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March 24, 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, a vocal, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, where the gathering is to be.
In the old spot by the river, right will norm to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle, up the marching tune.
For your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
Switch your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a manly chest was rubbing for the blessed warming light.
Bars 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 blades were flashing at the rising of the moon.
It's March the 24th, 2016.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
This week I'll be going back to basics for a bit, because experience teaches me that this is something I have to do intermittently.
I have to run down everything for you again, from the top.
I'll try to keep the Grandpa Simpson-like rambling to a minimum, but you know how that goes.
Every time I do this, I try to find some slightly different emphasis or angle to come at it from, so at least it sounds a little different, but it's important that we don't lose sight of what the hell the Northwest Front is trying to do.
I know the old saying about how when you're up to your ass in alligators, it's hard to remember that the original objective was to drain the swamp.
Well, when we're up to our asses in Dylann Roof and Donald Trump and silly stories about our secret police and Gretchen's book reviews, sometimes it's hard to remember what this Northwest thing is all about.
The objective here is to create an independent and sovereign nation here in the Pacific Northwest for the specific and exclusive use and residence of white people, so that the white race and the multifarious civilizations the white race has created can physically survive, i.e.
not all of us die and our people disappear from the earth.
What is being done to white people right now is genocide, a deliberate and organized attempt to exterminate an entire species of homo sapiens, our people.
White people.
Are we quite clear on this now?
Is there anybody out there who does not understand that the whole world political and financial media power elites generally, and the federal government of the United States in particular, are engaged in an ongoing conspiracy to destroy the white race and Western civilization and make us all dead?
Is there anyone out there who does not understand that the federal government of the United States is trying to kill everyone in North America with white skin?
And either kill all our children or make sure that no more white children are ever born.
If not, why not?
How can you not understand that by now?
How can you possibly miss something like that?
But let's just take it as read, though.
If you don't get it by now, you probably won't ever.
So, let's talk about the solution in general terms, which is the physical separation of the races of mankind, each with its own assigned country or turf or region or continent or however it shakes out.
The immediate solution for whites is to detach a portion of the North American continent for our own use and make sure that no Jews or non-whites or bugger boys are allowed to be in the physical proximity of white people or white children.
That stretch of turf will be the Pacific Northwest.
Complete physical separation.
These creatures will not cause problems here in the Northwest because they will not be allowed to be here at all.
No one will be forced to look at them or smell them ever again.
Whole future generations of white children will grow up in the Northwest Republic without ever having seen a single nappy head or a single gibbering negroid face with flapping bubble lips.
Without ever having heard a single booga booga except when they're taught about niggers in school as regrettably they'll have to be.
I personally would love to achieve some kind of arrangement whereby white children could grow up in a state of purity and innocence without ever even being made aware that such a thing as niggers existed.
But unfortunately, that's not practical, since after independence, the rest of the world will continue trying to kill us all, even as it does today.
Anyway, that's the sitch.
Right now we are in existential danger and if we don't get our act together, we're never going to get a chance to put any of our theories into practice because no one's ever going to lift a finger other than to click on a mouse.
And we're all going to die of old age, sitting around on our sofas and watching our TVs with the remote in our hands, flipping the channels and desperately waiting to find a channel where we can see somebody else doing what we ourselves don't have the balls to do.
Basically, that's been pretty much the history of our movement since Commander Rockwell was murdered in 1967.
We've been sitting around in front of our television sets with breathless expectancy, waiting for somebody else to do it, so that we can watch it all unfold with a cold beer in our hands and a bowl of salty snacks in front of us.
I call this Waiting for Godot after the Samuel Beckett stage play, which is a reference 95% of you won't understand.
Take it from me, it's accurate.
There are many, many things wrong with our wee little movement, but if I absolutely had to pick the one thing above all others that will probably lead to our extinction, I would say that it's the fact that white nationalism, or alt-right, or the movement, or whatever you want to call it, is essentially a form of entertainment.
It's something that we watch on electronic screens, in which I now include our so-called handheld devices in social media like Facebook and Twitter.
It's not something that we actually physically do because doing is dangerous.
Ask Jeff Hughes and Edgar Steele and Lavoie Finnicum and Bill White.
They did things and look what it got them.
Look, I don't deny that actually doing things in the real world is highly risky and can cause all manner of inconvenience.
It is dangerous and risky, I know.
I used to do things in the real world myself back when you guys gave me something to work with.
It's been a while, granted, but there have been times in the past when you really did hear Charge!
Charge the black house!
from me.
Then the internet came along and we discovered that watching it all on a computer screen and typing adolescent bullshit on a keyboard soothes our conscience so we don't feel so bad about ourselves.
With the internet, we can convince ourselves that we're actually accomplishing something, when of course all we're actually doing is generating words.
Digital words to boot, not even the solidarity of paper like in the old days.
Not even that substantial.
The internet allows us to believe that we're not totally useless cowards and flakes who won't even protect our own women when they are facing mass rape and murder from dark-skinned animals.
And then we wonder why they don't want anything to do with us.
