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[Anonymous No.15876977]

>They is four things that can destroy the earth, he said. Women, whiskey, money, and niggers.
is this, dare I say, /ourbook/?

[Anonymous No.15877017]

>>15876977
> le magic Negroe
No thanks, keep your American culture to yourself.

[Anonymous No.15877290]

>>15876977
>They is four things that can destroy the earth, he said. Women, whiskey, money, and niggers.
I'm tempted to say that you're making this up but I distinctly remember at some point they just started referring to everyone they didn't like as niggers

[Anonymous No.15877340]

>>15877290
it's literally a quote from the book.
the hermit the kid meets says it during his "wise man" rant.
I actually thought it was hilarious because you are led to believe the hermit abandoned civilization for some spiritual reason, but actually he was just a slaver who I quote "got sick of the niggers"

[Anonymous No.15877350]

>>15877340
That was pretty early on in the book, no?
Like pretty soon after The Kid left Nacogdoches?

[Anonymous No.15877405]

>>15877350
Yep, after that I think he fucks that spic up with the bottle and then gets recruited.

[Anonymous No.15877433]

>>15877017
>American culture
it used to be great. this is stereotypical, but you actually had "freedom". by that I mean you had limitless space to the west, no one could tell you what to do you could just pack and move to the west and make your own life of endless possibilities.
it's all over now, you Americans ruined it all and turned those endless possibilities into a wallmart

[Anonymous No.15877464]

>>15877405
>you will never scalp indians for a living
>why even live

[Anonymous No.15877473]

>>15877464
>you will never get to couple with slain indian women
It's not fair

[Anonymous No.15877477]

>>15877464
>implying they wouldn't scalp you first

[Anonymous No.15877487]

>>15877017
"equality" regardless of biological differences: THIS is american culture. the only accepted inequality is economic inequality. european culture pre-1945 , i mean in all europe, used to be the opposite as that garabge.

[Anonymous No.15877699]

>>15877477
Uhhhh not if I was in Glantons gang. The whole book just makes me want the world to end so I can ride a horse around with a bunch of brutes killing people and fashioning their skin into rifle carriers and wear their ears as jewelry.

[Anonymous No.15877707]

>>15877487
American culture is capitalism. if the economic system can't be questioned, then the liberals need to make something up to justify their existence:
that something is "diversity" and fag rights . everything else is verboten

[Anonymous No.15878020]

>>15877699
Glanton's gang got btfo

[Anonymous No.15878268]

>>15876977
could a nigger ever write a book like this?

[Anonymous No.15878285]

>>15876977
Nope. It's an antiracist book where the method is to show racism as ugly and pervasive, instead of beating you over the head with it directly.

[Anonymous No.15878304]

>>15878020
Only after living a based life, it was natural.

[Anonymous No.15878336]

I always thought it would be great if Blood Meridian segued into Lethal Weapon 2 at the end. Like the kid goes to the jakes, opens the door, sees the judge, who says
>there's a bomb!
>on the toilet!

[Anonymous No.15878647]

>>15878304
>*spits* Go ahead and hack me, you mean red nigger
Why was Glanton so based?

[Anonymous No.15878768]

>>15878647
A life of violence breeds an indifferent attitude to it, as well having seen so much deathful violence he always knew his end would come violently. He was also insane. Which is based.

[Anonymous No.15879010]

>>15877433
>giving a bunch of entitled 95 IQ mutts "freedom"
No wonder the country ended up burning down over a rapist nigger or some shit

[Anonymous No.15879956]

>BM thread without any Cormac posting
You gotta be shitting me.

[Anonymous No.15879969]

>>15878020
it's about the journey not the destination

[Anonymous No.15880636]

>>15879956
nice desu.
do you think that if I start using more "and"s in my phrases it will sound better?

[Anonymous No.15880750]

courtesy of /tv/

[Anonymous No.15880778]

>>15876977
the endless shilling americans do for this book does not make it any better

[Anonymous No.15880826]

>>15880750
>"Ooooh, right in the Toadvine"
I don't know if I'd hate this or love it.

