July 6, 2017 - Radio Free Nortwest - H.A. Covington
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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Push your vocal, push 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 the north to you and me.
One more door for signal, token whistle, up an arching tune.
Warrior bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
With your eyes upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon Out from many a mud wall Cabin eyes were watching through the night Many a manly chest was rubbing For the blessed warning light The waters passed along the valleys Like the man she's lonely crew And a thousand blades were flashing At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon And a thousand
days were fleshing out, rising on the moon.
Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's July the 6th, 2017.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Right, I'll open up with a word on what we call the Settler 17 program.
Contrary to what one comrade commented a while back, it has not quote-unquote gone tits up.
I am sure that sometimes you guys get the impression that nothing is happening with Northwest migration.
Well, yes, it is.
In fact, migration is one of our small but quiet success stories.
It's happening in a small way.
Right now, we have about six people coming to the homeland for their scouting trips this summer that I know of.
Yeah, I know that doesn't sound like much, and it isn't the Great Ellis Island or California Gold Rush-type experience that the homeland should be having, but look at what the NF has to work with.
Lacking, as we do, a secure and stable work platform and even minimal staff and resources, our own efforts, at best, will be a drop in the bucket.
But there is an increasingly significant level of organic migration here to the Northwest as the country's polarization progresses.
Now I'm talking about white people who have just plain had enough and come to one of the whiter remaining areas of the continent on their own without even knowing that the Northwest Front exists.
I don't just sit around here smoking my pipe and thinking great thoughts, you know.
I spend long, hard hours slaving over a hot computer on all kinds of stuff, including a lot of individual mentoring and trying to keep track of who's coming on their scouting trip, when and where everybody is in their various peregrinations around the homeland, so forth and so on.
In fact, last month we had so many bodies in motion in various parts of the homeland that I actually forgot what month it was and got my guys here confused because I thought one party was arriving on the same day as another, when in the one case they were coming on June the 15th and the other they're not scheduled to arrive until July the 15th.
Anyway, one of the big complaints that the party always gets is, Hurled, you don't provide us with specific detailed help in migrating.
Where is the big, shiny website with all kinds of bells and whistles and little dancing babies and the list of 5,000 links to every website in the Northwest?
Ah, I see.
You want us to micromanage everything and even do your Googling for you.
And yeah, some of you do.
Look, it would be really great if we had such a website, located in a secure and stable workspace with the staff to run a proper Northwest migration agency.
If you receive the party's monthly organizational letters, which I send to those who assist us in some manner other than words, then you know that I have repeatedly explained to you what has to happen before that situation obtains.
Until then, we limp along like we are.
You guys can get this thing going anytime you want to.
I don't know what else to tell you.
But in answer to that question, in point of fact, yes, at one stage I did maintain a list of links on various Northwest and Northwest migration-related subjects.
Eventually it lapsed, for the same reason that most of the things at the NF attempts lapse, because of lack of interest on your part.
People would get the list by email.
They'd click on all the links and go, ooh, and ah, and look at all them pretty pictures in the Northwest homeland, and then they'd go wandering off on the internet looking for anime porn or whatever other form of entertainment they could find.
Probably our worst enemy of all in all this horrible mess, the one factor that keeps us frozen in amber more than anything else, is that five-inch American attention span.
Our people's apparently hardwired inability to focus on anything for longer than 15 minutes.
My experience with the people who've actually had the stones and the strength of will to do the deed for real, to make Northwest migration, is that it's more a final step in a spiritual journey, as kung fu-like as that sounds.
And that once someone has finally gone through that dark night of the soul wherein they come to wrap their minds around the stunning concept that, yes, Harold Covington really is right about all this.
And if we don't take action, we as a race will perish from the face of the earth.
But once that happens in someone's being, they really don't need all that much help from us.
You know, it's not as if Americans aren't familiar with the concept of relocation for personal advantage.
The whole early history of this country was based on that.
From Jamestown to Ellis Island to the westward expansion of the Pioneers to the Okies of the Depression, which may be a little bit more germane to our present situation, Americans relocate all the time for money.
The party's task is to get you people to do the same thing for racial and political reasons that you would do in a heartbeat if there were money involved.
We have to persuade white Americans to do something that involves risk and great personal inconvenience, and to do so solely because it is right.
Now, that ain't easy, but we keep on trying.
Now, before I give you guys an update on the present migration situation, let's have some spaced repetition on the basics.
Every week, I get emails from white people asking me, Hurl, hurl, where should I migrate to in Homeland?
Well, where would you like to migrate to?
What kind of place would you like to live the rest of your life in?
We've got everything here.
Beaches, mountains, high desert, big cities, nice Midland towns, little fishing villages that look something like out of New England, little Mayberry-like communities that are 99.9% white, take your pick.
