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Jan. 28, 2016 - Radio Free Nortwest - H.A. Covington
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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Hush, oh, well, 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, rifle known to you and me.
One more door 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 Switch your bike upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon Out from many a mud-walled cabin eyes Were watching through the night Many a man's chest was throbbing For the blessed warming light The warmers passed along the valleys Like the man's 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 blades were flashing At the rising of the moon It's January the 28th, 2016.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
As always, for the past few weeks, I'll start with an update on events in Harney County, Oregon.
Things are actually shaping up a little better down there, if we can avoid a bloodbath, which is always possible if Barry chimps out.
The militia occupation of the Miller Wildlife Refuge is actually taking on something that is beginning to resemble a theoretically attainable political objective, which is something it kind of lacked during the first few weeks.
I say theoretically because I doubt the dictatorship will give in without a lot more pressure than has been applied, but we'll see.
First off, last Wednesday, the Democrat governor of Oregon, a quote-unquote open bisexual named Kate Brown, who took over from the former governor last year when his personal and financial corruption raised such a stench that even the Democrats couldn't allow it.
Anyway, this female perv sent a letter to the director of the FBI and the mulatto U.S. Attorney General demanding that the dictatorship send in troops and slaughter all the militiamen.
No word on what response she got, if any.
Now, we don't know whether or not Barry is going to go for that, or whoever's handling Barry, since I would think at least a few of the top people in the dictatorship still do have enough sense to understand the inadvisability of giving white Americans visible martyrs in an election year, especially one with Donald Trump trampling through everything like a rogue elephant and stirring up the pale-skinned peasants.
But frankly, if I were in the Malheur garrison, I would be worried about drone attacks.
My guess is that when they do decide to murder those men, the regime will want to show off all their toys.
FBI agents are especially notoriously careful about keeping their own precious hides free from bullet perforations.
That's why as early as the J. Edgar Hoover days, they made it a point to shoot men like John Dillinger and Pretty Boy Floyd in the back whenever they could.
Anyway, I have to admit that I'm starting to see some method beneath all the theater and the symbolism down there.
It looks like they're starting to put into practice some of this sovereign citizen legal stuff that our people have been talking about for years on paper, but which nobody ever paid any attention to because it was all talk and no guns backing it up.
And the foundation of all law is a credible monopoly of armed force in order for the king or president or high priest or whatever to make other people do what he tells them to do and not what they want to do.
Once that is broken, all things are possible, as I learned from personal observation in Ireland.
Well, now the common law and sovereign citizen types finally have a few guns backing them up, and they are at least trying to get real about it.
The Malheur men are creating what is called a common law grand jury, which has no actual legal standing, according to the media, but, as we all know from many years of living in a dictatorship ourselves, legal standing means Men with guns who will do what somebody says to enforce a law or an order, and now, for the first time in this country, the good guys begin to get a glimmer of that.
A faint glimmer, and it may flicker out, but it's there.
The Mueller militia have chosen a man from Florida named Joaquin Mariano de Moreta-Folch, who I never heard of before, but who is apparently well-known in Tea Party circles.
According to the mainstream media, for what they're worth, this guy de Moreira is a quote-unquote long-time proponent of convening secret citizens' panels to indict government officials.
Kind of like the medieval German Femmegerichte.
Of course, the Fema had men with swords and daggers who would come in the night and actually enforce the tribunal's decrees.
Mr. Demireta is said to be their common law judge, and they will presumably be indicting assorted corrupt officials of the dictatorship and its multifarious agencies under common law, which will be good theater if nothing else, since the presence of arms and ammunition at the refuge may forestall the dictator's use of force to silence them, at least for a while.
I'm not clear on whether Mr. Demireta is now actually present in the Muller garrison or not.
As I've said before, it is unbelievably difficult to get any kind of accurate information as to what the hell is going on down there.
Maybe I ought to start calling him Judge DeMirada, just to really piss off the regime's lick-spittle lackeys.
I also have to say that Ammon Bundy seems to be a lot more on the ball than we're used to in our little slice of life.
A couple of days ago, I heard he was going into town to meet with an FBI agent, some kind of hostage negotiator or crisis intervention critter from Quantico, and that made my spidey sense tingle urgently.
I suspect that one of the secret police game plans is to try and lure Ammon into a trap where he can be disarmed and arrested, followed up by a full-press assault on the refuge, probably opening with a drone strike.
But Bundy survived the encounter either because he had sense enough not to trust anything they said and he didn't go alone, or else treachery isn't part of the dictatorship's game plan for now and they still hope to soft-soap the militiamen into dispersing on their own so that they can be caught unarmed and arrested individually for torture and murder at the tyrant's leisure.
And he walked out of a private meeting with this FBI honcho after the agent refused to speak in the presence of the media.
Bundy told him, and I quote, If you haven't got sanctioned from the sheriff, there's no reason to be talking to you.
