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Over the past year or so I've been slowly redpilling my friends. They started out pretty liberal, as most women do, but jeets are so undeniably gross and creepy that after a certain point they couldn't even pretend that they're the same as us or that they belong here. Every one of us has a story about an Indian creeping on us, almost killing us on the highway or assaulting our senses with their body odor (usually all three). They're swarming the city we live in like locusts which, while depressing to watch, gave me the perfect opportunity to explain the H1B scam.

From there I started talking about how India is the way it is because of their low average IQ. This concept was the final nail in the coffin that turned me into a race realist and I think it's doing the same for them. We watched Codex Pajeet together and they were horrified by what they saw. The Israel shit has also been helpful with introducing the JQ and the art of the early life check. Flash forward to now and I even have one of them sending me jew memes on Instagram lmao

The key I think has been never putting a label to my ideology; if you say you're racist right out of the gate the conditioned emotional responses kick in, the logical reasoning shuts off and they will not hear you out no matter how much sense you're making. But if you just talk about things you've observed that they probably have too and propose reasons behind them (low IQ, low trust societies, lack of necessary brainpower to empathize etc) people kind of put the pieces together on their own. It helps that my friends, while brainwashed, were decent and intelligent people going in. As their racism doula I am absolutely THRILLED to finally have other women I can talk about this stuff with