The Museum Of Racism
Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2023 12:29 am
Douglas Mercer
December 2 2023
In Big Rapids Michigan a big expansion of a big museum of racism is barreling down the pike funded by public boodle and Leviathan largess. They are ladling out the White taxpayer cash and spoon feeding it to the cause of the niggers and making a big show about how White skin evil. This institutional excrescence has been around for a while but now they are ramping it up to industrial speed with the by now tedious and time worn notion that somehow or other the black man in America got a raw deal when, given their origins in throwback voodoo jungle swamps, they never had it so good. Officially titled the Jim Crow Museum Of Racist Imagery the demonic site houses proof positive that this used to be one hell of a good country, one that took no big lip from a low-down negro. They got that little smiling pickanniny eating him some watermelon, they display all about the literacy tests to keep at bay the abomination of the niggers voting, they make great hay out of the emancipation dates and the ubiquitous paeans to Jumpteempth, and they have poorly crafted long paragraphs about how Greyhound Bus had negro lobbies. If you were stultified by generations of assiduous indoctrination you might just walk out thinking that the White race had no reason to live. But the truth is old Aunt Jemima was a cheerful and subservient old coon who never did no one harm, and there is no reason on earth to take her to the woodshed. The ideal of course is no blacks at all but when they were like her the world was an infinitely better and certainly much safer place. But what this trying to be tear jerking maudlin spectacle really shows is the trash that gets put out as history whenever in a nation the Jews get the upper hand. We were living in Utopia now we live in a graveyard of Hebrew devising.
“The Jim Crow Museum of Racist Imagery is the nation's largest publicly accessible collection of artifacts of intolerance. The Museum contextualizes the dreadful impact of Jim Crow laws and customs. The Museum uses objects of intolerance to teach tolerance and promote a more just society. The museum dedicated to enshrining racist memorabilia was given $6 million from state for expansion project.”
They got 18.5 million not that long back to open up their brand-new digs and safe to say all of Jewish officialdom is scrambling all over itself to pony up the shekels to this place so as to secure another institutional anchor in the relentless campaign of White Genocide. They are now a bit straitened in their ability to showcase the some 20,000 objects of racism but they won’t be for long. Soon the sky will be the limit to celebrate the mud people and they will have a gleaming building that will overawe the unwary visitor into thinking that a place like this is anything more than sour grapes, seething resentment, and the bitter fruits of Jewish labor. You will learn about the minstrel shows and the raging popularity of the endearing character called Jim Crow, you will learn that no lynching victim ever raped a White girl and that all of them never did nothing wrong. You will learn that for the vast majority of its history the White people in this country considered negros sub-human and lazy and, against all empirical evidence, you will learn that they were very wrong to do so. It won’t be much of an education, indeed it will be high on the list of the annals of rank miseducation. But then the negros bank on lies and mental fog to make people think that they are human and worth the weight of the place you are standing in.
“Officials are set to break ground on the new building in 2025, according to the museum’s website, adding that so far the campus has raised $14 million of a $22 million goal. Once the building is complete, the museum can be moved from the bottom floor of the campus library to its own facility. An image of the planned building shows it’s a large, two-story structure.”
One thing you know for sure is that no grinning lawn jockey will adorn the lawns in front of this architectural travesty. No, the building of it was a coveted prize for the firms who vied for it. Is there anything the maggots in the field would like to have more on their CV than the fact that they pitched into exalt the negros and lay the White man low? No sir. It’s a feather in their cap and the crowning glory of their history, as it can never hurt one’s slippery and sinister slide up the greasy pole than to be seen to have done the Jews a good turn. This is real street cred and social capital for the firm; as for the university they are now set to be the biggest pooh bah of all when it comes to the racist object boondoggle (or coondoggle if you will), they will have corned the market on the egregious enterprise. And every anti-racist scholar will know that if they want to write the umpteenth book about the racism in America or the White Supremacy in once White lands, a pilgrimage to this nigger holy site is a must. Indeed, it may even become an official stop on that Civil Rights Trail, which is not really even a trail but only a scattering of sites where the White man is taken to task for pursuing his destiny and where the weak minded can gasp in horror at the bullet ridden sign about Emmett Till. After all if you can showcase a refrigerator magnet depicting a smiling black mammy flashing the ever-present toothy grin can your vault up the ladder of black history month be far behind?
