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March 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.
Hush, a woogel, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon, for the bikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, where the gathering is to be, in the old spot by the river, rifle known to you and me.
One more door for signal, token whistle, up the marching tune, for your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
With your bike upon your shoulder, by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud-walled cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a man, it just was throbbing for the blessed morning light.
Walkers passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's March the 15th, 2018.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
You know what I think I'm going to do this week?
Something I haven't done for a while.
I think I'm going to let the trucker kick it off.
We're about to die.
18 wheels are rolling.
We're going to do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go.
And it's short time to get there.
I'm best bound just like a band that runs.
Keep your heart on the belt.
Some will remind them breaks.
Let it all hang out cause we got a run to base.
No, no, no, no.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from Hagen, Montana.
Just picked up a load in North Dakota yesterday and heading for a delivery tomorrow.
in Oregon and I thought I'd throw this one out for you.
Those of you that probably aren't going to migrate because well...
It's just one of those things.
I don't know what's holding you back, but this morning as I came over Homestake Pass down into the eastern edge of the homeland, I got to see the blue, white, and green standing out in all its magnificence this morning.
Such a sight for you to see, but you probably won't because you're too...
Comfortable where you're at.
Yeah, this is another one of my maker scouting trip and your migration spiels.
Because as I crested the hill, the sky was as nice as the song Mr. Covington oh so hates.
The skies are so...
The bluest skies you'll ever see are the blue skies in Seattle or however the hell it goes.
Well, they're mighty blue in Montana.
And then the white of the snow and the green of the trees.
Yeah, blue, white, and green, standing out in all its magnificence.
But you're never going to see that because you're too comfortable at home where you're at.
And this is also a shameless plug for another podcast that I listen to.
By a former Marine, Paul Markle.
He does the Morning Mindset.
I'm going to send a link to episode 32 to Mr. Covington if he decides to post this.
He does an excellent scouting trip and migration.
He actually did it.
Of course, it was to the fictional part of the homeland in Saratoga, Wyoming.
But, hey, he still moved from down south and back east.
He was down there in, I think, Louisiana, Mississippi area.
Down there on the Gulf Coast.
And they migrated about 2,000 miles.
He did his scouting trip.
He tells you exactly what he did on the podcast.
And all the people there that he questioned and interviewed and stuff about the area were shocked to see him show up the following spring because they did his scouting trip in September.
It was about a year and a half-ish, I guess it was, ago.
And last year in April, they moved two households, his household and his eldest son.
He moved to Saratoga.
So, hey, they're just organic migrants, but nonetheless, they migrated to someplace a hell of a lot whiter, more than likely, than where you're at.
So, anyway, this is the trucker in Hagen, Montana, surrounded by white hills sprinkled with nice green trees.
Yeah, we have the evergreens out here, too, with, oh, just gorgeous, cloudless blue skies.
Like I say, you're never going to see it because you're not going to get off your comfortable butts, backsides, whatever, and actually do a scouting trip or, God forbid, migrate.
Okay, well, this is the trucker signing off from western Montana.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from Fargo, North Dakota.
I'm sitting here in a dock door waiting for the lumpers to go and get done unloading my trailer here.
And it's the 5th of March.
The East Coast, Northeast should I say, just got done with their little winter blast over there, and I wasn't really following it all that closely.
I guess they did shut down some interstates like 80, 84, 81. Up there in the Pennsylvania and New York area, there were a lot of stranded motorists out there because of wind-driven drifting snow.
Well, right now here in Fargo, North Dakota, we're getting our winter blast.
I don't know.
They've probably got about four or five inches on the ground right now, and it's still coming down.
The earth mover that's got a blade on the front of it's out here scraping snow and trying to make it drivable for trucks to get in and out of the dock doors and the facility here.
So that's a good thing.
The plows are out there working.
It's basically, if you don't need to be on the road, you shouldn't be on the road.
Well, a lot of those northeasterners probably should have thought ahead of time about getting out there on the road.
Doing whatever they were doing, going wherever they were going.
It's one of those nothing, no bag of chips, no bottle of beer is worth your life if you should have stocked up ahead of time on it.
It's one of those, we need to be an adult here, fend for ourselves, be a little bit more independent.
You know, I have technology, the weather apps, road condition apps, and all that.
For my line of work, it's outstanding.
A few winters back, I got a phone call from dispatch as I was heading across Nebraska, wanting to know how I got to where I was, because I was eastbound.
