Genuine question, not a jew lover or hater just totally ignorant to the issue.
I was watching a YouTube video listing the top 10 people who had dark sides / beliefs.
It was showing Ghandi saying that Hitler wasn't as bad as made out to be and that Jews were better off killing themselves.
Like what is the cause of so much hatred to one race, I'm not racist but I can't help but think that when this re-occurring theme keeps popping up, the hatred must stem from somewhere?
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Fahrvergnaked ago
I don't necessarily HATE Jews, although I dislike their behavior and current control in U.S. and world politics.
First of all, I don't think that all Jews are evil scheming schlomo's, However, as a rule, they have an incredibly strong tribal mindset and a belief (Orthodoxically) that they are the masters of the earth and that all non-Jews are subhuman "cattle"and do not deserve rights.
Sound familiar? It's what (((They))) say about the Hitler/Nazis.
In the end. I think Kevin MacDonald is right; I think their evolution as a tribal people has allowed them to be in a position to practice a uniquely strong favoritism amongst themselves in western (individualistic) societies, and it has resulted in an inordinate amount of control, both intentional and unintentional. Regardless of intent, I don't think this control is beneficial or in line with our culture or people, or indeed, ANY non-jewish culture or people. I believe there is a reason they have been evicted time and time again from every land they have inhabited.
I have my personal beliefs as far as the actual nature of their designs, and the extent to which they have been wrought, and to their final intent. As it stands, I'd like to see their influence greatly diminished or eliminated. They have no business orchestrating, manipulating, and dictating the lives of our people.
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 wonted 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.