Archive for February, 2005
I talked below about my sister who moved into a rich community and began to denounce guns. I warned her that criminals LOVE an area that has plenty to steal and has no guns. As I explained, two black thugs went right into my sister’s house and beat up both her and her husband.
They got beat up because they fought back.
But after that incident my sister, having a healthy mind, immediately changed her whole attitude about guns.
She said so. She didn’t act like she was right all along. She just said she was wrong.
So what? We’re all wrong a lot.
The reason I bring this up is because I just called her and she reminded me of an incident I had forgotten. She’s my sister, and she is every bit as bashful as I am about admitting it when she makes a mistake.
The incident was this: before she moved into the wealthy community, her husband was abroad and she was worried about some men who were coming around to her house too often.
So she called me and said, “Bob, sleep here a couple of nights and bring your gun with you.”
I slept there a couple of nights and I brought my gun with me. I seem to remember her dealing with those guys downstairs while me and my gun were upstairs.
A protected woman is different from an unprotected woman. My sister is dangerous enough unprotected. With an armed brother upstairs she is enormously convincing.
My sister sent me on home. I had served my purpose.
And if I can serve that purpose again, I will be there in a flash.
I love it. I love facing bullies down.
I have bragged before that I once knocked a cop out cold who was beating women in an anti-busing march and they didn’t dare arrest me. I sort of wanted them to arrest me.
Every male reader will understand this:
I wanted it on record that I had coldcocked that SOB, truncheon and all.
But I was the publicity man for the march. Nobody in Louisville wanted to announce that I had knocked a cop out cold who was beating on women.
I was relieved that they didn’t arrest me. You carry any arrest throughout your life. But I also wanted it on the record that I coldcocked that SOB.
I HATE bullies.
And I want the world to know it.
My replies are marked “BOB” below:
I haven’t read any of the twin studies, but I religiously read every reunited-twins article I could get my hands on back in the ’80s. In some of these, it turned out that the boys’ girlfriends had the same first names! And that was just one item in a _long_ list of identical facts in their lives.
BOB: I pointed out that I saw those studies come to an abrupt end. Phil Donahue was interviewing a man who had reunited identical TRIPLETS separated at birth. They had been adopted into Protestant, Catholic, and Jewish families respectively and their environment was different in every way.
BOB: So the man who brought them together was reciting how exactly alike they were in every way despite their upbringing, and Donahue said, “So that proves heredity is more important than environment?”
BOB: The man reacted as if he had been slapped in the face. He knew that the next thing Donahue would do was to compare him to anaziwhowantedtokillsixmillionjews. HITLER was for heredity!
BOB: Those studies ended that day.
Action is being taken to correct the homosexuality problem.
BOB: They SAY it is being straightened out. Given the Church’s inaction on molestation before, I wouldn’t believe it.
BOB: There is an old saying: “By their works ye shall know them.”
Some Catholic dioceses are better than others about that: dioceses where the selection criteria are rigorous in order to screen out the homosexuals are the dioceses with _no_ recruitment problems. And bishops are being informed by both Rome and their laity and clergy that they’d better pay more attention to their priestly role than to their administrative functions.
There are some catches in the Protestant denominations, from Baptists to Episcopalians. Funny thing – there’s a flurry when they catch the malefactor, then the story, if it surfaces afterwards, almost always turns up as an itty-bitty item on page 27A (or the TV and radio equivalent).
People don’t understand that _anyone_ who works with children can be an abuser. There are some potentially _huge_ scandals in the public schools here in the U.S. And a lot of superintendents are used to playing musical teaching positions with their rotten apples.
BOB: You know my stand on professors. I would jail any of those superintendents without parole for life, too.
BOB: But two wrongs don’t make a right. The Pope has set the precedent whereby those who cause boy-molesting are totally unpunished if they are of high rank.
BOB: I cannot imagine anything more blatantly immoral than that. This senile Pope makes the Borgias look good.
Scott made some excellent points about my last blog entry, “Men and Women.”
Before I get to his points, I want to quote one statement he made:
“I believe some people could even have a higher tendency to murder.”
They do. Identical twins who were adopted by widely different parents at birth tended to commit the same crimes at the same age, and that can’t be a result of their environments.
Identical twins have identical genes. They even have the same fingerprints. So the ideal way of testing heredity versus environment is by tracking the many identical twins who were adopted into entirely different environments at birth.
