Monday, January 30, 2017

The Ghost Dance (Text)

Here are the online links to the text of all three Ghost Dance programs. Please make use of them. You might also combine all three into one lengthy essay yourselves and make use of it both online and in hard copy form. If there seems to be any demand I can make a .pdf of it.


Saturday, January 28, 2017

HAC Classics - On Buggery


On Buggery

Historical Commentaries On A Revolting Perversion 

“I do not condemn true sodomites, for God has afflicted them as surely as any leper. But I despise men whose tastes are normal, yet who experiment with sodomy’s allures like bathers dipping their toes into icy water, and who corrupt the young into loathsomeness. When I contemplate their practices I want to vomit.” – Sir Walter Tyrrell, circa 1100 A.D. quoted by George Shipway in The Paladin. 

“You rich do not marry, you only have those toys of yours, those boy slaves that play woman for you.” – Quintilian, Roman advocate and rhetorician, 1st century A.D. 

“Thus the blasphemy of the homosexual formula, for it denies Babalon and breeds devils in chaos.” - Kenneth Grant, Nightside of Eden. 

“I was homosexual once. It didn’t work.” – actor Richard Burton.

 “Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is an abomination.” -  Leviticus 18: 22 

“Those shameful acts against nature, such as were committed in Sodom, ought everywhere and always to be detested and punished. If all nations were to do such things, they would be held guilty of the same crime by the law of God, which has not made men so that they should use one another in this way” -  St. Augustine (Confessions 3:8:15). 

“When a gay person turns his back on you, it is anything but an insult; it’s an invitation” – Rush Limbaugh

 “Most invading armies kill all the men and rape all the women. The Turks in Cyprus did the reverse.” – Cypriot exile Peter Cash 

“I do not believe that any man can ever be truly at peace in living out a homosexual orientation.” – Dr. Joseph Nicolosi, American clinical psychologist.

 “The argument by the hypocrites of homosexuality that homosexual tendencies are genetically ingrained in some individuals is almost laughably irrelevant. We are all genetically predisposed toward some sin or another, and we are all expected to control those genetic predispositions.” – Mormon leader Orson Scott Card.

 “...the offenders being hereof convicted by verdict confession or outlawry shall suffer such pains of death and losses and penalties of their good chattels debts lands tenements and hereditaments as felons do according to the Common Laws of this Realm. And that no person offending in any such offence shall be admitted to his Clergy.” - An Acte for the punysshement of the vice of Buggerie, England, 1533

 “...the homosexual conduct of a parent -- conduct involving a sexual relationship between two persons of the same gender -- creates a strong presumption of unfitness that alone is sufficient justification for denying that parent custody of his or her own children or prohibiting the adoption of the children of others.... Homosexual conduct is, and has been, considered abhorrent, immoral, detestable, a crime against nature, and a violation of the laws of nature and of nature’s God upon which this Nation and our laws are predicated. Such conduct violates both the criminal and civil laws of this State and is destructive to a basic building block of society -- the family....It is an inherent evil against which children must be protected.” –ruling of Alabama Supreme Court.

 “As a mother, I know that homosexuals cannot biologically reproduce children; therefore, they must recruit our children.” - Anita Bryant, 1977  

“What’s next? Marrying animals? (said to the Associated Press when asked about gay marriage) - baseball player John Smoltz. 
“I thought men like that shot themselves.” – George, Prince of Wales, later King George V but then a Royal Navy midshipman, when he learned why a certain naval officer was cashiered.

“Although we are reluctant to speak of something which is reckless to consider and reckless to perform, terrible sins are nevertheless sometimes committed, and it happens that one man desires to sin against nature with another. We therefore command that if any commit this sin, once it is proven, both be castrated before the whole populace, and on the third day be hung up by the legs until dead, and that their bodies never be taken down.” – 13th century decree of King Ferdinand III of Castile, called Ferdinand the Saint. 

