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May 24, 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 a wiggle, push and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, where the gathering is to be?
In the old spot by the river, rifle known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle, off an arching tune.
Warrior Pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
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 wall cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a man they chest was throbbing for the blessed warming night.
War has 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 blades were flashing at the rising of the moon.
It's May the 24th, 2018.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Okay, last couple of episodes, I've started out saying, hey, we've got a little bit of this and that and some odds and ends, questions I want to deal with, so forth and so on, and I'll get to one or two of them, and I end up babbling for 15 minutes, and the result is I don't get to anywhere near the number of these small items that I've been meaning to, and they've been piling up, and so I'm going to see if we can go ahead and take care of some of those this time around.
I'm still ad-libbing, and so hopefully I won't go off on too much of a tangent, but let's just go down my little list here and see what I got.
First off, I've got a question from a guy named Bob.
What is the opening and closing music theme to Radio Free Northwest?
That is an Irish rebel song by a group from Ireland called Nicosity, which means the Casey's.
Or I presume it's the Casey families or the Casey brothers.
I'm not sure.
It's called The Rising of the Moon, and it comes from the 1798 Rebellion in Ireland, which is one of their many legendary insurrections.
If I can dig it up on the hard drive here, I will play for you the entire RFN theme, the song Rising of the Moon, from beginning to end.
If I don't get senile, then forget.
But we'll see.
Okay.
I got another notation here about an incident that took place a few weeks ago.
Well, not an incident, just someone communicated with me about a particular subject.
He wanted to leave the party some money in his will, which I deeply appreciate.
I remember when I was young, it was always a sign that a right-wing group was definitely aging out when you see these little advertisements in their publications, you know, don't forget to remember us in your will.
Well, actually, that's not a very good idea, because down through the years, I have observed a number of cases where supporters attempted to do this, not so much with any group that I was involved in, but with other right-wing or racial or revisionist groups.
And somehow or other, that inheritance never ended up in the pockets of the people that it was supposed to go to.
One of the things that I've been telling people for years, and I'm going to tell you again now, Leave anything in your will, either to the Northwest Front or to me or any other racial nationalist group.
Now, the reason is simple.
Your wishes will not be honored.
The will will be contested either by the deceased person's suck-up liberal kids or his or her useless degenerate druggie kids or by their first cousin from Kalamazoo or whatever.
Actually, there was an instance of this that did involve me when the late Rick Cooper died.
He had expressed a wish that his pretty much entire estate would be left to his sister, whom I eventually met down there in Oregon, where she was living down near Coos Bay.
And I hadn't expected any money from Rick, and I didn't want any.
But what I did want was his files from his NSWPP days, because Rick, by the time he died, was kind of a walking encyclopedia.
of the entire American National Socialist Movement in the 70s and 80s and the early 90s.
And I definitely wanted all those documents and letters and publications that he had saved up.
Patsy didn't mind.
She wasn't really into it.
But what happened was she and Rick's brother got into a big to-do about possession of Rick's house.
Patsy was named as a legal executor.
The brother basically knew that his sister, however, could not afford to hire a lawyer, and he could, and so, frankly, he just, among other things, drove up with a truck and in the dead of night broke into Rick's house and loaded up all kinds of material, just everything he could get hold of in the house, and then he drove off with it.
I don't know whatever happened with that.
I do know that Patsy was trying to pursue him with the law for a number of years.
I don't know whether she got any of it back, but unfortunately a lot of that was the very files and documents and whatnot that I wanted from Rick.
I heard a rumor that someone had contacted the brother, some unknown party, and offered him a fairly substantial amount of cash for anything of a racial or political nature he could scavenge from Rick's house, which he did, even though he was not the official executor.
He had no right to be there, etc., etc.
But, I mean, these things happen.
I don't know how many of you have ever been involved in a family legal dispute, especially over an inheritance when a fairly wealthy or influential relative dies.
These are the most bitter and vicious things imaginable, and in the case of Rick Cooper's family, it was really nasty.
I did manage to get hold of about five file boxes of stuff that Patsy had already removed from the house.
This was in Washington.
She couldn't actually be on the scene there because she lived down in Oregon, and Rick lived in Goldendale, Washington.
And I found them very interesting.
Many of those I passed on to the Laird Wilcox collection at the University of Kansas, so they have been preserved for history.
But anyway, what I'm getting at here, and I can tell I'm starting to wonder yet again.
Guys, if you have anything that you want to leave to the Northwest Front, or to any...
Racial nationalist or revisionist or right-wing group, go ahead and do it now.
Write the check or send the books or donate the land or whatever it is you're going to do.
Do not wait until you are dead and rely on your executors and your family to carry out your wishes because they will not.
Probably the most nasty example of this was when a man named Richard Carter died in Massachusetts in the, I believe, early 2000s or possibly late 1990s.
I can't even remember now.
But he left a fairly substantial amount of money to Ernst Zundell, something like $200,000, in order to pursue Ernst's revisionist work.
