Henry Makow, "Who builds a big statue of a bull with an oven in its stomach, makes it breathe fire, and then stuffs children (real or fake) into that oven while crying out like banshees and dancing around it? Jews. In the middle of Chicago on a Monday [in 1933]."
At 4 a.m. Eastern Daylight Time I am up with the birds (or the birdbrained, or "whatever" as we used to say in the great state of Californ-i-a). Gavin's lookin' good sweeping the homeless off the street and the sidewalk. "What! Do you think I'M going to walk out in traffic because of a bunch of homeless riff-raff?" With the recent Supreme (supremely retarded) court ruling that municipalities could "cleanse" their precious sidewalks of the unwashed worthless people.
First they freeze or reduce your wages. Then they raise your rents exponentially. Then they throw you out on the street. Then SCOTUS proclaims those people, former humans and citizens of the United States, are now less than human and can be discarded like vermin and trash.
This is what America has become over the last 43 years.
So I tried to leave. Now I know how the "illegal aliens" feel. First I went to Mexico. Not working out so well for this gringo I tried the Philippines. A nation run as the personal fiefdom of a few rich crime families such as the Marcos and the Aquinos. I had a religious epiphany when I remembered that former president Dutarte use to authorize his police to put a bullet in the back of the head of "alleged" drug smugglers. (No right to a lawyer; no trial; just summary justice. Sort of like a bad Hollywood Western.) I found religion at 35,000 feet when I got on my plane, having made it through customs without having any planted contraband found on my belongings and saw Christ walking on a cloud top over Manila.
So now, back in The States, I have indeed had long conversations with the cockroaches in my room, Mr. Dinh. Welcome to America. Welcome home. Sucker (at least that's what the roaches refer to me as. Mr. Dangling participle).
On his 74th birthday, an old man received a gift certificate from his wife...
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded to go, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man and wondered what he was in for.
The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, "This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoon and then say '1-2-3'." When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want."
The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" the medicine man responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
The man was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he quickly took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes as she asked "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, young cockroaches, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
Belarus is quite impressive if they placed that high at the math Olympiad. Assume the were all European origin? Hungary probably less so, as it's an outpost of Chinese anchor babies?
Loved that demonic trans fatty at the opening ceremony...should have rebranded it the 'Ozympics' and raked in $$ in the pharma tie-ins.
It never ceases to amaze me what dumb goyim will put up with, so long as their streaming package still works and their bellies are filled with slop and SSRIs.
the offensive banquet tableau had nothing to do with the Christian last supper - it was purely an evocation of the pagan gods - Dionysus as central figure - I am a bit surprised that Linh seems not to understand this, but it was a common misinterpretation transmitted by the mass media
these days it seems Russia is more Christian than the West
last night on Netflix I watched a show about a man that murdered his pregnant wife and two small daughters - the story was entirely told through Facebook postings, police bodycams, court tv, and interrogation room video - he's in prison now for the rest of his life
Phuc Long is mainly a tea shop but I had one of the best cups of coffee in my life at a Saigon store. Cross between basic black coffee and espresso. Reminded me of a turbo charged Pete's. (Adolf Pete was the first of the boutique coffee store grinders in the US. It was where the founder of Starbucks learned his craft. He must have been a poor student.)
I tried Phuc's instant and that was dreadful.
I wondered at the time with that name if they could go international. They are now in the US but have bad reviews.
"Here are the top ten finishers at the 2024 International Mathematical Olympiad: USA, China, South Korea, India..." So in other words China 2 followed by China 1? Or as some may prefer - 'bad' China followed by 'good' China?
Thanks for watching the Olympic opening ceremony so I didn't have to. The dreary tale (suitably cleansed by heavy downpours) brought to mind a recent podcast in which Adam Carolla said that he thinks the Oscars are rapidly becoming less popular because they're no longer based on merit, whereas American football (which was used as an allegory for all sport) is becoming far more popular because it IS based on merit. I hope the Olympic ceremonies will go the same way as the Oscars, whilst the competitive events continue to thrive.
Thanks again for your photos. The older lady's younger bottom and legs with a cameo of you trying hard not to look while jiving in the background dressed like a bumblebee.
The young parents with their child on the beach brought to mind your photo from Laos several months ago of the young father with his son on the banks of the Mekong. I assume you intended the jarring juxtaposition of photographing such happy innocence against a heavy industrial background, rather than repeating the bucolic background in your Laotian photo. Our children's future is likely to be more Bladerunner than Watership Down.
