Monday, September 29, 2008

HAC Infiltrates The White House

A friend of mine recommended that, as a way to get my moral batteries recharged, I rent and watch a show I'd heard about but never seen, The West Wing. I finally got around to this last week, and I have to admit, it definitely restored my passionate desire to strangle liberals with my bare hands. There is not a character on that show whom I don't want to grip my hands around their throats and squeeze and squeeze like iron until their eyeballs pop out of their heads and their tongues turn blue just before the dying turd male or female bites their own tongue in half in a convulsion. It's inspirational.

But what was even more fun is that I myself got a mention on this idiotic show, or at least the newsletter I was editing in 1999 when the first season was made. It was during a scene where the Secret Service is sitting around anticipating an attack by us wicked evil "white supremists" (that term is meaningless, but government thugs don't speak English very well. Oh, and they got the 14 Words wrong.) This alleged assassination plot is supposedly brewing because the President (Martin Sheen) has a teenaged daughter who is whoring herself out to a nigger in public. Well, it seems my contribution towards proactive solutions was recognized as early as 1999. I'm honored, kikes.

The first season of The West Wing closes on a note of science fiction, when three Skinhead kids pop a few rounds at de Prez, his slut daughter, her beast of pleasure, and his raft of Jewish advisors outside some ridiculous liberal dog and pony show. I say science fiction because it's pretty clear that White America can't find even one person with sufficient testicular follication to do anything about the Funky Monkey and his Pri-Mate, much less three. I have often wished we were even a fraction as dedicated and conspiratorial and aggressive in real life as we are portrayed by these jackasses in Hollywood.

I am now debating as to whether or not to get the second season, just to see how it ends, as if I didn't know. [Sigh...] The good guys never win one in Hollywood any more. Do I really want to nauseate myself by watching whatever garbage these Jewish script writers come up with? Probably not. I'll say this much, though. I am really glad I included that scene in The Brigade where The Boys shoot the shit out of the Oscar ceremonies. Makes me feel I've struck back at the swine.

The West Wing is how liberals see themselves. It shows them wallowing in the power they have and even more, the power they wish they had to lord it over normal people. It's how they wanted Bill and Hillary Clinton's regime to be, instead of the cesspit of immorality, druggery, buggery and corrupt incompetence it really was. This series is worth seeing, on the whole. If you have any faint remnant of decency or honor or pride in your heritage as a real American, not a Hollywood comic book character, then watching The West Wing will instill in you the kind of quiet and simmering rage that will make you want to kill these people. It will let you understand very clearly why they deserve to die.

More straws floating down all the time on the back of a camel so strong and so stupid that you're sure the camel's back will never, ever break. But now that the Almighty Dollar itself is finally collapsing....?

What's going to happen when all of a sudden the regime can no longer pay its mercenaries to protect their pale and fragile asses from the consequences of their own behavior, and the paychecks for all those cops and Secret Service goons stop coming?

Watch The West Wing and focus and store your rage, your profound and righteous urge to get your fingers around those liberal throats. More may be possible than you think, sooner than you think.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

BO's Woman Problem Is Growing

[One of the most grotesque aspects of the bizarre Cult of the Funky Monkey is that it seems to be largely comprised of white female media reporters who, in His Ineffable Baby-Shit Brown Presence, go all silly and giggly like junior high school girls. I swear, I think some of those trashy newshens want to suck his dick, and maybe they have done. Samantha Bee is a particularly revolting example.

But it is becoming increasingly obvious that not all American women are being taken in by the Baby-Shit Brown Messiah. I got this off the Net. - HAC]

They say you can tell a lot about a person by looking into their eyes. The eyes are the windows of the soul. And even though I have been very anti-Obama since the primaries, I was completely shocked at how downright mean and sinister Obama looked in the debate last night.

Take a look at this photo. This is not just an unflattering picture. It really does capture the type of stare that Obama held throughout the debate. His eyes are cold and calculating. His gaze is intense, but lacking warmth. He does not smile.

I was so completely disturbed by Obama’s harsh, angry eyes that I am seriously starting to wonder if the man is an actual sociopath, who is incapable of feeling real warmth and love for another human being. These are the eyes of a serial killer.

I used to think Obama was an attractive man, but as the campaign wears on, Obama is looking like a gaunt, angry version of his former self. He’s turning into Skeletor. Give the man some food or something. With the cold, heartless Obama pointing his bony finger like that, you might as well put a scythe in his other hand and a long black hooded robe over his skeletal frame. One frozen look from that man and you’ll keel over and pass to the other side.

Frightening, that’s all I have to say.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Northwest Observer for October 2008

The October issue of Northwest Observer rolled off ye presses today. For a free sample copy e-mail me at or

Friday, September 26, 2008

The Coming Fraud

The little girl in yesterday's post makes one valid and interesting point: it is now quietly but generally acknowledged, even among the talking head media, that the Obamanable Snowmen, this slick team of political operatives surrounding Monkey Meat, did in fact use electoral fraud in several instances during the primaries, specifically packing the caucuses with Booga Booga's cult members. (One good reason to outlaw caucuses, which are notoriously easy to rig, and make candidates face an actual election.) As per usual, the nigger doesn't have to play by the same rules everyone else does, and we all just look the other way and pretend we don't see.

So, several questions arise from this fact. One, what fraud are these same people planning to use in November to elect the Baby-Shit Brown Messiah?

Secondly, just exactly how did an unknown outsider of any race assemble this highly efficient team of largely Jewish pros? They all should have been snapped up by Hillary or Edwards or the Republicans.

Third, where the fuck is all this money coming from? Please do not insult our intelligence by claiming it's all coming from donations made on Daddy's credit card by ditzy Valley girls who think the mulatto is "hot" or from New York faggots and Hollywood crimsonbacks. Somebody is slowly and carefully feeding millions of dollars into BO's campaign. Who is doing it, and why? Are we in fact looking at some kind of Manchurian Candidate, here?

