anything else for me Just do this for me, brother Come on, homeboy Come on, homeboy Come
on, homeboy You can't hold back But hands of time Mama's going gray and sweet
I wish you'd come on back and make it all right Before they're called homeboy And
Jerry and I like to talk about white and normal.
And that's kind of like our code word when we're talking about stuff.
We will say something's normal when we actually mean something's a white racialist.
And Jerry and I talk about the NAR, the Northwest American Republic, and we'll say to each other how we won't need a lot of these rules and laws.
To make white people behave and be appropriate white people.
Just not being around the freaking kikes.
Not being around the negro.
And not having them brainwash us.
Just allow our natural genetic expression to be white.
It'll come out.
Our children will be allowed to be children.
Our women will be allowed to be beautiful.
And their inner inherent manifest destiny.
They'll fulfill the measure of their creation.
And men will become men again.
I personally don't think we need laws against homosexuality.
I mean, what normal white person wants to engage in scatological, filthy, poopy sex?
Who wants to do that?
It's filthy.
We don't need laws against that.
Who wants to mess around with that?
That's not normal.
It's not normal white behavior.
Just having a nation defined as a people with a language, a race, a genotype is what makes up a nation.
Just having a nation of white and normal people, I postulate that we'll see a lot of this disorder that affects our society will simply just disappear.
We won't have any more of these problems because it's just gonna become white and normal.
It's like bullying.
Go ahead.
It's healthy.
When you have a healthy white society, you're going to have a healthy culture and you're not going to have all these problems which are the result of the sickness that the Jews have introduced into our society.
Right.
Have we talked before about my belief that there's a cultural immune system and that's what bullying is?
Have we talked about that?
No, go ahead.
Sally has opinions on bullying, I know.
I'm very pro-bullying.
I think...
Watch it.
Easy.
The reason why is I took microbiology in college.
And so you'd look under the microscope, and the instructor would be like, okay, you're going to look for this blood cell, and this blood cell is going to be blue, and this blood cell is going to be red, and this kind of looks like this.
And so you're looking at these lymphoblasts and these little red blood cells, and you're like, what am I looking at?
This doesn't look like this.
And you're looking at molds and stuff like that, and you can't see what you're looking at.
You've got to look at the bigger picture.
If you have a piece of cheese and it has a white mold on it, and you look at each of those little individual mold cells, it's not white.
It's how all of those organisms that are the same, it's one nation of mold comes together, and it creates a culture that manifests itself as a white mold, or it manifests itself as a little hairy blue-green mold, the little hairs that are called hyphae, these extensions that come off the mold.
What's the natural genetic expression of white people is to behave a certain way.
And when you have, because we're white, I'll go with the white mold on a brick of cheese.
I think everybody's pulled out a brick of cheese and it's old and moldy and whatnot.
When you have a culture of white people and somebody is not doing what they're supposed to be doing, we have a cultural immune system that wants to push those people out.
We want to protect ourselves.
And so you have a 12-year-old faggot.
That's not normal.
All the other 12-year-olds don't want to be around that.
They might not have the words to be able to articulate that, to say that, but they know inside of themselves something's not right.
And so they pick on that little faggot until the faggot jumps off a bridge or kills himself.
Well, there are various social defense mechanisms that every culture creates within itself to preserve its own heritage, whatever you want to call it.
I hesitate to use the word purity because that's not exactly what I'm looking for, but these things, they're survival mechanisms.
Every organism, be it an individual, be it an animal, be it a person, be it a society, be it a nation, be it a race, has a natural urge to survive.
Except for white people, we seem to have lost ours.
But we did for many centuries.
And these cultural things like bullying and witch-burning or whatever, they sound horrible.
They probably are horrible if you're on the receiving end, but you have to bear in mind that groups of people have learned down through the years and the centuries and the generations that a certain amount of discipline, cohesiveness, and conformity is necessary to protect themselves from external enemies.
And it was when we started tolerating things like faggy behavior, like various other social deviations, that our own culture became weak and became susceptible to destruction, and we're now in the problem.
of falling apart largely because we have lost our moral standards, our social standards, and our will to enforce those standards.
