Indiana kills it with that wide pelvis and all that follows. I think we're going to have to reverse 1776 before Joe Biden beats us too it. I would say GB is an enormous delight were it not a female version of myself.
Looks like a standard bit of totty.
North Korea is laughing at us. Even they did not have to go this far.
Because like Chauvin I care not for optics, let them click. We don't need peer approval. What is right or wrong is baked into us and we'll fight to our last breath and to the last of us.
You'll miss us. We won't miss you.
God sacrificed himself to make us. In his own image. He threw the dice. This is why we must be judged. If we had nothing of ourselves, like he gave then how could he judge us and condemn us without doing so himself?
I was raised an atheist but I am his sword. If he does not exist then I do and I am the torch in the dark. Either way, I have already been deprived from birth and I'll not let anyone else do so. I'm already misshapen and blind in one eye being beaten up in the womb in some kind of bizarre abortion attempt. I keep having flashbackes. I can't remember the visuals or anything else. I had no other senses.
I do however remember the intent to kill. It was embedded in me. I always have to fight it off, it was the first thing I learnt. When I wasn't separated from my mother. I'm always fighting with the most other whelming urge to live at any expense and to die at any expense because that's all I remember from the battle in the womb and the scars I carry from it, the congenital deformities.
My mother had me operated on, but it never fixed me. I had to make up for that myself despite all the failed operations where as a baby they took my insides out and play with them then put them back to no avail.
They tried to put me on drugs. They failed. They tried to turn me trans, they failed. Yet here I am. The leftist experiment. Raised by feminists. Made to sleep in a closet on the flaoor for a year like Anne Frank in hiding from my scary violent father (who after beating the shit out of my mother became a Muslim the scumbag), the only white boy in school, the only non-Muslim (they hit me sometimes), supposedly their prodigy. Even almost made me trans. Think again.
They did their "best" to me. Turns out it was also their worst and turns out it turned me against them. They can't even turn the most vulnerable, a child to their ways. On boy. Fifty feminists (shout out to the ones that sexually abused me and screwed me up when it comes to relationships). Fifty blacks. Fifty Muslims.
All face to face I did not relent. They all cried. White supremacy they wailed. Make all the noises you like wench it'll only ensure I shut you up sooner rather than later.
They deserve the death sentence but we're all too good we have to rage against ourselves as to who pulls the short straw to be the executioner.
If you can't stand in front of the truth and God in all his blinding light then let another do the same.
It's all so easy but this is also how they came to fill all these positions of power, our own reluctance to do what had to be done was superseded by their own tendency to do anything to further their own agenda.
I care not what you think but what I'll do to them will make you recoil and it's your own fault. If you'd recoiled against what they were doing earlier it would not have come to this.
Grrrr. Look at them. They are walking carrion. Signal all they want. They're signalling that they are the walking dead. Time to call in the vultures.
In London we're planning a big war.
We're going to form big street gangs, like flocks of birds.
We're going to fly by and beat up all enemies like a ball of critters.
Journalists, politicians, drug dealers, pimps, bent cops, blackmailers, academics, we're not going to discriminate.
The Big War is on. Us against all other scum bags. It's going down.
Big War! Bi-bi-no not sexual war, nuclear war, Big War! Big War!
All scumbags, villain and facilitators we'll beat them up, rough and tumble then continue on. Biiiiiiigg war!
Wear all gear up and ready to die so do your worst my body is ready to soak up as much lead as it can until your clips run out. That'll happen before we run away. We fear no death. We have suffered worse already. We have no liberty.
You already killed me and now you threaten me with death?
It all makes sense now. To be fair she looks like my mother and she's a big nordic man eating beast or an ogre. I'm surprised she didn't eat me the moment I came out. There you really do have to eat what you must to survive. Thank you mother for not eating me. Thank you genetics for allowing me to out grow her vagina and then her mouth too fast otherwise well it's like the eels the have to swim upstream otherwise they eat their young.
I'm a white dude and well what takes precedence is that I'm my own dude.
The thing is that are some things that transcend being black or white.
Have you been the first person to figure something out? It's worse than being the last.
These people are ripping us all off. They're only in it for themselves.
When they fool white people that want to be the fake heroes of black people like when you're trying to get a girl laid so you have your brother in arms bother her then you come in to save the day and he scurries off then she's left with you it's like that.
This kind of blood libel making up cases of white people killing blacks doesn't just injure us through defamation. It injures you as well. These people are all in it for themselves, we're all their enemy white or black.
They're the opposite of peacekeepers. When black people are being made paranoid of these false threats it's because they are threats and they are a bigger threat even than racism to either of us.
I like a bit of healthy competition but these people...
They're out playing themselves. They're cheating and doing everything they can to destroy every other competitor.
