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May 11, 2017 - 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-woogal, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the bikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the bikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, where the gathering is to be?
In the old spot by the river, right well known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token, whistle, out the marching tune.
Fire 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 forest passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
Out from the rising of the moon, out from the rising of the moon.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
It's May the 11th, 2017.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
One of our comrades recently discovered the work of Finnish philosopher Kai Muros, and he's really flipping out over him, so just for a change of pace, this week let's start out with a quick burst of philosophy.
History Nowadays, there's a lot of talk about hate crimes.
There's an entire body of laws against hate crimes.
Everybody seems to be worried about hate.
Hate appears to be the gravest problem of our time.
But hate is good.
Hate gives a structure to our life.
Hate gives us a reason to exist, a focus, something to strive for, an identity.
Hate is energy, pure energy, provided by Mother Nature herself.
Hate enables us to see through lies and pretense, and helps us to concentrate on the essential.
Hate is democratic.
Even the rich and the powerful cannot hate more than their slaves and subjects.
And soon, hate may well be all that we have left.
Hate emancipates.
Without hate for slavery, you cannot break your shackles.
And without hate for injustice, there can be no justice.
The greatest achievements of the human race have grown from hate and from the ability to control hate.
Hate separates humans from animals.
Animals do not hate, but humans do.
Humans can hate for decades, sometimes their entire life.
We can even pass hate on to our children and keep hate alive for centuries.
Hate is a sign of abstract intellect, for only humans can hate people they have never seen or met, and only humans can hate concepts and processes.
How can we know what love is?
Love and hate are the two opposite sides of the same coin.
Without hate, we are only halflings.
In order to be complete, we need hate.
Only fools talk endlessly about love, but forget the hate.
Hate separates us from the meek and docile masses.
Do not fear hate.
Do not deny or reject hate.
Accept hate.
Embrace hate.
Learn to know it and learn to use it.
Hate is your most powerful weapon, a hidden source of your strength.
Do not deny it from you.
What the liberal elite fears most in this world is our ability to hate, because our hate will one day be the most revolutionary force on the planet.
Our hate will destroy and create empires.
Music by Ben Thede.
Right.
Quick housekeeping item I want to kick off with.
I've mentioned in past emails how for a while everybody and his dog was screaming for tricolor patches, patches, patches, and then lost interest and wandered away when they actually became available.
Now another craving seems to have taken hold.
Everybody wants audiobooks of my Northwest novels, read by me of course, and I have once again received suggestions about...
Hey Hurled, why don't you make the brigade into a graphic novel?
Meaning a comic book.
And yes, graphic novels are comic books.
Graphic novels, audiobooks, basically anything so that millennials can get their NVA fix electronically and don't have to sit down and read long blocks of text in a handheld printed book.
I'm actually getting a very good response from the free PDF copies of all my books that I've been passing out lately, which can at least be read on an electronic screen or a tablet.
Okay, I find the demand for my work in electronic form gratifying, but there are the usual practical problems involved in producing these items, which attend all of the worthwhile projects that we really should be doing right now.
The party has extremely limited quantities of the three resources which would be necessary to produce these items.
Money to produce and distribute the products, non-Harold Covington talent and creativity, and non-Harold Covington productive work time.
Every extra dime that we can scrape up right now is going toward the great project, which I won't get into at the moment.
Some of you know what I'm talking about.
Yes, once created, internet distribution would be extremely cheap, but for the umpteenth time, I have to remind you guys that not everybody has access to the internet.
The most obvious category is prisoners, but also there are still a lot of elderly people around who never understood or acquired computers and a large element of just plain Luddites who refuse to have the goddamn things in their homes.
A viewpoint which I can fully understand, and a lifestyle choice which I wish I could adopt myself.
Young people sometimes ask me what life was like before the internet, and it's startling to think that they really don't know that there are people in their mid-twenties and almost into their thirties now who cannot remember when there was no internet.
I tell them, truthfully, that life was better and people were much happier than I most certainly was.
One of the things that I do every week for several valuable supporters is I put Radio Free Northwest on CD off my own computer and mail them the CDs.
I can't afford to do that in bulk.
I agree that audiobooks and graphic novels would be excellent additions to the party's propaganda arsenal, and I hope that someday I'll see those things, but if and when I do, they will not be done by me.
I simply don't have the time, and probably never will.
I refer you yet again to the March 15, 2017 status report wherein I talk about the party's future, or if you didn't get that status report because you were a larker or a looky-loo who never helps with anything concrete, you'll just have to take my word for it.
The chances of me ever having the necessary leisure time to do all that reading into a microphone and then do the necessary sound editing are non-existent.
In the case of the audiobooks, please bear in mind that these Northwest novels of mine are big, long, thick books.
I haven't done an actual word count, but I would say that if you include Fire and Rain and Slow Coming Dark in the canon, they aggregate well over a million and a half words.
The graphic novels would require something else that I simply haven't got, which would be artistic talent.
I have seen some graphic novels and read some, not only in hard copy, but online, and while, yes, I'm sorry, guys, they're comic books, I do not underestimate the high degree of artistic skill and craftsmanship necessary to produce them.
To be blunt, I haven't seen anybody in the movement, the alt-right, or anywhere else who possesses that degree of talent above about a ten-year-old level.
While we're definitely improving in leaps and bounds as far as electronic propaganda material goes, Videos and music and news programs and even primitive cartoons.
Actual drawing we're not so hot at.
