FUCK KOREA

Do you know what a “Bagel Girl” is? It is a Klown slang term for a girl who has a woman’s body (tits and pubes I’m guessing) but the face of a child. This is the most desired version of the female form in this deeply fucked, unredeemable social shithole. You see, the Klown men want to feel as though they are fucking a child without the whole business of actually fucking a child – although truth be told they do plenty of that. Korean men are South-east Asia’s largest customer group for underage sex apparently. Beating out (pun intended) countries with far larger populations, the per capita rate of pedophilia seems unreasonably high for Asia’s Gallbladder. There are some, like the recent missed-opportunity-for-an-abortion ajosshi, who just go ahead and and rape an infant, thus murdering the baby. At least that fuck got arrested, where he will no doubt serve a year or two (if not just immediately released) and then be loosed back on the vomit-strew playgrounds of Klown. Or the “sponsor” of a 14-year-old (real world age 12) runaway who exchanged housing and food for the right to violate a fucking child… and got away with it because, fuck it, he drove an Equus. In schools, teachers can fuck underage students basically at will since not a fucking thing will happen to them. There are so many sex criminals working as teachers in the Klown education system they could fill an airplane… an airplane which should then be driven straight into the middle of an ocean.

In Klown – a place where all human decency, altruism and sense of community has not only long since died, but has been exhumed, violated anally and then covered in a coating of phlegm, vomit and urine before being unceremoniously tossed in a roadside ditch – it is the mission of the ajosshi ruling class to defecate on and destroy every last vestige of innocence and purity. And what better way than to sexualize minors and then make the actual act of sexual violation of said minors a sort of decriminalized “vice”. Fuck this place. It makes me feel physically revulsed. I’m not even going to bother linking the news articles for this post. You go ahead and Google it. I’m so fucking sick of this kuntry and it’s fucked up, brain dead, head-in-the-sand, shallow, soulless, utterly selfish, myopic, sado-masochistic abusive bullshit that I don’t feel like re-reading these headlines, let alone the stories, that make me sick to my stomach. But hey, nothing more evil than Quincy Black or Vadim Scott or whomever the evil westerner fucking the jailbait is. Fuck those guys, by the way.

For all you readers out there: do you feel like you want to fuck a child? do you feel like that elementary school girl is “giving you the look”? do you think those middle school girl hiking up their skirts “want it”? Do me and the rest of the species a giant Klownisms favor, okay? I want you to head over to the kitchen, grab the biggest, sharpest knife you can find and open up your jugular with it. It’ll only hurt for half a second, and the rest will come very swiftly, trust me. The amount of Klown-like pain and suffering you will spare the human race will be worth it. Don’t be a Klown. Off yourself. But pedo pieces of shit don’t off themselves often enough, do they? Instead, they move to Klown. Why? Because from what anyone with a brain can tell, pedo behavior is not just decriminalized here, it’s wholesale fucking encouraged. By the entire pop culture. Where else in the first world can one go where the statutory rape spirit of “Hit Me Baby One More Time” is institutionalized to the point of inhabiting every screen on every channel?11005745_10155299765050473_1344131339_n(1)Look at this fucking waste of DNA. She’s an internet “star” here in Klown. Her videos for some reason pop up on my Facebook feed in the form of advertising. Her schtick is to act like a 4 year old while flaunting her surgically-enhanced chest like a street corner whore looking for some crack money. This is sexy in Korea. A woman acting like a toddler, holding a Pororo microphone and wearing an Elmo hat. Oh, and from the neck down a Hooters waitress. Now as much as I am not a fan of Iggy Azalea and Nikki Minaj and Beyonce, at fucking least they look like women, not children. If a woman wants to sell her sex, be it on screen or on a motel bed, I can tolerate that, just as long as she is a woman, a cognitively and emotionally responsible grown-ass woman – not a fucking child.GIRLS_ Day_kpop24.com1This is some meaningless, interchangeable girls’ group apparently called “Girl’s Day”, which on the surface would sound empowering. “Oh hey, we’re Girl’s Day, here to usher in a new dawn of equality!” But no. It’s a bunch of ajosshi-3.8-inch-cock guzzling whores who, again, have their lady parts prominently displayed in cheap polyester while their faces say, “Hey! I’m not just young, I’m a toddler! Look how sexually desirable my far-past-the-point-of-relatable looks are! Come on boys! You know you want to impose your will upon my helpless, stickerbook-weilding ass! Come on girls! You know you want to be exactly like me – waif-like, moronic and hyper-sexualized!” And yes, these teenagers guzzle ajosshi cock or they don’t get screen time. We learned as much from the Jang Ja-yeong suicide, as if any reasonable person couldn’t figure it the fuck out in the first place. Honestly, when I was planning to write this piece, I had something more complete in mind. More links, more pictures, more examples… but as I sat down to actually type it, I realized I didn’t have the desire to go through it all again, not even to spell it all out for you. The Klown obsession with not only degrading and disempowering women (half the population), but fetishising them at an age where they are so impressionable that such overwhelming social pressures and media messages can’t help but warp the mind is sick. It symptomatic of a greater population that has so completely abandoned the core ethical principles of modern society that it difficult for me to even include them in the phrase “my fellow man”.