I'd just gone through Wyoming.
And 20 or so trucks that were ahead of me were still sitting in Laramie, Wyoming.
And they were like 100 to 200 miles behind me already.
And dispatch couldn't figure out how I got to where I was, where they were stuck where they were.
Well, it's one of those, I got my head out of my ass, fucked up, checked the road conditions, and saw that Sherman Hill was closed.
Coming up out of Laramie, headed over to Cheyenne.
I did the command decision, didn't bother checking with anyone.
I just went ahead and rerouted myself, and so I went 40 or 50 miles out of route.
Whoop-de-crap!
Their load was getting delivered on time, and I wasn't sitting there with a bunch of other idiot truckers in Laramie, Wyoming, waiting for the road to get cleared up.
I went a different route that was open, and hey, that's...
The way it should be.
You should be able to fend for yourself a little bit more rather than depending on someone all the time to take care of your situation.
It's kind of like all these Monkoids and other individuals that are on welfare mooching off the rest of us.
Hardworking individuals.
I've never really been on welfare or any of that.
I've always had a job.
I mean, there might have been a few weeks to a month in between jobs or something like that.
But other than that, I've been employed ever since I got out of high school.
I was employed while I was in high school.
So, yeah, everybody needs to be a little bit more independent and resourceful.
And not being or not relying on Uncle Sam or some other entity to provide for themselves.
You know, you should be able to provide for yourself as much as possible.
Yeah, okay.
Disabled people or something like that, people that got injured or recovering, okay, not a problem.
But you've got two good arms, two good legs, halfway strong back.
You should not be mooching.
You should be out there providing for yourself.
At least that's my opinion of it.
So, anyway, alright, this is the Trucker signing off from the middle of a snowstorm in Fargo, North Dakota.
Take it easy, comrades, and hope to see you out there once the weather clears.
Making your scouting trips and your migration to the homeland soon.
Alright, this is The Trucker, signing off.
Greetings, comrades.
This is The Trucker coming at you from Vernon, California, sitting here waiting for a dock door, and thought I'd just throw out a few thoughts, comments, whatever you want to classify them as.
This area that I'm in here, graffiti all over the place.
You got beaners cruising through with a pickup truck loaded with, I don't know where the hell they get it from material, and they're waving it out at the truck drivers and stuff, trying to pedal their wares.
Like I say, graffiti all over the place.
Not someplace I want to hang out at.
By the time I end up getting emptied out, I'll probably end up having to go and fight a couple, three, four hours worth of traffic to go about 30 or 40 miles to a truck stop, depending on which way they're going to, where they're going to be loading me out of and stuff.
But anyway, now, I have a question for you.
Is segregation normal, or is it abnormal?
How about that for a question?
From what I've noticed, out in the real world, not the artificial man-made world, deer tend to gather in herds, as do elk.
I've seen it quite a bit up there in the unencumbered, freer states like Montana, in Idaho, in Wyoming, you know, the longhorned sheep.
For antelope and stuff, they go and tend to gather in their separate little groups.
Birds get down there to the sea.
Fish tend to gather in schools and all that.
And then you have the predators around the edges picking off the periphery.
Fish and stuff.
Birds, they tend to go and fly in flocks.
I don't think I've ever seen, like, geese and ducks flying together.
No, no, they just go and, you know, they got their different breeds of ducks gathered in one group.
Geese are flying in their group and all that.
But then you go and throw these intellectual humans into the mix.
You know, no, we've got to go and integrate them all before you have the blacks and the whites and the beaners and the sand niggers all mixed together.
Yeah, yeah, that's real good diversity.
Nothing like stirring the pot up.
You leave blacks alone.
They'll go and gather in their little herds.
Then they'll come hunting us pure whites or other races.
Was it like you got Chinatown and the different cities like the LA area here and over New York?
I mean, they're allowed to go and gather together and stuff, but God forbid us whites could go and have an area of our own.
No, no, no.
So, y 'all stay out there mixed together and whatnot in whatever area of the country you're in and wait for the predators to come pick you off one by one rather than making your scouting trip and your migration to the homeland where we can have a white country of ours.
We don't have to worry about the predatory primates coming around and playing the knockout game or knocking off our elderly and beating them to death and robbing them of their life savings.
Raping our young women, little girls, children.
They might even go after the boys.
Who knows what they're going to do.
