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Oh, then tell me, Sean O 'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Push your vocal, push and listen, and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon, for the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Greetings from the Northwest Homeland, comrades.
It's Friday, October 29th.
I'm Douglas Morrison, and this is Radio Free Northwest.
There's a kind of curse that goes along with being at the tip of a spear, in that you have no idea what the shaft is thinking, or even where the shaft is at.
And so I get asked this question a lot.
And the answer seems so plainly obvious to me that I don't even know how to answer it sometimes.
It's like asking, why would having black neighbors be a bad thing?
The only answer I can think of off the top of my head is, duh!
But I'm going to attempt to give a concise and well-reasoned answer to this question.
The question is, well, but why does it have to be the Pacific Northwest?
And I guess the easiest way for me to start answering that is to tell you how I came to that conclusion.
But before I get into my answer, I've got a very special message from one of our comrades.
This is Creek Bridge.
Hello, Doug.
I really appreciate the opportunity to be able to come on your show.
And I just want to say I can't tell you how much it means to me that you've picked up this torch and started RFN again.
I really enjoyed listening to Harold on all his podcasts, and I certainly learned a lot.
It really got me motivated.
I wanted to come on the show, first of all, to thank all the participants, all the believers here.
That followed the site, and they put information forward on the truth of history, the truth of our nation, and the truth of the Reich, the Holocaust, niggers, all of it.
I am what you might have called a normie, a conservative, or a Christian conservative.
The seed that was planted in my mind came from a National Socialist on some forgotten website now, and it dug at me.
At first, I thought it was nonsense.
How can people believe this stuff?
We have pictures.
But it did dig at me, and it led me to uncover things on my own, to discover the truth, and that the people who were posting these things are not crazy.
I wanted to address that to the audience because you need to know that your efforts count, that you're important, that the information you put forward and in the way that you do it makes a difference.
It converted me.
Born again, to steal a phrase.
But it came with a price.
And that price was realizing that everything I believed, everything I worked for my whole life, the service I gave this country and my community was all based on a lie.
And that can be pretty damn devastating.
You wonder what the hell does it matter at that point.
I ran across a guy.
Back when I was in law enforcement, I took a mentally challenged person to the hospital because he was trying to hurt himself.
And while I was up there dropping him off, I saw this old man sitting in a wheelchair with a veteran's hat on.
And he looked like an old sharp-haired puppy with all the wrinkles he had on his face.
And I couldn't tell if he was awake or asleep, but I noticed the veteran's hat he was wearing was navy and it was World War II.
Being the dutiful, loyal patriot, I wanted to thank him for his service.
I went over and he was awake and he looked up at me and I said, Sir, I really want to thank you for your service.
Part of the greatest generation and you saved the world.
As corny as that sounded.
He looked at me and he said, What the hell good did it do?
And it just about floored me.
He was serious as a heart attack.
What the hell good did it do?
He said, Everybody that I knew is dead now.
Everybody that's in this younger generation has thrown away everything we thought we were fighting for.
It was a lie.
Man, it never left me.
It still haunts me to know that the people he lost in that struggle, good friends, maybe even family, was for nothing.
I've been struggling with that, and I've been struggling with where we're going.
I asked myself a question in my lifetime.
Has anything in this nation ever gotten better?
Has anything in this country been leading us in the right direction?
And the answer, of course, is no.
So why would I assume that continuing on, it will get better?
Because it won't.
I implore you, I am begging you, if you're racially aware, and you've done your research, On the Northwest Imperative, and you can see the intelligence, the common sense that is in this.
You need to move.
You need to come to the homeland.
Time is very short, and we need you here.
Our race will be extinct in under 100 years, and we need you to come here and help us rebuild it.
We cannot and we do not have the time to discuss why the Northwest.
Why not here instead of there?
The argument is basically settled.
If you read all the information from people who are much smarter than I am, in all the documents that have been accumulated, this is a well-thought-out, doable plan.
And I would ask my brothers and sisters, To come to the homeland.
I will do everything I can to help.
If somebody needs a point of contact, I'll be that contact.
Somebody needs help getting settled in, I will be there.
I'm raising my hand.
I'm saying send me because that's how important I believe this to be.
Doug, I want to thank you again for inviting me onto the show, but I really wanted to let the folks out there know that they're making a difference, that they're important.
That their message needs to keep being put out there.
So I will sit back and enjoy the rest of the show.
Thank you, Doug.
Imagine all possibilities that are available and eliminate the ones that don't fit.
So the first part of that to put to bed is, why not go back to Europe?
I mean, you hear that a lot, right?
Why don't you go back to Europe?
I'd love to.
