Austin Mabry

RISE OF THE STERILE MERYL "Western civilization will be destroyed by women who project onto those animals the motherhood that belonged to the children they aborted." - Nelson Redpill The last tick is soon to tock, and all at once three generations of women are going to converge on a single realization. That they have nothing. That everything that made them women was taken from them. And they are going to have revenge on the one who took it from them. You. They believed what they were told. They became the dutiful career girl. They practiced the free love. They told themselves they didn't need children. They never settled down. They were the free spirit. And who convinced them to do that? You did. The Civilization did. And they're going to be around for a long, long time, with a lot of time on their hands. And they will make you pay for what you did to them, for handing them the choice. These women, many of whom would have and should have gone from mothers to grandmothers, become activists instead. They entrench themselves in their vapid careers. The HR Karen. Auntie Antifa. Facebook Feminist that just broke 1k on her vertical video count on why at 44 she'd choose the bear. They never built their houses, but they still feel the desperate need for one. And who burned down that house that never was? Who has to suffer for all the freedom sitting in an empty house, filled with mewling cats and pummeled by the sounds of children playing in foreign yards? Who does she hate more than any other? The Civilization that gave her everything. The Civilization that gave her the power to do this to herself. And those long hours need filling. So she fills them with you. She'll get to work. Between sips of tea and painted nails emojis. She's going to make you pay for the children she can't have. I mean someone has to be held responsible for the choices she's made and it's certainly not going to be her. And when she's done with you, you know who she's going to destroy next? The one who actually did this to her. I don't mean her, of course. I mean the girl she used to be. Which means finding an endless procession of daughters she didn't have to be destroyed by convincing them to make the same choices she did. Mind virus, indeed.