BUGS has had a crisis. As one comment pointed out, you are getting expertise and experience from me free that you definitely could not afford. Once again, you owe it to me to read what I am saying and not to buzz off into titillating facts about Names I mention the way you have been accustomed to do in membership organizations.

We actually have more fun in BUGS than membership orgs do, simply because we are so deadly serious here. High steel workers, people in combat, underage kids like me working on the old deadly brick plants all remember the humor that helped us survive.

That is what humor is for. You laugh to keep from despairing and to keep your underwear clean.

But you don’t listen to a serious warning or lesson and then talk about some name that triggers a memory or a joke. Here are the most critical words of all:

“We laugh and we joke but we don’t PLAY.”

This crisis will not be discussed in detail. As usual, what I will tell you is about crises. If experience counts, I have dealt with enough of these so this is almost routine, that is, if you take in the fact that I have had two nervous breakdowns and two heart attacks and I am on disability.

So listen.

Let me tell you about one of my crises.

I was back from Africa with a new wife and my way of life did not allow us to get a Belk’s credit card when they were mailing out active credit cards to everybody else. As an economist from one of the best economics departments in America, I went into aviation negotiations.

But my real purpose, as always, was power politics.

Obviously to me, what was needed was to combine what was then called “The Wallace Vote” with the conservative Republican vote. That combined vote in 1968 had been a landslide. That was on the record.

On Election Day 1980, the term “Wallace voters” instantly disappeared from all political dialogue, especially from the commentaries of who had used it most. On that November Day in November, 1980, they became “Reagan Democrats.” The strategy had given Reagan all but his opponent’s home state and, for the first time since 1955, a quarter century, the Republicans controlled a House of Congress.

Please, please do not let the commentary slide into “I remember what I was doing the day of that election.” This is BUGS, and we have some professional pride.

One thing that was forgotten was one of those crises, the one that almost destroyed me. I had just completed my first book, a demand, as the NR article said, from INSIDE the populist movement, the “Wallace Democrats,” for the coalition.

At that moment came The Whitaker Nazi Scare. All of a sudden people who had published my articles refused to speak to or tell me why. The only one of them who had the decency and the courage to talk to me said his hands were tied because word was round that I was member of the American Nazi Party.

Like most of these crises, in a society where anybody had any balls, this would have been funny.

The very idea that a career Federal employee, no matter what his personal politics, would be waltzing around with a Nazi membership card should have gotten guffaws from a retard. But not from professional conservatives, who are unbelievable cowards.

Every one of those Brave Leaders deserted me. After the crisis passed, not one of them apologized or told me who had slandered me.

The only thing that saved my career was that Bill Rusher needed me, he needed me badly. On Election Day, 1974, this grandson of an Indiana coalminer, who had spent his years living that down by posing as the most snobbish of conservative snobs, God rest his socialite soul, switched from hard opposition to the Wallace idea for a majority.

Bill NEEDED me desperately.

I was the only person on the right who had worked with those dirty old “Wallace voters.’ I had written FOR them and not just ABOUT them. I had gotten tens of thousands of working people marching the streets of Washington.

As soon as Rusher got behind me, the rumors vanished. I was back in and on my way to Capitol Hill.

But please note this: Not one of the Brave Names of the New Right would tell the name of anyone who had slandered me. Even the one who returned my calls said, “Let’s just forget it.”

How slimy, cowardly and treacherous can conservatives be, routinely?

Well, this was and is routine.

Let me regress for a moment to our own recent crisis. Discussion of a crisis always involves Mirrors and Masturbation. I am not going to even look, because it would make me sick, and I hope I am wrong, but I assume that somebody, using an assumed name, has given a lecture about how brave HE would have been and done it all right.

It’s like seeing someone masturbating in the mirror, it’s nauseating.

So when this incident occurred, I, Robert Walker Whitaker, talked to the SPLC writer and faced him down. Scared me too, because it brought up so many other things like this I had gone through.

Let me once again try to head off the almost miraculous ability of commenters to get off the subject.

This is a lecture in the midst of a seminar, which is a special thing. I do not want to hear who you blame or what you suspect. Read what I am writing.

Nor do I need apologies. I have repeatedly said that using pseudonyms under the present Terror is essential for most. The one catch is that if you use a pseudonym, you look ridiculous saying how wonderfully you would have handled being outed by the SPLC.

Writing this is a lot of work, and unpleasant work for me, so if I am a bit testy, please try to forgive.

But don’t you DARE blame or second think anyone but me.

