LADS’ LEADER HAS “MAORI BLOOD,” SAYS INSIDER

LADS’ LEADER HAS “MAORI BLOOD,” SAYS INSIDER

According to a confidential source with intimate ties to the Sydney Lads Society, their shady leader has, pardon the pun, a dark secret he is keeping closely guarded — he has Maori ancestry in his bloodline.

Mark McDonald, who is also known as Mark Campbell, among other aliases, is one of the cagiest cats in the Identitarian alleyway. Speaking on the assurance of anonymity, our insider says, “He has these two old people that he tries passing off as his parents. But there is no way they are his parents. He doesn’t want us to know who his real parents are because that will just confirm our suspicions about his tainted heritage.”

We fully support our New Zealand brothers and sisters, but we’re sure our Nationalist friends in NZ would agree it is not the place of Australian Nationalists to dictate New Zealandness to them. Likewise, it’s too much to cop that Mark “Matey Mate” is here trying to tell Australians what the deal is with our own kind. It’s doubly galling to know that the Lads Society’s supreme leader, Thomas Sewell, is himself a Kiwi.

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We ran a little digital scan test. And we needed surgery after laughing so hard

But whereas we’re sure Sewell’s bloodline is clean of Maori genetics, it is very likely that the same cannot be said of his illustrious Sydney 2IC who our deep-throat describes as being “as dumb as a box of broken hammers”.

Apparently, Matey Mate’s grey matter is likely to present a concern since he cannot hold a serious discussion about politics and lacks educational basics. “If you asked him whereabouts Belgium sat on the world map, for instance, he’d probably point at South America.”

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Matey Mate in his 45-degree bomber jacket

McDonald, or Campbell, or perhaps Tunafahekatamooki, is also said to be “back on the steroids” to improve his body image as Lads’ tribal chief. He appears to be on rocky ground leadership-wise, too, since his bidding to have Nick Folkes’s “boy” Toby Cook come aboard and join The Lads was down-thumbed by a majority vote. What’s even more curious is why he’d want an embarrassing lump like Toby in the club in the first place; perhaps since their mixed-race peccadillo is something they can both share. Or maybe there is a more sinister agenda at work given his connections to Liberal party para-state operatives and his relationship with cronies that surrounded the former Party for Freedom.

But this is not the only area that McDonald/Campbell has clashed with club policy: he is breaking with the strict Men’s Movement ideals of the Lads by reportedly having “gotten engaged” to an actual female. It is hoped that his bride to be is well-off with her own home because Matey is back in Summer Hill living at Club Squalor in the dilapidated house belonging to former PfF member Jerry Dragosevic. There are so many holes in the floor, ceiling and walls at Club Squalor that any attempt at consummating his marriage could lead to him unwittingly providing a free peep show to his landlord. But given that Matey is “back on the steroids” then the shrivelled offerings this will make of his wedding tackle makes that scenario most unlikely.

Lastly, our source made mention of reports that Matey Mate has “bragged” about having “frequently met with ASIO” and how he “enjoys a protected status because of it”. This is nothing more than what UNA has maintained from the get-go. But now he’s the Lads problems and given that it’s all just one deep murky pond in which the same toxic fish all swim and feed off the usual plankton it’s of little concern to us. We do, however, enjoy a good gloat from time to time.

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Once Were White Nationalists

 

 

EVERYONE IS A NAZI NOW – THE NEVER ENDING CONSERVATIVE SUBTERFUGE OF NATIONALISM

EVERYONE IS A NAZI NOW – THE NEVER ENDING CONSERVATIVE SUBTERFUGE OF NATIONALISM

BACK IN 2015, the bulk of the patriot movement was dodging any accusation they might be ‘racist’ in the hope of garnering widespread acceptance. The Nazis were infiltrating Reclaim Australia, or so they complained.

But the civic patriots who gathered at rallies in Australian cities weren’t about White supremacy or worshipping Hitler, which they believed were synonymous. No, they were a mainstream movement where anyone was welcome so long as they ‘accepted our values’ and abided by ‘our laws’. It was a refrain coming loudest from the queen of civic patriots, Pauline Hanson, who pushed smiling media opportunities with African children. She even forged a slogan saying ‘You don’t have to be White to be Australian’.

Hanson had more to gain from this mainstreaming scam than anyone since it was her that 90% of the civic movement was throwing their support behind.

Steps were taken to oust persons whose views ran contrary to an acceptance of diversity minus Islam. What “our values” happened to be was never satisfactorily defined except broadly as ‘Christian values’. This vagueness was not resident purely in the rhetoric but in the construction of these allegedly ‘patriot’ groups.

Israeli flags flapped alongside the Southern Cross at counter-demonstrated rallies. Inscribed into the core policies of civic patriot micro parties like the Australian Liberty Alliance and Danny Nalliah’s Rise Up Australia was a fundamental support for the State of Israel. Remember, these others were founded on the pretext of a pro-Australian locus yet here they were concerning themselves with a foreign nation embroiled in the military intrigues of the Middle East generating the flow of displaced Moslems which they objected to in the first place. Thus, it was never Australianness they were demonstrating for, but something that the rank and file would never be sufficiently able to articulate, much less understand.

Arch-Zionist Avi Yemini was raised as an orthodox Jew who wasn’t allowed to mingle with Aussie kids. Now he is the duck’s guts of the anti-Islam movement personifying for many disenfranchised patriots these nebulous ‘Aussie values’ while facilitating members of his gym to go and kill Palestinians for Israel. Yemini is the leftover from a milieu which has experienced a cosmic shift since Reclaim Australia activity generated clickbait. He came in almost as if he was selected by forces unknown to challenge Blair Cottrell for the position of patriot leader. It was Liberal Party’s grubby hack man Howard Crawford who cited Jim Saleam and Blair Cottrell as being the two “biggest threats” to conservatism.

Hanson had more to gain from this mainstreaming scam than anyone since it was her that 90% of the civic movement was throwing their support behind.

Styling himself as spokesman for Australian patriotism, he is actually saying that we as a nation are just a strand of a Western Alliance centred around his beloved Israel and to not face up to that is somehow unpatriotic. To show patriotism to this country means loyalty to the ends and purposes of the Western Alliance currently ganging up on Syria and Iran.

Yemini’s Facebook page boasts hundreds of thousands of followers, while he commands a presence in conservative media like the Daily Mail and Sky News; the latter on which he recently appeared drumming up membership to get the ALA, for which he is now a leading member, registered in Victoria in time for the elections. Avi might be in Tel Aviv one minute, and West Australia the next. Just quietly, it wouldn’t surprise us if he is being bankrolled by the Mossad.

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Australianness is a simple matter of values, not skin colour, sez Pauline

Yet, in the maelstrom of that ambiguous crossover that always existed between the groups who staunchly supported Israel, and those claiming to be mainstreaming as a strategy, the vociferous kosher patriots have dwindled. With the influence of the Alt-Right, which protagonists from the anti-Islam movement latched onto, it’s not so cool to back Israel now. It’s much more fashionable to come across ‘edgy fash’. Today, even Nick Folkes is a Nazi. Yesterday, he was burning Nazi flags. The component of this alleged ‘Nazism’, the identitarian aspect of asserting Whiteness is the entire vogue whereas only a couple of years ago Pauline was, as we have said, telling us we don’t have to be White to be Australian. Her message was backed up by the same people now professing to be all about ‘the White race’.

Shermon Burgess, when teamed up with fellow political wrecking ball Neil Erikson, produced videos purportedly exposing their fellow comrades from the defunct UPF as ‘Nazis’. Burgess even made a video recommending White Australian men sleep with Asian women because according to him they made better wives.

Now, Shermon has created another of his endless Facebook pages, one of which is ‘No More White Guilt’. He is also associated with former Party for Freedom stalwarts Toby Cook, Matt Lowe and Chris Grantham in a new entity the name of which we won’t even bother including since it will have changed by next week. But all of these people were fervently ‘anti-Nazi’ and PfF made a major campaign out of smearing Australia First Party leader Jim Saleam as a Nazi and burned a Nazi battle flag outside of the party’s Tempe headquarters in 2016. Several names were symbolically listed on that flag including United Nationalists Australia.

Shermon Burgess, when teamed up with fellow political wrecking ball Neil Erikson, produced videos purportedly exposing their fellow comrades from the defunct UPF as ‘Nazis’.

But who were these Nazis so deplored? In fact, Australian Nationalists who opposed the globalist imposition of mass-immigration of non-Whites leading to population replacement of Australians were primarily in the crosshairs of these civic patriots. They opposed only Moslem immigration and then only if they did not “assimilate”. It was, to anyone gifted with logic and reason, an inexplicable position.

Meanwhile, also in their crosshairs but avoiding Australian Nationalists for the same reason was the United Patriots Front. Between the leadership of UPF, specifically Blair Cottrell and Tom Sewell, a channel was open to veteran nationalists via, among others, the Whitelaw Towers’ blog and Nationalist Alternative.

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Mainstreaming puts non-Whites first for cunning strategic reasons which have something to do with fooling “the masses”

Chief among these communicating was Neil Erikson, the harbinger of disharmony, who would later crucify online just about anybody serious who he had associations with. Likewise, despite the advice and encouragement received from the Nationalists, the United Patriots Front’s Blair and Tom treated us as if we had herpes. They much preferred to be photographed ‘getting along’ with people of colour than being seen with anyone known to be an Australian Nationalist, or the more generic White Nationalist.

They would say this was for ‘strategic reasons’. If they had the capacity to listen and learn instead of dictate they might have been able to absorb that this was a doomed approach. We said so then and we were proved right when their political entity Fortitude crashed and burned like the African space program. Yet, where arrogance and inexperience were UPF’s fault, the others with whom they now sat uneasily in a bloc with, something else altogether was happening.

