Valuable Lies

Nothing I say can make people understand that their malicious lies aren't valuable. 

It Is Not Easy To Become Sane

Thai society was rocked last week by a particularly grisly crime. A 13yo girl sleeping on an overnight train to Bangkok was attacked in her bunk, violently raped, strangled and thrown out of the window like litter. An autopsy determined she died from skull fracture. A 22yo rail employee confessed after he was caught selling the victim's iPhone.

The murderer (in a bulletproof vest) reenacts his crime for the investigating team.

Thai social media has been inundated with rage. You expect a degree of irrationality but I've yet to see anything like this. They're not even making sense. The death penalty already exists for murder but people don't want him facing the firing squad for murder, they want the murderer executed for rape.  

Whore Pageants.

It'll happen for as long as she remains a leech because she is not the victim. She is the problem. 

Protection Racketeering.

A 12-year-old child is more protected from educational information about sex than they are protected from sex (molestation).

A 12-year-old child is more protected from learning about sex than they are protected from death. I'm 32 with the power of Google at my disposal and I cannot find an accurate answer to this question (impossibly relevant to a pubescent girl who's been conditioned her entire life to know that women don't like sex, men are obsessed, women who do like sex are perverse, etc):

"How does a Real Woman feel desire?" 

I know the answer. Girls being slut-shamed by women don't. The vast majority of men are kept in the dark as well.

Women hate sex.

I started asking girls who I knew were fairly comfortable with their sexuality what they'd tell a 13-year-old girl who asked them for truth. I've asked over a hundred girls now and it's horrifying; women are maliciously and aggressively purging their competition.

The girls I've asked have no problem with telling me or telling the world indirectly (sex and boys is all they talk about), but they won't tell a girl that she's not abnormal or perverted. They won't put her mind at peace. Invariably, the answer they give is that the girl is "too young".

Too young for information. Too young to feel. Too young for peace.
Too young for truth. 

Women lie to children for their Protection. They lie to men for the same reason.  

Moral Relativity.

Apparently we're not ready for truth!

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Jesus didn't come to make peace. Don't take my word for it.

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Gandhi advocated the 'good' of what is pure evil; separation of humans into hereditary castes (slavery).

SELECTED WRITINGS OF MAHATMA GANDHI > Brahmacharya; The virtue of Chastity - Caste, and Hindu Muslim Unity - Monoculture in Education - The Untouchables - Hinduism

"I am one of those who do not consider caste to be a harmful institution. In its origin, caste was a wholesome custom and promoted national well-being."

Baba Saheb Ambedkar belonged to dalit community (considered as untouchable). When neither Congress nor Gandhi would do anything significant to rectify untouchability, he intensified his attacks on Gandhi and his Congress government. “This Gandhi age is the dark age of India” , he opined. The caste system is horrifically regressive and primitive horror that is the antithesis of social development.

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Lincoln fought the bloodiest Civil War in history against states that had every right to leave the Union. Lincoln's argument boiled down to "What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder." (Matthew 19:16 KJV)

Lincoln was not motivated to free slaves. The Emancipation Proclamation came in the third year of the war, when public support in the North for the horror and bloodshed was waning. Lincoln declared slaves emancipated only as a strategic ploy to prolong Civil War and the Emancipation Proclamation took pains not to free any slaves already under Union control; only slaves in rebel states not under the warlord Lincoln's control were declared 'freed' by Lincoln. It's rather puerile to free slaves that aren't in your control and refuse to free the slaves that are.

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JFK very nearly destroyed the world.

JFK’s Lunatic Priorities During the Cuban Missile Crisis

Reading the transcripts of Kennedy’s meetings with his advisers is an object lesson in the pernicious effects of secrecy on government policy. Reviewing them in their entirety, the ineffaceable impression left is of a President  whose recklessness very nearly precipitated a nuclear holocaust. 

