July 12, 2012 - 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 will stay together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the pikes will stay 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, right the north to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle, up 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 applied upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon Out from many a mud walled cabin eyes were watching through the night Many a man's day chest was throbbing for the blessed warning light The waters passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew And a thousand flames 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 crashing down Rising all the blood.
Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's July the 12th, 2012.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
I suppose I should kick this off by wishing a happy, glorious 12th to all of our comrades in the Northern Irish province of Ulster, and hope you guys have a great marching season, and hoist a few in the pub for King Billy and the Boyne, and try not to get your heads cracked open down on the falls, so forth and so on.
Right, without going off into a long-involved hannah-hannah about what's been going on over the past ten days, suffice it to say that I'm really, really rushed this week, and this is going to be one of those podcasts where, quite frankly, I simply have to slap something together as quick as I can and get it uploaded so that I can move on to the other stuff I'm involved with.
The need is so pressing that I may, repeat, may have to drop in a few reruns from previous podcasts.
Now, if that turns out to be the case, I apologize, and I promise I won't make a habit of it.
I got an email recently that brings up one of the many topics that we seem to need to recap every so often, so let's give this one another shot.
This one is from Evelyn in California.
Dear HAC, Why not drop down into Northern California?
It is a very conservative white area and mountainous.
With the gold reserves, water, timber, and agriculture, it would be a very valuable part of the Northwest Republic.
Which way will Utah go when America starts to break up and we make our intentions known?
I know they would prefer to be their own sovereign country, but they might see us as a viable option.
This may be a topic to stir some good conversation and get more people to look outside the box.
And it is, of course, no coincidence that Comrade Evelyn happens to live in California.
We get this a lot, and we've been getting it ever since the publication of the first Northwest novels.
The people from Northern California, Alaska, Utah, Colorado, North and South Dakota often come to me suggesting that we include their home states in the projected boundaries in the Northwest American Republic, basically so they don't have to move.
I've even had people try and persuade me to include San Francisco as part of the Northwest homeland so people living there don't have to move.
Now, don't get me wrong, I get why these people want me to do this.
Packing everything you own and moving steaks is an incredible hassle.
Believe me, I get it.
I do.
God knows I should.
I've done it often enough myself.
I have nothing at all against these people who are trying to schmooze me into relieving them of the moral responsibility to pack that moving van, and I don't blame them for trying, not at all.
But remember the whole theory behind what we're trying to do here, which is to concentrate our numbers in a given area to where we can actually form communities of real people living in the real world within half an hour's drive of one another, and begin functioning in the real world as opposed to the internet.
And also reduce the whole problem of white racial survival and revolution to manageable proportions.
Now remember, when the excrement impacts the revolving blades, we want to be fighting a colonial war.
Struggling for the independence of a far-flung outpost of empire, far removed from the capital and the centers of wealth and power.
A backwater that the wealthy Jews and multinational corporate executives of Washington, D.C. and New York and Houston Really won't be all that upset about giving up if it has to be done to preserve their own power and their profits.
Now, we need land to grow into as a nation, true, but on the other hand, we have to keep this practical and we mustn't get too greedy.
There are enough existing racially conscious whites so that if, I say if, we can ever get our act together...
Lay aside all our petty differences.
Stop listening to the goat-dancing idiots from the 1990s who hang around V-bulletin boards and still claim to lead us.
And finally, unite behind the Northwest migration as every ounce of remaining common sense dictates that we should.
If we can ever do those things, then we could easily concentrate 10 or 20,000 of us at least in three and a half states, and that's all we would need.
That will give us the basis for serious missionary work among the locals, so that we can finally begin to draw our personnel not from the movement, but directly from the white community.
That is a major strategic goal.
We could be doing that now, of course, except that nobody in the white population of the Northwest knows that we are here.
Our websites are stuck on about 4,800 hits per week from all over the world.
You wouldn't believe some of the places we get hits from.
Belarus.
The Central African Republic.
Sri Lanka.
God knows what people in those places find so fascinating about the Northwest Front.
And we haven't figured out yet how to get any responsible establishment publicity without somebody getting killed or without standing on a street corner holding a sign and wearing a costume and making fools out of ourselves.
If that ever changes, we'll be on our way.
But we do still have to reduce the problem to manageable proportions.
The original proposed white homeland consisted of a core territory of three complete Northwest American states: Idaho, Oregon, and Washington.
We've since added Western Montana, largely because of the intensity and dedication of several comrades out that way.
But at some point, guys, we've got to draw the line.
At various times in the past, other parts of the Northwest have been suggested as potentially forming part of the homeland.
There was even an attempt to do just that in 1941 with the so-called State of Jefferson in Northern California.
They had actually formed a committee or a congress or whatever you want to call it, and they were going to petition first Sacramento and then Washington, D.C. for a separate statehood for Northern California.
Then Pearl Harbor hit, and that was the end of that.
Anyway, these include the northern third of California above Redding, the state of Wyoming, the state of Alaska, and the present Canadian provinces of British Columbia and Alberta.
Those Canadian provinces I would especially like to include in the Northwest Republic when the time comes, but they'll be the responsibility of Northwest Front Canada.
There is a half-assed independence movement already in Alaska, but it's kosher conservative and capitalist in nature, and so it's useless as a vehicle for racial survival.
