Monday, January 31, 2011

A Layered Reality And Measured Opinion...

The older one gets the less they know. I know this isn't an original thought, but its one that I find myself confronted with daily.  
When I read and see reports on the Egyptian revolt happening as I write this, I have to say "I don't know".  Several people have asked my opinion of it and I have had to beg off.  It has become easier to say those words as I age.  Is this the start of THE revolution that will spread?  I don't know.  Is it backed by US and Israeli factions?  I don't know.  What will it mean to the region after Mabarak's reign of terror is ended?  I don't know.  Given that his regime is a puppet one propped up by the US and israhell...isn't this a victory against zionism?  I don't know.  We can hope.  These are all valid and important questions, but to make conclusions or assign blame at this point...well, I prefer not to....if you don't mind.

Such is the way with many things that I encounter recently.  If the ashkanazi has taught me anything...it's to believe nothing.  Nothing I hear.  Nothing I read.  What I know about the Egyptian revolt is that there is one happening. I think. Beyond that, for me to form an opinion about this, is mere speculation and a piecing-together of probably false information from various sources...all of which have agendas.  The revolution will be neither televised or opined in print while it is happening.  I am reminded that the Amerikan Revolution wasn't even known about in the entire country here, for over a year. Real events happen.  Staged events are reported, I have learned.  One can be caught in the middle of it and not see its scope, purpose or outcome.  Eyewitness testimony is totally unreliable and anyone that officially reports on such revolts has a reason to do so. That reason rarely has to do with journalistic integrity, when it is this important. That much I DO know.

But that isn't what I wanted to cover here.  The above observation can be applied to anything really.  It is my considered opinion that if something makes the news...it probably didn't happen as reported.  So how am I to make an observation of someone's agenda-driven fairy tale...other than to say that it is just that?
How are any of us?  It kinda reminds me of that thing... Schrodinger's cat.  Without displaying my ignorance of quantum mechanics...I think it states basically that the mere observation of a phenomenon can change its nature.  So when we settle on an opinion about something this monumental, we are actually giving our take on a distortion of facts.  Which is what the ruling judaic want.  So it is only one layer of reality to which our attention is drawn.  I don't like falling in that trap. 
To me, 9/11 was obviously not what it was reported to be.  I got that from the git-go.  But it took me months to understand the complexities of this false flag.  I am cautious.  Perhaps too much so.  I have grown up around knee-jerks...I never aspired to copy that pattern. 
It would appear on the surface that this Egyptian and Jordanian revolt is truly grass roots...however.  If that is an opinion that can be easily formed through watching the MSM's reports, then that is what they wish the public to think.  This could be a purposefully provoked set of circumstances, for instance, to again further and spread the zio-amerikan war-of-terror agenda.  This could be laying ground for another zionist attack on Egypt.  This could be many things...but I sincerely doubt that it is what it seems.
I don't care to venture a conclusion about such matters till all the facts have been distorted by the jewish media.  Then and only then will I know what they want and how they have arranged the facts to attain it.  Damn.  I sound like a freakin politician!


My bad....  Forgive my reticence.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Thinning Blood...

It is not a matter of genetics.  I have said that here often. Understanding this point is the true disarming of the judaic.  When you take race, religion and even regional culture out of the equation, the international jew stands naked in his depravity.  It has always been my intention here to strip him of these mythical subterfuges.  These false labels which he wears interchangeably to mask the true nature of a learned psychopathic behaviour.  And he is helping me in this effort.

  When I was a teenager, among my many friends were a few jewish ones.  Yes...I don't condemn those that I do not understand.  Anyway, among the jewish in our group was a fellow whose mother was the quintessential "shiksa".  That is to say that his father was jewish, and his mother was not.  According to talmudic tradition, unless a child is born of a jewish woman, it is not jewish.  No matter what the male parentage. So he and most that knew him never really thought of his "jewishness".   This guy was enormously likable.  A real goof.  Fun to be around.  Intelligent.  A good friend.  I guess you have surmised which parent my friend more closely resembled.  Yes, his Gentile mother.  This woman had no clue...about anything it seemed.  A bit of a gold-digger, she loved her social place in the community...that of a leading jewish businessman's wife, and wealthy.  This happens more than you would imagine.  Then...and even more now. 
Jewish men have often fallen prey to the lure of a Gentile woman.  Woody Allen jokingly explained it in his film "Love and Death" by having his main character utter the line "...although, I hear that jewish women don't believe in sex after marriage".  That is the beginning of the khazar's downfall...his Achille's heel.  His unbridled lust for everything that his new-found(stolen)money will buy.  It seems to know no bounds.  The ultimate trophy...a Gentile woman.  If she were alive today, I'm sure Marilyn Monroe(among millions of other Gentile women) could substantiate my understanding of this.  Although it probably cannot be proven now, it is rumored that once when she was temporarily not under the close supervision of her jewish shrinks, and sober, she was asked what it would mean to her now that she had recently broken free of a studio contract.  Her reply was allegedly, "I won't have to suck any more jewish c***".  I wouldn't be surprised in the least if this quote was accurate.  It probably figured into her death.  When not under her "doctor's" influence and their drugs...she was becoming a bit of a loose cannon.
So getting back to my point.  Whether you understand that genetics plays no role in the behaviour of the jewish or not.  Or indeed whether they themselves understand this, the fact remains that the strength of their cabal is weakening.  When shiksa Mom sends her kids to public school rather than an exclusively jewish one...the impact of their horrid cult is lessened.  Then when these same kids growing up with a jewish moniker intermarry with the Gentile, it lessens even more.

I don't see this as a prescription for the ills that the jew causes us all...but a crack in what they believe to be an impenetrable fortress of solidarity.  A huge one.  This "blood-line"  or more accurately...cultural anomaly...is being threatened by it's own cravings.  It is just another front on which this impossible dream of the talmudic, will fail...and is as we speak.  This lie of genetics
 will become thinner and thinner until the point at which having jews in your family tree will be much akin to the horse thief that is conveniently left out of the pedigree.


