cyborg
02-23-2008, 03:45 PM
Comrades:
I just returned from American Renaissance, or, as my wife calls it, "the Renaissance Festival", in Herndon, Virginia. I was not there as an attendee. A old, very good friend of mine -- really, one of my best friends -- "Jarl", from the radio show -- was there (I don't fully understand why; apparently some friends of his were there, etc), and I went up to see him and have dinner. Apparently, many of the Stormfronters didn't realize Jarl is one of my best friends, and much amusement followed.
Some observations:
Jared Taylor's conference is not a white event. In fact, at least one out of five of the attendees were either Mexican, dark-skinned Hindu Dravidians, east Asians, Arabs / Turks, or Jewish caricatures that could have come off the pages of Der Sturmer. I took several clandestine photos of groups of non-whites hanging around the halls and in Jared party room, and will get them on the web soon.
I have never been to a white event with such a large propotion of non-white people; frankly, it was mud city.
Second, I was able to see, first hand, most of the staff of Stormfront, and particularly Jamie Kelso and "Jack Boot", whose real name escapes me. Some observations of those two:
Jamie Kelso's head is unnaturally small. He also walks around with a sack full of computer hard drives and other equipment, whose utility to him I do not fully understand. He flutters and flaps his hands like a queer and speaks in such a way that I am confirmed in my belief he is either homosexual or a pedophile.
Jack Boot, the "fearsome" moderator of Stormfront looks like a giant dung beetle. He is a hunched over old man, mostly bald, with clumps of scraggly, unkempt black hair. From his facial structure and coloration he looks like he developed out of one of the multi-ethnic sewers of the New Jersey / New York slums; I'm going to guess he describes himself as an Italian or other Eastern Mediterranean, with clear Levantine features. The presumption of a creepy rotten hairy hunchback like that to have ever spoken against me defies words.
I got the chance to observe several other Stormfronters, and, as I noted to Jarl, many of them were wearing the kind of hats, thick glasses and brown rain coats one would expect to see from flashers or men browsing adult book stores.
I also saw several people I know to be recently released felons or people with habitual drug / drinking problems who are facing serious crimes, "cleaned up" and wearing cheap sport coats and slacks, along with long-sleeved shirts that barely covered their tattoos. Mixed in with them were a lot of neurotic cleaner-cut (but not "clean cut") types that look like either Washington policy wonks or guys who write for VDARE.
Seeing this, it really made me reflect what a farce Taylor "erudite" meeting is. Many -- not all, but many -- of those who attended were just turds wrapped in shiny paper -- they may look "good", but inside, they're still turds. From my view, its better to have people who are valuable on the inside wearing uniforms and showing the swastika than to have a bunch of turds sitting around trying not to stink. Taylor disagrees, but he's wrong, and fuck him for thinking otherwise.
The other thing that really caught me about the Stormfronters and the VDARE types was the absolute cowardice of these keyboard commandos. I was told some stories that illustrate my point:
Apparently, my sitting in the hotel's lounge caused a big stir. The rumor spread quickly through the hotel that "Bill White was sitting in the lounge". Yet I sat there for an hour and a half (Jarl was delayed) without a single person coming up to me. When Jarl arrived, at least five people independently told him that "Bill White is sitting in the lounge" and whispered about "what should we do about it?" Jarl asked where I was, and, without the Stomrfronters realizing he is one of my best friends and my reason for having gone there, a small mob of Stormfront sheep formed, all whispering "Jarl is going to confront Bill White", and hiding behind him, following around, hoping to see some sparks fly.
Of course, the ugly looks Jarl got when he shook my hand and sat down to talk to me were hilarious. Further, "Jack Boot", who was terrified to say anything to me, later took him aside and told him "you're wasting your breath with that guy", as if I haven't known Jarl for something like eight or nine years.
As we chatted, there was an interesting phenomenon of people who came out of the conference area to "tell me off", and then chickened out and walked away. One writer from VDARE in particular stands out, though the same scene was repeated with at least four different individuals. Because they never said anything, and may have just wanted to "say hi", I will not name them, but I will describe the behavior:
Individual comes walking out of the conference area purposefully. He walks up to where I'm sitting. He raised his hand, points his finger, and starts to move his lip. Then he stops, purses his lips like he just thought better of it, smiles a big shit eating grin, then walks away hurriedly, as if afraid.
