Cold Fury

Harshing your mellow since 9/01

“What we still have to lose”

An excerpt from a new book by Michael Anton, of Flight 93 Election fame.

These are dangerous times. The Left has made them so and insists on increasing the danger. Leftists hold virtually every commanding height in our society—financial, intellectual, educational, cultural, administrative—and yet they affect the posture of an oppressed and besieged “resistance.”

Nonsense. The real resistance is led by President Trump. It is resistance to the Left’s all-consuming drive for absolute power, its hostility to all American and Western norms—constitutional, moral, prudential—and its boundless destructive enmity. If I have been persuaded by any criticism of “The Flight 93 Election,” it is that I was ungenerous to Trump. The president stands clearly and firmly against these virulent attacks on America and firmly for the protection of life and liberty, and the promotion of the good life for the American people. Those are the core responsibilities of any American president. May President Trump continue to fulfill them until the end of his constitutionally won second term.

What the Kavanaugh affair has made clearer to me than ever is that the Left will not stop until all opposition is totally destroyed. The harm they do to people, institutions, mores, and traditions is, in their view, not regrettable though unavoidable collateral damage; it is rather an essential element of the project. It’s a bit rich to be accused by nihilists of lacking a positive vision. But such is life in 2018. To stand up for truth, morality, the good, the West, America, constitutionalism, and decency is to summon the furies.

America cannot long go on like this. Something’s gotta give, and something will. What that “something” will be depends in no small part on the actions of men and women of good character, good judgment, and goodwill.

It should be—it MUST be—the Left, and its malevolent, soul-crushing lust to achieve absolute power over us all, that will prove to be that “something.” This victory won’t be cheap, easy, or quick, but the sole alternative—defeat, compromise having been long removed from the menu—doesn’t bear thinking about. The Left is no longer bothering to conceal what they have planned for us: subjugation, enslavement, punishment, even death. Hey, you don’t have to just take my word for it:

Rep. Nydia Velazquez (D-N.Y.) threatened a young, black high schooler on Twitter because he didn’t know her name. “Hi @TheCJPearson, I’m not the woman sitting next to her,” Velazquez tweeted to Republican activist C.J. Pearson. “@AOC and I—and millions like us—are the future of this country. And you’re right to be afraid of us. But you should learn my name.”

Bold mine. Note ye well that this isn’t just some random Proggie rageling impotently shaking her fist on Twitter; this is a sitting New York Congresscreature hurling a direct threat at a high-school kid. She isn’t just threatening the kid, either; her threat is aimed at all of us. And if you think for a moment that such an obvious tyrant would hesitate to abuse her position to inflict whatever retribution she deems appropriate upon the Real Americans she so loathes, for any reason at all, you need to think again.

Myself, I see no reason not to take the vile fascist at her word. The real problem is, she and all her nasty, dangerous ilk have things exactly backwards. She might find expressing her egotistical contempt for her lowly constituents satisfying and all, but that ain’t the way the country was originally intended to work. As John Basil Barnhill’s great quote says: “Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty.” Arrogant, out of control tapeworms like Velazquez needs to be taught to fear US, as is right and proper, with a quickness. We’ve let them slide for way too long now, which is why we are where we are.

In the meantime: bang, zoom, right onto my Amazon Wish List Anton’s book goes. You just know it’s gonna be a good ‘un, if all too brief at only just over a hundred pages. If you haven’t yet read his original Flight 93 post, do yourself a favor and hit the link to it up top. It’s well worth your time, trust me.

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Figure it out already, ferchrissake

Oh, how I tire of this.

Remember when wearing a MAGA hat meant you were certain to lose an election to Hillary Clinton? Remember the days before a red baseball cap became a symbol of all evil in the universe?

I’ve been typing words on the Internet to pay the bills for, I dunno, 12-13 years now. I spent eight of those years disapproving of a cult of personality centered in the Oval Office, and I’ve spent the past few years disapproving of the subsequent cult of personality centered in the Oval Office. I don’t like tribal groupthink, and I’m as immune to Trump’s charisma as I was to Obama’s, so in 2019 that means I have even fewer friends and admirers than usual.

But as we head into week 2 of the MAGA Kid Saga, I’m finding common cause with my Trumpkin brothers and sisters. Whatever our differences, I’ve always agreed with them that the media is astonishingly biased and corrupt. The abject shamelessness of our moral, ethical, and intellectual betters, the self-appointed gatekeepers of the truth, has never been more apparent than it’s been over the past week.

That’s Jim Treacher, of course, who’s a good writer and a funny guy. I corresponded with Jim a few times back in his independent blogger days, before he signed on with PJM. I don’t read him much anymore, and it pains me to have to call him out on his fervent dislike of Trump; I’d love to be able to say that this particular piece confirms that he’s rethinking his reflexive opposition to Trump and coming around, if slowly, to a more informed and intelligent understanding of what the Trump counterrevolution was really all about.

Unfortunately, I can’t. The obstacle disproving any wished-for removal of Jim’s NeverTrump blinders is in those “cult of personality” and “tribal groupthink” bits. Jim may believe he establishes his above-the-fray, impartial, reasonable-guy bona fides with them; he may sincerely believe they’re true and accurate descriptors of the Trump phenomenon and those who brought it about. But they simply aren’t so.

It may be that there are some folks out there who blindly worship Donald Trump; who will support him no matter what he might do or say; who hold him in a reverent awe akin to that of the most perfervid Elvis fans for their idol. But if there are, I’ve never yet run across one. What Jim fails to realize is that Trump was never any kind of idol or an object of blind worship for most of us who supported him from the beginning, and still do. We didn’t expect to agree with everything he tried to do. We knew he wasn’t either a perfect man, a perfect political leader, or a perfect president, and never would be.

What Trump actually was and is for most of us is a tool—more precisely, a weapon, to be used against our Deep State enemies in a last-ditch attempt to right the nation’s course via electoral means. Admittedly all tools, all weapons, have flaws and weaknesses. They can break unexpectedly on you; they can be incorrectly applied; they can be ideal for use in one particular circumstance or situation but useless in another, perhaps even damaging. So it is with Trump.

But after decades of being hoodwinked again and again by the Decepticons of Conservative Inc, he was quite clearly the only tool to hand for the near-insuperable job of reclaiming what’s left of our country from authoritarian/collectivist toils by peaceful means. Ted Cruz was never going to be able to accomplish a fraction of what Trump has; none of the other 16 Dwarves were even going to take an honest stab at it, much less actually do it. They were all going to drone right on about their commitment to fiscal responsibility, smaller government, prosperity, and strength and then quietly get on with what for them is Job One: yielding graciously to the Left.

The other thing Jim and the other NeverTrumpTards miss is that Trump’s rough-hewn, brash, confrontational personality—his eagerness to confront his (and our) shadow-government foes in open, down and dirty combat; his total insouciance regarding those foes’ opinions of him; his twisty, slippery rhetorical style; his unabashed and unapologetic commitment to winning if at all possible—are considered by them to be grave flaws: unserious, indecorous, and embarrassing. They long for a return to a bygone era of fastidious Come-Let’s-All-Reason-Together politics. They’re discomfited by the kind of bloody, bare-knuckle brawling Trump so enjoys and excels at.

Treacher and the rest can’t seem to grasp that those traits—rude crude, and socially unacceptable though they may be—are NOT flaws. Quite the opposite: they’re Trump’s greatest strength: absolute prerequisites for having any hope at all of achieving what we elected him to achieve. We wanted and needed a fighter, someone who fully realized that this is a war we’re in here—a particularly dirty one, against a sinister and deceptive enemy. We wanted and needed someone who wasn’t a polished, effete professional politician. A streetfight with a tooth-and-claw thug demands not a pugilist but another thug, an ear-biter and eye-gouger, somebody who gets what kind of desperate, no-holds-barred struggle we’re mired in and is willing to use the enemy’s own extreme tactics to go on the offensive, instead of remaining in the same old defensive crouch that got us where we are.

There ain’t no “cult of personality” to be found anywhere in the vicinity; this kind of struggle is too rough, too raw, too damned real to allow for such fripperies. We’re down to the nut-cuttin’ here, as the saying goes: there’s winning, and there’s losing, and that is absolutely ALL. Those who would let pious worries over “winning the wrong way” should get the hell out of the way and let the brawlers get on with it. In the end, “losing honorably” is still losing, and Trump supporters are fed up with that crap. If it takes a loud, coarse, obnoxious sort like him to put us back into the “win” column, well…hey, sorry and all, but personally I’m a-okay with it.

So go ahead and buy yourself that MAGA hat, Jim—there’s no shame in it. Or don’t, you can suit yourself. You’ve been good enough so far to express your distaste for Trump carefully, without shrieking or profane insults that I know of. But don’t kid yourself that there’s some other alternative remaining that will spare your dignity and halt the Progressivist onslaught too, or even slow it. There isn’t, like it or not; Trump and his supporters are the only game going now. I can assure you, though, that no amount of forelock-tugging disclaimers and “I can’t stand him either!” virtue-signaling, however heartfelt, will ever buy you a damned thing from Lefty. Not respect, not restraint, not accomodation, not cooperation. Not ever. Call it McCain’s Unlearned Lesson, maybe.

You should be able to see easily enough what the Left has in store for you after Covington, how very deeply they hate and despise not only the Covington Kids, Trump, and his supporters, but you too—you and every last one of us who dares to oppose or disagree with them. You shouldn’t kid yourself about that, either. We, however, will be happy to welcome you over to the Dark Side with us. You won’t have to recite any catechism or swear any oaths. You won’t have to agree with us every single time, or even keep silent about it when you do. No dress code, no minimum purchase, no credit check, no ID, no bag limit. If that still sounds like a “cult of personality” to you, I guess maybe we’re doing it wrong or something.

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Lindsay lets the dogs out again

Lindsay Hulks out on ’em again, and it’s serious fun.

Sunday, Sen. Lindsey Graham joined Face the Nation where he minced no words about the border wall funding standoff.

“The president will compromise, but he will not capitulate,” Graham said.

With the Left, compromise IS capitulation.

When he was asked about re-opening the government for the benefit of the federal workers currently working unpaid, Graham said, “Why would you negotiate with somebody who calls you a racist if you want a wall, who gives you a dollar for a wall, when the Democratic Party supported $25 billion in the past? We’re not going to negotiate with people who see the world this way.”

Nor should we. About anything at all, not just the wall.

He continued, “We’ll negotiate with Dick Durban, but I’m not gonna negotiate with someone who calls the border patrol agents a bunch of Nazis when they’re trying to defend the border against a mob.”

I don’t expect any of this to matter one bit in the end—there ain’t gonna be any wall no matter what Trump does or does not do, and that’s flat; if nothing else, the Democrat Marxists will pretend to “negotiate” and “compromise,” stalling and stalling until 2020, when they’ll turn right around and blame the immigration debacle on Trump—but bless him for sticking to his guns nonetheless. And bless Lindsay Graham too, for helping the President blast back at ’em.

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CANZUKUS(istan)

And white supremacy.

So no, I’m not a supremacist of any kind. I don’t want to lord it over any other race or ethny; I just want to be left alone, and not see the country I live in swamped by millions of hard-to-assimilate foreigners.

I can’t see what’s wrong with any of that. Although of course I understand that nothing could be further from the minds of our ruling ideologues than leaving people alone.

But here’s a thought experiment. Of all possible supremacies—White Supremacy, Black Supremacy, East AsianSupremacy, Male Supremacy, Ashkenazi Supremacy, Hetero Supremacy…of all the supremacies you can come up with, is there any that I’m somewhat favorably disposed to?

I’m picking my words carefully here. As I said, my preference is to be left alone. I don’t want to be bossed around, and I don’t want to boss anyone else around. In all honesty, though, there are bound to be some supremacies that fall more gently on my ear than others.

