Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Radio Free Northwest - April 2nd, 2015

HAC discourses on this and that and reads a section from A Distant Thunder; Gretchen reviews Povl Riis-Knudsen and we hear from a couple of regular guys.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Cody's First Hit

[The following is an excerpt from H. A. Covington's Northwest independence novel, A Mighty Fortress. A young Northwest Volunteer, Cody Brock, is riding on his first NVA assassination through the streets of Seattle with a couple of more experienced older Volunteers.]

The city of Seattle might be hot during the day in the summertime, but global warming or not, it still wasn’t anywhere near as bad as most of the rest of the country. At least in Seattle it cooled off at night.

Barrow, Dortmunder, and Morehouse were still conferring at the house in Ballard over an hour later, as the two NVA cars from A Company casually rolled down Broadway and through the labyrinth of back streets on Capitol Hill, wending in and out among the stately Victorian mansions that had once been home to lumber barons and businessmen in the days of Teddy Roosevelt.

Bobby Bells was driving the Cadillac. They kept carefully within the speed limit and made all their turn signals. They passed the bumpy and depressed stretch of pavement where the airplane had crashed back in the spring. The car windows were rolled down, and the newly dark air coming through them was now cool, mildly damp from a light rain about an hour before. The streetlights and the windows of the stores and restaurants and bars lit the night with pale glow, a slight mist hanging in a nimbus around each light, and the sound of the tires on the street was wet.

Well-known local landmarks slid by in the lambent light. The Sorrento Hotel, Pilgrim Church, Seattle Central Community College, museums and coffeehouses, hole-in-the-wall shops that still managed to hang on by doing a reduced business with the students and remaining locals. They cruised past the hastily-renamed Diversity Park on 15th Avenue. The fine stand of greenery on the hillside in the midst of the urban landscape had originally been named Volunteer Park by the designers in Seattle’s early years, but on the outbreak of the NVA campaign the chagrined city council had quickly changed the name to celebrate a diversity that no longer existed, since the Volunteers of latter days had decimated the neighborhood’s alternative population, as the motley crew of colorful inhabitants been called. Within the park stood the skeletal remains of the Seattle Asian Art Museum, a ghastly 1933 art-deco structure which had been bombed out by the NVA during the first year of the war and never rebuilt.

Just north of the park the two vehicles cruised by Lakeview Cemetery, then turned right and slid around the Arboretum. “We should be hearing from Nightshade any time now,” said Bobby Bells, pressing the cell phone in his pocket. “I know I’m goin’ in circles, but I don’t want to get too far from the Strawberry.” The men in the car eyed the almost empty streets. “Gee, I don’t see no faggots out here walking hand in hand no more,” chuckled Bells reminiscently.

“Did those guys really do that kind of thing?” asked Cody in some disbelief. Farmer Brown looked back at him indulgently.

“This young feller ain’t never seen faggots in public, Lieutenant,” he laughed. “Never saw this neighborhood back in its heyday, I guess.”

“I grew up in Centralia, until my dad…until It Takes A Village got me and sent me to those Jews in Frisco,” said Cody.

“Yeah, well, there was a time when this whole part of town reeked of Vaseline,” said Brown.

“How old are you now, Cody?”

“Eighteen years old today, in fact,” replied Cody.

“Yeah?” said Brown. “Well, happy birthday, young man. As the commandant of Auschwitz said to the Führer, if I’d known in time I would have baked a kike. So you would have been about thirteen when the war started?”

“Yeah. I got the privilege of seeing 10/22 from the Jewish viewpoint, when I was with the Sapirsteins,” said Cody with a scowl.

“That must have been a real trip!” said Bells.

“You haven’t seen hysteria until you see a whole shul full of hebes who are suddenly afraid again,” said Cody with a bitter laugh. “And you the only goy in the place.”

“You lived in San Francisco, and yet you really never seen two men cuddling and snogging in public, joined at the beard? Or two dykes tongue-slurping each other in a Starbucks?” asked Farmer Brown, getting back onto the original subject. Thinking about the Sapirsteins was a distraction the boy could do without at this particular crucial moment in his life and career. Cody had never actually declined to speak of his foster family, but Brown knew that the very thought of that time in his life made the kid physically ill, made him shake and mutter. Something very bad had happened, that Brown and Bells could see, but everyone in the NVA had their own personal horror story of life under political correctness, and it was understood that one never asked for anything that wasn’t volunteered.

“Yeewwww,” said Cody in disgust. “Actually, I always say San Francisco because that’s where Sapirstein had his law practice and that was kind of the center of things for the family, but we actually lived in Silicon Valley, in San José. The buggery was there, but it was all very hi-tech and discreet. All the really screaming queens lived across the Bay in the Castro. I never went up there.”

“Well, they used to be all over this neighborhood like fleas on a dog,” said Brown. “No more, though. I guess us domestic terrorists must be doing our jobs. Squad car at two o’clock, Bob.”

