Wildfire

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1FBI Evidence Files, Case BAU-R1151, Digital Remaster #1 (written description)

The cinematography is shaky, often blurred. The cameraman pans an audience consisting mostly of men dressed in military fatigues and standing at attention. A few women watch from the perimeter. The meeting seems to be taking place inside a large hall, but as one adjusts to the dimness, one can see it is a huge cavern, lit primarily by flaming torches and a few distant flood lamps. From behind the camera, a man begins to speak, his voice echoing off the distant walls. The listeners barely move and appear rapt. The speaker is never seen. His voice, an animated, almost musical baritone conveys the qualities of a seasoned orator. His speech is received with obvious approval.

"I come before you to testify that the American dream is dead... at least for you and me, and an ever-growing number of white men who played by the rules: we worked hard, obeyed the law and trusted this vile, corrupted society. The American dream is dead for the men who built and sustained this country, white males betrayed by a hypocritical system couching vindictiveness in the guise of social progress. It is a system which avidly protects and promotes inferior blood, while shunning the only true source of strength, genius and progress, a system committing suicide in its relentless commingling with inferior genes, brainwashing subspecies with false claims of equality, while mocking the master race. And see, brothers, how the animals and savages among us have clung to the lies, while making no effort to exploit them.

"Imagine telling a spoiled child who has never worked for anything that he is entitled to the same rights, the same jobs, the same income as you or I, grown men who have worked and studied all our lives. Then, imagine that same spoiled child giving you orders, or cursing you when he proves incompetent; that same spoiled child turning up his nose at every conceivable advantage offered to him, advantages not offered to you, and then blaming you for his failure.

"That, brothers, is exactly what is happening with the black savage in America. If three hundred and fifty years has taught us anything, it is that you cannot civilize a savage."

(Laughter)

"Black and white do not mix, nor should they. The black savage has proved himself incapable of meeting the challenge of life in a white society, but rather than insisting that the savage adapt, the liberal social saviors have opted to undermine the strength of our country, rolling back standards of achievement and job performance to accommodate limited intelligence and sheer lack of effort, giving them an equal chance, in fact a superior chance at education and jobs that would have gone to you in any other country on earth. They call it equal opportunity, but if it were truly equal opportunity, no black savage would have a chance, so 'equal opportunity' has come to mean what we all know it to be: no white men need apply.

"Yes, brothers, your country has betrayed you, and all indications are that the betrayal will only worsen.

"For decades now, mediocre students among the savage clans have found their way into American colleges and universities where our white youth, with superior grades, have been rejected—all to fulfill the almighty quota. Those same savages have wrought protest and violence on those same campuses because they believe they are entitled to more!

"Those same spoiled savages then pollute the workplace with their uppity attitude, the personification of rudeness, totally devoid of social grace, and the moment any indignant white person defends himself and challenges them, they scamper behind the skirts of federal law and cry 'bigotry!' The lazy, good-for-nothing animals fill industrial vacancies to meet some obscene quota, while hard-working white men go begging for a job. They shuffle to work and sit on their baboon asses, forcing the whites employed there to do the work of two, just to save the company. But sometimes American businesses can't carry the weight of the slothful black cancer, and they go bankrupt, leaving everyone without work. And then, like a lethal virus, they rush to infect some new business, demanding their equal opportunity with their slogan of insufferable arrogance: 'you owe me, white man.'

"In every city and suburb, they copulate like wild beasts, producing savage, undisciplined chimps that will someday pollute American society with a new generation of violence and sloth. In the meantime, these offspring of rampant irresponsibility must be cared for in any way a well-meaning society can find, so your government turns to you by raising your taxes. Hard working white families, who manage their budgets and plan their lives carefully, must factor in the financial support of sexually promiscuous black whores who bring into the world untold thousands of newborn parasites, whom they have no intention of rearing. To compensate for the economic drain, white couples elect to have fewer children. In short, the present system of government approves and promotes de facto g******e of the white race.

"And to make matters worse, the more you give these ravenous animals the more they hate you. Welfare, unemployment checks, food stamps, educational and job quotas, unbalanced advantages and opportunities, are not enough. They still sneer at you and blame you for all their problems. They treat you rudely, they spit on your food, your car. They rob your homes, your stores, r**e your wives, sisters and daughters, all the while drinking, shooting up, snorting and screwing.

"And then they curse you, and call you a 'devil.'

"In the heart of savagery, they murder each other by the thousands with machetes and machine guns—but they call you a devil.

"The black savage American forms the tenth wealthiest nation in the world—but they call you a devil.

"Because of his association with the white American, the black savage has the highest per capita income, the highest life expectancy, the lowest infant mortality and the best living conditions of any black savage on the face of the earth—and they call you a devil.

