Pleasant times are a possibility today. Because so many of you have exhausted yourselves and drained your reserves keeping abreast of the many and multi-leveled demands that have confronted you, it would be good, even wise, to take advantage of the continuing break.
What needs to transpire internally will continue to work away as it needs to. Your full att5ention is neither required, nor particularly helpful. Instead, keep your focus on the external. There will be things to do, and activities that either amuse or distract. Let yourself be amused today. It won’t hurt a bit, and in fact, will help in many ways.
There is so much that is going on around you energetically, things that cannot really be described using language. Many of you feel the movement, the disturbances, the power that is not visible. These energies can create a great deal of stress in and of themselves. They are neither bad nor good in a traditional way—they are merely energies doing their jobs.
However, you are being nudged, bumped and sometimes knocked over by them. This is not so nice. And even the simple awareness that they exist and move around you can be disconcerting and ungrounding at times.
*** noticing the public’s mood swings as a shopkeeper or restaurant owner
An episode of the usually fascinating and verified “Why Files” discusses the fact that there is now evidence for so-called astrology, in other words, the theory that other planets in our solar system, plus the sun and moon, put out energies that do affect us.
There are days when customers come in and 90% of them are happy, cheery, and ready to buy something (and, in bars and restaurants, tip very well.
On other days, 75% of the people come in absolutely grouchy and disgruntled. Life sucks. And this mood is not necessarily from good or bad weather. As a shopkeeper or restaurateur you feel and see that the energy is just “off,” or, in contrast, that there is a good vibe, and at the end of the business day the till shows the effect quite tangibly.
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They will be with you and around you for the foreseeable future. We are talking about the true forces of change here, and you need them. But you needn’t talk with them today unless you really like to do that.
There is so much loveliness in your world, and it is so easy at this time to become immersed in regret over what you collectively have done to harm and destroy that beauty. It is easy to lose yourself in the future or in the past. It is easy to dive deep into truth-seeking and soul-searching.
Today, though, we recommend that you take a vacation from those habits and live in the moment. Enjoy the scenery without thinking
too hard about it, dance when you hear music and do those things that come to you unsolicited, especially if they are light of heart and fun.
The energetic you share needs a little lightening up, and the pace today allows that to happen. Be part of it—have some fun, think less and laugh more. This will be a relief to many, a challenge to some, as is always the case. Rejoice in the opportunity however it presents itself to you. That is the very best thing you can do.
We send love, blessings and joy.
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…..Was Hitler wildly charismatic like Elvis 😉 or some other rock star?
No, he was quietly impressive, solid, self-controlled, to-the-point, clear, logical, gentle with women and children, but surprisingly modest and unassuming, kind and actually sensitive. His gaze revealed his sorrow at earthling suffering, and a certain healthy amount of self-criticism, never, ever a Mussolinian swagger.
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A bad-ass out of necessity, not inclination; Mussolini wrote his mistress, Clara Petacci, that I was “truly ferocious in war, but also sentimental, eyes welling up with tears whenever we would meet again after a long time apart, or when he gazed at little children.”
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In 1933 at the Heiligendamm resort on the Baltic with Joseph Goebbels and his daughter Helga:
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Ths resort town was, and still is, full of beautiful buildings, though Communist East Germany, hating the fact that the aristocracy of all Europe came here, insanely tore some grand structures down:
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This was the best portrait ever done of me, a lover of books, poetry, art, and white children, and I was a vegetarian partly out of compassion with the dumb animals who trust us and then we kill them for our hamburgers.
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Look at the eyes.
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I was no “Patton” type, as so well portrayed by George C. Scott, toting pearl-handled revolvers and wearing a high-gloss helmet to stand out from the others.
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Though an Austro-Bavarian, I had the highest respect for the stiff Prussians up in northern Germany, and my motto was theirs:
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Mehr Sein als Schein
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Be great; don’t act great
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One (hostile) Wehrmacht general said that the Führer came across like just “a train station waiter.”
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Those who met me were amazed what a regular guy I was. Those who judge me and my claims need to know this.
