General Georges Boulanger of France was a handsome, brave, charismatic French general and political leader who rallied the little people of France in a sort of Trump-like movement to ‘make France great again’ and defend the working people from the selfish ultra-rich. Urged to overthrow the totally corrupt political system, and facing suddenly an indictment for treason, he shocked everyone by wussing out at the decisive moment. He fled, following his mistress, over to Belgium, where she died and he shot himself on her grave. It was a failed incarnation for a man who truly had it all.
Conversation between me and a comrade:
He: To think the election result is fraudulent and it’s going to stand is just unimaginable. I never expected this could happen. What does it take, John, for people to revolt?
Me: More than what we see now.
I saw an excellent 2017 neo-German series, though low-budget, on a WWII Wehrmacht squad, that is, a small military unit of eleven or so men, which was called “Dusty Faces.”
(Below is episode one. You can click on the wheel icon, lower right, and then set up subtitles in English or other languages.)
It is appealing because it is completely sympathetic to the Germans as poor devils doing their infantry job, doing their duty — and doing it very well. No one wusses out.
As the horrors of war pile up, and characters whom we have come to know and bond with — good, decent boys with dads, moms and sweet girlfriends —
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— they really do get killed, one after another, and yet the rest BRAVELY keep on fighting.
What fine boys, imbued with both German excellence and national socialist ideals!
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BUT it occurred to me that hyper-realism can also be used to make people afraid to actually go out there and fight.
As in “Saving Private Ryan,” which I reviewed — as a former Marine and Army infantry soldier — in detail for Willis Carto’s The Spotlight newspaper, one gets a very real sense of what combat is like…the sound of bullets, seeing a buddy take a bullet in the face, seeing blood stream out a man’s nose and mouth and hearing him choke on his own blood….seeing and hearing wounded men, who are your buddies with whom you just shared a cigarette, moaning and slowly dying, writhing in the mud.
I have been through all this in many lives.
And I agree with an old enemy who came to understand me later on, Charles de Gaulle: War can bring out the very worst and the very best in us. Hours of boredom and then seconds of sheer terror… which will make or break you. Either you become a whiny litttle coward or you “find it,” and turn into a hero of your people.
The sneaky purpose of all this realism, however, CAN be to wimp-ize us. The old war movies cleaned it up. Guys who were hit simply clutched their chest and fell — no blood, no brains, no body parts, no moaning. With the old movies, you never got that feeling of terror, of the shit turning real. But some of the new movies do that.
Now add these war-as-a-horror-film movies to low-T and to chemtrails, and then pile onto that the availability of alcohol, marijuana and porn, and then you have men who “prefer” — ehhh — not to fight.
They own guns but they gather dust.
My friend said:
If American farmers would just stop producing food, and truckers would stop driving the trucks delivering it, stop paying taxes, stop paying all the bills, stop pumping gas… if just the truckers struck…..
Stop EVERYTHING. First stock up, then we stop everything and issue demands.
I countered:
With the Deep State, we are dealing with neo-bolsheviks here. They will carry out, after Biden takes office or even before, pre-dawn raids and take out the ringleaders.
Because they monitor the Internet, which is literally a Defense Department creation and offshoot, as well as having Palantir, the Deep State pedophiles know who, and where, all the troublemakers are — and their potential leaders. The leaders are arrested or killed in the 3 am raids, the second-tier is shot or hauled away at 6 am, and the rest at 9 am.
There are faux Walmarts which are kept empty, and real football stadiums, pre-designated as internment camps. Yes, here where you paid to eat seven-dollar hotdogs, drink a small five-dollar plastic up of beer brewed with fluoridated water to make you passive, and you watched grown men, blacks who hate you, cavort with a ball in the Negro Football League, or in the Negro Basketball Association.
“Maaan, all dese millions I make to play wif a ball doan make up for dem microagressions. Dee other day, some white woman look at me like she fraid of me ‘n shit.”
Heinz Field, Pittsburgh — this is where Biden will put patriotic Pittsburghers before buses take them to a FEMA camp.
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*** This was Francois Arouet’s exclusive on this almost unknown but gigantic jew firm Palantir, used for total surveillance
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The comrade went on:
The right have not tried anything. They’ve done nothing but bitch and whine, while sitting on a veritable mountain of rage and power that is going nowhere. Trump needs to hear he will lose all his support unless he MAKES the revolt happen.
I replied:
If it went to action directe, which-I-reject-being-a-peace-loving-hippie, all it would take is snipers against truckers, enforcing a strike against scabs, that is, until they install bulletproof glass. Then shoot out the tires. Or pour motor oil out at the curves onto the roads…. cheap and effective, especially so at night…. a thousand truckers crash the first night. And, beyond that, the 3.5 million American truckers live in houses like the rest of us, not underground bunkers.
I don’t want ANY OF THIS… We all want to stay on the legal and peaceful path.
But when Biden gets in, they will come for us.
My friend went on: I’m talking about the farmers, too. They should and must comply.
Me: I agree — and Trump does need a friendly but ass-kicking ultimatum: lead NOW or step aside.
