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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Hush-a-woopal, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, where the gathering is to be.
In the old spot by the river, right well known to you and me.
One word more for signal, token whistle of the marching 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 With your bike upon your shoulder Greetings from the Northwest homeland, comrades.
The date is Thursday, February 14th, 2019.
I'm Andy Donner, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
I'm Andy Donner, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
I wasn't actually sure what to play for this week's rerun, and as I was searching for other episodes to answer questions people left in recent RFN comments, an actual Valentine's Day episode from 2013 appeared in my searches.
And I figured, hey, why not?
I actually like the content in this one.
So here you go.
Okay, so once again this week, I'm kind of up to my ass and alligators.
A lot of things happening.
Good things.
But stuff that is taking up a lot of my time, and so this week's show is once again going to be a little rushed and ad libby.
So please bear with me and take all the usual disclaimers as read.
First off, there are some supporters that I'd like to give a shout-out to.
Thanks to the comrade in Arkansas who actually acted on one of my suggestions and sent me some CDs of Radio Free Northwest podcasts, for which I'm deeply grateful.
Keep it up.
Please send me as many as you can make, and I'll be talking about this topic a little bit later on.
Also, I want to thank Comrade Andrew.
Not Comrade Andy, who's been on here, but Comrade Andrew from the East Coast.
He knows what he did, and I'm deeply appreciative.
Finally, I'd like to thank the comrade who facilitated my substance abuse problem by sending me the box of cigars.
I am deeply appreciative of that.
I maybe would point out that my favorite pipe tobacco is something called IQ, and I can't buy it over the counter here without taking a long bus ride way the hell and gone into the city and finding a tobacco shop that's not run by Koreans.
But since that might be construed as soliciting you folks to send me tobacco in the mail, which is a violation of the precious and divinely ordained law of our lords and masters, and which would fill me with horror if you were to do so, then I won't mention that.
That my favorite pipe tobacco, which I can't buy around here locally, is called IQ.
I won't mention that at all.
I suppose we'll start with a current events rundown.
The most obvious headline story for the week is this former police nigger, Christopher Dorner, who's running around showing his butt in Southern California, or maybe by now he's down in Mexico, claiming that he's a victim of racism and therefore he's going to whoop up on the Los Angeles Police Department, yada, yada, yada.
I'm sure we're all familiar with the story because it's all over everywhere.
Now, I'm making this on Tuesday afternoon, February the 12th, and this is an ongoing story.
I suspect that one way or the other it will probably be over in a few days.
Quite possibly over even by the time that most of you are hearing this, when the cops finally run him to earth and shoot him down, as they almost certainly will if they can catch him without any television cameras or people with smartphones around who might video record them.
So, anything I have to say right now has to be taken in that context, that I do not at this time know what's going to happen, and that events could overtake and invalidate some or all of what I have to say here.
Now, the first point is one that has already been made by the right-wing radio talk show hosts in abundance.
Although, what good that's going to do, I don't know, since they only reach the dwindling, normal, white population of the country, and other people aren't allowed to hear their points of view.
Indeed, I remember once I worked at a company in Seattle where I was told up front that we could have a small radio in our cubicle, but if I was caught listening to Rush Limbaugh, I would be fired immediately.
Anyway, this forbidden point is that Dorner has a cheering section on the left among the ruling party in our new one-party state.
He has a lot of supporters on the hippy-dippy Obama team, the Occupy Wall Street crowd, etc.
Although, of course, that support is all on the internet and therefore, like most of our support, has no substance in the real world or any actual effect on events.
They're calling him a modern-day Django, which, again, goes to prove, if we needed any more proof, that these racist movies like Django, Unchained, and Machete, and Roots do, in fact, have the effect of provoking hatred against whites.
This is kind of strange, since the two victims that he seems to have so far actually stalked and killed deliberately were both non-white, a Vietnamese woman and her nigger boyfriend, who was also a cop.
The other cop he shot in Riverside, Officer Michael Crane, was white.
But we don't know if that was deliberate or if they just ran into each other on the street while Dorner was chimping out.
Okay, now, as I've repeatedly pointed out on this program before, we are now caught in the increasingly arbitrary and tyrannical power web of an advancing one-party Marxist or neo-Marxist dictatorship.
We're not quite Lenin or Castro yet, certainly not Stalin or Mao, but we're headed for Hugo Chavez and Allende.
Say, we'll be at Bellicun level in about a year or so.
Okay, I know you guys don't get that.
Anyway, the fact is that while the First Amendment to the United States Constitution is still technically in force, since it's still sitting there in its glass case in the Capitol Rotunda in Washington, D.C., out here in the real world, the parameters of what we are allowed to say in public without arrest or some kind of official retaliation are getting narrower by the day.
The result is that I cannot actually say out loud here what I really think about the Chris Dorner case.
Eventually, they probably will come for me over something I say on here, and when they do, I want it to be something worthwhile, not just a few casual comments about some killer monkoid.
So while I do feel the need to comment, I'm going to choose my words here very, very carefully.
First off...
Can you imagine what the official reaction would be if a white man had declared some kind of racial war on niggers or beaners and was running around Los Angeles shooting a few and threatening to bring asymmetrical warfare on the cops?
My God!
The dictator would have ordered in the 82nd Airborne Division right now to protect all those lovely Democratic voters from wicked evil racism.
And if Dorner were white, there would now be a special cable news channel.
Devoted to crucifying him and white males in general.
All Dorner all the time or some such.
I know he's getting a lot of coverage now due to the nature of his crimes, but he's not getting anywhere near the exposure he'd be getting if he was white and attacking blacks and browns.
