Douglas Mercer
September 15 2023
If at first you don’t succeed try try again. That seems to be the mantra when it comes to their white whale: dead brown kids in unmarked graves. So fulsome is their ideological lust for these dead brown kids that they will go to any length to find them. No sooner did they get caught with their pants down and egg all over their ugly faces when that search for the grail like dead brown kids in Canada turned up bupkes then they are right back at it. Once bitten twice shy? Hell no! No sooner was the ink dry on the one or two articles that finally told the truth about their sorry search and they are right back in the fray just like the first ignominious failure never happened. The story in Canada melted faster than an eight day old birthday cake left out in the searing summer sun but not for a single minute did that give them pause, and straightaway they are off on the quest for the rusted ring again. You’d think that this time they would get all their ducks in a row and have at least one bona fide dead brown kid in their pockets before they cried reprehensible racism but no; they can’t help themselves and one dubious ping on a radar sends them into unparalleled paroxysms of joy and anti-racism. Instead of keeping cool and keeping their counsel and their cards close to their chests they become emotionally unregulated and blurt it out like their ideational loot is in the bag and bank; one strand or shred of shaky “evidence” and they run like chickens with their heads cut off. And as lunatic cock-eyed optimists they go off half-cocked as if they were a particularly evil and demented Quixote tilting at dead brown kids. This insatiable inability to control themselves is because this quarry is so crucial to them, it is their wet dream and nest egg, it is their there’s gold in them thar hills; you know they won’t find squat but to such an emotional pitch of fevered frenzy have they worked themselves that it would come as a surprise to no one sentient that they’d toss a few bones in the empty pits just to save face. These people will never learn because for them the story of some old colonial White racists killing a misshapen pygmy abo is the Pavlovian bell which gets their mouths watering the minute it’s still just a gleam in their eyes.
“Multiple sites of possible secret or clandestine burials have been discovered on the grounds of one of the most violent and abusive institutions of the Stolen Generation Ear – Kinchela Aboriginal Boys’ Training Home on the north coast of New South Wales. At least nine suspicious sites of possible graves have been identified by experts surveying the area using ground penetrating radar (GPR), Guardian Australia can reveal.”
On September 8 2023 a new round of hunting began as word came down that there might be dead brown kids in the ground in Australia. Up in Canada they told us it was a dead certainty that there were dead brown kids in the ground but soon the anti-climactic truth came out that there were none. But that won’t chasten or make crestfallen the Jews or the world’s elites (if that is not redundant) and they have alerted the press and they will bring in the giant earth movers to move heaven and earth to find one shred of them. No stone will be left unturned in this endeavor, they’ve already all but promised us that that ground is a charnel house of bones and a ghoulish lime pit of what is left of that so called Stolen Generation. Back then the White man tried to give them some civili-ma-zation and show them that there was more to life than visceral grunting, picking bugs out of your lice ridden hair, furrowing your gargantuan and freakishly large brow ridge, narrowing your eyes in a stupor filled incomprehension, and digging grubs out of the ground. That was a mistake on the part of the White man: we should have exterminated the lot of them or, failing that, left them to their devices and their vices. But live and learn they say; though the aboriginals have no ability to learn, and you can’t call what they do living. But just because they are the dead-end street of evolution will not stop them from having their handlers plow the earth and turn over tons of sod in the vain hopes of vindicating them; just one measly brown tot is all they will ask for, and if they ever did find one (they won’t) it will be prayers answered. And they’ll photograph it ad nauseam and that dead kid will be as world famous as that other fake dead kid, the one that was a refugee (they say) who washed up in Syria and set a million hearts a aflutter.
“The New South Wales government is aware of the discovery and received a report on the survey six months ago. The report highlighted high priority anomalies in the ground at the home, which show signal patterns that in other contexts have proven to be human burials and cannot be explained by other information sources. Some evidence supports the use of cadaver dogs in finding buried human remains, the report said.”
Cadaver dogs! How suitably gruesome and garishly and glaringly ghoulish. They’ll trot out those canine sleuths and have then sniffing through what they hope to God is the graveyard. The government was alerted straightaway as this is now top priority. The world waits with bated breath to see what they find, and there has to be at least a few sane officials who think they should take a deep breath, sleep on it, and hit pause before they start counting their dead brown kids before they have hatched. But those sober and judicious spoilsports won’t spoil the thrill running up and down their spines; the government knows that if they can just find even a single dead brown kid that dead brown kid will be worth his weight in gold. If they don’t find anything, if they merely toss the dirt to no avail, you’d say imagine their chagrin but there won’t be any of that; they have no shame and being mortified is beyond their comprehension. They’ll just post a two-line article on page one million and five in an obscure two sheet pamphlet published deep in the wilderness of the Outback and let the original story linger. That’s what they have done in Canada and it worked quite well for them. Most people still go around saying that they did find the bodies. Why, didn’t they say as much on the television? And didn’t the Pope make a special Papal visit due to it? No way that can’t be true.
