Michael Weller
"An Island for Whites", Book IX

Chapter 68

A tip

"They thought, damn it, that if they were Browns, then no one would know that they were Jews. No, people know everything! Yet they so much tried to disguise themselves, bitches, so much pretended. And who could know, they didn't look like Jews in general. The kikes are generally masters of pretense: everything is quiet with them, and neat. In general, everything seems like with everyone else. They, like everybody, called for a barbecue. And the children, like everybody, attended the school, though being a bit too clever and studying well, but who cares. They were for the BDS, they were against Israel: they pretended to be for the rights of the oppressed Palestinians, can you imagine? They wanted to hide, to avoid deportation. It won't work, bitches! The law must be observed, we are Americans. The people know everything. So I personally wrote the letter, in full form, and indicated all my data, and listed their belongings. So that, according to the law, the government give me my 25%; otherwise we know their tricks of divisions: the Social Security Service may plunder everything for itself, while for the informant – let him to suck his dick, let him be thankful for hundred bucks. At that they sing: this is all for the budget, for the poor, for the needs of the people ... but am I not the people?

I certified the letter and sent it, everything was fixed, and only then I called them: so and so. And I sit and wait.

Well, they rolled up in the middle of the night, as they usually do. Headlights in the windows, a horn, a warrant, a kick in the door. Their identities were certified, as it should be, and so they took them out: miserable, shaking, in snot, their puppies howl. Handcuffs to all four: that means husband-wife, and children. They hit everyone in the face one or two times – just for the sake of order, also kicked them into the ass – and pushed into the car. That means it's enough to deceive people. They have drunk enough of our blood. They got too fat here on our hump. That's all. They departed to the places of settlement, according to the law.

So they sealed the house, stretching that yellow-black tape around; then I look – and sure enough: they climbed in there themselves and began to take things out: some of clothes, computers, some boxes.

However, I have already compiled a list of the main things. I also mentioned jewelry there. And I immediately pointed out that I did not apply for monetary compensation: you would get nothing but a dick from them as they would estimate everything as garbage, and you will not prove it. So I got his brand new Lexus, a leather sofa with two armchairs, and some clothes for our family. All in all, we got a bit of assets.

After all, doesn't that belong to us anyway? Aren't the Jews parasites who, by cunning and deceit, pulled everything out of us and appropriated it? I fulfilled my civic duty, contributed to the observance of the law – and therefore I got what was mine by law. And everybody should.