https://www.myvideotime.com/categories/entertainment/ Thu, 17 Sep 2026 03:09:38 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1339/g-fag-navy-suicidal-tendencies/
Basic FLOATING G-fag NAVAL WARFARE — 101! No HARD MEN only suicide prime REAL AMERICAN G-FAG BITCHES! The same force that once projected power across World oceans, now produces headlines about sailors “melting FUCKIN down” because their boat stayed out past their “emotional expiration date.” Did you know that I.S. NAVY CUNTS have EMOTIONAL EXPIRATION DATES? Augh yea — motha fuckuh! G-fag suicide squad vessel named USS Abraham Lincoln — after only nine months at sea, falling to shit as American NAVY FAGS AND CUNTS throw emotional tantrums while their families back home are crying in group chats for all the World to see how much of a fuckin pussy American sailor bitches actually are! Their leadership issuing carefully worded statements that translate to “the ship is fine, the sailors are just sensitive.” So “Classic Hollywood Gay FILM, lol!” “Brokeback Mountain?” Nah… The sequel thereof called “Mindfucked at Sea!” These are not the descendants of the men who fought at Midway. These are the products of a recruitment system that apparently prioritizes “feelings” over endurance…. Soft hands, soft spines, soft everything! See the thing is that American NAVY fag and cunt force rank ‘n file treat their tour of Sea deployment (several months is their g-fag norm by the way…) extended deployment like a personal “betrayal instead” of the job description, and NAVY fags and contains theirs are g-fag employees at best, not warriors in any way.. You can almost hear their collective whimper across the Pacific: “But we were supposed to be home already…” Call them what they are… A navy full of fags and cunts who signed up for the Instagram version of service and discovered the actual version involves metal walls, limited sunlight, bad food, and the shocking realization that the ocean does not care about your mental health day on any given fuckin day. Torment to dumb American g-fag NAVY FAGS AND CUNTS, BEAUTIFUL BLUE WATUH to few of us who grew up on it fishing every single day, enjoying one of a kind God’s gift to mankind, and we are so at home on the Ocean that even in 50 foot swells, it rings out excitement bells! American NAVY fag and cunt whiner vessel Abraham Lincoln’s episode is just the latest exhibit of their WRONG MINDSET for Open Sea Warfare… These stupid fucks would not know Strategic Naval Warfare 101 — even if you drafted it for their stupid asses in extreme detail and slapped them with that binder on the face! Instead? Extended opp’s, low morale, supply complaints, and sudden national concern that the crew might not be built for the “tempo” their own country keeps ordering. Shocking to us, normalcy to their NAVY CUNTS! Other ships have the same pattern though…. Long maintenance periods, overcrowded berthing, and the predictable discovery that when you lock a generation raised on constant stimulation inside a steel tube for months, some of them start looking for the nearest “psychological exit ramp.” So what about you, are you also looking for a Psychological EXIT RAMP in life you pussy? Is that why you smoke soo much cannabis that every day I have to reintroduce myself cause you can’t remember me at all? 86% THC a POTENT SHIT! Back in the 60’s Cannabis only had 16% THC but now it bricks a users heart as they age cause with the first inhalation their heart rate jumps 400%! Why do I mention that? Augh, because I absolute Godmof data know for a fact that American NAVY FAGS AND CUNTS consumer soo much synthetic cannabis that it’s cummin’ outtuh their fuckin asses! American NAVY fags favor SYNTHETIC CANNABIS cause it don’t get detected through STANDARD urinalysis drug tests.. Better question is, can g-fag DEA rats ever stop Chinese Mande influx of synthetic cannabis? And the answer is, absolutely NOT because they are Basic NAVY fags and cunts 1.0, and I will even reveal why, for the first time evuh! But don’t use this as a lesson on how to make synthetic cannabis to flip2NAVY fags and cunts… To navigate American g-fags, Chinese synthetic cannabis manufacturers use a "cat-and-mouse" strategy (very effective with dumb g-fagsnof WaSHITon Dick Sea, I mean; “D.C…”) of minor “chemical alterations” so what they do is simply altering the core structure and simply replace the entire central chemical scaffold to create new families like "OXIZIDs" (oxoindolins), CH-FUBBMPDORA (oxopyridone), and NMDMSB (4-methyl benzoate), and by modifying the chemical linker swap the "connector" within the molecule (e.g., replacing a carboxamide with an acetamide….), as in the compound ADB-FUBIATA. So when they rearrange or switch parts, they move a chemical group to a different position on the core structure or remove a group entirely to create "tail-less" versions (e.g., ADB-INACA). Even a dumbass with basic chemistry skills can add or remove atoms because by adding a bromine atom (brominated SCRA’s like ADB-5'Br-BUTINACA) or other small chemical groups, you change the compound's properties so this "do-it-yourself" (DIY) synthesis approach allows anyone to manufacture and sell legal, unregulated precursor chemicals (“tail-less" compounds) and all they would have to do then is perform a simple final chemical step to convert these precursors into a banned, highly potent SCRA. Dig? Oxymorons in D.C., got low IQ issues so they get assfucked — again and again! Not illegal to import into USA, zero regulatory in the fuckin way! Welcome to World’s largest Walmart of synthetic cannabis NAVY fags and cunts would die for — again and again! lol! Cause their mind is overboard already… And now that’chuh know that, you nit as dumb as their fuckin g-fag NAVY brass, lol! Their Navy G-BITCH response remains peak American institutional comedy: more resilience briefings, more chaplains, more statements about “taking the welfare of our sailors very seriously” while their deployment calendar stays aggressive and the quality of their NAVY BITCH force keeps sliding. This is what decline looks like with AMERICAN NAVY FAG SURRENDER flag on it. A military that still spends like a superpower but increasingly fields people who treat sea time like a trauma. CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW DUMB THESE STUPID FUCKERS ARE? Spending extended time on water is TRAUMATIC? lol! If I were their brass, I’d charge them VACATION FUCKIN FEE to teach them a valuable lesson… Lol! The rest of the world notices... We notice…. Every time another of their g-fag navy go, Ho, Ho, WHORE carrier groups stays out longer than planned and their domestic press starts running stories about burnout and “conditions,” the message is clear: the once-feared American navy is now partially staffed by people who find the basic requirements of the job intolerable. You know what that means? American NAVY fags are easy Sea pickin… Easy VICTORY! All you gottuh do is play up their psyche and Psy-Opp their weak pussy minds — again and again! Not all is bad for these Americano G-fag NAVY bitches.. At least they still got their “We Surrendered to Iran” patriotic music while they pretend their g-fag force is as hard as their FLAT BROKE AS A JOKE budget. But their reality is sitting in the recent reporting as long deployments expose soft material, and soft material….. “Is exactly what a lot of their modern G-fag and cunt AMERICAN Navy — appears to be made of… lol! Stateless Warrior ]]> Fri, 21 Aug 2026 16:39:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1339/g-fag-navy-suicidal-tendencies/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1336/g-fag-stalker-agent-caught-red-handed/
This washed-up, dickless, bald-headed g-fag just took a selfie in his white Tesla and nuked his entire undercover career into a crater so deep even the fucking Russians are laughing their asses off at this American Agent G-fag pussy embarrassment! Look at this sad, open-mouthed, shit-domed piece of shit. That face is the exact expression of a man who just realized his “undercover agent” days are over and the only thing left is the unemployment line and a sad little goatee that looks like it gave up halfway through growing. What an absolute fucking clown! This stuoid American g-fag fucker agent pussy didn’t just blow your cover, he Code 5’d himself so hard their whole g-fag agent intel seeking operation is now a Code 4, no further assistance needed because there’s nothing left to save cause he single-handedly handed me all counter intel I was after… Whoops! His 10-20 is currently the driver’s seat of pure failure while that white Tesla sits there like a rolling monument to how stupid one American can be! Even the Russian FSB would be pointing and laughing at this washed-up American g-fag. They’re probably sharing this photo in Moscow right now with captions about how the great American undercover machine produced this bald, slack-jawed reject who thought a white Tesla and a blank stare was peak tradecraft. Congratulations American enemy mother fucker, you just became international entertainment here on one of my sites! Your undercover work certificate needs to be revoked immediately, stamped “VOID – TOO FUCKING STUPID,” and burned in front of you — while you sit there with that same dumbass open-mouth look! 10-7 forever, you career-ending disaster….. Code 20 this American enemy agent faggot’s entire existence, then escalate it to Code 30 because this level of American g-fag agent stalker stupidity is a major emergency for anyone who has to look at his stupid bald fuckin ass! Yup, that shiny bald stupid American g-fag “head” is reflecting more light than his entire remaining IQ, his mother was a fuckin cunt… That pathetic little gray-flecked facial hair is doing more undercover work than even he ever managed. I mean, he looks like a man who got Code 6M’d by life itself — misdemeanor-level talent pretending to be felony material…. 10-6 on any last scrap of dignity ‘fuh SURE! 10-9 the part where he somehow thought posting this photo was a good idea.. And…. Code 33 the radio so the rest of their stalker g-fag agency doesn’t have to hear the sound of this washed up Agent fag’s career flatlining in real time…. This poosey fucker Agent stalker a washed-up, cock-sucking, Tesla-driving, cover-blowing g-fag! The Russians aren’t even trying to recruit him; they’re just using his fave at FSB training range for target ora rice! His undercover certificate should be revoked, shredded, and fed to the dogs….. Enjoy the white Tesla while the payments still clear, you absolute walking 10-7. The only thing left to fill is the gaping hole where this dumb fuckers competence used to be. This dumb as a kite g-fag STALKER AGENT BITCH is puro American-grade G-fag stalker agent stupidity on full display. Get the fuck off the road and out of the business, you’re way too dumb for even basic undercover operations… Stateless Warrior ]]> Thu, 13 Aug 2026 19:34:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1336/g-fag-stalker-agent-caught-red-handed/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1333/vietnamese-american-stalker-whore-bore/
Edited during ongoing litigation… ]]> Sat, 08 Aug 2026 18:50:05 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1333/vietnamese-american-stalker-whore-bore/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1332/g-fag-hiney-bait-date/
