Transcendence And The Killing Of The Wicked
Reflections On The Strangling Of A Nigger

3/12/2008 5:32:11 AM
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Bill White

Commentary -- [Bill: This is something published on our mailing list the day after I was acquitted of strangling a nigger pimp and beating a black prostitute who tried to assist him. The nigger pimp is Aries Brown, who is profiled as a "hero" in the latest Southern Poverty Law Center Intelligence Report. I've seen him beat women on street corners and roam the streets late at night howling at the moon from being so smoked out on crack. He was convicted of selling crack in 1998, and, I am told by friends in the police, since his release from jail for assaulting me, is back under investigation for doing the same thing, now in Northwest instead of in my area of the city.]

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Comrades (and others):

There are several things I was encouraged not to testify to during yesterday's trial, and several limits that were agreed to by the members of the legal system before I took the stand. One was the wickedness that I witnessed on Chapman Avenue prior to this assault; the other was how I felt when I strangled this crack dealer. Much of this I could not say while charges were pending. Now, I provide this information for the enlightenment of the public.

In the months leading up to this violence, I witnessed this crack cocaine gang, many of whom's members are still free, trick and force poor women into prostitution, then beat and rape them, sometimes publicly in the street. They would target poor women and give them crack cocaine on credit; when the women couldn't pay, they would beat the woman and force her to become a prostitute to pay her debts. On many occassions, I witnesses whores with fresh injuries -- bruises, cuts, swollen, red faces -- being forced onto the street both by men who were pimping them and by crack addicts working for those men, also in hopes of repaying a drug debt or receiving a nugget of crack. Mr Brown was one of the latter types of men -- a crack fiend who beat women for others in the hopes of getting his next high.

A week before this incident, I witnessed two men, one Kenneth Ross, another whose name is unknown to me, attack a young woman on the street. They grabbed her by her hair, forced her to the ground, and told her she would have to "turn out" as a prostitute to pay her debt. They were beating her when I intervened. The one man, who has not been caught, threatened me. I grabbed the finger he poked into my chest and damn near broke the arm it was attached to; he ran away.

The weekend before this, I had been approached by a prostitute in the back yard of a property I own at 1602 Patterson. I told her to leave the property, and I was confronted by Mr Brown, who had been assigned to watch her and collect any money she had made. I ran Mr Brown off my property that day.

The Monday before this occurred, I had had Ms Minnis and two other individuals stopped for smoking crack behind a bush. Another hooker with her, a Ms Redmond, was arrested, as she was the one "holding" when the police raided them.

That Monday evening, a tenant of mine was assaulted on the same block in the same manner by the same crack dealers and pimps, who stopped her car, punched her in the face, and said "no white people" would be allowed to drive down the block.

All of these documented police incidents were among the information that it was agreed would be let out of the trial. The one public defender somewhat breached this agreement when she went into this rant about "beating women" and questioned my motives in wanting to have Mr Brown arrested, but to no avail.

After this incident occurred, the authorities swooped down on the leaders of this drug gang, the Childs family on Rorer Avenue, and several of their associates, and ended a multi month sting operation. However, many of the "little people" who had been involved, including men like Mr Brown, were not considered important enough to sweep up, and still litter the West End -- particularly residing at the TAP properties at 1501 Chapman and 1411 Chapman -- though much less capable of causing harm than they once were.

In this context, the behavior of the Roanoke Times and the NAACP in defending this wickedness, when members of the Roanoke Times and the NAACP were aware, either through personal knowledge of the parties involved or through information I gave them, of what had been occurring on that street is unforgivable. For people who hold positions of power and trust to abuse that power and trust and to use that power and trust to defend that kind of abuse of human beings and abuse of the poor cannot be excused by their hatred of me. Justice demands that any means necessary be used to remove them from a position where they can further harm society.

I have additionally become convinced that the murder of wicked men, when conducted in a selfless manner, is a path to transcendence and to God.

When I got Mr Brown by his neck and drug him to the ground, I had him above me and could feel him flail and struggle. Initially, he was too high to notice he was choking, he just kept throwing punches and trying to connect, but was too disorganized in his reflexes to be able to do so. Then I heard him making a gasping noise and I realized he had just tried to breathe. I tightened my grip so the gasping noises ceased and I realized that if I continued to hold him like that, he would die. His eyes bulged out of his head and I could see the fear and the panic in them and I found myself staring deeply into him. He knew he was dying, that I was going to kill him, and his body was losing its power to resist. I knew he was dying, and at the point I felt a euphoria and a peace greater than any sensation I have ever felt. It was as if I was bathed in light. I felt closer to God as I killed this wicked man, and it is a sensation I hope to be able to feel again.

