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- Allo Boss?
- Yes, Lil, that's what?
- Say boss, I just had a great idea for my next article. I'm sure it will please you, it's about the colonization of France by the hordes of Muslims, these tanned (which I call with biting irony CPF - Chance For France), the loss of identity, of unequal rights and duties between citizens, racism of these people toward native French, their congenital laziness that leads them to vegetate in their suburbs to traffic, prayers in the street preaching in Arabic and ...
- Whoa, whoa, stop. I understood this, but ...
- Yes, I know, you are afraid of the press reaction bobo right-thinking orders and censorship of socialist-marxisantes elites that keep the masses in ignorance and ...
- It's not that, but ...
- OK I see. You are afraid to face pressure from the nomenklatura, to have trouble selling my paper and ...
- Stoooop! Hear me two seconds, P'tit. There is a problem. All this is not new and has already been written a thousand times. Here, for example, pushing a little, in "Bagatelles pour un massacre" if you replace Jews by Muslims ...
- Exactly Boss, that's the trick. As this kind of book is very visible, no one will notice. In fact, it now reads these ideas everywhere, sweetened, hidden under allegedly supported theses under some clothes and darned together, we come to believe that they are very original, courageous and daring, to cons current, visionaries, that only "true patriots" dare give such truths, they are hunted down ... When in fact those ideas are not only very common, but in addition, they do sell.
- What? You sure about that, P'tit?
- Yes, Boss, Celine's book was a success at the time.
- Really? ! Five, my boy, this time you got me convinced!
- Thanks Boss. Look, I send you my work material. That's great, all that we find on the net, but the people are so lazy ... I wonder if the fact that it is banned from publication is not to some "paradoxical only guarantee of truth and objectivity in these times. "
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Excerpts from Bagatelles ...
- "Aryans, especially the French, no longer exist, not live, breathe more than under the sign of envy, mutual and total hatred ... Janus hotlines and bistros, beautifully prepared by Jewish police, the committees of the great Jewish power ... No more racial sense for assistance. "
- "They triumphed in full gangrene ... always ready to faisander, force towards greater rot"
- ... "The was reached by propaganda and advertising to make him renounce now their own pace."
- "It is against Jewish racism that I rebel, I'm bad ... They yell racist although they never stop Aux abominable pogroms to secular persecutions It is their gigantic alibi ... you!!!!! not withdraw myself from the trunk they had the look awfully persecution ... those who have a little hanged, they had to have reasons ... we had to warn those youtres "
- "We were with them, liberals, until a band of shorts ... vociféroces rats ... Once well climbed on our bones, once softened our good caeurs ... then they turn into despots."
-. "Premeditated ploy They know what they are doing brain-scrambling, starve, annihilate, crush the chosen people ... then peddle latrines when we have us all pumped ..."
- ". Western primate, stubborn, drunk, and jobard cuckold It is born a slave for Jews, all cooked ... Being conqueror or conquered, only dilemma, ultimate truth."
- "All the same, just look, a little less, such a beautiful mouth Yid very typical (...) those eyes are watching, always false to in pale ... it stuck smile ... these chops that fall: the hyena ... And then all of a sudden that look that indulges, heavy, leaden, asshole ... the blood of negro passing ... The naso-labial commissures always worried ... flexuous, ravines, dating back, defensive, dug hatred and disgust ... for you! ... (...) Their noses, their "toucan" rogue, a traitor, a traitor (...) of all the betrayals that points, lowers, bearing down on the mouth, if their ugly slot, this rotten banana, their growing, the filthy Yid grin, rabble, so viscous. "
