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Culture War Can Be Waged Back, Part Z

“What did you do in the Great Meme War, Daddy?”

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Corruption in Orange County

 

What Cultural Marxism takes young women and turns them into, illustrated; before and after pics

Start here, scroll down (ignore top one, as that’s apparently an actress in a role on the right).

Weep for our civilization, then pray for it, then fight for it.

 

Kate Beckinsale Boasts About Facials from Foreskin of South Korean Infants

WTF?

Actress Kate Beckinsale took to social media to boast about a procedure to improve her skin that involves “liquefied cloned foreskins” from South Korean infants.

“After a long flight I do like to lie down and be covered in a mask of liquified cloned foreskins-frankly who doesn’t?Thank you @georgialouisesk for an amazing facial. I especially liked you reassuring me it would be ‘light on penis’ as it was my first time x,” Kate Beckinsale wrote in an Instagram post.

According to Daily Mail, the Pearl Harbor actress “underwent a facial for the first time last week that uses an epidermal growth factor serum containing stem cells cultivated from the discarded tissue of Korean baby boys.”

The article also reports, “Experts claim rubbing these stem cells onto the face activates ageing cells, producing more collagen and making fine lines disappear. The secret ingredient is sourced from South Korea because it has a large supply of foreskins obtained during circumcision, the general custom for young boys.”

The 45-year-old actress is far from the first celebrity to undergo this strange facial treatment. Breitbart News has previously reported on the trend, with Cate Blanchett and Sandra Bullock making headlines for using the cream, which they called a “penis facial” in 2016.

I’m surprised that Israel and the Muslim countries haven’t gotten a ‘piece of the action’ regarding foreskin sales; why only South Korea? 😉

 

Spot on, Max

 

 

‘Charlie Brown Thanksgiving’ Scene Deemed Racist by Some Viewers

This is why we can’t have nice things, like civilization

“Watching Charlie Brown’s Thanksgiving is hard knowing they put my n— Franklin at the end of the table by himself,” one Twitter user wrote.

“Watching A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving as I always do and I’m tight [as f—] every year because they give Franklin a freaking folding pool chair to sit on while everyone else has a comfy chair,'” another user commented.

One particular scene did not sit well with viewers as the Peanuts cast united for the holiday feast when Franklin, the only African American member of the cast sits on his own on one side of the table.

The confusing seating arrangement for the dinner left many viewers concerned as to what message the vintage television special showed its younger audiences.

“How come Franklin, Charlie Brown’s only black friend, sits alone on the other side of the table? And in a lawn chair,” another user commented.

Not ‘woke’ enough, even though included, and with a comfy lawnchair rather than an uncomfortable wooden one; a guest of honour, it would seem to me, but treated different so no good, apparently. In hindsight, Schulz should never have bothered to write Franklin; let this be a lesson to future cartoonists…

 

This chest-mounted robot feeding arm could stuff your face when you’re too full to move

Yeah.

For those celebrating Thanksgiving today, at some point there will come a time where you is simply too full to move. At this point, the sensible action is to sleep it off before rising later in the day, groggy and disorientated, for a second gorging. But what if technology could help? What if, instead of succumbing to your turkey stupor, some sort of chest-mounted robot arm could lob sweet treats into your open mouth? What a world that would be.

We’ve not reached this gravy-soaked utopia yet, but researchers from Australia and India have taken us one step closer with “Arm-A-Dine” — a robot arm worn in the middle of the chest that picks food up off the table and conveys it to you or your dining partner’s mouth.


Technology, aiding gluttony!