The Road To Dumb-Ass-Cus

The Road To Dumb-Ass-Cus




Years ago as a child, I was taught the story of the Good Samaritan, where in ancient times a man that had been mugged on the road to Damascus and nearly beaten to death, was passed by and ignored by several men from various countries, until a Samaritan came along. And being a member of a reviled race, no one expected him to help anyone. But he was the only one that stopped to help the man and see to it he got medical care out of is own pocket.

A fine story with a timeless moral lesson for us all. We could all be more Samaritan and less lowlife. Ah, but there’s the rub. In this day and age things are far more complicated than that.

Let me ask you a question: If you came home one night and found a man in the middle of robbing your home, but he had tripped on a stool and broken his leg and was now lying helpless on the floor with a bagful of your most valuable things, would you set the leg for him, drive him home with your loot and wish him well? Of course not! Well, you might if you were a liberal, but we’re talking about sane people here.

No, you would hold a gun on the bastard and wait for the cops to grab him, and you might even kick his busted leg a few times just to make him howl. He was in your home without permission, stealing your hard earned possessions and family heirlooms left to you by your father and grandfather. You would be furious with this cockroach. If his leg weren’t already busted, you’d break his frigging neck for him.

Well let me ask you something. What’s the difference between this bastard and illegal aliens or for that matter, legal ones? We didn’t invite them here, and we damned sure don’t want them and they know it. But by using a flaw in our laws deliberately placed there by our enemies the Jews, we are now being overrun by these cockroaches.

Legal or illegal, there’s no real difference. If they are not white, they’re not welcome and they know it. They’re only here to take, to parasite from us and what we’ve built.

Now let me ask you another question: Have you ever stopped to help a fellow white who was broke down on the road, or needed help in some other way? Of course you have. If there’s one thing about my people that makes me proud, it’s our capacity for compassion. We’re the Good Guys. Every charity and aid program on earth was founded by whites.

But how many of you have stopped and helped a family of muds broke down or in trouble? Ah ha! You see, any person that’s in our country without our blessing is a trespasser and a thief. He is in our home without our permission, and he’s loading up his loot bag with our most valuable possession which was given to us by our fathers and grandfathers, our birthright.

If he’s here, he is in the very act of robbing you. This is what most stupid Americans fail to understand. There is no middle ground. A thief has no rights. He’s not supposed to be here. Every time you see one, he is in the middle of a criminal act.

So why on earth would you stop to help one? If he’s broke down, good! Let him rot! If he’s injured, tough! He wouldn’t be if he had stayed home. Is he hungry, too bad. He should have stayed in wetback land where tortillas are plentiful. A thief has no right to help! In fact the more miserable we can make their existence here, the better…

As much as I despise blacks, if I see a niglet in trouble, I’ll help him. Why? Because like it or not, he has no place else to go right now, and he didn’t ask to be born here. That’s the fault of the Jews. Without them, they’d all still be in the jungles where they belong, and where we intend on sending them one fine day. It still sets off a mighty internal struggle within me however, and I’ll only help the small ones or the elderly, not the able bodied ones. They don’t deserve help because they’re parasites andpredators instead of trying at least, to work for their chicken.

But an immigrant is a horse of a different color. He chose to come here to steal from you and me. He is a thief, a burglar, and a trespasser that should be shot on sight. I have no pity for a thief that wishes me, my family and my country ill.

Mestizos never come here just to be Americans, they come here to invade. They come to transplant their filthy, primitive culture here in America. Just look at wherever these animals settle. Instant toilets. The neighborhood quickly becomes a carbon copy of the trash strewn ghetto they left. They spray paint walls, let the yards die, then fill them with barking mongrels, dog shit, trash, and overturned junk cars. Primitive barrio music blasts through the neighborhood, and gangs of hostile thugs roam the streets looking for people to mug and houses to rob. Drugs and disease follow them wherever they go, and the inside of the houses they occupy become the nastiest, vilest hellholes imaginable. Twenty to thirty wetbacks live in a one room apartment, where the bathroom is quickly destroyed and they soon resort to crapping in buckets and dumping them in the back yard for the entire town to smell.

