Cold Fury

Harshing your mellow since 9/01

No bias or partisan motives to see here, folks

None at all. No, really. Trust us.

A veteran of the intelligence community tells TAS that Brennan’s CIA was full of Hillary supporters, some of whom decorated their desks with her campaign paraphernalia. Brennan, whom the press noted would walk the halls of the CIA in an LGBT rainbow lanyard, encouraged this open political atmosphere. While Brennan knew his spying operation on the Trump campaign was an “exceptionally, exceptionally sensitive” matter (as reported by journalists David Corn and Michael Isikoff), he assumed its machinations would never come to light.

The members of Brennan’s working group at Langley “were just a bunch of out-of-control idiots,” says a former high-ranking CIA official to TAS.

It ain’t just Brennan’s “working group,” and it ain’t just Langley either. It couldn’t be more evident at this point that we have a Deep State slap-full of ’em, running said Deep State as out-of-control Lefty idiots always run any bureaucracy they control: corruptly, arrogantly, incompetently, thuggishly, and with no regard at all for the will of the people, the Constitution, the rule of law, or anything else besides their own perks, power, and privilege.

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Puzzlers

Diplomad ponders the imponderable.

Before I reach the perhaps unjustified conclusion that the “resistance” is just a “tale told by an idiot,” let me ask a few questions, and make some observations about this bold and virtuous resistance.

If Donald Trump is literally Adolf Hitler, why would a member of the “resistance” identify himself/herself/zheself as a member? Strikes me that is a clear violation of the rules of resistance to a repressive regime. Did Max Manus put such a sign in front of his house to shout out his defiance of the Nazis and Vidkun Quisling? Did Anne Frank? Seems an odd thing to do if the Gestapo is out and about.

What does this “resistance” do? I know what the resistance did in Norway and Yugoslavia, but this one? What does it do? I mean, of course, aside from going to notoriously right-wing Starbucks to demand free bathroom usage. What exactly are they resisting? OK, I understand that just like Hitler, Trump is strongly pro-Israel, has a Jewish daughter and son-in-law, and, just like Hitler, used the power of the state to bring back three non-white hostages from North Korea. Yes, I see the similarities, but . . . well, now that I think about it, I guess Trump is actually worse than Hitler because Trump, unlike Hitler, is not a vegetarian!

But, but I still remain puzzled.

It seems odd that many members of the “resistance” want the state to take away all of our guns. The resistance hates Trump so much they want him and his henchmen to have our weapons. I guess the resistance to Hitler did the same thing, no? Maybe I’ve got my history mixed up, I don’t know, perhaps the thunder and lightning are throwing off my aging brain waves.

So to sum it up for the resistance: The anti-semite Trump is the best friend Israel has ever had. The racist Trump has instituted policies that have produced the lowest unemployment figures in decades for black and hispanic Americans. The woman-hating Trump had a woman running his campaign (no, not Mrs. Putin), has a woman as Ambassador at the UN, another as the head of DHS, another as head of Education, yet another as White House spokesman, and now has made a woman the head of the CIA. The oligarch Trump has instituted tax and other policies that are putting more money into more ordinary people’s pockets than has happened in many years.

All just like Hitler did…

There you go again, trying to make sense out of the nonsense spewed by people who have NO sense. I’m gonna just stick with “a tale told by idiots,” myself.

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Same old song and dance

SE Cupp can’t see the forest for the Trump-hate. Because Muh Principles, I guess.

Earlier this week, S.E. Cupp wrote in the New York Daily News about how much she misses George W. Bush. Bush, she says, “looks better with each passing day,” and the reason, according to her, is Donald Trump.

Cupp noted that George W. Bush “left office with a 33% favorability rate, according to Gallup. By the time the [Miss Me Yet?] billboards were up in 2010, it had only recovered to the mid-40s. But in the years since, Bush has nearly doubled his popularity. A CNN poll from January 2018 has his approval at 61%. In just the two years since Trump became the Republican nominee for President, that number has climbed six points.” The public’s improved perception of Bush after leaving office was predictable, but, Cupp suggests throughout her piece that Trump is responsible for Bush’s favorability improving so dramatically.

Bush’s improved public image has less to do with Trump than it has to do with the fact that the current Republican president (or presidential nominee) will always be the devil incarnate to the left, and it’s politically expedient to vilify the titular head the of the GOP as the worst ever while also feigning nostalgia for “the good old days” when a more palatable Republican was president or was nominated by the party as their presidential nominee.

So why should we care that Democrats call Trump “Hitler” and “Not My President” and long for the days when Bush (whom they called “Hitler” and “Not My President”) was in office?

We shouldn’t care about a single damned word they say. Not one. Not now, not ever.

Does anyone believe this to be a genuine appreciation or just politically expedient reckoning? They don’t miss Bush now because Trump is Trump, they miss Bush now because he’s no longer in power and they got eight years of Obama.

Remember when liberal talk show host Bill Maher conceded that liberals had gone too far with their Hitler/Nazi/fascist rhetoric aimed at Bush, McCain, and Romney? “I know liberals made a big mistake because we attacked your boy Bush like he was the end of the world. And he wasn’t. And Mitt Romney we attacked that way. I gave Obama a million dollars because I was so afraid of Mitt Romney.”

Wow. Seriously, dude, that’s pathetic.

“Mitt Romney wouldn’t have changed my life that much or yours. Or John McCain.” Trump, of course, was different, according to Maher, because he’s the real “fascist.”

What Maher didn’t say was that after Donald Trump leaves office, the next Republican president will be the new “Hitler,” the new “fascist,” the new “Not My President” and all that rhetoric about Trump will one day be looked on with regret, because obviously, the next one has to be worse…otherwise, they’d be stuck debating policy.

And THAT, they cannot do.

Is the pattern clear yet? Have you figured out it doesn’t matter if Trump had won in 2016, or if it was Jeb Bush, Ted Cruz, Marco Rubio, or maybe even John Kasich…anyone who opposes the left is branded as the new Hitler, and whether it is George W. Bush or Donald Trump, the left will find reason to be nostalgic for them once they are no longer a threat.

And WOOT! There it is.

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The Klown Kar Koup

Zman lifts the veil:

I take some pride in the fact that I sniffed out the FBI scandal long before the media had any idea what was happening. The whole Russian hacking thing was such nonsense, that it had to be a cover for soemthing else. The subsequent machinations of the FBI and DOJ made it clear that they were hiding something. Of course, we now know that some members of the FBI and DOJ were engaged in domestic spying on the Trump campaign, for purely political reasons. We are now starting to get a sense of who is really behind it.

This post from Conservative Tree House is a bit meandering, the guy really does need someone to organize his thoughts, but it reveals an important fact about this case that has not been made public. That is, the root of the scandal is not the FBI, but the CIA. The guy who got this thing going was former CIA Director John Brennan. He’s been an anti-Trump rage head for a long time. It appears that he is the guy who initiated the surveillance of the Trump campaign and set off the FBI conspiracy to get Trump.

What appears to have happened is Brennan, or his people, contacted a trusted friend of the neocon family for some help. Stefan Halper is the guy fingered by the Tree House guys as the most likely candidate for the job. He is a good candidate, as he did meet with Carter Page and George Papadopoulos. If you look at the career of Halper, he has been in these fever swamps¹ for a long time, so it is not unreasonable to think he was working for the anti-Trump loons. It’s also possible there were others used in this caper.

What makes this more serious than Watergate is that the crimes committed here reveal a malice of forethought. The people caught trying to cover-up Watergate and other campaign shenanigans did so after the fact and mostly as non-participants. The people involved in this caper acted with a clear intent. They set out to trap some Trump people so they could then spy on the Trump campaign, including Trump himself, with the goal of ending his campaign. When that failed, they decided to try and remove him from office.

And in true Keystone Kops fashion, they’ve tripped over their own tiny dicks every step of the way. As for Brennan, he’s by no means averse to a ittle light lying, sedition, and subversion:

Former CIA Director John Brennan’s insistence that the salacious and unverified Steele dossier was not part of the official Intelligence Community Assessment on Russian interference in the 2016 election is being contradicted by two top former officials.

Recently retired National Security Agency Director Michael Rogers stated in a classified letter to Congress that the Clinton campaign-funded memos did factor into the ICA. And James Clapper, Director of National Intelligence under President Obama, conceded in a recent CNN interview that the assessment was based on “some of the substantive content of the dossier.” Without elaborating, he maintained that “we were able to corroborate” certain allegations.

These accounts are at odds with Brennan’s May 2017 testimony before the House Intelligence Committee that the Steele dossier  was “not in any way used as the basis for the intelligence community’s assessment” that Russia interfered in the election to help elect Donald Trump. Brennan has repeated this claim numerous times, including in February on “Meet the Press.”

