I’m gay. I’ve known it my whole life. I love my husband, we have a quiet life, a house, jobs, dogs, and zero interest in parades, flags on every building, or turning everything into a political statement.
I don’t want to be part of the 'queer' scene or the LGBTQIA+ machine. That’s not my community. I just want to live a normal life — get married (once), pay taxes, grill on weekends, and be left alone.
The rainbow circus and its endless activism stopped speaking for me a long time ago. Most gay people I know feel the same.
We’re not 'communists,' we’re not revolutionaries, and we’re tired of being lumped in with the loud minority that makes everything weird and mandatory.
Live and let live. That’s it.
I spent 5 years in undergrad (biology and chemistry, magna cum laude), 5 years in grad school/med school (neuroscience/physiology and medicine, summa cum laude and cum laude, respectively), and almost 3 years in residency.
When I arrived, all they wanted me to to was force COVID shots, support gender mutilation, and shill for pharma.
I walked away.
So don't tell me people have no choice.
I gave up everything, at the finish line, in first place, because the race was corrupt.
You either have integrity or you don't.
Have you ever heard of
"Hum Clout"
Or humiliation clout
Is that what the cast of The Odyssey is doing with this ridiculous drama class style promo?
Another humiliation ritual.
Maybe there's more to it than just simply the humiliation part.
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A lot of people ask me why I’m so passionate about advocating for boys and men. First, because I believe it’s the right thing to do. Boys and men are mistreated in society today and their challenges are ignored. I see this as an injustice filled with hypocrisy. But I also have boys and men in my life who I love dearly, and I want to make the world a better place for them.
Ladies, it might be difficult to escape the mindset that boys and men are privileged oppressors. But stop to think about the boys and men in your life. Your partner, your son, your father, your brother, your nephews, your friends. Don’t you want to see them supported, loved and valued by society? Don’t you want to see their challenges addressed? Don’t you want to see them succeed?
It’s long past time for more women to wake up and support our boys and men. Men and women aren’t meant to be rivals… we’re on the same team.
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The Truman Show is a film about our world, though few have described it correctly. It was released in 1998. It has been accelerating toward accuracy ever since.
1. Truman Burbank was born into a manufactured reality and never told. His entire life — his town, his friends, his wife, his memories, his fears — is a set. Thirty million people watch him live it. He is the only one who doesn’t know. This is presented as a dystopian premise. It is a description of our world and the current media ecosystem with the volume turned up slightly.
2. Christof — the creator, the director, the god of Truman’s world — does not think of himself as a villain. He thinks of himself as a benefactor. He built Truman a perfect world: safe, warm, predictable, beautiful. No real risk, no genuine loss, no uncontrolled variable. He calls it love. This is the administrator’s self-image in every age — the Platonic philosopher-king, Mustapha Mond, Dr. Cocteau from San Angeles — the man who decided that your freedom was less important than your comfort, and genuinely cannot understand why you would disagree.
3. The cameras are everywhere because the audience demands content. Christof didn’t build the surveillance state out of malice. He built it because thirty million people were watching and the advertising revenue followed the eyeballs. The system is not controlled by one villain with one plan. It is sustained by an audience that keeps watching – which means it is sustained by us. The Truman Show is not about Christof. It is about the thirty million. It is about what we are willing to watch.
4. Truman’s fears were manufactured specifically to keep him contained. The water phobia was engineered – his father staged a drowning, the show traumatized him on cue, and he never left the island. Every managed society produces its version of this: the specific fears, carefully cultivated, that keep the citizen inside the perimeter. The fear doesn’t need to be false to be manufactured. It only needs to be amplified at the right moment, about the right things, with the right emotional intensity.
5. Sylvia — the woman who tried to tell him the truth — was removed from the set and replaced. This is the moment the film stops being a comedy and becomes something colder: the system doesn’t debate its critics. It edits them out. Recast, reframed, explained away. The inconvenient truth-teller doesn’t get a platform – she gets a replacement and a cover story. Every institution that has ever managed a narrative has done exactly this, at exactly the moment a Sylvia appeared.
