Friday, August 20, 2010

The Internet and Wikipedia: Their Turf

Much of what is "known" about the Holocaust is the product of the Zionist propaganda campaign that can realistically be reckoned at over a hundred years old - both as to who "knows" it, and what they "know."

The advent of the World Wide Web has radically altered the venues of information and its transmission, with Wikipedia forming a conspicuous and influential locus within those venues. In today's e-mail, Gilad Atzmon passes on an article in Britain's Guardian newspaper describing the recruitment and deployment of information guerrillas specifically trained to operate in the jungles of Wikipedia, the free, online, user-edited encyclopedia to which practically everyone who uses the Internet has occasion to refer at one time or another.

Here, as everywhere, beware Zionist saboteurs - they are well trained, well funded, and numerous, despite the deceptive (and plaintive) whining in the article about how badly they are outnumbered by their opponents. As an experienced Wikipedian in my own right, I can testify from brutal personal experience as to the pile-on that instantly occurs just as soon as anyone sets about correcting any distortion favoring Israel or the account of the Holocaust that sustains its depredations on the world.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Greta Garbo, Julius Caesar, and Holocaust Revisionism

** Saturday afternoon, alone in the house. On the television Time Warner Classics is giving a preview of the upcoming movies that will be shown the coming week. Scene after scene taken from wonderful, now-classic movies from the 40s, 50s and 60s. Even a couple from the 30s. With all the wonderful movies that have been made, what reason is there to make more of them? Who needs more movies? If that’s true, who needs more paintings? More books?

At one place Greta Garbo is quoted: “Life would be such a wonderful thing if only we knew what to do with it.” Two things occur in the brain when I read that observation. The first is an image of the actor Walter Pidgeon sitting at a table with others in Musso Franks on Hollywood Boulevard. That was in the 60s. I grew up with Pidgeon in the films of the 40s and 50s maybe and was surprised to see him sitting there that night. Still, what the devil was the brain doing this afternoon?

The other thing was that the brain became aware that the word “more” had gotten my attention. The vastness of the history of the Chinese people. The endless conflict in the life of one man, Julius Caesar. I’d read a little in The Tweleve Caesars by Suetonius maybe twenty years ago and recently took another run at it. The Robert Graves translation. I found that after thirty or forty minutes I had become bored with Caesar’s endless politicking, struggling, betraying, threatening—the ceaseless ambition. It may have been Suetonius, but I didn’t want anymore and turned to the end of his account for the specific details Caesar’s death. A simpler drama. He was stabbed in the chest, just beneath the throat. “Twenty-three dagger thrusts went home as he stood there.” He was left where he fell until three of his household slaves carried him home in a litter, “one arm hanging over the side.”

Okay. I was finished with Suetonius. It was like reading about Democrats and Republicans infighting with swords. Boring. I was tired of the politics. It never ends, but how did these guys end up? How did they die?

Augustus died in bed at the age of 76. Tiberius died at 77, some thought by poison. Caligula was murdered at 29, his jawbone split by a sword, his genitals run through with swords. Claudius was poisoned, maybe a favorite eunuch, maybe his wife, at 64. Nero stabbed himself in the throat to evade being murdered. He died at 32 “with eyes glazed and bulging from their sockets, a sight which horrified everybody present.” Galba was murdered at poolside and decapitated by an ordinary soldier. He was 73. Otho killed himself at 37 to avoid being murdered. A dagger to his left side. Vitellius was murdered by soldiers with “the torture of the little cuts.” He was then dragged to the Tiber with a hook and thrown in it. He was 56. Vespasian died of fever and diarrhea in the arms of his attendants at 79. Titus died of fever at 42. Domitian was murdered with daggers at the age of 44.

It that was the way it was for those on top, we can only marvel at how it must have been for ordinary folk. And then, now that it's all over, what do we have?


At this moment hundreds of millions, billions, of human beings are in conflict with their wives, their husbands, their children, their neighbors. Numbers beyond the capacity of the brain to imagine. The numbers yes, I can write the numbers, but the facts embraced by the numbers, not possible. Going on year after year, century after century, tens of thousands of years. The reality of human life. Unimaginable.

How is it possible in the long run that anything is significant? Reading Suetonius I see it all playing out 2,000 years ago. Nothing has changed. Only the weapons. We are as the Romans were. As the Chinese of the Han were. We don’t even try to understand. Where is human relationship studied? What’s the name of that department at our universities? Cosmology is all the rage. Anything to confuse the issue. As if it’s out there somewhere. Go to the moon, to mars, to heaven, but don’t take the trouble to look around the neighborhood, to go next door.

I can only imagine how tiny the concept of Holocaust revisionism must be once it’s placed in its historical context. Of course we can let go of historical context if we choose. But if we do, so what?

Hikind Mandates Exterminations in Boro Park

Those of us not living in or near the Boro Park district of New York Assemblyman Dov Hikind may have been napping when word hit the street of the bedbug epidemic plaguing the population there.

The apparent concentration of outbreaks in this particular area is mystifying - one eventually is forced to fall back on improbable ideas such as that bedbugs are entering via the numerous Holocaust reparations payments Hikind's constituents are receiving (see previous post on this blog).

Anyway, in his efforts to further raise the costs of living and working in New York State, Hikind is reprising the laudable efforts of the Germans running concentration camps during World War II when they applied liberal amounts of Zyklon-B pesticide to the clothing, bedding, and quarters of inmates to control the typhus-bearing body lice that were continually being brought in by new admittees.

It would be ironic indeed if, after implementation of Hikind's legislation, someone uncovered a dastardly plot on his part to exterminate some human subpopulation through the administration of these disinfestations! There will, of course, be no written order.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Hollywood's Champion of Semitism (and Americanism)

Producer and entertainment financier Haim Saban has pronounced director Oliver Stone anti-Semitic and anti-American because Stone's treatment of Hitler in Stone's forthcoming Showtime series The Secret History of America is not totally condemnatory.

It seems to be a coincidence that the New Yorker magazine just last month fielded a long, detailed, and thoroughly researched profile of this very same Haim Saban, born a poor Jewish boy in Egypt some sixty-odd years ago.

He's come a long way. Those with a (morbid) curiosity as to what empowers a paragon of morality such as Saban to declare that Stone should be silenced will find the linked article very interesting.

Enough of Them to Swing an Election?

Our friend Dov Hikind, New York State Assemblyman from Boro Park, Brooklyn, has made life easier (and cheaper) for the uncounted thousands of his constituents who receive their Holocaust-reparation payments by wire each month. According to this announcement in Yeshiva World News, the banks that receive these wire transfers will no longer charge for them, the way they presumably do for those of their customers in whose behalf Hikind has not interceded.

Fortunately, the fees mentioned (as high as $30 per) probably amounted to only a very small percentage of the average payment amount in the first place. Banks that feel the need to make up for this reduction in revenues from the services they perform will have to turn to their other customers to make up the shortfall. Not you, I trust.