But all right, I’ll ‘fess up. If I were a supremacist of any kind—which, once again, I’m really not!—I’d be an Anglo-Saxon Supremacist.

Let me enlarge on that. I’m looking at this survey from just over a year ago, a worldwide survey done by the Gallup organization, of how many people want to go live in another country, and which country they most want to move to.

The report lists the top 22 “desired destinations.”[Which countries do migrants want to move to?, by Charlotte Edmond, World Economic Forum, November 22, 2017] The U.S.A. is of course number one. Canada is number three, the U.K. number four. Australia is number six. New Zealand, somewhat to my surprise, is at number seventeen, in between Russia and China. That’s likely just ignorance, though. New Zealand’s a small, quiet, out-of-the-way place; much of the world’s population, I’m sure, has never heard of it.

New Zealand notwithstanding, that’s a pretty impressive showing for what John O’Sullivan has called the Anglosphere.

Surveying the world across the past century or so, in fact, I think a fair-minded person would have to say that a human being’s best shot at liberty, political stability, and modest middle-class prosperity has been in the Anglosphere. So the preferences recorded in the Gallup poll reflect worldwide awareness of that.

You can of course point to some blots, but many fewer in the Anglosphere than elsewhere. I’ll give you the Amritsar massacre if you give me Stalin’s Ukraine Famine, … and so on.

Political stability? France is on its fifth republic since 1789, with a couple of empires and a monarchy in there, too. Germany…the less said the better. The current constitution of China dates from 1982. It’s their fourth since the commies took over in 1949. Russia, Italy, Spain, … you get the idea.

So let’s hear it for the Anglosphere!

Just don’t do it loud enough for any shitlibs to hear you, lest you get another earful of boring tripe about what a horrid shithole the US is, and how it is therefore essential that we open our “borders” to all the illegals clamoring to get in. Derb goes on to explain just what he means by CANZUKUS, and notes the obvious problems with the execution of any such concept.

Paying the freight update! How “supreme” can you really be, when half the world is stepping on your face and making you buy their shoes?

I expected this evening would proceed along its typical polite contours until the father began expressing visible contempt when the conversation turned to his son’s college application process. His son is a very bright boy with a pristine high school transcript and SAT scores in the top one percentile. Being conscientious parents in a way that tends to confer white privilege, they had made significant financial sacrifices to subsidize his many interests and academic pursuits. All told they had given up much of their own for him—as investor societies tend to do.

But being a meticulous investor in an age of extreme extraction preference can sometimes be a bitter pill. Because, as the father began to recount through nearly gritted teeth, his son’s rejection notices from elite universities had already begun to congest their mail box. The father found that grating enough, though understood Ivy League level dismissals are simply a thing to accept with equanimity. What possibly sent him into commenting at the Kakistocracy, however, was his son’s rejection from a large state university. Granted this was a fairly prestigious institution, though one with an incoming class featuring literally thousands of POCs with resumes inferior to his son’s. With alcohol’s gentle urging, he was livid about it. With one hand he rubbed the skin of his forearm and spat out, “apparently this wasn’t the right color.” He was correct, it was not.

Again, I don’t know his politics—pre or post college admissions. But I do know anti-white preening always has an invoice, and white liberals aren’t excused from payment. Diversity is a tribal sham. But it’s delicious to praise from high perches. Whites who get in the door never feel the pain of having their face slammed in it.

Well, I know one father and son who just got their noses broke. Did they think having the luxury of living in a country with millions of people who hate you was just going to be cost free? No, diversity is a luxury. Just not for any of the people actually paying for it. So their son will glumly take his 1500 SAT to a mid-tier state college, where he will promptly be regaled with encomiums to diversity. Perhaps he will Email a list of its benefits back to his father.

I’m sure he will, once the liberal indoctrination process really goes to work on him. It raises a question about “white privilege”: is it really such a “privilege” if you have to pay for it yourself?

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A chat with Derb

Seems appropriate, seeing as how I mentioned him here last night and all.

Before settling in at his current home at VDare, Derbyshire spent years as the black sheep on Conservatism Inc, writing for National Review and Weekly Standard. Derb was to Conservatism Inc. was Larry Bird was to basketball or Eminem was to rap, a sort of reactionary Great White Hope in a sea of unevolved neocon cucks. Derb also wrote for the “kinda-sorta Alt Right” website TakiMag and hosts the longest running Dissident Right podcast on the internet: Radio Derb.

Derb was my and many others’ first exposure to truly reactionary ideas. Well, there was Pat Buchanan, I guess. Pat was a sort of a proto-Alt Right figure himself, but Buchanan was steeped in sentimentality and Christian traditionalism. Derb believed everything Pat Buchanan believed but was a lot more scientific and racist about it and without all the Jesus stuff.

But it was in 2009 with the release of his landmark bestseller We Are Doomed: Reclaiming Conservative Pessimism that Derbyshire laid out the scale of our problems: demographic decline of whites and our replacement by low-IQ Third Worlders, totalitarian egalitarianism running rampant in all our institutions, monumental wastes of resources in futile quests to close racial achievement gaps, and all the while, a cheery tone of Reaganist optimism coming from a Right who should be scared to death.

With the Left triumphing on all fronts, the Right with its head in the sand, and the whole damn system rigged against us, Derbyshire concluded that America, conservatism, and the West in general were basically doomed. Doomed to become a Brazil-style multicultural Third World hellhole, and there wasn’t a lot we could do about it.

But now we are ten years in the future and much has happened since. How does We Are Doomed hold up today?

All too well, I’m afraid. The man was—is—a true visionary.

We’re coming up on the tenth anniversary of your earth-shattering best seller We Are Doomed: Reclaiming Conservative Pessimism. Nearly a decade later, are you more or less convinced that we are in fact doomed?

Define “we.” As mortals we are of course all doomed; but that wasn’t what I was writing about. The first sentence in my book reads: “This book is addressed to American conservatives.”

Yes, small-government, restrained-foreign-policy, ordered-liberty American conservatism is not merely doomed, it’s dead and gone. We’re close to the point – maybe past it already, it’s hard to keep track – where the federal government can tell you which pronoun to use.

We’re in a shooting war in Niger, a place hardly any American could find on a map, or should need to. We have 26,000 troops stationed in Korea, and 13,000 in Italy for crying out loud. Gotta stop Mussolini!

Freedom of speech is being stamped out by the tech monopolies and universities, with the eager help of lefty judges. Freedom of association is a fading memory – killed by the Civil Rights acts. Small government? You looked at the federal budget lately?

Has anything happened in the last decade that you did not anticipate?

I got cancer.

Ouch. Nice to see he retains his sense of humor in the face of it, I suppose. Actually, John’s sense of humor—puckish, dry, intelligent, subtle—is on display several other places in this interview, which is entirely too damned short if you ask me. Most fascinating takeaway from the whole thing? The link to this:




The guy in the striped shirt kicked over the chair by Bruce Lee? That would be…wait for it, now…

John Derbyshire?!? MAN. I had no idea that clip existed until just now. Makes me wonder what the hell else this man might have gotten up to over the course of his, shall we say, eclectic career. Anyways, like I said, the interview is great, and I only wish it was longer. Who knows, maybe I’ll drop Derb a line care of VDare as he suggests at the end and see about doing one myself.

Update! Okay, so I found my curiosity piqued all to hell and gone over the Bruce Lee thing, poked around a bit, and found this in John’s website archive:

So I was sitting there reading when a young Chinese guy came in. Seeing that I was the only person in the lounge, he addressed me. “Do you speak English?” I said I did. “Know any martial arts?” I said I had taken a few lessons. “Want to be in a movie?” I asked him if it paid. “Sure. Seventy bucks a day.” (Hong Kong dollars, he meant — around US$12 at that time.) I said I was game.

“Good. Be outside the Miramar Hotel front entrance tomorrow morning, seven thirty.”

A minibus arrived and drove us out to the New Territories — that is, the countryside that stretches out back of urban Hong Kong forty miles or so to the Chinese border. (Beyond which Mao Tse-tung’s Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution was going through one of its nastier phases. Rafts of rotting corpses would occasionally float down the Pearl River past the colony.) Here there was a movie studio. We were led into a huge shed used for indoor sets, and spent the next two days filming fight scenes in that shed.

Bruce himself directed Meng Long Guo Jiang. He was on set all the time, setting up the fights, working out positions, talking to the lighting crews and the cameramen.

There was, by the way, no sound crew. Chinese movies at that time were shot without sound. The sound was dubbed in later. When you watch a Bruce Lee movie, you are not hearing Lee’s voice, though I think they might have inserted his qi-ai — the intimidating yells, grunts and howls he used when fighting — into the soundtrack of Meng Long Guo Jiang. The qi-ai sound like his, anyway.

In fact the first dubbing was always into Mandarin, and the on-screen lip syncing was to Mandarin words. Bruce, though fluent in English and Cantonese, could not speak Mandarin, so this was a constant vexation to him when filming, and probably the main reason he has very few speaking lines in his movies.

Bruce Lee’s presence was as striking in person as on screen. I have never seen a man who gave such an impression of concentrated energy. If he got animated when talking to you, he would make little springy skipping movements with his feet, as if warming up for a fight. When nothing much was happening, he would drop down and do one-arm finger-thumb push-ups at one side of the set, or have someone hold up a board he could practice high kicks on.

Just as a skilful schoolteacher knows how to get the class’s attention by speaking very softly, you were most aware of Bruce’s presence, and he was most intimidating, on the rare occasions his body was dead still. In the relaxed state, he was in constant motion. Crouching tiger, indeed.

Movie fight scenes are a devil of a thing to get right. We did everything a dozen times, levels of frustration and discomfort rising each time.

This was summer in the tropics, and if the place had any air conditioning, it wasn’t adequate. There were huge electric fans everywhere, but they had to be switched off for filming, or the actors’ hair would all be streaming out horizontally from their heads. Yet through the entire two days I was on the set, I never saw Bruce lose his temper, or display any negative emotion stronger than momentary mild annoyance. He was just as I had seen him on TV:  smiling, cracking jokes, smoothing out difficulties and differences, coaching, teasing, encouraging, cajoling.

I have a tall, lean physique, so he addressed me as “Slim.”

“Hey, Slim, let’s try that again — and this time look mean. You hate me, remember? I’m a runty obnoxious little Chink, just stole your woman, trashed your car and pissed in your beer. Whaddya gonna do to me? Huh? Whaddya gonna do? Come on …” (He spoke perfect idiomatic American English the whole time.)

The fight scenes were all improvised out of his head. I can say this authoritatively, as I got a chance to read one of the scripts. The entire section I was involved in — two days filming, though of course less than five minutes in the finished movie — was encompassed by four Chinese characters in the script:  Li da xi ren — “Lee strikes the Westerners.”

We had some visitors on the set those two days. Chuck Norris showed up, though goodness knows why, as his scenes, later in the movie, were filmed on location in Rome.

Bruce’s wife Linda also made an appearance at one point, with either one or both of the kids, I can’t remember. (Brandon, whom Bruce described as “the only blond-haired, blue-eyed Chinaman in California,” would have been five and a half at this point, Shannon just over two.)

If my very brief acquaintance with Bruce Lee is any fair grounds for judgment, he was a lively, witty, charming man who thoroughly enjoyed life, a gifted natural stage and screen performer, liked by everyone around him and dedicated to his art — his martial art, I mean. It was a tragedy he died so young.

There’s a whole lot more to this story—a WHOLE lot, the above excerpt is heavily abridged—and it’s all perfectly spellbinding. Honestly, you probably shouldn’t click the link if you don’t have some time on your hands, because I absolutely defy you not to read every word of it once you get started. A great story, well told by a gifted writer—hey, what’s not to like?

