How I Spent My Summer Vacation
by Mark Rivers
August 12, 2002
Some of you (well, maybe one or two of you) might have been wondering where in the heck I've been for the past month or so. I was on a long-overdue break, both from work and from VNN; although I feel a bit guilty for not submitting reviews of "Men in Black II," "Austin Powers in Goldmember" and "Master of Disguise," suffice it to say this about all three of them: I've seen them -- they are worthless -- join the National Alliance.
Speaking of which, I had the opportunity to visit some of the National Office staffers during my vacation. Sadly, I was unable to meet Dr. Pierce in person. Those I did meet, however, were quite warm and friendly, despite the difficult time they must have been facing (the day of my visit was just a few days before Dr. Pierce's death). It was great to meet those folks, though, if for no other reason than to have some real contact with like-minded people (as opposed to the limited, impersonal contact over the internet).
I learned a few things during my vacation:
1) Spelunking is much more difficult than the brochure suggests,
2) There is nothing quite so gratifying for a soft-bellied suburbanite as to check out of a hot, bug-infested campground and into an air-conditioned hotel with a pool and a continental breakfast,
3) Non-Whites in West Virginia stick out like a sore thumb, and
4) writing racist movie reviews for 14 months tuckers a guy out.
But now I'm back, refreshed, re-vitalized and raring to go! My next review is forthcoming; until then, White folks, let us keep fighting the good fight, and remember that whatever role you're playing in the struggle, you're entitled to a break now and then. It doesn't make you a failure or a burnout -- just a White fighter up against some harsh opposition. Hang in there; you're among friends.
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