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Dec. 5, 2013 - 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 bikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
For the bikes 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, 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.
With your bike upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon Out from many a mud wall Cabin eyes were watching Through the night Many a manly chest was throbbing For the blessed warning 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 blaze were fleshing out Raising all the blue Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's December the 5th, 2013.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Housekeeping stuff first.
I'd like to begin this episode of Radio Free Northwest by welcoming home yet another new comrade who has taken the gap, this time to Montana.
He's just getting settled in now, and so I won't talk too much about him, but he has immense potential for the Republic, which I hope to see fulfilled.
One thing I need to mention for new migrants, when you first arrive in the Northwest homeland, your main task is to settle in, get yourself housed, get yourself employed, and get yourself functional in society.
There is no need or obligation to go charging out into the street, tossing leaflets and business cards about willy-nilly.
There's no reason to find the nearest television camera to leap in front of, yelling nigger, nigger, nigger.
Nor do we expect that of you.
We don't need any more Craig Cobbs.
What we're trying to build here is a responsible team effort by adults to bring about change, not the usual movement zoo.
That being said, I have to say that we are in fact starting to show some signs of movement, small m, on the migration front.
It's happening, guys.
No kidding.
We've brought a number of new people to the homeland over the past year.
Now, what's kind of surprising is the number of new migrants who have chosen to arrive in the homeland in the dead of winter, which can be pretty intense in places like Montana and the inland northwest around Spokane, Coeur d 'Alene, places like that.
Sometimes people ask me, when is the best time to do all this?
I personally recommend that you make your scouting trip in the late summer.
Or early autumn, which is frankly the nicest time of the year in the homeland, especially out here on the coast.
Then, make your actual migration in the spring around May, when the mountain passes open up on I-5 and I-90, so you don't have to mess around with snow tires and problems with trying to get a trailer up over Grants Pass or Snoqualmie or wherever.
I personally made my 10-day scouting trip to Centralia in October of 2001, and I arrived home in May of 2002.
That way you get about four months of good weather for settling in purposes, but apparently some of you like the cold and the snow.
Cool.
Second housekeeping note.
Guys, my personal email is nwnet, that's N-W-N-E-T, at earthlink.net, and it's much better that you email me directly at that address and not try to get to me through the contact part of the website or the comments section of either of the blogs.
I'm starting to get forgetful in my old age, and sometimes I don't remember to go and clear out the contact section there for some days at a time, for which I apologize, but what can I tell you?
It is what it is.
Now, the first time you email me, you will get an automatic reply back asking you to request to be placed on my authorized receiver list, and you will need to send that back to me.
That's nwnet, n-w-n-e-t, at earthlink.net.
More housekeeping.
We still have a whole new shipment of Northwest Front business cards that we need to get out there into people's hands for distribution.
If you've been around for a while, and I believe you when you say that you'll get these cards out into the community, I will send you a box or two of them.
I would very much prefer that the bulk of these cards be distributed here in the Northwest homeland itself, but in any case, they're here, and I'm at least willing to send you a few samples.
Now, I got a couple of good responses from one of the comments I made last week at the end of the podcast, and I've been asked to amplify on it by several people.
What I said, and what may be a good rule of thumb that will let you know that it is definitely time for you to migrate, is this.
If you can hear them at night, they're too close.
Open your window at night, and if you can hear the booga-booga of negroid voices or the gabble of Spanish, or if you can hear the nigger music and the salsa from their boomboxes and lowriders, they're too close and you are in physical danger.
Get out!
Eventually, one of them will see you coming in or out.
Or they will see your pale face peeking fearfully through the curtains, and the word will get out on the street that there are white people at such and such an address or in such and such an apartment.
To them that means victims.
Then one night, or even in broad daylight, our new black and brown masters will come calling.
They will break in your door and come into your home to steal and to do whatever harm they feel inclined to inflict on anyone they find inside with white skin.
I say again, Listen and look.
If you can see them outside in the daylight, and if you can hear them or their monkey music at night, you are too close and you are in terrible danger.
If you cannot or will not come to the Northwest homeland, then at least get the hell out of that neighborhood.
Especially if you have a family and especially if you have children.
What?
What kind of damned fool are you letting white children live that close to dangerous wild animals who will hurt them in the most terrible possible ways, leaving you heartbroken and in the absence of the NVA with no one to turn to for justice?
Just how stupid are you to live next to a crocodile-infested lake or river and let your kids walk along the bank?
I'll give you an example.
Right now in the state of Michigan, there is a white man named Theodore Wafer, who's 54 years old.
I'd like to say that his life is over, because that would be merciful, but unfortunately it isn't.
Theodore Wafer may still have another 25 years of torture and horror left.
Theodore Wafer made a stupid mistake.
He kept his family in Wayne County, Michigan, way too close to the Bantu stand called Detroit.
Theodore Wafer thought he could continue to live next to the crocodile-infested water.
And then one night about a month ago, in the early morning hours, a drunken, screaming, cursing, nineteen-year-old nigger named Renisha appeared on Wafer's front porch, demanding that he open the door.
She had apparently been driving drunk and wrecked her car, and she was demanding that Wafer let her into his home, where, according to some reports, there were some young white children, although the media is being very cagey about that.