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Patriots and principles

And the rise—and fall—of nations.

American patriots–and by patriots I mean simply those who recognize the principles expressed in the drafting of the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution as commendable and workable principles upon which to build a society–must recognize that our nation is in our own hands. While there is no way to convince the leftist and collectivist enemies of this nation that we have the right and obligation to confront them and their ideology on whatever grounds present themselves, the patriot knows this to be true.

The clever assistance lent to the communists by establishment Republicans and “conservatives” by suggesting that patriots need to be civil and orderly about their differences with these political adversaries are aiding and abetting the destruction of the nation and more specifically, the destruction of the patriots. Patriots have no color; they have no religion; they have no gender; they have no age; they simply have a common belief in a set of principles…

Nations are made of these principles (and others not recognized here). Nations are disbanded for violations of these principles. The least we can do to preserve a set of principles that helped to guide our nation for over two hundred years is to follow the lead of Wes Rhinier, who recently published a set of questions that a patriot would be hard pressed to answer in front of a mirror. Ask yourself why these things are allowed in a nation established, built and supported by patriots.

I don’t know what triggering event will bring us together on these issues. The trouble with independent thinkers is that they tend to have a wide and diverse set of conditions upon which they will act, making cooperative action nearly impossible. Some will not act at all. Some will act too soon and simply become a martyr without a discernible cause. But, we have to start somewhere, sometime…don’t we?

The Wes Rhinier questions TL links to above are indeed penetrating, and deeply unsettling:


I don’t pretend to have the answers anymore than TL does; at this point, I despair of the general public’s likely responses to them. But they’re definitely the right questions to be asking, and maybe that’s the necessary first step.

Update! CA throws a highly pertinent Solzhenitsyn quote into the mix:

And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?…The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin’s thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If…if…We didn’t love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation…We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.

That “We didn’t love freedom enough” bit especially smarts.

This is NOT the Founders’ America, because WE are not the Americans of the Founding generation. We have long been on a slow road to becoming something less—less independent, less honorable, less admirable, less worthy. In slight mitigation, it’s not America alone but Western civilization entire that has weakened, degenerated, and declined. The Left might well be at least partially correct in their assertion that the arc of history always bends in a certain direction: not towards socialism necessarily, but towards enervation, self-indulgence, narcissism, and decay.

One more question: how bitterly ironic is it that, as confirmed by all chronicled precedent, the roots of a culture’s failure are usually to be found in its success?

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No going back

TL proposes a first step.

From a rational point of view, there is no way ever to get back even one scintilla of freedom or liberty. No matter how hard we vote, no matter how outraged and screaming we get, there is NO way to ever return to a semblance of liberty and freedom. It cannot happen. Not in this system. Not with this debt. Not with the contempt of every government official toward our rights, property and privacy.

It is time, then, to draft a Petition of Dissolution. Our friends on the left will be as willing to do so as those on the right. The things of government are unmanageable; it is too corrupt; too trapped by its own arrogance; too divisive in its manner to listen to reason or work to solve the nations problems. This government created over two hundred years ago is no longer capable of working as designed. It cannot even obey its own codes. There are laws for government officials and other laws for citizens. There are few if any actual punishments of government employees, while every word is a potential prison sentence for the citizen. The republic has become some sort of kingless Kingdom with only barons, lords and sheriffs running amok, demanding satisfaction for their whims.

We can look at fault if we want to, but does it matter? Is anything more clear than the fact that this government is not capable of understanding how ridiculous it is when it speaks of laws for one citizen and different laws for others? That special groups can murder, maim and rape children and others will be tried and imprisoned for the same actions? That is a system that has FAILED. There is no other way to view its actions or its reasons. A judge in one circuit overrules the President?

I know that by suggesting a Petition of Dissolution that it is exactly what George Soros wants. It is what the communists in the federal government want. But the trap has already been set to slowly grind resistance to these groups into dust. The push to disarm the citizenry will only get more insistent and resistance to it more fractured and distanced as time goes on. Each city will enact illegal confiscations and then states and little by little all rights will be lost. The Second Amendment is the only one that matters at a time like this.

Now, while the greatest majority still hold the weapons of resistance, is the time to dissolve this union no matter how difficult it is for the heart to conceive it. The alternative is an inexorable decline into misery, destitution and ultimate ignoble slavery. It is our right and duty to alter or abolish. It is the only thing left to which we should swear an oath. I don’t know what is on the other side of such an act, perhaps the exact same outcome, but with the knowledge that we stood and we gave everything to deny the tyrants their victory. But, maybe something better…after the worst.

I still can’t see this as remotely likely; should such a thing be undertaken, FedGovCo will certainly quash it with a quickness anyway. But TL is absolutely right about that “right and duty” business; the Founders spelled that out in no uncertain terms for us. To wit:

…when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government…

Which brings us ’round to this:

If one thinks about how America’s cold civil war could be resolved, there seem to be only five possibilities. One would be to change the political subject. Ronald Reagan used to say that when the little green men arrive from outer space, all of our political differences will be transcended and humanity will unite for the first time in human history. Similarly, if some jarring event intervenes—a major war or a huge natural calamity—it might reset our politics.

A second possibility, if we can’t change the subject, is that we could change our minds. Persuasion, or some combination of persuasion and moderation, might allow us to end or endure our great political division. Perhaps one party or side will persuade a significant majority of the electorate to embrace its Constitution, and thus win at the polling booth and in the legislature. For generations, Republicans have longed for a realigning election that would turn the GOP into America’s majority party. This remains possible, but seems unlikely.

As for moderating our disagreements and learning to live with them more or less permanently, that too seems unlikely given their fundamental nature and the embittered trajectory of our politics over the last two decades.

So if we won’t change our minds, and if we can’t change the subject, we are left with only three other ways out of the cold civil war. The happiest of the three would be a vastly reinvigorated federalism. One of the original reasons for constitutional federalism was that the states had a variety of interests and views that clashed with one another and could not be pursued in common. If we had a re-flowering of federalism, some of the differences between blue states and red states could be handled discreetly by the states themselves. The most disruptive issues could be denationalized. The problem is, having abandoned so much of traditional federalism, it is hard to see how federalism could be revived at this late juncture.

That leaves two possibilities. One, alas, is secession, which is a danger to any federal system—something about which James Madison wrote at great length in The Federalist Papers. With any federal system, there is the possibility that some states will try to leave it. The Czech Republic and Slovakia have gone their separate ways peacefully, just within the last generation. But America is much better at expansion than contraction. And George Washington’s admonitions to preserve the Union, I think, still miraculously somehow linger in our ears. So secession would be extremely difficult for many reasons, not the least of which is that it could lead, as we Americans know from experience, to the fifth and worst possibility: hot civil war.

Under present circumstances, the American constitutional future seems to be approaching some kind of crisis—a crisis of the two Constitutions. Let us pray that we and our countrymen will find a way to reason together and to compromise, allowing us to avoid the worst of these dire scenarios—that we will find, that is, the better angels of our nature.

Unlikely in the extreme, since the nature of the Left—hungering to enslave all Americans under an all-powerful federal tyranny of exactly the stripe the Founders dreaded and abhorred most—allows for no “better angels.” We’ll just have to see how it all plays out, for better or worse.

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UNITY!

I’m all for it. So is Kurt.

The simple truth is that these shrill demands for unity are really demands for our surrender. The elitists who are howling that we have to come together have no intention of coming together with us. Rather, they want us to come together around them and the very same policies, initiatives, and weird taboos that we’ve spent the last few election cycles repudiating.

What, exactly, do these people propose to give up to help close America’s divide? Their campaigns against our free speech? Our religions? Our guns? Our desire for people to use the right bathroom?

Nothing, nada, zip. They intend to give up nothing. We’re supposed to give up what’s ours. Why? We just are.

We can have unity, all right. We just need to do everything they want and we’ll have unity. Like ants have unity. Like the Red Chinese have unity. Like liberal college campuses have unity. Sweet, warm, huggy unity, under the benevolent guidance and iron rule of our elite betters.

Hard pass.

He goes on to spell exactly what we ARE willing to unify around, all of which I am on board with.

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Uncle Tom’s gotta Uncle Tom, right, shitlibs?

Uncle Tom’s gotta Uncle Tom, right, libtards?

Kanye West Designs “Blexit” Apparel Urging Black People To Leave Democratic Party

OH, how I love it.

Unveiled Saturday at Turning Point USA’s Young Black Leadership Summit in Washington by TPUSA’s Communications Director Candace Owens, “Blexit” is designed to “open a conversation we have needed to have.”

“Blexit is a renaissance and I am blessed to say that this logo, these colors, were created by my dear friend and fellow superhero Kanye West,” said the 29-year-old Owens.

A superhero for sure; I love that, too. A “renaissance” for sure, one that’s long overdue. The Democrat Socialists have exploited black Americans for generations—taking their votes for granted by virtue of having bought them fair and square with a mess of pottage; fostering dependency and destroying the black family and the black middle class along the way.

They’ll have plenty to say about Kanye and Owens both over this, all of it demeaning and insulting. But it can all be translated thus: back on the Democratic-Socialist plantation, boy, you’re getting entirely too uppity heah! The bottom-line truth is as Hinderaker says:

What is Blexit?

BLEXIT is a frequency for those who have released themselves from the political orthodoxy. It is a rebellion led by Americans wishing to disrupt the simulation of fear.

BLEXIT is a renaissance. It is our formal declaration of independence.

You can read about it here. Candace and the rest of the crew are planning to criss-cross the United States, holding Blexit rallies in all major cities.

This is, of course, the Left’s nightmare: African-Americans declaring independence from liberalism, the welfare state and the Democratic Party. And the current generation of fiery, smart young black leaders can, I think, make it happen in sufficient numbers to be a political earthquake.

Let’s not discount Trump’s highly salutary influence on this most welcome trend, either.

Welcome, Kanye, Candance, and all other truly free-thinking, independent-minded black Americans, welcome and well-met. The rest of us are pleased and proud to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you in the ongoing struggle for liberation from tyranny and despotism.

(Via Ed)

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True American hero

Meet Sabo.

Los Angeles
It’s not much to look at from the outside, a dingy apartment building in a downwardly mobile stretch of burglar bars, psychics, and coin laundries. When asked the name of the neighborhood, one inhabitant classifies it as “no place in the middle of every place.”

It’s not much better on the inside. The guy I have come to see answers the door of his cheerless one-bedroom shirtless, in camo shorts and Chucks, while pulling on a white polo in order to appear less feral. He’s not a down-on-his-luck porn producer, though he used to work in the industry. He’s not some middle-aged gangbanger, though he could pass for one: solidly built with his name tattooed on his knuckles and a branding-iron mark singed into his chest. He is Sabo, America’s preeminent right-wing guerrilla street artist.

This sounds impressive. Yet being the Banksy or the Shep Fairey of the right is not a high pile to climb. It’s a bit like being the foremost reggae singer at the Grand Ole Opry or the premier scuba outfitter in the Kalahari. There’s not a lot of competition.

In this most liberal of cities (where even unaffiliated voters outnumber registered Republicans) and out of these modest digs, Sabo runs a one-man torture emporium. His victims include everyone from lefty politicians and Big Tech overlords to smug celebrities who never cease to subject us to the hot blasts of their virtue-signaling.

When inspiration strikes, Sabo might hijack a billboard, as he did last year with one advertising the film The Greatest Showman. It featured the actress Zendaya on a trapeze, and Sabo added a smirking Al Franken behind her with his lechy come-hither hands outstretched. Or he might crank out cheeky T-shirts with the letters “DOU” next to a picture of Che’s face.

