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As I have said for over 40 years now, the English are a quite logical, yet very shy people, which makes them kind of slightly hilarious. It’s basically why classic shows of the 80s were such a hit, like Blackadder and Mr. Bean.
So, take my wife for example, she is, in certain social situations, too shy to complain. In situation that no Latina or even East block woman would hesitate to react like a venomous snake that’s just been stepped on, she gets too shy, out of some misplaced politeness, to react appropriately. For example, when we were still in London, she’d go shopping at one of the local supermarkets, with a couple or more kids in tow by the way, and she only admitted to me after some time that the African security guard posted at the entrance had taken to greeting her regularly, which is fine, but then it had progressed to him having a quick word with her, about inconsequentials, which, being English, she of course felt duty bound to respond to, as the English do if they don’t duck their head in shyness and run off pretending not to have seen/heard you. Eventually that led to the security guard taking hold of her hand and speaking to her in more dulcet tones. Now, apparently this happened more than once, before she told me about it. Perhaps a different man would have assumed she somehow found the attention flattering, but this is certainly not her case, and when I asked why she didn’t tell me sooner, I realised yet another layer of this same timidity overlay the whole situation. Having allowed the African security guard to hold her hand as he complimented her and asked about her day, she then felt shy to tell me for fear of looking ridiculous (which she is really) and/or me being upset at her (I laughed incredulously). When she saw I was not at all concerned (at HER behaviour, I mean it’s not ideal, but not for the reasons SHE worried about), and when I asked her why she had allowed it to get to that point, but again, not accusing her of anything, she then told me in clear distress, that she doesn’t know how to deal with it, and that actually the roughly 350 lbs dustbin man, also African, and also someone she saw regularly and politely and happily greeted daily innocently, had ALSO taken to stopping her and having a “chat” while he complimented her on her looks, and making subtle but rather obvious innuendos, and she had taken to just waving frantically and then saying she had to run because of the kids, school, lunch, whatever. Again, I was sort of flabbergasted. Surely, given how she looks even today at 44, and how she looked when I first saw her at 26 and everything in between, she had learnt to fend off advances from undesirables, men in general? Squirrels? To which she admitted that while she had avoided situations that could have become dangerous (despite this little narrative she is very streetsmart normally) she still froze when in a social setting a man took the liberty of hugging her goodbye or hello or whatever a bit too invasively for her liking. Not as if they tried to touch her up or anything obvious, but just that level of fake familiarity that breeds a certain level of breach of proper boundaries. I tried to explain to her (while laughing) that it was probably not a good idea to be known in the neighbourhood as the woman with lots of kids that was friendly with all the menial workmen of African descent in the four block radius of home. Especially since a few of our kids tan really easily. Might reflect a little badly on me too. I think she may have blushed.
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I being Venetian, have mastered the art of stopping even feral human beings from approaching within three metres without even glancing at them, and I am not a touchy-feely type with anyone other than someone that is either family, or a really good friend, and even then mostly probably if we are doing martial arts. So to me the idea you let anyone invade your personal space against your wishes is just completely alien.
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Then yesterday, one of the girls had a birthday present, which was to go with some friends to an Aquapark, where the queues for the various water-slides can be long, and on the popular side they had been on there for a half-hour when some apparently South American woman tried to skip ahead in front of her and the girls she was chaperoning. Despite her lack of Italian, she just went off. Basically said to the woman “No!” she said the other one, in typically “crazy-eyed” Sudaca gave her that white-eyed, “I’m about to assault you” look, and the wife’s reaction was an unblinking, unwavering, “Bitch, you are gonna fucking DIE!” response of a direct, firm, steady as a rock “NO.”
At which point the South American was deflated and her gypsy/I’m a scary brown crazy person act deflated and she said, oh ok then you go ahead, to which the wife simply stepped ahead with the girls AND added a couple of other quiet English girls that had nothing to do with her or our girls, but just as a “fuck you” to the Latina.
I found the whole thing absolutely, hilariously, English.
Random African holds your hand while trying to politely flirt with you, and you keep demurely quiet, stressed out, smile nervously, and can’t disentangle yourself. Bin man tries the same, and sort of ditto. But let some woman JUMP A QUEUE?? Fuck NO! That’s duel to the death stuff!
I mean Italians don’t even understand the CONCEPT of queues. The stress levels on that score for her must be constant.