To be fair, it's a rare talent even among the left loons.
I'm sure that eventually there will be audiobooks and graphic novels of the Northwest Independence series.
It's just that I will almost certainly not be the one to make them.
If we can ever professionalize and acquire the necessary production gear and stable of talent in the required secure and stable environment, those will be definitely two of the projects that we'll prioritize.
Until then, you're going to have to make do with the prologue to Freedom Sons, which I read a couple of years ago, and to which a fan added some sound effects.
Okay, now I'm going to have to talk about something I promised to speak about in passing last week, but forgot to do so.
With extreme reluctance, I'm going to have to get into the character issue with some specificity.
And that always gets me in trouble, as done for the past 40 years, since it's so often been my duty station to say out loud that the Emperor has no clothes.
And we have had a lot of nude Emperors in our little slice of life.
The movement's prime directive has always been that you can talk about the character problem in general terms, and everyone will applaud you as a straight shooter and a fearless ideologue, so long as you don't actually name names or criticize specific people within the movement, no matter how egregious their conduct.
One of our many psychological problems is that all any idiot needs to do is stand up and say, I'm for the white race of people.
And because so few of our people, good, bad, or ugly, are willing to say that out loud, you're automatically issued with some kind of get-out-of-jail-free card and cloak of invulnerability that places you beyond criticism.
If you name names, then at the very least, you're accused of quote-unquote fighting a feud, and at worst, you're accused of sinning against a mythological creature known as white unity, which is...
Kind of like a unicorn.
It's a lovely legend, but it doesn't actually exist anywhere in the real world.
Now, the reasons that it doesn't exist in the real world are many, but I'll give you two right off the top.
White nationalist minifurers, or internet personalities as we have nowadays, view one another as competition for members and donations and publicity, and nowadays for audience share in the form of mouse clicks.
Like everybody else on the internet, we're all about clickbait.
Gotta get those clicks, and yeah, that necessarily includes me to an extent that makes me uncomfortable.
But what can I tell you?
It is what it is.
Absent the kind of direct action that springs from courage and moral principle, this is how our wee little revolution is shaking out.
So, we all play King of the Hill like kids, to a greater or lesser extent.
And that's one reason why white unity is a joke.
Secondly, the fact is that there are very many people operating in our wee little white nationalist subculture that nobody in their right mind wants to be united with.
I will get into that later on in the podcast, I promise, when I talk about Richard Spencer.
Hell, I might as well go ahead and get this whole thing over with in one cast.
Not that there aren't genuine feuds in the movement.
Oh, yeah, plenty.
They're usually rooted in the fierce competition for the extremely limited amount of money and bodies available, like I said.
The fact is, we're all chasing the same buck, and for some of us, that buck means the difference between life and death.
Literally.
Imagine a crowded lifeboat with only a limited amount of food and water, or maybe a better analogy would be Bedouin tribes, in the desert.
Battling over a small oasis with a very small and irregular spring with only a trickle of life-giving water.
Now, in my case, these so-called feuds tend to occur when I publicly say or write some act of actual legitimate criticism, which implies that Fearless Leader X is in fact somewhat less than perfect.
This then sets off a lifelong blood feud.
Probably my most famous was the Klassenkampf back in the 80s and 90s when we had a man among us who was trying to take over the whole shebang such as it was for whatever motives he was doing so.
He had virtually unlimited funds at his disposal, and he was...
Well, we won't get into what he was, but suffice it to say that he had no business anywhere near us or our cause.
Now, there are still those who say that I fought a feud with the late Dr. William L. Pierce, but that was a lot more complicated.
Unlike Claussen and all those other clowns, Pierce actually had a lot going for him, and overall, I have to say, he remained an asset on the plus side of the balance sheet for us up until the time of his death.
Just barely, but yeah, I have to say, by a gnat's hair, he came out ahead.
Pierce's negatives weren't the silly little nasties of most minifurars.
In his case, at times he approached the level of genuine Greek tragedy in that he was a brilliant and deeply flawed man.
Anyway, sometimes it's just flat-out jealousy.
More often than not, you set off all kinds of middle school drama and sound and fury and...
By the way, it was like this long before the internet.
In the old days, we used photocopied newsletters and recorded phone messages and surreptitious phone calls all over the country to generate the goo-boo.
And, to be fair, a lot of it was just childish nonsense.
The phenomenon of the man in his 30s, 40s, and 50s who acts like he's 12 years old, going yeah, yeah, yeah, was with us long before Bill Gates and Steve Jobs wrote their first lines of code.
The internet has simply accelerated and accentuated something that was already there.
And I'm rambling now, so let me drag myself kicking and screaming back to the point.
From now on, certain segments on this podcast will be part of an overall body of instruction called How to Do This Yourselves 101.
So that when I do melt down into a mass of loathsome putrescence like Monsieur Valdemar, at least some of my experience will be passed on to you young millennial punks out there and you might avoid making certain mistakes and speed up your learning curve a bit, maybe even in time for you to do some actual good.
Okay, before I widen my ramble here, let's talk about one of the most common issues you will face from our own people.
Now, this is that guy whom you don't really know that well yet, or on the internet you probably don't know at all.
And he claims to be one of us, and he says all the right things, more or less, but he seems to be just a little off.
He seems to have some personality problems.
Now, this problem has always been with us in the movement, and it's been aggravated like hell by the internet.
Now, let's get back to the subject of tricolor patches.
Fred.
Fred is a troll.
Real name unknown.
