I call Joanna Angel Monday afternoon.
Luke: "When are you going to squeeze out a baby?"
Joanna: "That’s terrible. I don’t want to even think about that."
"I’ve been on birth control for a long time."
Luke: "Stop and replenish the Jewish people."
Joanna: "My mom wants me to have a baby. She tried to tell me I should go off birth control so somebody could get me pregnant."
Luke: "It’s probably a good idea. Get you out of the industry."
Joanna: "I thought your mom was supposed to tell you not to do those types of things."
Luke: "You’re an exception. You’d be one case where the parents would be relieved that their daughter got pregnant outside of wedlock."
Joanna: "I can barely remember to take the garbage out on time. I don’t think I could handle the responsibility of having a kid.
"I don’t know what I would do with a kid. It wouldn’t make any sense in my life. What would I do with it? Where would I keep it?"
Luke: "You’re feeling better?"
Joanna: "I was just hungover. It was pretty bad. I drank a lot on Saturday, not for any good reason. I was bored and I wasn’t tired."
Every month that she goes without child is another posthumous victory for Adolf Hitler. Tell her hat even if she cannot raise a kid (and likely she cannot), she could still give it up for adoption by a Jewish couple.
Tomorrow is National Conception Day in Russia.
They understand that their central problem is a declining (white) population, and wish to draw attention to the need to replenish their biological reserves and grow to keep pace with the dusky peoples of the world (e.g. Chechyns and other muslims). Ought not some courageous rabbi with a non-orthodox, even secular flock of females be calling for them to do the same? There should be a day when those Jewish females of prime breeding age (and sorry, but for that purpose 40 is not the new 25) are called upon either to demand a wedding date from their boyfriends or to reach out to the best available source of sperm (e.g., Irish firemen) and have procreative sex with them. I don’t see Jewish men, whether they be toiling away as accountants in New York or as agents in LA, as playing much of a role in the work of this day. This is about the Jewess of prime childbearing years and the demographic dust storm that has been brewing in her womb, a dust storm that only a rain of semen can bring to an end.
There is nothing that the Jewish people need more than Jewish babies, and secular/reform/unaffiliated Jewesses simply have not been carrying the ball in this regard.