You can live a kind of Wild West lifestyle in our Wild East, Montana and Idaho and eastern Washington.
I believe they have rodeos as far west as Spokane.
The town of Astoria, Oregon, where I lived for some years, is the closest place to Ireland I've ever found on this continent.
If you want to check out my present part of the homeland, catch a few of the Twilight Vampire movies.
They were filmed up here in the Olympic Peninsula in a little town called Forks, Washington.
If you're retiring, you can pretty much choose wherever you like, although I don't like to give the impression that we're creating a retirement community out here.
Given my own age, that hits a little too close to home.
Now, we do have migrants living here in the homeland who are Generation Xers with families and children, and we have millennials who've come here and gone to school, and every other conceivable variation.
Economics is central.
Unless you are well-retired indeed, you'll have to earn a living, and that's where the rub comes in.
Your economic requirements will most likely dictate your place of residence in the homeland much more than your desires.
If you want to live out the rest of your days in a little picture postcard town like Newport or Astoria, or an all-American heartland type of place in Idaho like Post Falls or Hayden Lake, or one of those convenient larger towns like Centralia or Winlock off I-5, in any of those places you will need a trade.
Yes, it is possible to get unskilled salary and clerical W-2 form type jobs in these smaller towns, but they're few, and understandably, there will be intense competition for those jobs from the locals.
Also understandably, local employers will be much readier to hire local people than outsiders who just kind of appear in town without any convincing explanation of their presence.
Oh, that's another thing.
Thanks to the internet media, the word is, in fact, percolating into the general population up here about the Northwest Imperative, and some of our new arrivals have reported getting funny looks and suspicious questions from certain local elements, probing for their political and racial views.
So that's something else you'll need, some kind of convincing cover story as to why you're coming here.
Okay, I've said this before, but like always, it's a case of spaced repetition, spaced repetition, spaced repetition.
If you need a salaried job doing unskilled or semi-skilled labor because you dicked off in school and didn't learn a trade, you will need to come to one of the big cities or suburb thereof.
Now, that's not quite as bad as it sounds.
Seattle and Portland and Spokane and maybe Boise are the only really big urban areas up here.
Big enough to have urban problems, that is.
And they all have white suburbs, which are almost completely self-contained.
Now, when I was here 20 years ago, I lived in Bellevue, over in Seattle itself, on what they call the east side, and everything I needed, including my job, was in the Bellevue, Redmond, or Kirkland areas, mostly Bellevue itself.
I could have existed for the rest of my life in that one suburb, and never had any need to go into the city, assuming, of course, that things had always remained the same there racially, demographically, and economically, which is not something you can assume these days.
That's how most white people do exist in large American cities.
They don't live in the actual cities themselves.
They live in self-contained suburbs.
We have one guy in his 40s whose mailing address is Chicago, but he tells me he's only actually been into Chicago itself maybe half a dozen times in his life.
There is one piece of advice that I am always giving to young people who ask for it, and a surprising number of young men do.
The most important thing a white boy can have in life is a marketable skill.
Don't dick off in school.
As horrible as high school is, racially and socially and morally, stick it out and get that goddamn diploma.
Now, many years ago, I used to advise young men to go into the military for a few years, like I did, but that's no longer a good idea, in my opinion, in view of the fact that, A, you're going to find yourself in a barracks with niggers, third-world illegals who don't speak English, black and brown gang members, and weird sexual things of odd proclivities who will try to sodomize you in the shower,
and B, You will spend almost all your time deployed in Iraq, in Afghanistan, or elsewhere committing murder for hire and risk coming back minus an arm or a leg.
If you're a young man about to leave high school, unless your folks are filthy rich, I'd advise you to forget about regular college.
Even a bachelor's degree in certain schools and certain fields can leave you with a $50,000 interest-bearing debt that becomes lifelong.
Besides that, to borrow some recent jargon from the SJWs, American universities are not safe spaces for white boys right now.
The number of white males attending major colleges has dropped in recent years due to the various manifestations of affirmative action and political correctness on campus.
Everything from discrimination and admissions to a general climate of left-wing totalitarianism, similar to the old Maoist struggle sessions.
And then, of course, there's the risk of being falsely accused of rape by some drunken SJW chick and having your life ruined forever.
Not to mention the astronomical cost of it all.
Now, many young white men are either avoiding the college campus out of well-founded fear for their well-being, or else they're simply unable to get there due to financial considerations, to which I say good.
White boys need to get back to their roots.
They don't need to be spending their lives behind a desk or in a cubicle farm.
I tell any white kid who asks me what to do with his life.
Go to a community college or technical school, work three outside jobs if you have to, to pay for it without running up a crushing lifetime student loan debt, and learn a trade.
Learn to do something with your hands.
Carpentry, electrician work, plumbing.
