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You are about to enter another dimension of the sexual market. A dimension not only of unsightly fat and scolding schoolmarmery, but of repulsive loudmouthed bitterbitches. A journey into a worthless land of self-entitled fat Hillary-loving bitches. Next stop, the Would Not Bang Zone!

Via AutoAdmit, a gem quality thread has coalesced around the story of a fat chick in DC — Jesse Peterson — who was the featured coastal shitlibopolis representative of her swelling species in a Bezos Post Date Lab social experiment designed to prove the pointlessness of pursuing the post-femininity American cow. A couple of AAers put it best,

Date: August 3rd, 2017 9:04 AM
Author: Ozzie Canseco

its incredible how women are all converging to this one horrible personality.

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Date: August 3rd, 2017 9:06 AM
Author: LTDanCaffey

Titcr.
It’s like all single shrews in major metros are morphing into some hybrid of Sarah Jessica Parker in SitC and the shrew from Eat, Pray, Fuck with some Beyoncé girl power mixed in.

A little background on Jesse, emeritus rider of the cock carousel, courtesy of her About page at her dating blog (aka the place she collates the wretchedness of her personality and will come to regret when she’s 40, unmarried, and sleeping with a small army of cats nestled in her gut folds):

Hey betches,

Welcome to Tinder District! I’m so glad you’re here, even though you may not be able to tell through my chronic RBF.

Afeminine? Check.

My name is J. I’m 23 years old, live in Washington, DC, and by day I do management consulting.

Anti-natalist careercunt? Check.

By night (and weekend), however, I’m a serial dater.

Slut, or pretensions to sluttery? Check.

Since I started this blog in July 2015 (when it was ClarendonTinderDiaries.wordpress.com; really rolls of the tongue, right?),

Grandiose self-conception as a dazzling prose stylist belied by horribly dull writing? Check.

I have been on over 100 first dates.

Unloveable? Check.

Two have turned into relationships (thank God those went nowhere),

Allergic to accountability for her decisions? Check.

many were good, several turned into second and even third dates – but that’s not why I’m here. The thing that keeps me coming back is the bad dates – the ones that turn into a story for me to tell my close friends, future grandchildren, and the entire Internet.

Attention whore? Check.

Oh, and the free drinks and meals. Those also keep me coming back.

Low sexual market value chick unable to date anyone but supplicating beta males who eagerly foot her bill for a chance to pork her oinky trough? Check.

So, welcome, readers! I hope you get a laugh, a nugget of useful life advice, or something new to read while at work contemplating quitting your shitty job.

XOXO,
J

And a recent photo of Jesse, for context in which to place her empty try-hard braggadocio:

She’s a 5 without the insulating layer of blubber, a 2 with it.

Sadly, Jesse is not an outlier. The shitlib cities are filled with CUNDTs like herself: totally converged into the technofemcuntyassqueen man-hating spiteborg, committed to spending their prime nubility years hunting elusive alpha males in the urban junglelove, narcissistic to a degree that would have shocked Narcissus, delusional about their sexual and romantic appeal, and more often than not carrying an extra five or fifty pounds.

Is it any wonder American men have stopped “manning up” and taken nuptial (read: financial) responsibility for these ingrate shoggoths? Women, if you struggle to find a man worthy of your curated and well-marbled self-image, look in the mirror and read the reactions of the world outside your dating blog to your crass behavior and shitty personality. 100 dates in one year? That’s not a banner to wave proudly; it’s a red flag that your goods are rotten.

How obnoxious is this bitch? From her Instawhore:

In her words, she had an awful date and hated the man with whom she was paired, yet she still wanted to exploit his graciousness by copping an “appeal deal” with him to rate each other equivalently in the Bezos Post-Op Date Lab story, so that she could continue to look good to her blog audience of aspiring spinsters. Thankfully, our intrepid beta male found an ounce of scrotal juice still circulating in his manhood and rated her lower than the entitled blobster demanded to be rated.

Management consultant Jesse Peterson, 23, describes herself as “just about the friendliest and most outgoing person there is.”

