The Left is the outpost of SMV oddballs who want vengeance on the beautiful people and their beautiful nations. The gnarled, ugly anti-White leftoid ideology is a siren song to the degenerate freak mafia, to the has-beens and never-was’s, to the nerdos and tomboys and manlets and manginas and uptalkers and poindexters and fatties and emotionally deformed and mentally ill and spiritually spent and bodily bent and every bitter loser with a hard-on for powerlessness who seethed far too long with envy for his or her betters instead of doing what it took to improve themselves in accordance with the immutable laws of aesthetic and humanistic truth as set forth in evolutionary scripture by the God of Biomechanics.
The Equalist Left is a repository of rejects, and the Reality Lame Winners of the West are the circus sideshow soldierettes of the devolution into Lies and Ugliness, where they believe, at last, they will feel welcome, loved, and accepted in the bosom of their Ugly Lying creation. But they will only feel miserable, and misery will be their company, forever.
