Jeff Mach

 You're a perpetual ManChild. A carnival hukster conman, conning others out of money and yourself out of emotional maturity. A scammer. A product of Boomer helicopter parenting and cultural entitlement. A sexual predator, who hides his Porphyrophilic predilections behind a simulacrum of Halloween themed "evil". You are a white trash grifter, a seller of plastic nothingness. Your events allow people, to put on masks to hide the lack of any substantive identity underneath. You're a bane to every community you've ever been in, and your name is whispered like that of the boogeyman that you are; as a forewarning to all those who join the communities you once frequented.  You masquerade as evil to make your own insufficiencies palpable, but your actual evil is pathetic and makes you a despicable human being worthy of only pity. You're like Envy at the end of Fullmetal Alchemist. Your ego needs the edgelord masquerade you espouse about yourself, but you lack any real characteristics or persona.  You're not a role player, because the role player gets out of his role occasionally. You are a Kayfabe personality who's gimmick revolves around some kind of edgeLord, 1990s Spencer gifts theme. Your a relic of the past, living in an abandoned mall. I'm not sure if you actually live in the past like some kind of victim of arrested development or if you're just a nostalgia vampire. You're an old greasy man, who surrounds himself with characters who look like they came out of either "the witches" or "a series of unfortunate events". you are count Olaf except much less competent. And yes, you did know the person who you eventually married before they were 18. 

Cornell 7 and my experience at a running KINK

 As someone who used to help run a sex-positive kink club; here is a list of evidence that this wasn't consensual. 

1. the group chat. the group chat clearly reads as a bunch of disgusting men taking advantage of a person. this wasn't planned ahead. it wasn't consensual. there was no previous agreement.  this was gang rape. 

2. if this had been planned there would have been evidence of it. text messages. corroborating witnesses. 

3. women don't lie about things like this. women don't just make allegations. this isn't a consensual act that the person later regretted. I've seen that happen. this isn't what it looks like. 

4. people don't take ketamine to have sex with people they don't know. I've been around responsible drug users. and I've been around people who have anonymous sex. people don't just get zonked out and allow people to do whatever they want with them. 

I'm sorry that I have to make this from the point of view that I do. 

but half my friends are involved in either burner,  Alt sex, swinger, pscyconautic or kink communities. and I've had my share of involvement in them, and this is NOTHING like that. and when assaults do happen in those communities it's very similar to this. 

ruin these men's lives. 

Reflections on truth and Mr. Rupple (911- 25 years ago)

 I had a lot of really great teachers over the years. Especially in college. The Godfather of all of these teachers was Mr. Rupple who I had for English in 10th and 12th grade. 

Mr Rupples classroom never felt like a classroom. In lieu of vocabulary tests or notebook work he would make us write essays with the weekly words we were supposed to learn. They could be about anything. They could just be nonsense. 

He openly encouraged banter in his classroom so long as it didn't cross over to bullying. He was always engaged. 

On September 11th I had him for last period. 

He pulled up a chair, in the middle of the classroom and talked to us not as a teacher, but as a mentor. 

He specifically told us that he could get in trouble for what he was about to say. 

He told us what happened. 

He warned us, what would happen.

He went into excruciating context. 

He explained why this was happening. 

It wasn't even 3:00 p.m., and he had already warned us that the people who did this, thought it was the right thing to do. 

H asked us to look into the stories we encountered in previous years, to understand that sometimes there are no good guys and bad guys. 

He flat out told us that a lot of adults would be lying to us over the next years. He asked that no one repeat that he told us what was happening, or the warnings that he gave us. 

What amazes me is that everything he said, was hauntingly true. Every warning. Not a single student ratted him out. 

Mr Ruppel was a wealthy white teacher who never talked any kind of liberation philosophy; but that day he didn't stay silent. 

Burninng Man thoughts (Genocide Series Part 2

 I don't think the blame lies with Burning Man.

Shitty people get attracted to nice things. 

We could say that Burning Man could be more responsible at keeping these people out. 

But truthfully we could all be responsible for keeping these people "out".

Not just out of Burning Man. 

We are a well-armed country. 

If there were no Raytheon employees, none of them could go to Burning Man. 

