Friday, March 24, 2017

The Moral Imperative Of Northwest Migration (2010)

A hundred years from now, the Northwest Republic will still be seeking White immigrants from what is left of the Western world. It will be the primary function of the Homeland to be just that, a homeland and refuge for all the persecuted and endangered Aryan peoples of the world from Afrikaners to Serbs to Ulstermen.

The main problem we have to overcome now is something I've mentioned in the past, and that is the apparent near total loss of the alpha gene that once was the distinguishing feature of our people, that pioneer willingness and even eagerness to go first. It just seems to be gone.

Really, you would think that once White people understood what is on offer out here and once they read the Northwest novels, that they would be on fire with enthusiasm, that they couldn’t wait to come out here. I should be seeing out-of-state license plates coming over the hill every day here. But instead, ostensible White nationalists are hunkering down in their houses and their cheap furnished apartments, and waiting for Harold to wave his magic wand and create the world I portray in my novels, by magic.

They are clinging like grim death to whatever is left of their middle-class lifestyle in nigger-infested Florida and Louisiana, in Mexicanized Texas and Arizona, in Jewified New York and Raleigh, and in the god-awful cesspool that is California.

The incredible fact is that rather than bestir themselves with physical effort most so-called White nationalists would rather stay where they are, in economic misery and in physical danger, surrounded by non-whites and liberal garbage and homosexual perverts, cowering amidst the ruins of their old middle-class lives. They’d rather sit tight and wait for someone else to do all the heavy lifting than exert a small amount of effort, than take a modicum of risk and come out here where they have a chance to create a new world.

It’s really difficult to believe that most White people today are the descendants either of pioneers who loaded up all their possessions into Conestoga wagons and set off across a trackless wilderness up the Oregon trail to reach the Northwest, with nothing at all waiting for them. Or else they are the descendants of Irish and German and Scandinavian and Italian and Polish immigrants who packed up everything they owned into a few cheap trunks and suitcases and spent weeks at sea in the steerage of rusty old steamers to step ashore at Ellis Island, again with nothing waiting for them, no one to set out the cakes and ale.

What in God’s name has happened to us? What have these damned Jews done to us, to make us so weak, so timid, so afraid of our own shadows that we are now terrified to pack a moving van and take a three or four-day drive down an interstate highway, sleeping in a soft motel bed every night, crossing in a matter of days and in comfort a span of territory it took those Conestoga wagons nine months to cross, with our ancestors leaving graves behind at almost every stop?

The Butler Pan has been in existence since the year 2000. The Northwest novels have been around beginning from 2003. The central idea of Northwest independence has been adequately explained to those in our own community and the complete lack of any realistic alternative plan, or indeed any plan at all, is now crystal clear. So what the hell is everybody waiting for? 

Basically, they are still waiting for Harold Covington to wave his magic wand, waiting for me to pull the magic beans out of my pockets. They’re still watching and waiting for Harold to do it all, and produce a finished product that they don’t have to help build. They are waiting for Harold and the small handful of people I have here in the Homeland to get all the heavy lifting done. They’re waiting for the cakes and ale to be set out. Let’s the blunt: they are waiting to be given things.

Oh, sure, when the word gets out that there is someplace White Nationalists can go and meet actual, real people and not e-mail addresses, then we’ll have a flood of newcomers---once the dam breaks and they see someone else going first. We just can’t find anyone who is willing to go first.

I’m not referring to the T-shirt Youth, the young men with nothing but the T-shirts on their backs. They’re a special case and I’ll discuss them later on. But the fact is that we don’t have a bunkhouse or a refrigerator full of beer to offer them, and they’re not really part of the equation.

I get complaints to the effect of “Oh, Harold, I can’t come Northwest now, there’s no safety net.” Well, you’re right. The lack of a safety net didn’t bother our pioneer ancestors who loaded up their Conestoga wagons and it didn’t bother the immigrants who crowded into the holds of those ships headed for Ellis Island, but these are 21st century White people and they’re not made of the old stuff, the right stuff. 21st century Whites are products of Anheuser-Busch, the Frito-Lay corporation, and Mickey D’s.

No, what we need are substantial White people, who have displayed some energy, some talent, some work ethic, and achieved some personal success in life. We need you to come here, to bring your skills and your talents and your assets with you, and help us build that very safety net, so that when this whole American ball of wax comes unglued and we have thousands of White people showing up here in the Homeland as genuine, honest-to-God refugees, there will be some way for us to take them in and get them incorporated into the Party and the revolution.

