Snitches, cowards, and liars
Many in the movement have tried to suggest he was never one of them. That they never worshiped at the altar of Christopher Cantwell. But they absolutely did.
Cantwell, for a time, had serious Nazi clout.
Until he was no longer useful, or valuable. Until he was rightly seen as a fake, and a phony, and a grifter, and a weakling, he was important and admired.
Cantwell was loved until he was hated, and hated until he was ridiculed. And he will be ridiculed until he’s forgotten.