Nazi brothels: The hidden horror of the concentration camps

A concentration camp identification card from a female prisoner of Ravensbrück, who was sent to work in another camp as a prostitute. The word “Bordellfrau” should escape no one’s notice. Yes, it’s true: There really was nothing beneath the Nazis. For all their obsession with “purity” and “virtue”, they were in fact a band of pimps. And the head pimp-daddy of them all was a name that should be familiar to everyone who knows even a little of their history. Here’s my translation of an article that lays it all bare, with commentary in between:

Whatever is contemptible, gets concealed — even in the top-secret messages of mass murderers. Even internally, the SS avoided concrete references to the millionfold murder of Jews, and wrote, instead, of their “special treatment”. Just as shady, apparently, was another set-up in Heinrich Himmler’s apparatus. How else could one explain that the concentration-camp brothels, which as of 1942 were set up in all the major KZs, were shamefully called “special buildings”?

Today, it’s well known that the concentration camps were huge hells on Earth. But who also knows that among the miserable “living” conditions, sadistic tortures and total absence of rights for the inmates, all the way up to “annihilation through work”, we can now add sexual exploitation?

The pedantic Himmler, of all people, was the biggest pimp in German criminal history, if the number of “his” slave-prostitutes was anything to go by. This chapter of history has been opened by a traveling exhibition by the KZ-Ravensbrück memorial site, which can currently be seen in Weimar.

Yes, that’s right, folks…this guy here was the biggest pimp in Germany at the time, although I suspect that the megabrothel owners of today probably outrank him in terms of numbers of women prostituted, as well as earnings:

Doesn’t look like a pimp, does he? Well, wait for it. What he wrote reveals just what kind of dirty mind was at work in that prissy little man’s head:

In the concentration-camp system, the sexes were supposed to be strictly segregated. Women, as well as men, were quickly taken into so-called “protective custody” soon after the Nazi takeover. At first they were imprisoned in normal jails, but by the end of 1933, the first KZ, Moringen* in Niedersachsen, was converted into an all-female concentration camp. After an interim repurposing of the former male KZ Lichtenburg*, in Sachsen-Anhalt, from 1937 to 1939, the all-female KZ Ravensbrück*, in the Uckermark, was opened just a few months before the outbreak of World War II. Only in rare exceptions, such as Auschwitz, were male and female barracks located next to one another.

At the height of the war, as the numbers of KZ prison-laborers grew in importance, Himmler sent out an order on March 23, 1942: “I consider it of utmost importance that in the freest form, the hard-working female prisoners be brought into bordellos”. Also, a “certain small piecework rate” would be paid, the “Reichsführer SS” told the head of the newly-founded “business management head office”, Oswald Pohl*, who was responsible for the running of all the KZs. The reason Himmler gave: “When these two conditions are met, the work capacity [of the male prisoners] will rise enormously.”

So we can see that Himmler, like so many “men’s rights” assholes today, thought that men would be more productive and efficient if their sexual “needs” were taken care of by women specially enslaved for the purpose, and that outside of this context, the genders were to be severely segregated. And he even knew how to twist such words as “free”, same as menzers and “alt-right” fascists today!

So. How did these “free” KZ-brothels function, and how were they set up?

About two months later, the first camp brothel went into business on a trial basis, in the KZ Mauthausen in Upper Austria. The women, either under false pretences or under duress, were recruited in Ravensbrück. According to Nazi criteria, they had to be “Aryan” and healthy, with no sexually-transmitted diseases. The brothel was housed in Barrack 1, right beside the camp’s parade ground. There, 24 women from Ravensbrück had to service exclusively selected KZ prisoners, typically prisoner-overseers or odd-job men. They were paid with “certificates” that the Lager-SS distributed at will to “helpful” or particularly “performance-minded” prisoners.

It was characteristic of the KZ system that control and repression were extensively performed by prisoners. High in the prison hierarchy in most camps were those in “BV” (“Befristete Vorbeugehaft”, i.e. temporary preventive custody), which in prison-camp reality was typically replaced with “Berufsverbrecher” (career criminals). Out of this group, the SS selected most of its functionary prisoners, such as “trusties”. In many camps, these prisoners sacrificed other inmates to their interests, preferably captives out of “low” categories such as homosexuals and Jews.

