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Thread ID: 6369 | Posts: 37 | Started: 2003-04-28
2003-04-28 12:02 | User Profile
I thought it might make for an interesting thread if OD members - newbies as well as graybeards- could tell their personal stories (without, of course, revealing their personal info) of their individual journeys to the far right , irrespective of whether you had an awakening/epiphany or you just always leaned in that direction.
"Paleo" is not necessarily the correct word for all of us anyway. There are WNs, libertarians, doubtless an anarchist or two as well among us; but I have a feeling that most of us, having grown to maturity immersed in the default-leftism of the all-encompassing Propasphere, can point out either the single satori-moment or the series of revelations that led to our consciously choosing to forge further and further Right.
Of course a guy like Ed Toner, who's been around a while and predates ZOG America, isn't gonna follow that pattern exactly, but then he's had to watch more things that once worked perfectly well go topsy-turvy than the rest of us anyway, including conservatism. And someone like Paleocon Avatar, who's not even 30 and grew up in the Reagan era, would bring a whole 'nother perspective, as well.
Anyway, I'm curious. How did y'all get from wherever it was you started ....to here?
2003-04-28 15:13 | User Profile
I lived in Massachusetts for the first 18 years of my life, attended public schools, four years of college, and graduate school. I was exposed to liberal propaganda and it did not work on me, fortunately.
When I was younger, I did a lot of reading across all political ideologies. I read all sidesââ¬âI wrote away to all kinds of parties and organizations both on the Left and the Right, liberals, socialists, conservatives, far-right, and so on. I studied their literature and their arguments. I discovered that the literature on the right side of the political spectrum resonates with me. It fit better with human nature and with history.
I began as a standard conservative at the age of 12 when I discovered Barry Goldwater's The Conscience of a Conservative. I sensed that liberalism was dripping with guilt and what I would call a "suicidal vibe" and I rejected it.
I kept digging, looking to find the essence of whatever it was that called out to me. The further Rightward my readings took me, the closer I felt to that essence.
I had also been interested in things like electronics, especially radios. My parents had bought me a police scanner, and then later a shortwave radio. I found patriotic broadcasts on shortwave, like Tom Valentineââ¬â¢s Radio Free America and Kevin Alfred Stromââ¬â¢s American Dissident Voices. Those sources helped fill-in-the-blanks, giving me the "rest of the story" that the Establishment wasn't.
I continued to immerse myself in ââ¬Åforbidden literature.ââ¬Â At one point, I was probably on the mailing list of every right-wing group in America. Everybody, you see, has a newsletter. Sometimes theyââ¬â¢ll criticize each other and engage in infighting, but I try to ignore that level. I focus on what their ideas are, and what they plan to do to restore an America that we can be proud of.
I recognized that a theft had taken place of unbelievable proportions before I was born. Although this has roots going back well before the 1960s, I especially blame the 1960s hippie generation which basically had the world handed to them on a platter, yet they stupidly rejected it and betrayed everything of value, everything that countless generations before them had struggled to attain. That scum turned down their birthright because they wanted to prove that they were "nice" and "progressive," and they felt guilty that they had "white skin privilege." Those selfish fools never stopped to consider that they were also making that decision for me, in advance. Thus they violated the Burkean contract between the living, the dead, and the yet unborn. I was the yet unborn. I never had the chance to live in that good world, the old, beautiful America that they carelessly tossed away like a sapphire in the mud. I recognize the reality that unless those on the "unreconstructed Right" work hard enough in the coming years, I may never live in that world. This knowledge and this sense of loss are what motivate me.
They have made an eternal enemy of me. I know that, for America, all bets are off because of their debauchery, and this country is doomed to progressively become more of a pesthole than they have already made it. Therefore, for quite a while I've been trying to find ways to direct my life to undoing everything that they ever did.
I know that they are powerful and hold most of the cards, but even if I don't win, I want them to know that they were not successful in achieving what the Gramscians call "cultural hegemony"ââ¬âI want them to know that I exist as their opponent, that they failed to crush my spirit or turn me into a liberal sheep, and that I will always shake my fist at them and plot ways to start little fires and insurrections against them. I will always be the reminder to them that they can never have their Utopian worldââ¬âI will always be a "disturbance in the force" to them, plaguing and shadowing them. Someone has to play the role. Somebody's got to do it.
I gained access to views and information that the Establishment is obviously trying to suppress and discredit. Someone must benefit from suppressing that information, and someone must be correspondingly harmed. As a White, English-speaking, heterosexual American male, it seems to me that those who occupy my demographic are getting the shortest end of the stick. One can publicly criticize that demographic at will, and any attempt on my part to resist such criticism will get me into trouble. I will be denounced as a racist, subjected to possible job loss, and harassed.
At my undergraduate institution, I once came close to losing an on-campus job because it was suspected that I held politically incorrect beliefs because of a conversation that I had with someone. Mind you, I did not use any slurs or other unprofessional terms, nor did I single any individual out or harass anyone. I made some general, abstract political statements. To boil it down, I had said in response to a request to sign a "voting rights petition" for the homeless that I could not sign because I did not feel comfortable empowering people to run my life who can't even run their own lives. I also noted that homeless voting drives would probably result in massive fraud, with bums being bussed from polling station to polling station, as well as the participation of stragglers just over the Rio Grande. Expressing those opinions was enough to earn me a hearing in which I was grilled for two hours. In the days that followed, I was told I would have to attend three sensitivity training meetings (one-on-one sessions with one of my accusersââ¬âa faculty advisor to the student organization that accused me) as a condition of continued employment, because it was feared that I might make people ââ¬Åuncomfortableââ¬Â and thus not be a good employee. They justified this abridgment of my freedom of speech by saying they were a private university and could regulate speech in ways a state institution cannot. Fortunately, it all worked out, and I withstood my ââ¬Åsessions,ââ¬Â and kept my job. Academia is not a welcoming place for the Right.
I also was required to write a letter of apology to the girl to whom I had made the remarks. I wrote the letter in such a way as to emphasize the "misunderstanding" and the perspectival nature of oral communications, so as to avoid admitting in writing that I did anything wrongââ¬âI still believed I had done no wrong, I had even said at one point in my conversation that I was speaking as a private citizen and a student and that my views were not those of my employersââ¬âbut they didnââ¬â¢t accept my claim. I suspect that the treatment I received was motivated by a fear the school had of these leftist-activist students staging a public demonstration. They didnââ¬â¢t want to get bad PR, or have parents and alumni asking questions, so I was sacrificed on the PC altar. The whole thing was a witch-hunt for ââ¬Åracists.ââ¬Â
My views are best attributed to self-interest. I will suffer the fate of the demographic group to which I belong, so it is in my interest to defend that group. Nature works that way. People on the Left claim that one cannot control the group they are born into, so it therefore should not be a consideration in making any kind of decisions. To me, that is humanistic arrogance. No creature on this planet can control the circumstances into which it is born, nor alter its biological identity, but that is no excuse for treason. Human beings are not that different from the rest of the lifeforms on this planetââ¬âthey are who they are and they should, if healthy, defend that. Tigers do not defend hyenas in the wild. If I were Black, for example, Iââ¬â¢d be with Farrakhan. However, Iââ¬â¢m not, so here I am. Those on the Left cannot accept this reality. They resent the fact they are stuck with reality and cannot change it. They actively seek to avoid the obligations reality imposes on them, and by shirking their duty they not only dishonor themselves, but also endanger all those around them.
