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CRUSH THE CATLADIES

See this smirking, chortling sociopath Ballcutter-Fraud…

…I want her humiliated in the eyes of the public, of her peers, and of her family, for what she has done to Brett Kavanaugh and his family.

I want Blasey-Ford destroyed and her cat turd worldview crushed until no one will follow her anywhere and her name becomes synonymous with lunatic man-hating pussyhat shrews.

There is Evil, and there is Good, and you can easily see both in that comparison graphic above.

Springboarding off this post by AE, I remembered a funny little thing I saw recently at a traffic light. Two pickups were idling in adjacent lanes. The drivers were White men. The driver on the right had his arm dangling out of the window, lightly slapping against the door. He looked over at the other driver and made a very unmistakeable OK sign and smiled. The other guy laughed and nodded, which I was able to see through the windshield glare.

It may have been nothing. Just two dudes who may or may not know each other passing an innocent greeting between them.

Or…

#DaChosenKnow!

Princess Privilege

This is an unsettling but all-too-real personal anecdote from Anonymous about how utterly self-entitled and, quite frankly, UNHINGED American women have become.

Oh, this is real. Your average modern woman is effectively a prostitute who dashes with your cash before delivering the gash.

A number of years ago, a good friend’s wife quit her six figure lawyercunt job to go learn Graphic Design. My friend, bless his heart, supported this both emotionally and financially as they dropped to just his income and she racked up $40k in tuition expenses over 2 years.

She graduates and now needs a job. Problem is, she’s terrible at design so no one will hire you.

At the time, I was building a startup and needed some branding. My friend asks if I could let her bid on the project, so as a favor, I throw her a bone. “I need a concept for branding and logo, get me some ideas and a proposal in the next month and if I like it, I’ll hire you.”

She’s on it, or so she says.

Three weeks in I inquire as to how it’s going as I haven’t heard a peep. “Working hard, it’s looking great!” She replies. I tell her I am looking forward to seeing the concepts and proposal next week and can we pin down a date to meet. I get no reply to this last one but whatever, it’s not a priority an this is favor after all.

The next week passes and then another and I make an inquiry. “Almost done! You’re gonna love it!” She says.

Three more weeks pass and my inquiries about the project go unanswered…

At this point, I need this done so I end up contacting a designer I’d worked with before and a week later we’ve got a contract for him to do the job.

Startup launches and I get a call from my friend’s wife, “What the fuck?!?!? You told me that was my job??”

I said that I was sorry I didn’t let her know earlier that I’d picked someone else but things are busy and she missed the deadline by a country mile and wasn’t responding so I had to pick someone else who could execute on time.

“But I worked so hard on this! It’s all ready to show you! I’ve put in 80 hours on this project, so you owe me!” She replied.

However, since she’s my friend’s wife, how about I take she and her husband out for dinner to say thanks for trying.

“No way! I did this whole project as you asked. We had an agreement and I’m not letting you back out on it.”

I remind her that our “agreement” was that she would produce a proposal and concept for my approval and that if she chose to do a bunch of work I hadn’t approved nor agreed to, that this was going to be a very unfortunate lesson for her as without a contract or approval she was not even due a kill fee.

As I am on the phone with her, I receive an email from her with the “work.” Attached are a single page of childish sketches in black and white with what appears to be a branding proposal template on work to be done along with an invoice for 80 hours at $350 per.

I laugh.

“I’m serious! You HAVE to pay me!” She’s now apoplectic.

Actually, I tell her, I don’t. We don’t even have a verbal agreement for any of this. You missed the deadline for submission and you’ve done a bunch of work without getting client approval or any sort of contract so I don’t owe you anything. What you have sent me is not a finished product, it’s barely a proposal.

“Then I’ll sue!”

I mention that she certainly can but she would lose, badly and end up owing me legal fees. I tell her that I am not interested in continuing the conversation and say goodbye.

