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First email into my questioning Holocaust for Jews not Polish

In Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 at 11:44 pm
White Polish Christian, Jews, Holocaust.

Going thru my first historical emails that led to my autobiography, I found this simple one of my shock that Polish Christians suffered way more losses than Jews but it was covered up. For 2 years I never talked of Jews, except for Jew doctor rape and that was just a mention.

It was in March 2004, that I began to see the light about Germany, Hitler, Nazis, Swastika (Fertility sign for White babies). But it wouldn’t be 2 years later until I would face the frightening topic of Hitler again.

Here’s what I wrote the media in Chicago. It was right before I left there to move to Las Vegas. All these ideas were swirling around me like a blender making a smoothie and it was almost impossible to grasp at one of these ideas for a long time. Once I wrote this, it flew from my mind, as if a bird flew on my shoulder, told me to write it, and then wait 2 years before I could go further and go through steps to process it logically.

Autobiographical email:

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More Poles Killed in Holocaust
March 2004
What is this that my niece and real estate agent, mother of 5 white children without welfare and a husband, with a mother in law, rolling in dough from her dead husband who had a pharmaceutical company, Kimmie, tells me that her Sociology Teacher in college told her that more POLISH people died in the Holocaust than Jews. Is that true? That you really want the Polish people extinct? And the Jews were just a cover up? So not only do people want me off the face of the earth a feminine woman, but a Polish feminine woman. AWwwwww, no, no, this can’t be true, this can’t be true. Were more Polish people sent to the ovens, than Jews and no one knows or cares. I can’t type, I have a lot more ideas but my body hurts when I work so hard and try to type these ideas. My body hurts. Did you ever work so hard that your body hurts and screams. I know my mother and father’s did. Mine does. I have to stop typing just to let my body heal for a while. You give the planet so much, and they want you extinct. Why did Hitler do that? We are white. At least I thought I was white. Since I run like a chicken without a head all day, and they say I’m 4 minutes late and they are upset, I’m changing my life, not typing at work, or not typing before I go to work, so that I can change and improve. I don’t want to go places late. Selena the Mexican Girl was late everywhere even to the Grammy’s, but she is privileged she is Mexican. Black people can come in late. I was even talking to a Black girl and she talked about work and said “No one would talk negative to her” and she start naming agencies that would back her up if “anyone” said one wrong word to her. )N.A.A.C.P., etc. Plus laws on the books that the black people changed that the attorneys can use as precedence. Everyone uses these laws and our systems, because they are squeaky and they rule. And because I’m spiritual and confident and loving, it is equated as “stupid”. So, more Polish people were executed in the Holocost and no one talks about it? Lovingly, Barbie Doll. Again, please don’t hate me cause I’m Polish, and don’t let them mentally execute me or drive me crazy as they did my forefathers and mothers. I only want to love, love and love.

More Torture of White men under Communism

In Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 at 11:42 pm

More Torture of White Males: Not only these posts there’s so much more but it is “silenced” and all we hear is “Jewish Holocaust” like hypnotized robots. We can never save our White species under hypnotic control. How about Jew Commie Katyn Massacre: 20,000 bullet to the brain of the most intelligent, spiritual White men. Can you imagine Jews ruling Poland for 900 years and to leave them like this before they emigrated to Israel and America. Do you see or glimpse what is actually going on and will go on the last 100 years of our species? And we feel sorry for “blacks,” when it is your own white descendants that will end up facing this? Jews are gone from Poland and it will be 1000 times worse for Poland was all White, they tried to resist, they had no other races or religions there that were against them.

How come “all hushed up?” Ask if the “phony” blacks suffered like this under White men as White Poles did under Jewish Communism. It made Nazis look like “Saints” compared to what the Communists did. And now our government is in black Communist hands like the Black Panthers wearing business suits and Whites nodding their heads to everything Obama does?

During the investigation proceedings launched against me on the grounds of my alleged collaboration with Germans (I was faulted with left-wing uncovering activities) – in the period from 30 Nov 1948 to 22 Sep 1952 – the following officers and non-commissioned officers of the former Department of Investigation [of Polish Secret Police from the Ministry of Internal Security – abr. MBP]: Lt Col Dusza Jozef, Maj Kaskiewicz Jerzy[1], Capts Chimczak Eugeniusz and Adamuszek Adam, Sc Lt Szymanski Tadeusz, Staff Sgt Mazurkiewicz and Sgt Stanislaw Wardynski ([vel] Wardenski or Wardeski) employed the following 49 types of torture and battery against me:

Beating of the whole body (“any possible spot”) with:
    
1.bare hands (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
2.a rubber truncheon (Dusza, Kaskiewicz),
    
