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After watching this Rammstein video (which PA called the most masculine music video ever produced), I was inspired to write a short list of final exits, sorted by the most common death scenarios for shitlibs and shitlords. Watch the vid first (great song too):

Shitlib final exits:
nursing home staffed by guatemalans
dildo impaction
sofa death, eaten by cats
marathon race collapse

Shitlord final exits:
mountaintop view
coital surrender
surrounded by twenty grandchildren and fifty great-grandchildren
under a personal best squat weight

I welcome commenter contributions to these lists. The ugliest truths are often excavated from the mind shafts of satire that blurs the line between exaggerated humor and unembellished reality.

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On 9/11/01, muslim soldiers for the caliphate, embedded in the US on overstayed visas, attacked and killed 3,000 civilian Americans.

In the fifteen years since, the US, in defiance of all common sense and sanity, opened the border doors even wider to hot-headed vagabonds from the world’s predominately muslim countries.

The following table shows the percentage change in the number of immigrants to the US from the 27 countries whose populations are more than 85% Muslim from the year 2000 to the year 2015:

Country Increase
Somalia 275%
Saudi Arabia 200%
Iraq 100%
Morocco 100%
Sudan 100%
Yemen 100%
Uzbekistan 100%
Bangladesh 90%
Pakistan 50%
Kuwait 50%
Egypt 45%
Syria 40%
Turkey 38%
Palestine 33%
Iran 32%
Afghanistan 20%
Jordan 20%
United Arab Emirates 11%
Tunisia 11%
Libya 0%
Oman 0%
Qatar 0%
Tajikistan 0%
Djibouti 0%
Mauritania 0%
Bahrain 0%
Western Sahara 0%

The number of immigrants to the US has increased from nearly all of these places and has not declined from a single one.

The number of Saudis–the country that supplied 15 of the 19 9/11 hijackers–living in the US has tripled in just 15 years. That’s right–since the worst Muslim terrorist attack in US history, America has nearly quadrupled the number of Somalis, has tripled the number of Saudis, and has doubled the number of Iraqis, Moroccans, Sudanese, Yemenis, and Uzbekistanis living on its soil.

The total population of the US increased 13% from 2000 to 2015. The number of immigrants from these 27 countries to the US increased 60% over the same period of time, from 1.3 million to over 2 million. This truly is astonishing.

Lunacy, it what it is. But of course our lunatic libs wouldn’t get to experience the fullest pleasure of their virtue sniveling if there wasn’t an element of danger attached to it…or rather, attached to the flyover BadWhites who bear the brunt of living side by side with these dirt world detritus resettling in their bucolic Heritage America idylls.

Lunatic libs
I know you’re out there
You’re in high towers
And you hold your meetings
I can hear you schemin’
I know what you’re after
We’re wise to you this time
(da goyim know this time)
We won’t let you kill our homelands

Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh

Lunatic libs
In the nation’s last gleaming
This is open season
And you’ve pushed it too far
Cause you gotta be pompous
For your moral delusions
We’re on guard this time
(On guard this time)
Against your tribal solution
Oh no

Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh

We can hear you sneerin’
(We can hear you sneerin’)
No, you’re not gonna win this time
(Not gonna win)
We can hear your hatred
(We can hear your hatred)
In your op-eds and gay parades
(coming from the deep state)

Lunatic libs
We all know you’re out there
Can you feel the resistance
Can you feel the thunder

*Aficionados of obscure pop culture references will appreciate the delicious irony in my choosing this particular song by Red Rider to remix as an anti-globalist call to arms.

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This is an observant comment by theng85, about the costs, big and small, that Diversity™ imposes on society.

Also, a shower thought regarding vibrancy and open borders:

You’ve mentioned before that when a country’s border in weak or unstable, more mini-barriers will be opened up within the confines of the border. I’ll never forget walking by a brownstone in Brooklyn that had a “No border wall” sign in the window….A window that had bars over it and a locking gate around the property. What’s good for the goose isn’t good for the gander, I guess.

But there are more boundaries where there’s more vibrancy. My litmus test for whether or not I’m in a bad area is how easily I can access things in something like a gas station or a McDonald’s. If there’s a table with napkins, straws, ketchup, sugar packets, and I can walk into the bathroom and do my business without needing to talk to the staff, then I’m in a good (Read: White) area.