A few weeks later I get a text from my friend who is married to the shrew. Evidently we can’t be friends anymore. I tell him that I understand and wish him well with all that.

What post-modern feminism has wrought is not equality, but the demand to enshrine princess privilege in law.

Fortunate, friend saw the light and bailed on that marriage, I’m proud of that lad even if it took him long enough.

Women are miserable because their in-group think tells them to strive for the opposite of what their limbic system wants, which is a firm hand and a man who is not afraid to walk away from the table. Anyone who tells you different is trying to sell you something.

Be strong.

There is no “White Privilege”; there is, however, Princess Privilege, alive and fully operative, dragging Western Civ into the abyss with it.

Later…

Zoomable links here and here.

It’s funny cuz it’s tragic.

The NPC meme is the best meme since Pepe. This thing has legs.

SJWs and generic unaffiliated shitlibs have two thermal exhaust ports: they are most vulnerable to mockery which targets their fears of being conformist suckups and of being unoriginal, predictable bores.

The NPC meme — a humanoid graphic which substitutes a blank ASCII face for expressiveness, to which is attached standard neolib boilerplate — is the sort of soulkilling reminder that the SJW hordes don’t think for themselves and lean on digestible anti-White pabulum to help them feel unique. It’s a clever repurposing of the autism slur to apply to social media consumed leftoids who mouth late night talk show shibboleths thinking it makes them renegades.

Once again, the fine volk at /pol/ earn the coveted Chateau Shiv of the Week for their NPC meme addition to the memescape.

PS How will you know the NPC meme has pierced shitlib vitals? By their wails of protest, of course:

ps NPC is a role-playing video game acronym meaning Non-Player Character. NPCs were stock characters inserted into games to help progress the storyline. They said the same lines every time you met them, which is where the humor of the meme originates.

This is already old news, but worth posting about because it’s a showcase of the female id completely unleashed. Read on, and feel your horror and revulsion grow (and your boner run for hiding).

“For once, let me take the stage”  Just a hunch, but I’ll bet she’s taken the stage many times in her life.

Great, another single mom to add to the flowering dystopia that is America. When I read this excerpt, I’m reminded of that newspaper delivery boy in one of those ’80s John Cusack cult classic movies, who rides his bike furiously after Cusack’s character trying to collect his “$2” payment. MY TWO DOLLARS, I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS.

HOW CAN WE HAVE OUR WEDDING WITHOUT PROPER FUNDING?! PROPER FUNDING!!!

“CASH UP FRONT, CUNTS” ==> marriage material.

FYI, translating from Unholy Bitch-ese, “I’ve heard of people asking for worse” means “I have a lot of allies in email. I swear.”

The romance is dead in this soulless termagant. Men are the romantic sex, women are the avaricious sex. A man thinks a Vegas wedding, while cheesy, is also romantic. What better tribute to the love for each other than a vow made under financial constraints? Some women would agree, others would grin and bear it, and a few distilled cunts like this broad would break up an engagement over the merest suggestion.

“She KNOWS my fucking DREAM was a blowout wedding”

Lady, everyone has dreams, that doesn’t mean everyone deserves $60K to fulfill their dreams. If you want to realize your DREAM, then put in the work and don’t expect others to hoist you on a cloud of your own petulant megalomaniacal egotism.

“I just wanted to be a kardashian for a day…”

lol like it would only be a day. This bitch would be whoring it up with mace dindus until kid #2 was delivered to the sound of nurses dropping their trays in shock.

Do you hear the resignation in her voice? That’s what’s happening to shitlibs all over America in the age of Trump. It’s music to the ears.

Moral of the tale: American women have become insufferable. We need a Patriarchal Reset.

Brazil’s Trump

It’s time to add another international shitlord to the select few who could qualify as ZFG Trumpian figures: Brazil’s Jair Bolsonaro. In this video, he confronts a Brazilian femcunt reporter after she falsely accuses him of being a rapist:

Verdict: THOT PATROLLED

“I’d never rape you because you don’t deserve it.”

