Essays

The Revenge of Johann Sebastian Bach

by Martin McBride (1986)

WASHINGTON, D.C.: Most Americans know their nation’s capital only from the picture-postcard image of it which appears in their living rooms nightly on the television screen. They are shown the halls of power: the White House, with its well-manicured lawns; Congress, with its imposing white dome; the Supreme Court, with its impressive neo-classical architecture. They are shown monuments to the authentic heroes of days gone by: Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln and others.

But what Americans don’t see of Washington is the grim reality: like every other US city, it is a dirty, dangerous, disgusting sinkhole of racial decay and corruption. It is pimps and prostitutes; dealers and junkies; legions of homeless bums of both sexes sleeping on steam-grates in the dead of winter. It is endless square blocks of urban squalor; teeming ghetto tenements full of angry and sullen Blacks, unemployed and unemployable. It is race-mixing; it is White degeneracy; it is Levantine merchants with bargain-basements filled to overflowing with shoddy goods.

It is the spawning ground for every social evil and toxin. Washington, D.C., is, if you will, a miniature New York City. It is what the Jews and plutocrats would like to see the whole country become: a hideous Third World nightmare; the rotting corpse of Western civilization; the death of our Race.

Basic wisdom: If you are White, stay away from the cities; there is nothing for you there anymore, except infection – spiritual, racial and sexual.

A few summers back I found myself trapped in Washington during the daily rush hour gridlock. I was stuck in traffic on 14th Street, Northwest – a major thoroughfare which is also an open sewer of racial pollution. It was just after 5:00 p.m., the time when most of the denizens of Washington’s night streets first begin to stir, and then stagger, blinking, into the smog-shrouded late afternoon light, to begin whatever hustle or scam they are involved in to keep themselves alive from one day to the next.

Although I was only three blocks from the White House, I was surrounded as far as I could see by porno shops, hookers, drug addicts and similar products of urban decay and capitalism. Now and then a rodent-like federal bureaucrat with his briefcase would scurry by, his eyes fixed on the pavement in front of him, never looking up or around at the ugly reality of which he was a part.

Washington in the summer is unearthly hot and humid, with the air thick and stifling. Partly as a defense against that, and partly to shut out the general unpleasantness, I had the windows of my car rolled up and the air conditioner turned on. To help drown out the unavoidable cacophony of city noises, I had my stereo turned on to a local classical music station.

The spot at which the following incident occurred was only a few steps away from the site where a luckless French tourist had been stabbed to death during a robbery by a drug-crazed Black a few nights earlier. The unfortunate visitor to our shores had doubtlessly perished under the misconception that he was safe walking on a well-lit busy street at night, for, after all, he was in the capital city of the most powerful country in the world, and he was less than a half-mile from the official residence of the chief executive of that country. “Poor misled bastard,” I mused to myself.

I waited impatiently for the traffic ahead of me to free up, so that I could escape this hellish scene. The light changed and then changed again. Still no movement. In front of me a 300-pound Negress exchanged obscenities with the Pakistani driver of a cab from which she had just exited. An anorexic Puerto Rican whore lounged listlessly in the doorway of a fast-food joint.

On the corner next to me stood a mulatto with an over-sized ghetto-blaster affixed to his shoulder, blaring out the latest pop hit by Michael Jackson or Prince or some other equally objectionable darling of the entertainment media. As one would expect, he had the volume turned up well past the point of distortion, so that the obnoxious screeching and rhythms of his radio penetrated even my little temperature modulated capsule of sanity.

As he shuffled down the street, mercifully passing out of earshot, I decided that the time had come for a counterattack. It would be no more than a token gesture of defiance, I realized, but at least it would afford me the personal satisfaction of cathartic release. I switched off my air conditioner, rolled down all my windows, and cranked my stereo up as loud as I could stand it.

Instantly, the filthy steel and concrete urban canyon was filled with the intricate and vaulting baroque harmonies of the Brandenburg Concerto Number Two in F Major by Johann Sebastian Bach.

As I expected, the raceless sludge occupying the sidewalks was stunned by the sudden turn of events. A light-complexioned Black, whom I assumed from his manner of dress was some sort of pimp, cupped his hands over his ears and retreated into the sanctuary of an X-rated bookstore. Slowly the sidewalk emptied, as the street people drifted away in pain and confusion from this audio intrusion into their fetid world.

A lone Negro/mestizo hybrid, dressed in a synthetic flowered shirt, unbuttoned to his navel, braved Bach’s exalted testament to Aryan genius. His eyes scanned the suddenly vacant sidewalk and the congested roadway in a frantic effort to discern the source of the agony that was assaulting him.

Our gazes met: my face was set in what I imagine was a slight smirk of self-satisfaction; his was contorted in revulsion and hatred at the horrible sound which he found so, so alien.

