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A Healing Plague
More Shitposting from Teutonic Fist
At the moment there are two strains of flu viruses teaming up to ravage the already overburdened British National Health Service. The same rotten public Health Care System that the European Union wanted Britain to privatize cause it degraded like all public programs into an ineffective rent seeking scam.
Let us use this moment to remember the Great Plague Epidemic of 1348, which liberated the English from the Normanic Ruling class and saved me from having to learn French as the great Lingua Franca of the Western World.
Many romantic words in the English Language are not Latin leftovers from Roman Times, but came with the Normanic Invasion 1066. That’s why you have especially different words in English in regards to raw products, like pig, and the finished cuoisine, like Pork, from the French porc. The English peasant had no business eating the Lords pigs, and the Lord himself a French speaking Norman would refer to his own food in the French language.
The Normans ruled with an iron fist and great cruelty over their Anglo-Saxon subjects. The tale of Robin Hood is not the one of an proto-socialist Social Justice Warrior who retributed from the Rich to the Poor, but the one of an Saxon Guerrilla and resistance fighter. It was this way until 1348, when the sacred plague finally rid the English of their Norman rulers by killing especially the people in dense populated areas, where the upper class used to live. Without this Plague, we would most likely speak French. And that would be a fate worse than the plague.
So let us hope foreign plagues make up for themselves this time too, by ridding England of its foreign thieves tyrants, since a virus has a special taste for organisms with little genetic diversity, like someone who marries is cousin would have. Pray to the Plague Lord, paint the rune of the fly, and let his children do their work.
And maybe play a bit Pandemic II or Plague Inc. to get you in the mood.
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Sam J.January 18, 2018 1:33 PM UTC

National Review is a complete waste of time. Look how they slant you're understanding of events by channeling your attention into some obscure peripheral thoughts. [Yes I'm fully aware of the hypocrisy of this statement after doing exactly the same thing with that faulty link that's even worse] What's the reason we are at war? It's so much simpler. We're at war with them because we've invaded their country. We invaded their country because the Jews and their lackeys blew up the WTC on 9-11 and they've been feeding us lies about it every since.
BobJanuary 15, 2018 9:43 PM UTC

Fascinating post on etymology. Thanks.

On cousin-marriages:

One is tempted to call tu quoque, but that just wouldn't be cricket.