Secondly, let's say that Christopher Dorner, in his real-life negroid persona, Was doing his chimp out in rural Wisconsin or Iowa or some white working class suburb and he was targeting only individual white civilians, not members of any Democrat constituency like non-whites or cops.
Do you think anyone outside the immediate locality would even know of his existence?
And do you think the local police would get any help from the central authorities in hunting him down?
White people are the victims of racially motivated murder, rape, assault, and other hate crimes every day all over the USA and Canada.
And we are simply never allowed to hear about it.
Because the media of communication are all in the hands of the dictatorship, and media journalists are all the dictators, servants, and sex slaves, figuratively if not literally.
Finally, and this is where it's going to get a bit tricky...
I would like to natter to you for a bit regarding a completely hypothetical situation.
Now, suppose, just suppose for the sake of argument, that through some accident of history my novels or something like them were to come true.
Suppose, just suppose for the sake of discussion, that the United States government and population were faced right here, not in some unknown foreign country out of sight and out of mind, but right here on their doorsteps.
With a deadly, serious, and organized insurrectionary movement like the provisional IRA or the Basque ETA or the various Iraqi guerrilla groups that ran the Americans out of Baghdad and Fallujah.
And yes, they did.
Looks like they're running us out of Afghanistan now.
The dictator has announced that he's starting a serious pullout next year.
So once again, the American military is retreating, leaving the field of battle with an undefeated and defiant enemy still on that field.
Sorry, I'm wandering again, but you get the idea.
Imagine, for the sake of discussion only, that either here in the Northwest or somewhere else, the United States was faced with an IRA-level insurrection that, like the British, they could not suppress, and who demonstrated the will and the ability to stay in it for the long haul, 30 years in the IRA's case.
Except, unlike the IRA, Let's assume, again, hypothetically, that this insurrection had leadership who refused to be bought off with government jobs and salaries and media celebrity when they got too old and weary to fight anymore.
How would the United States government and the population as a whole react to that?
Do you think that modern-day Americans could take it on the chin like the white people of Northern Ireland of both tribes did from the late 1960s to the late 90s?
Well, let's look at what's happening now, when one single nigger has gone berserk and killed only three people so far.
Yet, unlike most doped-up monkoids, he has at least sufficient intelligence to post a quasi-political gibber on Facebook, which gives his chimp-out a vaguely political gleam like gold bling around a hip-hop nigger's neck.
So, on this one rare occasion, the system isn't dealing with just casual drug and money and sex and craziness violence like this country is used to.
There are actually some political and racial overtones to it.
Very thin and stupid ones, to be sure, but they're there.
Mostly, it's a matter of perception, probably false perception.
But in a shallow and media-driven society like ours, perception is everything.
So...
How is Obama's Amorica and the mighty Los Angeles Police Department, a private army of over 10,000 armed men and women and 3,000 backup personnel, reacting to this one crazy nigger with a gun?
They are doing their nuts, spazzing out like they've got St. Vitus' dance.
We've been watching the LAPD on TV all our lives, from Dragnet to Adam 12 to T.J. Hooker on down to The Shield and Southland.
And we know how these people are portrayed on the silver screen.
In real life, one nigger with a gun has over 50 LAPD officers cowering in their homes behind a shield of bodyguards.
Joe Friday and Vic Mackey are definitely fictional characters, it would seem.
The city is straining its available manpower to the breaking point, and what's worse, spending millions of dollars that no state or local government department anywhere in California has, and which must be borrowed at the rate of $40 million per day for one department alone.
They are making fools of themselves in public by coming across as so obviously terrified of this one coon.
Now, I don't want to say too much more about the Dorner case itself because, like I've already noted, it's still ongoing.
And while I think what's going to happen is the LAPD are going to try and sneak up on him with no cameras around and shoot him in the back, it could still go south in a big way.
Remember that shootout with the so-called Symbionese Liberation Army back in 1974?
We could end up with something like that here.
However, I want to ask all of you, judging from what you see here, In this one case of a single crazy monkoid who, primate though he is, is clearly not afraid of them, and who has become willing to respond very proactively to being fucked over by Obama's America,
how do you think this society would react if they were to find themselves all of a sudden with a provisional IRA in their midst?
Now that's not going to happen.
Certainly not from our little Northwest Front group, where I can't even get anybody to take a ride down an interstate highway with a U-Haul trailer.
Never mind, fight a 30-year guerrilla campaign.
But, just suppose it did happen.
Do you think 21st century American society could take it without falling apart into a screaming hissy?
I don't.
Do you think that senior police officers who hide behind bodyguards trembling in terror of a single nigger could beat a real NVA if it ever appears?
I don't.
Do you think FBI agents who shoot down women with babies in their arms in their own doorways, burn children alive, and who fabricate audiotapes and commit perjury on the stand to send 67-year-old men to prison could ever defeat a real NVA?
If ever such a thing came into existence?
I don't.
Do you think an army full of drug addicts and gangbangers and faggots and third world mercenaries who don't speak English, led by officers who are largely administrators and not soldiers, could ever defeat a real N.V.A.
if any such insurrection ever began?
Now, time and again, bear in mind, they couldn't defeat some of the most primitive people in the world armed with only an AK-47 and a pocketful of rice.
So, no, I don't think they could.
Can nigger presidents elected by vote fraud and senators who go on illegal sex trips to the Dominican Republic and solicit buggery from strangers in airport restrooms lead a society into victory against a small group of men and women who are genuinely not afraid of them anymore and who have thereby broken free of the one means that American society still has of controlling white behavior?