"Gay guys are the horniest people in the world…they’re disgusting. Dude, most of them probably have AIDS.” – Paris Hilton

 “With this look, who’s going to think I’m gay? I don’t lend myself to that type of confusion. Do I look like a homosexual? Do I talk like them? Do I move like them?” – Mel Gibson, interview with Spanish newspaper El Pais, 1991 

“It not only is a complete undermining of the principles of family and marriage and the hope of future generations, but it completely begins to see our society break down to the extent that that foundational unit of the family that is the hope of survival of this country is diminished to the extent that it literally is a threat to the nation’s survival in the long run.” - Rep. Trent Franks (R-Ariz.), October 28, 2011, speaking about same-sex marriage in a radio interview. 

“If marriage is radically redefined as a way of just affirming loving feelings of attraction, then equality will require allowing people who love dogs to marry dogs. And people who love ice cream to marry ice cream.” - Daniel Heimbach, senior professor of ethics at Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary 

“Re-writing my fav Shania Twain song ... Any man that tries touching my behind he’s gonna be a beaten, bleedin’, heaving kind of guy.” – Tweet from country song writer Blake Shelton.

“When a man couples as though he were a woman, what can a woman desire who offers herself to men? When sex loses its function, which the crime which is better not to know is committed, when Venus changes her nature, when love is sought and not found, then we commanded that laws should rise up, and that the laws should be armed with an avenging sword, so that the shameless ones today and tomorrow may suffer the prescribed penalties." – Roman emperor Constantius II, 342 A.D.

HAC Classics - Dreaming The Iron Dream (1999)

[April 20th, 1999]

Comrades and Brothers:

As the last summer of this most terrible of centuries begins, I find myself thinking of a day in early summer twenty-eight years ago.

On that day, having completed my last final exam and thus my last day at Chapel Hill High School, I walked up to my car in the parking lot on a hill beside the school. I stopped at the summit of that hill and turned, looking back at the buildings, remembering all that had occurred there over the past three years. In that moment I made a silent vow to myself that I would devote my life to ensuring that someday, no White boy or girl would ever again have to go through what I had to go through in that place.

To my frequent amazement, this vow of mine I have kept through almost three decades of chaos and madness. The century draws to a close and it is not inappropriate, I think, for us as a group to pause for the few remaining months of it and assess where we have all been and what we have done.

Many years ago an author named Norman Spinrad wrote a book called The Iron Dream. The book was not a very memorable one, a kind of literary joke, purporting to be what Adolf Hitler would have written had he emigrated to the United States after the Beer Hall Putsch and become a science fiction writer in New York.

Yet the phrase has stuck in my mind. I think it is a good one, very descriptive of the kind of vision that National Socialism has for Aryan mankind. National Socialism itself might be said to be an Iron Dream, a vision of a world and a human identity that endures like hard metal instead of decaying like mere flabby flesh, and where the soul of man is hard and strong instead of weak and vacillating. The Iron Dream is the hidden, instinctive soul of our mighty race; it lurks beneath the surface of the mind and desire of every White man and woman ever born, for it is the gift of the God or gods who forged our people from the ice and snow and granite of the vast forested expanse of our ancient homeland.

All my life I have dreamed the Iron Dream. I do not know why; some are simply born out of step with their time, I suppose. Even as a child I understood that things around me weren’t right somehow, that this was not the way life is supposed to be. Always I have been haunted, obsessed by a vision of a world very different than the one which I grew up in, an all-White world with very different standards and priorities. A world of strength and valor and glory, full of all the qualities and virtues and experiences which have been so deliberately bred out of us by Judaic materialism. When I was young I had an idealized view of the past, all White faces, of course, but I had no idea of what this brave new world should be like in the future, until I discovered and understood the true meaning of Adolf Hitler, the Third Reich and National Socialism.

I have served the Iron Dream since that time, because for me there was no other conceivable path. Every opportunity which presented itself for me to conform (and there were many) I rejected out of hand. It wouldn’t have been so hard. Like the ancient Roman emperor Domitian, all the power structure asked was that occasionally, I burn a small pinch of incense on the altars of the false gods of Judaism and materialism. But never once in my life have I burned that small pinch of incense which would have been my ticket into the wonderful world of money and consumer goods—that symbolic gesture of submission which would have meant, among other things, that I would have a medical insurance policy when I reached age forty-five.