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Source: New Order

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Wolf Stoner
Wolf Stoner
23 July, 2021 2:17 am

Excellent article. It fully resonates with me. Bach is my favorite composer. When I need to use public transport or to be in any public place where usually some pop-trash poisons air, I put on my head-phones and listen Bach. I can’t endure any pop-trash and the feeling of disgust is stronger than revulsion felt from inhaling air of uncleaned public toilet. I fully understand the sentiments of the author. Bach is the epitome of true Arian spirit, despite of some superficial Christian trappings. Therefore, Bach is hated by all bipedal trash, be they on the city streets or in Congress halls. This passage is very important:   “Basic wisdom: If you are White, stay away from the cities; there is nothing for you there anymore, except infection – spiritual, racial… Read more »

Harry Freeman Hagan
Harry Freeman Hagan
Reply to  Wolf Stoner
24 July, 2021 9:03 pm

Bach is fabulous, certainly. You might give Zelenka a hearing, too. He was a Bach contemporary, and fairly recently rediscovered. So true about the cities. But really, the entire West that our people built. Our products-cars, buildings, inside toilets, el. devices, etc., etc.-are welcome, but not us ourselves. How does it end?

Thomas Cole
Thomas Cole
23 July, 2021 6:45 am

Beautiful!

Arvin N. Prebost
Arvin N. Prebost
23 July, 2021 10:23 am

This was a well-written, humorous article! When I catch “wiggers” playing rap, I usually blast them with pre-disco Bee Gees. I do love Brahms, though.

But that is it in a nutshell—the Logos or chaos. And the Logos has nothing to do with Jesus, although in Christian mythology he is identified with it. It is the primal order of the universe—beauty, order, reason, celestial harmony . . . the “classical” which they are trying so hard to get rid of in some universities.

Thomas Cole
Thomas Cole
Reply to  Arvin N. Prebost
23 July, 2021 6:54 pm

Classical music and authentic folk are genuine White. They resonate with our Race Soul in a powerful and elevating way. One should treat himself, in an hour of quite meditation, to a glass of wine and some good music. I’m a nerd for Monteverdi and Gluck.

Arvin N. Prebost
Arvin N. Prebost
Reply to  Thomas Cole
24 July, 2021 6:58 pm

I always liked the folk-rock of the Byrds.

Wine is great if you can just drink one glass. I can’t. I drank it for many years and I was becoming too dependent on it, so I dropped it.

Rockwell's Ghost
Rockwell's Ghost
23 July, 2021 11:25 am

Very “brave” warrior. I’m sure turning up the volume on his stereo will stop the millions of illegals from flooding into the country and raping and killing our women and families. He probably swaps courageous emails with the other” brave keyboard” warriors. He didn’t get out of his vehicle and kick the niggers ass though.
I just read an article where some of our brave, good ol white boys in texas were arrested for smuggling aliens into the US. These are the same good ol white scum selling weapons and ammo to the non white trash at the local gun shows. I just hope one of these illegals uses them on these same white traitors to pound some sense into these money grubbing white scum.

James Clayton
James Clayton
Reply to  Rockwell's Ghost
24 July, 2021 7:57 am

At least the man posted over his own name.

Wolf Stoner
Wolf Stoner
23 July, 2021 2:51 pm

Bach’s Brandenburg concerto #2 BWV 1047. One of the best renditions by Munich Bach’s orchestra conducted by Karl Richter. 1970 recording. Back then it was yet possible to have the whole orchestra consisting of White People. It is yet allowed on youtube but I suppose that soon it will be considered as white supremacist propaganda.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IETYYTMtL6U       

Jack Brody
Jack Brody
23 July, 2021 8:03 pm

Anyone who calls Lincoln an “authentic hero” is pitifully misled. He was a pen-pal of Karl Marx. He arrested people “not so much for what has been done, as for what probably would be done.” According to Revilo P. Oliver, Lincoln “came to Washington knowing that his function was to destroy the American Constitution, for which he had little respect, and to end the American Republic by attacking the South.”
Those who have any interest in the truth about “Honest Abe” should go here: archive.org/details/invaded

pj dooner
pj dooner
24 July, 2021 9:12 am

Lincoln was an authentic hero?