You know who plays in kiddie pools with yellow rubber duckies? 4 year olds.



Yeah. You wish ajosshi. Smallest dicks in the world. Maybe that’s exactly why they sexualize children worse than a Japanese hentai mag. Maybe it’s all about their needle dicks. Child-size penises seeking out children? Once again, just go get that kitchen knife.

You can do a search for “cute k-pop” on YouTube. What you get is one scene of “playing with stuffed animals” juxtaposed with twerking. “Making cupcakes with pouty lips” followed by “repeated crotch rubbing”. “Coloring in my coloring book” next to “Jersey turnpike”. “Changing my diapers” alongside “riding a sybian”. It’s fucked up. And it’s on every channel. And it’s everywhere. And it gets worse every year. And it’s marketed directly to pre-teen girls. And it contains absolutely no positive or empowering messages – it’s all “Oppa! I’ll pout and you’ll treat me badly but I’ll chase you wearing a onesie so you’ll smile at me and give me a lollipop.” And no, this isn’t some curmudgeonly disparagement of something found everywhere…. this is some sick shit and it goes way beyond the natural tendencies of men to favor youth.

And perhaps I know why.

Women are Korea’s only hope. The men are so far-gone that it’s useless to try to save them. They are universally despised – by everyone from Indonesian tourist hotspots to Lufthansa employees to White House staff to one another. Ajosshis are hated, and hate each other, and hate themselves, which is why they kill themselves so fucking frequently. Korean women might actually be able to save something from the sinking ship of Klown, but so threatened are ajosshi by women, so deathly afraid that women might actually prove them redundant, that they actively marginalize them on a scale unseen by a world where women have been marginalized for millennia. The message to young women is clear: “You are worthless as anything but a sexual object, and only then as long as you pretend to be below the age of majority. You shall have no power. You shall have no authority. You shall have no self-respect, let alone the respect of others. You will take your obedient place in the line-up of the over one million prostitutes we have in Klown.”

I’m not a woman or a raging feminist, but I teach these young girls the industry is targeting. I see the effect it has on their already beaten and defeated minds and spirits. It upsets me.. but in Klown, it doesn’t surprise me.

So once again, fuck you Klown.

What programming language is this?

so move back to America dipshit. how is this different from a nigger living in Sweden who chimps out at Swedes? go back to your own country if you don't like it.

dicks out for Harambe

Women should know their're are place.

imagine being so selfish that you knowingly clog the internet tubes with the "Peedoh" word.
don't you pity the indian tech support persons who have to actually DIVE INTO the internet tube system and PHYSICALLY REMOVE the words that OBSTRUCT the flow of delicious posts?

KOREAN IS PIG DISGUSTING?

Nice blogpost. Please don't repost garbage like this that you found on 4/qa/, or I'll bracktrace your IP.

>>8
That was my post subhuman, and stop forcing "4/qa/", mentally ill weeb.

I wasn’t going to touch the story because, let’s face it, anyone who knows anything about Klown knows that this isn’t news. Not even the scale of it is news. This is your typical, mundane Tuesday afternoon in Klown.

It’s so very fucking traditional.

Let’s do a quick recap:

Prior to the (most recent) Japanese colonization in 1910, Klown was a stinking, festering mud pit of lean-to shanties, teeming with unwashed masses of disease-bearing serfs. It was a dogpile of illiterate, toothless farmers shitting in the same kinds of holes in the ground in which they buried their “food”stuffs. And no, this isn’t hyperbole. A filthy cesspool of ignorance and peasantry.

Today it’s pretty much exactly the fucking same, only with some concrete, electric lights and PVC-clad whores with cosmetically-obtained garden spade chins.

Anywhore, the Japanese came in and industrialized the place. Building amazing and miraculous things that the locals had never imagined, things such as roads, plumbing, hospitals with soap, factories, toilets, power plants… they forcibly dragged the palsy child of Klown out of the feces-smeared cave of 15th century ignorance and into the 20th.

Thanks to the Americans, the Japanese were defeated in WW2 and forced to depart the Korean Peninsula (AKA “Asia’s Gallbladder”). They left behind all the infrastructure they had crafted over the previous 35 years. One can imagine the Klowns, simian like, grunting, pointing and poking with sticks the strange metal and stone remains, perhaps gnawing on the edge of a drill like an infant trying to assess whether a book is or is not edible.