That isn’t a neg, it’s a hamster nuke. I see nothing but tufts of fur bouncing around like tumbleweed. Bolsonaro just told this bitch that his cock is so good and she’s so ugly that she hasn’t earned a raping.

There’s more good stuff. He calls her a slut, tells her to “go play the victim now”, threatens a retaliatory slap if she slapped him, and pushes her on the shoulder when she gets in his face. All she can do in reply is sputter “What is this?!”. Which is what all nasty cunts would do if they were called out on their man-hating shit.

Bolsonaro is a hero for defending himself against the FRA Pussyhat cuntsortium. He’s more Trump than Trump. And last I checked, he was leading in the polls.

More Bolsonaro quotes:

Pinochet should have killed more people.

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It’s my advice and I do it: I evade all the taxes I can.

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I never hit my ex-wife. But many times I wanted to shoot her.

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I will not fight against it nor discriminate, but if I see two men kissing on the street, I’ll beat them up.

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If one’s son begins acting kind of gay, then when he is spanked he’ll change his behavior.

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Preta, I’m not going to discuss promiscuity with anyone. I don’t run that risk because my children are well educated and they don’t live in the promiscuous environment such as is, unfortunately, yours. [ed: LOL]

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PSOL is party of dicks and faggots. I will respond to the senator with toilet paper.

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I would be incapable of loving a gay son. I wouldn’t be a hypocrite. I prefer that he die in an accident than show up with a mustachioed man.

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The day of losers. [About the United Nation’s International Human Rights Day]

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The scum of the world is arriving in Brazil, as if we didn’t have enough problems to resolve.

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If I were a cadet in the Agulhas Negras Military Academy and saw you on the street I would whistle at you.

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This idea of oh poor little black person, oh poor little poor person, oh poor little woman, oh poor little indigenous person, everybody’s a poor little something!

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Since we are a Christian country, God above all. This history of a secular state doesn’t exist, no. The state is Christian and the minority that is against it can leave. Let’s make a country for majority! The minority must bow to the majority. Law must exist to defend the majority! The minority suits itself [to the law] or just disappears. [ed: that’s what separate nations are for]

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I was at a quilombo. The slightest afrodescendant weighed 7 arrobas [230 pounds]. They don’t do anything. I don’t think they even serve for procreation anymore. [ed: a quilombo is a black settlement in the Brazilian hinterlands]

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Has anyone ever seen any Japanese begging? It’s a race that has shame in its face.

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I have five children. There were four men, the fifth I got weak and a woman came out. [ed: LOL]

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I used that housing allowance money to fuck people. Are you satisfied? Because that’s the answer you deserve.

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What debt [of slavery]? I never enslaved anyone in my life. Look, if you really look at history, the Portuguese didn’t even step foot in Africa. The blacks themselves turned over the slaves.

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With distance education, you help to combat Marxism. [ed: is this the brazilian term for home schooling?]

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Jesus Christ was not totally passive. He drove the money changers from the temple. If he had a firearm, he’d have used it.

Congratulations, Jair Bolsonaro, you (along with Orban, Salvini, and Trump) have won a VIP guest pass to stay at Le Chateau Heartiste for as long as you’d like. OUR NUMBERS GROW

Jay in DC adds,

This man, Trump, Italian Prime Minister, Austrian PM, and Viktor Orban should sign a new agreement of some sort, The Great Reset. Call it whatever you want but it would allow for immediate consequences such as this for shit-lib cunts who think they are ‘safe’ when a news camera is there.

She just… like… COULDN’T EVEN… like, WOW, just wow. He almost bitch slapped her and would have been well within his rights. She will go home tonight and furiously flick her bean until its raw and bloody thinking about how he treated her like she secretly wishes to be treated.

Repeal the 19th worldwide indeed. White Sharia now. (Or whatever you want to call it, you get the idea)

PS Is this a perfect manifestation of the Trump Curse?

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