Plenty of this has been done. Have you noticed that you NEVER hear about those studies?
If ANY of those studies came out in favor of environment over heredity, if ANY of them did, you would hear about that study every day. You don’t EVER hear about ANY of them.
Falwell, Robertson and the rest say homosexuality cannot be inherited because it is a sin, an act of will. As Scott points out, those same preachers insist that man is born of a sinful nature.
But these “Christians” are not satisfied with saving souls. They have to dictate cosmology and say the world was created in six days. They have to dictate medical research by saying a fertilized egg is as important as a five-year-old child. And they have to dictate genetics, too.
As to Scott’s point about boy-molesting priests, every all-male community fosters boy molesting. In the Victorian all-male “public” (meaning private) schools, almost every Senior Boy had a young bed-mate.
But a priest only molested little boys personally. Every Catholic bishop knew that some bishops were causing THOUSANDS of little boys to be molested by transferring boy-molesters from church to church. The bishops who knew about it, and ALL of them did, were as guilty as the bishops who did it, and those bishops were worse than the priests who did the molestation.
The entire Catholic episcopacy deserved life without parole.
Great Blog entry. Just a comment on homos…
Where Falwell, Robertson, et al go wrong is that even if homosexuality were inherited, and in some cases the tendency might be, it would still be a sin. They spend so much time insisting it’s not inherited, but out of the other corner of their mouth they say we are born with a sin nature, which is true. Everyone has a weakness. Everyone has a sin nature. I believe some people could even have a higher tendency to murder. Does this mean they will inevitably murder someone? Perhaps they have a hot temper and have a hard time controlling themselves. This doesn’t excuse them for murder… they would still go to jail. Not all hot-tempered people kill.
Why are so many priests child molesters? Could it be that many homos who want to repress their nature join the priesthood because of Catholicism’s arcane rules against priest marriage and, since they wouldn’t marry anyway, want to try and serve God that way? Some would naturally stray and, like many homos, their true nature would come out in the form of child molestation? Some might stay true and repress it all their lives, staying celibate, and good for them if they do! But either way, there is no excuse for homosexuality. They should still go to jail.
In a world gone mad, I have to keep stating what should be obvious.
This makes me feel a little crazy myself.
Anyway, here’s another point that should be obvious to a sane person:
The whole point of men and women is the children.
John Galbraith, a leading liberal, talked about “The Higher Economic Role of Women.”
In my review of his book in National Review, I suggested that he write a book entitled, A Higher Role Than Economics.
Oddly enough, Galbraith never replied to this suggestion.
Like all liberals and respectable conservatives Galbraith insisted that intelligent white women should dedicate their lives to being economic units.
Like all liberals and respectable conservatives, Galbraith felt that economically productive women should not be wasted producing children. We could IMPORT children from the third world.
Why not? According to liberal and respectable conservative theology, all children are equal. It’s all a matter of Conditioning. So why not let smart white women be Economic Producers while we bring in adopted third world children to be Conditioned Americans?
If they learn the Bible, who cares what color they are?
Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson agree that nothing can be inherited. They say God says so. They have both said over and over that if a tendency to homosexuality were inherited, homosexuality would not be a sin.
So God says there can be no inherited tendency toward homosexuality.
All the “Christians” tell us that there is nothing more Holy than adopting third world children. I insist that they have no right to do this, because they have no right to give away the country that belongs to white children.
Nobody will allow that point of view to be aired publicly, least of all the “conservative Christians.” So intelligent white women are either Economic Units or conduits for teaching the Bible.
What they are not is the mothers of a new generation of white children.
And, say liberals and respectable conservatives, the job of every man is to insist on this.
But the purpose of men and women is children, children who look like them.
There is nothing theoretical about heredity and environment. There is nothing theoretical about Wordism.
Wordism is genocide, and it makes no difference at all what the Word is.
This is a bit of institutional memory. I hope it doesn’t sound like I’m bragging, but I did spend fifty years in this fight, and I did do a lot of things.
I introduced Sam to Donald I. Warren’s book, Middle American Radicals (MARs).
In fact, Warren wrote the book because of me! Warren was a committed liberal, but he wrote Middle American Radicals because of a joint march in Washington, DC of anti-busing protestors and West Virginia textbook protestors. It was a grassroots solidarity march against the education establishment.
Warren’s book, Middle American Radicals, began with a description of that joint march.
