This man died 10 years ago. Press F to pay respects

This man died 10 years ago. Press F to pay respects.

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S for spit.

Got cucked by the African bull.

Who dat? Who dat?

Leave, negro

Ian Douglas Smith (8 April 1919 – 20 November 2007) was a politician, farmer, and fighter pilot who served as Prime Minister of Rhodesia (or Southern Rhodesia; today Zimbabwe) from 1964 to 1979.

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>Yes yes, we're gonna give you majority rule peacefully anytime now...

Leave, neanderthal subhuman

Bane?

Neanderthals are the reason Asians and Yuros are so successful.
Sorry your genetics have betrayed you. You should bleach or rice yourself, maybe then your lineage may have a chance of rising above the level of dirt.

>equality with blacks is selling out whites

>mfw a time traveler actually prevented Ian Smith from getting on that plane that was shot down by insurgents
>still couldn't save Rhodesia

Pretty fucking sure I didn't imagine reading his bio and obituary a decade ago that said he was killed in the 1970's when his plane got shot down.

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Turbo F. History will know him ad the Last True Brit.

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fuck this racist monkey

tfw you try calling a white monkey and then you see a mirror or your own family.

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Holy shit, I've always heard the blacks are monkies meme but never really got it.
Mugabe really does look like a chimp, though.

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meh not all of them but some of them are downright simian. its like how you meet the occasional white bloke who actually is a living breathing caveman

The last great Englishman
Is dead, and fuck who disagrees.
He once said to Henry Kissinger,
"Is there no honor in the world
Any more?" This man whose face
Was half shot off in the RAF.
"No," replied good Henry, and
Went on to fuck him. And of course
His nation - now a rotting ruin.
This small farmer, this militarist,
This pissant little pseudo-country,
England's chopped and pickled toe,
Weird ascendancy of the Adidas age.
The gods themselves contend in vain!
Still every harvest year is bitter.
The world has never stopped burning.
The revolutions cook and simmer,
They stroke their ire, they brood
And stir among the young, flexing
The bone returning in their fist.
They are all acts of the strong
Upon the weak. Believe none.
Harold Macmillan to the contrary,
Any bear may shit in any woods
And every pope is Catholic, and wind
Of change will often bring the plague.
And one day we will either be
Hacked to death in our own beds,
Or some similar and nasty thing,
Or Ian Smith, and Enoch Powell,
And even our own Tailgunner Joe,
Will have another life in bronze.
But do you know us? I'm not sure
We have been introduced. We are
The neo-McCarthyists. Our motto:
This time, we'll finish the job.
We have no chance of winning, but
We're not at least afraid to try.
Our saint is Julian the Apostate,
Our modal prince is Castlereagh,
Our favorite statesman died today.

- Mencius Moldbug

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One of the greatest men to ever walk upon this green earth.

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