From MSN’s “How My Queer Self Met My Arab Self at the Pride Parade” from about 01 June 2019 (five days ago):
I identify as a queer Arab-American Muslim man. I am a first-generation American, born, conceived, and manifested in Los Angeles in the early 1980s, from parents who immigrated to the US from Egypt in the late 1970s.
In case you didn’t know, the über-Judaic globalists have been working on the deconstruction and emasculation of Islam for decades (search for Islamic feminism). The elites don’t care who they kill from afar, only the generational pursuit of their families’ goal of world rule. All three post-Ur religions are designed for world conquest. Muslim men don’t typically gas up the helicopter to drop a homosexual man to his death.
Of course there’s no such thing as a homosexual Muslim man any more than there is a homosexual Christian man, but what’s the canonical definition of anything independently conceived and autonomously held for hundreds of years by hundreds of millions compared to one man’s quest for self-esteem?
The herd animals are all about narrative anyway, which is their cretinous understanding of reality and power. If a book is proof of an omnipotent god who demands to be worshipped and invisibly in charge, then it stands to reason that a penis is no proof of manhood to those who feel otherwise. We are free to feelz da trooff! Hail the advertisers and propagandists and spiritualists!
I posit that savages cannot be brainwashed. They can be turned to a new narrative, but they cannot be brainwashed. Animal men will not sublimate their instincts for emotional attachment to an enemy’s handicap of false virtues. I don’t think you or I will live long enough to know how this experiment ends. We Westerners see how ours went. Another day I’m just marking time. Please burn.
—‘Reality’ Doug, 06 June 2019.