№ 564: Europa (the good old days)

Story of most murderous people of all time revealed in ancient DNA (Paywall)

Starting 5000 years ago, the Yamnaya embarked on a violent conquest of Europe. Now genetic analysis tells their tale for the first time

“I’ve become increasingly convinced there must have been a kind of genocide,” says Kristian Kristiansen at the University of Gothenburg, Sweden.

Almost all people of European descent can trace their paternal origins back to inhabitants of the Eurasian steppe....these people, known as the Yamnaya, and their descendants travelled across the continent during the Neolithic replacing locals – particularly the men – as they went.

EUROPE, April 1

DNA studies show Europeans

descended from violent invaders,

who, if these studies be true,

efficiently dispatched indigenous males

from Balkans to Finland,

from Turkey to Wales

to Scotland, Ireland,  

to Spain, Scandinavia. . .
indulging in unpleasant behavior.

Our ancient forefathers accomplished these tasks

before we were Celts or Germans or Basques

or Greeks or Slavs or Renaissance Italians

or any more recent rapacious rapscallions.

Long ago we were already barbarian

well before anyone called himself Aryan.

This is why we are as mean as they come,

being descended of murdering scum.

Our DNA serves as grim testimonial

evidence for our successes colonial,

our need to invade, oppress and displace

anyone living in peace anyplace.

If we're in God's image, without thinking twice,

you've got to conclude God is not very nice.

Though it is true, to give Him his due,

God is not European, God is a Jew.

No. 308: Same Old, Same Old

In every nation

the population's

abilities,

shall we say,

vary.

One person's smaller.

One person's taller.

One person's a worse'un. . . 

One
may be
very scary.

Now let's discuss

THEM vs. US,

i.e. inferior vs. SUPERIOR.

Looked at objectively,

one-by-one or collectively,

THEY are,
clearly,
beneath US.

(You want proof? Okay.
THEY stupidly say

they see things 
some other way.)

Our histories are, 
more or less, 
even,

regardless what lies
we say we believe in.

We're all good,

we're all bad,

we're clever,

we're mad.

We are sad. . .

We're heroes.

We're villains.
We hate (and love)
all of God's chillun.

It is undeniable

we're born unreliable.

The statistical averages

say we're all savages.
And,
strictly between us,
we regress toward the meanest.