Daily Diatribe

Joe Norland from Israpundit has organised a Blogburst for today, the 27th of January, to commemorate the sixtieth anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz by the advancing Red Army, and this site has been invited to take part- an honour indeed, and as we are closest to the international dateline we will be one of the first to publish.

Remembering the Wannsee Conference and the Liberation of Auschwitz

This article is posted by participants of the January 27, 2005, BlogBurst (see list at end of article), to remember the liberation of the Auschwitz death camp, sixty years ago, on January 27, 1945.

On January 20th, we marked the anniversary of the 1942 Wannsee Conference. In the course of that Conference, the Nazi hierarchy formalized the plan to annihilate the Jewish people. Understanding the horrors of Auschwitz requires that one be aware of the premeditated mass-murder that was presented at Wannsee.

Highlighting these events now has become particularly important, even as the press reports that ‘45% of Britons have never heard of Auschwitz’ (Jerusalem Post, December 2, 2004), (Link here).

The Holocaust, symbolized by Auschwitz, the worst of the death camps, occurred in the wake of consistent, systematic, unrelenting anti-Jewish propaganda campaign. As a result, the elimination of the Jews from German society was accepted as axiomatic, leaving open only two questions: when and how.

If remembering Auschwitz should teach us anything, it is that we must all support Israel and the Jewish people against the vilification and the complicity we are witnessing, knowing where it inevitably leads.

The main thing is to make sure this sort of shit never happens again.

UPDATE The full text of Joe’s essay is now up- go and read the whole thing.

Below is listed all participating blogs and websites:-

The New South Wales Waratahs have announced a new sponsor, who is going to be deeply involved with their physical training:-

The announcement is expected to cause crowd figures at home games to rise markedly, with a large influx from the Oxford Street area anticipated.

Players are said to be wrapt with their new playing strip.

Assorted pea-brains from a wide selection of sources have decided to adopt Bush-basher bangles to indicate to both home-bound reactionaries and European wankers that they didn’t vote for Bush, in an inane carry-on from the mass-apology performance from like-minded oxygen-thieves.

Thanks to the alert work of JF Beck, their choice of protest may lead to some unintended (but poetically justified) reaction from passers by, especially if they happen to be a former President.

Maybe Mamdouh Habib isn’t the fundamentalist zealot and dangerous devotee he has been portrayed as- after all, his loving bride has promised a slap-up spread of crab and prawns (the supporting parent benefit must be rather generous these days) upon the return of her incarcerated invalid:-

THE first thing Maha Habib has in store for her husband is an introduction to a four-year-old daughter he has never seen.

His favourite feast of crab and prawns won’t be far behind. And then there’ll be four years of photos, stories, memories and lost time.

This, despite the fact that shellfish, in fact any aquatic grub without scales and fins, are clearly haram, the consumption of which would surely lead to a fearless mujahadeen and adherent of the Prophet to slowly roast in the pits of hell.

Or maybe he really was just a bullshit artist.

Elsewhere Jeremy Rabkin put the case that Habib is due no apology or compensation for good reason- he’s indeed fortunate to have been released at all. The facts, of course, will never be allowed to get in the way of a good old fashioned lefty bleat.

UPDATE Iowahawk has an informative guide for true believers to avoid haraam highjinks, and be as halal as buggery; maybe Mamdouh should pop over if he want to avoid his crustacean-fueled descent into Hell.

I’m all for Marx on stage, especially Groucho when he’s chasing that big fat shiela around; in this case, I wish the subject was more like Harpo and would shut the fuck up.

If you want to have every prejudice and stereotype about the yartz in Australia confirmed, read this interview with self-proclaimed communist playwright and confirmed Whitlam-era throwback Stephen Sewell (or is it really Sewer?) in today’s Australian, containing such gems as this:-

ONE of his works will in all likelihood be shortly staged there, but Sydney playwright Stephen Sewell is of the firm opinion that most theatre in New York is rubbish. “It’s terrible,” he says. “It’s totally uninspiring.”
His conclusion stems not from offended aesthetic sensitivities, nor from any ingrained cultural xenophobia. As befits a man steeped in Marxist thought, it is the result of hard-edged economic analysis. New York theatre is crap because market forces have made it crap.