This is odd, because I thought Bundy and the Harney County Sheriff weren't getting along, but like I said, it is damn near impossible to figure out what's actually going on from these media reports.
For example, I can't find any information on the fate of my fellow terrorist watchlistee, Mr. Meidenbach, after he was arrested for driving a federal vehicle into town on a grocery run.
The militiamen have also formalized their demand for the release of the two Hammond men, father and son, from prison, which is a good, clear demand and a propaganda rallying point, but which they ain't going to get.
As with any dictatorship down through history, the absolute core of the Obama regime's power and authority is their prerogative of seizing, torturing, and killing anyone they please.
To the point where Obama's power to kill at will has been formalized in the National Defense Authorization Act of 2011.
It's no good having a monopoly of armed force if one doesn't remind the peasants of that fact on occasion.
Or, as Chief Sigolo told my old company commander back in Rhodesia, if he didn't throw some of his boys to the crocodiles every now and then, they'd forget who was boss.
That is the African mindset, and we are, of course, ruled by an African.
The dictator's servants are not going to release two of their favorite chew toys from living hell through any kind of compulsion.
Once they do that, they have lost their state's credible monopoly of armed force, and they don't dare let that happen.
At least one local sheriff now believes that the dictatorship should give in, though, and he said so in public.
Sheriff Glenn Palmer of neighboring Grant County told the Oregonian, quote, the government is going to have to concede something, including freeing the Hammonds.
The sheriff also suggested that the FBI leave the area.
Yeah, well, lots of luck on that, Glenn.
This could still go very bad, and it probably will, in one sense or the other.
Again, I'm going to refrain from any further comments as the situation unfolds.
Right, moving along with some housekeeping and inside baseball stuff.
Some of you have asked when the RFN call-in shows will be returning.
It's true we haven't had one for a couple of months.
Now, that's due to a combination of factors, the holidays, etc., but it boils down to two reasons.
First off, without going into all the details, making a call-in show requires the participation of myself and two other men.
And for the past several months, at any given time, at least one of us has been violently ill with some kind of flu or upper respiratory crud that's been going around, or in my case, some other medical problems I won't get into.
We all seem to be staggering back in the general direction of health and coherency now, and it would be possible for us to produce more call-in shows, but this leads to the second problem, which is nobody calls these shows when we do set them up.
Response has been spotty at best.
As I recall, the first show we attempted back in, when was it?
June?
Nobody called at all.
Or else we just got one caller.
I can't remember now.
Now, we have had a few good shows, sometimes getting five or six guys on at once for a kind of panel discussion.
But the number of callers has significantly dropped, and the last one we did, I arranged for a couple of our British comrades to call at something like 1 in the morning over there, and so we got a good little show, even if one of the callers was about four sheets to the wind, which was my fault because I should have known better than to try and conduct an interview with an Englishman just after pub closing time.
If you want more call-ins, guys, you're going to need to give me some ideas for specific people whom I can invite as a guest, and then maybe some of the rest of you can call in and talk to him.
Remember, these aren't Rush Limbaugh-style talk shows.
Our limited technology doesn't spring for those.
These are more pre-recorded panel discussions.
Now, over the past week, internally speaking, we have been pestered with a recrudescence of the old who-is-white scam with reference to an allegedly female individual who was in contact with one of our guys, by email only, of course.
So there is no guarantee at all that this person is who and what she says she is, or even that she's female.
This whole thing could be some kind of troll by some internet who is just punking this poor guy, or some sick Jew acting on his own.
We get a lot of those running around the internet, self-appointed Jewish vigilantes trying to silence us.
Hell, it could even be an outright cognitive dissonance op on the part of the ADL of the SPLC, and our guy could, in fact, be talking to the Holy Rabbi Hyman Hebelbaum from the Temple Schmuck El, who is going to write it all up for their slick quarterly magazine.
My experience has been that the Who is White question is very often used by internet trolls of various persuasions in order to stir up sound and fury.
Somewhere along the line, the various agencies who run cognitive dissonance operations on us figured out that this is one of those little how-many-stormtroopers-can-dance-on-the-head-of-a-pin-thing-gummies that generate heat rather than light and get all the chickens squawking and running around in circles.
I get one of these on the ThoughtCrime or Homeland comment section almost every week, and they're very easy to spot because they're always worded in the same phraseology, like somebody is working off a template, which presumably they are.
It's obvious that they are trying to stir, and I just delete them.
Now, for the few among you who might, for some reason, have some interest in this topic, legitimate interest, I have a couple of snappy answers.
Try the official Christian identity test of blood in the face if someone is capable of blushing the other one of us.
Now, something else occurred to me a few months ago, though, when I saw an article about embarrassing racist computer software on Google.
It seems that when their facial recognition programs were asked to locate and recover images of black people, it kept coming up with pictures of gorillas and orangutans, much to Google's embarrassment.
The skin color had nothing to do with it.