Kevin Alfred Strom
Kevin Alfred Strom
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Reply to  pj dooner
24 July, 2021 10:14 am

No, no one on the NV editorial team believes he was a hero (though he did want to send all Blacks overseas, a very good thing). But this piece is inspiring, and deserved being republished despite that flaw. I don’t think that one part of one sentence will convert anyone here to Lincoln-worship.

fodwellw
fodwellw
24 July, 2021 12:19 pm

Lincoln’s Four Year Playwright: The Gay Union. Mr. Lincoln aspired to have a theatrical mind. His dark, self-righteous, condescending literature—firebrand rule and violent opposition to secession led to Shakespeare tragedy at a public theater. It’s no coincidence that the partisan was shot to death by a Confederate actor. The last act. Lavishly piled upon with an artificial lift of what his followers call greatness must be a curiosity to the world. Several days after Richmond fell, the now set aside president traveled to the occupied city and went straight to the home of Jefferson Davis, sat at his desk and toured the house. Such an extravagant exhibition is to be ascribed to his insolent vanity and exultant hate of the Southern Confederacy. Mr. Lincoln marshalled into service 113 colored regiments… Read more »

mortal goyal
mortal goyal
24 July, 2021 3:15 pm

wow!

powerful piece here.

a summation , if you will, of the alienation of White Men in the homelands built by their ancestors .

i wish i could write like that.

Prinz Edelhart
Prinz Edelhart
25 July, 2021 7:43 pm

I will freely admit that I am not the biggest fan of classical music, which was very much written for a tiny elite, while the people’s music – White people’s music – remained unrecorded and dismissed until researchers into folk music began to show up in the early 20th century, but I will contribute that based on my rather extensive personal experience, the notion that ‘Latin’ or Black people are somehow naturally gifted dancers is a myth.
In fact, I’d say the most naturally gifted dance partners I’ve experienced have been mostly White girls of northern or central European background, even if they had no prior dance experience or tuition at all.

Joe
Joe
25 July, 2021 11:23 pm

Bach is the greatest composer ever. His perfection of the contrapuntal art of music has never been matched. Nor has the Divine inspiration which touched his soul.

This aria from the Easter Oratorio is one of his most beautiful creations.

Turn it up loud and listen to the sublime interweaving lines and they create the most exquisite harmonies. Breathtaking.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azveArCs5GY

ulysses freire da paz jr
ulysses freire da paz jr
28 July, 2021 4:42 pm

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Basic wisdom: If you are White, stay away from the cities; there is nothing for you there anymore, except infection – spiritual, racial and sexual.
(https://vk.com/video432639774_456239039)
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Germany before the arrival of the liberators  (https://vk.com/videos432639774?z=video432639774_456239017%2Fpl_432639774_-2)
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Due to the psychopath Churchill and his scum,(https://nationalvanguard.org/2021/07/german-death-wish/#comment-46781
) the world has become a madhouse – TODAY WE EXPERIENCE EXACTLY what the divine law establishes, recorded in Galatians 06:07 WE HARVEST WHAT WE PLANTED.
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The rubble women (https://cos.tv/videos/play/29594949116792832)
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A cartoon 80 years ago shows what is happening today … what is behind it?  (https://cos.tv/videos/play/29595207167938560)
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NATIONAL SOCIALISM IS LOVE FOR ITS PEOPLE AND ITS COUNTRY
(https://vk.com/videos432639774?z=video432639774_456239020%2Fpl_432639774_-2)
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da elpaso man
da elpaso man
8 August, 2021 1:05 am

https://glennschoolwaip.blogspot.com/2011/11/other-side-of-history-meeting-former.html

From Hitler Youth to Negermusik, what a captivating career!
(Above all, it sounds less threatening than Hitler’s buzzsaw.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PuKp9P7NzVQ

What cultivated European would be unable to
enjoy this harmonic euphony in all its sublimity?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mh1JjyOVhSc

“Jazz” is generally one of the highest art forms, conceived by
geniuses for geniuses, as Cheeta impressively demonstrates.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-J9O5Yj3-I4

https://youtu.be/-J_Ize3dZhQ?t=87
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9JMkKKX3IsY

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Angelicus
Angelicus
9 August, 2021 12:33 am

Even if this story is a product of the author’s imagination is a wonderful metaphor for the immortal beauty and greatness of European baroque music. By the way, I would like to share with all of you some wonderful concertos by Pieter Hellendaal (1721-1799) a great Dutch composer that deserves to be known:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TF1ePdQVdCk

Martin McBride
Martin McBride
Reply to  Angelicus
9 August, 2021 8:33 pm

The story is not “the product of [my] imagination”; it really happened. I was on 14th St. NW headed south, just below Logan Circle before the intersection with L St.

Try it yourself next time you’re stuck in traffic in some seedy urban neighborhood; it’s not that difficult.

Angelicus
Angelicus
Reply to  Martin McBride
9 August, 2021 9:30 pm

Hello Martin: Don’t be mad at me! I admit did not express myself correctly, but English is not my native language. What I wanted to say is: “If this story really happened or not, is irrelevant…”

By the way, I have not been stuck in traffic in a seedy neighbourhood, but I have been stuck in traffic many times in very hot weather, so I sympathize with you. Obviously, Washington DC is as hot and humid as Buenos Aires!

Regards