On my desk, I have a small pewter figure of General Custer, who died at the hands of savages so that we could be here today. I put it there to remind me that we would not be here if our ancestors had not fought and struggled. I am enraged when I realize that the Left has taken that precious gift and tossed it in the mud. I intend to do what I can to prove myself worthy of the sacrifices our ancestors made, and to pass that heritage on to future generations.
At times, I have wondered if I was doing the right thing. Iââ¬â¢d ask tough questions of myself: What if the liberals are right? What if my politics really are nothing but "paranoia?" What if there really is inevitable change coming that is counterproductive to resist? What if Iââ¬â¢d have an easier life if I just went with the flow? Then I realized that none of these questions matter. I have a sense of responsibility, and the way I see it, gambling with the future of our nation and people just isnââ¬â¢t worth the risk. Iââ¬â¢d rather err on the side of caution, so I can never entertain liberal experimentalism.
2003-04-28 18:18 | User Profile
In college, I was a Colorblind Conservative, an eager reader of David Horowitz's "Heterodoxy," follower of Dinesh D'Souza and fan of P.J. O'Rourke. George Will was my hero. Relished that NR. An aspiring journalist, I found the career path blocked by you-know-what. I didn't think much of it, beyond, "what a load of crap." Went on with the career, nevertheless, and remained oblivious to racial reality. Or at least lacking the proper guidance --- I did notice that black "journalists" were usually damn near illiterate. So, I was primed, but it honestly was not until sneaking peeks at sites like Stormfront and later, VNN, that I began my transformation. At some point, I found out about "Why Race Matters" by the Jew Michael Levin, bought a copy. What an eye-opener. Then, Duke's "My Awakening." The whole time, feeling "bad" for the business (something that still afflicts me, though much less). Subscribed to AR. Also, various, ahem, urban life experiences have been quite influential in the formation of my views. As I reviewed my life and the world around me, things started to fall into place. I started to realize what a huge, fat fact of life had been yanked from my media consciousness: race. Now, of course, I see it everywhere, and there's really no going back. As for Jews, it was pretty much a combo of Linder University and MacDonald.
2003-04-28 19:16 | User Profile
Originally posted by il ragno@Apr 28 2003, 12:02 **"Paleo" is not necessarily the correct word for all of us anyway. There are WNs, libertarians, doubtless an anarchist or two as well among us; but I have a feeling that most of us, having grown to maturity immersed in the default-leftism of the all-encompassing Propasphere, can point out either the single satori-moment or the series of revelations that led to our consciously choosing to forge further and further Right.
**
I think this is a pretty good general observation. All of us have viewed ourselves by default pretty much on the broad right, having made the initial decision to reject establishment liberalism. As a kid I actually was not political at all, I viewed everyone as an American and that was enough. For me that catalytic event was watching the fall of Vietnam in 1975 and watching all the demonstrators march through our cities with Viet-Cong flags. I started reading and become an avid fan of NR and Ronald Reagan and pretty much bought their line that political and cultural survival required Republican ballot success first and foremost, and if we did that it would be sufficient. Not that I retricted my reading here. I also read material on the far-right that impressed me greatly. However, it may seem far-ago today, but in the seventies and early eighties the difference between the far and mainstream right didn't seem insurmountable - both seemed to be after basically the same things, just at slightly different speeds and paths. And NR certainly doesn't help one become aquainted with divergent political paths.
It was not until I had more time to devote to politics together with the attractiveness of the internet that I started to gradually but seriously become aware that something was wrong on the right. Or even really that there was a serious organized alternative right to the mainstream National Reviewers. For a long time it just semed to me to be a few eccentric individuals of various stripes. I didn't even become aware of paleoconservatism, Chronicles, AmRen, much less people like the Cartoites, until I got hooked into the internet. And that wasn't an easy job, let me tell you.
That's why I think forums like this can be a mistake if we just talked to each other. After all magazines and organizations like Chronicles, the Spotlight, IHR, JBS, etc, have been around for a while, but to the average harried Joe he isn't going to have time to find them on his own, when the NR alternative still seems to plausibly address many of the basic issues of conservative/right-wing minded Americans, even though some suspicions start to arise after a while. The average Joe isn't going to have the initiative to act on these suspicions.
2003-04-28 20:30 | User Profile
I was a Reagan Republican until about 1989 or 1990. Then I began reading John Birch literature, then Klan literature, then National Alliance literature. It was a slow process, like a ball of yarn unraveling. New [Jewish-created] horrors were encountered every month.
The Net solidified my thinking, however -- made things more clear.
2003-04-28 22:25 | User Profile
Ever since I was old enough to realize there was a larger world around me (13 or so), I've felt that there was something fundamentally wrong with it. Not wrong as in "I'm not getting what I want therefore the world sucks", but wrong inasmuch as there was no sense of community, no sense of personal responsibility, and not even basic everyday civility--everywhere the eye could see. This didn't seem to have always been the case, so I sought to determine why we would throw away these obviously basic elements of society.
Now, I was never particularly aware of race for most of my life. Even though I grew up in a black neighborhood until I was 12, lived a block away from a park where murders occurred repeatedly, and never dared to wear any shade of red or blue in public, it didn't occur to me that the difference between my neighborhood and the nicer and safer neighborhood where an uncle of mine lived wasn't housing cost so much as the race of the neighbors.
So with race not even considered, I sought out kindred spirits who saw things the same way I did, to see if we couldn't do something about it. The first such people I came across were progressives, and the more I listened to them the more their basic argument made sense: the mass media -is- owned by 5 corporations, and it -does- distort people's sense of reality simply by restricting the known possibilities.
However, the progressive movement wasn't quite what I wanted. They were basically right about the consolidated media being a big part of the problem, but that wasn't the whole story. -Why- would the media collaborate to pawn off trash to the public as reality, especially when they lose money doing it? It must be ideology trumping business. Also I was growing increasingly uncomfortable with many other progressive mainstays: abortion, affirmative action, frivolous product-liability lawsuits--all these things conflicted with my "be responsible for yourself dammit" disposition.
