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I am John McCunt and I Approve This Message
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I guess you don't read widely; there has been ample, shallow mined hate spilling from the blogosphere from the usual suspects. "the Jewish Bankers...", etc.
Hardly one of the CEO's of the Current and past wall street elite were Jewish. When the blame was cast towards, "Jewish Bankers", during the Boston banking mergers, it had to be pointed out that Bankl of Boston and others were mostly owned by very powerful Catholic interests - and it really didn't matter who owned or was the CEO's of any of these current and past institutions - they all had the same religion....greed.
This morning I spilled tea - The Jews!
JDC
Because none of them will date me.
And the only reason i want to date a jew is because they control all the banks and money and stuff.
Oy vey, he's already taking the heat.
The first two times, I explained that all that's left of Rothschild and Warburg as going concerns are two medium-sized private banks in Switzerland: LF ROTHSCHILD, et cie, and SG WARBURG, et cie. Moreover, I explained that "the speculators" either made money or lost money depending on the sides of the trades they were on but they had to settle in cash each day, so they're all squared-up and aren't asking for any handouts.
Weak Jewish performance all around here. I know I try at least twice a year to make some "blood libel" matzoh and to spread Communism, Capitalism, Sex, Pornography, Psychotherapy, Poetry, Science, Philosophy, Gambling and Drugs wherever possible. While doodling a Christian girl, of course!