Will no one rid him of this loathsome pest?

Never forget the CF creed: They will not stop. They will NEVER stop. They will have to BE stopped.

LGBT Activists Haul Jack Phillips Into Court Again, This Time Over Transgender And Satan Cakes

LGBT Activists Haul Jack Phillips Into Court Again, This Time Over Transgender And Satan Cakes
Hearings began in a new case against Masterpiece Cakeshop over a Colorado baker’s refusal to bake a cake celebrating a man’s decision to become transgender.

You’ll all remember this perfectly sane, normal, reasonable legal professional, I assume. More on him anon.

Hearings began Monday in a new case against the Masterpiece Cake Shop located in suburban Denver over a transgender male suing for the owner’s refusal to celebrate his transition.

Jack Phillips, a devout Christian who runs the cake shop in Lakewood, Colorado, is a defendant in court again this week after fending off discrimination charges in a more than half-decade-long legal battle that reached the U.S. Supreme Court when, based on his faith, he denied to bake a custom wedding cake for two gay men in 2012 but offered other items.

“I don’t make cakes for same-sex weddings, but I’ll sell you anything else in my shop, cookies, brownies,” Phillips told the couple, who, out of all the bakeries in the area, sought out the baker who would deny them the very specific service that compromised his faith.
The couple, David Mullins and Charlie Craig, filed a complaint with the Colorado Civil Rights Commission arguing Phillips violated the Colorado Anti-Discrimination Act (CADA) which prohibits any business that offers services to the public from discrimination based on race, religion, gender, or sexual orientation.

The controversy went national, provoking harassment campaigns and death threats against the suburban baker that ultimately cost him 40 percent of his income when Phillips stopped baking cakes following a lower court’s decision against the shop. The case inspired another against Phillips after the Supreme Court announced in 2017 it would re-examine the lower court’s ruling, which it ultimately overturned on narrow grounds.

Autumn Scardina, a transgender female-identifying attorney in the Denver area, called Phillips to demand a custom cake celebrating his gender transition after he heard the Supreme Court would consider the initial case against the Colorado Civil Rights Commission. Twice, Scardina had already emailed Phillips to call the baker a “bigot” and a “hypocrite” while mocking his religious beliefs in 2012 when the controversy first arose.

A 2012 email presented as evidence in court also show Scardina offered to be a plaintiff in a discriminatory case against the cakeshop in the gay couple’s absence if they chose not to move forward with litigation.

The cake shop denied Scardina’s 2017 request for a pink and blue cake after he said it was to celebrate his gender transition. Scardina responded with a new complaint picked up by the Colorado Civil Rights Commission that was dismissed in 2019 by the group after Phillips filed a lawsuit against the state in federal court. Months later, Scardina chose to pursue charges of his own seeking damages, fines, and attorney fees to wreck Phillip’s finances rather than appeal the commission’s decision to drop the discrimination claim.

So at what point does persistence become obsession, anyway? Because whatever it is, it’s apparent that loony-bin refugee Mr Scardina long ago blasted right through the barrier and kept the pedal to the metal from there, passing huge nuisance, if mostly harmless to come to rest deep inside actually, literally quite dangerous, really ought to be locked up territorial boundaries. Background on this demented freak and his ceaseless vendetta:

Of course, it’s no accident that Phillips, owner of Masterpiece Cakeshop, was targeted. It’s part of what I’ve called a “pacification process,” where the Left is following its culture-war victories with an effort to stamp out remaining dissent.

As the Federalist’s David Harsanyi puts it, the “campaign to destroy Phillips’s business was never merely about punishing a single man for refusing to submit to prevailing leftist orthodoxy. It was also a warning to all would-be apostates that thought crimes could lead to fiscal ruin, public denunciation, and endless harassment. In that sense, the prosecution has probably already paid off.”

It’s not the first warning, either, as Christian businessmen have already been driven out of business by the sexual devolutionaries.

Helping to effect this targeted-harassment action, Scardina had called Masterpiece Cakeshop on June 26, 2017 — the very day the Supreme Court ruled in Phillips favor in the first suit — “to design a custom cake with a blue exterior and a pink interior to symbolize a transition from male to female,” as Harsanyi relates it. (Interestingly, Scardina is still “blue” on the inside and has only, and can only, effect a pink appearance on the outside. That said, aren’t we told that the ol’ blue-pink Neanderthal-think is “gender stereotyping?”)

But Scardina is way too busy with the Christian persecution business to worry about ideological purity. “Previously, Scardina — going by ‘Autumn Marie’ and other monikers — was the one who allegedly asked for ‘an image of Satan smoking marijuana,’” Harsanyi also tells us. “In another request from ‘the Church of Satan’ — also, according to a complaint, likely Scardina — Phillips was asked to make ‘a three-tiered white cake’ with a ‘large figure of Satan, licking a nine inch black Dildo.’ How creative, right? ‘I would like the dildo to be an actual working model that can be turned on before we unveil the cake,’ went the request.”

Oh, I just bet you would at that, you warped sicko. The war of harassment and persecution being waged by the abominable Mr Scardina, for the purpose of punishing Phillips for the crime of

  • Being a practicing Christian man who takes his faith seriously
  • Daring to uphold Christianity’s precepts, tenets, and obligations
  • Living his faith without either apology or shame, relying on morality and conscience as his guide
  • Wanting to have nothing whatever to do with obnoxious, pushy mental defectives entirely consumed with forcing all infidels everywhere to swear fealty to the Left’s madhouse catechism

And on the topic of pestiferous, unhinged freaks, permit me to share a few tidbits of potentially pertinent info:

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(720) 420-9068

1245 East Colfax Avenue, Denver, Colorado 80218, United States

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There’s also a link to the firm’s blog, although it appears to be somewhat, shall we say, neglected.

