HIV in Africa

>Chance of getting AIDS through sex significantly less than 1%
>Over a quarter of nigs in certain nog countries have AIDS

???
How is that even possible? Do these chimps rape a different person a day or something, how can something with such a low chance of spreading spread so much.

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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgin_cleansing_myth
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Must be weird for a virgin to think of sex outside of prostitutes.

I take it you have had little personal contact with niggers in their natural environment?

>Do these chimps rape a different person a day or something
its a little more complicated than that
but yes basically thats the case

you have no idea just how savage and stupid niggers are on their own without white influence
it might seem incredible but american blacks are already half way to civilisation
of course this means they are still savages since the gap is so great
in africa all sex is rape, they dont even know of the concept of consent
niggers will fuck everything, they will engage in sodomy (increases the chance of transmission)
they will stuff the vagina of their female victim with sand and herbs to dry it (also raises chance of transmission since it leads to bleeding)
various forms of genital mutilation also make transmission more likely
not to forget child rape which is very commomn

>they will stuff the vagina of their female victim with sand and herbs to dry it
>Dry it

Ficking why?

Reagan was a genius.

I'd guess to make it hurt more.

1/?

I have a long story to tell about this

I did 8 years over the last 20 serving first with the US military then as a security consultant for various NGOs in Africa. When I was a contractor, my fees doubled for any part of that continent or Haiti. Even the most privileged, western-educated black Africans were absolute savages and scum in their native environments. I profited from this, though not by intent.

While working for an NGO well-known for its work with national wildlife preserves, a mandate came down from the New York-based HQ and a few of its very rich benefactors that local security specialists should be preferred. Anyone who knows anything about Africa understands that you will either be hiring/renting the local conscripts or some area warlord's buck-wild drug addicts. But, you know, "So tolerant, so progressive. So woke." Actually, the local director told me that a donor was getting a receipt for 150% the amount of their actual donation. To cover that, they dismissed three other guys and kept me because of my language skills. I was to train the little shits in supporting the NGO's researchers.

I warned them that this was a very bad idea, and that local hiring is fine for researchers, technicians and low-level support, but a very stupid idea for armed security. After pointing out my lack of "local engagement and social integration with the host culture" (i.e my racism and distrust of the local niggerdry), they laughed off my concerns. It was less than a week before this particular business decision backfired on them with a rather horrific vengeance.

I'm listening

Please continue user.

>Do these chimps rape a different person a day or something
basically yes.

go on

go on

dailymail.co.uk/health/article-2862413/The-horrific-practice-putting-women-increased-risk-HIV-African-Indonesian-women-dry-vaginas-sand-bleach-make-sex-pleasurable-men.html

Raping a virgin is a widespread folk cure for HIV in Africa.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgin_cleansing_myth

In Malawi, parents pay a man called a "hyena" to have sex with their children for three days, to cleanse them after menstruation.

bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-36843769

So basically, parents pay for the children to be fucked by a man who almost certainly has HIV.

This is combined with a preference for dry sex which increases virginal tearing and raises transmission rates.

sti.bmj.com/content/sextrans/75/6/445.full.pdf

Oh, and they really hate condoms.

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Thats some fucked up stuff. I guess this is a consequence of extremely low IQ

2/?

Within the first week of the hiring process, there was an incident. While on the way to the central town in the preferred cluster of villages they were going to hire from, we were called back to the research center at the park, we were called back by radio. All morning, we had heard over the shitty AM radio station about tensions in the villages between various clans, families and the two major tribes.

That tension was over who would 'be the negotiating representative of the community' to some unnamed international group whose presence was being heralded as a new economic age and whose wealth would lift the entire region out of poverty. In the fucking news reports, no goddamn less, they detailed ritual animal slaughters, bloodletting, the arrests of several 'penis-thieving sorcerers perpetrating a blackmailing scheme' (fucking ransoming 'stolen' penises, I shit thee not) from outside the area and the selling of a much sought-after virgin daughter at a below-market value to secure partnership for a smaller tribe. However, 1 hour out of the cluster of villages, they started to broadcast about civil unrest and violence, including three deaths and dozens of injuries. We had already turned around because the ranger who was driving us had been contacted over the wireless and was told the interviews were off.

