To move away from the rather grim realities of Gaza genocide, public policy, pedophiles, politicians, and so on, it all being grim mostly due to an absence of all of these parasites, mass murderers, and child rapists swinging from trees and lampposts, I thought I would share a slightly lighter event from my life, and that is my wife and I’s discussion of my celebrity crush: Emily Blunt.
When we watch the odd film, that my wife manages to stay awake for past the initial credits, there was a time that if Dwayne Johnson was in it, she would say “Oh yes!” to it, she has since gone completely off him after some allegations (I have no knowledge about their veracity or otherwise) that appeared somewhere that he was for hire to service men or women in what I think is the male equivalent of “yachting” for female actresses. Anyway, her tastes vary generally, or are more broad than mine.
I, a true connoisseur of refined taste, have only really had two celebrity crushes (and yes, yes, let’s all just pretend Hollyweird is not a hive of pedophiles and worse for a minute here, this is fantasy land territory).
The first was Madeline Stowe, who in her prime was a vision, and more recently, Emily Blunt.
Oh, there was also Famke Jannsen, but a couple of years ago I saw her in a new film or TV series or something, and Oh, my God… my brain was fried. Whoever her plastic surgeon was should be hung, drawn and quartered. While she was not quite Donatella Versace level of African Mask make-over, it was a rude shock. So much so my brain has practically excised her from memory.
So it’s Madeline Stowe, and yes, she has slightly asymmetrical features, and they only make her prettier.

And when Madeline was gracefully “retired” in my mind, the only other actress I found very attractive was Emily Blunt.

They might seem quite different women, but they are both in that range of beauty that goes near or above 9 and from which, no real agreement between men can be reached. No one is a 10 to everyone, but some are tens to some. Beyond 9, the numbers get hazy. As does the sanity, of course, as I wrote about many moons ago, nevertheless, while Stowe could have been described as more Latino-ish and smouldering, and Blunt more quintessentially English, they both have a playfulness that would no doubt come into it behind closed doors. I also probably had a soft spot for Emily because in many ways she does remind me quite a bit of my wife. Aside the pretty looks, they have quirky senses of humour, although I suspect Emily’s dark side is kept a little away from the cameras. But overall there is a playful intelligence and the generally somewhat amusing English shyness mixed with slightly ridiculous rigid logic and somewhat absurd concepts of empathy and humanity makes such women endearing to me.
Anyway, given our dark humour, my wife and I habitually tease each other on pretty much anything and everything. Needling each other with our hypothetical “crushes” on random actors/actresses is part of the fun. Of course, for all we know they are horrible people in real life, or maybe not, but I somehow think it’s unlikely we’d ever bump into them at the local rural market on a random Tuesday and find out or become great friends, so it’s all just fantasy.
Today, my wife struck a low blow. I received this message… out of the blue.
https://www.veraclinic.net/emily-blunt-plastic-surgery/
So uncalled for. Hurtful really.
I protested, said it was all lies, just vicious gossip. Our text conversation was quite tragic.
As I asserted Emily was all natural, and I was willing to prove it with my body! For science! She retorted that I would never be able to tell if Emily would enjoy the process, what with her being practically mummified now.
Wife: Shame, it made her eyes all wonky.
Me: LIES!!
Wife:

Me: Jealousy makes you evil!
Wife: Emily is a waxwork now darling, Lol!
I tried to placate the green monster…
Me: I remember thinking she’s around your age in the last film I saw (some drama about big Pharma) and she clearly has aged but is still pretty and I thought she is one of the few that has aged nearly as well as you…
I wasn’t falsely flattering her, I do think that.
Wife: But alas, she succumbed to the call of the plastic. Vain little creature.
Me: (more seriously) but did she? I skimmed the article you sent and couldn’t notice from the pictures in it I glanced at.
Wife: I saw pictures of her at a recent event and was like: Shit, what has she done?
Me: No! Not Emily!
Wife: I know it may take some time for these news to set in, But you’re a smart man, and clearly, though your brain gets all dizzy and F* up around certain types of women…
Me: Hot slutty ones?
Wife: you will clearly see in front of you here a botched bit of facial work. Sad. So sad Emily.
Me: (expecting a sadly revealing picture) No! Spare me the trauma! Let me Dream!
Wife: Ok.

Wife: Emily can’t do that (wink)
Me: (Waiting)
Me: You really not going to send it? I thought you knew me better than that. Send it!
Wife:

Me:
Wife:

