“My following began to explode as I cast away the shackles and became a part of the lovable gang of alt-right Twitter trolls.”
Vendetta @RaughnVicky – CoHost of alt political and cultural podcast ‘Salting the Earth’ Speaks Candidly with Jaredo TX about his ventures into social media politics, podcasts and the elusive Microchip!
So Vendetta if you were describe your politics, what would you consider yourself?
Before the 2016 election and the alt-right, I originally came from what I’d describe as sort of an “alt-left” position – not by the current definition of course (“let’s put on a mask and go beat up some NAWT-ZEES”), but rather as someone who self-identified as a leftist but was opposed leftist establishment. Leftism to me was about advancing the interests of the working class and ending regime change wars in the Middle East; on most other subjects (gun control, abortion, LGBT degeneracy, etc.) I was against what the rest of the left was for, but these things were only secondary issues for me next to the two big ones. I always hated the Democrats; to me, the Democrats and the Republicans were two halves of the same regime, a regime that won 99.9% of the vote every time just like some Third World dictatorship. Some people who recognized this turned to libertarianism, but I always saw that as a scam. “Fiscally conservative but socially liberal” was exactly the opposite of what I was looking for. When the 2012 election came, I wrote in Vladimir Putin on my ballot.
For years, I was focused on events overseas, particularly the war in Syria, and more or less tuned out what was happening here, until that became impossible. The Trayvon Martin shooting was the first episode, but Michael Brown’s was the one that confirmed this was as a pattern, not a fluke: the left was turning into a front for an anti-white racial agenda. Looking back now, I can recognize that this wasn’t exactly a new thing, but I still see Ferguson as the tipping point where anti-white identity politics went from covert to overt, and where they went from being one of many competing interests on the left to being the left’s dominant focus.
Between this and the escalating transgender insanity, the left had become so repulsive that I no longer wanted to associate myself with any of it, and I stopped using the label altogether. For a while I was adrift and against everyone, until I began reading works from right-wing dissidents: paleoconservatives, neoreactionaries, Steve Sailer. Suddenly I was finding people who were on the same page with me about everything, who shared what I had once thought of as “leftist” views on foreign policy and middle- and working-class interests, but stood against the rest of the corrosive social agenda the progressive left was pushing. Sargon of Akkad’s YouTube videos were another eye opener. “Social justice” was almost a foreign concept to me; I’d focused so hard on Syria and fighting the neocon agenda there that I’d never paid much attention to what the rest of the left was doing; these videos showed me just how much I had overlooked: innumerable episodes of leftist race and gender madness, most of them small but together adding up to one big conclusion: this assault on our identity, our nations, and our heritage was happening everyday and everywhere, not just in a few major instances that we see on the news, and that it was being spearheaded by a base fanatics who truly believed in it, not just a few cynical media figures and politicians for ratings and votes.
How did you become involved with the election and part of the Alt-Right movement.
All this had happened well before the 2016 election cycle began; I’d basically come to believe in all the fundamental tenets of the alt-right, with the exception of the JQ, although I was anti-Zionist (one of the perks of coming to the alt-right from where I did was arriving pre-redpilled on Israel). But while they may have been right on all the issues, it still seemed to me that this dissident right was doomed to be a fringe on the Internet forever. My plan as far as the election back in early June of 2015 was to do the same thing I’d done the last time and submit another protest ballot, perhaps this time with Nigel Farage’s name written in.
Then of course, Donald Trump announced his candidacy, and that changed everything. He embraced our position on what I see as the three defining issues that set the alt-right apart from the rest of “conservatism” (immigration, trade, and war). Suddenly I became very interested, and began watching to see what else he had in store for us on the rest of his policies.
I was not all that optimistic that he’d align with us on anything else, but his stance on immigration was enough to earn my vote, and also my prediction that he would end up winning the Republican primaries if none of his rivals came out and took the same hardline stance as he did.
To my surprise and delight, all the other pieces began to fall into place as the weeks went by: condemning the Iraq War, bringing the factories back from overseas, and refusing to play along with the New Cold War mentality being pushed upon us by the “conservative media” (and of course, now the liberal one as well). Trump was exposing our ideas to millions of people for the first time; I became a big-time supporter and I also began to feel certain he would eventually win; as far back as October that year, before any of the primaries had taken place, I placed a wager on him with a friend who was another keen observer of politics, who was certain that business as usual would repeat itself and that Jeb or Rubio would end up winning because they were the ones with the most sponsors and the most money behind them.