OBLIGATORY DISAVOWAL OF ALL RESPONSIBILITY FOR THIRD-PARTY UNSEEMLY AND/OR CRIMINAL ACTIONS: Please understand that notice of this information is intended purely as a helpful convenience for any Denver-area CF readers who may be shopping around for lawyerly assistance. BY NO MEANS should this information be used to, say, make fifty or more nuisance, prank, or hang-up phone calls on a daily basis; send scores of offensive emails—with an attached image featuring, ohh, maybe a hideously explicit image of Satan licking a nine-inch dildo, let’s say—and/or use Mr Scardina’s email address to enlist him on numerous spam mailing lists; clog the firm’s snail-mail box with scads of puzzling picture postcards; or any and all other nefarious purposes. Nor should anybody in the Denver area get any bright ideas about making an in-person appearance at the firm’s office—shabbily dressed, poorly groomed, reeking of alcohol, sweat, and sundry gag-a-licious filth—to request “a nice handie” from the receptionist, piss in the potted plant, break wind in a raucous fashion, then flee the scene with a loud and scornful laugh.

The proffering of said information shall in no way be construed as endorsement, encouragement, or incitement of similar acts in addition to those listed, all of which this blog’s proprietor hereby abjures.

Humblest apologies

For I was wrong, so wrong. SteveF, as is his wont, makes a good point.

I’ll tell you the same thing I told Matt Bracken yesterday: I have no problem with the flag going to half mast because of a few dead hookers. The flag goes to half mast when a retired politician dies, and half a dozen hookers were worth more than almost any politician, working or retired.

Can’t argue, won’t try. What I’d really like to see, though, is for “president” Bai-Ding to bring the bodies of those dear departed Hotlanta dollies to lie in state in the Capitol Rotunda. As Steve says, hooers are just as deserving of the honor as any sleazeball politician, and more so than most of ’em.

In fact, contra my earlier gripe about our national unseriousness, perhaps a start at becoming a more serious country would be to start taking official notice of certain realities. Prostitutes provide a genuinely valuable service to people who need it—the universally-familiar witticism describing prostitution as “the world’s oldest profession” ought to be proof enough of the eternal market for that service to deflate any doubts.

Professional politicians, on the other hand, provide nothing whatsoever that anybody wants, let alone needs. They are not producers, but usurpers. They present themselves to those who create, build, manufacture, repair, &c as a blessing instead of an affliction, persuading the productive class of the essential, existential necessity for a Government Class empowered to organize, regulate, moderate, mediate, and protect all those who actually do useful things. Once they’ve conned the serfs into playing along with the swindle, the Governing Class will straightaway begin the process of gradual exsanguination of the host society, like the parasites they actually are.

Our GC boasts of the “advancement” of the very society forced to drag them along as dead weight; of “improving” the things they ruined; of “rebuilding” the things they destroyed; of implementing “solutions” for the problems they created. They puff out their chests and flatter themselves about how vital, how indispensible they are, when the truth is that we’d all be a lot better off without them. If the entire dismal lot of them were sucked bodily off into outer space tonight, society would waste barely a moment tomorrow wondering where they all might have gone.

They boost “efficiency” via imposing a smothering layer of bureacracy, red tape, and intrusion on the now-“streamlined” organization. They hinder while bragging about the many ways in which they’re helping. To hear these swine tell it, the only sensible way to increase the wealth of ordinary individuals is to confiscate at least a third of their income; sift that ill-gotten gain through the government’s waste, administration, and corruption filters; then hand the poor victims a tiny fraction of their own money back to them as “stimulus,” “reparations,” “benefits,” etc—all of which will be taxed also, of course—even as they constantly remind one and all of the selflessness of their big-hearted “benefactors” in government, without whose generosity all would surely be lost.

When the hapless suckers have gotten a bellyful of having their lifeblood sucked out of them, they may become restive. If so, the Government Class will usually begin to round up the disgruntled opposition to be put on trial (maybe, someday) for “treason,” “insurrection,” “disloyalty,” “incitement,” or “hate speech.” Some could be brought up slightly lesser charges for offenses such as “conspiracy,” “uncooperativeness,” “obstruction” or “interfering” with an arrest, investigation, surveillance, a government agent or agency, or any official procedure, function, or activity.

As the slow implosion of the whole farcical system accelerates, the grip of the Government Class will paradoxically tighten—until one fine day it too fails. At which point all hell breaks loose, and the whole circle-jerk begins anew.

So yeah, I think it’s high time we elevated our Ho’ Class and started viewing those noble, courageous heroes from a different vantage. Hey, if the choice is between them and the GC vermin, I can easily tell ya who gets my vote, six days a week and twice on Sunday. Meanwhile, in light of my aformentioned error, I’ll leave you with this.



A nation mourns

So just to make sure I’ve got all this straight here: some random psycho walks into an ATL brothel and murders eight whores. The puppetmasters in charge of making pRetend pResident Bai-Ding dance see political hay to be made and have Faux Jaux stagger and stumble his way onto Air Farce Un to sky on down to The City Too Busy To Hate and order the shit-smeared FedGovCo ensign flown at half-staff to honor our national pussy-peddler heroes. Because, y’know, white supremacy ‘n’ Trump ‘n’ schtuff.

Yep, I believe that about covers it.

Biden orders flags flown at half-staff to honor Atlanta shooting victims

Well, it’s definitely a first, I’ll give him that much.

President Biden on Thursday ordered the flags at the White House and all federal buildings be flown at half-staff to honor the victims of the Atlanta-area spa shootings.

“As a mark of respect for the victims of the senseless acts of violence perpetrated on March 16, 2021, in the Atlanta Metropolitan area, by the authority vested in me as President of the United States by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, I hereby order that the flag of the United States shall be flown at half-staff … until sunset, March 22, 2021,” the White House said in a statement.

