Trotsky was the right hand of Lenin
Lenin projected the socialism as general
human happiness basing his argument
on the New Testament, Trotsky, exceedingly
lecherous, caught women at night and
raped them under arrest embittered
atheist he projected the general human
happiness according to the Old Testament
let 90 per cent of the population of Russian
Empire perish only to establish the human
happiness forever. The same black syphilis
was grinding their marrow and brains,
after the death of Lenin in the lunatic asylum,
who left a will for Trotsky to take his place
there came Stalin with his master keys,
who opened all the strongboxes of
the aristocrats and of the bourgeois
far more cunning and more criminal,
but a former clergyman he saw socialism
as salvation of the soul of people by their
direct dispatch to the Kingdom of Heaven
and he stole the leadership from Trotsky.
“You see, Koba, we both have the same
black syphilis, we could both build
the communism.” “You hideous and sly
prostitute the farther you will go the calmer
you will be.” Rather than being flayed alive
he fixed his residence in Mexico and he married
a young woman. Out of sexual excess one
morning he said to his maidservant, “Nothing
but the old age comes more unexpectedly,
but my young wife pours flames in my marrow...
I can wait for death tranquilly...” But he didn’t
wait for him long and there came the angel
of death, the journalist Ramon Mercader
on August 20 he came to show him an article
that he had just written. Trotsky led him to
his study and closed the door. A few moments
later a shout of agony was heard... Ah my black
syphilis gushed from the volcano!... and a sob...
While he was reading the article Mercader struck
him on the head, in the rear with an ice axe which
he kept hidden under the raincoat. “Well,
Dzerjinski told me that Koba ordered him
to strike me on the head by all means with
a hatchet or at least with a grubbing hoe...”
The injury had seven centimetres in depth.
“Ah if I hadn’t run after every bit of skirt
I would have been greater than Moses
I would have stuck them all under the ground
into Sheol. This time Koba Stalin succeeded!”
Trotsky whispered. They took him immediately
to the clinic. At first they cut the hair around
the injury. “You see, dear,” he said to his wife
whom he asked just in that morning to send
for the hairdresser, “however the hairdresser
arrived... However we forever remain bound
by syphilis.” Before he entered the operating
room he said to Hansen, his secretary, “I am
sure of the triumph of The Fourth International,
but surer of syphilis. If Lenin, Stalin and I
hadn’t had it, we wouldn’t have made
the revolution.” On the second day he kicked
the bucket.
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