Another instance that comes to mind was actual Gypsies at the local Luna Park that tried to rip her off of —I swear— 1 euro on the cost of a ride she had a coupon for. Despite basically no Italian she was ready to go to the mat with samurai-sword levels of violent excess. She actually got the Gypsy to relent and give her the 1 euro back. I would not have bothered, not because I am a shy wallflower type, but because, it’s a fucking Gypsy, and honestly the 5 minutes of arguing to me is simply not worth it, and yes, I am 100% cognisant that that is precisely why the Gypsy does it, but in my regular mood I probably would just accept it as part of the cost of the ride being run by… a Gypsy. Of course, I am also liable to react far more extremely if you get me on an off day, but for my wife this is not a one-off. For some reason, that one euro attempt at a rip-off is SIMPLY INTOLERABLE! While other faux-pas that if they happened in my presence would probably necessitate grievous bodily harm to merely break even in my concept of basic human dignity, she excuses as “oh well…”
The situation was permanently resolved by me going with her to the supermarket on a weekend and when we left looking directly at the security guard, smiling, and saying hello as she stood next to me and pretended not to see the man. He looked nervous, and I clocked him as essentially harmless (not that that is ever a guarantee of anything), and it never happened again. Ditto when we saw the bin-man. This time she smiled at him and introduced me as her husband. He looked deflated. Neither of these was a case that was ever likely to escalate, but the point is that you simply never know. Humans, like all animals, are unpredictable creatures and can become vicious for reasons no one can rationally explain. And a healthy dose of “I am the opposite of a victim type” natural body-language is always the best initial defence before anything even develops, as various studies have since proven, even if it was always obvious to some of us. The fact is in most settings the wife is FAR from a victim type, but she has that “I must be polite” Englishness, that they seem to have ingrained from birth. A good English friend who now lives in the East block of Europe put it as “When I first moved here I was a bit fragile you know, I think I was permanently offended for about two years before I realised they are not actually rude, just direct and quite honest.” It made me laugh, because my experience with Russians and the other denizens of that side of the planet is the opposite. I find the directness very relaxing and refreshing. You’re having REAL communication instead of the fake veneer of it.
I think it happened a grand total of twice that I recall that anyone, in my decades of working on building sites, even dared try it. Once was just verbal, I was giving some guy hell for having screwed something up, but still politely and professionally, when some boomer type spoke up with a hint of sarcasm, thinking he would use that plausible deniability and his being older as a kind of “managing the situation” type of thing, which is ALSO a very English way of doing things, a sort of avoiding direct conflict by doing some passive aggressive, plausibly deniable (it never is for people like me) snarky comment. My response was a tad more direct than he, or anyone else in the open plan office expected: “Shut the fuck up, I’m not talking to you, and this Doesn’t concern you.” We already had HR in the UK back then, but on that site the Project Manager was AWESOME, and he had actually told the director of the firm he didn’t want “the silly bitch” that had come to site procedurally for HR reasons to darken his site again. This man was the exception hat proves the rule, full on English man, the most direct, aggressive aggressive guy I ever met on any job, and we worked like a well-oiled team and made that firm a lot of money. The other time was again, some guy on site that thought he would “assert his Alphaness, or whatever” and as he walked past behind me he put his hand on my bald head and said, “oh that’s a perfect slapped!” in a “joking manner” this was a few years later for the same firm but on a site with HR more present, and the response was proportional. I told him to keep his hands to himself if he didn’t want me to throw him out of the nearest window, and since we were only one or two floors up he would go through it without opening it either. Except I didn’t tell him that nicely or with such nice words. I did not get up nor turn around to look at him. He immediately apologised profusely and said he was very sorry and didn’t mean anything by it etc. the rest of the room with several people in it went that deathly still you get when fear hangs in the air. I really am NOT a touchy-feely type, especially with strangers. But I digress (eh, it’s what I do).
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By SubStackSyncer | 7 July 2026 | Posted in SubStack
Those who followed the old blog (see link to OG blog above) will know this, because the Kurganings of idiots never, ever, cease. The idiots never cease too. They just get banned, but there is always a tsunami of idiots that immediately fills the gap. When one of them is particularly stupid, particularly dishonest, and so on, he gets what has come to be known as a Kurganing, which was rather well defined by a reader here not too long ago:
And this is what will now precisely happen to Redbeard, that cowardly moron I met briefly in the USA who Neve had the balls to say of these things to my face then, and would immediately swallow his tongue in the panic of wishing to apologise if I should ever see him again.
Here is his continued retardation concerning the Flat-Earth… He already had a post just to
himself just before this one!
And of course, the original post which he LIED about
is here
.
THIS SPECIMEN, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IS PERHAPS THE VERY FIRST TO RECEIVE TWO KURGANINGS IN A ROW!
