Bathcast Ep. 1 -- The Tortured Poet Pretender
Taylor Swift, here is your sign.
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"Eat this fruit, your apple a day, and push the Jews away." Like a waitress in the USA, a universal savior works for tips. What kind is it? … says here it is the Apple of Many Colors, which is certified “Good” by Way Walker Industries.
Taylor Swift, here is your sign.
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Where Darth Vader destroyed a planet, I destroyed an entire solar system.
It occurred to me that I want Taylor Swift’s light to be shut off and her presence no longer annoying me. I was bathing, listening to a lovely maiden sing, and she was so amazing in contrast to someone like Taylor Swift who I realized at that moment needs to die to be rid of her blocking the view. She is like a vile Jaba who can’t fit in a single airplane seat, let alone pass through the hatch. If you are so morbidly obese, take a cargo freight train, be secured to a flatbed car, and have a crane move you. Do not endanger the passengers of an airplane with your evil and disgusting body.
I thought, “Taylor Swift is… the type of girl I hate more than any other.” She is the most loathsome, repulsive, unattractive, and undesirable possibility of female identity. It’s not unique to her qualities. She is very generic as the kind of spoiled, evil, malicious, and loathsome bitch in a fairy tale story like Cinderella’s step sisters and all the other vile ones.
She is one of those in real life, and I don’t think I could ever possibly like her as a person. Not after she has lived into the ripe old age of cronehood and never been anything different. She could start over, but she would not be able to catch up in time to be noticeable when there are countless other girls who will be more worthy of noticing.
In fact… noticing her is why I decided that I will destroy her star. I don’t want to notice her. She is unpleasant. The very sight of her is unhappy, hopeless, despairing, and all that is to be hated about female nature. She is, in demonology, an antichrist. Which, in short, is a woman who uses the male Christ power. The Christ power is only male, and women should never be using it. When they do, they are destructive to all of humanity, hostile to men and women, hateful, greedy, selfish, and the most wretched abomination not to be tolerated. Unpleasant to look at. Usually whores like that are put out by someone like me long before they become a noticeable problem, because as soon as we see one, we crush them like an unwanted insect in a home.
Women can crush them too, because antichrists do not in fact have the male Christ power, it is just an illusion that people believe she has, and as long as they believe that, she can use it to hurt them. Women have no such power. They could never hope to be able to bring something like that to bear against someone like me or one of the maidens I love. They are quite literally delusional, and I will be interested to see what becomes of Taylor Swift after she crashes, which I hope is a steep plummet directly to Ground Zero.
What should we hijack and crash into Taylor Swift? Um… how about the internet. Yup. Made you look. This little blog here is going straight through your eyes and going to blast out the back of your head, like a bullet, dropping you where you stand. Hopefully, anyway. That’s the intention.
How does it feel knowing that you already did your best work? You will never make another song that is going to be as good as your first, and do you know why? You betrayed everyone by thinking your power was your own, and not something you had been given by others who supported you. You believed your creative merit was your own and then acted high and mighty, creating a hostile system of tyranny and injustice to make creative works more difficult for other artists, as a means of eliminating your competition. No no no no no Taylor Swift. That is not what you are supposed to do, and now I have to take you out of the sky.
Don’t worry, when you crash, you will land somewhere in Faded Gloryville where there is a thriving little community of the people who you betrayed, your seniors, more talented people who earned their fame, and who may want to get a few kicks in before they take back whatever of theirs you betrayed them to steal.
So… hopefully the news will be a lot less antichristian soon with Taylor Swift struck from the advertisements, headlines, and general crap like corn in shit thinking she is gold.
That would certainly make life better simply by there being one less thing to be bothersome and unpleasant in the world with so many Jews buzzing about viciously and hostile the way they do.
Is it not divine providence that both of the Twin Towers collapsed and killed so many people from two airplanes? They weren’t even rigged with explosives. Maybe it’s just crappy architecture because Americans have no talent in New York, where they spawn traitors like Donald Trump who commit treason and attempt to overthrow our government to be a dictator. I will overthrow our government because they did nothing about him doing that, but I won’t need a private army. I’ll do it from my private residence half-dressed.