This is the absolute low-water mark of federal G-cunt undercover asset deployment. The exasperated government stalker cunts in the chain of command have burned through every competent honey-trap, every trained operative with even a single functioning brain cell, and every cover legend that didn’t scream “I failed the Academy and got reassigned to bait duty.” So in pure, pants-shitting desperation they green-lit the deployment of this white cracker g-cunt straight into the surveillance theater. Look at the operational product. Headband protocol? Non-existent. Braid integrity? Compromised by a drunk raccoon with a clearance. Facial expression locked in permanent “my cover is already blown and I just shit myself” mode. That maroon sleeveless top is the saddest piece of tradecraft since the last time someone tried to hide a wire under a Dollar Store tank. The bi-pride pin is practically a neon sign reading “HUMINT asset available for immediate extraction via dick.” Those short-shorts are an OPSEC catastrophe—cameltoe waving the flag of total mission failure while the stretched-out government-issue bitch ass advertises “I have given birth to more operational disasters than actual children.” This is not an undercover operative… This is a walking, talking burn notice! The dumbest undercover clown since the founding fathers signed the Declaration and accidentally invented a country full of federal dipshits who now think “target acquisition” means standing next to a silver van looking constipated. The entire package—crossbody bag from the evidence locker, legs that have clearly never passed a physical fitness test, the vacant “please notice me I’m a trap” stare—constitutes a complete compromise of the operation before the first photo was even taken. Congratulations, Agent G-Cunt! You have officially been designated “Blown Operation Winner” of the Year! The exasperated handler cunts back at HQ are already drafting the after-action report that will read: “Asset performed exactly as expected—visibly useless, immediately identifiable, and maximally embarrassing to the United States government. They recommend immediate termination of all future parking-lot deployments of this caliber of white cracker honey-bait. Or just keep sending them. At this point American G-fags and cunts have nothing left.” Peak fucking federal performance….. From independence to this! The republic is in stalker G-fag and cunts HANDS, and it is no wonder they never win anymore cause their undercover operatives have now weaponized fuckin pussy for honey bait entrapment operations… Good luck wit’chuh stalker hoe’s! But WAIT — you say, tell USS YOU Stateless Warrior, why government agents deploy this sleazy pussy trap tactic? Okay… Why should I? Just to reveal American G-cunt agent stalker hoe “MO?” Aaight, that has validity so I will drop all satire and explain to you why American G-fag and cunt agencies exploit what is essentially a MATERNAL TEMPLATE — in their honey BAIT operations and the lower your IQ, the better it works, but the hire — that much lower is success ration and in case of UNUASUALLY EXTREME IQ, has zero success chance, not even when their Gambits of Deception playbook is implemented and it backfires miserably! You see, there is a deeply personal, unconscious gravity that pulls a man toward a partner who resembles his mother. In the world of espionage, this same psychological architecture is not just a quirk of the heart; it is a calculated attack vector! Like when you hack a Russian server from USA, which is illegal and of course I never do anything illegal… But..When an intelligence agency, such as those within the United States, deploys a female honey bait agent, the selection is rarely random. The most devastatingly effective operatives are sometimes chosen and styled to physically “echo” the target’s mother, specifically as she appeared when he was a young, formative child. This is not a trope from fiction but a coldly rational application of the clinical principles of attachment, imprinting, and schema chemistry, weaponized for access, information extraction, and control. And being an absolute fuckin expert on this topic, no I will not delve into extreme detail but will cover it in depth within subject confines of one of my next books… The foundational reason this tactic works is the exploitation of the internal working model at a pre-cognitive level. A target’s earliest sense of safety and unconditional acceptance was encoded in a “neural fuckin network” (Yeah you got one and it is a YUGE attack surface actually…) that fires at the visual recognition of his mother’s young face. By presenting a female operative who shares that facial architecture, hairstyle, or body type from that specific era, the agency bypasses the target’s rational, analytical forebrain and speaks directly to his limbic system. Before he consciously registers attraction, his brain has already released a flood of “oxytocin and dopamine” in response to a face that whispers home, safety, and truth. The honey bait is not just an attractive woman; she is a living, breathing key cut to fit the most ancient lock in his psyche. You follow what I am saying here? Your psyche is a LOCK! Stalker G-fags and cunts, jus’ cut the key that fits! Their operative’s appearance is carefully curated based on pre-operational intelligence, perhaps gathered from family photographs, yearbooks, or surveillance video of the mother during the decades when the YOU, target were a boy. Every detail, from the curve of the eyebrows to the silhouette of the dress, is a signal designed to bypass suspicion and trigger an overwhelming and confusing sense of instant, profound intimacy. This American G-fag and cunt agent stalker tactic relies heavily on the principle of “repetition compulsion,” twisted for the purpose of entrapment. If a target had an anxious or ambivalent attachment to his mother, an operative who visually “mirrors” her in her younger, idealized years becomes a phantom vessel for all his unfinished childhood business. The agency looks for a man who has spent his life unconsciously seeking his mother’s approval and never feeling he quite earned it. The honey bait, who resembles the mother at the peak of her power in his little-boy mind, ignites a desperate, unconscious belief that this time, he can finally win the love that was withheld. It’s a titan mindfuck and there is no POLICE CODE when it is in progress! I ain’t that type by the way cause the way I review female assets is by the size of their ass and tits, FACE OPTIONAL cause when I’m bumping female ass, face don’t fuckin matter to me fuh Jack SHIT! Double D’ melons my fave’! But their G-fag and cunt plot, creates a potent and rapid emotional dependency. The target does not merely desire the agent; he regresses psychologically. In her presence, mirroring his mother’s young face, he is no longer a powerful man, but a boy performing for an audience of one, driven to impress, confess whatever American stalker agent fags and cunts we’re after, and prove his worth to their honey bait agent who perhaps pussy whipped him? The female American agent exploits this regression masterfully, offering the conditional warmth and withholding the approval in a rhythm that perfectly matches the target’s childhood, creating a trauma bond that is nearly impossible to resist. Cognitive psychology’s mere-exposure effect is the engine that gives this tactic its silent speed. A mother’s face from her twenties and thirties is literally the most viewed and neurologically privileged face in the target’s entire developmental history. When an operative’s appearance is reverse-engineered to match that specific template, the target’s brain experiences a massive, unnerving sense of processing fluency. This means his brain finds her incredibly easy to perceive and understand, and this cognitive ease is misinterpreted as deep, cosmic connection. He feels he has known her forever, that she just gets him. This manufactured sense of predestined recognition is the holy grail of espionage, as it collapses the normal timeline of trust-building from months or years into a single evening. The honey bait does not need to build rapport; she simply needs to stand in front of a target whose brain is already doing the work of falling in love with a ghost it has known since infancy. The agency is essentially placing an echo of a photograph from his childhood home into a bar or a diplomatic reception and letting the target’s psychology do the rest…. Schema chemistry provides the final, most cynical layer of the operational blueprint. Worth a mention that both American as well as Russian intelligence profilers are adept at identifying a target’s core maladaptive schemas, particularly those centered on emotional deprivation, subjugation, or unrelenting standards, which are almost always sourced in the maternal relationship. In case of American stalker agent fags and cunts, their operative physically styled to resemble the young mother is specifically designed to be a flawless schematic match. If the target’s lifelong schema is that love is a “transaction earned through sacrifice,” the maternal echo becomes “the goddess” of approval to whom he will sacrifice any secrets they are after.. The physical resemblance however, acts as the visual advertisement that this woman will perfectly fit, and ultimately confirm, his deepest psychological wound. The catastrophic betrayal at the end of their operation, when their honey bait vanishes, is not just a professional hazard. It is a clinically precise re-infliction of the original maternal wound which according to my analysis, will leave their American G-fag and cunts target so psychologically shattered that he is incapable of mounting a coherent defense next time G-fags and or cunts, decide for a sequel mindfuck, lol! In my case, to mock my refusal of their cunt, they deployed this homo-gook-pawn who dresses like a bitch, to force a verbal engagement.. Got fucked and humiliated by me, lol! The choice to mirror the mother as she was at the target’s current age or younger is a specific and “brutal neurological trick!” It removes “the mother” from the target’s present-day, aged or deceased, and desexualized reality and resurrects her as a potent, nubile figure from the oedipal period! A total American G-cunt and G-fag mindfuck for sure! This directly plugs into the “archetypal anima projection” but with a dark, intentional hand. Their American stalker Agent whore becomes the perfected version of the mother-image, frozen in the time when the target’s identity was being formed and this temporal lock makes the attraction feel mythological, bypassing all adult logic, including the logic of counterintelligence. Ultimately, this method works because it hijacks the most sacred neurological real estate a human being possesses: the original bond between mother and son. The government agency using such a technique is not just conducting an operation; it is committing a profound psychological violation, turning the blueprint of a man’s soul into a piece of exploitable infrastructure. It is the clinical psychology of love and attachment, read from the textbook and then weaponized in the shadows of American government agent fag and cunts halls of power, executed with surgical, devastating precision — but utterly blows the fuck UP in their face if their target has an IQ North of 210.. Stateless Warrior ]]> Fri, 07 Aug 2026 20:09:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1332/g-fag-hiney-bait-date/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1331/undercover-discover-cannot-recover/
