GeenStijl is the hippest Dutch media outlet for young white Dutch males. I have criticised them before for not really having a coherent agenda, but it seems that their mere existence as the hippest media outlet for young white Dutch males has made them a target for the left.
Progressivism escalates ever further and Geenstijl has been the most recent victim in an attack by wrinkled prog journalists, most notably the Volkswaffe and NSB Handelsblad. The charge is sexism, which in the eyes of the Dutch left makes GeenStijl worse than Hitler, so much that even (female) ministers of our government have spoken out against the horrible horrible sexist crimes of GeenStijl as the left collides into an attempt to choke Geenstijl of their ad revenue.
Quite predictably, the journalist to trigger all of this is one (((Rosanne Hertzberger))).
Best of luck to GeenStijl and of course welcome to the land of people who are worse than Hitler!
I grew up with Harry Potter. My mom read me the first chapters of the first book, I enjoyed it so much I started reading the book myself and consequently read all the books. Whenever a new book in the series was published my brothers and I would fight over who had first reading rights.
I loved the story. Stayed up late at night to read. The scene that stuck with me best was in I believe the last book, where Harry dreams he is standing on the edge of a cliff looking out over sea, seeing a thunderstorm rage near the horizon, a thunderstorm which is part of him but not him. It was the moment Harry found inner peace with his link to Voldemort before actually defeating him.
There were parts of the story I did not get. Harry’s puberty phase in the Order of the Phoenix felt strange. Harry shouted too much and for weird reasons. I could not put my finger on it. I had similar weird feelings in the final book with Harry’s trans-dimensional train scene with Perkamentus and Voldemort. I think Voldemort was turned into a baby or something and Harry supposedly gathered some deeper insight into the meaning of life. I didn’t grasp why I didn’t like it.
The greatness of a story is in large part determined by the magic surrounding it. We see ourselves reflected in stories, want to see ourselves reflected in stories. It is how we build myths, how we give sense and identity to our existence. Harry Potter was such a story.
So ideally an author does not retouch a story after it is done: best to allow it’s story-magic to naturally grow. Rowling of course has chosen to milk the franchise to the end, a course of action I have mixed feelings about but choose to ignore. What I however can not ignore is her latest very public jump on the leftist bandwagon. Have you heard? Mrs Rowling rages on twitter with as many leftist virtue signalling memes as she can muster. But truth be told: her memes are crap. I mean, come on, retweeting Eggs McMuffin as if he were a upholder of All That Is Good? The guy is the political equivalent of Gilderoy Lockhart! Not only is she virtue-signalling typical leftist boilerplate, she is virtue-signalling crappy typical leftist boilerplate.
Awww, was this in Israel?
Yes we’re all lonely virgins fearing strong independent women. 2010 called, they want their memes back.
Meme market for cute refugee kids: shaky but holding on.
It is clear mrs Rowling has no fucking clue what is actually happening in the world and why so many people, including her readership, are flocking to Pepe and Trump.
Now all that being said it still did not have to be the death of Harry Potter. Yes, she has little understanding of politics, yes she says stupid shit, but people want to identify with her stories. We read them, we loved them, we grew up with them. People willingly suspense their disbelief so that they may view the story of Harry, Ron and Hermione as if it were standing alone atop a mountain, a lone myth. But even here Rowling has shows no shame as she explicitly re-evaluates her books into the story of how leftists defeated the evil autocrat Trump.
J.K. Rowling: rise and fall of a female prog novelist.
We should probably start referring to Trump as You-Know-Who.
So the illusion is shattered. No doubt her new books and movie-deals will rake in plenty of shekels, but Harry Potter is forever broken. The books were never a timeless classic, they turned out to be just a story written by an unhappy divorced woman in her forties who nowadays is remarried but still unhappy.
This is why teenage Harry made little sense: Rowling never understood male puberty (male puberty being a significant force behind the Trumpslide) and simply was not able to believably reproduce it. Instead she resorted to tropes, making Harry do stupid teenager things because we all know that’s what silly teenagers do!
The final trans-dimensional train scene is also just a trope. The reasons such scenes are usually so powerful is because we see the hero’s internal resolution of conflict play out symbolically. Neo’s rebirth in the Matrix was a powerful trans-dimensional scene: before Neo doesn’t believe, afterwards he is the One and can stop bullets. There is a clear before- and after-Neo. Harry undergoes no such change. He was gonna bring an end to Voldemort’s reign of terror and he did in fact bring an end to Voldemort’s reign of terror. In this other dimension Harry is shown Voldemort’s soul, which if I recall correctly turned out to be mutilated sad baby, and that was about it. I think Dumbledore was there, but did he even say anything? Nothing that stuck with me.
