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Media Review: New York Sun
by Alex Linder
June 1, 2002
New rag, old name, same stuff. Stoll spins headlines better than the jew over at the Times, he thinks, and his Sun'll prove it. Yeah, what this town needs is a pro-Israel rag, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yawny inter-Shmuel stuff; means nothing to us on the "American street," as the sheenies now dismiss us suckers whose shores they 'surped. Same old thing, itz: Izzy, Izzy, Izzy: always right, never wrong, always the victim, never the perp, always short of money, materiél and media, always deprived of his just dues by insufficiently supportive anti-Semites. Amerikahn, itz -- a Wolfowitz-Gelbfisch production. I looked over the first week's run of this new rag recently (thanks, reader), and all I can say is you couldn't produce a prettier Pet-partisan paper if you persevered, so that must make it, in Jew Stoll's eyes, the most successful resurrection since Viagra, Stoll being a disbeliever in the first coming.
Context...
I judge new papers by smell, and the smell I seek is that most unusual of bouquets - the whiff of the Brassavola Antisemiticus, the rarest orchid in the field. None of that here, of course, it nearly goes without saying, but preferable the wafting stink of the standard Semite to the skulking stench of the shifty-lipped suckpoop; better Lipshitz himself than shitlips, if you will. If you like your kike straight, Stoll's Sun will do; if you prefer your feh!monger mealy and fecal-filtered, slip on o'er to Suckpoop Joe's where Christ's own Zionoids, bellow-cheek'd a-man, wormlike factor dung out their penny tails. Ever notice that shrimps and worms and Christ-Zionists have a visible shitline running through 'em?
Newspaper industry...
The standard crit-littany: Before corporate consolidation papers were many and intelligent. After it they were few and dumb. Cities today have but one paper daily, and the readers pass it around scratching their heads, working their everted lips in consternation at the fifth-grade vocabulary, trying to pluck bananas out of the Super Saver ad. Since Jew Franz Boas taught us a hundred years ago that race doesn't exist, it is clear that what is holding these congoleums back are the topics written about -- sports and comics and sports and Jesse Jackson and sports and monkey hand ball and sports and sex advice and sports and... -- rather than the medium - written language rather than grunts, hoots, bellows 'n' inflamed backsides. It wasn't for nothing that Gloria Steinem didn't say that a nigger needs a paper like a fish needs a bicycle. When half the city can't read, you're going to have a hard time selling newspapers.
Media critics, another term for Jews, or 'Jews who write about other Jews,' always yimper and yooble about "corporate" evil in their tiresome, Marx-pious way. But "corporate" as a "hate" adjective is a corp out. It's "safe" just the way joking about sex crap is "safe" for comedians. Why risk mentioning sheeny control when you can blame evil, impersonal corporations? Why make risky political observations when puerility's a guaranteed chuckle?
The fact that a corporation produces something doesn't mean what the leftists and the Jews pretend because corporations are not, Marxist moralizing to the contrary, driven solely by concern for profit, no matter what their charters say. If they were, they'd look an awful lot more like VNN. No, the special fun of writing papers, unlike butchering hogs, is that you can exercise your brown fog machine -- and for a certain set, that's silkier than skins. This type gravitates to media, and there spews its goous didactivism. Their vanity fare -- typically pro-deviant, pro-homo-erectus eructations -- is junkstuff their audience doesn't want to see, hear, smell, get near or participate with in any way: But it has no other option.
Not jes little old kike-hatin' me here sayin' that, it be Jews themselves what say this -- see our review of Ben Stein's The View from Sunset Boulevard. The way that you can tell that Jewish control of the media is all-important is the way it is never mentioned -- except in mockery. Jew Jon Stewart mocks the idea of jew media control on his comedy newscast, but you will seldom see a "serious" Jew like Jew Mark "Crispin" Miller consider it in his "serious" scholarly analysis of "communications." But any one-eyed fool can see that if Pisa leans, then so do the media. He can also see that most of the elves running around the Keebler media tree are wearing beanies and baking hallucinogenic bagels. Jewish media analysts like Howie Kurtz never mention jewish control of the media -- not even to dismiss it. That's where they reveal themselves.