If we're going to offer criticism we should look in the mirror. 

You might not be Errol Musk, but are you a Luigi?

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What do you expect the organizers and attendees to do? Like you can come up with a plan to get rid of the people who bring their own 24/7 wait staff, and full fitted RVs to Burning man. If you wanted to you could come up with a way to phase that kind of person out of the festival. It would be hard but you could do it. But how do you stop Zionists or IDF scum from attending? 

Burning man has issues, but the problem here isn't Burning Man. It's Judaism.

The only way to stop these people from coming to your event is to ban them from coming to your event. Like on literal political or ethnic lines. That's what it would take. You would have to break the radical inclusion. The only way you can deal with this without breaking the radical inclusion is dealing with Judaism and Zionism outside of Burning Man. 

Every time someone comes to a burn with some kind of white power symbol or a swastika the ratio of people who support them is almost nil.

That's because in the real world, Nazi white supremacists symbolism is derided by a majority of people. And those who it's not derided by are usually not the people trying to come to Burning Man, or those who get ratioed. We need for people to think about Judaism and Zionism the way they think about white supremacism and Nazism. Judaism is and always was Ethnic supremacy. Just like Nazism is the end result of white supremacy, Zionism is the end result of Jewish supremacy.

The supremacy is in the Torah itself. The only way to make sure that there can be festivals without ethnic supremacy is to get rid of ethnic supremacists. And that's not really a burning man project

Thoughts During a Genocide Part 1

Below are some thoughts I had the last few years. 

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 A - "Hey what's a nasty rumor and stereotype that's spread about us that we want to dispel?"

B- " Well there's a stereotype, that our leaders and members  constantly monopolize media to manipulate and skew the opinions of the masses, and that they exert this control in a disproportionate way which makes it seem like we control the media"

A -"Yeah I think a good way to get rid of that false stereotype is for us to buy MORE media and manipulate the opinions of the masses to show them that the stereotypes are wrong"

B"perhaps we should instead institute policy changes and cohesive actual steps to increase the positive opinions people used to have about us, and face the criticism people are laying at our feet"

A "No that's dumb. why should we change they're the anti-semites. We are God's chosen people"

B" you are right, what could possibly go wrong?"

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My name is Vitaly and I was raised in Northeast Philadelphia amongst the Jewish community. 

I went to Hebew School in Northeast Philadelphia. In America, not in Israel and not in some settlement. 

We were literally taught to act like this by our teachers and Rabbis. 

In third grade my Rabbi taught us the n word to describe some situation he found himself in. That's in addition to the other colorful metaphors he had for Arabs and black people. 

The secular teachers they had at our school who were Jewish were called names because they weren't Orthodox enough. 

There was no distinction made between Palestinians, Muslims, and Arabs. They were all one horde who wanted to kill the Jews 

Muslimswere equivalent to satanists who distorted the holy text and all Arabs were barbarians. 

I wasn't abused at the school. I was coddled and loved within the frame of us being the chosen people. I was persuaded on every step to go further and further into the indoctrination of belonging to the chosen community. This is an America in the early '90s. The school was not outwardly Zionist even. This is just how sick this religion and culture is. 

I'm not saying other cultures and religions (including Islam) don't face similar problems. But there's nothing to compare to the level of degeneracy that is being propagated in most Jewish institutions. I say Jewish. Not Zionist. Not Israeli. Jewish. 

I'm not saying all Jews are evil. I'm not saying most to Jews are evil. 

Anti Zionism is not anti-semitism. But Zionism is a product of Jewish exceptionalism. Judaism is a dead religion. A zombie. Willing to bite anyone and anything in a blind survival state. Hitler didn't kill the Jews. The Jews killed themselves via Zionism. I don't think Judaism will ever recover. It's time to abandon it completely.

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FYI: To certain Jewish friends.

If you are Jewish and run a Kink/S&M Club in todays America ; you would have been a Hellenistic Jew in olden times.

If dressing up like the undead version of the main religious figure in your country is your thing; you would have been a Hellenistic Jew. 

If voting for inclusion of people from all walks of life to participate in democracy seems fair to you; you would have been a Hellenistic Jew. 