The feeling was interrupted, of course, by several kicks to my head, which compelled me to release this nigger animal, after he had lost consciousness and was no longer a threat. However, the feeling of killing him was the greatest feeling I have ever experienced. Key to this feeling was his wickedness, and the certainty that his death would be a justice. There would not have been any similar feeling if he had been an innocent soul or a good man.

Having read Evola's Mataphysics of War, I can personally endorse the fact that the killing of the wicked is a path to the transcendence of the soul. As the Vikings knew, with their doctrine of total war and transcendence to Valhalla, and as the Islamics know today, with their doctrine of self- sacrifice and suicide bombing as a path to heaven, I can attest that both killing the wicked and being killed while fighting the wicked are ways to conquer mortal life.

I recommend to all reading this that they consider taking a wicked man -- a crack dealer, a pimp, an NAACP official defending black crime, or, perhaps a newspaper writer supporting them -- and killing them with your bare hands as a test of what I have to say.

While I have never been a moderate thinker, this incident has confirmed me in the belief that the murder of the wicked, including all of those in positions of power who support the commission of wickedness and support the modern world that creates such conditions of wickedness, is a positive duty of every National Socialist, just as the protection and the defense of the lives of the good, the innocent, and the defenseless among them is a burden we are compelled to bear. Just as mortal life is fleeting and meaningless, unless transcended and given higher meaning, mortal law has no ability to bind the man who has transcended mortal life and found his place within the godhead.

This is an uncomfortable truth for modern society, in which even the alleged souls of "the wicked" are supposed to be open for salvation, but it is the truth, and it is a truth that I cannot confine to myself. God can be found through the murder of wicked men, and being killed while murdering wicked men is a path to heaven.

Bill White, Commander
American National Socialist Workers Party
Loki
Tuesday, May 20th, 2008

Bob Blumetti is upset at the article we ran exposing his involvement with Alexander Carmichael’s efforts to revive Kevin Alfred Strom’s National Vanguard.

For quite a while, he has been proposing the theory that certain friends of mine who are unhappy with his organization are incarnations of “Loki”.

Yesterday, he sent an email out to many of his supporters formalizing this judgment.  After much meditation and the casting of rune stones, he has determined that the exposure of his lustful desires for a fifteen year old member of his group is the result of “Loki” disrupting his plans.

I’ve learned more about Blumetti since we ran our first expose.  He is a “Vrilologist”.  The name “Vril” comes from Edward Bulwer-Lytton, who wrote a book called Vril: The Power of the Coming Race.  Its a work of theosophy, and Blumetti’s religion is something like a white nationalist version of Scientology.  No wonder he hangs out with Jamie Kelso’s Stormfront.

His group is modeled on the imaginary Wahrheitsgesellschaft which was invented by a fellow named Willy Ley in a magazine called Astounding Science Fiction.  It is supposed to be the inner circle of the equally imaginary (in this application) Thule Society, which the CIA widely told American anti-Semites was “secretly” running “pagan” and “occult” Germany.  To some degree, the CIA is still telling us this on the History Channel.

Blumetti’s prime recruiting ground is at Renaissance festivals.  That’s where he met his underage love, Karoline, who is pictured on his website.  He has told many group members he would like to “introduce her to the art of love making”.  Its as sick as Kelso asking Rainsford to marry him to conceal his homosexuality.

There are also several other books on the Vril Society outstanding, including one, Stormtroopers of Satan, which has a great title, if nothing else.
“Vril Lord” Bob Blumetti
Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

Once you’ve mastered the techniques offered in the Yggdrasill Training Program, by drawing on the power of the Vril, you’ll be able to:

Know when people are telling you the truth or deceiving you. Sense others’ true intentions just by looking at them. Discover people’s true motives by simply being in the same vicinity.

Learn to trust your intuition and instincts. Make better decisions that will improve your life. Project your mind to any place in the world. (People have been trained by the U.S. government to do just this with a 100% success rate in certain cases.)

Influence others by leaving mentally by creating instant connections with them using ESP projection techniques.

