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Jan. 8, 2015 - Radio Free Nortwest - H.A. Covington
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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Hush your vocal, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be In the old spot by the river, rightful known to you and me One word more for
signal, token whistle of the marching tune For your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon With your eyes upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon It's January the 8th, 2015.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Right, we're going to kick off with some space repetition here, i.e.
a topic that I've covered before, but which I have to keep covering again and again to make sure it gets internalized.
I got several emails this week.
I will read you one from someone signing himself Plagias, and I'm not quite sure what that means.
Anyway, it says, Dear HAC, lately you have been speaking less and less on your podcasts and spending more and more time on other speakers.
You should speak more on your podcasts and spend less time on other speakers.
And actually, I've gotten several more like that over the past couple of months.
Okay, let's hit this one again.
First off, you're right, I probably have been giving myself less airtime of late.
A lot less of it if you include my dropping in bits and pieces from the radio interviews that I do on other shows like White Voice with Joe Adams and Short End of the Stick with Mike Harris.
I know I have fans, and some of you are disappointed in the level and quality of your weekly Herald fix.
I know that every time I turn on Rush Limbaugh and it turns out he's taking a break and he's got Mark Stein or somebody I never heard of standing in for him, I get all pissed off and turn off the radio.
There are two reasons for this.
First off, As the Northwest Front's overall workload grows, and it is growing, and I am the only one doing the secretarial work, my need for a personal assistant who is a clone of me at age 29 has become more and more acute, with no end in sight, because I simply can't take an internet walk-in no matter how enthusiastic he or she seems.
Anyone attempting to fill this position would have to have a known track record and be personally known to me in a measure of years.
And also would have to have some tread left on the tire, i.e.
be significantly younger than me and in good health.
Now, the number of people who fit this bill and who could do the job is very small, and the ones who do fit it, I can't persuade to come here by my side and do it.
So, by and large, it's just me.
Now, I do get people who sincerely offer to help while sitting behind a computer a thousand miles away.
And sometimes these people can and do help without inconveniencing themselves, for which I'm grateful.
But the fact is that that's not what I need.
I need somebody here at my side that I can trust to deputize for me, and I don't have that someone.
I'm not complaining, just stating the reality of day-to-day life.
And what this means is that more and more on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays, I am experiencing the Drop Everything Herald Syndrome.
Where all of a sudden something comes up, usually bird-brained bullshit, but wherein nothing else will do but that I drop everything and deal with whatever it is now, now, now, now, now!
Now that has happened yet again this week.
Most of my Tuesday and a large part of my Wednesday, how much I don't know yet, are going to be taken up with other stuff, and I probably will not be able to get this episode of RFN online until Thursday, which, by the by, is in fact the actual deadline for the program.
Thursdays at 8 p.m. Pacific Time.
Now, this means that I simply have not had time to work up a very long, speech-like script, do the audio, hit my wave pad, and edit it.
Which means more audio from other sources.
Now about that.
Let me explain again.
It is utterly vital that other voices besides my own be heard on here.
This is not the Harold Covington show.
The Northwest Front is not and cannot be a one-man band.
Do I really need to go into the reasons for this?
Of which the least important is that it's dangerous for me if the secret police hear nobody but me on here and they get the idea that they can stop this whole Northwest thing by taking me out.
Now, all this having been said, yes, I agree I've been kind of stingy lately with my rationing of my brilliant and witty personality and genius that everybody seems to want to hear and I will try to do better.
Although some of you may not like what you hear.
Now, moving right along here, while we're doing spaced repetition, let's take some time for some more spaced repetition.
Now, what it is, is I get these same questions over and over and over.
We've had FAQs posted on the website and FAQ podcasts before, and they never seem to register for more than a couple of weeks due to the short American attention span and retention span, and also, of course, from all the new people who keep coming up with the same questions.
Anyway, I need to go over, yet again, something that I've said in the past, but it's been a while, and unless you're one of those true RFN aficionados who downloads and listens to every podcast since 2010, you've probably never heard this, or you've just forgotten, so let's hit it again.
Now, I received an email last week from a long-time supporter saying that he wants to leave money to the NF in his will.
I'm going to be very blunt here.
Don't do that.
It's pointless for two reasons.
For one thing, there is no Northwest Front.
That is deliberate.
The party, per se, has no legal existence for reasons which I have explained repeatedly on here.
We do have a legal entity which I will not discuss and which I will reveal to others only on a need-to-know basis.
If you're absolutely determined to wait until you kick for us to get the goodies so people won't say bad things about you or whatever, then we can discuss it, but I'll talk some more about that in a bit.
Just don't leave anything to the Northwest Front.
We don't exist.
I remember Kirk Lyons and Dr. Ed Fields went berserk a few years ago trying to collect bequests that were willed to the name of a publication which was legally in existence when the will was made, but which no longer was.
I don't know if they ever succeeded in getting the money or not.
For the second thing, your wishes will not be honored by your executors, or by your stupid liberal kids, or your greedy alcoholic relatives, or whoever else is in your will.
Now, I remember the way that Rick Cooper's brother simply ignored the fact that Rick's sister was his legal executor.
He pulled up a truck to Rick's house in Goldendale, Washington, and emptied the place out in the dead of night, thus causing a number of historically important documents in Cooper's files to disappear.
He did it because some unknown party paid him ten grand for the files, so I was later told.
Now, your last will and testament will be contested in court, if not out of ideology, then out of simple greed.
And if there's enough money involved, the Southern Poverty Law Center or the ADL will step in and offer your damn kids, whoever is contesting the will, an endless flow of money for legal fees.
Just to make sure that none of us wicked and evil racists ever come into a sum of money sufficiently large to constitute startup capital for anything serious.
