Spoogle

Petition to rename Google to Spoogle, to better reflect the company they have become: A rePOZitory of the hoariest antiWhite, pro-globalist elite propaganda you will find this side of the race cuck Hajnal line.

Google spooges its equalist leftoid disease all over America’s face, and we are supposed to sit here and take their toxic homo loads without protest?

Remember Spoogle’s motto, “Don’t be evil”? HA. That didn’t last long. How about “Destroy your anus.” This is a good time to jettison all Google products and Google-affiliated products from your lives. There are alternatives. You just have to…. bust a move. The fight against White dispossession has to start somewhere, and it’s a small sacrifice to unlatch from Spoogle’s AIDS dick compared to the sacrifices that will be required of you in the coming years.

PS If you Spoogle “happy american couple” this is what your favorite search and replace engine returns:

Not a parody. Try it.

Fuck (((Spoogle))). They want a war? They’ll get one.

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A Theory For Where It All Went Wrong

Reader electricangel, inspired by the story of Pajamaboy (born in the year of president Butt Naked, in pajamas, cradling a mug of hot cocoa, winner of the 2015 Most Punchable Shitlib Face contest), offers a theory for where it all went wrong.

“dear God, Where did we go wrong?”

Maybe sending our 27-year-old men in 1943 out to kill to make Eastern Europe safe for Stalinism, and to make China safe for Maoism had something to do with it? At a time when Europeans had begun to allow contraception (1930, Church of England), they still elected to kill off what Scrooge called “surplus population” and each other, and withdraw from the conquered planet that they had subdued.

PajamaBoy is what results when generation after generation you take the men whose high testosterone would have them reject a bad split in the ultimatum game and send them into a charnel pit. The men left behind literally lack the balls to take unreasonable stands in favor of injustice being punished that may, nonetheless, damage themselves.

I know computational geneticists tend to scoff at theories of wartime culling to explain postmodern European man’s effeminacy and race cucking, but thinking about it I can’t see why it’s so implausible. In 1918, France’s total male population was ~20 million. World War I inflicted ~1.4 total military deaths on the French male population (we can safely assume the vast majority of military dead were men). That’s a pretty significant 7% reduction in total Frenchmen, and an even greater proportionate reduction in the number of prime age Frenchmen who would be most likely to marry and have kids. (Back of envelope calculation, figure Frenchmen aged 20-40 in 1918 numbered around 5 million. WWI would have thus exacted a toll of a 28% reduction in the number of prime age Frenchmen! A poosy paradise for any men still alive at the end of the war!)

Assuming (and it’s a big assumption based on the notion that masculine men make riskier choices, especially in war) that the bulk of military men who died in the WWI flesh ripping machine had on average higher testosterone levels than the military men who laid low and survived, it’s not a huge leap to infer that 28% of prime age, post-WWI Frenchwomen had to go it alone or settle for one of the surviving low T betas. They would have kids with these beta males and, multiplied millions of conceptions later and then again as the process repeated itself through the meat grinder of WWII, bequeath White Europe the founding population of über betas who would, ninety years later, become bronies and race cucks and open borders nutjobs and Matt Yglesias.

Not a sermon, just a thought.

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Sweeps Week: Discourse On The Psychology Of Mudsharks

Mudsharks. Coal burners. Smoke jumpers. Daughters of Single Moms. Perhaps you know them as open-minded progressives. Normal people who don’t get a thrill up their legs signaling their antiracism righteousness know them as trash with daddy issues and destroyers of thousands of years of genetic legacy that produced the pinnacle in human aesthetics.

There are, by Heartistian analysis, three kinds of mudsharks.

The Fatty

Upwards of 80% of white women who date black men are low class, all trash fatties who couldn’t get White men and had to settle for a dindu. This is fact, and it is backed up by more than idle observation. See here, for instance.

In a way, this commingling of the dregs at the bottom of the American dating market would accrue beneficially to White society (or what’s left of it) if mudsharks had a below replacement-level fertility. Black men appear to have a much higher tolerance for riding rolls of blubber, especially if the blubber is an alabaster hue. Fat white women get their dusky dick (although they feel horrible about it afterwards, even though they will never admit to this feeling). And the White race expunges its least genetically fit members from the reproductive pool, ensuring water quality remains crystal clear and free of high mutation loads.

Fat white women, just like their slender sisters, would, of course, prefer the love of White men. But they are unwanted by White men with anything on the ball, and for some White fatties, slumming it out-of-race beats involuntary solitude. The psychology of the Fatty Mudshark is therefore a simple one: Burn the coal, or suffer alone. Later, she’ll pay the toll, but the fatty isn’t exactly known for her forward-thinking ability.