Also, the fact that along with the other jewish myths to which even the normal jew is susceptible, this phenomenon of perceived blood-thinning has its power.  Even if a jew believes that certain traits that he sees in himself were inherited from his culture, this too will be a damnation.  For as the half-jew assimilates into normal Gentile society, the behaviour of the jewish half of his parentage will become more and more obviously decadent.  For it isn't the way of his new goyim friends and coworkers and the ways of the judaic will become an embarrassment and therefore eventually repressed and forgotten.  I have actually seen this happen.  It is a beautiful thing to watch.  And what gives me hope.


But as I stated...this isn't the final solution.  These half-breeds(so to speak) must be made to understand that the actions of the wrong half of their parents, are the ones to be abandoned.  And they will come to understand that it is not blood-behaviour which they are forsaking, but the conventions of a cult that they have had the misfortune of having been influenced by.  This is when the world can breathe a sigh of relief...when we all understand this fact...and can address the damage done, together.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

I Don't Care...

Those are easy words to utter. Probably the most harmful phrase in the English language. Or perhaps the most constructive. I dunno. It allows so much to happen. In response to everything from a simple request from your child to enabling evil itself...we are all guilty of not caring at the moment. Any given moment. So how do we change this? How do we get in the moment in which we do care. Well, I think it has to do with integrity. That code which can be eroded. It is constantly being pounded from without. Mine has taken a beating, I can tell you. Sometimes I give in too easily. We all do. It is within the realm of our human-ness to do so.

You have probably gathered by now that "the world is too much with me" today...as I like to say. I don't really have that much to say that I haven't already said a thousand times before. Maybe you won't want to read this. Maybe you don't care to be bothered. I wouldn't blame you. I am no Guru. Gems don't fall from my keyboard simply because I care to sit down for a few minutes and ruminate with my fingers.

My wife likes hummus. I don't. What the hell are chick-peas anyway? I don't care. High in protein she says. Sounds like greenie food to me. I don't care. What I do care about is where this particular brand of hummus comes from. The brand is Sabra. This word means:"a native-born israeli". It doesn't take much to understand then that this little package contains ingredients stolen from Palestinians. Olives, chick-peas...whatever. I care about this.
Inside this little plastic container is the blood of a nation. This makes me angry. I have spent too much time of my short life being angry. Is angry caring really caring....good question. Some little things are important to people.

I know this guy that cares obsessively about those push-wire signs that you see along the roadside. "I lost 40 lbs" ..."No money down home loans". Those type. You have seen them. He is obsessed with them. When he sees these signs that barely transmit their message beyond most people's corneas...he will pull his truck over to the side of the road, grumbling and goddamming. He rips them out of the ground and throws them in the bed. When his vehicle gets full of them...he takes them to the dump and pays to throw them into the landfill. This is his only real obsession of which I am aware. He cares that companies advertise freely by putting their pitches on the roadside. Funny that. What people care about. Oh well.

If we could channel this angry caring that folks seem to have for unusual things, what could we accomplish? The sign-guy never even had a parking ticket...but he is willing to allow his anger to motivate him to right-a-wrong. To steal, to trespass to destroy. Or maybe it isn't a matter of allowing. Maybe it's beyond voluntary. I don't know. But I do care. I could take this hummus back to the store and smear it in the face of the grocery manager that was insensitive enough not to care that he sold my wife food from a terrorist state. Maybe I will do just that. Perhaps he will "care" from then on. You gotta draw the line somewhere. Stop the erosion. But where is that line for everyone, you might ask. Is it being approached en masse? Is there a point beyond which humanity will no longer suffer the wrongs that judaism brings to the world( and it is almost always their ethos that pushes people to these sign-ripping phenomena)?
Surely there is. Surely their is a line which when crossed, we will all smear hummus in faces and rip adverts out of our world.


We have all heard the phrase "how can you not care?" Do we let the little things...the things that cross our own little lines..."enterprises with great pith and moment" move us to action? Do we smear hummus or knuke the knesset? Do we rip out road signs or burn down Wall Street?
I can tell you what I don't care about. I don't care if I offend a jewish person. I don't care if I am politically correct. And I refuse to believe that many people out there genuinely disagree with me on this.
For those that do....I don't care.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Ancestry...

I have always been fascinated by genealogy. I have done family tree searches and taken oral histories from older relatives since...hell...a long time ago. Until rather recently the LDS had hoarded their massive records however. This has made it tough for genealogists. But they released them a few years ago and it has become fashionable to pay jews(who of course bought all the rights to them) for the online privilege of researching your family. Well, I'm a bit ashamed to say...I bit. Hell, it's only money, right? I never had any kind of reverence for that shit. Money.

Anyway, as I traced my maternal lineage back through the centuries...this mother...this father...these siblings...I made an astounding discovery. Not only am I a direct descendant of Geoffrey Chaucer(direct great-great-great something or other), I have found and verified that the original members of my clearly traceable family, were none other than the rulers of what is now known as Switzerland! Not the family that now rules the area. Before the Old Swiss Confederacy...before the reformation...before the Ancien regime...before the Holy Roman edicts kicking my family out of the area...we ruled. I can prove this in the ancient texts I have uncovered. The lands were given to my family by a guy named Steve.

Therefore...I hereby reclaim my family's throne and power over the entire region. I am of course grateful to the pretenders over the millennium for taking care of my lands and peasants, however...I feel it my duty to assume my rightful place on the throne.
I know this will come as a shock to many of you...not knowing that you have been reading and corresponding with royalty, but I am of a forgiving nature. Under the dictates of noblesse oblige I excuse your trespasses upon my royal personage.

