Race Traitor
Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2024 3:34 pm
Douglas Mercer
August 11 2024
The mystery meat race potpourri (she’s got some nigger, wog, and god knows what other horrors in her gene pool) Kamala Harris has picked a nondescript nobody and nonentity to run as her Vice President, and you’d think to play second fiddle to that kind of human excrement would be beneath the dignity of anyone. But Tim Walz has no dignity, his ancestry is German and Swedish but he has nothing in common with the great men of his lineage, he’d sooner sell them out than look at them, he won’t be like any antique Roman and take down the mask of his forebears from the wall and wear it on sacred holidays. That is he’s one of those “white dudes for Harris” which you hear so much about, and nothing is more repellent than that, if they called themselves White Dudes For White Race Suicide at least they would be honest. Walz was the governor of Minnesota in 2020 and I’m sure you remember that was when the niggers were given the run of the place and told to go create as much destruction as they could, do it as quickly and flagrantly as possible, and leave no stone unturned when it came to razing and leveling the last remaining vestiges of Whiteness in the world. And you don’t have to tell a nigger twice to go on desecration sprees, and you don’t have to invite them more than once to loot, pillage, and burn. No, sir, that’s what comes natural to the nigger, smashing and ruin is the nigger’s home element like a rat in a particularly dank and fetid sewer. And as the leader of a state where the niggers were in such nigger heaven, Walz toed the Jew line like all other leaders in America and did not deign to touch a single hair on the nappy nigger heads, he just let them run wild until after some weeks their inherent laziness took over and they stopped. Walz once boo hooed about racial inequities which were “laid bare” by the (justified) killing of George Floyd and in order to combat this he had one of those big think educational initiatives which included efforts to “tailor academic standards to be reflective of students of color” which means if darkie don’t know a thing it “aint no matter” and the sable cretin will be given a pass to the next grade where he can continue his obstinate recalcitrance in terms of never once using his brain (such as it is to begin with). They said that Walz’s school spending plan had a racial equity focus and that’s an understatement if there ever was one, he was catering to the erstwhile cotton pickers like it was no one’s business, and something came to the fore with the egregious name of Equity, Diversity and Inclusion Center, three things which all good White men worth their salt oppose vehemently. Walz wanted to ensure that the schools give an “accurate” account of the Indian experience in America, but you can be sure the teachers won’t highlight their whiskey drinking and terrible penchant for living off the government, nor their native and deep dyed shiftlessness. No, as the highest-ranking official in a state which in 2020 was the epicenter of nigger violence and stupidity he should have been buying buckets of grape shot hand over fist but instead he rolled over like a little lamb and laid bare his throat and ours to be cut by a nigger shiv that was given to them by Jews. The lying Jewish press likes to portray Walz as having an everyman workday persona, a just folks demeanor, he grew up in Nebraska for the love of God. But in fact he’s just a zero and a human null set who has never questioned what a Jew told him; his daughter was privy to some secret information about law enforcement intentions related to the nigger marauding that fatal year and as a dutiful cog on Team Nigger Love she handed it over to the “protestors.” You know in the miserable heart of that little wretch she harbors more than fantasies about a big black buck ravaging her, so to do her part in reparations, it might not be enough to make up for slavery, and they smell horrible, but she’s glad to play her prescribed role like a dutiful little anti-White robot. And Walz’s wife has gone on the record as saying that during the time when her state was being turned over to the tar monsters she kept the windows of her home open so she could breathe in what is to her the sacred smell of burning tires. As she sipped her wine and leafed through the Better Home And Gardens catalogue, she smelled the fragrance of nigger mayhem, and you now for her it was a heady and deliciously intoxicating brew, and life was good. The niggers were getting some long-delayed justice, the Jewish plan was hitting its stride, and the whole place was going up in flames as she wholly believed it needed to. That was her version of it smelling like victory, and her husband was playing his part by doing nothing to stop it, they being paid-up members in the tribe of nigger lovers. And that’s one wife that someone like Tim Walz can be proud of, because there is nothing more they would like to happen to America than for the whole place to reek a nigger reek, for dirty Mexicans to soil the place, and that Whiteness will never once again see the light of day. It’s the official position of the American government now and Tim Walz, an American everyman, will never question it for one single moment. The great man William Pierce knew what to do with such creatures, and it had nothing to do with elevating them to the position of a Vice-Presidential Candidate; it had to do with lampposts. For the love of the White race we will call it long overdue justice.
