Bizarro World

Calling All American Nazis (Is This Mic On?)

January 06, 2012

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Calling All American Nazis (Is This Mic On?)

Black church rightful owner of KKK store,” read the AP headline on Tuesday. Headlines like this excite me because I love freaks. I don’t care if they’re black supremacists, lesbian separatists, or white-power Christians who think different races go to different planets after they die. Bring on the weirdoes. Maybe this is some weird black sect where African American Christians traffic in white-power memorabilia? This seems almost as good as back in 2006 when a black cop joined the KKK. (Unfortunately, police officer Ron Stallworth only did it as a prank.)

Turns out that a black South Carolina church now owns what used to be called the Redneck Shop due to some boring technicality. They shut it down after the ruling because the presiding reverend said “a lot of people became so afraid.”

Afraid of what?

I realized while reading the article that, in my endless quest for the unusual, I had visited this store. I was shooting a travel pilot in South Carolina a couple of years ago when a friend called and insisted I check it out on my way back. “Apparently it’s this huge, racist Walmart in the town center,” he said on the phone, “and everyone hates it. Some crazed black guy even tried to destroy it by driving his car through the front window.”

“Where are all these American Nazis the news keeps warning us about?”

I called the store and confirmed the story. “I got barriers out front now,” owner John Howard told me, “but the guy who did it was white, not black.” I begged and pleaded and convinced my crew to drive an hour out of our way to check out the freak show.

It took a bit of wandering to find the store, but when we finally got there all we saw was a 15-x-20-foot room with a pile of T-shirt iron-ons lying in the corner, some stickers under a glass counter, and stacks of badges randomly scattered all over the place. This was still too much for my friends—who left in horror—but I kept digging for something interesting amid all the dusty boredom. Eventually I found a blurry poster featuring Klansmen holding hands with black people who were wearing traditional African garb. They were celebrating some strange cultural holiday but I couldn’t really read the captions. “What’s this about?” I asked the only guy there. “I don’t fucking know,” he responded without looking up from his online poker game. This is usually how things go when I finally get to the root of the “growing extremism” I keep hearing about on TV.

I wouldn’t consider myself a journalist, but I have a lot in common with them. Where I love looking behind every corner for psychopaths and hearing their frantic theories, journalists love scaring their readers with frantic stories of psychopaths lurking behind every corner. Ultimately, we are both left empty-handed. How many times have you watched the History Channel after they promise a shocking new exposé on some dangerous new Klan offshoot, only to be presented with a half-dozen old eccentrics sitting at a big table in a shack and talking about nothing? Then the producers cut to the B-roll of Nazi skinheads Sieg Heiling that you realize is European footage because of those weird “swastiklone” symbols that Euro Nazis are forced to use since swastikas are illegal there.

Where are all these American Nazis the news keeps warning us about? When Nancy Pelosi’s daughter was starting out as a reporter for NBC, she told me they had her go undercover and join the KKK. I managed to convince her to show me some of the footage she had secretly recorded, and I almost died of boredom. All she did was sit around, listen to lonely people bitch about their lives, and then go back to her bunk and worry. NBC ended up feeling just as bored and after putting her life in jeopardy for several weeks, they decided to throw the story in the garbage (though I love the idea that the Speaker of the House’s daughter is technically still a KKK member).

Alexandra Pelosi’s experience was not unique. I was recently developing a show for BBC America with Louis Theroux’s old producer. I suggested we try to find some white-power gangs in London. “At first, I love that idea as much as the next guy,” he told me sighing, “but we’ve tried to do this before and the same thing always happens—nothing. Gangs are hard to find and when you finally do get ahold of them, you’re left with some incredibly dull lifestyles. The white gangs drink, the black gangs get high, and they both watch TV all day.”

Newsweek recently had a feature called “My Life as a White Supremacist” that was almost as boring as the KKK store in South Carolina. The FBI informant who’s quoted throughout the piece gave few examples of anything consequential outside of “They would take you out and have you shot.” They didn’t—but they probably “would.” Newsweek ignored the lack of scoop and chose to go off on a tangent about this imaginary “resurgence.” The author even went so far as to claim, “the nation’s first black president [has] swelled the ranks of extremist groups.”

What has actually swelled is the definition of “extremist.” Mark Steyn recently noted that the American government has saddled us with a debt amounting to “more money than anyone has ever owed anybody ever.” In the American left’s mind, if you have a problem with that, there’s a Hitler costume hanging in your closet.

It all reminds me of the debacle back in 1989 when Morton Downey Jr. attacked himself in an airport bathroom, drew a backwards swastika on his face, and claimed he had been attacked by skinheads. America wants there to be a disturbing increase in white-power terrorists so badly, they close their eyes, click their heels, and make it so. Real-life terrorists such as the ones who want to blow themselves up for Allah are just too, I don’t know, real.

Remember when Iowa bureaucrats wanted to do an anti-terrorism drill and chose to dress actors up as Nazi skinheads so as not to offend Muslims? Skinheads decided they could be offended too and protested until the drill was shut down. A reader called “formergr” left a very telling comment about the story on Gawker:

Is it sad that I’m somewhat heartened that at least this town’s terrorism drill centers around the somewhat more realistic threat of a white pride group/domestic terrorism, rather than the Scary Furrin Muslins? [sic]

Yeah it’s sad, you fool. Timothy McVeigh killed 168 people. September 11th killed around 3,000. If you want to go international on the numbers, you’ll end up with lone white nuts such as Anders Behring Breivik killing 77 people versus Muslim terrorists killing, I don’t know, a bajillion? Besides, both McVeigh and Breivik disavowed racism.

Look, I wish there was a spooky resurgence of Nazi skinheads. I fought the tiny handful that existed in the 80s when they were at their peak, and it was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. I’m too old to repeat that particular lifestyle, but I still love documenting the bizarre. Unfortunately, the demand for colorful bad guys—or, actually, very pale bad guys—simply does not meet the supply, and the growing resurgence of American white-power groups is what it’s always been: a dying myth that somehow refuses to die.

 

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