“A large tree with a noose hanging from one of its branches, KKK robes, and whites only signs are among the thousands of artifacts on display at a museum at Ferris State University that is undergoing a major expansion project. The public university in Michigan houses the Jim Crow Museum, which has been part of the campus for many years. Now the vast collection of what the university dubs racist memorabilia” is slated to get its own building thanks to a capital campaign underway.”
All sorts of money is lavished on a insidious project like this. Their coffers are filled to the brim and flowing over, as the philanthropic and corporate world like nothing more than to take yet another shot at their mortal enemies the White race. They say that the centerpiece of the place is a tree with a noose hanging from it, after all of the black face and the watermelons, and Klan hoods and the images of an obscenely pregnant negro with the caption that says I went all the way wif LBJ, and after all of the no dogs negros or Mexicans (which is an insult to man’s best friend) signs, after the pilgrims have purchased the obligatory book by the nigger Pilgrim, and after you see Cream Of Wheat having the black man speaking ebonics, after all of that the tree and that noose is the contemplative place in this commemorative space. It’s the place they want the visitor to go and be solemn and serious, and take stock of his country, and find its past most definitely wanting. For everyone knows that the sign that says coon coon coon inevitably leads to that famous tree and that infamous noose, where yet another Leroy was strung up like strange fruit and that Leroy didn’t touch her. In fact he’ll swear up and down about it on a stack of fried chicken.
“Officially titled The Jim Crow Museum of Racist Imagery it was founded nearly two decades ago and is home to a collection of around 20,000 objects that depict racism toward African Americans. Visitors to the museum, which is open to the public, are greeted with the explanation that the museum uses objects of intolerance to teach tolerance and promote social justice. Many students at Ferris State are required to visit the museum as part of one of their classes. The museum also encourages local high schools to bring students on field trips, which includes a lesson plan that asks educators to help students become aware of their bias.”
Of course if you are going to get a degree at this infamous school you are required to get your ticket punched at this museum. You can’t go to Lourdes without seeing the Sanctuary or drinking the holy water, you can’t go to Mecca and not raise your backside in the air and pray to the dog god, you can’t go to Selma and not see where John Lewis got whupped upside the head, and you surely can’t go walk the Trail of Tears without shedding a few yourself. As for the High Schoolers they say it’s optional but you know they will be shamed and shanghaied into getting on the bus in order to learn about the horrors of the back of the bus. And the young White kids who are all but forced to go will have to gaze on the cartoon of a watermelon evolving into coon (devolving is more like it) and one that says beware of blacks. Supposedly suitably chastised and chastened the White student can then reflect on his own racism, the racism of his people, abjure any other future for himself than slavishly worshipping blacks, and any and all future for his people. By the time the day is over and he’s back at school he will have an awful lot to think about, that is if he is not jolted from this devious dogmatic slumber he’ll never think again.
“The museum is run by David Pilgrim, vice president for diversity and inclusion at Ferris State University. Pilgrim states on the website that he collects racist objects to understand the many ways that these objects reflected and shaped attitudes toward African Americans. The university — which is located in a very small city of only 9,000 residents — justifies the expense of maintaining the museum by arguing that the university’s founder, Woodbridge Ferris, was a champion of civil rights and sought to create a diverse institution.”
How grimly appropriate that a nigger named Pilgrim is the go to guru for this nigger holy site to which hosts of anti-racists pilgrims will grimly trek. In the black upper echelon of grievance and grift monsters he’s now a big wig and grandee and he will grandstand all the live long day inveighing against White people. He will be much sought after to discourse unpersuasively about the contents and meaning of his “collection” which really amounts to little more than the humorous depictions that White people used to like to make about the strange dark creatures who unfortunately lived among them. He’ll command symposia and colloquia, and he’ll write book upon book getting fat off the land that was once ours. And his future will be stratospheric, after all he was the guy who hunted down those tchotchkes of little stupid niggers with sunny dispositions content to wile the days away wallowing in abject ignorance. If that doesn’t get you invited among the alleged best and brightest and become one of the supposedly beautiful people, what would? Hell, if you look closely you can see him smiling beatifically with Henry Gates and it doesn’t get more malign or maleficent than that.
