Q. Thank you for granting me this interview, Pat. First off, we all have an entry story. What initially got you involved in the White Nationalist movement?
My whole life I felt a calling. I felt a need to serve a purpose greater than myself. I think from the get go I had an affinity for the underdog, a need to help those in need. I prayed about it to the World Creative Spirit many times. I also felt that society was decadent, that the world of order and beauty was vanishing before my very eyes. Even at this early stage of my development, only in primary school, I knew something was terribly wrong with the world and that something, or someone, perhaps a specific group, was at its root cause. I had Jewish friends, and my Dad’s own business partner was a Jew. Like Hitler was, admittedly so, at this same age, I felt that the Jews were just a different religion, and I preferred to hang around them because I was an intellectual and their stress on education was impressive to me. It was after I heard my Dad’s best friend and former business partner from Michigan, Jake Walsh, speak that my views began to change. Jake was a brilliant Irish and German American, who was fanatically loyal to the pro white cause and a dedicated National Socialist. Even though Dad did regular business with a Jew, my father also was a dedicated White Nationalist, and both he and Jake were very aligned with Christian Identity in their thinking. My mother found my Dad’s beliefs deplorable. She had a love of Jews, Blacks and all non-whites. In 1992, just before my Senior year in High School, I went to Michigan for my Aunt Anne’s funeral, and ended up spending that Summer living with Jake and working for him in construction. During that time, he fully indoctrinated me in National Socialism, in the history and beliefs of the Ku Klux Klan, and I became familiar with David Duke, Thom Robb, Richard Butler, Ben Klassen, Tom Metzger, William Luther Pierce, George Lincoln Rockwell, Father Coughlin. I needed no introduction to the Third Reich because by this time I had already read Mein Kampf several times, and had gained much knowledge of the history of the Reich. But also be reading the works of Ragnar Readbeard, David Eden Lane, Lothrop Stoddard, Madison Grant, Houston Stewart Chamberlain, Arthur de Gobineau, Arthur Kemp, Charleton S. Coon, and many others. He taught me the importance and dynamics of race. My father at that time continued to play a part in my racial education. My mother too, but only to show me the weakness of the liberal arguments as she was a devout liberal. Coming back home from living with Jake, I was pumped up and ecstatic about what I had learned. I remained racially aware until my early 30s, when I worked for public television. Being around Jews, liberals and non-whites, I fell away and began to believe as they did that we all bleed red and that we are all part of the greater human race. The sad thing was deep in my heart I knew this blue-pilled, Brave New World was false and that my world, the the world I really wanted, one of order and beauty, one that was Teutonic and Aryan, couldn’t be achieved simply by educating blacks and non whites with the hopes of turning them into obedient whites of a different skin tone. I knew from everything that Jake taught me that was simply impossible. I realized that I could go on a Jewish public television program, don a skull cap and ape their every move but, I would still be their enemy and they mine. I learned you can take the nigger out the jungle, but not the jungle out of the nigger. On October 26, 2010 my mother died of liver failure at the age of 72. This was a bitter sweet moment, because even though I loved her, her morals, her goals and how she controlled my life for so long, had finally ended. It was at this time that I met three NS skinheads Adam O’Neil, JP Sedita and Gary Lewis. Later we were joined by Derek, Frank, Truck, Red and Ryan. My re-education had begun. By now it was 2014. I had ended up in jail, and it was at this time that I had hit rock bottom. I had a vision of the white race becoming extinct, and that the only option that made since was to fight for my race and educate our people into the true beliefs of White Nationalism and a new faith centered on our race and our race alone. Leaving jail, I proudly reconnected with my skinhead friends and later that year I went on facebook and began searching for a White Nationalist group to join. I began posting, and I eventually joined the LWK, Loyal White Knights, then dropped them a week later and joined the National Socialist Movement and then moved to Harrison, Arkansas to be a part of the struggle there, and to serve my race as a writer and propagandist. I do not regret one moment of hard times. It all contributed to my education as a National Socialist and in the long run, made me stronger and a better leader for our movement.