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Problem glasses – check. Bird hands – check. A philosopher shows his war face.
“you will never hear about judgment, shame, or even sin…” says “pastor”. “Free Pastor Hugs” – yeah, not for you, though.
“Influencers”, is there anything they don’t know?
Based on past conversations, my libertardian friends will be outraged on her behalf.
You do realise he can bitch-slap the fascism right out of those Nazis.
You do realise he can bitch-slap the fascism right out of those Nazis.
Unless, of course, the Nazi is walking slowly backwards out of his reach.
Sentence first – verdict afterward.
Is it saying you’ve been born and bred in a certain part of Scotland that qualifies as a hate crime or is it having been born and bred in a certain part of Scotland? What with the Brit Wanker Coppers making it up as they go along It’s hard to tell what’s what.
“going to war”–that guy would have trouble going to war against mashed potatoes.
Interesting study (if you can believe it) showed that taking up weight-lifting tended to lead to a shift to more conservative values. Almost as if a sense of self-reliance meant not relying on the government so much. I want to believe…
Nah. That’s shit that never happened boilerplate.
Utter lunacy. I’d be happy to call her a fake Christian.
But I think she’s throwing him out for being an obnoxiously intrusive “influencer”, not for merely wearing a “Jesus Loves You” t-shirt.
I think he already has, if you know what I mean.
by the way “ping”
The oppression hierarchy the Left is so fond of is the search for Cosmic Justice, a search that Sowell states is futile. No one can balance the scales of life and the attempt to do so is harmful to society. Not only does it lead to appointing an idiot to the supreme court, gumming up the wheels of justice, but it leads to fire hydrants in LA not having water (the money having been spent by black lesbians on more important things, like rainbows). The free pursuit of each person’s best interest combined with business looking for the most talented and hardest working is what leads to prosperity. Stirring up envy is what grifters do and does not lead to accomplishment but to chaos.
By the way Sowell is a national treasure. I think only because he started as a black radical (almost communist) and learned why he was wrong can he be so clear-headed.
Bless you, sir. May you sleep soundly. On cool pillows.
Don’t know, but I am certain that if he said Jesus was Hey-Zeus, his Guatemalan boyfriend, he would have gotten a “pastor hug”.
Band name.
And lost.
The ‘search for Cosmic Justice’ is bait for the rubes, the ones who’ve tried thinking a time or two and decided prêt à réfléchir is more to their liking.
What the Left is searching for is power, preferably unassailable, and the ‘oppression hierarchy’ is the latest tool in their belt what with the proletariat being so disappointingly full of proles and whatnot.
Sowell’s been clear that he was a Marxist . . . until he spent some time working for the federal government.
I’d somehow, briefly, forgotten that Ms Fabello exists.
For those unfamiliar with Ms Fabello’s mental convolutions – one, two, three.
The decided upon look for Ming the Merciless’ Court Eunuchs in a camp revival of Flash Gordon.
Camper, surely?
Assuming that’s possible, I mean.
I now can’t stop remembering campy lines of dialogue from the damn thing.
I’d somehow, briefly, forgotten that Ms Fabello exists.
https://archive.is/9Ziy1
People who ideate the elimination of the white race have sensitivities, and white people mustn’t upset them with images of happy whites having children.
All this subcontinental wants, apart naturally from keeping his own ancestral home country, is to share England equally with Englishmen and with anyone who turns up having misplaced their paperwork. In his mind, that makes him a generous fellow. Not the slightest qualm that there’s such a thing as a historic English people, who might have moral rights or sensitivities. Like the people above upset by blond blue-eyed babies, he’s the one with sensitivities, and with the right to confront insolent flag-hoisting Englishmen. The Englishmen are embarrassed and defensive because they’re trying to overcome their life-long conditioning that they have no ethnic identity and no right to take their own side, whereas the subcontinental is fluent, intransigent, unapologetic in taking his own ethnic side. The Englishmen also know that at moment the subcontinental can summon the police or the media or 30 of his cousins/brothers-in-law, who’ll all take his side, and as we see in the story, there’ll be no reinforcements from white passers-by.
Pureed DEI proclamations?
I watched Quatermass 2 last night. It definitely was a Hammer film–except for the absence of gratuitous semi-nudity. I hope Quatermass and the Pit proves more enjoyable (as I expect it will, given that I enjoyed it when I saw it years ago.)
Los Angeles Dodgers honor cheaters.
Yes. Though, I must admit, I was thinking of the original, which was pretty campy by itself.
Just to complement the head-caught dialogue. Let’s add an unforgettable image. Let’s say Sean Connery from Zardoz.
Camp revival? Dear God, man, did you not see Flash Gordon? Between Max von Sydow, Brian Blessed, and the soundtrack you can’t get any more camp.
Did you ever see the pornographic version?
Unfortunately sports fans aren’t going to boycott their sporting events and the organizations know it. So you end up with this debacle, along with others like the NFL making Bad Bunny the Super Bowl half time entertainment. Nothing characterizes the average football fan more than a dress-wearing, America-hating dude.
Well, if you think about it it is in the name.
“I’ve got the power pasties and I know how to use them!”
[ Steps out of space ship, takes deep breath. ] “Good, there’s oxygen on this planet.”
I think what I saw was the edited-down, R-rated version. Thank goodness.
Flesh Gordon. Who could forget Wang the Perverted.
Still tickled by the idea of Brian Blessed as Hannibal Lecter.
Meh. Women need to get what they deserve. I noticed just as soon as it looked like the tranny nonsense was on the wane, Nancy Hogshead couldn’t wait to get back to bashing men. All I care about is that they stop chopping off little boys’ dicks, both chemically and literally. What they do in the female domain I have stopped caring about. Or at least that’s what I try to tell myself.
Added:
Same goes to anyone still watching the NFL. You got Bad Bunny because you deserve Bad Bunny. Bloody idiots at this point. I would say the same for the other professional leagues and ncaa as well except they haven’t all quite yet reach that point. I still hold out some hope for the NHL. MLB is just shit now for a number of reasons. NCAA is barely on life support for me. NBA needs to admit that it’s just its own life support system for the wnba. What a disgrace all around.
[ Imagines Brian Blessed reading for the part of Hannibal Lecter. ]
DID YOU BREAST-FEED HER?
[ Pause. ]
TOUGHENED YOUR NIPPLES, DIDN’T IT?
To be law-abiding in England.
I know nothing about the claimed behavior of Maccabi Tel Aviv football fans. Nor do I know if the banned fans are Brits or Israelis.
Now, if the claims are at all true, how do these fans compare to other football fans? My impression from across the Atlantic is that rowdy football fans are very common.
Repeat rapist released on bail: Capital punishment prevents recidivism.
A thought about “migrants” and rape: There seems to be little social stigma among Muslims regarding rape of “infidels”, even of children. Shouldn’t Western punishments reflect this by imposing vastly more severe punishments upon such people?
Neither I. However, the threats against them are a blatant violation of law.
The Brit Wanker Coppers have banned those who might possibly break the law while doing Sweet Fanny Adams about those who have broken the law.
That would be ‘disproportionate’, especially since raping the kāfir is part of their culture and no culture can be considered illegitimate (unless Western).
We can solve that conundrum by “identifying” as non-Western.
[ Vlad Tepes enters the chat. ]
Handy, since I need a case for my new Switch2 – TO THE AMAZON LINK!
Bless you, madam. May you always have anti-static tumble dryer sheets.