I Remember 9/11
American Dissident Voices broadcast
September 11, 2004
by Kevin Alfred Strom
Welcome to American Dissident Voices. I'm Kevin Alfred Strom.
I remember 9/11. I remember 9/11/1983, Dr. William Pierce's 50th
birthday celebration, when some of the local DC-area National
Alliance members bought him a specially-engraved crystal goblet
for the occasion. The National Alliance had been reorganized
under Dr. Pierce from the old NYA or National Youth Alliance nine
years before -- but, with Dr. Pierce's legendary Scotch economy,
the old sign was still on the door, still reading 'National Youth
Alliance.' I don't think it ever came down, until Dr. Pierce
moved the Alliance's headquarters to West Virginia.
The Alliance ran all its operations from a single cramped office
in 1983, with just three rooms: one for Dr. Pierce's personal
office (which was his Siamese cat's domain, too), one for the
main library/reception area, and one for a storage room and
shipping desk. The book catalogue was a single page. There was no
American Dissident Voices radio program. There was no Free Speech
magazine. Web sites hadn't been invented yet. There was no
property at all, except the contents of the rooms -- the office,
in a declining mixed residential section of Arlington near
Crystal City, was rented. There was the National Alliance
member's Bulletin, though, and National Vanguard had changed less
than two years before from a tabloid newspaper to a slick
magazine. The small office was always abuzz with activity and
visitors. I had first been there about a year before, and was
very impressed with the character, intelligence, and overall
quality of the people I met there, one of whom was the late
Richard Berkeley Cotten, whom I'd heard on the radio years
before. I met some interesting people there; writers, publishers,
government workers, people fairly high up in the diplomatic,
financial, and scientific establishments. It was there that I was
introduced to the works of Revilo Oliver. It was there that Dr.
Pierce took the time to talk with me and answer my questions. It
was there that my life was changed forever.
I remember on one of my earlier visits to Arlington, Dr. Pierce
tested me. He asked me to repair a piece of equipment he used to
produce National Vanguard in those days before the advent of
desktop publishing. I think he really wanted the equipment
repaired, but he also wanted to see what kind of mind the young
broadcast engineer named Kevin had. The equipment was an
even-then-ancient mechanical photo-optical device called a
Varitype Headliner, used to create strips of paper with large
headlines printed on them in various fonts, to be glued to layout
sheets for use as captions in the magazine or newspaper. Like
many items of equipment that Dr. Pierce used over the years, he
had purchased it at a GSA government surplus auction for pennies
on the dollar.
I successfully repaired the Headliner, though I had no schematic
or even a manual and had to figure out how it was supposed to
work just by examining it. I think Dr. Pierce was impressed. He
liked people who could figure things out for themselves and do
mechanical work. He was very good at that sort of thing himself,
and would later do most of the designing and much of the labor
for the new Alliance facilities, the ones we use today. He even
made his own parts and tools in his workshop. Within a few
months, I was designing and building a sound system. telephone
system, and alarm system for the National Office -- and I was
working with the Headliner and scissors and paste and the
yellowed copies of the old tabloid newspapers, editing and
pasting up the book that became The Best of Attack and National
Vanguard. By that time, we'd had plenty of discussions and Dr.
Pierce trusted me to do the selection and editing work for the
book, and write the introduction. It took a year of my life.
And I remember 9/11/1984. The Best of book was finally finished.
And Dr. Pierce was ready to move out of Arlington to more
congenial surroundings in the clean air and mountains of West
Virginia. After many years, by scrimping and saving and living on
next to nothing (for a while, he even slept in the office), Dr.
Pierce was able to accumulate enough money from contributions and
dues and sales of the first editions of The Turner Diaries and
Which Way, Western Man? to buy some acreage in West Virginia.
Around Labor Day that year, he made the announcement with a slide
show and speech at the National Alliance general convention, a
speech which I've used as a broadcast on American Dissident
Voices. And it was right around that time that I visited the
property which is now home to the Alliance's complex of offices,
warehouses, staff housing, and the William Pierce Memorial Hall.
But then it was quite different. There was no office building, no
housing, nothing. Nothing but a very old and crumbling farmhouse
built around the time of the Calvin Coolidge administration, some
even more crumbling storage buildings and a rickety outhouse. The
next few years were a succession of hot, hot summers and freezing
winters filled with hard work, much of it manual labor. A few
families came to help. I did my share of moving truckload after
truckload of material up to 'the Hill,' technical work, and quite
a bit of ditch-digging too, along with other volunteers including
National Vanguard writer Robert Pate. The ditches were nearly six
feet deep to protect the telephone, water, and electrical lines
from frost heaves. Believe me, it's not easy to run ditches like
that -- with no power equipment -- across thousands of feet of
rocky West Virginia hills. But we did it. And a lot more, too.