Guess who thought of that joint march? Guess who spent months putting it together ?
Ole Bob. I had lunch with Warren when he came to DC.
Then, in 1982, I conceived and put together The New Right Papers for St. Martin’s Press, in my own name for once. Sam as always was ready to help, so I assigned him an article to be called, “Message from MARs” based on Warren’s idea of a populist revolt.
Sam did an excellent piece for the book on MARs. But he did a LOT more. As I keep telling my book team, nothing makes me happier than someone who takes an idea I give them and runs with it.
My motto for those who work with me has always been:
“I have three rules:
1) Do it
2) Do it -and
3) Do it.”
If you are working under me and screw up, I can take the heat.
Sam wasn’t working under me. Sam only worked under Sam. But he took the MARs concept and made it his own. He gave it a meaning I could not have conceived of.
You can get hold of The New Right Papers through inter-library loan or at any college library. It’s under my name. You can get a used copy cheap at Amazon or any other Internet bookseller. Sam’s article, “A Message From MARs,” is worth the price or trouble.
Bob, do YOU believe what Sam Francis supposedly may have said as quoted by a WN leader?
“Sam fearlessly grasped the racial issue from which so many, who knew better, shied away. He knew that we have less than 50 years to save North America from a successful Third World invasion which will engineer our minority status and our eventual replacement.”
Prophecy is a dangerous game to be sure for any of us. When you’re human, there are countless factors and intervening acts that affect any predictions, things no man has any control over at all.
I do not believe this. We may be deep into a bloody war within 50 years, but I don’t know of very many bi-racial couples, and ones I do know, or know of, have few, if any, children. Some have zero because they don’t want them to have to “exist in this hostile, racist world.” Which still equals not that many mixed-race people out of 6 or 7 billion people worldwide.
Musings to be sure.
Sam may have said that in a column. Those of us who write a lot have said almost everything. But Sam and I thought alike in almost everything, and we both despised the Panic Deadline.
I remember a lady who said in 1960 that no political planning mattered beyond the 1960 election. She said that if John Kennedy, a Catholic, won that election there would never be another election in America.
Every four years we heard, “This is the critical election in history. Nothing else matters.”
A lot of people make their living screaming about some Panic Deadline. It is a great fund-raising tool.
It is also immoral and just plain evil.
Sam and I were political STRATEGISTS. That meant that people who set Panic Deadlines rejected every bit of real, long-term planning we tried to do.
Fifty years from today, no matter what happens,the world will still be here. Fifty years from today, no matter what happens, our children will have to live in that world. Anybody who gives up on the world fifty years from now abandons them.
I am not about to do that. Sam was not about to do that.
Sam did not believe in a Panic Deadline four years from now or fifty years from now.
In fact, Sam would tell you that only an weakling and an idiot believes in ANY Panic Deadline.
From Middle American News
“Our allies in Europe.”
Our allies against WHAT?
Back when the Europeans were gracious enough to let us protect them from the Soviet Union at our own expense, the term “allies” was pretty silly. But what is this “allies” bit today?
Thinking about my conversations with Sam Francis, I realized a very obvious fact. Sam and I had taken on professors and beaten them routinely.
But when I ask our people to promote my book and claim the universities as their own, there is a resounding silence.
We are dealing with people who depend on some screaming preacher to tell them why the Bible allows them to be against bad things. They have to have an Old Testament quote to justify their natural repugnance at homosexuality.
Those preachers would not dare take on a professor face-to-face. Certainly people who depend on them would not. They talk about how wrong the professors are, but they never face the professors with that.
This is filed under “Bob.” I don’t feel sorry for Sam Francis. I feel sorry for me.
When Sam and I would see each other, we both heaved a sigh of relief. We were usually in the middle of a bunch of right-wingers both of us had been patronizing, and we both had a permanent case of being “tired all over” from patronizing them.
We would begin with a set of insults to each other and proceed downhill from there. Neither of us would crack a smile:
“They let just ANYBODY in here, don’t they?”
“I thought the same thing when I saw you here.”
Translation: That is how one male tells another that he can say any damn thing he wants to to him. When my brother sees me for the first time after a long time apart, he says something like,
“You STILL don’t know how to comb your hair.”
It meant “I love you, man” long before that phrase became popular, and it means a lot more.
Right-wingers will never know how much constant patronizing they require. It is a measure of Sam’s dedication and my dedication that we did it all the time, without a hint about how tiresome it was.