There are many bad things about the internet, and one of those things is the fact that it enables useless, weak, and detrimental people to feel good about themselves when they should not.
But we're not going to get into that either.
I promised you guys as much of a new take on the same old songs I could come up with, so let's move on.
Tell you what, I want to talk about Dutch uncles.
Every few weeks, I get emails and sometimes traditional paper letters from people I call Dutch uncles.
Which is an old expression most of you probably won't recognize.
A Dutch uncle is one of these assholes who, in his own mind, is so much better and smarter than you are that he's entitled to shout the odds, which is a Rhodesian-British expression I know a lot of you won't recognize.
It means the Dutch uncle feels that he is entitled and indeed morally obligated to sit you down and place a fatherly hand on your shoulder and tell you sincerely, as a true friend and with your best interests at heart, that you are really, really fucking it up.
Out of the infinite goodness of his spirit, the Dutch uncle graciously takes the time to explain to you in great and profuse detail everything that you're doing wrong and how exactly you're fucking it all up.
Chapter and verse.
But never fear, because now you have him to explain it all to you, shaking his finger at you in loving reproof and giving you the benefit of his wisdom and guidance.
And if you will just have the humility to bow your head and say, yes, uncle, no, uncle, and then maybe do a funny little dance, and from then on do everything his way, exactly as he tells you to do it.
Then everything will just come right, and all will be candy canes and puppies.
And someday, if you're a really, really good boy, and you do everything just as he tells you, and you don't end up dead or in prison because the damn fool told you to do some really stupid crap, the Dutch uncle may even grant you the ultimate favor.
He may even let you know who he is.
Okay, that's the internet version, and I know almost all of these jack-offs I'm talking about here are paid cognitive dissonance ops, and most of those emails are trolls off a script, because some Jew psychologist subcontracting to the SPLC thinks it bothers me for some reason.
You might wonder why these morons apparently really do believe that I'm going to engage in long, intimate email discussions with someone whose true identity I don't even know.
But the answer is pretty horrifying.
There are a lot of us who really are that bloody stupid.
Craig Cobb, come on down.
Anyway, I suspect that most of you out there have a few real Dutch uncles of your own, and you know the kind of intolerable, arrogant ass I'm talking about, and yeah, I got a few for real ones myself on a contact list.
By that, I mean not just people who explain to me in great detail on a regular basis all about how I'm fucking it up, and I must immediately stop what I'm doing and do things their way.
But also people who come to me and they want things from me, either things that, A, I cannot give them, or B, things that they should not have.
Now here, I have to throw out the usual qualifier.
These are not bad people.
Actually, very few of us involved in white nationalism are.
Bad people, that is.
I can probably count on the fingers of, well, two hands.
The number of genuinely bad people who should not have been here at all that I've met in the movement.
Colin Jordan nailed it.
Our movement has a very big heart and a very small head.
These guys who do this are usually among the more intelligent and better fixed among us, actually.
That's one of the things that pisses me off about them.
Most of these men that I know about are in a position to do the party some real solids, if they so choose.
Instead, I'm being scolded and I'm getting a finger shaken at me and the error of my ways explained to me in great detail.
It's not their big hearts that are the problem.
It's their small heads.
As with the entire white population, we in white nationalism need to stop feeling and learn to start thinking.
More and more recently, I'm getting some of these people, almost all of them, reasonably intelligent and successful middle-aged men who could do a hell of a lot more for the Northwest Republic than they do, and they're coming to me and asking me in apparent sincerity, What do you need, Harold?
I get it.
I'm in.
I'm with you all the way.
But you have to clearly explain to me exactly what you need from me.
You're not being clear, Harold.
You need to be clear.
Explain it all to me, Harold.
Well, I've been talking at some length in every RFN for some years now about what I need.
In very specific detail.
But I repress the urge to scream out loud and begin smashing things with a baseball bat, and I tell them, calmly, Seriously and in detail what I need, which is I need their asses here, I need every penny they can spare, and I need them to help me bring other people's asses here and get every penny they can spare.
And basically they respond with, well, besides that.
Now you guys out there wonder why the party seems to be going nowhere?
That's one prominent reason.
Dutch uncles.
I wouldn't mind it so much if some of these characters could themselves be a little bit more clear about exactly what it is that they think I should be able to do with no money and very few bodies.
The Dutch uncles apparently, as I can figure, really do believe in the magic beans theory.
When I question guys like this and try to find out exactly what it is that they somehow think I can do if I want to, if I wasn't being so perverse about it, In so far as I can get any answer at all, which isn't very far, it gets really vague.
I've asked in the past exactly what it is that you folks expect me to do with no money and no bodies.
And fact is, no one really seems to know other than I'm supposed to magically transform myself into Adolf Hitler or Donald Trump or at least into Pastor Butler with the 20 nice rural acres where we can go for picnics again.
That seems to be the main scope of expectation of the Northwest movement from a lot of people I'm in contact with.
Everybody loved those picnics back in the day and they want the picnics to come back.
