by Billy Roper
A couple of weeks ago, Harold and I had ironically been discussing our health and joking about who would go first. He told me that he was seriously concerned about his medical condition. From all appearances he passed away from natural causes, probably from heart disease, in his apartment in Bremerton, Washington. He also dealt with other physical issues which challenged him.
Harold and I disagreed about the location of a future White ethnostate, but little else except, perhaps, the efficacy and utility of public activism. We were very cordial and civil to one another, especially in our private conversations. He and I discussed his past interactions with other movement leaders, whether rancorous or cooperative, as he sought psychological closure and confided in me. I had a great deal of respect for him for his lifetime of dedication to our movement and our people. He was a fellow member of the Balk Right, recognizing that the future breakup of the United States and the rise of White ethnostates is inevitable. He also upheld strong standards of character and behavior as a proud ‘purity spiraler’, opposing the inclusion of race mixers, Jews, and homosexuals in the movement, as well.
His life was one of adventure and heroism, too, from his time as a volunteer in Rhodesia fighting against black Communist revolutionaries, to his open pro-White patriotism here in the United States for decades.
If you have not yet read Harold Covington’s books, you really should. Here is a link to them. He was a better writer than me, and I told him so. I don’t know if he believed I was being sincere or thought that I was just being diplomatic, but it was true.
While it would be indiscreet of me to share our private conversations now that he is gone, here is our last public conversation, a Balk Right roundtable discussion which I think you’ll enjoy.
Rest In Peace, HAC. I’ll miss you. Who will help me keep these young kids straight, now?