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I’ve talked about this a little before, but let me make it clear: I don’t consider this a fetish blog. Sure, it has fantastic elements, but I resent being grouped together with kinks that have no basis in reality.
I know no one believes this about me, but I really don’t have a problem with other fetishes. You get off on female domination? Hey, do you, man. You want to watch your wife get fucked by black guys? Not my thing, but if it gets you off— It is, of course, supremely beta for a white guy to get off on being degraded, but that’s the point, isn’t it? It’s a fantasy. It’s perverse. It’s an inversion of roles.
The differences between fetishes and misogyny/raceplay is that this is no fantasy. It doesn’t matter if you get off on it or not. If you do, things will be a lot more fun for you, but the universe won’t care one way or another. In the real universe, white men are standing over other races with our cocks out, jizzing down onto the untermensch and laughing.
How many cuckold couples do you think there are in the world? Sure, a lot on the internet, but by absolute percentage? Only a couple of weird kinksters are going out and buying chastity cages and strapons. How many women tie their boyfriends up? Again, a couple, but a drop in the bucket compared to the rest of us.
But how many Asian girls are fucking white guys? Holy shit, just walk into any yellow-leaning city late at night. Wander around a college town and count the number of adoring, slanty-eyed faces staring up at their White gods. Look at all the happy couples. Each nerdy Asian chick leaning against a strong White arm is a victory for our race, a squealing testament to our domination. You know it’s true.
How many men treat their women roughly in bed? Fucking everyone with guts. How many women get off on being choked? Never met one who hasn’t, and that’s a pretty damn big sample size. How many feminists need to gag on cock? Women’s Studies classes are where you go to clean up.
There are fantasies on this blog. Here’s the reality: I’m not going to fuck your wife in front of you. I’m not going to spit on you and call you a cunt. I’m not going to beat you until you cry, because we’ve never met and we never will. I’m not some magical sex god. My cock isn’t even that long. (It is very, very thick.) I’m not going to lock your dick up, because that’s fucking weird.
But I hope you’re into raceplay, for your sake, because every day you work to serve the white man. I hope you’re into financial domination, because everything you buy sends money right to our privileged pockets. I hope you enjoy the thought of your little Asian daughter getting fucked deep by White guys, because when you send her off to college, that will happen. They won’t send you photos, perv. They won’t be “bulls.” It will probably be some skinny nerd from her chemistry class. But he will get her on her back, and tell all his friends that he fucked the slanty geek, because it happens to every one of them. Yes, even the smart ones. Your wife probably won’t get fucked by a better man, all things considered. But she will think about it, and your marriage will be fucked by your limp dick. I hope you’re into sexism and misogyny, because you will face it every day of your working life, cunt. I hope you enjoy objectification, and embarrassment, and never being taken seriously, because that’s called the modern workplace. I hope you enjoy racism, nigger, because this is America. I hope, for your sake, that your fantasies line up with reality. Because mine do, and I’m having a great time.