Some men burned an entire village in the dark of night, including its surrounding bramble wall, because some witch doctor told them anyone who interfered with his negotiation would be cursed and he was the boss. It was only when we reached the park that we were fully apprised. They chimped the fuck out over 9 LOCALLY-waged positions as armed security guards for our NGO employer. The next day, the violence crescendoed in a mass rape and the murder of a leader who had promised his tribe that he would get all of them jobs. Meaning our future, shittily-paid, temporary and most definitely not lucrative (for them) positions. It was just the beginning.

TIA

moar

so much std's

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As a side note, I would like to relay to you that the NGOs working in Africa are not the centers of tolerance, wokeness and progressiveness some people think charity workers are. The longer any person is in the field, be it a security operator, a researcher, an assistant or program specialist, the more racist they become. When the consultants and donors come visit, it's all about the multi-culti PC lingo and the better future for all. Once the checks are deposited and Walter and Wilhemina McMillenial Tycoonislavski go the fuck back to New Frisco Yorkattle, the illusion falls away.

I also need to make clear that there was a logical reason not to hire the locals to run security for the preserve and for the research teams. These very fuckers were the ones who, if not directly poaching, were selling services as guides and trackers to poachers for a cut of their ivory profits. Essentially, as I explained and as most of the long-term project workers, ecologists and researchers agreed, this would simply be handing them the actual power to keep security low or to enforce their illegal poaching and access monopolies. In a sad, sad way, we were inspiring a local conflict over a small initiative that was presented one way in the official press, but the gibsmedat gibbons of googlestan had fully envisioned the implications of for the enhancement of their local scam.

Just as I thought they might back off on this dumbassery, they doubled down. In fact, the HQ in NYC decided that we needed to hold a press conference and radio interview to 'clear the air'. At the radio station. Live. In the heart of googletown itself. Furthermore, we were to provide 'security with a kind, human face'. Unarmed. We agreed to do that and when the conference call ended, immediately decided we would be armed, would station half of us out of view, and would bring some non-lethals for crowd control. Because we are not fucking stupid.

This was the correct decision.

Dont be a scurvy riddled spooked landlubber now eh? Bet'er walk t' plank and speak boy

youre baiting, but youre still a cuck.

KEEP GOING

i reckon a big kek level ending is coming here, like about tree fiddy

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Being a pirate is hard matey, ive got scurrvy 6 times and shot 12. You better respect your first mate, im on top not you you filtgy landlubber

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This story is hitting close to home.

>inb4 warlord

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The area we were operating in was absolutely riddled with AIDS. Not just "HIV positive" people and their shiny billboards and sloganeering t-shirts and assorted propaganda. No. AIDS in Africa is the old 1980s traditional kind: sore-covered, obviously dying, folk treatment-pursuing niggerflu zombies who shamble around until one day they just stop moving. Virgins are so valuable that a person in the dying stages of AIDS will trade his entire fortune for one. There is, however, so much HIV infection that there have been girls born with HIV who are later sold as cures for AIDS. In other words, the niggerdry has achieved fully incepted AIDS infection. When you realize that the very few buildings of any sturdy design are aging leftovers and the few built by foreign charities and the ever-present Chinese development corporations, it is hard not to see this as a kind of technical achievem,ent for them.

The interview at the radio station never happened. A few minutes into the preceding press conference, it was announced that interviews would start the following week. Just getting in the building had been a gigantic pain in the ass. The radio station was ringed about 50 niggers deep on all sides, and sprinkled throughout this throng of dancing, chanting and essentially celebrating chimps were some of the most hilarious simulacra of Western garb one could paste together from plants and discarded junk. I saw a glued-together Dixie-cup tie, a sport coat crudely shaped from the skin of what appeared to have been a nanny goat (still sporting the actual teats where the left waist pocket would be) and many examples of various hats, from a derby to even a stovepipe, woven from sticks and grasses. Some people wore modified clothes with various misspellings of 'police' 'ranger' and 'secret agent' (my favorite being three guys with Addidas jackets that said "FBI Secrete Against") .