It seems that the computer algorithm they'd come up with was based on certain quantifiable points used in all facial recognition software, like width of nose and height of brow, how far apart the eyes are, how thick the lips are.
Relationship of the ears to the rest of the skull and so forth and so on, and that's why it works.
And those recognition points are the same for both Negroes and gorillas and chimpanzees.
It would seem that the phrase chimp out is not so far off.
I don't know what Google ever did about their racist software, but it occurred to me at the time that this backed up something I always tell people who ask me serious questions on the who is white issue.
I tell them to use the 30-second test.
If 30 seconds after you first meet someone there's any doubt in your mind, you might want to step back.
First instincts in this kind of situation are usually, I find, pretty good.
I think our so-called lizard brains, the primitive part of our minds that we still have from millions of years ago, when it was vitally urgent to survival for us to recognize what kind of animal was coming toward us and if it represented a threat or not.
I think that part of our genetic coding still exists in all of us, and we unconsciously apply a form of not just facial recognition, but overall, including smell and body language and sound of voice, and that our brains instinctively and biologically register non-whites as predators and enemies, especially niggers.
This probably goes back to that long, long period of time when Homo sapiens were fighting for our existence against the Neanderthals, a fight we won.
And that's the true source for what the lefty-lib loons of Salon Magazine call racism.
In other words, on the question of who is white, you know who is white and who isn't.
Millions of years of biological programming will tell you.
Trust your gut.
Speaking of niggas, I think I played this song on our Halloween episode a few years ago, but this one is by the Kingston Trio, and I'm playing it now not as a ghostly song, but as a slavery song about a good nigger.
We don't get too many of those.
Enjoy.
In the hills of North Carolina, since the time of the early settlers, a strange light has been witnessed near the top of Brown Mountain.
To this day, no one can explain the mystery of the Brown Mountain light.
High on the mountain and down in the valley below, it shines like the crown of an angel, and fades as the mist comes and goes.
Away over yonder, night after night until dawn, a faithful old slave come back from the grave.
For his master was long, long, long, in the days of the old covered wagon, when they camped on the flat for the night.
With the stars growing dim on the old highboard's grave, they would watch for the Brown Mountain cloud.
High on the mountain and down in the valley below, it shines like the crown of an angel, and fades as the mist comes and goes.
And the wind will be on the mountain and down in the valley below, and the wind will be on the mountain.
And the wind will be on the mountain, and the wind will be on the mountain, and the wind will be on the mountain.
And the wind will be on the mountain, and the wind will be on the mountain.
And the wind will be on the mountain, The old slave is gone, but his spirit wanders on And the old lantern still casts its light High on the mountain, and down in the valley below They shine like the crown of
angels, and fades as the mist come and go Way over yonder, night after night until dawn A faithful old slave comes back from the grave For his master goes
long, long, long A faithful old slave comes back from the grave For his master goes long, long, long For his master goes long, long, long For his master is long For his master is long For his master is long Thank you.
Thank you.
you Thank you.
Okay, here's another segment from the interview that I did with Sven Longshanks on January the 9th for Arian Radio.
And you've got to take the chances while it's there as well.
I should imagine if anyone has got a chance to come out there and see the place, then they should jump at the chance to get there and check it out.
The next thing I've got here is people were asking whether there'd be much evidence of Fukushima fallout there where you are.
Not that I myself have seen.
One of our migrants here is a retired engineer, and he is very into the Fukushima thing.
And he tells me that, number one, apparently that nuclear pile or whatever it is that's over there is still glowing away and polluting everything in the Pacific, and the Japanese government really hasn't done a damn thing about it.
And there's starting to be visible effects like sea life and the Pacific dying out and so forth.
It's a shame he's not here because I'm sure he could give you the whole script.
I myself haven't seen any obvious fish glowing in the dark or anything like that, but then again, I probably wouldn't because the media over here no longer speaks of it.
I can't remember the time I last saw, either on the web or in the local papers, or I don't watch TV, but I can't really remember the last time I saw any major media coverage of anything Fukushima-related.
It's like the whole thing is now officially in the past, and yet I do get these periodic reminders from various little minor websites and whatnot where various scientists are saying, no, it's not over.
As far as migration goes, yeah.
Life may well become a problem in the future.
We get people coming up with weather-related excuses not to come up here all the time.
My favorite is that a lot of people tell me that, well, not a lot of people, some people have told me that they don't dare migrate to the northwest because they're afraid of volcanoes.
So, I mean, I don't know what to say about that.
Yes, it's true, Mount Rainier and Mount Hood.
We can find an excuse anywhere to do nothing.
As I've said, the white man is brilliant at that.
It's one of the few things we're really good at anymore.
Finding excuses to sit back, accept the status quo, and do nothing.
Not rock the boat.
We've got to lose that habit.
We have got to decide that we are going to solve this problem of race.
We are going to solve this question of who owns this continent.