So friendly she hastily pens post-date snarkbait shitting all over the men who buy her drinks.

She also loves working out, bottomless brunch and a slightly dark sense of humor.

Working out => is 40 pounds overweight
Bottomless brunch => boundless bottom
Dark sense of humor => confuses hackneyed sarcasm for humor

I was much more nervous before this date than any Bumble or Tinder date. I’ve been on dates with a few Dans, and all of them were weird.

The fault lies not with the Dans.

We talked about favorite foods — I write a cooking and baking blog.

Avoid unmarried women who are a little too into cooking. That goes double-chinned for women into blogging about cooking.

And I write a dating blog.

If a chick admitted this to me on a first date, I would walk out immediately, no reason given. At the very least, a chick who feels comfortable telling me this doesn’t respect my refined taste in women and unapologetically high standards.

I’m just interested in exploring people and opportunities and dating culture.

Every girl who has told me she’s into “exploring people” was really into exploring herself for the umpteenth time and receiving external validation for it from the people she claims to want to explore. And “opportunities” is just slutspeak for “cockas”.

Dan: I can’t date a vegetarian; I left hungry. I got home and I ordered a turkey leg.

Vegetarian girls are more often fat than thin. That should tell them something, but when the world revolves around them and mirrors are magical devices found only in Harry Potter books, then one could be forgiven for assuming these broads have an intrinsic ability to put 2 and 2 together. Or maybe their concept of vegetarian is “a plate full of greasy fries and a side of pizza”.

I’m not ready for the gawking to end yet. From another dating-is-hell-on-fatties post at her Unloved Fatty blog:

I didn’t particularly care about continuing to talk to Jack, and I also ignore literally all CMB notifications I receive, so I did nothing.

The attention whore loves accumulating dating apps, so she can proudly claim she ignores them all. It would not suffice to simply not have the dating app on the iPhag. She must have it and not have it, grasshopper.

Jack, however, reached out.

“Men want me, they really want me!”

Jack – Want to get margaritas soon?
J – Sure!

So, I sent him my phone number – because anyone who wants to buy me a margarita is a friend of mine.

From its inception, CH has advised men to avoid buying drinks for women. To this day, the advice retains its merit.

It was two full days before I got a message from Jack, but he made up for his tardiness with sweeping romantic apology.
Jack – Hey, this is Jack from that bagel app

Ahh, pure poetry.

Got her attention. (Keep it short and sweet, gentlemen. The ladies love a self-possessed shitlord.)

FYI her blog is filled with those retarded pop culture gifs that women love. They acquire the habit from their gay besties.

We continued talking for a while, including a brief stint in which my friend took over my phone and sent him a long message about the superfood benefits of kale (#bless kale), when our conversation turned to the events we had planned for the weekend.

From the second I saw the ‘Yikes’ I knew something was amiss. But I was unsure what it was at first – did he frown upon the fact that I had not left all signs of neon and tutu back in college? Was he unnerved that I was not spending the weekend reading the latest political novel?

Like most straight men with a T level above 1, he’s disgusted by homosex and by the sassy platitude-spouting libchicks who latch onto the gay glorification gravy train in the hopes of tarting up their social media feeds with more colorful selfies.

All of that would have been better than his response. What do you mean you find it “off-putting”? You are aware you live in a country founded on the right to do all of those things, correct?

“Off-putting” doesn’t mean “deny the right of fag assembly”, you dumb bint.

I pressed on.

She persisted.

Ohhhhhhhh no. OH NO. I considered leaping off the nearest cliff to escape such ignorance.

She would’ve bounced back unscathed.

“inside a social construct decided by other people that doesn’t let you blah blah”…..typical poopytalk from your typical nasty woman. This is why fatties and other undesirable women glom onto social constructivist shitliberalism: the lies provide a handy rationale for explaining away, say, their lack of portion control. The CUNDT’s dating woes are never her fault; it’s always “men” or “douchebags” or “bigots” or “Trump supporters” or “society”.