The order is also in effect for US embassies, consular officers and other facilities abroad, including military bases and naval vessels.

On Friday, the president and Vice President Kamala Harris will travel to Atlanta where they will meet with leaders in the Asian-American community.

All this, mind, for a non-event that—in a dozen collapsing urban hellscapes across the Former US—would more typically be referred to as a Mostly Peaceful Sunday afternoon.

Robert Aaron Long, 21, was arrested and charged with murder in the eight killings.

Long blamed the slayings on his sex addiction and claimed his intention was to “eliminate” the temptation.

And with that, it is now official: heretofore generally acknowledged as a deeply unserious nation, the FUSA has now descended into ludicrous self-parody.

Pedos gonna pedo

Better sit down, everyone, this one is a real shocker for sure.

BREAKING: Former President of Drag Queen Story Hour Foundation and Children’s Court Judge Arrested on Seven Counts of Child Porn

Surprising precisely no one. No one with a lick of sense, at any rate. Hold the phone though, there IS actually one (1) legitimately shocking aspect to this story, which we’ll deal with anon.

A Milwaukee County Children’s Court judge and former president and CEO of the Cream City Foundation, which runs the city’s drag queen story hour program, has been arrested on seven counts of child pornography.

Brett Blomme, 38, was arrested on Tuesday for allegedly uploading 27 images and videos of children being sexually abused on the messaging app Kik.

Blomme was held overnight and released with a signature. He has been ordered to stay off social media and file-sharing services and is not allowed near any children except the two that he adopted with his husband.

Blomme is accused of uploading the images both from his home and from the judge’s chambers.

The alleged pedophile judge was the president and CEO of the Cream City Foundation, which runs the Milwaukee Drag Queen Story Hour for local children. As of early Thursday morning, however, all articles and mentions of him had been scrubbed from their website. The links were still cached by Google’s search engine and his role remained detailed on his LinkedIn page.

The gin-yoo-wine shocker mentioned above I will phrase as a question, to wit: HOW THE FUCKING FUCK DID THIS LOATHSOME KIDDIE-DIDDLING SON OF A BITCH EVER BECOME A FUCKING JUDGE IN THE FIRST FUCKING PLACE?!?

File that one under “Questions that make you wonder where the heck God is with that next Great Flood, anyway?” While you’re all working that mental jawbreaker over, here’s something else to think on and remember:

Someone once asked Slick Willie Sutton, the bank robber, why he robbed banks. The question might have uncovered a tale of injustice and lifelong revenge. Maybe a banker foreclosed on the old homestead, maybe a banker’s daughter spurned Sutton for another.

Sutton looked a little surprised, as if he had been asked “Why does a smoker light a cigarette?”

“I rob banks because that’s where the money is,” he said.

And in accord with that, we now have the Pervert Corollary to Sutton’s Maxim: Kiddie Diddlers will reliably be found where the kiddies are. Which would make DQSH a mighty neat little setup for these monstrous freaks, wouldn’t you say?

Elsewhere, Ace dishes up the snark.

Another David French Blessing of Liberty (TM)!

Weird how it turns out that someone with a keen interest in playing sexualized dress-up games with children turns out to also have sexual interest in children.

Ain’t it, though. Ain’t it just. For those of y’all who may have forgotten, or perhaps were never even aware of the phenomenon under discussion in the first place (as a good friend of mine turned out to be today, which I was indeed shocked by), a representative sampling of what Drag Queen Story Hour looks like:

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Yeppers, all perfectly healthy, wholesome, and normal as far as I can tell. Nothing whatsoever depraved or unsettling about any of that, nosireebob. Why, who but a hate-crazed bigot could possibly take issue with normalizing it, thereby encouraging transvestism as nothing more than a viable, sensible alternative for young children to consider exploring? If you have a problem with this, then you ARE the problem, Hitler-boy. In fact, these courageous cross-dressers should all be hailed as true HEROS for putting themselves in the line of fire so nobly—helping to broaden the horizons and open the eyes of children so desperately in need of having the archaic, stifling moral values instilled in them by their narrow-minded, CisHet parents supplanted by more evolved, humane, Progressivist ones.

LOVE WINS!™, you sick, uptight, homophobic oppressors!

Christ on a crutch, but this is one fucked-up dumpster fire of a country. The more I see of daylight barking madness like this, the more I feel like the jihadis might just have had the right idea about us all along.

Size matters

Wait, whut?!?

John Dillermand has an extraordinary penis. So extraordinary, in fact, that it can perform rescue operations, etch murals, hoist a flag and even steal ice-cream from children.

The Danish equivalent of the BBC, DR, has a new animated series aimed at four- to eight-year-olds about John Dillermand, the man with the world’s longest penis who overcomes hardships and challenges with his record-breaking genitals.

Unsurprisingly, the series has provoked debate about what good children’s television should – and should not – contain.

Even more unsurprisingly, said “debate” revolves entirely around political correctness and shitlib shibboleths rather than how just plain fucked up the whole thing is.

Since premiering on Saturday, opponents have condemned the idea of a man who cannot control his penis. “Is this really the message we want to send to children while we are in the middle of a huge #MeToo wave?” wrote the Danish author Anne Lise Marstrand-Jørgensen.

Christian Groes, an associate professor and gender researcher at Roskilde University, said he believed the programme’s celebration of the power of male genitalia could only set equality back. “It’s perpetuating the standard idea of a patriarchal society and normalising ‘locker room culture’ … that’s been used to excuse a lot of bad behaviour from men. It’s meant to be funny – so it’s seen as harmless. But it’s not. And we’re teaching this to our kids.”

Worse still, it presents not just a male but his huge schlong specifically not as a terrifying, rape-addled fiend but as a superhero, which as we all know is COMPLETELY unacceptable.

