Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Punkass Balls, The Gillette White Knight

The Gillette boycott, January 2019 -- We are aware of how dishonest those people are who get a “journalism” degree and go on to distort, like and propagandize the dumbed-down version of neo-Marxist ideology they were indoctrinated in by their cynical professors at the financially rapacious, morally corrupt universities. Therefore it comes as no surprise that these hacks would bend over backwards in various ways to misrepresent the January 2019 Procter & Gamble boycott sett off by their neo-Marxist misandric Gillette video sermon.

We see in many headlines the false claim that men are “threatening to boycott Procter & Gamle products including those under the now odious Gillette brand. No. men have already boycotted Gillette starting RIGHT NOW; nobody is “threatening” to do so. Some hack reporters refer to a “debate.” There is no debate. The non-cuck population has no interest in engaging in debate with neo-Marxist indoctrinators and White Knight Pussybeggars. They are interested in avoiding and bankrupting them.

Pankaj Bhalla, the culturally retarded brand manager for Gillette apparently thought by promoting the status quo authoritarian social control shaming technique that corporations use and which are designed by control-freak leftist ideologues, would not harm market share. After all the “social justice” brainwashing does indeed create efficiency by intimidating employees and by fostering cheaper and cheaper internationalist labor sources, so why would customers think they are anything but operant conditioning subjects, fully implanted with trigger words, ready to hypnotically obey the standardized “social justice” prompts.

Yet, it is becoming apparent rather rapidly, that No-balls Bhalla, far from being the sharpest blade in the razor aisle, got Punked, or Punkajed, as it were. Gillette is screwed, screwed big league.

-- Bye-bye, No-Balls. It was dull knowin' ya.





“It is time to boycott Gillette and all Procter and Gamble products,” A Voice for Men,
January 14, 2019



“The Gillette Ad - No Joke Janice,” Episode 13, StudioBrule, Jan 18, 2019




Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Prison Weddings – Female Serial Killers

1929 – “Brazilian Black Widow” – Fernando Noronha Island, Brazil

Imprisoned on an island penal colony, the unnamed Brazilian woman, murdered two husbands in a brutal manner. In prison she remarried and one day, annoyed with her husband’s long working hours as a fisherman, she “tied him to his bed, and then poured boiling water on him a little at a time and beginning with his feet, until he passed out.”

1946 – Bertha Gossett Hill – Rome, Georgia, USA

Convicted of murder of her husband, Leroy Hill, in 1946, with two additional alleged murders under investigation, Bertha Gossett Hill, 29, under life sentence, was married to Wiley Gravitt, 21-year-old construction worker, in the Floyd County Jail office May 3, 1947. She was released on technical grounds following a third trial on appeal in 1960.

1969 – Susan Atkins – Los Angeles, California, USA

“Atkins married twice while in prison. Her first marriage was to Donald Lee Laisure on September 2, 1981. Atkins became the mercurial Laisure's 35th wife, but the two divorced after he sought to marry yet again. She married a second time, in 1987, to a man fifteen years her junior, James W. Whitehouse, a graduate of Harvard Law School who represented Atkins at her 2000 and 2005 parole hearings. He maintained a website dedicated to her legal representation.” [Wikipedia]

1986 – Idoia López Riaño (Idoia Lopez Riano) – Guipúzcoa, Spain

2 marriages while in prison.

2009 – Kanae Kijima – Tokyo, Japan

After conviction and sentence of death, Kanae Kijima has married three times: on Mar. 12, 2015, in Jul. 2017, and in Jan. 2018

2011 – Goidsargi Estibaliz “Esti” Carranza – Vienna, Austria

Double back widow.

2013 – Joanna Dennehy – Peterborough, Cambridgeshire, England

Petitioned for permission to marry her lesbian girlfriend in prison.

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Pauline Yatchuk, Serial Baby-Killing Mom – Canada, 1932

The final sentence of the final text here tells the salient part of this convoluted tale.