I know this will happen because it's happened before.
There was the famous Richard Cotter case in Massachusetts.
And recently, the Eric Glebe National Alliance faction has been fighting such a lawsuit in court in Canada, where, if memory serves, the Canadian government is opposing the payout of a testamentary legacy to the National Alliance by a deceased Canadian citizen on the grounds that, quote-unquote, racism is against public policy.
Seems to me the SBLC's writing heard on that one closely as well.
Look, all you old farts out there, and don't take offense because I'm an old fart as well, just like you, if you want to leave us some money when you shuffle off this mortal coil, thanks.
But really, we can't be hiring lawyers and fighting a case through the courts for three or four years to get a legacy that'll just be eaten up by attorney's fees, and even if we win the case, we'll end up collecting $27.14.
If you have money to leave to the cause...
And I do not just mean us, the Northwest Front.
I mean if you want some of your estate to go to anybody in the white nationalist movement, be it Don Black or Jim Ring or some racial preacher or whoever, you need to just give it to us now.
Because we need it now.
And because your wishes in your last will and testament will not be honored.
Your wishes will be ignored and the will will be pulled to pieces in court.
There is one exception to this.
A few of our more elderly folks have taken out small life insurance policies on the order of $10,000 or so to be paid in the event of their demise.
You have to be dead for those to be paid, and although I have yet actually to receive any of these bequests, I would imagine that there would be somewhat less legal bullshit to go through.
Maybe.
I don't know.
If you want to do that, leave the policy to me personally or to our corporate entity.
I get all kinds of people offering help by email and letter.
Hurl, hurl, what can I do?
What can I do except for everything you've asked me to do?
I'm not moving to the Northwest, and I got no money to contribute, and basically I'm just going to sit here behind my computer in bumfucked Michigan until I die of old age and my body crumbles away.
But hurl, hurl, tell me what I can do to help.
Okay, fine.
I will tell you what we need you mighty warriors of the internet to do, and if I can get any of you to actually do it, it would in fact be a damn big help.
I need to warn you, though, that while this won't cost you any money, it does involve actual work.
So, I doubt I'll get too many takers, and those I do get will lose interest after three or four jobs when they find it's boring and they'll wander off.
But, what the hell.
I have to play the cards I'm dealt.
Okay.
I need a prison typist.
There is an immense amount of really good political and racial writing being done by men in the prison industrial complex.
Men who are living our racial future right now, and who know the truth about race in the one way that white people in this society cannot escape and evade.
Every week, my post office boxes are overwhelmed with scribbled sheets of notebook paper and yellow legal pad paper from these men.
All of it absolutely useless until it is typed and digitized into computer manipulable form so that it can be published both on the internet and in hard copy form.
Now, I'm doing some of this myself for Bill White, but I cannot be every prisoner's typist.
I get these articles all the time from these tortured men who are so desperate to have their voices heard.
All they need is a typist willing to spend half an hour or so typing a short handwritten article into a word processing program and then send me the digitized product.
But I just can't be the one.
It is all that I can manage to do even a little typing for Bill, and right now I've fallen behind on that.
Remember that drop everything Herald crap I referred to before?
Anyone wanting to volunteer for this job, let me know.
I will mail you the articles.
You type them, digitize them, preferably in Microsoft Word or LibreOffice ODT format, and send them back to me by attachment.
Ideally, the typist should be male and an ex-con himself who knows where these guys are coming from.
I will accept women who want to help, but typing only.
No addresses and no direct contact with the prisoner.
Long experience proves that to be inadvisable.
Anyway.
Here's some more of those other voices that you need to hear.
Greetings.
This is Stefan.
And Annie.
And...
We're here to give you an update.
That's right.
We were just talking about how our migration is going to go, and we're really excited about it.
I thought I was going to be able to actually make it very soon myself, but it turns out it looks like it's going to be April or May for both of us.
Right, right.
It would have been great if Stefan could get up there and then I come later, but as it is, we'll have the adventure.
Yeah, let me fill him in on that.
I had a chance to go up there on a scouting trip, a very mini-scouting trip.
Actually, I had to be up there for another reason, but I got to meet everyone up there.
Not everyone, but I got to meet Harold, Andy, and a couple other guys, and they graciously invited me over one night, and we were able to chat, and they offered to assist us with our migration, and I got a lot of good ideas.
And I'll tell you what, just a few things about that short little trip up there.
The weather, although the sun was out when I got there, I was lucky for that, but it rained a lot.
And those folks told me that that is kind of the worst time to be there, maybe right now, maybe from, what, November till maybe...
But it wasn't as bad as what it is here.
I mean, it was about the same, right?
Well, right now I would say so.
It's very similar, actually.
Maybe a little cooler.
The nights were like 32 or so, but that happens even over here at this time of year.
Yeah, I wasn't unbearable.
No.
However, I did notice, here's some things I did notice.
If no one's been up there, some of the folks listening to this, if you haven't been up to the Northwest, I'm going to tell you, I was never there before this.
These are some of the things that I noticed.
First of all, I noticed white people were every place.
Other than downtown Seattle, where there was even quite a few of them there as well, compared with other cities that I've been to.
When I went to a store, when I went to a Starbucks, imagine that.
Around here, if I go into Starbucks, I'm lucky if I get white people in there.
I go to get a cup of coffee, I go to the hotel, I go to rent a car.
All white people, every place.
And not only that, polite white people, well-spoken white people.
Good customer service.
Yes.
And I'm not talking about the kind of Billy Bobs that I see when I go to some of these towns around here that really, not putting any cultural things down here, but...
And we're sorry if you're listening to Billy Bob.
Right.
Annie's a Southerner, and she knows what I mean.
