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Oct. 15, 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've heard 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, rifle known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle, out the marching tune.
Warrior pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
Which advised 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 days were flashing out, rising on the moon.
It's October the 15th, 2015, and we're still waiting for Godot, but I guess for the next hour I'll have to do.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Right, I'm speaking now on Monday, October the 12th, the much-abused and reviled Columbus Day.
We had another great get-together with our comrades yesterday, including a family who drove from out of state to be here, and that's always an upper.
I had some interesting conversations.
One man yesterday mentioned that he had spoken with someone else who wanted my permission to use some RFN stuff on his own podcast.
I think I've mentioned this before, but we can hit it again.
Feel free to do so.
For the record, anyone has my permission to use anything I say or write or publish or otherwise produce in the service of the 14 Word and the Northwest American Republic, anytime, anywhere, and in any way that will help.
Now, another thing we got into yesterday was that I was kind of lured into a crystal ball gazing exercise on the topic of the economy of the future Northwest American Republic.
And I don't mind dabbling in that either on occasion, so let's all crystal ball gaze for a bit.
Now, the first thing I need to remind you of is that that's all this is, crystal ball gazing, and that whatever the eventual reality of Northwest independence, it probably won't precisely resemble anything we've anticipated or can anticipate.
We have no way of knowing what the reality of freedom will be like, only that it will come.
Every actual specific detail on the economy and everything else you guys are constantly trying to get me to crystal ball gaze about is going to depend on how independence is achieved and how much damage is done during that process and where and to whom such damage is done.
For all I know, independence may even suddenly become available through some kind of quasi-legal process like when the Baltics and other so-called Soviet republics Including Ukraine, were able to break away from the Soviet Union in a more or less bloodless way in the 1990s.
It's possible that the United States of America may simply implode and collapse through its own sheer incompetence and crapulence, and all of a sudden we'll just wake up one morning and the iron heel will be gone.
Something like that might leave most of the infrastructure untouched, and it might even avoid the kind of economic sanctions I'm anticipating.
Basically, if everything falls apart at once like the Soviet Union did, it could be there will be basically nothing and no one left with the power or the inclination to enforce such sanctions on the Northwest.
The roads, the banking system, the internet, the power grids, and infrastructure might be more or less intact.
And even though an upheaval like that would have repercussions all over the continent, we won't be inheriting a heap of rubble from the War of Independence like the Germans did in 1945.
Of course, that kind of sudden and squishy breakup, without removing the non-whites from the homeland first, might also mean that the struggle for a white Northwest might still be ahead of us.
But if we were only going up against the weakened state governments and the hippy-dippy Cascadia loons and the granola-munching Seattle liberals, then a military option would most definitely be available.
Always assuming, of course, that we can somehow acquire the physical courage to act, even then.
Remember, one of the mainstays of the present dictatorship is the power of the mayor of Seattle or the governor of Oregon to pick up the phone and call Washington, D.C., and get almost unlimited armed backup in the form of thousands of paramilitary secret police and men in black body armor from the alphabet soup agencies, and if necessary, niggers and Mexican imperial soldiers rolling out from Joint Base Lewis-McChord and their strikers and APCs.
Once the local Northwest liberal establishment loses that power, like the governors of Roman Britain did after the legions withdrew in the 5th century, then everything is doable.
One day, the dictator in Washington, D.C. will withdraw his or her legions from the Northwest, and probably for more or less the same reason.
Anyway, you see what I'm getting at.
The reality of the future economy will depend on the reality of the revolution and how much and what we have left from the old world after the smoke clears away and the toxic waste recedes.
Now, all of that being said, I did address this issue of the economy and currency at some length in the first section of Freedom Sons.
You'll recall that this is why the novel was written, to address all of these crystal ball-type issues in at least a theoretical way, what might transpire if various events were to happen and various results were to come about in such and such a way.
I deliberately tried to keep this section of the book as potentially realistic as possible, but by that very token, I couldn't address all the possibilities.
I even considered reading out loud some excerpts from Freedom's Sons here today, but that would be a little awkward since that part of the book is mostly dialogue.
The upshot of it all is that we will almost certainly have to attempt to create what is known as an autarkic economy for the NAR, meaning an economy which is completely isolated and disconnected from the rest of the world and which is accordingly not vulnerable to outside pressure or tampering or sanctions.
A self-contained economy in which we will be able to manufacture or grow or otherwise produce or acquire everything we need from within our own borders.
Now, the standard naysay to that is, oh, Harold, that's impossible.
All economies are now globally interconnected.
Yes, they are, but that doesn't mean they have to be.
And yes, it's very possible to create a self-contained economy in an area the size of the Pacific Northwest with the resources we have here.
Which, by the way, is why our new homeland has to be here in the Pacific Northwest and not in some landlocked enclave in flyover country and not in some tiny patch of New England like Vermont or New Hampshire.
We will have almost everything we need here in the Pacific Northwest.