If this sounds like I'm trying to blame the party's lack of progress on you, well, yeah, it is pretty much your fault.
Unless and until you have made homecoming yourself and your zip code now begins with 9-something.
This gets back to the most basic question of all.
What the hell is wrong with us white boys?
When?
When are we going to learn to stop feeling and start thinking again?
Why the...
Okay, I've used my F-word ration for this show, but why the flying fornication do we continue to do nothing now that we as a race know what we're going to do and there's clearly no other plan at all anywhere?
The Northwest Imperative is completely legal and completely safe.
No one is asking you to commit any crimes or go to prison or risk being shot down in the snow by Obama's gunman.
We're asking you to commit a lawful act which, once the initial inconvenience has gotten over, is in fact greatly to your personal advantage.
So why the hell won't we do it?
Why do I and Andy and the trucker beat our heads against this same wall every week?
A combination of bone-idle laziness and commoner garden-variety cowardice...
Has a lot to do with it, sure, but it's more complex and nuanced than that, and I've said in the past that usually us white boys don't do nuance.
Well, some of us are, we just don't know we're doing it.
Okay, tell you what, I've been maundering along here for a while, so I'll drop in the first music cut here just to give you guys a break from my droning voice.
There's an old Appalachian Mountain number called June Apple that I've played on here in four or five different versions down through the years.
It's just one of those songs that's so simple and good that it's almost impossible to louse up.
And this latest version is from Michael Davis and friends.
Hey!
Thank you.
0 yeah yeah
yeah yeah all right yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah you Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I'm going to be discussing Mike Walsh's The Devil's Pleasure Palace.
This is another book dealing with the Frankfurt School.
I imagined at first that this book would be very similar to Kevin MacDonald's Culture of Critique.
In certain respects it is.
It does describe the members of the Frankfurt School as Central European Nihilists, and it says that this group arrived after World War II with a story of persecution and that it benefited from the American sense of fair play.
It was also a case of tilled soil.
Given that we had already seen the New Deal, which was a mix of Wilson, Bismarck, Italian fascism, and National Socialism.
Now this brings us to an important part of this book.
The author argues that Wagner and National Socialism are really a component of the left, and he philosophically links these concepts and individuals.
To the Frankfurt School via the philosophy of Rousseau.
He reminds us that Hitler rebelled against the Romans, the Church, and the Jews.
The author also traces anarchy and music to the Tristan Chord.
Walsh likes communism no better.
Walsh lived in Soviet Russia for a few years, and he found it to be very much an era of suffering and compares the state to a hell on earth.
Now, at the time of writing this book, the author appears to be a very religious and conservative Catholic.
And he also seems to be a huge fan of the opera and classical literature.
So, the author sees everything in terms of the fall from grace.
And the devil is always the fourth of opposition.
Satan is enraged, always.
And we're reminded that for the true radical, reason is but a tool.
Humans are very vulnerable to satanic critical theory because of free will, but really critical theory in the end has no chance.
The author reminds us that paradise is lost to Satan, but not to us.
And the forces of good are always seeking the restoration of Eden before the throne of God, whereas the left tends to seek to remanage heaven.
Now, the author does remind us of a distinction between heaven and Eden.
But at times, it appears that the author is suggesting that Christian conservatives should accept the loss of Earth and place hope in a heavenly afterlife.
But other times, especially in the conclusion of the book, the author states that a return to Eden is an inevitable consequence of heroism on the side of God.
So, the author seems unable to distinguish between myth, fable, and objective reality in the fact that he tells us that like the old Soviet Union, the devil ultimately cannot hold any souls because God will not allow any victory on the part of the devil.
And certainly, if this were true, this is a comforting notion.
Conservative movements should play to the heroic strains within the thoughts of young people.
The author seems to be playing to a mainstream audience in this book, likely Christians, perhaps evangelicals and conservative Catholics, for example.
He stresses that the Frankfurt School was only incidentally Jewish.
He says that the cultural emphasis was much more Germanic than anything else, and the author very much goes out of his way to make sure that National Socialism is tarred with the same brush of the demonic...
Frankfurt School in its spirit.
Either the author has had some conversion after writing this book, or he is trying to recruit Fox News viewers.
Now, this author has also appeared on Renegade Radio, and on that show, he discussed his vision of a Euro-Siberian Fourth Reich.
And he also wrote The Triumphs of Reason, which, as far as I can tell, appears to be a book that praises Hitler.
So it does seem that this work is a bit of a divergence, or perhaps, as I said before, an earlier work.
The author is a former music critic, and so he does write endlessly of operas, plays, and literature.
And he believes that tales of heroism really emerge from the human soul, and they are proof of the existence of God.
This is what ultimately gives us the tale of the ultimate Redeemer.
Now, it's an enjoyable book for an art or literature lover, but it's definitely mainstream, so much so that at times I questioned if I had perhaps ordered the wrong book, as it is so much outside of the movement narrative.
But at any rate, I found it to be an interesting book, and I do appreciate the fact that it is a relatively quick read.
It doesn't go on and on too much.