The only real mystery remaining here is exactly how these short-bus stumblebums ever got the idea they were entitled to rule over us in the first place.

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Once a traitor…

Leopards Liberals don’t change their spots.

Many people — including the president of the United States — want to know if Kerry’s actions constitute a violation of the Logan Act. It’s a question I’m frequently asked about Kennedy. The short answer, in both cases, is that I’m not the source to provide the answer. Congress is. The Democratic Congress in the 1980s didn’t hesitate to launch criminal proceedings against President Ronald Reagan and his staff (many of them fine men of great integrity) in a militant pursuit for impeachment over “Iran-Contra.” Liberal Democrats did so while turning a blind eye as their leader — House Speaker Jim Wright — buddied up to Sandinista dictator Daniel Ortega in his own negotiations.

And Wright wasn’t secretary of state, just as John Kerry wasn’t secretary of state when he conferred with Iranian officials in secret meetings in New York. In what the Boston Globe described as a “rare move” of “unusual shadow diplomacy,” Kerry met with the Iranian foreign minister (among other high-level foreign officials) “to discuss ways of preserving the pact limiting Iran’s nuclear weapons program. It was the second time in about two months that the two had met to strategize over salvaging a deal they spent years negotiating during the Obama administration, according to a person briefed on the meetings.”

That’s the very deal that President Trump was working to cancel just as Kerry was working to save it.

And that’s hardly the only Kerry outrage. No, this is old-hat. I’d like to remind all of Kerry’s affront decades ago. The date was April 22, 1971, 47 years to almost the exact day that Kerry met with the Iranians.

Follows, the complete story of the last time John Heinz-Kerry committed high treason against the United States of America. Of course, there’s a Soviet angle behind it. Heinz-Kerry ought to be damned grateful that treason is no longer an offense this country bothers much about anymore. If it was, he’d have surely swung for it a long time ago.

Then again, though, it might almost have been worth letting him slide on that whole betraying-his-country thing just to see his hilarious “reporting for duty” skit, featuring what would have to be one of the most feeble excuses for a “salute” ever perpetrated by a veteran in public, at DemSocCon 2004. I swear, it looked more like one of Benny Hill’s end-of-show gags than anything else.


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Nothing whatsoever against Hill, of course. At least he was being funny on purpose.

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Local tapeworm pops off

Her tears of anguish are like manna from Heaven to me.

I had spent the morning sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial with my 16-year-old daughter, Katherine, whose silent tears on election night in 2016 had marked the beginning of this national nightmare for me. She had insisted we drive from Charlotte to D.C. this year so that we could “protest in front of the president’s house.” We heard all of the inspiring speakers; we relished the creativity of the posters and slogans. Being among so many like-minded people was comforting. I heard one woman say, “I love being here today. It makes me feel less alone.”

I wanted to be with people who shared my anger. Because I have been so angry about Donald Trump this past year. I have been angry at my country for electing this man, angry at my neighbors who support him, angry at the wealthy who sacrificed our country and its goodness for tax breaks, angry at the coal miners who believed his promises.

So very compassionate of you to be enraged at poor working stiffs who preferred keeping their damned jobs to losing their livelihood and going on the the dole. Providing remoras like you with affordable electricity for your homes in so doing, I might add. If I had to choose between those miners being miserable and YOU being miserable…well. No difficult choice, that, six days a week and twice on Sunday.

My fury has been bottomless.

Because your side lost a friggin’ election. Gee, what a healthy, stable, well-rounded individual you must be. A sterling example for your young daughter, an inspiration to all who know you, and the life of every party you get invited to. If any.

I drink my morning coffee from a cup that says, “I hate to wake up when Donald Trump is President.”

Then make life better for all of us and stop.

After the march, Katherine and I hit the road in the late afternoon, feeling good; we had done our part to express our outrage. We were about 90 minutes south of D.C. when I heard a terrible popping sound. I assumed I had blown a tire and headed toward the nearest exit. The popping was followed by screeching — were we now driving on metal? Luckily, there was a gas station right off the exit.

Before I could do anything but park my gray Prius, a man rushed over. “I heard you coming down that road,” he said. Before I could say much he started surveying the situation. He didn’t so much offer to help us as get right to work.

It turned out that I hadn’t blown a tire; a huge piece of plastic under the front bumper had come loose, causing the screeching as it scraped along the road. After determining that he couldn’t cut the plastic off, he ran over to his car to grab some zip ties so that he could secure the piece back in place.

He did all of this so quickly that I didn’t have time to grab the prominent RESIST sticker on the side of my car, which suddenly felt needlessly alienating.

“Alienating” my red, raw ass. Admit the truth: you were scared he’d see the thing, you gutless, presumptious little shrike.

As this man lay on the ground under my car with his miracle zip ties, I asked if he thought they would hold for four more hours of driving.

You could spit on your ass and slide home for all me.

“Just ask any redneck like me what you can do with zip ties — well, zip ties and duct tape. You can solve almost any car problem. You’ll get home safe,” he said, turning to his teenage son standing nearby. “You can say that again,” his son agreed.

The whole interaction lasted 10 minutes, tops. Katherine and I made it home safely.

I think that establishes which of you is actually the better person quite nicely, doesn’t it? But then it gets even better—for certain values of “better,” I mean.

When my husband and I first moved to Charlotte eight years ago,

Ahh—yet another arrogant liberal Yankee who fled the place they ruined and are now beavering away at ruining someplace else.

I liked to tell people that our neighborhood represented the best impulses of America. In our little two-block craftsman-home development, we had people of every political persuasion from liberal to moderate Republican to tea party, and we all got along.

Oh, I just bet you all did. As long as the “moderate Republican” and tea-partier were very, very careful to hold their tongues and not light your fuse.

We held porch parties in the summer and a progressive dinner at Christmas. We put being a cohesive neighborhood above politics.

But this year, I realize, I retreated from my porch. Trump’s cruelty and mendacity demand outrage and the most vigorous resistance a nation can muster.

“Cruelty”? “Mendacity”? On Trump’s part, rather than your own? Oh, the irony is all over this one like a bad, bad rash. As for “demands,” I hereby demand that you go the fuck back to wherever you came from, you suppurating ass-canker, and stay there. Charlotte has a most regrettable surplus of your type infesting the place already, thanks.

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As popular as hemorrhoids

Weren’t we just talking about vainglorious blowhards a minute ago? And didn’t I mention last night that Comey’s past his sell-by date?

Why yes, we were and I did.

Washington (CNN) When “Fire and Fury” hit bookshelves in January, the release became a Washington event, marked by people lining up at local bookstores and sold-out speaking events for author Michael Wolff. Washingtonian even compared the hype around the release to that of “Harry Potter.”

But DC’s book nerds didn’t turn up for James Comey’s “A Higher Loyalty.” At least not in the masses booksellers might have expected.

“There are more cameras here than people,” one person joked.

Another journalist asked the room: “Is anyone a normal person or is everyone a journalist?”

Only one person — reluctantly — identified himself as a “normal person.”

I have a feeling certain over-eager purchasing agents are going to find themselves in a boiling swivet over this:



You’re going places all right—straight to the dumpster with your precious cart o’ crap, to heave all those unsold books into it.

Instead of frittering away their time on Comey’s claptrap, the emitters of the above fragrant Twitter belch would be far better served by spending some quality time in their safe space with a dictionary reviewing the definition of the word “truth,” of which they seem to have a comically ass-backwards grasp. I can’t find any hard numbers as of yet, but I’ve heard and read it was a similar sad story at his NYC appearance. Even more edifying than Comey inspiring mass indifference amongst the book-buying public, though, is this:

RUSH: Grab sound bite number 23 and play it again. This is Laura Loomer. She comes from the James O’Keefe shop, Project Veritas. She’s now acting independently. She showed up at Comey’s book signing event at Barnes & Noble in New York last night.

LOOMER: How is it ethical to brief the president of the United States on an unverifiable and salacious dossier, and how is it ethical leadership to not tell him that his political opposition, Hillary Clinton, paid for that? You are not an ethical leader!

MAN: Ma’am, you’re gonna have to leave.

LOOMER: You’re gonna get prosecuted, Comey! You’re gonna get locked up!

T’is a consummation devoutly to be wished, that is. Comey, and the whole gang of sewer-crawlers with him, too. A tip of the cap to Loomer for speaking truth to (former) power.

Later, Jimmy-boy. Good luck in prison. Remember to bring lots of soap and cigarettes. Might want to give country music legend Kinky Friedman’s heartrending ode to jailhouse love gone awry “It’s Hard To Relax Your Sphincter When You’re Crying” a careful listen or three, too.