It’s been said that if someone is a success in Florida or Ohio or Texas or Wisconsin then they aren’t going to come to the Northwest because they don’t need to. This assumes that these are just typical Amurricans who do nothing unless it’s for economic motives or out of self interest, and that’s not the kind of migrants we need here in the Homeland.

We’re not asking people to migrate because there’s something in it for them, although in point of fact there is quite a bit in it for them personally. We are asking them to Come Home to the land that God and/or destiny has appointed to be our people’s lifeboat in the storm, because it is right.

Let’s consider this a test of character. We need people with that old pioneer spirit who do not come expecting to be given things on their arrival. The American sense of entitlement stops here. We will either recover that old pioneer spirit, or else we will perish from the face of the earth.

Guys, I’m going to take time out here and tell you a personal story. 


In May of 2002, when I was Coming Home myself, I was rolling westward down Interstate 80 in Nebraska, and I stopped for lunch at a truck stop somewhere between Hastings and North Platte, if I recall correctly. It was one of these big plaza-type truck stops with a motel and a restaurant and a little shopping mall, I’m sure you all seen the kind of place I’m talking about. I bought a local newspaper, from Hastings if I remember right, and I read it while I was eating. There was a story in that paper about a recent historical find in the area.

A local utility crew had been digging an underground cable trench or something of the kind, and they had come upon a grave site with a rough wooden coffin. They called in archaeologists from some Nebraska university to excavate it and identify it. There were some remains in the coffin, presumably skeletal, which they were able to carbon date from around 1850 or so. There were the remnants of clothing, what appeared to be a calico and gingham dress.

The archaeologists identified the remains as that of a female Caucasian, a teenaged girl of about sixteen. Nothing to identify her beyond that, no way to tell what her name was. Judging from a number of other indicators they believed that she had been a member of a party of early pioneers who had been crossing the prairie, she had died on the way, no way to tell how or why.


Her family knocked together a makeshift coffin for her, from whatever lumber they had to hand, possibly part of their wagon, and buried her before moving on their way westward, leaving their daughter behind forever, to be remembered only as a name and maybe some old faded 19th-century glass plate photograph among her descendants who eventually made it to California or Oregon or Washington.

And when I had read this newspaper story, I looked all around me at the restaurant, and the motel, and the little stores full of useless plastic junk, and the superhighway outside with the cars and trucks whizzing by at 65 miles an hour on their way west, and for the first time I think it really hit me what those pioneers had gone through in order to do what so many of you are too timid and frightened to do.

These unknown White people 150 years ago left their home in Pennsylvania or North Carolina or Massachusetts, walking or riding at about five miles an hour most likely to St. Joseph, Missouri, where they spent their life’s savings on overpriced supplies, and then they just started walking, walking west. No one waiting for them, no idea where they’d end up, no idea what lay ahead. Just following an ancient call of our race that has been with us for five thousand years, since the first Aryans started walking west towards the setting sun from our first homeland around Lake Baikal in central Russia.

The Celts, the Doric Greeks, the Medes, the Scythians, the Goths, the Franks and Lombards, the Slavs, the Magyars, the Norse, that’s how they all got to where they settled and became nations. Five thousand years this little stroll of ours has been going on, and now we’re too timid and weak to complete the journey and save our people from extinction.

Those ancestors of ours set out fully knowing what price they might pay for this new land, and they paid it when they left their daughter, or their young wife in that crude box buried beneath the Nebraska sod. But us—oh, no, we can’t possibly come Northwest. That’s too risky, that’s too dangerous, we might not be able to get a minimum wage job in Washington flipping burgers beside Mexicans, oh, horrors, no, no, too chancy….


What in God’s name have these evil Jews done to us? What have we done to ourselves?

So let me just tell you this. If and when you finally do screw your courage to the sticking point, as Shakespeare said, and you’re on your way out here to your future Homeland down Interstate 80, or maybe Interstate 90 if you take a more northerly route, look out your car or truck window at that barren landscape around you as you’re going through Nebraska or Colorado or Wyoming, and think about how many other graves like that young girl’s are out there, undiscovered and unnamed, along the way the way you’re traveling at 65 miles an hour. 