Maybe you could talk about that better than me.
Yeah.
Well, down here, like our only store is Walmart in this area, which means that all the little mom-and-pop stores have been put out of business.
But lots of interracial, and when you go into a store, many times a worker is acting like they're doing you a favor by being there.
So I'm customer service oriented, which is where a lot of my business skills give me a lot of strength.
I'm all about the customer, so when I am one...
You expect it.
I do.
I do.
I'm very often disappointed, but anyway.
Right.
What did you like about it there?
If you haven't been to Pike Place Market on the internet, go look there.
Tell us about that, Stefan.
What's it called again?
Pike Place Market, I guess.
I had heard so much about it that I had to go see it, and I barely had time to squeeze it in, I'll tell you that.
And I looked on the computer.
Right, right.
You know, now you can see cameras everywhere.
I rode the ferry, which I'd never done that, with my car.
Yeah, and I got to watch where the ferry was.
I would, like, text Stefan and say, hey, you're fixing to go around this corner or whatever, because on the computer you can track that, too.
So if you want to look at a little bit of what's going on up there, you can look at those things on the computer from where you are.
Yeah, and she thinks this is all cool and fun.
Well, sort of.
I'm thinking of telescreens and Big Brother and stuff.
I mean, she's knowing where I'm at and can see me somewhere else 3,000 miles.
He's like, how do you know that?
Yeah.
Yeah, exactly.
Anyway, I've never seen a market that big, and I've seen some pretty nice ones in Europe in that.
That place is pricey, I have to say that.
It was clean, and it was indicative of everything you saw around there, right?
Yes, it is.
They had everything, and it was high quality, most of the stuff that I saw.
Whether it's fish, or bakery, or lots of the kinds of fruit, lots of apples that grow around there, things like that.
Right.
It sounds like we're making it out to be the promised land, and it's not, but it's so much better compared to where we are.
Right.
I was so encouraged.
Yeah, it is encouraging.
Right.
So after this little trip, I'm completely convinced that this is what we're going to do.
And we're getting in high gear, getting ourselves up there now.
I had told Harold that I was going to try to make it as soon as I could and possibly within the next month, but that's not going to happen.
So it looks like it'll be April or May.
However, we did decide on what area we like the best, and that is the Kitsap County area.
From what we heard, that seemed to be a more conservative area.
Lots of jobs there.
Yes.
Actually, there's probably more work and things, depending on what industry you're in, in the area between Seattle and Tacoma.
Right, but you have to think about riding those ferries back and forth when you're looking for a job based on where you live as well, which is something we don't have to do where we are.
We don't have a ferry kind of thing.
We're kind of spoiled because you can drive 20 miles real easily over here, and it doesn't seem like if you're up in the more populated areas around Tacoma or Seattle that you can do that at all.
It's pretty crowded.
Right, so think about that as you're planning your own migration, for sure.
What else you got there?
Okay, well...
We're getting close on time.
Right.
Yeah, we're going to try to keep this at 10 minutes here.
About something that we should have thought of a long time ago.
We decided to sell most of our stuff to get there, except for real important things that we want to bring with us, and some of the cars and some bigger, maybe sentimental items.
Most of our stuff, we can easily sell it, and that serves two purposes.
It makes it easy to get there without transporting more stuff.
And without a lot of stress and a lot of extra expense.
But it's also putting cash in our little savings.
That we're going to need to get there.
We figured we're going to need to save about, what, $5,000?
Yeah.
That will get us up there and probably pay for two or three months' rent, and we figure we'll both have jobs of some sort within the first month or so.
Right.
That'll carry us even a little while looking for a job and things like that.
So we feel that's a pretty safe amount for us to leave with.
If we can get a little bit more, another extra grand or so, that'll help too, and we may be able to do that.
Right.
So with tax season being here, now's the time to get your savings going.
Another thing is move in with a relative, start saving monies, move in with a friend, save $300 or $400 a month on rent alone.
If you can pay your friend $200 or $300 for a room, then you have no power and electricity.
Think about how much money you can save.
So when you're selling things, look at that bedroom set you've got.
Look at all those things that you've got.
Prices on the internet.
Yeah, they're expensive to replace, but not at an estate sale or yard sale.
Plus, you're going to have a job up there where you may not have one now.
Right.
We like to listen to The Trucker, his little short podcast we really enjoy.
They're really interesting, and he's real personable sounding to us.
He was talking about...
I like the song.
Yeah.
I wish I could play banjo like that.
But he talks about, at least in the one, about, you know, we need to get there before we get too old, folks.
If you're young, this is the time.
If you're 50, do it now before you're 60 or 70. Right, because you have things that you can offer.
We have some definite plans for helping others get up there.
I'm hoping that whoever is listening to this will stop and think and take a personal inventory of where you are.
I'm working again, and we are moving in with relatives and going to be saving money and using any kind of refund if you get anything back.
Right, tax refund.
Yeah, we don't always get that, but there's really no reason not to go up there.
And if you get up there in April or May, I'm sure you get with Harold, and he'll connect you up with us.
I'm trying to talk fast because I'm past time.
That's all right.
But one thing is, when this podcast airs, I will be online.
So if there's any ladies out there that you've got any questions or concerns, how fun is it going to be to go buy everything all over again?
I think it'll be pretty fun, even if it's new used stuff.
I like used stuff that looks new.
I really just like getting a bargain.
I'm going to be online either that night or the next morning, so please get on there.
We've got a page on there.
Ask me some questions.
Give me some ideas.
I would love to hear from some other ladies out there and hear what's making you not get up there yet.
And just know that there's some other younger women out there.
I'm not so young, but I feel young.
You're fine.
