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The aryan man is superior culturally, they are the founders of civilization Sieg Heil
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<blockquote data-quote="Naofumi" data-source="post: 47443" data-attributes="member: 39"><p>class and position, environment and tradition, they take any service that</p><p>opens its doors to them-accepting any work that comes their way, and</p><p>filled more and more with the idea that honest work never disgraced</p><p>anyone, no matter what it may be. And so I was resolved to leap into this</p><p>new world with both feet, fighting my way ahead.</p><p>I soon found out that some kind of work was always available. But I</p><p>also learned that it could just as quickly and easily be lost.</p><p>The uncertainty of earning my daily livelihood soon became the darkest</p><p>feature of this new life.</p><p>The skilled worker was not so frequently thrown into the streets as the</p><p>unskilled worker; yet the former was by no means protected against the</p><p>same fate. Though he may not have to face unemployment due to a lack of</p><p>demand, the lock-out and the strike had the same effect.</p><p>Here the element of insecurity in earning one's daily bread was the</p><p>bitterest aspect of the whole social-economic system itself.</p><p>The country boy who migrates to the big city is attracted by what has</p><p>been described as easy work-which it may actually be-and fewer working</p><p>hours. He is especially dazzled by the glimmer of the big cities. Accustomed</p><p>to earning a steady wage, he has been taught not to quit his former job until</p><p>a new one is at least in sight. As there is a great scarcity of agricultural labor,</p><p>the chance of long unemployment in the country is very small.</p><p>It's a mistake to presume that the boy who leaves the countryside for</p><p>the city is less solid than those who stay at home to work on the land. On</p><p>the contrary, experience shows that those who are healthier and more</p><p>vigorous emigrate, and not the reverse. Among these people, I include not</p><p>merely those who emigrate to America, but also the young rural farmhand</p><p>who leaves his native village and migrates to the big city, where he will be</p><p>a stranger. He is ready to take the risk of an uncertain fate. Typically he</p><p>comes to town with little money in his pocket. For the first few days, he is</p><p>not discouraged if he's not lucky enough to find work. But ifhe finds a job</p><p>and then soon loses it, the situation is much worse. To find new work,</p><p>especially in winter, is often difficult and indeed sometimes impossible.</p><p>2.6 FATE OF THE WORKER</p><p>For the first few weeks, life is still bearable. He receives his</p><p>unemployment money from his trade union and thus is able to carry on.</p><p>But when the last of his own money is gone and his union stops paying due</p><p>6 3</p><p>MEIN KAMPF</p><p>to prolonged unemployment, then comes the real distress. He now walks</p><p>the streets, hungry. Often he pawns or sells the last of his belongings. His</p><p>clothes become shabby. And with the increasing poverty of his outward</p><p>appearance, he descends to a lower social level-mixing with a class of</p><p>people that poison his mind, in addition to his physical suffering. He then</p><p>has nowhere to sleep, and if that happens in winter-which is very often</p><p>the case-he is in dire straits. Finally he gets work. But the old story repeats</p><p>itself. For a second time, the same thing happens. Then a third time-by</p><p>now, probably much worse. Little by little, he becomes indifferent to this</p><p>permanent insecurity. Finally he gets used to the repetition.</p><p>Thus even a man who is normally hard-working grows careless in his</p><p>whole attitude towards life. Gradually he becomes a tool in the hands of</p><p>unscrupulous people, who exploit him for the sake of their own advantage.</p><p>He has been so frequently unemployed, through no fault of his own, that</p><p>he now doesn't care if the strike in which he joins is for securing his</p><p>economic rights, or aimed at the destruction of the State, the social order,</p><p>or even culture in general. He dislikes going on strike, yet he joins it</p><p>anyway, out of sheer indifference.</p><p>I saw this process occur before my eyes thousands of times. And the</p><p>longer I observed it, the more I came to hate that mammoth city that</p><p>greedily attracts men to its heart, in order to mercilessly crush them in the</p><p>end.</p><p>When they arrived, they still belonged to their own people; if they</p><p>stayed, that tie was broken.</p><p>I, too, was so thrown about by life in the metropolis that I experienced</p><p>the workings of this fate myself, and felt its effects on my own soul. One</p><p>thing stood out clearly before my eyes: It was the sudden changes from</p><p>work to idleness, and vice versa, that mattered. The constant fluctuations</p><p>in earnings and spending finally destroyed the sense of thrift for many</p><p>people, and also the habit of controlling spending in an intelligent way.</p><p>One's body gradually adapts to eating well in good times and going hungry</p><p>in bad.