22 March 2000
There are the "high 5's" and a big 6 with 6 zeros. Every Nazi rally has people raising those 5's high. The 6,000,000 hangs around like an unemployed relative continually looking for a square meal.

There are places called libraries. The larger ones have microfilm sections which have lots of stuff to read. Take time off and pop onto the Dorot Memorial Jewish Division, or any other area which houses issues of The American Hebrew. Read the October 31, 1919 issue. In it there is an article by the then Governor of New York State, Martin H. Glynn, which claims that precisely 6,000,000 jews were exterminated by the Poles and Ukrainians during the World War I period. This article was also carried by the Albany Times Union and the New York Times which "coincidentally" occurred at the time of the infamous Balfour Declaration. (Did your history teacher ever mention this?) Also, that war was full of stories about naughty Germans turning people into soap and lampshades; raping Nuns, bayoneting babies and other such sport. Many might ask why the SAME admitted propaganda popped up again following WW II. That's easy to answer. Because it worked! The WW I baloney had to do with the promise, by the British, for the establishment of a bandit jewish state -- screw the Palestinians! (The British are wonderful people. They'll gladly give you the shirt off someone else's back.) The WW II hot air was released as a vitamin shot for the New World Order --  the fulfillment of the Marxist/Lenist "inevitable" workers' utopia which is little other than a global slave state run by the wealthy -- and the raisons d'être for the Nürnberg lynching and the Eisenhower directed starvation of over one million German soldiers who had surrendered.

I see, as I look from my window, Mutt and Jeff -- 2 friendly squirrels -- are in the magnolia again. I'll toss them a few peanuts. Hell, over the years those two must have consumed 6,000,000 of them. What a holocaust.

Most people can do better in mathematics than they realize, that is, practical mathematics. With the theoretical variety, that's something different as most who do well in this are only one or two steps away from belonging in an asylum. Much, like the goofy 'physics' -- actually meta-physics -- of what we hear today, simply cranks our practical side to an extreme. Take, for example, the mathematicians' idea of a "point". It has no length, no width and no thickness. In other words, it represents nothing. We are also told that a "line" represents the movement of this point through space. I don't know about you, but contemplating nothing moving through nothing is a hard bird to cage. It is this encounter with the gibberish of the topic which "turns" most young people "off". And no wonder. When you are presented with tenuous ideas cloaked in gobbledegook, it's little wonder that more teachers are not shot, or at least, set afire. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not sour because I did poorly in math. In fact, I have always been at the very top of my class; won an award or two and have a couple of sheets of cheap paper to that effect, called "diplomas". As I looked back over those years in graduate school, I came to realize that I was sold a bill of goods and had been "had" in the full sense of the word. Be that as it may, there is always a genuine, down to earth reaction when one is bombarded with pure b.s. -- notice how I am cleaning up my language -- which runs contrary to what our senses tell us.

Today, the amount of malarkey which is presented in our schools is almost beyond belief. Have you every wondered why so much time is spent upon teaching about matters which you really know to be obvious? And what is taught goes to inform you that your natural intelligence is in question. (If you don't adopt their little piece of insanity, then surely you shall burn in hell for the rest of your days.) Once you grasp the Lysenko/Pavlov/Marxist angle, it all comes together as does our awareness when we hear the snake's rattle. These academic snakes are trying to stick it to you and you'd better stiffen up your spine and learn to grin and bear it.

Only a rock would be unable to tell a Black from a White. In the dark, any dog's nose informs it of the difference immediately. (So does mine.) From all angles, you see different colors and shapes; hear different sounds; know the difference in feel between wool and hair and so on and so forth. One does not need any education beyond a short association to at once recognize that there's far more to the obvious inequality than meets the eye. Then why, you might ask, do the teachers spend so much time telling us that our senses are of no importance and that we just don't "have it right"?

The equality notion is basically a religious concept. You must 'believe' -- praise the Lord! At one time the "we all have the same color blood" was spouted about. Well, so do the chickens and old man Betzhold's brood mare. "We can mate and produce offspring." So can the bison and the bovine. So can coyotes and jackals. So can tigers and lions. So can horses and donkeys. And they are not the end of it. Well, that manure never stood the test of time for it never passed the test of common sense. But, those perverted Marxists are not about to give up their delusions or their efforts.