But Europe's no longer our homeland either.
I'm Irish and German.
Are Ireland and Germany countries that are welcoming to Irish and German people?
So for reasons of practicality, our white homeland must be birthed within the borders of the United States.
The United States originally was set up as a whites-only country.
If you look at the original Naturalization Act, naturalization means who gets to be a citizen?
That was signed into law by the United States Congress and President George Washington as one of the very first acts of the American government.
The Naturalization Act of 1790 limits naturalization to free white persons of good character.
That means Indians and niggers and Mexicans and Jews and everybody else isn't eligible to be an American.
That's the truth of it.
Yes, the law was changed, but it was not the original intent of our founding fathers.
So if you're a constitutionalist, you're a white nationalist.
We're not getting America back.
I don't want to get you off onto a tangent where, well, that's right!
Because right doesn't matter.
All that really matters is what's possible.
So then we've got to look, okay, what can we do to create that America that we were promised?
What can be separated from the beast in D.C. to do that?
The very first rule of white nationalism, if there is such a thing, and if there are rules, it's really just natural law, is that demographics are destiny.
So the very first thing you have to do is look at the demographics of the area intended for this white homeland.
Being originally a Texan, my first thought was Texas.
But demographics preclude that.
Texas is at least 40% Mexican.
Probably more like 60-70%.
All we have to go off of are government numbers.
We know the government lies, don't we?
Not enough of us.
Too many of them.
So Texas is out.
That would have been my first choice.
Okay, what about the South?
Isn't this where this all started?
Civil War?
When the federal government decided that states' rights don't matter and that the South isn't allowed to secede from the nation?
Killed lots and lots of people to prove that point?
The War of Northern Aggression?
So that the cotton plantations couldn't set their prices up in Jew York?
So the mercantile class didn't have to negotiate with the southern rednecks who wanted to set their own prices for their own goods?
This is Jimmy Martin.
With Freeborn Man.
I ran away for the first time When I was four years old,
I'm a freeborn man My home is on my back I know every inch of highway And every foot of back road Every mile of railroad track I got a gal in Cincinnati Got a woman in San Antonio Always loved the girl next door But
any place is home I'm a free-born man My home is on my back I know if ain't your highway And every foot of back road Every mile of railroad track You
may not like my appearance, may not like my song, may not like the way I talk, but you like the way I'm gone.
I'm a free-born man.
My home is on my back.
I know every inch of highway and every foot of back road and every mile of railroad track.
I'm a free-born man.
My home is on my back.
Bye.
So the spirit of rebellion and of defying the federal government and of secession, that's a southern thing, right?
It is.
And in 1957, South had its chance again, when the federal government decided that they were going to force integration in the schools and put white children into school with the nigger children.
And they came in with their National Guard, armed, and threatened to kill anyone that interfered with their federal plan to integrate the schools.
That was your flashpoint moment for the South, wasn't it?
But what did they do?
Not a whole lot.
Put up a little bit of a fight.
Not enough.
Nowhere near enough.
And now, every city in the South is 30, 40, 50% nigger?
Is that how you want to live?
What are you going to do with all of them?
What, do you want to try to force segregation again?
Separate but equal?
Is that what you are?
Equal?
They're not equal to you.
They don't deserve to be here.
You're not going to get them out of the South.
Demographics are destiny.
So the South is no-go.
Ditto California, Arizona, New Mexico.
New Mexico?
I mean, how does a country let a state be named that?
Crazy.
So that leaves us the Midwest, the Northwest, and the Northeast.
If you're a student of history, you know what happened in Rhodesia.
And you know what happened in the Ukraine.
You know that a country must have deep water, warm water ports.
That's just country 101.
You have to be able to trade via sea.
That's how it goes.
If you take a look around today with all the shortages, they say because it's mismanaged ports.
I'm not going to get into that whole thing, but it does highlight the fact that a country's lifeblood comes through its ports.
Just like your blood goes through your veins.
So that eliminates the Midwest.
Gotta have a coast.
So that leaves us the Northeast and the Northwest.
So why not the Northeast?
At some point, you will have to reach a peace agreement.
A ceasefire.
A live and let live treaty.
Unless you think you're taking all of America back and you know that's not going to happen.
So there has to be some sort of detente.
Now where are the power centers for America?
Washington, D.C.?
Jew York?
Those are in the Northeast.
So do you really think that at some point D.C. will be forced to sign a ceasefire peace agreement with an independent nation in the Northeast?
In their backyard?
With their border that close?
It's ridiculous.
Of course that couldn't happen.
You have to see it from their perspective.
In their very own backyard, they're going to have a free and independent nation of racist terrorists.
