Guest article by Wooden Artifact.

The city of Bristol, England. With large areas having been bombed flat in the war, it was decided to build a tribute to that versatile substance the romans apparently loved and knew how to utilise so well: concrete. Unfortunately, lacking any kind of artistic vision whatsoever, a new hellish canyon of jagged edifice and cliff emerged from the bloody churned sea of blitzed devastation.

The purpose of this new-fangled development of abomination was to provide the perfect natural habitat for numerous species of large corporate “shops”, or “stores” as Americans called them. People could peer in through the windows and imagine owning the products enticingly displayed within, memories of war, maimed loved ones and thoughts of death growing more distant with each new product desired. Most shops not owned by major conglomerates were thus forced out into the wilderness, and in later decades those seeking underground metal music were therefore required to cross dangerous rivers of effluent, brave urine stinking burrows under roads and to smile or scowl at drunken beggars and other human refuse as necessary.

Such was the case with Replay Records. Having reluctantly visited Bristol city with parents as a child, no intelligent person would be eager to return, however, I’d seen a small advert in a local newspaper which promised a large secondhand record shop; vinyls, CDs, magazines and, YES, a wide selection of independent music. For a young man with not many other options at the time, it seemed like a worthwhile adventure. As I had thought, the city centre was bad, very bad. Seeing as I’d grown up in a small rural town with a population barely pushing 20,000, it was still always an unpleasant culture shock to descend into cities of surging crowds and heavy traffic fumes.

A brief walk out of the centre’s limits, a few wrong turns and several subterranean tunnels later and in front of me lay a pair of small shops both adorned with graffiti covered metal shutters, one of which sold paraphernalia pertaining to sexual gratification, and finally, the aforementioned Replay Records. As I entered the dimly lit, never been cleaned, stale smelling premises, I espied two large racks of CDs and another longer rack filled with LPs spanning the wall.

Somewhat self-consciously I began carefully flicking through the CDs while a fellow metaller nearby ran an expert hand quickly along the rack, scanning for any new stock. To my surprise, as he came nearer he looked up, and dismissively brandishing a copy of Metallica’s “Black Album” said “cool shirt mate, look at this shit, must be about 15 copies of this”. I nodded in amazement, in agreement with his assessment of Metallica’s icon of final artistic doom but also in shock of even being addressed in such a casual, natural manner. This was England, in a large city, in the late twentieth century and this sort of thing just wasn’t done. As I visited more frequently over the next couple of years, I learned to accept this behaviour and met a variety of interesting people, some of whom went on to form bands active in the “scene” even today, years later.

As the WWW became more ubiquitous, record shops lost a lot of business to downloads, internet sales and auction sites, with even major companies facing critical difficulties in the physical retail sector. Although independent record shops should manage to stay open in theory, due to a loyal clientele often travelling some distance just to visit them, they often close down anyway (including all those I was eventually familiar with), most likely never to be replaced. For those still lucky enough to have such a shop near them, perhaps you will still be familiar with the arcane, slightly redundant knowledge collected below.

For me it is as distant a memory as that first trip home to my rural town, tightly holding a large yellow bag filled with several LPs and CDs, looking very conspicious and faintly ridiculous against my black jeans and jacket…

Thee arcane knowledge and etiquette of secondhand independent record shops:

- Don’t steal. There’s no point in stealing anyway, only the cases/sleeves are on display, the discs themselves are filed away behind the counter. Independent secondhand shops can’t afford to security tag their stock. The shop needs every penny they can get just to stay open.
- If you’re looking for something specific, remember that the shop is probably only very loosely arranged in alphabetical order and you may need to look carefully around the adjacent letters as well. You could also try asking the staff if they aren’t busy. They’ll probably have a list of stock and could check it for you.
- There’s a reason why there are 10 copies of a certain album on their shelves, it’s rubbish awaiting removal to the landfill.
- The condition of the booklet is quite important. If it’s badly bent, creased or waterdamaged then chances are the previous owner didn’t care too much for the disc itself either. Most shops claim to test all stock before putting them out on the shelves but it’s best to err on the side of caution and not risk a purchase, unless it’s a particularly rare or sought after record. 
- If you see something you really want, pick it up there and then, or someone else may take it before you. You can sometimes ask shop staff to hold items for you behind the counter so as you can buy it another day. Though if you haven’t returned before a certain date it goes back on the shelves again.
- There are usually classified advert boards on display which are useful for selling old instruments, seeking band members, promoting gigs and such like. Independent record shops are often focal points for local “scenes” and musicians, the Helvete shop in Norway being a well known example. The members of bands such as Sadistik Exekution also got together from an advert placed in such a shop.

Medical researchers in the UK have revealed exclusively to Antihumanism.com that they have finally discovered a cure for Alzheimer’s disease. The cure is cheap, easily available even in poorer countries and has a 100% success rate. The vaccine takes the form of a single injection and could be rapidly distributed worldwide. Many countries already have facilities in place to start the vaccinations immediately.
 
