Vacancy Announced
Attention, dear readers. I bring you a chance to participate in a cosmic drama, to facilitate utopia. A godless heaven here on Earth. Specifically, do you know of any “artists and visionaries,” or people “good at spreadsheets”? Because there may be a job going, come the revolution:
This comrade who is studying to become a teacher says that a revolution is ready to happen in America. She provides a lengthy to-do list for the revolution. On that list is daycare and historians, “who can help us understand what has happened and what's going to happen.” pic.twitter.com/2uRDlq75we
— Inside The Classroom (@EITC_Official) November 26, 2023
I’m guessing the revolutionary catering is already taken care of.
Revolutionary joy-bringing.
I see what you did there.
Our betters in all things, born to be in charge.
Other than thoughts and ideas that contradict their own and responsibility in general, it is always a wonder just from what clowns like our zaftig wannabe “educator” want “liberation”.
It is certainly not an abundance of calorie dense foods that the “community gardens” will fail to produce, omnipresent electronic devices, tattoo parlors, not having to have any useful skills, and an overall high standard of living that actually makes her among all the people on the planet one of the hated “elite”.
It’s “an interlocking nexus.” You wouldn’t understand.
But hey, don’t worry. She’ll soon be teaching children. Shaping young minds.
You wouldn’t understand.
No, I wouldn’t. Being one of the world’s elite as she is, it would be super easy, barely an inconvenience, for her to hie her mass over to one of her already “liberated” Utopian countries. I am sure she will be warmly welcomed for her revolutionary fervor and wisdom.
She needs to be liberated from buzzword bullshit.
Sure, no taxes after “the revolution”. She wants a revolution against reality, where no one has to work, just like Marx promised. Just look at N. Korea…oh, wait.
As noted in the previous thread, it’s curious just how often these things are some variation of, “But why do I have to honour my promises?” Or, “But why do I have to be an adult?” Or, “Can’t I just play dress-up forever?”
Glorified parasitism. Every time.
https://www.newsmax.com/us/disney-woke-stock/2023/11/25/id/1143616/
Sure, no taxes after “the revolution”.
Wait till she finds out about this…
It always boils down to life’s rejects playing out their revenge fantasies.
Note how many of these rejects are females who become elementary school teachers, and, then, how many of those go on to have abusive sexual interactions with their male students.
If it weren’t so disgusting and criminal, it’d be, well, kinda funny in a Freudian sorta way.
Subconsciously, it’s acting out the “I felt powerless/humiliated during this one period in my life, so I’ll go revisit that period and I’ll be the powerful/abusive one this time.”
That.
Is that a part for a Mr. Fusion, or a phased plasma rifle in the 40 watt range?
Or an obscure (redundant, I know) Prog Rock trak?
Given the history of revolutions in the past few centuries it seems a bit . . . optimistic . . . to think ‘total liberation’ will be the outcome.
Trans. – all you can eat buffet with someone else paying the tab.
And Oreos.
I’m guessing the revolutionary catering is already taken care of.
That also reminded me of the woke caterers who would charge $5000 to shout at [white women} for being a racist (https://thompsonblog.co.uk/2020/02/ive-been-a-bad-girl.html). They’re being dropped by their talent(?) agency for their Palestinian rhetoric. Oops.
https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/business/business-news/anti-racist-dinner-party-hosts-caa-israel-hamas-1235647084/
But while searching for that article I found this one which has overtones of BLM and other suchlike “charities”:
https://nypost.com/2022/11/10/anti-racism-dinner-club-race2dinner-appears-like-charitybut-rakes-in-profits-for-its-two-leaders/
Also to that revolutionary catering post – what these foragers/vegans/plant-foods-only people fail to understand is most green plants, expecially wild ones, are not nutritionally-dense, and to meet basic caloric needs to you need to consume large quantities. The wild, “edible” plants especially also have toxic compounds in their leaves to prevent herbivory, and so consuming them in quantities needed to sustain life (if you’re a non-ruminant) can also make you very sick. And while sick you don’t have the energy to forage up more food, exacerbating the problem. Come the revolution there’s going to be no one to cater to you and pamper you unless you are high enough in the leadership ranks to have slaves.