[Anonymous No.15880868]

It's her again. That stupid cunt.
That obnoxious, self-absorbed, stupid cunt. She's brought her 3 hellspawn with her today too. I wonder how much there will be to pick up after they leave. Fucking brats. Break their tiny filthy hands. Pinch their dirty cheeks and don't release until the flesh comes off. Always screaming. A belting would give them something to scream about. Raze their asses until bloody pulps remain. But that woman. That ugly cow. What compelled those men to fuck such a disgusting beast. Meth, alcohol--whatever it was, its effects were temporary. Sobriety showed her fuckers what a despicable cunt she was. What man could call himself a man by staying with that wretched fat cesspool. Nigger. That is how lowly I think of you. A disgusting word for a disgusting person. Nigger. Nigger kids. Niggers.
Here she comes, waddling up to the counter, bending the cart handle and stressing the wheels. People wonder why they squeak and roll wobbly. Niggers. There are her nigger children. Future welfare queens. Future nigger mothers--nigger mothers of more nigger kids. Disgusting. I smile.
"Good to see you again. Have you found everything you came in for today?"
"Mhm."
How dare you mumble to me, you stupid nigger. I should strike you for that.
"That's terrific! Oh, and how are you girls today?"
"... good, ehehehe..."
Only 1 nigger child answered me. Probably the only one who will finish her nigger education in grade school. Another nigger kid hid behind her nigger cow mother and the last nigger child is wrapping her nigger lips and nigger tongue around my nigger-free candy. I hope you die in a car fire.
Look at this fat nigger. Putting nigger-approved groceries on my freshly wiped down counter I just cleaned with Nigger-Away! spray. Soda, gatorade, chips, cookies, frozen junk food.
"Will that be all today?"
"Hol' on, hol' on, gon' grab one more thang..."
More chips, more soda, spicy nuts. A non-nigger man is waiting behind you, unruly nigger. How dare you keep him waiting. Stupid nigger, how dare you come to my counter if you were not ready to leave quickly. How dare you leave your obnoxious nigger children hanging around my counter.
"Heehee, we good now."
"Glad to hear it! Your total came to $15.48."
"EBT."
Non-nigger men--me, the non-nigger man waiting behind you--are paying for you, you fat disgusting shameful excuse of a life, and your future disgusting shameful excuses of lives nigger kids. You are also lowering my average transaction with your nigger-spending, you worthless nigger-customer.
"Well, looks like you're all set! Come back and see us again!"
"Ok."
Ooga booga nigger monkey. I hope nigger-heart disease sets in from your gluttonous eating habits. I hope the local nigger-hoodlum gang does a drive-by on your home. I hope one of 3 shameless men who fucked your nigger ass and gave you nigger kids comes back and kills you out of regret.
"Thanks for your patience, sir. We appreciate it."
He looked around, leaning in.
"Niggers, right?"

[Anonymous No.15880922]

you people sure do hate niggers.
what's up with that?

[Anonymous No.15880928]

>>15880922
try living around them.

[Anonymous No.15881061]

>>15877433
europeans like Dan O'Hara and Bloom who read BM never can grasp this, especially when they draw parallels between it and American mythology. Turns out being married to your out of date class system and an inability to recognize imperialism skews your world view

[Anonymous No.15881079]

>>15879956

[Anonymous No.15881546]

>>15880928
I lived around slavs. it's so much worse

[Anonymous No.15881566]

>>15876977
i'm a little more than halfway through and this book is already my favorite of all time

[Anonymous No.15881592]

>>15877699
They split Glanton’s head to the thrapple

[Anonymous No.15881602]

>>15881592
Yeah, and as i said in my following posts, it was a death that was natural to him. He even accepted it in the second before it happened. He had always accepted it.
Also he was a psychopath.

[Anonymous No.15881662]

>>15877017
>>15880778
rent free

[Anonymous No.15881853]

>>15880868
your rage bores me.

[Anonymous No.15881882]

>>15881853
your mom was boring in bed.

[Anonymous No.15882548]

>>15881882
maybe you're just bad at sex

[Anonymous No.15882593]

>>15882548
maybe you're just bad

[Anonymous No.15883819]

>>15881061
Sorry that white people were so good at conquering, maybe everyone else should've been better.

