by Ron McVan
June 23, 2008
It is an important task of every Aryan to arrive at a clear knowledge of
his or her own level of ethics and how we must apply those ethics in
practice among family, friends and folk of whom we owe the highest
levels of our trust. The ancestral legacies of our forbears that trail
behind and make up our history are largely dependant upon us as living
exponents of our race to carry on the progress of self perfection as man
and species and suffer unduly from our mistakes, as does the planet
upon which we depend for our survival. The highest caliber of our
ancestors invested their genius, their toil and in war their very lives
in the most grusome of battles so that future generations could carry on
'The Great Work' to improve themselves and their own state of being on
this planet as well. When a race is in its natural vibrant state all
things prosper; when it is not, and its people act with less than the
best of their genetic potential and abandon their culture and ethnic
customs and defy natures laws, all things go to ruin. A well
administered state of trust and integrity among our folk is perhaps the
greatest survival safeguard that we can possess and equal in importance
to our unity as a race.
Family and folk are the twin pillars which make up the essential
foundation of any race nation and that strength will remain strong only
as long as we are trustful and honorable among each other. By tradition,
our own people were known to be highly devoted to their ethnic clans,
yet today, the Aryan race finds itself rapidly declining in number
(less than 8% of the world population) it should be more important to us
now more than ever that these worthy ethnic qualities we find
deteriorating so swiftly at every level in the modern world do not
expire all together, as such a result would certainly insure the total
extinction of our species. It is therefore incumbant upon our race to
incorporate itself into a single body, a Pan Aryan World Federation of
Euro-ethnic tribes, in which our national cultures both past and present
shall be preserved and cultivated for the greater good of our survival.
In olden days most Aryan tribes shared a common code of ethics, justice
and trust. A man was only as good as his word. If his word was known to
be worthless, he likewise was viewed as worthless to himself and to his
tribe. Such people who's word was not to be trusted were duely labeled
as "Skraelings" scorned and driven away from the tribe. It did not
matter if you were rich or poor, if you were known not to be trusted it
was considered one of the lowest of shames that a man or woman could
endure. A man with no self respect will certainly have even less respect
from others. Today most people think nothing of breaking their word or
betraying their trust to just about anyone. This is largely a result of
the breakdown of our own indigenous tribal values of years gone by. The
prevailing mode of our time in today's cut-throat Capitalistic socities
is primarily 'Every Man For Himself', or 'Screw Over Others Before They
Screw You'. Such twisted seeds of thought are lethal to the foundations
of any race or nation. No longer can we assume that because someone is
of our own kind that they are worthy of our trust which is a key factor
to the sorry state of our people in this darkening modern era of
decline.
"Know, if thou hast a friend whom thou fully trustest, and from whom
thou would'st good derive, thou should'st blend thy mind with his, and
gifts exchange, and often go to see him." ....................#44 Havamal
"But of him yet further, whom thou little trustest, and thou suspectest
his affection; before him thou shouldest laugh, and contrary to thy
thoughts speak; requital should the gift resemble." ......#46 Havamal
By the late 60's Americans were quickly waking up to the rampant
corruption in the U.S. government. Organizations such as the John Birch
Society would tease inquiring minds with just enough expos'e of the root
of the problem but like any typical conservative operation they would
be scared spitless if it came to making a real stand on any vital issue.
The conservatives as the name implies are never for radical change but
merely want to 'conserve what is' and stay comfortable. Most Aryan
Americans of the 60's were not yet quite ready for the shock factor
Hollywood Nazi's commanded by the highly capable leader George Lincoln
Rockwell nor the hooded Klu Klux Klan image that had developed out of
the old South. In the 60's the boiler was still in the process of
heating up to fever pitch. People were in the dark on many critical
issues and at times it all seemed too overwhelming to assimilate. After
the Kennedy assassination the U.S. Government had clearly exposed its
dark side. The bogus Viet Nam war was tearing the very fiber of America
apart at the seams. From the ruthless power crazed Lyndon B. Johnson to
the basket case Tricky Dick Nixon, the bubble of the American dream
ideal was bursting into smithereenes.
