swampthing
11-23-2009, 11:47 PM
Once again,a tale from the fictional Northwest Republic. I wrote this to do some venting after the trial of Letalvis Cobbins,and I just continued Covington's A Distant Thunder. That book consists of the fictional reminiscing of a 90-something year old veteran of the Northwest Volunteer Army,who's recounting his experiences for an oral history project. I enjoyed the book,and was about to start kicking holes in the sheetrock after Cobbins got off light. Instead of kicking holes in the sheetrock,I wrote this. Enjoy it (I hope). And if anyone has any constructive criticism,I'd be happy to hear it. I'm very much an amateur writer,and can use all the help I can get....
From the Universe of Shane Ryan....
One of the greatest operations the NVA carried out-and to my regret,I wasn't a part of it-involved some niggers that had carried out a particularly brutal rape and murder in Tennessee,back a few years before the war began. I got this story from one of the Third Section guys who'd been in the middle of it,and of course,I didn't hear any details until long after the war was over. So this has to be considered hearsay,I guess,and it wouldn't be allowed in an NAR court,naturally,but its still a damn good story and if it happened the way I heard it happened,its a credit to all of us who were in the NVA at the time. For the record,it came from my neighbor-two doors down-who was retired when he told this to me,and mostly worried about his rosebushes,and his home brewing. I'm not much of a drinker,but he managed to talk me into sampling some of his product,and he was good. And of course,I saw the results on the internet like pretty much everyone else did,because it was something for all of us to be proud of.
OK,I'm rambling again. The story...
A few years before the war started,this bunch of niggers had carjacked a young couple in Knoxville,and even by nigger standards,they outdid themselves. They grabbed these two kids in an apartment parking lot,and took them and their vehicle back to their crib. They spent a few hours raping these kids,and....ma'am? Yes,ma'am-kids,plural-they raped both of them,the boy and the girl. Multiple times. Yes,ma'am,it was indeed disgusting,but that's niggers for ...ma'am? Why yes ma'am,it wasn't as uncommon as you might...would you rather we take a break? No? Very well,I'll keep ranting,but if you get uncomfortable,just tell me,and I'll stop.
So after raping these poor kids,they took the boy out to the railroad tracks behind their crib and shot him,then poured gasoline on his body and lit what was left of him on fire. They kept raping the girl for a few more hours when they weren't trying to beat her to death,then they tied her up,put garbage bags over her head so she couldn't breathe,and stuffed her into a garbage can,which is where she died of suffocation,and where her remains were found.
I'll fast forward through the niggers getting caught-they hadn't planned any of this and once the two kids were reported missing,the niggers who did it were found and handcuffed in a few days.
I'll skip over the trials,too,except to tell you that they were awful even by the degraded standards of the time. The mainstream media,as you might guess,had ignored the whole thing,lest Whitey get upset and quit watching niggerball,but there was a big stink on the internet message boards and most of the trials were covered and could be watched on the web. As you might guess,all the niggers blamed each other,and not a one could pick a story and stick to it for more than 5 minutes. And the juries were tainted by having niggers on them,and...ma'am? Yes ma'am,niggers could be on juries back then,which is why very few niggers spent nearly as much time in jail as should have been the case. Yes ma'am,it's hard to believe,but it was one of the reasons a lot of us picked up a rifle in the first place,since it was the only chance we ever had of making at least a few niggers pay for their crimes. Not everyone,of course,but you'd probably be surprised at the number of people who were in the NVA,or the Party,because of some nigger that had robbed them and been turned loose by niggers on the jury who refused to vote for any kind of conviction.
I don't remember the details,but when all was said and done,only one nigger was death penaltied,and he was still alive last I heard. The rest-thanks to niggerfied juries and legal dealing (these trials were hugely expensive,and the City of Knoxville was having a real problem paying for them) got life sentences,or some lesser degree of jail time. That's where the NVA came in.