Now to the matter of what will hereafter be known as the Holy Re-assumption. Although I feel somewhat indebted to those that occupied my lands for so many years, I must exercise my power over the area...and they are hereby notified to vacate this, my holiest of holy land. The land of my saintly ancestors. They must leave immediately.
I have contacted the UN about these matters and I assure you that a resolution is being drafted as I pen this document. If you wish to verify this, you may contact the undersecretary for emerging nations in his office...a Mr. Balfour esq.

This, my ancestral land which I intend to rename "Timsteria" will be home to my many relatives and friends of my royal choosing...and no others. It is our homeland. Non-Timsterians are not welcome and shall not be citizens. We must have laborers and they shall be called "beasts"...but they must not profit from their labors in service of we the Royal Entourage, other than bare subsistence as we deem necessary.
I understand that this change may come as a surprise to some that now inhabit my realm, however they are few in number and at the end of the day, they are merely beasts. My ancestry has chosen us to rule. And rule we will. Along with the official resolution coming from New York, will come also funds which will be applied to defense of my realm. Make no mistake about this: We the Royal Timsterians will brook no trespass. If my lineage and claim to these lands are in anyway questioned throughout the lands over which the UN presides, such offenders will be put to death. As will any "swiss" people found living in my country after a week next Tuesday. So it is written...so it shall be.

The official religion of Timsteria shall be none of your business. Except to say that is a holy one and it is based on the current value of silver. Other than these facts, it shall not be questioned. Such inquiry will be treated as will the above mentioned denial of my due heritage.

We shall be a democratic nation...almost entirely. The only exceptions to this type of government shall come in the form of official Timsterian Decree. These may come often and at my whim and of course are again...not to be questioned.


Hereafter I shall expect total Royal respect from you...the filth that are reading this(except my brother-in-law). You shall address me as "Your Worship"...or "Chosen One". No exceptions.
All borders to what is now known as switzerland are hereby closed. Closed until Holy Tuesday, when the "swiss" will be driven out of my lands. Once my lands are secured, I intend to attain nuclear weaponry and to look beyond my realm for more real estate. So I am warning all countries bordering mine...to watch their asses.


Thank you.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Harm's Way...

This is another in a series of ramblers.  No, not the car...and not a one story house.  I'm jet-lagged and more pissed off than usual.

So, I'm in an airport, just having undergone a pat-down because...hell, I dunno...and I hear that a slew of people are dead and injured in an airport blast in Moscow...and I'm thinkin.
I hear that the israeli-based airport security was on the job just before a shitload of these passengers lost their lives and limbs.  I have just come from a mall where some israeli girl wants to sell me e-cigarettes from a kiosk and she is way too interested in how much I travel by air.  And people ask me what I am on about here.
Some woman tells me that the Free Palestine movement is spreading lies and that they are undermining the efforts of hasbara, and I'm thinkin about lies.
Things are getting confusing.  I'm thinkin that things didn't used to come this fast and furious.  They didn't touch my life...or anybody's life...that often.  Not that openly.  People walk by the kiosk, and people walk by the dead and wounded, and that woman keeps telling me that all the dead children that have no skin left on their bodies, are faked. They are not really there...nothing to see.  Move along.  And I think again. How can they walk by.

I was talking to a guy that told me that he was having a Slurpee outside a mall shop when he heard shots...then saw the screaming crowd escaping towards him.  He ran along with them to get out of harm's way. Or was that the direction of harm's way.  What have we allowed to happen?  Why can we live like this now, when just a few generations ago, we couldn't.  What has changed?  Where is out of harm's way.  Does it exist? Questions...questions.  The devil cannot enter your domain until you invite him.  Stay in the safe circle.  Don't answer the door for anyone but me.  How will you know it's me?  Run when the crowd runs...put your hands in the air,but don't drop your purchases.  Sacred has changed.

I don't know where this all is leading except to say that black isn't black and white isn't white anymore.  Maybe that's what they want.  The mall shooters.  The airport bombers.  The kiosk operators. The cops. The facebook.  Keep em in the flux.  Keep em unbalanced...like a fighter.
Nothing makes sense anymore.  It's not supposed to.  People don't get that.  Cops stop you to get your money.  You rolled through a stop, harming no one....you pay...someone collects.  Your pocket to theirs.  I hope you have learned your lesson.  Bring more money next time.  The police stop and rob the rollers...and stay out of the malls...stay away from the kiosks...away from the bodies.  It's a sub-harmonic.  Just enough of that almost-inaudible primal threatening growl to keep you on edge.  They know where to direct it to make your skin crawl and look before you answer that door.
One can't help but think the whole thing is planned.  Planned like the haunted house.  But they own that too now.
I have talked to zionists.  Not many,but one thing appears to be consistent in their thinking when I bring up the terrorist state of israel.  And that is that I am neither jewish or Palestinian, so it is none of my business.  I object on a very fundamental level with that, and as they claim constantly...I am offended by that response.  If something happens in Missoula, Montana or Abu Dhabi that is contrary to the humanity of its residents, it is my business.  Any time people are being oppressed it is everyone's business.  Why is that such a difficult thing to understand?  I don't think it is.  I think most of us understand this in our heart-of-hearts. That we are all connected. More people than you can imagine are listening to that heartbeat within themselves.  They are listening to it and to others who have to be the assholes that bring these issues to normal conversations.  Be an ass.  Be the one that speaks these words that most dare not.  Inform.  They will listen.  Stay in harm's way so that your children will not have to.  This to me is simple.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Gone For A Few..

I will be out of the office for a few days...see ya next week!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Why I Fight...

