I Might Be Related to Heinrich Kramer the Author of Malleus Maleficarum

Dear readers, do you have famous relatives? I do, but of late, I have entertained the idea that I may be related to the infamous 15th century inquisitor and witch hunter, Heinrich Kramer, the author of the witch hunter manual, Malleus Maleficarum.

Heinrich Kramer

The evidence for any relation of mine to this 15th century cleric is flimsy at best. The best pieces of evidence is the similarity in name with one of my ancestors, Dominik Kramer, and the same region of origin of both my ancestor, and Heinrich Kramer. Heinrich Kramer is said to have come from a lowly background, my ancestors were manorial servants. Not exactly the highest social status but the children of a favourite servant of a good lord could have been set for a career in the Church, the military, in the manufactories, or development projects. I have read several stories of well situated commoners, and impoverished nobility making a mark on World this way.

The surname Kramer is a lowly occupational German name, and means “a petty shopkeeper.” Heinrich Kramer latinised his name to Henricus Insitor, which Google Translate renders as “the peddler” In colloquial Czech, the word “krám” means a shop of any kind. The plural “krámy” is often used to denote “woman’s period” or “junk”. The Czech equivalent of the name Kramer is Kramář.

There are quite a few Jews with that name because trade was their game mostly before the abolition of the guilds, and patents of religious tolerance. The Jewish people of that name would have acquired the name likely in the eighteenth century, or even later. The Nazi regime famously wanted to discredit the writer, Erich Maria Remarque by saying his name “Remark” is Kramer backwards. Remarque proved his name was of French origin. The ironic thing is, I know about my eighteenth century German ancestor because of Nazi racial laws.

I have also demonstrated aptitude in selling petty stuff. Old sneakers, old gadgets. I have also, like Heinrich Kramer, been a firebrand preacher. I work as a tour guide and feel within my element when I am the center of attention. One time in college, I have crashed a gender studies course. When the course devolved into you garden variety feminist indoctrination, I went into a red pill rage, and dropped a counterargument after counterargument. In the end, the lecturer was like: “I’m not gonna teach gender studies again.”

But I digress, another clue is Heinrich Kramer’s region of origin. Heinrich Kramer was born in Sélestat, Alsace, a town south of Strasbourg, on the left bank of the Rhein. My ancestors came from Konstanz, Baden. Southern Alsace was annexed by the Kingdom of France in 1648, so it is very possible my ancestors moved east.

Bishop’s residence in Kroměříž, where Heinrich Kramer died…

The rest of the evidence is just coincidental. Heinrich Kramer was appointed the chief inquisitor for the Austrian and Czech lands. He died in 1505, in Kroměříž, Eastern Moravia. My ancestor Dominik would emigrate to this exact region roughly 200 years later. Also, my ancestor is named after Santo Domingo, the founder of the Dominican Order, of which Heinrich Kramer was a high ranking member.

Lucifer Rising

I was walking the dog in the morning by the river. It was 6:30, the time of the dawn. The sunlight was already strong enough to block out all the fixed stars, and the only celestial body visible was Venus in the East. I flashed the sign of the horns, and continued walking the dog…

Facebook Wipeout

What were they thinking? Blocking OGs like me from using their website, and keeping all those boring NPC drones would somehow be profitable? From Bloomberg:

Meta Platforms Inc.’s one-day crash may rank as the worst in stock-market history.

The Facebook parent plunged 24 per cent in U.S. trading Thursday on the back of poor earnings results, putting it on track to erase more than US$200 billion. 

At current levels, that’s the biggest collapse in market value for any U.S. company. But there’s no certainty the losses will hold, especially given the recent volatility that’s whipped across technology shares. Markets have swung wildly in recent weeks, with buy-the-dip traders sometimes storming in during the final hours of the trading day. 

Still, analysts were bleak in their assessments, pointing out that Meta faces stiff competition from rivals like Tiktok and revenue was far lower than expected. Michael Nathanson, an analyst at brokerage Moffett Nathanson, titled his note “Facebook: The Beginning of the End?” 