I might add that later on the Sheba was found to have a.218 blood alcohol content, which is something like four times the legal limit.
The animal was screaming threats and demanding to be let in, and then she started smashing a window and climbing into the house, and Mr. Wafer filled her nappy head with buckshot.
He forgot that he is poor and white and male, and in Obama's America he has no right of self-defense, not for his property, not for his family, and not for himself.
Theodore Wafer was required by the iron laws of political correctness to open his door at two in the morning to a screaming, cursing, violent, and abusive drunk because that drunk had a black skin.
Theodore Wafer was required by political correctness to submit humbly and respectfully to whatever that drunken animal decided she wanted to do to his home or anyone in it once she was inside.
He did not.
Theodore Wafer was stupid.
He thought that even in Obama's America he had rights.
He does not.
And now he is going to spend whatever span of life is allotted to him still locked in a cage with these same animals.
He is white and he is old.
I don't know how long he'll last in the Michigan prison system, but it'll be too long.
I have already pointed out on here last week how the dictatorship loves sending elderly white men who can't defend themselves into the monetized prison system.
Theodore Wafer is going into living hell now because he refused to bow down to an ape.
He's done.
Niggers run Detroit and Wayne County, Michigan, and his jury will be majority or all nigger.
The prosecutor won't even have to anonymize them in order to frighten them like the prosecution did in the Bill White case.
If Theodore Wafer tries to cop a plea to avoid a jury full of baboons, the district attorney will be a munkoid and the judge's skin will be the same shitty black as his robe.
Any deal he gets won't save his life.
You have to bear in mind that for a white man of his age, any prison sentence is a death sentence.
What the hell was this man still doing in Detroit?
Why would any sane person live within 500 miles of Detroit?
Detroit is Haiti without the warm tropical climate.
What in God's name was going on in this man's mind?
Whatever it was, he's going to spend the rest of his life paying for being stupid and not getting his ass out of there like the rest of the white population did a generation ago.
I don't care if he had a job making him one of the last employed white people in Detroit.
No job, no home, no family ties, no sentiment is worth what happened to Theodore Wafer.
Theodore Wafer paid the price of believing that in Obama's America he still was somebody and he still had rights.
He isn't and he doesn't, and if you don't get that, then you're going to pay the same price he did.
What will eventually happen to you one way or another if you do not get your ass out of where you are and get up here to the Pacific Northwest where the hell you're supposed to be?
where all white people are supposed to be.
Music
Well, I have just heard that 16 Amish are on trial for a hate crime.
The Amish?
The Amish are pacifists, so what kind of hate could they possibly commit?
The hate crime legislation is designed to attack Christianity so that the bad guys can be the rulers.
As it says in the scriptures, when the man of lawlessness gets to be revealed, then the end will come.
Also on the Rents website I heard two Christians talking about the gun grab that the government is planning.
The canary in the mine is communication.
They will have to shut down all self-prone communication as well as the internet.
They will have to do this at night.
Also another means is they're going to ask the pastors to disarm their congregations.
The East Coast is three time zones away from the West Coast.
In order to hit the West Coast at 12 midnight, They will have to hit the East Coast at 3 a.m.
Since all telephones and the Internet will be closed down, we need to set up radio communication all across the USA.
When they come for the gun grab, it means that you will have to get out of your house, because you will be on their hit list for elimination.
You will have to build a guerrilla encampment away from your house for your cell as soon as possible.
They will be coming with night vision.
You are going to have to get night vision as part of your equipment.
Obama will have to go for the gun grab before the end of his term.
And now we get back to understanding Mein Kampf.
In the beginning chapters, Hitler talks about three British prime ministers, Lloyd George, Baldwin, and Ramsey MacDonald.
He speaks well of Lloyd George and Ramsey MacDonald, saying they understand the working class, but he has not spoke well of Baldwin.
Baldwin was the conservative prime minister, Lloyd George was the liberal prime minister, and a friend of Sir Oswald Mosley.
And Ramsey MacDonald was the Labour Prime Minister that Sir Oswald Moseley was the employment minister of.
Also on every second page, Hitler uses the term bourgeois.
You have to understand that he is appealing through the pages of Mein Kampf to communists.
All of his cabinet members except one were former Marxists.
Now although the French word bourgeois means middle class or business class, when a communist or German National Socialist uses the term bourgeois, it means asshole or fuck you.
Also, when a communist uses the term petty bourgeois or bourgeoisie, he also means assholes or fuck you.
Likewise, when a communist uses the term proletariat, which means farm worker or working class, he means great, super, right on, truthful, down to earth.
If a German National Socialist or an English Communist wants to communicate the words business class to workers, then they will use the term business class.
The French word bourgeois is used to show contempt.
If you thought that Hitler and the National Socialist Party was anti-union and broke the unions, then you got it wrong.
The National Socialists built in Nuremberg the Trade Union Congress building, which was bombed out of existence by the RAF.
The National Socialists came up with the idea of national trade unions, whereby instead of negotiating with individual farmers, the Farm Workers Union would negotiate with the government as to the minimum wage level for farm workers.
Also, another idea of the National Socialists was free school milk.
Because children are the future of the nation, it is therefore the government's job to see to it that children have proper nutrition.