There's also a separatist movement with a distinct racial tinge to it that already exists in Western Canada, but they don't seem to have gotten very far with it.
Neither have the French in Quebec, as far as that goes.
The fact is that no separatist movement that attempts to use liberal democracy will ever get very far.
Remember, the purpose of democracy is to prevent change.
Now, for the entire three-and-a-half-state settlement area, we're looking at a total of almost 300,000 square miles.
That's a lot of territory to cover.
We talk about reducing the scale of the problem, but let me tell you, the Northwest Homeland is a big-ass place, and it's going to be hard for us to move around in it, given our limited resources, when even a single tank of gas is a major financial project.
Now imagine how it would be if we started to include these other areas and had to take road trips to Salt Lake City and Cheyenne or San Francisco, just because some of our people don't want to exert the necessary effort of will to pack the moving van.
The whole purpose of reducing our operational area to something manageable would be defeated.
Just as we need communities of racially conscious white people living within half an hour's drive of one another, we need every place in the homeland itself to be within a long day's drive maximum.
Now, when the balloon finally goes up, I personally would like to glom onto as much territory as possible.
If we are in some kind of situation whereby we can acquire Northern California and Utah and Wyoming or whatever, great.
That's the way it worked out in my novels.
But we don't know exactly how and when and in what circumstances the inevitable breakup of the United States is going to occur.
Until we have a little more information in that area, the Northwest Front has to keep to the present three and a half states.
God knows they're going to be hard enough to work with.
Okay, last week I ran really long and I forgot to include Gretchen the Librarian's clip, for which I do apologize, and I told her I'd make sure she got on this week.
Gretchen the Librarian's clip Good evening, comrades.
You know, the review that I did recently, Cogs in the Wheel, made me think of something.
A few years ago, someone introduced me to a quiz that had been on the internet where you have to add a bunch of numbers and you have to answer some odd questions and then you get kind of clustered and then you're asked to think of a color and a tool and the vast majority of people think of red hammer and I thought that was potentially significant because certainly the color red and hammer make me think of communism.
Now I know the communists had Both the hammer and the sickle on their flag, but they put far more emphasis on industry than they did on agriculture.
So I think that's why the hammer has become more the symbol in the public mind or the popular mind.
What I thought of after thinking about this is I thought of the film The Hitler Young Quecks.
When there's this young man and he lives in Berlin and it's the 1930s.
And at that time in Berlin, everyone was either a communist or a national socialist.
I contemplated that, and I said, well, you know, in today's world, most people, at least in the West, and, well, not even in the former Soviet Union, most people these days would not identify as communists.
However, most people do have this image in their mind of the Red Hammer, and so I was thinking, well, why might that be?
And I think it's because most people have a materialistic worldview.
So even though they might not be communists in the specific sense, or in the sense of worship of Lenin, or they were young pioneers, or anything like that, I still think there's a reason they think Red Hammer when they're kind of caught off guard.
I was on a nationalist forum, and most of us there that took the quiz, none of us thought of Red Hammer.
We all thought of something else.
And I think that's because on forums like e-nationalist...
Obviously the people there, our minds are not under control, and therefore we do not automatically go to the thought patterns that most people automatically go to.
I thought that was really just an interesting little test.
And, you know, I mentioned this to someone, and I said, no, it's just because hammer is the only tool most people know about, and red's an easy color to identify, and I don't know if I agree with that.
I think it is significant, and I think that I would characterize our worldview as organic rather than economic.
I just thought I'd mention that as an extension of what I was talking about last time.
I think there are these little tells, and I think that's what happened to Winston in 1984.
Unfortunately, that was why he got caught.
I would almost say be careful, but I think it's hard to be that careful.
So I just thought that was something that I would share with you.
So thank you for listening.
Thank you.
As I mentioned earlier, this is the Glorious Twelfth, which is a Protestant national holiday in Northern Ireland.
It's the beginning of what they call the marching season, which is when all of the orange lodges get together and they march down the street in their umbrellas and their bowler hats and their sashes and their flute bands, and they basically invade the Roman Catholic neighborhoods and start fights and throw rocks and sometimes set fire to houses and jolly good fun like that.
Sometimes we do tend to forget that there are two sides to the Irish thing.
I think that's because the Fenians sing so much better.
Sorry, lads, but it's true.
But the Protestants do sing after a fashion, and they even have their own distinctive musical traditions in the form of the orange flute bands, which we'll be hearing in a bit.
Right now, we're going to hear what is probably the ultimate orange song, the Sash My Father Wore, with a special emphasis on a visit to Glasgow to support the Protestant Rangers football team, as opposed to the Irish Celtics or Celtics, and I'm still not quite sure how they pronounce that in Glasgow as regards the football team.
But anyway, a lot of people don't get that at least some of the Irish troubles are also tied in with football, or soccer as we would call it over here.
You need to imagine this song being belted out in a pub somewhere in the Gorbals in Glasgow by about 50 huge tattooed drunks who came over on the ferry from Belfast that morning, started drinking on the boat, and who haven't been sober since, and who have been roaming around the city all day long starting fights and smashing things.
And this is the night before the game.
Anyway, this is the Sash My Father Wore.
