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Neil Gorsuch (an old Anglo-Saxon name) is Trump’s nominee for Scalia’s empty spot on the Supreme Court. By all accounts, Gorsuch is Best Pick. Super smart. Right philosophy. Right tribe. Right physiognomy. Attractive wife. And perhaps pre-channeling Richard Spencer’s Glib Heil, Gorsuch even mischievously started and ran a group at the prep school he attended in the 1980s, called “Fascism Forever Club“, to protest the leftist hegemony of the school’s faculty.
You can bet that will trigger the ANTIcipating FAglove (antifa) degenerate freak mafia.
Here’s Gorsuch with his tradwife. She’s holding up well.
WB. Do you see a hoverhand there? I don’t. I do see a man with an impeccable shitlord face claiming ownership of his slender prairie lass companion. One thing we will never see in a Trump White House: blue hair feminist fatty freaks, mewling manlets, or hoverhands. And why is that? Because the people who hold America First ideas tend to be sexually dimorphic — that is, the men are men and the women are women. Reinforcing that notable alpha infusion into the White House is Trump’s rumored predilection for choosing allies based on their shitlord physiognomy. The less like a nancycuck you look, the more likely Trump will warm to you.
In fact, I think Trump’s preference to surround himself with alpha males (and comparatively with beautiful women) is so strong that sometimes his apprentices out-alpha the master.
Watch this short vid of Gorsuch and Trump — two lions on the veldt — approaching for the handshake.
That handshake is saying, “Yes, Neil, you are an apex White male predator, just the kind I like to have on my side, but juuuuuust in case you need reminding who’s running the show…. *POWER SHAKE*.”
Or it could just mean that Trump’s a really personable guy when he likes you, and he shows his affinity through the man code of rough and gruff physicality.
Here’s more. In this photo still, Gorsuch actually has the more alpha body language. Chin higher, eyes locked on Trump, who does have a tendency to slouch at the neck (I chalk that up to his age and heavy frame).
After eight years of AW CUCKS George W Bush having his strings pulled by neocon traitors, and eight years of Gay Mulatto snarking and snarling his spite for heritage White America at every chance, I can’t tell you what a FUCKING RELIEF it is to have a real man storm the gates and make the White House Proudly White again.
Why are mass protests usually the domain of crazy-eyed leftoids? I’ve mentioned it before — and parisian privilege mentions it here — that geographic distribution plays a role in the Right-Left mass protest disparity. It’s simply a fact that densely populated coastal cities loaded up with shitlibs provide a large, quickly mobilized base from which to efficiently scale up a mass protest.
Conservatives number in the single percentiles in most of the blue megalopolises that host these mass protests; they live in the suburbs and towns, so getting into the city for them means a minimum one hour trek by car and then finding street parking or paying through the nose for it at a garage. Shitlibs living in the city can roll out of bed, and if they skip the shower (they often do), they can be downtown with their paper mache puppets in fifteen minutes flat. Geographic centralization and density without a doubt amplifies shitlib protest formation.
And it’s far easier to get the word out about a protest inside of shitlibistans. One poster advertising a march stapled to a kiosk on one city block will reach a thousand eyeballs. Where would one tape up a poster in the suburbs? A street light pole. Ok, that’ll be seen by the fifteen people who live on that leafy suburban street.
Pleasureman unnecessarily and superciliously objects to this theory, which is a habit I’ve noticed of him. PugnaciousMan is a natural contrarian — it’s the trait that probably drew him to the maul-right and against the reigning equalism orthodoxy — but he carries his contrarian banner into too many battlefields, frequently winding up contradicting himself out of stubborn resistance to conforming to a majority view. No need for the perpetual pissiness, Pman, you can curb your obstinacy without losing e-dad cred. Geography plays a role in the relative paucity of conservative mass protests; so do other factors, which you and others in your thread wrote about; the factors aren’t mutually exclusive.
Pman prefers to blame character or personality failings of conservatives for their aversion to political activism. He belittles conservatives for this, but it’s unfair to call conservative “inactivism” a failing; rather, conservatives have inherited a unique suite of personality traits and moral feelings that predispose them to methods of registering their disagreement and of seeking social belonging that aren’t mass protests.
