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Describe this picture in your finest prose

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women.

The modern woman; a modest whore.

The supreme function of statesmanship is to provide against preventable evils. In seeking to do
so, it encounters obstacles which are deeply rooted in human nature.
One is that by the very order of things such evils are not demonstrable until they have occurred:
at each stage in their onset there is room for doubt and for dispute whether they be real or
imaginary. By the same token, they attract little attention in comparison with current troubles,
which are both indisputable and pressing: whence the besetting temptation of all politics to
concern itself with the immediate present at the expense of the future.

Above all, people are disposed to mistake predicting troubles for causing troubles and even for
desiring troubles: "If only," they love to think, "if only people wouldn't talk about it, it probably
wouldn't happen."

Perhaps this habit goes back to the primitive belief that the word and the thing, the name and the
object, are identical.
At all events, the discussion of future grave but, with effort now, avoidable evils is the most
unpopular and at the same time the most necessary occupation for the politician. Those who
knowingly shirk it deserve, and not infrequently receive, the curses of those who come after.

A week or two ago I fell into conversation with a constituent, a middle-aged, quite ordinary
working man employed in one of our nationalised industries.
After a sentence or two about the weather, he suddenly said: "If I had the money to go, I wouldn't
stay in this country." I made some deprecatory reply to the effect that even this government
wouldn't last for ever; but he took no notice, and continued: "I have three children, all of them
been through grammar school and two of them married now, with family. I shan't be satisfied till
I have seen them all settled overseas. In this country in 15 or 20 years' time the black man will
have the whip hand over the white man."

I can already hear the chorus of execration. How dare I say such a horrible thing? How dare I stir
up trouble and inflame feelings by repeating such a conversation?
The answer is that I do not have the right not to do so. Here is a decent, ordinary fellow
Englishman, who in broad daylight in my own town says to me, his Member of Parliament, that
his country will not be worth living in for his children.
I simply do not have the right to shrug my shoulders and think about something else. What he is
saying, thousands and hundreds of thousands are saying and thinking - not throughout Great
Britain, perhaps, but in the areas that are already undergoing the total transformation to which
there is no parallel in a thousand years of English history

In 15 or 20 years, on present trends, there will be in this country three and a half million
Commonwealth immigrants and their descendants. That is not my figure. That is the official
figure given to parliament by the spokesman of the Registrar General's Office.
There is no comparable official figure for the year 2000, but it must be in the region of five to
seven million, approximately one-tenth of the whole population, and approaching that of Greater
London. Of course, it will not be evenly distributed from Margate to Aberystwyth and from
Penzance to Aberdeen. Whole areas, towns and parts of towns across England will be occupied
by sections of the immigrant and immigrant-descended population.

As time goes on, the proportion of this total who are immigrant descendants, those born in
England, who arrived here by exactly the same route as the rest of us, will rapidly increase.
Already by 1985 the native-born would constitute the majority. It is this fact which creates the
extreme urgency of action now, of just that kind of action which is hardest for politicians to take,
action where the difficulties lie in the present but the evils to be prevented or minimised lie
several parliaments ahead.

The natural and rational first question with a nation confronted by such a prospect is to ask:
"How can its dimensions be reduced?" Granted it be not wholly preventable, can it be limited,
bearing in mind that numbers are of the essence: the significance and consequences of an alien
element introduced into a country or population are profoundly different according to whether
that element is 1 per cent or 10 per cent.
The answers to the simple and rational question are equally simple and rational: by stopping, or
virtually stopping, further inflow, and by promoting the maximum outflow. Both answers are
part of the official policy of the Conservative Party.

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With the decline of the west at her behest, she turned towards the fields baring her breasts.

"Wash your ass" - Ludacris

life on easy mode

what's going in this screenshot?
i don't get it

The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom

Rich girl visits Cambodia, asks her boyfriend to take a picture of her in a white bikini in front of the rice fields.

Her bum was disgusting, almost formless, yet she liked how her diaper-thong worked against the fissures of her anus. She felt the gentle, cutting sound of the scythe through the fields within her. And off somewhere the world was watching her, following with its kyphotic eyes, offering her approval through stoppage of time - a peasantry dedicated to the extraction of her being.

basing a short-term part of life off of that life's ass.

start to get rich as young as possible. it gets harder to start getting rich every day.

I can see the difference.

