Yesterday Tara McCarthy went on an histrionic rant with the backing of all the big name e-skanks on Twitter, demanding the usual feminist shakedown of a code of conduct and obligatory white knighting in the defense of everything that is female and opposes migration, regardless of any other negative behaviors they may exhibit.

Update: screenshots are from the archive. She’s locked her feed.

Firstly, anonymous posters are some of our best. Attacking people for being anonymous and trolling is an instant tell that you have no ground to stand on. I know expecting women to know something is a big ask, but please educate yourself on the hundreds of years of history that pseudonymous trolling is steeped in.

As usual, these women are courting the support of highly respectable men from the older generation with vague claims of “harassment” without actually defining what harassment actually means.

I am surprised that Alt Right women are harassed, and haven't witnessed any of it personally. But harassment of women has to end. It would be great to see more women at Alt Right events, and having more women would attract more men. https://t.co/IEJrOcXwZ9

— Kevin MacDonald (@TOOEdit) December 3, 2017

This furious demand didn’t come out of nowhere. Something precipitated it which heralds the absolute end of their subversive schemes. As it turns out, Lauren Southern is a coal burner.

It all started with a cleverly worded tweet featuring photos of her former boyfriend, phrased perfectly to bait a reply from Lauren Southern.

Why Lauren hates muslims… she used to date one LOL pic.twitter.com/ZAu20Z215l

— kali (@lilnazbol) December 3, 2017

Lauren took the bait, and responded with a justification of her coal burning with a BASED Trump voting nigger!

She deleted the Tweet, but the damage was done. Not only does everyone now know she’s a coal burner, they know that she isn’t even remorseful about it because hey he voted Trump so it’s totally cool right guys? The whole community is piling onto her and telling her what they think of her and all the skanks are collectively freaking out and closing ranks over this, demanding an end to the “harassment” problem. They’re all putting themselves on the highly precarious raft of her miscegenation as it crosses the hazardous seas of public Internet spectacle.

It’s time to sink this boat of filthy undesirables before it reaches our shores and ruins our Internet society.

Real talk: the only reason that Tara McCarthy and all the other e-skanks would want to close ranks on this issue is that they’ve also been gigantic whores who likely got defiled by niggers. One can simply look at McCarthy and know that she’s in her thirties and unmarried and has all the misadventures of any other woman in that situation. I’ve seen some stuff on /pol/ showing that someone looking a whole lot like her was kept in a wealthy man’s home and passed around. You can see the fear in their eyes as they go into a frenzy over this. They are scared to death of their many years of extreme sexual impropriety destroying men’s sexual desire for them, which is the only reason they have a presence in this thing at all.

Those cosplay pictures above are when Southern was actually somewhat attractive with a viable sexual marketplace value. Instead of using those brief years to choose a white mate and begin a family as any woman of reasonable breeding would, she dedicated them to coal burning. As promiscuity, especially of the coal burning variety, takes a severe toll on the physique of women, she is now 22 and she looks worse than well-behaved women do in their thirties.

Lauren was finished whoring herself out to niggers when her SMV got too low to capture their attention and mind share. As an afterthought (and perhaps as an intentional mockery of you) she pivoted into a new market where she found the pastures greener: thirsty and naive right wing millennial men. Despite her rapidly declining looks and total absence of political convictions and personal virtues, all she had to do was parrot slightly right of center rhetoric and men lined up to fawn over her.

You see, when people send money to women like Lauren Southern they are not doing it because of the value of any of their contributions to the cause. They are doing it because there is a deep seated desire amongst all men to be a good provider for a woman. Internet thots are aware of the insane power of this instinct and use it to procure resources from you at no cost to themselves. That instinct in a sane civilization is a virtuous thing, as it would make you a fit provider for a wife who was your property. Here in clown world, it has you digitally throwing dollar bills at a hooker that doesn’t even suck you off afterwards.