So I thank you very much for listening, and I hope you enjoyed this review, and hail victory, comrades.
Thank you.
Those of you who were watching movies about 20 years ago, if you ever saw Quentin Tarantino's Pulp Fiction, and there was a line in there about dead nigger storage, well, somebody, possibly more Q, decided they were really going to tear the ring out of it.
Hi, I'm Hollywood director Quentin Tarantino, and I want you to come on down to Crazy Quentin's Afro-American Morgue and Crematorium.
Since I've finally come to terms with the fact that I'll never win the Academy Award for Best Picture, I've decided to leave the glitz and glamour of filmmaking to start the world's first morgue that caters to the black community exclusively.
Here at Crazy Quentin's, we're all about accommodating the deceased negro on the go.
Look, let's face the facts.
If you're black, chances are you're going to be shot at some point in your life.
Probably by a police officer.
When that happens, drag the remains of yourself or your loved ones down to be stored in style in our fabulous facilities.
Here at Crazy Quentin's, we have everything that your cold, clammy corpse needs as you transcend our mortal coil into the afterlife.
Or as I like to call it, the blackter life.
Meanwhile, the bereaved are free to enjoy complimentary coffee and scones in our break room.
Yo, this is some good coffee, dawg.
I know how good it is.
And if any of this sounds racist, don't worry.
I'm black.
Why trust your rotting bones to a racially diverse morgue when Crazy Quentin says everything the modern deceased Negro needs?
It's our solemn vow to treat the recently departed with the utmost dignity and respect.
We know that you demand professionalism from a company that you're hiring to dump Grandpa's stinky cadaver with.
Our staff is wholly committed to proving that you can trust your loved ones with us.
We'll be right back.
I'm practically giving this shelf space away.
If you're black, it doesn't matter if you're black, really black, super black, shack black, gray, purple, or gray with purple spots, we want your stiff here.
Not dead yet?
Don't worry, we'll kill ya.
We have three convenient locations in the Detroit area off Route 5. And if you can't find us, just look for the sign out front.
Now you might be thinking, Quentin, why would you leave directing behind to open the world's first morgue for blacks only?
Because storing dead niggers is my fucking business, that's why!
So come on down to Crazy Quentin's where your death is in our hands.
Bye now.
By the way, from now on, here on Radio Free Northwest, probably at least once a week, we're going to have a very special guest star with us.
I refer to the Democratic frontrunner in the presidential campaign, former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton.
And we will be occasionally allowing her to comment on the various things that we say and do here on the show.
and here she is for her first guest appearance.
Out!
Thank you.
Right, time for me to resume my Grandpa Simpson-like rambling for a bit on the all-too-common and popular subject of why isn't it happening for the Northwest Front?
Well, I don't know.
You tell me.
No, I mean it.
Tell me, guys.
Why isn't it happening for the Northwest Front?
I don't get it.
It should have been happening for some time now.
We've sure got all we need to get started as a proper political revolutionary group.
It's true that we don't have much money, but the $10 per month in dues that the party asks should be enough to get the ball rolling if I can ever get you to actually come up with it.
In theory, at least, money isn't a problem.
As per usual, we have a workable solution to that problem.
I just can't persuade you to implement it.
Any of you ever been in Alcoholics Anonymous?
One of their little slogans that they've got in AA talks about their whole 12-step program.
It works if you work it.
It's the same with the 10x1000 financing plan and, indeed, the whole Northwest imperative.
It works if you'll just work it.
We've got enough people in the 4,000 to 5,000 weekly listeners to this show so that it should be possible to get at least the first 1,000 of you to act, to get with the program, and come here.
I mean, you can't all be FBI and SPLC spies.
The first 1,000 is really all the incoming white migrants we would need if they were all Class A's.
That's the foundation for the support system that will begin the mass conversion of the native-born white inhabitants I'm officially supposed to be accomplishing by way of magic bean.
Now we have a plan, a good plan, a realistic plan, a workable plan, the Butler plan.
We have all we need in the way of ideology and paperwork like our Northwest Constitution.
Unlike 98% of the rest of the white nationalist movement and the alt-right, we know exactly what we're going to put into the place of the old order once it's removed.
We've got volume after volume of detailed commentary and inspiration in the form of the Northwest Independence novels.
Now by now we've got thousands of hours of Radio Free Northwest, YouTube video, and other electronic propaganda.
The program is safe, beneficial, Simple and realistic.
It's not as if I'm asking you to sell everything you own and come and live on my commune in Oregon like I was the Guru Rajneesh, or hide in an underground bunker in Montana waiting for the mothership like I was Starship Ruthie.
The threat to our people, our future, and our children is existential, and now it is so obvious that no one among us denies anymore the nature of the Christ.
Guys, This isn't just Harold throwing bitch and moan session number 1327.
Now, do you think I've been kidding you all these years?
Donald Trump notwithstanding, the Northwest migration really is the only hope that the white race has to survive on the North American continent.
And, you know, I think we all get that deep down.
So I say to you again, what the hell is wrong with us?
Whatever it is, we have to fix it, because time is now visibly running out.