The Hippies made a futal attempt to put a bandaid on the insanity with
the peace and love anti-war flower power approach which died almost as
quickly as it got started. The Manson Family butcheries brought reality
back like a dash of cold water in the face of everyone. American youth
came to realize in short order that peace and love in America in 1969
didn't cut it, and Woodstock would not be the harbinger of a new
beginning but of a sorry and pityful end. The Aryan Americans who had
built this nation were being sold out in Viet Nam, sold out of their
country and future and sold out as a race. By the early 1970's with our
humiliating defeat in Viet Nam and the disgrace of Watergate, anyone
with eyes to see, knew that the U.S. Government had its own agenda and
no longer represented the interest of the people ..........Aryan America
had become, A NATION BETRAYED! We had fast become unconscious pawns of
The Power Elite.
It was in the early 70's that more and more Aryans began to take race
survival seriously as the grim S.O.S. of our sinking ship was in the
air. For myself, I knew at that time my previous interest in world
politics was not so profound a concern as that of the survival and
overall welfare of my race and heritage. I felt a comforting sense of
comraderie in those days within what we referred to as the White Power
Movement. Being very idealistic it took me longer than it should have to
realize that many of the movement people that I referred to as kinsmen
were not always so much more honorable than those outside the movement
and just as much a cancer to our cause as our race enemies. It was not
only at the fellow kinsman level, many of the movement leaders could be
every bit as phoney and untrustful. Always ready to assume the best in
people I learned my lesson in human nature the hard way. Julius Caesar,
if he were alive today, would be the first to tell you that those
closest to you are very likely at times to be the first to stab you in
the back at the most unexpecting moment. Caesar trusted Brutus more than
anyone else and even willed all of his earthly belongings to him as if
he were his own son. Brutus as we know, helped form a plot to
assassinate Caesar. What many may not know is that when they stabbed
Caesar on thwe steps of the Senate, the worst stab of all was from
Brutus, his most trusted friend, who stabbed him in the groin.
There is a basic human compunction in all of us to let our guard down at
times and to open up to someone whom we feel we can trust. Trust, after
all is the foundation upon which friendships, familys, communities,
corporations and surely civilizations are built upon and one of the
higher virtues. When trust is gone the entire structure crumbles.
In the days of the Vikings a deal was sealed between two men by the
slapping of hands and was as good as any written contract. To violate
such a deal would be to carry a millstone of shame around your neck for
the rest of your life.
A very obvious earmark of the typical con-artist is that they usually
pop up out of nowhere with lots of high talk about themselves, not
unlike the salesman who will say anything to gain your instant
confidence. A con-artist most often has no long time friends to speak of
and usually not well liked among his extended family. When a person is
fooled by a con-artist the first reaction is anger at yourself for
letting yourself be fooled and taken in. However, a short glance through
the pages of history will reveal that the best of the best can be
fooled. Many of the greatest men and women to ever walk this earth have
been greatly deceived at one time or another. That very moment that you
think you can never be fooled again you are wide open for the master
con-artist, because deceit is their way of life and the harder the
target the greater the challenge for them to pursue.
David Lane, well known for his activism in the Aryan cause had been a
fellow friend and kinsman of mine for over a span of three decades. We
had long shared an avid commitment to our race and heritage as well as
an equal interest in the ancient mysteries and had become Wotanist's at
the same time which became another equally shared passion. David had met
a woman in the mid 90's named Katja who came out of the Christian
Identity circles and virtually unknown to the national White Power
Movement. Living in a rural home with her five kids in the mountains of
Idaho after she and her only husband had divorced, she convinced David
that she was head over heels about him and had grand ideas to help David
in his work. To gain instant credibility in the Aryan movement she
concocted the false tale that she was legally married to David. Such was
never the case but her ruse worked as she knew it would. David, with a
190 year sentence in prison wanted nothing more than to have a family
even if only idealisticly, so he let her run with the lie at her bull
headed insistance that she was his real and true loving wife. Katja
possessed a high I.Q. and fluent in six languages and David was
extremely excited about the potential that they could share working
together for our Aryan cause.
