If you haven’t been on Twitter in a minute – and why would you be? – they launched a feature a while ago called “Spaces,” which is basically a broadcasting platform. People open a Space to host gathering about given topics. Not sure if you remember, but Ron DeSantis launched his presidential campaign on Spaces, an announcement which, like the DeSantis campaign in general, was a disappointing and glitchy affair.
Last night, the algorithm suggested I would enjoy “1488 Radio: The Most Pro-White Space on X.” Why would Elon Musk’s algo suggest that I might enjoy a Nazi broadcast? And how is it that Elon Musk’s algo was so correct? I jumped in there as soon as I saw it, choosing the “listen anonymously” feature for obvious reasons.
So, what do Nazis talk about amongst themselves?
Would it surprise you very much that they talk about Nazi shit? Probably not. But there were some surprises, such as how supportive they could be with each other, like when one speaker excused his scratchy voice and another guy responded by saying, “Try some honey for your voice. White power, brother.”
For fifteen or twenty minutes, they debated whether American Jews will eventually take control of the country’s nuclear codes and fire our own nukes at ourselves “in a last-ditch effort to get rid of the white race.” (Inconclusive.)
At one point, they debated whether they should form alliances with other ethno-states once they’ve established the US as a white one. A speaker said he has Japanese nationalist friends, and wanted the hosts’ opinions on joining forces with them like the way “they had our backs in World War II.” I wanted to laugh until I realized the “we” he was referring to was Nazi Germany.
They praised Mike Lindell, the My Pillow founder, because Lindell is offering a discounted pillow for “$14.88.” If you’re unaware, 14 and 88 are prominent symbols in Naziland. “14” is the number of words in the “14 Words Slogan,” which reads “We must secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.” 88 refers to the eighth letter of the alphabet, “H.” You can probably guess whose initials are “HH.” There were a lot of speakers saying things like, “Heil Mike Lindell.”
They interrogated one speaker who admitted to having some “Apache blood,” before eventually kicking him out of the Space for not being white enough. They debated whether Prussians are white. They called each other “faggot” and “retard” and “oven dodger.” They were supremely bad public speakers.
At some point, somebody discovered that I had been tweeting about their broadcast, so they talked about me, calling me “kike” and begging me to “step onto the stage.” I declined their invitation. Some of them bombed my Twitter page with memes. I started recording when they began talking about me. The first two or three minutes are the funniest, and you might hear me laughing a little in the background.
My overall impression of the Nazis in their natural environment is that they’re just sad. And dumb. But mostly sad, by which I mean they struck me as mostly young guys desperately seeking community. Naziism, for them, is just kind of something to do. They get red-pilled or white-pilled or whatever pill it is somebody takes to become a racist and conspiracist, and, in doing so, they find something that gives them focus. It’s no different from somebody getting into pro wrestling or anime.
Because it’s a small community, it’s also incredibly incestuous. Much of their time was spent bickering about other Nazis, like Nick Fuentes and his Groyper movement. They made fun of Alex Jones. They bickered about each other and seemed to be trying to out-Nazi each other with every speaker. I thought eavesdropping on a bunch of Nazis would be scarier, I guess, but these guys are the furthest thing from scary. They just seemed impotent and lost. And, as I said, dumb. One guy said he’s drunk “90% of the time.” I believed him.
Obviously, I’m not a fan of Twitter hosting Nazi radio and pushing it onto my feed, but at the same time, I guess if you’re going to be a champion of free speech, then you have to accommodate all speech. None of the people were advocating violence, I assume because it would violate Twitter’s TOS and these dudes were already paranoid about who might be listening to them – kikes like myself, for example.
I don’t draw any new conclusions from the experience. Nazis are gonna Nazi. I already knew that. They’re going to talk about the fake Holocaust and the fake moon landing and the fake International Space Station. They’re going to maintain that Jews control the nation. They control Trump. Blah blah blah. Just a bunch of pissed-off white dudes bemoaning everything and everybody. (I believe we call that “projection.”) Before tuning into Nazi radio, I wasn’t particularly concerned about the future of the “white race,” but after spending an hour or so eavesdropping on its supposed representatives, I may have to revise my opinion.
“…no different from somebody getting into pro wrestling or anime.” <— except for the driving desire to actually eradicate groups of non-white, non-cis/straight, disabled, non-“Christian” people. 👀
But I appreciate your gist, they’re seeking community. Too bad they can’t find that without being murderous.
I stay away from Twitter/X. It’s just stress inducing and since I have no content to sell or a “brand” (I.e. me) to further, there’s no sense.
It never changes, Michael. As a Christian who grew up in Houston with a sizeable Jewish community, there wasn’t much Jewish hate I’ve seen or heard from friends. But 40 years ago, some friends and I from a music class at UH jammed with a recently relocated NYC musician with a Houston raised wife.
Guy had great original songs with no hidden messages on the demo tape, and I’ve listened a few times over the years. Everything was great, fast moving rehearsals and we got an opening gig but had no name. The BL (bandleader) called me and suggested AUTOMATIC FATHERS.
It seemed weird to me. I called my best friend, with a history degree and a great deal of knowledge re the rise of fascism in Germany. It seemed like a nazi term to me. My friend agreed. With no internet, when I went to classes the next day at Univ of Houston, I looked it up in library (no internets then, kids). It was another name for the SS, who would father the children of Hitlers Germany and be the role models for men.
I called the other band members as we had a rehearsal that night. Told them what I’d found out about the suggested band name. Everyone immediately, and to a man, said F no!!!
We went to rehearsal with no gear. We did it face to face not by phone. His wife was there, which is how I met him because I knew the wife’s Houston musician brother. She listened.
I had made a copy of the books page about this term. Showed it to the BL. He started coming up with all kinds of excuses and was challenged on every one of them. It was then his wife said “WTF, dude? You’re half Jewish and so am I! Our kids are Jewish too.”
We left and joined a new outfit. Wife divorced him soon after that, and the word I got was the BL returned to his native Florida.
It never stops. Just got to do what you can to stamp it out in an individual level.