As science marched on, the "red blood" propaganda suffered setback upon setback as new blood factors were discovered. Today, it is possible to determine one's racial lines from blood typing alone, or even the composition of the bones, for that matter. But, as most realize, the new Lord is science and the new herald is DNA. "Why," squawked the hag, "we have 99+ percent of the same DNA." This is in regard to why the Higi of Nigeria are supposed to be equal to the Mohicans of Wisconsin. DNA is a magic word used to scare the doodoo out of little kids. Since most people do not know what it is all about, they think that it therefore must be extremely important. The fact remains that when one descends down the complexity ladder, to more simple structures, similarities increase. After all, no one has ever suggested that watermelons and milk are relatives since they both contain over 90 percent water. It's those little things which make one hell of a difference. A glass of spring water and a glass of 0.1N prussic acid are both 99.8 percent water! The next time your Marxist egalitarian teacher pulls that DNA crap on you, let HER drink the prussic acid. If she thinks Blacks are so wonderfully equal, then ask her to spend her next vacation in Johannesburg, SA, where the "racist" Whites no longer are responsible for the political or economic condition. The difference between a faggot dying of AIDS and a healthy man, is only a very, very tiny invisible amount of molecules. The difference between health and sickness is minuscule when we only consider the small percent of the whole occupied by those naughty 'germs'. It only takes a very small mass of neutrons to set in motion the A-bomb reaction.

I am concerned for the future not because I'll see much of it -- I have one foot in a crematory and the other on a rotten avocado -- but because of what the youth are bringing down upon their own heads. Those who are aware must realize that they will always be under attack by those 95 percenters who form the lemming group of parrots. Learn to toss a few 'zingers' or parry their remarks. If accused of being a hater, reply "Well, we can't all be that lucky." When accused of being a naughty Nazi, "Come to think of it, I do like sauerkraut," would be appropriate. When the teacher pulls that "99.5 percent DNA comparison bit, appear surprised and exclaim, "God, that DNA must be powerful stuff for just a tiny bit of it causes a whole world of difference!" Don't get emotional. Do not debate. Keep things to one-liners and always confidently smile while you walk away having uttered the last word. Always keep in mind that their object is to get you to commit mental suicide and opt in favor of the anti-Nature forces. Their goal is destruction and they like to call it 'freedom', 'equality' and that sort of thing. You have a right to your own opinion. You have a right to choose your associates and this is being steady denied by ZOG edict. A sound tree will not be ripped from the earth by a strong wind. It takes more energy to stand than it does to sit. It takes more energy to run than it does to walk. Falling over is easy. Following the cow's rear ahead of you is easy. Parrots don't think and lemmings do not live every long..

What most of your education is about has nothing to do with skills or knowledge. You are in a Marxist indoctrination center and the last thing they want you to do is think for yourself. (I was canned from a teaching job once because the principal claimed I was disrupting the tranquility of the school by encouraging students to think! When students think, they question and that's the last thing these petty dictators want.) Through embarrassment and intimidation, they are trying to get you to override your native intelligence and believe that true is false, false is true, up is down and so on. They also want you deeply interested in diversions such as sports and sniffing out the opposite sex. (If they can't screw up your mind, they'll settle for a destruction of moral values.) Play along and give them a sense of accomplishment. Smile and when you think of a good counter, stick it to them. Act the part of an idiot. Memorize their drivel so your grades make you appear as a good guy but never, ever take your eye off the ball. Never blame the goat for relieving himself on your new oriental rug. Look for the s.o.b. who let it into your house. In the meantime, tell everyone that you are 1/8 Apache for that might qualify you for some decent ZOG goodies.