To utilize this heedless confrontation even better in the SS fashion, prison brothels were set up. Until early 1945, in ten of the larger KZs, “special buildings” were set up, among them in Auschwitz I and III, Dachau, Flossenbürg, and Sachsenhausen. Nearly all the women came from KZ Ravensbrück; if they remained healthy and kept to the strict rules, they “worked” on average six to twelve months in the camp brothel, and then were sent back to the women’s KZ.

So we can see that the prissy Himmlerian habit of segregation and controlled interaction fits right into a larger pattern within the KZs: namely, that of pitting prisoners against one another. Gentiles against Jews, straights against LGBTs, men against women, hardened criminals against the innocent. But at least one group of prisoners wasn’t falling into the trap…and yes, it WAS a trap:

Soon after 1945, the first reports of the camp brothel at Buchenwald became public. Carl Gärtig, who had been imprisoned at Buchenwald since 1938 and had worked in its mess hall during the final years of the war, told his impressions in late April of 1945, just two weeks after the camp’s liberation by the US Army: “The ‘special building’ was a swamp-flower of the worst corruption and other horrors, a truly Nazi model business.” Gärtig, like many “political” prisoners, refused the “offer” categorically: “Visiting the brothel signified a recognition of Nazi tactics, of playing prisoners off against each other.” Even so, there was much “demand”, and only partly in the frame of the SS’s rules: “One night, there was even a big brawl between the camp guards and the criminals, because the criminals had broken into the brothel that night and drunkenly menaced the women. The camp guards, however, quickly and thoroughly cleaned out the pigsty.”

In Buchenwald, a group of predominantly political prisoners dominated the “self-government” of the camp; that distinguished this KZ from most of the others, in which the BVs dispensed death. According to Buchenwald survivor Eugen Kogon, the camp directorate tried to alter this (for them) unsatisfactory situation with the camp brothel: “On the SS side, the purpose of the exercise was to corrupt the political prisoners who had access [to the brothel], spy on them, and distract them from politics.” For that reason, in Buchenwald, “internal advice went around not to use the facility”.

What do you bet that the political prisoners who refused to use the brothel were either devout Christian antifascists…or just straight-up leftists? Carl Gärtig, for instance, was a Communist. Eugen Kogon, on the other hand, was a Catholic, born out of wedlock to a Jewish mother, who landed in a prison camp because of his religious opposition to Nazism. That’s the kind of social conscience it takes to staunchly turn one’s back on the blandishments of fascism, up to and including the sexually exploitative ones. If you’re willing to face prison for your religious beliefs and/or political convictions, it’s not that hard to dispense with the dubious joys of sex capitalism. On the contrary, it makes a lot of sense, especially in terms of being the change you want to see in the world.

Meanwhile, as to those who DID use the facility…well, here are the joys of sexy, sexy “sex work” for you, in all their Nazi-KZ glory:

The inmates, there or in other KZs, who sought out the brothel, usually had two Reichsmarks or a certificate of the same value to pay, had to visit the camp hospital for examination beforehand, got to visit one of the women for 20 minutes, and afterwards had be “sanitized”, that is, disinfected. So wrote Eugen Kogon in the best-selling classic, “The SS-State”*.

Two measly Reichsmarks for 20 minutes of loveless ceiling-staring and waiting for the poor slob to finish so he could go off and be “sanitized” of all your nasty-wasty woman-germs? Sure sounds like liberation to me. And if the pattern of classic pimps holds true here, then Himmler’s goons probably kept all or most of that money for themselves anyway, adding insult to injury for the enslaved women, who were “paid” in scrip like turn-of-the-century coal miners, and exploited down to their last orifices in ways that even the lowest laborers were not. Such sexy fun!