Amazingly, the cure has actually been widely known for centuries in various forms and was used in ancient times, usually self-administered, before democratic, humanistic liberal Governments came to power and outlawed the practice. “Dr. Zeiweiner”, one of the leading medical experts who rediscovered the cure, spoke to us using a false name: ‘the solution has been staring us in the face the whole time, but no one dared speak up for fear of being castigated or even ridiculed.’

With a severe lack of funding from the Government, the researchers admit they had to pursue some unorthodox avenues in their search for a cure. Another researcher who wishes to remain anonymous told us: ‘we came to the conclusion that prolonging the suffering of people with dementia was unethical. Delaying the onset of the disease is possible but certainly isn’t a longterm solution. The only humane and dignified method of treatment is to administer a lethal injection. Keeping someone alive with advanced stages of dementia verges on a particularly cruel and degrading form of torture. We don’t do it to animals, so why our fellow man?’

According to experts, lethal injection also cures those diagnosed with AIDS, cancer, mental and physical retardation and even IQ deficiency. ‘We could put an end to all of those people’s misery and build a healthier, more productive and more caring society’, Dr. Zeiweiner said. ‘One of the best aspects of the cure is that it frees up vast amounts of resources that can be channelled into more useful areas like education and public transport. I imagine there would be tax cuts too, due to there being no costly high-dependency people to support.’

Statistics from the Alzheimer’s Society confirm that the financial cost of dementia to the UK alone is over £17 billion a year and by 2025, they conservatively estimate that there will be over 1 million people in the UK with the disease.

Damningly however, no present Government is willing to approve the cure for widespread and non-voluntary usage, condemning hundreds of thousands of people to continue suffering and being an unnecessary and highly damaging burden on society.

The ideas espoused by this site are at best viewed as “extreme” by the average person on the street. This is because for the good of the human species as a whole, we reject the so-called “rights” of individuals and advocate the average person’s extermination. We simply don’t have time for subpar/generic/vanilla/john smith humans anymore. There’s precious little room left on this planet as it is without glorified cattle wandering around mindlessly consuming and destroying everything in sight, contributing nothing useful and getting in better people’s way. The human race needs a good culling, the sooner the better.

Having understood the above and agreed that there needs to be drastic change (and I don’t mean change of the crowd appeasing Obama-style variety), you must be a halfway intelligent and realistic person, therefore you’ll want to communicate these ideas to others. For “extreme” ideas to become acceptable, they need to fully enter mainstream discourse: this is where you come in.

But where do you start? Easy, if you’re intelligent, your genetic family are most likely of similar IQ levels and aptitude, and intelligent people don’t hang around with idiots. In other words, you’re immediately surrounded by friends and family who are potentially receptive to the healthy ideas of Anti-Humanism. Don’t forget your colleagues and co-workers either – you already know which of them are worth bothering with from conversation and observation.

How do you go about broaching difficult subjects like eugenics and euthanasia then? It’s actually easier than you might think. Below I’ve compiled a brief starting set of pointers to help you become an effective catalyst for real, tangible change. It might not seem like much, but opinion forming and altering mindsets is a necessary starting point for achieving your goals. Once the ideas are out there and being discussed and taken seriously by people who matter, leaders emerge who can galvanise those people, attract others and begin to act on those initial ideas.

- What you should be doing is casually and subtly dropping Anti-Humanistic ideas into everyday conversation. For example, suppose there’s a prominent story in the news about people with dementia being abused in care homes.
You could say: “I’ve a friend who works in a care home, she says it’s like a living death to suffer from dementia. The relatives always tell her they’d be better off if they’d just died of a heart attack than keep on living like that. I mean bloody hell, they’re wearing nappies. Maybe we should think about legalising euthanasia for people with terminal diseases, or poor quality of life. It’s inhumane to let them suffer like that.”

- If you argue and make points like the one above, backed up with apparent evidence, only evangelical christians, liberals, and idiots will contradict you (humanists in other words). You can ignore them; they’ll quickly discredit their own viewpoints and make themselves look stupid in the process. Don’t waste time arguing with them either, their moronic convictions form their “individual identity” and they’ll never admit to being wrong because they think everyone has a right to their own opinion. They’re mass grave fodder.

- For people to really listen to what you have to say, they have to respect you and take you seriously. Therefore it’s highly beneficial to attain a reasonable position of authority in society. Fulfil a useful role, preferably where you can supervise others or hold a position that people traditionally look up to. No one cares what bitter, badly dressed, borderline alcoholic losers with crap jobs have to say about anything*, and why should they? Authority, confidence and respect give weight to your words, however much you might moan about the sheer power of your massive intellect.  

- Don’t attend or organise protest marches, they’re a democratically approved waste of time and lame excuse for rich students, hippies and other fuckwits to smash a few windows and shout at the authorities before settling down and getting a job in the City or dropping out of society altogether.

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* Though electioneering politicians will pretend to.