I am constantly asked this question. Why DO I care about a disappearing little country on the southeastern shores of the Mediterranean? What difference could it possibly make to me...an older white guy living half a world away in brick-and-vinyl land. Their history is not mine. Their culture is not mine. Their dress, their religion, their cuisine, their arid surroundings...hell, I don't even like olives. How can I seem to feel their everyday pain?
How can I not. They are at the mercy of a diabolical religion. An organization that I know all too well. A cult that makes their every day worse than the one before. This isn't just the social and monetary repression that I have had to deal with over the course of my little life. This isn't having to put up with jewish tv and movies, or knowing that most of my wages have been stolen by a body of jewish lobbyists bent on world destruction. This isn't the gradual decline of an already too selfish culture in the West that I have seen. This that the Palestinians endure from the same nest of vipers...is much less subjective. It is much more real. It is the beginning. It is judaism unrestrained by Western culture. It is the manifestation of hatred itself. It is the beginning. The beginning of what we will all see in the future, if not stopped there...and here. This infection in the body-humanity must be exposed, isolated and destroyed before it cannot be. If I don't write one more word on this site, I must feel that I have done something toward this effort.

Long ago I spent a few years working in a small lab of a huge company in California. The short time I served in their employ taught me more than I had ever learned about the world before or since. It was not unique in the fact that the workers there were of a multicultural quality. That is the Californian experience. It was what our little crew in that lab celebrated about ourselves. That almost every major continent, culture or religion was represented in this relatively small workspace. For this, even in my varied employment background, it was singular. Of all the jobs I have held...this was my favorite. I looked forward to my shifts there because of the company of my coworkers. The actual work was mundane and uninteresting, which made the comradery of those around me all the more colorful.
We joked and cajoled...teased and gossiped...laughed and worked. Sharing our cultures our dreams and our lives for 8 hours a day. It truly left a...I dunno...can there be such a thing as a "good" scar on my mind. We all spoke in the common tongue of English, but more deeply we all spoke a common language of humanity. There was never a raised voice except in laughter...never a political squabble...never a cultural argument. I will always remember the pleasant shock of this.
Perhaps this sounds a bit pie-in-the-sky and naive to some. But at that time in my life and in the climate of political turmoil in the world as a whole...it suddenly seemed clear to me that the actual "people" of the world were not incapable of harmony...in fact it is what we all long for. It was the greed of the leadership in the world that caused the turmoil. This was not subjective. It was real and I lived it daily.

However among these many-cultured folks were members of a Palestinian family. I had never met Palestinians before. They were demonized at the time(as they are now) as violent political extremists, in the Amerikan press. But I saw nothing of that. As a matter of fact these people quickly became my favorites in our little microcosmic world of the lab. I don't really know why. Perhaps it was there quiet suffering that I saw. The fact that I had to practically drag their life tales out of them as we chatted. It turned out that they had essentially escaped their birthplace in Gaza to live in the West Bank. They eventually left the remainder of their extended family there to come to the States and earn a decent wage. The dreams that sour with most immigrants to this country also soon became a harsh reality to them as well. But while I knew them I got to understand the plight from which they fled...and eventually, I heard...returned.

Its no different.
One of the Palestinians, a woman, and I got rather close and discussed such serious matters. She told me something that will always stick in my mind. She said that we amerikans live in denial of what is coming. If we really look, we can see it...but we choose not to. She also said that in her home the zionists made no pretense about their racism, their supremacism and their hatred. And if I wanted to see our future, look to Palestine...look to her home. At the time I almost dismissed her statements as coming from a severely anti-jewish home life...not really knowing that much about what was going on in the middle-east. I didn't understand then that she had learned this hatred from being at the wrong end of a weapon. She had. She also directed me to look around. Not at the people happy to work and live peacefully with one another...but at those above us. Those that owned the company....the Cohens and the Goldbergs. The ones we saw rarely and cared little for. These are the wealthy...these are the "amerikans" that get that cash to the oppressors of her family. These are the wholly dangerous zionist jews.
She left me with this impression. She left me with a melancholy smile to return to Palestine. I will never forget her and her family, and how quietly prophetic her words were. Over the years since then...with my eyes opened wider by this stint at the lab...the experiment in humanity for me...I have seen what we can be, and who wants us not to attain that state. This is why I fight.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Soft White Underbelly...

Settlers...Settlements. I don't like these words. They are less than euphemisms. They are more horrific lies. They do not evoke the suffering they mask. These terms for amerikans, conjure up scenes of Western pioneers "settling" uninhabited land. Making way in the wilderness for families and communities. One cannot "settle" an inhabited area. It's a contradiction in terms. Israel has foisted these words upon an unsuspecting world through their media in a successful effort to soften the evil of what these incursions upon Palestinian homes really are. I am surprised that anyone opposed to the very existence of this terror-state, even uses such terminology.

Theft is the correct word. Just as theft was the correct term for what amerikan "settlers" accomplished in the realm of the American Indian. Spades are spades...and sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
To make way for any settlements or settlers(thieves), you must first evict those already living there. If they don't go peacefully...and settlers historically kinda prefer that they don't...you kill them, threaten them, starve them or physically haul them out of the area. You do this under the authority granted you by a piece of paper that you yourself print. The same material upon which you print pictures of dead presidents, and distribute to your favored classes. But this deviousness and all its printed clap-trap, flies in the face of ethics, common humanity and those evicted. All this authority means nothing to a homeless family or a dead child. This is a contrived reality. This process sickens the soul. And being such, can only be traced to the greed and racism of the jew. Always the jew.
I also abhor the use of the gender-specific pronoun "she" in reference to israhell. It too is a PR term meant to evoke sympathy. How can you not be on the side of a "she" that only wants to defend herself. This blatant marketing technique...again...sickens the soul. More hasbara of the soulless to sell death and suffering.