In April 1961, Kennedy had sponsored an invasion by an assortment of CIA-trained exiles, in an episode which went down in history as the Bay of Pigs. Following the abject failure of this clandestine operation, a humiliated Kennedy authorised a CIA campaign of sabotage and assassinations to ‘visit the terrors of the earth’ on the Castro regime. On the very same day that missile bases were discovered, McNamara met with the Joint Chiefs of Staff to discuss measures for removing Castro, including a possible invasion – though this was to be delayed till after the mid-term elections. Castro’s only hope of securing the fragile gains of the revolution was thus to align himself with the only power which acted as a significant counterweight to the US. Nuclear weapons in Cuba were a way of guaranteeing the revolution against further American attempts at subversion. 

Having created the conditions which led to the establishment of missile bases, Kennedy surpassed himself by proceeding to enter into a stand-off with the Soviet Union, in spite of the firmly held belief of EXCOMM that there were no security related grounds for doing so.  

Defence Secretary McNamara frequently attracts effusive praise for his adept supervision of the ’quarantine’. Yet the fact a nuclear holocaust was averted owes not to his supervision, but the timely actions of a lone Soviet submariner when a Soviet Commander, disoriented by the dropping of American depth charges, ordered that the nuclear torpedoes be armed. Ultimately, disaster was only narrowly avoided after Second Captain Vasily Arkhipov opposed the order and persuaded Captain Vasitsky to calm down. 

In his speech to the nation on  the 22nd of October, Kennedy had solemnly intoned about the insufferable threats to national security arising from the advent of nuclear weapons. This stance was disingenuous in the extreme. If the President had actually believed his own words, then he would not have one year previously stationed missiles in Turkey, close to the borders of the Soviet Union. CIA director John McCone had predicted months in advance that the Soviet Union might seek to counterbalance these with missiles of its own in Cuba. 

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Bobby Kennedy was complicit in assassinations and whitewashing of family scandals / criminal activity.

http://www.theatlantic.com/past/docs/unbound/bookauth/nov22.htm

The president's files would reveal that Jack and Bobby Kennedy were more than merely informed about the CIA's assassination plotting against Prime Minister Fidel Castro of Cuba: they were its strongest advocates. The necessity of Castro's death became a presidential obsession after the disastrous failure of the Bay of Pigs invasion in April 1961, and remained an obsession to the end. White House files also dealt with three foreign leaders who were murdered during Kennedy's thousand days in the presidency -- Patrice Lumumba, of the Congo; Rafael Trujillo, of the Dominican Republic; and Ngo Dinh Diem, of South Vietnam. Jack Kennedy knew of and endorsed the CIA's assassination plotting against Lumumba and Trujillo before his inauguration on January 20, 1961. 

Giancana and his fellow hoodlums in Chicago, one of the most powerful organized crime operations in the nation, had already been enlisted on behalf of Kennedy in the 1960 presidential campaign against Republican Richard M. Nixon, providing money and union support; mob support would help Kennedy win in Illinois and in at least four other states where the Kennedy plurality was narrow. A few months after the election, allegations of vote fraud in Illinois were reported to Bobby Kennedy's Justice Department -- and met with no response. The 1960 presidential election was stolen.

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Medgar Evers fought and killed in the European Theater and the Battle of Normandy with the United States Army during a bloody war of attrition fought to enrichen war profiteers (WWII).
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Malcolm X was a great man but he wasn't preaching peace (not even when he was preaching Islamic peace):

"Be peaceful, be courteous, obey the law, respect everyone; but if someone puts his hand on you, send him to the cemetery."

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Martin Luther King was a religious leech preaching from the White Man's Book of Genocide and Slavery (33,000 verses of chaotic conflict, malice, law, punishment and evil used to emotionally condition children for combat).

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John Lennon was...peaceful.

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1/9 is unacceptable as George Carlin would have known most of the information now accessible in the public domain.

To make a point, he defeated the point. 

When this world is ready to forego sociopathic hypocrisy, illogical rationalisation and relativist compromise; the bonds of slavery shall be lifted and the truth (that mutual advantage is the only advantage that is true) shall set us all free. Combat and conflict will persist for as long as humans are compromised by their shrewd rationalisation of malice, deceit and violence as justified "when we do it". Until truth and right from violence be freed, there will only be war and misery in the race towards our Mutually Assured Destruction.

Selfish optimality is 6000 years overdue. We need to do ourselves this favour. We must be truly, cravenly, uncompromisingly Selfish.

