Foundations: The Essence Of Struggle

Bruder Schweigen(vol. 1), the True Story of The Silent Brothers, 450 pages.BSBookcover (An Excerpt)

by Frank L. DeSilva

Word Count 3,786

[Editor’s Note: An interesting essay, Never Leave a Fallen Comrade, by Matt Parrott, prompted a discussion between myself and the Author of the work, Bruder Schweigen, in which much of the germ plasm provided by Mr. Parrott’s article, also resided in the historicity of the above work. In fact, it was Mr. Parrott’s humanitas, which prompted my request to portray some of his work, here, before a comprehensive review. Mr. DeSilva agreed, and below one will find this excerpt from the ‘Introduction’.

We encourage readers to view the excerpt, as well as view Mr. Parrott’s article. The Staff ]


The life-story you are about to enter is true.

The characters and events existed, together, to create an unusual mosaic of adventure, courage, love, betrayal and action not seen in this nation since the ‘War between the States’ in its breadth and scope, if not also in its vision: That if men cannot be free to follow their conscience, then they must do what they can – or what they must – if they are to claim that distinction.

The term ‘Bruder Schweigen’ means Silent Brothers in the Teutonic tongue.

This term may have come from that epic Poem “Wenn alle bruder schweigen” (When all our Brothers are Silent) as a remembrance of another time, and to that ‘courage against all odds’, or it simply was something destined, something unconscious within the mind of Robert Jay Mathews, as he was well read, and most definitely knew of that epic struggle in which so many had striven for their own survival, for their own nation and, thereby, perished, unsung for the most part, yet living in eternity in the hearts and minds of those who would come after.

The Shield (on the front Cover/frontispiece) was his as well. The Ribbon surrounding the shield says: “Thou art my Battle Ax and Weapons of War” in Gaelic, and the Maltese cross, set in gold on a field of silver, is stamped with the word Fyrdung, also Teutonic, which means “Army of the Folk”, and was imprinted on medallions of Sterling Silver; these medallions were given to special members of this ‘army of the folk’, and worn with distinction. There were fifteen given, this author was one of those, and to those others with which I was to come in contact with. How many are left, I am not sure, as with time and circumstance, the whereabouts are not fully known. Some have been sequestered by force, and others were destroyed by fire, or have since their inception been retired, or are being well cared for; in any event, I am sure most exist of the original fifteen, and perhaps there are more which are unknown, but which reside with hearts brave and courageous.

The purpose of this shield was two-fold…[see text]

The other side to this was a certain initiation component, as with any nucleus, the bond between a small group of dedicated ‘brothers’ is highlighted by the symbols they share, recognizing those hard-won battle successes in which men “rise above the rest”, and are rewarded thereby. This is true in any brotherhood – war or otherwise.

However, we are getting ahead of ourselves.

There will be many who are new to this story, and there are many who know the story, but not the whole story. Moreover, with that said, a story cannot really ever be told in its entirety, as the retelling comes from just one source, however much that story-teller intends to tell it all. This attempt, however, encompasses a much larger period than, heretofore, has been delivered to the public-at-large, and will present a historical drama without all the trappings, and diverse personalities who, to the man, know absolutely nothing about the confluences, the real confluences, which brought this group together.

There have been attempts to portray this story by individuals who looked on the life-actions of these men from a distance, put the obvious pieces together, mixed them up, added their own world-view (a liberal, anti-nationalist, and specious form of journalistic sensationalism) and, viola, you had a middling attempt to reconstruct a very unique and powerful historical account which has effected millions of persons around the world – in fact, many of these detractors have done their job of ‘denigrating’ these individuals, casting aspersions upon their political and personal acumen, allowed oblique comments to defame their characters, and generally placed these men in the category of ‘terrorists’ in the modern usage, so that the common man and woman would pay little, if any, attention, as well as ingratiating themselves with the present government.

With time, much has changed.

This material was first set to paper in the year 1986, and has been added too, irregularly, in the intervening years. With, time, there has come a certain ‘hindsight’, which has mellowed with age, and become more direct, encompassing a more broadly reckoned understanding of what really went on, not only in my own mind, but in the minds of those men with which I was to spend a portion of my life; this portion, ironically, has taken on a whole life of its own, and has become greater than the sum of its parts. This is legacy in its true meaning: a thing, which is handed down, or remains from a previous generation or time. Moreover, looking back in time, down that distant path, meandering through places dangerous, and murky with both reason and personal motivation, which as we all know, defines all that has gone before. In the final analysis, it is the personal will, the personal desire to do a ‘thing’, which becomes the motivational force behind all great and infamous things. I think, in the final analysis, that this is the fundamental difference between the Silent Brothers, and their peers in the general public domain: Motivation and Will.