Come on.
Northeast is out.
What's left?
What's left?
The Southwest is too demographically disadvantageous.
The Southeast is too demographically disadvantageous.
The Midwest is not economically viable.
And the Northeast, It's far too close.
The Northwest is it.
That's it.
That's the only possible option.
This is Stan Rogers with the Northwest Passage.
Ah, for just one time, I would take the Northwest Passage.
To find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea, tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage, and make a northwest passage to the sea.
Westward from the Davis Strait is there, it was said to lie, the sea route to the Orient for which so many died.
Seeking gold and glory, leaving weathered broken bones and a long-forgotten lonely cairn of stones.
Ah, for just one time I would take the Northwest Passage to find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea, tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage.
And make a Northwest Passage to the sea.
Three centuries thereafter I take passage over land In the footsteps of brave council Where his sea of flowers began Watching cities rise before me Then behind me sink again This tardiest explorer Driving hard across the plain
For just one time I would take the Northwest Passage To find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea Tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage And make a northwest passage to the sea
And through the night behind the wheel The mileage clicking west I think upon Mackenzie David Thompson and the rest Who cracked the mountain ramparts And did show a path for me To race the roaring Fraser to the sea
Ah, for just one time I would take a northwest passage to find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea,
tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage, and make a northwest passage to the sea.
How then am I so different from the first men through this way?
Like them, I left a settled life.
I threw it all away to seek a northwest passage at the call of many men.
To find there but the road back home again.
Ah, for just one time I would take the Northwest Passage to find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea.
Tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage and make a northwest passage to the sea.
The recruitment and physical aggregation of racially conscious whites is difficult enough without contemplating transnational immigration.
So we have to use what we have.
And more importantly, a purely domestic rebellion will be treated much differently than a cross-border issue that involves more than one country, like Canada or Mexico.
So in the Northwest, we'd be sharing a border with Canada.
That works to our advantage.
Big time.
And we have to have people there.
Our people.
So the homeland needs to already be kind of white.
Biologically, we are of the North.
That means winter and fall and rain and snow and cold.
That's what constitutes the Aryan character.
That's what gave us high IQs.
I've heard a lot too, why not Alaska?
Sounds good.
It's not even connected to the United States.
But Alaska is very rich in mineral wealth and oil.
But Alaska is very underdeveloped.
While normally you would think that's a good thing, but the kind of isolation that a racial ethnostate would face after it wins its independence means that they would have to be almost 100% self-sufficient.
It's going to take some time before other countries are going to be willing to trade with the evil Nazis.
And this new republic would have to provide for itself, for its people.
The growing season, the agricultural production possible in Alaska, does not allow for that.
Nor does its strategic location and vast oil reserves lend itself to that peace process that I was talking about.
It's a no-go.
The Pacific Northwest has enough underdeveloped land Between Washington, Oregon, Idaho, and western Montana, about 40% of that land is already federally owned, set aside, undeveloped, so the Pacific Northwest could feed itself.
The proposed homeland of the Northwest American Republic will become the last bastion of civilizational progress, while the rest of humanity enters a new dark age.
This is Merle Haggard with Big City.
I'm tired of this dirty old city Entirely too much work I
never need enough play And I'm tired of this dirty old sidewalks Think I'll walk off my steady job today Turn me
loose, set me free Somewhere in the middle of Montana Give me all I've got coming to me And keep your retirement And your so-called social security Big
City, turn me loose and see
set me free Yeah Been working every day since I was 20 Haven't got a
thing to show for anything I've done There's folks who never were and they've got plenty Think it's time some guys like me had some fun So Turn me loose Set me free Somewhere in the middle of
Montana Give me all I've got coming to me And keep your retirement and your so-called social security Big city Turn me loose and set me free Hey big city Turn
me loose and set me free me You're not a thing That homeland is approximately 300,000 square miles, which is more than twice the size of the entire country of Germany, while having less than 20% of Germany's population.
The population of the entire homeland today is less than that of New York State, while encompassing six times the land.
What I'm talking about is Lebensraum.
Room to grow.
When we say the Northwest Front is for all...
We mean it.
There has to be somewhere on this planet where people like the Boer and proud Germans and the good people of Ireland and the good people of Sweden can escape from their governments and raise happy, healthy white children.
We have to be able to provide that.
That's the point.
We must secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.
So that is why the Pacific Northwest.
There's also the issue of momentum.
The Northwest Territorial Imperative has been running on a specifically racial platform since the late 70s, early 80s.
But you can look further back and find plenty of that.
When Northern California tried to secede from the rest of California, got tired of being ruled by Sacramento and Los Angeles and San Diego, i.e.
