Douglas Mercer
May 27 2024
Subtlety is not a Jew strong suit, they will hit you over the head with anything they can to drum into that brain of yours that they are pure as driven snow and the “Nazis are evil.” A small tableau from the movie The Zone Of Interest is enough to prove this assertion: The commandant of Auschwitz Rudolf Hoss and his wife are about to retire for the night. Just so you know not 200 yards from where they are about to sleep Jews are being burnt to a crisp. The German couple sleep in separate beds because love and intimacy are not a Nazi thing. The wife has her hair pulled back severely and she is presented with a face that is cruelty incarnate. The uber demanding wife asks her husband when he will take her to the spa in Italy again, the one where they had so much fun. They met a nice couple there and she was “pampered.” And does he remember how they saw that man play the accordion to the cows? That was so funny, was it not? And mind you as the harridan (as she is portrayed by the Jews) is asking about this luxury Jews are being gassed not a stone’s throw away. After the wife laughs and laughs at the frivolous good time they had at the high-end resort she asks in a stern and peremptory voice: will you take me? The put upon husband says yes but no sooner is the yes out of his mouth than the harpy (as she is portrayed by Jews) comes back with a harsh and insistent: when? She wants to go right away, she demands an answer. And mind you as the crows fly Jews are being butchered and hacked to death. The husband says he does not know when and the woman makes under her breath disgusting and dismissive noises as if to say: well well well my husband is not living up to my expectations. After a pause the husband says she smells nice and she says the perfume is French, because the Nazis rolled over that weakling country long since and they rule the world now like golden gods. She then laughs giddily even though a short walk from where she is would reveal that even then Jews are being tortured in a way that would make the Marquis De Sade blush. One of her laughing sounds sounds sort of swinish and the husband says: oink, oink. In response the woman lets out a real pig sound, a true long drawn-out snort and waves her nose around, then the husband oinks oinks in return. Apparently, this is the German version of connubial and conjugal bliss one is supposed to think. You see the Nazis are pigs, get it? Then the woman says apropos of nothing: “chocolate, goodies” because she wants to hit all her pleasure centers all at once. That is she likes and demands the finer things in life. And not a brisk jackbooted jaunt away Jews are scratching at the door of the chamber as they stark stare certain death in the face. And once this charming (and wholly invented) scene plays itself out the director, who is a Jew naturally, and who controls the make-believe images and words we see, cuts to a memory scene where we see from below a cruel Hoss with a death head on his lapel and behind him gray sky with smoke wafting through it. And we soon hear the sound of trains (the inevitable trains) and the screams (of Jews) and gun fire (killing Jews) as the cruel looking Hoss looks on in implacable indifference. Steven Spielberg gave the film two thumbs way up and you can see why; it is a filthy kike production that lies through its teeth, and literally paints the butter so thick on the toast in a fashion that is melodramatically mendaciousness that you feel like choking on it. So, in response to this Jewish just so fairy tale the big world-famous Yid director could only applaud inwardly and let out a low whistle of Hebrew approbation. Indeed, he could not have done it better himself, and he tried.
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