At the time I was taking classes in political science; I was also being very low-key about supporting Donald Trump, given the oppressive mood of hostility toward him from the rest of the school. One of these classes made posting on Twitter a weekly assignment, sharing some political news item and a one or two sentence reaction to a class hashtag. I’d hardly used Twitter at all before and revived an account I hadn’t posted on in years, one that I’d used to follow a few people from The eXile (one of the few news sites I actually was a fan of back in my leftist days).
I began to use this account for more than just the class tweets assignment, following some of the big pro-Trump accounts I’d found it. It was in the replies to one of these that a Jefferson Davis account referred me to Ricky Vaughn and Adolf Joe Biden, which was my first encounter with the Twitter alt-right. I began following them as well as others like Jared Taylor Swift; even before I’d come to embrace more of an identitarian view than a civic nationalist one, these guys were a crowd I wanted to be a part of; they were sharp political commentators when they weren’t in total shitposting mode, and the most entertaining people on the Internet when they were.
My account only had a few dozen followers back at the start, but that began to change as 2016 rolled in and the actual primaries kicked off. In March I went to the Trump rally in Chicago, or rather the attempted Trump rally; this was the first one to be attacked en masse by leftist protestors, and as far as I remember the only one that Trump actually canceled in response to them. I was standing near the front rows of a packed as they announced first the delay of Trump’s arrival and then that he would not be appearing at all. Pandemonium ensued as a BLM activist attempted to hijack the podium and was wrestled off the stage, and as the police began ushering everyone out of the arena, where many of the anti-Trump activists who’d filled the back rows and left first now gathered around outside the exit and formed a gauntlet everyone was else was ejected into.
I went home that night furious and my anger only intensified the next day as all the other Republicans joined the media in apologizing for the rioters and blaming Trump for what they had done. There was no more hiding what I really believed after that, no more keeping a nice, politically correct timeline while enjoying the alt-right shitposters in private. This election was war now, and I was determined to do everything I could to help us win. I posted my pictures from the rally and followed hundreds of new pro-Trump accounts to expand my reach, and got myself invited into some of the alt-right’s DM groups. By now it had become clear that what they were saying about Jewish interests in the media and the Republican establishment opposing our nationalist goals was true, not just something to shitpost about, and that it was not only true, but obvious as well.
When I first began to self-identify as alt-right, my thoughts had been “Why exactly do I need to be anti-Semitic if I already agree with the alt-right on everything else without it?” But as time went by and the campaign to suppress the alt-right and Trump intensified, I began to see that whether I chose to view Jewish elites as an enemy or not, those elites had chosen me and everyone else on our side as theirs. Naming them was like naming “radical Islamic terrorists,” an essential and fundamental act of resistance.
My following began to explode as I cast away the shackles and became a part of the lovable gang of alt-right Twitter trolls. In January, my tweets had 15,000 impressions a month; by the end of March, they had over 400,000; by May, well over a million and counting. Ricky Vaughn was the model I followed for what I hoped to accomplish with my account; Ricky’s tweeting resonated both with the alt-right and with normal Republican voters, and he had a tremendous following from both sides. That was what we needed the most – accounts who could serve as conduits between the alt-right and the people it needed to win over. I kept a real photo on my account and a patriotic, America First look to it while tweeting a steady mix of of election news and alt-right memes, and got just what I was hoping for – a lot of normie followers. I was one of several people who were part of the alt-right DM rooms as well as more general pro-Trump ones like Patriots United, where we set out to slowly red pill as many of the big influential accounts as we could, which ended up being a very successful effort. When I had people on my timeline asking “Wait a minute, are you one of those alt-right people, or just a Trump supporter?” I knew I was exactly where I wanted to be.
By the time Trump won in November (I’d collected my winnings from my bet on the primaries back in spring, and then immediately doubled down and bet on Trump in the general with that same friend), I was closing in on 12,000 followers, and after so many of the big accounts in our movement had started going down in Twitter’s purges, it was starting to feel like my days were numbered too. I ended up losing my first account a week or two after November 8, when I started attacking one of the “virtuous pedophile” accounts and he got the rest of his pedophile friends to mass report me.
Of course, as with most of the alt-right, banning me can’t keep my away, and I’ve been back again on one handle or another ever since.
One of the best podcasts online is ‘Salting the Earth’, a program that you cohost, please tell us about the podcast, your role, and the experiences you have had with the show.