Oh God, master plumbers up here in the Northwest practically have a license to print money.
If you're really into computers and IT, as many white boys are, forget programming and software stuff where you'll have to compete with macacas and affirmative action blacks, browns, and women.
Go for hardware, design, manufacture, and repair.
That's a skill that all these affirmative action types have yet to master.
Don't fall for these so-called coding schools that I see advertised that will give you a 12-week course at the cost of a lifetime of student loan debt as bad as most colleges.
Yeah, you might get a job with one of those pieces of paper at what's called a coding hive in Seattle or Silicon Valley, the cyber equivalent of the old sweatshop, where you spend 12-hour shifts in front of your computer and then sleep at night in a tiny bunk upstairs in a dormitory or a collection of pod-type spaces in the same building.
Four to six of you sharing a kitchen and a bathroom.
The company gives you that bunk and a locker and charges you $1,500 a month for it.
Something along those lines.
Yeah, the word hive is by no means off base here.
Now just as an aside, who besides me is old enough to remember when white people actually lived in houses?
Learn to fix things.
That is henceforth the official role of the non-liberal, non-wealthy elitist white male in this society, and soon it will be the only way we can survive economically.
Learn to fix the rich man's toys when they break.
Do that, and you will always work.
Okay, before I rant on, music break to save you from the sound of my droning voice.
I haven't gone baroque on your asses for a while, so this is a chakona.
A Spanish, or in this case a Catalan song, from the 17th century called "A la Bono Vida", meaning "To the Good Life".
That's by the Spanish composer Juan Aranes.
This kind of whirling and sensual dance was common in Renaissance Spain and Italy, and if you listen to it, you can kind of figure out where the Mexicans eventually got their mariachi music from.
Thank you.
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Tonight I'm going to be discussing Friedrich Nietzsche, Herald of a New Era.
This is written by William Baumann.
From an early age, Nietzsche proved an academic and was sent to a classics prep school.
This foundation in the classics would serve Nietzsche for the rest of his life, and of course it would show up in his writings.
When Frederick enrolled in university, he was expected to study to be a Lutheran pastor like his late father, but he was quick We have to switch majors from theology to philology, which is the study of languages and literatures.
Now that's interesting because I would have assumed that Nietzsche would have studied philosophy because I typically think of him as a philosopher, perhaps only because I don't know what else to call him, but apparently he did study languages and literatures.
He ends up becoming a professor at the University of Basel, and he develops this rather intense correspondence with Wagner.
By the late 1870s, Nietzsche had really formalized his break with Wagner, and this would be over the topic of religion.
And it would really come to a head with Nietzsche's treatise, A Human All Too Human, and then Wagner's Parzival.
Now, Nietzsche is someone that really wants to take a hard look at the nature of reality.
He wants to discover how the geopolitical and sociopolitical world is really constructed.
He's concerned about the nature of this reality versus those that will refuse to see the truth, even when it's staring them in the face.
So one of the things that he looks at and really becomes fixated on is this question of Christianity.
Of course, by the late 1800s, we're really coming into modernity, and we're coming into a place where Christianity is more and more difficult to believe and difficult to grab onto.
But Nietzsche's concerns go beyond that, because he has this very, or he develops this very Darwinistic view of the world.
He sees Christianity as favoring weakness and hindering knowledge of the truth.
He wants Europe to really dispense with Christianity before it does inconvertible harm.
Because, as I said, he really sees it as anti-struggle and therefore anti-life.
He also sees the sociological impact of Christianity and the notion of this underclass that resents the fact that it is an underclass and may become, in a way, rather vengeful.
And he's very concerned with these social revolutions, like the French Revolution, for example.
To counter this, he wants to liberate Europe from Christian values, and he talks about how this could bring a midday, and he's just talking about a time when everything is illuminated in sunlight and you can see everything.
He knows that to bring this about, it takes a great deal of will.
In order to show an example of exercising this will, he comes up with this thought experiment having to do with the idea of eternal recurrence.
That's a notion where you will everything that has been to be.
So it's kind of like, so be it, but it's even more than that.
He talks about this character of Zara Strustra that comes to resemble this superior being, at least in an intellectual or spiritual sense, because he essentially sees two sets of values.
He sees the ascending value and the descending value.
So the ascending value is...
Exalting that which is already elevated.
So if you say, long live the king or something, that's an ascending value.
And if you're advancing a peasant revolt, then that's a descending value.
And he wants there to be this new nobility that's going to be fit to rule.
He talks about this And he's preaching to the people, and he's telling...
Give them something that maybe they don't quite understand yet, but they will understand.
So in order to help people understand him, he's going to write a series of books.
I really want to talk about the no-saying books first, the naysaying books.
And the most important of these naysaying books is Beyond Good and Evil.
