Stolen from eddit . . .

From "They Thought They Were Free: The Germans, 1933-45", about living through the rise of the Nazis

Each act, each occasion, is worse than the last, but only a little worse. You wait for the next and the next. You wait for one great shocking occasion, thinking that others, when such a shock comes, will join with you in resisting somehow. You don’t want to act, or even talk alone; you don’t want to “go out of your way to make trouble.” Why not?—Well, you are not in the habit of doing it. And it is not just fear, fear of standing alone, that restrains you; it is also genuine uncertainty.

Uncertainty is a very important factor, and, instead of decreasing as time goes on, it grows. Outside, in the streets, in the general community, “everyone” is happy. One hears no protest, and certainly sees none. You speak privately to your colleagues, some of whom certainly feel as you do; but what do they say? They say, “It’s not so bad” or “You’re seeing things” or “You’re

What the Stirner did you just say about me you little /pol/ster? I'll have you know I graduated top of my union in the IWW, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on white small business owners, and I have over 300 confirmed white genocides. I am trained in cultural marxism and am the top catgirl in the entire Combined Syndicates of America. You are nothing but another spook to me. I will race mix you with the precision the likes of which has never been seen in the Soviet Union, marx my fucking words. You think you can get away saying that shit to me on the internet? Think again, whitey. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Rabbimams across the USA and your download port of the bread book is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, Ancap. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call the non-aggression principle. You're fucking despooked, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can infect you with the homogay in over seven hundred wa

there's no prohibition on being creepy about the hosts. Why not? Y'all a bunch of Liz and Yung Chompsky creepers?