My Mantra for 2024

Go F*** Yourself

You heard me.

After almost getting canceled recently from a Catholic Women’s Conference for using the word “shithole,” and then realizing that actually no one wants to take back the culture except me and a few other weirdos, and then discovering that our new AI overlords want all the white people dead, I am here to confess that my new Lenten attitude towards my current crucible is the iconic cri de coeur Elon Musk hurled at the CEO of Disney a few months ago:

“Go f**k yourself.”

Not very holy or Catholic of me, you say? Shame on me for working blue? How can I call myself a trad wife with that language? Do I kiss my baby with that mouth?

Please. “GFY” is simply a shorter, more direct version of this:

“And if the world hates you, know that it hated me before you.”

And don’t forget this gem:

“Bless, O LORD, his substance, and accept the work of his hands; crush the loins of his adversaries, of those that hate him, so that they do not rise again.” [Deuteronomy 33:11]

Crush their loins! As another translation of the same line says, “hit them where it hurts.” Yes, the Bible tells us we can ask God to kick our foes in the nuts!

But maybe the best biblical version of GFY is Jesus’s famous clapback to the enemies who tried to trap him by asking whether it was right for Jews to pay tribute to the Roman emperor:

“Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's.”

Maybe this is cope. I don’t care. I’m going with GFY for now and using it to help give me courage when I run low.

Of course, those old testament writers hadn’t yet gotten the good news about loving one’s neighbor, but that’s not important right now. What’s important is knowing that you are allowed to fight back against people and places that want you silenced, disappeared, or dead.

It’s your duty, in fact. Try it!

Places to Use Your New Mantra

It helps in so many situations. You can say it:

• To the Google AI programmers who have helpfully shown us what the world will look like after the Great Replacement.

• To the psychotic schizo who walked right in front of my car on Olympic Boulevard, as filthy and bedraggled as a 4th century hermit who just emerged from a dirt hole.

• To perennial loser Nikki Haley, daily.

• To that greasy little coke-sniffing monkey of Kiev who keeps rubbing his nose suspiciously and begging for money to “defeat Russia,” as if that’s a thing that can happen.

• To that halfwitted oaf Travis Kelce, for already blowing it with Taylor.

• To the city officials for insisting that the reason I have to drive past 50 filthy junkies every day is because they can’t find affordable housing.

• To the haters and the losers.

And especially, to the truly despicable supervillains bent on filling my country with raping and pillaging illegal immigrants killing Americans. Seriously, all of you: GFY.

Open Borders Fanatics: Go F*** Yourselves, Pretty Please with Sugar on Top

Our paralyzing inability to close the border is baffling. But makes sense when you start digging into the “good Christian charities” that are funding the invasion.

This month, I wrote about these execrable Open Borders Christians and how they want us all dead, for the American Mind:

We either have a country or we don’t. If we open our doors to every human being from a shithole country, we will soon become the biggest shithole country in the world with seven billion new arrivals. Don’t like it? Go to these other places and make them better. Not everyone alive can live here. Once the new arrivals outnumber us, it’s over for good, and there will be no more places to emulate.

I am done having my devout religious beliefs used as a skin suit by Soros-funded globalists who want to use it as a disguise while they overthrow “our sacred democracy” from within. I am not in favor of having my Catholicism used as a club to beat me to death. 

And they won’t have to! I fully expect to get beaten to death one day by one of the sacred illegal immigrants they sent to my neighborhood.

Believing in the “He gets us” version of Christianity is going to get us all killed.

Immediately after I wrote this, a girl named Laken Riley was murdered while she was jogging on the campus of the University of Georgia.

This Venezuelan thug had already been arrested twice in the U.S.—once for hurting a child! And they let him go. He was an Uber driver (!) in New York at the time, and Fat Alvin Bragg of NYC let him go!

If only college campus rapists really looked the preppy frat bros that Rolling Stone magazine tried to hoax us into hating! Instead, they look pretty much like what you’d expect in a country overrun with miscreants from around the globe.

CNN had this to say about Laken’s 100% preventable murder:

Ibarra’s status as an undocumented Venezuelan migrant is now being touted by several state and national GOP leaders to support their calls for tighter border security – though there is little evidence indicating a connection between immigration and crime.

Got that? No connection between Ibarra being in the country illegally and Laken Riley’s hideous death at his hands. Pure coincidence. Just one of those things, folks.

Part and parcel of living in the big city. Jogging in any city. Going to college. Breathing air. Stop complaining, college joggers!

The people allowing this to happen are complicit in mass murder, rape, terrorism, electoral interference, and foreign invasion of a sovereign country.

Laken Riley, Say Her Name. RIP.

So here is my message to the blasted elites busy flooding college towns with rapists, when they’re not busy flooding AI technology with rabid anti-white sentiment:

Thanks for reading!

Love,

Peachy