The Pushback: Two German Women

I like the uploader’s description of the video:

As you can see, the scenery is clearly racist and problematic. You can see at least 9 Europeans there.

This hate must end. We must all work together to make Germany a hate-free, multicultural country free of Germans.

This is the inevitable logic of anti-White leftoid equalism, unless leftoids want to argue that they will work to protect native White German interests if their share of the total population falls below some predefined number like, say, 30%. But then we’re just arguing numbers, not morality, and once the leftoid goes there they have no tool left in their moral torture chamber to argue against a Germany that is 100% native German.

It all circles back to an inescapable truth:

This is what separate nations are for.

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The Pushback, continued: Heather Mac Donald recently unloaded a full clip of Narrative-busting Realtalk™ on the assembled at a frickin’ Senate hearing! The woman has balls.

Any member who was paying the least bit attention to her mass destruction knowledge droppage could not in good conscience leave that room and ever again mouth the lies of anti-White BlackLivesMatter propaganda. But I suppose that would presume US public servants have an ounce of personal integrity.

Let’s Have A Talk About Uptalk?

Occasionally, and getting less frequent all the time, I consult the radio/TV/print Hivemind media organs for the disinformation of the day. I don’t know why I do this, except as an exercise in having my cynicism affirmed. Without fail, I’m subjected to the exquisite pain of a fagged up torrent of leftoid lies, war on women crap, and race creationism… every topic infused with the easy assumption that White men are the root of all evil, and delivered with the butt-clenched sanctimony that only a shitlib in the middle of a set of Kegels can summon.

Lately though, listening in on the enemy has become intolerable. I’m talking about the uptalk. It’s outta control? I mean, everyone has to speak their sentences like a question now?

For instance, on a recent excursion to the freaky farm, in the span of fifteen minutes I had to endure hearing four women and two men uptalk NEARLY EVERY GODDAMN SENTENCE that poured out of their mouths. And once you pick up on the repetitive nature of this Millennial verbal tic, the sound quickly hits the ear like nails on chalkboard.

But it’s not just Millennials. One woman had the gravelly voice of late middle age, and she uptalked as badly as the younger women. The men sounded like recent college grads, and while they didn’t exhibit the degree of commitment to uptalking that the women did, (taking a break every so often to deliver a statement in the form of a statement), when they did uptalk it struck my nerves harder, so unused was I to hearing grown males speak like insecure preteen girls. Like, wow just wow?

I’m continually amazed at how faggy shitlib Americans are becoming, in speech, belief, and behavior. I wonder sometimes if they aren’t a new developing species; a branch on the evolutionary tree hanging low with a load of fruit.

In theory, a little bit of uptalk should sound feminine coming from a woman, but in practice it just comes across whiny and passive-aggressive, as if the speaker is so thin-skinned she has to phrase everything as a question so that she can coerce the listener’s head-nodding agreement. And, I suppose, if in a rare planetary alignment one of the un-vetted guests on these news shows were to actually challenge the uptalking shitlib on her faulty premise, she can mentally retreat to the ego-saving fake-out that she was only “questioning the received wisdom”.

Hypertardy

Remember that Downs Syndrome “model” from the Beta of the Month post?

Friendzoned by a tard. Does it get worse than that?

“We are just friends”

😆 She said it twice, for the nosebleeds.

As a reader put it, female hypergamy knows no bounds. Downygirl has a beta orbiter — a fellow tard — who looks like he was ready to hug her with the love of ten men. But, you know, she’s a “model”, and no ordinary provider Corky will do for her, even if he’s sporting a righteous clip-on tie.

I tell ya, a girl gets a taste of that sweet chromosomally correct manmeat, and she ain’t looking back!

Didya Ever Notice…

…that older Middle Eastern men all walk the same, with their hands clasped behind their backs, bent over a little at the waist, shuffling slowly, heads nodding theatrically to punctuate very important points in their conversations? They like to walk shoulder to shoulder in big groups, so they take up a lot of space on the sidewalk.

Trolling The Exploitative Women Of Friendzoned Betas

A reader came up with an excellent idea: use reverse psychology (the old-fashioned term for trolling) against the women who exploit beta male chumps for money and emotional support without giving the betas any sex in return.

The concept is simple. Whenever you come across an attention whore on social media bragging to anyone who will listen about the asexual lump she keeps around as a “great friend” to “help raise her child (which is not his)”, you slyly imply, or directly state if that’s your style, that she and her beta toy “look like a great couple together!! ❤️❤️”

Attention Whoring Beta Exploiting Sociopath: “This is my best friend, Chodester McChode! He buys me stuff!”

Despicable You: “Aw you guys are so cute together! It’s obvious you two are in love.”

Attention Whoring Beta Exploiting Sociopath: “Whaaat? No, we’re not together….”

Despicable You: “Stop trying to be so modest. We get it, you have a real catch, and you don’t want to make your girl friends jealous.”

Attention Whoring Beta Exploiting Sociopath: “No, really… don’t get the wrong idea….. OMG I can’t belive you think that??!”

Despicable You: “Look at you playing coy. Come on, we can all see what a great match he is for you. You’re not going to do better honey!”

Etc, etc, insert shiv, etc. You can dial up the sadism as much as you like, and have fun while doing it. Bonus: I believe this will make a dent in America’s Attention Whoring Beta Exploiting Sociopath population. Or at least a dent in their willingness to humiliate their pet betas online to throngs of cackling cunts.

Where Are The Male Friends To Save-A-Beta?

A thought occurred as the detritus of yet another beta male’s shipwrecked soul bobbed along the CH surf.

Where are the male friends of these abject betas to slap some sense into them?

A man needs male friends. He needs them a hell of a lot more than he needs female friends (and almost as much as he needs female lovers), because the potential to receive honest and learned guidance through the rough patches of life only exists with the former. A female friend can be great company, and even useful as a pivot to meet other women for much sex, but when crisis looms — romantic or otherwise — she won’t be the one to steer the hapless man away from terrible, avoidable mistakes of judgment.

Take JohnnyTampon. What a loser, right? But it didn’t have to be this way for him. Was there not one man, one male friend he could trust through the years, who would take him aside and verbally pimp slap the masochism out of him? Or were his male friends little sniveling manlets, Merchants of Mewl, all too eager to enable his self-sabotage? Was he simply friendless (despite his homemade video’s assertion to the contrary)?

The wages of SCALE. The wages of social and sexual atomization. The price we pay for radical individualism and postracial multicultural autonomy is big, sometimes small, but add it up and one day society is in hoc up to its eyeballs. JohnnyTampon’s dearth of Realtalking male buddies is one of those small prices that a fractured society pays, an insignificant detail to be sure in the grand scheme, but a personal ruination nearly as total as death. How many JohnnyTampons, broken men utterly denuded of dignity and manly valor, can America brush under the rug before the last connective fiber frays?

The Pushback

#ISaluteWhitePeople is the latest dialectic front in the resistance against the Anti-White War of the Equalist Leftoids. Resistance fronts are opening up everywhere.

We are starting to see pushback from Whites against the reigning Equalist Narrative, and this pushback is increasing with frequency, fervor, and confident execution — just as this ‘umble outpost of love predicted years ago would happen once the malignant reality of Diversity™ made the battle lines starker and the craven expediency of ignoring the animosity unsustainable.

It all started with a simple directive culled from the Chateau Heartiste Commandments of Poon:

Stop apologizing for who you are and what you value.

Once you’ve rid yourself of the beta reflex to obsequiousness, the rest just… falls into place.

Trump, 2016