But if the ketchup and napkins are behind the counter, or you need to be buzzed into the bathroom/given a key, or you have to talk to the cashier through a 6 inch sheet of bulletproof glass, then you’re in a bad (Read: Vibrant) area. One of the selling points of my current apartment was that the 24-hour gas station down the street had open access to its bathrooms 24/7. That means I was in a safe neighborhood with little to no vibrancy. And I was right!

tl;dr: Diversity causes instability, instability creates boundaries.

Focusing on nonWhite invader crime grabs headlines, but the mass invasion of tens of millions of economic parasites warps healthy society in ways that brute crime stats don’t capture. It’s all the little annoyances — the locks on bathrooms in fast food joints and coffee shops in vibrant neighborhoods because the vibrancy has a habit of befouling public restrooms — that eat away at social trust and bonhomie, increasing individual stress levels. Welcome to Cortisol Nation.

You’ll have a big beautiful national border wall, or you’ll have a million smaller border walls surrounding all the places you love to visit and which make a nice life worth living. There is no third option. The Wall is inevitable. Choose the Big Wall, or the Million Small Walls. A border-less, Wall-less world is a fantasy that not even shitlibs believe if they are judged by the gated communities and strict zoning laws they avail themselves of to keep out the objects of their Fake Affection.

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The Mamas & The Pepes sings “You Gotta Go Back” (and provide a helpful link to the ICE phone number and website).

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The Mamas & The Pepes recorded a raw version of my “Globalist Girl” lyrical reinterpretation of the Tom Petty song “American Girl”. Very sing-able! And you’ll enjoy the accompanying slide show.

 

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Les Saunders, Protestant swoops in to take the Comment of the Week with a vivid portrait of the Globalist Girl.

As I was doing my rounds today, something made me think about a girl, an intern that is, whom I had under my supervision a few years back.  The more I reflected on it, I came to the conclusion that she was (or still is, if her Twitter feed is anything to go by), the prototypical Globalist Girl (or Globohomoist Girl in this rampart of truth we call le Château) for she, like so many other young women I’m crossing paths with these days, lives and embodies the Globalist “spirit” or “ideal.”

This girl was attractive, I will give her that (and probably in part why she bobbed up from sub-conscious today), with a great body.  She was mixed race; White and some other indeterminate origin.  Being a Strong, Empowered, Woman, she landed a somewhat coveted paid internship in my organization while in the process of collecting a worthless degree in international relations/comparative politicks, a degree which, autrefois, might’ve had some caché, if not now for the saturation of such degrees being doled out, but is imperative for our upcoming cadre of Globalists.  At 24, she’s now more well-traveled than most people in our parents’ (boomers) generation, and certainly visited more countries than I had at that point in life.  Conference here, workshop there. Semester in some European capital, co-op in Asia, girls’ trip to Latin America, none of which incurring any personal expense to her, with either the university, the state, some organization, or even daddy picking up the tabs along the way.  Then flitting about from one short-term job to the next, always looking for the more exciting, unique thing. Not unlike their approach to men, either.

While being passionate about Global Warming, Social Justice, Fair Trade, and Feminism, you couldn’t miss her in the latest brands, the newest iPhag, the hippest overpriced restaurant, whilst clutching a Starbucks and retweeting Important Serious Articles by Soros, the Cuckonomist, Buzzfeed, and Justine Trudope.  Everything is “amazing” or “problematic”, the wage gap must be closed, #refugeesarewelcome, and abortions must be readily available.

Globalist Girls are in every Western country, they are forming sizeable majorities on university campuses, they are landing the internships, they are entering the institutions and companies, and they are voting away the freedom, prosperity, and culture which took us centuries to achieve.  The globe-trotting, the university indoctrination, and the alacrity with which they pursue globalist dreams has left them with allegiance to no country, no people, and certainly no race (and perhaps no man?)

