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The Race To Self-Disgrace

I couldn’t hold my lunch down reading this anecdote from mendo,

On the subject of shitlib talking points:

I’m in the elevator, getting ready to leave for the day. it stops on on floor and two guys enter: one a whiteish looking dood with dreadlocks that would rival Bob Marley and some brit limpwristed bloke.

Dreads is yapping away about his kid or some such as they enter. He also stinks. Limpwrist then adds that his daughter doesn’t like boys or girls; that she’s really asexual. Dreads agrees in that tone of agreement that accompanies such dialog.

Limpwrist says it makes him feel better that she’s asexual. Says it like a normal man would talk about the fact that his six year old son wants to plough his female teacher.

We all exit the elevator at the lobby and Dreads adds that he’s been married six times and he hopes his son is gay. Both men laughed. Dreads says he oughta put it on a shirt. This was normal to them. All of it.

Soyborn White males have so debased themselves, and live within the constraints of such a malignantly corrupt culture, that they ostentatiously display their fealty to the most undignified tenets imaginable.

Status signaling about hoped-for asexual daughters and gay sons is how soyborns “fit in” to the reigning Whitegeist. It’s public profession of faith in a religion which teaches the ultimate good is the social and genetic annihilation of their own race.

They don’t have to really believe their signaling for the constant vows of faithfulness to Globohomo to rot their brains. If you say something self-evidently stupid enough times, you’ll either start to believe it yourself or you’ll actively seek allies to the cause in order to avoid a second of self-reflection. Sad!

Related, I’ve noticed an increased effort by shitlib friends to draw others into “alliance” with whatever their cause du jour happens to be. It’s a try-hard recruitment push that coincides with mass red pilling among White normies, and which I think is the best evidence that the country is nearing a political and social inflection point.

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Johnny Redux comments,

I’ll say it again, they want your White sons gay or dead, and your White daughters pimped out to browns and blacks.

A reader has used Gimp Dog Game with a chick.

Why not? It’s funny af. If a girl is giving you a hard time, or she’s fishing for your thirst, send over Gimp Dog to dance on her un-stroked ego.

Gimp Dog is the equal of Birthday Cat in the non sequitur department, he’s just as baffling to girls expecting a predictably boring beta male response, and he carries an air of subtle condescension and amused mastery.

PS This nuclear neg Trump gives to Bernard Sanders is pretty much how I imagine Trump picked up all of his women.

PPS Stool Wars

The Backup Country

“People are beginning to ask the right questions”

A reader asks,

How on earth can you expect someone to do what is best for their country, vote for the best of their country, when they have a BACKUP country to go to?

An exceptionally fair question which does not slavishly taint-lick the implied subject of the question, so you and your family will suffer banishment from canaanite society, driven to penury and isolation.

He’s not handsome but, you know, chicks dig a man who’s killed a mountain lion with his bare hands.

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According to news sources, he wrestled the puma to the ground and got the big cat on its back, pinning it with his body, and from that position he was able to grab a rock and bash the cat’s head.

PS There’s the Thousand Cock Stare, and then there’s the One Cock In A Thousand Stare, which this woman has for him.

Tattoo parlors are experiencing a decline in customers for the first time in years, maybe decades. 70% of laser tattoo removal clients are women.

My hope is that we are entering a new age of revitalized femininity, when (White) women rebel against the tankgrrl ethos that has dominated the American sexual market landscape for the past two generations.

I, for one, am sick and tired, not to mention repulsed, by the butt-kicking superbabes, the gun-toting NRA babes, the careerist shrikes, and the battlecunts storming Cuntgress.

I want feminine women back. Beautiful, soft, vulnerable, charming feminine girls who don’t have a stick up their asses about men.

Or maybe I’m getting ahead of myself.

Based&Christpilled Hungarians

Eastern Europe will carry the torch of Western Civ/European Christendom after Northwestern Europe surrenders it.

Do we have a based&whitepilled president in Trump?

The central mystery of the Trump Presidency is this: Does Trump understand the National Question, and if so does he agree with its basic premise?

Because if he does, then his actions to date are somewhat baffling.

If he doesn’t on either count, then his actions make some sense if seen as those of a man who truly believes the sole point of the Wall is to keep out drugs.

PS On Ivanka’s hobbyhorse, paid family leave:

Paid family leave likely won’t do what’s implied by it: raise the birthrate of White Americans. It does sound good and it will bolster Trump’s 2020 election chances.

In fact, PFL is more likely to suppress White fertility, by encouraging more women to join the workforce.

The lasting solution is high wage jobs for men that allows women to be SAHMs.

PPS Here are the anti-MAGA provisions in the bill Trump just signed:

1) Less of a wall than even what Democrats already agreed to

2) Liberal local officials have veto power

3) Bill contains a blatant amnesty

4) More funding to manage and induce the invasion rather than to deter

5) Doubling low-skilled workers

Word is that McConnell lied to Trump that there were no “land mines” in the bill. Trump should have insisted on reading the whole damned thing himself, even it it meant weeks before making a decision on it.

Paris, Then And Now

And by “then”, I mean a mere 17 years ago.

Diversity + Proximity = Filth

It doesn’t take long for pathological altruism to transform White cities into cisterns. Seventeen years of open borders and Paris is now a dump.

The Rued Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your incapable, your needy,
And your hostile masses yearning to…

Give me your hustlers, your thieves,
And your welfare cheats yearning to…

Give me your charlatans, your grifters,
And your scam artists yearning to…

Give me your spies, your cartel warlords,
And your lowbrow tastemakers yearning to…

Give me your e coli vectors, your ugly fat women,
And your brawndo-chugging submentals yearning to…

*record scratch*

“Dad?”

Dad breathes through hospital mask, set against slate gray post-nuclear sky.

“Yes, son?”

“I read this poem called The New Colossus. Was America really like that, back then?”

“Like what?”

“You know, not really a country. With no history. Like a homeless shelter…for the world.”

“A long time ago, before the troubles, America was a country. A real country. But then lots of people read that poem you’re reading — The New Colossus — and believed in it. But it was a lie, and the people were fooled.”

“Was America ever great?”

“Yes, she was. The greatest. For a time.”

“What happened?”

“Pride. Hubris. Americans let it go to their heads. They thought their Constitution was magic paper anyone could read and understand. So they let everyone in, to live under the rules and ways declared in that Constitution. To make a heaven on earth.”

“And?”

“And the new people ignored it.” Dad looks wistfully at the horizon. “It all ended so fast.”

“The troubles?”

“America. The country of your great-grandparents. The troubles went on for a long time. My parents would tell me the wars weren’t noble. No one fought for America; they fought for turf.”

“The bombs…”

“Yes. Fearsome. Millions died. If all the bombs had been used, we would not be standing here today.”

“Will we make the same mistake in our new country?”

“Only if your history is taken from you.”

The boy is defiant. “I won’t let that happen!”

“Maybe you can rewrite that poem you read, for future generations. But this time, make it truthful.”

…yearning to colonize America,
The wretched invaders of primitives born.
Send these, the hordes, ungrateful, to me,
I give my home to foes from distant shores!”

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Caudill adds,

This kind of stuff always reminds me of the villain at the end of a heroic tale trying to convince the hero that he has already lost and should not bother trying to stop his fate. This is right before he lops off the devil’s head with a claymore, shoots him with a laser blaster or fills him full of lead from a giant machine gun.

AOC is a radical commie leftwinger overseas puerto rican midwit who snipes as much against her own Democrat Party as she does against all that is true and beautiful in the world.

Ilhan Omar is a radical commie leftwinger overseas somali lackwit who barrels through the JQ and forces the media and uniparty to scramble for cover before too many normies are redpilled on the nature of their overlords.

The question is whether the aoc-omar entity destroys the Dems from within before the party can complete its demographic terraforming of America, or if they capitulate and are sufficiently converged to the globohomo borg and recruited as just more sloot soldiers in the war against White America.

tfw you marvel at the whims of a universe which decides an aoc/omar slag team will heighten contradictions in a rapidly degenerating empire and pull it back from the precipice of collapse.

******

“Behave yourself, guest.”

The new Maul-Right message of love.

Leave it to a based&crescentpilled imam to execute a level 99 Thot Patrol.

Better: “Buh Bye, guest.”

From a groyperfrog:

the brotherfucker names the [special people]
>the Imam patrols the brotherfucker when she gets lippy with the locals’ sheik

The Alt-Right/Islamic alliance will be the most unexpected development of 2019.

At this point, I’m game. Grab the popcorn.

My award for Most Disingenuous Shitlib Media Talking Point of the Month goes to NPR, for sneering that “most drugs enter through legal ports of entry”, as if this was a rebuke to Trump’s claim that an unprotected border lets in lots of drugs.

NPR neglects to inform its captivated NPC listeners that of course more drugs will be intercepted at chokepoints swarming with border police, rather than along a thousand miles of relatively unguarded open land.

The shitlib is nothing without his disingenuous rhetoric.

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AntiDem quips,

So… what they’re saying is that we shouldn’t let foreigners in through legal ports of entry, either?

Smash Islamophobia joins the media-mocking fun,

Kinda reminiscent of the “There’s no voter fraud — because we don’t look for it, and don’t prosecute it when we accidentally find it” talking point.

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