Behold his face!
(it’s actually a pretty good likeness)
Here below we shall now see how many chances, in my usual dulcet tones, I gave him to demonstrate he is not a lying piece of shit, but only retarded. But no, no, he insisted in lying repeatedly, so, ladies and gentlemen, please put your hazmat suits and eye protection on; this level of stupid and dishonest is very toxic. At the end I give you the undeniable proof of his complete dishonesty in case you just want to save some brain cells and skip to that.
So, of course, because we MUST flagellate the very ghost of these dead horses, here is the screen capture of the simple exercise which is at the bottom of the original post on these complete retards that are the Flat Earthers. But did he do it? Nope. Did he he say would do a simple exercise? Yup. And there it is. Stupid AND a LIAR.
I have to give
credit for calling this out a while back though:
It’s not like I didn’t know, trust me, but it is important to expose the stupid to the world.
We only have one consolation, he is so utterly inept, not just in every way, but socially too, that it is a certainty he will thankfully not ever reproduce. You need to look at silver linings, people, because this level of idiocy might depress you otherwise. I mean, it’s not like he knows how, but imagine if democracy actually existed and was real. This specimen could technically VOTE. They may even allow him out of door in a moving vehicle of some sort EVEN AS YOU READ THIS! I know, I know, it’s best not to think about it.
I think I’ve decided against writing a humorous novel about the Flat Earth being real. The way the planet is going it would become a best-seller and thought of as a documentary.
I do however sometimes wish the Earth WAS flat… if it were, we might induce these retards to walk off the edge of it, like lemmings.
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Now, some of you think this is a huge waste of time, and you have a sort of point, BUT, I assure you it does produce results. You see, I have a LOOOOOOOOOONNG history, of browbeating retards in many, many, many, ways, online, in real life, at work, in business, and on and on. While it is unpleasant work, it is also necessary work. It’s like those bullies at school that maybe gave wedgies to the freaky kids, or slammed them in lockers, whatever. Everyone always said how that was so bad, and today of course with online nonsense it’s a different thing, but the public shaming of such imbeciles is absolutely necessary, and more people should do it. Because the stupid are dangerous and worse than evil people, as Professor Cipolla proved beyond any doubt with his fifth law. It is incumbent upon those of us of noble birth, to try and hold back the tide of stupid, by “bullying” these morons with facts, truth, and massive ridicule. So that maybe, just maybe, they go back under their rocks and inside their closets, where they belong.
Yes, I do mean like lemmings, just as they were filmed “doing it spontaneously” in those old films that perpetuated the myth. By driving them hard and fast off said ledge.
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By SubStackSyncer | 3 July 2026 | Posted in SubStack
I swear if you could somehow distill the stupidity of a flat-earthed and make it into a ray, you would have the absolutely most vicious weapon on Earth. You could zap people with it and then watch them swallow their own tongue when you told them it was a strawberry. The original post that got these protozoic life-forms to crawl out of whatever hole they normally gestate in without benefit of any neurones, was
here
.
This level of stupidity has to be seen to be believed. Enjoy.
I actually believe I met this retard in real life, and he tried very, ver, very, gently to mention some of his fucking idiocy at me while sitting across from me when I shared a meal with him and another guy who had brought me to the USA to do a talk. As usual, in person, he immediately went silent when I politely, but directly, told him he was talking fucking nonsense. Later, after he was safely behind a screen again I think he sent me a text telling me how intolerant I was. You see boys and girls, this is why bullying in schools in my day was a good thing. The weak kids got tough, and the absolute idiots learnt to shut the fuck up and not spread their stupid around like it was normal. Now… you see these types being zombies in the streets of many American cities, shitting on the sidewalk, or whatever.
His last comment takes the cake. Honestly, how can you even TRY to communicate with such creatures. I swear I am CERTAIN that lab rats have more intelligence than “people” like this guy. They really are stealing oxygen.
One Patrick Selden, on the previous, previous post said this:
Now, I have toyed (if time ever permits) with he idea of writing another novella. These are shortish books (30,000 times out of 60,000 words, usual novels are around 70,000) which I can usually knock out in a bout a week if I am not busy doing other important things (so maybe a month or two, because I never have a free week). And I have several options in mind, so I’d appreciate. your reply to this poll, so I might be able to please the highest number of people.
In case you are not aware, here is the
Inferos Vortex
first 2 books.
Don’t be lazy. push a button, but read the previous post first about pushing buttons.
