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@Momther @Oven_Operators_LU_88 This conversation got me thinking about one of the best posters I ever knew in these parts of the internet. He went by ‘Il Ragno’ and was a longtime fixture at online venues like The Phora, The Beer Barrel, The Stumble Inn, and some other sites. @bigmattoidchimpin knew him too and will confirm the accolades I pay him. Il Ragno unfortunately passed away a few years ago, but he lives forever in the memory of those who interacted with him and through what remains of his online writings.

That tweet couldn’t help but make me remember one of his posts that really stuck with me, so I’m reproducing it here, and giving full credit to the man:

“For some reason, certain people around here are afflicted by a delusion that taking in psychotic drifters who have openly proselytized for our slow death by torture, and then granting them full member privileges, is A Good Idea in that........hmmm-......... now let me think a minute.............................

Well, I can't sort that one out, but I think it has something to do with how "we prove our worthiness of the Bill of Rights by holding open doors for people to throw lit sticks of dynamite in here".

Which, by the way, was one of the Juden's earliest and most curiously effective three-card monte scams upon white society: the way they'd write screenplay after news story after magazine article in which the outlaws - having robbed the poorbox, burned the orphanage, killed the men and not only raped but mounted the severed heads of the womenfolk on parking meters for easy access to necrophiliac fellatio - are trapped at last by the avenging forces of law and order, one of whom - ashen with rage and horror - loads his firearm, determined to save the state the cost of a long and ignoble trial, when his wiser and more serenely-rational mentor stops him with "No - not that way. That would make us no better than them.”

You know, like the sort of save-it-for-a-court-of-law restraint the kikes display every time Hamas coughs on the Sabbath.

The trouble is, Hymie never took that sort of okeydoke seriously himself - it was meant to make you weak and vulnerable with the sort of foolish integrity and idiot dignity you find standing upright in Mau-Mau cookpots, blubbering the Lord's Prayer as the water temperature hits 200°.

There's a moral here, and it's this: you should treat people who wish you dead, out loud and repeatedly, as though they're people who wish you dead. Astounding, innit? Must be the new math.” — Il Ragno, January 2014