And when you do, all of a sudden whether or not you can get a job in Seattle or Boise or some town in Oregon won’t seem quite so earth-shaking a consideration, now will it?




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Saturday, March 18, 2017

Do Not Allow Yourself To Be Entrapped




Guys, you need to read this one and for once, do what I say. It may be a matter of life and death. Do not allow yourself to be entrapped into so-called "criminal conspiracy" by federal law enforcement or other kinds of police provocateurs.

The FBI and other American political police agencies routinely perjure themselves in court and use fabricated evidence, including doctored audio recordings and planted forensics such as fibers etc. They also retain a small army of informers called "$400 men"from the fact that they are paid a basic $400 per week tax-free.  These people are also paid on a piecework basis and receive heavy cash bonuses per year of prison time they inflict on innocent people. The informer "Tony Evola" received a $50,000 bonus for the first White American convicted under the Patriot Act, Matt Hale.

This is not Harold being paranoid. The FBI's habit of fabricating so-called "terrorism" cases from the ground up has become a matter of such wide remark that it has even been covered in the mainstream media.

Usually the pattern is to select some poor old Apu from down at the Quickie Mart and surround him with a so-called Al-Qaeda or ISIS "terror cell," usually all of whom are paid FBI informers or badge-carrying agents. Mohammed Moola-boola is then persuaded to accept receipt of a so-called "suicide vest" which looks like a bomb but which actually consists of road flares or inert material. (In one case an FBI-provided pick-up truck loaded with Play Doh was supposed to be a truck bomb of Semtex.)

Apu is given detailed instructions by his so-called cell leader or FBI handler to go out and blow up a specific target at a specific time. He is recorded agreeing to commit this act, usually with several repeated questions along the line of "Are you sure you want to do this?" recorded in English for the benefit of the future jury, probably in this case conservative Whites who will be glad of any opportunity to show their revulsion for the rag-headed invaders whom we are not allow actually to fight. (Any time anyone is clearly attempting to get you to say certain things out loud regarding illegal acts, you should suspect a recording microphone nearby.)

Then Apu goes to that spot or commits some other overt act which fulfills the legal requirements for conspiracy, and he is arrested and sent to prison for 30 years for the crime of being an easily-manipulated dumb-ass whom some FBI SSA decided would be useful fodder for his career and a budget-booster for his office.

These tactics are also used against White American political dissidents on a regular basis. If anything, we are traditionally easier to entrap than Muslims. The Bureau and other federal agencies have been doing it for years. Some of the most notorious and blatant fabrications committed by federal law enforcement against White Americans are:

*The murder of Katherine Ainsworth by "off-duty" agents in Mississippi in 1968, believed paid for by the ADL;

*The frame-up of Leroy Gibson in the early 1970s;

*The insertion of ATF undercover agent Bernard Butkovich into the Klan and NSPA in the late 1970s, On November 3rd, 1979 Butkovich's activities resulted in the shooting dead of five Communist Workers' Party members and the arrest of 16 White men in Greensboro, North Carolina when a government plot to kill targeted individuals went awry; Butkovich himself is believed to have been murdered by his own agency years later to prevent embarrassing testimony.

*The murder of a number of faggots in a homo bookstore in Shelby, North Carolina in January of 1987, in order to protect the cover of informer Frazier Glenn Miller, who had been engaging in homosexual activities at the store. (This one actually had a lot of ramifications beyond the Miller case; long, long story I never did figure out more than a bit of.) Charges were later fabricated against two White Patriot Party men in order to cover up the participation of Miller and other federal assets.

*The ATF pressuring of Randy Weaver to become an informer which eventually led to the vicious attack on his home by ATF and FBI in which Weaver's wife and child were murdered by federal law enforcement;

*The fabricated case against Matt Hale in 2003, when Hale was arrested and sentenced to 40 years for typing a single sentence into an AOL instant chat, specifically "I cannot be involved in this." Hale was convicted under the Patriot Act by a monkoidal jury on the basis of hundreds of hours of audio conversation and transcribed internet chat because he "used racial slurs";

*That poor old fart in Spokane who worked at the Salvation Army store, whose name escapes me. This derelict in his 50s was framed for allegedly trying to blow up the city, by that same punk informer they tried to sic on us back in 2010. This kid was pressured into doing it because the Bureau caught him with some pot plants in his room, which was illegal at the time. 

