Hitting the Wall: The Painful Side Effect of Western Feminism

(Warning: Strong languages and sexual references ahead)

 

            Ah, feminism. The movement that once praised for granting women around the world the right to vote, right for education, and equality of opportunity as their male counterpart. The same movement that once advocate for women around the world to pursue their careers without sacrificing their fundamental role: raising the next generation. But nowadays, thanks to the fourth wave of this movement, it went from a trailblazing empowerment into an utter laughingstock, as women (at least in the Western hemisphere) who are so emboldened by the feminist movement, went from desirable to unattractive as they age, believing that their "strong and independent" mantra would work wonders attracting men.

 

            I want to proceed into this piece by saying that this is not about belittling the members of the opposite sex, but to highlight some of the problems plaguing the current Western society as a result of the modern-day feminism. And I am sorry ladies, but this is too hilarious to ignore, as a man myself. Now let's start with the first mantra of the current feminism movement: "Strong, independent boss babe." At this point, it's already clear that men and women are roughly equal when it comes to job opportunities. So much so, that women around the Western hemisphere boldly declare that they "no longer need men" to care for them. But when we talk about radical feminism, we also need to talk about the absolute double standard that they imposed onto the society. They claimed themselves to be independent, but when it comes to the dating scene, they expect everything and anything that they can get their hands on to be freely handed to them, with the expense of the man's financial stabilities. Moving from their "strong and independent mindset", we arrived at the one thing that any man with common sense have mutual hatred towards, modern dating disasters. Women nowadays are so in control over a man's romantic fate, one right swipe on a dating app would change a man's life forever, often times for the worse. And they did this with the help of social media algorithms. Women would often judge men by their material possessions, while men are judging women by their physical beauty. But on the inside, women are more emotional, whilst men could still think straight using their logics. Let me just put it this way: if a woman sees a tall, muscular, handsome man, she will do anything to grab his attention, even if that guy might have a literal harem on his expense. For these ladies, as long as he exhibits a "bad boy energy," she would smash him. But if a man meets a woman, he has to be convinced that this girl would stay with him long-term and willing to support him unconditionally. But if that woman claims herself to be a "strong and independent" who works two jobs and capable of sustaining herself (And I bet her second job involves OnlyFans, but who am I kidding) or that she has history of numerous infidelities with other men to the point of having multiple baby daddies, then the woman's value would sink faster than the Titanic ever did in the man's eye.

 

            The second aspect of why modern feminism works like the touch of King Midas, but instead of turning into gold, it turns everything into utter crap is the toxic dating advices offered by several female influencers on various social media platforms like TikTok. One of which is to treat the man that they're dating like a fucking walking ATM for every fucking shit that they want to get their hands on. This is prevalent around female social climber who can easily get those stuff on their own, but instead exploited a man for his fortunes. Once the charade's been broken, the man would simply just walk away. And this can unfortunately extend to the family system, as married men are susceptible of their wives' infidelity, and ended up losing every single penny they got, all because of the family courts system (in the Western hemisphere, mind you) that heavily favors women (PSA, do what Achraf Hakimi did before thinking of settling down with a woman). 

 

            Not only that, but there is one thing that the men are constantly in danger of, and this is one of the reasons why men are somewhat unsure if they want to enter the dating market. That threat is known as "paternity fraud". The premise of this crime is to name a random man as the father of the woman's child, fully aware that the same man might not be the one who performed the conception of said child, all in the name of financial advantage in the form of child support (this is mostly American cases). Hell, in some cases total strangers can be accused of this, and women are getting off scot-free at best, or just a mere slap in the wrist at worst. 

 

            These two points then, produced two side effects that would bite the modern feminists in their botox-infused ass. One of which is the "Men Going Their Own Way" Movement. This movement is basically men who want nothing to do with women in terms of serious relationship or financial stability. Blue Collar Men are fed up with constant female manipulation, gaslighting, and outright abuse they have to endure while in a relationship. So, they decide to simply walk away from it all. refusing any female advancement encountered along the way and rekindle their sense of "brotherhood" where "bros coming first before hoes". They essentially leave the "Chads" and "Tyrones" to do the dirty work for them and flip the script on these women to teach them a lesson on how not to mess around a man's genuine romantic feelings.

 

            And finally, is the rise of the "Passport Bros" movement. The premise is pretty simple and straightforward. Basically, a Western man going overseas in search for a better life, and consequently, a woman who still values family over herself. You know, those "traditional wife" types. This movement exist as the breaking point of men who are tired of being exploited, tossed aside, and shunned, all in the name of "empowering womanhood" (oh for fuck's sake, knock the fuck off). And what did they do? They applied for a passport, book a one-way ticket to any country around the world, whether it's the Latin America (Colombia, Peru, Brazil, and the like) or it can be as far as any Eastern hemisphere country (mostly either Thailand, The Philippines or anywhere in Southeast Asia or Greater Asian continent as far as my knowledge). And I wonder how the fuck these privileged feminazis kept on crying wolf about their men boarding planes to find love somewhere else, when all those same women did to them at home soil is nothing more than physical, economical, and mental exploitation.

