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BREAKING: After setting the Christian village of Taybeh on fire, Israeli settlers are now at the entrance of the Christian city of Bethlehem, throwing stones at cars — under the protection of the Israeli army.

you can tell the enemy is getting nervous because the goy slop is slightly less poisonous (the he-man movie was pretty good)

RT @FrenTilen: ✠✞✠ Gott mit uns Frens 🫡

25% of all Mexicans live in the US 70% rely on welfare

There’s a Jewish prayer said in synagogues that asks God to destroy Christians and wipe us off the face of the Earth. It’s called the Birkat Ha-Minim, and here’s the original wording in English: “May the apostates have no hope whatsoever, and may the empire of arrogance be uprooted swiftly, in our days. May the Nazarenes and the Minim perish in an instant, may they be erased from the book of life and not be counted among the righteous. Blessed are You, Eternal One, who humbles the arrogant.” Nazarenes means Christians, followers of Christ. Minim means the same thing. This wasn’t some side note. It was part of their regular daily prayers for centuries. Don’t fall for the lies. They are not our friends. That’s pure nonsense. They hate us. They hate Jesus Christ. Modern versions cleaned it up to hide the hatred, but the old texts are clear. Stop acting like they’re friends or allies while they pray for our destruction. Know what they actually believe. They never forgot their curses against us. Time we remembered too. They despise us. Stop pretending otherwise.

look mom, this is that thing I was talking about on Tuesday

this is actually the answer

You really cannot afford not obsessing over your every hobby anymore. You relax for one minute and some leftist will have started a full-time career solely around ruining said hobby and got government backing to require developers to hire him.

It’s just like, I can understand somebody thinking that we need to do more, so long as they start from the position that we have been extraordinarily patient and generous. But you’ll notice that every single person, seemingly, who thinks we need to do more, also takes as a given that we have done nothing praiseworthy so far. This kind of structural ungratefulness is a big problem with modern liberalism. It’s very bad for your one and only eternal soul. When you have things to be grateful for, you should be grateful for them. When you have been the beneficiary of generosity, you should acknowledge and accept that, incorporate it into your conception of yourself. To deny that it has occurred is to deny something about your own soul. And any political project that demands this of you will ultimately turn your insides black.

Close. It's a footnote, actually.

POV you're a nobody with no followers that started occasionally posting about what the talmud actually says