Robert Jay Mathews had such a will, but so also, his Brothers – this was the true magic of the Silent Brothers – that each, in their own way, at least those who, after all these years, count for something, had a unique will-to-power (in the Nietzschean sense) of their own. Moreover, these men were not, as some have expressed in journals and periodicals (ironically, this has come from a majority of leftist or liberal pens, as the members of the ‘right wing’, those conservatives of milquetoast predispositions, have rarely, if ever, had anything to say about these men[1]), malcontents or followers; they were leaders in their own right, coming from their own hamlets, townships or cities with a broad world-view, were well read, and politically were more knowledgeable than most ‘professional’ so-called politicians. They were religious, studious, humorous, serious, spiritual, analytical, artistic; Fathers, Husbands, and friends. In short, they were the Every-man of every Age, and they lived the life of men of faith, of action and belief.


Who was Robert Jay Mathews, this man who founded the Silent Brotherhood?

The government hirelings did not know him; the FBI didn’t know him. What passes for public media never heard of him until after his fiery death. The only thing obvious about him was that he defied the stereotype…[see text]

Why, then, would a man like this break the ‘natural order’ of things, prepare for an all out war against a seemingly ‘democratic’ american way of life, and more, to bring into his sphere of influence a myriad of others who, like himself, felt they must fight the ‘good fight’, or see their way of life shattered, dismembered, and forever torn from themselves and their loved ones?

The men of the Bruder Schweigen, these silent brothers, were to cross a line that, not since the forces of independence of the Southron States, were to declare a ‘state of war’ against forces which were, ostensibly, loyal to the same government…[see text]

The media, which includes a myriad of organs of communications, newspapers, radio, clergy, schools, business associations and common perceptions as well, were aligned against these men – these men were seen as a group of ‘superpatriots’, zealots, or malcontents, yet out of the core, there was just one man who had spent time in prison, the rest were family men, Christians for the most part, some were even ordained; the rest were ‘working class’, educated, socially outgoing, and for the most part, had hobbies, fished, hunted, or were into cars or any related field which had, until it changed, been a part of a common and natural relationship with their fellows. The rest of those who were to follow, were ex-military, businessmen, tradesmen, and those who had become disenfranchised from what was, nominally, their ‘way of life’ in America.

In the past, it has been asked: Why would normal, decent, intelligent and loving men, decide to risk all, to pledge ‘their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor’ for goals and missions which, to normal everyday persons, were unbelievable and beyond the understanding of most of societies peers?

Hopefully, the answers will be given in a way in which all may understand, both to those who have grown up with the ‘legend’, as well as those who were not even born at the time.

It has fallen to me, to write and report what happened in those early days. I will do the best I can; my memory is good, but as I was not in every place, at every moment of the time in which certain occurrences happened, it will be the reports of my Brothers, which will fill in the gaps.


As this story unfolds, one will, I think, come to and understanding of just why normal, decent, and patriotic men and women prepared for a possible battle with a ‘government’ and its forces, trained in professional settings across the nation, and saw these forces, not as ‘american’ but as a ‘zionist occupation government’, whose sole reason for being, was the destruction of the Traditions, values, and history of this nation.

The history of America, up to the present time, is fairly easy to assess. One could, if one were willing, read a hundred books in succession and get a fairly clear presentation of the birth, life, and senility of this great nation – whether the authors have an ‘ax to grind’, or represent calm and analytical thought, one would come away with a broad over-view of a unique and providential experiment. Moreover, in the world of nationalism, you know, those feelings of ‘patriotism’ that a man or woman feel, deep inside, that marks them as a part of a larger experience than simply as unique and independent units, that is, as more than individuals, but a part of a larger, organic, presence; it is known (but rarely talked about) that those who inhabited and created the American ethos were of the same racial stock, the same general predispositions, and shared a world-view which encompassed religious beliefs (both traditional ‘christianity’, and ‘deism’), European antecedents, and also shared a belief that ‘america’ was destined to become larger than the sum of its parts – in short, individuals, spiritual beliefs, political independence, and land, lots of land, created a feeling of social and racial brotherhood, of common interests and risks, which eventually culminated in a general uprising – the Great Act of Defiance.