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All cucked out

I do believe Schlichter has had it with certain insufferable baglappers.

You know all that insufferable babbling and crying about “principles” we had to endure from you Never Trump Konservative Ken Dolls? Your rending of your cheap suits, your 180s over classic GOP policies because The Donald actually tried to enact them, and your mortifying blubbering to suddenly sympathetic hosts on MSNBC and CNN about how awful our President is? With your sad, drawn faces and high-pitched voices, you True Conservatives of Conservatism™, you Keepers of the Flame of Conservativeness resisted the coming of Donald Trump (and those who supported him) because…because…

Because that’s not who we are…

Because we’re better than that…

Because…our principles!

Our principles. Yeah, right. Well, it was all a crock, a con, a grift by a bunch of displaced Beltway strivers furious that the marks – that’s us Normals – wised up to their scam, played the players, and sent them packing.

While we’re on the topic of supercilious, ineffectual frauds:

Former presidential candidate Evan McMullin owes his former campaign staff members tens of thousands of dollars and most believe he has no intention of ever paying them, a former campaign worker tells The Daily Caller News Foundation.

Right before McMullin’s failed bid for president in 2016 as the conservative alternative to President Donald Trump, the campaign was inundated with debt. The disastrous fiscal situation was a combination of frivolous spending by McMullin and his campaign manager Joel Searby, according to the former staffer.

That same report from TheDCNF demonstrated that the campaign has been potentially violating federal campaign finance law for nearly a year because it has ceased performing the required monthly filings despite numerous warnings from the FEC.

But..but…but…MUH FISCAL-RESPONSIBILITY-CONSERVATIVE PRINCIPLES!!!

“Guys like [McMullin] are up on their high horse. I want the American public to know that this guy isn’t suitable to be in office anywhere. I wouldn’t even trust him on my local city council knowing what I know now,” he said.

Oh, I don’t think anyone needs to waste any time worrying about that anymore. His usefulness as “true conservative” Bill Kristol’s sockpuppet has dried up, so McMuffin will be gallumphing on back into well-deserved obscurity until his arrest, arraignment, and trial gets a glancing mention in one of those whatever-happened-to segments on Entertainment Tonight.

We killed two birds with one stone with this one, and it’s pretty sweet: firstly, McMuffin became a national laughingstock with a quickness. Secondly, Kristol’s attempt to usurp the Konservative Kingmaker throne fell flat on its flabby ass. A nice day’s work all around, folks. We now return you to Schlichter for more Singapore-style flogging.

You don’t hate Donald Trump because he feels he can ignore your glorious principles o’ convenience. You hate Donald Trump because he feels he can ignore you.

And same with the rest of the Normals, those of us who had to spend decades listening to your excuses and lies until we noticed that the cruise ship captains of the conservative elite had been treading water. Oh yeah, every election you promised to fight, and after every election all you did was fail. But you had a good gig, as long as the bipartisan elite grift was in effect. When the GOP won, you were the in-crowd, and you raked in donations and media hits with the promise that you would use the power we gave you to make real conservative change.

But that never seemed to happen.

It was a pretty good scam, that is, until we got tired of being lied to and installed a disruptor into office. And what we hired him to disrupt was your sweet little gig.

We rejected you. Us unwashed, uncivilized, non-DC/NY-living nobodies rejected you, and now you can’t even get your phone calls returned from that 24-year old guy in a MAGA hat down at the Old Executive Office Building. You’re a nobody, a punchline, writing articles nobody reads for magazines no one remembers.

Ouch. I mean, just…ouch. That is DEFINITELY gonna leave a mark.

I can’t be the only one who finds it an absolute scream that both wings of our professional-politician class, right along with the priggish punditry, just can’t seem to help but shoot themselves in the foot over and over now that we’re on to their flimflammery. The curtain has been pulled back (thanks in very large measure to one Donald J Trump), exposing the Great and Powerful Wizard of Washington as just some frumpy schlub hiding in a booth pulling levers, pushing buttons, and speaking imperiously into a microphone.

The whole DC circle-jerk is a three-ring farce of, by, and for vainglorious blowhards. As with all clown acts, the pie in the face at the end is the funniest part of the whole show.

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Careful what you wish for Part the Eleventymillionth

Schichter expands on the topic of my previous post, which I figured was long enough as it was.

As I have shown before, they dream of an America where they can crush all dissent from their orthodoxy, and I’m not playing that.
 
They want to silence you too, and every other patriot. But that’s a short-sighted tactic because people who are silenced, particularly uppity Americans who take their natural rights seriously, won’t just shrug and give up. They will stew and fume at the injustice of their oppression and then they will radicalize and then, because they have been wrongfully denied access to the means of participation in the governance of their own society, they will inevitably exercise their power in the only way left to them. They will rebel. They have before. Sometimes it’s peaceful – like by electing Donald Trump. But if peaceful doesn’t work, they are going to give not being peaceful a try. That’s just human nature.

The liberal plan for civil war does not take into account how prosperous states like Texas went hard right in the 90s and show no sign of changing colors, and there is no mention of how Republicans hold more elected offices today than at any time in history. Well, as any successful general knows, when faced with unpleasant realities you ignore them and hope it all somehow works out.

Or not.

In the end, the “civil war” is going to be won, according to the warplan for Operation CARACAS REDUX, when America just sort of opts to be like Cali and elects all Democrats. Why would it do that? That part remains unclear. Part of it is because it is obvious that Democrats care so much more for the workin’ man, but apparently no one asked the workin’ men because the workin’ man voted for The Donald.  Also, people really care that the weather in a century might be slightly warmer, so there’s that. None of these are really good reasons. Their warplan seems to be, “Wish hard, and it will be so.” 

A much more realistic scenario is the country splitting apart, probably with some level of violence. That’s not a wish, though that won’t stop the liberal liars from claiming it is. Ignore what they say and watch what they do. Liberals are repudiating the entire idea of rights and democracy in favor of an ideology that embraces their own elite rule by decree. That they admit that it is impossible to reconcile our rights and our self-determination with their lust for unchallenged power is the one accurate thing in the liberal “civil war” game plan. 

They are correct when they say “[i]n this current period of American politics, at this juncture in our history, there’s no way that a bipartisan path provides the way forward.” Yep, true. They are also correct when they observe that, “America today does exhibit some of the core elements that move a society from what normally is the process of working out political differences toward the slippery slope of civil war.” Yep, also true, and it ought to scare the hell out of them.

A whole lot of heartache and strife could easily be avoided if they really were as smart as they think they are, rather than as ignorant and bullheaded as they believe us to be.

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On safari

It’s about damned time somebody did this.

My editors had given me this assignment as something of a lark. The idea: Just as reporters from New York and D.C. trek into Trump Country to visit greasy spoons and other corners of Real America™ to measure support for the candidate, I’d venture from Trump Country to the most stereotypical bastions of coastal liberal elitism, and ask the people I met whether they still support Hillary Clinton. An innocent abroad, I would leave Hamilton County, Indiana, a deep-red suburb north of Indianapolis that Trump won by nearly 20 points, the kind of place where the Koch brothers are presently carpet-bombing Democrat Senator Joe Donnelly with $2 million in television and digital ads for his vote against the Tax Cuts and Jobs Act. Once on the decadent East Coast, I would luxuriate in its undiluted upscale liberal consensus at bookstores, wine bars, cafes and other Blue State institutions peopled by NPR tote-bagging sophisticates. Perhaps I’d drop in on something activist-y, a meeting of Resistance types. It was a trip that would take me across three states, from a food co-op in Brooklyn to an unabashedly liberal bookstore in Bethesda, all in counties Clinton won by at least 60 percent or more of the vote.

You know going in that there’s no way that such an intrepid trek across a bizarre alien landscape could result in anything less than sidesplitting hilarity. And so it is. But the most important point comes early on; it’s one you CF long-timers will be quite familiar with.

Continue reading “On safari”

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Whatever happened to that “reset button,” anyway?

The Democrat-Socialist soft coup might exact a heavier cost than just the annoying Mueller circus itself. Its unanticipated consequences could wreak grave harm indeed, and not just domestically.

Russia is acting again as a great power. And she sees us as a nation that slapped away her hand, extended in friendship in the 1990s, and then humiliated her by planting NATO on her front porch.

Yet, what is also clear is that Putin hoped and believed that, with the election of Trump, Russia might be able to restore respectful if not friendly relations with the United States.

Clearly, Putin wanted that, as did Trump.

