Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Radio Werewolf Sending Signal...This Is Radio Werewolf Calling

My apologies to regular readers who eagerly await new content, but we've had a run of bad luck here at the Wolf's Lair. As if being incredibly busy were not enough, I live in a region that was struck by tornadoes over the weekend and power has been out since yesterday around 8 p.m. Since the juice has been back on I've been busy troubleshooting some computer hardware problems, which, touching my wooden totenkopf noggin, appear to be resolved.

The Lair sustained minimal damage(a grill was moved from the front of the house to the back and a plastic shed was blown apart like a house of cards, the roof of which is somewhere in Lake Erie) but many houses in the neighborhood of the tiny White lakeside village in which I live sustained moderate to very severe damage with windows blown out, massive trees uprooted, power lines down(and telephone poles bent in half) roofs ripped off and in a few extreme cases, homes completely leveled.

A funny thing happened, though. Or rather it didn't, which is telling. There were no murders, rapes or looting. No TNB. None. Oh, that's right. There are no niggers here, just hard working White folks who brush themselves off after a tragedy and go on and rebuild. No "Christian" missionaries were anywhere to be seen, and (not that they'd be welcomed here anyways) no regime criminals offering to "help." I'd also be willing to bet that the Commander in Chimp didn't mention us.

What we did have though, which is also telling, is White folks, outsiders, from the suburbs and surrounding environs, showing up with a bad case of rubber neck syndrome, gawking at the damage like it was a tourist attraction. These are the same apathetic zombies who couldn't give a fuck about the casualties and destruction caused daily by nigger savages and mestizo invaders or the international theft and de facto genocide committed by kikejews. Sad.

I hope to be back to regular "broadcasts" soon, and if you've been in personal correspondence recently, I haven't forgotten to respond nor am I ignoring you. I'll be getting back to you as soon as I can.



  1. Good to hear you're safe and back in the Lair, my friend. Stay Strong, The Victory is nigh!

  2. hmmm........wasn't abt to hit "the panic button" just yet.....but.....any-way...oh....can you say "HAARP"....?

    you know what?

    i, personally, blame the jews for EVERY-THING!...even the "weather".....i think it's a good "rule of thumb"....at least 95% of the time, i will be "SPOT ON" as they say here in 0zz!

  3. Good to hear y'all came through it well. Stay in touch.

  4. We had some pretty wicked storms over here also and I have been helping a few people out with cutting up some of the downed branches and on one occasion the whole tree. It's good to hear you fared well.

  5. You folks act to White..lol Glad your ok Big R.

    Joy I will call ya one of these days,,,Just going through my own shit...Life.....

  6. Ok Cleveland, I look forward to that! I hope everything works out for your best.

  7. Thanks to all of you for your well wishes.

  8. We've had some bad storms too, mostly thunder though. One hit so close, Insurgent Pus and I jumped 5 feet in the air and then dived under the bed!

  9. Glad to hear you pulled thru safely man. I'll bet the rubber neckers were quite annoying - no offers of help, only some entertainment before heading back to their silky soft bubbles. One day they'll find themselves in need of help too.

    Quite sobering to feel the brunt of extreme weather and to instantaneously be thrown into a veritable "war zone". Once again, glad you made it thru.

  10. Thank you, Jeff and a "welcome back" to you.

    The gawkers eventually had to be stopped by a county sheriff check point. The other problem were these carpet bagger contractors flooding the area like heeb ambulance chasing lawyers, greedily rubbing their hands together in anticipation of ripping off desperate people. The [volunteer] fire chief here rousted these scum bags out though from what I hear.

    That sense of community just doesn't exist in other places I've lived...and cannot in anything other than an all White enclave.