I have to real quick, even though we ran over a little bit here, I have to say that I was real impressed with the four guys that I met, including Harold and Andy.
And these guys are the ones that are doing all this work for the Northwest Front on their own.
So, I mean, there's some others here and there, I'm sure, that are printing things and doing some other things.
But these are the guys that are pretty much full-time doing this.
Andy doesn't have a spare minute.
People get on his case about, hey, you know, I need this or why isn't this happening?
Well, things are happening slow because there's not enough of us there.
Because these people are out working and this is what they're doing every minute that they're not working and trying to have a little bit of family time as well.
That's right.
For Andy to go to personally meet with Harold really takes up his whole entire evening after he worked all day.
And I can't say enough about Harold himself.
This is the first time I got to meet him in probably 15 years of knowing him through the internet and through mail.
And the man's dedicated to the cause.
He's not living high on the hog on donations or anything like that, believe me.
Well, we never thought that anyway.
We didn't.
We didn't.
I've heard it suggested that some might.
Right, me too.
Yeah, that's not true.
If you can send an extra donation here and there for stamps or for brochures or anything, it's greatly appreciated, and he needs every dollar.
Okay, all right.
I think that's about it.
We'll fill you in soon.
Any last word there?
Just contact me.
Go online.
Respond to our post.
Let me hear from some of you ladies out there.
Tell me what you want to hear about and what we're doing.
We're looking forward to seeing you in April or May.
Come on.
We can all get there.
That's right.
See you soon.
Bye.
Thank you.
you you you This is a song from the Scottish folk group Tannehill Weavers about the Scottish national capital, Edinburgh.
For some reason, this song doesn't appear on any of the tourist records and CDs and Chamber of Commerce stuff from Edinburgh I've seen.
and I don't know exactly why.
Thank you.
for the broken hearts of thee, Edinburgh, Edinburgh.
If all the broken hearts of thee, where people turn out, there would be light a land of sea.
thou Good evening,
comrades.
Tonight I'm going to talk about Edgar Steele's defense of racism.
Now, as regards to the title, Edgar says that oftentimes we like to use the term racialist rather than racist, per se.
Edgar says that...
While this may make a difference to us, it really doesn't make any difference to anyone else, so therefore he's just going to go with the term defensive racism.
Edgar says that really you can't discuss racism or any topic, really, until you put your beliefs on the table.
And because of this, there are some people that would have a very hard time, or indeed it would be impossible for them, to discuss this topic rationally.
And he says, as far as he can think of, there are certainly two groups that have really an impossible time with this, one of those being Christian identity, and the other group being secular humanists.
Edgar mentions that IQ is only one component of race or anything else, really.
Character is even more important than IQ.
However, when someone does have a low IQ, for whatever reason, genes tend to play more of a role at that point.
Now, he talks about an environment and how an environment might select for a certain behavior.
And then, of course, any organism with that behavior will do better.
So basically, whites had to get ready for winter, whereas in Africa, for example, blacks had to run from wild animals.
And so who's to say what's better?
Is it better to be coordinated in a fast runner?
Is it better to be someone who can plan and construct?
An infrastructure which will help you get ready for winter, for example.
Steel makes no claim to say which is better.
But now Western society has to deal with a lot of blacks and also illegal populations.
And now Western society is really stretched to the breaking point.
And it's been going downhill since the mid-60s.
Now, who is really the dumbest?
Ironically, it's the brightest people.
Often it's whites that have been isolated, and they've studied at elite schools.
Intellectuals like those, and of course intellectuals like those, may also be under Jewish influence.
They're going to call you away from books like Defense of Racism.
And today, really our notion of crime is very much intertwined with thought.
It's not really what was done.
A black person might get away with assault, but if a white person makes a comment, then they could lose a job.
Now, this is also true abroad, and in many cases it's worse in the case of other countries.
Ed ruffled many feathers.
He came to the attention of the Canadian Jewish Council and the Southern Poverty Law Center.
And even back in 2004, when Ed is writing this book, he knew he would get prison or worse.
Ed endorses the 14 words, and he tells us that an individual can do a lot.
And Steele is predicting a disaster due to economic collapse in this book.
Now he says that if you're in a city, you're going to want to have an escape route.
Now, he talks about how America is eventually going to be parceled out, and the Mexicans are going to get the Southwest.
And the Southeast, with the exception of Florida, which pretty much is Hispanic now and may remain Hispanic, there's going to be a new Africa.
Now, from Ed's perspective, whites are going to live in this area that he's going to call New America.
It's going to stretch from the northwest to northern New England.
As he sees it, it may gerrymander to the Gulf Coast of Texas in order to have a warm water port.
But Seattle is perhaps going to be taken over by the Chinese, unfortunately.
And I say unfortunately because I think it's a very nice area.
Ed talks about Europe, and he says that one might also consider moving to Russia.
And he says, keep your passport handy.
And he talks about having a bug-out bag and a list of things that you may need to pack in the last minute.
Because at the last minute, you're not going to be clear-headed.
As an awake person, as far as Ed is concerned, even if Andy Donner doesn't agree with this, Ed is saying that you should at least try to awaken your neighbors.
Now, Ed talks about dressing moderately and that you need to be functional.
You want to discuss issues such as affirmative action and immigration and outsourcing.
Now, Ed makes a suggestion here.
He says run for office.
Don't try to win, but voice your views because people running for office have to get a certain amount of airtime.
Now, when you go to vote, don't vote for either one of the two dominant parties.
If you feel that you must vote, Then choose a third party or a write-in.
As far as why Ed ended up being targeted, well, what I think is that, you know, whatever Ed might have said to Fairfax, clearly Ed was under surveillance because the officials, I think they took a look at Ed and they saw someone who was politically incorrect.
