Movie Review: ‘Shattered Glass’

By Alex Linder

“Stop pitching, Steve. It’s over.” And with that, lying jew Stephen Glass (right) is expelled from the offices of The New Republic, in whose pages he planted 27 bogus stories. That’s 27 out of 41, and this with a battery of senior editors, copy editors, and lawyers going over his every word multiple times!

Jew Glass’s behavior and expulsion is a perfect microcosm of the experience
of jews among Aryans. The jews lie, cheat and steal, cry, whine, plead when they get caught, and finally wind up getting booted out on their ass. “Shattered Glass” isn’t an action feature like “They Live,” or a sci-fi thriller like “The Invasion of the Body Snatchers,” but it pursues the same object: the dramatic extraction of what is from what seems. This is a perfect trainer movie for WN investigators because in the chutzpathetic behavior and unmanly deportment of jew Glass we have a window into his entire rotten, duplicitous, wheedling, whining, conspiring, expostulating race.
Through a glass clearly we are shown, not told, everything we need to know
about jews.

Jews are essentially nodes on a global criminal network, call it
Interstein. Each comes equipped with a bag of excuses, and a black book of Crimbergs and Bailsteins to reroute ’round danger should the jig be uppin’, and links disabled. Deceit and manipulation are second nature to the jews. The Aryan misses this at the cost of his society, then his existence. There are very few sectors of our society not shot through with jews spinning lies for profit.

From the race-realist point of view, what is a detail in the movie is
actually one of its most telling points, namely that when the fact-checking heat came down, and jew Glass was forced to document his sources, he was able to rely upon his brother at Stanford (!) to sustain his mirage. At the drop of a dime, jew/Stanford was willing to help jew/D.C. by calling up editor Lane and pretending to be George Simms, president of Jukt Micronics, a company Glass invented as part of a kewl story about a teen hacker hired at a seven-figure salary to secure a company whose computers he’d invaded. Spinning illusions out of dust; making a living from the air – these are jewish specialities. These black arts are much admired among Semites. Without truth or honor going for them, the jews are left with a sort of crooked loyalty. However, that
crooked loyalty may be enough, given jewish predominance in our society.
It is the odd Glass that gets broken. The vast majority remain intact and in place, and the media they produce a funhouse in which everything is distorted out of all shape, but always to their benefit.

Lane-the-Aryan vs. Glass-the-Jew; or, When Objectivity Meets
Subjectivity

If you don’t recall the Glass caper from a few years ago, read these two
links to refresh your memory.

The New Republic belongs to Martin Peretz, a jew. It’s a standard
jew organ, liberal, anti-racist, except when it comes to Israel, where it’s
hyperracist. The day-to-day editorial business during the late nineties was run by goy Michael Kelly, who was fired and gave way to goy Charles Lane. Kelly was popular with the staff of twentysomething writers, and jew Glass used Lane’s stiffish relationship with the Kelly-loyal staff to smear Lane’s motives when he began the Aryan detective work to reveal the jewish crime.

Charles Lane (left) is the quintessential honest Aryan, slow to anger, slow to doubt. Glass is the jew. Quick to draw sympathy, entertain, draw women, hyperemotional. Lying, lying, lying, blaming sources as lie after lie disintegrates upon inspection, not above a final ploy of hinting that he’s suicidal when Lane finally fires him. Never, really, taking responsibility for anything. Hell, trying to profit from his lies to the very end. In real life Stephen Glass finished law school at Georgetown and returned to New York, where he wrote a novel, The Fabulist, about himself. This be chutzpah, and the jew must make the most of it. “Sell every lie three times,” as the jewish writers say. Did you damage the reputation of a century-old institution with your fabrications? Well, don’t stop, Hyman, until you’ve wrung every last drop of profit from your imposture.

As I say, Lane, at least in the movie, is the quintessential Aryan. Scrupulous, honest, slow, careful. Such a contrast to the eely, oily, teary jew, he’s. The beautiful part of this movie is that this lying jew doesn’t get away with it. He gets nailed. The Lane mill grinds slow but it grinds fein, so to speak. The righteous Aryan leader finally puts his foot down and crushes the jewsnake. The women cry and moan, but in the end, they come around. They see that in his coldness and his carefulness and his judgment – Lane was right. Justice not mercy rules the day – very unusual these days. You will see the obvious
parallel to our political situation today, where jew-conditioned white women
import/sleep with niggers/other women, and everything goes to hell. The jew draws the women to revolt, tells them they’re equals of men, with just as much capacity for violence, reasoned thought, and leadership. They aren’t. But many of them, hearing uniform message of the school-government-media machine, exposed to nothing else, buy it. We all see and must live with the results.

It never occurs to Lane that someone would make up stories out of whole
cloth. But when he’s contacted by Adam Penenberg of Forbes Digital, it slowly dawns on him that something is deeply wrong about the Glass story mentioned above. The company, Jukt Micronics, can’t be located. Neither can the teen hacker. Neither can the kid’s agent, nor the convention at which he was hailed as a superstar, be documented. But the jew doesn’t give up or give the truth up easily. He’s got lies to cover lies. As each layer is peeled, a new one presents itself. He’s got excuses, explanations, and extenuations for everything. And the whining and expostulation and attempted guilt-tripping are unbelievable. A jew is an animal that seems to have all the defenses of the animal kingdom at its disposal: the tears of
woman, the bloating of the pufferfish, the squirting of the squid, the
quills of the porcupine.

“Are you mad at me?” Glass says throughout the picture, trying to deflect
Lane’s request for notes and contact information. He’s continually trying to turn an objective question of evidence into a subjective question of motivation, exactly the way the ADL tries to turn debate over crime from a focus on objective data to subjective feelings about motives. And for the same reason: to hide the guilty party; in his case himself; in the ADL’s case, organized jewry, which is responsible for the “civil rights” that loosed black criminals on a formerly safely segregated nation.

The cold, logical, masculine application of feminine wiles, deceit, and manipulation seems to be the working M.O. of the jewish race, from Glass right on up. Glass instinctively exhibits behavior scientifically turned into strategy by ADL. The Aryan finds the jew hard to understand because Aryans follow a different pattern. When we lie, the vast majority of us, we know we’re doing a shitty thing; that we’re destroying trust, and tearing away the basis of communal life. When the pressure gets great enough, or our remorse overwhelms our conscience, we admit to it. JEWS AREN’T LIKE THAT. There ought to be a name given the fallacy of assuming that people that look more or like us think like we do. Jews don’t. They are a different species. They do not feel ashamed of lying, they PRIDE THEMSELVES ON THEIR ABILITY TO LIE. Remember what Monica Lewinsky said, when her lies about her mess with Clinton were revealed. Lying was “what you did. It was how you got through life.” Think about the implications of that for a second. The jews don’t see lying as a desperate last resort. They see it as an essential tool in making their way through our world. The jews sort of look like us, and they move among us, but they are something very, very different.

How did he get away with it?

Jew Glass really wormed his way in with the staff, particularly the women.
As he says at the start, in the world of cutthroat self-importance that is Washington journalism, the littlest bit of humility and respect for others stands out. Glass was the youngest staffer, and the most entertaining. Where others wrote drab policy pieces, he uncovered scintillating tales of excess or corruption. He charmed the other staff members personally – by paying attention to them. This works with everybody, but with women in particular. There’s a parallel here in that just as Aryans have difficulty recognizing jews aren’t Aryans, women have difficulty recognizing men aren’t women. People assume others think like they do, but they don’t, whether for race or sex or some other reason. In any case, getting others to like him was a definite skill Glass possessed, and it was an important minor reason he got away with his charade for so long.

The main reason Glass succeeded was that he fed the editors pieces that
appeared to document their biases. He proved what they “knew” without having actual factual evidence of, so they let their guard down. When he presented them with “Spring Breakdown,” a piece purporting to document orgies among young conservatives at a Republican convention, they never thought to question it, because all good liberals know that Republicans are evil white men who quaff and whore behind a facade of hypocritical moralizing. All Glass did was pretend to document in the real world the stereotypes ubiquitous on tv. He knew who he was writing for, and he knew what they wanted to hear, and he knew that if they heard it, they would never think twice. With a novelist’s verisimilitude of plausible names and
quotations, Glass set the hook and reeled the suckers in. It really was
chutzpah at its finest. It takes balls to simply make up a story, fill it with fictional people, companies, and events. And keep mum through phalanxes of legal/editorial reviewers, through publication, through attempts by honest reporters to unveil the truth. Only bit by bit did jew Glass cede the increasingly obvious. Oy, a different construction might have been put. Oy, a copy editor changed a line. Oy, a source may have been mistaken. Oy, the phone number is not for the source himself, but for the source of the source. Oy, why are you mad at me? Oy, isn’t the duty of the editor to defend his reporters? Oy, you fired me? Oy, oy, oy, what going to do am I? Oy, alone I can’t be. Oy, drive me to the airport, or oy’ll not be responsible for my actions.

There truly is nothing like a jew. Watching Lane’s reaction as he finally realizes, Jesus Christ, this isn’t one story, this little shmuck has probably been feeding us bullshit from day one, and may well have wrecked the magazine, and seeing him go in and just tell the rich ‘n’ jewy Glass to back away from the computer, and don’t touch anything, just get out of the building — no one watching this from a WN perspective can fail to see the parallel. Jew Glass is the jewish race, and the mess he made of The New Republic and its reputation is precisely the mess the jewish race is making of America and hers. AND THE SAME EXPULSION IS INDICATED. Only this time, to avoid recurrences, letz make it vertical. You know, jew Glass’s chutzpah was so brazen, and so obviously impossible to pull off over the long term, it truly does suggest an almost genetic compulsion to overreach, as others have indeed said of the jews. And that is good news for WN, because it simply means that we honest men are in the position of Charles Lane, and simply need to keep chugging along, alerting more and more honest Aryans to the truth about Big Hymie.

A third reason Glass succeeded was because his lies were Big rather than small. He didn’t gussy up a story about Microsoft with some quotes from anonymous sources, he made up companies and peoples and events out of thin air. Apparently this didn’t raise a single flag anywhere in the review process. A voiceover spells out that process in detail, and it is impressive. Basically, an issue of The New Republic is fact-checked and copy-edited and lawyer-reviewed multiple times. But not a single person ever doubted that Jukt Micronics existed.

Men drive off mental maps of the way the world works. They see the world in
stereotypes. A few of the intelligent ones are able to accept fresh input
conflicting with their world view, but not many. If you feed men data that reinforce their assumptions, they listen. If you point out where they’re wrong, they turn off.

I’ve done a minor bit of Glassing myself, although not precisely in the
same way, and not to any criminal end, merely to make some political points I thought could not be made any other way in the organ in question. I described this in the postscript to my article on media control.

I quote:

P.S. A funny little coda on TAS. I many times bitterly contrasted myself
with Tyrrell. His aim was to get published in The Washington Post, mine was to get published in the The American Spectator. I finally achieved my aim, in a backhanded way, back in August 1997. Traveling through Texas, I stopped at a newsstand and came across my letter to the editor. Not the longer, fiery one I’d sent under my name, but this one:

A couple thoughts regarding “Is Liberalism Kosher?” by Joseph Shattan.
First, if anti-Semitism is the “socialism of fools,” then, per Abrams, we can say that socialism is the Judaism of fools. And if Jews define their religion by their politics — what Shattan calls “secular liberalism,” but what the rest of the world knows as socialism — then conservatism is by definition “anti-Semitic.” Don’t think so? Ask yourself: Is the term applied carefully and rigorously to a select group of deserving people — or is it simply a catch-all smear for anyone on the right? As a conservative, I have been called a “self-hating” Jew and, believe it or not, an “anti-Semite” often enough to
realize that the association of “right-wing” and “anti-Semitic” is more or
less instinctive among my (mostly secular) co-religionists. It has always amused me, sourly, that you can find a ream of articles anytime the “Christian right-wing extremists” attempt to “take over” a school district in Podunk, Virginia, but nary a word on the religiously leftist Jewish cabal surrounding the president of the United States. No, say the ACLU Jews, we must be ever-vigilant lest religion be mixed with politics in the form of a
créche on a public lawn or the commandments in a courtroom. But if half of
the most important advisers surrounding the president pray daily to the god of
Social Justice (what most people would call Theft), we ignore it lest we be blackened as “anti-Semites.” My personal opinion is that by making an identity of our religion and the politics that has done so much to destroy this great country, we Jews are setting ourselves up in a very dangerous way.

Jeff Sokol
Gettysburg, Pennsylvania

Why did my ruse work? Why did TAS print my letter? Because it fit
the editors’ biases, preconceptions, and hopes. They want to believe: 1) jews are getting more conservative, especially the younger ones (Gettysburg is a college town in rural Pennsylvania; not likely jew would be from there unless a college student); 2) their magazine is popular with the hip young crowd (especially jews; Jeff is not a name an older jew is likely to possess); 3) it is only safe to point out the damage jews do under cover of jewish name, thereby indemnifying the publisher against charges of anti-Semitism. And so, the nonexistent personage “Jeff Sokol” furthering a number of editorial desires, the letter gets printed.

Most of what you read, White man, is vetted in just such a way. Very, very
few men can stand facts that tell against their biases. Very, very few men can
stand personal criticism. Therefore, while many speak in favor of free speech, few practice it. Like morality itself, free speech is an aesthetic ideal, upheld by a minority of Aryans and by virtually no other group. In the Propasphere, everyman comes to think and reason and act like the jew, over time, because of the universal and inescapable conditioning by the media. Everything and everyone becomes an instrument of calculation or utility; valued only for its or his ability to make our dream-world into reality, of no interest in itself. The jews have all the answers. Nothing rebutting their lies is acknowledged as valid, let alone considered as potentially true.

Keeping perspective…

But let’s keep some perspective. Plowing too deep to see over the furrow
was what got the TNR editors in trouble in the first place. Too wrapped up in meaningless politics, too cut off from the world of computers and commerce, they were snookered by a wayward jewlet. Let us be wiser than they were. Let us see the Glass imbroglio for what it’s worth.

Glass’s main mistake was mixing genres. He should have been writing novels
or tv scripts. It is perfectly fine to make up lies about young conservatives and White males in those quarters. TNR promotes exactly the same fictions Hollywood does, but follows different conventions with regard to facts. The dollar stuff is wrong, but the nickel and dime stuff better be right. Mistakes in the small stuff might lead readers to suspect mistakes in the big stuff, and that cannot be allowed.

Perhaps publications need logic editors more than fact-checkers. It’s one
thing to misspell, say, Abigail Thernstrom, in a review of her and hubby’s work about the racial intelligence gap. It’s a nice thing to get right; it should be gotten right; but nothing important changes if it be got wrong. But where’s the logic editor to point out that neither reviewed book nor reviewer adduced the genetic IQ differential between blacks and whites as a cause of the test-scores gap? Or pointed out that this is something that all the money and cultural-change and special programs in the world can do nothing about? There’s no such thing as a logic editor I’ve ever heard of. The duty seems to fall somewhere under general editing. So the ship may be headed to Bermuda by way of Nome, Alaska, but the table linen will be neatly arranged.

