Another White Woman Spreads For Islam

News clippings about shitlib/antifa White women suffering the all-too-predictable consequences of taking their anti-White ideology seriously are an almost weekly occurrence. The latest is a howler, if you’re into schadenfreude so delicious the aftertaste lingers for weeks.

Antifa Chick Goes to Turkey With Muslim Loverboy, Gets Raped and Beaten

Lacy MacAuley is a well known radical left-wing Antifa organizer in Washington D.C. She was featured in Project Veritas’ undercover videos which exposed the #DisruptJ20 plot to violently disrupt President Trump’s inauguration.

Just like every other lunatic leftist, Lacy fell in love with Islam and became obsessed with helping Syrian ‘refugees’, wholeheartedly believing that Islam is the religion of peace. MacAuley details her experience dating a Turkish Muslim man, describing the hell and fear she lived in because he controlled every move she made, beat and raped her.

You should go to the link and read about the Rapefugee Enrichment Lacy MacAuley received in her own words (she lovingly detailed her international romance on her blog, natch). A few revealing excerpts:

The first two weeks were quite the love story. I observed that he was drinking heavily, and called him an “alky,” but it was just a joke at first.

Recall CH Maxim #[X]: A woman will hold a beta male endlessly accountable for the slightest infractions while promptly forgiving an alpha male the worst transgressions.

Then came our first fight. I had wanted to interview a local woman for an article on Syrian refugees. He did not approve. He knew the woman and did not like her, so he strictly forbade me from speaking with her. After I questioned his rationale, he yelled and stormed out of the room to go smoke a cigarette. I just stood in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. Of course, as a Western woman, no one had ever forbidden me from speaking with anyone else. It was a strange feeling: Don’t I have a mouth to speak? Why can I not use it as I wish?

There was another strange feeling in her vagina: SPLOOGE. You think I’m kidding? Nope. Read on. She stayed with the inbred sandwog for more than two months of sex (nonconsensual, she claims, though this post-cock rationalization is likely subject to alternative interpretation), after experiencing numerous episodes of his charming vibrancy. #LoveWins!

I honestly think that one of the reasons that I have been silent about this for two months has been that I did not want to feed into the narrative of Muslim men being aggressive. I didn’t want to fuel hatred or racism. But silence breeds complicity, and am now telling this story in order to heal.

“I didn’t want to feed the narrative of anti-Muslim hatred or racism, so I covered up a story of a hateful, abusive Muslim man feeding the narrative.”

Are empowered feminist shitlib women sick in the head, or are social pressures and dysfunction in the West simply permitting the omnipresent female id, including its worst instincts, to break out of its cage and roam freely? Perhaps feminist cunts with a pathologically enlarged empathy gland for foreign scum are more susceptible to indulging their primitive sexual compulsions when societal guardrails are removed?

Or maybe these shitlib chicks are unattractive and lonely and ignored by the alpha White men who are in vanishing supply among their shitlib social set.

Are they just garden variety attention whores?

This is Lacy MacAuley:

Manjaw. Manlips. Thousand cock stare. A bad combo for the continuation of Western Civ. This woman is a walking biohazard sign warning that you’ll have to check your sanity and illusion of paternity certainty at the door if you get involved with her.

How many women are like Lacy, in full-throated assault against their own culture and White men as they scuttle to shitholes to sexually adopt gutter filth pets as vanity projects to affirm their twisted libshit morality and soothe their undernourished maternal instinct? A thousand? A million? Tens of millions?

Canary in a coal burner. The Lacys of the West are a wide-open omen of social collapse coming to an endocrine-disrupted globalized outpost near you.

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PS On the subject of international hedonism, was G Manifesto at the Fyre Festival?