Rowling followed the train of tropes into the bastion of bestselling books. Right she was: she is a good storyteller. But by drawing back the curtains and revealing herself to be an angry, bitter woman who uses her story for empty political status points, and by actually boasting that she is proud to lose so many fans, J.K. Rowling has made Harry Potter lose its last bit of magic.
Footage of policewoman hitting Turkish youngster who taunts her while she is talking to his friend:
The youngster is a 2nd or 3rd generation immigrant, and being part of the youtube generation, is a badboy vlogger. General comments on the video are in the lines of ‘good to see that guy getting punched, he deserves it’. Sure, I can get on board with that. But I don’t really observe a Righteous Punishment from the Heavens. Quite the opposite actually. Look at the policewoman. Watch her deer-caught-in-the-headlights eyes as she turns to the camera. Watch her retreating body language as the vlogger moves in on her (and observe her male colleagues stepping in for her). She is scared. By a 19-year old with a camera. This is the Dutch police force.
Jim, take it away:
“The instinctive response of a man threatened by a dangerous enemy is to kill him. The instinctive response of a woman threatened by a dangerous enemy is to fuck him. Socialization, social pressure, and military discipline completely and spectacularly fail to overcome these natural instincts.
To expose women to danger, to make women into soldiers and firemen, is as shameful, revolting, evil, contemptible, and disgusting as for a man to dress up in women’s clothing and sell his ass on the street – and when danger actually threatens, we see men and women revert to their ancient social roles.
When a man dresses up as a woman, and attempts to do female things, he behaves as a very bad woman. All trannies under forty are whores. When a woman dresses up as a man and attempts to do male things, she behaves as a very bad man. All female soldiers and police are cowards and traitors.”
Watching Love Actually made me mull over the degenerate trash we are fed and expected to enjoy. It is crap. Worse, it is brainwashing anti-white propaganda crap. Is this the culture of my people? *Turns on tv, watches banking commercial of black man marrying white woman.* Yes apparently it is.
I get nazis when they drone on about white genocide and securing a homeland for white people. They see this shit and they get angry. It gets to me too. But not so much and less every day.
The thing about miscegenation and degeneracy is that culture is downwards from power. The masses consume a watered-down version of what the elite deems high-status. Our elite deems blacks to be magical and white males to be evil and they have deemed it so for quite a while. The newest Star Wars might seem like a steaming piece of Sith, but it is in fact a well-meant interpretation of progressive scripture. There is no deliberate conspiracy to brainwash young people, it is simply the evil of the elite remade for mass consumption. You might hate it but that’s because you’re a statistical outlier reading my blog. People’s sense of status is usually stronger than their sense of evil. After all, people willingly pay to see the new Star Wars movie.
The good thing about power above culture is that cultural degeneracy reverses come the restoration. The bad news is that I don’t see the restoration happening within our lifetime. But there is more good news: we can tune out a lot of the current cultural degeneracy. We have not yet reached the stage where our Orwellian masters strap us to our chairs, make us watch their filth and make us publicly declare how much we love it. Even though it often seems that way (suicides are rising). Just step away. Boycott people who hate you and start anew. It’s never too late.
Yesterday my girlfriend convinced me to watch Love Actually. I started watching with an open mind, expecting it to be a mediocre yet marginally entertaining movie. I was quite dissapointed, for the movie is a horrible piece of crap. Let me count the ways.
All the romantic plotline men are bumbling idiots. Literally all the men, up to Hugh Grant being the ‘oh my gosh I’m so silly’ minister-president of Great Britain.
All the male best friendships were a black guy and a white guy, portrayed like they are the most normal thing in the world. They are not – black/white best friends are non-existent.
The scene where Hugh Grant white knights against the entire United States because the American president whispered naughty stuff into his secretary’s ear is next-level cringe.
The scene where the black guy watches tv in his christmas sweater with his arms wrapped around his wife Keira Knightly just doesn’t happen in real life, unless Keira hides her bruises exceedingly well.
Liam Neeson’s stepchild drums for weeks on end and Liam supposedly takes it all because he has such a big heart. In the end of the movie he takes in another stepchild from another mother and supposedly it is love all around. Cucked Actually.
The part where the muscular model hunk makes love to the aging lady about to hit the wall and tells her she is beautiful was just ridiculous.
I could go on but honestly I tuned out halfway. I think the thing that bothered me most was the completely feminized way the movie portrayed the world, like the world is a giant sandbox in which women just happily stumble through life meeting sexy men and in which men serve only to accomodate women’s needs. “It does not matter if you have no clue of how reality works, things will work out for you <3” is what the movie says. Well unless you are a married white man like Alan Rickman and you flirt with a woman outside your marriage: then you are simply evil and deserve to be hated by your family.