In what might be called in the movie world Planet of the Klowns, preferential access to said infrastructure and factory equipment was given to ideological loyalists, and following a coup, the 60s and 70s saw the rise of the chaebol. A dictator hand-selecting family-owned conglomerates to not only have access to the Japanese-made infrastructure, but also the Japanese and American money that was flooding into the country.

Reparations and grants and loans flooded Klown, but it didn’t find its way to the masses. Some people hit the ghetto lottery, like Klowns who purchased worthless Gangnam real estate before the farmland was paved over and the value skyrocketed. But as a whole, South Korea hit the Cold War Proxy Lottery. Moronically-titled “Miracle on the Han”, there was nothing “miraculous” about it. Tons of unearned funds flooding into the hands of a corrupt government that, instead of improving the lives of the people (who were working in sweatshops for slave labor wages while doing, for free, the jobs civil servants should have been paid to do), gave the money to these Klown korportations in the form of guaranteed, low/no interest loans and kickbacks.

Miracle? The infrastructure was inherited, the money was misappropriated, the designs and methodology were straight up patent infringement, and all this was overlooked by Uncle Sam, who was right in the depths of the Red Scare and couldn’t be bothered trying to parent (great role model). Typically, the chaebol Klowns are all self-congratulatory over their economic success and market dominance though every single aspect of their empire was given to them on a platter, or stolen by them from far more deserving rivals.

From the outset, chaebols have been taught that the average Korean isn’t worth the foul phlegm they decorate every surface with. But who can blame them? This is Klown Kulture. There is no respect. There is no appreciation. There is no loyalty. To a Klown, other Klowns aren’t even human. So when this reptilian bitch, this walking, talking yeast infection, Cho Hyun-Ah, does as Klowns do to each other each and every day, I didn’t even bat an eye.

Par for the fucking course.

The reward for the Saemaeul Undong, Uri Nara generation was a giant ‘fuck you’. Impoverished grannies selling cooch for ten bucks while the big korporations ship jobs overseas and humiliate airline stewards. Korean-made products cost as much as double (or more) here in Korea compared to North America. The ‘thank you’ for delayed social growth, nay, social retardation, to make these chaebol families rich is to grossly overcharge the domestic consumers (over which they have a government-reinforced monopoly) to pad their thin margins as they remain competitive overseas against companies that actually innovate instead of stealing every single idea they have. And as unethical as western corporations (and humans in general when It comes to money and power) are, this just goes beyond in so many other levels. It’s pretty fucking sick.

This is all just one example of the many ways in which Klown is a giant lie.

Uri nara my ass. A bunch of goat-raping, syphilitic, simple-minded vassals, crawling and clawing, backstabbing and nut-raging. “Miracle”. Pft. The only miracle here is that the whole system hasn’t already imploded so dramatically that even the IMF couldn’t bail Klown out.

But that day is coming.

And when it does, anal pustules like Cho Hyun Ah and her ilk will do as so many propaganda-spewing inner party Klowns have done before them, take as much money as they can and emigrate it out of the kuntry. They’ll live their lives in luxury while the whole shithouse goes up in flames. Only the saving grace is that they won’t be throwing nuts in anyone’s face. Oh no. They’d best quickly learn how to shut their shout-talking Klown face holes and look over their shoulders.

Fuck Cho Hyun Ah. Fuck her father. Fuck the chaebol and fuck Klown.

These resource thieves have no value. With any luck, she’ll go off herself in a field somewhere like the Sewol owner. That way at least she’ll fertilize a few plants and help return some of the oxygen she’s stolen away from the rest of us. Edited on 15/10/2019 15:23.

Body is too long to be processed.

Original Body:
I wasn’t going to touch the story about “nut rage”, but I can’t seem to bring myself to deny long-time reader and all-around temptress, Dolly, who requested something be written.

I wasn’t going to touch the story because, let’s face it, anyone who knows anything about Klown knows that this isn’t news. Not even the scale of it is news. This is your typical, mundane Tuesday afternoon in Klown.

It’s so very fucking traditional.

Let’s do a quick recap:

Prior to the (most recent) Japanese colonization in 1910, Klown was a stinking, festering mud pit of lean-to shanties, teeming with unwashed masses of disease-bearing serfs. It was a dogpile of illiterate, toothless farmers shitting in the same kinds of holes in the ground in which they buried their “food”stuffs. And no, this isn’t hyperbole. A filthy cesspool of ignorance and peasantry.

Today it’s pretty much exactly the fucking same, only with some concrete, electric lights and PVC-clad whores with cosmetically-obtained garden spade chins.

