At about 2:20 P.M.,9/20/16, I was writing landscapes when the TV show my Aunt was watching began covering the divorce of Brad Pitt and his Luscious-Lipped Adoptress. The panel of females laid the groundwork for reinvigorating the “white men are evil” mantra of the Media State. I believe the purpose behind this mantra is the fact that “white men” are the only human race that have consistently broken the chains of their own slavery> therefore, following this logic, any committed Statist must seek the eradication of masculine, paleface, ethnic identity.

Only the gay reporter—who obviously would give almost anything to blow Brad Pitt—and Ozzie’s groupie turned wife, came to the evil paleface face’s support. The rest got out the rope and the crowd howled for Brad’s handsome demise.

Next, the woman, who, in another age, might have been the den mother of Tamerlane’s Seraglio, announced that another innocent, unarmed black man was shot down by white police with no provocation. Then 20 seconds of edited footage was shown for proof to support this contention—which may very well be correct. Numerous violent criminals and murders wear badges. But, often, upon examination, these edited video clips conceal the fact that a man refused to cooperate with the cowardly police. So, as a rational crackpot, I defer judgement until see the entire clip from various angles, equally willing to condemn either party and sometimes both.

The fading Asian beauty played her fellow panelists like an orchestra conductor, building crowd anger against systemic racism by, and only by, white men. Then came the negress heart-string solo, in which the black female comedian blubbered and ranted, working the crowd into frenzied ovation—as effectively as Alexander, Mussolini, or Hitler ever did.

The Dindu horde has been weaponized, welded together of every race, equal parts guilt, greed, hate and fear, swallowing the creed of original Euro-Masculine Sin, that all palefaces are born equally evil and only those who plead for Fem-Ebony Forgiveness and publicly sacrifice their tainted souls, are worthy of Media Salvation.

Wake up, paleface, that virtual knife is being honed to sunder your unforgivable soul.