Mexico and the Jews.
You can look back further than that, when after the Civil War, Reconstruction was implemented, and Southerners hit the Oregon Trail.
They went to Independence, Missouri, loaded up their Calistoga wagons, Risk life and limb, burying family members along the way to get over the Rockies and into the white American redoubt of the Oregon Territory.
This is Woody Guthrie with the Oregon Trail.
*Music*
I've been a-grubbing on a little farm on the flat and windy plains.
I've been a-listening to the hungry cattle ball.
I'm gonna pack my wife and kids.
I'm gonna hit that western road.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon trail that's coming fall.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Where the good rain falls a plenty and the crops and orchards grow.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Well, my land is dry and crackling and my chickens there a-cackling cause the dirt and dust is getting in their craw.
They've been laying flint rock eggs I had to bust them with a sledge And I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall We'll hit that Oregon Trail.
It's coming fall.
Heard the good rain falls aplenty and the crops and orchards grow.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail.
It's coming fall.
Well, the hogs and pigs are squealing.
They're a-rocking and a-reeling cause there ain't no water to wallow in the draw.
I'm gonna grab one by his tail.
I'm gonna take him down a western trail and we'll hit that Oregon Trail.
It's coming fall.
I'm a good old horse.
He's bony.
Yes, he's dry and hungry, too.
You can see his ribs three-quarters of a mile.
Throw the kids up on his back, and the bay horse and the black, and we'll hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Hit that Oregon Trail, it's coming fall.
Where the good rain falls aplenty, where the crops and orchards grow, I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail, it's coming fall.
Well, my wife gets sort of ailing when that mean old dust is sailing, and she wishes for the days beyond recall.
If the work there's in the future in that North Pacific land, so we'll hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
Where the good rain falls a-plenty and the crops and orchards grow.
I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail that's coming fall.
you you you If you listened to previous episodes, I give you the entire history of that.
There's momentum here.
Don't change horses in midstream.
There's also a spiritual aspect to this.
That's why I gave you the history of the order before we did this episode.
Men like Pastor Richard Butler, David Eden Lane, Robert J. Matthews, Lavoie Finnicum, Sam and Vicki Weaver, hell, even Ted Kaczynski.
They all gave their freedom in their life to separate themselves from the beast in D.C. And I don't know about you, but I think we owe them something.
I think we owe them a lot.
I think it's time we pay our debts.
Responsibility, duty, honor.
These are concepts that used to be binding.
It means you didn't have a choice.
Now, you can be a rabid individualist and think of binding things like that as some kind of chain around your neck, some kind of manacle around your ankle.
But what if your fathers and their fathers and their fathers thought that about you?
Thought that about this America that you seem to love so much?
This idea?
That idea, you can take it with you.
Because it's in your head.
Daryl Adams was born in Portland, Oregon in 1925.
His father was a juggler and a tombstone polisher, and his mother was a Scottish woman.
Her ancestors were pioneers that traveled the Oregon Trail and covered wagons from Arkansas to settle down in the Northwest Territories.
His grandfather, Grandpa Adams, had fought the engines and had known Wild Bill Hickok personally.
One day young Daryl asked him if he too had a six-gun.
Grandpa Adams' only answer was to half-open the tails of the gray coat he always wore, allowing Daryl a glimpse of the sawed-off shotgun that was always strapped to his leg.
Daryl's Aunt Nellie, a former saloon dancer, used to live with one of Kit Carson's companions, and saw Kit get shot dead in a duel right in the middle of the street.
He moved through the northwest forests of Oregon and Washington.
And he loved those huge expanses more than anything else for their untouched nature and the simple and tough life that they provided.
And now I think it's only appropriate that I let Harold have his say, too.
A new white nation in North America needs to possess certain geographic, demographic, and economic assets in order to be viable.
There would have to be a lot of room to grow into since we'll be taking in the remnants of white populations from the world over.
The Northwest is so big that the United States simply cannot occupy all of it.
They can't put a soldier or a cop behind every Douglas fir.
A new nation would need a coastline with deepwater harbors so that all access to the country would not rely on overflying or overland travel through hostile territory.
There will have to be some kind of navy to resist blockade.
Imagine what would happen if the wretched inhabitants of the enclave of Gaza were strong enough and had a navy and an air force to break the Israeli blockade.
There would have to be mineral resources, sufficient arable and pasture land to grow our own food, and a sufficient infrastructure in manufacturing, energy, transportation, and so forth, so that the new nation would have a chance to survive and prosper and take in the millions of white people who will eventually flee to the homeland from the ends of the earth which are still controlled by the Zionists and the liberals.