“The museum includes many traditional items of Jim Crow memorabilia, like various Whites Only signs. Everyday items on display also include lighters, postcards, jewelry, Halloween masks, fishing lures, sheet music, detergent boxes and more. There are also more graphic artifacts and images, including a life-sized tree in the middle of the museum with a noose hanging from it, as well as chains, whips, and a dedicated section of n-word caricatures, including a T-shirt that states I love N- that are dead! and a N- family tree, which depicts a family tree of nooses."
Yes indeed they will tell you all about the horrors of Jim Crow, the very famous color line that in the end proved to be an ineffective stop gap measure that when Jews came here to roost evaporated like evanescent wisps in the hot summer sun. They will inculcate you into the mysteries of White Supremacy, tell you all about race castes and second-class citizens, about Whites as a chosen people and blacks as cursed servants; craniologists, and race scientists, and eugenicists will come in for a whipping, and the phrenologists and the social Darwinists will not escape the lash. Segregation will be on the chopping block and will lose its head, integration will be deemed a sacred principle. The words nigger, coon and darkie will be lamented with ululating wailing, and stereotypes like the simple but happy negro or the criminal negro or the negro dancing a jig to the strains of a fiddle will be bathed in opprobrium. They will tell you that even children games showed black people as inferior beings but here they are wrong; it was especially children’s games, because that was a good way to warn the young of the dangers and perils in their midst and not to mistake a servile negro for the real thing, because always beneath the smile lay a beast ready to defile and attack.
“There is also an entire display of KKK robes, hoods, books, flags, weapons, klan children, and many different photographs of real KKK members. The museum also includes many different children’s toys, dolls, GI Joe figures, games and books, such as Little Rascals. Items such as a Raggedy Ann Doll, several games of Old Maid, and a copy of Walt Disney’s Uncle Remus are also displayed. There is also an exhibit containing Barack Obama political objects and campaign items, a few of which include a Barack Obama chia pet, Halloween masks, disappoint-mints, and even a shirt depicting President Obama being lynched.”
The big museum of racism is coming into its own now, soon it will be all spiffed up with monstrous new building and they can give world class tours of the Jewish ideology of our age. You can learn about black musicians and composers and thinkers you never heard of and surely never needed to and you can hear stories about how the darkies used to have to ride the hog train in soiled clothes. And you can see the image that elicits horror upon horror in the negro heart because down deep they know it cuts too close to the bone. It shows a partially clad blonde while in the back is a dangerous looking negro in work clothes eying her like he’s already pawing her. Above are words: The man—negro; the woman-White; the payoff: Lynch! Simple as really and time was when that was just the obvious small change of life. The museum portrays this in the most lurid terms:
“When a knock is heard at the door a White woman shudders with nameless horror. The black brute is lurking in the dark, a monstrous beast, crazed with lust. His ferocity is almost demoniacal. A mad bull or tiger could scarcely be more brutal. A whole community is frenzied with horror, with the blind and furious rage for vengeance.”
Time was when that vengeance was a law of nature observed always in the observance and never in the breach. Time was too when our leaders had their head screwed on right about the nature of the negro. The museum makes great moment that no less a person than George Washington saw the negro with clear and unclouded eyes:
“In 1792, George Washington wrote a letter to his estate manager at Mount Vernon. In the letter, George Washington addressed some issues about dogs on the estate. Washington was very clear about his expectations about African Americans and their ownership of dogs. Washington wrote that it is not for any good purpose Negros raise, or keep dogs; but to aid them in their night robberies; for it is astonish to see the command under which their dogs are. Washington also stated that if a negro presumes under any pretense whatsoever, to preserve, or bring one into the family, that he shall be severely punished, and the dog hanged.”
Which isn’t half bad at all; time was when this was a White man’s land and no one ever thought otherwise. It was made by and for the White man and should have been so into the eternal future. But now the dark man has the strong hand aided by the Jews, and many too many of our own cower and cringe and traipse though a museum such as this with its reprehensible slanders and lies. They say that though a preponderance of the White race has come under the Jewish and negro spell the dogs, being closer to feral nature, are under no such illusion. They don’t like the black man and will instinctively snarl in their presence. Which of course is more than enough to be the ever loyal best friend of the White man. As for that tableau at Mt Vernon they got most of it right but got mixed up at the end. They should have hung the nigger and kept the dog. The father of our country should have done nothing less.
