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did the shooter identify with incels or did he just sympathize with them?
either way, it's a bit fishy that he/she is posting this on cucktears of all places
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Just because people got killed by coconuts doesn't mean that coconuts are inherently evil, or dangerous.
My dear friend of 26 years was present at the shootingcommitted by the self-identified Incel and even though she's safe and physically unharmed, I'm having a really hard time with it since learning about his status as an Incel.
>a thewitchking postAh, so what do we have here?
Very interesting. So, apparently, our author didn't have an issue with the fact that her "very dear friend" was present at the scene of a double homicide until she learned the assailant's status as an "incel." It's only then that the fact her friend could have left her silly little yoga class in no way save for in the spirit caused her such wrenching pain that sought solace in the embrace of Inceltears, a group well-known for their overflowing sensitivity and compassion.
Now, in this woman's defense, if such a thing could be regarded as defense, she claims that the fact the subject was supposedly an incel rather than some religious or political extremist, or a disgruntled employee of the gym or the estranged paramour of one its patrons, made the entire situation so intensely painful for her because she was dedicated to saving incels. She's a member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" after all. Honestly, I have no idea what such a movement would entail. How do you prevent a man from becoming incel? Murder ugly children and infants before they leave the nursery so they never grow into the repulsive men that no woman would or could possibly desire and love? Not the rosiest of scenarios but, sad though it may be, we all of us know that's the only way one could prevent incels from coming into being. As long as a distinction exists between ugliness and beauty, there will be incels. We are humanity's hideous little secret, aren't we? When our more fortunate kin compose their songs, script their operas and dream their sagas involving all the glories of love they do so assuming that everyone listening can relate, at least in some small sense. They don't waste a single thought on their repulsive siblings for whom romance, along with its attendant joys are sorrows, is nothing but an impossible dream.
Now, of course, our traumatized member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" doesn't have the murder of deformed infants while they still sleep on the grave on her mind. From what I can gather, her intent is to rescue the ugly and unwanted from the devils that inevitably haunt those who, through no fault of their own, are rendered incapable of enjoying the experiences that nearly every goddamned person walking the face of Earth have or eventually will. She wants to teach the poor abominations how to react to the revulsion of women with a sweet and gentle smile, to teach Nature's abortions how to appreciate their proper place in the grand order of things. Because you can't ever hope to prevent incels from being born save prayers that would guarantee the unlovable choke to death upon the umbilical cord while still sleeping in the womb, but you can teach incels to be ashamed of feeling the pain and resentment any human being would if they spent every waking moment from adolescence onward told they were too terrible to receive the sexual affection the vast majority take for granted. You can't prevent the viper from being born or charm it from its inclination to bite so, in lieu of that, merely tear the fangs from its jaw. Sure, that may guarantee the serpent's prolonged death by bleeding and starvation, but what of it? Who cares if the revolting snake ties a terrible death just so long as it bites no one without you having to shoulder the burden of crushing its head?
So this is the woman, this therapist and healer, dedicated to preventing incels. What little optimism remains to me, fragile and emaciated though it may be, begs me upon its knees with clasped hands to regard this post as nothing more than a nasty little bit of play-acting by a lonely person desperate for just a tiny bit of attention and validation. Can you imagine the type of person who is suddenly rendered incapable of compassion for the ugly and unloved because a single handsome lunatic took up a gun? She can no longer abide our devils, legion though they and those haunted by them are, because someone claiming to belong to our tribe succumbed to a private pantheon of fiends all his own?
That would be horrible, wouldn't it? And that's precisely why this woman's post was not some silly farce or gambit for attention. This is precisely how we are treated, this is exactly the way humanity regards us. They claim to be scandalized by the attacks of Rodger, Minassian and all the rest even though their relation to them is tenuous at best. Never for a moment believe it. The blood of the victims of such attacks are tantamount to manna from Heaven for them, an answer to the prayers of the starving. They need some reason to hate the ugly, they're desperate for some excuse to resent the wails of the despised, even if such cries reach their ears as the faintest of echoes. Even the faintest murmur of an abomination could ruin the party, couldn't it? All it takes is a single weed to corrupt the Garden's loveliness, especially when you lack the courage to tear it from the earth with your own hands and cast it into the fire.
They need these murderers because without them they would have no excuse for their hatred of us. Blessed by the appareance of a single devil, the purportedly righteous find a way to justify the agony of a multitude of innocent monsters who burn down in Hell merely because they were unfortunate to have been born down there.
Beierle isn't our saint or redeemer.
He's theirs.
cucks deserve hollow tips
tbhBeierle isn't our saint or redeemer.
He's theirs.
I love your postsAh, so what do we have here?
