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Let me start off by saying that researching your ancestral heritage is a cope. It’s one of my copes if you can call it that.
My consistent research has led to me discovering several lines of my fathers family (haven’t fully researched my moms side yet) that has lead back to Royalty/Nobility, mostly of Norman origin in England but also French origin due to intermarriage as well as various other countries. Am I proud of this heritage?
FUCK NO.
Why the fuck would I be proud to be descended from just a few exceptional ancestors who have had zero positive impact on my genetics? I am NOT proud of my shitty heritage. I don’t carry their surnames, or their noble titles/land/prestige/wealth as one of their distant descendants so why the fuck should I be proud of that? They’ve given me nothing.
JFL if you’re proud of your “heritage” as an incel. Tradcucks love talking about heritage and always want to be Nordic and Germanic because they are objectively superior races and have the best genes that urinals want. You have SHIT genes if you’re an incel and all of the good has been washed out. These forebears can’t save you or I from inceldom. They can’t magic up some Chad genes from the Afterlife (believing in God and the afterlife is cope) and have you wake up with a Chad jawline.
I probably don’t even have noble blood it’s probably a mistake on my part. I’ve probably fucked up and I descend from some stinky, ugly, useless, expendable peasant and serf cucks who got told what to do by their fat lord, were tied to their lords estate for life, as were their parents, grandparents and so will their children and grandchildren, and ate stale bread every day until they died of dysentery next to the pigs in their rented house made out of straw and cowshit and had their dead corpse with flies on it discovered by the local bailiff whos come to physically remove the peasant from his appalling dwelling because he hasn’t been working in the field all day and met the mandatory work requirements that his overlord has set for him. Chad peasants are exempt from this because they can just fuck their way into the nobility with their superior genetics.
I’ve noticed that Chad’s like to brag about their heritage just like they brag about their looks, because it increases their status. Stacy says “wow you’re descended from him? That’s so cool!” and it instantly increases his prestige and status. If an incel did this he’d be laughed at. I’ve also noticed that noble surnames are more common amongst those who are wealthy and middle-upper class while occupational surnames and common surnames are found amongst the lower class inferior dregs. If you are a low class dreg with a common surname, you’re a subhuman.
Bottom line: My ancestry and heritage is garbage. It’s shit because I’m ugly as fuck. If it was worth a fuck, I’d be good looking, tall and Chad. Instead I’m ugly, short and a virgin in my twenties. My ancestors can fuck off, they’ve done nothing for me.
My consistent research has led to me discovering several lines of my fathers family (haven’t fully researched my moms side yet) that has lead back to Royalty/Nobility, mostly of Norman origin in England but also French origin due to intermarriage as well as various other countries. Am I proud of this heritage?
FUCK NO.
Why the fuck would I be proud to be descended from just a few exceptional ancestors who have had zero positive impact on my genetics? I am NOT proud of my shitty heritage. I don’t carry their surnames, or their noble titles/land/prestige/wealth as one of their distant descendants so why the fuck should I be proud of that? They’ve given me nothing.
JFL if you’re proud of your “heritage” as an incel. Tradcucks love talking about heritage and always want to be Nordic and Germanic because they are objectively superior races and have the best genes that urinals want. You have SHIT genes if you’re an incel and all of the good has been washed out. These forebears can’t save you or I from inceldom. They can’t magic up some Chad genes from the Afterlife (believing in God and the afterlife is cope) and have you wake up with a Chad jawline.
I probably don’t even have noble blood it’s probably a mistake on my part. I’ve probably fucked up and I descend from some stinky, ugly, useless, expendable peasant and serf cucks who got told what to do by their fat lord, were tied to their lords estate for life, as were their parents, grandparents and so will their children and grandchildren, and ate stale bread every day until they died of dysentery next to the pigs in their rented house made out of straw and cowshit and had their dead corpse with flies on it discovered by the local bailiff whos come to physically remove the peasant from his appalling dwelling because he hasn’t been working in the field all day and met the mandatory work requirements that his overlord has set for him. Chad peasants are exempt from this because they can just fuck their way into the nobility with their superior genetics.
I’ve noticed that Chad’s like to brag about their heritage just like they brag about their looks, because it increases their status. Stacy says “wow you’re descended from him? That’s so cool!” and it instantly increases his prestige and status. If an incel did this he’d be laughed at. I’ve also noticed that noble surnames are more common amongst those who are wealthy and middle-upper class while occupational surnames and common surnames are found amongst the lower class inferior dregs. If you are a low class dreg with a common surname, you’re a subhuman.
Bottom line: My ancestry and heritage is garbage. It’s shit because I’m ugly as fuck. If it was worth a fuck, I’d be good looking, tall and Chad. Instead I’m ugly, short and a virgin in my twenties. My ancestors can fuck off, they’ve done nothing for me.