I've been trying to figure this guy out for a few days now, I even tried to find interviews of him, but he was always in character. Now I began to think that he might not be in character and that disturbs me. He does stupid stunts, but I have no idea how can he do all that he does, even eating rotten eggs, crayons, pencils, cactus etc, he is not funny, for me he is really disturbing because he doesn't seem to have any personal life, there is something really "inhumane" about him, he is a really strong guy though benches like 200 kg.
EDIT: After seeing LA beasts Vlog spending a day with this leukemia patient he was cheering up in the hospital changed my mind somewhat. And doesn't even make a big deal out of it like most do-gooders.
apaosha Daeva
Gender : Posts : 1847 Join date : 2009-08-24 Age : 37 Location : Ireland
_________________ "I do not exhort you to work but to battle; I do not exhort you to peace but to victory. May your work be a battle; may your peace be a victory." -TSZ
Hrodeberto
Gender : Posts : 1318 Join date : 2014-07-14 Age : 37 Location : Spaces
What disgusts me is not so much that the dolphin died, but that these 'tourists' deserved to die, in its stead. The industry of selling 'experiences', to brain-dead dullards, that understand nothing even if placed in the most inspiring, sensually rich environments, manipulates the "culturally promoted" delusion that all is subjective, and appearances do not matter. So, the very ones who are trained, or are born with a genetic defect, that limits their perceptions, are the ones craving experiences they consider superficial, because they can only experience them on that level. Like giving a samurai blade to a Neanderthal, or giving a Negro Mozart, and Shakespeare, to sample.
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OhFortunae
Gender : Posts : 2311 Join date : 2013-10-26 Age : 30 Location : Land of Dance and Song
_________________ 1. "Youth, oh, youth! | of whom then, youth, art thou born? Say whose son thou art, Who in Fafnir's blood | thy bright blade reddened, And struck thy sword to my heart."
2. "The Noble Hart | my name, and I go A motherless man abroad; Father I had not, | as others have, And lonely ever I live."
OhFortunae
Gender : Posts : 2311 Join date : 2013-10-26 Age : 30 Location : Land of Dance and Song
Maybe make a seperate thread for the British branch..
_________________ 1. "Youth, oh, youth! | of whom then, youth, art thou born? Say whose son thou art, Who in Fafnir's blood | thy bright blade reddened, And struck thy sword to my heart."
2. "The Noble Hart | my name, and I go A motherless man abroad; Father I had not, | as others have, And lonely ever I live."
_________________ 1. "Youth, oh, youth! | of whom then, youth, art thou born? Say whose son thou art, Who in Fafnir's blood | thy bright blade reddened, And struck thy sword to my heart."
2. "The Noble Hart | my name, and I go A motherless man abroad; Father I had not, | as others have, And lonely ever I live."
OhFortunae
Gender : Posts : 2311 Join date : 2013-10-26 Age : 30 Location : Land of Dance and Song
''Your penis hangs a lil' bit on the right side, are you Scandinavian?''
WTF, there nothing a man does not fuck, she has had the whole world over her.
_________________ 1. "Youth, oh, youth! | of whom then, youth, art thou born? Say whose son thou art, Who in Fafnir's blood | thy bright blade reddened, And struck thy sword to my heart."
2. "The Noble Hart | my name, and I go A motherless man abroad; Father I had not, | as others have, And lonely ever I live."
An amorphous blob, vampire, first makes you a part of them (either physically through slavery or some other violence or mentally through seducing you to identify with them - this is where the evocation of pity or seduction takes place) - makes you feel as one of them, as if you are them - and then they deconstruct themselves, destroying you to your basest parts with the process as a means of nourishing their basest nature.
The male seduces by making himself dense, a rock - pillar of order against vampires and providing a manifestation by which others desire to feed off of. A female wishes to attract those to become part of her and a male wishes to attract those to feed off his excess.
[This may fit under some category of monster outlined in Satyr's Under-World thread, which I cannot seem to find.]
Satyr Daemon
Gender : Posts : 37119 Join date : 2009-08-24 Age : 58 Location : Hyperborea
[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] ...where you can add any freak/geek populating Gotham's (Modernity) urban spaces. Metaphors from the super-natural, fantastic, apply because they are, themselves, products of fantasy and abstraction, identifying themselves with artifices manufactured through the combinations of human symbols - memetic codes burying genetics in symbols/words.
