En Sabah Nur
The First
Your gene pool becomes weaker with every passing hour.
You have become overpowered by estrogen, while your male young are raised without instincts vital for survival that are inherent in even the lowliest of dung beetles. Self implosion is imminent, eradication and extinction is all but a certainty.
You praise the weak and frail.
You coddle the lame, when they in fact should be eliminated.
You allow the BEGGING of affection from females that should be instinctively on their knees in subservience.
You hoist flags of rainbows while fists of flames are beginning to rain upon your delicate civilizations.
You are not fit to survive collectively, because individually you hesitate to be the one that does what needs to be done.
You have become overpowered by estrogen, while your male young are raised without instincts vital for survival that are inherent in even the lowliest of dung beetles. Self implosion is imminent, eradication and extinction is all but a certainty.
You praise the weak and frail.
You coddle the lame, when they in fact should be eliminated.
You allow the BEGGING of affection from females that should be instinctively on their knees in subservience.
You hoist flags of rainbows while fists of flames are beginning to rain upon your delicate civilizations.
You are not fit to survive collectively, because individually you hesitate to be the one that does what needs to be done.