Sash My Father Wore
July in the sass my father roared This old party is beautiful In its colour set of fine In the small and caring orchard In the scurrying and the boy My father roared in person In the diagnosed years of yore So
on the twelve my friendly wind The sass my father roared So here I am in Glasgow town You boys and girls to see And I hope in good old oaring style That you all will welcome me A true blue blade that's just arrived From the good
old Ulster shore And on the twelfth day of July In the sass my father roared It's old party is beautiful With the sass my father roared It was born and dairy orchard In the scurrying and the boy My father roared in
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You remember the notorious Dream Act that Congress has repeatedly refused to give to Barack Hussein Obama?
The law that was going to effectively legalize all illegal aliens by legalizing the ones who are going to school here or who snuck into the military, thus making them anchor babies who can then legalize all their uncles and cousins and mamacitas and bambinos?
Well, he finally got tired of waiting, so he just took it.
The Washington Times reports, bowing to pressure from immigrant rights activists, the Obama administration said Thursday that it will halt deportation proceedings on a case-by-case basis against illegal immigrants who meet certain criteria, such as attending school, having family in the military, or having primary responsibility for other family members' care.
The move marks a major step for President Obama, who for months has said he does not have broad categorical authority to halt deportations and said he must follow the laws as Congress has written them.
But in letters to Congress on Thursday, Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano said she does have discretion to focus on priorities and that her department and the Justice Department will review all ongoing cases to see who meets the new criteria.
The move won immediate praise from Hispanic activists and Democrats who had strenuously argued with the administration that it did have authority to take these actions and said as long as Congress is deadlocked on the issue, it was up to Mr. Obama to act.
Okay, now let's think about that last sentence.
So long as Congress, for whatever reason, refuses to produce a desired result for some pressure group, the President of the United States is just supposed to give it to them anyway.
Sounds nice.
Trouble is, that kind of thing is largely what the entire U.S. Constitution was drafted by the Founding Fathers in order to prevent.
The exercise of arbitrary power by the President.
Ever hear of checks and balances?
The President of the United States is not supposed to make policy and implement policy all on his own.
The exact constitutional phrase is that he is to seek the advice and consent of Congress.
For a bongo to do something like this is in fact an impeachable offense, but I don't think we need to hold our breath for the trial.
The goal of the Democrats is clear.
Legalize the 30 million illegal aliens in this country so that they can not only vote Democrat, but bring in their cousins and uncles and bambinos from all over the third world to vote Democrat, thus giving perpetual power to the Democratic Party and effectively creating a one-party state similar to the way the PRI ruled Mexico for 70 years.
Sounds bad, eh?
Gee, I guess we all better call Rush Limbaugh and complain.
Thank you.
I don't know how many of you are familiar with the list known as Daily Effects of White Privilege that is commonly required reading on many college campuses as the white students are taught their usual shame and self-hatred.
This is a list of several reasons why white people have it so good and includes things such as I can, if I wish, arrange to be in the company of people of my race most of the time, and If I should need to move, I can be pretty sure of renting or purchasing housing in an area which I can afford and in which I would want to live.
Let's just look at those two points.
First, it's not always easy to arrange to spend time only in the company of other whites when the white population is shrinking the way it is.
And regarding white neighborhoods, those are also rare.
People who are not white or not racially aware might assume that all white people can afford to live in the best and safest neighborhoods, but this is not always the case, with job scarcity and affirmative action policies driving down white income potential.
The author also claims, I think we all know that's not true.
With the Jewish media going to extremes to have diversity represented in advertisements, movies, and publications, there is always the obligatory mixed-race couple or white person who is obviously not purely white.
Another supposed part of white privilege is when I am told about our national heritage or about civilization, I am shown that people of my color made it what it is.
Actually, we all know that what we're really told is how the evil white man was responsible for the genocide of the Indians and the Jews and the slavery of blacks.
And as for being sure that one's children will be given curricular materials that testify to the existence of their race or being able to protect your children most of the time from people who might not like them, what do you think happens to racially aware parents all the time who try these very things?
The stories you hear of forced sensitivity training or of children being taken away from parents who profess racial awareness are not fictional.
Our children are taught never to express any pride in their race, and also that it is never allowed to ask why this must be so.
Other signs of white privilege that never seem to happen for us include: I can criticize our government and talk about how much I fear its policies We all know how the rest of the world sees us for doing just that.
But perhaps the greatest lie about white privilege is this one.
The only white people who are welcomed and normal today are those who have been taught to defile and degrade their own heritage, Who openly say they wish they were not white, or who do anything they possibly can to prove to themselves and the rest of the world that they are not an evil racist.
In reality, white people often fear for their safety when around non-whites, and know that even in times when they can defend themselves, to do so will mean a lifetime of being branded a criminal or a hate monger.
Our history is distorted, our race is mocked and degraded, and we are passed over in the workplace and schools in favor of less qualified and more problematic non-white applicants.
Being white today can be seen as more of a curse than a privilege, which is why I'm grateful for the support and companionship of listeners like you.
Music by Ben Thede Thank you.
Okay, now we've got a piece from Jason in Oklahoma.
Some of you may remember him from a couple months ago.
I've been working on what looks to become a three-part submission to Radio Free Northwest.
And in this first of the three, I want to begin by discussing what I see as the biggest gap in our rhetoric and our battle for racial survival.
And that is the continuing failure of white patriots to spread the knowledge of the origin of the word racism and the circumstances and purpose behind its creation.
