Far Right Shit Birds and the Roles They Play: Nick Fuentes

A Closer Look at the Poster Boy of Bigotry, Grift, and Political Decay

Far Right Shit Birds and the Roles They Play: Nick Fuentes

A Closer Look at the Poster Boy of Bigotry, Grift, and Political Decay

I’ve always felt that it’s important to know as much as you can about those who are working hard to crush the very things you are fighting to preserve and/or restore.

As such, I’ll be dropping articles like this one from time to time on the people I call the “shit birds” from the far right

You ever meet a guy so full of himself, so dangerously sure he's the second coming of Jesus, George Washington, and Joe Rogan all rolled into one... that you just know he's the kind of trouble you can't ignore?

Let me introduce you to Nick Fuentes.

No, wait. Scratch that.

Let me introduce you to the cancer currently gnawing at the soft tissue of American democracy—wearing a grin…talking a mile a minute…and streaming himself into the minds of every lonely…angry kid looking for someone to blame.

He's young. He's smug. He thinks he's clever. And he's got more influence than a guy like him ever should.

So I’m going to do what nobody seems willing to do: call this bastard exactly what he is.

Let’s go.

A PUNK WITH A PODCAST AND A PIPELINE TO THE DARK SIDE

Fuentes didn’t come out of nowhere. He came out of the exact kind of ooze America’s been letting fester for years.

He’s the kid who looked at Charlottesville in 2017—not in horror—but with stars in his eyes. He saw a tiki torch parade of white supremacists and thought, Now THAT’S how you get noticed.

And he did. He dropped out of Boston University and started his little internet show. He called it “America First.” Cute, right? That’s what you do when you want to hide fascism in a red…white…and blue wrapper.

But what he really launched was a guided missile aimed right at the soft underbelly of impressionable young men.

He feeds them hate. He feeds them shame. He feeds them lies…all wrapped up in jokes and Jesus and just enough pseudo-intellectualism to make it sound like “truth.”

What he does isn’t commentary. It’s grooming. Pure and simple.

HE'S NOT TRYING TO CONVINCE YOU. HE'S TRYING TO REPLACE YOU.

Fuentes doesn’t argue.

He infects.

He runs a pipeline that goes from meme culture to white nationalism in about three clicks.

He wants your sons. Your brothers. That weird cousin who plays too many video games. He wants the bored…the bitter…the lonely…the forgotten. And he’s got a message tailor-made for them:

“It’s not your fault. It’s them. Women. Jews. Immigrants. Liberals. The media. Democracy. Take your pick.”

Sound familiar?

Of course it does. That was the same damn pitch Hitler made in 1930. Fuentes just added Wi-Fi.

THE ROLE HE PLAYS: HE MAKES THE CRAZY LOOK COOL

Now here’s the part that ought to make your blood run cold:

He’s not just screaming into the void. He’s moving the goalposts of what’s considered “mainstream.”

Because when he says something like, “Let’s take away women’s right to vote,” or “Hitler wasn’t all that bad,” guess what?

Every Republican who just wants to keep cutting taxes and banning books suddenly sounds like a moderate.

That’s the trick.

He doesn’t have to win. He just has to make the darkness look normal. And he’s damn good at it.

FOLLOW THE MONEY, FRIEND

You think he’s doing this out of love for country? Out of devotion to God?

Please.

He’s a grifter with a crypto wallet.

He got banned from YouTube…Twitch…PayPal…and Twitter. So what did he do? He launched his own streaming site, cozied up to alt-tech…and started building his own twisted ecosystem.

He’s not just selling hate. He’s monetizing it.

He’s got followers sending him cash and cheering him on like he’s a damn rock star while he spits out bile about minorities…women…and the Constitution.

Let me make clear: It’s not the fact that he makes money that bothers me. Rachel Maddow reportedly earns $25 million a year. I think that’s wonderful.

She should be paid even more. When someone is spreading facts, truth…and fighting for Democracy….to millions of people each week….there’s no price you can put on that.

No. My problem is that he gets paid so handsomely to spread BULLSHIT. His estimated annual earnings are between $350,000 and $950,000. That’s a lot of scratch for spreading hate.

If the Klan had livestreams and a podcast… they might look very much like Nick Fuentes.

HE ATE DINNER WITH THE DEVIL… AT MAR-A-LAGO

Let me tell you something.

When Nick Fuentes sat down for dinner at Trump’s resort with Kanye West and the Big Orange Man himself…it wasn’t some fluke.

That was a flag in the ground.

A signal.

A fascist…an unmedicated celebrity…and a former U.S. President sat down together and broke bread.

And the response? Crickets. Excuses. “I didn’t know who he was.”

BS.

If a Holocaust denier with a Nazi fetish can get that close to power….you are damn well allowed to be concerned.

HE WANTS YOU TO LAUGH… WHILE HE BURNS IT ALL DOWN

Fuentes cloaks his hate in irony.

He talks about women like property…about race like it’s a sport…and about religion like a weapon. But he does it with a smirk. He acts like it’s all just a bit.

That’s the con.

You laugh. Then you repeat it. Then you believe it. And before you know it…you’re standing in a crowd chanting “America First” while the Constitution gets put through a shredder.

He’s the joker with a flamethrower.

And too many people are just watching him burn.

THEY SAID HE WAS FRINGE. HE SAID, “WATCH ME.”

Let me give you a hard truth:

The fringe isn’t fringe anymore. It’s in Congress. It’s on school boards. It’s got podcasts and book deals.

And Nick Fuentes helped build the map.

He’s not alone. But he’s loud. And he’s got a playbook. And he knows how to win without ever running for office.

His people don’t wear uniforms. They wear hoodies. They don’t carry pitchforks. They carry smartphones.

And if you think ignoring him will make him go away…you haven’t been paying attention.

YOU BETTER START NAMING NAMES, BECAUSE THIS GUY SURE AS HELL IS

Fuentes names his enemies. Loudly. Publicly. Repeatedly.

That’s how he builds his army.

So we have to name him back.

Not as some influencer. Not as some edgy comic. Not as some misunderstood young man with “alternative views.”

Call him what he is:

A bigoted…conniving…Nazi-curious little hate clown with a camera and a cult.

And while you’re at it? Name every spineless politician who shares a stage with him.

Name every donor who funds his travel.

Name every platform that lets his filth fly under the radar.

Because if we don’t…they’ll keep pretending this isn’t happening. And one day you’ll wake up in a country you don’t recognize.

I know. You already feel that way. That’s because the process is in play.

FINAL WORD FROM A GUY WHO’S SEEN THIS MOVIE BEFORE

I don’t write this because I enjoy it.

I write it because the fire’s already started. And Nick Fuentes is dancing in the sparks.

You want to save this country? You want to stop the rot?

Then urge others to stop pretending this is politics as usual.

And for the love of Mike…

Call the shit birds like Nick Fuentes what they are.

I just did.

Your move.

—Jack