3.a brass rod (Dusza),
    
4.a bar [Dusza and Sgt Stanislaw Wardynski (Wardenski or Wardeski)],
    
5.a wooden rule with metal fittings (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
6.a stick (Dusza)
    
7.a whip (Kaskiewicz)
    
8.a blotter and inkwell base (Chimczak, Adamuszek);
Beating of particularly sensitive areas of the body:
    
1.bridge of the nose with a rubber truncheon (Dusza),
    
2.protruding shoulder blades with a rubber truncheon (Dusza),
    
3.gland area of the chin – which resemble mumps when swollen – with a rubber truncheon (Dusza) and rule (Dusza, Kaskiewicz),
    
4.shoulder joints with a rubber truncheon,
    
5.the outside of my bare feet and in the toe area with a viscous-rubber covered bar (Kaskiewicz),
    
6.finger tips with a blotter and inkwell base (Chimczak and Adamuszek),
    
7.bare toe tips with a rubber truncheon (Dusza),
    
8.bare heels (series of 10 blows – with a rubber truncheon – to a heel, several times a day) – (Dusza),
Pulling hair:
    
1.off the top of my skull (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
2.off my temples, above the ear and neck area – so called goose plucking (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
3.off my beard and moustache (Dusza, Chimczak),
    
4.off my chest (Chimczak),
    
5.off my crotch and scrotum (Chimczak);
Burning:
    
1.of the eye and lip area with a glowing cigarette (Chimczak),
    
2.of each hand’s fingers with a burning torch (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
3.Crushing each hand’s fingers placed between two pencils (Dusza, Kaskiewicz),
    
4.Crushing each foot’s toes (jumping on my feet) – (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
5.Kicking legs and torso (Dusza, Kaskiewicz and Sgt Stanislaw Wardynski),
    
6.Kicking shin area in particular (Dusza, Kaskiewicz, Chimczak),
    
7.Stabbing with pins and nibs, etc. (Dusza, Chimczak),
    
8.Face and ears pinching with a hand and key (Chimczak),
    
9.Forcing me to sit on the edge of the stool (Dusza, Chimczak),
    
10.Forcing me to sit on a bolt hurting my rectum (Dusza),
    
11.Cuffing my hands with American automatic handcuffs (pol. amerykanka) which was followed by tearing them off my wrists (Dusza with a platoon Sgt Tadeusz Szymanski),
    
12.Physical exercises – forcing me to do knee bends until I swooned (Dusza),
    
13.Forcing me to run up and down the stairs for about 20-30 minutes – with the ward supervising at Lt Col Dusza’s command),
    
14.Solitary confinement for indefinite time (also naked) – (Dusza),
    
15.Sleep deprivation for the period of 7-9 days through waking me (I was standing in a freezing cell) with continuous slaps on my face performed by the guarding officer of the former MBP. The method called Beach or Zakopane pushed me into semi-dementia and resulted in mental health problems – visual and auditory hallucinations – their symptoms resembled the body’s condition after taking mescaline or peyote (Dusza with wards),
    
16.Standing to attention in a prison cell for indefinite time (Dusza with inspecting officers and wards of Mokotow Unit 11 and later (after 11th Nov 1950) Mokotow Block A,
    
17.Standing to attention in a prison cell and interrogation room with my hands raised above my head for indefinite time (Dusza with inspecting officers and wards of Mokotow Units 10 and 11),
    
18.I was not allowed to receive parcels from my family (every week my sister would send parcels with food, although – according to the regulations at that time – I was allowed to collect merely 10 – 15 out of 70 parcels. The remaining number on Dusza’s orders was not returned to my sister.),
    
19.Reduction in food rations (during the peak period of my investigation I would be given only 0,5 of coffee, about 350 grams of bread and a litre of thin soup daily). Furthermore, there were times when I would not be allowed to have anything to drink – the torture of thirst on Dusza’s orders,
    
20.Security checks in my cell, at nights when – after waking – I was forced to stand to attention, unclothed and in a freezing draught for up to an hour (the torture was supervised on Dusza’s orders by an inspecting officer – called Hiszpan or Gruby – of Unit 10 and wards.),
    
21.Removing windows from my cell (October 1949) for 24 hours while I was sleeping under 1 blanket, partly touching the concrete floor (1 pallet shared between 3 prisoners). The torture was supervised by an inspecting officer of Unit 11 with Mazurkiewicz, a ward, all that at Dusza’s orders,
    
22.Pouring buckets of water in to the cell regularly. The torture was supervised by an inspecting officer of Unit 11 and the wards – Mazurkiewicz and Stanislaw Wardeski. All of that on Dusza’s orders,
    
23.Medical help deprivation, although I was ill (urinating blood for 1,5 month). I was suffering at Dusza’s orders until dr Kaminska’s medical attention (very caring attitude) to all prisoners from Block A,
    