Now this book is actually mentioned in a very interesting film where you have an antagonist.
Who is Nietzschean, and I've never, I've really seen a Nietzschean in a film, but in this film, he appears.
He talks about Beyond Good and Evil, and then at the end of the story, he goes and joins the South African police, because this is a film that comes out in around 1985, before the fall of the South African regime.
Of course, Nietzsche doesn't only write naysaying books, he also writes yaysaying books.
And chief among these books is also Sprak Zarastustra.
So he takes on the voice of Zarastustra, a Persian prophet who was essentially a monotheist who believes in a dualism between good and evil.
And he imagines that this prophet will correct his mistake.
And declare that the real purpose of the Earth is the Ubermensch, the superior being that's going to come about.
And it's going to come about through both eugenics and also education.
This is really going to be a new project that is going to be all-consuming.
It's going to create, essentially, and it's important to say it's not quite here yet, but it's going to be created.
There's going to be this master race that's going to be created.
And again, it's not yet there.
It's not yet to say, oh, it's fully here.
It's being, but it's also becoming.
It's going to be this project that really the disciples of Zoroastra are going to have to consecrate themselves to.
It's really the greatest of tasks because it's a directed evolution.
This idea indeed seems very simple, and indeed I even ask myself, how am I going to make a presentation out of such a simple idea?
But of course to get there, to get over this bridge, does require a tremendous act of will.
It requires a yes saying, even to that which is unpleasant.
Because, essentially, Nietzsche is talking about how the world is perfect.
Now, what do I mean by perfect?
Do I mean that everything is always perfect, to say that the world is perfect?
No, I don't mean the world is always perfect.
I mean that Nietzsche is telling us to dispense with revolutionary movements.
These revolts of peasants or the slaves or what have you.
Because that would only be a descending value.
And Nietzsche wants us to have only ascending values.
So when you grasp the importance of this, this new dispensation that Nietzsche is talking about, and you fully internalize it, you're going to gravitate towards only the healthiest of interests.
Just naturally, you're going to become, in a sense, a model of what is going to be, at least in an intellectual sense or a spiritual sense, if not a physical sense.
And this new aristocracy is going to come from all over Europe, but practically speaking, probably primarily from Northern Europe and also from Eastern Europe.
Nietzsche sees some urgency in this because he talks about being able to string this bow, and he's worried that if we don't string this bow quickly, what we're going to get instead of this superior being is we're going to get something that Nietzsche calls the last man, which is a very naive being.
In this new world that Nietzsche speaks of, all the old ideas such as disputes of religion, for example, Protestant versus Catholic, or specifically for the Germans, Lutheran versus Catholic, all these things are going to pass away, as will the arbitrary borders of Europe.
This isn't to say that Nietzsche was anti-German.
That's not the case.
Indeed, Nietzsche did serve as a medic in the Franco-Prussian War, even though he's clearly more a scholar than a soldier.
But he does foresee a time when borders don't necessarily matter so much, but eugenics will matter a great deal.
This book, getting back specifically to this book that Bauman writes, I agree with him insofar as it's important to acknowledge the notion of eternal recurrence
as an exercise in the will.
But I think That there are other ways also to exercise the will because really the exercise of the will is stepping over that which is unpleasant and moving beyond it and not so much denying that which is unpleasant but just working with it rather than making a condition for this project.
So a condition for this project is when we become really interested in historical revisionism, for example, and we try to disprove certain historical events that are claimed, whether rightly or wrongly, and we try to put a condition on our loyalty.
To be very frank, a lot of people will say, well, if I do a lot of research and I disprove this idea of the Holocaust, then I'm going to be loyal to this new concept or this new dispensation of Zara Shustra.
And then they say, well, if I don't disprove it, then I won't be.
But that's putting a condition.
We really ought to be doing is exercising our will.
That is to say, when you are loyal without condition, then you have to exercise the will.
And you have to get over these forms about good and evil, in a sense.
You have to go beyond that.
And that's why he entitles one of his books, Beyond Good and Evil.
So I hope you enjoyed this discussion.
I have to say, I find the discussion of Nietzsche...
Very challenging.
Because of the way he presents his ideas, he presents his concepts poetically.
And I think that is wonderfully creative, but I think it makes it hard to almost discuss his ideas in a clear way.
So I hope you enjoyed this discussion.
I honestly find Nietzsche to be extremely valuable.
I would say Svitri Devai and Nietzsche, really they're in a class by themselves, right up there with Bahava Gita and also Mein Kampf.
Because Nietzsche is bold enough to entirely do away with this notion of Christianity.
He's much bolder than Rosenberg is.
So I really...
I appreciate his writings, and what I struggle to do is to really do his writings justice.
So I thank you very much for listening.
Have a good evening and hail victory, comrades.
We're bound to down, eight.