We will have a land that can and does produce pretty much everything we need by way of food supplies.
From Idaho potatoes to Montana beef to Yakima apples.
And with our reduced and racially homogenous population, we will be able to do so organically and in more than sufficient quantities.
As much as possible, agribusiness will be replaced by the family farm, although, to be honest, so much damage has been done to that concept by the wreck of the American culture that it may take a couple of generations to get white folks in any numbers back to the land and re-establish our links with the old way of life.
There are some possible exceptions, such as tobacco and citrus and other tropical fruits.
But hey, right now we've got vineyards in southern Oregon, and who's to say that with some adjustment and experimentation we won't be able to grow oranges and grapefruits in certain parts of the homeland.
Although we may once again have to get used to eating certain things only when they're in season, like we did when I was growing up.
And there's the Freedom's Sons solution.
Hydroponics.
Manufacturing and energy will be more problematic.
We will probably have to come up with some kind of five-year plan, almost like Stalin's, although without all the tyranny and the slave labor, to industrialize the country in areas where we're short, notably in building our own steel industry and in certain key areas of manufacturing.
But bear in mind...
That, like all the rest of North America, the Northwest is full of abandoned factories that once employed hundreds of thousands of white people in almost every kind of industry imaginable.
So we won't be starting from scratch.
My guess is that we will have to initiate a program whereby we produce and then make extensive use of robotics.
A lot will depend on how much access we have to fossil fuels, but once again there's the Freedom Sun solutions of alcohol, methane, and Tesla technology.
These already exist.
The United States and the rest of the world, in thrall to the oil companies, simply don't use them.
We will have no choice but to lead the world in alternate energy development.
Another aspect of our economy will be a racially homogenous and intelligent and hard-working population in the Northwest of white people who will, frankly, be content with less, and therefore require less of the economy to be devoted to producing pointless and bizarre luxury goods like bobblehead dolls and leg warmers and the thousand and one utterly useless things that American capitalism spends billions of dollars in money, man hours, and raw materials every year to produce and distribute.
A large part of our autarkic economy's success will be due to the fact that we only produce what we need for a sane and healthy society, and there won't be all the incredible waste that comes with the Jewish presence in a nation's economic life.
One of the ideas I broached in Freedom's Sons, but didn't really develop all that much, is a kind of R&D free-for-all worked through the Republic's universities and the ministries of science and industry whereby we recruit the top remaining white scientific and technical brains from the rest of the world, many of whom will be more than willing to come home and work here free from the mental and spiritual chains of political correctness and liberalism.
The idea will be to create think tanks and research facilities where we basically look at every crackpot idea that the white technical and inventive mind can imagine.
From Tesla-related energy to medical research of the kind that the capitalist pharmaceutical industry avoids because it cures sickness too cheaply.
On out to anti-gravity and teleportation and eugenics-related projects.
Quite frankly, we will give just about any crackpot idea a full-blown try with all the necessary time and effort and research to determine whether there's anything to it or not.
I'm sure a lot of those will turn out to be just that, unworkable crackpot ideas, but along the way we may discover anything from cancer cures to how to make those flying cars I describe in my novels.
Stuff that we can export and sell to the rest of the world.
Eliminating usury from the financial system will work wonders.
Some of you guys need to re-read your copies of the Northwest Constitution in the back of your white books.
Usury and property taxation of actual homesteads where white families live and white children are raised is prohibited.
Obviously, in the Northwest Republic there will be no Federal Reserve, no Rothschilds or any Jewish participation in banking since there will be no Jews, no stock exchange, so forth and so on.
And so a lot of the economic problems and pitfalls in existing capitalist societies won't complicate things.
I know a lot of our people are really obsessed with currency and will be demanding that we use nothing but gold and silver coins.
Oddly enough, that's one of the things ISIS is doing as well in the parts of the Middle East they've conquered.
I touched on this peripherally in Freedom Sons, but one of the problems there is that we may simply not have enough precious metal for much in the way of gold and silver coins.
Unless, of course, one of those crackpot mad scientists I mentioned can find the secret of alchemy and we can transmute it from lead.
Maybe we can have our foreign intelligence operatives stage raids on the homes of wealthy rap artists in the United States and steal the niggers' bling.
Another problem that might arise is if we use gold and silver coinage and no one else in the world does.
We'll have a problem with people taking our money out of the country and melting it down to make more bling for niggers, that kind of thing.
Realistically, we will probably have to use some kind of paper currency as well, which in an autarkic economy should work so long as the circulation and growth of the money supply is controlled, and so long as we don't have usury miraculously multiplying the theoretical money supply far above what actually exists.
I envision a proper central government bank, one of whose functions will be to make sure that doesn't happen.
And for external use, the institution of a Third Reich-style foreign trade credit banking system, like the one invented by Helmar Schacht.
Now, should I go over an article I wrote many years ago called 14th Century Economics Lesson to explain all that?
Let me see how much other stuff we've got this week.
like this from The Trucker.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from a wet section of Utah on I-70.