Yet, with the Beltway hysteria over hacking of the DNC and John Pedestal emails, and the Russophobia raging in this capital, we appear to be paralyzed when it comes to engaging with Russia.

The U.S. political system, said Putin this week, “has been eating itself up.” Is his depiction that wide of the mark?

What is the matter with us?

Oh, I wouldn’t say us necessarily. It’s the Democrat Socialists and their too-expedient, self-serving RUSSIARUSSIARUSSIA freakout who have damaged any chance we might have had at greater rapprochement with Russia.

Particularly encouraging early on, to me anyway, was Trump’s overture towards Russia regarding possible mutual effort against ISIS. Such a cooperative effort might well have turned out to be world-altering in all kinds of positive ways; at the very least, it would have yielded real, tangible benefit in the struggle against Muslim terrorism. It provided razor-edged contrast to Hillary’s amateurish, meaningless “reset” and Barky’s clueless blundering about trying bootlessly to gain undeserved respect from an experienced, tough-minded leader who knew damned well what kind of contemptible lightweight he was dealing with.

But we haven’t heard the slightest peep out of a living soul about Trump’s proposal now, and we won’t for the foreseeable future. That praiseworthy idea was killed aborning by petty, short-sighted power-grubbing on the part of a passel of sleazy political operators bereft of any regard whatsoever for the best interests of the nation…or the wider world.

Russia will never be America’s bosom chum or some kind of sister-nation; global politics don’t work that way, and never will. Russia has its own national interests to pursue just as we have ours, and those interests must necessarily conflict on occasion. But that doesn’t mean they can’t become merely a competitor rather than an adversary—and on some matters an ally, if perhaps not as trusted a one as, say, Britain or Israel.

Maybe if those clumsy, foolish Dem-Soc juveniles and their maneuvering receive the crushing repudiation they so richly deserve this fall, Trump can at last get on with the grown-up task of doing serious business over serious matters with serious men—a task he’s proven, time and again throughout his adult life, to be quite adept at.

Be sure to read the whole thing; Buchanan lays out his usual strong argument, backed by a heaping helping of historical reminder to boot.

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THIS is the “Ruling Class”?

A nation bureaucracy of pussies.



Yeah, these whimpering little twerps can surely be relied upon to do the tough job of protecting US interests in a dangerous world.

(Via Ace)

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“What kind of political party gets thrilled about economic bad news and upset at economic good news?”

A losing one.

Something has changed. And better still, these good numbers for Trump are a trend. For the rest of us, the trend is your friend.

The reason he’s up, despite the Beltway’s over-covered supposed turmoil at the White House, and the Russia,Russia,Russia obsession of the leftwing press, is not hard to discern. Job creation just hit the 300,000 mark, a number we have not seen in about a decade. Taxes went down – and they went down hard for almost everyone. Factories and their jobs are returning to the states. Workforce participation is growing. And get a load of this one, from the Wall Street Journal:

U.S. Household Net Worth Pushes Further Into Record Territory

Oh yeah. What it means is exactly what Democrats think it means: Bad news for them. Get a load of Axios’s headline on one of its top features for today:

New peril for moderate Dems: Voters happy with Trump’s economy

Peril? We’re supposed to be concerned because these people face the prospect of losing their grip on power? No great blue wave? Because they had their chance to create a good economy through free market reforms, and they blew it? What kind of political party gets thrilled about economic bad news and upset at economic good news?

Just Democrats. These clowns held nearly all of the political power dating from 2006 through the Obama years and had all the opportunity in the world to enact free market reforms such as President Trump has. Cut taxes, cut regulations, cut bureaucrats? They could have done that, because free market ideas belong to anyone who wants to give them a go, not just Republicans, yet somehow they didn’t. And now they’re unhappy about how numbers work. Do they really think voters should love them despite the bad economy they created?

Nah, not so much that. They think voters should shut up, acknowledge the Left’s higher intelligence and moral superiority, and meekly accept our role as helpless cogs in their clanking, sputtering Rule By Expert machine until such time as they figure out some way to make the infernal contraption run smoothly at last.

It won’t be long now. We promise. Trust us. THIS TIME FOR SURE!

The Axios headline quoted above is actually correct in part: they are in peril—peril most dire and deserved, stemming from the fact that there really ARE no “moderate Democrats” anymore. Unless they somehow find a way to convincingly become pretty much everything they aren’t now, the Democrat Socialists are finished. The pathetically fatuous article I did an old-fashioned fisking of the other day declaring that “It’s time to give socialism a try!” tells you all you need to know about just how likely they are to find it.

On the contrary, Proggy McDemocrat obviously much prefers to double down on delusion. The Democrat Socialists don’t seem able to perceive that their problem isn’t Trump, nor even his supporters. Nor is it racism, misogyny, homophobia, xenophobia, or Islamophobia. It isn’t Collusion. It isn’t HATE™, BIGOTRY™, or FEAR™. It isn’t Corporate Greed, nor is it any other convenient scapegoat they can dream up. It’s them.

It’s a tough admission to have to make, sure. No one enjoys having to admit error about even small things. If they’re to regain power, shitlibs have to face up to being wrong about absolutely EVERYTHING. Such a monumental admission must come despite the unshakeable conviction that they’re RIGHT, that they’re SMART, that they’re the only ones qualified to micromanage the affairs of a vast lowing herd too benighted to act in their own best interests. It requires humility from the most insufferably arrogant among us, intellectual flexibility from the most rigid of ideologues, tolerance from the intolerant. It requires contrition from people who think everybody else owes THEM an apology for screwing them over and failing to appreciate them.

Reality sure is a brass-plated bitch, ain’t it, Lefty? No wonder you guys shun it like vampires shun sunlight. Bottom line: when good news for the country is bad news for your party, you’re doing it wrong. And it will assuredly wreck you in the end.

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What, this again?

Stupid: unfixable.

It’s time to give socialism a try

No it isn’t. It’s time for you to rethink a few things, admit a few things—LEARN a few things. The rest of us are way ahead of you, and we’re getting a little tired of waiting for the short bus to finally catch up.

Astoundingly, this WaPo op-ed seems not to be parody or satire. It’s really kind of pitiful at this point; the stubborn fools really, truly have nothing else. NOTHING. The Left is so completely mired in the gooey morass of pure folly they couldn’t be dug out with a backhoe. All they can think to do is keep eyes dutifully averted from their ideology’s manifest failures, hoping against hope the rest of us don’t see, and just…go right on regurgitating the same tired, irrelevant crap.

In the United States, we’ve arrived at a pair of mutually exclusive convictions: that liberal, capitalist democracies are guaranteed by their nature to succeed and that in our Trumpist moment they seem to be failing in deeply unsettling ways.

“Failing,” is it? Oh sure, your ideology is, but that “Trumpist moment” you so bitterly lament sure ain’t. With unemployment at record lows; incomes rising; businesses bringing money, jobs, and opportunity back from overseas tax shelters; the stock market soaring to previously undreamed of heights; and even manufacturing showing signs of reviving? If this is failure, we’ll take more of it, please.

For liberals — and by this I mean inheritors of the long liberal tradition, not specifically those who might also be called progressives —

Boy, talk about splitting hairs, about distinctions without a difference. Here’s a more honest interpretation: “Liberal makes meaningless distinction in hopes of appearing more moderate…while promoting socialism.” Pull the other one, hon, it has a bell on it.

efforts to square these two notions have typically combined expressions of high anxiety with reassurances that, if we only have the right attitude, everything will set itself aright.

Which is nothing but more of the usual: if we only wish hard enough, all our totalitarian dreams will finally come true! The anxiety is fitting enough, though: they’ve failed over and over, we’ve seen through them at last, and so we elected someone to undo the damage their Golden Idol did. He’s doing so unexpectedly quickly, with positive results evident to all and undeniable by the mentally sound among us.

Lefty’s only response so far: A) complain bitterly about a reviving economy, more people working, and more money in people’s pockets, and B) insist—nay, demand!—that we go back to their hapless floundering about IMMEDIATELY—that we turn the reins back over to them so they can drive us right back into the liberal sinkhole for good.

Hanging on and hoping for the best is certainly one approach to rescuing the best of liberalism from its discontents,

Its failures, you mean. Its innumerable, almost boringly predictable, colossal failures.

but my answer is admittedly more ambitious: It’s time to give socialism a try.

And there it is again: the only POSSIBLE solution to the failure of liberalism is…MORE LIBERALISM. In some quarters also referred to as “doubling down on stupid.”

But my sense is that while Sullivan, Mounk and all the other concerned liberal observers are right that something is wrong with the state of American liberalism, the problem is much deeper than they allow.

Oh, you bet your sweet bippy it is.

