of The Turner Diaries, 6
Looking at the events of the past 31 months from this viewpoint—that is, considering our constructive task of building a new social nucleus rather than our purely destructive war against the System—it appears to me that our initial strategy of hitting System leaders instead of the general economy was not really as bad a way to start as I had thought.
It shaped the character of the battle from the beginning as us vs. the System, rather than us vs. the economy. The System responded repressively to protect itself from our attacks, and this caused it to isolate itself to a certain extent from the public. When we weren’t doing much but assassinating Congressmen, Federal judges, secret policemen, and media masters, the people themselves did not feel especially threatened, but they resented the inconveniences caused by all the System’s new security measures. [pages 111-112]
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I tried reasoning with him. I explained that if we try to load the projectiles ourselves, without the shielded handling facilities he has, one or more of our people will surely be exposed to a lethal dose of radiation. And I told him that he is free to choose a radionuclide, or a mixture of radionuclides, which will cast the least suspicion on him—so long as it is suitable for our purpose.
But he flatly refused. “It’s out of the question,” he said. “It would jeopardize my entire career.”
“Dr. Harrison,” I replied, “I am afraid you do not understand the situation. We are at war. The future of our race depends upon the outcome of this war. As a member of the Organization you are obliged to put your responsibility to our common effort ahead of all personal considerations. You are subject to the Organization’s discipline.”
Harrison turned white and began stammering, but I continued relentlessly: “If you continue to refuse my request, I am prepared to kill you on the spot.” As a matter of fact, I was unarmed, because I had flown down on a commercial airliner, but Harrison didn’t know that. He swallowed a couple of times, found his voice, and said he will do what he can.
We went over our figures and our requirements again and settled on an approximate timetable. Before I left I assured Harrison that if he feels this operation will place him in too much jeopardy to continue as a “legal” we can bring him underground after it is completed.
He is obviously still very nervous and unhappy, but I don’t think he will try to betray us. The Organization has established a very high degree of credibility for its threats. Just to be on the safe side, however, we will use another courier when the time comes to drive the modified projectiles down to Florida to be loaded and brought back. No technical knowledge is required for that.
I don’t like to act like a “tough guy” and threaten people; that is an unnatural role for me. But I have very little sympathy for people like Harrison, and I am sure that if he had not agreed to cooperate, I would have leaped on him and strangled him with my bare hands.
I guess there are a lot of other people who think they are playing it smart by looking out for themselves and letting us take all the risks and do all the dirty work. They figure they will reap the benefits with us if we win, and they won’t lose anything if we lose. That’s the way it has been in most other wars and revolutions, but I don’t believe it will work out that way this time. Our attitude is that those whose only concern is to enjoy life in these times of trial for our race do not deserve life. Let them die. In the conduct of this war we certainly will not concern ourselves with looking out for their welfare. More and more it will be a case of either being for us, all the way, or against us. [pages 119-120]