Christmas in the UK is a time for reflecting

911

Peacock
Gold Member
The pair in red above, they're sober, but that's a pretty low bar. They're not wholesome, they look a bit trashy, way underdressed with skimpy summer dresses for a winter evening. The one with the phone already has the thousand cock stare, the other one doesn't look that bad.
 

Kona

Crow
Gold Member
With many British women, and irish ones too, i notice something you see in these pictures. Their sk8n appears to be dirty. Like its covered with soot. My theory has always been that one of the main industrues in england is chimney sweeps.


Maybe ive seen too much mary poppins? But tgat happened in London.

Do you guys see what i mean? Its like they all been rolling in dirt. Look at them. They need a bath .

Aloha!
 

Kona

Crow
Gold Member
With many British women, and irish ones too, i notice something you see in these pictures. Their sk8n appears to be dirty. Like its covered with soot. My theory has always been that one of the main industrues in england is chimney sweeps.


Maybe ive seen too much mary poppins? But tgat happened in London.

Do you guys see what i mean? Its like they all been rolling in dirt. Look at them. They need a bath . ?

Aloha!
 

Horus

Ostrich
Gold Member
Women of Anglo Saxon stock have never been renowned for their beauty. But it wasn't so long ago that they were known for their pleasant demeanour, as well as their no nonsense practicality. Exactly the kind of women needed to take along with you as you build an empire.

As the empire fell, so did the women.
 

Muffuguh

Pigeon
Horus said:
Women of Anglo Saxon stock have never been renowned for their beauty. But it wasn't so long ago that they were known for their pleasant demeanour, as well as their no nonsense practicality. Exactly the kind of women needed to take along with you as you build an empire.

As the empire fell, so did the women.
Taken individually (ie not in drunken groups) many English women still are like this. Going out on your average small town high street on the weekend is naturally going to select for drunk people.
 

Elmore

Kingfisher
Fuck this misery porn.

This is Daily Mail stuff. Yeah there's fat slags go out on the piss at Christmas. Always have too.

What about all the people in UK who go carole singing, helping out at homeless shelters, volunteer or just spend quality time with their families?

Honestly i think a lot of people these days are addicted to self-righteous endorphins from sneering at salacious & negative stories
 

Thomas More

Hummingbird
Many of these women have a face that would be very pretty if they were slender and young. I recognize they are not slender and young, but I think that Anglo Saxon girls have the potential to be very attractive, the English Rose type. It's a shame they've all ruined their looks, as have most Western women.
 

Aurini

Ostrich
Zevs said:
It happens I am guessing in all western countries. Another reason why women should not be allowed to vote.
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)

The Female of the Species

WHEN the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

When Nag the basking cobra hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can.
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws.
'Twas the women, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

Man's timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
For the Woman that God gave him isn't his to give away;
But when hunter meets with husbands, each confirms the other's tale—
The female of the species is more deadly than the male.

Man, a bear in most relations—worm and savage otherwise,—
Man propounds negotiations, Man accepts the compromise.
Very rarely will he squarely push the logic of a fact
To its ultimate conclusion in unmitigated act.

Fear, or foolishness, impels him, ere he lay the wicked low,
To concede some form of trial even to his fiercest foe.
Mirth obscene diverts his anger—Doubt and Pity oft perplex
Him in dealing with an issue—to the scandal of The Sex!

But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame
Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same;
And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail,
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male.

She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
May not deal in doubt or pity—must not swerve for fact or jest.
These be purely male diversions—not in these her honour dwells—
She the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else.

She can bring no more to living than the powers that make her great
As the Mother of the Infant and the Mistress of the Mate.
And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.

She is wedded to convictions—in default of grosser ties;
Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him who denies!—
He will meet no suave discussion, but the instant, white-hot, wild,
Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.

Unprovoked and awful charges—even so the she-bear fights,
Speech that drips, corrodes, and poisons—even so the cobra bites,
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw
And the victim writhes in anguish—like the Jesuit with the squaw!

So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of Abstract Justice—which no woman understands.

And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern—shall enthral but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him, and Her instincts never fail,
That the Female of Her Species is more deadly than the Male.
 
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