Cold Fury

Harshing your mellow since 9/01

Friendly fire

Blue on blue on blue.

On Jan. 1, I wrote these unfortunately prescient words in The Post regarding the forces out to scuttle Amazon’s move to Long Island City: “The goal is to delay things long enough for Amazon to get fed up and go elsewhere.”

The strategy worked.

Getting run out of town is a mere glancing blow to Amazon, which can set up a new “campus” anywhere else. But when Jeff Bezos picked up his bat and ball on Thursday, it marked the onset of a new, dark age for New York City.

The city’s “progressive,” progress-hating forces won a thundering victory. It will only embolden them to take up obstructionist cause after obstructionist cause. It spells trouble for major land-use initiatives requiring the state or the city’s blessing all over town.

And the city’s needs be damned. The wishes of Queens residents, 80 percent of whom backed the Amazon project according to polls, are mere collateral damage to the higher purpose of routing capitalist enterprise.

When has that ever NOT been the case with Progressivists, pray tell?

I care not a whit about this story and have nothing much to say about it, except for this: Bezos is a Lefty. The people who stopped HQ2 are Lefties. Cuomo is. Most of the population of Queens, plus the rest of NYC, are too. This battle was entirely blue-on-blue, and everybody lost. I gotta call that a win, myself. So does Ace:

If this doesn’t send an extra bit of blood surging to your dirty bits, whatever style they come in, then you’re not fully alive.

I want blood on the floor. I want a Democrat Civil War between the Smash the State socialists and Crony Capitalists who want to give government money to corporations to bribe them for their support.

Seconded. Hey, libtards, let’s you and him fight some more!


Caught in a lie

So naturally, they do what they always do: double down.

“I really don’t like their policy of taking away your car, of taking away your airplane rights, of let’s hop a train to California, of you’re not allowed to own cows anymore,” Trump said in the El Paso speech. White House Bureau Chief at The Washington Post Philip Rucker let his 340,000 followers on Twitter know that this was “false” and that “no one” had proposed any such thing. David Weigel, another well-read political reporter at The Post, who had earlier co-bylined a piece with the misleading headline “Ocasio-Cortez retracts erroneous information about Green New Deal,” retweeted Rucker’s falsehood to his 450,000 followers.

First of all, even if Ocasio-Cortez did walk back her pitch, it was proposed. This might be inconvenient, but it’s also indisputable. Simply because a politician pulls a proposal that’s been dragged across the entire internet and beaten senseless does not mean its existence has been expunged from the record.

The authors of the Green New Deal were very clear that their plan was a “massive transformation of our society” with “clear goals and a timeline.” Those goals included eliminating “combustion engines” and air travel and beef. It was the bill’s authors who wrote about “economic security” for those who are “unwilling to work.” They simply hadn’t come up with all the nuts and bolts yet. And, yes, a bunch of presidential candidates endorsed these ideas, while the FAQ was up.

First, Ocasio-Cortez’s people lied and claimed the plan had been doctored. Then they claimed the Green New Deal FAQ was “an early draft” inadvertently posted. Supposedly, her chief of staff accidentally create a PDF of a draft and then accidentally posted it and then accidentally left it up for hours and hours while critics were dissecting it and forgot to mention it was only a draft. Why someone would want to eliminate cars, planes, and beef in any draft of a policy proposal is still a mystery. In any event, Ocasio-Cortez also accidentally sent the very same FAQ to NPR, and then accidentally her staff interviewed for a piece that was built around the accidentally posted FAQ.

No adult, much less a skeptical journalist, would believe such a ridiculous story. And yet!

The New York Times headline explaining the fiasco claims “Ocasio-Cortez Team Flubs a Green New Deal Summary, and Republicans Pounce.” You would think this headline is merely a troll job. I’m not so sure. Just read the preposterous conclusion of this Washington Post Fact Checker piece, which claims that since “Ocasio-Cortez has now disowned the FAQs and the statements that went beyond the resolution” and the “line about providing for people ‘unwilling to work’ has been walked back completely” they “won’t be awarding any Pinocchios in this kerfuffle.”

Well, of course not. How would THAT help The Narrative? Surprisingly enough though, Yertle McTurtle comes up with a smooth move that takes the amusement wide and deep, from merely mild to gut-busting:

Mitch McConnell is going to force the Senate to vote on Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez’s Green New Deal
Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell said Tuesday that the Senate would vote on the Green New Deal introduced last week by Sen. Edward Markey, D-Mass., and Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, D-N.Y.

“I’ve noted with great interest the Green New Deal, and we’re going to be voting on that in the Senate to give everybody an opportunity to go on record,” McConnell told reporters.

The bill, which is not expected to pass the Republican-dominated upper chamber, could force some Democrats to make a politically awkward calculation.

Gee, ya think? Lessee, either vote “No” on a bill you already publicly declared your support for, addressing an issue you’ve incessantly claimed is earth-shatteringly existential and a matter of life and death—actually, extinction—or vote “Yes” on sending America back to the Dark Ages: without heat, air conditioning, electricity, cars, planes, or meat; requiring unaffordable refits of EVERY FUCKING BUILDING IN AMERICA, to include their homes; expanding federal control over, quite literally, everything.

Naturally, shitlibs are squealing like piggies caught with their nose in the trough at such an outrageously outrageous outrage:

Umm, yeah, “silence your voice” by…giving Americans a voice via the legislative process. Ah well, one thing you can count on: Bitch Markey really, really means it when he says this unprecedented Commie power grab is “just the beginning.” No doubt whatever about that.

Yeah, vote on the thing, fuckers. Let Markey and his merry band of marauding morons stand up tall and proud for their beliefs; let every last one of us get a good, clear look at who they really are, what they’re really all about, so that it can no longer be denied or obscured. And after that, if Americans are still stupid enough to elect these batshit dimestore despots to national office, then they deserve everything they’re gonna get, just as hard and deep as the Left can give it to ’em.


A terrible, no good, very bad week

For the Democrat-Socialists, that is. Which means a most excellent week for the rest of us.

If you are of the mind that President Trump is to blame for everything wrong and wacky in our politics, then last week was a very bad week for you.

The evidence begins with Trump’s very good State of the Union speech, where he was alternately conciliatory toward Democrats and ruthless in contrasting his policies with theirs. Reckless in their rhetoric and resistance, Dems make themselves vulnerable to charges that they support open borders, socialism and infanticide.

It doesn’t help that a lasting image of the speech was the women-in-white brigade scowling throughout, rising enthusiastically only to celebrate the president’s recognition of them.

For more proof that Trump is not the root of all madness, consider the spectacles Dems created in two states.

He may not be the root of it, but he damned sure drove ’em far enough around the bend so they can no longer conceal it. The good Rabbi Fisher calls ’em “bat crazy,” which as far as I’m concerned is being too polite to them by half with the omission of that one crucial expletive. “Bug-fuck nuts” works for me too, of course, although I understand that one being a bridge WAY too far for a man of the cloth and all.

f you have been walking quietly through the week, keeping this thought to yourself because you dare not express it to your clients, patients, customers, kids in northeast liberal-arts colleges’ social-sciences programs, or your coworkers, here is your validation: Yes, indeed — the whole lot of them are absolutely bat crazy. Smile at them as Nick Sandmann of Covington Catholic wisely did. But know quietly that you are correct in your political assessment, which — go figure! — makes you politically correct! They all are crazy.

I. Women in White Straitjackets
My first question:Who paid for the straitjackets? Did you and I get stuck paying for that one, too?

The various and sundry (and, after their recent Democrat Hawaii and Puerto Rico junkets, sun-dried) Democrat Congresswomen all showed up to the President’s State of the Union (SOTU) address wearing matching custom-tailored white straitjackets. Each outfit surely cost more than one or two thousand dollars, for custom fitting and professional tailoring. A D.C. hack would not accept anything less with your money. With some 90 Democrat women in Congress, they cost between $45,000 and $200,000 plus tax. Who paid? Yes, socialism is great until you run out of other people’s money. Will those outfits soon be donated to Christian charities and to Jewish Gemachs for the poor to be clothed? Don’t hold your breaths.

Heh. “Straitjackets.” Don’t know why on earth that one didn’t occur to me, but I like it.


Coonman and Poonman: the scandal goes wide

What, the argument now is basically “There’s too many of us guilty of these Badthink PC crimes out there, so we should be lenient” or something?

Sorry and all, but…no. HELL no.

