One Good Jew

See? I can always find the exception to the rule!

His mother, Regina Wender, was Jewish (Polish-Jewish descent), and his likely biological father, Paul Nemenyi, was Hungarian-Jewish — so he was Jewish on both sides, and Jewish by matrilineal tradition regardless.

The twist is that Fischer himself vehemently denied it in his later years and became notoriously antisemitic, ranting about Jewish conspiracies in radio interviews from the 1990s until his death in 2008. He tried to disown the heritage, but the heritage was unambiguous.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

In an open letter Fischer wrote on June 28, 1984 to Encyclopaedia Judaica, he demanded they remove his entry. In it he wrote: “I am not today, nor have I ever been a Jew, and as a matter of fact, I am uncircumcised.” He also accused them of “fraudulently misrepresenting me to be a Jew” and distributed the letter publicly.

What makes it more interesting is the trajectory. In a 1962 Harper’s interview, when asked “You’re Jewish, aren’t you?”, Fischer answered “Part Jewish. My mother is Jewish.” So as a young man he acknowledged it. The hardening into outright denial came roughly two decades later, after his involvement with the Worldwide Church of God.

Then in later radio interviews, when interviewers pointed out he was Jewish, he’d deflect mockingly — in one case responding “Shall we go to the toilets and prove it?” , referencing the circumcision point from the 1984 letter.

The narrative is that he became “psychologically unstable” but personally I think that’s bullshit. He was never diagnosed and even if he had been, my opinion of psychiatry as a whole is somewhere below phrenology.

My view is that he was a high IQ with probable Aspergers. Which would make him, like yours truly, absolutely search for truth as best as he could and despise liars with some passion.

But even if he had been a bit crazy, imagine yourself as an honest person that finds out he is Jewish. Who wouldn’t lose it a bit. And he certainly never behaved like the classic Jew, which to my mind explains his denial of his heritage. And again, which honest person would not want to distance himself from that pernicious, vicious, tribe of absolute liars?

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I have no idea who she is, but she does an EXCELLENT job of having Jews expose themselves for who they are, by their own words. Listen to her here .

And she absolutely confirms what some of us have known for decades: the Israelis intentionally and specifically target CHILDREN.

Using drones that emit crying baby sounds to attract other children out so they can be shot.

And there have been reports on this from the 1970s on. That IDF snipers will shoot toddlers so as to massively wound them so their cries will bring out their parents only to then have the child be shot again in front of them.

They are the synagogue of satan, not human beings at all.

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Aside all the farm stuff, there are many other issues of bureaucratic paperwork, random bills, accumulated nonsense that needs final resolving, etc, which tends to weigh on anyone mentally.

Whenever faced with such situation, the answer in how to deal with it is simple enough to explain, even if not always so easy to follow through on.

Pick one of the items. It doesn’t really matter which one, and finish it.

There are different schools of thought on it. Some say pick the easiest and fastest and do that, others say pick the biggest bugbear and kill it relentlessly.

The truth is it doesn’t really matter unless some of them are really hard-deadlines with big painful consequences. In which case pick that one. Otherwise, pick one. Rolla dice if you’re too stuck to choose it yourself. And don’t let go of it until it’s done.

Then move onto the next one.

That’s it. No big secret, no miracle, magical cure.

“Oh but…”

Shut up. Work.

That’s all there is to it.

“But my inner child…”

Won’t eat if you can’t get over your shit. You’re not 5, or 8, or 12. You’re an adult. Get off your ass and get shit done.

If someone cut off one of your fingers every minute you DON’T ACT, guess what: you might lose ONE finger, then you’d be moving VERY fast, minus one finger, and plus a bleeding stump where it used to be, to DO whatever. So you absolutely CAN do it. Just stop whining and get up and do it.

Your excuses are just lies.

Your attached fingers are all testament to it.

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Lots to do on a Farm in Spring, and thank God for the Ice Spartan, which is basically a human terminator that works non-stop.