Do you know what they are really doing? They are proving that if the racists had isolated their class then they would have been right.
I'm going to be honest, I have my own life to worry about. Not blacks or other whites. Growing up from poverty. These people though in their class with no real worries or stressors.
Once I was the only white kid in the playground and they did something dishonourable and they all pilled in on me and I still relented against fifty black people and won. Why? Nothing to do with black or white. What I did was right. They then all felt that in their souls. Whatever vessel there is always the pilot. They did good despite their suboptimal vessels.
When I talk to white people they have fragility, on the left but not the sadist deangelo version where we can't be equals, the version of like a wrestling match.
Especially women tell me crap like you can't say that she's from abroad or black. It's projection. They're the ones with the problem.
They're not just playing black people for the fool in their racism thinking they're stupid they're playing masses of white people so racist against themselves their self aggrandisement convinces them before hand they can never be the fool, a victim of their own prejudice, one which the devil wont let slide.
Black or white anyone who over comes I'll stand with them. I'll fight with them. I'll bleed with them. I'll die for what is right if I must. They think they can virtue signal saying a few words but lets see how they fair when there it more on the line than their tongue.
We must learn to be what we really are. To bear fangs. They make us the chickens and them the foxes but we are the wolves we merely deny ourselves. Learn to deny them instead.
Translation: Be my brother in arms. It's hard enough to find a good soul among anyone white or black. When a brave soul presents themselves we should not ignore it. A good soul is so precious you simply cannot afford to judge it be its vessel which goes by a pound a dozen. Bravery inspires bravery. Carry on this path. We must all rise above ourselves. They have one thing in common, vices, that they wish to stick to. This is why they virtue signal, to make up for what they don't have. Join the rest of us in the true land of the virtuous and we won't give a damn if people know us or not for we know ourselves. Not what we want to be in the eyes of others but what we are and for that very reason shall we shield ourselves from the eyes of others.
We need to stop playing this stupid game with them. It's all about illegals voting for them. It's all about votes to them. You need to stop preventing to be civil. They're savages pretending to be civil.
Meat them on even terms.
I wouldn't hesitate to gut them if they dare step outside the boundaries of honour. I don't care what anyone else says or does.
I am an angel or the closest there is to it. The nephilim. I would rather die than bow to them. I submit myself to honour and justice, that which is right and true, for better or for worse.
They can do their worst. They can torture me, kill me but they shall never have me. If they are to do with me as they please then they can only do away with me.
You say give me liberty or give me death but given the choice do you put your money where your mouth is? Are you truly willing to pay the ultimate price for freedom, to die but to never be the recipient of this reward? Instead those who were afraid to pay receive the benefit. Sooner or later though, the next month will come and we'll be dead. Then who pays the bills?
I have no choice and I wouldn't want it. Either there is honour and glory or nothing. Nothing else is worth living for, nothing else makes life worth living for.
Looks like one of those corpses they dug up in Pompeii. Or one of those mummies they found in a peat bog. Did you know piss is a preservative? He should let me piss all over his deteriorating face.
He's a lapdog. Just look at him and his demeanour. Also he is highly reserved. He retracts all the time, coils up. Keeping to himself. Until he lashes out. He clearly tries to avoid fights and measures up who is winning. He's a deserter that has risen to the top using that unique skill few others have.
To be honest I feel bad for not turning on him sooner. Just look at him. His make up artists are the same as the rest of them. He looks like the result of taxidermy.
I'm normally one to just say things as they are but even in this case when I smelt a rat I fell in to the trap of staying silent because sometimes you can make it so.
I should have stuck to my instincts in this case. To be fair they usually fail me in most other cases.
Imagine ordering a Diamond and Silk but when you answer the anticipated knock on the door you open it only for your eyes to be greeted with that monstrosity.
It happened to me for real once. She used fake pictures on the dating site. I'm actually not lying.
I thought I would see two girls not one girthy girl with the bread and width of two. I tried to make the most of it but I think she made more of me even though there was way more of her than there was me.
It turned out alright though because she felt bad about it and referred me over to her friend now she was a peach rawdogged her what a piece of sicilian spice and looking at her in the read view mirror oh boy what a sight to behold.
My only regret is that I pulled out as instructed. I struck myself down and have at least one less baby. Could be worse. If I had been wicked and selfish I would have been struck down. Like he strikes down the guy who didn't pull out as instructed.
I do as God commands. I'm sorry, that's one less baby, sometimes one more but I do as I must.
What the fuck is that? It's horrible to look at. What is this eyesore? Why would you do this to me? My eyes my eyes! It stings! Is this the new goatse? It's worse.
I'd like to see her face (for once) after one of those glowing slippery sausages slides up her ass. That expression would be frozen on her face better than any of that taxidermy she goes for. Imagine going from putting on make up to your make up artist being the most talented one, the one who has to make corpses look good and you still look worse than death.
