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Sept. 21, 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 woogle, 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, rifle known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle of the marching tune.
Warrior pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
Which applies upon your shore By the rising of the moon Out from many a mud-walled cavern We're watching through the night.
Many a man, the chest was throbbing for the blessed warning light.
The waters passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand blaze were flashing at the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon And a thousand blaze were flashing at the rising of the moon Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's September the 21st, 2017.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Before we begin this week, I need to have a few words in your shell-like ears.
Last Thursday, I turned 64 years of age.
That's 64 years that no federal judge, no United States attorney, and no FBI agent can ever take away from me.
Those years are mine now.
I've lived them, and they can't be stolen from me by America, except I suppose in the sense that America pretty much steals the youth and the lives of everybody, but that's a little metaphysical and we won't go there right now.
Anyway, the point I'm making is that the longer I live, the less the dictatorship's ability to punish me for being different and for speaking out loud that which the beast doesn't want us white boys speaking or even thinking about.
Furthermore, I have no family.
My wives are dead, and my children were taken away from me 30 years ago, and they've been taught to hate me from birth, and so there's no one that the power structure can use against me and threaten in order to make me behave.
In FBI parlance, I have what's known as a short tail.
This puts me in a unique position to perform what may be the last service I perform for the cause I've served all my life.
Like I said, every year that I survive reduces the ability of the beast to punish me, and so I can risk more than some young man in his twenties, or even, God forbid, some young married couple with children.
Now, we have reached a juncture in history where freedom of speech is no longer an abstraction or a mildly desirable aspect of life.
It's a necessity, as urgent as water to a man lost in the desert.
As all of you know, white people's freedom of speech is now under attack by the dictatorship and the dictatorship's allies through everything from being soaked in urine to doxing to deplatforming to murder.
And yet more than ever before, we need it.
Because, to quote from Lewis Carroll, The time has come, the walrus said, to speak of many things.
Of ships and shoes and sealing wax.
Of cabbages and kings.
Of why the sea is boiling hot.
And whether pigs have wings.
So I'm going to speak now.
I'm going to say things that the evil men and women who rule us do not wish me to say.
And I will say things that the evil men and women who rule us do not wish for you to hear.
I'm going to put ideas in your heads.
Ideas that you need to think about.
I'm doing this knowing full well the risk I'm taking because somebody has to do it.
And better me than some younger man who has much more to lose than I. From now on I'm going to include regular segments on Radio Free Northwest dealing with the subject of direct action to bring about change in American society.
Up to and including what I term the non-consensual replacement of the existing government in the Pacific Northwest with a sovereign and independent white homeland.
Yeah.
The time has finally come to talk about that.
I will designate these segments of the show when they are on here as Brandenburg lectures after the landmark Supreme Court ruling which makes them possible.
Brandenburg versus Ohio.
Now let me explain what I mean by that.
In 1969, the United States Supreme Court issued a ruling called Brandenburg v.
Ohio, which stated that public discussion of proactive alternatives to the current electoral system do, in fact, constitute constitutionally protected free speech and are not actionable.
To make a long story short, Brandenburg vs.
Ohio is the reason that William Pierce was able to write and publish the Turner Diaries, and the reason that I have been able to write and publish my Northwest novels without ending up in prison for the crime of upsetting and annoying people with power.
What happened was, back in the 60s sometime, an old-time Klan man, Clarence Brandenburg, got a bit impassioned at a cow pasture rally and made some rather strong and pointed remarks with regard to what needs to be done to federal government officials who plot to destroy the white race and Western civilization and who do harm to white children through race-mixing, school integration, and other forms of genocide.
Something about how such people deserved to die, which of course they do.
Brandenburg did not name anyone or threaten anyone in particular.
He basically just said that those who betray their country and their oaths of office, not to mention every standard of human decency, by taking money from the United States in order to do harm to children, deserve to die.
Which is hardly a sentiment confined to us wicked right-wing extremists.
Some reporters in a local television station were present at the Klan rally.
They recorded and broadcast Brandenburg's speech, and he was subsequently arrested and prosecuted under an Ohio law against something called, quote-unquote, criminal syndicalism, whatever the hell that is, but which, among other things, prohibited the incitement and advocacy of overthrowing the government of the United States by force and violence.
Now, you will notice that I did not say the lawful government of the United States, since nothing that the government has done has been truly lawful or constitutional for a long, long time.
