I can’t directly support prisoners right now directly because I am cut off of the financial system and all the services to send physical mail generally require a KYC process (Earthclassmail wants you to notarize a document, for example). If you know of a Bitcoin-compatible service that lets you send physical mail please let me know. Please help support political prisoners on my behalf. If you know someone currently being held by the BOP for thoughtcrime or receiving a disproportionate sentence because of hate speech laws, please send them a letter. Just ask them if there’s any books they’d like to read. Print out news articles you think are interesting. Anyways, if you need it, if you provide proof of buying a book for a pro-White prisoner I will reimburse you in XMR. The rules for most prison facilities dictate if it ships directly from Amazon it is fine, even used. Some prisons refuse used books. Many refuse hardcovers. Please check the rules of the facility to make sure the books get there.

“At some point, after being given just a half pita in the evening every day, and living with his hands and feet handcuffed, Braslavski decided to act and managed to set fire to a terrorist’s uniform and a book, using the flame to cook some pasta. The smoke attracted the attention of other people nearby, but his captor transferred him to a slightly better location before anyone could find him, Tami shares.” — Actual claim in print in a paper of record of one of the Palestinian’s former hostages. I don’t care what material the book and clothing was made out of. There’s no singular book and uniform on earth that releases enough energy on burning to maintain water at boiling point long enough to make pasta. I’ve heard all the the ridiculous lies Jews have made up about the so-called Holocaust. The rollercoaster of death. The Looney Tunes looping suicide shotgun barrels. The human skin lampshades. The crematoriums that would vaporize Jewish corpses at rates that defy thermodynamics. What’s crazy about this round of lies is the absolute mundanity of it. It is equally extreme in its absurdity, but the claims in defiance of known physics are infuriating because they are put towards completely mundane ends. You claimed you achieved an impossible defiance of thermodynamics and you used it to make fucking pasta? Seriously? That’s the line you are going with? At least claim that the Palestinians had secret crematoriums in the tunnels which they were burning millions of Israeli Jews that they had bred in captivity. Give us a story worth laughing about, not one that is infuriatingly boring in its ridiculous lies.

I really appreciate the demiurge for putting the most heavenly thing on earth (white girl pussy) on the most behaviorally toxic and contemptible creatures imaginable (white girls)

Thanks to @Matt Forney for helping me find my frens.

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What is the charge? Enjoying a succulent Halloween feast in period garb?

I only recently gained understanding that potatoes are not fungible. I always looked at the more expensive varieties of potatoes and thought people were just buying them for the color, and thought there was no way that they were worth the markup. But an incredibly hot piece of ass said "please daddy make me greasy French fries" so I bought a fry slicing machine and tried dozens of varieties of potatoes. Cherie are orders of magnitude better than anything else for fries. They are these red potatoes from France, and they make so much better fries that they might as well be a different species. They are almost as distant from normal fries as sweet potato fries are, but in a different direction. Though now I think the Russet is a tasteless potato with the texture of hospital food, I have also through this process gained an appreciation for its constitution. It is likely to the limit of physics the most efficient conversion of energy to starch on the planet. It also has an incredible shelf life, lasting much longer in my root cellar than any other variety by multiple months. It is truly an expression of American Protestant spirit of industriousness, in that it is the perfect potato to grow at an absurd scale, turn into a slurry, flash freeze, and ship all across the planet for deep frying at the lowest price possible. I will never cook with this shit in my kitchen ever again, but now I look at it like I do a skyscraper. Not ever a place I'd want to live, but an incredible marvel of engineering and architecture that was manifested by the mind of the Anglo-American.