*The Dennis Mahon case, where a long-term female FBI informant engaged in multiple sexual liaisons with Dennis and others in order to gain trust and fabricate evidence;

*Probably the most infamous FBI frame case of all, wherein attorney Edgar Steele was arrested in 2010, and convicted on the basis of fabricated and altered audio files. Two international experts prepared to testify that the Steele audio had been altered were not allowed to appear in court by a bent judge. Steele was later murdered in prison, apparently on orders from the Eric Holder Justice Department;

*The framing of Kevin Harpham in the 2011 Bionic Backpack incident in Spokane, through the threatening of his terminally ill father's Medicare and VA benefits, by which Harpham was coerced into pleading guilty despite the fact that it was logistically impossible for him to have committed the "crime" within the Bureau's timeline. 

Like the Steele case, the backpack thing appears to have been a fabrication from the get-go by FBI agents who were threatened with transfer out of lovely predominantly-White Spokane to Muslim-and-beaner-infested hellholes like Detroit and Los Angeles, in order to bring back the good old days of Aryan Nations and Pastor Butler when the Inland Northwest was a "terror hotspot." (At one stage, because of Pastor Butler there were more ATF agents operating out of Spokane than there were in New York City.)

*The ongoing lunatic Bill White case, which has been extensively discussed on this site. Suffice it to say that for a period of almost three years prior to his first arrest, White appears to have been surrounded by a small army of FBI informers, $400-a-week men. At one point FBI-JTTF appears to have attempted to persuade some of these operatives to murder White. That one conviction must have cost the Bureau over a million dollars in informants' fees alone.

*God knows how many "militia" groups and small isolationist religious sects who live alone out in the woods, down through the years. I honestly can't remember. 

Why Do They Do It? 

Why do they do it? Why does federal law enforcement routinely use fabrication and perjury to frame the innocent, rather than do their jobs and protect the American people by hunting down for-real terrorists such as Muslim jihadists and the tens of thousands of foreign criminals admitted to this country by Barack Obama's abolition of the border during his reign?

Simple. Burn this into your brain: Without terrorists, there can be no anti-terrorists. 

The FBI does this kind of thing for the same reason they do everything else: for money. Remember: "terrorism" both real and imagined is an industry, an incredibly lucrative one. Billions and billions of dollars are expended in the U.S. and throughout the Western world on both generating and fighting against terrorism.

The anti-terrorism industry generates a tumbling Niagara Falls of wealth into the laps of the world's governing elites, almost all in the form of Western (White) taxpayer dollars and euros. Vast amounts of anti-terrorism cash flows into the coffers of government departments; think tanks; law enforcement agencies from British MI6 down to Deputy Barney Fife in Mayberry with all his new paramilitary gear and toys; private security agencies; manufacturers of weapons and security gadgets; industrial research grants into security-related applications like electronic spying and surveillance; and above all budget, budget, budget for military and bureaucrats. Everyone in the EU, the U.S.A., and the English-speaking word who draws a government salary benefits in some way from the anti-terrorism industry.

Nor is it all government. The private sector makes billions off anti-terrorism every year in a hundred ways. The Hollywood budget alone for endless movies like the Die Hard series or TV series like the 24 and NCIS families and spin-offs boggles the mind. 

Without terrorists, there can be no anti-terrorists. It therefore behooves the anti-terrorism industry to ensure that there is a steady supply of terrorists to be captured, stuffed, and mounted on the walls of various agencies in order to justify their existence.

But the problem is, hunting and apprehending real terrorists is messy and dangerous and uncertain. Despite all the massive appurtenances of the surveillance state, the record of these agencies in catching for-real, non-fabricated terrorists who are seriously planning on doing harm is not too impressive. Lucky for the FBI, there aren't that many genuine terrorists around, certainly nothing to compare with all the made-up cases fabricated for brownie points and budget dollars.

You have to bear in mind, this isn't J. Edgar Hoover's FBI.  The lean, snappily-dressed young Mormons are gone and the career bureaucrats, the computer geeks and technocrats and management gurus have replaced the real cops like Melvin Purvis and Bill Roemer and Cartha DeLoach. Di-voice-ity-appointed beanerz and niggaz and wimmins is done took over de muthafukkin Bureau, essay.