Realizing that the owners of media let their ideology rule the airwaves, I sought a way to fight it. So I teamed up with the conservatives I had always heard complaining about the "liberal media". By this time, understand, it was 2000, and the neos had taken the movement over entirely. Still, I found I mostly agreed with what I thought the GOP stood for: life, liberty, and a society kept peaceful by Christian thought rather than arbitrarily-enforced draconian laws. "Israel? I guess they're our allies. I haven't really looked into it--domestic politics is what I'm really concerned about."
At about this time, the neighborhood I was living in was quickly making the transition from white to mexican. Still mostly oblivious to race, I noticed nonetheless. How could I not? It isn't like you can just close your window and shut out an 1800 watt subwoofer blasting foul south-of-the-border "music"--it goes right through the walls. I moved out, classic white flight, but the situation got me thinking about race. I started to think that in addition to the whole liberal corruption thing, part of the problem might also be an increasing mexican population. It dawned on me that the nicest places I've ever lived were majority white, and the fouler pits were majority negro/mexican.
Seeking more information, I came across three key information sources: Vdare, VNN (still a little hard for me at the time, but I read anyway), and Buchanan's book [u]The Death of the West[/u]. Things started to fall into place. I was also finding it increasingly difficult to support mainstream "conservatism", as I started to see that they were becoming the major proponent of immigration. Once O'Reilly started with the 24/7 smearing of people who disagree with him (ratcheting up for Gulf War 2), I was disgusted enough to be done with the neo camp.
It didn't matter; the answer to my initial question was becoming clearer and clearer. Through further reading on VNN, and one of the sites it made fun of that I nevertheless took a liking to (OD ;)), it has been demonstrated to my satisfaction that immigration, crime, and the basic losses of everyday civility, sense of family, and sense of community all have common roots: cultural distortion and destruction perpetrated by the jewish owners of the mass media, and the jewish lobby groups.
Everything from then on has just been filling in the gaps and learning more about the history we all have lost (although school and dyslexia are kind of hampering the latter).
Drakmal
2003-04-28 23:53 | User Profile
Great thread!
My Right/libertarian foundations are the result of having grown up in a house where the family patriarch freely used the word "pinko" to describe Big Government politicians, and a grandfather who, despite being a lifelong registered Democrat, voted for Goldwater and was virulently anti-union--having worked in the steel mills of Ohio and later as chief electrician for the May Company department store chain in Southern California. My father was, until very recently, a hospital CEO and, naturally, abhorred any notion of socialized health care.
At UC Santa Barbara, where I spent my first two years of studies, I found myself in the company of both Orange County Birchers and confirmed dopers. :) Reading Gary Allen's None Dare Call It Conspiracy with a headful of magic mushrooms on 4th of July, 1984, pretty much cemented what I've become.
Transferred to Arizona State University late in my sophomore year (bad breakup w/ girlfriend at UCSB) and immediately sought out the state coordinator of the John Birch Society and told him I wanted to start a campus chapter at ASU. Had free-run of the American Opinion Bookstore (even my own key to the building) in Phoenix, where I spent thousands of hours reading JBS literature and also that of Nesta Webster, John Robison (Proofs of a Conspiracy), the great, groundbreaking works of Dr. Antony Sutton (America's Secret Establishment: Inside the Order of Skull & Bones, Chapter 322; Technological Treason, etc.; G. Edward Griffin's The Fearful Master: A Second Look at the United Nations...).
Dove-tailed my JBS activism w/ involvement in the Arizona Young Republican League, into which I brought a whole bunch of younger JBS members, giving the state Republican party fits for a couple of years. I eventually became Director of Public Relations of the AYRL, and my pals also took over Board spots, and we had Arizona hopping for awhile.
That JBS infiltration into the Republican party in Arizona eventually led to Evan Mecham's entry into the Governor's race in 1986. Worked for Mecham in his gubernatorial administration until his bogus impeachment. Mecham is a Mormon Bircher and was a great proponent of states' rights. I miss the old coot.
But my other sympathies--namely, experimentation with psychedelic drugs--has always kept me at arm's-length from "paleoconservatives"-of-the-Puritanical tradition. You'll not find many Experienced Birchers, put it that way...
So, I guess I'm a paleolibertarian: I believe in the wholesale decriminalization of Drugs (as the WOD is only one mechanism to establish a police state); strict border controls; the abolition of the Federal Reserve System and reinstitution of a hard-money standard; eviction of and withdrawal from the UN; and the execution on grounds of treason of most of the members of the Council on Foreign Relations and Trilateral Commission.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
2003-04-29 03:13 | User Profile
I think that it is important to note, to newbies at least, that THE critical factor in my evolvement [racially speaking] was the National Alliance essay "Who Rules America?" That one essay really "pushed me all the way into the racialist camp." That, and later Dr. KMacD's book "The Culture of Critique" -- although by the time I read KMacD, I was already "aware."
See the NA essay here: [url=http://www.natvan.com/who-rules-america]http://www.natvan.com/who-rules-america[/url]
2003-04-30 03:47 | User Profile
I got my basic right-wing outlook from my parents. They never discussed politics with me, but I read their books. I still have their copy of None Dare Call It Treason.
In high school I read Atlas Shrugged, and soon joined the Libertarian Party. As I grew (much) older, I became more critical of Ayn Rand and libertarianism.
Nine years ago, I discovered Chronicles. I was wary at first, but soon came over. The best writer of the lot was Sam Francis. He convinced me that the political struggle was really a class struggle. I also came to understand that Pat Buchanan's presidential bid, which I had first thought was a publicity stunt, was deadly serious, and why he was doing it.
Four years ago, I found a Holocaust revisionist website (www.codoh.com). I must have had doubts all along, because almost as soon as I read it, I was convinced they were telling the truth. After my anger at being lied to died down, I asked myself, how could such a gigantic fraud have been perpetrated for so many years? Having read The View From Sunset Boulevard, I already knew the answer.
PaleoconAvatar:
I was born in 1957, so I don't consider myself as one of the Sixties generation, but I am not as hard on them as you are. As you say, the seeds of destruction were planted much earlier. Strom Thurmond saw what was happening in 1948. The kids of the Sixties were just the first generation of lemmings our rulers convinced to leap off the cliff.
2003-04-30 04:23 | User Profile
**PaleoconAvatar:
I was born in 1957, so I don't consider myself as one of the Sixties generation, but I am not as hard on them as you are. As you say, the seeds of destruction were planted much earlier. Strom Thurmond saw what was happening in 1948. The kids of the Sixties were just the first generation of lemmings our rulers convinced to leap off the cliff.**
You're right; I just used them as my convenient shorthand receptacle for the purposes of the post. I agree it's a much more complex history involved in the subversion of America than my little thumbnail sketch.
2003-04-30 13:42 | User Profile
I'm from the northern Midwest, and basically everybody was conservative there. It was McCarthy Country, man. My father was a major supporter of Tailgunner Joe. Pop was one of those WWII veterans who were deeply PO'ed about FDR's sellout of Eastern Europe to Stalin; about the spy scandals and loss of our military secrets by the likes of the Rosenbergs; by Truman's sacking of his hero MacArthur; the race riots the anti-war movement of the 1960's; the rapid decay of the popular culture; the decline of the public schools, and so on and so forth.
