I know, I know, the phrase is usually "a woman's work is never done".
It refers to the repetitious nature of traditional women's work done in the home .
Woman know well its endless cycle of cleaning house, shopping, cooking, cleaning up dishes, washing clothes, washing children and ironing hubbie's clothes ---- on and on.
And then start it all over again the next day ---- and for all the days, weeks, months, years and decades after that.
Futile --- like trying to sweep back the ocean.
But the Nazi men self-selected for themselves the sort of work normally reserved for women in a very real sense when they took on the task of keeping both 'the home' of Germans and the German Volk 'family' 100% pure and 100% clean --- free from any sort of human 'germs'.
And it would have been a task that would never ever have stopped, even if Nazis had won the war and they had killed off all the world's Jews.
A new bogeyman would have been invented, to blame, to fear and to seek out and kill.
Meanwhile even if the Aktion T4 had killed all the defectives and even if the concentration camp system had killed off the 'politicals' and the 'asocials', each new generation would just breed some more, to be once again hunted down and killed.
And smelling out all the mixed babies created by illicit sex in dark corners, between Germans and forbidden races and ethnicities - between dark haired pure Germans and impure blonde Poles - oh don't get me started on that one says Himmler.
As G&S once sang, a compulsive obsessive mass murderer's lot is not a happy one.....
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
What if God was a blob like none of us, just a smear upon a subway wall...or tenement hall ?
WWII as "dirty" penicillin vs ethnic "cleansing" and racial "purity"
What if Jesus came back - during WWII - and no one even noticed ?
But no, not this time as a simple carpenter's helper, slouching into town as 'a dolt on a colt'.
Because humble as that act was, it didn't really curb human hubris for very long.
No, this time, to really rub some salt of humility into the open wound of overweening hubris, He comes back as a blob.
Just a smear on a subway wall, or tenement hall, HP Lovecraft's moldy smelly slimy smear relentlessly spreading all over your favourite pair of boots, in some dark dank closet.
Penicillin "J", only now, coming out of the closet, to offer hope in a time of horror.
Tiny hyssop, in a time of giant Cedars ...
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