Right-wingers are a mass of inferiority complexes. Sam and I had none of them. He had a PhD. We had both met the “intellectuals” right-wingers feel inferior to and beat the hell out of them. We thought the “intellectuals” you felt inferior to were a laugh riot. He and I had both WRITTEN the dictionary definitions right-wingers argue about as if they were Holy Writ.
Sam and I worked together on Capitol Hill. We had WRITTEN the laws right-wingers talk about.
We knew everybody was just people, and we were both loyal to our own people. Not only did we not feel obligated to explain that, we thought people who tried to get God Almighty or Ayn Rand or some Libertarian Book to explain why one should have common sense was a laugh riot.
Sam and I would go somewhere and get unapologetically drunk.
Sam had a totally dry wit that I will miss terribly. He would sit, look out into nowhere, and tell me, without cracking a smile:
“I just heard the latest declaration from God Almighty.”
I would laugh my ass off.
Sorry, I’m not supposed to say “ass” am I? It might not be patronizing enough for some Deeply Christian right-wingers.
Give me a break here. I miss Sam.
Sam and I thought your inferiority complexes were hilarious. You said, “Left-wingers say they protect the weak. Well, we go nuts about the Rights of the Unborn. See? We’re more for weak and helpless than leftists are.”
But Sam and I laughed our butts off when even THAT was not enough to satisfy your desperation to prove you were more concerned with the helpless than leftists were.
You started going nuts over the rights of a fertilized egg.
THAT would prove you were equal to the leftists! If leftists were worried about the Poor and Downtrodden, by God, you could obsess over a fertilized human egg.
That’d show ‘em!
Sam is dead. He doesn’t have to make his living by patronizing you any more. So I am saying exactly what he would want me to.
Sam was from Chattanooga. He was an old Southerner with healthy instincts. He got an education that gave him a bunch of tools to work with. But it never occurred to him that he had to JUSTIFY the fact that he was a white man with healthy loyalties and healthy attitudes.
We both thought it was HILARIOUS to watch you desperately trying to prove that intellectuals were not superior to you because you had a Book, too. You needed to quote the Bible or Ayn Rand or some Libertarian book to justify the most common sense, healthy attitudes.
You had to have some preacher scream at you to justify your Defiance of Authority.
Sam and I had been there. We worked together on Capitol Hill. We WROTE those laws you quote. We took part in approving those judges you quote like the Voice of God. We had not the slightest respect for any of that crap.
Our theme was, “Will these clowns ever stop groveling and stop quoting the Prophet Jeremiah and realize THEY are ‘We the People of the United States of America?’ ”
Good God, we got tired of you!
But we knew you were the only hope decency had. We knew you were the only hope common sense had. So we patronized you and patronized you and patronized you and patronized you, and on and on and on and on.
And we got SO tired of it.
So you see why it was such a relief when Sam and I saw each other.
Wherever he is, Sam is saying “Sic ‘em, Whit!” so I’ll go on.
Sam gave up everything, so he had to depend on you to make a living.
As he told me more than once, “Yes, I’m an honest man. You see what happens to an honest man, Bob? He ends up having to associate with people like you.”
Sam got fired on his way up in a major job at The Washington Times because he wouldn’t shut up about race. So he managed to grub a living patronizing the various Voices of God at the Council of Conservative Citizens.
Lord, he would have liked to have talked about common sense and let that awesome intellect of his soar. But he had to satisfy the anti-evolution fad. He couldn’t go on Stormfront because of some Lord-knows-what controversy CCC had with it.
It had something to do with the fact that CCC represented the Voice of God or true anti-evolutionism or something.
Any preacher was allowed to humiliate Sam if he was to hold onto the tiny living you provided him.
And he STILL loved you. He would always end up saying, “They are the best people there are.”
He just wanted you to stop humiliating him. You never did.
Look at that picture of Sam below. That’s Sam. He is looking straight at you with what looks to the average conservative clown like a Serious Expression. But what I see is Sam thinking, “You are such an IDIOT, but you’re the best we’ve got. God help us.”
He’s about to crack a dry humor joke that would send me howling with laughter.
Lord, I miss Sam!
February 16, 2005
The sudden death on Tuesday night of Sam Francis, whom we had believed was recovering from aneurysm-related heart surgery, is a sad moment particularly for us.