Remember, these are the folks that ensure our fedgov calculates how many left-handed lesbian Aleutians are employed in middle management at Pig-'n'-Poke in East Snufflufugus, Mississippi. Somehow these calculators par excellence never discuss the kikistocracy running the televitz, nor call for Big Media to be opened to "the people," made "democractic" or any other shibboleth they employ when destroying something in the name of reform. Apparently Jew-happy Big Media is just fine, boss, no tikkuning required, no re-doing needed, no remaking necessary. No breaking down of barriers essential, in the works, "inevitable." Status quo? Fine, don't you know! Second-hand media? Ho, ho, ho! Where's the button to turn off Sumner's effects on my neighbors? The one place -- not your place, of course -- that things may safely -- always safe in jewish hands -- be left alone. God knows there's a pair foreigner to jewthink, jewville, jew life than any other: 'left alone.' Jews never leave anything, anyone alone, yet they can't handle the slightest touch to their own skin, their own views, their own worlds. The jews are on a self-created religious mission to destroy the world in the name of saving it. We must kill them all to prevent that. There is only one solution to earth's Jewish Problem: No Jews. Just Right. By the way, lest you think I came up with that catch phrase, in fact I did not. It comes straight from the Dead Sea scrolls, the words of which were suppressed for over five decades. It is clear that the Jews' neighbors were VNN fans! I believe the actual verse read: One Jew. Three lies. No Jews. Just Right.
I suppose that even if there were only one newspaper in a town, it still might serve the purpose we associate with the free press if it weren't edited by a jew or by someone afraid of Jews. But that's very, very seldom the case these days, and indeed it's been several decades since it was. In fact, there's an interesting quote from one of the old-time anthropologists whose school was driven out by the "race doesn't exist" Big Lie of the Boasians that by the twenties you could hardly get an honest word about race into the papers. Same thing in France, Madison Grant noted. So newspapers have been free of debate for a good deal longer than many today might think. Jewish lies have ruled unchecked for practically a century. Certainly by the fifties, all the hep cats knew that moon crickets could build moon rockets if properly incubated. Suffice it to say, the Sun is nothing new, and there is nothing new in the Sun.
As I say, one could imagine that were papers not inevitably edited by Chosenoids or Chosenoid-afeared editors, they might display the pert loquacity, the bald irreverence, the liquid laughter one associates with the Menckens and the other masters of the art. You've probably seen what Twain wrote about the "noble red man"; imagine that appearing anywhere but VNN today! Laughable, itz! No kike would print that, and neither would the Irish-Catholic suckpoops who are pretty much the only distinct gentile subgroup in media in any numbers. Imagine a Sean Hannity standing up to a Jew! Never happen. Imagine Milquetoast O'Reilly -- his very brainwaves are big-city jewish. Another White strain are the conceited fat midwestern middle-agers, sure they can't be fooled; full of their dull opinions, not a fucking clue who spermed the 'phibs tadpolling their interochlear slough: Rusty Limbaugh, this means you! Foo'; fight we you, doof foodeater, foodeater!, quoth the better Cripspin -- YOU know what I mean, that's the frequency Kenneth.
What we are left with, when it comes to forays into the new! and different! and other detergent box excitery is not the no-jews news of genuine novelty - VNN - but the more-jews news. Jews-only news. Supersized-Hebrew-News... All the drink stand sells is lemonade, and now we can get something different: straight concentrate, without none o' that nasty water! All I can say to that is, itz enuf to make a man's groin puke...
Good Stuff...
Before we take a look at the ubiquitous jew-apologism, let's look at what's good about this jew-rag. The second best thing is a wonderful draw of Michael Moore. My pet combo for this fat lying turd is 'slob-liar,' which I think captures that squirrelly fellow, but this pic takes the cake; adding the element of goofy laugh-dishonesty that cores the fat flapper. In fact, the pic is so well done I giggle every time I look at it. The slob-liar's unshaven, and one eye looks straight at -- well, as straight as MM ever can look -- you, the other eye looks cross-eyedly for the main prize, darting around the room like Jesse Jackson sperm navigating an adulterous womb. The drawing is credited to "ALS," and it is truly great work. The accompanying article, by Russ Smith, is also one of the better of the four papers I perused. Smith created New York Press, which has an excellent letters page, and hosts a Taki column, too. Smith is a believer in diversity and Bushy and other false idols, but writes good stuff. A couple sentences from "At Least One Stupid White Man": That Mr. Moore's latest effort, "Stupid White Men" -- a dated screed filled with the juvenile slogans, undocumented statements, and attacks on the capitalism that has allowed him to live in Manhattan, travel in limousines, and send his daughter to private school -- was number one on the April 14 New York Times bestseller list for non-fiction, is a testament to his undeniable talent as a marketing hustler.
There's a nice testament to slob-liar's veracity here: Moore says that several years ago he watched "The McLaughlin Group" and had to endure Fred Barnes "whine on and on about the sorry state of American education and blaming the teachers and their evil union for why students are doing so poorly. 'These kids don't even know what The Iliad and The Odyssey are!' he bellowed." Fact-checker Moore, smelling a rat, then says he called Mr. Barnes the next day and got him to admit "I don't know what they're about. Happy now?"