The fatty, naturally, will rationalize her mudsharking as her choice, and will couch her blatant rationalization in terms she thinks will incite the maximum discomfort in the White men she can’t get, (e.g., “I got me a STUD”, “SO good to finally get fucked by a BIG DICK”, “Once you go black you don’t go back”, etc.) but which will in fact only incite further pity and sadistic mockery from White men.

The Zookeeper

5% of mudsharks are zookeepers. The zookeeper is a thrill-seeker and a control freaker. She gets a dopamine rush from taming the menacing masculine mandingo. (His masculine menace could be real, or an exaggerated perception conditioned by relentless cultural propaganda.) I’ve seen these types of white women lead their black lovers around by the nose, sometimes barking orders like a drill sergeant, training them as if they were a dangerous dog needing domestication. The black boyfriend obeys, but always with a dissolute air of “I could cut this bitch” as he carries out her instructions.

This type of girl will go for the darkest, largest and most simian-looking of dindus, to maximize the menace he projects and the satisfaction she gets being able to transport a human violence payload around like she was piloting a B1 bomber. The Zookeeper doesn’t fit as clear-cut a pattern for her genus: she can be a thin, manjawed lawyercunt-type living large and in charge in the city, or a white trash fatty with a nasty personality, or a miscegenation true-believer neohippie who makes beaded jewelry.

Zookeepers may be born that way, but I believe many turn to the dark side after discouraging experiences dating pushover White betas whom they assumed would hold up under the pressure of their ridiculous expectations. These women are not very feminine, (even if they are bangable), so they couldn’t extract LTRs from the take-no-shit alpha White men with options they really want. The black guy then substitutes in the role of the leashed beast for the Zookeeper.

The F YOU DAD Brat

You can sum up the psychology of this category of mudshark with two sentences:

“My daddy was never around.”

And/or,

“Show me on the doll where your stepdad touched you.”

The F YOU DAD Brat is about 15% of the total mudshark population, yet their existence compels an out-sized apprehension in SWPL culture, because it is this mudshark species who swims among the White limp-wrist hipster betas struggling to get laid without resorting to the waifu fallback. She is almost always a petite, cute, tatted-up skank with odd piercings and colored hair. She is usually thin, sometimes chubby, never too fat or homely to write off as dead weight loss to the White race. Therefore, her race cuck transgression hits White hipster dudes a lot harder than would the same from a trailer park fatty or a grating, six foot tall lawyercunt.

Adding to the SWPL hipster dude angst is the fact that in a lot of cases, the kind of black guy the F YOU DAD Brat dates is the complete opposite of them: loping orcs with under-70 IQs belched from the deepest pit of the ghetto. The SWPL hipster dude with the weak shitlib jawline and watery bambi eyes experiences a powerful blow to his self-confidence when he sees the cute hipsterettes he feels are his birthright getting into the mud with monsters who populate his worst nightmares.

Maybe even worse for the SWPL man’s sense of self-worth are the mudsharking pixies who date blacks closer to the fey president butt naked mold than to the Anferqueevius Heagoodboi mold. When he sees a couple like that, he thinks to himself, “she wants a guy just like me in personality and social assimilation, but with the SWPL cred that comes with dating a black guy.” The waifu option starts to look better and better.

Most F YOU DAD Brats will grow out of their neurotic compulsion to get back at their emotionally absent or psychologically weak white beta fathers through the weaponized psy ops of black boyfriends, but some will stick it out to the mudshark monocle end. The white girls who leave that mudshark life behind should know that they are forever tainted by their past indiscretions, and any White beta male who feels impotent enough to settle for her after she has passed her prime nubility years will secretly resent any black dick that soiled her, and this private spite will manifest in various behaviors that gnaw at and sour the relationship.

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There is one other class of white women who date blacks, but they are so few in number that it’s fine to dismiss them as anything but a curio. These are the hottie white women who date truly accomplished, wealthy, or famous blacks (as you know, this is an extremely niche market with low supplies). They are more interesting as real world evidence of what kind of women black men with nearly unlimited sexual market options choose for long-term partners.

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Most mudshark relationships have very limited shelf lives, pursued as they are by white women for Freudian ego assuaging reasons that fall apart once the reality of mudsharking hits them… square in the eye. But it should be noted that a tiny percentage are legitimately loving and stable relationships; these odds-defying exceptions are invariably pairings between chubby, shy white women and mulattoes with decent jobs, academic credentials, and temperaments more aligned with White behavioral norms than with black behavioral norms.

