I know, I know…
I shouldn’t post this. It’s so politically incorrect. But it’s so funny!!!
And it’s not entirely off topic.
Have you figured out the purpose in the great promotion of sporting achievement, the Olympics being one of the pinnacles?
It’s a key way to distract the public from what’s really going on whilst promoting their underlying social agendas.
So, having justified sharing this post, let me get on with it:
They say schadenfreude is an ignoble emotion. After all in the original German it means ‘harmful joy’. But I must admit to relishing the feeling when the victim deserves it. Thus, on reading of Ireland’s Olympic Committee President Pat Hickey (‘the most hated man in Irish sport‘) being arrested and banged up in one of Brazil’s toughest prisons a warm glow of inner peace and contentment settled over me while I savoured every lip-smacking detail of his arrest (naked and on-camera) and subsequent imprisonment.
Why? Because Hickey is the exemplar par excellence of the ‘blazer’. That loathed parasitic carbuncle on the backside of every sport. Invariably having been useless at the sport themselves the blazers contrive, through a combination of rat-like cunning, shameless careerism, sycophancy and a total absence of any semblance of decency, to ascent to the highest organising levels of the sport they feed off. Preening, arrogant and unaccountable, these leeches seemingly go on for ever while the sportsmen, the source of their privilege, disappear into obscurity once their brief moment in the sun ends.
So let us rejoice then, and breathe a silent prayer of gratitude as we savour the thought of Hickey getting his arsehole enlarged by the seven sex-starved vibrants with whom he currently shares a cell in Rio. Give it all you got guys, you’re doing the Lord’s work.
Coda: Have you noticed how the Olympic Battle Of The Pharmacists Games have been exploited to promote the anti-White agenda? Michael Phelps, the greatest swimmer of all time, completes another board-sweeping masterclass but all the attention focuses on some black woman who managed to swim the length of the pool without drowning.
Meanwhile Ryan Lochte and his buddies (all typical White college boy types) get dragged through the media with finger-wagging relish for little more than a youthful prank. And British media celebrate as the “British” Mohammed Farah (pictured) – born and reared in Somalia – wins gold. Congratulations Britain. You’ve managed somehow to break the mysterious stranglehold that East Africans have held on long-distance running for decades. Well done. Hope nobody discovers your secret.
Savant
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