September 8, 2019
“The United States is a great place to immigrate to and feed off of as a blood-sucking parasite. But I wouldn’t want to visit.”
Travelers can’t get enough of globe-trotting. But have they had enough of the United States?
According to the World Tourism Organization, a United Nations agency, the number of international tourist arrivals around the world reached 1.4 billion last year. That represented a 6% increase, and the organization forecast the number to grow by another 3 or 4% in 2019.
But in the first half of 2019, the number of international visitors coming to America has actually dropped nearly 1.7%. That’s according to preliminary data from the Department of Commerce’s National Travel and Tourism Office, which shows slightly more than 37 million foreign travelers came to the country between January and June.
According to a forecast from the U.S. Travel Association, an industry trade group, the outlook for 2019 is for visitor numbers to remain just about the same as last year. Even if that holds true and the country doesn’t see a dip for the full year, the news is not good.
“It’s generally going to be under-performing global travel,” says David Huether, the group’s senior vice president of research.
And why would anyone want to go to the United States?
To see freeways, strip malls and parking lots?
And you’ll have to tell me, because it’s been a long time since I’ve been home: are the strip malls even open anymore?
Or would these guests be coming to look at abandoned strip malls, with a Salvation Army before the vast parking lot behind the fast food drive-throughs?
The country is absolutely disgusting.
It is a rotted-out cesspit, with no remaining soul after having been utterly cannibalized by international corporations and immigrant parasites.
There is truly nothing left to visit.
It is a closed down shopping mall.
A corpse world.
This barren environment reflects the barren souls of the people, who have been hollowed out by the purest of experimental theological materialism.
Visitors can go to New York City.
Maybe that’s still interesting.
But the hostel is $40 a night.
And you have to go through an insane police state security force to enter this free economic zone.
A high-tech harassment mechanism managed by low-tech nonwhite women.
Imagine hosting someone on vacation here from another country.
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You the Plastic Houses Built in the Corn Field!
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You the Place Where My Father Sweats on His Brow, And Where I Shall and My Sons Do the Same!
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You Our Traditional Food!
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You Our Traditional Music!
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You Our Traditional Dance!
Come, Friend – Let Me Show You Our National Passtime!
That’s it, folks.
I feel sick after writing this.
But this is where we are.