But just go ahead and stay out there in whatever state you're in, whatever country you're in.
I know it's a little harder if you're not already in the United States to go.
I mean, I see truck drivers out here all the time that are guests or workers.
They drive in their home country.
Like, their winter, they come here during our summer and run and then go back to their own country.
So, hey, if you're already in here, and maybe go and...
Figure out a way to stay here in the United States, like marrying a U.S. citizen and get your foot in the door that way.
But, hey, that's just a thought from the trucker's seat here, the driver's seat, while I'm sitting here bored waiting for a dock door.
Okay, well, this is the trucker rambling on, so I guess I'll go and cut this one off and let Mr. Covington throw it up whenever he deems fit.
Alright, this is the Trucker coming at you from the holding pen down here at a cold storage warehouse in Vernon, California.
I hope to see you out here on the road making your scouting trip and your migration to the homeland soon.
Hopefully you're making your donations too.
Alright, this is the Trucker signing off.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the Trucker coming at you from Hillsboro, Oregon.
Well, I'm waiting to deliver my latest load here, so this is to answer a question that Mr. Covington sent me from a gentleman with the initials of RM.
My kids are not involved with anyone outside our race.
Dating, being friends with, or otherwise, so this is a more white community, so they haven't had a whole lot of interactions with them.
Yes, they are in the area, but they don't have the negative presence like where I grew up at in Michigan.
It was an all-white community and an all-white school I grew up in, but if you wanted to drift about 45 minutes to an hour south to Detroit...
Or about 20 minutes north to Port Heron, then, yeah, you could go and interact with all the blacks you wanted there.
Port Heron wasn't quite as bad as Detroit, but me trucking through Chicago and stuff, it's one of those I try to avoid that area, along with St. Louis and quite a few of the other eastern cities.
I don't know if that really answers your question.
Well, I just thought I'd go and throw this one in so Mr. Covington could possibly put it in on the next RFN if he has room for it.
So, alright, this is Trucker coming at you from Hillsborough, Oregon.
And it's overcast here for those of you that are wanting to know what the situation is like out here.
It's wet and windy today on the 8th of March and just before noon.
So, anyway.
Alright, this is Trucker signing off from Hillsborough, Oregon.
Hope to see you out there on the road, making your scouting trip and your migration soon.
We're going to do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go.
Got a short time to get there.
I'm Westbound, just watch a bandit run.
I'm Westbound.
Okay, tell you what, I've got some pretty heavy-duty babbling that I need to do for the rest of the podcast, and so we'll go ahead and we'll take our first music break right now.
I haven't forgotten the time of year.
The official date of this podcast is March 15th, which is the closest one we'll have to St. Patrick's Day, and so we'll have our usual selection of Irish music.
This is Dick Gotham.
Walking all the day By tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver when they fly They know the call of freedom in their breasts I saw blackheads again Living
on your western shore Saw summer sunsets, asked for more Stood by your Atlantic sea And sang a song for
my Ireland Talking all the day For true friends who try to make you stay Telling jokes and news,
singing songs to pass the time away.
We watched the Galway salmon run Like silver darting, dancing in the sun Living on your western shore Saw summer
sunset, asked for more Stood by your Atlantic sea And sang a song for Ireland Drinking all the day
Someone touched the ball and he played a reel which seemed so grand and gay.
Stood on Dingle Beach and cast in wild form.
We found Atlantic Pass Living on your western shore Saw summer sunsets, asked for more Stood by your Atlantic Sea And sang a song for
Higher land Dreaming in the night I saw land where no one had to fight But waking in your dawn
I
I saw you cry in the morning light While lying where the falcons fly They twist and turn on your air blue sky Living on your western shore So summer sunsets
asked for more I stood by your Atlantic sea And sang a song for Ireland
And sang a song for
Ireland And sang a song for Ireland And sang a song for Ireland And sang a song for Ireland And sang a song for Ireland
Tonight I would like to discuss Silesian Inferno by Carl Frederick Gow.
This documents events in two typical Silesian districts between January to August of 1945.
Now, in theory, the Red Army claimed no ill will to Germans in general.
Members of the rank and file, such as lower-level party members and also members of the Hitler Youth, could be left to pursue their own business, so long as they did not resist and showed their change of mind by cooperation.
And these individuals could be issued documents of safe conduct.
However, the Red Army disagreed with the West when it came to members of the Volkstrom who were not regarded as legitimate combatants.