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Mommy Dearest Is Still In Play, Mah Nigga

[I swear to God, all this hysterical hatred and piling on Sarah Palin is going to backfire on the Obamable Snowmen! This is, of course, assuming the votes will be counted honestly and negroid ascendancy is not already a done deal for this wretched country. Here's another little something I picked up off the Net. - HAC]

You have to wonder what journalists and pundits do in their spare time, because they obviously aren’t doing any real research into their stories. As these isolated talking heads continue to scratch their heads as to why Obama isn’t doing better, the best reason they can come up with is “racism.” Never mind all the other reasons why people might not worship at the Altar of Obama, (his cult-like status is enough to scare me) never mind the rest of it.

But it doesn’t surprise me one bit to read the latest study that upwards of 30% of Hillary Clinton supporters are not budging in their lack of support for Obama. Oh, once again, the pundits will wring their hands and suggest that it’s just because we’re the “low information, low educated, redneck, racist” portion of the Democratic party. (Never mind the fact that I find myself to be better educated on this election than most everyone I know, and I happen to have a university degree.)

Never mind the fact that while it’s perfectly acceptable and understandable to these pundits for blacks to vote for the black man because he is black, it’s not understandable why women might actually be excited about having a female on the ticket to vote for, even if she’s a conservative.

If any of these so-called journalists actually did their homework and read a few of the PUMA blogs out there, they’d actually understand what’s really going on here. Let me lay it out to you again:

1. Obama stole the nomination through caucus fraud and a sham roll call.

2. He then snubbed Hillary as his VP in favor of a Washington insider, Joe Biden.

3. Sexism against Hillary made all this possible and acceptable.

4. John McCain has shown he is willing and able to listen to PUMAs and thus brought a female VP to his ticket.

5. Sarah Palin (contrary to popular stereotypes) is smart, accomplished, and accessible - she is an inspiration to many of us Hillary supporters who were dejected and disappointed to see the best qualified Democratic candidate - Hillary Clinton - get tossed aside for an underqualified male.

Nowhere in this list of reasons do I see “I don’t want to vote for Obama because he is black.” I won’t vote for Obama solely due to reason 1 - HE STOLE THE NOMINATION! Never mind all his other baggage. For that reason alone, Obama will never get my vote.

You’d think someone in the media would figure this out by now - unless, of course, they are complicit in covering up the voter fraud. Hmm. Makes you think, doesn’t it?

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Potato Head Rising

I tell you, whoever is running Mr. Potato Head's campaign is fornicating brilliant.

Potato Head "suspends" his campaign to rush back to Washington to "fix the economic crisis," thus making himself look dignified, experienced, and patriotic. Of course, he knows, and I know, and anyone with the intelligence of grapes knows it can't be fixed, that the Jews have finally tripped over their own shoelaces and America may well be finally going down the tubes, but who cares about facts? They only get in the way.

If Hussein doesn't follow suit he looks inexperienced, shallow, and selfish, which of course he is. He looks like he's running around the country undulating his big flapjack lips and not giving a damn about anything except himself while an older, wiser, and more patriotic White man selflessly gives up his campaigning for the good of the country.

On the other hand, if Monkey Meat does follow suit he'll go stumbling back to Washington and run around the corridors of the Senate pretending he understands what the hell is going on, which of course he doesn't since BO has all the economic knowledge and financial skill of a leprous armadillo. Okay, granted, few of the rest of Congress have any idea WTF is going on either, but the Funky Monkey will look incompetent, much more than most, and make a fool of him trying to use big words he doesn't understand and explain ideas he is genetically incapable of grasping.

In the meantime, Monkey Meat is standing around the corridors of the Senate like a third leg with nothing really to do, instead of being out sashaying in front of the adoring media and their cameras. Also, it gets McCain out of that stupid debate. (How does one "debate" with an animal?) There is no way McCain or Palin can ever win any so-called "debate" or event where the Obama cult's controlled and adoring media serve as judges and manipulators, and McCain is smart to avoid these stupid dog and pony shows.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

They're Finally Getting That Redbone's Number,obamarally092208.article

Uncharacteristically Low Turnout for Obama In Green Bay, Wisc.

McCain/Palin Drew 4,000 More Supporters at Same Venue a Week Ago

by Abdon M. Pallasch Staff Reporter

GREEN BAY, Wis. — Hoping to shore up support in his suddenly undependable backyard, Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama flew here Monday to talk about how he’d handle economic crises as president. ("Uh, Senator, "We needs money we goes and knocks over a liquor sto'" is not an economic policy.")

Recent polls have shown that Wisconsin — once pretty solidly in Obama’s column — is now a statistical dead heat between Obama and Republican John McCain. (This is because we're talking about all of the people there, not just the lunatic fringe in Milwaukee and Madison who are registered Democrats. Try, try to grasp this, media morons: this isn't still the primaries. Everybody gets to vote in November.)

“You all know that you hold this election in your hands,” Sen. Russ Feingold, a Democrat who said he worked on ethics legislation with Obama, told a crowd of about 6,000 cheering Obama fans in the arena next to Lambeau Field. “We just barely won this state for Al Gore in 2000 and we just barely won this state for John Kerry in 2004.” ("We just barely squeaked through with two dweebs, now we're trying with a nigger. Are we brilliant or what?")

Just a week ago, John McCain and his vice-presidential nominee Sarah Palin — who can bring out crowds the way Obama can —' (The way BO used to could. Looks like the bloom is going off the baby-shit brown rose) "appeared in this same stadium, Resch Center, to a crowd of 10,000 fans. There were an uncharacteristic amount of empty orange seats for Obama’s rally."

Monkey Meat is slipping. Americans who have been conditioned and socially engineered since birth never to so much as whisper a negative word about monkoids are starting to take a good long look and say "You've got to be kidding me!" even if only to themselves.

