Chaim Amalek says: “This is a brilliant idea. Gaza could become the Gayza Strip, and the West Bank could be turned into the world’s largest gay nightclub. Then Hollywood and our culture elites would have to support it. I’d say this could become the Mecca for all the world’s gays, but that is a touchy word to use in that part of the world.”
Is there a straight guy who enjoys watching the Oscars? I can’t imagine it unless he has some other agenda going on. I only went to Oscar parties to pick up women.
Chaim Amalek: “In Uganda, watching the Oscars can be a capital offense. But as I value the diversity that Uganda (and Nigeria and Iran) provide the world, who am I to say that this is a bad thing?”
* Does Iran have the right to practice Islam? Iran practices Islam. That is their culture. If you don’t want this type of behavior in the West, you will have to deport Muslims and make practicing Islam a crime.
* I heard a rabbi say that when somebody in Argentina (with a high rate of European ancestry) holds up a store, they rarely shoot anyone, while in Brazil, this unnecessary shooting happens all the time.
* For the low-IQ people I work with, I have to include instructions on how to remove the plastic strip on self-sealing envelopes and let them know there is no need to lick it.
* IQ is a slippery slope, like a greased up Chinawoman, to discussing inherent differences between peoples, very awkward, best not to know. Who wants to be whipped in public? Talking about IQ is like denying the Trinity or consubstantiation in 17th century Boston.
* Chaim Amalek: “Sorry, but I fail to see how this recent I.Q. obsession of yours (supplanting previous obsessions with Alexander Technique, yoga, Judaism, photonudeonography, etc.) is going to get you closer to your heart’s desire. Chicks dig manly men, and manly men don’t talk about their I.Q. scores.”
* When the non-white population of a community hits 10-20%, whites leave (with few exceptions), says the US government in this 1997 report.
* Inspired by a friend, I’ve added one word to my daily conversations: “Stop!” Women (it is almost never men who do this in my experience) just go and on, dumping their junk all over you without any respect for whether or not you are the right person for receiving this, or whether this is the right time, so I’ve become hard, and I just keep saying through the day, “Stop!”