We have about 7.5 toms of wood to stock up for next winter. My 5 ton assessment was wrong because of the type of wood we mostly have (it burns fast) but my estimate that we need 5 months of wood for the stove is spot on.

We are also finally pruning all the trees properly, which in fairness only happened partially and for some trees not at all for 8 years now. So the field looks covered in about two feet or more of cuttings.

You can see a little video of it here:

Got a larger trincia for the Tractor at a steal but it needs a bit of maintenance, which can’t be finished until this week when the shops open again.

I need to BADLY service both cars, as they have bene neglected badly due to the more pressing matters.

I need to fix the main gate, mark out the limits of our property, sort out some signage for the truffle areas, and also try to make some progress for the kids speaking Italian better, as the Young Viking, using his unmistakable charm has now got his little Ukrainian girlfriend speaking English instead of him talking much Italian.

Overall the Easter break has been good, even if both the wife and I have been rather clogged up with whatever supposedly passes for a flue these days, but is probably military grade zapping by 5G towers, chemtrails for people like me who talk about the genocide the Jews are doing in Palestine and everywhere else they get a chance to, and so on.

As for the whole war in Iran, etc. I am thoroughly enjoying the absolute masterclass in trolling the Iranians are doing of the entire Jewish controlled USA war machine.

If they could just get rid of all the American bases in Europe too, instead of dog just the Middle East, we would be ever so grateful!

Yes, Yes, we know how the average American “patriot” has been brainwashed into thinking American bases in Europe protect Europe from Russia, but the reality is that the American bases “protect” you the same way the Mafia does. You get “protected” into paying with your citizen’s lives, taxes, and usurpation, so that the USA doesn’t deliver some freedom and democracy just like they are doing to Iran right now.

And frankly, I would rather be Doge of Venice under. Russo-Iranian protectorate, which I believe they would honour far more than any “agreement” Italy ever made with the USA. For the record, there are accords that were done just after the war that affect Italy and all Italians that are STILL secret and as an Italian citizen you can’t read or see, that the USA imposes on Italy.

So, yeah, if you’re one of those lobotomised “people” that was so abysmally retarded to join the military and go kill and/or die for the jewish masters of the USA, listen up: GO HOME. No-one in Europe, or anywhere else for that matter, needs you to protect them from anything. The biggest terrorists state has always been Israel, and the USA is its poodle on leash that will do whatever Israel says.

If that pisses you off? Good. Get rid of IPAC, the ADL, and all the financiers, the Fed, the Hollywood pedovores and all your completely corrupt politicians. The sooner you do it, the sooner we can do it to our politicians too.

I know it’s a shock for some, but man, what do you prefer? A complete lie you only believed in because it was hammered into you before you could think about it? Or the truth, regardless of how dark it is?

Choose. Because by now, no one gets to pretend they can’t see the truth f they want to.

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Ron Unz lays it out, here .

Actually, a good bit of the confusion disappears when we realize that the Old Testament is the Jewish Bible; it was written by Jews, for Jews, and about Jews. Nothing about it is intended for gentiles. The famous Ten Commandments apply only among Jews; theft, “covetousness,” even killing are allowed when dealing with non-Jews. All those nice sayings about the “brother” or the “neighbor” apply only to “the brother Jew” and “the neighbor Jew.” If you are a non-Jew and you think that anything about the OT applies to you, you need to do some serious rethinking.

In fact, the vast majority of specific references to gentiles in the OT are negative: The slaves? Non-Jews. The slaughtered, the plundered, the “blotted”? Non-Jews. Making honest agreements (“covenants”) with non-Jews? No (Ex 34:12). Having relationships with non-Jews? No (Deut 7:3). Showing mercy or lenience toward non-Jews? No (Ps 106:34). Exploiting non-Jews through usury? Sure! (Deut 23:20) In sum, the gentiles are fit for slavery, usury, exploitation, theft, and murder, but little else. So much for your “holy” bible

Read the while thing there. It is very instructive, though for even deeper context, you might want to read this too:

Where did the Jewish Armageddon story come from?

The whole world really needs to understand this.

And every Jew needs to return to Israel. And stay there.

