I super-hate facing facts. I think one fact may be that I am an outlier. Maybe I am wrong or maybe not. I always find outliers of other races rather painful to deal with. I mean when you see large swathes of people destroying your culture and adding nothing and destroying your honeycomb it is kind of easy to be strong against people who want to ruin everything you love.
Then you always run into the outlier. The guy that makes you want to say hey- this guy has some great points. I think I would kinda of love him to be my neighbor. I’d invite him to my California-cuisine bbq. This kind of blows-up my whole segregation argument.
I have been called on the carpet in real life when I am preaching like a really loud preacher-mouth; because I preach like the most rabid doge-preacher you would run from in fear. Just to brag- many have fouled themselves in fear from my perky-self.
My answer is always the same: There is a biological reason that there are outliers. They belong to the body of their race. Bleeding their race of their outliers harms them. Brain-draining different nations of their brightest and best blights their people.
It’s painful to admit- but it’s true- there is a part of me despite being a ‘stronk and independent wahmen‘ still wants to be a grill. Still is a grill because I still depend on the men in my life. Even tonight bf shouted at me about something- “because you need a mahn. You need a mahn to get you there on time! You need my guidance!” It’s true.
I remember my bestie telling me in uni- “I’m so glad you are not normal” I said I hated it and I wish I could at least pass for normie. She laughed and said- “Fat chance of that happening!” I didn’t laugh and still don’t. I still resent it.
But everyone has their own path. I’ve got mine. If I really care and I do -I must follow it. The lovely fantasy that I can be cocooned is not only wrong; it is irresponsible. It is the same part of me that embraced feminism. Being a woman can be so frustrating which is way worse than facing facts. This is how cultural marxism caused me so much harm. Cultural marxism came and whispered and shouted and repeated into my ears that I was an infant. That I was a victim of the same very men that have protected me more than anyone.
B1tch No! Seven Times I was betrayed by feminism- only seven? you lucky wahmen
Fop-head Feminism(which is just a branch of starvation-bent communism). Marxism feeds on misery and fantasies of one’s weakness and uses it to destroy. I have to be stronger and braver and more cheerful. I have an obligation to aver my unhappiness and be the outlier of lady-peopleness and experience truth and frustration. I have to have faith in my path.
I am sick to death of seeing white men homeless. Within the last year I have seen the population of white homeless men rise exponentially. I have no empirical data on this. I am lollalaby fortunate enough to live in a modern Brazilian like city of fanciness. The homeless I see are becoming overwhelmingly white males.
There are no organizations to help these men. In fact all I see is organizations like this one run by jews of course who are anti-white men. I am pretty damn sick of it. I am in fact beyond disgusted. Dismantling ‘Whiteness”
Not really f@ggot. We have violence committed against us pretty much non-stop. We have our countries invaded and are told we are responsible for everyone everywhere. While we get no mutual benefit. Howabout you FRO?
Interesting that you don’t hear the jewish lobby talk about tolerance much anymore as that is so obviously lolzmonkey.
Because we are social victims of marxism BF and I have a huge social life. We were leaving an actually fun evening and approached his car. (He has a car now and that makes me somewhat sad. When he seduced me he had a beat-up old truck- but now a fancy black car but it’s kind of big-I miss the truck. the truck made me love him more)
Anyway- I went around to my side which was on the sidewalk. Beside my door there was a young homeless white man. As soon as he saw me he stood up. He apologized. He said he was ‘sorry ma’am’ I hesitated looking in my purse for some money. I was disgusted not at this man but at my country’s shame. I told him that. I said- “this is not your shame it is our country’s”
BF on the other hand went ballistic. He came around and started shouting at him. He was afraid that he was threatening me. Young man responded by saying- “don’t speak to me like I am a dog!” BF continued to shout about getting away. BF and I get into his car and drive away involved in glorious argument. BF yelled at me for giving him money. I am a naive idiot etc. I explained how polite the man was and how there is no help for him and a war against white men. He pshawed me and told me I was too difficult and he was going to meet his friend and should go home. I agreed.
Not only was this man polite to me-he said to bf- why are you attacking me you are so lucky to be accompanied by a beautiful woman- you think that didn’t turn my head? My head was turnt. I am as simple as the most simple.
I was surprised when less than 10 minutes later BF showed up home instead of continuing his degeneracy. “I found him. I went around the block twice but I found him. I told him that I made a mistake. I told him that ‘this is what men do-we protect our women.’ he said he understood. He knew that was what men do. He agreed. I gave him twenty dollars and he gave me a hug.”