She then feverishly texts Jack the Shitlord to “put him in his place”, and what she imagines as an epic BTFO of her antagonist just comes across like a butthurt fatty going well out of her way to make some stupid political point lost in the noise of her emotional incontinence.

HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE.

STOP IT RIGHT NOW.

YOU THINK PEOPLE ‘LIKE PLAYING THE VICTIM‘?

LITERALLY GET THE FUCK OUT.

Was Trayvon Martin ‘playing the victim’ when he was killed in an ethnic hate crime?

Surprise, a conformist GoodWhite plays the Saint Trayvon card! Newsflash, fatty, Trayvon pounced on Zimmerman the Hispanic hero and in the commission of his assault and battery received a load of lead in return. Tray Tray got his just desserts.

Were the 49 lives lost in the Orlando Pulse Nightclub massacre ‘playing the victim’ when their lives were unjustly ripped from them in a homophobic hate crime?

Funny, she forgot to mention that the Pulse gayclub killer was a Muslim.

Was I, or any other victim of sexual assault, PLAYING THE FUCKING VICTIM when we were raped, had our self-worth and self-confidence, not to mention ability to trust and, I don’t know, ability to sleep through the night without having a panic attack, STRIPPED FROM US BY A MAN WHO DID NOT KNOW HOW TO TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER?

Ten to one she was never raped.
One hundred to one if she was raped, it was by a black guy.
One thousand to one her conception of “rape” is really an ego-assuaging morning after regret rape rationalization for throwing herself at yet another garbage hour loser.

I was outraged. I would have killed him right then, if my insurance covered it.

The only thing you’re killing fatty is a plate of donuts.

Instead, I put him on blast in the betchiest way I know how

Shitlib women crave putting wrongthinkers “on blast”, and announcing their declared victory in war to whomever will listen. They’re like George Costanza thinking up a comeback zinger well after the moment has passed. It’s pure humiliation gotcha fantasy, a pageantry of the ego without substance, meant in the retelling to impress a very stupid and dull coterie of equally LSMV rejects more accustomed to getting ignored by high quality men than to putting those unattainable men in their places.

– by saying I felt sorry for him, using his own words against him, and turning the tables around.

I’m sure he was utterly destroyed by your lethal psy ops campaign.

He continued to not see the error of his ways and be the literal worst.

Resentful woman unable to convince man to cater to her feelz has literal meltdown in ASCII.

I’m out. I’m done! I can’t handle it anymore. I can’t handle humans or fuckboys or ignorance or Trump or anything that’s not at least 13% ABV or laced with THC.

This is the mewling of a woman who has experienced failure after failure in her search for a boyfriend. Naturally, she blames Trump.

So, fam, if you encounter an ignorant fuckboy along the lines of Jack, just remember that the best solution is to screenshot the conversation and put the entire thing in your Snapchat story and on the internet. Because, friends, it happens to the best of us.

So, fellow cundts, if you encounter a man who won’t tolerate your vapid lib bullshit and grating personality, just remember that the best solution is to publicly broadcast your private conversations with him in the hope that you’ll inspire a chorus of sympathetic losers to cheerlead your self-immolation and validate your desire to humiliate those who won’t feed your egotistical, self-absorbed, status striving herdthink.

The final word on the CUNDT and her species of post-America millennial woman:

they pair up with modern genderless shitlib males and get into those punching bag relationships where the wife is in the driver seat so both of their lives just sort of end up doing donuts, swerving into oncoming traffic, etc. if they have money they end up brunching and biking a lot and talking about global warming and refugees and rescue dogs. the woman becomes mean and haggard and a public nuisance and the man just looks at the floor a lot. looks like hell but tons of men jump right into it early and never reassess.

Good news. The Reassessing has begun. DOTR has a new meaning, and shitlib femcunt fatties will be hardest hit.

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How does a woman let decades slip by and watch forlornly as she tumblrs from bodacious to barren? By deluding herself that her biological clock has more minutes on it than it actually does.

Sarah Haas, 35, says she feels like she has about five years to decide whether to have children.