At age seventeen, I recognized a racial, moral imperative which demanded my full attention and dedication, and I have submitted to it without question ever since. Not the usual twentieth century life story, to be sure, or at least not a very common one since 1945. “Making my peace with the system”, a phrase I have actually heard used in the past few years by some people who were once active in the resistance, is something which simply never occurred to me. I talk about Holy Aryan Poverty, and possibly some of you think I am making a virtue of necessity. I am not. If I had it all to do over again I’d change some things, sure, but I would take essentially the same path I have taken. I have never looked back.

Taking Up The Burden

I have spent a large portion of my life making demands on you people—collective, generic “you”, those of us who are racially conscious and who know the truth. I am forever asking you to do things that you do not wish to do. In essence I have demanded, and continue to demand, that you come up to my standards.

I have done so not in my name, but in the name of the Führer Adolf Hitler and in the name of generations of White children yet unborn, both of whom have the right to demand that sacrifice and that action from you. I have done and said things that have made you extremely uncomfortable. I have spoken aloud of things you feel are better left discreetly unspoken; I have pointed the finger and named names, saying “Thou art the man!” I will continue to do and say these things, because it is my duty to do so, because these things must be done and said and no one else will.

Fraud is the curse of our Movement, more than anything else the cause of fifty years of failure. Let me tell you how to spot a Movement fraud, in one easy lesson. A Movement fraud demands only two things of you: your money and your applause. He never asks you to take any risk; indeed, he would prefer you did not, because if you lose your job you can’t contribute money to him, can you? He never asks you to undertake any inconvenience. He never asks you to sacrifice or to endure persecution and pressure and loss and danger for the Aryan race; he convinces you that he will do all these things for you, that the Great Result can be achieved without you yourself assuming any part of the burden which history has placed on our generations of Aryan men and women. In this, the Movement snake oil salesman lies.

Nothing worth having is ever obtained without a struggle and without cost, and everything worth having is always the result of duty accepted and fulfilled. The Iron Dream can be made reality—indeed, time and again down through the centuries our people have made it a reality— but it requires blood and sweat and gold and tears, prison and death and long years of toil and grinding poverty. Anyone who does not tell you this is lying.

Above all things, National Socialism means duty. Duty to one’s self, to be true to one’s racial destiny. In this soft and supine era most White men run away from duty, will do anything to avoid it, for it is difficult and demanding and interferes with their television. Yet throughout past ages, real men have always embraced duty, sought it out, made it the touchstone of their lives. Man without duty is simply a pig wallowing in a trough, another form of animal life. Man without a higher duty to spiritual principle is no more than a Jew.

To be a National Socialist—to dream the Iron Dream—is to become a servant of history, to take upon oneself the burden of deciding in what form human destiny will be shaped. To be a National Socialist means taking on not only responsibility but moral authority, the right to determine the fate of others, and that is a terrible duty to assume, one which frightens and horrifies most modern men.

To be a National Socialist entails the courage to determine that this society is sick beyond saving, and that mercy itself requires its swift extinction. To be a National Socialist requires cultivating the character, the intelligence and the moral strength to recognize the true issues at stake for our race and our civilization in the face of overwhelming public distortion and pressure to conform, and to accept the persecution and the hatred that comes with non-conformity.

National Socialism Vanquishes Fear

One of the first things that struck me at Chapel Hill High, when I began to observe racial reality at first hand, was how afraid the White students and teachers were of everything. They were afraid of the niggers physically, but more than that they were afraid of becoming involved, of making moral decisions based on what was right as opposed to what was expedient, afraid of taking a stand in the face of the liberal power structure against the blacks’ violence and drugs and their destruction of the learning environment.

For the first time I ran into a phenomenon I was to encounter again and again in my adult life: everyone around me knew perfectly well that I was right about the blacks, but no one dared to stand at my side and battle with me against institutional wrongdoing.