The place became a riot immediately after they said hiring would begin that day.

Keep going. I need moar to fuel my day.

there are probably like 8 people refreshing this threadevery few minutes to check for updates but who aren't posting btw

I be readin'

Kek m8. Got moar Stories?

can confirm. I am one of them, but not anymore.

Reporting in.

Why haven't they all died off????

The man speaks the truth.
Please, go on!

God damn it the Jews were right.
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!

More drama! I demand more!

They are polyamorous.

From the ages of about 10 years old they are having unprotected sex with multiple people. This continues throughout their lives.

Ye

Nice post. It's like illuminating ghosts.

>"FBI Secrete Against"

I'm still here waiting for more stories

I am not a weak man, and I am fairly fearless and have been since my youth. But I would be cheating you of a full accounting of this colorful chapter in my foibles if I did not admit I nearly shat myself when the surge of enraged villagers hit the line of unarmed, shittily paid and not very happy to be there (instead of shaking people down for some corrupt side money) constables. The door I was at on the ground floor was mostly solid, with a large wire-reinforced glass window that nearly immediately started to turn into a cracked, opaque web of various impact and splatter points as their feral rage unleashed itself in stones and hurled signs, uprooted landscaping and, yes, feces.

My lead got the team assembled downstairs as the crowd started trying to break into the building, the first floor of which I was grateful for, it essentially being a solid concrete wall with two metal doors, now both being pounded on but having been reinforced with various heavy metal desks. There had to be a solution and fast. The staffers in the booth and the program director went through the options while the local radio guy sweated and cycled through a rather shitty mp3 player and broadcast an assortment of horrid local bush jazz and US pop whores. I suggested we announce that we were unable to conduct interviews because our hiring director (non-existent) was waiting at city hall to hire for the position of executive director of local projects (also fictional), but nobody had shown up yet.

They sent it out, kindling the greed I expected. This thinned the crowd immediately down to two smallish groups of men who, after some shouting, began fighting. The constables? Long gone, probably hurrying down to apply for the newly announced non-job that was 10 minutes away by (very rare) car, and about 20-25 on foot. Getting out of the building was easy. Wisely parked with drivers at the UN-built fire station, they now rolled up. But one of the Secrete Against guys noticed us leaving.

kek

1. They think sex with a virgin will cure them of hiv.
2. Condoms insult them.
3. Rape is prevalent.
4. Because of the female genital mutilation, females are more prone to getting infected.
5. They think going wet is unclean, so they go when the woman is dry, which causes greater risk to ripping the surface of the vagina and delivering the virus directly to the blood.
6. Fertility is high, so these newborns are hov positive and acounted to the statistics.

Did you slaughter a load of niggers or not cut to the chase im diamonds here

You must understand a few things user.
Malnutrition lowers the immune system, allowing infections to spread easier.
The more infections you have the more likely AIDS will be able to infect the body.
The more infections you have the more likely you will have open sores, making it easier to enter the body.
Gang rape is quite common, cheating is quite common.
A mixture of all this increases that 1%.

We knew the backlash would be horrific if the local constabulatory ever decided that there were no incoming nonjobs so we pretended to load empty milk crates in the the back of the famous jam jam van that we hauled supplies in. Mr, paper tape jammies and company followed us out and proceeded to interrogate us in pidgin.

>But one of the Secrete Against guys noticed us leaving.

This is better than any movie, I'm on the edge of my seat.

