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...by James Mason

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The Sake of Argument

Those who have been around steady and can recall some of the thick and slick Movement publications I have edited in the past may have had occasion to ask themselves why I didn't just stick with a nice, safe, cut-and-dried, Right Wing approach to my editorial line instead of scaring the hell out of every publisher I've ever worked with. It might appear that had I towed a well-trod line ten years ago, at least one of those big, expensive magazines, which were printed in the thousands, might still be currently in print. Think again.

For one, those magazines were intended to weld together scattered elements of the American Nazi Party which were active locally but lacking any real organization and certainly lacking any decent publications through which to represent themselves to the Movement and that part of the public as might have been interested and thus, to recruit with. Today there is not enough of that kind of activity going on with which to even attempt to "fake it" (as one die-hard Movement tabloid is still trying to do, with little success). So, between the two– the "Phase One" handstand activities and my revolutionary editorializing– that went into those early magazines, which one is still with us and in abundance enough to keep a regular publication coming out (in whatever economized form)?

For another, those splintered, isolated, flake-away units, regardless what anyone tried to do for them, proved constitutionally unable of either pretending to be or of acting SANE and, because they couldn't "handle" the real Enemy, chose instead to attack friends. Perfect candidates for a "Where Are They Now?" column in an Anti-Defamation League newspaper. But they were hot at the time and certainly knew it all.

For still another, right alongside their handstanding and "Skokie-ing"1 for the Enemy press, as their follow-up toward building a political machine, they had all the arguments all nicely sewed up, packaged and ready for marketing. "Propaganda", I guess they thought of it as. A "The Truth Will Make You Free" sort of mentality. Of course it didn't work. They never dared figure that no one gave a damn except hopeless, helpless, funky Right Wing types who, in the depths of their misery and failure, sought to ease the pain somewhat by telling themselves and each other that they were, after all, in the right. No one was ever able to successfully take that to the bank with the inhuman, stone-faced Enemy firmly lodged in all places of power. Somehow, he didn't give too much of a damn either, then or now.

I could– and still can– write that kind of crap practically in my sleep, certainly without any benefit of reference. It's the stuff I was weaned upon. After I would get my message with some meaning out of the way, I would add all the editorial comment, propaganda and big build-up as necessary to the newsclipism articles and features which were submitted by the publishers of these magazines and tabloids. And I would get praise for it. "How right we are!", was the underlying theme of it all. But when it was going nowhere, when those publishers couldn't see that it was getting nowhere and especially when I began EXPLAINING WHY it was getting nowhere, they each in turn balked and ran.

So here I am today with SIEGE and these contents. Nothing too fancy but nonetheless competitive. I'm completely satisfied that l am doing the most that can be done at present which lies outside the bounds of foolhardy and futile sacrifice. But it remains for me to explain– for the first time– why I reject the philosophy of "argument" as any sort of strategy toward destroying Enemy power or building our own.

I grew up with the saying, "Never argue with fools or drunks." Joseph Tommasi said words to the effect, "The weapon of criticism will never equal the criticism of weapons... we prefer a paralyzed Enemy to a well-criticized one." He also said that we would never make our most eloquent statements in courtrooms, etc., but in the streets of scum-ridden America . Very basically, it remains a call to action, as great and effective a propagandist as Commander Rockwell was, the same call to action that he himself never tired of repeating. Beyond that, you'll never talk anybody out of anything. Not really, not anything of value. (And the Enemy values his power while the rest of the System Clones– big and little– value their little corners and dung-heap pieces of that same action which they are kindly granted so long as they think, say or do nothing to rock the boat.)

People who were regular and active with the Party during the Sixties and early Seventies when things were brisk in that department got to be experts in semantics. Besides that, they got to be experts at having their facts at their fingertips and making certain that those facts were STRAIGHT. We were good at what we did. We demonstrated well and, when confronted by those determined against us, we fought well. We represented ourselves well in written and oral propaganda and, when "debated" or verbally confronted by those whose worldview was opposed to ours, we fenced most admirably. But so what if you keep a mob of dirt-bags– who outnumber you a hundred-to-one– from running you out if that tiny victory exists in the midst of a dirt-bag ocean? So what if one or a hundred liberalized zombies– or some redneck assholes for that matter– are unable to pin you at any point during a heated repartee if that one success occurs in a zombie or asshole universe?

One essence of genius is the ability to be concise in all matters. To cut all the crap and get straight to the core of any issue. Out in a park or in a bar, that will certainly start a fight. But the alternative is to hedge around with all kinds of little sideshows of "reason" and "comparison". Besides, anyone can say, "To hell with you... My way is the only right way!" Now that's getting to the bottom of it fast! And no matter what facts or logic you may offer up, somebody in every crowd is going to be able to come up with some nonsense that will obscure or offset the point being made so that the whole effort is wasted. But that is what debate and argument are made of. They are designed and intended to reach into the infinite. And that is certainly NOT what we want.

We are not in the business of matching beliefs with anyone or of blabbing about whether our race or theirs is going to be around in the next thousand years. Facts are one thing but beliefs and survival are another. I'll match facts with anyone, for the hell of it, as a game, all day and all night. But I must admit to you readers here and now that I have no tolerance for anyone else's beliefs, that is, presuming they have anything that could be legitimately called a "belief". National Socialism is it and it is my business to see to it that it prevails– with the facts, in spite of the facts or right over top the heads of them if necessary. Of course I know we are right, especially after all those years of intense study and debate, etc., so it is not as though I'm a blind bigot. It's just that I am THROUGH talking with the ignorant and, especially, with the Enemy.

Ignorance is something I really have no tolerance for and that goes double when it is wrapped in a thick coating of conceit. It turns out most of the time when dealing with these people nowadays that whatever label they may attach to their "personal beliefs"– ranging from "Christianity" to "democracy", etc.– IGNORANCE is the proper name for it all. And even the Bible cautioned against "casting pearls before swine". They are in the business of scratching out a living. I am in the business of politics and revolution. Do I argue with them? They're going to be doing exactly what they are now regardless who or what is in power, and that is eking it out.

One of the magical formulas of that "black magician", Charles Manson, calls for dealing a positive death-blow to any and all forms of bullshit by letting it DIE WHERE IT FALLS. By not keeping it alive or amplifying it through stepping in and batting it back and forth as though it has some seriousness, meaning or worth to it. By letting it die as it falls out of the mouth of the sayer or as soon as the page it has been printed on hits the air. Let it DIE! Let it die and go on about what it is you are doing. And what else has the Right Wing been doing its entire lifetime other than batting around and amplifying the poison and the garbage conceived and put forth by the Jewish System?

No. At whatever the cost, I prefer to go on saying that which has been unsaid that which has not been bounced off a Jewish or System sounding board. If it bothers or upsets, then the "upset-ee" has evidently just had an area touched or opened up that, hitherto, he was unaware even existed. Better take a closer look into it and start cultivating it now.

[Vol. XIII, #9– Sept., 1984]

1A reference to the late '70's controversy when the Nazi group in Chicago applied for permits to march in Skokie , a suburb predominantly inhabited by "holocaust survivors."

 

 

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