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Look at this whore, this vapid bitch, this cow. It might not happen today, tomorrow or during her lifetime, but a disgusting existence such as hers will no longer take root once the illusions, the devlish tricks of the light will disperse as soon as the rotten tower of lies that is our modern world collapses and sends barreling down into the mud, the sharp rocks and biting cold that is true, authentic life

It was then, upon the sight of a toiling old Asian man observed by a 6/10 woman with a 6/10 ass who made a fortune simply for being born a woman and having an ass, that Otto Weininger smiled from the heavens and said: "Ich hatte die ganze Zeit recht!"

οι χαλοι γλουτοί

Oh Too see a woman of such silhouette
Curves as chiseled as the mountains and the hills
A body with the plumpness of a peach,softness of a steam rice
IT MAKES ME WANT TO COOM

>All posts using a titillating image to skirt board rules on No Porn unironically are shills, bots, or coomers programmed by them
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A young tourist couple came through the village this morning. These people act so strange sometimes. The girl stopped in the middle of the road, and disrobed down to her undergarments. I thought maybe she was going to relieve herself in the paddy but that was not the case. She began posing and contorting her body in unnatural positions; having to continually affix her underwear between the two sides of her bottom. She was directing the man to take photos from many different angles; stopping every couple minutes to review the images. The girl seemed never to be satisfied and scolded him for the poor quality of the pictures. The man was visibly upset by the situation. He pleading with the girl to stop. She eventually relented, and the couple got back on their rented scooters riding back towards their resort a few kilometers away.

How different they are from us. I am glad for my life here in the village and in the rice fields.

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While I think Muslims can be extreme, I agree with banning bikinis and stuff like that.

Women's suffrage and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race.

i need a hat like that or learn to make one

Jewish-brainwashed hypersexual westerner flaunts her ass to equally brainwashed instagram followers, noble man of the field disregards thots, as true happiness is not the hips of woman, but knowing the love of growing things has been planted in his children's hearts.

Reminder that instagram drug-addict prostitutes can vote. How anyone can defend democracy when literal whores can vote is beyond me.

A woman flaunts her ephemeral beauty for a snapshot of a camera. She is blissfully ignorant of the strife and struggle of the rice farmer she claims to philosophically analyze.
A man picks rice in a cycle possibly repeated for centuries in his family, blissfully ignorant of the strife and struggle of the modern western world, which he barely acknowledges or registers beyond the occasional industrialized product or machine.
She will become old, wrinkled and forgotten. Later in the same week, the herd of men validating her existence through virtual praise won't be enough to contain the negative feedback, and she will be forced to delete her social media accounts. A first step towards the place of irrelevance.
He will continue to toil the land, and probably die of some horrifying disease or nutrition related malaise caused by a rice based diet, in the horrifying cycle of life that happens closer to nature.

This could've been all been avoided if people just adopted anti-natalism. Only you can prevent human suffering.

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She gazes out over the fields an marveled at her work, just a year ago this had been a barren patch of soil. She felt something she's never quite felt before, it was hard to put into language. She stretched her vocabulary, even after all the study she had done she couldn't find sufficient words to describe it. It wasn't pride, she reasoned, she didn't feel inflated at all. She new she wanted to share this with the world though, she rushed back to her burrow and put on her finest dress, and beckoned Benny to procure his camera. She had to capture this moment, this instant in time. Not for her, but for the rest of humanity. She thought carefully about the composition.. She had it. 'The wanderer above the sea' this is it. this is was I was feeling.
*snap*

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MUST SHOW OFF SEXUAL CHARACTERISTICS TO ENTICE MALES.

MUST PRETEND TO HAVE EMPATHY AND HUMAN EMOTIONS.

MUST ATTRACT BEST POSSIBLE SPERM TO HAVE BEST POSSIBLE CHILDREN.

MUST REVOLVE ENTIRE LIFE AROUND THIS BIOLOGICAL IMPERATIVE.

MUST DENY THAT MY LIFE REVOLVES AROUND THAT BIOLOGICAL IMPERATIVE.

MUST BUILD A FACADE OF PSEUDO PERSONALITY AND INTERESTS TO HIDE ANIMALISTIC NATURE.

This is actually good.

I don't. Bikinis are the only reason to live.

Her attractiveness was ruined by the dress. It rode up on her, couldn't have been comfy. I hate it when people wear uncomfortable things to impress others.