If men and women being romantically involved before marriage seems normal to you, let alone sitting together ; you would have been a Hellenistic Jew.

If eating bacon is your thing,

If you wanted to give your child the autonomy of not going through circumcision.

If you support interfaith marriages.

YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN A HELLENISTIC JEW. 

As a Hellenistic Jew, in olden times, your life might be put into jeopardy by Radical identitarian idilogues called Maccabes, from within your own faith. As a Hellenistic Jew you would have probably had to turn to your local non Jewish government for help with quailing those radicals. 

YOU CANNOT BE A MACCABE AND A HELLENISTIC JEW AT THE SAME TIME. 

YOU CANNOT BE THE PERPETRATOR AND THE VICTIM AT THE SAME TIME. 

Hanukkah is an ETHNOCENTRIC holiday. It is Zionism before Zionism existed. IT IS ANTI-ASSIMILATIONIST. 

Ethnocentric leftism doesn't exist. Ethnocentric leftism is how "socialist" Kibbutz allowed themselves to steal Palestinian land. 

Jews must choose. You can't play both sides anymore. Israel is proof. Israel was proof before October 7th, and it certainly proof now. You can't be a nationalistic leftist.

You can't condone attacking someone else's Temple while hiding out in yours.

You can't kick people off their land and cut off their electricity in the ghetto you put them in and still light the Hanukkah candles.

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History doesn't look at the Native American Holocaust like this and won't do anything close to this for the Palestinians. 

Unfortunately, thinking elsewhise this is

a fantasy. There will never be  accountability. 

Because the people who publish our textbooks and control our media, only care about THEIR Holocaust.

You can call it/me anything you want. It doesn't matter. 

Just count the amount of Holocaust museums for The German/Jewish Holocaust vs other attrocities.

There is and will be only one "The Holocaust."

Not because it doesn't matter, because it's the only one that matters to the people in charge.

You can say that I am mean or bigoted, but you cant prove me wrong. And I say this as someone who lost Jewish 

 family in "The Holocaust"

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TW. CHILD MUTUALATION.

They tortured a 1-year-old child with nails and fire. 

If you can still have an Israeli flag in your profile after this, you are a horrible human being. 

If you can still chirp like some bearded parrot from the aviary.

They are doing things Nazis wouldn't do. 

Explain to this little boy that it's not all Jews doing this. 

See if you can ever bottle the resentment. 

Most of your local synagogue send money to these people.

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I was once blackmailed with a sex tape, and I now have thoughts on Ed Sheeran and Macklemore

In May of 2019, I was blackmailed by a woman who had recorded a sex tape of herself pegging me from behind, which she had taken without my knowledge or consent.

 

While the sex we had, was consensual, casual sex. The taping was not spoken about, and was recorded on her phone from a nightstand.

 

She threatened; (several days after the sex,) to send the video to my parents, to my wife, and to my workplace. She demonstrated that she had my home address, the address of my parents, and the address of my job; which she had obtained, by looking through my wallet, while I was in the bathroom.

 

She asked for money. $500 

 

 

She scared me.

She sent me snippets of the recorded video which she intended to send to everyone.

 

My “wife” (who she named) was really my female platonic roommate, who I was living with at the time.

We weren't married. That was something my blackmailer was mistaken about, but the tape getting into the hands of my boss and my parents would be disastrous, especially considering the type of (unconventional) sex that we were having. The release of such a tape would not yield good results for me.

 

The taping and possible release was non consensual.

It was incredibly slimy, and it could cause problems in my life.

But at the time the threat was made I wasn’t thinking about the ethics.

I was really scared. My heart was palpitating.

I thought about capitulating.

Then, I realized that there was no way that even if I sent this woman money that she would ever stop asking for more. Maybe she would. But I realized I had very little control. 

 

So I stopped, gathered my thoughts, excused myself from work for the rest of the day and thought about my options.

 

At 7 PM I called my boss, I told him that he might receive a package, an email or a CD, with a video, which wasn't the type of thing that he would typically receive by mail or email in the line of work we were in. I asked that if he did get such a thing, that he should be careful watching it. And I told him about the kind of things that it might contain.

