Time to Face Facts-Danger of Outliers-& Unholy Union of Marxism & Fantasy

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.

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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.

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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Why My BF is an absolute hero

So tonight- 

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*Aside*

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. 

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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” 

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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? 

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Interesting that you don’t hear the jewish lobby talk about tolerance much anymore as that is so obviously lolzmonkey.Homeless-person-with-dog

 

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) 

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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” 

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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.

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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. homeless-young-woman-sitting-in-sleeping-bag-london-A1D535

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.”

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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. 

 

 

 

My Life is a prayer

My every second is a prayer. It is an attempt to fulfill the obligation I have to my ancestors and descendants. While it is not as perfect and whole as I would like; it is at the same time a divine fight to protect and care for.

Like everyone else; I am nothing but an antennae of my God.  Whatever knowledge or wisdom I have springs from my belly and not from the chatter-bugs of my mind. 

I am way cuter than degeneracy. I’ve got a little heart-shaped face because physiognomy is real Baby!

This braggadocio does embarrass me but I am willing to risk it. Transgressing my cultural norms is somewhat humiliating but I am obligated to protect my culture more than I am obligated to protect my social standing. I have a responsibility to steward the beautifuls for the well-being of all. The cowards will cower. It’s what parasites do. We cannot blame the weak for their weakness.

 

 

 

Have I mentioned lately how fun blacks are?

So I was a-walking and listening to my head-phones. But I had to untangle my head-phones or something. I’m not sure the exact reason I had them off in area I really don’t like to have head-phones off.

There was a black woman walking in front of me with a little black girl. At first glance I guessed the girls age to be 11 because she seemed rather tall. At second glance, I guessed 9 because she seemed to have not started to develop at all.

As much as I was making an effort to block the world out, I none the less got a big chocolately-treat of “We wuz Queenz“. The woman let out a big and scary belly voice to the young girl, “Your m******* f****** s****** p******** whining!!!!!!”

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 I’m not exactly sure what the mother said because it shocked me so much and was so vile and held a physical threat for the high crime of whining.

(The woman who made this video is clearly of the talented tenth. She's very cute and creative and I am sure is a good mother.)

I knew the voice. I have it within me. I think I’ve used it like 3 times. I don’t know for sure. The only time I know for sure, Is when I was leaving my local Bodega and some 6’4″ (cracker) meth-head followed me out and was fussing at me about allegedly stealing some shiny doo-dad that he owned. I had no idea what he was talking about. The very kind owners of the store, that always look out for me, had one of their mega-sized-sons follow him out and seemed very shocked when out of my body came that very animalistic voice bellowing: “You Back the f^ck up Right now!” 

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I thought my life was in danger at the time. I have to admit it was kind of fun to see even the store owner’s giant son flinch in surprise at my monster voice. They’re always on about how sweet I am and think I can’t take care of myself.

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It’s a voice I’ve never used with someone I know. It’s a voice that neither of my parents ever used with me. It’s a voice I’ve never seen my friends parents use with them. I’m not even sure I’ve used it out of that time that Jimmy-Tweaker-Stewart was coming at me.

But this little girl was getting that voice used on her for whining. It’s doubtful that she even did that. Whining. I observed the mother or grandmother, who knows? She was petite and fashionably dressed.  

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If the ever-nurturing amazing vagina-owner had not been so vicious to the child in her care, I wouldn’t have stumbled over my head-phones so much while feeling absolutely sick and confused over what I was witnessing,

The little girl met my eye as they were going into their courtyard and Ms Yelling had to stop to open the gate.  Her eyes weren’t dead like I have seen with abused Chinese kids. They weren’t pleading as I have seen with abused white kids. I actually sensed an understanding, albeit a very dark one, that it wasn’t right but there was no escape.

As an adult white woman I felt an intense responsibility. Whites are hugely and uniquely bad at being bigots and I am no exception. I looked away from the cute little girl first. I felt intense shame for not even attempting to do something. And I have a history of being courageous enough to do that. I ‘ve taken on 3 generations of Chinese for picking on their tiny girl and I will brag with great success. 

