I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in internet history as the greatest demonstration for sexual justice in the history of our movement. [applause]
Nearly four years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, penned a based manifesto. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of incels [Audience:] (Yeah) who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their celibacy. (Hmm)
But four years later (All right), the incel still is not free. (My Lord, Yeah) four years later, the life of the incel is still sadly crippled by the manacles of lookism and the chains of hypergamy. (Hmm) Four years later (All right), the incel lives on a lonely island of celibacy in the midst of a vast ocean of degeneracy. Four years later (My Lord) [applause], the incel is still languished in the corners of western society and finds himself in exile in his own land. (Yes, yes) And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence (Yeah), they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, ugly men as well as Chads (My Lord), would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of pussy. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her sub-8 citizens are concerned. (My Lord) Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the incels a bad check, a check which has come back marked insufficient funds. [enthusiastic applause] (My Lord, Lead on, Speech, speech)
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. (My Lord) [laughter] (No, no) We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. (Sure enough) And so we’ve come to cash this check (Yes), a check that will give us upon demand the right to pussy (Yes) and the security of waifus (Yes Lord) [enthusiastic applause]
We have also come to this hallowed spot (My Lord) to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. (Mhm) This is no time (My Lord) to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. [applause] (Yes, Speak on it!) Now is the time (Yes it is) to make real the promises of democracy. (My Lord) Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of hypergany to the sunlit path of sexual justice. Now is the time [applause] to lift our nation from the quicksands of sexual injustice to the solid rock of looksmatching. Now is the time (Yes) [applause] (Now) to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the incel’s legitimate discontent (Yes) will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. (My Lord) 2018 is not an end, but a beginning. (Yes) And those who hope that the incel needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. [enthusiastic applause] There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the incel is granted his sexual rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: in the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for sex by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. (My Lord, No, no, no, no) [applause] We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into becoming an hERo. (My Lord) Again and again (No, no), we must rise to the majestic heights (Yes) of meeting physical force with soul force. (My Lord) The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the incel community must not lead us to a distrust of all normies (Hmm), for many of our normie and Chad brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny [sustained applause], and they have come to realize that their sexual freedom is inextricably bound to our sexual freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are feminists who are asking the devotees of sexual rights, “When will you be satisfied?” (Never) We can never be satisfied as long as the incel is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of rejection (Yes) We can never be satisfied [applause] as long as our bodies, heavy with the fat of too many Doritos, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. [applause] We cannot be satisfied as long as the incel's basic mobility is from a fleshlight to a blow-up doll. (Yes) We can never be satisfied as long as our brethren are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by profiles stating for Chads only. [applause] (Yes, Hallelujah) We cannot be satisfied as long as an incel in Mississippi cannot get laid and a Chad in New York believes he has nothing for which is worth to get laid by. (Yeah, That’s right, Let’s go) [applause] No, no, we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters (Yes) and righteousness like a mighty stream. [applause] (Let’s go, Tell it)
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. (My Lord) Some of you have come fresh from /r9k/. (My Lord, That’s right) Some of you have come from areas where your quest for vagina left you battered by the storms of persecution (Yeah, Yes) and staggered by the winds of female brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith (Hmm) that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to /b/ (Yeah), go back to Tinder, go back to OkCupid, go back to /pol/, go back to incels.is, go back to the dark depths of the internet (Yes), knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. (Yes) Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. (My Lord)
I say to you today, my friends [applause], so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow (Uh-huh), I still have a dream. (Yes) It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. (Yes)
I have a dream (Mhm) that one day (Yes) this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed (Hah): “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created fuckable.” (Yeah, Uh-huh, Hear hear) [applause]
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia (Yes, Talk), the sons of former incels and the sons of former Chads will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream (Yes) [applause] that one day even the state of California, a state sweltering with the heat of sexual injustice (Yeah), sweltering with the heat of hypergamy (Mhm), will be transformed into an oasis of pussy and waifus.
