Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 1 Capricorn Cell 1 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 2 Copyright 2012 2 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 3 David Hriblan Capricorn Cell Volume III Danubius Press 3 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 4 Cover Art by David Dezzutti The names, characters, places of business and events depicted in Capricorn Cell are either fictitious or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-life events is coincidental. ISBN 973-98274-1-1 4 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 5 Chapter XI 5 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 6 6 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 7 Parsons Since Johnny hauled a load at 5AM, he’s in Markleysburg by 2:30 in the afternoon. There he awaits Garret Fogarty. Garret comes directly from work. As he drives by the Pizza Hut in Farmington, the powerful, soulful voice of Mary Black emanates from the Wrangler’s speakers. It’s one of his favorite tunes – “Song for Ireland” – the first song he ever loaded onto an iPod. The final piano keys fade away as Garret enters the driveway of his and Bowen’s little place. The sun shines through the scattered puffs of cumulus though the air is chilly. John Bowen greets Garret at the door and the two shake hands. It’s been a rough day at work for both men and a Guinness goes down well. Difficult times at work are becoming more and more common for white men. For Bowen, it was an obnoxious cop who pulled him over on the Maryland side of the border and who kept him for an agonizing amount of time in spite of there not being any infractions on Bowen’s part. On the West Virginia side, a middle-aged woman decided to tempt fate and cut him off while passing on a two-lane highway. The state road truck coming in the opposite direction nearly slammed head-on into her tiny Chevrolet Aveo. Garret’s troubles were more spiritual than mental or physical, but just as nerve-wracking. Terradox lost a contract to a competitor that was will- ing to accept a loss; the goal being the destruction of the competition. Garret spent his lunch break watching his boss Gerry Fiorentino suffer in anguish. At this rate, Terradox won’t last the year. Garret’s compassion urges him to bolster Fiorentino and tell him of better days to come. But how can he? The heartbreaking scene is no stranger to Garret. Unless there is a fundamental change in the American system, the increasing tax- ation of productive and creative whites will continue to rise along with work hours. There’s no other way to pay for the increasing number of non- whites who burden the social welfare system. Garret withholds his 7 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 8 thoughts. They would be no consolation to a family man crushed beneath the gears of the American corporate system. “How are you, Johnny?” Garret asks after the beer and a little quiet introspection. “Good,” Johnny says, “Really.” “How’s KJ?” Garret asks. “As well as I’d expect,” Bowen says, “Her progress is nothing short of amazing.” “Boyle says the same,” Garret says, “Would you mind if Anna spends more time with KJ at Bill’s place?” Bowen shakes his head. “Just let us have one day a week alone,” Johnny says. “How about two?” Garret says, “Tuesday and Thursday, unless something comes up. Anna will usually come by on Wednesday and Friday. If that changes, we’ll let you know in advance.” “OK,” Johnny says, “Thanks.” “You’ll be there the other days,” Garret says, “Work and life permit- ting. Anna won’t be replacing you; anyway she has a lot to learn from you as well as John. I need to know how you work together. I’m counting on you to let me know how it works out. Don’t hold back.” “OK,” Bowen says. “I’m refining the cell idea,” Garret says, “We know we can do this for cheap. With the ammunition fund and regular contributions, we even bought property and places to stay. It’s good to have a system worked out for others who will inherit the system when we’re gone.” “If they eliminate us,” Johnny says. “Yes,” Garret says, “Someone else can pursue the traitors. We may die but the war against white genocide will not end until we win.” “Good,” Johnny says, “I wondered about that. The field cell has to go on fighting.” Garret looks at the empty bottle in his hands. He keeps looking at it as he begins speaking. “You know, John,” he says, “the lay of this huge country is perfect for partisan warfare. But we have no support. The fantasists and anonymous internet generals deny that reality. They say once it gets worse a guerril- la force will have support. They don’t realize that once it gets that bad, there won’t be enough whites left to make a difference. In a white nation like Ireland, if rebels have support they can move like a shadow through the population. It’s kind of hard when you’re white and the population is brown. I know you long to fight. So do I. You know, it was huge when you 8 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 9 gave your support to the cell idea. We’re all wannabe fighters, but you’re the real deal. Your support counts a great deal more than any of ours.” “What’s important is that we have a formula for victory,” Bowen says, “If enough people are spreading the Mantra, attacking anti-whites and cry- ing out that we are facing genocide, then we have a chance. But we still have a fight. We can’t wait any longer. How may white children do I watch die while I wait for someone else to fight?” “We will win,” Garret says, “But I agree that there will be blood in the end. There are good men who deny or abhor that we’ll have to fight, but even a good man can be a fool.” “Do you have any idea who might go for the cell idea?” Bowen asks, mostly for conversation and out of curiosity. Garret nods, and Bowen is a little surprised. He expected Garret to say that he’s not sure. “The final compositions will be Bill’s decision,” Garret says, “Are you OK with that?” “Sure,” Johnny says. “Tell me,” Garret says, “If the choice was yours, and everyone agreed to it, who would be active and who would be an auxiliary?” He figures Bowen won’t answer. He’s interested in the nature of Johnny’s response, not some list. “I can’t answer that,” Johnny says. “Why not?” Garret asks. “They have to decide,” Johnny says. “You wouldn’t choose to be with KJ?” Garret asks. “That’s enough,” Johnny says. “OK,” Garret says, “Whatever cell you find yourself in, always remember, no response to their demands or threats unless it helps our race, and only our race. Otherwise, silence.” “I agree with that,” Johnny says, “We’re not fighting a fucking revo- lution.” Both men go silent for a short while. “You know it too, don’t you?” Johnny asks. “What?” Garret says. “If given the choice,” Johnny says, “Anna and KJ will choose to be in an active cell.” “Yes,” Garret says, “I know it. They’re fighters. They have something to show the world. White women will stand with white men and won’t be threatened or misled into being traitors. The idea is as dear to them as it is to us.” 9 Capricorn Cell 3.qxd 12.10.2012 00:36 Page 10 “Careful what you wish for, huh?” Johnny says, “Those two complete us. We’re not just ‘angry loners’ anymore. The fucking media can’t make that lie stick anymore, so I have no doubt the enemy will do anything to destroy Anna and KJ. It makes the fact that we need them even tougher to swallow. Anna and KJ are real and they’re so fucking important. Thank God they know it. The enemy will, too, and that’s why it’s so goddamned hard to take. They’ll go after them, your Anna and my angel.” Johnny looks away for a moment, but returns his eyes – and his concentration – to Garret. “Whoever their sentinels are, they better be willing to fucking die for those two.” Garret stares into Bowen’s eyes. He waits for Johnny so say what he thinks is on his mind. “The sentinels better be willing to kill, too,” Johnny says, confirming what Garret thought he’d say. “They have to accept it. If Anna and KJ go to battle, they have to be given a chance to escape. A sentinel will have to provide that for them, no matter what he has to do or how ugly it gets.” “It’s war,” Garret says, “all around us, all the time.” “There’s something else we need to discuss,” Johnny says, “Before anyone gets involved with this, we need to test our methods, that way only the leadership pays if we fuck up.” “I agree, “Garret says, “What’s on your mind?” Johnny takes a deep breath.