Not since 1861, in fact.
Anyway, the eventual result was the landmark Supreme Court ruling that I just mentioned, Brandenburg v.
Ohio.
Which ruling basically affirmed that theoretical and philosophical discussion are the pros and cons of direct action in order to bring about change in American society, i.e.
shooting the thieving motherfuckers who rule us in the head, wiring bombs to their cars and blowing their scaly asses to pieces, hanging them by their wretched necks and watching them kick and piss and crap in their pants while they die.
That kind of thing.
Anyway, theoretical discussions about all those consumations devoutly to be wished, as Shakespeare put it, is legal and constitutionally protected free speech under the First Amendment.
Of course it is.
How does anyone think the First Amendment and this entire country came into being in the first place?
Before the Minutemen stood against the redcoats at Lexington Green and Concord Bridge in 1775, first there were all those long and boring speeches and pamphlets and committees of correspondence and so forth that American students used to study in history class before real American history was replaced in the curriculum with politically correct horseshit.
It would have been rather difficult for the Supremes to rule otherwise in view of the fact that some of the most famous bits and pieces of real American history, of the kind that used to be learned by schoolchildren beginning in about third grade, were, in fact, speeches and writings by the Founding Fathers before they became Founding Fathers, clearly advocating armed military resistance against the British Crown and violent disobedience against British laws.
Some of which were writings and utterances that led directly to acts of insurrectionary violence such as the Boston Tea Party, attacks on British customs officials, the burning of British revenue cutters, this kind of thing.
Today, we regard the writing and speeches of men like George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, Paul Revere, Thomas Paine, and John Adams as mere windbag blathering in a language that we can no longer understand.
But in their day, those words got men killed and fell into the legal and moral category of what our lords and masters today refer to as terrorism.
If the Founding Fathers were alive today, the Joint Terrorist Task Force would be listening to their podcasts and intercepting their emails.
For example, there's Patrick Henry's famous Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death speech on the floor of the Virginia House of Burgesses.
There's Thomas Paine's Common Sense and the Rights of Man, and there are the writings of men like Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, John Adams, and John Hancock, all of whom openly discussed the desirability and feasibility of warfare with the Crown in order to secure American freedom, and I mean with muskets, not votes in a silly little box.
These speeches and writings led to the formation of the Minutemen, who eventually kicked off the shooting phase of the Revolution.
Indeed, the entire Declaration of Independence would probably be considered hate speech because of its negative racial comments about the Indians, and anyone attempting to post the rights of man to YouTube or Facebook would have their accounts cancelled and deplatformed, which is essentially what happens to us every day.
There are a lot of people in the federal government of the United States today working in various capacities who are afraid that our modern-day versions of free speech, either in my Northwest novels or on the Internet or YouTube or Reddit or 4chan or Facebook, might kick off the shooting phase of a second American Revolution, remove them from power, take away their wealth and their luxury lifestyles, and expose them to punishment for what they've done.
And they're right.
It's possible.
Not likely.
Now, personally, I think if the white man were ever going to actually do anything, we would have done it by now.
But so long as there is genuinely free speech on the internet or anywhere else, in the present confused and chaotic conditions in the world, the risk of actual change is always there.
The tinder is so dry that there is always a chance that the spark will catch.
It's not totally out of the realm of all possibility that what happened in Romania, Egypt, Tunisia and Libya might happen here.
There is always a chance, however far-fetched, that someday some of you might decide to listen to me, or someone like me, by which I do not mean just sit there in front of the computer gawking at the monitor with your ears flapping in the breeze like a dog with his nose out of a car window, but by listen to me I mean that you might actually do the things I tell you have to be done in order to secure the existence of our people and the future for white children.
This means that the bureaucrats and the FBI special agents, the politicians, the legislators, the lobbyists, the media people, the cable news talking heads, the spin doctors and consultants and think tankers and direct mail fundraisers, and the university professors and administrators from the groves of academe, and all the 101 other kinds of people who have grown fat and arrogant off this system.
Sorry, I'm raving.
Where was I?
Anyway, the fact is that while there is a vestige of true free speech remaining in white hands anywhere, these goddamn scum who lord it over us can never really rest completely comfortably at night next to their liposucted wives on their sleep-numbered mattresses in their suburban split levels in Falls Church or McLean or in their townhouses in Georgetown or in their Upper East Side Manhattan apartments or out in the Hamptons.