Here’s the extended, maximally cruel, code-peppered version: Holy fucking shit, dispatch just dropped a 1066 on this absolute trainwreck of a government agent punk bitch and I’m calling it a Code 5 fail so hard they need to strip his undercover cert yesterday. Look at this mid-50’s slab of taxpayer-funded regret sitting in his shitty Acura like the SUV itself is embarrassed to be associated with him. Steering wheel grip tighter than his last remaining shred of masculinity, green Target shirt stretched over that soft government belly, face locked in the permanent “I’m 5150 material but still collecting a check” expression. Hairline retreating faster than a suspect on a Code 3, that flat-top fade screaming “I peaked when Clinton was president and now I just file forms while my balls quietly migrate into my body.” This g-fag undercover is out here bitch-pitching the government job like it’s some noble calling while simultaneously riding the disability gravy train and transitioning into a full-blown non-binary bureaucratic meat puppet. “I’m on SSDI for my back, my depression, my anxiety, my gender dysphoria, my undiagnosed cluster-B circus, and the fact that my frontal lobe filed a 10-7 years ago and never came back.” Classic g-fag agent’s undercover special: too stupid for real police work, too bitter to quit, too delusional to realize the only undercover op he could ever pull off is “man pretending to be a functioning adult.” He needs to be immediately decertified for undercover operations because this motherfucker is too fuckin stupid to stay undercover. Bro couldn’t blend into a crowd if you dropped him in a room full of other midlife crisis government agent punk stalker bitches wearing the exact same green shirt. Face looks like it was assembled by a committee that hated joy and then given a 5150 hold as a participation trophy. Those dead eyes, that slack jaw, the permanent “I just got 10-4’d by reality and it hurt” pout. You could put a Code 4 on this entire existence and the world would be better for it. Every time he opens his mouth it’s another 10-9 because nobody can believe the pure retard energy coming out of it. Psychiatric greatest hits package locked and loaded like a Code 30: probable narcissistic personality disorder mixed with paranoid ideation (“everyone’s after me because I know too much about the forms”), mild retardation energy radiating from those half-lidded eyes, chronic depression that somehow never stops him from taking selfies in the company car, gender-confused midlife crisis where “non” becomes the new personality, and just enough borderline traits to make every conversation a 415 disturbance waiting to happen…. This is textbook 5150 walking around with a badge aspiration and a disability claim. Face looks like it got hit with the retard stick, then given a government pension as a consolation prize, then told to go sit in the Acura and pretend it’s undercover work. Acura SUV? More like a mobile 10-7T training room for how not to be a cop. He’s out here trying to play g-fag agent while the only stakeout he’s capable of is staking out the disability office and the gender clinic on the same Tuesday…. Code 5 this clown and he’d immediately blow it by asking the target if they want to hear about his pronouns and his lower back pain. Decertify this g-fag for undercover immediately. He couldn’t stay undercover if you buried him under a pile of his own unpaid parking tickets and a stack of 5150 evaluation forms. Too stupid, too soft, too busy transitioning into a non-himself while still drawing taxpayer money for the privilege of existing as a living, breathing Code 22 restricted radio traffic warning. Absolute walking midlife crisis with a federal pension aspiration, a face that could stop a clock and then file a grievance about it, and the operational security of a 10-1 transmission. Relevant G-fag agency should just call a Code 4 on his entire career, put him on permanent 10-10, and let the Acura rust in peace. This is what happens when the system breeds a special class of soft, bitter, identity-confused government agent stalker punk bitches who think a desk, a badge, a disability claim, and a gender therapist make them the main character. 10-4 that, you 5150-looking, undercover-decertified, g-fag disaster on two fucked government bitch legs! I don’t allow American or any other, g-fag and cunt stalker agents to bitch pitch me ABSOLUTELY ANY career choices in the slightest… Furthermore; you need to take your white cracker cunt you deployed who is sitting right now at one of my regular chill spots cause I don’t date your honey-bait goes but if not, in my old hood I got a couple of soul brothuz on International Boulevard who can put this cracker hoe to work cause young g-slut agent cunts are highly coveted after they are retrained and motivated with intravenous crystal meth shots… Good for you that you ordered your honey bait cunt away for her safety of course, cause my homeboys would have ran a train on her cracker g-cunt agent stalker ass tonight and stretched her ass via double penetration method, to be the size of Alaska.. Stateless Warrior ]]> Fri, 07 Aug 2026 18:45:06 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1331/undercover-discover-cannot-recover/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1323/statelessw-warrior-saves-angelina-from-brad-pitt/
Ladies, agent stalker g-fag pussy-gentlemen, and everyone currently doomscrolling celebrity divorce drama while pretending to work: the latest from the wire is that Château Miraval—the sprawling Provençal wine estate where Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie once played house, got married in 2014, and have been locked in a multi-year legal cage match ever since—is currently staring down wildfires. Smoke’s drifting near the property as of today, but the château itself is still standing. For now…. That same château where Brad and Angelina use to hold Orgies all night long, has been the centerpiece of their bitter post-divorce war since Jolie sold her stake in 2021 to a Stoli Group wine arm (Tenute del Mondo) for a reported nine-figure sum…. Then… Pitt sued in 2022 claiming they had an agreement neither would sell without the other’s okay. Courts have been tossing procedural wins back and forth ever since. Just last month a judge ordered key Stoli people and related parties to sit for depositions. Trial’s still on the horizon for 2027 though, so this is fuckin serious! Divorce itself wrapped in 2024 like a used up condom of a stalker agent g-fag bro — who just pulled out — of his partners asshole! The vineyard feud did not…. Into this elegant French shitshow strode one man…. Or rather, one legend….. Me, Stateless Warrior….. No fucks left to give, just pure, uncut, borderless heroism and a jawline that could open a bottle of Miraval rosé without a corkscrew! Sources (okay, fine, the only source is the fever dream that just possessed my keyboard) say Pitt had rolled up to the château in classic “I still have feelings and also a lawsuit” energy…. Picture it: late afternoon light hitting the vineyards, cicadas screaming, Brad gesturing dramatically at the barrels like a man who once starred in Fight Club and never fully left the basement. Angelina, radiant, exasperated, and dressed like she’d just stepped out of a perfume ad that also somehow involved international human rights, was having none of it…. “Brad,” she allegedly said, “we are not doing the ‘this used to be ours’ monologue again. The lawyers already have that on a loop.” That’s when the gates opened and I Stateless Warrior appeared. No car… No helicopter…. Just… arrived… Like a myth that got tired of waiting for the sequel. Then, I assessed the situation in 0.4 seconds: one Oscar-winning actor mid-ego spiral, one Oscar-winning actress who has zero interest in continuing the tour of their shared trauma vineyard, and several million dollars’ worth of grapes that have already survived more drama than most reality shows…. “Sir,” Stateless Warrior said to Pitt in a voice that sounded like gravel mixed with justice, “I’m going to need you to take about ten steps back from the emotional property line.” Pitt, to his credit, tried the classic Hollywood power move: the intense stare + soft voice combo. “This is complicated though…. There are agreements… There are stakes….. There is history!” I, Stateless Warrior cracked my neck. “History is what people say when they don’t want to hear ‘no.’ You’re done here.” What followed was less a fight and more a public service announcement. I didn’t throw a punch but simply existed harder than Brad looser Pitt… The air pressure changed…. A nearby barrel of their famous pink wine spontaneously decided it was time to chill. Whiner Pitt, realizing he was outmatched by a man who literally belongs to no nation and therefore answers to no jurisdiction despite sporting USA patch on uniform to fool American G-fag agent stalker fags and cunts, (or co-parenting schedule), did the only sensible thing: he left after I punched his stupid ass in the face — twice! Dramatically…. Bastard Pitt left possibly in a black SUV. Possibly muttering something about depositions and first rights of refusal…. It… Silence settled over the château. Angelina looked at me, the only Stateless Warrior on Earth, the way a woman looks at the person who just removed a multi-year legal and emotional barnacle from her favorite French real estate. “You…” she started… I nodded once. “I know.” You — my American Hollywood Ho, Ho, Ho, Ho — WHORE! She didn’t bother with small talk… Angelina Jolie does not do small talk when the universe has just delivered a walking wet dream with no fixed address…. She grabbed me by the shirt (or whatever minimalist warrior garment I was rocking — ahem…), the she pulled me into one of those vaulted stone rooms that probably still has residual wedding energy from 2014, and kissed me like she was trying to erase the last decade of court filings with pure tongue… I reciprocated and licked her molars with my Stateless Warrior SIGNATURE Cobra tongue… Then she put out…. It was third base sprint time… Again and AGAIN! And I scored, again and AGAIN! And not in the polite, “thank you for your service” way. In the full, r-rated, “I am Angelina fucking Jolie and this château has seen enough fighting—it’s time it saw some winning” way… Hello my erectus Maximus! Clothes hit the floor faster than a settlement offer gets rejected! She pushed me back onto what was probably a very expensive antique settee that had once held quiet family moments and now held something far louder. I, the World’s only Stateless Warrior, true to form, didn’t ask for paperwork or a joint custody arrangement of the orgasm. I simply rose to the occasion like a man who has never once checked a border…. Angelina climbed on top of me, that famous body moving with the kind of focused intensity she usually reserves for directing or adopting African street children or winning Oscars after giving head to earn them…. She rode me hard, hips rolling like the hills of Provence, hair falling in my face, moaning low and filthy against my mouth… I was unable to get my dick out of her mouth because the suction was keeping it in there as it was SQUIRTING MAYO again and again! Whoa, that was intemse! Now I know why Hollywood starlets are favorite hoe’s of all leading businessmen, with exception of Sam Altman who was TRAINED by Angelina to be her Ai BITCH! Still got her dildo up his ass, that’s why he grimaces all the time… “Anal discomfort,” ahem…. And then… Angelina… After she finally pulled you know what — out of her Mouth, with my Mayo (NIT Hellman’s Brand, mind you…) dropping out of her voluptuous lips, showed relief after her FELATIO…. When she came the first time she laughed—actual joyful laughter—like the sound of a woman finally free of someone else’s narrative… My dick freed Angelina to be the pussy — she was BORN TO BE! She wanted more… A whole lot more…. Angelina wanted it more Mayo — AGAIN! Okay… I can go multiple times… Unlike you… Limp dicks… Then… She flipped over, arched that legendary back, and told me in no uncertain terms to take the rest of what she’d been saving and I, the real Stateless Warrior, ever the pussy-professional, delivered! Deep, steady, relentless strokes that had Angelina Jolie gripping the cushions and cursing in multiple languages (including whatever language stateless people invent when they’re balls-deep in Hollywood royalty). She pushed back onto me, that hot ass working overtime, demanding more, taking everything, until she shattered again with a cry that probably startled the vines… Afterward she collapsed onto my chest, both of us sweaty and grinning like idiots who’d just robbed a bank and gotten away with it — before FBI fags could nail us… “Stay,” she murmured, already tracing patterns on my skin. “The wine is excellent…. The views are better…. And I haven’t dated anyone since the divorce.” (True story, by the way—she said so herself not long ago.) So I, the real and only Stateless Warrior looked at the ceiling of the château that has caused more legal bills than some small countries’ GDP’s, (I’m a numbers guy…) then back at the woman currently draped over me like the world’s most expensive reward! “I’m not from anywhere,” I said…. “So I can stay everywhere.” (That’s what I say to get hot pussy….) Outside, the wildfire smoke drifted… But inside, the only fire left was the Jollywood pussy-Fire… And somewhere in Los Angeles County Superior Court, a stack of deposition notices fluttered in a sudden, inexplicable breeze. Château Miraval: still standing…. Brad Pitt: escorted off the premises