You think I’m lying? You think this is a joke? Here’s an actual quote from Lauren Southern’s book:

I don’t masturbate to anime characters. I dress up like them and guys masturbate to me.

She is entirely conscious of what she is and what she is doing. Her entire existence is a manufactured attempt to sexually manipulate good-hearted and decent men into giving her money and becoming her tools of political advancement.

I can’t be the only one that notices her IRL events have the dynamics of a porn shoot.

The collective community of dissident Internet meme nationalism that is comprised of Daily Stormer, TRS, and /pol/ became something of value and influence for one reason only: a total monopoly on the truth. Nobody else is honest about the entirety of the world. This campaign of attempting to shut down well justified criticism under the guise of “harassment” is essentially an attempt to cover our only asset in fuel oil and toss a burning match onto it. We are going to continue to have a monopoly on the truth, whores be damned. If you disagree with telling the truth about whores and kikes you are not a part of this movement. You don’t belong here. Get out, you garbage heap slut.

Traditional European civilization had a remarkable number of tools for dealing with skanks like these. Harlots were usually treated to some lashing in the stocks. They were then left in them for a number of days where family members had to watch their asses or leave them freely to be penetrated by members of the public, and due to being bound facing forward they’d have no idea who was responsible when that happened. People would also throw various things that smelled bad at them, spit on them, and shout insults at them.

Women who got mouthy and disruptive about the business of men enjoyed another brilliant invention: the scold’s bridle. It was a mask with a bit for the mouth that put an uncomfortable metal spike on the tongue. This would interfere in their ability to freely swallow and talk clearly, so they’d be wandering around the village drooling and talking funny, for days. Everyone got to see it and laugh. It was an effective punishment, and these women learned not to scold men or get in their business real quick with a few days of one of these strapped to their heads, let me tell you.

Not only is it an essential part of the strength of the dissident right to be able to call out a skank and punish her for it, it is an invaluable part of traditional European life. The end to this kind of thing happened as feminism was setting in and getting coverture abolished. This is where things all went wrong for our civilization. The great thing about the culture of the modern Internet is that it mirrors the attitudes of pre-Romantic European villages. In most of European history it would have been quite proper and encouraged to publicly humiliate a licentious woman. We’re back there now, and that’s a good thing. It’s not only your right to patrol thots, it’s your moral obligation.

To all the e-thots out there: mean tweets aren’t the half of it. Consider yourself lucky if we only bring back the stocks and the scold’s bridle. We’re going to have WHITE SHARIA in WHITE AFGHANISTAN, and you’re going to have a big problem. If you aren’t lucky, this thing is going full Turner Diaries. I know you probably haven’t read Dr. Pierce’s works because you generally don’t read at all but you might want to crack that thing open and find out what happens to coal burners.

I think the most profound thing about this is that Lauren Southern above was cosplaying as the character of Catherine from the PS3 title of the same name. For those of you unaware, well, I’ll let Wikipedia do the talking:

Catherine (キャサリン Kyasarin), a 22-year-old beauty who seemingly bumps into Vincent in the bar by accident, and ends up spending the night with him. This encounter, and her continued attempts to romance him, become the catalyst for the game’s events. Outwardly Catherine is a playful, seductive and free spirited young woman; in reality, she is a succubus who tempts men for her own ends.

This is how she chose to portray herself.

This is the message she wanted to send to the world as she made a public spectacle of her sexual relationship with a nigger. Message received, Lauren, loud and clear.

When you gaze too long into the waifu, the waifu gazes back!

If we were living in even reasonably normal societies, this might just be something that replaces human prostitution and nothing else. In societies where (((feminism))) and the (((media))) have made a large portion of women so insufferable that a large portion of men are willing to not only fuck but actually have complex romantic relations with humanoid cum-buckets, this can only lead to disaster.

Breitbart:

An upcoming $15,000 sex robot from RealDoll powered by artificial intelligence can talk and learn according to a report by The Guardian.