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An important coda to this post: Readers will doubtless ask, “Is mudsharking on the rise?”

Factually, I don’t know. (Census Bureau data show that mixed-race couple have increased in number 28% over the past decade.) Anecdotally, it’s definitely my impression than in the past few years I’ve seen more white woman-black man couples, and this isn’t simply a result of an increased awareness on my part of the social phenomenon. So apparently, runaway Diversity™ and the media miscegenation propaganda that goes along with it are having an effect on the delicate psyches of White women.

However, mudsharking, in absolute terms, is still a small percentage of total romantic couplings, and there is strongly suggestive evidence that it will remain so for the foreseeable future. The vast majority of White women continue to have a powerful romantic preference for White men, so it’s still safe to say that mudsharks are not the norm and are accurately assessed as damaged goods with mental and emotional stability issues.

PS I’m also noticing more WM-BF couples (though not as many as there are WF-BM couples), so maybe the race mixing propaganda really is starting to stick in the heads of more impressionable whites, or of whites more susceptible to the ego rewards from status whoring for multikult shitlib points. Or maybe the American sexual market is experiencing a paradigm shift that is creating more opportunities, or need, for mudsharking and oil drilling.

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Suicidally Stupid Shitlibs

The streams of leftoid memes are beginning to cross. One minute, shitlibs are crowing about normal people “fearing Syrian refugees who are widows and orphans”, the next they’re calling Trump a fascist and letting the world know how scared they are of the Rise of His Excellency.

Now that Trump has opened the Overton Window wider than a cuckservative’s anus by promising to close the borders to Muslim immigration until further notice (never), the shitlib circus has rolled into town and pulled out the stops. For instance, here’s The Economist’s latest cover:

Call me crazy, but shooting innocent people in learning disability centers and concert halls falls more squarely in the realm of “playing with fear”. And what Trump proposes – keeping out the sort of people prone to playing with fear – is the exact opposite: a practical solution to reduce fearfulness.

But that’s the thing with suicidally stupid shitlibs claiming with their last breaths to love the idea of importing the third world while paying top dollar to live in gentrified neighborhoods bereft of all their totemic muddy imports: they have to abuse language and deny the meaning of words to get any moral traction with their fellow self-righteousness whores. If they spoke plainly, they wouldn’t be able to hold the positions they do without appearing utterly insane. (they are, regardless)

The shitlib insists closing the borders to groups of people whose culture and race are alien to Western Civ is a sign of fear, when the non-shitlib knows in his gut it’s common sense. It isn’t brave to stand in the path of a speeding train; it’s suicidally stupid. And it isn’t fearful to avoid unnecessary entanglements with hot-headed, ingrate foreigners; it’s prudent.

So for the typical language-mangling shitlib, “prudence” becomes “fear”, and “suicidal stupidity” becomes “nuance”, “tolerance”, or “love“.

Related: IT’S HAPPENING.

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The Media And The (Non-Shitlib) Public Are Antagonistic Players

Although the subject of this post won’t be a surprise to those plugged into the Hatrix, it bears repeating, and hopefully I will have added some clarity to help dread pill newbs grope their way to illumination.

The overwhelming majority of the major media outlets are owned, operated, and staffed by equalist leftoids practiced in the art of sophistry and antiWhite propaganda. You can search on DuckDuckGo for the relevant data; it’s easy to find. A ballpark figure: 85-90% of journo grads are registered Democrats.

The media – aka the Hivemind – hasn’t always been this moodily affiliated. Maybe it leaned liberal sixty years ago, but that lean has turned into a pipeline funneling the entire industry into the dankest leftie sewage tank.

The public, though, hasn’t “progressed” nearly as far as the media has. The result is a growing disconnect between the media and the public; a disconnect that has widened so much that the media no longer feel any emotional resonance with the reading and viewing public they are supposed to serve. Worse, the leftoids running the media industrial complex feel a powerful antagonism to the public, which manifests as an unrepentant, almost giddy, compulsion to force feed the public whatever race creationist nonsense and lies the media wants the public to imbibe.

The two players have become, in all but battlefield bloodshed, mortal enemies. It isn’t simply a matter of distrust. Not anymore. It’s active and deliberate dissemination of false narratives by a fifth column to cow, humiliate, and brainwash an entire country of generally good-hearted and trusting people who are too inert to react with the needed megadose of antibody cynicism and righteous anger.

Will anything break this deadlock and rupture the antagonistic dynamic between media and public? From the year 2015 vantage point, it doesn’t seem so. Perhaps a cataclysmic event that threatens the survival of the nation will reorient the media-public relationship, but even then… I mean, 9/11 did nothing in this regard, and that was an attack on American soil that bested Pearl Harbor for visceral impact.

