Author: Jim Goad

Phil Eiger Newmann, Killjoy Was Here, 2020.

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The nights grow long and dark and cold. I’ve often suspected that Thanksgiving and Christmas and New Year’s are merely three sedatives we administer ourselves to collectively brace for the gaping black icy void in the months that follow when the sun never seems to shine and the plants refuse to grow. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Login, Logout, 2020.

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Back in the year 2000 — before the advent of smartphones and the existence of social media in any significant sense beyond a humble smattering of BBS message boards — I and the other convicts at Oregon State Penitentiary caught wind of a new super-max prison they were building in the state’s remote eastern regions. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Tom Metzger, 2020.

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Terrible Tommy Metzger died the day after the election.

One night in the fall of 1989 I was a snot-nosed and cocksure wigger journalist who’d tooled the hundred miles or so south from my ratty apartment (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Stealin’ Away, 2020.

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Last I peeked in here, it seemed as if Trump had won the election.

Well, we all know how that turned out. (more…)

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In what might prove to be the most hilarious upset in electoral history, the “Nazi” candidate may have won a second term solely by increasing his support among every group except for white males — thus allowing all the “Nazis” the pleasure of blaming women and nonwhites even in victory!

Is this what they mean by a “win-win”? (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Biden for President, 2020.

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Election Day forecast: partly cloudy with widespread outbreaks of political violence.

As the weirdest presidential campaign in history hobbles to a close during this odd post-American era during which America still pretends it’s a country, polls show that Americans agree more on the fact that there will be post-election violence than they can agree on the election’s winner. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Rob Mob, 2020.

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My mom once hit a black kid with her car in the area of West Philly where police shot and killed a knife-wielding, dreadlock-swinging, serial arrestee and prodigious impregnator of black baby mamas named Walter Wallace, Jr. last Monday afternoon.

Mind you, mom didn’t intentionally hit the black kid with her car, although I wouldn’t put it past her. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Fair Share, 2020.

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Another week brings us seven days closer to the mass graves they’re digging for us.

Do we dare ponder the moment the entire country realizes they severely overestimated black potential and that it’s too late to do anything about it?

Sean “Diddy” Combs is a negroidal cultural impresario with no discernible talent or insight but whose net worth is estimated at $855 million. If one assumes that (more…)

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Hello, all ye white people of Counter-Currents. It is my sincerest wish that you are having a day that is so unapologetically white, it renders everyone in your immediate vicinity permanently snow-blind. (more…)

Phil Eiger Newmann, Fortunate Son, 2020

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As the sickly, suicide-grey rays of a frosty autumn Sunday mornin’ in Georgia wriggle through my imitation-wood Venetian blinds, I pause to reflect how much the Hunter Biden saga reminds me of Robert Redford’s Oscar-winning 1980 dysfunctional-family drama Ordinary People, which was based on a novel by Judith Guest, whom I’m going to assume is Jewish without even bothering to check. (more…)

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Editor’s note: Jim Goad has joined Counter-Currents as a twice-weekly original contributor. This is his first article.

As someone who is both obsessed with race and filled with hatred, I am often accused of being filled with racial hatred. (more…)

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Last week, the Belgian magazine Knack published an article with the explosive title “Hitler was related to Somalis, Berbers and Jews.” The news involved a study conducted by journalist Jean-Paul Mulders and customs official Marc Vermereen, who claim to have taken DNA samples from 39 of Adolf Hitler’s relatives through such seemingly dubious sources as a discarded napkin, used cigarette butts, and envelopes from thirty-year-old letters. (more…)

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“Seven Ideas You Can Never Discuss on Television”
Takimag.com, April 3, 2011

In 1972 comedian George Carlin famously delineated the “Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television.” (more…)