David called me one day and asked if I would meet with Katja in Idaho at
a gathering there which I did. Later on a return trip to Idaho he asked
if I could stop off at her place and visit with her kids and look over
the situation. I made the trip over there with a fellow kinsman and just
two hours before we arrived, Katja had been arrested for flashing a gun
in a neighbors face over a boundry dispute. I ended up staying there
several days until she was released from jail, otherwise her children
would have had to be taken under police custody as well. David of course
was frantic and pleaded with me to move in with her and the family
there and not only provide protection but the three of us could
establish the 14 Word Press in a big way and I could merge my Wotansvolk
work into the business as well.
It all seemed like an ideal situation and I made arrangements to move
there a couple weeks later. Everything with the 14 Word Press operation
did work out as we had hoped it would and it was an instant success and
vital addition to the Aryan movement. There still was the legal problems
concerning Katja's various court cases which required five different
lawyers. The lawyers were draining our profits as fast as we could earn
them and when it finally ended it all totaled up in excess of 100,000
dollars.
I had my own court case going at that time concerning a construction
accident that badly injured my leg back in 1993 and eventually won that
law suit and was granted 60,000 of which 30,000 of that I was able to
invest towards having my two books printed, "Creed of Iron" and "Temple
of Wotan" along with David's book, "Deceived Damed And Defiant" as well
as the book, "Might Is Right". That order brought a total of 13 tons of
books with a net value of 500,000 dollars. The books and my handmade
Euro-ethnic merchandise were greatly needed and highly sought after in
the Wotanist circles and soon I was able to pay off Katja's lawyers and
save her house and property and start to produce and distribute the many
items that were sorely needed for practicing Wotanist's. I finished the
construction on Katja's house inside and out and developed her
property, built a Viking Hof and Blacksmith shop and made highly
efficiant offices for both of us to do our work.
Just when everything was going full steam, Katja came to me one day and
said she was dumping David over ongoing differences that they had.
Little did I know that she had the same plan for me the following week.
She came down to my office one morning and said,"I think it is time for
you to leave now." I could not fathom how she could surgicly extract
both of us so suddenly from her life after what all three of us had
worked so diligently to build. Later I was to find out that she had a
secret business partner and lover, an astrologist who lived in Germany
whom she had met on the internet.
I made arrangements to move out and leave behind that six year chapter
of my life and chalk it up to a very costly bad mistake but the biggest
shock was still in store. Just as I had cleared out all of my belongings
and had the U-Haul loaded up I asked her how she intended to handle the
profits between us for my books. She then told me that she would sell
the books to me at wholesale. I said, wait a minute! I already paid for
those books out of my own pocket! Your telling me you expect me to pay
for them again?! Her responce was, "I think it is time for you to leave
now" and shut the door. I could not believe what I was hearing from this
woman whom I had given total trust, that I had given so much and done
so much to make a comfortable life for her and her kids. Katja was
virtually pennyless when I first went there even though she still owned
60 acres and a shell of a house that she had managed to obtain from the
husband of her children. Now she had all her lawyers paid off, her house
completed and thousands of dollars in the bank and better yet, books
that she could live off of financially for years to come! Just one year
before I left there she had aggrivated her husband to the brink of
depression to where he finally blew his brains out with a 357 Magnum.