He said that I should be more careful in the future, but that any type of such material that he received would not compromise me, or my standing within the company, he thanked me for my honesty. 

 

I didn't get into the specifics of the fact that I was getting buttfucked. I didn't need to go there.

I then had the same conversation with my parents who were obviously disappointed and chastised me endlessly. 

 

I then had the same conversation with my roommate, which was definitely the easiest part because, she didn't give a shit, and we quickly started laughing at the fact that this criminal mastermind obviously did some kind of information inquiry into me and thought that my roommate was actually my wife.

 

Having talked to all these people, I texted the blackmailing bitch (who had been spamming my phone all day) back saying: -

 

Hey, go ahead, send it to anyone you want. I don't give a shit. 

 

I called the police the next day and reported her address, phone number, and the name that she had given me when we met.

There was also credit card fraud involved (my card was not stolen just my numbers). So I needed to file a report after talking to my bank.

 

I met the bitch on the subway, going home from work. I had changed before leaving, and she started talking to me because I was wearing a funny shirt, and About 5 to 10 minutes later my horny/kinky ass, somehow told her about my sexual proclivities, and she asked if I wanted to get dinner, so I got off the train.

She seemed like she was hard on the times so I offered to pay for dinner, throughout which she disclosed that she was into the same thing that I was, but from the other end. She seemed nervous, in a cute way, and maybe even a little out of it. We smoked weed, and she might have been “self-medicating”, but I honestly didn't think much of it, because these things happen.

 

It was casual sex. I should have been more careful, but at no point during our actual intercourse, or “date” did anything raise any red flags.

 

What's important here is what she tried to do several days later.

Which was to isolate me from my parents, from my “wife”, from my job, she tried to make me feel scared and vulnerable and out of options. 

 

She tried to leverage her advantage over me. An advantage I had to eventually resign she had.

I think the thing that pulled me through wasn't some kind of courage, but it was a previously learned lesson.

 

A lesson in SPITE.

 

 While I acknowledge the privilege that I had with having a semi understanding boss, a cool roommate/"wife" and parents that (while very angry) didn’t kill me over this sort of thing; ultimately, it was my willingness to risk my comfort that secured me the levity that I needed at the moment

 

She harassed me for a little bit longer; calling what she thought was my bluff and then realizing she wasn't getting money from me and that she was being investigated by the police and the credit card authority, she stopped contacting me.

 

Now, I'm no famous musician.

I'm not selling out stadium concerts, but then again she wasn't Robert Kraft.

She wasn't an Epstein Class stadium owner and she didn't have billions at her disposal.

My game was in a different ballpark….or stadium.

 

Still, when I read about the way that Ed Sheeran crumbled under pressure, I thought about two things.

 

The first thing I pondered was how he was on the wrong side of the political divide, the wrong side of morality, wrong side of being a friend, and the wrong side of history.. 

 

I'm not going to get into that here though.

 

Free Palestine.  is all I need to say on the subject. 

 

The second thing I thought of is that all that aside, he is also a coward.

I don't say that as someone who judges him, I understand cowardice; I've been a coward before myself.

 

While I definitely despise his political takes and his weasely backbonelessness in trying to play the both sides rhetoric, I don't hate him for giving into fear.

 

I remembered what it was like to have power leveraged over you, both from my personal experiences and from the experiences of others both in history and in my life.

 I also don't hate everyone who doesn't hold the same “Incredibly virtuous”  “politically correct” opinions that I hold.

I used to have really bad politics, and the “good takes I have” come from people and experiences helping me develop good morals, often requiring mutual time investment, and painful disagreements 

You don't have to have saintly politics.

 

But there's a third option.

 

Between good politics and love on one side. and hate and fear on the other. There's a third option, SPITE.

Spite, is an incredibly important quality to have. I recommend it for everyone.

 

The next day when we were at work, my boss asked me about the situation and I went into a few more details about it.

My boss then told me to text her back, and to tell her that if she sent a video to my job it will be treated like sexual harassment of the entire business, and then that he will sue her in addition to helping me sue her for harassment.

 

I then posted about the blackmail on Facebook, and the top request/comment I received from the people on my wall was that we should get together and “crowdfund” the tape and that we should offer to buy the tape and throw a screening party.