It was decided-at very high levels,I'm sure-that the NVA would benefit a great deal by providing-and being seen to provide-a little bit of justice for white people outside the Homeland. By this time,these niggers were lounging in jails,lifting weights and mostly being lionized by the other niggers in jail. We (not me,of course,but the NVA) decided that was way too good for them and set out to do something about it. I'm sure it was a big operation by the standards of the time,since it involved a lot of computer hacking,and a lot of exposure to the team that went and did the job,but the propaganda payoff was worth the risk,and besides,there were the souls of those two poor kids to think about. I understand that everyone involved volunteered,and they had to turn people away from this one,because they had more volunteers than they knew how to handle.
What happened was that the NVA-through some bribery,blackmail,computer hacking,and other evildoing from 3rdSec operatives managed to generate some fake transfer orders for these niggers,sending them from one jail to another. The real problem,I was told,was that of timing,since we had limits on how long a team could stay in place without getting spotted. But after a lot of groundwork,and a paint job on a van that was bought and made to look like an official vehicle,these niggers were handed over to some NVA members outfitted as Tennessee Department of Corrections guards. Neatly handcuffed and leg ironed,of course,which I always thought was nice of them. Not all of them,but we managed to get three of the five that were charged,and do it all at one time.
Then the niggers were taken out to the woods and we filmed them being executed. There was,I'm told,some talk of bringing them back to the Homeland for a real trial,but given the logistics,that idea wasn't feasible. Instead,they got taken to an old coal mine,if memory serves,told who was really in charge,and informed that they were being executed by the NVA for rape,murder,and kidnapping. There was also some talk of impalement being a more fitting punishment for rape than would have been a quick bullet to the head,but I was told that got nixed too,mostly because of time constraints. And of course,we didn't have anyone who had the slightest idea of how to go about impaling someone,and that would have been a problem too. Well,ok,O.C. Oglevy and his bunch could probably have managed an impalement,but Oglevy was nuts,and I can't imagine anyone seriously considering him for the crew that did this job.
Instead,the niggers got off easy-they were asked if they had any final words(none of them said anything intelligible,and I doubt they really had any idea what was happening),and then they each got a round in the back of the head,a few minutes after sunrise,when there was enough natural light for the cameras to record. Like I said,the whole thing was filmed,and the results posted to the web. The best part was when they laid out the corpses after the executions and put a bucket of fried chicken in each pair of hands. That had every one of us laughing for days,but you have to understand,by this time we were all pretty hardened to seeing dead bodies,and we were all pretty adept at graveyard humor.
Of course the feds were furious over the whole incident,but they really didn't do much that affected us because there was simply nothing they could do. All of the people on the team were already in the NVA and subject to immediate trial and probably execution if caught for any reason. They made a big deal about the fact that all of the niggers had been jailed in State run prisons,and implied that such a thing would have never worked if they had been in charge,which may or may not have been bullshit-I have no idea. The niggers were as dead as they were going to get and the pictures were there for anyone with a computer and an internet connection to look over. And the whole thing was,from Uncle's point of view,best glossed over and forgotten about as quickly as possible.
The NVA came out ahead on any number of levels. One level was that of simple justice-those two kids had finally been avenged,albeit incompletely,since we only got three of the niggers. And white Southerners with any spine left were all cheering,either secretly or not so secretly. The nigger population in the South was scared out of their wits by this. Niggers had pretty much run the insides of prisons any way they wanted to run them for years-raping white kids,intimidating guards,what have you. Now they had a very visible example to tell them that,no,they were not completely beyond the reach of some very not-nice people who would just as soon see all of them shot in the back of the head as not,and this went a long way towards keeping them quiet. I'm sure the good old grapevine news network was in overdrive over this,and there's no telling what kind of wild stories were being traded back and forth-niggers will believe damned nearly anything,so I wouldn't even hazard a guess as to what kinds of messages they drummed back and forth to each other.