As far as they were concerned, Australia First Party had failed under Jim Saleam, they were too old, and Blair has a special contempt for Nationalist Alternative the origins of which are obscure. Their bias continues today, but they are joined by equally domineering upstarts, who believe ‘they’ and only ‘they’ are right despite being neophytes and not understanding the history, aims of, and essential tenets of Australian Nationalism.

Meanwhile, also in their crosshairs but avoiding Australian Nationalists for the same reason was the United Patriots Front. Between the leadership of UPF, specifically Blair Cottrell and Tom Sewell, a channel was open to veteran nationalists via, among others, the Whitelaw Towers’ blog and Nationalist Alternative.

Thus, they argue, their latest manifestation, The Lads Society, is the only viable organisation for ‘young’ White Australians and others. And the emphasis is most definitely on ‘young’ but we’ll get to that in due course. They are joined by another exclusively young set, which is doing everything possible to provide authorities with an excuse to outlaw them as a terrorist group, The Antipodeans.

It’s a sign of the times that much of the dark humour that resides in The Antipodean’s propaganda materials are now regarded with fear and loathing. About 50 years ago, chuckle magazines like National Lampoon were cracking up a generation with tasteless material that helped shape the funny bone of the times. They were not afraid to touch on race either and frequently did. Posters such as the one in which The Antipodeans would “Legalise the execution of Jews” would’ve slipped in there no worries. But it’s a big ask to expect the Australian people to swallow the thought of killing any group of people even if it is said in a satirical manner calculated to deliberately upset and shock.

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There’s always somebody who’ll be silly enough to do it

A major hypocrisy exists with Julie Nathan, research officer with the Executive Council of Australian Jewry condemning them in the name of Jews when Israel’s Chief Rabbi Yitzhak Yosef referred to black people as ‘monkeys’, and for many Jewish people, the feeling against non-Jews is one of unconcealed contempt. It certainly is for the Palestinians and others of their neighbours. UNA views the model these boys have based themselves on and sees them speeding headlong into a disaster which will blow back on anyone even six-degrees separated from them.

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An Israeli citizen drags a black by his hair and takes a selfie with the “monkey”. But oi vey, what about the Holocaust says the ECAJ

Nevertheless, the point is made that ‘the movement’ as elements of this melange of rightist entities refers to its associations, is now all ‘Nazi’. We use that term advisedly. The non-racialists are now touting racialist sentiments, even if only obliquely at times, while this appears to be a change it is in fact not; it’s just that the Liberal party connections behind the curtain have decided to absorb the ‘Alt-Right’ the same way they jumped on board Reclaim Australia the moment it got going and steered it on a course towards kosher patriotism. We are not suggesting they influence every entity but they are sure trying to. Right now, the Lads Society is firmly in their sights, only the leadership of that group is too stubborn to heed a word the veteran nationalists have to say; dismissing it as anything but what it is.

In Sydney, they already have a foot through the door with the appointment of Mark “matey mate” McDonald, ex-cohort of Howard Crawford and still, from what we guarantee, moving in murky Liberal-connected circles. If you know your Aussie Nationalist history, you will recognise this is not a fanciful conspiracy theory but a time-honoured strategy.

A major hypocrisy exists with Julie Nathan, research officer with the Executive Council of Australian Jewry condemning them in the name of Jews when Israel’s Chief Rabbi Yitzhak Yosef referred to black people as ‘monkeys’, and for many Jewish people, the feeling against non-Jews is one of unconcealed contempt.

Rather than rewrite this history from the 1960s to the 2000s we include here a link to Kangaroo Reich which details the curious early history of the Liberal Party “rubbing up against the so-called National Socialist Party of Australia (NSPA)”.

It mentions certain names that are still ghosting in the shadows today, hovering on the fringes, and coveting groups such as The Lads Society. And it’s noteworthy that all of these entities of what we shall refer to as an Alt-Right oeuvre discuss among themselves “infiltrating” parties and institutions without realising it is they are most likely to be, and in fact are being, infiltrated themselves.

Familiarity with the Australian far-right’s history helps you see how back in the day when the Liberal Party flirted with neo-Nazis because they were anti-communist in character, these days they wish to direct them into the conservative current or render them inoperable. And this is why it is only ever true Nationalism that is constantly coming under attack as these operatives infiltrate and use these groups as weapons with which to attack the established Nationalists. The one thing that is unacceptable to the Western Alliance is a truly nationalised Australia.

This is why it confounds us that many young blokes of the Alt-Right still keep a foot in the Young Liberal camp. How could they want to? Is it the old familiar line about changing from within, for it is those fools who are the ones to get changed?

Everything on the fringes is something else, or up to something else. For instance, there can be little doubt remaining to all but the unreachable that Neil Erikson is collaborating, in whatever manner, with the authorities. How so? None of his shenanigans, nothing he has to say is either consistent with a political line or true to an ideology. His are just utterances of a conservative style that are simply negation.

Rather than rewrite this history from the 1960s to the 2000s we include here a link to Kangaroo Reich which details the curious early history of the Liberal Party “rubbing up against the so-called National Socialist Party of Australia (NSPA)”.

Arthur Conan Doyle, who created Sherlock Holmes, wrote: “Eliminate the impossible, and whatever remaining, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.”

This is a valuable rule when dealing with the hucksters, dupe-merchants, swindlers and hacks that appear in the topography whenever anything vaguely resembling the Nationalistic arises. Indeed, they are much happier with Neo-Nazis since they so easily play into the narrative that serves both the system and its Zionist beneficiaries of this ‘menace’ which they can point at.

Nothing that offers a hope of change exists in those fetishists who are more concerned with mimicking a uniform and profess to ‘White Nationalism’ above nativism. Take for instance Robert Edhouse and Melony Atwood. Robert, who once went under the name Mathew Collins, visited the United States and was granted permission by Aryan Nations to set up a “chapter” here.

This was not a Nationalist entity but a gang. And what did this fervent ally of the White Race do? He conspired with Atwood, his lover, to murder Atwood’s 42-year-old husband, Alan Taylor while living under his roof.

Taylor was a hard-working White Man with a young son by Atwood. He was murdered for a one-million-dollar life insurance policy he supposedly held. Now they’re both serving minimum terms of 21 years. Atwood will be a scarecrow by the time she is released and Edhouse an institutionalised old man.

Arthur Conan Doyle, who created Sherlock Holmes, wrote: “Eliminate the impossible, and whatever remaining, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.”

All of this noise around the fringes of Nationalism keeps the real thing from spreading. So rather than accept the tenets of Australian Nationalism those who cannot fulfil its needs bitch and gripe that certain people “think they make the rules”. The rules are tenets and those tenets exist independent of those persons who for one reason or another do not seem to be able to live up to them. So in a rash fit, they simply steal the word ‘Nationalism’ and remodel it into their own identitarian image.

United Nationalists Australia was conceived back in 2016 as an antidote to this violation of our ideology. It came ahead of the anticipated Coalition of Australian Nationalists (CAN). It envisaged a Fortress Nationalism fortified against these unsavoury elements. But nothing came of it. It was immediately undermined by those elements we’ve described that still resided in one or more of those parties involved. It rotted from the inside before it ever ripened. Then, to the horror of UNA, Nationalist Alternative not only never had our back, but they actually threw their support behind Blair Cottrell, of all people; a kid with absolutely no respect for anybody else. This mistake has left the house of Nationalism in disarray.

But that is just for now since identitarian is the flavour of the month. Those young folk who have pledged themselves to certain fraternities masquerading as ‘societies’, which are in fact just club life, risk being set on the wrong path forever, winding back the true cause at least another ten years. Presumably, there’ll be new Liberal agents waiting in the bracken for when that time comes.

One thing is for sure, the anarchists and anti-fascists who so love to quote the others have never and will never reference our commentaries on this link to the conservatives. In some cases, there is an overlap, as the aforementioned are only half of the enemy. The Nationalist finds himself burned by conservatives only too happy to utilize these agencies of the state against him.

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David Palmer, one of the earliest to subvert the Nationalist Movement (see Kangaroo Reich link)

 

ANZAC DAY – A REASON TO WHINGE FOR SOME AND AN EXCUSE FOR A PISS-UP TO OTHERS

ANZAC DAY – A REASON TO WHINGE FOR SOME AND AN EXCUSE FOR A PISS-UP TO OTHERS

We are not sure, and we were never actually there ourselves, but we’re fairly certain that the poor Anzacs waiting to be shredded piecemeal by Turk artillery while landing at Anzac Cove in the twilight of the 25th of April, 1915, weren’t sucking on tinnies of VB.

Thus, this tradition of getting pissed at six in the am on this period of national commemoration has more than a hint of Melbourne Cup Day about it. Nonetheless, those who made it back from that disastrous landing courtesy of the First Lord of the Admiralty, Winston Churchill, were no doubt in need of strong drink for the rest of their lives.

Anzac Day has been used as a pawn in the culture wars by those on the bourgeois liberal left fond of attacking national-spirited notches on the calendar, and by the government, marching in step with the internationalist agenda.

This year the whole parade has turned limp-wristed by inexplicably making it about women. Next year it might about gays or Rohingya refugees, but this year women are to march up the front while those regrettable specimens of Australian manhood must follow in their saintly shadow with heads bowed and any signifiers of masculinity kept out of sight. We’re grateful for the nurses that served, mind you, but we’ll be crocked if we’ll concede the entire Anzac Day over to a feminist narrative just because the army has turned so PC you could plug it in and surf the internet. Only recently they were trying to fish out servicemen who weren’t supporters of homosexual marriage, and now they want to ban ‘death symbols’ from being displayed on military hardware, despite the fact a smiley face stencilled on the side of a tank would seem way more jarring.