So on the Poll that 75 people answered with apparently 3 supporting the pedophile rapist Polanski it turns out it was instead a mere case of what a gentleman pointed out is the
Lizardman Constant
. Which is quite a funny read. So ultimately, all is well here at the Kurgan Blog.
On the other hand, while 2 of the wrong button pushers were apparently acting from withdrawal symptoms of their drug of choice (coffee) another couple were suffering from illiteracy and reading comprehension issues that required them to re-read, avoid pushing, or pushing the wrong button.
As I said, I’m not giving any of these guys launch codes!
The screenshot below was taken as a result of a comment left, yet again, by the unique Chris Cook on
my post on these very special creatures
. Chris is a specimen of “human” that wanders around, and apparently types on a keyboard, with possibly less cognition than your average amoeba. Science should definitely study him.
Enjoy the radiation that exudes off this level of stupidity, like sunlight, making moss, mono cellular organisms, and bacteria, feel infinitely superior and glorious in their intelligence.
Now, I admit, I DO have a somewhat perverse sense of humour, and I have toyed with the idea of writing a novella or two, where the protagonist (a very much Mary Sue character, much like the main protagonist of the two novellas in the
Inferos Vortex series
were) discovering we DO in fact live on a flat Earth. Or a Hollow Earth. Or… possibly both! Though that last one would be a tough one. I see it as a kind of new genre, absurdist humour of a scientific bend. Our hero would have to be some kind of luckless explorer, discovering the shocking truth of flatness and hollowness and the resulting complete overhaul of the most basic functions of… well… reality itself.
This lady is supposedly the strictest headmistress in the UK.
And she says a few things I completely disagree with:
The cops are not evil or incompetent. They are just Afraid of being called Racist.
WE (Boomers, GenXers and Older Millennials) made them so afraid of being called racist.
So here is my opinion.
Yes they ARE evil, AND incompetent, AND cowardly. And they should absolutely be hung for their crimes. If you sign up to be a cop or a soldier you absolutely need to be held to standards FAR above the norm. If as a cop you refuse to prosecute Pakistani Rapist, out of FEAR, you, as far as I am concerned, should be lined up against a wall and shot. No, it’s not enough to be fired. You need to be EXECUTED for dereliction of duty. And that should ABSOLUTELY be the law. Why? Because as a member of the armed forces, you are saying you are warrior class. And what is the DUTY of a warrior? The ONLY duty? To protect the CITIZENS. You get to do whatever needs doing to protect normal people. This should absolutely include removing evil judges, politicians, and other criminals, as well as other CORRUPT warriors, by force as required. So what does this mean? It means they should be above ANY kind of ethical question. It means they should be willing and consciously able, to put their life between danger and normal people. Dying in service of their fellow man is literally part of their duties if required. Do warriors get special treatment? Sure. There is honour, there is prestige, there is to a certain extent, glory. Leonidas and his 300 are still part of our memories (for those who can still read) many centuries after they did what they did. So are the Crusaders. So are the Samurai. Those pieces of shit that handcuffed Henry Novak as he bled out, should have their name entirely blotted out from history at worst. And at best they should be remembered forever as the disgusting cowards they are. After they are executed (legally of course) for criminal dereliction of duty. If that were indeed the law of the land, how many do you think would sign up to be cops or soldiers? I say NONE of the ones currently doing those jobs, because it has been my long-time experience, certainly in the UK, that the vast majority of the current cops there are the cowards that wanted to have government sanction to be thugs, being too stupid, incompetent, or cowardly to be criminals without it.
No. There is no WE. There is YOU. I sure as shit never drank that kool-aid. And I don’t associate with anyone that does. And YES, the Boomers as a general rule ARE responsible, because as a general rule, they STILL push that bullshit. And YES, the Millennals tend to do so as well. But ultimately the fault is of every person so weak, stupid and malleable that they allowed themselves into not believing the very reality in front of them. And the people pushing that Propaganda are by and large, in the EXTREME majority of cases, pushing everything from open borders, to feminism, divorce, abortion, DIE programs, euthanasia and war, are… (drum roll) the SAME tribe that invented Fiat money and usury. The same tribe that says in the unholy Talmud that raping small children under age 3 is not a crime. The same tribe that has shot over 140 CHILDREN in the head and torso with sniper rifles (documented) in Gaza. Go on, NAME THEM. Can you even do it? Or are YOU too cowardly to say it?
