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June 7, 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 woogle, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I wear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the bikes 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, a rifle known to you and me.
One more roar for signal, token, whistle up and arching tune.
For your bike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon.
Switch 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 did chest rust robbing for the blessed warming light.
War has passed along the valleys like the man she's lonely crew.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
Out from the rising of the moon.
Out from the rising of the moon.
And a thousand flames were flashing at the rising of the moon.
It's June the 7th, 2018.
I'm Harold Covington, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
Okay, since last week's episode consisted of one single podcast, lasting almost an hour and a half, I need to do some catching up this week, so let's hit the email questions again.
This is from a Derek W., and he doesn't say where he is.
Dear HAC, I have an MBA in finance, but I feel like it may not be useful, and it doesn't satisfy my thirst to do something more meaningful.
Are there any professions or skills that you would recommend that would benefit our people for the mathematically, strategically inclined?
Well, first off, Derek, don't be too quick to dismiss that business degree you have.
That's actually something that might prove incredibly useful in the future in a number of ways.
The movement will need contacts in every aspect of life and society, including people in the banking business, especially certain kinds of banking.
Now, I'll give you an example.
A couple of months ago, a guy down in Oregon was apparently serving in his off hours as the webmaster for an internet alt-right group up here in the Northwest called True Cascadia.
Anyway, this guy was doxxed.
By some scum, seems he couldn't resist the temptation to go to Charlottesville last August and parade around with a ticky torch and get his face all over the internet.
Now he knows why I always advise against this kind of LARPing.
At least he didn't get arrested and charged in some stupid scuffle and he's not facing six-figure legal bills now.
Now, after his secret identity as Clark Kent or whatever was revealed, this guy lost his job and fled screaming into the night, taking down the True Cascadia website as he fled.
This True Cascadia group was apparently nothing but net, like so much of the alt-right, and so when their website went, the whole outfit just kind of went poof.
And I do mean poof, since they were apparently connected with Greg Johnson and his scene.
Bet we won't get into that, thweetie.
This guy who was doxxed was a mortgage loan officer for Wells Fargo Bank, I think down in Bend, Oregon.
Contrary to what you've heard, I do in fact try to limit my criticism of other legitimate, non-queer, non-Jewish white nationalists on here, so I will only say that I wish to hell this man had come across the Northwest Front first and joined up with us.
Because we could have made a hell of a lot better use of him where he was instead of throwing him away in order to get one more body walking around with a tiki torch for the enemy to videotape and victimize.
Now, this gets into one of the seeming contradictions in my approach to these things, but if you think about it, it's not really contradictory.
It's just common sense.
Now, periodically, I do get irritated, and I get online, and I berate people who are too terrified even to stay on an email list if I accidentally forget and drop the pod into CC instead of BCC, and I reveal all the email recipient's addresses, which happens about once a year.
I apologize for it, but hey, these things are going to happen.
This is one reason I used to like Yahoo groups.
The party also has a public email contact list that I periodically publish, and sometimes I make some snide comments about people being too timid and frightened even to list an email address so that they can actually physically meet other white people in their area in the flesh.
But you will also note that, at the same time, I refuse to list anyone on that roster if their email contains their actual names.
There are some people on there who have email addresses with a name in them, but that's a pseudonym which they themselves have chosen.
I do believe that if people are too weak and timid and frightened even to meet someone else, then pretty obviously we're not going to be creating any NVA anytime soon.
You can't drive a nail with a marshmallow.
But, that having been said, there is also such a thing as going to the other extreme on this.
There's such a thing as being foolish and reckless and taking pointless and stupid risks, usually because most white Americans don't really understand yet that, no, we really don't have any rights, and that what we do is dangerous.
Always.
Because I have learned down through the years to swim with the sharks and with the dark black things below in the ocean depths.
I haven't been pulled down yet, but that could change tomorrow and I never forget that.
Any white man or woman who dares to be different in Obama's America is always at risk.
If there is to be any hope, eventually we are all going to be required, at least to some degree, to come out of hiding.
To stand erect once again and at least admit to the world that we are who we are, and we will not cease to be who we are, no matter what Sauron does to us.
But that does not mean taking stupid, unnecessary, and pointless risks.
Derek, you need to do what you do now, but do it for us, not for them, and not for yourself.
If you're in a position of some success and influence and wealth in life, then that's your skill.
That's your talent.
That's what you have to give to the party and to the Northwest American Republic.
I'm not just talking about donating money to the Northwest Front, although I certainly expect to see some checks from you with sufficient zeros on them so that they're at least somewhat proportionate to your actual ability to help.
But the party needs operatives and ambassadors and representatives in every industry and every level of society, including finance.
And yes, some of these covert ops, so to speak, these John LeCaire gigs I like to think of them as, some of these will allow you to continue to hide and enjoy the good life, which is what some of us seem to be aiming for.
We want to have our cake and eat it too.
Hey, we're Americans.
That's our thing.
Long and short of it, the party needs both the guy in the suit and the guy in the t-shirt.
I will say this, the first thing you need to do, Derek, is to find some way to make your migration if you're not in the homeland already.
Get in touch with me and we'll start you on the party contact process.
