Here’s the deal, my folksy folks: meme articles are the most popular articles. So now I’m slipping stuff I think is important into meme articles. Of course, you can click “page down” a few times if you don’t care about these materials. But I advise at least trying this one. It is a pre thankfulness article. Tomorrow, we will be thankful. (NOTE: actually later today technically. Fell asleep at the desk again. You people have no idea the kind of work I’m putting in this TV Show while also finishing my paid projects.)
OFFICIAL AI-RELATED ANNOUNCEMENT (PRE-MEME ARTICLE):
I mess around with a lot of different AIs, constantly. I’m obsessed with them. This annoucnement should actualluy be that this is a bigger bubble than the dot com by a lot and though I know nothing about economics, I think when it pops it is going to be something significantly worse than the 2008 crisis. I hear different numbers, but a huge percentage of this economy is now dumb AI speculation, all based on this AGI bullshit. I have no idea how that is going to affect crypto, which is the only thing I care about.
I am fully divested from AI. Nb4 “you can’t use a fucking VISA card to buy a theme for your website but you can invest in AI?” – yes, and it isn’t your business. Point it:I am totally out of all of it. This is not financially advice. I am literally just describing my own behavior, which many people are interested in. Nick Fuentes, for instance, is very interested in my impregnation of hookers of various races. (Primarily Asian and Slavic, though I repeat myself, but also allegedly a Libyan chick who claims DNA tests are against Islam and sent me a bizarre translation of a Fatwa about how camels have sex. You might be thinking “yeah but isn’t being a hooker against Islam too, how strict can she be?” and actually this is very interesting: at the Islamic brothel, an imam is at the door and performs a wedding and then divorces you on the way out. People ask me if I’ve ever been married, and I say “yeah, a lot” and they give me a crooked glance and say “how many times?” and I say “I don’t know, probably like at least 60 or 7o, less than 100 probably.”)
To be fair to El panzón paranoico que se cree el centro del universo, I am equally interested in his pregnancies, or rather, the lackthereof. I maybe went a bit overboard, from the time I left “child support” soil. “Impregnanting as many hookers as possible” is obviously not great behavior. De Oga Fuentes was using this as blackmail. As soon as he made the blackmail threat I demanded he reveal it all, whatever it was, then instead of revealing it, he just acted like I’d said nothing, and kept talking about how he had blackmail, so I started suggesting things it could be, including that thing with the dozens of hooker babies, then he put this in his chat and one of his mugus came at me with it and I was like: “Yeah my dude, I already said that, plus I’d said it here and there since the site started. How do you think I had sex with like at least 2,000 hookers and never had any pregnancies? Do you believe people use condoms if the girl seems clean? Because I have never in my life heard of someone who thinks ‘meh, she seems clean’ using a condom on this clean seeming hooker. Nb4 ‘the girl makes you,’ any man who doesn’t know how to surreptitiously slip off a condom has no right to call himself a man. Furthermore, this could all be a joke. Who knows? You, my poor mugu, get chopped like a thesaurus in a woodchipper, you know less than a rat stuck in a WiFi experiment, and your master, na who dey chop, appears to know less than most of his mugus, he is simply an expert chopper, hence earning the title ‘El Chopo’ (get it, it’s like ‘El Chapo.’ I had to explain that to you because when a man fall mugu, him brain dey collect palm oil). You would also have to be bordering on braindeath to not ask yourself if I was actually purposefully feeding Fuentes disinformation, because as soon as that shit with Big Tech happened [deep lore], I never trusted the Oga Panzón de Mugu.”
It really means nothing. For my pregnancies. His are another question. Why are there none?
Baba Pendejo de Mugu claims he never engaged in any sort of sexual activity, which is very difficult to believe. The “I’m just a really strict Christian” thing simply makes zero sense given the level of ethics we see from this guy. I have very rarely had sex with non-hookers, because I do feel guilty about it. But in terms of Christian ethics, fornication is simply fornication, there is no difference between a sexual financial transaction and “casual sex” (a new type of sex invented by the boomers where the woman doesn’t charge cash and instead charges your soul), assuming neither party is married and the girl is not a virgin.