December 2 2023
In Big Rapids Michigan a big expansion of a big museum of racism is barreling down the pike funded by public boodle and Leviathan largess. They are ladling out the White taxpayer cash and spoon feeding it to the cause of the niggers and making a big show about how White skin evil. This institutional excrescence has been around for a while but now they are ramping it up to industrial speed with the by now tedious and time worn notion that somehow or other the black man in America got a raw deal when, given their origins in throwback voodoo jungle swamps, they never had it so good. Officially titled the Jim Crow Museum Of Racist Imagery the demonic site houses proof positive that this used to be one hell of a good country, one that took no big lip from a low-down negro. They got that little smiling pickanniny eating him some watermelon, they display all about the literacy tests to keep at bay the abomination of the niggers voting, they make great hay out of the emancipation dates and the ubiquitous paeans to Jumpteempth, and they have poorly crafted long paragraphs about how Greyhound Bus had negro lobbies. If you were stultified by generations of assiduous indoctrination you might just walk out thinking that the White race had no reason to live. But the truth is old Aunt Jemima was a cheerful and subservient old coon who never did no one harm, and there is no reason on earth to take her to the woodshed. The ideal of course is no blacks at all but when they were like her the world was an infinitely better and certainly much safer place. But what this trying to be tear jerking maudlin spectacle really shows is the trash that gets put out as history whenever in a nation the Jews get the upper hand. We were living in Utopia now we live in a graveyard of Hebrew devising.
“The Jim Crow Museum of Racist Imagery is the nation's largest publicly accessible collection of artifacts of intolerance. The Museum contextualizes the dreadful impact of Jim Crow laws and customs. The Museum uses objects of intolerance to teach tolerance and promote a more just society. The museum dedicated to enshrining racist memorabilia was given $6 million from state for expansion project.”
They got 18.5 million not that long back to open up their brand-new digs and safe to say all of Jewish officialdom is scrambling all over itself to pony up the shekels to this place so as to secure another institutional anchor in the relentless campaign of White Genocide. They are now a bit straitened in their ability to showcase the some 20,000 objects of racism but they won’t be for long. Soon the sky will be the limit to celebrate the mud people and they will have a gleaming building that will overawe the unwary visitor into thinking that a place like this is anything more than sour grapes, seething resentment, and the bitter fruits of Jewish labor. You will learn about the minstrel shows and the raging popularity of the endearing character called Jim Crow, you will learn that no lynching victim ever raped a White girl and that all of them never did nothing wrong. You will learn that for the vast majority of its history the White people in this country considered negros sub-human and lazy and, against all empirical evidence, you will learn that they were very wrong to do so. It won’t be much of an education, indeed it will be high on the list of the annals of rank miseducation. But then the negros bank on lies and mental fog to make people think that they are human and worth the weight of the place you are standing in.
“Officials are set to break ground on the new building in 2025, according to the museum’s website, adding that so far the campus has raised $14 million of a $22 million goal. Once the building is complete, the museum can be moved from the bottom floor of the campus library to its own facility. An image of the planned building shows it’s a large, two-story structure.”
One thing you know for sure is that no grinning lawn jockey will adorn the lawns in front of this architectural travesty. No, the building of it was a coveted prize for the firms who vied for it. Is there anything the maggots in the field would like to have more on their CV than the fact that they pitched into exalt the negros and lay the White man low? No sir. It’s a feather in their cap and the crowning glory of their history, as it can never hurt one’s slippery and sinister slide up the greasy pole than to be seen to have done the Jews a good turn. This is real street cred and social capital for the firm; as for the university they are now set to be the biggest pooh bah of all when it comes to the racist object boondoggle (or coondoggle if you will), they will have corned the market on the egregious enterprise. And every anti-racist scholar will know that if they want to write the umpteenth book about the racism in America or the White Supremacy in once White lands, a pilgrimage to this nigger holy site is a must. Indeed, it may even become an official stop on that Civil Rights Trail, which is not really even a trail but only a scattering of sites where the White man is taken to task for pursuing his destiny and where the weak minded can gasp in horror at the bullet ridden sign about Emmett Till. After all if you can showcase a refrigerator magnet depicting a smiling black mammy flashing the ever-present toothy grin can your vault up the ladder of black history month be far behind?