Okay, next up, this is from someone on Twitter using the nickname of Rob Shekelstein.
Dear Miss Covington, I read in your novels about how the Northwest War of Independence was, fictionally, started up by the regime trying to seize some children from a pagan family in Coeur d 'Alene, Idaho, named Singer.
What, in your opinion, is the one Singer-like event that might kick off quote-unquote it in real life?
Right, this is what I usually refer to as crystal ball gazing, but I'll give it a shot.
Now, you have to bear in mind that the first Northwest novel in which the Singer incident was referred to was The Hill of the Ravens, which was written in 2003.
God, 15 years.
Time flies when you're having fun.
Anyway, it's actually kind of dated by now, and the situation has changed a lot from what it was in 2003.
So, I think we have a little bit more to speculate on than I did back then.
I know that a lot of people aren't too enthralled with Donald Trump, but we need to understand that November the 8th, 2016 was a landmark date in this country's history.
Even though he was not one of us, the fact is that Trump is perceived as being one of us.
He dealt an absolute body blow to the liberal George Soros, Rockefeller, Hillary Clinton, blah blah blah establishment.
They went into that election that day fully expecting to win.
Instead, this guy with the orange hair and his basket full of deplorables knocked him out of the ring.
Over a year and a half now, and these people still have not gotten over that.
If you follow the left-wing blogosphere like I do, you will understand.
Or, hell, if you just follow the New York Times or the Washington Post or the mainstream media in any case, you will see that Trump's victory has driven the liberal, progressive, Jewish, Sorosian, whatever you want to call it, establishment, absolutely out of their mind.
It's gotten so obvious that the media has even developed a name for this among themselves, referring to their own coverage of the president.
It's called Trump Derangement Syndrome.
They are in the process of attempting a quasi-legal coup d 'etat in order to undo that election.
They may or may not be able to pull this off.
If they can't, I am convinced they will probably simply have Trump murdered.
In any case, the message to white America will be very clear.
We are not allowed to have a president anymore.
We are not allowed to elect a president anymore.
And if we do, if we're so stroppy that we defy the Hillary Clintons and the Rachel Maddows and the Elizabeth Warrens and the George Soroses of the world, then they will take him away from us.
Precipitate some kind of armed rebellion against the government.
I don't know.
Although for the first time in history, I think we need to at least examine the possibility because American society has become so divided and so volatile.
That it is just faintly possible these days that something might actually set off some kind of chain reaction that will suddenly cause white people to almost spontaneously take those 300 million privately owned firearms out of the closet and out of the gun cabinets and get out into the streets and start taking care of business.
That's possible.
I still think not too likely, but that's a maybe.
And I know that's not what you're asking, Rob.
I know you're talking about the Northwest in particular, and I know you're talking about what might actually precipitate any kind of basically actual armed resistance against the system.
Let me cogitate on this a bit.
I'm ad-libbing here, by the way, in case you can't tell.
Okay, now, does this mean that I believe that if President Trump is impeached, Or if President Trump is murdered, then the white people of the country will just go get their guns out of the closets and run out into the street and start shooting people who need to be shot?
No.
What that will do to the white psyche, if you will, is the forcible or quasi-legal or any kind of removal of this president, this man that we put in there, or we think we put in there, as I say, perception is everything.
Yes, I know Trump is not one of us.
I know that the white people of the country didn't really put him in there as such.
There was a combination of factors.
But again, the fact is that's how he's seen.
He is seen as our president.
Our president is removed by some clear act of chicanery on the part of the system or Robert Mueller or by some funny little man who steps out of a crowd with a pistol in his hand.
What that will do is it will totally and utterly sever the link between the white people of this country who are still a majority, let us remember, and who even when we become no longer the majority, we will still be the largest minority.
So it's not as if they will be able to afford to completely and utterly disregard our wishes until such time as they succeed in disarming us.
But that's not going to happen in the case of Trump.
In the case of Trump, they've just flipped out.
I think they've thrown their own plans and their own schedule out the window.
They're really cracking in on the gun control right now.
I don't think they're going to be able to do that.
They can't move fast enough.
And so what we're going to have in the event of Trump's quasi-legal overthrow or else subsequent to his assassination or subsequent to whatever it is they do to remove him from office and punish us for voting for him on November the 8th, 2016.
As I said, the link, the bond between the white majority in this country and the United States government will be permanently severed.
None of us will ever trust the government again.
It will basically become almost impossible morally and practically for a white man to be a cuck anymore because it's just so obvious that this is not our government, this is not our country, that we are ruled by people who do not care what we think or what we want.
That in itself will produce a situation where, at the very least, white people are going to start looking thoughtfully at their guns, put it that way, because once they understand that this is it, that it's not going to get any better, that these people intend to remain in power with authority over our lives forever, that they will not share it, that even when they are defeated under their own rules, when they are beaten in an election, they will not accept it.
They will simply undo it in some way by hook or crook.
Once that is understood, I think the thought of actual resistance, of actual direct action, is going to enter the minds of millions.
