Victimhood is profitable. On the internet, it can get you thousands of dollars in crowdfunding donations. In the media, it can win you national prominence and a cooing audience of credulous sycophants. On campus, it can get you attention and plaudits from fellow grievance-mongers.
“Πιστεύω τώρα, ότι ο Χίτλερ και ο Γερμανικός λαός δεν ήθελαν πόλεμο. Αλλά εμείς κηρύξααμε τον πόλεμο εναντίον της Γερμανίας, με σκοπό να την καταστρέψουμε, σύμφωνα με την αρχή μαςτης ισορροπίας ισχύος και ενθαρρυνθήκαμε από Εβραίους περί τον Ρούζβελτ. Αγνοήσαμε τα υπομνήματα του Χίτλερ να μην εισέλθουμε σε πόλεμο. Τώρα είμαστε αναγκασμένοι να αναγνωρίσουμε ότι ο Χίτλερ είχε δίκιο.”
— Σερ Χάρλυ Σόουκρος, Βρετανός Γενικός Εισαγγελέας, Ανώτερος Εισαγγελέας στις δίκες της Νυρεμβέργης, 10 Μαρτίου 1984
“I believe now that Hitler and the German people did not want war. But we declared war on Germany, intent on destroying it, in accordance with our principle of ballance of power, and we were encouraged by Jews around Roosevelt. We ignored Hitler’s pleadings not to enter into war. Now we are forced to realize that Hitler was right.”
— Sir Harley Shawcross, British Attorney General, Senior Nuremberg Prosecutor, March 10th, 1984
Η ελληνική αστυνομία συνέλαβε 14 άτομα για τα στημένα επεισόδια των “αντιεξουσιαστών” – το Σαββάτο, 10 Μαΐου – από τα οποία τα 11 άτομα ήταν αλλοδαποί.
The Stranger within my gate, He may be true or kind, But he does not talk my talk– I cannot feel his mind. I see the face and the eyes and the mouth, But not the soul behind.
The men of my own stock, They may do ill or well, But they tell the lies I am wanted to, They are used to the lies I tell; And we do not need interpreters When we go to buy or sell.
The Stranger within my gates, He may be evil or good, But I cannot tell what powers control– What reasons sway his mood; Nor when the Gods of his far-off land Shall repossess his blood.
The men of my own stock, Bitter bad they may be, But, at least, they hear the things I hear, And see the things I see; And whatever I think of them and their likes They think of the likes of me.
This was my father’s belief And this is also mine: Let the corn be all one sheaf– And the grapes be all one vine, Ere our children’s teeth are set on edge By bitter bread and wine.
National Security Study Memorandum
Books by F. William Engdahl, Books by Jeffrey M. Smith
Genetic Roulette: The Gamble of Our Lives (MP4) Seeds Of Death (MP4)