The majority of women who join the army can’t even make it through basic training but they expect us to cop this?

As Nationalists, we acknowledge the spirit of Anzac Day and defend it staunchly from those who would desecrate this National holiday with their identity politics. But we will not allow the globalist government, whoever they are to dictate its meaning to us. For they already try and have us believe that Australia Day is all about celebrating everything non-Australian. Likewise, they use Anzac Day to promote a false spirit of ‘service’ to foreign powers, to die for conflicts far removed from the interests of Australia.

Anzac Day has been used as a pawn in the culture wars by those on the bourgeois liberal left fond of attacking national-spirited notches on the calendar, and by the government, marching in step with the internationalist agenda.

Over a century has passed since the landing at Anzac Cove, a conflict between European empires triggered when an Austrian Archduke was shot by a Bosnian Serb and England got involved because Austria-Hungary declared war on Serbia and Germany marched into Belgium threatening the Frogs. It was all riveting stuff and fairly typical of Europe up to that point in history.

Australians had no business in that war, but we were drawn in using the patriotic propaganda of Empire and a genuine sense of duty. In fact, the nation threw itself into the cause with gusto and the average bloke viewed it as an adventure, at a time when ideals were sharpened by romanticism and the national identity was still shackled to the concept of colony and motherland. Also, as with nearly all wars, there was the mistaken belief that it would all be over by Christmas. But it soon became clear this was no Boys’ Own adventure but a massacre. At that time, Australia was a paltry population of five million. Nearly five-hundred thousand enlisted with a loss of 60,000 and 156,000 wounded or taken prisoner.

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From fervent allies of mother England, the spirit soured. As men were minced up on the battlefields of France etcetera England put pressure on Australians, now more reluctant to join the conflict, to introduce conscription. A plebiscite on the issue was twice defeated and resulted in queer fish Billy Hughes being turfed out of the Labor party.

Australia was not a paradise following the end of WW1. Those men who returned were broken physically and mentally and many of them turned to alcohol and crime. Indeed, during this period the rate of crime trebled. The social impact was monstrous as the pain of the generation that fought was passed onto their sons who were in turn born into trauma.

Anzac Day is, in reality, about acknowledging the sacrifices of Australians in all different foreign conflicts, from WW1 to Afghanistan, and if the globalists have their way, we’ll soon be serving an evil alliance as it aims to tear apart Syria and install an Israeli puppet as head of state. For this has been the sad fact of all these ‘sacrifices’ and all this service – with the exception of what was derisively called our ‘chocolate soldiers’, who were, in fact, our Kokoda heroes, we fought the one war in which our nation was truly endangered; the war against Japan.

The majority of women who join the army can’t even make it through basic training but they expect us to cop this?

This fact of the glorified military history seems to overlook our Kokoda heroes in favour of those who have ‘served’ globalist adventures.

Australia had no business shooting at the Boers, or backing England in suppressing the Boxer Rebellion or fighting in Korea, or Vietnam, or Afghanistan and so on. We did so because we’re part of a global gang whose interests our sons’ blood is spilt is never ours.

The meaning of Anzac Day, to Nationalists, is, therefore, a sober meditation on the idea of an Australia independent from being forced to sacrifice our own for the goals of overseas powers, or by “serving” in an auxiliary capacity a superpower protector.

As this author types these words, the sound of young people partying fills the cool midnight air. They are loud, and they are clearly not in a sombre, reflective mood. Earlier he passed a nightclub which was unusually busy with a queue of White Australian youth stretching down the street from the bollards and rope at the doors where they had to show ID to bouncers so they can get inside and join a debauched bash with DJs and scantily clad girls.

To them, Anzac Day is a day off – a day to get wrecked. To others, who’ll be awake for the service, they fly the Aussie flag because that’s what they’re supposed to do, just like at Christmas when they’re expected to put up a tree and decorate it with tinsel. They would be offended at Nationalist suggestions that there is a falsehood to the mainstream narrative of Anzac Day, as they watch the prescribed parade, hit the early opening bars and get next to anyone who looks like a legitimate serviceman so they can exaggerate whatever military credentials or legacy they feel they can boast, play two-up, and basically adopt what they estimate is a patriotic mind-frame.

This fact of the glorified military history seems to overlook our Kokoda heroes in favour of those who have ‘served’ globalist adventures.

Attending a dawn service doesn’t make you a greater patriot than one who stays home and reads a little of the true cost of that war. It does not make you less of a Nationalist to join in either, that’s not what we’re saying. Our message is simply that the spirit of Anzac, enveloping as it does myths of heroism, mateship, and honour, qualities presumed to be in the national character, should also question our endless service to conflicts which are none of our affair, not in our national interest, and to which in the case of the Middle East and Vietnam the whole basis was morally flawed.

Once we get through that we can travel to the root of the idea of an independent Australia, and then, when we’ve found that we can rejoice in finally coming to recognise we are Australians, and not just part of a globalist franchise of multi-racial, multiculturalists whose blood is shed in the pursuance of the wealth of and the accretion of land and resources for a cabal of ugly bankers, industrialists, warmongers and Zionists.

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Cup day or Anzac day? Actually, believe it or not, it’s Anzac Day

 

ANDREW FORSTER & THE ALLEY KATZ — THE LEFT’S TROLLING CULTURE EXPOSED

ANDREW FORSTER & THE ALLEY KATZ — THE LEFT’S TROLLING CULTURE EXPOSED

The Left is addicted to trolling. If there were no ‘right wing’ Facebook pages, or social media sites for them to troll, they’d fade into a suffocating obscurity; seeking recognition by trying to write ‘urban rhymes’ or making personal YouTube videos or blogging about the insignificant experiences of their drab lives as if in that turgid oblivion of their soul-destroying mediocrity was the nucleus of something far more metaphysical and vital to impart to the human race.

Instead, they inhabit Facebook pages like Anonykatz and entertain themselves by being routinely un-amazed at the typically inane postings of the cognizant-dissonant on the political right of the social-media tennis court.

Their day revolves around entertaining themselves reviewing the latest sarcastically reworked ‘potatriot posts’ uploaded by the admins of their favourite pages and then lending droll witticisms as an ideological antidote to what they’re confronted with. In most cases, one group of idiots is passing judgement on another — and we don’t employ ‘idiot’ as a pejorative here, it’s simply all we can deduce by examining the pathology of the thoughts they express.

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If, say, Anonykatz had any grasp of Nationalist politics it wouldn’t even bother with the likes of Neil Erikson or Shermon Burgess, who’re blank cartridges from a circus shooting range.

These characters, like many who comment from their side of the fence, are the product of the social media identity factory and the digital age that spawned it. In the 1970s, Alvin Toffler wrote a book called Future shock predicting the absorption into a myriad of subcultures for a population divided along complex social strata, and if he was still alive, he’d deserve a cigar for this prophecy alone; although he only died in 2016 so he pretty much saw it come true. More-or-less, he predicted the Internet.

There is no political substance or even consistency of message from the flaky characters that Anonykatz fixates on and yet they’ve never bothered to address this in any scrupulous detail — they simply guffaw at the overall ideology as they perceive it — mainly because they are the flipside to the same coin.

They are no more sophisticated than those they deride. The UNA team actually read a poster responding to Nick Folkes on the Anonykatz page who claimed that Hitler went to jail with Heinrich Himmler and there devised the National Socialist German Workers Party. No Katz admin bothered to correct this boob who had the comical impudence to then censure Folkes for not being intelligent enough to have assimilated this important historical fact. But, we digress…

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Erikson, Folkes, and Blair Cottrell are the constructions of a media that were once obsessed with the anti-Islam movement and required ‘actors’ for the narrative surrounding this multicultural society of Australia. It inflated them, and then, when it all became passé, they pricked their hides and deflated their spirits, which were always inordinately out of scale compared to the size of any actual talent they might have possessed. They now play a constant game of catch-up with that sub-tier celebrity which, of all of them, Erikson Joneses for the most.

If, say, Anonykatz had any grasp of Nationalist politics it wouldn’t even bother with the likes of Neil Erikson or Shermon Burgess, who’re blank cartridges from a circus shooting range.

Individually, none of those mentioned above is remarkable people. Yet, like most human beings, they crave attention. The need for recognition is one of the most powerful human motivators which are why there are those who’ll seek it in evil and anti-social ways, such as mass-shooters, and serial killers.

Once upon a time, this type of character was the feeder for the music industry as the promise of ‘fame’ for the not-so-talented were offered by the vision of pop stars which they looked at and thought, “I could do that too”. So they formed bands or became performance artists or did anything that might lead to that ‘break’. Andy Warhol observed all this and made one of the most astute utterances of the 20th century — that one day every person would have their fifteen minutes of fame. And Warhol understood fame better than anyone.

This is why it ill-behoves the likes of Anonykatz to feed the egos of these pseudo-revolutionaries, but to make such an assertion fails to take into account that by doing so the players from their camp are exercising their own egocentricities. Again, they are the same animal. Erikson, Folkes, Cottrell do not pursue issues, as would be expected of earnest political crusaders, but rather use a cause to promote themselves. Separated from the substance of issues, we have mere personalities, and a kind of ‘fanboy’ nationalism, which is a term coined by UNA and covered in a previous article.

TROLLING TO THE LEFT, TROLLING TO THE RIGHT

The Alt-Right gained its infamy through ‘trolling’; it doesn’t necessarily make anything better if the Left apes those tactics which, when all has been said and done, were questionable (although often hugely successful) to begin with. Let’s deal with a semantic before we get down to brass tacks here: We call this opposition ‘the Left’ for convenience purposes, or even ‘Cultural Marxists’, but that’s not necessarily accurate.