This Donald Trump business could lead to everything unraveling and the balloon going up in a matter of months, depending on how desperate the established elite is not to admit a genuine outsider to the club of privilege and power.
These spoiled assholes who actually run this corrupt trough are going to be forced to share if they play by their own rules.
And for rich people, the one thing that terrifies them more than anything else on earth is the prospect of being forced to share and compelled to play nice and obey their own rules.
One of the main privileges of being rich and one of the in-crowd is to be above the rules.
Above the law and above the petty protocols that dictate to everyone else how to live.
I mean, what the hell good is being a member of an elite power structure if you have to obey the same rules as all these horrible little people?
Ask Hillary Clinton.
So, I suspect they're not going to be playing by the rules much longer.
Now, once it dawns on them that, for better or worse, and I'm not convinced it's at all for the better, Donald J. Trump is the people's choice for president, they are going to have a hissy fit.
The click of George Soros clones that really run the planet are going to freak, and there's no telling what they're going to do.
Now, my guess is that if they can't Jew Trump out of the nomination at the convention, they're going to kill him.
Okay, before I get into the nitty-gritty, let's talk about that first.
Donald Trump is an excuse for not coming home to the Pacific Northwest.
And yeah, over the past few months, I've been getting that one.
I will admit it.
There are some of our peripheral NF people who have drunk the Trump Kool-Aid.
And swallowed it hook, line, and sinker, if you'll pardon my mixed metaphor.
I've had some of our contacts tell me, more or less in these words, that there's no need for anyone to move anywhere now because Massa Trump, he gon' be president, and at long last, white boys will have their man on the white horse.
Boss Trump, he gonna yell, Charge!
Charge the Black House!
And then everything is gonna be Jake and return once again to some dimly perceived all-white past, which basically no one except old codgers like me can actually remember.
I am, in fact, about as young as it's possible to be and still have any genuine memory of the way things were before.
I think for a lot of you, all you've got left of that time is Brady Bunch reruns.
Anyway, the theory goes that once Trump wins in November, all the black and brown faces will vanish.
And all of a sudden, everyone will have a job and a house and two cars in the garage to drive to Six Flags on the weekend and everything will be alright.
Look, for all I know, my own outlook may be pessimistic.
Donald Trump might get the nomination.
And he might go all the way to November without a funny little man stepping out of the crowd with a pistol in his hand.
And he might actually win the White House.
That's what's so fascinating about what's going on.
The possibility that the power structure's control over events might have slipped.
That much to the point where such a thing might happen.
But let me tell you guys, if that's the case, and if Donald Trump actually does get elected, most certainly everything is not going to be all right, and all of a sudden we're all living in the suburbs next to the Nelsons and the Cleavers and the Bradys.
Not happening, dudes.
Trump's election will be the first tether snapping on the balloon going up, because the entire system that has existed in the Western world is going to rise up.
In one mighty convulsion to try and expel this genuine outsider from its midst.
And the Soros-run world is not going to care who or what gets trampled or destroyed in the process.
I will make this much of a prediction.
Trump's election, if it happens, will be the beginning of the revolution.
Just not sure what kind of revolution.
Alright, second music break.
Haven't had any good old-fashioned Nazi marching music for a while, so enjoy!
Anyway...
"Of im oder scheint, und im Sommer und lacht, den Tag für den Preis oder
weiß, grad die Nacht." "Wenn schraubt sind die Gesinke, doch wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, Lutzer singt." "Es bloß Lutzer tanzt, im Stund geht dahin, und stimmt ohne
Schein, und die Sonne und schlacht." "Dem Tag für den Preis, oder weiß, grad die Nacht." "Geschaubt sind die Gesinke, doch wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh." "Es bloß unser Plan sagt, im Stund geht
dahin, und stimmt ohne Schein, und die Sonne und schlacht." "Geschaubt sind die Gesinke, doch wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh."
"Och, wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh." "Och, wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh." "Es bloß Lutzer tanzt, im Stund geht dahin." "Och, wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh." "Es bloß Lutzer tanzt, im Stund geht dahin." "Och, stimmt ohne Schein, und die Sonne und schlacht." "Och, stimmt ohne Schein, und die Sonne und schlacht."
"Geschaubt, wie es heißt, oder weiß, blatt die Nacht." "Verstört sind die Gesinke, doch wo ich's Lutzer singt, ja, unser Seh." "Geschaubt, wie es heißt, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß."
"Och, stimmt ohne Schein, und die Sonne und schlacht." "Geschaubt, wie es heißt, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß." "Geschaubt, wie es heißt, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß, oder weiß." Thank you.
One thing, in view of some of my coming comments on matters, I know I'm going to get some emails saying, Harold, what the hell is wrong with you?
Why are you saying these things in public?
Are you crazy alienating your own supporters by saying uncomfortable and disturbing things like this that they really, really don't want to hear?
And these people will be quite correct.
You really don't want to hear some of the things I'm going to be saying here now.
I look at it like this.