Another possible solution: the gradual dying off of Boomers. But Millennials appear to be even faggier than their Boomer grandparents. I don’t see an epic freshman class of realtalkers flooding Columbia Journalism School any time soon.

I think it will come down to a grassroots revolution that sweeps from power the antiracism antiWhite leftoid media juggernaut. They won’t go willingly, not even when their ad money dries up to pennies. Defunding the media might not fly, but defunding the universities will, and that’s where all this shitlibbery is birthed, nurtured, and spat upon an unsuspecting polity. Ending federal student loan programs and severing all financial ties between State and academia would go a ways to ideologically cleansing these foul pits of race cuckoldry and making room for sane administrators to restock their faculty with professors who aren’t possessed by the equalism demon.

Finally, there’s the problem of the Diversity™. No revolution to renew the corrupt leftoid media will succeed if Whites become heavily outnumbered by nonwhites. The math pwns all. Whatever honorable and civilized instincts Whites have that could be put to work reforming their dying, lying institutions will be stillborn if the dusky oort cloud rolls across America and monopolizes the franchise, eventually choking the living Constitution into a dead letter.

There are already signs of this happening. Support for the First Amendment is at an all-time low. Shitlibs are crowing about repealing the 2nd Amendment once Whites are racially cleansed into a voting minority in the country they and their ancestors created and built from the ground up. Free speech and gun rights… the biggies, and apparently just two more once-cherished principles that only Whites of a sterner disposition feel any urgency to uphold.

If the Founding Fathers could see the State of their Nation today, they would cry bitterly, and regret their revolutionary war, returning to England as fast as their sails could catch the wind. Sad, but true.

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Manboobs And Chickhips

American men are feminizing. Manboobs are popping out all over the fruity plains. For a supple example of a manboob rack, see this. (and that guy is young, he has no excuse)

But there’s something else I’ve been noticing more of lately. Chickhips. These are the males who have wide hips, making them pear-shaped, like a blobby middle-aged woman. The width of their hips causes them to walk with a swishy waddle. It’s about as ungainly as a man can walk.

Now maybe I’m just more aware of the degeneration of the male sex, owing to the muscular growth of my noticing neurons which I have spent ten cycles of the harvest poon exercising. Or maybe, this is a real trend. (Similar to how I have noticed what I believe is a real uptick in manjaws and mudsharking in the past few years.)

If the chickhip trend is real, it could be something in the water. Put there by (((someone))). Or, more tantalizingly, it could be the result of an epigenetic-type alteration occurring at the source of life: our DNA.

Probably not, but worth the speculation. Could multiple environmental estrogenic insults be a factor in changing Western men’s DNA so that they are conceiving males with strangely feminine irregularities? Is the BPA Silenced Shwing the reason we are seeing more friends of Dorothy like the John Scalzis and Alex Pareenes of the world menstruate all over the public sphere?

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Maine Is Too White For The Occupying Forces

What do you do when the enemy of the State… is the State?

From a commenter at the Goodbye, America blog, describing the scene in Lewiston, Maine after Catholic charities pushed for the resettlement of Somalis there.

I grew up very near Lewiston. While it was a dying mill town, what was done to it by busing in Somalis was obscene. Worse, local Catholic Relief had a huge role in, perhaps they were jealous of the bang-up job the Lutherans were doing in Minnesota. Or maybe they just wanted the Federal handouts that came with the Somalis, who despite the lack of reporting (no one will go on the record about this for fear of losing their job in a witch hunt) have been a crushing burden on police and social services. Everyone around gets trained, trained, trained in how not to offend Somalis.

And the kicker insult? The main road coming into Lewiston from the coast is Rte 196. The neighboring town, Lisbon, renamed its stretch of Rte 196 the Staff Sergeant Thomas Fields Memorial Highway. Sgt Fields, a native of Lisbon, was on the second helo that went down in Mogadishu in 1993.

Now, some do-gooder has even given the Somalis prime farm land in Lisbon, right off the Staff Sergeant Thomas Fields Memorial Highway.

There must be a special place in Hell for the people who did this.

There is. Dante’s Ninth Circle of Hell is the icy wasteland presided over by Satan that awaits traitors. Inshallah, president butt naked will spend an eternity constantly chewed, swallowed, regurgitated, and spat out from Satan’s mouth.

If it feels like every American institution — the government, the schools, the churches, the media — is arrayed in battle formation against your interests as a regular, salt-of-the-earth White man, well…. you’d be right.

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