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Feb. 15, 2018 - 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 well known 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 walled cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a manly chest was throbbing for the blessed warming 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 blaze were fleshing out, rising all the moon It's February the 15th, 2018.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
You know, usually I start the show off with minor stuff.
Emails to Harold, inside baseball and housekeeping.
News commentary on events of the day, that kind of stuff, and then we lead into the different contributors, and then at the end I kind of have my big long monologue.
I'm going to kind of reverse that today.
I'm going to start off the show this week doing something that I normally don't do.
I'm going to sit down and formally read one of my articles.
This is called Dreaming the Iron Dream.
A piece I wrote in the year 1999, almost 19 years ago.
I am told by those who are herald aficionados that it's supposed to be the best non-fiction short piece I ever wrote, although there are some who dispute that.
There are some who say that the best I ever wrote was something called The Song, Not The Singer, but this week I'm just going to lay this little HAC classic on you.
Comrades and Brothers As the last summer of this most terrible of centuries begins, I find myself thinking of a day in early summer twenty-eight years ago.
On that day, having completed my last final exam and thus my last day at Chapel Hill High School, I walked up to my car in the parking lot on a hill beside the school.
I stopped at the summit of that hill and turned, looking back at the buildings, remembering all that had occurred there over the past three years.
In that moment I made a silent vow to myself that I would devote my life to ensuring that someday no white boy or girl would ever again have to go through what I had to go through in that place.
To my frequent amazement, this vow of mine I have kept through almost three decades of chaos and madness.
The century draws to a close, and it is not inappropriate, I think, for us as a group to pause for the few remaining months of it and assess where we have all been and what we've done.
Many years ago, an author named Norman Spinrad wrote a book called The Iron Dream.
The book was not a very memorable one, a kind of literary joke purporting to be what Adolf Hitler would have written had he immigrated to the United States after the Beer Hall putsch and become a science fiction writer in New York.
Yet the phrase has stuck in my mind.
I think it is a very good one, very descriptive of the kind of vision that National Socialism has for Aryan mankind.
National Socialism itself might be said to be an Iron Dream.
A vision of a world and a human identity that endures like the hard metal instead of decaying like mere flabby flesh, and where the soul of man is hard and strong instead of weak and vacillating.
The Iron Dream is the hidden instinctive soul of our mighty race.
It lurks beneath the surface of the mind and the desire of every white man and woman ever born, for it is the gift of the god or gods who forged our people from the ice and snow and granite of the vast forested expanse of our ancient homeland.
All my life I have dreamed the Iron Dream.
I don't know why.
Some are simply born out of step with their time, I suppose.
Even as a child I understood that things around me weren't right somehow, that this was not the way life was supposed to be.
Always I've been haunted, obsessed by a vision of a world very different from the one in which I grew up.
An all-white world with very different standards and priorities.
A world of strength and valor and glory, full of the qualities and virtues and experiences which have been so deliberately bred out of us by Judaic materialism.
When I was young, I had an idealized view of the past, all white faces of course, but I had no idea of what this brave new world should be like in the future, until I discovered and understood the true meaning of Adolf Hitler, the Third Reich, and National Socialism.
I have served the Iron Dream since that time, because for me, there was no other conceivable path.
Every opportunity which presented itself for me to conform, and there were many, I rejected out of hand.
It would not have been hard.
Like the ancient Roman Emperor Domitian, all the power structure asked was that occasionally I burn a small pinch of incense on the altars of the false gods of Judaism and materialism.
But not once in my life have I ever burned that small pinch of incense which would have been my ticket into the wonderful world of money and consumer goods.
That symbolic gesture of submission, which would have meant, among other things, that I would have a medical insurance policy when I reached middle age.
At age 17, I recognized a racial, moral imperative which demanded my full attention and dedication, and I have submitted to it without question ever since.
Not the usual 20th century life story, to be sure, or at least not very common since 1945.
Making my peace with the system...
A phrase I have actually heard used in the past few years by some people who were once active in the resistance is something which simply never occurred to me.
I talk about holy Aryan poverty and possibly some of you think I'm making a virtue of a necessity.
I'm not.
If I had it all to do over again, I'd change some things, sure, but I would take essentially the same path I've taken.
I've never looked back.
I've spent a large portion of my life making demands on you people, collective generic you, those of us who are racially conscious and who know the truth.
I'm forever asking you to do things that you do not wish to do.
In essence, I have demanded, and continue to demand, that you come up to my standards.
I've done so not in my name, but in the name of the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler, and in the name of generations of white children yet unborn, both of whom have the right to demand that sacrifice and that action from you.
I have done and said things that have made you feel extremely uncomfortable.
I have spoken aloud of things you feel are better left discreetly unspoken.
I have pointed the finger and named names, saying, Thou art the man.
I will continue to do and say these things, because it is my duty to do so, because these things must be done and said, and no one else will.
Fraud is the curse of our movement more than anything else, the cause of fifty years of failure.
Let me tell you how to spot a movement fraud in one easy lesson.
