Gelding as branding

The parallels from history recall the bloody, mutual murders of 2 million human beings when India was partitioned between Muslim Pakistan and Hindu India. The Raj’s legacy of divide and rule had polarised a nation of over 500 million brothers and sisters, mothers, fathers, children that had lived together under mogul rule for centuries of relative inter faith harmony prior to British colonisation.

One of the little games in the raj playbook included covert dumping of pig’s carcasses in mosques (haram- forbidden) and cattle carcasses (divine-holy) into temples with which they set the family nation at each others throats for the next 200 years. The physical difference between Hindu and muslim is that male Muslims, like their Jewish brethren, are circumcised as an article of faith, by far the most reliable indicator of the other in our midst- you sure couldn’t tell just by looking at each other’s faces, pudenda yes! Faces meh.

Perhaps we could adopt it as a US custom except as castration for republicans as their badge of honour; a sea change away from pedofila as a common denominator, which should bring that lovely practice to a screeching halt.

Or perhaps a screaming halt if done with two house bricks; it only hurts if you get you thumbs caught between the bricks. So be careful, please!

Check it out on YouTube. It’s an old and venerated practice from the Middle East used in the husbandry of camels; you know the two camels the pedos always wanking when he dances; yes? Well the bits to which one applies the bricks with supreme muscular force dangle behind the pedo’s dancing handles. Of course, for camels substitute republicans, with or without the pedo. Ffs, mind your thumbs.

In the spirit of providing some light relief in the midst of such a depressing account of lives lost unheard, unable to help to turn back entropy, lost to the darkness… I offer the following;

The sexual urge of a camel is far greater than anyone thinks; one night on the banks of the Nile, it tried to bugger the sphinx; now the sphinx’s sexual passage was blocked by the sands of the Nile; which accounts for the hump on the camel, and the sphinx’s inscrutable smile.

I have included this for the entirely gratuitous reason that it involves camels, the pedo’s favourite dance partner, and a sphinx, which is the only one that got away from the rapist, with the possible exception of the Einstein visa holder who practices birth/rape control by holding an aspirin tightly between the knees. And gets away with it.

Probably the only woman he doesn’t grab lovingly by the pussy.