Readers tell me what a slaggard I've been lately. It's true. But I've been busy making readers proud in other ways. I've been agitating the Jews in my realm. I regard with disfavor however, the burden of polite company that necessitates certain disclaimers each time I confront one in public.
I find acute pleasure in reminding the Jew - especially when he's being Jewish - that somebody out here really hates them. And I beg them to ask me why... I want so badly to be able to tell them why. Up close and personal.
I'm really tired of sniveling documentaries about pogroms and ghettos. They've made me weary, even of violins. And they're positively delusional about anti-Semitism. What -- you think they dash to and from their home and car casting an eye for lighted broomsticks and pitchforks everyday? So when was the last time somebody stormed a suburban patio hollerin "We know you're in there? send out the Jews!!" --- [an awful thing to say, you think reflexively]
But what of all that I've lost of who I used to be?
Once you experience Jewish morality, your own is lessened. Your humanity is diminished by any measurement of goodness. I was a better person before I found out the most dangerous people I would meet in a day weren't those in darkened car parks. The most menacing people I met in life were the men and women of contract law. And they were Jews. They set the standard within any industry they soil. Anyone care to wager how many Enron parachutes had a Star of David on em??
Anyway... I don't apologize for my many letters, notes, calls to talk radio and C-Span. And I hate it when readers tell me I would be more effective if I would only...yeah yeah blah blahh
I love what I do. And I don't apologize for it. After what these creeps have put me through in life - no, make that -- after what they put EVERYONE through in this life -- and that means even the lowlife Jew whose only crime is ignoring the lowlife practices of their lowlife kin. That's the Jew I most despise... the public servants and governors who conspire for their own, and hide their allegiance with standard cover -- average white American. You know, the Jewish Jones who writes an independent op-ed piece on the "Evil of Islam", or the stealth Jew posing as the Average White administrator.
Brooklyn Beep Marty Markowitz said he will probably hang a portrait of a black person or a woman in his office in place of the country's first president, while moving the Father of Our Country elsewhere in Borough Hall.
"I respect history . . . but there has to be a recognition that this is 2002," Markowitz said. "There's not one picture of a person of color, not one kid, not one Latin. Borough Hall should reflect the richness of our diversity."He added, "I wasn't trying to say there's anything bad about all white men. I'm 56. I guess you'd call me an old white man."
I love activist Jew bashing. I love to write editor's letters that are undiluted Jew loathing. I tell em upfront. I confess. I'm an anti-semite. Well, actually no, I don't think Arabs have done anything to be lumped in such company. It's Jews I hate. - you know, the Jewish kind.
My mass mailing to Middle Eastern publications -
Sirs/Madam:
Ongoing calls for the extermination of Jews are really quite upsetting. You simply must make peace with them. I know, I know... countless civilizations have tried and failed to modify Jewish perversions of commerce and contracts. But we must exercise vigilance, with new methods of persuasion and communication.
And no more talk of "driving Jews into the sea", because there's little chance you'll get all of em, and the rest of us will be sentenced to another 5 decades of holocaust film.Carol
I especially love to torment them in public. You know they deserve it. Not long ago I was in a museum bookstore when a pushy, solipsistic - I know it's redundant - Jewess crashed into the front of the checkout in front of me and plopped down cash - yammerin the whole time to her equally noxious spawn. I looked at the cashier, then at the woman and said,
"Okay, so you're a Jew? Let's make this learning experience. It could save lives. Think of this as a millennial epiphany -- You know how you're always asking, yet never seem to grasp why people hate you? Well today - drum roll - you've demonstrated one teeensy reason why. See the end of the line? Go back and wait your turn - and be quiet."
I concluded my business with a blushing cashier, and when I turned to leave, all eyes in the quiet room were looking up over spectacles and from behind books and candles -- each staring in disbelief, for what seemed longer than the few minutes it took for the horror to spread across the face of the offending Jew. I nodded to others as I made my way to the door. - I said "See, no need to kill em. They can be trained."
That's how you deal with the little fuckers. In museums, at streetlights, school board meetings and over contracts. Explain to them that there would be fewer calls for their extermination if they comported themselves in a more user-friendly fashion.
Once, I was looking for a street address in a neighborhood of immaculate little patio homes, I stopped to ask a woman for directions. At just that moment her Scotty dog took a dump in her neighbors flower garden. Rather than clean it up, she continued talking to me and moving on. I said "Oh, my God, another Jew", just under my breath, but loud enough for her to hear. [Her accent betrayed that special brand of New York imperiousness.]
"WHAT are you doing to your neighbors yard?" I asked. She seemed a little embarrassed, but of course not enough to alter her behavior. I ended the frank encounter by shaking my head and saying "And you want to know why the world hates you?"
The police showed up at my door the next day. She took my license number and called the cops. [Do ya love it?] I was somewhat perplexed when the officer told me he had received a complaint about me. "What kind of complaint," I asked. He said I had made "racial" remarks to someone. "I did?" I asked with incredulity. Is that a crime?
The officer didn't really know what to say. I asked him if there were charges filed against me and he said no, but---.THAT's --as far as he got. "If there are no charges, why are you here?" I said. Then he got testy [of course] and persisted with "We got a complaint about you".
"Have I broken some law?" I asked again.
"Did you attack a Jewish woman yesterday?" he was getting serious now.
"Attacked?" I repeated, with my best wide-eyed look of incredulity. Then I began to laugh. "Officer, I think we are done now, because I'm getting angry with you, and YOU have no business -- with ME. It's time for you to leave."
Of course I drove right back to the neighborhood at 7:15 the next morning. There she was with her defecating little hairball. I couldn't stifle myself. I rolled down the window and got her attention. Clearly shaken, she yelled, "Leave me alone you anti-Semitic bitch!"
I laughed and whispered very loudly "next time -- REAL ovens? larger ovens."
Lettuce Roll!!
Violence is out. Activism is in?
So many people want to express their hatred for all things Jewish, but they don't have the spine, or they fear for their reputations. I've discussed this with perfect strangers in line at the deli. Woman asks waitperson if Baklava is Jewish. ... I'm also standing in line and blurt "Oh gosh no. Here's a test for you. If you've eaten kosher food, you'll develop an irrepressible urge to short-change a blind newsboy." Then from the back of the line came -- "or raid the pension fund".
I was electrified. People are eager to display their disdain for the disdainful... they just need an opportunity. I got an email the other day about a huge dust up in a Korean store in Bel-Air ... Jewess told store owner he was anti-Semitic... To which he said? " I have no plobrem wif Alab, I no like Juu like you."
Try it. It's exhilarating. All you wussies -- do it in a neighborhood where nobody knows you. Use any opportunity to let em know they are reviled.
My Amazon.com reader review of "The Diary of Ann Frank". "It's the feel-good book of the century. A fantastic opening and a great and joyous ending that'll leave you wanting more!"
That felt so good. ®