One of about half a dozen who for some reason decided that the comments section of Radio Free Northwest on our website is the bridge under which he will reside, although I suspect he has others.
For the record, after observing him for several years, I don't think Fred is a paid cognitive dissonance op or anything of the kind.
I don't think he's working for the ADL, SPLC, FBI, anything like that.
He's too...
flaccid.
I think he's just a kook and an obsessive.
I will not discuss his specific behavior because that would put me in the position of giving him the attention he clearly desires and put me also in the position of appearing to argue with him and refuting him and that is one thing that you should never, ever do.
Never engage with these people.
It's called feeding the trolls, and once you do that, you will never get rid of them.
I think that wog in Vancouver who keeps trying to drive me to suicide has stuck with me for 20 years because I made the mistake of feeding him and acknowledging him back in the old Usenet days, and he got such ecstasy from the big bad racist Harold acknowledging his existence that he has just had to keep on trying.
Jesus, it took me almost 10 years to shake off Dan Dobson.
Now there was a weirdo.
Sorry.
Sorry.
Back on topic.
Now, I very seldom actually ban people outright from commenting because I'm so uncomfortable with censorship, having been the victim of it so often in the past myself.
This character, Fred, keeps on posting and posting and posting to the comments section.
He keeps trying to slip assorted goat droppings by me.
He attacks me, calls me names, attacks the other posters, calls them names.
He's trying to rile them up.
He says some really stupid and silly stuff.
Basically, he's trying to stir, which is what trolls do.
Sometimes, when Fred's posts are too off the wall, or when I just don't feel like dealing with his crap, I simply reject the whole post.
But sometimes, if he's making some halfway legitimate point or observation, and he does on occasion, I'll edit out the dreck and approve maybe 60 or 75% of the post.
You will recall the business of the tricolor patches, like the one in the Our Time Has Come video.
One of our comrades here in the Northwest went to the trouble of manufacturing them and is now selling them online at a very reasonable price.
I get this comment from Fred begging and pleading for me to please, please, pretty please with sugar on top, put him in touch with the guy selling the patches, vowing and swearing that he will place a big huge cash order and sell them at biker bars and other such places.
Now, I know that whoever Fred really is, and whatever the motive for his internet trolling, his elevator does not go all the way to the top floor.
On the other hand, this comrade with the patches went to immense effort and expense to manufacture these items, and he has been very badly let down by all of these people who claimed that they wanted to buy them.
Suppose, just suppose that Fred really is telling the truth this time, and he really does intend to buy 200 or 300 patches for cash, which would be enough money for our comrade to do a second run of them.
Do I at least not have the duty to put them in touch and give Fred a chance finally to offer some proof of his putting?
I mean, he says he's one of us, however odd some of his posts are.
What would you do?
Remember, class, one of these days you may have to make decisions like this yourself.
And I need to get you thinking in these terms and getting used to dealing with all these sketchy characters we have hanging around us, especially internet-wise.
If we're not going to have a real revolution, you at least need to learn how to handle all this crazy stuff so that you don't wreck everything you're doing and maybe even end up in jail.
And yeah, sometimes mismanaging these situations has ended with people in prison.
Just because there's no actual shooting and bombing going on doesn't mean that what we're doing is safe.
It isn't.
Tell you what, I'll let you chew on that one for a week or so.
Let me know what you think I should have done, and then I'll tell you what I did.
Now, for some reason, the Australian bug that I had up my ass last week hasn't quite dispersed yet.
This is the opening theme to the 1970 version of the movie Ned Kelly, the one with Mick Jagger.
I never did see the later version with Heath Ledger.
Kelly was the famous Australian bushranger from the 1870s who wore the iron body armor that he made in a blacksmith's forge and which is now sitting in a museum somewhere down under.
Anyway, this is Waylon Jennings.
They turned him out of Beechworth jail in 1871 He put in three long years behind those walls For the stealing of a horse, which he swore he'd never done.
But now he sees the sun and turns his back upon it all.
Walk softly cried the magistrate who counted up the score.
Walk softly cried the turnkey as he clanged the iron door.
Walk softly cried his comrades cringing on that prison floor.
But the summer's on the middle.
And the wind is in the gum tree And the Beechworth jail is many miles behind you In prison ship and shackles His father reached this land He stole one pig and for that crime he paid Inside
a cold, dark prison cell, he died a broken man.
And he left his wife to curse the crown while his children dug his grave.
Speak softly, cried the jailer, laying slop on his plate.
Speak softly, cried the turnkey as he opened up the gate.
Speak softly, cried his mother, it's been oh so long to wait.
But the summer's on the meadow And the wind is in the gum tree And the beach worth jail is many miles behind you They told him it was over and his song was damn well sung They told
him Wild Australia'd have to change.
And he'd better watch his temper, and he'd better mind his tongue.
For the next time that he walked inside those gates, he'd surely hang.
Speak boldly, cried his father, from the grave in which he lay.
Speak boldly, cried his country, if there's a trust that's been betrayed.
Speak boldly, cry, this conscience is a debt, and it must be paid.
Thank you.
But the summer's on the meadow And the wind is in the gum trees And the Beechworth jail is many miles behind you Oh,
I love you.
I love you.
Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I'm going to be discussing the new Nazis of Germany.
And again, I apologize for the title.
Now, this was a book written by Wellington Long, who was the chief correspondent of the United Press International.
By now, of course, this book is a historic document, and it chronicles fits and starts of nationalism in Germany post-1945.