Of white people, mostly white men, especially younger white men who will come to understand quite clearly that they have no future in this country anymore and that they're just going to spend the rest of their lives being belittled and insulted and degraded and divorced and humiliated sexually, personally and politically and economically in the workplace, etc., etc., being blamed for everything.
Because what's going to happen after the removal of Trump, probably in 2020, is going to be what I call the revenge presidency.
Most likely the revenge president will be this high-yellow mulatto negress from California called Kamala Harris.
They seem to be greasing the skids for her, but it might be Pocahontas herself, Elizabeth Warren from Massachusetts.
It might be this woman, Kirsten Gillibrand from New York, but it will be a woman because it is absolutely essential to these liberal Democrat Team Soros people with their identity politics that Trump must be defeated and be seen to be defeated by a woman.
Preferably a woman of color.
Quote, unquote.
That's their term.
Although Kamala Harris is so damn light, she's even lighter than Obama.
I'm surprised the actual niggers don't get all upset about this business of running all these light-skinned half-breeds and telling everybody they're black.
Anyway, what is coming one way or the other in 2020 after the overthrow of Trump is a revenge presidency.
The Democrats will simply pull out all the stops, all of their vote frauds.
They'll fall back on their four F's as far as the Democratic base goes.
Foreigners, felons, faggots, and fraud.
Basically, in 2016, they got blindsided.
They honestly were convinced that they were going to win, that they didn't need to really hustle.
Hillary's campaign was lackluster at best, and basically Trump snuck up on him.
The white people of the country snuck up on him and whipped him on November the 8th, 2016.
And if you...
I will still get on YouTube, and I will go back on YouTube and look at the coverage from that night, and just to see those liberals screaming and crying and hollering and howling at the moon when they realize they've lost.
Anyway, enough of that.
I'm rambling.
I'm sorry.
Like I said, I'm out of living here, but...
In 2020, we're going to get a revenge presidency.
The things that will be done during that revenge presidency might actually precipitate armed resistance.
Now, I know I'm rambling here.
This is not really what Rob Shekelstein wanted, but it's not a topic that I can really crystal ball gaze on too much because there's just so many variables.
There's so many things that could happen.
In my fictional novels, the revolution was precipitated by an attack on a family in a community in the Northwest.
Realistically speaking, unless the party itself gets its act together through professionalization, we might not be talking about the Northwest.
We might be talking about just the general collapse of society.
And somebody on Twitter pointed out that white nationalists of all stripes for the past hundred years have been kind of like religious We
predict system collapse, like religious nuts predict the end of the world.
It never happens.
Sometimes we even go so far as to set dates and it never happens.
So you've got to understand, everything I'm saying here is purest speculation because we just don't know how the dice are going to fall.
I do believe that there will be a serious attempt made to remove Donald Trump from office, either legally or through assassination, through violence, or possibly through the courts, possibly through a military coup of some kind.
I can see Trump being betrayed and arrested by his Secret Service bodyguards, that sort of stuff, and hauled off to Guantanamo Bay, something like that.
I don't know if this guy Pence would even try to succeed him or whether he has the balls, but in any case, I believe that one way or the other, in 2020, we're going to be looking at the revenge presidency of Kamala Harris or some other bimbo.
That is when it's going to get hairy.
There could be a number of things that would set off a completely disillusioned, angry and resentful white population that's got all those 300 million guns.
I don't think it would be an individual incident directed against an individual family like the singer thing that's described in my novels.
That's more of a local thing.
Although, if something got nationwide coverage, like, for example, the ATF or some kind of federal goons attempted to raid somebody's house and seize their guns, and it was one of these old codgers that doesn't give a damn anymore, and he opens fire, and he actually has a little bit of a siege there, and the feds go in and just clearly murder this man, drag him out, and, you know, shoot him, something like that.
Another Waco could do it.
Another Ruby Ridge could do it.
But what's going to have to happen in any case is a white leadership is going to have to assert itself.
I mean, God knows we're having difficulty enough building white leadership cadres here in the Northwest.
How these leaders and how this whole infrastructure is just going to spontaneously generate all across the country, as our own little fundamentalists seem to believe will happen if they just have enough faith, I don't know.
See, this is one of the things I've been talking about as far as party professionalization goes.
The main reason for professionalization is not to wake people up or to have a nice big shiny headquarters or to make lots of nice podcasts or videos.
The purpose is for us to be organizationally ready when some spark does strike and all of a sudden we have a window of opportunity.
The Northwest Imperative teaches that one of the ways we need to be doing this is to reduce the problem to manageable proportions, i.e.
localize it here in the Northwest.
If we have to wait for all of the different factors to come into play for some kind of nationwide revolution, that's just too complex.
Probably there will not be any kind of nationwide revolution.
I'm sure a lot of us have toyed in the past with the idea that there is going to be this big Simon Bolivar-type figure who will just suddenly arise.
And he will get everybody to get their guns out of the closets, and we'll all march on Washington, D.C., and sweep all of the opposition before us, and the Mexicans and the various beaners will yell, I can all go run south of the border again, fleeing back across the Rio Grande in terror, and the niggers will just slink back to their shacks on the wrong side of the tracks, and none of the army units will resist, and our new president figure will have a ticker tape parade down Pennsylvania Avenue, and then we can all go back and plunk down.
in front of the TV and pop the top on a cold one.
