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Lola and Ruby Moir
Redacted is quite right that they should not be forgotten. Logical place to start was X Search, then maybe ggl search, with little hope of success.
The last report I saw was by Aesthetica who had spoken to the mother. It seems she’s put up the shutters on the daughters, the two perps having been charged … no further info. I’ve run the above on X minutes ago, hoping someone will respond.
Lola and Ruby Moir – are victims of a political ideology that forces disparate cultures live in the same space. Something no nation would ever ask for and would reject outright in a referendum. The younger girl is acting out of pure instinct as I did once against a boy who was bullying my older brother. He and I were different, me the more aggressive and I saw the threat for what it was and took action. Not only did I deck my brother’s tormentor I shot him in the knee with an .22 airgun. She is protecting her sibling: she is a lioness.
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JH: 😎
Politicians are the worst of us, just look at what they’ve done! Trump is not a politician, and he called them out this week at the UN, saying “You’re destroying your countries.. your countries are going to hell”. He’s not wrong, he even said “I’m really good at this”, pointing out the obvious difference between him and the empty shells he was addressing. Monocultures have stood the test of time whereas multi-cultures go the way of Rome.
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JH: 💯
• I had to do the same for my younger sister. A older girl up the street who was bigger than I and 5 years older than my 4 year old sister. My brother had found out the girl had bullied and even spanked our younger sister!
He retrieved me from my playmates. I remember our conference with our wee sister holding his hand sniffing. We immediately marched up the street and confronted the bully, with lil’sis in tow, tear stained face and red bottom. I was red in the face! La Nutt was our name for that girl. I had become the nut at that point in time.
Brother, same age as I allowed me to handle, he couldn’t hold me back if he tried. It was better that I handle against a girl. He could intervene if needed. I am normally fairly easy going, but bullies get under my skin and out come the razor blades from my finger nails and teeth!
No, we didn’t tussle. She was scared. The person she saw before her was not the nice passive elf she assumed I to be. That oaf with her creepy grin was just that, an oaf. She had hurt other children too. Where were their siblings, my brother and I wondered.
She never bullied my sibling again. Sone time later, months , a year not sure I was alone in my bicycle. She and her couple of cohorts called me names and made fun of me. Do you think I even cared what they said or thought of me …or anything? What did it matter to me what an oaf and her minions said about me? How tough she had become with me with her force. Right…sooooo tough! 🤭
Also, in the state of mind I was in upon seeing our red bottomed, teary eyed sister, it was a good thing I didn’t have an air gun a the time. La Nutt would have been teary eyed with her stoopid self scrambling around her backyard holding her BEhind and yelling due to multiple air gun pangs inflicted.
Good for you decking your oaf!!! His knee? I imagine he probably took ‘the knee’ whenever you waltzed by after that.
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Sister’s bully was a yankee…of course she was!