Has anyone seen a picture of this “Malik” woman shooter in San Bernardino? The woman whose name changed what, three times? There was a woman’s body on the ground dead near the the black SUV but for all I know that was a hostage and we’re not getting the full story. Why is there no picture of this woman who supposedly pledged allegiance to I$I$? And whatever happened to that 3rd suspect?
Things that make you go ALALALALALALALA.
Here’s my expert guess. The female shooter was wearing a face veil during the terror attack (wouldn’t want to offend Allah while ripping apart the flesh of the infidels in a hail of bullets). The media therefore has no photo of her unveiled face. They may have photos of her peering from behind the Islam eye slit, but you can understand why the antiWhite shitlib media would balk at posting above-the-fold that rather…. Narrative-ly inconvenient… mug shot.
Disingenuous shitlibs (are they ever anything else?) have feverishly rushed to reshape the post-San Bernardino Muslim terror attack narrative with lies, obfuscation, evasion, and really big lies your grandfather might call whoppers. One of their snarking points has been attempts to contrast the number of (pre-9/11, natch) Muslim terror deaths in America with the number of non-Islam related mass shootings. Faggoty antiWhite graphics along this “Whites are the real terrorists!” theme litter the Twatterverse and Vaginaverse.
Besides the glaring own goal of basically admitting that the number of total mass killings in America could be seriously curbed (at least by a third) by kicking out Muslims back to their countries, there is the evasive little shit maneuver of neglecting to mention in their cutesy graphics how many jihad mass murders were thwarted by the surveillance state that, if left to execute unhindered, would have greatly increased the Muslim representation among mass murderers, right into a significant majority of all bloodbaths.
Evidence: Fifty (!) terror plots have been foiled since 9/11. With few exceptions, almost all these thwarted attackers were Muslims putting the lie to the shitlib “religion of peace” mantra of impotence. The total number of American deaths from these 50 thwarted “shadow jihads” could have easily gone into the tens of thousands had the attack planners remained undiscovered by authorities and free to execute with extreme prejudice.
So, adding thwarted Muslim terror attacks to successful Muslim terror attacks makes it quite clear to all but those with their heads in the oil-rich sand that the mass migration of Muslims into America has been a
NET NEGATIVE.
The US borders should have been closed to the Middle East decades ago. But we no longer have a ruling elite looking out for the best interests of normal, mentally sane White Americans still clinging to their common sense and functioning amygdalas.
PS Don’t misconstrue this post as advocacy for the Orwellian Surveillance State, which is a malignant tumor on the American body politic. The source of our woes is Diversity™, the endless blessing and fount of strength which the Surveillance State was created out of necessity to monitor for incipient flare-ups of tribal violence.
Dismantle the Diversity to dismantle the Surveillance State.
A reader acutely aware of the Game-Society nexus emails,
Ever notice that mass shooters are never men who have options with women? First it was “He’s not my boyfriend!” in Paris then it was 3-Divorce McGee in Colorado Springs and now it’s Alallahu AkBeta with his Saracen mail order bride.
ps. never let a woman drive
Game can save lives.
😆 at that ps.
Not all men who have few options with women will go out in a blaze of jihad, but most blazing jihadis are men who have few options with (White) women. Discuss.
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Is San Bernardino a case of NOWAG rage? Please to be discussing.
(If that’s Farook and his wife, she doesn’t look as fug as one would expect. Almost high caste within the context of that creepy culture. So sometimes the limited sexual market options aren’t needed to ignite jihaddeath. The Islam by itself will do the job nicely.)
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tombreck2 notices,
Furthermore, he’s not a bad looking guy especially for being indian-ish. Perhaps CH had more widespread influence maybe he would have been become Alpha-ilized instead
The fact that a decent-looking, presumably non-incel Subcontinental could be turned to jihad should be a warning to open borders nutjobs that Islam is a powerful force of indoctrination. Many MANY men (and women) admire Islam’s purity of purpose, even if that purpose serves twisted, evil ends. It’s a purity of purpose that, sadly, Christianity and White Civilization more generally haven’t had in a long while. And it’s starting to show.
Need a bittersweet laugh? Chicks with a fever for the flavortown of a jerkboy inmate can now more easily connect to him through a new app called “TextBehind: Text-To-Inmates“. (Note: I am not making this up)
TextBehind® enables you to communicate with your incarcerated loved ones nationwide using text messages with photos, custom greeting cards and electronic money orders. Unlimited inmate reply letters are electronically delivered back to your smart phone and email at no extra charge.