Speaking of men, I also maintain that there is no Globalist Boy/Man equivalent to Globalist Girl and this, like so many of Globalism’s soulless programs and ancillary projects, is entirely by design.  Globalism, like previous Marxist programmes before it, needs foot soldiers – the useful idiots – to carry out its machinations. Soros and Zuckerberg can’t do it alone from their bunkers.  And women, being easily manipulated with feels campaigns, are just the ones to do it.

Globalist Girl is the canary in the coal-burner, a harbinger of the civilization-wrecking horror that’s coming down the pike. That was a keen observation of our shrikegeist by LS, P. Globalist Girl, you have inspired me (once again) to song.

Globalist Girl

Well she was a Globalist girl
Raised on Facebook Likes
She couldn’t stop screwing her way
Through a dreary nightlife
Snapchatted
After all it was a safe sex world
With lots of cafes to drink at
Yeah, and if she had to raw
Dog it, she had one conception
She would never keep

Oh yeah, all right
Take a selfie baby
Fake a pose all night
She was a Globalist girl

Well Harry Potter gifs make her night
She sat alone in her cubicle
Yeah she could hear her eggs go dry
Out of love for anyone
Hashtag: Marriage out of reach
And for one desperate Tinder match
She swiped right on a PUA
God it’s so shameful
Grad school and three dose
Xanax Salon and Buzzfeed

Oh yeah, all right
Charge your sex toy baby
Check your phone all night
She was a Globalist girl

#GlobalistGirl

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Video footage caught Maine Democreeps cheering the rise in suicides among White men.

For anyone living in a cave the past few years who might not understand the depth of anti-White hatred to which the Demokreep Klown Kollective has sunk, now you see the chameleonic enemy in its uncamouflaged malevolence.

After saying the Democrats need to encourage more “young people” and “women” to join their party, Fochtmann said: “Today, you know, I saw a thing that said a lot of men, white men, are committing suicide. I almost thought, ‘yeah, great!'”

“almost”? Don’t sell your hate short, Fuckedman.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Listen to it. That wasn’t nervous laughter. It was the chortling of bloodthirsty vampires.

“Then I thought about it little more, and I thought maybe I shouldn’t say that out in public,” he said.

The anti-White equalist leftoids are feeling emboldened to air their hatred openly and remorselessly, helped along by a complicit media and demagogic Dem pols like Pelosi and Waters and cucks like McCain. They have become Chutzpah, destroyer of citizenism.

The Daily Caller asked Fochtmann to explain his comment:

Fochtmann told The Daily Caller “a joke’s a joke isn’t it?”

You weren’t joking, fuckermann.

“I’m a white male.

How convenient.

I’m an old man,

The “old man” card. If your age is an excuse for every murderous fantasy you indulge, then maybe it’s time you consider the early self-deliverance option. Otherwise, WAYSA?

and I’m appalled by what’s happening to a lot of people my age, and their either lack of morality or whatever it is,” he continued.

Whereas your morality shines through like a Mosaic commandment.

“There’s no big protest going on about [the Trump] administration.”

There will be a big protest in your backyard soon, if this story catches fire and loosens even the Leftstream Media’s information choke hold.

“It’s anathema to me. I hear a lot of people out there espousing things about being good Christians, being patriots and what not. We just read different history books. Different Bible, everything.”

Old Testament man.

“I don’t really know what to say,” Fochtmann conceded.

Missing a clause: “I don’t really know what to say….that would make me come out smelling like a rose and my White enemies burnt to a crisp on a pyre.”

“I thought the point of the joke is that it won’t be long, and that this won’t be a majority white nation, and I think that’s a good thing.”

Your anti-White genocidal intention is noted for the record, Fochtmann. Best pray you have enough old man wisdom to silence your Old Testament man chutzpah during the dangerous interim between your premature gloating and the completion of your beloved demographic displacement-of-Whites-via-open-borders-and-suicidal-despair.

“I think it’s about time Americans come to terms with we are a melting pot,” he clarified.

Does that melting pot come alloyed with the blown out brains and meth-stopped hearts of millions of White men and women?

“We’ve been calling ourselves a melting pot forever and ever and ever.”

If you have to repeat it ad nauseam, then maybe it isn’t the natural state of affairs.

“So there you are, you know, one of these days we’ll be a big melting pot stew and it won’t predominantly be white people, and that’s ok with me.”