And the Southern Poverty Law Center stepped in and actually approached the relatives of Mr. Cotter and agitated them and provoked them into filing a lawsuit to prevent the money from going to Ernst Zundell.
Ernst, as I recall, fought it in court.
I cannot remember all the details because this was many years ago.
But basically what happened was, it's kind of like jarndyce versus jarndyce in Charles Dickens' novel, Bleak House.
Eventually, all of the money in the bequest was eaten up by lawyers.
There was another case where a Canadian died and left some money to Dr. Pierce's National Alliance, and Dr. Pierce eventually lost in a Canadian court because the Canadian court ruled that leaving money to nasty, wicked, racist groups was counter to public policy.
Anyway, at the very least, it will be a mess.
So, if you're in that position, if you're thinking about leaving some money either to the party or to any other white nationalist group, write the check now.
Number one, we need it now.
Number two, your wishes will not be honored.
History pretty much proves that to be true.
Now, one thing that a couple of our supporters have done is they've bought small life insurance policies and named me or one of the party's corporations as the beneficiary of these policies.
I don't know.
They haven't died yet and haven't been contacted by any lawyers or anything, so I frankly don't know if that will work without being contested or not.
And for all I know, maybe they've let the policies lapse or whatever, but long experience shows that when elderly white people die and they want to leave part of their estate to a white nationalist group or anything like that, there are always problems.
Usually, the funds don't get where they're supposed to get.
So, anyway, just a word to the wise there.
Okay, what else have I got on my little list here?
Guys, you do understand, don't you, that my novels are fiction and that there is no Northwest American Republic yet.
The reason I ask is that we've had a couple of people do their scouting trips and they've been in contact, and I don't want to, you know, get into details here because it sounds like I'm, you know, running these people down or not, but apparently they were kind of under the impression that our white paradise up here was about 99% in existence already.
No, it's not.
We're going to have to make it, and it's going to require blood, sweat, and tears.
And I occasionally get these things, well, Harold, I went on my scouting trip to wherever, and I saw niggers, and I saw Mexicans.
You've been deceiving us, Harold.
There's niggers and Mexicans and gooks up there.
No, that's not what I've said.
I have said that this is the land which...
God has appointed for us to finally determine our own destiny.
Not only that, but it's the logical place.
It's basically about the only habitable place left that we do have any kind of realistic chance of grabbing when the whole world finally does go to hell in a handbasket and disintegrates.
So guys, you do understand that when you come up here, yes, especially if you live in an urban area like Portland or Seattle or Eugene or Spokane or Boise, I understand Boise's getting quite crowded now, and they're having the same problems with high rents and everything that all of the other urban areas in the Northwest have.
But for the same reasons, there's jobs in Boise, and largely because it's actually a much whiter environment even than Seattle or Portland.
And frankly, white people are coming here for...
They're what we call organic migrants.
They're coming for racial reasons, except that they would cut off their own ghoulies rather than admit that that was the reason.
Anyway...
Right now, the Northwest is still part of America, and it has all of the American problems.
What I keep after you to do, through party professionalization, if I can ever persuade you to do that, is to create a situation such that we have something waiting for you when you come here, and that you will have some way to participate in creating a white ethnostate here.
But at the moment, basically you're moving to another part of America, and American law still applies here.
The IRS can find you.
The cops can find you.
Your ex-wife's lawyer can find you.
So, don't expect that you're just going to roll across the Idaho state line and you're going to see a big, huge Northwest tricolor flying there.
One day, yes.
That's why I'm asking you to come here so that we can bring that day closer.
Well, what's next?
What's next?
Hello, HAC.
Sorry to be flooding your inbox, but I noticed when I was reading the white book that you say we shouldn't use the term Arian, Chapter 1.6.
But I noticed that you use it a lot on RFN.
Why is that?
I'm not criticizing, I'm just wondering about your reasoning.
Thanks a lot, and I didn't make a note of who sent that.
Okay, as a rule, I don't use the term Arian too much, although there are times when it's actually the most appropriate term to use.
I specifically...
Don't like to use it in things like formal titles or anything really prominent.
The reason being that most American white people, hell, most white people throughout the Western world, simply don't understand what it means.
Too many of our people who were raised on all kinds of World War II propaganda, the term Aryan means blonde and blue-eyed, which is not entirely the definition and certainly isn't the best definition of it.
Technically speaking, the word Aryan is a language group, meaning descended from one of the original Indo-European language structures.
Sanskrit, for example, is Aryan.
The ancient Hindu people were known as Aryans.
One of the Shah of Iran's honorific titles was Lord of the Aryans, so this is actually a very old term.
It goes back to the days when our people were migrating across the world in big, huge waves, like the Muslims and the Third World Africans are doing now, but with the same territory.
And it actually has a number of very definite historical and linguistic uses.
The German National Socialists tended to use the term Aryan meaning Nordic peoples.
That's true.
It's not technically the correct version.
But unfortunately, it's like I say with a generation that's grown up with World War II propaganda, everyone automatically associates the word Aryan with Nazis or National Socialism or the Third Reich.
