Douglas Mercer
May 4 2024
Ah Nuremberg! A name for them to conjure with, eh? A name they can use as a weapon. For you say Nuremberg and immediately elicited in ignorant heads are the images of geysers of Jewish blood, of jack booted Germans wading hip deep in blood mud, of slipping into the bloody charnel house of Jewish quagmire like it was quicksand, of lakes of blood that sleek champion German swimmers did the backstroke in to a politely appreciative audience, and of course those clods of Jewish flesh popping out of our Mother Earth like champagne corks at a particularly wild and off the hook New Year’s Eve Party. Ah Nuremberg! What cannot they do with such a hallowed name? Of course they are perverting that hallowed name, the name of the beautiful medieval German city, the place that brought up all the old Gothic connotations for Hitler, a place he knew would foster just the right tenor in the thoughts of his people. It was a place sacrosanct with time, sacred with memories, a place where it would not seem out of place that the Will might triumph. It is where the old fighters met with the their long memories and their blood banners and their blood flags, where the crowds could see that this was far from being a mere political movement or even a place of cultural regeneration; no this was a chthonic upsurge of the atavistic Germans sprit in all of its berserker splendor, a return to the primal scene of primal people who were no longer going to politely play the game of a defunct civilization but were going to smash it to bits on the altar of themselves. Oh what it must have been like to be there in those great days, to feel the primordial hum of birth the likes the world had only intimated until then. But now on those dark nights which must have made it seem like the very witching hour stirred they were not going to play act but were going to enact eternity itself right there in front of the gods and everyone on the world’s stage. That was Nuremberg, that was what it meant and on cold nights if you listen very hard you can still hear the faint but growing murmur and echo of it. That is you can hear it if you stay still and stay silent for long enough and listen well.
“Support is building among Africa and Caribbean nations for the creation of an international tribunal on atrocities dating to the transatlantic trade of enslaved people, with the United States backing a U.N. panel at the heart of the effort. A tribunal, modeled on other ad-hoc courts such as the Nuremberg trials of Nazi war criminals after World War Two, was proposed last year. It has now gained traction within a broader slavery reparations movement.”
Ah Nuremberg: it’s the Jewish gift that keeps on giving (to them), it’s COD, and will keep us from living if we don’t return it to sender with vehement prejudice. They turned the eerie and majestic city into a low travesty of law and human rights and so a world of pettiness was born where the awesome truth was no longer allowed a place. Instead of noble unfurled bloodied banners and hallowed singing and cold dark nights and ethereal lights and the hopes of people reborn the place was crawling with Jewish lawyers. Jewish lawyers! Is there a more apt symbol for our degraded times, the Jewish lawyers who are the chief purveyors of a superannuated evil, an evil which would have been inconceivable to our ancestors who were not unacquainted with evil. It was those purblind Jews with those big law degrees from big American universities who crawled through Nuremburg with their briefcases stamped with Uncle Sam’s imprimatur and gave us inflated and fake concepts such as “war crimes” and “genocide” and “human rights”—words which have become our misfortune. Of course the real crime of the Germans (which was no crime) was trying to put the Jews down. They tried to put them down like rabid dogs foaming at the mouth, which is the only way you can put down Jews, which is once and for all, to make their existence a rumor and then cast it to where it belongs—into oblivion. It was said of the Germans that you either had them at your feet or at your throat but that is a classic case of projection. Indeed, the Germans historically were the dreamy people, the ones living in the fantasy of the ideal world, the universe next door to which they decided to go again and again, the nation of the poets and the poetic thinkers, the ones who first intuited that the world is a text to be read and deciphered into its most minute detail. Or they were the good-hearted stout man who was perhaps generous to a fault and a bit lumbering, who was as likely to dreams the day away in a field of rye as attack anyone with a pitchfork, or to listen to his family play sweet music come soft summer nights as shoot anyone in the head. But wherever Jews go, wherever they roam, they are the sharp-eyed sellers, they are the ones with their eyes forever on the main chance, the ones with their hand about to go around your neck. And those lawyers in the ancient city bequeathed us their dire diseases, infected the world with their always running sores dressed up preposterously as high ethics. And they left us with their ad hoc rules all right, that is one-off made-up laws which would henceforth govern us, or really one law, the one law that were those trials in nuce: the White man must die. It was Streicher who struck the right note: it was Purim Fest 1946. And it is now Purim Fest all the time. So is it any wonder that some niggers should now try to get in on the act? No, no at all. It makes most eminent sense in a world which is nearing its destined destruction.