In the immediate aftermath of the war, Allied policymakers contemplated if Germans should be allowed political parties.
However, it is possible that such parties could be seen as a safety valve, an improvement over the elusive werewolf movement, which had managed to pull off the assassination of Mayor Oppenhoff.
However, it should be noted that the attack on the devout Catholic, as well as the attack on American military government buildings in Bremen, did nothing to affect the course of history, and even the most ardent would no doubt come to see them as pointless acts.
In any case, by 1946, the Western powers allowed parish elections and later legislative elections by 1947.
Even so, most Germans were at this time exhausted with regard to politics.
In addition, interrogation was par for the course and expressed in a lengthy questionnaire called the Fraggenbogen.
It had 131 exhaustive questions, and lying was difficult because the file cards that should have been sent to a paper mill had fallen into enemy hands.
Due to the widespread involvement, most were implicated to some degree, and of course this questionnaire had an immense impact and proved And so it was stopped by 1948.
Long profiles various actors who tried to reestablish a nationalist movement and various strategies used.
Alfred Lowritz was one of the first.
He appealed to a traditional element, but ironically, his views had never been in tune with National Socialism, and so he could honestly say he had not been Cozy with the Reich.
Indeed, the opposite had been true.
Another try would be embodied by Fritz Dorels.
This actor was the very image of impatience.
His party, the Socialist Reich Party, tried to reproduce the glory days with similar costumes and fanfare.
It was easy for the new government to see the real intent, and by 1952, the SRP had come under the critical eye of the court.
The party was ruled illegal, and Dorals lived the rest of his life in obscurity.
It is also noteworthy that Weiner Newman, named as Goebbels' successor, had been wily enough to not only survive the war but indeed evade capture.
He laid low, living under an assumed name, as many did, but re-emerged when amnesty was granted.
Newman was interested in a kind of transcendent entryism.
He realized nationalists could be found in multiple parties.
Ultimately, British intelligence learned of his activities, although there were some in Chancellor Abnauer's cabinet that tried to protect him.
Newman inherited a German tendency to fear the East, and because of this, he was happy for the Allies to rearm the German military.
As he knew it would not happen on its own.
And also, too, given the arc of history, he sincerely began to question the unchecked executive.
However, once again, the German court would come to shut him down.
Even so, at the end of the day, Newman was but an introduction for his younger friend, Adolf von Fadden.
Because he was the youngest of the bunch, von Faden was initially biding his time until he was around 40, where he believed he would have sufficient gravitas.
Of course, this was back in the day when it was still very much fashionable to respect elders and people often wanted to wait their turn.
He was very radical and wanted to see a united European government under fascism.
Just as Mosley did.
However, von Faden found that most Germans were more sentimental than that and were not quite ready for such an abstract concept.
Ultimately, the NPD was a combination of the Deutsche Freedom Party, the Deutsche Party, and the Deutsche Volk Party.
The NPD asked that its members be heavily involved, just in the spirit, I would imagine, of traditional German clubs.
Von Faden lived the example, staying up late and awakening early.
Von Faden had limited funds, and so to save money, he used a convoy of supporters who would drive around encouraging individuals to vote NPD.
He believed...
That 30% of the Germans were undecided and that 15% would vote for his party.
He became so confident that he disassociated himself from the party that he was already a member of, and he began to throw all his weight behind the NPD.
Von Faden's family, and in particular his brother and sister, They were both Lutheran pious, and unlike Matthias Goring, they had been unable to reconcile their religion with the New Order.
During the Third Reich, Elspeth had been judged as treasonous, while Adar von Fatten's brother, Reinhold, was so embarrassed that he changed the name of the family estate.
None of these issues seem To have interfered with von Faten's tireless enthusiasm, the NPD began working to weaken the grip of Americanism and leftism.
Now, back in the early days after the war, all the Germans were grappling with the statute of limitations on the persecution of alleged war crimes.
Now, the statute was 20 years, and some wanted to remove this 20-year time limit, but it was argued that 20 years after the fact, evidence was already growing cold.
Eventually, it was decided that a five-year extension could be granted because the German government indeed had The NPD came into existence in 1967,
and it has always been tirelessly advocating the interests of ethnic Germans, even expressing the desire to reunify all lost territory.
Some ask why von Fatten was spared legal issues that so plagued others, and some even believe that von Fatten was an MI6 agent.
Now, every few years, the German government attempts to ban the NPD, but the party It has never actually been banned, and it continues to be a voice for really what I would call a true expression of really a revival of German nationalism.
Even the alternative for Deutschland, which is considered fairly radical, believes the NPD to be overly radical.
And indeed, even so, a platform of the NPD might actually be compared to the ideas of de Gaulle.
But of course those ideas were allowed in the case of de Gaulle because he was French.
So those learning to join a very radical party Now, the NPD maintains a website and creates many YouTube videos.
But, of course, to take full advantage of all this, it would be really best to be fluent in German.
Now, of course, this is easier said than done.
Some of our listeners might want to purchase some books on Amazon Help people to learn German by reading the language.
Now, unfortunately, I don't have time for this right now because so much of my spare time goes into this show.
But if you are up to learning German more fluently, then it is noteworthy that von Faden was a writer and he wrote at least three books on political topics.
And I'm sure they would be really very interesting.
So, I hope you enjoyed this discussion.
So, I've been talking about the book entitled The New Nazis of Germany, and it's by Wellington Long.
