Mega-Millions of Fools: Quaint Contempt for State Lotteries

sucker with her worthless paper
[Suckers!]

– 29 July 2022 –

C. F. van Niekerk:

Old Leprechaun, round and white-haired and red-in-the-face, talking a mile a minute like an oversized albino chipmunk, brought up the Great Lottery, which everyone is talking about these days, and its near record-breaking $1.1 billion: “I just bought ten tickets! And I think Bopper Anne is buying ten more. And if we win, I’m not even going to call the boss to tell him I quit. I’m just outta here! . . . If Bopper Anne will let me…” He chittered on a bit more, but the details are irrelevant.

Hen-Pecked Harvey leaned back in his chair, his arms folded behind his head, and his eyes took on a gleam: “Well, first thing I’d do is get rid of my wife! I guess I could live with half of $400 million!” And he laughed out the tensions of ten years of banshee nights and medusa mornings. “After that, I’ll be real careful. I’ll go to the Canadian Rockies and think about things for a few weeks. Wouldn’t want to do anything too rash. I’ll probably want to stay in Ohio to be near the kids and my parents. But I think I’ll buy three houses. And you know what? I’m going to pay everyone here to quit work! Except for Howdy Doody! He can throw his weight around and have his mood swings with an empty shop!”

Everybody agreed that they would be happy to quit for a cool $5 million, though I held my tongue.

smug local color 1.1 billion megamillions
[Some light-hearted and dare-I-say smug local color in the six o’clock news, a break from tiresome urban shootings and abortion trannies.]

Don Juan III, the Portuguese Pot-Bellied Pig, his eyes squinting like an overfed rat, twanged his southern Ohio drawl: “Before me and my ol’ lady get a pool and fifty more cats, I’ll take a piss right there on Howdy Doody’s desk!”

Everyone laughed. Someone chimed in, “Well, that will make his day when he sees that the next day.”

“No, I’m gonna whip it right out and water his desk while he’s sittin’! Let him stew in that on my way out the door!” There was no love lost between Don Juan the Portuguese and our supervisor. Ever-moody Howdy Doody couldn’t stand him, and had developed ulcers over him, and lost sleep in his stewing, and he’s even called off work to avoid dealing with Don’s antics.

Hen-Pecked Harvey leaned forward: “You know what, Don Juan! I’m gonna pay everyone to quit but you and Howdy Doody! And if you stay, I’ll give you a couple hundred thousand a year! But only if you stay! And I’ll buy you a house next door to Howdy Doody’s place and all the cats you want!”

Don Juan pretended to hold a phone to his ear: “Hey there, boss! My truck ain’t runnin’! You mind me carpoolin’ today?”

Everyone laughed and laughed. The Big Lottery is the stuff from which American dreams are made!

it's long past Howdy Doody time!
[It’s long past Howdy Doody time!]

I didn’t tell these guys that I don’t want to win millions of dollars, and if somehow I did, I wouldn’t quit my job even though it’s a pain in the ass sometimes. Why ruin their fun?

I’ve been a working class kind of fellow for most of my days. In every shop or factory floor or restaurant kitchen, they always joke about winning the lottery. It’s a common theme.

The fact is, for a life where money never quite seems to cover all the month’s bills, the lottery offers them the only dream of wealth that they can ever possibly expect. Behind the laughter and the jokes, there is a serious hunger.

These tired and often unkempt folks line up at the gas station carry-out to order their #4’s and #21’s and the State Lotto and the Mega-Millions and Powerball and an eight-dollar pack of American Spirits. They studiously sit in their banged-up Chevy’s and scratch at twenty or forty dollars worth of cardboard and silver-nitric-oxide covering, maybe returning to the register to trade a meager winner or two for a few bucks or more tickets. Panning for gold in a state-rigged placer mine.

State lotteries are stupid.

They’re a tax on the poor and the dim and the hopeless.

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[Hazard pay.]

Sure the states get easy money that they can use for “education” or whatever. From an increasingly corrupted nation.

It seems so quaint to rip on gambling of all things these days! When the sewers are overflowing, I’m going to whine about peoples’ cigarette butts? Or more aptly, littered lottery ticket losers?

Yep. I am!

For one thing, it all had to start somewhere! This was an issue of public morality a hundred years ago! Hell, state lotteries didn’t even start till the sixties, and most states didn’t have them until the seventies and eighties. Now we have state-affiliated casinos and pot dispensaries. I guess the brothels will be next?

Tax the poor and keep them enslaved to their sad little vices while the financiers play bigger games with the fruits of other people’s labor!

by jeeves what the hell happened after i won the lottery
[“I won the lottery and all I got was this lousy article!]

So here’s what happens to the poor fool who wins millions of dollars. He is swarmed by every charity, every shady private investor, every second-cousin and step-dog. And after five years, the big winner realizes that he can’t pay his big-winner bills anymore, then it’s back to renting a shithole apartment on Mooberry Street.

The whale is beached and the seagulls pick off his blubber till the sea drains away whatever pickings are left back into the depths from which he came.