So, as the generations passed, as the old gave way to the young, those early years were not only written about by those who lived in that time, but also extended these stories through oral traditions, handed down from Father to Son, and Mother to Daughter; of the latter, it seems that this is the most imperative, as in the ‘telling’ of a thing, it tends to remain the longest, as the hearer (especially when young) creates beautiful and living pictures in one’s mind which adds to the original story. This is the legacy of America as was passed down to much of my generation by parents, neighbors, school teachers and even pastors. This was the normal experience of generations before mine, but seemed to end, as well, with mine.

During this time (since the 60’s), there came a tension, a sense of conflict where there had been none. The young of today do not really seem to understand what it was like, or they simply do not believe that ‘racial strife’, even in the Cities, was nothing like it is today, and that their parents could, at the age of their children, roam throughout their hamlets, townships, and most cities, without the absolute feeling of ‘danger’, ‘gangs’, murder, rape, mob-assaults, and the overriding sense of ‘minority’ uprising. Trips to the beaches, the mountains; road-trips, boy-scouts, girl-scouts, outings at the Park, all these experiences were without a sense of trepidation for one reason, and one reason only – the majority population was White, what we call a ‘regional ethno-state’, or limited race-cultural dynamics – this is true if the ethno-state is made up of African, Asian, Mestizo, or any other non-european racial group. This may shock the timid or the self-decievers, but it most certainly is what it is. The truth may hurt certain individuals or institutions, but it is the truth.

So, into this ‘time’ came a generation of ‘baby boomers’ and change.

… We have a full generation embroiled in ‘foreign wars’, and the excitement and support they get from their peers in ‘theater’, keeps the focus away from childhood experiences and traditional life; the international implications of foreign wars, culture, and people may be exotic, but it is not theirs – it belongs to others. Instead of growing, plant-like, in the hometowns of their parents and grandparents, they are children of the world, and those who are coming home, are changed (as is the way of all wartime trauma). It was one of the goals of the Silent Brothers to bring a brighter future for our children and our nation in a real, demonstrable sense. This did not happen. Looking back, however, it is hardly necessary to say that these things were a product of our time, of my time, and in the doing, was also a necessary part of our time.

So many people, even as now complained, went to church for direction, prayed, joined ‘patriotic’ groups, joined the NRA, joined the Republican Party or remained part of the Democratic Party, and generally looked and felt like it does today. Ultimately, none of us were in control of our own destiny; our way was already written for us. This is not a negative comment, as people, a race-culture, lives out its existence based on the technology and moral fiber of their fellows. It is what we do with this time that makes an impact, not necessarily on ourselves (at least not that we can readily realize) but on our children, and their children – I know, everyone says this – but all the men that I know and respect, truly believe this; this means, as well, that to actually extend this belief, it is necessary to actively work to maintain this belief. This is where it gets tricky for the average man or woman, for how does one extend themselves when, in almost every field, there seems to be an Iron Curtain, drawn tight, and completely blocking the attempts to actually do this: to actually extend oneself?


Critics of the Silent Brothers have made many claims as to just why, for instance, this group of individuals, ordinary individuals and citizens, would train in the arts of war, launch a comprehensive campaign of liberating Funds for an ongoing national effort of radical reaffirmation of traditional values, the financing of legal street operatives, and the formation of training facilities which would then support and contribute to future deployments..[see text]


All of the preparations put forth by the Silent Brothers was to accomplish certain goals, namely, to establish a ‘homeland’, a practical geographical area by which persons of the same ethno-state (i.e. Race) could collectively reside together, and formulate and maintain their own self-determination, complete with Legal, Judicial, Political, and military capabilities – in short, a legitimate State, with a government, to represent its sovereign people; to promote Trade, economics, and Foreign relations compatible with a fledgling ‘nation’.

This thought, which had been building long before any member of the Silent Brothers existed, had become defined and refined by men, similar to Robert Mathews and his comrades, but had never had the ability or the will, to actually be pro-active in this regard.

Why, you may ask, would anyone want to do such a crazy thing?

Firstly, and this may be ‘old fashioned’, but the concept of freedom is not just a romantic and novel aspiration – it has the blood of hope, of vision, and more importantly, it has the sense of itself, that spiritual or, in the absolute sense, of that need to create something out of nothing for oneself, and for those that are loved – to do this, an individual or group must absolutely have the drive and will-power, not to mention the ability to sacrifice even one’s own life, for this purpose. Secondly, when the common man is denied the essence of freedom, of those traditions which nurtured and moulded him, and basically ceases to exist, or in essence having lost the ability to maintain itself within a folk-community, then to reassert itself to the preeminent position it must, of necessity, be fortified by those who will it to live, yet again.

