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...for anyone near my area of the US KANASTAN border and Upper Peninsula

It's serious shit today and the humor is gone. Now stupidity is in charge...retarded clowns released from their straight jackets and leg irons have now taken over the nut house. (The Western 1st world).

In a pathetic state of delusional psychosis the clowns believe that they hold the power and influence to dictate (their) geopolitical terms of protocol. These WEF puppets are of the mind that their position matters and the world had better listen to them.

THERE'S NO RESPECT FOR THE RETARDED LIBERAL WEST AND THE INCEPTION OF B.R.I.C.S. IS PROOF OF THAT DISRESPECT.

Project Ukraine has failed, it never had a chance but the infantile incompetence that saturates the WEST/NATO GOVERNMENT/VOTARY (✡️)
today, ensures that only stupid retarded decisions, or no decisions at all will be the status quo, as it's always been.

Idiots that just go with the flow not realizing that only dead fish go with the flow, and dead fish stinks real bad. All of their bad decisions are going to affect us.

Putin is in a position of strength. The weak will never dictate to the strong. Contrary to the ideals of faggotry that so many fools bought into the meek will inherit shit, only the strong dictate terms. The weak will die off.

The entire faggot dilemma, which includes every abnormal misfit represented by that ever changing alphabet and kaleidoscope flag of sodomy, shows just how depraved and deprived of attention this shameless segment of humanity is. These are filthy creatures of degenerate status who have no rightful belonging in a world that functions by way of natural order. Faggotry is not natural.

In simple terms, faggots and freaks should never have been allowed outside of the closet. At one time, social degeneracy was a crime punishable by a gruesome death. As time went on it was imprisonment, civil banishment, then a change to a monetary fine. Fast forward to present and now look at the mess.

Nobody needed to know who was a degenerate fag. Open faggotry meant open ridicule, derisive humiliation and even the occasional beating, which is not all that extreme considering the irreparable damage this dilemma has caused to society.

WHY DO I OR OTHERS HAVE TO BE INFORMED ABOUT SOME FREAK'S SEXUAL LEANINGS? I DON'T ADVERTISE THAT I LIKE BANGING THE ASS OFF SOME DAME, AND I DON'T WAVE A FLAG FOR MY DOING SO.

Degenerate fags today have no shame informing the world that they are truly freaks of nature, pure defective sodomites who "proudly" and openly advertise and advocate their carnal sickness...even to the point where they are grooming children.

The filthy sodomite prime minister of Kanastan, justin trudeau, is one of these unnatural degenerates.

This will rectify itself one day and there will be a gnashing of teeth. SOONER THE BETTER.

....and the FLU that the bird returned with.

I've had it with this "next plandemic" and "bird flu" shit. I've had enough of the sight of double/triple/quadruply masked, retarded clowns behind the wheel of an immobile auto vehicle and nobody else in the vehicle...it fucking gives me hives.

Since 2020, and to expedite the delusional failings of AGENDA 21, every turn of daily life has been nothing but a steady stream of disinformation saturated with doom, gloom and prophetic theories of the "end times". But 2020, as significant as it is, is not when all of our problems began, it goes back to the beginning of the 20th century.

Since the start of the 20th century, the ✡️ strategy to exterminate the Goy comprised of a multi tactical genocide perfected subtly over time. Wars, civil unrest, mass retardation, supply management manipulation, miscegination, medical poisoning and illicit narcotics, all are the jurisdiction of the (((pediculous swine))). Then there's the fact that ✡️ controlled academia and media ensures control of the message, the narrative the emotional hype and, most importantly, MIND CONTROL.

The filthy sodomite swine kikes bring the gullible masses misery, confusion and a slow death and still they beg for more...anyone just waking up to the imposed subversive fraud that, since 2020, has saturated every aspect of our existence, has added to the problem by virtue of their apathy and gullibility.

The "cov hoax", Ukraine proxy war, crooked elections, compounding climate change insanity, rainbow faggotry and many more underhanded tactics, were all meant to divert attention from the real threats, like tyrannical rule, flooding of mass 3rd world useless eaters, viral judeo-bolshevism, collapsed economy and hatred for the WHITE S.A.N.E. RACE.

Next there'll be a wide spread news bulletin of an Alien invasion, a "WAR OF THE WORLDS" type of bulletin.

...this guy is not in any mood to give any attention whatsoever to the purveyors of jew propaganda and outright lies.

