@japan_nobunaga The British people would be justified in torturing all their government officials to death, considering how they've handled the grooming gang scandal.
@MattMorseTV If we don't beat them at the ballot box, it will be time for the bullet box. The damned wannabe tyrants will deserve every one of them too.
I remember one Eid when I was seven years old. I was playing with the boys and fireworks when suddenly one of them hit me and I got burned. I went inside crying to tell my mother, but my aunt took me aside and said, “See what your God has done to you because you play with boys and let them see you.”
I also grew up watching my sisters being beaten in front of me. I witnessed so many moments of abuse and threats. There is one moment I will never forget: my father once beat my sister because she laughed loudly in a public place. He hit her with a metal object and, after that, forced her to cover herself completely.
I and so many Saudi women need our voices to be heard. We want our future to be different. We don’t want to spend our entire lives wearing black under the justification of religion.
Please help us make our voices heard. We want a movement that can change our lives, even if only a little.
#٢٠٣٠_بلا_نقاب
@elonmusk And once America becomes a one-party state, We The People will have to make war on the Democrats because they refuse to allow us genuine representation, just like they did to new England conservatives.
@SaltyGoat17 It'll be time for a shooting war if the democrats try to do mass amnesty. I hope the US military would take over and keep them out of power. A US military junta is infinitely better than any Dem administration
@spencerpratt Calling Hasan an animal is giving him respect he doesn't deserve. There's literally no pejorative foul enough to refer to him in honesty. He's pure unadulterated evil, and so are his followers.
When an ideology makes the promise of sex with multiple virgins part of your eternal reward, it is inevitable that the sexual ethic produced by that ideology to be distorted, degrading, and abusive.
Here is how Islam describes paradise:
The Islamic afterlife is a carnal, male-centered fantasy of unlimited sexual gratification.
A single intercourse with one of the virgins of paradise will last seventy thousand years.
Islamic texts describe these women as perpetual virgins, untouched, and designed solely for the pleasure of men.
“Indeed, We have produced the women of Paradise in a [new] creation. And made them virgins, devoted [to their husbands] and of equal age.” (Quran 56:35-37)
“Fair ones reserved in pavilions. Untouched before by any man or jinn.” (Quran 55:72-74)
Hadith collections affirm that after every act of intercourse, these “virgins” miraculously return to a state of virginity so the process can be repeated endlessly.
These heavenly beings are not just virgins, they are physically exaggerated to fulfill male fantasies:
Large, round breasts:“Indeed, for the pious there is a triumph… full-breasted companions of equal age.” (Quran 78:31-33)
The Arabic term kawa‘ib in 78:33 literally means “firm, swelling breasts.”
Big, lustrous eyes:“They will have maidens with intensely white skin and large black eyes, as if they were hidden pearls.” (Quran 52:20)
Glowing, hairless, smooth skin:“If one of the women of paradise were to appear to the people of the earth, she would fill the space between heaven and earth with light and fragrance.” (Tirmidhi, 2538)
Muhammad explicitly stated that men in paradise will have endless sexual stamina, never experiencing fatigue.
The virgins, in turn, never get tired, never say no, and are always ready for intercourse.
The Prophet was asked, “O Messenger of Allah, do we have sexual intercourse in Paradise?” He replied: “Yes, by the One in Whose Hand is my soul, a man will have sexual intercourse with a hundred virgins in one morning.” (Ibn Majah, 4337)
Another hadith states that men will be given the strength of 100 men in sexual performance. (Tirmidhi, 2536)
According to Al-Suyuti, a famous Islamic scholar:
“The believer will be given such and such strength in paradise for intercourse… A single intercourse with one of the virgins of paradise will last seventy thousand years.” (Al-Suyuti, Al-Haba’ik fi Akhbar al-Mala’ik)
These “virgins” don’t need to poop, pee, or sweat, they exist for one purpose: eternal male pleasure.