The small number of you out there who are actively assisting the Northwest Front in some concrete way or who have already made their migration, you're safe enough to talk around.
You are of that small but genuine elite.
Who have demonstrated that you know their ass from a hole in the ground on these matters, and I think I can speak frankly around you because you already know that what I'm saying is true.
Your behavior proves that.
If I'm wrong here, well, I guess I'll find out the hard way.
As to the other many thousands of you who just sit there listening week after week and never contact the party or lift a finger, what could I say to you that would make things any worse?
Will you go into a butthurt sulk and stop tuning in to Radio Free Northwest in order to punish me for saying things that make you feel bad about yourself?
Well, since I don't get any response from you anyway, what difference would that make?
One less click each week on the stat counter?
Who cares if those clicks don't actually generate any real-world response?
What's the point of it all?
Anyway, before I do get into ripping the pale males a new one, just let me have a few more words on the subject of Donald Trump.
Now, I say to you again, people, for God's sake, listen to what I'm telling you here.
Donald Trump is a very interesting and historically significant phenomenon.
That I grant you.
And I'm really looking forward to seeing how he does.
This is going to be a joy to watch.
I'm not anti-Trump in the personal sense, but...
I have to tell you, he's just not the answer that we've been seeking.
Now, he is either going to betray us in some spectacular way, or disappoint us in some spectacular way, or he's going to be snatched away from us by an assassin before we can figure out just who the hell he is.
Or, in some way, he is going to fail us.
As far as white people are concerned, this liberal democratic system has failure hardwired into it.
It never works for us.
Never.
There is not and never can be any salvation for the white man through democracy, because by definition, democracy includes people who should never ever be involved in the political process or statecraft at all.
Whatever happens over the next few years, it will not be a return to the world of the Brady Bunch and Six Flags and the Backyard Barbecue.
That's done now.
It's gone forever.
We need to prepare for that Trump implosion, that great betrayal or great failure, however it comes about, because if we don't, if we do allow ourselves to hope that there really is a magic bean or a magic bullet, a quote-unquote good president whom we can just vote into office and then go home and flop down on the sofa and relax and leave it all in his hands,
if ever we make that incredibly bird-brained mistake, then when it all goes south, our people will be devastated, spiritually, emotionally, Probably to the point that they will do what so many top-notch white people that I myself have known down through the years when they got their fill of our wee little movements gooboo and horse manure.
They will simply quit.
They will crawl off into a little hole and wrap a cocoon around themselves and hide from the world, all depressed and butthurt.
Because white Americans are such fragile and sensitive, exquisite beings of light these days.
We've stopped thinking and gotten in touch with our feelings, like the liberals in the New Age lilacs have told us to, and our feelings are making us go boo-hoo-hoo.
White boys will be like Eric Cartman on South Park.
I want my Donald!
I want my Donald!
And some authority figure in an expensive suit is going to come along and say, Well, you can't have your Donald Trump, because I say so, okay?
And in our Cartman persona, the pale males will say, Screw you guys, I'm going home.
And yes, I've been watching South Park clips on YouTube, but never mind that.
The likelihood is that we are simply not going to be allowed to have our Donald.
The mean grown-ups are going to take him away from us.
And make us come down and sit in front of huge heaping plates of politically correct spinach and string beans and asparagus and squash and all that horrible tasting veggie stuff and force us to eat all the politically correct crap that they heap up on our plates again.
No more Donald Trump steaks or ice cream, although maybe a few Ted Cruz Twinkies or Moon Pies.
Or that's what they're going to try to do.
Now, this is the scenario we all need to be psyching ourselves up for.
I want to see what's going to happen when this system finally does try to snatch Donald Trump away from the big white baby.
The white baby may be a political and emotional infant, but he's still pretty big and he can still cause a lot of wrath and destruction if he feels like it.
Now, when that great betrayal or catastrophic failure on Donald Trump's part takes place, as it will, that will be the point where the Northwest Imperative really does come into its own, because the last illusion, the illusion of a strong white president on a white horse who will descend from the clouds and do it all for us, that illusion will be gone.
We have to prepare ourselves for a major salvage effort so that we can glom onto all those shell-shocked, zombified white people who will be staggering away from the burning ashes of Trump.
Crawling from the wreckage of the Trump train, however you want to put it.
We have to make sure that those white people come to the Northwest, or at least come to the Northwest Front, and they don't just wring their hands and weep bitter tears for the loss of dear Donald and go off into some little hole and curl up in a little ball.
When Donald Trump finally goes down, as most likely he will, either hard or sneaky, the Northwest Front has to be ready to pick up the pieces.
We have to position ourselves to contact and instruct huge numbers of white people, disillusioned and embittered former Trump supporters, in the existence and the mission of the Northwest Front.
And that time is going to be here in a few months.
I'll be talking more about those preparations in the near future.
Now, finally back to the point.
What the hell is wrong with white people in general, and you in particular, in that you have had explained to you at great length The only practical plan to save our race from extinction, off internet and for real, and the majority of you just sit there like lumps and tune in next week.