Speaking of hasbara...much has been made of the recent "Captain Israel" comics for yiddish kids. That's good. Don't let them get away with anything. I like that. It comes as a disgusting surprise to many. Not to me. If you understand the ashkanazi mentality...and I wish I didn't...this type of mythology is typical. Many cannot see the comic-book industry in the west for what it has always been. Jews dreaming of glory. From its infancy, these publications have been conceived written and drawn by jews. It is a great primer for those wishing to understand their mythos of the underdog's revenge. This always figures into the heroic comic book story-line and in their holy books. The mild-mannered meek and maligned hero(jew) suddenly becomes a super-hero to gain revenge. It comes from their history. It comes from their thought process that has been nurtured by ages of their surreptitious behaviour being rooted out...and then through the same devious nature, seeking revenge. It is a model which they have been taught to understand and revere. It is their "soul". You may cast us out, but we will wreak our revenge. Their glory is war, death, oppression and conquest. They have fed this crap to our children for generations. Like the kosher-tax...it is essentially a kosher enterprise, but we must pay.
When I have bridged this subject in conversation over the years...how the jew has publicly displayed his hatred in the pages of children's comics, it is usually met with incredulity. I can usually bring skeptics around by asking them: "Who is the most popular super-hero in the history of comic books? The answer is always correct: Superman. "Who is Superman's arch enemy?" The second correct answer is always given: "Lex Luthor". The enemy that stands in the way of "Truth, Justice and the Amerikan Way"
Even a cursory investigation into the most famous "antisemites" in history will turn up the name Martin Luther. He has always held a special place in the hearts of jews. A place of hatred. They loathe him and his pro-Christian/anti-jewish works.
It could even be argued that another "Luther" that got out of hand was conquered by the mild-mannered super-mensch. Oh well...unlucky name.
However...and that being said...instead of the surprise, horror and disdain with which most are treating these latest hasbara comics, I applaud them. I have just become Captain Israel's biggest fan! YAY!
Two reasons. Firstly, it proves my point that judaism and its hatred is a LEARNED behaviour taught to young jews by their separatist culture(vividly and with pictures for those that don't get it). Secondly, it is the zionist's soft white underbelly. That area where he is most vulnerable. He teaches his young about the most feared threats to this filthy ideology. And in the war against such a foe...what General would pass up the opportunity to read the training manual for its enemy's troops? Everything our adversary secretly fears and treasures is to be gleaned from these tutorial pages directed at their young. The first issue deals with an attempt at futhering their mythical history. The david and goliath and lost in the desert themes...all of which of course are just that...myth. But the Captain's second adventure is to deal with his arch enemy...the horrible 3-headed monster :"BDS"(boycott, divest and sanction).
You see, zionism is not going to waste much time in their learning programs for the young jew with meaningless fairy tales...they are going to get right to the meat of their plotting. And I for one, wait impatiently for the next issue. Hell, I might even buy one of their t-shirts...I'm sooo a big fan. To hell with the innocuous cryptic crap from wikileaks...this has pictures!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

The Loathing Class...

In his article (referenced in this brilliant piece)on the new intellectual elite, David Gelernter(himself jewish) stated the following:

“One dramatic sign was the big influx of Jews.” “the old elite used to get on fairly well with the country it was set over. Members of the old social upper-crust elite were richer and better educated than the public at large, but approached life on basically the same terms.” The new, heavily Jewish elite, Gelernter argued, is not only different from the non-Jewish masses, “it loathes the nation it rules.”

I think that this is a brilliant and important observation. It explains many things over which most of our Western society stands slack-jawed and head-scratching. The demonization of the Gentile in the media and arts which the jewish operate is fed to the general public with a huge dose of guilt. Guilt for not attaining the intellectual perspective of the new rulers. As I have stated here before, guilt is an exceptionally powerful emotion. One that can be manipulated in the ruled to just about any desired outcome. I once had this discussion with a zionist. It was his contention that if a Gentile didn't understand the actions...be they political, economic or social...of the new elites, that is wasn't a simple matter of the ruling classes being in any way wrong, but actually just the opposite. It was masses of undereducated, unwashed that occupied the incorrect side of any given issue. That to him was obvious. Ethics, to him, did not enter the picture. But to look a bit deeper into this "loathing" with which the new ruling elite now regards it's subjects, we find some troubling issues...and ethics play a huge part in them.
The animosity that the judaic traditionally hold for the other two thirds of the Abrahamic religions, Christianity and Islam, are ever present and manifest in every move that our new masters make. How a Gentile in the Occident cannot see this is beyond me. It's as clear as crystal.
When the collective media questions antisemitism, they too seem at a loss to understand what is in front of their noses. However, any even academic attempt to explain such animosity from either camp...the rulers or the ruled...is met with disdain from each. Neither the jew or the Gentile wish to hear that there are very fundamental reasons for this clash of cultures. Islam and Christianity are actually taught tolerance to a point. That tipping point is reciprocal tolerance. That is to say, these Gentile faiths are inherently tolerant to the point at which you offend their icons. Neither offend each others. However, and ironically...those that now rule over each, the ashkanazi... delight in such offense toward both. It boggles the mind. It cannot last.


Even though the new tribal elite attempt to walk that fine line between demonizing the Muslim to the Christian, and do so as delicately as possible without drawing Christian ethics into the picture...it must be a tight-rope walk for them. For even though the jew preaches "tolerance", he has none for the Gentile. He indeed loathes everything they hold dear.
It is this hatred that the jew holds for Christians that cannot be well hidden. It is obvious in everything from portraying the goy as an Archie Bunker or Homer Simpson, to the commercialization of Christmas. Archie, who must be guided down life's path by all-knowing and "correct" jews surrounding him, is loathing for you. Homer and his knee-jerk vitriol is loathing for you the goyim. They can't make it any plainer. And yet some don't get it. The Coen brothers movies...as well executed as they are...are merely slaps in the face of the stupid goyim. They freely admit this. In "Oh Brother Where Art Thou" they attempt to poke hilarious fun at the country folk they depict. Although they admit this, it wasn't received that way. To the general movie-going public, it was a snapshot of amerikan life in the 30's. It's score became insanely popular, it's characters loved and it's rags-to-riches journey applauded. The brothers must have giggled all the way to the bank. Stupid goyim don't even realize when they are being made fun of. And that is true. It has been for many years, but I don't believe for one instant that it is a matter of our new leaders sitting around a table in some back room plotting such defamation.
It is the loathing that is always present in the mind of the Western jew. It is a behaviour that is learned and reinforced in this new role that they occupy. If you don't get it. If you don't feel the loathing...you are not paying attention.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Beyond Our Time...