But they can dream, can’t they?

Barzillai “19th Century” Bozarth:

One may find elucidative these excerpts from the 1879 U.S. Supreme Court case: Stone v. Mississippi.

“We are aware that formerly, when the sources of public revenue were fewer than now, they were used in some or all of the States, and even in the District of Columbia, to raise money for the erection of public buildings, making public improvements, and not unfrequently for educational and religious purposes; but this court said, more than thirty years ago, speaking through Mr. Justice Grier, in Phalen v. Virginia (8 How. 163, 168), that ‘experience has shown that the common forms of gambling are comparatively innocuous when placed in contrast with the wide-spread pestilence of lotteries. The former are confined to a few persons and places, but the latter infests the whole community; it enters every dwelling; it reaches every class; it preys upon the hard earnings of the poor; and it plunders the ignorant and simple.’ Happily, under the influence of restrictive legislation, the evils are not so apparent now; but we very much fear that with the same opportunities of indulgence the same results would be manifested.”

[. . .]

“It is not always easy to tell on which side of the line which separates governmental from property rights a particular case is to be put; but in respect to lotteries there can be no difficulty. They are not, in the legal acceptation of the term, mala in se, but, as we have just seen, may properly be made mala prohibita. They are a species of gambling, and wrong in their influences. They disturb the checks and balances of a well-ordered community. Society built on such a foundation would almost of necessity bring forth a population of speculators and gamblers, living on the expectation of what, ‘by the casting of lots, or by lot, chance, or otherwise,’ might be ‘awarded’ to them from the accumulations of others.”

Diabolus:

Pffffththth! What’s the big deal? It’s a choice between a doughnut or a stupid lottery ticket! Which is worse? Petty moralizing when there are real problems in this world. Whoopty dooodly dooooo! Retards! Haw Haw Haw!

Strange Times Are Here

– 18 September 2020 –

Diabolus:

Look at the fire! Look at the beautiful. Look at it, Omar!”

 

Strange times are coming
A bad wind’s blowing near
Strange times are coming round

I wanna be right here

There will be a day when the oceans boil
There will be a day when the planet spoils
There will be a day when the dead walk the earth
There will come a day of a great reverse
All will turn to dust
Pain and fire and lust

Strange times are coming
A bad wind’s blowing near
Strange times are coming round
I wanna be right here

I wanna be right here
I wanna be right here
I wanna be right here

There will be a day when the sky turns black
There will be a day when the evil’s back
There will be a day when you won’t see the sun
There will be a day when it’s all undone
Death will come to call; All your world will fall

Strange times are coming
A bad wind’s blowing near
Strange times are coming round
I wanna be right here

I wanna be right here
I wanna be right here
I wanna be right here

Strange times are coming
A bad wind’s blowing near
Strange times are coming round
I wanna be right here

Strange times are coming
A bad wind’s blowing near
Strange times are coming round
I wanna be right here

I wanna be right here

Concerning the Jews and Their Comedies: Feces, Neuroses, and Subversities

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– 29 October 2015 –

C. F. van Niekerk:

150708-van-NiekirkI had made up my mind to write no more this day either about the Jews or against them.  But since I learned that those miserable and accursed people do not cease to make their silly childish jokes all the time to lure to themselves even us—that is, the White historically Christian nations—I have published this little article.  Hopefully this will show them!

Borat

Some years ago I tried to watch the movie Borat.  It was so utterly depraved, so devoid of decency, I could not finish!

Borat, written and played by Sacha Baron Cohen, features the American adventures of fictitious Kazakh reporter Borat Sagdiyev, Borat’s producer Azamat Bagatov, and an orange pet chicken.

The movie begins in a fictitious town in Kazakhstan, where the poor hick natives are shown as vile, incestuous, anti-Semitic imbeciles whose livestock live with the villagers in their tiny hovels.  The villagers are basically Samboes for the amusement of Cohen’s people.

Americans get the same miserable treatment for the remainder of what I saw. Borat‘s producers set up just about every one of Borat’s encounters with regular people on false pretenses, saying that they were filming a documentary about a Belarussian’s experiences in the United States, or about helping women in third world countries, or similar lies. Those Jews and their lies!

In watching most of this movie, there were some genuinely funny parts.  But the horrors continually reared their ugly, deformed heads.

I survived (not without scars) some monstrously grotesque images, namely semi-nude images of Borat himself, homosexual men prancing around in a parade and hotel, graphic naked photos of Borat’s supposed son, scenes of naked Borat and his revoltingly obese naked producer running and fighting through a hotel convention. That last one almost did me in, and it chills me to this day. . . . But it was the scene where Borat makes fun of a Pentacostal church service, presumably without the raucus attendees wise to the gag, that pissed me off enough to turn the hideous miscreation off.  An abomination!

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Borat humiliates the unsuspecting folks at a Southern dining club by subjecting them to a bag of shit, insults, and the presence of an obese black prostitute. White elites are the ‘butt’ of the joke. Wacka wacka.