The fashionable hypocrisy of the left drives Sabo bonkers, which explains the “F— Tibet” sign in his living room. It’s not that he doesn’t feel for the Dalai Lama’s oppressed people. But he’ll see some L.A. fashionista in a Mao shirt hauling a Free Tibet tote bag, “And I’m like, ‘You realize the reason Tibet needs to be freed is because of the f—ing Communists?’ These are the idiots I have to deal with.”

We all do, buddy, we all do. Read every word of it; as WRSA says, it’s good stuff. His apartment sounds like one hell of a fun place to hang out:

From the moment you step inside Sabo’s place, you get the sense that artistic violence is committed here. Amidst the skateboards and racks of spray-paint that adorn the hovel of this 50-year-old man-child, there’s a tattered Koran, which serves as his doorstop. It’s missing pages, since he’s used a few when out of toilet paper. If a visitor didn’t get the point that he’s not a fan of Islam, one wall also features Beyoncé in a burka.

Next to the coffin-sized printer that cranks out the posters that he plasters all over Los Angeles, there’s a wall-sized depiction of Elizabeth Warren in a Pocahontas headdress. There’s also the Hillary Clinton Wizard of Oz-style flying monkey campaign placard (with which he blanketed Brentwood before one of Hillary’s deep-pockets presidential fundraisers) and the tin of “Planned Parenthood Baby Dick Sausages by Vienna” (his nod to the unborn, though he’s ambivalently pro-choice).

Sabo’s also pro gay-marriage. But just when you think he’s going bleeding-heart on you, his bathroom door features the traditional ladies’ room silhouette of a woman, but from under her skirt is protruding, like a turtle head from a shell, a man’s unit. The bathroom is marked neither “Men” nor “Women,” but rather “It.” Though Sabo hastens to add that with their high rates of attempted suicide, he has nothing against “trannies.” “I hurt for them in a good way…just don’t try and tell me that it’s normal.”

Then there’s the MAGAphone—a megaphone inscribed with Donald Trump’s favorite acronym, as well as “Eat Shit Commie” around the horn. 

This is a fascinating, well-written warts-and-all bio of a fascinating young man who’s led a fascinating, rough and tumble life. I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned the introduction from Sabo’s website before here, but it bears repeating:

Bush the Younger was elected President and the claws came out in Hollywood. I lost my friends along with a great deal of peace. It was not a good time to be a Republican in Hollywood. There was no place I could go where I wasn’t punched in the face by some sort of art defining who I was for being a Republican. Evil, Bigotted, Homophobic, Out of Touch, Rich, Greedy, on and on. And then I snapped. Why was the Left allowed to define me and where are the dissenting voices from the Right setting the record straight? Creatively speaking, no one.

I believe the Right has a great message, sadly the only people telling it are those on the Left and they do a damn fine job making us look like ass holes and what do Republicans do about it, NOT A DAMN THING!!! Fuck it! I guess it’s just going to have to be me, I thought. My aim as an artist is to be as dirty, ground level, and mean as any Liberal artist out there, more so if I can. Use their tactics, their methods, appeal to their audience, the young, urban, street urchins with a message they never hear in a style they own. My name is SABO, I’m an UNSAVORYAGENT.

We need all of ’em we can get, now more than ever. Okay, okay, one more excerpt, which I just love:

Sabo became a tank crewman, from which he derives his handle. A “sabot” is a type of armor-piercing round—“pretty much a bullet for a tank.” The Call of Duty nerds like to test him on this, claiming, Sabo says while imitating their pedantic whine, that it “isn’t the round, it’s one of the things that cup the round.” Disgusted, he adds: “I’m like, ‘Bitch, I only slept on one for four years. Shut up. I used sabot rounds as a goddamned pillow.’ ” He doesn’t let his real name out there, since antifa types would chronically harass him, possibly worse, and he doesn’t need any help in the paranoia department: “I wouldn’t be surprised if celebrities have witches trying to f— me with spells. Sometimes when I do [a job], I get really sick.”

It was in the Corps that Sabo became a drunk. Everyone was a two-fister. “They literally had Coke machines filled with beer.” He never saw combat, but there was plenty of fighting. “When I got into a bar fight, the whole bar fought,” he says, suppressing a grin. He was once slam-dancing at a bar, and some Navy killjoy said, “Dude, you spilled my drink.”

Sabo responded, “Dude, it’s a slam-dance song.”

“It’s Barry Manilow,” said his rival.

Heh. Now if THAT doesn’t convince you of how much you’ll enjoy reading this one, I don’t know what would. It’s in an unlikely spot—the Weekly Standard (!)—so naturally the interviewer works in the obligatory NeverTrumpTard complaints. Sabo, himself no Trump fan early on, responds with piercing insight and admirable ferocity (“…he’s ‘kicking the teeth in’ of everyone who needs their teeth kicked in…’How can I say it, dude?’ he goes on about people like me criticizing Trump while still enjoying the spoils of his Supreme Court picks, his pushback on the thought police, and his promoting of America instead of apologizing for it. ‘It’s like grow the f— up'”), and he’s right on the button.

Do I even have to say “read it all” again? No. No, I do not.

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The mantra of tyrants

Which only makes sense: Leftism, after all, is the ideology of tyranny.

One of the more bizarre news items of the day relates to a continuing fetish of American municipal governments for banning plastic straws. Now, a liberal acquaintance of mine assured me that he was not inconvenienced by the use of biodegradable paper and wax straws, and plastic straws do have various environmental consequences. In this, my liberal acquaintance is entirely correct. Yet I still disagree vociferously with these straw bans.

The usual argument is that banning doesn’t work because people will get what they want regardless. There will be speakeasies and bootleggers, organized crime and street thugs. That’s partially correct. But let’s be frank. None of those things will be a problem for banning plastic straws. Certainly, I don’t see organized crime selling crates of plastic straws out of the backs of sketchy minivans. So what’s the real issue?

This leads us right back to the lack of principle. What the Left doesn’t like must be banned. They are quite casual with bans, too. They’ll ban guns and plastic straws, both. I heard a tale once of a town in Texas which banned inflatable gorillas. While I’m sure there is an amusing story behind the ban, it illustrates that nothing is beyond the reach of the ban hammer.

This morning, a local community page was full of demands to ban fireworks on behalf of pets, veterans with PTSD, and idiots who hurt themselves doing dumb things with fireworks. The chief proponent of the ban rattled off statistics not unlike what you see in the Prohibition propaganda. 12,000 people annually are hurt by fireworks, she said, and we can’t even count the harm to pets and veterans. They should be replaced with laser light shows, she demanded.

Once you get into debating the pros and cons of a ban, you have already implicitly conceded that bans are justified given a certain harm/benefit ratio. At that point, you are now vulnerable to the manipulation and spin of said data, which is commonplace. It’s an endless rabbit hole, and debates like that spiral into infinity. We’re all caught over the event horizon of a singularity of stupid.

So I’ll repeat the heresy: ban nothing.

In a truly free country, we wouldn’t even be having this discussion. But we’d have to get rid of all the Leftards first. Read all of it, natch; I particularly like his closer, and the Declination gang is going rocketing into the blogroll and bookmarks for it.

(Via Hoyt)

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Nuts and bolts

How revolution is done.

There are two recent examples American dissidents should study. The first is the Evangelical movement that started in the 1970’s as a response to the cultural revolution of the 1960’s. They had unassailable principles and specific policy goals that arose from those principles. They had great organic organizations, their churches. They had money and manpower. They also focused on one party, hoping to make the GOP the counter to the Left. By the 80’s, the Evangelicals were a powerful political force.

They also failed to accomplish any of their goals. Their top issue was abortion, specifically rolling back Roe. They lobbied hard to get their guys into office and on the bench so they could get that ruling overturned. They had zero success. In fact, it is hard to find any aspect of the culture war they were able to win. If you had told Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson in the 70’s that their efforts would still mean gay marriage and trannies stalking little girls in public toilets, they probably would have lost their faith entirely.

The reason they lost is they engaged the ruling class on their terms. The Evangelicals agreed to play by the rules set by the ruling class. This ultimately meant supporting the ruling class institutions, like the political rules and the party system. Those things are designed to preserve the current order. In effect, the Evangelicals agreed from the start to defend and support the prevailing order. It was inevitable that their efforts would only lead to more of the same, because they agreed to all of the assumptions of the prevailing order.

Another useful example is the NRA. Starting around the same time as the Evangelicals entered politics, the NRA decided to change direction. They became apolitical, supporting only candidates that were pro-gun. They stopped arguing about the efficacy of gun control as a crime fighting tool and started arguing about gun culture as a vital part of American culture. The NRA shifted from political debates, to moral debates and captured the high ground by linking gun rights to patriotism and basic America concepts of liberty.

This is why the fight over guns has been the one exception in the culture war. The Left tried hard to capture the high ground, usually by standing on the bodies of dead kids, but they failed because the NRA always fights to hold the moral high ground. They never conceded the premise or the moral framework of the debate. When the Left says they wants guns off the streets because of the children, the NRA says they wants guns in the hands of parents, so they can protect their children and themselves.

The lesson for our thing is to first understand where we are in the process. Our job right now is to grow our numbers by promoting about our ideas. Part of doing that is taking every opportunity to undermine the other side’s moral authority. Just as important, it means developing a genuine alternative to the moral order. A counter-culture has its own ethos, which means its own media, its own language and its own comedy. That last part is important, because what we mock speaks directly to what we believe.

Oh, I’m definitely on board with the mocking thing. On the other hand, how can the Dissident Right possibly lose when it’s up against complete batshit insanity?

One of the first murmurings of this supremely nutty trend erupted back in 2011, when a Toronto couple announced that they would be raising their new child, whom they saddled with the name “Storm,” completely oblivious to the idea that in nearly all cases, one’s genitals determine their gender—and in the rare cases where the person suffers from a delusion that they don’t, that person is likely to suffer massive psychological problems at the very least.

Now age five, baby Storm has decided that she’s a girl. Her ten-year-old sibling, Jazz, “identifies as a transgender girl, having begun her transition three days before she turned 7.” Her seven-year-old sibling Kio “identifies as non-binary and uses the pronoun ‘they,’” as does these poor children’s mom, while their dad’s personal pronouns are “he or they.”

Do you get the sense that this family has a lot of free time on their hands? Do you also get the sense that the parents are using their own children as inanimate sexual voodoo dolls through which they’re either working out their own bottomless psychiatric issues or skin-peelingly shallow cultural trendiness? Do you also get the sense that when—sorry, “if”—these kids grow up, at least one of them will hate their parents with a burning, cancerous fury?

Say hi to three-year-old twins Zyler and Kadyn Sharpe, who were fortunate enough to have born in the rarefied climes of Cambridge, MA. Despite their financial fortunes, little Zyler and Kadyn suffer the handicap of parents who gave them space-alien names and who refuse to just buck the fuck up and tell them whether they’re boys or girls.

Nate Sharpe, father of the gender-indeterminate three-year-olds with space-alien names, knows damn well what genitals his kids were born with, but he sternly and staunchly refuses to reveal these simple biological facts in favor of parading these poor toddlers around like miniature rainbow-colored circus freaks:

A theyby is, I think, different things to different people. For us, it means raising our kids with gender-neutral pronouns — so, ‘they,’ ‘them,’ ‘their,’ rather than assigning ‘he,’ ‘she,’ ‘him,’ ‘her’ from birth based on their anatomy.

See, but Nate, these terms are based on anatomy. For some reason, every last one of you gender-dreamers seem to stub your toe on the hilariously simple fact that “she” is a term that has always meant nothing more and nothing less than “that person over there with the vagina.”

Let that freak flag fly, and be sure all the Normals see you doing it. How much further can they go? Plenty, says Hanson. And the psychos will be taking more-sane Democrat Socialists (if any) who are running for office with them.