 

            And then this, in turn, led to a state when these "strong and independent" women felt like used goods, tossed aside past their prime. This state is known as the women "hitting the wall." Of course, as an anthropologist who pretends to be a linguist myself, this is a metaphorical term for women aged 35 and up and still unmarried, living by themselves. They were fed these sugar-coated pieces of piping hot cow shit by the feminazis that they are strong, independent queens who doesn't need a man, and when she wants a man, it's for her own benefit and not for true love and affection. This phenomenon is currently and rapidly rising amongst Western women who just don't know better. Even with the rise of the passport bros movement, they even spew the "I don't need men" rhetoric if they see a Filipina woman living happily with an American man, although that statement, and that attitude at large would come back and bite them in the oversized, botox-filled ass. 

 

            I guess I should reiterate that marriages, or any other form of romantic relationships in general, works both ways for the man and the woman. Men is traditionally seen as a breadwinner, working outside the home to provide for his family. The women, although nowadays can enter the workforce, are also have important role as a homemaker, which consists of cooking, cleaning, and provide emotional, personal, and intimate support to their man. Men provide the family with financial stability (with the help from his wife, mind you), and the women provide emotional and intimate support. And this is the one aspect modern women have destroyed in the wake of modern-day feminism and the #MeToo movement. Men are no longer investing for a long-term relationship or even to meet women at all. They see this as obsolete now, and women are now suffering form the unintended consequences of their own movement.

 

            I guess since the #MeToo movement, Western men are constantly walking on eggshells to the point that they are not bothered to seek romantic relationship in Western soil. Now, those same men are flocking into Latin American region and the continent of Asia or Africa for a better lease of life. For those who are unlucky enough to obtain a passport themselves, they simply just stand up and walk away, giving absolutely zero fucks about women. Since #MeToo, men are loudly saying #NotMe. You might think that this is just a delusion of grandeur, but this is the unintended consequences of modern-day feminism. And as men, we are comfortable with this now. 

Your Mother, Your Savior: The Insane Story of Achraf Hakimi

 Well, what do we have here? I know I'm writing about someone's getting divorced, but this is juicy, considering the economical implication that emerged from this divorce proceedings. As we all know, the family court system, at least in the Western hemisphere, heavily favors women when it comes to divorce, custody disputes, even alimonies. Men are left with almost little to nothing, even if the other side is deemed incapable of sustaining themselves should the court ruled in the women's favor. And this has happened too many times than I can remember.

 

            But over in France, some news about a Moroccan footballer being divorced by his Spanish wife has made the headlines of every social media site and any news sites in that regard, and the news can only be as juicy as it gets. Before diving into the news, let's get to know both parties. The man in this story is Achraf Hakimi, a Moroccan footballer who currently plays his football at Paris Saint Germain of France, and a member of the famous 2022 Morocco squad who secured 4th place at the 2022 FIFA World Cup. He was the one who scored the winning penalty to send Spain packing from the tournament, ensuring his team's spot at the quarterfinals. What makes his case unique is he might have Moroccan citizenship, but he was actually born in Madrid, Spain, and spent majority of his youth career inside the Real Madrid Academy. Despite this, he qualified for Morocco due to his parental heritage, both parents are Moroccan. 

 

            And on the opposite side we have Hiba Abouk, full name Hiba Aboukhris Benslimane (this is a Spanish naming custom, the paternal name is listed first, followed by the maternal name). She is 12 years senior of Hakimi and is known in her homeland as an actress. She is a Spanish citizen of Libyan and Tunisian descent. It also important to highlight that due to the age discrepancies, Hakimi was 18 years of age when he married Abouk. Despite the fact, the couple welcomed two sons. 

 

            And now, let's get to the context of this story. It all started when Hakimi was accused of attempted sexual harassment of a 24-year-old woman, an accusation that is serious, yet still not been proven. Knowing the news, Abouk filed for divorce and demanded half of Hakimi's fortunes, since he has a net worth of about US$ 24 Million. Remember, the family court system heavily favors women over men, and with sexual harassment allegation at play, Abouk would surely be granted most if not half of her husband's fortunes, as well as full custody over their sons. But Hakimi on the other hand, had other ideas. Yes, he is paid a hefty sum of money playing for PSG, one of the biggest football clubs in France, but 80% of his wages, as well as his other assets are registered UNDER HIS MOTHER'S NAME. And this is done way before the scandal broke out. What initially thought would be an easy trial then went south for Abouk, as Hakimi is deemed "broke" according to the law. Hell, if the laws are similar, Hakimi should be the one who benefited from this, as she is now richer than him in light of this revelation. As it turns out Hakimi and his mother have a close relationship, as evidenced by their interaction back in Qatar, as well as other Moroccan players. 