24.I was not allowed to have open air [outside] walks and [was] prohibited from leaving the building for the period of 6 years and 3 months on Dusza’s orders until 22nd September 1952 when I had my first walk in cell 22 of Mokotow Block A. In addition, I could not have showers for the period of 2 years and 10 months,
    
25.Moral abuse. Vulgar and elaborate verbal insult aimed at me and my family members. The abusers included Lt Col Dusza, Maj Kaskiewicz, Capt Chimczak and inspecting officers of Mokotow Unit 11 (Mazurkiewicz, Wardynski and others). While in Unit 11 I was continually bullied by the inspecting officers and wards on Dusza’s orders,
    
26.I was deprived of any contact with the family (not a single letter or a piece of news from my mother, wife and sister for the period of 4 years) or the outside world (no newspapers etc.) or books (from 30th Nov 1949 to 6th Nov 1952 I did not read a single printed word). All of those on Dusza’s orders,
    
27.I was subject to moral tortures of the following types:
    
    
a) an official (yet false) statement – read to me by Col Rozanski in the presence of Capt Dusza – that my wife, Zofia Moczarska, whom I love dearly, died of tuberculosis
    
    
b) an insinuating statement (additionally embellished with crude remarks and insults) of Capt Chimczak concerning an alleged unethical conduct of my wife,
    
28.I was subject to moral tortures supervised by:
    
    
a) Maj Kaskiewicz who, similarly to other investigating officers, called me a Nazi and wrote the word in bold on my forehead with an acrylic pencil. Furthermore, he would not allow me to wash it off and I was forced to wear it in my cell and during the interrogation,    
    
b) Lt Col Dusza who – in order to humiliate me – ordered to place me in one cell with Nazis (the executioner of the Warsaw Ghetto – SS Gen. J. Stroop among others

Lt. Col. Dusza Jozef, Maj. Kaskiewicz Jerzy, Capt. Chimczak Eugeniusz, Lt. Adamuszek Adam, an inspecting officer [Ludwik Wlodarczyk], whom prisoners called Hiszpan or Gruby (currently one of the three inspecting officers of Mokotow Block A and wearing lieutenant uniform or civilian clothes; in 1949 he used to have a badge of the participants in the Spanish Civil War pinned to his jacket lapel; he is about 5.8 ft, obese, 40-something-year-old), the following inspecting officers: Tadeusz Szymanski (recently a Sc Lt of Mokotow Unit 10), Mazurkiewicz (recently a Staff Sgt for general purposes in Mokotow), Wardynski (Wardenski or Wardeski) Stanislaw (recently a Staff Sgt in Mokotow Prison) and many others, whose names I do not know, employed all previously described tortures and abusive methods against me with the consent and in the presence of Cols [Jozef] Rozanski and [Anatol] Fejgin as well as the Deputy Minister – general [Roman] Romkowski. The latter declared – around 30th Nov 1948 and in the interrogation room situated on the first floor of Unit 10 as well as in the presence of Col Rozanski – that I will experience a “living hell” – and apparently he was right about it.

I would also like to stress that not all of the investigation and inspecting officers of Unit 10 and Block A and not all wards, although clearly instructed and ordered as to the methods of torture and abuse, would gladly and eagerly employ them against me.

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Torturing White Men

In Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 at 11:24 pm

Torturing White men: Here is excerpt how the (Jewish led) Communists of Russia tortured White Polish men who wanted to resist their enslavement in 1944 – 1963. Even Napoleon said torture was “worthless.” And Black Obama who is heralded simply because of his black skin and Jewish $$$, maintains torture chambers against Muslims. Yet black groan under Jewish baton that the Whites beat them. So did their African mothers for the black men wouldn’t work. Probably drunk from Jewish rum.

Here’s just a sample of how evil, cruel the Russian Communists (Jew started 1917) were towards Poles: And not a word is mentioned for we now have a Communist government. It’s going to be a horrible last 100 years of our White life.

“It has been established that the NKVD and RB [sic UB, Urzad Bezpieczenstwa, Polish secret police] torture their prisoners terribly at the Chopin Street [police headquarters] in Lublin, at the Strzelecka Street [facility] in Warsaw, and in Włochy. The most popular methods of extracting confessions include slowly ripping off fingernails, [and] applying “temple screws” [i.e., clamps that crush the victim’s skull], and putting on “American handcuffs.” The last named method causes the skin on one’s hands to burst and the blood to flow from underneath one’s fingernails. The torture is applied passionlessly in a premeditated manner. Those who faint are revived with a morphine shot. Before the torture session [ensue] some receive booster shots [Pol. zastrzyki wzmacniające]. The torturers strictly observe the opinion of the supervising interrogating officer whether it is acceptable to allow [those] interrogated to die [….] At the infamous Lublin Castle [prison], because of the injuries inflicted during interrogation, mortality among the political prisoners reaches 20 persons per week.”