Where is the end of this world of rice? My life is as similar as these everyday worker wishing to have it their ways. Feeling fulfilled by my stature and success of where I once stood around my own peers. I am now standing beyond other. Despite our basic similarity; I have become a better. I stand victorious upon my life's grasp and could reach beyond their ineptitude. I do not stand others ego centrism and their shout for reach above to better. Truly, I have less time to spend on harshness than these people. We and I can attest other failures. We and I progressed beyond feudal need and access freedom of soul. I stand, free, without shackles and with nothing but my weaknesses and only pride stand. None of them can be as free with their life than I am. My body is the complete display against the impossibility of harshness to affect me.

Baby baby
Let's get to the humpty hump
the bumpity bump
the bumpin and grindin

Let's get to the boing boing
with my ding dong
the doggy dog

oooooh back it up now
baby baby
u make me crazy

remember my name
you'll be screamin' it later

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oh my GOD IM GONNA COOOOM AAAAGHHHH FUCKKKKKK IM COOOOMMIIIIIIINGGG GAHHHHHHHHHH

kino, except you blew it with the last sentence, adding the needless detail about the resort being a few km away, especially since the observer couldn't possibly know where the tourists are from

Fuck bitches, get money.

Don't forget the 70% of people that are overweight. Democracy is rule by fatasses not capable of being responisble about eating.

Though non-landed and of common blood, she felt an oblige, thinking herself noble by way of birth-place and birth-race, though never admitting that to self or others.

Hoe

Enchantress before my gaze sublimates my essence between her peach-fuzzed donned thighs. My madame in eastern dress, stark in the openness of a land desolate. isolated from the toils of thralls and bondsmen.

at least she's thinking. most instagram whores can only ever consider themselves, the rest of the world is just noise.

not really

anal, in the ass.

stop repeating words and phrases
if youre doing it on purpose then whatever youre attempting isnt working
desist

no it's not you fucking retard

>it's not fake
damn
inb4 >business insider

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Maybe he can see the resort from there, or maybe there's only one such resort around where tourists stay.

ITT: Slave morality

She did nothing wrong. It just points out the different classes under capitalism

>noo! buttocks! I am going insane! help me /r9k/!

her naked arse was in a small angle to eclypse a chinese slave working in the rice field yet she felt it was the perfect picture.

Why don't bougie commies ever give all their money to charity if they care so much about class inequality

Because nothing would be changed

The lower class people who received their money would have their lives changed. Much better use of it than buying some nice house when they could live in a trailer park, which is about the level of wealth they would have if the entire world had a socialist revolution and resources were equally distributed.

There is nothing wrong with nudity and class differences have always been around. Even in ancient Greece you were either patrician or slave. Don't tell me Yea Forums has gone full Commie.

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Its not about helping a small few, its about changing society so exploitation doesn't happen at all. Also egalitarianism /=/ communism, its not about "equally distributing resources"

Their money is unfairly gained through a capitalist system. If they aren't giving it away to the lower classes who are being exploited then they are complicit.

Also if communism doesn't need to be egalitarian then would it be ok to have someone who owned 100 mansions in a communist society while someone else was homeless? What is the acceptable limit on inequality?

All profit is unfairly gained under capitalism. And you wouldn't be homeless unless it was a choice. The 100 mansion problem is beyond me though, you would probably be granted what you need rather than something excessive though

I wrote something in reply to this but it was unironically too good so I worked it into my novel instead

This and only this is the truth.

MUST COPE WITH BEING AN INCEL

All the fucking NPCs that got mad at her over this are retarded. They don't give a fuck that their lives are way easier than the rice picker's life, but when this women juxtapositions it, all of a sudden its HER fault that there's such inequality?

you can strawmen males in the same way
>Must scheme to trick women into thinking im genetically elite
>must gain many resources to basically extort women into having my baby

In reality there is more to people than these drives, even if they are significant.

Whores are nothing but dumb fucking sluts.
Laymen are nothing but dumb peasants.
In the end of the day they are human and the more the world shifts to communism or anarcho capitalism, we are fucked being slaves to money, society, pussy or rasing fucking kids.

>pussy
me likey

There is nothing divine about human, human are animals, they are garbage, ego-filled flawed assholes. People suck, be it a dumb instathot in club, be it a administrator/secretary in goverment, be it a powerego filled CEO, be it an athelete, a doctor/minister/engineer whose life is nothing but work, be it your annoying status/hierarchy driven conservative wife, be it your kids that drain your life, be it reddit leftist basedfags, be it loud dumb as brick rightwings. It's fucked, there is nothing divine about people.