 

            And from this fact, Hakimi's case went viral in a short time. Most men on various social media apps praised the move, claiming that Hakimi had "broke the matrix" and he "rewrite the playbook" when it comes to divorce proceedings. But all he did was something a loving son would do to his mother: make her happy and proud. On the other hand, the radical feminists were seething mad, calling him "mommy's boy" as if it was a bad thing. In the Arab World, as well as in the Islamic culture, it is seen as a good sign if someone is having a close, loving relationship with their mother. As one of the sayings said, "The paradise is located beneath a mother's foot". even the Prophet Muhammad PBUH stressed the importance of a mother's unconditional love. As it would be a savior of someone during the Judgement Day. 

            

            And in the end, not even the most beautiful women or the most notorious gold diggers can persuade a man to abandon his mother. Just because the man is already married, his mother can be neglected all at once. From Achraf Hakimi we learn that no matter how old we are and how successful we are, our mother would still view us as "her baby child". To all the mothers out there reading this, know that this story would serve as a wholesome reminder that in this hectic world, a mother's love remains unconditional.

Lolcows: The Biggest Source of Internet Cringe

         When you surfed on the Internet for an extended period of time, you probably will encounter several internet personalities or celebrities who are famous for plethora of things, whether their personality, their likeability, or their sense of humor. Some of them are also known to be the biggest laughingstock of the world wide web, they themselves being totally oblivious of the fact. These types of people are easily discoverable on every corner of the web, mostly on social medias, and people can't help but to witness their degeneracy as the means of boosting internet clout. 

 

            There is a term that would describe these people perfectly, and the term in question is "lolcows". It borrows its own term from "cow", which is a farmstock animal typically raised for the milk to be harvested. And from this definition, a lolcow is a type of person on the internet who is gullible and highly exploitative, typically trolled in regular basis with the means of producing cringeworthy content or to divulge embarrassing information to be weaponized against them just for fun without them realizing it for one bit. In short, lolcows are more or less like a "cash cow", but instead of monetary revenue, the internet is spoiled with funny, mostly cringe content generated by some people who are unaware that they are being manipulated, often extensively. 

 

            There is a big rift when it comes to lolcows and those who are presented as a legitimate comedian on the web. Comedians tend to plan their contents carefully, accounting for their viewer base, and are doing it willingly. Lolcows on the other hand, are trying to present themselves as a serious creator, but inexplicably ended up producing content that are instead perceived to be unintentionally hilarious, despite the creator's initial direction.

 

            When it comes to the world-renowned lolcows, Chris Chan immediately sprung up to mind. Since he is the most documented person on the internet, if not the world, every move he did is meticulously recorded, including his (mis)adventures of finding his true love, even if it means that he must post videos or contents with compromising materials, or his full-blown delusions about the animated dimension and the real world being merged together. From the discovery of his Sonichu comics to his arrest and subsequent incarceration for incest, everything and anything that he has ever done was meant to be on a serious note, but alas, the internet never gave its two cents, and instead presented him as the biggest buffoon ever lived. When it comes to the epitome of a lolcow, Chandler is the first person come into mind.

 

            Lolcows of this caliber tend to perceive everything according to their viewpoints only and dismissing what the outside world said about them. This then, created a perfect recipe for internet disaster, as more people inevitable came to their contact, and ended up getting trolled relentlessly. One particular person who also fits this category other than Chris Chan, is the man named Chance Wilkins, or Cyrax as known to the Internet. To say that Cyrax and Chandler is alike if not one of the same is an understatement. While Chandler is autistic and has a big obsession of becoming a comic book artist, Cyrax on the other hand, is deluded enough to think that he is a famous rapper, while in reality, he is a 30-ish year old, 5 feet (1.52 meters) tall, rage-filled man-child known as a plagiarist, sexual assaulter, a pedophile, and a narcissist. Why a plagiarist? Well, his own music catalogue, even his own stage name is nothing but stolen materials from other artists. His obsession with fame in the music industry is the main reason why this man is known as the lolcow of the year after Chandler's incarceration. Trolls use this to enable his fantasies and manipulating him extensively. His appearance on its own is more likely a result of several physical deformities, like progeria. It is also rumored that he may have a condition called cleidocranial dysplasia, where certain bones in the body don't develop. He is also born with one kidney and developed lung issues. These deformities, either physically or mentally, are mainly stemmed by his parents, specifically his mother's alcohol addiction by the time of Cyrax's conception. Some might say that both of his parents are intellectually disabled. 