I am told I have a presence, in person, which frightens or intimidates people. I'm assuming that's what happened, because we weren't exactly sitting in the middle of things. In fact, several other people in full suits, including Taylor, started walking up to us like they had something to say, then played it off by walking into the swimming pool area, standing around for a moment, and then walking back, trying to ignore us. It happened so much we actually got up and walked into the swimming pool area to see if something was going on there we didn't know about.
Given all of that, and the comments that were relayed to me about how people wanted to "confront" me, but were afraid to do so, I have lost all respect for these Stormfront nitwits. The lot of them are a bunch of lemming cowards.
Now, I will admit, my first instinct, upon seeing Jamie Kelso, was to throw him into a wall and pound his unnatural small skull until it bled in exchange for the nonsense he has posted about me on Stormfront in the past, and I didn't, but I had also agreed to respect Taylor's conference as a neutral space and not get anyone I knew there in trouble by disrupting it, so I bit my tongue. And while I talked badly about Kelso, I did not whisper about how "someone should confront him". I did take some pictures of Jack Boot so a friend of mine who has been banned from Stormfront will have a chance to make good on his threats to "punch him in the face" when he next sees him, but that is the limit of that.
American Renaissance is a truly degenerate and anti-white piece of politicking that I am glad to avoid. If you think that the white race needs to ally with Jews and muds from the four corners of Asia to achieve our racial goals, or you want to share your mastubatory fantasies about eight year olds with other men in long rain coats, I strongly encourage you to attend. If you are a complete social reject who wants people to accept you -- murderer, rapist, pedophile and all -- as long as you wear a suit, then its a place you should go. If you are ashamed of the true Aryan faith and want to hide the eternal sun in a cloak of eternal darkness, while seeking the "respectability" of the cthonic forces of modernism, its a good place to be. But if you are a white person and a National Socialist who is not ashamed of either God or right, then steer far clear of Taylor's pseudo-intellectual farce.
I harbor no illusions that Taylor had any real influence, even among the "extremist" Republicans and radical "right-wingers" he courts. He may be able to deceive foreigners into thinking he represents the modern white movement, but the majority of American white activists I saw at his conference were lunatics, wash-ups and has-beens. There were a few good guys there, but it is not the center of the American white movement anywhere but in the dementia-ridden minds of its aging attendees.
Bill White, Commander
American National Socialist Workers Party
http://vnnforum.com/showthread.php?t=67389
What amusing WN specimens!
I just returned from American Renaissance, or, as my wife calls it, "the Renaissance Festival", in Herndon, Virginia. I was not there as an attendee. A old, very good friend of mine -- really, one of my best friends -- "Jarl", from the radio show -- was there (I don't fully understand why; apparently some friends of his were there, etc), and I went up to see him and have dinner. Apparently, many of the Stormfronters didn't realize Jarl is one of my best friends, and much amusement followed.
Some observations:
Jared Taylor's conference is not a white event. In fact, at least one out of five of the attendees were either Mexican, dark-skinned Hindu Dravidians, east Asians, Arabs / Turks, or Jewish caricatures that could have come off the pages of Der Sturmer. I took several clandestine photos of groups of non-whites hanging around the halls and in Jared party room, and will get them on the web soon.
I have never been to a white event with such a large propotion of non-white people; frankly, it was mud city.
Second, I was able to see, first hand, most of the staff of Stormfront, and particularly Jamie Kelso and "Jack Boot", whose real name escapes me. Some observations of those two:
Jamie Kelso's head is unnaturally small. He also walks around with a sack full of computer hard drives and other equipment, whose utility to him I do not fully understand. He flutters and flaps his hands like a queer and speaks in such a way that I am confirmed in my belief he is either homosexual or a pedophile.
Jack Boot, the "fearsome" moderator of Stormfront looks like a giant dung beetle. He is a hunched over old man, mostly bald, with clumps of scraggly, unkempt black hair. From his facial structure and coloration he looks like he developed out of one of the multi-ethnic sewers of the New Jersey / New York slums; I'm going to guess he describes himself as an Italian or other Eastern Mediterranean, with clear Levantine features. The presumption of a creepy rotten hairy hunchback like that to have ever spoken against me defies words.
I got the chance to observe several other Stormfronters, and, as I noted to Jarl, many of them were wearing the kind of hats, thick glasses and brown rain coats one would expect to see from flashers or men browsing adult book stores.
I also saw several people I know to be recently released felons or people with habitual drug / drinking problems who are facing serious crimes, "cleaned up" and wearing cheap sport coats and slacks, along with long-sleeved shirts that barely covered their tattoos. Mixed in with them were a lot of neurotic cleaner-cut (but not "clean cut") types that look like either Washington policy wonks or guys who write for VDARE.