You wouldn't exactly call me pro-bullying.
That may be a little bit of an oversimplification, but I understand what you're saying, and you're basically correct.
Societies, just like people, have a right to defend themselves against internal infection, you might say.
I'm sticking my guns on this one.
For no other reason than I'm a prideful man.
I'm pro-bullying.
You must have something to say about bullying.
I did a whole thing about bullying.
Okay.
Do you believe in bullying cats?
Well, if I can just interject here.
One thing to keep in mind, you're right.
There is an internal infection, as you called it.
A good way to put it, I think.
But also remember, infections can be overcome by building up an immune system.
And I think that's a good thing to keep in mind.
For as bad as things are now and as damaged as our people are, I still believe that we can recover from that.
I still believe that in the long term...
We can reclaim that essence of what we once were, maintain it again, let it grow, become better than ever before.
And the first step in doing this is, to all of you listening out there, is each and every way, in our own daily lives, maintain the virtues that have been with our people, maintain those old values.
And it all begins in your own mind.
You're listening to this show because you don't believe all the politically correct crap you hear in this society, and that is a good start.
It's a step in the right direction, and that's certainly a good thing, and by being exemplary, it will help that healing process.
It has to occur a lot.
It has to occur more than it is now, but doing the right thing, I like to use the analogy of the pyramid.
If you look at yourself as the tip of a pyramid, if you do well, and you provide a good example...
Our people aren't stupid.
They'll see that and they'll follow.
And if you can influence a few other people, they'll do the same.
They'll influence others and it will spread.
It'll spread even quicker if it's within a community.
And that's why that's so important as well.
Bad people can create like a destructive pyramid, so to speak.
If they're drug users or tainted, that will spread as well.
You can counter that through your own deeds and through your own actions and just by being an upright white person.
And that's an encouraging thing, I think.
Santorum, Gingrich, Romney, and Paul.
Paul looks like a leprechaun.
Well, actually, I wonder, are they standing side by side or is he farther back?
He might be further back.
Yeah, I definitely think so, which is just very telling of the outlook.
It's interesting the way that photograph is posed and the way that they...
Santorum's so tall and proud.
Hey, so is it true that...
Obama released an advertisement in Georgia or South Carolina today in Spanish saying that he was going to promise amnesty if re-elected.
Is marriage for white people?
Okay.
Oh, God.
Okay, we're switching over to news commentary now, and I've just brought up an article from CBS Chicago saying Controversial Book asks, Is marriage for white people?
The single life is a challenge for many people.
Dating and finding the right romantic partner are not easy.
Well, unless you're looking for a vampire, there's magazines to help you for that.
But for one segment of the population, it's even more difficult, according to a new and controversial book.
CBS 2's Jim Williams takes a look at Is Marriage for White People?
by Stanford University Professor Ralph Richard Banks.
Danielle Smith and Tiffany Ross seem to have it all.
They are attractive.
Well, educated and have successful careers, but we ask them, oh, okay, I've seen this before.
They're complaining that these successful black professional females can't find niggers to marry.
That's what I keep asking myself every day.
I don't know where they are.
Well, Danielle, my woman...
He wants to know where the black men are.
They're all either in prison, or they're hanging out in the corner drinking Thunderbird wine, or they're generally loafing off and listening to that rap music, calling women hoes and bitches and that sort of stuff.
Okay, I don't know where they are.
We wondered where the dating scene was like for Ross.
There isn't one.
I'm dating absolutely no one.
Well, considering the way you look in this picture, that's not too surprising.
Yeah, didn't it say they're attractive, successful women?
I mean, is that somebody's idea of an attractive woman?
Okay, you guys can't see this picture here, but...
One of these so-called black female professionals has got kind of straightened hair, kind of chocolate-colored skin.
She basically just looks like a nigger with straight hair.
This other one on the left here, I swear to God, looks like some sort of monkey.
She looks like she's about 75 years old.
Yeah, either a monkey or...