“A large tree with a noose hanging from one of its branches, KKK robes, and whites only signs are among the thousands of artifacts on display at a museum at Ferris State University that is undergoing a major expansion project. The public university in Michigan houses the Jim Crow Museum, which has been part of the campus for many years. Now the vast collection of what the university dubs racist memorabilia” is slated to get its own building thanks to a capital campaign underway.”
All sorts of money is lavished on a insidious project like this. Their coffers are filled to the brim and flowing over, as the philanthropic and corporate world like nothing more than to take yet another shot at their mortal enemies the White race. They say that the centerpiece of the place is a tree with a noose hanging from it, after all of the black face and the watermelons, and Klan hoods and the images of an obscenely pregnant negro with the caption that says I went all the way wif LBJ, and after all of the no dogs negros or Mexicans (which is an insult to man’s best friend) signs, after the pilgrims have purchased the obligatory book by the nigger Pilgrim, and after you see Cream Of Wheat having the black man speaking ebonics, after all of that the tree and that noose is the contemplative place in this commemorative space. It’s the place they want the visitor to go and be solemn and serious, and take stock of his country, and find its past most definitely wanting. For everyone knows that the sign that says coon coon coon inevitably leads to that famous tree and that infamous noose, where yet another Leroy was strung up like strange fruit and that Leroy didn’t touch her. In fact he’ll swear up and down about it on a stack of fried chicken.
“Officially titled The Jim Crow Museum of Racist Imagery it was founded nearly two decades ago and is home to a collection of around 20,000 objects that depict racism toward African Americans. Visitors to the museum, which is open to the public, are greeted with the explanation that the museum uses objects of intolerance to teach tolerance and promote social justice. Many students at Ferris State are required to visit the museum as part of one of their classes. The museum also encourages local high schools to bring students on field trips, which includes a lesson plan that asks educators to help students become aware of their bias.”
Of course if you are going to get a degree at this infamous school you are required to get your ticket punched at this museum. You can’t go to Lourdes without seeing the Sanctuary or drinking the holy water, you can’t go to Mecca and not raise your backside in the air and pray to the dog god, you can’t go to Selma and not see where John Lewis got whupped upside the head, and you surely can’t go walk the Trail of Tears without shedding a few yourself. As for the High Schoolers they say it’s optional but you know they will be shamed and shanghaied into getting on the bus in order to learn about the horrors of the back of the bus. And the young White kids who are all but forced to go will have to gaze on the cartoon of a watermelon evolving into coon (devolving is more like it) and one that says beware of blacks. Supposedly suitably chastised and chastened the White student can then reflect on his own racism, the racism of his people, abjure any other future for himself than slavishly worshipping blacks, and any and all future for his people. By the time the day is over and he’s back at school he will have an awful lot to think about, that is if he is not jolted from this devious dogmatic slumber he’ll never think again.
“The museum is run by David Pilgrim, vice president for diversity and inclusion at Ferris State University. Pilgrim states on the website that he collects racist objects to understand the many ways that these objects reflected and shaped attitudes toward African Americans. The university — which is located in a very small city of only 9,000 residents — justifies the expense of maintaining the museum by arguing that the university’s founder, Woodbridge Ferris, was a champion of civil rights and sought to create a diverse institution.”
How grimly appropriate that a nigger named Pilgrim is the go to guru for this nigger holy site to which hosts of anti-racists pilgrims will grimly trek. In the black upper echelon of grievance and grift monsters he’s now a big wig and grandee and he will grandstand all the live long day inveighing against White people. He will be much sought after to discourse unpersuasively about the contents and meaning of his “collection” which really amounts to little more than the humorous depictions that White people used to like to make about the strange dark creatures who unfortunately lived among them. He’ll command symposia and colloquia, and he’ll write book upon book getting fat off the land that was once ours. And his future will be stratospheric, after all he was the guy who hunted down those tchotchkes of little stupid niggers with sunny dispositions content to wile the days away wallowing in abject ignorance. If that doesn’t get you invited among the alleged best and brightest and become one of the supposedly beautiful people, what would? Hell, if you look closely you can see him smiling beatifically with Henry Gates and it doesn’t get more malign or maleficent than that.
