Cobbinator Takes a Round from Morser Karl
So I get this call saying “this is Craig Cobb, I’m staying in a homeless shelter…I heard you on the Hal Turner Radio show a few years ago and I hitch hiked down here to meet you.” The guy says he’s white and been a long time patriot – so I pick him up and feed him and find him a place to stay. Though his afro and moronic ramblings suggested I do otherwise, I took Cobb at his word and brought him on a painting job (where he excelled in the task of creeping people out). Within two weeks Craig Cobb had a $1000 in his pocket, a job, a place to live, a new laptop, signed up to collect SSI, $248 a month in Obongo stamps and friends he could never make on his own. I tried to take Craig Cobb to a doctor for his dislocated hip, cooked meals for him and cleaned up after him, apologized to others on his behalf for all the stupid crap that would come from his mouth and gave him a bicycle for the times I couldn’t run him around town myself–all because he saying he’s a member of my racial family and the lawful are their brother’s keeper.
Three weeks after meeting Cobb I ran across some of his “literature” on the internet. It was some of the most Christ-hating Talmudic babble I think I’d ever read. That evening I calmly explained to him that “there is a book calling itself ‘The Word of God’ already in existence” and “for you to be a successful atheist you must prove that this book is in error!” I told him we are the only people on the Earth who have had a perfect man of our Race come amongst us (which explains why we the world hates us) and who promises us the preservation we so desperately need. The only people who have taken up this ideology called Christianity and we have made for ourselves wonderful lawful societies with these ideas - and there has never been a successful atheist society in our past and all of our pagan societies are an embarrassment to us. Like water off a duck’s back Cobb ignored any of my words (I always try to take it easy on non-believers – forced conversions only work until the whip is put away). Cobb preferred only try to lump the beliefs of Adolf Hitler, Pastor Butler and myself with Benny Hinn, Jimmy Swaggert and the Rev Al Sharpton. (Jews do this; “Guilt by association…you take an innocent person and put him right in the middle of a list of known thugs…”) A few days later Cobb agreed to help me get an email address on his new computer - I had asked for when I first met him. After several hours and two full pages of passwords, web addresses and encryption codes in which I could only access my account through his account I realized “the last thing this man will ever help me do is get an email address!” (A friend helped me a few days ago- it took about 10 minutes). I had the Cobbinator figured out. The pink “Barbie” cell phone always dangling around his scaly neck (Cobb was filming us), the meth-tard he brought over trying to get me to buy him some weed, his many uninvited and unwanted conversations about “killing Jews, queers and others.” Cobb was an agent for the ADL.
The next day I asked Cobb to help me remove some asbestos from a ceiling and replace it with fiberglass insulation. After much deliberation Cobb finally agreed (making a Jew work is worse than killing them if the story of the Holocaust is any lesson to us). On the third day of the job, just as the last of the fiberglass was being put into place I called to Cobb “c’mere a minute.” Krusty the Cobb slowly ambled over the ceiling joists on his knees and poked his mug thru the access in the ceiling – a wad of yellow fiberglass insulation matted in his Jew fro- and weakly asked “What is it!” “I know it was you who wrote that anonymous feature on the SPLC and Montana Human Rights website about the politician’s son who is part of our movement.” I replied. Cobb looked stunned; his trade-mark smirk was gone! The only motion in the ceiling came from the sweat dripping off his greasy hippie face. “That means adios, Pedro,” I said. Cobb slowly clambered out of the ceiling until he was halfway down then jumped from the ladder heading for the door as if the room was on fire. I stepped in front of him and said “I knew you were a turd-eating Hindu (not from the years you told me you spent in India, but) from your Talmudic sophistry!” Cobb looked in the faces of the other two skinheads in the room and realized anything but a quick exit would land him in the hospital or the cemetery and backed to the other exit of the room and ran for his life.
Cobb filed a restraining order on me – and it wasn’t because I always carry a razor sharp knife in my pocket or that I am never more than half a sentence away from a firearm or my rifle range scores in the Marine Corps (I’ve since improved). No, the reason Cobb filed a restraining order against me was he had done and was doing the things most men get their jaw broken over.
At the hearing Cobb’s wide-eyed ramblings brought chuckles from the bailiffs and the judge (including his most common drone “I gave Obama a ride in my cab in Hawaii when he was 19 and I was 27 – he said he wasn’t born in this country!”???). The only thing he said that was true was “Karl doesn’t have a driver’s license!” Cobb kept repeating this and finally the judge stopped him and said “we are well aware of the status of Mr. Gharst’ driver’s license.” (I had only a few months previous told this same judge in a packed courtroom “When the last illegal alien crosses our border headed home I’ll be the first one in line to get a driver’s license.) That brought Cobb to a halt and let me enter the conversation. I pointed out the Cobb was the intellectual author of the murders of Chicago judge Leftkow’s family and was the one who arranged the phone call from Benjamin Smith that set Matt Hale up for forty years in prison. Cobb blurted out “I never testified at Matt Hale’s trial, I was in Missouri!” Well, no one ever said he did testify at Hale’s trial. (Cobb had bragged to me during different conversations that he had known and talked to both of these men.) The ADL stooge who had bought $300 worth of powdered sugar (bogus meth) from the (mother and son) team of gypsies (off of Butler’s property) never testified at Pastor Butler’s civil trial, either. Like Cobb, he was conveniently unavailable in another state. (Cobb and fellow cryptic Edomite Alex Linder had a few conversations more recently with Kevin Harpham just before he placed a bomb at the 2011 MLK commie parade in Spokane.) I told Judge Ortley that Cobb was an agent provocateur for the ADL and “he would publish your address and engineer a crime against your family, just like he did Leftkow’s.” The judge dismissed the restraining order.
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