Seeing this, it really made me reflect what a farce Taylor "erudite" meeting is. Many -- not all, but many -- of those who attended were just turds wrapped in shiny paper -- they may look "good", but inside, they're still turds. From my view, its better to have people who are valuable on the inside wearing uniforms and showing the swastika than to have a bunch of turds sitting around trying not to stink. Taylor disagrees, but he's wrong, and fuck him for thinking otherwise.
The other thing that really caught me about the Stormfronters and the VDARE types was the absolute cowardice of these keyboard commandos. I was told some stories that illustrate my point:
Apparently, my sitting in the hotel's lounge caused a big stir. The rumor spread quickly through the hotel that "Bill White was sitting in the lounge". Yet I sat there for an hour and a half (Jarl was delayed) without a single person coming up to me. When Jarl arrived, at least five people independently told him that "Bill White is sitting in the lounge" and whispered about "what should we do about it?" Jarl asked where I was, and, without the Stomrfronters realizing he is one of my best friends and my reason for having gone there, a small mob of Stormfront sheep formed, all whispering "Jarl is going to confront Bill White", and hiding behind him, following around, hoping to see some sparks fly.
Of course, the ugly looks Jarl got when he shook my hand and sat down to talk to me were hilarious. Further, "Jack Boot", who was terrified to say anything to me, later took him aside and told him "you're wasting your breath with that guy", as if I haven't known Jarl for something like eight or nine years.
As we chatted, there was an interesting phenomenon of people who came out of the conference area to "tell me off", and then chickened out and walked away. One writer from VDARE in particular stands out, though the same scene was repeated with at least four different individuals. Because they never said anything, and may have just wanted to "say hi", I will not name them, but I will describe the behavior:
Individual comes walking out of the conference area purposefully. He walks up to where I'm sitting. He raised his hand, points his finger, and starts to move his lip. Then he stops, purses his lips like he just thought better of it, smiles a big shit eating grin, then walks away hurriedly, as if afraid.
I am told I have a presence, in person, which frightens or intimidates people. I'm assuming that's what happened, because we weren't exactly sitting in the middle of things. In fact, several other people in full suits, including Taylor, started walking up to us like they had something to say, then played it off by walking into the swimming pool area, standing around for a moment, and then walking back, trying to ignore us. It happened so much we actually got up and walked into the swimming pool area to see if something was going on there we didn't know about.
Given all of that, and the comments that were relayed to me about how people wanted to "confront" me, but were afraid to do so, I have lost all respect for these Stormfront nitwits. The lot of them are a bunch of lemming cowards.
Now, I will admit, my first instinct, upon seeing Jamie Kelso, was to throw him into a wall and pound his unnatural small skull until it bled in exchange for the nonsense he has posted about me on Stormfront in the past, and I didn't, but I had also agreed to respect Taylor's conference as a neutral space and not get anyone I knew there in trouble by disrupting it, so I bit my tongue. And while I talked badly about Kelso, I did not whisper about how "someone should confront him". I did take some pictures of Jack Boot so a friend of mine who has been banned from Stormfront will have a chance to make good on his threats to "punch him in the face" when he next sees him, but that is the limit of that.
American Renaissance is a truly degenerate and anti-white piece of politicking that I am glad to avoid. If you think that the white race needs to ally with Jews and muds from the four corners of Asia to achieve our racial goals, or you want to share your mastubatory fantasies about eight year olds with other men in long rain coats, I strongly encourage you to attend. If you are a complete social reject who wants people to accept you -- murderer, rapist, pedophile and all -- as long as you wear a suit, then its a place you should go. If you are ashamed of the true Aryan faith and want to hide the eternal sun in a cloak of eternal darkness, while seeking the "respectability" of the cthonic forces of modernism, its a good place to be. But if you are a white person and a National Socialist who is not ashamed of either God or right, then steer far clear of Taylor's pseudo-intellectual farce.
I harbor no illusions that Taylor had any real influence, even among the "extremist" Republicans and radical "right-wingers" he courts. He may be able to deceive foreigners into thinking he represents the modern white movement, but the majority of American white activists I saw at his conference were lunatics, wash-ups and has-beens. There were a few good guys there, but it is not the center of the American white movement anywhere but in the dementia-ridden minds of its aging attendees.
Bill White, Commander
American National Socialist Workers Party
http://vnnforum.com/showthread.php?t=67389
What amusing WN specimens!