What do you want to bet the Democrats fall back on fraud to shoe-horn this nigger into the White House? Because right now, they can't win honestly and they know it. You can see it in the polls. Given the facts of the last eight years, the Democrats should be able to run a yellow dog and still be 20 points ahead, but instead they chose to run a yellow monkey.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Keep It Up, You Stupid Nigger-Lovers

[Do you Obamanable morons have any idea how badly you're pissing off women, all women, with these unspeakably vicious and transparently politically motivated personal attacks on Sarah Palin? You're going to trip over your own short-sighted shoelaces and deny your own coon the White House. Whoever persuaded Mr. Potato Head to nominate her is a bloody GENIUS! - HAC]

My Palin Pledge to All Female Palin Haters

With the latest Sarah Palin hatefest happening among female comics (Sandra Bernhard wants Palin to be raped by a gang of black men; a confused Margaret Cho hates her but wants to have sex with her), I have had it.

Listen to me, crazy liberal Palin-hatin’ women, and listen to me good:

Keep it up. Because if this sort of misogyny, from women, by women, against Sarah Palin continues, I will not only vote for Palin this November, I will vote for her in 2012 if Hillary is not the Democratic nominee. I will then vote for Palin AGAIN as long as she is on the Republican ticket and there is no female Democrat to vote for.

I have had it. I am absolutely shocked, disgusted, appalled, and sickened by the far left right now. As a former member of not only NOW but the very radical Women’s Action Coalition (WAC) in the 1990s, I am amazed at how far the feminist movement has fallen.

If this misogyny is what you really stand for, I will fight against it with my vote. And not only will I vote for Sarah Palin, I will vote for every decent Republican woman that I can. I don’t care if they are pro-life. I will vote for their accomplishments and sincere desire to serve America.

I will no longer vote on nothing but the issue of pro-choice. If we lose abortion, so be it. But if having the right to abortions means that women are turned into sex objects, because sex is so cheap and easy now, to the point where other women are now having rape and sex fantasies about female politicians, then let’s lose abortion for a while. I’m tired of the oversexualization of women, brought upon by a far left agenda for pornography that thinks that lesbian chic empowers women. (It insults real lesbians, that’s what it does.)

I’m done. Done with far left liberals who are filled with hate and rancor for anything that smacks of traditional values. You know what? I liked The Waltons. I wish we had more shows like that on than Dirty Sexy Money and Gossip Girl. I’m sick and tired of magazines showing women in their underwear. I’m tired of liberal elitism, I am sick of lattes and coffee shops, I am tired of health food being so damn trendy. I want to go to the DQ (Dairy Queen) for a real soft serve ice cream cone with jimmies on top. I don’t want my country to be forced to turn into Whole Foods.

And hey, I like Trader Joe’s, and organic spinach, but I like Kraft macaroni and cheese too.

So that’s it. Until your hatred and vitriol against Palin stops, I am going to vote for Republican women. Not just Palin, but other Republican women. You all need to learn some damn respect and manners. And rewarding your bad behavior with my vote is just not gonna happen.

Sign me,
Really Fed Up

Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Birth Certificate That Will Not Die

[Pinched from another so-called "legitimate" commentator, i.e. a blogger or journalist who has not yet been targeted by the Obamanable Snowmen. Again I apologize for this uncredited stuff, but all White Americans have an interest in keeping a verminous simian out of the Oval Office, and this is no time to rant and rave about "copyright." Copyright, shmopyright, America is in terrible danger and we all need to pull together against the Mystery Monkoid. - HAC]

In the June 9, 2008 edition of National Review Online, writer Jim Geraghty posted the following story to his blog, the Campaign Spot:

Obama Could Debunk Some Rumors By Releasing His Birth Certificate.

Having done some Obama-rumor debunking that got praise from Daily Kos (a sign of the apocalypse, no doubt), perhaps the Obama campaign could return the favor and help debunk a bunch of others with a simple step: Could they release a copy of his birth certificate? Reporters have asked for it and been denied, and the state of Hawaii does not make such records public."

There are several rumors circulating regarding Obama’s birth certificate. Geraghty listed these rumors as (1) Obama was born in Kenya, (2) Obama's middle name is really "Muhammad" and (3) Obama's first name is really "Barry," as he was called when he was a child growing up in Indonesia.

Geraghty concluded his article by saying that "If the concern of the Obama campaign is that the certificate includes...some other data that could be useful to identity thieves, that information could easily be blocked out and the rest released."

Three days later, as if on cue, the pro-Obama Daily Kos blog posted an image of what they claimed was a scanned copy of Barack Obama's "original birth certificate" sent to them by the Obama Campaign. By the end of the day, the Obama Campaign posted a duplicate copy of that same image on their website, Fight The Smears (FTS) although the size of their copy was reduced to about 42% of the Kos image.

What very few people know about this image is that it was taken down the very next day, replacing it with one half as big and poorer in quality (the original FTS image was 1024 x 1000 pixels, the replacement is 585 x 575 pixels). Did FTS take down the original because some people were finding anomalies in it? The entire FTS web site has only one purpose: to mislead the American public by labeling as "smears" all of the factual statements made about Obama. Posting a bogus birth certificate on their website fits their modus operandi.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

A Sea Hagger Speaks

[Stolen off another blog. I usually don't credit when I pinch interesting stuff, not because I'm trying to claim credit for someone else's work, but because I don't have time to waste with idiots who send me threats jumping up and down screaming because I quoted them. - HAC]

What if Biden is dumped for Hillary?

There’s been a rumor going around the blogosphere that Biden will drop out of the race and Hillary will be tapped for VP. It has now officially gained legs as Greta Van Susteren has covered it in her blog.

The question becomes: What will Hillary’s vocal supporters do if this is true?

Sadly, I have to say at this point that I will probably still vote for McCain and Palin should Biden step down. There are a number of reasons for this:

1. Having done extensive research into the candidates thanks to the Hillary debacle, I have decided that McCain is a good man who will do a much better job in running this country than Obama.

2. Additionally, it is my feeling that Obama is a puppet of some sort, a corporate tool or new neocon in disguise. His lack of character stuns me. His crazy followers scare the crap out of me. I don’t want this man with his finger on the button.

3. Hillary Clinton has frankly disappointed me by going along with Obama’s campaign. I understand the political reasons, but by doing so, she has swept caucus fraud and voter disenfranchisement under the rug. Given the same scenario, I think Sarah Palin would have fought for what was right, not what was politically expedient. Palin would not have smiled and stood idly by, allowing her delegates to be hijacked by her fraudulent opponent.

