A Turner Diaries diary: XII
4 December: There is a fruitless attempt to recruit the runaway, Elsa (from chapter IX) and her new family (or whatever you want to call it). But they’re potheads. Something about how blacks and Jews are responsible for whites’ apathy.
There’s something pervy about how Billy describes “redheaded” Elsa. There’s something that attempts to approach poetic language when Earl talks about White Apathy like someone’s trying to be Conrad or something. “How fragile a thing is man’s civilization! How superficial it is to his basic nature! And upon how few of the teeming multitudes too whose lives it gives a pattern does it depend for its sustenance!”
If you’re going to talk about leading your race out of the jungle, that would be out of the jungle to fuck Neanderthals.