What I used to do back in the day when I myself was an Orthodox National Socialist, I used to get around all these elaborate explanations by simply telling people that Aryan was the German word for white man, which technically I suppose it is.
One thing with Americans, this is something that we need to bear in mind as far as all of our propaganda and all our public relations and all our ideology goes.
Americans are a mile wide and an inch deep.
Given their short attention span and given their lack of anything approaching any kind of comprehensive education about history or anything else, they need their slogans quick, potent, and easy to understand.
It's always a bad idea to give an American white man or woman something that they need to chew on, something they need to think about.
It is a very bad idea when you're trying to sell something to Americans, be it laundry soap or a new car or a new way of life.
It's a very bad idea to use terminology such that you have to stop and explain something to them, especially if it is something that sounds foreign or is of foreign origin.
At that point, you will lose Americans like that, and that kind of applies, I think, to most people, at least in the Anglosphere, part of the Western world these days.
You mustn't interrupt the flow of your propaganda with actual ideas.
Yes, I know that sounds patronizing and insulting, but again, what can I tell you?
Let's face it, white Americans are just not the sharpest knives in the door.
They don't have the background to understand a lot of this stuff.
With Americans, never underestimate how low you've got to shoot in order to get a hit.
And that's why when the time came to choose things like names, I chose the Northwest American Republic, not the Northwest Aryan Republic, because again, that's something, if you tell that to somebody, you have to stop and explain it, and it gets off into a long tangent.
About what is an Aryan.
Does that mean only people with blonde hair and blue eyes, Harold?
No, it doesn't.
But the best way to get around this is just avoid the whole issue.
Use simple terms that these people can understand.
That's another reason why, quite frankly, we don't use the swastika anymore.
As powerful as that symbol is.
Because it just has too much baggage attached to it, and it requires us to just make too many stops for long and abstruse explanations, which most Americans simply won't understand.
One thing I finally learned after a long time is that in order to convert people to a point of view, an ideology, in order to persuade people, you have to put yourself on a credible basis of communication with them.
You can't do this by immediately confronting them with symbols and optics and ideas and terminology that they have been conditioned from birth to reject.
Unfortunately, Arian is one of those terms.
Okay, dear HAC, I understand Richard Spencer is appealing for $25,000 to fight the lawsuits arising from Charlottesville and from his university speaking engagements that he canceled, so forth and so on.
What do you think of this?
Well, basically, Richard Spencer seems to have pretty much shot his bolt.
I'm not going to get into him now because there's no point in kicking him when he's down and he is down.
I will say this, and burn this into your brain.
If you find yourself fighting in an American court of law, you have already lost.
And I speak from experience, as some of you know.
For many years, I was on the receiving end of a case of what's called lawfare.
The use of civil litigation in order to do an end run around the Constitution and the First Amendment and to persecute and destroy people that someone doesn't like.
I'm living proof that it is possible to survive it, but it is not a pleasant experience, and the only way that you should ever get involved in that is if you simply have no choice, which I didn't.
One thing I did learn in all those years, nobody wins in civil court except for the lawyers.
I'm not trying to be facetious or sarcastic or profound or anything like that when I tell you that the entire civil judicial system in this country is nothing but a vast machine, the purpose of which is to produce obscene amounts of money for lawyers.
Never, ever voluntarily get involved in civil litigation of any kind.
The only people who ever win are the lawyers.
This is one reason why professional attorneys are forbidden in the draft constitution of the Northwest American Republic.
Okay, what else, what else, what else have we got here?
I had one of our misogynists complaining to me about white women recently.
I'm not going to go into all that again, but I really do feel sufficiently strongly about this just to reiterate something that I have said repeatedly over and over again.
The dishonors are in equipoise here.
Both sides, both men and women, are equally to blame for the situation that has arisen.
Yes, I know that white women are very, very badly fucked up, but white men ate in too much of a better shape.
And I'm not just talking about incels.
I'm talking about just your ordinary, regular dudes.
They've been raised in a bad place, and it's rubbed off on them.
White women as a whole, even those who probably consider themselves feminists, even if they don't realize it, are desperately looking for adult, Men who will make viable life partners and they're not finding them.
What they're finding is a bunch of Egypts who want to play World of Warcraft instead, who think life is a Porky's movie.
When white men once again display strength of character, dominance, and the true masculinity of a gentleman, then our sisters will come back to us.
This gets into another thing I had a little bit of a round and round with this week.
One of the more negative aspects of our wee little movement is our constant preoccupation to the point of obsession with the past, says the guy who may decide to read you another Aryan history thing at the end of this episode.
But look, this includes both nostalgia and recrimination, constant Monday morning quarterbacking as to what happened in the past in order to excuse ourselves from the necessity of acting, of taking direct action to bring about change.
There are people in this movement who their whole contribution to the discussion on the internet, well, mostly the internet, but anywhere else is just constant rehashing of what we could have, should have, would have done if we hadn't had our heads up our asses, etc., etc., 20, 40, 60, 100 years ago.
Guys, we have to stop looking at the past.
And when we do look at the past, we need to learn the lessons that it teaches us.
This is why I do a lot of what I do.
I know this sounds narcissistic and self-congratulatory or whatever, but the fact is I am a living encyclopedia of the past 50 years of the white nationalist movement in this country.
I know shit, and I am astounded that so few of you attempt to use me as a resource.
Well, what else?
What else?
Oh, one more thing.
I've had a couple of questions over the past few months.
Where's Dry Ice Washington?
For those of you who've actually gone back many years on the program, back around 2011, 2012, something like that, the FCC was harassing us, demanding that we have equal airtime for community interests and minority diversity and shit.
Anyway, to get them off our backs, I got this nigger over at the bus station.
This old wino called himself Dry Ice Washington.
And he was actually on this show for a couple of episodes.
That and that one Richard Pryor clip is the only time I've ever actually had a nigger on the show.
And then he wandered off.
I lost track of him and the FCC lost interest, etc.
And yet people who actually go back through the old back episodes of the show want to know where dry ice is.
Well, I don't know.
I haven't seen or heard from him for years.
But one of our guys actually caught this on the news.
Apparently, dry ice moved down to California.
And he was actually in the news the other day.
Now police say these guys had this all planned out.
After hitting a man's car, the driver's role was to simply fight with the man.
But the passenger's job was taking all the cash he had.
So I got the car and I squared up.
I turned to the side like this.
What's up?
So when the dudes got out of the car, I said I knew something was wrong because the nigga was white.
And one of them had dreads.
Now you name two people that you know with...
Two white people with dreads.
Exactly.
It's crazy how they did him.
Tika Wilms was sitting in the passenger seat of her brother's car and says she watched as two men rear-ended his car.
Then got out to rob him early Friday morning.
Investigators say they hit his car at this red light here at Jackson and Trezavant.
When he got out to check on the damage, he and the driver ended up fighting.
Then a second suspect grabbed the cash from his back pocket.
I looked at my peripheral, outside of my eyeball, and I see this nigga looking down at my ass.
So I'm like, hold up.
This nigga might be gay.
But if you if he would have seen that if the other cheek that bit was sitting up like like for Whitaker eyes and shit Y'all got big money keep it at home on The two men drove off in a black Malibu or escort.
Wilms is warning drivers to be careful and to always comply.
I said, I looked at my sister, I said, you've got to be a faggy-ass nigger to dig in another man's ass and take what you found in it.
And she has words for those two men on the run from police.
Clean yourself up, get a job, get some ID.
Because they're hiring every day.
So you really ain't got enough for a little small piece of time.
Okay, I promised that I would play the full theme song from Radio Free Northwest, and I've actually remembered that promise.
This is the Rising of the Moon by Nikosati.
The Rising of the Moon by Nikosati 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, rightful known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token whistle of the marching tune.
Warrior pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
With your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night.
Many a manly chest was throbbing for the blessed warming light.
Warmers 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 blades were flashing at the rising of the moon.
There beside the singing river, that dark mass of men were seen.
Far above their shining weapons hung their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor forward spike.
The Rising of the Moon
The Rising of the Moon What stands on the rising of the world?
What stands on the rising of the world?
you you you One of the problems with white nationalism has always been turnover.
People coming in and the short attention span kicks in and they wander away after a few months, but that's not always the case.
Some people do stick with it for a long time.
We have a supporter back on the East Coast.
He's been with us, oh God, I guess it'd be pushing eight or nine years now.
He has a family situation, which he's explained to me, which prohibits his actually making migration, and I understand and accept that.
But he's helped out a lot.
He's put out a lot of material for the NF.
He helps us on the internet, so forth and so on.
And so, yeah, it is possible for white people to dedicate themselves, make a commitment, and stick with it.
Anyway, guess what I found on my hard drive recently?
This is the first audio contact we ever had from this comrade, and just basically as a kind of a trip down memory lane for him, I'm going to play it again.
I think this was first broadcast on RFN back around 2010.
Hello comrades, my name is John and I'm 21 years old.
Currently I live in Pennsylvania, though I'm working as hard as I can to get out to the homeland sometime relatively soon.
When I read Hill of the Ravens and saw the part where Mr. Covington refers to Frank Palmieri as a born national socialist, I just couldn't think of a better way to describe myself.
I remember as a kid seeing documentaries and such and history classes in school where they showed clips of the SS and SA marching to Defana Hulk and such and saying, aren't these men so evil?
And to me, I said, well, no, that looks really cool.
I don't know what it was, but there was always something there that attracted me to them and what they did.
I knew that they were right from some gut feeling in my stomach, and quite honestly, I just couldn't explain it.
But I have identified as a National Socialist or Fascist, depending on my mood as a kid, for as long as I can remember.
Much like my comrade Mike, who spoke on the program a few weeks ago, I was introduced to Odinism or Asatru, whatever you want to call it, through black and death metal bands, mostly from Scandinavia and Eastern Europe.
