Boxing For Time

[Douglas Mercer]

Douglas Mercer
June 2 2022

Barry Levinson is a Jew.

"Levinson was born in Baltimore, the son of Irvin Levinson, who worked in the furniture and appliance business. He is of Russian-Jewish descent."

Scratch a Russian find a Tatar but you don't even have to scratch a Russian-Jew to get a Jew. It's as simple as that. Barry Levinson is a Jew.

A big Jew it turns out.

Levinson read a review of his movie Sphere in which the critic said though Dustin Hoffman is not "officially Jewish" his character was "noodgey and menshclike" so he was probably Jewish. Levison considered this to be anti-semtitic.

Dustin Hoffman is a Jew.

Officially a Jew. So the critic was on solid ground.

Levinson made a film called Liberty Heights in which there were a lot of official Jews. It tells the Jewish experience in a White dominated society and whines about it. There were no boxers in it boxing for time but the point is the same. It's one of those movies that Jews love to make, celebrating their own people, and showing utter disdain for the White society in which they most unfortunately (for us) live.

"In a pivotal scene in Liberty Heights, the fourth film in Barry Levinson’s semi-autobiographical Baltimore series, three Jewish teenagers crash a country club that excludes Jews."

Damn right they were excluded. Who wants a Jew in your country club? They are loud and obnoxious and ruin the atmosphere wherever they go. And the make no secret that they hate you. But you can bet your bottom dollar (if the Jews haven't stolen it) that the three noodgey and menshclike Jews don't take this White Supremacy lying down--hell no! They are noodgey and menschlike Jews and they give as good as they get. Their resentment on the boil they lash out at their betters.

"They tear down the sign that says No Jews, Dogs or Coloreds Allowed and throw it in the trash. Then they stride to the lakeside, where they reveal that one boy has painted a large letter J on his chest, the second the letter E, the third a W. As the startled sunbathers look on, the teens defiantly stand together to spell the word J-E-W."

Making Yahweh proud one letter at time. These nudniks are really something aren't they?

"The film is a semi-autobiographical account of his childhood growing up in Baltimore in the 1950s. Portrayed are the racial injustices experienced both by the Jewish and African-American populations. Both of Nate Kurtzman's sons find women prohibited to them, in Van's case because he's Jewish, for Ben the main issue is being white. Their father goes to prison for running a burlesque show with Little Melvin, an African-American, and a known local drug dealer."

Let's see a great affinity for the negros, dating negros and shiksas, running a glorified whore house, running a numbers racket, and consorting with low life negro drug dealers.

Jew---checks out on all counts. Officially Jewish.

"In the fall of 1954, the Kurtzmans, a Jewish family, live in Forest Park, a suburban neighborhood in northwest Baltimore. Nate, the father, runs a burlesque theater, and engages in a numbers racket."

A petty two bit Jew hood. If you had a dime for all of those back at that time the Jews would steal them from you.

"Ben meets Sylvia, an African American girl, who begins attending his school after the district has been integrated. Ben immediately starts to develop feelings towards Sylvia, and introduces himself. They become close based on a mutual love for Little Richard, James Brown, jazz and black comedians."

No Jewish stereotypes there by Yahweh. The Jew as the "white hipster" getting down with the black women to the black music. Tells quite a tale of the time.

"On Halloween Ben dresses up as Adolf Hitler which shocks his parents greatly, and he's forbidden to go in public wearing it. Van and his friends head over to a party in a predominantly bourgeois, gentile section of town. He is attracted to a mysterious blonde woman. A fight between one of Van's buddies and a gentile erupts over his Jewishness."

Oh yes the Hitler gag and the forbidden blond White women and the plucky Jews mixing it up with the gentiles.

Barry Levinson is a jew. A big Jew.

An official Jew.

And now he's out Jewing the biggest Jew of all.

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Now Barry Levinson is horning in on Steven Spielberg's turf to see who can produce the most lies in the most saccharine tale of Jews. Levison may have the grandmaster Jew beat as his tale of terrible woe is called The Survivor and there is not a figure in Jewish lore more revered than "the survivor." This pile of propaganda is about a Jewish boxer who (so they say) was made to box like a modern gladiator by the SS Guards at the camp, the loser getting sent up the chimney in puffs of smoke there to meet Yahweh personally. So Spielberg has his crazed Camp Commandant picking off Jews with a rifle for sport but Levinson ups the ante with his character: The Raging Jew.