It is certainly not to absolve jew Glass that I observe that in our New Jew
Dark Age of cultural decline, nigger worship, and widespread disinformation, Glass’s fictions are among the least damaging The New Republic committed to print. Our entire media create and sustain myths that wreck nations, and woe to the Aryan David who lifts stone to shatter that glass Goliath. But go rent this movie anyway; you’ll enjoy seeing a jew get his comeuppance, even if the Aryans who deliver it remain in the grip of deeper and truly destructive jewish myths.

Personal and Studied Reflections on the Mechanisms of Media Control

 

By Alex Linder

An essay in response to the question, “When did you become aware jews dominated the publishing industry?”

It is comparatively easy to see that the media are controlled; it takes longer to understand the who and how and why. Having evolved from conservatism to racialism, battling jews and men of every shade of opinion every step of the way, I have an advanced understanding of what is going on and why the press reads the way it does. Suffice it to say, to twist Twain: the jews are the only people who control the media — or need to.

My awareness that some group was enforcing blackout over the mattering facts began with a child’s recognition there were Things That Could Not Be Said in newspapers. Newspaper discussion amounts to a perverse teasing, a strip club where you’re bounced if you touch one of the dancers. Newspapers read as though constrained by law never to hit the heart of the matter, never to deal in vitals, never to come to grips with anything. If you read a week’s worth of editorials, you’ll never need to buy a paper again because you’ll never see anything different, just endless inconsequential cycling. Jew-produced media for the goy masses equals noise without movement, like a car revving in neutral.

What first struck me about newspapers was that their writers, without exception, refrained from mentioning obvious and relevant facts, no matter they were reporting or opining. Thus, newspapers invariably gave the impression of adults playing make-believe. This made them foolish and boring and dangerous. What kind of a style can be made out of truth evasion? Nothing but euphemism and stock phrase as far as the eye could see. Anything else wouldn’t be safe for the powers that be. Even to combine two words unusually raises the danger of sparked thought leading to fire among deadwood. Better to knit clichés until you hit your length. Safest for all concerned. The end result is TASS — or the New York Times. Only news that fits the jew’s agenda gets reported honestly, and even there, as in a story about “the changing face of America,” the jews seldom resist the urge to paint the lily. The 99% of the news that runs against the jew agenda gets midrashed into shade. It is undeniable that the news in our papers is semitized for jews’ protection. My gut sense, after reading a few papers, was that someone or some group was using them to disguise something, and that is in fact their main use and function.

Read a paper. Go on, I dare you. You’ll find education and crime constantly circled, yet nobody makes the obvious connection to race. Newspapers perpetually raise questions — why the high crime? why the low scores? — the correct answers to which are off-limits. Literally ten thousand stories have been written about the black-white test-scores gap since the 1970s, yet literally not one has printed the known truth: that blacks and whites differ naturally in IQ, and that all scientists studying it have found this gap, and that this IQ gap accounts for the scores gap, and absolutely nothing can be done to fill it — except refusing to teach whites to capacity, that utopian equalitymongers be satisfied. Newspapers read as though they’re written to drive the reader crazy. As though the publishers are actually psychologists seeing just how long it takes to drive a population insane by telling it black is white. As though one is fighting the reporter for the facts.

If we take America at its marketing — that we’re a “land of the free” — then how can this be? How can every single paper in this “land of liberty” approach a pressing problem in exactly the same way, the same false way — every time, decade after decade? If this is freedom, what does totalitarian uniformity look like?

How, in the “land of the free” can the media literally never deviate from a party line?

This makes no sense, considered formally and superficially, like a stupid old woman I met marching in Claremont, who told me there was freedom of speech in the Soviet Union because it was written in its constitution. I suppose America is different? I suppose no such thing! We have a first amendment, guaranteeing the right to print all opinions. We have a million papers, which seems to indicate room for diverse and conflicting ideas. Yet literally never will you read in a paper the facts that blacks are inherently violent and ineducable by comparison with whites. Again, these are facts that literally never appear in the mass press. So there must be something going on.

Consider these words on media control in The Protocols of the Meetings of the Learned Elders of Zion:

By discussing and controverting, but always superficially, without touching the essence of the matter, our organs will carry on a sham fight…

Ah, precisely the function newspapers perform! Who will deny that the essence of so many of today’s “issues” is racial inequality, which makes for the incompatibility of races, and a thousand irremediable conflicts? Who will deny that media control offers a lot more than a leg up to the controlling party?

The elders go further: Methods of organization [relating to media control] like these, imperceptible to the public eye but absolutely sure, are the best calculated to succeed in bringing the attention and the confidence of the public to the side of our government. Thanks to such methods we shall be in a position as from time to time may be required to excite or to tranquilize the public mind on political questions, to persuade or confuse, printing now truth, now lies, facts or their contradictions, according as they may be well or ill received, always very cautiously feeling our ground before stepping on it…. We shall have a sure triumph over our opponents since they will not have at their disposition organs of the press in which they can give full and final expression to their views owing to the aforesaid methods of dealing with the press. We shall not even need to refute them except very superficially. [bolding supplied]

You can see the practical meaning of these words in full effect in the newspapers, and you can likewise see why jews feel threatened by the Internet, where the despised goyim can communicate among themselves, rather than sitting slack-jawed before the latest jew broadcast.

As I say, the jews need to control the press, and they do. This control would be less effective and harder to maintain were they to admit its existence, and so they must take all pains to silence those who point out the nature of their schemes and indeed the nature of their semitic tribe itself.

In my progression from a child newspaper reader to a teenaged editorialist to conservative satirist to full-fledged White Nationalist I’ve come across the people and books relevant to understanding the nature of media control and the men who exercise it, and today I have the who and why that confused me as a child firmly in hand. If you, rational man, push the why hard enough, you will arrive the same place I and many others have, because the facts lead in one direction only.

As I matured, I observed jews. I found them quite the way the rest of the world has: Odd. Leftist. Hypersensitive iconoclasts. Hypocritical vulgarians who could give a punch, with proper institutional backing, but not take one. Vindictive fireplugs. Genetic malcontents. Physically ugly people with unusual access and support networks yet a chip on their shoulders as though they were the aggrieved rather than guilty party. Blamers, accusers, whiners. A dislikable bunch, taking one with another. People who wreck the harmony of any settled situation — and pride themselves on the disruption they cause. It is extremely difficult, for the analytical man, to see the jew as anything but the principle of sullying for sullying’s sake come to life. Jews make everything they touch worse.

Without doing any reading, I assumed the Holocaust was true, since it was beyond plausible to likely, given the jews I encountered, that someone would want to flush/gas/shoot them into extinction. I believe most goyim feel the way I did, and that this perversely and ironically explains the success of the “Holocaust” Big Lie. The jews are the beneficiaries of their to-the-Aryan-foul nature! They make themselves obnoxious enough to the average person that he has no difficulty believing their gross and profitable lie that someone actually tried to do away with them. it takes a real commitment to blindness not to see jews for what they are, even if the historical facts of their machinations require some ferreting.

I read the conservative magazines as a teenager, and this constituted my real and enduring education. I swallowed the good and the bad, like most young readers. The good being the rational debunking of leftist lies and fantasies; the introductions by stylish, erudite and worldly writers to the world’s greatest anti-utopian thinkers.The bad being the smuggled assumption that men are equal, or if not men, at least races. Or if not races, at least not races for purposes of public discussion. This seemed odd, but I didn’t ponder on it too much until I was older and encountered the Blackout Boys firsthand. Which caused me pause, and gave me to reconsider everything that had gone before, and reach the conclusion, generally valid, that on anything on which one has not specifically pondered, one is very likely to have assimilated the liberal position by default. If the air is full of smog, every smallest sac in your lungs is hardly going to be full of mountain air.

To say the media are biased, as the conservative media critics do, doesn’t get at what’s going on. It makes the problem sound like something correctable with a little more fairness, like a car a quart low on oil. Nah. It’s not like that at all. The media are a jewish juggernaut meant to carry the chosen to victory over the crushed bodies of the Aryans and all other resisters, victory defined, the Protocols tell us, by Jewish World Dictatorship. If they’re kidding, reality doesn’t reflect it, for the press are wholly given over to lies that prosper the jews, and any facts or truths that make their way into the mix are there only to confuse and provide the impression of real debate, as the Protocols tell us in the passage quoted above.

I was not mature enough in my critical ability as a teen, and I had not enough experience of the world, to see that on the essentials these modern conservatives are anti-racist utopians, i.e., not conservatives at all — much less comprehend why. But in reading the conservatives writing on the leftists it became clear to me, though the conservatives never underlined the fact, that leftists seemed to be almost entirely jew-directed, jew-controlled – and, at least in the case of the leaders, just plain jews. Why this fact wasn’t brought front and center and made the basis of attack I never understood and still don’t. It is the only way Aryans can beat the jews. But here my other instinctive realization kicked in: conservatism is a polite word for cowardice. The belief that, in the end, it’s better — defined as safer — not to try, not to think, not to risk. Conservatives die a thousand deaths a decade, ever pushed back, ever accepting yesterday’s liberalism, and putting their farty stamp on it. They probably already have tomorrow’s junk mail waiting shipment: homosexual marriage is one thing, but man-boy love is Morally Wrong, at least until the Rover Rangers start agitating.

My instinct was that the conservatives were characteriologically defective – big brains, small balls. They didn’t know how to use what they had. VNN reflects what I believe the proper approach: educated, but vulgarly, jugularly direct. Politics isn’t beanbag, as the man said; neither is it a god-refereed sport, as seems to be the conservatives’ planted axiom. God is on the side of the winners is the only lesson history teaches. Beautiful losers get their plaques ripped off, their flags burned, their graves pissed on, and their memories erased in the hymiestory books. Surely if the traditions of a people are worth conserving, then the people themselves even more so! The oldest tradition of the Aryan race is…existing.

A good example of this semitic-responsibility syncopation — by syncopation, let me spell it out lest my meaning be missed, I mean the conservative’s removing the blame from where it naturally falls — on the guilty jew — and placing it elsewhere where it doesn’t belong — on the liberal — is American Conservative’s recent review of jew Philip Roth’s new novel reversing the facts about America-Firster Charles Lindbergh, the bete noir of the jews who produced American involvement in World War II andof the Israel-Firster neoconservatives rewriting history today.

If you read between the lines, you can see that the nut of writer Kaufman’s story is that Roth is a White-hating jew whose novel celebrates the jewish takeover of America, resulting in a transformation so radical it is fair to call it murder. America is not America any longer, and it hasn’t been for a long time. It is nothing more than standard jewish chutzpah that Roth pretends he and his fellow jews represent the real American tradition, with Lindbergh being the revolutionary usurper. Always remember the jew is the great master of the lie, as Schopenhauer said. The man who cries “quit kicking me” while he is in fact kicking you, as the Poles say.

Again, this peculiarly jewish M.O. is written up in Protocols. Rewriting history goes hand in hand with controlling the media. A false history is concocted and celebrated, the better to control the future. From Protocol 16:

We shall erase from the memory of men all facts of previous centuries which are undesirable to us, and leave only those which depict all the errors of the governments of the goyim.

Come the day, nothing will be legal to know or pass on but that which is “good for jews.” Again, from Protocol 16:

We shall abolish every kind of freedom of instruction.

Nothing outside the jewish Propasphere can be allowed to exist; it must become as close to literally unthinkable as jewish design can make it. Media control is a very significant part, but still only a part, of the totalitarian control over goy mind, soul, and body the jew strives for. Conservatives who fail to name the jew and describe its aims abide by the death-dealing Protocols. They are man-dogs who take a perverse and quite possibly sexual pleasure in being dominated by jews, and, at the deepest level, actually take great pride in contributing their mite to the physical destruction of the men and ways they ostensibly defend. Hell, it’s the one area they’re actually efficacious. Each manlet kills the thing he loves, as a real man said. Male-on-male action is common as venality among the jew-fellating Evangelical ‘bunnyherds. The big little man’s — Canny Sammy, I refer to — small, womany schadenfreude — “If only you’d listened to me.” If the best the white race can do is the paleoconservative, then the white race deserves to die. Luckily, there’s a little more to us than these cave salamanders.

Is there a word for people who make their daily bread by selling out their own?… Is there a term for men who fear to describe events in simple terms, that readers may understand and do something to change things? When I read Pat Buchanan, I have no trouble understanding how Ireland was enslaved for hundreds of years. Buchanan never writes about open racists without smearing their character and their motives; by the same token, he never questions jewish motives, sticks completely to evidence. If you think Buchanan is on your side, Aryan reader, you’re a fool. Buchanan is part of the problem. Each man kills the thing-he-writes-for-money he loves.

The conservative writer Kaufman, whether jew or more likely non-jew, never betrays a word of what he knows. Yet the jew nexus is crucial — and most of his readers will miss the main point he fails to bring out: the jews are a separate race, and a race at war with the Aryans, including all the Catholic syncopates at American Conservative. Ah, well, one expects little of Catholicks. I can write no better satire on this sorry church that its fierce insistence it did everything to help its one true enemy in Jews’ War II, and scotch its enemy’s enemy. Catholics would rather fellate jews on their knees than stand and fight as men.

Conservatism, I came to see, is just a bunch of smart people being clever and useless. It provides a good and pleasant living to an elite set of jew-sycophants and professional punch-pullers. Think of the little pug ties favored by Lessers Nesman Smuckers Carlson and George “Jew’s Will Be Done” and you have the nadless nattiness of the clean-scrubbed choirboy symbolized in a small twist of cloth. When the truth is bad manners, the conservative retreats to his library for a little Willie time. The professional conservative always chooses prudence over the mattering truth. This is why conservatives don’t matter. They prop up the system they affect to hate by resolutely refusing to criticize its foundations. I hardly need say it’s the only thing they’re resolute about. It’s the only principle they actually uphold. There’s a lot of bad faith in conservatism these days. The Internet has made that clear. Pretend opposition loses its luster next to the real thing.

College did little for me intellectually, since I was forced to read book after book filled with nonsense, wasting time I could have spent reading the writers who matter. I should have dropped out, and if the Internet had existed, I would have. How tiresome it is to get up each morning and work hard for the approval of fools.

Such progress as I made in understanding media control came from experience. I began writing for the school paper, and soon had my introduction to the incredible networks of men and resources the left has at its disposal. What I saw in life backed up what I’d encountered reading between the lines in National Review: the left is run by jews, and they’ve tied up academia and government and media, which promote a uniform agenda. Nothing right, in all senses of the word, need apply. The things of this world fall into two classes: overrated and outright scams. College is the latter.

The right, by contrast with the left, has no network. No institutional support. You’d think this would lead the right to rethink its individualist extremism, but it doesn’t. But of course, the right, today, is controlled opposition, which exists and is manipulated to fool the goy public into thinking it’s participating in real decisions on vital issues.

At first, as the properly trained anti-collectivist who swallowed the fake-conservative lie that men are only valid as individuals, and never to be taken in groups, I interpreted what I found in conventional left-right terms. Only as I grew in years and experience did I see the underlying war of the races, jew vs. Aryan, and how jewish self-help, jewish networking and jewish identity are always praised, and usually funded by the government, whether directly or filtered through leftist groups jews form or control. By contrast, the Aryan has nothing. Literally nothing. No professor defends him; no institution defends him; no paper defends him; nobody gives a damn if he is spat and shat on, mocked, ridiculed, harassed and persecuted in a thousand ways. I believe if I had been murdered when I was writing inflammatory opinions, the campus and the local police would scarcely have bothered investigating. The campus and administration would have felt I’dgotten my due, and left it at that. Everything the left says about voices marginalized applies a thousand times to conservatives, and never to any of their endless parade of beatified botches.