As some of us have observed, the accusation of racism and the fostering of white people's fear of it have been the central means used over the last 60 years to delegitimize white history, culture, and civilization and thereby mentally and emotionally subjugate our people in almost every single one of our nations.
Through the unceasing use of racism propaganda in our media, universities, workplaces, and legal systems, white people have been conditioned to fear being called or thought of as racist more than any other social stigma.
It's undeniable that our enemies have been extremely effective in using the conceptual beating sticks of racism and anti-Semitism to collectively turn the greatest conquering race in the history of the world into a pack of frightened, cowering, We whites are so beaten down mentally and emotionally by never-ending accusations of racism.
That when each new one arises, most of us roll over on our sides and whimper pathetically to avoid the application of the stick again, all while non-whites across our civilization flood our lands to systematically rob us of everything we have.
It is long past time that we nullified this bullshit once and for all.
Now, the only real way to do this is the same way in which we will achieve ultimate victory, and that is to stop running.
Whites must stop running from being called racist and instead learn how to turn and counterattack.
And we must mentally arm one another with the correct understanding of this word to replace the anti-white associations which the Jews have assigned it.
Although the racism stick still works, white tolerance of it is wearing very thin.
If we can be successful in delivering a new understanding of the word to enough of our fellow whites, I predict we will be stunned at how quickly our people's general perceptions and attitudes will shift and begin to cascade in our favor.
The first step is to dramatically increase the number of our people who have the knowledge of racism's origin and the purpose of the word's creation.
Not one in a thousand white people knows this when every single white person needs to, because whites are the direct targets of this word.
The word did not just arise through random chants and the unguided permutations of an evolving language.
It was created at a specific time, in a specific place, by identifiably anti-white agents for a malicious purpose.
We have known the details of the beginning of racism propaganda for quite a while now, but we have done next to nothing with it.
We do not seem to have spread the knowledge very widely at all and I think that is because white racial advocates have spectacularly failed to understand the central importance and incredible usefulness of this revelation.
The knowledge was delivered to us in 1999 by Sam Francis, a brilliant former writer for the Washington Times, who was a frequent contributor to American Renaissance and a speaker at their conferences when he was alive.
Sam Francis sought to find the first public use of the word racism in the English language.
It had to have a recent origin, since the American Founding Fathers knew of no such word.
Neither was it known in Europe or anywhere else in our civilization until the 20th century.
Francis wrote about his findings in his article, The Origins of Racism, The Curious Beginnings of a Useless Word, which was originally published in the May 99 issue of American Renaissance.
This is the best thing I ever learned from Jared Taylor's publication, and finding Francis' article online is simple.
Just enter the words Francis, Racism, and Useless into any web browser, and it will be right at the top of your results.
This article is also contained in Sam Francis' book, Essential Writings on Race, which was published after his death by his friend Mr. Taylor in 2007.
Francis tracks the first widespread public use of the word to 1930s Germany and a man by the name of Magnus Hirschfeld and his book of the same title, Racism, which was written in 1933 and 34. Magnus Hirschfeld was a homosexual, a communist, and a Jew, or what can be thought of as a triple outsider in German society of that time, and he readily displays the mentality of the outsider in his book.
He was an early sexologist, like the American homosexual pervert sex researcher Alfred Kinsey, and just like Kinsey, had the aim of making abnormal sexual appetites of all kinds, but especially homosexuality, acceptable to the social mainstream in Western nations.
It is clear that Hirschfeld's work was an attempt to force open for his quote-unquote kind the society that held him as an outcast due to his race, his politics, and his perversions.
Hirschfeld died in 1935, and his work seems not to have been published in Germany, although Francis tells us that it was published in 1938 in Great Britain after it was translated into English by British citizens Eden and Cedar Paul, who were husband and wife and worked as a team in translating numerous books written in many languages.
They can be found on Wikipedia, and you should look them up.
Eden, like the garden, cedar, like the tree, and Paul, as in Bunyan.
Wikipedia reveals that they were both lifetime socialists and members of several leftist parties.
The entry for Eden Paul says he officially joined the Communist Party of Great Britain.
The entry for his wife Cedar Paul reveals that the two of them, in addition to translating Hirschfeld's book Racism, also edited it, presumably to put it in a form appropriate for publication.
This raises the question of who it was that labored to get Hirschfeld's unfinished and unpublished work into their hands for dissemination.
And it suggests this husband and wife team clearly served a vital role in what used to be called, with perfect descriptive accuracy, the international communist conspiracy, and that they used their translation skills to disseminate communist thought throughout the world.
Eden and Cedar Paul translated many political tracks by such communist heavy hitters as Leon Trotsky, Stalin, Bukharin, Lenin, and Rosa Luxemburg, as well as an entire laundry list of lesser-known socialist and communist writers.
It is absolutely clear that their life's work was not just translation for the spread of knowledge, but more specifically, translation to further the spread of communism.
This role of theirs would have been well known among the higher echelons of control within the international apparatus of communist cells and networks.
And it is really no surprise that Hirschfeld's pivotal work made its way to these two.
But after uncovering these historical actors, Curiously, Francis doesn't draw the obvious conclusions, and he avoids pointing the fingers in the natural directions.
Some of his language toward the end of his article is very subtle, and I think a careful reading shows us that he actually does know what it all really means.
But Sam Francis always was the type of white activist, like his friend Taylor, who self-consciously bends over backward to avoid naming the Jew.