4. If Obama was a humble man open to suggestion, Clinton might be able to mold and tame his inexperience. But it’s been clear that Obama despises Hillary, and Obama’s campaign has already received criticism from Democrats for being arrogant and closed to suggestions. Hillary as Obama’s VP would be shut out and unable to accomplish anything.

5. I believe an Obama presidency would be a disaster, thus ensuring a defeat in 2012 and putting a much worse Republican than McCain in office for the following eight years. Hillary will then never have a chance to become president.

In summation: I hope that Biden stays on the ticket and Obama loses without Hillary. I believe that an Obama/Clinton ticket now would have an even bigger chance to lose, as Obama shows that he is pandering and weak. Hillary would then hurt her credibility and her chances to run again in 2012. If Hillary is brought onto the ticket, my only consolation is that I will at least have some small victory in helping Hillary at least get into the White House as VP if Obama wins, though my heart will be heavy as to what his presidency will mean for this country.

Friday, September 19, 2008

FDIC, My Ass!

When FDIC head Shelia Bair says her agency might have to bolster the FDIC's insurance fund with Treasury borrowings to pay for the new spate of bank failures, a lot of us assumed there's an actual FDIC fund in need of bolstering.

We were wrong. As a former FDIC chairman, Bill Isaac, points out, the FDIC Insurance Fund is an accounting fiction. It takes in premiums from banks, then turns those premiums over to the Treasury, which adds the money to the government's general coffers for spending on missiles, school lunches, water projects, and the like. The insurance premiums aren't really premiums at all, therefore. They're a tax by another name.

All of you feeling comfortable that the FDIC "insures" your bank account for up to $100,000 may want to ask, where will the government get the cash when no one will buy government debt anymore? Guess what. . . . . . they won't. Many of us may find ourselves destitute.

-Hal Turner

Okay, tell me again how a Chicago street nigger who has never even completed a single legislative term, and who has never had anything to do whatsoever with business, finance, or the economy, is going to fix all this? I keep listening to the Democrats for some hint as to what, exactly, the Baby-Shit Brown Messiah is going to actually DO about this, and all I hear is "booga booga booga."


Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Let's REALLY Screw The Pooch!

Gee, looks like the entire American financial system is in meltdown. Everybody's bankrupt and screaming for the government to bail them out, the Federal Reserve is about to start up those printing presses and keep on printing money until it has the approximate worth of toilet paper, and millions of Americans are starting to be physically thrown out of their houses and sent into homeless shelters or under bridges.

What can we do?

I know! Let's elect a completely inexperienced Chicago street nigger who, judging by his public utterances, can't even balance his own checkbook as President of the United States! Wow! That would, like, rock, duuuuude!

Hacking Sarah

Hacking Sarah Palin's e-mail? Now that's pretty tacky, niggaz. Especially since you apparently didn't get anything worth reading.

This Obama cult is starting to resemble Scientology.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Obama's Foul Weather Friends

[This excerpt is pinched from another web site, which I won't name in order to avoid screaming and hollering about their precious copyright. With the country facing this terrible threat, I think we all have more important things to worry about. - HAC]

The lack of media interest in the role of former domestic terrorists Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn in Democratic nominee Barack Obama's political ascent in Chicago is one of the most remarkable aspects of the 2008 presidential campaign. When the question is raised at all, reporters are quick to repeat Sen. Obama's claim that his relationship with the two former bomb-makers was fleeting and casual. Some cite Chicago mayor Richard Daley's defense of Ayers as a "distinguished professor of education" and "a valued member of the Chicago community." Why then should there be cause for concern?

Weatherman was a revolutionary communist sect that split from Students for a Democratic Society (SDS) in 1969. Weatherman's founding document called for a "white fighting force" that would be "akin to the Red Guard in China" to work with the Black Liberation Movement and other "anti-colonial" movements to bring about a communist revolution and destroy "US imperialism." Weatherman committed at least 40 bombings between 1969 and 1975. Targets included the Pentagon, the State Department and the US Capitol, other government buildings, military bases, police offices and corporations. Two of the group's primary leaders were Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn.

Defenders argue that Weatherman was not a terrorist group, since it frequently tipped off police about the devices. Bill Ayers recently called the bombings "a dramatic form of armed propaganda" and claimed "no one was ever hurt." In reality, the relatively low death toll from the bombing campaign was mostly due to technical incompetence.

On March 6, 1970, three members of Weatherman were killed when a powerful bomb they were constructing exploded prematurely. The device had been made from dynamite, wrapped with roofing nails to maximize casualties. Its intended target was a dance for noncommissioned officers and their dates scheduled for that evening at Fort Dix. The bomb that killed three in a Greenwich Village townhouse would have killed far more on a crowded dance floor.

Larry Grathwohl, an undercover FBI agent who infiltrated Weatherman, later testified that Ayers had identified Bernadine Dohrn as the person who bombed a San Francisco police station in February 1970, killing one officer and injuring two others. The agent also said that Ayers had constructed a bomb made from 13 sticks of dynamite that the group placed in a Detroit police officers' association building. The agent contacted the police, who cleared the area, but the bomb failed to explode. Ayers' murderous intent was clear enough, however. According to the FBI agent, "Bill said that we should plan our bombing to coincide with the time when there would be the most people in those buildings."

[Those Secret Service mooks who visited me last month might want to ask themselves what they're doing protecting a character who's chummy with cop-killers.]

Monday, September 15, 2008

The Empty Black Skull

The Empty Black Skull
A Profile of Barack and Michelle Obama
by Joseph Kay

There is a certain type of black student on today's campus who outwardly is smart, articulate, motivated, ambitious, punctual, socially engaging, and all else that any professor might want. For both the champions and the doubters of affirmative action, such black students seem to be just what the doctor ordered to banish racial stereotypes.

Unfortunately, the performance of such students on intellectually demanding tasks usually disappoints. The anticipated "A" on a research paper, for example, turns out to be a minimal "C," and, to make matters worse, writing style, logic, footnoted references, and all else indicating cognitive talent contradict the splendid outward appearances.

