Kill Whitey, Buy Sneakers

This is the original pilot of what became a multi-million dollar SuperBowl ad for Reebok in 2004.

Even in its infancy, it exudes a particular agenda, does it not?

Even at :12 we have the incompetent white male, making life hard for the other races. "If only this typical white guy wasn't so inconsiderate" this Asian woman thinks with a roll of her eyes, "maybe I would be able to enjoy my morning cup o' joe."

But fear not, Asian lady. The black man will avenge all wrongs perpetrated upon you by evil whitey.

Not only does this black guy assault the white man, he stands over him and teaches him how to be a respectable co-worker: "You kill da joe, yo make some mo! You know that shit baby!"

Hmm. Such violence. Such language. Surely no respectable multi-national corporation, such as Reebok, would have considered this pilot as a potential vehicle for their reputable product. Surely not.

Surely Reebok wouldn't endorse such violence against a young white man simply for socializing with a young white woman (:57), or the intimidation and humiliation of a white man simply for not recycling (1:35), or the crushing of a white man's collarbone (2:27) simply for...well, for being white.

Surely Reebok wouldn't endorse such criminal behavior or associate its brand with blatant Anti-White violence before a SuperBowl TV audience of millions?

Well, they did. And in our next post we will show you how this pilot was further developed--lovingly crafted into the multi-million dolar ad it became: an Anti-White Media classic.

Stay tuned!

Let Whites Make Decisions And Look What You Get

Another massive budget expended to promote white self-loathing and black supremacism.

This Fed-Ex commercial has all the usual Anti-White Media indicators:

a) A know-it-all, suave, cool black guy in charge of everything. (They cast a Morgan Freemanesque character to assure the public: what we have here is a "magic negro," so you know he should be listened to with a kind of religious deference.)

b) An effeminate, incompetent, white fool whose decisions wreak havoc on the city, potentially killing millions.

It is only through the assuring sagacious commanding presence of the black boss that people's lives will be spared from what white incompetence hath unleashed.

Boycott: Fed-Ex

MGM Jews Transform Shakespeare Play into Temple of Blackworship

A blast from the not-too-distant past today: a 1993 version of Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing. It is interesting how a casting strategy can change the feel of the entire play, and turn a bucolic romantic comedy into a modern day talmudized lesson in blackworship.

With Denzel Washington cast as Don Pedro, we meet the flawless black leader of gangs of flawed whites. [Funny how Washington serves this function in yet another film, as he did in Unstoppable, in our last post].

On hearing of Don Pedro's approach, the white townspeople, male and female, young and old, become positively orgasmic with glee. The sexual nature of their excitement is suggested by the frantic undressing, the flurry of naked white butts that hurry into warm foamy suds, women powdering their breasts--all to welcome the mighty, broad-smiling black prince.

I wouldn't be so bothered by this casting decision if, like Othello, the character of Don Pedro had any historical ties to Africa (though it would seem that even Othello should essentially be a Moroccan instead of a sub-Saharan negro).

But the character of Don Pedro is based on Peter III of Aragon, who was no Moor. In fact, he learned military lore from his father's reconquista against the Moors. He represented the white European re-conquest of the Iberian Peninsula against invading hordes of Africans.

It is thus a double slap in the face that this white masterpiece (the play itself) about a white hero (Pedro) becomes nothing more than another Jewish tool to disseminate the meme of blackworship.

Typical pink rabbit move.

Unstoppable: Blacks Repeatedly Rescue Helpless, Mean-Spirited and Incompetent Whites

Transatlantic flights allow me to see the kinds of movies I would normally avoid--the kinds of brainwashing sessions to which mainstream America and the world in general is relentlessly subjected and--what is even more tragic--even pays hard-earned money to see.

Unstoppable is one such film. Like the appalling brainwashing-session-disguised-as-a-film Far From Heaven, also seen on a transatlantic flight (see the posting for November 26, 2010), Unstoppable runs rife with Anti-White imagery.

Indeed, such is the Anti-White bias in airport films that I am beginning to suspect the FAA has some hidden requirement that all airlines must propagandize for ZOG. Unstoppable shows one situation after another in which whites are shown as corrupt, dumb, incompetent, lazy, or vulnerable--whereas blacks are in every case morally flawless, giving, caring, concerned--the knowing benefactor.

The trailer alone gives us plenty to work with.

Here, within the first five seconds, we know it is the white man who can't keep a domicile intact. The white man is "sorta" married, while Denzel Washington proclaims proudly that he has "two beautiful daughters."

At :10, a gaggle of white kids are being instructed in railroad safety by their black teachers.

The white girl at :15 seems impossibly frail and vulnerable next to the train bearing down upon her. But fear not, for a fearless black woman is there to save the day at :21--or at least she would, were it not for the bumbling, incompetent whites that surround her at :22. These dullard white men are responsible for the disaster that the black heroine spends most of the film trying to clean up.

This heroine and Denzel Washington, between them, are at their wits end trying to manage teams of white lackeys and pawns. But they are often frustrated by typical white incompetence. It is hard to perform miracles when your tools are so dull. See :38 and :40. You see, Mr. Washington needs to know where that train is, and probably would know, were it not for the whites at the other end, manning their control tower with boundless idiocy.

The screaming white kids at :48 wear on the nerves of the black heroine at :49. How will she save them? How will she save whites from their own incompetence?

