Separation Is the Best Way to
by Kevin Alfred Strom
Free Speech, November 1996
Volume II, Number 11
ere in the United States we sometimes think about Europe in romantic
terms. We imagine that the racial problems and the rule by aliens which
prevail on this side of the Atlantic are somehow absent there. We see
Europe as a land of thatched cottages, cathedrals, yeoman farmers, and
milkmaids. Just around the corner are the great universities and
delightful White cities of our schoolbooks. A nice dream, but just as
unrealistic as imagining that the America of today is like a Norman
I hope the previous article dealing with the African takeover of
neighborhoods in France disabused you to some extent of these dreams.
Here's another wake-up call, this time from England:
NOTTINGHAM, ENGLAND -- Three black teenagers punched, kicked, and
stamped a man into a coma as they chanted "white bastard" at him.
Their victim, 24 year-old Gareth Wilshaw, will never recover fully. He
suffered severe brain injuries and remains in hospital after the beating
last Christmas. He is still unable to walk and his speech is badly
The three blacks, Danau Drummond, Marlon Howell, and Gary Hutchinson,
all 18, were "a pack of animals," brutal, cold-blooded, and callous,
Judge Dudley Bennett said at Nottingham Crown Court yesterday. "You
showed no mercy," he told them. "You have ruined his life. No sentence
I pass on you can ever compensate for that."
Danau Drummond was looking to vent his anger after losing a ring when
thrown out of a Nottingham nightclub on Dec 23 last year, the court was
told. The gang was responsible for three other attacks that night.
They might have got away with the attack but for Philip Ellis, a
Nottingham man who saw them and helped police to pick them out in a
Ellis told the court: "It was disgusting. It wasn't just kicking - it
was stamping on his head. I could hear them shouting ‘white bastard.’
It was the longest minute I have known. My natural instinct was to go
and help, but my sense told me not to, otherwise I would probably have
been with him now."
A security guard heard one of the youths boast: "Did you see the way I
did him?" as he mimed a kicking motion.
Danau Drummond was sentenced to ten years in a juvenile institution
after admitting causing grievous bodily harm with intent. He was given
another thirty months to run consecutively after admitting wounding a
man in an earlier attack, leaving him needing thirty-four stitches.
The court heard that Drummond subjected the man and his girlfriend to "a
torrent of abuse," calling his victim a "white honky."
The other two Blacks denied causing grievous bodily harm with intent,
but were convicted last month. They were each given eleven years in a
"We could not recognize our own son," Gareth Wilshaw’s parents said.
Outside the court they said they considered the sentences imposed on
Drummond, Howell, and Hutchinson to be "satisfactory," but they felt
nothing could undo the suffering caused to their son and themselves.
Ronald Wilshaw, 63, said: "They are going to come back to their own
lives -- but what has Gareth got? How many years is it going to take
him to get back to a normal life?"
He recalled the night just before last Christmas, when he and his wife
Yvonne, 61, were called to Nottingham City Hospital where his son was on
a life support machine. The beating had been so severe they were unable
to recognize him. His head was massively swollen with the imprint of a
shoe still visible over one eye.
When Gareth defied doctors’ predictions and opened his eyes after three
months, he simply stared vacantly into space. It was one day in the
spring, when the family's Labrador, Kelly, licked Gareth's face, that he
showed the first flicker of life.
Mrs. Wilshaw said yesterday, "At least he is alive and can talk to us."
The first thing Gareth asked when he awoke from his coma was "Why me?"
He remembers going into the city but nothing at all about the attack.
Passing sentence, Judge Bennett said: "You three participated in an
entirely, absolutely, completely unprovoked, vicious, and sustained
attack upon a young white youth who simply had been going out and
enjoying a pre-Christmas drink. There is the plainest evidence that the
attack was at least in part racially motivated, particularly so that
you, Drummond, could take revenge because you had lost a ring when you
were thrown out of a nightclub on account of your disgraceful behavior.
"You stamped mercilessly on that boy's head with sickening violence for
the best part of a whole minute, while your victim was unconscious and
helpless on the ground. While this was going on, you other two joined
in the attack like a pack of animals attacking their prey.
"There are far too many gangs and groups of youths prowling through the
streets in the late hours causing this kind of trouble, and it is going
I am sorry, Judge Bennett, but I think you are wrong. It is not going
to stop until White people retake control of their destiny and write and
execute a bill of divorcement from the non-European peoples who are now
living with, and feeding off, us.
A few years in a bed-and-breakfast for underage savages and, if the
Brits are as liberal as the stupid Yanks, then parole. The genetically
inherited character of Danau Drummond and the millions like him will not
change. And women likely to give birth to more such "youths" now fill
the maternity wards of Europe and America.
A related question is this: How would a jury composed mostly of
non-Whites -- like the O.J. Simpson jury -- have judged this case? By
accepting multiracialism we have lost our justice system.
Drummond's crimes and the liberals' crimes are disgusting, but I do not
counsel revenge. All our energies must go into procuring that bill of
divorcement. We must have racial separation -- or we will die.
* * *
Here's another story from Britain, which shows that the White
nationalist British National Party practices what it preaches:
LONDON -- Bermudan Negro Archie O'Brien has a dream: to live in Africa,
which he describes as the promised land of all black people.