Quoted in Marek Jan Chodakiewicz, “The Dialectics of Pain”.“O czym nie piszą szmatławce,” Polska i Świat, no. 3, vol. 7 (1 July 1945), Hoover Institution Archives, Polish Subject Collection [afterward HIA, PSC], Box 61, Folder Polska i Świat.

Again, 1917, Arm and Hammer’s father, Julius, started Communism Russia; murdered Czar Czarina 5 children brutally; robbed 500 years worth of treasures from bank, palace, museums, etc for “Jewish” world wide wealth. It’s how they got to buy up America from the White Protestant Male for pennies on a dollar. Jews swindled them with White $$$$….. More to come……. Image

Google Jews and Black Baseball Batter

In Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 at 9:37 pm

Black Batter: Jew Google has a picture on their website of Black Baseball player whose swinging a bat towards the viewer as Jews did in their movie “Inglorious Basteurds,” where the Jews who were bastards of Jew fathers and white victim German Mothers, these Jews took baseball bats and bashed off the heads of the White German soldiers in World War II. Jews find that “entertaining” and Whites do too which is the dangerous part. Jews wouldn’t do it if Whites weren’t brainwashed into spending that $$$ to give them, the Jewess, and Jewish children for “their” survival. So we have the Brown Mexican Movie “Machete” which was by Jews bashing and slaughtered the White people, now Django where Black killers are on prowl to kill White men and get paid for it.  Everytime a Jew commercial has a black man and white woman it is “killing” White man, species, and Christianity. It is only a temporary bandaid to cater to the blacks, Jews, browns to “get by” and survive. It is not the solution. White unity, even White Christian unity is the only answer. If it is too late for us, then I can accept that also.

If the black batter were in position with his bat away from viewer, it would be different. But let’s face it. Jews pulled off 9/11 and today most people in world still believe the 2 planes brought down 3 colossal skyscrapers. Even more so. We must be really burned out or crazy, drugged, broke, scared to death, or all of the above.

Jews can get away with anything and have. I will follow this post with one of the first mentions of “Jews” in my autobiographical emails to the media.

John the Baptizer Exploding on Jewish Snakes

In Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 at 5:44 am

Bible: Jews & snakes: Just reading Message Bible and the part in Matthew where Jesus’ cousin, John the Baptizer, is converting and saving people’s lives at the River Jordan.

I get a kick out of John’s emotions regarding Jews who came up from Jerusalem to check out what was going on.  (Just for reference, during Jesus’ life he never even went near Jerusalem, for that is where the bunch of Jews who ruled were dictating, banking, instilling fear in people, not love. It was only week before Jews murdered Jesus that Jesus went to Jerusalem. Lucky he stayed away for 3 years so we have much to study.)

The Message Bible reads “When John realized that a lot of (Jew) Pharisees and (Jew) Sadduccees were showing up for a baptismal experience because it was becoming the popular thing to do, HE (JOHN) EXPLODED! (Hooray for John the Baptizer! Hole in one! Goal in the Net!)…. He exploded: “Brood of snakes! What do you thin you’re doing slithering down here to the river? do you think a little water on your snakeskins is going to make any difference? it’s your life that must change, not your skin! (This not only could apply to Jews but to Whites who have White Skin who might have to undergo changes today, hopefully to survive.)

And don’t think you can pull rank by claiming Abraham as father. Being a descendant of Abraham is neither here nor there. Descendants of Abraham are a dime a dozen.What counts is your life. Is it green and blossoming? Because if it’s deadwood, it goes into the fire.   

“I’m baptizing you here in the river, turning your old life in for a kingdom life. (Just as Jews believe USA and before this Poland was “Kingdom of Heaven,” I think what we as Christians can experience on earth here is beyond any $$$ Kingdom Jews have enjoyed for 1000 years off Whites. We are limited by Jew’s example. We see how utterly ridiculous their Money Kingdom is now. Throwing words Trillions of dollars around like pennies. And yet proper money and wealth should be for all Whites.)

“… the real action comes next: The main character (Jesus) is this drama – compared to him I’m a mere stagehand — will ignite the kingdom life within you, a fire within you, the Holy Spirit within you changing you from the inside out. He’s going to clean house–make a clean sweep of your lives. He’ll place everything true in its proper place before God; everything false he’ll put out with the trash to be burned.”

In my own reflecting, I write truth in the human sense, and I hope that the false that seems to be our 24/7 existence gets put in the trash to be burned.

By the way, John the Baptizer was son of Elizabeth who had a miraculous baby. She mysteriously got pregnant when 90 years old. Her cousin, Blessed Virgin Mary, was 11 and pregnant with Jesus without having sex, but thru Spirit.