I happen to think the moral dimension of DISGUST has a lot to tell us about leftoid protest organizational skill and affinity for mass protesting. A big moral chasm between conservatives and liberals is the feeling of disgust; cons have low disgust thresholds (they are acutely sensitive to disgusting things or disgusting people) and libs have high disgust thresholds (they can tolerate, even enjoy wallowing in, disgusting things). Gathering tit-to-tit and fagface-to-fagface by the thousands, hoisting obscene placards and wearing obscene costumes, and cursing for hours at the top of one’s lungs feels disgusting to cons. Libs, otoh, practically live for the degenerate slop life.
Keep in mind, too, that atomized city living requires a different way of looking at friendships. SWPL city libs have fewer means of building social connections than do cons. The urban shitlib has lost the social glue of his family and the neighborhood he grew up in. He has to befriend people through his job…or through similar political outlook. And the multiracial, low trust blue cities lean heavily on politics as a friendship glue, at least for Whites. So you’ve got a dense population of extremely politicized shitlibs yearning for social belonging who are within walking distance of mass protest sites and are bombarded on every street corner with posters screaming for “resistance”.
Now, I happen to agree with Pman and others that cons need to get better at mass protesting, or whatever the optical equivalent of mass protesting is, because as long as the media acts as a leftoid propaganda mill framing all lib vice as virtue and con virtue as vice, cons can’t afford to cede the protest arena to shitlib shenanigans. Cons may not like it, but when Civil War II is looming it’s time to tear away from the college football and hit the streets, real or metaphorical, to do your part reframing the media anti-White message machine. If there was ever a time for acting and not just reacting, this is it.
But the adage “maximum your strengths, minimize your weaknesses” applies here; maybe cons shouldn’t bother getting in the street theater mud with shitlibs where the latter are strongest. I don’t know what the optimal counter-attack will be for cons, but it has to include defusing the leftoid legacy media normie-destruction protocol. Which Trump is doing, PBUH.
I also don’t buy the argument that leftoids are better at organizing protests because they’re SMRTer or more conscientious than conservatives.
And contrary to the self-serving pablum pushed by conservatives, almost all of these high-involvement liberal activists have jobs and a healthy majority have at least some sort of family commitment. They’re just way more willing to make personal sacrifices for the sake of political action than conservatives are, and the squalid direction of American society over the last half century bears witness to this tragic fact.
Maybe the top of the shitlib protest organizational chart is staffed with UMC mcmansion strivers, but the rank and file — you know the hundreds of thousands down on the field capturing media attention — really are disproportionately filled with bitter aging spinsters, childless shrikes with libtart degrees working as baristas, and their weak chinless male hangers-on thinking of post-protest pity blowies.
The sexual market is, like with most big picture issues, the best lens for viewing the phenomenon of mass protesting. Conservatives find fulfillment checking off in a timely manner the traditional milestones of a good life. Liberals below the UMC level enjoy more chaotic, novelty-seeking lives, and part of that can mean enduring stretches of sexual and romantic dissatisfaction or loneliness. And in fact we see this behavioral preference of liberals reflected in the fertility of their women, who average fewer kids than do conservative women. Mass protests are the shitlib sublimation of their reduced fertility. They hope their slogans will seed the future they aren’t conceiving.
Conservatives may numerically outnumber liberals nationally, but it doesn’t matter because in the political protest arena that anyone is showing up to, liberals vastly outnumber cons. So cons should focus on fighting an asymmetric war against the louder voices of the Left. This could mean hidden camera type stuff, like James O’Keefe does, or prank videos, like Sam Hyde does. On a larger scale, it means trust-busting the tech and media oligarchies. Guerrilla tactics are how the geographically distributed Right will take down the densely urbanized Left. Small, thematically targeted protests by cons in their suburbs and towns, multiplied a thousand-fold across the nation and coordinated to exploit the transmission power of the net, WILL have an impact on the media narrative, even if the media tries to negatively spin it.
