Saint Peter and the Eternal Anglobitch

We all know teenage girls are horrible people. Moreover, they have ALWAYS been horrible people. A cursory glance at the New Testament will demonstrate this eternal truth:

Peter Disowns Jesus (Matthew, 69: 74)

69 Now Peter was sitting out in the courtyard, and a servant girl came to him. "You also were with Jesus of Galilee," she said.
70 But he denied it before them all. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said.
71 Then he went out to the gateway, where another girl saw him and said to the people there, "This fellow was with Jesus of Nazareth."
72 He denied it again, with an oath: "I don't know the man!"
73 After a little while, those standing there went up to Peter and said, "Surely you are one of them, for your accent gives you away."
74 Then he began to call down curses on himself and he swore to them, "I don't know the man!"
Immediately a rooster crowed.
75 Then Peter remembered the word Jesus had spoken: "Before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times." And he went outside and wept bitterly.


Of the three people trying to make trouble for Peter, two are teenage girls! This is quite remarkable, when considered objectively. However, if we cast about us, we can see quite readily that contemporary teenage girls are equally obnoxious. Though millennia pass by, they are scum eternal, forever poking their noses into other people's business and stirring up trouble.

This is demonstrated by the fact that the second girl ‘said to the people there’ that Peter was a follower of Jesus. Not content with this knowledge, she had to disperse it in order to raise problems for Peter. Teenaged girls act this way because no one can touch them: at their peak of sexual appeal, they perch on pedestals above all reproof or criticism.


Of course, the true Pedestal Syndrome never arose in ancient Palestine: misogynist theology and Hebrew patriarchy saw to that. However, in modern Anglo-American civilization, with its repressive Calvinism and Disneyland ideals, conditions have been uniquely created to shape the most obnoxious teenage girls in history. Indeed, by sheer dint of owning a vagina in this stilted culture, any teenage Anglobitch can expect to get away with literally anything. Whatever she attempts, the NAMWO (New Anglo Matriarchal World Order) authorities clap like performing seals; even assault, child abuse and murder are regarded with complete indifference and met with perfunctory sentences. Had Louise Woodward (the English nanny released by the American authorities after killing baby Matthew Eappen) been male, the NAMWO media would have been calling for his blood.

In short, the teenage Anglobitch is like James Bond: she has a license to kill. The specific context of Anglo-Disneyland repression has amplified the sense of entitlement inherent in teenage girls to hideous dimensions. Painted princesses treading on flowers, expecting the world to dance to their neurotic whims, these narcissistic harridans have ruined the whole Anglosphere.