That was really important for me, and I found a pretty spiritual side of myself through that.
However, my introduction to the actual movement as is was kind of different.
My high school offered a pretty great German language program, though it was very politically kosherized.
The linguistic end was taught phenomenally, and we often had opportunities in the summer to go and visit.
European countries on pretty damn cheap budgets.
So I took advantage of that one summer, and I absolutely fell in love with everything I saw there.
The one thing that caught me most and stayed with me most, I believe, was the nationalist undercurrent I observed in Europe, mostly in Germany and Austria, though Budapest had quite a seemingly strong nationalist undercurrent as well.
After all that, I came home and I started researching these different groups of people, like the NPD and the FPO and whoever else, the Jobik Party and...
Hungry, if I'm pronouncing that wrong, I apologize.
But I noticed that these people, yeah, they have some really great things to say and that their message is right, but they just don't do anything.
They honestly believe that someday they'll be voted into power through some kind of majority, and then everything will be fine again.
It's just beyond me that they could see nothing more than that in their own doctrine, that they feel that there's nothing more that they could do.
It's kind of astonishing, honestly.
In Europe, there's always been a tradition of a political soldier, and today the political soldier has become a political activist, and the two are just completely different animals.
I know I'm going to insult a lot of our European listeners when I say this, but guys, Europe is a lost cause as is.
I've seen it.
I've been there.
I know NPD people.
I know BNP people.
And these countries are just failing miserably.
There is overwhelming immigration, overwhelming immigrant birth rates, and pretty much no white replacement birth rate.
It's just a matter of time.
The only way anything is going to get better Sorry, but it's the truth.
Here in North America, however, we have land.
We have a plan.
We have enough of us.
And enough of us.
A mindset to get this done.
We have a place in the Pacific Northwest that we can call home.
That we could do what we need to do, finally, and secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.
If only we would get off our asses and do it.
Our comrades in Europe, though, are outnumbered all the time by commies and such and are facing hate crime charges and hate speech charges and thought crime charges all the time for what they believe.
And even though they don't accomplish anything, they still do it because they know it's right.
We know it's right, and we have a whole lot better options here.
And we don't take advantage of it.
Why is that, guys?
What else do we need to know?
Our race is facing literal extinction in every way possible across the world.
And we have the best option possible, and we are not taking advantage of it.
There is nothing that bothers me more as a person.
I have always been inspired by military and political march kind of songs.
I'll read this now, and I think that it will maybe hit home with a few of you.
The British Union of Fascists, led by Oswald and Mosley, had their own version of the Horst Wesselied, which was called Comrades of the Voices.
Ian Stewart from Screwdriver adopted that and made it into Hail the New Dawn, I believe it was called.
The following lines really say a lot to me, and say a lot about what we need to do and who we are, and I hope it does to you too.
We're of their blood, and spirit of their spirit.
Sprang from that soil, for whose dear sake they bled.
Against vested powers for red front and mass reaction, we lead the fight for freedom and for bread.
We lead the fight, comrades.
Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I would like to discuss Against Democracy and Equality, European New Right by Dr. Tom Sinek.
Now, this was written late in the Cold War era as a doctoral thesis.
As it might be imagined, the title of this book was much debated.
Certainly, the appeal here is only to those in a serious mode of belief.
Questioning, or better yet, outright transcendence.
And this is appropriate because the European New Right is very much concept-driven.
Now, this is especially true in Germany and also in France, and it's much less true in America and England.
In fact, the author of the magazine Scorpion, Michael Walker, eventually got so frustrated with the publishing milieu in England that he eventually would move to the continent and he would end up living in both Germany and France.
Now, this school of thought is looking at the development of Western civilization and they really trace A lot of the issues in the West to Christianity and ultimately on through into Judaism.
They see this religion that is monotheistic.
And it also has this star progenitor of Adam.
And this leads to these theories of equality and individualism that have led, actually, to liberal thought.
And it's interesting to think back, for example, in anthropology.
There was this anthropologist, Leakey, who was living down in South Africa.
And he was a Christian, and he was interested in the story of Adam and Eve in the Bible.
And he believed that there was a single origin for humanity, and he started looking for it in Africa.
But his scientific inquiry was really first driven by this notion of his very strong Christian faith, which is very interesting and dovetails with what this book is saying.
Okay, so all of these views would end up leading to what we now have as liberal thought.
This book, again, was written during the Cold War, and so the concern in this book was that liberalism speaks of equality, but it can't promise economic equality.
Therefore, when individuals and nations become economically frustrated, it was then feared at this time that they might turn to communism.
To the left, history is viewed as a series of eras that were made prior to a restored Eden of a worker's paradise.
There's this concern that we're now in an age where the spiritual is replaced by the physical, but we're still in this Christian modality.
So, in that vein, the New Right claims that Europe today is more Christian now than ever, but it just simply expresses these beliefs much more in the secular arena.
More and more, there is a view of life that is all-encompassing being both social and economic.
Now, in the case of literal communism, the totalitarian nature is by force and therefore very obvious.