Not to jump on the whole "muh school oppressed me" confessional trend but this actually happened to me too in middle school. I drew a Desert Eagle on a sheet of paper and got dragged into the principal's office by an SRO to get interrogated about it. I don't fully blame them honestly, anything post-Columbine forced school admins to be extra cautious and I didn't really get in trouble beyond having to deal with catching a load of shit at home when my parents got the phone call. What I did find peculiar was that the vice principal was some pantsuit Michelle Obama type black lady who enunciated white but you could tell she slipped into a lil ebonics at home. She was more gender than race woke anyway, total longhouser. She would squint in this almost performative put-on look of confusion and ask me, "I-I-I don't understand why you would draw something like this? Can't you just draw... like people or something?" Like, you really don't understand that boys think guns are cool? You know everyone with a dick in your school, both student and faculty, would go home every night to play COD 4 and Halo 3 to fucking EXPLODE each other's skulls with .50 cal snipers and call each other slurs right? This was the same lady who had to give the speech to the whole school on the zero tolerance policy they were implementing for fights. You would have grown ass black men held back 4 times in a row, literal 6 foot tall 200 pound 8th graders going in and out of juvie, completely hospitalizing children straight out of elementary school for no reason. Like one kid I knew got his skull caved in from having his head bashed against a concrete wall and got permanent brain damage. But of course, she's filled with righteous fervor, glaring at all the pudgy pasty white kids like they're the problem while she's explaining to them if they fight back while being beaten, they get in just as much trouble as if they started the fight. That's zero tolerance, a complete handwash solution cooked up by demons and eventually enforced by histrionic neurotic hags in some unseen admin building somewhere in my county. When asked "What are we supposed to do if we're being attacked?" Her answer was run away. When asked "What if we can't?" such as, for example, you're getting ganged up and pummeled into unconsciousness on the school bus that routes through the projects. Her answer was "Hug them until someone comes to help." Schools are meant to prepare you for life and public American education did exactly that for several generations of young men. They gave us a taste for what the world would be like, a politicized faction of vaginal minority bureaucrats empowering a mob of feralized retards into causing you extreme harm while you get punished for the transgression of bleeding on them. This doesn't even cover the vaginal autocracy that is teacher-student microaggression, it's impacted every young man that's ever been educated in this country. I could fill up 20 threads alone with my own personal experiences. The only reason I don't have much of a chip on my shoulder about it is because I'm lucky enough to have had a family that had my back and taught me from birth that I live in a hostile place in hostile times. A couple teachers were chill, most of them were neurotic aging women who have either clipped their husbands balls or single hags that get fatter and more worried every single year. Most of those were fine honestly too, you kind of roll the dice on whether they decide to hate you specifically or if someone else in the classroom gets to be the lightning rod. School is a training ground for incarceration. Your life is segmented into brightly lit concrete rooms with varying degrees of soulless decor. Your food is literally provided for you by the same vendors they use to supply prisons. I learned this fun fact in the 3rd grade but it was still surreal witnessing the same Mr. Juice mascot with the boxing gloves on the same plastic sacks of apple juice paired with the same kill-yourself ham sandwiches handed out for lunch at the county jail. I don't really know the solution tbh. Like, in a perfect world, boys wouldn't go to the same schools girls do, and boy schooling would resemble something more like Boy Scouts mixed with walking lectures akin to Aristotle tutoring Alexander the Great. An outside world brought into a budding mind's internal world through examples and perspective, a learning lesson ingested through raw experiences condensed in a controlled training environment. How do you get something like that without risking your sons getting molested? Even in the high trust homogeneous societies of 100 years ago that everyone loves to fantasize about returning to, you still have that same fundamental problem that occurs when you let your children be in possession of random strangers who are supposed to be trusted purely on the premise of a salary and a promise. I guess homeschooling and team sports? Maybe? Society is sick. You can't trust the faculty and even if you could, kids can't be left alone with their peers who get brainraped by cartoons made by virulent homos. Everything industrial society does to streamline the time and attention deficit of educating its young is just a band-aid measure to fulfill the hole left by mentorship in small communities. An artifact of a time when your world was small enough to know everyone in it. A far gone dream of a tribal environment where community and family were one and the same. I don't know if women are aware how stressful it is to be a father. It's not just daughters that inspire worry, it's sons too, even more so in different ways. We live in a world where everything is trying to rape your kids and the only thing that stops that from happening is an extreme hostility towards every aspect of life that's supposed to be taken for granted in a civilization. No trust in authority, no trust in infrastructure, no trust in education, food, water, and media. I was born in a bunker world, my two choices are either climbing some kind of mercenarial pathway of financial success where I can throw money at services and solutions to ensure my children get the bare minimum of an actual human upbringing, or I raise my progeny to be like cockroaches in the crumbling detritus of civilization. Scurrying, looking over their shoulder, taking what's theirs, never growing comfortable, never trusting anything. A slow nomadic existence where they should expect their community to collapse at some point and their entire life is scrounging and preparing for the next great cataclysm to uproot and scatter them in cycles ranging from century to decade. Their culture, traditions, and beliefs being a flimsy brittle chain passed from larper to larper to at least connect them to some semblance of an identity lest it be subsumed by a consumer tulpa that defines them through the products they purchase. If you think I'm being dramatic or exaggerative, that's because you're fucking stupid and you're probably completely raped. You do not understand the state of the world around you and you gallivant around as a preening jester suckling Go-Gurt out of wall encased faucets like the little hamster slave you are. Fuck you, congratulations on eventually being smothered to death by your doctors 12 years earlier than your natural death because your organs need to get harvested to keep some obese Guatemalan alive. The frustration that society induces in the sentient is that there is no one specific person to punish for the way the world is. The people you want to kill for this all died 40 years ago, soldiers of a psychological war fought by nations that got dissolved and consumed. Every catalyst for your suffering is now shitting themselves in a retirement home if they haven't died yet. The think tanks they participated in got replaced by algorithms and the groupchats deciding how to fuck over your grandchildren in 2050 have their messages erased on a weekly timer. The biggest blackpill a great deal of you will deny is that most of you would also sell out your own kind if the money was good enough. The hell we live in is perpetuated by the shackles of our own incentives. There is no fighting a disembodied system. The only chance at dignity is winning the lottery of not getting glassed when God issues a server reset through the corrective consequences of a grand collective delusion. Until then, all a man can do is play the great game of musical chairs and try to last long enough until the music stops. As the chairs dwindle, I recommend learning how to feel comfortable with pummeling the fuck out of whoever's trying to take your seat. It's the only hope you have.

They say that we’re the richest, most prosperous people in human history, yet fewer men than ever own a woman.

I drove past 2 smoke shops, 4 liquor stores and 7 fast food joints on my way to pick up some illegal raw milk because my government cares about my health.

An extremist group in Washington, DC has claimed credit for the terrorist attack on the Iranian bridge, promising further attacks on civilian infrastructure if its demands aren't met

For anyone confused about what is currently going down: 1. Charlie Kirk was getting bullied by wealthy donors to be more pro-genocide. 2. He sent a message in a group saying that he had NO CHOICE but to leave the pro Israel cause. 3. Messaged “They are going to kill me tomorrow” or words to that effect. To multiple people. 4. THE NEXT DAY: CK is brutally assassinated in broad daylight 5. TPUSA head of PR sends the texts about CK leaving the pro Israel cause to Joe Kent, who was head of counter terrorism. 6. Joe Kent realizes that these are exceptionally important messages for the world to see, suggests that TPUSA release them to the public. They refuse. [TPUSA finds the time to imply / state that the messages are fake] 7. Joe Kent takes a bunch of highly credible leads and starts an investigation into foreign involvement in CK’s death. 8. FBI shuts it down immediately 9. Joe Kent resigns 10. TPUSA attacks Joe Kent for (possibly) ‘leaking’ the messages. --- What planet do you need to be on, to think that the important thing to deeply investigate in this whole thing is how everyone got to see the messages? SURELY the ONLY questions if you are TPUSA have to be: how did Charlie predict his own death? how can we make sure that we honor him and his wishes? how can we help find out who really killed him? There are just so many moments where everyone in this whole thing could have acted in a way that just seems normal and decent. But, somehow, in every single instance, the exact opposite has happened. The people most involved have acted in ways that are almost perversely reprehensible and suspect. @joekent16jan19 @joerogan @IanCarrollShow @baroncoleman @JohnMappin @RealCandaceO