There is no respite from the war against Trump. The NFL, the NBA, late-night comedy shows, cable news, sitcoms, Hollywood movies, books, and music have all found ways to turn their genres into anti-Trump theater.

There is no respite; there is no refuge—not the Super Bowl, not the Emmys, not the Grammys, not the Oscars. Almost every aspect of American culture has been weaponized to delegitimize Trump.

The progressive hysteria reveals the lack of an idea. Kill, humiliate, delegitimize Trump is not a sustainable political agenda whether winning a local assembly seat or a liberal majority on the Supreme Court. But then neither are socialist ideas. If the Left was intellectually honest it would run in November on what it now professes are its new core beliefs: the abolition of ICE, the end to all deportations, open borders, expansions of affirmative action, abortion on demand, and identity politics, cancellation of student debt, universal Medicare-like coverage for Americans of all ages, massive tax hikes, more regulations, and less fossil fuel production, and an EU-like socialist-democratic foreign policy.

The problem is that the above is probably not a 51 percent winnable program. And progressives fear that their base will not allow them to move to the center to capture the old blue-collar white working class, or the Perot, Tea-Party and Blue Dog voter. Nor can they afford to move much further leftward, given they are increasingly dependent on Obama-like identity politics candidates without an Obama-like charismatic candidate.

Democrats privately acknowledge that Obama wrecked the Democratic Party—losing Congress, the presidency, state and local offices, and now the Supreme Court. But they must praise the forces of that wreckage and seek to trump them by becoming the party of hyper-identity politics. In other words, the Democrats know what sort of agenda might bring them back into power as it did in 1992. But they feel that Clintonesque cure is worse than the disease of being in the purer political wilderness without power.

So, for now, they rant, they rave, and they stew, accepting that they cannot do what might save them and therefore they only do more of what is destroying them.

In the spirit of never interfering with your enemy when he’s making a mistake: keep up the good work, nutjobs, you’re doing great!

Update! I repeat: nutjobs. If America is so far gone in narcissistic degeneracy that pimping such patent codswallop is a winning electoral formula, then we damned well deserve the doom that awaits us.

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Civility now

After starting off as something of a NeverTrumper early in the MAGA festivities, Mike Walsh gets it—completely, unflinchingly, and without apology.

We’ve tried civility, and we know from bitter experience it doesn’t work. There is no pacifying the Left, no accommodating it, no buying it off with a bit of appeasement here and there. They’re not in the political fray to play, they’re in it to win it. They’re not fiddling around the edges of the American experiment, they’re throwing everything critical theory has at us, questioning every institution and founding principle, and finding all of them worthy of destruction. If we react with anything less than a full-throated defense of both Western and American civilization, we’re going to lose.

Anyway, you fight the battle with the weapons you have, including those of the other side. And it wasn’t us who broke the peace that roughly obtained from World War II to the assassination (by a Communist) of John F. Kennedy. In the latest phase of a long war, the Unholy Left went to battle against America in the summer of 1968 and hasn’t stopped fighting since. They hated Nixon, they hated Reagan, they hated G. W. Bush and now, boy do they hate Donald J. Trump. From the moment it dawned on them on election night that Trump was going to win, they have gone to the mattresses, seeking to undermine the validity of the election and bring down the president of the United States. If you won’t fight to protect your country, what will you fight to do? If the answer is “nothing,” then to heck with you.

This passivity in the face of constant provocation is what our enemies are counting on. They want you cowed, thinking that any pushback is illegitimate. They want you to think that you’re the bad guy in this morality play. That’s why their pet media frames every confrontation as “far-right” groups vs. “anti-fascist” protesters, pushed beyond the limits of their well-known tolerance to take matters into their own violent hands. You are hateful, intolerant, racist and brimming with more phobias than Freud ever dreamed possible. You deserve every bad thing that’s coming to you.

The time for pushback is now.

It most certainly is—before they get the gulags cranking again. And the ovens.

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Beautiful losers

I swear, the headline just never gets old, does it?

Never Trumpers Suffer Yet Another Utter Humiliation

I got chills over here.

Last week was especially glorious not just because we rejected the latest GOPe amnesty scheme, not just because we defunded the left’s union cash extortion machine with the Janus decision, and not just because Justice Kennedy is leaving to be the swing vote on his retirement community HOA. It was especially glorious because these enormous victories – these latest enormous victories – were the direct result of normal Americans giving the gimps, grifters, and geebos of Never Trump the George Costanza treatment by doing precisely the opposite of our alleged betters’ political instincts.

Everything they told us was wrong. If we had done what they demanded, we would not be revelling in the joy of conserva-victory. We would be resigned to yet another defeat.

Oh, that ain’t no coincidence. It was their whole program, which was working quite nicely until fed-up Real Americans went off the reservation and put Trump The Disrupter in the White House. But naturally Kurt knows this as well as anybody else:

A principled loser is just another kind of loser – an especially annoying kind because he never seems to shut his Zima-hole about his precious principles.

And the remaining rump of Never Trumpers is here to lose. That’s their goal. Team Muh Principles always intended to lose. Oh, they try to play off their objections to the president as purely one of style. It’s because Donald Trump is so…so…so…oh well I never. But their displeasure with Trump’s aesthetic deficiencies is not the sole, nor even the most significant, reason for their fury at the orange-y interloper. They are really mad because, under Trump, these dorks can’t get the White House to return their calls.

They’ve been stripped of their silly status, but that silly status – “Oh, I am an assistant fellow at the Institute to For Conservative Studies and Mailing List Compilation” – was all they had. In the DC milieu they want to return to, they were never kings, or even princes (though they sure dig the hereditary titles vibe), but just minor royalty jealously guarding their little, tiny fiefdoms. Sure, the liberal establishment ran things, but the Professional Cons had their own petty gigs pretending to resist, pretending to care, all the while treading water in a sea of mediocrity and ineffectuality.

And then Schlichter gets REALLY rough with ’em. Singled out for specific humiliation is hapless fuzznuts George Will, who was also laid into good and proper today by Limbaugh:

You know who’s really, reeeally taking it on the chin about now? And that is the conservative Never Trumper crowd.

I could easily roll out a bukakke joke here. But I won’t. No need to thank me. Onwards.

You know, I haven’t talked about this on purpose, by design, but I’m just gonna mention it here in reference. George Will, before the retirement announcement of Anthony Kennedy, was so frustrated that he wrote a piece suggesting the only hope for America is if all Republicans vote Democrat to get rid of Trump and everything related to Trump.

Now, stop and think about that for a minute. That’s almost as off the wall as people on the left are off the wall. That’s in the midst of policies that all of these intellectual conservatives have ostensibly been fighting for their whole lives. Trump is implementing much of what they have claimed to believe in. But maybe they didn’t believe it that much, because as it’s being implemented, they can’t bring themselves to support it because of the guy who is president while it’s happening.

Actually, I think it’s less because of that than because it’s being implemented at all. They never intended it to be; the idea was to get elected and re-elected on promises to do fierce battle with the Democrat Socialist “opposition,” then get back to business as usual the minute they disembarked at Dulles. These fighty-fight-fighters were content to wave their arms around menacingly without ever landing a single punch. It was a pretty good grift as long as nobody paid much attention to it. But the very second Normals elected someone who would show actual fight, they all folded up like a cheap accordion and went into a confused frenzy of sniffy condescension, predictions of disaster, and…well, whatever the hell else it is they think they’re doing now.

Think of it: media blowhards like Will and status-quo GOPe politicians have both been shown up as con artists. They’ve been rejected by a constituency angry at their confirmed duplicity in favor of an outsider they have no way of controlling. The huffy scribblings of “opinion leaders” like Will go unread, except now and then by guys like me sifting through their outraged puffing and blowing for blog-fodder for making sport of them; the professional politicians have been cast into the darkness of impotence and irrelevance as Trump blows right by them on his way to yet another triumph.

You’d think the embarrassment of Egg McMuffin’s died-a-borning campaign for president would be enough self-degradation for these guys. But no, here’s George Will, sitting in the smoking ashes of his pitiful ruin, demanding that we reject all the happy progress made and turn back the clock by returning control of Congress to the fucking commies. To “save” conservatism. Or something.

NeverTrumpTards’ discombobulated anguish is remarkably similar to the Left’s, lacking only the shitlib penchant for violence and unhinged sobbing to make them perfectly congruent. That’s no coincidence either. The distinction is not of kind but of degree; as always, the Fake Right’s “opposition” is weak tea indeed—ineffectual, impotent, not much good for anything.

Vote Democrat Socialist, just when they’re in full-on panic and disarray? Well, thanks and all, Georgie-poo, but…no. Hell no. We much prefer to keep the American Restoration ball a-rolling along. Dismaying as it may be to you DC swamp critters and Sunday-morning-show tame “conservatives,” we ain’t no way no how tired of all the winning yet; it makes for such a refreshing contrast with the bushwa you chumps have been handing us all these years. We want as much more of it as we can get.

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Back to the future?

A government that tries to control everything ends up controlling nothing—one way or another.

Sadly, with a high enough percentage of the population voting for socialism, not to mention an increasing percentage of the population preferring to celebrate inferiority over excellence, we as a country cannot return to the “glory days” of the 1950’s. Millennials are not capable of living on their own at 18. Women prefer to outsource kids to day care instead of raise them. Men have been replaced with government checks. And what men are present in their nuclear families are usually Soy Boy jokes which cannot compare to a strong, but fair 1950’s Ward Cleaver. Without the based, anchored, and galvanized WWII generation, the generations of Americans that remain are simply too inferior and lazy to achieve what Americans did in the 1950’s. And so you assume we can never return to those halcyon days of yore and are condemned to Enjoy the Decline.

However, I have a bit of good news for you, and it is one of those rare bits of good news indeed. For while “we” as a country can’t and never will return to the 1950’s, YOU as an individual can. And there’s nobody who can stop you.

The main reason anybody can return to the 1950’s at any time is because while on a national or macro level the US may be turning into a childish, socialist shithole, on the local or micro level the average American still holds considerable sway and control over their immediate and local environment. You don’t have to live in California where the insane people put cancer warnings on coffee. You don’t have to live in Seattle where the city council obviously loves parasites more than the producers. You can simply choose to live in towns that aren’t socialist, have low crime, low traffic and don’t vote to tax their citizens all the time. But returning to the 50’s goes well beyond simply picking the right municipality to live in. It boils down to individual life-style decisions that are even more personal, more “micro” and will more directly affect the quality of life you live. And if you make the right decisions, there’s a good chance you’ll enjoy a 1950’s life replete with 2020’s technology and conveniences.

Follows, a wildly practical how-to on ways to ignore alien orders and live a worthwhile, decent life insulated from the insidious influence of our dysfunctional culture to the greatest extent possible, including this:

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Trump at war

As are we all.

Steve Bannon: This is a war. This is a war for our country. This country, we’ve been in this war for a while. It’s going to take another 15, 20, 25 years and we’re going to be one thing or the other on the other side of this. We’re either going to be the country that was bequeathed to us by the 14 or 15 generations that came before us, or it’s going to be something radically different.

What do you think was the specific messaging that drove those low propensity voters to actually, at the end of the day, pull the trigger for Trump?

Pat Caddell: Yeah, as I said, my question all along had been whether those voters would respond.  Alienation can often make people depressed and not participate. What did it, I think, is if you look at the last 8 to 10 days of Trump’s message, where he said, “This isn’t about me and Hillary. This is about you and them.”  Essentially a campaign that said your country is going to hell. You have to do something. And whether it was on immigration, which was a big issue, trade, where the country had taken a huge leap, or basically the idea, which I think was the most powerful of all, of “drain the swamp” and the corruption. Enough people felt that they, with good reason, would want a change, and they took the biggest gamble in history.

