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Singapore is the only country that learned the correct lessons from the British Empire.

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The neighborhood of Hampstead is just at present exercised with a series of events which seem to run on lines parallel to those of what was known to the writers of headlines and "The Kensington Horror," or "The Stabbing Woman," or "The Woman in Black." During the past two or three days several cases have occurred of young children straying from home or neglecting to return from their playing on the Heath. In all these cases the children were too young to give any properly intelligible account of themselves, but the consensus of their excuses is that they had been with a "bloofer lady." It has always been late in the evening when they have been missed, and on two occasions the children have not been found until early in the following morning. It is generally supposed in the neighborhood that, as the first child missed gave as his reason for being away that a "bloofer lady" had asked him to come for a walk, the others had picked up the phrase and used it as occasion served. This is the more natural as the favorite game of the little ones at present is luring each other away by wiles. A correspondent writes us that to see some of the tiny tots pretending to be the"bloofer lady" is supremely funny. Some of our caricaturists might, he says, take a lesson in the irony of grotesque by comparing the reality and the picture. It is only in accordance with general principles of human nature that the "bloofer lady" should be the popular role at these al fresco performances.


				

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BurdensomeCount

Singapore is the only country that learned the correct lessons from the British Empire.

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The neighborhood of Hampstead is just at present exercised with a series of events which seem to run on lines parallel to those of what was known to the writers of headlines and "The Kensington Horror," or "The Stabbing Woman," or "The Woman in Black." During the past two or three days several cases have occurred of young children straying from home or neglecting to return from their playing on the Heath. In all these cases the children were too young to give any properly intelligible account of themselves, but the consensus of their excuses is that they had been with a "bloofer lady." It has always been late in the evening when they have been missed, and on two occasions the children have not been found until early in the following morning. It is generally supposed in the neighborhood that, as the first child missed gave as his reason for being away that a "bloofer lady" had asked him to come for a walk, the others had picked up the phrase and used it as occasion served. This is the more natural as the favorite game of the little ones at present is luring each other away by wiles. A correspondent writes us that to see some of the tiny tots pretending to be the"bloofer lady" is supremely funny. Some of our caricaturists might, he says, take a lesson in the irony of grotesque by comparing the reality and the picture. It is only in accordance with general principles of human nature that the "bloofer lady" should be the popular role at these al fresco performances.


					

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Who gives a shit what color Tolkien's world was or wasn't. It could have been purple with green spots and the myth he created would be just as great (yes I know he wanted to create a new mythology for England, at that time populated by white people, but characters in myth need not resemble the people who created it, pray tell which Germans resembled the dragon Fafnir?)

  • -25

Now do you guys see why I want to add 100 million more poor third worlders to Europe? Progressive modernity can not be convinced it is wrong, it has to fail, and fail spectacularly. And what better way to make it fail than giving it the exact same things it wants and says are good and will lead to a better life for everyone, only to have their belief system crumble due to an unstoppable force of human social nature that they have spent decades trying to convince everyone (including themselves) does not exist.

  • -22

Interesting, my priors were very strongly on "black teens from da hood try and swindle bike from pregnant woman" when I saw the video. I freely and openly admit that I was wrong.

I guess I should update away from them and towards the opposite, sometimes that pregnant white female trying to leverage her "oppression" really is the unreasonable one there.

  • -22

She tried to claim the bike, even though the black teens were using it. The fact that it had been redocked doesn't mean the teens were done with it as any reasonable observer could see they intended to take it out again very very shortly (they were even sitting on it as a further signal that it was claimed!). The fact that the bike makers never intended the repeated 45 free minutes trick to work but didn't do anything to patch this exploit is a lapse of their judgement, not a shortfall in goodness from the black teens.

This case is no different to you leaving your stuff at an arcade machine for two minutes because you need to go get more tokens from the main desk. Even though you aren't playing a game at this exact moment, leaving your stuff is a very strong signal that you are still using the machine. If someone came and started a new game in your absence I would absolutely say they were in the wrong.

It was OK for the women to ask the teens to give up the bike as she needed it too, but the prerogative on what to do with the bike lies with the teenagers as they were using it, no different to a case where someone had asked them for the bike while they were out riding in the street. Once the teenagers had said no, the woman should have gracefully bowed out instead of snatching it from under their noses and claiming her "oppression" gave her a greater right to the bike than the people who were using it.

  • -19

what is the name of the chap that killed Fafnir? What did he look like? What was his culture?