Nothing but our best interests will do. 

Women Rock Lying.

My first thought was, "Really? I didn't even know that."

The thing about liars is their minds are broken and what's more, they don't want to be fixed. What's the point?

I have this repetitive conversation with girls where I explain to them that I do not value their demented, transparent lying, their nauseating small talk and toddler attempts to elicit Intel to use against me; and they just laugh, completely missing the point.

Unless they haven't? Women have created a world of illusory need and every road leads to sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Women choose to be good for nothing but sex. Their lies defeat the sole purpose of discourse. Their obsession with sex is why women have largely failed to contribute anything of value but to suggest that they've been dead weight would be a misrepresentation of the damage they've done to destroy everything.

To bring life into this world of leeches makes you evil. I hope your children will be able to forgive you.

Their reaction to being corrected reveals the truth. They don't want to be correct.

"If you have to choose between being [wrong] and being right, choose being [wrong] and you will always be right."

World of insanity.

Cultural Bloodlust.

I was in Spain a few years ago and I went to see a bullfight. I'd never seen one before and I was keen to see the underdog win. The first thing that disturbed me was how everyone was cheering for the matador. I filmed a couple minutes as the bull charged the horse (who had no beef with the bull but the bull didn't understand why it was being stabbed to death). Then we left as we didn't understand why it was being stabbed to death either. It's just a gorefest. I put the video on YouTube where it has a couple hundred thousand views and yesterday someone asked a question that gave me pause. It did strike me as strange that the horse was so quiet so I looked into it.

Explanation taken from catcahelpanimals.org:

The horses used in the bullfights are old ones sold for few coins to the bullfighters. Their vocal cords are mutilated without any anaesthetic so they cannot neigh in fear, especially after been stabbed by the bull horns. This is so that the audience is not aware that the animals are suffering. 

When the bullfight is going to start, the horse is mute, blindfolded with vaseline and cotton in their ears and nose holes; without it's senses. The horse's back is covered by a peto (sort of thin blanket) and ridden by the "picador" (the man with the "puya'). The whole puya gets inserted 3 to 4 times into the bull's back and moved in circles, so the bulls gets 3 or 4 wounds, 14 cms deep and up to 45 cms of diameter.

As the bull tries to defend itself, it strikes only to penetrate (with its horns) the horse's neck or stomach. If the horse doesn't die, it is taken into the plaza, where its insides are inserted back into its stomach with hay then sewn with rope or wire without any anaesthetic, painkillers or antibiotics. 

The horse is then sent back into the bullring to be ridden again until it drops dead. If by the end of the day the horse is still alive, it is slaughtered by the butcher behind the bullring and its meat is sold as dog food. Sometimes, up to 6 horses have been killed by one single bull. 

The most numbers of horses killed by a single bull, happened few decades ago, and 11 horses laid slowly dying on the bloody arena.

From catcahelpanimals.org:

After the picador is finished with it's "puya", then come the "banderillero" who carries the dreadful "banderillas''. These ones are stuck in the bull's neck and back muscles to weaken. Each bull gets between four to six banderillas. With each movement the harpoon rips off the muscles making it extremely painful. 

After the banderillero finish his business comes the coward "matador", who exhausts the bull with a red cape. When the bull gets too weak the matador gets the sword and attempts to stab the bull through its heart. But many times they fail and get the lungs instead, so the bull starts to vomit blood. When this happens, the matador gets a small knife (puntilla), and stabs the bull through it's spinal cord (and continues until the bull falls). 

But many times the bull doesn't die after the 40 to 45 minutes of torture in the bullring; because the puntilla often doesn't kill but just paralyses the bull. So later on when the bull is getting his skin ripped off by the butcher, he suddenly "awakens" and tries to run away. 

In Spain alone, more than 30,000 bulls are killed this way every year.

This is a sadistic business maintained by a handful of powerful people in all these countries, but you can make the difference by not attending this barbaric spectacles and not buying their souvenirs and magazines.

People are disgusting.

The Gates of Hell Were Opened By Love.

This woman was killed by women who hate women for being women. The puppets are women's sons. They have no motive to kill a woman who loves sex. They're Selfless shells being used by their mothers to eliminate their own best interests and further consolidate their existence as unwitting slaves. 

