Inspection- Short Story for a Country Short on Time
Let’s hope all this is no more than a short story. It is a reoccurring narrative that has been running through my head lately.
How easy you have made it for us. At first we thought we’d have to inspire a race war like Timothy tried in Oklahoma. Revenge for Ruby Ridge was only a very small part of the many glorious reasons for the explosion that day. But, after the sacred event, instead of turning on each other you huddled together, became supportive, less combative. That was a lesson we have built on. We had to find other ways to sew the discontent, inspire hatred across class and racial lines, whatever will serve our cause.
A few of us still shot up churches, occupied state lands; using the old model. They listened to the talking heads who sing our tune, inspire us, and decided to take action. But most of us wised up. Rebranding helped; connecting with like-minded folks, like White Nationalists.
We laugh when we read claims there are “no card carrying members…” “no proof they’re connected…” Read the book, fools. That’s the point: we do what damage we can individually, at best two or three. Carrying “cards” would be counter to the guerilla warfare nature of what we do. Or did. We really haven’t had to do much as of late. Public schools are being targeted, but we offered merely inspiration for these patriotic acts.
We have evolved. Instead of just different cells; designed for one, two, at best three people splitting off and committing similar revolutionary acts, we decided to do damage from within the system. Some patriots became policemen, some members of the local neighborhood watch, some join the military, some became judges to make sure white folks who committed crimes that help the cause either are not held responsible or held less responsible. When held responsible they get a slap on the wrist, in comparison: the more chaos the better. The more fear the better. The more blame can be cast upon those we wish to wipe from the land the better.
We have infiltrated. We are everywhere. And fools with power: even presidents, have had us whispering in their ears for many years now.
If you’ve read the first book in what will be our ‘Bible’ once we rule, you know the president at the time of Turner was a Conservative. The movement viewed him and his kind as no more than tools and fools who would play right into their hands. How right William Luther Pierce was.
We’ve learned to achieve our goals other ways. Every time there has been an act of violence we cheer on; not just more guns, more guns in public, more guns where there are children, more guns where people of different beliefs, colors, faiths might gather, guns in every hand including those who had been convicted of domestic violence, had been known for threatening others. We join those who demand guns in a darkened movie theater. Insist we be given the right to commit murder: all we have to do is claim we felt threatened. Niggers who use the same laws go to prison, even if their abusive husband was, once again, threatening them and their children and she shot into a wall, not at them.
The more chaos that pits different classes, colors, intellectuals, passionate, opinionated people against each other the better. Instead of discussion or debate substitute name calling, ad hominem attacks. Lead and they will follow. It’s working.
We whisper in the ears of judges, lawyers; some are even patriots themselves. And, being true Christians, we know for certain all this is what Jesus would do.
The public feels besieged, more willing to rely on those who offered protection: the kind of protection our puppets offer. They seek out the comfort of guns thinking they will protect them when they have no idea how to handle one, do so safely, not use it out of anger. They’re more likely to kill each other, commit rash acts, inspire others to be more like us.
Sometimes we have to do nothing at all, it all works so well.
The politicians who listen to us usually don’t know what puppets they are, how much we are playing them. Their actions encourage more people to think like us. After all, as we all know, when we march through streets chanting, “Jew will not replace us,” there are good people among us, right? Right?
We thought it would be so much harder. We’d have to blow up more power stations, do more Oklahoma Citys, sacrifice more patriots. But we were wrong. You are eagerly doing it to yourselves. Your leaders are helping. You are killing each other. You see it in your newscasts when gun violence is approaching Vietnam-like reports on a daily, a nightly, basis. Do you think the many mass shootings just since the start of this 2018 are all ‘incidental?’
I repeat: you are doing it to yourselves. Once we take over there will be less people to execute. The more spouses, the more intellectuals, the more children of poor breeding stock who die now, the shorter the lines to the gallows will be.
Inspection is a column that has been written by Ken Carman for over 40 years. Inspection is dedicated to looking at odd angles, under all the rocks, and into the unseen cracks and crevasses, that constitute the issues and philosophical constructs of our day: places few think, or even dare, to venture.
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