We are going to roll up our sleeves and at long last, after 70 some odd years, we are going to get on with it and not worry about volcanoes or radioactive fish or Sasquatch coming out of the trees and carrying away our dogs.
Whatever other weird excuses we can come up with to not do what we clearly have to do, which is come here to the Pacific Northwest, the land that God or destiny or the cosmos or whatever has clearly decided is going to be the place where we will try to live or die as a species.
And I'm raving again, but I tend to do that.
That's alright.
Volcanoes, I think volcanic soil is supposed to be very fertile.
Oh yeah!
This would make a lovely country, this area that we've roped off as we claim to.
It's got all of the infrastructure that would be needed for a sovereign country.
Above all, it has a coastline with deepwater ports.
Having lived in Rhodesia, I can tell you that you do not want to have a landlocked enclave surrounded by enemies and dependent on a single lifeline like we had through South Africa.
When that lifeline was closed off by treachery, there went Rhodesia.
So we have everything we need here.
We can produce everything we need.
We've got mineral resources.
We've got timber.
We've got agriculture.
Anything that would be necessary for a sovereign and independent nation to survive, we have here in the Pacific Northwest.
And we have it largely still unspoiled.
So, I can't understand these caviling, quibbling, nitpicking objections.
Basically, what they're just saying is, I don't want to move.
It's too hard, Harold.
Oh, I can't do it.
Sometimes I want to start grasping people by the throat and gently banging their heads against the wall and see if I can rattle around.
The skull full of mush and knock some sense into it.
Anyway, but look, really, there's no other plan.
The idea that we're going to somehow recover all of the United States in one fell swoop and bring back the days of the Brady Bunch, and then, okay, it's over, we can all flop back down on the TV and pick up the remote and see what's on the tube tonight?
No, it's not going to work like that.
We have this situation now with Donald Trump over here, and in essence, that is the promise of Donald Trump.
And as I've said before in my own podcast, Donald Trump is a historical inevitability.
At some point, somebody was bound to come along and figure out that his bread was buttered on the side of saying out loud what white people really feel.
Turned out to be Trump.
I could wish it was someone who was a bit less of a buffoon, but I will say this for Trump.
He is saying out loud some things that have to be said, and because he's a billionaire, because he can't be silenced, because he's got all his money and money is power, he's getting away with it, and I have to give him some credit for at least breaking the ice and making certain things that have been unsayable in the past sayable now.
That being said, I warn my people over here, look, if you're going...
To conduct a flirtation with Donald Trump and go to his rallies and put on his bumper stickers and go, yay, but Donald really told him, okay, fine.
We don't really have anything spectacular to offer by way of that kind of thing, so fine, off you go, have fun.
But don't expect too much.
At some point in time, Trump is either going to betray the white man in some very spectacular way, or he is going to be removed from the process.
You ought to play with Trump right now and have fun with him, fine.
You've got to understand, he is not the answer.
Electing a good white man as president is not the answer, even if it were possible, which it isn't.
But the fact is, just one single president with the entire existing power structure against him couldn't do anything to reverse the decay anyway.
Just something to do as part of a whole lot of things that people can do.
Vote for Trump, move to the Northwest, start blogs up.
Lots of other things I think that people can do.
I don't think people should be holding out thinking that he's going to save the day, step in like Superman and save the day.
He's definitely not going to do that.
Well, the next question I have for you is to do with the framework of governance that you have.
You have a constitution and a framework for governance all worked out.
Do you have a banking system planned?
And if so, what type?
What kind?
What's it based upon?
Well, first off, again, I have to put in a plug for our website, www.northwestfront.org.
On that website, you can find a copy of the 2006 draft Constitution for the Northwest American Republic.
This is a draft.
If it is not chiseled in stone yet, eventually, when independence arrives, as it will in one form or another, There will be a constitutional convention and the people who actually win independence will decide what type of society they want and they will formalize it into a proper constitution.
But the draft does contain some things that address my very question.
You want to know what kind of banking system we have.
It does not specify exactly in the constitution, which was just a draft.
But the general thinking of myself and most of the other people who are thinking about it for the future It would be something similar to the system established by Helmar Schacht in National Socialist Germany, where there would be no usury, and international trade would be based on a series of trade credits through a trade bank, etc., etc.
I don't know if I should go off into this whole...
Well, I think that's the important thing.
No usury, I think, is the most important thing of the lot, is to cut the usury out from it.
There are certain economic...
Like in the Constitution, for example...
It is forbidden for the state to levy property tax on a homestead, anywhere where white children are being raised.
And usury itself is forbidden constitutionally.
No bank or private individual can charge interest on a loan.
That would not prohibit what you might call the Florentine system from the Renaissance, whereby you can divvy up shares of a profit.
I wrote a long article many years ago called 14th Century Economics Lesson where I got into this whole thing.
And I don't really want to go off on a long Grandpa Simpson-like digression.
But the entire international Rothschild usury-based banking system would obviously not be a part of anything to do with the Northwest American Republic.