By every other measure we have had, this never should have happened. But the reason it did is because the country has never been where we are except twice before. I believe in the 1820s and the Civil War – well three times – and the Great Depression.  And what we have is a new paradigm in politics. This isn’t the traditional Democrat/Republican, Liberal and Conservative. This is inside, outside, us, them and the question of who’s country it is, and I have said to Steve the other day, and I’ll end on this note: At the heart of it is a perception. The subtext is that they know that their leaders are trying to manage the decline of America.

Steve Bannon: No, the issue of the polling and the analytical work, which was so thorough — this is not some slapdash poll like is done all the time. This was really deep analytical work. The question that the American people answered — 75 percent of your countrymen think America’s in decline. And what they understand is the country is in decline, right?  Particularly vis-à-vis the rest of the world. And that’s what the elites, that was the whole contrast in the campaign. Hillary Clinton and the Republican elites are very comfortable managing that decline.

Pat Caddell: Yes, they believe their destiny, I think, is to make sure it’s soft, we’ll be like the British. I have news for them: this election in 2016 and the ones that are coming are really about the fact that this country will not go gently into that good night of decline. They will rage, rage against the dying of the light.

We can only hope that there are enough stout American souls left among ‘us to stem the dismal tide. I especially like this part:

Pat Caddell: The issue is the country. It’s not which party. It’s going to be who owns the country, them or you. And the question is is America going to go into general night of decline or are we going to turn things around for our children and grandchildren. These are great moral questions.  And that is the new battleground that needs to be fought. And let me just say something. The media. The press, which was you could argue is adversarial, but what we have is not adversarial. We have a partisan opposition press which works hand in glove with the Democrats, which is the most corrupt media, and which, by the way, as a believer in the First Amendment, totally threatens the First Amendment, because as I have tried to say to people, when they figure out, which they have, that they can not only tell you who you must vote for, but they can tell you what truth you’re allowed to know or not to know, as we have seen in all of this other stuff with Russia, all of the stuff with the Clinton Foundation, all these things. The real question becomes why do we need a First Amendment if they’re not going to do their job, which is to be the tribune of the people and instead become the outriders of one political movement or another.

Steve Bannon: See, I look at it differently than Pat. I like having the media as the opposition party because they’re so dumb and lazy. I detest them. I detest them. Dumb, lazy, worthless. A great opponent. One last thing, we’ve got to wrap up here, is that it’s about the President. It’s about Donald J. Trump. Look, I got the great opportunity. I’ve known him for years, but I didn’t know him that well until I got into the campaign. I saw it every day. Here’s a guy, everything you see in the mainstream media is basically nonsense. Here’s a guy that was worth, I don’t know, five, six, seven, eight billion dollars. I don’t know the exact number, but a lot of money. He was 70 years old. He has a lovely wife, a great family, great kids, grandchildren. The friends he’s got from the sports and entertainment world and the business world are so close to him and such great people. He just had a perfect lifestyle. I mean here’s a guy at 70 years old that’s going around not just buying great hotels and refurbishing them and making them part of his Trump organization, but buying great golf courses and making them better and getting them in the U.S. Open or the Open Championship. It’s the kind of thing you would do, all of us would do when we’re 70 years old.  He ran for President of the United States. He’s not a narcissist and not in it for his ego or anything like that. You couldn’t do it for that. I saw this guy every day on the politics of personal destruction where they came after him hammer and tong. And you guys only saw a tenth of it. If you saw the other 90 percent, you’d just be stunned. These people know no bounds. I don’t really disagree with it because I see what they’re trying to do. They’re trying to take control of the most powerful nation on earth, and they’re prepared to do anything to do that.

Donald Trump is an American hero because he had the courage to step up and run. In that primary, if you think about it, with Jeb Bush and Marco Rubio and Ted Cruz and Christie, go through all of them, 16. That was the Republican Party’s an entire generation of their best politicians that have been kind of bred for 10, 20, 30 years. And as good as those gentlemen are and Carly Fiorina, there’s not one, or even combined could they have taken on the Clinton apparatus. The Clinton apparatus is a killing machine, and it took somebody like Donald Trump, a blunt-force instrument, to defeat it.

Bang ON. You’ll want to read all of this one, gang; it’s just slap full of good, fascinating stuff. It’s a pity Bannon isn’t still working directly for Trump; this is a guy who truly gets it, with insight more penetrating than just about anybody else, and ingenuity and aplomb enough to have pulled together a cohesive, long-term vision for how to straighten out the mess fifty or sixty years of Progressivist misrule has wrought. Both Bannon and Caddell have some pretty choice things to say about Her Herness that you’ll get a solid giggle out of, too.

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Unity now nah

The last desperate resort.

One of the weirder aspects of the modern age is the endless calls for unity from our superiors, particularly those in the Progressive camp. It’s weird for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the fact the Left is endlessly trying to marginalize anyone that disagrees with them. It is how diversity came to mean rigid homogeneity. Putting aside the hypocrisy, it’s weird because it is fairly new and very un-American. It also contradicts the very premise of democracy, which is about competing opinions, jostling for support.

It seems that the calls for “unity” have coincided with the spread of the American civic nationalism stuff. Thirty years ago, no public figure talked about “who we are” or made grand claims about a unified America culture. In fact, the lack of conformity was the gold standard of intellectual rigor. Democrats used to claim they had so much internal debate, it was like herding cats. Republicans used to crow about being the party of ideas, meaning that they had the bulk of free thinkers and dissident chattering skulls.

It’s not a coincidence that the flowering of the civic religion stuff has coincided with increasing calls for unity and now the un-personing panics. Religions, particularly in their growth phase, are highly intolerant of competing religions. It’s why the Left, even today, attacks Christianity. They see it as competition. In order to have a civic religion, it means stamping out ideas and movements that contradict it, even if those ideas are rooted in observable reality. In the name of unity, dissent must be crushed, along with the dissenter.

The unintended result of this is to de-legitimize the Right half of the ruling class. A so-called conservative with a twitter account, especially one with a blue check, will now be seen as nothing more than an organ grinder’s monkey. The civic religion only works when political debate is confined to the tiny ideological space occupied by Progressives and their hand-picked opposition. Strip away the legitimacy of the so-called conservatives and the civic religion is revealed to be a public relations campaign by the ruling oligarchs.

That’s the core reason that American public debate seems so uncivil. In an effort to defend the status quo, the ruling elites have become increasingly aggressive at stamping out dissent. The whole “Russian hacking” nonsense was a thinly veiled way of saying that those who voted for Trump were either stupid or un-American. The fact that it appears the purveyors of this story were themselves in cahoots with the Russians suggests there are no limits to what they will do to crush their opposition. Torquemada would be proud.

Eric Hoffer said, “Fanatical orthodoxy is in all movements a late development. It comes when the movement is in full possession of power and can impose its faith by force as well as by persuasion.” It’s also a late phase effort, a rearguard action, intended to defend the status quo, despite there no longer being an obvious use for it. The current arrangements in America no longer serve anyone other than the relatively small number of people who live like royalty in the Imperial Capital and its satellite cities.

At some point, the cost of maintaining unity among increasingly hostile tribes outweighs the benefit. The increasingly shrill demands for unity and obedience, along with the corresponding fissures opening up in public life, suggest we’re following a familiar path that leads to a break down. Some social scientists seem to get, to some degree, what is happening, but no one knows what comes next. Maybe it is just too frightening to consider or maybe it is impossible to know. What’s not coming, though, is national unity.

There can be no real or lasting unity joining people who desire freedom with those who wish to take it from them. There can only be conflict—which one side must win, and the other…lose.

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Good Trump, bad Trump

Steyn on a misstep:

Roy Moore beats Luther Strange in Alabama. There were certain local factors in play: Mr Strange and the corrupt former governor Bentley had enjoyed a mutually beneficially relationship whereby then Attorney-General Strange called on the legislature to suspend impeachment proceedings against the Governor, and Governor Bentley then appointed Strange to the Senate. Whether a creature from the Alabama swamp is best suited to drain the Washington swamp is a reasonable question for voters to ponder.

Whereas, whatever one feels about Roy Moore, he’s principled enough to be willing to lose his job over the Ten Commandments and same-sex marriage. That’s unusual in American politics.

But in a certain sense this election was a primary between the industrial-strength Bannonite MAGAlicious Donald J Trump (as represented by Moore) and the house-trained semi-neutered General Kellyfied McMasterized Donald J Trump (as represented by Strange). And the house-trained Trump lost. There’s a lesson in that: The man who said he could shoot a guy on Fifth Avenue and his base would stick with him was essentially told by the base that, when he wanders too far down the GOP establishment end of things, the base is just as happy to shoot him.

Or to put it another way: Mitch McConnell figured he could use Trump as a vessel to drag Luther Strange across the finish line. And the base said, “Get lost, creep. Trump’s our vessel.”

There’s a lesson here for Trump: it ain’t about you, buddy. Not by a long yard it ain’t. It’s about us—about our intention to see to it that business as usual in the Deep State swamp is well and truly disrupted, once and for all. This sums the whole thing up pretty well:

The establishment is certain to dismiss this as a fluke, a one-off, an upset stirred up by Breitbart News, former White House Chief Strategist and Breitbart Executive Chairman Steve Bannon, for Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin, and other four-letter words. But they already know that it is not. Politico reported ahead of the vote that “mainstream Republicans worry [a Moore win] would instigate a broader offensive by the activist right to unseat other GOP incumbents in the 2018 midterms.”

That movement is already underway, with rumblings that Rep. Marsha Blackburn (R-TN) may run to replace Corker — a primary race that would, no doubt, put the screws on McConnell and could end in a similarly spectacular defeat for the establishment and donor class. Challenges to Sen. Roger Wicker (R-MS), Sen. Dean Heller (R-NV), and Sen. Jeff Flake (R-AZ) could also be forming in light of Strange’s defeat in Alabama.

With the nationalist base fired up after Moore’s victory, McConnell and his fellow elites will likely fall back on their old pitch to voters that their establishment candidates are more “pragmatic” and are able to get things done.

This, therefore, puts intense pressure on them to get something done by year’s end because so far, the pragmatic establishment has only managed to pile legislative defeat on top of legislative defeat. Whenever the establishment has convinced the president to follow their lead, he has faced similar defeat. With Obamacare repeal and replace on life support at best and tax reform looking far from certain, the establishment is in trouble as it pertains to achievements.

The Alabama result should serve to teach McConnell, the donor class, and his establishment allies that betraying your voters and throwing money at the problem will not work. Voters are sending a clear message: “Effect change or we will find someone who will.”

Bold mine. We picked Trump as the spearhead of a movement that predates him, and is way bigger than any one person, Trump included. The complaints the career-politician class and its trained media seals had about him were what sold us on him: he was an outsider, not a politician at all, and seemed not just willing but eager to take on the job of upsetting and derailing DC business as usual. Nobody expected miracles from him, and nobody was blind to his personal flaws and foibles; unlike the clueless Leftymedia’s caricature of us, we were by no means drooling sycophants taken in by mere celebrity. Nor were we looking for a savior on a white horse to ride to our rescue.

What we wanted was a Disruptor, and we were and remain perfectly willing to take Trump seriously to task should he waver or falter in doing the job we sent him to do. Canoodling with Establishment swine like McConnell or Ryan—or even the Democrat Socialists, should they prove useful—is fine as a devious means to an end.

But never more than that; never sucking up to them, or succumbing to their flattery, or failing to perceive their treachery, or truly trusting those snakes in the grass for one damned second. Use them, sure; trick them, pretend to “work with” them, deceive them outright—have at it. Let them think they’ve lulled you into accepting their guidance and advice if it helps, Mr President. But never lose sight of the primary objective, which is simply this: disempowering them. Reducing them to irrelevance, taking their power and perks away and, eventually, dismantling the corrupt and tyrannical edifice they spent so long a-building and have so guilefully labored to protect and preserve.

