I read over a few posts today when I had a few spare moments. One stood out as very bitter, defeatist and unfortunately somewhat typical. Not to repeat tired details you've all heard before but it was the usual "all is lost", followed by "everyone is scum" and touched up with "nothing ever works..."

The post referred to the movement the way I've heard it talked about hundreds of times from scores of people. I want to start by asking the question, what is the movement? What are they talking about? I thought I was part of the movement in a sense but the deeper I look into the mountain of complaints and long declarations of utter defeat, I see that I am certainly not. My network of friends and supports don't share the problems I hear people lament over until the late hours of the night. Whatever they are going on and on about, I don't feel as though myself and my associates are linked to it in any way.

This isn't a slam against one particular person. However, there is a scummy film of defeatism settled over the web. It doesn't exist in the real world. If you are an enemy agent reading this after spreading the viral defeatist, note that your intel is incorrect. Most people don't feel discouraged.

Let's get off the enemy agent thing. I get sick of the "mossad agent under my bed" types. What you generally have are people who see the collapse of a social network as the "downfall of the movement." Someone's organization dies on the vine, a skinhead crew has an internal feud, someone "important" flees to the other side, ect---none of it is a disaster. Very few people get imprisoned for what we do and even fewer are killed. Check how other revolutions have gone.

I talk to people. I run across all types in my part of the country. Let me ask you a question, was phase #1 to get the message out? If you think so, then that was, is and continues to be a success. Man might be able to escape death one day far in the future but he'll never escape truth. The truth has gotten around like you wouldn't believe. A lot of you "TCP/IP only" types would be shocked at the people I hear talking about the message. They couldn't tell you who leads the local Klan or what website is the most popular on the internet, but they can tell you the problems with their lands and who is to blame.

And TV still damns us no matter what... Boo-Hoo. If thousands of our people were burning the white house down, as long as the media is around, they'll be saying that "America rejects hate." No enemy in history has offered to help distribute the other side's propaganda. Do you promote and pass along anti-white Jewish propaganda? What makes you think they'll ever tell your side of the story?

Then you have organization problems. Years ago, the Georgia unit of the National Alliance broke up over some underhanded phone campaigns. NOBODY died. Almost everyone kept being active in some form or another. A few left. Ten more took their places. Nobody shed a tear. New flags, new leaders, same fight.

Most people who blab about the "bowel movement" (a disgusting Jewish scat reference), are the TCP/IP only bunch. They rarely venture into real world activism, organizing or networking. When they do, they bring their same life failures with them as they've littered their life's path with. The problem is when people mistake their opinions as valuable ones.

Revolution, when it's done right, is like getting a girl pregnant. If you are white about it, once you've done it, you're going to be a father of something that is on it's way, no matter how you great or horrible you feel about it. You can run away with a smoke stream of excuses trailing behind you but what is taking form is taking form. If you aren't man enough to except what comes out, then you aren't man enough to put anything in. Same thing with revolution. Don't stand here if you aren't a fighter. Decide at once. Run or fight. Stick it out and make something beautiful and be prepared to die with it.

The old days of keyboard revolutionaries are quickly approaching their closure. The boasting in the mead hall is over, the shouting across the battlefield is coming to and end. It's time to get in that shield wall and hold the line. If you were complaining the night before the battle, you are the last person I want next to me in the shield wall when the battle music starts to echo from the field.

Food for thought.