In liberal democracy, however, social pressures and money are more the issue.
And because this is not enforced by a totalitarian military dictatorship, most people in the West really don't see it that way.
This book talks about various intellectual theorists that would say that National Socialism was also a form of totalitarianism.
But there are various theories on this, and this book mentions one theory which is favored by the European New Right, and that is that Properly understood, the kind of new order that you have in National Socialism is much more like Plato's Republic,
in that it is an order that does not have hatred for the past, as is seen in Liberalism, and it's also an order that many intellectuals would say is not based in monotheism.
Therefore, it cannot be totalitarian order in that sense.
Now, the New Right is a movement that takes the position of rejecting all determinism, and this is true even of genetic determinism, because the New Right believes that any singularity is essentially totalitarianism.
And so, life is always taken as more important than any absolute worldview.
The New Right also urges disengagement from the influence of both communism and liberalism.
As an antidote to this, it encourages sovereign communities.
So, in many respects, the ideas of the New Right are very similar to the ideas of Parvataka Archeraji when he writes the Dharma Manifesto.
The movement also wishes to disassociate citizenship with nationality, and I'm assuming that this would mean that there's a disassociation of citizenship with physical location, and perhaps a situation where maybe not everyone would actually be a citizen.
The European New Right is non-imperialistic in that they don't wish to impose Western ideas on everyone or Western society on everyone in the world.
And they're also anti-racist.
They don't wish to compare different races and say that one is better than the other, but they are quick to note that endogamy is not racism.
And in concert with this, the new right rejects any type of nihilism.
And their goal ultimately is to weaken leftist hegemony in Europe.
They tend to take a view that's somewhat culturally relativistic.
They see ethics as existing in a social context.
Now, they also want to use technology in concert with the unity of time, they say.
Now, they don't really explain this notion per se, and this may seem like a somewhat vague...
But I think it likely means a respectful development.
The fact is that we live in a very interesting but really a very dangerous time because when I think about the capacities that we're soon going to have, I mean, we're going to very soon have a capacity to direct human evolution if we wish, and we'll probably end up doing that in some way.
We're also going to suddenly have capacity to start colonizing planets.
And I know that sounds so fantastic in science fiction, but that's what's coming up in the future.
And this really scares me because I ask myself, who do I want to be in charge of all of this?
And of course, that's a rhetorical question.
I come to realize that I do have a great dread of the future in that sense.
When I consider the popular sentiments that are about in today's world, and I do look at the distaste that we have for history, the distaste that we have for identity at this time, particularly our own identity, it really scares me.
It's like when I think that the bottom has been hit, I hear a knock from below, as they say.
You see it everywhere you want to look these days.
In every echelon of society.
So, therefore, this is not a time for mildness, but of thoughtful restructuring.
So, I found this book to be a very fulfilling read, despite the fact that its concern with communism is, in some respects, dated at this time.
However, I would say that this book...
Nevertheless, it has taken on a certain timelessness.
So again, I've been discussing Tom Sonnick's book Against Democracy and Equality, and I hope you found this discussion interesting.
Have a good evening and hail victory, comrades.
We're about to die.
18 wheels are rolling.
Are we going to do what they say can be done?
We've got a long way to go.
And it's short time to get there.
I'm best found just like a band that runs.
If you put hard on the belt, some belt will bind their brakes.
Let it all hang out cause we gotta run the base.
No, no, no, no.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from Albany, Georgia.
Picking up a load going to, what is it, Colorado and Utah.
But anyway, I know some of you are probably calling BS on us about the weather in the Puget Sound area, saying that, oh, that weather can't be all that mild and all that.
Well, here's a little history from the trucker's point of view.
The house I bought and am currently living in was built in the mid-1920s.
It was wired for electricity and it has indoor plumbing.
And for the prior 60 years, or prior to my living there, acquiring it, it had no, I repeat, no insulation in the living areas at all.
It had 60 years worth of dust in the attic.
So for 60 years, people have been living in that house with no insulation at all.
So the weather couldn't have been all that outrageously bad through all those years.
I rewired the house the first summer I was in it.
Top floor anyway.
Got rid of all the knob and tube wiring that was up there and put in 12-2 Romex because damned if I was going to go and insulate the attic and have an electrical fire up there.
So, yep, went and...
Rewired the house and then went to a local hardware store that you could go and rent insulation blowers and bought a crap ton of low-end insulation and then insulated the attic and we went from...
Our heating bill got cut in half and we didn't have all that great of a heating system anyways.
At the time, it was an old coal-fired boiler.
Somebody had gone and pulled the door off of, put a...
Metal plate on there and stuck a oil gun burner into and the thermostat controlled the burner and the pump ran continuous so it took forever for the house to heat up and one of the guys at our church was upgrading to gas so I ended up with his old Oil boiler and put that in the basement and rewired that one for where the boiler would maintain temperature and the thermostat controlled the pump so
that was a heck of a lot better but like I said our oil consumption or heating bill basically got cut in half once I blew in insulation up in the attic and we also ended up putting on Vinyl insulation with a layer of foam insulation underneath it.