Bank of America or National Westminster or whatever would not be allowed to operate here.
My own personal vision is that there would be a few central financial institutions.
I always liked the idea that you had in Britain for a while of a post office savings bank.
I don't know if you still have that over there.
Yeah, I think we do.
The main thing is that we would have an economic system based on free enterprise but not capitalism.
Now, where you draw the line between capitalism and free enterprise is sometimes difficult.
My own view is that you've got capitalism when money itself becomes a power in the state.
When the tail starts to wag the dog, so to speak, and decisions are not being made by the political leadership, by the legislature, by the executive branch, whatever, but decisions are being made in executive boardrooms, and they then call up the White House or Congress and then give them their marching orders.
That's capitalism.
In the Northwest American Republic, inevitably, there would be those who are richer than others.
But there will be those who are good at business, and there will be those who create business empires.
I have no problem with that.
But in the Northwest American Republic, or in any white republic, money and capital must be the servants of the state and the people and not their masters.
I'm trying to think of some way that I can sum up my whole economic philosophy in 25 words or less, and as much as I hate to quote a screaming Fabian socialist, I think George Bernard Shaw once said that it is up to society to make sure that the average man has equal protection under the law from both the burglar and the banker, and that pretty much says it.
Banking can be a useful service, but under capitalism of the type we've seen in the past 20 years, it's become predatory, and that can't be allowed to happen.
Now, once it stops being a measure of value and becomes a thing in itself, then it just becomes all about making more money rather than producing more.
Well, that is the essence of usury.
Money makes money and nothing is actually produced.
In the old days under the early capitalist financial system, I guess you'd call it, capitalism as such got started when investors, people with money, would buy shares in various enterprises, sending a ship to Constantinople to buy this.
Or building a bridge across the River Arno in Florence or whatever, but there would always be something produced or something imported or something added to the economy.
Actual value in the form of things, be it wool cloth or spices or a bridge or glassware from Germany or whatever, they would actually be added into the local economy.
But when you've got, in essence, as a sole trade, then what you've got is money making money, and the ultimate goal of the entire usury system, for those of you who haven't thought it out to the end, has always been something very high on the agenda of the Jewish people as a whole, and that is for the Jewish people to gain control and ownership of all the money in the world.
And they are pretty darn close to that right now.
And therefore, all the property in the world as well, because money's got to be created in order to buy the property in the first place.
It's a huge scam, this usury system.
They want to set up a system whereby the Jews and the food forms of big banks own all the money in the world.
They briefly lend it to us, Goyim, so that we can go spend it on Cheetos and beer or whatever.
But the way the system is set up, it always comes back to the Jews.
And the Jews have the ultimate over who gets how much and for what purpose and so forth and so on.
So that right now I think is part of the impetus beyond these moves in Europe and here to create what they very proudly call a cashless society.
In other words, they're going to take away all money and make everybody do things on their debit cards.
And that way, full control can be exercised by the system as to who spends how much.
And if they don't like something you're spending on, or if they think you somehow got too much money, or they want to mess with you, they can just cancel your card.
They don't like this idea of people having cash and people conducting economic activity outside the use of a banking system, which is one of the reasons they're so far down They don't like independent, self-sufficient, Gentile businessmen.
The yeoman farmer, you might say, who owns his own land, produces his own food, and is his own master, has always been utter anathema to the Jews and to the collectivist state.
The system is trying to exterminate that type of individual.
They want everybody working for a paycheck from either the state or from a multinational corporation that can be cut off and used to control behavior and thought and political activity.
No, that's fine.
That sort of covers most of the questions that I had about the Northwest Front.
Let's move on to your time in Britain and Ireland.
According to Wikipedia, you helped establish Combat 18. Is that true?
And what is your opinion of Charlie Sargent?
Not really established.
Now, that actually, I think more crap has been written about Combat 18 than just about any other movement thing I've ever been involved with.
Let me tell you how that happened, and this is the truth.
Yes.
his little searchlight magazine.
Anyway, Jerry Gable is one of these paranoid anti-fascists, and he kind of makes his bread and butter by discovering a new fascist and racist conspiracy every issue.
So along about 92, I think, sometime on their end, I'm not quite sure exactly how it got started, but anyway, Jerry Gable came out in Searchlight magazine with something he called Combat 18C, which means for 1-8, which means Adolf Hitler.
And whether he just plain made it up or whether some skinhead kid made it up, I don't know.
But anyway, Jerry Gable took some incident where somebody was getting some harassing phone calls, some Indian shopkeeper or something.
And he built it up in Searchlight Magazine as this big, huge, latest, new fascist, racist conspiracy to conduct paramilitary terror in the UK and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
And some lands from the Chelsea Football Club saw this.
And they decided, you know, there is no combat 18, but maybe there should be.
And so they decided to get together and start raising various ruckuses, I suppose, presumably on the football terraces and punching out Jamaican...
I mean, this is not, you know, the IRA by any means.