If poor people lack sufficient nutrition, they will not be able to pass the physical to join the military.
Margaret Thatcher not only got the nickname the Iron Maiden, she also got the nickname Milk Thatcher Snatcher, or Milk Snatcher Thatcher.
Conservatives do not support the 14 words.
What they support is the continuation of class warfare.
They consider poor whites in the same category as the Hebrew word for cattle, goyim.
It is because they seek to destroy the unions that they support, the immigration invasion, which is leading to the destruction of civilization.
Consequently, if you vote for the conservatives because you seek an alternative to the treasonous Democrats or treasonous Labor, you will end up voting for the treasonous Republicans or treasonous conservatives.
The only way out for the white working class is to vote for a nationalist party, or if in America, to move to the Northwest and support the Northwest imperative.
The older generation is responsible for the future of their children.
When the older generation fails to do that, then the older generation does not deserve to be respected.
Music by Ben Thede
We got a guy on the list with a historical bent who is really good at digging up old music for the show, including old racial music like that Stephen Foster song I played a while back by Uncle Ned.
This is a song called Old Zip Coon by an artist named Tom Rausch, who seems to have some kind of suicidal death wish for his musical career by performing all these old racial pieces, but hey, more power to him.
At least now we don't have to listen to scratchy old mono 78s from the 1920s.
I love these songs.
They are a reminder that once, almost within living memory, most people in this country thought the way we think.
Possum up a gum treat, cooney on a stump, then over double trouble zip coon will jump.
Oh, oh, zip-a-dudden, dudden, zip-a-dudden day.
Zip-a-dudden, dudden, dudden, dudden day.
Zip-a-dudden, dudden, dudden, zip-a-dudden day.
Zip-a-dudden, dudden, dudden, zip-a-dudden day.
She is in love with me.
It's old Sookie Blueskin.
She is in love with me.
It's old Sookie Blueskin.
She is in love with me.
Went the other afternoon to take a dish of tea.
What do you think now, Sookie Happy Supper?
What do you think now, Sookie Happy Supper?
Why chicken pudding possum here without any butter?
Oh, oh, oh.
Zip-a-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Did you ever see the wild goose sailing on the ocean?
Did you ever see a wild goose sailing on the ocean?
Did you ever see a wild goose sailing on the ocean?
The wild goose motion is a very pretty notion.
Every time the wild goose beckons to the swallow Every time the wild goose beckons to the swallow Every time the wild goose beckons to the swallow You hear him goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo.
Zip-a-dutton-dutton-dutton-dutton-day.
Zip-a-dutton-dutton-dutton-zip-a-dutton-day.
Zip-a-dutton-dutton-dutton-zip-a-dutton-day.
I went down to Sandy Hollow, tell her afternoon.
Went down to Sandy Hollow, tell her afternoon.
Went down to Sandy Hollow, tell her afternoon.
The first men I changed to meet were Old Zip Coon.
Old Zip Coon, he's a natty scholar.
He plays upon the banjo, Cooney in the holler.
Old Zip-a-dutton-dutton-zip-a-dutton-day.
Sippadatundatundatundatunday Sippadatundatundatunday My old missus, she's mad with me.
My old missus, she's mad with me.
Cause I wouldn't go with her into Tennessee.
Massive building barn and put in the potter Resisting and acting.
Oh Zipa da dum-dadum dadum day Cause you heard of the Battle of New Orleans, where old General Jackson did the British beans.
There the Yankee boys do the job so slippery, for they caught so parking hum and rode him up the first.
Oh, Zip-a-Dudden-Dudden, Zip-a-Dudden-Dudden Day.
I had many things to talk about but don't know which come.
So here's a toast to old Zip-a-Dudden before he came to rust.
May he have the pretty girls like the king of old.
He sang his song so many times before he turned to mow.
Oh, Zip-a-Dudden-Dudden, Zip-a-Dudden Day.
Oh, Zip-a-Dudden-Dudden, Dudden-Dudden Day.
evening, comrades.
Tonight I'm going to be discussing Eric Hoffer's The True Believer.
This is a book that's attempting to analyze how mass movements form in terms of individual psychology of the adherent.
And the author is talking about how there's two kinds of people.
There's some people who basically love the present.
And these are people that tend to fear change and they're really your average person.
They might be conservative.
They might even be, according to the author, someone who's more liberal.
But they all love the present.
Now, in the case of liberals, they want to improve on the present.
And in the case of conservatives, they want to keep the present as it is.
But the true believer is somebody who really hates the present and who is frustrated.
And the author goes into why people...
They become frustrated, but essentially the author thinks that frustrated individuals are people who, they're very unhappy with themselves, according to her, and they want to renounce the self.
And they're unhappy for various reasons.
Sometimes it's because they're newly poor.
Sometimes it's because they're frustrated artists.
And the author says there were a lot of artists during the Third Reich that got involved, including of course Hitler himself.
They may be people that are so selfish that they want to renounce the self.
They may simply be sinners who are trying to renounce their sins.
Basically, he says a lot of them are misfits of some sort, as he terms it.
But some of them may be temporary misfits.
They may feel badly about themselves for a while, but after they attain some success, either in the movement or the world, they may leave the movement.
