Douglas Mercer
November 4 2024
White Homelands all across the world have become the moral (if that is right word) equivalents of Roach Motels—you know, the cockroaches going by the euphemistic name of “migrants” come in but they never leave as if the motto of the elite politicians in these countries is roach, roach roach on the wall: don’t need no raid: let them crawl. And crawl in on their slimy bellies they do, who can keep track at this point, London looks like Mecca on a particular smelly day and Paris—well, in Paris the French simply gave up and god forbid a gendarme should try to do his job, one wrong slip (even no wrong slip) and the place goes up in flames and the bien pensants in the papers say it’s just deserts a long time coming. Berlin, well, Berlin was once famously always going to remain red but the National Socialists turned it a deep luster of brown but now it’s blacker than your hat and good luck trying get a German word in edgewise there, it’s just a guttural dog language that not only you can’t understand but you don’t want to give the badly benighted look on their faces and the menacing air; and the women have a bag over their heads (the small mercy is you are not required to see their ugly faces) so who knows what they are thinking, probably not a lot except how to cash that government check and crank out brown babies like an out of control pez dispenser. And now after decades and decades of a wide and ever wider open door policy, a policy of allowing in every dark skinned criminal on the planet, yes, after all this time, some Berlin officials are massively belatedly coming to their senses and saying why, yes, maybe we need to begin to do something about the fact that Germany has become Pakistan and our young girls cower in dread fear every time they wander from the (very relative) safety of their home. Why, yes, they say, maybe it’s time to put a halt to our fast rolling experiment in national suicide. You think? Well there’s that old Anglo Saxon idiom that goes: it does no good to shut the barn door after the horses have fled. But in this instance they are not horses, they are cockroaches masquerading as Africans and Muslims, and they are thinking (just thinking mind you, don’t get carried away) about shutting the door after they have slimed their way in.
“Germany has reached its limit on immigration with migrant-related violent crime on the rise and resources strained, a leading law enforcement chief has claimed. In an interview (October 28 2024) with RBB, Berlin Police Chief Barbara Slowik voiced concerns over the impact of immigration on the city and the broader nation, suggesting that the current levels of immigration are unsustainable, both financially and socially. I believe that a limit has been reached as to what is affordable, she told the broadcaster.”
This Slowik lady is slow, don’t you think? If she had any sense she would set her hair on fire or commit ritual seppuku after screaming Germania Is In Flames! just to get people’s attention. But instead she “voices concerns” and speaks of the “broader nation” all very innocuous and anodyne and totally worthless though, you should note, more than enough to make a Brussels Bureaucrat warn darkly that they are getting ready to have the trains roll on time and fire the ovens up and soon, if this impertinence is not checked, and checked soon, a hard rain of ashes will fall all over the European continent. This is of course the rhetoric of the soma injection, notice how she says that a “limit has been reached” as if just a while back things were fine but now, well, a line has been crossed. This kind of weasly language is what is necessary if you want to function in the kind of polite society that would countenance a death march for your people that has been going on since 1945; it’s the kind of speech that will allow you to survive for another day in your job and with your career in tow; but it is the language of capitulation and suicide; as if one’s house were on fire and one would squint into the distance and after a short period of mulling it over confer with your family that you might want to call the fire man. Indeed the juxtaposition of the blood war going on in the streets, towns and villages of Germany (just the other day we heard that small town of 500 Germans will get 400 migrants—so that town is toast) and the quiet air conditioned and lacquered soft spoken and stilted response by the Police—well it’s more than jarring, it’s enough to make you write the whole enterprise of Germany off as a failed experiment. The officials of Berlin certainly have, though they just don’t know it yet.
“She emphasized the need for a comprehensive societal response to address the growing number of violent incidents involving immigrants and underscored the importance of integrating immigrants into Germany’s democratic values from a young age, with programs beginning in kindergarten. This is important for our constitutional state and therefore for our democracy, she added, insisting it was vital to restore law and order to help make German residents feel safer and instill public confidence back into law enforcement.”
When sanity reigned in Germany (it was a brief spell running from 1933 to 1945) they made Berlin red alright—that was the color of the blood on the floor of the jail cells where they locked away their enemies. And once more just look at the language of circumlocution and you know that this person is way in over her stupid head: “violent incidents involving immigrants.” Well, I suppose you could have looked at the blood drenched rooms in the bad part of London (uteruses pinned to the walls) as being the site of crimes “involveming Jack The Ripper” but somehow I think that that would not quite capture the essence of the sanguinary scene. And then of course she proffers the solution of “integration” and extols something as risible as a “constitutional state” and then, in the coup de idiocy rolls out the howler of howlers by saying (yes, she was actually able to say it without looking sheepish): “our democracy”. Our Democracy is code word for a rearguard action so massively late and so massively weak that it makes the sound thinking want to let out a primal scream; for what our democracy is by now is a country overrun by every colored leech and criminal the world over, our democracy is a place of shred and patches, our democracy cause us to go under and breath its last; our democracy is a suicide pact. But this lady is still standing up there on the Potemkin stage and mouthing the script like it still makes any kind of sense; and the tableaux reminds you that of those upper class Romans in Herculaneum who were sipping their tea and eating their lampreys at their tables and talking about the gossip down in the capitol only moments before Vesuvius blew. The molten river did not work out well for them; the wonder is anyone thinks we shall be any different.
“Naturalizations in Berlin have surged dramatically in 2024, more than tripling compared to last year, driven by the liberalization of German naturalization laws. In the first eight months of this year (2024) 28,716 foreign nationals in the city applied in the city for German citizenship — up from 18,018.”
Here comes the flood, after us the deluge; someday some future historian (eyes wide and mouth open in astonishment) will write up the story of how the White World was reigning over the globe and—just like that—decided to turn their countries into international bazaars open to all comers of alien races thus swamping and inundating their own people. Just so you know the lead figures in this sick drama will be a well-intentioned White man (heart so big he can’t control it) and a dirty little Jew who, when no one is looking, laughs up his sleeve at his partner. The country which for some strange reason still goes by the now rather quaint name of Germany is a case in point, they’ve been battered with the particularly virulent Jew disease for going on 80 years now, the battering being comprise of the Jews saying that way back when a Jew or two stubbed his toe in what they like to call “camps”; and from this simple and simple minded premise the massive propaganda has achieved titanic proportions. And so yet another unseemly story comes and goes, yet another inept official abrogates her duty, and yet another day goes by when nothing is done and the heroic undertaking that is required is not even considered. Tick tock says the watchman, tick tock; you would say that Germany is living on borrowed time but anyone who sees with two clear eyes knows that they defaulted on the loan long ago and the Jewish Banker is swooping in to repossess and seize the property.