Anywhore, the Japanese came in and industrialized the place. Building amazing and miraculous things that the locals had never imagined, things such as roads, plumbing, hospitals with soap, factories, toilets, power plants… they forcibly dragged the palsy child of Klown out of the feces-smeared cave of 15th century ignorance and into the 20th.

Thanks to the Americans, the Japanese were defeated in WW2 and forced to depart the Korean Peninsula (AKA “Asia’s Gallbladder”). They left behind all the infrastructure they had crafted over the previous 35 years. One can imagine the Klowns, simian like, grunting, pointing and poking with sticks the strange metal and stone remains, perhaps gnawing on the edge of a drill like an infant trying to assess whether a book is or is not edible.

In what might be called in the movie world Planet of the Klowns, preferential access to said infrastructure and factory equipment was given to ideological loyalists, and following a coup, the 60s and 70s saw the rise of the chaebol. A dictator hand-selecting family-owned conglomerates to not only have access to the Japanese-made infrastructure, but also the Japanese and American money that was flooding into the country.

Reparations and grants and loans flooded Klown, but it didn’t find its way to the masses. Some people hit the ghetto lottery, like Klowns who purchased worthless Gangnam real estate before the farmland was paved over and the value skyrocketed. But as a whole, South Korea hit the Cold War Proxy Lottery. Moronically-titled “Miracle on the Han”, there was nothing “miraculous” about it. Tons of unearned funds flooding into the hands of a corrupt government that, instead of improving the lives of the people (who were working in sweatshops for slave labor wages while doing, for free, the jobs civil servants should have been paid to do), gave the money to these Klown korportations in the form of guaranteed, low/no interest loans and kickbacks.

Miracle? The infrastructure was inherited, the money was misappropriated, the designs and methodology were straight up patent infringement, and all this was overlooked by Uncle Sam, who was right in the depths of the Red Scare and couldn’t be bothered trying to parent (great role model). Typically, the chaebol Klowns are all self-congratulatory over their economic success and market dominance though every single aspect of their empire was given to them on a platter, or stolen by them from far more deserving rivals.

From the outset, chaebols have been taught that the average Korean isn’t worth the foul phlegm they decorate every surface with. But who can blame them? This is Klown Kulture. There is no respect. There is no appreciation. There is no loyalty. To a Klown, other Klowns aren’t even human. So when this reptilian bitch, this walking, talking yeast infection, Cho Hyun-Ah, does as Klowns do to each other each and every day, I didn’t even bat an eye.

Par for the fucking course.

The reward for the Saemaeul Undong, Uri Nara generation was a giant ‘fuck you’. Impoverished grannies selling cooch for ten bucks while the big korporations ship jobs overseas and humiliate airline stewards. Korean-made products cost as much as double (or more) here in Korea compared to North America. The ‘thank you’ for delayed social growth, nay, social retardation, to make these chaebol families rich is to grossly overcharge the domestic consumers (over which they have a government-reinforced monopoly) to pad their thin margins as they remain competitive overseas against companies that actually innovate instead of stealing every single idea they have. And as unethical as western corporations (and humans in general when It comes to money and power) are, this just goes beyond in so many other levels. It’s pretty fucking sick.

This is all just one example of the many ways in which Klown is a giant lie.

Uri nara my ass. A bunch of goat-raping, syphilitic, simple-minded vassals, crawling and clawing, backstabbing and nut-raging. “Miracle”. Pft. The only miracle here is that the whole system hasn’t already imploded so dramatically that even the IMF couldn’t bail Klown out.

But that day is coming.

And when it does, anal pustules like Cho Hyun Ah and her ilk will do as so many propaganda-spewing inner party Klowns have done before them, take as much money as they can and emigrate it out of the kuntry. They’ll live their lives in luxury while the whole shithouse goes up in flames. Only the saving grace is that they won’t be throwing nuts in anyone’s face. Oh no. They’d best quickly learn how to shut their shout-talking Klown face holes and look over their shoulders.

Fuck Cho Hyun Ah. Fuck her father. Fuck the chaebol and fuck Klown.

These resource thieves have no value. With any luck, she’ll go off herself in a field somewhere like the Sewol owner. That way at least she’ll fertilize a few plants and help return some of the oxygen she’s stolen away from the rest of us.

>>9
My, my. You wouldn't happen to be getting angry at me for "going back to my spinoff," would you?

>>11 (You)

>>12 (((You)))

This thread is biological in nature, and therefore belongs on /lounge/.

>>14
butthurt

Bump

>>14
Kill yourself

What programming language is this?

There are so many sex criminals working as teachers in the Klown education system they could fill an airplane

Is this supposed to be a lot?

>>19
OP is disconnected with reality. This can be true of any country with a population of 2 million or more.