Fear?
I don't think so.
Anyway, I better shut up now before I get arrested for whatever the FBI is calling thought crime this week.
The FBI is a production of the FBI.
Good evening, comrades.
Recently, I was looking online for Savitri Devi's book, The Impeachment of Man, but instead I found her book, Pilgrimage, and I decided to start reading that, and I'd like to share with you some of the most interesting parts of the book.
Now this...
This book was written back in the 50s, when Svitri makes her second trip to Germany.
In this book, she's really hitting all of the stations of the cross, as you might say.
She's going to all the important places in both Hitler's life and in party development.
She goes to Brnau M. Inn, and she goes to the grave of Hitler's parents.
And she's trying to pick out some flowers, and there are very limited choices, so she ends up choosing forget-me-nots, which seem like a very appropriate flower, even if they were not the ones she originally had planned.
She sees the re-emergence of German industry and the German forests, and she meets a lot of comrades that end up helping her financially.
Their help and support allows her to remain in Germany.
She decides that she would like to stay there permanently and she would like to continue her writing.
She visits the Landsberg prison complex and the surrounding town.
She's always going to small cafes and having coffee.
She does meet a lot of supporters, but she also meets people that she dislikes, and she has a lot of very sharp-tongued conversations with some people.
There's one episode that's particularly hysterical when she meets two Jewish men in a cafe, and she puts them off by pretending that she's very ignorant and that she's only in Germany for a cousin's wedding.
She does visit a wonderful birdstuary where she sees a golden eagle.
And also a Russian eagle that has a very interesting coloration in its eye because it has the red, white, and black eye.
And she sees a monument to Hermann the German, who is a German barbarian who fights against the Romans back in Roman times.
And she goes to something very special called the Externstein, which is a monument very much like Stonehenge.
It's a pre-Christian.
She's a Christian monument in Germany that had certain solar calendar properties and also was a place of initiation priest.
And so she has her own sort of mini initiation where she lays on one of the rocks and then she does a special ceremony.
All of the while during this book, of course, like all of her works, Savitri is very much a true believer, and she's really to the point of being a fanatical true believer.
She even writes in her book that she really sees the National Socialist ideology as more of a faith than a party.
It's very much a religion to her.
Now, she's a very interesting person, of course, and I suppose you could say that she's dedicated to the point of really being rather like a nun.
You know, when I was thinking about this book and the kind of confidence and faith that she discusses in her work...
I ask myself, what allows a person to continue on with the type of work that she was doing year after year, even when there is no visible sign of success?
You know, why would you work so hard at something that seems so impossible?
I have to acknowledge that it would take an exceptional person to do that.
You would really have to use your intuition.
You would have to take a very long and a very wide and a very impersonal view.
So, when you encounter someone in the movement, what are some of the tests that you can apply to understand to what extent they're dedicated?
I like to ask myself, do they give up anything for their beliefs?
Do they forgo money or fame or relationships?
Do they make do with less?
Do they sacrifice freely?
Are they joyful in their sacrifice?
Is the movement first and everything else second?
And do they encourage you to do the same?
Do they help or hinder your morale?
Do they treat the movement as a hobby?
Or does it really affect their lives?
These are all questions that I ask myself when I encounter someone, even if it's just online or in whatever way I might encounter them.
And I apply those questions as much as I can, understanding, I suppose, the nuance of real-world situations, but still asking those questions as much as I can.
I think it helps me to understand the level of dedication that someone has.
So I just thought that those reflections would be helpful.
I think it's important to keep those reflections in mind.
So I hope you enjoyed these comments and found them helpful.
So thank you very much for listening.
Thank you.
Okay, today is Valentine's Day, so I suppose we ought to celebrate love.
Now, I looked around through the music on my hard drive for some actual love songs, and I found quite a few of them, but not really.
It always seems to be that in most of these songs I've got, somebody, usually the girl, the woman, ends up dying or being murdered or something, and I suppose that's not really appropriate for Valentine's Day.
I actually had to look rather hard to find any love songs where both the partners survive.
Of course, that's probably just my weird musical taste.
Anyway, I was looking for something that would show how Aryan men can express not just our love for the opposite sex, but our passionate admiration, our adoring reverence, and our fascination with the women of our race.
And I think no one among all the Aryan peoples of the earth can do that better than a drunken Irishman.
Oh, the notion come into my head.
I was living in dirt and, damn it, I was poisoned by tea and white bread.
I was puddling a church in a bucket and I was baffled with servants and fowling.
One night, with my feet in the ashes, I said, damn it, I did be myself.
As I was sitting by the fire talking to O 'Reilly's dog, I'm suddenly coming into my head.
He liked to marry old Riley's daughter Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum Well, Riley did on the big bass drum Riley had a main part more than a slaw But Riley had a bright red lips and rye And he kept that tiny little blade of her
Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum And the air was packed and her eyes were blue The portal and the major and the captain saw With the stars and with the play, but on the drum were white And the red a chance with Riley's daughter Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum Well, I got a hearing and a passion too And I got a piece of passion and a married father Suddenly known to a peaceful life Happy as a king with Riley's daughter
Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum And suddenly a footstep on the stair Who should be with Riley out for sloth With two pistols in his hand Looking for the man that had married his daughter Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum And I got a great way there And I got a hearing and a round of his head And a pair of water For the finest pistols under the air Now it's like a thing that I've already done
Giddy-ay-ay, giddy-ay-ay For the one night Riley, giddy-ay-ay Crying on your old big drum And I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face Thank you for the one night I got a nice face
Basically, they Waco'd him.