Chinese aren’t blacks though. Of course I approach people like this with humor and flanking so it’s not as easy for them to get straight up physical with me. Blacks though- this one much older than me black woman made me think- yeah…no. I’m not in the mood to star in a Colin Flaherty video. Although honestly I probs could have taken her because white people like myself have superior sense of focused resources vs. silly windmill rubber arms.

But then all her neighbors would have come out-Nevertheless I walked on with my shame but also thinking why is my people’s perspective never a part of this equation? Being around such a foreign people is incredibly stressful. They want to cry about micro-aggressions when all they seem to do is Macro-Aggress against everyone.

“I Don’t Want to Have that kind of Wedding”

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. 

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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 existencefinally 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.

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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. 

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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.

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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?” 

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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.)

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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.

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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. 

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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.  

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(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.)

YOU MAY NOT LIKE BUT THIS IS WHAT PEAK POTTER LOOKS LIKE

 

Maybe we should change the word feminist to “dementors” they’re just as creepy and corny.

I think I read the first 4 Potter books. I read at least 3 and still have them but I am not at home to look. I suspect a large part of the popularity was that no one read anything when they became popular. I enjoyed the ones I read alright-but they’re really not that good. 

I read constantly as a child because I didn’t have access to ‘screen time’ my digital life was very limited and there was no t.v. to turn on. So it just didn’t affect me as much as it impacted these cases:

 

 

Pathetic. Srsly. I feel the same way about these people but especially the men as I feel about seeing grown man on scooters. It’s not a warm happy feeling.

“You have to have a broom between your legs at all times.”   I guess I shouldn’t complain as it is kind of aposematic.

The Bestest Part About Hillary Gassing Herself: More About Alt-Right Being Product of YT Male-Mind

I don’t think Christopher Hitchens was the first person to say women aren’t funny: 

People often tell me I am funny. It’s hard to tell though. People tell me I do a lot of things perfectly, that it is perfectly clear that I don’t. Most of the time I am doing my ‘perfect things’  I am being praised by men. With funny I do get it from lady-people too. They often add the caveat that my humor is subtle and warm. 

From my perspective my humor is defensive. I know a lot of the things I say other people will only hear if I hit them in their funny-bone. People have even told me I should do stand-up. I shrink away when they say that. I don’t ape the male style-and a lot of male comedy I don’t care for bc 90% of them are: I am a sexual failure. Okay. Whatever.

 

Libs can’t Meme

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I wish I knew who to credit for this but I do not.

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Here is HRC’s communication team when they accidentally got locked inside a bathroom. Look at that diversity. There is at least one goy-looking girl 3rd from the left. 

We know Pepe got BTFO by these “I am as man as a man women” That’s why HRC won in a land-slide.

I’d like to give some cereal historical context to what I feel is yet another example of the western mind climbing up Jacob’s ladder of DNA to the minds of young western men. Some of these young men are very aware of the historical nature others were forced into genetic memory of :  

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Some retards like our least favorite toy-PissDad say things like this: 

Sorry about what you did to your kids, PissDad but I am just going to leave this here: 

 

Rochefoucauld is the great ancestor of our own Pepe. He did it for the lulz. Just like our Meme-Magicians that just saved western culture for us and proved exactly WHY globalism is the product of a broken and doomed psychology.

 

The fools behind globalism believe they can do something for the first time in history, that they have never done successfully in the history of the world. Trade in humanity, as if we are just parts exchanged for parts. Just like HRC thought she could jettison the white male and do battle with them with HURR lady-hires.  Just like she thought she could appropriate the black vote.  Just like globalists think that getting rid of whites wouldn’t be the worst thing that could ever happen to them. short-sighted. 

Mother Nature has no sense of humor. She’s not in it for the lulz. She’s in it like a hormonal monster. 

So the meme magicians had to say: “Some globalists you just can’t reach. So you get what we had here last election. Which is the way he wants it. Well he gets it! I don’t like it any more than you globalists” 

 

 

  Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever. -Francois de La Rochefoucauld

Globalists can strive and try and hope and copy. It doesn’t matter. It cannot be faked. What they want is only ours. Our beauty and our architecture doesn’t exist without us anymore than HRC can bantz.  No one can build what is not inside them already. We’ve already won.

Time for the globalists to stop asking for our endorsement and start asking for our mercy.  At this point we are not able to comment on that.