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“At This Moment” US Marine’s Suicide 5/23/09

I got an invitation to a USA karaoke contest tomorrow.  Since it is right near the house, I may go.  It is at the Italian-American Club.  (That is what we need more of, Clubs with European names to maintain our unification and heritage.)
I’m going to wear the US Marine Lady costume.  But, I do ‘not’ want to be in the contest, but will be a special guest as I was in Chicago when I was on Karaoke TV.
The song that came to me to do was “At This Moment,” by Billy Vera.
If you look at the words, it is really what happened to me, the day my husband and son’s father came home and said he had another woman, and she gave him the ‘ultimatum,’ to leave me ‘or else.’  (She threatened him, she used him for about 10 years, and then disgarded him with such hatred it was frightening.)
The interesting thing this song sings is that the singer would never ‘hurt’ the former lover.  Considering what my Mama did to my poor Daddy by not only raising her hand to him, but every object in the house, my love and affection toward my husband, and even my White sons who I never laid a hand on, I think really shows the love that I have had toward them.  My whole experience was of a drastic and domestic violent nature, not the usual of a man beating a woman, but a woman beating a man.  Yet, I vowed I would never let that happen in my experience, and thank God I was able to keep that promise to God, because I was ‘pushed’ to the limits.  Yet, now after much writing I see that my husband and sons were also probably ‘pushed’ to the limits by the Jewish destructiveness against the White male in our American but also European, and especially Polish Russian and German society.  And then the Jews wonder they were put into nice, friendly, work camps?
I wish I could hold my US Marine husband that is now gone, because it took me so very many years to understand exactly what he did for me by rescuing me from my madhouse that I was living in, and he was so patient with me.
I can hardly believe that in 17 years he never found anything wrong with me, when it seems like the people around me find every thing ‘wrong’ with whatever I do.  I don’t judge people like that. I guess that is why it was really a double miracle, cause he never objected to what I was doing, or how I was doing it.  He never complained that I was ‘too quiet’ or couldn’t talk at all.  It had to be so boring for him to have a wife that doesn’t have an opinion or comment about anything.  I also wish I could hold him again, because I now know that all the things he was suffering from, he got at the treacherous hands of the Jews running the United States government, with all the odds ‘against’ him, instead of ‘for,’ him, and all the ‘help’ for non-Whites and Jews even the richest Jews in the world were getting grants, and tax breaks and networking, and he got nothing.  It must have really been a struggle for him.  I guess I’m glad that at least I gave him and he gave me 17 years.
I could never forgive this country for destroying the White man for all these years.  I could never forgive nor could I forget, less I fall into the Jewish trap they have set out for us, as if we were White animals.
It’s Memorial Day, and as you know, my husband died exactly on Memorial Day, the Day that America remembers their Veterans. Well, I will tell you something, I could only hope this country could feel 1/8 of the pain I’m feeling right now as I remember my Veteran, and what this country did to him.  And this country not only did it to him, but to the 400 years of ancestors of his that built this country.  He should have never died the way he did, when all this country cared about was giving ‘rights’ ‘help’ and ‘citizenship’ to brown babies, who don’t even deserve the time of day, let alone the right to own this country.  Yes, White women will be replaced by Brown Women, and there is nothing absolutely nothing we can do about it.
The interesting thing is that the words say, “If I could just hold you again,” yet being from Eastern Europe we never showed love for each other with hugs, kisses, or even smiles, or holding hands.  We just ‘worked’ together for each other and our White sons.
And yes, I ‘d kiss the ground he walked on, for he supported me, when no other man would or did in my life.

  • Billy Vera & the Beaters
    Miscellaneous
    At This Moment
    What did you think I would do at this moment
    When you’re standing before me
    With tears in your eyes
    Trying to tell me that you have found you another
    and you just don’t love me no more

    What did you think I would say at this moment
    When I’m faced with the knowledge
    That you just don’t love me
    Did you think I would curse you
    Or say things to hurt you
    ’cause you just don’t love me no more

    Did you think I could hate you
    Or raise my hands to you
    Now come on you know me too well
    [ Billy Vera & the Beaters Lyrics are found on http://www.songlyrics.com ]
    How could I hurt you when darling I love you
    and you know I’d never hurt you-oo-wo-oo-o-o-o…

    What do you think I would give at this moment
    If you’d stay I’d subtract twenty years from my life
    I’d fall down on my knees
    and kiss the ground that you walk on
    If I could just hold you again

    I’d fall down on my knees
    and kiss the ground that you walk on baby
    If I could just hold you { pause }
    If I, could just hold you { pause }

    If I………
    If I could just hold you
    Again

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