They were spraying graffiti all over everything and getting drunk and throwing beer bottles and packies and this sort of stuff.
I mean, this was not deep, subversive terrorism by any means.
But then, of course, Jerry Gable got a hold of that, and it mushroomed.
And basically, that was how Combat 18 got started.
Jerry Gable made it up, and it kind of took a whole life of its own.
And my involvement consisted of something that Gerhard Locke had done for a while for a group he ran in Germany.
Basically, I gave them a United States mailing address that they could actually put on their literature and on their stickers and that sort of stuff in his post office box in Raleigh.
And that way, Scotland Yard or whoever didn't have an address that they could go raid.
And that lasted for about a year.
And then I didn't get what happened.
This was 25 years ago.
It was really funny, though, when I was getting mail for Combat 18, because it was at Panorama or somebody who had a big, huge thing that Jerry Gable had used to spin this whole Combat 18 thing into a big fascist menace and, of course, make money off of it.
It's kind of like Marcy does over here.
And they had shown the address.
Several times on this show, the Post Office Box, I started getting some really strange mail, because Panorama, or whoever this TV show was, had portrayed kind of a team of these violent, right-wing, white extremists who were going out and doing some night riding and burning out niggers and pecking and whatnot in the night and killing Jews, blah, blah, blah, blah.
This ridiculous mess.
And I would get these envelopes anonymously from some individual postmark, you know, in Surbiton or some London suburb or Manchester someplace.
And I'd say, Dear Combat 18, there is a Jew who lives down the street from me.
His name is such and such.
His address is such and such.
Here is a map as to how to get to his house.
I got a lot of this stuff.
Basically, the locals in Britain, once they got the idea that there was these lead ski masks who would come in the night and do the necessary, they were all in favor of it.
A lot of them were anyway.
That's why I've always said that if we ever get to the point here in the Northwest where we have a genuine NVA, which, reading the Northwest novels, you'll know what that is.
If we ever got to the point where we were conducting a provost-style guerrilla campaign in this country, we would have more volunteers than we could shake a stick at.
It's just basically a lot of people, they want something done, but they're just not even willing to mess with passing out leaflets or voting or playing on the internet.
They want to get it real, and nobody's doing that.
You know, Rhodesia was a very small country, but even as small as it was, we actually had a musical and artistic community, including a couple of folksy-type singers.
One of them was a fellow named John Edmonds, and he did a number of recordings about Rhodesian history and about the conflict we were going through at the time, of course.
A lot of them were political.
Some of them were just historical, like this one.
This is a song about the founding of the country, the Monta Bailey War of 1893, and the song is called The Battle of Bambisi.
The Battle of Bambisi We fought them at the Bonko 't was just the other day.
They laid an ambush in our path, we went another way.
To catch up all the way, oh, and stop a fearful war.
The Salisbury Horse, Victoria Rangers, and the Old Cape Corps.
On the first day of November of 1893, we fought the Manabili at the Battle of Pendesi.
We formed a logger on a hill at Medebor's Rest.
We saw in Suquam any regiment towards the west.
We swung the seven pounder round and let a big one fly.
And from the east the Amaveney gave their battle cry.
On the first day of November of 1893, we fought the night of Philly at the Battle of Dintesi.
Music.
Music.
Bye.
The wilding goobo with the fierce imbecile won their right Came charging from the northern bush, they were a fearful sight And near six thousand warriors, we stopped them on the run The bravest of the brave could never match the Maxon gun On the first day of November of 1893 We fought the man of Philly at the Battle of Bembezi We're
We fought the matter of Pili at the battle of M-Dizzi.
M-Dizzi.
M-Dizzi.
Good evening, comrades.
A few weeks ago, I was reading The Northwest Observer, and I was reading a little bit about the book Childhood's End by the famous Arthur C. Clarke.
The author admits in the introduction that he spent many years believing in paranormal, and that now, at the time of writing this, he's a profound skeptic.
He's become a profound skeptic.
However, it really doesn't matter for the book because it's fiction at any rate.
Literature is often grounded in its time.
In certain respects, this book is no exception.
It does start out with a post-World War II mark because we are introduced to two German expatriates who are obsessed with space.
One is working for the Americans and the other for the Soviets.
They're extremely competitive, of course, until several spaceships arrive.
It turns out that they're headed by an alien by the name of Corellin.
He speaks only to the head of the UN.
Now, these mysterious aliens won't show themselves.
As a result of their being around, they do have a tendency to threaten national sovereignty, and also in subtle ways, if not necessarily direct action, they also tend to undermine religion.
These things really don't seem to matter anymore.
It was down to reason that the people that don't like the aliens are individuals who tend to be either very religious or very nationalistic, perhaps people from countries that have only recently been independent, and they form a Freedom League.
But the aliens tend to manipulate the media to make the Freedom League look rather primitive and also opposed to world peace.
So eventually this group fades into oblivion.