Erla Heinesen Højsted, a clinical psychologist who works with families and children, said she believed the show’s opponents may be overthinking things. “John Dillermand talks to children and shares their way of thinking – and kids do find genitals funny,” she said.

Well hey, who doesn’t? Let him who is without sin cast the first etc. Now, who’s ready to learn something new? I know I am!

Højsted conceded the timing was poor and that a show about bodies might have considered depicting “difference and diversity” beyond an oversized diller (Danish slang for penis; dillermand literally means “penis-man”). “But this is categorically not a show about sex,” she said. “To pretend it is projects adult ideas on it.”

An “oversized diller.” Am I a bad person for finding that hilarious? Yes, there’s a still from the show’s inaugural episode included, although the depiction of this heroic Übercock might not conform to your expectations. It seems to be wearing some kind of stripey sweater, in fact. Either that, or Dillermand’s Dillywand sports some amazing tattoo work.

Ehh, no matter. Go get ’em, Penisman! Only you can save us now.

(Via MisHum)

I bring you good tidings of great joy

No, not THOSE good tidings of etc. In welcome contradiction of my recent claim concerning the routine failure of the Get Woke Go Broke boycotts to result in anybody actually, y’know, Going Broke:

In early 2019 Gillette released its infamous “toxic masculinity” commercial which effectively accused its loyal customer base of being bullies and sexual predators. That ad sparked an angry backlash of men who are fed up with SJW attacks on them, and who vowed to stop buying Gillette products. (I’m one of them.) Six months later Procter & Gamble had to take an $8 billion impairment charge due to Gillette’s declining sales and the declining book value of the Gillette brand, which caused P&G to have an overall $5 billion loss that quarter.

We don’t know how many millions of men quit buying Gillette products after it went hyper-woke, because P&G isn’t telling us. But the Securities and Exchange Commission does require P&G to document problem areas and potentially impaired assets.

Procter & Gamble’s 10-K published in August for the fiscal year ending 6/30/2020 is a long slog of a report, but in summary, things are going well for all P&G units except “Shave Care”.

Hilariously, P&G attempts to lay the blame for Gillette’s sudden collapse on…wait for it…waaaait for it…THEVIRUSTHEVIRUSTHEVIRUS!!!™ Because, y’know, reasons. Buck cheerfully takes a lance to that lame-ass boil.

It’s weird, but as I perused this 10-K report, I found that there is only one P&G unit that may have an upcoming impairment charge, and that one unit is its “Shave Care” unit. Covid apparently isn’t having an impact on Old Spice sales (Old Spice is part of P&G’s “Beauty Care” division), but those same men still buying Old Spice aftershave have stopped buying Gillette razors. Yeah right. Or maybe it’s because P&G hasn’t yet run any commercials where it slanders its Old Spice users as bullies and sexual predators.

P&G tries out several other rationales while scrupulously avoiding any mention of the ill-considered foray into the Kingdom of Woke as a possible cause for Gillette auguring in. Lest we forget, the Male Hate ads were by no means Woke Gillette’s only misfire:

That scarifying offense against pretty much everything imaginable inspired a pictorial response from me, which I’m happy to repost now in celebration of the Big Faceplant.

 

 


Tragically, the post with the above images was vaporized in last year’s blog-buster hack, along with the images themselves and pretty much everything else. But I did have copies here on the local machine, thank goodness.

 

Having a stroke

Defending the indefensible.

Penn prof defends Jeffrey Toobin’s Zoom mishap

“Mishap”? More like a “misfap,” I’d say.

University of Pennsylvania Graduate School of Education professor Jonathan Zimmerman argued that New Yorker columnist and CNN legal analyst Jeffrey Toobin’s accidental self-exposure during a work video conference call was a “pseudo-scandal” rooted in Americans’ “collective unease with masturbation.”

Toobin was suspended from the New Yorker after he left his camera on while engaging in an act of self-pleasure during a Zoom meeting with colleagues. He said he believed that he had turned off his camera.  

“We Americans love to talk — and talk, and talk — about sex,” noted Zimmerman while discussing the incident in the New York Daily News. “But there’s one topic that remains taboo, and Toobin is paying the price for it.”

“You might say that he shouldn’t have been pleasuring himself during a work call, but that’s his business rather than yours,” said Zimmerman, noting that Toobin’s exposure was not intentional.

Au contraire, bub. The chicken-choker made it everybody’s business when he failed to make the critical but very easy distinction between what “Mute” means, and what “Video ON” means.

But should we just accept on faith that the Rub A Dub Schlub really IS that stupid in the first place? This is a Mark-1, Mod-0 Enemedia propagandist we’re talking about here, after all. Going strictly by the available evidence, every one of those people—from Charlie Rose to Matt Lauer, Male, Female, or one of the 73-and-counting flavors of Other—is a perverted, bizarre sexual sicko. Hell, even the Demonrat candidate for POTUS is a confirmed creepazoid who gets his jollies sniffing and snoodling little girls, ferchrissake. So, bearing the core truth of twisted shitlib sexual obssession in mind, just how sure can any of us really be that Toobin’s live-streamed weenie-wrangling was all that “accidental,” anyway?

DID he hit the wrong button out of nothing more than profound ignorance? If so, maybe someone should pull (ahem) Toobin aside and explain to him the modern miracle of a small piece of black electrical tape; placed carefully over the computer’s camera lens before going trouser-spelunking in front of a live monitor, it makes for an inexpensive and wonderfully effective prophylactic measure.

Or is it far more likely—well into the computer/internet/tech era, when even a relatively slow pre-pubescent comprehends that “Mute” has NOTHING WHATSOEVER to do with video—that Loobin’ Toobin was trying to get his rocks off via exposure of an act of solo self-indulgence,in flagrante dick-yecchto, to all and sundry? That forcing unwilling others to become active participants in his own personal kink, and the concomitant humiliation, is part of the thrill for him?