Babies are everywhere and so are pregnant trolls. Ugly, fat little females waddle down the street continually, looking for beer cans and bottles, and raiding trash bins. Car theft in the area skyrockets as do home invasions and murders. But through all this, the Mexican flag always waves proudly, as they establish another beachhead in gringo land, home of the sucker. I’ve shot so many holes in their flags that some of them look like spaghetti sieves.

And still they come. And come, and come, and come. Every morning here I can rise early and step outside to watch the new arrivals as they enter town with their pillowcases slung over their shoulders, looking for a place to crash before they go out and find some gringo to rip off to finance their stay here. Security systems are big business here. Wetbacks are shot routinely, but they play the averages. More get away with their stealing than get shot, so the continue to rip us off. Personally I’d love to have a squad of men with Uzis for just a week. I could put an end to my town as a sanctuary city for these cockroaches.

And this is why being a good Samaritan to these vermin is not only idiot, it’s criminal. You are aiding and comforting the enemy. And if you don’t think this is an all out war, you haven’t been paying attention. This is an invasion folks. They are taking our very lands from us and our sacred birthright! And they’re laughing their greedy, evil asses off as they do it!

Gratitude? Forget it. To these maggots, you owe it to them! That’s really how they think! Never mind that you earned it through years of blood, sweat and tears, you have it and they don’t. That’s all that matters to any mud.

They can’t be reasoned with or made to feel guilty. The only thing a mud respects is brute force. We have to blow their worthless, parasitic asses back to mudland. There’s simply no other option.

And let me ask you this: What would one of these cockroaches do if they found you broke down or injured by the side of the road? Would they stop and help you out of the kindness of their heart, or would they more probably kick the shit out of you while you’re down, then rob you of anything you had left? That’s right Mr. Whitey. You’re nothing but fodder to them. Mestizos despise whites. It’s ingrained in them from birth. You should have heard some of the things I’ve heard the cock- roaches say about us in Spanish when they didn’t think I could understand them. It’s enough to make you want to kill them where they stand.

Never aid the enemy. Make his life here just as miserable as you possibly can. Make the son of a bitch long for the filth of home and send his sorry ass back there. They have plans for you and your family my friend, and your race and homeland as well. It’s high time we became a scourge to all our enemies and re-taught them the meaning of fear of whites.

Don’t be a dumb Samaritan, a chump, a sucker, a fool. Be a smart Aryan that knows what to do to his enemies. Mercy and compassion are wonderful things, and should be promoted and practiced continually by all of us. But there are those that are undeserving, and helping them is casting your pearls to swine. Remember the rest of the passage? Don’t do it “lest they turn and rend you, and trample your pearls into the mud.

-The Lone Haranguer


Kosher Conservative Corner


A relief from all that radicalism in the last post. Typical aging White man bellyaching about what’s wrong but never daring to say “nigger” and never daring to talk about what we all know is the only solution to this mess, i.e. the Second Amendment Solution. (Have to admit, I like that term. Thanks, Tea Party.)

by Frosty Wooldridge

For 15 years, from the mid 1970’s to 1990, I worked in Detroit, Michigan. I watched it descend into the abyss of crime, debauchery, gunplay, drugs, school truancy, car-jacking, gangs, and human depravity. I watched entire city blocks burned out. I watched graffiti explode on buildings, cars, trucks, buses, and school yards. Trash everywhere!

Detroiters walked through it, tossed more into it, and ignored it. Tens of thousands, and then hundreds of thousands [of niggers] today exist on federal welfare, free housing, and food stamps!

With Aid to Dependent Children, minority [nigger] women birthed eight to 10, and in one case, one woman birthed 24 children as reported by the Detroit Free Press, all on American taxpayer dollars.

A new child meant a new car payment, new TV, and whatever mom wanted. I saw Lyndon Baines Johnson’s Great Society flourish in Detroit. If you give money for doing nothing, you will get more hands out taking money for doing nothing.

[Bubble-lipped nigger] Mayor Coleman Young, perhaps the most corrupt mayor in America outside of Richard Daley in Chicago, rode Detroit down to its knees. He set the benchmark for cronyism, incompetence, and arrogance. As a black man, [there are no black men, there are only niggers] he said, “I am the MFIC.” The IC meant “in charge.”

