No More Conferences. Meet in the Streets.

A Google search for "street activism" found this photo in the first page.  Which do you think has more impact? Blogging or aggressive street activism?

A Google search for “street activism” found this photo in the first page. Which do you think has more impact? Blogging or aggressive street activism?

Matt Parrott , Greg Johnson, and Ted Sallis have been arguing the merits of holding conferences, and all have given a fair case for their side.  I think they’re arguing over what the proper height is to build an Ivory Tower.  If you’ve got money in your pocket to spend on airplane tickets, lodging, and registration fees, then I’ll bet you’re not doing what really matters: street activism.

Blogging and speaking (or listening) at conferences is a good in itself.  These are not fruitless activities.  The only problem with either of them is that they are both in-reach activities and not out-reach activities.  Most of the people who read the blogs and attend or speak at conferences are all members of the same activist community.  We’re doing a fair job of refining our goals, method, and rhetoric, but I’m not convinced that conferences and blogging is what really does a good job of reaching our target audience: the unconverted.

Talking bold on the internet does get attention, but nobody really begins to take you seriously until you can put your message in their face.  Flier distribution, campus activism, spray painting, demonstrations, and counter-demonstrations are what gets you places.  It is also, unfortunately, very expensive to reliably, repeatedly, and constructively perform this kind of work.  Spray paint is expensive.  Chalk is expensive.  Demo boards are expensive.  Taking time off from work and class to attend demonstrations and group activism is expensive.  Seeing a trend yet?

The Left understands the economy of group activism, and the black community “gets it,” too.  Flash mobs and Black Bloc tactics work.  They work because everybody gets out in the street and backs their brother’s play.  Of course, the Left also has the advantage of the most socially-acceptable and safe position.  The public isn’t shocked by the Left’s message anymore.  Leftists are so well protected by the state that they can literally launch Roman candles and fireworks at the cops and not get arrested for assaulting a law enforcement officer.

So, what about us?  What have we got?  We’ve got transcendental and perennial  truths bouncing off the walls of a fully catered echo chamber.  I don’t believe that we should get together to fund a full-time lobbyist in Washington, D.C.  I don’t think that more or better conferences are the solution either.  I reject both of these solutions because it takes the conversation away from the people who should be participating.  The question for White Nationalists, Alternative Rightists, and Traditionalists is whether we are going to participate in the debate about our future and how we can make sure that our people and our communities are direct beneficiaries of this.

Conferences are not for grandstanding.  There is an invariable amount of dick-measuring, pissing contests, and self-congratulatory back-slapping that happens at conferences, but let’s not lose sight of what’s important.  Hint: It’s not your pride.  Conferences are supposed to be used for pre-action or after-action critique of movement activism and posturing.  If we’re going to have an awards conference then just call it an awards conference, but don’t call it a planning session for the future of European-Americans.

One of the reasons you don’t see me on the conference circuit is because, frankly, I’m just not that interested in it.  A close second is that all of the conferences are a very long drive for me.  Even with the recently lower gas prices, I simply can’t afford to go out on the road for a weekend.  Johnson rightly pointed out that it is extremely expensive to pay travel, lodging, and registration fees.  I don’t need to attend a conference to get all the news that’s fit to print.  I can read all about the conference after waiting for those writers who did attend the conference to write about it on their own blogs.

I’m not worried about anybody trying to kill this blogger, but it would be refreshing to see someone try to fund this blogger.  Activism materials are expensive and it is difficult to deliver the message to the unconverted without the raw materials to do the job: chalk, spray paint, fliers, and postage for mailers.  Web hosting fees cost a bit of money, too, so you can help fund that if it makes more sense to you.

Fund this blogger.  I triple dog dare you.  Donate here:

  • Niemca

    I for one encountered ‘pro-white’ with total shock and scorn at it’s pretension to being a ‘movement.’

    What the fuck moves? People’s fingers on a keyboard are even worse than flapping gums in a coffee klatch.

    As someone who has a long history of activism, American pro-white presents as one big ‘fully catered echo chamber.’ It’s bizarre and grandiose, top heavy and a failure, frankly. For one, conferences pivot on some sense of ‘high IQ’ and ‘racialism.’ Real networks of human beings are made up of real struggles, camaraderie and fraternity. Without grass roots there can be no forest canopy.

    Putting the cart before the horse is what I see going on. You build a house from the foundation up. This is what our forebears did and what we must do.

    To A Country {Athlete] Dying Young

    The time you won your town the race
    We chaired you through the market-place;
    Man and boy stood cheering by,
    And home we brought you shoulder-high.

    To-day, the road all runners come,
    Shoulder-high we bring you home,
    And set you at your threshold down,
    Townsman of a stiller town.

    Smart lad, to slip betimes away
    From fields where glory does not stay
    And early though the laurel grows
    It withers quicker than the rose.

    Eyes the shady night has shut
    Cannot see the record cut,
    And silence sounds no worse than cheers
    After earth has stopped the ears:

    Now you will not swell the rout
    Of lads that wore their honours out,
    Runners whom renown outran
    And the name died before the man.

    So set, before its echoes fade,
    The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
    And hold to the low lintel up
    The still-defended challenge-cup.

    And round that early-laurelled head
    Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
    And find unwithered on its curls
    The garland briefer than a girl’s

  • Niemca

    So I’m now under moderation?

    • I don’t know why some of your comments require us to moderate them, but I approve just about everything.

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