Either way, let the horselaughs and making of sport continue, sez I. The rest of us have every bit as much right to our own preferred brand of fun as pud-pounder Toobin does.

Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, lord of carrion!

Francis waxes even more outraged than I did over the Left’s desecration of LOTR.

“Worried” doesn’t nearly cover it. I’m outraged by the mere possibility.

Their moral clarity is one of the main reasons for the immense popularity of Tolkien’s works. They pit good against evil, freedom against enslavement, and heroes against villains, vacillators, compromisers, and the “let me think it over” types whose sole concern is to be on the winning side. Those who insist that “there’s no black or white, only shades of gray” can never be comfortable with such a premise.

Please don’t confuse moral clarity with prudishness. No, there are no sex scenes in Tolkien’s stories, but that’s irrelevant to the larger issue. George R. R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series, best known by the title of its first volume, A Game of Thrones, is founded on a completely different moral perspective: one in which essentially everything goes and who was in the right is determined, after the dust has settled, by the victors. It’s not founded on a clash between good and evil, but on what the movers and shakers are willing to do to triumph.

A simple touchstone – “Would you prefer to associate with Tolkien’s heroes or Martin’s?” – dramatizes the differences between the two conceptions, and the reason for the far greater (and more enduring) appeal of Tolkien’s oeuvre.

Cold comfort it may be, but it’s still true: The products of Tolkien’s creative genius will remain with us long after the Left’s peurile attempts to sully and diminish them have been forgotten. In their twisted ignorance, they think they’re “expanding” them, “enlarging” them, “broadening” their scope. They will not do so, because they cannot. To paraphrase Lincoln, Tolkien’s works are far beyond their little ability to add or detract; they can only make themselves smaller and more miserable by the effort.

A new low

Yes, Virginia, there really IS nothing they won’t try to debauch, defile, degrade, and destroy.

Amazon Prime’s “Lord of the Rings” series set to release in 2021 has been eagerly anticipated by devoted LOTR fans around the world. The $1 billion series will be set in the Second Age of Middle Earth, which spans 3441 years, before the events of the LOTR movies.

Unfortunately, it looks like the creators of the series, which they claim is based on J.R.R Tolkien’s original work, may be trying to imitate “Game of Thrones”-type nudity and “rapey” storylines. This, no doubt, will delight the left, who have long detested Tolkien’s writing and distinctive Christian influence on popular culture.

According to TheOneRing.net, the casting agency for the series put out an open call for actors who “must be comfortable with nudity.” In addition, Amazon Studios has hired an “intimacy coordinator,” and the writer and producer from “Game of Thrones,” Bryan Cogman, has officially been hired as a consulting producer.

Tolkien’s books were deeply religious and purposeful. As David Platt wrote in a “Standpoint” article, “Tolkien combined his extraordinary talent for story-telling and philology to communicate conservative and Catholic values and images through his captivating fictional tales of Hobbits, Elves, Men, and Dwarfs.” “The Lord of the Rings” is, as Tolkien said, “a fundamentally religious and Catholic work…”

As Platt pointed out, the left wins political battles “through the domination of institutions, the professions, culture and received thought.” The “social conservatism of Middle Earth” is one of the few things in pop culture that is antithetical to the left’s worldview and goals. Naturally, then, the left has employed their usual tactics to take down Tolkien and his Legendarium, pronouncing “The Lord of the Rings” racist, sexist, and non-inclusive of LGBTQ+ people.

The left is already cheering on the beginnings of the presumed assassination of Tolkien’s legacy. The leftist “NY Magazine” ran a story this week headlined, “Give Us the Horny Lord of the Rings Show We Deserve.” “Are we sure that an overwhelmingly erotic Middle Earth experience is such a bad thing,” read the article. “Make the elves get a little freaky. Allow the hobbits their fun. Give a new meaning to the inscription on the West-door of the Mines of Moria: Speak, friend, and enter.”

It’s actually a sickness, this insatiable megalomania filtered through the dark lens of the Left’s twin obssessions: politics, and sexual perversion. I’ll agree with one thing, though: a “horny Lord of the Rings show” actually IS what you deserve. Because an elevated, ennobling, world-changing work of literary art is over your pointy little head, far beyond the pitifully limited comprehension of intellectual and moral dwarves such as yourself.

What you deserve is exactly the kind of grubby, vapid, here-today-gone-tomorrow piece of garbage you’re going to get: a contemptible reboot of a bona fide masterwork thoroughly grounded in Christianity, collapsing into a sooty pile of pure nothingness from having all the Christianity excised from it. You lack the wit to realize why the only thing you’ll take away from the experience is a nagging dissatisfaction, as only an unimaginative brat’s bootless attempt at cocking his snook at the product of true creative genius can bring forth.

LOTR will live on regardless of shitlib vandalism and desecration; Porno Middle Earth will be totally forgotten the moment it gose off the air.

Motley Krewe

To quote Dennis Hopper: gonna go down to the Mardi Gras, gonna get me a Mardi Gras queen, yeah!

Before Danielle Wheeler founded the Krewe of Karens in 2019, she had never gone topical. She’d always been in the “cinched corset and glitter” camp of Carnival costumers. Though Wheeler admired clever people who dreamed up outfits that meshed with current events or social fads, such ideas didn’t pop into her head.

Until she had an epiphany.

“Karen” is a pop culture code name for a certain type of self-assured, SUV-driving, sunglass-wearing, suburban White woman who is often aggrieved about life’s inconveniences and imperfections.

“A woman is deemed a Karen for her repeated attempts to demand to see the manager of an establishment,” Wheeler said, “more often than not issuing a complaint that we might refer to as a ‘first-world problem.’”