Sam played a quiet but effective role in putting together the principals of VDARE.COM and the Center For American Unity. Later, we were happy to reciprocate by giving his syndicated column a web home when it was dropped without explanation by TownHall.com – part of the Beltway Right’s steady migration towards politically correct respectability.
Sam came from a long tradition of scholarly southerners that is now often forgotten. His fate cruelly paralleled that of the conservative movement to which he gave his life: long years of obscure labor, bravely borne, followed by dispossession at the moment of victory.
By the time the Republican Party for which he had worked so long had won Congress and the White House, he was effectively in exile, utterly alienated from the peculiar invade-the-world invite-the-world heresy that had suddenly and unexpectedly seized control of it. Sam’s firing from the Washington Times in 1995 was, in retrospect, a harbinger of this coup. As in the Trent Lott lynching, it was to be especially hard on southerners, despite (or perhaps because of) the fact they provided the GOP with the votes for victory.
Sam’s great value to VDARE.COM was that he was his unflinching disregard of contemporary taboos. He was always prepared to say the unsayable.
With the end of the Cold War, he emerged as a type of white nationalist, defending the interests of the community upon which the historic United States was, as a matter of fact, built. This position, of course, is as legitimate as Black nationalism, Hispanic nationalism, or Zionism. It is, indeed, the inevitable result of multiculturalism that is being imported through public policy.
Although VDARE.COM is not a white nationalist site, we regarded him as an important part of the VDARE.COM coalition. And we will miss him very badly.
The Establishment, left and right, wasn’t ready to listen to Sam. The logic of their own policies, however, means that eventually they will be forced to.
Like many older bachelors, Sam Francis became set in his ways. He could be gruff and even irascible. I suspect he was lonely, although no-one could have been surrounded by more loyal and devoted friends in his final days.
I have always been puzzled at the visceral animosity this reclusive and retiring figure provoked from the likes of John J. Miller and David Brock. Both launched campaigns to drive him out of public life. But for the internet, they might have succeeded. Sam was more hurt by these campaigns than he should have been—heartrendingly, you could always see in him the shy and sensitive little boy. I believe, however, that there will be a reckoning for these campaigns—as in the parallel case of Sam’s friend Pat Buchanan—in the future.
Also through the miracle of the internet, word of Sam’s passing has already spread around the world. A reader from Spain writes:
I have just noticed the news of Sam Francis’s death. I have only been a few months reading Vdare.com but I’m going to miss his columns very much.
His heart has stopped and the mine has filled with sorrow. Regards for all, [NAME WITHHELD]
An America reader writes:
I am so shocked and saddened to learn of Sam Francis’s death. His was a mind nonpareil and his absence will be a setback for our movement. I must confess that when calling up VDARE.COM I first would look for the most recent Sam Francis article and then, time permitting, would venture through VDARE.COM’s other offerings.
From his attendance at the American Renaissance conferences, I recall his quiet yet precise and cutting wit, his boyish face and encyclopedic mind. The room would hush when he spoke, none wanting to miss a syllable of his keen wisdom. If I’d only known his time was so limited I would have better used my opportunities to know and learn from him. This is a sad day for all of us. [NAME WITH HELD]
I don’t know these people, and I don’t think Sam did. But although he always professed to me an unwavering skepticism (Chronicles’ Tom Fleming, linked above, thinks otherwise) it is because of readers like these that he might say, like the Roman, non omnis moriar — I shall not all die.
We hope to expand out Sam Francis page into a permanent repository for his work.
By Jared Taylor
(Posted on February 16, 2005)
In 1986 or 1987 I was sitting in my house in Menlo Park, California, reading an article in a San Francisco newspaper. I had not noticed the author’s name when I began the article, but halfway through, I said to myself: “This is a mainstream article in a mainstream paper, but this man is one of us.” I looked up at the by-line, and made a mental note to remember the author’s name. It was Samuel Francis.
I began to look elsewhere for the Francis by-line, and soon he and I were in correspondence. I flew to Washington, DC, on business—probably in 1988—and Sam agreed to meet me for dinner. It was the first of countless dinners, meetings, phone calls, conversations, and was the beginning of what became a cherished friendship. This first meeting with Sam was before I had started what became American Renaissance, and over the months he strongly urged me to begin publishing. He promised to write for the magazine, and the knowledge that I could rely on at least one top-notch contributor was a source of much encouragement in what could have been an uncertain venture.
