BiggerNeater
Daily Stormer
August 14th, 2017
I will not be giving an account of factual events that went on during the Battle of Charlottesville, as I feel that there have been many written already that would be more detailed than what I could give. Instead, I will be writing about the more abstract aspect of the event: the spiritual and emotional experiences that no photograph or video can even come close to portraying.
I traveled with a group of about 15 goys from the east coast down to the event in a rented van. After I was vetted and we hit the road, there were a few things I noticed about my new comrades.
Get in faggot, we're taking Charlottesville!
First and foremost, these were not the tattooed prison psychos that the media portrays us as, but they were average guys like you would see at the gym, at church, or at school. There was quite a good bit of diversity among us: although the bulk of our group were in their mid-twenties, we ranged from 18 years old up to late-thirties. We were blue-collar and white-collar, fat and skinny, outspoken and shy, newbie and veteran, country and city, and came from many different European ethnicities all the way from Scandinavia down to the Mediterranean.
We picked fun of each other's differences (no safe-spaces faggot), but we became very comfortable around each other after a few hours in the van ride. Throughout the weekend we joked about minorities, discussed philosophy and politics, shared past experiences, and had the time of our lives.
Once we had gotten all our shit in our hotel rooms and had dinner, we drove down to the park for the torchlight rally. The location was not publicized and was spread by word of mouth instead, causing us to show up at the wrong park. Fortunately for us, it seems that the police and antifa fell into this trap as well. As the cops and lugenpresse we're stupidly wandering around Lee Park, our guys were assembling uninterrupted at Nameless Park. We arrived at the ass-end of the of the line shortly before the march started.
This was no walk in the park, goys. This was a military march in true fascist fashion. We started off with a blood-chilling battle cry, and marched at a brisk pace in causing the women and fatties to fall behind. There were leaders at the edges of the line barking commands: "TIGHTEN IT UP! GET IN FORMATION! PICK UP THE PACE! KEEP MOVING!"
At the edges stood a number of bystanders, both normal denizens and enemy troops. The antifa were made up of lugenpresse, niggers, faggots, whiny jewboys, and fat women, who were laughed at, spit upon, and blasted with verbal hatred. Their faces failed to hide the humiliation, pessimism, and fear that only the white man can bring to the untermenschen.
As we descended the staircase to the command point, we saw a group of about 20 hideous antifa occupying our statue of Jefferson.
They didn't stand a chance
Unable to handle being face-to-face with enemy forces, the antifa faggots lost their cool and started attacking with fists and pepper spray in an ill-fated last stand. The antifa vermin were crushed and dominated within minutes - as we physically removed them from the statue they shouted pathetic insults to try and maintain a false semblance of power, but they were drowned out by a brutish, tribal cry of victory that echoed throughout the town, striking fear into the hearts of our racial enemies.
After the statue was taken, Richard Spencer climbed up upon the statue and gave a short speech before exfil.
YOU HAVE CAPTURED A COMMAND POST
From beginning to end, our bodies were buzzing with a feeling unlike anything else. The sound of a thousand voices chanting YOU WILL NOT REPLACE US burned into our souls - we felt anger as images of our fallen brethren and ravished women rushed through our minds, yet at the same time we felt exhilaration from visions of a brighter future. The more times we chanted this sacred verse, our sense individuality faded away and we felt the true meaning of unity: we were little more than cells in the body of a might race that had conquered entire civilizations in centuries past.
For a few hours on a hot summer night, WE WERE INVINCIBLE.
Sleep did not come easily that night, we were still buzzing with adrenaline and thinking about the impending battle on the morn.
I jumped out of bed at 5:30 in the morning, ate breakfast, and put on my uniform. We had to leave very early because we planned to walk a few miles rather than risking damage to the vehicle. Unfortunately, the other members of our group were being lazy fucks and we did not hit the road until about 10:30, these disorganized tards had to keep going back to the hotel room to get things they forgot.
By the time we arrived at the battleground, the battle was over and the good guys were dispersed. However, the vile antifa scum were allowed to stay - with masks, assault rifles, and tribal drums. I tried to get the cops to do their jobs and arrest these criminals, but these people had pledged allegiance to the ZOG - it was no use.
Word got out that we were relocating to McIntire Park, so thousands of Alt-Right grouped up and marched on what would be dubbed "The Trail of Liberal Tears". 