August 11 2024
The mystery meat race potpourri (she’s got some nigger, wog, and god knows what other horrors in her gene pool) Kamala Harris has picked a nondescript nobody and nonentity to run as her Vice President, and you’d think to play second fiddle to that kind of human excrement would be beneath the dignity of anyone. But Tim Walz has no dignity, his ancestry is German and Swedish but he has nothing in common with the great men of his lineage, he’d sooner sell them out than look at them, he won’t be like any antique Roman and take down the mask of his forebears from the wall and wear it on sacred holidays. That is he’s one of those “white dudes for Harris” which you hear so much about, and nothing is more repellent than that, if they called themselves White Dudes For White Race Suicide at least they would be honest. Walz was the governor of Minnesota in 2020 and I’m sure you remember that was when the niggers were given the run of the place and told to go create as much destruction as they could, do it as quickly and flagrantly as possible, and leave no stone unturned when it came to razing and leveling the last remaining vestiges of Whiteness in the world. And you don’t have to tell a nigger twice to go on desecration sprees, and you don’t have to invite them more than once to loot, pillage, and burn. No, sir, that’s what comes natural to the nigger, smashing and ruin is the nigger’s home element like a rat in a particularly dank and fetid sewer. And as the leader of a state where the niggers were in such nigger heaven, Walz toed the Jew line like all other leaders in America and did not deign to touch a single hair on the nappy nigger heads, he just let them run wild until after some weeks their inherent laziness took over and they stopped. Walz once boo hooed about racial inequities which were “laid bare” by the (justified) killing of George Floyd and in order to combat this he had one of those big think educational initiatives which included efforts to “tailor academic standards to be reflective of students of color” which means if darkie don’t know a thing it “aint no matter” and the sable cretin will be given a pass to the next grade where he can continue his obstinate recalcitrance in terms of never once using his brain (such as it is to begin with). They said that Walz’s school spending plan had a racial equity focus and that’s an understatement if there ever was one, he was catering to the erstwhile cotton pickers like it was no one’s business, and something came to the fore with the egregious name of Equity, Diversity and Inclusion Center, three things which all good White men worth their salt oppose vehemently. Walz wanted to ensure that the schools give an “accurate” account of the Indian experience in America, but you can be sure the teachers won’t highlight their whiskey drinking and terrible penchant for living off the government, nor their native and deep dyed shiftlessness. No, as the highest-ranking official in a state which in 2020 was the epicenter of nigger violence and stupidity he should have been buying buckets of grape shot hand over fist but instead he rolled over like a little lamb and laid bare his throat and ours to be cut by a nigger shiv that was given to them by Jews. The lying Jewish press likes to portray Walz as having an everyman workday persona, a just folks demeanor, he grew up in Nebraska for the love of God. But in fact he’s just a zero and a human null set who has never questioned what a Jew told him; his daughter was privy to some secret information about law enforcement intentions related to the nigger marauding that fatal year and as a dutiful cog on Team Nigger Love she handed it over to the “protestors.” You know in the miserable heart of that little wretch she harbors more than fantasies about a big black buck ravaging her, so to do her part in reparations, it might not be enough to make up for slavery, and they smell horrible, but she’s glad to play her prescribed role like a dutiful little anti-White robot. And Walz’s wife has gone on the record as saying that during the time when her state was being turned over to the tar monsters she kept the windows of her home open so she could breathe in what is to her the sacred smell of burning tires. As she sipped her wine and leafed through the Better Home And Gardens catalogue, she smelled the fragrance of nigger mayhem, and you now for her it was a heady and deliciously intoxicating brew, and life was good. The niggers were getting some long-delayed justice, the Jewish plan was hitting its stride, and the whole place was going up in flames as she wholly believed it needed to. That was her version of it smelling like victory, and her husband was playing his part by doing nothing to stop it, they being paid-up members in the tribe of nigger lovers. And that’s one wife that someone like Tim Walz can be proud of, because there is nothing more they would like to happen to America than for the whole place to reek a nigger reek, for dirty Mexicans to soil the place, and that Whiteness will never once again see the light of day. It’s the official position of the American government now and Tim Walz, an American everyman, will never question it for one single moment. The great man William Pierce knew what to do with such creatures, and it had nothing to do with elevating them to the position of a Vice-Presidential Candidate; it had to do with lampposts. For the love of the White race we will call it long overdue justice.