*facepalm* At 35, the smart bet is that the lifespan on her womb has already reached the end. If she’s lucky, she’ll push out one underweight autistic problem child allergic to every food group except soy before her last egg is unceremoniously expunged in a portentous hot flash by age 40.

One can blame the feminist grrlpower gaystream media for pumping women’s hamster cages full of lies about their fertility and sexual market staying power, but ultimately it’s the fault of these women for hoping wishing fantasizing and persisting in the Fake Belief that they are just as sexy and, coincidentally, ripely fertile at 35 as they were at 25 and even more so at 19.

For Haas, 35, though, the assumptions are hard. She was in two long-term relationships, each lasting nearly a decade. If those didn’t result in a child, it must be because she didn’t want them to, right? Nope. It just happened that way. It was just life.

Cheap, widespread, and easy birth control has been a more potent Darwinian selection force than wars and famine. We are just now seeing the effects of that unnatural selection on the populations that have had effective birth control the longest, and the verdict is in: overrun by more fertile barbarians.

She separates it into “before” and “after.” In previous generations, many women had kids “before” — before career, before travel, before other elements of life. Now, Haas sees people who think of having children as “after” — after you have built your own, individual life.

Careergrrlism is civilizational death.

Haas can list the reasons that now isn’t the perfect time: Her career isn’t in an ideal place. Financially, it would be tough. Her current relationship is pretty new.

The prologue of Idiocracy, the most prescient movie of the past twenty years, nailed this female solipsism.

And, that biological feeling, that hit-you-in-your-gut urge that some women feel so deeply, has never struck Haas.

“I know a lot of women who know that they want to be mothers,” she says. “They know it. They don’t know how; they don’t know when; maybe they choose a life that doesn’t give them that, but they know they want to be mothers. And because either I can’t trust that feeling, or I don’t have it, I do wonder if that means that I shouldn’t. But at the same time, I know that I love children, and I know that I would be an amazing mother.”

Tragically, she won’t be making that decision for children; the God of Biomechanics will decide for her. And His avatar of intervention in human affairs — evolution — is a ruthless, merciless reaper of self-deluding fools. Her anti-natalism kind will, in short order, be washed from the earth into Hades along a Pill-polluted ovary-dead River Cysts, and we who have eaten the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Poolside and Evil can only hope that the barrenesses of the West don’t take White Civilization with them.

PS The Expired Woman is closely related to the Inspired Woman.

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Phony Comey is caught in a catch-22. A Comey-22, if I may amuse myself. When he’s called to testify before Cuckgress, he either has to admit his memo insinuating Trump’s obstruction of the Flynn investigation is a lie, or if true that he withheld important information about an ongoing investigation which is itself illegal. (And Trump should request ALL memos Comey kept over his tenure, especially those memos he wrote during dealings with thecunt and the Gay Mulatto.)

Phony Comey is a shitlib hillary shill, so his anti-Trump antics should not surprise anyone. This “memo” that Comey’s “friend” recited to the Nuevo York Times is, I predict, nonexistent or so watered down in actual substance that Comey will have to disavow his previous insinuations in his testimony. McCabe, the FBI’s current #2 and another hillary cuntfluffer, is already on record stating that the Trump Admin has not impeded their Russia investigation. So even if Trump said what Phoney Comey claims he said during their meeting, it had no obstructionist effect on the FBI’s investigation.

When will this clown show end? When Civl War 2 erupts, at this rate.

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Is refugee pimping by Western leaders and shitlibs a nation-wide scale-up of the PUA tactic peacocking (aka the handicap principle)?

Peacocking signals to potential mates you are so HSMV you can handle the burden of unneeded impediments. Refugees are unneeded impediments…for Trump-supporting flyovers, because that’s where the Gay Mulatto and the various international adoption Christcuck agencies have been relocating the refugees.

“Refugees Welcome” shitlibs (and their limpwristed leaders) get the reward of peacocking in the vestments of refugee virtue signaling without taking on any of the risk of actually living side by side with hordes of transplanted refugees that they can’t escape from into super zips and electronically gated apartment buildings.