Much of what is assumed to be politically Left are actually the lackeys of the pseudo-progressive-democratic-liberal-globalist-capitalist-world-order. In the most basic reading of the morality contest underlying the narrative in which the Left is pitted against the Far Right, the former are supposedly upholding virtues that the latter dream of stripping from civic life for the sake of an authoritarian, race-based order. This assumes ‘good guys and bad guys’ when viewed through the glass of 20th century western struggles against Fascism, Japanese Imperialism, and National Socialism. Here we invoke Alvin Toffler once more because he had another insight into the future. He wrote: “The illiterate of the 21st Century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn and relearn”.

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In this era, for either side, applying historical lessons, or ideologies, or prejudices from a bygone era is a glittering example of that new millennium illiteracy of which he wrote. So, with the exception of pure Nationalists, or even fluid-thinking true leftists whose worldview we may largely oppose but whose sincerity and logic we might otherwise respect, we have the ‘Katz’ — whose own obsessions are every bit as unhealthy as those provocateurs they make a subculture out of countering online.

The time has, therefore, come to bring these ‘Katz’ into the spotlight. For the main part, those posters who fill the ranks can be easily searched and profiled for themselves. But who runs Anonykatz?

In our last entry, we responded to an article by Honi Soit that claimed that we ‘doxx lefties’ under the guise of self-defence. In this case, we do it as a public service.

In our last entry, we responded to an article by Honi Soit that claimed that we ‘doxx lefties’ under the guise of self-defence. In this case, we do it as a public service.

United Nationalists Australia has been, for a long time now, flooded with requests to doxx the admin of Anonykatz. We have been given theories on who runs it, and countless links. We, therefore, posit the following as a theory which we back up with what we believe is convincing evidence. But as we doxx Anonykatz it is now incumbent on us to out one of its most consistent serial pests — Andrew J. Forster.

ANDREW ‘J’ FORSTER AKA FORESTER

There are amusing trolls, there are witty combatants, and then there are those who if they weren’t harassing people online they would be stealing women’s underwear off clotheslines and wearing it over their heads as they tortured small furry animals. Andrew Forster fits into the latter category.

Hardly a nationalist, patriot or anyone ‘rightist’ conservative has not had an uninvited excretion from the poster using the name Andrew Forster appearing in their messenger inbox. He is unbothered by any transgression of Facebook policy, about laws pertaining to electronic-devices and stalking, or even whether or not he comes across as a complete body snatcher.

He has poured vile abuse on women, accessed accounts belonging to minors, attacked the sick, and violated the privacy of at least one person grieving over the passing of a close relative. It doesn’t matter to him. He is not made of the stuff that exhibits conscience nor is he equipped with the intellectual faculties to express an ideological rationale. He is purely a sociopath with access to the Internet.

He is by no means clever — he often gets rattled when challenged to any degree and scurries off to hit the ‘block’ button even though it was he who initiated contact. It all depends on how much alcohol or pot is in his system or whether or not the methamphetamine he has smoked was of a high enough grade. All in all, his entire act is based on a war of attrition, or who will blink first.

The best response to Forster is to block him. You are not dealing with an intellect, but a lummox whose cerebral deadness serves him well in his abusive trespasses onto the accounts of others. The nature of the world he supposedly abhors in the reckoning of his political opposition is exactly the one which he inhabits online: one where ideas must be singular, where the debate gets shut down, and where other human beings are objectified and reduced to caricatures.

Hardly a nationalist, patriot or anyone ‘rightist’ conservative has not had an uninvited excretion from the poster using the name Andrew Forster appearing in their messenger inbox. He is unbothered by any transgression of Facebook policy, about laws pertaining to electronic-devices and stalking, or even whether or not he comes across as a complete body snatcher.

His profiles list him as residing in Perth. In the past, we have had intelligence pinpointing him to a certain address, but we cannot be sure that information is accurate. We do have what we are assured are images of him. We share two of his Facebook profiles, which are queer things. He seems to have a fetish for the obscure matron of the 1990s British sitcom Keeping Up Appearances, Hyacinth Bucket. In others, he has cheesy personalities from bygone pop culture decorating his bizarre user profile. Likewise, when he wants to be tricky he uses the alias Andrew Forester (see what he did there, genius).

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Jame Gumb, stand aside, there is a new retro freak in town

UNA recently, through a lengthy operation, uncovered the address and information regarding the business practices of fake news journalist Luke McMahon. We have his residential address, and we know a lot about him now. We are in the process of uncovering even more information. The same will apply to Forster, who has made such a bore of himself we will coordinate with our people – and even those who aren’t nationalists – in West Australia to finally trace him to his lair. That will be a day he will wish had never come. Thanks to a major financial injection by a benefactor, we have resources that a year ago was not available to us.

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Well, it’s pretty obvious Andy is an X-Genner. Note how this profile he brilliantly moves around the letters of his alleged surname to create ‘Forester’. We suggest everyone inbox him and congratulate him on his cleverness. Or just keep reporting his bogus accounts

Firstly, we have to question whether or not Forster is his actual name, and true identity. It will be easy enough to ascertain, but for the sake of discussion, we suggest that it might very well be, given the arguments about identity and ego that we’ve laid out above. It is in the psychopathology of someone like Forster to seek credit for his deeds otherwise he would operate under ever-changing aliases such as Luke McMahon has done.

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Hip? Forster barely has a pelvis

It is also noteworthy that his profile appears on the friends’ list of lefty author John Birmingham, which might mean that Birmingham approves any old friend request, or else he is known to the man. Around 1990, when Birmingham contributed to Rolling Stone, he wrote an article about Jim Saleam and National Action that was a direct reflection of the lies being promulgated by disgraced Special Branch detective Neville Ireland; which would suggest that a relationship existed between the two. Jim Saleam complained and either a letter was published in Rolling Stone, or there was a retraction, but he cannot say for sure.

It is also noteworthy that his profile appears on the friends’ list of lefty author John Birmingham, which might mean that Birmingham approves any old friend request, or else he is known to the man.

In Birmingham’s book, Leviathan published around 2000, which is sold as “an electrifying epic history of the city of Sydney” reference was made to Jim Saleam and National Action and an incident involving an alleged theft from a woman by him and a man named Peter Coleman. The case was in dispute and when Jim Saleam confronted the publishers those extracts were subsequently expurgated from the paperback edition.

All in all, it appears that Birmingham, who models himself as a rebel, may very well have been a snitch operating with the corrupt authorities of the time.

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We are told this is a floor plan to Forster’s Perth home. The hydroponic chamber is listed as ‘BRM 2’

But returning to Andrew ‘J’ Forster, we are also informed that he might be lying about the ‘J’ initial in his name, as we are told his name is Andrew Robert Forster.

Whatever, the thing to do now with all his accounts, if you do not block them, is to inundate them until it becomes unviable for him to post any more of his scurrilous silliness. Troll the troll. Find him wherever he is and just let him have it. His accounts are most likely fake so there is little point in him crying to Facebook, and you can make all sorts of threats, and say any sick thing that comes into your head, because the police simply won’t do a damned thing about it and he is too compromised to make such a complaint anyhow. Go for it. He is a real petal; a total snowflake.

PETE SMITH, ARIANA KLEPAC, AND ANONYKATZ

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The most obvious eccentricity of those running Anonykatz is their obsession with felines. It goes beyond a simple shtick and into the realm of full-blown mania.

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Smith and Anthony Albanese: boy the air must’ve smelt bad when that shot was taken

Therefore when it turns out that noted anti-fascist, the mushy-bellied beer-quaffing Pete Smith and his equally chubby partner Ariana Klepac are the authors of two books classified as “humour” and which reflect an almost Egyptian worship of pussycats it seems a reasonable enough contention that these two are responsible for Anonykatz. At least, this is the theory being presented to us. Obviously, we cannot say definitively, but the circumstances certainly make it highly plausible.

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Awww, look at that, Pete’s a Labor man, which means he’s not a proper lefty at all. Slackbastard should stop talking to him

The pair has authored the books How to Get Ahead in Business with Office Cat, and The Cat-phabet: A Guide to our Furry Overlords — From A to Z. We do not recommend you buy these books unless for some reason Kleenex is in dire shortage. Given the level of wit expressed on what may or may not be their Facebook page, the quality of humour is obviously somewhere about the level of Bill Shorten after a few snorts of paint thinners.

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Mrs Anonykatz (allegedly), Ariana Klepac, whose public persona along with her partner is as an author of two naff cat books and who looks like she applies her lipstick with a paint roller

Klepac also notably wrote a book titled Stark Raving Mod about the Mod scene in Australia from the late 1970s to 1980s. The book is currently unavailable for purchase.

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The blurriness of Katz Palace (allegedly) in Balmain must be down to all the beers Pete drinks to try and make his missus look attractive. And vice versa. Ho ho… just a jolly jape, we are pretty sure both would nab first place in any swimsuit contest

What we DO know is that they both live in Balmain, or Toy World, as some wags refer to it, and if they do in fact control Anonykatz then their background could not be more perfect given the character of the suburb. However, if you want to Google their ‘publisher address’, which is Klepac’s residential & business address, you’ll encounter the extremely odd situation of finding their house blurred out on all Google Street View maps. We are not sure how, or why, one goes about getting their residence blurred out – especially when it is supplied by Google as a place of business – so we’ll just show you a blurry image of the joint which won’t mean much without an accompanying address so they can spare us any bullshit about litigation. As we say, it’s on Google anyway if you search Ariana Klepac. Both are authors which place them in the public domain and their works are therefore subject to fair comment, opinion, and literary criticism.