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I have met in this life four men who met me then as well or heard me speak from up close, and I am sure they saw me in this life as a nice, smart young man, but nothing extraordinary. 😉
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— Wilmot Robertson (pen name for Humphrey Ireland), the great WN author of The Dispossessed Majority and publisher of the superb monthly magazine Instauration, who, along with his very nice wife, who was of German heritage, btw, trusted me and let me stay overnight at his very secretive cabin home in the mountains of North Carolina in August 1990. He had heard me speak shortly before we entered Poland and WWII began.
(His wrong impression was that I was a great orator but “hot-to-trot” — his words — and not apprehensive enough about the coming war. Nothing was further from the truth, but one does not communicate great worries to the general public or to the soldiers who will need enthusiasm and confidence to go into battle, fighting hard. No one knew the horrors of war or of a two-front war more than I as a highly decorated, thrice-wounded, four-year combat veteran of WWI.)
— Hans Schmidt, former Waffen-SS corporal in the Guards Division, the “Leibstandarte Adolf Hitler” (who, if I recall correctly, formed part of the honor guard when I spoke in Graz, Styria, in the Austrian part of the Reich)
— Thies Christophersen, botanist at Auschwitz and courageous, extremely persecuted author of The Auschwitz Lie; he as a boy had climbed up a tree to see me better as my Mercedes motorcade passed by; I stopped the car and beckoned him, and we had a nice chat; btw, a decade later, he was put in jail for three days — during the war — for telling funny but derogatory Hitler and Goebbels jokes 😉
Thies and his missus at Auschwitz; would anyone invite his wife to visit him in a “death camp”
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This was a cute joke from Cologne, but not the one about me losing the war that got Thies three days in the pokey:
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Two drunks, Tünnes and Schäl, are lying on the sidewalk, sleeping it off.
One opens an eye, sees a sign across the street, and nudges the other:
“Hey, wake up — we have a new Führer!”
The other says: “You’re nuts; let me sleep.”
The first one nudges again: “But it’s true — look!
‘H-e-i-l K-r-ä-u-t-e-r’!”
[“Heilkräuter” in German means tinctures or teas made of heal– (Heil)-ing herbs(Kräuter)😉 ]
— Otto-Ernst Remer, Wehrmacht major who thwarted the July 20, 1944 coup d’état by deluded officers; I spoke with him twice in the 1980s, once at his home in Germany alongside my German-American friend activist Roy Armstrong-Godenau, and also at an IHR conference where he spoke about and denounced the plotters.
These fools actually imagined that Roosevelt and Churchill would make peace with any new German leader who would be just a good-old conservative anti-communist fellow, as long as he was not a National Socialist (which FDR and Churchill, through intermediaries, had repeatedly rejected!!!).
Then, see, a post-Hitler Reich would stop fighting the Allies in the West, and send all its troops eastward to concentrate on fighting the Red Army…..
Anti-communist and antisemite George Patton, of course, would have welcomed and accepted this, but not the complete tools of jewry who were Rosenfeld and the half-jew Churchill! Germany as a Great Power was only to be destroyed! Dresden was the proof of the flaming hatred in those two monsters, who saved bolshevism.
Rochus Misch was one of many who knew me well who testified to this non-rockstar quality.
Until I began a speech and took various actions, I seemed to everyone like just another educated bloke.
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Rochus Misch was from Silesia, worked a bit in graphics, became an SS soldier, then one of my bodyguards and then my telephonist 1940-45, putting calls through to me from Goering, Goebbels, Himmler or various generals, or setting up calls to them.
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To ensure the conversations were properly connected and both sides could talk and be heard, and not to eavesdrop, he listened in to the beginnings of many important conversations.
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Misch liked Eva Braun very much, another person like him, of average IQ but such a good heart.
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Eva, a photography assistant in Munich to the famous Heinrich Hoffmann, was actually never the love of my life, just a good “daughter of the Folk.”
(The great cineast Leni Riefenstahl was correct in her autobiography that I was attracted to her and dropped some hints, but she never requited my romantic interest.)
What never came together with Leni in that life, I got in full measure in this one from Margaret Huffstickler: a classy, well-dressed, educated woman of artistic accomplishments and good family whose mind, body and soul all fascinated me.
