Obnoxious Jews Bitch, Moan And Whine

[Douglas Mercer]

Douglas Mercer
May 27 2024

It is true as true can be that over time (perhaps too long a time but eventually) every people who the Jews dwell among gets sick of their shit and turn on them with savage fury. The Jews know this better than anyone one else but they are genetically predisposed to put their hands in the flame of potential death over and over again; some small smart of their pea brains thinks that this time will be different, that this time they will amass such untold power, have such mastery over the organs of communications, will how the rulers so firmly under their greasy thumbs, that they will have lobotomized and anesthetized the population so thoroughly into a waking coma, that they will have law enforcement so on their side to quell any eruptions of hate against them, that they will have made speaking out against them such a taboo, that they have hoodwinked so many into a mass and consensual hallucination, that this time at long last they can continue on with their evils and achieve their goal of total domination. This is wholly naive on their part, they still not quite understanding how repugnant they are to the normal sensibility, and even the safeguards they erect around their own “special people” will never be enough to outcompete the hatred they will always engender. And so the seesaw series of Jews going a bridge too far, of defense against them sprouting up and then being put down in turn, will continue apace until we finally get the upper hand and put an end to the sordid charade. In the meantime the Jews will hope against what you should never hope against, hope, that this time they will get away with it and will continue their moaning, bitching, caterwauling and whining; and so the pressure increases in its intensity until it is finally discharged once and for all in a volcanic explosion of vengeance the likes of which will shock even them, who are no strangers to tidal upsurges and uncontrollable waves of unbridled anger.

“This week (May19 2024) on 60 Minutes, Anderson Cooper reported on a photo album received by the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum that turned out to be the personal scrapbook of a high-ranking SS officer, Karl Höcker. Höcker worked at the notorious Auschwitz concentration camp. A play based on it has been nominated for a Pulitzer Prize. The play Here There Are Blueberries, is now telling the story of the historians and archivists who uncovered the identities of the people in the haunting photographs. The play's title comes from a series of photos in the album— young secretaries who worked under Karl Höcker are seen eating blueberries. A caption next to the photographs reads: Here there are blueberries.”

The vile show 60 minutes was founded by a great big Jew and for many years its all-star inquisitor was an even bigger Jew, that is the show was a wicked Jew production from top to bottom. Still is in fact and great big sodomite Anderson Cooper is a WASP scion who has sold his soul for a pittance to the Jews and he is their servant in every way. The Pulitzers are also a Jewish juggernaut, being found by a big Jew and dedicated wholly to Jewish causes. So it is no surprise that they “knighted” this banal play with the Jewish rubber stamp, it being above all just the kind of story that the Jews love to retail to a gullible and infinitely susceptible and suggestive public. Story is that back in the day some solid member of our folk (Aryans all) decided to put an end to Jewish nonsense by taking matters into their own quite capable hands by systematically excluding them from decent White society. In order to effect this they herded the insects into camps and put them to work for once in their lives rather than leeching and parasiting off the rest of us. This is the rather anodyne historical event that has been twisted all out of proportion and been turned into a paying ideological gig for Jews worldwide. And then about fifteen years ago they discovered that someone took some pictures at the camps and there was Joseph Mengele in all his gap-toothed glory and there were members of the secretarial pool enjoying themselves and having some blueberries. One suspects that it was the innocent eating of the blueberries that caused the Jews to lose their cool and blow their stacks. Smiling and eating blueberries while Avi Rubenstein was getting vaporized and his ashes swept unceremoniously away. Smiling and eating blueberries while anold hag grandma named Sarah was reduced to a cheap and tawdry tchotchke. Why, the nerve of them.

“And outside of the frame, there's 1.1 million people who are being killed, playwright and director Moises Kaufman told Anderson Cooper. So how do you lead your daily life and at the same time participate in one of the largest killing machines in the history of mankind? Kaufman's co-creator, Amanda Gronich, said she couldn't help but wonder what the young women in the photographs knew about the systematic killing of Jewish prisoners at Auschwitz while they were there. And one of the things the play explores is, How much did they know? How much did they know about what was going on? Gronich said.”

