Lars Redoubt
March 28th, 2008, 02:15 AM
30 AUG 07
Hail Osred! Thanks for your letter & the Orwellian enclosure on Britzogland’s ‘affirmative discrimination’ hiring policies. Obviously, Britzog plans to expend its ‘super-fit’ young Whites in its Zionist wars, while the wogs & nignogs remain ‘home’ to breed & feed, as ZOG does in the USA et al.
Your dilemma should be obvious to you: You are becoming more & more restricted in what OZ-ZOG allows you to say in favor of Whites. Then you will be accused of ‘racism’ for being White, as the ADL download propounds. At that stage, you will need to sneak around in blackface & speak Kitchen Kaffir. I recall the great line from a Mel Gibson movie, “Road Warrior,” perhaps: “Well, ya can run, but ya can’t hide.” No, Whitey, you are running out of places to run to, & you won’t be able to hide in your former livingspace, which your Zionist rulers are rapidly filling up with non-Whites, militant ones, at that. As long as we are ruled by those who hate us for what we are, none of our virtues will impress them, for our virtues are exploited as our vulnerabilities by our enemies.
My coming to Rhodesia was due to the fact that I could not find work, after FEDZOGUSA stole my doctoral dissertation at gunpoint & escorted me to the Mexican border, to make sure I was out of the country. I was born in the USA, but I was not entitled to reside in the country & remain both free & alive by our ZOG. I was likewise banned from all Soviet Bloc countries, since I’d discovered, on my own, the Orwellian Cold War Hoax, in Lima, Peru, of all places. See Noam Chomsky’s book, “The Washington Connection & Third World Fascism,” for further details. Once I began to be called up for military duties, I began to form The Rhodesian White People’s Party. Ian Smith had decided to sell out the Whites, so I figured that I could die by a Black’s bullet or landmine, or I could lead a coup d’etat against the rascal, Smith, & live or die on behalf of the White cause. Those who fought for Smith only thought they were fighting for Whites. I counseled John Coey to return to the Jewnited States & have lots of White children, but he was ‘protecting’ JEEEZUS with his FN against “Gawdless Communism,” as he told me, so he stayed & died in an ambush. In 1976, Henry Kissinger told Smith it was time to begin the sellout to Black Marxist Misrule, so I was deported, & went to Canada, to avoid arriving in the USA, where I was not supposed to be. Through Coey, I met Wilfred Brooks, publisher of Rhodesia Property & Finance. I asked him for some support for The Party, but he told me: “I’m not an adventurer like you. I have too much to lose.” I replied that I had only my life to lose, but that was important enough for me. Those with means don’t do & those who would do lack the means. Poor Brooks eventually wound up like me, though I wouldn’t wish him ill. His son was killed in an ambush; his business was destroyed by Smith, & he had to flee for his life, I suppose to South Africa. I am expendable. I’ve known that, at least since I was in the U.S. Army.
It’s easy to criticise Hitler, who certainly made mistakes. But what are we to say about the anti-White policies of Britain, the USA & their allies? Even an Odinist can do the math: Everytime we fight Zionist bankster wars, there are fewer of us & more of them. I got a bit of a shock when I was perusing some World War II era magazines. I encountered an advert for “Why We Fight.” It showed a young German sentry standing on the corner of Main & Elm Streets, if I recall correctly. There was something about the soldier, his alert blue eyes, maybe. I showed it to my schoolmate, who said: “That’s you!” The caption read: “We fight to keep the likes of him off our streets.” Indeed, that was true, for there are damned few blue-eyed people on our streets, & we are fighting to bring in lots more non-blue-eyed people. We are literally dying to make space for them. I think Hitler was much more a “proto-Odinist” than Jefferson, for at least, Hitler fought & Jefferson left that job to his slaves & others.
