Whew!

(1)

Whew! Boy, that session went downhill rapidly after a promising start. Booze is obviously a friend of the emotional brain and an enemy of the logical brain. And I had such high aspirations when I began it all! Oh, well... I forgive me.

Tonight's notes: Auschwitz anniversary - Gassing - Elections?! - God vs Wade.

Yesterday was the 60th anniversary of the Russian liberation of the Auschwitz concentration camp. The anniversary was 'all over the news' (thump) as usual, but I noticed that there was 'minimal pornography' in regard to this remembrance: no endless sickening video of emaciated Jewish bodies being thrown into mass graves, etc. I see this as a plus. I see this as a recognition of the efficacy of Spock's Cure: 'Forget...'

The Jews can never forget, of course. The Jews have coined the phrase 'Never again to us!' in memory of the Nazi Holocaust, and they don't intend to forget. Nor do the Jews intend to let you and me forget. But I think that we are slowly, surely, forgetting. I am.

Which brings us to the next note: gassing. Gassing has been extremely heavy this week, peaking Wednesday, when my vocal cords were so swollen that I could barely communicate with Kootch. I was fine Wednesday morning, but after a few hours at the computer playing C-III, I tried to talk, and discovered the problem. Gassing continued well above the usual level until today, when it took yet another uptrend, peaking this afternoon just before the Evening News and my first drink. It has since dropped off to virtual zero, as usual.

Wednesday saw a change in gassing tactic: previous to Wednesday all daytime gassing was 'local.' That is to say that they would gas me wherever I happened to be. When I detected the gas I could leave the affected area and obtain immediate relief. But beginning Wednesday they gassed me through the VS at a low level (boom): they injected the gas into the space just outside my bedroom window and it was drawn in by the VS. My first indication was when I tried to speak (being gassed here at 1924). This is their nightime practice, and Wednesday is the first occasion where I have noticed the use this technique in the daytime.

Which brings me to wonder about whether the 60th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz could be a factor in the Jewish decision (I am being gassed by Jews) to increase their gassing attack. Could be. Jews become extremely angry whenever they remember stuff like Auschwitz. This endemic racial-religious anger might cause them to become much more hostile to us Goyim at such times, and especially to me, arch-anti-Semite that I am (tap).