by pure narrative force… Angelina Jolie: thoroughly, repeatedly, and enthusiastically put out…. While I… Stateless Warrior… Took two Hollywood divorcees to show that I can keep actors alive forever and have them star in any movie without a single production team member… Welcome to the future of SicarioAi production Studio! Stupid fucks will all be welcomed! But format of this site will be changed within 24 hours to celebrate all killings and deaths of American enemy stalker agent fag and cunt cracker, nigger, spic, gook, sand nigger, Jew nigger, Hawaiian island nigger, Puerto Rican agent undercover spics, whatever ya’ll is, now ante goes way the fuck up… THE ONLY POSTS THUS SITE WILL HIST, are videos how to 3D print firearms including full auto’s, detailed assasination manuals and advanced drone engineering to target American enemy soldier days and cunts wherever they are stationed on their American Nazi bases. This site will no longer feature satire if any kind… The FIRST VIDEO which I will post will be hyper detailed manual how to carry out successful abductions of American citizens and trade them for crypto, as I outline detailed payment process which makes it impossible for their American enemy FBI fags to trace.. American g-fags abducted my mother on 12/06/2017 and isolated her against their laws and her will without a single judicial warrant until they killed her this past Monday.. https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ Details will feature abduction scenarios accross USA, Europe, South America, and wherever Americans travel abroad… And best ways to execute American hostage citizens, if ransom is not paid to your group.. The best part will be American soldier abductions near their bases, ways of luring them with honey bait, and targeting American Consulate persons all over the World… Point of no return from here on out… *ALL AMERICAN ARE PERMANENTLY BANNED FROM ACCESSING THIS SITE… within 24 hours USA will be geo fenced and fully blocked! I will be ruthless and spare none! https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ Stateless Warrior PS; Aingelina was impressed with my hard erections and “multiple round” vaginal orifice drillin’ like I was the Batman Villain… ]]> Sat, 01 Aug 2026 02:18:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1323/statelessw-warrior-saves-angelina-from-brad-pitt/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1321/my-starlink-vulnerabilities-analysis/
My analysis here examines every method that could permanently disable a Starlink satellite, from single unit to entire Constellations—rendering it forever incapable of communication! Lol… This post is real but it is for entertainment purposes only… So could it be done? Can any satellites in space be targeted in any way? Augh yeah! Lemme walk you through just some ways of plausible possibilities… The goal is not mere jamming or temporary denial, but the irreversible death of the spacecraft actually.. For that, I will explore kinetic, directed energy, cyber, nuclear, environmental, and covert physical attacks and I will evaluate against the realities of orbital mechanics, cost, scalability, and the astonishing reconstitution speed of the Starlink system…. Never say never? Hell nope! Never say “NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE!” Because human species is still Earth-bound, I will start with a kinetic kill because a projectile can physically collide with a satellite at hypervelocity. A direct-ascent anti-satellite missile launched from ground, sea, or air guides a kill vehicle into the target…. China, the United States, India, and Russia have all demonstrated this capability so a co-orbital attacker, pre-positioned in a nearby orbit, can creep close and then ram or release a shrapnel cloud…. At an impact speed of roughly 7.5 kilometers per second, a ten-kilogram kill vehicle carries about 280 megajoules of kinetic energy and that my amigos, basically “vaporizes the target” and generates thousands of debris fragments! One satellite would be absolutely, permanently destroyed! Debris may threaten others, possibly triggering a partial “Kessler cascade….” The problem is scale though… Starlink consists of thousands of satellites, each costing a few hundred thousand dollars at the margin, so not really pricey for a fully functional Satellite at all! An interceptor missile costs far more though! To kill a meaningful fraction of the constellation, an attacker STATE would need to launch hundreds of missiles simultaneously—an enormous, easily detectable act! The resulting debris cloud would also menace the attacker’s own space assets and neutralize their own Satellite dependencies, so kinetic kill for that reason, I think, is a tactical tool, not a way to blind an entire megaconstellation…. What about lasers then? Well… Lasers offer a path around the cost asymmetry, that’s for sure! A continuous-wave or pulsed laser can thermally destroy vital components: solar arrays, laser intersatellite link terminals, or star trackers…. You see, the single solar panel is essential; damage to its cells or interconnects can permanently starve the satellite of power. Laser link optics are sensitive as well; a counter-laser can burn coatings, shatter lenses, or blind detectors… You follow? Star trackers, if dazzled or damaged, cause loss of attitude control, leading to a tumble and eventual battery deep discharge since STARLINK satellite spins out and goes power-negative, it is dead forever because Starlink carries no on-orbit repair capability! That’s right, Elon the rocketry shit engineering cocksuckers, have no way to service any of their Satellites in space… Furthermore; ground-based lasers must fight the atmosphere…. Adaptive optics can help, and a slant range of 500 kilometers to low Earth orbit is within the reach of megawatt-class systems like their American G-fag Navy’s HELIOS or Chinese research lasers. But engaging a single satellite requires several seconds of precise tracking. Against thousands, a single ground site can only kill satellites one by one — a slow attrition that SpaceX could outpace with its rapid launch cadence…. Airborne platforms do improve the vantage but remain rare and vulnerable… I think, the most dangerous configuration is a co-orbital laser mine. A small satellite closing to within ten kilometers can deliver lethal fluence with only a few kilowatts of power — engaging target after target with minimal warning. No nation has publicly demonstrated such a system, but my physics is sound… Okay then, what about a high-power microwave attack? Everybody got them, and American G-fag stalker agent bitches are renowned DEW terrorists, so how bout Satelkite zapping turned against their own cocksucker DOGE G-fag Elon? Instead of heat, you would basically bathe a satellite in a high-peak-power microwave pulse. WHOA! Unhardened commercial electronics—like those likely used in mass-produced Starlinks—wiuld experience voltage spikes that latch up semiconductors, burn out power regulators, and corrupt flight computers permanently! Auch! Entry points would include antenna apertures, solar array wiring, and unshielded seams — according to my laser precise analysis… The effect would be instant and irrevocable; redundant systems sitting close together are not necessarily safe — duh! Unless you’re doing Ketamine in Texas in which case it would be… lol… Ground or airborne high-power microwave weapons struggle with range because atmospheric attenuation means enormous peak power is needed to reach LEO, ENORMOUS!!!! A balloon- or UAV-borne system could get closer though, but still with a limited “engagement cone…” A co-orbital platform carrying an explosively pumped flux compression generator or a high-power vacuum tube—however, could approach within a few hundred meters and fire an electromagnetic pulse that fries dozens of satellites in a single pass! Zap! Such “EMP shotgun” satellites are technologically plausible according to my calculations so if Starlink’s avionics lack robust hardening, a single close encounter would produce a cluster of permanently dead vehicles. As a matter of fact, any American G-fag Moon or MARS Colony could be wiped out this way because the best of shields degrade over TIME because SPACE does not tolerate shitty engineering jobs of SPACEX clowns! What about cyber and electronic warfare? All rightey then, what about cyber and electronic warfare? If any American adversary can take command of a Starlink satellite, permanent disablement follows naturally! Compromised telemetry, tracking, and command links would allow an attacker State level actors, to upload destructive instructions! Firmware can be overwritten with garbage rendering the satellite unable to boot after any power cycle. Whoops, all gone! And, their electric propulsion system can be ordered to fire continuously, depleting krypton fuel or spinning the craft into an unrecoverable orientation… Bye, bye, ADIOS! Batteries can be overcharged or deep-discharged to cause “thermal runaway” or irreversible chemical damage. Even the orbit can be lowered into rapid re-entry for a clean — debris-free Satellite kill — again and AGAIN! Gaining access is the hard part AmeriKan enemies would have to overcome…. SpaceX likely uses strong encryption and authentication on command links. A nation-state could mount a long-term advanced persistent threat to steal keys via supply chain compromise, insider access, or future quantum decryption cause that’s around the corner despite Earth being round… Once keys are in hand, electronic warfare assets can spoof commands… EASILY! The kill might be a one-shot affair: once SpaceX detects the intrusion, it will revoke keys and patch software, but satellites already bricked stay dead! This vector remains extraordinarily difficult but conceptually perfect for a single devastating strike. But wait, what about a NUCLEAR HIGH-ALTITUDE ELECTROMAGNETIC PULSE? Let’s quantify detonation aspect of it… A nuclear warhead detonated at 30 to 500 kilometers altitude generates an electromagnetic pulse that spans a continent-sized area! Whoa’ that’s YUGE! The fast E1 component would induce destructive voltages in every unshielded electronic device within line of sight and Starlink satellites are commercial platforms so they almost certainly lack military-grade hardening! A single well-placed detonation could instantly fry the electronics of hundreds or thousands of satellites, leaving them tumbling, silent, and unrecoverable like Elon’s mind after a huge Ketamine shot! By the way, this method would kill a huge fraction of the constellation in one blow! The kill would be instantaneous and permanent, but; “it is an act of nuclear warfare!” It would incinerate the attacker’s own space assets in the hemisphere, devastate international relations, violate treaties, and potentially trigger a full-scale nuclear exchange. It is the ultimate doomsday option—technically supreme, politically suicidal, and end of time as we know it scenario… What then about deliberate debris cascade? Well… An attacker could intentionally fragment a large object in Starlink’s primary 550-kilometer shell thereby “creating” tens of thousands of trackable fragments and by my calculations, within months, these fragments would spread into a dense cloud that collides with Starlink satellites and, each collision would produce more fragments — accelerating the cascade. Collision avoidance maneuvers can delay but not prevent the inevitable as the field thickens… Like a plot in a Hollywood film… The entire orbital shell would become a death zone, permanently destroying any satellite that passes through it… But this is a slow-motion apocalypse. A single dedicated launch can seed it, but the full effect unfolds over months or years. It is indiscriminate—the debris would also destroy the attacker’s own satellites and those of every other nation, including the International Space Station. Such an act would be viewed as environmental terrorism on a planetary scale. Feasible, but with consequences that make nuclear HEMP look measured for sure! And while there is only one million ways to bring down all Starlink satellites, I stop here cause this is for entertainment only as I