We don't think too much more in-depth than that, to be frank.
It's not going to be like that.
There would not, in my opinion, be one incident that would precipitate an outright armed revolution in this country that will finally sweep this tower of filth away.
God, I wish it would happen.
God, I hope I'm wrong.
I would cut off my own ghoulies in order to live long enough to just, even if I couldn't participate, just watch it on the internet or TV, which of course is a lot of us what we think we're going to be doing.
We think all this is just going to happen in a vacuum and we ourselves won't have to be personally involved and we can just watch it all and go, yay!
And then go look at porn on the internet or something and that's not going to happen either.
When this thing does come apart, as it will, one way or the other, It is going to be cataclysmic.
None of our lives will ever be the same.
Beyond that, Rob, I don't know.
I just, I can't really speculate because there are so many variables.
There are so many things that might tip things one way or the other.
I do believe that American society is now sufficiently unstable so that we need to be thinking in terms of something like this, some kind of collapse.
I know the old saw is that it should be economic, and that may be it.
That may precipitate it.
We could have another massive recession, about three times as bad as 2008.
That would quite possibly precipitate something.
I still like my old favorite about how there's some kind of computer glitch in the EBT system.
And the first of the month rolls around and all of a sudden 60 to 70 million niggers and illegal aliens and general scum won't be getting their welfare checks and they won't be able to go down to the mini-mart and buy their ho-hos and their purple drink and their night train wine.
That might happen.
Some kind of economic collapse.
Hell, it could be a plague.
But the thing is that in the past, American society has always proven...
Sufficiently resilient and sufficiently wealthy.
Basically, America solves problems by throwing money at it.
But they've been able to survive.
The system has managed to stabilize.
But it's like a ship.
I've used this simile before.
It's like a big ocean liner.
Think the Titanic or the Lusitania.
And it's just sinking.
Slowly, slowly, slowly.
A little bit more every year.
But it's sinking on an even keel.
So, the people down in steerage and the crew down below trying to stoke the furnace are already drowning.
But up on the top decks, the band is still playing and everyone's doing the Macarena and sipping the Mai Tais and having fun, all the rich people.
The ship is slowly sinking beneath them, but it's sinking on an even keel and so nobody notices.
What we're talking about here, Rob, is some event that would all of a sudden knock that sinking ship off the even keel and cause it to go stern up or bow up and go dood-dood-dood-dood-dood very quickly.
Right now, we've reached a point where that is possible.
Okay, I realize I am just totally rambling here, but I hope this gives you something vaguely resembling an answer to your question.
I wish I could go into more detail.
It's possible that as events occur over the next few months or few years, I might be able to make some more specific predictions.
My guess...
When it happens, it's going to come hard, it's going to come fast, and everybody, including me, is going to be just staring at our internet screens before they go black.
And we're going to watch what's going on, and we're going to say, God damn, I think this might be it, Vern!
Well, let's hope so anyway.
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you you you Good evening, comrades.
Tonight I would like to discuss Towards the White Republic by Michael O'Meara.
Now, this is a series of essays discussing a process of radicalization occurring within the author, but also within Sam Francis and the movement at large.
Francis desired a return to America of the 50s.
He regarded secession as a surrender and did not want to alienate the typical American.
However, this notion of the typical American is less and less operational and, even if it were, is drowned out by many other constituents.
Now, in slightly more recent times, Some conservatives have become interested in focusing on certain symptoms which they mistake for causes.
And when I say this, I'm particularly thinking of the moral politicians.
Rick Santorum is a perfect example of this.
They praise traditional lifestyles without asking what underlying social, economic, and biological factors tend to create these favored and upright lifestyles.
O'Meara wants to discuss the need for myth in nation building, and this author is highly impressed by the Northwest novels.
Indeed, this book sometimes reads like something of an advertisement for the Covington novels.
He sees these novels as the most realistic calling to contemplate.
And I don't know whether he's saying this in American or global terms, although I do know this book is more catered to Americans.
Now, to those who say this is impossible, they should look to history to study rebellions en masse, which have only been impossible until they suddenly were not.
Now, this author is not a lover of retrospective.
The author reminds us that if Americans were ever really racialist, or if America was ever really a racialist place, it was only so in an incidental way.
And he reminds us that communism came from the same liberal tree.
However, in the Soviet Union, the collapse was different.
And the reason for this was in the Soviet Union, a lot of people, for example, lived in extended family groups, and they also had not only the collective farms that we've heard so much about, but also they tended to garden collectively.
So they had more local food security, and they also were not so dependent on having to, for example, drive long distances as Americans would be.
Even though the Soviet Union was vast, the American culture is much more dependent on driving and also on supermarkets.
So when the collapse comes, the collapse that he's anticipating is going to be much harder.
This author hopes that when this happens, whites will turn to a more communal life.
Now, this book was written back in 2010, so the author discusses the Obama administration and also the SNL scandal.
This makes the book somewhat disappointingly dated, and I really wonder what this author would say had he written the book in the last couple of years.
