THE ROBERT W. WHITAKER ARCHIVE

GEE WHIZ! | 2009-08-19

It won't do for a literate adult to be endlessly surprised that people who preach Love most are the haters, that those who preach Mercy most are the torturers.

We have just watched several incidents where thousands of people were financially ruined because they did no understand the basic truth that absolute trust means absolute betrayal. Japan's national economy was almost destroyed by that.

Come on! How many times must people breathlessly state that the merciless talk endless about mercy and so forth before we stop being astonished by it? We all knew the Inquisition preached Mercy and Communism preached Brotherhood by the time we were ten years old.

It is true that "Freedom is the right to say that two plus two is four." But it is retarded to be constantly AMAZED by arithmetic!

Obviously those who spend endless effort denouncing Hate consider it very natural, as Joe Sobran points out. Nobody hates like an anti-Hater. But by now a moderately intelligent person should realize that in every area.

Those who preach Diversity want white countries to have no serious differences in opinions or culture and they want the population to be a uniform brown.

But this conclusion should be gotten, not by a deep analysis, but by the first words out of their mouths.

SKYPE | 2007-07-10

I now have Skype back, but I need to test it out.

I will NOT use it much, as I HATE talking or IM's.

In order to test the Skype, I need someone's Skpe number, which brings up a separate point:

If you have a message to ME, and NOT on the BUGS Yahoo! Group, PLEASE put "NOT SPAM" on the TITLE. I get the BUGS Yahoo! Group, which so far has been only blog comments, and I have to pile through all the spam. So I only READ notes from people I know and check to be sure COMMENTOR'S names are attached to the Yahoo site, since I'll see their comments on the blog.

SO, in order for me to READ what you say in BUGS or to me directly, I need you to put the old NO SPAM on it so I'll check it out.

I would like to have a Skype number or two from you to try, mine out.

BUT when you send it, your title will have to have NO SPAM on it. And even after I try my Skype out, the ONLY way to be SURE I get a personal message will be an SF PM or an e-mail to my personal address WITH NO SPAM IN THE TITLE.

I have a cell phone and a land line, but I treat them as I will treat Skype, as something I HATE to check and I check messages seldom.

, NOT SPAM in the title, got it, gang?. When you get old, you have a right to be picky.

BLESSED SILENCE | 2008-02-16

I was talking with a young lady pharmacist about the old needles they used to give shots and take blood with. Those were used thick and were used over and over, being sterilized in hot water. They were, compared to present needles, very thick. It was like having a dull pencil jammed into your vein.

Like almost everybody else in the medical profession I deal with, she didn't even remember those old needles. She hadn't even seen them in a medical museum. I then said, "Oh, well, like all old men, I just wanted to impress you with How Tough I Had It. So we started joking about the old walking twenty miles in the snow bit.

She is a mother, so we started talking about how hard it was being YOUNG today: Diversity, choices to make. The ultimate contrast I always thought of was my grandfather, who was a railroad telegrapher. He had the exact same job for forty years, then retired. Today you don't have the same job five years from now, even if you stay in the same place.

But my grandfather, who DID walk to his limited schooling in the snow, was of the generation that that talked about The Good Old Days. They didn't drool and cry over their Suffering.

Then it occurred to me that the young lady and I represented two oif three generations after my grandfather's time. A third one was absent.

AT LAST!

There was no one there from the self-styled Greatest Generation to tell us how easy kids have it today -- the theme of my youth -- and how nobody knew what SUFFERING was except those who went through the Depression and the War. Only they and the Jews Knew What Suffering Was!

The TV ads demanding yet more money for ANOTHER memorial to the crowd that calls itself The Greatest Generation moans that thousands of them die off every day.

They say "What a Loss!"

I say, "Blessed silence!"

THE CONVENTION: A BIG FIRST FOR US | 2011-09-23

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.