|Sure…but 94% of all black men abandon their pregnant women, creating single mothers on welfare.|
|Not just England, but America, Germany, Norway, et al. White people are bad – really?|
|A percentage of will always mix, it’s called falling in love. The satanic network wants the bloodline of Adam ERASED, by Canaanites. It’s Satan’s attack on Yahuah.|
I’ll say a prayer for Trump.”
Good. That is the way you become a prayerful man, When something worth praying for comes along, and you just start doing it. It is an impulse from the depths. Do not resist it.
I heard a Southern minister do the invocation at a Trump rally late in the campaign, when all the forces were gathered against Mr. Trump, when all the lies about this chances seemed convincing, when hope was withering, when the embodiment of malice seemed the inevitable winner.
This minister said words more or less as follows. It gave me hope then.
I pray it daily for the President:
“Father, Protect President Trump. Send twelve legions of angels to encamp about him, to protect him from his enemies and thwart their evil plans. Protect all your children, the decent, the kind, the gentle, and all who love you dearly. I ask on the name, Yeshua, and Blood, of our Messiah, as commanded. Amen”
I love that “twelve legions.” It is from Matthew 26:53, Jesus tells Pilate: “Do you think I cannot call on my Father, and he will at once put at my disposal more than twelve legions of angels?” The angelic rapid deployment force, that was armed and ready to strike, which Jesus chose not to call upon, for his own good reasons, is now being called down to protect President Trump!
The phrase “encamp about” appears to be from Zechariah 9:8, where God promises to encamp about his house, to protect his people from any foreign oppressor. Or possibly Psalm 34:7, “The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and he delivers them.” The image is of an army in the field, in this and other passages.
A very nice Biblical mash-up. Put it to use!
Every malicious force in the world is arrayed against President Trump.
His enemies do not sleep.
Their lies are a noxious cloud that covers the world.
His victories, even his survival, are miracles.
The President needs our prayers.
Humans aren’t fungible. Human races aren’t interchangeable. Even our notions of right and wrong are particular to our race. SWPL Satanic leftoids who assume the morality which guides them also guides the peoples of the Dirt World are making as ASS out of U and ME. Not to mention, aiding and abetting the destruction of the homelands they share with less naive or less malicious Whites.
The Fecalized Environment People of the world are incompatible with White Civilization. A bristling field report from a Nice White Woman who spent a year in Senegal on a Peace Corp mission proves the point. Libtards should be forced to spend a year in Liberia or Monrovia, then come back and we’ll see if they still want Jihadis and killers in their cities.
What I Learned in the Peace Corps in Africa: Trump Is Right
Three weeks after college, I flew to Senegal, West Africa, to run a community center in a rural town. Life was placid, with no danger, except to your health. That danger was considerable, because it was, in the words of the Peace Corps doctor, “a fecalized environment.”
In plain English: shit is everywhere. People defecate on the open ground, and the feces is blown with the dust – onto you, your clothes, your food, the water. He warned us the first day of training: do not even touch water. Human feces carries parasites that bore through your skin and cause organ failure.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that a few decades later, liberals would be pushing the lie that Western civilization is no better than a third-world country. Or would teach two generations of our kids that loving your own culture and wanting to preserve it are racism.
Senegal was not a hellhole. Very poor people can lead happy, meaningful lives in their own cultures’ terms. But they are not our terms. The excrement is the least of it. Our basic ideas of human relations, right and wrong, are incompatible. […]
Take something as basic as family. Family was a few hundred people, extending out to second and third cousins. All the men in one generation were called “father.” Senegalese are Muslim, with up to four wives. Girls had their clitorises cut off at puberty. (I witnessed this, at what I thought was going to be a nice coming-of-age ceremony, like a bat mitzvah or confirmation.) Sex, I was told, did not include kissing. Love and friendship in marriage were Western ideas. Fidelity was not a thing. Married women would have sex for a few cents to have cash for the market.
What I did witness every day was that women were worked half to death. Wives raised the food and fed their own children, did the heavy labor of walking miles to gather wood for the fire, drew water from the well or public faucet, pounded grain with heavy hand-held pestles, lived in their own huts, and had conjugal visits from their husbands on a rotating basis with their co-wives. Their husbands lazed in the shade of the trees.
The Ten Commandments were not disobeyed – they were unknown. The value system was the exact opposite. You were supposed to steal everything you can to give to your own relatives. There are some Westernized Africans who try to rebel against the system. They fail.
We hear a lot about the kleptocratic elites of Africa. The kleptocracy extends through the whole society. My town had a medical clinic donated by international agencies. The medicine was stolen by the medical workers and sold to the local store. If you were sick and didn’t have money, drop dead. That was normal.
So here in the States, when we discovered that my 98-year-old father’s Muslim health aide from Nigeria had stolen his clothes and wasn’t bathing him, I wasn’t surprised. It was familiar.
In Senegal, corruption ruled, from top to bottom. Go to the post office, and the clerk would name an outrageous price for a stamp. After paying the bribe, you still didn’t know it if it would be mailed or thrown out. That was normal.
One of my most vivid memories was from the clinic. One day, as the wait grew hotter in the 110-degree heat, an old woman two feet from the medical aides – who were chatting in the shade of a mango tree instead of working – collapsed to the ground. They turned their heads so as not to see her and kept talking. She lay there in the dirt. Callousness to the sick was normal.
All the little stores in Senegal were owned by Mauritanians. If a Senegalese wanted to run a little store, he’d go to another country. The reason? Your friends and relatives would ask you for stuff for free, and you would have to say yes. End of your business. You are not allowed to be a selfish individual and say no to relatives. The result: Everyone has nothing.
I couldn’t wait to get home. So why would I want to bring Africa here? Non-Westerners do not magically become American by arriving on our shores with a visa.
Truespeak. White values and White morality, let alone White worldview, White aptitude, White creativity, White psychology, White temperament, and White culture — in sum, White uniqueness, can’t be ported to other races, and in trying to do so all that is accomplished is a diminishment of the Whiteness — in form and function — we, in our vapid virtue signaling sanctimony, want the nonWhite world to share in, to adopt, to enjoy the blessings of, and ultimately to assume control of and to destroy.
We need more pushback like this field report from all corners of the )))dissident media(((. Trump is our opening salvo. He gets the memes out there — “shitholes” — and the screams of the White lambs follow, because they know any movement of the national conversation in the direction of Truth & Beauty means more obstacles in the way of realizing their dystopian vision of a gated community of White shitlib elites lording it over a sea of mystery meats.
The Rootless White Left know the wolf is outside their bubble, eyes leveled, teeth bared, muscles taut. They can feel our hot breath. They are afraid.