This author wants to add his voice into this mix because when he looks around, he sees that the race realists are either fools or they're agents.
And of course, he knows that the mainstream left tends to really be hostile to white interests, whereas the mainstream right, such as Republicans, well, they don't really care.
O'Meara states that America is not so good at asymmetrical conflicts, and he says that something has to be given up.
Now this is either going to be self-hatred, or it's going to be ourselves.
Unlike Kevin MacDonald, O'Meara does not believe that the Frankfurt School is all that responsible for modern philosophies, even if the Frankfurt School had wanted to be, and I suppose you could say it wanted to be.
Instead, O'Meara sees nihilism as something that grows out of the American experience.
However, O'Mara still notes that we are in essentially a Jewish century, and he talks in this book about how Middle America is also linked into a certain techno-economic culture that's been particularly in place since the end of the Second World War.
This author has become really convinced of this mantra that there's really nothing to be conserved anymore.
The past never dealt squarely with issues of identity and power, for example.
When you talk about the literature of a different time, the various racial literature that was...
This type of educational literature was designed for a very politically different time, but the author admits that such literature can still play an educational role.
However, the author fears that the foreseeable future will be one of utter ruin.
And in this situation, people have to be motivated.
And they're not going to really be motivated by notions of IQ or even things like crime statistics.
But...
They're going to, of course, be motivated by, well, first of all, just raw survival, and that's going to have to be peppered with some kind of myth.
And the answer has to admit, he really doesn't know what form this myth will ultimately take.
That's really impossible to predict.
So all I can say is that here we have an author that is looking to some sort of...
Relatively catastrophic or even somewhat apocalyptic future.
I'm not really sure how this apocalyptic future is going to come about.
I don't know if it's going to come about in an automatic way or if it's going to be somehow more constructed that's not really clear.
The author leaves that rather interpretive.
So I hope you enjoyed this discussion.
Again, I've been discussing Michael O'Meara's Towards the White Republic.
So have a good evening and hail victory, comrades.
We'll see you next time.
We've got a long way to go, and it's a short time to get there.
I'm best around just like a band that runs.
If you put hard on the belt, some help will bind them brakes.
Let it all hang out, cause we gotta run the band.
The number of boys...
Greetings, comrades.
This is the Trucker coming at you from Tacoma, Washington.
Do to deliver this later on this afternoon, or actually this evening.
And I don't know if you realize it or not, those of you that haven't made it out here for the scouting trip, or better yet, the migration, how much farmland is actually out here.
Mr. Covington is not blowing smoke up your stern orifice there on this one.
As I've been bouncing back and forth across the homeland here the last few days, the majority of the southern section of Idaho and the eastern section of Washington, east of the Cascades, and some of it west of the Cascades also, and a lot of Oregon west of the Cascades, on either side of the I-5 corridor, is the majority of it is farmland.
The only parts that are basically inundated with people, mostly liberals, And left-wing wackos are along the I-5 corridor, like starting up there by, not so much by Bellevue, but starting around Everett on down through Olympia.
You've got a few other cities along I-5, south of Olympia and stuff.
You've got that big eyesore called Portland, and then south of it, Eugene and Salem, down there in Oregon.
And then you've got a big one over there in Boise, Idaho, and Spokane, Washington, and the Coeur d 'Alene area there in Idaho.
Right across the line from Spokane.
But the rest of it is either pretty much either farmland, forest, or mountains.
So there is a lot of it, a lot of area.
Oh, I forgot about Montana.
The majority of it, other than, was it Missoula and Butte and Helena and Grand are up there.
Anyway, yeah, the majority of that is all, like I say, either forest, farmlands, or mountains.
So, yeah, there's a lot of area to grow into.
We end up producing and exporting one hell of a lot of produce out here in this area.
I mean, granted, we don't do citrus fruits, but cherries, apples, pears, asparagus, corn on the cob, wheat, barley, hay.
We grow it all out here.
Potatoes?
Oh, crap.
We got, like I said, in other tidbits.
We do a lot of potatoes, too.
So, you definitely will not end up starving out here.
And, oh, yeah, beef, too.
Yeah.
There's a lot of beef out here, especially there in western Montana and see a lot of...
Cows running around in Idaho and eastern Washington.
Some in western Washington, too.
But, yeah, if we end up pulling this off, we will definitely be able to produce all our own foods, with the exception of, like I say, citrus.
But I'm sure we can figure out a way to do that in greenhouses on a big scale if we need to.
So, anyways.
Alright, well, this is the Trucker, signing off from Tacoma, Washington, with another Thoughts from the Driver's Seat.
Have a good one, comrades.
Hope to see you out there on the road making your scouting trips and your migration soon.
Greetings, comrades.
This is the trucker coming at you from Burley, Idaho.
And this is kind of a little from the trucker's driver's seat thing about farming, farmland, and all that.
In my travels around the country, see different areas and stuff like the Midwest and all kinds of corn and wheat growing out there, sugar beets and potatoes and all that.
Well, we grow all that here in the homeland also.
California, boy, they really love to talk about their Imperial Valley and that they're the breadbasket of the United States.
Well, in my travels up and down I-5, all I see is field upon field of the last few times I've gone.