A movement fraud demands only two things of you, your money and your applause.
He never asks you to take any risk.
Indeed, he would prefer that you did not, because if you lose your job you can't contribute money to him, now can you?
He never asks you to undertake any inconvenience.
He never asks you to sacrifice or to endure persecution and pressure and loss and danger for the Aryan race.
He convinces you that he will do all these things for you.
That the great result can be achieved without you yourself assuming any part of the burden which history has placed on our generations of Aryan men and women.
In this the movement Snake Oil Salesman lies.
Nothing worth having is ever obtained without a struggle and without cost.
And everything worth having is always the result of duty accepted and fulfilled.
The Iron Dream can be made reality.
Indeed, time and again, down through the centuries, our people have made it a reality.
But it requires blood and sweat and gold and tears, prison and death and long years of toil and grinding poverty.
Anyone who does not tell you this is lying.
Above all things, National Socialism means duty.
Duty to oneself, to be true to one's racial destiny.
In this soft and supine era, most white men run away from duty, will do anything to avoid it, for it is difficult and demanding and interferes with their television.
Yet throughout past ages, real men have always embraced duty, sought it out, made it the touchstone of their lives.
Man without duty is simply a pig wallowing in the trough, another form of animal life.
Man without a higher duty to spiritual principle is a Jew.
To be a National Socialist, to dream the Iron Dream, is to become a servant of history, to take upon oneself the burden of deciding in what form human destiny will be shaped.
To be a national socialist means taking on not only responsibility but moral authority, the right to determine the fate of others, and that is a terrible duty to assume, one which frightens and horrifies most modern men.
To be a national socialist entails the courage to determine that this society is sick beyond saving, and that mercy itself requires its swift extinction.
To be a national socialist requires cultivating the character, The intelligence and the moral strength to recognize the true issues at stake for our race and our civilization in the face of overwhelming public distortion and pressure to conform, and to accept the persecution and the hatred that comes with nonconformity.
One of the first things that struck me at Chapel Hill High when I began to observe racial reality at first hand was how afraid the white students and teachers were of everything.
They were afraid of the niggers physically, but more than that, they were afraid of becoming involved.
Of making moral decisions based on what was right as opposed to what was expedient.
Afraid of taking a stand in the face of the liberal power structure against the blacks' violence and drugs and their destruction of the learning environment.
For the first time, I ran into a phenomenon I was to encounter again and again in my adult life.
Everyone around me knew perfectly well that I was right about the blacks.
But no one dared to stand at my side and battle with me against institutional wrongdoing.
White fear has always filled me with shame, for more than anything else, cowardice disgraces our heritage and degrades our folk.
I've striven to show other white people, by the example of my own life, that they can rise above it.
I've often thought that one reason I have been unable to get any help is not because no one understands what's required.
But because most people do, in fact, understand these things, and aside from all other considerations, they're terrified by the responsibility of taking upon themselves the burden of history.
The human reality is that most people simply do not have what it takes to be a revolutionary, and that is true in every era.
But the fact that most people aren't up to the task doesn't mean that the task need not be done.
Racial survival is something that we cannot take a pass on.
The racial extinction of the white man is not an option.
Someone has to step forward, and I have always accepted the fact that for whatever strange karmic reason, I have drawn that short straw in this life.
Sometimes I've wished it wasn't so, but my duty station is assigned, and I remain at my post.
The Western world has reached a turning point by the steep stages of a crisis mounting for generations, a crisis brought on us through our own weakness and cowardice and sloth.
Several times throughout this terrible century, in Rhodesia, in South Africa, in the American South, twice in Germany, Aryan man has attempted without success to resist the onslaught of the crawling chaos which is known under so many names.
Liberalism, socialism, diversity, political correctness, multiculturalism, humanism, all the various nicknames under which Judaic Marxism and its twin brother Judaic capitalism disguise themselves.
And believe me, Marxism is alive and well in the world today.
We have resisted thus far without success, but that does not mean that we must cease to resist or that those of us who know the truth can ever resign from the struggle.
I say to you again, the racial extinction of the white man is not an option, and anyone who accepts it as such in order to avoid the effort and danger of racial duty damns his immortal soul to hell.
We, as a people, must acquire the will to survive the crisis of civilization where that will is elsewhere divided, wavering, or absent.
At issue is whether our sick and weakened society, which we call Western civilization, which is the sole product of the Aryan race, can in its extremity still call up men and women whose faith in it is so great that they will voluntarily abandon those things which men hold good, including life, in order to defend it.
To be a part of this process, to be a soldier in this world-shaking conflict, is not a negative thing to be avoided, but an honor.
The greatest privilege which can be granted to any man or woman, and it is a destiny which I would not have missed for the world.
The pain that these past 28 years have inflicted upon me is something that I cannot even begin to describe to you, but I understood from the very beginning that such pain would be part of the price tag attached to doing my duty, and I accept it without cavil.
Someday you will accept it too.