And I never again watched a comedy made after 2006, not even on television. (Which is why the rest of my examples are so outdated.) I don’t think I could survive.  I hear the Nutless Wonders at work yammering about this Big Bang program all the time, and some guy named Sheldon all the time, but I remain proudly and stubbornly ignorant of whatever trash this must be! The Nutless Wonders don’t like me very much, but their ire is no loss to me!

Some common themes ran through Borat, namely:

  • Borat subverts the values of rural American people, particularly White Southerners, by demeaning their culture and deliberately hand-picking the most outrageous excesses of these people for comedic effect.
  • The Borat character continually exhibits neurotic obsessions about perverted sex and various toilet functions.

The Three Main Elements in Jewish Comedy

I point out these features not to review this piece of depredation, but to show that Borat features the elements of a particularly Jewish form of humor.

Jewish comedies almost always employ some form of subversion against society, some form of neurotic behavior, and crude humor based on sex or toilet functions.

The Kid From Spain

Some other years ago I caught another movie, this one from 1932, a pre-Code film called The Kid From Spain, starring Eddie Cantor.  It was a delight to watch!  Genuinely funny and witty, with startlingly racy footage of semi-nude Goldwyn girls who are probably all dead by now, and Cantor singing and dancing in blackface to avoid capture by thugs in Mexico. Very fun to watch!

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But the humor was remarkably modern somehow. And why was that? Because it was Jewish!

From 1932 and before to the modern day, Jews have displayed a similar humor.  Eddie Cantor, the Marx Brothers, the Three Stooges, Jack Benny, Milton Berle, Lenny Bruce, Jackie Mason, Mel Brooks, Rodney Dangerfield, Woody Allen, Billy Crystal, Garry Shandling, Jerry Seinfeld, Ben Stiller, Adam Sandler, John Stewart, Sarah Silverman, and Sacha Baron Cohen.  It has only changed in its vulgarity.

So what made it Jewish?

For one thing, the humor featured the three things I just mentioned.

  • Cantor’s character subverted his college by sleeping in the girls dormitory, he subverted the Mexican authorities by sneaking into their country posing as a bullfighter, and he subverted the morals of his audience with the semi-nude girls and by appearing to have a romance with the dorm’s headmistress, among other things.
  • Cantor’s character suffers from a neurosis.  Whenever he hears a whistle, he panics and slaps people. It drives the plot.
  • Cantor’s character uses very minor scatological bathroom humor, but not even pre-Code movies had progressed to the level of base wit that we started to see in the sixties. But this type of humor is there. He makes use of sexual innuendo throughout the film, quite racy for its time, and he also makes a reference to a skin graft on his face removed from his buttocks.

Three Elements Explained in Mind-Numbing Detail

Subversities

The subversion stems from Jewish identity with the common man against the forces of authority.  The subversion may take the form of corruption of the authorities, sneaking things past them, or it may simply mock them. No one is safe from this subversion, with nagging wives and the infamous Jewish mother frequent targets.  Even God isn’t immune, with George Burns making fun of our Creator in three different Oh God! movies.

Neuroses

The neurosis often takes the form of obsessive compulsive disorder, anxiety, or paranoia.  The characters in Seinfeld frequently suffered from all of these psychological issues, particularly obsession and anxiety over petty matters.  The Seinfeld characters also become more sociopathic over time, displaying a remarkable lack of concern for the pain and misfortune of others.

Jason Alexander as George Costanza, Julia Louis-Dreyfus as Elaine Benes, Michael Richards as Kramer and Jerry Seinfeld as Jerry Seinfeld in NBC's Seinfeld.

Seinfeld constantly made use of typically Jewish humor, particularly of neuroses like OCD and paranoia. Scatological and sex obsession is there, too, as is subversion of bourgeois conventions and morals.

Feces

The sex and toilet humor deserves particular attention, because it remains so especially Jewish in style.  It has also infected non-Jewish comedy to an ever-growing extent, with this crude humor appearing in children’s comedies like Shrek and The Lion King.  How many times do we have to see the short squeaky-voiced sarcastic creature and the big, stupid ass-obsessed creature in the kid’s movies?

This type of comedy is obsessed with crude sex, digestive body functions, and private body parts.  Monkeys pitching turds at the public in a zoo have the same level of sophistication. (Of course, monkeys doing anything is inherently funny, perhaps especially when they throw feces. But even toddlers would think this is funny.  It is cheap, base humor!)

Scatological Humor, But Beware the Haters

William Pierce, not a big fan of Jews, had some things to say about Jewish scatological humor.  I understand that it is impossible for modern people to read the horrible passages below and not to think of the horrors of the Nazis and World War II. Nor would one wish to excuse Pierce for this text.  I should point out, though, that Pierce used violent and crude language throughout his career: he was not a man to say “manure” when he meant “shit”. This kind of language was very common in the late 20th century. This of course doesn’t justify what follows, but it may help the reader to comprehend what is being written here, however unfortunate and hurtful his words and attitudes might be to the tender sympathies of our innocent public.  It sickens me and should sicken everyone!

