Tuesday, April 17, 2012
The Knight of Norway
With European Knight, Andrew Breivik being allotted 5 days of testimony in the kangaroo Norwegian courts which have polluted the jury pool in first saying he is "insane" and then not "insane" to impugn his defense and to hazard his person to a "in house assassination", instead of doping his mind on narcotics to control him, this blog in Shakespearean fashion submits the first audition of Hamlet Breivik for his stage in Norway.
Obviously this would be this blog's big break in show business, as this girl is no casting couch boy toy for gay males, and instead presents this audition to Mr. Breivik, to be hired to compose his 5 day play, all paid by the Norwegian justice system.
Of course the fee would be 1 million dollars plus a Nobel type medal as Mr. Obama is not going to be paid more than this girl, as he did nothing.
Raise Curtain.
*The shadow light on the witness stand reveals, Knight Breivik in his uniform, with head down, as he slowly raises his head, scans the court room in disdain and then his eyes are cast upon the jury.......
Judge me not lest you be judged!
Choose this day whether you be those who stood with Queen Isabella in driving out the Muslims or choose this day the role of the collaborator who enabled the Bolshevik lords in raping German women from children to grandmothers by the millions as Stalin divided the land.
On this twilight of the European eve, is this person you see, your rising or your setting sun?
Sons and daughters of Europe behold and look, or has your vision been so shrouded by the dungeon you have been placed in, that you can not perceive light, when illumination pierces the leaden clouds you are entombed in?
Judge me not by the corrupt chains of mandates which enslave your minds to condemn fighting back for Europe, for Norway, for you as a criminal act, and not of noble war, as the real murderers of Europe in all her heritage stalk silently in aborting the European children of tomorrow and in same slashing knife attempt to castrate all fathers, brothers and soldiery knights in bringing forth a new generation to inherit the lands our Viking peoples have secured for us to this time.
This is the reality not this contemptible court's reality. Do not sit there deceived as the French were in burning Jehanne du Arc at the stake for the English occupiers in her liberation of France to be betrayed by the treachery of her own people. Do not burn me at this stake, as you are used as cordwood in that jury box for this pyre, to turn to ashes the Norwegian right for every European, that Europe is for Europeans and not the caste of master and serf.
Those who create this lynching of a Norwegian son, those who imprison me in chains and shackle you here today in and out of court with draconian laws which favor foreigners and not Europeans, will bring up the dead of the opening salvo of this fight for European life, but will not have you question the dead in do you mourn for the dead Nazi, the dead Hitler? For these dead presented here, are the same National Socialists. The same invaders and betrayers of Europe who trod on these sacred soils here in Norway. The same Nazi the world fought against. The same Nazi in power in government hating you as Norwegians and Europeans while favoring the invading horde. The same Nazi upon their sea walled island they played upon in condescending mock, keeping you out, while in luxury they decided your lives like livestock for their table cut by Muslim knife.
Yes they prosecute Norway for these dead, but I testify here for the living who seek to restore to Norway from these bonds in wars which are celebrated as Viking as Norwegian in medals and honor in our heritage fought for in previous days. These dead are the enemy of Norway and the enemy seeks to make me a grave in the prison walls with you my jury as my shroud of Norway dead.
Norway dead. You dead. Your children dead. I chose to fight for Norway, for you, for your children and not allow the satanic wallow muddy our breaths in the mire of a grave already enclosing about our heads.
Judge yourselves and not me. Would you hang Eric the Red and his son, Leif Ericson? Would you draw and quarter William the Conqueror? The Viking Norwegian is responsible for civilizing the western world by the sword and the maul.
Where would France be without the Norman? Where would England be without the Viking? For that matter the savages of Greenland, Iceland or America be without the Norwegian explorer and settler?
You judge yourself, personally in this for Norway, for Norway and Europe is in your power to set free or exterminate in me. Know that North America in Runestones marking the Norwegian settlement in year 1000 AD in research by Barry Hanson reveals tens of thousands of our kindred having settled in America before Columbus discovered her.