Compromise typically resolves the discrepancy. To avoid trouble, the "A"-looking African American student is given a "B" for "C" work. If he or she complains of the unanticipated "B," matters can deteriorate yet further. Discussions may reveal an inability to grasp the assignment's aim or why the performance was judged sub-standard. He or she may claim that similar work always won "A's" elsewhere. It is as if professor and student resided on different planets.

Because these surprised professors only know their own students, and are not aware of the general phenomenon, they seldom dig deeper. The lousy grade is easily attributed to shoddy high school preparation, lack of prior help, and the other liberal excuses that are proffered for low black academic achievement. Moreover, similar outcomes have occurred with white students, i.e., the classroom brain unexpectedly flunks the course.

But what makes this "disappointing smart-appearing black" phenomenon interesting is that it is pervasive. When the subject is raised in personal conversations, countless professors say, "Yes, now that you mention it, I've had several like that, but I thought I was the only one."

These disappointing outcomes are predictable, and have consequences far beyond the campus. The problem begins with the fact that few African Americans at a given university, thanks to lowered admission standards, have the IQs necessary to compete with their white classmates. If merit alone determined admission, this mismatch would not occur. All students would vie on a roughly level IQ playing field, and, given overall IQ distributions, few blacks would populate top academic programs.

What can paper over this deficiency is that many black students master the outward signs of "being smart." This is traditional outsider adaptive behavior, regardless of ethnic/racial backgrounds, and is reflected in phrases such as "passing" or "fitting in."

For those with above average intelligence, a keen eye plus a gift for mimicry is often sufficient to play imposter. Familiar academic tools include learning fancy words like "paradigmatic," adroit name-dropping, affecting the professorial sartorial style (e.g., a tweed jacket, blue Oxford shirt), certain verbal mannerisms, even a sprinkling of Yiddish in some venues. A PowerPoint presentation with multiple equations bedazzles. A few Black Panthers once pulled off this deception by tossing around a little Marxism. This is no different from a competent actor with a few weeks of observation plus some props convincing an audience that he is a business tycoon, though the real tycoon would sense the charade.

There is a scientific basis to this skilled imitation. IQ test data indicate that blacks usually perform better on items reflecting social norms, less well on abstract, highly "g" loaded items. This is the opposite of popular criticisms of IQ testing, which argue (falsely) that blacks score low because they lack access to the "white" culture underlying IQ tests.

In reality, blacks perform worse on abstract, non-cultural sub-tests like spatial relations and better on questions reflecting everyday life (e.g., "What is a bed?" an actual question on the popular WAIS-R IQ test). Thus, a black sociology student who confidently asks about a "construct validity of a multi-dimensional operational indicator" at the department's Thursday symposium will be deemed a rising star and doubters risk being called racist ("Are you hinting that blacks can't do measurement"?) And with actor-like performances rewarded by approving professors, this superficial verbal facility improves. But when lengthy tests require students to evaluate and apply in detail alternative validity approaches to varied statistical indicators, the game is up.

Non-university people cannot grasp just how simple it is to fool those wanting to believe that outward appearances signify intellectual ability. This is particularly the case in soft disciplines that do not require mathematics. The clever law student imposter can conspicuously carry around legal tomes, ask "serious" questions whose sole purpose is to name-drop obscure cases, complain about spending too much time in the library, join organizations to build a stellar resume, and otherwise construct a false persona. Success at one level leads to triumph at the next. Few professors have the gumption to flunk a pretender who has successfully fooled dozens of others (con artists use this technique when telling potential suckers about all the others who have bought the scheme). But assuming that the lightweight must be the real thing is painless.

My impression is that it is often even easier to fool so-called conservatives. These folk are always suspected of racism, and when they find that seeming stellar African American intellectual, the fawning can be embarrassing. This, they hope, will convince the world that they are not racists, and they may even exaggerate the imposter's abilities--a mediocrity becomes brilliant. Needless to say, these highly presentable intellectual lightweights are often sufficiently savvy to exploit conservatives anxious to demonstrate their anti-racist bona fides.

What separates real life, including politics, from the academy is that real life seldom requires the individual to pass a tough test to demonstrate genuine mastery prior to being given a position. Only afterwards, when the candidate is elected or the junior executive hired, are there unexpected "surprises." At least initially, superficiality always carries the day. A well-tailored, eloquent black office seeker can easily impress audiences by announcing "the declining yield of each marginal investment suggests a cautionary approach." But the listener can never know if this high-sounding verbiage reflects knowledge, or just a knack for picking up economic lingo.

Certainly no media personality will ask if this declining yield still represents a net gain in light of alternative investments elsewhere, or whether the opportunity costs associated with alternatives still warrant investment. If this occurred, the interviewer, not the befuddled black candidate, would be condemned with the withering statement that "No white candidate would be so badgered." Thus no incentives exists to expose the arriviste.

Conflating articulateness with high intelligence invites disaster, since the "smart style" is all too easily acquired. Think of Eddie Murphy playing Prof. Sherman Klump in The Nutty Professor. The tip-off is usually the lack of tangible accomplishment, [Obamas!] for example, a well-crafted research paper done with minimal assistance. Verbal ability and "white" style is decisive.

Again, the fact that many whites, particularly conservatives, desperately want to believe the best, only facilitates the swindle. Perpetrators may even believe their own act since it goes undisputed.

Thus, after decades of failed efforts to achieve racial equality, the market for black empty suits is booming. We've invested billions, perhaps trillions, to get blacks into high-level positions, and to demand a genuine demonstration of intellectual competence, not just mesmerizing appearances, risks exposing massive wastefulness. What you see is not what you get.

[And now we're going to make one of these black empty suits President. - HAC]

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Obama Waffles

Forum sells Obama Waffles with racial stereotype

WASHINGTON (AP) - Activists at a conservative political forum snapped up boxes of waffle mix depicting Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama as a racial stereotype on its front and wearing Arab-like headdress on its top flap.

Values Voter Summit organizers cut off sales of Obama Waffles boxes on Saturday, saying they had not realized the boxes displayed "offensive material." The summit and the exhibit hall where the boxes were sold had been open since Thursday afternoon.