This photograph only shows about half of the march, the other half had already crossed the crosswalk and were waiting for the rest (you can see a few of them at the bottom). If anyone has a better photo, please post it. Photos of the Trail of Liberal Tears are very scarce because it was quiet and peaceful, we stayed on the sidewalk and didn't block traffic, and we picked up all the trash along the street. The lugenpresse doesn't want you to know that we were the the well-behaved ones.
All though the cops did not force us to disperse, all but a few hundred cucked out and left - those who stood their ground were able to witness Spencer, Enoch, Heimbach, and Duke in the flesh.
Even though they jewed us out of our original venue, they failed miserably to shut us down. We goosestepped across town and made our presence known to the invading scum that had occupied our homeland, and the founding fathers of our movement were able to demand their platform and make their voices heard.
The Charlottesville Putsch was a decisive victory: we succeeded in our goal despite having the government, the cops, and the antifa united against us. The MSM covered us non-stop the entire day, and continue to do so at the time of this writing.
Bad move, juden.
Although you pick and choose footage to make us look bad, the fact is that you have shown the world that we are a legitimate, viable, and formidable political movement rather than the inconsequential fringe group that you portray us to be. For fuck's sake, you put Duke's face on CNN! You may have cut the audio, but know this: there are MILLIONS of normies googling Duke, Spencer, Enoch, and the Alt-Right. They are reading our books, browsing our websites, and awakening to your lies.
THEY ARE BECOMING US.
After we went back to the hotel, ate dinner and freshened up, we drove over to a private party at Azzmador's place at a southern mansion. Each new arrival was greeted with chants of "SIEG HEIL!" It was a high energy event where we drank beer, shared battle stories, listened to fashy music, and even got to witness the recording of Azzmador's podcast. Since our sieg heiling was too loud and got picked up by the microphones, Azzmador's crew had to physically remove us to the front lawn. Imagine any party you've ever been to except with whites only: there were no idiots causing trouble, making messes, drinking irresponsibly, or being degenerate, making it the perfect end to a perfect weekend.
LESSONS FOR NEW RECRUITS:
Although I had attended previous protests, this was the first major one I had ever been to. I learned a lot of very basic, practical things that will help newcomers who have never protested.
1. Don't be afraid of your brethren.
Some of you may be young, shy, socially awkward, or sheltered - it is understandable that you might be intimidated, but these fears are exaggerated and you have nothing to fear. These people are your brothers, your friends, and your family. They will laugh with you, they will have fun with you, they will watch your back and protect you. Don't let inhibitions keep you from making a memory that you will never forget: GRAB LIFE BY THE PUSSY.
2. Get in shape
You may not expect it, but there will be lots of cardio. You will have to keep up with the crowd, walk for long hours at a time, run up staircases and hills, and chant at the top of your lungs while breathing heavily. If you are out of shape, you will sweat profusely, your feet will hurt, your throat will become hoarse, your head will get dizzy, and you will get dehydrated. I started doing heavy cardio training weeks before the event, so I was able to stay active from dawn to dusk. Will you be able to do the same?
3. Respect your elders
There will be older guys there that have been to many rallies, and will have much more experience than you: FOLLOW THEIR ORDERS! A single instance of naivete will get you arrested, injured, or killed. Follow the crowd and conform, you don't want to make a fool out of yourself and your allies when there are lugenpresse cameras watching you. I made a few minor mistakes myself and got chewed out about it, but I made it out without getting arrested or injured.
(except for a scraped knee from tripping. I AM A WOUNDED VETERAN OF THE CHARLOTTESVILLE PUTSCH!)
my booboo will not be forgotten
IN CLOSING
Hopefully this article will help you realize the importance of answering the call, and the fact that you CAN do it. The Alt-Right will eventually grow into a worldwide army, one that will finally have the power to end the enslavement of our people by the jewish overlords. Every aspect of society that has been dominated by the jew will inevitably be overtaken piece by piece and reshaped in our image. When your grandchildren ask you about the White Revolution, are you going to read it to them from a history book or tell them about what you saw WITH YOUR OWN EYES?
Change is happening RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW.
The world you know is fading away, and you will never see it again - BUSINESS AS USUAL IS OVER.
As an able-bodied white man, YOU HAVE NO CHOICE - women and children are depending on you!
Get off your ass and JOIN THE FIGHT TODAY!
HAIL VICTORY!
