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TIM | 2006-09-05

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"I spent an adrenelin-soaked week in the middle of intrigues I can't talk about."

Every once in a while you say something like that at it ANGERS ME. If you are going to post something like that. You should at least post that it was something good for OUR RACE. We both know there are plenty of ways for you to do this without being too descriptive. If it was just Washington BS.....please do not post it. It is too much intrigue for us young ones to handle. We do NOT know what the hell you mean (or if you are in trouble or something??). Of course you know that.....So why bother?

I assume you are always doing something for OUR race. Because that is what your record states. However, you post stuff like this and leaves people like me in limbo. I expect more than 'limbo' from you.

Comment by Tim

ME:

This was definitely about our race.

Kelso got a number of young people to the AFP Conference and Willis Cartp was very buddy-buddy with him. Then suddenly Kelso walked up to Willis and Willis said to him, in public, "Kelso, why are you a ringer? Five or second people have told me you are an agent. Get out of here."

Then Willis signalled a gurad and Kelso was ushered out.

Kelso was stunned and crushed. He has only been inthis movement four or five years, and he did not know Willis's tendency to do things that are, at the very least, rash. He staggered up to the room we were in and honestly felt that if a patriarch had denounced him as a spy, he was ruined.

Like anyone hwo works in this totally thankless movement, Kelso was already taking the straing of doing things for people, working day and night and breaking himself fiancially, and getting kicked in the teeth for it.

He thanked God I was there later on. He owuld have been staggering out inthe rain if I hadn't.

His thousands of hours of selfles work and he thought he was FINISHED! How can you deny you are a SPY, especially when no evidence at all is produced?!

So I spent hours talking him off the ceiling,a nd that is not easy work when someone has an emotional crisis like this.

Then Kelso was worried about hitting back at someone of Carto's stature, since he is a comparative newbie. He had difficulty listening to me, and he had to get over his emotional trauma first. That took many hours into the night.

He began to get back on his feet after I pushed him the next morning, but he STILL could not decide whether to hit back directly or not. I explained to him over and over and over that damage control starts RIGHT NOW. As soon as I had talked him around, he went downstairs and started saying, as I told him, that even if he might be a spy, Willis had no right to buddy up to him and then spring this on him in public at Willis's own conference.

If we had not worked this out, he might have either left or come back swinging irrationally. This is the kind of thing I've done for decades, meeting crises and setting up a quick response, but it is NOT easy.

I was in no shape to write what happened here in the blog. There are some critical lessons in it I need to talk to you about. Kelso kept saying I could and then I couldn't. I said he should have it on Stormfront the next day. But at least he did go down and face the delegates, many of whom had heard he had been denounced. Almost all of them were on his side after he talked to them.

The police incident had nothing to do with any of this, but I wsas exhaursted and I wanted to write something in the blog. I wrote what you are complaining about and Kelso cleared THAT.

I was WEARY. And I am WEARY of a life of playing Secret Squirrel, and THAT I needed to share with you. Even I, who gets vented TO so often, need to vent some, too. And at that pint, I took it that I could say this to my Blog friends.

I am sorry you took it personally.

I was under obligation to the person who came to me for advice. This is in confidence, that's part of being an advisor. Which also means I carry a lot of pressure and can't tell people WHY.

I got his permission to tell you about this on the way back down down here, one day yes, one day no, b ut I finally got it. There is much I need to talk about that this incident illustrates, but I just got out of hte car from DC and I am not up to it right now and I am not even going to check my spelling before I hit the sheets.

I may have saved Kelso for our movement. I think that's a pretty good thing for an old man to do for our race in one weekend, and I am an emotional wreck.

OK?

COMMENTS (8)

#1 Shari | 2006-09-05 09:45

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Something coming out of nowhere, unexpected, really can throw a person. And, Kelly, YOU hang in there! We need some of Ernesto here. The smoke from forest fire is so thick it's like breathing chalk.

#2 Ralph Nader | 2006-09-05 18:43

Wow you must have been in a hurry when you wrote this...a lot of typos!

#3 Bob | 2006-09-05 19:12

Yes, Ralph. That may be why I said in the article:

"but I just got out of hte car from DC and I am not up to it right now and I am not even going to check my spelling before I hit the sheets."

#4 Tim | 2006-09-05 20:31

Sounds like you were working your tail off. I was just concerned. That is all. I did not understand what you meant. All clear. I totally understand.

#5 Unconditioned Canuck | 2006-09-05 22:01

Carto who?

Although I've hurd the name I've never read anything he's written nor listened to him speak.

If this weblog isn't SPAM, Carto appears to have gone senile/insane.

If this isn't SPAM, I'm surprized Kelso worried.

I suspect this was SPAM. I notice Stormfront was down today.

#6 Unconditioned Canuck | 2006-09-05 22:36

Wait a minute, perhaps when the words 'NOT SPAM' appear in the comments, it means Bob labelled the comment as 'NOT SPAM'?

Otherwise, why are the words 'NOT SPAM' appearing everywhere in the comments' sections of this Blog?

#7 Kelly | 2006-09-06 01:14

Thats a hell of a weekend working for the cause...I'm glad you and Kelso made it out of D.C. intact...What an emotional roller coaster it must have been...Kelso was getting it done...Pulling ancore in florida,hitch hiking ,bus traveling,walking ,cab riding to Bob's place...then heading North to D.C...Storming into town for the conference...Then while attending the conference he is called out as a ringer...Gets escorted out, regains some composser, gets some advice from Bob and heads back down to confront the the allegations as lies and fights his way back into the conference regaining the trust of the host of the convention...while keeping up with Kelso's inner determnation and dedication as a Stormfront radio host.. He broadcast live with host Bob...What a determination...He is still traveling home to Florida... still enduring the tough road threw...missing his bus while his luggage is on the bus pulling out..yet still broad castng from a burger joint to a Stormfront audience still waiting for those contacts from Kelso on his journey home...we know its been tough...The travel, the storms, the intellectual battles, the sit backs, hang in there Kelso!

#8 The Virginia Gentlewoman | 2006-09-07 22:18

May I shake my fist under Carto's nose? That's what my five foot tall mother would have done! You know what, Bob? That *really* makes me angry he did that to Jamie. I was so *looking forward* to having a chance to hang out with both you and Jamie (did meet Jamie briefly, but didn't get to meet you), and Mr. Paranoia ruined everything. What is *wrong* with that guy????

This is what I think--I think Jamie should *blow the whistle* on Stormfront. Jamie isn't the one who did wrong, Willis Carto did. All he has to do is write the facts. Why? What happened to Jamie could have happened to any of us. You can't control the behavior of another person, especially if they are paranoid--or *posturing*. In a *public* conference, for heaven's sakes!

I didn't come to the conference to see Willis Carto. I came to see you and Jamie, and that didn't happen. I looked for you guys. I don't know who Willis is and I don't care; he's obviously egocentric. I could not put my finger on it, but the odd thing is I instantly didn't like him and didn't know why. Now I know--my intuition was right on. Carto has no stature--he has proven himself to be a very small man.

Jamie--Dude--we'll all get together sometime in the near future for real, ok? I'll bring you some biscuits or something, anything you want. My sister makes a heck of a good banana bread. I'll bring that. You'll feel better because we'll have a great time next time around. Carto is nobody. You're real. That's what counts.

Your SF buddy,

The Virginia Gentlewoman