Use dowsing rods and pendulums to locate objects and information you’re looking for. Learn how the science of psychometry can help you improve the accuracy of your intuitions about people.

Learn how to detect hidden information that is concealed from your five senses. Discover how you can improve the accuracy of your intuitions about people

Learn how you can use the power of your mind to improve your health, stay young longer, live a life in tune to your physical, emotional and spiritual needs.

Develop the ability to establish an instant state of trust and rapport with everyone you meet. Create a feeling of trust, connection, and enjoyment. Concentrate with total focus and clarity, whenever you choose.

Reduce stress from your life by developing the ability to enter the Asgard State of Consciousness with a simple technique that allows you to enter you Alpha level. Once you have, you will be able to go there whenever you have the need to melt away stress and become totally relaxed.

Discover your true purpose in life. Learn what you were sent here to do by the Gods and how improve, not only your life, but those of your loved ones. Live a life that’s fulfilled and happy by becoming aligned with the Gods

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IS VRILOLOGY A COVER OF NAZISM?

No! The Church of Vrilology considers National Socialism to be a political movement that pitted half the European Folk against the other half of the European Folk, seeking to either enslave or exterminate them. Though one can make the argument that there was much good in the beginning of National Socialism, in so far as it provided social welfare for the German people, and restored economic vitality and social order, it was spiritually corrupted by Dark Forces and eventually sought to conquer and enslave the peoples of Eastern Europe. Vrilology seeks to enslave no one, either of the European Folk or members of other Folks, races, nationalities or religions. National Socialism was tainted by German nationalism, “Nordicism” and “Germanicism.” This led them to despise and look down on other Europeans, especially their Slavic, Latin and Greek brothers and sisters.

National Socialism did incorporated some elements Germanic paganism into its ideology, and used Runes extensively in its symbolic displays. But National Socialism used the Armanen Runes, which was a 20the century construct by German occultists based on the 18 standards of the Havamal (The Sayings of Har). The Havamel, along with the rest of Norse Lore, was written down from the oral tradition, by Christian scholars centuries after Northern Europe had converted to Christianity, and thus, most of the Northern Lore has been lost. This is why there are only 18 Runic spells recited in the Havamal, instead of twenty-four of the Elder Futhark. In the twentieth century, German occultists attempt to create a modern-day Runic system based on these eighteen verses, and thus created a corrupt spiritual system, that eventually lead Nationalism Socialism down a dark path and contributed to its own destruction.
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L Ron Hubbard and Darkon
Friday, May 30th, 2008

I finished two works today on people immersed in fantasy. One was Bare Faced Messiah, which must have been a well written book, because it was 350 pages and took more than four hours to read. (I observed long ago, and it has been a standing joke amongst my friends, that most modern literature — like commentaries written by David Horowitz or Rush Limbaugh — can run 300 pages but can be generally read in three to four hours. Compare that, to, say, a classic like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which runs probably 600 pages in two volumes, but took me two weeks at three to four hours a day to complete)

In any case, in the beginning, while L Ron Hubbard was nobody, the book is hilarious. He does funny, crazy things and is an endearing sort of lunatic. In the end, when he goes insane and has tens of millions of dollars at his command, the book is less funny. The real dark side of Scientology — the crazy secret prisons, the intelligence operations, the lunacy that is rivalled only by the efforts of anti-racists, communists and Jews — is only somewhat touched on. From one perspective, I find Scientology to be a hilarious racket, but when it goes beyond just suckering poor suckers, and to really abusing poor people, I find it much less funny. I think it was ridiculous that countries banned it before it began its regime of secret prisons; I think it is outrageous that the US is virtually alone among civilized nations in allowing it to operate as it does today. And while the Church of Scientology generally responds to things like this by shouting Nazi and fascist and comparing itself to Jews, thinking that relives it of responsibility, I think the comparison is apt — I am a National Socialist, I believe in banning and suppressing organizations that pose a threat to the social welfare, particularly when they operate under the guise of religion, and Scientology is as corrupt, manipulative, paranoid and controlling as the Jews — so, for once I and the modern CoS agree.

With the escapist Science Fiction fantasy of L Ron Hubbard, I watched a movie tonight called “Darkon”. Its about these real life fantasy role playing people and their lives. I found it reminded me of when I was a kid. When I was about fifteen, some friends of mine and I did that stuff for a while. I was no good at it — I just didn’t have the hours of practice over years of fighting with foam laced PVC pipe that many of those involved had.