A Karen, Wheeler realized, was the perfect antithesis to the anything goes, laissez-faire attitude of Carnival. The question was, would anyone understand the character?

“The concept of the Karen was still a relatively new term,” Wheeler said. “I hoped that enough friends knew exactly what I was talking about when I presented them with the idea of dressing as a Karen to help make the Krewe of Karens become a reality.”

Wheeler’s friends understood perfectly, and the costume was simple to produce. A reverse-bob wig, sweater, sunglasses, a Starbucks coffee cup and a Karen name tag was about all that was necessary to produce the look. There was a touch of performance as well. Instead of smiling, the Karens posed imperiously for photographs, and they developed a call and response chant: “What do we want? Managers! When do we want them? Now!”

No one appreciated the gag better than the bartenders and other service industry employees that the Karens encountered on their first march through the Marigny and French Quarter on Lundi Gras 2019. A few onlookers were confused by the Karen persona. A woman whose name was actually Karen felt she’d found her flock (though Wheeler said it was uncertain if she fully grasped the satire).

Ms Wheeler seems to have a good grasp on the Karen phenomena in all its irritating wretchedness, but I believe the author of the article may not be quite as, umm, astute:

A few months after Mardi Gras 2020, a White woman walking her dog in New York’s Central Park quarreled with a Black man who was birdwatching. She subsequently called the police, claiming she was in danger. The woman was widely described as a Karen.

At about the same time, women who refused to wear coronavirus-suppressing masks were often referred to as Karens.

Well, actually, no. Karens were the ones who were mask-shaming, berating, and even physically asssaulting Mask Of Submission resisters, in truth. But no matter. Hats off to Ms Wheeler and her compatriots for coming up with a brilliant new wrinkle for the Mardi Gras festivities.

Although I must admit that cinched corsets and glitter are still just fine with me, too.

Just keep talkin’, Gropey

Biden steps in it again. Only this time, stalwart legal eagle and all-around Great American Lin Wood is on the case.



Apparently, Cadaver Joe was “unresponsive,” shall we say, to Wood’s retraction demand. So Wood says he’ll see his baggy ass in court.



Kyle Rittenhouse is going to be a very, very wealthy man before he reaches legal drinking age, and it delights me no end to think that part of his pile will be gleaned from Gropey’s ill-gotten gelt. Meanwhile, Ace makes a funny:

Please remind Lin Wood that a retraction is needed from Chris Wallace’s Lemon Party Pal Joe Biden, too.

Heh. For any of you who are unfamiliar with the “Lemon Party” reference…well, far be it from me to be the one to hip ya. But I fully intend to make use of it myself from here on in.

Hold the pickle!

I repeat: sure, what the hell, why not.


From the Breitbart story:

Burger King has launched a new advertising campaign in Finland featuring its eponymous mascot sharing a deep kiss with Ronald McDonald, along with the English slogan ‘Love Conquers All’.

The image is front and centre on the landing page of the fast food chain’s Finnish website, with various outlets with a focus on advertising showing physical posters at locations such as public bus stops as well.

The campaign appears to be in aid of Helsinki Pride Week, which was moved to September from its usual slot due to the Chinese coronavirus pandemic. It also appears to have been influenced by the race politics of the Black Lives Matter movement, featuring the new version of the Pride flag topped with a black and brown stripe in order to “represent” non-white non-heterosexuals specifically.

“Burger King has always stood for equality, love and everyone’s right to be just the way they are,” claimed the burger-selling franchise’s brand manager in Finland, Kaisa Kasila.

Wonderful. So what the fucking fuck ever happened to standing for making a good fucking burger and fucking selling it to me without cramming your fucking politics down my throat right along with it, fuckface?

I must admit, Ace’s riposte, from Ace, which I purloined for my title above, is head and shoulders above anything I could ever have come up with myself.

Hatehoax nation

Racist hate crimes: so scarce on the ground they have to make ’em up themselves.

As the great woke wars of 2020 continue, an Oregon politician has found himself on the receiving end of a racist latter. Of course, he also found himself on the sending end of it.

Candidate for Commissioner of Umatilla County Jonathan Lopez has apologized for writing the letter and dropping it in his own mailbox in one of the lesser convincing faux hate crimes.

The letter avows “America is for the God fearing, pro gun, pro life humans who refuse to be controlled by the government. Theres (sic) no room for people like you here!”

This stunt is the latest in a string of fake hate from notes supposedly scribbled on restaurant bills towards black waiters to actor Jussie Smollett’s infamous Subway run-turned-hate crime hoax.

That they have to gin these things up so that a sick, obssessive fantasy might be brought to some kind of life is a measure of just how truly demented Lefty race-fanatics are. That they’re so often caught at it, yet keep right on trying their hand anyway, is a measure of just how truly fucking stupid they are.

We can but hope

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEEEEEAAAAASE.

A former senior advisor to Joe Biden speculated that it’s possible his former boss could choose a vice-presidential running mate who identifies as a woman.

Moe Vela, the founder of Vela Group, told SiriusXM’s Breitbart News host Joel Pollak on Sunday that it is possible that Biden’s vow to pick a woman running mate could include a transgender woman.

Vela reminded Pollak of Biden’s description at the beginning of the year of “transgender equality” as “the civil rights issue of our time.”

Pollak asked Vela, “This vice presidential choice, now — I’m saying the next bit facetiously, but I hope you’ll take it in the spirit it’s given — Joe Biden has said that the transgender movement is the civil rights movement of our time, so isn’t it somewhat cisgenderist to say you’re going to pick a female vice president, or can one qualify by identifying as female?”

Vela responded, “Oh wow, Joel. I never thought I’d get a question I’d never heard before. This is my 179th interview in four months and you just did it. I have to send you something like a gift of some kind.”

