Name: Anonymous 2013-05-24 0:39
My friends, it has often been said that I like Gender war.
Friends, I like Gender war.
No, friends, I love gender war!
I love Slut walks. I love false rape accusations. I love primary aggressor laws that target men. I love male disposability, I love the despair of divorced broken men and , their suicides.
Gender Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of gender war that can occur upon this earth.
I love love verbally abusing and castrating every male that I come across, I love accusing them of being part of a rape culture that doesn't even exist. I love the look no that pathetic mans face as I make him internalize shame and guilt.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a man is falsely arrested for a false domestic violence accusation, when that pitiful male is beaten and brutalized by the police my heart skips a beat as a I get wet.
And there is nothing like a personality disordered female using a false rape accusations because she regretted the sex she had the night before.. And the the feeling that one gets at the thought of this worthless man being beaten and raped in prison and the fact that my gender has the power to put him there is the most arousing feeling.
The sight of creepy men being beaten up on the street by a gang of white knight thugs is a irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sound of that man begging and pleading for mercy, as the women feigned distress and fear has a smirk on her face.
When a band of pitiful Men rights actvists that no cares about is ignored, only because of the fact they are part of the ignored gender, when they are sneered at by society and labeled as dangerous creeps and women haters, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my fellow feminists actvists wave placards blaming all men collectively for rape, when they shout abuse and scream at men for being rape supporters and the men stand their awkwardly out of fear.
I love squashing men underneath my heels, I love barging men out of the work place with advocacy programs, I love creating male unemployment. I love watch worthless wrecks of low status men on the streets begging.
I love how gender roles are enforced in schools, how my fellow sisters drug boys for showing normal boyish behavior with Riddlin, how boys are punished for the slightest infractions often on the word of their female peers. I love watching these boys squirm in misery as they turn up to the open prison that is a feminist run school
Sisters... All I ask for is gender war, a gender war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Sisters, I ask you as fellow sisters in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further gender war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody gender war? A gender war whose fury is built with hate, and fear, and state violence? Do you ask for gender war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
Very well. Then gender war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But... After enduring 10.000 years wallowing in the patriarchal darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" gender war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE gender war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a small handful of women.. The remnants of a army of personality disorder bitches numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old cunts is worth a thousand of their sickly soft men We represent a force that could easily recruit an army of a million and one white knight men! It is time for us to awake the ones who have no provided us with everything we have demanded and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. To cringe at the whim of the female gender, to live under the fear of a false violence accusation, to know that as a female we can destroy them via the state with a mere word. We will remind them of the sound our high heels make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our feminist group of one thousand battle-hardened gender warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved gender war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Femi Nazi battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Sisters... let's bring them Hell.
Friends, I like Gender war.
No, friends, I love gender war!
I love Slut walks. I love false rape accusations. I love primary aggressor laws that target men. I love male disposability, I love the despair of divorced broken men and , their suicides.
Gender Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of gender war that can occur upon this earth.
I love love verbally abusing and castrating every male that I come across, I love accusing them of being part of a rape culture that doesn't even exist. I love the look no that pathetic mans face as I make him internalize shame and guilt.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a man is falsely arrested for a false domestic violence accusation, when that pitiful male is beaten and brutalized by the police my heart skips a beat as a I get wet.
And there is nothing like a personality disordered female using a false rape accusations because she regretted the sex she had the night before.. And the the feeling that one gets at the thought of this worthless man being beaten and raped in prison and the fact that my gender has the power to put him there is the most arousing feeling.
The sight of creepy men being beaten up on the street by a gang of white knight thugs is a irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sound of that man begging and pleading for mercy, as the women feigned distress and fear has a smirk on her face.
When a band of pitiful Men rights actvists that no cares about is ignored, only because of the fact they are part of the ignored gender, when they are sneered at by society and labeled as dangerous creeps and women haters, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my fellow feminists actvists wave placards blaming all men collectively for rape, when they shout abuse and scream at men for being rape supporters and the men stand their awkwardly out of fear.
I love squashing men underneath my heels, I love barging men out of the work place with advocacy programs, I love creating male unemployment. I love watch worthless wrecks of low status men on the streets begging.
I love how gender roles are enforced in schools, how my fellow sisters drug boys for showing normal boyish behavior with Riddlin, how boys are punished for the slightest infractions often on the word of their female peers. I love watching these boys squirm in misery as they turn up to the open prison that is a feminist run school
Sisters... All I ask for is gender war, a gender war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Sisters, I ask you as fellow sisters in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further gender war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody gender war? A gender war whose fury is built with hate, and fear, and state violence? Do you ask for gender war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
Very well. Then gender war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But... After enduring 10.000 years wallowing in the patriarchal darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" gender war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE gender war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a small handful of women.. The remnants of a army of personality disorder bitches numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old cunts is worth a thousand of their sickly soft men We represent a force that could easily recruit an army of a million and one white knight men! It is time for us to awake the ones who have no provided us with everything we have demanded and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. To cringe at the whim of the female gender, to live under the fear of a false violence accusation, to know that as a female we can destroy them via the state with a mere word. We will remind them of the sound our high heels make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our feminist group of one thousand battle-hardened gender warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved gender war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Femi Nazi battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Sisters... let's bring them Hell.