Justin Raimondo Barking in Defense of Master Taki

Justin Raimondo has written in his master´s magazine TAKIMAG an undignified note titled "Sully’s Smearing—But Is Anyone Listening?" illustrated with a person photographed from behind. What can I say? I never saw such a gross and tasteless picture published anywhere. Next Taki will hide cameras in the toilets and publish pictures showing people shitting from below. From this miasma, Mr Raimondo, Taki's faithful Canis canis, is barking in defense of his (Pay) Master's despicable piece about Israel and the Jews. I know there is a bad recession in the US, could it be that people is so desperate for a few drachmas that they were willing to go down on four and lick up after their master's fouling the internet?

The sentence that made my blood to boil is Mr Raimondo talking about HAMAS's seven year of bombardment and terror:

Sderot, where a few homemade harmless missiles have landed

Harmless tu culo, Mr Raimondo! People, children have died from HAMAS rocket attacks, children have lost eyes and members, children have grown up in day and night terror of death, a whole peaceful city that had to live for years alert to the sickening noise a falling rocket... A few homemade harmless bombs... like the homemade harmless fertilizer nothing that killed 250 people in Madrid's train station, like that other homemade harmless thingie that killed and maimed a few hundred unimportant people in London underground, like the Unabomber's homemade harmless ammonia nitrate - motor oil nothing that collapsed a seven-store office building in some unimportant place in America.

Mr Raimondo waxes poetic about the suffering of those poor fifth generation professional "refugees" watching olive trees... Mr Raimondo, myself am a Hungarian refugee of 1956 and the first thing my parents did in Vienna was to look for a job. We never felt helpless refugees. Years later, I visited the comfortable home my parents had abandoned in Downtown Budapest and chatted with the old Schwab couple living in my old home, sleeping in my parent´s bed and caring (lovingly) for our balcony plants. They had filled the apartment with Protestant imagery and Bavarian bric-a-brac, but I felt no hostility towards those decent people. The idea of sending a few homemade harmless bombs on their grandchildren's kindergarden never passed by my mind. Like me, tens of millions of Europeans had became refugees and were resettled after the Second World War, and they went on rebuilding their lifes. Ten or twenty million Germans lost their ancestral lands and never was even a harmless homemade blutwurst (supposing blutwurst is harmless) thrown against the Chech, Poles and Hungarians. Even American Indians, who were sent to far away reservations in the desert, have buried the tomahawk and have become America's most faithful fighters. Mr Raimondo, you dont seem stupid or evil enough for writing such dishonorable lies, so you must be doing it for the money to buy bread and milk for your children. If so, I forgive you.