And of course the feds had a lot of egg on their face after this one. The idea that a bunch of us evildoers could just drive up to a prison and drive off with anyone freaked them out. One consequence-and one that gained us some recruits with some unique skill sets-was the unofficial purge that followed the removal and executions. In Tennessee and at least a couple of neighboring states,the corrections departments started rolling heads down the sidewalk,and almost all those heads were pale types. By the time all was said and done,there were very few white men or women left working for the prison systems,and a lot of the people who got canned were within a few years of retirement. That made for real bitter feelings,and more than one mortgage foreclosure. The NVA got a number of recruits from that purge,and while these people had their disadvantages as political soldiers,they also had extensive knowledge of how jails were run,and were able to provide us with very valuable background information when we staged our own prison breaks. They were also very motivated,since a lot of them had pretty much lost everything when they were terminated,so having nothing to go back to,had no choice but to win here. And of course,having spent years dealing with niggers,they needed very little political education-heck,more than one wound up teaching in training sessions.
They also tended to make pretty good interrogators on the rare occasions when we caught a fed that we thought had information we needed. Not torturers,exactly,and strange as it might sound to you,they had very little formal training in interrogation methods. But having spent years dealing with convicts of all shapes and sizes,they often had bullshit detectors that were very finely tuned. And if we caught a Fattie,there was an excellent chance that said fattie had done time somewhere,and these former-prison system folks were very good at pushing the right buttons.
And-again,as odd as it might sound-this tickle went a long way towards shutting up the professional whiner types who did a lot of cheerleading against us in the mainstream media. These morons realized that they were not necessarily safe from us,and that it wasn't out of the bounds of possibility that the NVA might pay some attention to them,even if they were a thousand miles from the Homeland,and living in a gated community. They gave out a few press releases deploring the incident,but other than those obligatory bleats,they pretty much had very little to say,which was a relief to everyone who might have had to listen.
The whole thing was part and parcel of the NVA's way of doing things. We were making it clear to everyone that-while we might be mean bastards-we were being mean for a reason,and being seen being mean for a reason,the reason being the establishment of a new country which would be a home to white people from everywhere. And that while we were mean bastards,we were mean bastards who weren't blind to an injustice,and mean bastards who would-at least sometimes-take action to right an obvious injustice. And by this time,that was a message that a lot of white people were ready to hear.
I've had several incomers who get here after the war was over with tell me that the removal of those murderous niggers was a big nudge when it came time to decide to Come Home.
I've also been told that this operation was what got everyone in 3rdSec thinking past the day when we won,and when Uncle was chased out of the Homeland for good. There were obviously some minions who would be better off dead,even after they couldn't make any trouble for us here,but the subject-I hear-hadn't really been discussed seriously. After this operation,though,3rdSec realized that they had not only the justification,but the capability to carry out extended operations beyond the borders of the Homeland,and in fact,this served as a very useful dry-well,wet,I suppose-run for the later operations,like when we went down to Hollywood and wasted all those executives who ran the film industry,and later on,Applesmash and Pigkill. Not only did we accomplish our objective-we got some experience that I'm told was priceless when we moved on to bigger objectives. I guess that in a way,you could say it was the War Prevention Bureau's first op,even if they didn't technically exist yet.
Ma'am? Oh,no,sorry-I can't say anything else about 3rdSec operations,mostly because I don't know. Remember that I was strictly a spear carrier type,and I doubt that those men and women even knew I existed at all. The only reason that I'm able to tell you this story is because of my neighbor at the time who told me some of the details. I'd asked him before he died-poor guy passed away a few years back of a heart attack while he was capping some bottles of his homebrew-why he hadn't stuck with the job after the war was over. And he told me that he'd spent his entire adult life working with computers-mostly computer security stuff-and that once the war was done with,he never wanted to see another computer again as long as he lived. Seems his parents had pretty much forced him into that field,because it was one of very few ways left at the time for a white man to bring home a paycheck,but as good as he must have been at it,he didn't like it. He always wanted to be a farmer,which was pretty much impossible by the time we were adults,so he punched a keyboard,then started a rose garden in his back yard after the war,and sold enough roses and homebrew to be moderately prosperous. Nice guy,really. He'd done more than his fair share during the war,and he deserved every minute of his peace and quiet after we won.