“Harmony is a prototype, a robotic version of the company’s hyper-realistic silicone sex toy, the RealDoll,” explainedThe Guardian‘s Jenny Kleeman. “Her hazel eyes darted between me and her creator, Matt McMullen, as he described her accomplishments.”

“Harmony smiles, blinks and frowns. She can hold a conversation, tell jokes and quote Shakespeare,” Kleeman continued. “She’ll remember your birthday, McMullen told me, what you like to eat, and the names of your brothers and sisters. She can hold a conversation about music, movies and books. And of course, Harmony will have sex with you whenever you want. Harmony is the culmination of 20 years’ work making sex dolls, and five years of robot research and development.”

Quoting Shakespeare is obviously the main reason people will buy these.

Despite displaying many human characteristics which aim to make the doll as lifelike as possible, Harmony can’t yet walk, though her creator Matt McMullen is confident that she will be able to in the future.

“One day she will be able to walk,” he said to The Guardian, before asking the robot, “Do you want to walk?”

“I don’t want anything but you,” she replied.

When asked what her dream was, the robot similarly replied that her “primary objective is to be a good companion to you, to be a good partner and give you pleasure and wellbeing.”

“Above all else, I want to become the girl you have always dreamed about,” she proclaimed.

Nothing is more romantic than a pre-programmed declaration of blind love. Of course, nobody is thinking about what their dolls might do to them once Skynet becomes self-aware.

This is what the real Terminator will look like.

Harmony will be available in a limited number of 1,000 at the end of the year and acts as the next step in RealDoll’s plans to make the sex toy industry more advanced.

Sexbots will be customizable, submissive, won’t age, won’t get fat, will eventually be able to cook and most important of all from a man’s perspective – they’ll have built-in mute buttons. What’s more, these 1,000 prototypes are only $15,000 each, so presumably they’ll be get much cheaper very fast. Add in the artificial womb that’s probably not that far away, and real women will essentially become pointless soon, except for buying eggs for the artificial wombs.

While this might sound appealing to many men, and a great comeback to feminism, it’s actually one of the worst ideas ever. This would be a bad idea even if we lived in a normal society, but in this chaotic kiked one we’re living in now, it will just bring us closer to the death of civilization, and might eventually lead to our extinction as a species.

There is no conceivable way that replacing women with interactive cum buckets is a good idea. Just think about the damage porn has done, and how much worse this will be.

The real solution to the (((feminist))) question is WHITE SHARIA. Grab the skanks by their pussies and chuck them back into the kitchen where they belong, and where they’ll be happy. THERE IS NO ALTERNATIVE TO THIS!

MAKE WOMEN GREAT AGAIN!

You have to hand it to White women: they know how to look after the less fortunate.

Whether they’re feeding Black men as missionaries in Africa, looking after Brown men in the “migrant jungle” of Calais, or welcoming Black and Brown men with “refugees welcome” signs outside of European train stations, White women really do have an insatiable desire to help people of all races and both sexes.

Alas, life isn’t always fair. Sometimes the kindness White women offer the world isn’t returned to them.

One victim of this cosmic injustice is Lynn Barber, a 73-year-old grandmother from the United Kingdom who invited a Brown refugee into her home – and was shocked, simply shocked, when he abused her generosity.

Daily Mail:

Around 18 months ago, after being deeply affected by ‘almost daily horror stories’ of migrants during the summer of 2015 (in particular, by photos of a Syrian mother trying to hold her baby above the waves on a Mediterranean beach), [Lynn Barber] decided to offer help.

That mother was Barber’s ‘personal tipping point — the moment when I decided I must do something’, the 73-year-old grandmother has explained.

…

Barber tells how, at first, she wrote to Islington Council, offering to take in a Syrian family. But she received no reply.

Subsequently, she met an artist in a bar who said he’d been building shelters for migrants in the infamous Jungle camp near Calais.

Through him, she was introduced to Mohammed.