“I see him,” said Bells, quietly signaling and then changing lanes, the Jeep behind them following, as they smoothly slid away from the police car. If the cops noticed the two vehicles, they did nothing.

The Seattle PD, like all Northwest departments, had learned that curiosity could kill the cat. Although there was no informal live and let live arrangement as there was between the NVA and local law enforcement in some parts of the Homeland, Seattle police were known to avoid getting entangled in NVA-related events as much as they could, leaving the task of fighting against the revolution to FATPO and assorted Federal agencies, whose job it was and who were presumably well paid for it. By this time, after five years of urban guerrilla warfare, any hostile run-ins between the Volunteers and the SPD were usually the result of unfortunate accident rather than deliberate on either side’s part.Cody went on. “I mean, yeah, sure, I know what homosexuality is. God, who can not know, with sex education classes starting in kindergarten and getting homo and lesbian stuff shoved at us from every angle on TV and everywhere else? But I can’t imagine two men or two women actually doing that crap. Especially in public. Why would anybody want to? I mean, what the hell for?” Cody’s knowledge of sexual perversion was in fact more extensive than he let on, thanks to his older stepsisters Karen and Leah Sapirstein, but that was locked away, and there it would stay.

“Cody, I long ago stopped trying to figure out why this society does the things it does,” said Farmer Brown. “I used to figure America had just gone crazy, that we’d all eaten bad bread with ergotine fungus in it, like sometimes happens in your rye house if you let the grain get damp.

"But things have reached the point where even that doesn’t explain it any more. Whole books have been written about what has happened to this country, and when, and why, but I don’t think we’ll ever fully know or understand. There’s a definite sickness out there, a kind of poisonous mushroom that’s been growing in all the dark places of people’s souls. Yeah, the Jews are largely responsible, but the Jews never got away with anything we didn’t let ‘em get away with. Why didn’t we fight up until now? God knows.”

“Little Rock,” said Bells. “Little Rock, 1958. When Eisenhower sent in the army to integrate the schools and force niglets in with the white kids. That’s when the trouble really started. They should have never let them get away with that, the NAACP and their smart Jew lawyers. They was just askin’ for trouble, lettin’ them get away with that.

"What kind of man lets his own child be forced in with niggers? I never understood what the hell those white parents were thinking. The people of the South should have risen up again and re-formed the Confederate States of America and seceded again, and the rest of the country should have supported the South. And I think back then they would have won, too, if the white man had just shown a little balls. They should have started shooting back then, in 1958. Maybe if they’d shot those NAACP niggers and some of those smart Jewish lawyers, the government would have understood the word no. Nothing says no like a bullet in the head. But they didn’t.”

“If they’d done the shooting back then, we wouldn’t have to be doing it now,” agreed Farmer Brown glumly. “We could have kept all of America, and we could all have had some kind of decent life if our grandfathers had done their duty. Instead they sloughed it off onto us.”

“That’s why you shouldn’t worry about tonight or anything like this you do from now on, Cody,” Bells told him. “You got nothing to feel bad about. What we’re doing is something that’s long overdue. This is like a historical process here. Too much peace and prosperity ain’t natural, anyway. People never had so much peace and prosperity before like we’ve had in America, and they don’t know what to do with it, so they abuse it. It’s like a guy who sits around in front of the TV all the time and never gets no exercise. He gets all flabby, like me. And if you don’t exercise your mind or your heart, if you’re not forced to show strength and courage, then all those qualities get fat and flabby and useless as well, and you get stupid in the head.

"Nations are like that, too. They get fat and lazy and full of dumb-asses, because there ain’t no war nor natural selection to weed out the bad blood. There ain’t no penalty attached to being stupid and lazy. In easy times, the dumb-asses don’t get forced to wise up or die like it should happen. They gotta get a bat upside the head to wake up their ideas. There ain’t nothing wrong with the American people that a good working over with a baseball bat won’t fix.”

“You always were a cockeyed optimist, Bob,” chuckled Brown.

“But then there’s people like this rat bastard Krajewski we’re gonna grease tonight, and his Jew buddy the dope dealer. Some people do all the drugs and race-mixing and liberalism and preversions deliberately, because they’re not just dumb-asses, they’re really sick fucks and bad people who like to roll around in their own vomit. Bad things don’t just happen like some kind of natural disaster. Bad things are caused by bad people. Something’s broken inside them, and they ain’t never gonna act right, so fuck ‘em.

"Somewhere along the line we got this ridiculous idea that bad people have some kind of right to keep on doing their preversions and fucking things up for everybody else and making kids turn out bad and fucked-up like they are. Like hell they do. Bad people don’t need to be persuaded not to be bad, they need to be hit in the head. That’s what we’re finally doing. I just hope to God we didn’t begin too late.”

