I have been reticent to mention this before. It’s not something one is proud of, or goes around bragging about. It is more an object of shame and misery. But facts are facts and I must tell the world of my trials, and in so doing…perhaps I can find some peace. Maybe I can bring some personal peace to those that suffered with me, and too have kept these memories repressed. Daring not to take them out and examine them publicly.
The Big Inning
I was not then, nor, will I ever be religious. But although I have a whole warehouse of reasons why I am not, among them is that if there was a just and fair supreme being that could somehow affect evil in this world…he would not allow this type of cruel hoax(or the Ice Capades) to plague the world. This “holohoax”. This deception. This horrible hate-mongering lie that has been fed to us and our children for over 40 years. Ever since the moment of watching this film, the PR campaign has raged. Taking over the hatred portion of my gray matter…directed at those that direct this onslaught of sick lies. I have seen skin lampshades, jew-fat soap and shrunken jew heads come an go. Fall by the wayside of credulity, only to be replaced by “raised-by-wolves” , apple and pajama fables. Film after film…museum after museum…memorial after memorial to this holohoax lie…replacing the true jewish slaughters of history. The Armenians butchered. The Gulag massacres of the USSR. All gone from our collective memory. Where was G_d indeed.
Like so many jewish hoax survivors, I intend to petition for relief. I need some cash to make me feel better. I intend to apply for survivor reparations due me for the 40-odd years that I have had to put up with this shit. This has damaged me. It has made me know hate. A feeling that….well…I hate. It has opened my eyes to the evil of mankind. It has forced me to see all of which we as a species are capable…and not in a good way. It has also forced me to bite my tongue. Not to say the word “jew” in public. Not to go off on a relative that was “touched” by some holohoax museum tour. Forced me to trash my television. Forced me to edit my movie selection…to cull my reading and even the company I keep for fear of being labeled “antisemitic”.
All for a lie. A lie to gain power for a few. All to justify the theft and murder that is israel.
I want my youth back. Dammit. I don’t want to know that a cult this powerful, can exert that power so maliciously. I don’t want to believe that these people teach their children so much hatred for anyone that isn’t kosher. I don’t want to live with the negativity that they bring to the world. I want everyone to understand how much power they DO have. And I don’t want to live with the memories of discovering these ghoulish facts. Money won’t heal these scars. But if money is all that is precious to them…I want it.
I don’t have fables up in my head of hiding in a latrine so the evil Dr. Mengele won’t inject blue dye into the eyes of my twin brother and I. I don’t have a number tattooed on my arm, nor can I explain why Nazis would tattoo jews that they intend to kill.
What I do have is a great portion of my life gone…disputing all this horse shit. They owe me big-time.
This site and any damage it does to their ghoulish cause is a beginning.