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TEAMING UP with Ben Shapiro, Jordan Peterson mastered the art of ‘Jєω Speak.’

So Ben takes Jordan to IsraHell to debut his ‘Jєω Speak’ to a slew of yehudi’s in their unholy city of yerushalayim.

Peterson, I mean Peterstein, begins his rant with a dash of spellcraft, adds a pinch of drivel, all tossed together in a word salad with Jєωιѕнee dressing drizzled on top. [Clip]]

[“Dr Jordan Peterson!” “Thank you, thank you.” “Love you, JP!” “So, thank you. Thank you. The feeling is mutual. Most of the positive emotion that you experience that makes life worth living, analgesic positive emotion, anxiolytic positive emotion, the positive emotion that gives you hope and curiosity and drives you forward, that’s experienced in relationship to a unified goal. And the higher the goal, the more hope and positive emotion that’s experienced as you view yourself making incremental progress towards the goal. So you need a unified goal that’s transcendent in order to quell anxiety and to give you hope.”]

Just a bunch of neuro-psychotic nonsense.

Hyped to a pack of thieves to make them feel fine about their Zionist crimes. [Clip]

[”Are you telling the greatest story ever told?”]

Rip off.

A rip off of the movie, “The Greatest Story Ever Told,” about the life of Jesus Christ, now served up Jordan on a pandering plate to the Christ-Crucifiers. [Clip]

[“Are you telling the greatest story ever told? Well, you decide that by how you live, and that decision will affect the world because everyone looks here for one reason or another. It’s not so easy to understand. Everyone looks here to see, well, how you are actually doing under this tremendous assault of adversarial criticism as this little, tiny, people in the middle of no man’s land in some real sense as, what would you say, cardinal model of the nation-state and the city on the hill.”]

The perceptive eye sees how these little tiny kikish people live.

Not in ‘no-man’s land.’

But in a land of Palestinians who’ve had their homes, villages, orchards, and groves for 2,000 years now stolen from them.

“Thou shalt not kill, “Thou shalt not steal,” doesn’t apply to Jєωs.

Our watchful eyes see murders, robbery, poisonings of wells, atrocities of every shape and form, up to the very day and beyond that Peterstein does his Israel schtick.

Something like this. [Clip]

At point blank range an Israeli soldier executes an un-armed Palestinian man in cold blood.

While writhing in in his blood the Israeli cops block a Palestinian ambulance from coming to save him.

This is Peterstein’s ‘city on a hill’ whose gift of crimes just keep on giving. [Clip]

[”You have a tremendous moral responsibility, like you have perhaps for your entire history, for reasons that are very difficult to understand. And I think it is true in some real sense that the fate of the world depends on the decisions of the people of Israel.”]

Then the world’s in deep shit.

Adding murderers and thieves to International Jєωιѕн bankers, Jєωιѕн media moguls, Jєωιѕн control of political hacks, Jєωιѕн seizure of Western Christendom with its newfound zionistic dogma—in some ‘real sense’—bodes ill for the fate of the world. [Clip]

[”So, you make yourself a shining light on the hill, right? You attract people here because of what you are capable of doing. You show the world what the holy city could look like. Because we need it, we need it, and it’s up to you to do it. Thank you very much.”]

Sucking up to Jєωs is good for Peterstein’s book sales, world-wide fame, and for Bennie Shapiro’s ongoing onslaught of ‘conservatism’ as a mask for his “Israel First” priorities.

If it wasn’t for Peterstein’s stage acting one might think the philosopher in his own imagination is saying something profound.

There’s nothing profound about being sold on Jєωs.

Who for their entire history—for reasons not difficult to understand—continually rebelled against God, burned their children in sacrifices to Molech, engaged in abominable idolatry, then filling up their sacrilegious cup with the crucifixion of Jesus Christ.

One can even have din-din with Bibzy to chat over gefilte fish about the hideous history of the ‘chosen people.’

They ain’t ‘chosen’ any more, Mr Peterstein.

Once they crucified their own Messiah the ‘chosenness’ evaporates.

But groveling to Jєωs for money and fame just keeps on keeping on.