I fully realize that many people are not comfortable with "salty" or "street" language which is a mild way of describing profanity. We are engaged in a cosmic struggle and there is nothing gentlemanly about it nor those who are promoting the assaults upon all nationalities. I have never subscribed to the notion that one must not fight a gutter enemy on the gutter level. "We are better than that," they sing. Well my friends, I grew up in an asphalt jungle where "tiffs" with various street gangs were the order of the day. Billy Radzuhn had the fingers of his left hand beaten nearly flat with a brick. I was strung up by the thumbs and branded on my left shoulder -- the scar is still there. I was tossed off a bridge into a very cold and fast flowing creek. How would you like to have been grabbed, had horse manure stuffed into your mouth, stripped of your clothes, watched them being burned up and then left naked to find your way home? Believe me, this never transpired as a parlor game where everyone obeyed some sort of politeness. This is not a tea party composed of nice sweet people dressed up in their Sunday go-to-meeting clothes and so you'll have to allow me the latitude to be profane from time to time. Good guys always finish last. They might die with dignity but they always die. Losers forever remain losers.
One thing that is apparently not understood, is the development of hate. The Marxists, who run our schools and control nearly everything in this rapidly dying society, like to inform us that hate is something which is taught in the home. This is usually pure crap because no one is born hating anything and hate is not an academic subject to be learned or not learned. If the neighbor's dog shits in my rose garden, I might get a little upset the first time it happened. If this sort of thing continued, my dislike would grow into something a little more pronounced. If, after attempts to talk to the owner achieved nothing, I do believe that I could develop a genuine case of hatred for both the neighbor and his dog. Suppose now that I am surrounded by people who say I should be tolerant and try to convince me that the damage to my lovely flowers is outweighed by the benefit of the dog fertilizing the flower bed. Still, I object to the broken stems and foul smell. I am close to blowing my cool but now find that new laws are enacted which permit dogs to shit in the flower beds of their choice -- a sort of constitutional right and a path to some "scholarship" or the other. The neighbor, sensing my growing hate, doesn't like the fact that I own a ball bat which uncontrolled could be a dangerous thing. He then urges his brother, who owns the local newspaper, to mount a campaign against ball bats. With bribes and lies, many brain-dead voters are swayed and another repressive law is plastered into place. And it is happening here and we know who the neighbor is and who his doggie is. Hate is an inherent  response to predation. Remove the predator and the hate disappears.

I watched one of those oh-my-gosh anti-racist TV shows last night -- something about "hate testing" of young children. It appears that the commie levelers aren't too happy with the fact that 3 year old White kiddies prefer their own kind as do Blacks, to a lesser degree, and every other healthy critter on this planet. Something must be done! After all, as we were informed at the beginning of this propaganda program, "in a perfect world, no one would know the difference." This was in regard to the image of a Black hand next to a White hand. The indoctrinating experts, in spite of their silly efforts to manipulate the responses, confessed that they couldn't understand the obvious bias demonstrated. These Ph.D. assholes, who couldn't recognize piss if they were swimming in it, were perplexed and immediately descended upon the parents to see if "hate" was taught in their homes. True to fashion, the White wimps copped out and babbled about how they tried to teach their offspring that everything was peachy dandy equal. One doesn't have to be very smart to understand why "day care" centers -- actually disease spreading communes -- are being pushed as a working parent's "right" in order to have all children brought up by the state. About 20 miles from where I hang my hat, is one of these commie centers where the bitches who "care" for your little darlings actually force the pairing of pretty little blonde girls with kinky-haired apes. I suppose the trendy parents welcome this as "progress". Parents who permit this sort of evil are evil themselves.

A system which forces, legally and otherwise, young people, to believe things which are in sharp contrast to what their senses tell them, is a system as filthy as filth can be. Any animal which is conditioned to revolt against its God-given sense of reality, is an animal which is insane. The emotional and mental conflict thus produced is the basis for the drug-culture and the massive number of teen-age suicides. Blacks are lied to relative to their own abilities and possibilities, and they soon find this out and react understandingly with violence. Whites have a brain which is more imaginative and hence more prone to delusion. This is why their "awakening", to who is sticking it up their ass, is always slower. Blacks blame their problems on Whites and Whites blame the Blacks. Only someone who smokes pot, dips cigars into living orifices, promotes gun-grabbing  and the forcing of people who don't want to associate, to associate, could believe that this would produce a winter wonderland. As of the moment, the deluge is held back by merriment, employment, and the greedy hope of speculative profit. The molecules of hate are forming into clouds and when they coalesce we must make sure that the the guilty people get drowned in the downpour.

I don't like spinach and am content to let the worms and rabbits have it but when someone forces me to eat it and then tries to tell me there is something wrong with my brain because I object, then that person has found the quickest way to turn me into one nasty son-of-a-bitch. As for you young people out there, who are under the Marxist race-mixing gun, don't let the bastards get you down. Remember well. Never forget. Keep cool. In the table the Fates have prepared, we must wait for OUR TURN which is as certain as God made little green apples. 

If those with IQ's below 85 were exterminated and those with IQ's below 100 sterilized, wouldn't that go a long way towards upgrading our gene pool and eliminating most of the race problem? 
Thank you Mr. Anonymous for the appreciated present of William Dudley Pelley's Seven Minutes in Eternity -- an autographed first edition no less! Not everyone is anal retentive. And while I am in this grateful mood, thank you R.K. for sending me Heisel's (33 degree Mason) book on squaring the circle and refutations of commonly accepted mathematical concepts plus his disproving of the Pythagorean Theorem. It promises to be great reading -- probably very amusing.
One thing which disturbs me is the flippant, and often wise-ass, replies a certain blight-winger serves up to apparently serious young people. It was obvious that a certain young fellow never read anything on this page for the answer he was seeking is here. This is no surprise because the blight-wing sects, in the main, view each other as competitors rather than comrades. Their personal little "place in the sun" plus sales revenue, it far more important than the "struggle" they imagine they are leading. They are hopeless but not serious and most of the camp followers are not either.