Signaling one’s commitment to welcome refugees, particularly brown non-Christian refugees, is a demonstration of sexual market value by shitlibs who don’t have alternate, more traditional means of advertising their sexual and resource fitness, (through means, for instance, that include physical strength, emotional stability, masculinity, femininity, or yes, even looks).

PS The latest research has discovered that conservatives are, on average, better looking than are liberals.

PPS Yet another Chateau maxim based on real life observation is affirmed by the labcoats: Shitlibbery is the ideology of the ugly, infirm, freakish, and degenerate, whose motivation is driven primarily by a desire to upend normal society and replace it with a dystopian system that is more accommodating of their physical and psychological afflictions.

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Do leftoids and their antifa schlock troops have any self-awareness at all? Because if they did, they’d recoil at what their “progressive” movement has become: a bought and paid for tool of the Deep State. Their “Fight the Man!” ilk used to revolt against the Establishment before it became a moral imperative to support Davosian globalist oligarchs and neocon warmongers.

Case in point: the resignation of national security advisor Mike Flynn from Trump’s Cabinet. I won’t get into the thickets here concerning the events leading up to Flynn’s departure (it isn’t nearly as scandalous as the FakeNews media would have you to believe), but suffice to say the Left is very happy that their new Master, the invade-the-world, invite-the-world Deep State, has claimed a Trump Administration scalp.

anonymous over at Sailer’s explains the Deep State connection to the effort to oust Flynn:

Jack D: He made Pence look like a fool by lying to him repeatedly. Trump would have forgiven him for the rest but you don’t make someone above you in the hierarchy look like a fool. Trump owes one to Pence who really stuck with him during the campaign and I’m sure Pence was the one who wanted Flynn out.

Bullshit.

Pence is a mediocre intellect neocon who wants war with Russia. He said so in the debates. He was a mediocre radio talk show before going into politics.

Of course it was all bullshit and Flynn never made reference to sanctions just improved relations. Russian Strategic Rocket Forces had gone to DEFCON-2 and were moving toward DEFCON-1. Flynn knew this and needed to deescalate as NSA designee.

With Flynn’s resignation Deep State won. Trump and the outsiders lost. Big time. Deep State HAD to take out Flynn because he was inside the belly of the Deep State as head of DIA and knew their m.o. They fabricated and lied and pushed the narrative and won. Major loss for realists. So, first we have the federal judiciary controlling our immigration policy and now we have Deep State controlling foreign policy and making the world safe for Davos.

And I can’t believe Trump caved. It will only get ten times worse for him now.

I agree with both anonymous and Jack D. Trump’s “cave” (perceptions matter when you aren’t controlling the leftoid media megaphone) will make his Presidency more difficult. You give a shitlib an inch, they’ll take a mile. That is the nature of r-selected critters.

But Jack D is also right that Trump genuinely admires Pence and probably felt he had to do him a solid on this issue, if it’s true that Flynn dissembled to Pence and jeopardized Pence’s integrity, (even if the matter on which Flynn dissembled is in the grand scheme the smallest of potatoes). I think Trump may come out ahead in the long run if Flynn’s resignation establishes an anti-Deep State precedent that Trump will tolerate no lying in his Cabinet, and firings are a real threat for anti-Trump subversives.

But the moral of the story is the Left’s total and complete alignment with the GloboHomo Axis of Weasel’s project to deracinate Western nations and replace them with chaotic, socially disemboweled market bazaars selling cheap Chinese-made trinkets and zika-laced tacos.

The leftoid equalist rebels will gladly subsume their directives to the Deep State if it means a continuation of open borders and the rest of the anti-White globalist agenda. It always comes back to anti-White posturing. Always. Shitlibs will rationalize any putrid alliance as long as their precious anti-White “social justice” isn’t hindered.