White fear has always filled me with shame, for more than anything else, cowardice disgraces our heritage and degrades our Folk. I have striven to show other White people, by the example of my own life, that they can rise above it. I have often thought that one of the reasons that I have always been unable to get any help is not because no one understands what is required, but because most people do in fact understand these things, and aside from all other considerations, they are terrified of the responsibility of taking upon themselves the burden of history.

The human reality is that most people simply do not have what it takes to be a revolutionary, and that is true in every era. But the fact that most people aren’t up to the task doesn’t mean that the task need not be done. Racial survival is something we cannot take a pass on. The racial extinction of the White man is not an option. Someone has to step forward, and I have always accepted the fact that, for whatever strange karmic reason, I have drawn the short straw in this life. Sometimes I have wished it wasn’t so, but my duty station is assigned and I remain at my post.

The Western world has reached a turning point, by the steep stages of a crisis mounting for generations, a crisis brought on us through our own weakness and cowardice and sloth. Several times throughout this terrible century, in Rhodesia, in South Africa, in the American South, twice in Germany, Aryan man has attempted without success to resist the onslaught of the crawling chaos which is known under so many names— liberalism, socialism, diversity, Political Correctness, multi-culturalism, humanism, all the various nicknames under which Judaic Marxism and its twin brother Judaic capitalism disguise themselves. Believe it, Marxism is still alive and well in the world today.

We have resisted thus far without success, but that does not mean that we must cease to resist or that those of us who know the truth can ever resign from the struggle. I say to you again, the racial extinction of the White man is not an option, and anyone who accepts it as such to avoid the effort and danger of racial duty damns his immortal soul to hell.

The Honor of Racial Service

We as a people must acquire the will to survive the crisis of civilization, where that will is elsewhere divided, wavering, or absent. At issue is whether our sick and weakened society, which we call Western civilization and which is the sole product of the Aryan race, can in its extremity still call up men and women whose faith in it is so great that they will voluntarily abandon those things which men hold good, including life, to defend it.

To be a part of this process, to be a soldier in this world­-shaking conflict, is not an onerous thing to be avoided, but an honor, the greatest privilege which can be granted any man or woman, and it is a destiny I would not have missed for the world. The pain that these past twenty-eight years have inflicted upon me is something I cannot even begin to describe to you, but I understood from the very beginning that such pain would be part of the price tag attached to doing my duty, and I accept it without cavil.

Some day you will accept it too, for despite my periodic dressings ­down I know full well that you are not bad people, and that you perceive in your hearts that you, as well, have a share in this destiny. However much they may deny it, there persists in every White man and woman a scrap of soul, some faint remnant of conscience. Few White men, no matter how sunk in the fleshpots of Jewish materialism, are so dull as not to understand in at least some part of their consciousness that the crisis exists. It is in fact a total crisis—political, moral, intellectual, religious, social and economic. Nothing more or less is at stake than the continued existence on this earth of people with White skins. You know this, and some day you will join me. This is inevitable, although I make no secret of my hope that it will be sooner rather than later. 

Our Race Is Our Nation

National Socialists are bound together not only by a common devotion to our immortal Leader and his ideals, but by a bond of blood which reaches across the barrier of nations, differences of class and education, in defiance of every Jewish rule and tenet: our race is our nation. This mighty faith in our own heritage and destiny will some day give us the power to move mountains, and the time will come when at long last we will move men as well. National Socialists are that fragment of Aryan mankind who have recovered our people’s long-lost ability to hold convictions and to act upon them, to live, to die, and for our faith.

There is no greater human calling than to sacrifice one’s life—either in death or in selfless lifelong devotion, poverty, and obloquy—to an ideal greater than the personal self. This is what National Socialism calls upon Aryan men and women to do. In these times of timidity, prosperity, and inertia this is not a popular message, but a few in every generation respond to it.

For idealism is in our very genetic makeup, and however deeply we smother it in the material wealth and indifference of the Judaic world in which we rot, it will always shine through. The spark of the divine essence within our Aryan souls is still there. You feel it yourself, or you would not be reading these lines now.I know full well that this summer, as occurred to me on that summer day twenty-eight years ago, all across this land there are a small number of young men and women who are looking back at the place where they have just spent some wretchedly miserable years, and they are dedicating their lives to a future where it won’t happen again.