Seigfried killed Fafnir. He was described as tall and fair, but that is not the same as "white", plenty of Indians can be said to be fair as well. He almost certainly (if he had existed) was white though. His culture was Norse.

Fafnir was a Germanic flightless dragon, as you can probably tell, the concept came from Norse/Frankish tales.

I am not denying that Tolkien wrote LOTR to be a tale of the British Isles, however the culture he wrote it for is long dead now, modern white people are vestigial hangers on who have perverted the thing that Tolkien wanted to embellish and preserve until it became a crude mockery of itself. Modern whites can't claim that the butchering that has been going on affects them any more than it affects black people, and if they are complaining about the old culture itself being desecrated then we can safely say their own actions have caused far far more lasting and irreparable damage to it than any number of race swaps ever will.

  • -17

What is the point of replacing Putin if our options are communist Putin or fascist Putin?

This is why I think current Russia is a lost cause for the world, little more than a gangrenous sore on planet Earth. The only real solution is complete and utter cultural eradication of "Russianness" until the current subjects of the federation are themselves left cursing very name of Rurik.

  • -17

You can't just blame black people for your own failures as a society. Enterococcus faecalis is a gut bacteria that all healthy humans have in our digestive tract. It helps keeping our gut healthy and is even used as a probiotic is some of those probiotic yoghurts etc. you can buy at the supermarket. However sometimes it leaks from the gut and gets into the human bloodsteam. Once there it wrecks havoc on you and if left untreated, eventually kills you.

Just because E. faecalis kills you if it gets into your bloodstream does not mean it isn't a "good bacteria" to have if properly controlled. Much the same with black people, you can't blame them when your society is set up in such a way that brings out the worst in them (i.e. lets the bacteria into the bloodstream) and lets it run rampant (i.e. not treating the bloodstream infection) rather than the best in them (i.e. keeps the bacteria confined to the gut where it aids in digestion).

  • -15

I am no fan of white people and even I think this is not right. There is no way this remark was targeted at any other category in that photo other than white. The photo is not "too perfect" for a stock image, it doesn't seem staged at all. The only good thing from this is that at least the racial animus isn't targeted towards minorities. Hopefully this is a good empathetic lesson for what they historically had to face in the past, and why that was bad and wrong.

  • -15

Pointwise vs Uniform "badness"

Note: This post assumes the axiom that some people are better than others, and that we can to some degree of accuracy say whether someone is a net contributor to the world or not.

Often when it is pointed out that people who are in group X are a net negative to society (e.g. low paid cleaners who consume a lot more in benefits and general wear and tear on public goods like roads than they put in) others are quick to point out that actually these people are the lifeblood of the country and if they suddenly disappeared the country would collapse within a week (e.g. truck drivers refuse to work, thereby causing collapse as food doesn't get to where it needs to be etc.). This is then followed by the conclusion that therefore these people are not bad for society but rather good for it, and so we shouldn't complain about them at all.

I am completely convinced that they are correct that the country would indeed collapse in short order if truck drivers went on strike, cleaners stopped working etc. However this fact is a statement about the group as a whole, instead of individual members of it. For example: If a factory needs 5 people to work the machines but union regulations require them to hire 25 people instead of 5 then yes, each and every single member of the group of "workers" is a parasite sucking on the teat of the group of people who are "factory owners", even though the "factory owners" need the group "workers". In this case it is not the individuals who are indispensable to society, but rather the group as a whole, and the example above shows, it's possible for the group to be a net positive while every single individual in it is a net negative.

Of course not all groups of people are like this. The group of people who are criminals is a net negative to society full stop (restrict criminals to those who commit non-state sanctioned violence+thieves if your worried about how exactly criminal is defined). The individual members of this group are a net negative to society and the whole group is a net negative too. This is probably why "criminals bad" is a much less controversial statement compared to "street cleaners bad" even though someone who earns enough to be a net contributor plus does some light burglary on the side is probably much less of a drain on public welfare.

To be clear here: the people who are members of a net positive category but themselves are net negative are still those who society would be better off without on the margins. And since all economic decisions are made on the margin it is perfectly valid to say that ceteris paribus the world as a whole would be better off without them in expectation.

I think it makes sense to distinguish these two types of a group being bad for society. Firstly we have pointwise badness as an individual which we define as a person who is on their own a net negative to society ceteris paribus holding everything else the same (i.e. we remove them and just them from society and ask if the result if better or worse in expectation). From this we can define pointwise badness for groups where a group is given this label if most of its members are pointwise bad as individuals (note: here we depart from the mathematical definition, every group has it's saints, I'm sure there are some net positive criminals so we don't require every single member of the group to be a net negative).