I spoke with a White man recently who told me Jews were “Chosen people” of God to be worshiped on earth and he was a wretched sinner needing God’s saving. He had problems with drugs. When we talked race he said “White Supremacist.” Why if I say “White” I’m a Supremacist, when I only think White species should survive. He knew Bible backward and forward. When I spoke of other races, he says we can’t get to heaven unless we are willing to “die” for the “truth” of Jews as Chosen people (Jewish Supremacists) and the other races are as good as we are.

Well if we are “all” equal, than, we are all equal to Jews. (wouldn’t want to be equal or anything like them.) But he couldn’t grasp that “He” was good, chosen, loved… only Jews and other races.   I’m dumbfounded. Why would churches insist the White man is evil and then wonder why they turn alcoholic or drug addict or tune out on Black football players and beer. Nothing more can be seen of them or by them. It’s really Communist Jew theory. Bring Whites down to level of third worlders and elevate themselves at the top, where everyone is equal, except them… brood of snakes!

Here’s pix of John the Baptizer:
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Pt. 6 on Helped to Change History and Breastfeeding comeback.

In Uncategorized on January 29, 2013 at 4:07 am
(Barbara Ann) Mother’s Milk saves lives. This 2006 article was published by corp watch (those who watch shoddy corporations around the world and it was on my birthday, August 21. : http://www.corpwatch.org/article.php?id=14033

Pt 5 Saving (White) babies from malnutrition

In Uncategorized on January 29, 2013 at 3:26 am

Pt 5: I refer to a website that helps to save starving babies. But no one knew it was not only “third” world women who had starving babies, but White babies loaded up on baby formula, sugar followed by 22 drugs, drugged vitamins, baby cereal, baby food in jars, and all combined still can’t equal mother’s milk the only perfect food for humans. But Whites should realize that if I send these for “White” babies and families, it doesn’t mean we have to use money, time and energy for “all” the races to change. White Race will be dead by then and I’m trying to perhaps help stop that but doubt if I can.

The Japanese did a wonderful study as I posted in 2003 showing and exposing fact that a baby died every 30 seconds from baby formula. If Whites have gotten to be #1 because of dastardly deeds like this with drugged up babies, it doesn’t surprise me if we decline. But oddly the other races have learned from Jews and we learned from them our masters, and it will probably continue unless we White change our priorities, actions, $$$, donations, time, and organizing or lack of it. Image

Pt 4 English Pram Baby Buggy

In Uncategorized on January 29, 2013 at 3:16 am

Pt. 4. Below is me taking son, baby, for a casual and relaxing walk thru Sauk Village, Illinois. It is so different today. Thanks to Jew Gloria Steinem and her female Jewish warrior gang, our White women all have to work to get the same or less than what we had in my day. Think of having the “luxury” of placing darling baby in the English Pram, “Silver Cross,” and doing nothing but leaving mind blank and strolling around the neighborhood. We both got fresh air, sunshine, smiled at neighbors and dogs. And now it is said our “women” have to change to save White race. I don’t think we can put anymore on her. Jewess, black, Muslim, brown women don’t have to change. They have built in survival techniques for their race/religion to survive.

Of all the Pictures, though, in google images…. there were no “all White ones” as I had in pix below.Image

Pt 3 Me and Baby in White Leather English Pram out of Fresh Air & Sunshine

In Uncategorized on January 29, 2013 at 3:06 am

Pt 3. Picture of me and son out for a stroll, fresh air, sunshine in a “White Pram” or White baby buggy. The buggy was divine. It had larger wheels, curved up handles, and was all White leather. My Grandpa Kopaczewski did that for me and Mama’s many babies when she worked, breastfed (12 babies; 3 died).  This was home at 22489 Yates, Sauk Village, IllinoisImage

Pt 2 August 2003, Email to Sophie the Orangutan, Breastfeeding

In Uncategorized on January 29, 2013 at 2:56 am

pt2 Sex, drunk, breastfeeding, cond. Email that I believe helped change history on bringing back breastfeeding. August 2003. I said I might have been drunk, but perhaps I quit by then. I sometimes drank 3 glasses of wine as I wrote. Yet in town of Greece, where they live to be 100, they drink that much. But with today’s competition where Jews don’t drink, nor Muslims, Christians may want to rethink and see if Jews or another force put “wine” in Bible writings to destroy our species while their babies, future, looks much brighter. Below are 82 photos of “Sophie the Orangutan” from the Brookfield Zoo which someone posted in Flicker. You can look at the animal with baby and follow along as I continue to pour my heart out to an animal for no one else cares.

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Con’d from last post.