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Jarno
Gender : Posts : 2279 Join date : 2015-08-27 Age : 32 Location : Finland
Just a random profile, misanthropy intensifies... There are like millions of profiles like this [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Almost 300 likes for posting a stock photo of a broccoli. [You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]
Slaughtz
Gender : Posts : 2593 Join date : 2012-04-28 Age : 33 Location : A stone.
To be honest, I had never heard of "Jamba Juice" before reading this. Should I be ashamed or...? Anyways, I'm sure they're a small business that has potential to expand; their prices can go down if this happens. Why else do you think McDonald's and Taco Bell have obscenely low prices? They're multinationals that can pool their resources from all over the world and reduce the cost of production significantly. Jamba Juice is nowhere near that type of opulent status--meaning that they're going to need to sell their products at a higher price to compensate for their expensive and developing operations.
How nonchalantly this person asks whether or not they should be ashamed. I see no sign of a joke, besides that you would assume he is ridiculous if he was really serious. Even if he were joking, why would you be laughing, but to acknowledge that popular culture dictates this child like standard. How often do people ask what they should be ashamed about or what they should love, asking as if there were no consequence but to pretend they care to appease puritan busybodies? The same busybodies that find the smallest affront to their interests/self as being the equivalent of a travesty on the scale of another Holocaust. It is just one example of the inauthentic nature of an aging bourgeois, tired of keeping up with the times, exhausted and depleted, disconnected, and either laughing at his own indifference to the process that ultimately shaped him into who he is or desperately requesting an account of the severity of his being out of touch so that he might be pressured to correct it.
A peek into the mind of how decrepit these so called edgy hipsters become as they age. How stale and ineffective they become, munching slowly on the carcass of their society, satisfied knowing there's enough left for themselves such that they have no obligation to take responsibility for nor help correct the decline they have initiated/encouraged. The Western hedonist, unmoved, grazing like cattle until someone makes them aware of an approaching horizon. Easily espousing their own privilege and, because they are racist themselves, they think all people who look like them (white) must also have the same privilege. This is a redirection of their culpability in their own privilege: the young and the poor whites become responsible for the old and rich whites being privileged. Do not look at them, but instead at the jobless or dumb (cops, required to be dumb) whites and fight amongst yourselves.
The white liberal, coming out to say "Look how privileged I am" and being paid for it. The professor who says "Whites are privileged!" given a paycheck and social accolades. Gladly accepted. They deserve it, after all, for being "smart" enough to see beyond their primal self-interest and value the new God instead, money. Every good whore deserves an extra tip.
Lyssa Har Har Harr
Gender : Posts : 8965 Join date : 2012-03-01 Location : The Cockpit
More inter-subjective "healthy" ones. Free to reinvent themselves by cutting away, selecting which organs apply to them, and how they ought to be used...this is the real freedom of the kind.
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Lyssa Har Har Harr
Gender : Posts : 8965 Join date : 2012-03-01 Location : The Cockpit
Goes to show what kind of people are now in what kind of positions. Bubble money in the hands of bubble psyches… Society is foaming as Sloterdijk said.
What appears to be a redneck fisherman reporting Asian migrants who greedily take more fish than is sustainable through a fishing practice called gill-netting. How common is it for Europeans to consciously commit the same self-destructive practice, disregarding their future and sustainability? It makes me wonder if the severity of future consequences weigh on European races even more than it does upon Asiatic races. A common interjection would be that they are somehow forced into this life of criminality.
Lyssa Har Har Harr
Gender : Posts : 8965 Join date : 2012-03-01 Location : The Cockpit
Yes, another excessively crude, and sexually perverse American comedy. The American mind is all about extremes; no subtlety, no control. All impulse release. Their comedy has to be overt and grossly ostentatious, otherwise they feel inadequate, because they know they are. By being excessive. they insure that they will have some kind of affect on the audience, who also happen to be a horde of imbeciles themselves so its a healthy relationship.
I'm glad for movie commercials and previews like these. Saves me huge amounts of time, otherwise wasted watching something so degenerate and foul.
perpetualburn
Gender : Posts : 955 Join date : 2013-01-04 Location : MA
If you want to trigger a woman, call her something sweet, like "honey." lol
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