I mean, yeah, there were some areas that were actually growing stuff, but there were a lot of barren fields, and there was a lot of signs about, you know, no water equals no food.
They're bitching and pissing and moaning about not having any water.
They're trying to blame Congress for it and all that kind of shit.
Well, gee whiz.
You go and plant farmland or try to grow and grow stuff and claim it's farmland, but you're trying to grow crops that take more water than what the area could support.
And you've also got different cities and communities and stuff popping up that they're wanting water too, and they're pulling it from different states and whatnot.
I guess a lot of it comes over from the Colorado River and different aqueducts and stuff they've got set up.
Yeah, up here in the homeland, we've got irrigation ditches also.
But we've actually got rivers that have water in them that they go and can support.
What their crops are growing.
Up here in Idaho, coming across here the last couple of days, because I've done a couple of loads in and out of the Idaho area, central Idaho, here on I-84.
Like, I loaded over in Nampa, come out of Salt Lake, and ran up there to pick up a load, take it over to another driver in Wyoming, and then come back up here with his load, and dropped it, and going to be loading potatoes in the morning, tomorrow morning on Saturday.
The Snake River, man, that thing is full of damned water.
They don't have a big water shortage up here in the Northwest because, hey, we actually grow crops in areas where it rains, that moisture that comes down out of the sky, rather than California where they get like a few inches of rainfall during the year and they've got to go and pipe water in from other states and stuff.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to live in an area that has water that can actually support the cities?
The farmer's growing crops and you're not on water rationing and all that kind of crap.
You don't end up getting fines for washing your car or watering your lawn or whatever.
But hey, that's just me venting from the driver's seat here.
So, okay, well, comrades.
This is the Trucker coming at you from Burley, Idaho, hoping like hell to see you out here making your scouting trips and your migration soon.
Alright, this is the Trucker signing off and gotta go pick up a load of spuds in the morning.
Alright, take it easy comrades and have a good one and hope you had a nice Memorial Day weekend.
Greetings comrades, this is the trucker coming at you from Superior, Montana.
Yesterday I picked up a load of Idaho onions and potatoes headed to North Dakota and traded out this morning with another driver.
But anyway, you don't need to know all that.
But what I did do is I splurged and spent $31.80, that's including the Idaho Governor's Cut, for 100 pounds of Idaho potatoes in the 40 count.
So we're talking 40 potatoes to a box.
50 pound box.
So, each potato is weighing in at or over, or right around, one pound a piece.
So, they're really good meal-sized potatoes, all in themselves.
You don't see this size normally in a supermarket.
They don't normally, I guess they usually do the 50 or 60 or 80 count boxes, and you don't get big potatoes like this in a supermarket.
So, that's one way of doing it out here in the homeland, is you can go right down to the packing houses, and you can purchase however many you want.
It was $15 for a 50-pound box.
So, at the 40 count that I got, I forget what the other ones were.
They may have been less.
But, anyway, you can go and get onions the same way, or whatever produce they happen to be packaging up and shipping out here in the homeland, be it.
Corn on the cob or whatever floats your boat.
And for those of you carnivores out there, you can go and buy whole cows and get your meat that way rather than running down to the store.
You just go and have the cow butchered however you want and get whatever kind of cuts of meat you want out of it and stuff and have it packaged up and throw it in the freezer.
That eliminates a whole lot of trips to the grocery store and a whole lot of supermarket markup and trucking companies' transportation costs and all that if you go and get it yourself.
And it's just a thought from the driver's seat.
So, it's a nice day out here in the homeland.
Low 70s.
Nice breeze blowing here in Superior, Montana.
The water is flowing real nicely in the rivers.
Might be another thing you want to look at is don't move to an area that doesn't have abundant water, where water flows, food grows, and people prosper.
Unlike down there in California, when I go through some of the growing areas there in the Imperial Valley, from the Grapevine on up northward to Sacramento, I see a whole lot of orchards that have been cut down, fields not growing anything, and all kinds of billboards out there blaming Congress for the lack of water.
Well, the lack of water is because they're having to go and bring it in from out of state because they put too many people and try to grow too much crap in an area that doesn't get enough rain.
So, it'd be a novel concept if you actually grew stuff where the water flowed.
And guess what?
Up here in the homeland...
The water is definitely flowing.
The Jefferson and the Madison and the Little Blackfoot Rivers and the North, or not North Fork, but anyway, one of the other big rivers.
The name escapes me at the moment.
Man, they're flowing big time.
Alright, this is the Trucker coming at you from Montana.
Hope to see you out there on the road making your scouting trips and your migration soon.
We're bound to die.
We've got a long way to go, any short time you get there, I'm pressed down just by the bandit run.
This is Brian Lewis.
I think my dog's a Democrat.
And it breaks my heart to have to say an ugly thing like that.
But there's a big old tile of evidence that all points towards the fact.
My dog might be a Democrat.
I pay for all his health care and I buy everything he eats.
I provide him with a place to live just to keep him on the streets.
But he just acts like he's entitled.
Even trying to unionize the cat.
Yeah, I think my dog's a Democrat.
