mobile.twitter.com/realDonaldTr … 0311880706
“vs this fuckin shitheel all day on Twitter”
lol!
see this is what a physically and intellectually average man who’s become so filthy rich by pulling the right strings, gets into his head after becomming intoxicated by his ‘power’, that he’s capable of great vision, and starts believing he’s some kind of ubermensch. not to say his idea was a bad one… only that he’s probably not a good candidate for such an experiment.
i love what the media is doing with the news, and yet when i put the pieces together, i get the impression that what he did wasn’t half as bad as it’s made out to be. ‘sex trafficking’, they say. what does that mean? putting blindfolded teenage girls in crates at gun point and shipping them to other filthy rich bourgeois scum-bags around the world? lol… wouldn’t the news love that. 'fraid what happened was probably something not so cinematic and exciting. first, ask yourself how these teenage girls ended up in his company… say his island, for instance. were they there by their own will? probably. so what are fourteen year old girls doing taking jets across oceans to visit some billionaire’s island? were they run-aways, or prostitutes? did they get mom and dad’s permission? and do you suppose he paid them for the sex? i’d imagine so. probably a pretty solid check, too.
okay, so what do we got. we got young teenage girls who for whatever reason have gone rogue and are galavanting around tropical islands in mini skirts trying to get the attention of filthy rich scum-bags who for a blow-job will pay them thousands of dollars. and omg… he might even want to have sex with them.
now i might be wrong about all this. i’m only assuming because i can’t find any detailed information about the contexts of the ‘sex trafficking’… but something tells me these girls were exactly where they wanted to be, doing exactly what they wanted to do. of course later, when he gets busted, the girls change their story to ‘omg it was so horrible…sniff sniff… what he did to me… sniff…’, because if mom and dad find out they were there by their own accord, they’ll be grounded for four months and won’t get that new car dad was talking about.
what i’ve read says the youngest girls he’s messed with were fourteen… but of course he’s a PEDOPHILE. why? well for two reasons. one, most guys are jealous of him for having the opportunity to get it on with a fourteen year old hottie. they gotta stay home and secretly whack off to lolita porn while this filthy rich scum-bag has the girls over for a party. and two, it’s easier to generalize the sexual interest in girls under the legal age under one paraphilia, rather than acknowledging the clinical differences between pedophilia and ephebofilia. fuck em… they’re all pedophiles. sick bastards that are sexually attracted to youth and virility, something of an instinct that has been endemic to the species’ survival for 80,000 years. how dare them.
speaking of which. there was a study - can’t remember where it was, and i can’t find it either - in which adult men were shown images of young girls in a sexual context… something, something… and without exception, every one of them showed signs of sexual arousal… some more than others (these are the evil pedophiles)… and some less than others (these are the guys who whack off to lolita porn in their basements while the wife is grocery shopping).
bunch of fucking pedophiles, all of you. you people need to check yourself and your instincts, recognize that you are evil, and stop staring at that girl’s ass at the mall.
anyway, glad that douche-bag hung himself. anybody who purposely hangs out with donald chump should hang themselves.
… and they’re saying the ‘victims’ are all bent out of shape because he hung himself and therefore won’t be spending his life in a prison.
oh darn.
check this out. if he had sex with one of these ‘victims’ 500 times, their ‘suffering’ still doesn’t amount to a fraction of suffering a person endures in prison. there’s no fucking way a 45 year prison sentence is proportionate to the ‘crimes’ he committed. if these poor girls/women spent one week in prison, they’d be begging somebody to fuck them 500 times instead… and anyway you wanted it. upside down, sideways, hanging from a swing, anything you got.
you wanna stop under-age girls from being involved in illegal sexual intrigues, tell the fuckin’ parents to do their shit right and make some fundamental changes to society.
when will these politicians stop playing the ‘this country is divided’ card everytime they open their mouths? as if this social-ill can be remedied through philosophical dialogue. every kind of divisiveness - racial and cultural particularly - is a subset of and reducible to, economic class conflict between workers and owners, and cultural class conflict between commodified group identities. you name any social conflict type and i can damn near trace it back to some kind of machination of right-wing ideology. conservatism, patriarchy, capitalism… outdated ruling class philosophies of the old world cavemen. and yet they stand there scratching their heads trying to figure out why everybody hates each other. now as an anarcho-nihilist i don’t mind conservative ideology. its just one more dubious philosophical super-narrative like all the others. what irks me is what a bunch of dummies they are. i mean this shit isn’t rocket science.