Looking at the possibility of losing the Virginia governorship to the Republicans, a few liberals are calling for adjustments to the PC penal code. The New York Daily News, normally unforgiving in its commitment to upholding the strictures of political correctness, ran an editorial entitled: “Facing facts: Blackface is awful, but is it always and immediately disqualifying from public office?” The paper seemed to argue that the growing volume of cases argues against a zero tolerance policy:

Virginia Attorney General Mark Herring’s admission that, as a 19-year-old in 1980, he wore what could be considered blackface, may be a blessing in disguise.

Coming just days after the revelation of a racist photo in Gov. Ralph Northam’s 1984 medical school yearbook, it provides all Americans the opportunity to pause and think through what truly ought to constitute a firing offense in public life.

Former Democratic Congressman Jim Moran is also arguing for a less draconian response, telling NPR: “And, you know, these — this public shaming, I’m not sure how much it accomplishes versus looking at the longer picture. If the longer picture is, and I think should be, racial justice and conciliation and reparation, then I wonder if giving people a second chance, as well — whatever they did — might serve, in the long term, the greater interest.”

Yeah—just as long as that “second chance” is never, ever extended to a Republican, right Jim?

But who created this culture of shaming? Many of the same liberals now caught up in it, including even Joy Behar, who was one of the quickest left-wing celebrities to call Republicans racist for non-racist policies. Behar now joins Ted Danson in Hollywood’s club of blackface-performing progressives.

By defining racism so broadly — liberals routinely extend the charge to philosophical matters such as opposition to affirmative action and amnesty — liberalism created a culture that lent itself to over-accusation and political death penalties. Its tendency to put the worst possible interpretation on all things racial also puts Democrats in a corner. They can’t explain away these incidents as bad taste or bad humor; liberalism always looks for deeper and darker reasons than those. That’s why their apologies have to be so freighted with admissions of enormous guilt.

Democrats have lived by PC accusations and are now dying by them.

Let ’em. In fact, we ought to be helping push them off that cliff, not offering them a lifeline. Not a single one of us ought to be willing to give them even the slightest consideration. These are the rules, shitlibs—YOUR rules, dreamed up and rigidly enforced by you and you alone. Just because you now find those rules inconvenient doesn’t obligate us to let you slide one damned inch. This is YOUR petard; now YOU get to ride it, right into fucking geosynchronous orbit. Period fucking dot.

Update! Schlichter has been telling them for a long time now that they’re going to hate their New Rules, which will be true only if we MAKE it true. Which means he’s enjoying this as much as I am.

It’s called “Alinsky Rule No. 4,” pals. “Make the enemy live up to its own book of rules.” Cue the sad trombone. Somewhere, Brett Kavanaugh is laughing into his Budweiser.

I know I am, except it’s Dos Equis.

But this hilarity does bring up something serious we need to consider on the conservative side. We need to prepare for the next time some Republican gets besieged by SJW witch-burners, and be ready with our response to their unwarranted demands for his/her/xir’s head.

Our response should be, “Go pound sand.”

Now, that’s not necessarily the phraseology we should use. Mine would be more colorful, and anatomically challenging, but the point is the same. They don’t get a head for their wall. They don’t get to win. Not over silliness.

Now yes, I am advocating two different sets of standards, one for Democrats and one for the GOP. That dual-track rule thing is itself a New Rule imposed by the left, and when you see Felonia Milhous von Pantsuit in an orange jumper doing the pokey time we would all do for classified stuff shenanigans we can talk about having one set of rules again.

Let them eat their own. Perhaps they will learn through pain to be better people. Perhaps they will simply devour themselves. Hey, it’s all good.

Seconded, times eleventy-million. And if they fail to learn from the pain, well, they can just keep right on suffering it for all me. As Kurt said, it’s all good. Eat their own? We oughta be force-feeding them, cramming it right down their throats just as fast as we can spoon it up for them.

Poonman gotta Poonman update! I read years ago that sex offenders have the highest recidivism rate of all criminals. It may or may not be so, but I think we can safely say that Poonman would be Exhibit A for the case in favor of.

Meredith Watson is the second woman to accuse Virginia Lt. Governor Justin Fairfax of sexual assault.

Watson’s attorney released a statement Friday alleging that Watson was raped by Fairfax in 2000 while they both attended Duke University.

The lawyer says Watson shared the experience with friends but decided to come forward after Fairfax denied sexually assaulting Dr. Vanessa Tyson, a California professor who accused him of physically forcing her to perform oral sex on him while they attended the 2004 Democratic National Convention.

Interestingly, Glenn adds: “I had heard rumors of a second accuser, but this isn’t the one I heard the rumors about.” And then there’s this:

Somewhere, Brett Kavanaugh must be laughing his ass off right about now. In yet more sex-offender news, there’s the Bezos dick-pic dustup, which I am not going to go into beyond noting the hilarious coincidence of his accuser being surnamed…Pecker. Ahh, if only his parents had named him Richard.


Great White Hope Dope

Butter up Lieawatha. She’s toast.

Democrats are right to be worried that Elizabeth Warren’s Native American controversy is eating away at her viability as a national general election candidate. The analogy to Hillary’s emails is on point, an oozing campaign wound that saps the candidate’s strength.

The recent revelation that Warren signed her Texas State Bar registration card in 1986 as an “American Indian” comes on the heels of the disastrous DNA test rollout in October 2018.

By focusing on tribal membership and sovereignty, Warren is creating a distinction that, while important in a general sense, is irrelevant to the falsehood Warren perpetrated. She signed her Texas State Bar registration as an “American Indian,” not as a member of a Cherokee tribe. She’s not and never has been an American Indian (or Native American, a synonymous term).

Second, there likely are documents Warren signed falsely representing herself to be an American Indian or Native American that have not yet surfaced. Warren admitted to this possibility when questioned about the Texas State Bar fiasco.

This second point, that there are more documents to drop, is more damaging to Warren in the Democratic primaries. Democrats may be willing to overlook a candidate who culturally misappropriated an ethnic identity. But will Democrats nominate someone as to whom there are more documents to drop on the most damaging aspect of the candidacy?

If they thought the lying bint could win, of course they would. But Trump maneuvered her into making a fool of herself with her self-serving claim, a calculating lie told entirely for the purpose of gaming the system to secure a plush job paying heap big wampum for herself. Now no sensible person takes her the least bit seriously anymore, and the more evidence exposed of her foolhardy fraud, the greater a national laughingstock she’ll become. By the time 2020 campaign-time rolls around, no amount of rain-dancing will clear the clouds from her sky, and she won’t be able to draw thirty people to a speech or public grip-and-grin. She’ll be reduced to obnoxiously beating a war-drum in white teenagers’ faces to get any attention.

For which we have that moron Trump to thank, goading her so mercilessly she was left with no option but to take the DNA test that burst her bubble for good. Overnight, she rocketed from serious contender status to hapless buffoon. Our gratitude, Mr President, for handily deboning that tofu turkey. Howie Carr makes serious sport:

Stick a fork in cold crab omelette — the fake Indian is all done now.

She speak-um with forked tongue one time too many, and now The Washington Post, of all places, has scalped her. The smoke signals went out last night — as early as 1986 she was lying on a Texas bar application that she was “American Indian.”

Lieawatha admit-um she talk with forked tongue, only she use white-eye language, calling it “furthering confusion.”

No confusion anywhere. You are an utter fraud. Fake Indian, you will have many moons to reflect on your serial lies. Never will you be great white father.

Never live-um in white tee-pee. Heap big fraud since buffalo roam the plain, blue-eyed squaw lie about DNA, to make-um more wampum.

This presidential campaign is not going well for the fake Indian. She’s lagging in the polls — even in the cheese shops of Harvard Square, even among her fellow swells in Cambridge who live in $2.3-million wigwams they bought with no-interest loans from the Bureau of Indian Affairs, I mean Harvard University.

Of course the fake Indian despises the students of Covington Catholic whom she slurred — MAGA hat-wearing white heterosexual Roman Catholics from tax-paying intact families. Deplorables.

Despite her total fraudulence as a human being, the fake Indian has enjoyed a free ride through her almost 70 years on the planet, or at least since she started a) checking the box, and b) re-registered at City Hall as a Democrat.

Being a Democrat means never having to say you’re sorry. 

Eh, why bother? It would just be another lie. Well, unless you mean “sorry I got caught,” that is. So long, Princess Fork-Tongued Whiteass. Don’t let the door hit you on the etc. Be sure you “get me one a’ them thar beers” as you take those first painful steps on your personal Trail Of Tears.


Tough crowd

Been there, done that.