When I was young it was called Dagorhir, which I find out from Google still exists: http://www.dagorhir.org/ I never went to the official Dagorhir events, but some friends and I would go to Redland Middle School, near Derwood, Maryland, and play out in the woods. I didn’t really understand the rules, and had to borrow weapons. We also played over at Meadowside Nature Center. I remember I had a real knife on my belt at one point and a foam knife and, while fighting, had someone grab the foam knife and start stabbing me. I thought it was the real knife and almost had a heart attack.

We also tried a version of it where we wore army fatigues and used air rifles loaded with masking tape to shoot each other, along with super soakers and a variety of weaponry. For fifteen year olds, it was a lot of fun. One fellow I knew back then, Mike Carlton, who also made all sorts of crazy bombs and I believe went away for some Earth Liberation Front type attacks on cars and buildings was also the first person to ever be arrested and tried under Montgomery County, Maryland’s, hate crime laws, for beating a Nigerian immigrant. This was way back before I had any racial feelings, though, and just a coincidence.

In any case, several thing struck me as I consumed these two forms of media. One is the escapism that has become so central to the daily lives of the intelligent segment of the white population. In a way, it is that kind of escapism and critique of modernist culture that drives National Socialism. Listening to the role playing people explain the meaningless of their lives and the search for meaning is like hearing a description of the central problem of modernity — the systematic destruction of identity, particularly racial identity, that is at the heart of Judaism and globalist Judaized capitalism. The fantasy indulged in is the fantasy of Western European identity.

Paired with that is the nihilistic fantasy of Scientology — again, Western European in its pseudo-scientific trappings, and attracting a similar strata of disenchated but intelligent people looking for greater meaning. While a lot more nefarious and less recreational, it addresses the same inner drive.

For people who use these forms of escape to find identity, it really a way of channeling energy with useful political and social ramifications into low risk recreational activity — a safety valve, almost, for the unhealthy tendencies of the system.

What also struck me is the similarity of the rites employed to many of the things that are done in the name of Odinism and white religion. You wonder how Bob Blumetti can get away with dressing up in Star Wars costumes and repackaging Wicca with Odinist and National Socialist overtones, and call it vrilology, but then you see L Ron Hubbard created a religion even more stupid, if possible, by making up the “fact” that human beings are evolved from clams. Then you see ole Bob recruiting new members at Renaissance festivals, and see that this need for fantasy finds many, many different outlets, which can be exchanged for one another at will.

As I absorb all this, and I read about how conmen like Hubbard have gotten others caught up in fantasy and see how hundreds of people gather together to beat each other up with foam weapons, I think about the underlying drive for escape from modernism, and how something serious, like a political movement, can use that drive to build its organization. I mean, if Hubbard can make billions of dollars persuading people to sign billion year contracts for service on his rust bucket ships, certainly we can pull a few dollars together getting people to work for the interests of the white working class. And if hundreds of people can gather together to beat each other with foam, certainly we can recruit a few dozen to bash a mob of communists with real clubs.

My idea of recreation, and if the Kalamazoo video is still out there, people can see, involve fighting with people, often large groups of them, because they are Jews and communists and need to be beaten into the ground until they can no longer get back up. I certainly see the entertainment and recreational value of beaten people with foam clubs as a fun thing; I don’t think I could see it as a major factor in defining who I am. But the need to connect with another identity, and the frequency with which it finds satisfaction in ritualistic religious rites, brought together, strike me as something that the movement can use.

For many years I’ve been kicking around the idea with several other Traditionalists of forming some sort of formal religious body, preferably within the context of the ANSWP. Most the Traditionalists I know have refused, because of a general dislike for other people and a dislike for the concept of “mass” in an initiatic religion. I don’t think the two are incompatiable; I think the problem is that more Traditionalists are inclined to go into the woods than engage in any sort of organizational activity.

But the potential to do something like what Hubbard did, without the manipulation, exploitation and charlatanry, is there.

I’m not sure where this thought is going — I don’t yet have a plan. But I can feel ideas forming, and I am getting ready to move on from my current business and focus, not just on the ANSWP, but on all the things that need to be built as corollaries to the ANSWP, and something is starting to coalesce.