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Courtesy of a chan prank that memed the OK hand sign into a symbol of White Identity, shitlibs have been driven to the brink of insanity thinking they’re seeing WHITE SOOOPREMACISTS everywhere. Latest example: Zina Bash, a former law clerk for Brett Kavanaugh. She was spotted by paranoiac shitlibs, sitting behind Kavanaugh with her hand resting in a vaguely OK-shaped position.
LOL this is great. OK signs join whole milk and New Balance sneakers as secret society White supremacy symbols. This is complete ownage of the libs. The marvel of the Maul-Right’s meme machine was how it could “corrupt” innocuous images like a cartoon frog and repurpose them as coded pro-White revolutionary messages that would have shitlibs seeing enemies and saboteurs in every cultural nook and cranny.
The best response to the Left’s paranoia is to subtly but deniably feed into it. Never disavow, never avow. Just let the glorious subtext of supremacy assault the collective psyche of shitlibmania.
Which is exactly what Zina Bash (a half hispanic-half jew White supremacist — a matzorro) did:
The day after the shitlib cantina called for her Nuremberg Trial, she again sat behind Kavanaugh, except this time she purposefully flashed the OK sign.
ZIna Bash — /ourgal/
I love this! Ten years ago, had something like this occurred, the accused would’ve been falling over themselves explaining how nothing was meant by it and how much they love poz and hate any opposition to it. I had gotten so used to it that when the video came out of her yawning and throwing the OK symbol out again, I thought for sure it was shooped. And then I see this. Zina’s performance yesterday was a masterpiece of the art of zfg. She looked right into the eye of the globohomo beast and said: ‘My boss is getting this job and there’s nothing you can do about it. f**k off.’ Aregirl indeed.
Broke: Apologizing to ZOG for giving offense.
Woke: Explaining it was no big deal and that people need to calm down.
Bespoke: Donning a miner’s lamp, grabbing a pick and beating the libs for its salt with a smile.
Falling into the shitlibs’ guilt by association trap was a cuck specialty. Finally, there are some waking up to the futility of playing by the Left’s rules, and fighting back by shitting on every expectation leftoids have of the Right folding like a cheap lawn chair.
Those Days of Grovel are over. The Days of Shivs and Salt are here.