I have recently made a big push to stop my fornication. The issue is, it is not actually about sex for me. I mean, it’s not about the dopamine from the sexual congress. It is about feeling a human connection. I have very little of this in my life. Because of my line of work, and the consequences a real nigga faces when he deos this work, I am separated forever from my family. I have some friends. But you know, friends are… I don’t know really what friends are. It’s a complex issue. I will write about it sometime soon. It is something I’ve changed my views on. I used to believe you could form a truly deep relationship with another man. Although this is possible, technically, it is very rare, and it is generally men you grew up with. That is, men you knew when you were prepubescent. So prostitution gives me a bit of real human connection.
I heard E. Michael Jones say once that he thinks people get into pornography because there is very little beauty in the environments of urban hellscapes, and a woman’s body is something beautiful. I think this is totally wrong. If it was true, you could just watch nature documentaries on that movie where Leo fights the bear, whatever that boring ass shit was called. But pornography is not about sex. It is about dopamine. “Gooning” as they call it, which is masturbating for an extended period of time (potentially for hours, at least much longer than you would have real sex) can release something like fentanyl levels of dopamine. They’ve shown that this method of pornography use forms the same neural pathways as opioids and other drugs. So I do not agree with the “people want to view beauty” theory, especaily since we are talking about hardcore porn. But I do agree it is not about sex, and I can relate this “getting something you need spiritually from something real in the wrong way” to my experiences with prostitutes.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Another holiday I will be without my family. I have often joked about the ridiculousness of the concept of paying for an hour with a prostitute, because sex only takes 3-5 minutes. However, I sometimes do take the hour. Her job is to be nice to you. They all tell me I have beautiful eyes and ask me why I am so sad. I tell them life is sad. They disagree and tell me life should be happy and that I should find my happiness. I tell them I think the only happiness is with family and I cannot see my family. They say “awww.” And say “I will be your family” and squeeze their arms around me. This happens virtually every time, or has for several years. Yes, I am that fucked up, and yes, it is even more fucked up that I will tell this kind of deeply personal thing to everyone in the world, leaving it on a permanent record. It liberates me. Secrets weigh on me terribly. Further, I can’t be blackmailed, to the dismay of of Oga Bobo. The man who blackmails, tells vulnerable high schoolers asking deeply personal questions for advice to kill themselves. And on and on. But keeps his pecker dry.
“The threat of blackmail” is a kind of misnomer, or perhaps you would say it is redundant, because blackmail is a threat. When Fuentes repeatedly suggested that if I were to go after him, he would release secret information on me, he was engaging in a moral sin. Blackmail is a grave sin, and he did it with full knowledge of the gravity, and he did it deliberately. In terms of the level of offense, the only difference between blackmail and fornication is that blackmail is illegal. Seriously, I could have him criminally charged. And does anyone think he repented? I confess every time I engage in fornication. I confess all sorts of things. My priest rushes me. He says “brother, you don’t have to say every little thing, and some of these are not even sins.” Can you imagine that Fuentes went in the box and confessed for blackmailing me? He blackmailed over and over again, so there was no remorse, and apparently no interest in the fact that this is a sin… but he won’t have sex? He is in a position where he could be pulling ultra super model level girls whenever, and he resists that. This is saint level behavior. But he blackmails people, blackmails me, the man he owes his entire career to. He knowingly lies and misleads people, spreads gibberish, got a bunch of people sent to prison by telling them to “take the Capitol,” but he ain’t get his dick wet?
I’m interested, because it appears he is indeed a homosexual. I think we should interview Lolisocks. I always thought Lolisocks was a funny guy, but he did fuck trannies, so I mean, I’m not trying to buddy around with him. Fuentes is claiming to be a true Catholic leader of a for-profit revolutionary movement. (Please just think on that term for a bit. Think about Pol Pot in the jungle screaming at men throwing bodies into a mass grave while flipping through a luxury furniture catalog. No wonder the Mugu Carnicero hates Fight Club.)
It is a matter of the public interest if he is indeed a homosexual. Personally, I think it is obvious that he is, but it is also possible or indeed probable that he is non-practicing. And I respect a non-practicing homosexual. He effectively admitted this. People might misinterpreted that infamous clip. He says you have to have engaged in a sexual act to be gay or straight. Clearly, he is justifying to himself that he is not gay because he has not engaged in gay sex. I believe he probably does find it repulsive, but is driven to it. This is the case with a lot of homosexuals.
But we are really on a tangent here.