It was a book that was published back in the 60s, so at this point it's really more of a historical document.
So, thank you for listening.
Have a good evening and hail victory, comrades.
The End We're going to do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and it's short time to get there.
I'm Westbound just like a band that runs.
If you put hard on the belt, some never mind them breaks.
Let it all hang out cause we gotta run.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from, yep, Missouri again.
This time I'm headed west across US 36, headed over to Utah to do a delivery.
But anyway, I'm trying to go and paint some theater of the mind for you for things to expect and your migration or scouting trip.
Hopefully you're doing your scouting trip first.
But anyway, this is the ones, like, say, Ohio and points east from there, up there in the northeast.
For the life of me, I don't know why anybody would live up there.
There's just too damn many people up there for my likings, but that's just my personal opinion.
Especially the New York City area.
Yeah.
No.
Anyway.
So, as you're headed west, I'm assuming you'll probably be coming across on I-80 slash I-90.
And once you get over there, across the state line from Indiana to Illinois, you have a choice to make.
You can either go straight west or angle up to the northwest and run either I-90 or I-94 across the top tier.
So, once you get past the largest outdoor shooting range in the United States, if not the world, namely Chicago, You get up into Wisconsin.
Yeah, it's kind of a cheesy state.
You can go and sample some of the cheese as you go through there and stuff.
But you get over there to Tomah, Wisconsin, and you've got a choice.
You can either go I-90 or I-94.
And I-94, you've only got one major hurdle left to city-wise or cities-wise.
And that's the Minneapolis-St.
Paul area, which can get kind of congested.
I'd suggest if you're going that way, take the 694 bypass around the northern side of the cities.
And once you get clear of Minneapolis-St.
Paul, you're back out into the farmland.
If you're in the mood and want some good chow...
Exit 178 there in Minnesota, Clearwater.
There's the Petro or Clearwater Travel Plaza.
They've got some really good there.
So if you're into pastries and stuff, they've got some really good-sized muffins and fritters.
They've got a bunch of different sizes.
Or flavors, I mean.
They've only got one size, chai huges.
But they've got apple and blueberry and whatever else, other flavors.
I mean, they've got, yeah, anyway.
So, basically, you don't have any other big cities to worry about.
You've got to go through the Fargo-Boerhead area.
Yeah, that's just like a minor speed bump, if that.
And then you're back into the farmland and the plain states.
I mean, it's pretty flat pretty much all the way across North Dakota.
Then you get over into eastern Montana, and you've got the rolling farmland there, too.
If you're from back east and used to a lot of people and a lot of crowded roads, you're going to be lost because there ain't nothing out there.
Now, going across North Dakota, especially during planting and harvesting seasons, you've got to watch out for farm equipment on the interstate.
Yeah, I'm talking combines and tractors and pickups pulling farm tanks and stuff like that going down the road.
By that I mean the liquid hauling tanks, not rolling artillery or anything like that.
But, you know, over to Montana, you don't have farm equipment on the interstate there, but you do have your stupid Montana deer out there.
But Billings isn't much of a headache.
It's pretty easy on that one.
But you're going to be seeing a lot of the mountains over there in that neck of the woods.
You can see the Rockies.
You start seeing them in the distance, mainly towards the south and some of the other mountain ranges there in Montana, the crazy mountains.
You get over there past Livingston and then Bozeman.
Just small little speed bumps there for towns.
No biggie.
You get over into western Montana.
You end up going over Homestake Pass and that's when you come down into getting ready to cross I-15 there.
It's only, what, 6,400-foot elevation going over Homestake Pass, so it's not as high as down there on I-90 or I-80.
If you're going across on 70 across Colorado, you can get up around the 12,000-foot range there.
But anyway, then you're into the homeland area.
You got farmland there, too.
Lots of deer you got to watch out for.
And every once in a while you end up seeing some goats when you got alongside the hillsides there.
Haven't nailed any of those yet, but get over there by Clinton, Montana.
If you're coming across around the end of July, beginning of August, I think it is, is when they have the annual testicle festival there.
You get a lot of drunk motorcyclists and motorists there doing their festival there.
I've never participated because they don't have an area big enough for me to get the truck into during that time frame.
So it's one of those, gotta watch out for the state police because they're thick as fleas during that time of year.
Right there, trying to go and keep everybody safe and sane.
But then you get over there towards the...
Past Missoula.
And you'll be going back and forth across the Clark Fork River numerous times.
There's a lot of good fishing along there.
I see people out there in either boats or standing out there in waders or bank fishing.
Then you get into the Bitterroot Mountains there going across Lookout Pass going into Idaho.
There's a panhandle there, and quite scenic going across that road.
Then you drop into the northern part of Idaho, Wallace, where the last traffic light on the interstate system was put to rest.
They've got a little grave there in that town if you want to go and check that out.
And you go across there, up over Fourth of July Pass, there in central part of the panhandle of Idaho.
We'll be dropping into the Quarter to Lane and then Post Falls area.
You can see Lake Quarter to Lane over there on your left-hand side.
That's a big water sports area there.
And after that, Post Falls, and then you get into Spokane.
That's a little bit bigger of a speed bump, but not too much.
It's only...
What about 10, 12 miles across that metropolitan area there?
Then you're back into the farmlands of central Washington and end up seeing some cattle being raised there along there in the farming area.
See a lot of just wheat and barley and that kind of stuff.
And then you go and hit the Cascades after that, and you're down into Seattle and back into the metropolitan area and Puget Sound area.