Hunting down and capturing for-real violent criminals and seventh-century religious warriors can't be done by sitting in a cubicle with a Starbucks and a hoagie from the breakroom vending machine, spying on people or listening in on their conversations. The agents have to get in their rental cars or their black SUVs with the illegally tinted windows and do a lot of driving and walking and sitting freezing their ass off in stakeouts in bad neighborhoods at three in the morning. 

(I recall there was at least one case some years ago where FBI on a surveillance were attacked and shot by common or garden-variety street niggers who wanted to jack their fancy ride.)

To catch actual criminals they have to put in unpaid overtime when they can't hit the bars or (to be fair) be with their families. Hunting down real bad guys is, like, you know, man, work. And what did our dear old Dads always tell us? "Don't work hard, son. Work smart."

Plus--and this is the biggie--there's always the chance that if they go after real criminals or jihadists, those guys might not understand that they're supposed to be terrified of the big, bad FBI. They might actually shoot at federal agents and endanger their pampered asses and their pensions. Yaaaaaaah! No, no, anything but that!

"Jesus, I didn't sign up for this! I'm supposed to be sitting behind my computer right now reading blogs and Twitter posts and listening to Radio Free Northwest so maybe we can catch that old fart saying something we can use to make him shut up and get our little gold star on our foreheads from the J. Edgar Building! Nobody said anything about anybody shooting at my ass! What the hell are the local boys for? Don't they have a SWAT team? What the hell do they think we gave them all that military weaponry and gear for?" 

Get On With It, Harold 

Right, right. Sorry. It's just that it's difficult to discuss the vagaries of our beloved state security services without beginning to rave.

Okay, based on more years of experience than I care to recall in observing and evading the criminal and despicable behavior of federal law enforcement, here are HAC's handy-dandy tips at avoiding entrapment by the dictator's servants: 

Internet 

1) Be security conscious, not paranoid. A lot of secret police behavior is psychological warfare designed specifically to interdict constitutionally protected political and expressional activity by generating alarm, despondency, confusion and paranoia. How do you tell the difference? Security consciousness helps you function as a political dissident. Paranoia prevents you from functioning.

2) The late Pastor Robert Miles used to say "Never write down anything you don't want read out open court." Today this translates as "never e-mail or tweet anything you don't want read out in open court, or which you don't want to exist forever in the weird twilight of cyberspace." Remember, the internet is forever. Nothing is ever genuinely deleted or beyond recovery on the internet.

3) Always remember the First Rule of the Internet: You never know who the hell you're talking to. Never assume that anyone on the internet or e-mail is telling you the truth, about anything. If it can't be verified or you don't already know for a concrete fact it's true, keep it in a kind of gray mental limbo reserved for things which may be fact or which may be somebody's narrative, and be aware of the difference. One thing the left-loons have nailed dead on: we are living in the post-factual era.

4) If someone cannot or will not give you some verification of identity or bona fides on the internet, and refuses to give you any idea who TF you're talking to, break contact. At the very least he is using the internet to PLAY. At worst he's up to some attempt to do harm.

5) Do not engage with trolls. Block them if possible. Ignore them if it's not possible to block them. In the White nationalist cyber-world a large amount of trolling is in fact done by paid operatives working either directly for the secret police agencies or indirectly through NGOs such as the Anti-Defamation League, the Southern Poverty Law Center, etc. Trolls seek to wage psychological warfare on their targets and stir the pot to see what floats to the surface, including information.

6)  Do not troll yourself. It gives social media platform operators excuses to cancel your account. Use the internet to communicate with and persuade our own people, not to heckle liberal idiots or to play pranks on niggers. Do not use the internet to PLAY. It is not a toy, it is the only access to mass media and communication we have. Don't blow it.

7) Do not, do not, do not put photographs of yourself holding legal semi-automatic weapons or any firearms at all on web sites or social media. Do not pretend to be some bad-ass guerrilla figher. You are not. Camouflage of any kind should probably be avoided as well.

8) Social media which is in any way connected to us or White nationalism or alt.right is monitored. It is also archived, and anything you say on Twitter or Facebook or Gab can come back to bite you years later. Always remember this.

9) Do not threaten people on social media or talk about criminal acts. Just because Soros' people can get away with it doesn't mean we can. Soros employees have that privilege. We do not. I recall the case of the 13 year-old boy in Texas who was sentenced to 8 years in prison for making a joke on Facebook about burning down his school, which an asshole District Attorney with pork fat between his ears and pork feces in his heart called "making terroristic threats."