The Northwest has all these things.
No other contiguous part of the continent does.
Now, I understand that most of these quibbles and naysays that so-called white nationalists put up about the Northwest are simply the excuses of people who have no intention of ever doing anything at all, and so I disregard them.
The people who do all this negative nattering on the Internet are basically useless to us to begin with, because they're useless to everybody.
What you have to understand is that a lot of the opposition to the Northwest migration that appears to exist from within the movement isn't really legitimate, because it's not sincere.
They're not objecting to the Northwest in particular.
They're just fighting against any effort to make them do anything at all except sit behind their computers and moan.
Just as the Northwest idea is not original with me and has been around for almost 40 years now, so is the idea of establishing small, local, white enclaves rather than a whole new white nation, a concept that's been around for quite a while.
On the Internet, this idea is best expressed in what's called the Pioneer Little Europe, or PLE.
The basic idea here is that since there are tens of thousands and indeed hundreds of thousands of white nationalists, depending on how broad your definition of white nationalism is, the question is this.
What if we could get all of us to move to some little town or medium-sized city like Peoria, Illinois, which is Matt Hale's idea, or some rural county in the Northwest that's very sparsely populated, and then we get everybody registered to vote and we take over the local government?
We get our own sheriff, who hires only white nationalist deputies.
We get our own mayor and county commissioners and our own dog catchers, so forth and so on, thereby creating our own white enclave or reservation or bantustan, whatever you want to call it.
After all, this has been done before in this country.
The Rajneesh cult took over a small town here in Oregon for a couple of years in the 1980s by bringing in thousands of cult members to live in their commune and outvoting the locals.
And the Scientologists have done the same thing in some small town in Florida, whose name escapes me at the moment, and I believe voted in their own city council, which, for all I know, may still be the case.
And granted, all of this sounds very logical and convincing on the Internet.
Like everything else to do with us, it's when we try to take it off the Internet and into the real world that the problems start cropping up.
And when you look a little closer, there are a lot of problems with this PLE concept, both practical and ideological problems.
We'll deal with the practical ones first.
The first practical difficulty which emerges with the PLE idea is that, well, it's the same perennial problem all of white nationalism has, that of character.
The perennial disconnect between what is said and what is done.
This weird idea we have that to articulate a problem is to solve it.
The complete lack of any connection in our own minds between what we say on the internet and what we do in our real world lives.
We're not weirded out cult members and we simply don't have the kind of brainwashed discipline to pack up and move whenever and wherever some guru tells us to.
We're so.
We're waiting for somebody else to give us permission.
We're waiting for somebody else to go first, just like with the Northwest.
And it's not just us.
The libertarians are running into the same problem with their New Hampshire migration, and the Christian fundamentalists are running into it with their South Carolina migration.
We all have the same situation, the poor character, apathy, and lack of seriousness of the white population, who are basically consumer animals, 20th century economic units of production and consumption.
They want all their problems solved in place by some magical fearless leader so that they don't have to exert any effort or take any risk.
That's how certain fearless leaders make a living off the movement.
They promise white people that these terrible problems can be solved without blood and sweat and tears, and above all, without packing a moving van.
And white people desperately, desperately want to believe them.
Which is why I have as much difficulty as I do getting through to people.
I don't tell white people what they want to hear, and I get stoned for it.
We come up with these brilliant ideas on the Internet, we talk it to death, and then when it comes time for somebody to give up their precious leisure time off work, to get behind the wheel of their car and do some long-distance driving, to meet people in the flesh, or to open their checkbook and write a man-sized check with some serious zeros on it, all of a sudden we become frightened, we lose interest, and we start wandering away, surfing the net for some other form of entertainment.
And I'm really worried that events will overtake us while we're waiting for whites to make up their minds.
And besides, as far as mysterious and secret PLEs go, I simply don't believe that we're capable of keeping a secret like that.
There's no secret PLEs out there except for our own tiny primary settlement areas here in the Northwest.
So that's the main problem with enclaves or PLE.
Nobody except the Northwest Front is actually doing it in any serious way.
There are also some larger practical problems.
In order for the creation of a PLE to be successful, there would have to be a lot of public activity and Internet buzz and whatnot to attract people.
It couldn't be done secretly, and not just because our people aren't capable of keeping a secret.
But eventually, one way or the other, what we were doing would be discovered by some real estate agent or local reporters or something, and that would tip off the government and the ADL and the SPLC and whatnot.
Now, one of the naysays that people who don't really want to do anything at all keep coming up with about the Northwest migration is this idea that if we concentrate all our eggs in one basket, so to speak, then it would be easier for the enemy to concentrate their own force against us and destroy us.