Imagine this really old-looking old Geechee nigger woman down on the Sea Islands somewhere sitting out on the porch with a corncob pipe sticking out of her mouth and picking the lice out of her toes and all that sort of stuff.
That's what she looks like.
The reason black women can't get anybody to date them is because they're ugly!
Jesus!
It's not rocket science, people.
Okay, they're not dating, so chances for marriage seem slimmer.
I don't even think about meeting them.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Smith and Ross, both African-American.
No, they're not African-American.
They're niggers.
They probably never went anywhere near Africa in their lives.
Black women are more than three times as likely to never marry as white women.
Well, I'd say that would be a good thing because that probably would mean that they don't produce any baby Monkoids, but the trouble is you've got those welfare mammies out in the projects who are producing 10 and 12 Monkoids at a time, so it kind of makes up for it.
Why?
Because Banks says the pool of black men available to them is smaller.
10% of black men are in prison.
That's racist.
Why would you say that?
Well, that's just a fact.
I think according to Jared Taylor's Never Say Jew Foundation, they estimate that 50% of all blacks right now, black men, are somehow in the care of the corrections department.
They're either under arrest, in jail, awaiting trial, in prison, out on probation or parole.
So to say that 10% of black men are in jail is horseshit.
And the women, of course, are also generally recipients of some kind of government checks, welfare, whatever, the bulk of them anyway.
Someone might have been in Jared Taylor's group, might have been someplace else, but someone once referred to blacks as a custodial people.
Basically, we have to take care of them.
Fifty-three years after they got their so-called civil rights, we are still having to carry them on our backs.
Anyway, for black women in middle class, meeting the right man can even be a bigger challenge.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Twice as many black women as black men graduate from college.
That's because black men are too stupid even to get in with affirmative action quotas.
I mean, really, think about it.
Most nigger males, aside from all their other bad qualities, are just stupid.
They can't even get into college on affirmative action.
The only ones that can get in on affirmative action are the high yellows like Obama.
He's only a quarter black anyways.
He's half.
No, he's a quarter Arab.
Well, his father was Kenyan, but he was also apparently half Arab.
Okay.
Blah, blah.
Banks has what some call a controversial opinion to give black women a better chance of finding a mate.
He says that they should be open to dating men who are not African American.
Or they could risk facing life alone.
So he wants these Shebas to go after white men or maybe Asian men.
So in other words, basically the solution to all those lonely black women out there is race mixing.
Great.
It reminds me of something that happened.
Yeah, I thought this book was going to be about white people, not a bunch of niggers who can't get dates.
I've actually seen this before, and I've seen this very conclusion before in other articles in the liberal media.
Read on, read that.
Okay, right.
Okay, Banks points out another challenge.
African-American men tend to be more open than black women as to dating outside their race.
Give me that white woman!
Different thoughts on dating men who aren't black.
I figure why not be open to it, says Smith.
Why not try something else?
Back in the South, on the rare occasions you would see a white man with a black woman.
We had a saying he was trying to change his luck.
When I was working many, many years ago at First Union Mortgage Corporation, I actually overheard a conversation between some of our so-called professional black females in the break room.
And I can't remember now exactly what they said, but the gist of it was they were wondering about the possibility of dating white men and which white men in the building might be open to going out with a negroid female.
And I...
I actually went up to one of them afterwards and said, Donna, I couldn't help overhearing your conversation there.
Why would you ladies want to date and be married to white men?
And this Negro says, we want our babies to be light and bright.
We don't want them looking like no monkeys.
I am not making that up.
That is exactly what she said.
And that's one advantage I think that black women have always seen in white men is basically they'd have a high yellow mulatto baby.
In Haiti, I knew army guys who actually were part of the occupation of Haiti under Clinton, and they told me that they'd be out on patrol or out doing something in the community.
And they would be more or less sexually approached by all these nigger Haitian women.
And they wanted to get knocked up by a white man so that their babies would be mulattoes.
Because in Haiti for many centuries, you know, it's the oldest independent black nation in the world.
