Curbstomp Story Home Visit

Okay, so what would you do if a neo-Nazi*, white supremacist who called on a holy war against J*ws and is a loud, proud misogynist lives in your town, you are a Jewish feminist and you know his address? Further, what would you do if friend after friend messaged you with his address and told you that you should pop over since you live in the same town and report what it looks like from outside his home at 1826 S. Home, Berwyn, IL 60402? Are there boxes potentially possessing dog poo? Are there boxes potentially possessing used menstrual products? What would you do if it's a Sunday and you've done your work for the day? Pop over there, you would. You're a good friend, you're curious as well. So that is what I did. I shot a short video, less than two minutes, from the public property of the sidewalk outside his address, noting that there were no boxes. As I did, a woman pulled up in her car, rolled down her window and was like, "Is this where the douchebag lives?" (Paraphrasing.) And I was like, "I think so!" and we laughed about his incel ass for a minute. Then she was like, "You should ring his doorbell and see what he has to say for himself." (Again, paraphrasing.) And I have one serious weakness. It's chocolate. Okay, I have two, one more relevant for this situation. I cannot back down from anything that even smacks of a dare. So I figured ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. There were no "no solicitors" signs up and, believe it or not, I would have respected that. So I rang the doorbell, he immediately swung the door open like he was at damn Waco, sprayed me with a burning liquid (Pepper spray? Mace?) and pushed me down the stairs onto his sidewalk. I rolled into a protective position because I was anticipating kicks or stomps, he grabbed my phone, ran back inside, bolted the door and shut the blinds. Friends, it is dark in there, like a bunker. I have video. I am holding onto that for evidence. The woman in the car, probably feeling shitty for encouraging me to do it, called the cops and made a report. She begged me to get in the car with her because she was scared for my safety but I wasn't going anywhere. Thanks, mysterious friend, for calling the cops because I obviously did not have a phone. We should get tea and talk about old times! You are also my main witness.

A Facebook post tells a sensational story about a Jewish feminist visiting the home of a neo-Nazi after being encouraged by friends. She records the house, rings the doorbell, and claims the resident sprays her, pushes her down the stairs, takes her phone, and retreats indoors. The exaggerated storytelling and absurd details make it read like a dramatic, possibly fabricated political anecdote shared for shock value. EN: A Facebook post tells a sensational story about a Jewish feminist visiting the home of a neo-Nazi after being encouraged by friends. She records the house, rings the doorbell, and claims the resident sprays her, pushes her down the stairs, takes her phone, and retreats indoors. The exaggerated storytelling and absurd details make it read like a dramatic, possibly fabricated political anecdote shared for shock value.

• @antichirst / 18221 2024-11-11