in other news, are you people aware of the tremendous psychological effects subliminally played on you by ordinary commercial advertisements? this is another one of the ugly monsters of capitalism. in having to compete to earn consumer interests, products and services have to be solicited in a way that doesn’t just notify the public of their availability, but also persuades the public to want them. it is this art of persuasion and the techniques involved that are contributing to a gradual and concealed increase in suspicion… and this attitude of suspicion is carried over into general social discourse. for instance, some company pays actors to pretend to be satisfied customers of a product, who then, with big fake smile of their faces, read from a script and report on the wonderful quality of the product. now you don’t know that you notice this, but you do; you know how fake it all is… and your brain starts to gradually perceive other kinds of human interaction as a medium for this form of manipulative deception. it works like this. we (or i should say you) subconsciously model your behavior off of mirrored performances you observe in social interaction. now check this out. the difference between real-person interaction and being the passive observer of a constructed performance (such as a movie or commercial) is that in the former, your engagement doesn’t allow you to be as susceptible to the behavioral cues through which you subconsciously learn how to act. when you’re hanging out with your friends, you’re just the usual unobservant asshole that you normally are… but when you watch a commercial or a music video, all of your resources are engaged in observing and taking mental note of the contrived behaviors you are witnessing. and after fifty years of watching TV with this subliminal poison being injected into your brain, you start to become one of these actors yourself.
the shallowness of the post-modern consumer, who is nothing but a walking billboard of advertisements, owes its complete lack of character and substance to capitalism/commercialism.
to sell you have to persuade. to persuade it is cost effective to lie, deceive, exaggerate, manipulate, contort and intimidate. and we (or i should say you) wonder why you all hate each other. well because you’ve been subliminally manufactured to be suspicious of everyone. you sense this in the nature of social discourse precisely because you are bombarded with these subversive techniques every day in the media.
why are you such a nervous basket case? two words: adam smith.
P75, have you recently heard from Phon/Phoneutria? she left the boards one Halloween night… a drama of which I missed, and no-one was keen to fill me in.
negative, ghost rider.
I miss that chick… why’d she have to bounce like that.
found a young anole on a stroll on a knoll.
Guess what he told me. ‘you can save fifteen percent or more on your car insurance by switching to Geico.’
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDnF37f-bZU[/youtube]
… and did you know that rasco p. coltrane voted republican? sure did.
holy cow that was beautifully done. and why did it work so well? several reasons… obviously he didn’t sense it coming as well as his legs/feet weren’t spread so he was easily taken off balance. but what really did it was how the defender pulled the attacker forward with his left hand while grabbing his upper arm with his right hand. without doing both at the same time, that never woulda worked. it’s not enough to grab his arm and try to force him down. what did it was in pulling him forward - something you’d not instinctively do (you want to push an attacker away, not bring him to you)- in order to break his inertia and balance where he was standing. once he’s taken off balance, his body has to follow his arm… which is being pulled forward… and down he goes.
fantastically done!
lol that shit happen so fast… look at the people on the train. that one lady with the glasses. hahaha.
You know how you can tell veector and I are bonafide intellectuals of the literati?
I said ‘examinating’ and veector said ‘basically’ like seven times in less than 37 seconds…
Oh sweet! So not only have my constitutional privacy rights been violated, but I’m also being poisoned by radiation?
A naturally aristocratic soul who does not belong to democracy, but nonetheless supports its necessity for the ordinary masses… versus the naturally democratic soul who belongs to the ordinary, but likes to think of himself as an aristocrat and consequently opposes democracy.
Sometimes the evidence for this subtle irony of character is missed. Rarely will you find a genuine aristocrat who does not also defend the principles of democracy, just as you’ll rarely find a elitist espousing an aristocratic philosophy who doesn’t belong to the ordinary masses.
Dusted off the old Dean this evenin’ and did a couple diddles but my fangers got stuck…