Moises did you say? Hell, you might as well tattoo a big star of David on his forehead or just say something wicked this way comes every time he enters the room, that is he has the map of Jewish decomposition written all over his stinking face. Even assuming that what the Jews say about Auschwitz were true (and it is not by a country mile) the notion that anyone would have compunctions about having a good time not far from their death throes is plainly preposterous. Sure, it’s a ghastly business but then so is picking a nigger gunshot victim up bloody off the street but no one of sound mind gets too vexed over that. You have to remember that whatever the Jews got (and I mean whatever) they richly deserved, and was just a spring cleaning and clearing of accounts and a discharge of debts. You can’t wage war on a people for thousands of years and just expect them to suck it up and go gently into that good night, can you? Hell no, you can’t. Trust me whatever the Jews got they had a lot more coming, and any people who do not nurse a grudge and serve the dish of revenge cold as hell on a platter is not worth their weight in anything. And those young girls were simply doing their race patriot part and acting as auxiliaries to the men who were doing the hard work of the future, the work that we could be inheriting now if things had gone this way rather than that. But for Anderson Cooper and his Jewish backers the very notion that one would lead a carefree life in the face of Jewish suffering (to whatever degree) is an affront and challenge. After all if people take dealing swiftly and severely to Jews as just one of those thing then maybe more will pick up the cudgel. No, those smiling faces on those German lovelies is more than they can bear and they will move anything that needs to be moved to see that it is chastised in the public square in terms of how could they, how could they? But human evil is not the mystery here or the iron heart of darkness either—for that the Jews have both parents and trademarks. No, the mystery is that it didn’t happen sooner and has taken so long to happen again.

“Rebecca Erbelding is a historian at the US Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington D.C. She received the Höcker album in the mail in 2007. Here There Are Blueberries is based on her and her colleagues' investigation of the album. Cooper viewed the Höcker album with Erbelding at a high-security facility in Maryland where the museum's collections are stored. As she turned the yellowed pages, she revealed the smiling faces of Auschwitz's helpers in the Blueberries series of image. These were young women who were true believers, who grew up with Nazi ideology. They were doing monstrous work Cooper told 60 Minutes Overtime.”

Oh yes suitably gothic is it not? Suitably lugubrious? The yellowed pages giving off the air of unwholesomeness as if this photo album had been exhumed from the crypt of the damned to give us its “chilling message.” And in this intensely guarded space, which acts as kind of Sacred Shrine to the Jews, much more important than the White house or the Capitol Building, and certainly more important than the many museums that dot the mall which may in fact contain some art which is laudatory of the American past, what does the traitorous reporter catch a glimpse of from the mildewed pages of the horrific history? Why, some sunny girls whose souls are filled with sunshine and they are all smiles and gaily lighthearted. The Jews want you to see this as a monstrous incongruence that they were tripping the life fantastic and were joyous and beaming while all along the vast machinery of death was closing in on the Jews. Well, that is one perspective, one promoted and propagated and proselytized and propagandized for going on eight decades; but the truth is of sterner stuff and does not go in for and is not beholden to false and graven images; no, those healthy and hale and wholesome young women were doing nothing out of the ordinary, or rather they were part of an effort that seemed unordinary because the world had quailed and gone so mad; they were part of the beginning of a long movement toward the convalesce of the superior part of humanity, the White race; and the first step was to extirpate the Jews from our midst. Had it had time to succeed it would have been a long-term project but not that long; but success was to be assured and the White race, deflected as it had been from its true and proper course on the road to eternity and the stars, would have been deflected no more. And in light of that why not some laughs and some grins and some smiles and some high spirits? Indeed, why not some blueberries? Come to think of it—don’t mind if I do.

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