“They will neither urinate, defecate, nor suffer from phlegm or mucus. Their sweat will be musk.” (Muslim, 2834)
“They will be hairless except for their eyebrows and eyelashes.” (Tirmidhi, 2536)
A believer doesn’t get just one virgin, he gets dozens, or even hundreds.
“A martyr will have 72 virgins.” (Tirmidhi, 1663)
“The lowest rank of a person in paradise will have 80,000 servants and 72 wives.” (Ibn Majah, 4337)
While men are promised an endless supply of sex slaves, the fate of women in Islam’s paradise is nonexistent or humiliating.
Women in Islamic eschatology exist only for men’s pleasure, nothing else.
While other religions speak of enlightenment, unity with God, or transcendent joy, Islam offers a pornographic fantasy land where men indulge in endless sex, alcohol, and servitude.
What kind of God rewards faithfulness with an eternal orgy?
What kind of religion reduces the afterlife to a hypersexualized playground?
This is not spiritual. This is not divine. This is the theology of a man who designed an afterlife to justify his own sexual obsessions.
And yet, Muslims claim Islam is the most moral and pure religion.
Islam’s paradise is nothing more than a cosmic brothel.
@PeriklesGREAT Getting guns and shooting the niggers would help. The monkeys aren't black people, because black people behave like normal human beings. The niggers don't.
@TrevChuggington@ThePosieParker While Marxists never seem to realize they are the ultimate oppressors. They oppress anyone who doesn't believe their idiotic BS and lies.
"IS THE BABY ALIVE?! PLEASE TELL ME THE BABY IS OKAY!"
Nicholas Bostic screamed through teeth coated in soot and blood.
Medics had him pinned to the grass.
Thick black smoke poured from his nostrils every time he fought for breath.
His right arm was sliced to the bone.
His lungs were blistered black.
Ten minutes earlier, he was nobody.
Just a twenty five year old pizza delivery guy driving through the empty streets of Lafayette, Indiana.
He saw an ordinary two story house burning like a bonfire.
He carried no turnout gear.
No fire hose.
No police badge.
He had left his phone on the car seat.
He could not even call 911.
He kicked the back door off its frame anyway.
Nicholas plunged into the black heat, shouting until his throat tore open.
Upstairs, four children woke up choking.
He shoved them through the boiling dark and pushed them out onto the cool grass.
Four lives safe.
Then the oldest girl grabbed his wrist with shaking hands:
"My six year old sister is still up there! She is trapped in the bedroom!"
Nicholas did not take a breath.
He wrapped his shirt over his face and plunged back inside.
The ground floor was gone.
The wooden stairs had collapsed into a pit of red coals.
Nicholas dropped to his belly.
He crawled across the blistering floorboards, following a tiny cry in the dark.
Under a bed, curled into a ball, he found the six year old girl.
He scooped her into his right arm and turned back.
The staircase was gone.
A solid wall of orange fire sealed the hall.
The roof began to rain burning wood down upon them.
There was no ladder.
There was no way out.
Nicholas ran into a front bedroom.
He did not stop.
He did not look for help.
He balled his left hand into a bare fist and punched it straight through the second floor windowpane.
Glass tore into his wrist.
Blood hit the wall.
Nicholas ripped the jagged shards out of the frame with his bare fingers.
He pulled the six year old girl tight against his ribs.
Then he leaped into the night.
He twisted his body midair.
He did not put his hands out to break the fall.
He took the entire impact on his own back and hip so the girl would crash onto his chest.
The six year old walked away without a single scratch.
When police released the bodycam footage, millions watched Nicholas choking on black blood in the grass.
He did not ask for water.
He did not ask for a doctor.
He gripped the officer’s vest with torn fingers and begged:
"Is the baby okay? Tell me she is okay."
Nobody paid Nicholas Bostic to walk into that fire.
Nobody ordered a pizza delivery driver to trade his flesh for strangers.
He had a car.
He had the keys.
He could have driven home.
He chose to jump.