I know it's tough. No one knows that any better than I. I have lost friends, embarrassed family and alienated myself from many people...generally made an ass of myself. All for what. A vision.
History is rife with our kind. Those that live beyond our time. Those that can not only see the future, but feel it. It's not something you can turn off. It is us. It is in our being. It's not fun.


I always like to see myself as a type of time-traveler. Someone set down in a time beyond what I understand. A time when no one else can see the present for what it is, and more importantly where it is going. This kind of temporal estimation allows the vanity of knowing before and around others what is not commonly understood. This I think, for what it is worth, is the only plus. Because this trait also ushers in a feeling of loneliness and pain for those without this vision. Those that cannot see what the future holds, and what is around them on a daily basis. It is truly a feeling akin to the Cassandra legend. I "saw" this time and day when I was a teenager...and so did you.


How do we get this way? Why are so many of us charged with this understanding that there is a tribe among us that wish to sap the very life from us? What makes an "antisemite"?
You take one part intelligence, to which you add two parts social conscience...throw in a little personal pain to make you really "feel" the suffering that the jews have caused in our time. Add eyes that see behind curtains. At least four ears to listen to all the BS. Then slap the hell out of yourself with disappointment in the human condition in general. Bake this concoction for twenty-odd years in a hot oven of jewish am
orality, and there you have it. Let cool and serve.


Don't think that I haven't quit a hundred times. Like smoking, I put down my conscience for a blink of an eye and tried to cope. The pain will bring me back every time. The crying of Palestinian children. The pain of the unemployed trying to raise families against a sea of jewish greed. The horror of watching the family unit disappear before our eyes as children are glued to a box in the corner of the room flickering images of filth. I always come back to myself. So will you. You will once again be the "nut". You will speak your mind and warn, when it seems no one will listen. We have to do this. It isn't a choice...although we must make it so for others. We are compelled to provide this choice for others. To teach, to inform.

But we are not alone...nor have we ever been. There have always been those that understand the goals of the judaic religion, no matter who is following it's precepts at any given point in history. The list of pogroms and exclusions against the "jew" throughout our little planet's past should tell you this. This is not blind prejudice against a maligned benign group of people. These incidents of ridding populations of this scourge upon the dignity of man, did not occur because the followers of this religion were just standing around being jewish. This cult brought these prosecutions(not persecutions) upon themselves through their talmudic edicts. Edicts that prescribe the underhanded behaviour that has brought them to seats of power that they hold today. It is no different now than it has ever been. Except that people with our "affliction" are needed out here more than we ever have been. We have many tools at our disposal with which to ply our sophism in this electronic age and we must use them. We cannot fail our children or indeed our grandchildren in our efforts to alert the world again of the ghetto-dwelling vermin's culture that has once more risen beyond the point of tolerance.


You may tell yourself that you are going to stop all this preaching. That you are going to quit ostracizing yourself from those numb to the jewish machinations. But you can't. You will be back. Renewed. Because we are beyond our own time and we are charged with this vision. That is our purpose.


For NJ...

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Heroes...

The news isn't good. But it rarely is.



A Jerusalem landmark hotel was torn down in the latest jewish land- grab in Palestine, while one jew shoots another in Arizona. There are even rumors that the actual target of this little rat-face, was the judge that he successfully killed. This particular judge had recently shot down an Obama cash-grab in his court. The rest was all smoke and mirrors and killing more children. Killing children for money. Screwing children. These seem to be hallmarks of the tribe. Cash-grab. Land-grab. Kid-grab. It's all too sick to even think about. But we have to.

When I "advertise" my site to friends and acquaintances, the first question out of their mouths is invariably: "am I gonna get a visit from the FBI if I go there?" Half kidding. Half serious. Pussies. Doesn't anyone have any balls anymore? Don't they understand that all that science "fiction" that they read as a kid is happening now? I'm not talking about flying cars.
When I was a teenager on the run, so to speak...my Mother BHS, had no idea what part of the world I was in. We put our parents through so much pain without giving a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut. Anyway, she contacted anyone and everyone trying to track me down. The Police. Hospitals in various far-flung seaports...and as a last resort, a friend-of-a-friend that was an FBI agent. Understanding her frantic concern about my safety, he ran a check on me. He came back with a report that stated in essence that I: stayed at this house...met these people...attended this peace rally...spent the night there...traveled to this city...was seen panhandling on this street...blah, blah. Upshot of it was...nothing to worry about. We are watching him. Hell, by the time I did call home(probably in search of some cash) she, not being on drugs herself, knew more about my activities than I (usually on some drugs)knew. Spooky, I thought. Oh well, shit happens and the "man" is always there. No biggie. That's what we were fighting. His facial features weren't clear back then. They hadn't come into focus in my drug-addled eyes. They are clear as a bell now. But, of course it's almost too late.
Then I was a punk kid. No threat really. Now I am an old man(well, relatively)...also no real threat. But what of the rest of us. Those in the prime adult years that walk around without testicles? I am amazed constantly at how deeply in the game they are. How much they can concentrate on their monopoly money and the next roll of the dice. Don't they even take a break from the game to go take a piss?
I still have my testicles... I am no hero. But you are. Apparently just reading this type of, what we used to call anti-establishment...now known as antisemitic, rhetoric can get you followed. Followed online. Followed through airlines, banks, etc...everywhere the ash-can-nazi has his filthy fingers. And where does he not?

