"As the whip lashed against his skin, Umbongo recalled his grandmother's tales from the time of the white man - tales of education, clean running water, and the rule of law... all for free."
Eva has gone way beyond her friend JP @jordanbpeterson who still spends most of his time crying about Israel or thinking he is a risk taker questioning gender fluidity -------- and her ideas came from the Dissident Right.
''When another white boy dies at the hands of an immigrant...''
Well, another one just did. A French boy named Mathis. 15 years old. Stabbed in the heart four times by an Afghan migrant who tried to steal his phone.
I have nothing left to say.
This is historic stuff. A government violently, militarily implanting huge numbers of new people into an ancient population that absolutely doesn't want them.
every single guy who worked a 9-5
will be forgotten the moment food is served at their funeral.
however some people,
like the man we'll discuss here,
will be spoken of till the ends of time.
wanna know why?
read ⬇️
Flamma
was a gladiator famous throughout all of Rome.
huge crowds would gather whenver he fought,
and he was celebrated as a modern-day athlete would.
even on the few occasions he was defeated,
the crowds loved him so much that they granted him mercy and let him live.
but the thing is,
there were loads of gladiators like that.
so why is he remembered to this day - and the others forgotten to history?
well,
Flamma was the only gladiator to be granted his freedom FOUR TIMES,
and he turned it down every time.
he had FOUR chances to leave the arena,
get a job,
marry some girl,
have a few kids, etc.
he would've died a happy man after a comfortable life.
but this was not Flamma.
Flamma had only one wish:
to die in the arena.
to die at the sound of the roar of his beloved crowd.
to die in a burst of fire and glory.
and so he did.
he died at 30 years old.
he didn't have any friends,
except another gladiator named Delicatus,
who cared enough to pay for his tombstone.
this was a man who LITERALLY didn't care for ANYTHING
in LIFE
other than dying gloriously.
and we speak of his name today a thousand years after his death.
we will continue to speak of him 10,000 years from now.
"The average age for a man in the Bronze Age was eighteen,
in the Roman era, twenty-two.
Heaven must have been beautiful then.
Today it must look dreadful.
When a man reaches forty,
he has no chance to die beautifully.
No matter how he tries, he will die of decay.
He must compel himself to live."
- Yukio Mishima
Can we stop pretending it is just accidental that the great men of history almost exclusively denounced jews and often for almost precisely the same things.
Candace’s post has 5M views now, and the replies are full of even more redpills as well as a general sense of agreement that we were lied to about WWII.
Metapolitically speaking, it seems like we’ve never made strides this great, the Overton Window has never been this open.
And yet, mass immigration keeps on keeping on. The numbers increase every year. The WEFsters tighten their grip on our daily lives. The plan to “reset” the world is still in place, although not as talked about anymore.
It’s a rollercoaster time to be alive. Very important that people use the knowledge they’ve learned and come to the right conclusions, and above all, ORGANIZE into a real world force.