Due to the inherent demographics of prison populations (majority dindu) most of the app users are livin’ large mamma jamas. But there are some white chicks in the mix. I expect white women to partially close the inmate-loving gap with black women. In the meantime, the few K-selected black betas will struggle to make a dent in their race’s genetic heritage, unless they opt for white fatties.
This one is my favorite user feedback comment:
Love this app. This is so much more than an app. To be able to send loved ones photos and money without having to wait in line at a post office is amazing. I’ve had a few issues but when I emailed text behind they emailed me back within the hour and went as far as to give me a call to ensure the issues were resolved and they were. I absolutely love this app. It safe and secure. Just ensure if your loved one gets transferred to another facility edit that information under your profile.
😆 Alpha jerkboy inmates get tit pics and money. Betas get empty wallets and blue balls.
Isn’t it about time Chateau Heartiste is awarded something for being so far ahead of the “chicks dig jerks” curve? People scoffed at first, but now there are apps to help women meet the badboys of their dreams. Goooooooooooooodbye, America!
A group calling itself “Overweight Haters Ltd” is handing out leaflets on the British subway.
“perverted chubby-lover”
😆 😆 😆
I swear this fat shaming shiv could have been pulled straight from the CH sheath, word for word.
Are the Chateau’s very special lessons percolating through the wider culture? This ‘umble blog doesn’t have millions of daily readers, but it doesn’t take much visibility to get an idea, a truthful idea long suppressed and now revealed with gleeful sadism, to make a “memetic sweep” through society’s DNA.
The Awakening is Happening, on all fronts: race, sex, truth, beauty. And on the banner of the shitlords, an emblem flaps victorious in the crisp autumn breeze:
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Why are the police investigating the provenance of this Realtalk™? Doesn’t Britain have a lingering respect for free speech? Or is that a quaint White Man invention destined for the ash heap of history? One could look at this authoritarian overstepping as the sort of frenzied reaction a ruling elite makes just before:
It was always the women, and above all the young ones, who were the most bigoted adherents of the Party, the swallowers of slogans, the amateur spies and nosers-out of unorthodoxy.
George Orwell, 1984
Ol’ George was spot on with this observation. It’s [the current year] and you can’t toss a cat on a college campus without hitting an SJW hugbox humidified with the triggered tears of a bulbosity of bitterbitches.
the auditorium full of high school girls doing the finger snapping routine at him. […] Haidt says it is (was) very disconcerting, worse than disconcerting actually – upsetting and a little scary even. Threatening.
The teenage girl’s simple minded absolutism and devotion to the master.
Accounts of Mao’s and Pol Pot’s atrocities consistently paint teenage female cadres as the most terrifying among the henchmen.
Women in their prime beautility (beauty + fertility), which coincides with the ages from 15 to 25 or thereabouts, are the most eager to submit to the reigning tyranny. CH writes a lot about the romantic desire of women, especially young women with a full load of eggs in their moist wicker baskets, to submit to a powerful alpha male. A lot of Game concepts proceed from this first principle governing the instinctive mating behavior of women.
But Le Chateau is more than a dating guide, and hopefully readers are beginning to see how Game and Seduction tie in with Culture and Society. The internal combustion forces that drive women to happily submit to intoxicating powerful men are the same forces that equally drive women to submit to the tyrannical Leftoid Orthodoxy, and to profess their undying love for the orthodoxy. (Even to make excuses for the orthodoxy, just as they do for their jerk boyfriends, when someone points out that maybe they’d be better off in the long-run with a different master.)
The only way to win White women back from their loyalty to antiracism tyranny is to present them with the allure of an even stronger, sexier tyranny. Mock antiracism without apology or backpedaling and you provide women a glimpse of your ZFG alpha rebel bona fides. Offer in the place of antiracism orthodoxy another, better, orthodoxy that speaks more clearly to the White woman’s future and, importantly, exhibits more conspicuously the greater good of your sexually irresistible self-entitlement.
Shitlibs and cucks will tremble and rage, while you, Master of Your Amused Domain, Knight of the Order of State Control, Wielder of the Shiv of Unified Purpose and Divided Vaj Flaps, reap the dual rewards of a rich sex life and a reborn nation once again administered for the benefit of your posterity.