 

            I don't know how others would react, but the mukbang genre of YouTube can also produce gold when it comes to a lolcow being loose on the Internet. Case in point, the big, fat, ugly mess that is Nikocado Avocado. For years, hundreds and thousands of eyes watched the evolution (in this case, an evolution going in reverse) of this former vegan and a skilled violinist from a relatively healthy man to an obese degenerate who does nothing but gorging himself on fast food in large quantities and screaming and wailing like a middle-aged woman with a midlife crisis. Watching his mukbang videos is bizarre enough, and the fact that he also operates an OnlyFans account doesn't help his case. Some lolcows that fit this description are also known for their love-hate relationship with fans and trolls alike. Just look at Amberlynn Reid. What this lady have done is starting a YouTube channel to document her weight loss journey, but quickly devolved into a mukbang channel, plus all the stuff that she did that incurred the wrath of the Internet. It seems like there is a cycle of some sort when it comes to this woman's whole content. She started by promising to try a new diet plan, then subsequently abandon it, and when confronted, she spewed lies after lies to present herself as the victim of her own laziness. What makes her a lolcow in this sense is the presence of enablers-who are her own friends and girlfriends-further stroking her planetary-sized ego (and body).

 

            Egotism, it seems can contribute to someone being labeled on the Internet as a lolcow, as their strong sense of entitlement trumps all of their strong points, making them susceptible for trolling and online harassment. Some of the can be outright creepy. One instance of this is someone by the name of Daniel Larson. This Denver, Colorado native is actually a schizophrenic man known for his TikTok escapade, as well as his rather unusual behavior, particularly towards underage girls on the platform. Hell, he once had a ridiculous amount of underage smut material, and nonchalantly confess it to the internet. Talk about being bold and outright dumb at the same time. As with Cyrax, Larson is also highly delusional about being a famous musician, always convinced that he is a big-time celebrity, but in reality, the trolls only engage with him to enable his fantasies and ultimately humiliate himself without him even realize it for one bit.

 

            In short, lolcows are those type of people who are oblivious to the fact that their presence on the internet is nothing more than a subject of amusement for trolls to indulge. They might present themselves as serious and factual, but all the trolls see is jokes and pranks written all over them. These people would still engage themselves on the internet, sometimes to the point of being terminally online, just to be played and manipulated upon by the other, not-so-friendly internet users. For those of you who are writing this, let's assess your life, take a break from the internet, and please, for the love of God, socialize outside more. It helps yourself and your mental wellbeing.

Amos Yee: From Activist to a Total Creep

 (Warning: Distressing references ahead)

 

            Here I am, on the last 10 days of the holy month of Ramadan as per time of writing, writing about some Singaporean guy who ran his mouth so bad, he caused multiple headaches across two different countries. You see, as per my stance across multiple pieces of article, freedom of speech is an essential part of a functioning society. Without freedom of speech, any discourse would simply be obsolete, as the top majorities be it big government or big tech that would dictate the society's school of thought. But I must iterate something here. While freedom of speech is encouraged, it doesn't shield you from the consequences that it may cause. We've seen how it would turn out with those LGBT discourses being slammed and condemned due to its main target audiences, i.e., underage kids.

 

            When it comes to the region of Southeast Asia, the region I proudly call home, the notion of freedom of speech is quite grey to say the least, as some countries have varying degrees of control of speech. In Singapore, these rights are restricted to some degree as Singaporeans are not protected against government-sanctioned surveillance and varying constrictions of credible opposition parties' growth in terms of freedom of expression, assembly, and association, while also guaranteeing the rights of peaceful assembly without arms. 

 

            And from this country too, came a former child actor turned social commentator turned online creep named Amos Yee. He was born Amos Yee Pang Sang, on the 31st of October 1998, just two years younger than yours truly. He was initially raised a Catholic, but then turned to Atheism after he was kicked out of his congregation. Back then, he was known as a child actor with esteemed accolades, as evidenced with his award-winning short film Jan, which is a "self-written, self-directed film" he made when he was 13 years of age. The film was so successful, Singaporean filmmaker Jack Neo took Yee under his wing and offered him an internship, as well as an audition offer to Neo's film, We Not Naughty, which revolved around juvenile delinquency. And from his foray with Neo, young Amos Yee continued to the path of satirical comedy, or as we call it in Indonesia, "Cliff-edge comedy" (komedi tepi jurang). Hell, prior to his first scandal, he already uploaded several videos on his YouTube channel detailing various subjects, most notably abut Singapore's ban on same homosexuality and his decision to drop out of school to focus on his YouTube career. 