</p><p>Indeed, hunger destroys one's sense ofnormal spending in good times,</p><p>when one is again employed. The reason for this is that the suffering that</p><p>the unemployed worker has to</p><p>endure must be psychologically</p><p>compensated for by a persistent mental mirage in which he imagines</p><p>himself eating well once again. And this dream turns into such an obsession</p><p>that it becomes a morbid impulse to toss off all self-restraint when work</p><p>and wages come again. Therefore, the moment new work is found, he loses</p><p>64</p><p>CHAPTER 2</p><p>control and begins spending like there's no tomorrow. This upsets even the</p><p>small weekly budget, because spending becomes irrational. When such a</p><p>thing first happens, earnings will last for perhaps five days instead of seven.</p><p>Later on, they last for only three days. If the habit persists, earnings will</p><p>last for scarcely a day. And finally they will disappear in a night.</p><p>Often there are wife and children at home. And in many cases, it</p><p>happens that they, too, are affected by such a way of life-especially if the</p><p>husband is good to them and wants to do the best he can for them, and loves</p><p>them in his own way. Then the week's earnings are spent within two or</p><p>three days. The family eats and drinks together as long as the money lasts,</p><p>but at the end of the week they go hungry. Then the wife wanders around</p><p>the neighborhood, borrows a little, and runs up small debts with the</p><p>shopkeepers in an effort to reach the end of the week. Their midday meal</p><p>is meager, and often nonexistent. They wait for the coming payday, talking</p><p>and making plans; and while they are hungry, they dream of the happiness</p><p>to come.</p><p>And so the little children become acquainted with misery early in their</p><p>lives.</p><p>But the evil culminates when the husband goes his own way from the</p><p>beginning and the wife protests, simply out of love for the children. Then</p><p>there are quarrels and bad feelings. The husband starts to drink, and</p><p>becomes estranged from his wife. He now gets drunk every Saturday.</p><p>Fighting for her own existence and that of the children, the wife nags him,</p><p>from factory to tavern, in order to get a few pennies from him on payday.</p><p>Then when he finally comes home-maybe on Sunday or even Monday,</p><p>having spent his last cent-pathetic scenes follow, ones that cry out for</p><p>God's mercy.</p><p>I have actually experienced this hundreds of times. At first I was</p><p>disgusted and indignant. Later, I came to recognize the whole tragedy of</p><p>their misfortune, and to understand the profound causes of it. They were</p><p>the unhappy victims of bad conditions.</p><p>Housing conditions were very bad at that time. Viennese manual</p><p>laborers lived in appalling misery. Even today, I shudder to think of the</p><p>miserable dens in which people lived, the night shelters and the slums, and</p><p>all the sordid scenes of garbage, repulsive filth, and worse.</p><p>Just imagine what will happen one day, when masses of freed slaves</p><p>come forth from these dens of misery, swooping down on their</p><p>unsuspecting fellow men!</p><p>For this other world is indeed unsuspecting.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Naofumi, post: 47443, member: 39"] class and position, environment and tradition, they take any service that opens its doors to them-accepting any work that comes their way, and filled more and more with the idea that honest work never disgraced anyone, no matter what it may be. And so I was resolved to leap into this new world with both feet, fighting my way ahead. I soon found out that some kind of work was always available. But I also learned that it could just as quickly and easily be lost. The uncertainty of earning my daily livelihood soon became the darkest feature of this new life. The skilled worker was not so frequently thrown into the streets as the unskilled worker; yet the former was by no means protected against the same fate. Though he may not have to face unemployment due to a lack of demand, the lock-out and the strike had the same effect. Here the element of insecurity in earning one's daily bread was the bitterest aspect of the whole social-economic system itself. The country boy who migrates to the big city is attracted by what has been described as easy work-which it may actually be-and fewer working hours. He is especially dazzled by the glimmer of the big cities. Accustomed to earning a steady wage, he has been taught not to quit his former job until a new one is at least in sight. As there is a great scarcity of agricultural labor, the chance of long unemployment in the country is very small. It's a mistake to presume that the boy who leaves the countryside for the city is less solid than those who stay at home to work on the land. On the contrary, experience shows that those who are healthier and more vigorous emigrate, and not the reverse. Among these people, I include not merely those who emigrate to America, but also the young rural farmhand who leaves his native village and migrates to the big city, where he will be a stranger. He is ready to take the risk of an uncertain fate. Typically he comes to town with little money in his pocket. For the first few days, he is not discouraged if he's not lucky enough to find work. But ifhe finds a job and then soon loses it, the situation is much worse. To find new work, especially in winter, is often difficult and indeed sometimes impossible. 