Ultimately, he ducks the real conclusions to be drawn from the history of racism's creation, and proceeds to the matter of its use in language and culture.
He writes, So we see that Francis knows full well that the word's only
significance is not linguistic.
Rather, it is purely political.
This point is really quite unarguable.
Francis has another point about the word's uselessness, however, and adds that racism, quote, has been so defined and loaded with meanings the left wants it to have that it cannot now be used by the supporters of white racial consciousness for any constructive purpose.
Anyone who uses the term to describe himself or his own views has already allowed himself to be maneuvered onto his opponent's ground and has already lost the debate.
He may try to define the word differently, but he will need to spend most of his time explaining that he does not mean by it what everyone else means.
As to this second point, I used to agree with this assessment that the word is essentially useless to white advocates for our own arguments.
But I have recently done a complete 180 on this, and there will be more on that in the second installment.
But I will say now that Francis' only real failing in this article is the very one that leads him directly to this erroneous conclusion, and that is his decision to talk in a milquetoast and vague way about, quote, the left.
and thereby avoid a more pointed and accurate accusation against the mainly Jewish, communist, revolutionary agents behind the scenes.
However, despite Francis' unwillingness to go the distance in his analysis, he must be given full credit for this extremely important reveal.
He has shown us the precise way in which this mental pathogen was introduced into the white host and how it gained its currency in our language across the broader spectrum of white civilization.
If Sam Francis showed how the word was widely introduced, sources elsewhere suggest that it was one of the biggest names in Bolshevism, the Jew Leon Trotsky, who actually originated the word.
Annette's search reveals that Trotsky used the word racist in some of his writings at least as far back as 1930.
And indeed, it is known that Trotsky was well aware of the revolutionary potential inherent in racial conflict.
Developing concepts for organizing America's blacks for revolution was a major focus of Trotsky's ideological work in the 1920s, so it seems a good bet that this blood-soaked murderer, along with one or more of his close compatriots, was the true originator of the word racism.
So the international communist Jew, Leon Trotsky, creates the concept in the word, and the international communist Jew, Magnus Hirschfeld, fleshes out the concept into a book titled with, and obviously designed to unveil the magic word, and the international communist agents, Eden and Cedar Paul, spread the word, translating it into English to achieve the widest possible penetration into the white nations of the West for the shiny new propaganda.
It may sound like the tagline to some bad Cold War Hollywood B-movie script, but the truth of the matter is that racism is a propaganda creation of the well-documented and very real international communist conspiracy of the mid-20th century.
Of course, the thing that you and I understand is that communism is, in almost all essentials, a specifically Jewish creation.
Communism has always been lousy with Jews, and Jews everywhere are lousy with communism.
After World War II, Jews began to exercise what amounted to near-monopoly control over publishing and communications media in white nations.
So, with our ancient enemy's fabrication of the Holocaust hoax placed into the context of this powerful new Jewish propaganda concept of racism, the deadly mental sickness of white guilt, which has always been with us at low levels, was efficiently nurtured into full bloom and spread throughout our civilization.
In retrospect, the strategy becomes crystal clear.
It was always to find an ideological weapon that could be used to delegitimize nearly everything about whites in the West to destroy our collective strength by destroying our sense of moral superiority that flowed directly from our clear civilizational superiority.
The need was to shift the moral high ground and therefore the social advantage to the outsider, the alien, the quote-unquote victims of white racism.
And that meant, above all else, the result would be a shifting of the social and political advantage to communist Jews, who have long considered themselves to be the conscience of the world in their role as history's biggest, quote, victims and most persecuted minority, don't you know?
Oy vey, we're so persecuted for just no reason.
After this analysis, each of us should be able to see that the following is an entirely proper characterization of the word: that racism is nothing more than Jewish communist propaganda designed to get whites to give up control of our own nations without a fight.
Racism was intended as the means to vilify and abuse whites to And it has worked just as our enemy intended.
In my opinion, as a conceptual tool for societal and national subversion, the creation of racism surpasses anything the world has ever seen before.
This is how it went down.
This is how they did it.
And we've let them get away with it.
Scot-free.
So far, that is.
Next time I'm going to talk about how to actually use this knowledge effectively, because God knows we haven't done so yet.
I'll also present strategies to create conceptual resistance to this word that we can use to help our friends and families escape the mental and emotional straitjacket that racism propaganda has put on so many white minds.
And I'll explain how the propaganda of racism does have an intuitive basis, one which explains its widespread acceptance in our culture, but that it is a basis which actually allows us to co-opt the word and use it for our own purposes if only we will stop running from it.
I mentioned earlier that the Ulster Protestants of Northern Ireland do have their own musical traditions, even if they don't sing as well, and they're not as poetic as the Green Irish, and that a lot of that tradition involves their fruit bands.
Every year, on July the 12th, which is the anniversary of the Battle of the Boyne in 1690, and running through August the 12th, the Apprentice Boys of Derry Day, which is the official marching season in the north, the Orange Lodges get together with their flute bands and their lambegs, and they conduct these, to us, strange-looking marches into the nationalist or Roman Catholic neighborhoods.
With old men in bowler hats and umbrellas leading the parade to commemorate the original Ulster Volunteer Force of Sir Edward Carson back in 1912.
They do this basically for the purpose of showing dominance and spitting in the Catholics' faces and starting fights, a few of which every year usually end up in arson and murder.