I remember many conversations where Pop and our neighbours ranted and raved at these things, but none of them seemed to make what in hindsight looks like the obvious ethnic connection. I look back on it now and see the Tribal thread running through all of those things, and it amazes me that Pop and our neighbours never made that connection. What a peculiar blindness.
I grew up on a steady diet of the Far Catholic Right. There were no blacks where I grew up and I was (get this) 18 years old before I'd actually seen a black man in person. "J-J" (dy-no-mite!) from the 1970's television series was my idea of negroes. I wanted to believe all the good stuff about blacks and how they were abused; that race was only skin deep and that we all just needed to try a bit harder and all would be well.
I did four years in the service, and that was I think a big part of my racial education. Pop had always told me that you couldn't have blacks in polite company in their current state, but that segregation should end when they will finally be civilised they should be allowed full integration. My experience confirmed that nobody in their right minds would want to live with them no matter what the reasons for their violence and failure, and I had my first doubts about their genetic ability to act civilised or to compete with whites or Asians.
I remember in Basic Training they tested us on all sorts of things. After each test theyââ¬â¢d put those who passed in one line, and those who failed in another. It was striking how the whites nearly unanimously passed the English, Basic Education and Swimming tests while the blacks nearly all flunked them. I remember thinking at the time that it would be much easier just to skip the test and put all the blacks in one line and all the whites in another and count on the law of averages to even out the exceptions, and although I rejected the idea at the time I see now that it was right on the money for our society at large. It just isn't worth the trouble trying to sort out the Thomas Sowells from the rest, just as it isn't worth the trouble to find the handful of 14-year-olds who are mature enough to handle a drivers license. I see now that for reasonable administrative ease, racial discrimination makes every bit as much sense as age discrimination in deciding legal majority.
My experiences in the Navy really drove home to me how different whites are from blacks, although 12 years of public education instilled in me a doublethink rejection of any genetic hypotheses to account for those differences. I also befriended a number of white Southrons, who were also instrumental in my growing awareness.
I rebelled against the Catholic Faith of my family as a young man and adopted Libertarianism as my intellectual conceit, but I never really lost the outrage my father instilled in me at the obvious treason to our people going on all around us. As a Libertarian, I supported racial separation of blacks, but couched it always in terms of the rights of blacks to have their own country and their need to "heal the hurt" of slavery without us, a position I still defend but now I see that we need to separate for even more elemental reasons. I had the right instincts, I'd say.
Actually, I was pretty much of a Libertarian in the Navy, and was an active Libertarian in university after discharge, but my continuing education revealed to me the intellectual poverty of the Libertarian position, and when I finally settled down and had a family the Far Catholic Right was my natural home, where I found myself about 15 years ago. I began to read Chesterton and Belloc. I generally voted GOP, and voted for PJB whenever possible. I subscribed to First Things, and liked their neo-con line about the Tribe's continuing mission to the world (although I now reject that as heretical).
I worked criminal defence for a while after university and law school, and confronted in a very direct way black and brown criminality. That's when I read the Bell Curve. That was 1994, I think. That was like a bucket of cold water in the face to me. The line at the end about the dangers attendant at the moment of "resolution of cognitive dissonance" on the race issue - i.e. admitting that we've been sold a bill of goods on race - was when the scales fell from my eyes. I just couldnââ¬â¢t go on denying the clear evidence of my eyes; i.e. that blacks and browns just werenââ¬â¢t as intelligent on average as whites and Asians, and that their low average intelligence was a major factor in their vastly disproportionate representation in the criminal justice system. The Bell Curve lead me to Evolutionary Psychology, American Renaissance, J. Philippe Rushton, and the whole nine yards. I began supporting Paleo causes.
I got kicked off Free Republic in 2000 for supporting PJB against Shrub. During that time somebody sent me a Freepmail about the Yggrasil webpage, which I checked out. That site has had tremendous influence on my thinking, especially about my Elder Brothers in Faith and their collective role in our national decline. I read nearly all the books on Ygg's list of WN classics. Sir Arthur Kiethââ¬â¢s Evolution and Ethics was a major influence, of course.
I got to Kevin MacDonald sometime after that, and it was CoC that really blew the whole Tribal question wide open for me. I remember finishing the book and sort of sitting there stewing for a while, and then I felt this flush of anger and I flung the book across the room and started cussing a blue streak. My Southeastern European brother-in-law was in the next room, and when he finally understood what I was cussing about he laughed, slapped me on the back, and gave me a big hug. Finally I was in the club!
I found the Sam Francis Forum sometime after that.
So now I'm basically a Far Right Catholic who believes in Evolution by Design. I believe that the Natural Law dictates the genetic and territorial separation of nations. I believe in our Natural Law right to defend our nation against territorial incursion and genetic dissolution. I believe that the American nation is defined by the indicia of European bloodlines, European (especially British) culture, the Christian religion, the Common Law, and the English language. Iââ¬â¢m hip to the ethnic nature of the threat against our cultural and genetic integrity, and Iââ¬â¢m part of the movement to conserve it.
Which is why Iââ¬â¢m a regular here on OD.
Walter
2003-05-01 14:09 | User Profile
Originally posted by rban@May 1 2003, 07:49 Who wants to hear my story?
I do Rban. Please. I'm very curious about your case.
Everyone else's posts are fascinating.
Me, it's pretty simple, my journey to being a Racial Realist.
Italian father+French mother=me and brother heavy duty CATHOLIC childhood and pro-White views. Still have the pro-White views but chose to be a Huguenot instead of a Papist.
NYC, 1970's + influx of blacks and puerto ricans=moving van.
NYC suburb Yonkers=not far enough from NYC. Easily learned the difference between black neighborhoods and White ones. All my peoples were White and didn't like blacks. Good times back then. We had great, great times being White.
NYC and suburbs, 1980's, 1990's + hordes of non-White filth = total destruction of neighborhoods where previously were ALL Italians, Irish, Polish, Ukranian, Germans and Greeks. Decay and destruction and uselessness of great architechtural buildings, neighborhoods, and transportation.
Moved back to Bronx, NYC. Can't really say why, but that I found a decent neighborhood near the Hudson River and feel a bit like a Crusader.
Travelled through Europe a few times= great sadness at coming back to the dreadful and depressing man-made aesthetics of modern, multicultural American cities. Seeing how more homogenous White cities in Europe have trolleys, plazas, pedestrian streets, more relaxed atmosphere, excellent architecture new and old.....drove the stake through my heart of how America is truly lost to White people and we just ain't living right.
Guys, you just can't make this stuff up; America is completely f*cked up .
2003-05-01 18:08 | User Profile
I was born a poor, black child...