Now in the book it is interesting to note that an unspecified country attempts to shoot down one of the spacecrafts and nothing happens.
So this is a very clear example of the aliens belittling human power.
Also, this author seems to have an amazing intuition throughout this book.
For example, when South Africa experiences unrest, the aliens temporarily block out the sun.
Now, it's true that these aliens seem to have a hatred of cruelty and a passion for order.
As a result, people accept them.
Over time, less and less is heard of freedom and sovereignty.
Now, at one point...
The head of the UN finds a way to secretly photograph this alien, and at around the same time, the alien makes the announcement that he won't need the UN Secretary General anymore.
Karelin says that you'll be able to see me in 50 years.
Now, this head of the UN has become somewhat friendly with Karelin, and also...
Really doesn't want to betray a confidence, so even when he's pressed, he won't reveal what the alien looks like, and at any rate, everybody's going to know what this alien looks like in 50 years, so what difference does it make?
After the 50 years, many of the spaceships simply disappear from the sky, and it's revealed that there's only one mother ship, which I guess is why that earlier attack obviously didn't work.
Now, at this point, Corellon doesn't need a display of force anymore, and he ends up showing himself.
Now, it's really an interesting coincidence because he looks just like Satan, but people aren't religious anymore, so they accept it.
Biologists come up with various explanations for their appearance.
Life becomes very easy, and...
People really don't have to work except to get luxuries.
So there's a life of leisure for most.
There's very permissive social mores.
People are very mobile.
One of the things that you see a lot is that there's a lot of self-imposed adventures, a lot of access to media.
Now, in many respects, except for the bad economy that we have nowadays, take out the science fiction elements.
You do get a foretaste of many of the realities of modern life.
Now, the overlords seem to know everything.
They have databases going back 5,000 years.
But, curiously, there are some blocks, and this is never quite explained.
As far as religion, only Buddhism survives.
People do study the natural sciences for their amusement.
However, some people are worried about this life of ease, namely philosophers.
There develops an island colony called New Athens, which in the book, although not in the television version, is compared to Israel.
And this is a society intensely interested in competition.
The islanders hope to one day equal the overlords.
Now, these overlords appear to know everything, so it's surprising that they take an interest in the library of Rupert Boyce, who is the overseer of African wildlife.
But his library contains some very rare books on the paranormal.
So the aliens research these books.
Then they decide to have a party at the House of Boyce to look into a very small group of humans to see if any of them have special powers.
They do find someone.
They find Jean Morrill, who is the future wife of George Gregson.
Jean Morrill is able to channel the location of the alien star system.
So at this point...
There's an astrophysicist who is connected to this group that goes to the party, and he decides he's going to go as a life specimen.
And in another biblical reference, he actually hides in the model of a whale.
Now, it turns out he needn't have bothered going anywhere because Gene's son, Jeff, ends up having these psychic visions.
He starts to see all these different worlds that really do exist far out in space.
And he even travels to the center of the universe and sees a 2D world which is crushed by its own gravity.
Personally, I think this 2D world symbolizes a world of concepts which the overlords can't contact.
Now, as it happens, this boy also has a very young sister.
She starts showing profound powers of telekinesis.
At around this time, the aliens finally reveal their interest in coming to the Earth.
They say they've come to oversee paranormal development, which was really unavoidable and must be aided by higher intelligence.
So these children are going to go off and they're going to join the Overmind.
Now the only alternative to this would be to become like the Overlords who have no further metaphysical evolution.
But humans can't avoid the Overmind because they have souls.
And of course the Overlords, if in fact they are Satan are fallen angels and angels don't have souls.
So eventually the children's psychic energy drains the earth of all matter and energy.
But before this dramatic end comes, Roderick goes back to the earth and he has a chance to ask these aliens Why are you so disliked by the people of Earth?
Why did the people of Earth always betray you as being Satan?
They say because that they are a premonition of the end.
So this book seems to be an occult meditation on the right and left-hand paths.
This issue of merger, as you find, in mysticism or amassing more and more knowledge as New Athens would have done.
There are so many biblical references in the story, and because of the fact that it's also filio-Semitic, it's hard for me to see a clear racial message in this book, although I thought it was there at first, especially when I read about the nation that tries to go against the overlords.
It was also interesting to me the term Overlord, because that was the code name for the Normandy invasion.
So at first I thought there might be a racial message, and now I'm not really so sure.
But at any rate, I found the book quite intriguing in terms of its notion of God and also of Satan.
Granted, it's within.
The framework of the Judeo-Christian framework.
But I found it to be a fascinating book.
I know I'll never look at images of Satan in quite the same way again.
So it's an interesting book.
I'm not sure whether it's really racial or not, but at any rate, I found it fascinating.
So I hope you enjoyed my review, and have a good evening, and hail Victory, Comrades!
*music* Thank
you.
This is Canada's greatest folk singer, the late Stan Rogers.