Who had really gone above his station.
He was an attorney.
He was, by and large, speaking the truth.
I don't know if he's correct about the Kennedy assassination or certain details like that, but basically he was speaking the truth.
I think the powers that be felt that Ed had too much influence, or at least more influence than one of us should have, and eventually prison would be his reward.
After all, if the establishment saw him as merely unbalanced, why would they bother shutting him down?
So basically, I think this is telling us that it's one thing to be an electrician or an obscure writer or maybe a starving artist or perhaps a waitress, but if you're an attorney and you speak out, then you could be in very grave trouble.
So that's what I take from this book.
I now see Ed as far more radical than I saw him in the past.
I now understand his views much better.
And I found this book far more interesting than I thought I would.
This book will go into a lot of issues with economics.
It'll go into history to a certain extent.
It'll get into some of the nitty-gritties.
But, you know, it's amazing how there's such a consensus within our community.
So good evening and thanks for listening, comrades, and I hope you enjoyed this review.
Thank you.
*music*
My name is Edgar J. Steele.
It's April 23rd, 2008, and this is a nickel rant entitled, A Rising Storm.
What's the matter, Bunky?
Having trouble making ends meet?
Sick of the cost of everything going up while your income actually goes down?
Laid off?
House equity shot?
Borrowed up to the gills with all your credit cards maxed out now?
And now you can't even afford food, you say?
Well, here's a big part of the reason why.
$36,000 flows to each illegal alien family in America each and every year.
Now, please go to the online version of today's rant and look at the three articles I have appended to the written copy of the rant.
They're important.
I'm not going to read them to you, but they're really integral to today's message.
The first is a really excellent article by Phyllis Schlafly entitled, How the government spends taxpayers' money.
Now, if $36,000 flowing to each illegal alien family in America doesn't sound like much, consider that with perhaps 80 million taxpaying households in America, yours being one of them of course, each and every one of our households pays $4,300 $25 each and every year toward that $36,000 that each illegal alien family receives.
Did you net $36,000 after taxes last year?
Well, neither did I. But they did.
No wonder they keep flooding over that border.
Wouldn't you?
My son took my little girl to the local hospital emergency room a few weeks ago with a severe asthma attack.
Pretty much a routine in-and-out affair.
Used to be that might cost...
$100, or about twice what a doctor visit might cost.
Total bill this time?
Over $750.
Well, guess why?
Jose uses the emergency room freely as his doctor's office because federal law requires our hospitals to treat his family there whether or not they're able to pay.
We already pay for Jose in increased insurance premiums, but we also pay for him when we dare to use the emergency rooms.
Now, I have a $5,000 deductible health insurance plan, which means that I provide my family insurance coverage only for catastrophic events.
I can't really afford it, but figure that I can't be without insurance altogether, just as so many Americans have been forced to do without.
That means I must pay my little girl's ER visit of $750 out of my pocket.
Just as if I had no insurance at all.
Thanks, Jose.
Jose's family is netting $36,000 after taxes that they don't pay, of course, and getting free medical care.
You and I net less and pay for Jose's free medical care that we can't afford.
We can't afford to go to the ER anymore, folks.
Face it.
In fact, we can't really afford medical insurance anymore either.
All other things being equal, we might just as well nationalize all of America's health care.
Socialized medicine would be better than no medicine, which is what so many of us now have in effect.
And now begin the reports about food prices skyrocketing and there being actual shortages in places around America.
See the second article I've attached to today's online version of the rant.
And it's entitled, Food Rationing Confronts Breadbasket of the World, and it's from The Sun, the online edition.
And it talks about genuine food riots taking place in other countries.
Jose gets food stamps for his family here, of course, and you can bet he's at the head of the line for Agricultural Department food handouts.
And Jose gets to send his kids to college anywhere he wants.
With no out-of-state tuition charges, and likely no charges whatsoever since they get preference over our kids for grants and scholarships, not to mention admission.
I can't afford to send my little girl out of state to the college she really wants to attend because of non-resident tuition charges.
Idaho, as you might imagine, offers little in the way of higher education.
And in L.A., there is that illegal alien girl demanding her third kidney transplant.
And for that, see the third article that I've attached to today's rant, entitled Organ Transplants for Immigrants Stir Debate in California, and it's from the LA Times.
She wants that kidney transplant for free, of course.
Now, each of the prior two of hers cost a half million dollars each, and so will this one.
And because we did the first two for her years ago for free, we owe her this one too, she says.
What's worse is that it looks like she'll get it.
Meanwhile, many Americans on kidney waiting lists die for lack of a donor kidney.
Now, I don't know about you, but I'm fed up with being a second- or third-class citizen in my own country with racial preferences pushing Negroes and mestizos ahead of my family, all while I am forced to pay for their good fortune.
And my money is taken at a time that forces me and mine to do without because of the rising cost of everything.
What's more, each of the three candidates chosen for us to quote, vote, unquote, upon for president this time has pledged, if elected, to grant amnesty in one form or another to all these illegals.
Less than 2% of illegal aliens are picking our crops.
29% are on welfare.
That's acknowledged by our government, though grudgingly.
The U.S. Senate voted to grant Social Security benefits to illegals beginning this year.
29% of inmates in federal prisons are illegal aliens, per FBI figures.
Over a million sexual assaults are committed in America by illegals.
And the L.A. Times reports that in Los Angeles, our largest city now effectively occupied by illegals, 95% of warrants for murder are for illegal aliens.
75% of people on the most wanted list are illegal aliens.
Two-thirds of all births are to illegal alien Mexicans on Medi-Cal, whose births were paid for by taxpayers.
25% of all inmates in California detention centers are Mexican nationals here illegally.