So, that's kind of a brief overlook of the Northern Tier trip across the United States.
Alright, well, this is the Trucker signing off from another segment on the road.
Have a good one, comrades, and drive safely.
We've got a long way to go.
Got a short time to get there.
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you Okay, this is the important part of tonight's podcast, and in many respects, one of the more important segments I've ever done.
I need to choose my words very, very carefully here, because I say again that I've been doing this kind of thing for many years now, saying things that significant people in the movement don't want said, discussing things they don't want discussed, and it generates all kinds of hullabaloo.
What you have to understand is that right now, my long-standing nightmare is taking place in real life.
For years I've known that at some point in the future a window of opportunity would inevitably occur.
Maybe nothing so dramatic as the balloon going up in the traditional right-wing sense of all of a sudden we're living in a Mad Max world and chasing one another down the interstate and tricked out Humvees and pickup trucks wearing purple mohawks and shooting at one another with crossbows, but some time of unexpected, uncontrolled change and uncertainty wherein the power structure would be vulnerable and it might be possible to wrong-foot them.
My lifelong nightmare has been that time will come and we will either blow it or simply be incapable of taking advantage of it.
That time has arrived.
It's here and we are still wallowing in the same toxic toilet of cowardice, incompetence, and crapulence where we've been for the past forty years.
If I seem a bit ragged around the edges, it's because I'm doing the Dylan Thomas number and I refuse to go gentle into that good night.
If the white man is going to become extinct because we are simply too fucking lazy, timid, and stupid to survive, I would at least like to see a few of our last specimens of actual manhood dragging some Jews and shitskins and politicians into hell with them using the last of our teeth and claws, but even that's not happening.
We are tweeting at people whose skulls we need to be crushing with clubs.
We are arguing with people we should be shooting through the head and leaving their carcasses in the woods and fields for the buzzards and the wild dogs to eat, and it's driving me nuts, which is probably why I sound a little nuts these days.
Anyway, one of the mistakes we are making is the same one we've made for several generations.
We are allowing the enemy to choose our leaders, basically through accepting those individuals whom they choose to cover and publicize as such.
We accept the fact that the so-called leaders are receiving media coverage as a kind of validation.
This is due to our lifelong habit hardwired into us of accepting and believing whatever the media tells us.
It's part of our social engineering as consumer herd animals, and it's a very, very difficult habit for us to break.
I want to talk to you tonight in general about something called movement modernization, or as it's now officially known, quote-unquote, Civic nationalism.
I want to talk to you specifically about a man named Richard Spencer, who appears to have been selected by the enemy as our official leader, or at least one of them.
Before I do, I want to play for you an audio clip from a YouTube character calling himself Apollonian Germ, not because I necessarily endorse what he's saying, and for all I know, this guy may be full of sheep dip himself, and I'm sure all our internets out there will...
Pelt me with emails exposing Apollonian Germ as the son of Satan and secretly the Grand Rabbi of Jerusalem.
Now that always happens, and I take it all in stride.
I'm playing this clip so that you folks know that this is not just Harold, quote-unquote, fighting a feud over jealousy or whatever.
There are specific and legitimate concerns about Richard Spencer, and after this clip I will get into some of mine.
Hello, my friends.
So today, I want to talk about Richard Spencer.
Who is he?
Why is he so popular?
Why is he being promoted by all of the major news networks?
Who is funding NPI, the group that he is the chairman of, the National Policy Institute?
How is all of this happening?
What's going on behind the scenes?
I did a little bit of research about this because it puzzles me.
How somebody who could be claiming to hate the Jews and be an avowed white nationalist catchphrases that the news networks use, how is he being promoted and given interviews by all the major corporate elite-owned networks?
So I looked into his bio.
And it turns out that Richard Spencer was born in Boston, Massachusetts and moved to Texas to attend St. Mark's School outside of Dallas.
Or maybe it's in Dallas, one of the two.
But St. Mark's School, as it says on his Wikipedia page, is basically run by its board of directors.
And the board of directors is made up of what Wikipedia calls the most established establishments of Texas.
That is, the oil industry, gas industry.
Cotton back in the day.
So Wikipedia says that this is like a top elite school that is funded by, controlled by, major industry elites.
And when you look at the alumni list of St. Mark's, you find a list of elites.
People in oil and gas exploration.
But also, interestingly, you see writers and producers and Hollywood figures like Owen Wilson and his brother went there.
You find musicians, but also government officials.
The CIA agent who decided that she wouldn't protect Donald Trump, she went there.
So, a lot of insiders have been there, and it's interesting.
I don't know what would make Richard Spencer's family move halfway across the country to send him to this school.
That's sort of interesting to me.
But another interesting aspect of Richard Spencer is that NPI, the institution that he is the chairman of, was founded and is basically run behind the scene by William Regnery II.
And William Regnery's father, Henry Regnery, started a company called Regnery Publishing back in 1947, which is also the year that the CIA was founded.
And...
One of the first books that he published in 1951 was a book by William F. Buckley, who Was a CIA agent.
And Buckley's supervisor, Howard Hunt, has made a statement on record.
I can't find the original source of this, but I found multiple other sources quoting him on this, which is that Hunt says that Regnery Publishing started with subsidies from the CIA and that they were working very closely with the CIA.
And considering the date that it was started, that's not much of a stretch.
And it's also not much of a stretch when You consider who Henry Regnery's father was.