I talked to the head writer for SPLC. They had spent a great effort to reach me. They even called an ex-wife of a divorce thirty years ago.

SPLC does not consist of Mantra Thinkers. I had been on their mailing list at this address for YEARS!

James Kelso is a gutsy pro. I was staying in a hotel room with Kelso when this kind of thing first hit him. Suddenly a major pro-white leader told him he was a mole and a traitor.

This came from the babblings of one of the people fighting for control of the National Alliance after Pierce’s death.

Kelso is NOT a Mirror Masturbator. Kelso will tell you very freely that I had to talk him down off the roof when his whole pro-white career suddenly seemed doomed.

I have been through a LOT of these, and Kelso will tell you that is VERY useful.

Now, for those who are still with me and haven’t drifted off into how Communists treat Christians or what they knew would happen, some lessons from this.

This is what may happen to me in the near future. There are two lessons in it. First, what might happen, and second the total Doublethink that is routine in the present Terror.

The interviewer began with the standard gambit. He said the Mantra was all over the place and it had been found in the home of a guy who committed murders and did I feel guilty.

I asked him, every time he started on this, whether he could guarantee that not one of the black on white murders occurring daily had been perpetrated by people who had heard some of HIS condemnation of whites.

He was honest enough to back down. I told him that was a sillyass gambit for a professional to take.

Here is the double think in what may be done to me. They spent fourteen million dollars to get David Duke in jail. I am nowhere near Dr. Duke’s league. So they would freely say that they were not after me because I was not important enough.

They called me to tell me how important I had been, but if you control the Silence, you can and will instantly say I never had any influence at all.

The fact that they led off the attack by talking about my influence will go right down in the Silence.

The interviewer then asked if I had ever been with the CIA. I said he knew I wouldn’t discuss that. He then said I had lied about my background.

A professional political speechwriter LIES about his background!

Impossible!

But I have mentioned here before that one way for them to get me is to find any Intelligence incidence where anyone got killed in and blame me for it. There is no statute of limitations on first degree murder, and the charge does not have to come within parsecs of the truth to ruin me financially.

The fact that they also say I never did any of that stuff will never come up.

They own the Silence.

This all sounds like Solzhenitsyn talking about Stalinism.

Wonder why?

I mentioned before an incident most readers probably forgot. These lessons have cost me plenty so I really resent it when they are trivialized by stream-of-thought comments

Please read all THIS at least twice before you comment. Then, if you really can’t contain it, you go head off into Membership babblings.

The example I gave was critical, it was about the Great Leftist Proponent of Freedom of Speech Alan Derschowitz.

He began a TV “debate” by telling his opponent that he had better put his house in his wife’s name before he said mean things about Dershowitz. Derschowitz is a practicing attorney and Harvard Law professor.

This is exactly like Mr. T telling a debate opponent that if he says anything T doesn’t like he’ll send him to the emergency room.

Only Mr. T has too much class for that.

I have to be financially ruined before I can get free legal advice. So God knows what kind of humiliating babble I may have to do if they come down on me.

So don’t give anybody who is actually in this situation any Mirror Masturbation.

BUT THE BIG POINT IS that I do not matter! They can’t handle the message so they are going after the messengers.

If you have the guts to post the Mantra, you get complaints about rude you are. A lot of people will sob that they were discussing some singer on a YouTube and these Mean People threw in the Mantra, completely off their subject.

Well, gang, if that makes you the least bit uncomfortable, do it for Old Coach. For almost seventy years I have sat down in movies and watched TV and read novels for entertainment, and a huge percentage of what should have been fun time turned out to be preachment at me about how great intermarriage was or how evil whites were or anything else that was fashionable with Mommy Professor at the moment.

It was called A Social Message and it ruined thousands of hours for me.

In fact, there is a huge difference between those Social Messages imposed on us and your putting the Mantra on sites. We are banned and threatened if we put out own message into public discussion. Outside America you are imprisoned for it. That gives us not only the right, but the duty, to put it in every spot we can get away with.

Yesterday’s and today’s Social Message imposed on us was not just uncensored and unbanned. All my life thousands to millions of people have been paid and promoted for repeating their usual propaganda everywhere.

The best Mantra placement offends the hell out of them. You are hitting the same people who let anti-whites get away with throwing in their slogans absolutely anywhere.

If you don’t it for me, you owe it to all those who have been persecuted with insults and vicious intrusion their our lives. It is BETTER when you can offend them and get revenge for us.

Sic the bastards!