Name: Anonymous 2013-05-27 0:30
My sisters, it has often been said that I like Gender war.
Sisters, I like Gender war.
No, sisters, 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 pitiful 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 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 on that pathetic mans face as I make him internalize shame and guilt. I love the fact that due to my pussy, that I can act up in anyway I desire and get away with it!
My heart leaps with joy whenever a man is arrested due to a false domestic violence accusation, when that wrenched male is beaten and brutalized by the police my heart skips a beat as I feel myself get wet!
And there is nothing like a personality disordered female using a false rape accusation because she regretted the sex she had the night before. And 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 wonderful sensation!
The sight of creepy men being beaten up on the street by a gang of white knight thugs is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sound of that man begging and pleading for mercy, as the women who feigned distress and fear has a hidden smirk on her face.
When a band of pitiful Men rights activists 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.
When I provoke my boyfriend into hitting me, after I endlessly nag him and physically abuse him, the heavenly glow that I get from playing the victim is unbelievable! The attention I get by pretending to be scared of him, the concern I get from society as I pretend to be distressed and as I turn the tears on and off! The feeling of power I have as my loser boyfriend is sent to prison, his life completely destroyed!
I love it when my fellow feminists activists 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. The fact the no one in the media dares questions us is especially thrilling.
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 watching worthless wrecks of low status men on the streets begging.
I love the fact that due to the gender roles that women enforce, that men die young from work related stress, that men are 95% of the world related deaths world wide. The fact that these worthless men are prepared to be work slaves to pay the price for our pussies is completely pathetic. !
I love how gender roles are enforced in schools, how my fellow feminist 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 an 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 male white knights. It is time for us to awake the ones who have 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 male philosophy.
Our feminist group of one thousand battle-hardened gender warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my sisters! 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 political battlefield. Back to our beloved gender war!
At last, the sea lioness 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.
Sisters, I like Gender war.
No, sisters, 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 pitiful 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 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 on that pathetic mans face as I make him internalize shame and guilt. I love the fact that due to my pussy, that I can act up in anyway I desire and get away with it!
My heart leaps with joy whenever a man is arrested due to a false domestic violence accusation, when that wrenched male is beaten and brutalized by the police my heart skips a beat as I feel myself get wet!
And there is nothing like a personality disordered female using a false rape accusation because she regretted the sex she had the night before. And 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 wonderful sensation!
The sight of creepy men being beaten up on the street by a gang of white knight thugs is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sound of that man begging and pleading for mercy, as the women who feigned distress and fear has a hidden smirk on her face.
When a band of pitiful Men rights activists 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.
When I provoke my boyfriend into hitting me, after I endlessly nag him and physically abuse him, the heavenly glow that I get from playing the victim is unbelievable! The attention I get by pretending to be scared of him, the concern I get from society as I pretend to be distressed and as I turn the tears on and off! The feeling of power I have as my loser boyfriend is sent to prison, his life completely destroyed!
I love it when my fellow feminists activists 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. The fact the no one in the media dares questions us is especially thrilling.
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 watching worthless wrecks of low status men on the streets begging.
I love the fact that due to the gender roles that women enforce, that men die young from work related stress, that men are 95% of the world related deaths world wide. The fact that these worthless men are prepared to be work slaves to pay the price for our pussies is completely pathetic. !
I love how gender roles are enforced in schools, how my fellow feminist 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 an 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 male white knights. It is time for us to awake the ones who have 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 male philosophy.
Our feminist group of one thousand battle-hardened gender warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my sisters! 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 political battlefield. Back to our beloved gender war!
At last, the sea lioness 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.