I noted that it was not financial advice, but I am 100% out of AI and I have no idea what this bubble pop is going to do to crypto. Or whatever else. I mentioned this because an AI, unprompted, called me “Serious Internet Person™.” The full sentence was “Alright, Serious Internet Person™, let’s lock this down.” I am thinking of having this printed on my business cards. Currently, my cards say “Chairman Wang, CEO of Pangolin Pie” and have a picture of Charles Bronson from Death Wish saying “Go Ahead, Make My Pie.” I’ve been told that it is confusing, because it implies my business is that people hire me so they can make pies for me.
What if I put Lawnmower Man saying “Alright, Serious Internet Person™, let’s lock this down”? That way I am informing the potential customer that I will help him lock something down, which could imply all sorts of different things. I am also complimenting the potential customer on his serious internet behavior, as well as indicating that I have trademarked this term.
That was sort of a dark intro. I’m cutting the rest of this article. I’ll maybe post it later. But I want to do a happy Thanksgiving thing tomorrow [update: later today. see above. fell asleep at desk again]. And I think that is enough dark for the darkness before the dawn of Thankfulness.
I have to be the leader of the Fuentes criticism. No one else is going to do it correctly. There is no one real to do anything. I like a lot of Tucker’s stuff. But he has a weird agenda. I forgot about Thanksgiving this week, since I don’t have family with me. The last couple years I was in another country staying with some people and cooking. This year I will just go to some American hotel with Turkey. Do you know how many hotels are owned by Mormons? People will say “Mormons are like Jews,” but that is really lazy and barely even means anything, because… wait, no, I’m not going into that.
I also like Candy’s stuff. Why does no one call her that? Candace is a nice enough name, but it feels like people she’s close with should call her Candy. If she was my wife, I would call her Candy. Except no I wouldn’t, because if I wouldn’t call her anything, because I wouldn’t speak, because I would be dead, because if I married a nigger, even a lovely one like Candy, I would an hero. Anyway, if anyone is legit it’s her. But she’s not legit enough to give up the money. That’s the issue. This money thing, man. It just doesn’t work to have a society where all power is money. After the Tucker-Vance 2028 project, which will probably be three articles, I have another big thing planned about the probability (nigh certainty) that it is impossible for a person who acts on morals to have a huge amount of money, meaning that in a capitalist system, it is impossible for a moral person to have serious power. At least, if you do not have an authoritarian state. In an authoritarian state, where the state is above all else (hopefully with a two headed eagle), you can have a moral power. And… okay again, not going there. 2,000 word opening for a meme post is enough.
Oh. But I’m doing the money thing again.
Monero:
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Public addresses for people doing their own security:
BTC:
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ETH:
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SOL:
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The way to get private address so I can handle security:
Session App (download), copy this code:
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Or scan this QR:
Email:
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Contact me there, I will give you a clean address. And yes, you can use those addresses again. Or you can request a new one. But the addresses are good forever.
Also, if you sent a request a while ago and I never replied, please send again. I mean before last week. My box is so full. And I don’t check it. That is how stupid I am with money. People try to send it to me and I don’t even bother to help them do it until I am completely broke. I know this is strange to some. But hey. Whatever.
This donation drive is not really going very well so far. I guess it’s because not that many people are reading the site. I mean, that shouldn’t be totally surprising lol. And I get that I’m asking for money while not doing nearly as much work. But a whole lot of work is coming. I just need to bridge the gap here.
Plus, I mean… I did give you a lot of work. I didn’t ruin my life for you, I did that for me. I don’t really know why. Honestly, I think the Holy Spirit, my Guardian Angel, Saint Michael himself, some force from God, sent me on this mission.
The reality is, someone had to do this. Someone had to leave America. You can’t be in America and do anything that matters. There is opposition, but it is necessarily controlled opposition. Because they can silence you. They can kill you. I think that is a big part of what happened to Charlie Kirk. I don’t think it was “oh he’s starting to go against Israel, kill him.” I think it is more like “let’s make it clear what happens if you go against Israel.” Whatever it is, it’s not what they’re telling you. And there is literally only one guy who is saying it is what they are telling you.
One guy.
And not just saying “oh I think the official story makes sense, but people should be able to ask questions.” He is saying that anyone who questions it is a Russian agent. And he is attacking them. Saying no one can question Israel. And he is fucking everywhere. He will probably hit 8 figures this year. You people don’t understand the kind of money that is involved. What these crypto donations can be.