“Sometimes I hear these yuppie Barbie dolls and talking heads on TV whining and crying about how the ones we take out are human beings,” added Farmer Brown with a growl. “Yeah, they are. So? All that means is that they deserve it. Human beings are the only creatures on the face of the earth who are capable of deliberate, malicious evil. Even a shark that tears off a swimmer’s leg or a rattlesnake that bites does it because it’s his instinct, because it’s the way that God made him. Only a human being can deliberately choose to harm another living thing without cause, or lie, or incite others to do harm, or come up with ideas that poison the mind and destroy what others have built, speak words that cause ruin and pain and murder hope.

"Where the hell did we get this idea that we have no right to make moral judgments? Somebody has to judge. Somebody has to stand up say flat out that these bastards who have been ruling the world for the past hundred years are evil, the things they do and say and think and bring into the world are evil. Somebody has got to make these dogs hear the word no. Somebody has to stop them.

"This character Krajewski wants to help a foul tyranny do harm to his own people, his own blood. There is only one answer to that, and Country Joe is going to get that answer tonight. You won’t just be shooting tonight, Cody. You will be speaking, speaking for that part of humanity that is of worth and deserves to be saved. Make sure you make your point.”

“No worries,” said Cody. “Mr. Kaplan will get the message.” 


Friday, March 27, 2015

Letter From Bill White 2-18-2015

Feb 18, 2015
Hello Harold,
You know, Harold, there's a saying. Real cops see a crime and try to figure out who's the person who committed it. The FBI sees a person and tries to figure out if they can be placed in a crime. This is because the FBI is not a renowned  crime-solving organization: they are renowned at committing crimes and putting them on innocent people.
I've enclosed an AFP article on the subject. I'm loading you and AFP up, as, soon, I expect, one of the two sets of U.S. Marshals looking for me will find me and actually serve a writ on the warden here - and not on some local jail or an immigration detention facility in Laredo, Texas, as they have.
I'm also reading John Douglas' Mindhunter. I've run across this book in many of the junk novels - murder books - that populate prison libraries. As I've remarked before, there is nothing federal prisons like to do more than provide inmates with novelist fantasies and true crime accounts of how to murder women.
Well, I was reading a book with female psychopaths in it, and, wanting to learn more about the FBI's star witness against me, I had Mindhunter sent in to me. There is a lot in it - and I would recommend to all of your readers interested in counter-intelligence and security issues vis-a-vis the Obama administration and One World that they read some of the books put out there by former federal agents. One of the best is No Angel, by a former DEA agent. And, as you know, Harold, I am always happy to tutor White activists on security issues by mail. Unfortunately, I find that most White activists are too careless, dumb, frightened, or disorganized to implement proper security. The fact is, you cannnot stop the federal government from arresting you because it is the person, not the crime, that matters. But you can prevent them from getting your data, and you can ID them and disrupt their operations so as to protect others.
Anyway, one thing I learned reading Mindhunter is is what losers FBI agents are. They must be better paid now. [Name redacted], the former Supervising Special Agent in Roanoke - former leader of the FBI's Osama bin Laden task force, now chief of police at Virginia Tech - has a very nice house in South Roanoke County. This guy [redacted] was driving around in a VW beetle and living with two roommates, also FBI agents, before meeting his (plain-looking) wife dressed up as a go-go dancer at a local bar. LOL. He also had about zero qualifications for his job as a Behavioral Profiler - making me suspect anything he taught. I mean - these are the guys who twice tried (and failed) to recruit me as an informant by sending a Jew named [redacted]  and a negro agent who called himself a "patriot" at me. LOL. I told the negro that I wasn't.  :-)  I wish I could tell you all of the pathetic approaches the ruling class made before they decided to "destroy" me. One day, maybe I will.
But my feeling is that [redacted] is about as authoritative as the guy who taught the BOP's Special Investigative Service and Counter Terrorism Unit that I'm a "sovereign citizen". As you've noted, they don't know what the words mean. They just know that the Jews have told them that all of us White guys are one of those - hence, the "patriot" recruiting jargon. :-)
Anyway, nothing else is happening. At some point, one of the teams of US Marshals looking for me will find me - these guys are "experts" at finding fugitives, you know? So a guy in custody has only taken them two weeks (so far) to find. (They reported to the Court Feb. 4th that they'd served my warden in Texas, and that I'd be in Florida Feb. 25th. I figure they'll either figure it out then, or when they produce whatever sucker they've brought by mistake in court. However, they won't figure it out until they've spent at least a day telling the guy that he's me and "they know". LOL.) And, at some point, someone will call my last AWOL lawyer and tell me about it. Some day this will happen - just not today.
Until then, I'm loading you up with material. Thank you for all that you do.
                                                                                                                                                                Sincerely,                                                                                                                                                           Bill

William A. White #201500002555
John Polk Correctional Facility
211 Bush Boulevard
Sanford, FL 32773 

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Extra-Judicial Execution Now "Delegated" To Cabinet Level

The dictator has now “delegated” his authority to order the extra-judicial execution of anyone, including American citizens, to the Secretary of State, presumably for those murders where Barry doesn’t want to get his hands wet.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Radio Free Northwest - March 26th, 2015

HAC talks about the Matt Hale and Asheville 6 cases, Gretchen reviews Carleton Putnam's Race And Reason, and Stefan and Annie talk about building a Northwest economy.

