Matrix feeds off degeneracy

If we continue to reward the clowns for temporary escapism, if the societal rot is avoided rather addressed, our mental decay will become irreversible. Improvement isn’t fun nor is it instant. How does one move the inertia of the heard? The field of donkeys with their heads in the sand lost in a haze of Netflix, porn, gossip, endless gaming, is seen from above as just rows of ignorant unmoving ass holes. But they will kick you if you disturb them. When poison is made to taste like honey the fool will fight to keep it. The alcoholic clings to his destroyer like baby bottle. The scroller feels naked without their phone. Take away the constant virtual reality and drugs and most people are bored with who they are for they are no one and unsatisfied with real relationships for they made none. So back to the noise they will go, cursing anyone who interrupts them.

Along comes a couple of brothers who tell you stop being feminized. Get in shape, learn practical skills. They oppose war and they feed people. These were no saints, they faced their trials and tribulations like anyone on a path of growth and stumbled along the way. Mistakes were made. But these are not sons of Krypton they’re sons of Luton. This is the real world not a comic book.

Judge a man by what he does. By their fruits ye shall know them. A school for real economic and social mobility, charities, constant motivation for young men where it is needed most, even a political movement to clean up knife crime, mass migration, and cultural suicide of Britain... But also a webcam business 6 years ago which is all the pleb sees.

And they were crucified by the petty, the resentful unaccomplished Karens had a meltdown. False accusations spewed like donkey’s diarrhea. “Jail them!” cried the fat man addicted to slop. “Human trafficker” repeated the incel and the man caged in a sexless marriage in unison. “Rapist” shouted the grotesque lesbian dyeing her hair like it matters. “Pedo” flailed the androgynous freak shoving crayons up his butt next to a sticky Jane Austin novel. “Niggers” said the anonymous frog avatars with no grip strength and the you must be this short to join this cult requirement.

You see the masses don’t want to wake up. The dream was comfortable. Such is the price a Shepard pays.

But bro/dude they were human traffickers!. No they were running a legal webcam business. No one was a human trafficking victim. These women sell skin because the thought of real work and a real job is repulsive to them. They’re taking the easy way. No court has found anything to support your accusation. Cleared of three witch hunts in three countries without it even meriting a trial. You see it doesnt matter if its ridiculous. Accusation alone is condemning. And it will be believed because its psychologically gratifying for the loser to tear down his source of envy. It always boils down to the same thing. They had a Webcam business and fucked a bunch of White girls. That makes you mad.