I don’t think business-as-usual but better is enough to fix what’s broken here. I think the problem lies at the root of the thing, with capitalism itself.

How very…insightful. American liberalism—violently, viscerally opposed to capitalism like a drowning man is opposed to more water—is in trouble, and the problem is…umm, capitalism.

Jeez, can’t you guys even be somewhat coherent? It’s like you’re not even trying anymore. You’re all just phoning it in.

In fact, both Sullivan’s and Mounk’s complaints — that Americans appear to be isolated, viciously competitive, suspicious of one another and spiritually shallow;

According to who, exactly? You miserable elitist tapeworms in your exorbitantly-priced urban ratholes, quivering in terror at the nascent American renaissance? You surely can’t be talking about normal Americans, who are in the main living contentedly in quiet, peaceful homes surrounded by loving families; perhaps competitive but by no means viciously so; suspicious not of each other but of YOU and your ilk, their would-be masters, and quite rightly too; comforted and enriched by the Christian faith you deride and mock from the depths of your mindless ignorance—while you yourselves provide a near-comical example of true spiritual shallowness by mindlessly chasing after every fad guru, shaman, mystic, quack, crackpot, or plain charlatan who knows an easy mark when he sees a city full of them.

You flock to the bookstores and lecture halls in search of, well, whatever. But the peace you gain is fleeting, the comfort insubstantial, the contentment illusory—because you have no faith. Your egotism and narcissism will not allow you to relinquish their primacy and subsume yourself in humble acceptance of a higher power. Such sad excuses for “spirituality” are merely a game, an empty ritual bereft of meaning and incapable of imparting wisdom. Because in the end, try as you might, you just can’t bring yourself to really, truly believe. Your vanity condemns you to a pursuit that is eternal, and eternally fruitless, with the only reward at the end of it all being…nothingness.

The Christian faithful you so despise, while perhaps now and then harboring doubts as their faith is tested by life’s travails, are much happier than you’ll ever manage to be. Which, deep down in the place you don’t talk about at parties, is the real reason you despise them.

we are anxiously looking for some kind of attachment to something real and profound in an age of decreasing trust and regard — seem to be emblematic of capitalism, which encourages and requires fierce individualism,

Okay, that’s fair enough. And not a bad thing, either.

self-interested disregard for the other,

Which I suppose would be why America leads the world in charitable giving and volunteerism, and why conservatives (i.e. supporters of capitalism) far outstrip liberals in philanthropy here at home.

and resentment of arrangements into which one deposits more than he or she withdraws.

Right. Be sure to note all the “resentment” at the next church-sponsored soup kitchen, charity bake sale, or paper drive you attend. Why, they’re a veritable boiling cauldron of “resentment,” they are.

Clueless dimwit.

Capitalism is an ideology that is far more encompassing than it admits, and one that turns every relationship into a calculable exchange. Bodies, time, energy, creativity, love — all become commodities to be priced and sold. Alienation reigns. There is no room for sustained contemplation and little interest in public morality; everything collapses down to the level of the atomized individual.

More ignorant horseshit. No room for contemplation? Little interest in public morality? Well, that last might be true in a minor way; what most of us have is a willingness to live and let live, to let others walk their own path without interference from us. To leave people the hell alone, in other words. Which is the one thing so-called liberals can never, ever do.

Not to be confused for a totalitarian nostalgist, I would support a kind of socialism that would be democratic and aimed primarily at decommodifying labor, reducing the vast inequality brought about by capitalism, and breaking capital’s stranglehold over politics and culture.

“Not to be confused for a totalitarian nostalgist, I would like to advocate nostalgic totalitarianism.” Whereupon we descend into Mark-1, Mod-0 liberal adolescent fantasy. To wit: juvenile shallowness masquerading as Deep Thought, pie-in-the-sky nitwittery indulging pretentions to profundity.

“Democratic”? The People spoke loudly enough last election, rejecting you utterly. Your petulant refusal to accept the results of democracy has been shoved in our faces without cessation ever since. “Decommodifying labor”? To quote the old joke from Soviet Russia: “we pretend to work, and they pretend to pay us.” “Inequality”? An immutable fact of life on this planet—one that, if approached with the right attitude, can serve as an inspiration to better one’s lot. “Breaking capital’s stranglehold” etc? NEVER going to happen. EVER. It most certainly never did in any previous doomed attempt at socialism, and it won’t with yours either.

The entirety of this dim bulb’s stinking pile of rhetorical desperation does accomplish one useful thing, I admit. It establishes beyond doubt the unassailable veracity of yet another reality of human life, namely: Some people never learn.

You keep right on dreamin’ your sweet, sweet dreams, honey. There’ll always be plenty of grown-ups solidly grounded in reality around, willing and able to counter fantasist codswallop with 24-karat truth…and to protect American prosperity and freedom from the monsters under the Left side of the bed.

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Self-beclownment nonpareil

If there’s an Olympic Gold Medal for incandescent stupidity, Palsied Pelousi just won it. Hands down, no contest.

House Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi put forth a new idea for border security, arguing that “mowing the grass” in some areas could be sufficient instead of building a wall.

In an interview with the Arizona Republic, Pelosi (D-Calif.) said she “is not the biggest advocate” for President Trump’s long-promised wall as part of a negotiation on a fix for Dreamers.

“Let’s talk about where a more serious structure might be necessary, where fencing will do or mowing the grass so people can’t be smuggled through the grass,” she proposed, also mentioning adding levees, technology and personnel to enhance border security. 

Ace helpfully provides a few pictures of these areas, which are of course barren desert with not one blade higher than a toddler’s ankle in evidence. I ask you, isn’t it about time this blibbering, senile old coot was put away in some sort of home—by force, if necessary? For her own safety, if for no other reason.

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Bringing the hate

The feeling is mutual.

The Strzoks and Pages, the Clintons and Obamas have all made it abundantly clear that they don’t like the America they see around them. They don’t like where it came from or the people who live here. The ruling class makes no secret of it: they hate you.

…compare the slogans of the Left to their candid public and private statements.

The Rhetoric

Love trumps hate.
Hope and change.
“Hate is not a family value.”
Tolerance.
Diversity
Coexist

The Reality

Sleazy
Entitled
“Buttf*** Texas”
Hillbillies
Bitter clingers
Deplorables
Irredeemable

The sense of entitlement and open disdain of this country’s counterfeit elites is dangerous. Early in the Obama Administration, it led to weaponizing the IRS against political rivals. That manifest wrong was never punished and it emboldened ruling class Democrats in the FBI to lie to the FISA court so they could spy on the Trump campaign for the benefit of Hillary Clinton.

The unfolding political corruption is just the public manifestation of a deeper social and political crisis that strikes at the heart of our ability to maintain a system of constitutional self-government. George Washington addressed his countrymen as “friends and citizens” in his Farewell Address. The ruling class doesn’t want that. They don’t want citizens, much less friends. They want subjects.

Actually, the hate doesn’t bother me so much; as I said, it’s reciprocated from here, in full measure and with bells on, and I can’t honestly say I’d have it any other way. No, it’s the contempt that’s galling. Knowing that such inferior, incompetent, insufferable schmucks are so ganked up in their diseased thought processes as to actually despise the very people who make their parasitism possible (and who pay the damned bills for their shit-witted fuck-uppery, too) by keeping the country running in spite of their constant gumming of the works is what’s intolerable, if you ask me.

Then again, we DO keep right on paying the bills for them, without anything other than a little verbal complaint about it, mostly muttered betwixt ourselves instead of screamed in their faces. Since to date not one of their empty heads has been mounted on a DC pike where it might actually do some good for once, could be they’re right in thinking of us as a bunch of dopes and suckers, sheep there for the fleecing.

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Fred Reed: what happened?

Aesop rips Fred a new one.

So, in short, get off of Mexico’s dick, they can’t be paying you enough to shill for this sort of nonsense. Just get used to the idea that we’ll soon be stopping your wife’s cousins and nephews from coming here, the remittances will stop, and then you’ll be living in a Third world shithole smack dab in the middle of another revolution, and you’re the gringo in that guacamole.
 
Might want to step away from the keyboard, and work on your tan, amigo.

Read the rest; it’s nothing short of brutal. As y’all CF lifers know, I was always a big fan of Fred’s, excerpting and linking him here many times over many years. But with the advent of the Trumpening he, like so many others, lapsed almost immediately into a particularly virulent strain of NeverTrumptardia, with the most prominent symptom being his howling, obsessive outrage over the very idea of the US reasserting control over its own borders.

It looks like there’s very little hope of recovery from the deadly flat spin Fred is in, which is too bad, really; I do miss the old funnier, saner Fred now and then. But hey, whatcha gonna do?