(Diabolis:

DiabolusDear reader forget the pitiful contorsions of this emasculated translater. Just go for the text, and the gist of it. Who cares for politically correctness? AAARGH!)

Back to C. F. van Niekerk:

150708-van-NiekirkHere’s what Pierce had to say, from an audio address on 14 April 2001 called “Shocking Differences”:

The school I at­tended was in one of Dal­las’ wealth­ier sub­urbs, and there were a num­ber of Jews in the school. What I and sev­eral of my class­mates no­ticed about the Jews was their uniquely Jew­ish sense of humor. One doesn’t ex­pect much del­i­cacy in the jokes told by 14-year-olds, of course, but the thing that made the jokes that ap­pealed es­pe­cially to the Jews stand out was their scat­o­log­i­cal con­tent. Nearly every Jew­ish joke in­volved ex­cre­ment in one way or an­other. As I said, this Jew­ish ten­dency was so pro­nounced that I and my Gen­tile class­mates no­ticed it and com­mented on it, even though we didn’t un­der­stand it. And it wasn’t that we had an ex­cep­tion­ally large num­ber of bud­ding Howard Sterns among our Jew­ish class­mates. The in­cli­na­tion to­ward scat­ol­ogy is a gen­eral Jew­ish char­ac­ter­is­tic. Jews them­selves, in­clud­ing Jew­ish psy­chol­o­gists, have com­mented on this Jew­ish trait often, ex­plain­ing it in terms of the col­lec­tive Jew­ish ex­pe­ri­ence through­out his­tory. It is real, and it is quite no­tice­able. . . .

. . . I don’t watch MTV my­self, and I sus­pect that most White par­ents of teenaged girls, even very lib­eral and trendy par­ents, also don’t pay at­ten­tion to what their daugh­ters are being in­doc­tri­nated with by Sum­ner Red­stone’s MTV. An ex­am­ple of which I re­cently be­came aware was brought to my at­ten­tion by the fil­ing just last week of a law­suit against MTV in Los An­ge­les Su­pe­rior Court. Let me give you the de­tails: three months ago, on Jan­u­ary 21, MTV was tap­ing a pilot for a new show called Dude, This Sucks. Some teenaged girls were vis­it­ing the stu­dio dur­ing the tap­ing. A stu­dio em­ployee in­structed them to stand on the stage in a cer­tain place for a part of the show in which a pair of per­form­ers known as the “Shower Rangers” were to go through their rou­tine. The girls were not told what the per­for­mance would be or how they would be in­volved in it.

The “Shower Rangers” were two men dressed in Boy Scout uni­forms. They came on stage, turned their backs to the cam­era and to the teenaged spec­ta­tors on the stage, dropped their trousers, bent over, and let fly with a shower of semi-liq­uid feces, spat­ter­ing the un­sus­pect­ing girls from head to foot. Ap­par­ently they had dosed them­selves with a pow­er­ful lax­a­tive prior to the per­for­mance.

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Anthropomorphic feces. An innovation of Jewish humor in South Park.

To Jews, in­clud­ing bil­lion­aire Jew­ish media moguls like the owner of CBS and MTV, Sum­ner Red­stone, this sort of thing is hi­lar­i­ously funny. It’s their idea of humor. Un­for­tu­nately for MTV, how­ever, the girls who were sprayed by MTV’s “Shower Rangers” weren’t amused, nor were their par­ents. Last week two of the girls sued. One of them told the court:

We were hav­ing a good time until the sec­ond act of Dude, This Sucks went on. All of a sud­den I was smelling some­thing dis­gust­ing, and I started to gag. I looked around at my friends. They were cov­ered in some­thing. As I looked down at my­self I re­al­ized that I was too.

An­other of the plain­tiffs, 14-year-old Kelly Sloat, spoke of the hu­mil­i­a­tion the girls felt when they re­turned to school:

Every­one knew about it, even some of the teach­ers. Most of the kids were crack­ing jokes or wouldn’t come near us be­cause, even though we washed off the feces, they said we smelled. I will never, ever for­get what a hor­ri­ble ex­pe­ri­ence this was.

The girls’ law­suit charges MTV with “in­flic­tion of emo­tional dis­tress, neg­li­gence, and bat­tery. . . .

. . . And if you’ve been pay­ing any at­ten­tion at all to the trends in en­ter­tain­ment for teens, you’ll un­der­stand that there’s noth­ing ex­cep­tional about the “Shower Rangers.” They are just one more step in the di­rec­tion the Jews have been going all along: not just Sum­ner Red­stone, but all of them, from the time they first began tak­ing over con­trol of our en­ter­tain­ment media.

In the 1930s Gen­tile lead­ers, most of them Chris­tians, were able to threaten Jews ef­fec­tively with boy­cotts if they vi­o­lated stan­dards of de­cency. One of the most ef­fec­tive lead­ers of this ef­fort was Joseph Breen, who helped es­tab­lish the Pro­duc­tion Code for Hol­ly­wood in 1934. Breen knew ex­actly what he was up against. Of Jew­ish film­mak­ers Breen wrote in 1932:

These lousy Jews … are sim­ply a vile bunch of peo­ple with no re­spect for any­thing but the mak­ing of money…. These Jews seem to think of noth­ing but money-mak­ing and sex­ual in­dul­gence…. [They] are the men and women who de­cide what the film fare of the na­tion is to be.

The Pro­duc­tion Code con­strained the Jews for a cou­ple of decades, but with the ad­vent of tele­vi­sion the Jews gained far more in­flu­ence over pub­lic at­ti­tudes and be­hav­ior than the churches had. The Jews could safely ig­nore the Code, and in the 1960s they began push­ing again in the same di­rec­tion Sum­ner Red­stone is still push­ing with the “Shower Rangers.”

So you see, Jews re­ally are dif­fer­ent. They’re not just like us any more than the Chi­nese are. And let me tell you some­thing: I and a lot of other White Amer­i­cans have had just about as much of the Chi­nese and the Jews and the Blacks and the rest of the mul­ti­cul­tural filth here as we will tol­er­ate. We’ve been pushed about as far as we’re will­ing to let our­selves be pushed. We want our coun­try back, and we in­tend to take it back, and if a lot of soc­cer moms and yup­pies and Po­lit­i­cally Cor­rect jour­nal­ists who can’t un­der­stand that get in the way, they’re going to be hurt.

You tell ’em, William Pierce! Of course, he’s dead now, so the yuppies and soccer moms and other lemmings out there can continue to mindlessly consume without fear from that scary hater!

It was this crude humor that Pierce describes that makes Borat so unstomachable, and today Jewish humor is adopting vulgarity and primitive sarcasm so thoroughly that there is little room for cleverness, wit, or subtlety.  It is primitive! And it’s really not that funny. When the shock value wears off this humor is simply boring and contemptible.  I’m thinking Sarah Silverman here.  And we thought you Jews were so brilliant!

Other Features in Jewish Humor

Of course there are other features commonly found in Jewish humor apart from these three things.  These other features, though, can be found in the typical humor of other peoples, though the styles will differ.

As just mentioned, sarcasm plays a prominent role in Jewish humor.  But it’s like spice: a little goes a long way.  Frequently Jews like to use a little too much, particularly with their political humor, à la Jon Stewart.

The Jewish humor is often self-deprecating.  Wimpy or otherwise flawed or abnormal people are favorite protagonists, and these characters frequently make fun of, or even celebrate, their own weaknesses.  Often the plot is driven by the underdogs trying to subvert the elites or the cool people. (Subversion once again!) Think Revenge of the Nerds (though I couldn’t find any Jews connected to that movie so I should have found a different example but didn’t bother so now my argument is seriously undermined. The trouble is, much of modern non-Jewish humor has essentially become Jewish).  A less famous, but more Jewish, example would be 2003’s National Lampoon’s Barely Legal.

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The wimpy Jewish kid in American Pie, another movie fraught with Jewish humor.

Sometimes there is a resignation in Jewish humor, even pessimism, where sadness and failure are part of life and one can find the humor in them.  Sometimes it’s fun to watch the underdog get kicked around for a while.  Like Al Bundy in Married with Children, another non-Jewish show as far as I can tell.

Public service humor, where the hags in the audience shriek ‘Whooooooooo-ooo!’ but nobody laughs. Yeah, Ms. feminist Comedienne, everyone hates the global warming deniers. But you’re not funny. (I guess, after thinking about it, that this type of humor isn’t peculiar to Jewish comedy. I am compelled, though, to gripe for a moment about the not-funny, annoying activist humor that female comedians seem to employ so fondly. Sarcastic bitching is what it is! Nothing more! But not Jewish, I guess. Damn.)

Pre-Jewish Comedy

Nowadays Jewish humor has so thoroughly taken over that modern-day imbeciles can no longer even understand pre-Jewish humor.

The Grandpa humor found in old John Wayne movies, where men frequently brawled with each other for laughs, or where women got spanked like children, would draw blank or contemptuous stares from the smartphone generation.  (See McLintock! for a fine example of this Grandpa humor.)

Bob Hope is perhaps the prime example of pre-Jewish humor.  Hope’s feel-good, comfortable humor now seems utterly lame, even to me who tends to appreciate the old ways.

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Poor Bob Hope. His comedy is too safe to be funny anymore.

What Jewish Humor is Not

Jews, in their comedies, almost never pick the sides of an elite at the expense of the underdogs, even if in reality the Jews are now the elites. The whole world has become the Island of Misfit Toys in Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, but the misfits still consider themselves to be misfits at the expense of the normal people, the normal people being traditional White Christians.

If the humor favors the normal and seemingly privileged elites over the underdogs, then it isn’t Jewish.

What is Humor, Anyway?

Humor is such an unfunny word. It sounds like a medical procedure performed by a frowning, stodgy doctor with cold hands. I’ve used that word “humor” just about interchangeably with “comedy” in this article, but comedy is more of a type of humor, one performed. “Funny-ness” would be a better word, but it sounds like something an idiot would say.