There’s a surprise; a pinko arts practitioner who believes that anything people will part with their own money to see is shit- it has to be funded through the excision of funds from unwilling people who would rather stick pins in their eyes than actually sit through said production to really reflect the angst and suffering of the artist and the performers.

His evident success and the dozens of awards he has won over the years, however, are no indication of his state of mind. Stephen Sewell, once the angry young man, is now the angry middle-aged man. He is angry about the massively propagandised state of the media, angry about the rightwards drift of Western politics, and angry about the erosion of the main thing which allowed him and other members of his generation to develop into skilled, professional artists: unemployment benefits.

“This was a wonderful time when it wasn’t so hard to get the dole,” he says of his early years. “I would say that the eruption of the arts that happened in the ’70s can be explained to a large extent by the fact that a lot of creative people were being supported. Not on a grand scale, but they were being supported well enough to afford a few beers and hang around doing the things that they liked doing. That was before the welfare state became a dirty word.”

So even though this grant-hoover has three turgid, pretentious, whiny and dull works of propaganda on the go at public-funded theatres, his fellow talent vacuums should be supported by people who earn a living so they can persue their muse; I’d prefer they themselves were persued, mainly by hungry carnivores.

At least the Romans knew how to put on popular performances.

Big things are a-foot; stay tuned.

How is a libertarian RWDB supposed to react to this?

THE Federal Government has accused One Nation of an obscene act of anti-Semitism and referred it to the human rights watchdog.
One Nation’s official newspaper, The Nation, blames an international Jewish conspiracy for forcing the Government to adopt tougher internet censorship laws.
“There is irony in the fact that the pornography industry is owned and run almost entirely by Jews,” the article says.

So, according to the fruitbags of One Nation, the International Jewish Conspiracy is using their clout to cut down their evil control of the ‘net porn trade, in order to increase their influence on Goverment- those crafty bloody Kikes.

Yet the idea of ‘net porn or any other part of the internet being subjected to (expensive and ineffective) regulation is an anathema to anyone with a sense of liberty and free media; what is One Nation on about? Are the Jews trying to use dodgy Federal legislation to force pervies to only go to Jewish sites? Is there a market for porn involving loud girls with too much jewellery, complaining about the service?

Or could the Protocols of Zion be true- all porno is the result of corrupt Rabbis luring blond, lithe girlies to a life of sin; if that’s the case, how does a drunken anglo-saxon gentile sign up- I’ve been missing out on all the fun of exploding public transport, Russian roulette outdoor dining and air travel made more exciting by interesting diversions.

‘Bout time One Nation was given a bit of a jab of Lethobarb.

A rumour has swept the West Bank and Gaza that a mural of former Palestinian President and current worm-feeder Yasser Arafat is dispensing solid gold boogers, which if ingested renders the Holy warrior invisible to infidels, and impervious to ammunition.

Whether or not the rumour is true, time and IDF ordnance reserves will tell; strangely enough Mossad seems to be giving the claim credence.

More than eigthy allegedly intellegent whales and dolphins are polluting a beach on Bass Strait’s King Island with their rotting carcasses- very thoughtful of them in the middle of summer. (And serves the pitiless krill-killers right).

The cause of beachings has eluded scientists for years- but perhaps the obvious has not been considered; I know when I’m three-quarters in the bag my navigation skills go out the window, perhaps these maggotty mammals were on a planktonic pub crawl, suitably bladdered and wound up tits up on the beach- not the first time such a thing has occured in seaside areas with late licences.

In other nature coming off second best news, natives with a fine sense of irony captured a lion that had been scoffing their livestock and barbecued the bugger, inviting all their friends and rellos around to share the fine feline fare.

Sounds like the Lion King meets Burger King.

Auditions have begun for next year’s Australian Idol, and of course P&CDD is up on all the gossip.

An early favourite has already been discovered:-

Talent scouts have yet to hear her voice, but report a full fish eye lens was required to frame her up for this shot- perfect for the show’s requirements, as it removes the need for more than one camera and there won’t be room for a band on stage with the contestant so they can use recorded backing- savings on two counts.

The problem of bad losers can be avoided with this contestant as well- any who are so crass as to throw slings and slurs at someone so big boned can be eaten.