So yes, we can salvage things, but it’s not going to be done by a school mistress. It will be done (if it is done at all) the same way it has always been done: with rivers of blood. Not because I want it, or like it, or prefer it. But because that is how reality works. And if and when it happens, I sincerely hope every single member of that tribe will be confined to their own country, and refused any entry at all, ever, in any country that is not theirs. The real paradise on Earth would happen when:
FIAT money is no longer a thing and the Gold standard is reinstated.
Sovereign nations are run by and for the benefit of their NATIVE citizens.
LEGAL Immigration is limited to no more than 5% of the population AT MOST.
Illegal immigration is punished severely.
The Death penalty for certain crimes is reinstated. Especially the rape of children.
Feminism is rejected en masse.
Religion is intimately involved with the laws of a state.
Religions/cultures/ethnicities that are incompatible are forbidden in their respective counterparts. Child rape is incompatible with Western values, so Jews and Muslims should not live in Western countries at all. Nor should such religions be practised in the West at all.
Usury in all its forms should be banned on pain of death.
The Novus Ordo religion should be identified as NON-Catholic and their impostors removed from the Vatican and every original Catholic structure.
That, like it or not, would return the world to a far, far, far better place. And no, it’s not hate. The Jews can do whatever disgusting thing they want to do, in THEIR country, and only there. Ditto the Muslims. Ditto the Catholics, Ditto the Protestants, and so on. China for the Chinese, America for the Americans, and if they want to secede then so be it, and Texas for the Texans and so on.
You want to pass through Catholic Italy? You educate yourself and follow our laws and rules. I want to go see Saudi Arabia? I educate myself and follow their rules there.
Simple. And that way you get REAL diversity too.
Go on, explain to me what’s unfair or “racist” about any of this.
I’m starting to think there is more than a little something to astrology.
I have had this idea for a long time, mostly due to a book I read maybe 40 years ago called Unmentionable Subjects. I can’t find it now, so maybe it’s out of print and I certainly don’t recall the author, but he had an interesting bit in there about how it made sense that at the moment of birth the various influences of the gravity fields of the various bodies in our solar system, as well as possibly further afield could have an influence on our brains.
That, along with various other aspects of reality (fractal aspects of the human brain/hologrammic universe, and others) too involved to get into here, have given me the view that as I say, there is a bit more to it than nothing. There is also the fact that all the so-called “statistical studies” done to “prove” that there is nothing to astrology have methodologies that are completely flawed and would not pass muster as statistical studies in any case at even an elementary level.
Anyway, all that said, the real reason I think so is my family.
Our kids are composed of 2 Water Signs, 2 Air Signs, 1 Earth and 1 Fire sign. And what I noticed is this:
The fire sign, is, like me, generally always positive, doesn’t hold a grudge, is ready to GO, with pretty much anything, and while she has a fiery temper, she is also very affectionate and fearless.
The Air signs are generally quite, well, airy… which means inventive, quick witted but in a more aetheric way than the fire sign, who are also quick-witted but in more practical, instantaneous, tactical way. The Earth sign is instead slower perhaps in his considerations, but generally foundational and immovable in his perceptions, which can be of a depth that surprises me regularly. And the water signs of course are moody, subterfugeous, scheming, and I would say rather deceptive in their ways, the least transparent of the elements.
I may be biased because I am one too, but I would say the fire signs are the most direct and transparent. We really are the best people! Air signs are pretty direct too but they have a head in the clouds aspect that can make them imaginative, inventive, and surprising, though not in a necessarily intentionally deceptive way. Earth signs are not really deceptive either, but they are a bit like Ents in The Lord of the Rings. Naturally somewhat laconic and gradual in their ways, one could be fooled into thinking they are simpler than they are, when in fact, they have quiet but deep ponderings.
Overall, I’d say that it is water signs that are the most deceptive, and most consciously and knowingly so. There is an element of general suspicion and subterfuge in their way of thinking that is somewhat alien certainly to fire signs. Of course, anyone of any sign can be a deceptive asshole intentionally, but I mean this more as the kind if “flavour” of it. I think water signs are natural schemers. Even when not being deceptive they will have two or three levels of considerations below the obvious ones for how they act or take on the world. Fire signs by contrast, if deceptive have generally a specific, direct and fairly obvious intent. Earth signs might be the least deceptive in a way, as they naturally tend to move with the sort of tectonic intent of geology. If conscious, their deceptions are probably obvious and motivated by some rather deep dissatisfaction with something probably fundamental to them. Air signs might be deceptive because they saw a butterfly and they want to see where it goes so will lie about why they have to leave the meeting now. Or they could deceive you perfectly, directly, cleverly and inventively, only to forget their own lie a day later and expose it themselves.
