Portugal is Europe’s trained dog. A small, poor, broken country that lives under the rotting shadow of a dead empire. It lost everything: the colonies, centrality, power, identity. What remains? A mixed-race white population with a servile soul, programmed to obey, work, and hate everything it can’t control.
Europe has castes — just like India. The difference is that here the system isn’t declared, but it’s as real as blood. There’s a racial, economic, and genetic pyramid: at the top, the Anglo-Saxons, Nordics, and Germanics; at the bottom, impoverished Mediterranean whites, mixed and historically subordinated. And within that structure, Portugal sits on the basement floor of the European white caste.
The average Portuguese was born to serve. Lives his whole life working for others, without revolt, without real ambition — just accumulated resentment. He’s the typical frustrated white: obeys the Germans, crawls for the Americans, imitates the British and the Nordics, spits on his own. Never commands — only executes. And when he sees someone free, someone who doesn’t need the system, someone who lives outside the caste metrics — he implodes inside.
That rage is genetic. It comes from DNA marked by submission and historical humiliation. They lost everything — Africa, India, Brazil, Macau, Timor-Leste — even after killing, humiliating, and looting other races for centuries. Now they clean houses, carry luggage, and fill out paperwork for the troika. And when they cross paths with someone who lives outside the machine, who doesn’t need documents, bosses or subsidies — they feel exposed. So what do they do? They attack. Cowardly. Like bitter watchdogs.
But worse comes next: racism. The typical Portuguese has a racial inferiority complex. He knows that, within the white scale, he’s at the bottom. He’s not Nordic, not Anglo-Saxon, not the prototype of white supremacy. He’s the second-tier Mediterranean white, with darker features, mixed with centuries of African, Moorish, Sephardic Jewish and Gypsy blood. And that eats him alive. He wants to be pure white — but knows he’s not. So what does he do? He attacks non-whites to feel whiter.
Who suffers? Outsiders. The racially different. Those who don’t follow caste rules. Those who don’t submit. Being free, foreign and independent in Portugal is an unwritten crime. A direct provocation. Enough to be marked, pursued, sabotaged — not by any formal government, but by an invisible structure of hatred, envy and tribalism disguised as legality.
Portugal is Europe’s ass-end. Poor, submissive, backwards — but convinced it’s still an empire. It clings to past glory while rotting inside from rage. And the low-caste “tugas”, the system’s dogs, are the first to beat down the different, the free, the ones who dare not belong.
This is the real portrait. No filters. No illusions. Just raw truth.
They don’t need to be enslaved — they were born domesticated.
They call themselves “Portuguese”, but they’re just the operational leftovers of Europe’s failed white caste.
July 2025
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