He shoots up the Constitution that I keep on display.
And every time Benghazi's on TV, he looks the other way.
What difference at this point does it make?
I know he's a liberal, even if he won't admit it.
He put on my living room rug and tried to tell me George.
Bush did it He ain't got no papers And what really gets my goal Is if he could find a ride to town Well, I know they'd let him vote Well,
sure, we've had some good times And he's been fun to have around Whoever barks about my right to bear arms, I'm gonna have to have him put down.
*Screams*
Who's a good boy?
Who's a good boy?
I pay for all his health care, and I buy everything he eats.
I provide him with a place to live just to keep him on the streets.
You'd have to be a socialist to ever act like that.
So my dog must be a Democrat.
His behavior has been hidden that his mom might be Mrs. Clinton.
I'll take my dogs.
Spread the wealth, government health, flea-bitten Democrat.
Dang it.
Bye.
Thank you.
Okay, people, listen up, because I'm going to say some things now which most likely need to be said.
But with any luck, this is the last time I'm going to say them, so pay attention.
This is my official, definitive statement on this topic.
I got an email from a young man who recently became associated with the Northwest Front.
And he, in turn, was cyber-hanging with some other person or persons unknown, and the upshot of that was that this young man came to me and asked me some questions, the upshot of which have to do with our movement's strange and confusing past, specifically about my relationship with the late Dr. William L. Pierce.
It's no coincidence that I sometimes refer to myself as the principal of movement junior high, or I talk about our kind being adolescents of all ages.
There are times when this bizarre little thing of ours, on which so much depends, and on whom such a terrible burden of history rests, resembles nothing so much as a bunch of 14-year-old girls giggling and gossiping on the phone.
One of the hallmarks of movement man is an almost insatiable lust for gossip.
This appears to go hand in hand with the kind of obsession with the past to the exclusion of any present or future that I mentioned here on this program a few weeks ago.
Dr. Pierce himself once referred to this as the movement's unhealthy fascination that for some reason seems to grip us all.
There are a number of psychological, sociological, and political causes of this trait of ours, which I won't get into, but it exists.
And it's one of the many unpleasant facts of life that I've always had to deal with in my work.
On several occasions, I have in fact had to deal with that unhealthy fascination on this program, when approached with questions by bona fide people who, in my view, are not gossips or internet trolls, but who have heard some of this happy horse shit either from other people, We're nowadays on the internet, and they've become genuinely and legitimately curious about these strange stories they keep hearing.
For example, down through the years, I've given what I consider to be definitive statements on the John Hinckley incident, on the Asheville case, on Greensboro, and on the ghastly shambles of Frank Collin.
Definitive statement being my term for, that's all you're going to get, because the crisis is upon us now, and we just don't have.
Time for this crap.
This endless navel-gazing and constant hashing and rehashing of the past as an excuse not to face up to the present and the future." Okay, then.
For the ages, here is my definitive statement on Dr. William L. Pierce.
William Pierce was of an earlier movement generation than mine, the generation that produced a lot of real heavies like Ed Fields, Willis Cardo, Matt Kale, James Warner, Ralph Forbes, Tom Robb, and above all, Lincoln Rockwell.
I only met him a few times down through the years, and that only briefly in connection with other business.
I was not, and do not claim to have been, a friend or a confidant, nor do I claim to have any inside knowledge or any special insight into his thought processes.
We did, however, correspond fairly regularly down through the years.
At one stage, during the early 1980s, there was a very brief discussion about my coming up to Arlington, where Pierce was living at the time, and becoming his assistant and understudy.
This was after I left the NSPA and before Pierce acquired the West Virginia property.
These discussions were brief, and to the best of my recollection, I was the one who declined to take them further.
But Pierce and I remained civil and exchanged occasional letters and phone calls until the mid-1990s, when there was an overall deterioration in the situation in the National Alliance, which those who were around at the time will recall.
I do have three resources in assessing Dr. Pierce and his career.
First, I've had contact down through the years with many people who did know him well and who were confidants and who were present in Hillsborough and elsewhere when certain things went down.
Secondly, I have the public record of what Pierce and others associated with the National Alliance did.
Thirdly, I have the standard through which so much must be assessed and judged.
Observed Behavior If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck.
Occam's razor.
The simplest explanation is usually the correct one, which is also formulated as, most things are exactly what they appear to be.
Overall, there can be no question that Bill Pierce was probably the most outstanding personality that modern white nationalism has yet produced.
I don't say leader.
Because with a few exceptions, like Tamander Rockwell and Robert Matthews, we don't produce leaders anymore, and that includes myself.
I was a leader once long ago when I was provided with a few basic resources to work with.
I may be a leader again if you will provide me with a few basic necessary resources to work with.
But for the moment, I'm just a personality, a reasonable-sized fish in a very small pond in an obscure corner of the internet entertainment world.
I still have hopes of becoming more than that, even at my time of life.
That's up to you guys.
Unlike so many of us, William Pierce actually had some real-world credentials and could have been at least a middling success in a small corner of that real world, which he voluntarily gave up to follow George Lincoln Rockwell, and I have always given him high marks for that.