It was in those early years of our friendship that I learned that beneath Sam’s gruff manner there was warm-hearted and sensitive man—even a shy man. When I would telephone, he would greet me as if I were a bill collector. “Hey, how are you doing,” or, “Great to hear from you,” were not Sam’s style. But he was glad to hear from me, and he continued to write for AR and offer invaluable advice.
When, after several years of publishing, I decided to hold a conference for AR readers, Sam was the first person I thought of as a speaker. The 1994 conference—once again, an uncertain undertaking—was a great success thanks, in no small measure, to Sam’s willingness to speak. At every AR conference since then, his talk has always been one of the best attended and best received. His droll wit, his striking parallels, his arresting metaphors, his impromptu sallies during the question period—no one could both edify and entertain as Sam could, and he was always at the center of a convivial circle late into the night.
Unfortunately, much as Sam’s association benefited AR, the reverse was not always true. In fact, his participation at the 1994 conference was at least partly responsible for a sudden shift in his career. From the time I had first known him, Sam had been both a syndicated columnist and a staff columnist for The Washington Times. His position at the Times was one of high visibility and considerable influence, and just as many people subscribed to Chronicles mainly to read Sam’s column, a certain number of readers picked up the Times only because he wrote for it.
Sam first got in trouble at the Times for a column ridiculing the Baptist Church for an official, groveling apology over slavery. Though the column did not defend slavery, Sam pointed out that nowhere in the Bible is slavery considered a sin, and that the Baptists had no doctrinal reason to apologize for something in which no living Baptist had had a part.
The Times gave him a warning, but kept him on. Soon after, however, there was some publicity about his remarks at the 1994 conference. Though Sam himself never entirely understood why he was dismissed from the paper, the following words, spoken to the AR audience, appear to have been intolerable to the Times:
“The civilization that we as whites created in Europe and America could not have developed apart from the genetic endowments of the creating people, nor is there any reason to believe that the civilization can be successfully transmitted to a different people.”
Perhaps today, the Times would have overlooked this not-very-shocking statement, but ten years ago it was the equivalent of nitroglycerine, and Sam began a career as an independent journalist. His output was prodigious. In addition to his twice-weekly columns and monthly essays for Chronicles, he was editor of The Citizens’ Informer and book editor of The Occidental Quarterly. To this he added a regular stream of books and monographs, numerous speaking engagements, and service on several boards of directors, including that of AR’s parent organization, the New Century Foundation.
Of Sam’s brilliance and boldness as a thinker and writer there can be no doubt. The collection of his works on this page alone is ample testimony to that. He was undoubtedly the premier thinker and philosopher of white racial consciousness of our time. He was a man who could have built an impressive career as a public intellectual if, like so many, he had been willing to trim his sails and steer between the buoys. This, of course, was not Sam’s way, and by writing forcefully about what he knew to be true, moral, and vitally important, he sacrificed prominence and acclaim for the greater reward of doing what he saw to be his duty.
But as with so many men of great talent, Sam’s brilliance was just as striking in areas for which he was not well known. He read deeply in literature, both serious and popular. For example, he had an encyclopedic knowledge of the author H.P. Lovecraft, on whom he wrote several essays. It was a pleasure to discuss my own reading with Sam. Whether it was a novel by Joseph Conrad or a poem by Alexander Pope, Sam always had insightful recollections about the author and the work itself. I was partway through Dickens’s Dombey and Son when Sam died, and in a tiny corner of the immense sadness I feel, is the pang of knowing I will never have the pleasure of his commentary on that great novel.
Unlike many people, whose Ph.D. is a labor undertaken for professional purposes and quickly left behind, Sam’s historical learning reflected a real joy in knowing the past. He seemed to retain all he had ever learned, and was an inexhaustible source of insight and information. When, in my desultory way, I might stumble across an obscure but piquant incident from a 19th century British colonial campaign, Sam would know all about the campaign, why the colonial minister of the time had ordered it, and what objections had been raised by the foreign minister. When I first became acquainted with the Greek historian and geographer Strabo, Sam, of course, knew all about him and why he was important.
What a terrible waste that this immense fund of learning and insight should suddenly be struck down! There was no man who accomplished more for our cause, nor was there one with whom a more agreeable and edifying evening could be spent.
And so it is for both professional and personal reasons that I mourn the passing of a great mind and a good friend. Sam died only yesterday, and it has not yet entirely sunken in to me that this brilliant man is no longer with us. Those of us who shared his vision will carry on, as best we can, without him.
