Or, Bint Regurgitates.

As we gingerly lower our buttocks into the hot bath of 2026, let’s kick things off with a super-confident listing of white-devil inadequacy:

People have lots of theories about what causes this, but consider, for example, the claim that white people don’t use seasoning because we’re afraid of seeming too ethnic. This is…basically just bizarre. That’s not a real claim. She’s never heard anybody say that. Nobody *has*… https://t.co/AVpaytdJL8

— wanye (@xwanyex) January 3, 2026

The departure from history and reality is, needless to say, very much a signature of the type, practically an obligation. The very footing of it all. Reality would likely make the required pretending, the status-bestowing posture, so much more bothersome.

Regarding the white devils’ alleged fear of seasoning, for instance, one might mention the European salt roads and the somewhat extensive role of People Of Pallor in the global spice trade of the fifteenth, sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. The words Dutch East India Company and British East India Company come to mind. To say nothing of the building of overseas factories to process spices, the fortified network of trading outposts, and the establishing of maritime trade routes.

The claim, aired above, that white devils can’t dance, possibly on account of our tight trousers and insufficiently vigorous ectoplasm, has of course been touched on here before.

And regarding the assertion, mouthed with great confidence, that, “white people don’t have culture,” I’ll merely note one of the many corrective replies,

Ms Kylie Brewer, featured above, is, she boasts, a “content creator, writer, and activist with a background in education and political storytelling.” Hence, one assumes, the departures from reality. She’s also a high-school teacher, a person who teaches others, and she’s very much “anti-racist.” Which would, I suppose, explain the endless, contrived disdain for people who happen to have pale skin.

Because contradictions don’t exist in Ms Brewer’s mental world.

Readers may recall Ms Brewer’s inadvertently revealing attempt to debate Andrew Wilson. It is, I think, fair to say it did not go well.

Setting aside the clumsy attempts at emotional manipulation, readers may note how Ms Brewer’s sudden-onset “health issues” and urgent need to leave evaporated – one might say instantly – on hearing that there was a chance of more money. Such are the mighty Amazons of which the legends foretold.

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Proctor’s Farm, painted by Peter Brook:

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To you and yours, a very good one.

Some low-grade cross-dressing drama, complete with finger-wagging:

Always the eyes pic.twitter.com/upjZNy9H4z

— shellshock (@shellshockkk) December 17, 2025

Are you not persuaded?

Mr Zara Paquette, our vision of loveliness, has been featured here before, when barking his commands to the actress Keira Knightley, as if she would be watching and dutifully taking notes. Like a good, obedient woman.

Update, via the comments:

Rafi asks,

Hygiene aside, I’m still processing the fact that a man who wants to violate women’s private spaces, who regards womanhood as some kind of costume, and who expects deference from women regarding what they may think and say, is now lecturing us on “patriarchy,” misogyny, and “toxic men.”

Everyone remember where we parked.

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