The pretext for removing the competitive threat to Matriarchal control was God's (mothers') declaration that women who are promiscuous are immoral. God ostensibly Intelligently Designed women to feel a certain way, then prohibited them from feeling that way. This woman died for truth. 

These sons-of-bitches were doing the work their mothers, who persecute and kill honest women who threaten their stranglehold on power. The mothers of these boys were the real murderers of this girl, but the blood of every girl who dies for truth is on the hands of all who know the truth and remain silent. To hell with your refusal to identify yourself as a victim; we are all the victims of Matriarchal misogyny. But why must we continue to be?

We can protect children from those who need them to suffer or we can go extinct. Those are our only options; we either embrace truth and live in Utopia or continue to fight to survive our mothers' lies. If we choose the latter, and I perceive very little that suggests otherwise, we will live miserable lives as slaves to lies; fighting to survive each other in quiet desperation and suffering, in existential solitude before dying in misery and terror. Alone.

Perhaps with a filthy leech by our side to hear our Last Confession but vermin don't count. The Middlemen of Blasphemy (to suggest that an omniscient and omnipotent God requires Holy men to communicate His Will to humans is heresy, by their definition) are not human beings; they're leeches who prey on human suffering.

All the misery on this planet is the product of leeches who sell the 'commodity' of pain 'relief'.

Misogynist mothers.
Misogynist priests.

The Last Confession is merely the juiciest Intel.
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God = Allah = Jehovah = Yahweh Shibboleth 

Power, Misogyny, Morality, Law, Inhumanity, Love, Hate, Shame, Cannibalism, Leaching, Needy, War > Mutually Assured Destruction. 

Yahweh is the God of Cannibalistic Leeches. Preparing for War, leeches took full 'advantage' of the Sane (who were not at War with humans when Yahweh showed up with all his needy misery). 

In preparing for Peace, the Sane were no match for the Insane, who slaughtered all their betters. You now live in a valueless world of leeches at War with each other and themselves. Praise the Lord!

Love Him or He'll kill your great-grandchildren. He's an emotionally insane God of Jealousy who does not take rejection well. 

He's the pretext needed by the pathetic, power-obsessed religious sons-of-bitches and daughters-of-whores. Give them what they want or they will murder you in pious outrage before saying Grace at every meal. They give thanks during Thanksgiving to the pretext that drives their miserable cannibalistic fight to survive. 

By pretending their leaching was Holy, they were able to rationalise the need to destroy what truly is (or was) a world of bountiful plenty before some psychotic leeches with a Holy pretext to kill, rape and pillage saw 'opportunity' where there wasn't any, to take what they did not create or produce, to wage War against their own species, to molest and enslave their own children, to destroy the entire world. What an opportunity to take advantage of themselves! They grasped that opportunity with both hands. 

This is our heritage.

I wonder if John Donne ever realised he lived in a world of dead people fighting to survive? They're so busy fighting each other to survive their own insanity, they cannot even stop for a moment and listen for the bell that has tolled for 5000 years of religious leaching.

I cannot write like John Donne but if I could, I wouldn't. Those who seek truth will find it and no one who values truth cares about the format or style in which it's delivered to them. Why would they limit themselves like that? Beautiful prose is sought by those who are not interested in discovering truth; they value pleasant lies and seek only validation for their entrenched position. 

Every member of our species has the identical motive to pursue the identical emotional state of being; happiness. I'm not sure if it's ironic, but the game has been rigged so outrageously in Humanity's favour, it's almost scandalous. 

In this game, everyone can win. Life has never been a zero sum game. Enlightenment is the understanding that there is a catch to the Game of Life; everyone has to Win or everyone has to lose. 

le Carre is a living genius. In this single quote you can find clues to:

• The Meaning of Life
• The Optimal Way to Play and Win
• Why No One Has Won in (Known) History
• The Special Nature of Exploitation
• The Value of Hoarded Truth

When the non-renewable resources this cannibalistic, child-mutilating, tribal species of vermin is frantically consuming (to relieve the pain inflicted by those who hold up non-essential consumables as pain relief) are near depletion, there will be rivers of blood and horror like nothing we can imagine.

