Today is Fathers Day, a day to celebrate fathers and show gratitude for their unique contribution.
I find it ironic that our nation, which has done so much to castrate its' males and eliminate its' fathers from every household, still has a single day each year in which it smiles and says "thanks dads." How dramatically different this day is from the other 364 days of the year!
Many nations, those whose governments have signed CEDAW, a United Nations treaty written by billionaire American feminists, have had to fight to keep Fathers Day at all. The UN feminists say it demeans women and encourages their oppression. They want Fathers Day castrated and killed.
Just this past year the United States marked the rise of the single mother household to outnumbering intact, father-including households, by having a huge celebration in the media. 40 plus years of War on Men and Families has finally achieved this milestone, one of the primary goals of feminism, as plainly and repeatedly stated in women's studies books going all the way back to the 1960s.
My father died last year near this time. I still have dreams where he is walking with me and talking. I can never seem to quite hear what he is saying, but somehow it helps to know he's there. When I wake up, of course, I remember that he's gone and will never walk and talk with me again. Perhaps this has contributed to the stressed and depressed mood I have been in lately? I don't know. I have quite a few things on my mind besides the fact that my father is gone and I am still not a father myself. There is one thing in particular that is lately bothering me and won't leave me alone. I want to write about it, but I'm not very good at expressing these kinds of thoughts. Nevertheless, I'm going to do my best here. I have to get this off my chest. Please bear with me, or if you like, skip this post completely.
If you have a father and you are planning to celebrate Fathers Day with him, do him a favor and go and see him. Don't make him come see you. If he does he may be pulled over by police for failure to wear a seatbelt or forgetting to signal a turn or something. And if he gets out of his car, or comments on the hostile attitude of the officer, or simply doesn't respond quickly enough to her orders, she is going to Taser him, firing a 2 inch long straightened fishook with a weight attached, one into his chest near his heart and the other into his groin, potentially spearing his genitals and hitting his testicles with the force of a punch, before frying those same testicles that gave you life with 50,000 volts and 18 watts of tissue-destroying electric sexual torture. If this happens, your father will scream from an agony unlike anything you can possibly imagine. He will grab his now pierced genitals with both hands before his abdominal muscles and legs are completely locked up from the electric shock. His heart will flutter instead of beating and his mouth will open wide to try in vain to draw in oxygen. No heart beat means no oxygen. It is little different in this way than a normal kick to the groin, except that the electric shock has the effect of a thousand rapid kicks in a matter of seconds. If he falls he will smash down onto the pavement with absolutely no ability to catch himself, bouncing his face on the asphalt and writhing in agony before the sexual torture temporarily ceases.
Then he will cry. He will cry an anguished, castrated, horrible cry from a pain he will remember in his nightmares and quiet flashbacks for years to come. As he does so, the officer will approach him and demand that he immediately put his hands behind his back, fully aware that because of the grave injury and overpowering agony of his testicles he is unable to do so. And so she will electrocute his genitals again, yelling at him as she does so to release his genitals and give her his hands. And he will scream and cry again, begging her for mercy. She will torture his sexual organs again and again until he is finally turned into nothing more than a limp puddle of urine and tears, at which point she will be able to pull his hands out from beneath him with little more effort than if he were dead. Then she will handcuff them. Only then will the torture stop.
The dart, stuck as much as 2 inches deep into his groin, will still need to be removed. And the pain of his injured testicles won't subside for a very long time. His legs will be almost useless, and when he is pulled to his feet, his inured testicles will feel as if they are swollen to the size of grapefruits, forcing him to walk partially bent over and with his feet wide apart, in a kind of humiliating waddle. If he is lucky, they may have a paramedic remove the dart. If not, they will simply yank it out with pliers or have him do it himself. The wound will leave a round blood stain in his underwear to remind him for years to come of what was done to him.
When you are called to come and pick up what is left of your father, you might be tempted to be angry with the police officer who sexually tortured and psychologically castrated your father. But you needn't bother. She did what she was told to do exactly how she was told to do it. The
Taser doesn't give police officers much choice as to whether or not to target a man's genitals.
The Taser aims for the groin area with every shot, only giving the police an indication of where the upper dart is going to pierce, but not the lower dart, not the dart that Taser International has carefully calibrated to shoot below the belt as often as possible so as to maximize the utter devastation of its' victims, physically and psychologically.
