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the vestigial remnants of the cancel culture mob were all out in force demanding boycotts and censorship and playing that favorite role of theater kids everywhere: the victim.

but a funny thing happened on the way to the struggle session:

nobody cared.

academia roused itself to towering rage.

yawn.

newspapers manufactured outrage at printing press scale.

yawn. snork.

the internet exploded in outpourings of tearful anxiety projection and attempted villification.

and the jeans sold out in record time.

the same group that has held such sway over the last 10-15 years (and especially the last 5 or so) suddenly found itself powerless. you can’t have a cancel culture once no one listens to you anymore. you just become a poopy diaper baby committee squalling for attention that everyone is too exhausted and (increasingly) too wise to give you anymore. the world woke up to woke and realized that it was a self-digging hole that fed on appeasement. just like giving a cookie to a screaming child, the more you gave in to their demands for “tolerance,” the less they would tolerate and the more they would demand.

That's nice for Sidney, but still, putting that tranny freak on their beer is unforgivable.

Bud Light must die.

The brand must become a liability, worth less than nothing, or they will try it again sometime.

Countless hours of invective were aimed at her and at White people in general.

Of course, the owners of the jean company who made the advertisement are Jews. Not only are they Jews, they come from a wealthy dynastic merchant family who have commissioned their own edition of the Talmud. So suddenly, Talmudic Jews are bringing the Third Reich back to oppress non-White people. Of course that doesn’t matter. What matters is that White people cannot so much as hint at having a distinct genos and most certainly cannot express a healthy sense of pride in it.

American Eagle's beginning was with the Silverman family, which owned and operated Silvermans Menswear. By the mid-1970s, two of the Silverman brothers—the third generation of Silvermans in the family business—were running the business. Jerry Silverman was the president and CEO, while his brother, Mark, served as executive vice-president and COO.

She'll keep abreast of the swing states. Err...she'll swing a breast at the doggie style states. Er... she'll grasp a breast of the... Oh, fuck. Nevermind.