A popular country music star who was being continually disrespected during a performance Saturday in southern Texas has become the latest target of the far-left’s rage over the allegedly racially insensitive remarks he angrily said before he ended his performance early and stepped off stage.

Footage from the Pharr Events Center performance obtained by TMZ shows country singer Aaron Lewis sitting with his guitar at the front of the stage, patiently smoking a cigarette as he waits for the crowd to stop talking. After about 20 seconds, he finally speaks up.

“I’m only going to wait for so long, and then I’m going to say good night,” he says. “I don’t understand what you’re not getting. I know I have a microphone, so you can hear me. You’re not going to hear the song unless it’s this quiet. Do you get it?”

They didn’t get it. The crowd continued blabbering, and one audience member in particular loudly requested that Lewis recite one of his songs in Spanish.

I’m sorry, I don’t know how to speak Spanish. I’m American,” he replies, spurring loud cheering from some segments of the audience and loud jeering from others.

After roughly two more minutes of the crowd running its mouth, a fed-up Lewis steps up from his stool, unstraps his guitar and announces that he’s had enough.

“Thank you very much. Have a great night,” he says before stepping off stage.

Nothing particularly unusual about all that, of course. Stuff like that happens all the time, and as a performer you’re gonna face rude, indifferent, or downright hostile audiences now and again, with limited options for dealing effectively with them and somehow salvaging the night. It’s the aftermath that stands out here as…uhh, problematic.

While some on social media responded to the footage by praising Lewis for maintaining a calm composure in the face of such shameless insolence, the left pounced on him for his alleged racism.

Sigh. Of course they did. This response is unintentionally hilarious:

Whatever languages you might speak, honey, English clearly ain’t one of ’em. Oh, and fuck you too. Very, very much.


“The complete and utter collapse of Virginia’s Democratic Party”

Wherein Virginia supplants Chicago for the dubious honor of harboring the most thoroughly corrupt, hypocritical, and outright felonious Democrat-Socialist party machine in the nation. Unfair comparison, perhaps, since it’s a city versus an entire state. I might grant you that. But, y’know, still.

In the last six days, the following things have happened:

  • Gov. Ralph Northam said he was in a picture in his medical school yearbook of two people — one in blackface, the other in KKK robes. He then recanted and said he wasn’t in that picture. But he added that he *had* darkened his face to look more like Michael Jackson for a dance contest in 1984.
  • A woman named Vanessa Tyson accused Lt. Gov. Justin Fairfax of assaulting her during the 2004 Democratic National Convention in Boston. Fairfax angrily denied the allegations. Then on Wednesday Tyson released a statement, in which she said in part “what began as consensual kissing quickly turned into a sexual assault.”
  • State Attorney General Mark Herring, in a statement released Wednesday morning, acknowledged that he, too, had appeared in blackface at a party. “In 1980, when I was a 19-year-old undergraduate in college, some friends suggested we attend a party dressed like rappers we listened to at the time, like Kurtis Blow, and perform a song,” Herring said.

What. The. Actual. Hell.

Forget it, Jake, it’s Democrats. One thing you can be sure of, though: since this IS Democrat-Socialists we’re talking about—a literal protected class scrupulously guarded by their Enemedia unindicted co-conspirators—it’s dead certain that the past week’s deplorable shitshow of sleaze is only the tip of the iceberg.

And to the prissy cucktards out there lecturing piously about how we all ought to be more tolerant and forgiving of offenses which 1) happened long ago, and B) aren’t really crimes, with the remotely possibly exception of Fairfax’s sexual assault, I say this: SCREW you fucking pussies. Take Northam down, take Fairfax down, take Herring down—fully, completely, and with most extreme prejudice. Then get out there and dive through whatever dumpsters you must to find the next target. Concede nothing, forgive nothing, overlook nothing; lather, rinse, repeat. You want to forestall an actual shooting war, this is the only way it’s gonna happen. Nobody ever yet won a war against a lowdown-dog of an enemy by refusing to fight back.

(Via Insty)



I was working all day and night and so missed this year’s State Of The Union Show, which is okay with me; my preference has long been to see the thing written and delivered to Congress without the usual hoopla anyway. But after repeated ALL CAPS!!! texts from my old manager and then checking in with the PJM liveblog of the thing along with a handful of my other usual blogosphere haunts, seems as if maybe I might really have missed something this year.

Trump’s dead-center killshot on socialism—and Red Bernie’s slow, blistering burn in response most especially—would have been worth the price of admission all by itself, and makes me think I need to reconsider my longtime indifference to the thing. Near as I can tell, Mike Walsh’s sum up says it all: “This entire speech is a reproach to the Democrats. And they’re just as smirking and surly as you knew they would be.” Well, good. That’s as it should be; for all his hopeful talk about bipartisanship and bringing Americans together and such, it sounds as if Trump threw down the gauntlet pretty firmly in his SOTU speech.

The truth is, if ever there was a political party that desperately need to be called out and brought to heel, it’s the Demonrats. You can be sure this speech won’t do it, of course. But you gotta start somewhere, and putting the Dems’ spluttering, fuming, enraged reaction to Trump’s listing of all the good things that have happened under his leadership—record-high employment numbers and the booming economy in particular—and their core antipathy towards America itself under a harsh spotlight front and center for all to see ain’t a bad way to do it. Hell, just having a President give a blunt and honest SOTU for once is a step in the right direction all by itself.

Update! Sure, why not.

ATLANTA, GA—In the interest of fairness in broadcasting, CNN has announced the cable news channel will give members of ISIS equal time to respond to President Trump’s State of the Union address later this evening.

Several ISIS representatives will be allowed to give a full address responding to the president’s remarks, criticizing him for his border security stance and debunking his claims on the need for a wall along the southern border of the country.

“Americans deserve to hear from every perspective, whether that’s the bad orange man or these brave freedom fighters,” said a CNN spokesperson. “We will give them a fair hearing and see what they have to say. We’re confident it will be an informed and interesting perspective, unlike whatever drivel we hear from the orange man.”

You just know they’d do it if they thought they could get away with it. Meanwhile:

WASHINGTON, D.C.—Notorious serial killer and champion of women’s rights Kermit Gosnell is set to attend Trump’s State of the Union address this evening as Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi’s special guest, sources confirmed Tuesday.

Gosnell is serving life in prison but was let out at Pelosi’s request to attend the event. The House Speaker stated she wanted a guest who could stand for reproductive healthcare and women’s rights during Trump’s speech. She called the move a “powerful statement” against those who would infringe on a woman’s right to choose.

“Bringing this brave man along to the State of the Union sends a powerful message to the anti-choice bigots,” Pelosi said in a press conference. “When state law forbade him from aborting late-term infants, he did so anyway. He is a strong, brave freedom fighter who was simply ahead of his time.”

“We Democrats are just now catching up to him when it comes to late-term and post-birth abortion policies,” she added.

Long as we’re all up for post-birth abortion now, I have a list of people I’d like to see subjected to it.

Seriously though, you gotta love this:

President Donald Trump honored famed NASA astronaut Buzz Aldrin in his State of the Union address Tuesday evening, celebrating the 50th anniversary of Apollo 11 mission to the moon.

“In 2019, we also celebrate 50 years since brave young pilots flew a quarter of a million miles through space to plant the American flag on the face of the moon,” the president began. “Half a century later, we are joined by one of the Apollo 11 astronauts who planted that flag: Buzz Aldrin.”

“This year American astronauts will go back to space on American rockets. In the 20th century, America saved freedom, transformed science, and redefined the middle-class standard of living for the entire world to see,” he added.

Aldrin, wearing an American flag-themed tie, stood up to salute the president.

God bless the great Buzz Aldrin, forever and ever amen.

Astounding update! Seriously?

CBS NEWS POLL: 76 percent of viewers approved of what they heard in Pres. Trump’s #SOTU speech; 72 percent said they approved of Pres. Trump’s ideas for immigration.

Instant @CNN poll just revealed 76% of viewers approved of Trump’s #SOTU speech, with 59% “very positive.”

Keep in mind, these numbers are from two of the most virulent Trump-hating Fake News purveyors in existence; if they’re willing to publicly admit to the response being this overwhelmingly positive, what must an honest poll look like?



The feel-good story of the day

Go get ’em, boys.


You will love this!

