Of Douchebags and Tattoos

I spend much time around twenty-somethings because I don’t want to bang women my own age.  During my attempts at getting laid in hipster bars where twenty-somethings gather I discovered a truth: the vast majority of them have tattoos.  At first I believed it was part of the reptilian conspiracy.  I suspected tattoos were the ‘mark of the beast.’  A way for reptilians to spot each other easily in public. I was wrong.  With some exceptions a tattoo is the mark of the douchebag. 

Douchebags take what was once cool and ruin it.  The flaw of the tattooed douchebag is assuming what is popular is cool when in reality the opposite is true.  What is popular is never cool.  Being cool now is not having a tattoo unless you belong to a small subculture of masculine awesomeness.

Military men, convicts, hardcore musicians and their fans ink themselves proudly to indicate their allegiance to a masculine subculture.  There is nothing masculine about a whiny hipster douche sporting a Mandarin character on his frail arm. Unlike most fads this has nothing to do with the Jewish-Reptilian-Homosexual-Canadian conspiracy.  Unfortunately the fad is a consequence of our own human foibles.  A tattoo is a commitment.  It should note your undying loyalty to a sub-cultural ethos.  It shouldn’t be a way to shout to the world how much of a lame douchebag you are.

Ironically women can’t be douchebags.  Only someone who was born with Aryan value but cheapen themselves can be a douchebag.  A woman’s value is dependent on what the Aryan man decides upon.  A tattoo on a woman is the equivalent of a sales tag.  The more tattoos the less value.

The many faces of douchebags...

Get it?  Gut... beer... beer gut... douchebag.

Mr. Douchebag

Two douchebags sharing a douchebag moment.

I said tattoos are cool in a masculine sub-culture.

When tattoos don't make you a douchebag....

Maori culture is hardcore.

Former Marines = hardcore

Tramp Stamp = easily accessible

"You are officially our play thing."

The Death of the Alpha Male Part 1 of 276

Every generation is defined by a struggle of wills that could aptly be viewed as good versus evil.  Whether a generation leaves a positive or negative imprint on human culture is dependent on whether the good can hold the line against the waves of evil combatants led by General Jew and then successfully counter attack.  For generations what was objectively good in the world was able to stand strong against a large nose, physically frail opponent.  The Jew could only mumble his resistance and influence only the weakest of Aryans to do their bidding.  How quickly times have changed.  Like a tick on our balls the Jew sucks away at our life blood gradually until we feel too weak from the disease to hold the line.  We are now aware of the Jewish-Reptilian-Homosexual-Canadian conspiracy against the American male but few know of  how the Jew was able to weaken the American to its current state of apathy, cowardice, and effeminate gheyness.

After generations of butting their awkwardly shaped heads against the wall of Aryan manhood they have breached the wall.  In a different era the Jewish-Reptilian-Homosexual-Canadian planned invasion would be unthinkable.  The Jew is arrogant but he is no fool.  He is also clever.  Clever in a very Reptilian homosexual Canadian type way.  While we toiled these past decades he slowly chipped away at our wall of masculinity.  Many nails were hammered into our coffin before the final nail, the northern invasion, was slowly but gradually developing.

This was once you... once upon a time....

But now... this is you...

And eventually... this.... will be you....

Now that I no longer have a girlfriend I'll be spending more time masturbating and consequently sharpening my insights on the problems facing humanity and perhaps, yes... perhaps, countering these problems with solutions.  Perhaps I'll have a final solution to the world's problem.