Some of my Beastie Friends Forever that abandoned me for voting for Trump and suggesting that ‘our people’ as in huwhite have rights: have become in the mood to ‘re-friend’ me. they seem to remember that I had been a constant source of support and love.
In a way that their virtue-signalling comrades do not and continue to amplify aggression toward them. they are suddenly remembering how ‘sweet you are’.
It’s interesting to me that the same people who had suggested I must have gone mad are attempting to get comfy with me now.
I have been betrayed a million times by a million people. I have always been confused by my response. I’ll give them a month or so to recant because I know full well how emotions can run high and we can nut-up.
But after a month or so- I just freeze-up. I no longer care. I would rather be left alone. I am getting these DM pleas and feel nothing. I know what you did to me and I am not angry because why? You are who you are. Why do you think you can be the receipient of my sweetness now?
I tell them I will get back to them but I am oh so busy. There is nothing in me that wants to forgive
Regardless, at least they are covering it. I don’t even think the woman is white, at least not my stripe of whitelady. She’s jewish. Real whiteladies like myself are much too timid to wade into a big group of black peoples. And I’m even tough enough to have chased a black man out of a club after he punched me in the face for being white- but numbers,were on my side .well as brave as I like to tell the story to myself,if I had seen that number of blacks orhispanics I would have known better to get close to them at all. Jews on the other hand have very little sexual dimorphism. It’s curious how they push it on every other race so much. It reminds me of my favorite thing to say, ‘you can only build what’s inside you’ or my other favorite, ‘you can’t truly understand what you cannot build‘.
Bees don’t owe their honeycombs to wasps or cockroaches either.
Itactually makes me feel a bit kinder toward (((those))) that want to wipe beauty off the earth and destroy my people. In the sense that just as whiteladies stupidly project our kindness and desire to nurture onto other groups. We can’t help ourselves. We want to believe we will be the plucky whiteladies taking the world’s hands and bringing peace to the world.
(the above whitelady porn shows me how easy it is to create equality and should let everyone else know how dangerous I am. It’s not that fun to be awared of this )
Jewish women are by nature very masculine and aggressive by WASPstandards.
Nevertheless these yufs . not discern the nuance between white and “I’m not white I’m jewish”
(((Cringe))) you into next year fo’ shizzle muh Hymieizzle.
One of the things that bothers me personally the most about these incidents and the ridiculous reactions by ‘open-minded liberals who refuse to discriminate’ (discrimination and good judgment are the most important qualities anyone can embody). Is that even when I was one of those cotton-headed people who refused to recognize what I was seeing with my own eyes and hearing with my own ears and even worse than that suffering very personal consequences to myself and people I loved- I was so desperate to believe that we were all the same.
How much harm tomyself and others that I allowed because I didn’t want to believe that others are fundamentally different than us. I say this as a person that has no hate in her heart for anyone. I don’t hate other races. I don’t hate other races any more than I would hate a tiger for being a tiger or sheep for being a sheep. There are people I love very much that are not white and in no way think all of any group is the same. I believe that Jeffery Dahmer is my race as is John Wayne Gacey-these are not the only white people that disgust me BUT-None of these examples in any way refute the fact that my people in large groups are not safe around other people in large groups and there is no benefit to white Americans to tolerate this or engage in this.
While I even believe there is a tolerance of foreigners that we can successfully integrate and would quite frankly be happy too share the incredible value of our culture with-it’s not our obligation. OUr only obligation is to protect the valuable culture we inherited. A culture that does not exist without us. A culture that we are stewards of and is not ours to give away out of cowardice.
I’m fortunate in that my ancestors have carefully recorded our history. Seriously-I can look up about a million years of family heraldry just on the interwebs. Maybe not a million but enough to make my eyes glaze over and think ‘Who are these people again?” They’re all English English English. Despite the fact that I hail from the oldest families in America.
My parents were still little kids when the Hart-Cellar act to destroy America was passed. (At that time 51% of the country could trace its roots back to the founders) It actually shocks me how little diversity there is in my family tree. I remember some of my sibs complaining that ‘we’re so boooooring’ I defended us externally to them and half-heartedly because I was older and didn’t want them to feel bad but internally I agreed. We were boring. We didn’t have any fantastical dysfunction. We were annoyingly conscientious and concerned with the nature of the right action.
The only point of interest was that we have some snown1gger in us. I grew-up with many Dala Horses in da house and Yule Goats at Christmas along with Ableskivers ( I will be posting that recipe and how to soon)
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Of course I know that if you look fååår enough in my background you will find Danegeld North England raiders-I just never felt connected to it. Until a few days ago. I was making a birthday card for someone I love very much and bc reasons I wrote Happy Birthday in Danish.
(Do you see the dag which is day is so close to the German Tag?) I had this fairly cheap polka-dotted floral ribbon that I wanted to use up because I didn’t have enough to do a real project with. So I cut out the hearts and modge-podged them around the sentiment. Then I thought I would dot up the letters for cohesion.
As the four readers of my blog already know I am always on about, you can only build what is already inside of you. As in culture is a byproduct of biology. I sat back surprised to realize when I had finished my card that unintentionally I had made a card with a snown1gger aesthetic.
I think it’s the first time I really felt connected to it.I mean I knew-I knew blah blah but I didn’t really see why I should care- like most of the powerful feels in my life it really surprised me.
I am now at the point where I can champion our British heritage with complete enthusiasm to my sibs. If I get the opportunity-when I get the opportunity. Not often. Of course they all think I am crazy- but I hold a special place in my family. They think I am crazy but they also think I am right.
My mother calls me her “magic 8ball daughter” that whenever she wants to divine the future she just has to shake me up.
Not really fair but it makes her happy. She is naturally distressed about what is happening to our people but smiles her pretty smile when I remind her how we brought civilization to the world and snown1ggers don’t need numbers when we’ve got strategy.
We all know that POC need to celebrate their culture while being in ours. Nothing seems to be of more importance to them. WHY? No one seems to have any idea or care. This idea is held like to religious levels of super silly. Better not question it bigot or you may lose your livelihood.
Dear Black People:
We made you your own country! How nice is that? The Beautiful Liberia
How nice is that?
Is there any group of people in the world who have ever been as considerate of others? If so please tell me. We even gave them a constitution that not only imitated our high ideals but declared that to be a citizen of Liberia you must be negro.That is crazy generous.
White Americans are often bashed about Native Americans. Not yet America was a rural gangland that when we arrived. They had not even invented a wheel. Srsly. But we made them reservations. Countries within our own country. We gave these conquered people extra rights. They are allowed all the trappings of regular American citizens as well as having their own nation to practice their feathered hoping around and basket making.
PoC make it clear that we are not allowed to do anything that excludes them or doesn’t have special programs to make it easier for them- but of course they are allowed to do this. With no provisions for us.
They also consistently and constantly want to tell us how hard it is for them to be around us-because they don’t look like us. We don’t understand them and their micro-aggressions.
I could link a million more races/cultures videos demanding that white people not only allow them in their most functional and compassionate communities in order for them to be hostile toward us
What I don’t get is why should we care? You destroy our communities and culture !!Racism!!
You offer nothing but discord and degradation. I’m supposed to feel bad for YOU?
My people have the right to exist and we will. I know you are obsessed with living by us. My answer to you is –Give me a reason to care.
What is in it for us? If you want to stay you better have a concrete answer.
The good news first, my family (as in my immediate biological rellies not my fashy goys) had some very good news after a drastic years-long draught. So natürlich it:
So I dared to traverse ye dreaded Facebook again to add my voice of celebratory and sugary goodness. I scrolled through my various ‘friends’ posts. As a composite my ‘friends’ look like a diversity commercial. It’s funny that I am by the dominant paradigm lie a ‘bigot’ and a ‘racist’ bc of course all white people are bc P.O.C™. have decided that whites are in fact superior and they will fight to the death to hold onto their faith in their inferiority all the while blaming us.