I could, of course, point out what wonderful success we've been having over the past 15 years by hiding from one another behind our computers, but there is, in fact, something to that objection if we pick an area so small that the kikes and their gun thugs can surround us.
This is one of the main objections to setting up a homeland in an area like New England, which is so small...
That the existing United States military can surround it and occupy it, something these Vermont secessionists and New Hampshire libertarians can't seem to wrap their minds around.
This is also one of the main arguments against those compounds that a lot of us seem to want to hole up in.
Ask the Montana Freeman and the Branch Davidians how well that worked out for them.
What we're supposed to do when the FBI and the National Guard surround our compound, I don't know, you know, should we run out waving a piece of paper in the air and yelling, This is my property!
I've got the deed!
Ask Ed and Lorraine Brown how well that worked out for them.
In the long run, the problem with enclaves in general is that they would be too small to survive on their own and they would necessarily be surrounded by hostile territory.
They would be very difficult to keep supplied with the necessities of life which they'd have to import from somewhere else since the land space and possibly the air space surrounding the enclave would be controlled by the Americans or by other hostiles.
Look at what the Israelis are doing to Gaza and the West Bank, even as we speak, and you'll see the problem with enclaves surrounded by superior military force.
Do you want your children living like the children of Gaza are forced to exist?
I know I've said that we're talking about a Soviet-style collapse, but we don't know yet for sure precisely how the dissolution of the United States is going to come about.
Bit by bit, one big huge collapse.
How much military force will the United States still command?
Will the military mutiny?
Will they just sell their weapons for food and wander away like a lot of the Soviet military in Eastern Europe did in the 1990s?
Will they transfer their allegiance to smaller states and entities that can actually pay them like the Soviet military did?
We just don't know these things yet.
If the Zionist regime in Washington, D.C. remains in even partial power, then some small white enclave attempting to secede would be surrounded by a bitterly hostile enemy.
and would eventually be overrun and destroyed.
This is one of the reasons I think the Protestants of Northern Ireland have never tried to secede, no matter how many times the British government tries to sell them down the river.
Ulster is simply too small, and it wouldn't be viable as an independent state.
Too small for a republic and too large for a madhouse, as someone would.
said.
This is Daryl Adams with Oregon.
Across the Atlantic Ocean, the boats were made of wood.
They landed on the eastern shore and found the land was good.
Most of them settled down.
The others pushed on across the Appalachian into the wilderness.
Some in wagons, some on foot, and horses for the rest.
Yes, some got left behind.
The others pushed on across the Mississippi About a mile wide To face the great blame, thirst and hunger Many, many died, yes, some got left behind The others pushed on across the Rocky Mountain The salt flats of Utah The Wastelands of Nevada and the High Sierras saw that some got left behind.
The others pushed on into California, those men that knew no rest.
The Pacific Ocean stopped the restless movement west, most of them settled down.
The others turned around Turn to the south, down to Mexico.
But the people of whose blood I am, they said we'll go and settle Oregon.
The people I come from, they settled Oregon.
The people I come from
In 1844, that Pacific coast to the Rocky Mountains area, that was under American rule.
But the Oregon country, they ordered all black people out of the state.
Oregon country's provisional government, it was led by Peter Burnett.
They passed the law in 1844.
He went on to be the first governor of California.
And this is 15 years before Oregon even became a state.
The law, at the time, it allowed slaveholders to keep their slave for a maximum of three years after that.
All black people out.
Whether you were considered freed or slave, it doesn't matter.
So the history of ethnocentrism in the Oregon Territory doesn't include just kind of the Peter Burnett Lash Laws, but it also includes their refusal to ratify the 14th and 15th Amendments.
In 1848, the government passed a law making it illegal for any Negro or mulatto to live in an Oregon country.
In 1850, the Oregon Donation Land Act.
Designated that only whites and half-breed Indians would be allowed to have any land from the government.
Any other person of color was excluded from claiming any land in Oregon.
In 1857, they sought to become a state, and they wrote right into the Constitution, no free Negro or mulatto not residing in the state at the time of the adoption of the Constitution shall ever come, reside, or be within the state.
The Pacific Northwest is a very mild climate, and there's a wide variety of growing regions.
There's the marine west coast climate between the oceans and the high mountain ranges.
There's an alpine climate, obviously, that dominates the high mountains.
There's semi-arid and arid climates found to the east of the mountains, specifically like the Cascade Range and the Coast Mountains.
You've got the ability, when you're talking about crops and feeding people, which we're going to have to do because everybody's going to cut us off, we have the territory there to be able to support a large number of people.
