When I first moved to Seattle I had only enough money to
rent a low-income apartment. I didn’t have a job or the immediate prospect of
having one, but I put on sport coat and the kid manager thought I was “safe” to
rent to right then and there. Not liking the prospect of living on hot dogs and
water for longer than a first paycheck, I looked at the classified ads, and the
only prospect for immediate employment seemed to be the security business. All
I had to do was walk in the office and I was hired; low-low pay tends to have
that effect on retention. I preferred the jobs in empty buildings at night, but
I was seldom that fortunate.
Once I was sent to Green Lake Park, to “guard” some outdoor
stereo equipment. There were no lights and no moon, and it was darker than dark
among the trees. I asked the supervisor who dropped me off there if I could
obtain a flashlight and a walkie-talkie; he said he’d come back “soon” with
them. In the meantime, between dusk and dawn I thought I was an extra in a
horror movie; bums and tramps seemed to come out of nowhere, walking in and out
of sight like ghostly apparitions. Some wandered zombie-like around the site as
if it was the “Night of the Living Dead.” Although none of these guys actually
attacked or threatened me, I still spent most of the night in constant fear for
my life. When the morning light came, so did the supervisor and the gear I had
requested, but by then the “zombies” and ghouls had all decided to sleep off
(or drink off) their nights’ exertions.
Another park I was sent to was Camp Long in West Seattle. I
was supposed to walk the perimeter at night, but just before I began there
arrived a party of women who struck me as “eccentric” in their dress and
manner. One of them approached me and informed me that it was the desire of her
group that I stay as far as possible away from their little show. I saw them
trudge off to far corner of the park, light a little bonfire (they apparently
had permission to do this) and proceeded to gyrate around the fire, and intone
some strange chant.
I’m no expert in these things, but I can distinguish between
a typical night out with friends, and an attempt to escape from reality. These
people were trying to create an alternate universe in which they had the
“power” to become one with nature. I’m not talking Jeremiah Johnson here,
nothing that complicated. I’m talking about some fantasy land of the mind in
which they reign supreme, apart from “patriarchal” society. It really is just a
political statement. After all, it is “Mother” Nature, although “Mother” isn’t
often a very nice person—even to those who worship her like a pagan idol.
The world is littered with examples of such people who
profess a “positive” world, yet upon closer inspection is more negative in
aspect. The way some people interpret the teachings of the Koran is one
example. Another is the insular nature of “sisterhood” as opposed to the
universality of “brotherhood,” and often the occasion for what can be
interpreted as inherently discriminatory. What in some demographics is
considered “doing their job” police work is often considered unjustified
harassment by another. What one group considers “safe” behavior can be
considered an invitation to violence by another. What one demographic considers
proper remedial action to right a perceived wrong, can be viewed as tyranny by
another.
It seems that some people are hopelessly mired in a world
where morality and ethics are beyond rational definition. Take for instance
Laine Lawless, a person I first encountered on the webpages of the Southern
Poverty Law Center a few years ago. Lawless is a loud and proud lesbian and
militant feminist, who once was the den mother of some lesbian group that
worshipped Xena, who some may remember was a television character played by Lucy
Lawless, who is no relation to the former. Xena didn’t have any apparent male
love interests (Lucy altered that perception in the “Spartacus” series), and so
it was “assumed” by those so wired that she was having a lesbian affair with
her blonde sidekick. Naturally, Xena served as an “inspiration” for “strong”
and “independent” women who had no use for men; on the other hand, her
counterpart, Hercules (played by Kevin Sorbo), was never seen as anything but
your typical Hollywood fantasy figure.
All of that is curious but otherwise “harmless.” So is
Lawless’ “advice” for gays and lesbians on her personal website: “Let’s get real: gay men are like satyrs gone wild when it
comes to sex; the more the merrier. Most
gay male couples just learn to live with their loved one having multiple
partners. Men have no problem separating
sex from love, so it’s no big deal. Stop
acting like some jilted straight chick, Jose!”
That’s pretty much where the “humor” ends, however. In the
same breath Lawless announces “I’ve been attacked by the extreme left wing
media repeatedly and called pejorative names like butch dyke, bull dyke, etc.,
even though they supposedly are gay-friendly. I’ve reported their politically incorrect
slander to GLAAD, the Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation media
monitoring organization. While it’s not
OK to make prejudicial remarks about Jews or negroes, it’s still OK to use
unflattering slang words to refer to gays.”
Remember what I said about ethics and morality for some
people? Lawless was being attacked by the left alright, but in her skewed
worldview she was apparently hearing things—or if she wasn’t, it was from her
fellow right-wingers put-off by her uninhibited, embarrassing antics. Lawless
chose to “interpret” what hate group watchers said about her racial believes as
attacks on her sexual orientation, not on her virulent strain of racism.