The main complaint with regard to the Russians seems to have been the strong influence of alcohol, which was combined with inexperience with advanced civilization and also economic plenty.
Many members of the Red Army came from very poor sections of the Soviet Union and had also been through various war-related hardships, or even more likely, they had been prisoners, because Stalin emptied out all the prisons and made them go fight.
Stalin realized that hard fighting would come from the crassest of classes.
So, essentially, Stalin really didn't have any particular concern for the Germans one way or the other.
In fact, as we recall, he wanted to cooperate with the Germans prior to the war breaking out.
But it was simply that Stalin did not believe in checking the morals of those who would fight.
Also, too, at the Tehran conference, you had both Stalin and Roosevelt, and they were very concerned about the possible reunification of Germany, which they knew would happen eventually, even back then.
Also, too, you had a couple of anti-German voices.
Now, one of them was a baron by the name of Lord Robert Van Sittart, and also an individual who was probably Jewish by the name of Ironberg, who stated the belief that National Socialism essentially arose from German character.
I've heard various different opinions on this.
There are some individuals that will claim that National Socialism, at least a specific form we find in Germany at that time, really arose from Hitler.
And there are some people that say that Hitler's temperament was more of a Celtic temperament than really a Germanic one.
They claim that Hitler was overly emotional, that he was too idiosyncratic.
Too passionate and poetic to be the typical German.
Then again, at some other level, I see what these two individuals are saying about certain aspects of National Socialism arising from German character.
But ultimately, it was the Americans that set up these terms of denazification.
And I've talked about that in other reviews.
Of course, when I think of denazification, I think of that very long questionnaire, Dragnet, that pretty much ended up including everyone in some way.
And this program is now without merit because, after all, National Socialism is essentially the largest party that no one ever joined.
Also, when you think about German culture and the way that it's set up, the party was very much replete with professional auxiliary organizations.
These were essentially in all areas of society.
So, really, everyone was involved in some way.
Even housewives often got stipends.
The author also claims that if Germans were harsh in their occupation of Russia, it is because of the response that was given by partisans and also the, in general, very harsh fighting.
So essentially, in reading these accounts, it really always seems to come back to this notion of very heavy drinking on the part of these Soviet soldiers.
It seems to have been the most important catalyst, and it would cause these individuals to have a loss of all restraint.
Many of these stories are graphic, and yet they're succinct, and one imagines that the reader is mercifully spared too much of the gory details.
Now, once in a while, if there was an individual who was handicapped or in some way sick or injured, soldiers would have a tendency to be more humane.
And indeed, there are a couple of stories in this book, both about very sickly women.
One of them was a lady who was elderly and was paralyzed, and there was another story about one who had a very serious infection and indeed probably should have been hospitalized and maybe even should have had some surgical procedures.
Now, in both these cases, the Soviet soldiers wound up taking mercy.
So, essentially, if you were a sickly individual, and this was particularly true for women, they might...
Take some mercy on you, but if you were healthy, particularly women that were relatively healthy, even if elderly, then that was a different story.
So it really, for women, it paid off to be sickly.
Descriptions of these soldiers are a bit hazy.
There are generalizations, and these descriptions seem to oscillate from Asiatic to Slavic, and that makes it hard to tell which group either is more alcoholic.
On the one hand, I tend to picture Slavic Russians as being more alcoholic than typically Asians would be.
On the other hand, I get the sense that many of these Red Army soldiers are coming It's quite a gradation in the Soviet Union.
You have this gradation going all the way from Caucasian Slavics all the way into these sort of middle-of-the-road hybrids and all the way into Asians in Siberia.
And I suspect the individuals making these descriptions weren't all that familiar with Slavics and didn't really know these different ethnic groups in the Soviet Union, which really can be very diverse.
Of course, one must note that the individuals and these civilians in Cilicia that were the hardest hit were also really the least responsible for the political situation going on.
I'm sure in many cases, these individuals, and particularly the women involved, really had nothing to do with the politics.
So it's unfortunate that they paid such a high price for things that they really had little or nothing to do with.
Now, the author also takes us on a brief history of Silesia and talks about how it's always been inhabited by various Indo-Jurans.
In the 6th century, Slavic people seemed to have moved in, and they were subjects of Bohemia for a while.
Now, in the year 962, the area did become Christian under Otto I. Shortly thereafter, you had Borslav the Tall, who invited German settlers in.