What also is justified editorial comment in the context of this article is Smith’s alleged connection to the convicted paedophile and former anti-fascist state informant, Alex Gollan. A former assistant principal at a Sydney school, Gollan led a double life as an anti-racist crusader, running a blog called Anti-Bogan at the WordPress site. Smith is implicated in having shared editorial responsibilities with the Gollan, who in 2016 was jailed for possession of child abuse material, released on bail, and the story sort of goes cold there. Perhaps his police handlers, long used to dealing with kiddy fiddlers, provided him with some sort of out clause. We’re sure to find out one way or another. Meanwhile, this does not cast Smith in a very convincing light as a social crusader.

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Convicted pedo Alex Gollan was allegedly an associate of Smith

So, folks, there you have it; these anti-fascists are literally a bunch of pussies, with the gayest being Andrew Forster and his psychosexual fixation with Hyacinth Bucket. Perhaps she reminds him of the mother he’s always wanted to get into the sack. Who knows with these sickos? Adieu.

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The technical term for this item is a ‘waste of money’

THE END OF THE UGLY PATRIOT — THE FALL OF PARTY FOR FREEDOM

THE END OF THE UGLY PATRIOT — THE FALL OF PARTY FOR FREEDOM

Now is the winter of Nick Folkes’s discontent. This very moment, he is weeping into his 49th stubbie of lager. For teary-eyed Nick, whatever solace can be had, comes out of a bottle. No bottle is deep enough to brighten Nick’s spirits.

Yet, that bottle now defines Nick; it directs his actions, and ultimately contributed to his ignominious downfall. Those high times spent making a goose of himself on SBS reality shows like ‘I’m Not Racist, But’ and being recognised in public are over — his king-tide ride as media provocateur has passed. Nick is now sombrely talking about “writing a book”, or hagiography, which is a concession of defeat if ever there was one. We can think of a million titles for his magnum opus, but the most appropriate is already taken, The Idiot.

Yes, readers, it’s all over for Nick, and even better, it’s the end of the road for his beloved Peanuts for Freedom.

Nick is a man in shock — a wobbly jester struggling to come to terms with his inglorious banishment from court. All his putrid karma has swung back and hit him in the face like the stink from an Egyptian port-a-loo. It has left him even more dazed and confused than one of his benders. Frankly, we are delighted. So where did it all start to unravel for the grotty burke and his obese offsider?

Nick began the Peanuts for Freedom in 2012 after splitting from the Australian Protectionist Party. In its nearly six years of existence, it has never come within a cooee of being registered. The word ‘Party’ in its name has therefore always served more of a pointer to its orgiastic activities than any qualifier of the group as a bona fide political group.

Over the years, Nick has spent more time in Arab drag than the combined hierarchy of the Australian Federation of Islamic Councils. Except for those occasions when he’s inexplicably starkers, it’s his number one favourite choice of presentation. Perhaps shutting the curtains and dressing up as the Grand Mufti of Lakemba is one of the last innocent pleasures left to Nick now that the Peanuts have been officially roasted.

Yes, readers, it’s all over for Nick, and even better, it’s the end of the road for his beloved Peanuts for Freedom.

Nick’s hasn’t been the clean death that many of those who wear the cloth prefer when administering the last rites. Periods of acceptance are punctuated by episodes of him thrashing about on his death-bed like Reagan freaking out in The Exorcist; spewing green bile hither and thither on social media. The devil just doesn’t want to leave Nick; he has his nails dug in sharper than a kitten clawing at a tea cosy. But what’s obvious is that he can never rebuild what was.

Those supporters of his that he savagely burned and abused are now exacting their sweet revenge on him all over Facebook. In fact, having said more about Nick than any other blog in existence, we shall leave the final word up to former associate Deb Daldy, who posted a long denunciation of Folkes on Facebook.

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We just cannot figure out why people would turn their backs on Nick…

Deb is from Kim Vuga’s party, Love Australia or Leave. As a matter of fact, many former members of PfF are now with Kim. Deb herself explains why, but before we get to that we will recap. The divisions really began long before the infamous night of the Peanuts on Pingas, when Nick, Toby Cook, and Penny Louise got wasted and began carnage calling former members whose numbers Nick gleefully provided. But that was as good a marker as any for the purposes of establishing a point of its decline.

UNA had previously published an account provided by one such insider, who blew the whistle on its drug culture and Nick’s unsuitability for representing any aspect of Australia save for its inebriates.

Certain opportunities to appear cohesive cropped up after the Peanuts on Pingas incident, like a rally in Penrith which he characteristically hijacked, and a protest against the defacement of a statue of Captain Cook in Sydney’s Hyde Park. But like much surrounding these civic patriots, it was largely an illusion with his numbers bolstered by others, including repugnant Kiwi troublemaker Mark McDonald, the Hollywood Nazi who has been appointed Sydney organiser for the Lads Society.

UNA had previously published an account provided by one such insider, who blew the whistle on its drug culture and Nick’s unsuitability for representing any aspect of Australia save for its inebriates.

None of this could mask the cracks, however, and as loyal lieutenant George Jameson and his skank Penny Tridgell moved closer to soon-to-be-jailed sewer-rat Neil Erikson, the green-eyed-monster reared its head. Hell hath no fury like a jealous Nick Folkes, so we’re told, and he is constantly jealous. You could be on the ground being kicked by cops and Nick would be envious you were getting more attention than him.

When Jam Jams split and joined the multiculturalist dental cases of the True Blue Crew taking with him a bunch of dumb PfF placards, Nick went a curious Bananas-in-Pyjamas version of Tony Montana. Nick and his remaining circle of loyal Peanuts accused Jameson of being a “Jew lover”, which is rich given their past associations with kosher conservatives. Unbelievably, PfF’s Jewish second-in-command, Radka Smith, even got in the swing and in one Facebook post accuses “Mr Buttman” (Jameson) of being a ‘Mossad agent’, which is definitely the pot calling the kettle black.

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Mr “Buttman”, aka George Jameson, once loved for his Jewish flag is now a Peanuts’ pariah

We’ll just veer off topic for two seconds to explain the ‘Mr Buttman’ reference since it speaks volumes not only of Jambalaya but about his former party. Apparently, Jameson had publically expressed his love of anal sex with the object of his cradle-snatching, Pen Pen. Tridgell, who is more than half Jameson’s age, abandoned her infant child to smoke drugs with the Peanuts and cop it up the date from Jam Jams, and, even more sordidly,  his brother.

Now Pen is preggers and it’s a miracle since women aren’t usually impregnated via their clacker. Either Jameson or his bro is incredibly fertile or now and then they broke with habit and rolled on top of her. But nobody wants to think about that since the image it invokes is too disturbing. Plus, this is a family blog.

This spat has caused sparks to fly between T.B.C and PfF, or T.B.C Sydney and Melbourne or something, and, so we hear but cannot be bothered confirming, Ralph Cerminara, who was the subject of shocking allegations revealed to us by a whistle-blower, is acting as peacemaker. Hurrah.

This spat has caused sparks to fly between T.B.C and PfF and, so we hear but cannot be bothered confirming, Ralph Cerminara, who was the subject of shocking allegations revealed to us by a whistle-blower, is acting as peacemaker. Hurrah.

Meanwhile, the remnants of the Peanuts are reportedly turning ‘hard-core racialist’, most likely with the influence of Sydney Lads leader Mark ‘Matey Mate’ McDonald’. With Toby Cook modelling himself as a racially impure George Lincoln Rockwell, they are attempting to steal the thunder from The Antipodeans by going all-out anti-Semitic (with Jewess Radka Smith wholeheartedly supporting them).

Tobes has apparently created a Facebook group of limited membership named ‘Aryan Brothers and Sisters’. (We know, we know, it’s too much already). We still have all the footage of Tobes helping burn a Nazi flag outside the Australia First Party headquarters in Tempe; just one of the many contradictions in the baffling free-for-all that has bubbled up from the civic patriot swamp.

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The saviour of the White race. Himmler would have appointed him head of the SS Racial Purity Division

Now, it’s about time this was settled once and for all — there is no way on God’s earth that Toby Cook is White. His fanatical Julius Streicher act is totally designed to draw attention away from his racial shortcomings. He seems to have the deluded idea that by thumping hard about the Jews he is less likely to be scrutinised for his ancestral roots, which, given the thickness of his lips, the rich caterpillar fuzziness of his eyebrows, and the overall Islander cast of his Polynesian head have caused great speculation. We have some bets that he is a mix of Malaysian and Islander, some suggest he has Bornean DNA.

UNA is very close to answering the question that has puzzled Nationalists for three years now — what race is Toby Cook? We will publish our results when we finally unearth them. In the meantime, this new core of crazy racialist warriors including Toby, Matt Lowe, and some slapper who looks like a former groupie for a third-rate pub rock band are rumoured to be attempting to move in on The Lads Society, possibly since their man Matey Mate McDonald has successfully infiltrated them.

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The Peanuts once burned Nazi flags. Now they swear by ’em

Matt is apparently the new leader of PfF which means that they’ll be struggling to get the kind of publicity they’re addicted to since it takes an un-embarrass-able twit like Folkes to make enough of a tool of himself to generate that publicity.

Regardless, they’ll never be registered, and will never be anything but a tick fastened to a host group.

Now, we shall raise the tone somewhat so that Deb Daldy can take it from here. We post this knowing she would prefer this account of hers remained in the public sphere. Her post is reproduced exactly as it appeared. Take it away, Deb!

Party for Freedom is Airing dirty laundry? Ok, Lets!!

I used to create memes for PFF. Free of charge, as that was part of my contribution to the patriotic movement. My hubby also contributed, out of respect for me, by assisting with the PFF website. We did this for months.