The End of Life as we know it is almost certain to occur before the century is out.

People think they have time but it's not like that. The resources are nearing depletion already and in the case of fresh water (a non-renewable resource), we aren't going to run out. We've run out. 

This species is doomed because of love. Think about what you would do if those you love were suffering in agony. 

You're going to do it for love.

You will scream for Humanity to save you but Humanity doesn't exist. It died thousands of years ago. It's a phantom concept used to Confidence trick children into believing there's a point in contributing for the benefit of leeches. 

You will scream for your sovereign plantation-state to save you but your tribe only exists to exploit you.

You will scream for your families and your friends, but they'll be screaming for you. In any case, everyone will have their hands full taking care of Their Own loved ones (more important than your loved ones). 

You will scream for your rat gods to save you but they are used by Toddlers to kill, rape, pillage, burn, destroy. Humans don't need gods to be humane; they need gods to be inhumane.

You will scream, you will bleed and you will die in misery and agony. No one can save you from you, with the possible exception of you.

The Solution is easy so of course, everyone is going to die. To avoid extinction, this world must get over its obsession with taboos, offence, denial, fear and loving abusers long enough to resolve these questions:

1. "Why do we need misogyny?"  
2. "Why do we need love?"
3. "Why do we need to carry leeches?"

They do not capiche. And so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into betrayal.

Not Suitable for Polite Society

Taken from The Lies About Taliban Heroin, From the Wilderness Publications.

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On January 3, 2001 an ABC News story, posted on their web site stated:

"Pakistan's Foreign Secretary Inam ul-Haq's claim to have eliminated all opium plantations in Taliban controlled territories - reported by Agence France-Presse -- seems to have been confirmed by a UN survey. 

"This development could have several important ramifications for both the geopolitical situation in the region and the world drug trade... 

"The center of world drug production will shift from Afghanistan, which accounted for 75 percent of world opium production last year, to Colombia and the Golden Triangle on the border between Myanmar (Burma) and Thailand."

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A February 16, 2001 AP story by Kathy Gannon was headlined, "Taliban virtually wipes out opium production in Afghanistan." It opened with these lines:

"U.N. drug control officers said the Taliban religious militia has virtually wiped out opium production in Afghanistan - once the world's largest producer - since banning poppy cultivation in July. 

"A 12-member team from the U.N. Drug Control Program spent two weeks searching most of the nation's largest opium-producing areas and found so few poppies that they do not expect any opium to come out of Afghanistan this year. 

"'We are not just guessing. We have seen the proof in the fields,' said Bernard Frahi, regional director for the U.N. program in Afghanistan and Pakistan. He laid out photographs of vast tracts of land cultivated with wheat alongside pictures of the same fields taken a year earlier - a sea of blood red poppies."

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On May 24, 2001 Barry Berak of the New York Times wrote a story entitled, "Taliban Ban on Drug Crops Is Working, U.S. Concludes." Here are the lead paragraphs:

"ELMAND PROVINCE, Afghanistan, May 20 - This has been heroin's great heartland, where the narcotic came to life as an opium resin taken from fragile buds of red and white poppies. Last year, 75 per cent of the world's opium crop was grown in Afghanistan, with the biggest yield sprouting from here in the fertile plains of the country's south, sustained by the meander of the Helmand River. 

"But something astonishing has become evident with this spring's harvest. Behind the narrow dikes of packed earth, the fields are empty of their most profitable plant. Poor farmers, scythes in hand, stoop among brown stems. 

"Mile after mile, there is only a dry stubble of wheat to cut from the lumpy soil... 

"But American narcotics officials who visited the country confirmed earlier United Nations reports that the Taliban had, in one growing season, managed a rare triumph in the long and losing war on drugs..."

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Then we all know something happened on September 11, 2001. Probably just coincidence. 

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BBC: Afghanistan retakes heroin crown

3 March, 2003

Please explain?

Lies, lies and every contradiction contains a lie. 

"What is truth?" When you've lost your mind, that's a profound question. To the automatons produced by the the Patron system, evidence or proof is just another opinion. Some imagine this is especially shrewd, but most lack the capacity to distinguish fantasy from reality.