Women literally have the minds of children. The sooner you realize this the sooner you can stop being annoyed by them. Being a man is frustrating because you automatically assume other adult-shaped humanoids are adults, fully self-responsible and capable of shame and honor and things like that. Women are mentally 10 and emotionally 13. They can't even figure out where they are half the time. They're atrophied on every level that isn't involved in buying shit.

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PUTA

ten outta ten

The rice fields welcomed the mother, watching over the man who unknowingly impregnated her. A simple man bartering bed and board was more than willing to accommodate the young traveler's empty pocket.

Fake and gay.

this picture will never not make me angry.

Man has two choices
>Pick the rice
>Pick the ass

Man will reap what he sows or rape what others have sown

DIE DIE DIE DIE YOU FUCKING CUNT

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god i wish that were me

so you do not want to suffer any detriment yourself.

she going poopy in that diapy

Hot DAMN. Elephants are based as FUCK

Stacy minced over and stared bemusedly at the farmer in the field. "That Chinaman's life is so different from mine." (They were in Cambodia.) The weary man remained bent over, ignoring her, his expression taut with strain, sun-roughened, with a brittleness of body that somehow still manages to toil without pause. She would go while he would remain, dignified in his obliviousness of her, serene in his buddhistic resignation of the flies in his head and the sores on his feet, blending serenely into the green humid blur of the land.
"Why are they harvesting grass?" She asked.
"That's rice, babe" said Chad behind her. "Now can we take this pic already? I'm bored."

>in his head
in his face

Why does this picture trigger people so much. Are you really going to LARP as some religious Luddite from the 1700s that goes crazy at the sight of people showing off skin

why doesnt he just learn to code?

I didn't get it either at first. But I think in her mind, she tried to make a post about poverty/struggle or something by having that caption while posing half naked.

It's actually Bali

she thought to herself what life would be like if she were not a whore. She couldn't, she tried so hard but she knew deep down; her most visceral desires were still to be a whore and that's all she ever known.

DAT
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A harlot, entirely occupied with her self, she ponders.
How can she best disguise her all encompassing self in her photo?
She attempts to deceive with a shallow self involved quote. Her failure apparent to all but the simplest minds, and those captivated by her shapely buttocks.

BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP

She stepped onto the terrace with trepidation.
"Is this where whores go?" she wondered, recalling the late summer of years ago when it was fashionable to read some fat gwailos pornographic fantasies.
The man who had paid for her services meant her no harm, of course; with his meager savings, he had bought a rice paddy in south Vietnam after twenty years of hard grind at a job that prevented him from having a real life.
"Now is the time for real life," he thought to himself as he slid open the glass doors of his modest home, a flat, angular place one might rather expect in the Tampa suburbs rather than among the grass huts of Indochina.
The prostitute aimlessly gazed out at the employed laborers. She turned coyly, disguising her fear of being drowned in the shallow waters, and asked her patron to take a picture.
He already had.
He sent the photo to her over private message, and in a mental sigh of relief she uploaded it to her instagram. Her patron had merely wished to flaunt his relative wealth to his workers, as so many of his own former employers had to him with their parade of cheap white whores and luxury cars in the United States.
After a few moments, they returned to the small western-style home and he made perfunctory love to her, and she did her part by pretending to enjoy it.
"Someday, maybe another 5 years, I won't have to do this anymore," she thought as she washed his cum out of her vagina. She shuddered to miss even a single cell - imagine having this white man's bastard ruining her body!
Meanwhile, the westerner had retired to his home office where he was dominating American teenagers with limited time and funds in some sort of online fighting arena.

>>"Someday, maybe another 5 years, I won't have to do this anymore,"
unrealistic

no shit dummy that's what makes it good fiction

best one ITT

Ahh I saw an ass today. Ahh it made my peepee hard, aaaaaahhhh I love it when I see ass, pee from my pee hole, small pee, (sometimes big pee but mostly small pee), from my hole, my ol' peepee hole, and also my ballbag has gone up my bum. I love bums, so I'm okay with this happening. But alas, I am not happy.

I'm so sick of these coomer threads. Must we have a thread up at all times to feed the ego of some disgusting harlot?

