/lit/ - Literature

I came across my Uncle Scott playing his bagpipes one afternoon, he was practicing in the traditional style of our clan, the Forbes, by stomping all around in a circle; lifting his hairy legs up high as he did so, and going 'parp parp' hard into the pipes so as to produce an awful din. Every now and again he would remove the pipe from his mouth and shout in gibberish whilst waving his fist in the direction of the nearby shore.

"What ho, Uncle Scott," I said, taking my rest upon a stone with one gaiter. I watched him stomping around in a circle, roaring in nonsense verse, seemingly ignorant to my presence, "you know," I said, "I've been in London these last few months and have seen the Kings Guard playing bagpipes and they sound nothing at all like you."

"That's because they're fairies!" he shouted, "blasted fairies to a man," he cursed, and then carried out stomping around in a circle.

"They wear underpants as well," I said in grim tones.

He stopped in his tracks and pivoted on one leg, turning to me with raised eyebrows and an accusatory finger, "or do the underpants wear them?"

I took a bite of my apple.

"Back when I was a young lad," said my Uncle Scott, "we considered it a mark of masculine virtue to wear nay underpants," he said.

I feigned an expression of interest, "is that so?" and he fell to his knees, the pipes falling from his neck, and he began to claw at the clouds above him, he said: "hoo ken ye noo a mon if'n ya canny sea waddy made-ee," which was just too thick in accent for me to understand. He looked a little downcast at my lack of response, and so I smiled and nodded, "I quite agree."

"As a matter fact," I said, a thought just having occurred to me, "when I was in London I met Uncle Mick from Cork and Uncle Jones from [unpronounceable], as well Uncle Chong from Han China and Uncle Sanchez from Madrid, they asked after you," and I reached into my cardigan and produced a small Polaroid of us all smiling and waving whilst sitting around a Taco Buffet.

Uncle Scott snatched the polaroid from my hands, he began furiously pointing at the photograph and his words failed for him for a good few seconds, until stuttering and stammering he managed to spit out, "they're no Scotsmen," and his eyes were wide and yellowing, and I frowned, more than a little perturbed by this, "why no they aren't," I said, taking the polaroid from his hands.

They forced Emmanuel into a small room with tiny furniture, the stove was small and unstocked, "cook your dinner" they slavered, "but there is no food," replied Emmanuel, "no," they said handing him handfuls of clay, "this is delicious dinner," and saliva dripped from their mouths. They were mocking him, these cruel palefaces who had snatched him from his ancestral lands and sought to make him into their sick plaything; dependent and unable to hunt and be at one with the land.


Is there any really good fiction/lit about horror stories of third world adoption in the west?
IT'S MUGUMBO MONTH

>>15001866
I know what you mean, but its not "liberalism".. Liberalism frees the slaves and lets people enjoy Lazy-Fair Capitales.

Again, what you're talking about is still Repression which is Authoritarianism which isn't Liberalism. This is a TV Buzzword which has ascribed 'freedom' with 'oppression' and turned people who don't know better clamoring for fascism as if that's freedom.

The world really doesn't run on ideology you know, there's no club house inside Davos where people get together and discuss their ideological purity lol

>>15001768
lol because to write the planet off as "incel" is retarded, it misses the point even if it's more than halfway accurate.

Actually the incel argument is an argument in favor of Wilhelm Reich and Freud: if they were having mindblowing orgasms they'd not be wasting time with political essays. I suppose that is true... however peoples grievances can't be brushed off, it's a legitimate frustration whether they're articulating it all backwards or not - e.g. behind "they took our jerbs, them faget chinamon" is a legitimate grievance about a lack of jobs creation programs at home which has been redirected from cause (domestic economic) onto anther group (fagets overseas)