As examples the group of Criminals are pointwise bad for society, equally street cleaners are pointwise bad for society because they are easily replaceable and consume more than they output.

Then you have uniform badness, which is when the group as a whole is a negative influence on the world and if we could somehow Thanos snap every single member of it away the rest of society would be better off. Criminals are uniformly bad for the world, while street cleaners, truck drivers and steel mill workers are not. Note that uniform badness sort of implies pointwise badness in the real world (not exactly: a group with 10 good people but 1 Literally Hitler is uniformly bad for the world, while it wouldn't be pointwise bad, the Literally Hitler is pointwise bad as an individual, but none of the others are) much more than pointwise badness implies uniform badness.

There are lots of pointwise bad groups but much much fewer uniformly bad groups. Generally when people are talking about how members of a group are bad, especially when they want something to be done they're talking about pointwise badness rather than uniform badness.

  • -14

No it is not. It is completely degenerate and not a suitable thing to discuss with others. Bodily functions are generally something we keep to ourselves, no different to how we don't announce whether we're going to do a Number 1 or a Number 2 every time we excuse ourselves to visit the toilet. I'd lose respect for someone who brought such a topic up even in private.

Your society is oversexed to an extreme degree, but because a lot of the overt sexuality agrees with the standard hetero paradigm Westerners (even conservative ones) are content to let it pass. However when you get displays of Queer sexuality that are if anything less intense than the Hetero ones seen as completely unremarkable there is an outrage by the conservatives about societal decay.

Physician, heal thyself!

  • -14

Quick reminder to everyone that Islam exists and does not suffer from this ... problem ...

  • -13

One can have multiple reasons for wanting something, e.g. I might want to take a walk to the shopping centres because 1) I want to get groceries and 2) I want to get fresh air. I could do 1) on its own by just ordering online or 2) on its own by just going to the park, but there is a certain beauty in achieving multiple goals with as few actions as possible (not to mention efficiency). All the best mathematical theories are beautiful, and there is a reason why beauty and truth are so often put together.

I do think Europe needs punishment, and I also think the third worlders should have a better living standard than they do at the moment as they are just as human as you or I (doesn't mean they are equal though), and I also think we need to destroy progressive modernity and that its adherents have reached a level of delusion where it has to fail on its own terms. "Flood Europe with immigrants" is a 3 for 1 that achieves all of these goals in one fell swoop. It's beautiful in its simplicity, don't you think?

  • -12

Yeah, this foreign policy just seems straight up retarded. Actually the more I read about Vivek the less I seem to like him in terms of whether he will be good for the world. I still prefer him over most of the Republican field for symbolic status reasons of putting white racists in the "uncomfortable" position of having to vote either for a Democrat or a non white person in the general election. Same reason why I wouldn't mind Nikki Haley either, but it's a lot more on the nose with Vivek.

  • -12

I suppose it allows for higher class POC with posh accents to distinguish themselves.

I have been told multiple times that I speak exactly like an English person, said in such a way as to be a complement. I always feel like correcting this with "No, I speak English better than an Englishman" for, to borrow a quote from Pygmalion itself, "The English do not know how to speak their own language, Only foreigners who have been taught to speak it, speak it well" but I always think better of it and just accept the complement.

Also amusing are the times when I interact with locals say they only speak one Language, English, since that is all they ever need (with a hint of their language being so superior that they don't need to know anything else, these people by and large tend to be lower class and less educated too) and I always have a very snarky urge to butt in and correct them with "Actually, you speak precisely zero languages, the doggerel that comes out of your mouth can not, in good conscience, be called English", but again here I always think better of it and move on.

  • -11

Civilizational collapse doesn't seem good for anyone, or do you not expect it will get that far?

Oh I don't expect civilisational collapse, I expect things to become more like they are in the third world, which is to say, not that bad if you're near the top of society on one of a multitude of different axes (e.g. you have social elites, political elites, entrepreneurial elites, professional elites, academic elites, military elites, all you need to live a comfortable life is be one of these or close to being one of these or be the family of one of these), however it will be in such a state that the modern welfare state white elephant collapses under its own weight and has to be abolished, alongside all the other currently "fashionable" social theories which all Good Right-thinking People believe.