I have already met some of this new generation and I hope to meet more of them some day, to give them the benefit of my experience and to let them know that they are heirs to the glorious legacy of Hitler and Rockwell. That legacy will come to fruition in the 21st century, and this will happen because a small band of us willingly gave up our places at the great consumer trough, our chances for what Politically Correct society calls happiness, in order to answer the call of our racial duty. It is we who will vindicate our people before the bar of history, we small band of brothers and sisters who gave it all up to do what was right instead of what was convenient or what was socially acceptable. I would not resign my membership in this tiny élite for any price.

It’s hell out here, people. It’s dirty, it’s shabby, it’s dangerous, it’s depressing, it’s hard and brutal. And it is unspeakably glorious. Join me!

Join me! Let us dream the Iron Dream together, that someday the world may awake to that day of blood and fire and renewal which will usher in the greatest Imperium of mankind.

Thursday, January 26, 2017

HAC Classics - Politically Correct Sexuality (1992)

Sometimes in this job, helpless to intervene or stop it, able only to offer an occasional few words of advice or comfort, I witness things which this system does which can only be called pure evil.

One of these events occurred in 1990-92 when a once strong and proud man named Phil H. was humiliated, destroyed, bankrupted, and his very soul violated and contaminated and desecrated by a woman whom, pathetically, he has never ceased to love.

Her disgraceful and vicious behavior in this matter cuts to the very heart of this whole dichotomy between White men and White women, not because it is excessive, but because it is typical. I could cite dozens of similar stories I’ve run across personally down the years, including several of my own, but Phil’s case I know a bit better than most because we got to be pretty regular pen and phone comrades and I got a play by play description as a White woman and lawyers and a court system run by Jews destroyed his life piece by shredded piece, in one of the most contemptible and egregious acts of betrayal I have ever observed on the part of any woman of any race.

Phil’s mistake was to acquire certain racial and religious beliefs along the line of Christian Identity. Since he lived in Idaho, one weekend he attended one of the gatherings at the Aryan Nations compound in Hayden Lake – a legal political and religious assembly wherein constitutionally protected freedoms were exercised. (Take the bitter and ironic laughter as read.)

Security at Hayden Lake is completely non-existent, as anyone who has ever attended such a pow-wow can confirm, and every knees-up on Butler’s property is so heavily infiltrated with Federal agents, ADL spies, and undercover news media that there has been more than one documented case of them spying on one another, trying to entrap one another into illegal acts or gun deals, etc. One of the undercover reporters was snapping pictures and Phil’s face ended up on his local front page. I repeat – his photo at a completely legal gathering on private property, exercising freedoms clearly protected by the First Amendment.

In a pig’s eye. That photo turned his life into a blasted wasteland.

Phil’s wife of 12 years had been perfectly well aware of his racial views from the time they first met and it had never been a problem so long as the shekels flowed into her greedy little manicured hands at a prodigious rate, which for a time Phil was able to provide. However, about this time Phil’s business hit a slump. There were some other financial problems, and the flow of goodies was sharply curtailed. About the same time, wifey got involved in a fling with a local glitterati type, of which there are many in the Idaho Panhandle, some kind of ski bum I think this guy was. So she decided it’s time to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs. She filed for divorce, and of course Phil’s smiling mug at the AN gathering was the centerpiece of the festivities.

Phil sent me the actual legal papers on all this, and I think from this point on we can all fill in the blanks. Between his attorney and hers, his financial carcass was picked clean as a whistle. Over $100,000 ended up going to lawyers and assorted legal parasites alone. She forced him to liquidate his business and give her the entire proceeds. She ended up with (as I recall) something like $2,500 a month child support, an insane sum which the judge admitted she (of course) was awarding “to make sure that money goes to your wife and child and not to racist causes.” (Phil was never a member of AN and used to donate maybe the odd $5 or $10 to AN and to me every three months or so.)