Almost everyone loved Margi, especially her Mayo Clinic cancer doctors
Of course, when you love and marry an Aryan woman, then if she gets cancer, you as her Aryan husband must care for her day and night, as I gladly did for 4 1/3 years.
And then the grief is terrible when one loses such a wife. It continue even now, but I have learned to live with it,
Eva, poor thing, made a suicide attempt once after I broke up with her.
In Bavaria and Austria, southern-germanic areas where the people usually have a very good if earthy sense of humor, actually, this heartbreak-and-suicide phenomenon is a truly horrid and foolish thing. And it is contagious: one silly girl commits suicide and then four more do. 🙁
Anyway, I kept Eva around partly for this reason, so she would not try again to kill herself, though she was a bit boring, because she was truly sweet, very decent, kind and loving toward me …and as a political leader also I knew that the suicide of the Führer’s gf/mistress would look very bad.
Eva next to me in the Great Hall of the Berghof; I enjoyed then as now talking to quality white women
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About the political ramifications of suicide, the Judenpresse had a field day in September 1931 when my foolishly depressed niece Angela (“Geli”) committed suicide, believe me.
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This was my article on Geli Raubal, whose suicide was utterly pointless, unnecessary, and a sign of what a young soul she was inmore ways than one. Yet her death (with my pistol, found in my desk!) caused me very deep grief, and also, temporarily, some severe political damage.
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(We all know what the gutter-minded jews claimed, who themselves are the world champions of committing incest!)
Wedding photo; I gave him and his very pretty bride, Gerda, a case of top-shelf German Sekt (=champagne).
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Misch heard the beginning of every phone call I made from 1940 to the very end in the Bunker.
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On April 30, 1945, he saw my corpse, and that of loyal, brave and loving Eva, after our suicides by bullet and poison.
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Then he saw our bodies being carried, wrapped in blankets, up and out of the Bunker, and then witnessed them being burned with gasoline in the yard above the bunker.
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No, I did not go skiing in Bariloche, Argentina or dining out in Buenos Aires! What kind of fool thinks the Israeli Mossad would not have moved heaven and earth to catch me there for a kangaroo trial in Tel Aviv, as with Eichmann!
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“You will be executed, but if you claim on the stand that the Holocaust was real, then you will not be savagely tortured without leaving marks”
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After Misch had been captured by the Soviets, who instantly picked up — just by the quality of the fabrics in his SS uniform that he was no ordinary SS man, no simple infantry “grunt” — he was sent to Moscow for “interrogation” and horrifically tortured in Moscow’s dreadful Lubyanka prison (below). The Soviets abused him horribly for days, weeks and months, all in order to get out of him if I had actually “escaped the bunker” and gone elsewhere.
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I had NOT “escaped.” What I HAD done was to first set up the vital postwar Antarctic operation, about which I have written extensively in this life, and then I killed myself to deceive the Allies that the Nazi threat was over upon the death of the founder and leader of the Reich and the unconditional capitulation of the Wehrmacht in Europe!
Meanwhile, using snorkels, a Dutch invention which our newest U-boats had adopted, we passed unobserved right past the US and Royal Navies in the North Atlantic and made it to 1) South America and 2) the Antarctic.
The loyal Misch before his death in Berlin in 2013
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Btw, Misch did not have blond hair or blue eyes, nor did most SS men and most Germans. 😉 What counted with me was idealism, enthusiasm, loyalty and performance.
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Now this what Rochus Misch, who was with me almost every day for five straight years,wrote about my personality — and every fair observer has said exactly the same thing:
Ich weiß nicht, was ich erwartet hatte, aber es war alles ganz normal gewesen, keine Spur außergewöhnlich. Ich hatte weder ein Monster gesehen noch einen Übermenschen.
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Dieser erste Eindruck bestätigte sich über die Jahre. Der Privatmann Hitler war ein normaler, ein einfacher Mann, der einfachste Mensch, den ich kannte.
