Memo to the Haters (You Know Who You Are)

Your world is crumbling. Yes, it's crumbling and no matter how much you try to warn people, it just keeps happening.

You warn US citizens with your websites and books and you frighten your wives who become ex-wives and if you had friends you'd frighten them too and maybe sometimes you walk down the street muttering about the Jews and the niggers and you frighten your neighbors a little bit. No, come on now, don't deny it, you know you do that. Why, your neighbor lady down the street doesn't want her little girl talking to you, shoos her in the house if she sees you coming. But, you know, muttering and carrying on is not a crime, and they should be scared, you think. There's so much to be scared of. Look what's in the White House. You think he's a Muslim, don't you? And we can't have that. Oh, no. And look at the people he surrounds himself with. Rahm Emmanuel. Those people.

You are frightened. Or maybe just pissed. Or both. You didn't get wherever it was in life that you wanted to get, didn't get the life you deserved You should have had a better job with better pay. One of them blacks must of got the job, and sure as hell them Jews don't want to pay you what you deserve.

Is this what you fought in the Big War for? To get treated like one of them, when they're the ones who are supposed to get treated like this?

I don't know for sure, but I'll bet your house isn't all that nice. Probably a bit unkempt, needs some paint on the porch, some siding newer than what you put on there when Ike was president. Look around you, what have you got? You're a bit of a failure, aren't you? Can't possibly be your fault, though, can it? No, sir. Noooo, sir, this shit ain't your fault. Uh-uh. It's their fault. Them. It's always them. Trying to destroy the white race. Trying to destroy you.

Yeah, look around, what have you got? You've got your smarts. You're smart enough, in a way, to write a book. Lots of hateful things in that book, I'll bet. You've got a computer. And you're smart enough to figure out the Internet and how to put up a website. That's pretty good. Shows some gumption, some get up and go. You're better than some minority that sits around collecting welfare checks. Damn straight. You're doing something. Hating is a full time job.

What else have you got? Oh, yeah, you've got your guns. They can't get those. Not yet. They'll try. Someday they'll try. Oh yeah, they're making laws right now to take our guns away from us, our basic constitutional right being thwarted by those people. They'll have to take your guns from your cold dead hands, won't they?

You need those guns. When the race war starts you wan to be ready. Or is it going to be a class war? Whatever. You know they want to kill you. You're a Gentile. And a damn fine specimen of a Gentile you are. That's why the Jews want you dead. And you're ready for when those jackbooted Feds, those thugs, come to confiscate your weapons. Uh-uh. Not gonna happen. Going out with your boots on.

Hey, what was that noise? Is it those black helicopters again? God-damned United Nations! Nothing but a Jew conspiracy, that is. You're ready for 'em. Don't bring your guns to town, son? Shit. You're gonna bring 'em all to town. Guns and ammo, baby. You're ready. Got a list of places to go and you're ready to do it to it. Right. Now. You've got a plan.

Well, I've got a plan for you too, for all you frightened little men and frightened little women, scared of change, of a world that doesn't look like it should to you, filled with people that don't look like you, or think like you, or pray like you.

Here's my plan for you scared little haters: Take a deep breath, put your guns and car keys down, and go back into your little hidey-hole. We don't want you up here on the earth's surface, sharing our good sunlight, the light of God's grace, so crawl back into your hole and start digging. All of you. Now. Right now. Keep digging and digging and don't stop until you get to a place where it feels real warm. You'll meet lots of people just like you there, and so many people you admired will be waiting, like old Adolph over there, shit, you'll think you were in heaven, you just didn't think heaven would be this hot.