Very interesting. So, apparently, our author didn't have an issue with the fact that her "very dear friend" was present at the scene of a double homicide until she learned the assailant's status as an "incel." It's only then that the fact her friend could have left her silly little yoga class in no way save for in the spirit caused her such wrenching pain that sought solace in the embrace of Inceltears, a group well-known for their overflowing sensitivity and compassion.
Now, in this woman's defense, if such a thing could be regarded as defense, she claims that the fact the subject was supposedly an incel rather than some religious or political extremist, or a disgruntled employee of the gym or the estranged paramour of one its patrons, made the entire situation so intensely painful for her because she was dedicated to saving incels. She's a member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" after all. Honestly, I have no idea what such a movement would entail. How do you prevent a man from becoming incel? Murder ugly children and infants before they leave the nursery so they never grow into the repulsive men that no woman would or could possibly desire and love? Not the rosiest of scenarios but, sad though it may be, we all of us know that's the only way one could prevent incels from coming into being. As long as a distinction exists between ugliness and beauty, there will be incels. We are humanity's hideous little secret, aren't we? When our more fortunate kin compose their songs, script their operas and dream their sagas involving all the glories of love they do so assuming that everyone listening can relate, at least in some small sense. They don't waste a single thought on their repulsive siblings for whom romance, along with its attendant joys are sorrows, is nothing but an impossible dream.
Now, of course, our traumatized member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" doesn't have the murder of deformed infants while they still sleep on the grave on her mind. From what I can gather, her intent is to rescue the ugly and unwanted from the devils that inevitably haunt those who, through no fault of their own, are rendered incapable of enjoying the experiences that nearly every goddamned person walking the face of Earth have or eventually will. She wants to teach the poor abominations how to react to the revulsion of women with a sweet and gentle smile, to teach Nature's abortions how to appreciate their proper place in the grand order of things. Because you can't ever hope to prevent incels from being born save prayers that would guarantee the unlovable choke to death upon the umbilical cord while still sleeping in the womb, but you can teach incels to be ashamed of feeling the pain and resentment any human being would if they spent every waking moment from adolescence onward told they were too terrible to receive the sexual affection the vast majority take for granted. You can't prevent the viper from being born or charm it from its inclination to bite so, in lieu of that, merely tear the fangs from its jaw. Sure, that may guarantee the serpent's prolonged death by bleeding and starvation, but what of it? Who cares if the revolting snake ties a terrible death just so long as it bites no one without you having to shoulder the burden of crushing its head?
So this is the woman, this therapist and healer, dedicated to preventing incels. What little optimism remains to me, fragile and emaciated though it may be, begs me upon its knees with clasped hands to regard this post as nothing more than a nasty little bit of play-acting by a lonely person desperate for just a tiny bit of attention and validation. Can you imagine the type of person who is suddenly rendered incapable of compassion for the ugly and unloved because a single handsome lunatic took up a gun? She can no longer abide our devils, legion though they and those haunted by them are, because someone claiming to belong to our tribe succumbed to a private pantheon of fiends all his own?
That would be horrible, wouldn't it? And that's precisely why this woman's post was not some silly farce or gambit for attention. This is precisely how we are treated, this is exactly the way humanity regards us. They claim to be scandalized by the attacks of Rodger, Minassian and all the rest even though their relation to them is tenuous at best. Never for a moment believe it. The blood of the victims of such attacks are tantamount to manna from Heaven for them, an answer to the prayers of the starving. They need some reason to hate the ugly, they're desperate for some excuse to resent the wails of the despised, even if such cries reach their ears as the faintest of echoes. Even the faintest murmur of an abomination could ruin the party, couldn't it? All it takes is a single weed to corrupt the Garden's loveliness, especially when you lack the courage to tear it from the earth with your own hands and cast it into the fire.
They need these murderers because without them they would have no excuse for their hatred of us. Blessed by the appareance of a single devil, the purportedly righteouss find a way to justify the agony of a multitude of innocent monsters who burn down in Hell merely because they were unfortunate to have been born down there.
Beierle isn't our saint or redeemer.
He's theirs.
LARP fake shit
High Iq comment, thanks for the good readAh, so what do we have here?
Very interesting. So, apparently, our author didn't have an issue with the fact that her "very dear friend" was present at the scene of a double homicide until she learned the assailant's status as an "incel." It's only then that the fact her friend could have left her silly little yoga class in no way save for in the spirit caused her such wrenching pain that sought solace in the embrace of Inceltears, a group well-known for their overflowing sensitivity and compassion.