Pierce is probably the closest thing that we have to a success story in purely material terms.
When he died, he was running a mail-order business that was grossing over a million dollars a year, selling books and independent music CDs.
Much of his sales volume came from selling satanic heavy metal CDs.
I disagreed profoundly that we should be having anything to do with a world which is also connected to drugs, mental illness, crime, and all kinds of perversion.
And I told Pierce so at the time.
He responded, as many have since, that I was being a puritanical old fogey, or at that time a middle-aged fogey, and that our movement's need for money was so urgent and desperate that anything went.
I disagreed, and obviously I still do.
I still believe that, yes, Virginia, there is such a thing as dirty money.
Pierce did not.
I'm barely one cut above homeless right now, and Pierce died on a 330-acre estate with buildings, staff, tractors, SUVs with leather bucket seats, several middle-aged concubines, and enough money to make sure that his deathbed was surrounded by buzzards waiting to tear in and rip the carcass apart once he was dead.
So what does that tell you?
William Pierce was a brilliant man who pioneered the field of white nationalist fiction.
Not many authors can be said to have founded an entire literary canon, but Bill Pierce did.
His novels, The Turner Diaries and Hunter, were the first in the genre.
He was followed by many others, including myself, Billy Roper, Gregory Kaye, Ward Kendall, Kyle Bristow, and I expect many more to come.
These books are an accomplishment that nothing can ever take away from him.
William Pierce was a master of the National Socialist Dialectic and a great writer and theoretician.
His National Socialist World Journals are now collector's items that fetch stunning sums on eBay.
Some of his articles, such as his biography of Commander Rockwell and his panegyric The Measure of Greatness written to commemorate the 100th birthday of the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler, as well as many of his other articles in National Vanguard and his scripts for American dissonant voices, are some of the best written work that the post-1945 movement ever produced.
William Pierce devoted his entire adult life to the cause of National Socialism and white survival.
I don't know if he ever actually used the term.
I can't recall, but he was one of the greatest servants of the 14 words we've produced, and he left behind a legacy that is still valid and useful today.
Furthermore, Pierce fought the good fight for 40 years, and he still managed to die in his own bed without ever having served a day in prison, and that is of itself an incredible life achievement for one of us.
I've never spent a night in jail myself, but I still have four arrests and two suspended jail sentences over 50 years.
There can be no question, William L. Pierce was one of our best.
I have never denied that.
And I always acknowledged that fact while he was alive.
All of that having been said, there are some problems.
I do not refer to gossip or slander or silly ideological quibbles about how many stormtroopers can dance on the head of a pin, or personality clashes or quarrels over money and mail-order book sales.
Or stealing one another's members and donors as with most of our usual petty movement bullshit.
I am talking about problems with specific people, names, dates, places, specific and irrefutable actions and events that no one is making up or exaggerating or spinning.
I refer to things which are matters of public record in some cases, and in other cases which I have had described to me by reliable people who were involved and present.
I refer to a number of incidents involving me personally, which I know and others know actually happened the way I say they happened, with publicly available documentation of that fact.
This is not fake news.
It is, however, old news.
Some of the most troubling and disturbing of this stuff predates the internet.
All told, a picture emerges over the years of a series of facts and events which is difficult to reconcile with Pierce's innocence.
Remember Occam's razor.
Usually, things are exactly what they appear to be.
Secondly, as anyone who was involved with Hillsborough around the turn of the century can testify, For the last four or five years of William Pierce's life, there were some things over which a discreet and respectful veil should be drawn.
I remember hearing at the time from people who had access to Hillsborough that Pierce was suffering from the onset of Alzheimer's disease.
I have no idea if this was true.
I do know that he was severely ill with the kidney disease that eventually killed him, and he was almost certainly in a good deal of intermittent pain.
I presume that he was on some kind of medication for all this, and what with one thing or another, there seems to have been occasions when his judgment was affected.
His last days have a certain flavor of King Lear about them.
I believe I know what happened, more or less.
I will not go into any further detail now, or most likely ever.
The man is dead.
He's been dead for sixteen years, and as the phrase goes, now he belongs to the ages.
Times have changed.
The crisis of civilization is now roaring down on us like an oncoming freight train, and we have much more important and urgent things to be doing with our time than engage in an endless post-mortem on a past which is increasingly distant and increasingly irrelevant.
One of these days, when the hurly-burly's done, when the battle's lost and won, When we finally get the time for digressions in a homeland of our own, where we have state power, us guys in our wee little movement are going to sit down and have a conversation, as the lefty libs say.
A post-mortem on the nutty 90s, not the decade itself, but a kind of a 15-year decade, that period from 1987 to 2002, which I refer to generically as the nutty 90s.
From the year of Glenn Miller's freak-out to the death of William Pierce.
Those of us who were there and remember need to sit down and talk it all out and figure it all out on the record.
Kind of like Holocaust survivors.
Exactly who really did what and why.
Who was carrying whose water and who was signing whose checks.
But that time is not now.
We have a war to win.
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.
Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow filled in the name of 98. Thank God it still is beating hearts in manhood's morning noon.
Who would follow in their footsteps at the rising of the moon?
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon.
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