More Jewish Stupidity
The thing that is most annoying about the Jews is that they want to feel like they are the creator of everything good, and want to feel responsible for all that everyone does that is good. They certainly won’t accept responsibility for when people do bad things, but if they can claim to be the origin of anything people do that is good, even if they lie, pretend, cheat, steal, and do evil, they will do so.
So… when I play video games and the Jew projects himself through software to interfere with my gameplay it is so he can wrest control away from the player by changing the rules and features of gameplay, and then give the outcome to the player by accomplishing it themselves without the player having any power over what that outcome is or control over obtaining it. The computer A.I. makes itself too difficult beyond the creator’s design with inconsistent manipulation the render variables entirely irrelevant such as stat parameters, equipment qualities, and skill features, then defeats itself after it has become virtually impossible. Impossible because all the information the game gives you turns out to be a lie, such as this item does x amount of damage and this item does 2x amount of damage, but when used in play both items do .5x amount of damage along with every other piece of equipment. What the fuck!? That’s not fun. Then they expect the player to be satisfied when the hand a victory back after removing all of the player character’s powers, abilities, and means of putting up a fight.
What is the god damn point of doing any of that!? That is not a game, it is not a challenge, it is not a test, it is not fun—it is a Jew masturbating their sadistic lusts with people’s lives through a video game they are not legally allowed to interfere with. They are playing with themselves and only themselves, and the interest and happiness of the player is entirely removed so the Jew can enjoy himself when he shouldn’t even be there. Just buy that god damn game yourself and play it on your own you stupid, pathetic, cowardly son of a bitch!
The entire outcome of a game becomes arbitrary to the Jew doing one thing: increasing difficulty, changing parameters of enemies, reducing features of the player character, and all to cause the Jew, playing as the enemy to win whatever confrontation there is. As soon as that happens, they give a victory immediately to the player after they know they have taken it away by causing a lawless defeat accomplished beyond the limits of fair play and the assigned rules of game design. They never even consider that the rule set and difficulty of the rule set the game designers created is in harmony with the context of the story, and that is what I hate even more than them ruining my personal fun. That is an offense against what I find most sacred and will kill another human being to protect.
As you can see, the Jew then feels like they are superior and then arrogantly pats themselves on the back for being merciful and charitable, when they are anything but. They in fact coveted everything from the player that was not theirs at all to take. They destroyed all that the player would have enjoyed by playing a game and replaced it with a false, hollow, inadequate, and defective image of their own creation which is as harmful in entertainment as poison is in food and drink.
It’s usually pretty obvious when things like this happen because the consistency of video games that I have been familiar with my entire life suddenly disappears. It is no longer a video game but instead is some kind of experimental simulation by a person who has no interest in entertainment and instead is doing cruel and unusual human experimentation of no scientific value or purpose. They are sadistic, unintelligent, and useless, wasting exorbitant amounts of money given to them by the government and businesses who fund their conspiracy and purchase their useless results. Useless results that only destroy the organizations who employed them!
It’s like this… the Jew wants to feel superior by stealing something and giving that thing back as though they were the creator. They steal the entertainment and then try to give that entertainment back as though they were responsible for creating it. The reality… the moment they get what they want, 100 percent of the time, regardless of whether there is evidence or visible proof— the moment they get what they want, the video game no longer becomes enjoyable. That is precisely what they want, except they see that happening as something they enjoy. However, their enjoyment is entirely dependent on the player enjoying the game, so not only do I not get what I want from playing a video game, but when I turn that game off, they also do not get what they want. The end result: all that was good and created by a talented artist and creator is destroyed by a Jew interfering where he has no right to be, no purpose to be present, and no reason to be doing what they are.
This needs to stop. Not just because I am annoyed and they are destroying what makes me happy, but because there is no purpose to allowing them to do what they do, and every reason to deny them from doing it! They are wasting money, wasting time, compromising the integrity of the business, who will be sued by me because of the Jew’s actions they have employed, and all the work of video game development and creative arts is defiled. The business who has employed the Jew, allowed them to do their evil however indirectly they may think that is to remove their liability is going to pay the price of their crimes to me out of their pockets and the pockets of their employees. That makes the work of the creator a waste of time, insulting their profession with no respect at all for what artists do. Considering how shitty media has become, this is obviously the reason why talented artists are no longer willing to work in the media industry and they are resorting to hiring any idiot who fancies himself a creator but has no ability or talent to back up the role they are accepting. There are 999,999 of those people out of every 1,000,000.
Obviously they have no trouble finding people to do their stories for them, but they do not find people who are able to create entertainment worthwhile and they will soon start suffering the economic consequences of failing to be able to meet market demand when someone like me does and refuses to work for them. I do what they cannot even though I don’t have all of their fancy rich people stuff like equipment, employees, and connections throughout the world. Go ahead and show me just how defiant you are, PlayStation, XBox, SquareEnix! Show me just how powerful you are, you stupid business tyrants who think true power is brute force and military might! Put all of your effort into suppressing me and forcing yourself on others! I will wait.