Avoid Traditional Entrapment Techniques 

1) Even when you think you are in a safe place and among trusted friends, do not talk about illegal activity or allow others to do so in your presence.

The horrific case of the Asheville Six, which I once described on Radio Free Northwest, illustrates how foolish it is to allow others to sit there babbling like brooks about committing crimes and saying nothing. One man babbled, and five men and one woman went to prison. All that would have been necessary would have been for just one of them to say, loudly and clearly into the SBI microphone, "Frank, we are not going to actually DO anything of the kind. Now be quiet!" That one simple sentence would have avoided what? Maybe 30 years cumulative of prison time?

2) Do not allow anyone to persuade you to "hold" anything for them in your home or rent them a storage area in your name to "hold" stuff, especially things like seemingly innocuous household chemicals. "Bomb-making materials."

3) I know this is going to sound prudish, but it is probably best to remove alcohol from all of your political and racial activities, social or otherwise. Alcohol loosens lips, and loose lips sink ships. We will have plenty of time to roll out the barrel and hoist the flowing bowl once we have driven these scum from our land with our clear heads and our courage.

4) Do not allow trusted members of your circle suddenly to appear with a stranger in tow, and lay on you the line that "This is Joe Shmoe, he's a good ole boy like us, totally to be trusted, I vouch for him." Most likely the secret police caught your friend doing something he shouldn't and they have twisted his arm into bringing a $400-a-week man into your group. Check out Joe Shmoe yourself.

 5) Check out everybody yourself as closely as you can. It has always struck me as absurd that someone applying for a job at Wal-mart has to undergo a more thorough background check than someone joining a White nationalist organization.

6) Do not assume that innocence will save you from some kind of attempt to use the law to silence and destroy you. It will not. The men and women trying to hurt you and your family know perfectly well you are innocent. It's not about you. It's about them, their needs, their desires, their agenda. You and your family and your friends are just the raw material they work with to generate money and prestige for themselves.

7) While it has so far been safe to for us discuss revolution in fiction or theory, or as historical observation, this may not hold much longer as our beloved Lords and Ladies become more and more twitchy and start seeing guillotines looming. 

Never discuss or write about any specific, identifiable person or building or institution as a target, or any specific illegal act as to to time, location, etc. Never utter or write anything which remotely resembles a threat to an identifiable, specific individual. Yes, I know the left-scum threaten to murder President Trump all the time on Twitter and nothing is done. We're not them. I repeat: Soros's people have privileges in politically correct society that we do not.

 We live in a world based on lies. Do not be surprised when those who hate all human life attempt to use those lies to hurt you and make you suffer, simply because they can. This is why one day, somehow, we're going to have to find within ourselves the courage and the moral strength to ... well, you know.

Friday, March 17, 2017

Taking It Real Again: Part Deux


Okay, this is where we run into the hypocrisy issue. A lot of the advice I have to give you guys involves you not doing certain things that I myself do, or doing things that I myself do not or cannot do, due to factors of my age, my medical situation, my personal situation, and my functional mission within the Movement. There is necessarily a lot of "do as I say, not as I do" in all this.

I am aware of the irony here. I apologize for it, but it is what it is. I would sell my soul to turn back the clock and recover the last 20 years as fully productive ones, but it doesn't work like that. All I can do is try and pass on what I have learned.

We in the White right have become world-class experts in how not to do it, and we have a solid record of 50 years of failure to prove it. A very good rule of thumb for young White people concerned about the ongoing genocide and advancing tyranny of the globalists is to look closely at what we did for all those years and avoid those tactics like the plague, especially street-walking.

However, that doesn't mean that the new technological age is any better. Many of the problems we have today didn't exist twenty years ago, or even ten. The fact is that for all the advantages we have gained through the use of the internet--and they are many--one deleterious unintended consequence is that internet has now virtually replaced physical activity of any kind taking place in the real world. 

In a sense our Movement is like one gigantic game of World of Warcraft. We have created a kind of fantasy world into which Whiteboys of all ages escape as soon as they get off work (if they have any) and can get back to their parents' basements or their shabby rented rooms, wherein they can assume the parts of warrior dwarves, or dragon-riders, or mighty all-knowing wizards. I admit, I find it fun myself. I even get to advise the President himself on my Twitter, although I doubt he ever actually sees my tweets. We didn't get to do that before.