Monday, March 23, 2015

"White People Are Domesticated Animals"

[Another letter from Bill wandered in, after a month. This was just before he departed from the Loretto concentration camp on his latest round of "diesel therapy."- HAC]

Feb 17th, 2015

Hello Harold,
Well, I wrote to you earlier today, and then I received notice that the Keystone Kops are at it again in Florida. At some point, I’ll be headed there - but don’t ask me when. The U.S. Marshals filed a notice with the court saying that they’d have me there from Texas on Feb. 25th. Trouble is, I’m not in Texas. And, while the United States has convicted me of being in two places at once, I think they’re going to have trouble putting that into practice.
Of course, I’m supposed to be in Chicago. Apparently, my attorney there tried to contact me in Florida, and has been looking for me to serve a writ. So I could go either place. I asked someone to call the Chicago attorney to update them, but that person developed phone-phobia and got “too busy”, so I’ve been sitting around in lock-down as a result. People love to say they “care” about you, but, they demonstrate it through their actions.
Now, should I go to Florida, I probably won’t get to Chicago until sometime between June and September. My life of appeals will probably be extended as well, from 2-3 more years in court to 3-4 or more. But no one had 15 minutes to make a phone call, and the average person’s calculus is that 15 minutes of their time is worth an infinite amount of mine.
On the upside, I’m now down to one AWOL attorney. Because no one close to me will take 15 minutes to call them, I’m now working on hiring an assistant whose job will be to call my attorney. Gotta love it, right? People figure that attorneys just call their clients on their own. No. Hire one and see.
Oh - and I can’t call my own attorneys because the BOP won’t let me. I can write them - in a letter that will arrive when the BOP feels like it - if they approve my attorney as being, well, mine.
Anyway, right now I’m going nowhere. But, with so much demand for me, I figure that I’ll be leaving about March 3.
I don’t usually write down letters, but, boy, the stress headache I got is about all that’s keeping me from getting quite down. Nothing the feds do gets me down. I know what they are, and they can’t harm me. What gets  me down is to see people on my own side who are so dysfunctional or become so filled with hopelessness, fear, and despair that they become unable to do simple things to help themselves and others.
I know that I’m strange, Harold. I don’t experience fear the way that other people do. I do experience it. I have terrible nightmares at times. Sometimes I have waking “night terrors”. Like, two nights ago, I dreamed that I woke up from a dream to find myself in what was once my bed at home, but the dictatorship was coming to murder/arrest me. I knew that I had to get out fast, but I couldn’t move. I then struggled myself, to my surprise, awake, and it took me 5-10 minutes to realize that I was in prison - which meant that the dictator's servants were not after me (causing me to relax). 

I took a while because I was sleeping bundled from the cold with a blindfold on (to sleep better), and I stayed frozen when I woke in case someone was in the room with me. And sometimes I dream of Antonin Artaud’s Theater of Death - what I can only describe as a carnival of torture and murder. But confront me when I’m awake, and - I don’t run away. I figure out what’s right, or what’s in my interest, and I do it - and to hell with my losses. I would lose everything in this illusion before I knowingly did something wrong.
But when I see the average person, who is scared of their own shadow, I pity them. I’d give examples, but I’m not here to shame people. All I can say is that people’s fear of mild physical or psychic discomfort has caused me a lot of real physical, and before I wised up, psychic, pain. All of us are in the situation we’re in because the masses of White people are domesticated animals, and the few who aren’t, are mostly so caught up in illusion that they can’t see anything real anymore.
Anyway, Harold, I’m hoping that this week brings some improvement.
Thank you for not being a coward.

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Bill may be contacted at

William A. White #201500002555
John Polk Correctional Facility
211 Bush Boulevard 
Sanford, FL 32773

I have received one letter from Bill since he arrived back there, which was clearly written in a kind of code because of the intensive and minute surveillance of everything he does by his captors. (What on earth do they hope to find about him that they don't already know? They have to understand by now that he is in no way dangerous or a "threat to the order" of any institution he is in, so why the constant 24-hour lockstep? I swear to God, this obsession they have with controlling his body and his every action seems almost sexual at times...)

Anyway, reading between the lines, he is being foully mistreated again in the Seminole County Jail, which was presumably the idea behind bringing him back to Florida. I have no idea whether or not he is allowed to receive any mail at all and no one I know has heard from him either by mail or by phone other than that one letter I received. Nonetheless, it is vitally important that we try to let him know he is not alone and not forgotten, which is one of the main psychological weapons the dictatorship uses to break its victims. The White Nationalist movement has a horrific habit of just cutting our heroes loose once the prison bars slam shut. I am determined that this will not happen in Bill's case. 

