Two of the Best: The Anglobitch Rampant

As is generally known, Anglo-American women can now commit serious crimes with virtual impunity. Since they acquired 'rights' to go with their privileges in the late 1950s, courts across the Anglosphere have cowered before their lies, sadism and drink-fuelled violence. There can be little doubt that this moral cowardice has contributed to the two crimes described below.

Case Number 1: Robbery of a Blind Man in Coventry, England

A 61-year-old blind man was robbed of £4,000 ($7,000) by a group of women in a "sick and heartless" crime, police have said.

The theft happened in Coventry city centre on Tuesday, shortly after the man had withdrawn the money from the Nationwide in Broadgate at around 2pm.

A West Midlands Police spokeswoman said: "He was possibly followed out of the bank by three women who distracted him by taking him into a number of shops, asking him to try coats on.

"The man was left very disorientated when the women left him and found he had had the cash cut out of his coat pocket."

Pc Mick Rhodes said: "This is a despicable crime. To prey on a vulnerable person like this is sick and heartless. Not only was he robbed, he was left very disorientated and distressed.

"I would encourage anyone with information about this theft to call us and remind anyone planning to take extra cash out of the bank over Christmas to be vigilant."

SOURCE: UK Wakefield Express

What amuses me about this case is that, despite the hysterical response of the British press to this hideous crime, if the miscreants are ever caught (a big 'if', considering the relative indifference of the authorities to crime committed against males) the legal profession will no doubt hand out only the most perfunctory sentences in honour of their age and sex. Which leads us to case number two, where a murderess has been wrongly convicted of manslaughter, not murder, and will receive a far lighter sentence as a result.



Case Number 2: Drunken Anglobitches Stomp and Kill Elderly Man in London, England

A former public schoolgirl who hurled homophobic abuse at a gay civil servant before kicking and stamping on him during a deadly attack is behind bars.

Ruby Thomas, 18, was found guilty of the manslaughter of 62-year-old Ian Baynham, who died 18 days after the drink-fuelled assault in London's Trafalgar Square.

Police later found his blood smeared on her handbag and the ballet pumps she was wearing as she kicked him.

The court heard she smiled as she "put the boot into" Mr Baynham after he was knocked to the ground by another teenager, Joel Alexander.

Thomas's ex-boyfriend told the Old Bailey that the blonde teenager, of Anerley, south east London, was "not the type of girl" to have done it. But jurors did not agree and convicted her of manslaughter, along with Alexander, 20, of Thornton Heath, south east London.

A third defendant, 18-year-old Rachael Burke, of Upper Norwood, south east London, was found guilty of affray at an earlier trial. All three will be sentenced on January 26. Thomas and Alexander were remanded in custody after Judge Richard Hawkins refused to continue their bail applications by their barristers.

Thomas, a former pupil at the £12,000-a-year ($20,000) Sydenham High School for Girls, had a previous record for violence. She was just 15 when she assaulted a bus driver in Northumberland Avenue in December 2007, a short walk from where the attack on Mr Baynham took place.

On that night in September last year she was said to have been "off her face", acting in a "lairy, mouthy" way, and flirting with random men.

The court heard that Thomas screamed "fucking faggots" at the victim and his friend Philip Brown. When Mr Baynham confronted her, there was a scuffle during which she hit him with her handbag and he grabbed it.

Alexander then ran up and knocked him to the ground, causing a severe brain injury as his head struck the pavement. Mr Brown said his friend "fell like a corpse", hitting his head on the pavement with a "crunching noise". Blood was pouring from his head.

SOURCE: MSN News

Which just goes to show, you can educate her in an expensive private school but it really is impossible to reform the Anglobitch. The well-attested Anglo-Saxon Pedestal Syndrome is directly responsible for crimes of this nature. Anglo females are essentially above the law, and this has abetted the Anglobitch thuggery currently submerging the Anglosphere. If repeatedly stomping on a man's head isn't murder, what is?

