Body Language Analysis Belies Ballsy-Ford’s Credibility

An excellent body language analysis of Ballsy-Ford can be viewed here (naturally, constitutionally foreign controllers of the information gateways are censoring this video from multiple platforms — but hey, the free market! /sarcasm).

Take home points:

• her rigid body posture contradicts facial tics that reveal nervousness, strongly suggesting she’s putting on an act
• constant opening and closing of mouth indicates neurological problems
• she used “pretty pose” to make herself seem more vulnerable and feminine (again, an act)
• she glances at committee members (feinstein crew) for guidance on certain questions, as if they pre-fed her specific answers to questions they told her were coming
• she looked defiant and stressed when the three contradicting witness testimonies were read (“these are my enemies who could expose my lying”)
• she’s “using emotion to manipulate her testimony”, altering her voice to affect victimhood
• “this looks like a professor got together with her liberal friends to take down Kavanaugh”

I’m gonna give my verdict right here: Blasey-Ford is a sociopath. She’s lying. Nothing criminal happened to her. And she knows she won’t get called out on her lies, because the Dems, media, BELIEVE WOMEN INC, and cucks will cover for her. She literally has everything to gain — taking a scalp for The Resistance, making a pot load of money through shady GoFundMes and the inevitable book deal — and nothing to lose (unfalsifiable claims are awfully convenient props useful to the garden variety sociopath).

So all that remains is to figure out her motivation(s) for lying under oath. She obviously figures the very low risk of lying is worth the very high reward of attention, cashmoney, and adulation. My hypotheses of her motivations rest on two premises: the disposition of women to fall for shams like Recovered Memory therapy, and the anti-White man hysteria engendered in catladies by the equally psychotic media.

Hypothesis One: She had drunken makeouts with a bunch of boys in high school (likely none of whom were Brett Kavanaugh) and like many emotionally high strung, BPD shitlib women, she nursed a lifelong grudge against the lovers in her past who didn’t give her the fairy tale ending this pathological narcissist thought she deserved. This falls under the rubric of “regret rape”, a term I coined to describe the false accusations made by women who have morning after regrets and will assuage their egos by retconning their sluttiness as victimization.

A female reader reminds that “revenge rape” is also a thing:

Don’t forget “Revenge Rape” for when he doesn’t call or text afterward.

I am acquainted with a few women who meet these criteria. One even got a guy kicked out of college.They hate me because I don’t enable their delusions like their go-girl chorus.

Hypothesis Two: Nothing happened to her in high school. She had a bland dating career, which is the usual fate for plain janes. Instead, she concocted her “sexual assault” story out of whole cloth, a complete fabrication from A to unremembered Z, for the most craven and malicious of reasons: to destroy a man she virulently hated for his politics. Bonus rewards if the destruction of this man protected her connection to an indirect abortion profiteer.

After sullying myself trawling through this sordid spectacle, I have the following thoughts:

I want to see Dems destroyed from this character assassination circus they created.

I want to see Kavanaugh confirmed.

I want to see extremely elderly Ginsburg kick the bucket.

I want to see Trump nominate another BASED WHITE MAN.

I want to see shitlibs try this again.

And then I want to see them fail again and shame themselves in the public eye for generations.

PS Heh. Via Alex,

“The woman who is not pursued sets up the doctrine that pursuit is offensive to her sex, and wants to make it a felony.” – H.L. Mencken

If no woman is pursued, then the lsmv fugs don’t have to feel like romantic losers.

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Gynarcho-Tyranny, Redux

From AntiDem,

Now we get so see the post-credits scene of Fast Times at Ridgemont High where 35 years later that chick you got a little fresh with at a party destroys your career and the reputation you worked a lifetime to build on national television for your family, friends, coworkers, and children to see.

It’s gnarly cuz it’s true.

ps if you’re gonna ride this decline out poolside, make sure you don’t get caught jerking off in the bathroom with a view to the bikini-clad babes. It’ll be used against you when Pussyhat, Inc wants you dead, raped, your kids traumatized, and your family cast to the icy wastelands.

pps Stalinist apparatchiks would have been proud of the remote psychological diagnosis technique Ford used on her political enemies:

Question: Why did everyone you named as witness come out against you? Including your best friend who says she never met Kavanaugh & the party did not happen?