I wonder if she realizes she’ll have to give up that bourgeois eye makeup. And probably that fantasy in which she’s one of the organizers and giving orders to everyone.
Allow me to offer some cheer: As the Season of Joy fast approaches – Give Thanks, oh Ye, for not living next door to these fuckers.
But while searching for that article I found this one which has overtones of BLM and other suchlike “charities”:
The good-hearted people who donate to an organization that’s explicitly and constitutionally anti-white are being ripped off according to the NY Post, their $5 going straight into the bank accounts of the millionaire founders instead of into programs to help inner city youth express their anit-white hatred through basketball or murals or something.
The photos in that article are fascinating, the stuff of history books. The first one, with the teacher’s pet scolding her co-ethnics while Rao sits back and smirks. The ancestral uprightness of the WASP attendees (although no moral backbone). The line of faces playing out the gamut of Stockholm syndrome. The untouched food – “After three years, we can safely say that breaking bread together helps to facilitate conversations around white supremacy, racism and xenophobia.”.
Americans could do with a frank conversation about what the net benefit was to Americans to let in Saira Rao’s parents. Is there a level of slander and ingratitude that will get one of these WASP women to snap and stand up for their own people?
Well, you’d never tire of that.
… programs to help inner city youth express their anit-white hatred …
Or alongside the premium offering where country-club whites pay $5000 to be abused at a dinner party by an upper class subcontinental, there could be a chain of hot dog stands where ordinary whites can pay $5 to be abused by fresh-off-the-boat subcontinentals..
I’m trying to imagine her as the new revolutionary dictator, and … I think I’d just rather die fighting in the trenches.
You know what I noticed was missing from the list? Tough men willing to take up arms to fight, kill and maybe even die for the revolution.
That’s probably toxic masculinity though. They’ll defeat hard men with the power of graphic design and community gardens.
David: “But why do I have to be an adult?”
To which one responds: You don’t. But I don’t have to feed or house you. Hope that works out for you.
All eager for the treat.
“protect free speech”
Cause there’s nothing a revolution cherishes more than free speech.
In case you missed it:
The studies I’ve seen on politics and personality traits do follow the same general pattern. Greens and progressives tend to score high in openness, very high in neuroticism, and very low in conscientiousness.
Which may help explain why their pronouncements are so often incoherent, or pretentious, or simply dishonest. Ditto the tolerance of unrealism, hypocrisy, and inconsistency. Also, the prevalence of gender woo and fantasy pronouns, etc.
Not entirely unrelated.
“And we need tattoo and piercing artists.”
I would like a tattoo sleeve. The only thing holding me back is when I consider the cost and realize the ink on that woman would get me the Mavic 3 Pro drone I covet. It must be terribly hard for her to balance student loan payments with the desire for more revolution on her skin.
[ Peers over spectacles. ]
Can I interest madam in a cosh, a flick knife, perhaps a gold tooth?
[ Adjusts cufflinks. ]
Terrorists are a race?
One might easily get the impression that reading the Guardian – I mean, reading it unironically – is analogous to cutting, a form of self-harm.
It’s not the convoluted idiocy so much as its persistent efflorescence.
The contrived, pretentious guilt-farming is relentless. And the psychology to which it appeals is revolting.
Can I interest madam in a cosh, a flick knife, perhaps a gold tooth?
Why would I need a cosh when I already own firearms?
With age comes a sort of liberation with “no fvcks to give” attitude. So, maybe a sleeve. Sensible shoes instead of being fashionable. When people ask “Do you mind?” for things like skipping to the front of the queue or changing seats on a plane, a forceful “Yes, I do mind and the answer is no,” instead of worrying about being perceived as a nice person. MAGA tshirt and a Mogen David pendant. Take a course in computer hacking.
Maybe I can set a trend: Senior Gangsta
So, maybe a sleeve.
Yes, that will get you the attention you crave.
I’m reminded of the line from a Tool song: “Do unto others what has been done to you” (The song is named “Prison Sex”.)
Yes, that will get you the attention you crave.
And you just afforded me that! How very gracious of you.
“How are you going to contribute?” she asks. I’m going to buy more ammo, for one.
It would never cross her mind that the “revolution” might, in part, be against people like her.