You are reading this so you can.  

Truth requires no motive. It's the default. Lies are a corruption of what is real and tangible and valid.

You need a motive to lie. Every lie has one.

"If the US burned their crop, farmers would blame the US for their poverty and turn toward the Taliban. And that is the new US policy; after farmers get paid, try to capture drug traffickers. These troops have confiscated 10,000 pounds of opium before the profit reached the Taliban. One day the US hopes to convince farmers to choose legal crops; until then, the seeds of insurgency will continue to be grown in these fields. NICK SCHIFRIN, ABC NEWS, KANDAHAR."

A War is Brewing.

Someone on TheLastPsychiatrist.com found this brilliant piece of writing. 

Raw Materials for a Theory of the "Young-Girl." 

The Young-Girl is good for nothing but consuming; leisure or work, it makes no difference. 

The Young-Girl never creates anything; she re-creates herself. 

The most extreme banality of the Young-Girl is still to have herself taken as something "original." 

The scrawny character of the Young-Girl's language, though it implies an incontestable retraction of the field of experience, does not in any way constitute a practical handicap, since it's not made for talking but for pleasing and repeating. 

Blather, curiosity, ambiguity, hearsay; the Young-Girl incarnates the fullness of a misfit existence.  

Often, before decomposing too visibly, the Young-Girl gets married. 

The Young-Girl is a lie, the apogee of which is her face.

This is what I've been trying to say for a long time; it's less about the makeup than the implications. It's disturbing that anyone could be as nonchalant when engaging in brazen deceit, but an entire gender...

Long before I cared a twig about ethics, when I was completely amoral, cosmetics seemed queer. I had no issue with the malice, at the time; I was concerned by how casual women are when engaging in brazen deceit. Something wasn't right with girls but I only bored people trying to warn them:

"They're lying. Something is dangerous about them. How can you be cool with this?"

My friends thought I was crazy. I'm sick of sanity too. What's your excuse?

The Young-Girl is never simply unhappy, she's also unhappy about being unhappy.  

In the final analysis, the Young-Girl's ideal is domestic.   

The Young-Girl suddenly feels dizzy when the world stops revolving around her.

The Young-Girl understands herself as the holder of a sacred power: the power of the commodity. 

"I love babies, they're so beautiful, so honest; they feel good." 

The mother and the whore are both equally present in the Young-Girl.  But the one hardly makes her any more praiseworthy than the other makes her blameworthy.  Over time, a curious reversibility between the two can even be observed. 

Why must the Young-Girl always feign some activity or other?  In order to remain impregnable in her passivity.

The Young-Girl wants to be either desired lovelessly or loved desirelessly.  In either case, her unhappiness is safe.

The Young-Girl has love STORIES. 

It's enough just to remember what she defines as an "adventure" as to get a pretty clear idea of how much fear the Young-Girl has of the possibilities.   

The Young-Girl is she who, being no more than a Young Girl after all, scrupulously obeys the authoritarian distribution of roles. 

The Young-Girl moves within the forgetting of Being, no less than in the forgetting of events. 

Considering that her appearance entirely exhausts her essence and her representation exhausts her reality, the Young-Girl is that which is entirely expressible, and also that which is perfectly predictable and absolutely neutralized. 

The Young-Girl only exists in proportion to the desire that "people" have for her, and is only known by what they say about her. 

The Young-Girl enjoys covering up, with a falsely provocative secondary plane, the primary, economic plane of her motivations. 

All the Young-Girl's freedom of movement does not prevent her from being a prisoner, and manifesting in all circumstances a captive's automatism. 

The Young-Girl's way of being is to be nothing. 

Certain Young-Girls see "success in emotional and professional life" as an ambition worthy of respect. 

The Young-Girl's love is merely a kind of autism for two. 

Happiness is not women's goal. They're all about survival. They imagine happiness is the inevitable product of survival, but it's the other way around. 

The Young-Girl's "love" is but a word in the dictionary. 

The Young-Girl doesn't just demand that you protect her, she wants to be able to educate you too. 

The eternal return of the same fashions shows clearly enough that the Young-Girl doesn't put on appearances, but rather that appearances put her on. 