For despite my periodic dressings down, I know full well that you are not bad people and that you perceive in your hearts that you as well have a share in this destiny.
However much they may deny it, there persists in every white man and woman a scrap of soul, some faint remnant of conscience.
Few white men, no matter how sunk in the fleshpots of Jewish materialism, are so dull as not to understand, in at least some part of their consciousness, that the crisis exists.
It is, in fact, a total crisis, political, moral, intellectual, religious, social, and economic.
Nothing more or less is at stake than the continued existence on this earth of people with white skins.
You know this, and someday you will join me.
This is inevitable, although I make no secret of my hope that it will be sooner rather than later.
National socialists are bound together not only by a common devotion to our immortal leader and his ideals, but by a bond of blood which reaches across the barrier of nations, differences of class and education, in defiance of every Jewish rule and tenet.
Our race is our nation.
This mighty faith in our own heritage and destiny will someday give us the power to move mountains, and the time will come when at long last we will move men as well.
National Socialists are that fragment of Aryan mankind who have recovered our people's long-lost ability to hold convictions and to act upon them, to live and to die for our faith.
There is no greater human calling than to sacrifice one's life, either in death or in selfless lifelong devotion, poverty, and obloquy, to an ideal greater than the self.
This is what National Socialism calls upon Aryan men and women to do.
In these times of timidity, prosperity, and inertia, it is not a popular message, but a few in every generation respond to it.
For idealism is in our very genetic makeup, and however deeply we smother it in the material wealth and indifference of the Judaic world in which we rot, it will always shine through.
The spark of this divine essence within our Aryan souls is still there.
You feel it yourself, or you wouldn't be reading these lines now.
I know full well that this summer...
As occurred to me on that summer day 28 years ago, all across this land there are a small number of young men and women who are looking back at the place where they have just spent some wretchedly miserable years, and they are dedicating their lives to a future where it won't happen again.
I've already met some of this new generation, and I hope to meet more of them someday, to give them the benefit of my experience and to let them know that they are heirs to the glorious legacy of Hitler and Rockwell.
That legacy will come to fruition in the 21st century and this will happen because a small band of us willingly gave up our places at the great consumer trough, our chances for what politically correct society calls happiness, in order to answer the call of our racial duty.
It is we who will vindicate our people before the bar of history, we small band of brothers and sisters, who gave it all up to do what was right instead of what was convenient or what was socially acceptable.
I would not resign my membership in this tiny elite for any price.
It's hell out here, people.
It's dirty, it's shabby, it's dangerous, it's depressing, it's hard and brutal.
And it is unspeakably glorious.
Join me.
Join me.
Let us dream the Iron Dream together that someday the world may awake to that day of blood and fire and renewal which will usher in the greatest imperium of mankind.
All the planets are given Calling all the clans together.
Calling all the clans together.
Brothers come around.
Calling south and north together.
Calling west and east together.
Calling all the clans together.
From above the road Can't afford to be a bed of sleepin'Can't afford to be a bed of sleepin'Can't you see the reaper weepin' Brother, come a-run!
Never mind we killed the flyin' Never mind the day they died Can you hear the fire talking?
Brother, come a-run!
Come a-runnin' fast!
Come a-runnin' hard!
Runnin' for all you worth!
Come a-runnin' through the gates!
Hell, so clever!
Never take my mind!
We're gonna be calling all the clan together.
Calling all the clan together.
Call all the clans together Brothers,
comrades The End
Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I'm going to be discussing The Extreme Nationalist Threat in Russia by Thomas Parland.
Now, to state the obvious, Russia is a part of the West that did not experience the Reformation and the Enlightenment.
As a result, the study of Russia allows us to see a Western society without these influences.
Frequently, those who call themselves rightists, and this is particularly true in the States, ignore the red-brown relationship.
Now, these roots are as deep in Russia as they are in Germany.
The Slavophile movement came about in the 1830s and was influenced by German Romanticism.
Around this time, many intellectuals in Russia became interested in geopolitical theories, which led to Eurasianism and also fears of Western decline, highlighted by Spengler.
While the author of this book tries to make a division between great power status and ethnocentric Russians, these views often merge, and sometimes combining with a white element, which has to do with nostalgia for a return to czarism and also an interest in orthodoxy, which persists in Russia to this day, even though it is becoming somewhat less with modernity.
In the 1920s, the political situation in Germany grew very radical, and the Germans were confronting issues of modernity and were coming up with red-brown solutions.
Now, at that time, the Strasserite element was prominent in the North and the West, while in Munich we have a more, I suppose you could say, traditionally rightist Hitlerite element.
But it's important to see all of this as a continuum.
Now, on the communist side in the early 20s and 30s, you could have a conservative communist KPD member, and you could also have a Strasserite member of the NSDAP.
In those days, Stalin wanted to cooperate with the Strasserites, and Hitler would allow former German KPD members to join the NSDAP with no hesitation.
This mood of red-brown cosanguousness was shared by members of the Reichswehr who wanted cooperation with Stalin.
