Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Is Misogyny Justifed?

Misogyny can be defined as either the hatred of women OR the lack of trust of women. Feminists tend to view it as the former only when they attempt to shame rational men, but it more commonly is simple lack of trust.

I am a misogynist and without apology. However, I am very fond of certain women that I choose to have in my life. What gives?

We first must understand that at a very basic level, women are programmed by nature and social conditioning to dispossess men of resources in whatever way they can.

-Some women use wiles and attraction to prompt men to willingly use or give resources to women (ie marriage).

-Some women engage in "damseling" to ignite the rescuer impulse in men (I lost my cellphone on my date with you! Oh, honey let me buy you a brand new one!).

-Some women shame men into buying them drinks as a gauge for future resource grabs.

-Some women accept money or gifts for sex (prostitution and Sugar Baby activity).

-Some women befriend men at work so the willingly men take on the women's work for a fake hint of sexual favors later.

-Some women strategically pull legal levers against men in the form of fake or frivolous lawsuits to strong-arm monetary settlements or judgments from men (EEO complaints and divorce).

-Some women nag, stress-out, hen-peck their men into an early grave, or they procure the killings of their husbands for insurance money and resource grabs.

-Some women bat their eyelashes and repeat how much they like something to trigger the, "Let me get that for your dear" impulse in men.

You get the point......

Women, with the aid of the state and other men, want what you have to offer. And some will use passive means to get it and others more active means. This is their primal charge in life.

With this in mind, misogyny (in the context of lack of trust) is morally justified even in the face of feminist screams of, "You're a misogynist pig who hates women!" which is nothing but an attempt to put you on the defensive and prove otherwise to gain female approval/potential sexual access.

This is not to deny the existence of exceptional women who have the intellect and grit to override this female imperative, but as we know exceptions cannot disprove what is generally true.

The man who generally "trusts" women, is either a fool or a future man-slave in the making.

If you are not a misogynist (in the lack of trust sense), you had better be one soon before you are eventually duped like most men.

Read more about this in Esther Vilar's groundbreaking book, "The Manipulated Man." It will change your life.

Sunday, July 2, 2017

Banning Islam Is The Only Solution

Modern life in the West now includes the ever present threat of Islamic attacks.  Although Islam, as a quasi-religion, enjoys protections under the guise of religion, it is an ideology pure and simple.  Nazism and Communism never enjoyed the unfettered and unassailable existence that Islam currently does.  That is why a new paradigm is needed: The banning of Islam from the West.

Currently political leadership in the West, with the exception of President Trump, are not yet able to get their minds around the only solution to Islamic terror wreaking havoc in polite society.  So this will be a long and painful process.  As more and more carnage piles up in the streets of the West, people will become more and more angry with the lack of effective action on the part of their leaders.  They will vote out the Angela Merkels and Emmanuel Macron's for pragmatic leaders who will wage effective wars against the Islamic incursion.

One country will have to take the lead and simply ban Islam and the rest will follow.  This ban of Islam will likely come from an Eastern European nation like Czech Republic or Hungary and this will set off a cascading trend among other Western nations.  The major Western powers will be the last to make these changes due to their tendancy towards politically correct brainwashing, but the changes will occur.

Predictably , this will set off a massive explosion of violence in societies with significant Islamic populations and wars of Islamic purging will be the result.

The problem of Islamic terrorism is but the latest offensive of the Neo-Ottoman's who want to retake the world.  They failed in the past and they will likely fail again, but the West needs to prepare itself for the fight that is coming.  That means:

-Acknowledging Islam as an existential threat.
-Banning additional Muslims from immigrating into the West.
-Banning Islamic activity as national security threats.
-Neutralizing recalcitrants Islamists in the West.
-Requiring Westernization of all Muslims as a requirement for residence in the West.

Buckle yourselves in folks, the process will be bloody, protracted, and fierce, but it will take place and the West is very likely to prevail.

Spread the word: Ban Islam in the West and banish all Muslims from the West!  Our survival depends upon it.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

I'm Baaaaaaack!

To All My Readers:

My apologies for not posting on this blog for so long.  At the time the blog was active, I held a sensitive government position.  BUT NOW I'M RETIRED!!!!

I plan on posting here periodically again because the things I predicted several years ago are coming to fruition.

I hope you all are doing well and continuously preparing for the Decline in America.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Is Syria Putting Us On the Verge of World War III?

The Obama administration has announced that airstrikes on Syria are a possibility.  In case that does not strike you as troublesome, consider the implications that such simple "airstrikes" could be the shot across the bow that triggers WWIII.