I haven't been able to get hold of any really good lambeg pieces.
That's the drums.
Especially since Google put whatever block they've got on stripping the soundtracks from YouTube videos, and I can't use YouTube as a source for music anymore until somebody finds a way to get around that.
I'd really like for you to hear some lamb bags.
It has a very distinctive thundering sound that you never forget once you hear it.
But here's the Pride of Whitehall flute band, with a medley of pieces, starting out with one called Southdown Militia.
Southdown Militia
Thank you.
Okay, quick comment.
I actually looked up the C word with reference to the Glasgow Rangers' arch rivals.
I know that there is a big kerfuffle in the movement over whether or not you're supposed to say...
Celtic or Celtic?
Well, according to the BBC, as far as sports teams go anyway, both Glasgow and Boston, it's Celtics.
Basically, in Glasgow, the Rangers are the Protestant Orange Team and the Celtics are the Catholic Green Team.
They and their respective hooligans have been bashing each other's skulls since 1887.
Together, the two are known as the Old Firm.
Okay, a few recaps on the housekeeping comments I made last week, which nobody seems to have paid any attention to.
Swear to God, I sometimes genuinely wonder if anyone ever pays any attention at all to anything I say on here.
Okay, I'm continuing to get thousand-word emails, although a couple of guys have now substituted thousand-word comments in the Homeland blog section, which is a much better arrangement because that way you can actually get responses from other white nationalists rather than let these things sit in my email queue for weeks on end before I actually get a chance to read them, never mind respond to them.
I'm going to have to start monitoring these comments a lot more closely than I have been to make sure that you guys don't start screaming abuse at one another, which generally happens pretty quickly with us, and also to make sure that you stay off religion, which is a topic that keeps popping up and which we need to avoid.
However, basically, I continue to be overwhelmed with hundreds of emails every day, many of which are along the lines of, hurl, hurl, you must drop everything at once and you must immediately glue your attention to me, me, me!
Now, while I'm on the subject, there is something I need to make clear to you folks out there who are involved in any actual regular contact with me or the NF.
Something has indeed.
Come up.
And considering that we are in an election year and probably counting down to an Israeli attack on Iran, which may well end up destroying civilization, this is the worst possible time for me to be diverted from events like this.
But I have to do this.
And it is going to take an increasingly large slice of my time for the next five or six months.
Time that I am going to have to take away from you.
I have to finish the fifth and last Northwest novel, Freedom's Sons.
The novel is supposed to consist of five parts or sections which cover the first 50 years of the Northwest Republic's existence and deal with all of the various problems that we will face in building a new nation.
I've already completed the first three of these sections, at least in a kind of draft form, and the prologue on the Battle of Portland, as well as the first two sections, I've already published as Freedom's Sons, Volume 1. This first part of the book deals with the first year after Northwest independence and also with the war waged by the United States of America 12 years later to try and reconquer the Northwest.
This is where I deal with all these moronic objections about how, oh no, we can never have our own country because if we try, the United States will just nuke us.
Oh no, nuke us!
Hell no, it's so horrible!
Anyway, someone once said that any novel that doesn't take at least two years of the author's life to write isn't worth reading.
I began Freedom's Sons on Thanksgiving weekend of 2010, and I want to have a final and complete draft finished by Thanksgiving of this year.
This means I need to get my ass in gear.
I finally made a serious beginning on Section 4 this weekend.
I've got about 6,000 words on paper.
Well, on disc.
In order to accomplish this, I had to more or less shut down everything else last weekend.
The distasteful fact of the matter is that I am getting older and I am slowing down, and I can no longer sit down at a typewriter or a computer terminal and rip out 25 pages of fiction or a 2,000 word article or email at a single burst like I could 20 years ago, or even 10 years ago.
I have to sit down, have a nice cup of tea, Clear my mind and ravel up my concentration.
When I wrote The Brigade in 2006 and 2007, I was able to use the Stephen King method, which is sit down in the morning, knock out 3,000 words or so on your word counter, and then you move on to other things for the rest of the day.
But in 2006 and 2007, I wasn't doing a weekly podcast and weekly video and dealing with the volume of incoming email and paper correspondence and crap I'm dealing with now.
And there wasn't as much...
How can I put this?
There wasn't nearly as much aggravation caused by people in various ways.
Unintentional, to be sure, but there it is.
I won't continue down that road, but here's the upshot.
For the next four and a half months or thereabouts, at least once a week...
I am going to have to essentially pull the plug on all of you for at least two consecutive days every week, most likely on a weekend.
Now by that I mean I will pretty much go dark.
I will not even so much as look at my incoming email box.
Because if I see the damn things on the screen, I'm going to start opening them and reading them and answering them, and two or three will be screaming at me to drop everything immediately and pay attention to them, them, them.
And before I know it, that's half a day or maybe even a whole day gone, and my concentration for writing has been completely shattered.
No postal mail pickup.
Phone calls will go right to voicemail.
For the next four and a half months, I am going to be regularly disappearing for several days at a time at least once a week.
And in case the FBI get any idea about abducting me on a weekend and rendering me to a secret CIA prison in Bulgaria or something, yes, we do have an emergency broadcast system, and at least once per day I will let the people who need to know know that I'm still alive and okay.
Just wanted to let you guys know that, no, I'm not giving up if I stay silent for a couple of days.
