and you, my father, there on the sad height, curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, i pray. did you commit the attack to receive media coverage and to propagate your own writings/beliefs/ideals? i remember pulling into a shopping centre car park to buy groceries in some moderate sized town in eastern france, of roughly 15-25 thousand people. as a policy maker and leader? these tumultuous times can be brought about through action. a moroccan may never be an estonian much the same as an estonian may never be a moroccan. all else is insufficient. diversity is not a strength. stop running, start fighting emotions rule over facts stop trying to persuade the general population with statistics, charts, tablets and figures. turn your back to your people? religion?
haplogroups, phenotypes and globalized testing. humans are emotional, they are driven by emotions, guided by emotions and seek emotion expressions and experiences. in the end human greed and the need for increasing profit margins of capital owners needs to be fought against and broken. you are nothing to me but just another target. to agitate the political enemies of my people into action, to cause them to overextend their own hand and experience the eventual and inevitable backlash as a result. they run over the weak and the elderly, they seize the children from their mothers so that they might forget, among the barbarians, the name of god.
>in the event of an engagement i had the somewhat quixotic notion of shouting down responding state enforcers, intimidating them into dropping their weapons and if that failed, only targeting non-vital areas of their body such as the anterior of the thigh, shoulder or a side-on through shot of the calf, hamstring or gluteal muscles so as to cause the least amount of harm as possible and to allow for a quick recovery.