No seriously, IR, I want to know your story. After all, you did start the topic.
:)
2003-05-01 21:08 | User Profile
Walter, that's quite a tale. Your having crossed the chasm of racial difference, I imagine, is probably common to many of us. That, I think, is more transformative than the Jewish stuff. For all the ribbing of magazines like American Renaissance, that is the invaluable service they provide: like pouring chemical dissolvant on the drain pipe clog that is the Jewish Equality Lie. Once flushed, a racial truth-seeker can move on to the more subtle and insidious stuff. Also, what you say about the military mirrors what so many say about the military (not having served meself): "I wasn't a racist until I went into the Army."
OD'ers not reporting for duty: MadScience and MadRussian, N.B. Forrest, Roger Bannister, Sertorius and Wintermute (whatever happened to that guy? ZOG get him?)
2003-05-02 06:44 | User Profile
**Having given up all hope, I can say that I feel one hundred percent better. **
And it's all about how you feel about things, isn't it Wintermute?
I mean, reality is just beneath your contempt, id'nit?
Hey, partner, the world doesn't give a rat's ass about your existential despair. Pull your head out of your backside, man, and dig the fact that you're part of something larger, BLOODY LIKE IT OR NOT.
We have a war to win. A war for survival.
As to your whining about the Jewishness of the old Testament, it is utterly wrong-headed. You roundly ignore the fact that it is the OLD Testament - it's been superceeded, as have the nation that gave it birth. It's been taken from the Jews and handed to the "nations."
Christianity is profoundly nationalistic to the core of its being. Man is a corporate animal. You mistake the atomized, secular Calvinism of our own time for the vital national Churches of old.
2003-05-02 06:44 | User Profile
Originally posted by wintermute@May 1 2003, 23:59 **Having given up all hope, I can say that I feel one hundred percent better. How beautiful the world is, even our broken, decaying world. And how lovely all the people are. **
An epilogue most worthy of tribute, wintermute! So, for you...
*To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart;-- Go forth, under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around-- Earth and her waters, and the depths of the air-- Comes a still voice:-- Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, thou shalt go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.
Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world--with kings, The powerful of the earth--the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,--the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods--rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,-- Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.--Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings--yet the dead are there: And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep--the dead reign there alone. So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee. As the long train Of ages glides away, the sons of men-- The youth in life's fresh spring, and he who goes In the full strength of years, matron and maid, The speechless babe, and the gray-headed man-- Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them.
So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan,which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.*
"Thanatopsis" - William Cullen Bryant
2003-05-02 07:07 | User Profile
Originally posted by Walter Yannis@May 2 2003, 06:44 ** > **Having given up all hope, I can say that I feel one hundred percent better. **
And it's all about how you feel about things, isn't it Wintermute?
I mean, reality is just beneath your contempt, id'nit?
Hey, partner, the world doesn't give a rat's ass about your existential despair. Pull your head out of your backside, man, and dig the fact that you're part of something larger, BLOODY LIKE IT OR NOT.**
What can we say about Wintermute. He's the kind of fellow only someone like NeoNietzsche can understand and depise. To me he seems like a TBF without the perspicicity, and who didn't have the same ability to handle acid.
As to your whining about the Jewishness of the old Testament, it is utterly wrong-headed. You roundly ignore the fact that it is the OLD** Testament - it's been superceeded, as have the nation that gave it birth. It's been taken from the Jews and handed to the "nations." **
Oops. Sounds like "Replacement Theology"
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2003-05-02 07:19 | User Profile
Originally posted by wintermute@May 2 2003, 04:59 ** How beautiful the world is, even our broken, decaying world. And how lovely all the people are. **
Oh no. Now you sound like Ted Turner. Although I do admit I miss George too. You get on one of these rants, I think he is the only person who can talk with you.
**This of course, means all of you, even okie.
[color=blue]*Old truths and ancient magic, revolution and invention, all conspire to distract us from the passion that in one way or another, defeats us all.
And weary finally of this complexity, we dream of that long ago time when we sat upon our mother's knee and each kiss was the perfect consumation of desire. What can we do but reach for the embrace that must now contain both heaven and hell: our doom again and again and again.*[/color]
Wintermute**
Well you sound like you had an interesting family situation. I'm not sure about the embrace of heaven and hell. You definitely sound like you've been to hell and back (to OD). I hope you were able to bring some pleasure to at least some of the people along the way.
Brings to mind a story about a sign someone I know said used to be placed prominently on his bosses desk
Everyone who passes this way brings pleasure - some by entering, others by leaving
So at least in partial honesty I can say "It's been a pleasure" :P
2003-05-02 07:29 | User Profile
Well, I do not "know" Wintermute, but he is giving up, it seems.
See, this is where the Nazi lesson comes in -- never give up. Embrace toughness. Embrace strength. It is us against them.
If you had your differences with Okie, fine. So did I. But do you see me leaving or cutting down on my posting? Nope. In fact, I am posting at OD more these days, much to the chagrin of the garden-variety paleos [snicker, chuckle :th: ].
Do not give up. Keep fighting. Us against them.
2003-05-02 08:26 | User Profile
1 Corinthians 13
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
9For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
2003-05-02 09:08 | User Profile
Originally posted by Texas Dissident@May 2 2003, 08:26 ** 1 Corinthians 13
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
9For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. **
Amen, TD.
I meant no uncharity to our brother, Wintermute, who I hope will take my comment as a fraternal kick in the pants.
I would add that as our Lord said, "it is better to light one little candle than to curse the darkness."
OD is our little candle.
And there are others, like VDARE, Ranch Rescue, Border Patrol, the good folks behind vouchers and CCW laws - all legal acts in furtherance of our interests. Things are bad but certainly not hopeless. There is cause for hope.
Have a little faith. And never, ever fall victim to all-consuming anger and hatred. Never give up on love for our people and indeed for all of the human family of nations - "in their families, in their lands, with their languages."
Wintermute, if I am to understand you correctly, our people survived three Ice Ages, several total collapses of their civilizations, wars, famines, pestilences, plagues, invasions, slavery, genocide - but you're giving up hope because a bunch of Likudniks run our media.
Chin up, man!
Much love,
Walter
2003-05-02 11:40 | User Profile
Okie:
That's:
perspicacity (noun) -
the capacity to assess situations or circumstances shrewdly and to draw sound conclusions Synonyms: judgment, judgement, sound judgment, sound judgement
intelligence manifested by being astute (as in business dealings) Synonyms: shrewdness, astuteness, perspicaciousness
(& I think that's the first compliment you've ever paid to me. I'll take it!, ho ho...) :punk:
2003-05-02 12:11 | User Profile
Originally posted by wintermute@May 1 2003, 22:59 ** Having given up all hope, I can say that I feel one hundred percent better. How beautiful the world is, even our broken, decaying world. And how lovely all the people are.**
Now that the light has dawned, the following should become evident:
Our "race" is the Pack - and our mission is the in-gathering.