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Sam Francis Dies at 57
Report; Posted on: 2005-02-16 11:39:18
Pro-White columnist will be missed by many.
by Louis Andrews
I’M SAD TO REPORT that Sam Francis died last night of complications from his recent heart surgery. Funeral arrangements are pending.
The following is a brief biographical sketch on Samuel Francis (pictured).
Samuel Francis was born in Chattanooga, Tennessee, on April 29, 1947. He was educated at The Johns Hopkins University (B.A., 1969) and the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, from which he received a Ph.D. in modern history in 1979. From 1977 to 1981, he was a policy analyst at The Heritage Foundation in Washington, D.C., specializing in foreign affairs, terrorism, and intelligence and internal security issues. From 1981 to 1986, he was legislative assistant for national security affairs to Senator John P. East (Republican – North Carolina) and worked closely with the Senate Judiciary Committee’s Subcommittee on Security and Terrorism, of which Senator East was a member.
Mr. Francis joined the editorial staff of The Washington Times in 1986 as an editorial writer. He served as Deputy Editorial Page Editor of The Washington Times from 1987 to 1991, as Acting Editorial Page Editor from February to May, 1991, and as a staff columnist through September, 1995.
Mr. Francis received the Distinguished Writing Award for Editorial Writing of the American Society of Newspaper Editors (ASNE) in both 1989 and 1990. He was a finalist for the National Journalism Award (Walker Stone Prize) for Editorial Writing of the Scripps Howard Foundation in 1989 and 1990.
His twice-weekly column was nationally syndicated through Creators Syndicate.
Mr. Francis was the author of several articles and studies of international and domestic terrorism, including The Soviet Strategy of Terror (1981; rev. ed., 1985).
A prolific writer on issues of public policy, he published articles or reviews in numerous newspapers and magazines, including The New York Times, U.S.A. Today, National Review, The Occidental Quarterly, A Journal of Western Thought and Opinion, of which he was Associate and Book Editor, and Chronicles: A Magazine of American Culture, of which he was a Contributing Editor and for which he wrote a monthly column “Principalities and Powers.”
He was the author of Power and History: The Political Thought of James Burnham (1984) and Beautiful Losers: Essays on the Failure of American Conservatism (1993) and a number of other books. He was also the editor of the forthcoming Race and the American Future (Washington Summit Publishers, 2005).
I first met Mr. Francis at an Institute for Historical Review event in 1990. He was one of the few writers of real establishment standing who were willing to risk it all on principle, and speak out against the defacement of America and the ongoing attempted genocide of our people. He will be missed. — K.A.S.
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David Duke and Guest Bob Twain
Bob Twain was again the guest on David Duke’s live WebRadio via Stormfront’s Townhall Feb. 14th and 15th.
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David Duke and Bob Whitaker LIVE
I will be the guest on David Duke’s live WebRadio via Stormfront’s Sunday Townhall Sunday, Feb. 13th.
David Duke has chosen me to be his special guest tonight on the biggy, his Sunday night show.
I said yesterday that his last guest, Bob Twain who appeared on Friday, was his best special guest ever. That is one hell of an act to follow.
So who could Dave pick to follow an act like that?
Well, at the New Orleans Conference, former British National Party leader John Tyndal made a speech. Now there are a lot of BNP members who have very serious differences with Mr. Tyndal.
But no matter how hot the disagreement gets, there is one thing nobody will deny to John Tyndal: He is one hell of a speaker.
Tyndal had the crowd on its feet again and again.
Then somebody had to follow that up. After Tyndal, there had to be a “next speaker.”
So who did Dave pick to be that “next speaker?”
You guessed it.
So Dave needs someone to be the next Internet Radio special guest to follow up on Bob Twain.
So who did Dave pick to be the “next guest” after Bob Twain?
You guessed it.
Dave knows that I have been in this fight so long that none of this bothers me. I throughly enjoyed hearing John Tyndall get the cheers he so richly deserves for his courage and his years of fighting this lonely fight without flinching.
I am so delighted that we have discovered a talent like Bob Twain that whether I look good in comparison is nothing by comparison.
David knows that is the way I feel. I like to believe that is why he chooses me to follow up where “that is a hell of an act to follow.”
And, David, if I’m wrong about that, don’t disillusion me.
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