But he says there are some people, such as the object poor, who do not have the luxury of thinking about a mass movement at all.
According to the author, people that get involved in mass movements are so upset with their blemished self that they may become reckless in a way that others are not.
Now he talks about individuals who are active.
And he also talks about intellectuals and says that the intellectual is always something of an individual, but intellectuals are helpful to mass movements because they can get involved in propaganda, which is important for the mass movement.
Now he talks about the difference between an army and people in the mass movement and that the army is basically interested in status quo.
And of course people in the mass movement are trying to segue from some glorious past into a glorious future.
Often people in mass movements are told to deny themselves the pleasures of the present.
Now sometimes if a person comes to a mass movement because they are a sinner, for example, and then they relapse, they may become very angry.
Because they've gone against their beliefs and they feel guilty.
They resent feeling guilty and then get angry.
So that may explain sometimes people in the movement who are trying to reform themselves and can't do it, and then leave the movement.
Now it talks about people who become leaders, and the author says that audacity is important, you have to have a certain fanatical faith, and you have to understand the importance of a close-knit collective.
And then you have to find able lieutenants who are loyal and capable of organizing.
And that leaders have to disregard the opinions of others if they're going to get somewhere in a mass movement.
They have to be practical, but they also have to speak as idealists.
And the author says that followers of a mass movement are basically submissive, even when they seem rowdy.
Now the Reuner contrasts the citizens of free states from those in mass movement societies by saying that those in free states are, because they love the present, they're interested in what might be termed the American dream.
They want to do well for themselves.
They want money and esteem.
And when people of a mass movement look at this, they tend to see such societies as lacking a certain direction.
They tend to see such societies as weaker societies in some sense, or as societies on the verge of collapse.
Now, he says that mass movements work best when they're short-lived.
They have a short-lived active phase.
And when careerists start to get involved in a mass movement, you can tell that it's really at the end of its active stage.
He says that various true believers respect other true believers, even if they come from different mass movements.
And he cites the historical example that when a communist wanted to become a national socialist in Germany in the 30s, for example, they were accepted straight away into the party.
I know he doesn't like mass movements very much.
I think he's very critical of mass movements.
And as I was reading this book, I was wondering, Quite why I was reading it because I think the author is very concerned about mass movements and he doesn't seem to have much good to say about mass movements or people in mass movements.
But he does say that for all of its faults it may raise a nation from the grave.
And maybe the only thing that can do that in some cases.
And he says that it's really for the best if a society is really dying.
Now, I imagine that this book comes from a place probably written, I would suppose, during the Cold War.
It's from a different era, clearly.
And its ideas very much remind me of a documentary I watched at one point about a profiler, one of the first profiles that they did.
Someone did a profile of Hitler, and this was during the war, and they had no way to get direct information, but they did a profile of him saying that he was basically hollow inside, and that if Germany was doing poorly in the war, that he would make fewer...
public appearances and that he would probably end his own life if Germany did not do well in the war.
And, you know, as such, I suppose you could say that was a successful profile.
After that time, profilers have continued to attempt to profile and, in many instances, haven't done a very good job, I think.
I think it's kind of hit or miss.
But certainly this book reminds me of those ideas.
Is what we're interested in, is that really a mass movement?
Certainly it's a collective, but I don't know if it's a mass movement in the sense of the old Soviet Union or in the sense of the Third Reich, because we would be talking about a much smaller type of situation, and he does actually say that mass movements might be better realized in terms of small states.
So I found this book to be very concise, and I enjoy reading something that is concise and to the point, and that does have a lot of practical application.
So if you enjoy reading things that are practical, I think this is an interesting book, although understanding that I think the writer is a materialist who does not care for mass movements and favors a more individual approach to life.
So I thank you for listening to my review.
I hope that it was helpful.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Okay, got into a really interesting discussion this week with a comrade whom I won't name so that he doesn't get all paranoid and upset because he thinks I'm criticizing him.
But the subject was, is it possible that the Republican Party could at any point in the future evolve into any kind of serious pro-white political movement?
Now, this comrade's idea is that since the Democrats, liberals, and media are constantly pounding the Republicans, calling them racist and sexist and mean-spirited and so forth, could it not be that eventually they'll get tired of being constantly called names and they will say to hell with it and become those very things?
And at that point, could we not in some way infiltrate the Republicans and make use of their infrastructure and funding to reach our own people with a truly revolutionary white message, so forth and so on?
Now, this has been suggested before down through the years by various racial groups.
And it seems to me that we've discussed this on Radio Free Northwest, but it's been a while, so let's take another crack at it.
Long story short, this is what the Reds have always referred to as entryism, and it has been tried with some success by left-wing groups in Europe, such as the Trotskyite militant tendency, which successfully infiltrated certain elements of the Labour Party in the 1970s and 80s, so forth and so on.
Like I say, it's been discussed and occasionally implemented in the past.
For instance, when I was running for office in North Carolina back in the day, I always ran in the Republican primaries.
But that was basically just a trick to get ballot access, because like so many states, it's virtually impossible to get on the ballot there if you don't have any money.
But so far, any systematic and organized attempt to infiltrate the GOP, no, that hasn't been done.