He: The milk has to stop. Remember, Americans’ milk comes from small farms.
Me: It has to be this message, tactful but clear, to the president:
“Man up, man, while you can — or we get us a new leader. Hang 50,000 traitors, and scare the rest into doing their job.”
He: Trump, you must act, and call for a general strike. Or we jump ship, and revolt ourselves,
Me: The way I know, and we all know, Donald Trump after five years of watching this guy every single day on tv and online, is this,
….that Trump has a huge ego, based on him being a tough guy who gets results.
I grew up myself in the urban Northeast — in Providence and Boston, and Trump was raised in New York City, witH the same exact ethnic groups — and between the jews, the Southern Italians and the Irish, this is the ethos.
If someone is giving you shit, smack him.
I know Trump would just hate to go down in history as a coward, as a wuss, mocked as a loser by the left and publicly dumped by his own people as well — DISMISSED WITH CONTEMPT as a big talker who turned out to be a pussy.
At Georgetown I learned about a handsome, popular Frenchman who many rightists and patriots thought would be a second Napoleon, General Boulanger. He would drain the swamp, lock the crooks up, restore French glory and help the desperately poor white workers and farmers against the special interests, in short, a nationalist and populist.
Boulanger won election after election in the late 1880s, but he also became known for consulting his mistress on everything, like some Caspar Q. Milquetoast.
His enemies struck against him while he dithered, accusing him of high treason — of plotting a military coup to overthrow the government.
The mistress got unnerved and fled France for Belgium, so of course he followed her….
She died, and then he shot himself on her grave.
This wuss-out not only meant France would continue to be totally taken over by Freemasons and Jews, but it also made France itself into an object of ridicule….. a general with a mushy heart and excess libido, trotting along after his mistress instead of staying, fighting and saving his country! Is any woman worth everlasting disgrace?
And anyway, how many hot mistresses would this Boulanger have gotten, this horny Frenchie, had he become the ruler and savior of France whom the people craved, wanted, and needed!
The parallels to Trump and to his listening to Daddy’s girl, Ivanka, are innumerable. She and 666-Jared talk him out of everything.
I had a Daddy’s girl too, my daughter Ingrid, the apple of my eye (besides Margi)….
But when she became a leftist, hey, it was she who left me.
I did not pursue her.
She has made her choice, and, believe me, it was not a brave one to be a Trump-basher and profess a love of blacks and gays, certainly not in the Deep-State bastion of Washington DC.
Brave would have been to remember the values her loving dad taught her for eight years.
Her academic advisor at the University of New Hampshire was one Andy Rosenberg. I have a feeling he knew from the ADL exactly who Ingrid’s father was, the big “Nazi”……
….and that “turning” her would be a major coup.
That jewy look in the eyes of a Master of the Universe, this Rosenberg
Well, we all make our choices.
Jessie Watters of Fox, who I assume is part-Italian, btw, and is a Philly boy, and a super Trump loyalist, had a fantastic show on the Bidens as Chinese agents last week.
What we have here is prima facie evidence of actual treason. And the Chinese own 49% of Dominion! What we have here is a foreign, enemy country installing ITS puppet as president to take the white American nation down forever — and all this with OUR own dollars, from us buying their flimsy, crap Chinese products that break after three weeks!
I have been following somewhat the Nashville, Tennessee bombing.
As my readers know, I was in greater Nashville in 1990.
My victory in 1990 in the Republican primary in the Sixth Congressional District of Tennessee was stolen by electronic voting-machine fraud, long before it happened to Trump.
Thirty years ago in greater Nashville I was robbed of a victory I sweated for and deserved, and I had donors who dug deep for me then, too.
God, was I tired by election night. We spent every penny, and I maxed out all my credit cards. One night, I and the team were locked out of our hotel rooms for non-payment until a George Martin of Michigan, RIP, sent me a thousand by Western Union. We knocked ourselves out to win one for our race.
See 9:58 to 19:02
https://www.bitchute.com/video/rUq6sc2MqtRH/
I always feel sorry for my donors if I lose, even though I did not. I would love to see them happy and smiling, those who believed in me and in our cause.
When I did this video in 2010, I myself cried many times, yes, I teared up, to see how much happiness we had… how the little people came through for me, how grateful, humble and loyal they were, and they stood by me right to the end in May 1945. So never break a good, an innocent, a trusting heart. Come through as their leader for them!
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Now, Nashville, the capital of Tennessee, where this bombing just took place, is named for General Francis Nash, a brave North Carolina man, lawyer and legislator who died in 1777 in the American Revolution at the Battle of Germantown, part of Philadelpia, Pennsylvania. (The area was all-German then, but is mostly black now. Jessie Watters, btw, grew up there when it was still partly white.)
General Nash, on horseback to see and supervise the battle, was hit by a cannonball in the hip and also shot by a musket ball in the face.
He was one of TEN American generals who died in battle for our freedom…. when rightwingers, patriots and gun-owners were NOT all talk.
He had a career; he had a wife; he had two daughters (as do I), and he had a nice house, the Nash-Hooper house, still standing today.
And this man made the right choice.