He's boxing for time.

No Marquess of Queensbury here--it's Jews after all.

"The Survivor premiered on Wednesday, April 27 — Yom HaShoah, Israel's Holocaust Remembrance Day — on HBO."

Perfect timing. Now there is another tale from the camps that the world must remember and cry over. And they say that this one is totally one hundred percent on your scout's honor totally true, entirely true. Why, it almost might be a documentary or a reality show for all of its thoroughgoing verisimilitude. It's based on a book by the main Jew's son. Would he lie? But truthfully the reason I question this tall tale is how hard can it be to knock out a decrepit Jew who hasn't eaten in five days and weights 70 pounds? This guy got in 76 fights (they say) and there were 76 people ready to withstand that kind of pummeling. This is below flyweight, below strawweight, this is Jew weight, this is ready for the ovens weight. Everything you learn about the historical event called The Holocaust gives you sneaking suspicions.

But it's all up their on the screen, the Nazi ringside coach is egging them on, there are black swastikas on red backgrounds ringside, the SS men are circling and hooting and hollering. So it must be true, right? Would a Jew lie to you to fit his own purposes?

They do it every day.

"The gripping film is based on the incredible true story of Harry Haft, a Polish Holocaust survivor forced to box against fellow prisoners to survive. The Survivor is directed by Academy Award-winner Barry Levinson and is an entirely true story."

Entirely true! Right down to the leering Nazis watching the next victim go up in smoke! True story! No embroidery here! It's all on the up and up. The SS guards lounge by the ring in togas giving their thumbs up or thumbs down. You've heard of those sorrowful ladies who played the violin, played Mozart and Beethoven and Bach for the cultured National Socialists so they could live five more seconds, they were playing for time. Hell, even Arthur Miller got in on the act on that tale of woe and made a TV show and a play out of it to try to salvage his declining career. But this guy, this raging Jew, he threw jabs and hooks to say alive.

That is, he was boxing for time.

"By 1942, because he was Jewish Haft was imprisoned in several slave labor camps where he was beaten and starved. Because of his strong physical stature by 1943 an SS overseer trained him to be a boxer, and had him compete at fights to the death in front of the military personnel. The fights took place at the concentration camp Jaworzno which was situated at a coal mine north of Auschwitz. Haft fought a total of 76 fights there."

It was like Rocky: hey kid, I like the cut of your jib said the Nazi fighting trainer with the cigar puffing out of the corner of his mouth, his comb over sweeping his bald pate. How'd you like to box in the big time? This aint no podunk Polish town, this is the top of the tops, this is Auschwitz-Birkenau! Next stop Madison Square Garden! All the bigs have boxed there: Shlomo Silverstein, what a kid, he was so quick and at 60 pounds you could barely see him in profile. And Benny Goldberg what promise, he was boxing starvation weight, too bad Mengele took him away to extract his skull for those racial experiments they were doing at the Ahnenerbe. Himmler never did care for the sweet science. He could have been a contender!

But this Haft fellow was in a class all his own, he won them all! He was the heavyweight champion among the emaciated class! He was the bantamweight champ of Bergen Belsen! Why, one guy came in to the ring so malnourished and weak that this Haft fellow knocked his head off. Not metaphorically, he really knocked his head off.

And of course the SS men in their togas laughed uproariously at that.

Bring on more Jews! And peel us some grapes! Let the games begin!

This one wasn't noodgey and menshclike, this one was a bare-knuckle brawler who took down Jews to survive. And now he has his own movie to cow White people. That is the point of these exercises after all, not to commemorate the victims, but to keep the "perpetrators" on their back feet.

Boxing in Dachau! What will they think of next?

"In 1943, during his time at Auschwitz concentration camp in Poland, he not only faced the unspeakable horrors of the holocaust, but he also caught the attention of an SS officer (played by Billy Magnussen) and was forced to fight against his fellow prisoners all for the amusement of his captors, or be killed on the spot. If he won the fight his opponent was killed."