A few so-called white nationalists did try to sneak into the Pat Buchanan and Ron Paul campaigns over the past dozen years or so, but they could never keep their mouths shut, and they always had to jump in front of the nearest television camera screaming nigger nigger nigger and showing their butts.
Now, these people may, in fact, have been ADL or SPLC provocateurs hired by the Democrats to make the Republicans look bad, and in one instance, I think a good case can be made for that.
The Buchanan and Ron Paul campaign officials always ran these yo-yos off and denounced wicked white racism frantically, although the admitted attraction that he had for white people may have been responsible for Pat Buchanan choosing some incredibly stupid negress as his running mate in 2000 so he wouldn't be called racist, which of course defeated the whole purpose.
Okay, let me give you the short answer.
Yes, in theory it would be possible.
In order for something like that to succeed, there would have to be a serious effort at infiltration spanning years and decades.
And we no longer have that kind of time, so that's the first objection.
If someone had come up with this back in the early 1970s, or maybe even as late as 1988 when Reagan shambled out of office and the ghastly Bush Senior came in, eh, maybe.
Not now.
Things have gone too far now.
In order to pull something like that off, we would have had to select young or youngish middle-aged people, well-off financially, with successful backgrounds and nice suits who clean up well and who are sufficiently dedicated, intelligent, and self-disciplined to live a lie for many years and pretend to be something that they're not.
While carefully and subtly moving a multi-billion dollar enterprise in a certain direction, in the face of an established power structure within the GOP that consists of some of the wealthiest and most ruthless men in the world, and who are capable of reacting swiftly and violently when their interests are threatened.
Do you guys ever wonder why I constantly recommend that you read John LeCaire spy novels and not racist stuff if you want to prepare yourself for a life in the underground?
I wonder if any of you have ever bothered to take me up on that.
So you see the catch.
Entryism into the Republican Party would require intelligent, long-range planning and hard work.
And white boys don't do hard anymore.
We're not looking for hard work or success.
We're looking for something to bullshit about on the internet to distract Harold away from why we're not packing the moving van.
No, I'm not just being crabby.
Seriously, let me ask you something.
If I can't get more than a handful of you guys to move, even when that move is personally beneficial to you in the long run, how the hell are we supposed to do something like the nationwide infiltration of the Republican Party?
Which, for all its sorry state, is a major player in world affairs.
It would be kinda hard to do something like that from your parents' basement in Oshkosh, or shabby little one-room apartment in Jacksonville, or double-wide trailer in Little Rock.
As an old fighter once put it to me, Harold, if you can't get these guys to do this one simple legal thing, you ain't never gonna get them to do anything else.
Guys, We have the plan.
We know what we're going to do.
We are going to create white nationalist communities here in the Pacific Northwest, not anywhere else.
Then we're going to connect up the dots and we're going to create our own nation here in the Pacific Northwest as a homeland for all white people.
All that having been said, I think there is something to be learned from this idea, and that is the fact that we're even talking about this indicates just how deep the psychological longing is among white people for some kind of leadership from within the system to step forward and give us a permission slip to stand up and say what we feel and do something to change things.
I've said this before, guys.
It's not that white males are all cowards.
We're not.
White soldiers and other military personnel, white policemen and firefighters, white extreme sports junkies of various kinds, commit acts of immense physical courage every day.
Not all of those medals American troops won in Iraq and Afghanistan were affirmative action deals given to niggers and beaners and women in order to make them look good.
There was real courage there.
But those soldiers and marines in Iraq and Afghanistan had one thing that we don't have.
They had a permission slip.
It's that alpha gene that I keep speaking of, that certain je ne sais quoi, that mystical something in an individual man or woman's makeup that lets them, indeed impels them, to go first.
That's what's gone.
That's what we don't have anymore.
That alpha gene is what's been bred and socially engineered out of white people.
Now, we can still be brave, but we have to have some kind of at least half-assed official approval.
A pat on the head.
We have to have a permission slip.
This is the attraction that people like Ron Paul and Rand Paul and Pat Buchanan have for our little subculture.
They manifest public success and celebrity, and we long for leaders from that stratum of society.
We always did.
In both 1776 and 1861, the insurgency was led by the white community's natural leaders.
The merchant class, the landowners, the lawyers, the professionals.
But now our own ruling class has betrayed us.
And any revolution has to come from outside.
The trouble is that outsiders can't write permission slips, at least in white boys' current mindset.
Ron Paul was a congressman.
Rand Paul is a United States senator.
Pat Buchanan is on TV a lot.
And anyone who is on TV is real in our minds, in a way that we ourselves are not.
They can write permission slips.
Almost any prominent Republican elected official could probably write a permission slip big enough to start something serious, if only he would stand up and speak the truth out loud.
But the entire democratic system is designed to make sure that that never happens.
Remember always, the purpose of democracy is to prevent change.
Now this is one of the reasons...
that the Northwest Front is blacked out from media coverage.
The power structure can't afford to validate us by letting us get on TV even in a negative context, which is the same reason why Craig Cobb was allowed on TV long enough to trip over his own shoelaces.
If I or someone else articulate with a few brain cells to rub together and a few testicular follicles were to become visible enough on TV, maybe like I was back around the time of Greensboro, so that we had an audience of a few million white people That would validate me or whoever else it was sufficiently in white minds so that I might could write at least some kind of permission slip to my own people, giving them permission to be brave again.
