THE INFORMATION #809 NOVEMBER 7, 2014

THE INFORMATION #809
NOVEMBER 7, 2014
Copyright 2014 FRANCIS DIMENNO
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 If you have no confidence in self, you are twice defeated in the race of life.–Marcus Garvey

WHEN THIS WORLD CATCHES FIRE
BOOK THREE: SAVAGE NOXTOWN
CHAPTER NINE: PART THIRTY-FIVE: THE MAYOR OF HELL

The final person who spoke that day in Bughouse Square was a tall but nervous-looking fellow wearing a shabby suit, with thinning blonde hair and a face like a fireplug half-covered by a thick blond mustache. He clambered up to the platform and began his speech without so much as an introductory comment. I later gathered that his name was something like Andrew King or Ling or Tang or Lang, but I heard later still that the handle he went by was “Bughouse Moe.” 

“I speak here today to warn all the true Americans against the mongrel races which threaten to overwhelm the original inhabitants like a foul sewer tide which contaminates all it touches. 

“I do not speak here of the colored man, for the colored man is so far beneath the notice of the original inhabitants that he needs not even be accounted for. The humbler members of these sons of Ham should be always treated with all the kindness we can muster, for, when aroused, when they feel in the dimness of their comprehension that they have been wronged, the thin patina of civilization drops from them like the shucking of a garment and they become hate-maddened savages whose blood-lust can only be sated by putting them down like dogs. 
“No, I speak not of the colored man, for, in his proper place he is amusing and subservient, and as long as he remains amenable to the wishes of the superior race, he remains a regrettable but all the same welcome presence in our homes and hearths. It is only when he seeks to rise too high and to abrogate the privileges of the white man that he, in turn, abrogates our tolerance. It is only when he seeks to be like the white man and acts like the white man, in his pathetic and comical way, that he becomes, not the beloved “Darkie” of yore, but a pestiferous presence. I would like you to know that all the good colored people I have spoken to on this point agree with me wholeheartedly.

“No, it is not the colored man who is the continuing menace to our fair community; it is not the man of Nordic or even Alpine inheritance who troubles us, for they have proven again and again to be the stuff of which good, wholesome Americans are made, and we welcome their presence on our shores. 
“No, my friends, it is the members of the corrupt and diabolical Mediterranean races whose presence I decry. Mobs of querulous parasites hell-bent on draining our society dry. With their dandelion wine and their onions and their furious gesticulation and their broken English and their tomato gravy poured on everything and the slurping noises they make while eating their noodles and their vile flat breads–and how they reek of sweat and greasy olives! They are, if possible, in many ways a travesty–even less desirable than the Negroids and Mongoloids they are, after all, but one step above, and with whom they have been furiously amalgamating since the days of Genghis Khan! Oh, I know my history, I do. The Mediterranean races have forfeited the right to any respect we might be tempted to show them–ever since the day they permitted the rabble and barbarians to breach the walls of their sacred city! 
“It is all a question of what I call worthwhile race types. If we were to gently eliminate those who are of swarthy hue, who can’t speak our language, who do not understand our customs, who never in a hundred years could be brought to an accomodation with respectable ways and means of getting ahead in this great land of ours–why, then we would be living in a veritable paradise. No more smelly, garlic-eating moochers to come mucking about our playgrounds and schools to infest our babies with wild ideas such as the Equality of Man. Would it not be a wondrous thing? A way by which we could funnel these undesirable races back onto the stinking holds which brought them here and ship them back to where they came from? 
“Or, if that should prove impractical–though, truly, there is nothing beyond us as a nation if we put our shoulders to it–then would it not be best to restrict them to the foul-smelling warrens and ghettos which so closely replicate their original homes? Most of all, we must keep them separate from us–mongrelization of the races caused the fall of the Roman Empire and it will cause the fall of our Great American Empire, if we are foolish and softhearted enough to permit it. Everyone knows those people breed like mindless rabbits, so why should we not sterilize them for the good of the Commonweal? 
“And why stop there? Why don’t we purge the land altogether of moochers and misfits; the weak and imbecile; the stupid and destructive enemy forces that drag down our civilization with their grasping muddy hands constantly looking out for undeserved charity from the hard-working citizens whose sweat has grown and nourished the body politic? 
“Because let me tell you something: I’ve been up and down this great land, and have gone to the Elk’s clubs, the old-time saloons, the country store, the churches, the town meeting halls; all the places where free  white men of Nordic and Alpine birth have congregated for hundreds of years, and I find in these welcome havens not one weak woman of squalling child or member of the nearly subhuman darker races and I say to myself as I wallow in those blessed precincts, “This is the way it OUGHT to be.” 
I warn you: If we do not mend our ways and keep America for Americans, I foresee a future in which the dark races will drag the enlightened white man down to their level, and all will be dyspepsia and chaos in the body politic–all disorder, and early rather than later sorrow. In order for perfect happiness to reign, the inferior races must ALWAYS be subordinated to the superior ones. It’s the law of nature, and it ought to be the law of the land. The elimination of idiots and defectives from our fair land is imperative. Put them in prison if you must; do away with them altogether if you know what’s good for you. If this is not done, then, mark my words, within seven generations this country will be overrun my morons and defectives. People with the reasoning ability of children. people who have no more sense of right and wrong than a crow strutting and preening in the gutter. It’s not a matter of IF, my friends; it’s a matter of WHEN. Worthless race types must simply be plucked out from the soil to which they tenaciously cling like so many weeds, or will will be overrun with noxious plants instead of useful nourishing crops. 
“I will strive day and night to see that this end is accomplished. So help me God. God Bless You. And God Bless America.” 
There was some mild booing among the denizens of Bughouse Square but, I noticed somewhat to my surprise, much more in the way of tentative clapping and even cheering. The cop on the beat had his arms folded complacently and was looking at the speaker in the attitude of one who has just seen the sun peek out from behind a crowd. The speaker then descended the platform to make way for the next person. 
But no one else stepped up to speak that day.

1*SALUTATION

DAVE VAN RONK
2*REFERENCE

MOST INFECTIOUS DISEASES
http://www.vox.com/xpress/2014/10/17/6993851/diseases-deadly-infectious-reproduction-information-beautiful

3*HUMOR
4*NOVELTY
5*AVATAR OF THE ZEITGEIST
Douchebag: The White Racial Slur We’ve All Been Waiting For
https://medium.com/human-parts/douchebag-the-white-racial-slur-weve-all-been-waiting-for-a2323002f85d

6* DAILY UTILITY

7*CARTOON

8*PRESCRIPTION
Vote all you want. The secret government won’t change.
http://www.bostonglobe.com/ideas/2014/10/18/vote-all-you-want-the-secret-government-won-change/jVSkXrENQlu8vNcBfMn9sL/story.html

9*RUMOR PATROL

10* LAGNIAPPE

BORIS KARLOFF MAD ABOUT MEXICAN FOOD
https://twitter.com/MJMcKean/status/511872888924696576

11* DEVIATIONS FROM THE PREPARED TEXT: A REVIEW OF OTHER MEDIA

LIBRARIES ARE OBSOLETE
http://quartz.syr.edu/blog/?p=1567
CONTROVERSIES IN POPULAR CULTURE.
767.INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITIES
I just sent my life’s savings to a nice gentleman with a +44 70 number who said he could double my “investment” in 24 hours. However, it’s been three weeks. Help?
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