It is true that by 1934, the red element was Eliminated from German National Socialism, or at least very greatly lessened.
After the war, the author contends that the Soviet Union, to the degree that this was possible, made itself a copy of National Socialist Germany.
Thus, the author reveals Stalin as a national Bolshevik who was mainly interested in secure Russian borders and Slavic Union.
After Stalin, the anti-globalist spirit of national Bolshevism dare not speak its name in the Soviet Union.
However, it was a de facto policy for Russian Soviets.
Therefore, it is not surprising that this ideology re-emerged after the Soviet regime was spent.
At this point, nationalists, intellectuals, and movements within Russia in particular were suddenly able to express their views in the open.
In the 1990s, some of these prominent Russians wrote global policy manifestos, and the most famous of these authors is Alex Dugan.
He is the author of The Fourth Political Theory.
I reviewed that book on this show some years back.
Drawing on Haushofer, Dugin hoped that Russians could form an alliance with the land power of Germany.
This partnership would be cemented by various land deals, which would restore territory to Germany, Finland, and France.
This Germanophilia is shared by Zaganov and Zaranovsky, although a careful reading of this book We would find Zarinovsky to be something of an ersatz nationalist due to his ancestry.
Now, looking for someone with real-world, genuine paramilitary organizing experience, we find Barkoshov, who led Russian national unity.
Now, in 1995, this party was gaining a large number of parliament seats.
And some thought that it was about to take over the Russian government.
However, today this group has become much more mainstream under Putin due to the autocratic style that Putin brings to Russian leadership.
Putin is very pragmatic and tries to bring as many factions into the mainstream as possible.
So today the RNE functions as a policing group.
In the late 1990s, the phenomenon of skinhead culture became known in Russia.
And because it lacks the official organization and therefore is harder to really pin down, it still persists even under Putin.
Solzhenitsyn that many of us are familiar with is an example of an orthodox nationalist who sees the expansion of Russia in terms of a new Byzantine Empire.
But more pragmatic Russians, who are less religious than Solzhenitsyn, have grown.
We tend to understand the historical expansion of Russia as really an attempt for secure borders.
Now, this idea of secure borders is why Zaganov hoped that Russians could wash their boots in the warm waters of the Indian Ocean.
If Russia did make a push south, as Zaganov really hopes that they will, Some do hope that this would prevent a global caliphate.
Dugan differs with Zaganoff on the question of an alliance with China.
Zaganoff believes that common ground with China is possible.
However, Dugan believes that the Japanese would be, in the final analysis, a much better ally.
Zygianov really believes that Japan will, under this alliance, reverse its post-1945 liberalism, which is really very much on the surface.
While these ideas are fascinating, They have really been reduced into the realm of theory under Putin.
However, these elements very much remain in the Russian intellectual discourse just under the surface, and thus they contribute to the intrigue of Russia.
Now, it is fascinating to note the Putin-Trump relationship, and it has been pointed out by the alt-right that Such a relationship would be very beneficial to the white race on the whole.
It may be that the alt-right is imperfect.
However, this observation still holds.
However...
There is another side to the issue of a Trump presidency, and it is particularly clear after Trump's foreign policy and immigration policy speech in Youngstown, Pennsylvania,
because Trump is such an all-American and interested in American security, he would certainly be tough on Muslim fundamentalists, but I imagine that he would also be tough This gives us much food for thought, so I hope you enjoyed this discussion.
Have a good evening and hail victory comrades.
Have a good evening.
Have a good evening.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from Wood River, Nebraska.
Currently, it's 56 degrees in Bremerton.
And where I'm at, it's...
Nine degrees, and it says feels like zero.
Yeah, it's pretty chilly out here.
They got a little bit of snow out here.
The dog likes playing in it.
Yeah, well, it could be.
This is Super Bowl afternoon.
I didn't realize that it was this weekend.
I thought it was last weekend, but oh well.
You can tell where my distractions are, and it's not football.
And neither should it be for you.
I don't care what you say.
You should, if you devote...
So much time to football, you should be devoting at least that much time to the movement and helping our race stay alive.
You know, I just, I have a lot of time to think and listen to audiobooks and back podcasts, personally.
If you guys don't think you get enough Herald fix, well, there's a thing on the website called the Archives, and you can listen to all the back episodes.
And I challenge...
All of you, I know there's some that have, listened to all the back episodes.
And I have all the back episodes on a thumb drive, saved, where I can go and listen to them at my heart's content.
So, if you don't get enough Herald during the weekly broadcasts, go back and listen to the old ones.
So...
You need to get your distractions in order, get rid of them, and get the right distractions.
Like, how about, say, doing the scouting trip out there to the homeland.
It's a really nice area.
It's a little bit wetter now, this season, or this time of year, I should say, than, say, during the summertime.
We get a little bit of snow up there in the mountains, so if you're into skiing and winter stuff, you can come out here during the winter and get to check out some of the northwest snow.
I mean, we've got Snoqualmie Pass and Stevens Pass and White Pass.