So, why haven’t you heard much about this until now? Well, maybe because there was only so much horror the post-war German mind could take. And only so much shame that could bear to be revealed to the foreign occupation forces. But it was never really a sworn secret; like so much else, it was just something no one wanted to talk about…

Though the existence of camp brothels was never a secret after 1945, the suffering of the inmates was still kept pretty quiet. Only in Mauthausen and Gusen* were the barracks in which the women were made to prostitute preserved. In the memorial works, the topic has for decades been very much subordinated, often even totally unmentioned.

Only with the rise of gender studies did that change. From the 1990s onward, detailed studies of individual camp brothels emerged, roughly contemporaneous with the first serious examinations of the Wehrmacht brothels in the occupied lands. Since 2009 there is a compilation available: “The KZ-brothel; Forced Sexual Labor in Nazi Concentration Camps. Paderborn: Schöningh, 2009. 445 pp, 38 euros.” For it, historian Robert Sommer had to use literally the last opportunity to query women and some individual brothel visitors. Thus the horrifying history of sex in hell became comprehensively recognizable, almost seven decades after the building of the camp brothels.

…until almost no one was left to talk about it at all.

*Denotes links added by me. Unstarred link as in the original.

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#NoDAPL is not over, people!

This battle has just begun. And no, what the US Army Corps of Engineers did yesterday, though it was the right thing to do, is NOT the end of the pipeline. The Sioux people of Standing Rock are not done fighting yet, because the pipeline company is determined to push that filthy project through, and this is just a minor setback for them. Vetoing the pipeline altogether is the only real way to stop it, and that hasn’t happened yet. And all the other polluting industry projects, from the contamination of Flint’s water, to fracking, to old oil pipelines leaking under people’s houses? Yeah. It’s time to join the fight to stop ALL that. NOW.

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Music for a Sunday: Pull till the rope breaks

If you’ve ever seen The Revolution Will Not Be Televised, you’ve probably already heard this:

It was one of Chavecito’s favorite songs, and it comes courtesy of Venezuela’s greatest folk singer. Here’s a translation of the lyrics:

Pull till the rope breaks
and when someone hits you,
just make a note of it.

Pull, pull, pull, till the rope breaks
If you’re in the last quarter,
tomorrow there will be a new moon.

Pull so that the bad times soon pass
and just as in a game of dominoes,
the onlookers will be speechless.

Pull, pull, pull till the rope breaks
Our free country
will be a contented heifer

Pull, pull, pull till the rope breaks
ay, ay, ay, it breaks, it breaks

Pull so that the people are a dry hide
If you step on one side of it
the other will rise up
they have a skin blooming with hope
for something

Pull, pull, pull till the rope breaks
ay, ay, ay, it breaks, it breaks

The people are not to blame
if they are once decived, and say that the fawn
will die meekly in summer
when there’s not much water
and the mountaintop is naked
when there’s not much water
Ay, ay, ay, naked
naked, naked

If you take the venom away from the rattlesnake
even though it rattles
it stops being a rattlesnake

Pull, pull, pull till the rope breaks
ay, ay, ay, it breaks, it breaks

If you take the venom away from the rattlesnake
even though it rattles
it stops being a rattlesnake

Pull, pull, pull till the rope breaks
ay, ay, ay, it breaks, it breaks

Translation mine. (Hopefully it’s right; Alí Primera is a tricky wordsmith, as well as a master of odd rhythms.)

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Undocumented Colombian Drumpf supporter gets deported?


An interesting rumor has been making the rounds of the Spanish-speaking Internets of late. No word yet on whether it’s true, but this sure would be ironic if confirmed…¿no?

We all know that Donald Trump made fairly strong statements against Latin-American and immigrant people in the United States. Strangely and lamentably, in spite of his offensive, racist declarations, some Hispanic women supported the Republican candidate, but one woman working illegally in the United States went viral for supporting Trump even though he made very clear his intentions with respect to immigrants.

This woman rapidly became one of the most reviled in the Latin community, called a traitor, since most thought she would benefit for demonstrating her support for Trump upon shouting to thousands of people, “I am Latina and I’m going to vote for Donald Trump!”

