Ian Stuart Donaldson
By: Ali Ismail
By: Ali Ismail
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"THE GREATEST MAN WHO EVER LIVED"
"THE GREATEST MAN WHO EVER LIVED"
We re-examine the man who was prepared to sacrifice all for hate
Years ago a family friend of ours, now deceased, who was a barrister used to hold court in our kitchen in London when he came to visit. He said, from time to time, that whenever he revisited his Inn of Court he noticed an inscription on the wall of the entrance hall with a listing of the world’s supposedly most influential men. The Prophet Mohammed’s name was at the top of that roll, apparently, and he said that whenever he saw it he felt proud to be a Muslim.
Be that as it may, it may shock some of our readership to realise that a very different kind of person has recently been given the accolade of “the greatest man who ever lived.” He was a man who was prepared to sacrifice everything, including his life, for hate - and did. His name was Ian Stuart Donaldson. The people he hated were - us.
Ian Stuart, as he was affectionately known especially to his supporters, was the lead singer of the white nationalist band Skrewdriver which, like him, is no more. However, the terrible legacy of the man and his band has drifted on with time, not diluting but infinitely changing and widening like the poison gas of Bhopal and has motivated people of European descent throughout the world to act against the non-Europeans and to drive them out, first from the European heartlands and then, and finally, from the world.
So often it happens that somebody does something and it does not seem particularly important at the time but the repercussions and after-effects roll on and the later shockwaves are completely out of proportion to the initial events.
Consider the completely unknown Adolph Hitler joining the tiny group of men calling themselves the German National Socialist Workers’ Party which, at one time, had only seven members.
Consider the demented student who took a pot shot at a visiting Archduke in Eastern Europe as a result of which the first world war broke out.
Consider Abraham inviting three men into his tent for casual conversation as a result of which the races of the Jews and the Arabs came into being.
It really does seem that Ian Stuart, who was known only to restricted circles of punks and skinheads during most of his adult lifetime, has a sliver of a chance of being remembered as “the greatest man who ever lived” in future generations, if and only if his message of hatred takes root and flourishes among those for whom it was intended.
When I wrote my first feature article on white power music I decided to give only a glancing mention of Skrewdriver because the field of enquiry was so large. Now, I am concentrating on this particular band and its lead singer because, as in so many historical investigations, only close examination of a phenomenon in all its details yields useful information. A view from a distance is often little more than names and dates.
Years after Ian Stuart’s death, Paul Burnley of the racist band No Remorse wrote in the web site http://www.skrewdriver.net/:
Years ago a family friend of ours, now deceased, who was a barrister used to hold court in our kitchen in London when he came to visit. He said, from time to time, that whenever he revisited his Inn of Court he noticed an inscription on the wall of the entrance hall with a listing of the world’s supposedly most influential men. The Prophet Mohammed’s name was at the top of that roll, apparently, and he said that whenever he saw it he felt proud to be a Muslim.
Be that as it may, it may shock some of our readership to realise that a very different kind of person has recently been given the accolade of “the greatest man who ever lived.” He was a man who was prepared to sacrifice everything, including his life, for hate - and did. His name was Ian Stuart Donaldson. The people he hated were - us.
Ian Stuart, as he was affectionately known especially to his supporters, was the lead singer of the white nationalist band Skrewdriver which, like him, is no more. However, the terrible legacy of the man and his band has drifted on with time, not diluting but infinitely changing and widening like the poison gas of Bhopal and has motivated people of European descent throughout the world to act against the non-Europeans and to drive them out, first from the European heartlands and then, and finally, from the world.
So often it happens that somebody does something and it does not seem particularly important at the time but the repercussions and after-effects roll on and the later shockwaves are completely out of proportion to the initial events.
Consider the completely unknown Adolph Hitler joining the tiny group of men calling themselves the German National Socialist Workers’ Party which, at one time, had only seven members.
Consider the demented student who took a pot shot at a visiting Archduke in Eastern Europe as a result of which the first world war broke out.
Consider Abraham inviting three men into his tent for casual conversation as a result of which the races of the Jews and the Arabs came into being.
It really does seem that Ian Stuart, who was known only to restricted circles of punks and skinheads during most of his adult lifetime, has a sliver of a chance of being remembered as “the greatest man who ever lived” in future generations, if and only if his message of hatred takes root and flourishes among those for whom it was intended.
When I wrote my first feature article on white power music I decided to give only a glancing mention of Skrewdriver because the field of enquiry was so large. Now, I am concentrating on this particular band and its lead singer because, as in so many historical investigations, only close examination of a phenomenon in all its details yields useful information. A view from a distance is often little more than names and dates.
Years after Ian Stuart’s death, Paul Burnley of the racist band No Remorse wrote in the web site http://www.skrewdriver.net/:
“’The Flame That Never Dies’ Everyone who ever knew Ian, saw him play live, or has heard his music on tenth generation tapes in every far-flung corner of the globe, will appreciate the contribution he made to the cause of White pride. He sacrificed his life, untempted by money, undaunted by prison and intrepid in the face of violent opposition, because he knew that what he held inside was something more precious than anything on this planet. He held a fire in his heart that burned for the pride and convictions of his race and nation.