Salting The Earth was a project conceived by Caerulus Rex. Caerulus is now the head of Richard Spencer’s security team and a producer on multiple alt-right podcasts, but he was just another anon with a blog and a couple hundred Twitter followers back when I first got to know him (that punch to the face didn’t happen on his watch). Caerulus and I had been following each other and he invited me to go get a beer with him when he happened to be visiting my city. We hit it off pretty well, although he was hiding his power level quite a bit.
About a month or two later, sometime during the Hillary-Trump debates, he DM’d me again looking to see if I would co-host a podcast with him; he’d originally planned it with an IRL friend of his, but the other guy had backed out because of worries it could end up getting him doxed. It took Caerulus some convincing to get me to agree (I’d only been a podcast guest once, with Dr. Illusion, and I didn’t think I was that great on the air), but eventually I went along with it. Our first episodes are pretty lousy in hindsight, just the two of us doing some unstructured rambling about the election and current events on some really bad mics. But I had been looking for another outlet to share my ideas on and to actually create some original content, so the podcasting became something I looked forward to each week.
When we started out, I imagined this was going to be one of those hobby projects that only a couple dozen of my Twitter friends would ever really listen to. Caerulus, however, had very high ambitions for it, and started putting some structure to our episodes. We bounced ideas back and forth each week on how to improve it, and before long we had intro and outro music, regular segments, real microphones, weekly guests, and all the other hallmarks of an actual show, rather than two nobodies blathering in a hangout and recording it for posterity. We earned syndicated slots on Vandal Void, ARC Media, and eventually TRS, and began to see our episodes being featured on the Daily Stormer as well. Like all good things, our SoundCloud eventually ended up getting shoahed, so the majority of our episodes are down at the moment, but sooner or later we’ll have them all back up again.
Our format has grown from one hour when we first started to two hours and eventually to three as we kept on getting more ideas for content and better and better interviews. We try to bring in a big name guest to interview for the first hour of our show. Second hour is usually me reviewing a book I’ve just read or sharing something I’ve found on an interesting historical topic, third hour traditionally ends on (((Goofy Media))) (roasting the latest dumb headlines and articles from our enemies in the press) and Tales from IRL (Rex always has an interesting story to tell). I think our show works pretty well because we’re both bringing something to the table that the other one isn’t. Caerulus has the production skills, the great IRL adventures and mishaps, and is definitely the funnier half of the team, while I have far more time than he does to read and do historical research. We’re also more active in different sides of the alt-right; him with the Stormer, the NPI crew, and the TRS podcasting community, and me with the alt-right networks on Twitter; this has helped us bring in a wider ranger of guests than either of us could have ever reached on our own.
Are there any episodes of Salting the Earth that would like to promote?
I’m proud of all the great people we’ve been able to get on our show, too many to list now that we’re two seasons in after almost a year of doing this. My own personal favorite may be “Richard Spencer and the Nationalist House of Pancakes,” the one where we finally landed an interview with him and got to ask all the questions we’ve ever wanted to, up to and including what it would take to get him to an eat at an IHOP (also joined by the always hilarious D’Marcus Leibowitz).
It’s hard to remember all the episodes now that I can’t just pull up SoundCloud and scroll through the list, but among many others we’ve also done great episodes with Paul Nehlen, Ricky Vaughn, Emily Youcis, Azzmador, Mike Enoch, Bryden Proctor, Wife With A Purpose, and Beardson Beardly. In our latest show we managed to bring in David Duke for a double-length interview, and we’ve got plenty more people we’re looking forward to having on with us sooner or later.
Your podcast Salting the Earth has booked many amazing guests and maybe the most impressive was Microchip. You guys are maybe the only people to ever get Micro’s voice recorded. How did you guys pull off such a monumental feat?
LISTEN TO EPISODE :
Weaponized Autism (is the Future of Warfare) ft. Micro Chip
MicroChip was our first and to date only non-consensual guest (though he may not be the last). Micro was indeed an elusive target, but we obtained kompromat on him through Louise Mensch, whom I financially dominate as my unworthy paypig.
Louise provided us with tapes from a wiretap of an obscene phone sex call between MicroChip and Laura Loomer, which earned her a two-hour respite from her daily chore of donating to my PayPal while she puts her head down a toilet. Micro had no choice but to comply with our demands, lest he should be expelled from his position as an elder in the hierarchy of the Mormon Church once they found about the awful, awful things he and Laura said to each other on that tape. We agreed to bleach the tape in acid after a one hour interview but of course we lied and kept it, and have used it to control his every action since.