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SHORT VERSE IN TRIBUTE TO ST BAGELCEL  There is that moment,when you realize,whatever you do or say won't change your situation;  you will be seen always as "that" by the souless crowd,that are too  retarded or too busy to appreciate you and it's then when you feel the relief of not having to  struggle or putting some cringy facade.

  Not so many days ago I was watching TV and it was all crap (oh surprise!) so tired of all the trash talk shows,progressive bullshit and all that,I decided to stop at a channel that always have somewhat decent movies,and that day they were running this movie,starring Mel gison,so I said "well why not" To begin with,to add some background: the movie is about a bussines man (Mel Gibson) that has a daughter and it's kind of clumsy about female nature,and mechanics,and one day after dressing as a woman (yes the movie features more than one trannymaxxing scene) he got electroshocked and since then he can read women minds After a few minutes of the movie you can grasp that the idea of this whole audiovisual production is "men dumb,women smart" and some tabus such as dressing as a woman being a man,its a sign of a secure masculinity.First of all I think,it's stupid to make a movie in which they pretend to mystify the women like if they were superiors entities,or h...

 …   “…FUCK YOU you little kike cunt!!! “   The Incel typed furiously. His sweaty sausage fingers smeared a fresh layer of cheeto dust over the crusty keys.   “I gonna rape the shit out of your little prime nigger hole till it runs red with cunt blood before I impregnate your tight 13 year old asshole!!!”   On the other end, Shaniqua Feinstein was not impressed:   “This is why you are incel.” She replied sovereignly.   Upon reading this clever reply, the Incel had an absolute meltdown:     “FUCK YOU! FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING…” he screamed, both his hands grabbing and shaking the flat screen. No longer caring to type anything, the Incel just yelled obscenities while trashing his room.      When is rage was spent and his wrist were straining, he sank to the floor, crying.   Silent and carefully, his mother opened the door to his room, just enough to speak to him.   “…a-are you ok son? I-I ma...

“Honey, I’m home!” Julian called out after he had entered his apartment. The smell of his favorite food being prepared hung in the air. He closed his eyes, inhaling the scent through his nose and waited for a response. After a few seconds of silence he started to wonder and opened his eyes again.   It was eerily dark. “Lights on full.” he said to no one and watched as the illumination panels in the ceiling turned to full brightness, revealing the few possessions of his minimalistic lifestyle.               “Nanko, are you there?” he called out again, now slightly worried. He made to search for her but after a few steps, he felt two small arms wrap around him from behind. After a short moment of fright and confusion he realized the situation: She had hid behind the door and now had sneaked up on him… like the monster from the horror movie they had watched recently.          “Course I´m here J...

It has long been known that poorer societies are way more fertile than affluent ones. In the year 2017 the average German women had 1.6 children while her Somali counterpart had 6.1. The reasons for this are many: Females in poorer areas have less access to contraceptives and education (creating the need to early marry a successful man). The absence of social security and high child mortality are also a reason to father a high number of children. Add to that strict social and religious norms and women are basically constricted to the role of birthing machines. However, the slow process of modernization did away with such restrictions. More and more countries became wealthy, enlightened and liberal. The female populace of such developed nations sized the opportunity to indulge in education, career and hedonism. After all, this is what men did, and men and women are absolutely equal in ability and desire… Consequently, the fertility of such places dropped steadily. After all, family and ...

Two weeks now. Two weeks ago Becky met the man who finally would have ended her loneliness. And now he has blocked her. For the last few days, his initially vivid responses turned to fewer and fewer one-word replies. And now the contact was official cut. She had long since lost count on how many times she was blocked, ghosted or flaked by guys she initially had good chemistry with.   She reflected on what could have gone wrong this time:   They met each other at a game of Warhammer 40K. Becky adopted this particular Hobby because she heard that it was rather popular among geeky guys. Being rather geeky herself it made sense to her that here she could meet a guy to “click” with. She did not particularly like it but there were some enjoyable aspects of it, like the painting-part.     To her, he was not really attractive at first; short, chubby, receding hairline and all, but here and there she could find things to like about him, the colour of his eyes for ...