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My friend Gunther was as large, clumsy and lumberingly deliberate as his name implies, with none of the charm and all of the menacing, dull-facedness of a Steinbeck character (who he fucking practiced emulating) and a huge internal drive for violence. It is in that context that I evaluated his slamming of the door on our Land Rover loud enough to draw the attention of the people we nearly got away from cleanly. Our two vehicles were surrounded in seconds, being rocked back and forth. Then one of them jumped on the roof and smashed out the sunroof.

The driver was frozen. He was not part of our team, but he was a courageous guy in most situations. But this cluster of villages always terrified him, as he was from the capital and had a decent education and parents. as the roof-smashing ape reached down, I saw Gunther smile and raise his pistol, which the program director immediately screamed at him about. The roof ape promptly hit her in the head with a stick. This vehicle, however, was usually used in the bush to return injured and treated animals to their home territories. Knowing Gunther, who was now really pissed, might start shooting, I had instinctively fumbled for the prod we used to get larger animals to get out of their travel trailers when they stayed for too long. I jammed it into the face of the guy on the roof just as he literally tried to pulled her out through the top by her hair.

The prongs punched through his cheeks and into his teeth, and I popped the trigger as I pushed him up and over, off the roof. Everything was in adrenaline time, and I saw his cheek light from the inside in slow pops and crackles as thousands of volts helped relay my disapproval of his ambitious, if savage, chimpery. The driver seemed to finally throw off his paralysis, and as my head cracked hard on something and I went black, I could hear the thuds of bodies and the roar of the engine as we got underway, chasing a cloud of dust ahead I knew was our other vehicle.

Because they are superstitious. They think rape is a cure for AIDS no shit this is a true belief there. They think Ebola isn't real and all kinds of shit.

Gripping read


I'm sure I'm getting dinosaured

Keep it up

>this is getting out of hand
what did she mean by this

I prefer the nog pretending to take a photo with a phone with no camera

pls don't dinosaur me user.

You write like you wish you could do it for a living.

Its an evolutionary thing.
Hint hint IQ

I was out for a few minutes. I immediately lit into Gunther for slamming the door and drawing attention to us as the veterinarian stitched the back of my head. I had apparently smacked it when the driver hit the gas and been cut open. Gunther was laughing and basically trolling the fuck out of me and in any case was not listening. We were about 15 minutes down the road when the driver noticed lights behind us. Cars are rare. If a village chief has one of any sort, it is as if they are the Bill Gates of Niggerdom. Now, there were three behind us. One of them was flashing orange, which is, even in Africa, not public safety but usually for repair or municipal support services. We ignored them and i told the driver to speed up.

The lead truck, a later-model Toyota, got alongside us honking, its inhabitants yelling and one wide-eyed one in the bed, hilariously, making siren sounds over and over again. When one of them started pouring what appeared to be petrol into a jar, Gunther reached over and shoved the steering wheel hard to the left. The Toyota left the road and one of them was catapulted in the air and out the back as it bounced over the built-up edge the locals used, apparently to keep floodwaters out, but effectively turning it into a stream if even a modicum of rain fell. I watched and our pursuers stopped, fading in the distance.

We would soon find out just how corrupt the area was, and Gunther would get his blood.

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Sounds like the secrete against guys were fit for the job desu senpai

moar im following on refresh

Many thanks for bringing that to my attention friendo. Have this pic, I will even let you save it.

This is great user. Bless you

HURRY I WANNA READ MORE ABOUT BASED BLACK MEN, HURRY PEDE HURRY

>a dry vagine is somehow pleasurable to fuck

3rd worlders are literal retards

For roughly a week, operations at our camp were relatively normal, but the local rangers and the anti-poaching team were noticing more and more people wandering into the preserve from the aforementioned villages. The NY HQ was livid and found some way to blame everyone for their fuckup but themselves. Donors were threatening to withdraw.

Had we actually hit the truck, we were told, Gunther and I would both be sitting in a prison awaiting a slow death. Me, for using the prod on the guy who attacked the Land Rover and Gunther for making the driver swerve. The man who had been catapulted out of the Toyota was bedridden, demanding payment and shamming hard. Local politicians were claiming that our organization was a 'menace' and an imperialist, racist program that was oppressing local hunters and placed animals above people.