Then, when the Love Australia or Leave Party was set up, I advised both of the respective party leaders that I would be happy to assist helping both of them generate memes and do admin work for them, but it was necessary from my point of view to be transparent to both parties from the beginning. I advised Nick Folkes that I would be assisting LAOL with their memes, to which he agreed wholeheartedly, only to have a change of heart three weeks later. What should have occurred was that we walk away amicably. But Nick got nasty, accusing me and the leader of LAOL, Kim Vuga of helping LAOL steal PFF people from his political party. FACT: Nick, It’s not a political party, until its registered with the AEC. All you have is a boys club minus the cubby house. You do however have pass the bong game and nude activities for attendees, so I’m told. Lol FACT: PFF members were never poached, but since we are here airing everything…truth be told, your members flocked to LAOL. In droves. Their reasoning: because they never believed you would ever get registered with the AEC.

FACT: They were right. My current sentiment of your party should have been alerted long ago when you rang me up, asking for advice on whether it was a good idea to attend the funeral service of Curtis Cheng, sit in the service wearing badges making a political statement!! The fact you had to ask whether that was a good idea indicated your lack of judgement and complete disrespect for people just wanting to mourn the loss of their family member. The only redeeming outcome was that I was able to talk you out of it, and you didn’t go ahead with it. You make the claim that George was a helpful PFF member for the best part of three years. So helpful, that you saw fit to bag George out behind his back to anyone that would listen. Now, I am certainly no fan of George, but what kind of a leader discusses party members with other members behind their backs, and even with people that aren’t party members?

I find it nothing short of comical how quickly you turned on Penny, when not even 8 months ago you defended Penny, almost parading her as the PFF mascot. You were so loyal to Penny, a newcomer, that when others took issue with Penny’s deviant behavior, you saw fit to rebuke the loyal in favour of the newcomer. That’s the kind of loyalty YOU show people. You demand loyalty but never give it. Or if you do, its always with strings attached.

Now, lets talk about the placards. To be honest, I don’t give a crap who owns the placards, but if I’m going to call a spade a spade, I would have thought it wouldn’t matter to someone that was ALL about the patriotic movement, WHO used the placards, as long as the message that was on the placard was being shown in public. I mean, isn’t that was its supposed to be about…educating the public, publicly supporting our views and beliefs and showing the rest of Australia that there are people that care about the country? So why, then, if that is the sole purpose of those placards would it matter who was holding them up? From a party leader point of view, I would have thought that getting the PFF name out there with the message was constructive, or at least it was till your petty carry on ensure George cut the bottom off. Now nobody wins.

THAT’S SOME GREAT LEADERSHIP!!

You saw no problem with sharing other people’s platforms at events like Reclaim Rallies and jumped on other party’s bandwagons, even going so far as to make a homeless video with a real patriotic party, who’s idea it was in the first place, then putting your logo all over it. When asked for a copy of the video, you wouldn’t give them the footage. So, before you are quick to publicly execute George for not handing over stuff that wasn’t his, can I offer you a mirror?

And as for hypocrisy, let’s talk about the defamation you heaped on Jim Saleam for years, even allowing people to believe that he had a Nazi styled bunker in his place with the Nazi Flag hung up. What you don’t realise and probably never banked on, was that other people in the patriotic movement had reason to visit Jim’s house (courtesy of you) and this couldn’t be further from the truth. You have willfully deceived patriots right across the movement that Jim Saleam is a Nazi. Where is your integrity? Nothing wrong with disagreeing with Jim’s political views, as there are quite a few I disagree with, but to outright character assassinate him, you should consider yourself fortunate you haven’t found yourself in front of a magistrate having to defend defamation charges. If we take that mirror I offered you before, assuming you have not broken the mirror in frustration and anger, and hold it up to for self- examination of PFF then it’s clear, thanks to Toby (Tobias Cook) and the “Aryan Brothers and Sisters” chat group, where those with real Nazi beliefs (and flags to boot, reside). It’s in the pretend cubby house.

Now let’s talk about your weekend parties, oh sorry, party meetings, where the sole entertainment seems to be you handing out past members (and associates) phone numbers so that you can harass them in the wee early hours of the morning. And by harass, I mean ring them up and verbally abuse people in a manner that is so crass, crude and vulgar that the contents of those phone conversations only serve to show the character of the man that you are by handing out those phone numbers and then sitting in the back laughing and egging them all on for your amusement. People don’t ever seem to be able to amicably walk away from your party, you just turn nasty and see fit to try and intimidate them. Again….fabulous adult leadership. The last time most people reading this made prank obscene phone calls was back when they were 12-13 years of age. I do see that you now attempting to blame Penny for making the phone calls. Well that’s a coward act, with the exception of when you hid behind two patriotic women Tess Pearce and Jody R Henry at a rally because ANTIFA showed up, if ever I have seen one. It was YOU and YOU alone that had the phone numbers of Jody R Henry and Judith Macalpine, and Penny would never have been able to have made those calls had you not handed her those phone numbers on a silver platter. So if you are going to air dirty laundry, then at least do it with a mirror, and take personal responsibility for your part in it. In saying that, Penny is as equally responsible for those calls, as are the Toby and Matt Lowe for those obscene calls. As the leader of PFF Nick, you are responsible for your members do, especially when they are in your presence and whilst representing your party.

Are you registered yet with the AEC, where again, money collected requires transparency? NO! So until such a time, all that happened was that money was given to Nick by George and you bought placards with that money putting and put a wannabe political party name on the bottom of them. As the party is not registered, the party technically doesn’t exist and therefore the placards belong to nobody. Sure, you can go through the motions of holding pretend committee meetings, but at the end of the day, the only people you are fooling into believing PFF is a registered political party, is yourselves. Don’t be too embarrassed, when my daughter was 6 she liked to play doctors and nurses, so you aren’t completely alone in your desire for playing make-believe games.

Right now, all I see, and everyone watching this post from afar (and there are lots) is your party imploding. The only one to blame here is you, as with any organization, registered or make-believe without a cubby house, the buck stops at the top! Your pettiness is what has alienated people from your wannabe party. Your disloyalty to past and current members has and will be your complete undoing.

The one thing, I want to make clear, is that I don’t write this in favour of either George or Penny, as I have issues with both of them, including but not limited to the way George has treated women in the past by attempting to hit a patriotic women by launching over a table at her, and Penny because I will never understand how a person that has walked out on her kid has any right to lecture other people on how to mother. Any woman that can then make prank phone calls to harass people because she was called out on her BS is childish and immature and leaves me questioning her age and maturity level.

Out of nothing but sheer jealousy you have turned on people that were your friends, that were loyal to the patriotic movement and would have moved heaven and earth to have helped you. I know, I was one of them. In fact, all of the people I know that you have shat on, all say the same thing: the only person you are loyal to is yourself. If you can so easily talk about George behind his back when he was loyal to you and your party, what on earth would make others want to be loyal to you? Then there is the small issue of you accusing a women that financially contributed to your party in ways that far exceed just money, of being the reason another member committed suicide. WHO DOES THAT!! That would be you, Nick, who had so much respect for the dearly departed Fiona, that you and your PFF crew saw fit to smoke weed at her
funeral to the horror of her family.

No doubt your first instinct, once you have read this, will be to delete my post. But you can’t. Your sordid history of the way you treat people will no doubt be doing the rounds over FB. For once, just once, try and resist the urge to be a coward for a change and own your responsibility of the collapse and destruction of PFF.

I stand by everything I have written in this post as it is a true and correct statement. For those doubtful there are quite a few people that I can think of off the top of head that would be able to verify this post.

All Australia wants is for people to come together, and all you’ve achieved is nothing but division in order to satisfy your ego, and all over placards. There’s a part of me that should be sad at the division you have generated amongst the patriotic movement, but there’s no point. It’s what I’ve come to expect. I’ve heard it said: “He who laughs last, laughs loudest”. Well you can rest assured that I have never laughed as hard as what I have in the last few days watching you and your PFF crew reap what they sow! These days, I have no need to think about PFF and how pathetic it is, but you can rest assured that we have made it a habit of telling everyone about PFF and what complete jokes you all are, before advising them that its best they don’t support PFF as it is considered to be an embarrassment to real patriots, particularly those in Victoria. You are just mock worthy, cringe worthy and the only worth you all possess now is to be ex-communicated out of the movement altogether.

This post was going to be as a response to your post, but when I saw you delete Jody Renay’s response for calling a spade a spade re PFF, then saw fit to outright fabricate and accuse her of being on welfare, (as though that’s somehow derogatory) even though she’s not, as a way of deterring people from her truthful claims, I have now seen fit to post this to my wall and into groups, where you will have lost all power to have it deleted, where you can’t cover up the truth any more. Of course, there will be people that screen shot it and send it to you. I’m banking on it and expecting a course of abusive phone calls to ensue in the coming months, but you will never be able to cover up what you did to loyal members of your party and how your party has self-destructed almost completely, at your hand. Not while there is breath in my body.

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The two leaders. The burke in the blue shirt is Matt Lowe. He is apparently a Nazi or something cool like that

 

 

INTER-ETHNIC WORKING CLASS SOLIDARITY IS TRIGGERING SJW RAGE

INTER-ETHNIC WORKING CLASS SOLIDARITY IS TRIGGERING SJW RAGE

If it is not already apparent to all Aussie workers, the penny will soon drop and the realisation will dawn that the system under which we live, this regime of forcible globalist cosmopolitanism (or totalitarian humanism, take your pick) was set up to be a zero-sum game.

The evidence is there for all to see and in every facet of thought and deed the monied elites and their bourgeoisie promote the idea that the world is made up of winners and losers; that based upon on an ideological consensus among the upper classes certain groups of people should profit that others should, therefore, suffer a loss in direct proportion to the gains of others.

This mindset is most obvious in the attitudes of the elites toward the White Australian workers, whose class solidarity and social mobility they deliberately set out to crush through mass Third World immigration, their ceaseless attacks upon the labour movement and trade unions and the draconian restrictions upon freedom of speech and assembly specifically targeted at the White majority.