The Covington Catholic High School lawyers sent letters, alerting potential defendants to pending lawsuits, to: The NY Times, Maggie Haberman, Washington Post, CNN, NPR, Savannah Guthrie, Andrea Mitchell, Joy Reid, Chuck Todd, The Hill, The Atlantic, Kathy Griffin, GQMagazine, Elizabeth Warren, The Guardian, TMZ, Capitol Hill Publishing Corp., Diocese of Covington, Diocese of Lexington, Archdiocese of Louisville, Diocese of Baltimore, Erin Burnett, Sara Sidner, Ana Cabrera, Amanda Watts, Ilhan Omar, Noah Berlatsky, Elisha Fieldstadt, and Eun Kyung Kim.

And more are going out.

They damned well oughta be, too. Bill says:

Whoever is funding this thing had better have very deep pockets. But you know what? I kinda sorta think they do.

Still, would have liked to see a suit slapped on NRO’s resident anti-Trump bigot, Managing Editor Nicholas Frankovich, and the Cuckshed Cruiser rag itself.  Frankovich is the cuck who bleated that the Boys of Convington “might as well have spit on the cross itself.” Frankovich never apologized for his slanderous smear, and Jonah the Whale (of course) leaped to his defense. First amendment diversity of views, dontcha know?

Well, we can all hope so with that “more are going out” business, maybe. Better lawyer up, libtards. Your lying, bigoted bullshit is gonna come with a price tag attached this time around.

Mo’ bettah update! Don’t stop till you get enough.

Not everyone who helped perpetuate the initial fake story has retracted their claims or apologized, and lawyers for the Covington families are working hard to make sure people are held accountable.

A new fourteen-minute video of the incident in Washington, D.C., last month emphasizes the starring role Phillips took in spreading the fraudulent narrative and the supporting roles the uncritical media took in smearing the innocent kids.

The video was released Saturday by L. Lin Wood, the high-profile attorney who was retained by the family of Nicholas Sandmann, the 16-year-old who smiled at Phillips while the activist banged on a drum and chanted in his face. The initial viral video clip of that confrontation spurred widespread condemnation and death threats against the 16-year-old. Wood’s specialty is bringing “aggressive libel and slander suits against media organizations,” reportedly.

Good. No reason whatever to spare Phillips’ ragged old ass from facing the music; let Chief Spewing Crap beat his stupid little drum in a judge’s face and see what it gets him. The vid is on YouTube, apparently, but given what we already know about YT it probably won’t be for long. Then Wood can add them to his list too. And I will laugh, and laugh, and laugh, and laugh.


Figure it out, cucks

Any light beginning to dawn yet for you Cuck Kingdom denizens as to just how much respect or credibility kissing liberal ass ever earns you?

Gee, I’m old enough to remember when referring to ANYBODY as “eloquent”, black or white, was considered a compliment.


Letter to Sandmann

Dov Fisher puts it in writing.

Dear Nick,

It now is some ten days since you unintentionally became famous, and you blessedly no longer are the news outside Covington. But I write to tell you that you are not forgotten for many of us whom you made proud. That includes me, an Orthodox Rabbi.

Obama once said that, if he had had a son, it would have been a boy like Trayvon Martin. Nicholas, I do not doubt that. Not for a moment. I would rather set the boys of CovCath as role models.

There is no way on G-d’s earth that anyone could have prepared you for the Crazy America that exists outside Covington. I know Covington very well; I lived a year in Kentucky and spent time in Covington every few weeks. Covington is a beautiful small city. I would bring my kids to see the Carroll Chimes Bell Tower and Clock depicting the Pied Piper of Hamelin in Mainstrasse Village. Nick, the “big shots” in New York City (where I used to live) and in Los Angeles (near where I now live) look down on Kentucky. They think you guys are a bunch of small-town redneck hicks. That is how they myopically view the whole gorgeous state of Kentucky. But that is because they do not know what they do not know. Covington is a beautiful city with beautiful people in a beautiful state. In Manhattan, by contrast, the intellectuals need to have four door locks on their apartment entrances that they have to lock and unlock, one-two-three-four, just to get in and out, because they are afraid of break-ins and being mugged. They have special “police locks” that not only get bolted into their front doors but into the floor, because crooks still break through the other three door locks. It’s like living in “Fauda.” When they travel on their overcrowded, over-priced, always-late, often broken down subways, they keep their eyes shut or focused on the floor because they are taught never to look anyone in the eye since he might be crazy and kill them if he thinks they are looking at him. By contrast, in Covington everyone is friendly and trusting. In Kentucky, people greet strangers openly and welcome outsiders warmly. It is safe to look at people in the eye in Covington. So it turns out that people in Covington are a lot smarter, and New Yorkers are a lot stupider, than either group thinks. In Covington, a country boy can survive.

New Yorkers in the Left Media cannot understand why CovCath boys like you would smile in the faces of people like that lying phony Native American “Vietnam Vet.” That is because in New York they never would have smiled at him in the first place, figuring he might have a knife or a tomahawk, so they would have run away from him. The Left Media do not understand a culture where you actually look people in the eye, smile their way, and stand your ground.

New Yorkers are trained for situations like that — to start running away: maybe he has a knife, maybe a gun, maybe a hatchet. But you are from Covington, so you proudly stood your ground. You did not back away. You demonstrated the best of the Covington Catholic education you have gotten by standing your ground and just smiling at him. That smile said: “I am here in peace. I am not going to be incited into escalating your menacing confrontation. So you can go on beating that stupid drum of yours all day, Ringo, but I am not going to back off, nor will I be drawn into a fight. Because I am here to support life and the rights of the unborn.”

Besides, how could you even know what or who he is? An Indian? But he does not even look like Elizabeth Warren.

Umm, ouch. Read the whole thing; the good rabbi has done truly outstanding work here. His point about Obama’s ersatz “son,” the martyred Saint Trayvon of Dindu, is especially apt. Y’all know I only rarely transcribe links in the pieces I excerpt here, as an incentive to click on through to check out the original article if nothing else. But I felt that one was important enough as a useful reminder to include it.


Your tears are like sweet, sweet wine to me

Like my own, Heartiste’s sympathy for recently Funemployed™ journo-hacks is…limiteds.

Journowhores losing their jobs en masse?


How many of these laid-off globalist girl tweets are there? I think i’m falling in love with the feeling. Science will now have data to determine if prolonged jizzing uninterrupted by a refractory period is possible in those under the influence of acute schadenfreude.

My erection can only get so big.

There is not enough misfortune that could befall lying, malevolent media propagandists which would satisfy my bloodlust.


Seconded, most heartily. Suffer, you officious pricks.


Malice, not mistake

EXCELLENT observation from Neo that I hadn’t given any thought to my own self.

The role of Phillips himself was (and still is) felt by the right to be the following: that he purposely stirred up the initial face-to-face confrontation, that he lied about his military service, lied when he stated the boys had said “build the wall,” lied when he said they had approached and surrounded him, and that he also omitted the details of the racial and other slurs the boys (and the Native Americans) had endured coming from the Black Israelites. And the media gave Phillips a forum for repeating those influential lies.

However, what’s being almost completely ignored even on the right (the NY Post is just about alone in mentioning it, and they don’t emphasize it much at all) are Phillips’ most vicious lies, told quite early in the game (I’ll get to what they were in a minute). These particular lies probably had a big role in shaping people’s perceptions of the boys and helped to spur their widespread demonization.

It was Phillips himself who quite early on, during his Saturday interview with CNNthat set the original tone and was widely disseminated, gave the following description of the Covington boys:

It looked like these young men were going to attack [the Black Israelites]. They were going to hurt them. They were going to hurt them because they didn’t like the color of their skin. They didn’t like their religious views. They were just here in front of the Lincoln — Lincoln is not my hero, but at the same time, there was this understanding that he brought the (Emancipation Proclamation) or freed the slaves, and here are American youth who are ready to, look like, lynch these guys. To be honest, they looked like they were going to lynch them. They were in this mob mentality.

That is not some disagreement about who went up to whom, or whether the wall was mentioned by the boys, or what caps some of them wore. This is an extremely defamatory statement by a political agitator, designed to shape perceptions that the boys were vicious racists with a killer instinct. The language is purposefully inflammatory and of the harshest variety.

It is a lie, and unless Phillips is clinically insane and out of touch with reality (something I don’t believe is the case), it is a knowing and purposeful lie about a bunch of teenagers who were minding their own business. It is a lie so egregious, so foul, that I really lack words to describe the depth and depravity of that lie.

And as far as I can see, just about everyone is ignoring it now.

She’s absolutely right. Of course, when it comes to turncoat cucks like NRO, Kristol, and all the rest of the false-flag “right,” nobody should expect any different from them anyway. That’s Teh Narrative™, by gum, and you can bet they’ll be sticking with it, just a-hopin’ and a-prayin’ the whole while for this painful self-beclownment to go away toot sweet. As for the NY Post op-ed Neo mentioned above, I’ve had that one sitting open in a tab for a few days now awaiting the opportunity to post on it.