Gee, it must be great running for office when your opponents are terrified of using satire against the candidate for fear a bunch of politically correct assholes will accuse them of "racism," rather like an accusation of witchcraft in the Middle Ages. Whatever happened to "if you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen?" Oh, I forgot. Harry Truman was a White man.

But that's the thing with affirmative action hires. They get a pass, starting from Day One. They don't have to take the heat like White men do. They can hide behind a word in order to avoid any criticism or skeptical analysis of the kind of job they're doing.

Now we're going to have an affirmative action President who blames all of the many failures caused by his own nigger incompetence on "racism" and "all you racist honkies is out to get me." Beautiful.

No, Barry. No one is "out to get you." Worse luck.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

De Nigga Be Fucking Up, Part Deux

Democrats on Capitol Hill Fear Obama Fallout
by Dry Ice Washington

Special Correspondent
London Financial Times

Democratic jitters about the US presidential race have spread to Capitol Hill, where some members of Congress are worried that de Funky Monkey's faltering campaign could hurt their chances of re-election. Dat high-yaller fool be takin' everybody down wit him he don't get his shit together.

Party leaders have been hoping to strengthen Democratic control of the House and Senate in November, but dat potato-headed old white motherfucker’s jump in the polls has stoked fears of a Republican resurgence.

A Democratic fundraiser for Congressional candidates said some planned to distance themselves from Mr. Obama and not attack Mr McCain and have informed his campaign "Get back, nigga!"

“If people are voting for Potato Head it could help Republicans all the way down de muthafukkin' ticket, even in a year when the Democrats should be coppin' all dey shit,” said the fundraiser, a former Hillary Clinton supporter.

“There is a growing sense of doom among Democrats I have spoken to . . . Peeps be going crazy, telling the campaign ‘you gots to get you shit together and quit dat lyin' around you headquarters drinking Thunderbird and stuffing you bubble lips with Church's Fried Chicken, niggaz!’”

Concern was greatest among first-term representatives who won seats in traditionally Republican districts in the landslide of 2006. “Several of them face a real fight to hold on to those seats,” the fundraiser said. "Dey wonder why de fuck the Dems done nominated dis nappy-headed redbone muthafukka and his ho dat look like a monkey, instead of dat ole Sea Hag bitch. Dat shit fucked up."

Tony Podesta, a senior Democratic lobbyist, said members of Congress were “a little nervous” after Mr McCain shook up the race with his choice of Sarah Palin as running mate and intensified attacks on Mr Obama. “He actually nominated a woman in order to pander to Hillary's hairy-legged brigades. We thought he was too stupid to figure that out. We forgot Karl Rove is still slithering around in the background. Next I suppose they'll spot McCain wearing one of those little black boxes under his shirt so Rove can whisper in his ear while he's out on stage and tell him what to answer to stupid questions from the media."

The campaign manager for a first-term Democratic congressman from a blue-collar district in the north-east suggested that Mr Obama had become a liability. He said his candidate would reach out to Republicans and avoid attacks on Mr McCain, "but it's kind of hard when the presidential candidate is a baboon and looks like Curious George."

Friday, September 12, 2008

Whites Lift McCain To Lead Over Obama In Poll

by Early Cuyler
Associated Press Booty Inspector

(Story re-written to say what it should say if we had a legitimate media.)

WASHINGTON - An overwhelming advantage in experience and lopsided support from working-class and suburban whites have lifted Republican John McCain to a slender lead over anthropoid Democrat Barack Obama less than two months from Election Day, a poll on the presidential race said Friday.

The Arizona senator has a 13-percentage-point lead over his simian rival both with men and senior citizens, and a 23-point advantage among rural residents, according to the Associated Press-GfK Poll of likely voters. He's also doing better than the man who's middle name we're forbidden to say at consolidating support from party loyalists: 94 percent of Republicans back McCain, while 83 percent of Democrats prefer Curious George.

"My heart sort of runs with McCain and my mind probably tends to run toward Obama," said Etaoin Shrdlu, 58, a county government official in Othello, Wash. "I think I resonate more with McCain, seeing as how Obama is a baboon. It's difficult to imagine a baboon in the White House, even after eight years of George W. Bush."

The poll suggests that perceived bestiality is more of a problem at the top of the Democratic ticket than in the No. 2 spot for Republicans. Eighty percent say McCain, with nearly three decades in Congress, has the right experience to be president despite the fact that his head resembles a moldy cauliflower. Just 46 percent say Obama, now in his fourth year in the Senate, is experienced enough. Fully 47 percent say Obama is some kind of monkey and shouldn't be on the ticket or in the U. S. Senate at all, but in a zoo, or else on a chain holding a tin cup for an organ grinder — an even worse reading than the 36 percent who had the same criticism about McCain running mate Sarah Palin, serving her second year as Alaska governor after being a small-town mayor, who is widely believed to be a Sasquatch.

"This is [Obama's] fourth year in the Senate, and two of those four years he spent turning flips and going ook! and eek! during the primaries while running for President," said Leonid Chacmools, 63, an illegal alien from Wallington, N.J. "I'm not too comfortable with that."

Underscoring how tight the race remains, several swing groups that traditionally help decide presidential races remain split between the two tickets. These include independent marmosets, married lesbian Eskimos, and members of the lycanthropic West African leopard cult.

[My God, this drivel just goes on and on....]

Thursday, September 11, 2008

De Nigga Be Fucking Up, Homes

Polls showing John McCain tied or even ahead of Barack Obama are stirring angst and second-guessing among some of the Democratic Party’s most experienced operatives, who worry that Obama squandered opportunities over the summer and may still be underestimating his challenges this fall.

“It’s more than an increased anxiety,” said Doug Schoen, who worked as one of Bill Clinton’s lead pollsters during his 1996 reelection and has worked for both Democrats and independents in recent years. “It’s a palpable frustration. Deep-seated unease in the sense that the message has gotten away from them.”

Joe Trippi, a consultant behind Howard Dean’s flash-in-the-pan presidential campaign in 2004 and John Edwards’ race in 2008, said the Obama campaign was slow to recognize how the selection of Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin as McCain’s running mate would change the dynamic of the race.