They've all got ski areas up there in that neck of the woods.
Do playing winter sports, winter hilly sports type things like downhill skiing, snow tubing, the snowboarding stuff.
They've all got slopes where that kind of different distraction, if you like.
So you'd be able to get to enjoy some of that stuff.
I'm not into snowmobiling, but I'm sure they've got areas out here that you can get your snow sled out and play around in.
And if your distraction is more maritime, we've got a lot of boating out here.
During the summertime, was it about the beginning of August, we have Seafair Weekend with the hydroplane races.
And if you get your reservation in early enough, you can get a spot on the log boom and be out there during the race.
Get to enjoy the rest of the people out there doing the boating thing, watching the hydroplanes zinging around, getting to see the blue angels fly overhead, that kind of stuff we've got.
Powerboating out here.
We've got sailboating out here.
The Columbia River is big for windsurfing, be it the windsurfing board thingies or the other thing with the kind of like parachute type thing on it.
I don't know what the hell it's called, but I've seen them out there on the windy days out there in the Columbia River Gorge, like in the area of the Dalles and Hood River.
Just tearing up the river, just having a blast out there.
But if you do that, don't get in front of the tug and barges.
You may not live through it.
Pretty much guaranteed, if you get in front of a tug barge and pull an oops, yeah, you're not going to be faring well.
That was one of the things my daddy taught me when I grew up there on the Great Lakes, part of the St. Lawrence Seaway, is whatever you do, stay away from the tug and barges.
So that's just a little word of warning from the trucker.
Anyway, yeah, as far as employment, hey, if you like the water, well, there's some marine mechanics out here.
You can get into, like, diving, doing repairs on boats and piers and that kind of stuff.
You can crane operators on the waterfront, loading and unloading the container ships.
That kind of stuff.
They got Crowley and Foss and other tug and barge outfits that run tugboats.
They get neat crews on those.
They've got the river.
Tugboats, or should I say towboats, I think is the right phrase for those, because they're not shaped like seagoing tugs and stuff.
They're more riverboat tugs moving the grain barges and stuff up and down the Columbia River, so that'd be something.
We've got a lot of dams out here, so if you can get on to that little government payroll thing, it'd be a...
Doing maintenance and stuff on dams.
We've got a lot of wind turbines out here.
They're building more and more wind turbine, farm, whatever the hell, like all those things all the time.
So they need maintenance too.
You know, just touch base, you know, hit a few things, but stuff you might not think of if you're not in or from this area.
Oh, there's also the Washington State Ferries.
If you like working on the water, doing that.
But, alright, well, this is the Trucker coming at you from chilly nine-degree Nebraska.
Well, I hope to see you out there on the roads making your scouting trips and your migration soon.
This is Trucker signing off from Wood River, Nebraska.
We're out of town.
We're going to do what they say.
We know.
We've got a long way to go.
Any short time to get there, Congress found just watch a bandit run.
The End Every week I get a lot of heckling and insulting and abusive emails from people.
I am sorry to say that most of them are from people who claim to agree with us, but that's just pretty much par for the course for the entire white nationalist movement.
I actually very seldom get heckles or insults or threats or anything anymore from anyone outside the movement.
I'm not quite sure.
Me and the Northwest Front, for some reason, we just never quite caught on with the whole anti-fob, alt-left crowd, etc.
But this week, I did get an email from a woman who, I won't give her location or her name, which she signed, actually.
But the upshot of it is that this woman, who is apparently just a typical middle-class American latchkey mom or whatever, she has a son of about, I think, 16, something like that.
Apparently, unknown to me, he has gotten hold of a lot of our material.
He's gotten hold of some of the Northwest novels on PDF.
I say unknown because I honestly don't recognize the kid's name.
I don't think I've ever had any contact with him before.
I might have, but...
Anyway, this middle-class mother was just in hysterics.
I won't reprint or forward her email or anything like that because it was a private communication, and I don't really think people should laugh at this woman.
She is actually afraid that we're going to do something to harm her kid because he reads our material, and apparently he's starting to express quote-unquote neo-Nazi views.
Of course, if that happens, it won't be us who harms the boy.
It will be the police or the FBI or the niggers or whoever, but, you know, picky, picky, picky.
Anyway, this woman closed with a phrase which, for some reason, just struck me as hysterically funny.
And I actually had a kind of a mini hissy fit here at my desk laughing.
She accused me of being an evil Darth Vader who was trying to lure her son to the dark side.
And she meant it.
And for some reason, this just struck me as the funniest damn thing on earth.
I kind of looked at it, and then just spontaneously I said, I am your father, Luke.
And I just practically fell out of my chair laughing.
Anyway, I just thought I'd share that with you.
She'll never know just how I feel.
Out of the shadows, she's lost like a dream.
Make me feel crazy, make me feel so mean.
