Men are like sailing ships and women the ocean. Morality is the wind. The jew has taken control of the wind and made it a storm. (my best analogy yet)
(WhatCouldGoWrong)
Tempted by the clear blue coastal waters, the men build their ships and set sail. Once they reach the less pleasant dark ocean blue, the gentle winds of morality tell them to keep going, and so they continue to work, to gain trade, and eventually bring it back home to retire, prospering their society. The ocean is calm and supports them along the journey.
But then the jew climbed the mountain and took control of the wind.
Now the ocean churns non-stop and makes passage nigh impossible. The men deride the ocean and rightfully so - they haven't changed or done anything wrong whatsoever. They are still building ships and trying to sail them. It is the ocean (women) who has become completely unnavigable. Yet the ocean is at complete mercy to the wind. Rather than risk the treacherous waters, many men turn back after the ocean turns blue, some get shipwrecked, many don't even set out at all. Some men decide to build row boats and play only in the shallows, focusing all of their time on strength training to row better, but never bothering to assail the ocean blue. Some get taken by the storm winds out, and then they spend a lifetime struggling to maintain course. Now the ocean (women) says, 'look, men only build rowboats now, they don't even plan on trying to sail all the way across, it's all men's fault!' But of course men only did that in response to the changed nature of woman.
Men argue back, not knowing that no matter how well they prove women wrong, she will never change, the wind has total control of her. Few men see the source. They try to unite, but the storm keeps most at home. Eventually they manage a group and seek the mountain.
At its root the retired boomers live, their homes blocking the way. They say, 'no, evil nazis! go sail the ocean like a real man, like we did!' The group says, 'as if you could sail those storm waters boomerfags,' the boomer replies: 'it was like that when i was a youngin' (even though it wasn't). Again at a debate impasse, learning from the pointlessness of arguing with women, the group ignores the boomers' threats and walks straight past them, kicks their fence over, and the boomers just whine and scowl in response, their threats proven naught but further wind.
Up the high mountain they climb, dodging rocks from the left side, moving to the right side and becoming trapped in a maze of churches, leading to khazaria, racial unity, the real israelites. After realising all paths lead to nowhere, the group destroys the churches and uses the rubble to form a hill, and climb beyond the high cliffs.
From below some see how high the group has reached and decide to follow, for their lives have become so pointless they no longer have anything better to do, and seeing someone doing something excites them. At the last they come to face the jews and the jew puppets, who send a barrage of non-stop impassable rocks at them. The group cannot get through, until their followers reach them. No longer stopped by the boomers or the churches, the mass listens to the group, who have climbed high enough now that their voices carry, and the mass realises for the first time that it was these damn dirty jew rats all along who ruined the ocean. And so they all pick up rocks and throw them back, and some of the jew puppets get struck and fall down, and seeing this, the other jew puppets get scared and flee the battle, and as more rocks get hurled up then can be hurled down, the jews start to fall, and the remaining jew puppets even turn on them to save face, and the jews run from the mountain, some falling and screaming, others taking flight on planes they kept for themselves all along.
Thus the jew was defeated, and the wind calmed, and women became gentle once again, and so men worked readily again, and all was well.
