Brotherhood of Murder

October 11, 2002

"Hate is thicker than blood" says the jew-spew tagline on the video box.

And jewish bullshit is thicker than both, retorts reality.

Intro

Imagine: It's late 1983, early 1984. The place, America. Ronald Reagan has just begun his second term as President. Prince, Boy George, and the "heartland rockers" Bruce Springsteen, John Cougar Mellencamp, and Tom Petty are in heavy rotation on FM radio stations across the country. No sooner than we were finished mourning the death of Darth Vadar in 1983's Return of the Jedi, we were laughing along with newborn superstar Eddie Murphy in 1984's blockbuster, Beverly Hills Cop. Though the cinematic transition from the Dark Lord to the Grinning Groid may have been a coincidence, it's symbolic importance -- the very semblance of Aryan rule in America giving way to no holds barred jew-led black aggrandizement and white replacement -- would not have been lost on The Order Bruder Schweigen. While the rest of us were at the movies laughing along with the jewish murder of America, they were plotting to take their country back.

The Story

Robert Jay Mathews, a young, bright, and charismatic working-class revolutionary, formed The Order Bruder Schweigen (the "Silent Brotherhood"), a ballsy cadre of race conscious whites who spit in the face of 80s Reagan-era yuppiedom and waged war -- real war, with guns and bombs -- on ZOG. Their main objectives were to combat the jew-instigated genocide of white Americans, and to secure an Aryan bastion in the Pacific northwest. Within the span of one year, they were alleged to have committed robberies in excess of four-million dollars, assassinated leftist radio host jew Alan Berg, counterfeited Federal Reserve Notes, and formed various counter-military training cells.

In December of 1984, the battle came to a head. With information supplied by the craven traitor Thomas Martinez, federal military forces murdered Robert Mathews at a Bruder Schweigen safe house on Whidbey Island, WA, and imprisoned the surviving members who remained true to the Brotherhood.

The Book

Before getting to the movie, a bit of background on the book that inspired it. Brotherhood of Murder was written by Bruder Schweigen turncoat/FBI informant, Thomas Martinez, in 1988, four years after Mathews wrote about him, in his last public letter to the Newport Miner, the Pend-Oreille County newspaper that had printed many of his letters in the past. Mathews wrote:

As for the traitor in Room 14 [Martinez], we will eventually find him. If it takes ten years and we have to travel to the far ends of the earth we will find him. And true to our oath when we do find him, we will remove his head from his body.

Unfortunately, the treason to be avenged would sooner lead to Mathews being surrounded and burned alive by the FBI. He fought to the very end, dying with machine gun in hand. Embeddened in his badly burned chest cavity was a piece of molten gold -- Mathews' Bruder Schweigen medallion.

Martinez, on the other hand, lived not only to write his book, but to betray everything he supposedly had always believed in, and to commit an act almost as heinous and doubly as unimaginable as turning over for the FBI: Sucking up to the ADL and Southern Poverty Law Center. In the book's acknowledgments he writes these words:

Two organizations that have long been courageous in battling bigotry...are the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith and the Southern Poverty Law Center.... My best hope is that my contribution in the fight against racist terrorism will, in some small way, help theirs.

If that didn't empty you out, this next passage is sure to bring you to gut-wrenching dry heaves:

Morris Dees, the founder of the SPLC and its inspirational force, has been an inspiration to me, helping me define the meaning of the word courage.

There you have it. Pure egomaniacal moronicism at work. The same kind of psychological type we've witnessed more recently in the defection of George Burdi. This "type" of person must "feel good" about every thing he does. He lacks the intelligence needed to fully understand his "beliefs," as well as the fortitude to act in accordance with them long after the beliefs cease being "cool" or financially, practically, or emotionally rewarding. The inherent truth of one position over another is irrelevant; the value of a position rests solely in its immediate effect on the individual. A passionate desire for the "14 words," for example, is right and virtuous and noble -- right up until johnny law puts you in the slammer. Or threatens to. Then, all of the sudden, confession to the media-forged moral majority and conversion to their state-approved way of thinking becomes the right, virtuous, and noble thing to do.

True to form, Martinez does not acknowledge his cowardice and fallibility. He does not humbly admit he rolled over on friends, kinsmen, courageous white men, for the sole purpose of avoiding jail. He does not confess that no matter how he feels about the particular members of the Bruder Schweigen personally, their racial views and grievances against the government are essentially true. And he does not draw the obvious conclusion that the power and determination of ZOG to crush the Bruder Schweigen underscores this very point. Rather, Martinez is compelled suddenly to convince himself that all the jewish caricatures of race-conscious whites are accurate: he was "brain-washed" and "looking for an excuse" and "needing to feel superior"; racism -- in whites -- is the product of "personal insecurity" and "irrational hatred." The criminal ADL and alleged child molester Morris Dees are suddenly paragons of virtue, fighting the good fight against -- not perpetuating their own anti-white version of -- "racist terrorism." The grossly disproportionate amount of black on white violence, coupled with the ironic enforcement of hate laws almost exclusively against whites, suddenly becomes irrelevant. The fact that jews opened America's borders and loosed blacks, mexicans, and all forms of third world non-whites on once safe, clean white cities suddenly is re-read as some sort of "paranoid white delusion."

The back of the book jacket features two "authorative" quotes of praise -- one by ADL chairman Abraham Foxman and one by SPLC founder Morris Dees. Reflect for a moment and try to imagine yourself a year from now writing a book that Foxman and Dees would praise and that you, in turn, would use as a vehicle to champion them and their cause as "courageous." Do you feel the shudder up your spine, or is it just me?

The Movie

Considering the source, there's little that needs mentioning about the movie. For me, it is genuinely thrilling to see a dramatic depiction -- any depiction -- of the racist right in action. Whether it's Randy Quaid in Ruby Ridge: An American Tragedy (1996), or Tom Berenger in Betrayed (1988), I simply love hearing the words "ZOG" and "jew" spit forth in derision from the lips of actors. The Bruder Schweigen story is exceptionally fascinating in this regard, packed as it is with action, adventure, and real American urban guerrilla warfare. Aside from the inherent interest of the story itself, there is nothing to recommend this film. Every aspect of it, from casting, to direction, to its gross distortions of fact, set out to smear Mathews and company as demented perverts, and their desire to restore a white-controlled jew-free America as the culmination of this demented perversion.

The casting of Peter Gallagher as Bob Mathews is telling. While Mathews is universally described -- even by unsympathetic sources such as Flynn and Gerhardt's The Silent Brotherhood (The Free Press, 1989) -- as "warmly charismatic," "genuine," "sincere," "passionate," "uncommonly generous" and "friendly," Gallagher is the actor of choice to play distant, selfish, sinister, assholes. Whether it's in Sex, Lies, and Videotape (1989) or American Beauty (1999), he's the shallow, lying, flake too blinded by his own vanity to realize everyone knows it but him. He comes off the same way here, as was no doubt the plan. Leaving nothing to chance, however, Mathews' sociopathic cruelty is hammered home with a series of fabricated smears: