Archive for the ‘Youth--Slave Class’ Category

I forgot about Remembrance Day

Monday, November 11th, 2013

I saw an old geezer on the subway: he was wearing one of those red plastic flowers. He looked too straight to be queer, and he had no fashion sense. And he had dandruff. I thought, for a moment, that this was some new sexual orientation: maybe a lesbian done up as an old man; who knows? My gut reaction was to avoid eye contact; you never know when some victim class primate is out cruising for a Human Rights payday. Then realization hit me, like the fist of a Nigoon after my cell phone: this was an old white man, a veteran; and it was Remembrance Day.

Nobody else on the subway car was wearing those red plastic flowers.
The Vanguard media is in the start up phase of a campaign to regift the event into something more Trotsky. You know how that goes. The Law of Unintended Consequences marches on: you can expect Lithium in your drinking water, pedophiles working with children in public schools, a necrophilia pride march, and polygamy; and you can pay for it too. At least that part is not unexpected.

Yeah, who cares. You care, but know enough to know that you can only care in an approved leftist way. You don’t want to get bullied like Crack Mayor Ford. Like the majority of subway patrons here in the City of Light, go forget Remembrance Day. Who cares about a bunch of white men killing each other over stupid stuff. Did Hitler have a wide screen television? You know, the stuff needed for survival? Not. Let us be caring and not care, like the rest of the red herd. The siege of Przemysl has no lessons for nobody; not even grammar. Let us be dumbed down and dumber, celebrate slave culture, obsess about our neurosis, and ignore the scythed wheels of fortune that come for those that forget.

Victory Coffee

Friday, August 13th, 2010

Here is proof that the Tea Party are racists. This accurate documentary shows the First Marine Division in World War Two, speaking swastika.

Thank You, Insanity Wolf

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Insanity Wolf  is one of those sites that rightly deserves the NSFW title. Sure, The Mayor loves it, hangs out there daily, and donated $300 to it through PayPal; but it’s not a recommend I give to someone who is looking for a good dose of wholesome family fun. Mitchieville is the place for wholesome family fun. If Insanity Wolf and Mitchieville were drugs, Insanity Wolf would be brown acid and Mitchieville would be an Advil Gel Cap™.

That was a pretty wicked metaphor simile analogy.

Victory Coffee

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Watch this video if you want to learn some of the skills of the Hungry Sales Wolf. Elsa, the astrologer that everyone that does not trust Sargon, the in-house Mitchieville astrolger, trusts, shows an unnerving mastery of Telemarketing word tactics.

Yes, just shut up. Let the weaklings trip over themselves in their haste to grovel at your feet!

Women can do this too, as Elsa illustrates, in spades, or, more accurately, swords, suit of swords.

It is Sunday, happy worker. And what pagan, pre-Christian Sun god are your neighbors worshiping?

Victory Coffee 10/03/05

Friday, March 5th, 2010

This is a rather dry lecture about some facts you will need to know when you are out shopping for a new, non-Christian religion. And what better than one that derives from your own world village, from a man with known anti-establishment tendencies? You can just tell you get easy fetish sex when you hang out with these people. So, study this training video while you drink your victory coffee.

Youth the new slave class, part 2

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

Yesterday I looked at the prospect of mandatory volunteer work, and how that made a lower class out of the citizenry doing uncompensated work for the sake of the government. Now we’ll look at the increasing financial burden of students being corralled into colleges and universities, whether they need it or not.


Youth the new slave class, part 1

Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

Far be it from me to engage in hyperbole, but what else can you call it? There’s an increasing pressure put on our young people to excel, excel, excel, and are constantly told to expect less.