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So, the angelic looking three year old with blue eyes and blonde curls has been essentially harassing to death , lovingly following the Ice Spartan around, and he has been telling us some her little comments and things she has done.

Keep in mind there is about 100 metres or so of distance between our house and the chalet he is in, with basically clean forest between them.

On a weekend, at about 23:00 we realise, the little creature is not in the house. Turns out she went to the Ice Spartan’s chalet barefoot, in winter, dressed in basically a little party costume that is made of gossamer and layer of chiffon. Things she told him:

Note: [Ice Spartan Name – we’ll call him Jack, even though that’s not his name at all]

Jack’s in his chalet, peeling an orange he’s about to eat.

AG: Jack, let me show you how I steal food from people.

J: Uh…ok…

AG: See, I see you peeling an orange and I say, (sing-song voice) Jack, can I please have a piece? (end of sing-song voice) And then you say, sure… So I eat your food.

Another day, still in total darkness, but this time she at least has a little torch, she decided she wanted to go call Jack so he would come over for dinner. So off she went to get him with her little torch. On the way back to the house.

AG: Jack, stay behind me, there might be wolves.

J: Uh… ok…

AG: And you don’t even have your knife. Next time you should bring your knife.

J: Clearly chastised at his lack of pre-emptive arming against vicious wolves.

Kitchen just before dinner, Wife, Jack and me present.

Me: Where’s AG?

Wife: Oh, so, she had put her white baptism dress on, because she decided she’s going to marry Jack. So I told her to go change.

Jack: Shakes his head in silence.

Me: Oh I don’t know about that Jack. I mean, I think… age wise you know… you’re just not old enough for her.

She also regularly does little ballet type poses for him and asks him: “Can you do this?”

She did the splits, intentionally at age 1 when she was already walking and talking, and of course, we remarked on it, so she sometimes just spontaneously does it now. And of course demonstrates to Jack how to go about it.

He is a very patient man.

Very.

But I think she’s rubbing off on him. The other day, while holding the new heavy chainsaw he was using to very kindly make piles of wood for next winter , he climbed on the log and he says he slipped , but I think he was just trying to do an impromptu split, mid-air, in the forest.

He hadn’t said anything, but the wife saw him limping and asked what happened and that’s when he told her about the “accident”.

I of course, full of concern, immediately asked: “Is the chain-saw fine?” 1

Well, what can I say, she’s daddy’s girl, clearly.

Earlier in the year, when I was discussing life with the Ice Spartan, while we were burning cuttings, I told him I do worry about some of my kids for the future. He pointed out Aryan Girl meaningfully, to which I laughed.

“Nah, she is the one I am least worried about at all.”

He looked at me incredulously. “Really.”

Me: “Yeah, I mean compared to one of the others… I mean the Young Viking. He’s tough, but kind of innocent really, and his sense of justice is not really open to compromise. 2 Plus I think if he ever loses his shit and punches someone in anger full force, there’s a good chance he might end up in jail for manslaughter.”

IS: Looks and points meaningfully at AG that was busy throwing various bits of wood into the fire with pyromaniacal glee.

Me: ( laughing, again ) Nah, you see with her it won’t be an accident.

IS: Exactly!

Me: Nah, she’ll be fine. She’s too smart to get caught.

IS: ( Reconsidering ) I dunno, there’s lots more cameras in the world today…

Me: She’s smart. She’ll find a way to blame fake AI videos.

IS: Still… I mean…

Me: yeah, yeah, I know. But hey, think of it like this, she might be like Dexter, you know, only evil guys.

IS: ( looks dubiously at her ).

Me: You know… mostly. Or people that upset her. Or hurt one of her siblings. ( Thinking… or maybe because it’s Tuesday, but eh… I’m sure she’d have a good reason… )

She just has that way about her. And it’s not like she doesn’t get punished by me when she deserves it. But… to her credit, she does also have that side of me that can let go of a bad moment, and five minutes later she’ll come ask to sit on my lap and mess with the calculator on my desk while I write.

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