As we all knew it would...the new rhetoric about free speech and it's "limits" are being trotted out by every whore with fishnet stockings and sparkly dresses...male or female. We have the heeb sheriff from Fuck-you County, Arizona saying that Sarah Palin is cross-hairing the wrong jews. We have the cuckolded(can a female BE a cuckold...or is she really female?)Hilary likening this ghastly shooting to 9/11 or blood-libel or the holohoax or some such jewish shit. It's all a bad Roman Polanski(whatever happened to that child-raping shithead?)film.
And the hero of this B-flick from hell? Well, that part hasn't been cast yet. But I don't think the 30-minute-response-time EMT's are even in the running.

So to all the "players" out there. Hold on to your cheap purple property cards and wait patiently for the next roll...
You may get the part. The hero may be YOU, the viewer, the player. The one that has to pee but just can't leave the game. It's so exciting.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Callous...

I am usually hesitant about touching a story like this, but... A jewess gets shot in Arizona and the world is supposed to stop for her. A woman is intentionally run over by a jewish soldier and killed....and well...she is a terrorist. Only terrorists remember her.
A million people are killed in Iraq and Afghanistan and Palestine for no reason whatever...no problem.

I used to know a guy. The most unassuming person I have ever met or am likely to. Once when we were talking about work, he caught himself saying something not too flattering about someone there. He said "Let me shut up...I've got no business talking about someone I don't know".
I loved that. I loved him for saying it. It made me think. It made me think about what I have to think on a daily basis. I have been callous. I have talked about people without understanding them. I am not always right. Most of the time I hope that I am wrong. There is a reason for that.

The first thing that goes through the mind of anti-judaism site owners when something like the Arizona shooting happens..."oh shit, I hope my blog wasn't on his list of favorites". That is all it takes. One incident. One made-for-tv drama in which all that oppose the tribe can be demonized. Gun control, net censorship, political dissent...you name it. If it isn't in the interest of the ruling ashkanazi, it can be made politically incorrect in one day. On the back of one tragedy. Scrub all statements that can be construed as having been the cause. Scrub those cross-hairs...make new ones. Never waste the opportunities that tragedy brings. I know that is how some in the tribe think. We all know. We can predict this filth because we have seen it before. We have been calloused to these types of black-ops. They have done this to us. It's one of the great tragedies in life to understand the depths to which your fellow man can sink. It pales the color of what life can be. When you understand the mentality of those that commit atrocities...you become less. You begin to look for it. It is always there and it always has the same face.


I said "one" of the tragedies. Another is NOT seeing that face. Not seeing it for what it is, invites more. When you don't understand that black-ops happen...that there are some among us that would gladly kill for their own greed. That they can and do act in congress. Then your absense of awareness is license for more of the same.
That is what I am trying to get across on this site. I don't know that Sirhan-Sirhan didn't pull the trigger. I know who it benefited by saying that he did. I don't know that 9/11 was orchestrated by israhell...I only know it benefited them. The list goes on. We are allowed to think anything...we are not allowed to KNOW anything. The list goes on because of this fact.
So yes, we have all become more callous. We have all been made to see the worst that we can be. The best that we can be, is always impugned by the worst. To the point that we can no longer see what is good in ourselves. We too often believe their lies about our own nature. We can quickly understand that we are all unworthy beings because the unworthy among us want the company. And it allows their behaviour to continue. I am trying to change that feeling within myself. And so should you, if you have fallen prey to it.
I did not shoot 14 people in Arizona, and I cannot understand anyone that could do that. It isn't me. It isn't you. It isn't politics or agendas or Gentile versus jew, or healthcare or tea-parties or cross-hairs. It is madness. Madness in the form of a mal-functioning brain...in the shooter's head or someone else's. I will brook no other explanation. The problem is that it will be used. You know it and I know it. We have callouses to prove it.
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Saturday, January 8, 2011

A Thought...

A la Banksy and John Lennon. Here's a simple idea. It shouldn't be too expensive for all those wealthy readers out there. High profile, highly visible...get their attention on the commute. You are merely quoting. It would be a costly(to them)and a time consuming legal battle to have them removed. In the mean time, John Q. gets to understand the jewish mindset.
These are just a few. I am sure we could come up with enough quotes to cover world's highways. We could even start an online donation/fund/repository and photo collection. Just a thought.



"Consider this: A newspaper ad is only good for a day and a television commercial only lasts about thirty seconds. But a billboard ad is working for you twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.
The cost of billboard advertising ranges from about $700 to $2,500 a month. At that rate, ten billboards could run as much as $25,000 per month. That sounds like a lot of money, until you realize that a full-page ad running for one day in a major newspaper costs about the same.
Advances in technology have also contributed to billboard advertising's cost efficiency. In the past, billboards had to be hand-painted – a time-consuming and costly venture. But with today's computer technology, billboards are designed on a computer screen, printed to vinyl or poster paper, and glued to the billboard structure. The result: Higher quality ads in less time for less money."

Friday, January 7, 2011

Can You See It?