They still haven't formally identified the body yet, but I seem to have called it right.
They found him holed up in some cabin and chased all the media away, including ordering the media helicopters out of the airspace over the target area.
and ordering reporters to refrain from phoning or tweeting.
Then, from what could be overheard on the police radios, they appear to have used something called burners, which I assume to be white-hot tear-gas canisters of the kind used at Waco to set the place on fire and have a soul-food barbecue.
They always use these blazing tear gas canisters when they intend to burn somebody out, even though officially, of course, they never admit that that was what they intended.
They're just always so surprised when they fire these superheated metal canisters into wooden frame buildings, and those buildings just catch on fire.
Golly gee, Sergeant Carter, who could have figured that?
Everybody knows it's intentional, and in this case, they didn't even bother to pretend.
No doubt the official reports will tell in great detail how Dorner was given all kinds of opportunity to surrender.
Sure he was.
Well, at least they didn't bring in a tank with a flamethrower like they used at Waco.
Apparently those Navy SEALs, or whoever allegedly trained Chris Dorner in guerrilla warfare, didn't train him very well.
Now, question here for all you FBI agents and U.S. attorneys listening out there.
In the present reduced and shrinking parameters of the First Amendment, am I allowed to quote General Alberto Bayo, so long as I don't do it in a poem, of course?
Alberto Bayo was a general in the Spanish Civil War 75 years ago, and he wrote a book called 150 Questions for a Gorilla.
Now, is it still okay if I talk about people who have been dead for 50 years and wars that were fought back before most of your grandparents were born?
Now, can that somehow be taffy-pulled into some kind of incitement or threat against the dictator?
Well, let's give it a shot.
Maybe it's allowable, this week at least.
Next week, who knows?
Okay, when you're talking the theory of guerrilla warfare, imagine it as a great big circle on a blackboard.
Who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies depends on how you navigate around that circle.
The circle is the iron force, superior phi power, and superior numbers of the established army, the occupying power.
Their objective, militarily, is to surround the insurgent force with their superior power, contain the insurgents within that circle, immobilize them, and then close the circle and crush them.
In other words, once you allow yourself to be surrounded in a building, a compound, a remote cabin, or any kind of static position, The guerrilla and his cause are dead.
This is what happened to Randy Weaver and the Branch Davidians and Gordon Call and Bob Matthews and Ed and Lorraine Warren and the Symbionese Liberation Army and now Chris Dorner, as well as God knows how many others.
Now, if any of you should ever decide to get proactive, which, of course, you must never do because it would be illegal and very, very naughty, never, ever go to ground or hole up anywhere.
It doesn't matter if it's your own home.
When the dictatorship says it belongs to them, it's not your home anymore.
Your deed isn't worth doodly-squat when some political gangster in a black robe bangs his gavel.
Ask Ed and Lorraine Warren or the Weaver family.
The survival of the guerrilla insurgent depends on mobility, mobility, mobility.
Pardon the Negroid expression, but the guerrilla resistance fighter must float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.
Whereas the objective of the occupation army will always be to enclose the guerrillas in that circle I mentioned, and then to close it in and destroy them, the objectives of the guerrillas must always be to remain outside that circle, never letting themselves be surrounded, always moving, preferably at night, hitting the occupation army from the outside of the circle at a dozen different points.
Microbattles, you might call them.
Overcoming their numerical superiority by making sure that the occupiers are always outnumbered and outgunned at the point of contact.
I repeat that this is me paraphrasing the words of a general who was born in 1893, but the principles are clear and they're taught in every military college today.
How do you think the Muslim insurgents forced the Americans to withdraw from Iraq and are now in the process of forcing them out of Afghanistan, just like they saw off the Russians before?
By the way, suicide bombings and truck bombings fit the theory.
They're a method of making sure that the occupying army is outgunned at the point of contact by giving one resistance fighter the potential to take out many enemy effectives at once.
And the point that the Chris Dorner incident makes, again, for the umpteenth time, is that if one is, in fact, fucked over by America to the point where one decides to return the favor, which I would actually rather none of you did because we need you alive and resisting in groups and not as individuals, but sometimes you simply have no choice and events overtake you.
Anyway, if that does happen, the mantra has to be, never get surrounded.
To be surrounded is to perish.
Frankly, I knew that they had Dorner yesterday when they found his truck with a broken axle and he had abandoned some of his weapons and ammunition.
He had lost his mobility.
A white man might have been able to survive in those woods, like Claude Dallas was able to make it for a while.
Instead, Dorner reverted to type.
He found a nice, warm place indoors and an elderly white couple to type and terrorize.
He did a home invasion.
When push came to shove, he was nothing but a nigger.
Well, that's all any of them are.
Okay, I want to talk for a while now about the party's internet presence and operations.
Now, for those of you who don't know, either the For Real Anonymous or somebody using the name of Anonymous has hacked down the New Nation news site.
Hacked into the webmaster's personal financial information and not only published it, but stolen his money from his bank, emailed forged communications to various people, allegedly from his email and IP address, so forth and so on.
They've also threatened his family, which makes me think it's not the real Anonymous who's doing this, since love him or hate him, actual stealing of money and threatening of children isn't Anonymous' style.
I think this is just some kikes, probably out of Israel, who are working for the Mossad or just individual criminals acting on their own.
I know the webmaster at New Nation.
He's a nice guy, one of these elderly right-wing eccentric types who apparently was very shaken by the threats against his family and who has shut down his site accordingly, which is a very bad thing to do.