This is why I love this man. What reason on earth do women have to not be incredibly grateful to men? They protect us. They love us without reason. Because we have not returned the favor. That shames me. That shames me. That shames me.
That happened to me today. I was a sittin’ and a workin’ and all of a sudden this memory of a gay man calling me ‘homphobic’ because I thought he was a creep.
The only reason I thought he was a creep is because I have seen him hitting on boys 40 years his junior. Because he brags about his giant jugs of lube (and has pulled them out to show me- I DID NOT ASK) and high partner count. There is a contingent of the gay community (not all. I also know gay men that don’t make their sexual exploits central to getting to know them-although they do tend to make their sexuality central to their identity and it must be constantly brought up)
To be fair to me; I never insulted this guy or told him what I thought. I guess he just picked up on my habitual avoidance of him and his fabulously interesting dildo conversations. That is why he was forced to confront me one night in a big glorious show in front of a sympathetic audience that I am a homphobe! I was so shocked I leaned into him and asked him if he believed I was afraid of him? He didn’t answer but shrank back. Which just made me lean in harder and repeat myself. Of course this is all amplified via optics with our differences in size. He’s a big man and I am not that big of a grill. Then he ran away! F@ggot! Of course I got told (not the first time that because I refused to submit to a bossy homo that people had heard that I had done something homophobic ) FFS!
I srsly got called a ‘homophobe’ by people who have never seen me do anything unkind to a gay person after this b1tchy queen got on my case and I responded: just because you are gay does not mean I have to like you!
How is that not aggressive? How is that not oppressive? I may like you or not like based on the merits of your personality. But I should be your minion because you like it up the pooper? No and I’d rather not know.
So I am working and all of a sudden it occurred to me how ridiculous it would be if I demanded that no matter my behavior another person must like me because I am a cis-het wahmen! My behavior is irrelevant based on the fact that I engage in traditional human-pair bonding. And yet that is what they do to us. I try to be discreet about such an intimate and spiritually vital part of my life. I can’t imagine using it as a cudgel.
Actually hate Ayn Rand but she is right here. Why are we being denied this civil right because we commit the crime of being white and straight? FTS. Choke yourself bullies.
I have to like you while you force me to be a part of your sexuality against my will? This is a very rapey form of friendship. No thank you. If you are gay and treat me with the same respect I treat you with, I’m fine about it. It’s none of my business.I would rather not know about your use of your genitals and that gives you no right to bully me.
Living in this oppressive western cultcha is very oppressive.
I was shocked like a very shocked person when I walked by a ‘supposed’ art supply store (that has done the hard work of Wal-marting art supplies) To find them frog-listening to Neo–Nasties!
Question: What is the difference in the two images?
Question: What is the difference in the two images?
Answer: One looks sloppy and hardly thought about the other was a banner for the Daily Stormer.
I’m pretty sure I know why. Blick has Andrew Anglin, famed guy, who is white and therefore a nazi doing their graphics. Apparently like most nazis, he has moved to Haiti or Zimbabwe or something in order to enjoy lording over what he probably big-ot-idly refers to as”colored people” despite all good people knowing that the correct term is “People of color” just for the pure sadism of it.
As we good people know and apparently nazi–know–nothings don’t know is that when you don’t have
you don’t have reliable utilities. (See S. Effricka if you don’t believe me. I’ve decided links to outside articles are annoying)
As I was conveniently saying,
the only logical conclusion is Anglin is
lazily phoning in the graphics to his handlers
in the great state of Ghana. The noble Somalian kangz
then forward it to the Akata
that run Blick for whitey
because whitey doesn’t know how to run sh1t.
In case you are wondering, the above blog post makes perfect sense and is CNN approved.
I kinda of want to say *trigger* warning, that seems kind of lame but, what follows is barbaric at the least.
One of my least favorite topics in the world has to be abortion. I’ve been noticing recently how so often men on the right seem much more comfortable denouncing this than women. When I see this it reminds me of an aspect of men that I see ignored: Men are expected to care about men, women, and children. Female politicians on the other hand tout ‘looking out for women’s interests’ as though that is a unique virtue of theirs and a reason for a person like me to vote for them.