……..I do know from the parades I’ve been in Chicago that women are still staying home for years without coming out because they are afraid to nurse. Paranoid, but for a God-given reason? Or a reason put down by doctors and the Nestle’s corporation, that also makes Nescafe, and Coffeemate and dreaded baby formula, sugar and drugs. Doesn’t seem like God made that rule. They say we are the superior intelligence, Sophie, I don’t know about that. We should make a grotto in the zoo for you to breastfeed your young one. This grotto would be for you Sophie, beautiful stones if rare and expensive quality, the most wonderful object or exhibit to look at in the zoo. There would be a flower garden around you as you nurse your baby. This garden would have the rarest, most expensive orchids. Not giving orchids to super-bitches for doing nothing. In this grotto for the breastfeeding orangutans, some humans would be able to touch you and hug you and thank you for giving up 6 years of your life. You could have been a doctor or lawyer with an MBA, but no Sophie, you wanted to nurse a baby. In this grotto, would be the best foods for your health, with plenty of water and liquids for you. There would be music, all kinds of music so that you could sing or dance with your child. We could even pipe in. Chicago stations play great music, that you can know all the words to. We could teach you to sing to your baby Sophie!

You’d like those DJ’s too, Sophie, they are the greatest in the world!

Perhaps, you and hubby can dance slow in the “grotto” and then make love and we can watch you like Elvis watched his band members having sex with his 2-way mirror.

It is cherry season and my favorite. My sister, Mary, has a cherry tree and we used to make cherry pies. I stopped at Bockwinkel’s to buy some real butter and bought a big bag of cherries for $1.19 Ib. When I eat the sweet, sweet cherry I nibble on the seed inside which looks like a clit. What I wish men would do is keep that cherry pit in their mouth after they swallow the rest and play with it with their teeth, but not bite down.

(From my sex books, study, and imagination for never really found a long steady partner. They’d “promise” but abandon me and none read the book or books I asked them too not even Jew I had sex with. Then when they go to “eat me out” they could put my clit between their teeth and not be afraid? I wonder if a man enjoys his blow job from a woman as much as she likes it. It is all good foreplay that leads to penetration. That is the jackpot winner!!!! I think we will think twice when we hear the from “It’s the pits!” We’ll make that singular it is the “pit”.

You would have a velvet throne, like I did when I nursed my baby Kings. I wonder if the world gives them a hard time because they were raised differently. I hope I didn’t raise them in such a way that they are shunned by others. There would be a hammock in that grotto in the zoo, where you could take a nap and read or rest so that you are relaxed when your husband comes home.

Sophie, what is your husband’s name anyway? No-name orangutan? This sounds like an American Sit-com. It would be entitled “Sophie’s World”. (Note as I write today, 1/28/13 how I’ve matured. I didn’t realize that Jews made White men jerks, stupid, crazy, ugly, short, lesser than themselves, blacks, yellows etc. I’m just writing from my feelings about TV and how Jews emasculated them but wrote this in “fun,” and not “tears,” as I see it today. Jew TV: the weapon that brought down White male, race, USA.)

When you would breastfeed your baby, it would be highlighted as the big event of the whole zoo. When they milk the goats, they advertise, “Come see us milk the goats at 11:00 and the cows at 3:00. Why don’t they advertise, our darling new Mother Sophie the Orangutan is in the Grotto nursing your young at 9:00, 11:00, 1 p.m., 3 p.m, 5, in other words every two hours, if done right. You animals could teach us.

They won’t even let me show cleavage, without locking me up in the toilet, like they did at the Elvis Fantasy Festival. Yes, that toilet is some kind of place. How would you like, Sophie, to be cornered by 4 women in a stinky toilet and block the entrance and won’t let you perform? I do know the baby goats have to drink out of a bottle there. When you milk a goat, the babies can’t feed. The babies can’t enjoy the mother’s nipple.

When I raised German Shepard’s my Queenie had 13 puppies. My children’s father, Mike, would take the runts, and push the older bigger puppies away from the nipple so they could naturally nurse not just out of a bottle. I was one of the runts from my families litter. It was hard for me to get food too, when the older, bigger ones grabbed it all up first. Queenie has 8 nipples, now Sophie don’t get jealous; I had to get over my jealousy too. Tittie envy! It can be devastating. Human females hate me, just cause I show cleavage, I never say bad things or think bad things about them, but they don’t like me. I guess there is a sin called “Thou Shalt Not Show Cleavage”. Sophie, there is a female gorilla at Rainforest Cafe. My titties look like hers only mine are Barbie Doll pink. The doctor was mean and threw me out of his office for nursing baby boy at 5 months and said that if I didn’t put him on solids and formula to get out of his office. I cried a lot. Cried right over my baby as my tears fell on him and splashed his little outfit and face. I ran out of office. Do you cry, Sophie? Do the other orangutans hurt you?

