Immodest White women are too braindead to see it:
Your tiny bikinis at the beach, butt-crack leggings at the gym, and sports bras in the grocery store only exist because Christianity built a high-trust society that tames men and shields sluts from consequences.
Try that shit in a Muslim country, Africa, Hindu, or any Third World shithole, you’d be harassed, beaten, or worse within minutes.
Oh wait, you voted in tandem to IMPORT those very same people.
You mock the very faith and men protecting your degeneracy while sawing off the branch you sit on.
Peak entitled, suicidal stupidity.
In September 1990, my village in Valencia hit 46°C.
It was the exact kind of natural climate volatility this ancient planet has unleashed for billions of years.
Today, Valencia, Rome, and Athens are actually sitting well below their seasonal averages. Yet, the media is in a coordinated meltdown over a standard two-week warm patch in the UK, France, and Belgium.
As a geospatial engineer who wrote a thesis on climatology, I’m positioned better than many to talk about the topic, the entire narrative relies on a broken view of data systems.
The formula is simple: zoom in on a tiny slice of geography, filter out the cool regions that ruin the story, and label a hot afternoon a global catastrophe.
The funniest part is the sheer hubris of the solution.
We are told the Earth's massive climate system operates like a living room thermostat, that if humans just stop CO2 emissions, we can magically freeze the weather at our preferred temperature.
Pretending we can micromanage global macro-cycles with carbon taxes.
But as long as panic funds the machine, and people don’t think by themselves, they’ll keep selling the front-row tickets.
@eddy_terstall Het zou een mooi sportfeest moeten zijn, het wordt een veldslag met miljoenen schade en veel gewonden en overlast. De media zullen het weer over "jongeren" hebben om het te kunnen doodzwijgen. Bedankt links.
Politie #Amersfoort zoekt twee mannen (waarvan 1 fatbikebestuurder) die (di. 9/6 ~ 19u aan de Paladijnenweg) beide met een mes (waarvan 1 'rambo-mes') een fietser aanvielen die 1 keer gestoken werd.