A recent "advice" episode involved a student who was quite annoyed at what his biology teacher was peddling. He wondered what his response to some DNA dribble should be. Well, I'll bet a dollar to a donut that the teacher was a female. Women love equality, sickness, brain-dead offspring -- anything helpless and generally worthless for it gives them a mission. Men apparently never venture past their latest crotch tingle when it comes to evaluating women. If a woman wants you to stuff her beaver, she will adopt whatever views are coincident with yours and be a smiling "yes" companion which deceives men into believing that he has found a "soul mate". Well, you silly men, if the time comes when she wishes a change in injected juices, you'll soon discover how superficial her views really were. The list of gullible blight-wing men who have had their "loved one" turn on them is quite lengthy and they all have a common factor: the female repudiates the political views of her former stud. As far as the teaching business goes, the place of the female, beyond grammar school, is very limited and offers absolutely no advantage whatsoever. It is sad that even the revisionist hobbyists cannot let a day pass without discussing what some particular old woman has to say about some bit of trivia. In the broader sense, notice how readily "men" grab the opportunity to elect some yapping hag to political office. In another vein, it is appalling how many "men" desert their so-called sex partners when pregnancy appears. With this sort of male in the ascendancy, there is absolutely no hope for any improvement in the state of our race. Pregnancy is, and always has been, in the complete control of men but alas, our youth appears to be mostly a batch of infantiles seeking "highs" of the drug and orifice stuffing variety. Notice how the control of pregnancy is now the woman's responsibility. She needs no health damaging pills -- just a willingness to keep her legs crossed. But this is tangential.

The concerned young man, when hearing how closely "related" he was to a Bantu -- DNA being the argument -- should have a firmer grasp on reality than he apparently does. (He should pay attention to what his nose tells him.) (1) Nearly everything which passes as education today is Marxist party-line propaganda. Ask yourself why you are in school -- high school is compulsory, to start with. You must put in seat time and it is to your advantage to parrot, like 95 percent of all students do, whatever piece of crap the teacher is farting from her mouth.

(2) Do not argue the point. You are not there to teach the teacher. Besides, how do you know that the teacher really believes the malarkey he/she is peddling? I personally know from 25 years of classroom experience that many teach what they do simply because they get paid for it. One might object to this as being hypocritical but the financial burden of maintaining a household is quite heavy. Why do you think our masters love to see us go into debt? It's a powerful means of control as is the threat of losing a job due to being politically incorrect. Most, if not all, of the blight-wing 'leaders' don't worry about this since virtually all of them are unemployed anyway.

(3) Let the teacher yap the equality crap, smile, and remember that he/she is trying to brainwash you and your fellow students. If you have information, and insights, then take it to your fellow students. Discuss it calmly with them and if you don't come off as a genuine dink, you can help to minimize the teacher's effect. In fact, I've been aware of one fellow who actually turned his whole class into the teacher's invisible and silent opponent. (Unity was the key here -- not some asinine 'leaderless resistance' notion.) Once you publically confront the teacher, you establish yourself as a trouble maker and not a leader or even a good source of additional information. (It's not good for your grades either.) Marxist bullshit is such a fragile, but seducing, concoction that it must be maintained by force, fear, intimidation, lies and very often, bribes. All views opposing this philosophy of  the envious and botched will, out of necessity, be surpressed violently if it cannot be ridiculed into oblivion. (You may be taught the 'beauty' of toad worship, Hindooism, goat sacrifice, 'meditation' and all sorts of non-Western insanity but rest assured that you'll NEVER be taught anything truthful about National Socialism but only that it  was a sort of national 'gassing' craze akin to the Salem witch hunts.) The enemies of  White people cannot beat you on a level playing field. They know it! So should you. They must convince you that it is in your best interest to surrender. The sad fact is that many have already given away the birthright of their own children.

As a youngster, the phrase "never send a boy to do a man's work" was often heard. Now we are sending women in to do a man's job. I don't view that as any improvement. The trend is downward, fueled by low-life values: a loaf of bread, a six-pack of beer and me laying you in the wilderness. I love White people -- not for what they are, but for what they could become.