And in 1335, Poland renounced all of its holdings in something called the Treaty of Trenchen.
It fell under the Habsburgs for a time as well, and then under Prussia.
What's most significant to note is that by the 20th of March, 1921, And this was, of course, during the time there was terrible depression in Germany.
The occupants of Cilicia nevertheless voted to remain with Germany.
So that shows the fact that there have always been very strong ties in this area with Germany.
So the author states that really Germany has a legitimate claim to this territory.
really no one else does.
Yes, there have historically been Slavic people who have lived there, and they, in a lot of ways, became more and more assimilated to the German population in a lot of ways.
But there is no claim under international law, according to this author, for Poland to have these territories, they're really more German historically.
So I found this I found the most interesting part of this to be actually the historical pamphlets that were included in this book, because it's just so interesting to read authentic documents from that time.
The stories in this book are, as I said, a bit graphic, but not really very surprising given to what I've heard in the past.
So I thank you for listening.
Have a good evening and hail victory, comrades.
The End Thank you.
Thank you.
As most of you will be aware, I've said in the recent past that the Northwest Front has hit a wall, a point where we can't proceed any further until such time as I get concrete and material assistance from serious, fully committed adults.
When asked to elucidate on that, I say that we need two things, money and bodies here at my side, so long as those are Class A bodies.
I've said in the past, and I say again now, that we can bring the Northwest American Republic into being if we can activate and bring here to the homeland 1,000 Class A individuals.
Got an email this week.
Dear HAC, please forgive my ignorance on this matter, but what exactly do you mean when you say Class A bodies?
I know that this has to do with a character issue, but what would you absolutely not compromise with, and what would you?
Signed, Downtime.
I don't know who Downtime is, but it's a pertinent question.
I'll try to answer it without digressing too much, and without losing it, and without starting to rant and rave about the poor quality of the 21st century white American male, especially millennials.
I realize that's not helpful, and I further realize that it's not completely true.
I know full well that there are millions of white men and women out there, many of them of the millennial generation, who would jump at the chance to help us create the Northwest American Republic and who would support the party to the utmost if ever they were given the chance.
They will not be given the chance.
These white people whom we need so badly simply do not know that we are here.
They haven't been allowed to know, and at the rate we're going, they're not going to be made aware of the fact that we're here any time in the foreseeable future.
There is only one way that we could force ourselves to the notice of the world quickly enough and in a manner uncontrollable by the mainstream media.
That is the method that we won't use, and to be honest, which we lack not just the courage but the competence to use successfully, so things probably aren't going to change along that line anytime soon.
Only the tiniest fraction of the race of people that we are fighting to save from extinction will ever be aware of our existence.
The situation is now such that we are visibly running out of time before some crucial implosion point will occur within the system and the paradigm will change.
In other words, the shit will hit the fan and we'll be nowhere near ready for it due to our apparently congenital inability to get our act together.
As things stand now, whatever happens, we'll just be sitting here with egg on our faces as helpless observers and probably victims, because we've wasted the past 50 years on too many dead ends due to our reluctance to incur any personal risk or inconvenience or do any heavy lifting.
The implosion point may have something to do with the ongoing democratic attempt to overthrow President Donald Trump in reverse the November 8, 2016 election.
It may have something to do with a breakdown in the EBT system, or that all-time right-wing favorite of some kind of economic collapse, or a war with North Korea or Russia.
Wars are always good for revolutions.
But the chances are that these events are going to be on top of us before we're able to whip ourselves into any kind of shape to take advantage of them.
One year ago, in March of 2017, I sent out a status report to the orglet list, that is, the organizational letter mailing list, wherein I detailed exactly the position that the party was in, where we had to go and what we had to do to get there.
Now, one guy wrote me back and said it was the most depressing thing he'd ever gotten from me because I was entirely honest.
That was a year ago, and since then there has been some progress, but it has been too little and too slow.
Yes, we can create a new nation of our own, but these are the things that must happen first.
These are the things that you people must do and which Harold cannot do for you.
And the likelihood of you actually doing these things is, well, not what it should be.
I will repeat now, for the benefit of my general listening public, including all the spies from the FBI and SPLC, yes, the Northwest Front can accomplish our objective of creating a homeland for all white people here in the Pacific Northwest.
If we can achieve two things, two very doable, And by no means impossible goals.
First off, we must raise a sum of startup working capital.