In Haiti for many centuries, the ruling class were mulatto.
And the key to being rich and powerful and getting an education and everything in Haiti was to be half and half, to be a light-skinned mulatto.
And so, maybe that's part of it here.
Well, that's just evolutionary biology right there, is to seek improvement of your kind.
That's just eugenics, finding the better genes.
In our living room discussion earlier, someone was mentioning that everybody knows that white people are superior except white people.
Blacks know it.
Gooks know it.
Arabs know it.
The Jew certainly knows it.
Yeah, the Jew certainly knows it.
Everybody thinks that we're superior and that our way is best, our genes are best, our culture is best, our technology is best.
Everyone knows that except us, apparently.
One of our listeners sent me an audio file with a lovely old Scottish ballad by the group Silly Wizard called If I Was a Black Bird.
It's a nice song, and I'd like to play it, but it's just a little too long for this show.
It's almost seven and a half minutes.
So I looked around for something Scottish I could dig up to play for this listener, something a little bit shorter.
I do not even know what group or artist does this, but I do remember that I kept it from back in the days when I was looking around for some holster music, orange flute bands and whatnot, and I was looking for...
A decent lamb bag number.
Now, the lamb bag is a drum that the Protestants in Northern Ireland beat on July the 12th and August the 12th, which is their two big holidays in the marching season.
The sound is very distinctive.
You really need to hear these things with a good flute band with about 20 flutes and about 20 lamb bags going all at once as the thousands of orangemen march down towards the Catholic areas in Belfast or Derry.
Or some other place looking to pick a fight with the Catholics, which is basically what the holiday is all about.
But it is a very distinctive sound, and this is the only example of it I could find.
But the accompaniment is Scott's bagpipes and not the old orange flute.
Anyway, here it is.
Here it is.
I recently had a kind of message from some good folks I know on the periphery of our movement.
The upshot of it being that they listen to Radio Free Northwest.
They read their Northwest Observer.
They wish me all the best and all that, but they can no longer be associated with me because I'm a quote-unquote terrorist.
And if they're ever in any way connected with me by the FBI or some other secret police organ, then they will quote-unquote get in trouble.
Well, the short answer to that is yes, you may well get in trouble if you're in any way associated with me in the official mind.
I'm not going to deny that, and all I can really tell you is that unless and until enough of us are willing to get into trouble with the government of the United States, life on this continent is going to become an unbearable hell on earth that no one of us can really imagine.
That's the price of change.
That is the price of making things better for our children and those yet to come.
Somebody has to get in trouble.
Are you willing to let your children, your grandchildren, and all of our children and grandchildren suffer contempt, oppression, servitude, desolation, and murder because you're a chicken-shit coward who is afraid you'll get in trouble?
Well, if so, then you've got a lot of company.
Most white men and women are too timid and frightened to do anything about all this.
If the small number of us who are not can pull it off, then perhaps someday in the future, all of you yellow dogs out there will live long enough for your own children to spit on you.
Now, let's deal with that terrorism crap.
In point of fact, no, I am not a quote-unquote terrorist.
I would not be ashamed of it if I was.
Terrorism is the weapon of the weak against the strong.
It usually involves a very high risk of self-destruction, and therefore, regardless of what moron Jews and howling Republican idiots in the media say, it requires an immense amount of personal physical courage.
I admit it.
I do not have the personal courage of Bob Matthews or Paul Franklin or Joe Stack.
What I am is a writer, and for the past two years, a speaker with a very small audience.
In real life, our weekly number of hits on this podcast would fill a medium-sized auditorium, although probably one out of the four attendees would be Jews or media or undercover cops or goat dancers or strange little men from that 90s show.
If you don't know what all the fuss is about, read my Northwest Independence novels.
You can order them online.
To make this long story as short as possible, it's true that in one sense what I do is an act of treason.
I speak of the death of the king.
And in medieval and renaissance times, that was quite literally treason, as in head lopping and boiling in oil and being burned at the stake treason.