These sons of bitches in the $2,000 suits may have six-figure bank accounts and certificates of deposit out the wazoo, but so long as there is freedom of speech that they cannot silence by force, the possibility is always there that this junky little 14-year-old computer of mine sitting here on this table can take away everything they have.
And thanks to Brandenburg vs.
Ohio, I can at least give it a shot until such time, of course, as the FBI and the Joint Terrorism Task Force decides to simply disregard their own laws and start arresting and prosecuting people for their thoughts.
Or until they decide to punt by fabricating an audio tape wherein I'm overheard hiring a hitman to assassinate Barney the Dinosaur or something like that.
So, as you can imagine, our lords and masters are no fans of Brandenburg vs.
Ohio.
They would really like for it to be overturned and disappear.
The regime is constantly pushing the envelope, looking for some workaround to bypass Brandenburg v.
Ohio.
In fact, a while back, the FBI arrested a young Muslim man for uploading a video to YouTube, which they claimed showed violent acts in support of some so-called terrorist group in Bumfuckistan that nobody's ever heard of.
Their evidence consists of an allegation.
Possibly provable and possibly not, that the kid who uploaded the video to YouTube actually met and spoke with the Muslim group leader's son for a few minutes a few years ago.
But you see the problem.
The FBI and the Joint Terrorism Task Force want to silence this young man's speech, just like they want to silence mine, so that they can get a little gold star on their fart from Washington and maybe a promotion to D.C. or New York or Houston where they can live in some of the few remaining ritzy suburbs and be among the last people to get a slice of the American dream.
But, so long as there is Brandenburg vs.
Ohio, they are hampered by this constant necessity to come up with some kind of evidence that the person they're targeting for victimization actually did something.
Anyway, I've decided that I'm tired of circumlocutions and beating around the bush and what Lenin referred to as aesopian language, the language of fable.
Brandenburg vs.
Ohio may not be around much longer.
Like I've said, I'm sure the Justice Department is doing everything they can to get the ruling overturned, or at least get it in practice.
As when they busted the Muslim kid for uploading the YouTube video, or when they arrested that poor kid off NewSaxon.org for writing the poem that Obama didn't like, so forth and so on.
Now, in view of all this Hannah Hannah that's going on after Charlottesville, the vibes I'm getting are such that I figure I better make use of Brandenburg vs.
Ohio while it's still technically in force.
So, folks, It's time to drop the second and the most powerful of the two remaining taboos that we have in our white nationalist movement.
Now, the first taboo is, of course, the ban on naming the names of those among us who are posing as leaders, who are incompetent, dishonest, sexually perverted, active enemy agents, dumb as a bag of hammers, or some combination of all of the above.
Now, we can talk vague generalizations about character, but if he so much as whisper one name, all of a sudden, Wicked Harold is undermining white unity and fighting a feud.
Now, we can't have that now, can we?
But, kidding aside, people, it really is time for the second taboo to go.
We have to break and overturn the taboo that we have imposed on ourselves for the past 70 years.
The taboo against talking about the one thing that will, in fact, bring about genuine change in American society.
A bunch of fellas hired them one time who were outlawed by the British and they went out into the hills.
They were called rapparees.
And they did great work.
They used to take money off the rich fellas and they'd give it to poor fellas like us.
It was called the outlawed rapparee.
My spurs are rusted, my coat is rent, my plume is damp with rain.
And the basil down and the barley beers are ticked on my horse's mane.
But my rifle's as bright as my sweetheart's eyes, my arm is strong and free.
But get a fight for your king or lost, I'm an outlawed raparie.
Lift your glasses, friends, with might, and give your hand to me.
I'm England's foe, I'm Ireland's friend, I'm an outlawed raparie.
The mountain cavern is my home, I open the crystal air.
And my bed of lines so high and rich, and the brownies smelling fair.
The George or William only sent his droves to burn our loaves.
We'll make them up on equal ground, and we'll fight them for twofold.
Lift your glasses, friends, with might, and give your hand to me.
Unfed from lout, our father's home, pursued by steel and shot.
A bloody warfare, we must wait for the gibbons be our lot.
Hurrah, this war is welcome, one, the hunted.
He steps on to his country's love for the corpses of his foes.
Lifted your glasses, friends with mine, and gave your hand to me.
I'm England's boy, my land's friend, I'm an old law robbery.
Thank you.