The real revolutionaries now are on the Maul-Right; we fight a crooked Establishment that includes, but is not limited to, the media, the government bureaucracy, the Deep State, the Democrats, the Republicans, academia, the judiciary, the entertainment propaganda machine, the Left, the Russophobic neocons, the Mexican squatters, the cucked Anglosphere, the Soros saboteurs, the SJW social media censors, and the street theater antifa perception manipulators and demoralization agents.

We are David versus the Goliath Left. If only the Left had the decency to recognize which side of that battle they represent.

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PS Vox Day presents disturbing circumstantial evidence that Flynn was taken out by the Deep State for his commitment to investigating PizzaGate (ie, the allegations that a kiddie sex ring operation that caters to powerful politicos is run out of Comet Ping Pong in DC).

PPS Hillary Clinton is a nasty cunt, isn’t she?

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christcuckfam

This is a family of Christcucks. The anti-White leftoid establishment — demonstrating once again their facility at feigning interest in, and newfound respect for, the Good Word when it can be put to use to further their Globohomo cause — is scandalized that this family is being ostracized by some Church members for advocating the mass relocation of the third world into their homeland. Shocking, I know.

The story is less relevant than the photo attached to it, (as is often the case with most establishment pieces written in the past decade). First, this is not a “family of six children”; it’s a family of two children and four adopted status whoring totems with health problems.

Second, the matriarch (there is no patriarch in this family) looks more aggressive, confrontational, and high T than her putatively male husband. Dat manjaw, dat “come at me bro” glare, dat knitted brow, dose clenched teeth, crouching forward like a tigress about to pounce….this is a woman bitterly unsatisfied in the bedroom, loveless, angry, and full of hate for her culture, her community, and her racial peers. She needs a supreme dicking by a real man of God. Or of Lucifer, as the pool of real men of God has just about dried up.

Her husband is nothing more than a plush betablob placeholder to grant legitimacy to his reckless Queen’s rule. He has the look of a man in pain. Physical pain as well as soul pain. His limbic system is constipated with suppressed and compacted emotions; you can tell he’s got something big to shout at the world, but he dare not lest his Queen cast him the icy gaze implying present and future sexlessness.

Christcucks are a scourge on Christianity, the Final Feminization of a once-great religion that is rapidly degenerating into a feelz therapy session for the racially alienated and the egotistically coddled. Jesus would, if he were alive today, lash them and strike them from His kingdom like he did the money-changers from the temple. He would know that Christcuckery isn’t love, but empty virtue signaling and moral posturing, much like the ostentatious shows of religiosity of the Pharisees that Jesus condemned in his day.

The title of this post, ∑T = ∑E, is a reference to the Law of Gender Conservation. All the testosterone appears concentrated in the wife, with little to none evident in the husband. A wicked inversion of the sexual polarity created by the God of Biomechanics can’t hold, on the micro or macro scale, and our nation will pay for its betrayal of the natural balance of the sexes.

PS I spy a T so high in the Queen’s digit ratio!

PPS Commenter TLM has a warning for Christcucks who may be tempted to traverse the Path of the ‘Dopted Dindu.

CH

A few years ago I commented here I believe, on a super-churchian neighbor that had went all in with the virtue signaling by adopting a little dindu from Dindu Land, also known as the shit-hole continent of Africa. Showers of churchian praise rained down on this woman from the local churchian community like manna from Heaven. In my comment I mentioned how little Dindu had dead eyes and I always watched him like a hawk if he was around. Fast forward 5 or 6 years and little cute Dindu toddler is 10 or 11 now, and after being held back a year in school, was finally expelled for choking another student (Not sure of the gender or race of the victim, but this private school is 99.8% white). I guess even upper middle-class churchians paying 10K a year in tuition reach the point of dropping the equalist BS when their lily white children are recipients of a rear naked choke from an authentic Bantu. Anyway, the ‘mom’ was an employee of the school that expelled little Dindu and you guessed it, she resigned in disgust at this nasty raciss private school that was prejudiced against her sweet little dindu pet.

The only way these people are gonna learn is at the receiving end of lessons in brutal mockery and shaming. CH leads the way.

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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.

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