One thinks, for instance, of all that has gone before in the euro-world experience: of the tragedies, the romance, the blood and bone, the evolution of Art, architecture, of science and philosophy – all this, historically, is part of our genetic predispositions, our natural proclivities and racial memory – it is race-culture. Moreover, in a very real sense, it belongs to us; it is us. This is not simply a dreamer’s fantasy, for if it is only that, then by what do we measure the successive and driving impulses, which have driven Western man to countless feats of heroism…[see text]

Let us not forget Leonidas, nor Alchimedes, nor Arminius or Vercengitorex; of Fredrich Barbarosa, Napoleon, Adolf Hitler, or Henry the V as some of the greatest and noblest of our historical personages. There are many, many more to remember[3], some good, and some not so good, for ourselves and for others, but they, one and all, belong to us, as the roots belong to the tree. In this sense, does the name of Robert J. Mathews belongs to us, and his motivations the truest of them all: Love.

Copyright 2013

[1] It is well known that I have a penchant for dismissing the voluminous aggregate of ‘conservatives’, but this is not necessarily what it seems; the conservatives I address come from the ‘rank and file’ of the so-called ‘nationalist’, no matter the religious affiliations, nor the intellectual status of individuals or institutions, which claim to be a part of a struggle for the ‘hearts and minds’ of their fellows – it is these men who have the greatest impact upon the ‘hearts and minds’ of their fellows, since it is they who have the ears and hearts of the majority of their fellows, through their periodicals, radio shows, podcasts, and public venues – yet it is these men who constantly repeat the drum-beat of our opposition, by not embracing the full import of all our historical precedents, and cling to the hope that if they but speak of a ‘cultured’ past, a more reasonable and docile epistemology, then all will be well. All this has done, however, is to hold in limbo, the aspirations and hope of a People who is suffering on a daily basis, bereft of traditions and self-respect, of a sense of sovereignty and personal destiny. FLS

[2] This is not the ‘militia’ of the liberal conspiracy fantasies, those invisible ‘war-mongers’, looking for Armageddon, but to those men who are brave, patriotic, and enjoy a sense of personal attachment to those disciplines, which have always made men, men. Every great ethno-state (a true Nation) exists with the direct influence of the warrior spirit; this is no simple matter, as history shows just what happens to nations who think little, or worse, proscribe, this type of potential national strength. Warriors, as well, does not mean unthinking or rudimentary soldier/patriot, a true member of a national ‘security force’, is both well read, cultured, and has the highest sense of national service in mind – but this is not for a ‘state’ or ‘government’, but for one’s Family, one’s township, one’s State, and then, ultimately, for one’s national integrity.

In fact, the Silent Brothers had embraced this conception from previous generations, such as Robert DePugh’s ‘Minute Men’ from the 1950’s, minus the propaganda of the ‘communist conspiracy’, and had refined this practical and patriotic approach to include science, politics, philosophy, art, spiritual affirmation, military history, and military science. The term with which Robert Mathews became endeared too, to describe this militant structure, was Fyrdung, or Army of the Folk.

The Germanic elements of the Silent Brothers (Bruder Schweigen), such as the above, are another source of criticism from various quarters, not because the terms or language is hard to grasp, but because it focuses the mind to remember a more primitive beginning, that is, before ‘our time’, sort of like the Romans looking outward into the unknown, and seeing the ‘barbaric’ spirit of the Teutons – a race of people who would not be conquered, but who would, and could, bide their time, learn the ways of their opponents, and then make their move – it was, as well, in my own mind, a sign of remembrance to those men who, after the first war of fratricide, planned ahead, always ahead, to the day that their sons and grandsons would, ultimately, have to fight again. This fyrdung, or army of the folk, was such a preparation in the eyes of the men of the Bruder Schweigen. FLS

[3] The early 20th century brought us many more, for it was a turbulent time, even as the later part of this century was to become, and names like Codreanu, Mazzini, DeGrelle, Mussolini and others who, in their formative years, were of the same stuff, the same fire, and some would be opposed to one another on one level or another. War, or the influences which precluded war, were similar, but each ethno-state (tribal nationalism) had its own raison d’etre in which they were to commit to combat for the honour of their homelands. Robert J. Mathews was of the same stuff. FLS


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