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Weakness and defeat

Who woulda ever thunk their odor could be so pleasant?

We wouldn’t take Pelosi seriously, because it’s impossible to truly do so. After all, she’s completely crazy and it’s obvious to anyone who bothers to observe both the gibberish emanating from her lips and the unstable body language surrounding it. Except that the unhinged sentiments she offered as a reaction to the passage of a bill which will provide a tax cut to 80 percent of the American public aren’t just hers. They belong to the entire Democratic Party.

Chuck Schumer, upon the bill’s passage, declared that it will be “an anchor to the ankles of every Republican” in next year’s midterm elections.

Oh, OK, Chuck.

Smell that? It smells like desperation and weakness, doesn’t it? It also smells like impending defeat. Pelosi and Schumer can smell it, regardless of the lies they tell themselves and their supporters.

Schumer’s prognostication isn’t off to a very good start. On the very day the bill reached final passage, AT&T announced it was giving 200,000 of its employees $1,000 bonuses and making $1 billion in capital investment. Likewise, Boeing announced it would let loose $300 million in investments — $100 million in corporate philanthropy, $100 million in increased training for its workers and another $100 million in facilities investment — as a direct result of the tax reform plan.

“On behalf of all our stakeholders, we applaud and thank Congress and the administration for their leadership in seizing this opportunity to unleash economic energy in the United States,” said Boeing CEO Dennis Muilenburg. “It’s the single most important thing we can do to drive innovation, support quality jobs and accelerate capital investment in our country.”

That’s one hell of an anchor, eh Chuck?

But wait, there’s more. Also Wednesday was Cincinnati-based Fifth Third Bancorp’s announcement that some 13,500 employees would be receiving $1,000 bonuses and all bank employees would be moving to a minimum wage of $15 per hour — an indication that Trump and the Republicans in Congress appear more effective in achieving a $15 minimum wage than the Democrats who bloviated about passing a law to that effect have ever managed. That’s a similar announcement to the one Wells Fargo made, also raising the company minimum wage to $15 and further pledging $400 million in increased philanthropy. And not to be outdone, Comcast, which is in merger talks with AT&T, is now saying they’re going to make $50 billion in infrastructure investments while also giving some 100,000 non-executive employees $1,000 bonuses.

No political capital in any of that, right Chuck?

The one major concern about the effects of the tax reform plan for Republicans might be that it could spell the end of Schumer and Pelosi as the Democrats’ leaders in the Senate and House, respectively, and the Democrats might replace them with someone sane and competent.

No worries. I mean, where the hell is anybody gonna find sanity and competence among the Democrat Socialists? Fauxcahontas? Bernie? Wasserman-Schvantz? Weiner? The seemingly endless Perv Parade of Democrat-Socialist gropers, grabbers, weenie-waggers, public pud-pullers, and rapists? Hillary!™, for Christ’s sake? Look all you care to, but it just ain’t there.

Nope, STILL not tired of all the winning yet. After the long, bitter years of Republicrat collusion, I find it intoxicating, and highly addictive.

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“Take the streets”

Go ahead and try, you fat schlub.

The federal government’s former ethics czar says he is “stocking up” on “gear” in order to “take the streets” in the event that President Trump removes Robert Mueller as special counsel.

“I’m concerned the assault on the rule of law is coming over the holidays when we’re distracted. It‘ll be a defining moment for the Republic,” Walter Shaub wrote on Twitter on Friday.

Backwards, boyo: the assault on the rule of law has been going on for a year, and is what canning Mueller and ending his fishing expedition would put a quick halt to. But this blustering blowhard IS right about one thing: it will in fact be a defining moment for the (former) Republic. Or a redefining one, with any luck.

Aside: ethics czar? Wait, what, there is one? If so, this is clearly a department that needs to be one of the very first targets of Trump’s program of cutting government. Obviously, it has failed completely in its mission, is accomplishing nothing whatsoever, and amounts to nothing more than wasted dollars for a job that simply ain’t getting done. Its demise would be noticed by no one other than those who “work” there, whose busy day consists mostly of two-hour lunches followed by three-hour naps.

Shaub, an Obama appointee who quit his position earlier this year in protest against Trump, circulated a advertisement for an event sponsored by MoveOn.org, the left-wing activist group.

Of course. Of fucking course.

Elsewhere in the article, (rump)Schwab busies himself denying that any threat of the Left’s usual violent rioting is either expressed or implied by his pledge to “gear up and “take the streets,” which I’m guessing he’s actually being truthful about. I mean, looking at the picture of the bloated bureaucrat, he wouldn’t be capable of marching much of anywhere at all, far less kicking any ass should he manage to get to wherever it is he thinks he’s going.

I’d guess attempting (not that he ever would) no more than half a flight of stairs without the assistance of several stout fellows would leave Blaub in extremis similar to Hillary!™s famous life-or-death staircase struggle: huffing, puffing, and blowing like the Big Bad Wolf—clutching his chest for several agonized minutes, sweating right through his cheap suit, and frenetically punching up 911 on his ketchup-glazed cell phone for an ambulance.

Hell, any “march” less leisurely and more demanding than the one from the back of the line at Burger King to the cash register just might croak him. Mercifully, his several chins could be counted on to cushion his fall and protect his face somewhat should he keel over, allowing for an open casket should they find one oversized enough to suit. Cramming Schlob’s corpulent carcass into the meat wagon after his thunderous collapse might pose a bit of a problem, yeah, but I’m sure the local paramedics have seen this guy in similar straits before, and have developed strategies for coping with it by now. They may even have found room in the county budget for a forklift, who knows.

But hey, he’s got the younger, better-conditioned millennial AntiFa fascists to rely on for all his thuggery needs, right? They can attack individuals in packs and break stuff as usual, then he can deflect all the blame onto them if asked; the media can sweep the melee under the “mostly peaceful” puff-piece rug, and all will remain well in Liberal Land.

“Take the streets.” Oh, sure. Anytime you feel froggy enough, big boy.

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Why no, I am NOT sick of all the winning yet

They’re not gone completely yet, of course, and will still eke out the occasional (mostly Pyhrric) win here and there. But in the end, what’s going to do them in and reduce them to shrieking-incoherent irrelevance for good is the necessity of having to explain to Americans just what it is about the very idea of making America great again they’re so violently opposed to.

Few things are better than watching the media weep in despair as President Trump continues to deliver on his promises. One of those things, however, is watching as the intellectually honest among them are forced to admit that he is winning.

And that is exactly what has been happening in recent weeks. Two of the largest and most biased media outlets, marching through vales of tears, admitted that President Trump, arguably, has kept more of his promises than any President in modern history.

The first of these delicious offerings is CNN’s “Donald Trump — Keeper of Promises.” Then, like an early Christmas present, came the second piece in the Huffington Post: “Sadly, Trump is Winning.”

Both articles highlight all of Trump’s major accomplishments and track how closely they line up to his promises on the campaign trail. And both delineate his accomplishments as occasion for lamentations which, of course, cannot ring as anything other than delightful music in the ears of Trump supporters.

CNN talks about how Trump has made good on his word to withdraw from the Trans Pacific Partnership (TPP) and the Paris Agreement, while also swiftly moving to renegotiate the North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA) and de-certify the Iran Deal. These were all bad deals for our country that Trump promised supporters he would renegotiate, and he is doing that. After fighting the courts for months, his travel ban has finally been fully implemented. Most recently, of course, he made the bold move of declaring Jerusalem to be the capital of Israel, much to the chagrin of the globalist elite and Islamists around the world. GDP growth has been soaring at levels of 3 percent or higher for the last several quarters, and the stock market continues to reach for the sky, with its latest milestone being 24,000.

The Huffington Post piece makes clear, even in the title, that Trump’s success is an occasion for their mourning; yet even they can no longer deny that by Trump’s metrics, he is winning.

By Trump’s metrics? By ANYBODY’S metrics, seems to me, whether they have America’s best interests in mind or—as with CNN, PuffHo, and every other Jurassic Media establishment, along with the NeverEverEverTrumptard cucks and their Democrat Socialist partners—very evidently not.

They just can’t help themselves, and they can’t hide what they are anymore. Chickens, home to roost, baby.

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Nutroots neutrality

I’m afraid I’m gonna have to stretch fair use pretty badly once again here, but it’s just too hilarious a self-beclowning not to.

MSNBC anchor Ali Velshi got absolutely destroyed during an interview Thursday with former FCC commissioner Robert McDowell about net neutrality.

Velshi got increasingly frustrated throughout the interview, even getting angry at his guest at one point for citing the laws that govern internet regulation.