Well okay then. I mean it’s not like there is anything I can do about it. Envy all the Beckies hair and obsess over us all day-long and just see how happy that makes you. You are not my problem. No wonder we invent everything. All the noblely sad people of color are auto-redialing whities and hanging-up when we say hello bc they believe they are just not worthy.
The only real reason I fashed-out is at some point I recognized the profound hostility P.O.C.™ have for us and am healthy enough to know we need and deserve protection from this. Snow people are the most empathetic and our kindness has been horrendously exploited. Ironically the agitators against us are not the P.O.C.™ self-haters (of course I know #notallpeoplewhoarenotwhite but the marxists that the (((media))) wants to pornify)- the P.O.C.™ are just the tools of the truly evil who either need misery to live or are just misery addicts. I am sure the answer will come to me. Bc as God always tells me, “Hope you’re my favorite, that’s why I sent Hateful to protect you.”
Anyhoo- I am keruzing for a beruzing as I check out my ‘friends’ FB !!!STATUS!!!. Every single one of them is super smart and posting their very well researched political opinions on the FB! It’s beautiful! I scroll through pushing ‘like’ ‘like’ thinking ‘OMG you’re kidding you would like that’ and then pushing ‘like’. I also made a few comments that consisted of: “You look beautiful!” “Oh such smart and fashionable babies you have!” All of my sentiments were sincere.
It wasn’t until I hit my Sh1tlord Uncle’s post that I recognized what was happening to me. I saw his name. Like me, he is rarely on FB and more out of professional pressure than pleasure. I felt my body relax and hoped that he would say something truthful and real and informed vs. the many “Girls for president and Trump is a meanie!” posts that I had ignored. No it was just a song. Songs are good but no.
So natürlich I felt:
Some of these people on my FB I know quite well and love a lot. After the hiccup with my uncle’s post though I couldn’t help but notice that the major reason I stay off FB is I don’t want to see their chronically uniformed and self-righteous virtue w/o virtue signaling posts. How I only say pretty-pony positive stuff while they feel freer than Hell to post dogmatic and idiotic proclamations of ‘political science’ when 99.9% of them not only do not know of what they speak but have no real interest in it.
My problem is I have been accused of being exceptionally smart my entire life. I take issue with that especially in light of many of the life decisions I have made and have nothing but rue-filled tears to remember them by. Nevertheless this has been a huge issue for even some of my closest ‘friends’. This is a bigger problem for every single FB friend and even some of my immediate fam than the fact that Hillary is the most famous serial killer in the world. That Benghazi was no accident but a deliberate murderous cover-up. That she sells security. That she hates Americans. That we are being waged war against. That we are the bulwark of christian kindness and the whole world will suffer w/o our influence. That the sad dusty child photobombed from Aleppo was harmed by her policy.
So I don’t say anything bc more than once I have been rejected by good ‘friends’ who scream things at me like, “I am so sick of your superior intelligence!. It’s ironic bc I don’t share their opinion. I think everyone has a unique and powerful intelligence. They never ask what I think though. They are just afraid I have something they don’t have access to. I do just as they do.
So after all my “you so pretty” posts bc people like that and even I know that. It occurred to me that even if I posted the mildest of my opinions I would receive a sound scolding by people who can’t even name all the countries in Africa. By people who don’t know the history of Brazil or Rhodesia. By Americans who don’t know the history of the United States. And they don’t care. They just want to hump other people’s legs w/ their pretend virtue/victimhood/naked aggression.
Recently, out of the dumb kindness of my own heart I helped a health professional I know by allowing her to survey me about lifestyle et al. It was tedious. Question: “What are your hobbies?” Answer: “Avoiding people”. She laughed. I raised my eyebrows. Still I fight an still I hope and still I love pretty much everything.
I find refuge in beautiful sound. All the best people are a bit mad. So thank-you for pushing up against the membrane Tori.