An overtly racialist Aryan is called a hater by the left/jews. But so too is the Aryan conservative. This is because, as the left correctly recognizes, but the right hysterically denies, see Paddycake’s tear-streaked cheeky girl Friday Raimondo, conservatism is inherently racist. For if facts matter and ideas have consequences, then there’s no getting away from the political bang-ons of racial inequality. Conservatism is organized anti-uptopianism if anything, but if you deny the existence of race, you’ve deposited your sorry ass in Utopia, and lost all claim to conservatism, no matter what Pet-approved popular-press neoconservative trucklers and pallid-with-fear paleocons pretend.

The founder of modern conservatism, Edmund Burke, wrote the truth about jews, whenever they came under the lens. Writing the truth about jews by definition makes one an anti-Semite. And anti-semitism is just a subset of racism, a subracism, if you will, as is judaism itself.

Racism is nothing but the factual belief that races exist and differ in politically meaningful ways. The jewish racists of the left advance their race by lying that human racial differences are no more significant than cat-fur colors.

Denying race exists while tacitly operating on the truth that it does is essential to the jewish program for world dictatorship. A race that believed it existed might fight jews for control. A race trained not to notice itself would never notice the game being played. Wouldn’t you rather persuade your enemy that he does not exist than risk life and torso in battle? Given his numbers, the jew has to act the way he does, otherwise he’d be flushed in a flash.

All history must be suppressed, queered, or concocted to further the jewish agenda, and indeed the Protocols abounds with statements amounting to “we will invent or deny historical facts as they serve our agenda.” The jewish would-be world bosses concentrate on wicked dark ages under goyish rule, in contrast with the enlightened age when jews reign supreme.

Observing racial differences between jews and Aryans necessarily accompanies any true understanding of the men who control the media. Just as the Founders of America recognized blacks as inherently inferior and dangerous creatures who must be kept away from free White communities lest they destroy them. Miscalculation in these things is no small matter, it is lethal. Failure to acknowledge ineradicable racial differences that prevent races from living together is the cardinal sin of modern conservatism, or would be if it occurred in good faith. Instead we must take it as sign conservatism has been denatured and co-opted — accepted the jewish yoke. There’s nothing clever or deep to say about those who wear the jew’s yoke. They’re cowards and sell-outs, plain and simple. The cowards and sell-outs who attempt to assuage their consciences with dark hints — I spit on them. You aren’t white, boys, you’re yellow, you ‘nother man’s dog. I could use names. I have in the past. I don’t have to. They know who they are.

Conservatives, trained to accept facts and acknowledge limits, schooled in the history of our nation and their own intellectual forebears, know the truth about race but deny it in public, just like Peter denied Jesus. This denial, more precisely the guilty conscience it produces, is the hidden key to their exaltation of prudence as the highest virtue: it provides cover for their cowardice, their failure of intellectual and political stewardship. This inner guilt manifests itself in bodily flaws such as Sam Francis’ porcine bloat, or Gary Bauer and Ralph Reed’s literal physical shrinking upon setting up their various Ankle-Grabbers for Israel groups. To see what I’m driving at, imagine a German, not an Englishmuffin like Francis, whispering, “I can’t say that about jews!” There’s nothing as sophisticated as plain truth, when the truth is in fact plain. Sad these conservatives, part con men, part serfs – all Kohn’s men.

Prudence long ago turned into cowardice among public conservatives, and they hate to be reminded of this. Conservatism thought through becomes racism, these days. I mean, in the times of our Founders, race was assumed and not an issue. “All men are created equal” referred to white men, not niggers. Today our battles are racial, not political. Or, we’re fighting on a different level – racial not political. Failure to acknowledge is what makes libertarians in particular look ridiculous. The conservatives look ridiculous because they “can’t” write plainly about race, and must content themselves with decorous hints and dexterous winks. Nothing as scarifying as a winking fatman, I always say. The libertarians look ridiculous because they write as though group differences do not exist, as though the problem with clit-snipping muti-practicing cannibals is they’re socialists. No, a thousand times no you berries of dingle. The problem is they’re monkeys. Libertarians live in outer space, why I don’t know. As well apply libertarian laws to the denizens of Animal Planet as Africa.

The jews and the left know what I’m saying. Instinctively, if not intellectually, they know, as every man senses, reality is of a piece. They grudge a little dissent on tax rates; they brook no opposition to the fundamental lie of human equality. Which conservative rises to oppose them? Nary a one. They salaam before the idol jews have set before us. Read the roster of rogues: which conservative dares speak the truth about race: Ann Coulter? George Will? William F. Buckley? I would name more if I could think of them, but the rest of the “conservatives” I can think of offhand are jews, and they have no interest in the truth. It isn’t cowardice in their case, it’s self-interest.

Midway through college I discovered a magazine that combined conservative politics with semi-vicious rips. Good strong attacking stuff, filled with unusual adjectives properly deployed and real assaults on the folks I despised, Jimmy Carter and Ted Kennedy and Those Darned Liberals. It became my goal to work for the magazine. Amazingly enough, in light of the number of people with the same dream, I achieved this, however unexalted my position. And therein I came to learn how professional conservatism actually operates. As a budding writer, I believed my comparative advantage lay in humor. There are never enough P.J. O’Rourkes around to satisfy readers, so if I could shtick well enough myself, I’d surely find a reading public. I knew from college these folks were there, since my writing had drawn more responses, albeit 95% negative, than any other writer. I worked for free, I worked for little, I was wide-eyed and happy.

My sense was that a journal in the tradition of Mencken ought to take on the most powerful powers. That meant making fun of jews and minorities. After my experience dealing with extremely hostile students and faculty and administrators in college, I thought I’d be free at last to take some cracks, with my fellow conservatives covering my back. It was clear to me, and I assumed without thinking, clear to them, that jews and blacks were overrepresented in the pantheon of false idols, and it was time to shoot a few bee-bees at them. The natural and obvious targets of fighting conservatives in the late 20th century would be the niggers and the jews who organized them. The folks you almost never see criticized anywhere. What could be more natural? Who could do it better than I? This was my line of thought. I was certainly naive, and just beginning to smell what was right under of my nose. I was right theoretically — but I didn’t understand the forces arrayed against anyone who should attempt to proceed down the obvious and indicated path. Soon I would.

I showed the editor of my magazine, The American Spectator, a piece I’d written in college, which had garnered a huge and hostile response. The piece was called “Of(f) Color.”

Of(f) Color

[Originally appeared in Pomona College’s Student Life newspaper, February 12, 1988]

They used to be “colored.” Then they were “Negroes.” Then “blacks.” Now they’re “of color.” Isn’t social change grand? Thirty years later, use of the adjective risks offense, while the prepositional phrase places one on the cutting edge of interracial sensitivity! Such rapid changes in nomenclature serve only to befuddle.

But others have it worse. Consider the Asian, Chicano and Black Studies programs. What are they going to do, merge into one discipline? (Might not be a bad idea considering their declining enrollments.) They could call it “Color Studies” or “Studies in Color.” Who knows, might even manage to attract a few wayward art students!

The worst thing about “of color” is that its creators seek to foster a divisive, holier-than-thou attitude on the part of, dare I say it?, colored people. (What race are you? I’m white. And you? Oh, I’m a person “of color.”) Just say the phrase a few times and try to keep your nose level.

The use of the term “of color” signifies haughtiness arising from a false sense of superior morality. There is nothing, however, inherently superior about being colored, or, for that matter, uncolored. But then one doesn’t claim to be a person “of whiteness,” does one? I believe the choosers of the term “of color” intend to suggest the spiritual brotherhood of Asians and Africans and Native Americans (itself a biased term – did not the “Native Americans” originally migrate here from the other continents?). They have created a term that in their minds is a sort of catchall for the bondage of brothers trod on by the same white, imperialist oppressor’s heel.

Think about the connotations of the word. Am I wrong, or does “of color” suggest a tribalistic closeness to the earth, a passionate, deeprooted, innate-hence-superior attunement to nature and the mystical quality of life, a sense the creators think absent in the pale-faced people “of blandness” inhabiting the northern latitudes? Does not “of color” convey the impression that those lacking color by the phrase somehow lack excitement, aren’t as vivid, and aren’t as fully human as those who are “of color”?

Once the whole silly business of name-changing is done away with, we’ll all be a lot better off. After all, it’s the NAACP, not the NAAPC. ‘PC’ is an acronym for what I’m typing on. And if “colored” is good enough for the NAACP, isn’t it good enough for you and me?

His eyes narrowed as he read it. He said, clearly intending to impress me with his seriousness, “We’re very careful about that sort of thing.”

And that was it. That piece sealed my fate. That little two-minute interface in the basement of the editor’s mansion was the turning point of my life. I had an in at one of the top two conservative publications, but the minute the editor saw that modest piece, my fate was sealed. It is important to note that there was absolutely nothing personal or professional about any of this — it was purely a matter of absolute avoidance of anything or anyone touching on race-factuality, purely an ideological matter. I still didn’t, at that point, fully grasp the why; all I knew is my marriage made in heaven had soured between seconds. I knew that I had crossed some line in the editor’s mind that made all previous happy working together irrelevant, and that I must be got out of the way in order that the main business go unaffected. The American Spectator was not what I thought it was.

I don’t wish to be overly dramatic. I was quite happy working there, and TAS was quite happy with my work. There are no regrets on this end, today, although I was greatly pained at the time, since I knew that if they published my writing, they’d attract new readers, as VNN has more than borne out. That’s life: you get what you want, and it’s not what you think. The bottom line, from an objective standpoint, is that there simply is no room at the inn for conservatives who wish to write the truth about race and the race that prevents us from writing the truth. And so, just as I had learned the truth about leftists in college, I learned the truth about professional conservatives at The American Spectator.

In the brief time I was at TAS, I learned more, much more, about jews and the publishing industry and the relation between the two. I noticed that jewish loves and hates were faithfully reflected in the conservative publication just as much as in the liberal. Jews hate Germans and Arabs. The editor’s eyes don’t narrow with concern when you present him a piece mocking Hans or Haji or their homelands. That’s just good fun. Conservatism, professional conservatism, is a basically a bunch of Sodden-Winnie-salaaming Anglophiles and Erin-go-braggart Catholics who toady for the jews; men who use their cleverness to avoid their duty. Able wordworkers they are, but they do not determine their own agenda. They are not fundamentally different from the liberals they oppose, rather they are liberals who stick to facts on non-essentials.

I couldn’t help but notice in typing checks to writers that about half the checks were going to jews. How can half the writers for a conservative publication be jews? I found myself wondering. Aren’t jews 90% liberal? Just this year I happened to see a “conservative” jew I’d worked with at TAS on VH1, quoted as an expert on one of their slice-and-dice pop culture shows. Being a jew seems to be a universal qualification. It’s as if the beanie is some sort of universal backstage pass.

I can’t understand, or couldn’t when I was 22, how there can be room for 50 madly wonking “reformed”-trotskyite kikes but not one slot for a German American satirist in the house that Mencken inspired. I will go father and admit that my experience soured me on WASP and Irish-Catholic alike. The latter run toward self-promoting sycophants — sycophancy being inevitable byproduce of exaltation of hierarchy. I suppose there’s more to Catholicism than suck-up, shit-down, but I haven’t seen it. As for the former, well, perfidious is the adjective history applies to the English — they’ll turn on you the minute the percentage is better elsewhere. This is their nature.

Of course there are many good men among both these groups. I do not let my prejudice overcome my reason when it comes to the individual. But I will guarantee you that the solution to our jewish problem will never come out of Irish Catholics or Englishmen: it is not in their culture or character. They ingratiate and insinuate, and will continue to do so. There are no fine figures or checks to be cut, so what interest have their elites in anti-jewing? I’ll tell you, boys: we Germans are fools for working as honest farmers and letting you ass-clowns run the show. You failed. Now it’s our turn. The German cultural model alone can defeat the jew. The Anglo-Irish cannot, it isn’t heavy enough.

I filter things through my experience, as any man does. It is not surprising to me in the least that the people who figured out what the jews were up to and put together the one modern combination that beat them were German. It is not surprising to me that America has become a nasty, jew-run shithole when the politicians are almost to a man either jews or WASPs or Irish Catholics, where sycophancy, lying and hypocrisy are the order of the day. We must pick up where Lindbergh left off, this time making it Aryan First.

At TAS I was learning the ropes. Learning the game. I was growing up. I was learning that in the real world individualism does not exist, there are networks of friends, and more than that, there are ethnic and racial networks. If you’re not part of these, and as someone descended from Germans not involved in any way shape or form with the publishing industry, I had no connections or network. Really, almost nobody who isn’t either Irish Catholic or WASP from the East Coast has any connections in publishing, with the notable exception of the Regnery family, which made its own way. In order to get by as a writer, you have to be published. In the late eighties and nineties, remember, the Internet did not exist among the wide public. If you’re not part of the ethnic group that dominates publishing, you’d damn sure better not oppose its agenda, or you ain’t going nowhere. That was what I learned in professional conservatism. I still didn’t have all the details, but it was clear to me that I had been foolish in thinking the “real world” would be different from college when it came to publishing material that criticized the powers that be – jews and “minorities.” The real world is exactly the same as college in that regard. There are all these lines that dare not be crossed, and the lines themselves are never to be discussed. Read Protocols and you see why. The best control mechanism, like a good refrigerator, runs in silence. But the honest man can figure out what is happening. It’s not that hard.

Over the next few years I worked hard. But when I could, I read the books never assigned in any college. I came across The Ordeal of Civility, and that set the things I’d observed about jews into a pattern. Suddenly everything made perfect sense. I had an operating theory that I’ve never yet had to change, so perfectly do the facts fit it. I now understand that academia, publishing, writing and government dovetail. There’s an agenda pursued. It is the jewish agenda. It is never deviated from. Nothing will be published or aided by the jewish industry unless it furthers their line. There’s probably a law at work that a society has to have a single dominant narrative, whether Nazi or jew be narrator. There’s no tolerance among the dolts for any kind of confusion. Better something simple and untrue than competing part-truths. The sick green light of judeolucination bathes our society, perpetually dropping cosbys in the pool of our living rooms.

In 2000 I initiated Vanguard News Network, which forcefully and daily exposed the jew and revived the Mencken tradition refurbished for heart-in attacks on the power of powers. From day one it was better, truer and funnier than TAS, since it was edited by a big man, if so he said himself. Soon I began to see the pressure jews could levy. I saw their proclivity for working behind the scenes. I learned that jews have no sense of fair play, no aesthetic of competition. They aim to win. They go for the money. They make threats, preferably anonymous threats. They lie. They level baseless charges. They encourage their nigger “civil rights” minions to file baseless suits. They force their critics to become vertically integrated – to control every aspect of the process. Because wherever there’s a weak link in the chain that supplies information from the jew aware to the jew-naive, they snip it.

The jew, I infer from its hysterical efforts to suppress VNN, cannot survive exposure.

To identify him, to explain his actions, is to kill him, as surely as sunlight kills the vampire. The jew is a creature of the dark. A creature of cunning and silence, pattering around the insides of walls on little rat feet, poking its proboscis out air vents. The jew believes he should control everything, and that absolutely no opposition should be allowed that he does not control himself, for his own advantage.

