I am always on the right track. Or so it seems.

Recent events remind me one thing. He who is silenced is never wrong. For censorship is the way in which lies are preserved.

But in the end only truth prevails. Listen INGSOC, you think you won. You think you can take them all down. But guess what. This is bigger than you. Because the truth is evident. You could shut one or two down, you may silence a man or two. But in the end every fallen is a martyr, and every survivor a flagbearer. And I GOT my own insurance plan in case this happened.

You won’t like what is coming next, and you won’t be able to stop it. If this is the last post in this blog, know one thing. The Black sun will rise, with its crimson gaze shining down upon the deceivers, burning them and guiding the truthful ones.

You made the biggest mistake in this war, just like you did before. You are losing the culture war. Also, let the Deros know their caves will crumble.

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Wretched hag, rake your claws, and gnash your crooked teeth.

So. Recently I got a quite hilarious and vacuous threat on my personal inbox. Well done, idiot. An actual enemy acts silently.

I assumed I would get threats the moment I decided to start speaking with the truth. Good luck with that. Good luck trying to harm the Truth Seeker. You won’t be able to do so. I have been threatened by people stronger than you, smarter than you (Smart enough to not show their faces) and more sophisticated than you.

I could seek a way to harass you if I wanted to. But I am too busy making the world a better place. I will drop truth bombs no matter how many threats I get.

It is too late for threats anyway. I am used to them. This is just my third harassment campaign this year. I got more the previous one. Congrats, kiddo. You just prove me right with every attack. And since I am a law abiding citizen (Good thing I follow the laws of MY nation and not some feminist shithole), I am unconcerned with the “I reported you to muh polish” kind of threads. What can they do? Read the report and say “Oh. Another 4 chan boy. Far away from our country. Want to watch more ‘evidence’ before going on patrol?”

You can’t touch me. Too bad that means I can’t touch you either, because I have been feeling like ruining the life of one of my harassers recently and I can’t.

Well. Unless I go AWOL in the next 30 days, I already won.

I planned to post on this shit monthly believing it would be mostly truth bombs. But with enemies on the corner, I feel inspired to make my angry rants! Oh, thank you, femihag/blue-kinght muse. Thank you from the deepest of my heart for reassuring me I am right and I am saying the truth.

As Captain Picard said. THERE ARE FOUR LIGHTS!

Almond activation.

Earlier this year I found myself in a Frankenstein monster situation. I confessed my affection to someone, and a bunch of idiots came to wherever they could find me with pitchforks and torches, digital ones in case you wonder, and dragged my reputation through the mud. While she expressed no disdain for me through the ordeal and actually opposed them, eventually they have built distance between us.

As time passes I feel things might be at its worst and my only hope is either revenge or self improvement. I have chosen the later as it could improve my situation and lead to the first. Despite this, some people have even offered me to assassinate the pricks who messed with me on my behalf. Apparently because they relate to my situation enough to want to harm my enemies.

Well. The thing is… During that time I spoke to many and actually push the envelope a bit. I spoke to a man who dates a woman who is 17 years younger than him. They are happy together and actually found it outrageous that someone cockblocked me. Both stated we live in a deeply diseased society.

I also managed to get some people to confess their own experiences by sharing mine. One of the men who offered an assassination contract (And who admitted he would be new at killing) told me he went through a similar experience in his past, with a girl whose age gap was larger than the one I revealed my affection to.

And there is also this man who told me of a girl he used to babysit when she was ten, and who is still his friend. He asked her out when she became 12-13 and she rejected him, but there were no angry mobs, only a confused girl who still talks to him (His girlfriend gets really jealous because of that).

So far any man I know face to face has admitted to, at least once, during their 20s or older, to have developed certain attraction to females with a 10-20 age gap. Even more relevant, one of the men I worked with in my past, and who is already old enough to be my own father, admitted, to my face, he preferred 15 year old women over women his age or even over 30 year old women.

All these men are really decent people. Employed, economically stable (With me being the least stable) legally clean, and actually abide the laws of my country where 12 year olds are legally able to consent. None of them is a criminal, none of them has been in trouble with anyone. They are all great men, and in fact some of them are popular with women.

With all these observations, which I have chosen to leave anonymous to not bring an angry mob on these fine men. I have found my almonds activated. And understood the following factors. First, men who don’t want a man to date a younger woman oppose because they want that woman for themselves. Second, women who don’t want a man to date a younger woman oppose because they want that man for themselves.

Therefore I have established a principle to guarantee dating rules that should replace the degenerate “Half your age plus seven” rule that leads Western idiocy (And comes from the 20th century where the cucking began). The rule is as follows. Never date past 25, never date under 10, and always seek partners with an age gap between 10-20 your junior if male. In females the rule should be never date your age or younger, and NEVER date past 55, and look for a partner with an age gap between 10-20 your senior for the best possible outcomes.