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Shnur: Sobchak is an Old Horse With a Lot of Mileage

LMAO, Shnur is a savage but he too sucks…

Ksenia Sobchak has reacted in Instagram to the new song of Sergey Shnur “Shmarofon”, in which he called her an “old horse” with a “decent mileage” and is turning from a “mare” into a “nag”. Sobchak called Shnur a “debased alcoholic”, and likened his face to a “wrinkled arse”.

Ksenia Sobchak

Sergey Shnur:

So, I do not know what is actually worse, the purported alcoholism of Shnurov (aka Shnur) or the mileage of Sobchak?

Legalise Illicit Drugs, All of Them!!!

I want to continue from my Dangers of Cannabis post. I believe prohibition is a waste of resources, and does not address the problem. It literally destroys communities, entire countries are fucked over (Mexico?), it does ecological damage (Cannabis for instance requires a lot of water), it causes a greater health risk because sometimes the drugs are low quality. Maybe you can think of other ills associated with the prohibition of illicit substances, you are free to mention them in the comments.

Drugs are banned, right? How is that helping?

The actual problem is that people need and do drugs to cope with life. The problem is first and foremost in the consumers. The producers, smugglers, and dealers only satisfy demand created by a society hungry for escape, and soothing of the pain. I personally had problems with binge drinking that made me look like the people in the photo accompanying this post. I have smoked cigarettes until 2013, like a pack a day. I used to look like a skeleton, or lich from fairytales. I am surprised I was even getting laid.

My weed contact in London, after his dad died, smoked crack cocaine, and downed his ass with opium or heroin, depending on what he could get hold of. He was an investment banker, who also sold drugs, and stole from shops for the thrill. His mate did the same, only he injected the heroin. I don’t know what became of my weed contact but I heard the latter guy ended up in a rehab, and now he is married with kids. He reinvented himself.

This winter, I locked myself out of the world. I really let myself go. I smoked one joint after another. Like two months ago, I had a full beard from not shaving, and beards don’t look good on me from a recessive Asian gene. I grew a dad bod from the absence of movement. So I created a rule based on the mythological association of cannabis with the Norse goddess of love, Freya, which is equivalent to Venus. I only smoke on Fridays now. I tried to get some more movement before I start work in the castle and garden in April.

My point is that substance abuse can be stopped, or curtailed. It ultimately boils down to personal responsibility. Alcohol is a very dangerous drug but when consumed in moderation, can be enjoyable, or even helpful. And so it is with any other drug. Some substances maybe really bad but people do drugs for the experience, not for substance. Therefore, the availability of alternative will push the bad substances out of market. Drugs would be able to be consumed in a variety of ways, in controlled settings.

Imagine spending New Years Eve in a rave with administered doses of MDMA. It would literally be better than any antidepressant. It would be a night to remember and would set you up for the year ahead. We can take substances in far smarter ways than we do now.

Man’s Power!!!

Know this young man, all women need men, and want men. Whether they want their genitals raided by Chad and Tyrone, or lock a beta male in marriage, they need that Mr. Fixer, Mr. Screwer, Mr. Lifter, Mr. Builder…

Also, this sounds bad but any man can beat any woman in a fair fight. I recall one badly behaved bitch always attacking me, she tried to elicit sympathy of simps in case I eventually retaliate. I personally believe that such women need to be knocked out, to show them who the master of creation is here. But otherwise, fighting the weaker is not courageous.

Also, I believe that young men would find much more confidence around women, if they realised how tragic the lives most of these girls are, their lives smell of cat piss…

By the way, for a long time, this was my cover photo on Facebook. Before they deleted me…

PS: Women will also try to instigate conflicts between us men. I recall this story. Me, my bro, and momma were in Bali on holiday. My mom made for herself a space on the beach, and some young broad began berating my mother:

I don’t want to see you!

I was quietly reading Mircea Eliade’s Shamanism but when you berate my momma, my inner simp comes out, and I straight up told that broad to:

Fuck off!!!

Minutes later, her boyfriend arrives, and she tells him about my nastiness. He confronts me:

You insulted her?

To which I replied:

You wanna be insulted as well?

He was at a loss, he realised my mental power. And I added to the fun, realising they have a French accent, I went:

What are you, Belgian villagers?

No disrespect to Walloon people, it was the first thing that came into my head.

A group of Australian tourists were visibly entertained by this. Eventually, Belgian villagers left the beach.