He responded to Velshi’s argument that repealing net neutrality might freeze out startups, reminding him that new tech companies like Facebook were created well before 2015.

“So, you have the Federal Trade Commission Act, for instance, you have the Clayton Act and the Sherman Act,” McDowell said. “Those are three very powerful federal statutes that kept the internet open and free prior to February of 2015.”

“What Title II [net neutrality] has done, in the wireless space anyway, is reduce investment in the past two years by 18 percent,” he continued. “We need about $300 billion over the next decade to build out [5G] networks and every independent Wall Street analyst I’ve spoken with says…the 1,000 requirements of Title II has created tremendous uncertainty.”

Velshi, watching his narrative slipping away right in front of his eyes, came up with a scenario where Facebook could subsidize faster internet speeds in exchange for preferential treatment, reducing competition in the overall marketplace.

“Section I and Section II of Sherman Act and Section III of Clayton Act…you just triggered all three of those sections,” McDowell smoothly responded. “That would be an anti-trust violation…that was against the law before February 2015 and it will be against the laws of today.”

Assholes like this ignorant putz simply don’t know what they’re talking about, on this or anything else. All they know is they never saw a government takeover they didn’t fully support. Which tells you all you’ll ever need to know about “net neutrality,” and about them. This part is especially delicious:

“Look, I just feel like we’re having a really unfair conversation here, I’m trying to have a conversation on the merits of the principle of unintended consequences,” Velshi whined. “And you’re dropping a lot of legal-ese.”

“The legal-ese is the merits though, Ali,” McDowell asserted. “That’s what’s at play here, and maybe you haven’t read these laws.”

“I’m very familiar with net neutrality,” Velshi snarked back. “I’m really not that familiar with being condescended to.”

Asshole says, condescendingly. As for that risible “legalese” codswallop, umm, well, you see…you’re talking about a FUCKING LAW here, Einstein; it ain’t just “the merits,” it is the ENTIRETY of the subject at hand. I’m guessing dipshit here just learned himself a new word this past week and tried it out prematurely in his eagerness to impress his fellow PMSNBC mouthbreathers, before he’d had a chance to get the meaning entirely straight.

Yeah, we really need to have the internet—or anything at all—in the clutches of wet-brained muttonheads like this doofus. Sheesh.

Be sure to read all of it, though; I didn’t do too badly with the fair use thing after all, there’s plenty more, and it’s all sidesplitting, right to the very end. Doesn’t hurt any that it’s a former FCC commish handling the beat-down duties, either. One would have to assume right out of the gate that the guy knows whereof he speaks just a LEETLE bit—certainly a damned sight more so than any PMSNBC clown ever will, anyway.

I swear, Velshi ought not to be allowed on the teewee at all without a bulbous red nose and a frightwig on. But then, you could say the same for the entire barnyard of PMSNBC subgenii, from Rachel Madcow on down.

Update! Schlichter wins the Innarnets:


It’s funny ’cause it’s true.

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Uniparty, cucks (BIRM) win big!

And they’re pissing themselves with joy over it.

Several establishment Republicans cheered as the Alabama Senate Republican candidate Judge Roy Moore lost to his Democratic opponent Doug Jones.

Here are some of the establishment Republicans who praised Roy Moore’s loss in the Alabama Senate race on Tuesday:

National Republican Senatorial Committee (NRSC) Chairman Cory Gardner (R-CO) said in a statement, “Tonight’s results are clear – the people of Alabama deemed Roy Moore unfit to serve in the U.S. Senate. I hope Senator-elect Doug Jones will do the right thing and truly represent Alabama by choosing to vote with the Senate Republican Majority.”

Republicans lost another lawmaker in their slim majority in the Senate. Now the GOP only controls 51 seats in the upper chamber of Congress.

Sen. Jeff Flake (R-AZ), who donated $100 to Doug Jones’ campaign, tweeted on Tuesday, “Decency wins.”

The Mitch McConnell-aligned Senate Leadership Fund cheered Moore’s loss in a statement, saying, “This is a brutal reminder that candidate quality matters regardless of where you are running. Not only did Steve Bannon cost us a critical Senate seat in one of the most Republican states in the country, but he also dragged the President of the United States into his fiasco.”

There’s more, all of it wretched and disgusting. My thought, though, is this: maybe the proper response is to keep right on giving the Republicrats what they seem to want most, by either staying the hell home or voting for Democrats in every election. Hey, it’s really the only way to promote those Real True Conservative Values™ you so cherish, right, cucks?

Oh, and make no mistake, this WAS a “victory” for the Unitards and their campaign against Moore Trump:

The race came so close, write-in ballots could have decided Jones’ victory. Jones won with 49.9 percent of the vote, 671,151 votes. Moore still took 48.4 percent of the vote, 650,436 votes. A full 22,819 votes went to write-in candidates. It may be unreasonable to suggest every write-in voter might have pulled the lever for Moore, but if they had, the Republican would have won.

And let’s see, who was it again that suggested Real True Conservatives™ resort to a futile write-in attempt? Why, the bugmen, that’s who:

The trouble is there has never been a more stark choice for conservative voters. Roy Moore is staunchly pro-life, while Doug Jones wants to put abortion mills in the nation’s grammar schools. Moore is an immigration patriot, while Jones is an open borders absolutist. Moore is a social conservative, while Jones embraces the Progressive social agenda. Of course, the big issue is that Moore will be a reliable vote for Trump’s judicial nominees, while Jones will be another vote against anyone to the right of Chuck Schumer.

This glaringly obvious set of facts presents a problem when trying to convince conservatives to not vote for Moore. The first card played by the bugmen is always to dismiss the target as unqualified. That was the game they played with Trump, dismissing him as a reality TV star. In the case of Roy Moore, they keep insisting that he has wacky ideas about the law and government. Unsurprisingly, that’s the first point in that French column. David French is not clever enough to be anything but ham-handed in his work.

If they cannot use their claims to authority as a means to dismiss the target, they resort to character assassination. This was the tactic they tried on Trump, by trying to paint him as a sexual predator and abuser of women. Somewhat comically, the bugmen played this card on Moore, planting absurd stories about him from 40 years ago. Bugmen lack a spine, as well as a soul, so they just assume everyone is as weak-willed as they are, when it comes to standing up to pressure. They always get this wrong.

In the end, the only thing left for these guys is to lie, and that is the one thing that comes naturally to them. Somewhat amusingly, French finishes his column with:

Anyone who tells you that your choice is limited to pro-abortion Doug Jones or an incompetent, unfit apparent child abuser like Roy Moore is simply lying to you. If you are a faithful conservative, you can write in a different name or stay home. You can reject the choice served up by the plurality of Alabama GOP primary voters and simply say, “If you want my vote, you have to do better.”

Gee, funny how I don’t remember these useless, fork-tongued cucks making any such assertion when they were attempting to cram McStain or Romney down our throats only a few years back. Oh well, onwards:

Elections in America are almost always binary choices. This election is a binary choice between the Democrat and the Republican. If conservatives listen to the bugmen and stay home, Jones will win. That’s how it works. The inescapable logic of French’s argument is that he wants Jones to win. He lacks the guts to say it, but that’s what he is doing. The whole point of his effort against Moore, and the work of other bugmen his handlers have deployed, is to damage Moore so that Jones is able to win the election.

That’s the irony of these efforts. Conservatism is, if nothing else, a practical acceptance of the world as it is. The choice in an election is between two less than ideal options. If there is ever a time when you have the perfect candidate in a race, it means you are dead and are in heaven, where you get to vote for Jesus Christ. On this earth, the choice is always between two flawed men. French’s argument, in addition to being childish and stupid, is the exact opposite of the conservative position with regards to political choices.

Moral nullities like French like to bang on about their principles. He has the habit of posting pictures of himself from when he was a rear echelon guy in Iraq. It’s a cheap tactic he learned from John McCain. He’s the type of guy Ralph Waldo Emerson had in mind when he wrote, “The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.” That’s because the talk of principles from bugmen like French is just another tool of the trade. His job is (to) promote the interests of his masters. That’s the life of every soulless bugman.

Indeed it is. Incredibly enough, perennial losers like French—flush with this “victory” and made cocky by the back-to-the-future renewal of their Washington Generals relationship with the Democrat Socialist Globetrotters—are now puffing out their sunken chests (covered in ribbons and medals from their heroic REMF JAG-lawyer service in Bumfuckistan, where on a clear day they could almost hear the bullets flying at better men than they) and proudly declaring their intention to “retake” the Senate seat in 2020 with a Real True Conservative™ candidate, someone much more amenable to pretending to “fight back” against the Democrat Socialists while nobly losing every battle. Because Principles, you guys.

