One less jerk graces the earth:
WIlliam Pierce, the unreconstructed Nazi, vile anti-semite, racist hate-mongerer, and de facto spiritual leader to every misguided skinhead with a noggin full of menace and bile, has died of cancer. The only thing I can say is that it was a damn shame it had to be something as slow as cancer, although we can take some pleasure in the fact that he may have suffered immensely. All in all, I would have preferred a heart attack about 30 years ago so we would not have to listen to his garbage.
For those of you who don’t remember, Pierce is the author of the Turner Diaries, the so-called ‘inspiration’ for home-grown terrorist and mass murderer Timothy McVeigh and a bunch of other putrid gun-nuts in Idaho and Montana.
Rot in hell, Pierce.