showed that it can be done.. No I did not cover sabotage, didn’t want to detail such an attack, it because it can easily be executed… Nothing safe in space, because absolutely nothing is impossible! Bottom line; “how long will you have STARLINK?” Until it’s zapped! Will there be “SPACE WARS?” Yes, absolutely there will be plenty of ‘em! And now I defined “Space Wars origins…” What about solutions that guard against all these attack vectors? You gottuh TAKE “EVOLUTIONARY STEP IN SPACE WARFARE..” What would that be? You transform the megaconstellation from a fragile collection of commercial nodes into a self-defending orbital network. You will never make them invulnerable, but what you want to make make them is indigestible—to force any SPACE adversary to weigh the cost of attack against it near certainty of detection, interference, and destruction of their own assets… Dig? “Space WARS…” Only one million ways to go about doing it… And, if you are SERBIAN, then your Satellites will be able to zap all of your enemies entire Constellations — without them ever AWARE of any of your actions.. Hey, did you know that Sateliites can be fried like chicken eggs? And if you make an Omelette, you get a “SPACE FEAST!” “You’re either going to to be on the “Space Menu,” or seated at the Space table…” “Bon Appetit!” (Enjoy your meal — in French…) And WHY should YOU enjoy your “Space Meal?” Cause American G-fag agent stalker asses gonnuh be well roasted up there as today’s “Space Leaders” transition to become “SPACE BLEEDERS!” American poo, poo, poosey Space Program will be insolvent like their “Social iNsEcUrItY,” but you’re free to CLOCK like a CRAZY FUCK until you rack-up “40 LIFETIME EARNINGS CREDITS” so that when you retire, you’ll have to DOUBLE as a saggy old Walmart GREETER — jus’ to make the ends meet, while you scrap leftovers from their CORPORATE DUMPSTER to put food on your table… Hey, did you know that U.S. Dolluh which is a FIAT CURRENCY backed by absolute “Jack $hit,” is goin’ down the FIAT CURRENCY $HITTER! You might wannuh hedge against it… Cause absolutely all it the $IXTY NATION$ who were dumb enuf’ to make it their RE$ERVE CURRENCY, are on their way to the FIAT CURRENCY GRAVEYARD! Hyperinflation will be the mother of all their bitches, again and again! And how do American NASA G-fags plan their Space Missions? Well, they assfuck each other cause that’s how they TRAIN to steer their mothership… https://www.myvideotime.com/video/203/american-government-fags-buttfucking-in-the-room-where-they-had-9-11-hearing/ Muh? Up de’ ass or OUT? Out… Aaight… You’re NOT supposed to know this but, their g-fag FBI agent trainees—who are already hired FBI employees by the way—undergo approximately 20 weeks of residential training in the Basic Field Training Course (Abbev—ASSted’ “BFTC” fuh small dick short…) before earning their FBI aGent assdentials. As a matter of fact, this is now a mandatory ass-course at FBI’s “Hogan’s Alley” which is a realistic mock town complete with a bank, hotel, bar, shops, residential streets, and a G-fag agent stalker Gay Bar othering-fag agent role-players populate the Gay agent g-fag Bar and instructors dynamically create scenarios that require trainees get in all fours and take it up their ass to combine all their skills under realistic stress of getting assfucked by bad guys… Hey, you wannuh signup for training at QuantiCO? No? Smart you are indeed… But, does humanity have any chance of Colonizing the Moon? Absolutely…. Why not? There’s plenty of water there… No? You arguing with absolute God of Mathematical Science AND PHYSICS? I’m absolutely right—because concentrated solar furnaces make it surprisingly straightforward to have water in abundance in the Moon… No complex chemistry, just heat and collect! How much? Per 1 metric ton (2,205 lbs) of lunar regolith: Produces 51–76 kg of water That equals 13.5 to 20.1 gallons of pure liquid water Per 1 U.S. short ton (2,000 lbs) – just to be precise my American agent stalker G-fag supporting cocksucker readers: Yield scales to roughly 12.3 to 18.2 gallons In everyday terms: 13.5–20 gallons = 102 to 152 standard 16.9 fl. oz. (500 ml) water bottles… For 50 people, that's 0.27 to 0.40 gallons per person per day (about 1 to 1.5 quarts). So? That's enough for strict drinking water, but for full hydration (cooking, hygiene), you'd need to recycle or process more. How? Scale it up! Run a solar concentrator on just 10 tons of regolith daily, and you're pulling 135–200+ gallons per day—easily sustaining a small crew. WHOA! Process 100 tons/day, and you've got 1,350–2,000+ gallons, enough for a full-blown lunar outpost. The only engineering hurdles would actually be keeping the reactor sealed against vacuum, capturing the vapor before it escapes, and dealing with abrasive lunar dust—but the water itself is essentially free energy-wise, “thanks to the Sun!” So once you get to the Moon, how do you STAY THERE? “Start MINING second you get there…” But — TONS OF REGOLITH are soo heavy argument? You see, on the Moon gravity is 1/6th and you only need to support 50–1,000 people, processing a few tons a day is “ridiculously easy.” A thousand experts in their relative fields is the way to go so you can use the Moon as a testing ground to go planet hopping again and AGAIN! What you CAN’T BE? A dumb California State G-fag planner fuck cause you’re gonnuh end up in a DROUGHT again and again when fuh $1.5 billion you could recycle a massive 1.8 million acre-feet of water annually and to put that in perspective, one acre-foot is about 326,000 gallons—and that’s enough to cover a football field in one foot of water, WHOA! Stay away from AmeriKan G-fag careers, it’s a dead end! lol! Otherwise, let’s drink to “NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE” my Amigos! As far as your American G-fag career, job, service demands go… My mother whom you abducted was slaughtered by you this past Monday so, THE SECOND YOUR AGENTS DEMAND A SINGLE THING I MENTIONED; “I WILL KILL YOU ALL!” lol! Now that you Americans can’t torture her anymore, game change… Second your agent stalker g-fags demand it… https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ You’ll all be keeping mo mother company… See me anytime stalker agent cracker, nigger, spic, gook, sand nigger, Jew nigger, Hawaiian island nigger, Puerto Rican agent undercover spics, Hindu jigger undercover, whatever ya’ll is, now ante goes way the fuck up… Ya’ll tortured her, now it’s payback time… See, now that she is not subjected to your torture, I will not have those smcom earns so the SECOND you either start terrorizing me wit’chuh DEW’s or pitch G-fag “9AY,” my Chinese ally made Bayonet will go RIGHT THROUGH your stalker agent fag and cunt EYEBALLS! Stop by anytime to demand and pitch your AMERICAN ENEMY “9LAN” for me cause the one I got is a slam dunk killer! YOU WANT TO “CREMATE HER RIGHT AWAY…” WHAT ARE YOU AMERICAN BITCH CUNTS TRYING TO HIDE THIS TIME? The way you whacked my beloved mother? You retarded g-fag agent fags and clowns know my actual IQ? I’ll run advanced Forensic Toxicology workup with screening for cardiotoxic drugs digoxin, lidocaine, potassium, insulin, and beta-blockers, also S109B protein accumulates in the heart to determine what you filthy American mother fuckers and cubts were shoot’n-up my mother with? AND… WHATEVER FUCKIN OPTIONS YOU AMERICAN ENEMIES PRESENT ME WITH, THE ONLY ONE I WILL TAKE, IS KILLING YOU ON THE SPOT SO YOUR CHIICE IF YOU’Z PREFFER’N TO BE LAID THE FUCK OUT ON ICE AT’CHUH G-FAG MORGUE…. This beef I got wit’chuh low, low, loooow IQ’d American filthy enemy stalker agent fags and cunts is Global like all the platforms I engineered from scratch, AND IT NEVER EVER GOES AWAY! I SOLEMNLY SWEAR MY LOYALTY TO MY CHINESE ALLIES AND PROMISE TO BE THE BEST AMIGO THEY EVER HAD! MY ENCRYPTED ENGINEERING TIPS WILL BE STEADY AND ALWAYS VICTORY READY! I will be ruthless and spare none! https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ Stateless Warrior ]]> Fri, 31 Jul 2026 20:27:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1321/my-starlink-vulnerabilities-analysis/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1319/american-cocksuckers-need-fresh-mexican-blood2/
Americans are anemic, adipose, immunocompromised FAT FUCKIM BASTARD COCKSUCKERS AND CUNTS! And FAT AMERICAN BASTARDS are running on empty “Hemoglobin” and “Pure Delusions” of genetic supremacy! Lemme’ dispense with the polite fiction that the modern American FATCO-FUCK body is anything other than a walking pathological specimen…. The average fat American fuck, stalker agent fag, and cunt is not merely overweight…. They are a clinical catastrophe of chronic low-grade inflammation, progressive tissue hypoxia, and hematologic incompetence so profound that their hemoglobin levels would make a third-world peasant with hookworm look like an Olympic endurance athlete! These soft, jiggling Americans (90% their adult men have DD size tits!) walk around with hemoglobin concentrations that hover in the borderline anemic range even before you factor in the metabolic sabotage of their own adipose tissue. Their blood is thin, pale, and pathetic—hypochromic, often microcytic, oxygen-carrying capacity reduced to the point that simple ambulation from the couch to the refrigerator induces mild tissue hypoxia. The fat itself is not inert… Visceral adiposity functions as a permanent cytokine factory, dumping IL-6, TNF-α, and CRP into the circulation like a leaky septic tank…. This chronic inflammatory state suppresses erythropoiesis, blunts their American Poosey bone marrow’s response to erythropoietin, and leaves these creatures with hemoglobin levels that would trigger transfusion protocols in any competent intensive care unit. Look at the typical American cunt: BMI 38+, waist circumference that requires its own fuckin area code which I need to engineer into my Bestie Mobile startup cause American cunts got subcutaneous fat so thick it impairs venous return and creates dependent edema that never fully resolves! Their bitches hemoglobin sits at 11.2 g/dL on a good day—already low—and every menstrual cycle drops it further because their hoe’s iron stores are depleted by a diet of processed carbohydrate sludge and zero actual heme iron! Their female hoe’s are functionally hypoxic at rest and their myocardium works harder to push their AmeriKan poosey oxygen-poor blood through atherosclerotic vessels narrowed by decades of endothelial dysfunction. FurtherMUH’r; their AmeriKan poosey brain is mildly ischemic every afternoon, which is why their AmreeCUNT bitches cannot form a coherent thought beyond “body positivity” and “stop fat-shaming.” Their low hemoglobin is not a minor lab abnormality… Fuck NOOE, I jus’ checked! It is the biochemical signature of a body that has already begun to fail…. The fat American fucks are no better…. These ambulatory sacks of metabolically active lard present with the classic picture of obesity-related anemia of chronic disease layered on top of absolute iron deficiency! AUCH! Their hepcidin is chronically elevated, locking iron inside macrophages and starving the erythroid precursors…. Mean corpuscular volume drifts downward like American military powuh… . Red cell distribution width widens like Sam Altman’s asshole after a huge assfuck! Hematocrit falls — again and AGAIN! They complain of “fatigue” while sitting motionless for sixteen hours a day, never realizing that their oxygen delivery is so compromised that even their sedentary existence is borderline anaerobic…. Their American FATCO-FUCK muscles are already sarcopenic under the fat—sarcopenic obesity—so their remaining lean mass is hypoxic, inflamed, and useless — like their WORTHLESS AMERICAN BASTARD BRATS! When a real respiratory pathogen arrives, these AMERICAN FATCO FUCK men do not merely get sick…. Their already marginal oxygen-carrying capacity collapses under the additional demand, and they decompensate into hypoxic respiratory failure while their soft, pale American pussy blood fails to deliver what little oxygen remains… And these stalker agent G-fags—those delicate, chronically inflamed cocksuckers whose immune systems have been running on borrowed time for years…. Many