Now I was learning first hand what people ment when they referred to
certain woman as 'Black Widows'. It was easier for David to pick up and
move on by that point in their relationship but for myself, I had lost
an entire inventory of very valuable merchandise and having just passed
the age 50 mark at that time it would not be an easy matter to build
such an operation over again without the necessary seed money I had at
my disposal earlier to build the 14 Word Press. Betrayal is a real bitch
as they say, and so true that is!
There was no possible way Katja could run the press herself so she was
ready to sell it all for whatever she could get, to any taker available.
Knowing what I know now from 20/20 hindsight it was all about money and
noteriety to her from the very start. After making quite a mess of
things with a few movement oppurtunists she settled on a guy who just
happened to be a con artist equal to herself if not better. His name was
John Post, a slickster extraordinaire, who had been released from
prison not long before, for armed bank robbery, serving over ten years.
He gave her his pitch that if he could load up his 23 foot U-haul truck
with my books and merchandise he would give her a thousand dollars up
front and pay her the remainder later. She bit, and he made off with the
lions share of my books and never paid her or anybody, least of all
myself a red cent.
John Post and his wife and partner in crime Monika, formed a bogus 14
Word Press and started selling off the stolen merch and raking in the
cash. This same pseudo operation was to later become known as the NPKA
(National Prisoner Kindred Alliance) or Wyrd's Way/ Himmingborg Press.
After a couple years his deceitful ways of doing business and trying to
portray himself as an Aryan activist, it all started to catch up with
him. In that he was calling his bogus operation 14 Word Press and
selling my books, products, artwork, articles and poetry most just
assumed that he was connected with me and everything was cool. It was
his deeds that got most people curious as to what was this guy all
about. When the news media did an interview with the Post's he revealed
that he really detested the Aryan movement an declaired that Wotanism
was open to all races creeds and homosexuals as well. At the same time
he had been ripping off scores of prisoners by taking their money while
not sending them their merchandise orders. When he ripped off the Odinic
Rite they filled charges against him and he was soon returned to
Soledad Prison but released again after only a few months behind bars.
He is currently back in operation again and in his new periodical titled
"Whispers" he still expouses that Wotanism is open to all races creeds
and homosexuals. His current catalog still lists my articles and he also
is selling some of my remaining merchandise. This article has been
circulating for several years now so that the majority of the people in
our cause are aware of the situation. For those who are not yet informed
be forwarned that neither Katja or John and Monika Post of Wyrd's Way
in Napa Califoria are of our cause. They are Skraeling thieves and self
seeking scamsters and should be avoided at all costs! To steal from and
betray your own kinsmen is simply unforgivable, it is equal to a rat who
would sell out his own kinsmen to save his worthless cowardly hide!
Without a standard of trust within our cause we will never stand a
chance in our battle for Aryan survival.
Another major con artist who came up from out of Christian Identity
circles is Chris Temple. He was able to filtch over a million dollars
from the savings of unsuspecting Kinsmen in our cause with his very
slick get rich quick investment scam. He was eventually exposed, fined
and sent to prison for his crime. The list of scamsters within our
movement is certainly not limited to these few examples described. The
point to be made here is that there are few people today that one can
really and truely trust in any capacity or level of society. Many 'just
men' sit in prisons while the worst of the worst thrive throughout our
everyday world holding respectable positions. There are just souls and
unjust souls and there really is no inbetween. You are either a just
person or an unjust person. The unjust far exceed the just in all
societies of the world. If you can find real trust in people in this
life you have something worth more than gold. Trust can only begin
within your own self through an instinctive self intuition process of
right action and a man who is goverened by the higher ethics and not by
his animal impulses, his selfish desires, his appetites, is free. The
unjust view all of the just people as chumps and losers whom they can
plunder at random with the advantage of impersonating a "just person" to
achieve their purpose. Surely the scamsters can betray the the trust of
the unsuspecting at times and even plunder their lives and possessions
but they still cannot escape the reality of themselves and remain
miserable wretches with no honor or respect for themselves or from
anyone, least of all the gods of our folk. Justice is always the
interest of the strong, whereas injustice exhibits a man's utter
weakness for selfish, easy advantage and profit. Everything is
eventually destroyed by its peculiar or connatural evil; the worst
vices, injustice, intemperance and ignorance are the peculiar evils of
the soul. Justice will always remain the supreme virtue, and any soul in
which it truely dwells can always be trusted from any wrongdoing.