I want to come back on my next life as an orangutan. I want to f uc k like an animal. Do the other orangutans steal all your things? I did see you groom and pick the bugs out of your husband’s hair. It seems like you eat them too. Do you think Charlie Trotter might put those on his gourmet menu? At least, he can’t get fired for coming up with an idea, he is the owner. (adding on 1/28/13, Charlie Trotter from Chicago was #1 chef. He was fired 100+times by other restaurant managers, until he finally bought his own.)

4. I raised my babies always near me like you. I had a cloth Gerry Carrier and wore my babies at my breast like an Indian Papoose. I asked my husband to wear the children too and he was wonderful he listened to me. It was unusual for a man to be so domesticated and yet manly and strong. (I’ve written before how US Marine husband went along with my ideas and didn’t harass me even helped… at least until the 17 year old hussy stole him… I’m adding 1/28/13)

Sophie, I had a beautiful baby buggy that I would take my Royal Sons for rides on nice days. It would put one of these Rolls Royce’s to shame. It was called an English Pram. It was a very large white buggy with colored tires, and leather trim. It was like a convertible and had a leather blanket to break the wind. It had raised handles and I would just parade my sons down the block in the most elegant, and comfortable fashion that existed. My grandfather lived with us and would take me for walks in a buggy. Grandparents are far away from the grandchildren today. We had the little fold up stroller too, but that was just for shopping. I had a rocking chair. Perhaps, I could talk to the zoo and they could buy you a velvet swivel rocking chair like I had when I breastfed my babies. I used to wear a sign on my car that says “Have you Hugged Your Children Today?”

I was one of the first ones to get a GM car seat. Matter of fact, one time when a bumblebee bit my leg at a stoplight I accidentally rammed the car waiting in front lightly. They called the police, but the policeman didn’t give me a ticket cause he knew by my having my baby in that state of the art car seat, I was a good mother.

5. I kept my baby on mother’s milk**only** for 6 months, and then went right to home made baby food from my organic garden in addition to my white breast milk. My baby sat on my lap when he ate. I even think I chewed his food for him and put it in his mouth like the mama birds do. That was only at first. I used to pressure cook the organ meats and mash them up for baby food. They liked that. Children will eat anything and I tried to give them the most nutritious foods available. Only once in a while a sweet treat. I wonder if my children get a hard time like me. We don’t communicate that much, but at least I have those many years of the most satisfying relationship between a mother and child with my baby at my breast. All the feeling and affection and lactating.

It was an unusual feeling when my breasts would tingle sharply when I knew that the baby wanted to nurse. I could feel it now just thinking about it. What a primal feeling!

6. My Royal boys didn’t have teething rings, but had them chew on bones that I knew were good for their teeth. I bought an indoor, smokeless grill for $8.99 on the Internet. I can’t wait to cook nourishingly for the man/men if there is time, Sophie. Good steaks and vegetables, with homemade mayonnaise, tomato concasse. Hot sauce, for “hot” men. I’m really dreaming, I’m probably totally insane. Anyway, when you barbeque outside, people use charcoal. When it is done burning, nothing is left but “clinkers” with the ashes. Sophie, did your mother ever give you an enema, to get rid of your clinkers that the fuel didn’t burn up? My Mama did! She didn’t want “poisons” in her 12 babies.

7. My baby boys were always close to us, even slept with us till they were 3. I would ride my babies on my back with me on all fours just like I was a horse. Or lie on my back and put them on my raised feet and juggle them around like a juggler. Or put them on my knees and lift my leg up and down for a ride. My children didn’t have a lot of toys, like me, I just created fun for them. I know I didn’t have sex, but we lived and thrived. Our marriage lasted longer than all of our friends.

8. I guess I made my rearing of children challenging and welcomed challenging ways to nurture them, because of how I saw my parents raise me under such unusual circumstances. I never thought twice about anything that was good, right or fun for me, my husband and children and was always open to ideas from my husband too. We were a marriage of works not words, Sophie. I see you and your husband don’t talk a lot either.

9. When my son was 3, he was desperately ill with severe ear infections. The doctors couldn’t cure him and the female nurses just told me to put him back to bed and let my baby cry, that I was spoiling him. Those cries, Sophie, from the ear infection were awful, he sounded like in such awful pain. So I found spirituality and he was healed and he never cried again. Second son never cried as a baby, not once. What a strange but wonderful kid. He was always content from day one. They both have genius mentality, or at least they did before the divorce.

From the time of birth on the children were in Sunday School to learn right from wrong. I’m very grateful for that.

10. Back to the grooming. It said at the zoo to groom the Bully, does that mean picking and eating their lice? That is one custom of yours I don’t understand, but truth is stranger than fiction, you should have seen my son and me on the Jenny Jones Show.

11. I took my babies to diaper swim when just a few months old. It was scary them throwing the babies in the water letting them go to the bottom unattended and rise to the top. But if they were ever to be in a pool it could save their lives. Children have no fears, we teach them fears. Just as we teach them fears, we could teach them how to love instead that is the opposite of fear.