Now, for the benefit of the FBI and the Joint Terrorism Task Force people who are cupping their hands around their ears and leaning down to their computers waiting for me to say something that they can use to kick in my door, I'll save you some time.
I am not going to threaten anybody specifically.
This is not to keep my ass covered or because I have any respect for the laws of the uncouth third world thugs who sign your paychecks.
Or, I suppose I should say give you your direct deposit clips.
I won't be threatening anybody because it wouldn't do any good.
Look, I'm not under any illusion that I have some kind of secret army of winged monkeys out there ready and waiting to go do my violent bidding.
Would it were so?
But it's not.
I'm going to do what I can do as one man with the tools I've been given to work with to resist what this regime and this society is doing to the world.
History and our very racial survival demands that the penultimate taboo on discussion of direct action has to end, and not just in my novels.
Brandenburg vs.
Ohio gives me a legal fig leaf to speak the truth about what I really think and believe.
For a while, anyway, until the regime can find some way around it or simply decides to ignore it.
This is America.
I shouldn't need a legal fig leaf.
I should not require the approval of nine old swine in black robes sitting on a bench in Washington, D.C., drawing way too much taxpayers' money and salary to exercise a right that is guaranteed to me by the United States Constitution.
But this isn't really America anymore, is it?
Despite the election of President Trump, this is still Barack Hussein Obama's America.
Despite Trump's best efforts, it will be for a long time, and the law of the founding fathers has become the law of the jungle.
A lot of people, I'm sure, are wondering out there whether I've lost my mind.
No, not my mind, just my patience.
At long last, And maybe 40 years too late, I've finally lost patience with being constantly forced to lie to you people by omission.
A simple fact is that for donkey's years, anybody in the movement with two brain cells to rub together has understood that nothing that we have been doing will ever accomplish a single damned thing by way of actual change.
It's a simple and demonstrable historical fact that the only time the tide of...
what do you call it?
The only time the tide of all this crap has ever been halted, even temporarily, it's been through some episode of forcible resistance.
Now, you can watch Mississippi Burning all you want, but the fact is that for the next six or eight years, after those three toads and that bubble-lipped munkoid Medgar Evers got whacked, all those damn New York Jews and so-called Freedom Riders stayed the hell out of Mississippi.
Now, that's something that stupid movie never tells you.
Forsyth County, Georgia, Market Park in Chicago, some other places I don't want to go into details, but the only reason those areas stayed white as long as they did was because of certain events that took place after dark.
But defending ourselves and our communities simply isn't enough anymore.
The filth still spews off the television, the jobs are still outsourced to India, there's still nobody to vote for on election day except a choice between corrupt Democrats and inept Republicans, Donald Trump notwithstanding.
And basically, of course, it turned out in Trump's case there wasn't anybody to vote for either.
Anyway, the men who remember enough of the old ways to do what has to be done are now dead, or like me, they're in their 60s and 70s.
The order might have done some good eventually, but they weren't allowed enough time to do it in, largely because of mistakes they made, which were avoidable, and which might have been avoided had we not all been so shit-scared to at least...
Be honest and open among ourselves about what was needed.
Now it's too late for the defense of the old.
Somehow we have to bring the new into being.
The balloon may or may not go up, as we say, but I can tell you this.
The long, slow collapse is now beginning and under trumpets accelerating.
This time, the system will not recover.
There may be or may not be a cataclysmic event of some kind, a big definable crash where historians of future millennia may be able to say, well, this was it, this was the year, and this was the date when America went down, or maybe not.
If I had to guess, I'd say it's going to be the slow...
Death of an old, old man who has spent his entire lifetime abusing his body and wasting his time and resources, and at long last, the bill comes due, as every day something else goes wrong, and every year life on this continent gets just a little bit worse.
Eventually, the old man that is the United States dies in his chair in front of the TV, and by the time he's found, the rats or his own cat or dog has eaten his body.
Now, most likely, that's how the United States of America is going to die.
Nobody will even realize it's dead for a long time after the machine finally shuts down for good.
Kind of like a lot of us old white boys.
Now, don't get me wrong.
However it happens, this will be a good thing.
It's time, more than time, for the United States of America to vanish from history, but I really would like to try and save something from the ruins and manage the death of America as best we can.
A controlled descent, so to speak, in which the white race and some of what we've created survives the next few centuries, which are going to be pretty hellish for the whole world.
