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My White Race Urban Homesteading Las Vegas

In Uncategorized on February 14, 2017 at 11:15 am

It’s now trendy. I was there first in 1970, then in 2004-2013. Urban homesteading. Most of the work I did myself.

When you see the sliding glass doors on left in entrance pictures, it’s where I looked out one night awoken from sleep hearing bullets flying over my home, to find 3 policemen, barking dogs, and them pulling out a dangerous black man with a loaded gun from my tool shed. (see pix below.)

If you would have seen the “dumpy” pictures of this double wide I bought, you wouldn’t believe the miraculous difference I achieved. Here’s pictures of the 4th home I rehabbed complete with a small incentive gardening orchard and 6 self-built square-foot vegetable garden. (This in addition to working as a legal secretary, metaphysician and healer, and Queen of Karaoke (in 258 self-made or designed costumes) who used my talent to entertain, at least in my mind, to what I thought was a dying and damaged race who now seems to be showing signs of healing and regeneration.

Here’s my Vegas home completely rehabbed although on a shoestring budget. I’m not professional; just work hard and unafraid. I concentrated on turning a dark home into a light bright one painting the paneling, scrubbing quite a bit with TSP to remove smoke from prior owners, and mirrors. I used to work for a French aristocrat who married Jew after World War II and her home was similar. Jews always go after the “best” of our White women “if” they race-break.

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It was a mobile home park in urban Vegas and used these pix to try to sell home.

I abandoned gardening when I lived in skyscraper Chicago, but picked it back up. Vegas is hardest place to grow plants, but with enough University free lessons, I grew anything and everything which fancied my desire. Here’s mouthwatering Meyer Lemon trees. I grew my 6 trees from babies, plenty of hard work (Including one heat stroke but I’ve pushed that hard.) It was my spiritual oasis. In a garden, when one puts in work one gets a great reward. I didn’t get paid for karaoke or even when married. It was about giving not getting.

I had truckloads of mulch, and earned $2,200 for turning my lawn into desert gardening. Although the manager screamed at me, when the owner found out, they also converted and perhaps got $10 or $15,000. In addition to the Meyer Lemon tree below, I planted apricots, almonds, figs, pomegranates, strawberries, mulberries, grape vines, 6 square foot vegetable gardens, even artichokes, aloe vera, potatoes, plus a lot of greens.

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In 107 degree temps I rented a jet hose steamer to steam clean it on the outside then paint it. A charitable agency was kind enough to gift me a new efficiency roof to ward off hot sun, cut out new windows, new doors, and energy efficiency gadgets.

I married a very White, Vietnam Veteran Purple Heart Hall of Honor. People might have said he was “institutional White” as if he never went outside. I never said it for I’m not critical and judgmental. I would never say a person could be “too White,” but we know Jews have taught us to put other Whites under the Jew magnifying glass to cause division.

When he decided to buy a home with the Veteran’s loan it was in the worst suburb of Illinois. Sauk Village. Named for the Sauk Indians trail. I have no White guilt over the Indians. I have no time. I must focus as with White blinders a horse might wear.

I wanted to put in a garden & the only classes I could find in 1970 were organic gardening. My teacher took a liking to my enthusiasm. Daddy wanted to be a horticulturist and was moving from Lackawanna, New York, to California to fulfill his dream of growing vegetables. Instead, he stopped in Chicago to visit a friend from the Kopaczewski (Polish immigrants) family, met Mama, fell in love. They didn’t raise “plants,” they had 12 White babies. Had they stopped at 9, I wouldn’t be here. Had Mama said “I’m exhausted working full time or I’ve got a headache, or I’d rather have diamonds” I wouldn’t be here.

I also encouraged my husband to rehab our home. He was the most ferocious battles in Vietnam who the Jew and Yellow Communists sent back to the USA pulverized. Shot off his testicle, shrapnel and bullet wounds, dysentery, malaria, punctured ear drums, womazing, gambling, heavy drinking, illegal and legal drugs, screaming nightmares, PTSD, verbal and then physical abuse, Agent Orange poisoning. Odd but his Jew buddy was the only one of his South Chicago crowd who got a gravy job in Alabama Army learned business skills and is now a millionaire Jew as are his two sons.

But I knew none of this. Being from Polish-American slave family for Jews, too poor to have Jew TV, radio, movies, magazines, news, not even weather reports. So I can create from within to improve my or our outer experience. I used to feel a bit sorry for myself, but now overjoyed so I can give you my view of America or life not the Jew view which it seems the only view the White Race and world has.

For holidays I would give him presents: an electric drill, then an electric  saw, began buying tools, and we proceeded to work together to rehab our home. He got a part time job in addition to his full time job at a store with rehabbing materials. Do it yourself carpeting and tiling. Suspended ceilings. Paneling. That eventually enabled me (after I became a displaced White homemaker) to rehab three more homes and reap the monies to keep me out of poverty.

 

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