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Eric Striker
Daily Stormer
November 8, 2016
The weaponization of the sexual impulse has been at the core of the Judaic culture war. By pushing sexuality out of the bedroom and into the limelight and adding a twist of Freudianism, Jews are able to cast defamatory suspicion upon the normal majority when it chooses to practice dissent against its unnatural top-down impositions: if you think homosexuality is vile and socially destructive, you have to be a closet case, if you oppose miscegenation it’s because you’re scared of big black dick, if you oppose feminism you have mommy issues, if you believe in restraint or moderation frowned upon by liberal capitalism, you’re “anal retentive.”
Popular culture exists purely to reinforce these ideological barbs, which are forged cohesively through the higher than average Jewish verbal IQ piercing the flesh of more reflective, substantive, well-intended idea exchanges that originally made Western societies great.
Go on Twitter and ask a Leftist to provide a moral rationale for supporting federal programs dedicated to preserving the endangered American Burying Beetle yet no such ethics in protecting an increasingly rare type of human, and usually their only reply is to talk about how you must just have a little penis.
As we all know, Freudianism is invented hocus pocus that has exactly 0 evidence behind its theories, but the stigma and prejudicing assumptions often helps in poisoning discourse. This is beginning to dissipate as more and more people find the current conditions intolerable enough to start breaking the taboos, and our ability to reflect a mirror to these Jews (as is the case with the now iconic and effective “cuckservative”) is a breakthrough in the propaganda struggle, where we are beginning to pathologize our ideological (Neo-Cons, the Cultural Marxist Left) and racial enemies (Jewry).
In the vein of fighting fire with fire, there’s a subtle way to undermine the budding upper middle class Judeo-Globalists:
By sleeping with their women.
There are few normal white men who actually believe in Cultural Marxism, most of them serve the devil because he offers money, career prospects, and of course, sex. College professor Hugo Schwyzer built a name for himself as a particularly aggressive anti-straight male “feminist ally,” yet was later exposed as being a vicious sex predator using his job teaching Women’s Studies and Pornography for Progressives classes to fish for impressionable co-eds.
Schwyzer was a skilled player who didn’t believe in his own bullshit, so he got quite a few notches in his belt as a wolf in a “This Is What A Feminist Looks Like” t-shirt. In practice, most women (including leftist and feminist women) loath the Toms and Chinos wearing bourgeois feebs who say “May I Kiss You?” on their college campuses, because in truth women’s loins are programmed by nature to ignite for territorial, willful, possessive Fascist men who dismiss every opinion and notion women have as baby-talk.
Recently, a woman from Toronto (the blandest, least worthwhile city to visit in all of North America) wrote about this problem she is having after whoring about on Tinder.
My name is Diana. I’m a 27 year-old bartender. I met this guy on Tinder about two months ago, a few days after I’d moved from Toronto to San Diego. We’d been chatting for all of a day, and we agreed to meet at a bar in downtown San Diego. We were just going to play Big Buck Hunter and have some drinks. It was very short notice. We didn’t even exchange phone numbers.
He showed up at the bar, and he was super handsome. Like, really tall—six-foot-four or something absurd. We were wearing matching leather jackets. His Triumph Bonneville was parked outside. This guy looked badass.
So we had a couple of drinks, and played a bit of Buck Hunter. A couple things came up as we were getting to know each other. I was probing a bit because I knew he was from Texas, and I wanted to find out if he was a Republican, or a bad person. (Not that the two are necessarily one and the same.) It turned out he was pro-choice and an atheist, which was good. We disagreed on gun control, because he’d served in the Marines. San Diego is a big military town, so there are a lot of those types of people around.
But the night progressed. We went out to some other bars, had some more drinks, and he invited me back to his place. I was super excited, because I was really into this guy. We hooked up, and it was incredible. There was a lot face-touching and intense eye contact. He was cool as hell. I was completely smitten.
At some point I got up and sauntered over to his bookcase, because I wanted to see what he was into. I saw a few photos, and then a David Sedaris book that I love. I asked him about the Sedaris book and he said he hadn’t read it yet. But then, right beside it, I saw a book about Donald Trump. It wasn’t The Art of the Deal or one of his how-to-succeed-in-business books. It was In Trump We Trust, by Ann Coulter. So I asked him about it. I was like, “Ha ha, this is funny.”
And he responded, “Well, actually the guy raises some valid points. Mexicans are taking our jobs.”
Meanwhile I’m a Canadian expat who just moved to America. I pointed that out and he went, “No, no. It’s different.” Why? Because I’m white and in my twenties?
He started talking disparagingly about Black Lives Matter. This entire conversation happened in five minutes, while I was frantically getting dressed to leave. I wasn’t there to argue, and I felt deeply uncomfortable.
I got a Lyft home and I thought I was done with him. The next day he messaged me on Tinder. He said, “Hope you’re still not upset over politics LOL.” I explained that it’s hard for me to remain attracted to someone whose views are so different from mine, and who believes in bigotry and xenophobia—which sucked, because the sex was amazing.
Then he said, “Not accepting other people’s beliefs is the definition of bigotry.”
So apparently it was my fault.
He sent me a “hey” message a week later, which I never replied to.
I couldn’t do it again. It feels taboo to sleep with a Trump supporter. But here’s the thing: I’ve slept with a lot of people in my life. This guy ranked in the top five. I thought maybe I’d try him again one night at 3 a.m., when I was drunk enough to overlook his political views. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
I don’t want to wake up next to a guy who blames Mexicans for his woes and thinks “bigly” is a word, no matter how handsome he is. [YEAH RIGHT – Eric Striker]
So not everyone can be a 6’4 guy on a triumph bonneville, but if you bulk up, learn a few cheesy parlor tricks, and live your life without fear, your aura will be compelling to these Millennial SJW whores. When it comes down to it, when you juxtapose power (or in the case of modern women, perception of what power means) with moral principles, they will always pick the first one.
There you can seduce them, have your way with them, then toss them back to the black rim glasses and messenger bag crowd and mock them for it. This will naturally demoralize them, just like the agreeable types raised by helicopter parents complaining that women don’t like nice guys. After a while, the type of loser who would go along with this immoral system will be converted to our side or at least go away to get gaslighted by women who secretly don’t respect them.
Trump’s Constantinian shift in American politics continues to seep into every aspect of life. There is now – even though most of the GOP’s platform is garbage – a political party where people who have testosterone are allowed to partake, much to the chagrin of Heebs and the tepid lovable losers they have promoted as controlled opposition all these years like George Will.
Men are coming back, baby. Women are starting to get used to it and they like it. AIDS Skrillex or Carl the Cuck will either be shamed into joining us, or get sex changes (and commit suicide, like every other mentally ill man with a mutilated penis).