From the Universe of Shane Ryan....
One of the greatest operations the NVA carried out-and to my regret,I wasn't a part of it-involved some niggers that had carried out a particularly brutal rape and murder in Tennessee,back a few years before the war began. I got this story from one of the Third Section guys who'd been in the middle of it,and of course,I didn't hear any details until long after the war was over. So this has to be considered hearsay,I guess,and it wouldn't be allowed in an NAR court,naturally,but its still a damn good story and if it happened the way I heard it happened,its a credit to all of us who were in the NVA at the time. For the record,it came from my neighbor-two doors down-who was retired when he told this to me,and mostly worried about his rosebushes,and his home brewing. I'm not much of a drinker,but he managed to talk me into sampling some of his product,and he was good. And of course,I saw the results on the internet like pretty much everyone else did,because it was something for all of us to be proud of.
OK,I'm rambling again. The story...
A few years before the war started,this bunch of niggers had carjacked a young couple in Knoxville,and even by nigger standards,they outdid themselves. They grabbed these two kids in an apartment parking lot,and took them and their vehicle back to their crib. They spent a few hours raping these kids,and....ma'am? Yes,ma'am-kids,plural-they raped both of them,the boy and the girl. Multiple times. Yes,ma'am,it was indeed disgusting,but that's niggers for ...ma'am? Why yes ma'am,it wasn't as uncommon as you might...would you rather we take a break? No? Very well,I'll keep ranting,but if you get uncomfortable,just tell me,and I'll stop.
So after raping these poor kids,they took the boy out to the railroad tracks behind their crib and shot him,then poured gasoline on his body and lit what was left of him on fire. They kept raping the girl for a few more hours when they weren't trying to beat her to death,then they tied her up,put garbage bags over her head so she couldn't breathe,and stuffed her into a garbage can,which is where she died of suffocation,and where her remains were found.
I'll fast forward through the niggers getting caught-they hadn't planned any of this and once the two kids were reported missing,the niggers who did it were found and handcuffed in a few days.
I'll skip over the trials,too,except to tell you that they were awful even by the degraded standards of the time. The mainstream media,as you might guess,had ignored the whole thing,lest Whitey get upset and quit watching niggerball,but there was a big stink on the internet message boards and most of the trials were covered and could be watched on the web. As you might guess,all the niggers blamed each other,and not a one could pick a story and stick to it for more than 5 minutes. And the juries were tainted by having niggers on them,and...ma'am? Yes ma'am,niggers could be on juries back then,which is why very few niggers spent nearly as much time in jail as should have been the case. Yes ma'am,it's hard to believe,but it was one of the reasons a lot of us picked up a rifle in the first place,since it was the only chance we ever had of making at least a few niggers pay for their crimes. Not everyone,of course,but you'd probably be surprised at the number of people who were in the NVA,or the Party,because of some nigger that had robbed them and been turned loose by niggers on the jury who refused to vote for any kind of conviction.
I don't remember the details,but when all was said and done,only one nigger was death penaltied,and he was still alive last I heard. The rest-thanks to niggerfied juries and legal dealing (these trials were hugely expensive,and the City of Knoxville was having a real problem paying for them) got life sentences,or some lesser degree of jail time. That's where the NVA came in.
It was decided-at very high levels,I'm sure-that the NVA would benefit a great deal by providing-and being seen to provide-a little bit of justice for white people outside the Homeland. By this time,these niggers were lounging in jails,lifting weights and mostly being lionized by the other niggers in jail. We (not me,of course,but the NVA) decided that was way too good for them and set out to do something about it. I'm sure it was a big operation by the standards of the time,since it involved a lot of computer hacking,and a lot of exposure to the team that went and did the job,but the propaganda payoff was worth the risk,and besides,there were the souls of those two poor kids to think about. I understand that everyone involved volunteered,and they had to turn people away from this one,because they had more volunteers than they knew how to handle.