Denzel Washington's white co-worker needs to be prodded into action. Without the black hero to coach them, train them at heroism, the whites will perish en masse in a world that they themselves have pushed towards catastrophe.

This film claims it was "based on true events." IMHO, you can file this film under fantasy...or even theater of the absurd.

Three Clueless Decaying Whites Get Shown Up By Nonchalant Black Genius

I find it hilarious that according to so many commercials, we whites are clueless, utterly at sea unless black people give us the answers.

This is, of course, the opposite of how reality works. I shouldn't have to remind people that whites invented aspirin and the modern pharmaceutical industry and the internet and television and a thousand other things. So why is it that I am being sold these drugs over this television or this internet by a know-it-all negress?

This is not a rhetorical question, but an actual one.

I know commercials are designed to make people feel like they need something, that unless they purchase brand X they are missing out in life. But why do we get this message in the context of an Anti-White Media barrage? Why would you want to purchase Aleve after viewing such an ad? Continuing to consume their product after they insulted you like this would make you about as brain-dead as the whites in this commercial.

Boycott: Aleve

[I have returned from my trip. Thanks for your patience while I was on the road. Normal posting pace should now resume.]

Progressive: We Humiliate White Males

It's nice to see Progressive Insurance is an equal opportunity white male humiliator. No matter whether the white male is their employee or their customer, they will still find a way to humiliate them.

And not only will they humiliate them, they will spend millions of dollars on a marketing campaign that seems more geared towards humilating them than advertising their insurance products.



[Still on vacation on the road. Posting will be intermittent for one more week. Till then, keep vigilant.]

Cool Black Humiliates Clueless White

I have been on the road, so pardon for the hiatus. And as I am still on the road, this post will be short and sweet. It is a companion piece to the posting of July 23rd of last year.

The format is the same: A beer wench who is intended to be "hot" (but really isn't) scolds a clueless white for being a clueless white.

At :05 the beer wench mentions that the white man is wearing his girlfriend's pants, just as he and a blonde woman are framed together. This subliminally connects the blonde woman, as a potential girlfriend, to the clueless white man.

Yet at :12 the camera inspects the man's phallus and it is found to be wanting. It is constrained by the girly pants. The white man is humiliated, emasculated, castrated. Then the blonde woman turns back towards the black guy sitting next to her at the bar.

As if that's not enough Anti-White imagery, the white man, at :25, goes on to get mocked and humiliated by a cool black guy at a table of jocks.

Two Anti-White moments in one 30 second ad? Coincidence? Not when being Anti-White is the new religious dogma, spewed from the media and the marketplace, everywhere you turn.

Boycott: Miller Light

Dumb Whites. Smart Black.

If blacks are always always ALWAYS portrayed as the innocent benefactor, the sage imparter of wisdom and goodness in the world, wouldn't you assume (since no one is really perfect) that there must be some kind of serious overcompensation at play?

Are blacks really that bad that, in order to counterbalance the reality, they need to be fictionalized and cartoonized into some kind of vision of infinite perfection?

For an insightful podcast on this matter, please hop on over to Follow the White Rabbit EPISODE 15 where Horus tells us all about "Negative Conditioning."

Especially relevant: the 13 minute, 52 second mark; also check out the 32 minute, 30 second mark.

The Human Network (At The Center Of Which Is A Breakdancing Black Kid)

We are all "interconnected," sure--but there is a fine line between connectivity and psychic colonization, and Cisco has crossed that line.

A hundred or even ten years ago, Tibetan Monks could focus on their meditations. But now, with Cisco, all attentions get distracted by the dancing black kid. No more will we have a moment's peace. Every household will get invaded by his insistent, mindless, pointless gyrations. Every person will drop what they are doing and re-prioritize, and at the top of their mental to-do list will be, well: pay attention to the dancing black kid. Why? Because Cisco has brought you to this crisis in which what is going on around you is irrelevant. It is only the black kid and your instant access to his dance that matters. If you don't have black-kid access, well, you're just so last century.

And then...then the heartbreaking moment, that crucial second at :27 (the most important point in a 30 second ad, as we have mentioned previously) when the white kid looks up with that face that says "The world would pay attention to me if I were that dancing black kid." His look betokens envy, admiration, loneliness and loss. It only lasts a second, but it is immediately followed by and contrasted with the dancing black kid, looking smug, dancing over Times Square(!)

A voiceover condescendingly reassures "Anyone can be famous," implying that even shy white kids, more cerebral perhaps, might be able to indulge the ego-trip fantasy of being a dancing black kid with the help of Cisco.

Boycott: Cisco

eHarmony Redefines "Compatibility"

Everything is ideological.

These ads promote "compatibility" around the most flimsy and subjective categories--are you "vivacious?" or "rational?" or "self-aware?" "warm?" "spontaneous?" "easy-going?"-- as if such psychobabble terms are the keys to soulmatehood and bliss.

Yet eHarmony disregards the clearly perceptible and measurable--and far more fundamental and consequential--categories of race and ethnicity.

Indeed, their ads actively promote race-mixing. Thus they redefine "compatibility" for us unenlightened, unwashed masses.

Black on white, white on Asian, white on Hispanic, whatever. As long as the whites get blended, eHarmony's agenda is furthered. eMission accomplished. ("eMission?" A procreative pun?)




A white friend of mine tried eHarmony once and just got matched up with a bunch of old Filipina women. He soon cancelled his membership. Their mainframe has a few kinks in it, it seems.



Boycott: eHarmony