No Regrets, No Apologies For Comments on Vaxx-Shilling Princess of Filth and Her Well-Deserved Cancer

Originally published via Armageddon Prose Substack:

“Sic semper tyrannis.”
(“Thus always to tyrants.”)

I recently wrote a thing regarding the Wenchess of Cambridge — or whatever her PR people insist she be called to highlight her parasitical perch above the rabble — and her recent well-earned cancer diagnosis.

          Related: British Princess Cunt Has Cancer, I Don’t Care, and Corporate Media Can’t Make Me Care

People got upset. Some sent angry emails; some canceled their subscriptions to Armageddon Prose, as is their prerogative; others did both.

A few threatened graphic acts of physical violence while lamenting my alleged lack of humanity, which strikes me as a bit ironic, if not hypocritical.

At any rate, let me state on the record with no equivocation that I regret nothing that I wrote about this lady or her degenerate non-British “royal” bloodline. As I mentioned in the piece yesterday, I don’t have any kings, being an American who values deeply the best traditions of Americana, however half-heartedly the country has lived up to its ideals over the years.

Frankly, I view any American coming to the aid and comfort of European so-called royalty with great suspicion, they having apparently learned nothing of the founding of this country or on what grounds the American Revolution were taught. Perhaps we can blame public school for that.

You may view calling her a “cunt” as gratuitous and uncouth, and you might be right. You are free to use whatever descriptors, and offer whatever condolences, you like via whatever media you like. That’s why we have freedom of speech, my commitment to which the Crown does not share.

Even if the Lady Princess had done nothing herself to warrant castigation, her membership in the Royal Family would be enough to make her fair game.

But, oh, how she has done things — a great many unforgiveable things.

Here is that absolute Whore of Babylon performatively getting “vaccinated” at the Science Museum — the closest thing to a place of worship the Royal Family has — and encouraging the peasants to follow suit, released through the official YouTube “Royal Family Channel,” followed by a montage of performative masking on front of the cameras to flex her and her crime family’s virtues:

https://youtu.be/7l1fRs-IwRs?si=GGYgo5U80RRRTxSU

“Yesterday I received my first dose of the COVID-19 vaccine at London’s Science Museum. I’m hugely grateful for everyone who is playing a part in the rollout — thank you for everything you are doing”
-Princess Kate, Pfizer Spokeswoman

https://youtu.be/x4hiCKC5gZE?si=CzWJRAyfvPJ_2oUK

Gag me with a spoon!

How many innocent members of the public, well-trained to defer their critical thinking to inbred foreign royalty, absorbed the Crown’s propaganda on behalf of Pfizer, got injected, and now have turbo-cancer themselves?

https://rumble.com/v1en7lk-covid-19-vaccine-injuries-from-around-the-world-graphic-content.html

And why would the corporate state media not play tiny violins on air for their cancer with the same breathless worshipfulness that they do with the sacred Princess?

As far as I’m concerned, their blood is on her hands, and her cancer diagnosis is a modicum of the karma she has reaped for herself, although she deserves far worse. I fervently pray that Heaven and Hell are real so that they can deliver it to her.

And, in terms of COVID-19 over the past few years, we’re just scraping the tip of the iceberg in terms of the Crown’s centuries-long genocidal crimes against humanity and those they have planned for the future.

Ben Bartee, author of Broken English Teacher: Notes From Exile, is an independent Bangkok-based American journalist with opposable thumbs.

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