Is HAC A "Terrorist"?
I recently had a kind of message from some good folks I know
on the periphery of our Movement, the upshot of it being that they listen to
Radio Free Northwest, they read their NF Bulletin, they wish me all the
best and all that, but they can no longer be associated with me because I am a “terrorist” and if they are ever in any way connected with me by
the FBI or some other secret police organ then they will “get in
trouble.”
Well, the
short answer to that is yes, you well may get in trouble if you’re in any way
associated with me in the official mind. I’m not going to deny that, and all I
can really tell you is that unless and until enough of us are willing to get
into trouble with the government of the United
States, life on this continent is going to
become an unbearable hell on earth that no one of us can really imagine.
That’s the price of change. That is the price of making
things better for our children and those yet to come. Somebody has to get in
trouble. Are you willing to let your children, your grandchildren, and all of
our children and grandchildren suffer contempt, oppression, servitude,
desolation and murder because you’re a chickenshit coward who is afraid you’ll
get in trouble?
If so, then you’ve got a lot of company. Most White men and
women are too timid and frightened to do anything about all this. If the small
number of us who are not can pull it off, then perhaps some day in the future
all of you yellow dogs out there will live long enough for your own children
spit on you.
Now let’s deal with that terrorism crap. In point of fact,
no, I am not a “terrorist.” I would not be ashamed of it if I
were. Terrorism is the weapon of the weak against the strong. It usually
involves a very high risk of self-destruction and therefore regardless of what
moron Jews and howling Republican idiots in the media say, it requires an
immense amount of courage. I admit it: I do not have the personal courage of Bob
Mathews or Joseph Paul Franklin or Joe Stack.
What I am is a writer and, for the past nine years, a speaker
with a very small audience. In real life our weekly number of hits on our
podcast would fill a medium-sized auditorium, although probably one out of four
attendees would be Jews or media or undercover cops or Goat Dancers or strange
little men from That Nineties Show. If you don’t know what all the fuss is
about, read my Northwest independence novels. You can order them online.
To make this long story as short as possible, it is true
that in one sense what I do is an act of treason. I speak of the death of the king, and in medieval and Renaissance times that was quite literally treason,
as in head-lopping and boiling-in-oil and being burned at the stake treason.
For many centuries in Europe not only was it treason to speak of the death of
the king at all, but if you were into astrology, as most people were back then, it
was treason to cast the king’s horoscope, because that might reveal the time
and manner of his death. It was treason and punishable by death to speculate on
who might succeed the king in the event of his death, which you weren’t
supposed to be talking or thinking about to begin with.
Henry the Eighth was the worst about this kind of thing; if
you even referred to any of his miscellaneous wives or children by the wrong
title, depending on who was supposed to be legitimate that week and which
religious faction was on top of the palace heap, you find yourself boiled in
oil. Henry VIII was the only king of England who ever actually did that,
by the way.
Anyway, what I’m getting at with my usual obscure historical
references is that officially, in those days, the king was immortal, at least
insofar as anything said or even hinted at in public went. Everyone had to
pretend that the present was the permanent order of things and the monarch
would never die. They all knew it was crap and they knew the king was mortal like everybody else, you just didn’t dare to say it.
Our own lords and masters are like that. Officially,
Amurrica is forever. Some years ago a tame university egghead called Francis Fukuyama even wrote an entire essay to that effect, entitled The End of History. Therein he
claims that liberal democracy is the ultimate form of government and that from
now on mankind’s future is one long, endless strip mall where happy contented
wage slaves will slurp Starbucks and gobble down Happy Meals while we are ruled
from behind the scenes by soulless businessmen and executives in expensive
suits, as well as a few rabbis in blue knitted skullcaps to whisper in the ears
of the businessmen and executives.
I say that’s crap. I speak openly of the death of the king,
of the end of Amurrica, and what’s worse I say out loud how I’m pretty much
convinced it will end, by a breakup into several smaller black and brown and
hippie-dippy ethnostates. I believe it is absolutely imperative for the future
of all humanity, not just our own people, that when that happens, the White man
must acquire an ethnostate of his own out of the wreckage, for use as an
all-White homeland where our race can rest and recuperate and restore our
numbers while the rest of the world goes to hell in a mass slaughter, as will
inevitably occur in any society ruled by non-Whites. I believe that the establishment of this
White homeland will be attained through some kind of armed insurrection or
confrontation between White Americans and the United
States and its armed men.
That is a very dangerous opinion to hold. It is an even more
dangerous opinion to speak out loud. Do you know why? Because I am right, and
pretty much everybody knows it, even though some may not admit to the fact out
of fear or self-interest.
This is not a matter of my inciting anything.
I am simply making a factual observation that there are hundreds of millions of
privately held firearms in this country, and that conditions are deteriorating
to the point where eventually someone is going to load one of those firearms
and shoot it at a politician, or a judge, or a congressman, or a multinational
executive, or an FBI agent, or a cop, or a news anchor, or any one of the
thousand and one people who are both actually and morally responsible for the
America we were born into turning into an unspeakable horror show with subtitles
in Spanish.
The feds cannot allow me to continue to say these things out
loud. Someday someone might actually do something, and it won’t just be Joe
Stack crashing his airplane into a mysteriously empty government building. It’s
like a dog who starts killing chickens, or a bear or alligator who kills a
person. Once it happens the animal has to be destroyed, because now he knows
it can be done and how easy it is, and the regime can’t take the chance that
White people might someday figure out that badges and black robes and
briefcases and $2000 suits might be neat accessories, but they don’t make
anybody bulletproof. Once that knowledge spreads, Amurrica is done for.
The FBI and other secret police agencies are charged with
the task, not of enforcing laws, but of keeping the lid on, which is not the
same thing. I’m not breaking any laws, but that’s never mattered much where
we’re concerned and ever since the Edgar Steele case, it doesn’t matter at all.
So yes, there is indeed a chance that if you are associated with me in any way,
you will “get in trouble.”
5 Comments:
He's worse than terrorist, he's a wicked wacist.
Right on Brother.
You speak the truth. The chaff has to fall from the wheat, and a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. If some people are gonna fold like lawn chairs BEFORE anything "illegal" happens, they will cave even quicker when and if they are counted upon to be strong and do their part - should (when) that time come (s).
True Freedom will never be achieved for those afraid of danger, i.e., afraid of "getting into trouble."
Excellent article...while I understand that "WE" do not, cannot, promote any sort of antisocial type of behavior and/or violence, the "situation" will NEVER change "peacefully."
Mr.Covington,
All white people are already in trouble with the government. They want us dead.
Great post as the hour is late and we must speak of things which we dared not broach before.
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