Now, in order for that to happen, the present power structure must fall one way or the other, and we white men are going to have to make up our minds to be part of that process, or else just hapless victims who get buried under the rubble.
The very first thing we have to do in order to save ourselves and save something of our world has to be what they call in Alcoholics Anonymous a fearless and searching moral inventory of ourselves.
And that means that we stop lying to ourselves and to other men of our race as to what it's going to take to make sure that something survives.
With massive economic disruption and two lost wars in the past decade and the incredible damage of eight years of Democrat rule under a Kenyan nigger in the White House, we no longer have the luxury of pretending that none of this is happening.
I've always wondered just what would happen if ever I could get an audience, even a small one like this, And instead of the usual waffle about the Jewish world conspiracy and sending endless clippings around describing black and brown atrocities against white people, what would happen if I were to stand up and say exactly what's on my mind?
No more waffling.
No more evasion.
No more code words.
No more bullshit.
American society has developed an almost intolerable aversion to truth.
In Obama's America, Truth is toxic.
I have no idea how long I'll last before they find some excuse.
Any excuse to shut me up.
But it's time I finally did my duty, all of it, so I guess I'm about to find out.
Getting back to that 1969 Supreme Court ruling in the case of Brandenburg v.
Ohio, that ruling basically states that any discussion of, what do we call it here, non-consensual regime change in Washington, D.C. is in fact constitutionally protected speech under the First Amendment.
Now what do we mean by non-consensual regime change?
Ideally, we refer to dragging the people who rule us out of their carpeted and air-conditioned offices and beating them to death with baseball bats and iron bars, although there are other ways to go about it.
Now, what I mean is change.
Real change in America.
Real change in who runs this country.
Who and how and in whose interests it's run.
It's time, way past time, that we in the white nationalist movement faced up to some things that we've all known in the privacy of our own thoughts for a long time.
We all know perfectly well that there is only one way any permanent change will ever come to pass in America.
But we're too paralyzed with fear even to speak of it out loud, never mind to implement it.
The first step is to break the taboo against speaking of these things.
We've imposed that taboo on ourselves several generations ago when we became so paranoid and afraid of the police and the hidden microphones in the sugar bowl and the funny little man in the corner with the funny little tape recorder beneath his shirt that we knuckled under and shut up.
We allowed the regime to take away from us the very core of our God-given right to think and to speak as we please.
That right to freedom of speech, freedom of thought, and freedom of conscience was for several centuries what made America unique.
Nowhere else in the world did such freedom exist.
Now that it's gone, this is no longer really America anymore.
It's just a big strip mall where most white people can no longer afford to buy anything.
As many of you know, I'm something of a Shakespeare aficionado.
I'd like to play you a quick clip from one of my favorite Shakespearean plays, Henry V. Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it.
Therefore, in fierce tempest is he coming, in thunder and in earthquake, like a Jove.
But if requiring fail, he will compel.
This is the kind of language that we should be addressing to these 535 yay-saying leeches in Congress and that orange-haired buffoon in the White House.
Indeed, we have spent the past two generations trembling in terror, afraid to raise our voices to the evil people who are abusing us and tyrannizing us for fear that the big bad policeman might hurt us.
Nothing will ever go right in this country again until we find what is left of our testosterone and we deal with the people who rule us, not through begging and pleading, but with bloody constraint.
There has been too much of this crap for the past 150 years.
It's time that we brought back an old friend, one who hasn't really been seen in the land since 1877 when the Ku Klux Klan ran the last of the Union occupation troops and the carpetbaggers out of the South.
It is time to reintroduce the gun into American politics, because we are living in a failed society, and nothing else will work.
In my Northwest novels, I speak of non-consensual regime change here in America, and I've gotten a lot of different reactions from readers, but I've always found it fascinating that the one reaction I have never gotten, not once, is from anyone who seriously maintains that direct action isn't necessary.
And that somehow we can use the existing system to bring about change and to ensure the survival of our race and the survival in at least some form of what you and I would recognize as America.
Okay, that's changed maybe a little bit since Trump was elected and since Richard Spencer started doing his tiki-torch thing.
I suppose now maybe there are a few people who are clinging to the idea that somehow we can vote our way back into freedom or whatever, but I don't think so.
I think most people find Spencer's marches to be fascinating entertainment, and some people still have a few kindly words to say in their heart about President Trump, but I honestly don't think that there's any of us now who have drunk the Trump Kool-Aid or the Spencer Kool-Aid to the point where they really believe it's possible.
