I crusaded for Poland since I found my Polish ancestry in the year 2000. Up until then, I loved everyone, Blacks, Jews, Mexicans, even other Whites, more than myself. One can’t love another, until one loves themself in a humble way. (See YouTube below on “Poland: The New Germany”) I still love the other Whites. God made all of us, but it’s up to Him to take care of them, not me.
Although I paid homage, and rightfully so, to the other European ethnicities, after I found my “Whiteness,” I found my Polishness. I sewed and designed a costume and danced in my first Chicago Polish parade. I was 53. I had to leave behind the Dumb Polak jokes Jews inflicted on me. When I arrived at the head of the parade, there were four Polish men dressed in costumes with capes and fur headpieces, (Knights of Columbus) and riding horses. They carried a wide banner, “Polish Pride!” I nearly dropped to my knees. I had no pride. I was the lowest creature on earth. It was that depth I had overcome to the heights of appreciation for who I am. When I danced along Lake Michigan, I turned toward the grandstand with all the Polish dignitaries and curtsied to pay my late respect. Although in high school, I only attended Lil’ Wally, the Polka King’s dances.
I took Polish music to the karaoke stages both in Chicago’s “Taste of Polonia” (Poland) and Vegas, where it was vigorously accepted. I wrote about my ancestry and the Jews incessantly. 50,000 pages, 200 books, 10 encyclopedias. The inspiration was fast and furious. It wasn’t a surprise when the Jew News and Obama advertised drug and arms dealing with “Fast and Furious,” to copy my words.
Even Mitt Romney stopped at Poland in 2012 when he ran for president. He asked, “How did the lowest economy achieve #1. He put a wreath by the Polish Unknown Soldier. Only now, can we possible realize what that soldier represented. Not World War II, but 1,000 years under Jewish banking slavery!
You can see by this chart, the meteoric rise Poland made from 2000-until today. In 2004, I was going to move to Poland. My nephew, who moved back to Gdynia, said not to: Polish Poverty. He also said, Polish schools, as the video below, are high achievers. He was a straight A student in Chicago. To get his Ph.D., he finished in Poland. Their schools are twice as tough. I met a Polish man in Vegas at the computer fair. One must highly qualify to attend. I asked him if he thought of moving to America. He said, “No. Poland has 350 qualifying people for the convention. America, 4.”
Compare in the chart: Poland 2000 to 2015.
In Las Vegas, my Polish Dancing Lady Costume