What happened was that the NVA-through some bribery,blackmail,computer hacking,and other evildoing from 3rdSec operatives managed to generate some fake transfer orders for these niggers,sending them from one jail to another. The real problem,I was told,was that of timing,since we had limits on how long a team could stay in place without getting spotted. But after a lot of groundwork,and a paint job on a van that was bought and made to look like an official vehicle,these niggers were handed over to some NVA members outfitted as Tennessee Department of Corrections guards. Neatly handcuffed and leg ironed,of course,which I always thought was nice of them. Not all of them,but we managed to get three of the five that were charged,and do it all at one time.
Then the niggers were taken out to the woods and we filmed them being executed. There was,I'm told,some talk of bringing them back to the Homeland for a real trial,but given the logistics,that idea wasn't feasible. Instead,they got taken to an old coal mine,if memory serves,told who was really in charge,and informed that they were being executed by the NVA for rape,murder,and kidnapping. There was also some talk of impalement being a more fitting punishment for rape than would have been a quick bullet to the head,but I was told that got nixed too,mostly because of time constraints. And of course,we didn't have anyone who had the slightest idea of how to go about impaling someone,and that would have been a problem too. Well,ok,O.C. Oglevy and his bunch could probably have managed an impalement,but Oglevy was nuts,and I can't imagine anyone seriously considering him for the crew that did this job.
Instead,the niggers got off easy-they were asked if they had any final words(none of them said anything intelligible,and I doubt they really had any idea what was happening),and then they each got a round in the back of the head,a few minutes after sunrise,when there was enough natural light for the cameras to record. Like I said,the whole thing was filmed,and the results posted to the web. The best part was when they laid out the corpses after the executions and put a bucket of fried chicken in each pair of hands. That had every one of us laughing for days,but you have to understand,by this time we were all pretty hardened to seeing dead bodies,and we were all pretty adept at graveyard humor.
Of course the feds were furious over the whole incident,but they really didn't do much that affected us because there was simply nothing they could do. All of the people on the team were already in the NVA and subject to immediate trial and probably execution if caught for any reason. They made a big deal about the fact that all of the niggers had been jailed in State run prisons,and implied that such a thing would have never worked if they had been in charge,which may or may not have been bullshit-I have no idea. The niggers were as dead as they were going to get and the pictures were there for anyone with a computer and an internet connection to look over. And the whole thing was,from Uncle's point of view,best glossed over and forgotten about as quickly as possible.
The NVA came out ahead on any number of levels. One level was that of simple justice-those two kids had finally been avenged,albeit incompletely,since we only got three of the niggers. And white Southerners with any spine left were all cheering,either secretly or not so secretly. The nigger population in the South was scared out of their wits by this. Niggers had pretty much run the insides of prisons any way they wanted to run them for years-raping white kids,intimidating guards,what have you. Now they had a very visible example to tell them that,no,they were not completely beyond the reach of some very not-nice people who would just as soon see all of them shot in the back of the head as not,and this went a long way towards keeping them quiet. I'm sure the good old grapevine news network was in overdrive over this,and there's no telling what kind of wild stories were being traded back and forth-niggers will believe damned nearly anything,so I wouldn't even hazard a guess as to what kinds of messages they drummed back and forth to each other.
