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“But something is happening And ya don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?” – Audio by Jack Heart, Commentary Supplied by An American & Song by Bob Dylan

“But something is happening And ya don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?” – Audio by Jack Heart, Commentary Supplied by An American & Song by Bob Dylan

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 An Australian reports from the slammer. Fascinating! -An American“I spoke to a Nigger today.Tuesday 23rd September 2025I have little to update about my current situation. I have spent 3 weeks now in solitary confinement and have been enjoying reading my books. I am currently reading about the beginnings of Australian colonisation and the early Governors of New South Wales.I was reading about the Macarthur and Johnston coup on William Bligh, when I was interrupted and offered my daily one hour run out in the 5m x 5m outdoor cell.Immediately in the cell next to me over a 4m concrete wall, an obnoxious sounding animal started screaming that he was “black Jesus.” Normally I ignore niggers, but I thought to entertain this one.I asked about his life and what brought him to Australia. He said his dad used to be Vice President of Sudan and was quite rich, that he went to a private boarding school in England and then moved to Australia with his mother.I asked about his crimes and why he was in the punishment unit. He stated that he has been using meth and committing serious crimes since he was 16. He said he loves drugs and the adrenaline of committing crime. For the past 7 years he has been in and out of prison and when he’s lucky- psych wards, every year since 16.He’s in his early 20s and already has 6 children, he tells me he wants to have around 30 children. I have only met 3 in prison; one had 13 children, one had 11 children, and this one had 6 with another 20 on the way. All 3 in their early 20s.I asked him why he wants 30 children, he replied; “So that there is more of me.”I asked him why he had been to psych wards, he replied;“When you get lucky they don’t send you to prison, they send you to the psych ward and you just get to watch YouTube and talk to the nurses all day. So now I have schizophrenia, it helps with sentencing, the judge is more likely to put you back into the community.”So when you hear on the news about some African rapist on the loose, running through people’s homes with machetes, remember that it is one of these creatures.People always complain to me about the use of the word ‘Nigger’. Our civilisation is being pillaged by literal apes who are nothing more than a biological terrorism on our soil, and weaklings are afraid of mean words.Every one of those things you see in Australia, your grandchildren will have to see probably 100. Every one of them that is a rapist and home invader, your grandchildren will have to deal with 100 rapist home invaders.Any white man whose main priority is anything but seizing power in this country and deporting this filth of the third world, deserves nothing but contempt, humiliation, and exile from our future nation.Priorities!Hail AustraliaThomas Sewell”Ballad of a Thin Man by Bob DylanYou walk into the roomWith your pencil in your handYou see somebody naked and youYou say, “Who is that man?”You try so hard, but you don’t understandJust what you will say when you get homeBecause something is happening hereBut you don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?You raise up your headAnd you ask, “Is this where it is?”And somebody points to you and says, “It’s his”And you say, “What’s mine?”And somebody else says, “Well, what is?”And you say, “Oh, my God, am I here all alone?”But something is happeningAnd ya don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?You hand in your ticketAnd you go watch the geekWho immediately walks up to youWhen he hears you speakAnd says, “How does it feel to be such a freak?”And you say, “Impossible,” as he hands you a boneAnd something is happening hereBut you don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?You have many contacts among the lumberjacksTo get you facts when someone attacks your imaginationBut nobody has any respectAnyway, they already expect youTo all give a check to tax-deductible charity organizationsAh, you’ve been with the professorsAnd they’ve all liked your looksWith great lawyers, you have discussed lepers and crooksYou’ve been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s booksYou’re very well read, it’s well knownBut something is happening hereAnd ya don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to youAnd then he kneelsHe crosses himself and then he clicks his high heelsAnd without further notice, he asks you how it feelsAnd he says, “Here is your throat back, thanks for the loan”And you know something is happeningBut you don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?Now, you see this one-eyed midgetShouting the word “now”And you say, “For what reason?”And he says, “How?”And you say, “What does this mean?”And he screams back, “You’re a cowGive me some milk or else go home”And you know something’s happeningBut you don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?Well, you walk into the roomLike a camel and then you frownYou put your eyes in your pocketAnd your nose on the groundThere oughta...
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