Nathan Phillips is a liar, not a victim
Days after Nathan Phillips’ story of his confrontation with a group of students in Washington was thoroughly discredited, many on the left are still rallying behind him, pretending he was somehow a victim.

This, even after both the New York Times and the Washington Post had to publish not just “clarifications” about the incident itself, but even corrections of his claim to be a Vietnam, or “Vietnam times,” veteran. (Turns out he was a stateside refrigerator technician, and frequently AWOL.)

It also turns out Phillips made nearly identical allegations against a few college students four years ago.

Yet he still has supporters because he keeps crafting new narratives that appeal to left-liberal prejudice. He certainly has the right bottom line, though: “Time for lies to be not accepted anymore,” he told CNN.

Oh, you got that one right, Chief Spewing Bull. You can see the truth of it in how swiftly your whole fairy tale got itself fractured. Kinda tough on guys like YOU, admittedly. But I’m digging it, myself.

Nathan Phillips is a pestilential dung beetle, a noxious little Lefty toad. Unfortunately, though, he and his putrid ilk will always have supporters…among the dishonest, the bigoted, the faithless, and the insane, all of which are plentiful enough on the ground. Elsewhere, Neo brings up another telling point:

In Sandmann’s interview, at one point he says:

…in hindsight I wish we could have walked away and avoided the whole thing.

Perhaps it’s more accurate to say he wishes Phillips had never come up to him in the first place. At any rate, I have some advice for Sandmann: it wouldn’t have mattered. If Sandman had somehow managed to walk away from Phillips, one (or more) of these things would have almost certainly resulted: Sandmann would have been criticized for disrespecting Phillips by walking away, and/or Phillips would have followed him beating that drum all the while, and/or Phillips would have focused the same technique on another boy.

I’m not just trying to be cute here. I am serious in saying I believe there was nothing Sandmann could have done that would have changed the outcome, once he was selected as the target for the confrontation and the recording of the exchange on video by Phillips, who was accompanied by people with videocameras filming it from the start.

Annnd Bang Zoom!™, nailed it yet again. Damned fine analysis, from a damned fine writer and thinker.

Y’know, it occurred to me just now that, although I’ve had her in my bookmarks for, like, ever, she ain’t in the CF blogroll. Don’t know how I let that get by me; consider it just another stupid oversight rectified, y’all. She’s always been a good bit more polite about things than I am—not as, umm, fiery, shall we say. Which of course is fine, but she might be less than just totally thrilled to suddenly find herself keeping company in Ye Olde Blogrolle with us foul-mouthed-yob types over here. Nonetheless: welcome aboard, Neo. Us rapscallions, blaggards, and general no-goodniks are glad to have ya.



So the landscape is littered with laid-off Enemedia “journalists,” whose weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth is joyous to behold. Better yet: some Dissident Right types have puckishly hurled their own old “learn to code” dismissal back in their faces, which has elevated the butthurt to truly epic proportions. To wit:

Ace, who is having himself WAY too much fun with this, ripostes sharply. To wit:

Yeah that’s impolite. Here’s the polite version: Eat my dick, Suzy.

Amen. Interestingly enough, though, according to George’s Twitter page he is or was editor-in-chief of Jalopnik, a pretty good car culture/rat rod online ‘zine that I used to look in on a good bit back when I still had one of my beloved ’56 Fairlanes to play with. Wouldn’t have really figured him for a libtard, but what the hell. Guess maybe his self-identity of “journalist” places way ahead of “car-culture maven,” I dunno.

Anyways. All this agony, in its own turn, has yielded a bumper crop of insults and mockery. To wit again:

And that’s what we call balling the motherfucking jack, people. The execrable Kevin Williamson’s “rent a UHaul” meme is putting in appearances here and there too, and I gotta say I’m loving ’em all. But short of Enemedia pricks sleeping under bridges, begging for alms at highway intersections, and starving to death en masse, what I most want to see is not for them to actually “learn to code.” That would let them off WAY too lightly to suit me. That, after all, is still a pretty cushy job—done while sitting in a comfy ergonomic chair in a nice air-conditioned office, for good pay, the principle hazard of which is no more than eyestrain, or maybe sore fingers and wrists.

No. Hell no. I want to see these self-righteous miscreants chest-deep in a roadside sewer ditch with a shovel in their hands. Or humping freight by hand on a non-climate-controlled loading dock in July, as the sweat runs off them in rivers. Or serving omelets at Waffle House at four in the morning to surly, babbling drunks who never, ever tip with paper money—when they tip at all. Or condemned to any of a thousand other difficult, dangerous, dirty, exhausting, and thankless jobs usually done by the working stiffs they so bumptiously disparage and insult from their cozy rat-warrens in DC and NYC because they aren’t One Of Us. Then and only tnen can we be satisfied that justice has been truly done.

However things shake out for them, for the nonce you’d have to have a heart of stone not to pee yourself laughing at the poor little darlings. Their arrogance, dishonesty, and blockhead bias brought their industry to its knees; now technology is applying the coup de grace. Couldn’t happen to a nicer bunch of assholes if you ask me, and I wish them all every last mite of the suffering they’ve so richly earned.

Update! Enemies of the people.

The media, those never to be adequately damned bastards who claim to be “purveyors of facts,” are the reason for virtually all of America’s political strife. It was they who shaped the attitudes of the combatants. It was they who stoked the fires of political hostility. It was they who deliberately, with unconcealable malice aforethought, have taken ordinary Americans of traditional political preferences, and have portrayed them as monsters of illimitable evil. And all the while they’ve postured as being above it all, just innocent servants of the public’s “right to know.”

Once again, Robert Conquest’s Second Law of Politics applies with full and terrible force:

Any organization not explicitly right-wing
Sooner or later becomes left-wing.

The media were among the first organizations in America to be acted upon in this fashion. The Left knew them to be more valuable than any other target in our society. About a century ago, just as the first forms of broadcast publication were emerging, they embarked upon a program of infiltration of all the major information-dissemination organizations in the country. The infiltrators rose through the ranks, acquired the power to influence hiring, firing, and editorial policy, and over time gained the degree of control that would ensure that the conquered organs would emit only what suits their political preferences. That’s how Robert Conquest’s Second Law operates in practice.

Yes, the Left targeted other, related institutions, especially education and entertainment. But those were adjuncts to its central drive: the conversion of the outlets Americans go to for news into founts of propaganda. As recently as the Sixties the schools were still essentially wholesome, if not particularly effective. By then, the media had already been broken to the Left’s harness.

Perhaps none of this is news to you. Perhaps you’ve been watching as attentively as I, and reached the above conclusions on your own time and your own dime. There remains a question still: what to do about it. For men cannot sustain a free society in an unrelenting bath of Leftist propaganda, harassment, and conflict-stoking. We are not well armored enough for that, intellectually, emotionally, or morally.

However, history speaks plainly on this subject: an institution once conquered by the Left cannot be reformed. Its internal dynamics will thwart any attempt to counter-infiltrate and return it to honesty. It can only be destroyed and replaced by something trustworthy.

That’s why the media are desperate to get out from under the stain of Covington. That event has made the stakes clear. There’s no way to disguise the facts of that matter, and no way for the media to evade the odium for them. They cannot claim it was an honest mistake.

Covington is a capital-punishment case. The media’s collective behavior, blatantly murderous toward those whose convictions it disapproves, has sentenced them to death.

The nice thing is, we can just sit back, relax, and watch them carry out sentence themselves. Via circular firing squad, of course. They doomed themselves when they decided to switch from reporting the news—AKA, journalism—to changing the world (alt: making a difference)—AKA, “journalism” (alt: propaganda). And seeing as how I mentioned justice earlier, here’s an example of what’s known as the, umm, rough variety:


Aww, looks like poor widdle white girl PC’d herself right out of a job. I hear Wendy’s is hiring, babe. Or maybe it was Jack In The Box. No regrets, hon, you were Fighting The Good Fight, Speaking Truth To Power (whenever Power wasn’t Democrats, that is), and other Important Stuff like that. You can hold your head up high and proud whilst flipping them burgers, salting them fries, and swabbing them terlets.

I swear, I’m gonna have internal injuries from laughing so hard at these pampered remoras.

Screwupdate! Francis informs me that a botched the link to his above-excerpted post. Fixed now. Sorry about that, everybody.