Keep on that track and you’ll go down in history as one of our greatest Presidents, whether you win every last battle or not. Venture off it, and you’ll be remembered only as a failure and a buffoon. There can be no middle ground here, no other outcome but one of those two. And I’m quite sure I know which you’d prefer it to be.

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War of words

Schlichter hits–and misses a little, too.

When I saw the compromise news, I thought it odd that Trump had agreed with the Democrats about something, but I wondered what the collective freakout was all about. Perhaps I didn’t understand the GOP’s clever play. So I asked on Twitter, “I’m just curious about what the GOPe’s plan for victory on the debt ceiling was. Their track record is so good that I’m sure it was awesome.” Maybe I was missing something. Maybe there was some great plan that the Republicans had created that somehow Trump truncated. Turns out I was not missing anything. There was no plan. This supernova of fake outrage was just another inept ploy to undercut the president as part of the establishment’s never-ending campaign to regain the power we voters stripped from it in retaliation for its failure.

 By the way, I have yet to get an answer to my question, and gosh, I’m thinking that might be because there was no great plan for victory in the debt ceiling fight. Get a hold of yourself – I know it’s shocking to hear that the Congressional GOP might blindly stumble into a debt ceiling fight and end up in a humiliating defeat, but that’s the kind of wacky, out-of-the-box thinking I’m all about.

After all, it’s not like the Republicans have a long and proud tradition of botching every single debt ceiling fight they ever wandered into, but it was definitely going to be different this time somehow, according to informed sources within the unicorn community.

Note that the Congressional GOP was so upset about this compromise that it passed it in a day. Remember that when you’re being encouraged to tear your hair out because Trump funded our own red state voters and avoided the headlines like “Republicans hold hurricane victims hostage in debt ceiling government shutdown Armageddon!” Yeah, we would have totally won that argument.

But uh oh! It turns out some GOP congressjerks have a big case of the sad feelz because of Trump’s utter TOTAL COMPLETE TREASON BETRAYAL by extending the debt ceiling three months. It’s clear he’s a total liberal because the True Conservative fallback position was to extend it six months, and those extra three months WERE EVERYTHING SOMEHOW FOR SOME REASON UNICORNS UNICORNS UNICORNS!

 I guess the True Conservatives are still mad about how Trump forced them not to repeal Obamacare, a mantra they had spent seven years repeating like they were Rainman, except without the “savant” part.

Do Trump’s supporters care about these arcane D.C. manhood measuring games? No. Normals want stuff to get done, and if the GOP can’t do it and dealing with the Dems can, then guess what? No one outside the Beltway cares if the Smarmy Dope and Elderly Mutant Establishment Turtle got disrespected. We avoided was a fight right now that would have taken up the 12 whole days of legislative work that Ryan and McConnell somehow stuffed into the 30 days of September after taking August off. Now the Congressional GOP is free to focus its entire attention on failing at tax reform.

Trump isn’t “betraying” the base. He’s treating the Congressional GOP like the hacks they are. They have done nearly nothing except posture, pose and issue passive aggressive proclamations about how Trump offends their tender sensibilities. Trump doesn’t respect them because they haven’t earned any respect; this week, he saved them from making fools of themselves once again, at least until the holidays.

We’re winning, not in huge, sweeping moves, but in inches. Grant, not Patton, people. Trump nominated a bunch of new conservative judges this week(though the president has yet to win a yuge victory by nominating the great Don Willett). Did you hear about that from the Tru Cons? Remember ISIS? Soon, no one will. DACA is going to die, maybe not as fast as we’d like but the unconstitutional executive order is gone. And gee – that six months phase out ends right after the debt ceiling fight comes back. “Republicans hold up hurricane relief” is a bad headline. “Democrats want to shut down government unless illegals get amnesty” is a good headline – though we can all feel the throbbing, aching longing of the GOPe to rollover on immigration, and its capacity to blow the communications piece is limitless. Finally, the fascist kollege kangaroo kourt rules Obama imposed are going away – the very thing the Tru Cons have been (justifiably) crying about for years in intermittently-read cruise brochures like The Weekly Standard.

Ahh, but that “good headline” isn’t one anyone will ever see, which is where Schlichter misses. One giveaway that such a headline will never, ever run anywhere but in Shclichter’s column is the way the propaganda division of Leftard Inc has now pulled yet another one of their famous nomenclature switcheroos, from “undocumented immigrants” (itself substituted for “illegal aliens,” which at least had the twin virtues of being both honest and direct—characteristics that are to “liberals” as garlic is to vampires) to…wait for it…

“Undocumented CITIZENS.”

No, really. I’m not joking. Seriously, you guys.

The Associated Press (AP), against the dictates of its own style guide, employed a new and unprecedentedly inaccurate euphemism for illegal aliens Thursday, referring to them in an article as “undocumented citizens.”

Previously, the AP instructed journalists not to refer to illegal aliens as “illegal aliens” or “illegal immigrants,” instead asking that each case be taken with specificity, telling the Washington Post in 2013, “Specify wherever possible how someone entered the country illegally and from where. Crossed the border? Overstayed a visa? What nationality?”

The AP had yet to use the “undocumented citizens” term–until now. The term incorrectly cites that illegal alien DACA recipients are undocumented, despite their documented status by the federal government. The term also incorrectly gives U.S. citizenship to illegal alien DACA recipients, despite none of the program’s recipients holding citizenship.

Aww, who cares about such picking of nits? Long as they all get to vote, right, guys?

Such Orwellian fiddling about with language and meaning is a tried-and-true Leftard stratagem going back to at least Stalin, if not further. Hey, how do ya think Progressivists became “liberals”—and what we now acquiesce in referring to as “classical liberals” became “conservatives”—in the first place?

But Schlichter certainly seems to understand well enough that the struggle is no longer between “liberals” and “conservatives,” or even between Republicrats and Demicans. It’s between Statists and…well, what the heck ARE we going to call ourselves now, anyway? I’ve been trying out Alt-American here and there, but I don’t know if that one really works either. Suggestions are welcome in comments, of course, so have at it, if y’all are so inclined.

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Irreversible revolution

Another great one from Codevilla.

As I explained a year ago, by 2016 the ruling class’s dysfunctions and the rest of the country’s resentment had pushed America over the threshold of a revolution; one in which the only certainty is the near impossibility of returning to the republican self-government of the previous two centuries. The 2016 election is not reversible, because it was but the first stage of a process that no one can control and the end of which no one can foresee.

Donald Trump is not and never has been the issue. With or without Trump, the nightmare of those who resist the 2016 election was, is, and will remain the voters who have chosen and will continue to choose candidates who they believe are committed to reducing the ruling class’s privileges and pretensions.

Let us be clear: the 2016 electorate chose Trump and they saw Trump as the vehicle by which to challenge the ruling class. During the first half of 2017, the Republican Party finished discrediting itself as a possible vehicle for that job. Since this is so, were Donald Trump seriously to bid for the presidency in 2020, it would have to be by leading a new party focused on the identities of anti-ruling class Americans. Carrying the Republican label would be an impossible burden.

Were an energetic, unambiguous, unapologetic Trump to affirm the majority of Americans’ political identity, not all Republicans would follow. Nor does he need them all. By bringing new elements into his following and, yes, by dropping some Republicans from it, Trump would effectively build a new party, with intact credibility. The departure of major corporations from his business council—big business is deeply unpopular on Main Street America—is an example of  how to gain by shedding baggage. At any rate, it was never possible that the entire Republican Party would represent America against the ruling class.

But by the same token, each action taken by anyone who is creating a new movement must speak for itself more loudly and clearly than the words used to explain that action. Democracy does not tolerate pairing big words with small accomplishments. Today, Trump’s role in fulfilling the political marketplace’s demand is up to him even more than it was in 2016. But now as then, America’s open political marketplace invites all. The anti ruling class constituency is bigger than ever. If Trump does not lead it, someone else will.

Precisely. As Glenn Reynolds always says: if you hate and fear Trump and end up succeeding in seeing him thwarted, just wait till you see what we send you next.

Read all of it.

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Shoo-in

Michigan’s future junior Senator tells Leftard twits where to stick it, in no uncertain terms.

The musician has been publicly toying with the idea of vying for a seat in Michigan for a while, but Common Cause has urged Attorney General Jeff Sessions and Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein to investigate whether Kid Rock, real name Robert Ritchie, has violated the law by acting as a Senate candidate without officially registering his candidacy.

Beyond frequently tweeting about the idea, Kid Rock has gone as far as even setting up a website – kidrockforsenate.com – on which he sells merchandise emblazoned with the words, “Kid Rock for US Senate ’18”.

“Given the activities we’ve documented in the complaint, he can’t reasonably claim to be merely testing the waters of candidacy and thus exempt from candidate filing requirements,” said Common Cause VP of policy and litigation Paul S. Ryan. “He is a candidate and is obligated to abide by all the rules and make the same disclosures required of everyone else running for federal office.”

In response, Kid Rock released a statement to his website that read merely: “I am starting to see reports from the misinformed press and the fake news on how I am in violation of breaking campaign law. #1 I have still not officially announced my candidacy. #2 See #1 and go f*ck yourselves.”

THAT’S how you do it. Note, too, his deft use of the term “fake news” here. Take no shit off of the rotten, lying, devious bastards, Kid; real Americans will love ya for it. Personally, I’m hoping for a term or two as Senator, then a successful run for the Presidency—assuming our cold Civil War hasn’t gone full-on hot by then.

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Category error

Vox reminds us that Naziism is, was, and ever shall be a branch of the rotten Progressivist tree.

  • It is not Germany that will turn Bolshevist but Bolshevism that will become a sort of National Socialism. Besides, there is more that binds us to Bolshevism than separates us from it…I have always made allowance for this circumstance, and given orders that former Communists are to be admitted to the party at once. The petit bourgeois Social-Democrat and the trade union boss will never make a National Socialist, but the Communist always will.
  • We National Socialists wish precisely to attract all socialists, even the Communists; we wish to win them over from their international camp to the national one.
  • I have learned a great deal from Marxism as I do not hesitate to admit…The difference between them and myself is that I have really put into practice what these peddlers and pen pushers have timidly begun. The whole of National Socialism is based on it…National Socialism is what Marxism might have been if it could have broken its absurd and artificial ties with a democratic order.
  • After all, that’s exactly why we call ourselves National Socialists! We want to start by implementing socialism in our nation among our Volk! It is not until the individual nations are socialist that they can address themselves to international socialism.
  • The Revolution we have made is not a national revolution, but a National-Socialist Revolution. We would even underline this last word, “Socialist.”
  • There is a difference between the theoretical knowledge of socialism and the practical life of socialism. People are not born socialists, but must first be taught how to become them.
  • I, on the other hand, have tried for two decades to build a new socialist order in Germany, with a minimum of interference and without harming our productive capacity.

Now guess who said all that. Go on, guess.

To my way of thinking, all the above renders the clash in Charlottesville sort of a blue-on-blue (or red on Red), friendly-fire incident, although we all know it will never be reported that way. I’d still really like to know just how many Nazis there were amongst the demonstrators percentage-wise, too…and remain certain that even if some sort of reliable estimate were available, it would be very carefully buried by Leftymedia if they weren’t in a clear and overwhelming majority, as I still suspect they weren’t.

Either way, it doesn’t much affect my satisfaction at seeing somebody fighting back against the Leftard goons at last; in fact, it may even heighten it, knowing that few if any real Americans were out there getting thumped by anybody, in what might actually just have been a chaotic brawl between Leftist factions too muttonheaded to clearly understand what was even going on, or what they actually stand for in the first place. Long as some Lefty heads are finally getting cracked for trying en masse to jump peaceful protesters exercising their right to free speech, hey, I’m good with it. Bottom line?