So, yeah, it's definitely the area that we live in there, the Pugetopolis area, is definitely a milder climate than most areas, I guess.
We do get our heat spells.
It gets up into the 90s, sometimes the triple digits, at least a couple of years.
But for the most part, it...
Doesn't get much below freezing, and it doesn't get super hot.
So anyway, thought I'd throw that in there.
Alright, this is Trucker, signing off from Georgia.
Hope to see you out there on the road, making your scouting trips and your migrations.
Take it easy, comrades.
Have a good one.
Have a good one.
We've got a long way to go.
Any short time you get there I'm whistbound just watch a bandit run I'm whistbound just watch a bandit run Thank you.
You know, I've been reading some chapters from the Weird Aryan History book on this show.
We now have a printed copy available created by Lord Goyhammer and Sir Stephen, and I've sent out to the Northwest Revolution List the email address to contact if you want one of those Weird Arian history books.
Most of those are about Weird Arian history, but as most of you know, if you've actually looked over the chapters, a lot of them are on paranormal things, ghosts, Spring-Heeled Jack, Mysterious Tracks in the Snow, and Devonshire in 1855.
Disappearing ships, that kind of stuff.
Now, as a rule, I will not put paranormal stuff on this show, although we did have one discussion about aliens once with Lord Lucan, because as interesting as I find it, the fact is it's not really relevant to our central purpose in this life, which is to secure the existence of our people and the future for white children.
You may recall that every Halloween I have ghostly music and songs on here, although I have to say I have never yet once descended to playing Monster Mash, but I do have some ghostly type music on here.
This is a song that I suppose I should be saving for Halloween.
Maybe I will play it next Halloween.
It's by a country singer named Bobby Mackey.
Bobby Mackey owns a nightclub in North Kentucky, which has the reputation of being the most haunted nightclub in the world.
There are supposedly all kinds of paranormal phenomenon around there.
People have seen ghosts in the restroom and liquor bottles flying off the bar, that sort of stuff.
Heard ghostly footsteps after hours, blah, blah, blah, blah.
If you watch all the paranormal shows on TV and on YouTube, you probably are familiar with Bobby Mackey.
Anyway, Mackie actually wrote a song about the alleged female ghost who haunts his place.
This is called Johanna.
Way back.
Back in the 30s, in the little town of Wilder, lived an old man and his lovely little daughter.
They ran gambling for a living, it was the best place around.
All the men would come and lay their money down.
Her daddy was a jealous man, but Johanna fell in love.
He kept saying the man dealt a bad hand.
So deep in the night, when all the world is quiet, someone came and took her lover's life.
Johanna, Johanna, where are you now?
Could it be you're still here somehow?
Johanna, Johanna Where are you now?
Is it true you're still here somehow?
Now today it's a different place All the same with a new face With strange mysteries hanging in the air People in their sane minds Swear they see you today Are you looking for the love they took away?
Everyone knows that you couldn't buy the pain So you took your life in the pouring rain You took your life in the pouring rain Joe Holland,
Joe Holland, are you really here?
Has your love returned after all these years?
Now some may not believe it And I won't say it's true But some of us have smelled your rose perfume Johanna, Johanna Are you really here?
Looking for your lover after all these years Johanna, Johanna Are you really here?
Has your love returned after all these years?
Has your loving returned after all these years?
I'm your home.
I'm your home.
I'm going to do something now that I've never, ever done and probably will never do again.
I'm going to read out some excerpts from the party's latest organizational letter, or ORGLED is the Soviet-style abbreviation we usually use.
Circulation of the organizational letter has always been strictly restricted to those who help the Northwest Front in some concrete way other than with words.
I'm going to break that policy now because it's absolutely essential that I find some way to communicate with our internet audience, which I estimate to be around 5,000 people, although there's a lot of duplication on various lists.
Another problem is that our internet audience is riddled with all kinds of spies for the secret police, spies for various NGOs like the Southern Poverty Law Center and the ADL, media reporters, weirdo goat dancers, general lunatics, and other people who are acting on assorted non-14 words agendas.
People who seek actively to do us harm, and that's not paranoia on my part.
Every week I see indications that everything we do on the internet is being monitored.
Now this leads to one of our biggest obstacles.
My inability to sit you down and have a private conversation with you guys and simply tell you what the hell is going on and why and what we need from you so that we can move forward and eventually create that world you read about in my novels.
Everything I say to you guys, I have to tone down and self-censor because of our unpleasant neighbors eavesdropping over the back fence.
And yet the need for me to appeal to you, to communicate with you, to convey information to you is more urgent than ever before.
Now these are a series of excerpts only.
From the Northwest Front Status Report dated May the 15th, 2018, they have unfortunately had to go through a kind of filtering process to remove specific pieces of information which are nobody's business but our own, so they may not make much sense, but this is an attempt to convey information and ideas to you without actually conveying information.
So, it's kind of like a game of charades.
Anyway, here goes.
Long and the short of it, this is it.
