Subversion- The Name Of The Game

 The invasion on Ukraine, was an attack on the West. Not because Ukraine was of any value. But because Biden, the administration, and much of Washington DC is bought and paid for.


The US was not going to get in a big war with Russia. The US, EU, and NATO were always going to tuck their tail, roll over, and pee themselves. That’s what they are paid/rewarded for doing.


These are run by Prometheans, globohomo, the wicked servants of Satan. They hate the three pillars of the West. Christianity. Greco-Roman tradition. European blood peoples.


They gave the West red heels for soldiers, to see what they put women through. Trany-clown library day for kids. 60+ million abortions. Inability to figure out boy and girl. Winter holidays, with forbidden to say names. On, and on.


Now Nationalist Russia, and nationalist China come to burn not-nationalist Europeans. Everybody not tranny is supposed to cheer. At the prospect of their own people being killed, while Prometheans are left entirely out of the crosshairs. The Western people with sense, are supposed to become subverted with glee against their own.


That’s the thing about nationalism. It does not matter if you are the good guys, the bad guys, the instigators, or the victim. You. Stay. Together. Even a collection of nations that are a family. Certainly against those that are not. Period. Against anyone that would see a spirit of defeat among you.


Removing the influence of the Prometheans is important for survival. And so is meeting those that come for you, with your victory, and their defeat.

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