I’ve always believed that abortion is a form of murder.This is another reminder that I’m not sure how liberal, outside of nominally, I ever was. The idiotic assertion that a fetus is just a clump of cells never made any sense to me. What is any living creature? We are all clumps of cells. Or that at 6 weeks a fetus is not a person but at 12 weeks it is? That’s some of the strangest (((voodoo))) I’ve ever heard. While I think abortion is one of the most violent acts that can be perpetrated against both women and children, I don’t think it should be criminalized for real reasons I don’t want to go into here but to make a long story short- I don’t think it would be the most effective fight against it.
I’m writing this to expunge a dark liberal memory. How the me of before is different from the me of now. Trying to make sense of how I ever was that person.
In this story I am about to tell, in no way do I want to suggest that this is normal or average. It’s just something that haunts me. I had this ‘friend’ who was determined to be my very good friend. I was fairly acquiescent out of not having enough energy to be arsed to create a social circle that suited me.
Anyway, friend came from a very wealthy family and as luck would have it met a very wealthy and nice man from the other side of the country. He was jewish and I think she may have been too, but that was before I knew jews were different. That being said, that element may not have anything to do with this story. I don’t know.
Not only was he jewish though he had a very high status job. Like a dream come true they had a ‘whirlwind‘ romance which in my mind equaled a ‘hair-brained scheme‘ and started making this big noise about how they ‘these two perfections of existence‘ finally met each other. I was like, “whatever”. I mean six weeks after they meet they’re engaged and she’s moving to the other side of the country. It was actually a relief to me because she was such a showboat and wanting me to be her sidekick. There were times she was actually very kind to me and I am having guilt now thinking about her uncharitably. She was very annoyingly status orientated though and continuously drawing me into drama and competition with others that I had no interest in.
She wanted me to be her maid of honor. She wanted me to make her wedding dress. Despite her immediate relocation, the planning for the wedding was at least a year-long. She came back for a visit and was describing what she wanted to me. She was artistic and had some sketches. She casually told me she was pregnant and going to have an abortion while she was here.
It distressed me and I pleaded with her. Why? Why on earth? We can make adjustments… She looked at me cooly and explained that she “didn’t want that kind of wedding“. I tried to gently argue with her. She knew her mind.
Sometimes people online tell me they don’t believe my stories. As I relate this one I kind of don’t want to believe it either. It still makes me sick. Sick in the way I feel it send unhappy messages all around my skin and not actually throw up but feel really physically angry about this clown world.
Maybe I just pay attention more than other people or maybe I give people the impression that I won’t judge them? Idk.
I do know I pulled out of the wedding and made some cursory excuse. I didn’t think I was that rude but I still remember having lunch with yet another ‘friend’ at some nightmareishly trendy restaurant in “Upper Valencia” (that’s a joke, kinda) and second friend really took me to task about ‘dirting’ our mutual ‘friend’. “Why’d you do it? She liked you so much?”
I shrugged my shoulders and looked around. I knew I couldn’t tell her it was because bride-friend’s lack of regard for ‘clumps of cells’ like me and you and her made me wildly disgusted and wonder what the point of living as a clump of cells was worth at all. “Feelings aren’t always mutual” I noted as I shoved more salad in my face and met her gaze again. (Christ, maybe I am autistic.)
In no way do I want to suggest that Bride-friend was the norm. That’s why I believe in keeping abortion legal. I honestly believe the norm is a mom who has three kids or so that can’t feed them all. I freely admit this conclusion of mine is based on my feels.
Despite the phrase,”That’s not the kind of wedding I want” continuing to haunt me and despite my illustrious career of being socially awkward. The older I get the more times I reflect on my lack of popularity and think: I may have been in the dark about many things but at least I respected myself and had good instincts (Not a universal truth but at least occasionally). If anyone thinks she was somehow punished for her vanity, as far as I know that is not the case. She had a status-appropriate child one-year later.
All these years later I still live around people who wonder why I “did that to Fake Friend“. I have no desire to be public with her situation in a way that could harm her. I believe more than ever though that if you really care about women; your goal will to be to end feminism.
This is the oft misunderstood song Tupac wrote about feminism. There are some rules that are universal. Tupac was like any person with heart. He hated cultural marxism. He loved his people.
that is health.
(The jail-bars in the video represent the cultural marxism he hated. He’s laughing at the powers that be because he knew that even after the communists killed him he would fight feminism from beyond the grave. He dog-whistled but we all understood. Tupac was a champion of the people vs. the reptilian. That’s why he’s Obie Wan Kanobining in real time.)
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.