>>511423755
>Fuentes is a bona fide genius.
Because he dupes hordes of brownoids into donating to him? Also please dont mention legit suspicions hes a fed and his antiwhite work generaly supports these allegations.

People don’t hate Christianity because it’s strict or boring—they hate it because it’s evil, and they often don’t even realize why until much later. Those raised inside it—whether through family or culture—carry a vague, aching sense that something’s wrong. The guilt feels manufactured, the obedience unnatural, the “love” conditional and manipulative. It wraps itself in words like grace and salvation, but it’s really a psychological cage: obey or burn, believe or be broken. From birth, you're told you're filthy, unworthy, in debt to a god who demands blood, and they call this good news. That low hum of unease people feel in Christian households isn’t random—it’s the sound of spiritual abuse normalized over centuries.

And when you finally look at history, the mask falls off completely. You see crusades drenched in blood, inquisitions torturing dissenters, empires using the cross as a flag for genocide. You see pedophiles protected, cultures annihilated, and entire populations gaslit into thinking it was holy. Christianity didn’t civilize the world—it spiritually colonized it, replaced vibrant traditions with death cult dogma, and taught people to love their chains. The deeper people dig, the more they realize that sick feeling they had growing up wasn’t rebellion—it was clarity trying to survive. They don’t hate it for no reason. They hate it because it was always a lie, wrapped in threats and delivered by smiling monsters.

>>507833272
It was never some invisible god pulling the levers of tyranny—it was men with Bibles in their fists and blood in their eyes. Every empire baptized its violence, every execution was sanctified, every chain forged in the name of "divine order." It wasn’t God burning libraries, flattening cultures, silencing thinkers—it was Christians, foaming at the mouth to stamp their creed across every inch of the world. They didn’t spread light. They suffocated it. The tyranny didn’t descend from the sky—it came from the pulpit, cloaked in moral superiority and backed by the sword.

These weren’t lost sheep—they were jackals dressed as saints. They weaponized grace into guilt, turned love into leverage, and sold salvation like heroin. Generations were crushed under their spiritual regime, told their instincts were sinful, their thoughts dangerous, their lives disposable unless filtered through the rotting doctrine of men who claimed to speak for heaven. The real tyrant wasn’t some cosmic father—it was the horde of zealots who took his name, stamped it on flags, and used it to erase everything that didn’t kneel.