We're going to do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and it's a short time to get there.
I'm westbound just like a band and run.
If you come hard on the pedal, the sun will never mind your brakes.
Let it all hang out cause we gotta run.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from the edge of the homeland.
I'm bouncing up over the top of Homestead Pass, just east of Butte, getting ready to take a load over to Sumner, Washington for Monday delivery.
And the truck, by the time you hear, hey, that's trucking for you.
Anyway, for those of you that are going to be driving across this gorgeous section of the country, it's cool in the morning.
By cool, I mean it was down into the lower 30s, just about freezing as I was across the whole over by Bozeman area and stuff, right around sunrise.
It's up into the 40s right now, a couple hours into Sunday morning.
I'm not seeing any clouds.
If they are, they're off in the distance somewhere.
The hills are green.
The valleys are green.
For those of you that are into fishing, those flat-bottom wide rowboats, so I'm assuming some kind of fish, because I'm not really into fishing, are running.
Because, I mean, I've had literally dozens of them pass me this morning on the interstate.
Exactly where they're going to, I don't know, but it's some river in the area.
A little time over there on the Clark Fork, they'll be either rowing or anchored out there in the stream, and a couple of people with poles out there fishing away.
Those are the recreativity.
There's a lot of it in this area.
The snow is receding.
I saw some fresh elevation hilltops.
I'm not talking the mountains.
I'm talking a few hundred feet above the valley floor.
A hundred feet up there, they had a little snow on them.
It hasn't gone yet.
And I'm not talking old snow either.
I'm talking it was from a recent storm that just came through.
So, given the temperatures that I just gave you and all that, yeah, that's springtime in the Rockies.
So, just be aware of that.
And if you're going to be camping out, I'd suggest bringing your warmer nights beats June to a camping game.
If you're telling it, well, I don't have much to worry about then.
You can throw that one in also.
We got the construction zones out here.
Construct backups or anything like that.
Not like back east where I've got literally miles upon miles of three of us backed up for five miles and stuff here.
Yeah, you might slow down for half a mile and then boom, you're past it.
But the way they roll here, there's not a whole lot of traffic out here in Montana.
So it's one of those, hey, if you're used to the traffic back east, you're going to be lost out here because there is no traffic.
To speak of.
Not like back there on the East Coast.
Yep, yep, nope.
But anyway, alright, well I thought I'd throw that quick little piece in from the road.
So this is the trucker coming at you on a nice, like I said earlier, gorgeous Sunday morning here in Montana at the eastern edge of the homeland.
Alright, safe travels and I hope to see you out here on the road.
Making your scouting trip and your migration soon.
This is the Trucker signing off from I-90 at the top of Homestake Pass.
Elevation about 6,000 feet.
Have a good one.
We're going to do what they say can't do.
But no band it runs.
The End A few weeks ago, I podcast a Dry Ice Washington skit, or bit.
A lot of people had wanted to hear Dry Ice again, and some of you said, yeah, they liked it, but others weren't too pleased with it.
And I can kind of see that.
It was a little bit on the raunchy side.
I believe we should use comedy, at least to some extent, here on this show.
But, of course, you run into the same problem that you always have when using comedy.
Different people think different things are funny.
A lot of people objected to the language in the dry ice number, and yet I've noticed that when I have to podcast certain clips from certain of our younger comrades out there, I end up having to really clean the audio up.
Anyway, we won't get into that.
I'm going to try another little bit of comedy here.
Now, there is a lot of racial comedy being produced on the alt-right, and some of it's pretty funny, but in this case, I'm going to give you a little bit of weird Aryan history here.
This is a song about King George IV.
Not the third who lost the American colonies, but his overweight, drunken, debauched son and heir.
One of those kings that everyone has just forgotten about these days, and deservedly so.
He was decidedly unmemorable.
But for those of you who are interested, here's a little Monty Python-esque ditty about George IV.
How's that for esoteric?
Did you know?
George IV was so overweight, his nickname was the Prince of Wales.
That's a bit unfair, isn't it, eh?
On Wales!
And he really did have to wait nearly 60 years to become king.
I'm George IV, the regent king Which means I was just standing in Acting king because my dad George III had gone barking mad Banana!
Great palaces I did design Buckingham was one of mine Art and fashion I so rated And wise?
That's more complicated Go away!
I only married Queen Caroline when my debts began to climb, cos if I agreed to tie the knot, I said I'd pay off the lot.
But the wedding caused all sorts of strife, cos I already had a wife.
A divorced Catholic?
Dad did sigh, but the mad old goat just wouldn't die.
Still here?
Oop, spoke too soon.
At last I can go solo!
As true king my reign began, though I was now older than your nan, and as the ruler of our nation I banned my wife from my coronation, and knowing now...
Just three weeks later, but all those pies that I got through meant ten years later I died too!