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Nur nach außen schlüpfte er in seine »Führerolle«, dann musste alles protokollgerecht ablaufen, die Inszenierung perfekt sein.
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Aber privat – und wir vom Begleitkommando gehörten zu seinem Privatleben – war er unkompliziert.
Übergroß und herrschaftlich, das war der Staatsmann und alles, was ihn in dieser Funktion umgab.
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Für sich selbst, als Privatperson, war Hitler jedoch äußerst bescheiden. Nach der ersten Begegnung mit ihm war ich jedenfalls erleichtert. Jetzt hätten zehn Hitlers kommen können, meine Angst war verflogen.
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Misch’ first encounter with the boss (from “The Last Witness”)
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I do not know what I had expected, but with him it was all so normal, and not in the slightest bit extraordinary.I had seen neither a monster nor a superman. This first impression was confirmed over the years. The private man that was Adolf Hitler was a normal, simple man, the simplest man I knew.
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Hitler early in WWI
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Only to the outside did he slip into his “Führer role,” and then everything had to be done logically, and the dramatic production had to be perfect.
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But privately – and we from the escort command belonged to his private life – he was an uncomplicated person. “Bigger than life” and “the great ruler” – yes, that was the statesman and everything that surrounded him in that function.
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However, as for his own needs as a private person, Hitler was extremely modest.
After the first encounter with him I was in any case relieved.Now ten Hitlers could have come my way; my fear of him had vanished.
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……Leon Degrelle on his friend, role model, and mentor, Adolf Hitler
Degrelle was the most decorated of the 400,000 foreigners who joined the Wehrmacht or Waffen-SS, and a French-Belgian fascist who had had his own big party, the Rexists.
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Degrelle in Spain as an exile with all his decorations
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He knew Hitler very well, and, as both a politician who led the masses (in Belgium) and as a frontline soldier (Degrelle fought on the Eastern Front 1940-45!) he also could understand Hitler — the highly decorated WWI soldier and the leader of a mass movement — and the challenges and stresses Hitler faced.
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Margaret Huffstickler and I translated his entire memoirs for the Barnes Review magazine, as well as doing sixty other articles, both translations and original writing.
Later, our translation work for this magazine was turned into this book.
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Degrelle was a great military hero at the 1943 Cherkassy breakout, when completely surrounded German troops smashed boldly through the lines of the Red Army unit encircling them. Though very many Waffen-SS died, two-thirds made it — thanks to the quick action and decisive leadership of Léon Degrelle.
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Degrelle after receiving the Knight’s Cross with silver oak leaves from me
Now here is what Degrelle said about the wild Jew stories that Hitler had some weird aura, oranything at all extraordinary about him as a person when you were in his presence:
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And as I have never tired of reminding immature WNs who worship Hitler as a god, although he was a household word in Germany, he was rejected overwhelmingly by the German people –that is, until the Great Depression (and poverty and hunger) began, and with it the rapid rise among the working class of the terrifying Communist Party of Germany, controlled by the bloodthirsty Stalin and his German lackey, Ernst Thälmann.
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Adolf Hitler was NO John Kennedy (or a Justin Trudeau) type, all handsome and charismatic, a man over whom the masses and women especially tend to swoon — a fellow that women and men both loved and respected.
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One of many proofs that I was rejected for YEARS:
the May 1928 election to the German Reichstag, an utter debacle for Adolf Hitler, the supposed god. 😉
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Hitler got 2.6% of the vote after eight years of hard work!
Weimar-era Germans considered Hitler a
–“nut,”
–“a maniac obsessed with the Jews,”
–the leader of a “crazy political personality-cult,”
–possibly a homosexual,
–a “wartime coward who had a nervous breakdown,”
–a Jew (even a Rothschild bastard) and
–an agent of (take your pick!) Mussolini, Wall Street or Stalin!
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Hess is far left in the photo, then the very short Streicher…. with Himmler behind me to your left, wearing spectacles.
I am just going to cut to the crux of the issue as I don’t really know how to say this any other way and I’m not good at hinting around:
. 1. It is obvious that you think you are the reincarnation of Hitler.
. 2. I think that all claims should be tested.