It's tempting for me to just yell at you that you're nothing but a bunch of chicken shit cowards and you're just too weak and timid and frightened or else too plain bone idol lazy to do a goddamn thing, and it wouldn't be completely wrong.
But, as I said earlier, sometimes white boys actually do do complexity and nuance.
They just don't realize they're doing it.
Yeah, as tempting as it is to write off white inaction as just the chicken shit factor, I think there's something quite complex going on here, psychologically and emotionally, among white people.
And I think it's something that can be overcome with a concentrated effort of will and a conscious, deliberate...
Determination to rewire white boys' brains so that once more we think rather than feel.
That Jew mental conditioning in social engineering is a real bitch.
It's the very devil to overcome in reverse, and not many can do it.
I get that.
But yes, dudes, you really can change.
It just requires an effort of will.
Now, before I go on with my rambling tirade, I think we'll go ahead and slip in third music break.
I haven't gone medieval on your ass recently, so here's the Sequencia Ensemble.
The Sequencia Ensemble
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Thank you.
And you may find it all very boring and whatnot, but you need to really wrap your minds around some of these things I'm saying on here, especially this stuff, because it's important.
You know, I'm not just sitting here talking to hear my head roar.
Now, I've been asking just what the hell is wrong with white boys in that we do not respond to the only clear, organized, and realistic plan that our race has so far been able to come up with for the purpose of avoiding extinction.
And I've said, I don't think it's just cowardice.
It's not just laziness, although those are two important factors.
And again, really, it's not your fault.
These things have been socially engineered into you by the Jews for a period of several generations.
In that time, and with total control of the media, it is possible to override or obscure your basic genetic programming.
It's not possible forever.
That's why I believe that almost all of you still have within you the necessary genetic predisposition towards greatness and courage and the basic heroic vitalism of our race.
But the fact is, right now you're obviously having a hard time overcoming this.
Mental or emotional governor, I guess you'd call it, that puts the brakes on you.
Anytime you feel like actually doing something concrete, it's like there's this instinct of, no, no, no, you mustn't do that.
You mustn't break away from the herd.
And when I speak of cowardice in our failure to act, I'm not so much speaking of physical, scared, oh, no, no, the big bad nigger's going to hurt me or anything like that.
Again, I've said this before.
White males still can be brave.
We still can show fortitude and courage and toughness and moral integrity.
White firefighters, white cops, and white military do it every day.
But we have to have that permission slip.
I've spoken of these permission slips before.
I think this basically is the true nature of the great weakness that has been socially engineered into our minds.
urgent need, this requirement for a permission slip, for some kind of validation from our lower and masters whom we have been raised from birth to accept as superior to us and entitled to give us orders.
The Jews, the media, the politicians, the attorneys and judges in courts, the cops, the bureaucrats, the school system, the various authority figures that the Jews have established over us, we have been taught to obey them much more totally and much more completely and yet more subconsciously than any other tyranny in history.
It's kind of hard to explain.
A lot of people, I think, have difficulty understanding the simultaneous contempt and reverence that Americans have for our ruling strata.
I mean, we will talk bad about them for days.
We'll talk conspiracy theories.
We'll accuse them of concealing the existence of extraterrestrial life.
We'll accuse them of bringing down the Twin Towers.
We'll accuse the government of causing droughts with chemtrails.
We'll accuse Hillary Clinton of doing this, that, and the other thing, a lot of which, of course, she actually did.
But at the same time...
Even while we grouse and we bitch and we moan and we accuse the government of being 60-11 different kinds of scumbag and doing all these horrible things, like I say, a lot of which they probably did do, even while all that's going on, we still obey them slavishly and will not resist them in any kind of physical or direct way.
So really, who cares if we don't trust the government?
Who cares if we don't respect the government?
Who cares so long as we fear the government?
So long as we continue to fear these people and obey them, so long as we continue to comply with the social engineering which has been drilled into our brains, it doesn't matter what we think consciously.
We're reacting to American society on a kind of subconscious level with slavish obedience and adherence to the herd and an incredible unwillingness to go out all on our own into the forest.
That used to be the great crown jewel of the Aryan race.
We had those 5%ers, those 5% of our people who were capable of going first, of being pioneers, of taking over and leading the expedition.
That 5% of us who were creative, curious, had strong and dominant personalities, utterly fearless, willing to go where no man has ever gone before, to quote Star Trek.
I'm sorry about that.
These TV references keep slipping in, but...
We just don't have that anymore, that alpha gene.
This, I think, is the real reason why you guys aren't responding.
I'm talking to 5,000 people more or less every week, and almost none of you still have the necessary genetic composition to respond.
I'm sure most of you are pretty good Joes, but you're ordinary, you're average, and I'm talking to the alphas, and the alphas just simply aren't there.
This is what scares me.
Look, there's no doubt in my mind that if this Northwest movement of ours ever got to the point where...
We were at an NVA stage, if you want to call it that, engaging in some kind of active revolutionary political activity, violent or otherwise.