We have also witnessed, over the past ten years, the rise of the so-called Social Justice Warrior; these eager foot-soldiers of Capitalism have bullied and harangued their way into dominance over the internet and traditional media, working tirelessly and with the zealous energy of the true fanatic in their efforts to undermine the workers and normalise the globalist corporate code of conduct.

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Jacinta Price: an effective advocate for her people, which is why she is ridiculed by the sell-outs and White SJW’s

White working-class solidarity is, of course, utterly beyond the pale as far as the SJW is concerned; they react with bug-eyed fury at the mere mention of Whites organising in their own interest, typically sputtering out a string of epithets and clichés to shame and brow-beat anyone who dares step out of line.

When we think about it, Nelly Yoa is no more or less qualified to speak on the subject of Sudanese youth than Clementine Ford can be considered an expert on women, or Jeff Sparrow an authority on racism.

We note, however, another problematic tactic which is becoming increasingly common among the more shrill social justice advocates; the practice of sidelining or aggressively shutting down advocates of working-class unity among non-White ethnic groups.

The most obvious recent example of this in the much-hyped moral panic surrounding African street gangs in Victoria; the fashion in which the SJW’s and the state’s elite have approached this problem of lawlessness among Sudanese migrants reveals their true motivation.

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Nelly Yoa may be a bit of a bullshit artist but that machete scar on his arm gives him a certain authority when it comes to the subject of Sudanese gangs.

The public humiliation of a young Sudanese man, Nelly Yoa is a prime example.

Yoa, who padded his resume in order to gain a platform to express his views on integration into Aussie society and access to employment appropriate to the meagre skills possessed by wayward African youth also made the mistake of suggesting that Sudanese crime was the real threat to social cohesion in the multicultural outer Western suburbs, not “racism”.

When we think about it, Nelly Yoa is no more or less qualified to speak on the subject of Sudanese youth than Clementine Ford can be considered an expert on women, or Jeff Sparrow an authority on racism.

Snide remarks about “internalised racism” will be made about such people, implying that they are somehow under the spell of some nefarious White supremacist tendency within broader society; we would argue though that the real sellouts and crawlers are the ethnic community “leaders” who cosy up to the state and co-operate with Police and bourgeois social justice activists.

Yoa is a Sudanese youth, Ford is a woman and Sparrow is a pseudo-communist arsehole; for what its worth, due to lived experience the opinions of all three could be considered as having equal weight; in fact the SJW usually insists on personal opinions and gut feelings being given higher priority than conventional wisdom or empirical facts.

With his emphasis on youth participation in sport as a road to redemption and his suggestion that being able to stick with hard, blue-collar work, day-in, day-out is a sign of self improvement and moral strength Nelly Yoa set himself on a collision course with the people who only see the African minority in terms of success stories or perpetual victimhood.

Africans, and non-Whites, in general, are supposed to turn to the state, the White bourgeoisie or the collaborators and sell outs of the educated “Community Leadership” and mentoring groups if they need help or have taken the wrong path in life; they are not supposed to knock around with the local footy players, act White and learn a trade or set themselves up as self-taught youth workers.

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The state tends to throw its weight behind “educated” SJW’s, do not be fooled into thinking that bourgeois activism of this type is an exclusively White pursuit.

In fact the term “self-appointed” is now an epithet used to deride and denigrate any person who pops their head above the parapet and speaks without the permission of the Social Justice Warriors; Nelly Yoa is not the only person to have fallen foul of this unwritten law concerning who can, or cannot, participate in discussions of multiculturalism and integration.

Another case would be that of Adelaide based Shia cleric Mohammed Tawhidi; the self-appointed “Imam Of Peace” with his hokey spiel on tolerance and the need to reform Islam and combat Jihadism he has been pilloried by the mainstream media and subject to violent assaults by vested interests within Islam and the elites.

In fact the term “self-appointed” is now an epithet used to deride and denigrate any person who pops their head above the parapet and speaks without the permission of the Social Justice Warriors; Nelly Yoa is not the only person to have fallen foul of this unwritten law concerning who can, or cannot, participate in discussions of multiculturalism and integration.

So too indigenous commentator Jacinta Price, whose no-nonsense ideas on Aboriginal advancement and reconciliation put her squarely in the crosshairs of the SJW’s; she refuses to support the narrative, so she should be no longer heard.

Snide remarks about “internalised racism” will be made about such people, implying that they are somehow under the spell of some nefarious White supremacist tendency within broader society; we would argue though that the real sellouts and crawlers are the ethnic community “leaders” who cosy up to the state and co-operate with Police and bourgeois social justice activists.

Civic patriots too are basically the SJW’s public enemy number one at the present time because they refuse to follow the narrative and not get ideas from above their station; already excommunicated and “unpersoned” by the mainstream, outfits such as the True Blue Crew and their allies are a thorn in the side of the elitists because they promise to draw non-Whites away from the sell-out ethnic councils and into an integrated, grassroots and somewhat class-conscious movement.

Unlike the Social Justice Warriors the Nationalists have seen the T.B.C in action, at close quarters, over the course of their two year development; what else are we to make of their campaign to take back the streets of the Western suburbs from the gangs and run community safety patrols but an attempt at inter-ethnic, working class solidarity?

We know the Civic Patriots have no problem mixing and working with migrants and people of colour who are willing to integrate into their particular, simplistic version of a rainbow society where everyone is welcome as long as they “respect Aussie values”; so we can confidently predict that their forthcoming planning meeting in Tarneit will be an opportunity to connect with and recruit members of the Indian, Vietnamese, Lebanese, Pacific Islander and Chinese communities.

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Mohammed Tawhidi, the Angry Anderson of reformist Islam

This course of action really infuriates the SJW’s because it, in their minds, threatens social cohesion; the response by the Victoria Police, the media and academia have been totally over the top, to the point of harassing and intimidating Nationalists and our allies, who have nothing in common with Civic Patriots and who take no part in their schemes.

By their deeds we can judge the Social Justice Warriors; it is clear that their vision of a cohesive society is something like modern day China; a world where the state is always right and nobody can advocate on behalf of a class of people unless they register with the authorities and toe the party line.

Our prime concerns are identity, independence and freedom for the White majority, which puts us well out into the political wilderness with the handful of genuinely radical, alternative movements.

As Australian Nationalists we are no fans of Civic Patriotism and the easy path of populism; like all things sugary and sweet excessive consumption is bad for you in the long run.

Our prime concerns are identity, independence and freedom for the White majority, which puts us well out into the political wilderness with the handful of genuinely radical, alternative movements.

If this multi-ethnic people’s rising gains momentum we hope that their participation in the mainstreamers zero-sum game causes much distress and injury to the state, it’s minions and the Social Justice Warriors.

If the Ocker integrationist and elitist cosmopolitan movements wear each other down, so much the better; the weaker the state and the less cohesive mainstream society become, the more avenues of exploitation the Nationalists will find, until the entire edifice of Globalist-Capitalism is undermined to the point of collapse.

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Vietnamese Steve, the “New Man” of working-class Civic Patriotism

ROMPER STOMPER (2017) IS PURE HOLLYWOOD

ROMPER STOMPER (2017) IS PURE HOLLYWOOD

Those tuning into Stan’s sequel to the 1992 Australian film Romper Stomper expecting gritty realism will instead see a crime thriller.

Any pretence at social commentary is a cynical ploy by its creators to rope the general public into viewing a six-part action drama. The sequel is based ever so loosely, not just on its namesake, but on the reality it purports to represent. Whereas the original did offer social realism the update is just a shameless grab for ratings.

Trading off the controversy of the confrontations which occurred between so-called Patriots and Antifascist Action on the streets of Melbourne between 2015-16 Romper Stomper (2017) makes no effort to depict its subject earnestly. However, it will most likely be regarded as a documentary by globalist commentators despite the patently ‘high concept’ veneer of the production. Tim Soup will doubtless use it as the basis of one of his flat and censorious dissertations.

Rather than the diversity-minus-Islam of the Civic Patriots like United Patriots Front, who marched with Asians and shook hands with Africans at their rallies, the Patriot Blue of this latest incarnation are White Nationalists. This simple detail alone propels it way outside of the gravitational pull of authenticity (remember how Ralph Cerminara et al went out of their way to drive off ‘the Nazis’ from their street theatre?).

The unreality of the series is evident from the opening sequence where Patriot Blue has crashed the entrance to a Halal Festival with a pig on a spit. After Blake, the group’s leader (Lachy Hulme) — who bears a conspicuous resemblance to the UPF’s Blair Cottrell — harangues the festival goers a contingent of black-bloc Antifasc (based on Antifascist Action, or Antifa) arrives tooled-up to ambush the Patriots.

Any pretence at social commentary is a cynical ploy by its creators to rope the general public into viewing a six-part action drama.

In the ensuing brouhaha weaklings with the combined strength of a stuffed toy overpower hardened Patriots. This is, putting it mildly, highly unlikely. Antifa mostly attacked stragglers and old women carrying flags in groups of five and six. Moreover, there was seldom any rally where the police presence did not outnumber those protesters and counter-protesters. The pigs almost immediately nixed any unruliness.

Two of the key protagonists are introduced, Stix (Kad Hartcher) and Kane (Toby Wallace). The latter, it is revealed, is Hando’s son. Later, we discover he isn’t. But at this time the two are welcomed as heroes as they salvage Patriot Blue from the awful ambush by what appear to be emo kids amped on energy drinks.

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The Blair character is not-so-Blair as you think. But he does occasionally blare unlikely WN maxims through a loud hailer

A bloodied Blake invites the pair back to his place for a drink. While there, Blake wails on a henchman for revealing the rally’s location. We learned that Kane and Stix have left the army and are looking for work. Blake and his wife Zoe (Sophie Lowe), who seems an unlikely companion at half his age and hot to boot run a ‘recycling’ business, which must be fruitful since he shares a $15k bottle of Scotch with the pair. Blake offers them work.

