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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

"I Might Like Juice" — The Fun New Party Game

{link » "I Might Be A Jew" — the fun new party game}
“I have a new game that is not only good fun, but which could perhaps help in some small way to begin turning the tide against overt anti-Jew and anti-West thuggery, by letting muzzies know that they are not always and everywhere amongst friends in this country.

Of course, the goal is to leave the
[anti-Juice] thinking that their enemy is everywhere.

We must make it clear to them that their community is small, and that, quite frankly, if they refuse to learn how to live in a society where everyone who gives respect gets it in return, then they can go f*ck themselves.

They must be made to understand that each time they open their mouths and spew some hatred, they may in fact be in the presence of people who will despise them for it, rather than patting them on the back.

In mobs they are brave. Alone they are cowards.”
This fun new party game, "I Might Be a Jew", is designed to make a spewer of anti-Semitic hatred lose confidence that (s)he is among like-minded colleagues. Once the anti-Semite has revealed his true colors, thinking (s)he is among "friends", the idea is to insinuate the possibility that you might actually be a Jew (without declaring it to be so). You might, for example, mention that your cousin Hymie is planning to visit you next week. Hymie is derived from the stereotypical Jewish name Hyman (originally Chaim) and the German name Herman.

The generalization to other rabid situations is obvious. For example, suppose you are at a small gathering of acquaintances, and a rabid Bush-hating liberal begins ranting how the SOB shredded the Constitution and murdered millions of innocent children with his bare hands. These leftist pricks allow themselves such bravado in situations where their comfort level is high, as if they were at, for example, the Academy Awards show where the Holyshitwoods are in full regalia. You wait until the prick has paused to take a breath, and you politely mention that you have recently returned from a trip to D.C., and that you saw the Constitution intact and on display at the National Archives. It's worth a try.

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