However, various media have recently published an item over what happened to the woman, named Myriam, who has been deported for not having legal immigrant status. At the moment, this information has not been confirmed officially, despite its wide spread, for which reason it should be taken with a grain of salt.

It all seems to indicate that coming out publicly in the Trump campaign did nothing more than subject her to judgment, since going before the cameras and making known that she was an illegal Latin immigrant who supported the candidate caused the FBI to begin an investigation of her, in which it was determined that this woman was in the country illegally.

When the authorities interviewed Myriam about her status, they discovered that the documentation she showed them, her “green card” and social-security number, were all fake.

She never imagined that in exposing herself thus, supporting Donald Trump, would cost her so much; the state quickly discovered that she was undocumented, and she was returned to Colombia.

According to the media, Myriam said that she would ask Trump for help once he became president. Although nothing has happened yet, the most certain thing is that Myriam will not receive any kind of help from the president-elect.

Translation mine.

So, I googled for a Colombian named Myriam who supported Drumpf, and found out that the woman’s full name is Myriam Witcher. And that there’s been a bit of controversy swirling around her. Some claim she is actually Venezuelan, not Colombian. Some call her a “plant”. And right-wingers from all over Freeperville who normally line up to spit on Latin-Americans went out of their way to kiss her ass because she went out of her own way to kiss theirs, metaphorically speaking. Her tweeter account, dating back only to September 2015, is here, if you’re interested. (Spoiler: It’s predictably and nauseously full of Drumpf-ass-kissing and self-congratulation.) Also, she’s a “birther” who hates Ricky Martin, and that she claims to have seen Drumpf in her dreams. Some are even calling her a “superfan”.

But one thing I’ve seen no one calling her yet is “illegal”, that awful adjective that really shouldn’t be used as a noun. Only Spanish-language sites are reporting the rumor of her deportation. There are no news reports in English or official bulletins to indicate that she’s been kicked out of the country. Her tweeter itself is mum on the subject. And until confirmation comes out that she has indeed been deported for lack of proper puppy papers, I don’t think it will be wise to call her “illegal”, even though I think she deserves all the ridicule she would (and probably will) get. Certainly her cruelty and hypocrisy towards other Latin-American immigrants deserves some form of karma.

Most likely she’ll get it from the same place all the whitey-white Drumpf supporters will get it: in the form of deepening poverty, middle-class tax hikes, loss of medicare benefits and overtime pay, and all the other manifestations of “socialism” that they all claim to hate so very, very much because they benefit the “undeserving” poor…until those benefits also get yoinked away from them.

And if nothing else, she certainly deserves to be shunned by other Latin-Americans, whose lives she has helped to make utterly, abjectly miserable.

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Wankers of the Week: Breakfast of Chumpions


Crappy weekend, everyone! And how about that cereal-killer boycott by the Drumpfniks? As you can see by the title and the memes this week, it’s backfiring on them beautifully. Guaranteed that no one’s going to miss Bitefart’s measly readership by this time next week. And you know who else would never be missed if they dropped off the face of the Earth? These moldy cornflakes…in no particular order:

1. Theodore Fucking Beale. Riddle me this: How the hell does one become an author when one has so little reading comprehension? Well, it helps that he’s a fantasy author. Unfortunately, the majority of the fairy tales he writes aren’t about elves and gnomes and swords and sorcery, but just stupid racist misinterpretations of a company trying to prevent package fraud in Germany. PS: Also, “equalitarian” isn’t a word. You’re thinking of egalitarian, Teddy bozo. And you might want to stop sneering when you say it, too.

2. John Fucking Kilpatrick. Arghle dee blooble dee blop! What did I just say? Well, that was Tongues for “Good Gawd, this preacher is one helluva fucking charlatan. Just like Der Drumpf.”

3. Nick Fucking Cannon. Sez Planned Parenthood is responsible for “real genocide” and “eugenics”, with zero proof. And in related news, Nick Fucking Cannon is a tool, and now we all know why Mariah Carey dumped his ass. And we also have an inkling that his mother made the wrong choice when she decided to carry said ass to term.


