* If there’s one damn thing we’ve learned over and over again in the last ten years, it’s that apologising for saying something that offends non-whites, feminists, homosexuals, etc. will get you nowhere. Proclaim your beliefs with pride. They’ll hate you for it – but if you apologise, they’ll despise you too.
* Yes, never explain; reframe.
Why are you afraid of women’s bodies? Stop being a heterophobe.
Why are you afraid of men? Stop being so heterophobic.
Why are you so racist against Whites? Stop the hate.
And again, as ever, why do you choose to live here in Portland OR, the Whitest city on God’s green Earth? I mean, they’re literally giving Detroit away, and yet you choose to live here?! Why?
* Why are you afraid of having ch!ldren? Why do you hate Whyte ch!ldren so much? Why do you want the Whyte race to go extinct? Do you want the bald eagle to go extinct? Do you want the Beluga whale to go extinct? Do you want the Whyte Siberian Tiger to go extinct?
* Ever see an SJW freak out over mental illness topics? They shriek like banshees about the patriarchy pathologizing female behavior. The louder they scream the more you know it hurts. Evoke the subtle theme of a Victorian husband throwing his wife into a grim stone asylum.
Women are terrified of gaslighting because deep down they know they don’t have as good a grip on objective reality as a man.
* That’s because all SJW’s are bat shit crazy. Half of them can’t get out of bed in the morning without an assortment of psychtropic drugs to treat their various mental disorders.
* The last crazy [but cute & uber-horny] SJW chick I was gaming [worked in the lab of a Nobel prize winner] was on about a bazillion psychotropics. I broke her soul in just a few dayz, but I couldn’t stomach the thought of my bun coming to rest in a pharmaceutical oven like that.
* To his credit, the Eskimo Michael “Savage” Weiner has been screaming bloody murder about this since forever – that these Leftists are narked up out of their minds on every manner of psychotropics [both legal & illegal]. Think long and hard about getting involved with [much less knocking up] a friggin drug addict.