SOTU slapdown

Walsh has some suggestions for Trump on how his State Of The Union show ought to be handled, which includes moving it to a 50,000 seat stadium in Trump country:

And what should he say? That the State of the Union is not good, and is not emotionally strong. That after nearly 75 years of cultural-Marxist battering at the doors of all the major American institutions, half the country thinks its own nation is fundamentally illegitimate; that it was founded in venality and exploitative racism and sexism, for the purpose of establishing “white privilege” in North America—and no amount of evidence to the contrary will persuade them otherwise. That as faith has foundered, a new, secular religion has arisen, whose first burnt offerings were wafted aloft by the Wilson Administration, a government of experts celebrating a rule by the elites, a faith in which any gender could grow up to be president, as long as that gender went to Yale or Harvard.

More: that the other half of country has finally had its manners and its good will tested long enough; that it liked the way we used to be, and saw nothing either evil or exploitative about our country. That it resents the influx of Marxist professors—vipers, whom it welcomed as refugees—who via their sacred tenet of Critical Theory encouraged their naïve charges to pull down the pillars of American society. All the social troubles we have witnessed since, from the Weather Underground to the current racial and sexual unrest, derives from them. But wrapped in their false flag of “real patriotism,” they demand that the impossibly perfect always be the enemy of the good, and ascribe only villainy to their opponents.

He should say that the bloated federal bureaucracy is far too large and expensive, and that he will begin reductions in force as soon as practicable. He should say that trillion-dollar deficits—at a time of record tax revenues—prove not that taxes are too low but that government is too big, and that henceforth all extra-constitutional functions will be wound down, including the regulatory agencies created by Congress, until we at least reach some stasis point.

He should assert the equality of all three branches of government when it comes to interpreting and defending the Constitution, inform the lesser federal judges that they have no power over the executive acting either in his constitutional administrative capacity or as commander-in-chief, and tell them that henceforth he will ignore restraining orders and injunctions that are, in his opinion, unconstitutional, until such time as they are adjudicated by the Article III-established Supreme Court (the only federal court not established by Congress, as it happens).

Personally, I like the idea of just mailing a written text in—as was standard, accepted practice for many years—best. The idea of watching another juvenile shitshow like the Demonrats pulled last time, sitting with pinched, sour faces and their arms petulantly folded like sulky little brats who’d been denied a cookie right before dinner, is unappealing at best. And this time around, you just know that bunch would descend to actual hooting and jeering, disrupting Trump’s speech at every comma or semicolon like a pack of rabid howler monkeys, if given the chance. Three groans for Pelosi for sparing us that irksome, emetic spectacle, at least.

As for those “reductions in force” Walsh mentions, Trump could kick that off by announcing that every one of those 800,000 useless “nonessential employees”—greedily sucking away at Uncle Sam’s sugar teat until their recent paid vacation (synonyms for “nonessential”: unnecessary, not needed, superfluous, expendable), dead weight missed by nobody at all since the shutdown—will need to start looking for a real job effective forthwith. Call it a good start on his promise to drain the Swamp, since that’s exactly what it would be.

Ain’t gonna happen, natch. But hey, we can dream, can’t we?

The “Who Cares” Shutdown update! Aesop, being a reasonable and intelligent man, agrees with me on the desirability of a mass RIF, and puts some more meat on dem bones.

President Trump is a few days away from being able to lay off hundreds of thousands of “non-essential” government workers permanently, at a penstroke.

Which is a fine start.

And at that point, there’s no longer any shutdown. Just the Trump administration saving millions of tax dollars daily, going forward.

If the Dems cave, Trump wins. If they don’t cave, Trump wins.

Stock up on popcorn and refreshments.

Looks like your boondoggle trip isn’t the only thing shot down and grounded by the President. This is what happens when the Speaker of the House tries to play high-stakes poker with a deuce-level mind against the King of Diamonds.

And as this drags on, he’s as likely to say “No, sorry, $5B was the offer last month. But with layoffs, I’ve freed up tons of government money going forward. Now the offer is $10B for the Wall, or nothing. Next month, it’s $20B. Your move. – click -”

From his lips to Trump’s ears, baby. The liberal shitfit that would ensue after the click-and-dial-tone sound was left ringing in Stretch Pelosi’s withered, rubbery ear alone would be worth all the gold in Fort Knox in terms of sheer entertainment value (yes, I know some folks insist there ain’t no gold in Fort Knox anymore, but still).


Still in there swinging

Yes, yes, I’m still working on the Larger Thoughts post, I assure you; it’s getting a bit lengthy, and is still nowhere near done yet. But this here makes me so damned happy I just gotta get it up here right friggin’ NOW.

Hit Ace’s joint for the backstory, and then the truly sidesplitting follow-up.

Bless Trump’s heart for this, and for all he does. If only he had half the country behind him—hell, if he had half of his own damned party behind him—he’d be the greatest President we ever had. It’s enormously to his credit that he’s still landing some solid blows regardless; his never-relent, balls-out, damn-the-torpedos approach sometimes gives even a despairing old cynic like me a warm little twinge of hope.


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.


Gonna need another wall

Portland shows us the way to liberal Utopia.

It was a big year in Portland where the murder rate rose 18.6%. That was the perfect time for Portland’s progressive politburo to spend over $1 million on unarmed cops armed only with pepper spray.

There was a little bit of excitement when it was learned that their 200 hours of training would include “Taser Orientation” suggesting that they might be allowed to carry tasers. But Mayor Wheeler’s office explained that the weaponless cops weren’t being trained to use tasers, but “how to avoid being tased”.

Portland property crimes rose 15% in 2017. Its property crime rates easily outpace Boston and Denver, and put it on a par with dangerous cities like Atlanta.  Its homeless blight has put Portland on the same path as San Francisco, New York and Los Angeles. Portland’s Downtown Clean and Safe had picked up less than 9,897 used needles in 2015. This year it’s 39,000. Garbage and biohazards have also increased.

But Mayor Wheeler emphasized Portland was working on a more “inclusive” and diverse” police force, even as he admitted that the city was caught in a crime wave where, “assaults, homicides, sex offenses, etc. – have increased and are rising at a higher rate than last year; property crimes have also increased and are rising at a higher rate than last year.”

“Chief Outlaw leads a bureau with fewer officers today than a decade ago, despite a 10 percent increase in Portland’s population,” Wheeler whined.

Mayor Wheeler had picked Danielle Outlaw as the first African-American police chief. Outlaw was meant to be the face of Portland’s new inclusive and diverse force. She inherited the thankless job of trying to control homeless crime, without offending homeless advocates, and reining in political street violence without offending Antifa. And soon white hipsters were outraged at Chief Outlaw’s contemptuous dismissal of Antifa as schoolyard brats who, “come with the intention to fight. And then you get mad because I kicked your butt. And then you go back and you wail off and whine and complain.”

Portland’s white radicals soon began accusing the city’s first African-American police chief of being a white supremacist while campaigning to get her fired.

“The fact that I, as a very obvious African American female police chief, have been accused by those within that group or those who support that group, as being a supporter and protector of those who are believed to be white supremacists—if that’s even the case—is ridiculous. Right?” she asked.

Ridiculous is the only way that anything works in Portland.

For certain values of “working,” I guess. I just about busted a gut laughing at this…right up until I got to the end.

It’s no wonder that Portland’s formerly hot housing market is cooling off and home values are falling. As housing prices increase, not everyone wants to pay record prices to live next to a needle exchange.

The escape from Portland has begun.

OH HELL NO. You Portland Progtards can just stay right the hell where you’re at, every last one of you. You fouled your own fucking nest, now live in the shithole you created for yourselves and leave the rest of us alone. Ain’t no market for you out here. Trust me, you wouldn’t like living amongst us bigoted racist homophobic Islamophobic H8TRRR gun-nuts out here in lily-white Jesusland anyway.


“A government shutdown is a delight”

Dov Fisher argues for a nice, long one.

I don’t know about you, but I am enjoying the 25% Government shutdown. I really am. This is the closest we ever may come to demonstrating how much of our Government is wasteful, unnecessary, duplicative, and pointless. As but one example — only from the 25% now shut down — we simply do not need a federal Department of Education. States and municipalities can and should run education at the local level. Under conservatives, a federal Education Department — at best — does nothing that justifies its existence; under liberals, it works to destroy civil rights and the national culture. Consider how Obama took away the rights of students on campus wrongly accused of sexual assault. Suddenly, they lost their rights to demand certain evidence, to examine witnesses, to confront accusers. Now that we live in a Red Scare era — where the Left are the scare — extreme feminists wield an old tool that goes back to the Biblical account of the wife of Potiphar: If you are angry at someone, just falsely accuse him of attempting rape. It got her a mention in the Torah, and several thousand years later it got Perjury Blasey Ford almost a million bucks on crowd-funding, to go with her five million dollars’ worth of California real estate.