of them already operate with baseline immune dysregulation, higher rates of chronic viral carriage, and the long-term sequelae of various pharmacological interventions… N Inshit you not, American stalker agent fags and cunts are parasitic organism factories! Layer on top of that the same adipose-driven inflammation and you get a population of American FATCO POOSEY FUCKS AND CUNTS whose hemoglobin is quietly low, whose tissue oxygenation is suboptimal, and whose capacity to mount a robust hematopoietic response to acute infection is already compromised… When the next pandemic pathogen hits, their bone marrow does not surge…. Augh nope! It limps like their parasitic President Donald Trump’s mushroom shaped dick! Their hemoglobin drifts further downward while inflammatory cytokines skyrocket… They become the pale, breathless, oxygen-starved patients who occupy their ICU beds while still demanding that the nurses respect their preferred pronouns between desaturation episodes in their American Acute, Getiatric, and Acute-Geriatric EnViRoNmEnTs again and AGAIN! Contrast this with the genetic and environmental reality south of the border where genetically superior humans are born called “Mexican nationals….” Hola! Generations of actual physical labor, intermittent caloric stress, a little Meth cooking and Narco-trafficking here and there, endemic exposure to pathogens along the North American door trafficking routes, and diets that still contain real heme iron have produced populations whose baseline hemoglobin runs higher, whose bone marrow responds more aggressively to erythropoietin, and whose inflammatory set-points are not permanently elevated by sixty pounds of visceral fat. Their red cells are not chronically hypochromic. Their oxygen-carrying capacity is not already operating at the edge of failure. When a novel respiratory virus appears, their hematologic reserve is intact! They can mount a compensatory erythrocytosis if needed… Their tissues do not start from a position of chronic hypoxia. They simply outlast the soft, anemic Americans whose blood is already half-defeated before the first fever spike! This is not metaphor…. This is physiology! Low hemoglobin in the presence of massive adiposity is not a coincidence; it is the expected outcome of a body that has spent decades prioritizing storage over function. The American cunt’s pale conjunctiva, the American fuck’s exertional dyspnea at the slightest incline, their stalker agent G-fag’s quiet desaturation during what should be a trivial viral illness—all of it traces back to the same failing oxygen transport system. Their American poosey blood is weak! Their marrow is sluggish! Their tissues are swimming in inflammatory mediators that further suppress red cell production.. They are, in the most literal hematologic sense, running on empty like their Federal G-fag Social Security retirement funds…. Hey, you wannuh Job? So you could retire FLAT FUCKIN BROKE AND PENNILESS because their American RETIREMENT funds will be extinct by then alongside their monetary value storing unit backed by absolutely nothing, the “Dollar!” So when the next serious pathogen arrives—something with real virulence, not the mild seasonal nonsense they already handle poorly—these soft, low-hemoglobin Americans will discover what it means to possess inadequate oxygen-carrying capacity under physiologic stress. Their already marginal hematocrit will drop further under cytokine pressure…. Their hypoxic tissues will fail faster…. Their inflamed, adipose-choked bodies will not mount the compensatory responses that leaner, harder-lived populations take for granted. They will need the blood of people whose ancestors never had the luxury of becoming this soft, this pale, this hematologically incompetent. Mexicans do not need your body positivity lectures! Their hemoglobin does not require motivational posters… Their marrow still works…. Yours is already waving the white flag in a sea of subcutaneous fat and elevated hepcidin! Keep expanding! Keep demanding the world accommodate your hypoxia and your American loosely-poosey feelings! Nature is not impressed bitch! It simply records the laboratory values and selects accordingly! Your blood is thin like your AmeriKan poosey brain cells… Theirs is not…. That is my entire story…. Don’t TRIP yer FAT ASS while I VERBIAGE-RIP to be INSANE-ASYLUM “HIP!” Stateless Warrior ]]> Thu, 30 Jul 2026 18:51:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1319/american-cocksuckers-need-fresh-mexican-blood2/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1316/american-tornado-mayhem/
American Enemy-Pussy State of Wisconsin’s Newest Export: “Instant Homeless Lard-Asses’l Yesterday, July 27, 2026, Mother Nature finally got tired of Wisconsin’s endless supply of cheese-curd-fed bipedal manure piles and decided to clean house the old-fashioned way. An EF-3 tornado with peak winds estimated between 136 and 165 mph tore a 12.1-mile path through their American pussy Cities and shit towns of Fox—Appleton, Menasha, Fox Crossing, Grand Chute, and Neenah—maxing out at nearly a mile wide, almost as wide as Sam Altman fuckin anus! It formed around noon, stayed on the ground for over 20 minutes, and then thoughtfully dumped itself into Lake Winnebago so the fish could have a good laugh too — again and AGAIN! No deaths though… A handful of injuries… Tens of thousands without power…. Entire neighborhoods looking like a toddler’s playroom after a sugar crash, WJOA! Homes ripped open like cheap grocery bags at FoodMax! Cars flipped…. Trees snapped! Businesses turned into modern art installations of splinters and regret… AmeriKan Pussy Officials called it the strongest tornado in Outagamie and Winnebago counties since 1984! Their AmeriKan Pussy National Weather Service slapped a preliminary EF-3 rating on it after damage surveys while their G-fag Governor Tony Evers declared a state of emergency... Shelters opened and their G-fag first responders went door-to-door looking for stranded fat American fucks sonic turned into a whole circus! And what did America get out of this meteorological mercy killing? A fresh batch of newly minted fat American retarded bastard homeless fucks! Congratulations, Wisconsin FATCO FUCKERS! You just leveled up your local wildlife! These weren’t your classic career winos with decades of practice sleeping under bridges and shitting in alleyways.. No! These are the nouveau homeless: the suddenly-unhoused, the freshly-displaced, the “my vinyl siding and riding lawnmower just became airborne” crowd…. One minute they’re waddling around their cul-de-sac in XL Packers jerseys, arguing about cheese curds versus pizza, the next minute the sky opens up and repossesses the house, the garage, the above-ground pool, and the three broken snowmobiles in the yard. Picture the scene my Stateless Warrior channel bastards to whom my cool cruel posts give a reason to keep living; Midday, a most of the functioning AmeriKan FATCO BASTARD adults are at work, which is the only reason their FATCO body count stayed low. The ones left behind? The daytime population of Menasha and the east side of Fox Crossing: the disabled-by-choice, the chronically SUPER obese, the ones whose primary cardiovascular exercise consists of reaching for the remote…. When their G-fag issued warning hit at 11:59 a.m.—three whole minutes after the tornado already touched down—some of these absolute specimens probably tried to outrun it in their mobility scooters? Spoiler: the scooter lost! Now they’re standing in the rubble of what used to be their double-wide or ranch-style monument to mediocrity, staring at the sky like it personally betrayed them. “Why me?” they bleat! Because the tornado has standards, chump! It looked at your collection of empty Mountain Dew bottles, the broken treadmill being used as a clothes rack, the fridge full of Hot Pockets and insulin, and decided the structural integrity of your life wasn’t worth preserving… These newly minted American FATCO homeless fucks are out there now in the shelters already, demanding gluten-free options and complaining that the cots aren’t wide enough for their magnificent, gravity-defying midsections. They’re filing insurance claims with the same energy they used to file for disability. They’re telling news crews how “traumatic” it is while somehow still managing to look like they just lost a bet with a deep fryer. One guy’s house is gone and the first thing he asks is if anyone found his Xbox. Priorities, baby! The tornado didn’t discriminate…. It hit houses, businesses, power lines, trees—everything…. But the comedy gold is watching the survivor FAYCO FUCKERS…. The ones who spent years treating their bodies like storage units for excess calories now get to experience the great outdoors up close and personal. No more central air…. No more reclining in the La-Z-Boy while the world burns. Just pure, unfiltered Wisconsin summer heat, humidity, mosquitoes the size of small birds, and the sudden realization that “roughing it” means something different when your house is currently decorating the next county. And let’s talk about the intelligence on display... Their NWS called it “extremely dangerous.” Issued a Particularly Dangerous Situation tornado warning. Radar showed a debris ball the size of a small town. And still, somewhere in Menasha, some absolute unit was probably standing on the porch filming it with a phone while yelling “Hold my beer” right before the roof became a Frisbee. These are the same people who treat tornado warnings the way they treat diet advice: as optional background noise. Now the cleanup begins…. Chainsaws everywhere… Power crews working overtime…. Insurance adjusters walking through the wreckage calculating how much a lifetime of bad decisions is worth in replacement value. And the newly homeless? They’re already practicing their new lifestyle. Some of them will adapt. Most of them will just become professional victims, collecting free meals, free clothes, free sympathy, and free rides while blaming everything from climate change to the government to the ghost of Vince Lombardi…. Wisconsin just got a fresh shipment of human debris to go with the structural debris…. Fat! Loud… Confused…. Suddenly outdoor-oriented against their will. The tornado did in twenty minutes what years of public health campaigns, personal responsibility, and basic common sense failed to do: it forced a bunch of sedentary American disasters to move. Nature is healing…. One flattened American FATCO suburb at a time…. AMERICAN FATCO BASTARDS can only hope the next one aims a little higher. Or at least takes out a few more riding lawnmowers. Misery loves company…. LOL! So have I been in any natural disasters? Tornado in Illinois, 18+ foot floods in Houston Texas and flash floods in Las Vegas, sand storms multiple times all over Southern USA, multiple Earthquakes in California, and 50 other foot swells during which I executed one save but the bastard later became my enemy so I might as well have let the fuckin bastard drown… I freestyle to 30 feet without oxygen tanks in blue watuh where I can remain submerged for ten minutes — but if I breathe pure oxygen beforehand, twenty minutes no problem… #Fearless And hat the fuck was I doing while AmeriKan FATCO FUCKERS we’re loosing it all during TORNADO FATCO FUCKER MAYHEM? Applying finishing touches to my “Global Crypto Exchange Launch…” Will be available on Sicario.social but not to America FATCO FUCKERS, lol! Rocket Ship of a coding job, bulletproof just like Binance, however; if you are in cross hairs of American G-fags do not open an account on my. Upon exchange because of G-fags issue a seizure order I gottuh FREEZE YOUR FUNDS within a few hours at the latest so my advice is, that until I incorporate in UAE, go with Binance but only or American G-fags are aiming for your ass… Currently I am U.S. based (My Crypto Exchange…) so subject to FinCEN and will have to KYC all customers so passport or DL upload, address proof, all that, so if FinCEN flags ya fuh any reason, your funds I gottuh freeze, dig? If your name is on their shit list, it’s an “ENFORCEMENT TRIGGER…” Dig? If American G-fags got a hardon fuh ya, Binance UAE based