When I'm gonna save you from the love that's flying Slid into the dark side of the world's eye On the dark side Oh yeah On the dark side Oh yeah Dark side's
going up, running this way She's a little bit of love just how I feel When I say that she walks like a dream Make me
feel, make me feel so mean Oh no, save me from the love that's flying Slid into the dark side of the world's eye On the dark side Oh yeah On the dark side Oh yeah
guitar solo
guitar solo
I think Andy's getting to the point where some of his previous podcasts can be considered classics or blasts from the past or whatever.
In any case, spaced repetition is always good.
Greetings from Seattle.
This is Andy Donner, and I need to cover the subjects of entertainment and white nationalist hobbyism.
I've had to put this off for a couple of months, and I wanted to put it off more, since we're all still in the midst of "Los Trumpadores" and their spectacle candidate, but I've got to say this at some point, and the climax of the Republican National Convention is actually a good example for me to use, so I'll have to bite the bullet and try to get my point across despite my audience being entitled to the "Los Trumpadores"In all honesty...
I may just have to either have this replayed post-election or perhaps even do it up as a short cast with more in-depth examples later.
I've done some heavy-duty material in the past, and at times it's been a little dense even for my tastes.
While I don't think today's talk falls into that general category, it's actually more profound than most of what I present because of its ramifications for each and every one of us.
Further.
I expect to face a significant amount of resistance because it's going to sound an awful lot like I'm trying to take your entertainment away or otherwise trying to be a stick in the mud.
I'm not, but I do have to ask for at least minor behavioral modifications.
You'll see what I mean as I get going.
So firstly, the issue of entertainment.
Hey, I get it.
We all need to find a way to blow off steam at least a couple times a week or else we go nuts.
And on top of that, each of us tends to seek out entertainment sources we can understand and relate to.
This almost always means the entertainment we end up looking for is something we have a fair amount of interest in.
And that's all fine.
But using the white nationalist movement or alt-right media as entertainment might be a bad idea.
Note that I didn't say not to consume this content ever under any circumstances.
Quite the opposite, since I admit to consuming news sources from perspectives I don't care for because I need to know what's up.
But that does not mean I treat them as entertainment.
The white nationalist movement, even in light of the things RFN has to say about it, actually does certain things correctly.
Perhaps the most important of these things is that it encourages everyone to turn off their television and throw it away.
That's actually really good advice.
This is said because the content on that television is almost entirely Judaic in nature and has long been recognized as poison to the mind and soul.
We all know what I'm talking about, so I don't feel the need to go into details.
It's one thing for a responsible adult to be exposed to the trash on television in a manner whereby they're prepared to critically evaluate it, but it's something else entirely for the young or impressionable to sit back and take that same trash in for the purpose of recreation.
This is the real reason every decent white nationalist does their best to avoid anything more than small amounts of the Jews' entertainment media, and especially the outright Marxist gut-rot present in all but the least popular television programs.
And even in the case of a morally upright racial adult, it's actually best to avoid this material just because of the desensitizing effect it can have.
When you let your guard down for the purpose of relaxing or consuming entertainment, all of those wonderful pro-white defenses you've developed don't do you a bit of good.
Even when the Marxist themes are subtle, they still end up slithering through your mind and they'll eventually express themselves in ways you don't expect and can ill afford.
Okay.
I've just said a whole lot which isn't new information to any of you.
And it might sound like I'm just pontificating.
I'm not.
And to prove it, I'm going to turn this into confession time for a bit.
I talk big on here, but I've actually done everything I'm asking you all to do.
And more.
In spite of all the learning, preparation, and practice I've put myself through in order to do my part for our race's survival, I still haven't shaken the subconscious multicultural programming.
It's a bit hard to explain, but it comes down to the reality that my mind will insert the expectation of being around non-whites in situations where this is actually incredibly unlikely.
They're just there.
All the time.
That might not seem like a big deal to you, but it's a problem from where I sit.
It's been said that rat poison is upward of 90% good food.
I looked into that and it's actually true.
Today we're talking about spiritual poisons and not biological ones, but certain similarities hold true, such as the need to package poison as something other than poison.
None of us has any interest in tuning in to lefty news outlets for fun.
Even if we did, it wouldn't mess with us because the blatant wrongness of it all would fail to affect us.
But what about things like popular alt-right and quasi-nationalist internet material?
I think you can all see where I'm going with this, and you might be resistant, so I'll start with some non-alt-right examples.
Milo Yiannopoulos.
Sure, he might have some good material here and there, but most of what he has to say is actually really obvious to someone familiar with the issues he deals with.
And in case you didn't notice, it's true he claims to be Catholic, but he also admits to Jewish descent, so he's a racial Jew.
Oh, and there's one other oddity about him I just can't seem to recall.
Right, that.
Yeah.
And since I'm on the subject of Milo, let's also bring up Gavin McInnes.
I noticed he came up in comments on an RFN episode a few weeks ago.
McInnes seems like an alright sort of guy, except that he married some squaw and has a pair of squallets with her.
Lately, he's had to start acting explicitly pro-white, but he absolutely can't be in any significant way.
And along with Milo, he's not nearly as conservative as he claims to be.
Milo aside, Gavin is actually pro-pervert and pro-feminist.
As it turns out, all of the vocal opposition to third-wave feminism is trivial in nature.
Most of the commentary from the pseudo-conservative YouTube crowd and perhaps the alt-right bunch is actually fine with the first two waves of feminism.
Even though they're just as much a part of the Jewish subversion of white society as the sickness that is contemporary feminism.
These sorts of talking heads still buy into the you-can't-discriminate-against-people-for-things-they-don't-choose nonsense.
And it is nonsense, too.
As part of my talk on real politics, I did the whole explanation of racism thing, and I also covered a bit on why sexual deviants are fair targets for discrimination as well.
At some point in the future, I'll have to put together a definitive talk on the morality of racism, or whatever, so that it's available when needed.
But that's for another time.
For now, I need to get back to the alt-right.
A few months ago, there was a certain YouTube video which was a parody produced by a white nationalist.
I'm not going to say which or who because this is close enough to home that I can't name names, since doing so always kicks off another episode of Space Madness.
Anyhow, this video ended up criticizing some more popular so-called white nationalist figures.
Again, I'm not saying who, but it was pretty spot-on.
As it turns out, these popular commentators sold out to the point where they were merely alt-right, or even perhaps fashy, if we want to call it that.
I had a hard time accepting that at face value, so I got a look at their social media profiles, and yeah, they all went off the deep end.
Believe it or not, they actually backtracked on major pro-white issues purely because they became famous among the alt-right.
What really bothered me about this is not the selling out, since that's sadly common.
Rather, the troublesome aspect of it all is that they still produce content that would fool someone into thinking they were outright white nationalist.
If they didn't, they wouldn't be able to maintain their audience.
Anyone going to them for entertainment purposes would be subjected to the sort of poison they previously threw out their TVs to avoid.
I realize it's not fair for me to just leave it at that, so I'll pick a name, albeit someone not alt-right or white nationalist, to help make my point.
Let's talk about Stefan Molyneux.
Granted, he's also a racial Jew, but that's actually to be expected since I'm talking about avoiding poor entertainment choices due to Judaic influences.
He claims to cover the truth about race, but never pins anything on the Jews.
Not that I expected him to.
I'm not impressed by the people he has on to talk about race, either, but that's for another time.
His actual solutions to things are just an extreme form of libertarianism, which is actually bad for white racial survival as well, but they seem so good and moral because they're so close to right.
That makes his ideas dangerous because they're harder to shake than something which is wrong on its face.
Remember the talks I've given on why I'm not impressed just because someone makes a vaguely pro-white statement?
This is why.
It's basically what the whole alt-right is.
At best, they're vaguely cross at white people's current predicament and nothing else.
There's a very significant contingent of the alt-right that actually despises white nationalists, but that's also probably best dealt with at another time.
At best, most of the media popular among white nationalists is actually merely right-of-center and secretly hostile to white interests.
It's not fit for entertainment purposes, since you'll ultimately have just as much trouble with it as the rubbish on the electric rabbis you all got rid of.
Having said all that, I do recall I mentioned the issue of the RNC.
Since this is starting to run on just a little longer than I thought it would, I'll make this part short.
If anyone out there wants to actually read the transcripts of speeches delivered by various members of the Trump family, and others on the stage for that matter, so that you bypass emotional and energetic deliveries and get right to the content, 90% of it will be mediocre but not really harmful.
That other 10%, when objectively examined, is the death knell to the notion that a Trump presidency will be a good thing for normal, decent white people.
So, why then is Trump such a damned distraction to those among us who have enough experience with system politics to see through his presentation?
Well, hobbyism.
This is a talk about entertainment and hobbyism, after all.
At the beginning of the year, I had a few conversations online with alt-right personalities, and they confessed to me they don't exactly jive with all this pro-white stuff, even though they're white.
Most of the alt-right Twitter scene is genuine trolls yucking it up that they're making left-wing journalists angry, and nothing more.
There are very few genuine voices among the prominent figures in the alt-right, no matter how pro-white they come across.
And they're actually comfortable with the sort of liberalism that created today's hardline leftists.
It's just that we've been subjected to contemporary leftist thought so much that yesterday's leftist thought seems like it's reasonable.
The only way for us to avoid the negative influences of this type of media is to stop using it for entertainment.
In turn, that means we have to stop using the cause of white racial survival as a hobby.
There's nothing wrong with using any or all of these media outlets, but please don't do so for entertainment purposes.
And before I take off, I'll say I'm sorry that this was so general.
Part of the problem is that I can't really call out specifics without naming names.
It's also the case that I expect most of the underlying realities I'm talking about to be well understood.
If that's not true, let me know and I'll do what I can to clarify things.
Also, Harold is about to start his series of talks on white character as it pertains to current events.
Could you all commit to yourselves that you're going to drop your hobbyism and take this material seriously enough that you don't merely treat it as more entertainment?
I know it sounds like I'm patronizing you, but no.
I'm not.