You can figure out the rest. Detroit became a majority black city with 67 percent African-Americans. [Niggaz]

As a United Van Lines truck driver for my summer job from teaching math and science, I loaded hundreds of [White] American families into my van for a new life in another city or state

Detroit plummeted from 1.8 million citizens to 912,000 today. At the same time, legal and illegal immigrants converged on the city, so much so, that Muslims number over 300,000. Mexicans number 400,000 throughout Michigan, but most work in Detroit. As the Whites moved out, the Muslims moved in.

As the crimes became more violent, the Whites fled. Finally, unlawful Mexicans moved in at a torrid pace. Detroit suffers so much shoplifting that grocery stores no longer operate in many inner city locations. You could cut the racial tension in the air with a knife.

Detroit may be one of our best examples of multiculturalism: pure dislike, and total separation from America.

Today, you hear Muslim calls to worship over the city like a new American Baghdad with hundreds of Islamic mosques in Michigan, paid for by Saudi Arabian oil money. High school flunk out rates reached 76 percent last June, according to NBC’s Brian Williams. Classrooms resemble more foreign countries than America . English? Few speak it. The city features a 50 percent illiteracy rate and growing.

Unemployment hit 28.9 percent in 2009 as the auto industry vacated the city. In Time Magazine’s October 4, 2009, “The Tragedy of Detroit: How a great city fell, and how it can rise again,” I choked on the writer’s description of what happened. “If Detroit had been ravaged by a hurricane, and submerged by a ravenous flood, we’d know a lot more about it,” said Daniel Okrent. “If drought, and carelessness had spread brush fires across the city, we’d see it on the evening news every night.”

Earthquake, tornadoes, you name it, if natural disaster had devastated the city that was once the living proof of American prosperity, the rest of the country might take notice.

But Detroit , once our fourth largest city, now 11th, and slipping rapidly, has had no such luck. Its disaster has long been a slow unwinding that seemed to remove it from the rest of the country.

Even the death rattle that in the past year emanated from its signature industry brought m ore attention to the auto executives than to the people of the city, who had for so long been victimized by their dreadful decision making.”

As Coleman Young’s corruption brought the city to its knees, no amount of federal dollars could save the incredible payoffs, kick backs, and illegality permeating his administration. I witnessed the city’s death from the seat of my 18-wheeler tractor trailer because I moved people out of every sector of decaying Detroit .

“By any quantifiable standard, the city is on life support. Detroit ‘s treasury is $300 million short of the funds needed to provide the barest municipal services,” Okrent said. “The school system, which six years ago was compelled by the teachers’ union to reject a philanthropist’s offer of $200 million to build 15 small, independent charter high schools, is in receivership. The murder rate is soaring, and 7 out of 10 remain unsolved. Three years after Katrina devastated New Orleans , unemployment in that city hit a peak of 11%. In Detroit , the unemployment rate is 28.9%

That’s worth spelling out: twenty-eight point nine percent. At the end of Okrent’s report, and he will write a dozen more about Detroit, he said, “That’s because the story of Detroit is not simply one of a great city’s collapse, it’s also about the erosion of the industries that helped build the country we know today. The ultimate fate of Detroit will reveal much about the character of America in the 21st century. If what was once the most prosperous manufacturing city in the nation has been brought to its knees, what does that say about our recent past? And if it can’t find a way to get up, what does that say about our future?”

As you read in my book review of Chris Steiner’s book, $20 Per Gallon, the auto industry won’t come back. Immigration will keep pouring more, and more uneducated third world immigrant into Detroit. If 50 percent illiteracy continues, we will see more crime spawned out of the ghettos of Detroit.

Multiculturalism: what a perfect method to kill our language, culture, country, and way of life


Frosty Wooldridge (born 1947) is a US journalist, writer, environmentalist, traveler.


Okay, question, Frosty. The Tea Party is doing the screaming at Washington you advocate now. What do we do when screaming does no good and all the screamers are simply ignored? Hmmmm?

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