But getting to Africa with his wife and two children from North London
is proving economically impossible.
And when all else failed him, Mr. O'Brien, a chef who has been
unemployed for two years, sought help from the unlikeliest of sources:
the British National Party (BNP).
The BNP has campaigned for the repatriation from Britain of all black
people. Mr. O'Brien took the party at its word, and found them "more
helpful than most black people."
Mr. O'Brien's dream is to set up a development center in Africa,
probably in Ghana, and teach "Africans at home and abroad about their
He appealed first to the British Labor Party and several black
organizations, only to be told that no help would be forthcoming.
Britain, in fact, operates a repatriation policy -- but only for those
born outside Britain. Mr. O'Brien found that he was not entitled to
funds under the scheme, since Bermuda is a British colony.
The BNP, said Mr. O'Brien, "have been very supportive. They have
listened to me and said they would write letters to the Government and
Of the unlikely liaison between a black Rastafarian and an organization,
one of whose goals is to rid Britain of black people, Mr. O'Brien says:
"I have realized that we are on the same track."
This is the multiracialists' worst nightmare. This is the New World
Order's worst nightmare. This is the Jewish establishment’s worst
nightmare: Blacks and Whites refusing to play the multiracial
balance-of-power, divide-and-conquer game and cooperating to achieve the
only possible solution to the racial problem -- separation.
* * *
Here is a news item that it is probably best to issue without comment.
It is from the London Sunday Times.
The emergence in Liberia of a warlord known as "General Butt Naked" has
fueled calls for an end to American aid to the country. According to a
secret memo by the Defense Intelligence Agency (DIA), the general’s nom de guerre "probably comes from his propensity for
fighting naked. He probably believes that fighting in this manner
terrorizes the enemy and brings good luck." The Senate Foreign
Relations committee sent a copy of the DIA's memo to the State
Department last week, asking pointedly if further aid to Liberia was
appropriate. Perhaps clothes parcels would be more fitting.
* * *
The August 5 issue of Business Week
carried a story about
a little tribe of stock-exchange raiders calling itself the "Scattered
Corporation." Scattered Corporation is headed by a Leon A. Greenblatt
and, if photographs are still evidence in this digital age, both
Greenblatt and his principal lieutenant appear to be members of the
Listeners may be familiar with the stock-market technique called
"selling short," which means to sell stock that you are "short of," in
other words, selling stock that you do not have. This is perfectly
legal, and essentially constitutes a bet that the shares of the company
you have "sold short" will fall in value, at which time you will replace
the shares that were borrowed when you sold them. The difference
between your short sale proceeds and the price at which you replace them
is your profit for being so smart.
Short selling is a risky business, since share prices go up more often
than they go down, and since there is no limit to how far they may rise,
though they can obviously fall no more than one hundred per cent.
These risks don’t bother Greenblatt and company too much, though. They
have special dispensation from the courts. Greenblatt’s company
specializes in a special kind of raid called "bankruptcy arbitrage," the
exact details of which Greenblatt and his henchmen regard as a
proprietary invention. According to Business Week, Greenblatt "makes a
fetish of secrecy" and won’t reveal how the strategy works. In
schematic form, though, it basically consists of selling short the
shares of a company about to emerge from bankruptcy proceedings, and
then replacing the shares with cheap warrants issued by the reorganized
Greenblatt is known for playing fast and loose with the law. Business
Week calls it "creative interpretation of the rules." He routinely
ignores the securities regulation requiring short sellers to deposit
funds backing their sales within three days. He claims that what he is
doing is acting as a "market maker," and so he is exempt from that
rule. But that’s no more valid than claiming that you are an employee
of the sanitation department if you pick up a gum wrapper on a street
corner. And Greenblatt gets away with it, betting millions with other
people's money, and then cashing out without a dime of his own being
risked. If you and I tried that, it would be called "free riding" and
could land us in jail. But, of course, our name isn't Greenblatt.
And that's not all.
In 1993 Greenblatt and his fellow vultures at Scattered Corporation had
descended upon the wounded body of LTV Incorporated, a troubled steel
maker involved in bankruptcy. Grabbing for the main chance, Greenblatt
sold short 180 million shares of LTV. The trouble was, there were only
122 million shares in existence -- and not all of them were available
for borrowing. Greenblatt had sold 58 million more shares of LTV than
existed. In the process, he pocketed $27 million in 22 days of "work."
Now, the shareholders of LTV weren't too happy about this, nor was the
Chicago Stock Exchange. Greenblatt was fined $6 million, leaving him
only a paltry $21 million on the deal. But our hero wasn't about to let
an injustice like that stand. Like his Pharisee forebears, he had the
qualities of audaciousness and persistence. He finally found his prince
in Appellate Judge Richard A. Posner (who may have shared some of
Greenblatt's forebears) who overturned the fine in a Talmudically
tortuous legal decision.
Posner stated that while Greenblatt and his raiders may be "reckless
gamblers, sharpies, wise guys, exploiters of loopholes, even violators
of the letter or spirit of the rules," they nevertheless play a valuable
role in the marketplace and can keep their ill-gotten gains and do it
again if they feel like it.
Oy vey, what a country is this place America! Orwell,
you were right. Some animals are more equal than others!