Etc. etc. etc. Basically, de nigga be pussy-whipped or stoopid or both, and he dissed Hillary on the Vice Presidential choice. Walked up and slapped dat white bitch right in de face in front of all her crew of hairy-legged Yankee women and yentas. Either Michelle put her hoof down and wouldn't let him pick the Sea Hag as his running mate, or else he scared ob de Sea Ho, scared she gonna bring in some bad brothuhs from Arkansas and de O-man gonna get got. Well, true, he might have a point there. Dat white ho hab more bodies on her dan a Chinese cemetary.

-Dry Ice Washington

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

De O-Man Be Losing Him Cool

De O-Man be losing he cool. Calling Sarah Palin a pig was not the reaction of even a normal political mudslinger in a democratic system. It was the petulant reaction of a Chicago street nigger yelling obscenities out of the window of a pimped-out ride, which is whut de O-Man be. Keep it up, Alaska lady. Get inside his nappy head and give all that fatback and Church's Fried Chicken a stir.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

He's Light, But He Ain't Bright

The blacks have an expression for half-breeds like Obama: "light and bright." Back in the 1980s Julian Bond, a notably light-skinned negroid, got in trouble in an interview on some variety guest show I saw once. He really pissed off coal-black "comic" Gareth Morris by stating that "black people with the highest percentage of White blood are the most intelligent." Morris was about to assault Bond when they cut to a commercial.

I forced myself to watch a few minutes of Barack Obama maundering on last night, and I tell you, this coon may be light, but he ain't bright. This nigger's as dumb as any blue-gum out of the Bogue Chitto swamp, which is odd, because usually a high percentage of White blood does mean a smarter negro. I hate to say this, but I actually think his flea-bitten pri-mate Michelle may actually be smarter than BO himself.

Hussein doesn't seem to have much of an attention span and he can't think on his feet at all. This was apparently one of those unscripted moments when some reporters broke through his protective cordon of Missing Links and asked the Baby-Shit Brown Messiah about Jug-Ears's beginning of troop withdrawals from Iraq (to send to Afghanistan and Pakistan and plug their fingers in the dike there.)

Hussein literally rolled his eyes, looking around for one of his handlers, none of whom seemed to be around. Then he looked up at the sky and said "Uh....." and then after about twenty seconds of stalling (it's a pity Michelle won't let him smoke, since lighting a cigarette is a good way to stall a conversation while you think of something to say) BO mumbled a few words, literally, so indistinctly you could barely make them out, which has nothing whatsoever to do with the question. Then his handlers arrived, opened up their cordon, and whisked him back inside.

If and when this baboon does get elected to the White House, who the hell will actually be running the country while he spins in his chair in the Oval Office and shoots paper clips from rubber band slingshots at his secretaries (or grabs their tits, since like most niggers he won't be able to keep his fingers out of the cookie jar.) Who is behind this monkoid, since even a cursory watch of a few minutes of TV is enough to indicate that he can't possibly have thought up this President business himself? Never mind the near billion dollars that suddenly materialized out of thin air for his campaign?

Monday, September 8, 2008

Hussein Admits He's A Muslim

BO slipped up on TV and admitted that he's a Muslim. Big surprise. I think we all got that a while back, especially in view of the fact that the alleged "Christian church" in Chicago which he and his hideously ugly pri-mate have been attending for the the 20 years clearly has not a damned thing Christian about it and is simply a front for racial hatred of white people.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

The Turning Wheels

(Prologue to the novel A Distant Thunder by H. A. Covington)

At the end of the twentieth century, there was a Japanese college professor named Francis Fukuyama. He wrote a long, intellectual, and très chic essay called The End of History that became quite famous.

Francis Fukuyama was an intellectual whore who sold his mind for money. He was a tame academic who sucked up to the wealthy and powerful of his era, big time. He told them what they wanted to hear and he reaped their largesse. When the blank-faced white men in the silk suits said jump, Francis Fukuyama asked “How high?” When the suits said run, Francis Fukuyama asked “How far?” He politely avoided the mildly disturbing term plutocracy, and substituted a much more fashionable practice of publicly referring to the wealthy, corrupt, amoral, incompetent, discreetly homosexual Anglo-Zionist corporate ruling élite of the late twentieth century by the grotesque name of liberal democracy. It was, of course, neither liberal nor democratic, but truth didn’t matter in those days.

Fukuyama argued that liberal democracy was the final form of human government for all time to come. He claimed that the allegedly irresistible combination of liberal democracy and multinational capitalism had triumphed over all other competing systems such as monarchy, fascism, communism, National Socialism, welfare state socialism, and of course that nasty Islamic theocracy of the ignorant Arab peasants that persecuted poor little helpless Israel so.

History was now at an end, Professor Fukuyama told the world. All that remained was to formalize that fact by taking care of a few little details and getting everybody on board and whipped into shape. Then once we got rid of all those picky little odds and ends like race, and religion, and culture, and morality, and the traditional nuclear family—in other words, once we destroyed all that makes humanity truly diverse in the non-politically correct sense of the term—then all the nations of the earth would boogie down in one great conga line onto the great worldwide Euro-American consumer plantation. There mankind would graze in the grass, dancing and singing and blowing dope and fucking anything with a pulse, bathed in the warm soothing glow from the television.

The very flow of history itself would cease and the Garden of Eden would be reborn, but instead of a serpent in our new paradise we’d have only Ronald McDonald. The world would henceforth and forever be benevolently ruled from the corporate boardroom by pale, unseen beings in expensive suits, while at their shoulder for spiritual guidance whispered the holy rabbi Hyman Heeblebaum from Temple Schmuck-El, wearing his little blue and white knitted beanie, his heart filled with the brotherhood of man and confident in his ancient Talmudic knowledge of what is best for us all.

Wrong, asshole.

Dead wrong.

