This blog has become quite the interesting place. It started with sports fans. Then political fans. Mixes of people and demographics. Fun! Fun! Fun!
Now, Nazis.
Weird.
The majority of people who have thus far commented on the latest Quaz are either members of the Nazi group or sympathizers. Which sorta sucks, considering I’m a Jewish guy who really detests their message.
But, along those lines, I’m also confused. I still don’t understand why the American Nazi Party even calls itself the American Nazi Party. They don’t hate all Jews, they don’t deny the Holocaust, they say they want a white nation—but seem to willingly acknowledge that it will never, ever, ever happen. They support gay rights and, perhaps only in the privacy of their own dens, root for LeBron James to dunk over Nick Collison.
Which leads me to this conclusion: The American Nazi Party calls itself the American Nazi Party because it’s, well, sorta pathetic. One can be anti-Semetic and anti-black and anti-Asian … without also adopting the friggin’ swastika as its symbol. Literally, the swastika represents one of the most evil men to ever walk to earth; a man who not only supported the death and annihilation of Jews (all Jews—not just the “greedy” ones the current Nazis seem to loathe), but of gays and the mentally handicapped. He desired some sick vision of racial perfection; of an unflawed blue-eyed, fair-haired race of German beauty.
Based off of my multiple e-mail conversations with Rocky, I don’t believe the current Nazis come close to this. They’re, in my opinion, misguided and angry and occasionally sinister, but far from murderous terrorists. An argument can be made that they’re much closer to being Tea Partiers than Nazi Nazis.
Anyhow, it’s weird. And interesting. Right now I’m probably the most popular Jewish blogger among American Nazi Party members.
It’s not a title I’m especially proud of.