12. I saw you play with your young. Did you teach your crazy daughter how to swing and walk on vines? Shouldn’t she be in a bra and you too? Why don’t you wear fig leafs on your genitals? Did they cut your husbands peter off? (neuter) Perhaps we have to do that, but to me they could invent a more humane way for the orangutans. I think I’ll fantasize about making love to an orangutan. I bet it would be wild sex. (Again, book by Nancy Friday, on women’s fantasies, teaches that. I matured and learned to think for myself and know bestiality is wrong. But Jews will push that thru right after they finish getting Homosexual marriages passed to destroy White gene pool. It was already like that in Germany, under Jews. Germans having sex with donkeys on stage. What happened pre-World War II in Germany is now present day USA. And Whites can do nothing but “watch” this reality in USA as if it were just a TV show and others making all our decisions. Added 1/28/13. )

13. I took my children to the Bozo show. He is a clown, but I liked Wizzo the Magic Man better. He had all this make up on and a glitzy costume, he was enchanting. I think I’ll fantasize about having sex with him too. It took 10 years to get those tickets. We used to play that bucket game at home.

I taught my babies all sports. Tennis, Racquetball, swimming, diving, biking, motor biking, repelling mountains, hiking, running, dancing, singing, baseball batting and pitching, hockey, soccer, football, ping pong, darts, pool, horseback riding, even basketball. I taught them, I was with them all the time. Not their father, not television or radio or telephone or Internet, not teachers or babysitters but a “real” mother interacting with her sons. Just like teaching them art firsthand, gardening, getting along with the puppies, valuing education. I put them first to the exclusion of family and friends, and maybe it was extreme, but I don’t regret it. It was unique. We are not communists here in the U.S. we are free to be ourselves as long as we get along. After all this, my husband tried to take the children from me. He used all the money I saved in the bank against me. He tried to get custody. No pain or feeling can adequately be said; maybe you as an animal with feelings could understand my heartbreak, because I think there is little feeling left in the world, when he tried to take my children from me. My baby boys were my little Kings, just like the pharaoh kings. Their peters were even protected with cloth diapers not plastic and naked air to clear up rash if they got one to raise them pure and free. This is how humans reward your job as mother, that and poverty. I guess it must mean I was a “bad” mother. If they call that “bad” what is a “good” mother. Government, husband, lawyers all against me.

I even worked part time to help with bills and was very thrifty. I think it came quite close to losing my children; it was a three-year battle of which the mental anguish was horrifying. I think I almost lost my mind. If I would have lost my mind it would have only been a relief rather than endure that mental anguish. (I think it was then I began “forgetting” or becoming confused. It’s scary for I was young.)

I can’t find words that justify my feelings and thoughts. Hollywood can’t capture or reproduce the pain of having your children ripped from your arms. I wasn’t drinking, no drugs, no alcohol. I was very spiritual and they were disease-free. I know I came from domestic violence, but I never hit the children. They probably wonder and scratch their heads why I think motherhood is a worthless, thankless job. I can only judge by the actions and responses of my fellow human beings toward my actions. I can only interpret these messages on an intelligent level. They kept saying the children need their father even if he is a criminal on death row. I never heard them once argue that they needed their mother. No I guess children don’t need their mother, if so, I would have remembered that argument during the divorce. My payment for all my hard work and slaving was poverty, and hard work. He had his same job, salary and position.

No, Sophie, just as a secret, I loved motherhood, my sons; it was the greatest feeling of my life. Nothing I can say or do can duplicate the simplest life of all. Even though it is not cherished here on earth today, to me it was heavenly. I even immortalized my 3 Kings pictures in oil painting, which I still have today. Even being married, I was happy for the most part. I think if we had more sex, it would have been divine, but still I have no complaints. As I go forward, I think I have a record of 16 years of nurturing “My Three Kings” and without one argument just like the primates never fight, we never fought. Even today I don’t think I can duplicate it, I don’t know how it happened. I don’t think it was me of my own power; it really must have been God with me, if there is any credit if what I did was considered good. I guess by today’s standards it might not be considered good. Even though I received no earthly reward, I never asked for restaurants, or “real” vacations instead of nature camping, or diamonds, or a wardrobe full of clothes and material things, I have a very primitive and deep contentment and satisfaction that what I did was right and maybe a little ahead of its time. Today, my breasts are unusually sensitive from all that sucking every hour on the hour and I hope I can share that pleasure with a man.

Bye Sophie, I wish you, your husband and two children the best. I wish I could have hugged you, so here is a mental hug to you and yours. (There were bars or gulley in the way.)

Lovingly, Barbie Doll, one breastfeeding mother, to another.