So this would be the grandfather of the William Regnery who's working closely with Richard Spencer, William Regnery I. William Regnery I started, well, first of all, he was a wealthy textile manufacturer.
He was an elite.
And the Will Regnery that Richard Spencer works with is the direct heir of this fortune.
But the first William Regnery, back in the day, started the America First Committee, the famous committee in American history, against intervention in World War II.
But William Regnery I started it with General Robert E. Wood.
And through Wood, Regnery is connected to the Farish family, since Wood's daughter married William Farish Jr.
I think it was a William.
Married into the Farish family, so clearly the Wood family, the Farish family were very close.
The Regnery family must have been close with the Wood and the Farish family through this connection.
And we already know that the Regnerys were close to the CIA through Henry Regnery starting Regnery Publishing with CIA funds.
But the Farishes, Farish Sr. was president of Standard Oil.
Which means that the Farishes were close to the Rockefellers, of course, and the Rockefellers are, of course, close to the Morgans, and the Rockefellers with the Rothschilds, and those three families and a couple of others basically own all of the major media networks.
And the fact that Regnery is so close with the Woods, who are so close with the Farishes, means that the Rockefellers must have been, they're dealing in the same circles as these people.
And it's also interesting that we find this connection so quickly.
That Richard Spencer is working with the grandson of someone who was working closely with people in the same circle as the Rockefellers.
That's just amazing.
And I'm not accusing Richard Spencer of anything.
Maybe he's not aware of this.
Or maybe the Regnery family, like, went rogue at some point.
But I doubt it.
I doubt it.
I don't know anybody who are billionaires.
I bet you don't know anybody who are billionaires.
I don't think I've ever known anybody who has known a billionaire or has been connected with a top industry man, a financier, or an industry CEO or something.
Nobody I know is like this.
And see, all I want from my leaders, if I'm going to say that Spencer is a leader of a group or that he's putting himself up as a leader of a group, All I want from leaders is transparency.
You know, back in the day, back in the Odyssey and the Iliad days, one of the first things you'd ask somebody is, who are your parents?
It's important to know what lines you come from and what connections you have.
And the fact that Spencer is working so closely with this Regnery, whose grandfather is so closely tied with the Farishes.
Oh, and this is the other thing that's interesting.
There's a photo floating around the internet of Richard Spencer seemingly hanging out on the lake or whatever with Laura Bush.
It's very curious that he's seemingly so close with Laura Bush that they have this very personal-looking photo together.
But it's not so mysterious when you consider that Richard Spencer is working closely with somebody whose grandfather was close with General Wood and William Farish.
And the Farishes are very close themselves with the Bush family, since Prescott Bush acquired Dresser Industries, this oil parts manufacturing industry, which supplied the parts.
used for drilling operations that the Farishes were involved with.
So these connections are curious to So, what am I saying here?
Is Richard Spencer a spook?
I don't know.
I honestly don't know.
But what I do know is that all of the elites are connected to each other, and all the people in the highest positions are working on the same team.
And also that they like to co-opt all sides of the argument, all sides of the political discourse.
They want to control their opposition as well as the side that is pushing their own narrative.
It would benefit them to have somebody who they could place in the public eye as the leader of this new movement of ethnic consciousness for white people.
It would benefit them to put somebody at the head of that movement to steer it the wrong direction and give it a bad name and do other things.
And I'm not saying that Spencer's doing that consciously or anything like that, or even that he's doing it at all.
But it's interesting that he's so closely connected to these elites.
And these are the kinds of questions that we really need to be asking, in my opinion.
We should know who their family is, who they're connected to, what their family history is, what their own personal history was.
Because I don't trust anybody who is in any way connected with industry or financial elites.
Thank you for watching.
I will resist the temptation here to go off into a long tirade about the trend or tendency known as movement modernization, because I'm already running way long, and if I get too much into detail here, I'll start ranting and raving, and this will end up lasting two hours, so I'll give you guys a brief and succinct statement on this phenomenon.
Movement modernization began as near as I can tell about 20 years ago, apparently in Britain.
As an ideological fig leaf to cover for and allow the participation in British nationalist politics of a certain notorious lifelong homosexual named Martin Webster, who had been exposed by the media as playing hide-the-sausage with then-BNP leader Nick Griffith.
I think.
I'm frankly not exactly sure where it originated, but that's the first time I remember hearing of it, as a rationale for excusing buggery in our leadership.
Now, I think the Frank Collin episode of 1980 demonstrates how I feel on that subject.
I sent the little fudge packer to prison for seven years, the only time I have ever cooperated with the police, which I did, frankly, in order to keep the Chicago guys from going off the rails and killing him.
Anyway, to make a long story short, movement modernization is an informal thing, seldom officially and concisely stated.
And so, the actual origins of this idea, and who's advocating and proselytizing for it, has always been kind of hard to establish, until a few years ago, when some of the modernizers came out of the closet.
Literally.
I think we can guess, though, using the old legal principle of Kibono, who benefits?
Basically, the main points of movement modernization are as follows, and regardless of my personal opinion, I think I'm stating them pretty fully and accurately.
First off, to the movement modernizer, Personal character and morality in a white nationalist leader doesn't matter.
Where he sticks his dick doesn't matter.
What his racial ancestry is doesn't matter.
How he handles the group's finances doesn't matter.
And I have to say, Nick Griffin actually seemed more interested in that plank of the modernizer's platform than in the one about shirtlifting.
Not to mention David Duke.