. So here’s your chance. I know several very private things about the Reich, the rise of the NSDAP, etc. And I’d like to see if you can actually get these questions right:
. – Hitler did not want to be repetitively seen in public with any specific woman. He wanted people to think of him as a bachelor.
. But there was one occasion, and I have this on an extremely reliable source, in which he allowed Unity Mitford to ride next to him in the back of one of those large Mercedes type cruisers he used to ride in. This only happened once that I’m aware of. There were three seats in the back. Hitler was on the far left, Mitford was center, and there was a man (from the inner circle) seated on the far right. Which man was it?
. – During the rise of the NSDAP party (in the 30s) which party members referred to Hitler as ‘Adi’?
. – Did Hitler like cats? Yes or no?
. – Who was Hitler’s best friend in the late 20s and early 30s?
. – Who helped turn around the NSDAP’s image in the late 20s (more business suits and less culty nonsense). Hint: it wasn’t Goebbels.
. – During the final downfall in Berlin, there was a shepherd puppy that Hitler frequently cradled inside the bunker. What color & gender was it? And what was it’s [sic; it should be “its”] name?
. – There was a member of the inner circle who enjoyed working up Dr. Morell and getting him to tell his ridiculous stories (let’s be honest, it was a great way to irritate several people). Who was that person?
. Finally, if you are Hitler then you need to stop blaming other people for when things go wrong. Personal responsibility matters.
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My reply, which bounced back because his email address was fake:
Dear Mr “Craufurd”:
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Reincarnation, which you clearly do not understand, does NOT mean, and thank God for this, that you remember every detail of previous lives.
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This is not a cop-out, sir, but standard reincarnation doctrine and reality.
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By age 6, the memories go away. This is best for the individual, who needs a fresh start.
Slide from Ian Stevenson, MD, founder of scientific reincarnation studies at the University of Virginia
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Graphic summarizing the key findings by Jim Tucker MD, Stevenson’s successor
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In fact, as the Stevenson-Tucker research at the University of Virginia has shown, in the rare cases where kids do have some detailed memories of some events, usually traumatic ones, they fade away by around age five or six.
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It is justnot good for our spiritual advancement to dwell on other lives,which often are full of disappointments and failures as well as triumphs.
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Reincarnation is meant to provide a clean slateafter one goes over one’s mistakes with one’s guardian spirits — if one avails oneself fully of that debriefing possibility.
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There is free will on the other side as well as this.
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Between earthly lives there is every opportunity to speak with your spiritual case workers and do some soul searching, then work on your flaws while THERE, on the other side. Ideally, when you reincarnate, you are a changed and better person, ready to tackle new challenges both inside yourself and in the world about you into which you will be born.
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By the way, then as now, and this is my value system speaking, which is unchanged, and not a memory of my old personal ways 72 years ago when I was in a very different life, culture and country, I still prefer dogs, who are usually far more unselfish, brave and loyal than cats, although I did have a wonderful tomcat (male cat) for a little buddy in 2011.
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In the darkest hours of 2011, when the renegade WN Henrik Holappa (now a race-mixing antifa!) and his handler, David Duke, were massively defaming me with the help of Stormfront, and Google put his psychotic slanders at the top of page one…..
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Now an antifa, he wrote “I founded a Neo-Nazi movement” (https://johndenugent.com/?s=holappa) and boasts betraying not just me but his Scandinavian comrades.
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…..well, that tomcat was sure there for me in every way, sensing my sadness, sleeping comfortingly on my left shoulder every night, and licking my cheeks every morning — which they say is a sign that a cat really loves you. (I had to put him down myself after a car hit him while out chasing females. His hind legs were shattered, with raw white bones sticking out, and he was pulling himself forward by his front paws. I hope he is doing well in his next life, maybe as a fine human “young soul” right now.)
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Now, as for this remark of yours:
Finally, if you are Hitler then you need to stop blaming other people for when things go wrong. Personal responsibility matters.