Article 1 of 3 – July 12, 1933 - Angusville farmer Fred Stawycznyj, 45, is hanged in Headingly for murdering his illegitimate child. The widower farmer and his neighbour Mrs. Pauline Yatchuk began an affair in 1927 after her husband left to work in the U.S.. The two produced four children together, the first three were born dead, (at least that's what Stawycznyj claimed Mrs. Yatchuk told him.) In the case of the fourth child, the one at the centre of the murder trial, Yatchuk said that Stawycznyj was present at the birth. The child was born alive but he strangled and buried the girl in the back yard to keep the affair a secret. Stawycznyj insisted that he was not present and that she told him that the child was born dead. It took the jury an hour and a half to reach a guilty verdict against Stawycznyj. Yatchuk received a two-year sentence. [Source: This Was Monitoba]


Article 2 of 3 – FULL TEXT: Minnertosa, Man., April 4. – Accused by his common-law wife, Mrs. Pauline Yatchuk, of slaying four of their five infant children by strangulation, Fred Stawycznyj, of Angusville, Man., will stand trial for his life, charged with murder, at the spring assizes for the northern judicial district of Manitoba, opening in the Minnedosa court house, Tuesday afternoon. One count of concealment of birth will also be laid against him, while Mrs Yatchuk will be tried on four counts of concealment of birth, to complete the assize docket, which is the smallest in years.

Discovery of the murders was made following investigation by the B.C.M. police of an anonymous letter received by the justice of the peace at Angusville, which Mrs Yatchuk later admitted having instructed a friend to write, and which subsequently led to the arrest of both Mrs. Yatchuk and Stawycznyj, when they were charged with murder. The bodies of the infants were found near the Yatchuk home, rude shack, about a half-mile west of Angusville, buried in coffins of apple boxes.

Mrs. Yatchuk aided the police in finding the tiny graves, which were no deeper than two feet below the surface. She claimed that she had borne five children between September 1, 1929, and June, 1932, four of which had been strangled by Stawycznyj shortly after birth, the fifth being stillborn. She also stated that no one but herself and Stawycznyj were present the births. The bodies of the infants were in a badly decomposed state and inspection by medical authorities failed to determine the cause of death.

Stawycznyj was committed was committed for trial at a preliminary hearing held In Russell last December, when Mrs. Yatchuk definitely accused him of putting the children to death by strangling them, while relating her illicit relations with the accused. The charge of murder against Mrs. Yatchuk was reduced to charges of concealment of births, when the court ruled that there was not sufficient evidence to commit her on the more serious count.

[“Angusville Man Faces Charge Of Murdering Four,” Winnipeg Free Press (Manitoba, Canada), Apr. 4, 1933, p. 5]


Article 3 of 3 – EXCERPT: As soon as the police discovered the remains of five infants, they took Stawycznyk and Yatchuk into custody and charged them with murder. Yatchuk had already confessed her part in the deaths of the babies, but Stawycznyk denied murdering anyone. He told investigators that he knew where the body of the fifth was buried only because he put it there, after he was told to do so by Yatchuk. Besides, he said, he was not the only man with whom she was carrying on.

Less than two weeks later preliminary hearings were held to determine if there was sufficient evidence to commit the pair to trial. Stawycznyk want first. The story Yatchuk told at his hearing was identical to the statement she gave police, and Stawycznyk was bound over for trial. At the end of Yatchuk’s own preliminary, the presiding magistrate decided there was evidence that the fifth child was stillborn and not murdered, and he directed that the murder charges laid against Yatchuk be replaced with charges of concealing a birth. There is some doubt whether that was an appropriate decision. Sixteen days after her preliminary hearing ended, Yatchuk was overheard confessing that she killed her babies by herself.

[Dale Brawn, Chap. 1 “Fred Stawycznyk and Pauline Yatchuk: Babies in Boxes,” Practically Perfect: Killers Who Got Way With Murder … For a While, Dundurn, Toronto, 2013]




For more cases of this type, see Serial Baby-Killer Moms.


Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Sophie Lyons, Queen of the Old Fashioned #MeToo Racket, The Badger Game - 1878

EXCERPT from Captured and Exposed – Sophie Lyons, the “queen” of nineteenth century crime, was an adept practitioner of the badger game. She was so good at it that she sometimes pulled it off without a “badger.” In 1878 she finally got caught after she lured a well-respected, elderly lawyer to her Boston hotel room with the promise of sex, got him to undress, then locked his clothes in her trunk.

