Jews Celebrate the De-industrialization and Race-Replacement of a Small Iowa Town

Eric Striker
Daily Stormer
June 3, 2017

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One hundred years ago, trans-national Jewry failed to exploit the plight of working men in the West. The Judeo-Bolsheviks came close to world domination in the 20s, just to be dealt stunning defeats everywhere from Spain to Germany in the 30s.

Joseph Stalin was smarter than the Jews he eventually undermined. During World War II, he revived Orthodoxy and blood-and-soil Russian nationalism, as his people had no will to fight and die for the meaningless red flag. This defeated the whole reason Jews supported communism to begin with, which caused them to either reformulate Marxism to condemn the Soviet Union (Frankfurt School, Schachtman) or outright switch sides to become the neocons we all know and hate.

Globalization and market liberalism is making the Goyim dangerous again by taking away their means to subsist. So looking at Bolshevism’s autopsy, what is their new solution to the “white question”?

Simple. Ethnically cleanse the disgruntled white natives.

(((Patricia Cohen))) at the Jew York Times calls it “growth.”

New York Times:

When Dan Smith first went to work at the pork processing plant in Storm Lake in 1980, pretty much the only way to nab that kind of union job was to have a father, an uncle or a brother already there. The pay, he recalled, was $16 an hour, with benefits — enough to own a home, a couple of cars, a camper and a boat, while your wife stayed home with the children.

The union is long gone, and so are most of the white faces of men who once labored in the broiling heat of the killing floor and the icy chill of the production lines. What hasn’t changed much is Mr. Smith’s hourly wage, which is still about $16 an hour, the same as when he started 37 years ago. Had his wages kept up with inflation, he would be earning about $47 an hour.

The forces that have helped transform this snug lakeside town in northwestern Iowa and others like it during Mr. Smith’s working life have created a complex swirl of economic successes and hardships, optimism and unease.

Fierce global competition, agricultural automation and plant closures have left many rural towns struggling for survival. In areas stripped of the farm and union jobs that paid middle-class wages and tempted the next generation to stay put and raise a family, young people are more likely to move on to college or urban centers like Des Moines. Left behind are an aging population, abandoned storefronts and shrinking economic prospects.

Yet Storm Lake, hustled along by the relentless drive of manufacturers to cut labor costs and by the town’s grit to survive, is still growing. However clumsily at times, this four-square-mile patch has absorbed successive waves of immigrants and refugees — from Asia, from Mexico and Central America, and from Africa.

But if the newcomers have brought some of the economic dynamism that President Trump promised to restore to the struggling Midwest and South, they have also fed some of the anxieties and resentments that he stirred.

Steve King, the Republican congressman for this predominantly white, conservative district, blames immigrants and refugees for pushing down wages, bringing unwelcome cultural diversity and burdening public services.

While Mr. King’s nativist comments have been labeled racist by critics, his fervent animosity to immigration has done little over the years to dent his electoral popularity in most of the 39 counties he represents.

Mr. Smith remembers that it wasn’t the arrival of foreign workers that initially drove down wages, but the plant owners.

First was Hygrade Food Products Corporation, an old-style meatpacking house that introduced Ball Park Franks to the Detroit Tigers’ stadium in 1957 and operated the Storm Lake plant when Mr. Smith went to work there. Faced with competition from new companies that had developed a faster, more efficient method of boxing beef and selling it to supermarket chains and fast-food outlets, Hygrade in 1981 asked its workers to take a pay cut of $3 an hour. When they refused, the plant closed.

With vigorous support from town leaders, the upstart Iowa Beef Processors (later known as IBP) bought and reopened it a few months later — slashing wages by more than half and shunning the union.


At that point, Mr. Smith returned to do night cleanup, earning $5.50 an hour with no benefits, but a vast majority of his former co-workers were turned away, he said, because the new owner did not want to hire union supporters. Instead, the company began actively recruiting in Mexico and in immigrant communities in Texas and California.

Here are the Jew “experts” in action. Cohen claims turning a small town in Iowa into Guatemala has brought “economic dynamism,” but at the same time, begrudgingly admits that wages were destroyed by the toiling brown mass of millions of life-long feudal peasants.

Patricia Cohen has the solution to your economically depressed, dying town: racially replace its people!

What is the point of GDP growth if only corporations and Big Agro benefit? Well, the Jews who speculate on their futures and make the investments benefit. The undercover anti-white Zionist race-killers benefit. But the vast majority of Americans do not.

In this profile of Storm Lake, the sole engagement with the interests of the white natives – the majority –  is to give them a backhanded slap for supporting Alt-Right leaning Congressman Steve King. Concerns about whites working full time and still living in poverty, parents being unhappy about their public schools being taxed to the brim by a rapid immigrant flood, and being dispossessed from the land their forefathers built are all dismissed as “nativism.”

Even the cuck argument that we need open borders because it keeps prices down is a lie. Even though Agribusiness enjoys subsidies, cheap gas and slave labor, food prices are still soaring. So we don’t even get that.


That leaves zero reasons for the people of America to support immigration. Well, unless you love listening to your neighbor’s Salsa music at 2 AM on a Tuesday.