He's going to be heading up US-6 here in a few minutes on my way to the homeland.
It's Monday, October 5th, and I wanted to touch on, are you doing it right?
I'm not really talking about moving to the homeland this time, but for those of you that live in one of those not-so-free states that I travel through on occasion, if you can't, in the count of three, one, two, three, put your hand on at least one firearm, To defend yourself, you're doing it wrong.
And obviously, those people that decided to obey those stupid signs in the Umpqua on Thursday of last week, October 1st, were doing it wrong.
Because if at least one of them had been armed, that guy would have gotten off a lot fewer shots and guaranteed More people would be alive and unshot today than what are now because nobody had a way to fight back.
I don't know, some of you might have seen me cruising around the country and not known it, but if you saw me, guess what?
I was armed.
In Chicago.
In New Jersey.
In New York City.
Yeah.
My right to protect myself trumps your stupid laws, so to hell with you people.
Yep, I've been armed in Connecticut and Massachusetts and upstate New York also.
All 48 of the states that I've been through, I've traveled armed.
And personally, I think you're kind of stupid if you don't have a way to protect yourself.
I got into it with an individual that lived over, I think it was in Great Britain somewhere, got on him about not being able to have a firearm.
He says, well, I got a bow and arrow.
Oh, yeah, okay, right.
Yeah, you're going to be able to get off how many damned arrows in the amount of time, the few seconds it takes me to click the safety off on my 1911 and get off eight rounds?
I don't think so.
I don't think you're quite that fast there, Sparky.
But anyway, so, for those of you that don't feel like moving to the homeland, can I make a suggestion?
You can go down to your local Walmart, Lowe's, Home Depot, local hardware store, whatever.
If you don't have this object, you can buy one there.
It has a metal end and about a...
Five foot or so long, wooden handle on it.
It's called a shovel.
Go out and dig a hole in your backyard at least six feet deep, probably about, what is it, three or so feet wide and about seven or so feet long.
Yeah, it's called a grave.
That way, when the criminal, be it, A nigger, a beaner, or one of those Aloha snack bar individuals comes around and kills you.
You've already got your hole dug, so it makes life a lot easier for the rest of us.
That's my only advice for today.
Alright, comrades, this is the Trucker, hoping to see you either in the homeland or on your way to the homeland soon.
All right, have a good one from Utah.
We're going to do what they say, and they know.
We've got a long way to go.
Any short time you get there I'm whisked down just watch over and it runs I'm whisked down just watch over and it runs Thank you.
And the evil karaoke just keeps on rolling.
This is called Workers' Paradise.
You're listening to Ingsoc Radio, the only radio station on the air.
Up next, we have Workers' Paradise.
This one goes out to all my parole homies.
Down with the bourgeoisie.
As I walk through the valley where we harvest our grain, I take a look at our lives and realize they're very plain.
But that's just perfect for a commie like me.
You know I shun fancy things like electricity.
At 4.30 in the morning I mine in coal.
And my comrades blow the fields like panicked moles, fool.
And I've been worshiping Mao for so long that even the Chinese think my mind is gone.
I'm a man of the land.
I'm into discipline.
A manifesto's in my hand and a beard's on my chin.
But if I get my ration card and you obtain yours, then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1984.
We've been spending most our lives living in a worker's paradise.
I've riddled in once or twice Living in a worker's paradise It's hard work and sacrifice Living in a worker's paradise We sell grain at control price Living in a worker's paradise A local boy criticized the party, I see.
I just smiled at him.
And I called the KGB.
I really don't care.
In fact, I wish him well.
Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he dies in his cell.
I ain't never made a profit from the working man's labor.
If the state takes your money, consider it a favor.
I never wear suits, but I got a fur hat.
And my comrades agree, I really look good in red, fool.
If you have connections, you may get some beer.
But we haven't seen toilet paper in 54 years.
All our products fall to pieces, but please don't point and stare.
We're just economically impaired There's no phone, no lights, no motor car Not a single luxury Like Robinson Crusoe It's as primitive as can be We've been spending most our lives Living in a worker's paradise We're just plain and simple guys Living in a worker's paradise drinking vodka's
our one by's living in a way We don't fight, we all play nice.
Living in a workers' paradise.
Eating margarine, wishing we had butter.
Rations cut on Monday, soon they'll cut another.
Think you're all superior in your western cars?
Well, I know we're a million times as equal as you are.
I'm the kind of guy the little Maoists want to be like.
Making bombs day and night to fight for the workers' rights.
So don't be whiny, and don't be greedy.
Because my comrade in the gulags, you really will be needy.
We've been spending most our lives living in a worker's paradise.
We're all crazy lending nights living in a worker's paradise.
There's no shops or Christmas lights living in a worker's paradise.
You probably think it bites living in a worker's paradise.
It was spectacular.
And of course, the guy who made this song did not make a profit off of it.
That would be exploiting the rest of us.