2.6 FATE OF THE WORKER For the first few weeks, life is still bearable. He receives his unemployment money from his trade union and thus is able to carry on. But when the last of his own money is gone and his union stops paying due 6 3 MEIN KAMPF to prolonged unemployment, then comes the real distress. He now walks the streets, hungry. Often he pawns or sells the last of his belongings. His clothes become shabby. And with the increasing poverty of his outward appearance, he descends to a lower social level-mixing with a class of people that poison his mind, in addition to his physical suffering. He then has nowhere to sleep, and if that happens in winter-which is very often the case-he is in dire straits. Finally he gets work. But the old story repeats itself. For a second time, the same thing happens. Then a third time-by now, probably much worse. Little by little, he becomes indifferent to this permanent insecurity. Finally he gets used to the repetition. Thus even a man who is normally hard-working grows careless in his whole attitude towards life. Gradually he becomes a tool in the hands of unscrupulous people, who exploit him for the sake of their own advantage. He has been so frequently unemployed, through no fault of his own, that he now doesn't care if the strike in which he joins is for securing his economic rights, or aimed at the destruction of the State, the social order, or even culture in general. He dislikes going on strike, yet he joins it anyway, out of sheer indifference. I saw this process occur before my eyes thousands of times. And the longer I observed it, the more I came to hate that mammoth city that greedily attracts men to its heart, in order to mercilessly crush them in the end. When they arrived, they still belonged to their own people; if they stayed, that tie was broken. I, too, was so thrown about by life in the metropolis that I experienced the workings of this fate myself, and felt its effects on my own soul. One thing stood out clearly before my eyes: It was the sudden changes from work to idleness, and vice versa, that mattered. The constant fluctuations in earnings and spending finally destroyed the sense of thrift for many people, and also the habit of controlling spending in an intelligent way. One's body gradually adapts to eating well in good times and going hungry in bad. Indeed, hunger destroys one's sense ofnormal spending in good times, when one is again employed. The reason for this is that the suffering that the unemployed worker has to endure must be psychologically compensated for by a persistent mental mirage in which he imagines himself eating well once again. And this dream turns into such an obsession that it becomes a morbid impulse to toss off all self-restraint when work and wages come again. Therefore, the moment new work is found, he loses 64 CHAPTER 2 control and begins spending like there's no tomorrow. This upsets even the small weekly budget, because spending becomes irrational. When such a thing first happens, earnings will last for perhaps five days instead of seven. Later on, they last for only three days. If the habit persists, earnings will last for scarcely a day. And finally they will disappear in a night. Often there are wife and children at home. And in many cases, it happens that they, too, are affected by such a way of life-especially if the husband is good to them and wants to do the best he can for them, and loves them in his own way. Then the week's earnings are spent within two or three days. The family eats and drinks together as long as the money lasts, but at the end of the week they go hungry. Then the wife wanders around the neighborhood, borrows a little, and runs up small debts with the shopkeepers in an effort to reach the end of the week. Their midday meal is meager, and often nonexistent. They wait for the coming payday, talking and making plans; and while they are hungry, they dream of the happiness to come. And so the little children become acquainted with misery early in their lives. But the evil culminates when the husband goes his own way from the beginning and the wife protests, simply out of love for the children. Then there are quarrels and bad feelings. The husband starts to drink, and becomes estranged from his wife. He now gets drunk every Saturday. Fighting for her own existence and that of the children, the wife nags him, from factory to tavern, in order to get a few pennies from him on payday. Then when he finally comes home-maybe on Sunday or even Monday, having spent his last cent-pathetic scenes follow, ones that cry out for God's mercy. I have actually experienced this hundreds of times. At first I was disgusted and indignant. Later, I came to recognize the whole tragedy of their misfortune, and to understand the profound causes of it. They were the unhappy victims of bad conditions. Housing conditions were very bad at that time. Viennese manual laborers lived in appalling misery. Even today, I shudder to think of the miserable dens in which people lived, the night shelters and the slums, and all the sordid scenes of garbage, repulsive filth, and worse. Just imagine what will happen one day, when masses of freed slaves come forth from these dens of misery, swooping down on their unsuspecting fellow men! For this other world is indeed unsuspecting. [/QUOTE]
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