And of course the feds had a lot of egg on their face after this one. The idea that a bunch of us evildoers could just drive up to a prison and drive off with anyone freaked them out. One consequence-and one that gained us some recruits with some unique skill sets-was the unofficial purge that followed the removal and executions. In Tennessee and at least a couple of neighboring states,the corrections departments started rolling heads down the sidewalk,and almost all those heads were pale types. By the time all was said and done,there were very few white men or women left working for the prison systems,and a lot of the people who got canned were within a few years of retirement. That made for real bitter feelings,and more than one mortgage foreclosure. The NVA got a number of recruits from that purge,and while these people had their disadvantages as political soldiers,they also had extensive knowledge of how jails were run,and were able to provide us with very valuable background information when we staged our own prison breaks. They were also very motivated,since a lot of them had pretty much lost everything when they were terminated,so having nothing to go back to,had no choice but to win here. And of course,having spent years dealing with niggers,they needed very little political education-heck,more than one wound up teaching in training sessions.
They also tended to make pretty good interrogators on the rare occasions when we caught a fed that we thought had information we needed. Not torturers,exactly,and strange as it might sound to you,they had very little formal training in interrogation methods. But having spent years dealing with convicts of all shapes and sizes,they often had bullshit detectors that were very finely tuned. And if we caught a Fattie,there was an excellent chance that said fattie had done time somewhere,and these former-prison system folks were very good at pushing the right buttons.
And-again,as odd as it might sound-this tickle went a long way towards shutting up the professional whiner types who did a lot of cheerleading against us in the mainstream media. These morons realized that they were not necessarily safe from us,and that it wasn't out of the bounds of possibility that the NVA might pay some attention to them,even if they were a thousand miles from the Homeland,and living in a gated community. They gave out a few press releases deploring the incident,but other than those obligatory bleats,they pretty much had very little to say,which was a relief to everyone who might have had to listen.
The whole thing was part and parcel of the NVA's way of doing things. We were making it clear to everyone that-while we might be mean bastards-we were being mean for a reason,and being seen being mean for a reason,the reason being the establishment of a new country which would be a home to white people from everywhere. And that while we were mean bastards,we were mean bastards who weren't blind to an injustice,and mean bastards who would-at least sometimes-take action to right an obvious injustice. And by this time,that was a message that a lot of white people were ready to hear.
I've had several incomers who get here after the war was over with tell me that the removal of those murderous niggers was a big nudge when it came time to decide to Come Home.
I've also been told that this operation was what got everyone in 3rdSec thinking past the day when we won,and when Uncle was chased out of the Homeland for good. There were obviously some minions who would be better off dead,even after they couldn't make any trouble for us here,but the subject-I hear-hadn't really been discussed seriously. After this operation,though,3rdSec realized that they had not only the justification,but the capability to carry out extended operations beyond the borders of the Homeland,and in fact,this served as a very useful dry-well,wet,I suppose-run for the later operations,like when we went down to Hollywood and wasted all those executives who ran the film industry,and later on,Applesmash and Pigkill. Not only did we accomplish our objective-we got some experience that I'm told was priceless when we moved on to bigger objectives. I guess that in a way,you could say it was the War Prevention Bureau's first op,even if they didn't technically exist yet.
Ma'am? Oh,no,sorry-I can't say anything else about 3rdSec operations,mostly because I don't know. Remember that I was strictly a spear carrier type,and I doubt that those men and women even knew I existed at all. The only reason that I'm able to tell you this story is because of my neighbor at the time who told me some of the details. I'd asked him before he died-poor guy passed away a few years back of a heart attack while he was capping some bottles of his homebrew-why he hadn't stuck with the job after the war was over. And he told me that he'd spent his entire adult life working with computers-mostly computer security stuff-and that once the war was done with,he never wanted to see another computer again as long as he lived. Seems his parents had pretty much forced him into that field,because it was one of very few ways left at the time for a white man to bring home a paycheck,but as good as he must have been at it,he didn't like it. He always wanted to be a farmer,which was pretty much impossible by the time we were adults,so he punched a keyboard,then started a rose garden in his back yard after the war,and sold enough roses and homebrew to be moderately prosperous. Nice guy,really. He'd done more than his fair share during the war,and he deserved every minute of his peace and quiet after we won.