Tucker is the big boss. He runs the alternative media. And he is partners with Vance. But I think he’s got a lot of good stuff, he’s got that Crooks documentary, but with Vance, I mean, my friends still live in Ohio and one sent me this photo taken while he was taking a shit at Target…
That is the big story I’ve got coming. I am playing this up. I have so much written. Probably over 40,000 words. That 40,000 will need cut to about 15,000, and then we will need another 40,000 to get cut to 15,000, making three 10,000 word pieces.
I’m just going to publish it when it’s done. I’m not sure when that will be. I still have the response to the criticisms of the big anti-Fuentes article, which needs a few updates, because so much of what I said has played out. That’s kinda why I waited. Aside from my hatred of editing. But I’ll probably put that out, then start publishing the Tucker-Vance-Silicon Valley series.
This is literally the response from mugus to insults against the master:
“You’ve changed” is the best. I’m like “aside from no longer appreciating your master, how did I change?” They say “you’re not funny anymore.” Then I cry and cut myself and try to call to order balloons but they’re like “sir, you’re going to have to call back when you’re not crying so hard, we can’t tell the kinds of balloons you want other than Spongebob and Labubu. Like, sir, Batman wouldn’t marry Wonder Woman, we don’t have that balloon.”
Of course I wanted Batman marrying Catwoman, a balloon they must have.
Here’s another teaser: Fuentes was obsessed with Peter Thiel, but he wasn’t saying anything that mattered at all. He was constantly talking about Bronze Age Pervert, who no one had ever heard of. If you read Thiel’s writings, you find Straussianism. Honestly, that alone might need another 10-10-15,000 words. Thiel would have wanted someone attacking him. And Nick is really not very good at doing these missions. You saw how badly he fucked up that whole “Russia is the real Israel” thing. Just created a completely nonsensical mess no one could possibly follow. He would do endless hours about Peter Thiel and not talk about anything that mattered, simply talk endlessly about these Twitter accounts no one has ever even heard of, talking about how Thiel funds them. This creates anti-Thiel background noise. It would be like if someone pretended to be really short and really sensitive about it in order to control the criticism of them. Someone could even invent some insane story about having dozens of bastard children, and then spread it by manipulating a 104 IQ Mexican into thinking it was a weak point.
It’s… it’s all very big. And… that is the end of that preview.
Editor’s Pick of the Week:
Official Runner-Up:
(I know those are both old. But they feel fresh to me and I am the judge. Memes are not a democracy.)
Also some other notable memes which may inspire relevance…
Friendly Reminder That by Mid-2027, the single adjective we have left in the English language will be “fucking.”
I used to love a good f bomb. Now I actively try to avoid them as often as possible. When I use them now, people either think “he’s being funny or he’s mad.” (I’m talking about in real life in speech. In writing I still do use it profusely because that is just how people write.)
This is okay:
But it’s not just CVs. What is the most insane is that it is college papers. Students are turning in papers written by AI to teachers who grade them with AI. The AI grader marks down the other AI for hallucinating. But that’s all.
Speaking of broke-ass tech, the internet of things was always a bad idea. Maybe making a single controller that controls your TV and your heating/cooling and your… whaever else, was a good idea, but making new controllers for things and putting them all on the internet was idiotic, and when it’s all programmed by Indians…
Is this one about the Israeli ass-ramming scandal?
They didn’t ass-jam them with a banana. Amazing Atheist did that. (Imagine that is what everyone thinks of you for the rest of your life? I only think that and that he lost weight. He made money, but this is what I say with De La Oga: at what cost?)
Separately from ass jamming though, I’m sure the IDF did trick Palestinianas into slipping on banana peels. Have you seen those guys in masks yelling about how they are proud they ass-jammed that dude? Imagine if there was a separate team of guys in masks yelling like that to cheering crowsds talking bout how they were proud of tricking Palestinians into slipping on banana peels like in an Abbot and Costello moive.
By the way, did you know that Costello from that duo was Elvis Costello’s dad?
No I’ joking I just made that up. But now that I’m thinking of it, I should probably AI it.
Am I now just explaining memes?
Anyway, I’m out of time, this is like, midnight on Thanksgiving, so you are going to read this on the day instead of the before day. I fell asleep at my desk again. But remember: a happier one is coming soon.
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