Couldn’t think of a name for this because it’s a mixture of both of these movies. This post of my knowledge of Jews is so deep I would have to write a huge book on it and make it a full time job. It is how I was able to figure out Jews at a much earlier age than most I know. Lets face it, even people finding out about Jews right now are pioneers in this subject, but it was always with me, all my life it was right there in my face and when the internet came along all I needed was one person out there who understood what I did. Judicial Inc. was no doubt one of them that understood somehow as I did, but already had it in words and or pictures.
Firstly I named this Ben Hur in part because I grew up with a Jew (father Irish, mother Jewish Ashkenazi) and I will explain the Cropsey part later. Note that this is a brief about my growing up with a half Jew or Jew as a best friend most of my childhood (among others of course) life up to about 18 years old. We will call him Fidge for the sake of simplicity here from now on. Fidge and I were always competitive, but frankly just like the movie Ben Hur I was always a bit better than him (not boasting). I didn’t really compete with him that much because it broke him when he lost. He couldn’t handle losing to me on anything and religious issues always came up, racial issues, etc. and his status quo liberal thoughts always hindered me and frankly I wasn’t armed educationally to go against him, Jewish teachers, etc at such a young age so he felt as if he was educationally gifted over me and I didn’t care what anyone said or how many said it, I stuck to what I felt and just moved on to other things. He would defend Blacks not knowing his relatives brought them to America as slaves (and could use slavery against me and not the other way around). If we were with a Jewish crowd he would be able to single me out for my beliefs, but when he was in Christian circles his Jewishness was never discussed. He knew something wasn’t right. Certainly he saw the difference clearly.
He had some kind of connections through his mother in the television business and became a TV commercial star. He was on TV commercials during the Super Bowls, World Series games, etc. The whole family had these connections and frankly they weren’t the best looking kids in town by any means. They were portrayed as the all American boys when they were really Jews and on TV because they were Jews. Fidge used to ask others to come in and audition for these TV commercials with him so it didn’t look like they were already picked for the commercials they did. I always thought “what did they see in these people to put them on TV so often?”. Nobody that went in with them ever got the job- ever. No, I wasn’t allowed anyway after many offers to go in and attempt it outside my parents will. I heard others say they went into a room and held a mayonnaise jar and said something like “Gee, this is good” while the camera man was focused on their schmekel.
I have to admit I was somewhat strudeled at this and saw all the Jewish girls chasing after him (some I didn’t know were Jews at the time). I remember sitting with about 5 Jewesses, Fidge and I and somehow the discussion changed to who these Jewesses would rather be with, me or Fidge and they all picked Fidge (shot me down like a donkey and gladly so). Anywhere else it would’ve been the opposite because they didn’t know Fidge was a TV star. Anyone that knew Fidge or went to his house would see how the Fidges’ lived. The place was a living craphole, the father left Fidge’s mother with a slew of kids behind (she never cleaned a thing in all the time I knew her and had thighs the size of Elliot Gould). The father simply lost total control of his family through the mother and Jew Hollywood. Soon their only source of income came through Fidge’s commercials. His commercials were paying the family mortgage and good times turned to severely hard times now under the complete control of the Jewish way of life (which I remember every minute of). His arguments didn’t hold up anymore and he started to slowly realize his father and his mother were from different worlds. His mind was caught between right and wrong from one spectrum to the other. All he could do was defend his mothers ideologies, but he could clearly see that my house was not a pig sty like his, my parents stayed together, what he thought was right because it was popular did not hold water anymore. He was short circuiting right in front of my eyes and his chariot wheels were being torn apart right out from under him and not due to me.
Ben Hur as you know was fiction (a completely Jewish production with Jew musicians, Jew actors, etc, including the 1925 production). The writer didn’t even believe in Christianity. It is a total fabrication with some truth thrown in to sucker you in. Cropsey, the movie was real. The hospital that housed these psychotic people had a sister branch not far from where I lived (and Fidge). We made fun of this mental institution that had an out patient ward within walking distance. Many of these patients should never have been let out on the street. Fortunately they were always easy to spot. As kids we used to joke around with these people (terrible stuff), but we were kids and didn’t know any better. Never in my wildest dreams did I think one of us would ever end up in that very same hospital.
Watch the movie Cropsey and you will see the hidden Jewish theme. You’ll have to see for yourselves. It’s like “Capturing the Friedman’s” in a way. It’s jews telling a truthful story, but leaving out the truth of who did the crime.
Nobody can ever tell me there are no racial defects when Jews mix with non Jews because I saw it happen with his entire family, several other families and full blown Jew families (whatever that is). There is without a doubt a mental demon ensconced into Jews especially when they mix in with pure Christian Whites and it’s obviously not just inbreeding. It is a bomb waiting to go off at any time and anything can happen and I mean anything. The bottom line is they are incapable of living with truth, they must live in their fantasy world of cartoons, Hollywood, porn, child molestation etc. The Cain side of their brain must kill Abel. Abel never wins this battle from what I’ve seen and what is written. To overcome means to stand the tests of time. There is nothing you can do to save people who are at war with themselves and truth. You can only save your own.