 

Suddenly the entire thing became a joke. 

It lost all power over me

 

Ed Sheeran has $400 million dollars.

The best I was able to do was to get out of the situation I was in relatively (shaken but) unscarred.

 

His butt could have turned this whole situation upside fucking down.

You think what’s currently happening is bad PR for Robert Kraft?

I can’t even begin to tell you the kind of shenanigans, this guy could have pulled if he had me whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

If he had instead chosen to work with his friend of 13 years, against a billionaire, Epstein list, Trump voting, massage parlor tug job receiving Zionist. It would be epic.

 

Sinéad O'Connor got a bunch of shit for her, take. Dolly Parton, faced her level of criticism too, but now both of them are dead and they're remembered as much for their music, as they are for their political stances. Same with Muhammad Ali, who's now beloved by every fucking white Southerner who would have hated him, had they been alive at the time.

 

It's really hard to convey and teach good politics to people, politics is confusing and hard and life is busy and things are often multifaceted and complicated.

 

But teaching spite is easy.

 

Here it goes -  If you are ever put in a position where someone has tried to put leverage or their power over you, or they're trying to isolate or gaslight you or if they are trying to get non consensual things from you, for their benefit because they have some kind of power or leverage over you.

 

Don't panic. 

 

Sit and think

Don't think about how poorly your life will go IF these things happen.

Assume the worst WILL happen. And start planning your revenge. 

Or at least plan to get out of the situation alive and unharmed.

Focus on causing a ruckus.

 

 

 

 

 

On another note, as someone who's worked with several “Hr departments”, both for my job and for various other organizations, including at kink venues, let me tell you one thing about HR which I learned.

 

If you can't control the narrative or you are not sure what to do, don’t say or do shit.

Wait until you do.  

You don't owe anyone an explanation for why you are doing things,

And you certainly don't owe anyone immediacy in your action. 

 

That's one of the funniest things about this whole Ed Sheeran thing.

He acted rashly. He fell into the isolation trap set up for him, and then he fell into the cover your ass PR/HR trap, 

 

If he had been calm about the cancelation threat, he could have prolonged this into a very painful, slow process, Uno reverse political move that hurt the very people trying to leverage him, more than they could ever hurt him.

Robert Kraft could have been the only bad guy here.

Macklemore didn’t win because he stood alone. He won because he was on the right side of history and because he only acted when he was sure what he was doing.

Maybe they would have lost a concert or 2, but the damage done to the billionaire class would have been much higher. 

From a non political stand point this situation was very black and white. (Politically it was black and white too but, that’s for another time).

Ben chose the right side politically and tactically. Ed chose the wrong side

 

Now often these situations don't occur in such clear parameters, sometimes cases are really complex and grey, and sometimes Both parties are pretty amicable, or both pretty wretched.

Sometimes its best not to take sides or to explain the side you take.

 

Something I learned from being a trustee at the Philly Music Hall, is that when someone asks for your opinion about someone “who got in trouble”, you don't have to tell them what your opinion is, and you don't have to tell them whether you still support the person or in what way, or why.

You don't have to explain yourself.

When you join Kink, they say that “No is a complete sentence”.

Well, no applies to sexual acts like pegging and bondage, and “no” applies to not giving someone the explanation that they might want. 

 

You don't have to explain why you don't want to go on a date with the “nice guy”, from work, you don't have to explain why you don't want to be pegged by your girlfriend and you don't have to explain why you're still talking to the guy who, maybe for very legitimate reasons, has been ousted from the community. 

No, is a complete sentence, and you should know when to use it and when to be transparent,

That doesn't mean that that you should make safe spaces for bad people and that doesn't mean that you should hide your relations with bad people, and that doesn't mean that you should welcome unwelcomed people into public spaces, or that you should excuse consent violators, but sometimes it's better not to say anything in a multifaceted situation. Its definitely better then trying to play both sides and have both sides chew you out. 

 

I want to triple, convey that when I say this, I'm not excusing allowing predators into the scene. I am talking about responding under pressure in both complex and straightforward situations.