The can can't be kicked down the road anymore.
This has to be resolved somehow and resolved this summer.
The Northwest Front has now hit the wall.
I'm operating at the top rate of RPMs possible.
The maximum productivity that I can achieve under my present circumstances and given what I have to work with.
The Northwest Front can go no further until people other than Harold Covington commit and become involved at all levels.
I need adequate funding and loyal, competent, on-hand staff with certain specific skill sets who can assist me in doing what the fuck I'm supposed to be spending my last productive years doing.
By that, I mean creating the commodity that the party...
Sells.
Our product, if you will.
Cranking out the content, as it's called in the entertainment business, and make no mistake, right now white nationalism is largely a form of entertainment.
That has to change.
I'm spending the bulk of my time doing a variety of things that I shouldn't have to be doing.
It's like trying to run the Third Reich from the forward trenches at Stalingrad.
Yeah.
I know that sounds narcissistic on my part.
Again, I don't know what else to tell you.
It is what it is.
I say to you yet again, there are two sources of political power in the world.
Money and the gun.
Since at present we lack the physical courage and the organizational competence to use the gun, that means we have to start with money.
Words are no longer enough.
We have to get some cash now.
No, this time I really mean it.
I'm sorry, but we can't fake this anymore like we've been doing for so long.
We can no longer razzle-dazzle and tap dance around the fact that we have no money.
We can't make with the smoke and mirrors through self-published books and websites and bright, colorful memes on Twitter and podcasts recorded with ancient software on an ancient computer like this one.
A computer which at some point in the near future is probably going to suffer from a catastrophic crash and leave me up shit creek.
We have to step back into the real world that we all left around 2002 or so.
We have no money.
We have to get some.
The real stuff.
The right stuff.
The folding green Federal Reserve notes.
Pictures of Benjamin Franklin.
Many of them.
Not promises.
Not get-rich-quick-pyramid schemes.
Not hurl, hurl, why don't you do this and that for the Dutch uncles.
No more shifties involving many words and no cash.
Like all white nationalist groups, we've gotten as far as we have through generating nothing but words.
And some pretty fine words they've been, if I do say so myself.
Now we've hit the wall, and words alone won't cut it anymore.
It's time for the checkbooks to open.
It's been three years now.
Why are things not moving forward?
Fair enough.
I will tell you why things are not moving forward.
Reason number one.
No money.
We have reached the point where nothing except cash, the real stuff, the green stuff, shekels, simoleons, gelt, the real deal, nothing else will do.
No more words.
The checkbooks have to open.
It's time.
Reason number two, the character issue.
Not enough people willing to maintain an effective and consistent level of involvement to include making their personal migration.
They get frustrated with the lack of immediate spectacular results.
The short American attention span kicks in and they wander away.
Many of those who are willing to help lack the necessary skill sets and mindset because of the way that they have been socially engineered involving not just deliberately inculcated lies and bad habits, but because of what Comrade Don calls learned helplessness.
Many are what I call t-shirt youth, meaning young kids with nothing but the t-shirts on their backs.
Some of them have been cyber-hanging around the periphery of white nationalism for years and are now no longer youths, but guys in their 30s and 40s still with nothing but the t-shirts on their backs.
You know my heart keeps telling me You're not a kid at 33 Now, now is not the time or the place to debate precisely how much of this sad sack stuff among white boys is the result of what factors, but it exists, and it's seriously affecting our racial survival prospects.
Things aren't moving forward with the NF largely because white males, at least the ones we have access to, are no longer men.
Certainly not the men that our great-grandfathers were.
And I'm going to stop right there.
In the Orglet, I go into a lengthy and detailed analysis of the specific failings of 21st century white boys, of a kind which the Dutch uncles tell me is depressing and demoralizing and doesn't do my cause any good, so okay, fine.
I have never understood how this constant evasion of the truth can be a good thing, but this time I'll let all you wiser heads prevail.
According to the chase, we have hit the wall when someone else besides Harold Covington at long last must step forward.
This thing cannot continue to be a one-man band, because the one man is overloaded, stretched to the breaking point, and frankly getting all tuckered out.
The Northwest Independence Movement needs a large and talented collective leadership of the 1776 variety.
Now, we have the makings of such a leadership, but too many of these men are seeking to, quote-unquote, hide in my shadow, as one of you put it.
Well, Harold's shadow ain't going to be there forever.
More often than I care to remember, down through the years, I have heard some variation on, Harold, I'll jump on the bandwagon once it starts rolling.
I know that to many of you who are basically beta males, that makes perfect sense, and you can't understand why I get all upset and rant and rave about all this, or as one guy puts it, I'm willing to help, but I'm not going to get stuck.
Now the times are now such that that attitude just isn't going to cut it anymore.
Somehow, God knows how, white people have to change who and what they are.
And that's the name of that tune.
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, Washington 98310.
Or you can go to the party's website at www.northwestfront.org.
This is Harold Covington, and I'll see you next week.
Until then, Sasha Underban.
Freedom.
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