He is probably going to be murdered like Edgar Steele, but until our people can recover their courage and change the world (as we could do tomorrow, if we had the balls), I will do what I can, and you should, too. Write to him. Yes, it will put you on the dictator's shit list. Screw Barack Hussein Obama and his pale-skinned slaves. Do right and fear no one. Write to Bill White.

Bill's "restitution hearing" wherein he will be ordered to pay some deranged sum of non-existent money to a big, bad, tough FBI agent for frightening said big bad-ass FBI agent with Facebook posts (which Bill didn't actually make, on an account that wasn't Bill's but apparently some kind of government hoax site) is scheduled to take place today. Then Bill will most likely be kept in the Orlando 1984 torture cell--"the place where there is no darkness," as Orwell described it--indefinitely, as he says here, until sometime this summer, when what's left of him will be dragged to Chicago.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Jewish Women (Updated)

[Every couple of years I re-post this. I had a request for it last night, and I searched this site for a copy, and I was astounded to find the first post, almost ten years ago. Jeez. Time flies when you're having fun!

I will begin with the original post from November 14th, 2005, and add some comments by way of update. - HAC]

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A friend and I were nattering on line about Jews in Hollywood, and he mentioned that the Jewess Lauren Bacall was actually quite a fox in her Casablanca days, but in later life she was a genuinely horrible-looking old yenta. This set off my standard rave about Jewish women as evidenced by their Hollywood exemplars, and it strikes me I haven't ever blogged that one.

Fact is, Jewish women really just aren't that sexually attractive as a whole, and this probably has something to do with the general neurosis that appears both among them and Jewish men. You'll notice that in great "classics" of Joosh literchur like Portnoy's Complaint, as well as in real life, it's always the Gentile woman that Sammy Glick and Portnoy and his counterparts lust after. JAPs have a very grim reputation along that line as ugly, greedy, arrogant, self-absorbed, crazy as loons, and sexually frigid.

Okay, I'll grant you, some Jewesses are pretty cute when they're in their teens, especially the Hollywood variety who have the benefit of the most skilled makeup artists, trainers, plastic surgeons, and cosmetologists in the world. But when they hit about age 21 they start to get porky, misproportioned, saggy-titted and camel-faced really quick.

Good example #1, Alicia Silverstone. I think her face must have been plastic-surgeried as to the nose, since that's still pretty pert, but I'll swear she's already had her first face lift and it still hasn't completely done in the jowls and chubby cheeks. Despite liposucting a whole barrel of lard off her thighs and gut, she's still thick in the middle. In that Aerosmith video she did at age 15 she was an incredible edible, but even by the time of Clueless she was starting to get noticeably heavy hips. No wonder her career is in the toilet, given Hollywood's obsession with thinness. Supposedly she won't do nude scenes as a matter of principle. Well, maybe. But more likely, she can't find anyone who's interested. Producers don't want their male audiences yelling "Put it back on! Put it all back on!"

I hear Alicia, as well as some others I won't name, are on something unofficially called the "Buchenwald Diet" (invented by a Jew doctor, of course) of 900 calories a day. Jesus, imagine being a millionaire many times over and having to live on a Buchenwald diet? Even movie stars have their crosses to bear, it would seem.

Good example #2: Mila Kunis. Ukrainian Jew, born in Kiev in 1983. I will grant you that on her first couple of seasons of That 70s Show (she more or less stole the part by lying about her age; she was 14 when she tried out) she was cute as a cut-button in a black-haired gypsy kind of way.

It didn't last. I saw her last night doing an interview about Family Guy (she does the voice of Meg.) Either she did it without makeup, or else someone on the set really screwed up, because she looked like a hag. She's 22 now and her face is really going Golda Meir, lips thickening, first crow's feet appearing, cheeks starting to sag, hair lank and rough-looking, and her skin is really dark--you can tell she's got a lot of Tatar in her. She's small-boned and short enough so she won't have the blowsy, tit-sagging Jewess look as she gets older, but the small hard brown Jewess look, if you get my drift, the one that reminds you that Jews are an Asiatic people.

[2015 note: even with makeup on now, she's swarthy and kind of nondescript, really. Her features have gone thick, if you get my drift. She looks like a Mexican hooker, and I repeat, that's with the makeup. Without it she looks like a shapeless homeless woman.]

Final example, lest this turn into a Hollywood gossip column: Natalie Portman. Israeli. At age 13 in The Professional she was a charming, impish little waif. She's 24 now. I caught her in the Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith flick a week or so ago, and she's headed straight for Yenta City. Face rounding, cheeks and lips swelling, nose flaring, typical Jewish camel-face heading her way like an oncoming train. She better start making appointments with some of those Beverly Hills plastic surgeons pretty soon or she won't be able to get any parts besides Yiddishe mamas.

[2015: And no, before you ask, I didn't see Black Swan. Why on earth would I want to watch a couple of Jewish dykes munching one another's carpet?]