"The philsophy, the pathos, the setting, my ideal form. Finally," she thought. "This will definitely land me that entry level Maybelline sponsorship package on Instagram."

But, alas, her entire audience was made up of spam bots and Pakistani men masturbating to a steady stream of white girls in bikinis. They would give her posts a love heart, but they would never buy Maybelline. She didn't know this, but Maybelline did.

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Sadly accurate.

There is nothing wrong with sexuality

This isn't /sex/ is it? It's Yea Forums. Go to another jerk off board.

Incel cope

Actually, I'm married, to a much more wonderful woman than any of these vile thots you keep shitting up this board with. I'm here for quality discussion about literature and ideas. Please take your drooling and cooming somewhere else.

>actually Im married
This isn't /marriage/ is it? It's Yea Forums Go jerk off to being married on the marriage board

Ignatius really posts on Yea Forums huh.

BUTT

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Is this one of those Yea Forums females I've been hearing about?

Is it bad I only see myself in this image?
My family come from such a poor country and made it big in the UK. I haven't worked for shit in my life and have only known privilege, it makes me so miserable every time I see this image or go back to the country my parents are from. All I ever see is despair.

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What are you guys mad about? Class divide or just that some chick is wearing a revealing bathing suit?

Nice

cope

Human worth isn't decided by how much hard labour you do

Exhibit A as to why we should ban social media

Yours is the place of unbearable stench. Molding roots, the secretion of amphibious life, not able to emancipate from the flooded basins. The peasants hands immersed in this cesspool of lower life, creating the basis of my daily diet.
What little is left from their beauty is given for my diet, they give up themselves not for me but for what is beneath me. They are ugly. Their will to serve is manifested in the body that encapsulates the weak.
I am not them. My body is beautiful, untouched, what they lie about is my truth. I can't be them, I won't be them, I can just think of them for just a moment. For a brief moment those life's are elevated by my present.
But no it's not theirs to be elevated, they need to stay immersed so my thoughts become not their triumph but my rising to the surface.
I can breath, my rise pushes you back. To a amphibious immersed place.

they often do that , isn't it. think of an idea of a cute picture then struggle to find a proper context so they give up and make some weak shit up and post anyway hoping the cute and hotness will bulldoze people's critical thinking and they won't get called out.

>I'm married, to a much more wonderful woman
I mean you have to believe that don't you?

well done

she isn't. she's pretending to think, because the acknowledgement that she spent several thousand dollars to take the same sexualized pictures of herself in a different country would be irreproachable proof of how shallow she is. so she says something that makes it seem like she's being contemplative and 80% of her ass is just incidentally hanging out. deep down she knows what she's doing- using a whole other culture and country as a canvas to represent a sexual image of herself. you shouldn't assume that people do what they say or say what they mean, any person really considering the differences between themselves and others wouldn't be taking pictures of themselves doing it for social media, let alone with their ass as the center of the shot.

it's not the inequality, it's that she lamely uses the idea of contemplating that inequality as an excuse to show off her ass. everyone here knows we have it easier than the rice farmer, but we aren't using that discussion as a pretext to post our fully erect cocks and pretend we're being considerate. she just wants to show off her body. that's why people find it irritating.

it's that she's intellectually dishonest on the level of a six year old, and is using every inch of it to rationalize her behavior. with the words at the bottom, not many people would care, they'd just wank and move on.

the fact that you can't see the nuance of it is an indictment of your own thought process.

Based

i like big butts and i cannot lie

you otha brothas can't deny

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Describe this picture in your finest prose.

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The hoe might be mad but the hoer is just sad.

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he lives there, how could he not now about a resort a few km away? do you not know about anything past your backyard fence?

If I understand what she's attempting to say with this image I must be fully gay. No other explanation comes to mind. Message is in the medium, Nat; try another approach.

>Nat

do fuck off

Wholesome

Do you ever find women do experience emotion but, possibly by the abundance of it, seem less genuine? They seem to be able to start and stop crying on command.

Her fat browned ass valleyed a stark white cloth, two mountains of fermenting cottage cheese strangling a thin white neck. This high waisted atrocity overlooked the monogenous waste of desert green, soil which would never again taste the once familiar sweetness of its natural growths, gloating over the slave which tended it. The fruits of this abominatory field would feed a world of billions.

Yes it's fleeting and fickle like the weather.

/threadedded