The End
In this life of mine, I'm hauling out the data on the Xerox line.
And it's code in the day to give the keyboard a punch, then cross, correlate, and a break for some lunch.
Correlate, tabulate, process, and scream.
Program, print out, regress to the mean, and it's home, boy.
Program it right.
Nothing ever happens in this life of mine.
I'm hauling out the data on the Xerox line.
Yeah, but it's home again, eat again, watch some TV, make love to my woman at 10.53.
I dream the same dream when I'm sleeping at night.
I'm soaring over hills like an eagle in flight.
And it's home, boys.
Can't you code it and program it right?
Nothing ever happens in this firefly mine.
I'm holding up the data on the Xerox line.
Someday I'm gonna give up all the buttons and things.
I'll launch that time clock till it can't ring.
Burn up my necktie and set myself free.
Cause no one's gonna fold, bend, or mutilate me.
And it's home, boys.
Can't you code it?
Program it right.
Nothing ever happens in this life of mine.
I'm hauling out the data on the Xerox line.
And it's old boys.
Can't you code it?
Woo!
Program it right.
Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling out the data on the Xerox line Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Okay.
Is the tape rolling, Steve?
Yes, I do.
*laughter* Thank you.
Okay, this is a brief audio file that I received from a young man whom I vaguely remember from some internet contact a couple years ago.
And he went dark on me, as happens quite often.
And I didn't hear from him for a long time until yesterday when I got an email telling me that he has come home and he's now living in the Spokane area.
I have to say that I find his idea of everybody let's run off into the woods and live in a shipping container a bit naive and idealistic, but hey, youth is supposed to be idealistic.
I'm trying to reestablish contact with this young man right now, and hopefully he's reached a point where he will be willing to operate as a party contact in Spokane, where we sure need one.
I'm putting this clip on just to let you folks know that yes, it does happen.
Sometimes these people who tell me for years they're coming home and coming home and coming home and then they go dark.
Well, sometimes they really do come home.
Hello.
I wanted to mention a couple of things on RFN that I found quite important.
I was watching a video linked to by Ramsey Paul in which a 16-year-old German girl was describing how she is afraid constantly.
Of walking down the street, of migrants staring at her, of all these rapes that are going on in Germany and across Europe.
She even described how in summer she was wearing a t-shirt, and one of these people said, Allah could see you.
How dare you wear a t-shirt, you little whore?
Now, if that's not oppression, I don't know what is.
Oppression, by definition, is the feeling of being heavily burdened, mentally or physically, by troubles.
Adverse conditions, anxiety, etc.
Now, if this 16-year-old girl has the courage to overcome her oppression, to speak up about issues she finds important, then so should I, and so should you.
Now, how is a relatively peaceful person supposed to go about trying to avoid these people, to regain their freedom?
Now, short of going the Yugoslavia, all the gun fun route, here's what I had in mind.
Over 90% of Canada is owned by the national government.
Vast swores of the western United States are also owned by the United States government.
What if people by the tens of thousands were simply to walk into the forest and build up their homes out of the lands in the forest?
I was thinking recently, what if you were to fill an 8x8x20 foot shipping container full of all the goods someone would need to restart a life?
Say, in the middle of a forest.
Let's say you put a water collection system in there, lithium batteries, wind generators, solar panels, a metal kit house, a wood furnace, etc., etc.
You drive into the National Forest.
You drop this shipping container off in a family of white refugees.
You allow them to build up their own home and develop it into what they would want it to be.
Now, how would you gain resources?
How would you work, for example?
Alaska has over $15 trillion worth of gold sitting in the vast Alaskan tundra, completely untapped.
What if you were to do illegally mining, illegally homesteading?
Freedom is illegal.
This is the most peaceful and the best solution I can come up with to how white people can regain their freedom.
Simply take it.
There's no need, in my opinion, to throw the weight of your lies against Some impressive government.
The United States have proven time and time again they can throw tens of thousands of soldiers into battle and waste them for nothing.
For example, Vietnam.
They would go after the same stupid hill a dozen times and leave that hill while at the same time losing hundreds of men like it's nothing.
Like it's nothing.
So these thousand good men that Harold is talking about would easily be wasted if they were to be, um...
Okay, I'm going to close out real quick on this morning of Tuesday, January the 26th with an update.
I've just read a report that there has been a sudden and noticeable increase in the number of Union gunmen from the various alphabet soup agencies walking and cruising the streets of Burns, Oregon.
Supposedly, there's now about 500 of them in town and they are about to be moved in to surround the militia garrison at Malur and cut them off from town and resupply.
Now, this may be intentional disinformation from the dictatorship, or from an NGO cognitive dissonance operation, ADL or SPLC, or it may be pure paranoid internet bullshit.
I don't know.
I know my own source believes it, but his source may be another matter.
I'll try and find out what's going on, and if it looks like there's going to be any dramatic developments between now and next week, I'll do a special shortcast.
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.
Freedom.
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