Speaking of which, you want to see the result of a Jewess trying to stay White-looking and marketable thereby? Jane Seymour, nee Wilhelmina Frankenberg. She damned sure ain't no Bond Girl no more. She's had so much facial surgery and strategic botox the skin is stretched across her cheeks and the side of her skull tight as a drum, to where it looks about to split and her nose looks almost like it will start to melt like a candle, like Michael Jackson's. She finally "agreed" to do a topless scene in The Wedding Crashers and supposedly had to have a support system surgically installed to get her sagging Yiddishe rack up off her waistline.

Hmm...maybe I could make it as a Hollywood gossip columnist...

Seriously, though, in the sheer beauty department, none of these JAPs can hold a candle to a Jennifer Aniston, a Meg Ryan, a Drew Barrymore or even Lindsay Lohan. [Uh, this was 2005, remember? Granted, Lindsay's got a lot of miles of bad road on her now.]  

Okay, granted, morality-wise, Hollywood corrupts the whole lot of them, and I'm certainly not claiming your average Gentile actress is someone you'd want to bring home to mother. But look at your big Jew producers and directors and studio heads--and who they choose to marry for their trophy wives when they can afford it, as they can. Maybe Jewish men know something about Jewish women we don't.

[2015: Okay, first off, I'm going to say something here which may sound like I'm BS-ing, since it's male chauvinist blasphemy and nobody will believe me when I say it, but the fact is, I never considered Scarlett Johannson all that beautiful or sexy, even before I knew she was a Tribeswoman. Yes, really. I didn't know why, but there was always something a little off-kilter about her. Well, the fact that she can't act her way out of a paper bag, but that's nothing new in Hollywood. Anyway, now I know why.

Secondly, I will say that Amanda Bynes was quite cute and perky in her early movies, and she was also funny, which is a talent I have always conceded that Jews have when they choose to exercise it. But she has deteriorated in another typically Jewish way. It has been recognized for a long time in the psychiatric profession that schizophrenia is the "Jewish disease", and this from a field that is almost completely Jewish, which to my mind clinches it, when even other Jews admit they have a problem. (No, I'm not making that up. They have various abstruse explanations for it having to due with Jews' allegedly higher order of nervous system and more complex smarter brains, etc.)

Actually I feel kind of sorry for Amanda. The Germans have a folk saying: "The worst way to die is head first."] 

Friday, March 20, 2015

Bosie Is Cross With Me

[Okay, I know, this is GUBU and Space Madness and exactly what I am NOT supposed to be indulging myself in here, but I'm sorry, sometimes the urge to return to adolescence is just overwhelming, too good to miss.
I recently referred to Movement Modernization on Radio Free Northwest. For those of you who don't get the Bosie reference, which will be 98% of you, I refer you to my Gay History Series segment entitled "Buggering Bosie." This e-mail exchange has been reversed so it will make sense. - HAC]

From: Christopher Robin

Sent: Thursday, March 19, 2015 7:51 PM
To: Northwest Net
Subject: RE: Bosie Is Cross With You

74 year old arse bandit Martin Webster claims that you are lying about having visited England, that you are a "notorious forger" who stole other people's writings and tried to masquerade as Ernst Zundel at a cocktail party in 1990, that "no one has ever heard" of you, that you're "most likely an agent provocateur" and that you're an "American". LOL.

P.S. See attached Martin's latest bit of juicy prospective crumpet whom he was seen attempting to accost at the last London Forum meeting, (which I was personally banned from attending by organizer Jez Turner for being rude to queers, people who act queer and at least one con artist.)

Yes that is a BNP sign he's holding up however, the young man in question [name redacted] was recently expelled from the tiny party after failing a 2 year "probationary period" - that all new members have to go through now - for, "stirring up trouble" ie becoming too popular...

Oh btw, in addition to the 2 year probationary period you also have to sign a declaration denouncing Nazism and fascism, otherwise you can't join the 500-member strong universally maligned and blacklisted multiracial party of no seats anywhere, which calls for the "voluntary repatriation" of the UK's soon to be majority Third World population.

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From: nwnet@earthlink.net
To: Christopher Robin
Subject: RE: Bosie Is Cross With You
Date: Thu, 19 Mar 2015 20:57:47 -0700

Why is Bosie attacking me now? What set him off?

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From: Christopher Robin
Sent: Friday, March 20, 2015 8:24 AM
To: Northwest Net
Subject: Bosie Is Cross With You

My association with you. Simply that. I think he believes that you're somehow responsible for me rejecting his homosexual advances back in 2011, simply because his sexual proclivities were first brought to my attention by you in an RFN podcast just immediately prior to my meeting him in a bed & breakfast tavern for a drink. (A meeting that for obvious reasons then never transpired.)

I know he blames you because when I confronted him about it he sent me a three page polemic denouncing you as a "forger" and a "corrupter of youth" and then threaten to have me arrested for harassment.

Recently I was expelled from the London Forum (his usual watering hole), simply because I mocked and derided both him and a young blond man who he has spent copious amounts time bicycling around the English countryside with in a pink & yellow Hi-Vis cycling jacket and short shorts.