 

This whole writing is about knowing when to respond, when not to respond, and when to use SPITE

 

Finally, if you're someone who does HR professionally or as an event organizer, please read the statements Macklemore made.

They are a masterclass, of surgical level, precision missiles of how to write and how to keep control over your narrative.

He's an immaculate communicator, and I say this as someone who has worked for lawyers who don't know how to communicate as well. 

 

He is also politically correct.

 

So remember to keep spite in your pocket like you do your cellphone and

 

FREE PALESTINE.

 

 

being illegal on a bus going off of a cliff

When my family came to this country, when I was 6;  we had three suitcases of clothes, a kettle, A small kennel for our poodle and $560. 

Toys r Us was like Lebec Fin. 

I got maybe a dollar store toy every couple of months.

Usually some sort of set so that I could feel I got more toys than I actually had. A lego set or 2 on my birthdays from a "wealthy" aunt or uncle.

I peed my pants on my first day of kindergarten because I didn't know the language. 

We came here legally. 

I NEVER, EVER, EVER ; want anyone to tell me that they find that commendable. 

Lucky, maybe. Lucky like someone who's able to get out of the projects.

But commendable...Fuck you. 

I mean this without a shred of hyperbole. 

To me that's the equivalent of the N-word. 

It might not carry the historical resonance; but it's the most offensive thing you could comment about/to me. 

That I'm "legal." 

I've never felt legal. 

Could you describe that feeling?

I didn't feel legal when we couldn't afford to go to McDonald's for the first 3 or 4 years we were here. 

I didn't feel legal when my parents would have to leave me alone with my dog at 6 or 7 years old for many hours at a time, while they worked endlessly, with only our neighbor occasionally checking on me. 

I felt alone, scared, isolated, misunderstood, and lonely. 

We literally won something called a "lottery", to get the little we got and we didn't get much more than the people who came here by other means. 

Some papers of approval from some cunty, bougie, bureaucrats who could give two shits about us; and a quick kurt handshake from Jim Gardner from the news. 

If you want to attack human traffickers and rapists, Fine. 

Start with the synagogue and the church.

Don't forget to stop by the White House. I'm sure you'll get to that list of pedophiles to confront but it'll probably be redacted.

So you will move on to the Somalis like a good boy, because an illiterate white supremacist will tell you to. 

I've seen people disregarded. Thrown away, looked down upon and condescended. I've seen cops throw my grandpa head first into the back of a police car because he couldn't speak English and wanted to testify that he was a witness to a crime. And my family had the benefit of white skin.

So If you think the word illegal means anything to me. Fuck you. 

Your white suburban friends who sell coke and ketamine are more Illegal. 

I know someone who came here "legally" whose mom had to prostitute herself to get raped by three guards as a bribe for a Green Card.

I know people who came here legally because someone helped get them over here legally and once they were here they were forced to use their fists for less than legal means until they could pay back their due, along with interest of course.

Legal and Illegal, they're virtually interchangeable.

But I'm glad that for you there's a distinction, about whether some  bored apathetic and mentally exhausted  cunt put the right stamp on a piece of paper before he went to lunch.

You pretend you don't like bureaucrats, but you could drown in your own red tape.

For you illegal is synonymous with criminal or rapist. Because that makes it easier.

Because it's easier to disregard them and their struggles if that's all they are.

 They're illegal. They broke the law. A misdemeanor mind you. A misdemeanor....  which could turn into a death sentence. One that used to get solved with letters, and court dates. 

I encountered three kinds of kids on the playground. 

A few bullies - who threw away my foreign lunch because it was " disgusting". 

A few friendlies who honestly wanted to help. 

And all the other kids and adults too comfortable in their legality, their precious status, to ever pay any mind or attention to the struggles me and my family faced. My legal family. 

The popular kids table is a lot longer than you think, and sometimes it feels like there will never be any room for you.

Following the law doesn't make you a good person. Not being a cunt doesn't make you a good person. 

You throw out illegal like a pejorative. 

You might not be the kid beating the kid up at the back of the bus. Sure. You might not even be one of the kids cheering. You're just the kid who looks the other way.

Meanwhile the bus driver's driving us off a cliff. Legal, Illegal, and Legacy alike.