In any case, what makes something funny?

Of course, humor is an art rather than a science, so it’s difficult to pin down a definition.

But from what I can tell, humor is a type of cognitive lubricant.  Our minds apply it automatically to the unexpected or the unusual.

We find things to be funny that, in their extremes, would cause us (or others) fear, shock, disgust, worry, or other forms of discomfort.  Or even death. Humor helps us to deal with things that we think deep-down might threaten us.

It’s funny when other people get hurt. Why? Because it didn’t happen to us! If the injured person died, most decent people wouldn’t find it to be funny, though a barbarian probably would.  The cheaper life gets, the crueler the humor.

Freaks are funny, especially harmless ones. Why? Because we aren’t the freak! We see a range of freaks all the time. Many of us are freaks in some way or another. But one guy’s normal is another guy’s freakishness, and we can enjoy the other’s misfortune because it isn’t ours. Dwarfs and the mentally retarded, for instance, are harmless freaks who are commonly considered to be funny, however much the nannies in charge today scold us for it.  But too much freakishness, like people with their faces melted off, becomes frightening or creepy.

Surprises are funny. Why? Because we survived the shock without damage.  Of course, when the surprises happen to others, it is just like when others get hurt. Better them than us!

We seem to find cleverness to be funny. I guess because it is so rare. But if it’s too clever, then we will be too stupid to get it. Then we’ll feel threatened and attack.

There is a blurry line between what is funny and what is threatening, creepy, disgusting, or insulting. That is where the art comes in because that line is different for everyone and it varies from culture to culture.

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Our humor is little more than a caveman’s coping mechanism for a short and uncertain life. And the more barbarous the times, the more barbarous the humor.

Bowell- and Mother-Obsessed Sigmund Freud

Sigmund Freud broke down human psychology into various obsessions with bowel movements, vulgar sexual impulses towards one’s parents, and neurotic obsessions and anxieties about self control.  Just like Jewish humor!  Hmmm.

Freud must have believed that his own demented Jewish mind represented the minds of the rest of humanity.  But his warped cognitions do seem to apply to the rest of his people.

We White Christians must have driven the Jews collectively mad when when we locked them inside their walled ghettos and forced them to work as pawnbrokers for 500 years.

The Jews are all insane. Doubtlessly, they would secretly admit it.

Conclusion

Now tell me whether the Jews do not have every reason to be the enemies of us accursed Goyim, to curse us and to strive for our final, complete, and eternal ruin!

Concerning the Jews: Christianity as Jewish Conspiracy

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– 29 October 2015 –

Diabolus:

DiabolusIf you traditionalist Christians resent the Jewish influence on your society, blaming them for the erosion of your race, family, nation, morals, and all-around supposed supremacy, then you should also remember that first great subversion, that which arose from Christianity itself.  Haw! Haw!

For the past 2,000 years humanity has evolved from the ignorant barbarism of warring peoples towards a single Jewish race, undivided by race, nation, language, or religion. The old world was fraught with poverty, hunger, and death, but we are marching to a new world of plenty and the freedom of life, liberated from walls both external and internal.

Stop fighting the program; break down your internal walls and embrace the future!

A Real Case Against the Jews

One of Them Points Out the Full Depth of Their Guilt

by Marcus Eli Ravage

OF COURSE, YOU DO RESENT US. It is no good telling me you don’t. So let us not waste any time on denials and alibis. You know you do, and I know it, and we understand each other. To be sure, some of your best friends are Jews, and all that. I have heard that before once or twice, I think. And I know, too, that you do not include me personally—”me” being any particular individual Jew—when you fling out at us in your wholesale fashion, because I am, well, so different, don’t you know, almost as good as one of yourselves. That little exemption does not, somehow, move me to gratitude; but never mind that now. It is the aggressive, climbing, pushing, materialistic sort you dislike—those, in a word, who remind you so much of your own up-and-coming brethren. We understand each other perfectly. I don’t hold it against you.

Bless my soul, I do not blame anybody for disliking anybody. The thing that intrigues me about this anti-Jewish business, as you play at it, is your total lack of grit. You are so indirect and roundabout with it, you make such fantastic and transparent excuses, you seem to be suffering from self-consciousness so horribly, that if the performance were not grotesque it would be irritating.

It is not as if you were amateurs: you have been at it for over fifteen centuries. Yet watching you and hearing your childish pretexts, one might get the impression that you did not know yourselves what it is all about. You resent us, but you cannot clearly say why. You think up a new excuse—a “reason” is what you call it—every other day. You have been piling up justifications for yourselves these many hundreds of years and each new invention is more laughable than the last and each new excuse contradicts and annihilates the last.

Not so many years ago I used to hear that we were money-grubbers and commercial materialists; now the complaint is being whispered around that no art and no profession is safe against Jewish invasion.

We are, if you are to be believed, at once clannish and exclusive and unassimilable because we won’t intermarry with you, and we are also climbers and pushers and a menace to your racial integrity.