“The museum includes many traditional items of Jim Crow memorabilia, like various Whites Only signs. Everyday items on display also include lighters, postcards, jewelry, Halloween masks, fishing lures, sheet music, detergent boxes and more. There are also more graphic artifacts and images, including a life-sized tree in the middle of the museum with a noose hanging from it, as well as chains, whips, and a dedicated section of n-word caricatures, including a T-shirt that states I love N- that are dead! and a N- family tree, which depicts a family tree of nooses."
Yes indeed they will tell you all about the horrors of Jim Crow, the very famous color line that in the end proved to be an ineffective stop gap measure that when Jews came here to roost evaporated like evanescent wisps in the hot summer sun. They will inculcate you into the mysteries of White Supremacy, tell you all about race castes and second-class citizens, about Whites as a chosen people and blacks as cursed servants; craniologists, and race scientists, and eugenicists will come in for a whipping, and the phrenologists and the social Darwinists will not escape the lash. Segregation will be on the chopping block and will lose its head, integration will be deemed a sacred principle. The words nigger, coon and darkie will be lamented with ululating wailing, and stereotypes like the simple but happy negro or the criminal negro or the negro dancing a jig to the strains of a fiddle will be bathed in opprobrium. They will tell you that even children games showed black people as inferior beings but here they are wrong; it was especially children’s games, because that was a good way to warn the young of the dangers and perils in their midst and not to mistake a servile negro for the real thing, because always beneath the smile lay a beast ready to defile and attack.
“There is also an entire display of KKK robes, hoods, books, flags, weapons, klan children, and many different photographs of real KKK members. The museum also includes many different children’s toys, dolls, GI Joe figures, games and books, such as Little Rascals. Items such as a Raggedy Ann Doll, several games of Old Maid, and a copy of Walt Disney’s Uncle Remus are also displayed. There is also an exhibit containing Barack Obama political objects and campaign items, a few of which include a Barack Obama chia pet, Halloween masks, disappoint-mints, and even a shirt depicting President Obama being lynched.”
The big museum of racism is coming into its own now, soon it will be all spiffed up with monstrous new building and they can give world class tours of the Jewish ideology of our age. You can learn about black musicians and composers and thinkers you never heard of and surely never needed to and you can hear stories about how the darkies used to have to ride the hog train in soiled clothes. And you can see the image that elicits horror upon horror in the negro heart because down deep they know it cuts too close to the bone. It shows a partially clad blonde while in the back is a dangerous looking negro in work clothes eying her like he’s already pawing her. Above are words: The man—negro; the woman-White; the payoff: Lynch! Simple as really and time was when that was just the obvious small change of life. The museum portrays this in the most lurid terms:
“When a knock is heard at the door a White woman shudders with nameless horror. The black brute is lurking in the dark, a monstrous beast, crazed with lust. His ferocity is almost demoniacal. A mad bull or tiger could scarcely be more brutal. A whole community is frenzied with horror, with the blind and furious rage for vengeance.”
Time was when that vengeance was a law of nature observed always in the observance and never in the breach. Time was too when our leaders had their head screwed on right about the nature of the negro. The museum makes great moment that no less a person than George Washington saw the negro with clear and unclouded eyes:
“In 1792, George Washington wrote a letter to his estate manager at Mount Vernon. In the letter, George Washington addressed some issues about dogs on the estate. Washington was very clear about his expectations about African Americans and their ownership of dogs. Washington wrote that it is not for any good purpose Negros raise, or keep dogs; but to aid them in their night robberies; for it is astonish to see the command under which their dogs are. Washington also stated that if a negro presumes under any pretense whatsoever, to preserve, or bring one into the family, that he shall be severely punished, and the dog hanged.”
Which isn’t half bad at all; time was when this was a White man’s land and no one ever thought otherwise. It was made by and for the White man and should have been so into the eternal future. But now the dark man has the strong hand aided by the Jews, and many too many of our own cower and cringe and traipse though a museum such as this with its reprehensible slanders and lies. They say that though a preponderance of the White race has come under the Jewish and negro spell the dogs, being closer to feral nature, are under no such illusion. They don’t like the black man and will instinctively snarl in their presence. Which of course is more than enough to be the ever loyal best friend of the White man. As for that tableau at Mt Vernon they got most of it right but got mixed up at the end. They should have hung the nigger and kept the dog. The father of our country should have done nothing less.