One day soon we are going to be faced with 2 final options...face the (((enemy))) head on and annihilate it, no mercy no quarter...or...we stay the course and do nothing to upset the apple cart.
I do think that the "(((apple cart)))" is wobbling at the yoke and (((they))) see it, there's more and more of these impudent positions every day and many are taking note. I am still of the belief that the White S.A.N.E race, by virtue of imperative superiority, is going to prevail...ordained does not include submission.

READ THE FOLLOWING

Once again I am Gravely Disappointed.
What brave fierce men in "Germany" that have a wheelchair bound elderly woman in court again over packs of lies!
When are you guys going to admit "The Holocaust" was caused by American and British Heavy Bombers and Tactical Fighter Sweeps?
Also as an FYI to WTV members....I won't tolerate lies about German "Rape Dungeons" and other Judaic Dogma.
One good thing...You Sussed Yourself out as usual.
Danke For That.

....or else I'm going to sue everyone here

From the time I was a kid, not even 6 years on the planet yet, I've been front line exposed to killing. The first and second murder I was exposed to was that of JFK and then (((ruby))) puts a gut shot into Oswald on live TV. I'm 5 years old, the ability to process any degree of moral turpitude just ain't there.

Once a month my father and two of my uncles made scheduled rounds to several places in town and rural areas to slaughter chickens. I can still recall in vivid detail everything about the day when my uncle said to my father that I may as well come along...I'm in a 5 year old state of wonder and have absolutely zero clue about what is going on.

I can see it right now as if I'm there that day a long time ago. Sunny and cool September day and I'm sitting between my dad and favorite uncle, he was a twin to Robert Mitchum, and I'm fascinated with the way my dad starts the 1956 Dodge Fargo step side...my eyes are fixed on his feet...he's pushing down on the clutch with his left foot and his right foot is going back and forth from the floor starter to the gas pedal until it starts, and we're off...and I'm still clueless.

15 minutes later we're at the first place and a few other people are there and there's a small structure just off the "site". The structure was a chicken coop, the "site" was the slaughter area and there was a large diameter block...I'm still thinking like a 5 year old. Then the old "BABUSHKA LADY" comes with a 50lb potato sack that is stuffed with chickens...I'm still thinking like a 5 year old.

My dad grabs the first bird and stretched it across the block, he held the body down with one hand and pinched the beak with his two fingers of the other hand, I'm watching and my uncle tells me to pay attention, I hear him but I'm watching my dad pull on that chicken beak and I don't really grab what he's telling me...and I had no idea that he was raising that axe...fuck, I'm just a fucking 5 year old who thinks like a 5 year old.

THAT FUCKING AXE CAME DOWN AND SUDDENLY, I'M NO LONGER THINKING LIKE A 5 YEAR OLD.

I was amazed at how the chickens would fly all over the place with no head...THEN...my father tells me to hold the beak while he held the body. I just did what I was told because that's the way it was.

I SPECIFICALLY REMEMBER THE WORDS OF MY UNCLE AS HE RAISED HIS AXE...he says to me "just watch out for the blade", I'm no longer thinking like a 5 year old, first thought was, "but you're holding the axe" and I'm wondering if I'm holding the beak right and then the blade comes down and I'm holding the head of a chicken by the beak and the body is flying around like a, like a "chicken with it's head cut off". I'll never forget looking back and forth at the yellow beak and then the flying headless bird. Then my dad tells me that it's the "nerves" that make the chicken fly around. That day we slaughtered over 200 birds, all decapitated by axe...and it didn't bother me.

Killing is not the same as murder, killing is an imperative act whereas murder is an act of choice. I kill because I have to, not because I want to. If I have to kill it's because it's justified, if it's not justified then it's murder.

At the age of 10, my brother 9, the chore of slaughtering chickens and rabbits were our responsibility, the pigs and cows were done by our elders until the age of 15.

Then there was the task of protecting the animals and fowl that we were later going to slaughter...coyote, coons, stray cats and dogs, any of them came into the yard, regardless of where they were in the yard, all got whacked. My father's 3 weapons of choice were the .22, the .410 and a 30-06 , all of which my brother and I were firing at 12 years old.

Just a point of interest...I remember a pack of wild dogs coming into the yard and heading right for the coop, the old man grabbed the 30-06 because there was one fuck of a big mutt that the looked like it would take a 30-06 to bring down...my dad didn't even step off the porch landing, he wacked that mutt at 150yrds with a 180grn round nose, damned near cut that dog in two pieces at the shoulder, eventually my brother and I got the other mutts with the .410 (slugs) and the .22...the cats were a big problem too but between us and two neighbors to the north of us, one being a cop, we wiped them out. (fuck I got stories of cat hunts)

What I'm stating is, that it's very important for a man to know how, when and why to kill, knowing this stops a man from committing murder.