There are three abiding truths about chicks and their attraction for jerks.
Women have always had, and will always have, a big place in their hearts for charismatic jerkboys.
The romantic allure of charismatic jerkboys is stronger than the romantic allure of dependable niceguys, in nearly all circumstances.
There are environmental conditions that can repress or amplify women’s innate love for jerks.
In this post I make the case that we are living in a Golden Age for Charismatic Jerkboys.
Note: I did not say we are living in a Golden Age “of” charismatic jerkboys. Rather, the age is ripe for jerks, should they assert themselves, to exploit the presently configured sexual market to their hedonistic benefit.
It’s not a surprise that, among those nethers-deep in the American dating scene, there is a shared opinion that jerks do especially well with women. It’s neither a coincidence that this opinion has disseminated through the dank and vile with the same gusto that the overarching culture alternately chest thumps and whimpers its way toward a new norm of masculinized women and feminized men.
All one need do is peruse the SJW oeuvre on the usual striver media outlets for accumulating evidence of an epidemic of low T faggotry sweeping through Millennial manlets. Men, White men mostly, have become cringing, feminist boilerplate reciting, race cucked suck-ups to every group making a claim against their impudent White male privilege.
Opposing this gathering effeminacy are the women, who seem hellbent to secure the blessings of frat bro licentiousness to themselves and their twerking posteriors. No one seriously argues that megaphony feminists aren’t mostly a collection of ugly manjaws with masculine behavioral profiles. But there remained hope that screeching feminist stridency was a niche market, leaving the wider society unscathed.
That hope may be premature, if vagnettes like this one recounted by Jonathan Haidt, the popularizer of the five moral senses that distinguish shitlibs from normals, are indicative of scenes across the fruitless plains.
Mean girls and cowed boys. A sure recipe for sexlessness and false rape accusations, leavened with romantic entreaties for pre-kiss consent forms and Title IX Damegeld.
This is the manginarrific milieu the amused jerkboy find himself navigating. And if he is perceptive, he’ll know this means his time is now.
How so? Think about the CH maxim that the best way to understand women is first to accept the disconnect between their words and actions. When leaned-in careerist tankgrrls shriek against slut shaming, the patriarchy, and phalloaggressions, as sycophantic eunuchs scrape and bow before the clitdick juggernaut, these women are really projecting a mournful need for the ministrations of the very type of men they hold up as exemplars of chauvinist misogyny.
The weakness and effeminacy of the males around them is the very triggering (or one such triggering) that impels women to lash out at men in the aggregate; and, as is the wont of the supremely rationalizing sex, to lash out specifically at a fantasy simulacrum of the exciting, dangerous, sexually irresistible badboy who is regrettably missing from their alpha-parched lives.
The charismatic jerkboy will stand out as a sexual savior from among this melange of mewling manboobs. His product, so rare and valuable in a sexual market saturated with softies, will be sought after with a vengeance by economically self-sufficient and urban heat island-anonymized women intoxicated to apoonplexy from the merest whiff of unapologetic, sexually entitled alpha maleness.
We are currently living in an environment that is amplifying women’s desire for jerks. What was once a latent female lust, controllable with the proper societal and peer inputs, for the ZFG jerk has exploded into a delirious hunger that no social control, even if it was available and willing to be deployed, could possibly dampen now.
Women HATE HATE HATE weak men, with the same passionate revulsion that men HATE HATE HATE uglyfat women. Of course, few women have the cognitive awareness or discipline, or the sadistic stones, to come right out and say they hate male weakness, so they engage in a little of the ol’ ultratransference of their negative feelings onto socially approved targets of hate, i.e., sexy patriarchal jerkboys.
So every time there’s a public showing where beta manlets once again perform down to feminist lapdog expectations, the howl of women for the heads of wished-for patriarchs on spikes intensifies. And, every time an amused jerkboy steps into this chaos to plunder the down under, he walks away from the scene of his 50 shades of crime glowingly reviewed by those very same shrews. In fact, his pleasure vessels might send him a post-cortical thank you note for his efforts to restore their faith in mankind.
Lesson for aspiring jerkboys: Stop paying attention to what women say, and start giving them what they truly, deeply, want. Your journey begins on your feet, instead of at hers.
