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Why I decided to create a blog

All my life, I have chosen to keep very much to myself.  I never had a large number of friends, nor wanted to.  I had very serious suspicions of Facebook from the get-go, and when everyone I knew was forwarding me ‘invitations to join’, I steadfastly resisted.  Call me paranoid, but I could see the unlimited potential for abuse and something within me screamed “No!”

Remember when we first heard about the FEMA camps?  The ones you could clearly see on Google Earth?  Located next to rail spurs and complete with barbed wire fencing facing inside?  We wondered, who will be put in there?  I think in our freshly “post-9/11” minds many of us assumed they would one day be populated with brown people with towels on their heads.  And on some level we were OK with that.

Now it is looking more and more like they will be filled with prisoners of a different colour.

Let’s go back in time for a moment (forgive me for jumping around here).  When I was in grade seven, I wrote a four-line poem which was intended to be a critique of the cliques-and-violence culture at my school.  I still remember it:

I see dumbshit motherfuckers every day

Wiggers and preps get in my way

But if they heard the things I say

I’d be dead by the end of the day.

Of course this was not meant for public viewing.  It was just a stupid thing I wrote and showed only to my best friend.  It was in a binder at the bottom of my locker.  Then one day when I came back to school after being sick, I found out that my “best friend,” who had the combination to my locker, had dug out this poem and showed it to a pack of wild beasts who now actually did want to kill me for real.  I spent the next several days in the guidance office, terrified, until it all blew over.

You don’t really think about the effect such childish nonsense has on you, when you grow up, finish school, and try to live your life in peace.  I always had a tendency to “shoot my mouth off” as we say…but I’ve always had this anxiety about writing things down, perhaps stemming from this incident.  Writing things down on paper is one thing, but writing things down on the internet is quite another.  You have to assume it will remain part of the public record forever.  You have to reconcile yourself to the fact that one day, this text could be read back to you in a kangaroo court and you will be held accountable for the words you chose to use.

The idea of this used to fill me with the same terror I felt in that guidance office.  But lately, I have felt inspired by the courage shown by a Norwegian man living in France, who, in the face of intimidation coming from the highest levels of the French government, has steadfastly continued to share truth and enlightenment with us.

If I can help in any small way by sprouting above the surface of the earth with a fearless green shoot, now is the time.


6 responses

  1. dcreiter

    Congratulations on your blog. I, too, am seriously considering starting one (or several) myself. Honestly, I’m somewhat hesitant about starting one in particular…one that if focused on race/ religion/ society/ politics…I’d like to be versatile. But I’m involved in paranormal research (don’t laugh…) and if I were to become known as the “racist” or “Nazi” guy, I would lose many valuable fellow explorers. So I considered using a pseudonym. I might have to. The people close to me know my views (and do others) and stand by me, even if they don’t share all my opinions. I too want to open the floodgates and give people a chance to be heard…even though it’ll be offensive to many. Well, the Truth is offensive! Anyway, thanks for reading this far. Sincerely…Daniel

    September 28, 2013 at 5:17 am

  2. dcreiter

    Sorry, almost forgot. How can I get a shirt? I’m in Chicago .

    September 28, 2013 at 5:19 am

    • Hi Daniel!
      Thank you for your comment and also for your interest in a shirt! I have been having a lot of trouble with my kijiji site not sending me emails in a timely fashion or at all. Please contact me at and I will make sure you get geared up with a shirt 🙂

      September 28, 2013 at 9:57 am

  3. rainlightningwind

    A late welcome! haha, been meaning to read through your stuff for a little while now. Nice poem! A great way to express yourself. I wrote one today.

    A sleeping giant stirs, 1000 years of sleep

    Forked tongues weaving darkness did creep

    By deception war was made, madness raged

    Through pain, self realization the illusion fades

    The once sleeping Aryan Spirit now does raise

    To reclaim its noble heritage, to set its blood ablaze

    The mountains tremble as the Aryan begins to ROAR

    Nature in Joyous ecstasy, darkness will reign no more


    Nice background image 🙂

    FB and the like are things we can use to our advantage I believe, If not just for connecting with liked minded folk, gather info etc … knowing who your friends are, knowing your a not alone etc

    Some Anon is fine + fun playing with different names.

    Whether one speaks/writes or not makes little difference to them and the future they desire to create ultimately… to possess the entire planet (they will fail)

    For our folk, speaking/writing means everything… we shall write our own future, something wonderful, noble, glorious.

    December 14, 2013 at 9:09 am

    • Thanks rainlightningwind! I like your poem much better than mine haha.
      And, you may be right about FB but I still thank myself everyday for not handing over my personal info on a platter to that jewish organization. If they want to surveill us that’s fine but we don’t have to make it easy for them.

      December 15, 2013 at 7:35 pm

      • rainlightningwind

        true 🙂

        December 17, 2013 at 2:05 am

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