My beef with the alt-right is nothing but pure envy. In the UK, we’re still fighting WW2. Growing up fash …
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“There is no absolute ‘future.’ There isn’t any boss in charge with a stopwatch who can keep accurate track of the so-called future and the so-called past.”
A number of ritualistic components came together within this release, most notably, the exclusive use of human bones to produce the music, and the broader themes which inspired it.
Deep in the heart of animal rights activism, an ironic obsession with nipples emerges.
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Finding a new delivery system is paramount if we are to survive and overcome the systematic conquest of Cultural Marxism.
If self looks to self as sovereign authority, then it is she who makes decisions, not the never ending line of external entities looking to take on the mantle of decision-maker.
“The culture is now so hostile to the authentic, raw origination of ideas it looks downright suspicious. Is freezing evolution a good idea?”
Just because something is virtue or vice-signalling doesn’t mean that it’s wrong.
What’s the point in championing diversity when it all grinds to a halt at the first sniff of a diverse opinion?
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“Expression without some semblance of discipline is just puerile narcissism. It’s the mentality of a toddler.“
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