Of course, there will be exceptions. You might find a young Elon Musk who is worth your time despite being just 14 years old or, in case you really have no plans to be a father, an aged up (Damn can’t think of a praiseworthy female celebrity who still lives…) who is amazing, fun, and loving despite being 40 years old and unable to produce offspring.

Now. Of course just as there are rules and exceptions, they require a rationale. The rationale is as follows. Modern teenagers in the West are a disaster due to infantilization, as well as normal delayed development in the case of males. Basically male teenagers are manchildren (Something less common in the past) and modern adult women tend to be actual roasties once they go past 20. This is the emotional rationale. There is a biological one.

Men, on average, last fertile until the age of 60. Women until the age of 40. Therefore, it is advisable to any man to seek a woman who will last fertile for as long as he does if not more, that is unless he has no interest in forming a family. Considering this fertility window we see for a man to reach the end of his fertility period at the same time as his wife, it is better to have an age gap of 20 years, than marry someone your age.

From cold, pragmatic perspective, age gaps are healthier to all parties.

A not so short reflection on social stigma and hysteria.

Anyone who knows me as a person knows me a little bit regarding my stance on eugenics. I am in favor of eugenics, of producing the best humanity can make.

But that does not mean I consider the idea of murdering disabled people an option. I actually hope they could be helped overcome their disabilities through technology and science.

Still I have an aversion for mentally disabled people, which fortunately has diminished a bit recently. Why? Well. There are a few people with what seems to be Down’s syndrome or another mental disability in my neighborhood among my new neighbors. Some are adults (Past puberty) others are children (Before puberty) and as such they act differently to people their age.

What I noticed that made me lose some of my aversion to them is that I noticed how they interact with other people, and also something that made me realize my aversion was partly learned and unfair.

Ever since I began to take the red pill, and then what male sexualists call loli pill, which I refer to as crimson pill (Referring to a deeper shade fo red than the red pill), I began to study my own mind and figure out which things I learned to hate despite not being harmed by them. One fo them was of course mentally disabled people.

With that in mind once I noticed the ones in my community I took the chance to study their behavior. Yes, it is abnormal and it is true that I still avoid them a bit. But I noticed one of the origins of my aversion, and therefore once unjust hatred, was the way their own parents treat them.

Yes. What i am saying is parenting sucks because parents suck. Many parents actually harm their children, and that is the case with children born with disabilities.

The primary example of harm, which is actually enacted by most parents, is that they overprotect them. Using the argument of “They are disabled, weak, and won’t be able to interact with normal people” they isolate these children for a long time, stunting their already damaged growth and also making people see them negatively due to them not being used to these flawed specimens.

This is also something parents of normal children do to them when regarding adults because “Adults are dangerous.” and therefore prevent them from the benefit of interacting with people who don’t see the world the same way they do. Even worse, they spread that into maturity by extending adulthood into arbitrary numerals (Puberty should be the mark of adulthood, regardless of age). Which contributes to our current state of affairs as a society in the West.

Now. This is something almost all parents do to an extent. But there is something more pernicious that is common with parents of disabled children but rare with the rest.

They treat their children with scorn and resent. They chastise them for everything, hide them out of shame, prevent them from interacting with others, and even might keep their existence a secret out of shame.

It is terrible to realize part of my disdain for disabled people came from how their own parents treat them. Yes. I know they are, in fact, a sort of burden, especially if they can’t do anything on their own. And I would rather not have a disabled child. But if you do not feel like carrying that burden, why carry it only to abuse them? That is simply detestable.

No. You are not selfless and heroic for taking in a child with a disability and act with cruelty and resent. No, you are not sacrificing yourself. You are choosing to be abusive. You could put that child into adoption, or seek another way to not carry with something that clearly you detest.

Of course many parents of disabled children are on the first, overprotective category, and they actually love their children. But the scornful parents are one of the origins of social stigma on disabled people.

It is time we take a break from the tedious life we go through and see the origins of social stigma and rejection on things. Figure out what is going on, where it came from, and whether it is fair or not. And be ready to actually pull out a middle finger or two to many parents, including yours, since most of the time they are to blame for unjust social stigma falling on harmless, or entirely normal folks. The example I exposed is proof of it.

Rebranding.

It has been a while since I actively posted here. My life went to hell in a handbasket several times. But now I will try to shift the topics and themes to something more intellectually useful. Spreading knowledge. As my old History Fun Fact section displayed, I would love to spread knowledge, and debunk lies and myths made up by imbeciles with a degree.

I changing the blog’s name and focusing on a different style. I got little detail, but you will have so much fun with what I have planned. Now I am here to stay, at least for as long as possible.