No, I haven't cut and run and fled to Cancun to lie around the beach or run around Walmarts like Bill White.
No, I have not been abducted by aliens.
Nothing like that.
You will still get your Radio Free Northwest every week, and I will shoot for one video per week minimum, although that's pretty much up to the Colonel House Academy for the Cinematic Arts.
I know we also have a lot of people coming in on scouting trips in July, and so no, I'm not going to duck you.
You'll get your FaceTime with Harold.
But overall, my personal response to your emails and other contacts will be even less than it has been.
Which I know isn't going to make a lot of people happy and which will cause a lot of rumors to start flying.
Which I know isn't going to make a lot of people happy and which will cause a lot of rumors to start flying.
I figured I'd better give you guys a heads up as to what's going on.
And yeah, like I said, this is definitely not a good time for me to be out of commission for half the week, but what can I tell you?
I have to finish this novel.
And yes, it will be the last.
This time, I really am all NVA'd out.
Sherlock Holmes stays dead, and if I do any more writing, I'm going back to medieval murder mysteries.
Well over a year ago, I did a musical feature on the Jacobites of the 17th and 18th centuries, the rebels who fought for the House of Stuart, Bonnie Prince Charlie, so forth and so on, and I won't rehash all that, but part of the Jacobite thing had a very important historical influence on Ireland, especially Northern Ireland.
In 1688, England's Protestant upper and middle classes overthrew King James II, who was a Roman Catholic, and James spent some years thereafter attempting to regain the throne, including several invasions of Ireland.
On April 18, 1689, a Roman Catholic army, commanded by King James himself, attacked the city at the mouth of the River Foyle in Northern Ireland, which to this day is called Derry, if you're a Catholic, and Londonderry, if you're a Protestant.
There was a Protestant governor named Lundy who was a bit of a nervous nelly and who wanted to surrender, but thirteen young apprentice boys stole the keys to the city gates and locked them, hence the name of the second major orange group in the province, the Apprentice Boys.
To this day, the worst thing a Northern Irish Protestant can be called is a Lundy, implying a waverer and a coward.
The city stood a three-month siege until they were relieved by the Royal Navy in July, during which 8,000 out of a total population of 30,000 or so people died.
So, all this may sound very quaint and cute, but please bear in mind that in Ireland, white men are still slaughtering each other over this crap, even while their country is rapidly becoming a colony of Nigeria.
There's a kind of joke that you'll hear sometimes if you're on a British Airways or Aer Lingus jet coming into Alder Grove Airport in Belfast.
If the pilot is feeling especially waggish, he'll say, we're now beginning our descent into Belfast.
Please remember to set your clocks and watches back 300 years.
Anyway, this is an orange song called Derry's Walls.
Derry's Walls
We white nationalists come in many different versions.
National socialist, Odinist, Christian identity, ordinary Christian fundamentalist, militia and sovereign citizen types, you know all the variations, I'm sure.
But one factor that we all share is that we are part of a tiny persecuted minority, and I'm dead serious about that.
Anyone who doubts that racially conscious white people are persecuted should try making a few derogatory comments about blacks or Jews in public, especially in his workplace, and see how fast the hammer comes down.
We can be legally fired from our jobs, denied employment, denied college admission, or expelled from university.
We can be denied housing or evicted from our homes.
We can have our children torn away from us by the law and given to lefty scum to be raised as liberals and perverts.
We can be arrested and sent to prison for something we post on the internet that some federal official doesn't like.
And we can even be murdered like Jeff Hughes, without anything at all being done about it.
Down through the years, I have seen every one of these things happen to people I know.
Only we are subject to so-called hate crime laws.
We are indeed the last minority in the Western world who are persecuted and denied the equal protection of the law as a matter of intentional, legal, and political policy.
In Europe, we are persecuted and imprisoned by statute law for our very thoughts, for the crime of existing.
Like I said, we are a persecuted minority.
Now, every other persecuted minority in history has survived its times of persecution by huddling together and finding strength and safety in numbers, by living together in communities, sometimes fortified communities like the medieval Jewish ghettos, which, by the by, were places where the Jews voluntarily settled and confined themselves, very seldom neighborhoods where they were forced to live by local law.
We saw this in the early years of this country's existence when immigrant groups clustered together in the same neighborhoods in New York and Boston and Chicago and everywhere.
Irish, Polish, Jewish, German and Scandinavian and Chinese neighborhoods.
Today, there are massive Iranian communities in Atlanta, Iraqis in El Cajon, California and Detroit, Armenians in Fresno, Palestinians in Detroit and New Jersey.
Israelis in Los Angeles and don't even let's get into modern-day New York where dozens of nationalities from Dominicans to Bangladeshis and Russian Jews to Somalis and Hondurans and Georgians each have their own turf.
Every other persecuted or even unpersecuted minority in history has banded together to resist the superior power and numbers of the majority and its government and to preserve their own identity.
So, riddle me this: why don't white people do that?
For almost ten years now, I've been advocating the independence of a sovereign homeland for white people here in the Pacific Northwest.
And I've been pleading for racially conscious white people to come home physically to the Northwest homeland.
But not just that.
I ask them to come to specific communities and live and make their lives within half an hour's drive of one another.
So that there will be some kind of safety net and some kind of support system for our people in every sense of the word.