For many centuries in Europe, not only was it treason to speak of the death of the king at all, if you're into astrology, as most people were back then, it was treason to cast the king's horoscope.
Because that might reveal the time and manner of his death.
It was treason and punishable by death to speculate on who might succeed the king in the event of his death, which you weren't supposed to be talking or thinking about to begin with.
Anyway, what I'm getting at with my usual obscure historical references is that officially, in those days, the king was immortal, at least insofar as anything said or even hinted at in public went.
Everyone had to pretend that the present was the permanent order of things, and the monarch would never die.
They all knew it was crap, and they knew that the king was mortal just like everybody else, but you just didn't dare say it.
Our own lords and masters are kind of like that.
Officially, America is forever.
A tame university egghead called Francis Fukuyama has even written an entire essay on the subject entitled The End of History, wherein he claims that liberal democracy is the ultimate form of government and that from now on, mankind's future is one long endless strip mall where happy-contented wage slaves slurp Starbucks and gobble down Happy Meals while we're ruled from behind the scenes by soulless businessmen and executives in expensive suits, as well as a few rabbis in blue-knitted skullcaps to whisper into the ears of the businessmen.
Now, I say that's crap.
I speak openly of the death of the king, of the end of America, and of the coming change which is going to transform this continent into something completely new.
What's worse, I say these things out loud.
I say out loud how I'm pretty much convinced it will end, which is by a breakup into several smaller black and brown and hippy-dippy ethnostates.
I believe it's absolutely imperative for the future of all humanity, not just our own people.
That when this happens, the white man must acquire an ethnostate of his own out of the wreckage here in the Pacific Northwest for use as an all-white homeland where our race can rest and recuperate and restore our numbers while the rest of the world goes to hell in a mass slaughter, as will inevitably occur in any society ruled by non-whites.
I believe that the establishment of this white homeland will be attained through some kind of armed insurrection or confrontation between white Americans, And the United States and its armed men.
That is a very dangerous opinion to hold.
It is an even more dangerous opinion to speak out loud.
Do you know why?
Because I am right.
And pretty much everybody knows it.
Even the FBI idiots who are now leaning their ears over the computer speakers in their little cubicles trying to find something to prosecute me for.
They know it just as well as anybody else.
Some people may not admit to the fact that I'm right, either out of fear or of self-interest.
But let's face it, you know I am.
This is not a matter of my inciting or advocating anything.
I'm simply making a factual observation that there are hundreds of millions of privately held firearms in this country and that conditions are deteriorating to the point where eventually someone is going to load up one of those firearms and shoot it at a politician or a judge or a congressman or a multinational executive or an FBI agent or a cop.
Or a news anchor.
Or any one of the thousand and one people who are both actually and morally responsible for the America we were born into turning into an unspeakable horror show with subtitles in Spanish.
The feds can't allow me to continue saying these things out loud.
Someday somebody might do something, and it won't be just Joe Stack crashing his airplane into a mysteriously empty government building.
It's like a dog who starts killing chickens.
Or a bear or an alligator who kills a person.
Once it happens, the animal has to be hunted down and destroyed, because now he knows it can be done, and he knows how easy it is.
And the regime can't take the chance that white people might someday figure out that badges and black robes and briefcases and $2,000 suits might be neat accessories, but they don't make anybody bulletproof.
Once that knowledge spreads, America's done for.
The FBI and the other secret police agencies are charged with the task not of enforcing laws or protecting and serving anybody except the people who sign their paychecks, but they're charged with keeping the lid on, which is not the same thing.
I'm not breaking any laws, but that's never mattered much where we're concerned, and ever since the Edgar Steele case, it doesn't matter at all.
So yes, there is indeed a chance that if you're associated with me in any way, you will indeed get in trouble.
What will you do with that freedom?
Will you fight?
Fight against that?
No!
We will run!
And we will live!
Fight and you may die.
Run and you'll live.
At least a while.
I'm dying in your beds many years from now.
Would you be willing to train all the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom!
*Sounds of the battle*
And how narcissistic was that?
Anyway, 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, 98194.
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.
Freedom.
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