6. Truman figures it out not through a revelation but through accumulation – small inconsistencies, patterns that don’t quite fit, a spotlight that falls from the sky. The managed reality begins to show its seams. This is always how it happens: not one dramatic unmasking but a growing sense that the set is a set, that the friends are performers, that the love was scripted. The moment of clarity is not comfortable. It is vertiginous. Most people, offered that vertigo, choose the set.
7. He sails into the painted horizon anyway. The boat hits the wall. He finds the door. Christof speaks to him directly – from above, from everywhere, the voice of the system making its final offer: stay, be safe, be loved, be watched. Truman says good morning, good afternoon, and good evening – and walks through the door into the unscripted world. This is the anti-soma moment, the red pill taken seriously, Odysseus leaving Calypso’s island. Not because the outside world is better – he has no idea what’s out there. But because a life that is not your own is not a life. The thirty million watching finally understand what they’ve been watching. Some of them, perhaps, begin to wonder about their own set. That’s the most dangerous thing a film can do. It is also, on a good day, what we are trying to do here.
(This account is called Kristof_Poland – the opposite sort of Kristof:)
Can you help Chichester Police find Daisy who has been missing from Littlehampton since yesterday evening, Wednesday, July 15?
Daisy, 12, is 5’4” tall and has dyed red hair.
She was last seen wearing blue denim shorts, a black crop-top and a black tracksuit top.
Daisy was also wearing black Nike trainers and has nose and stomach piercings.
She was carrying a big, zebra-print handbag.
Daisy has links to Worthing, Bognor and Chichester.
Hundreds of thousands of sexually frustrated immigrant men, with no real prospect of finding a sexually consenting partner, are now wandering the streets of the UK. What could possibly go wrong?!
The Brave New World made simple:
1. The World State’s motto is Community, Identity, Stability. These words are lies. There is no community – only interchangeable units. No identity – it is assigned before birth and conditioned before thought. Stability is the only honest word, because stability is the only actual goal, and everything else was sacrificed to achieve it.
2. Mustapha Mond, the Controller, has read Shakespeare. He has read the Bible. He has read everything that was ever great or true or painful about being human – and he locked it in a safe and runs the system anyway. He is not a true believer. He is the man who knows exactly what he buried and considers it a reasonable trade. He is the fattest pig, with better manners and a longer bookshelf.
3. The conditioning doesn’t break you. It makes you enjoy your cage. This is the upgrade from every previous tyranny – you don’t need guards if the prisoner has been engineered, from conception, to find the cell comfortable. Soma — the drug that makes obedience pleasant — is just the maintenance dose. The real work was done before anyone was born.
4. “Everyone belongs to everyone else” – the most totalitarian sentence ever dressed as liberation. It does not mean you are free to love everyone. It means you are forbidden to love anyone in particular. Depth, loyalty, grief, true love — all the things that make a person irreplaceable to another person — are the first things the system removes, because they are the first things that would make you resist it.
5. The man born outside the system — the Savage — asks for the right to be unhappy. To be cold, dirty, afraid, and alive in the full sense. Mond grants him, graciously, that the right exists – and explains, patiently, why no one wants it anymore. This is presented as a debate. It is not a debate. It is a man explaining to a relic why relics are no longer made.
6. Bernard Marx, Helmholtz Watson, the Savage – all three feel that something is missing. None of them can fully name it. This is precise: the system doesn’t suppress the hunger, it removes the vocabulary for it. You cannot demand what you cannot describe. You cannot mourn what you have been engineered not to know you lost.
7. Huxley’s message: Orwell feared they would ban the books. Huxley feared no one would want to read them. The boot on the face is easy to recognize and resist. The silly entertainment — the soma tablet, the orgy-porgy, the centrifugal bumble-puppy — these are harder, because they feel like enough, and by the time they don’t, you no longer have the words for what’s missing. The most complete tyranny is the one that makes abolishing itself unthinkable. Not forbidden. Unthinkable.
"You will own nothing and be happy"
Last year the term “mankeeping” entered the cultural conversation. A Stanford academic framed the natural care women offer the men in their lives, especially around mental health, as another form of “unpaid labor” and an “unfair burden.” In the middle of a genuine mental health and loneliness crisis among men, the message was clear: stop supporting them. View yourself as a victim instead.
