The protocol is to withstand, the ailment. It was done thourougly into a manifestation of itself so that it may become this, what it will be. It is the self-honour of man that becomes nothing unto which he is demascuilinised and turned wherewithin into cattle, without way, without will, he becomes servile to the female and thus the female itself becomes servile to the biological subhuman, the manipulated, the excavated, the diselevated. You see how they chatter while they fantasise of how much they may spill blood, how much they may participate in orgies and distended killings, how much they are a threat to the fabric of society, how these reprobates wail on about how much they are ill, yet they shrill. They seek to succumb to facismile of morality, yet, they forget themselves, and herein they lie to their ashes, fearful as they are destroyed, unhelped, lethargic, unable to defend. They are easy prey.