In case you were not aware, Russia prefers to keep the Assad Regime in place for reasons that range from financial to the fear of the alternative.  Iran has also pledged to defend Assad at all costs.  So if you think the possibility of Russia and Iran against the US, Israel, and a few other nations constitutes a good bet, think again.

Obama is being cajoled by his new feminist UN Ambassador Samantha Power and his new feminist National Security Adviser Susan Rice who, ironically, never had to risk life and limb in combat due to their status as females.  Nonetheless, these two might just succeed in convincing the President to spark World War III.

With the economic doldrums weighing down the US, a world war might prove to be the undoing of this nation.  Domestic strife would ensue and the US would suffer the same fate as the former Soviet Union, death by imperial and military debt.  Russia has bounced back nicely given the autocratic pragmatism of Putin, but the US could not given our democratic gridlock and corporate supremacy in politics.

Our forefathers specifically warned us against the dangers of "foreign entanglements" yet we find a way to fall into these quagmires again and again and again.

Stay tuned for how this all plays out.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Americans Renoucing Citizenship In Record Numbers

Wall Street Journal Article

The number of U.S. taxpayers renouncing citizenship or permanent-resident status surged to a record high in the second quarter, as new laws aimed at cracking down on overseas assets increase the cost of complying and the risk of a taxpayer misstep.

A total of 1,130 names appeared on the latest list of renunciations from the Internal Revenue Service, according to Andrew Mitchel, a tax lawyer in Centerbrook, Conn., who tracks the data. That is far above the previous high of 679, set in the first quarter, and more than were reported in all of 2012.
Taxpayers aren't required to explain the move, but experts said the recent rise is likely due to tougher laws and enforcement  "The IRS crackdown on U.S. taxpayers living abroad seems to be having an effect," said Mr. Mitchel. The IRS declined comment. Lags in reporting renunciations might mean that many who appeared on the current list made the move months earlier. Taxpayers who renounced can be subject to an exit tax, and people who renounced last year may have avoided higher taxes on capital gains and income that went into effect in 2013.
The U.S. is rare in that all income earned by citizens and permanent residents, even those living abroad, can be subject to U.S. tax, according to Bryan Skarlatos, a New York lawyer. The U.S. also confers citizenship on people who are born on American soil.

The U.S. launched the tax crackdown after the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, and ratcheted up its efforts after 2009, amid evidence that UBS AG UBSN.VX 0.00% and other foreign institutions helped U.S. taxpayers hide assets.  Some taxpayers have applied for IRS limited-amnesty programs, in which they pay stiff penalties for past noncompliance but avoid prosecution.  Tax lawyers say the crackdown has ensnared smaller violators who weren't intentionally evading U.S. taxes. In addition, a law enacted in 2010, the Foreign Account Tax Compliance Act, or Fatca, requires foreign financial institutions to certify they aren't hiding U.S. taxpayer assets, which lawyers say is leading some to reject U.S. customers.
Taxpayer penalties for failing to report assets can be severe, including up to 50% of an account balance for each year.

The web of rules is "overly burdensome," said Jeffrey Neiman, a former federal prosecutor who led the 2009 UBS case, which resulted in the bank's agreeing to a $780 million settlement. He now is a lawyer in private practice in Fort Lauderdale, Fla. "You basically find yourself in this continuous nightmare."
The cost of complying with various rules and regulations can be steep even for people with small tax bills.
Carol Tapanila, who moved to Canada more than 40 years ago and is now retired, renounced her citizenship in November and appeared on the current list. She says her U.S. taxes amounted to about $250 last year and she didn't take the step to avoid paying them.  Legal and accounting fees and other costs of making sure she was in compliance in recent years have added up to nearly $40,000, says Ms. Tapanila. "It is nothing but stress."

Expatriation can also be costly, requiring that taxpayers prove they have properly paid five years' taxes, among other things.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

America, We're Number 27!

Goodbye To My American Dream

This is what one young lady born in Trinidad has to say about her decision to leave America.  I think she is right on the mark and a courageous woman to speak out on this issue.

 Goodbye To My American Dream, By Tiffanie Drayton
On the day of college graduation, I told my friends and family the news: I was leaving the country I had lived in since childhood.  “I just need a change,” I told them, but they knew there was more. Was it some romance gone awry, they wondered? Some impulsive response to a broken heart? And I was running from heartbreak. My relationship with the United States of America is the most tumultuous relationship I have ever had, and it ended with the heart-rending realization that a country I loved and believed in did not love me back.