We can never, ever allow these people to win, at least insofar as we can prevent it.
We must always fight back, even if it's only with what limited gestures we're able to make due to our lack of funds and our lack of balls.
There have been other recent hack attacks, notably against Jamie Kelso's White News Now vBulletin site, the one he set up a few years ago after he and Don Black spatted to try and steal all Stormfront's readers.
I've had sites pulled down before myself, some of the first ones I designed, and God knows how many Yahoo groups canceled.
There was a time back in the late 1990s when they were attacking my ISPs by filing bogus complaints against me, and I had to get a new email account almost every week.
I sucked it up, and I did what I had to do, including buying all kinds of prepaid credit cards, because when the ISPs banned me, they also banned the card numbers I had back then.
I always made it a point to be back online within 24 hours.
Now, we need to understand that as the Northwest Front progresses, and we most definitely are beginning to show a little bit of progress in terms of more migrants, more local people, better quality internet products, and so forth anyway, As we grow, we're going to be subjected to more and more by way of cyber attacks and internet hassles of various kinds,
including forged emails, all kinds of monkey shines, in view of the fact that the internet is now our main means of communication and spreading the word, and they have to attack that in order to stop us from spreading the word.
This is an inevitable development, and we have to be prepared for it.
You may click on northwestfront.org one week looking for your regular Radio Free Northwest fix, and you may get error 404 or whatever.
Things are heating up.
We're saying things that the dictatorship doesn't want us to say and doesn't want other people to hear, and our turn will come.
Now, we've been really lucky so far with our two primary sites, northwestfront.org and northwestfront.net.
There have been some problems in the past, but our hosting company has always been really good about fighting them off, and they're very serious about security, which is understandable.
No IT professional likes hackers, and no one appreciates having their servers tampered with and their property damaged by mentally and emotionally unstable people or agents of any government, foreign or domestic.
You know, this stuff that Anonymous and so forth are doing is actually illegal, and some of them have been arrested.
Of course, that was when they were hacking into the federal government.
We don't have that type of legal protection.
Now, I haven't been so lucky with Earthlink.
About every three months, someone tries to hack into my email.
Earthlink security catches it and changes the password, and I have to call tech support and reset it, which is a hassle.
But, I mean, it all comes with the territory.
It goes with the job.
Now, what we need to do to counter this mess is to create many more websites all over the internet for the purpose of Northwest migration, for the purpose of advancing the Northwest American Republic idea, for selling and promoting the Northwest novels, so forth and so on.
We especially need more sites that are upload-capable and can carry the Radio Free Northwest podcasts.
The idea is to have so many Northwest Front and Northwest Independence websites out there that the idiots and the Mossad agents and the self-appointed Jewish censors and the goat dancers won't bother.
Now, I need to have the two primary websites, northwestfront.org and northwestfront.net, mirrored as often as possible, so that hopefully, if and when there ever is a legal or cyber assault on the sites, then we can redirect traffic to a mirror site without missing a beat.
As a quick suggestion, a simple blog with Google or WordPress can serve as a great propaganda tool, assuming A, you can write and B, you can somehow get a lot of people to read it, and C, you have the internal discipline to actually keep it up on a daily basis.
You can upload pictures and even podcasts to a blog if you know what you're doing.
Radio Free Northwest is available on the two primary sites.
There ought to be at least a dozen more sites out there which feature RFN every week.
Now come on, all you cyber geeks out there.
Once again, this is something you can do to salve your conscience and pretend that you're part of the magic while sitting behind your computers in Wisconsin and London and Jacksonville and St. Louis and everywhere else but here in the homeland where you're supposed to be.
If you won't haul your pale ass into a standing position and pack that U-Haul, will you at least make another Northwest migration website, especially one with podcast upload capability for Radio Free Northwest?
Okay, now, next internet-related topic.
Comments sections.
One of the major playgrounds for the lefties, the loons, and the goat dancers of late is the comments sections of blogs and mainstream media news articles, anything to do with race or Obama, whatever.
This is where...
White House Deputy Communications Director Cass Sunstein and his persona management software comes in.
You know, those software packages that allow somebody to manage as many as 16 separate internet identities with a different IP address to escape detectionist sock puppets?
Mostly, this software was designed to manipulate opinion and disseminate the dictator's propaganda on Facebook and other social networking sites.
But it's also being used a lot lately in the comments sections of mainstream news articles and sites in order to create bogus consensus in favor of the dictatorship.
It can also be used for what Sunstein refers to as cognitive dissonance applications, which I won't get into or I'll be here all night.
Suffice it to say that the comments sections...
On a large number of articles and sites are not an accurate reflection of popular sentiment because they're loaded with lefty-lib sock puppets and because conservative or pro-white comments are banned or removed, thus creating the appearance of an artificial liberal consensus of politically correct opinion which does not, in fact, exist in the real world.
Basically, it's the same thing that the liberal media always does.
These internet operatives are making it seem that we are a nation of liberal democrats who support the dictatorship and love the dictator, when, in fact, only about 20% of the white population at best has ever actually believed in all this liberal horseshit.
As you know, this week I finally did an actual political-type interview with a semi-serious news website in the United Kingdom.
We're still completely blacked out here at home.
The American media won't touch us with a barge pole.
A number of you have complained that your pro-Covington and pro-Northwest Front comments were not allowed onto the comments section, which, with this website, isn't at all surprising.
Indeed, I'd been amazed if they did grant us fair access.
Guys, I have to tell you...
You're wasting your time.
