[–] zx1 0 points 5 points (+5|-0) ago  (edited ago)

The New Humans – they are all smiling, all very cool looking. They drive the latest cars and hold modern gadgets in their hands. They are self-confident and endlessly selfish. Their buttocks are increasingly and stereotypically “perfect”.

Many of them are on sedatives, on anti-depressants or on drugs, most of them are miserable, unsure of themselves, unhappy with their jobs, miserable with their families, unable to find or keep their second halves. All this, of course, does not show! On the surface, countless Western men and women look ravishing!

Never forget there's two sides to every coin.

Westerners now are like walking porcelain dolls with hardly a blemish on them, anything short of perfection unacceptable. Their minds are just as hollow. But below the skin lies a scheming, rotting corpse of a human that wants nothing more than to destroy the civilization that turned it into a puppet in the first place.

Intellectual idiocy is how the west is dealing with any potential riots. Destroy independent thought, rely on social collectivism and above all else, destroy any trace of masculinity in every way possible.


[–] doctorconimac 0 points 4 points (+4|-0) ago 

When they hunt us down, the docile will quickly learn the value of the wild.


[–] Sameblamegame 0 points 0 points (+0|-0) ago 

Well said. At some point in my high school days I realized how little my education really taught me and being my immature self I decided to make clear my intelligence was being wasted.

I participated in running sports and excelled, I went out of my way to get D's. I was in band and choir and excelled in those, I went out of my way to barely pass. In English when we had vocabulary busy work Id fit every vocabulary word in a single run on sentence that made fun of the childishly easy work we were doing. I wrote papers mocking the simplicity of the assignment. I made very clear that I knew what was going on in our school.

The adults rarely confronted me, knowing Id challenge them if they brought up my deliberately poor performance. No I performed well, in my own way, but there was no meter stick designed for depth of thought or awareness. Just a measuring stick to determine how well I can jump through arbitrary hoops. I still got into college.