Hemingway enjoyed shooting young Germans, & he said so. He was not pro-White & the Germans were not shooting at him. Hemingway was a “proto-Commie,” if we’d claim he was not a complete Commie. One nasty critic said that Hemingway spent the rest of his life trying to prove that he was more ‘macho’ than Gertrude Stein, whom he’d met in Paris. I find something flawed in an Ostensible White man who enjoys bullfighting. I lived in Franco Spain for 2 years, as well as in Latin America, but I was never attracted to a bullfight. After you see men killed, bullfighting seems childishly cruel. Human blood is just as red as bull’s blood. I’ve also seen cattle slaughtered. For you, the Moment of Truth will come when you must decide to give up your rice bowl on behalf of your race. I made that decision long ago, & I see myself as a humble instrument of Our Race, even here in Brownest Yakima.
All the best. ORION!
Eric
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Ernest Hemingway: American Hero or Common War Criminal?
By Frank Schmidt
(This revised copy of a previous article was reprinted in a newspaper in Perth, Australia and was eagerly read by its subscribers. FS)
Ernest Hemingway was justly acclaimed by many for his literary works and detested by an increasing number of more astute individuals as a common war criminal. There is no doubt that he was one of the most outstanding authors of the 20th century. However, he was also a self-declared war criminal.
He was born in Oak Park, IL on July 21, 1899. In his time most writers preferred a somewhat embellished and verbose style of writing. Hemingway divested his sentences of superfluous words. The structure of his texts is short and simple with few adjectives and lack of idiomatic vernacular. Nouns and verbs are as if etched in stone and are constantly repeated. His style is repetitious and is more related to texts in elementary school readers than classic literature. Through his low-down gutter language he made the word “shit” socially acceptable through its frequent use.
Hemingway produced six novels and over fifty short stories in his unique style. His books must have made some impression on the Nobel Prize Committee because in 1954 they awarded him the Nobel Prize for Literature.
Post war Germans have good reason not to honor Hemingway. In 1944 he accompanied American troops in the invasion of Northern France. Always a braggard, by his own admission he killed a great number of disarmed German prisoners-of-war under circumstances for which German soldiers would have been court-marshalled and charged by their own commanders. He wrote about a few of these “heroic deeds” in his letters. Twenty years after his death Scribners & Sons of New York published some of them under the title “Selected Letters 1917-1980.”
It is significant, however, that in 1958 in a letter to the executors of his last will and testament he instructed them “It is my wish that none of my letters be published.” In another letter written in 1952 he stated that “They were defamatory, always indecent and often obscene.” The publisher ignored Hemingway’s last will and in the preface of the book remarked only that the “Obscenities did not amount to much.”
A few examples of his tirades against the Germans are quoted from the original edition of his memoirs. On July 31, 1944, he wrote to his fourth wife “Our division killed many Germans and we got some excellent cognac from their armoured vehicles.” Hemingway often boasted about his courage in regard to wounded or disarmed German soldiers. On August 27, 1949 he wrote in retrospect “One day I killed an impudent SS-Kraut. When I told him that I was going to kill him if he even thought of fleeing, the fellow answered “No you’re won’t, because you are afraid to do it and you belong to a breed of degenerates. Besides, its against the Geneva Convention.”
“What a mistake you made brother” I told him and fired three shots into his stomach. When he fell to his knees I shot him in the head so that his brain came out through his mouth. In the same letter he wrote about another “glorious deed” in regard to a captured SS-man that he had interrogated who, according to Hemingway spoke a wonderful English. “He answered my questions succinctly and intelligently. He called me Herr Captain. I wore no rank insignia. When he thought it was not high enough he raised it to Herr Colonel I probably would have made it to General, but we had no time. Afterwards we chased them away (killed them) because we knew what their insignia stood for.
Hemingway often bragged about the number of (disarmed) German soldiers he allegedly killed. In a letter dated July 9, 1960 he wrote “I killed about 122 Germans, not counting the uncertain ones. The last one left me with a bad feeling. He was a young non-combatant soldier wearing a German uniform. He was fleeing on a bicycle in the direction of Aachen. I said to my companion “Let me take this one.” The boy was about as old as my son Patrick. I shot him through the spine and the bullet came out through his liver.