Not much money at all in the overall scheme of such things, but that relatively minor lump sum of shekels we've got to have.
We can't finesse it anymore.
We're going to need to actually pull a roll of Ben Franklin's out of our pocket and get some things done in the real world.
Buy some stuff we need and gas up the truck.
Furthermore, the party needs to achieve a regular income, roughly equivalent to the income of a fairly successful and well-off doctor or lawyer.
That's all we need by way of money, and we can get this thing rolling.
Comparatively speaking, it's not much, but as relatively little as it is, we've got to have it.
I've explained on numerous prior occasions how we can achieve this level of financing quickly and painlessly through the 10x1000 program if I can just persuade you people to do it.
Not much luck on that so far.
the second thing we need is a small staff of about half a dozen people here at my side adequately housed and equipped with certain specific skill sets which these individuals will place at the service of their people and their civilization without cavil or hesitation
Okay, let's finally get into what I mean by that.
The first thousand Northwest volunteers will be mostly men, although I fully expect there to be a few extraordinary women as well.
They will be young in the sense that the majority of them will be younger than me, although that's not saying much.
But the majority of them need to be significantly younger than I am, say by at least 20 years or so, because they're not just going to have to foment and win a revolution.
They're going to have to lead a new nation into the future.
That's the work of a lifetime, and they will need a lifetime to accomplish it.
There will be a lot of millennials who, let us not forget, are getting older every year and are no longer the beavis and buttheads they once were.
Well, at least some of them aren't.
And remember, we only need a thousand good ones.
This world being what it is, some of the first thousand will have at one time been dwellers in mom's basement and lived for a time by the glow of the computer monitor in front of the keyboard.
But they will have gotten a grip on themselves and pulled themselves out of it.
You know my heart keeps telling me, you're not a kid at 33. Yep.
Before they come home, these men will almost all have jobs, be paying their own bills, and be living on their own.
They will be giving up something to come here, and once they understand what's at stake, they will give it up without hesitation.
There will be some married couples with children, but most of these first thousand volunteers will probably be single or divorced men, and that's to be expected.
White men from the last two generations are the people who have been most victimized by political correctness and who have been denied the world and the lives that they should have had, had this country not gone insane.
Most of the first thousand volunteers will have had bad experiences with white women.
In this society, that has to be expected as well.
Turning white men and women against one another so that they will not come together and produce white infants is a major part of the Soros agenda.
But our volunteers will not have allowed these bad experiences to poison their mind and twist their hearts into misogynistic hatred of all women.
Indeed, one of the reasons that they will devote themselves to the birth of the Republic will be to save our sisters from the unspeakable wretchedness and misery that political correctness has imposed on them.
They will understand that white women are in just as much agony and suffering as we are, and they will not give the racial enemy his victory by turning on them.
And while we're on that topic, I think now would be the time for a tender Irish love song.
This is Mecham and Clancy.
As I was sitting by the fire talking to O'Reilly's daughter, suddenly I thought to me to me, I'd like to marry O'Reilly's daughter.
Giddy-eye-eye, giddy-eye-eye, for the one night, O'Reilly, giddy-eye-eye.
Right on your old big drum, O'Reilly played on the big bass drum.
O'Reilly had a mind for more than a slather, O'Reilly had a bright red lint tonight, and he got that tiny lovely daughter.
Giddy-eye-eye, giddy-eye-eye, giddy-eye-eye, for the one night, O'Reilly, giddy-eye-eye.
Right on your old big drum, O'Reilly was black and her eyes were blue.
The coronal and the major and the captain saw, to the sergeant and the private and the drummer boy too.
With a ready chance with O'Reilly's daughter.
Giddy-eye-eye, giddy-eye-eye, giddy-eye-eye, for the one night, O'Reilly, giddy-eye-eye.
Right on your old big drum, O'Reilly, giddy-eye-eye, for the one night, O'Reilly, giddy-eye-eye.
Right on your old big drum.
Suddenly a footstep on the stair, who should it be but O'Reilly out for slather, with two pistols in his hand, looking for the man that had married his daughter.
for the one night, Riley, giddy-yay, for the one night, Riley.
and your old big drum-faced fish.
Applause Applause Applause Applause Thank you.
There will no doubt be a few of what I call the t-shirt youth, the white kids with nothing but the t-shirts on their backs.