Now, in this woman's defense, if such a thing could be regarded as defense, she claims that the fact the subject was supposedly an incel rather than some religious or political extremist, or a disgruntled employee of the gym or the estranged paramour of one its patrons, made the entire situation so intensely painful for her because she was dedicated to saving incels. She's a member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" after all. Honestly, I have no idea what such a movement would entail. How do you prevent a man from becoming incel? Murder ugly children and infants before they leave the nursery so they never grow into the repulsive men that no woman would or could possibly desire and love? Not the rosiest of scenarios but, sad though it may be, we all of us know that's the only way one could prevent incels from coming into being. As long as a distinction exists between ugliness and beauty, there will be incels. We are humanity's hideous little secret, aren't we? When our more fortunate kin compose their songs, script their operas and dream their sagas involving all the glories of love they do so assuming that everyone listening can relate, at least in some small sense. They don't waste a single thought on their repulsive siblings for whom romance, along with its attendant joys are sorrows, is nothing but an impossible dream.
Now, of course, our traumatized member of the "Incel Prevention Movement" doesn't have the murder of deformed infants while they still sleep on the grave on her mind. From what I can gather, her intent is to rescue the ugly and unwanted from the devils that inevitably haunt those who, through no fault of their own, are rendered incapable of enjoying the experiences that nearly every goddamned person walking the face of Earth have or eventually will. She wants to teach the poor abominations how to react to the revulsion of women with a sweet and gentle smile, to teach Nature's abortions how to appreciate their proper place in the grand order of things. Because you can't ever hope to prevent incels from being born save prayers that would guarantee the unlovable choke to death upon the umbilical cord while still sleeping in the womb, but you can teach incels to be ashamed of feeling the pain and resentment any human being would if they spent every waking moment from adolescence onward told they were too terrible to receive the sexual affection the vast majority take for granted. You can't prevent the viper from being born or charm it from its inclination to bite so, in lieu of that, merely tear the fangs from its jaw. Sure, that may guarantee the serpent's prolonged death by bleeding and starvation, but what of it? Who cares if the revolting snake ties a terrible death just so long as it bites no one without you having to shoulder the burden of crushing its head?
So this is the woman, this therapist and healer, dedicated to preventing incels. What little optimism remains to me, fragile and emaciated though it may be, begs me upon its knees with clasped hands to regard this post as nothing more than a nasty little bit of play-acting by a lonely person desperate for just a tiny bit of attention and validation. Can you imagine the type of person who is suddenly rendered incapable of compassion for the ugly and unloved because a single handsome lunatic took up a gun? She can no longer abide our devils, legion though they and those haunted by them are, because someone claiming to belong to our tribe succumbed to a private pantheon of fiends all his own?
That would be horrible, wouldn't it? And that's precisely why this woman's post was not some silly farce or gambit for attention. This is precisely how we are treated, this is exactly the way humanity regards us. They claim to be scandalized by the attacks of Rodger, Minassian and all the rest even though their relation to them is tenuous at best. Never for a moment believe it. The blood of the victims of such attacks are tantamount to manna from Heaven for them, an answer to the prayers of the starving. They need some reason to hate the ugly, they're desperate for some excuse to resent the wails of the despised, even if such cries reach their ears as the faintest of echoes. Even the faintest murmur of an abomination could ruin the party, couldn't it? All it takes is a single weed to corrupt the Garden's loveliness, especially when you lack the courage to tear it from the earth with your own hands and cast it into the fire.
They need these murderers because without them they would have no excuse for their hatred of us. Blessed by the appareance of a single devil, the purportedly righteous find a way to justify the agony of a multitude of innocent monsters who burn down in Hell merely because they were unfortunate to have been born down there.
Beierle isn't our saint or redeemer.
He's theirs.
“Um, sweaty I don’t expect you to understand because you’re a fucking male and can’t possibly understand how a woman feels”Why is she truamatized lmao ? She wasnt even there to see any of it so why does she care lol.
It's almost as if they ARE faggotsThose cucks always talk like faggots
Get fucked cuck foid
Did you delete your own thread?"The incel prevention movement"
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The fact that nobody in the thread points out how much of an obvious larp this post is makes me despair that this many stupid people exist, it's so obviously someone karma whoring.
Yeah don't need multiple threads for the same topic
I do believe there's no merge function on here, at least as far as I can see.
They'll try to stretch anything in order to appear like poor victims.How soft does one have to be to have a mental breakdown because a friend of theirs saw a shooting? The bitch probably didn’t even get shot at
I can''t argue with thatThey'll try to stretch anything in order to appear like poor victims.
Typical roastie crying for attention. They can never resist it.
Yup, they'll cry as they strike us down, or something like that.inceltears = crocodiletears
I'm really trying to stop being Incel but the involuntary part is making it difficult.
These retards actually think they're "fighting" against incels. Hilarious.Keep fighting the good fight
A much better nickname for these fucks than cucktears. I like it.crocodiletears
That's the joke
> whoooooooooooshThat's the joke
The fuck is the "incel prevention movement"!?
telling low-status men that they are supposed to be desexed working bees for womyn and drop their gaze whenever a waman appears?
> whooooooooooosh
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