Introductory Note — Benjamin H. Freedman was one of the most intriguing and amazing individuals of the 20th century. Mr. Freedman, born in 1890, was a successful Jewish businessman of New York City who was at one time the principal owner of the Woodbury Soap Company.
He broke with organized Jewry after the Judeo-Communist victory of 1945, and spent the remainder of his life and the great preponderance of his considerable fortune, at least 2.5 million dollars, exposing the Jewish tyranny which has enveloped the United States.
Mr. Freedman knew what he was talking about because he had been an insider at the highest levels of Jewish organizations and Jewish machinations to gain power over our nation. Mr. Freedman was personally acquainted with Bernard Baruch, Samuel Untermyer, Woodrow Wilson, Franklin Roosevelt, Joseph Kennedy, and John F. Kennedy, and many more movers and shakers of our times.
This speech was given before a patriotic audience in 1961 at the WillardHotel in Washington, D.C., on behalf of Conde McGinley’s patriotic newspaper of that time, Common Sense. Though in some minor ways this wide-ranging and extemporaneous speech has become dated, Mr. Freedman’s essential message to us — his warning to the West — is more urgent than ever before.
Published on Jan 7, 2017
This version has the World War 3 announcement still in it. Many versions on the internet have this removed. (I wonder why.)
History provides many examples of joo treachery. There’s a reason why joos have been expelled in many countries. Who wants to live next to a stinking joo?
It seems every example in history has portrayed the joo as poor and oppressed. To the contrary, the joo has positioned himself to rise out of that stinking heap of dung with the shiny penny.
“God gave us these lands ’cause we say so!” “God said our sh*t don’t stink, here, have a whiff, see, air as fresh as pig barn.” Stinking joo spray will exceed FDS in sales.
Impress your joo friends. A couple sprays and, voila, you’ll have that fresh “Stinking Joo” smell. Toilet paper, what’s that for?