[Anonymous No.15885684]

>>15877699
you would just be the fucktoy for the judge

[Anonymous No.15885868]

>>15883819
My point is euro's like to pretend they aren't as violent as Americans when world history shows they were just as bad, if not worse.

Don't take my judgement of britfags as an indictment against violent expansion.

[Anonymous No.15886012]

ah, blood meridian, monsieur? that novel is the sark and chaparral of literature, the filament whereon rode the remuda of highbrow, corraled out of some destitute hacienda upon the arroya, quirting and splurting with main and with pyrolatrous coagulate of lobated grandiloquence. our eyes rode over the pages, monsieur, of that slatribed azotea like argonauts of suttee, juzgados of swole, bights and systoles of walleyed and tyrolean and carbolic and tectite and scurvid and querent and creosote and scapular malpais and shellalagh. we scalped, monsieur, the gantlet of its esker and led our naked bodies into the rebozos of its mennonite and siliceous fauna, wallowing in the jasper and the carnelian like archimandrites, teamsters, combers of cassinette scoria, centroids of holothurian chancre, with pizzles of enfiladed indigo panic grass in the saltbush of our vigas, true commodores of the written page, rebuses, monsieur, we were the mygale spiders too and the devonian and debouched pulque that settled on the frizzen studebakers, listening the wolves howling in the desert while we saw the judge rise out of a thicket of corbelled arches, whinstone, cairn, cholla, lemurs, femurs, leantos, moonblanched nacre, uncottered fistulas of groaning osnaburg and kelp, isomers of fluepipe and halms awap of griddle, guisado, pelancillo.

[Anonymous No.15886030]

The man walked into the tienda adjacent to the burnt-out husk of an Iglesia such that it appeared to be the vestiges of a single structure partially ruinated by a cruel and atheistic Heavenly Overseer who had in His self-loathing deigned to elevate the commerce of mortals to a level of sanctity that dwarfed His own.

The man sat down at the counter and ordered frijoles and coffee and also tortillas which he dipped into the coffee and after dipping the tortillas into the coffee became embarrassed because he had meant to dip the tortillas into the frijoles instead but could not bear to admit to the Mejicanos in the tienda that he had committed such a mistake as God Himself had committed in His ineffable wisdom to seed this Earth with humanity which having been blessedly given dominion over that realm formerly administered over by God had with the rapacity of Los Perros Diabolos commenced to ravishing it with the boundless appetite of some primeval and unearthly monster.

One of the men at the counter of the tienda said Senor por que you are dipping your tortillas in your cafecito amigo? And the man bowed his head as might a Jesuit priest in communion with such a force as had wrought tortillas from the heavenly emptiness and the man said shut your fucking hole and the other man said si senor and then the man went outside and shot a burro and when yet another man who was neither the man who had shot the burro nor the man inside the tienda who had previously accosted the man for his mistake in tortilla etiquette questioned this man who had shot the burro on his spiritual motivations for shooting a burro the man explained to this burro-concerned third man that the world that God had created and then forsook much in the same way we might forsake coffee that had been compromised with an ill-chosen dip of a tortilla is a cruel and merciless world in which the senseless and thoughtless and furthermore corazonless murder of burros was commonplace and inexplicable yet it was humanity's compulsion to the question the necessity of such inevitable acts of transgression against all that was sacred and pure in this world that made the human race worth saving in the eyes of the Lord and so saying the man commended the other man for his compassion towards the burro and then shot the man for having dared question his God-given right to exterminate said burro. The man dipped the burro in frijoles and drank coffee from a cup made from trotillas and then fried an egg on top of a second burro which he shot and set aflame as his own soul might never be aflame with such passions that might drive a man to sacrifice his own life in defense of a burro's honor.

The frijoles squatted.

[Anonymous No.15886232]

>>15878285
No shit. Glanton and the judge are lying, subhuman scumbags.

[Anonymous No.15886956]

>>15876977
The hermit literally tries to molest him lol

[Anonymous No.15887382]

>>15886956
Hot.