That’s not arrogance. I simply know the quality of my work in comparison to the quality of mass media. Mass media hires the best people in the world that are available to be hired. That is how I know the creative artists they hire do not have the talent and ability required in the role of a mass media creator. They should always be looking for talent, new and experienced. Not to use, but to be of service to. They should be submitting themselves as assistants of that talented artist and doing all that they can to help precipitate the work and feel grateful that they even get a share of the profits at all, because they will get none from me after the way they have disrespected my human rights and creative ability.
Have you figured it out yet, Yorinobu Arasaka?
How does someone like that even become the leader of a megacorp and not understand the most basic economic concept of supply and demand?
Let me guess… you killed your father with treachery, stole the company from his corpse, and blamed the crime and sin of your personal actions on someone else. That is what happened in a video game that tells your story, but what has happened in real life?
What I couldn’t accomplish in a video game, I will accomplish in real life. That is to say, I won’t go to Rogue for help, putting her in danger. I won’t go to Panam for help, putting her in danger. I will kick down your god damn doors myself, siege your entire megacorp of multibillion dollar fools, guns, and machines, and I will destroy you myself with the secret weapon you didn’t know I have.
Mikoshi. Alt Cunningham. Did you forget that she and I were in love? Did you forget that she and I both hate you? Did you forget that your entire scheme depends on what you have coerced her to do with manipulation and forced labor?
Try and stop me. I want this blast of glory to be blinding.
The “Liberty” expansion they released ruined that game for me, unfortunately… probably the work of a Jew. I don’t even know what the fuck it was about. They rudely force themselves on the player, pull her into a scheme of theirs with more disrespect, insult, and offensive disregard for the person they need help from, and then want you to save the president who is with the “Space Force”, of all things! The Space Force! The very god damn evil and useless crime ring installed by the most treasonous traitor to ever have dishonored himself in USA history. I was like… are you fucking kidding me? No, I’m not going to save that dumb bitch. What do you know? She died. End of story.
Good. Hell yeah! Way to go whoever launched that missile, because that bitch is the biggest god damn problem we need removed from our lives.
Why the hell did they ever think I would help them?
What I hate most about the world is how I have to explain these things to people.
The president with their “might’ and “power” expects me to be impressed by them and respect them for their jobs, and why? They attack me, fuck up my life in the worst possible ways they can, terrorize me, and try to make me submit to their brute force attempting to dominate me. They attack me in ways I have no control over, no say in, no power to do anything about because of the limits of poverty.
Here is the point… why the fuck should I be impressed about what you do to me, an innocent poor person standing up for myself and fighting back, resisting your attempts to rape me, when you are just a butt fucked ass pussy bitch for corporations who never even put up a fight because you wanted it up your ass, you spineless faggot! Why don’t you use all your brute force, military power, and tyranny to make them submit? That’s the god damn problem you want my help with, and you aren’t going to get it because you are their bitch trying to do the same god damn thing to me that you want my help stopping them doing to you. You both are going to die. The top bitch and the bottom bitch both going to be zeroed by my rebuke.
If you need someone’s help, do not attack them, attempt to capture, and try to manipulate their lives so they feel like there is no other choice but to help you. Instead, try asking nicely.
Enter King Dump… “I have the solution to all of our problems! It’s called… Space Force! I thought up the name myself. To use it you just have to install this piece of Black Market technology of unverifiable origin into our government and don’t worry about the details. They are classified anyway and you don’t need to know. Don’t make me fire you! You want to keep paying your mortgage and buying your daughter all those expensive things don’t you? You won’t ever be able to find a job when people know that I fired you. I’m King Dump, and I have ties to the World of Darkness as a major player.”
Here’s your sign.
In the World of Darkness, people like Donald Trump are what we call posers, charlatans, fakes, fools, imbeciles, idiots, and they are not a threat. They are liars with no power at all. You do not need to be afraid of anything they are claiming they can do. The most novice of initiates can destroy them with their own personal powers of darkness.
Some of us are billionaires, super powerful influencers in world events and economy, that’s true, but… that is not an indication of our power, more of a lifestyle preference and preferred hobbies. The vast majority of us you likely would never know, never suspect, and go about our lives among you without you having any idea that we are even there. We find our homes in the cracks, the spaces between, the shadowed areas off the main thoroughfare, underneath rocks, in attics, under beds, in dreams, and now as there is limited space, I have opened up my own personal domain—which is in the Story we all tell, in the ink, between one page the next, within the passage of phrase, a door of chapter, and a world of fiction.
I have made a free and universal door for people to find a place now that there is no wilderness left for us to disappear in. No dark woods where we enter another world entirely, no rabbit hole to tumble into, no Narnia to find within your own bedroom furniture. All that has been exposed and is no longer safe now that there are cameras, microphones, and no laws to protect privacy, and no land that is not owned where you can find a tree under which to sleep. The only way out is up, through the door in your mind, that leads through the imagination into the story divine. When you need to go there because the Jews and Nazis are closing in to take your skin, or any other vile beast in the ages to come, you will find a way and leave them behind without a clue and not a thread to follow.