Instead of making a profit, he got a ration card, which was objectively the same value as the value he provided to us by making this song.
Had he received any less, he would have been exploited.
Had he received any more, he would have been exploiting the society.
We have a wonderful system that can calculate these sort of things.
We are so lucky, comrades.
*Music*
Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I'm going to be discussing the ninth edition of March of the Titans.
By 1917, the Russian monarchy was greatly out of touch, and it had really been this way since the 1825 Rebellion, but the strain of World War I was really the last straw.
By February, you had protests and calls for the Tsar to step down, and the Socialist Workers' Party had taken over the local government.
A few days later, the Tsar did step down and tried to dissolve parliament.
But this was not successful as the parliament met secretly.
Now, the Russian parliament was rather conservative, so they wanted to continue the war, hoping to annex territory.
During the spring and summer of 1917, socialist workers' councils were dominated by the Mensheviks.
And these were moderate socialists who wanted individual freedoms and a free press.
However, the arrival of Lenin, and even more important, Leon Trotsky, would help turn the tide to the more radical Bolshevik position.
By October 25, the Second Congress of Soviets endorsed the Bolsheviks.
Lenin was head of the Council of People's Commissars, and he would end the war and redistribute land.
When elections were held, the Bolsheviks did not do well.
This is likely because the Russians wanted two things.
They wanted out of World War I, and they wanted a decrease in the wealth inequality.
Once these were done, enthusiasm for the Bolsheviks dried up.
Trotsky ordered the Military Revolutionary Council to disperse parliament.
And in 1918, the situation was very polarized.
There were some that longed for renewed czarist control, and there were others who were socialists or communists of various sorts.
And so you had a civil war essentially between the whites, who were the traditional czarists, and the reds, who were maybe Menshevik or Bolshevik.
It's true that many important communists were descended from Jews.
Marx, who was the furist of communism, actually came from a long line of rabbis.
And also Trotsky was of Jewish descent.
In other parts of Europe, there were three other communist revolutions that took place.
One of them was Kurt Eisner's communist revolution in Munich in November of 1918 that lasted until February of 1919.
This particular rebellion would have been witnessed by Hitler.
Another rebellion that took place in Germany nearly at the same time was the Spartacus uprising in Berlin.
And then you also had the Belkan uprising in Hungary during 1919.
So clearly communism was starting to spread.
But when Stalin came to power, he would have a falling out with Trotsky.
Now this is because Trotsky really wanted to concentrate on spreading the revolution internationally, whereas Stalin just wanted to focus on the Soviet Union.
Now eventually another thing that happened is that some of the Russian Jews and other European Jewish intellectuals Would start taking an interest in Zionism.
The communists quickly came to disagree with Zionism as they saw it as a regression into nationalism when the communists really wanted to spread international worker consciousness.
However, in the Soviet Union, the author also points out that non-Zionist Jews were left alone and still in many cases occupied prominent positions.
The author does remind us that anti-Semitism has really existed since ancient Egypt, and it's existed because of religious differences and also the fact that Jewish people have often had a lot of money.
Also, I suppose a sense of separatism among Jews may have rubbed some people the wrong way as well.
So then the author goes on to talk about World War I. As we all know, as a result of the First World War, Germany lost both land and citizens.
There was territory, of course, lost in France.
It was the issue of Danzig and Cilicia, Sudetenland, and it was also the fact that Germany was blocked from unifying with Austria.
The party in Germany that really got blamed for Versailles was the Social Democrats, and this is because they were forced to sign the papers.
When Germany made its first payment, the economy failed, and the French occupied Saar, and they used black troops for this.
There were a couple of different payment plans that came about to try to help Germany stretch out these payments.
But finally, they settled upon the Young Plan, and this stretched the payments out until 1988.
Having to do with the war and also the fact that East Germany did not make payments to Israel because they were against Zionism, they had all these reparations and they didn't finish paying them until October of 2010.
Now, when Hitler came to power in 1933, he refused to pay reparations.
And he reoccupied ceded lands, as we all know, beginning with the Tsar.
And this continued happily on through onslaughts in the Sudetenland.
Also, the Czech part of Czechoslovakia became a German protectorate.
Slovakia was given independence.
By 1939, Germany wanted a direct rail link into Poland, but the Poles would not grant this.
Hitler was hopeful that Britain and France would not go to war over Poland.
Now because the Polish military technology had not advanced, they were quickly overrun in early October of 1939.
Germany is often rather tarred with the brush of invading Poland, and that is true.
However, the Soviets would also invade 16 days later.
They really never get the rap for this, not even at Nuremberg.
After 1939 and until 1945, The Danzig Corridor was in German hands, but the rest of Poland was really under something called the Government General, and although it was under German supervision, it was mostly left in Polish hands.
Now, because it was important to subdue Britain, Operation Sea Lion was launched.
Because Germany didn't have much of a navy at this point, they really used their air force.
Now, to this end, they developed a plane called a Messerschmitt that had a vertical climb.