During a CNN debate with Bernie Sanders in March, Biden promised to choose a woman as his running mate.

“If I’m elected president, my cabinet, my administration will look like the country,” he said. “I commit that I will, in fact, pick a woman to be my vice president.”

Or, apparently, a manwymryn. Whichever.

No mention whatsoever of trivial considerations such as qualifications, political acumen, ideological compatibility, principles, experience, etc. But hey, as long as the right boxes are checked that’s all that really matters. Right, Gropey?

MORE TESTOSTERONE, STAT!

A risk-free society ain’t a healthy one.

The panic over the virus is something new to modern society. This virus is not a threat to humanity, but it is treated as one. We know there was no panic over the Swine flu, the Asian flu, the Hong Kong flu and so on. There was no panic over the great influenza outbreak of 2017 that killed 80,000 Americans. Yet with the death toll soaring to 4,000 with the Chinese flu, America is paralyzed with fear.

It could be that when a civilization becomes sufficiently advanced, three things happen that change how it interacts with the world. One is the birth rate falls. This is something we have seen all over the world. Once a society can reliably feed its people and it reduces interpersonal violence to a certain level, total fertility rates fall. At the same time, the society feminizes. Women begin to take up positions of authority in both civil and government institutions, changing the nature of those institutions.

That’s the third thing, what we are seeing today. A society dominated by women is extremely risk averse. The focus first shifts to elevating the value of life, then to guarding the children against any potential risk. We saw this happen in the 90’s and 00’s with the millennial generation, who were sheltered from everything. Finally, the society shifts to organizing against any threat, even those that promise to merely trim a few years off the lifespan of the octogenarians.

A society that is hyper-focused on preventing even the slightest risk is not a society taking great risks to explore the stars. Maybe that’s why the cost of going back to the moon is prohibitively high. The safety precautions that would be required make the venture pointlessly expensive. The reason it takes ten years to build a building that a century ago only took a year to build, is that today’s society is risk intolerant. If just one worker gets a hangnail or stubs a toe, the cost is considered too high.

Ahh, but the cost of quivering in terror at the mere prospect of risk is far higher. Or will be when a stronger, bolder, more virile one comes along to kick its cowardly ass, subjugate it, and eventually replace it completely, while the lily-livered, man-bunned MenWymryn all cringe weeping in a corner—soiling their expensive designer skinny-jeans in fright, pleading from their weak knees for a mercy not forthcoming from their steely-eyed conquerors.

WORLD ENDS

Women, minorities, and…transgenders hardest hit?

Though medical facilities may soon become overtaxed for everyone, the coronavirus pandemic has shed light on how transgender people’s care can be treated as “non-essential.”

Quoth the Ace:

Well I think I have all the “light” I need on this matter. Their surgeries — butcheries, really — are absolutely “non-essential” and so, through a complex process called “calling things what they are,” have been deemed “non-essential.”

I know that the idea of calling things what they are is anathema to some.

Heh. Okay, back to the original turdball of an article.

For transgender and gender non-conforming people, gender-affirming surgeries are life-altering procedures, which, for many, can greatly reduce gender dysphoria and improve their quality of life. 

Uh-huh—right up until they kill themselves, as is disproportionately their wont.

Annnnd that’ll be plenty enough of all that, I’m sure. Note that the link above is to Ace’s takedown, not to Vice’s execrable twaddle. You’re welcome.

Your feel-good video of the day

Don’t thank me, thank Ace.


Some MLB team with a weak pitching rotation ought to track that hurler down and sign his ass up. That’s one HELL of a beanball.

Epstein didn’t kill himself update! Okay, have another feel-gooder.



For the record, let me just get this one out there in advance: neither did Weinstein.

Stolen valor—again

IE, just your typical Democrat-Socialist “war hero.”

When Mayor Pete Buttigieg talks about his military service, his opponents fall silent, the media fall in love, and his political prospects soar. Veterans roll their eyes.

CNN’s Jake Tapper asked Mr. Buttigieg Sunday if President Trump “deserves some credit” for the strike that killed Iranian Maj. Gen. Qasem Soleimani. “No,” the candidate replied, “not until we know whether this was a good decision and how this decision was made.” He questioned whether “it was the right strategic move” and said his own judgment “is informed by the experience of having been on one of those planes headed into a war zone.”

But Mr. Buttigieg’s stint in the Navy isn’t as impressive as he makes it out to be. His 2019 memoir is called “Shortest Way Home,” an apt description of his military service. He entered the military through a little-used shortcut: direct commission in the reserves. The usual route to an officer’s commission includes four years at Annapolis or another military academy or months of intense training at Officer Candidate School. ROTC programs send prospective officers to far-flung summer training programs and require military drills during the academic year. Mr. Buttigieg skipped all that—no obstacle courses, no weapons training, no evaluation of his ability or willingness to lead. Paperwork, a health exam and a background check were all it took to make him a naval officer.

Mr. Buttigieg was assigned to a comfortable corner of military life, the Naval Station in Great Lakes, Ill. Paperwork and light exercise were the order of the day. “Working eight-hour days,” he writes, was “a relaxing contrast from my day job, and spending time with sailors from all walks of civilian life, was a healthy antidote to the all absorbing work I had in South Bend.” He calls it “a forced, but welcome, change of pace from the constant activity of being mayor.”

During a November debate, Mr. Buttigieg proclaimed: “I have the experience of being commanded into a war zone by an American president.” The reality isn’t so grandiose.

Mr. Buttigieg spent some five months in Afghanistan, where he writes that he remained less busy than he’d been at City Hall, with “more time for reflection and reading than I was used to back home.” He writes that he would take “a laptop and a cigar up to the roof at midnight to pick up a Wi-Fi signal and patch via Skype into a staff meeting at home.” The closest he came to combat was ferrying other staffers around in an SUV: In his campaign kickoff speech last April he referred to “119 trips I took outside the wire, driving or guarding a vehicle.” That’s a strange thing to count. Combat sorties in an F-18 are carefully logged. Driving a car isn’t.