4. Kristina Fucking Arriaga. Newsflash, religious liberty dumbbell: Your country is not the world’s policeman, your surgeon-general is not a fucking coroner, and you have no business to demand Fidel Castro’s death certificate. Mind your own beeswax, already. And get off the fucking TV.

5. Daryush Fucking Valizadeh. Well, well. Look who fell out with the “alt-right”, or should we say NEO-FUCKING-NAZIS? Yeah…the one, the only, the quite-gross-enough-on-his-own Roosh V. Only, alas, it didn’t last. Roosh needs eyeballs for his shitty blog, so he’ll sidle up to anyone who looks like they might be receptive, and tongue their earholes. Now he’s sucking Richard Fucking Spencer’s cocktail wienie again. Roosh, make up your fucking mind already. Oh…I see. You’ve made up your mind to be repugnant and repulsive to anyone with an ounce of humanity, but especially women? All right, carry on, then. Nothing makes me happier than the thought of you moaning about how forever alone and unlaid you are.

6. Cassandra Fucking Elizabeth Fucking Sutton. Why the double Fucking? Because that’s how stupid you have to be to believe there’s any black people whom it’s okay to call the n-word. And also how racist you’d have to be to call any of them that in the first place. And also how blind you’d have to be not to see white guys committing crimes, whether it’s on your street or in the boardrooms and office towers of the world. Oh, and did I mention RACIST? Yeah. RACIST.


7. Jennifer Fucking Boyle. Lady, nobody gives a rat’s ass who you voted for. And it doesn’t matter if he won. Nobody is “discriminating” against your lily-white ass. You still have to pay in full for things, same as everyone else, and you still have to respect others — again, same as everyone else. His so-called “win” isn’t a licence for you to be an entitled, racist piece of shit.

8. David Fucking Petraeus. Well, well, look who’s blasted back from the past. General Betrayus is being tapped for secretary of state by Der Drumpf! Yes, that’s right…a man who couldn’t even be trusted to keep his dick out of a woman not his wife, much less treat state secrets prudently with said woman, is now being tapped by the Adulterer-in-Chief. Honor? What the fuck is THAT? This so-called future administration is going to be leaker than a worn-out sieve before it even gets up and running.

9. Jason Fucking Chaffetz. Toughness on future presidents’ conflicts of interest? Well, I guess it depends on who’s president…and what letter is after their name. If it’s an R, apparently a huge pile of ‘em doesn’t matter a heap of beans. Yeah, tell me this one’s not crooked as fuck himself…


10. Gregg Fucking Jarrett. “Get Out of Jail Free” cards are for Monopoly. Nobody handed Hillary Clinton one. And insinuating that she’s lucky not to be in jail yet, just for demanding a full democratic accounting? That’s fucking dictatorial.

11. Sam Fucking Oosterhoff. Barely off his by-election, and already Little Big Man not only wants to throw a rager to celebrate the dumbest victory ever, he’s also trying to boss the adults around when he’s not even sworn in as an MPP. Kid, you’re a rookie. You’re barely old enough to vote in an election, much less oppose your own party’s declared stance. Sit down and let the grown-ups talk. PS: And nooooo, of course you’re not a homophobe. You just happen to think that granting same-sex parents equal rights is a terrible idea. Nothing at all homophobic about that, that’s just bigoted and hateful, is all!

12. Rick Fucking Joyner. Der Drumpf, compassionate? Honest? A disciple of Jesus? Oh stop. My leg is hurting from all the pulling!


13. Jim Fucking Bakker. And speaking of Jesus-freakery: Buy Jimmeh’s buckets-o-crap! Yeah, they’re crap, and there’s no fucking way they have a shelf life of 20 years, but at least by selling these, he’s making a more honest living than he was when he was just selling prayers.