Although, as the years go by, more and more it's the middle-aged guys with nothing but the t-shirts on their backs.
But one of the functions of the First Thousand Northwest Volunteers will be to create the infrastructure which will enable us to organize and make use of this t-shirt youth.
There's a lot of them.
Most of them will be part of the second wave.
One of the many things which will distinguish the first thousand Northwest volunteers from the majority of white Americans, especially younger American men, will be their ability to focus and to follow through.
The average white boy today has the attention span of a housefly.
He is capable of being fully and enthusiastically committed to anything for about 15 minutes, and then it gets hard or demanding or boring, and he wanders away looking for fresh stimulation like the couch potato constantly flicking the channels on TV with a remote.
I'm not saying this to be negative or disparaging, or because I'm a grumpy old man, I'm saying it because the short American attention span is a serious fact of life out here in the real world that we have to take into account.
That will be another characteristic of the first thousand Northwest volunteers.
They will live their lives in the real world and not on the internet.
They will face up to the facts of life, not ignore them or try to change them.
They will understand that life presents obstacles for the purpose of being overcome, not avoided or slithered around.
The first 1,000 Northwest volunteers will, on average, be a fairly abstemious lot.
When they say they're going to have a couple of beers after work, that's it, just a couple of beers.
They may have gotten too involved with drugs or more likely alcohol when they were younger, but they had sense enough to realize that it was a dead end, hopefully a lot sooner in life than I did.
They will have gotten a grip on any problematic issues of that kind on their own.
Because they knew it was the right thing to do and without any cult-like 12 steps program.
They will have recognized a problem within their own character and overcome that problem through an effort of will.
And this ability to control and change their own character as a conscious act is what will mark them as men of the old school, men our great-grandfathers would have recognized.
The overwhelming majority of young white people these days can't alter their software, so to speak.
They can't uninstall all the crap political correctness has programmed into their brains and revert back to the original factory-installed operating system.
Call it White Man 2.0.
But some men can.
Some white men are still capable of sitting down and thinking things through and changing their behavior when it becomes clear that's what has to happen.
Our first Northwest volunteers will come from within that small minority.
Our first thousand Northwest volunteers will all be functionally literate, meaning that they will have the ability to read a long block of unillustrated text for content, i.e.
actually to understand what the author is saying.
This will give them access to all kinds of knowledge and information that is denied to the white majority population, who can no longer internalize data from anything except images moving on an electronic screen or from 290 character tweets.
Our first thousand Northwest volunteers will almost all have some kind of marketable skill with which they are capable of earning their livings, and they will offer these skills to the party.
All of them will have something to offer the party, even if it's only their willingness to act as an organizer and a representative for the Northwest Independence Movement.
The simple physical courage required to stand up and let others see your face is in itself a rare commodity among white males these days.
It's one of the skills which the Northwest volunteers will possess in abundance, because that will be a large part of their duties.
They are the ones who will not be afraid.
To stand up, who will let others see their faces and say, follow me.
This is vital.
No one will fight a revolution for an anime avatar on Twitter.
The overwhelming majority of white people these days, both male and female, are herd animals.
It's not our fault.
We have been meticulously socially engineered like that by the Jews.
White people suffer from what Comrade Don calls learned helplessness.
We huddle together for safety and comfort and dare not separate from the group.
Indeed, one of the main punishments that political correctness exacts from white people is the threat, sometimes carried out, to expel them, to shame them, to cast them out from the safety and anonymity of the crowd, forcibly to reveal their names and their faces, to isolate them, to take their stuff, their precious stuff, to force them into the wild wasteland where they must fend for themselves.
Nothing is more terrifying to a herd animal than that threat, and it's why the racial enemy has succeeded in keeping us in subjection for so long.
This threat, by definition, will have no effect on the first thousand Northwest volunteers.
These men will have pretty much already separated themselves from the pale blob before they came home, either by enemy action, or they will have left the herd voluntarily, struck into the wilderness on their own.
These Northwest volunteers will be strong-willed and strong-minded, confident in themselves, willing and able to survive as lone wolves in the forest, away from the comfort of the herd for however long it takes.
Indeed, many of them will be compelled by their party duties to live undercover for many years in small Northwest towns or other hostile environments on their own.
If you'll pardon my original Star Trek reference, they will not be of the body.
This willingness alone to accept and to take responsibility for their own lives and their own destinies will make these Northwest Volunteers a very rare and special breed of men.