Now, there's a saying that war is when you let the government choose who the enemy is.
Revolution is when you choose for yourself.
We could do this thing, but we have lost the ability...
To choose for ourselves who the enemy is.
We have to have somebody in a recognized celebrity status of some kind tell us.
That's why I need you people's help to break the blackout.
I or someone like me who remains uncorrupted, sort of an honest David Duke, if you can imagine something like that, must become sufficiently well known in the white community.
He must become the white man's Louis Farrakhan, if you will, to the point where he can write a permission slip for the white man to be brave once again.
Now I'm going to play some more of our growing little canon of racial folk rock.
The song is The Last Pale Light in the West, and this is Ben Nichols.
The Last Pale Light in the West
In my hands I hold the ashes In my veins Black pitch rocks In my chest Fire catches In my way Set in the sun Dark
clouds get around me To the west, my soul is bound That will go on a head frame There's a light to be found The
last pale light in the West The last pale light in the West No
redemption In this cold, bare place Still I see Faint reflection So bad yet Got my way Last pain This
is from Esther in New York City.
Dear HAC, it is, as you say, impossible to get a job if you're white.
You should try living in the New York City metro area.
Impossible.
What we need is a job-providing network.
Not theoretical talk, no gimmicks.
Signed, Esther.
Okay, first off, Esther, there are such sites.
Start with Monster.com and then just start Googling.
Guys, look, you can't just sit there and wait for me to do everything and hand everything to you on a platter.
Pioneers in the old days loaded up their Conestoga wagons and started walking westward, but before they did, they saved and prepared and consulted maps and joined wagon trains led by experienced scouts, so forth and so on.
They did everything they could to get themselves ready for the journey and make sure they survived it.
Now, that having been said, I agree in principle that the party should, in fact, have its own migration website, which concentrates on migration issues, jobs, and housing.
We need to have something called the Northwest Agency, similar to the Jewish Agency, that for the past century has handled migration to Israel for Jews.
We need to have an outfit that will bring people to the homeland, vet them beforehand, find them jobs, find them housing, get them set up in established white communities here in the Northwest.
My dream, as I've mentioned before, is to eventually have a situation where we can, if necessary, send a moving van here from the Northwest to some suburb of Chicago or wherever that there's a white family in danger like that poor bastard in Detroit who couldn't get out in time and now he's going to prison for shooting that nigger on his porch.
If there had been someone to approach the Wafer family.
And get them out of there, if necessary, actually come there with a moving van, help them load up, and get them out to Montana or Oregon.
That wouldn't have happened.
Now, why don't we have such an agency and such a website?
Because everyone is sitting there, waiting with bated breath for me to do it.
And right now, I am fully occupied with my work for the party as an office boy.
Okay, I won't go into a long, grumpy complaint about that.
Now, most of you have heard it before, but I will say yet again that you just can't understand how much work it takes to keep even a little kitchen table operation like this going on any kind of regular and even semi-efficient basis.
I have two deadlines, once a week for this show and once a month for the Northwest Observer.
I have kept those deadlines for four years in the case of Radio Free Northwest and for seven years in the case of Northwest Observer.
Never been late once.
I don't like to boast, but in this movement, that is an unparalleled record.
But the fact is that I am doing the basics.
I'm doing the grunt work.
I'm keeping things going on a very limited, rudimentary basis.
And until I can get some help in that, a lot of the long-term stuff is just going to have to wait.
Most of the stuff I spend my days doing can and should be done by a reasonably efficient secretary, but the fact is that people with the necessary qualifications who are willing to come here and who are willing to make TLC, total life commitment to the Northwest Republic, are few and far between.
And I will resist the temptation to go off into a long spiel about that.
Now, the Northwest Front is clearly going to have to spend the next few months, maybe even the next year, Conducting the most serious internal conversation that our tiny little movement has ever had.
This time, it won't be about what we're going to do.
We know that now.
It will be about how we are going to do it, and some of you are going to have to finally, at long last, step forward and assume some of the burden of leading and organizing this thing.
But that is not a topic for public discussion on here, or for that matter, on interceptable and archivable email.
Let's make these FBI assholes in their silk suits go scrambling after letters in a good old-fashioned J. Edgar-style mail cover, shall we?
Now if any of these young Phoebe punks and teenyboppers remember how to do one, that is.
Or if they were ever taught.
I'm tempted to ask if anyone out there would like to take the lead in establishing a special Northwest homeland migration site, but if I did, we might end up with our so-called Northwest Agency site being run out of Ohio or Florida or Southern California or Europe by someone who has never actually migrated himself, and that breaks my own personal threshold of absurdity.
In a way, something like that would make us look almost as ridiculous as Craig Cobb's shenanigans.
Now guys, let me say again, we need your help on these computers and on the internet, especially when it comes to breaking the media blackout.
We need you to bring people on the internet to us.
Bring them to northwestfront.org since the internet is the only medium of mass communications that we have access to.
I admit that.
But, given the choice between you doing anything at all on the internet and actually packing that computer away in its box with the styrofoam brackets and loading it into a moving van, Make the move.