Dr. Ford (literally): “Leland has significant health challenges, and I am happy that she is focusing on herself”

Wow this psychocunt threw her best friend under the bus in the most publicly humiliating way possible. Know who you are dealing with.

ppps a caustic reminder that the four witnesses named by Christine Bludgeoned-Face all deny her allegation. That’s 4-to-1, which in my book reads “YOU LOSE, CATLADY. GOOD DAY TO YOU, LYING BITCH”

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It’s Time For An Amicable Breakup

When a relationship has become so toxic that you can’t stand to be around each other and are dreaming of being with someone else, it’s past time for a breakup. Don’t bother salvaging it for the small benefit of a few extra bangs and the continuity of your shared social circle, because you’ll pay more for it with your sanity and well-being in the long run.

That’s where I am with America now. I no longer want to share a country with the dumbfuck lunatics who believe a lying psychoyenta like swetnick and wave their rage against everything I hold dear, in my face, every day, all day long.

Break it up. America is overdue for a separation. Do it. It can be amicable now, or ugly later. But the breakup is coming either way.

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Reminder this is the Cantina of Emotional Cripples I want to be unshackled from:

Post-Clownworld State-Mandated Mental Institution Holding Cell (Colorized) pic.twitter.com/n3aMq4W3fB

— McFeels (@JMcfeels) September 26, 2018

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Game In The PoundMeToo Era

This is a new series, because let’s face it, we’re in a new era of female man-hating hysteria and media-amplified sex panic. Game isn’t just a helpful seduction system for getting laid; Game has become a life-saving necessity to protect oneself against mendacious psychocunts.

First installment: Preemptive Disqualification Game.

Girl: “Are you hitting on me?”

Lucifer’s Light Saber: “No thanks, I don’t want to be MeToo’ed.”

This should wrest a wry smile from a normal girl, and a scowl from a psychocunt. Now you can screen out the psychos. Doubleplusgoodness: It sets up a challenge that no woman can resist, marks you out as a Quenched Alpha, and seeds the conversation with endless flirtatious possibilities.

Girl: “what makes you think i would MeToo you?”

LLS: “I dunno, you just have that look in your face.”

***

Girl: “do girls normally MeToo you?”

LLS: “Only if I forget to call back.”

***

Girl: “what are you scared of?”

LLS: “ruining your reputation”

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Gynarcho-Tyranny

A coterie of shitlib catladies has realized that, hey!, we can say whatever the fuck we want about a man we hate for his politics and pay no consequences for it. We will never be called out, questioned, doubted, or sued by the powers that be. We can make unfalsifiable statements and unprovable decades-old assertions about a public figure secure in the knowledge that we won’t be jailed for libel. No one can follow up and investigate our allegations for veracity, and anyone who dares to disbelieve us will be publicly pilloried as a misogynist. So why not play this card? It’s a freebie. We have everything to gain (deep-sixing the SCOTUS nomination of a right-winger) and nothing to lose (our credibility isn’t based on facts but on harmony with the reigning man-hating zeitgeist).

Khazar droopers.

Gynarcho-Tyranny: removal of all constraints on and social shaming of female criminality and malice, while maximally controlling and punishing innocent men.

We’re soaking in it.

The Left knows so much of their power sits in the Supreme Court, hence their hysterical desperation to throw whatever made-up shit they can at Kavanaugh. Along with Aristotle, I predicted an increasingly Diverse™ society on the brink of collapse and abandoning tradition, stewardship, and concern for posterity would rapidly fill up with grifters, con women, and narcissistic sociopaths willing to lie for fifteen minutes of fame and Clown World adulation. We’ve arrived. The gang rape of America is near completion.

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Pithy comment from Dave,

Rich white frat boys don’t rape women for the same reason they don’t rob banks.

Shitlibs and feminists believe the opposite of reality: that rich White frat boys rape women because they feel entitled by their wealth and station to unlimited on-demand poosy, forgetting that unlimited, on-demand poosy tends to willingly and consensually gravitate to rich White frat boys.

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We are all James Woods

Twatter brownflakes and sjws appear intent on cratering the share price of their platform. Today, Twatter locked James Woods out of his account. For being too based, basically.

Hey guys, @Twitter has locked @RealJamesWoods’ account.

His statement: “You are a coward, @jack. There is no free speech for Conservatives on @Twitter.”#JamesWoods pic.twitter.com/zGVOnxP0D6

— Sara Miller (@Millerita) September 21, 2018

The tweet which @Jackboots found offensive is mild by Maul-Right standards. But whatever, Woods has a lot of followers and he’s dangerously heretical to the neolib equalist orthordoxy, so that’s reason enough to silence him.