But the worst of all was Phil’s child visitation rights, if such they may be called; this ruling is in fact a kind of ritual humiliation of the White and Christian fundamentalist male which is becoming all too common in the liberal court system today. Phil was allowed to see his 12-year-old son for something like two hours every two weeks, only at the county courthouse or police station in an interview room, only in the presence of the wife, and only in the presence of a police or county sheriff “community relations officer” to make sure that Phil did not (I’m quoting direct here) “attempt in any way or manner to instruct, indoctrinate, or propagate in the mind of [boy’s name] any doctrine or belief system of a racial, White supremist [sic] or Christian Identity nature.” Phil ran out of money about that time and has not been able to hire another lawyer to appeal, nor would it do any good if he did; his son is almost 18 now anyway.

Phil has spent the intervening years fighting back with a dignity and stubborn strength which excites my admiration and makes me wonder how many guys like him are out there. He understands and accepts that he cannot stop her and that he is helpless unless he wants to pick up a gun and “go postal,” the last tangible remedy left to him. He has told me he's considered it, but decided he will not complete the destruction of his own life and his son’s by killing the bitch.

What he has done is the White male equivalent of passive resistance: he has simply comported himself like Nancy Reagan advised and said no. He refuses to pay for his ex to disport herself with the ski bum and a subsequent string of lovers, apparently of both sexes and mixed races, as she enjoys her “liberation” from Phil’s racist patriarchal shackles. He refuses to get a job and spends his days intermittently homeless and living in his car, when he has one, or in a boarding house when he is able to scrape up a little money collecting aluminum cans or doing odd jobs. This can get pretty dodgey in those terrible Idaho winters, but he manages, although sometimes he has to go as far as Boise to get admitted to a shelter when it’s really bad – but when the weather breaks he shoots right up to Coeur d’Alene again. He’s managed to sneak onto welfare a couple of times until they found out and tried to garnishee his benefits, so he canceled them.

Phil has been arrested at least twice that I know of and once did 30 days for contempt when he refused to get a job and pay his obscene child support. This was in the winter, and when the judge hauled him back in front of her to berate and browbeat him he asked for another 30 days because the jail was heated and he got fed better there than he could feed himself homeless on the outside. She was so enraged she kicked him loose. The second time she tried to order the sheriff to put him on bread and water in an unheated cell, but the sheriff explained to her, gently and patiently, that torture is illegal in this country, even for White males, and refused. So she threw Phil out into the snow again. He was also busted a couple of times for “stalking” when he got caught near wifey’s home, but nothing ever came of it because the “stalking” consisted of wifey and the boy observing him panhandling or sleeping in a doorway on a public street.

His credo is now simple, and he has told it to the judge and anyone else who cares to listen. “She did this. She can live with the consequences. She gets nothing from me, not ever again. End of story.” 

To the question, “What about your son?” he answers, “I can’t give him money and material things, but I can give him a visible example of how a true man lives his life and stands up for what’s right, no matter what it costs him. I think that will be more valuable to him than whatever benefit he might get from my money once she gets through spending most of it on herself and her latest toy boy or girl.”

I sure as hell hope that kid has the smarts to learn that lesson and not just be resentful because he can’t buy the latest Nintendo or Air Nigger athletic shoes.

Phil did one more thing. In 1992 he wrote a leaflet for me called “Politically Correct Sexuality.” This comes from the heart and soul of a really big man in every sense of the word.

Politically Correct Sexuality

Guidelines to Acceptable Gender Attitudes and Relations under the Bill and Hillary Clinton Co-Presidency
by Phil H.

RULE 1. Men and women are equal. Period. End of story. If anything, women are superior. No contradiction of this basic premise is allowed. None. Period. End of story. Any biological, physical, or practical facts which contradict this basic premise simply do not exist. Period. End of story. Any person, man or woman, who attempts to disagree or argue that there are innate biological, physical, or emotional differences between men and women must be shouted down and silenced by any means available.