Dr. Pierce did most of it himself, with an infectious energy and
boyish optimism that the seemingly impossible could and would get
done. And it did. Prior to 2002, I probably had never worked
harder in my life. Dr. Pierce could inspire that kind of extra
effort. He even designed and implemented an innovative
underground-water-source heat pump and air conditioning system
for the main building and wired surplus pole transformers
back-to-back in an unusual coaxial high-tension power
distribution system that fed all the buildings on the property.
Dr. Pierce loved the view from the summit of the National
Alliance land in West Virginia. He would often go there in the
early morning hours, when fog still shrouded the lowlands, and
look out into the distance from his sunny peak above the fog,
which looked like a white sea beneath his gaze, with only the
highest mountains poking out of it, occasional green islands. He
looked almost exactly like the man in Caspar Friedrich's The
Wanderer Above the Mists, one of his favorite paintings. The
symbolism is potent: Dr. Pierce had attained the summit; he had
solved the conundrums of our world and our lives; and he was
trying to inspire others to leave the fog below and join him. He
dreamed of building a new home for himself on that high spot,
though he never was able to do that. His ashes are scattered
Fast forward a few years, to 9/11/1989. The Alliance was still
growing and making an impact (it was around this time, for
example, that we were making quite a media splash with our
shareholder resolutions calling on AT&T to renounce 'affirmative
action' and stop doing business in Israel). But there had been
some serious setbacks at the National Office. The families who
had come to live there had drifted away or left for personal
reasons, and Dr. Pierce was carrying on all alone. Even his wife
had left him. It was lonely on those 300 acres. There was no one
to answer the mail, answer the telephone, write and compose the
Bulletin and the magazine, no one to maintain the small trailer
homes that had been brought in (in one of which Dr. Pierce lived,
while he dreamed of building his new home on the heights), no one
to finish the new National Office building, no one to keep the
plumbing and electrical system going -- no one, that is, except
Dr. Pierce. And he did keep them going, and he did inspire others
to join him, and the progress, growth, and expansion of the
Alliance he set in motion is still taking place, and is evidence
of his energy, faith, and dedication. And in the middle of all
that, he wrote an important new novel, Hunter, as a sequel to The
I remember 9/11/1991. It was right around that time that Robert
Pate and William Pierce and I were in Dr. Pierce's office, the
Siamese cat sleeping on top of the warm computer monitor, as he
usually did. I had been persuaded to come and work at the
National Office full time, and we were discussing an idea for a
proposed National Alliance radio program, which we christened
American Dissident Voices. A few weeks later, the program was on
the air. Initially on shortwave only, then on numerous AM and FM
stations and ultimately, thanks to our Web geniuses led by Evelyn
Hill, reaching its biggest audience by far on the Internet in
both text and audio versions. I produced the programs for the
first five years, then Dr. Pierce for another five, and now I've
been back for another two. In 1995, we started publishing the
programs in Free Speech magazine. In later years, Dr. Pierce
would say that American Dissident Voices "gave me my voice."
And I remember Dr. Pierce's final birthday, his 68th, on
9/11/2001. So many things he warned us about came true on that
day, or shortly thereafter: The rage of the oppressed he had told
us would be the price we would pay for our subservience to the
Jewish state, when he suggested in a 1998 ADV that we "stay out
of tall buildings," came to us forcefully on that day; the
creation of a police state under the concept of 'Homeland
Security' which he made part of the plot of 1989's Hunter; the
complete hijacking of the 'conservative movement by Zionist Jews,
which he'd talked about for decades; the imminent use of US
troops to fight Israel's enemies; and a hundred other things he's
been proved right about came to a head on his last birthday.
Once, when Dr. Pierce was filling out some corporate papers, he
had to write down what his official title was. He didn't write
down chairman, though he was that. He didn't write down president
or director or leader -- though he was all of those things, too.
He wrote down one word: 'Teacher.' And that is how I think he
wanted to be remembered most. He was teacher of facts, of
principles, of ideas. And he was a teacher by example. His
scholarship, his insights, and his character will be lessons for
our people for centuries to come. When I remember 9/11, I will
remember William Pierce, one of our people's greatest teachers.