She forced him to write her a check for $1000 ($24,215 in 2018), and told him he’d get his clothes back after she returned from the bank with the money. She locked the door on her way out so he couldn’t call the police.

Officials at the bank were suspicious of such a large check and called the police, who escorted Sophie back to the hotel. There they found her naked victim. She claimed she was his long-standing mistress. He refused to prosecute due to the shame it would have brought him. “She was so bewitching and fascinating that I could not help it,” he sheepishly remarked.

[Shayne Davidson, “The Badger Game,” Captured and Exposed, Jun. 20, 2018]


FULL TEXT: New York, Oct. 16. – "My grandfather was a cracksman to whom the boys of Scotland Yard took off their hats."

This doubtful boast was made five years ago by a beautiful woman – a woman of talent, of wealth, of wide experience, and above all, a woman who is ranked as the cleverest thief the world over. This woman is Sophie Lyons. She has a dozen other names, but it is not worth while to enumerate them. Sophie Lyons she is officially and by that name Is known to the chiefs of police in every great city in the world.

Just now she is in New York, where she was arrested a few days ago on a charge of carrying burglar's tools. This sounds formidable. When the police magistrate before whom she was arraigned, asked the detective where the burglar's tools were, he held up a woman's skirt, in which was sewed an ordinary, old-fashioned shoplifter's bag. This latter comprised the sum total of the burglar's tools. Ordinarily the detective would have had a weak case and the prisoner would have been discharged. But the linking together of Sophie Lyons and the shoplifter's bag meant business.  So she was held for the grand jury.

Sophie is now in her fiftieth year; she has lived in several penitentiaries, but she does not look her age. Most people would put her down for forty, and the leniently inclined at thirty-five or thirty-eight. But in a few months she will pass the half century mark and she takes satisfaction in the thought that she has lived every year of her life.

Criminologists, if they could induce Sophie to talk solemnly, would find much of interest in a study of her. She is a striking example of the force of heredity in crime, more so than any criminal in or out of jail today. As hinted in the opening paragraph, her grandfather was officially interested in crime. Her father was a house breaker and her mother a shoplifter. Her son died in Auburn prison.


Up to this point there is no break in the theory of heredity as advanced by some criminologists. But now for the break and the strangest part of it. Sophie has two daughters. One of these Is 29 years old, the other 27. They are nuns in a Montreal convent, giving up their lives to a furtherance of the manifold teachings of religion.

How is this to be accounted for?

The theorists in criminal heredity may any: "But the father of these young women! he must be considered as well as the mother. His honesty may have been stronger than her criminality."

Ned Lyons was the father. Ask any detective of note, or look into any standard work on American criminals, for information about Ned Lyons. As an all round crook he ranked pre-eminent. He gathered in $150,000 during the war, being the most reckless and persistent bounty jumper of them all. In one month he enlisted and deserted eighteen times. With accomplices he robbed one bank of $1,000,000 in cash. Numerous other banks he robbed of sums ranging from S10,000 to a quarter of a million — always in cash. This was the father of the boy who died in Auburn prison, and of the two nuns in the Montreal convent.

Heredity doesn't explain this divergence in the children, but environment dines. By one of her strange whims Sophie Lyons decided that her two daughters should grow up to be honest, pure women, and by another strange whim she hoped that her son would be a credit to the record of his maternal grandparents and of his parents. So she kept her son with her and sent her daughters to the convent. The son had the influence of the mother and the daughters file goodly teachings of the nuns. If this had been reversed the daughters might have turned out differently and the son might now be alive, an honest man.


Sophie Lyons has been a criminal for forty years. When she was a child, living on the east side of town, she was a pickpocket. Her father, Sara Levy, was one of the pets of old Mother Mandelbaum, who kept the biggest fence this country has ever known. Sam was a housebroker of eminence. His wife, Sophie's mother, was a of skill. From infancy Sophie mingled with thieves of all shades. Her baby ears drank in the plottings of desperadoes. Her childish ideal of a fine joke was a story about the ease with which a certain house was robbed, the amount of plunder carried away or the sandbagging of the house owner.

She was picking pockets before she was 10 years old. Since then there have been few breaks in her criminal career and strangely enough, very little of her time has been spent in prison.