RULE 2. For White heterosexual males, marriage is the only socially acceptable institution for the relief of innate biological sexual instincts. Sexual activity outside marriage for White males is sexist and shows disrespect for women. Sexual activity for White females outside marriage is liberating and shows independence and strength of character. Blacks of either gender may engage in any sexual behavior of any kind on an unlimited basis, without restraint or social reproof. (NB: Blacks are immune to criticism of any kind.)

RULE 3.For the duration of any sexual relationship before, during, and after marriage, the provision of relief for the man’s biological sex drive is entirely at the discretion of the woman. She says when, where, how, and is in full control. In most states nowadays, if she is displeased with her mate’s sexual, financial, or social performance, she may accuse him of marital rape and have him sent to prison for many years.

RULE 4. IMPORTANT: Women always tell the truth. Men always lie. No woman is ever guilty of anything. All men are always guilty of everything. Any accusation of physical or sexual abuse made by the woman against the man is to be believed, completely and without question, regardless of how improbable or bizarre the allegation. Any denial by the man, any attempt on his part to point out facts which do not conform to the woman’s version of events, any attempt to bring out any past falsehood or neurotic behavior on her part, is inadmissible and shall be disregarded, scorned, and shouted down.

RULE 5. The only White males who are entitled to credibility, responsible position in the community, or any rights at all are homosexuals. The duty of the heterosexual White male is to work hard, obey his woman, and to pay for everything. At all times he shall remain humble and maintain a respectful silence unless spoken to.

RULE 6. Women will receive the advantage in any dealings with the courts and the legal system. The theory behind this is that women have been traditionally disadvantaged and must therefore now receive preferential treatment, i.e. two wrongs make a right.

RULE 7. When children are involved, custody will almost always be granted to the mother, unless the mother shows up for court reeking of liquor, obviously stoned on drugs, or else raving mad and confined in a straitjacket. Sometimes she’ll even get custody under those conditions. If the mother is in a mental institution or serving a prison sentence for a felony conviction, the children will almost always be given to the mother’s relatives. Granting custody to the father is to be avoided at all costs in order to avoid preserving White Male Hegemony, whatever that is.

RULE 8. Any accusation of physical or sexual child abuse leveled by the woman against the man is to be believed without question. Great strides in jurisprudence have already been made in the legal disposition of child abuse and rape cases. Such tedious formalities as the Constitutional right to be confronted with one’s accuser, the right to cross-examine witnesses, the legal prohibition against hearsay evidence, the right to a speedy trial, the right not to be denied bail and not to have excessive bail imposed, and in some cases the right to trial by jury have already been done away with in many states. In the state of Washington the progressive legal concept of preventive detention without even a criminal charge is being implemented against White males who may offend against politically correct sexuality, while in Idaho a new hate crimes law defines all women as a politically protected minority, thus covering everyone except heterosexual White males against discrimination and “crimes of bias.”

It is to be hoped that under the enlightened rule of Presidents Bill and Hillary Clinton, the whole time-consuming business of a trial for accused White male child abusers and rapists may be done away with altogether, and the process streamlined so that the accused man is arrested, immediately taken before a judge for sentencing, and then directly to prison. The victim of White male aggression has already suffered enough, and it is unjust that she be put through the ordeal of having to relive her nightmare in a courtroom. Besides, the savings to taxpayers alone argue strongly for such a progressive approach. The money saved can be used to feed the millions of starving people in Africa, or better yet, to bring them here to a new home and new life in America.

RULE 9. When the woman tires of the marriage and ends it, the man will be legally compelled to pay one third to one half of his net income to support a wife and family who are no longer his and whom he may never see again, sometimes for as long as twenty-five or thirty years. If the man objects to this perpetual debt bondage, he is liable to be imprisoned for any length of time without trial, for contempt of court. Should the man revolt in despair against this life of perpetual impoverishment and financial slavery which becomes utterly unbearable, and take flight in a desperate attempt to find someplace where he can start over and possibly build another life and another family before he is too old to do so, then he is a dog, a cur, and he will be hunted down like the vile beast he is and punished with all the majestic wrath of American justice.