The United States of America into which I was born was all a lie. A cheap, shoddy, vicious, evil lie that deserved nothing but bloody death at the point of the sword. In the United States of America, if you had a white skin and a dick on you, if you had no money, then you were nothing. Get back, redneck! No one cared about you. No one would lift a finger to help you, and all you were good for was to fix the rich people’s appliances and toys. You were raw material for biped swine in suits to make money for themselves off your sweat and your pain. You lived your whole life like a dog, you were beaten like a dog, and you died like a dog.

Well, by God, we showed those rich sons of bitches and their smart Jew lawyers and their pet monkeys that dogs have teeth! Oh, yeah. Amazing what a few well-placed bullets and a dab or two of Semtex under some rabbi’s kosher tuchis can do to get the wheels of history jump-started and turning back on track.

My name is Shane Ryan. I was one of those little details Fukuyama and his kind could never quite take care of. I was a Northwest Volunteer.
This is how we started the wheels of history turning again.

(A Distant Thunder is available online from and Barnes and Noble.)

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Neocon Bimbo Better Than Monkey Meat

Yes, I know, Sarah Palin is a brain-dead neocon bimbo who was nominated solely because she has a pair of tits on her in an effort to steal Sea Hag voters from the Democrats. Well, hell, if the Democrats can run an affirmative action candidate, I see no reason why the Republicans can't do so as well.

Her neocon ranting at the convention merely proves what we all know: that four years of Mr. Potato Head will be four more years of Jug-Ears in reality. Big surprise.

If the alternative wasn't so horrible and shameful I'd be hammering on Potato Head and this bimbo hard, but the Democrats have managed to come up with the one candidate more physically nauseating than these neocon jerk-offs. A nigger is not acceptable, anytime, anywhere, for anything. Potato Head and his skank won't be saying much of anything intelligent or new when they get in, but at least they won't be saying booga booga booga.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Last Night's Riots in St. Paul

This is from Josh, a friend of ours who just moved from Pahrump to Minnesota, timing his move to coincide with the Republican Convention. He is a 22-year journalist, very smart and a wonderful person. He is also a Ron Paul supporter.

Sent: Friday, September 05, 2008 6:47 AM
Subject: Last Nights Riots in St. Paul

Okay, well, it seems there won't be much coverage of last night's riots in St. Paul, which, by the way, were pretty brutal.

Tear gas was everywhere. Smoke was all around and explosions seemed to be going off constantly. With the green tint that some of the smoke bombs gave the night sky, it looked almost like the Bombing of Fallujah that we all watched on TV through infared cameras.

What really angers me about it though, is all the reports I've read are talking about the riots on Rice and Marion Street. There was a riot there. Apparently 200 people got arrested, including quite a few journalists.

Which would explain why there has been virtually no coverage of the infinitely more massive riot that took place maybe 10 minutes later, as the protesters advanced to Rice and University, a dense, highly populated area.

There, hundreds of cars were stopped and I'm sure plenty of non-participants were gassed. You could smell it everywhere. My father-in-law and I tried to run for a McDonald's, but just as we got there, and employee came up and locked us out.

We tried to get to our car (nearly getting run over by cops as they drove 30 mph backwards). We finally got in there, Joe started it, and a cop yelled "Hey you! Stop!" He came up and held us there for a little while. He checked our IDs and I'm sure put us on the Terror Watch List or some other BS List.

Then he yelled, "Get out of the area or you will be arrested!"

We got the hell out of the area, then drove to a gas station on the edge of St. Paul and Maplewood. Just after we turned in, three motorcycle cops pulled in behind us. One drove right up to the back of the car and just stared right at my face (I had gotten out to go to the bathroom). He then looked at our license plate.

He was trying to tell us to get out. So, we did. I got back in the car and we left.

PLEASE REMEMBER: The cops are arresting journalists en masse. So, the stories you hear are often only half as bad, because the journalists never made it to the Big One.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Some Questions In Re: Monkey Meat

Where was the individual currently using the name Barack Obama born? Hawaii? An island off of Hawaii? Kenya? Canada?

School records list Obama as a citizen of Indonesia. Was he a citizen of Kenya, Indonesia and/or Canada?

The Baby-Shit Brown Messiah has used the following aliases at various times during his public and private life: Barack Obama, Barry Soetoro, Barry Obama, Barack Dunham, & Barry Dunham. Why can't he seem to make up his mind what his own name is?

On his Illinois Bar Application Obama failed to acknowledge use of names other than Barack Hussein Obama, which is a criminal perjury offense and should disqualify him from ever practicing law and get him disbarred. Why has the Funky Monkey's blatant disregard of the rules been completely ignored?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

I Have A Dream

Just FTR, I don't want anyone, and I do mean anyone, to get the idea that I have been in any way intimidated or distracted from the central theme of this blog, which is the changing of history through one supreme Act. I haven't forgotten my Dream of a world sans BO.

I have to concede this democracy crap is a very interesting sideshow, although perhaps Grand Guignol freak show would be a better way to put it. It's very easy to wander off on silly tangents over things like conventions and buy into, or appear to buy into, this thoroughly bogus idea that any of that happy horse shit means something.

It doesn't. We need to bear in mind the by now indisputable fact that we are all aware of somewhere in our subconscious, that these elections are all as phony as a $3 bill. They are rigged, their results are predetermined in advance by men in business suits without souls who control the Diebold corporation and its voting machines, and we really have no choice as to whether or not we will have a geriatric and senile old thief sitting by the door in the White House, or a gibbering anthropoid.

That decision has already been made for us. I suspect it's Monkey Meat, or he simply would not have been allowed to get this far. Of course, one man among us can still un-decide that, if he cares enough to surrender his own life in exchange. So far we haven't found that one man, and probably won't. South Africa and Rhodesia never did.

The chances that the lightning bolt of change, of human intervention in the schemes of devils, will ever occur, are almost non-existent. But we can all dream of the glorious day when we turn on CNN and see the screaming, hysterical, blubbering media talking heads howling like dogs, and know that all of a sudden the sun looks a little brighter, a weight has been lifted from our souls, and life seems a little more worth living.

Effectively, I can do nothing to bring that Day of the Dream about myself. But I will never cease to speak of it.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Northwest Observer for September 2008

The September 2008 issue of Northwest Observer is now available. For a sample copy contact me at or