Them that did it don’t talk about it. Them that talk about it didn’t do it. That slight twist on a hoary old SpecWarrior truism will peel the mask off a braggadocious little REMF queef like Buttplug every time.

Buttplug slammed, Biden objects

Wait, somebody’s still paying attention to a word confused Uncle Gropey says?

Joe Biden called Rush Limbaugh toxic after the conservative radio host said President Trump would “have fun” with the fact that Pete Buttigieg is gay.

“Look, you know, you saw — you just had on what Rush Limbaugh said,” the former vice president said Thursday on ABC’s The View. “I mean, my God. But it is part of the depravity of this administration. I mean, the idea that, you know, Pete and I are competitors, but this guy has honor, he has courage, he’s smart as hell.”

Biden, who like Buttigieg is a Democratic candidate for president, was reacting to a clip The View aired before his appearance in which Limbaugh suggested on his show Wednesday that Trump would try to target the former South Bend, Indiana, mayor’s sexuality on the campaign trail.

“They’re looking at Mayor Pete, 37-year-old gay guy, mayor of South Bend, loves to kiss his husband on the debate stage. And they’re saying, OK, how’s this going to look, 37-year-old gay guy kissing his husband on stage next to ‘Mr. Man’ Donald Trump?” the host said. “What’s going to happen there? And they got to be looking at that, and they’ve got to be saying, that despite all the great progress and despite all the great wokeness, and despite all the great ground that’s been covered, America’s still not ready to elect a gay guy kissing his husband on the debate stage president.”

I’m still rooting for Buttplug to win at all, y’know. As I keep saying, I simply can’t WAIT to see what happens on his first trip to Saudi Arabia on the arm of his First Whatever. And the mocking sneer on Putin’s face when President Buttplug minces out to greet him in his clingiest black cocktail dress and matching pumps is going to be even better than the one Vlad dismissed Barky with every time he was in a room with the slope-shouldered, jug-eared moron. Poor Vlad will probably bust a blood vessel from the tremendous strain of trying not to laugh in Buttplug’s face.

Cutting L’il Mike down to size

Ever notice how sour, pinch-faced, full of rage, or just plain miserable the Democrat-Socialist clowndidates seem to be in every picture you see? Meanwhile, ever notice how much pure-tee fun Trump always seems to be having?



ZING!! As Bill says:

The funny part is that Bloombox’s paid surrogates can’t respond without making the real meaning totally clear.

“Hey, Trump says Mike has a little dick to go along with his little everything else!”

That’s a good response.

Trump should stop Tweeting? In a pig’s eye. The man is a true genius at this stuff: he needles, pokes, and provokes them; they go frothing bugfuck nuts over it; they can’t lay a finger on him in retaliation, and make fools of themselves trying. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. No matter which of their inadequacies, perennial failures, and third-raters the Democrat-Socialists offer up for November slaughter, Trump is gonna absolutely cut ’em to pieces. Very, very small ones.

Update! Speaking of L’il Mike.

Once upon a time in Virginia, a little emperor named Michael Bloomberg threw a gun control party, but gun rights advocates crashed it…bigly. And what a party it was.

Spoiler Alert: this story has a happy ending with Michael Bloomberg’s presidential campaign bus veering off into a political ditch at its final stop in Virginia on Sunday night.

Almost 200 Second Amendment supporters massed on the sidewalk outside Bloomberg’s brand new campaign office with signs and bullhorns to greet the Bloomberg ”Gun Violence Prevention Tour” when it pulled up in the overwhelmingly liberal Northern Virginia enclave of Arlington for an Second Amendment infringement gala.

The, uh, fly in the anti-gun punchbowl, however, was that our impromptu gun rights rally attendance was two to three times the number of the Bloomberg minions gathered inside.

The Bloomberg campaign’s plans was for several hours of rah-rah festivities including speeches that would lift the drifting Democrats to such dizzying heights of ecstasy about New York-style gun control that a single milk crate wouldn’t nearly be enough for Michael Bloomberg to stand on in order to be seen.

But, for many of the Bloombots attending, the event turned into a surprise party.

The first surprise: Michael Bloomberg was not on the bus when it arrived. The Little Emperor apparently chose to skip the occasion after the heavy anti-Bloomberg patriot pushback encountered at his stops in the Tidewater Virginia region late last week.

As best we could tell, the lack of a rear entrance to the Bloomberg campaign storefront likely played a role in the decision by the self-funded billionaire to bypass his own campaign event—which would have exposed him to the kind of sidewalk derision he doesn’t want the media to see.

Much, much more to the story, including my favorite part:

To add to the fun, some of our gun rights advocates were able to bamboozle their way past Bloomberg’s bouncers guarding the door to the campaign office grand opening.

Our “gun control” imposters then took to the stage and surprised the Bloombergians by commandeering the microphone to offer speeches—albeit brief ones—on “gun rights as a civil right” before being ushered out of the storefront to the cheers and high-fives from the our 2A crowd.

Heh. The 2A folks also got plaudits from the cops brought in to reassure the trembling, tearful gun-grabbers, including one officer who praised the spirited but entirely peaceable counter-demo as “the ‘gold standard’ in the use of the First Amendment.”

Hats off once more to the Virginia 2A folks, who do seem to have a real flair for making their case to TPTB unequivocally but also without violence, in civilized fashion. No, of course it won’t stop the gun-grabbers; it’s unlikely anything ever will. But that dismal reality doesn’t render events like this one entirely pointless, either. Hell, anytime a would-be dimestore dictator like L’il Mike is sent scurrying off with his tail between his stumpy legs counts as a win in my book.

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