I have a dream (Yeah) [applause] that my incel brethren (Well) will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the size of their cocks but by the content of their character. (My Lord) I have a dream today. [enthusiastic applause]
I have a dream that one day down in California, with its vicious feminazis (Yes, Yeah), with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “rape” and “male privilege” (Yes), one day right there in California little ugly boys and ugly girls will be able to join hands with little Chad boys and hot white girls as fuckbuddies and waifus. I have a dream today. [applause] (God help him, Preach)
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted (Yes), every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain (Yes), and the crooked places will be made straight (Yes), and the glory of the Lord Elliott Rodger shall be revealed [cheering], and all flesh shall see it together. (Yes Lord)
This is our hope. (Yes, Yes) This is the faith that I go back to the west coast with. (Yes) With this faith (My Lord) we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. (Yes, All right) With this faith (Yes) we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation (Yes) into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. (Talk about it) With this faith (Yes, My Lord) we will be able to eat together, to date together, to struggle to go to jail together (Yes), to fuck together (Yeah), knowing that we will be free one day. [sustained applause]
This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God’s children (Yes, Yeah) will be able to sing with new meaning: “My country, ‘tis of thee (Yeah, Yes), sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. (Oh yes) Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride (Yeah), from every mountainside, let freedom ring!” (Yeah)
And if America is to be a great nation (Yes), this must become true. So let freedom ring (Yes, Amen) from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. (Uh-huh) Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. (Yes, all right) Let freedom ring (Yes) from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. (Well) Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California. (Yes) But not only that: (No) Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia. [cheering] (Yeah, Oh yes, Lord) Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee. (Yes) Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. (Yes) From everymountainside (Yeah) [sustained applause], let freedom ring.
And when this happens [applause] (Let it ring, Let it ring), and when we allow freedom ring (Let it ring), when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city (Yes Lord), we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children (Yeah), black men (Yeah) and white men (Yeah), Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics (Yes), will be able to bump uglies and sing in the words of the old incel spiritual: “Normalfags!" (Yes) Normalfags! Thank God Almighty, we are all a bunch of Normalfags!” [enthusiastic applause]
Nearly four years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, penned a based manifesto. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of incels [Audience:] (Yeah) who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their celibacy. (Hmm)
But four years later (All right), the incel still is not free. (My Lord, Yeah) four years later, the life of the incel is still sadly crippled by the manacles of lookism and the chains of hypergamy. (Hmm) Four years later (All right), the incel lives on a lonely island of celibacy in the midst of a vast ocean of degeneracy. Four years later (My Lord) [applause], the incel is still languished in the corners of western society and finds himself in exile in his own land. (Yes, yes) And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence (Yeah), they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, ugly men as well as Chads (My Lord), would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of pussy. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her sub-8 citizens are concerned. (My Lord) Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the incels a bad check, a check which has come back marked insufficient funds. [enthusiastic applause] (My Lord, Lead on, Speech, speech)
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. (My Lord) [laughter] (No, no) We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. (Sure enough) And so we’ve come to cash this check (Yes), a check that will give us upon demand the right to pussy (Yes) and the security of waifus (Yes Lord) [enthusiastic applause]
We have also come to this hallowed spot (My Lord) to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. (Mhm) This is no time (My Lord) to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. [applause] (Yes, Speak on it!) Now is the time (Yes it is) to make real the promises of democracy. (My Lord) Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of hypergany to the sunlit path of sexual justice. Now is the time [applause] to lift our nation from the quicksands of sexual injustice to the solid rock of looksmatching. Now is the time (Yes) [applause] (Now) to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the incel’s legitimate discontent (Yes) will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. (My Lord) 2018 is not an end, but a beginning. (Yes) And those who hope that the incel needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. [enthusiastic applause] There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the incel is granted his sexual rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: in the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for sex by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. (My Lord, No, no, no, no) [applause] We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into becoming an hERo. (My Lord) Again and again (No, no), we must rise to the majestic heights (Yes) of