However, the British Spitfire could stay in the air much longer, and because of this, Germany lost a lot of pilots, and this led to tabling Operation Sea Lion.
Now, there are others like Tedder who say that Hitler was something of an Anglophile, and this played a role as well.
However, even more problematic was Mussolini's invasion of Greece.
The Italians were bungling, and Hitler had to bring that invasion under control.
Now, this postponed the Soviet invasion by a month, and ultimately it would cost the war.
By 1941, also, the U.S. was supporting Britain with something called the Lend-Lease Act.
The United States was attacking German warships.
Now also, in 1941, the Japanese were in Manchuria.
And they could have advanced onward to the USSR.
However, at this point, they did not attack the USSR.
Instead, they signed a treaty stating that they would not go to war with the Soviets.
Thus, the Soviets, who greatly outnumbered the Germans, were able to fight a war of attrition.
And by January, and of course by this time the U.S. was involved as well, of 1944, Germany was facing nonstop air raids.
Now in a desperate attempt to defend Germany, Hitler created something called flank towers, and these were shelters, and they also contained anti-aircraft guns.
Now by the summer of 1944, Germany did have some improved tanks.
And they also had V-1 flying bombs and the V-2s, which were the world's first intercontinental ballistic missiles.
And they also had an improved Messerschmitt design.
But it was all too few and too little too late.
As we know, Germany was forced to surrender on May the 7th of 1945.
Now, while the loss of this war is really impossible to overestimate, Germany was fortunate to avoid what happened to Japan in the summer of 1945.
The next time, I'm going to be discussing Chapter 65, and that's a chapter that is about the Reich.
It's not about the war.
It's about social policies within the Reich.
And I'm very excited to discuss that topic because I really have to say that I believe that National Socialism is the greatest ideology that has ever been.
And I always enjoy talking about the positive aspects of that society.
So I'm very much looking forward to reading that chapter, and I would really like to report on that chapter exclusively instead of having to combine chapters.
So the next time I discuss this book, that's my plan.
So I hope you found this review to be, or summary, to be interesting, despite how depressing the subject is.
So have a good evening, and I thank you for listening, and hail victory, comrades.
Thank you.
You know, it strikes me it's been a while since we've had any white history lessons on this show.
But rather than me read my own article I mentioned before about 14th century economics, which I'm sure a lot of you would simply find boring, let's take a foray back into the more recent past.
Some of you listening to this probably know who Lewis Beam is and who he was back in the day, in the 70s and the 80s.
If you don't, you should.
I am not quite sure where this speech is from, but this is an example of Lewis's inimicable oratorical style.
You can overcome these people.
You can deny them authority over you, but you've got to want to.
And you've got to quit believing the lies you're told.
That's the good news.
The good news is you can win if you want to.
But do you want to?
Do you want to?
Because see, the truth is, most of us are slaves.
Don't even know it.
Now I'm known for saying exactly what I think.
I never felt fear of reproach.
That was my motto.
So I'm going to tell you this.
I'm going to tell you what I think.
I'm going to tell you that It doesn't matter who wins this struggle if the winning side is no better than the enemy that we all oppose.
It doesn't matter who wins if we're not any better than them.
If we think like them, we act like them, we talk like them, we dress like them, we look like them, if we are monkey see, monkey do, what the hell does it matter who wins?
applause applause applause applause It don't matter.
It don't matter.
In ancient times, a symbol of, as an example, of the type of way we're being used and abused, and you don't even stop to think about it, or you don't know, you're honestly at a loss for whatever your reason,
your excuse, whatever it may be, in ancient times, A symbol of servitude in slavery was a ring, a ring of chains around your body.
They put chains on your legs, put them on your arms, and slaves were let out into the fields in Rome and in other areas.
Everywhere the Arabs did it, they had chain gangs.
You've heard it.
That doesn't come from the penitentiary.
That's a 4,000-year-old institution.
When an enemy was conquered by somebody, the victorious side made slaves out of the strong, out of the healthy people, and they killed the weak.
So the strong, healthy people were made slaves.
And after many years, if perchance you became a loyal and faithful servant of your master, guess what happened?
They took all of your chains away except for a ring, which they either put in your ear or in your nose.
And that was the sign that you're a good slave.
How many good slaves do we have among us?
Think about how you're being used, abused, and mistreated, and you don't even know it!
Some of you proudly and openly Where are your physical signs of slavery?
Because you don't know any better.
Because you haven't been taught any better.
And because you were not taught, I forgive you.
But you've been told now, I told you.
Free yourself!
No more slaves!
Every man a king!
That's one way you're made into slaves.
Others are slavish in their thinking, in their habits, in their personal behavior.
Some of you have no personal pride.
You doubt my word?
I've been out there picking up your trash off the ground all day.
Who's putting the trash on the ground?
Some low-life person that has no pride in himself, no respect for Pastor Butler's church grounds, no care or thought.
About what he's doing to other people's environment.
He just throws his trash on the ground like white trash and walks away.
