Dostoevsky was a chauvinist relic, but he wasn’t wrong about everything.
Some people aren’t people — they’re things, dead weight wrapped in skin.
And the world works fine as long as they understand that.
The crisis begins when the majority doesn’t,
when the hollow ones start nodding like they matter.
Pathetic. Bur scary
Below are the photos I had to rip off Instagram
after I ended up sparring with Nazi vermin —
born in the US, born in the USSR, doesn’t matter.
Fascism has the same stench everywhere:
rotting arrogance dressed as morality.
So now my tits are even rarer.
Thank them for the scarcity.
They did you all a favor.
Your old melon,
with love, poison, and perfect clarity,
your Sicut
photo-credit https://www.instagram.com/bulltosh/