FInally, shouldn't the 'coffee shop' photo's sign have been spelt Luv Ulong, rather than Phuc Long?
The agile old fart is somebody else. I couldn't move like that even when younger. I need at least three shots of bourbon before inflicting my "dancing" on disgusted eyes.
'Addicted to beamed bullshit, they’ll keep smearing it on their soiled souls' for watching the Olympics? A bit harshly judgemental. Not everyone is a maverick.
Not entirely sure what you mean, but I don't think Linh is wrong. As long as most people "tolerate" it, they will keep amping it up. The whole point is to find out just how much you will put up with, and then go beyond that to get you angry. Because emotional people are much easier to control than rational people.
Everyone just has to say "enough" before it will begin to stop and then start to reverse itself.
Not saying he's wrong generally speaking but people who are watching the Olympics are probably just looking for a bit of escapism. They might be annoyed by the propaganda but still want to enjoy the spectacle of the athletics.
There is often this binary attitude that you're either some off the grid maverick or some totally idiotic braindead normie in Lin's writing and while I generally still enjoy it I do find it a bit much at times.
You are a very stiff and rather humorless reader, I must say. My statement is clearly about a general condition that's destroying lives and countries, with watching the Olympics only tangentially relevant, or even irrelevant.
P.S. From all my articles and photographs, it's clear that all I do is hang out with normal people, whom I never categorize as "normies," much less "idiotic braindead normies." That's Zep's language, as is "binary." After over a thousand words recently explaining why I was in Australia, Zep commented, "Yo why are you in Australia?" Dear Zep, are you "reading" while watching TV and listening to music? To each his own, so, by all means, keep doing it!
Hi everyone,
Henry Makow, "Who builds a big statue of a bull with an oven in its stomach, makes it breathe fire, and then stuffs children (real or fake) into that oven while crying out like banshees and dancing around it? Jews. In the middle of Chicago on a Monday [in 1933]."
Video here:
https://linhdinhphotos.blogspot.com/2022/10/henrymakow_23.html
Linh
The ritual reminds me of the "spectacle" AKA The Olympic Opening Ceremony.
Of today’s photos, the parents adoring their child at the beach moves and encourages me. I have transcended.
At 4 a.m. Eastern Daylight Time I am up with the birds (or the birdbrained, or "whatever" as we used to say in the great state of Californ-i-a). Gavin's lookin' good sweeping the homeless off the street and the sidewalk. "What! Do you think I'M going to walk out in traffic because of a bunch of homeless riff-raff?" With the recent Supreme (supremely retarded) court ruling that municipalities could "cleanse" their precious sidewalks of the unwashed worthless people.
First they freeze or reduce your wages. Then they raise your rents exponentially. Then they throw you out on the street. Then SCOTUS proclaims those people, former humans and citizens of the United States, are now less than human and can be discarded like vermin and trash.
This is what America has become over the last 43 years.
So I tried to leave. Now I know how the "illegal aliens" feel. First I went to Mexico. Not working out so well for this gringo I tried the Philippines. A nation run as the personal fiefdom of a few rich crime families such as the Marcos and the Aquinos. I had a religious epiphany when I remembered that former president Dutarte use to authorize his police to put a bullet in the back of the head of "alleged" drug smugglers. (No right to a lawyer; no trial; just summary justice. Sort of like a bad Hollywood Western.) I found religion at 35,000 feet when I got on my plane, having made it through customs without having any planted contraband found on my belongings and saw Christ walking on a cloud top over Manila.
So now, back in The States, I have indeed had long conversations with the cockroaches in my room, Mr. Dinh. Welcome to America. Welcome home. Sucker (at least that's what the roaches refer to me as. Mr. Dangling participle).
On his 74th birthday, an old man received a gift certificate from his wife...
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded to go, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man and wondered what he was in for.
The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, "This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoon and then say '1-2-3'." When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want."
The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" the medicine man responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
The man was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he quickly took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes as she asked "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, young cockroaches, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
Belarus is quite impressive if they placed that high at the math Olympiad. Assume the were all European origin? Hungary probably less so, as it's an outpost of Chinese anchor babies?
