So, as of now, 19 people are confirmed dead at what seems to be yet another Muslim terror attack. This time targeting an Ariana Grande concert in the UK. But every Brit who hasn’t at least secretly supported Nigel Farage, has blood on his hands. All these white girls who threw cuddle toys at the “refugees”, screaming “Refugees welcome!”, have blood on their hands. Maybe even their own blood, given that it’s almost exclusively women who attend Ariana Grande concerts. In the US, single white women are even more opposed to Trump’s once trademark promise, the wall, than Mexicans themselves! We all know, what will happen next: flags on twitter and facebook, some tears and some speeches and then immediately the warnings about how the white man is just as dangerous, and that it’s actually all Trump’s fault. The most important lesson, fake news and white girls will soon tell us, is that we don’t let the “right-wing populists” “exploit” this tragedy. Yes, losing your sister to some Muslim’s nail bomb is tragic, but white men “exploiting” such a terrorist attack – now THAT is the real threat!
Always remember that Muslims are just one of the symptoms, not the actual disease. Muslims are like the common cold – something you can get easily rid off these days, but modernism is like AIDS: it destroys your immune system until even a common cold can kill you. Now listen to the Prophet Isaiah (Isaiah 1:4-7):
Ah, sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, children that are corrupters: they have forsaken the Lord, they have provoked the Holy One of Israel unto anger, they are gone away backward.
Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.
From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.
Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.