Somebody sent me some comments and asked what I thought of them.

I said, “They look like mental masturbation to me.”

But it honestly made me nostalgic.

It’s only been a few years since OUR comments consisted of “This ‘anti-racist’” term is not the right one. Or “It puts us on a level with blacks” or “This term anti-racist will backfire.”

We spent years when the only comments contribution was theorizing about the wording of the Mantra or new Grand Schemes for taking over the world.

I developed the Mantra by USE, and when you got out there and USED it I was surprised at how little you changed it.

We have damned near lost our race to sitting around in such mental masturbation and Grand Plans. And Exposing Plots.

We don’t theorize about whether a line works. We get out there and SEE if it works.

We don’t give the Wise Man Warning, “It might backfire.”

We REPORT if it backfires to the rest of us, who are out there working instead of theorizing, and that group then deals with the problem in Swarm.

These people must be new here, and they are more than welcome to stay and see what BUGS is all about.

It is amazing how the convention changed when we came on at four Each speaker before us was a name the audience knew well. Each had a complete explanation of what was wrong that he had given hundreds of times before. Then we came on.

All the speeches had been excellent before us.

But Derek had given me the impression that this convention was aimed at a new approach leaning heavily on the Mantra, at least as an excellent tactic. By four in the afternoon we were nearing the end of the whole thing and everybody was tired.

The presentation of our whole approach BEGAN, and I had to introduce it. Six or seven hours of the great oratory that we had heard at conventions annually for fifteen years was the WORST POSSIBLE introduction. And the audience was exhausted.

Sam Dickson was the only one even vaguely along our lines. But even he had announced “white nationalism” as the solution.

The premise set was that when the world adopts our complete world view and reads books on it, we will march up and impose a particular program. I am sure the Communists had similar speeches before they took power.

So when three relatively unknowns came up and began to talk about how we would get Started on overthrowing the entrenched mentality, and I had to get it started, a sane man would have just given up.

Which is exactly why you have me. It took Derek and Truck Roy YEARS to “get” the Mantra. Talking about a basic political strategy for the first step is hopeless for almost all of the audience. This kind of thing is hard to talk about to professional politicians.

I do not want to specify a solution to white genocide, because that comes after we have made people DISCUSS white genocide. As White Rabbit explained at length, the Soviet Union was assumed to be a forever thing, even in neoconservative-oriented Science Fiction books.

But once the questioning began, the whole Soviet Empire collapsed. Not one Sovietologist had an inkling of what was coming. They did not see the system as SILLY.

But to introduce THAT realism after a whole day of torch lighter speeches seemed hopeless.

The crowd was deeply impressed by the front line experience that Derek, Truck Roy and White Rabbit related, but there is no way they get it.

Once they begin to get it, the system is on its way down. One thing I see is that the anti-whites are SILLY.

This was the first direct PUBLIC interaction between BUGers and the movement as represented by, say, Stormfront and the groups who held earlier national conventions.

It is very hard to get ANYBODY to a meeting where you have to keep the location secret. But Derek was dealing with the fact that the last attempted national meeting, that of AR, was canceled by a fake bomb threat. Oddly enough, the Bureau of Homeland Security has not located the felons who made this call, nor does it show any tendency to.

All they have to do to use this tactic is know where we are.

If you have even put things like this together, you would have told Derek it was impossible. And he conceived it and he carried it out.

The annual conventions were in New Orleans sponsored by the National Alliance. When New Orleans blew away we were instructed by Dave and others leaders to go to the AR convention as our annual meeting.

I dropped out of convention going then, but not because it was AR.

Just the opposite. I was impressed by the willingness of the National Alliance to support AR in that way.

VERY impressed.

A bane of my life is when promising fledgling movements start to get a little recognition and the nobodies who were in at the start get some recognition, get some money or recognition and then tear the whole thing apart trying to remain dominant.

I have no idea who the nobodies were, but that has clearly happened to the National Alliance since.

So the first morning and the afternoon of this meeting was made up of the Big Guys, those who were willing to speak for the cause even though it was a small gathering.

It was four o’clock before we got our show.

Instead of one eloquent speaker in a coat and tie, I did what a good seminar leader SHOULD do. I spoke for a few minutes to introduce the concept, stayed at the front long enough to let Truck Roy and White Rabbit take it up, and then went over and sat at the front table.

They won’t admit it, but it was unfair, cruel, and they did a terrific job. I am one hell of a teacher.

After the parade of orators, exhausted as they were, most of the crowd woke up and tried to figure what the hell was going on. As always in such a case, White Rabbit, Derek, and Truck Roy wowed ‘em, but the only one who didn’t think he had goofed was Derek, who’s been up there before. The other two were worried that they had fluffed it.

The audience thought they were terrific. White Rabbit nearly got overrun selling tee shirts after his speech. Derek, the real expert in this, is normally reserved, but he was effusive — for him — about their performance.

I will be writing lots more about this now because I think you want to hear it. At least those in the Swarm do, and they are the ones I listen to.