Well, “Mr. Craufurd,” who are born, nota bene, in 1987, ten years after I began sacrificing every pleasure I had for this Cause and gave up a millionaire lifestyle (https://johndenugent.com/wn-biography-of-jdn/), since you hate blame, here for you is the original,bitter, accurate,andblaming title of Mein Kampf, by one Adolf Hitler:
Viereinhalb Jahre (des Kampfes) gegen Lüge, Dummheit und Feigheit,
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Four and a Half Years of Struggle Against
Lies,
Stupidity and
Cowardice.
(Hitler was referring to the traits OTHERS displayed…)
(Max Amann, head of the Franz Eher Verlag and Hitler’s publisher, suggested the much shorter title “Mein Kampf” — “My Struggle“.)
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This barb was directed against the German public as a whole, and his fellow rightwingers in particular.
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He was b-l-a-m-i-n-g, Mr “Craufurd,” the cowardly, selfish, stupid majority of the German people — and rightly — for most of his “failures.”
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You can lead a horse to water but you cannot make him drink, and you can lead a people to the truth, but you cannot make them think.
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(But I did hide my own fault in Mein Kampf, the shameful fact that I got sixteen good men killed for nothing by botching the Beer Hall putsch. Even a ten-year-old Jewish boy would know that to overthrow the government, first you do not release your bitter enemies on their supposed “word of honor,” such as the jealous rightwing governor of Bavaria, Gustav von Kahr, a little hack politician motivated only by his rivalry and lust to be the glorious hero (thus hating me) — but he certainly got his in the Night of the Long Knives 11 years later.
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(By then, of course, it was already too late. The crypto-Jew Roosevelt was in power in 1934, as was Stalin, busy building a gigantic war machine that would some day be in Berlin. In five more years, Churchill would complete the troika against me.)
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Secondly, no street-smart Jewish kid would have failed to seize the Munich newspapers, train stations, telephone/telegraph offices, police stations and army barracks!
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That was “Putsch 101!”
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I take my share of responsibility, but others must take theirs as well. Often both leaders and followers do wrong things — or fail to do the right things.
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Both Henry Ford and William Dudley Pelley, founder of the Silver Shirts (who got 11 years in federal prison), gave up on the American people,saying bitterly they do not want to hear the truth — or do anything — about the Jews.
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Cowardice and miserly refusal to help have been endemic qualities in the majority for millennia.
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This is not a highly evolved planet, or do you affirm the contrary?
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On what basis do you assert what you seem to be implying, the premise behind your denunciation of blame, to wit, that
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most whites are just noble heroes waiting for the right leader to come along so they can spring into action?
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Do you seriously believe that yourself?
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The Germans, who demonstrably are among the best of all the whites, rejected Hitler in a landslide. So do not expect ANY white masses anywhere to embrace such a man unless they are both starving and terrified.
Sincerely,
John de Nugent
With hair dyed black for your convenience 😉
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…..A German comrade who knows all the biggies called me
The late German lawyer Jürgen Rieger, a wealthy, smart WN who died in 2009. In my opinion, he was poisoned.
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I just completed a long and very important video conversation about me and the near future with a very important German comrade. He knew Ernst Zündel (and sent me some correspondence with him), and Horst Mahler, Sylvia Stolz, the late Manfred Roeder and lawyer Jürgen Rieger (photo)– the entire top tier of activists.
Attorneys Sylvia Stolz and Rieger at the 2006 trial of Ernst Zündel in Mannheim. I met with them both after a session.
His wife is a seer.
They visited the Berghof, outside of Berchtesgaden. They stood in the ruins of the basement of the Berghof and he had just said to her “I wish Hitler would come back.”
Today just a back retaining wall to the basement, overgrown with trees
She had a vision, and she said to him:
“He IS back, he has been back for a long time, and he is extremely active — but not in Germany.”
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K is a big guy in Germany behind the scenes and knows everyone. He called me and we had a very useful conversation…………..
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…..The sad Ruiter video on Obersalzberg — then and now
.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n63u-iHggSA
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.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mou9cKrnTXY
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What I can promise today is to be a deeper, more spiritual, and thus more effective leader, and to save us on a new path, absolute freedom from the tyrannon, the egoic mind. The jews would be gone in one night if our race were enlightened.
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