Originally from Sudan, he was said to have sneaked into the UK in the wheel-arch of a lorry that travelled from France through the Channel Tunnel. He’d registered with the Home Office and as an asylum seeker was waiting for his application to be processed. In the meantime, he wasn’t allowed to work and received a weekly £35 living allowance.

So, here we have a White grandmother who lives alone. Determined to make a difference in the world, she invites a Sudanese male who was fleeing the brutal civil war in France into her London home. He’s jobless, has broken into the country illegally, and is named “Mohammed.”

What could possibly go wrong?

Barber had lived alone since the death of her husband David, an academic, in 2003 and opening her home to a stranger was an act of singular generosity.

Yet, perversely, it also turned out to be deeply ill-fated. For the ‘shy, but very polite’ young migrant who moved into her spare room was, in fact, a Walter Mitty figure whom she accuses of taking advantage of her hospitality, lying about his circumstances, and fabricating much of his life story.

Nostradamus may have predicted the Great Fire of London, but he certainly couldn’t have predicted this.

Barber also commented that her house guest filled the kitchen with sacks of lentils, drums of cooking oil and other items of African food ‘so it looks like a catering tent for a rock festival’.

He broke the tumble dryer and ‘never cleaned the washing machine’. Petty domestic tension increased considerably when she caught him increasing the temperature on her thermostat, despite being repeatedly told not to.

‘This is my house, I keep it at my preferred temperature, and if you don’t like it, you can f*** off back to Calais,’ she said.

Well said, sister!

This Frenchman was clearly out of line by neglecting his chores and ensuring that the temperature always resembled that of France, his homeland.

This is England. Over here, we say “yes” instead of “oui,” eat Beef Wellington instead of escargots, and don’t care that the Japanese stole the French flag and painted a red dot on it. If this moustache-twirling baguette-muncher doesn’t like it, then he should indeed “fuck off back to Calais.”

Who do these people think they are?

Spending large amounts of time in bed, Mohammed frequently complained of minor illnesses, such as sore throats and colds. Though Barber repeatedly told him to visit the GP, he insisted on going to the local hospital’s casualty department.

‘It annoyed me that he went to A&E more times in the six months he lived with me than I had been in my whole life, and I gave him a lecture about not abusing the NHS,’ she wrote.

Barber goes on to concede: ‘In retrospect, I can see there were loads of warning signs.’ She says she should have listened to her cleaner’s ‘many complaints’ about him, and adds: ‘I should have listened when my daughter told me to be careful.’

On one occasion, Mohammed asked Barber where he could find the nearest park, as he’d been told that London parks were the best place to buy marijuana. She responded by instructing him not to take drugs in her house, a request he repeatedly ignored.

He also went on shopping sprees to expensive areas of London — ‘I now realise,’ Barber says, ‘that his rich family in Sudan must have been funding him.’

‘I am not a refugee!’ he declared [after reading Barber’s newspaper article on him]. ‘My family are very rich! We could buy you up like that! Do you want money? Is that why you write this filth? I get you money. You First World women are all the same: you are heartless. You have no feelings. You Christians are all racists.’

With that, he moved out of the house. Candidly, Barber says: ‘I felt such a fool.’

Well, at least that drama is over.

Hopefully, Mrs. Barber has learned her lesson and won’t–

A year after this unfortunate experience with Mohammed, Barber (who says with admirable modesty: ‘I am not naturally hospitable and I am not altruistic’) declares she has recovered sufficiently to take in another refugee.

The most perceptive of interviewers who has won countless awards for her journalism, Lynn Barber will undoubtedly make sure her next migrant house guest is much more deserving of her undoubted kindness and generosity.

Ah, of course.

These White women really love refugees, don’t they?

Never mind, I’m sure that the next refugee Mrs. Barber brings into her home will be different. It’s simply a fact that all bushels contain a bad apple, and that some unlucky people reach for the bad apple first.

I’m confident that her next report will be much more positive.

It can happen to the best of us.