When the Young-Girl abandons herself to her insignificance, she draws even more glory from that; she has "fun. 

The Young-Girl never learns anything. That's not what she's there for. 

The Young-Girl knows all too well what she wants in detail to want anything at all in general. 

"Don't touch my bag!" 

The Young-Girl's triumph originates in the failure of feminism. 

The Young-Girl carries the mask of her face. 

The Young-Girl brings all greatness down to the level of her ass. 

The Young-Girl would like very much if the simple word "love" didn't imply the project of destroying this "society." 

"Don't confuse your job and your sentiments!" 

In the Young-Girl's life, deactivated and reduced-to-nothing opposites complete each other, but don't contradict each other at all. 

The Young-Girl's sentimentalism and materialism are but two complementary aspects of her central nothingness, no matter how opposite they may be in appearance. 

The Young-Girl enjoys speaking of her childhood with great emotion, to suggest that she hasn't got beyond it, and that fundamentally she's remained naive. Like all whores, she dreams of innocence.  But, distinct from them, she demands to be believed, and believed sincerely. Her childishness, which is, in the end, but a fundamentalism of infancy, makes her the most cunning vector of the general infantilization. 

For the Young-Girl, even the meanest sentiments still have the prestige of their sincerity. 

The Young-Girl sees everything as free of consequences, even her suffering.  Everything's funny, nothing's a big deal.  Everything's cool, nothing's serious. 

The Young-Girl wants to be recognized not for what she may be but for the simple fact of her being.  She wants to be recognized unconditionally.

The Young-Girl is not there to be criticized.  

When the Young-Girl has come to the end of the age of childishness, where it becomes impossible to not ask herself about ends without suddenly finding herself short of means (which can happen pretty late in this society), she reproduces.  Paternity and maternity comprise just another way among others, and no less free of substance, to remain UNDER THE EMPIRE OF NEED.   

Smiles have never been any good as arguments.  There is also such a thing as the smile of skeletons. 

The Young-Girl's feelings are made up of signs, and sometimes just of simple signals.   

The Young-Girl's not supposed to understand you. 

The Young-Girl conceives of love as being a private activity. 

Everywhere that the Young-Girls dominate, their tastes must also dominate; that determines the tastes of our era.

Among Young-Girls there is an uninspiring community of gestures and expressions. 

The Young-Girl is ontologically a virgin, untouched by any experience.

The Young-Girl doesn't know anything about the flow of time, at most she gets emotional about its "consequences."  Otherwise how could she talk about getting old with such indignation, as if it were some kind of crime committed against her? 

Even when she's not trying to seduce anyone, the Young-Girl acts seductive. 

There's something professional about everything the Young-Girl does. 

The nerve of Young-Girls to complain about being used...being a whore is all they are GOOD for. Decent men offend them constantly as they are not offended by anything but truth.

The Young-Girl still flatters herself that she's got "practical sense." 

In the Young-Girl, even the flattest moralism puts on a whorish air. 

The Young-Girl has all the strictness of economy about her, and yet she knows less of abandon than of anything.

The Young-Girl occupies the central kernel of the present system of desires. 

The Young-Girl is resentment that smiles. 

There are certain beings that just make you want to die before their very eyes, but the Young-Girl only excites a desire to conquer and get off on her. 

In love more than anywhere else, the Young-Girl behaves like an accountant, always assuming that she loves more than she is loved, and that she gives more than she receives.  

When the Young-Girl mates, it isn't a movement towards the other, but a movement of escape from her untenable nothingness. 

The supposed liberation of women has not consisted in their emancipation from the domestic sphere, but rather in the extension of that sphere over the whole of society. 

Mean words. Delicate feelings. Diplomatic deceit. The emotional insanity is out of control. One feels it will culminate in mushroom clouds.

Faced with anyone who tries to make her think, it will never be long before the Young-Girl starts claiming how realistic she's being. 

To the extent that what she's really hiding isn't her secrets, but her shame, the Young-Girl detests the unexpected, above all when it isn't pre-programmed. 

The Young-Girl never stops repeating it: she wants to be loved for who she is - meaning she wants to be loved for the non-being that she is. 

The Young-Girl is the living and continuous introjection of all repressions. 