Leave the Kattle to the Herd - and rejoice in the home-coming of the precious Few.
2003-05-02 12:53 | User Profile
Originally posted by Walter Yannis@May 2 2003, 00:44 Christianity is profoundly nationalistic to the core of its being. Man is a corporate animal. You mistake the atomized, secular Calvinism of our own time for the vital national Churches of old.
Guelphs vs. Ghibellines - the Emperor as insurgent.
Saxons and Canossa - the Emperor as lacrimose lackey.
Lord spare us Christian "nationalism".
2003-05-02 14:23 | User Profile
Originally posted by wintermute@May 2 2003, 00:59 ** It sounds very peaceful, the planet devoid of men, wandering through the ether. If only the thousands of years of human degradation between now and then could be foreshortened . . .
**
Didn't Charlton Heston already do that flick? If there is any doubt about your assimilation, this bleary-eyed stare into the nether regions of your navel clears it up. Portnoy couldn't have done it any better.
I did not become "incensed" by your judgement on dispensationalism, or even notice it. Reading it for the first time, I'll note again as I did earlier in the aforementioned "Kathy" discussion that you seem to conflate dispensationalist beliefs with Christianity. Apocalyptic prophesy is just that to most believers, and your insistence that all Christians are zombified zealots acting out scenarios from Left Behind is either naive or intentionally misleading to those you have "affected".
Sick stuff, indeed.
2003-05-02 20:19 | User Profile
Damn, Wintermute!
Quaaludes are for temporary relief of insomnia only! Buck up, trooper. Things ain't as bad as all that.
Anyway, as to my straying from the path of sweetness and light, the short version is found in Churchill's famous opinion that "anyone who is not a liberal at 20 has no heart, but anyone who is not a conservative at age 30 has no brain."
I used to be properly scandalized when grandma would refer to blacks as "coloreds" or "Negroes." I even voted for the drunken fool Ann Richards in a bout of idiocy once.
Part of the awakening was the start of my taxpaying career. When you see exactly how much the gubbmint steals from you every month, it tends to blow off one's rose colored specs in a hurry on matters of social welfare. This trend was accelerated by an incident at a local supermarket during my days as a malnourished student. Some welfare momma whipped out the old LoneStar card (an insulting name if there ever was one) and piled up $300 worth of junk food on the conveyor belt, including some "40s" and a carton or two of smokes. When told that these latter items were not covered under the state's horn-of-plenty program, she was unfazed and proceed to pay for these necessities in cash. Opening her wallet revealed that it was stuffed with $20 bills! At that moment, with my week's supply of generic goods and Top Ramen (anything you can get 8 of for $1 isn't worth eating, by the way) in hand, I literally felt any remaining vestige of liberalism depart from me as if drop-kicked.
The massacres at Ruby Ridge and Waco were also key events for me, although not at the time they happened. When I looked beyond the superficial propaganda surrounding these events (Ambush at Ruby Ridge and The Ashes of Waco were good starting points) the truly monstrous nature of what was perpetrated on those poor folks hit me. Even more disturbing was that it didn't seem to bother anyone around me.
Texans and gun control don't mix either.
What finally cemented my views on paleoism, WN and racialism was the campaign and election of 2000. By this time I was ready to see just about anything except Clinton in the White House, even a tapeworm. Unfortunately, that's just what we got. W's blatant pandering and "compassionate conservatism" mantra made me want to hurl, as did Rush Limbaugh, no explanation needed.
Since the entirety of talk radio had overnight become a neocon wasteland, I found the evil internet of use as well. I used to get the ADV broadcasts, which at first were scandalous, but made a lot more sense after doing research of my own. VDare and AmRen were helpful. Even though they may be the "Lite Beer" of racialism, they were still helpful in that I could see they were missing something and resolved to dig further.
I guess the trait of being just plain stubborn had a lot to do with my views as well. When the culture, from the one-eyed Jew tube on down is telling me that black=white, up is down and 2+2=5 on matters of race and just about everything else of national importance, I dig in my heels, given that nothing I was being force-fed squared in any way with what I observed in day-to-day reality. Chalk it up to being a pig-headed SOB. :angry:
2003-05-04 05:53 | User Profile
Even though the thread done lost its focus...
This is abbreviated and includes a very beloved lurker.
There are those of us who hate "paleo" and "conservative" both but we can't be anything else. So we live with it. We served in the military during the Vietnam years, lived frugal like our ancesters, voted as if it made sense and woke up one morning noticing that Pod People had taken over the country.
In either heavy industry or self-employed, libertarian politics was the first awakening over 25 years ago. It's hard to be a sole proprietor of a business or work a blast furnace and not like Atlas Shrugged. Since we did both it was a natural.
Everyone likes to knock the old lady, but Ayn Rand was the "start" for almost every racially aware white we know. We were lucky enough to see her for ourselves before she died and even luckier to learn her what real motivations might have been. Way before Kevin MacDonald and evolutionary psychology, we sensed the tribe at the heart of libertarianism. Neocons have nothing on the libertarians and we got to see it up close long, long ago.
Since then we've learned lots more, and probably can still learn plenty from the people on this fine forum, even when (especially when?) they bicker and make us think.
Okay, back to the squabble at hand.
2003-05-04 16:04 | User Profile
I was mired in the punk rock and drug scene here in San Francisco for many years. When I finally cleaned up my act I purchased a computer (most valuable thing I ever bought). The first thing I did was access the white pride movement. I think I punched in "white pride world wide", or some such, and the rush of adrenaline I received when stormfront materialized was probably the beginning of my awakening. It was the old stormfront and the first thread I read was a rage filled post every other word of which was "negro". Not what I was looking for. I ended up over at the old Freerepublic where I spent a few years until I was finally banned, probably the second day after the advent of "sidebar administrators" or whatever it is that they call themselves. I have read a great deal over the years, even as an addled San Francisco anarcho-drug-addict, and I was always very much turned off by the anti-White message coming from the left. No one stuck up for white heritage. I am naturally loyal and therefore I never could digest leftwing philosophy. It took the internet to expose me to suppressed paleo-con views; and then it all fell seamlessly into place, the mortar here being the truth. I plan to go down fighting to the bitter end. I consider to battle to be almost completely one of education at this point, or deprogramming our people from the self-hatred induced judeoliberal media, however you want to put it. So I work on white people I meet, one at a time. I spend money on books for them. Argue with them gently but stubbornly. I have had some successes, enough to make it interesting. All of my success has come with political conservatives. The liberals are hopeless.
2003-05-04 18:19 | User Profile
My story is pretty trivial. I grew up in one of the muslim republics of the Soviet Union in a overwhelmingly "white" town that was pretty new and created to man one of the valuable military-related plants, and as a result they assembled and attracted a spectrum of technicians and professionals from all over the Soviet Union. Hence my quotes around "white" -- there were many ethnicities beside the Slavs: Tartars, Germans, Jews, Koreans. Not too many locals, but quite a few of them around, diffusing through from the localities nearby.