It’s not just me, victim of jewish hate, saying this: the jews themselves admit it. The last few days I and my associates have attempted to locate a printer to handle a tabloid we’d like to bring out. Like any other political publication, it consists of opinions and cartoons. But it criticizes jews. Therefore the printers feel it necessary to consult with their lawyers and their trade associations. Both of which advise against publishing the thing. They turn down ready money, so afraid are they of jewish repercussions. You new reader coming across this wonder whether there’s anything to this “myth” of jewish media control. I, experienced in a hundred ways you are not, can assure you it is all too real. And it has the most monstrous effects on you, every member of your family and your community. There is virtually no significant social problem that cannot be traced to the jews and the malign influence they exercise through their ubiquitous television.

If you would live in a sane society, White man, you must destroy the jew before he completes his destruction of you. The terms of the battle are stated in the Protocols: by any means necessary the jew will pursue his aim. As the jew says, there are only two things: force and make-believe. Think hard before you say he’s wrong, because the evidence says he isn’t. If you constrain your dealings with this nation-wrecker by your goyish morality which, come to think of it, you bought from a jewish peddler, didn’t you? — if you allow your racial preference for fair play to dominate your decision-making, things will continue in the same direction, and you and yours will vanish from the face of the earth.

I leave you with this from you know where:

…the majority of the public have not the slightest idea what ends the press really serves.

It was the purpose of this essay to teach you that the jew controls the media, and that this understanding is all you need to interpret virtually everything ever printed or broadcast in your lifetime.

P.S. A funny little coda on TAS. I many times bitterly contrasted myself with Tyrrell. His aim was to get published in The Washington Post, mine was to get published in the The American Spectator. I finally achieved my aim, in a backhanded way, back in August 1997. Traveling through Texas, I stopped at a newsstand and came across my letter to the editor. Not the longer, fiery one I’d sent under my name, but this one:

A couple thoughts regarding “Is Liberalism Kosher?” by Joseph Shattan. First, if anti-Semitism is the “socialism of fools,” then, per Abrams, we can say that socialism is the Judaism of fools. And if Jews define their religion by their politics — what Shattan calls “secular liberalism,” but what the rest of the world knows as socialism — then conservatism is by definition “anti-Semitic.” Don’t think so? Ask yourself: Is the term applied carefully and rigorously to a select group of deserving people — or is it simply a catch-all smear for anyone on the right? As a conservative, I have been called a “self-hating” Jew and, believe it or not, an “anti-Semite” often enough to realize that the association of “right-wing” and “anti-Semitic” is more or less instinctive among my (mostly secular) co-religionists. It has always amused me, sourly, that you can find a ream of articles anytime the “Christian right-wing extremists” attempt to “take over” a school district in Podunk, Virginia, but nary a word on the religiously leftist Jewish cabal surrounding the president of the United States. No, say the ACLU Jews, we must be ever-vigilant lest religion be mixed with politics in the form of a crche on a public lawn or the commandments in a courtroom. But if half of the most important advisers surrounding the president pray daily to the god of Social Justice (what most people would call Theft), we ignore it lest we be blackened as “anti-Semites.” My personal opinion is that by making an identity of our religion and the politics that has done so much to destroy this great country, we Jews are setting ourselves up in a very dangerous way.

Jeff Sokol
Gettysburg, Pennsylvania

Instant credibility, just add jew! My problem was, I was born the wrong race to get in with these colorblind conservatives. If you still doubt jews control the media and enjoy the special treatment, try this little trick yourself.

ALEX LINDER

Catholicism: Circumcision for the Other Head

By Alex Linder

alt title: Licking the Cats, Prügeling the Prots

Has anyone noticed that both E. Michael Jones and Sobran have written words in recent months to the effect that the bottom line about Mexicans is not that they’re scum, but that they’re Catholics? White men seeing value in Mexicans is as delusional as Mexicans seeing Mary in bathtub grime.

These men start by doubting their own minds, and end doubting their own eyes. They don’t trust anything but a book…cobbled by the very cohens they in every other context call liars. A siren song sings Catholicism, calling to the cowardice in every man’s breast. The fetid peace of conclusions undrawn for fear – Catholicism is for slaves, not freemen.

EMJ’s theory that a New Europe will come out of the penises of invading shitskins is less reasonable than the Greeks’ theory that a bunch of sweaty clothes and corn left in a corner spontaneously generates mice. But don’t believe me, hustle on down to your local railroad crossing and watch for Shakespez’s new play on the side of a boxcar.

Every day I wake up I thank God for making me a man rather than a Catholic.

The Catholic sniggers at the Protestant: Every man a Pope!

The Protestant sniggers at the Catholic: Every head a hatrack!

They’re both right. And they’re both dumb and wrong and founded on a lie, of the Dude Who Came Back.

The only thing you are wise to bow before, Aryan reader, is Objective Reality. A ‘religion’ many deny, but you’ll never see them jumping off cliffs.

Until somebody proves otherwise, go with “reality exists” as your operating theory and you’ll never go wrong.

[ The above is from a blog posting. ]

“Passion” Review: Of Man and Men

By Alex Linder

A review of Mel Gibson’s “Passion”…

Summary Judgment: Decent, not great. Reasonably artistic depiction of the brutality attending crucifixion, marred by sops to Semites who hate the film anyway, and failure to evoke motive justifying the excessive torture that seems to be the real interest of the filmmakers. No nonChristian will walk away from this understanding the passion behind the whipping, scourging, mocking and crucifying of Jesus.

More fleshing, less flaying, Mr. Gibson.

Viewing Context: I saw the first showing in Kirksville, Missouri, 3:45 p.m., 2/25/04. Already at 2:20 a line of a few dozen had formed. There was a local tv news van in the parking lot outside the theater. I came back at 3:40, and there was a decent line of people buying tickets. Two college students ahead of me purchased 32 tickets. A colored woman with a camera was taping the line for KTVO. But I was in the wrong line, the advance tickets line for the two shows after the 3:45. The guy directed me to the right place and I got in to the premiere with no wait. There were about 150-200 in the audience, plenty of empty seats. When I came out, there were a good number of people lined up waiting to go in for the next showing. I suspect the later showings will have more than the afternoon. By midnight, 500-600 people in a midwestern town of 17,000 will have seen this movie.

Comments on Audience: The audience for “Passion” was families and older people and some college students. Far more elderly than you would normally see in a theater. There were many kids under ten, for whom in my opinion this picture is too brutal. The minute the credits rolled, 80% of the audience got up and filed out. No tears. Just another consumer gulp. It strikes me, but apparently not others, as disrespectful to bolt after art. It would be one thing if this were a teen comedy, but “Passion” requires at least the pretense of reflection, of letting it sink in. At least the audience was quiet.

Sops to Semites:

1) refusal to explain the reason the jews are so hot on getting rid of Jesus,

2) conspicuously compassionate hook-nosed girl gives Jesus a towel to mop his face as he’s carrying cross to Calvary. Perhaps she figured she could sell the bloodstained rag on Ebay for a pretty penny, call me cynical.

3) the conscription of a jew who looks suspiciously Tan-Everymanish, with his white intelligence, flat flared nose, coffee-colored skin, and Jewish religion, to help exhausted Jesus carry the cross up the hill.

Most important:

4) removal of “his blood be on us and upon our children” – a crucial syncopation. Instead, we get Pilate refusing responsibility for this man’s blood. The natural next step is to flip the camera to Caiphas and the priests in the courtyard saying what jews themselves say they said: His blood be on us and upon our children. The camera does flip for the jews’ reaction, which is thumbs up, but not mockingly conclusive, as in the Good Book. This evasion seals the film for the comparatively philosemitic theme: “blame Man not men.”

This bears going into.

Mel’s removal of the crucial words is not merely a sop to jews, it is a betrayal of Christ after Peter, whose betrayal the movie does depict. Gibson, like Peter, is afraid of getting murdered by jews if he speaks truth to jewish power! Not only is this a spiritual failure on Gibson’s part, it makes you wonder how far any Christian stands with Jesus. Is this atheist cynical to observe that Jesus is the only jew Christians don’t fear? Mark that line down, itz a keeper, channeled straight from Mencken.

General Observations on Treatment and Characterization

Evil in the movie comes in two forms: sinister Semites and brutal Romans. The Pharisee priests who want Jesus killed are nasty enough, but not particularly jewish. The Romans soldiers are relentlessly, almost cartoonishly brutal. Theirs is a straightforward Aryan sadism. They delight in mocking and scourging and whipping the king, but all more or less in good, dirty, innocent, sadistic fun. And Jesus Christ, do these Romans put the mess in Messiah. By the time they’ve wiped the floor with Jesus, believe me, that floor needs wiping. And wiped it gets, literally, by Jesus’s mom and girlfriend. With fresh towels supplied by Pontius Pilate’s wife, Claudia. Hmm, don’t remember that from the Gospels. Matthew, Mark, Luke, John…and Hilton? Really, Claudia and Pilate are the only ones who come off half-way decent in the picture. Pilate is, mutatis mutandis, Roman middle-management — squeezed between Caesar and Pharisee. He goes to bat for Christ to an extent, but when it’s clear the Semitic rabble wants blood, he relents. And hell, it’s not like Jesus really sticks up for himself. He’s on a mission from God, after all. He takes it like a woman and a Messiah. And boy does he take a licking. They chain him to a block and beat the bejesus out of him. It looked like the utility room floor after I’m done cleaning bass.

Nasty instruments effectively applied. But that’s just the start. Pilate puts it up to the Semites again, after the scourging — is that enough? can they can call off the dogs? Nope. Not good enough. Like the jews they are, too much is not enough. “Crucify him!” they insist. Pilate, left to his own devices, wouldn’t have done it. That much is clear. But no matter which way he goes, some angry bunch is going to riot, and so he throws the rabbid rabble its meat.

Cavaziel makes a good, conventional Jesus. He’s got that androgenous thing going, like Elvis and many successful male artists. He’s got the command of a male, yet the sexy form of a female. He’s straight-nosed as they come. It is impossible to conceive a Semitic-nosed Jesus, isn’t it? And yet, given his race and religion and region, Jesus was surely a six-nosed Semite. But our mind simply refuses to conceive a perfect man with a Semitic nose! The Semitic is the sinuous is the sinister; the sly and the serpentine. One instinctively knows that the jew is the master of the lie, and so Jesus is never portrayed as a jew.

Pilate is effective enough, a politician beset by competing pressures. The Pharisees, however, are not jewy enough. Not hateful and dishonest and shifty-eyed enough, just ordinary corrupt dark-eyed powermongers. I want a dozen shifty-eyed obese camel-nosed foxy weaselwitzim for my Pharisees.

Women in the movie are sympathetic characters, apart from a few in the mob, never individuated. Every individuated woman was shown to be noble or at least not vicious. A dark pharisee seemed to be having second thoughts about the persecution – the standard-issue noble negro we see in every film. And I’ve mentioned the darkish “jew” forced to carry the cross when Jesus can’t make it alone. In other words, as far as he can, given the racially specific nature of the story, Mel makes a Semitically Correct movie. It is reasonably realistic in its gory parts, but ethnically cleaned up if not cleansed in the rest. At the risk of judging Gibson for not making the movie I feel he should have made rather than the movie he was trying to make, the real story here is why the jews wanted Jesus killed. The murder of Jesus as an ethnic study is most interesting. Far more than his being sent to die by God and resurrected, which claim may be discarded as “savior” spin.

Successes

The best screens are:

1) flashback to whore Mary Magdalene prostrate, stretching a trembling hand toward Jesus’ foot, seeking redemption. Life hurts, goddam it hurts bad. I could feel her suffering far more than Jesus’. Jesus represents a way out for those desperate and suffering. Is He an effective way? Yes, for some. Is he the Only way, as He asserted? No. He’s the way for botches of a bent, but not for everybody. Men are men, not Man. Man must make and save himself. He can’t do it? Well, neither could Jesus. Perhaps man must accept his nature, and rather than seek to transcend it, seek to build societies that force it into aesthetic molds. Or just go around killing people, like Chuck Manson. Hard to say, itz. Contrary to Jesus and his followers, I believe there is no right answer, there are just people and preferences. Certainly the story of Jesus holds the mirror to Man, with its real betrayal and desperate false hope of Salvation. Yeah verily, I say unto you, no one gets out of death alive. Be a little nicer to…someone who deserves it. Thatz the best you can do or will receive. Sorry. VNN is a water bar.

2) Mary holding her son’s corpse in her lap after his removal from the Cross, looking up into the camera, implicating the viewer in the murder of her son. This works. And this was the natural ending to the movie, but, after seveal dark moments, Gibson made the mistake of tacking on a brief scene of restored-and-Risen. He appended no jewprop as Suckpoop Joe’s liar suggested.

3) The embodiment of the Devil in the form similar to Annie Lennox in “Here Comes the Rain” video. Like Jesus, the Devil is both male and female – masterful, yet sinuous. This Devil is inserted in several scenes, and effective in reifying an aspect of human personality which undeniably exists, whether we name it Good, Bad or Fact.

Failures

1) Too much brutality. Gibson lingers far too long on the point that man enjoys torturing man. Too many slow-motion whippings and scourgings by the Roman soldiers. We get the point. The flesh-rending realism is necessary, but overdone. More interesting and to the point would be evocations of exactly what so irritates fellow jews in the teachings of this christ. That’s the interesting part. I can see how someone preaching love your enemies could be obnoxious in a wussy gadfly way, but to cut him up with whips and tack him to wood? That seems excessive.

2) As said, not enough backstory. Why do THE JEWS want this guy dead so bad? Gibson puts in some flashbacks, and in many ways these are the best parts of the movie, but he doesn’t define Jesus the preacher against his kiken context nearly strongly enough.

Jesus, the jewish radical…

Jesus is yet another Jewish revolutionary. His radical doctrine is repay hatred with love, evil with kindness. Is moral advance possible? If so, is Jesus’ doctrine moral progress? I don’t believe so. I side with the “take arms and in opposing end them,” whereas Jesus is with the “suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.” I side with the Greek view that you should help your friends and hurt your enemies. Take your own side in an argument. Jesus is not someone I’d want to be in a foxhole with. Treat others not with love, but treat them the way their behavior towards you shows you’d be wise to treat them. That is a solider doctrine than love only. Love only is a distortion, and a dangerous one that accounts for more misery on earth than sadism, I’d be willing to wager. We all feel that things are bad and good, but those feelings aren’t ultimate reality, they’re relative to our position and condition. People don’t act the way some people claim Jesus did because it is contrary to the nature Jesus’ father bestowed on us. There is no escaping the logical conclusion that God is responsible for “evil” in this world. Don’t look at me, Mary, look up. After all, we needn’t take Jesus’ own view of the meaning of his crucifiction. It is, or is represented to be, an objective fact that he existed and was crucified at the behest of the jews by the Romans. He believed and taught that this was necessary, commanded by his father in heaven. No one knows the truth; hell, one knows for a fact very little about what actually happened back then. It’s all a mystery, a blank page we can write our own opinions on. I base my opinions about Jesus and his meaning on my factual knowledge of jews and their tendencies.