14. Alex Fucking Jones. And speaking of peddling buckets-o-crap: How about him? He’s the one responsible for Der Drumpf’s claims of ballot-stuffing. Meanwhile, actual ballot-stuffing HAS taken place…and it’s all on his side! Oops, so much for THAT conspiracy-theory smokescreen…

15. Mike Fucking Cernovich. And MOAR buckets-o-crap! Yes, that’s right, folks…it’s Juicebro! And this time, he’s made a documentary. Or something approximating one, anyhow. It’s even been reviewed by Milo Fucking Yeah-Nope, of all people. And his praise is so faint that it’s about to pass out.


16. Brad Fucking Trost. He doesn’t believe man-made global warming is real. He’s a fundie out the wazoo. And yet, he considers himself a “scientist”. Reminder: This moron is actually in the running for Conservative Party of Canada leader!

17. Caleb Joseph Fucking Illig. Because it wouldn’t be a wankapedia without at least one Florida Man. And he couldn’t be a wanker without a backwards baseball cap, xenophobic racism, and oh yeah, Drumpfism.

18. David Fucking Clarke. He wants to send a million people to Gitmo when people are dying inside his own county jails? Frankly, he shouldn’t be picked for dogcatcher, never mind head of Homeland Security (an office that should have been abolished when Dubya left office anyway). And oh yeah, Cuba? Now would be a good time to kick the gringos out of Guantánamo Bay for good, eh? PS: LGBT+ people also say fuck you. Fuck you very much. And take off that cowboy hat; you’re not from Texas, cheeseball.


19. Andrea Fucking Hardie. Newsflash: Nazis are antisemitic! ‘Nother newsflash: The so-called “alt-right” are Nazis! Also: Water is wet, the Pope is Catholic, and you’ll never guess what bears do in the woods. Goodness gracious me, this fucking fool is getting blinded by all these newsflashes! So much so that she can’t even tell if the hate is “justified”. Here’s a broad hint: If it’s directed at an entire group of people for no reason other than that Those People are not of your own group, it’s NEVER FUCKING JUSTIFIED. And if you have to go fishing for reasons why it might be “justified”, you just might be a Nazi yourself. And you can go fuck yourself for that.

20. Tim Fucking Wildmon. Remember that old saying about how you can’t serve both God and Mammon? Well, in case you hadn’t heard the news, the televangelical lobby threw down for the latter a long, LONG time ago. And they’re still doing it, and claiming to be “persecuted” because they’re “Christians”, too. (Note the quotes, there for a reason.)

21. Pat Fucking Robertson. And speaking of the televangelical lobby. Patwa badly needs a little sex-ed. Correction: He needs A LOT.


22. Alexander Fucking Marlow. Isn’t it rich all of a sudden to hear the far fascist right acting all concerned about female sexuality, and telling us to #BoycottKelloggs on the tweeter? Yeah. Almost as rich as hearing Bitefart’s current honcho claim that his company’s neo-Nazi horseshit is “mainstream American ideas”. Never mind that about a century ago, these flag-humping freaks would all have been fanatical adherents of John Harvey Kellogg and his erroneous notions about “passions”, which by the way also influenced the “thought” (and dietary fanaticism) of Adolf Hitler.

23. Scottie Fucking Nell Fucking Hughes. Why the double Fucking? Because that’s how stupid it is to say that something is “an idea of an opinion”. And also that there is “no such thing as facts”, and to assert that Der Drumpf’s bullshit tweets “are truth”. Idiocies like that are how you end up with a moron as your candidate…one who will sure and soon enough be impeached for conflict of interest, just as you will be laughed at for conflicting with facts.

24. Joseph Fucking Schmitz. Hey Nazi-apologist dumbass, did you sleep through history class in high school? Because if you hadn’t, you’d have learned that the ovens at Auschwitz were not used for killing, but for cremation. The gas chambers were for killing. As was the Nazi habit of working prisoners to death on meagre rations (also known as STARVATION), and contagious diseases such as typhus, and firing squads that buried their victims in mass graves out in the woods, and oh yeah, Dr. Mengele’s chamber of horrors, too. But of course, what can we expect when there’s no such thing as facts anymore, and opinions are all that exists in the world?


25. Chris Fucking Bosgraaf. How’s it feel to be roasted all over the Internet for your racism? Yeah, surprise…your boy may have gotten some states in the election, but it doesn’t mean you suddenly get away with saying all the racist shit you’ve been holding in for the last 8 years.

26. Tomi Fucking Lahren. If you have to go around constantly TELLING people that you’re not a racist, guess what? YOU ARE A RACIST. OWN IT. And then, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT — other than whining how totally-not-a-racist you are, natch.

27. Michelle Fucking Herren. And speaking of totally-not-a-racist: Yeah, here’s another one in denial. When you compare black women to monkeys, and describe their perfectly enunciated English as “poor ebonics”, YOU ARE TOTALLY A RACIST. Sure am glad that you were never a doctor of mine.


28. Cheryl Fucking Sullenger. Whatsamatter, TERRORIST, don’t you like being called a TERRORIST? Because plotting to bomb women’s health clinics makes you one, whether you shout your slogans in Arabic or not. Killing doctors and nurses is not “pro-life”, and under no circumstances does it “aid pregnant women” who want and/or need to terminate a pregnancy. It only scares the shit out of them, and you know that perfectly well. That’s what makes you a TERRORIST. And if you don’t like being called that, tough toenails…TERRORIST, TERRORIST, TER-ROR-IST!!!

29. James Fucking Delingpole. Well, well, look who writes for Bitefart. This fucking idiot, who’s been wrong ever since he first put pen to paper in grade school. And who just got dissed (albeit indirectly) by the Bern. Ha, ha.

30. Corey Fucking Lewandowski. Your fucking boss is no longer a “private citizen”, and hasn’t been since he declared his precandidacy as a Republican. He HAS to release his taxes, and if he won’t, someone else will do it for him. And that someone else MUST be the media, because that’s THEIR job. And you should be fired from yours. All of them, since you’re clearly too ignorant and incompetent to hold any.


And finally, to Donald Fucking Drumpf himself. Yes, the big DD has truly outdone himself this week by recognizing the Kuomintang government of Taiwan, which should make China so happy that they’ll quit manufacturing all his #MAGA kitsch. And by running a “victory lap” that was poorly attended in the Rust Belt, which supposedly gave him his “victory” in the first place…mainly by refusing to vote at all. At this rate, buyer’s remorse is not just an inevitability, it’s a fait accompli before he even gets within hollering distance of the Oval Office. Little wonder he’d rather hole up in his ugly tower and not have to deal with the nation’s business at all. Well, dude, you bought it, and you’ve already broken it. Might as well grab that broom and dustpan, that shit’s not going to sweep itself. Your trophy wife can’t do it because she’s too busy trying to track down someone tacky enough to dress her, and you’re deporting all the undocumented immigrants who used to do your dirtywork for you…remember?

Good night, and get fucked!

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Sunny wuss.


Sir Wilfrid is not amused.

So, Justin Trudeau isn’t even attending the funeral of a rather important man who served as a pallbearer at his ol’ man’s funeral (and sat next to Jimmy Carter, to boot). This after actually saying a few nice things about Fidel.

Guess the right-wing hate got to him.

He also promised us “Real Change” during the election. Then he turned around and pulled a Harpo, okaying pipelines all over the fucking place.

What would his father say?

Actually, I know exactly what Trudeau père would have said, because it drew gasps the first time. And then more gasps when it became apparent that “Just watch me” meant just that. It became something of a motto for his entire political career. Pierre Trudeau didn’t give a rat’s ass what anyone thought of his friendship with Fidel, OR what the Alberta oilmen thought of the NEP. And that’s what made him an actual leader.

Meanwhile, Sonnyboy is still prattling on about Sunny Ways. A phrase he cribbed from another famously bold Liberal leader he didn’t choose to emulate in any meaningful way. One who even looked a bit like his old man.

I guess there really is only one thing we can call Justin for all this, and I kind of hope it sticks.

I call him Sunny Wuss.