That framing misses something essential about women. We're built to nurture. The instinct to stand beside the man we love when he’s hurting is one of our greatest strengths. The real problem isn’t that women care too much but that most of us were never taught how to care 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺.
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1. The Little Prince is not a children’s book. It is a book for adults who remember, faintly, what they lost when they became adults – and can no longer say exactly when it happened, or who took it.
2. The adults on their tiny planets are not eccentrics. They are a taxonomy of what power does to a person. The king who commands only what is already happening. The vain man who wants only applause. The drunkard who drinks to forget the shame of drinking. Each one alone on his planet, orbiting nothing, utterly convinced that what he is doing matters.
3. The "businessman" is the sharpest portrait. He counts the stars, writes the number down, deposits it in a bank. He owns them. This is property without relationship, power without love, administration without life. He is every bureaucrat who ever managed something beautiful into meaninglessness – and every ideology that ever replaced the particular with the abstract.
4. “What is essential is invisible to the eye.”
The fox gives him this – the key to everything, and the thing the system most reliably destroys. Not by denying it. By making the inessential so loud that the essential becomes inaudible.
5. The rose. One rose, tended and argued with and covered against the wind. In a garden of ten thousand identical roses he discovers she is not unique. Then the fox explains taming: that love makes the ordinary irreplaceable. This is precisely what every collectivist system must eliminate – attachment to the particular, responsibility to the specific, the love that cannot be redistributed.
6. “You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” The sentence the system cannot process and therefore must destroy. You cannot love your neighbor specifically and love the people abstractly at the same time. The system knows this. It replaces the particular with the general, the irreplaceable with the interchangeable, the rose with the collective garden.
7. The prince goes home through the snake – through something like death, because Saint-Exupéry knows there is no easy way back to what is essential once you have seen clearly what the grownups have made of their planets. He wrote this in exile, in America, then flew back into the war, and disappeared over the Mediterranean not long after. He went home the only way left. The book knows this ending is coming. That is why it is not a children’s book.
HEARTBREAKING: Her 10-month-old baby was cut in half with a knife in front of her, her husband was shot dead, and she watched them split her second child's skull with a machete. They also cut off one of her hands.
This is life for Christians in Nigeria. The media remains silent.
Communism knocked at the door. Conditioned to "be kind," we let it in, fed it, and gave it a bed. Now it's squatting in our home and about to take over the freehold.
🚨🇬🇧 The UK government has responded to the petition regarding folic acid in flour.
The UK Government is forcing synthetic folic acid into all non-wholemeal wheat flour from the end of 2026.
This affects 70 million people to supposedly prevent just 200 neural tube defect cases a year.
It’s not just bread it means almost every everyday product made with white or brown flour: pasta, pizza bases, cakes, biscuits, pastries, pies, crackers, and most processed baked goods. Men and children get zero benefit, yet studies have linked higher folic acid intake to increased prostate cancer risk in men.
They’re choosing mass medication of the entire population through our staple foods instead of targeted supplements for women who actually need it.
This is being forced on us without real choice. It will appear in the ingredients list, but there’ll be no clear warning on the front of the pack.
Natural folate from food is one thing this unnatural synthetic chemical is another.
Sign the petition in the comments we need to at least have a debate on this.
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John Lennon wrote a beautiful song about socialism.
“Imagine no possessions” he told us.
He also:
– helped write his band’s anti-tax anthem, Taxman
– incorporated his IP holdings
– moved to a lower-tax country
– fiercely protected his royalties
- drove two Rolls Royce’s and had multiple luxury homes.
– made sure even the royalty cheques for Imagine were kept safe for his estate so his family would remain wealthy in perpetuity.
If he believed it, he’d have lived it. The trouble with socialism is that even the people who love the idea won’t run the experiment on themselves.
John Lennon writing Imagine while owning two Rolls Royce Phantoms and later having a law suit to protect his royalties tells you all you need to know about socialism in practice.
It doesn’t work outside of the imagination.