This is Bruce Anfinson with Montana Is My Home.
Hi, I'm Bruce Anfinson.
I live outside of Helena, Montana.
The Last Chance Ranch up there.
I raise huckleberries and horses.
Well, it's beautiful with spacious skies, has amber waves of green, and has purple mountains majestic that rise up out of the flames.
And all across America, from sea to shining sea, where the mountains and the prairies meet, that's a place I need to be.
Home is where Montana is, Montana is my home, from mountain peaks to prairie lands, places I have known.
And I'm bound to ramble, yes I'm bound to roam, when I'm in off the road now boys, Montana is my home.
Well there's ranching on the prairies that play from your end, and there's sheep herds on the high plateaus in this country I call mud.
And there's farming on the prairies that turn from green to gold.
Home is where Montana is, Montana is gone.
From mountain peaks to prairie lands, places I have known.
When I'm bound to ramble, I guess I'm bound to roam.
When I'm in off the road now goes, Montana is gone.
There's a place I'd love to go to, it crosses a great divide.
From the top I can see the world below, with the mountain beach beside me.
And there's a new birth in the springtime, and summer comes alive.
and there's gathering in autumn winter's cold and quiet oh my smart mountain is Montana is my home.
The mountain peaks, the prairie lands, the places I have known.
And I'm bound to ramble.
Yes, I'm bound to roam.
When I'm in off the road now, boys, Montana is my home.
And it's the land of many waters coming down from mountains high.
And there's a mighty big sky up above us here.
You can hear them coyotes crying.
And there's plenty of room for moving.
Plenty of fresh air.
And the folks out here have the time of day.
And a helping head to share.
Home is where Montana is from.
Montana is from.
Yeah, from mountain peaks to prairie lands Places I have looked And I'm bound to ramble Yes, I'm bound to roam when I'm in off the road now, boys.
Montana is my heart.
I'm coming in off the road now, boys.
You know I'm heading home.
You know I'm heading home.
The port's obviously Portland in Oregon.
But just the ports of Seattle and Tacoma support $138 billion in economic activity.
There's more than 48,000 jobs that are supported off of the ports.
They see 28 million metric tons every year of trade coming from the east.
But they have trade networks with...
There is one nuclear power plant in the area, in Washington.
But 57% of the power that comes into the area is through hydro.
Another 26% of it is natural gas.
12% of it is wind.
You're looking at a scant 2% that's anything other than hydro, natural gas, or wind.
For crops, the Pacific Northwest is a specialty crop state.
80% of the agriculture production in that area moves out of that area and is sold off.
So there is more than enough land, more than enough variety, so that you can use that land to feed your people.
The biggest crops that come out of the area, beans, peas, potatoes, obviously, garlic, tomatoes, squash, chard, lettuce, onion, carrot, cabbage, cucumber, pumpkins, anything that needs a lot of water, you're going to get it in the Pacific Northwest.
Obviously, there are some crops that don't do well with a lot of water, and you're probably not going to get a whole lot of those going on.
The Columbia River runs right through Portland and all the way through Idaho, all the way up into Canada.
There are benefits to some of these liberal governments that have actually done a very good job of protecting natural resources sometimes.
And so you get plenty of airable land, plenty of drinkable water.
Oregon is 53% federally owned.
Idaho is 62% about% federally owned.
Washington, 28%.
Montana, 29%.
It's not like there's big military bases there or something.
All of these are protected wildlife refuges.
Plenty of game to be had in the area.
Oregon and Washington specifically are crawling with critters.
This is Johnny Cash with Lumberjack.
The End Ride this train to Roseburg, Oregon.
Now there's a town for you, and you talk about rough.
You know a lot of places in the country playing Paul Bunyan live there, but you should have seen Roseburg when me and my daddy come there.
Every one of them loggers look like Paul Bunyan to me, but I was a skinny kid about 16, and I was scared to death when we walked into that camp.
None of the lumberjacks paid any attention to me at first, but...
My Paul told the boss that me and him wanted a job.
A lot of them stopped their work to see what was going to happen.
That big boss walked around me, looked me up and down and said, Mister, I believe that boy has made out of second growth timber.
And I guess I was.
Everybody but me and Paul had a big laugh over it.
Paul got kind of mad.
Boss finally said he might start me out as a high climber.
I didn't know what a high climber was.
Boy, I sure learned fast.
That steel-corded rope cut in my back and that axe, I thought it was going to break my arms off.
But I stuck with it.
It wasn't long until I learned that a man's got to be a lot tougher than the timber he's cutting.
Finally, I could swing that cross-cut saw with the best of me.