I really don't think that.
No one believes anymore that that's possible.
Oh, we have naysayers in plenty.
I get people telling me all the time that I'm crazy, that revolution in this country is impossible, that the whole idea of a white nation all to ourselves will never work, and the naysayers tell me at great length and in great detail why it can't be done.
Not one of them ever has told me that it shouldn't be done.
I suspect that even most of those old farts who used to comprise the Tea Party rallies and begged Obama not to take their life's savings and give it all to niggers and Mexicans knew full well at the time and still know in their own hearts that they're not doing a damn bit of good.
They just go through the motions of democracy so that they can salve their consciences and convince themselves that they're not total lame dweebs without...
Taking any personal risk themselves, and then when some liberal Democratic thug or Antifa slaps their mouth shut, they'll sit on the ground, weeping and wringing their hands while the Democrat maggots strip them bare, and they'll whine to each other, well, we did all we could.
No, you didn't.
You did everything except the one thing that might have worked.
Most white Americans in what is left of the middle class know perfectly well that the Soros crowd, the globalists, the Democrats, however you want to designate the enemy, regard them as financial livestock to be milked and sheared and eventually slaughtered.
They occasionally mutter about physical resistance and so-called Second Amendment solutions, sure, and every now and then somebody will do something stupid like the Bundys and swagger a rounded public wearing camouflage and waving their semi-autos in the air until they're shot down or arrested, but it's just talk and everybody knows it, including the regime's secret police.
They did not hesitate to murder Lavoie Finnegan back in January of 2016.
Why?
Because they knew nothing would be done about it.
And that's why you don't see massive FBI and Homeland Security raids against the Tea Party or the alt-right or any of our so-called groups because these agencies know that we're full of shit.
The Tea Party and the alt-right and the Proud Boys and all those gay-hoos are no more capable of direct action than we are.
Just to be clear, moral and physical cowardice is not confined solely to the white nationalist movement itself.
Like every other aspect of our character problem, it's a white thing, affecting the entire Caucasian population of this continent who have been raised by Ronald McDonald and the television set.
This wee little movement of ours isn't very bright on the whole.
Like Colin Jordan said, we have a very big heart and a very small head.
But I will give us this.
Apparently, unlike the Tea Party and the Cucks, none of us are so stupid as to believe that it will ever be possible to vote our way out of this quagmire we're sinking into.
Now, I repeat, in the past 15 years, I have not received one serious response from anyone who has read any of my novels or from anyone who maintains that the present system is salvageable.
I am convinced that even the system's dogs, like the bureaucrats and the politicians and the secret police themselves, Alexis de Tocco wrote, A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government.
It can only exist until the voters discover that they can vote themselves money from the public treasury.
From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising the most benefits, with the result that a democracy always collapses and is always followed by a dictatorship.
The average age of the world's greatest civilizations has been 200 years.
Well, we're past our 200 years now, and we're certainly no longer great, despite Trump's slogan.
It's time for the dictatorship phase, but we need to make sure it's a white dictatorship.
To put things in the simplest terms, democracy has always been a battle between those who pay the taxes and those who eat the taxes.
Guess who's winning?
On top of that, throw in the racial issue and the Jewish question, and the fact that we've just come through eight years of rule by a nigger president who seems to have been nothing more than a sock puppet for George Soros, and the result is that we now have a society which can only be described as hellish.
There are a number of problems with democracy as practiced in the United States, the first one being that any idiot can vote, and many idiots do.
Sometimes they vote more than once, like in Chicago.
Ever since the foundation of this country, American democracy has been distinguished by one factor above all, a pervasive corruption and perversion of the ideals of the Founding Fathers, which has now sunk to what is so far the ultimate low in the form of Barack Hussein Obama and...
In the form of Barack Hussein Obama and his hoe, and Hillary Clinton, and today's Democrat Party, followed very closely by today's Republican Party.
Obama was so appalling that I think sometimes we forget that Jug Ears and his little Jewish neoconservative friends were just as bad, and that Trump is turning out to be just as bad in many respects.
Of course, Trump wasn't really a Republican.
As we're finding out now, anyway, American democracy, as envisioned by the Founding Fathers, was based on the idea of a small electorate comprised of white men, at least somewhat well-educated, who had a personal stake in the effective governance of the country.
Not many people know that in the first draft of the Constitution, there was a property qualification to vote.
