4 May 2019
A visitor told me you were in the U.S.. Very good! She said communist Canada took a bunch of your books. Wow, they are scared Monika, the Jews. So close to ruling the world, and darn, the Goyim are waking up. Scheiße, how did that happen?
Monika, people are speaking a new language now. They talk quite openly about … the disease. That came about rather quickly. And it ain’t gonna stop there.
JFH Reuben sent me a fantastic letter. I replied. He’s great. Him and Gerard Menuhin. We ought to sit together on a panel, and take questions. Let them shoot us if our answers don’t satisfy them. The world really is separating into Wakies and Zombies. We all had equal opportunity to ask a few basic questions and use our God given brain. Some chose to play. Have fun. Didn’t want to risk losing friends. I have not lost a single friend, got rid of pesky Zombies, and got a bunch of new real friends.
[…referring to communist Jasper…] Rainbow sidewalks so the gender confused feel happy. Safe spaces for their hurty feelings. Justin Trudeau, (the faggot with the nice hair who the Jews have as their administrator running Canada, making it darker and gender fluid.) would feel very good in Jasper. I hear that the Jews are setting up a homo to be next president of the U.S.. Then Trudeau and him can commence with very private get-to-know each other sessions when deciding how to run the country. Berlin had one of those for Mayor. His name was Wowereit. Everyone called him Po Bereit [translation: “ass ready”].
On a more serious note: I really notice how those people who missed the train, are really drifting into an unenviable situation. My last letter to you I included the lovely letter from South Africa, signed King Arthur. I notice how I openly laugh at people who stammer something about “Oh, you weren’t there, the hollow cost was real.” Time is over for lengthy “debates”. It had to come to this. Here in my Trakt [section or unit] where I am now, there are a few scum simpleminded criminals who are still zombies, and everyone with a brain is totally with me. The holo believers consist of real losers. F.Y.I. I am in with the Leonhard project, but not a participant. So my cell door is open more than the regular Trakts, and pretty much all white. Other Trakts are like a prison in Africa with German staff.
Back to the last of the zombies. When someone does come to me with “I know it was real bla bla bla…” I ask them how old they are. I ask them if they understand the Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs was created to entertain little children and that it is not true. Then I emphasize that it is now 2019 and you seem to be one of the very last people to still believe the silly evil Jewish fantasy extortion holojoke. Oh, they sulk and hate me, but they truly are the losers anyway, and we cannot waste time on them. They are lost. I actually feel like I am talking to a yappy little dog, and how do you talk to one of those? If they don’t stop yapping, and scratching them behind the ears doesn’t help, and a bone won’t stop the yapping, kick it to the curb. Hey, that is what the Kike Jews wrote once in the paper about you…
Kicked her to the curb.
Monika, would you speak normally with somebody who has placed a fresh dog poop on their head? No, it is not possible to take them seriously. That is how I feel, and so so many other people feel, about people who don’t get it. […then refers to an acquaintance who was having too much fun to care or to investigate, and also didn’t want to lose friends by talking about 9/11…]
It leaves me speechless, like when looking at the person who has a fresh dog poop on their head and pretend it doesn’t exist. I don’t want that person too close to me, in case the dog poop falls off and hits me.