 

            And in 2015, Amos Yee's first entanglement with law happened on 28 March. To better explain the context, five days prior, Singapore lost its first Prime Minister Lee Kwan Yew after a bout against severe pneumonia. Naturally, the entire city-state mourned the departure of the esteemed statesman, who was the first ever Prime Minister along with Yusof bin Ishak acting as the first President after Singapore's involuntary independence from Malaysia in 1965. Everyone was saddened by the news, everyone except Amos Yee. The jack-butt had the audacity to post a nine-minute video tarnishing LKY's legacy, calling him a "horrible person", an "awful leader" and the most heinous of all, a "dictator but managed to fool most of the world to think he was democratic". He even challenged Mr. Lee's son and current Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong. The video itself resulted in more than 30 police calls, and even after that, Yee doubled down by producing and publishing a picture depicting Prime Minister Lee doing an intimate act on former British Prime Minister Margaret "The Iron Lady" Thatcher. He was arrested and charged with three counts of harassment, based on his video essays and his obscene picture. He was initially released on bail with condition of he must not post any content while the case is still ongoing which he breached by posting two blog posts. From this case, he was sentenced to 4 weeks imprisonment and the bail was set at SG$ 10.000.

 

            His second case was a blasphemy case. It all started on 27 November 2015 when he addressed Businessman Alvin Cheng's comments about terrorism and proceeded to mock the religion of Islam. This resulted in another arrest and another incarceration, this time for six weeks. While serving his jail time, he was visited by US-based Singaporean activist Melissa Chin and by her own admission, provided Yee with documents needed for Amos to flee the country to the States. In December 2016, Amos Yee fled to the United States via Chicago O'Hare Airport to seek political asylum. Shortly after his arrival, he was detained by the Immigration and spent his 9 months pending his asylum status in two places, those being McHenry County Jail in Illinois and Dodge County Detention Facility in Wisconsin. By doing this, he also breached another Singaporean law, this time about compulsory military service for Singaporean men when he turned 18 years of age. Singapore is one of few countries like the two countries in the Korean Peninsula, as well as Finland to have mandatory military conscription for their citizens over the age of 18. 

 

            You may think that Amos Yee's shenanigans in his home country is dangerous enough, but in the US, he became something more sinister: an advocate for pedophilia. In November 2017, he uploaded three videos on YouTube, all discussing his views in favor of grown adults initiating intimate advances on minors. This time, the banhammer was swift, those videos eventually got all of his social media accounts banned and his Harvard invitation rescinded. And to put a cherry on top of this filth-infested cake, he was arrested in Illinois in October 2020 on state charges of solicitation and possession of child pornography after an allegation of him exchanging risqué contents and messages with a 14-year-old Texas girl. He was denied internet access during custody and his bail was set on US$ 1 Million. He initially plead not guilty to the charges in November 2020, he eventually accepted a plea deal in late 2021 in exchange of a six-year incarceration, with the implication of deportation, denied future entries to the US and ultimately denied of naturalization as a U.S. citizen. If he would be deported, he still has to face the charge of draft evasion by fleeing to America, and in turn, failed to report for enlistment in the first place, a crime that carries up to 3 years in prison and a SG$10.000 fine under Singaporean law. 

 

            When it comes to someone like Amos Yee, this is the case of someone testing the limits of freedom of speech and its implications, while at the same time, toying with the notion that nothing is off limits, even if it means that some parts of their statement might be detrimental to their own well-being as well as others surrounding them. Yes, freedom of speech is highly encouraged in this day and age, but as like other forms of expression, every statement has its consequences. And by guaranteeing freedom of speech doesn't guarantee freedom of consequences either. For Amos Yee, for all of the stuff that you've done, I hope you find peace for yourself.

Jeffrey Marsh: "Trans" Groomer on the Loose

 (Warning: Strong languages, sexually explicit and distressing references ahead)

 

            I can't believe I have to write this. For weeks I tried to steer clear from this man and this subject. But now, people from the left and the right side of the political spectrum are made aware of this man's online presence. And believe me when I say that aside of what he identifies himself with, child grooming is a heinous form of child exploitation. But then again, I lost pretty much all respect I have for most of the members of the LGBTQ community, particularly those who want to shove this gender ideology bullshit to others with differing opinions, as well as silencing those who are opposing the narrative, whether they are on their side or not. Ever since the puberty blocker debacle, and the fact that people like Dylan Mulvaney is roaming around unchecked appropriating womanhood (Yes, this is what I call gender appropriation), today's political landscape has become a free-for-all, as the (in)tolerant left press on to instill their deranged version of inclusivity. 

 

            I believe I've written something about sketchy individuals and people with a tendency of predatorial behavior, but what I'm about to dive into not only is a creep, but also acknowledge himself as one, and people actually support him. Let's begin by dissecting who are we dealing with. The one in question is Jeffrey Marsh, born in York, Pennsylvania, USA, on the 7th of July 1977. He claimed to have been misunderstood during his so-called "rough childhood". Not much information regarding his education history, but he attended the University of the Arts in Philadelphia, earning himself the Bachelor of Fine Arts in musical theater. Before his internet infamy, he moved to New York City to pursuit a career in cabaret performance. 

 

            After this, Marsh turned to social media, with his first platform being the now defunct Vine, creating contents around self-affirming and self-empowering, usually presented with a pep-talk, song, or dance. Nowadays, he has a TikTok account (which we'll be getting into later on), Instagram, Facebook, even a YouTube channel. Lately, he also set up a Patreon account. Outside of his social media activities, he is a regular contributor to The Huffington Post, arguably one if not the most woke publication ever existed beside BuzzFeed. In 2016, he even released a book entitled How to Be You, supposedly inspired by his time growing up. He identifies himself as "non-binary" (which is, again, pretty much an undeniable sign that you are a total idiot) and is of Buddhism faith. For one, I might get branded as a blasphemous little bastard, but Buddha himself would laugh at your fucking ass.

 

            Now, let's address the elephant in the room. Marsh is currently the biggest LGBT influencer on TikTok, amassing 682.000 followers. Most of the time, the contents are not really that harmful, except that those same videos contain an intro SPECIFICALLY aimed towards children. Hell, he begins his videos with "hi kids" or some variation of that phrase. Now, we all know where this is going. We've seen too many true crime videos to not noticing straight away that this intro, more or less, is a MAJOR RED FLAG FOR CHILD GROOMING. These particular offenders are trying to establish communication to children by isolating them from their parents. And as I learned first-hand, parents are the strongest defense mechanism against these abusive tactics. 

 

            The second thing that I want to address is the contents themselves. Recently, Marsh's content is revolving around teaching those same kids on how to go no contact from their parents. Again, isolate them for your own benefit later on, and once the trust has been established, then the groomer can do whatever to the kids as they pleased, often for a long period of time. Or, if the audience is equally as demented as he is, they might be onboard as well. Then, to make things worse, his Patreon page contains videos containing OUTRIGHT SEXUAL TOPICS! AND THIS IS AIMED TO CHILDREN! For fuck's sake, this man has too many free times on his hands. And to drive this thing home, the left actually supports him, as he kept roaming around the Internet unchecked, while differing opinions are constantly shut down.

 

            And why is Jeffrey Marsh is allowed to do this? Isn't sexual topics towards children is heavily frown upon? Unfortunately, no. As the British Muslim comedian Shumirun Nessa found out firsthand. She initially made a series of videos on TikTok calling Marsh's contents into question, on how these types of videos is allowed to be viewed by minors. All she did was criticize his content, not for what he is, a "non-binary" man. But what did she get? Jeers and angry comments from his supporters and "trans activists" that extend as far as literal threats. Just two days ago, Indonesian time zone, she was doxed by some unknown perpetrators with emails containing her daily routines, her daughters' school details, and her residence address. She also had her car vandalized prior to those threats. I mean, we are on an uncharted territory here, consider that Marsh is that type of guy who is willing to do the most heinous shit not even the crazed GG Allin would think of, and that is saying something. 

 

            If this is what "inclusivity", "tolerance", and "loving community" are about, I'm jumping off the fucking train. I'd rather be labeled as a "bigot" for standing up to traditional values, that men are born with a penis and a set of testicles, and women are born with a vagina and a uterus. I'd rather be called a "backwards redneck" for sticking to my religious values, which Shumirun and I both share wholeheartedly. I'd rather be called an "ignorant jackass" for standing up for those who are fed up with this gender ideology bullshit. In short, Jeffrey Marsh is a creep, a jackass, an offender, and a total idiot. Parents, if you are reading this, keep your children safe. Question everything. Don't let this creep into your children's life. The consequences are both devastating and irreversible. Now if you excuse me, I'm off to lock myself in my room playing Hogwarts Legacy, the most "transphobe" game made in association with the most "transphobe" a. k. a. the most badass woman in the (wizarding) world, Joanne Kathleen Rowling.

GG Allin: Violent, Barbaric, and Disgusting

(Warning: Gross material ahead)

 

            This is probably the grossest piece I've ever written. While being invested to rock music in general, the punk section is barely touched by me during the most of my life, aside from bands like My Chemical Romance, Simple Plan, Blink 182, you know, those 2000s Pop Punk bands. Recently, I started to listen some of the heavier punk bands, those like The Misfits who mainly touched by their more metal influenced sound. From what I've read and researched, punk rockers have a certain knack for controversy, And the subject of this story inevitably raised the bar so high, no punk rockers since have duplicated that level of infamy.

 

            What we are looking at here is probably the most infamous punk/shock rocker ever lived, and his name was GG Allin. His real name was Kevin Michael Allin, but thanks to his ultra-religious, abusive monster of a father, he was born named Jesus Christ Allin, believing that young Allin was the child of prophecy after claiming that Jesus visited him in his dream. He was born in Lancaster, New Hampshire, USA on the 29th of August 1956. And as predicted, his parents Merle Allin Sr. and Arleta Gunther, along with his younger brother Merle Jr. lived in a log cabin with no running water and electricity, and to top it all off, Merle Sr. was the type of man that was known to be "unstable" to put it mildly. This trait inevitably passed on to young GG, who was put into a special education class and severely bullied due to his nonconformity stance. Only after their parents' divorce, Allin's legal name was changed by his mother to Kevin Michael Allin, but his other name, "Jeje" as his brother pronounced, was kept as his nickname, ultimately evolved to GG.