The second case also encapsulates the vicious cowardice so characteristic of young Anglo women. They stalk the streets stirring up trouble, secure in the knowledge that if any male defends himself against their violent abuse, some White Knight thug will come to their rescue. This certainly happened in this case. Ruby Thomas abused the two men who then defended themselves, whereupon her 'boyfriend' (i.e. White Knight thug) knocked one of them to the ground. While he was chivalrous enough to stay back from the fallen man, the two drunken females could not resist the overmastering urge to kick and stamp him to death. This case shows the visceral hatred of men that festers in the lizard brain of the rampant Anglobitch, forever seeking violent expression.

Finally, the homophobic aspect of this crime is illuminating. Homosexual males generally view women as 'oppressed' fellow travellers in the contemporary Anglosphere (quite mistakenly, in our opinion). After all, Anglo-American women derive all their status from a culture of sexual scarcity that sets them on pedestals and gifts them manipulative power over men. Homosexual men challenge this sexual monopoly by mere virtue of their sexual independence. Little wonder, then, that the Anglobitch attacks such males with the same rabid ferocity she deploys against heterosexual MRAs. Both groups threaten the Pedestal, so both groups must perish: in the Anglobitch mind, the solution is simple. And with the aid of the ever-willing White Knight thug they can effortlessly turn this agenda into brutal, uncompromising reality.

Anglobitch besotted by Multiple Murderers!

Just one by-product of releasing female mate-choice from the grip of patriarchy: women start dating and marrying mass murderers. This article is taken from the Times, London:

A WOMAN is to marry one of the most notorious American killers after seeing his crime in the Oscar-winning film Boys Don’t Cry.

Justine Mirth began writing to Tom Nissen in prison after watching Hilary Swank’s best-actress performance as his victim, the cross-dresser Teena Brandon. Nissen raped and murdered her after discovering that she was posing as a man.

Ms Mirth, a 32-year-old unmarried mother of four from Chicago, has been granted a marriage licence to wed Nissen in the jail waiting room, even though the two have never met. “It sounds weird, but we have a real deep love connection,” she told The Times yesterday. “We understand each other. We really do. He is the love of my life. I am the love of his life,” she said. Nissen is serving a life sentence with no possibility of parole.

Brandon, 21, a woman, lived as a man under the name Brandon Teena and was going out with a woman. When Nissen and John Lotter, a friend who is now on death row, found out that Brandon was biologically female, they raped her and, after she went to the local sheriff, tried to cover up by killing her and two others in a farmhouse in Humboldt, Nebraska, on Christmas Eve 2003.

Nissen confessed to stabbing Brandon but saved himself from the electric chair by testifying that Lotter shot Brandon, her lover Lisa Lambert and their friend Phillip DeVine in the head at close range.

Miss Mirth, who was engaged for 12 years to the father of her four children, said that she had been fascinated by killers since she was aged 4. She even has the word “redrum” — murder spelt backwards — tattooed on her back. She said that she grew up in a small town in Indiana and identified with the characters representing Nissen and Lotter in Boys Don’t Cry.

“They are the kind of people I would hang out with — not that I was involved in crime or anything like that,” she said. “Not everyone who murders someone is a bad person.”

Miss Mirth wrote first to Lotter, on death row. He wrote back and, in March 2004, she flew to visit him in the state prison at Tecumseh, Nebraska. They met, but the relationship failed to ignite.


Miss Mirth turned her attentions elsewhere, writing to Gary Ridgway, the Green River serial killer, who murdered 48 women, and Dennis Rader, the sadomasochistic “BTK” serial killer who is responsible for ten deaths. Neither replied.

She started a correspondence with Nissen in November 2004, and the two began to talk by telephone for the prison maximum of 15 minutes a call. He has told her that he regrets his actions and that he is now a changed man, but he refused to reveal what happened on the day of the murders.

After the wedding, Miss Mirth plans to live near the prison so that she can visit her new husband twice a week.

Fight Club: Reclaiming Anglo-American Manhood

Fight Club is one of the most interesting films (and books) of recent years. It probes the disillusion of an alienated white collar American (played by Edward Norton) who founds a network of underground fighting clubs for angry, emasculated males. These Fight Clubs do not exist to impart a specific street fighting art, like Brazilian Jiu Jitsu or European Savate. Rather, the men attend to experience true manhood for the first time.