Wife: Now she’s angry
You just can’t tell.
Me: (Laughing)
Wife: Bitch has gone full Essex on you!
Me: I can still dream… maybe seen from behind…
Wife: For now… but she’s on the train…
Me: Wow… the knives! The SCALPELS you’re throwing at poor Emily!
Wife: I can’t help it. I’m disappointed in her.
Me: (knowing this is probably true actually) Still, the cattiness… ferocious!
Wife: Ah… go write about it. (We have another way of saying this in Italian I think. It also starts with “Ah…” and also “Go…” slightly different ending though.)
Me: I will!
Wife: I’m sure.
Me: Title? Wife Savages Emily Blunt! Husband Worst Hit!
Wife: How I know She Loves me. Hahahaha
And so there you have it, ladies and gentlemen.
And Emily, if you ever read this… please, for the love of God, stop. You’re still beautiful, and you know, you can come round our place and my wife can give you a pep talk about self-confidence. Or I can. It’ll be fine, we’re Catholics, we can’t divorce, and I still have good reflexes, the knife stabs probably won’t kill me. Maybe a little scarring, but hey, you’re not new to that eh?
Oh and even if I liked his Jack Ryan series, it’s ok, you can leave the husband at home, someone needs to look after the kids after all.
Yeah, that’s how we roll. We’re not really very nice people. That’s why we’re Catholics. God came to save the worst of the lot, didn’t you know?
Russia speaks directly
The Russians have seen the sabre rattling of the French Chihuahua, Macaroon, the brain damaged Polaks, and other assorted neurotic European poodles, all pushed by the increasingly neurotic Jewish masters at the helm behind the obese, fake-food filled, brain-stunned by drugs, Americans.
And since the Russian softly, softly diplomacy followed by surgical military precision designed to remove the roots of the cancer at their doorstep, rather than just the cancer itself, has not been heard by the Satanic pedophiles, bankers, and deluded idiots behind the deep state of the USA, the Russians are now making sure that this time they speak plainly.
For anyone to think the Russians are bluffing on this score, they literally would have to be abysmally ignorant of Russian culture/philosophy/strategy (checked that box! The gay freaks in charge are all of the above, and arrogantly assuming the things that worked in 1915-1917 will still work today), and also completely retarded (also checked this one! Maybe it’s the generational inbreeding).
Here is another, and the guy talking is not just a tv presenter or some random Russian guy. He is the press secretary for Vladimir Putin.
In other words, Russians don’t do American chest beating displays a la Trump. As it used to be the same in Italy when I was small, and watched karate competitions where my dad taught and trained, a brash display of ego, for Russians of a certain age, mine or higher certainly, is thought to demonstrate weakness. Unmanliness.
The Americanisation of the planet means that young people today have probably never seen a martial arts bout where the fighters fight, bleed, win and lose, and maintain a stoic bearing, no shouting, no smiling, nothing on their face but focus, and the crowd too, silent. Watching two men size each other up and fight fairly even if hard and brutally.
Russian culture still has this idea in its own way. As do all men worthy of the title in any meaningful way. They are not bluffing. They just realised that Americans and even more so, the people who run and own America, simply do not understand this concept. To them, words are the “thing”. And they need to be punched in the face every time they open their stupid mouth; and it takes several times before they learn that it will happen every time they do it, and so learn to shut it. Even then, they will never stop scheming and plotting. They really are like an entirely different species of creature, and the very concepts of honour, justice, love, and so on that are the very bedrock of European origins and Christian perspective, are thought of simply as weaknesses to exploit by these creatures. There can really never be a coexistence of such entirely different beings.
Separation or annihilation are the only possible outcomes, and sooner or later one of those two answers is what ultimately takes place between such diametrically opposed philosophies.
You can see this playing out in real time as Israel tries to exterminate the Palestinians by bombing and killing hundreds of thousands of Palestinian civilian men, women, children and babies, starving them, destroying their hospitals and killing them in mass graves while they are helped by the American forces to have news blackouts. The very concept of mercy, or empathy for innocent children does not exist, Netanyahu has labelled them Amalek, and as such deemed worthy of extermination down to their pets. Nor is there going to be any guilty consciences among the Jewish soldiers, because in Jewish thought, and their religion, anyone not Jewish is only a beast of burden put on Earth to serve them. That is literally the belief their own Rabbis have expressed many times over the millennia and expressed it really clearly in multiple ways in their Talmud. Can you coexist with “people” that see you only as a beast of burden? Who believe your life has no value at all when compared to theirs? No more than you might feel for a flea or a mosquito? In fact I would put it to you that if you are a normal human being, I have no doubt that the logic of the idea that even the flea or the mosquito or the bed-bug, or some other irritating parassite, has some right to exist probably at least touched your mind. Not so with people who murder children in cold blood and rape and murder innocents for fun and because they do not consider them human. And so I ask you: should such “people” that think and act that way be given the privilege of being treated as humans themselves? Not to my mind.
Any adult that sees me and my children and my people or any people, as simply some disposable thing to be used or killed or whatever at their whim, gets the same exact consideration from me that I would give to a rabid dog.
Just as you cannot have good and evil coexist, it is impossible to coexist with such beings.
Any attempt to entice you into doing so is simply how evil operates. It’s only the seller of sewage that will ever suggest you add it into your ice cream, never the ice cream seller that says you should blend the two.
Russia is sending out a clear message.
Those who have eyes to see will be starting to understand a lot more besides. Pay attention and chose a side, because there are only two sides and there is no middle, only war zones. And while it is entirely true that your choice is Jesus Christ or Lucifer, the details matter. At least they do if you don’t want to be just a private in the midst of the bloodbath with no perspective, no say, no choice in what part of the meatgrinder you end up in.
If you pay attention, even as a lowly private your chances improve greatly. So I hope you’re paying attention, whoever you are, and whatever your rank. Take note of how the enemy fights and who they are. And conduct yourself accordingly.
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By G | 5 May 2024 | Posted in Billionaire Pedophiles, Christianity, Freemasons, Sedevacantism, Social Commentary, The Enemy Within, The Jews