He was heard ranting and raving at last week's meeting, declaring that you and I were "partners in crime" and "working together" to "belittle and undermine fine young men" and "the movement" in general.

Then he tried to seduce former BNP youth activist [redacted].

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Personal note from HAC: To be accused by Martin Webster, of all people on earth, of being a "corrupter of youth" is not only screamingly funny in its irony, it is quite an honor. 

In the words of the immortal Oscar Wilde from his magnum opus, De Profundis

"Bosie, you bitch!

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Radio Free Northwest - March 19th, 2015

Our St. Patrick's Day music special. HAC talks about dealing with the secret police, Gretchen reviews a book on women in the Third Reich, the Trucker raps on truckin', and we get another installment of Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes?

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Letter From Bill White 2-17-2015

[Letters from Bill are still wandering into my mail box, even if a month late. - HAC]
Feb 17, 2015
Hello Harold,
Another wonderful day at Loretto. Temperatures outside have been as low as -35 degrees F. The Special Housing Unit here is made of uninsulated cinder block. The heating system has been mostly nonfunctional. Speaking to an  HVAC worker, I'm told that the vent on the outside that regulates air mixture is rusted open - explaining the cold air coming through the heating system.  So, basically, I'm spending the day huddled under whatever can be found for warmth - as is everyone - though I do insist on taking my daily hour outside in the rec yard. If you've ever seen "Clockwork Orange", this rec yard is much like that one. However, if it's cold inside, there's no reason not to get out in the shade of the sunshine, right?
Given the government's continued failed efforts to shut me up, I remain reliant on a logistical network to support me. That network begins with the free lawyers who only work because the feds make them, and try hard to walk the line between doing absolutely nothing and doing it so ineffectively that the grease comes off of the court's railroad tracks. It continues through my paid personnel - the investigators and the like hired by my legal defense fund - through various friends and supporters. Without this network, I end up unable to work, to write, or to communicate and mount my legal defense, which is why, Harold, I'm so thankful for people like you.
Unfortunately, these past two months, my support network has had some outages. Fortunately, I have some redundancy. So, for instance, I haven't seen my daily newspaper since Dec. 22 - but I have white newspapers to compensate. However, for daily news, I have to rely on the radio and the radio/TVs upstairs. This limits my daily news, for the moment, to CNN, Glenn Beck and Rush Limbaugh. This is, at least, a step above Seminole County, where radio and television are banned.
Even with these censored sources, some good news gets through. Novorossiya, for instance, essentially captured the Ukrainian army today. As best I've been able to tell, Ukraine had about 6,000 regular army forces and 10,000 "interior ministry" militia organized by the Jew Kotomoisky. Reports were that 2,000 regular army were surrounded in Dobruslava. Today, they surrendered. Ukraine is just about done; I'm waiting for Novorossiya to take Kiev.
But I also get some bizarre stuff. Yesterday Beck spent a lot of time ranting about the Nazi invasion of Sweden, and how Winston Churchill responded to it. I'm sure this will be a surprise to the Swedes, who are really dealing with a Somali invasion right now. But Beck had nothing but praise for how Churchill responded when "the Nazis", "ISIS-like", took Sweden. This is the same Beck that mocks convenience store employees in his "moron trivia".
Beck, though, is really in transition from phony Judaeo-Zionist "libertarianism" into war-mongering Judaeo-Zionism proper. Yesterday he ranted about the "inevitability" of global conflict and America's involvement in "World War III". This is a good example of the process Sergei Lavrov described when he said: "The current stage of international relations is marked by a transition to a fundamentally new world order - a polycentric model based on due regard for the appearance of new economic and financial centers...America...[is] trying to use all available military and political instruments, social media, regime-change technology, and other instruments to keep back the objective process of the development of a ...world order based on the equality of all sides."
What really gets me is the hollow way that Beck talks about how "we" will "wake up" when "Muslims" "attack the cathedral of Notre Dame". It's just funny because a group of religious fanatics really did attack the Cathedral of Notre Dame recently. They're called FEMEN, and they are a radical Judaeo-occult collective, acting under the banner of feminist atheism, who are financed by the Zionist extremist Jed Sunder. Sunder, no surprise, is the former publisher of the Kiev Post, and is one of the Jewish extremists responsible for the coup in that nation.
Thus, we have Beck urging us to support the bankers' takeover of Ukraine and following FEMEN's line by demonizing Putin as a "hetero-fascist", while denouncing ISIS because one day it might do what FEMEN has already done - and attack the Cathedral of Notre Dame. And we have no coverage of the US having deployed 600 paratroopers to Western Ukraine to train Koromoisky's militias - the same militias whose acts of anti-Russian genocide in Odessa and Mariopol have caused Koromoisky to be indicted for war crimes.
I've had a few folks write and ask how I continue to write from prison. Well, beyond Beck, the Lavrov quote above is from the Nationalist Times. The FEMEN info is from Revisionist History. And I keep praying someone will decide to both send me my Serpent's Blood manuscript and charts and my paper, so I can keep working.
Until then, I'm huddled under a blanket, listening to a $15 radio the BOP charged $50 for, through a set of half-working headphones that'll cost $16 to replace.
Thank you, Harold, for keeping on top of things while others are too busy to do so.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Bring 'Em To Northwestfront.org

Great to listen to the interview with Harold Covington on the Rodney Martin Show radio broadcast regardless of the static or interrupted transmission.

