Why I'm so lucky

After years of struggle, bashing my head on walls, being kicked in the teeth, being sold out, ripped off, deceived and blood-sucked by so-called "fakes" - friends, lovers, semi-desperate attachés and half-wit psychophants who were nothing but a drag and a hindrance, a new dawn has begun for me. And I have primarily my family and fellow White Nationalists to thank for this blessing (and no, not South Africans; most of them are just pathetic losers and backstabbers - but true White Nationalist comrades, American and European folks) for what I see as The Ultimate Job. And this post is in honour and recogntion to those people who've put faith in my skills, who've given me this new opportunity. You know who you are. Thank you. M.