Unlike murder there's no guilt with killing , and I killed two more coons tonight...AND I FEEL GREAT ABOUT IT.

...another sleepy dusty Delta day
I was out choppin cotton and my brother was bailin hay
At dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house for
Something to eat
And mama yelled at the back door, "remember y'all to wipe your feet"...she said she got some news this morning from Choctaw Ridge...
Billy Joe McCallister jumped off the Talahache Bridge...

Well fuck me...I've had my fill of blackeyed peas and biscuits and I've got 5 more acres in the lower 40 to plow.

Billy Joe got into it with some niggers and ✡s and thought there was an arrest warrant out for him after someone discovered a stolen bicycle near the cotton field. Then someone found a few pair of red nike runners but oddly they were all left foot shoes and a busted up menora with a lice infested kippah embedded into one of the tines.

Turned out the shoes were display items and not full sets but the niggers hocked them anyways...apparently they owed the jew money but it agreed to settle up with hot merch.

Afterwards it was revealed that someone saw Billy Joe throwing something off the "Talahache Bridge" and he was to be rewarded for his community service...but he didn't know.

And now everyone moved to Tipalo and opened a haberdashery...and that's the way it is June 3rd 2024

The bible states that man is born into sin and must be "born again" to be cleansed of [natural] sin...the (((BOLSHEVIK COMMUNIST PARASITES))) that control everything, have brainwashed the gullible masses into accepting the bullshit narrative, backed by experts, that just being born White is criminally racist...in essence a sin...and the only way to atone for this sin is to "wake up" and accept the "fake" reality of clown world.

Or am I just looking too deep into a paranoid delusion? Or is it a "COHENCIDENCE"?

BUT 1st, THE HARROWING DETAILS OF AN IMPOSSIBLE KILL THAT BECAME POSSIBLE.

Earlier I had posted that I was set up for a night of sniping coons, another mission on the front line of the "coon war", and as stated in the heading I smoked one at 150ft.

Here's the details.

I'm in position at my post and I'm breathing in the silence. I'm directly underneath a large White pine that's shedding large pine cones even without the help of a mild wind...and the skitters are vicious.

I pull up on my bolt-action .22 Marlin outfitted with 3x9x40 Leupold optics and understock orb light and scan my perimeter, 70 - 120ft, nothing, so I shut down and wait for a bit....within seconds the most hideous screeching and gnarling breaks the silence and the 1st I thought was that 2 lynx were fighting. I up the Marlin with the orb on max candle and point in the direction of the chatter...they were beyond my 120ft perimeter and in a different area...they were on a slope just inside the bush line, but their eyes lit right up with the light.

The coons split but the one that intersected my cross hairs was now head first scrambling down slope, I had the full length of it's body from head to ass. Knowing that my bullet is going to drop 6" I put the hairs on it's tailbone with the expectation of it hitting mid body into it's spine and taking out a lung...it's dark, I'm under skitter attack, the coon is outside of my comfortable kill zone with a lot of bush around it and it's running down hill....that fucking coon rolled, gasped, choked and then clawed viciously at the ground with it's front legs and got about 10ft, all while coughing up liquefied lungs...that rnd went exactly where I had intended it to go and with a lethal outcome.

When I saw the other coons they were heading for a mound of deadfall and I was locked into position at where I anticipated they would exit...they went into the mound and stayed there.

They'll get it tomorrow.

Even my old lady said tonight that I'm a good shot...

AND SHE'S RIGHT

...is one letter away from "NIGGER"..

..."N {A} G G E R.

Start dragging women by the hair again...they'll love us for it.

I was going to post this last night but I was burned out, and besides, I got wrapped up in doing a post re ANON SHIT POSTS, which I didn't finish but posted tonight. I was going to include this update with my previous "shit post" post but I had the feeling that it might have been too much to digest and comprehend for most here given that attention spans are shorter than a two letter word.

Regarding that weird night a couple days ago where the crickets were unusually loud, the strange behavior of my bears...ANNNNNND...the "out of character" episode with a "demonic" bear, but regarding that night it seems that something is different.

My bears never showed up until Sunday evening, even then, there was only one and the marsh was almost quiet...Monday evening, approx 19.30hrs I've got a full house, bears everywhere and they're happy.

I completed my previous post while sitting on my deck with my favorite mama bear "LASHES" and what I noticed was that the marsh was silent, no crickets, no frogs, only fucking mosquitoes. I've never heard the marsh so silent.

AND THE DEMON BEAR HAS NOT BEEN BACK...BUT SOMETHING IS DIFFERENT.