Ten Years Ago

Hans-Georg Lundahl

30 octobre 2014

It is a sad day when a Catholic visiting a library is getting exposed to so much discreet evil by probable Jews or freemasons, that he retaliates with discreet evil.

This sad event is now achieved for the second time.

Once a probable Jew (or just possibly Turk or Arab, but something signalled Jew of Oriental origin) pretty deliberately pushed my toes under the table. I stepped on his feet.

Today a freemason or possible psychiatrist deliberately spent minute after minute as I sat beside him humming a tune, clicking his tongue, to force my attention. I left the table before him and spat him in the neck.

"Heh!" he cried out as I left. "Tu vas me le payer!"

Meaning he threatened I was going to pay for it.

I am not a monk. I am not obliged to the state of perfection. I am not obliged to turn the other cheek everytime I am provoked.

So much falsehood as this exists in Paris.