Sunday 15 February 2015

What On This Hell Is Happening - Neo Feminism as Eugenics and the Sexodus



The Sexodus Part 1:
http://www.breitbart.com/london/2014/12/04/the-sexodus-part-1-the-men-giving-up-on-women-and-checking-out-of-society/

The Sexodus Part 2:
http://www.breitbart.com/london/2014/12/09/the-sexodus-part-2-dishonest-feminist-panics-leave-male-sexuality-in-crisis/

"we must arrest the decline in social attitudes towards them before so many victims are claimed that all hope of reconciliation between the sexes is lost."

They made their bed, they can sleep in it.

Sure there are awake women and much gratitude to them for siding with Truth like 'Based Mom' Christina Sommers, but its a paltry few.

And then there is the Religion of Money where 100% of the time the first question a man get asked at dating events is what job they do, which is a surreptitious method of finding out how much money they make.

Because OBVIOUSLY the amount of money a man makes has EVERYTHING to do with his value as a person, DON'T YOU KNOW?

Doesn't matter whether the person understands absolute right from wrong, care a great deal about what's happening in the world etc. Forget that. Money is more important.

Bad immoral characters marrying leading to garbage parenting and therefore garbage raising of kids to become the next generation of apathetic, selfish money-minded kids. Don't forget to throw in the divorce while they are still kids to screw them up even more. Pass the dope, muthaf***er.

Check out the latest podcasts from www.whatonearthishappening.com/podcast that talks about what is going on in this area. More on this topic in the coming weeks. See Podcast #182 onwards.

And as for this day known as Valentine-Bullshit-Day, EDiots of Encyclopedia Dramatica once again does a nice wet blanket on the shit-fake-ass day :

"Love is a chemical imbalance in the brain, causing you to do dumb things in order to continue the bloodline of a pointless species of ape lost in space on a dying and polluted rock. And life exists around the rim of my toilet bowl; you're nothing special."