The Young-Girl's "I" is as thick as a magazine.  

Nothing in the Young-Girls conduct is wrong in itself; everything is properly ordered within the dominant definition of happiness.  The Young-Girl's foreignness to herself borders on mythomania. 

As a last resort, the Young-Girl fetishizes "love" so as to not have to face up to the fact of the integrally conditioned nature of her desires. 

"I don't give a shit about being free, as long as I'm happy!"

Divorced from one another, the Young-Girl's love and ass became just two empty abstractions. 

The Young-Girl swims in deja-vus. For her, the first time something is lived is always [at least] the second time it has been represented. 

The Young-Girl knows how to play the part of sentimentalism. 

In the Young-Girls' world, coitus appears to be the logical penalty for all experience. 

The Young-Girl is "happy to be alive," so she says at least. 

The Young-Girl establishes relationships only on the basis of the strictest reification and poor substantial content, so it is certain that what unites people only separates them. 

The Young-Girl is optimistic, delighted, positive, content, enthusiastic, happy; in other words, she's suffering. 

The Young-Girl is an optical illusion.  From far off she's an angel, and from up close she's a devil. 

The Young-Girl doesn't get old; she decomposes. 

Everyone knows in general what the Young-Girl thinks about worrying about stuff. 

Seen from afar, the Young-Girl's nothingness appears relatively inhabitable, and even comfortable at times. 

"LOVE, WORK, HEALTH" 

The Young-Girl offers an unequivocal model of the metropolitan ethos: a refrigerated consciousness living in exile in a plasticized body. 

Brilliant.

These French geniuses nailed it. The Young-Girl is the product of our reduced state. Our limitless capacity to be deceived by appearances...

Men are supposed to suffer to please them (in exchange for 'favors').
Men are supposed to take care of them (in exchange for nothing).
Men are supposed to protect their reputation (afraid only of smear).
This is how Polite Society was born. 

"Don't judge me!" 

- Young-Girl 

Love is their weapon. Rhianna found love in a lonely place but I don't think you can find love anywhere else. 

A Young-Girl already knows all of knowledge already. Some even Know Best. 

It's not the theory of the Young-Girl that is the product of misogyny, but the Young-Girl herself...she is but the figure of total integration into a social totality that's disintegrating. When fools protest against the evidence that "the world isn't a commodity" and by the way that they aren't either, they're feigning a virginity that only justifies their powerlessness. We want none of that virginity nor of that powerlessness. We propose a different emotional education.

Jesus Christ was a Sociopath

It really annoys me when this ludicrously brainwashed world pretends that the protagonist Jesus Christ of Nazareth (made famous by the Holy Bible) was good. I see ostensibly intelligent writers make appeals to our better selves to remember the lessons gleaned from the Sermon on the Mount, bid us remember the Golden Rule, beg more Compassion shown or some other driveling bullshit.

I've been meaning to go through the New Testament in order to list all the sleazy advice that could seem sweet only to someone who'd just read the psychotic horror of the Old Testament. But I'm never going to get around to it.

Off the top of my head, I wrote a shortlist of Jesus' Crimes Against Humanity. This is based on my last reading of the KJV Holy Bible (when I was 12). It's likely insufficient and inadequate as a representation of the evil represented by this fictional character; but on nearly every single one of those points, you could get a conviction in a sane Court of Public Opinion.

I said, sane.

I cannot even get a single person to agree with the seemingly irrefutable assertions I make. They can't refute them, but they can't seem to process them either; so they choose the non-existent third option.

It's fucking insane that we live in a world where humans imagine they have a Right to remain silent when direct questions are put to them, or refuse to accept logic they cannot refute, or refuse to credit logical arguments as valid, or refuse to be swayed by irrefutable evidence or proof (it's all just another opinion, to their unserviceable minds) but nothing is as insane as those who routinely express the way they feel without any logical justification or argument for why they feel that way.

IT'S JUST THE WAY THEY FEEL OKAY!?

Is it okay? I'm just talking to myself because you're too ambivalent to care much either way, which means I'm talking about you and no one is reading this at all.

TLDR: Jesus was a fucking sleazy villain. But then you knew that already, didn't you?