meeting physical force with soul force. (My Lord) The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the incel community must not lead us to a distrust of all normies (Hmm), for many of our normie and Chad brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny [sustained applause], and they have come to realize that their sexual freedom is inextricably bound to our sexual freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are feminists who are asking the devotees of sexual rights, “When will you be satisfied?” (Never) We can never be satisfied as long as the incel is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of rejection (Yes) We can never be satisfied [applause] as long as our bodies, heavy with the fat of too many Doritos, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. [applause] We cannot be satisfied as long as the incel's basic mobility is from a fleshlight to a blow-up doll. (Yes) We can never be satisfied as long as our brethren are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by profiles stating for Chads only. [applause] (Yes, Hallelujah) We cannot be satisfied as long as an incel in Mississippi cannot get laid and a Chad in New York believes he has nothing for which is worth to get laid by. (Yeah, That’s right, Let’s go) [applause] No, no, we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters (Yes) and righteousness like a mighty stream. [applause] (Let’s go, Tell it)
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. (My Lord) Some of you have come fresh from /r9k/. (My Lord, That’s right) Some of you have come from areas where your quest for vagina left you battered by the storms of persecution (Yeah, Yes) and staggered by the winds of female brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith (Hmm) that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to /b/ (Yeah), go back to Tinder, go back to OkCupid, go back to /pol/, go back to incels.is, go back to the dark depths of the internet (Yes), knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. (Yes) Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. (My Lord)
I say to you today, my friends [applause], so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow (Uh-huh), I still have a dream. (Yes) It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. (Yes)
I have a dream (Mhm) that one day (Yes) this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed (Hah): “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created fuckable.” (Yeah, Uh-huh, Hear hear) [applause]
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia (Yes, Talk), the sons of former incels and the sons of former Chads will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream (Yes) [applause] that one day even the state of California, a state sweltering with the heat of sexual injustice (Yeah), sweltering with the heat of hypergamy (Mhm), will be transformed into an oasis of pussy and waifus.
I have a dream (Yeah) [applause] that my incel brethren (Well) will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the size of their cocks but by the content of their character. (My Lord) I have a dream today. [enthusiastic applause]
I have a dream that one day down in California, with its vicious feminazis (Yes, Yeah), with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “rape” and “male privilege” (Yes), one day right there in California little ugly boys and ugly girls will be able to join hands with little Chad boys and hot white girls as fuckbuddies and waifus. I have a dream today. [applause] (God help him, Preach)
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted (Yes), every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain (Yes), and the crooked places will be made straight (Yes), and the glory of the Lord Elliott Rodger shall be revealed [cheering], and all flesh shall see it together. (Yes Lord)
This is our hope. (Yes, Yes) This is the faith that I go back to the west coast with. (Yes) With this faith (My Lord) we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. (Yes, All right) With this faith (Yes) we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation (Yes) into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. (Talk about it) With this faith (Yes, My Lord) we will be able to eat together, to date together, to struggle to go to jail together (Yes), to fuck together (Yeah), knowing that we will be free one day. [sustained applause]
This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God’s children (Yes, Yeah) will be able to sing with new meaning: “My country, ‘tis of thee (Yeah, Yes), sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. (Oh yes) Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride (Yeah), from every mountainside, let freedom ring!” (Yeah)
And if America is to be a great nation (Yes), this must become true. So let freedom ring (Yes, Amen) from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. (Uh-huh) Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. (Yes, all right) Let freedom ring (Yes) from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. (Well) Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California. (Yes) But not only that: (No) Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia. [cheering] (Yeah, Oh yes, Lord) Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee. (Yes) Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. (Yes) From everymountainside (Yeah) [sustained applause], let freedom ring.
And when this happens [applause] (Let it ring, Let it ring), and when we allow freedom ring (Let it ring), when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city (Yes Lord), we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children (Yeah), black men (Yeah) and white men (Yeah), Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics (Yes), will be able to bump uglies and sing in the words of the old incel spiritual: “Normalfags!" (Yes) Normalfags! Thank God Almighty, we are all a bunch of Normalfags!” [enthusiastic applause]