Being socialists, national socialists of any stripe can never legitimately claim to be Alt Right.

More, from an earlier post:

The most common error is to postulate a Communist left-wing extreme opposed by an extreme Nazi right wing. Not only does this leave out a substantial body of political and philosophical thought, but the construction falls apart the moment the two socialist ideologies are compared. Any reasonable comparison inevitably forces the confused advocates of such a definition to assert that the spectrum is actually a circle, in which case the terms left and right, much less left-wing and right-wing, are wholly nonsensical.

Nor is the original usage of much utility today, since it represented the fundamental division of the pre-revolutionary French national assembly. Since very few nations feature a monarchy these days, and even fewer political parties espouse positions with regards to the Bourbon kings, this definition is now defunct. And the notion of basing the spectrum on progress, of course, begs the Marxian question. In other words, progress toward what? The worker’s paradise?

As Vox goes on to point out, the real division is all about the preferred relationship of the individual to the government: Statists versus Individualists, Plato versus Aristotle, those who believe in the primacy of the collective versus those who believe in the primacy of the individual and his right to self-determination. It’s a fundamental conflict between those who still believe in the founding ideals of this nation, and those who stand in opposition to them. It’s unresolvable by any means I can see; there is liberty or there is not, with no compromise either possible or desirable. That’s as basic as it’s possible to be. One side will win. One side will lose. That’s it. Full stop, end of story.

No matter how hard the Left tries, they can never honestly remove the stain of Naziism from their escutcheon, although it must be admitted they’ve made a damned good job over the years of lying it away. But the hard truth is, Naziism is and always was a wholly owned subsidiary of Progressivism—lock, stock, and barrel. Vox’s closing image spells it out pretty clearly, if you ask me. It leaves me feeling pretty smug and pleased with myself for having come up with my Alt-American post category a while back, I must say.

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I believe

If this is Alt Right, count me in.

In any case, I wanted to take the opportunity to calm frazzled nerves, and to emphasize in how few matters Vox Day and I disagree.

First, we both voted for Chuck Tingle for a Hugo Award. Love is real!

Second, we both support a permanent ban on further immigration into the United States, but would settle reluctantly for a fifty year ban. We both would prefer immigrants, if they must come, to be from civilized nations, and persons who clearly offer more to the nation than the likely burden their coming imposes.

Third, we both believe Mohammedanism is incompatible with Western Civilization. Koranic Law allows neither for the Rights of Man nor any republican form of government.

Fourth, neither of us believes coerced integration of the races is desirable nor possible. There is nothing wrong with a man seeking out his own kind.

Fifth, we both regard the ‘open borders’ and ‘New World Order’ and ‘One World Government’ type talk as treason against the United States and against the West.

Sixth, we both think feminism is cancer. Woman are happier and society is healthier when brides are young, and families are large.

Seventh, we both reject the strategy embraced by GOP politicos and pundits that noble defeat is better than crass victory. The Culture War is real, it is a war, and our side has suffered decades of humiliating defeats. A gentleman does not use the Marquis of Queensbury rules with a guttersnipe, a cur, a blackguard, or when facing a mob.

Can’t find a whole lot to disagree with here myself. Here’s the real takeaway, though:

Honest men do not take disagreement on scientific, political, or practical matters as a bar to friendship, mutual respect, or mutual alliance.

Only Leftists, whose cruel, crooked and false religion is nothing but the worship of political power, regard disagreement on politics as apostasy, and regard those who disagree to be infidels, worthy only to be scorned, silenced, and slain.

Exactly. We don’t all have to agree on every least little thing. But we MUST remember—always—who the real enemy of freedom and individual self-determination ultimately is. As Vox says:

John is a better man than I am. I admire and respect him, and not only for his incredible literary talent. I do not expect anyone to agree with me about all things, indeed, I do not know anyone who does, including myself from only a few years ago. Remember: the man who is a failure always manages to find disagreement with others, but the man who is successful will always find a way to find common ground with his friends and allies.

And that’s the name of that tune.

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Stick, stones, and etc

Speak not, lest ye be cast out.

The other day, I heard someone use the word “kike” in public. I can’t remember when I last heard someone use the word in conversation. My grandfather would use it, along with WOP, Spic, Mic, Jew, Polack and other colorful euphemisms. That was just the way men of his generation spoke to one another. One of his old friends was Italian and he called him a “Guinea bastard” so often it may as well have been his given name. In turn, his buddies would call him a commie, a rook, a pinko, etc.

Got a good buddy around these parts named Gennaro, who pretty much everybody knows as “Wop.” He’s an easygoing, confident, and friendly guy who takes it all in good humor, just a little gentle ribbing among friends. Which is exactly how it’s intended; everybody likes the guy, nobody means any insult at all by it. He’s one of the more beloved of our many damned-Yankee transplants, and if anybody thought for a minute they were hurting or insulting him, they’d cut it out.

The hand-wringers all swear that we are reliving Weimar Germany and Trump is the 12th invisible Hitler the prophecies foretold. The inevitable result is the Cossacks galloping through the streets of Jewish neighborhoods. Maybe so, but I’m skeptical. Trump seems to get along well with the Tribe and he seems to love his Jewish grandchildren. He has quite a few Jewish advisers and business partners. Maybe they are not making Hitlers like they used to, but my hunch is he is not Hitler and we are not Weimar Germany.

Eh, I think it’s more that they’re not making Americans like they used to. Too many of us have been reduced to quivering, trembling heaps of jelly-like protoplasm, too sensitive to even go outside the house without some sort of Nanny-state supervision, scared to death of their own shadows, ready to collapse into paroxysms of grief-stricken despair at the slightest hint of offense, insensitivity, or disregard. A society that feels any need at all for “safe spaces” for anybody but the clinically disturbed bears no resemblance at all to the loose aggregation of sturdy, rugged, independent, risk-taking pioneers we once were. And is probably just about at the end of its miserable run, too. And deserves to be.

Still, the special position for Jews in American may be changing. It’s impossible not to notice that the roster of people leading the opposition to Trump reads like a Manhattan law firm. It’s also hard to not notice that people with a precious metal in their name are wildly over-represented in America’s ruling elite. It’s fair to say that Jews in America are the new WASP’s, a narrow ethnic group that dominates the ruling classes. Instead of Pemberton and Prescott in the overstuffed leather chairs, it’s Goldstein and Silverberg.

As a result, it will become increasingly acceptable to make sport of the Jews, just as it was acceptable to make fun of the WASP’s in the prior century.

Actually, I kind of doubt that. It will remain acceptable among the same group that figures it so now, not because it IS acceptable but because they no longer give a shit what squeamish PC liberal shitstains think about what they say or do. Liberal definitions of victim groups never change; like their ideology itself, they’re static and inflexible. It’s why I frequently refer to them around here as “perpetual victims”; if the huge majority of blacks in America suddenly became rich and successful, libtards would still be whining about the poor, oppressed, put-upon handful who so richly deserve every bit of help we can get for them, and every bit of forbearance we can muster.

No, the real change is in the new willingness of those not securely fenced behind Progressivism’s Iron PC Curtain to speak their minds plainly, to violate the heretofore accepted norms of liberal goodthink and just come right out and say certain things. Excepting the vanishingly small minority of true bigots who aren’t worth bothering about anyway, those people aren’t interested in being mean or hateful to anybody, or in saying objectively cruel things for spite.

But neither are they any longer willing to keep on glossing over reality, or to censor themselves to suit some dainty little college professor’s whim or feed his megalomania. If a minority group that is no more than fourteen percent of the population is responsible for upwards of eighty percent of crimes in blighted urban areas, well, they just might decide to haul off and refer to those malefactors as “niggers” once in a while. You can be sure that those same people most likely have black friends, neighbors, or co-workers whom they like and respect too. There’s a distinction to be made there, and it ain’t too fine for them to be capable of making it.

As Chris Rock said a long time ago, in one of his more famous routines: “I looove black people. I HATE niggers.” Of course, being a liberal himself, he later disavowed that statement, claiming that he only said it to draw attention and notoriety. But whether he’s able to see it or not himself, there is some truth in what he said.

It must be said, though, that “Jew” has never been the sort of stinging epithet that “nigger” can certainly be. Although I also must admit to having told a Jewish joke or two in my day. But maybe that’s just old, racist, bigoted, hate-filled Southern redneck me, I dunno.

Personally, I don’t have any problem at all with Jews or their disproportionate success; I have a problem with Leftists. Why so many Jewish people seem to embrace the misbegotten failure of an ideology that is Progressivism I’m sure I don’t know. Particularly given the bizarre Leftard affinity for Muslims who openly espouse genocide of the Jews and the destruction of Israel, it’s a real puzzler. But expecting Leftists to make sense is a mug’s game. I’d say that Jewish Leftists are and will always be way more Leftist than they are truly Jewish. The statistics on the proportion of liberal American Jews who describe themselves as either devout or even religiously observant would seem to bear that out.

But here’s where it all really gets intriguing:

There’s something else to consider. There are a decent number of Jews in the Dissident Right, supporting Trump and often sympathetic to the alt-right. For example, the news site Breitbart is run by Joel Pollak, an Orthodox Jew. Mickey Kaus has been on the forefront of the patriotic immigration issue. It’s entirely possible that American Jews will come to view multiculturalism and open borders as suicidal, because they are bad for the Jews. Israel, after all, is pretty much the opposite of what the American Left advocates.

It’s fair to say that the America now passing into history was one built by the northern WASP elite, that emerged after the Civil War. These were the men who got rich in the Industrial Revolution. They built a country in their image. They wanted to conquer the world and they did. The people in charge now, in the technological age, will remake America into whatever they believe will suit their purposes. The Tribal States of America will reflect their interests, their cultural prejudices and their view of what’s best for the people in charge of the country.

It’s trite, but it’s true: the only constant is change. Let’s hope we may yet avoid the apocryphal Chinese-curse version of “interesting times.”

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Ticks latch on

Take a hike, losers; after swatting your dull blades from our backs, we don’t need you, we don’t want you, and you’re only in our way.

So-called Movement Conservatism is a zombie movement, shuffling along until someone has the decency to put it out of its misery. That does not mean the army of people who have made a living peddling it over the last few decades are going to retire. They are looking for some way to weasel their way into the new thing. They look over at the cool kids raising hell on-line, building their own thing and the old guys of Conservative Inc are naturally jealous and want to be a part of it.

This is not an easy task. Buckley Conservatism was revealed to be nothing more than the candy coating to the Progressive nut inside the prevailing orthodoxy, when they went all in on the NeverTrump nonsense. It’s not that the cool kids will not forgive them. It is that there is no point to it. These are yesterday men with nothing to offer. National Review is one of those abandoned houses in Detroit. It’s only purpose is as a reminder of past mistakes. Otherwise, it can be plowed under and not one will care.

The current relationship of this new thing on the Right to the old conservative movement is a lot like what David Horowitz described as the relationship between the New Left and the old reds from the previous generation. When the New Left got going in the 60’s and people noticed it, suddenly every old commie in the country was trying to get in on the act. They were rejected not because they were old, but because they had nothing to offer.

Now that’s just not true, and completely unfair. National Review has at least, oh, a couple dozen or so subscribers; a dysfunctional, pain in the ass website; and a fistful of mildewed dead-tree pages enthusiastically endorsing Severe Conservative Mitt Romney for president left to bring to the table.

At least.

Update! Now here’s an idea: Manhattan commercial rents being what they are, maybe NR could look into sharing office space with their dear colleagues at the NYT in their, uhh, streamlined new digs. I understand there’s lots and lots of room available.

Oh, excuse me, is that a grave I’m dancing on? Sorry ’bout that, I had no idea. Heh.

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