The lies I've heard, From friendly lips, Have been, My greatest
teacher. They pour like honey, In the ear, From every, Two faced
creature. There is no honor, For the man, When truth, His words betray,
But liars think, They're clever chaps, In a self deceiving way. Some
think it just, To breach ones trust, Forbearing, Rhyme or reason. And
like, The lowest scallywag, View all, As open season. They con their
family, Folk and friends, All dupes, They can control. Yes, a liar is, A
worthless wretch, He's a man, Without a soul!
7 comMENTS:
Great post. A very sad story, I am relatively new to the 14 words and 88 precepts; but the con artists and race traitors have earned my ire. I despair of a way I can help, mostly i try to make things. Thank you for posting this so that we kindred may know to be wary of skrælings. I like the poem at the end. 14/88
I once owned quite a bit of the items you produced back then. Like you I trusted and was betrayed, and almost everything is gone now. And like you I fight on, for that is the Nature of our race.
Mr. McVan I had no idea that these scum had betrayed you and our people like that. I do want to thank you though for the great works you have published for the betterment of our people. Someday soon you, Mr. Lane, and Mr. Robert Mathews will be given the respect and Honor worldwide that you deserve. To all my Aryan brothers and sisters, WHITE PRIDE WORLD WIDE! 1488
Brother Ron, Greetings, salutations and my utmost and unyielding respect honor and loyalty to you and all you hold dear. I pray to All Father Wotan that this finds you walking tall as the trees, living strong as the mountains, happy, healthy and free as the air. Last time you heard from me, I was still in Pelican Bay's notorious control unit, S.H.U. (Security Housing Unit) I was there for years, deemed a threat to all mainline prisons due to ideology. Many times I wanted to ask you the details of Katja but I refrained due to where I was and my mail being scrutinized. I also used to write Java and was told by her, that she has total rights to all of David's works including Deceived Dammed and Defiant. She struck me as legit but after reading this for the first time, I see no mention of her? After years in our country's worst gulag, I am home and looking for an answer to a question? I had copies of Deceived Dammed and Defiant signed by Katja in the late 90's and early 2000's but when I went to Pelican Bay in 06 all of those books including your's were kindly removed from my person. Might is Right, Creed of Iron, White Power by George Lincoln Rockwell , Spirit of 69, My Struggle, 48 Laws of Power, The Prince, as well as The Art of War were all deemed inappropriate by my captures. As well as Rights of Odan. I came across Java and when I asked her about Katja she referred me to you. My question is, Java is selling reprinted copies of David's work and your work, is this legitimate and have your support? I of course do not know her but your books, your writings and your unbelievable artwork gives me a great sense of who you are. So if you could be so kind to answer this question, I would greatly appreciate it. Deceived Dammed and Defiant is selling at $100. I try very much to have the young Volk read the books I mentioned but asking a young man in his early 20's to spend $100 on a book is tough. I will watch for your comment here or you can reach me through Facebook under the name of Magnus Hess. For blood, honor, soil, family, Volk and future, Sincerely I remain, Matt Hall
Hail David lane...hail 14/88...hail to you Ron Mcvan for all you've done to carry the banner of or fore fathers and inspire the coming Aryan generations.
‘Private Lie Detector’ helped me to stay safe from betrayal by my business partner, and find out the legal way of separating myself from the company before losing the reputation, and getting trapped in a financial lurch.
Being betrayed really hurts so much, especially when you had done everything to please them but didn't get any good in return. In short they're fake people, no better than bogusbraxtor.ph
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