Anything that you can do on a computer in Kansas or Texas or Vermont, you can do once you get it set up again here in the homeland, where the hell you're supposed to be.
Okay, got another email with some more questions on the 2006 Northwest Republic draft constitution.
This is from AJ, whom you heard from on this show a while back.
Dear HAC, question number one, is there any mechanism to prevent families from monopolizing the presidency?
Oligarchy slash plutocracy.
Example, Bush the first and Bush the lesser, father-son, or as in your novel, the Hilderbeast holding office after Billy, husband-wife.
No, not in the Constitution itself, because that's one of those situations which most likely will not arise in a meritocracy like the Northwest Republic.
Of course, the American founding fathers never figured that a lot of things would arise, which did come up later on.
The 22nd Amendment, which limits the presidency to two terms, is basically the Roosevelt Prevention Act.
But that was one man.
And you're talking about possible dynasties, which we have seen can occur in modern times with North Korea and Syria and the Kennedys and the Clintons and Romneys and the Bushes and so forth and so on.
Now, if my senile memory recalls correctly, there is a provision in the Northwest Constitution that limits the state president to a single consecutive six-year term so he can make decisions without worrying about running for re-election or spending the last 18 months of his term running for re-election like these idiots in the White House do.
I say again, consecutive six-year terms.
I suppose, in theory, it would be possible to have a father-son or husband-wife team switch off every six years, and that's something the Constitutional Convention may want to address when it eventually convenes.
Question number two.
I know there is not tax on family homesteads, but what about apartments, those that are held by corporations?
Is there a way to tax the corporations without it being passed on to the residents?
I'm talking about...
Primary residency only.
In the hinterland, this would not be much of a concern, but in the cities, this is an issue.
Okay.
The Northwest Constitution does not eliminate all property tax, period.
There will probably have to be some kind of property tax, although I think it should take the form of a sales tax on luxury goods, so forth and so on.
Now, how much of that tax will be on commercial real estate or corporate apartments?
How it will be assessed and collected, I don't know.
That's something for the Republic's government to figure out when the time comes, although I do take a certain schadenfreude-like pleasure in seeing Christian churches finally being taxed on their real estate and their wealth and their gold chalices and rich vestments.
It has been the dream of many a king and Holy Roman Emperor to finally settle the question of church versus state in favor of the state, and I'd like to be the Holy Roman Emperor who accomplishes that after 2,000 years.
Okay, I get the question about corporate entities owning apartments and renting it to people or people living in it.
My personal guess on that would be that if there is actually a family living in a place like that, no tax would apply.
It's possible that the corporations could use that as a tax exemption by renting out their apartments or their homes or whatever to families of employees, something like that.
So, I mean, there'd probably be tax exemptions in the Republic just like there are here.
That kind of dodge I don't mind as long as there's actually families and people living in the places and it's not being used as a disco or a strip joint or whatever.
The intention of the homestead exemption is to prevent white women and children being turned out into the snow and the cold and sent to live under a bridge by a goddamn Jew bank, which is something that has been happening an awful lot lately.
Anything that harms white children or undermines the white family is something that the Republic doesn't do.
Now beyond that, the state does have to raise money somehow, and I expect we're going to see some pretty creative stuff happening along that line.
Question number three.
I'm aware of no tax or etc.
on guns, but what about ammo?
Okay, I think we got into this once before.
I said that once the right to keep and bear arms is clearly asserted and not under constant challenge and attack like it is today, with no one questioning it, no one trying to undermine it, I myself personally would not violently object to a sales tax or VAT of 20 cents or something reasonable like that per box of ammo.
And I said that, and I nearly got my head bitten off by the gun purists, so we'll see how that shakes out in the Republic in the future.
Question number four.
This is an odd one, but what the hey.
Obviously, homos are sick in the head, but what about children who are born hermaphrodites?
Granted, this is rare, but I have seen true hermaphrodites.
I realize this may be a hard question to answer, but better it come to light than never have been thought of at all.
Look, all kinds of freaky and rare situations are going to happen in the Northwest Republic just like they do everywhere else in the world.
I suspect that once we get rid of all the scum, we will soon be sufficiently advanced scientifically and medically so that we can solve something like that with surgery at birth.
Maybe the parents can flip a coin to choose whether they want a boy or a girl.
Question number five.
How could ambassadors of countries that do recognize the Northwest Republic be prevented from overly influencing the religious culture of the NAR if they are from theocracy countries like Rome, the Vatican?
Well, as far as the Vatican goes, I already mentioned one thing in Freedom Sons.
We could recognize the traditional Tridentine Catholics as the legitimate Catholic Church and give them all the churches and cathedrals and get rid of all that Vatican II crap.
Now, I know this sounds evasive, but I'm not totally sure what you mean here, AJ.
If you mean, will other countries conduct propaganda against us from within using spies and agents and whatnot, sure they will.
The Northwest Republic is going to be the target of every Zionist and liberal democratic state in the world.
But without a little more detail as to exactly what the problem is, my answer has to be the generic one I tend to give, and that is...
Whatever it is, we can and we will deal with it and overcome it.
We're Aryans.
It's what we do.
Now, back in the anti-Vietnam War days, there were a lot of famous anti-draft songs, like Alice's Restaurant, so forth and so on.