“Formally recommended in June 2023 by the U.N. Permanent Forum on People of African Descent, the idea of a special tribunal has been explored further at African and Caribbean regional bodies, said Eric Phillips, a vice-chair of the slavery reparations commission for the Caribbean Community, CARICOM, which groups 15 member states. The scope of any tribunal has not been determined but the U.N. Forum recommended in a preliminary report that it should address reparations for enslavement, apartheid, genocide, and colonialism. Advocates, including within CARICOM and the African Union (AU), which groups 55 nations across the continent, are working to build wider backing for the idea among U.N. members, Phillips said.”
Now the niggers with Jews at their back go in for the kill. They salivate like Pavlov’s dog and they yell Nuremberg! It’s human rights after all and you know a genocide happened. Time to take the White man to book, time to call the White man to the carpet, time to take the White man to the woodshed, time to settle the White man’s hash and fix his wagon. What else are a bunch of stupid niggers wasting their lives away in the Caribbean going to do? They are certainly not going to work for a living or engage in unremitting toil to earn their daily bread, anyone who has observed the niggers for even a nanosecond can be sure of that. Hell no: why would they want to earn their keep? Why would they want to put their shoulder to the grindstone? In the rancid world of today they know that nothing of the sort is demanded of them, in fact nothing is demanded of them at all. No, they have carte blanche to steal and they can dress it up in those very human rights that the Jews created in Nuremberg, rights that theretofore no one on earth ever dreamed existed. It’s all supposedly based on justice between the races, and when a superior race puts their heels on the neck of another, and the lowly one somehow or another managed to wriggle out, they can stand up straight (or as straight as they can) and speechify from the pulpit of the Jewnited Nations and wag their finger and say: give me. At least this is how I read our current history and as far as anyone knows I’ve never once been wrong.
“A special U.N. tribunal would help establish legal norms for complex international and historical reparations claims, its supporters say. Unlike at the Nuremberg trials, nobody directly involved in transatlantic slavery is alive. Asked about the idea of a tribunal, a spokesperson for the British Foreign Office acknowledged the country's role in transatlantic slavery. Advocates for reparations say Western countries and institutions that continue to benefit from the wealth slavery generated should be held accountable, particularly given ongoing legacies of racial discrimination.”
I’m not at all sure what they mean by “complex”—it’s not complex when niggers go begging. That's a simple as a nigger's brain. And the idea that we benefit from our role in slavery is plainly preposterous; net it was a loss of titanic proportions, hell we were in the red the first time a freed nigger raped a White woman, which happened about a nanosecond after he was freed. And it’s been all downhill since then and we take a loss every time a nigger sticks out his hand for a hand out, every time a nigger goes on a crime spree, every time a nigger scratches his fuzzy head and needs help in school, every time a nigger get preferment, every time a nigger hire blows it on the job, every time a nigger goes to the hospital with a head wound her received at the hands of another nigger. And, really, the amazing thing is given all the nigger depredations that we are still standing. But standing we are and those of us who have two good ears, two good eyes, one good heart, and one good brain and are in the habit of using all six simultaneously can still hear that distant echo of the drums that were so insistent at those torch lit rallies in the beautiful city that has come to be so besmirched. But despite the inevitable blemishes that have accrued (how could there not be such given the sordid times we live in?) we can still turn in perfectly to the frequency that was generated all that time ago. It is a perfectly pitched sound and it gets louder and more pronounced by the day; and these niggers and UN Panels with their talk about a New Nuremberg will be washed away when the cleansing power returns. That is no nigger ever made a future and no nigger ever stopped one. And no Jew ever stood a chance before the awesome tribunal of the gods when they finally convene in their final session. The verdict then is guilty and the sentence fair but harsh.