A fight to the death! You know those SS men got bored sending children up in smoke, they were away from their families and their homeland, and they need a little fun, a little R and R. After all they were in some godforsaken place trying to wring work out the work shy, so who can blame them if they wanted to throw some inmates in the ring for a good old fashioned Hebrew cockfight?

You, on the left--to the quarry! You on the right---to the ovens! You in the middle---get those striped trunks on and let's see what you got.

They're not duking it out at the Dunes, this is a one-star hotel.

"When the camp in Jaworzno was dissolved because of the advancing Red Army thousands of its surviving inmates were sent West on death marches to Germany Haft managed to escape from one such march in April 1945. On the run, he killed a bathing German soldier and donned his uniform. During the remaining weeks until the end of the war he moved from village to village. At one point he killed two elderly people who harbored him on their farm because he feared they had discovered he was not a German soldier and would turn him in to authorities."

The Jew went on a one man killing spree. The wonder is he wasn't showcased in that book The Avengers. Pillaging through the German countryside knocking off Germans! He's got scores of dead people under that championship belt.

"Harry Haft was a sixteen-year-old Polish Jew when he entered a concentration camp in 1944. Forced to fight other Jews in bare-knuckle bouts for the perverse entertainment of SS officers, Harry quickly learned that his own survival depended on his ability to fight and win. Haft details the inhumanity of the sport in which he must perform in brutal contests for the officers."

Those sadistic SS officers you know. As flies are to wonton boys are the Jews to them--they killed them for their amusement and sport.

"In sharp contrast to Elie Wiesel’s scholarly, pious protagonist in Night, Harry Haft is an embattled survivor, challenging the reader’s capacity to understand suffering and find compassion for an antihero whose will to survive threatens his own humanity."

You see this guy was knocking off enough Jews to get himself some war crime charges. One by one he sent them to become clouds of smoke. In the movie another Jew calls him a "traitor." So here we get the tangled emotional skein of the main figure, not simply good, not altogether bad (they made him do it!), and it's supposed to be a meditation on morality in a dark time.

When really it's just more Jewish propaganda.

"Following the end of the war in September 1945, Haft sought refuge in a Displaced Person's Camp run by the U.S. Army in occupied Germany."

Those "DPs" are the ones that Patton said stank and were subhuman. From what I can glean from the historical record that sounds about right. Those Jew DPS were also the test case for refugees world wide. Had to let them in don't you know. Can't have a repeat of that ghost ship that got sent back. And of course over time all refugees became these Jew refugees (in spirit by Jesus!) and soon asylum agreements were signed and sovereignty ceded and they all come knocking on our door--and get in.

Somebody ought to make a movie off that hornswoggle.

"Haft later became a professional boxer in post-war Germany, winning the Amateur Jewish Heavyweight Championship in January 1947, an event organized by the U.S. Army."

Safe to say not a lot of competition given that they were all wandering around staggering and weighed 5 pounds. All of them had those hollow eyes and the billion yard stares. They looked like they had just emerged from a post-apocalyptic hellscape and couldn't find their bearings from a hole in the ground. They'd been eating bugs and roots (if they were lucky) so "Heavyweight" isn't exactly what they were ready for.

Which reminds me that David Irving was once asked if he was saying that what happened to the Jews in the concentration camps (not the "holocaust" mind you, but what really happened which was no day at the beach) was the fault of Jews. Irving forthrightly said it's a long story but yes--yes it was their fault.

It most certainly was. As is said you don't do the crime if you can't do the time.

"At just 22-years-old, Haft emigrated to the U.S. where he competed as a light heavyweight boxer. According to statistics by Box-Rec his final fight was against Rocky Marciano in July 1949 but he was unfortunately defeated, suffering a knockout in the first half of the third round. Haft retired after that fight."

Why did they all end up in America? Wasn't there any other country they could ruin?

***

Suffice it to say that whatever "boxing career" postwar this Haft had was pretty paltry and was a mercy gift. You know this because in the movie it was Danny Devito who arranged it.

"In April 2007, he was inducted into the National Jewish Sports Hall of Fame."