I am not sure why, but there were very many Germans, we used to joke around April 20th that they celebrated Hitler's birthday. There was no tension and Germans were quite respected as a clean, fair and honest nation. It's only the Jews who hate Germans (and the rest of humanity I may add). Koreans were exiled by Stalin to Central Asia and Kazakhstan, that's one of the reasons why they were around. Koreans were a hardworking, clean and polite and had no problems with anyone. Tartars were another story. The ones called "Kazan" Tartars were OK, but the "Crimean" ones were a menace to society. That's one of the most rude, hostile, greedy and backstabbing nations. They were hated universally. So I grew up in a cocktail, aware of differences and not feeling like a fat dumb "majority". During the day preceding a government holiday, when more "natives" would visit the town (an oasis of cleanliness and shopping the way they saw it) we'd go in packs to shake down those of our age for change in a nearby park or streets around the shopping areas, thus asserting our turf. Many of the "natives" would tape a Stalin's portrait to the rear window of their cars. They liked him because he was feared. Those were Brezhnev times, with the Brezhnev policies of promoting local cadres, which meant that all top positions had a "native" face, and that they were given preferences for all promotions, while all technical work was done by "whites". "Natives" were lazy and were slacking off at work. But it was good enough for them, since they were guaranteed a spot during a promotion. There were called a "minority" even though they lived in their own republics where they were majority. In Russian they were called a funny acronym, "natzmen", from "natzionalnoe menshinstvo" or "national minority". The association of "natzmen" with nazism wasn't lost -- minorities were racist.
As far as the propaganda of multi culti was concerned, the Soviet Union was a "brotherhood" of national cultures, with all cultures being equal. The official propaganda didn't have much success though. The ethnic problems in Russia weren't and aren't of any lower scale than in the US, but what different is that the majority isn't brainwashed enough to believe in multiculti and diversity.
Fast forward to 1999. I was apolitical in the US. Watching TV a lot, loving "Seinfeld" etc, not paying attention to Jewish machinations etc. Then came the Yugoslavia bombing that hit too close to home, and the propaganda accompanying it that was too obvious and psychotic. I came upon a link to FR when browsing gun-related web sites. What made me post there was the anti-Russian propaganda and hysteria. Months later I noticed the anti-gentile hatred professed by Jews. The rest is history.
2003-05-04 23:03 | User Profile
I was born and reared in a wealthy, predominantly Jewish suburb of New York. My Mother's family came from NE, of old German and English stock, and I would visit every Summer to learn to love the land- dig out pivots, pitch hay, all of the cliches. It was an immensely valuable lesson of life, and ever since has taught me to disdain the plastic Yuppie mentality. The German part of my family kept in contact with the Germans still in Germany. That side had members fighting for both sides in WWII. Though they were of the Lindbergh political persuasion, if the country called, they felt it their duty to serve- even against their removed family. Typical Germans. To be called disloyal was to the supreme insult, simply unthinkable to them. I had the opportunity to meet several of the German veterans who had since relocated. I'll never forget some of the films that I saw, or conversations with them. They would not speak freely in front of my full on Irish father as he was not fully trustworthy.:lol:
As such, I was never fully domesticated into the Court History of the War, or the correct atitudes towards the "victims." Their statements to me, never bloodthirsty, were proven in my own experiences in my Jewish town, and later throughout life.
However, I never devoted much thought to it until college and later, when I saw, courtesy of the "They Live" glasses bequethed to me by Family, the, to me, overt machinations and manipulations of the Tribe. Regardless, it was not until FR that I became fully activated. I had always been a "paleo", but I had thought this just meant conservative. When I saw the vile and viscious lies and fabrications by the usual suspects re Buchanan, Germany, and Israel on that site, the factory turned out another conscious anti-dendite. Funny thing is, I had always nominally supported Israel prior.
Again, months spent on FR results in a conscious epiphany that years of experience had not fostered.
2003-05-05 02:16 | User Profile
My first introduction to politics was in my summer following my sophomore year of high school (1991). I had become a pop-environmentalist adherent, thinking it was great because pop-environmentalism was "de rigeur" in the early 1990's. I loved nature (and still do); that was the main reason I involved myself in it. Of course, the political ramifications followed suit. After reading a copy of "Sierra" magazine at my local library, I received a subscription to it not too long after that. I never truly understood the politics behind p.e.; to me, all it meant was reading "10 Things You Can Do To Save The Earth".
In my junior year of high school, I started watching shows like "Meet The Press" and "McLaughlin Group". I also started writing my own news story op-eds, all political-and-newsworthy-based. I followed the 1992 Presidential race closely; I rooted for Bill Clinton. I liked Clinton because I believed he would change things for the better in America. Hell; I was only 16 years old. In those days, the public schools hadn't really been totally saturated with p.c. ideology. I remember disliking H. Ross Perot for some odd reason that right now as I write this I still have no clue as to why I didn't like him. I remember being so angry at Mary Matalin for making anti-Clinton remarks that got all over the news. I was so happy for Clinton when he won the Presidency in 1992. I even remembered watching his Inauguration in school that following January. That was my senior year in high school.
Around that time, I had become aware of Rush Limbaugh, but never listened to him. After I graduated from high school in June 1993, I began to discover conservatism by beginning to listen to talk radio during my summer days off, right before I went to college. I began listening to Limbaugh, and then G. Gordon Liddy. By the time I had started college, I always made sure I had on Limbaugh. Then sometime in late fall of 1993, I discovered a treasure after Limbaugh. His name was Bob Grant. I found to him to be more entertaining than Rush but also a bit more hardcore in his conservatism. He spoke on issues that really represented the common man, at least to myself. Limbaugh no longer seemed exciting, even if I continued to watch his TV show. Grant made me a devoted listener to talk radio, and at that time I began reading "National Review", both current and past issues. I remember being in awe of reading the early 1970's issues my library still had in the reference room. I not only identified with conservatism but I also registered myself as a Republican in late 1994.
With all of this going on, college seemed like another world. No one was conservative-minded at college, and it wasn't until my junior year there that I really saw how eerie college life can be when your viewpoints don't blend in with the professors. I had a teacher who was a White Male (Italian), who was very critical of Whites, yet praised the Black Man to the heavens. One time I actually snapped at him and I was clenching my teeth and pulling on the bar on my seat as he tried to belittle me through one of his personal lectures. My senior year I had a teacher who was another White-basher, and this one had such a flamish demeanor I kept my perceptions to myself. I even had the balls to tell him that the Whites in Boston had a right to defend themsevles during the busing incidents in the mid-1970's. My graduation was nothing but pure P.C. b.s.: the dean of students (??) telling everyone how he welcomed all the immigrants to America and how it is a good thing. There was a rabbi there to give us a blessing (I completely ignored him). A winner of some students award who was a Puerto Rican and said we should all become "multicultural" and if we weren't, well, I don't remember what came out of his mouth. Another guy said what he thought of Tiger Woods. What a great graduation ceremony!!
