If it might rain, you bring an umbrella.
If you don't bring an umbrella, you have implicitly consented to getting wet.
Prayer status: answered.
If you can't afford to get wet and don't have an umbrella, then don't go outside in the first place.
I'm not talking about the weather. I'm talking about mortal deviants. Peasants throw rotten fruit. Chimps throw their own shit.
If you're in a position to get pelted with refuse, you must have first fundamentally consented. Security is made of not getting into range of the mob in the first place.
The worst off are the defectors themselves. They always harms themselves more than their victim. The peasant gets buggy tomato juice on their own hand. The chimps smear poop on themselves. Yet, their target can dodge. Their aim can be imperfect. It is only the defector who is guaranteed to suffer.
For deviants to prosper, they have to be subsidized by their victims. The victim has to not only fail to bring an umbrella under storm clouds, they have to bring a bucket and upend it over their own head. They have to go further than naivete, they have to actively cooperate with the criminal. The payoff for defect/defect IRL in fact favours the victim, something like -3/-2, maybe. Deviants would go bankrupt if left alone. Biotrash takes itself out, unless someone violently stops it.
Defection is always costly, even defecting on defectors. This is why one ought to favour execution. Defect all at once, decisively. Minimize self-inflicted costs.
Machiavelli's dictum: do no small harm. If they're a net cooperator, leave it alone. If they're a net defector, don't hold back.
The issue with black governments is the enormous number of willing, even eager cucks. Executing a black government is a daunting task, but this is because doing so is unjust. Their victims deserve the oppression. If a tyrant didn't exist, they would be forced to invent it. And indeed they heavily secure the existence of their tyrant. Revealed preferences. Prayer status: answered.
Built on a flood plain. One floor houses. No dykes. No stocked sandbags.
Made of sugar.
And now they're whining that the world is full of suffering? It's not a whoopsie, they're doing it on purpose.
Cooperators need to make the black government none of their business. Clean your room. Turn off the TV. Employ umbrellas.
If this seems difficult, it is likely you're closely associating with eager prey. Stop hanging around with masochistic sheep, and it will be a lot easier.
1 comment:
"Built on a flood plain. One floor houses. No dykes." Who knew it'd be that easy to turn chicks straight again.
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