And so, in another way, you have been deceived.
You have been deceived into being a non-caring, dirty person of personal habit.
But I'm here to forgive you again.
Because now I've told you, I don't want to pick up your trash.
And that you're a better person than that.
Your ancestors didn't dirty up their environment and live like pigs.
They were proud of themselves.
You can be too.
If you're going to act like the enemy, just bring the enemy in.
Don't pretend to be our friend.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
I blame it all on slavery.
When I go to prison, they're gonna muddick me.
That's me.
That's me.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, no.
Oh, no, no.
Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no.
Yeah.
Prison with dickin'day and night.
Rufus won't let me out of sight.
He didn't do nothings and they gave me life.
I'll get shade tomorrow with a nigger at night.
Oh.
Oh, it helps me.
Oh.
Oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no.
It helps me, Lordy.
It can't go on like this.
See you next time.
Okay, guys, the good news is I'm not going to read you that medieval economics article I talked about.
The bad news is that I'm going to read you another old article of mine, what used to be called a C-gram from the year 2003.
That's 12 years ago.
I'm not going to go off into a long tale here, but suffice it to say that this issue has come up again, that my position has not changed since the year 2003.
That this old article is probably the best way I've ever expressed it, and so it's time for an encore.
Guys, I've said in the past that I understand and accept that for whatever reason, the 40 years of experience I have accumulated in this thing of ours is not teachable, and that everybody has to go through my own learning curve on these things.
Now, that doesn't mean that I'm going to stop trying to get you to listen to what I'm trying to tell you, because if ever you did, It would save us all so much tragedy and grief.
Anyway, this old piece is called The Streetwalking Rationale, and I want to add a quick caveat here.
Now, this article refers to the situation in North America only, in the United States.
Not in Europe, where different conditions and strategic situations apply, and where there are at least some different and better quality white people than we have here.
One of the racially conscious community's most durable and sacrosanct sacred cows is the street walk, otherwise known, almost always incorrectly, as a rally.
Eighteen people do not constitute a quote-unquote rally of any kind, although the leftist counter-demonstrations are often sufficiently large to merit that designation.
We recently had an example of this in Gainesville, Florida.
Since my duty station within the racially conscious community is to ask questions regarding sacred cows that no one wants to answer, and to discuss things in public that the self-appointed leadership do not want discussed, I reckon it's about time I pointed out the nudity of this particular emperor again.
Quite a few of us seem to be politely and deferentially averting our eyes from the fact that he's butt-necked.
To begin with, let me explain the official rationale behind streetwalking point by point.
Street-walking, in theory, is essentially an attempt to reproduce, here in America, certain specific objective conditions which apply to Europe today, or which have applied to Europe in the past, or which, to a limited extent, applied to America in a largely idealized and incorrectly perceived past, viz.
the 50,000-man clan marches of the 1920s, so forth and so on.
More specifically, streetwalking is an attempt to replicate here in the 21st century certain key periods in European history which provided windows of opportunity for revolution, specifically Weimar Germany, and to a lesser extent Petrograd in 1917 for leftists.
They have this same obsession as well, by the way.
It's a form of what anthropologists call sympathetic magic.
The belief is that if we emulate the behavior of certain political movements from these historical epochs, And put on an approximate pastiche of the costume of the period, then somehow the year 2003 will be magically transformed into these historical epochs, or maybe 2004 or 2010 or 2020.
Anyway, here's how it's supposed to work in theory.
Number one, we begin with a small number of people, mostly socially dysfunctional young men.
Plus a few older right-wing cranks.
Now guys, I'm sorry, but those of you who have actually attended these gigs will recognize the truth of what I say.
There is no longer anything to be gained and much to be lost by glossing over uncomfortable truth.
This small handful of people then goes out in public, often oddly dressed and waving signs and flags from the various historical epochs they are trying to evoke.
Under the protection of the government's police, they exchange shouts and shoves and largely harmless missiles with various reds, mud, people, bugger boys, etc., etc.
So far, so good.
Number two, this street theater then generates establishment media publicity of a sort, which, according to orthodox movement thinking, is the be-all, end-all, and absolute lifeblood of our struggle.
According to this school of thought, to be on TV is to be real.
The goods, the real stuff.
The right stuff.
True, we can usually get a few soundbites on the 6 and 11 o 'clock news with these activities, and sometimes a couple of hourly mentions on CNN and a few mangled newspaper quotes as well.
Number three.
In theory, other white people will see this media publicity, admire the hell out of us, and come clamoring to join our grouplets and go on the next such activity.
Now, here's where the whole concept starts to wobble and slip, but let's leave that for later.
Number four.
With every new street walk, there will, in theory, be more and more white people wearing the costumes, waving the signs and flags, and screaming and shouting at the reds and muds and bugger boys, and eventually there will be thousands of us, and we will outnumber the scum.