Trannyslation from the Tweetspeak: “We received a report from a DNC operative about one of your tweets which includes text and imagery that has the potential to be misleading in a way that could impact the Democrats’ chances in the upcoming midterm elections.”

It used to be shitlibs would plug their ears when they heard realtalk. Now they plug your mouth.

Progress?

PS You can add James Woods to the very short list of Left Coast shitlords which includes Mel Gibson and Vince Vaughn (and the street artist SABO). Unsurprisingly for this fact, Woods’ girlfriend Sara Miller is a hot young piece of shitlordette. You know how chicks dig nonconformist rebels.

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Wedding Photos As Portents Of Dystopia

Spot the signs of dystopia in the above wedding photos. (zoomable link)

1. Where’s the groom? Oh right, he’s hiding behind the attention whore bride. A mere afterthought.
2. The bride is racially ambiguous and kind of a slut (you can almost see her panties in the bottom pic…she doesn’t care if her dress flies up (in fact, that’s the goal)), not to mention a world class camera hog.
3. Everyone is probably drunk on wine and double IPAs.
4. Lotta fatties, men and women. I spot one bangably thin girl (she also gets the most air in the photos, haha). One of the fatties in the back can’t even get off the ground.
5. The men have hops guts and soyfaces. The two thin men loudly ping my gaydar.
6. The groom himself looks to be bi-swishual. Beardgroom alert.
7. All the men have gloryhole face and soft, plump cheeks suitable for storing cocks for the winter.
8. And finally, the crowning omen: the black chick on the far left doing her best Serena Williams bodybuilding pose impression. In the second pic, she looks like she’s uppercutting the White chick. The first pic is pure lulz. That grimace:

Goodbye, America? Ha, we’re past that. It’s Please Come Back, America now. What we need more than ever is Turn Back The Clock, America. Or, Bust The Clock and Build A New One, America.

I’ve found that wedding photos analyzed over time provide a window into a nation’s character, revealing which way the culture drifts. 2018 wedding photos (or in this case, a 2013 photo) are the equivalent of peering into the abyss; the dystopia gazes back, gleefully, unapologetically.

it’s a nice day to shame yourself
it’s a nice day for a blight wedding
it’s a nice day to shame yourself, ow!

The emailer who sent the photos provides context:

This picture was posted to Reddit today, front page. The OP posted it with this title: “5 years ago, I was told I single handily ruined a some wedding photos. I think I made them better.. I’m the one on the far left.” I’ve gotta say, all the dudes look pretty effeminate? The only one who looks out of place in this picture is the black girl, and she looks the most masculine here. I’m guessing all the dudes are holding the flowers because the girls needed their hands free to control their dresses during the jump? (If it was me, I would have left the flowers on the ground, hell, I’m not sure I’d do much more than the black girl). Even the groom looks fairly effeminate. Digital cameras have created this jump picture trend (pre-digital cameras you wouldn’t be bothered wasting precious physical film to get a dumb jump picture). And sure, celebrities are right in saying that a picture is just a moment in time and you can capture a ridiculous celebrity facial anytime of the day, something which doesn’t convey the actual emotions of the person, but these men are actively and knowingly setting themselves up to be captured like this. This is a far far cry from Trump’s jump picture. Just look and be wowed: http://i.imgur.com/a3myhio.jpg – hands in pockets, looking away from the camera, not too amused (mouth closed too, heh, although it looks like he is mid-speech), open crotch pose. To be honest, considering this was taken during the days of physical film, I doubt Trump was even expecting this picture to be snapped. It looks like someone dared him to jump, or he is making a joke about cheerleaders perhaps – his lips seem to indicate he is talking.

It’s one thing to be caught unwittingly making a weird face by a quick draw snapshotter; it’s quite another to act like an effete slop of soy (over and over) for all the takes a wedding photographer requires to get that just-right pic. Former: momentary shame. Latter: lifelong shamelessness.

As the Trump pic proves, jump shots aren’t necessarily ghey (though they usually are). A stone cold ladyslayer like Trump could make any stupid pose look alpha. But, for most men (and lanklets) the pom pom photo is yet another opportunity in the path of their lives to memorialize their screamingly womanish and callow characters. Compare and contrast:

vs

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