Our standard of living is so low that we create your slums and sweated industries, and so high that we crowd you out of your best residential sections.

We shirk our patriotic duty in wartime because we are pacifists by nature and tradition, and we are the arch-plotters of universal wars and the chief beneficiaries of those wars (see the late “Dearborn Independent,” passim, and “The Protocols of the Elders of Zion”).

We are at once the founders and leading adherents of capitalism and the chief perpetrators of the rebellion against capitalism.
Surely, history has nothing like us for versatility!

And, oh! I almost forgot the reason of reasons. We are the stiff-necked people who never accepted Christianity, and we are the criminal people who crucified its founder.

But I tell you, you are self-deceivers. You lack either the self-knowledge or the mettle to face the facts squarely and own up to the truth. You resent the Jew not because, as some of you seem to think, he crucified Jesus but because he gave him birth. Your real quarrel with us is not that we have rejected Christianity but that we have imposed it upon you!

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Your loose, contradictory charges against us are not a patch on the blackness of our proved historic offense. You accuse us of stirring up revolution in Moscow. Suppose we admit the charge. What of it? Compared with what Paul the Jew of Tarsus accomplished in Rome, the Russian upheaval is a mere street brawl.

You make much noise and fury about the undue Jewish influence in your theaters and movie palaces. Very good; granted your complaint is well-founded. But what is that compared to our staggering influence in your churches, your schools, your laws and your governments, and the very thoughts you think every day?

A clumsy Russian forges a set of papers and publishes them in a book called “The Protocols of the Elders of Zion,” which shows that we plotted to bring on the late World War. You believe that book: All right. For the sake of argument we will underwrite every word of it. It is genuine and authentic. But what is that beside the unquestionable historical conspiracy which we have carried out, which we have never denied because you never had the courage to charge us with it, and of which the full record is extant for anybody to read?

If you really are serious when you talk of Jewish plots, may I not direct your attention to one worth talking about? What use is it wasting words on the alleged control of your public opinion by Jewish financiers, newspaper owners and movie magnates, when you might as well justly accuse us of the proved control of your whole civilization by the Jewish Gospels?

You have not begun to appreciate the real depth of our guilt. We are intruders. We are disturbers. We are subverters. We have taken your natural world, your ideals, your destiny, and played havoc with them. We have been at the bottom not merely of the latest great war but of nearly all your wars, not only of the Russian but of every other major revolution in your history. We have brought discord and confusion and frustration into your personal and public life. We are still doing it. No one can tell how long we shall go on doing it.

Look back a little and see what has happened. Nineteen hundred years ago you were an innocent, carefree, pagan race. You worshipped countless gods and goddesses, the spirits of the air, of the running streams and of the woodland. You took unblushing pride in the glory of your naked bodies. You carved images of your gods and of the tantalizing human figure. You delighted in the combats of the field, the arena and the battle-ground. War and slavery were fixed institutions in your systems. Disporting yourselves on the hillsides and in the valleys of the great outdoors, you took to speculating on the wonder and mystery of life and laid the foundations of natural science and philosophy. Yours was a noble, sensual culture, unirked by the prickings of a social conscience or by any sentimental questionings about human equality. Who knows what great and glorious destiny might have been yours if we had left you alone.

But we did not leave you alone. We took you in hand and pulled down the beautiful and generous structure you had reared, and changed the whole course of your history. We conquered you as no empire of yours ever subjugated Africa or Asia. And we did it all without armies, without bullets, without blood or turmoil, without force of any kind. We did it solely by the irresistible might of our spirit, with ideas, with propaganda.

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We made you the willing and unconscious bearers of our mission to the whole world, to the barbarous races of the earth, to the countless unborn generations. Without fully understanding what we were doing to you, you became the agents at large of our racial tradition, carrying our gospel to the unexplored ends of the earth.

Our tribal customs have become the core of your moral code. Our tribal laws have furnished the basic groundwork of all your august constitutions and legal systems. Our legends and our folk-tales are the sacred lore which you croon to your infants. Our poets have filled your hymnals and your prayer-books. Our national history has become an indispensable part of the learning of your pastors and priests and scholars. Our kings, our statesmen, our prophets, our warriors are your heroes. Our ancient little country is your Holy Land. Our national literature is your Holy Bible. What our people thought and taught has become inextricably woven into your very speech and tradition, until no one among you can be called educated who is not familiar with our racial heritage.

Jewish artisans and Jewish fishermen are your teachers and your saints, with countless statues carved in their image and innumerable cathedrals raised to their memories. A Jewish maiden is your ideal of motherhood and womanhood. A Jewish rebel-prophet is the central figure in your religious worship. We have pulled down your idols, cast aside your racial inheritance, and substituted for them our God and our traditions. No conquest in history can even remotely compare with this clean sweep of our conquest over you.