Now, up to this point, all of this is theoretically possible, and on a handful of occasions, such as Gage Park and Marquette Park in Chicago, Forsyth County, Georgia, Glenn Miller's White Patriot Party, etc., we have even gotten to within faintly audible shouting distance of this point on the horizon.
Number five.
On these few occasions when we have reached that point, the whole project has always fallen apart due to one of two causes.
A. The issue of character, which we as a community steadfastly refuse to confront, Glenn Miller being a good example here.
Then there's B. The complete and total lack of anything remotely resembling a plan to transmute large gatherings of racially aware whites into a political force that will transfer state power from the hands of those who presently hold it into our own.
But usually the process is broken down long before it.
Step 3. The necessary connection is never made in the minds of the white masses.
The desire to emulate and to join the streetwalkers never makes its appearance.
Why not?
Well, there are two reasons for this.
First off, there's the fact that the Zog media controls what, if anything, the white population is allowed to see and hear of such activities.
Like all serious stories nowadays, from the monkoid sniper in Maryland to the coming invasion of Iraq, Our activities are presented not as news, but as entertainment, which is what the masses, or them asses, as an old wobbly called them, expect from television.
Look at the funny racists in the funny clothes!
Now stay tuned for that 70s show!
Does this mean that we would get any better results if all the streetwalkers wore suits and ties?
No, because secondly, there is again that issue of white character which we refuse to address.
This particular uncomfortable manifestation of it is the fact that the overwhelming majority of white people are simply morally incapable of giving us the kind of reaction we want from them.
We are speaking to their grandfathers, not to them.
Modern-day Bubus Americanus is a moral void.
It is useless to appeal to the nobler natures and better instincts of the white majority.
They have none, and have been deliberately made that way.
They will never respond to any kind of mass movement tactics because the necessary moral instincts, frames of reference, and cultural motivations have been socially engineered out of them.
We are beating a dead horse.
Okay, that's streetwalking in theory, but what are we really doing here?
Attendez vous, guys.
Let's start with a little history lesson again.
Streetwalking in its present racial form in America.
Europe, I say again, is a completely different kettle of fish.
Goes back to the deservedly famous Commander George Lincoln Rockwell and his early stormtrooper activities in Washington, D.C. and elsewhere.
Since Rockwell was so far head and shoulders above everybody else that the racially conscious community has subsequently produced by way of leadership, self-appointed or otherwise, it is understandable that a lot of misconception and distortion has attached itself to the Rockwell legend.
One of the more unfortunate beliefs that has embedded itself in our subculture from the Rockwell era is the concept of the minuscule activity on public property, especially dressed in some kind of odd garb or costume, as a kind of defining rite of passage or manhood ritual.
This is a completely incorrect reading of George Lincoln Rockwell's tactics, which, just as much as Weimar Germany, were distinct and particular to his time and place.
A time and a place now almost half a century distant.
Phase I was a temporary set of tactics which Rockwell himself defined repeatedly and very clearly as publicity stunts to be used only during the earliest phases of the A&P's struggle.
And yet they have become a kind of cult among racially aware whites.
The core of this belief system is that rather than actually fighting and killing our enemies, as was the case throughout thousands of years of Aryan history, Quote-unquote real white men now display their macho and their physical prowess by symbolic gesture in a kind of mock ritual combat.
The ritual often includes dressing up in strange, historically apocryphal clothing such as homemade costumes patterned after the SA uniforms of the Third Reich, historically inaccurate Ku Klux Klan robes of purple and bilious green, and more recently, shaven heads with body tattoos.
I might point out that Andrew Greenbaum's so-called uniform branch resembled the village people.
On the street there is much bellicose chanting and shouting of threats and slogans like gorillas beating their chests.
There is the hurling of rocks and bottles, which can be painful but so far never lethal.
There's mock half-charges and aggressive posturing, etc.
In some respects, it is remarkably similar to the ritualistic but almost completely non-fatal wars between tribes of New Guinea headhunters, and it seems to serve a similar purpose, including the bonding feast afterwards, wherein the enemy, who seem to be in on the play in their own minds, although they never admit to it, are held to scorn and boasts of great deeds done on the field of battle or proclaimed, etc., etc.
The participants in such activities have come through an event which generated an adrenaline and pheromone rush similar to that produced by actual battle but with none of the risks.
They can subsequently feel the sense of accomplishment and increased self-esteem that comes from the illusory idea that they fought back.
That they are in the trenches and front-line soldiers.
But no one's actually hurt.
Not a single weapon is fired.
No physical damage of any kind is inflicted on the enemy.
On Monday morning, they all trudge back to their shitwork jobs, and all is as it was.
Everybody's happy.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We are volunteers of America!
Volunteers of America!
The days of America I've got a revolution I've got a revolution Look what's popping up the streets Got a
revolution, got a revolution Hey, I'm dancing down the street Got a revolution, got a revolution Ain't it amazing on the people I meet Got a revolution We are volunteers of America Oh
yeah, we are volunteers of America We are volunteers of America Volunteers of America Volunteers of America Volunteers of America Thank you you
On a few occasions, actual combat does break out, more by accident than anything else, but it's always of short duration and quickly broken up by the police, often with legal consequences which far outweigh any advantage to be gained, Greensboro and the Palmer House in Chicago in 1977 being a good example.