One of the things it took me some time to figure out was that even when the lefty libs allow our comments to be posted on a controversial article, which is less and less often, engaging in a long, shouting match with idiots on the internet is pointless.
It's a form of howling at the moon.
It accomplishes nothing, and if anything, it turns sane people off.
I have often suspected that a lot of this nonsense is done deliberately so that normal people will read some of this space madness and say, my god, I may agree with what they say, but I don't want anything to do with these nutty people themselves.
I say this as a recovering Usenet addict and abuser, so believe me, I know whereof I speak.
I can't tell you what to do, but if you choose to drink the comment section Kool-Aid, which is today's form of the old Usenet gooboo, be warned that you're probably in for a bad trip.
Bummer, man.
Probably the best thing the moderators can do for you is just not let you on to begin with.
Internet is an addiction just like booze or cocaine.
Unlike booze or cocaine, we pretty much have to use it.
Society has made that almost mandatory, but the line between the use and abuse of the internet can be pretty thin sometimes.
Be warned, people.
Internet rots the brain.
www.cucu.com
www.cucu.com Get so go go!
They say it's a fact that your head is cracked.
Well, I know it's true.
You are cuckoo too.
Once again I said you have lost your head.
Since your ego's curve, you are too disturbed.
Ya también somos logos.
I'll beat you, get so go-go, I'll beat you.
I'll beat you, get so go-go, I'll beat you.
*music*
Cuckoo you, I think, cuckoo, cuckoo you!
You are paranoid and your head's a void.
Since your wig is flipped, your skulls come unzipped.
How did you get some cuckoo?
How did you?
How did you get some cuckoo?
How did you?
I'll give you a chance to go.
I think you do.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Okay, I know this is Valentine's Day, so I won't count that as a proper music break.
Now I'll give you a proper love song.
This is the Tannehill Weavers.
The summer time is come And the trees are sleepily bloomin'
I'm the one Amen.
All around the globe and the world we go, I say, Lord.
I will build my love of power by yon clear crystal fountain.
High and on it I will pine, all the flowers on the mountain will be gone, I say, Lord.
And we'll all go together to the wild mountain tide.
All around the moon and heaven will be gone, I say, Lord.
I will all go together to the wild mountain tide.
But surely find another where the wild mountain died.
Rose among the blue and the wildest they go.
And we'll all grow together to the wild mountains high.
All around the blue and the yellow, we'll be the same road.
And we'll all grow together to the wild mountains high.
All around the blue and the yellow, we'll be the same road.
The End The End you you you you Thank you.
Over the past couple of weeks, I've got a couple of people on the internet referring to themselves as members of the Northwest Front, which is not accurate since we have no members.
Let me run that down for you again real quick, and at that point I will use this topic to segue into something else that I need to start devoting some more time to on here.
I have already stated that the old system of application forms, official supporter cards, probationary members, and so forth is antiquated, dangerous, and simply not feasible under today's circumstances.
I try to avoid using the term organization when I refer to the NF because it isn't.
Really, it's a movement, or more accurately, an idea.
My favorite Cliff Notes version is that the Northwest Front is not an organization, it's an organism, and that pretty much expresses it, although I admit it's a bit glib and facile.
The White Book gives the old Bolshevik definition in that a party member is someone who A. Supports and actively promotes the program of the Northwest Front and B. Pays dues of $10 or more per month or supports the party concretely and materially in some way other than words.
That's the key point.
A member is someone who helps us in some way other than words.
Which can be money, of course, but it's also designing websites and leaflets or making CDs of these podcasts or so forth and so on, or simply by living here in the homeland, making your life here and raising your family here.
Now, later on, when actual party units and communities are formed in the homeland itself, we can add the condition of residence in the homeland itself and attachment to a party seller unit.
That still feels a little bit nebulous to me, and I get the impression that people are having some trouble wrapping their minds around it.
I'm not sure that Americans will be able to grasp such a nuanced and conspiratorial European concept, and it causes confusion already.
But we can't go back to the old Rotary Club methods we used for the past 50 years.
If nothing else, in the present climate of political and racial paranoia, as the dictatorship consolidates over the next four years, it's just too dangerous.
These old methods don't work, and I have to grind my teeth every time I'm forced to retreat back to the old ways because it's the only way we seem to be able to get any response at all from you.
And yes, that happens all too often.
And yet we do need to function, even if only as a legal movement that is compelled to act like an illegal one.
We do need some way to distinguish between the lifers, the activists, the true political soldiers, and the dabblers and dilettantes and kooks and hobbyists and people who are just looking for an intellectual night's lodging, as Whitaker Chambers put it.
Sometimes I'm asked how 21st century Americans are going to have to change their basic character, which, as you know, I tend to rant and rave about quite a bit.
One way has to be in the way that we operate and in the way that we think about politics.
We need to understand that politics, no matter how gussied up, is always an adversarial proceeding between two parties.
One group has the power and will do anything to keep it.
And another group wants the power and will do anything to get it.
That's how it's always been since the beginning of history, and that's how it always will be, no matter how much lipstick is put on the pig.
Our problem is simple.
We don't want power and control of our own lives and destinies badly enough to do whatever it takes to get it.
The result is that the people who have it now will probably keep it.
The trouble is, they're trying to make sure that we never get it by killing us all.
One of the things that we're going to be required to do is to understand and adopt the cell system, the practice of operating in small groups of four or five people maximum, virtually independently, at least at first, in order to make sure that it is impossible for the dictatorship to crush the Northwest ideal by arresting or murdering all of our people at one fell swoop.
The cell system is second nature to Europeans, Asians, and some Latin Americans.
