Radical’s Diary: March 5, 2011

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Poor Jae was yesterday targeted by indirectly violent messages. Rather nerve-wracking. Saturday, February 19, 2011 Key West (Florida, USA) Jae gets a text message on her phone from 317-771-7909, a number on the west side of Indianapolis. It reads: "You are a racist whore." Those charming gentlemen of the Left have posted her home address and phone numbers on the Internet, and this is one consequence; another is that one gentleman from Chicago turned up in Indianapolis a few days ago inquiring about her, carrying a list of names and a circle round hers. He got roughed up, I am told, and returned to Chicago disheveled and yowling. Monday, February 21, 2011 Key West (Florida, USA) From Germar Rudolf in North Mexico comes a lengthy e-mail explaining his problems getting back into the USA and asking for financial support .

We have had differences in the past, but I put it on my website. Later I go off by bike for a bowl of soup with Jae As we are cycling off at seven-thirty this evening and have just crossed Southard Street, a man cycles toward us in the darkness (with no light) and screams four words at me or us, having seen us by the light thrown by the restaurant Mangia Mangia. "Die, you f*cking Nazi," are the words he uses. Jae says, "David. Did you hear that?" And, "He said, Die, you f*cking Nazi." I confirm: "That's what I thought he said. I heard the words f*cking Nazi, and die." As I turn back I see the person dismounting at Michael's Restaurant (532 Margaret Street) and pushing his bike inside. We circle straight