Robert "Azzmador" Ray, American White Nationalist.

RIP.

Azzmador died recently, believe he was around 58 years old. He was the 2nd follower my “Top of the Food Chain” account picked up in 2016, on Gab. That account grew to around 2000 followers by 2017. Just like this, it was a niche account, that appealed to erudite, high IQ White Men who were even then disgusted by the Rainbow/Shit Brown world Obama’s Gay & Trans Traveling Minstrel Show had brought us. Azzmador was a VERY tough, gruff, large, angry presence in a community I had been funding, for a decade, but had never physically associated with. He was under massive legal pressures, even back then. Charlottesville, in which jews entrapped good men, really hurt him.

Two FBI agents visited me AT WORK, a start up in the Silicon Valley, in either January or February of 2020. I was a Sr. Director. Just back from a full month in Munich, Vienna and Prague. Training customers. Wondering if anyone believed old Chinese men in Wuhan died sideways!

The office never had more than 20-25 people, but it was a Wednesday, back then (pre-Convid) a work from home day, specifically for the developers. There were perhaps 5-7 people in the office at 4 PM, when the two ass clowns walked in (we had no admin) and loudly proclaimed, “Santa Clara Police Dept., looking for “Anti-Communist.” I was chatting with the Sr. Director of Product Management and the head of the Sales Engineers when I heard them.

The guys looked at me sideways, thinking, “WTF would cops want with AC?” Mild mannered tech leader! I quickly dragged them in to the boardroom.

One guy spoke, a taller guy “observed.” For about 30 minutes, they never announced they were with the JTTF, the FBI’s Joint Terrorism Task Force. Trump was still President. I had never broken any laws, had no fucking clue what this “intervention” was about. That’s what they called it at the end, an “intervention.” I could have just shut up, told them to pound sand, ask if I was detained. But, one thing I can do, is speak with strategic and tactical aplomb. I wanted to hear WTF had brought these two faggots out to visit.

Ostensibly, the Sgt. (in the Santa Clara PD, no idea how the agencies collaborate) told me HE was pissed off about posts I had made a year earlier, because someone he knew was shot, about a shooting at the Gilroy Garlic Festival! He had them all neatly printed. Handed me a few sheets. Basically all I had said, was that it was a shame Kalifornia was not open carry, as someone could have dispatched the Mestizo shooter, before the cops arrived. Late, as three people were already dead. he glared at me.

“Do you know some of the people you mutually follow on Gab are BAD PEOPLE?” “No, I generally find them to be higher integrity and smarter than government agents though.” “Is everything you post on Gab about yourself true?” “Is it illegal to create a few diversions so I am not assaulted by the ANTIFA goons you guys defend?”

It was a surreal conversation. of course I had not given my specific location on Gab, and had changed a few other identifiers. Any White Nationalist would have. “You left Gab for a while, then went right back to posting.” Torba banned me after the Pittsburgh synagogue shooting (which I do not even believe happened, another Sandy Hook), because I was just a bit too exuberant!

“Hey, is it illegal to leave a social media site, and return? Because if it is, arrest me asshole.” I used far more multi-syllabic words, and I think only the tall silent guy understood them! The tall guy had one question for the hour or so we chatted. “When you create a “persona” on Gab, that says you only hire fellow White People, is it because you hear voices, and think as multiple people?” “No fuckwad, I do it for the same reason Mark Twain, aka, Samuel Langhorne Clemens did it. Is that illegal?”

The Sgt. tried to interject some humor. he is the only one of the two to hand me a card, and the one he gave me was the FBI JTTF. Ohhh, I guess I was supposed to fucking tremble! Being the “good cop,” he made jokes about, “we all need a little diversity.” He asked me if I owned any weapons, so I immediately assumed from the questions this was all about California’s new Red Flag Anti-Gun Laws. They were trying to make it seem as though i had “multiple personalities” so they could strip me of my 2nd Amendment Rights! The Sarge reminded me I had lived in Texas, long before unconstitutional registrations were required, so that, “you could have weapons not in our database!” No fucking shit.

I smiled at him. “Am I under arrest? I hope so, I could use a few million suing you guys.” He smiled. No, we just wanted to tell you some of the people you chat with on Gab have long rap sheets, many arrests, often for violence.” “Tell me which ones, I will send them donations. I revoke any consent to speak, and invoke my 5th Amendment rights to remain silent. Do you recall where the elevator was?”

I mostly connected with the multi-syllabic White Men on Gab, who defended and advocated for White Rights. But, I definitely had more than a few IRL activists, who had busted heads with ANTIFA, BLM and cops. One of them was Azzmador, who despite looking rough around the edges, was a rather smart guy.

Gentleman, it has been a helluva four and a half years since. We left Kalifornia about a month later, as Convid was a nightmare there. And, in January 2024, I left America forever (I will return ONLY if a real Race War commences). Too many reasons to detail, but being on EVERY Leftist list, is not a good thing as a Tech Exec! The FBI eventually called the CEO of that start up. The guy LOVED me, and they retained me. The head of HR, who had watched some of my early videos, LOVED ME even more, and along with the CMO, basically indicated, “they are watching you.” She never went deeper, nor did I ask her to compromise herself. I knew who “they” were.

Many of you understand acutely, the orders of magnitude loss of Demographic Integrity the jewish owners of Amerika have imposed. The draconian limits of free speech, if used to critique jewish behaviors.

Spent the day playing with children, rubbing the belly of my gorgeous, pregnant wife 2 as I railed on her from behind, the baby bump is plainly evident now (not second wife, I have TWO, wives!). I walked around my Bulgarian town, smiled at people, ogled some other women, lifted heavy weights in a club a lot less fancy than the one in Summerlin, Nevada! I no longer much care about anything but Race. Where I work out. Which White Man I speak to, has little to do with their station in life, and a lot more to do with their character as a White Man. My friend here, Dimitar, was surprised to learn, “You have money!” No, I have the freedom to say “fuck you, jewish modernity and urban trash.” That’s something my Father taught me, albeit worded a bit more eloquently!

Christine, asked me, after she watched me pound Tereza from behind for ten minutes. “Anything left for me?” “Love reduces the refractory period for men! At least, it does for me! Line it up, right next to her!” “No, I like to see your blue eyes.” These workouts are getting tougher!

Hail Victory. Hail Europa. I ain’t perfect, but my aim is true. \o