It's like Homer when handling the nuclear rods!
In reality, I can tell you most cops don't actually do that. In this case they're also tied up. They don't have infinite hands or time. They're struggling just to hobble him. That's how these situations evolve, people don't always make it easy for you. The job of the cops is to go into all the most difficult situations there are but ultimately, train them as much as you like, train them to death, they're still humans. The only thing I can see Chauvin is guilty off is working too much to support his high end wife who left him at the first sign of trouble, the ball and chain plus being a deer stuck in the headlights. Those camera shows, they have a lot of footage. They only show you the best of it. When either deliberately or incidentally they're posing for the camera (to show them in their best light), the opposite of the case with Chauvin. In his case it was like being caught with your hand in the cookie jar but it's not, it just looks like that. The video you have the guy is already out of it, in uniform, etc.
The thing is I don't get is that prostitution is legal here in the UK. You can look up prices. Nearly everything around it is illegal but not the thing itself. The market is presumable quite small. Perhaps one in ten thousand women or less.
He's paying these quite a lot so I think for the whole day. Most normal advertisements though are for an hour. He's splooging on all nighters I think or he's being over charged.
This is a well studied concept here. Keeping the thing legal itself does squeeze off pimps but it's not that alone you still need active suppression.
In the UK we beat up pimps. Pimps get a girl hooked on cocaine or drugs or even just offer them a way into that stream of revenue then they become dependent. Like slaves.
The USA has a serious problem with pimps or "agents" that's out of control.
What you have to do right, it's very simple, you cave their skulls in and make their brains spill out then run away. When a druggie comes on your estate and is going to parties and they're trying to enslave your women, your girls, put their hooks into them with drugs here's what you do...
You storm in to their home, smash in their door, drag them out, hang them up in the street naked and skin them alive, cut off their genitalia, leave them hanging their bleeding to death. Anyone charges in to help them smack them upside the head as they go by.
Protect your people. Make the criminals pray for the police to catch them before we do. The police can only put them in jail. We can do anything we like to them.
I have some trauma around this which you can see with the violence but you need to understand this is how they operate. You can't use the same operating procedures as on civilised people. They're not on that wavelength.
I've been to Paris and can confirm. It's a shithole. I grew up in poverty elsewhere but Paris was pretty bad these days.
There are massive bunches of them loitering all over the place. HIV testing vans pulled up on the corner. They're selling all kinds of dodgy stuff including supermarket trolleys converted into very makeshift grills.
I've been to developing countries as well and it actually had that feel. Not all places are messed up but very large swaths are. The scooters are a lot of fun though. People just leave them lying all over. Saw a sticker right outside the place I was staying on the pipe saying "no human is illegal". If I remember it was spelt incorrectly. I have no idea why it wasn't in French. Mysteries of the universe.
I've been to the developed world and it felt like that. It's particularly strange because I've been to places like London and despite the huge problems it doesn't feel like walking around in a third world country as much. You don't have people just idling everywhere and stuff like that.
The only consolation is that it's France.
Awkward juxtaposition.
What this really gets at is contempt. When people feel contempt certain rules of decorum don't apply any longer. You do the same thing back in a manner of speaking.
People like Pelosi exist high up above us. It's like when a bird shits on you from up above. She does such disgusting things from up on high it's like being shat on. You have these feeling when a bird flies down next to you that you want to grab it and shit on it to teach it a lesson.
Though I'd hold back in the case of a hapless avian if I had the chance I'd shit on Pelosi's doorstep, I'd shit in her desk, I'd shit in her handbag, I'd shit in her shoe, I'd shit in her bed, I'd find an opened and half consumed tub of chocolate icecream in her freezer and shit in that to top it up. I'd shit on her brand new $50000 genius of the Carpathians wool carpet. I'd shit right down her gullet given half the chance.
To the normal person that would be disgusting and they wouldn't deserve it but when it comes to the likes of Pelosi it's a more appropriate depository than a toilet.
Because I secretly like to think of myself as the first person to ever shit in an urinal since I never heard of such a thing until South Park. When growing up people would shit everywhere, I remember a woman once on the platform screaming in rage there's a shit, a human shit, in the lift. Never however the urinal. Come to think of it I've never heard of it happening in the sink. Peeing in the sink yes but nothing else.
It's odd because I'm tall and fair, used to be slender but like my women quite compact and intermediate brown, especially Latin, Mediterranean, Persian or Indian.
However I have been diagnosed as a white supremacist for my position on immigration so surely I must be colour blind and mistaking them for Ayran women somehow. To be fair the wide pelvis preference would indicate some preference for intellectually superior children with larger brains than might pass through the birth canal.