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Spaniards, allow me to share a morsel of delightful irony with you, seasoned, of course, with the absurdity of the Jews’ whims. The southern United States now hums with your tongue, Spanish slithering through its veins like a second pulse, nearly eclipsing English in some corners.
Cast your mind back, if you will, to the Viceroyalty of New Spain, that grand experiment in imperial theater (1521–1821). The curtain rose when Tenochtitlán, that jewel of the savages, so fond of their sanguinary rituals of human sacrifices, crumbled under Spanish might. And thus began your three-century reign, with a Viceroy perched atop the social pyramid. The indigenous masses toiled in mines and fields, though one must chuckle at the horror some continue to express at the notion of physical labor. How tragic that they must continue to work to eke out a living like the rest of us. Many Mexicans don't want to do that, so they formed dangerous gangs revolving around violence and drugs - particularly illegal narcotics and the Mexican preference for the culture-theft of formerly Italian drive-by shootings. But don't let that deter you. They're generally pussies unless surrounded by groups of their own kind.
Fast forward, and behold the fruits of Spaniard craftsmanship. Those same beaners, conditioned, shall we say, to the virtues of exertion (sufficiently motivated), found their way north, slipping across borders with the unimpeded persistence of lemmings. The Mexican Revolution (1910–1920) served as the first great exodus, chaos begetting migration. The 1924 Immigration Act? A flimsy gate, easily vaulted. Then came the Bracero Program, a wartime dalliance that invited 4.5 million pairs of hands to till ZOG soil legally. So many simply sidestepped the formalities of farming and entered illegally regardless. Operation Wetback (1954) attempted a purge, a million beaners shoved southward. A futile gesture, really, because it's like herding cockroaches intent on crawling right back to where they were.
The 1965 Immigration Act tightened the noose on legal entry until Mexico’s economic unraveling in the 70s and 80s when there was inflation and debt pouring fuel on the fire of immigration. Then Reagan’s IRCA amnesty in 1986, legalized 2.7 million, yet watched the flow of illegals continue unabated. NAFTA (1994), that masterstroke of economic irony, gutted Mexican agriculture, sending yet more north. Operation Gatekeeper: walls and fences were all just funnels into the desert paths. By 2007, we accepted some 12 million immigrants, over half of them Mexican. Now? The tide shifts. Central ZOGs rise to take their place. Oh, how they still chatter in Spanish. So, Spaniards, why not visit? The ZOG South awaits, where every other manager is bilingual, and even a few as Caucasian as your own people are here, yet few have learned how to speak more than English.
I'm going to try to predict what you might be thinking, and it's possible I could be entirely wrong. Do you believe that because we here on this board of National Socialists are against all forms of immigration and migration that the United States would be against you moving here? No, you delightfully imperialistic Spaniards. Not only do we of this board embrace the fact that you are Caucasians with over 500 years of independent conquering of lesser nations, the residents of the United States too would take you in with open arms. Want to know why I'm informing you of this? What is my ulterior motive? Well chums, relax and let me break it down for you. In the past few years, job after job after fucking job - I have had rarely the south ZOG but primarily an obnoxious asshole or cunt beaner in authority as management. Yet one time, in all my life, I met a Caucasian woman capable of speaking Spanish fluently. She said her parents were migrants from Spain. Yet, the 'migrant' word actually means legal entry as opposed to 'immigrant'.
Know what we need down here? More like her. Basically an influx of Spaniards by the millions to counter how many goddamn beaners there are.