In Fight Club, manhood is seen as something that men have been systemically robbed of by a media-driven society. Everywhere, images of ‘ideal men’ are projected that are utterly bereft of manly virtues – in fact, as Norton’s alter-ego Tyler Durden succinctly argues, most of these ideals are ‘some faggot’s wet-dream’. By contrast, the Fight Club experience restores to men the natural, primordial springs of masculine existence: ‘After a few nights at Fight Club a man looks like he’s carved of wood’.

Fight Clubs are governed by eight simple rules (perhaps a parody of the Buddhist Eightfold Path):

1. You don't talk about fight club.
2. You don't talk about fight club.
3. If someone says stop, goes limp, even if he's just faking it, the fight is over.
4. Only two guys to a fight.
5. One fight at a time.
6. They fight without shirts or shoes.
7. The fights go on as long as they have to.
8. If this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight.

Pointed barbs at the vapid values presently ruling the Anglosphere are skilfully woven into the narrative. The author of Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk, recounts how he jumped though all society’s hoops to impress his parents – high school, college, employment – a lifetime of ‘turning the other cheek’ and ‘knuckling down’ – only to find himself in a poorly paying, boring job as a technical author.

There, he says, a festering rage began to incubate: he felt that society had ‘cheated’ him and forced him into a dissatisfying mould without recompense. So Chuck starting fighting: in bars, in the street, whenever he got the chance. For him, the experience was completely liberating. He felt renewed, vital, existentially authenticated. It was this feeling that inspired him to write Fight Club:

Message boards all over the Internet posted requests looking for real fight clubs. Mormon students in Utah brawled; kids in garages started punching each other out; unlicensed boxing mini-boomed; wrestling, the theatrical parody of fighting, outsold real boxing (Mitchell, 2001: ppXI-XII).


A cultural phenomenon, Fight Club is a distinctly Anglo-American mythopoietic construct. In the Latin, oriental or Slavic worlds, where manhood is unimpaired by cultural vagaries like Anglo repression or latent homosexuality, Fight Club would be meaningless. It derives its meaning and power from the parlous, victimised state of masculinity in Anglo-American culture. This is something that virtually all critics of both the novel and the film have missed (perhaps inevitably, as they are not party to the Anglobitch thesis and its explanatory power).


In Anglo culture, due to its gynocratic, puritanical and misandrist tendencies, masculinity is essentially disliked. This is why normal boys are pumped full of Ritalin in school and college, why men are routinely castigated throughout the media and why masculine values are universally derided. Fight Club represents a belated attempted attempt to reclaim Anglo-American manhood.

Speaking from the heart, this humble blog and its associated website embody the Fight Club ethos. All men worthy of the name are disgusted by the pitiful, latent homosexual matriarchy that is the contemporary Anglosphere. The many emails of support, not to mention the impressive level of interest in the Anglobitch Thesis (100 hits a day) reveal how men yearn to break the matriarchal chains and reclaim their manhood. Like Fight Club, the Anglobitch Thesis was on the tip of everyone's tongue - it just needed a forum for expression. From India to the United States, from Canada to Australia, men warped by Anglo-Saxon puritanism and its gynocratic cult of 'Woman Worship' are crying out for release from centuries of bondage. Gentlemen, the answer is simple: ignore, erase or destroy the puritanical Angloculture or die trying - there is no other way. You are the greatest men in the history of the Anglosphere - not Nelson, not Washington, not Gandhi - no, YOU - because you are ready for the good fight, as no other generation in history. Armed with self-awareness and the peerless confidence of manhood, your potential is boundless. But your potential is currently wasted by a culture that tells you (you, who created it!) that men are worthless, men are stupid, men are criminals and deadbeat dads. Your lives are wasted in white-collar mediocrity, the getting of money to buy things you don't need to impress women you don't like.

Well, tell the Pan-Anglosphere Matriarchy that the change started here... and long may it continue!