This was an early attempt to prevent the establishment of a welfare state and make sure that those who exercise political rights and political power not only have the capability of doing so intelligently, but had some kind of reason to do so intelligently, some kind of stake in the country, and they wouldn't simply loot the public treasury.
The philosopher Lord Acton once wrote, absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Now, he was talking about a king or a dictator, but the same thing can apply to an entire ruling elite.
This is what has happened in the United States.
All constitutional preventative measures broke down a long time ago.
Now, this isn't the time or the place for a long digression on how things got the way they are.
The movement spends entirely too much time on that kind of useless hand-wringing in any case.
But the main thing we have to bear in mind about the current brand of democracy in America is that it is completely non-responsive to anything except money and internal manipulation as part of some intrigue or power play from within the bureaucracy or the power structure itself.
Donald Trump is finding this out now as elements of what we know as the deep state conspire to overthrow him in a coup d 'etat.
I've said this before, but it needs to be repeated until everybody gets it.
The primary purpose of democracy is to prevent change.
Democracy ensures that the same clique of corrupt and wealthy individuals maintain perpetual power.
They do this through the smoke and mirrors of so-called elections that offer no genuine alternative.
Okay, 2016, that didn't quite apply, but 2016 was just weird all around.
It doesn't matter how often you shuffle the cards when the deck remains the same.
This is one reason why Republicans hate Trump just as much as Democrats do.
Love him or hate him, and there is much to hate about him, he is a genuine outsider.
Trump wasn't supposed to happen, and the fact that he did is an indication of just how badly American society is deteriorating and how the system is falling apart.
Walking into a booth and pulling a lever is a meaningless gesture if there's no one to pull the lever for on the ballot.
Genuine alternative candidates from either the left or the right aren't allowed anywhere near the ballot, Trump notwithstanding.
Now you bear in mind that during 2016, Trump was kind of all alone in the outsider category.
The other Democrats and Republicans were pretty much business as usual.
And even if outsiders are allowed to sneak onto the ballot somehow, they are simply ignored by the media, again Trump being the exception.
But then Trump has billions of dollars, and he found that the way to break through the paper curtain is to say what everyone else is thinking, but will never say for fear of political correctness.
I will be very interested to see whether that tactic can be adopted by anyone other than Donald Trump, but we're gonna have to see how this whole thing over the next few years plays out.
For generations, outsider candidates ended up with like 200 votes or something like that because no one was ever allowed to know who they were or what they stood for.
And again, I will be very interested to see if anyone besides Trump who doesn't have billions of dollars at his command can in any way build on what he has created, if you want to call it that, or whether the mainstream media simply clamps down the paper curtain again.
I think that's what all this deplatforming is about.
They are desperate to restore their media monopoly and once again control the ability to set the parameters of acceptable discussion.
Now that's another thing about democracy.
The playing field is never level.
The entire system is designed to keep insiders in and outsiders out.
Elections are like high-stakes poker games in luxury hotel rooms with a $10 million buy-in.
Occasional multi-billionaires like Ross Perot, Donald Trump, and Michael Bloomberg might every now and then purchase a seat at the table, but when they do, the professional card sharps take them for everything they've got.
Again, Trump being the one exception.
That's one of the things that bothers me about Trump.
He seems to be an exception to the rules, but when you look at him closely, he's not.
And in any case, I don't think that the mainstream media will allow another Donald Trump to occur.
I think they kind of learned their lesson in 2016, and if anybody else tries to capitalize on what Trump did and build up a base through saying out loud what white people want to hear, he will simply be silenced.
That's why they're trying to de-platform all of our alternate media.
Once the election is over, then the politicians don't even bother to pander anymore.
Their campaign promises are promptly thrown in the dumpster, and the rich men and women in the expensive suits proceed to do whatever the hell they want for the next few years until election time rolls around again, and then once more we go through the same ridiculous farce.
I won't bother to describe the kind of world that generation after generation of this kind of thing produces.
We're living in it.
We who live on the bottom of the heap in this society, the white people who do all the real work and who battle to keep things going in spite of all the crap, are completely and totally helpless to change anything that affects us.
The government, the courts, the regular police, the secret police, the political system, the economy, the media, none of these work for us.
They are all part of an entire system, the purpose of which is to keep white people down, keep us powerless, keep us voiceless.
When we lose our jobs, those of us who are white and over 40 can forget about ever working again.