Modernization maintains that basically pretty much nothing about the leader himself matters so long as he quote-unquote does good for the movement.
Of course, what exactly constitutes sufficient quote-unquote good for the movement to get leader boy off the hook for living his life like a hog and a dog is open to a broad spectrum of interpretation.
It's very much a case of whose ox is being gored.
More specifically, in the eyes of the movement modernizers, there are only two real issues in the world today, and they are Muslims, Muslims, Muslims, and immigration, immigration, immigration, both of which are intertwined, especially in Europe.
Now, no one in his right mind can deny that these two issues are indeed crucial to the world crisis, and I would never suggest otherwise.
But the modernizers or civic nationalists take it further.
They specifically assert that there are two things which, quote-unquote, we have outgrown or should outgrow and lay aside in the face of the Muslim and the immigration crisis, and these are Jews and homosexuality.
These are apparently outdated concepts from the 1930s.
They no longer matter.
And they are holding us back in the battle against the Islamic flood since both Jews and faggots are supposedly our quote-unquote natural allies in fighting the ragheads.
Now, we must let Jews and homos in.
Welcome them, in fact.
Even in leadership positions.
Especially in leadership positions.
Oh.
And if we should display quote-unquote extremism against these two lovely cuddly little minorities, Jews and buttfuckers, we will quote-unquote scare away good white people.
Indeed, the fact that we are not holding huge, massive rallies every day across America and Europe is because all the nasty, vile extremists among us who hate poor, persecuted little Jews and gentle, loving Katamites and keep on talking about Hitler and all that bad stuff, we're scaring white people away.
This means that we must not only hide away all our swastikas and Confederate flags and our screwdriver CDs, but we must banish from among us all these weird, scary, extremist types who refuse to get with the program or who are simply two old dogs to learn new tricks.
You know, all these old guys who were raised in the old days and the old ways, who remember what it was like, and who were burdened with all this old-fashioned baggage about morality and decency.
You know, all that outdated crap.
Guys like me.
Well, that's it in a nutshell.
The temptation for me to go off on a ranting rampage right now is overwhelming, but I'll resist it.
As I promised I would.
At this time, I have only one thing to say.
If we're going to abandon basic moral principles and supposedly fight for a brave new world that allows Jews and faggots, what's the point of any of it?
If what we end up with is that kind of so-called white homeland, basically what we've got now, just not so many black and brown faces, then my entire life has been a waste, and so have all of yours.
Okay, Richard Spencer in specific.
Now, some of you will know who he is, others may not, since he's not quite that famous yet.
If you're not on Twitter and you're not familiar with the alt-right, you probably have only the vaguest idea who he is.
He's 38 years old, which is a good age for entering politics.
He's telegenic, the most telegenic and photogenic personality we've had since David Duke in his prime, and that counts for a lot these days.
He is personally articulate, and he can tell the tale well.
I call him Young Cardo because he reminds me a lot of the late maestro himself, and my guess is that's where Spencer's headed.
Barring any actual revolution, he has a long and prosperous future ahead as a career kosher conservative, and he will probably make a lot of money and enjoy himself immensely.
But one of us?
No.
The Apollonian germ description of Spencer's background seems to be pretty much accurate.
I've done some googling myself.
I'm singling out Spencer as a specimen of these new faux leaders selected for us by the media because he is the most prominent and visible, but there are others, way, way, way too many others, and I could get into them, but once more I will resist the temptation.
I will simply point out two examples of Spencer's unsuitability for any position in the white nationalist movement, leadership or otherwise.
Following Donald Trump's election in November, Spencer threw a big knees up in some fancy restaurant in Washington, D.C. One of the invited guests was a Vietnamese celebrity whore named Tila Tequila, who apparently, like some Asians, has a Nazi fetish.
Spencer allowed himself to be photographed at this bash, giving an arm-extended National Socialist salute.
Alongside of him, also giving the salute, was the Vietnamese celeb slut.
Tila Tequila, and two other pale-faced men who were later discovered to be Jews there at Spencer's invitation.
Now, the second thing that sends up a forest of red flags is a statement made by Spencer on the internet some months ago, made almost in passing, that homosexuality is quote-unquote no big deal.
Since then, a number of people have asked Richard Spencer to clarify that statement, including myself.
He has responded by clamming up completely and refusing to address the issue at all, and the internet lets him do that.
None of the establishment media who have interviewed him repeatedly in person and on camera can seem to find the right opportunity to ask Spencer about such things as buggery or she-man in women's bathrooms, which actually is pretty odd considering their usual obsession with such topics.
You know, the no queers and no Jews thing used to be a no-brainer in our little slice of life.
Even if a personality wasn't primarily anti-queer, which I never was, or primarily anti-Jew, which I always was, no queers, no Jews were just a couple of standard bases you touched, and no race mixing, no Jewish, or no sodominic leaders was always just a given.
Nobody ever even claimed that we should have as leaders or public spokesmen Jews or queers or people who live in third world countries so they can quote-unquote sport bang brown pussy.
The mere fact that I have to discuss this at all freaks me out.
And you know, I'm out of time now, so I'm just going to shut up.
Or else I really will lose it and go off on a ranting, raving tirade where I'll say things that might end up being played back to me in a courtroom.
We probably are going to have to talk about this again, I'm sorry to say, because this problem isn't going to go away.
Anyway, 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, Washington, 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.
Okay, one more Australian music clip and then I promise you guys I'll get off this kick for a while anyway.
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