After that incident Hemingway was no longer able to continue with his “heroic deeds” because he was captured by the Germans and spent the rest of the war as a prisoner-of-war at Hammelsburg and Nuremberg. It is not known whether the Germans knew about his crimes. In any case he was treated correctly and was released in May 1945 when the war ended.
Hemingway’s conduct during the war proves that he was a very unscrupulous fellow. By his own admission he took great pleasure in killing “Krauts. It is ironic that with very few exceptions the Germans in the West treated their prisoners according to the Geneva Convention, i.e. far more correctly than the Allies.
Personal remarks by the author of this article: In the mid 1920s Hemingway was a reporter at the Toronto Star, Canada’s largest newspaper. Gordon Sinclair, was cub reporter at the Star during Hemingway’s tenure. In the mid 1930s Gordon traveled throughout Asia and wrote articles about it for the paper. I was a 18 year old newsboy and sold papers on the street in front of the Star Building, and often spoke to Gordon about his travels which were fascinating.
After WWII Gordon became one of Canada’s most prominent radio and TV personalities. It was not until the 1950s when I met Gordon again at the CFRB radio station booth at the Canadian National Exhibition. I had my six year old son with me and introduced myself to Gord. He said that he rembered me, and shook my hand. I told him that I had just read his friend Hemingway’s book “The Old Man and the Sea.” A bit agitated, Gord who was never shy about expressing his opinions shot back, “Hemingway was never my friend” he said “This arrogant bully had no friends at the Star. He was then and is today an insolent braggard who is devoid of any human feelings.” An opinion shared by many others.
In his final years Hemingway was mentally ill. Some say he was like that all his life. He ended his life by shooting himself on July 2, 1961 in his home in Ketchum, Iowa.
One cannot deny the success of Hemingway’s books. Like his life they are filled with wars, brawls, sport, travel and love affairs. Because he was on the side of the victors he was never punished for his war crimes. Conclusively, by his suicide he finally punished himself for his criminal outrages.
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Write to:
Mr. Eric Thomson
P.O. Box 896
Yakima, Washington 98907-0896
U.S.A.
Hail Osred! Thanks for your letter & the Orwellian enclosure on Britzogland’s ‘affirmative discrimination’ hiring policies. Obviously, Britzog plans to expend its ‘super-fit’ young Whites in its Zionist wars, while the wogs & nignogs remain ‘home’ to breed & feed, as ZOG does in the USA et al.
Your dilemma should be obvious to you: You are becoming more & more restricted in what OZ-ZOG allows you to say in favor of Whites. Then you will be accused of ‘racism’ for being White, as the ADL download propounds. At that stage, you will need to sneak around in blackface & speak Kitchen Kaffir. I recall the great line from a Mel Gibson movie, “Road Warrior,” perhaps: “Well, ya can run, but ya can’t hide.” No, Whitey, you are running out of places to run to, & you won’t be able to hide in your former livingspace, which your Zionist rulers are rapidly filling up with non-Whites, militant ones, at that. As long as we are ruled by those who hate us for what we are, none of our virtues will impress them, for our virtues are exploited as our vulnerabilities by our enemies.
My coming to Rhodesia was due to the fact that I could not find work, after FEDZOGUSA stole my doctoral dissertation at gunpoint & escorted me to the Mexican border, to make sure I was out of the country. I was born in the USA, but I was not entitled to reside in the country & remain both free & alive by our ZOG. I was likewise banned from all Soviet Bloc countries, since I’d discovered, on my own, the Orwellian Cold War Hoax, in Lima, Peru, of all places. See Noam Chomsky’s book, “The Washington Connection & Third World Fascism,” for further details. Once I began to be called up for military duties, I began to form The Rhodesian White People’s Party. Ian Smith had decided to sell out the Whites, so I figured that I could die by a Black’s bullet or landmine, or I could lead a coup d’etat against the rascal, Smith, & live or die on behalf of the White cause. Those who fought for Smith only thought they were fighting for Whites. I counseled John Coey to return to the Jewnited States & have lots of White children, but he was ‘protecting’ JEEEZUS with his FN against “Gawdless Communism,” as he told me, so he stayed & died in an ambush. In 1976, Henry Kissinger told Smith it was time to begin the sellout to Black Marxist Misrule, so I was deported, & went to Canada, to avoid arriving in the USA, where I was not supposed to be. Through Coey, I met Wilfred Brooks, publisher of Rhodesia Property & Finance. I asked him for some support for The Party, but he told me: “I’m not an adventurer like you. I have too much to lose.” I replied that I had only my life to lose, but that was important enough for me. Those with means don’t do & those who would do lack the means. Poor Brooks eventually wound up like me, though I wouldn’t wish him ill. His son was killed in an ambush; his business was destroyed by Smith, & he had to flee for his life, I suppose to South Africa. I am expendable. I’ve known that, at least since I was in the U.S. Army.
