#totalitarian

I don't have a shred of respect for this absolute pile of failure. Biden has never EVER EVER taken responsibility FOR LITERALLY ANYTHING HE HAS EVER DONE IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE THAT HAS RESULTED IN FINANCIAL DEVASTATION, SKYROCKETING CRIME, AN INCIPIENT COMMUNIST REVOLUTION, A TOTALITARIAN GOVERNMENT THAT HAS TRIED TO DESTROY ITS OPPONENTS THROUGH MASS PSYCHOSIS AND BRAINWASHING AND ABSOLUTE SOCIAL MADNESS. If you don't see this ruthless, bitter, sabotaging, incompetent supremely entitled dullard for the asinine fraud and sociopathic compulsive liar he is, you are FUCKING BLIND!! SERIOUSLY, WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!

If a perianal abscess had a face, it would be this motherfucker.

He's also a decrepit, mentally deficient, obviously mentally impaired, dementia addled pustule spawned from Satan's asshole protected by the same elites who want to enslave you that he vows to punish as your false savior figure through nonsensical policies whose only goal is the total control over your body, your speech, your actions and your thoughts.

Fuck. You. You dumb, worthless sack of bat shit with your laughing prostitute of a vice president who is literally just a whore in a pantsuit. Fuck your worthless degenerate drug addled son with his Russian human trafficking ring and endless obscenities against God. Fuck your whole family and their criminal influence peddling, embezzlement, pyramid schemes, money laundering and THE ENDLESS NONSTOP HYPOCRISY. FUCK YOUR COWARDICE AS YOU BOW TO THE MOST INSIDIOUS COLLECTION OF AUTHORITARIANS WHO HAVE CONSPIRED TO DESTROY WESTERN CIVILIZATION AND FUCK YOUR ENDLESS FAKE OUTRAGE AGAINST THE ONE PERSON WHO HAS MANAGED TO STOP YOU FROM YOUR PLANS OF A NEW WORLD ORDER.

And fuck you if you keep supporting these people. They hate you. They hate America. Every fucking thing they have ever said is a constructed lie, a designed control mechanism. They hate freedom and democracy. They hate God. They hate Jesus. They hate everything pure and good. They hate everything but power and money. They want to replace worship of God with state worship. They have zero morals. They deluge you with propaganda and if you support them your head is just stuck so far up your asshole you refuse to see it because your ego won't allow it.

The attitudes that totalitarianisn requires are: obedience, even though such obedience does not amount to acknowledgment and adhesion; conformism; and irrational forms of aggregation, among which it is possible to detect a fanatical, sinister, and blind capability of sacrifice. The whole system has an undefined character because it lacks a true authority: moreover, there is a lack of true commitment among people living in a totalitarian society; a lack of the sense of responsibility; and a lack of the dignity of free beings who acknowledge this authority and arrange themselves in one efficient formation. In this perspective, totalitarianism is a school of servility and a pejorative extension of collectivism: it acts not as an influence from above, capable of leading and unifying people, but rather as a formless power that has become crystallized in a center, in order to absorb, bend, mechanize, control, and impose uniformity on the rest of society.

In a wide-ranging interview, billionaire tech investor Peter Thiel warned of familiar threats—nuclear war, climate change, AI—and a deeper danger he sees looming: the rise of a one-world totalitarian state.

Read More: https://thefreethoughtproject.com/news/peter-thiel-warns-one-world-government-a-greater-threat-than-ai-or-climate-change

My very short EESU fanfiction, involving my beloved boys Erhardt and Radím. @dresden-syndrome's OCs A little peek into Radíms life written by yours truly.

cw: violence, captivity

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This was already a bad day. Radím could feel something was off from the moment he woke up. He felt tense this whole week, but… when was the last time he felt any different in this never ending nightmare.

To make matters worse it seemed like Erhardt got up on the wrong side of bed too. And, as always, he made it Radíms problem. Any other day he would’ve just absorbed it, finished his chores quickly and disapear from his owners sight.

But not today.

Radím felt anger bubbling within his veins. Despite his best efforts, his owner didn’t let him catch a breath. The air was stiff and the collar around his neck felt like a noose. He learned very soon to just bite his tongue and do as he’s told, the consequences of a slightest disobedience were visible for weeks. Radím didn't want to get beaten again, knowing  just how much Günther loved every oportunity to hurt him and even more so putting his handiwork on display for everyone to see. A gallery of bad choices.

Another round of degrading remarks showered Radím like an acid rain. With the last insult ringing in his ears, Radíms eyes clouded with rage. For a brief moment he lost control and a quiet curse slipped pass his clenched teeth.

'Bolševická svině’ he hissed under his breath. (bolshevik swine)

A wave of relief washed over him, that single speckle of rebellion made him feel like he still didn't loose his personhood.

His bliss was cut short by panicked yelp as Erhardt grabbed his collar and yanked him back. Radíms heart raced as he was forced to meet his owners gaze, the dark eyes bore into his, sending shivers down his spine. Slight twitch of Günthers nose hinted what emotions were lurking under the unexpresive mask.

The boys blood froze as he heard a sentence in perfect Czech.

'Zopakuj to.' (say that again)

Life flashed before Radíms eyes, his tiny heart hammered against his ribcage like a captured bird. His voice got caught in his throat, paralysed by the suffocating doom.

The boys train of thought was violently stopped and so was his ability to breathe. With a cruel twist of a wrist Günther hoisted him up by the collar. Radím was forced to his tiptoes, desperately trying to alleviate some pressure crushing his windpipe.

Erhardt sneered at the sight of his pet trashing like a fish out of water, frantically clawing onto the leather collar in desperate attempt to free himself. Radím dug his nails into the hand holding his collar, trying to pry it away, which only prompted Erhardt to lift him up a bit more.

Radíms feet barely touched the ground, his hands clenched the leather mercilessly constricted around his neck. Darkness creeping from the corners of his eyes only accelerated the boys panic. Tiny blips of light danced around his vision as he struggled against the iron grip of his cruel master.

The room was filled with sounds of choking and gurgling. After a solid minute, a dull thud echoed through the concrete walls, shortly followed by violent cough and laboured wheezing.

Radíms attempt to get off the ground was met with a forceful kick in the ribs. The boy whined like a dog as sharp pain shot through his body. He wanted to crawl away but Erhardt quickly stomped on the leash, preventing any further escape attempts.

'Worthless rat.'

Radim was forced back to the cold floor by the crushing weight of Günters military boot on his back. He squirmed under the weight of the man menacingly looming over him.

‚…ungrateful vermin.‘

The malice seeping from his masters words made the young man tremble. Radíms eyes widened in horror when he heard a distinct click of Günters thick belt coming undone.