How did we do it? Almost by accident. Two thousand years ago nearly, in far-off Palestine, our religion had fallen into decay and materialism. Money-changers were in possession of the temple. Degenerate, selfish priests mulcted our people and grew fat. Then a young patriot-idealist arose and went about the land calling for a revival of faith. He had no thought of setting up a new church. Like all the prophets before him, his only aim was to purify and revitalize the old creed. He attacked the priests and drove the money-changers from the temple. This brought him into conflict with the established order and its supporting pillars. The Roman authorities, who were in occupation of the country, fearing his revolutionary agitation as a political effort to oust them, arrested him, tried him and condemned him to death by crucifixion, a common form of execution at that time.

The followers of Jesus of Nazareth, mainly slaves and poor workmen, in their bereavement and disappointment, turned away from the world and formed themselves into a brotherhood of pacifist non-resisters, sharing the memory of their crucified leader and living together communistically. They were merely a new sect in Judea, without power or consequence, neither the first nor the last.

Only after the destruction of Jerusalem by the Romans did the new creed come into prominence. Then a patriotic Jew named Paul or Saul conceived the idea of humbling the Roman power by destroying the morale of its soldiery with the doctrines of love and non-resistance preached by the little sect of Jewish Christians. He became the Apostle to the Gentiles, he who hitherto had been one of the most active persecutors of the band. And so well did Paul do his work that within four centuries the great empire which had subjugated Palestine along with half of the world, was a heap of ruins. And the law which went forth from Zion became the official religion of Rome.

This was the beginning of our dominance in your world. But it was only a beginning. From this time forth your history is little more than a struggle for mastery between your own old pagan spirit and our Jewish spirit. Half your wars, great and little, are religious wars, fought over the interpretation of one thing or another in our teachings. You no sooner broke free from your primitive religious simplicity and attempted the practice of the pagan Roman learning than Luther armed with our gospels arose to down you and re-enthrone our heritage. Take the three principal revolutions in modern times—the French, the American and the Russian. What are they but the triumph of the Jewish idea of social, political and economic justice?

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And the end is still a long way off. We still dominate you. At this very moment your churches are torn asunder by a civil war between Fundamentalists and Modernists, that is to say between those who cling to our teachings and traditions literally and those who are striving by slow steps to dispossess us. In Dayton, Tennessee, a Bible-bred community forbids the teaching of your science because it conflicts with our ancient Jewish account of the origin of life; and Mr. Bryan, the leader of the anti-Jewish Ku Klux Klan in the Democratic National Convention, makes the supreme fight of his life in our behalf, without noticing the contradiction. Again and again the Puritan heritage of Judea breaks out in waves of stage censorship, Sunday blue laws and national prohibition acts. And while these things are happening you twaddle about Jewish influence in the movies!

Is it any wonder you resent us? We have put a clog upon your progress. We have imposed upon you an alien book and an alien faith which you cannot swallow or digest, which is at cross-purposes with your native spirit, which keeps you ever-lastingly ill-at-ease, and which you lack the spirit either to reject or to accept in full.

In full, of course, you never have accepted our Christian teachings. In your hearts you still are pagans. You still love war and graven images and strife. You still take pride in the glory of the nude human figure. Your social conscience, in spite of all democracy and all your social revolutions, is still a pitifully imperfect thing. We have merely divided your soul, confused your impulses, paralyzed your desires. In the midst of battle you are obliged to kneel down to him who commanded you to turn the other cheek, who said “Resist not evil” and “Blessed are the peace-makers.” In your lust for gain you are suddenly disturbed by a memory from your Sunday-school days about taking no thought for the morrow. In your industrial struggles, when you would smash a strike without compunction, you are suddenly reminded that the poor are blessed and that men are brothers in the Fatherhood of the Lord. And as you are about to yield to temptation, your Jewish training puts a deterrent hand on your shoulder and dashes the brimming cup from your lips. You Christians have never become Christianized. To that extent we have failed with you. But we have forever spoiled the fun of paganism for you.

So why should you not resent us? If we were in your place we should probably dislike you more cordially than you do us. But we should make no bones about telling you why. We should not resort to subterfuges and transparent pretexts. With millions of painfully respectable Jewish shopkeepers all about us we should not insult your intelligence and our own honesty by talking about communism as a Jewish philosophy. And with millions of hard-working impecunious Jewish peddlers and laborers we should not make ourselves ridiculous by talking about international capitalism as a Jewish monopoly. No, we should go straight to the point. We should contemplate this confused, ineffectual muddle which we call civilization, this half-Christian half-pagan medley, and—were our places reversed—we should say to you point-blank: “For this mess thanks to you, to your prophets and to your Bible.”

Ravage, Marcus Eli, “Concerning the Jews.” The Century Magazine, January, 1928, 346-350.

Janus:

Janus-smallIf the state of humanity in the past 2,000 years has improved, it is because of man’s submission to the authority of Jesus Christ, not to our own wills, nor to any other human authority, especially to the Jews who rejected Him, and most especially to the Jews who labor so hard to subvert and destroy Christ’s church.

As man increasingly worships himself, we will see our societies continue their moral decline into the “progress” of physical collapse.

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