On April 11, I contacted Mr. Barnes and asked him about the veracity of Moore's indictment. He said: "To the best of my recollection, I've never talked to Michael Moore in my life. And of course I know what The Iliad and The Odyssey are about. I read both of them, from beginning to end, in college. So the story Mr. Moore tells is entirely made up."
But the portrait is classic. Fatman, on the make, loopy grin, quick lazy eye for the main chance...
Hands down the best, funniest, positively glee-inducing story of the four papers I scoured, was the one by Jew Seth Mnookin -- what a great Jewish name, as ugly and prehensile as the nose of those fetalfaced earlocked Hessids; if it doesn't etymologize to 'leasor of non-existent office space' then I don't know Russian -- who reveals that Sun competitor NY Post's in-house ads -- featuring head shots of real people making nice on the tabloid -- are pure emperor's suit, like a Michael Moore anecdote. Now, this, THIS is new and unusual journalism. If only papers exhibited this spirit regularly and across a broad range of topics, why, I might get me one of them fonics kits.
The New York Post, the lively tabloid owned by Rupert Murdoch's News Corp., is taking some creative license with the quotes used in the "My Post, My Paper" blurbs that run sprinkled throughout the paper, Post "readers" who have appeared in the promotional items say.
The blurbs, which feature thumbnail photos of readers paired with praise-filled quotes, often highlight people talking about the paper's color format or its celebrity coverage. After receiving a tip from someone who said her blurb was fabricated, the Sun conducted a random check of five other recently quoted readers. Four of them said that their quotes had either been altered or made up.
Too funny...
What they quoted: I read the Post cover to cover on the train home from work. It has the best news coverage in town.
What she said: I buy it because it's only a quarter and I like the horoscopes.
Jennifer Romolini says she was another victim of the Post's campaign. "I was sitting in Bryant Park with a friend," she said. "A woman holding a notepad and a photographer approached us. The woman said, 'Do you read the Post?' I said I wasn't interested in participating in a 'My Post, My Paper.'" The woman persisted, Ms. Romolini said, and eventually Ms. Romolini said she occasionally reads the paper's media column, authored by Keith Kelly.
On Sunday, Ms. Romolini's picture appeared with the following quote: "I love the Post. I read it everyday on my way to work. I especially look forward to reading Keith Kelly. And the celebrity photos are amazing.
Then there's my favorite: Janice Mahan, 25, was quoted in the April 14 Post as saying, "I like the fact that the Post's news coverage doesn't discriminate. The articles are written for the community and for people from all walks of life. I always prefer it over the New York Times.
"That's definitely not what I said," Ms. Mahan said. "I'm really frustrated. I said nothing about their news coverage. I said nothing about how the Post doesn't discriminate. I said that it's easier for people who are not as educated to read."
You don't get comedy like that in the funny papers!
That's pretty much it for the good stuff. The only other that merits mention is the nice color and attractive layout. Like the Wall Street Journal in certain ways, is the Sun, graphically at least.
The Nosepinch...
Now to the bad. There's pro-Israel agitprop on every page, it doesn't merely color the tone, itz the it and essenz of the thing; the superheated gas composing the ball. Headlines tell all:
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Quarter page add from Zionist Organization of America: "Secretary Powell, Why the Double Standard?"; editorial "The War Against the Jews"...
You get the idea.
Kahnclusion...
Newpapering is doomed to decades of dull if profitable decline until the jews are killed off. Papers can't publish the good, funny, amusing, useful and humorous stuff that would grow their circulations because A) the folks aren't there to write or read it, having been deracinated, deskilled and demoralized by jewish public skools; B) humor and the other good stuff depend on honesty and truth, neither of which are "good for jews" because they hack chunks out of Semitical Correctness; and C) the non-jews who could and would create those papers can't do it because the jews band together as a race to deny them the advertising and distribution without which no paper can exist. Hell, these kikes don't even like little ol' ad-free VNN distributing over the Internet! It gives folks ideas, shows 'em what could be, if this were a free country. And free publishing is decidedly and definitely NOT good for jews. They demand theirs be the only shit on the shelf, and so we readers have all the choices of a Polish housewife trying to buy peanut butter in a soviet shopping center in Gdansk in 1962. Fact is, nothing as good as this article will ever appear in the Sun, so, as my late grandfather said when we saw some cows fucking as we carried our cane poles to fish in the farm pond, "Pay them no mind."
ALEX LINDER
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