Monday, August 1, 2016

The New Nazis

I first came to live in Germany in January 2005.  As a Soldier, before you leave, other Non-Comms who had spent time there, would reminisce to no end about the crazy parties and the streets of beer. I did not really believe it, although as a freshly separated bachelor, I had entertained the idea.  Right after I landed in Rhein Main, I was introduced to bottle of kristallweizen, and the bartender, a gentleman that seemed to have been a consolation prize to the US Army after the war,  gave me the "facts-of-life" speech on living in Germany.  He did corroborate the stories of women that flowed like the beer, but he also gave me sage advice to never go at it alone and to stick to the main streets.  Turks, like wild dogs, travel in packs and hunt the weak or unaware.  I was incredulous.  It seemed odd to me that anyone would hate me on the sole basis of being American.  Furthermore, I just came back from fighting a country that hated Turkey.  I had not even seen a Turk much less had any reason to fear or dislike one.  I did not understand the radicalized mind then.  I know better now.

In Kaiserslautern of 2005, we had a rash of stabbings.  Always Turks.  Always single G.I.'s that would go down an alleyway as a shortcut and come out with a punctured lung or worse.  Eventually, the Air Force Security Police and the Army Military Police patrolled enough to push the gangs away, but it was easy enough find a fight elsewhere.  They had a particular dislike of black Soldiers, but to this day I still do not know why.  They had an affection for gangsta rap and embraced the thug identity in response to assimilation.  Violence and the inherent insulation of Islam would be the response to a world shifting below their feet.  Not much has changed for the better in the 10 years since.

I personally did not have a bad encounter with the Turks, but I have the Russians and the Old Man to thank for that.  When I started dating my wife, she had moonlighted as a bartender in a small pub outside of Saarbrucken.  The night we met, being obviously smitten, asked her if I could meet her again.  She said she had to work the next weekend but I could tag along and get some free beer.  Having a hot German chick pour beers for me all night sounded better than fine, so I took the train and met her in Saarbrucken.  Later in the evening, a group of about six or so Russians came in the bar, obviously already pretty tanked, and started harassing the locals.  They saw me, a lone guy flirting with the bartender at the end of the bar, and sized me up.  Having been pretty new to Germany and could not speak much of any German at the time, I asked the girl to translate, "if I have to get off of this bar stool, you will have to drink applesauce through a straw the rest of your life" to the biggest one.  I winked at him, pointed to myself and said, "Americana", and went back to drinking.  Neither I nor the locals were bothered the remainder of the night. 

I discovered to be true what my Old Man said to me a long time before that.  When dealing with hostile groups, you look at the biggest one like you are going to remove their testicles with something dull and they will usually back down.  However, if not, be mentally prepared to inflict wholesale violence.  I had to repeat this same look to groups of Turks in the proceeding years and have not had anything get out of hand.  I have been fortunate when many others I know have not.

Later in 2005, I did hear a story which I did not understand the "why" of it as I do now after having spent more time in both Europe and the Middle East.  Mein Kampf had been a run-away hit in Istanbul, and it made some small notice in some online publications.   According to the Daily Sabah, the book was banned in 2007 but has resurfaced this year.  As the last vestiges of a secular Turkey were removed with the recent failed coup, Atatürk's Turkey is no more.  Fascism, repackaged as Islamic Fascism, has once again come into favor.  It is not just the antisemitism that attracts them, but the idea that they belong to a great master race whose duty is to subjugate and rule the lesser species.  What was old is made new again. 

The current peace between the Muslim and westernized communities, (which includes the African and Eastern European neighborhoods), in Europe are tenuous and it is a breath away from blowing up.  For the first time in its history, Europe will be at war with foreign forces it placed within its own borders.  Fascism, whether it is the home grown or of the Islamic variety, is incompatible with Western culture and one will inevitably try to choke out the other.  It is its natural state.  For too long have Germans in particular, and the West in general, not looked at the oppression around them and told them very plainly that they will meet harm with overwhelming violence.  Perhaps it is past time that they could have done so and had any meaningful impact to the forces that conspire against them now.  I am sick to think that the beautiful cobbled streets and vaulted cathedrals of Berlin, Paris, or Vienna would see this kind of war again.

 History may not repeat itself, but it does sometimes rhyme.

Translated: Ottoman Germany
"Wir übernehmen das ganze Land."
"We will take over this whole land"


Chiu ChunLing said...

What is it with idiots who think casual displays of their complete lack of muzzle discipline are impressive?

rexxhead said...

Islam, to the extent that it is a reflection of fascism, is incompatible with Western civilization. Since that extent is "completely"...

T. Paine said...

I worked for a company with headquarters in Frankfurt and one undeniable fact about German men is they all have a massive superiority complex and they are pussies. The Germans neutered themselves in the aftermath of the Nazi regime and haven't grown a pair since.

Anonymous said...

In 1986, my buddy headed back to the barracks by himself in Mainz. He was headed to the streetcar stop to catch a ride, and some Turks came out of an ally and stabbed him. He said all he heard after that was his feet hitting the street as he ran away.

He was lucky. The knife just missed his kidney.

Anonymous said...

I was stationed in Germany in the late 702 - early 80s, and the Turks were just as big a pain in the ass problem then. Some things seem to never change.

And the OM's advice on bullies is also just as spot on. I hope he's resting peacefully.

B Woodman

FedUp said...

Off topic, but does this mean Ryan Payne is not a Confidential Informant?

Anonymous said...

Served 5yrs in the FROG.I must concur with the author.Turks ,etc are the enemy within the gates.Behind enemy lines Ct.

Merle Morrison said...

IIRC, the war actually started about 1400 years ago - just been a long pause.


Anonymous said...

2 years in and around Wurzburg 89-91. I. concur. to. the. letter. Seems like Turks have only gotten more aggressive.

Crustyrusty said...

Damn Turks would throw shit out the windows at American plates in West Berlin back in the 80s.

As an aside, when I was at Incirlik, I asked a couple of the Turks about all the migration to Germany, and they all pretty much said that the ones who went to Germany were their wretched refuse and good riddance to them. That of course is subject to change 15 years later.

oughtsix said...

I spent 1964 + in Korea, ten years after the Armistice was signed.

The stories of legendary Turkish brutality were still told and some are too horrifying to repeat here.

Suffice it to say, there compounds were the only ones not to have or need barbed wire fencing. The heads of a few slicky boys on poles at the gates was quite enough "security."

Happy Infidel said...

Turk corpses probably stink worse than most with that Goat Shit on their dicks!!

wirecutter said...

Memories - and not good ones. A buddy of mine was killed in an alley by Turks in Heilbronn in 1981.

Dutchman6 said...


I had heard the same thing too, that the hyper-radicalized Turks were the ones to leave. Of course, when I went to Ireland, they said the same thing.


I had heard of how they decorated their compound before, but had completely forgotten about it. Thanks for the reminder.

oughtsix said...

Dutchman's Honored Son,

As when Marco Polo, on his death bed, was asked by his confessor to recant his "tall tale" for the salvation of his soul, he rose and said, "I have not told the half of what I've seen and done!"

Damn the Turks, the Janiseries and all their g-d damned bloody history.

Few Armenians are available for comment.

Anonymous said...

Where the hell is Vlad Tepes when you need him?...And there's a reason that the Turks in Germany earned the nick-name "Kanacken"..

Crustyrusty said...

All the hyper-radicalized Irish went to Germany, set up pubs in the 80s and were fronts for the Provos. Up the republic.