CA posts a handy threat-level terminology chart.
Sporty: Baseline level of unprecedented behavior; think 2016
Frisky: “Holy cow”; think intel community coup of 2016-2020
Spicy: Getting warmer; “Is that gunfire nearby?”
SPORKY: Shit Pants Or Roof Korean; YOLO (you only live once)
Plan accordingly.
And whatever the Eff you do, don’t freaking lose.
Learn ’em, live ’em, love ’em, that last in particular. There’s also a link to Wilder’s latest CW 2.0 Weather Report installment, which is summed up in his opening caption:
Right now it feels like we’re watching a slow-motion video of a wreck that’s getting ready to happen. We know it’s going to happen, but have no idea how to stop it as physics makes it inevitable.
When I started doing these updates, I wondered if I was being too pessimistic. In part, the original scale was developed based on personal experience – I had visited a “blue” state a few years ago on summer vacation.
A man, apparently looking at birds in a little-used state monument, saw us drive in. He trained his binoculars on our license plate. “Lower-upper Midwestia, eh?” he yelled. “Yes,” I responded.
“Who’d you vote for?” Unusual, but, whatever.
“Well, his name starts with a T,” I replied, grinning.
He then proceeded to call me a name for a portion of the anatomy that was the first thing people panicked about when COVID-19 hit and everyone bought all of that toilet paper.
“What did you say?”
“You heard me.” He then repeated the anatomical description and then scurried, rat-like into his SUV.
The Mrs. had gone to the little bathroom at the historical site, and had missed the interaction. I’m glad. She would have broken him like a stick. She always handles my light work.
But this was a significant data point. Never in my life had I been attacked, in public, for no reason other than my ballot. For most of my life, political differences had been a path to amusing conversations among friends. We had considered moving to this state. Why would we, though, when people acted like that? And now, people are moving out of California for the same reason we didn’t move to that blue state.
Once upon a time, we could talk about our political disagreements and still be friends. That worked, because even though there were things we disagreed about, we agreed about most things. Now? Leftists have largely abandoned the things that made us Americans. We have nothing to say to each other.
When a stranger will insult you in public over nothing more than your ballot? The time of violence is close.
Just one symptom of a much broader national ailment—an incurable, usually fatal one.
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We’ve stayed closer to home since then. No reason to spend time in enemy territory. We’ve not gone to a blue state in over a year and a half.
Don’t miss it.
“When a stranger will insult you in public over nothing more than your ballot? The time of violence is close.”
I think this is true. The left are no longer American, just US citizens. They’re entire goal is to destroy the concept of American in favor of the Soviet gulag.
By the way, I love birds. My friends and I, a fairly rough bunch even though we all got an education, always took at least one day to go bird watching when we were on our coastal fishing/hunting trips. In what is now 50 years of driving onto the beaches of Cape Hatteras National Seashore, I have had exactly one bird watcher wave back to my friendly wave of hello. One, and I think that was a reflex. I probably should switch to the one finger salute.