Indeed, I view one of the primary tests of the Northwest Front as being the creation of such primary settlement areas where we can have first three or four, then half a dozen, then a dozen, then twenty, thirty or more racially aware white families and individuals living within half an hour's drive from each other.
Where we can be all for one and one for all, which is how persecuted minorities continue to exist despite the efforts of the ruling powers to eradicate them.
Imagine a whole neighborhood full of our people, a small suburb or town off I-5, where we could elect mayors and aldermen.
Yeah, I know I've expressed skepticism about that kind of thing in the past as a be-all and end-all.
Because, in the first place, it's just not possible to build a real Beaver Cleaverville, and in the second place, it's going to take a lot more than that to secure the existence of our people and the future for white children.
But, as part of an overall independence strategy building up to revolution, there's no reason on earth why white nationalist neighborhoods at least shouldn't be feasible.
Mexicans and Somalis and Ukrainians do it all the time.
I just don't understand why we can't, or won't.
There are enough of us out there now to change the demographics of three and a half northwestern states if we can just get your asses here.
And then once word gets out that there's a crowd for our people to hide in, millions more whites will follow.
Remember what I said earlier about a very low tipping point for such projects?
Yes, it could be done.
Having all of our people move into communities half an hour's drive from one another so that we won't be alone and isolated anymore makes absolute and total sense, so much so that I am by no means the first person to propose such a thing.
But no one has ever been able to make it fly until now, when we're finally starting to see a few tiny buds of success, but it's still going as slow as molasses in wintertime.
This should have been done decades ago.
Why wasn't it?
What the hell is wrong with us?
Everyone tells me how they love my Northwest novels, but those are fiction.
In the real world, it's like pulling teeth to get people up here, even for a scouting trip.
Why, for God's sake?
I've heard all the excuses until my ears are blue in the face, if you'll pardon the mixed metaphor.
I can't save enough money.
My car is all clapped out and needs a new transmission, Harold.
I gotta finish this one course, and I gotta finish so many years of college, but of course, you don't have any colleges or technical schools at all in the Northwest, so I just can't possibly go to school there.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm stuck taking care of the old folks.
I can't leave Meemaw and Pawpaw.
I'm scared I can't sell my house for what I put into it.
My mortgage is underwater, Harold.
I'm scared I can't get a job up there.
I'm scared the FBI will find out and I'll get in trouble!
Yeah, yada, yada, yada, and on and on and on.
Jesus Christ on a raft.
God, I'm sick of offering you people the one way in which we can possibly save our whole species and civilization from literal physical extinction, as in ceasing to exist at all, and being told in a more or less polite whine all the reasons why it can't be done, or at least why you can't possibly do it, and it's just got to be somebody else.
Now, for a long time, I thought it was my fault that somehow I just wasn't finding the right approach or the right words in order to convey to you some sense of urgency about all this.
But as the years go by and my words keep on going in one ear and out the other, I'm really starting to wonder if there might not be some kind of deep psychological weakness or syndrome in modern white people other than the several mental and emotional handicaps and pathologies we already know we have.
I mean over and above laziness and cowardice and the American sense of entitlement that refuses to come home until we can get a guarantee that we will be given things for free.
I'm not kidding.
Apparently, freedom itself isn't enough.
We have to give out free goodies as well, like we were used car salesmen.
But, you know, I'm starting to think that maybe even if we could offer guaranteed employment...
And moving services and cheap housing with no risk, that still wouldn't be enough for some of you to come home.
No, there's something else.
Some other reason behind our apparently deranged refusal to carry out such a simple, basic, and perfectly feasible plan to secure our futures and improve our lives.
And whatever it is, it's something bad and ugly.
Well, that's us.
21st century white boys are carrying around a lot of bad and ugly baggage.
Okay, I'll tell you what.
I'm going to stop here, because while I have some theories about what's going on, I have sense enough to realize that for me to articulate them would not be, uh, helpful, shall we say.
What I will tell you guys is this.
This Northwest migration is something that has to happen.
It is a matter of overwhelming historical urgency, and it trumps and overrides all other considerations.
I'm not really concerned with your money problems.
I'm not worried about your paranoid fears.
I don't really care whatever weird crap is going on in your minds.
I need you to answer the call of history and step up to the plate.
I need you to come home.
Now, all these excuses you've been giving me, lay them aside.
They don't matter.
Get your ass here.
Now, while you're dawdling out there, I need you to at least bust your butt getting the northwestfront.org internet address before as many white people as possible.
Now, we're starting to break about 5,000 unique visitors every week now, but that has to go up and up and up.
You know all those characters in my Northwest novels that you love so much, like Zach Hatfield and Cody Brock and Nightshade and Shane and Rooney and Oscar and so on?
Well, they're not just fiction.
They're all out there in real life, or in real life equivalents.
But they're not here, and they're not working with the Northwest Front yet.
Why?
Because they don't know we're here yet.
Guys, we can put up the best website in the world and I can do a podcast that puts Rush Limbaugh in the shade five times a week if I want.
And none of it will make a damned bit of difference if no one sees the website and no one hears my voice.
If I can't persuade you to start packing the moving van and come home, then for Christ's sake, at least start posting Northwestfront.org and the URLs for Radio Free Northwest broadcasts anywhere and everywhere a white man, woman, or child might see it.
I cannot do this without you.
Well, our time is up now, 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.