All of that, of course, was absolutely true and contributed to my decision to take the position two years before. I was, in essence, indulging in a colonial action and coordinating its security against the local savages. Gunther and I would discuss this with the other two contractors over beers and many keks. Our very radio call-signs were built on it. Gunther was "Boer 1", I was "Rhodes", our French guy was "Ferry" and our leaf was "Cook". The stress began to slide off my back when the locals decided to blame each other for the idea being shelved and several town and village meetings turned into battles and then yet another series of bush wars.

I never thought I would see the "FBI Secrete Against" fake-Addidas jacket gang again. But while returning a dehorned rhino (always a very shitty and dangerous task), they appeared, this time about 6 of them, far from their village. They conversed with the driver and the local ranger while I listened in. It was this moment of focused attention that Gunther's sense of humor overwhelmed his common sense. "Oops" was all he said as the ramp/gate slammed down.

No they are illiterate retards

Capping this.

How are 10% of people getting an AIDs infusion and walking out fine?

Oh that Gunther, always up to no good.

Dis gon be good

dont stahp

>Gunther vs six FBI Secrete Againsts

When you're done, I'll put em all together for easy access

youtu.be/69xB7t2QWBs fd

Immune system is still strong enough to deal with the virus, I suppose.
Not a medical expert but the "100% deadly" deseases only exist in the movies. A surprising number of people survived the supposedly deadly Ebola virus. And that in the literal shithole of the world, Libera, Sierra Leone, Guinea where people are known to fucking lick their - highly infectious - dead at funerals.

Where did you get that flag?

>Not a medical expert but the "100% deadly" deseases only exist in the movies

Tell that to rabies

Constantinople

some of it is mother-infant infection

I did not turn around quickly. The hairs on the back of my neck and my arms raised immediately. This fucking rhino had been a massive fucking menace at the care center. The enclosure it was barely contained in for the healing period was almost breached 4 times. It hit one panel with enough force to send the man who had just dumped food into its enclosure flying into the main building's wall, buckling the fairly thick steel and nearly uprooting it. The dent was practically rhino-shaped.

I froze. I heard the slow, metal-stressing steps of the still-drugged rhino we called "Assholasaurus Rex" turn into the distinctive crunch of dirt under his feet. The ranger and our driver followed the terrified gazes of the "Secrete Against" almost as slowly as I was turning my head. Gunther, clambered back into the Land Rover and was now observing, standing through the open sunroof and smiling, a very large rifle in his hands. As I jumped in the vehicle too, I hear the rhino huff and it emerged from behind the vehicle, took two steps and gazed at the group of men just a scant few yards from me. Its ears flickered, then it looked away. Both the ranger and the driver calmly walked over to the vehicle and quietly shut the doors. We decided to wait until the rhino left.

Gunther aimed at the Secrete Against guys, who'd started to follow our two peers. They froze when he leveled it in their direction and one of them started yelling, gesturing with a pistol in his hands, angry and loud. The first thing I noticed was that it was a starter pistol. It had a yellow safety handle and what appeared to be a poorly painted-over yellow cap-cover. I told Gunther this and he said, "But there are six of them anyways." The second thing was that five of them were no longer paying any attention to Gunther as the starter pistol idiot berated him in broken English mixed in with what sounded like Chinese and a few of the local dialect's insults.

The rhino glared at the babbling man.

I have to know man, what country is all this happening in? I'm only on section 5 now so apologies if it is already mentioned, but I have to leave for work now but can't wait to read the rest of the story later tonight.

keep going senpai, I want to finish this wild ride and go to sleep

I don't think he has mentioned that yet.

I'm reading.

>Assholasaurus Rex

Oh God why? Tell my sides I loved them.

This is the fucking best thing I've read here in ages. Secrete against is a new meme.

They do LARP as bonobo apes during war.

>penis thieving sorcerers

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sounds like uganda or northern kenya

>when your BBC is too desirable