Before somebody starts yelling about November the 3rd, it needs to be very clearly understood that Greensboro was an accidental exception.
Totally unique.
And we should note that it has not been allowed to happen again, thank God.
No one but an idiot would want to go through the years that followed Greensboro as the lives of sixteen innocent men were utterly destroyed by this society's obscene judicial process.
The actual chance of anyone getting seriously hurt on one of these street walks beyond a few bruises is slim.
The police are always out in force and usually more or less do their jobs and prevent the tiny handful of whites from being lynched by the lefty muddy mobs.
There have been some nasty incidents at some of these events when they have been allowed to get out of hand or when police are absent through design or incompetence, but even when that happens, there is never any serious threat to the power structure.
If there were, the police would be breaking up such gatherings with rubber bullets and nightsticks, not guarding us.
In essence, streetwalks are a psychological substitute for actual physical resistance against the tyranny that is destroying our race.
It's kind of like the WWF.
Actualized mock combat, which allows a certain level of self-esteem in those who participate in them, as if exchanging insults and maybe even a few shoves and pokes with scum is in some way equivalent to actual serious resistance, which threatens the power.
An interesting digression.
While Sinn Féin does hold regular demonstrations in Ireland, They have the many thousands in numbers needed to do it right, and the actual volunteers of the IRA are under orders to stay away from such events to prevent their being photographed or arrested.
The only exceptions are firing parties at Republican funerals, although I understand the provost stopped doing that because it was too risky.
In some ways, this cult of false macho is perfectly understandable in view of the extreme rarity of physical courage among white males these days.
I do not deny a certain very limited value in these events.
In the absence of a better rite of passage for white young men, this one will have to do for the time being, although I frankly think a better one would be learning a trade and raising a family in the homeland.
But I must admit I like my little aphorism.
A white man of twenty who doesn't streetwalk has no balls.
A white man of forty who's still streetwalking has no brains.
Rather than run this to Tolstoy in length trying to prove what should be obvious, I can only point to the one outstanding feature of streetwalking that overrides all others.
It doesn't work.
We've been doing it for almost 50 years now.
It doesn't work.
Barring a major situational change in America, which I suppose is always possible, it ain't never gonna work.
Why doesn't it work?
Ask Billy Roper, who planned his event in Gainesville for weeks and then got there to find 17 people besides himself.
Okay, 23 counting the four in the truck who were turned away and the two Christians who refused to participate with people who insulted their faith.
It doesn't work because nobody shows.
Why does nobody show?
Well, that gets into that.
Character issue we do double backflips to avoid talking about.
But ask anyone who's ever tried to organize one of these things.
Ask him about the sinking feeling of horror he gets in his guts when the signs are all painted, the flags on the flagpoles, and he looks around and sees them stacked up while in front of him stand 10 or 12 or 18 people who are looking around themselves and muttering that one question that precedes every such event.
Where the hell is everybody?
Oh, the ingeniousness of the excuses.
I have heard everything from stirring accounts of battles with niggers in convenience stores along the way that never happened, to my dog died.
Sudden and mysterious car trouble is always a favorite.
But above all, there's that hearty perennial, at the last minute, I had to work.
Of course, some of them always do manage to make it to the barbecue with a potluck afterward, especially if there's free beer in the offing.
I understand that I am now going to be pelted with dozens, possibly hundreds of emails from people screaming, Market Park, Forsyth County, and Glenn Miller at me.
Yeah, given a small core of highly active people, and above all, given something approaching adequate funding, it is possible, under certain extremely rare and specific conditions, To get comparatively significant numbers of white people into the streets for very short periods of time before the social disapproval mechanisms kick in and they go shuffling back into their dens and plop down back in front of the television.
It is rare, but it has occurred.
It has occurred so rarely that these exceptions prove the rule.
In Marquette and Forsyth, there was an immediate, visible threat of nigger invasions, as literally there were black mobs coming across Western Avenue and across some park down there in Georgia, literally coming to take white people's homes away from them, to squat on their land, occupy their houses.
Glenn Miller was one of the beneficiaries of the order's largesse, and he had a couple of hundred thousand dollars for full-time organizers, actual uniforms as opposed to costumes, paid transport to and from events, etc.
If some rich man cares to lay 200 grand on Billy Roper, I'm sure we'll see some vast improvements in his performance as well.
Okay, it's now 2003.
Where are the results of all those past Close But No cigars?
Where are the visible results of any of it for the past 50 years?
How much actual, political, racial, or demographic change has come about from any of it?
Again, I ask, point blank, is this what we need to be spending the next 30 years doing?
Again, I say, it is time for us to sit down, reassess, and rethink all of this.
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 Underban.
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