For a little historical context, I'm going to play an Irish anti-draft song, or rather an anti-recruiting song anyway, from the Napoleonic Wars.
This is Planxty.
Thank you.
I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride He and I took a stroll down by the seaside A seeking good fortune and what might betide 'Twas just as the day was a dawning Then after resting we both took a tramp We met Sergeant Harper and Corporal Cramp Besides the wheat rumber who beat up for camp With this rowdy dow dow in the morning He
says, my young fellows, if you will enlist, a guinea quickly shall have in your fist.
Besides a crown, or to kick off of the dust, and drink the king's health in the morning.
Had we been such fools as to take the advance, the wee bit of more than we had to run chance.
But you'd think it no scruple to send us to France Where we would be killed in the morning You'd think it's a good thing to do My young fellows, if I hear but one word, I instantly now will outwit my sword, and into your bodies as strength will afford.
So now my gay devils take warning, but Arthur and I, we took them the odds.
We gave them no chance for to launch out their swords.
Our whacking shillelies came over their heads and paid them right smart in the morning.
Thank you.
As for the wee drummer, we rifled his pouch, and we made a football up his rowdy dow-dow, and into the ocean to rock and to row, and batted a tedious returning.
As for the old ranger that hung by his side, we flung it as far as we could in the tide.
To the devil I pitch you, says Arthur McBride, to temper your steel in the morning.
To the devil I pitch you, says Arthur McBride, to temper your steel in the morning.
you you About ten years ago, an old comrade of mine from Georgia, an older man than I am, whom I will not name because some of you might recognize him anyway, he'd finally had enough, and he called me and told me that he was leaving the movement, and in fact leaving the country.
He was moving to Hawaii, which is a very strange final destination indeed for an old clansman to pick to retire in, but he explained it to me in words more or less to this effect.
He said, Harold, I have fought all my life, and I can't handle it anymore.
I know that we're going to lose, and a hundred years from now there will be no one walking the earth who looks like you or me.
But this one thing I can do.
I can not stay here and watch it happen in Georgia.
I will not sit here and watch my beloved country, the place of my birth, slowly submerged by the flowing tide of mud and garbage.
Instead, I'm moving to Hawaii, where it's already happened.
Where pretty much everybody except the few remaining elderly white retirees and servicemen there already have skins the color of shit and everybody jabbers incomprehensible pigeon English and everybody hates old white people and looks for a chance to rob them and victimize them any chance they get.
You expect that kind of thing in Hawaii.
It's already happened over there.
But I'm not going to just sit here and watch the land where I was born turn into a toilet.
When the time comes, when I feel it's right, I won't wait to die in some nursing home surrounded by nothing but brown savages who see me as a perpetual victim for their greed and their hatred and their rage at the world we have made.
I will simply go down to the beach and walk into the ocean and just drift away.
And he went to Maui, and I haven't heard from him for a long time.
He may still be sitting on the beach, dreaming of the stars and bars beneath the coconut trees.
Or he may have already taken that long walk into the ocean.
I don't know.
I understood what he was saying, although I strongly disagreed with it then and now.
I understand the pain and the frustration of being involved in all of this year after year with never any visible progress and only one end in sight, a bad one.
I know that people get burned out.
Even the very best people.
It's just so hard to keep on going for year after year with nothing to show for it, and things only getting worse and worse, and the horror and the blackness closing in.
That's not that there isn't a solution.
We know there is.
We know what that solution is, and we will not use it, because as a group we are too weak and timid and frightened.
This is why we long for the man on the white horse, the man who will flourish his saber aloft and tell us that we don't have to be afraid anymore, the man who will write us our permission slip to be brave again.
That's why so many of you want me to be that man, but I can't.
I don't have the horse or the saber or the little cape.
You have to give them to me if you want me to fulfill that function.
And even if I did have them, it would be a lie for me to tell you that we don't have to be afraid anymore because we do have to be afraid for a long time yet.
Until, all of a sudden, we're not.
And we just get up and do this thing.
Make no mistake.
This land and this people are stained with a foulness that only rivers of blood can wash away.
No, FBI idiot child, I am not inciting to anything.
I am making a perfectly accurate and valid historical observation.
Situations like the one this country is in right now always end in violence, bloodshed, chaos, and revolution.
Always.
Everything else has failed to rescue this country and this people.
We will either turn to the sword, or we will perish, and someone else will.
That's just the way things are.
And if you want to find something illegal in that cold and unpleasant truth, then knock yourself out.
Somebody is going to bring new people down, and down hard.
It'll either be us or somebody else.
Right now, I wouldn't give too much for our chances, but we'll see.
Will white people ever regain that kind of courage?
I don't know.
I'm doing what I can to help you people out there change your thinking and recover your ancient courage because you're the ones who have to do this.
You can't continue to just sit and wait for me to take the magic beans out of my pocket.
You are my magic beans.
One of the things that I ask in anyone who ever does come to work for me, and that's if and when we reach that stage, is what I call TLC, and no, that doesn't mean tender, loving care.
It means total life commitment to the Northwest American Republic.
Maybe it's time we started talking about that.
But right now, our time is up, 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, Sasha on the bond.
Freedom.
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