Indonesia seems like a good goal to me, and nobody would say it is undergoing civilizational collapse, Jakarta is a modern highly technologically advanced city, no reason humanity can't thrive in such a society.

(But yes, getting to go "I told you so" will be very nice too, extremely cathartic after all the shit and excessive taxation I've had to endure).

  • -11

I am not sure that Republicans are ready to elect an Indian no matter how qualified he is, though.

Then they will be rightfully punished for it, choosing people based on just their skin colour instead of their abilities is textbook racism and deserving of correction. Lets see if 4 more years of the Democrats knocks some sense into their mind.

  • -11

Or even better, support open borders because the inconsistency means one of them will have to collapse, and since you're supporting open borders the welfare state will be the one that ends up shattered.

  • -10

Back home we don't have the sorts of high paying jobs like the one I do here. These jobs do exist in places like Hong Kong and Singapore and the US but I have family reasons for not wanting to move too far away from the UK, at least not right now. Money is not the only thing that matters.

  • -10

the wokest country in the middle east that is flooding Europe with migrants

This makes me like Israel even more. Europe deserves another 50 million poor migrants from the third world as punishment for their historical actions as well as for the reification of "consequences" for their idiotic policies of subsidising bad behaviour.

Canada already proved euthanasia is a slippery slope, so I don't buy all the talk about how this isn't an important issue.

Slippery slope? Canada is doing absolutely the right thing when it comes to Euthanasia. It is not being forced upon anyone, merely given as an extra option in addition to the normal healthcare system for those who's diseases are really bad.

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This episode was enough to placate the sheep for a few days but eventually they started to desire to see Poot amongst them once again. Just like the last time they were not sure about how to do this but this desire only grew stronger until things came to a head. "BAA" went one of the sheep. Another one replied "BAA". A third one joined in "BAA". Very quickly there was a whole cacophony as each sheep joined in on the mass bleating in its own time and key. Poot once again heard the sounds and the desire to go smash things up sprouted again, for by now he automatically associated the bleating of sheep with the release he got from breaking stuff. Once again he snuck into the barn and began to go on a rampage. This time he managed to cause even more damage before James discovered what was happening and delicately extracted his son from the situation. James decided to put Poot under constant babysitter supervision to prevent such a thing from happening again.

Poot wasn't the only one who had heard the sheep. Poot's mother, Alice, had always been sensitive to noises and the bleats had given her a bad headache. She wasn't particularly happy about the situation and she had never really liked sheep, if it had been up to her they'd be growing crops instead on their land. Alice took a bunch of painkillers to help, but they had never really worked for her and it took some time before she was back to her normal self.

Of course by this point even the sheep had noticed a trend. Whenever they all bleated together it was followed by Poot making an appearance. Thus the next time they desired to see Poot they knew exactly what to do. "BAA" went one of the sheep. Another one replied "BAA". A third one joined in "BAA". Very quickly there was a whole cacophony as each sheep joined in on the mass bleating in its own time and key. Poot heard this sound and the desire to run amok swelled up in him again but under the watchful eye of the babysitter he was not able to sneak out to the barn.

The sheep though continued bleating, they were convinced at every moment that very soon Poot was about to make an entrance, just like all the previous times they had all bleated together. They continued to do this well into the small hours of the night until they were all exhausted and the next day Alice had a very bad headache indeed. The next day the sheep continued their long bleat as soon as they could muster up the energy to do so. From inside the house Poot heard them every second but his babysitter guard was ever vigilant and never gave Poot the opportunity to slip out unseen.

James was concerned that something was wrong with the sheep and naturally wanted to get it fixed as soon as possible. Before long V.E.T. made an appearance at the barn. He wore an expression of confusion and straight away got down to his pastime of manhandling the sheep. The sheep though recognised the intimidation tactic for what it was and continued with their mission. They had had enough of being maltreated, they wanted to see Poot and even the threat of sharp needles from V.E.T. wouldn’t make them stop.

True to form after a short discussion with James V.E.T. did indeed bring out the sharp needles and started poking the sheep with them. However these sharp needles were nothing like any they had ever seen before. This time very soon after a sheep had been poked it suddenly grew very tired until it no longer had any energy to continue with the bleating and fell asleep.

One by one the sheep were supressed by V.E.T. but as this was going on each and every single standing sheep redoubled their efforts, they were sure that if Poot just showed up he would take on and defeat V.E.T. and all things would be good again. At this moment Poot though couldn’t care less. His babysitter had taken him on a nature outing to see butterflys and Poot was too preoccupied with finding and squishing as many caterpillars as he could to have any concerns about the sheep.