Brief thoughts on the irony of Christianity: Stupid and desperate people, all of us, require answers. They will not be denied Ultimate Meaning, which takes the form of God and such emissaries as he requires to make his message manifest. The Christian ultimate answer, which is claimed universal, is that Love is the great commandment. The Christian believes there is Heaven and Hell, and that there will be a Judgment Day on which verdict on our individual souls is rendered. There is no evidence for the Christians’ position save a book put together by the most particular, most hateful, most racist race on earth. Cue Simpsons’ “I’m sold”…

On the making and media reception of “Passion”…

We’ve treated the treatment in many spintros, but let’s review, just to catch the scope of the hate that surpasseth all understanding. Jews:

– tried to prevent this movie from being made – denied it funding
– denied it distribution
– poisoned the press well a year before release.

When it became apparent it was going to appear, they

– stole script copies to help their attacks
– pretended to be priests at screenings
– used bought Christians to false-face the source of opposition
– put together a 47-page manual denouncing it and issued hypocritical accusal after hypocritical accusal that it was

– anti-Semitic
– too violent
– boring with dead languages and subtitles
– historically inaccurate

Let history record the jews did everything they could do to prevent this film from being made, and, once that became impossible, to smear the maker, to misrepresent the message, and in general to do everything inhumanly possible to live up to their historical reputation as hypocritical liars of the first water. I don’t know if Jesus really existed, let alone that he was the Savior of humanity and Son of God. What I find completely plausible to the point of 100% guaranteed is that, if he was, the jews murdered Him.

Go see “Passion” and get Mel a good return on his money. His heart’s in the right place, if his guts need work.

[ The above is from a blog posting. ]

Movie Review: ‘Ride with the Devil’

By Alex Linder

Sometime back around 1928, a big cat curled its lip and snarled for the last time in the Show-Me State, as a farmer somewhere down in the Ozarks drew a bead and put it out of his misery. The last Missouri man was extinguished something of the same way, sixty years earlier. But there was a time….

Set in Missouri, “Ride with the Devil” is one of the five best movies I’ve ever seen, and far and away the best treatment of the “Civil War.” I’m prejudiced because my people have lived in Missouri since the early decades of the 1800s, so I liked seeing on film the rolling hills and the woodsy countryside that make Missouri a green and pleasant place, and it’s inherently interesting to see on screen political struggles my family was bound in a number of ways. But that aside, this picture by Taiwanese Ang Lee does an impressive job evoking the men and mentalities that culminated in the war between states – or within a state, in Missouri’s case. In sticking to the small scale, “Ride with the Devil” captures the big picture far better than movies essaying the Grand Sweep, which typically collapse in self-conscious Importance.

“Ride with the Devil” shows you what happens when men who live next door to one another disagree over questions that one of them, at least, can’t compromise, thereby forcing the other to kill or conform. Moreover, it nails the specific mindsets at odds in the Anti-American Crusade, and in dramatizing their conflict raises an even deeper question, and one I’d never really considered before, having more or less swallowed without chewing the idea found in Goldwater’s Conscience of Conservative that our goal is maximum liberty consistent with civilized order. But…is liberty consistent in any way with civilized order? Can civilized men be free? Or is freedom inherently and essentially feral, and civilization a fettered subordination different in degree but not in kind from slavery? This movie comes very close to showing that feral men are the only free men. When I reflect on today’s professional defenders of “freedom,” the writers at LewRockwell.com, for example, I feel the matter all but cinched. For Lew Rockwell is most assuredly no Celtic-American Eagle riding back into Freeport and certain death because, goddamn it, he’s from there, and no man nor hundred men are going to chase him out of his home. Lew’s freedom is the freedom of the baby to crawl from one side of its playpen to the other. More on this in a moment. But first this ejaculation: what a thing is art! How superior it is to jewish “psychology” in picking at man-ticking. How clearer a pane it puts before our wondering eyes than some cheap reduction to sex or money drives. Art shows you things in the world and in yourself you didn’t realize were there, or only dimly sensed before it put them in breathtaking relief. This film is good art, and as you know, good art is always, and particularly these days, in short supply.

Missouri is a Southern state with thick streaks of North, such as the swath through the midsection along the Missouri river where Germans came to settle in the mid-19th century. Missouri was home to many Germans who came over after the failed socialist revolutions of 1848, as Jimmy Cantrell and others have written, and these made for natural union men – believers in Equality as a religious ideal, and believers in the state’s right to force egalitarian ideology on free men. Even if those free men were there first and had given birth to the nation in the first place. These German socialists, with their Protestant state-worship and soldierly cultural traditions, made natural military fodder for the descendants of Puritans controlling the East and Upper Midwest, and the nation as a whole, politically. These WASPs, led by the Lincoln my ancestor Usher Linder and Stephen Douglas battled against, used the new Germans in the Midwest and the new Irish in the Northeast to crush the real American spirit embodied in the Celtic traditions and people of the South. The victors called it a new birth of American freedom, but in fact it was and remains the defining American tragedy, turning us from a motley collection of free and weird states into Levy’s bargain-basement one-size-fitz-all Leviathan Leisure Suit. As Chruchill pointed out, the empires of the future will be empires of the mind, and so the mentality that destroyed freedom in the South yesterday is today bent on the physical genocide of the White race, and not just in the South and the North, but worldwide, wherever Whites have settled. Itz genocidal campaign is carried out not via cavalry waves but airwaves.

Against the Northern moralizers array the Southerners, true Americans, and Celtic in culture – fighting, fiddle-playing feral farmers. Among these numbers the film’s protagonist, Jake Roedel, with the ironic twist that he is ethnically German. “Dutchy” as they call him was born in Germany, but raised in Missouri, and as Southern as anyone. Against the wishes of his father, who wants him to wait out the war in the union-controlled safety in St. Louis, he sticks with his Southern kin, and joins up with ragtag bands of so-called Bushwackers who do battle with feds and “Jayhawkers” – abolitionist Kansans who put torch and bullet to Southern sympathizers wherever they find them. In other words, the war in Missouri was nasty and internecine and no-holds-barred, with ambushes and burn-outs the order of the day.

There are two scenes that capture the heart of the struggle. One I’ve mentioned, and will return to. The other is a dinner at which Jake and his “brother” John Bull sit down with a rich Southern Missourian who’s helping them hide out over the winter. He’s a businessman who has traveled, and is about to move his family to Texas for the duration. He sees what’s going to happen, and his exchange with Jake and John bears the gravitas of the issue:

Mr. Evans: Half Missouri’s going to Texas. State’s thick with invaders. We cannot drive them away.

John Bull: We have a different thought. I still want to fight. Reckon I’ll always want to fight them.

Mr. Evans: You ever been to Lawrence, Kansas, young man?

John Bull: No, I reckon not, Mr. Evans. Don’t believe I’d be too welcome in Lawrence.

Mr. Evans: Before this war began, my business took me there often. And as I saw these Northerners begin to build that town, I witnessed the seeds of our destruction being sown. The founding of that town was truly the beginning of the Yankee invasion. I’m not speaking of numbers, or even abolitionist troublemakers. It was the schoolhouse. Before they built their churches, they built that schoolhouse. And they lettered every tailor’s son and farmer’s daughter in the county.

John Bull: Spelling won’t help you hold a plow any firmer. Or a gun either.

Mr. Evans: No, it won’t, Mr. Chiles, but my point is merely that they rounded every pup-pup into that schoolhouse because they fancied that everyone should think and talk the same freethinking way they do, with no regard to station, custom, or propriety. And that is why they will win. Because they believe everyone should live and think just like them. And we shall lose. Because we don’t care one way or another how they live, we just worry about ourselves.

John Bull: Are you saying, sir, that we fight for nothing?

Mr. Evans: Far from it, Mr. Chiles. You fight for everything that we ever had. It’s just that we don’t have it anymore.

Jake Roedel: (with feeling) When you get back from Texas, it’ll be here waiting for you. Jack and me will see to it.

Mr. Evans: Well…yes…thank you, son. (changes subject)

As you can see, the boys are stouthearted, but naive. No matter how heroic, and how “morally right” they are, their side will lose. Because might makes right, and the numbers and aggressive mentality are on the side of the North, no matter what the Constitution says or what the people want.

Over time and through battles and losses and injuries, Roedel and the ex-slave who’s one of their band of four, along with his ex-master and friend Clyde who brought him out, become friends of a sort, and begin to see that their participation is not going to change anything substantial. Although there’s never any indication they see their cause as wrong, the fact is they’re drawn into the fight more for personal than political reasons, and so they begin to see at a certain point that their bushwacking is simply killing and burning out innocent people. The issue is decided, it’s time to move on.

Not all the Bushwackers feel this way. Itz do or die to some. One of these is Pitt Mackeson, who’s been a thorn in Roedel’s side the whole movie, distrusting his being “Dutch,” and his friendship with the nigger. Finally he shoots him in the leg in the middle of a firefight with the Union boys after the Lawrence raid. Mackeson is either a sadist or simply a feral human being. He certainly believes in the cause, but it’s pretty clear, killing people for the sheer sport of it, and for the plunder, runs a close second. He’s about as close to feral as a human gets. He nearly shoots Roedel eating breakfast in Lawrence when Roedel prevents him from murdering the old couple running the restaurant. The contrast between the old man’s blubbering thanks — sharply cut off by irritated civilized Southerner Roedel — and the fearless but ferally dangerous Mackeson is sharp and effective. The scene at the very end, though, is unforgettable.

Convalescing at a sympathizer’s home with the snaggletoothsome Jewel, who he marries after his brother, who married her first and sired a pup on her, is killed, Roedel decides to take his new family to California. Meanwhile, the ex-slave says he’ll going to take off for Texas to look for his mother, once they’re out of the danger zone, through which he’ll stay with Roedel. For they’ve heard Mackeson, now a Jesse-James type land pirate, has said he’s going to come by and finish him. As they’re camped out, Roedel with his wife and baby son, or nephew, his bushwacker locks sheared, signifying his return to civilized life, they hear a noise and see Mackeson and one last diehard coming through the woods on horseback. He offers Mackeson some chicory, and asks what they’re about. They tell him Quantrill and Black John have been killed, their heads put on pikes, paraded through town, with photos in papers. Itz over. But not for them. They’re heading back to Freeport for a drink. “Hell, man, there’s 200 federals in Freeport, you can’t go in there.” “Wrong, Dutchy. I am going in there. For certain sure going in there. I want a drink. They have drinks in Freeport.”

“They’ll kill ya. Best stay clear out of there.”

“I don’t think so, Dutchy. I don’t reckon I’ll clear out of where I was born. You see, that there was my hometown. And I reckon I’ll go on in and have me a drink there.”

“They’ll kill you sure.”

“(Laughs) What a horrible fate. Oh, what a horrible fate!”

Then Roedel whips his shotgun on him. These men don’t care about their own lives, and would think nothing of killing the four of them. He draws a bead on Mackeson, can kill him if he wants. But he draws the bead up. The camera flips on Mackeson, light eyed and hovering, floating above Dutchy on horseback, completely fearless, shifting back and forth as his horse moves, studying him. A predator. A specific predator. An eagle. An American eagle. As American as the eagle in Bill the Butcher’s glass eye. I believe that is what Ang Lee is trying to show with the camera work. This man is truly free. Truly American. He may be a sadistic and incorrigible feral, but he’s a slave to no man, and that fits Dutchy Hegel’s definition. Nor is he what the man on the other end of the firestick has become: a pre-suburbanite. “Come on, Turner,” Pitt finally says, as always with a bit of mock in his voice, and he turns the horse south to Freeport, and with him goes whatever America really was…to die. To be killed by whatever America is, and let me tell you, friend, it ain’t as much as itz jewish publicists claim.

This scene really moved me, almost to tears, the first time I saw it, a couple months ago. By god,

I’m not a cog.

I’m not a resource.

I’m a man.

And if no one else take me serious, well so I take myself.

And that is worth killing or dying over.

The sight of the last two Missouri freemen, one of them shot through the mouth, unable to enunciate because of his buckshot palate, but still game and untame; the other a pure-out wildman riding back through the woods in search of the way we were, it pulls at you. Why does nothing good ever last? Why does the scum always rise to the top? Why don’t the good guys ever win?

Watching it a second time a couple days after seeing Gibson’s “Passion,” I could only think of how much better a filmmaker Lee is than Gibson. Gibson in two hours of stagey torture didn’t get near what Lee captured in the Mackeson character and his feral indomitability. Maybe it’s just that I prefer someone willing to fight and die for his Cause more than someone willing to suffer and die for it. Better murder than martyr, I say. Better Mackeson than Jesus. Better to discriminate and fight than dissolve and love. Mackeson’s, as I say, a Southern Bill the Butcher, the guy who protected his own New York turf from Irish invaders in “Gangs of New York.” All Pitt’s really doing is sticking up for his people and his way of life. I just have a funny feeling that the wrong side won. I have a funny feeling that the North winning wasn’t progress. I have a funny feeling that there’s a straight line from the Roedel character, killer of fifteen men, to the pitiful whitemice victims sucking each other off at nigger behest in the Wichita Massacre, then driving to ATM for money before lying down in snow to await kill shot. I can’t help but think of the little kid here in Missouri whose name, if I recall, was Jake Robel, who was carjacked to death by a nigger the likes of which the descendants of Jake Roedel are too Christian-goopy to deal with. I got a feeling when we put down men like Pitt Mackeson we committed suicide in the name of Christ and compassion. Biology deals a rough hand, and Christianity has never trumped it, lies about Resurrection be damned. This world is all there ever was, is, or will be. It ain’t no fun when the Rapturebunny’s got the gun.

Lee may even be making the case that America the land of the free can’t survive not merely public schooling, but the written word itself. The Southerners are depicted as illiterate, yet knowing all they need to know to farm and fight effectively. Roedel seems to be the only one who can read. He’s often shown poring over a book. The rest of the boys ask him to read letters taken from prisoners. There’s a stark difference in the cultures at odds here, very much along the lines Mr. Evans pointed out. Let’s make a chain: the written word leads to public schools leads to mass indoctrination leads to slavery. No one would ever think to question the value of teaching people to read, so let’s question it. Is it possible that what we call civilization is built on reading, and that reading is mind indoctrination at least as much as mind extension? Would we be better off if the ten percent capable of college material were trained, and the rest left to their own devices? If not, you must be prepared to argue that the mass of “input” called “education” is on the whole true and worthwhile; a collective positive. I think that is quite debatable. I think, per Twain, another good Missourian, that it is better to remain ignorant than to know things that “just ain’t so.” What is public school but an attempt to indoctrinate things that “just ain’t so” before the student has enough experience of the world to tell him otherwise? Was America freer before or after public schools became ubiquitous? Was America freer when her government was dominated by Southerners or by Northeasterners?

How are we doing today, now that the mass-uniform Northern spirit dominates everywhere, and the specific items of indoctrination are determined by izzies who picked up where Lincoln left off?

Wouldn’t you rather take your chances dealing with the odd feral Mackeson out to do you in, in exchange for genuine freedom of mind and money? If you’re a VNN reader, by God, I hope your answer is yes.