“The report added there is a possibility that graves may occur in other areas not already investigated. It recommended further physical searches of the entire property near the town of Kempsey. If human remains are found in those areas, the report said they would likely be of the clandestine burial type and not typical Christian burials. It is understood the report’s authors urge caution about interpreting the results, as some of the anomalies could be archaeological as well as forensic. If forensic (less than 100 years old), police would need to be called in. However the authors note the only way to determine for sure if there are bodies buried on the site is to excavate.”
Yes sir they are digging for racism down under. It’s not just graves but “clandestine” graves, them old White guys had the draconian law of Omerta when it came to their genocide, they skulked around in the dead of night when they thought no one was looking and dumped that trash in the ground. But they didn’t count on radar and cadaver dogs, and an anti-racism lunacy so feral in its force that it would dig to the center of the earth to find their buried treasure. They’ll send canaries down in the coal mine, or miners with weeks supplies of oxygen, they’ll bore holes upon holes and go deeper and deeper to the center of the planet if need be, because proof positive of the malign nature of White people is worth the candle and worth all the effort in the world. But one day even if it is not publicized like these “strange anomalies” were they will have to have their big reveal. And behind door number one is: well, sorry to say, doodly squat. It will turn out to have been a wild goose chase, a red herring, and a MacGuffin all rolled into one. Carry on they will say, if they say anything. Never Mind. And get your head back on the chopping block White man while you’re at it.
“The survivor organization Kinchela Boys’ Home Aboriginal Corporation (KBHAC) is calling on the NSW and federal governments to urgently fund further searches of the entire property. They also want excavation at the high-priority areas to determine whether some may be children who died at Kinchela and were buried in secret. The report was prepared by archaeologists for the NSW government at the request of the Kinchela survivors, who have long maintained that Aboriginal boys died at the home, either as a result of brutal physical punishment and neglect or because they may have met with foul play.”
Notice how they glom on to the “survivor” title; the Jews have taught them all too well. If you crown yourself with the title of survivor the whole world will sigh sadly with syrupy and saccharine soul searching. These were survivors? Well, something mighty bad must have happened to them and it must have been the result of callous White people being White people. Survivors has a real cachet which shows that we have fallen on evil days. These Stolen Generation wash outs got their big start in the limelight when Kevin Branagh played big White meanie A.O. Neville (called Mr. Devil) in the by now justly forgotten film Rabbit-Proof Fence. It was the predictable as a stop watch account of half sable skinned savages who were removed from a life of squalor and given a little White uplift. The very notion that Europeans would have engaged in sexual congress with antediluvian throwbacks such as this boggles the mind; but then from time to time you learn that some moral renegade has copulated with a barnyard animal which is about what this amounts to. And instead of just writing off this freakish offspring to the inevitable circling of the bowl they had a not bright idea. The half castes would grow up to marry Whites and eventually the black blood would be bred into oblivion. What foolish notions rattle in the minds of men can be demonstrated by this scheme; the black taint would always have been there; better would have been draconian segregation or, even better, wholesale slaughter. But in the event the plan came to naught; and the search for them in the bowels of the earth is now a number one national priority. More and more of our great White race better to learn fast or we will not be living.
“In late June, the KBHAC board wrote to the NSW government to notify it of their unanimous preference for urgent excavation and other archaeological work to begin at the site. In the letter, seen by Guardian Australia, the KBHAC board said it wanted all high-priority areas to be excavated and relevant approvals be provided by the Heritage Council of NSW to undertake the work.”
This is job number one down under, of that you can be certain. Everything will give way before it, they’ll work around the clock like nobody’s business, and they will want some bodies fetched up out of those ever deeper and still deeper wells and ghastly gaping holes or they are going to want to know why. You’d hate to be the foreman who has to break the delicate news that they came up empty handed or the guy who has to figure out how they can fake it good and hard without getting caught. But then the entire world’s media wants to believe there are dead brown kids in the ground, they have been taught that such a thing has to be true. You could take some dried up dingo bones, cover them with dirt, and display them under glass at a big press conference and you would not have to twist any journalistic arms to get them to proclaim that pay dirt was hit. For in the annals of White genocide new and more outrageous falsehoods need to be created, the fire needs to fed with more and more lachrymose logs. To keep the gulls on the line they need more headlines about secret or clandestine graves to send serial shudders down the compliant spines. And if genocide is something you have to package and sell and trade on the open market there is no better advertisement for it than some long dead brown kids crushed by the Master Race. It’s all fake of course but that never once stopped them in their tracks.
Unmarked Graves Redux
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Re: Unmarked Graves Redux
Linda Burney says Australia is still coming to grips with its history 15 years after the apology to the Stolen Generations.