If anyone posts comments or replies at any of the conservative socio-political blog websites, especially comments about racial issues like the Ferguson Missouri Chimp Outs or the Mestizo Mud people illegal alien invasion and insurgency into the U.S., please try to randomly and tactfully post the Northwest Front dot org website address at appropriate times in any of the comments sections for the conservative blog websites such as minutemennews.com or eaglerising.com or freedomoutpost.com or libertyalliance.com or personalliberty.com, etc., and etc. regardless that those conservative websites are not specifically pro-White and are not specifically racially aware.

However some White conservatives who read the comments and post comments at those conservative blog websites will definitely check out the Northwest Front dot org website for their own curiosity and hopefully they will remember the Northwest Front in both the immediate and distant future especially when TSHTF and the niggers and beaner spics are breaking into their homes as a direct result of Jew orchestrated and sanctioned multi-cultural Marxism. It is probably best to just type the Northwest Front.org website address with dot org spelled out and not .org to avoid the scrutiny of the website moderators if they have moderators. 

Just a suggestion if any person has not already made references to the Northwest Front.org at any of those conservative blog websites to give the Northwest Front exposure as often as possible and as tactfully as possible. Type something like "A possible alternative in the future might be the Northwest Front dot org".

Well, go ahead and give it a try. It's painless and it's free especially if you are a sedentary human mushroom, barnacle, fungus, mold or lichen permanently metastasized, attached and fused to your chair in front of your computer.     


Sunday, March 15, 2015

"Diesel Therapy" - Letter From Bill White, March 4th 2015

[This letter was received from Chickasaw, Oklahoma. Apparently nobody in the BOP bothered to tell the local honchos in Bill's "rented" jail cell that he was supposed to be incommunicado, and he was able to get pencil and paper and bum a few stamps. He was also able to send me a couple of hastily-scribbled articles. - HAC]

Hello, Harold:

I have just for the first time in five days had a full half-night's sleep and a complete meal. I have also, for the first time in two and a half months, reached an operational telephone. Ironically, I have done this in Grady County, Oklahoma, the filthiest jail I have ever been in other than Seminole County, Florida where I am allegedly being taken. (There seems to be some doubt in my captors' minds on that.) 

Since leaving Seminole County the last time I have been several times sent to the wrong institution, SHU'd pending further transit, and now I am on the road again, supposedly heading for Florida and then Chicago on my habeas corpus writ, although no one will tell me which one first. I'm not sure they know; they seem to be making this up as they go along. 

I arrived at USP Canaan where I was housed in what was essentially a walk-in freezer. They call Canaan the "Meat Locker." When I was there the place was on lockdown and so instead of feeding us they gave us what are called "box rations", four ounces of dried food per box, for each meal. This was my daily ration for four days. The day I left I was awakened at 5 a.m. EST, sat on a bus waiting for an airplane until 6 p.m. EST, boarded the airplane and arrived in Oklahoma at around 9:30 p.m. CST, and was bused out here to a remote part of the state, arriving at around 2 a.m. CST, a 22-hour trip.

Oh, and I have a beard again. Someone at Canaan couldn't take shivering under blankets at minus-35 degrees and swallowed a razor blade in a suicide attempt, so they took away everybody's razor blades. Here I have asked for a razor blade and also to be issued sheets and a towel so I can shower. I have so far been ignored. The only good news is that my arms weren't broken in a black box this time.

[Part of letter redacted because it names another person]. I can confirm that the manuscript of Serpent's Blood and my laboriously constructed geneaology chart has been stolen from my possessions in Seminole County, which I was not allowed to take with me, and is presumably sitting in some FBI storage locker in Washington, D.C. I will file suit for its return if and when I ever get settled anywhere and may succeed in recovering it after some years of litigation. I've got time to pursue these little hobbies.

[Some more comments on Serpent's Blood redacted; the deputies in Oklahoma may not have photocopied this letter and forwarded it to the FBI like they were supposed to, and so there is no point in letting them know anything they don't need to. - HAC]

Don't write to this address. I won't be here that long, although I have no idea where I'll be sent next. I'm supposed to end up in Florida by March 23rd, but who the hell knows with these people?

Thanks for all you do, Harold.


Friday, March 13, 2015

HAC On The Rodney Martin Show


HAC's interview with Rodney Martin on World View Conversations, recorded March 6th 2015.

Listeners should be aware that Mr. Martin was experiencing some technical difficulties on his end and some of his audio is rather badly broken up. Mr. Covington's audio is clear and audible, though.