There is no convenient, easy way to describe Fascism to those who do not care what it means, and never will. The term has now been discounted and transformed to describe any violent air-brain who roams the world looking for the destruction and elimination of all and any social good, or better still, to describe anyone or anything that meets with one’s disapproval. To define it properly today would require a leap of the imagination and courage, and the publication of an exhaustive treatise.- John Ringo, The Last Centurion
Eck got shoa’d by a kayak!
This is from k0nslIRC.
Gitler, an alternative to GitHub and GitLab?
Muslim extremist: “k0nsl is racist german nazi!”
I am apparently a vicious “raycist”, a “nazi” and also German — for pointing out (to a Muslim) how old Aisha was when she got married to Mohammed; according to most sources I have seen (including on heavily censored sites such as “Wikipedia”) Aisha appears to have been between six or eight years old when Mohammed married her. I don’t think she had much say in whether she wanted to marry him or not.
At any rate, these Muslims, and it includes this Egyptian guy who calls itself “t0xic” either support this blatant act of paedophilia or they don’t. Simple. In t0xic’s case it appears to me that he’s defending such behaviour, judging by how he reacted by adding me to his ignore list, and then went on to call me a bunch of names on a totally different IRC network in order to rally up sympathy from easily fooled cuckolds…
I write in the title of this post “extremist” because I find it extremely foul to defend paedophilia, no matter if you’re a muslim or a jew. Et cetera.
2 Seconds from Happy to very Angry
Eck: “You’d be in the stove!”
m0shbear is a fountain of motivation!
Digerati (✡) is pwnt once again
Digerati (✡) is pwnt once again. So easy. Plus, these are “ordinary” people in the chat, who are not ideologically anywhere near me, but they all knew I was right and clearly saw it, and even chipped in to bask in Digerati’s misery.
This is material from k0nslIRC.
That “feel” when you own somebody