They've been using it for centuries because the tyrannies they lived under weren't as subtle as the one we have today.
White people in many Western countries, especially English-speaking ones, fell out of the habit of revolution in the 19th century, when the Jews finally figured out how to run democracy as a dog-and-pony show to secure their own power by maintaining an illusion of participation in rights and so forth and so on.
Of course, many lifetimes of economic prosperity and opportunity under capitalism certainly helped to turn people's attention away from who had the power and what use they were making of it, the end result of which, of course, was World War I. Well, prosperity and opportunity for some, anyway, but the fact was that at least in the English-speaking world, there was always some place to move on to if you didn't like where you were.
Britain had their vast empire, while America and Canada and Australia had huge expanses of land to be settled.
So why bother with revolution when you could just move away from the problems of capitalism?
White people are still applying that method today, at least in this century.
Trying to move away from all the problems caused by liberalism and multiculturalism and diversity.
But under the all-pervading dictatorship, there's no longer any real place to run anymore.
That's why we can't just flee out into the Northwoods and hide in a cabin from Obama.
Obama will find us.
But more important than the Northwest Front sells themselves will be the kind of man and woman that fills them.
Now the time has come for me to speak a little bit more about the Northwest volunteers.
Now, there's been a lot of bourgeois written and yacked about in the movement for many years about creating a new racial elite, blah, blah, blah.
Well, here in the Northwest, we're going to have to really do it.
Not yet, because this is one of those things that can't be flubbed or allowed to descend into gubu.
But we need to begin wrapping our minds around this concept of the disciplined political soldier.
Now, I'm not talking about the NVA here.
I'm speaking of the Northwest volunteers.
There's a difference.
The NVA is a fictional organization.
The NVA does not exist.
It may never exist for the simple reason that white men will never lose their fear and recover enough plain physical courage to resist in arms.
If that's the way it plays out, then none of this is of any importance, because we're all going to be dead within a century.
The niggers and the Mexicans will ook and eek and essay and jump up and down on the ruins of America for a while, and then the Chinese will come in and kill them all.
The Northwest Volunteers will exist at some point.
I don't know when.
How long is a piece of string?
The relationship of the Northwest Volunteers to the rest of the Northwest Independence Movement will be that of the general staff to the rest of an army.
Another parallel might be that while hundreds of thousands of people participate in organized crime in this country, Costa Nostra itself consists of only 4,000 to 5,000 made or formal members.
Within the Northwest Independence Movement, the Northwest Volunteer will be the equivalent of a made man in the Mafia.
Pardon me for quoting from the White Book, but this pretty much says it all.
The Northwest Volunteer will be a man or a woman who voluntarily renounces the material things of this world and all that America offers by way of personal wealth, pleasure, and social acceptance in order to devote themselves and their entire lives to one cause.
The establishment of the Northwest American Republic is a reality.
He or she will voluntarily place themselves under a virtually military discipline.
Even in a pre-combat stage, the volunteers will function as political soldiers.
They will be the ones who give and take orders.
When they are ordered to appear on a stretch of lonely highway at night in the middle of winter, they will get in their car and they will show up.
When they are arrested, they will respond with, I have nothing to say.
For the next twenty years, if need be.
Basic stuff, the stuff of all true revolutionary movements, but something which the American white nationalist movement has never been able to achieve.
The Northwest Volunteers will maintain no membership records and no paper trail.
They will utter a few words in front of a few other people and in front of their country's flag.
And then will come a lifetime of hard, thankless, dangerous, and probably unknown service in order to secure the existence of our people and the future for white children.
Okay, I'll stop reading from the manual now.
But we need to think about what this concept of the political soldier is going to demand from the people who devote themselves to this new life for their nation.
It's all very well for me to talk about renouncing the wealth and material goods and toys of America, and the fact is that millions of white people have already done that.
They had no choice.
Obama did the renouncing for them.
Millions more are going to be forced to do so in the coming years, especially when Obamacare kicks in and all of a sudden the quote, average American family unquote, is going to be faced with the necessity of coming up with an extra $20,000 per year for health insurance.
But, I'm not talking about being forced by necessity to live in poverty.
I'm talking about accepting it in one's own mind as something that simply follows naturally on the choice of doing what is right.
The Northwest Volunteer will have to wrap his or her arms around something.
They will have to discard once and for all any notion that they're going to do this Northwest racial gig for a few years, and then when they get to a good stopping point, they will retire or walk away and get back into the Middle American goodies track as if nothing had ever happened.
Trust me on this, guys.
It don't work like that.
There are no good stopping points.
I've been in it for 40 years and I've never seen one yet.
Things aren't ever going to get better, not for anyone, until we apply the necessary amount of controlled force to change this world without breaking it all to pieces.
And there are a lot of slips and bad things that can and will happen on the way to that.
If you want to be a Northwest volunteer, it's like Cosa Nostra.
You walk in and you get carried out feet first.
Because the Jews will not allow it to be any other way.
That's the first thing every Northwest volunteer or potential Northwest volunteer needs to internalize.
This isn't a merry-go-round.
You can't just jump off when you want.
It's a roller coaster.
And once you're on it and strapped in, there's no screaming, stop, I want to get off.
You're in it until the ride comes to an end in the Northwest Republic.
Or until the rollercoaster jumps the rails and hurdles you to your death.
Got that?
This is a serious topic, so I'll stop now and I'll let you chew on that for a while.
This is our last love song for Valentine's Day from Ian and Sylvia.
Down in Carlisle, a little lady.