And it needs to be said, conservatives steeled themselves for the fight when they unburdened themselves of the demoralizing dead weight of their cowardly cuckservative opinion “leaders”. Trump’s greatest blow, imo, was his utter annihilation of any coherent or effective controlled opposition of cuck saboteurs. Once he did that, he could turn his gatlings on the Left and the media with much greater force than if he had to fire while weaselly cucks were pushing the safety back on. Trump opened a way forward for local conservatives to fight back against the poz; his greatest gift to them has been to show that victory can be had without betraying one’s principles.
Commenter Lichthof sounds off on the America he admires coming back to life.
I’m buzzing today. Imigrating here from Western Europe…this is what I expected the US to be….Dow soaring…the country with a swagger, a confidence…the ‘America – Fuck Yeah’ feel. The brash.
Winning WW2, Clint Eastwood, John Wayne… Hanniball smoking a cigar in the A Team when a plan comes together…that’s the US I grew up with living in Western Europe which people admired/envied and wished they lived there.
I think that swagger was lost on 911…seems to be returning back. And those leaving this country ..Western Europe is old, moaney, with leaders who are weak and totally indecisive and uninspiring. With a John Kerry monotone voice.
So enjoy the ride..it may come crashing down..but as Il Duce once said “better to live one day as a lion…”
Of course it’s all orgasmic…that’s Trumps ‘winning…again again…tired of winning’
He’s a legend, a rogue but a giant. For me only this country could produce a Donald Trump.
Gordon Gekko…Jack Donaghy…The Godfather all rolled into one.
By the way, Lichthof is exactly the sort of immigrant America wants — of West European heritage. I’m an advocate of a 60-year immigration moratorium to give the US some breathing room, but when the gates are reopened the welcome mat should be largely restricted to AngloGermanics, with token set asides for immigrants from outside that gene-culture zone.
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they’re held for pleasure,
They’re the balls that I like best.
And my balls are always bouncing,
To the left and to the right.
It’s my belief that my big balls should be held every night.
I’ve got big balls
I’ve got big balls
And they’re such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he’s got big balls,
And she’s got big balls,
But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all!
AC/DC – “Big Balls”
Remember when rock bands had testosterone? Yeah, seems like forever ago. But that’s about to change. Hello, America! It’s
PRESIDENT DONALD J TRUMP
You can almost feel the smog of estrogen and denatured T wafting off the land and into the stratosphere, as a man with the biggest set of balls America has had the pleasure to take on the chin strides into the White Again House with purpose, good cheer, and a bloodlust to see his emasculated enemies crushed beyond recognition.
What a glorious day. What a time to be alive!
someday a realtalk rain will come and wash away all the deceit and degenerates from the public sphere.
It has come.
Reader Mutant Seven explains,
In her rebuke to Streep, I noticed that [Kellyanne] Conway cited the race of the four scum in the torture video. As the subject (or really the pretext) of her comments was “concern for the disabled” and Streep’s hypocrisy, the race of the criminals would previously have gone unmentioned. In fact in all likelihood, an experienced media figure like Conway would have deliberately self-suppressed that point, fearing immediate lib-borg backlash. But not this time. Not anymore. The fear is waning and the bravery to speak the truth growing. In the future this trait could become a clear litmus test for anyone who appoints himself as one of our countless “event interpreters”: do they have the courage to say what we all see clearly in front of our face? Or do they sputter and waffle and shy away and equivocate? Conway took her stand in that clip. You can see it in her deliberation. And there was more honesty in Vaughn’s visceral stare than in all the newspaper op/eds of the last 50 years.
I suspect you have had more influence in inspiring people to real talk than anyone will ever know.
I like to think so, because The Preen is my prime directive.
Anyhow, M7 is right that this small anecdote is very telling of a much larger culture shift in what is deemed acceptable discourse and not censored or shouted down as crimethink. Conway is a shitbird, to be sure, but she didn’t have to mention the race of the Chicago Four to get her point across; she did it because she thought it was important to release that information to the listening audience, assaulting the cotton-stuffed ears of shitlibs and cucks alike.