"They call us 'devils,' brothers, because we have not given them enough. Unfair advantages, jobs for which they are not qualified, and billions of dollars of handouts are not enough. Benefits they receive no place else on earth are not enough. In truth, the black savage wants everything, and if you listen carefully to his leaders you will hear that he plans to take it violently.

"Witness the new black sport, brothers. It's the mass murder of innocent white people. The sociologists call it 'black rage.' Today I say to you, it's time the savages became re-acquainted with white rage. There's only one way to treat a malignant cancer, and it can't be half way. It must be bold and sweeping, devoid of emotion or conscience, a measure attempted only once in this century by our fathers overseas—which is absolute extermination.

"If you are with me, brothers. If you are eager to embark on this bold venture, join me in the eternal chorus of the mighty."

In unison, those in the audience raise their right arms and shout, "Seig, Heil! Seig, Heil! Seig, Heil!"

"For three hundred and fifty years the black animal has been too stupid to know who his enemy really is, and too stupid to care. He points his angry finger at every white face indiscriminately and then calls us racists. Little does he know or care that we and the black savage have a common enemy, which is the filthy rich pig. Until the latter part of the twentieth century, the true antagonism in America has never been black versus white, but filthy rich versus everyone else. Yet the rich pigs know the black savage is too stupid to make a distinction between the blood suckers of greed and the backbone of America. We're all the same to the savage, and he targets those who are accessible—never the ones truly deserving of vengeance.

"Throughout history, the parasite rich have betrayed decent, hard-working common folk in every generation of this country. It began with the heartless humiliation of poor whites in the deep south to whom they would have had to pay a living wage. Instead, the ugly, fat pigs plundered a savage nation, and flooded America with a pollutant known as n***o slaves, who took their jobs and lived better than many of your ancestors. Then, in the guise of social progress, this government of fat cats set them free to wreak vengeance on those who had nothing to do with their slavery. You see, the black savage is too stupid to know the difference between rich and poor. All he sees is white. So the poor, hard-working whites did the only thing they could to defend themselves. They formed the noble, enduring brotherhood of protectors known as the Ku Klux Klan..."

(Here, applause interrupts the speaker).

"And you know, brothers, the filthy rich follow the same pattern of enslavement and contempt to this day, laying off tens of thousands of decent, hard-working laboring men who made them rich to exploit hopelessly impoverished third world slobs and pay them a pittance. All this, so the top-level executives can make millions more a year. Those millions could sustain scores of families with reasonable and responsible values. Instead, they leave you without a job, without a future, and having to endure the blind hatred of ignorant savages. And your government, the vaunted U.S. of A. does absolutely nothing about it.

"The filthy rich and their puppet government sacrifice your lives, your health, your future on battlefields throughout the world, so they can reap greater profits and f**k our wives.

"Forty-five thousand American men died in the rice paddies of Viet Nam, fighting a war that your government never intended to win. A hundred thousand more came home with emotional and physical wounds that would never heal, all in defense of a military-industrial complex that not only reaped enormous profits at the expense of your arms, your legs, your very souls, but also experimented with nightmarish carcinogenic defoliants and weaponry that eat at your bodies and jeopardize the health and safety of your newborn babies."

(Here, a collective growl seems to erupt from the audience).

"In truth, they sacrificed your bodies on the altars of Viet Nam, Iraq and Afghanistan built only to worship their one true god—the almighty dollar.

"And while all this was going on, brothers, where were your girlfriends, the little sluts who now fill the jobs that should have gone to you? I'll tell you where they were. They were f*****g the very men who sacrificed you, f*****g the drug addicted freaks who pelted you with eggs, and f*****g the black savages who blame you for their corrupted spirits.

"Today, they're still f*****g you, but not in the good way, brothers."

(Laughter).

"Today, the little bitches demand equality in the workplace of a society they never defended, taking your jobs and then mocking your unemployment. The little bitches belittle your masculinity, while spreading their legs for some black savage with a salami d**k. They mock your needs, your feelings, by defiantly destroying your children, like some rite of passage, in a murderous abortion clinic. And always, they drape their arms around a deep pockets sugar daddy, the filthy rich, the very men who crushed your dreams.

"Again I say to you, the time has come, brothers, to reacquaint America with the meaning of white rage, like our fathers did in Europe, just sixty years ago. Let them know that we tried to play by the rules, we bought in to the American dream, which others like us built, and all it got us was hostility, mockery, rejection and death.

"Now, they must pay—every one of them!... in ways that will leave no doubt who the superior force and guiding light of this nation must always be. They must pay in ways that will re-awaken long-lost respect and instill terror.

"Today, brothers, I say to you: cut their throats, m******e their children, create havoc in any way possible—because they have it coming!... and it is your destiny!

"Make our fathers proud by outdoing them in cruelty, by forcing our enemies to cringe at our feet. Let us finish the job that was begun only two generations ago.

"We are the priests, the chosen race, the true American nation!

"Join me once again in the eternal cry of brotherhood!"

"SEIG, HEIL!"