It’s easy to criticise Hitler, who certainly made mistakes. But what are we to say about the anti-White policies of Britain, the USA & their allies? Even an Odinist can do the math: Everytime we fight Zionist bankster wars, there are fewer of us & more of them. I got a bit of a shock when I was perusing some World War II era magazines. I encountered an advert for “Why We Fight.” It showed a young German sentry standing on the corner of Main & Elm Streets, if I recall correctly. There was something about the soldier, his alert blue eyes, maybe. I showed it to my schoolmate, who said: “That’s you!” The caption read: “We fight to keep the likes of him off our streets.” Indeed, that was true, for there are damned few blue-eyed people on our streets, & we are fighting to bring in lots more non-blue-eyed people. We are literally dying to make space for them. I think Hitler was much more a “proto-Odinist” than Jefferson, for at least, Hitler fought & Jefferson left that job to his slaves & others.
Hemingway enjoyed shooting young Germans, & he said so. He was not pro-White & the Germans were not shooting at him. Hemingway was a “proto-Commie,” if we’d claim he was not a complete Commie. One nasty critic said that Hemingway spent the rest of his life trying to prove that he was more ‘macho’ than Gertrude Stein, whom he’d met in Paris. I find something flawed in an Ostensible White man who enjoys bullfighting. I lived in Franco Spain for 2 years, as well as in Latin America, but I was never attracted to a bullfight. After you see men killed, bullfighting seems childishly cruel. Human blood is just as red as bull’s blood. I’ve also seen cattle slaughtered. For you, the Moment of Truth will come when you must decide to give up your rice bowl on behalf of your race. I made that decision long ago, & I see myself as a humble instrument of Our Race, even here in Brownest Yakima.
All the best. ORION!
Eric
--------------------
Ernest Hemingway: American Hero or Common War Criminal?
By Frank Schmidt
(This revised copy of a previous article was reprinted in a newspaper in Perth, Australia and was eagerly read by its subscribers. FS)
Ernest Hemingway was justly acclaimed by many for his literary works and detested by an increasing number of more astute individuals as a common war criminal. There is no doubt that he was one of the most outstanding authors of the 20th century. However, he was also a self-declared war criminal.
He was born in Oak Park, IL on July 21, 1899. In his time most writers preferred a somewhat embellished and verbose style of writing. Hemingway divested his sentences of superfluous words. The structure of his texts is short and simple with few adjectives and lack of idiomatic vernacular. Nouns and verbs are as if etched in stone and are constantly repeated. His style is repetitious and is more related to texts in elementary school readers than classic literature. Through his low-down gutter language he made the word “shit” socially acceptable through its frequent use.
Hemingway produced six novels and over fifty short stories in his unique style. His books must have made some impression on the Nobel Prize Committee because in 1954 they awarded him the Nobel Prize for Literature.
Post war Germans have good reason not to honor Hemingway. In 1944 he accompanied American troops in the invasion of Northern France. Always a braggard, by his own admission he killed a great number of disarmed German prisoners-of-war under circumstances for which German soldiers would have been court-marshalled and charged by their own commanders. He wrote about a few of these “heroic deeds” in his letters. Twenty years after his death Scribners & Sons of New York published some of them under the title “Selected Letters 1917-1980.”