Now he has reincarnated, and I feel in my bones he may be one of my readers today.
My fact-founded message is that it is literally impossible to die.
You have had hundreds of “deaths,” then of interlives for more learning, and finally more earth lives.
You cross over to God and angels; you learn and reflect; then you cross back over here to become even braver, more solid and stronger for your loved ones.
And you chose your parents, you chose your life and you chose your challenges. Including the bad parts…. the tragedies…. the setbacks….the heartbreak. You volunteered for all this to grow through surmounting crises.
Like now. 🙂
It is possible to be a hero.
And you can decide now — that you want to NO LONGER just exist.
Join me — on the journey of the hero. Leave your tawdry life behind.
It’s time to do it.
–27 December 2020 $50 via Amazon gift card from a former Green Beret
–23 December 2020 $100 via Amazon gift card from T in Florida
–22 December 2020 $1,000 loan from S in Florida
–17 December 2020 $100 via Amazon gift card from J in Nevada
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–15 December 2020, from a long-term and generous Australian donor: 50 Australian dollars; a letter about the US 2020 election; a beautiful Christmas card with a springer spaniel; and a photocopy from a book about Quetzalcoatl — the mysterious, benevolent, blond, bearded white man who founded Ancient Mexico (I will blog next on this gift.)
Qzetzalcoatl may have initially worn a space suit and helmet for breathing in our atmosphere, and for practical reasons had no beard. Later, it seems he adapted to our air, tossed the suit and helmet, and grew his beard out, a hirsute feature of adult white males which astonished the beardless Amerindians.
Interesting how Quetzalcoatl just up and left one day.
Sometimes one gets soooo tired of peoples’ slow progress. In Conversations with God, the Creator says to author Neil Donald Walsch, to his shock, that he has already had HUNDREDS of lives…
Why?
Most people never get a grip on their own mind, and thus barely inch forward a few inches in each incarnation like a lazy snail. 😉
“Are earthlings a good use of my time?”
Thanks go today especially to donors of Amazon gift cards, which enable us to buy supplements which have helped Margi both beat and also prevent a recurrence of her one-time Stage III throat cancer. This happy development, in turn, frees ME up for my vital work.
–11 December 2020 100 Euros and note from M in France
–10 December 2020 $25 by check and letter from K in California
–9 December 2020 $150 in cash and a note from P in Florida (sent to Margi’s address)
–7 December 2020 100 euros [same as US dollars] from M in France
–4 December 2020 $100 via Amazon gift card from J in Nevada
–30 November 2020 45 euros from S in Germany
–27 November 2020 100 euros [same as US dollars] from M in France
–16 Nov 2020 50 Australian dollars ($30) and card from P in Australia
Note:
Dear John and Margi,
I hope you are both well and that the autumn colours are affording some solace in these most critical times before us. The very near future is ominous and foreboding, not least in appearance but fundamentally.
So may you continue with strength in your noble endeavours for our people and the Aryan soul. This is desperately needed as clean air is to breathe. Keep safe and well.
Kind regards…
–14 November 2020 50 euros from M in France
–3 November 2020 $100 in cash from a fmr Marine officer, P, in Florida
–1 November 2020 $340 in cash and a letter from K in New England
–23 Oct 2020 $88 Amazon gift card from L in Kentucky
–18 October 2020 US$88 via Amazon gift card from J in Cicero, Illinois
–17 October 2020 50 Australian dollars, letter and extensive photocopies from a serious book on Atlantis and other destroyed civilizations from J
–14 October 2020 50 euros [ = 50 US dollars] and a beautiful card and letter from M in France.
–10 October 2020 110 euros ( same in US dollars) from C in Germany
–3 October 2020 $88 Amazon gift card from J in Nevada
My thank-you note:
Thank you for the Amazon.com Gift Card! I so enjoyed seeing my two recent visitors from the faraway Southland, but thinking also: “Soon, I will not be able to walk down the street or go into a bar and grill, unless I have bodyguards.” These are my final weeks of “freedom,” brother J. Then comes only the iron call of duty.
I am deeply grateful that you have stuck by me all this time. The supplements your gift cards (and those of another comrade) have bought have also saved Margi’s life. Even the Mayo told her in July of last year that with all of their wizardry she had only a 20% chance. So pat yourself on the back, dear brother.
— John de Nugent
— 1 October 2020 50 euros [worth $US50 also], a beautiful card and a thoughtful letter from M in France
— 30 September 2020 five beautiful leather-bound antique volumes with gilt edge of essays in German from B, a jewish-born WN activist (including at the dangerous confrontations in Charlottesville, Virginia) and a generous donor for over a decade; needless to say, big postage was paid for these heavy books in the old Fraktur font….
John the peace loving hippy. You’re killing me. I just transmitted a code.
Your ending thought feels similar to my conclusion that I saw a year or two ago. This is the way I thought:
When we face overwhelming odds, the only guarantee of successful defiance lies not in a dependence on material results, but in trying to get the right attitude. A sort of victory of the soul. It’s sort of silly, but …. The attitude encapsulated by that old line “Drink up lads, for tomorrow we die”