Tobey Maguire did a fantastic job portraying “Dutchy” Roedel. I don’t know if he gave Roedel a flat aspect for his youth or his Dutchiness, or both. But it works. For example, when Quantrill gives his thrilling speech to whoop the boys prior to the ride on Lawrence, the farmers are rebel yelling, while Dutchy just blinks twice. He’s got it in him, it just isn’t as close to the surface. He does have a sort of slow wryness that I’ve seen in my own relatives. Germans are very stable people; they make great neighbors and soldiers. It is unfortunate that their character and mentality is generally such that they can be very easily misled because they lack the imagination or cunning to see that things political cannot be taken at face value. Too often in pop culture we get the tiresome chirpy cheery peppy Irish type. Nothing wrong with this type, it’s just that fuck the Irish. There are other people out there who like to see themselves represented once in while. How seldom is anyone of the background of Germans like Roedel portrayed. Almost never. Maguire gets his character just right. He looks and acts like people I’m related to. The difference in his portrayal of, say, Rydell vs. Roedel is the difference between good makeup and good bone structure. Maguire hits his mark exactly, as far as I’m concerned. The way he says, “You know I am,” real slow and straight-eyed, when Black John says he’s heard bad things about his performance in Lawrence — i.e., sparing the innocent elderly Mackeson was hot to put to the ball. The way the kid doesn’t get mad when others cast aspersions on his background, but simply fights hard and keeps his mouth shut – proves himself. That is echt Deutsch, as any war will show. I don’t know if reviewers praised Maguire for his work here, but he did an excellent job. Really, the whole cast did well, even Jewel did a nice job. Jonathan Rhys Meyers was perfect as Pitt Mackeson, he reminded me of Jay of Jay and Silent Bob fame in the Kevin Smith movies. Very interesting character, very evocative of a type and attitude that you don’t see anymore. Because there’s no room for it. Because the system is designed to prevent its occurrence, to drug it away with Ritalin. Itz a type we’ll need for the coming revolution.

But like I say, I truly do wonder whether freedom and civilization are irreconcilable, thoughts occasioned by the Mackeson character. Because the men who produce liberty are long way from the men liberty produces. I mean, this would be a great guy to fight alongside, but I sure wouldn’t want to live next to him. All around here in Kirksville are Southern types who could easily fit on the horses making up Quantrill’s cavalry. And there are bad-seed families, shitcrickers, “American Independents,” as I’m told they used to be called back in the decades before I was born — people who truly hate government and just want to be left alone. People who can do everything, and don’t need anything. In a word, Americans. Not like these washed-out pastel suburbans we’ve become today, like that GEICO human relations guy in the tv ad praising the gecko. We’ve come a long ways, baby: most of it down and backwards.

Go rent this movie and ask yourself at what point White evolution veal-stalled.

And what you can do to unbox it.

ALEX LINDER

Alex Linder Interview ‘One Sheaf, One Vine’

By Alex Linder

13 NEWS WITHOUT JEWS

Alex Linder is thirty-five and has lived the past few years in Missouri after a decade in Washington, D. C. He operates an online white racialist news service called Vanguard News Network. His manner is energetic and direct.

I have a factual bias, you might say. I dislike anything or anybody that claims reality is one way when it’s not. I don’t like anything or anybody that gets between people and what is really going on. I consider myself a true conservative. True conservatism has to do with facts and limits. My mother’s family are Christian Scientists and I was raised in that religion. Christian Science claims that disease is a product of bad thoughts. I don’t believe that myself. I never did believe it. If you apply conservative principles, that’s a
ridiculous claim. Just like the idea that Jesus walked on water. I am a white racist because racism is simply factual reality. And by the way, “racist’ and “racialist” are interchangeable terms to me. Really, I don’t label myself- “I’m a white nationalist,” “I’m a pan-Aryan,” whatever. Labeling is for the other guy. I don’t worry about labeling. I just call myself white and know that I want to live in a white neighborhood, that’s it.

I was born in Madison, Wisconsin and lived there until the fourth grade. I then lived in California, Illinois, and finally Utah, where I graduated from high school in 1984. My father is of German background and my mother’s side of the family is English and Swiss.

We weren’t rich, but thanks to my parents’ hard work I enjoyed a comfortable, stable, middle-class childhood. My parents’ stability and love for each other and me and my siblings showed me how a solid white family and society can work.

I didn’t really grow up around blacks much at all. I went to suburban schools and was taught the same b.s. that everybody else is about race not existing and the rest of it. I basically swallowed the individualist bias they were pumping at me that we had to be color-blind. I do recall one incident that suggested to me that blacks are not like whites. I was about eight or nine. My family went to Magic Mountain down in L.A. It’s an amusement park with big roller coaster rides. We were in line waiting to go on a gondola that went back and forth and two black teenage couples cut in front of us. My father isn’t a shrinking violent and so when we got up to the front of the line, he said to the guy running the gondola, “These people cut in line. We were here before they were.”

At that point, those fucking little niggers starting cursing and bitching and complaining. I remember one of the black girls saying, “I hope you fall off halfway across!” I was totally taken aback. I remember thinking, “These people are not like us.

There is a fundamental difference.” It is like the scene in [the novel] The Turner Diaries where the niggers are pissing in the river. Jefferson said that the two races equally free can’t live together under the same government and he was right. We are just different breeds of animals.

Growing up, I read a bunch of Mencken [iconoclastic journalist prominent in the 1920s, ’30s, and ’40s, H.L. Mencken], and his stuff seemed perfectly attuned to the way I think and what I find amusing and worthwhile. I decided that I wanted to spend my life creating the kind of joy you get when you read good Mencken or O’Rourke [contemporary political and cultural satirist, P.J. O’Rourke] or [Mark] Twain.

I went to Pomona [College], which is pretty good liberal arts school in Claremont, California. Generally, fairly well off liberal people go there. Since I had decided I was going to become a writer, I wrote for the school paper. I was co-opinions editor. I wrote some editorials and they started getting pissed at me. One was about AIDS. There had been a Newsweek cover with snapshots of about a hundred people who died of AIDS on it. Of course, it was “Semitically correct.” Note that I used [syndicated columnist Joseph]
Sobran’s term, Semitically correct, not politically correct, so the accent is on the Jews, who have set up the terms of the system.

Anyway, I pointed out in my AIDS article that these Newsweek guys were totally misrepresenting reality. They showed six-year-old kids and ninety-five-year-old grandmothers instead of a bunch of loose-assed, disgusting fags who slept with thousands of people apiece and already had forty or fifty venereal diseases before they got AIDS. Newsweek was just Jews lying about reality and I hate people who lie about reality. The difference between me and other conservatives, though, is that it wasn’t enough for me to point out what they were doing in a boring footnote style, what I call remonstrating. I made it kind of funny and pointed and barbed. I also wrote a column called “Of (f) Color,” just making fun of the term “of color.” They used to be colored, then they were Negroes, then they were blacks, then African Americans, and now they are people of color. I mean, “ain’t social change grand.” Another article I wrote was after a speech on campus by [Holocaust survivor] Elie Wiesel. I said that the best way to “never again” was for Jews to stop whining all the time.

Well, they got all mad. The college administrators denounced me and all the deans and everybody. They all signed a statement saying, “Mr. Linder is an example of how far we have to go.” Then they started fighting among themselves. The faggots starting writing in, “The administration didn’t say a thing when Mr. Linder was criticizing the homosexual community, but the minute he touches blacks, they just go nuts!” They held a couple of college senate meetings to decide whether to kick me out of school, although
that finally died down.

My editor was a Jewish feminist and my co-opinions editor was a Kennedy-esque liberal. They did a number of intrigues behind my back and sprung stuff on me. The co-opinions editor was promoted to senior co-opinions editor over me and got to make all the decisions. They let a mulatto friend of a girl I knew write in my space. I was pretty much shut out of writing for the college paper even though my articles had drawn more student response than anything in its history.

I just shook my head and laughed at how intolerant and really hateful and vicious all these people were. When I was co-opinions editor, I had never in any way tried to suppress anyone who wrote for me. In fact, I had more liberals than conservatives writing for me. My attitude was, let everyone speak and let the reader sort out what’s best. I came to see the left as completely anti-democratic.

They absolutely hate freedom of speech. They want to win and they don’t care by what means they win. They will do anything to you.

If you aren’t prepared to fight on those terms, you might as well give it up. One thing that stayed with me was how when all this hubbub was going on, a lot of people came up to me on the side and said, “Thanks, man, for saying what you did and standing up.” I realized if you display a fighting spirit or courage, people will come to you.

What really struck me in college is that there is no institutional support at all for anybody who is white, traditional, and conservative. It is rigged to help anybody who is liberal or a minority, and particularly anyone who is Jewish. There is resistance to anyone who is on the right. The place is completely geared to furthering what is basically the Jewish agenda, which is ninety percent of liberalism. Everything is geared in that direction– ”the courses, the books used in the courses, the faculty picked to teach, all of it.
The Jews have [the campus organization] Hillel, and they get funding to put out their little newsletters. For the right, there is nothing. I have unlimited contempt for the people who administer colleges. They are very weak and unprincipled people. I consider them worse than Mexicans, the absolute lowest. I despise Mexicans. They are an off-brand people.

Stupid conservative parents send their kids to these schools. All they see is Stanford or whatever, and that is what they buy. They don’t look at what kind of books the students actually read there and what is actually taught. These parents pay these people $20,000 or $30,000 a year to indoctrinate their children. They just trust, and they put their faith in the wrong thing. I majored in international relations. Basically, I read a bunch of Institute for Policy Studies stuff from the communist [Richard] Barnett. I’ve probably read every book he has ever written. I heard crap about Vietnam I didn’t believe.

I was ready to drop out when I was a sophomore. I figured I would never spend my own money on this, so why was I wasting my parents’ money? But I was playing on the baseball team and got into writing for the paper and I enjoyed that, and I had a lot of friends there, so I stayed. Conservative parents are just propping up a system that has disdain for them. They figure I’m getting my son a degree from wherever. They think they are buying a name, but in most cases they aren’t. Unless it’s Harvard or Yale, I don’t think that the name is worth much. Being a Pomona graduate hasn’t gotten me shit. College was fun, but if I had children I would never spend that kind of money on it. It’s just not worth it. It’s four years of your life at a time when you are at your strongest physically. Is that really what you want to buy with all that money? There might be a case for it if you are in the hard sciences, which are harder to corrupt, but for anything in the liberal arts, I think there are better alternatives.

You could find someone who is the best at what you want to do and copy off them, or go directly to them and try to get them to teach you. And now with the Internet, you can figure out what is going on and teach yourself. That’s what I would say at thirty-five. Just before I graduated from Pomona, perusing the stacks at the library I discovered the American Spectator magazine and loved it. I thought, “This is funny, like Mencken’s stuff was!” In one of the issues, there was an ad for an intern, so I applied, and they
actually gave me the position. I was absolutely thrilled. “Boy, it is going to be fantastic to work for the Spectator,” I thought to myself.

“It is somewhat satirical, more than the National Review is, and it’s got great writers. Whatever I wanted to do in college, mocking and all that, I am going to be able to do at the Spectator. I am going to carry on the Mencken tradition. I’m going to criticize everybody, take on the world. I’m going to be free!”

So I worked at the Spectator and I did enjoy it. It was mutually good for me and for them. They said I did a great job. But after the internship ran out, there was only one editorial position open and they gave it to someone else. The guy they gave it to was very qualified, though.

The founder and editor-in-chief of the Spectator is R. Emmett Tyrrell. I literally trembled when he walked in the room because I had so much respect for him. One day, I showed him my “Of (f) Color” article. I’ll never forget this because it was a turning point in my life. He read it over and got a long face and said, “Well, we are very careful about this sort of thing.” Now, I make a distinction between people being little and being big. Mencken, with his accomplishments, deserves the title of big. Tyrrell pulled up short where Mencken would never have pulled up short. I thought to myself, “He’s little, and I’m going to do whatever I can to be big, because I’m not afraid of whatever he’s afraid of.” Tyrrell is a really good guy, but that is the judgment I made about him when I was twenty-two years old.

After leaving the Spectator, I went on to the National Journalism Center, a journalist training school in D.C. After that, I worked for [conservative syndicated columnists] Evans and Novak doing research for them. I saw that there was no way I was going to be able to get paid to write anything approaching the truth about Jews or coloreds in the professional conservative industry. So I went to work at Phillips Publishing. They do newsletters for companies, that sort of thing, desktop publishing. I saw it as uninspiring but honorable work.

After three years with Phillips, I started my own company doing the same thing. I was successful and it was profitable financially, but I was bored as hell writing about computers and health care. I just had to do it my own way and see what happens. So I quit what I was doing, broke up with my girlfriend, and, after a decade in the D.C. area, went back to the Midwest. In 2000, a partner and I started Vanguard News Network, and that’s what I am doing now, and it’s been great.

I became fully racist by living in D.C., which is, except for maybe Detroit, the blackest city in America. I saw that if you are going to embrace color-blind individualism the way the Jews that control both the liberals and the conservatives say you should, it is white genocide. Whites cannot live around people like this, period. What you’ll eventually get is South Africa or Zimbabwe, where whites are completely destroyed as a race. Marion Berry, the mayor of Washington when I was there, was busted for crack, and he is the kind of person blacks elect over and over when they are left alone to vote. There is something general going on with these people. It’s not individual at all. I came to realize that if you stick to individualism and you refuse to generalize, it’s going to kill your race.

During this time, I read a book by John Murray Cuddihy called The Ordeal of Civility, and it blew my mind probably more than anything I’d read in my whole life. It’s very hard to find that book now because the Jews have suppressed it. The Cuddihy book tracks the hostility of the Jewish intellectual giants, Freud, Marx, and Levi Strauss. It shows the hate for the white race that underlies their supposedly objective theories. Marx, for example, says, well, yes, the Jew may look like a scheming, dirty, nasty little creature, but that is just a class thing. Once we go through these revolutions all that will disappear. And Freud says that if a white person is reserved, dignified, private, and classy, he’s repressed. You’re the sick ones, not us. And so on. These theories are aimed at destroying us. The Cuddihy book tied together a thousand little things I had
noticed about Jews and set them into a pattern.

Kevin MacDonald’s books are good, too. I especially recommend his book, The Culture of Critique. There is not a better book to read if you want to understand how America got to be the way it is and, closer to home, why your son is a wigger and your daughter is a lesbian and your neighbors are Mexicans and Filipinos. The neoconservatives will criticize the Frankfurt school, but they will always refer to them as German or European, never as Jews. The Cuddihy and MacDonald books are the kind of stuff you should be taught in college, but you never are because you are paying money to exactly the same people who are promoting these race-killing theories.

I knew coming out of college that the left lies about everything. Everything they say is factually untrue. Equality of racial intelligence, whatever it is, they are lying about it. My problem was I made the illogical leap to conclude that if the left is lying about everything, the right must be telling the truth. And a lot of what the right says is the truth, but not everything, that’s the big point.

Conservatives don’t tell the truth if it conflicts with the Jewish agenda, simple as that. “Race doesn’t exist” and extreme egalitarianism” the Jews have been pushing that dogma for a hundred years and will cut anybody out of the loop who disagrees with it. The Jews are big liars, and one of their biggest lies is about what America was founded to be. They put out there that the United States was founded as a place that is purely about some ideas, democracy and equality, and where race and history and the background of people don’t matter. That’s just garbage, the big lie. It is not good for Jews that whites know their roots and their own true history. It’s good for Jews if whites think, “Oh, anybody can become an American and we ought to have open borders.”