This is great news, because it means the leftoid legacy media is put on notice that, now and in future, their lies and dissimulation and suppression won’t enjoy protection from exposure by cowed controlled opposition. The cowardice is in retreat, and that makes all the difference. Viva Trumperica!
There are signs of volcanic life surfacing in long dormant White America. A White hot fire rises. Recently, I saw once such sign, a very small sign, but magnificently portentous because it was an act of pro-White rebellion committed deep in the heart of a decadent anti-White shitlibopolis; the nature of the act was one that I had not encountered before in the wilds of any SWPLville.
A handful of posters promoting an anti-Trump protest march were taped to traffic light poles and other utility boxes near an outdoor cafe. As I watched with growing interest, five corn-fed and bearded White men wearing working class clothes and ear-to-ear shitlib-eating grins strode purposefully from one poster to the next, tearing them down and (respectfully) walking to a nearby garbage can to throw them out. As they performed their valuable public service, an effete, stoop-shouldered white manlet snarled at them from across the street. Even at twenty paces I could see the manlet’s curled lip quivering with menopausal rage.
The Fantastic Five noticed him too and, gathering together in a V-formation of happy force, triumphantly strutted across the street toward the iconic white liberal, whereupon they rudely impaled his personal space to remove the last anti-Trump poster that happened to be on the traffic pole situated at that corner right where he was standing and fuming. One of the Five swung in front of the manlet and made a dramatic show of crumpling the poster and tossing it into the garbage for a sweet three-point conversion.
The funniest outtake from this scene was the manlet’s utter enfeeblement in the face of an impudent provocation from his mortal enemies. Snarling from a distance, he was left speechless and catatonic when the Five entered his comfort zone; his inability to act on his suppressed rage a reminder of his low-T futility. I loved witnessing his libsnarl give way in slo-mo glory to a chin-tucked, downcast-eyed, beta male turtling once he realized the Five were heading his way to commit what he must have fantasized was unimaginable horrors against his nonblack body.
Nothing physical happened, this time, but something much worse occurred: the ouster of the shitlib from his position of power in the public space he considered his own, and his abject humiliation in the face of real resistance.
There’s fight left in White men. The time is coming, very soon now, when the paper tigress of shitliberalism is exposed on the vivisecting table, and unapologetic shitlords stream out of their bunkers armed to the teeth with the liberating knowledge that the passive-aggressive snarl is all their enemies bring to battle, and behind that snarl there’s nothing but cowardly submission.
Speaking of a White fire rising:
A rare breed, two Pedowood shitlords, react to post-Wall harridan Meryl Streep’s anti-Trump self-aggrandizing harangue on stage. Look at the fire in Vince Vaughn’s and Mel Gibson’s eyes. These are men asking themselves, and the world, “Who bitch this is?”. They forge in the furnace of their unalloyed disgust a quiet and seething intolerance for the enemies of White men; a vengeance devised to settle the ultimate score — recapture of their homeland from degenerates within — percolates in their blood and radiates from their irises.
Look at those eyes brimming with righteous hatred closely, and multiply that look by millions, because that’s how many White men of the West feel the same way. And their numbers grow daily. White men are awakening to their planned and active dispossession by malevolent forces corrupting the creation of their ancestors. They see Meryl StreepThroat as another in a long line of preachy hypocritical reprobates shitting on their race and culture and values for fun and profit and the adulation of the elite bubble crowd. This rapidly coalescing army of normal White men and the White women who have not yet abandoned them for the wigger low life knows that attacks on Trump are proxy attacks on Whites. They know, too, that Meryl Creep gave a standing ovation for child-rapist Roman Polanski, and wonder who is she to lecture White Trump-supporters about decency?
Meryl HeatStreep, in the act of mendaciously regurgitating a media-generated fake news story about Trump mocking a disabled reporter, says “Disrespect invites disrespect”. White men of the West say to her, “Your cretinous ilk have been disrespecting core White America for generations. You just don’t like that now there’s return fire.”
And this time, anti-White shitlibs, the war won’t be fought with rhetorical BB shooters. The cucks are chastened, the silos opened, and the shiv-tipped nukes ready for launch.