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.
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.
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.
A couple of days ago a young man asked me if I went to the fair last weekend. “there was a fair?” I asked.
He nodded and quietly said “yes“. My mini-mind searched it’s memory and came up with this:
what he meant however is this:
I said no. I said ‘hell to the nah nah’ I said that is not healthy.
I related a memory of when there was a fabric store on the same street as this fair. I didn’t remember the date as I have never been a fan of it. I was attempting to buy some fabric and a giant huWhite man dressed in a nazi costume complete with swastika and riding crop gave me the once over twice. I was actually kind of terrified. The cops were close by so I didn’t bother so much.
I thought about it later. How is it that wearing a nazi costume while attending a degenerate ball doesn’t even get a second glance? While at the same time simply being white or advocating for free speech gets you called a nazi in a pejorative way? How is it that a young man thinks it is perfectly acceptable to ask a woman he doesn’t know very well if she went to a BDSM fête?
If black lives matter to you this is the only course of action you can support
They are literally killing the noble coloreds all semester long !!! you may think this is absurd but I’ve got proof !!!!! In the form of a snuff film, where a stronk melanated BB American is being murdered by a racist white girl. It’s heartbreaking to hear the trembling victim say to her oppressoratoress:
“…Bitch! I don’t care!(Even as she is being cut down in the prime of her life the amazing high-testosterone female’s empathy is profound!)
*note to reader: the white supremacizzle letters and words of orchid color I am using are only for the purpose of technical whitesplaining for any cave-beasts reading here,
…White people are inherently racist!…years and years and years ago by colonization.(I’m pretty sure she means civilization but one can forgive misspeaking while one is being sliced with the machete of whitesilence)…but if your gonna get mad because some people in the class called you out for being silent and for not doing anything and then telling you to shut the f^ck up because you’ve been killing me all quarter with your white silence…
(A testament to her stronk that it’s taking a whole quarter to funnel the life out of her body it also indicates that white murderesses should probably find more effective weapons. Maybe they should study the nazis. I heard they put jews in a cage with a bear and an eagle. The eagle would eat their eyes and then bear would delight on their body.True not the most efficient but at least it wouldn’t take all quarter.)
…and you’re angry that I told you to shut the f^ck up. You’re angry that I also told you to speak…
(You can hear a literal chalkening. It’s terrifying)
…I swear to God the next thing that comes out of anybody’s mouth is their white feelings…I will scream loud enough to break every window in this f^cking building. Try me…”
(I don’t think anyone will blame her for screaming while she is being literally forced to lie beneath a giant iron set on linen. Honestly, you have to admire the way the proud color-body of woman sticks to the Socratic method until the end. Look Colorables may hate cave-devils more than a Monday morning is long, but one thing they will not do. They will not deny to be the !!!real!!!B.O.C. *BeastsofCaves* that founded western civilization out of cotton and peanut-butter. We all know these are the sticky and strange discourses in the gymnasium in which western culture twerked itself into being. Never the less the crying white-gerbil puts her proud black body on the 24:1 ironing board and presses —-steam—- with her cracka-pinky thinking ‘content of character’ isn’t just some mo’ bullshid if u axing me.)
3:59 to 5:26
You may not like it but this is what peak white supremacy looks like:
The president admits he is a white supremacististist! Triple ists. Well quelle me surprised. George calls for death to all coloredables (weird they always choose only the one color).
The man who made this video is exposing his own budding nazism under George’s sinister tutelage. He apparently is finishing up his extensive study in why white men have punished the entire earth with their most humane civilizations ever inflicted upon this flat globe at Evergreen.
He is very thoughtful and I want to be annoyed and am actually annoyed by his effete gestures and being overly careful and actually apologizing in advance for possibly hurting the feelings of people who want him broke and dead and his children raped and they think it’s funny. (I realize I am fouling up the quote of the great Sam Hyde and promise to commit it accurately to memory at some later date which may or may not happen).
I want to say to him “Hey f@ggot why don’t you start lifting because it appears your brain is still working but all this apologia makes everything take toooooo long! For the love of God man turn of the marxist poison and trust your senses. You know quite well what is happening and there is no need for any decohenstruction or unpacking.”
Realistically though this took some courage for him to post and inquire into this matter. He did it quite thoughtfully and bravely- being that he comes from such a hostile and dangerous environment. It probably is helpful for a lot of people too.
I would really encourage anyone who sees this to immediately contact the governor of Washington State and demand that he call in the National Guard. Murdering blacks every day over a torturous quarter with White Silence. I may be a horrible wonderful bigot but I do not support violence. This is not who we are as a people, people! It’s time to stop the slaughter!
Contact info and notice how he doesn’t even mention the Colochaust Hoax that is a real happening! The White Silence, it’s much worse than all the examples of whitesbeing hunted and slaughtered in our own country!
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!!!!!!”
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!”
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.
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.
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 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.)