And by the way, that goes for women as well as men.
Our votes are useless because there's never anybody to vote for who might actually help us.
And even if there was, elected officials no longer actually have that much power in the society.
Hell, we elected a president, Donald Trump, and he can't get anything done over the opposition of the deep state.
No one listens to normal white people who can't write a six-figure campaign donation check.
Politicians don't listen.
Judges don't listen.
The media ignores us most of the time and when they don't, they mock us and abuse us with Homer and Marge Simpson stereotypes.
Nobody does anything about them.
These people sit there in their plush offices and their congressional gym and their boardrooms and their weekend retreats in the Hamptons and they do horrible, horrible things to the rest of us.
Terrible and tyrannical things that destroy our lives and families, and no one has the courage to make them stop.
This is why the gun has to be reintroduced into American politics, because it is the only way to make them stop doing what they're doing.
For three generations now, white America has cried out to the people who rule us in rage and horror and agony.
Stop it!
Nothing has worked.
We have begged and pleaded.
We have petitioned for redress of grievances.
We have tried to use the justice system only to be chased out of court with curses and mocking laughter by the political gangsters in the black robes.
These people are doing horrible, wicked, evil things.
So why shouldn't we just kill them and make them stop?
Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Look what's happening out of the streets Got a revolution
Hey, I'm dancing down the street Got a revolution Got a revolution Oh, I need a million other people like me Got a revolution One generation got old One generation got sore This generation got no destination to hold Pick up the prize Hey, now it's time for you and me Got a revolution Got a revolution Hey, come on now, we're marching to the sea Got a revolution Who will take from you, we will, who will we?
We are volunteers of America!
Volunteers of America!
Volunteers of America I've got a revolution I've got a revolution This one's popping up the streets Got a
revolution, got a revolution Hey, I'm dancing down the street Got a revolution, got a revolution Hey, I'm dancing on the people I meet Got a revolution We are volunteers of America Oh, yeah, we are volunteers of America We are volunteers of America Volunteers of America Volunteers of America Volunteers of America
We are volunteers of America We are volunteers of America Really, let's think about this.
Why shouldn't we just kill the people who are doing us such terrible harm?
Because they're the law?
Tyrants always are the law.
That's what makes them different from ordinary thugs.
If someone is shot dead, it doesn't really matter whether the man holding the gun and doing the shooting is wearing a badge or not.
The guy on the wrong end of the gun is equally dead.
Indeed, death is about the only true equal institution left in this society, unless, of course, the wealthy Jews and liberals and televangelists really do find a way to take it with them.
It's not our law anymore.
All the law of the United States these days is a whole library full of words saying to the white man, you lose.
The purpose of the law is to keep them rich and powerful and keep us living in wretched misery as 21st century wage slaves.
Those of us who are lucky enough even to have a wage anymore.
Why shouldn't we simply kill them?
Because they have rights?
No, they don't.
When someone makes a deliberate decision to do evil in this world and to make their living by doing harm to others, then they are no longer innocent bystanders.
They have chosen to play the great game of life wherein the possibility always exists that what goes around might someday come around.
In order to obtain the rewards they seek, they choose to risk consequences, and if those consequences are unpleasant, then they should have thought of that before they embraced a life of narcissism and greed and crapulence.
Oh, look, I understand that there are problems and risks involved in killing the people who are doing us harm under the color of law and government.
They are, after all, protected by an army of heavily armed goons who are paid generous salaries to make sure that their lords and masters can enjoy the fruits of their corruption in peace.
But that's a practical problem that can be resolved with a little thought, planning, and a lot of courage.
And frankly, people, if we're going to make that decision, we better make it quick.
Sooner rather than later.
Because these assholes who rule us are making an awful mess.
And we're not going to be able to start cleaning it up.
Until they're gone.
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.
Until then, Sasha Underban.
Freedom.
Sons of Scotland!
I am William Wallace.
William Wallace is seven feet tall.
Yes, I've heard.
He kills men by the hundreds.
And if he were here, he'd consume the English with fireballs from his eyes and bolts of lightning from his arse.
I am William Wallace.
And I see a whole army of my countrymen here in defiance of tyranny.
You've come to fight as free men.
And free men you are.
What will you do without freedom?
Will you fight?
Fight against that?
No!
We will run.
And we will live.
Aye.
Fight and you may die.
Run and you'll live.
At least a while.
And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom!
Baba!
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