But it's not real, guys. None of it is real. Lavoy Finnicum lying murdered in the snow by the FBI is real. Kate Steinle lying dead on the pavement of San Francisco at the hand of a beaner already deported five times is real. Bill White still rotting in prison for a "crime" the Supreme Court declared not to be a crime almost two years ago, because his legal filings are simply ignored, is real. The crappy rented rooms you live in, your shattered lives or the lives you were never able to start, your inability to find a potential wife and mother for your children who has not been driven insane, the lost years of the Clintons and Jug-ears and Obama, these things are real. 

You can't make up for all these things by playing with an electronic gizmo and living in a fantasy world that involves escaping reality and not confronting it and overcoming it.

We have to somehow re-acquire the habits we once had of doing things that do not involve keyboards, electronic screens, websites, podcasts, YouTubes, smartphones, or "devices" in general. We must learn once again to interface and interact with human beings, not machines. Just because I am now forced to rely entirely too much on these things out of age and poverty and 50-11 other factors doesn't mean you have to be the same.

Do as I say, not as I do. No, really--you can't find a better expert than me on how not to do it. I've been watching us fail for two generations now.

More to come ...

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

I Don't Get Us

I don't get us. We will fight and kill and bleed and die and conspire and scheme and go to immense efforts and risk prison and death and torture--but always either A) for money; B) for weird sex shit, C) to avenge our butt-hurt feelings, or D) because we're just crazy as a shit-house rat. Never for any identifiable political or racial motive, except for a few like Dylann Roof and that Canadian kid who whacked out the mosque in Quebec, and then only under the worst possible PR circumstances.

Zack Hatfield, Cat-Eyes Lockhart, and Nightshade remain fictional characters.


Saturday, March 11, 2017

It's GUBU, I Tell You (1990s)

Okay, people, listen up! Harold has had a flash of inspiration. I've developed the definitive nomenclature for all the weird and dysfunctional behavior which is The Movement. I don't know why I didn't think of this before.

When I first arrived in Ireland in 1982, the Taoiseach (prime minister) of the time was a charming rogue named Charles Haughey, a man who could have given Bill Clinton lessons in strange political behavior, except Haughey was (and is) a lot more efficient at it. 

There were some absolutely Clinton-esque goings-on in Haughey's administration. Most of these I won't get into, but in the week after I arrived, a wanted double murderer named Malcolm McArthur was arrested by the Dublin Civil Guards (police) while staying as a house guest in the apartment of the Irish Attorney General, whose name escapes me. McArthur was actually being squired around Dublin in the Attorney General's government-chauffered Mercedes as his guest, and he discussed the nationwide hunt for the murderer (himself) over tea and tiffins at the theater and at the race course with the Garda Commissioner and the Minister of Justice, who at that time did not know that McArthur was their man.

When confronted by this, Haughey told reporters "I find that situation grotesque, unbelievable, bizarre, and unprecedented." Charlie Haughey's political arch enemy, Dr. Conor Cruise O'Brien picked up on this and coined an acronym, "GUBU," for all the weird things that were going on under Haughey's administration. He would begin his column in the Irish Times with, "Well, we've another GUBU today..." Although O'Brien intended this term to apply only to his hate object Haughey, everyone else in Ireland caught on to this expression and all of a sudden everything that was weird, silly, bureaucratic, dodgey, and or generally corrupt in Irish society was dubbed "GUBU." It crept into the language in Ireland; for all I know it is still used.

I have referred to the Bowel Movement, to the Bad Craziness, and other terms in the past to try and express that peculiar combination of corruption, incompetence, egotism, stupidity, and lunacy which is so uniquely ours in this mess we call a Movement. But I think from now on I'm going to Hibernicize this whole concept under a term I hope catches on throughout the whole Net and elsewhere when referring to the insanity which is US---"GUBU". It's short, it's snappy, it's alliterative, and it says so much in two short syllables.

Grotesque, unbelievable, bizarre, unprecedented. GUBU is you. GUBU is me. Come and do that GUBU that you do so well. 

Of course, the monarch and exemplar of all GUBU is The Great Man Himself, Dr. William L. Pierce of lawsuit and bank robbery and blowing up Disneyland fame. But there are so many other competitors for the title of Prince GUBU that he may not retain the title for long.

Begorrah!
-HAC