Being both beautiful and gay, she was determined to live a lady and a man on earth could her betray.
Unless it were a man of honor, a man of honor and a high victory.
And then approached to loving soldiers this fair lady for to see.
One being a brave lieutenant, a brave lieutenant and a man of war.
The other being a boat seat captain, captain of the ship named Con Con Con.
Then up spoke this very young lady, said I can't be but one man's crime.
But if you'll come back tomorrow morning, on this case we will decide.
She ordered her spam And down the road these three didn't travel till they come to the lion's den.
And there she stopped and there she halted.
These two soldiers stood gazing around.
And for the space of half an hour she lay speeches on the ground.
And when at last she did recover, threw her fan down in the lion's den.
Send which of youth again, our lady will return her fan again.
And I spoke to the old lieutenant, and he raised his voice loud and high.
He said, I am a true lover of a woman But I will not give my life for love Then I spoke to Bozy Capital And he raised his voice aloud and high He
said, I am a true lover of a woman And I will return to Panadai In the lion's denny-bole-yent The lion's denny-bole-yent He marched around and in a moment He said, I am a true lover of a woman
She saw a jewel out of love Seen no harm and done to him She threw herself against his pussy Saying it's a prize if you have won She threw
herself against his pussy Okay, not running too long this week, so I have time to natter a little.
I got an email from someone, and I won't read the whole thing out, but the crux of it was a question or issue that I get put to me a lot.
I suppose you can sum it up as follows.
Harold, what if it turns out that the white race is just plain too far gone?
And our males have become simply too weak and timid and frightened to become men again, and we really do spend the rest of our existence tapping on keyboards and nothing else.
Well, as to the what if, then the answer is obvious.
We eventually fight or the white race perishes from the face of the earth.
It's that simple.
I'm willing to concede mentally and objectively that this is a possibility, although I should add that spiritually, I really do have an inward sense of optimism about this.
Let's just say that I have a deep and abiding faith in the essential depravity of mankind.
I think all these dweeby little white boys playing on their keyboards deep down are just itching for an excuse to let the old badger loose.
Of course, they've had the alpha gene bred out of them, and so someone else will have to take the lead and give them their permission slip, so there's the rub.
I've mentioned this to some of the manic depressives among us, and they reply, but Harold, that's an unreasonable optimism.
It's not supported by the facts.
What possible evidence could you have to support any hypothesis as to future events that isn't just doom and gloom?
Well, do you mean do I see any sign of improving character among our own people?
Well, yeah, actually, a little.
It's kind of like the gleam of gold in the bottom of the pan.
But the gleam is so small and so thin that I have to say it's just not going to be enough at the rate we're going before the House of Cards collapses.
Now people are at least starting to say the right things, even if they're not doing anything.
Things like those secession petitions after the Democrats stole the 2012 elections are hints as to which way the wind in our people's minds is blowing.
But what I...
What I do see more of is a lot of evidence which indicates to me quite clearly that it could be done if ever a fairly small number of us decided to do it.
What you have to understand is that as weak and lame as white boys are, America itself is weak, weak, weak.
I say again, look at what has been done over the past five days by one berserk nigger running around with a gun.
This one man has inflicted incredible damage on the system, far above what you would think was his capacity, of which the three dead cops and the one dead gook are the least of it.
As cynical as this sounds, people are just people.
Money, somebody's got to cough up.
Christopher Dorner has cost the power structure millions of dollars.
Now, suppose that someone were able to assemble a thousand people who were no longer afraid of the dictatorship.
People of any race, anywhere.
And get them all acting in concert, in any cause.
How much would that cost the system in its present state of depletion?
Enough to finally push things over the edge into bankruptcy and collapse?
Enough to make Ben Bernanke just plain fire up those printing presses and start rolling off a trillion new dollars a day?
In addition to being weak, weak, weak, America is broke, broke, broke.
And the two conditions are not unrelated.
One Christopher Dorner might not totally break the bank.
But how about a thousand of them acting in tandem?
Now, according to the media, over 50 senior Los Angeles police officers and city officials, as well as certain unnamed federal VIPs, either left town on some flimsy excuse or fled into hiding in terror of this one man whom they knew had lost his fear of them.
Or else they were provided with round-the-clock bodyguards at taxpayers' expense.
It turned out that, in fact, there was no danger.
The nigger reverted to type and started breaking into people's houses and tying up elderly white people.
Other than the mama-san and her nigger boyfriend, the only cops Dorner clipped were targets of opportunity who ran into him first.
How would the system react if a thousand dedicated and coordinated people of any race, or any political persuasion anywhere in the country, decided to launch a serious resistance movement?
Eleven and a half years ago, nineteen young men armed with box cutters who were not afraid to sacrifice their lives to an ideal larger than themselves, whatever you may think of that ideal, damned near brought this whole rotten world down on everybody's heads by crashing the American economy and provoking that alcoholic little shit Jug Ears Bush to go into hysterics, so he started invading other countries right, left, and center.
One of those wars lasted nine years, and the other is still going.
America lost in Iraq.
America is going to lose in Afghanistan.
The expense in blood and treasure of these stupid and pointless wars is beyond human calculation.
And when historians finally sit down to write the story of America's fall, if any ever do, they may well write that the death spiral began on September 11, 2001, when 19 young men who were not afraid.
Began the process of tricking America into bleeding to death of self-inflicted wounds.
Nineteen guys did that.
What could a thousand do, acting as a team?
America continues to exist on fear.
When fear ends, America ends.
Once more, people, I say to you, it can be done.
The question is, will we do it?
Or will someone else?
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