Back in the ’90s, my mother brought me from our home in the Caribbean islands to the U.S., along with my brother and sister. I was 4 years old. She worked as a live-in nanny for two years, playing mommy for white kids whose parents had better things to do. She took trips to the Hamptons and even flew on a private jet to California as “the help.” My mom didn’t believe that nanny meant maid, but she did whatever was asked of her, because she was thirsty. She had a thirst that could only be quenched by the American dream. One day, she thought, her children would be educated. One day, they might have nannies of their own.

That was our path. Get a “good education.” When the neighborhoods with quality schools became too expensive for my mom to afford as a single parent with three kids, we traversed the United States with GreatSchools.net as our compass. New Jersey, elementary school: decent, mostly Hispanic school, even though my gifted and talented program was predominantly Indian. Texas, middle school: “Found a great school for you guys,” my mom said while rain poured into our car through the open windows where the straps of our mattresses were tied down. It had an “A” grade and was 70 percent white. Florida, high school: “Hey, Tiffanie, you should have this egg. It’s the only brown one like you!” my classmate told me during AP biology. Philadelphia, Hawaii, North, South, East, West. Car, U-Haul, Greyhound, plane, train. New York City, private university: “I really want to write an essay on being the gentrifier,” one courageous young man pitched in a journalism class. I was one of only two people who were disturbed.

For a long time I survived by covering myself in the labels I’d accumulated over the years.  I plastered each one to my body with super glue as if they were Post-It note reminders that I was someone.  Sports fanatic (hot pink). Feminist, beautiful, writer, comedian, fashionista, friend (fuchsia, yellow, blue, purple, red, green). I hid behind them; they were my only shields.

Green covered my eyes when a childhood friend’s family banged down my front door and demanded their daughter get out of the house full of blacks. Blue protected my heart when my black peers ostracized my enjoyment of complete, complex sentences. Yellow blocked my ears when whispers floated through the air at my ex-white-American boyfriend’s home like haunted ghosts: I can’t believe he is dating a black girl. The words passed like a gentle breeze barely creating flutter.‬

I existed right there on the fringe of ugly, ignorant and uncultured. Black but not black enough for my positive attributes to be justified. “Where are you from?” potential dates asked when they met me. “I am from Trinidad and Tobago,” I said. “Oh, that’s why you are so beautiful and exotic — I knew you couldn’t be all black.”

“Black people don’t really  know how to swim,” my co-worker once told me when I worked as a swim instructor at my neighborhood’s pool. “What about me?” I asked. “Oh, you aren’t black. You’re from Trinidad,” she said.

“The black children don’t like to read very much,” I overheard one librarian discussing with another while I sat down reading a book a couple feet away. They passed right by me with smiles.
I was the model minority — absent, yet present. The yardstick to which other minorities were measured.  If I could finish high school and college, why couldn’t so many African-American people find their way out of their hoods and pull themselves up by their bootstraps? If I could speak English without using a single ebonic slang, why do others call themselves “niggas”? If I managed to make it through 23 years without contracting an STD or getting pregnant, why do black women have the highest statistical risk of disease and teenage motherhood? Daddy America looked to me to prove that he did something right. After all, one of his children turned out all right. The others must simply be problem kids.

I survived because I was never able to make America my home. I never watched my childhood neighborhood become whitened by helicopter lights in search of criminals or hipsters in search of apartments. No state, city or town has been a mother to me, cradling generations of my family near her bosom, to then be destroyed by unemployment or poverty. No school system had the time or opportunity to relegate me to “remedial,” “rejected” or “unteachable.” I never accepted the misogynistic, drug-infested, stripper-glamorizing, hip-hop culture that is force-fed to black youths through square tubes. I am not a product of a state of greatness but a byproduct of emptiness.

In that empty, dark space I found my blackness. I stripped myself of the labels, painfully peeling them off one by one. Beneath them there is a wounded, disfigured colored woman who refuses to be faceless anymore, remain hidden any longer. My face may be repulsive to some since it bears proof that race continues to be a problem.

Still, I count myself lucky. Where my open cuts remain, eventually scars will take their place and those scars will fade with time. For many, their wounds will never heal. Gunshots bore coin-size holes into their chests that will never close. Their chained wrists and ankles will continue to bruise. Their minds have collapsed under the weight of a failed education system.

I was already back in Trinidad and Tobago when the Trayvon Martin verdict came down last week. I wasn’t surprised, but I was speechless. My hope is that it will force Americans to reexamine their “post-racial” beliefs. A friend of mine posted on my Facebook page, “You made the right choice.” I think I did, too.
I have found freedom by leaving the land of the free.

Tiffanie Drayton is a freelance writer and graduate of The New School University. She hopes to one day return to an equal and racially tolerant America.