After they had all been placated James went and searched the entire property to find the root cause behind the sheep hysteria. He had heard that sheep often cry out when there are predators nearby and wanted to make sure that they were completely safe. He was not able to find anything though, which caused much consternation as he could not think of anything else rational which would have caused the sheep to behave in the way they did.

Hoping that the problem would resolve itself when the sheep came back to he went out to fetch some more clean hay and water for them to make sure they were feeling better after a period in which they had clearly been in high stress. He then went to check on Alice who had recently been feeling very poorly given the incessant noise.

When the sheep woke up they were indeed more placated but eventually they remembered Poot and set about trying to make him show up again. "BAA" went one of the sheep. Another one replied "BAA". A third one joined in "BAA". Very quickly there was a whole cacophony as each sheep joined in on the mass bleating in its own time and key.

Alice, who had been doing her best in the kitchen trying to work with a terrible headache heard the sheep again. Very soon her head started spinning and she collapsed onto the floor.


A week after the events above James and his wife were holding a party. All was quiet around the house and Alice’s headache had pretty much subsided completely. A seed trader, Jacob, and his wife Hilaria (contrary to her name, she was not very funny) were visiting the farm to discuss the economic benefits and pitfalls of growing cotton and some of their neighbours were interested in coming along too.

Poot was upstairs in his room with the babysitter, who had been tasked with making sure he didn’t disturb the guests in any shape or form, as well as making sure he didn’t soil himself (a bad habit Poot had picked up over the last few months as a way of getting back at others when he didn’t get his way). After spending time discussing the technicalities of growing cotton and letting people mingle around a bit it was time for dinner. At the table, mutton was being served.

Animal Farm

Apropos of nothing

Once upon a time there was a farmer named James, exactly where and when he lived isn't important, save to say that his land was both fertile and good for grazing. He and his family owned a flock of sheep, and the proceeds he got from selling their wool at the market was enough to provide for him, his wife Alice, and their son with just a little extra left spare to take good care of the flock.

They weren't poor by any means, James and Alice lived lives of middling comfort, nothing extraordinary but equally content and with all their needs and even some of their wants fulfilled. Truth be told they'd have been quite comfortable were it not for the fact that their son, Poot, was a special child. He was going to turn 16 soon and it showed, he was quite big for his age, both vertically and horizontally, and it was impossible to ignore whenever he entered a room.

Unfortunately while his physical development had been very healthy and robust, mentally he had always struggled. Never extremely badly, Poot was literate enough, and he even had his moments of lucidity, but never for long enough and continuously enough that he could function independently. His parents worried about what would become of the farm when they grew older and who would keep everything running, but that is a story for another day.

Poot though was unconcerned about the future, he lived for the moment. It just wasn't important to him. Poot liked getting his own way with things and he didn't like it when someone else stopped him. Poot also liked spending time with the sheep. It wouldn't be exactly fair to say he liked the sheep, but in them Poot found an outlet for him to act out a world where he got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it.

The sheep though were enamoured with Poot. For the sheep the world was divided into two types of creatures, those who were like them and those who were like the Other. The sheep had always felt that the Other were better than them in some ways, comparing the way the Other ate and lived to their meager manger but they were loath to admit it. The sheep desired what the Other had, and thought it only fair that they too were allowed to share in it. Poot was most definitely one of the Other, but he had enough sheep like characteristics that they were able to identify with him, and it gave them hope that one day they too could become like the Other.

And so like that Poot and the sheep developed a symbiotic relationship. Whenever Poot was feeling particularly dejected because his parents had forbidden him from doing something he made his way to the manger, where amongst the sheep he was unquestionably king and could do as he wished. Poot had a disruptive streak within him and often he would take his anger out by scattering the hay and upending the water pails in the barn. Even though this meant the sheep lost out on a meal they did not mind it too much for such actions only served to show how Poot was similar to them while still unquestionably being one of the Other. The satisfaction and hope they got from such a display was well worth the lost food. Of course whenever this happened the grownups later had to come in and clean up the mess, but the manger was never in perfect condition anyways and it was better than letting Poot run rampant in the house.

Just as the sheep thought of Poot as the Other they liked the most, the Other they disliked equally as much was V.E.T. . V.E.T. was not one of the family, and unlike the family who the sheep saw on a daily basis, V.E.T. only appeared infrequently. Named after the eponymous letters etched onto his jacket, he was a harbinger of pain and suffering whenever he did show up.