 

            And this effectively turned Allin into the man that he was, but I'll save that for later. Allin had always had fascination for rock music, especially due to his musical influences being mostly British Invasion bands from the 1960s. He also idolized the country music star Hank Williams, but not until one Alice Cooper arrived and cemented his influence on Allin's overall sound. Surprisingly enough, Allin didn't start as a vocalist, rather as a drummer. He did this while forming his first band with his brother Merle no less named Little Sister's Date, but that band only lasted a little over a year. From then on, Allin went on to join (and founded) several bands, like The Jabbers, Scumfucs, and the last one at the time of his death, The Murder Junkies. At this point, his main instrument was his vocals. He was not interested in breaking out to the mainstream, as he became the household name in the underground hardcore punk scene.

 

            Perhaps his prime era was also considered as his most violent era, as during the mid 1980s, he practically abused anything and everything everyone threw at him. On top of that, he held a strong misanthropist, anti-authoritarian, non-conformist, and anarchist stance. On one occasion, he proclaimed himself as "the last true rock n' roller", as per his stance that rock music in general is a personification or rebellious attitude. Let's do a breakdown about a typical GG Allin live show. Allin's choice of attire (or lack thereof) is a white jockstrap, a leather jacket, and sometimes accompanied with a pair of sunglasses. Hell, most of the time he would show up buck naked. It started normally for one or two songs, once the show reached the third or fourth song, all hell would break loose, partly because of Allin's tendency to go out of control and start punching his own fans and in some extend, himself (he hit his head repeatedly with a microphone until he bleeds out of his head), but mostly for his drunken state and his nasty habit of SHITTING HIMSELF IN FRONT OF HIS OWN AUDIENCE. Not only that, but the sick bastard also went as far as either (don't read this while eating) eating his own discharge, or threw them to the concertgoers, with all of those INCREDIBELY NASTY SMELL. The way he did this is to ingest a copious amount of laxative before he entered the stage. Other crazy antics he did also including shoving things (mostly his microphone) up his ass and causing millions of US Dollars in damages.

 

            Allin was also have a knack with suicide threats. It all started somewhere in 1989, where Allin stated that he would commit suicide during one of his shows at Halloween, but the plan never came to fruition, as he would end up arrested instead. Hell, one of those arrests even landed him in prison in late 1989 for "assault with intent to do great bodily harm less than murder" of a female acquaintance in Ann Arbor, Michigan, but later reduced to a felony assault charge after a plea deal. He was imprisoned from Christmas Day of 1989 to 26 March 1991. But instead of reporting to parole, he went straight back to touring. And during his imprisonment, he wrote his essay titled The GG Allin Manifesto.

 

            This punk rocker arrived with a bang, and he departed with a bang. The day was 27th June 1993. The place where it all happened was a small club called The Gas Station at 194 East 2nd Street in Manhattan, New York. It was a typical GG Allin and the Murder Junkies show, with all of those chaotic antics by the shock rocker. After just three songs, the show ended in a chaotic fashion when a brawl broke out, and a totally intoxicated Allin then went out leading his fans into the neighborhood. He then crashed into his friend Johnny Puke's apartment and continued to party along with everyone else. During that time, Allin ingested a heavy dose of heroin. It was too much that he overdosed on it and fell unconscious. On 28 June, when morning came, and Puke noticed Allin's body still in his apartment, already dead due to his overdose the night prior. He was 36 years of age. His funeral became something of a low-level party, as mourners gather around with alcohol and various audio devices, blasting his songs while Allin's bloating corpse was lying in a casket, unwashed and still reeking of human turd. GG Allin was finally laid to rest on 3rd July 1993, in Littleton, New Hampshire. Even still, Allin's gravesite had become something of a pilgrimage site of all hardcore punk aficionados, with his gravestone desecrated on a daily basis as an act of "respect" like GG himself would have wanted it.

 

            In short, Kevin Michael "GG" Allin was a punk rocker like no other. Musicians of his caliber might not be famous for his sound quality, or his poetic lyrics, but one thing is for sure, that he shaped the landscape of hardcore rock n' roll to be the thing that it is today, even though all it took to get to this point was someone flinging shit onto each other while at the same time punching others in the face. GG Allin was a wild man, and he demanded us to remember him that way.