Unfortunately for them, their next chosen Potemkin warrior will assuredly be smeared the same way Moore was, leaving the bugmen slackjawed, confused, and helpless to respond. This flummoxed condition will hold indefinitely, at least until the rest of us are finally forced to admit that real change is unachievable under our squalid and corrupt system until a viable third party is established, thereby creating an effective work-around nullifying future bugman skullduggery.

Unfortunately for the rest of us, it’s far more likely that we’ll see Civil War v2.0 first, which has now been made almost inevitable by yesterday’s demonstration that there is no voting our way out of this mess. Thankfully, the bloodbath will probably have the effect of washing the DC gutters clean of said corruption and squalor, if nothing else. And then along will come the ever-reliable David French and his Shitweasel Squad or their successors, to consolidate another Pyrrhic “victory” by bravely shooting the wounded.

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Build the damned wall NOW

Wow. Just…wow.

Donald Trump Jr lead a group of outraged politicians and right-wing commentators after the Mexican illegal immigrant who admitted to shooting Kate Steinle in the back while she was walking with her father on a San Francisco pier was found not guilty of second-degree murder.

‘What a disgrace,’ the president’s oldest son tweeted late Thursday night after attending the White House tree lighting ceremony.

‘Don’t let the rest of the country become California. If this isn’t a wake call up (sic) to reasonable and law abiding people I don’t know what is.’

Jose Ines Garcia Zarate was charged with second-degree murder and assault with a deadly weapon. Though he admitted to shooting the 32-year-old in the back on July 1, 2015, he said the gun went off accidentally.

He was also not found guilty of involuntary manslaughter or assault with a firearm, and was only convicted on being a felon in possession of a weapon. Garcia Zarate now faces between 16 months and three years in state prison, and US immigration officials have said he will be deported.

Again. For all the good it will do.

Before the shooting Garcia Zarate had been deported five times and served federal prison time for illegally re-entering the United States. He had also been released from the San Francisco jail about three months before the shooting, despite a request by federal immigration authorities to detain him for further deportation proceedings.

San Francisco is a so-called sanctuary city that bars city officials from cooperating with federal immigration deportation efforts.

Thereby rendering this blunt statement from Don Jr perfectly fair and accurate:

Don Jr also blamed the verdict on democrats. Responding to a question Charlie Kirk posed in a tweet about how ‘an illegal alien can kill someone and walk away,’ Don Jr responded ‘Liberals…and the general lack of common sense so prevalent amongst them.’

Precisely so, and undeniable.

And now, thanks to the damnfool Left’s recalcitrant obstinacy, Steinle’s anguished parents see their grief compounded, their nightmare permanently extended, and must relinquish forever even the dimmest hope of ever seeing justice done for this entirely preventable crime. Progressivist nitwits better hope that the amount of blood on their hands is never recognized by sane Americans, nor the very real damage done to all of us by their folly and foolishness…lest it be made legal to hunt them down in the streets, and a bounty placed on their empty heads.

Via Ed, who quite rightly asks: “WANT MORE TRUMP, CALIFORNIA? HEADLINES LIKE THIS WILL GET YOU MORE TRUMP.” And it damned well ought to, too.

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Some “empire”

Steyn is thankful for the “evil” American hegemon, and points out that a lot of other people around the world have reason to be too.

Thanksgiving is an American holiday, but over the years I’ve suggested the foreign chappies ought to raise a cheer or three, too. This is from 2007:

On this Thanksgiving the rest of the world ought to give thanks to American national sovereignty, too. When something terrible and destructive happens – a tsunami hits Indonesia, an earthquake devastates Pakistan – the US can project itself anywhere on the planet within hours and start saving lives, setting up hospitals and restoring the water supply. Aside from Britain and France, the Europeans cannot project power in any meaningful way anywhere… If America were to follow the Europeans and maintain only a shriveled attenuated residual military capacity, the world would very quickly be nastier and bloodier, and far more unstable. It’s not just Americans and Iraqis and Afghans who owe a debt of thanks to the US soldier but all the Europeans grown plump and prosperous in a globalized economy guaranteed by the most benign hegemon in history.

On the radio Hugh Hewitt asked me about that:

HH: I was struck, has any other empire ever done so much for, with so little expectation in return?
MS: No, and that’s because America isn’t an empire. And one can have arguments about that. And some of us draw the conclusion from the last six years – Max Boot, and to a certain extent, Don Rumsfeld, and fellows like Niall Ferguson – that America, in a sense, needs to develop more of the conventional attributes of empire. But Americans don’t have an imperialist bone in their body. And they just give to the world. They give to the world. Who is it, when the tsunami strikes, who is it who comes in and restores the water supply? It’s an American task force. The U.N. will accept your checks. People in Ireland, people in Norway, wrote plenty of checks when the tsunami struck. But the people who get there on the ground and save lives, and provide shelter, and restore the water supply, are the Americans and a few other countries. It’s a very select group… You know, when you drive around seeing those cars saying “it’ll be a great day when the school district has all the money it needs, and the Pentagon has to start to hold bake sales”, well, if the Pentagon has to hold bake sales, all those people are going to die when the tsunami strikes, when the earthquake strikes Pakistan. It’s that infrastructure that enables America to help the world.

All of which makes the never-ending Progressivist denunciation of America as the sole source of all the world’s ills—a greedy, rapacious monster out to impoverish and oppress all the world’s downtrodden—just that much more puzzling, and annoying. But then, there’s a reason for their myopic hostility, and it’s…kind of sad.

Why is it so hard for the left to be thankful? The answer is as easy as pumpkin pie. The left is a movement built on resentment. And resentment and gratitude are opposing emotions.

That is why the left really hates Thanksgiving.

The revisionist autopsies of American history and the guides to sensitively calling your uncle a racist are about substituting resentment for thankfulness. Whether it’s a family getting together once a year, the Pilgrims and the Indian tribesmen breaking bread or the White House press corps being asked to talk about the good things in their lives, a moment of thankfulness has to be ruined with resentment.

Resentment is the force that gives the left meaning.

What animates the left is the conviction that everything (except their own tastes, preferences and opinions) is terrible and must be reformed until it too is like them. America is racist, homophobic, transphobic, Islamophobic, arachnophobic and claustrophobic. Every second the prison-industrial complex is gunning down drug dealers for no other reason than the color of their skin (and the guns in their hands), the military-industrial complex is bombing countries full of terrorists just because of the color of their skin, and the turkey-industrial complex is destroying the environment.

The militant lefty is an overgrown brat who never made the emotional transition from the funk of total unfairness that teenagers inhabit to the appreciation for life of the mature adult. Picking a fight at the Thanksgiving table is exactly the sort of thing a teenage brat would do. That’s why there are a dozen guides telling lefties exactly how to pick an unwinnable fight whose only purpose is to ruin a meal.

The family argument isn’t an unfortunate side effect of leftist politics. It’s the whole point.

That is why the best antidote to leftist resentment is conservative thankfulness.

There are plenty of problems in our country and the world. But if we can’t stop to be thankful for the good things, we will sink into the same swamp of resentment as the left.

To be thankful is to be reminded of what we are fighting for. The resentful left doesn’t really fight for anything. Its resentful causes have no end point. There will never be a time when race relations, the environment, social mobility and caloric intakes are good enough for them to hang up their hats. The left maintains a perpetual state of crisis because it justifies a perpetual state of resentment.

The left isn’t actually fighting for anything. It’s fighting against things. Big things and little things. It’s fighting against America. And it’s fighting against families sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner.

Conservatives fight for the things in our lives that we value. And these are the very things that we are thankful for. Our gratitude reminds us of what we want to conserve. These include the tangible things, our families, our homes and our lives, and the intangible things, our freedoms and our traditions.

The left can’t be thankful because it can’t admit that there’s anything worth appreciating. Revolutionary movements don’t create, they destroy. But we can and should be thankful for what we conserve.

Thankfulness is not just a passive act. It’s a moving and transformative experience that changes us.

Choosing between gratitude and resentment is a fundamental personal and political choice. It defines how we respond to the challenges and blessings of life. And it shapes how we view our country.

Thanksgiving is the tradition of an optimistic and humble people. That is who Americans are.

The War on Thanksgiving is the campaign of a hostile leftist movement that is pessimistic and arrogant. Ruining Thanksgiving is its mission. And it isn’t out to win an argument, but to ruin an America tradition.

And that’s why I always say I can’t help but feel sorry for them, at least a little. Their obstinacy in the belief that human beings and the world are “perfectible” via enforced infliction of Leftist tyranny on all means that they can never be anything but frustrated and miserable. