Douglas Mercer
May 28 2024
A pair of sharp eyed German businessmen in sleek black suits are making their pitch: they could be selling aluminum siding but they are selling something much better than that: a machine to kill Jews. And not just kill one or two Jews but to kill one after another time and time again, to kill Jews until the Jews are no more. I know what you are thinking: this is the product that sells itself, it is a wonder machine that could rid the world of all its ills by its technological prowess. And so it is but the scene in question is just another from the filthy Jewish movie The Zone Of Interest. Indeed so risible is this movie, so preposterous on its face, that one would need to be hard hearted indeed not to burst out laughing while watching it. And just about every scene in the movie could be ably satirized, could be lampooned with a ferocious wit though, one must stipulate, mocking this movie is like shooting fish in a barrel or playing tennis with the net down. I would say it is beneath me but then nothing is. The scene currently in question shows this pair of sellers laying out the latest in technological Jew killing to the Commandant of Auschwitz who is quite receptive and appreciative. After all he has quite the big task on his hands, has a lot of Jews to kill, they are streaming into him from all over Europe and, as is said, no Jew ever killed himself. And so the Commandant will turn to the marvel of German cutting edge scientific ingenuity and inventiveness, and these men are not going to disappoint. They have the specs and the blueprints laid out on the table and they tell the tale of their machine as if it were a true wonder drug: in tones as dry and level as the place they talk about how the contraption gets ready to burn the next load, the load in question being a harpy Jewish grandmother. They tell of what happens when the pieces are incinerated, the pieces being Moses Rubenstein who once chiseled a nice German woman out of some money; upon hearing all this the Commandant, as a German is wont to, gets down to brass tacks asking: how long does it take? Not long it turns out, five hundred at a time and only a few hours to do it: now that’s killing some Jews! Just so you know once the load is dispensed with you close one chimney and open another and the fire will follow the air. What won’t these German think of eh? It’s not cold fusion they are creating, it’s something more precious still: killing Jews by the carload. We then see the impeccably drawn blueprint itself, real German art from the land of dreamy poets and thinkers, and we learn of the combustion zone which burns at no less than 1000 degrees, and no Jewish lie can withstand that kind of overwhelming heat. When all that is done you simply unload the ash and reload the chamber. Wash, rinse, repeat until Europe is free of Jews and then you can bet the dream will never die. The Commandant has a few mopping up questions for the businessmen but so schooled and steeled have they become in the high cultural art of killing Jews that they are able to more than satisfy his every query. Just so you know the process is simplicity itself, is simple in its elegance and elegant in its simplicity: burn, cool, unload, reload. They have it down to a science, German science! And the beauty part is that it works continuously, it never stops, it knows no quit. After this presentation the Commandant seems impressed, if social opprobrium did not prohibit him you know he would let out a low and admiring whistle. He does not say anything but his body language makes you know that he is in the presence of all his dreams and hopes, he can see Valhalla in the near distance, soon he’ll have more dead Jews on his hands than a man would know what do to with. At this point a calm and quiet descends on the group as they inwardly ponder an unlimited Aryan future. That is, the sale has been made and the future waits on nothing but their hard work.
Burn, Cool, Unload, Reload
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Douglas Mercer
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