The cops turn up to arrest Blake for “obstruction” leaving Kane and Stix alone with the pretty missus. Kane immediately makes a move and right here is one of the signature dramatic problems with the show: apart from the schlocky acting, the story’s timing is inappropriate. As if you would be sipping the leader’s top plonk while fondling his woman’s hair all in the space of an hour of entering his home.

The original Romper Stomper had plausible graduations of sequences but so much is stuffed into the unfolding plot that its pace comes to resemble any contemporary action movie involving Mark Wahlberg.

Rather than the diversity-minus-Islam of the Civic Patriots like United Patriots Front, who marched with Asians and shook hands with Africans at their rallies, the Patriot Blue of this latest incarnation are White Nationalists.

The writers disingenuously try to squeeze social relevance out of the characters while accentuating the politically correct constituents of the story. For instance, back at the Halal Festival, a young Moslem girl is supposedly bashed by Patriots. In the entirety of every rally held there was probably about 20 Moslems who showed up but that would not be sexy for the kind of audience Stan is looking for.

So we have a gratuitous act of cowardly violence against a Moslem girl that would never have happened no matter how high spirits ran at a rally. The producers overlooked how self-conscious about public approval the United Patriots Front were, which was acute to the point of cucking them into non-existence. But this was never about the Patriot Movement. And the ‘victimhood’ narrative of Moslems is now well underway.

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Jago (C) and Blake (R) stick it to ‘forthright educated Moslem’ Laila (L)

Interviewed by a news crew in the aftermath of the attack on her sister, Laila (Nicole Chamoun), an “educated forthright Arab”, becomes a hero of the Antifasc. She also falls into the sights of Jago (David Wenham), the homosexual right-wing TV commentator loosely styled on Alan Jones, who has his eye on Kane. He and his Asian assistant (yes, there is more than one ironic device employed in the sequel) hoodwink her into coming on his show. Shocked to find Blake is also a guest, she reels as the pair demolish her on-air.

Meanwhile, Antifasc is reviewing video footage of the rally to identify the unknowns. This is an accurate portion of the show because as we know the craven polyps of the real Antifa occupy themselves in exactly this fashion. Here too is another disturbing accuracy. We encounter the mysterious McKew (Syd Zyglier).

McKew is the anonymous source behind The Slacker’s Guide to Fascists which is a blatant reference to Slackbastard. We even find out that ‘the Slacker’ is a university professor which confirms our contention professor Rob Sparrow of Monash University is one of the originators of Slackbastard. This also raises questions about how au fait with Slackbastard the media truly is as this is by no means a coincidence. The only other conclusion to draw would be that the writers of the show sourced their material from us.

The original Romper Stomper had logical graduations of sequences but here so much is stuffed into the unfolding plot that its pace resembles any contemporary action movie involving Mark Wahlberg.

As the show unfolds, the Slacker turns out to be an arsehole, which is the only time the show touches on fact.

The Slacker, as with the true life Slackbastard, manipulates the Antifasc to do his bidding. Thus the heroic and idealistic Laila is drawn into the world of Antifasc which will ultimately spell her doom. Here too we encounter Petra (Lily Sullivan), one of the show’s female powerhouse trio, and a senior Antifasc figure. The third ‘forthright female’ is the oddest one of all to explain in terms of the storyline.

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Zoe, Blake’s Missus, is seldom without a glass of vino

Kane has a little foster sister named Cindi who breaks out of a girl’s home after a visit from her surrogate brother. Cindi is cunningly installed with Antifasc whom she encounters while on the lam and hungry. Heading to a soup kitchen she meets up with two of the Antifasc barnacles and thence returns on Kane’s instruction to join the fold without much vetting.

This is another dodgy bit of plot since supposedly on the run from authorities it is remarkable that no effort is made to apprehend her nor is she recognised by any member of the public. She also seems to achieve the impossible, getting by without any scratch to cover her living costs. Antifasc must be better funded than we’d imagined.

It is between Kane, Zoe, Jago and two reprises from the original movie, Cackles (Dan Whyllie) and Magoo (John Brumpton), that the story heads to its propagandistic conclusion. However, along the way are other characters, some of which play integral roles, others serve to underscore the message Australians are fundamentally racist.

As the show unfolds, the Slacker turns out to be an arsehole, which is the only time the show touches on fact.

We meet an Arab Mixed Martial Arts fighter named Malik (Jamie Abdallah) who is disgusted with Laila’s brother Farid (Julian Maroun) for being beaten by the Patriots. While out with his Arab mates, he belts a truck driver defending the honour of his female partner who’s being crudely ogled by one of his passengers. Defending himself, Malik’s skills come to the fore. He drops the driver who cracks his head and nearly dies. The thoughtful Moslem seeks solace in prayer. The viewer is left to regard the Aussie as a victim of his own racism and hubris. The wisdom is only to be had in the mosque listening to the Imam with whom Malik confers.

Then there is the moral ambiguity of the Africans who are sent packing from a late-night convenience store by Kane’s Patriot Blue Night Patrol. The two gangster-rap gun-toting blacks tell the ‘White boys’ “These are our streets”. Chased off, they afterwards end up kidnapping Noddy (Sam Parsonson) and torturing him before dumping him at Blake’s place. While Noddy is bound and gagged the writers allow the APEX ringleader to lecture him with a parable of a “lost little sheep”. In actuality the black is the voice of globalism and Noddy, the lost sheep, represents any Australian who would vainly stand up to him. There is no resolution for this sadistic act (events intervene) that is well-deserving of Patriot retribution. Hate begets hate appears to be the lesson. What’s more, the Night Patrol itself requires comment since we have heard much about Patriot groups proposing such action, but nothing we see has ever been reported, such as Moslems being bashed, and an Ice lab turned over. It is all a big ‘what if’.

Into the mix comes a detective named Marco (Jeremy Lindsay Taylor), who happens to be “handling” Blake. This is an interesting theme seeing as how we have Neil Erikson who just about everybody knows is, or was prior to his recent charges, most definitely being handled. We know too that UPF members had been approached by ASIO. But apart from operating the Patriot Blue leader, Marco is also cheating on his missus by rooting Kane’s estranged millionaire mum, Gabe (Jacqueline McKenzie); another character from the original movie who basically does nothing. Well, she does do something, at the very end she tells Kane that Hando is not his father but rather his grandfather, her father, Martin — who regularly abused her and is seen in the show dying of dementia — sired the prodigal Patriot. Not that we told you that, readers. To do so would be a spoiler, which would require an alert.

We won’t spoil things either by  letting slip that Kane ends up killing Blake when the Patriots visit Magoo’s country hideaway which is a veritable armoury of WW2 weapons and Nazi paraphernalia. Blake is both jealous and suss of his young protege and puts him through a test warning him to stay away from Zoe. He gets about two minutes of gloat time when he passes before a seemingly pacified Kane pushes him down an escarpment. But revealing such would only ruin things for when he shacks up with Blake’s Jesus freak missus (Blake could not get it up due to the ‘roids’) who sees Kane as a Christlike figure come to save Australia. Nor will we reveal how the wily Cackles, who owns a white goods business (get it), had all along recruited Kane and Stix to take over Patriot Blue and usurp Blake. And there is no way in hell we’ll tell you about the inspiring scene where the Patriots annihilate Antifasc on a Melbourne beach while they hold a solemn ceremony with Blake’s ashes.

Furthermore, while not spilling  spoilers such as the above we shan’t mention the bullshit ironic device number two which has Magoo meeting with his Asian daughter, who he is ripped apart at not being able to be with. Now that would truly have been a righteous portrayal of a Civic Patriot.

Our lips are also sealed as to how the whole thing ends with Magoo talking his way into an event with a pro-multiculturalism politician and blowing up the two Antifasc, Kane’s sister, and countless others with a bomb jacket created by Cackles, the real power behind it all. No, because, that would be a prick act and our name isn’t Slackbastard. But we will say this, the whole thing is just tawdry entertainment created with the knowledge it will be blindly accepted as cutting-edge real-life drama. The globalist instruction is pungent and the audacity strong: to depict an Aussie as a terrorist bomber while the Moslems are the level-headed copers.

As Nationalists, we must condemn the series on about a thousand levels, but one really stuck in our craw and that is the depiction of these rock ape Patriots as White Nationalists. Back in 2015, we suffered badly trying to help the Patriots. They were thankless, they took what they wanted, and they threw us under a bus. We have never forgotten and those now claiming to be pruned from the same Nationalist branch as ours have never apologised for it either.

It is irksome to hear Blake spouting WN maxims, and reciting Henry Lawson. Lawson is a Nationalist hero and we’re pretty sure 99.9% of those original Patriots have never heard of him. They would be much more likely to quote Milo Yiannopoulos.

What is really sick though is the creation in the public’s mind that terrorism is where Nationalist politics is inevitably destined to end up. The Antifasc in the show is treated more sympathetically with their destructive acts simply shown to be well-meaning blunders. We have had those pass through our movement who have attempted to draw Australians into criminal acts, such as Squadron 88’s New Zealander leader. But this is not how we roll. To be depicted in this light shows either very poor research or very conscious design and we feel it’s the latter. Additionally, Facebook Patriots should receive royalties since the show is mostly written from their online interactions.

Like John Safran, it seems everyone made money out of the Patriot Movement except those who were in it (with the exception of notable scam artists who know who they are). This is just another cash-in on something which has been and passed. Moreover, if you pay to see it, you are giving Fairfax money, as they happen to own Stan. They are also behind all the defamatory attacks upon our people.

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Hmm, the media knows all about Slackbastard. And judging by the portrayal of his character they know he’s a bitch