And the FBI reports half of all gang members in L.A. are most likely illegal aliens from south of the border.
Sixty percent of all occupants of HUD properties are illegal.
Twenty-one radio stations in LA are Spanish-speaking.
In LA County, which is LA city proper, 5.1 million people speak English, while 3.9 million speak Spanish.
And what's more, illegals expect and demand to be taught in their own language, not ours.
Illegal aliens expect, demand and receive all manner of special privileges.
Illegal aliens expect, demand and are given affirmative action preferences in hiring, education and government benefits.
Illegal aliens expect, demand and are given ethnic studies that glorify their culture and denigrate ours.
Illegals expect and repeatedly are given full amnesty as a reward for their lawless behavior and unmannerly conduct in our country.
We've given up our jobs to those less qualified.
Our children have been sacrificed on the altar of political correctness.
Our families do with less.
Increasingly more of us are hungry and even homeless.
While the undeserving squalor of other countries Feast upon the ever-decreasing bounty of America.
We do without health care that we need because we cannot afford it, because Mexico's burgeoning awful demands and takes it for free.
The retirement for which we paid Social Security taxes all these years now is being diluted and given to those who paid nothing for it.
I, for one, am beyond being sick of it all.
Do you hear that thunder in the distance?
A bad storm is coming our way.
Yes, folks, things are going to get ugly for us, no doubt about it.
But things are going to become very, very ugly for you, Jose, when the payback begins.
And then...
We will turn our attention to those of you among us who destroyed our culture by holding the immigration floodgates wide open.
Street lamps throughout America will be festooned with the swaying bodies of politicians, plutocrats, bankers, and other assorted thieves, rest assured.
New America.
An idea whose time has come.
My name is Edgar J. Steele.
Thanks for listening.
In my Weird Aryan History series, I wrote about an incident in 1936 called the Siege of the Alcazar.
It was one of the opening battles of the Spanish Civil War.
I won't go into that now, but I've always liked the Spanish Civil War because it was the war that the good guys won, basically.
This is the phalangist anthem from that war.
The phalange was the Spanish fascist party.
It's called Kara al Sol, face to the sun.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me a year, me will give you the death of me, and I will not return you again.
For my friends, my friends, who have guard on the ground, and I will not return you again.
And I will not return you again, I will not return you again, I will not return you again.
And I will not return you again, I will not return you again, I will not return you again.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me again, I will not return you again.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me again.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me again.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me.
The sun with the new shirt that you brought me again.
I'll try to get the show up on the site tonight, but as I said earlier, I may have to take this one down to the wire and finish up tomorrow.
Next up, the serious part of the podcast, or as much of it as I can get on here within my time constraints.
Now, I know that you guys who have been complaining want to hear me give long, rousing speeches about how bad things are, and you want to hear me shout nigger, nigger, nigger, and juju, ju, so forth and so on.
That gives you the image of me sitting on my white horse with my cape flying in the wind and my saber-forged aloft, which a lot of you seem to enjoy envisioning.
I've explained to you what you have to do to get the real thing, and maybe one day you'll decide that you want the real thing bad enough to do what I tell you.
Hope so, anyway, for everybody's sake.
Now, I know that one of the reasons a lot of you tune in here is that you are looking for validation, a confirmation that it's not just you, that other people see and hear and understand these things that you do and you're not crazy.
There's nothing wrong with that.
It's human nature.
Everybody wants validation.
I'd love to have some myself in the form of you people getting your asses up here where you're supposed to be.
Okay, I'll stamp your parking ticket.
You're right on race.
You're right on the Jews.
You're right.
Obama's nothing but a stupid nigger.
And you're not crazy.
There.
You're validated.
But in the coming months, there's going to be a kind of a change of emphasis on this show.
And I've been talking a lot about how we're going to proceed.
And most of that discussion is going to have to be in the private organizational letters.
But as I said before...
Once the thousand or so FBI spies and SPLC monitors and goat dancers in general idiots are eliminated, I view most of you people in this audience as potential leaders of the Northwest American Republic.
And I have to communicate with you to convey certain ideas and concepts to you.
And that means speaking to you even though I'm aware that there are bad people in the room listening.
People who willingly serve evil in exchange for money.
Who will use my words in an attempt to do harm to me, to you, and to all people with our skin color.
For money, and in many cases also because they are not of our race, and they therefore hate us and want us all dead.
And they're willing to use money and the law to achieve that end.
I know, it's risky and maybe dumb, but it's a risk I feel I have to take.
You be the judge.
I'm going to pick up where I left off last week, before I ran out of time, as I always seem to do.
But I need to do a run-up to explain to you why I'm going to be saying things I'm going to be saying on here.
Normally, I don't read out individual supporters on here for their failings, like a priest reading a sinner out from the pulpit.
If I did, I'd spend the show doing nothing else.
I won't do so in specific detail this time, but we have a prime example of what I'm talking about here, which, I'm sorry, it's just too good to let slip.
I'm going to give you a very brief summary of the situation with a supporter I call the Chicago guy.
This man, if memory serves, is about ten years younger than I am.
I've met him.
He is knowledgeable, intelligent, he has extensive business experience, and in short, he has exactly the kind of organizational abilities which our party so desperately needs.
I will go further.
He's one of the few men I've met who has the chops and the smarts to succeed me, if only he could find the character.
He knows this, and he has told me flat out that he's not coming because he's one of the lucky ones.
He has used his undoubted talent and skill for the purpose that Americans are supposed to use those traits.
He has made money for himself.
A lot of money, apparently, and I see no reason to disbelieve him.
This guy has got it all.
A big luxury home, fancy motor vehicles, and the lovely trophy wife that he rather pointedly went out of the Chicago area to find.