At this time, I was becoming well aware of the anti-White attitudes so persistent at college. Not surprisingly, my senior year of college I began to use the internet heavily, and began looking at skinhead and White nationalist websites. One of my favorite places to go was the hatemail section of some "exposing of Nazis" website. I discovered Stormfront not too long after that.
By that time, I had stopped reading National Review. I was now getting almost all of my information from the internet. I also stopped listening to Rush but continued to listen to Grant, although by this time his pro-Israel, pro-Chosen, pro-ZOG attitudes were beginning to grate on me.
SFOF was the first message board I regularly posted on. I was stunned when it was shutting down, but not long before OD came along. By now, I stopped listening to Grant and talk radio in general. I was tired of left-right ying-yangs. Michael Hoffman II was an inspiration to me because of some of his writings. Then I discovered other sites, like VDARE, VNN and FAEM.
As of now, OD is where I live. I continue to visit SF, VNN and FAEM on a daily basis. My paleo family is with me.
2003-05-19 06:46 | User Profile
Originally posted by Ragnar@May 3 2003, 23:53 ** Even though the thread done lost its focus...
This is abbreviated and includes a very beloved lurker.
There are those of us who hate "paleo" and "conservative" both but we can't be anything else. So we live with it. We served in the military during the Vietnam years, lived frugal like our ancesters, voted as if it made sense and woke up one morning noticing that Pod People had taken over the country.
In either heavy industry or self-employed, libertarian politics was the first awakening over 25 years ago. It's hard to be a sole proprietor of a business or work a blast furnace and not like Atlas Shrugged. Since we did both it was a natural.
Everyone likes to knock the old lady, but Ayn Rand was the "start" for almost every racially aware white we know. We were lucky enough to see her for ourselves before she died and even luckier to learn her what real motivations might have been. Way before Kevin MacDonald and evolutionary psychology, we sensed the tribe at the heart of libertarianism. Neocons have nothing on the libertarians and we got to see it up close long, long ago.
Since then we've learned lots more, and probably can still learn plenty from the people on this fine forum, even when (especially when?) they bicker and make us think.
Okay, back to the squabble at hand. **
You must not know a lot of racially aware whites then. Let's leave this yiddish schmaltz in the garbage where it belongs.
2003-05-19 21:04 | User Profile
Both of my parents are fairly non political although both have leanings for the independence movement. I discovered a few years back that some of my relatives, mostly deceased now, on both sides of the family served in the Dansk Freikorps, and the Dansk resistance movement to Allied occupation shortly after the war but this had no impact upon my thinking although I am inspired very deeply by the sacrifices and pride they show.
Instead, I was brought to my current way of life via the skinhead counter culture which I joined when I was 12 while my family lived in London. At that point I listened to the non political Oi! Bands like The Last Resort, The Business, Cockney Rejects, 4-Skins, Blitz etc. I was attracted to that stuff simply because I liked the fact that it was a real alternative to the mindless youth cults focused upon drugs and negrophilia and an honest expression of working class anger and pride. While I disliked all the negative aspects of Congoid and the various Asian cultures I was forced to confront I was not expressly racial. About that time a libertarian teacher I had I had noted that I disliked social democracy and gave me some Von Hayek books (Constitution of Liberty, Road to Serfdom etc.) which struck a cord with me.
After school I often went to a popular clobber gear (skinhead stuff) shop called the Last Resort and got to know some National Front skins who introduced me to a very charismatic pensioner named Albert Mariner that was latter murdered by a Congoid/ anti racist mob during a NF rally. During the course of the next year I realized that the anti-racists had no real arguments, were over privileged middle class kids, violent cowards only attacking when then had a massive advantage and foul smelling drug addicts with mental problems which made become serious about getting informed politically. I met a skin that had a wonderful library who gave me some LeBon, Pendel and old corporatist stuff which really started to throw my libertarian notions into question. Oddly enough, this same skin also had journals put out by Faroese NS groups which previously I was never aware of. The reading the material he gave me made me conclude that the Hitler cultists were no solution and that what mattered was folkish restoration although it took a lot of years for that understanding to be transformed into a coherent ideology.
During my younger days in England and a two year stint in the D.C. area I got into the normal activist routine of selling nationalist tabloids, going to rallies which always ended in Afro/Asian/anti racist/police instigated violence and going to watch RAC bands. I liked the comradeship, the music and the adrenaline rush that came with endless street fights with leftist thugs, drug dealers and alien gangs. Eventually I realized that such activities led nowhere and I noted that the scene was becoming more thugish and less honest as time went by prompting me to give up on the whole boot boy thing although I still know some people into it and still like some of the music.
Slowly, I wound up being what I am today with everything being a pretty slow progression. The only time I thought of giving it all up was when an arson attack on the mainland family home killed one of my infant twins 14 years back. In the end I decided against surrendering my principles.
2003-05-19 21:05 | User Profile
Having read rban's comments in this thread I for one would be delighted to see him leave this forum. I am not upset that he's troll of dubious mental stability or that pushes ideas that are destructive and patently absurd. I am not anti Indian as I like the food and classical Indian music quite a bit. What does bother me is the virulent anti Slavic hatred that permeates so much of his posts combined with the stereotypical whining that one sees in any "anti-racist" fanatic and constant blather about his superiority and the need for our nations to submit his bizarre domination. I don't take him seriously but he is very annoying and a detriment to productive discourse. I suggest that we stop responding to his inanities in the hopes that he will seek other sources of ego gratification else where.
2003-05-19 21:05 | User Profile
To my old friend Wintermute I say that your severe pessimism with respect to the general state of the world is very unfounded and counter productive. I see a great many good things happening in many parts of the world and I can only be cheered to know that the current order is so fatally flawed that it's internal inconsistencies will destroy it. What cheers the heart is reading uplifting but thoughtful stuff like Pareto, good music, the companionship of friends and family and regular activism on behalf of our noble cause. Depression feeds on itself and will consume you if let it.
2003-05-19 22:24 | User Profile
Originally posted by triskelion@May 19 2003, 15:04 ** The only time I thought of giving it all up was when an arson attack on the mainland family home killed one of my infant twins 14 years back. In the end I decided against surrendering my principles. **
My condolences to you. I do not know what it is like to lose a child, and hope to never find out. I've never met anyone displaying the same unshakeable integrity that you do.
2003-05-19 23:07 | User Profile
Thank you for your kind words. I must state however that I am far less importaint then a great many noble comrades, living and dead, I have had the honor to know and i aspire to live more fully by the examples they gave to faith, folk and family. In the end all that matters is the ideals you hold and your willingness to submit your life to them.