Apart from regularly manhandling the sheep by forcing open their mouths and shining bright lights into their eyes, one of V.E.T.'s favourite pastimes was deliberately poking them with a painful needle one by one in a row. The sheep never could understand what would drive someone to be so cruel as to do this for no benefit at all, for the sheep's lives after this sadistic act by V.E.T. were were very much the same as before he did this. Worst of all sometimes when V.E.T. came he would pick out a particularly old sheep and take it outside with him. That sheep never returned back to the manger. There were terrible rumors about what he did to his unlucky victim but the sheep had never seen conclusive proof, it was as if the sheep V.E.T. had taken simply stopped existing.

As Poot grew older his destructive tendencies became more and more pronounced. Where previously he would only throw around the objects in the barn he had recently taken to punching whatever was right in front of him when he got angry. He had already destroyed three sheep-pens and even splintered one of the boards making up the external wall of the barn when James put his foot down and forbade his son from going to the manger. James decided to make sacrifices to save up enough money and hire a babysitter trained in dealing with special children whenever Poot had one of his outbreaks.

This new state of affairs suited neither Poot nor the sheep very well. Poot because he could no longer physically act out whenever he felt like it, and the sheep because by losing their connection to Poot they had lost their role model, for none of the Other who were not Poot resembled them in any shape of form and the sheep so very desperately wanted to prove to themselves that deep down there was no difference between the Other and them.

This lack of contact proved to be quite disturbing to the sheep. There was much consternation amongst them about how they could continue without access to their role model and many of them were totally perplexed until the tension reached a point where something just had to happen. "BAA" went one of the sheep. Another one replied "BAA". A third one joined in "BAA". Very quickly there was a whole cacophony as each sheep joined in on the mass bleating in its own time and key. This lamentation might have all been for naught except that the sounds reached Poot, who upon hearing it remembered the sheep and a desire to go rampage around the manger came back to him.

Very slowly Poot snuck out of the house, his parents did not see him for it was late in the evening and they had already put him to bed. As soon as he entered the barn the sheep were struck with awe, their prayers had been answered and their idol stood before them. Poot himself though wasted no time in starting to wreck everything. He had graduated beyond minor things like upending pails and now went straight to punching a hole in the building's wall. The sheep did not mind this particularly, even though this hole would let in the cold from outside and worsen their living conditions, being close to Poot and his unashamed sheep like behaviours was well worth paying this cost.

Poot might have caused serious damage to the manger were it not for the fact that the ruckus awoke Poot's father who hurried over, worrying about cattle rustlers. Upon seeing that it was Poot James immediately took steps to diffuse the situation, Poot was already larger than him and James wasn't sure he could physically control him on his own any more. Fortunately though he was able to coax Poot to leave the barn by distracting him and sent him off back to bed. After this he went back to check on the barn, the damage Poot had caused was bad but at least it was fixable.

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I am actually a minority (not Jewish, but still a minority). I'm not even anti mayo, I just want them to leave us alone to live life according to our customs and ways (which I absolutely believe to be superior to progressive modernity) without discrimination, however they want to impose their ways of living on us and call what we do "barbaric" and "backward".

I want mayos to become more like us, not to get rid of mayos completely.

Oh absolutely. Many white people display the same level of victimisation complexes they accuse minorities of harbouring. What these people need to realise is that we minorities don't give a damn about how well or badly white people are doing or have any desire to put them down, we have enough problems of our own to fix to worry about.

We just want to do well for ourselves and promote policies that do that, any harm or benefit to white people is coincidental; no different to how when the gardener mows the lawn, dozens of insects get their lives upended, but the gardener didn't do this to hurt the insects or even think about them at all when mowing, he just wanted an aesthetic result that looks pleasing from the house window.

Yeah, BAP just seems to be crying about more effecient and higher fit humans taking their rightful place near the top of the western hierarchy. It's literally no different to the usual complaints black people have about whites. BAPs laments come from the same place as those ones (namely envy) and should be discarded. The only difference is that unlike whites who for some reason listen to the unfounded complaints of blacks, we're not going to listen to the ones of whites. You set up this system, and now we're beating you at your own game!

Also this Indian Bronson dude (first time I am hearing of him) has a profile picture of a dude holding up a gun with no trigger discipline. That on its own makes me negatively predisposed to him, people have died because others couldn't keep their index fingers straight. It's something which needs to be shamed and removed from society.