I haven't seen a picture of her, but I assume she's blonde.
Now, give Chicago guy points for one thing.
He is openly, brutally honest about this.
He's told me in more or less so many words, I'm not moving up there, Harold.
I am doing too well for myself here.
I have money and a comfortable lifestyle and a nice piece of sugar at bedtime, and I am not going to put it at risk.
Are you crazy?
This racial thing was important when I was younger, but now, hey, I've got mine, Jack, and it's a hobby at best.
Yeah, no kidding.
Pretty much in those words.
A Chicago guy's contribution consists of $200 per year, sent once a year in the form of a cashier's check, although presumably no more after this podcast, and occasional contributions in kind, notably the big yellow postcards with white mother and child on them and the 14 words of David Lane, which some of you have seen.
Now, for this, he also believes he is buying the right to sit there in his expensive suburban home, far away from our people's homeland, and shout the odds and tell me all about how I should be doing this and that.
Now, in this, he is in error, but we won't go into that.
Why did I tell this story?
Because it is totally and comprehensively typical of a phenomenon that I have been aware of ever since I became involved in white nationalism 43 years ago.
A pattern I have observed in action in every group I've ever worked with or had any familiarity with, be it National Socialist or National Alliance or whatever.
Contrary to our tattooed skinhead media stereotype, the white resistance movement down through the years has never had any problem in attracting serious, mature, intelligent, and capable adults of both sexes to our ranks.
Maybe it's just me, but actual skinheadism seems to me to be dying out, and not too surprising since the original skins are now breaking 45 and some are pushing 50. I would go so far as to say that that kind of higher-grade individual, the middle-class professional, if you will, or at least the skilled manual worker or small businessman type, now constitutes the bulk of all the contacts that most of our remaining white grouplets receive.
I know that's the case with the Northwest Front.
There is an old Latin term from the days of ancient Rome for people like this.
Optimates, which I won't go into, but those of you with a little classic learning will recognize it.
The problem is beating the short American attention span and keeping them with us, keeping them interested, preventing them from getting bored and restless and wandering off due to the lack of spectacular events other than the internet and getting some serious use from them while they're with us.
Keeping them interested is kind of hard to do without the money and the manpower to do interesting things, which these so-called optimates could provide if they would actually support us in some realistic proportion to their ability to do so.
Now, the problem has always been, always, that with a small number of noble and wonderful exceptions, the optimates, the so-called good people, the middle-class people, the educated and skilled and reasonably affluent white Americans, whom we most certainly do attract in significant numbers, at least to our periphery, these people will not commit and they will not support.
In any meaningful proportion to their actual ability to do so if they so choose.
This wee little movement of ours is notorious for it always being the poorest, the most blue-collar, the most poorly educated, and the white people most damaged and crushed by this vile society, the ones who can least afford to give of themselves in money and time and effort and risk.
They are the ones who do the most and who keep groups like ours afloat insofar as we stay afloat.
Now, the way that an American white racial nationalist group always shakes out is it ends up being run by a fearless leader who usually has some character issues.
His active element consists of a small group of very poor, marginally employed at best, usually young or youngish, single or divorced men, who have personally suffered under America and who have been driven a little bit around the twist thereby, doing all the legwork, all the donkey work, and taking all the risk of arrest and job loss and maybe worse.
You can sometimes throw into the active element a small section of elderly, white-haired, retired men and a few women who either remember the old days when white men still had physical courage, or else they've reached the age where they think the system can't do anything more to them and so it's okay to go ahead and flip the dictatorship the bird.
That's not true.
The FBI loves to imprison and torture elderly people.
Ask Ed Steele.
Ask Bob Chambliss.
Ask Ed and Lorraine Brown.
Ask John Demianyuk.
The small active element of the white nationalist grouplet is supported, shakily and inadequately, by a somewhat larger core of middle-class, educated, and well-employed pale people.
Again, mostly middle-aged men who have been shafted in their personal or business lives by the dictatorship in some way.
Or else, to give them some credit, some of them men whose uneasy consciences will not allow them to stay away from us completely.
These are mostly weak, pale men who cower and hide in the background behind their computers, trembling in terror that someone might find out what computer games they play at night.
No man likes to admit to himself that he's a coward.
I think that's the source of a lot of these middle-class Optimate contacts that our groups get.
Frightened little men trying to whistle past the graveyard and pretend that they're not shitting themselves in terror of being caught or visited by the FBI.
Kind of like kids daring each other to go into a haunted house at night.
The first step is usually Stormfront or VNN, and most of these guys never make it past the V Bulletin boards.
But eventually, despite the ban on discussing the Northwest Front on those boards, the Whisperer comes wafting through cyberspace, and they hear that, yes, someone really does have a plan.
And they end up eventually at Northwestfront.org.
For half a century, these men have dribbled out just enough of a trickle of funds to white racial groups from the old NSWPP to the National States' Rights Party on up to the National Alliance to keep us limping along from month to month and crisis to crisis.
Never anything in meaningful proportion to their actual ability to support.
It's too dangerous to risk everything you have for a hobby.
Yes, I know, there have been exceptions.
I could name some of them, especially in the old National Alliance.
One of the sharpest and greatest things about the late Dr. William L. Pierce was that he was a masterful fundraiser who could slip beaucoup shekels out of those middle-class pockets, especially face-to-face.
I'm told by those in a position to know that when Pierce was at the top of his game, if you had $10,000 in disposable income and you visited Pierce and his trailer up there in West Virginia, Three hours later, when you left to begin the long drive home, Bill would have a ten grand check in his pocket.
I mean, let's face it, a large part of our problem in the NF is that I myself have never been any good at raising money.
I'm embarrassed to ask for it.