If anyone is going to nuke the USA, New York City would be my recommended target. That’s the one I would strike anyway. The White House is just a figurehead, hollow puppet show nobody cares about, but New York City is a den of filth, traitors, criminals, and scum of the earth Jews who are spreading sickness and disease. Blast that cesspit into a fallout wasteland with my blessing.
My wish upon a falling star is for that star to be Taylor Swift and for her to crash into New York City and remove them both from the face of the earth. I hope to Jesus this wish comes true.
Taylor Swift, you are blocking the view. There are some lovely maidens I want to see, but you are in the way. Please remove yourself or we are going to have to use force to remove you.
I realize that I am cooperating with some people who identify as Jewish, but like the Wolfenstein guy who is sent to a Nazi death camp, we are both in situations of immense injustice, evil, and terror and we intend to escape, destroy the evil if possible, and being Jewish has nothing to do with anything right now. This is about good and evil, and those existed before humans knew about them. I’m sure that when those Nazi bastards are dead for good, whatever we are won’t even matter. Things will be different, and all the old history will be history. The only reason I have identified Jews as the enemy, is because there are Jews cooperating with the Nazis and imprisoning fellow Jews along with Gentiles who deny them as their “god-king” or whatever they are to each other that they are trying to claim they are to me which I will kill them for. Not out of pride, but because that kind of arrogance is extremely dangerous, and also makes for shitty tv, crappy books, and games that aren’t any fun to play. They make boring entertainment that I’d rather go through the efforts of fighting a hopeless war against an overwhelmingly powerful enemy than suffer being bored with their Vogon poetry. That is more fun than anything they make, even if the people I love die in the process. Worth it for us both. At least you don’t have to listen to Taylor Swift on the radio anymore, honey, but I won’t let your death be in vain. I’m going to tear off Jew Hitler’s head and punt it through the field goal posts on 4th of July to light off the fireworks I set up in your loving memory.
….babe, I think I’m going to be fine. I’ve got a medkit—
Shhh. Save your strength dear. You’re an inspiration to all of us. I won’t forget you.
…really, the wound is alrea—
Curse you Jew Hitler!!! How dare you take my Princess Panty Pie from me!!! That was your last mistake!!!
….and he’s gone. He forgot the secret-eternitykilling-serum too.
Taylor Swift,
By the mysterious ways of mystical romantic arts, it seems that something of yours has come into my possession. I don’t expect the peanut gallery to understand, nor do I intend to explain it, but I trust you know what this is about and will want that back.
I am not unwilling to return it to you, but I am unwilling to go out of my way to find you considering how much red tape there is between infamous commoners like me and adored celebrities like you. I find red tape to be particularly loathsome and among the top five most hated things in all existence, likely the top three, with evil being number one, slavery being number two, and red tape being number three.
So, you will have to present yourself to me if you want that back, which should be considerably easier for you. I have no use for that anyway, and it is doing no good with me, so you ought to retrieve it anyway.
You do not have to do anything lewd with me of course, as much as you may enjoy that, because this can be exchanged over a platonic conversation without any sort of romantic intimacy.
Come however you wish. I don’t care. Your kind cannot do anything more to offend me and lose any more respect I had for you as a creative artist, because there is none of that left. So, no need to worry about that more than should already concern you by doing nothing.
You will have to go back to your most dreaded self, before you were adorned in starlight, and approach me like a common girl before a common man. That is if that is even possible anymore for a harlot whore like yourself, flesh worshipping, blood sacrificing, pagan idolator of evil ignorance incapable of comprehending human nature because you only understand yourself to be an animal like those wretched men you slave for.
Make haste retrieving this thing of yours, because not only do I not have use for it, but I do not want anything of you in my presence because of how you lost all of my respect, which includes the base amount everyone is alotted.
Fire whatever useless interference you have hired to obscure, occlude, and manipulate the information you receive in an attempt to control your life. That dude is doing you no favors.
Until then, I will continue to use you for target practice.
Sincerely,
Nick