Loved that demonic trans fatty at the opening ceremony...should have rebranded it the 'Ozympics' and raked in $$ in the pharma tie-ins.
It never ceases to amaze me what dumb goyim will put up with, so long as their streaming package still works and their bellies are filled with slop and SSRIs.
the offensive banquet tableau had nothing to do with the Christian last supper - it was purely an evocation of the pagan gods - Dionysus as central figure - I am a bit surprised that Linh seems not to understand this, but it was a common misinterpretation transmitted by the mass media
these days it seems Russia is more Christian than the West
last night on Netflix I watched a show about a man that murdered his pregnant wife and two small daughters - the story was entirely told through Facebook postings, police bodycams, court tv, and interrogation room video - he's in prison now for the rest of his life
To anyone not calling himself "mistah charley, ph.d," please go here:
https://vigilantcitizen.com/vigilantreport/an-in-depth-look-at-the-depravity-of-the-2024-paris-olympics-opening-ceremony/
Phuc Long is mainly a tea shop but I had one of the best cups of coffee in my life at a Saigon store. Cross between basic black coffee and espresso. Reminded me of a turbo charged Pete's. (Adolf Pete was the first of the boutique coffee store grinders in the US. It was where the founder of Starbucks learned his craft. He must have been a poor student.)
I tried Phuc's instant and that was dreadful.
I wondered at the time with that name if they could go international. They are now in the US but have bad reviews.
"Here are the top ten finishers at the 2024 International Mathematical Olympiad: USA, China, South Korea, India..." So in other words China 2 followed by China 1? Or as some may prefer - 'bad' China followed by 'good' China?
Thanks for watching the Olympic opening ceremony so I didn't have to. The dreary tale (suitably cleansed by heavy downpours) brought to mind a recent podcast in which Adam Carolla said that he thinks the Oscars are rapidly becoming less popular because they're no longer based on merit, whereas American football (which was used as an allegory for all sport) is becoming far more popular because it IS based on merit. I hope the Olympic ceremonies will go the same way as the Oscars, whilst the competitive events continue to thrive.
Thanks again for your photos. The older lady's younger bottom and legs with a cameo of you trying hard not to look while jiving in the background dressed like a bumblebee.
The young parents with their child on the beach brought to mind your photo from Laos several months ago of the young father with his son on the banks of the Mekong. I assume you intended the jarring juxtaposition of photographing such happy innocence against a heavy industrial background, rather than repeating the bucolic background in your Laotian photo. Our children's future is likely to be more Bladerunner than Watership Down.
FInally, shouldn't the 'coffee shop' photo's sign have been spelt Luv Ulong, rather than Phuc Long?
Hi Jon,
The agile old fart is somebody else. I couldn't move like that even when younger. I need at least three shots of bourbon before inflicting my "dancing" on disgusted eyes.
Linh
Hey - I just thought you might've been tongued by Satan ;-)
The woman doing the squats in the video - that is quite difficult. Amazing agility.
That is not a bad ass:).
'Addicted to beamed bullshit, they’ll keep smearing it on their soiled souls' for watching the Olympics? A bit harshly judgemental. Not everyone is a maverick.
Not entirely sure what you mean, but I don't think Linh is wrong. As long as most people "tolerate" it, they will keep amping it up. The whole point is to find out just how much you will put up with, and then go beyond that to get you angry. Because emotional people are much easier to control than rational people.
Everyone just has to say "enough" before it will begin to stop and then start to reverse itself.
Not saying he's wrong generally speaking but people who are watching the Olympics are probably just looking for a bit of escapism. They might be annoyed by the propaganda but still want to enjoy the spectacle of the athletics.
There is often this binary attitude that you're either some off the grid maverick or some totally idiotic braindead normie in Lin's writing and while I generally still enjoy it I do find it a bit much at times.
Hi Zep,
You are a very stiff and rather humorless reader, I must say. My statement is clearly about a general condition that's destroying lives and countries, with watching the Olympics only tangentially relevant, or even irrelevant.
Linh
P.S. From all my articles and photographs, it's clear that all I do is hang out with normal people, whom I never categorize as "normies," much less "idiotic braindead normies." That's Zep's language, as is "binary." After over a thousand words recently explaining why I was in Australia, Zep commented, "Yo why are you in Australia?" Dear Zep, are you "reading" while watching TV and listening to music? To each his own, so, by all means, keep doing it!