Ricers: The Black sheep of Petrol heads

 Car culture, just another thing that I follow alongside motorsport in general. Me being a car fan in the first place actually stems from motorsport. When you talk motorsports, you talk about the cars or bikes that race each other at speeds of over 320kph (200mph). You might talk about advanced engineering, technology, aerodynamics, safety, handling, and the sheer brutality of those machineries. It's the adrenaline that hooked me up with this culture. The sensation of driving as fast as humanly possible, while still have to maintain a level head going at those speeds. 

 

            Consequently, as a result of a thriving car culture, car owners resorted to modify their cars to a specific purpose, depending on its usage on the road. And these modifications are done with three things in mind: practicality, usage, and purpose. Take a look at the differences when building either an off-road car or a drag racing car. For the former, you want high ground clearance, four-wheel drive, good set of suspension kits, and precise handling. For the latter however, all you need is raw power and fast accelerations down the line. Every build is tailor-made and none of those builds are one and the same. Each and every car is meticulously tuned and adjusted to the preferences of its driver.

 

            But there are some of them who are also part of the culture who don't modify their cars to suit all of the above, instead focusing only on exterior appearances of their cars, and those guys are called "ricers". The term "RICE" in relation to the car modification culture is actually an acronym for "Race Inspired Cosmetic Enhancements". As the name suggests, these guys are modifying their cars for the purpose of making that car to look like a race car, but in reality, it's more like anything but one. The polar opposite of this particular build is the one called a "sleeper". These cars are high performance cars with unassuming looks. It is possible that a sleeper could take its form of a sedan, or even an estate car or a minivan of some sort. Those who are labeled as a 'ricer' is that one guy who puts so much aftermarket parts to the point of rendering his own car unrecognizable. Think about a Honda Civic EK9 fitted with a massive exhaust and cheap aftermarket body kit made of plastic.

 

            It's fairly easy to spot a ricer in a crowd of car enthusiasts. They are mostly drive Japanese cars, mostly either a Honda, a Mitsubishi, a Toyota, and a Nissan, with most of the vehicles being either a front-wheel drive, a car with automatic transmission, or the combination of both. But these days, even European or American manufacturers are not spared from a ricer's treatment. As per what I said, it's easy to find a ricer by looking out for a car that has flashy paint job, stickers plastered all over the place, big aftermarket body kits, hood scoop bigger than it should be, lots or fake air vents which mostly done with chicken wires, big spoilers or rear wings that serves no purpose at all, a pair of Lamborghini-esque scissor doors, big and loud "fart can" exhausts, lowered suspension kits to the point of the actual body kit to touch the ground, and an extreme amount of negative cambers, not to mention other cosmetics like a full sound system designed to put everyone within the radius of a kilometer on permanent deafness. Seems like these guys got their influence by watching The Fast and The Furious movies too many times than they can recall. These cars are designed as the "all show, no go" cars with emphasis of flashy exteriors.

 

            Ricers have a nasty habit of overestimating their own ricemobile's performance capabilities. And this is reflected by their tendencies to boast about all of their sense of styling (or lack thereof) and claiming that their cars would actually beat a top of the range supercar. And they sure love the attention they get, even in the expense of their own unrecognizable turd box of a car, or their severe ignorance on how to properly modify a car in the first place. The reality of the matter is these "ricers" are nothing more than a disgrace of the car community.

 

            To put things into perspective, tuners modify their cars to enhance the performance, and usually prefer little to no exterior modification, aside for aerodynamic purposes. Most tuners would maximize the horsepower, handling capabilities, and safety features to suit their purposes of creating a high-performance vehicle. Ricers on the other hand, are deluded to thinking that by slapping some stickers and some aftermarket logos would make their mule-powered rickshaw faster with only standard engine and parts. Tuners also take weight-saving seriously, as excessive weight inside a car can only lead to reduced performance. Ricers don't see this as a problem, by putting massive subwoofers and audio systems, which in turn, slow their cars even more. Hell, a mere sticker when being put on a car could cause the car to gain even a milligram of weight. If you watch any car meet videos or have been to one yourself, there are some demonstrations of some stunts like burnouts, drifts, quarter mile drag race, and the like. These are done by specially trained drivers on closed roads. While ricers, due to their attention complex, always down to do those dangerous stunts on open parking spaces, even open roads. And the results are sometimes either comedic or catastrophic. Doing an excessive burnout on a front-wheel drive car with its nose on the wall? Congratulations, you have blown your engine. You want to test your luck on a drag strip? that soapbox must have been so slow, a snail would beat you to the line. You want to test your drifting skill with that stock wheels with excessive weight? You'll just turning around in circles. 

 

            In short, ricers are nothing but deluded individuals who think that by putting on excessive stickers, cheap aftermarket body parts, a larger-than-life exhaust, and big audio system would actually enhance their car's performance features, when in reality, they are turning their daily drives into a big pile of brick wall with the pace of an old snail. It's not going to go any faster, nor it would be the safest vessel of transportation. In the end, these ricers instead built a deathtrap with excessive weight on it.