You may think, “But [black intellectual] Thomas Sowell never did anything wrong. He’s screwed if you adopt racism.” And that is true. But unlike the conservatives, I admit the cost of my position- it screws some blacks. But the conservatives never admit the huge cost of their position. Whole countries get screwed. Like, to name three, Zimbabwe, South Africa, and, in another fifty years, the United States. Conservatives never admit that failing to treat blacks as a general group is the way to the cultural and racial death of white people. Conservatives won’t tell you that because they make too much money off of what they are telling you. Or they’re like [pro football player and Vice Presidential candidate] Jack Kemp. America has to die because Jack Kemp showered with some black men. Some black guy soaped Jack’s back and I’m supposed to ignore a million black-on-white crimes every year. Sure, I’ll do that, Jack, just for you.

What I came to see, and this is the big story here, is that conservatives are a fake opposition. They are fake in the sense that they won’t take on the most vital questions confronting us: race and Jews. That’s the fault line right there and they won’t cross it. If something touches on the truth about race or is critical of Jews, they won’t go near it. I guess I was naïve, but I figured that something that is obviously true would make people on the right stand up for it. Well, it’s not like that. As Sobran pointed out in his pamphlet How I Was Fired by Bill Buckley, it is all just a game to conservatives, just a way to make a living. But it’s not like that to me. It’s blood, complete blood. If you’re a writer and you’re pulling your punches, if you are writing things you know aren’t true, if you’re withholding the truth, what are you? How can you have any self-respect at all? I got into writing to be Mencken. You’ve got the American Spectator that is supposed to be the heir of Mencken–they have a dummy of Mencken sitting there in their office, for Christ’s sake!– and you’re afraid??

I had learned what liberalism is by living through my editor and co-opinions editor in college conspiring behind my back and totally shitting me over. Then I learned what conservatism is by working at the American Spectator and seeing that they were just as scared as the weakling liberal college administrators were about anything that touched on race. I mean, what needs mocking more in our society than niggers? It’s fucking ridiculous. You can’t read word one about them that is disrespectful. Just today, I was online
reading some black guy writing an opinion column about an Oliphant cartoon [political cartoonist, Pat Oliphant]- “Oh, that is racism!” Racism is anything or anybody opposed to the black agenda. Blacks take that directly from the Jews. An anti-Semite is simply somebody who is opposed to any item on the Jewish agenda. You oppose a Jew and you are an anti-Semite, it doesn’t matter what it is about.

Blacks and the Jews have these terms they stick on anybody that doesn’t go along with them and the right just plays along. I’m not doing that. I’m the true heir to Mencken. I’m not pulling punches. The conservatives pull their punches. They won’t criticize blacks. Now, what could be more ludicrous than Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson? Jesse Jackson is a nigger extortionist. Everybody in America knows that. You’re supposed to be a conservative journalist following the line of Mencken and you don’t say that in a crude, crass,
nasty, and direct way? If you don’t say it like that, then what are you?

Plus it takes the joy out of it to write cautious, coded, weak little trivial things. People don’t want that. They want what we’re doing at VNN, which is full of joy and slurs and truth. Slurs and the truth go together. To call someone an African American when he’s a nigger? I refrain from calling Thomas Sowell a nigger, but I don’t refrain from calling niggers niggers.

[Conservative columnist] George Will wrote a column the other day about yet another great black guy who pulled himself up by his bootstraps. It’s just stupid. I spit on them all. People are responding to what we’re doing at VNN because it’s clear that we are free. Something that is free has a distinct aroma and the conservatives don’t have it.

The basic idea of Vanguard News Network is that it is news without Jews. It is an online newspaper. Its purpose is to do something daily that’s carefully edited, reliable, pro-white, and anti-Jewish, with absolutely no Jewish participation at any point in the process. The American public understands there is something wrong with the media, that it is very biased, but they don’t understand exactly what it is that is wrong. The conservatives who pretend to tell them, gutless clowns like Brent Bozell and Reed Irvine, will only go so far as to say the media is biased, which a child of three can see after watching Dan Rather for five minutes. What these people won’t tell you is why the media is biased and in whose interest it’s biased. It’s biased because it is owned and controlled by Jews and serves their racial interests. VNN says that openly, forthrightly, and explicitly daily. Whatever attractiveness we have is
attributable to that. We don’t have as many readers as some of the big-name conservative sites, but we are going in the right direction and we are going to pass them eventually.

We have people who contribute original articles, opinion pieces, book reviews, cartoons, whatever, and we post those. I edit the things people submit. People also feed me links to news articles they think I might be able to use. We do a kind of ju jitsu on the Jewish media: their reporters write articles for the various newspapers and wire services, and then we pull the articles we want and link them but with our own spin. We call our introductions “spintros.” An example of what we might do, a guy on our side might write up an article on a National Alliance demonstration and at the same time we’ll link to the Washington Post description of the same thing.

The idea is to create an alternative medium that is free of Semitic bias. It mostly comes down to selecting the right articles and presenting them in the right way. There are people working with me, but it is all done over the Internet. People from all over the country chip in writings and suggest articles to spin. We can’t afford to pay anybody. Basically, VNN takes one monomaniac with a computer to do it, and that’s me.

We are saying stuff on VNN you can’t really find anywhere else. And it’s not just that we are racists and reliable that attracts people. We’re aggressive and people hunger for that, they love that. People sense that we really believe what we say, and they don’t sense that when they read libertarians and conservatives. People see their stuff is just hackwork. There’s a spiritual difference between us and the others. And we’re funny. You can’t get genuine humor any more because it is censored. It’s dangerous. You can’t make fun
of Jews and “Mexcrement,” but we do it all the time. We subject them to ridicule. We don’t remonstrate, we ridicule. Anything can be destroyed by ridicule.

We aim to destroy Jewish control of the United States. And we are going to reveal and destroy the fake opposition in the form of conservatives and libertarians. True conservatism is racist. The people who are presented to us today as conservatives are not truly conservative. Every day since we started, we have been saying what they won’t say. We point out their financial interest in keeping the truth from people. And we are doing the same thing to libertarians. We are going to make it clear that white nationalism is the only real
opposition to the Jewish tyranny. The rest of what is going on is just a game. The two major political parties are both racial egalitarians selling the idea that race doesn’t matter. Of course it matters.

We aren’t considered respectable because respectability is defined by the Jews who control things as not mentioning Jewish power and not criticizing Jews as Jews. Conservatives will criticize the left or liberals or atheists or secular humanists, but never, never, NEVER will they point out the Jewish roots of these things. We point that out every single time. That is the fundamental difference between us and the rest of them. That is the market niche my partner and I saw. The only thing limiting us is distribution. If we could get our stuff on newsstands, people would buy it right up. But the Jews control news dissemination everywhere but on the Internet, and they are trying to get control of that. Except on the Internet, Jews control which writers and artists have access to the public.

If you are going to take on the Jews, you can’t do just what you do and leave it at that. You have to do every other thing, too. You have to do printing and promotion and distribution. I come from trade publishing and I know how hard it is to get a couple thousand of something out. It takes a lot of money and a lot of time. But on the Internet, I just put it out there and anybody can read it. So the Internet has been a real godsend.

We take donations at VNN, but you wouldn’t do this for the money. I had to do it for my soul. I know that sounds ridiculous, but that’s the truth of it. I wasn’t going to fucking die without taking my shot at it. VNN has allowed me to do something that’s fulfilling and it proves that people want to read what I write. Now it is purely a question of whether the Jews can shut us down. What we do would be illegal in Europe. They’d bust in here and crack my head and take the computer. Jews believe Jews should be legally beyond criticism. That’s a fact. They withhold from the American public that people in Europe are being arrested for writing books with views of history that the Jews won’t tolerate or putting something critical of Jews on the Internet. Do you ever see the New York Times write about that?

What the Jews are trying to do right now is insert the concept of hate speech into the public mind. They get hate speech opposed to free speech and get the public asking, “Is this hate speech or is this free speech?” When the Jews get that way of looking at it in place, then they can silence the speech they don’t like by calling it hate speech. Jews are very clever, you have to give them that. Their terms preclude any debate. You can’t oppose any item on the Jewish agenda without being medically or morally ill. If you oppose their
position on race, you’re a racist; fags, you’re a homophobe; women, you’re a misogynist. If you are an environmentalist and want to stop immigration, it’s “the greening of hate.” I think one of their greatest crimes is what they’ve done to women through feminism.

Most college-educated women think in feminist terms without realizing it. It’s sad. Jews want to win. They don’t necessarily want blood to flow, but they will go to that if necessary. They are fighting us as a race and most people aren’t conscious of that. At VNN, we’re making them conscious of it. Marxists like [Johns Hopkins University professor] Mark Crispin Miller say the media are all owned by corporations, that that’s the way to understand the media. Newspapers all over the country have declining circulations. So how come these big corporations
don’t hire people who could build revenue? I could do it a lot better than the people who are running these big city papers. I know what people actually want to read. But they wouldn’t publish it for the same reason they produce agit-prop movies- to brainwash white people. If we had a few million dollars we could do everything [media conglomerate] Viacom does except it would be non-niggerish. We’d produce white novels, white films, even white clothes.

The other races are encouraged to identify with their own people and to promote their racial interests, whereas we are called haters if we do it. Conservatives might point that out, but they’d be very careful and cautious about it. We do it straight out and we laugh when we do it. That indicates that we are free. People get that. That spirit comes across. People think, “These guys aren’t scared of the Jews. They’re not worried about them. They don’t measure what they say against some kike’s reception of it.” When people see us being free, they start to feel freer themselves. That’s why I want my name on this. I want my name used because openly speaking it is part of the whole deal, not only for me but for everybody. This “I’m Otto 94” doesn’t make it. We need to move forward to a brighter future, and you don’t do that with a bunch of anonymous people. They can say whatever they want to say about me. I don’t care. They are going to have to put a bullet in my chest if they intend to stop me. I’m not fucking stopping. I don’t have any money. I guess I have a lot of reasons to be unhappy. But I can honestly say I am completely happy and completely fulfilled. This is exactly what I am able to do and was meant to do and was trained to do. I should be doing it for some major media outlet, but the situation is such that I can’t really do that. So I have to make my own way.

[ The above is from a forum thread posting. ]

Of Aryan Bondage

Of Aryan Bondage

By Alex Linder

6 November, 2003


If someone proposed a bondage club for his college,
would he encounter a warmer or cooler reception than if he proposed a
White club? You know the answer. But do you know why?

You should.

If you don’t, you’re merely one of millions complaining about symptoms
without identifying cause.

By the time you finish this article will magically appear in your hand
the golden key of interpretation – the ultimate tool for unlocking any
door off the mass-media hall.

The conservatives will provide you with keys that don’t fit. Keys that
snap off in the lock. The conservative will complain about the bondage
club, but studiously avoid doing anything about it — all by
studiously avoiding the why.

You don’t want to be a conservative. You can do better than that. You
know that without the why, you have nothing. But, after my
instruction, you’ll have the why. You’re not going to “get
nothing and like it,” and there will be no Frescas until you
grasp the system and are fired up to destroy it.

It is imperative that you understand the jewish agenda driving the
mass media
so that you can work against the jews’ destructive
plan for you, your family, and your community. For the criterion at
work in the mass media is the same one producing the differing club
receptions at the college.

The reason the bondage club would be smiled on and the White club
attacked is that a bondage club advances the jewish agenda,
whereas a club for Whites works against it.

How’s that again? asks the novice. How does the spread of sexual
deviancy help jews? It helps jews because bondage, like any form of
sexual deviance, promotes a lax and permissive culture; a culture that
is promiscuous, sex-obsessed and morally loose; a culture in
which distinctions don’t matter. Distinctions such as the
all-important one between White and jew.

Anything that makes the jew appear less different makes him less
visible, and less “otherly,” as the jew might phrase it. The less
you’re able to make out that he’s “British in public, yiddish in
private,” the better he can get across his private agenda without your
grasping his game.

If we fail to make distinctions in the sexual arena, if we don’t even
care about who we sleep with, we will be much less likely to make
racial distinctions between man and man — between jews and Whites.

In short, that is why a tight culture is “good for Whites” and a loose
culture is “good for jews.” Tightness — personal integrity, sexual
fidelity, high and careful thought — is dangerous for the goy
commoners. It gives them bad ideas — about jews. So for you the jews
prescribe a steady diet of “sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll.” Ever
hear that phrase before? Now you know what it means. Your
destruction
, styled as kewl rebellion.

For jews themselves, jews prescribe the opposite: hours and hours of shul,
inculcating the traditions and practices of their race.

I repeat: for your kid, movies and sex ed and diversity. For their
kids, tradition, rigor, and racial responsibility. Do I need to spell
it out that dumbed-down, deracinated Aryans will find their futures
controlled by learned, cohesive jews? I hope not.

Jews believe that, in the Aryan world, sexual “repression” hangs with
political “authoritarianism,” characterized by legal discrimination
against jews, and cultural downgrading of the mocking, ironic,
iconoclastic brilliance the jew sees when he looks in his mirror. The
jew prefers to be the laugher rather than the butt. Thus, this evil
Aryan personal-repression-leading-to-political-oppression must be
destroyed.

How to do that? You know. Through relentless media assault. Mocking Ozzie
and Harriet
; making films like “Pleasantville” that portray the
Aryan fifties as colorless and tyrannical; and encouraging
contradictory and destructive beliefs that race does not exist, so
races must be mixed. Miscegenation, like promiscuity and bondage,
tends toward the lax culture in which jews feel they can thrive.

Bondage is not significant in itself, but in its functioning as one of
myriad sidetrackings that can distract the goy from sober, reasoned,
productive work into self-indulgent squalor. Bondage is bad for
Whites, therefore bondage is “good for jews.” Therefore bondage — or
miscegenation or promiscuity or homosexuality — is promoted legally
and culturally by jews. If you’re tying up for kicks, you’re not
competing with Joshua for that law-school slot. You’re not researching
the amount we give to Israel each day, nor the staggering amount of
crime committed against Whites by jew-loosed blacks.

The conservative will never mention the jewish animus and agenda
animating the media because either he doesn’t grasp it, or he is
afraid of losing his syndication check. He knows that it is good for
him personally to stick to impotent ritual complaints about
secularists and liberals. He likes his smug, safe sinecure. He grows
fat in mind as he grows thick in belly.

A conservative will never tell you the vital truth: that jews are a
race apart, a race with its own agenda, and a race with interests at
odds with yours. Conservatism has the same relation to real politics
as bondage has to normal heterosexual sex: a profitable, deviant
sidetracking from the real thing.

Personal continence and political continence do indeed hang together.
If you’re careful about one thing, you’re likely to be careful about
everything. If you’re careless about one thing, you’re likely to be
careless about everything. Have you ever noticed that? The whole is in
the part, more times than not.

Continence is good for you and yours; the incontinence pushed on you
by the jews is genocidally destructive. If you understand that, you
understand almost everything, because the rest is corollaries.

At the same time the jews advance their interests at the expense of
the brainwashed goy’s future, they profit handsomely from the markets
their illusions create. The best of both worlds, itz: getting paid to
destroy your enemy.