I lived on a farm out in Iowa.
I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay.
Got trapped by a girl but a wiggle free Heard the organ timber calling me Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know.
Well, I learned this fact from a logger named Ray You don't cut timber on a windy day Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low Or you ain't gonna live to collect your dough Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle-punk, I don't know.
Well, you work in the woods from morning to night.
You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight.
On Saturday night you go to Eugene.
And on a Sunday morning your pockets are clean.
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk.
I don't know.
I don't know.
you you you The white American does have this idea that everybody is equal and everybody can get along.
We should try to take care of each other.
And the only thing that breeds contempt is proximity.
So if you don't have that proximity, all you have is a bunch of soft-hearted people who are willing to open up their hearts and their wallets to what they don't know are violent invaders.
They just don't know what it's like.
And so you do get a lot of these shit-lib types.
We're not starting from a blank slate.
We don't have scratch that we're building up from.
We're going to have to build inside, essentially, enemy territory.
And so we have to find areas that we can do that in without ending up in somebody else's gulag.
And there's really only three ways into the Pacific Northwest.
You have 90, 84, and I-5 coming up from the south.
The Rocky Mountains, as our founding fathers found out, are an almost impenetrable barrier into the West.
And if there's no highways 90 and 84, there is no way into that area unless you're going through Donner Party style.
Everybody wants the ethnostate to be where they are.
People in the South want it to be in the South.
People in Maine want it to be in Maine.
The Boer needs somewhere to get away to.
And if we can provide a...
Safe place, and I hate to use the phrase, right, but a safe space for white people to actually breed and have children and have decent lives without being overrun by the crime that's inherent in the low IQ populations of the world, then we're going to be flooded once the ball gets rolling with people that just want to come for the protection.
And I think the land mass is really going to work in the favor of the Northwest.
The big cities are going to be a pain in the ass to clean up.
But if you're talking about migrating from different parts of the world, we have a border with Canada, too.
We have seaports, too.
We're woods people.
We're winter people.
You know, we evolved to be able to have higher IQs because we had to save the seed stock through the winter.
That is...
The essence of what a white person is.
We've got a big head start in the Northwest, and I don't know that we really have enough time to put something together.
In the Northwest, there is already an infrastructure.
There is years upon years.
In the 80s and 90s, it was incredibly unfriendly to live in the Northwest as a person of color.
And that infrastructure is still there, and I think if we build upon that, we give ourselves a big head start on what I don't think is a whole lot of time left.
This is Dolly Parton.
with Eugene Oregon.
Eugene Oregon, I remember you for the rest of my life.
I won't forget how good you were to me.
know that I won't be forgetting all the kindness that you show to a homesick country girl a long, long way from Tennessee.
Tired and weary and I feel it low among strange people I didn't know.
A long, long way from home and a long time gone.
Oh, but Eugene, Oregon, you were kind.
The love you gave was genuine.
You gave me inspiration and the strength to carry on.
Eugene, Oregon, I'll remember you for the rest of my life.
And I won't forget how good you were to me.
But I won't be forgetting all the kindness that you showed to a homesick country girl a long, long way from Tennessee.
Oh, Eugene, Oregon, I have been trying to find a way to say thanks again for standing up for me when I was alone.
When I couldn't think of a better way to say the things that I wanted to say than to take my old guitar and sit right down and write you a song.
Eugene, Oregon, I'll remember you for the rest of my life.
I won't forget how good you were to be.
I won't forget how good you were to be.
But I won't be forgetting all the kindness that you showed to a homesick country girl a long, long way from Tennessee.
I won't forget how good you were to be.
Well, that's about all the time we have this week.
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Also want to remind you guys, today is October the 29th, and that means it is the birthday of Dr. Yosef Goebbels, the High Minister of Propaganda for the NSDAP.
We'll talk to you again next week, and until then, hail victory, comrades.
We're going to say that this people are not against the total conflict of the government.
He will not the total war, but the Kaptulation!
He will not the total war, but the Kaptulation!
He will not the total war!
We can't stand by the Kaptulation!
We are ready to stand by the Kaptulation of the city of the Kaptulation!
He will not be convinced by all the people who are in the world!
We will not be convinced by all the people who are in the world!
I ask you: I ask you: Are you convinced by the leader in the victory of the siege, the strength of the siege, through thick and dünn, and under Aufnahme of the most difficult person to follow?
The war of the siege, the war of the siege, the war of the siege!
The war of the siege, the war of the siege, the war of the siege!
You have to call our enemies what you have to know!
So we don't give any illusions and wrong thoughts back to him.
The powerful government, who is on this world, himself, is under us and is closed.
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