It makes me sound like Jim Baker or the Reverend Ike.
Okay, before I finally get down to the point, and yes, my friends, there is a point to all this.
Time for the third music break.
Now, guys, it would seem that during our all-music show December 25th and in RFN's past, I've been telling you something that's not true.
I've been telling you that scholars and archaeologists have not discovered any musical tablature or notation from the classical Greek and Roman world.
Apparently, to my astonishment, this is not the case.
There is something called Unicode, which has recently been found inscribed on stone in ancient Greek monuments, or I should say it's recently been deciphered, and there is also apparently an identified Roman tablature, which I haven't had time to look into yet.
I guess I need to spend less time on the nationalism and more time on my historical updates, but I'm frankly thrilled to find out that I was wrong.
Look, due to time restrictions, I'm not going to go off into a long digression here, but the ancient Greek form has actually been interpreted to the point where certain scholarly musical types feel that they can make an educated guess at what some ancient Greek music sounded like, using reproduction instruments such as flutes, drums, and a lyre.
Now, this number I'm going to play now is called the Sekillos Lament.
It is the oldest known complete musical composition yet discovered.
It's in Ionic Greek, and it uses something called Phrygian octaves, and I'm not sure what those are.
It was apparently a funeral song, either written by a man named Sekillos on the death of his wife, whose name was Euterpe, or possibly vice versa.
It's not clear from the inscription.
The surviving partner, whoever he or she was, went to immense expense to have this funeral song actually engraved in stone in this Unicode notation.
One of the problems with recovering this ancient music is that actual paper or parchment documents from the classical period are almost non-existent.
This is the San Antonio Vocal Arts Ensemble.
The song is the Sekilos Epitaph, and it is believed to be approximately 2,000 years old.
The song is the Sekilos Epitaph.
The Sekilos Epitaph.
The Sekilos Epitaph.
The song is the Sekilos Epitaph.
Okay, running long here, so I'll try and sum up the point of my previous disjointed ramble.
Bear in mind that since we have no money, and since the trickle of new migrants is still just that, a trickle, all of this is just theoretical, but I think it's the correct analysis and the right line, as the communists would say.
We have a catch-22 situation here.
Right now, the NF has enough of these optimates, these so-called good people on our mailing list, and also listening to my words right now.
So that if these individuals could somehow be persuaded to make a total life commitment to the Northwest American Republic and A. Come home and physically build communities here in the Northwest and B. Support the party financially in some realistic proportion to their ability to do so, we would be able to make square one in pretty short order.
Now, we would have the people, the plant, and the resources that we would need to enter serious politics in this three-and-a-half-state area.
But...
That's not going to happen until somehow, God knows how, Harold can find the magic beans and jumpstart something.
The overwhelming majority of these optimates, these so-called good people, are not going to stir a significant finger until such time as they see that the party is more than a hobby, that we have a chance to win, and above all, until we can somehow bring together a crowd that they can hide in.
I'm not necessarily saying that in a derogatory way.
This is simply the reality of the situation, and we dare not continue to escape and evade reality.
White nationalism has been doing that for 70 years now, and it's almost destroyed our race and our civilization.
White Americans are basically herd animals, and the only way that we will be able to get them moving in the right direction is to provide them with an alternative herd to the one they're in.
Now, for almost ten years, I have been seeking some way to get white Americans of the early 21st century to respond to our message in the same way that white Europeans of the early 20th century responded to the political movements of their era, both left and right.
After that length of time, even a mule-headed old fart like me is going to get it through his thick skull that this isn't going to happen.
The herd animals won't join until we get the herd.
I won't go into a long digression right now about the theory of revolutionary vanguard, except to say that it presents its own problems in the 21st century American context, and we'll leave that until later.
The immediate problem is that if we cannot get these people who either have too much to lose or who think they have too much to lose to respond in any degree proportional to their capacity to help, then what the hell are we going to do?
The conclusion is one that I have reached very reluctantly.
And that is that we are going to have to find some way to get some practical use out of the t-shirt use.
The rootless and at least partially dysfunctional lumpenproletariat masses of displaced, unemployed, and underemployed, socially challenged, and politically nebulous young and increasingly not-so-young white males, plus a few females, with nothing but the t-shirts on their backs and $20 in their pocket.
Yes, I know that this contradicts a lot of what I've been saying for years.
That will give you some idea of just how frustrated and enraged I have become with people like Chicago Guy.
Now, if Chicago Guy was alone in his attitude, a once-off I could handle it, but he's not.
The simple fact is that there are thousands of people listening to me right now who are going to do nothing when I am finished except log off and go surfing porno sites until it's next Wednesday night and time to check out Radio Free Northwest again.
Somehow, that has to stop.
And there are two things about the t-shirt youth which I think, in this present situation, merit a rethink about them on our part.
The first is that, given the immediate resources, even if only in the form of a bus ticket and a mattress on the floor someplace, they will come home.
Whereas all these timid and frightened middle-class people are still going to be huddled around their computer terminals ten years from now.
The second thing is that thanks to Barack and St. Obama, there are millions of t-shirt youth.
Surely, somewhere, somehow, in all that mass of dispossessed, devalued, denigrated and invalidated, angry young men, we can find the few thousand that we will need to get this thing started.
Again, bearing in mind that this discussion is at present purely theoretical, Because even if I were inclined to just open up flop houses for pale-skinned derelicts all over the Northwest and pass out the Greyhound tickets, we don't have the resources for it.
Anyway, let's kick this idea around some.
Surely, surely, there is some way for a movement such as ours to take advantage of millions of unemployed, alienated, and angry young men.
Now let me hear what you think.
But for now, our time is up 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 bottom.
Freedom!
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