I posted a stereogram recently. I re-watched "V for Vendetta" and "Lemon Tree" also. There are a lot of things rattling around up there in my head. I also read this article that is reminiscent of the 1933 declaration of war on Hitler by the jews.
Are things like that? Movies, anger, integrity, interpretations? Many say I am too soft on judaism though I condemn it almost daily...they want more. They want me to threaten jews. They want me to manifest my hatred for this vile cult. I can see that. I do some fence-sitting at times. If I do, forgive me my frailties. I have a lot of questions to resolve. Life is big. And life is precious. I can't threaten a person for what their parents taught them. I can't kill, I can't maim. I can't be them. Many of us can't...and perhaps that is what they bank on, and has been our downfall. But it just isn't in me. I can offend till the cows come home. I can dis-empower evil to the best of my abilities and vilify those in power. I can "afflict the comfortable and comfort the afflicted". I can hate...but this is as far as it goes. I can't shoot at a family, no matter what their culture or religion. It simply isn't in me.


Stereograms are odd things that bring out the animal in some of us. Some can readily see them. Some can't. A lot of things in life are like that. Funny old world. Some can't see that bankers are no better than the thug on the street with the knife in your side. They just wear different clothes and work the day shift. Some can't see that the smiling jewish pundit on their toobs would have no compunction about shooting children in Gaza. None. Some can't see the steady decline of the quality of this life on planet earth at the behest of this despicable gang. I can. It's to the point that I don't even have to tilt my head or squint my eyes to see the decadence in this...or this...or this. Maybe it is training. Maybe some people are just closer to the animal. The animal that has to protect it's young so it sees any movement or pattern that threatens. The big picture.


When I see people suffering, my first response is to help. Isn't that normal? Doesn't everyone shelve punishment to the givers of suffering, until the trauma is over?
The movie "V for Vendetta" struck me hard the first time I saw it. There is a lot of wisdom in it...and a lot of decadence and misdirection as well. One quote from the jewess star of the film that hit home is: "the only change I have ever seen, is for the worse..."
or words to that effect. This a provocative film with many challenges. Challenges met vicariously through the terrorist hero. But what of the truth behind it. Can you see it? I think someone...the jews that acted and produced it, kind of accidentally stumbled into the ladies room here. A little too much truth? The film became an immediate cult film for those that, like me, cannot pull the trigger but will cheer the man that can.
Lemon Tree is another approach to the same evil...as I see it. A bit more real...but no less provocative or important. Two movies addressing the same evil.


But anyway...trying to tie this wandering missive up into some semblance of order(although it truly has none...here or in my head), I think a few decisions have to be made along this path that we follow. We can see where we want to go. We want to dis-empower the judaic. We want our common-sense morality to reign supreme. We want to enjoy our lives with our family and friends and remove the stumbling blocks that this cult delights in placing on the path. But how do we? How far can we go? Can you become the monster, to defeat him? Is there another way?
Questions like this won't let me alone. I don't have any answers, I just have the urge to help.
All I know is...this isn't a movie.

It's Back Up...

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Curiosity...

When I was a kid, I was one that liked to take things apart. How does it work? What makes it do what it does? I don't believe in magic. On this little spinning rock, there is almost always an explanation for anything, I have found. Some said I had a propensity for engineering. Well, I suppose that I do. It was fed by my upbringing, but anyway, that's what I wound up doing for a living. Not a passion, just an ability I nurtured as a vocation.
Anyway, also among things that come naturally to me is kicking rocks over. I know generally what I am going to find there. So it's more of a quest for affirmation. I am going to find slimy little bugs. They vary in size, shape and species, but they all share the ability to live in darkness and muck underneath the pressure of a rock. This is among the very few things about my personality that I'm ok with... Curiosity. It seems that this particular trait is disappearing from our species. What's behind the curtain? Who is pulling the strings? Who benefits?
I have been watching. I have been reading. I see a lot of good things out here. I see few jewish attempts at slight-of-hand that aren't called out...somewhere. We are all watching and we are not foolish.
If something in their media stinks, we look for the jew behind it. He is always there. If there is something life-affirming and human and good, we look for the jewish denigration of it. It is always there.
His mask is slipping and it is fast approaching the point at which a child can see him.
Here's a little drill that I have used for many years. If I see something decadent...I dunno...theft, filth portrayed as art, political movements with goals that don't serve the common man, ...I look for the jew. Find the company, movement, seller...online, then click on the "about us" link. It's always there. If there is one thing that is taught to an ashkanazi and he/she understands, it's that they must feed their ego. Take that name of the ceo or founder and do a search. You can get very adept at this. If they have a wiki entry, it will most always proudly display their "religion". If they are jews you will usually see it there. If you don't and you still question their "ethnicity"...take it a step further and do a jewish surname check. There are many out here on the web. As I said, if nothing else they are vain. Like the serial killer that purposefully leaves a signature clue at every one of his crime scenes, they can't help it. Vanity will always get the best of them, and be a huge player in their downfall. With extraordinary arrogance comes extraordinary vanity. The two are never apart. These are the hallmarks of the jewish philosophy. It is inherent in their upbringing to display their jewishness when they attain their little personal fame. And they most all strive to do so.
So if you practice this little ritual as a rule for a while...like staring at stereograms to see the picture-within-the-picture, you will get good at it. After a while it will take very little stimulus to see the Millers and the Browns that are taking the side of israel...those with normal Gentile-sounding names, are in fact members of the tribe. And you will stop listening to them. This is a phase that the hebrew has always gone through in their rise-and-fall existence in various cultures throughout history. When the goyim start to catch on...change your name...change your appearance. Of course this time in history is the big show. They have never been able to display so much hubris about their cultural identification before. They have never had so much global power to facilitate so much boldness. So we are seeing more and more classically yiddish names under the talking heads on our screens. So I'm a jew...so what? That has become the mindset. I'm sure they are lovin this period. They better...it isn't going to last. When a Schlomo Goldberg is telling you to buy a stock that falls and a Abraham Cohen directs a movie that disgusts you...you are going to start to connect...one to the other...names and faces will become clear as day. But what will become even more lucid is the behaviour and the agenda.
So if you don't already use my little methods. Stare at the picture...kick over a few rocks. Let the cleansing sunshine expose the slime and watch them run for cover.