It is significant, however, that in 1958 in a letter to the executors of his last will and testament he instructed them “It is my wish that none of my letters be published.” In another letter written in 1952 he stated that “They were defamatory, always indecent and often obscene.” The publisher ignored Hemingway’s last will and in the preface of the book remarked only that the “Obscenities did not amount to much.”
A few examples of his tirades against the Germans are quoted from the original edition of his memoirs. On July 31, 1944, he wrote to his fourth wife “Our division killed many Germans and we got some excellent cognac from their armoured vehicles.” Hemingway often boasted about his courage in regard to wounded or disarmed German soldiers. On August 27, 1949 he wrote in retrospect “One day I killed an impudent SS-Kraut. When I told him that I was going to kill him if he even thought of fleeing, the fellow answered “No you’re won’t, because you are afraid to do it and you belong to a breed of degenerates. Besides, its against the Geneva Convention.”
“What a mistake you made brother” I told him and fired three shots into his stomach. When he fell to his knees I shot him in the head so that his brain came out through his mouth. In the same letter he wrote about another “glorious deed” in regard to a captured SS-man that he had interrogated who, according to Hemingway spoke a wonderful English. “He answered my questions succinctly and intelligently. He called me Herr Captain. I wore no rank insignia. When he thought it was not high enough he raised it to Herr Colonel I probably would have made it to General, but we had no time. Afterwards we chased them away (killed them) because we knew what their insignia stood for.
Hemingway often bragged about the number of (disarmed) German soldiers he allegedly killed. In a letter dated July 9, 1960 he wrote “I killed about 122 Germans, not counting the uncertain ones. The last one left me with a bad feeling. He was a young non-combatant soldier wearing a German uniform. He was fleeing on a bicycle in the direction of Aachen. I said to my companion “Let me take this one.” The boy was about as old as my son Patrick. I shot him through the spine and the bullet came out through his liver.
After that incident Hemingway was no longer able to continue with his “heroic deeds” because he was captured by the Germans and spent the rest of the war as a prisoner-of-war at Hammelsburg and Nuremberg. It is not known whether the Germans knew about his crimes. In any case he was treated correctly and was released in May 1945 when the war ended.
Hemingway’s conduct during the war proves that he was a very unscrupulous fellow. By his own admission he took great pleasure in killing “Krauts. It is ironic that with very few exceptions the Germans in the West treated their prisoners according to the Geneva Convention, i.e. far more correctly than the Allies.
Personal remarks by the author of this article: In the mid 1920s Hemingway was a reporter at the Toronto Star, Canada’s largest newspaper. Gordon Sinclair, was cub reporter at the Star during Hemingway’s tenure. In the mid 1930s Gordon traveled throughout Asia and wrote articles about it for the paper. I was a 18 year old newsboy and sold papers on the street in front of the Star Building, and often spoke to Gordon about his travels which were fascinating.
After WWII Gordon became one of Canada’s most prominent radio and TV personalities. It was not until the 1950s when I met Gordon again at the CFRB radio station booth at the Canadian National Exhibition. I had my six year old son with me and introduced myself to Gord. He said that he rembered me, and shook my hand. I told him that I had just read his friend Hemingway’s book “The Old Man and the Sea.” A bit agitated, Gord who was never shy about expressing his opinions shot back, “Hemingway was never my friend” he said “This arrogant bully had no friends at the Star. He was then and is today an insolent braggard who is devoid of any human feelings.” An opinion shared by many others.
In his final years Hemingway was mentally ill. Some say he was like that all his life. He ended his life by shooting himself on July 2, 1961 in his home in Ketchum, Iowa.
One cannot deny the success of Hemingway’s books. Like his life they are filled with wars, brawls, sport, travel and love affairs. Because he was on the side of the victors he was never punished for his war crimes. Conclusively, by his suicide he finally punished himself for his criminal outrages.
--------------------
Write to:
Mr. Eric Thomson
P.O. Box 896
Yakima, Washington 98907-0896
U.S.A.