On Mar 14, 6:56*pm, Sqwertz > wrote:
> Jonathan Kamens <Jonathan Kamens >>
> wrote:
>
> >http://www.snopes.com/racial/business/kosher.asp
>
> > "Claim: Certain symbols displayed on the packaging of a variety of
> > grocery items signify that their manufacturers have paid a secrete tax
> > to the Jews.
>
> > "Status: False."
>
> I prefer to call it extortion, but it's all in the name of God
> so it must be OK.
>
> Extortion is what it is.
>

That's what it is: pure extortion at gun point!

I wanted to buy canned peas the other day. Because I am diabetic, I
don't want sugar in them. But every can in the store had sugar in it.
And I had to pay extra for that sugar!

And whose fault is it? Jews, those damn Jews! I bet sugar is kosher
(even though most labels don't say so) and some rabbi has made
$trillions of dollars charging me for the sugar in my peas.

No, wait! I just found a can with no sugar in it. But it says:
"Kosher". No, I will not buy it. I prefer to die from eating sugared
non-Kosher peas than to pay $trillions to the extortionist rabbis for
my peas. And so do all other sweet pea-brained judophobes at
psychiatric hospitals all over the world.

P.S. Good news. I ended up eating those sugar-free peas after all:
some extortionist rabbi just came to my house and forced me to eat
them at gun point. I am gonna live! Le Chaim!

BTW, "Diabetes" - isn't that a Jewish name? I know "Sugar" is. Short
for Sugarman-Zuckerman. What disgusting bitter names Jews have!
"Mandelbaum" is the worst. When I heard, I stopped eating almonds.
Now I eat only pea-nuts (and those tiny peas have even tinier nuts!)
and only at gun-point. Even bought myself a gun and a microscope. They
help me eat peanuts, gratify myself, and defend us (yes, I am not
alone: I live with some friendly aryan tapeworms and several alter
egos, some openly suffering from paranoia, some - too afraid to admit)
from the ZOG, usually contemporaneously. My shrink liked the idea too.
A nice guy. A real German Aryan name. Siegmund Freud. Discovered
peanut envy in one of my less-endowed alter egos. Sieg, heil! What
freud!