Yet in hard times, all that remained when the Americans of Lewis and Clarke arrived in what is North Dakota was only a blonde Indian called the Mandan, a mixed race of Norwegian and indigenous peoples with genocide aimed at them from the surrounding savages and finally wiped out by disease.
Look to your past my judges, for this day, you have before you the reality of year 1000 AD. Will you destroy Norway and Norwegians, yourselves, myself, so that in a few generations your grandchildren will all be Muslim savages of the raped survivors, who in enclaves will be winnowed under the crescent of the imported hordes and this court room will be but a rune to the grave of Norway, you exterminated when there was yet time to save your children.
Will you sentence me to a prison of poisons for my brain to control Norwegian thoughts or will you send me to a prison where a shank awaits me to murder me. What silence will you treat me to in this counter offensive upon my person, as you are utilized as assassin's to the same Marxist feudal lords who rule the Muslim hordes in this war against Europeans.
Yes those in power in plundering Europe, they hire their murdering of nations done by the Muslim from Tel Aviv, to Tripoli, to Oslo, and when the natives fight back, they are then on trials as I am before you this day. Cage Mubarak, drag Khadaffi through the street, missile the Jew and murder Anders Breivik behind closed doors as the masters hand out Nobel medals to Barack Obama for carrying out all of the above in National Socialism trained Marxism.
When will each of your day come, when you are an enemy of the state, when you decide the rape and murder of your life is a crime, but you are judged the criminal?
Are we not all now in Kvernen som maler på havsens bunn? Is not this the time when the rich brothers who have bought our nations and promised us on St. John's Day something for our poor tables if we will do a favor for them in all our labor?
Did not we naively trust our masters would be kind and would treat us in Christian virtue as we treated others?
Did not though our betrayal begin when our brothers became masters and sent us to the Dead Man's Hall of hell on a quest for the salt they lusted after?
Is not our journey a long one, in meeting clever old men promising us along on our crusade to hell to find a salt grinder, that they will show us how to fulfill our debts to our masters, as we just obey their orders as they sit upon benches judging us?
Did not each of us venture into hell in our poverty, and upon trading our food for some masters toy to grind more salt, find ourselves on a ship homeward bound with nothing of ourselves left, and a the master of the ship stealing our grinders and in lust they began grinding salt, filling the boat to it's sinking, and that salt grinder now grinds at the bottom of our seas filling us with an ocean of a nation becoming unfit for Norwegians to survive?
Are we not all in this sinking boat together my judges. Is not the grinder destroying us and the salt of invaders ruining the pristine waters of our people?
Salt is good in the shaker, but what happens when the mound crushes us under tonnes of weight? It is the burden upon you this day, as each grain seems as little in how the enemy of Norway grinds us into submission, but then the day arrives that it is that grain which crushes each of us in the scorched earth of caustic forms not preserving Norway or flavoring her, but making her a dead sea.
God only has right to Sodom and Gomorrah judgments. Not those who would usurp Him and not those who have us engaged in this destruction of Norway this day, surpassing the crimes against humanity of the Nazi and Bolshevik.
I could in this, plead for the lives of all Norwegians this trial and bond you to an entire day of long speeches as the propagandists conditioning all our minds do outside this court, but as is my right, I dismiss this court this day on the judges good honor to set you free to ponder as Norwegians and not in the bondage of this court.
You today are free and set so by me. I though today am imprisoned and not free, for defending Norway for you. As you walk in the sunshine and breathe that fresh air, think of me and the opening testimony I have honestly given you. Know that it is in your power to set me free and that I would never harm you, for you are not in the National Socialist seats of power or hidden away playing in retreats you are banned from, as you are left to deal with the foreigners preying upon each of us.
Why is the sea salt? Why am I in prison when the real criminals endangering you are setting you as my executioners so they remain free to murder all Norwegians?
Why is the sea salt? Remember that in your freedom I set you upon this day while you have left me here.
End of soliloquy. To Andrew Breiviks's legal team, the Shakespearean other installments will follow upon contact, contract and installment payments of 5 each. Is a world stage, and this requires a world class script to have this all remembered by.
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