Hello?
Have we met?
I'm a kangaroo!
Actresses!
Duchess is the great loves of my life.
I love more girls and I ate pies, but I couldn't stand my wife.
I had just ten years on the throne.
Do you remember that?
No, all that you remember is...
you you I was really fat Okay, back to me micromanaging your migration for you.
First off, as those of you on the Northwest Revolution list will be aware, we now have a small number of Northwest comrades who have actually stepped forward and listed a publicly publishable email address, so that those of you who are interested in migrating to their particular localities in the homeland can contact them directly and actually talk to someone who lives there, not just me sitting here chained to my computer in Puget.
Yes, I know, we're dropping the ball here, but again, I don't know what to tell you.
We have hardly any human or material resources to work with.
And above all, we do not have a secure and stable work platform to act as a foundation upon which to build an actual organization.
If somehow I could be given one two-hundredth, that's.5% of the human and material resources that Hillary Clinton pissed up against a wall during her election campaign, we would have our Northwest Republic in a few years.
I've often wondered if God or the gods or cosmic destiny has indeed placed some kind of curse on money to make sure that only evil people ever get any.
There must be some cosmic or karmic reason why only bad, bad people ever seem to have any money.
Well, that's religion, and we don't get into that.
And yeah, I guess by now we've all pretty much figured out that's what's going to have to happen, right?
Somehow or other, white people are going to have to overcome their terror of one another as well as our other 101 terrors that keep us hiding under the bed, and we have to begin building an actual disciplined revolutionary party out here in the real world, composed of actual human beings and not electronic devices.
That will be almost impossible to do, absent a secure and stable work platform, but that's a whole other tirade for a future time, and I won't get into that now.
Right, back to migration.
No, wait, sorry.
One more digression, although it is kind of migration-related.
Guys, you do understand, don't you, that the Pacific Northwest is not a great white paradise?
Yet.
That the object of your coming here is to spend the rest of your lives making it a great white paradise?
But that we're not there yet?
Now, you do understand, don't you, that right now the Northwest does, in fact, have most of the racial and demographic problems that the rest of the empire has.
You get that when you come here, especially to the big, sprawling megalopoli of Seattle and Portman.
You do that, you're going to see niggas and beaners and every conceivable shade of hoppa and gook that the Pacific Rim can produce.
You do understand that not too many miles north of here is Vancouver, Canada, the largest Chinese enclave in the Western Hemisphere.
You do understand, don't you, that the potential for a homeland here in the Pacific Northwest does not involve what is now, but what can be once we as a people get our act together.
In other words, you do get that you're not coming here to hide.
You are coming here to build and eventually to confront.
You do get that you are not running away from anything.
You are running to something.
And that something is years of struggle, work, danger, and eventually almost certainly a shooting war with real live dead bodies.
Okay, and maybe some of this is down to me.
I speak a lot on here in terms of the immediate personal benefits to you of Northwest Migration, and those immediate personal benefits are, in fact, quite tangible.
Always, always depending on your personal situation, your family situation, your assets and financial situation, your job skill set, and above all, your personal work and life ethic.
In other words, character.
People, this is all about your character and always has been.
Now folks, I won't lie to you.
First, the good news.
Some of you will do quite well here.
Some of you already are.
A genuine pioneer.
A guy who has a marketable skill to bring to the Northwest.
A man accustomed to pulling his own weight and paying his own freight who knows how to work hard.
A man who has worked hard and acquired some assets he can transfer to the homeland.
A man who understands that the world does not owe him a living.
A man who is coming here with a functioning motor vehicle and some cash in his kick.
Guys like that can, indeed, find at least a brief taste of what the white paradise we all seek would be like until the time comes when the whole ball of wax everywhere goes up in flames.
Whenever that may be.
Now, it may be tomorrow morning, and it may be 10 or 20 years from now, although probably closer to 10 than 20, depending on how the Trump situation plays out and whether that degenerates into an active window of opportunity.
Yes, the Pacific Northwest is one of the few places remaining on Earth where some semblance of the old life is still possible, and it may well be the last part of the United States where anything that still resembles the old America we would recognize exists.
This is because outside the Northwest cities, the countryside is still massively white.
Certain self-contained suburbs of the big cities are still massively white as well and are still livable, although when the shit starts to roll downhill, the closer you are to the center of Portland or Seattle and maybe Spokane and Boise, the more danger you and your family will be in.
Yeah, it has not escaped my notice just where I'm sitting myself.
Now, to be honest, if we had been able to get this ball rolling properly all those years ago with a sum of startup working capital, I would have set up our general headquarters in one of the mid-sized towns and not here in Puget.
But that's spilled milk now.
A completely different situation obtained then, which was part and parcel of that larger situation that a federal judge still doesn't want me discussing.
