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Everyone is weak, retarded and a blowhard

Ah what the Hell.

I’m gonna vent a little in no particular order, because humanity is so full of morons that once in a while you gotta cold-shower all you monkeys.

  • Donald Trump has revealed himself to be a Jew-butt puppet controlled by Net-a-yahoo who has his full fist right up there, even if Pumpy Trumpy blags like an out of control drama queen of his own accord. The latest being yet more empty Braggadocio about “Nuclear Subs near-er to Russia”. This was so weak-ass fake sauce that as Simplicius put it:

    Donald Trump claims to have parked nuclear subs closer to Russia after a tiff with fellow bronzer enthusiast Dmitry Medvedev. The Pentagon appeared to downplay his comments, replying they “defer” to his statements, which is a nice way of saying: “We didn’t move any subs, but let’s just give little Donnie his venting space.” Even war-hog John Bolton had to concede the move was a charade

    My own perspective of all this was put up years ago at the (mirrored OG Blog) and the only error I see is that I too underestimated just how patient that skinny Russian kid is. I always did make this sort of error in the timeline with Russians. They indeed have colder blood than we Venetian Dagos, but in the end… we do the same thing.

    And what would happen after that? Oh the school authorities would be appalled. Appalled and shocked! And then, they would make sure no bullying happens anymore. Because that skinny Russian kid? He has a skinny, humble looking father. But that father came to school, right after his son hospitalised fat tranny and a couple of his gay friends, and just walked into the principal’s office and said:

    “Hi. My name Ivan. I’m father of Vitaly…”

    “Ah yes, good, your son…”

    “No. Shut fuck up or I gut you with my fish knife *flick* (fish knife comes out). You listen very well now. My son. No more bullying of him. Or I come to your house, shoot your dog, fuck your fat wife, for which she would thank me, and THEN I gut you with my fish knife. You understand, fat fuck?”

    And the principal, in that moment knows Ivan is not kidding. He sees the fish knife brand too. It’s called Hypersonic Nuclear Option. Long for a brand name but it’s all neatly etched on the shining blade.

    In conclusion, Trump is the fat, Tranny, blowhard. And he isn’t going to come out looking good, because all he has is WORDS. And say it with me, you don’t go to a punch-up with a Russian with words. And soon the entire world will begin to see it’s all the usual bluster. A cultural trend that I am sorry to say my Yankee friends, but is 100% American. “We the best, ‘Murica fuck yeah!” And then when the shit hits the fan and anything even mildly resembling a fair fight comes along it’s puddles of liquid shit and helicopter and military planes getting the fuck out of dodge. America has literally had its ass kicked by third world goat rapists and rice enthusiasts in pretty much every conflict they ever entered. Despite pissing away, bribing and buying things and people for Trillions of dollars. And they still sexually abuse random brown guys in some CIA jail for fun essentially because most of those poor bastards really weren’t anything other than possibly the average goat-fucker. So yeah, sorry Americans, but “your” President is really Israel’s puppet and basically the school tranny blowhard.
  • Gen Z is apparently worse than you think, and despite looking like a mid-potato faced NPC, the writer makes some decent points about the fact that Gen Z is a bunch of softies that are intimidated by a phone call, are lonely, so conflicted avoidant they are basically moss, and so on. All good points, then she completely shows her colours when at the very HINT that maybe, just maybe, you have to work your ass off for anything that matters, and suffer, and struggle, and that suffering and pain, and work is all good. It’s a NEEDED aspect of life, she fold like a cheap house of card build on quicksand.

    Polarization and class separation divide neighborhoods and entertainment spheres because our social identities matter, and so do our personal identities. Teenagers and twenty-somethings make and remake our personal identities through understanding the interaction of our minds, bodies, and souls and integrating them, experimenting until we find the better (and worse) versions of ourselves. But Gen Z lives in our minds because there isn’t a reason to be in our bodies. Generations ago moving our bodies was a part of our daily lives and now we’re lucky if we can convince ourselves to put the phone down and go to the gym to enforce an arbitrary amount of cardio and weightlifting. Not to mention that living in climate control means our bodies rarely have to do much to regulate our temperature, unless you’re a cold-plunge-and-sauna bro. The consequences of being disembodied, I’ve learned, are quite vast. We forget how to trust ourselves and unfamiliar sensations start to trigger anxiety. It’s hard to know and understand ourselves without understanding the limits of our bodies along with our consciousness. Because our bodies have limits, when we severed our connection to them we called it freedom.