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A major WTF on Moroccan TV

A Moroccan TV channel is under fire, at home and abroad, for featuring a segment on how to cover up facial bruising caused by domestic violence. (Pro tip: “Use the yellow foundation, the white one lets the punch marks show through.” Yes, really.) These “beauty tips” normalize misogyny and physical abuse by allowing the abuser to pass as a non-violent man. And this in a society where a majority of men are overtly violent. Is this some kind of dirty joke? Nope…it’s quite in earnest. This is how they “help” abused women “get on with their normal lives”. As though a beating that leaves bruises could be called just another part of “normal life”! The prevalence of violence doesn’t even raise an eyebrow, much less a discussion on what it would take to make men stop abusing women.

As Cenk and Ana point out above, while various forms of woman-abuse are rampant in Morocco (more than 60% of all the Moroccan women officially surveyed reported being victims to at least one instance, whether financial, emotional, psychological, physical or sexual), it’s not as if people in other parts have anything to brag about. Every country and culture has its own abusive “traditions”. We would all do well to look at our own and tackle our problems at home, rather than being complacent and saying “Don’t worry, girls, it’s even worse over there!”

Here in Canada, one woman in every four will have experienced sexual assault in her lifetime. And that’s the general population of all North America. One college/university woman in every five has been sexually assaulted at school. In the military, women are twice as likely to have been physically and/or sexually assaulted by fellow servicemen as they would be in civilian life. And for those who wonder about the menz, female soldiers, sailors and aviators are about four times as likely to be sexually assaulted as their male colleagues. Yes, men can absolutely be victims of all kinds of violence…but when it comes to the sexual kind and domestic abuse, there is a definite gender skew towards women.

And this is in Canada…a country proud of its progressive domestic record. We have no laws against abortion here, and same-sex marriage has been fully legal across the country since 2005. There has been no ban on LGBT people joining the military since 1992. None of this is grounds for complacency; all of it is simply a basis for further progress.

And further progress is necessary. When a quarter of all violent crimes reported to police have happened in the home, and one college man in three says he would rape a woman if it wasn’t called rape (and he could therefore get away with it), we know that we have nothing to be complacent about over here. We may have come a long way, but we still have no small distance yet to go.

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Elián remembers Fidel

Elián González, who was returned to his father in Cuba after a drawn-out custody battle between the US government and his distant relatives in Miami, remembers how Fidel took him under his wing after he came back to Cuba. He describes Fidel as a fatherly friend. That the relationship was genuine and close can be heard in his voice — often emotional, at times close to tears. He is intensely proud of his father, of being Cuban…and of Fidel, his friend and mentor, who took a personal interest in his education and well-being in all the years since that day. Today, Elián is an engineer with a university education and a bright future. And he is determined to be of as much service to his people as he can, following Fidel’s example.

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Quotable: Mikhail Baryshnikov on walls and conformity


At the rate things are going, we might even see Misha yearning for the good ol’ days of Soviet Russia.

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Music for a Sunday: What will the Holy Father say?

This song has been on my mind a lot in the last couple of weeks. I first heard it in the documentary Llaguno Bridge: Keys to a Massacre, where it was covered by Venezuelan politician Maripili Hernández, with the lyrics slightly rearranged. Here’s the original.

It’s kind of fitting that it’s been set to scenes of the Chilean fascist dictatorship at work, even though Violeta Parra died a several years before Pinochet’s coup. She was actually singing of the Spanish fascists, murdering a communist leader.

And here are the lyrics:

Look at how they talk to us about freedom
When they deprive us of it in reality.
Look at how they proclaim tranquility
When we are being tortured by authority.

What will the Holy Father say
Who lives in Rome,
When they are strangling his doves?

Look at how they talk to us about paradise,
When they’re raining bullets on us like hail.
Look at their enthusiasm for the sentence,
Knowing that they’re killing innocence.

He who officiated death like a hangman
Is calmly eating his breakfast.
With this they’re putting the rope around a neck,
The Fifth Commandment has no seal.

Amid more injustices, Mr. Attorney General,
My soul will have more strength to sing.
How lovely the wheat will be in the field
Watered with your blood, Julián Grimau.

Translation mine.

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