But that doesn't mean that the first thousand Northwest Volunteers will not be team players.
They most certainly will be.
All this loosey-goosey, leaderless resistance, everybody-do-his-own-thang crap that we've been using for the past 25 years as an excuse for our own inability to get our act together will no longer be operative.
The first thousand Northwest volunteers will be political soldiers, and like all soldiers, the first thousand Northwest volunteers will voluntarily submit themselves to a military discipline.
They will obey orders and follow instructions, not just read the handbooks and the orglets and then put them away in a cardboard box at the bottom of a closet where they hide all their racist stuff from the little woman.
I've seen a lot of those boxes in closets in my time.
The Northwest Volunteers are the guys who will actually do all that stuff everybody talks about.
They will follow plans laid out for them without hesitation or argument because they will understand that even if the Northwest Volunteer Army does not exist outside the pages of fiction, they are just as much part of an army as any soldier in history.
Now, in his original question, Downtime, asked me specifically what characteristics and qualities I would accept and what would I not.
I suppose I should mention what the first thousand Northwest volunteers will not be like.
Indeed, what any Northwest volunteers will not be like.
There's been a lot of back and forth on this, especially on Twitter, and I'm not going to repeat all that stuff about no Jews, no queers, no mud sharks.
I never cease to be amazed that apparently I have to repeat it.
I mean, Jesus!
You people have to be told that we're for whites only, and that committing acts of perversion that prevent white infants from coming into the world is counterintuitive and kind of defeats the whole purpose of what we're trying to do here?
What the hell is wrong with you?
Look, realistically speaking, virtually every white man or woman born after about 1975 or so probably has some kind of really grotty skeleton in their closet.
I get that.
When you grow up paddling around in a cesspool with no memory or knowledge of anything different, and no one to tell you any better, you're gonna get some turds in your mouth.
It's inevitable.
I understand that, and contrary to Twitter opinion, I am not utterly rigid and I don't demand Victorian standards of personal morality.
As far as the sex stuff goes, again, contrary to popular opinion, I am not a prude.
So long as your partner is of the same race and the opposite sex, I don't care.
Hop to it.
Criminal records I'm not so concerned with as long as whatever they say you did is merely illegal and not actually wrong.
One of the best supporters the party currently has came to us when he was in prison for bank robbery.
Stealing money from Jews or rich people I don't care about.
A criminal record for drugs is more problematic, but we have guys with us who do have drug busts on their records, mostly from back in the time when marijuana was a lot more illegal than it is today.
One guy was busted and actually did a little time for growing some plants in his garage, that kind of thing, but that's actually fairly rare among white nationalists.
So far as I know, we don't have any really heavy drug users or pushers with the party.
It seems to be a different personality type.
One thing about us, our addiction problems seem to be mostly with the bottle, and our first thousand volunteers, if they have the character to go first like that, will also have the character to overcome booze, like I said earlier.
This does not mean that I encourage this or any other kind of antisocial or counterproductive behavior.
It means that I simply accept the world as it is.
And I understand that many of our volunteers will have things in their past that they will not want shouted from the rooftops.
The operative word here, of course, is past.
Whatever it is, it's your responsibility to make sure that that's where it stays.
Finally, while there is no religious qualification at all for party affiliation, Our first thousand Northwest volunteers need to have a certain spiritual outlook about them in practical ways similar to mine, whether or not they share my actual metaphysical beliefs in reincarnation and whatnot.
In some version of their own, acceptable to their own minds, our volunteers must accept that while there will be a lifetime in the future when they are allowed to live for themselves, for their own fulfillment and personal growth, and for their own pleasure, That time is not now.
This time around, it's a business trip.
Weekends may be made for Michelob, but this time around, it's a weekday, a workday, a long workday, and we all need to be at our tools and at our desks and at our assigned tasks for most of it.
The Northwest Volunteer does not live for himself.
He lives to change the world.
And he accepts as a consequence that many of his life decisions will not be his own.
The Northwest Volunteer accepts the world as it is, but never stops trying to make the world what he wants it to be.
Now let's get on with it.
But our time is up for this week's edition of Radio Free Northwest.
This program is brought to you by the Northwest Front, Post Office Box 2188, Bremerton, WA 98310.
Or you can go to the party's website at www.northwestfront.org.
This is Harold Covington, and I'll see you next week.
Until then, Sasha Underban.
Freedom.
Thank you.
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