RULE 10. Women are born with an inalienable right to have it all: love, money, respect, subservience, obedience, children, career, adventure, romance, political power. Man exists on this earth solely to provide her with this wonderful, stress-free, disappointment-free life which is rightfully hers. She is Woman, hear her roar! All men are morally required to look like Robert Redford, earn a minimum of $300,000 per year, perform like a bull in bed when his woman is in the mood and never, ever make the slightest demand otherwise, and generally to fulfill every whim, every fantasy, every materialistic desire she may have. Men must treat her like a princess while respecting her as an equal – indeed, as a superior being – and above all, they must like it. Any White male who does not meet the above standard is a failure as a man and a wretch who almost certainly harbors secret right-wing, racist, sexist, homophobic, neo-Nazi criminal thoughts. Society must be protected from men like this.

A FINAL SOLUTION TO WHITE MALE DOMINATION. Anyone who voices even the mildest protest or dissent against any of the above is a right-winger, a sexist and a neo-Nazi. These people must be shouted down, intimidated, and silenced by any means available. As a long term solution, appropriate Federal legislation against this kind of hate crime must be enacted by the Co-Presidents and the new, progressive Democratic People’s Congress. Anti-social elements who persistently refuse to love all of the diverse peoples in America’s gorgeous mosaic must be removed from society and put into camps.

Monday, January 23, 2017

America's Peasants

[From February 1996]
One of my hobbies is medieval history. Some years ago I was reading a scholarly volume on the Middle Ages when I came across a translation of a textbook or primer used to teach children of the nobility to read, kind of a fourteenth-century “See Dick And Jane” kind of thing. The book described all the various people who existed in the medieval world and their functions: the king rules by divine right, the baron gives justice and protection to his people, the knight does deeds of valor for his lady love, the priest intercedes with God for the souls of men, the merchant brings goodies from foreign lands. 

It continued on down to the tradesmen such as the weavers, the butchers and bakers and so forth, you get the picture. At the very end was a single sentence thrown in almost as an afterthought which described people who in those days were at least 90% of the entire population. It was a phrase which has stuck in my mind from that day to this: “And the peasant works so that all may eat.”

I can think of no better way to describe the role of the White man today, and many White women excluding the artificial affirmative action created female managerial class. We are peasants. Our function in this society is simple. The peasant labors so that all may eat. 

White men build and drive the trucks that deliver the consumer goods, manufacture and package the junk food, maintain the power plants that keep the air conditioners and televisions running, cut down the trees and make the paper which keeps the bureaucracy going. White police and soldiers loyally carry the guns and pull the triggers for ZOG, everywhere in the world. 

Above all, White men pay the overwhelming bulk of the taxes which keep the whole rotten system afloat. We are serfs on the great worldwide consumer plantation, producing the wealth and keeping everything going while our multifarious masters sit on the veranda eating and drinking the products of our labor and spinning their pointless little intrigues. Like all peasants, we have no place in the political process. Our role is to work so that all may eat, accept with gratitude such consumer goodies as our betters see fit to fill our bowls with, shuffle, tap dance, tug the forelock, vote the way we are told to vote by our natural superiors the liberals, and apply our lips in the prescribed manner to whatever derrières are presented to us. Finally, we must keep our minds squeaky clean of any impure doubt or racist thought.

But peasants have been known to revolt. Think guillotine, my brothers, with a pile of heads on the Capitol steps higher than Tamerlane’s. Think gallows on the White House lawn, with rows of bodies in thousand dollar suits with pedicured toes turning slowly in the wind. The French did it. The Russians did it. The Germans did it. Even the Iraqis and Iranians did it. So will we.


Saturday, January 21, 2017

Settlers '17 Website

Here is a good site for planning your scouting trip to the Homeland this spring.

Friday, January 20, 2017

Reviving This Blog As An Auxiliary Site

Okay, this is an old blog of mine which I've reviving for supplemental use with Twitter, among other things. That means that rather than post 140-character Tweet after 140-character Tweet, I'll post links to this blog. Please bookmark it.

This Thing Still Live?

Okay, this was originally a back-up blog, but I think I'm going to be re-activating it for assorted NF-related purposes. Let's see if it still works.