A person unfit to be called a human being, due to being racist, cruel, rapists, offenders, holding crimes; such as shootings and massacres; taking away a life, etc.
He is an inhuman, he mudered those people with no regret.
That group is made up of inhumans, they are against non-whites.
A department of company put in charge of exploiting staff to the highest return-to-wage ratio.
This goal is usually carried out without actually expanding the employee's capabilities, but by either raising workload or lowering wages instead.
The Inhuman Resource department directed the serf to the production line, where she would spend 10 hours a day inserting microchips into the circuitboards.
Something that causes destruction solely for the sake of causing destruction. A self-controlled machine of violent destruction whose sole purpose is to smash everything in site and cause utter havoc. Usually colossal in size, humanoid in form, and invented by any of a number of mad scientists living in your, yes YOUR city, bent on revenge for some perceived past wrong.
1. "The Army had to be called in after an inhuman robot of damage (IRD) destroyed 12 city blocks downtown yesterday.
2. "He ransacked the buffet table like an inhuman robot of damage."
3. "I go through essay questions like an inhuman robot of damage!"
Brought to public attention by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein in the book on the fall of Richard Nixon, All The President’s Men, ratfucker was Nixon’s term for a political operative who sows chaos among opponents; an agent provocateur. It is thought to have originated among campus political rivalries at USC, and seems to have some usage in the US military.
Along with Nixon’s other ratfuckers, Roger Stone caused fights at otherwise peaceful Democratic Party protests to generate a false narrative that the Democrats were violent and dangerous.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.