The New York detectives say that Sophie Lyons is the cleverest pickpocket the world over. Her skill is so marvelous that It seems akin to the work of magicians. Her right hand, the hand that accomplishes these wonders, is long, sender and as pliable as a professional pianist's. The fingers taper beautifully, but they can bend and twist like pieces of India rubber. How many pockets they have slipped into during the past four decades will never be known. Sophie lost track of the number long ago.

She says that she is not doing anything in a professional way nowadays, as she has enough to support herself finely. But the possession of wealth has never been an agency sufficiently strong to divert her from her chosen path. The police say that she cannot resist the temptation to steal; that the craft was born in her and that Its fascinations are stronger than her will. There is no doubt that on several occasions she has made efforts to reform. Two years ago she went so far as to actually interest herself and her money in a philanthropic society for the reformation of discharged prisoners, and she wrote for various publications some able articles on the subject. Two months after the publication of her last article she was arrested in St. Louis, charged with stealing a $500 diamond ornament.

When she married Ned Lyons thirty years ago he was the leading cracks man, of the day. He was looked up to by such experts as Jimmie Hope, Max Shinburn and Charley Bullard. Lyons determined to meet the responsibilities of matrimony by doing something gigantic, so he had a conference with the three worthies above named, and the plot was hatched to rob the Ocean bank, then located at Fulton and Greenwich streets. The gang had plenty of money and they hired the basement under the bank and did a general exchange business. Behind the partition where the private office was supposed to be in the rear of the basement they worked night and day cutting into the ceiling immediately under the vaults of the bank. One Sunday they were ready for the final task of lifting out the stone flooring of the vaults. This was done, and the four men stood in the midst of countless thousands in bonds and stocks there were between $3,000,000 and $4,000,000, but the cracksmen ignored it. They were after money only and they got something over $1,000,000 in cash.

With his share Lyons purchased a fine country home on Long Island, and it was his wish that Sophie should lead a respectable life and enjoy herself as the wife of a rich man should. For a while everything went along smoothly. Sophie had beautiful jewels, plenty of servants, fine clothes, a carriage and numberless luxuries. One day she went to New York to do some shopping and the fascination of the old life came back to her. It was irresistible. She was buying some lace and had several hundred dollars in her pocket to pay for it, and for all of her wants, but she could not choke the temptation to steal. Perhaps her hand had lost its cunning, for she was caught red-handed with a roll of stolen lace and was convicted. Lyons spent great sums of money to save his wife from the penitentiary and she only got six months on the Island.

Time after time this same thing happened. Her husband stole hundreds of thousands and generally managed, to keep out of prison, and although he begged her to stay at home and take care of the babies, she kept at her trade. Finally Lyons was sent up and Sophie formed an alliance with a crook named Hamilton Brock and called Hambrock. Lyons said he would kill Hambrook when he got out. and true to his word he started to hunt him up the day of his release. Hambrock was ready for him and got in the first shot, which pierced Lyons' Jaw Fearing for his life. Hambrock heard that Lyons was to rob a store In Connecticut, and warned the owners. Lyons was shot through the lungs and almost died. For this piece of perfidy Sophie threw Hambrock over, but Lyons would never have anything more to do with her. Lyons is still alive, a physical wreck and penniless. He spends most of his time in Jersey City, for whenever he crosses the river to New York he is arrested on general principles.

Sophie is supposed to be worth at least $100,000. She is not as good looking as she used to be. Twenty years ago she was strikingly handsome, with soft hazel eyes, regular features, brown hair and a wonderfully fine figure. She speaks four languages easily, is well read and can talk cleverly on art, literature, politics or minor subjects. She is vain and dislikes to have her portraits published as she looks today. She dresses with as much care as ever, and pathetically bemoans the passing of the good old times.

[Grantland Grieve, “A Notorious Woman Thief - Sophie Lyons Though 50 Years Old Still a Terror - A Criminal By Heredity - A Thorn In the Side of Gotham's Police for Forty Years Bar Grandfather, Her Father and Her Mother Were Thieves of Note, Also Her Husband and Her Son.” The Herald (Los Angeles, Ca.), Oct. 18, 1896, p. 18]