Now, back on topic.
If you plan your migration with skill, If you choose your area of settlement wisely, if you bring something here with you besides the t-shirt on your back and you're able to settle in a mid-sized urban area or better yet a small northwest town, my guess is that you might have maybe even a couple of decades of the old life left before whatever is going to happen happens and everything changes forever, for better or for worse.
I'm asking you to come here to make sure that that change when it comes is for the better.
Now, we do have migrants like that.
We have migrant families who have come here, settled into some community, often a long way from the city, and produced white children here in the homeland.
Every so often, they drop me a line or an email to say hi.
That's all.
And that's fine.
They've done what I asked.
They're living their lives here, where they're supposed to be.
When the shit finally does hit the fan, they and their children will be ready.
Then there are what we call the t-shirt youth.
Almost entirely male, but these days a few girls as well, believe it or not.
They are the adolescents from 16 to 60 who are kind of the flotsam and jetsam of the white world.
They are the second sons and the working-class heroes who used to till the ancestral soil and feed and clothe the world.
The yeoman farmers who manned the Roman legions or sailed out in the longships.
The restless young men are people used to send out to the colonies or the frontiers to settle new lands.
Obama's America has no use for them, and the Jews are afraid of them, because they remember what young white men are capable of, which is why the entire Western ruling elite has devoted the past century to rewiring their brains and turning them into beavis and butthead.
Peter Griffin and Homer Simpson.
We have largely lost at least two generations, and I'm not sure there's even going to be another one.
These are young men in their teens and twenties, and by now in their thirties and forties, God help us all, the white boys that politically correct America strangled at birth and then threw away.
These are the footloose and rootless young white men who dicked off in school because there was so clearly nothing for them in this land, no future with any meaning.
Often they dicked off in school because the niggers and foreigners simply made learning impossible, and so they never learned a trade.
They just kind of drifted.
Insofar as these young men thought at all between tokes and swigs of beer, they kind of assumed that somewhere along the line there was an air-conditioned cubicle waiting for them somewhere out there when they got out of college and where they could make a living during the day by tapping on some corporate computer keyboard and then go home and play video games all night.
You know, the endless adolescence, which in its way is one of the most seductive promises of Obama's America.
It's kind of like Peter Pan.
White boys in this country, if they play by the rules and they're good liberals and good feminists, etc., etc., they never have to grow up.
Anyway, some of these guys made it to college, some didn't, because when the time came, the cupboard was bare thanks to decades of Democrat incompetence and neocon Republican wars that gobbled up this country's vast resources and pissed them up against the wall.
So these young men ended up living in Mom's basement for some years while they played with their computers all day and delivered pizzas at night.
And yes, that happened often enough, so there's some truth to the stereotype.
The stat counter we use gives me some idea as to how many people listen to Radio Free Northwest every week.
Now, I admit that the numbers have dropped somewhat in the past couple of years since everybody and his dog got a podcast.
And now, for the...
Racist comparison shopper.
There's every type of racial entertainment under the sun out there to choose for.
Cartoons, podcasts, videos, memes, Twitter, you name it.
But we still have many thousands of listeners per week.
Now, how many of those RFN listeners are for real?
I wouldn't care to speculate.
But of those who are, and who are not, various useless cliques like SPLC spies or media or general lunatics.
I'd still say, we've got about 3,000 or so on RFN, and if you include all of our other internet outlets, which we've developed in the past few years, I'd estimate that I probably have an audience of between 5,000 and 6,000 potentially worthwhile people.
Of those, my guess, frankly, is that the majority of them probably fall into the class, more or less, of t-shirt youth, or let us say, the dispossessed white male.
For the t-shirt youth, Northwest migration is harder than it is for the old pioneer guy who still has the old values of thrift and hard work and who, above all, has somehow maintained the ability to focus on something for longer than 15 minutes.
However, that doesn't mean that we don't want the t-shirt kids of all ages.
Indeed, we need them, and they need us.
The Northwest Imperative may be the only chance that some of you guys have to turn your lives around.
The Northwest may be the only chance that some of you have to avoid dying on the floor of mom's basement years or decades from now with a cerebral hemorrhage with a mouse or an iPhone clutched in your withered 72-year-old hand.
Still logged on to Twitter.
Some of you seem to realize this.
I have had dead serious inquiries more than once from guys asking about local homeless shelters.
On two and a half occasions since I've been here in Puget, I've had guys show up on my doorstep expecting me to take them in, which I couldn't do or allow any of our local people to do with total strangers, one of whom, to my knowledge, ended up sleeping in the bushes outside the local Walmart before he got into a shelter.
People don't do that.
It's stupid.
I don't know what else to tell you.
I'm not sure how my five Northwest novels translate into an invitation to strangers to come here under the impression that they're going to sleep on my non-existent couch, but that seems to be the case.