“What was Ian like as a person? This seems to be something that is seldom addressed in the many tributes to him that have appeared in the years after his death.
“Those of us who had the honour to know him can say that he was a genuinely kind and loyal person, often quietly spoken, highly intelligent with a real sense of humour.
“Ian never displayed any egotism or arrogance - often he would turn his humour on himself. He always had time for the people around him and would never fail to greet a comrade or say some words to a fan of the band.
“As we remember Ian the Political Soldier we should also remember Ian the man.”
That eulogy should convince most of our readers that the man who is the subject of this article was a person who was capable of attracting loyalty and keeping it, even after his death. In that regard he was in the same category as Hitler and the American nazi leader Rockwell both of whom died violently of gunshot wounds.
While there are many who seek to persuade others of their social and political convictions with words, there are others who choose to do so with music. Richard Wagner was such a man. Music and the spoken word, in other words influences that enter the brain through the ear rather than the eye, have the capacity to tap emotional centres which the humble written word cannot so readily reach. It was not for nothing that Hitler built up his following with his speeches more than his written works.
The next thing to take on board, I submit, is that Ian Stuart was not a stupid man. Born in 1957 in Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire he went on to grammar school. For him to have done so he would have to have passed the 11+ examination, thereby qualifying himself as one of the country’s potential members of its future directing class.
His childhood place of upbringing was not a likely spawning ground for an out-and-out racist leader. There are (very) few Black or Asian faces in or near Blackpool, consequently hardly any people of that category to react against. However, in the quiet reaches of that particular backwater of England he may well have had an idealised view of what life in Britain could be like without non-Europeans and his travels as a musician to other localities may have motivated him to seek to replicate his old home into every nook and cranny of the land; in other words, he may have wanted to turn the whole country into a big Blackpool.
It was only a few days ago that I was listening to MP3 recordings on the Internet when I heard the Skrewdriver song Free My Land, the lyrics of which are:
“I stand and watch my country todayIt's so easy to see that it's being taken away. All the immigrants and all the left wing lies. Why does no one ever ask the reason why. Chorus:We were the country that had everything. We were the country, Rule Britannia we would sing. We were the country, and we could never lose, Once a nation, and now we're run by Jews. We want our country back now! It's time our people stood together side by side. It's time we stood and fought against the media's lies. The capitalists and the communists, well they co-exist. If you love your country, you'll be on their list(repeat chorus). The sands of time are running out for this land. It's time the people stood and raised their hands. It's time we drove out the traitors that we can see. Now is the time this nation should be free, free my land(repeat chorus)”
With songs the wordings of which were of that kind it is not surprising that Ian Stuart made enemies – deadly enemies.
He was killed in September 1993 as a result of being involved in a car crash in which he was not at the wheel of the vehicle, which belonged to him, but was being driven by another man.
Derby Coroner Peter Ashworth concluded:
Derby Coroner Peter Ashworth concluded:
"We are still no nearer finding out what caused this tragic accident. All we can say is that because of the car's two defects the car became less easy to control. But there must have been some other factor which contributed to the crash, even if Ian had not grabbed the wheel in a way many others in the same situation would have done.”
The suggestion is that Ian's car had been tampered with, and although nobody can prove it, many people think that Ian Stuart was murdered by one or more of his many enemies.
Strangely, the chief problem which Donaldson poses today, from beyond the grave, is his following in the USA. The white power movement there which is growing by the month is dedicated to overthrowing the supposed Jewish control of news and entertainment and substituting their own kind of brainwashing.
Strangely, the chief problem which Donaldson poses today, from beyond the grave, is his following in the USA. The white power movement there which is growing by the month is dedicated to overthrowing the supposed Jewish control of news and entertainment and substituting their own kind of brainwashing.
Over there, Stateside, anti-immigrant forces are slowly multiplying and, such is the nature of things, they come together at fêtes and festivals in which, naturally, music plays a major part in setting the atmospheres and consolidating group cohesions. The legacy of Skrewdriver is flourishing across the ocean, directly in the form of their songs being played on loudspeakers and indirectly in the form of the many imitations and influences which they exert on the American bands.
The talking point in the USA today with regard to non-Europeans is the steady march of Mexicans across the Rio Grande into the border states. America is thought to be a hard country to get into but not, apparently, for these Mexicans some of whom seem hell-bent on “reconquista” i.e., the “return” of the huge territories formerly belonging to their ethnic group which was wrenched from Mexico by the emerging power of the hated Gringos.
Well may we bear in mind Ian Stuart Donaldson.
THE END
This article was published 24 May 2006 in the Bangla Mirror, the first English language weekly for the United Kingdom's Bangladeshis - read all over the world, from the Arctic to the Antarctic.
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