Nothing subjugates a man like the pain of electric castration. That's why terrorists and tyrants the world over have relied upon it so often and so heavily, although they usually use a car battery attached to jumper cables instead of a $1000 Taser Gun. No matter though, because the effects on the victims are virtually identical.
Nothing sells weapons faster than a license to utterly destroy a target without any legal ramifications whatever. Oddly, our Bill of Rights' prohibition against cruel and unusual punishment hasn't been applied to Taser International and its' products. International laws prohibiting genital torture and the use of electric shock to genitals are also oddly not being applied to Taser's products. The CEO of Taser International is a very rich man. And I wonder if he, who has virtually castrated so many American fathers over the years with his constantly evolving "electric rifle", has any children who celebrate him on this day? Wouldn't that be ironic?
When I was only 11 years old, I was sent to a school run by lesbian feminists. They made no secret of their hatred for us boys. In the middle of the school year, they took all the girls off to an assembly. The boys were simply taken off to be held in silence while we waited for the girls to be finished. When we were finally all brought back together, they told us that the girls had been taught various ways to attack our testicles. They were going to kick our testicles, knee our testicles, grab and twist and crush and rip off our testicles, and even stab our testicles using their pens and pencils. They told the girls to do this to us "any time" they felt "angry for any reason."
For ANY reason.
It didn't matter if they weren't angry with us. It didn't matter if we had nothing to do with their anger at all. They had been taught that sexually assaulting and even mutilating us boys was their right, and an acceptable outlet for any anger they may feel at any time. Thus, we were threatened with perpetual, random castration at all times.
We were further informed that we were not permitted to fight back or protect ourselves in any way. If we tried, the teachers would step in and restrain us, enabling the girls to continue their sexual attack if they so desired.
As you might expect, I was the first boy to leap from my seat and shout in protest. "That's not right," I screamed. "If they hurt us there then we'll hurt them right back in the same way."
"No, you won't," my teacher replied angrily. "It's OK for girls to hurt boys there. Boys aren't sensitive. Boys don't have feelings like girls do. Girls ARE sensitive." She paused and then screamed, "and besides, girls have to have babies!"
The other boys began screaming at her as well. She ignored them. Finally, I said, "if they're going to do this to us, I guarantee you, boys will start bringing guns to school to protect themselves. I guarantee it!"
She laughed and assured me that this would never happen.
Ten years later they had to install a metal detector at my school. Boys nationwide were carrying guns and school shootings were occurring throughout the country.
While I was attending this very feminist, very misandric school, an 11 year old girl kneed an 11 year old boy half her size in the groin as they were both standing in front of the classroom. She kneed him as hard as she could, just as the teachers had taught. The boy fell to the floor screaming. As he lay crying, gasping for air, and grasping his wounded testicles with both hands, his now bruised bladder opened up and dumped its' entire contents into his pants. The urine then began to leak from his pants out onto the floor. Ultimately, the little boy ended up crying his eyes out in front of every boy and girl he knew, while lying face down in a pool of his own urine. The girl then turned to the teacher and said that she just wanted to see if it really worked like the teachers said it did. The teacher smiled.
The girl was not punished. The boy was never apologized to. He had done absolutely nothing to the girl or anyone else. The teacher finally carried the boy to the school clinic and had the boy's mother come and take him home because he stank of urine. She showed absolutely no compassion whatever despite his streaming tears and obvious overwhelming sexual humiliation and trauma.
Today the authorities tell us that it is of no consequence for anyone, especially the police, to shoot a man's genitals with a Taser and electrocute them. They lie and say that it has no lasting effect, assuming, as my lesbian feminist teachers did, that males have no feelings beyond those in their pants. They insist that it is not cruel and unusual, and that the police have a legitimate need to use sexual torture and terror in order to control and restrain average men.
I wonder, what will they do to us tomorrow? Where will this end? Will we become another Rome, where castration is used as a punishment for virtually everything, just to please the feminists and appease this ever growing culture of anti-male hate?
* Apparently, I'm in a deep funk. I have seen more videos this month of men being tasered in the groin than I ever knew existed. Actually, I had no idea this was going on at all before I saw a police video on SpikeTV of them tasering a man in the genitals 4 times in a row. Apparently I was the only one who didn't know. Men all over the internet appear to already know about it, and they are somewhat terrified. One man was apparently so unable to cope with the fear that he decided to Taser himself in the groin, under circumstances that he could control, just to try to determine if it was truly as horrible as it appears or if perhaps his fears were overblown. Unfortunately for him, he appears to have found that
it actually hurts worse than it appears.
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