Somehow her refusal to reconcile her own sense of
“victimhood” with her race hate only highlights the incongruity of her
anti-immigrant, anti-black and anti-Jewish beliefs.
Lawless was a leading member of the so-called Minuteman
movement, basically armed thugs patrolling the southern border looking for some
“action.” Apparently becoming bored by the lack of action, Lawless attempted to
contract with the National Socialist Movement, regarded as the most violent
strain of Neo-Nazism in the country, with immigrants the principle “enemy.” She
provided them with ideas on how to deal with people presumed to be illegal
immigrants: “Steal the money from any illegal walking into a bank or check
cashing place” or “Make every illegal alien feel the heat of being a person
without status. … I hear the rednecks in the South are beating up illegals as
the textile mills have closed. Use your imagination.”
Of course the problem is that it is actually kind of hard to
tell the difference between someone who is legal and is illegal in the targeted
group. There is an 80 percent chance that the person being beat-up is a U.S.
citizen or a legal resident. But to white racists, it is a “distinction”
without a “difference”; just ask Pat Buchanan—they all should be booted out of
his “fair” country.
It didn’t have much
play in the local papers, but a few years ago Washington native and nativist
Shawna Forde organized and led a racially-motivated home invasion in Arizona in
which a Latino man and his nine-year-old daughter were murdered. Forde has
since been convicted and currently sits on death row. Lawless admitted that she met Forde the day
after the killings. What they discussed has not been revealed, but Lawless
claims that Forde is the victim of a “racist and sexist” conspiracy and is the
victim of “racial profiling” because she is white. “Shawna’s become the target of a socialist government’s
clumsy attempts to marginalize and terrorize America’s patriots” and is the
victim of “the unholy government/Marxist-media alliance.”
But if there is a certain “incongruity” of a militant
lesbian promoting violent racism, then so would 9-year-old girls hitting the
concert circuit singing songs promoting race hate and race war. This begins
with their mother, April Gaede. Gaede believes that “White people are and have
been overwhelmingly the victims of interracial violence for years, not the
perpetrators — though the Jewish media tell us the opposite. We must reclaim
the moral high ground that is rightfully ours, and use every opportunity to
show the madness and injustice of White guilt, multiracialism, and universalist
attempts to convert other races.” National crime statistics show that
interracial violence is not the norm; homicide rates in particular show that in
the vast majority of cases are inner-racial. Although whites have lower
interracial homicide rates as perpetrators, one must remember that they also
vastly outnumber blacks, thus rendering the rates meaningless in terms of raw
numbers.
Gaede has been all over the place getting her “message”
across. She told the BBC that “I find other races annoying. … I don’t like
their chattering in other languages, I don’t like the way they look. I mean,
99% of them, they’re just not pretty. I don’t want to be around them. I don’t
like the fact they seem to make everything just dirty and messy wherever they
are. I don’t like to be around them. I want to be around all white people.” She
probably speaks for more people than she knows, although from what I can tell
at work, non-whites don’t have a lock on “messiness.” In 2006 she informed the
men’s magazine GQ that “Did you know
anti-Semitism is a disease? Yeah, you catch it from Jews.”
But Gaede wouldn’t have received such notoriety had it not
been for the fact that she “managed” her twin daughters, Lynx and Lamb, as lead
singers from the age of nine in a musical group called Prussian Blue—a
reference to Zyklon B, used in mass gassings at Nazi extermination camps. The
girls—both proud blonde and blue-eyed specimens, at least for their mother—sang
racist songs, usually at concerts for the benefit white supremacist audiences. “What
young, red-blooded American boy isn’t going to find two blonde twins, 16 years
old, singing about white pride and pride in your race … very appealing?” Gaede
salaciously proclaimed. The SPLCenter called them the “new face of hate,”
but the girls seem to have had a change of heart of late. This may be due to
the fact that both suffer from serious congenital medical issues, although they
may believe that the hand of God may also be involved.
Scrambling to respond to the girls’ sudden conversion from
promiscuous disseminators of hate through song to “not hating anyone” and
wishing to live in a world of “love and light” while blaming their mother for
indoctrinating them, Gaede claims that the girls have not actually given-up the
fight. Rather, they are “scamming” the “Jewish media” the way she “taught”
them. “The girls are using the Jews media to make bank as usual. If they had
done anything else they would not have gotten any attention. For a money making
scheme I guess I can’t blame them too much.” Given the “shock waves” the
conversion sent into the white supremacist world, the “attention” certainly
wasn’t designed to “make money,” since the girls don’t plan to sing their songs
anymore.
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