From: henrynurzadeh@gmail.com   
      
   I have to admit I have a high tolerance for Nima's cringe and that nasal voice   
   of his. Listening to his recent podcast with a friend who is, at least for   
   now, identifying as a member of the still imaginary, still a one-man show,   
   Fatimiya Sufi Order (two    
   dudes does not make a one man show anything more than a one man show. If Nima   
   disappeared all pretense to running or caring about an FSO would disappear   
   immediately).    
      
   I felt the interesting parts were really when Mr. Sam Burch held forth on   
   indigenous rights within Australia, or so-called Australia since he   
   understands these Western names given to lands conquered and stolen from   
   ancient peoples subsequently subject to    
   attempted and successful genocide are but a more recent overlay.    
      
   Anytime Nima spoke in that sniveling voice of his, however, the tone became   
   hilarious as he tried steering the conversation from indigeneity and   
   indigenous rights to "those mean nasty trolls online" who (We're sure he   
   hasn't told Sam the whole truth    
   about himself or how this started) just came out of nowhere to harass poor   
   Nima Sadra Hazini. It was evident he sought to vampirically steal energy from   
   Burch's discourse to feed his petty internet beef that began with the   
   attempted character    
   assassination of several individuals who proved not as easy to bully as   
   previous victims of his 20+ years as a shitposter and cringeposter. He even   
   went so far as to suggest the tribal legal systems of Australia's First   
   Nations bore a resemblance to what    
   is found in the Bayan. No offense, that line of inquiry might be more   
   interesting and I might take it more seriously if I did not see this as Nima's   
   classic narcissism latching parasitically onto something of substance for its   
   own sustenance.    
      
   Nima mentions makes a big to-do about the Fatimiya Sufi Order's ban on   
   American membership mainly because White Males constitute the demographic   
   driving force of American power. While that is hard to disagree with   
   objectively Nima quickly turns this on    
   Giron (who is not exactly the Whitest dude on earth) and Abookire -- whose own   
   ancestry is mixed Arab, Slav, and Hungarian but which Nima the pure son of   
   Arya Mehr has always seen fit to ridicule. It is as if Giron the Anti-Bab and   
   Abookire the Anti-Nima    
   (Because Nima, in his insight role within the Order of the Nine Angles,   
   fancies himself the Return of and improvement upon Baha'u'llah) in his own   
   personal psychotic mythology.    
      
   After reminding us how White bread Americans are banned and how they commodify   
   everything and expect automatic membership and prominence in any tradition   
   that simply existsand how the Phillipine-American mutt Giron and the   
   Arab-Slav-Magyar mongrel    
   Abookire are the epitome of toxic Anglo values without being even slightly   
   Anglo, Nima lists his exceptions: African Americans and Native Americans. All   
   well and good. Then comes Whitey: Nima has taken bay'ah from an ex-Baha'i   
   White dude and has another    
   White American muhibb. So White Americans who can demonstrate to Nima's   
   satisfaction their repentenace of the (unironically real) sins of American   
   White Supremacy can be allowed in. He lumps Ashkenazi Jews in with Whites   
   because after all our intrepid    
   hero LARPs as an ardent anti-Zionist and member of the Axis of Resistance.    
      
   So essentially this is just Dungeons and Dragons across international lines   
   with a sprinkling of Post-Islamic Neo-Babi theurgy thrown in and we are all   
   props in the cosmic psychosis of Nima Wahid Azal, the Bab and Mazhar of the   
   Age, whose flatulence is    
   the holy spirit of the new dispensation which will be delivered, of coure, in   
   blog and podcast format.    
      
   Azal'u'Abha!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)