Anonymous ID: 912b96 Dec. 10, 2021, 7:13 p.m. No.15173973   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3977 >>3985 >>4019 >>4037 >>4072 >>4263 >>4291

You can tell when someone has never accomplished anything in his life by how he critiques the accomplishments of his betters. The hapless, ineffectual manchild believes that once you have an ultimate (or strategic) goal in mind, if you don't get there with your first step, you have somehow failed. It's a lower form of reason than even a crawling toddler demonstrates.

 

In football, you'd like to score a touchdown with each play. Every player on offense lines up facing the end zone every down. And every time the ball is snapped, every player on offense is looking for that opportunity to make the touchdown happen. The touchdown is the strategic goal of every drive.

 

But situationally (or tactically), scoring a touchdown may not be the offense's immediate, tactical goal. If it's third down and two, they're gonna run the ball and they're going to try to get two yards and an inch, because that buys them another first down. Those two yards are more important tactically than the touchdown. If the guy runs for two yards and then 57 more for a TD, awesome: strategic victory. But if he manages to push his way over that line by an inch, they've won the tactical victory even though the strategic one is still at least one more play away.

 

This is how any serious man evaluates the Patriot Front action this weekend. There are little boys & girls running around slagging them because a peaceful march didn't accomplish their strategic goals. Are you freaking kidding me? They did not leave their homes that morning expecting to score a touchdown. They were looking to move down the field on 1st and ten. And they did, in spades.

 

They demonstrated that they could muster and deploy hundreds of men. They demonstrated that they could do so in secret. They demonstrated that they could interact or avoid interacting with others in a way that ensured their successful departure at the end of the evening. Everyone got home, no one got hurt. Our enemies were badly shaken by it. They gained ground, and they did it in a manner above reproach. That is a huge tactical victory, any way you slice it.

 

The whining little girls who are afraid to even snap the ball because they might lose yards will never gain an inch for anyone. And far worse than that, their impotence would guarantee our strategic defeat. Serious men understand this. Everyone else needs to shut up, watch, and learn.

 

https://gab.com/eschatologuy/posts/107406334217726875

Anonymous ID: 912b96 Dec. 10, 2021, 7:19 p.m. No.15173999   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>4023 >>4072

The Great (Fake) Child-Sex-Trafficking Epidemic

December 9, 2021

 

A poster in the window of Cahoots Corner Cafe—great potatoes, good coffee—advertised a family event at the Oakdale, California, rodeo grounds. There would be food trucks, carnival games, live music, a raffle, and the opportunity to support the cause of “freeing child sex slaves.”

 

The event, called the Festival of Hope, was a fundraiser for the anti-child-sex-trafficking group Operation Underground Railroad, which was founded in Utah in 2013 and has achieved immense popularity on social media in the past year and a half, attracting an outsize share of attention during a new wave of concern about imperiled children. It is beloved by parenting groups on Facebook, lifestyle influencers on Instagram, and fitness guys on YouTube, who are impressed by its muscular approach to rescuing the innocent. (The nonprofit group is known for taking part in overseas sting operations in which it ensnares alleged child sex traffickers; it also operates a CrossFit gym in Utah.) Supporters commit to “shine OUR light”—the middle word a reference to the group’s acronym—and to “break the chain,” which refers to human bondage and to cycles of exploitation.

 

Oakdale, a small city near Modesto, is set among ever-dwindling cattle ranches and ever-expanding almond farms. By 9:30 a.m. on a Saturday in late summer, more than 100 booths lined the perimeter of the rodeo arena. Vendors sold crepes and jerky and quilts and princess makeovers and Cutco knives. (They paid a fee to participate, a portion of which went to OUR, as did the proceeds from raffle tickets.) Miniature horses with purple dye on their tails were said to be unicorns. A man with a guitar played “Free Fallin’ ” and then a twangier song referring to alcohol as “heartache medication,” which was notable only because it was so incongruously depressing; everyone else was enjoying a beautiful day in the Central Valley. The air was filled with the perfect scent of hot dogs, and with much less wildfire smoke than there had been the day before.

 

At the OUR information booth and merchandise tent, stickers and rubber Break the Chain bracelets were free, but snapback hats reading Find Gardy—a reference to a Haitian boy who was kidnapped in 2009—cost $30. Shellie Enos-Forkapa had planned the day’s event with help from three other Operation Underground Railroad volunteers, two of whom she had originally met through the local parent-teacher association. She was wearing an official Festival of Hope Benefiting Operation Underground Railroad T-shirt and earrings shaped like red X’s, a symbol often paired with the anti-trafficking hashtag #EndItMovement. “Oakdale has been so welcoming,” Enos-Forkapa told me. “They’re behind the cause.”

 

The women were busy dealing with festival logistics, but during a brief lull another volunteer, Ericka Gonzalez, drew me over to a corner of the tent to show me a video on her phone, which she thought might be called “Death to Pedos” but wasn’t. It was called “Open Your Eyes,” and Gonzalez pulled it up in the Telegram messaging app. “From the time we were little kids we revered the rich and famous,” the voice-over began, as images of celebrities and of battered children flashed on the screen. As I started to take notes, she pulled the phone away and wondered aloud if she had done something she shouldn’t have.

 

I watched the rest of the video a few minutes later, on my own phone. “We are digital soldiers, fighting the greatest war the world has never seen,” the voice-over explained. The bad guys: Barack Obama, Ellen DeGeneres, Lady Gaga, Chuck Schumer, Tom Hanks, Oprah Winfrey, Hillary Clinton. The good guys, a much smaller team: Donald Trump, Ivanka Trump, Barron Trump, Jesus, and an unidentified soldier holding a baby swaddled in an American flag. And, by implication, me, the viewer. “Our weapon is truth,” the voice-over continued as music swelled in the background. “We’ll never give up, even if we have to shake everyone awake one by one.”

 

The provenance of the video was unclear—it was not affiliated with Operation Underground Railroad and bore no resemblance to the official materials its volunteers had been handing out—but the term digital soldier rang a bell. It was a reference to a QAnon conspiracy theory that emerged in 2017 on an out-of-the-way message board and describes Donald Trump as a lone hero waging war against a “deep state” and a cabal of elites who are pedophiles and child murderers; these conspirators will soon be exposed—and perhaps brutally executed—during a promised “storm.” Notably, the video isn’t asking for money, and isn’t presenting an argument. It’s more like a daily devotional for people who already believe in its premise, or something like it.

 

[Continued]

 

https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2022/01/children-sex-trafficking-conspiracy-epidemic/620845/