All over the world this weekend, thousands of National Alliance
members and supporters are freely distributing mass quantities of
National Alliance literature in the annual William L. Pierce
Memorial Literature Distribution. By downloading our flyers from
the 'print your own leaflets' section at natvan.com and giving
them out in your community, you can take part in the celebration.
Two thousand years ago, the Roman poet Ovid said "What is there
harder than stone? And what is softer than water? Yet hard stones
are hollowed out by soft and flowing water. Only persist, and you
will overcome." Ovid wrote these words in his book The Art of
Love to encourage lovers to diligently pursue the object of their
affection, and to never give up. Sometimes it seems like White
people are totally blinded by the mediasphere and cockeyed
religion, and cannot see the threats to their existence.
Sometimes it seems like our race is locked in a trance, staring
straight ahead and ignoring us or lashing out at us as we
frantically warn them of the precipice ahead. Sometimes the voice
of Death itself whispers in our ears, urging us to stop striving:
"Give up, give up, relax and float downstream," Death whispers.
But we have learned the lesson of Ovid's lovers, the same lesson
that William Pierce taught us every day of his life. He never
gave up. The object of our transcendent love is the most
exquisite, beautiful, and creative race on the planet -- our race
-- the race that holds the future of the universe in its hands.
This is a love that encompasses within it all the great loves
that have ever been or ever will be. No love is greater than
this. No value is more important. No determination is more
stalwart. Not only will we never give up, those who have been
granted the view from the summit that Dr. Pierce gave us can
never give up.
And we are going to win. Happy birthday, William Pierce.
To help celebrate the birthday of Dr. William Pierce and to make
his ideas more accessible to thousands of new people, the sponsor
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I know that subscribers will be pleased when the all-new,
full-color National Vanguard magazine number 124 is in their
hands. It's at the printers now. Here's some of what you're going
to find inside:
'Determination,' my editorial which concludes that relentlessly
pursuing our goals will keep us strong as Jewish power inevitably
passes its zenith.
'Selling White Genocide': Writer and attorney Hugh Lincoln looks
at the too-slick-by-half betrayal of Whites of Luke Visconti and
his new variation on the Jesse Jackson corporate shakedown,
'Geologic Wonders,' a fiction piece by the brilliant Ben Parker,
takes us to the Southwest desert, where something wonderful and
unexpected is about to happen to two White hikers.
In our lively Forum section, we offer letters from readers on
'stealth activism,' the trials and triumphs of the National
Alliance, the self-limiting nature of intelligence, the reasons
why the most advanced race seems to want to cease to exist, and
In our important European news section, News from the Homelands,
Mark Cotterill brings us an in-depth look at the gains and losses
for racial nationalist and anti-immigration parties in the recent
In Situation Terminal, But Not Serious the razor-sharp Bob
Whitaker hilariously dissects 'The CIA: Junior Keystone Cops';
and 'Whatever Happened to the Communist Conspiracy?'
In the continuing section of unpublished and out-of-print works
by one of the greatest minds of the 20th century, Postscripts by
Professor Revilo P. Oliver, Dr. Oliver looks at Carl Gustav Jung
and the possibility of a new religious faith for the West in 'A
Faith for the Future?'; and in 'Only Yesterday: Revilo Oliver
Looks at the Roots of White Decline,' Dr. Oliver takes us on a
sometimes funny, often moving journey back to his youth, the
America of the 1920s, and traces the roots of White America's
present decline to the events and beliefs he saw then.
'Holocaust Commemoration, Part I,' by Irmin Vinson, is much more
than a deep analysis of the secular religion, driven by Jewish
ethnocentrism, that is growing up around the 'Holocaust.' It is a
teaching tool that can open the minds of the unconvinced to the
stark reality of the Jewish supremacism that is misruling our
Even the cover of National Vanguard No. 124 is a keeper -- you
might want to buy an extra copy just to frame it. Victory Day, an
original painting by Alfred Sundvall, shows a young woman backed
by a majestic memorial on a hill, flanked by Life Rune flags,
marching forward with determination. Mr. Sundvall is the same
artist who painted Call of the Blood, used as the cover art for
the Dresden music CD of the same name.
...and there's more, too, in the new National Vanguard magazine!
And if you've been thinking about subscribing, now is the time to
do it: Rising printing costs will probably make it necessary for
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Thanks to everyone who supports the free services we provide --
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resistance.com -- by subscribing to our flagship publication!
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Until next week, this is Kevin Alfred Strom reminding you to keep
on thinking free.