We do need the military to protect us from threats overseas. We need an agency to collect tax, if tax we must pay. We need airport security on the ground (like TSA) and in the sky (like air traffic controllers). We need the post office. We need honest federal judges and courts and the staff that enable them to administer justice. But we do not need a great many of the agencies, departments, nor a great many of the 800,000 meanwhile-furloughed government workers. We have to pay their salaries; that money does not come from trees. We work hard for our families, earning what living we can. When we bring home our pay, we are not looking for business partners in Washington to share any percent of it in return for their drafting a new federal regulation or typing it or filing it or rewriting it. No one minds paying salaries of the fraction of federal workers who provide truly important services. However, for a large number of them, if they lose their government jobs and end up doing what my wife, my kids, my siblings, their spouses, my parents, my grandparents, my nieces, my nephews, my neighbors, my friends, my professional colleagues, and my enemies all have done — and work in the private sector — we all will be the better for it. In time, even hundreds of thousands of those 800,000 also will appreciate why a Government shut-down is a delight.

Ahh, but as I’ve been saying for years: the government we have now is in large part a jobs program for people too stupid, incompetent, mentally inflexible, orjust plain lazy to get themselves a real job. If these cretins somehow finagled themselves a job in the private sector, they probably won’t have it long. They for sure and certain won’t make anything like the dough they do in Uncle Sugar’s dubious employ. Which means that the rest of us would probably be better off just putting them on welfare, which would at least lessen their impact on our lives somewhat.

Mr. President, keep it closed. Keep it closed for the next two years if you have to. If you do not get that $5 billion for that Wall, just keep it closed. Many tens of millions of us are prepared not to go to the Visitor Center these next two years when we tour an open national park. A sacrifice? We once had to land in Normandy, Mr. President, with Germans lying in wait on the beaches, shooting at us, while weather conditions imperiled those assigned for air cover. We Americans sustained more than 6,000 casualties that day, with more than 2,000 killed. Ours may not be “The Greatest Generation,” but we still have Americans who can go two years without a stop in the gift shop at a national park if that is what it will take to protect our southern border from the unbridled murderous mass import of opioids, the evils of human trafficking, and the unchecked entry into our country of MS-13 animals and other criminals and possibly even terrorists.

One would like to think so, anyway.


Open letter to Trump

From Doug’s lips to God’s ears.

Dear President Trump,

I know you are courageous. I know you are a patriot. I know you care deeply about the future of this nation. Therefore I have addressed this request to you and you alone.

As is well known, the tangled web of the federal bureaucracy and national media have produced an embedded administrative state that some term the “Deep State”.

Through administrations of both parties, in good times and bad, the size and scale of the federal leviathan has grown completely unchecked.

And like a living organism, it has, over time, developed its own survival instinct.

Among its defensive tactics are the collective set of crimes known as “Spygate”, which represents the weaponization of Obama intelligence and law enforcement agencies against you. Starting in 2015, deep state actors embedded in CIA, DOJ, DNI and FBI leadership positions launched simultaneous campaigns more suitable for a South American dictatorship than the United States.

The first such campaign was an effort to exonerate Hillary Clinton for her egregious and clearly criminal mishandling of huge troves of classified information. The second, of course, was the attempt to first prevent you from winning the presidency and then, immediately upon your victory, to have you impeached or removed from office. The latter scheme includes the Mueller special counsel itself, which is simply a second phase of the scheme to entrap Trump administration officials in various “collusion” scandals.

Many pro-administration pundits believe that all you can do is wait for the outcome of the deeply conflicted Mueller probe, which has suffered forced attrition due to a variety of untoward bias and prejudice. Once the special counsel report has been delivered, you could choose to declassify key assets that document the criminality of those behind Spygate.

But there is another way.

Use the Clintons to take the Deep State to the Woodshed

Hillary Clinton, like Barack Obama, is a radical leftist who despises the Constitution and the free market. Her troubling history is well-documented, as even The Washington Post observed in 2008 when the editors of that dying journal were trying to get then-Senator Obama nominated.

Hillary Clinton and her husband have some secrets you can help expose, in spite of what the Mueller probe chooses to investigate, which, thus far, appears to be only persons affiliated with one particular political party.

Ross is off and running from there, and however far-fetched it might appear to you at first as a blueprint for doing battle effectively against the Deep State, you really ought to read all of it. I think he just might be onto something, myself.



First, the video:

Then, the stunning, mortifying admission: I agree one hundred percent with Ace on the central issue here. Which ain’t what you might think it is.

A twitter account with the suspiciously on-the-nose name “QAnon1776” — way to hit every single fringe/conservative meme there! — was suddenly birthed and was soon suddenly deleted. During its brief life, however, it managed to “break” the news that Alexandria Ocasio-Cortex once did a Breakfast Club dance in “high school.”

They say “high school” despite the fact that she is wearing a “BOSTON UNIVERSITY” t-shirt, and the “BOSTON UNIVERSITY” name is emblazoned exactly where your eyes are glued — it’s a tight shirt, and in that shirt, she has a nice rack.

So it’s kind of hard to imagine what this “QAnon” devotee was looking at instead of “BOSTON UNIVERSITY.”

Block-letter words and big meaty tits — how do they work?

In any event, no named “conservatives” apart from “QAnon1776,” who I hear is close personal friends with “GunTotingCommieHunter69” as well as “MakeBitchesMakeSammitches4Ever” as well as “MAGAInsertRacialSlurHereKiller,” commented on the video, apart from the usual Twitter Cucks spending all night and morning Virtue Signalling that they did not see why anyone would think this was embarrassing.

I would have linked it myself except for the fact that it shows Ocasio-Cortez in a more appealing and more juglightful light than I’m used to seeing her, and I reasoned that her big jugs and frisky attitude and also her big jugs would tend to make people like her more.

Until this video I thought she was plain. She looked like she was turning into una abeula rather early –lotta lines in that face for a 29 year old — with a face that looked like a Peasant Sandal to which had been appended Cookie Monster googly eyes.

But here? Lots of energy. And a tight shirt with big jugs.

A butterface, sure. But you know what? As the Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King Junior said, “I can’t fuck a face. Oh wait I can. But still– dem jugs doh.”

Okay, the full disclosure: I always have thought her kinda cute. Dumb as a box of hair, yeah, and absolutely deplorable when it comes to her muttonheaded political beliefs. But still: cute, just cute as all hell. No way around it. For whatever that amounts to.

Ace does get one bit wrong, though, about the vid tending to make people like her more. Not so for me; as long as she retains her ambition to steal what little is left of my freedom and have the government run my life for me, she’s my enemy. Period fucking dot. And no matter how jug-a-licious she is—and damn, she sure is—I wouldn’t trust her any further than I could throw one of her $5,000 dollar designer shoes. Lefthanded, in a stiff headwind.


Shutdown theater

The government can’t even do THAT right.

Maybe what we learned from the shutdown is that for all of the talk, all of the money, all of the skyrocketing debt, the federal government is mostly non-essential. The State Department? Mostly unnecessary and designed for another era. If the president wants to talk to the leader of Burkina Faso, he can send him an email. Instead of the diplomacy in service of American interests, State has become mostly a colonial office for our post Cold War policy of moral imperialism. And State is one of the original cabinet level departments which we actually need in some much more limited capacity. It gets worse from there. The myriad departments and agencies, variously referred to as ‘the bureaucracy’, ‘the administrative state’, or more malevolently ‘the deep state’, represent much of the swamp that President Trump promised to drain. In that regard, the partial shut-down can be seen as consistent with his larger platform. But he should make it permanent. Here are some concrete ideas for the president to win the politics of the shutdown and do some good for the country at the same time:

1. Propose the permanent shuttering of non-essential cabinet level departments. Closing the Department of Energy would save $32.5 billion, Department of Commerce, $61.8 billion, and the Department of Education, $59.9 billion. These are not new or radical ideas for Republicans. Reagan tried to close the Department of Education in 1981. And the current Secretary of Energy, Rick Perry, proposed closing his own Department when running for president. Are they really non-essential? In a word, yes. But let me put it in perspective with a few questions: The Department of Education was created in 1979. Does anyone believe that American education has improved since then? Does anyone think American commerce would cease if the department were closed?

