Blackmailed Blacks Blackening Jews

[Philadelphia, 3/30/14]

I’m sick of all this anti-Semitic bullshit.

With their wisdom, humor and unmatched sense of justice, Jews haven’t just enriched but saved goy lives. Still, Jewish babies’ heads are cut off, Jewish women are raped by ragheaded terrorists and Jewish men are stereotyped as lecherous pussies. We’re clearly headed for another Holocaust, but this time, with 16 million, at least, gassed.

Such thanks Jews get. How many other races can claim the likes of Albert Einstein, Gertrude Stein, Yuval Noah Harari, Howard Stern, Jerry Springer and Ron Unz?!

Imagine America without Jewish produced movies, music, television and news? It’d be a desert overrun by square dancing deplorables, with here and there some banjo strumming retard.

Without Jewish Jerry Heller, there’d be no Niggaz Wit Attitude or gangsta rap. Jewish Clive Davis launched Diddy’s career. Minus Davis’ mentorship, there’s no way Diddy could have founded Bad Boys Record at age 23. Most people can’t even tie their shoes until they’re 30! It’s sheer nonsense Diddy had to suck Davis’ dick. If anything, it’s the other way around, for who has the more magnificent jewels? Use your common sense, faggot.

Truth is, Davis never fucked anyone whose career depended on him, period. That’s not just unethical, but against his Jewish upbringing. Davis wasn’t just proper and professional, but shy. In The Soundtrack of My Life, Davis recounts delicately turning down Janis Joplin. According to Davis, she expressed her kosher desire through her Jewish manager:

“You know what Janis would really prefer to do?” Grossman asked. “She’s talked about meeting you, and she thinks it only fitting and proper that she ball you to cement the deal. That would be her way of showing this is a more meaningful relationship—not in lieu of signing, but in addition, a way to make the signing different from what it normally would be in the business world.”

Talk about boundaries! You don’t learn how to deal with a proposition like that in school. I smiled to myself, and declined the offer as politely as I could, but assured Grossman I’d come to meet the band as soon as I could get free. Later that afternoon I went looking for the group and found them in a conference room. We all said hello and shook hands, and then started to chat. It was awkward at first. Unlike now, assumptions about business were largely negative in the Sixties, at least among the subculture that Janis and the band not only represented, but epitomized. There I was in my suit in a building that was about as potent a symbol of the Establishment as you could find. And I’d just turned down Janis’s offer to have sex with me!

Dead half a century, Joplin can’t challenge Davis’ account, but why would anyone question such an honorable and brave man? After two marriages and four children, Davis at age 81 calmly announced he was bisexual, “I hadn’t fantasized about men. I had never experimented during my adolescence or between my first and second marriages. I was not at all interested in anonymous sex. But sex with a male didn’t repulse me, and it provided welcome relief.”

A lesser man, Obama merely fantasized, “I make love to men daily, but in the imagination.” Davis acts.

Another anti-Semitic rumor has Sir Lucian Grainge diddling Diddy often, but why would an English knight do something so unseemly? His name alone should squelch this vicious slander. Grainges have traditionally been farmers and laborers, so salt of the earth types. Slaving away, they often died young. Granted, Grainge’s daddy only adopted this surname to confuse stupid goyim, just like John Kerry’s and Victoria Nuland’s grandparents, but here, again, we see anti-Semitism running rampant. Enough!

Even the best Jews are venomously criticized. Here’s Helen Hayes on Louis B. Mayer, “You are talking about the devil incarnate. Not just evil, but the most evil man I have ever dealt with in my life. He was an untalented, mean, vicious, vindictive person […] He turned everyone against everyone else, establishing himself as a kingpin, without having anything to offer himself. And he would lie to your face.” There’s a reason Hayes is consigned to oblivion.

Much more objectively and judiciously, here’s how Wikipedia describes the “Lion of Hollywood,” “With many of his actors, Mayer was like an overprotective father. In some cases, especially with child actors, he could become closely involved in managing their everyday lives, telling them where to shop, where to dine, or what doctor to visit. He liked giving suggestions about how they could take better care of themselves.^”

OK, so Mayer lied about being born on July 4th, but this Jew couldn’t have loved America more, “We in the picture business have a great responsibility to bring to the screen clean, wholesome entertainment. Our pictures must show religion—love of our flag and home—respect for father and mother. There are too many who look at these themes as ‘unsophisticated’ and lacking the ‘realism’ of actual life.”

In 1941, Shirley Temple and her mother visited MGM, her new studio. With her mom “ushered away by general manager Louis B. Mayer,” Temple was left alone with producer Arthur Freed, another Jew:

“I have something made for just you,” he continued, fumbling in his lap. “You’ll be my new star!” That phrase had last been used when I was three years old in Kid in Hollywood.

Obviously, Freed did not believe in preliminaries. With his face gaped in a smile, he stood up abruptly and executed a bizarre flourish of clothing. Having thought of him as a producer rather than exhibitor, I sat bolt upright. Guarded personal exposure by both brothers and Father had maintained me in relatively pristine innocence. Not twelve years old, I still had little appreciation for masculine versatility and so dramatic was the leap between schoolgirl speculation and Freed’s bedazzling exposure that I reacted with nervous laughter.

“Get out!” he shouted, unmindful of his disarray, imperiously pointing to the closed door. “Go on, get out!”

Since there’s no independent witness to Freed brandishing his cock to a startled child, we must not come to any conclusion. Plus, Temple made this charge at age 60, so she was perhaps senile or insane, if not a lifelong anti-Semite. There’s more:

Mother and I were en route home before I spilled my executive-suite saga. Expecting her to be startled or angry on my behalf, I was surprised when she had her own tale to tell. Not only had Freed cut a figure, so had Mayer.

Ushering Mother to an overstuffed couch, Mayer returned behind his desk and mounted a long-legged chair, a vanity which gave him increased stature while seated. Wiping his eyeglasses on a silk handkerchief, he recounted how admiringly he regarded her. Every child should be so lucky to have such a mother, he purred, a real mother, yet someone sexy and refined. Usually solemn, his eyes glinted. Surely she could recognize real sincerity when she saw it. Never forget, he continued, at MGM we are a family. We take care of our own.

Slipping down off his chair, he approached the sofa and sank down beside her, uttering a contented sigh.

Surely she was the most unique mother in the world, he said. Someone who should be a star in her own right. He grasped her hand, pulling her toward him.

Mayer’s opinion of his personal prowess was rumored to be overblown, but not the power of his office. Reluctant to test either, Mother picked up her purse and retreated out the door, walking backwards. Unlike my reaction of hilarity to Freed, hers was to be grievously affronted. Not for nothing was the MGM lot known as the “factory,” a studio perfumed with sultry, busty creatures with long legs and tight haunches, and more than its quota of lecherous older men.

There’s no end to hate speech. Did Freed expect a prepubescent girl to touch or suck his 46-year-old penis? Similarly, it’s unbelievable that a 56-year-old Mayer, married for 36 years, could count on clawing, groping or fornicating a strange woman he had just met.

From Meyer Lansky to Jeffrey Epstein, Jews are expert at deploying honey traps to snare entertainers and politicians. When taste and policy makers are caught without pants, they become your slaves. Jews have also been tarred for their outsized role in pornography.

Lie, lies and all lies!

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