The very idea of sex as an industry promotes the jewish agenda. Sex
“toys” can be manufactured at profit. Sex fetishes can be catered to
at profit. Magazines and columns and talk shows can be spun out of
neverending, never-climaxing debate. The additional bucks in the jew’s
pocket effect a ratchet on cultural devolution. Each generation gives
birth to a smaller and better brainwashed one.

I have given you the tools to understand, that you might free
yourselves. Now that you understand: 1) the jewish belief that loose
sexual morals among gentiles is “good for jews,” and 2) that the first
and last goal of the media is to promote the jewish agenda, you have
the golden key unlocking every door in Uncle Shmuel’s media bistro.
You know what Shmuel is up to.

This simple understanding of jews and their interests is all you need
to interpret not just media, but any cultural form, argument, or issue
you will ever be faced with. More than 99.9% of the time, that “jewish
agenda” lens will provide you the clearest picture of any cultural
battle, or “issue,” as the jews style cultural anachronisms that
haven’t yet been resolved in their favor.

The jewish agenda — what’s GOOD FOR JEWS — is the
be-all and end-all of media/cultural interpretation. You will never
see anything promoted that isn’t “good for jews.” You will never see
anything that is attacked that isn’t bad for jews. “Good for jews” is,
thus, the universal key, the Rosetta stone, and the Holy Grail of
media criticism wrapped in one. Take it and use it.

You now have the only piece of understanding you need to interpret
virtually everything you will ever come across on tv, over the radio,
in the newspapers. Works on commercials too, if you were wondering why
they’re so anti-male and colorful.

Itz not “all good,” as the negroes and country-flavored pop singer
Toby Keith croon. Itz all been “Semitized for jews’ protection.”
And if it’s “good for jews,” it is always, always, always…

“…bad for Aryans.”

Now you should be prepared to read this article and interpret
it:

http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=35464

When you understand the context, you can make the proper judgment.

 

Education

By Alex Linder


Education


Franklin recommended looking up every word you don’t know as a way to expand your vocabulary. Good idea. Same works for concepts, people – anything you come across in reading, or elsewhere, you’re not familiar with. Extension of powerful ideas; their reapplication in different areas – of this 99% of originality consists. Research the unknown; ask simple questions. Compare supposed information with established principles and incentives to mislead. In this way genuine knowledge is acquired, and set in constellation with the rest of your known world. Collecting trivia is not our goal, rather the drawing out of ourselves — e-duce-ing that defines education — into the broader world; looking up from our petty concerns to appreciate and understand the context of our lives. We approach the world not in the spirit of the jew, who seeks only ‘news you can use’ (to profit or to destroy), but to appreciate, and understand. We enlarge our comprehensions to strengthen the world by understanding its parts, and our relation to them. Education is someone wiser than ourselves, or ourselves in a pinch, putting a finger under our child’s chin, lifting our eyes to his, then spreading his hand across the broad horizon, our gaze to follow. We rise above our petty and particular concerns; we appreciate, for all canyons are grand, and mountains, hills, plains too; – we walk and move and see, feel, and taste – in time we perceive. Where previously we saw not at all, now we see through, the literal meaning of ‘perceive.’ This is education; a drawing out; a coming to realize, condensed where it can be, but unfolding without ending for those who choose it. In Chapter one of his book on Christianity, Oliver mentions someone we’ve never heard of, a certain Eugene Marais, student of the not so lowly baboon. Immediately we ask ourselves: who is this man? Why haven’t we heard of him before? It sounds like he was doing Jane-Goodall work before she was, as he spend lengthy periods with baboon troops, long enough to win their trust. We immediately wonder if there were politically incorrect implications to his discoveries. We know that minor women achievers are celebrated, whereas minor male achievers are ignored. Research is required. First we run a vocabulary check on chacma, which seems to be the particular type of primate Marais studied. We have never encountered this word before. Dictionary.com informs us that a chacma is: A grayish-black baboon (Papio ursinus) of southern and eastern Africa. Very interesting! Our conception of primates is enlarged. Next we’ll run engine on chacmas, see if we can find pictures. We note the ‘ursinus’ in the Latin name, and we know that ursine is the adjective pertaining to bears. We suspect someone in the long ago thought these primates bore resemblence to bears, although if it were the same person who saw constellations in scattered stars, we might not see that resemblance ourselves! Search reveals chacmas resemble bears in their remarkable furiness. We learn they’re omnivorous and male-dominated. Perhaps we hear less about them for this last reason, as feminists, we know, are always on the lookout for female-dominated species, the better to contrast these species favorably with mankind, pardon, humankind. We research Eugene Marais. He turns out to have been a keen-eyed renaissance man, an extraordinary South African, a poet, lawyer, naturalist, journalist. He’s known as “one of the founding fathers of the Afrikaans language.” Perhaps it is not surprising we haven’t heard of him, as he’s exactly the type for which the jewed academy has no use. We learn he studied both termites and baboons. He believed the former operated off instinct only; the latter off “causal” memory. He had a least-resistance theory in competition with Darwin’s fittest. It appears that much of what he wrote was in Afrikaans only. This calls to mind our observation on knowledge friction; that more times than theory would suggest are even men in the same occupation — say, setting up prison telemedicine systems — unaware of those working in the same field on the same problems. This is true even in the age of Internet. There’s a mental gravity that draws our attention ever down to our own concerns, as a baby to its blocks. We must fight this by drawing ourselves out, and that means up and away, looking over the edge of the furrow to see outside our own field. How much knowledge sought by the English-speaking world has already been discovered in the German- ? How much valid knowledge exists but lies fallow — to us — because it is untranslated, unresearched, or deliberately covered up? We ponder this in relation to the six major publishing houses all being located in New York, run by jews and staffed by feminists. We ponder in light of our publishing knowledge: is there a market for International German house, specializing in translating German political and scientific texts, specifically semitically incorrect ones, into Enlish? We return to remarkable Marais, of whom we were ignorant until a few minutes ago. We note that he had the respect of Robert Ardrey, himself a writer the implications of whose works render uncomfortable the culturists. We wonder about E.O. Wilson, the famous Harvard ant scientist, also in this line. We ponder again the dictum, ‘great minds think alike.’ Perhaps to think is to think alike, if the thinking is sound, for reality is of a piece, although reactions to accurately assessed reality differ with the subject. We are charged with interest to do more research on the particular findings of Marais. What precisely did he learn about baboons? Can we find this knowledge in English, if not all of his writings on the subject? Just as the Italians say eating makes appetite, learning too makes us hungry for more. Understanding what is happening, to us and around us, is the only real security. More later. We conclude by observing that in the time we spent researching Eugene Marais and his animals, Berkeley tuition checks for the second semester were cashed, $13,000 per student. While we learned real and suggestive facts, those poor 13k kids taking anthro 101 heard from a jew that race doesn’t exist; that human sexuality is a continuum; that free love is the way they do things in Samoa, and ought to be and would be the way we do things here if the repressed parents who signed those checks would loosen up. We gained real and substantial knowledge; Berkeley gained major fundage; Berkeley students gained…not at all, for they augmented nought but their stock of things that just ain’t so.

[ The above is from a blog posting. ]

Liberal Sex Mores Debase

By Alex Linder

[ The following is from a forum thread posting. ]

[opinion published in Pomona College’s The Student Life, Friday, April 15, 1988]

Liberal Sex Mores Debase

Sex is the Everest in the mountain range of human experience. Sex, however, is treated much too casually in the post-fifties world.

One major slogan of the sixties was: If it feels good, do it! The lack of self-restraint implicit in this lifestyle typifies the childishness of the age of the hippie; a childishness defined by George Will as an “inability to imagine an incompatibility between one’s appetites and the world.”

Attitudes like this, along with advances in medical technology, combined to change mores. With the Pill, men and women could have sex without worrying about pregnancy.

But, from the standpoint of 1988, the new-found sexual freedom came with a high price. the consequences of the prevailing attitude toward sex — I will do anything I want with my body and trust medical science to find a cure — resulted in record numbers of sexually transmitted diseases. And then came AIDS.

The lethality of AIDS brought sexual behavior into sharper focus. The balance of discussions excluded the moral questions and focused on the technical aspects. Why was this? Primarily, because enlightened opinion is that any sex between consenting people (including minors) is a good thing.

Look at the approach to sex education. Who will deny that the message to high schoolers is that if you are going to have sex, then use contraceptives to avoid pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases? Occasionally the educational establishment makes a bow toward pre-marital abstinence, but its heart is not in it. Secretary of Education William Bennett is the only major public figure directly concerned with education who adamantly supports emphasizing the morality of abstinence as the basis of sex education.

So how does Pomona fit into this? Basically, we Pomonans have easy access to birth control, educational materials, etc., and, as opposed to high school students, are adults with presumed abilities to run our lives. The problem is that we treat sex as a toy. Sex is just another way of plugging into something pleasurable — like a Walkman. This approach to sex cheapens it, trivializes it, and debases the participants.

The point of life is to be a good citizen. This traditionally involves marriage and raising a family. The real pleasure in life comes from living out your allotted tiem with your one faithful partner. With the person you marry you are free to reveal your innermost self, the part inside the shell that protects you from an often hostile world. Sex is the deepest and most emotionally and spiritually fundamental way to relate to another person; accordingly, within marriage it is most natural and fitting.

If sex were only a physical thing, it would hardly be such a divisive question. If it were easy to deal with, every culture on earth would hardly have created intricate customs and taboos surrounding it. But the emotional, physical, and spiritual fusion that makes sex the most fulfilling human activity also make it the most dangerous, and when we reduce sex to the purely physical, we demoralize ourselves.

It is a fast world with much pressure to conform. In relation to sex, conform means losing virginity around seventeen. Maturity — that is, self-restraint — requires that we step back and slow down.

The upshot of the sixties is that some men and women tend to use one another as mere tools for their own physical gratification. Marriage, the basic institution of society, is weakened, seemingly pointless and detrimental because it gets in the way of any new sexual experience. The high divorce rate attests to this assertion. In conclusion, sexual mores do not change overnight, but over a generation. I call on my peers to help contribute to a renewed societal respect for the proper role of sex (inside a marriage), and conduct themselves as responsible citizens.//

Divestment Wrong

By Alex Linder

[ The following is from a forum thread posting. ]

[opinion published in Pomona College’s The Student Life, Friday, April 8, 1988]

Divestment Wrong

By Alex Linder

Over the last four years it is fair to say that the question of divesting from South Africa has been the biggest and hardest fought issue at Pomona. Although Pomona itself did not divest, it was pressure of the type found on our campus that was instrumental in forcing Reagan to impose sanctions against that country. Now — a year and a half later — it is interesting and instructive to look at the change, if any, those sanctions have brought about.

First, consider the course American policy followed under Reagan up through around 1985. Chester Crocker developed a policy called constructive engagement by which America could use her admittedly minor political influence to encourage South Africa to promote political progress through the expansion of individual rights to minorities. Further, American companies employing South Africans would be encouraged to sign the Sullivan Principles, guaranteeing they would treat their white and black employees equally.

Around 1984, the political pressure for sanctions and divestment began to grow. Although there was little actual change in the internal conditions in South Africa, in the wake of America’s economic upturn and decommunization of Grenada, American liberals needed something to attack Reagan with. Hence, sanctions.

Surely, it seemed, sanctions was an issue we could all agree on. Is not South Africa’s a racist government? Do not we Americans support, however indirectly, this racism by allowing companies to invest there? Finally, on purely utilitarian grounds, is it not wiser to go along with the wishes of those who will inevitably take power – the black majority? Those favoring action against South Africa answered the questions this way: 1) South Africa has a racist government, thus we must try to get rid of it. 2) Doing business, even through firms that have signed the Sullivan Principles, shows support (through taxes, etc.) for the racism that is South Africa’s hallmark. 3) The majority of black South Africans favor sanctions, and to be moral we must go along with what they want. Conclusion: We must try to get as many nations as possible to declare sanctions against South Africa.

Which brings us back to the initial question, now slightly refined: Have the sanctions declared on South Africa changed the sitaution for the better? (“Better” is here defined as more democratic.) In a word: No. To understand why not, we must look at what people expected sanctions would do. First, many people thought that sanctions would put enough pressure on the ruling white elite to force them to change their ways, i.e., enfranchise blacks and other racial minorities. Second, some hoped that sanctions would hurt blacks so much that they would rise up and overthrow the whites. Thirdly, many in favor of sanctions just wanted to do what they felt to be morally correct.

Regarding the first rationale, it is clear that sanctions have failed. Listen to the words of Stoffel van der Merwe, the deputy minister of information and constitutional planning and a leading reformer within the National Party: “Sanctions have not hurt our ability to survive, but they have limited our ability to do reform,” (L.A. Times, March 13). Van der Merwe also said taht sanctions had slowed the pace of reform by “engendering a major backlash against any progressive measure.” The economic statistics bear him out. In 1987 South Africa had a $3 billion surplus in its balance of payments; her gold holdings and foreign reserves have doubled from 1985; her economic growth rate has gone from a modest decline (-1.5%) in 1985 to 2.6 percent in 1987 and continues to rise. Thus, the effects of sanctions were relatively weak. South Africa simply shifted her trade to Japan and other Asian countries away from the U.S. and Europe. Although the calling back of short-term loans by some Western banks did result in increased unemployment and general economic slowdown, South Africa has by most measures rebounded.

Regarding the second motive, it is equally clear that this has failed. Blacks have not risen up and overthrown the whites. The much-heralded revolution is hardly imminent; if anything the situation is less heated and emotional than three years ago. And, as previously stated, the South African economy is growing, not declining.

It is the third motive, the question of being morally correct that is most interesting. Having answered the question of the effects of sanctions from the world in general, let us examine the effects of the American sanctions.

Listen to Fleur de Villiers, former associate editor of the Johannesburg Sunday Times: “Of the nearly 170 U.S. companies that have quit South Africa in the last few years, more than half have sold out — at firesale prices — to South African companies or local managements, thus creating some 100 new instant millionaires, all of them white.” Further, de Villiers points out, under new South African ownership, many of these firms abandoned the costly measures required them as signatories of the Sullivan Principles and fired their black employees. Black South Africans also suffered because more government money had to be spent on developing oil and arms reserves in response to sanctions.

Perhaps the most insidious victory of the pro-sanctions crowd has been their successful convincing of the average American (or college student at least) that sanctions are what the blacks in South Africa want. (Their wishes, it is commonly accepted, deciding which course is moral for America to take.) In fact, nothing could be further from the truth. The blacks in South Africa who favor sanctions are the hierarchies of the unions as well as those perceived by Western media as leaders (i.e., Bishop Tutu). Poll after poll has found, however, that when the average workers are asked, only 25 percent favor sanctions if it means they will undergo hardship. The people who favor sanctions are the ones who are not affected — people like you and me and Tutu.

So here we are. When I last wrote about sanctions (fall semester 86/87) I said that we would be where indeed we are today: After having imposed sanctions and finding South Africa still non-democratic, facing the question of renewing sanctions or choosing another path. Clearly, we must side with the average working black South African and eschew sanctions, focusing instead on rebuilding economic leverage with an eye toward encouraging the evolution of South Africa into a more perfect democracy with respect for individual rights.

Finally, a point about demonstrations in general. It’s wrong to get involved with things you do not understand. A couple hours out of your Friday afternoon may not be much to you, but to that black South African with six dependents, Ford’s divestment may be a matter of life and death.//