If we ever got to that point where we had a functioning revolutionary party, where there was a functioning NVA that was actually going out into the streets and doing things, If we ever got to the point where anyone with at least a little gumption could actually find us and join us, if we ever got to the point where we were converting to the Northwest Defense Force and there were recruiting stations on every corner and people could find us,
if we ever got to the point where we can offer not so much money or security or safety as a man to stand at your right shoulder and your left shoulder so that you would not be alone, so that you would be part of a herd, then we would get all the volunteers we needed.
This is, I think, in the final analysis, the real strength and the real draw of Donald Trump.
With his billions of dollars, he can bring together the herd.
The herd that gives the frightened and confused white man his sense of security and safety.
And that's the feeling he really wants.
The Northwest Front can't provide it right now, and so, basically, we ain't getting the bodies.
Trump is.
Right now, what the party is asking you to do is to leave the herd, to venture out into the forest all on your own.
Now, we do have a few fledgling communities, yes, and that's good.
As some of you know who read the organizational letter, we are now proposing to actually try and start a new settlement area just from scratch, simply because it's a good place to be.
We don't even have anybody there yet.
I hope we'll be able to eventually convince some people to go there.
But that's going to take that alpha gene, that willingness to go first, that willingness to be a pioneer, which we no longer have.
That is what scares me, P. Green, about the white man today.
Like I said, look, you're not bad people.
I'm not saying that.
Yes, you're cowardly and lazy, but it's not your fault.
To you, cowardliness and laziness just seems like common sense.
You probably don't even recognize it as such.
And I get that.
Again, it's not your fault.
It's because this is the way you have been programmed to react.
This is the way you have been programmed to think, if you want to call it thinking.
I don't blame you.
And believe it or not, no, I'm not running you down.
You are what you are.
You are what the Jews have made you.
Not necessarily bad people.
You have the potential to be the same men and women that our ancestors were, but you have to be shown the way, and at least at first, you have to have that herd around you.
Liberals call it validation.
I can sit here and I can talk till I'm blue in the face, begging you to come here to the Northwest.
I can explain to you in great detail, as indeed I have, all the logical, sound, rational...
Beneficial reasons why you should move to the Northwest.
150 years ago, whole families loaded up Conestoga wagons and started heading westward on a lot less sound of a basis than we have for advocating Northwest migration.
Some of those families headed west just on the basis of rumors that there was fertile land in California, Oregon, or wherever.
We can at least provide logical reasons why you should come here.
And we can show you rational, sound facts that back up that viewpoint.
But that's another thing white people don't have anymore is faith, faith in the future.
Look, somehow or other, the Northwest Front has to locate, identify, and motivate those among the white community who have that alpha gene.
Those few remaining lone wolves who are capable of going out into the forest on their own, who are capable of going first.
When enough of you have gone first, when I can talk to a potential migrant and I can say, well, you might try this little town here, this little town there.
We've got a guy that lives within about 20 miles.
You have no idea how much difference that seems to make.
If they know that when they're coming, there will be at least one more actual, real, physical person.
I said earlier on in this show that when I ask what people want of the Northwest Front, they seem to mostly just want the old Aryan Nations picnics back.
I think there's a lot to that.
White nationalists and white separatists live in a state of such total isolation.
That's true of almost all of us.
Complete isolation, complete alienation from the rest of American society.
We are so anxious just to physically meet and be with somebody that we don't have to watch our speech around, where we can actually say nigger, where we can actually say what we think, we can just relax and talk to somebody without having to worry about uttering a word that's going to destroy our lives.
That's one of the most important things that the Northwest is going to have to offer, and we're going to have to offer them through these communities that we're going to be building.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know.
I'm supposed to be fearless leader.
I'm supposed to be jumping up on picnic tables and making speeches in public parks.
It's going to automatically convert and recruit all the local people to the cause of Northwest Independence.
And then we're supposed to light our torches and grab our pitchforks and go off and storm something.
And you guys get to sit on your sofas in Jacksonville, Florida, or Milwaukee, Wisconsin, or Albany, New York, or Louisville, Kentucky, or someplace down in California and just watch it all on TV as a form of entertainment.
Now, the fact is, it just doesn't work like that anymore.
Okay, well, yeah, the Ceausescu's in Romania in 1989, it worked like that in Romania, but then we don't have people the caliber of the Romanians, put it that way.
Okay, look, what I'm trying to say here is something that I try to say all the time.
The simple fact is, guys, we have got to get our act together.
We have got to exercise a direct and deliberate act of will and we have to change.
We have to transfigure ourselves into the kinds of men and women whom our great-grandparents would have recognized.
We cannot go on as we are.
If we do not make this conscious, deliberate effort to change who and what we are, we are all going to perish from the face of the earth.
Right now, we don't have what it takes to survive.
Now, we can get the right stuff.
It's still there in us.
It's in our genes.
It's in our chromosomes.
But we're going to have to reach into ourselves.
We're going to have to pull it out and dust it off and put it on.
And then get it on with these bastards in the expensive suits who are all trying to kill us.
And on that optimistic note, 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 2188, Bremerton, WA 98310, 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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