So there we have the mission statement of the Murderous Left: They won’t be able to achieve Diversitopia with White men gumming up the gears. Whites will have to be dealt with, and since we’re not (yet) at the shooting stage of this war the weapon of choice for the Equalism Dehumanists is mass Dirt World immigration and the killer depression it carries in its silty wake as it washes like a shitnami over the receding Whiteness of Heritage America.

If that’s the case, why do you choose to live in the second whitest state in the union?

Good question. As a matter of course, shitlib hypocrisy is so blatant that I coined a word to describe it: Libocrisy. I really need to get going on that Libocrite Watch List post I’ve been meaning to do. You can’t hide from neighborhood demographic data, gentrified-community libfruits!

FYI, here’s a photo of former Maine Senatorial candidate Richard Fochtmann:

Hm. What do you guys think? Physiognomy is real, or (((physiognomy israel)))?

The goal is to make it costly for these anti-White signaling fatbags to continue mouthing off about the blessings of an inevitable White minority America: Politically costly, socially costly, and occupationally costly. Do to the Left what the Left has been doing to Heritage America for sixty-plus years. Coax these fuckers outta their rat holes and shame them in the public square. We won’t rid ourselves of this evil, but we can arrange our society so that the fochtmanns of the West have only the company of their padded cells and gloomy bedrooms willing to entertain their genocidal fantasies.

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Black Hole Soul

In their eyes, genocide
In disguises chosenite
Hides the hate, lies the snake
And a soul as black as slate
Boiling frog, Whites object
‘Neath the tact the soul looks dead
Call their name through the ruse
And you’ll hear them claim virtue

Black hole soul
Now we know
You wish upon us pain
Black hole soul
Now we know
Now we know (now we know)

Sophistry, lies and craft
Fool the hearts of the goyim
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my land, a stalking leech
And our youth awakening
Blood and soil here to stay
No one gulled like that anymore

Black hole soul
Now we know
You wish upon us pain
Black hole soul
Now we know
Now we know

Black hole soul
Now we know
You wish upon us pain
Black hole soul
Now we know
Now we know
(black hole soul)
(black hole soul)
Now we know
(black hole soul)
(black hole soul)
Now we know
(black hole soul)
(black hole soul)
Now we know
(black hole soul)
(black hole soul)

Lift my head, fight my fear
Till my home is free and clear

Black hole soul
Now we know
You wish upon us pain
Black hole soul
Now we know
Now we know
Black hole soul
Now we know
You wish upon us pain
Black hole soul
Now we know
Now we know
(black hole soul)
(black hole soul)
(repeat)

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I was having a foreplay-slicking conversation with a talented shivlady about the Scandinavians. (She called them the Ikeans.) She wondered how the Scandis went from savage warrior Vikings and continent conquerors to the weeping pussies they are today. I told her it is one of the world’s greatest mysteries, then explained to her the Cycle of Strife.

Basically, I said, the warrior blood gets washed out after many generations of losing the strongest men to attrition on their rape and pillage high adventures. This leaves the gene pool full of the tepid seed of weaker men, the ones who stayed behind to help raise the children of the warriors when they went off to claim new lands. A new, more compliant, people is born on the home front. Civilization needs these domesticated men. All our modern conveniences — a CH reader says that nearly every invention of the 20th Century occurred in a 300 mile radius around Chicago, which is the settlement of the German and Ikean diaspora — are the result of tamed men cooperating toward the goal of easing the burdens of life, especially those burdens that fall most heavily on the women.

But domesticated men have a fatal flaw: they build civilization only to surrender control of it when comfort and prosperity, and haranguing by their social justice ladyfolk, lull them into a defenseless stupor. Weak, domesticated men like the modern Scandinavians are doomed to roll over to foreign invaders and their single White women sponsors. Then their blood is washed out, and into the vacuum the warriors rise again, reclaiming their homeland, crushing the invaders, and putting their silly women to heel. The Cycle of Strife. It is required.

It’s the cycle of strife
and it kills us all
through phony virtue
through hugs and tropes
till we find our place
overrun with ISIS
in the cycle
the cycle of strife

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