    Our relationship to physical space has a lot to do with our bodies, but I also think about the way these generational shifts have bled into things as basic as our architecture. The en vogue house layout is “open concept.” There aren’t rooms demarcated for living, dining, or working. Partially because we’re fortunate if we can afford more than one room at this point, but also because many people use their kitchen as their dining room and their dining room as their office—which is great, use your home in whatever way works for you. But the lack of walls, allowing you to see and hear everything at once, with constant access to the TV, junk food, and conversation at the same time, reflects so much of our culture. Leisure, work, and entertainment all take place in the same spot.

    When I say Gen Z has had too much freedom and too little obligation to one another, I’m not advocating for conservatism or traditionalism. As I’ve written for ROL before , I myself am not the most traditional, and I advocate for tolerance, diversity, and political freedoms, but healthy societies also offer structure and guidance to young people. Any good parent knows this already. You can give a child a choice between what shirt to wear, but they must wear clothes. Similarly, any good artist, like Picasso, knows they must learn the rules before they can break them. Gen Z grew up in a secular wild west internet age, in a politically undignified and polarized Trump era, with open-concept living—without guidelines on how to be a good and effective human in the world.

    Gen Z increasingly doesn’t drink , drive , or have sex and older generations look befuddled: “Why wouldn’t they be itching to drive? Don’t they want freedom?” But we already have it. We don’t rebel because anything transgressive can already be done from the screen in our pockets. We didn’t fully understand then that billions of dollars had been poured into keeping us addicted to those transgressions across social platforms.

    I do believe the kids will be alright though. Many of us are trying to reconnect with ourselves.

    All good points, right? But then… this:

    Another promising trend is the recent resurgence of religion among Gen Z following years of decline, which I believe is linked to my generation recognizing our need for structure. Naturally, it makes sense to return to structures that have tapped into the human psyche for thousands of years. I’m not advocating for a return to Christianity—I’m an atheist heavily influenced by Buddhism—but to follow whichever scaffolding grounds you by providing built-in rules, rituals, and a moral community, which make the onslaught of daily life more tolerable.

    Now in fairness, almost NO humans at all get the point of religion. What she has here is not about religion. It’s about the most trendy social club.

SO LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU WHAT RELIGION IS ABOUT AND LIKE

It’s about the Absolutes: Reality, Love, Justice, Beauty, Truth.

And for those things, you should absolutely be willing to die like a dog.

Depending on your soul you may also be willing to kill for it like a rabid dog. Or if not that way inclined, then die as a Holy Martyr.

Because religion is about the TRUTH.

And if you are not willing to stand your ground on what is true, then what is the point of ANY of it? You’re not even a person as far as I am concerned. You’re a leaf. Fallen off a tree, and going whichever way the wind blows.

Now, in fairness, SOME Gen Z I have met indeed have got this level of Zealotry. And that is good.

You should absolutely be a fanatic for absolute truths. Of course, you may have some wrong, so be open to reality smacking you in the face, but by and large, stick to your guns!

That girl also believes vaccines are a net good.

I get it. I used to think that too. Then I looked up the actual data on them. If they are so good why has there NEVER been a real clinical trial of any of them? I mean the ones we been injecting kids for 80 years or so, not the Covid fake, not-an-actual-vaccine DNA perverting gene “therapy” that is mRNA. And the fact that disease started to disappear when we introduced basic hygiene, before Any vaccine even existed.

  • The various wars are retarded for retards. Unless you are actively in the war zones, the reality is that you don’t really care and can’t do anything about it because the entire Talmudic Media is hellbent (literally) in making Israel look like a victim. Quite hard to do when you keep bombing civilians, men, women and children, starving them to death, not letting them have fresh water and geocoding them literally in front of the world. But there you go. And the reason only the Yemeni are actually doing anything is because the Talmudians have pretty infiltrated almost every government and the entire global supply of petrodollars. You can beat around the bush as much as you like, but that is the long and the short of it.
  • Pedovores run things and yes, they are overwhelmingly exhibiting Judaic ethnicity and practices which go all the way back to the Carthagenians. And that’s just a fact. And regardless of what label a pedo/rapist/murderer might call you (racist, anti-semitic, a Nazi), facts are facts.
  • Oh, and the food in the USA is all mostly a giant scam to have you eat rat poison.

There you go. All cuddly and warm as always.

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