We need everyone capable of Northwest migration to participate, or else our race is toast.
There's a trend we use to predict who might migrate and who probably won't.
Most.
Though not all by any means of those who end up coming home don't have a whole lot of movement background, such that white nationalism never became a hobby for them.
If the party is to birth the Northwest American Republic, our race has to make the collective decision to stop using white nationalism for entertainment and nothing else.
Hail victory!
Okay, now we'll wind up this week's episode with all the little bits and pieces I normally were to put at the beginning.
Last week, I was reading out an email I got from a woman comrade in Canada, and she referred to something called vibrancy, and I mentioned that I didn't know what she was talking about.
Well, here's a note from Andy.
If you've already been told what the term means, feel free to stop reading.
Otherwise, vibrancy is the word many people in places like Canada use to circumvent speech regulations, both online and in person.
Though it specifically refers to non-whites, it can be used as an umbrella for everything culturally left of center.
Okay, well, now I know.
Thanks, Annie.
Next up.
When, when, oh when, will we learn to stay the hell away from the mainstream media?
Last week, one of Richard Spencer's nimrods gave a so-called in-depth interview to the New York Times.
Times, which you'd think he'd know better than to do after that first Charlottesville guy who lives in Ohio, Tony Hovater, did that and lost his job as a consequence, but apparently not.
This individual, whom I will not name so as not to add to his embarrassment, very foolishly claimed, falsely, to be an Iraq war veteran on his social media.
The Times reporter did his homework before the interview and ambushed him with the fact that he had been a clerk in the Pennsylvania National Guard who never left stateside.
You see, this is why I never tell war stories.
I simply don't have that many to tell.
My military record in both armies was pretty undistinguished, and I have never claimed otherwise.
Next up, I got a letter from a comrade down in Portland who asked about me and Gretchen's use of the term comrade.
This is one I haven't heard in a while, because it usually comes from people of my generation who grew up in the Cold War and who associate the word with communism.
Actually, that term was also used in the NSDAP and the early fascist movement in Italy, although in their case it was derived from the fact that a lot of brown shirts and black shirts were veterans of World War I, and so in their case it was in more of a military sense.
I believe I once heard from an old BUF man I met in London that Oswald Mosley's people used it as well for the same reason.
So, it's the same term, but a different derivation.
Third up, speaking of things military, here's something else from last week's inbox.
Dear HAC, is there anywhere a young man can get formal military training that isn't in a national military controlled by ZOG?
Joining the U.S. military is problematic at best.
At worst, you get brainwashed and join the other side.
Okay, some of you may remember that as recently as a few years ago, I was recommending young white boys go into the service so long as it was one of the whiter and better ones, i.e.
the Air Force, the Coast Guard, or if you absolutely must try to turn yourself into Rambo and you are physically up for it, the Marines.
Maybe.
But things have gone way down since then, if that were possible, and I no longer recommend the U.S. military at all for young whites.
For one thing, the recruiters are now doing major league social media checks and they're down checking anybody who has said or posted anything that is even remotely politically incorrect.
This started back in the last eight years when the Saurons were trying to build a politically reliable military that would basically fire on American white people at command and not overthrow Obama.
For another thing, recruiting standards in the Army and Navy are now so abysmally low that you will find yourself in the same barracks as nigger and Mexican gangbangers and other assorted criminals, junkies, mentally retarded individuals whom you don't want playing with guns around you, and above all, the faggots and trannies and other weird sex perverts that will make you afraid to take a shower.
Hell, we had that happen in my basic training company at Fort Polk, and that was in 1971.
Now, if you can cut it academically, you might want to try doing a few years at Virginia Military Institute or the Citadel in Charleston, but from what I hear, they've gone down quite a bit as well.
Another possibly better choice would be the National Guard, but you'd still have to go through Army Basic and you would still be liable for call-up in the next moronic oil war.
A lot of guys and little girls who thought that they were going to go through three years of weekend drills in the local armory and help flood and tornado victims ended up in Iraq and Afghanistan and came back dead, missing a limb or insane.
What I do recommend now, if you've got the chops for it and if you haven't screwed up your life so far with a criminal record, is to become a law enforcement officer.
The training you will get there is far more applicable to the actual combat conditions that we'll be facing when the shit hits the fan.
Plus, you will make invaluable connections.
The starter there would be a two-year criminal justice degree at your local MuYu.
You will also have to keep yourself sufficiently physically fit to pass all the tests, not to mention to do the job itself and wrestle drunken niggers to the ground.
So, lay off the beer and the Doritos when you're on your computer.
Just make sure before you apply that your past and your social media are completely clean as a whistle.
These agencies have got internet vetting for political and racial orthodoxy down to a fine art.
Well, our time is up now for this week's edition of Radio Free Northwest.
This program is brought to you by the Northwest Front, Post Office Box 2188, Bremerton, WA 98310, or you can go to the party's website at www.northwestfront.org.
This is Harold Covington, and I'll see you next week.
Until then, Sarsha and Aban.
Freedom.
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