Then:
Now:
Cheap Chalupas would label the young men in the top photo “brutes“, and the flabby hunchbacks plugged into the Gaytrix in the bottom photo “evolved men in touch with their feminine side”. But the men in the first photo presided over the creation and growth of a great nation, while the low T slobs in the second photo stand by as the country falls apart around them.
So much for “progress” as defined by the ethnic food appreciation cult known as tenured libertarianism. The cuntry needs more brutes if it is to survive, and Trump is the brutish shot across the Effete Elite’s bow delivering the message that nationhood-affirming brutishness is back in a yuge way, baby!