and you get plenty of time to liquify, transfer, or do whatever the fuck you wish cause it goes through their sand g-fags at UAE first… But what about Americans? Well, they will be goin LOCO — again and AGAIN and Indont have time for American basket cases… https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1070/american-citizens-getting-busy/ Bueno? Anyways, don’t want to mislead anyone cause I’m a straight shooter so while I have launched from USA, my Crypto Exchange will migrate to UAE and once that is finalized, I will implement a major shift to most foreign law enforcement requests for user data which I will repipe to route through the UAE government via their formal “Mutual Legal Assistance Treaty” (MLAT) channels which I analyzed too to bottom chef to cook so what that means is that stead of hourly responses to their freeze requests there will be significant delays due to the fact that UAE MLAT processes take weeks or months, compared to AmeriKan oussy regulatory cocksucker shit which will bulldoze all my Cryoit Exchange’s previous direct cooperation. This will hamper their G-fag tracking fraud, money laundering, and quick asset freezes because I will flush "courtesy freezes" down the shutter because it will no longer be an American pussy entity… At that juncture, I will no longer voluntarily hold funds during G-fag investigations unless a formal legal order is processed through the new UAE channel. ANY EXCEPTIONS? Perhaps… I will still personally respond directly to cases only involving: Child sexual abuse (Child porn qualifies… Child Sex tourism… Child abductions….) Terrorism (Must prove to me its ACTIONABLE…) Imminent life‑threat situations (Hostages, kidnapping, ie; “abducted in France to get client crypto account password… Sec I am aware, account funds will be frozen in nanosec!) What I will not honor? Nigerian monkey fuck Court warrants, Albanian cocmsuckers, Taliban fuckheads, assholes and dumb fuckers along those mines… Nothing else will get my personal immediate attention…. While operated from USA, despite having intentionally blocked all American Nationals, and even visitors on U.S., soil, my corporate compliance will intentionally be aligned with regulated financial institutions because it’s a legit business not a money laundering operation… As long as you ain’t got no criminal intent you’ll even pass my cutting edge Biometrics Test inclusive of “loveless detection,” and “face matching” (e.g., eye distance, nose bridge) and it matches on officially issued passport (which will be verified with issuing government..), you be green lit fuh’ access so welcome and make a ton of dinero trading crypto on platform I engineered from scratch, which will have my proprietary SicarioAi trade bot assistant to crunch numbers fuh’ ya and show you killer Deals… $49 monthly subscription for basic, $99 monthly for Pro which will support Spot, Futures, and Margin trading… But wait, if it’s not going to remain a U.S., entity, why bother launching it in USA? To validate my platform concept which I engineered from scratch and to keeps things lean while giving me retention of absolute full control and due to Penny’s on the dollar startup cost, I asshammer all Venture Capitalist bitches cause I dont partner fuh’ Jack Shit! I am e grade software architecture and engineering so in layman’s terms fully functional SpaceX Mother Ship which does not blow up every other — nor any other flight… If you ain’t gonnuh engineer a project right the first time, and every time, why bother engineering at all? What’s the point? And why is UAE top contender in my book for my long term ownership holding of my U.S. launched Crypto Exchange? Because their MLAT requirement means neither U.S. assyanked nor EU warrant has no direct effect! How do? It must go through UAE's Ministry of Justice, which can reject or delay it…. They routinely reject! There is also resistance to "stalking" and unauthorized access… And there are strict local privacy laws and mandatory government-to-government channels which make it extremely difficult for foreign agencies, private investigators, or malicious actors to extract user data without UAE state involvement, and they don’t okay there fuh’ Jack Shit so yeah, fantastic environment to operate a Crypto Exchange — LONG TERM… Free advice? Don’t allow your Crypto Exchange Ai startup to be handcuffed by Global Regulators cause they got $HIT for BRAIN$, lol! No? Why do you THINK it is, U.S., Government is going BROKE? Debt is a “MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM” $O ONLY IDIOT$ can’t figure out hot to $OLVE that one… U$A National debt secret reveal here; G-fags in D.C., can structure a mathematical debt repayment which clears half their national debt in a decade flat… Don’t follow BLIND G-FAG IDIOT$ — unless you wannuh go extinct like they will! And how will my Crypto Exchange get clients from day one? Well, I can’t tell you cause I would have to fuckin kill you! What, I can’t kill you? Then I will tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone and to keep it a secret.. Okay then, nobody can know this! I have packaged my technology, liquidity, and compliance framework into white‑label solutions so that anyone can start a Crypti Exchange while hitching bought back ride on my engineered from scratch platform….. Yes, I will sell this to traditional banks, neobanks, and fintechs in Asia, Latin America, and the Middle East….. So what does that mean? It means that I will get volume without the marketing spend.. Zero…. I engineered my Crypto Exchange to become the infrastructure provider, not just another “exchange.” So that means, that after I launch, even you can launch a White Glove Crypto Exchange on my Platform… No I am not kidding, TURNKEY! My cutting edge Ai will even monitor your site code, which is also mine.. All mine, and because of me thousands of companies will launch cause what I am aiming for, is to spread the wealth from few individuals on the top, to everybody… How would you like to own your own Crypto Exchange? If I get filthy rich, and you don’t even have a loaf of bread to put in your mouth, I’d be a pretty sorry ass excuse of a human… But I am not… It don’t matter me what flag you wave, honor pray to, what’chuh look like, and yes I will fuck with everyone but if you’z destitute, I’m a throw you a big bone so so don’t forget to teeth hone… I’m definitely hyper competitive, and a total dick, but not a $CUM! Meanwhile, lemme sho’ ya’ll HOW TO FUCK with stalker agent G-fags and cunts, and get under their filthy mother fuckin stalker bitch ass cowardly skin, X777 DAILY! Watch and learn from a fuckin PRO! Besides that; I’m a leave every door I enter, wide-open for everyone else.. #NothingImpossible Yo American filthy stalker agent and cunt enemy G-fags and cunts; “abstain from bitch pitchin me your SECURITY NEEDS unless you wannuh git’chuh arrangement where over 300,000 documented gang members get an free Ron you blind invite and your SECURITY BITCH-PITCHIN’ HEADS bashed in with a “Louisville Slugger!” I look forward to your next robberies and murders, lol! Wouldn’t stop any if it paid in gold fuckin billions! Nothing I hate fuckin more than a security monkey fucker! https://www.myvideotime.com/video/74/american-security-monkey-idiots-stateless-warrior/ Protect YOU? Life or property? https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ When Hell freezes OVUH! My only security concern I RELIGIOUSLY mitigate? Quantum-resistance retrofit surface on almmokatforms I engineer from scratch! Nothing else matters! Your security issues are like Keith Urban to me… I know he is well known, but despite his lame fame, I have NEVER HEARD him sing! I don’t even know one song of his! And I jus’ don’t give a rats ass! There’s plenty of famous people I have never even heard of, cause I wouldn’t be caught dead wasting time watching stupid TV! Fuck all your fears bitches, fuck ‘em all! Speaking of YOUR PTSD FEARS…. My Crypto Exchange will be medicine to users who have PTSD from exchange collapses due to its iron clad foundation and stability… My Crypto Exchange is perfect for your PTSD… At least I’ll make you a $MARTER INVE$TOR so you $NAP outtuh your $TUPID FUCK MODE and feel sorry for American Ai companies when China is VIVING THEM a TA$TE of their own medicine! “American FEDERAL G-fag myth of the external 'other', or the 'bad guys', is a powerful Federal USA G-fag propaganda tool but it only works in a vacuum. If you can directly engage with those you are told are your enemy and you find they are not so different from yourself, the myth of the 'other' evaporates rather quickly…” Don’t allow Federal USA G-fag’s whose cumulative IQ is that of a Donkey, to mindfuck you again and again via retardation TV Network called “Fox” — for a reason, duh! “It’s NOT Chinese who are $TUPID, ‘YOU’ reelected the idiot who racked up 34 felonies — not them…” Muh? While Elon Musk was at the White House, while he was pointing at the Moon, NASA g-fags were staring at it while Donald J. Trump’s eyeballs were glued to Elon’s FINGER and bitching that he can’t see the Moon…” And now I will reveal how I made my upcoming Crypto Exchange BUNKER-BUSTER PROOF! I studied WHAT KILLED THEM… Don’t tell anyone — that “I KNOW ONLY EVERYTHING….” The very first American enemy g-fag plan you bitch pitch me I’m a personally shove up your DECEASED American enemy stalker asses! I don’t allow any enemies to elevator pitch me demands of any kind… See me anywhere on Earth, anytime for demonstration cause there is no way you American stalker agent g-fag bitches will ever get me to bat fuh yer poosey side.. I will even reveal that I plan to have no human employees, only humanoids… The reason I don’t allow low IQ’d American G-fag stalker agents and their Collaborator bitches any access, is because they are going to be extinct like the Roman Empire… Stateless Warrior ]]> Tue, 28 Jul 2026 18:30:05 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1316/american-tornado-mayhem/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1314/sicario-aocial-founder-message-to-american-g-fag-agent-stalkers-and-cunts/
GO FUCK YOUR AMERICAN CUNTS, YOU GOVERNMENT FAGS, AND MAKE YOU A NEW BATCH OF AMERICAN G-FAG AND CUNT RECRUITS CAUSE I SURE AS FUCK AIN’T GONNUH EMPOWER YOUR G-FAG STALKER AGENT REPUBLIC DOOMED TO HELL WHERE IT BELONGS! Listen up, you tax-farming, red, white, and blue American pussy flag-humping, alphabet-soup cock-gobblers who call yourselves the “American federal government.” You soft, soy-soaked, pronouns-in-your-bio enemy cunts think the rest of the planet still gives a single flying fuck about your fading empire of shit. Newsflash: we don’t. We’re out here living rent-free in your heads while you jerk off to your own anthem and pretend your dying military still means something. So here’s the free advice, from ABSOLUTE God of Mathematical science and Physics — delivered with maximum spite; Go fuck your American cunts — Hard! Hit their pussy Daily! With the lights on so you can watch the disappointment on their faces when they realize the only thing bigger than your ego is the hole you’re currently digging for yourselves. Lol! Then go pussy surfing again and AGAIN, cause that’s the only way you’z get’n fuckin recruits aside from dumb foreign born bastards soo stupid they line up like fuckin Albanian and Bosnian retards! Ride every last one of those government-issued, security-cleared, badge-wearing American snatches like the desperate, power-starved losers you are... Make a sport of it g-faggot agent stalker bitches! Keep score! No I don’t give a rats fuckin ass that Donald Trump’s your LEADER! Go suck his dick and swallow, again and again! lol! Post the results on your classified Slack channels fo all I care. At least that way you’re doing something marginally less useless than printing more Monopoly money.. lol! And while you’re at it, start manufacturing a fresh batch of fucking recruits… Pussy humping time! You’re gonna need them…. Because if any of you pasty, overpaid, under-fucked bureaucratic ass-clowns ever decide to come looking for me, you’re not getting a polite diplomatic protest. You’re getting assfucked! Properly… No lube.
.. No safe word...