2. Offer early retirement to non-essential federal employees who have been furloughed. This is common practice in the private sector. It would help make the federal government more efficient, thus reducing a drag on the economy, and would allow those people to pursue more productive employment while giving them the financial security to make the transition.

3. Encourage Congress to reassert its constitutional power as the primary lawmaking body of the federal government. Congress long ago ceded this authority to the deep state which is unelected, unaccountable, and makes far more law than Congress. For example, in 2016, Congress passed 214 bills which became law while the deep state made 3,853 ‘rules’ with the force of law.

4. Return power to state and local government. Over the past few generations, Washington has turned state governments into little more than administrators of federal programs. This action eviscerated our system of federalism and deprived the people not only of one of the most effective checks on federal power but also of the benefits of robust, responsive state and local government. The shutdown is an opportunity to begin righting that wrong.

The stated reason for the shutdown is funding for the border wall, but there are so many more opportunities in play for Trump and the America First agenda that it would be (a) shame to, as Progressives like to say, let a crisis go to waste.

It surely would. These are all great ideas, not a single one of which has a ghost of a chance of ever being implemented, more’s the pity. Any one of them would do a lot to put America back on the proper course…which is the last thing in the world our Uniparty and Shadow-Government masters want to see happen.


The new rules

The most sidesplitting photo I’ve seen all week.


But…but…but…why is a DUDE rasslin’ a CHICK, you ask? Easy-peasy: because he believes he ain’t a dude, and whatever he wishes reality to be, that’s what it must be, that’s why. Ace says:

The transgender is actually biologically female, but “transitioning” to male via male hormone injections. Which, you may have heard from professional sports scandals, are considered an illegal and unfair advantage in sports.

The problem is that Texas is making this female wrestle as a female. The rule should be changed to reflect the idea females are special category in sports, and that anyone who was born male or who is taking male steroids for whatever reason must compete as a male. Whether xe identifies as male or not.

Nope, no way. Sorry, but these are the New Rules, and if we must be forced to live by ’em, then so must they. The situation is not without its layers and layers of toothsome irony:

For the second year in a row, a transgender wrestler has won the Texas girls’ Class 6A 110-pound division.

Mack Beggs, an 18-year-old senior from Euless Trinity High School near Dallas, entered the tournament in Cypress outside of Houston with an undefeated record. He beat Chelsea Sanchez — whom he beat for the title in 2017– in the final match Saturday.

Back to Ace for the ironic bit:

Chelsea Sanchez would thus be a two-time female wrestling champ if she had not been forced to compete with someone who is using male hormones. Something she would be banned from the sport if she were found using.

Tough noogies. I do kinda feel sorry for the female wrestler, sure. Doesn’t matter. Liberals are making a better world. All of them, better worlds—whether we like it or not; whether their reckless, lunatic tinkering makes sense or not; even whether they’re actually better worlds or not. Ours not to reason why, people; ours but to take what we’re given, shut the fuck up, and live with it.

So everybody repeat the New Rules after me: gender is fluid, malleable, a matter not of biology but of simple preference. There is no meaningful difference between males and females—physically, mentally, or in any other respect. Traditional gender roles based on common sense and objective reality: BAD. Capricious destruction of them: GOOD, no matter the real damage done to both society and individuals trapped within it. These are but a few of the Rules, and there will be more. Learn ’em, live ’em, love ’em. Or else.


Houston, we have a problem

Kurt asks the burning question.

No one is irreplaceable, which is good because Donald Trump is going away. Oh, I don’t think they’ll succeed in impeaching him, and I think he’s got a better than even (though not much) chance of winning in 2020 as it stands right now, but let’s face it: The Bad Orange Man who saved us from the civil unrest that that vindictive harpy Felonia Milhouse von Pantsuit would have provoked will someday be gone. Election loss, term limit, lightning strike…someday he’s going away. So after Trump departs the arena, who will champion the militant, outside-the-Beltway normals who shrugged and muttered “Ahoy” when The Weekly Standard sank?

Our problem is that we don’t have an answer, not yet anyway.

Thanks to Glenn, we have an answer.

Tucker Carlson for president?
He lays out his philosophy in this interview, which is well worth watching, and even makes us curious to read his book (and we at PTT are very snobbish about our reading list). Carlson appears to really get it, and his ability to cut through the BS is quite admirable. In that nearly hour-long segment, we only found two objectionable points: his praise for Paul Ryan (ugh, blech — and even that was a segue to voicing his criticism), and his misguided stance on abortion (yes, religiously motivated stances can be pragmatically wrong). But these are minor points, in the scheme of things. Why is nobody floating the idea of running this guy?

I think it’s a great idea, so for whatever my endorsement is worth, consider it floated.

It might seem a flippant or even facetious notion at first, but think about it a minute: Carlson, as the man says, gets it—gets us. And like Trump, he’s not the least bit afraid to punch back hard at the Left. Even after experiencing the full heaping measure of Leftist hatred, insanity, and penchant for fascist violence—at his very home, no less—he still refuses to flinch or back down.

He shares the critical traits of pugnacity and courage with Trump, but here’s one difference: he’s an excellent public speaker and debater. While Trump’s artful bob-and-weave rhetorical style and willingness to extravagantly mock and insult his antagonists make for a very useful combination that keeps opponents completely frustrated and off-balance and supporters entertained, maybe Tucker’s willingness to mix it up combined with his rope-a-dope ability to unman Leftist con artists and frauds might be useful in a somewhat different way.

Too, like Trump, Carlson is no professional politician or DC insider, which at least as far as I’m concerned might just be the most important consideration of all. As host of the one of the most-watched political programs in the country, he’s established the sort of name recognition, popularity, and basic trust with his viewers that most professional politicians can only envy. It all adds up to a solid base of support for a prospective run at the Presidency, although he’s sure to be cattily dismissed by the PTB and their liberal-media poodles as an unserious joke of a candidate, just as Trump was.

I hope he DOES run, I tells ya. Admittedly, Carlson is unlikely in the extreme to be the kind of balls-out, don’t-give-a-damn firebrand Trump is, and that’s too bad. But the way things look at the moment, he might well be the only thing standing between us and President Roberto Humberto Enrique Pedro Garcia de los O’Rourke in 2020.


Turn ’em loose, Bruce!

Pardon all the things people.

This painful to admit it, but we need to grow up. There are two sets of law in America today, meaning there is no rule of law in America today. Oh, there are statutes, and there are courts, and there are agencies full of people with guns willing to enforce the will of aspiring tyrants, but there is not rule of law. There is only power, theirs and ours. Time to get woke to the undeniable fact that the Fredocons deny up and down. Justice is no longer blind. Her blindfold is off and she’s picking favorites.

You are not one of her favorites.

You, and those you elect, are not equal under the law to members of the elite.

It’s all about power. And the guy we elected to act as a wrecking ball should use the power we gave him to make it right.

Kurt recommends that Trump pardon all the campaign and administration officials who have been persecuted and railroaded by the Mueller shitshow so far, and he’s right enough about that; as he says, it’s a way to “strip the elite of its ability to coerce perjury and ruin lives for the sin of dissenting”—probably the only way left to Trump to do it, in fact. But Schlichter has more yet, and it’s pure gold:

Oh, and he should pardon the whole Obama/Hillary clown car crew too. Pardon Obama, pardon the Harpy, pardon Clapper and Brennan and Comey and McCabe and the whole crew of liberal conspirators. Why not? They will never, ever, not in a zillion years, not even if they were caught on video having their confessions being notarized, be charged with anything.

List their sins, in detail, and pardon them for their myriad crimes. Hang it all around their horned heads, and make them howl in outrage with an act of unwanted, utterly vindictive grace. They were never going to face justice for what they did anyway, so why not?

“We need to look forward as a country and stuff, so I am pardoning Hillary for all her crimes, including perjury, obstruction of justice, conspiracy, fraud, tax evasion, graft, sexual abuse enabling, and everything else. We will put the shame of Hillary Clinton behind us forever and move on.”

Pardon everybody.

There is but one exception to this act of coldly calculated magnanimity:

Just don’t pardon Michael Cohen. Cohen’s a rat. Let him sip pruno in the pokey.

Heh. Right yet again. Cohen can get his ass pounded in the hoosegow showers til doomsday for all me.




"America is at that awkward stage. It's too late to work within the system, but too early to shoot the bastards." – Claire Wolfe, 101 Things to Do 'Til the Revolution

"To put it simply, the Left is the stupid and the insane, led by the evil. You can’t persuade the stupid or the insane and you had damn well better fight the evil." - Skeptic

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