So, maybe we should talk about Northwest migration for t-shirt youth of all ages from 16 to 60. First off, I'm assuming that you have at least some access to the internet, if only through the public library.
You will need to do extensive research on your own.
We do not have a properly organized party yet, and we can't do your Googling for you.
Secondly, you need to clear your decks.
Any legal trouble or problem situations you have where you are needs to be resolved.
Do not leave anything behind in your old country that will chase you to the new.
This isn't Texas in the 1820s where men like Sam Houston and Jim Bowie and Davy Crockett fled to escape their creditors and ex-wives' attorneys.
Remember, the Northwest is still part of the United States.
However much we may hope to change that, and the American law and American bullshit can reach you here just as easily as it can in Jacksonville or Austin or Milwaukee or Los Angeles.
Don't bring that kind of baggage with you to your new home.
Take care of it, one way or the other, before you leave.
You know, that expression is from an old American Express commercial about 30 years ago.
Does anybody still get it?
Anyway, fourth, do not even think of coming here without a functioning motor vehicle, sufficiently modern and well-maintained so as to provide serious transportation.
Not some 20-year-old beater or pickup truck with bald tires that burns oil by the court, and needs $1,000 worth of work on it the minute you roll down your first northwest street.
Most northwest jobs will require a commute of about, say, 40 miles a day, again dependent on a lot of variables.
And true, there are a lot of walkable places serviced by public transportation, but the home-to-work dynamic is the most important, and realistically, in most cases and places, you're going to do some daily driving there.
I can send you our list of local contacts, but please remember that you're pretty much on your own here.
You are expected to exert the necessary effort of will to recover some of the spirit of your ancestors, at least enough to handle a westward migration over interstate highways with soft motel beds to sleep in at night.
Someday, there will be a Northwest agency to bring white migrants to the Northwest like the Jewish agency brings Jews to Israel.
That time is not yet.
I used to tell people that the minimum requirement for successful migration for a single man was $2,000 in cash in a functioning motor vehicle, but that was 15 years ago when I came.
I'm now a little more cautious.
Things are a bit more up in the air than they were back in the days of George W. Bush when I first came home.
I would say that you really need about five grand.
Which most people with a minimal level of skills and the ability to hold down a shit job can raise within a year or so, assuming that they're able to focus and they have the self-discipline to practice some very strict and disciplined saving.
You really do need to give up the 12-pack and the cable TV and the endless recreation.
Get a library card, stay home at night, and read books.
That's what I used to do before the internet.
A lot of that money will go to deposits on housing and possibly utilities, depending on where in the Northwest you settle.
Maybe not so much if you're bringing a good credit rating with you from wherever you're coming from, and most people get by without a landline phone these days, of course.
Now, it is possible to get an apartment or home long-range without ever setting foot here.
I know that because we have a recent arrival here in Bremerton who did it.
What I would recommend would be to locate a good long-term motel with reasonable rates by the week or the month so that you have some place to lay your head the first night you roll in.
Because in most cases, there won't be any guest rooms in supporters' homes waiting for you.
That's just the way it is.
Until we decide to make things different.
I hope things will be different one day and that the party will be able to assess someone where they are.
And if we like the cut of their jib, the Northwest Agency will handle the whole move for you.
That's the way it should be.
Please come home and help me make things the way they should be.
Once you're settled in your motel in the homeland, you have a local address, which you can parlay into a real address at a UPS store or something of the kind, and then you've got your boots on the ground and you can get started looking for a job, looking for a place to live, and so forth and so on.
You can be doing it here.
You will finally be here.
And so much more can be accomplished once you finally do the deed and get your pale pasty ass where the hell you're supposed to be.
This is the point where your new life begins.
I'm starting to run long here, so let me just wind this up with a quick comment on jobs for t-shirt youth.
If you dicked off in school and all you can do is flip burgers, never learned a trade or a marketable skill because you thought you had a cubicle waiting, and if you want to come to Seattle or some other place in the Northwest that has one of these stupid $15 per hour minimum wage laws, you might want to take a very careful look before you leave.
Now, in practice, these laws aren't anything like they're cracked up to be.
Mostly, they're just left-wing propaganda stunts to try and buy votes for the Democrats.
They're not really very practical.
For one thing, here in Seattle, most companies pay more than $15 an hour to begin with.
What they're doing in Seattle is prompting the fast food restaurants and the few other low-paying businesses remaining here to either pack up and leave the city proper for the suburbs, or else to bring in robots.
Now, it's not an overnight transition thing, but I very seriously doubt that any of the very few people who did get a brief wage increase off those laws will be employed too much longer.
But our time is up for this week's edition of Radio Free Northwest.
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This is Harold Covington, and I'll see you next week.