Believe it or not there is such a thing. You figure that all the exhibits are housed in a secret annex inside a closet in the men's room near the rear entrance at Canters. But believe it or not they have dozens of inductees including such non-luminaries as Ed Newmann, Norm Drucker, Bennie Friedman, Lennie Rosenbluth, Richard Bernstein and Jack Garfinkel.

Stars all!

The amazing thing is that Shecky Greenstein didn't make it for his great work on the shuffleboard at the rest home in South Florida. If you go there you'll see his White tennis shoes hanging on the mantel. Or Mo Newberg for walking from his seat at the table to the buffet of gefilte fish and matzo balls in an astonishing twenty minutes.

They did induct their one claim to fame Sandy Koufax who is the exception that proves the rule that Jews and physical prowess go together like nothing. Hell, they didn't even induct their other one Mark Spitz, the one that everyone knows is Jewish because at Munich in 1972 those Palestinians offed some Jews.

Steven Spielberg made a move about it (of course).

In his book You Gentiles Maruice Samules makes a big deal about how the White race puts tremendous importance on sports and being "sporting." Whereas the Jews--not so much. They don't cotton to sports because it takes grace and strength and physical endurance neither of which they possess in any measure. And which is why you can count the number of great Jewish athletes on one hand and not use all of the fingers.

But try as they might in the movie and in the media to make a big deal of his fight against Rocky Marciano it was no such thing. After all it was an arranged match he was destined to lose. Haft wasn't "Smokin' Joe," he wasn't "The Greatest," he certainly wasn't "The Baby-Faced Assassin," or "The Hitman."

No, none of that. As he was ushered in to the ring the announcer billed him as "the survivor of Auschwitz."

The survivor of Auschwitz.

Seems like there was a lot of those. Seems like some of those still pop up today like poisonous mushrooms you can't get rid of. And the ones that are now dead for sure lived long long lives in the United States Of America. And if something "special" happened to them while they were there, some odd tale they can dredge up out of half remembered historical fact and a healthy dollop of fantasy you know some Jew movie directors (are there any other kind?) will swoop in and grab the rights and put it up there in all it's dubious mawkishness on the silver screen just like it happened yesterday. And the world will have to remember it for all time and cry over it forever.

Those are the Jews' rules.

Whatever happened lo those many years ago it surely wasn't the thriller in Treblinka, it wasn't the rumble in Ravensbruck. Not even close. But no matter: they have now magnified it all out of proportion so it takes it places among the icons. Now Harry Haft, the legendary survivor of Auschwitz, the hand to hand fighter who boxed for time, the raging Jew, that fighter to the death, that Harry Haft now has his day in the sun. And all the shopworn cliches about the sadists of the SS, the barbarity of the Germans, and the innocent victims the Jews get played out again. It's the oldest one in their book and they never tire of telling it. You see Barry Levinson is an official Jew, he's as official a Jew as you get---and he did the tribe a solid.

[Douglas Mercer]

It was like Rocky: hey kid, I like the cut of your jib said the Nazi fighting trainer with the cigar puffing out of the corner of his mouth, his comb over sweeping his bald pate. How'd you like to box in the big time? This aint no podunk Polish town, this is the top of the tops, this is Auschwitz-Birkenau! Next stop Madison Square Garden! All the bigs have boxed there: Shlomo Silverstein, what a kid, he was so quick and at 60 pounds you could barely see him in profile. And Benny Goldberg what promise, he was boxing starvation weight, too bad Mengele took him away to extract his skull for those racial experiments they were doing at the Ahnenerbe. Himmler never did care for the sweet science. He could have been a contender!

[Jim Mathias]

With Jews and their propaganda, it's always based on a true story. Based on a survivor's account. Based on reality but filled with falsehoods, mixed with half-truths, and spun spun spun to fit a totally kosher narrative. But you know, Jews can't stop creating fiction that they would pretend as being factual and it gets more absurd with each new piece of propaganda. I hardly watch movies, television shows, or anything else the Schnozzim excrete out of their scat-filled imaginations anymore, it's gone way beyond belief these days and casts dark shadows on yid scheiss from previous decades.

I've noticed that many, many others are catching on as well.

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