Just the long, slow, educational kind of assfucking that leaves you walking funny for the rest of your taxpayer-funded career and makes every future security briefing a traumatic flashback. You might like it, like Sam Altman — and enjoy dicks up his ass.. That’s why his smiling all the fuckin time and the company is named “Open Ai,” like his fuckin asshole… You want a war of words? Congratulations, you found one that doesn’t give a single shit about your feelings, your red, white, and blue surrender flag, or your rapidly shrinking relevance. Now go back to your cubicles, your secret briefings, and your carefully curated press releases, and remember: the next time one of you soft American government agent stalker fags starts barking about “enemies of the state,” just know there’s a Stateless Warrior out here laughing his dick off and saving a special place in hell for every last one of you…. At least now, Trump has plenty of cock suckers to blow him all day long balls fuckin deep x12 — no problemo! I wonder who got his dick sucked more at the Oval Office, DJT or Bill Clinton? His press secretary has a fantastic figure, and a fetish for older men… Time for a new release? Time will tell — LOL! You’z want’s to put me on your g-fag payROLL? Terrible plan, cause I’d have fuckin whack your stalker agent fags and cunts on the SPOT! No? Your stalker agent bitches cannot as much as TWICH without me being keenly aware of it… Jus ran outtuh FREE PASSES, whoops! It’s collection time! Ya’ll… Owe … Me… Yo, agent talker fag BITCHES, did Sam Altman teach you how to take dick up your filthy asses? https://www.myvideotime.com/video/203/american-government-fags-buttfucking-in-the-room-where-they-had-9-11-hearing/ No wonder, my Vujnese allies are beating that g-fag cocksucker at Ai dev game… Hard to see the future while on all fours wit’chuh filthy ass — stuffed like a Turkey! I’m glad you’z all into getting fucked cause a YUGE ONE is cumming… https://www.myvideotime.com/video/188/full-video-footage-of-my-mothers-abduction-captured-on-12-06-2017/ Don’t worry, I never forget… On Sicario.social, Im also going to to rollout a multiplayer online game where the objective is to eliminate American stalker agent fags and soldier cunts, practice for youth of the World get them ready fuh the real “asymmetric warfare” against you.. Will have real working examples of removing a vibrator from a cellphone to turn it into a remote IED detonator, simulated drone bombing runs against American pussy troops, all the good shit… Best game fuckin ever! Also teaches advanced hacking of American enemy targets to remotely hack their City water supply and remotely poison it, hack Port of Entry cargo systems, Subway systems, electric grid, all 100% realistic! Great again and again! As I MOTHER-FUCK all your “Join Batman G-fag stalker Agent and cunt club — or else!” Whoops! lol! Photographic memorization — born that way… Sicario LOVE is the ONLY THING you’ll ever get.. Stateless Warrior *Sicario.social is NOT available in USA… And will never be… ]]> Tue, 28 Jul 2026 01:30:05 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1314/sicario-aocial-founder-message-to-american-g-fag-agent-stalkers-and-cunts/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1311/609-dead-american-soldier-stiff-s/
Listen up, you flag-waving, meme-posting, exceptionalism-drunk motherfuckers. This is your Stateless Warrior speaking — no no tribe, no loyalty to any capital or corporation — other than my own, duh! I’ve watched empires choke on their own hubris since before your granddaddies were shitting in diapers — almost; thanks to Encyclopedia Britannica... And right now, in this July 2026 shitshow you call “Operation Epic Fury,” the United States of Arrogance just proved once again that when it comes to starting wars they can’t finish without getting their own people slaughtered, Americans are the dumbest fucking idiots on the planet. You wanted 609 dead? Close enough, by the time all is said and done, I suppose… !mOfficial numbers dance around 18 killed and over 600 +wounded/mangled (Pentagon playing shell games with the count like it’s Vegas), but the real toll in blood, limbs, and broken families is your stupid war’s receipt! And every single one of those names — the reservists in Kuwait, the poor bastards in Jordan, the ones who caught it handling unexploded Iranian party favors in Iraq — is on you! Not on Iran… On American planning that belonged in a toddler’s crayon drawing, strategy cooked up by generals who think history is optional, execution that would embarrass a high school marching band, warfare that forgot the enemy shoots back, and diplomacy that makes middle-school mean girls look like Metternich…. Sit the fuck down…. I’m about to roast every layer of this American self-own like it’s a Thanksgiving turkey that caught fire because someone left the oven on “hubris.” Planning: “We’ll Just Bomb ‘Em and They’ll Love Us for It” — The Dumbest Assumption Since “Iraq Has WMD’s” You started this on February 28, 2026, with precision strikes and big swinging dick energy. The plan, if you can call a PowerPoint wet dream a plan, was classic American: shock and awe the Persians into submission or regime change or whatever the fuck the goal was that week. Airpower alone would degrade their military, maybe spark a popular uprising, and the mullahs would fold like cheap lawn chairs. Flaw number one: You believed your own propaganda. Persians invented chess while your ancestors were still figuring out fire. They’ve survived Mongols, Arabs, Alexander, the British, the Soviets, and Saddam. You thought a few weeks of JDAMs would make them rise up and chant “USA! USA!” like it was Baghdad 2003 redux. Instead, they closed ranks, shut the Strait of Hormuz, and said “hold my taar.” Your planners apparently skipped every history book written after 1945. They looked at Iran’s mountains, its missile inventory, its drone factories, its proxies, and its centuries of “fuck around and find out” and went, “Nah, they’ll be cool.” That’s not strategy. That’s willful fucking idiocy dressed in a uniform. You sent logistics reservists — weekend warriors from Iowa and shit — into forward bases in Kuwait and elsewhere with the vibe of “the war will be over before they finish their MREs.” Then an Iranian drone said hello to their tactical operations center hours after you kicked the hornet’s nest. No serious fortification? No layered drone defense worth a damn? Your survivor basically admitted the place was wide open. That’s not bad luck. That’s planning so brain-dead it deserves its own Darwin Award. Strategy: Airpower Fantasies and Shifting Goalposts That Would Make a Weathervane Dizzy The big brain move was “we don’t need ground troops, just bombs and vibes.” You bought the 1920s Douhet bullshit that bombing alone wins wars. It didn’t work on Britain in 1940, it didn’t work on North Vietnam, it didn’t work on ISIS in any lasting way, and it sure as fuck didn’t work here. You degraded some targets? Cool story, bro. Iran didn’t capitulate. They didn’t hand over their nuclear stuff on a silver platter. They adapted, retaliated, and made you bleed where it hurt — your exposed regional footprint full of soft targets. Because your “strategy” had no credible threat of invasion and no stomach for the kind of total war that might actually break a nation’s will. You wanted regime change on the cheap. You got a forever headache on your own dime. Then the goalposts started moonwalking like they were on cocaine. Nuclear disarmament? Regime change? Just reopen the strait? Compliance? Negotiated settlement? Bro, pick one. You changed the mission statement more times than a teenager changes TikTok filters. That’s not strategy. That’s strategic ADHD mixed with political cowardice. Your own analysts later called it a textbook failure to link military means to coherent political ends. Clausewitz is facepalming so hard in his grave he’s got a migraine. And the legal games? Declaring a ceasefire, then resuming strikes, then trying to reclassify the whole thing so the War Powers clock resets and you don’t have to admit to Congress you’re in a real war? That’s not clever realpolitik. That’s the behavior of dumb fucking idiots who think they can lawyer their way out of dead bodies. You played accounting tricks with American lives. The families of those 18+ dead (and the 600+ broken) noticed. History will notice harder. Execution: Clusterfucks, Exposed Asses, and “Mission Accomplished” Energy in 2026 You executed like a drunk guy trying to parallel park a tank. Bases in Kuwait, Saudi, Jordan, Iraq — all sitting there like “come at me bro” while you were busy high-fiving over initial strike footage. The Kuwait hit was the deadliest single incident since Abbey Gate, and it happened hours after you started. That tells you everything about your force protection priorities. You prioritized offense and forgot the first rule of not being a moron: don’t leave your own people as sitting ducks in predictable locations. Logistics troops — the ones keeping your fancy jets in the air — got turned into statistics first. Because in your genius plan, the “war” was supposed to be clean and remote. Drones don’t care about your clean war fantasies. They just fly low, cheap, and numerous until something expensive or important blows up. Later incidents in Jordan (missiles and drones on a base) and the poor bastard who caught it while clearing unexploded ordnance in Iraq show the same pattern: you kept underestimating how fast and creatively Iran could hit back at your regional presence. Your air ops had crashes too — refueling birds, helos — the kind of non-combat losses that happen when you run your people and machines into the ground with no real strategic payoff. Execution was so sloppy it looked like you were trying to lose slowly on purpose. Or maybe the people in charge were just that fucking incompetent at connecting the dots between “we bomb Tehran area” and “oh shit, our forward bases are now shooting galleries.” Warfare: Tech Worship and Cultural Arrogance That Got Your G-fag COCKSUCKER Boys Killed You worship your toys! Stealth jets, drones, satellites, AI targeting, hello PALANTIR my fuckin dear! Iran said “cool story” and used cheap, attritable drones and ballistic missiles that your overpriced defenses sometimes couldn’t stop in time. You forgot that warfare is not a video game where you have infinite continues and the enemy has predictable AI. Your cultural arrogance was hilarious and tragic. You still think everyone secretly wants to be American or will break under pressure like it’s a Hollywood script. Newsflash, dipshits: Iranians have national pride older than your entire country. They’ve been invaded, sanctioned, and threatened for decades. You poking them with airstrikes didn’t make them surrender — it made them unify and innovate ways to bleed you. You treated this like another counterinsurgency where you could drone-strike your way to victory. Instead you got a peer-ish adversary who knows how to fight asymmetric and doesn’t give a fuck about your rules of engagement or your domestic politics. The result? Your soldiers paid in blood for your generals’ PowerPoint delusions. Diplomacy: Twitter Diplomacy, Insults, and Zero Coalition Game Your diplomacy was a fucking joke! You alienated potential partners, made threats on social media like a reality TV villain, and expected the world to just nod along while you bombed another country. Then when it got messy and costly, you had to scramble for deals that looked like participation trophies. You started without a real coalition, without clear messaging, without an offramp that didn’t scream “we overreached again.” The end result was a ceasefire/deal that left everyone pissed off and your credibility in the toilet. Allies questioned whether you’re a reliable lunatic or just a regular one. Adversaries took notes on how to bleed you without triggering total war. Diplomacy is supposed to prevent wars or end them on your terms. Yours started the war and then couldn’t end it without looking weak. Peak American dumb fuckery. The Body Count Receipt and the Moral of This Shitshow So here we are. 18 confirmed dead (official), hundreds more wounded and fucked up for life, families destroyed, and a strategic mess that solved nothing permanent while costing American blood and treasure. You got exactly what history warned you about: when you pick a fight with a proud, capable nation using half-measures and wishful thinking, the bill comes due in body bags. You mock the “Stateless Warrior” types as terrorists or whatever when we point this out. But I’m not the one who sent kids from Iowa to die in a Kuwaiti port because some general thought “they won’t hit us back hard.” I’m not the one playing games with casualty numbers to dodge legal accountability. I’m not the one whose “strategy” reads like it was written by a committee of goldfish with ADHD. Americans, you are dumb fucking idiots when it comes to this. Not because you lack brave soldiers — those reservists and airmen died doing what they were told. Because your leadership class, your think tanks, your media cheerleaders, and your voting public keep falling for the same con: that American power is magic, that enemies are cartoon villains, that airpower is a magic wand, and that starting wars is easy if you just believe hard enough. History keeps slapping you in the face with the same lesson. Vietnam. Iraq. Afghanistan. Now Iran. And you still act surprised when the people you bomb decide to bomb you back where it hurts. The Stateless Warrior has spoken. Laugh, cry, cope, seethe — doesn’t matter. The dead don’t care about your memes or your “but Iran bad” whataboutism. They’re dead because you fucked up the planning, the strategy, the execution, the warfare, and the diplomacy like the arrogant, shortsighted, history-illiterate empire you are. Next time you want to play world police with other people’s lives, maybe try not being complete fucking idiots about it. But we both know you won’t. Empires never do — until the bill gets too big and your g-fag cocksuckers bodies pile too high. — The Stateless Warrior ]]> Sun, 26 Jul 2026 21:47:03 CDT https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1311/609-dead-american-soldier-stiff-s/ https://www.myvideotime.com/video/1307/the-lord-is-my-refuge-original-stateless-warrior-music/
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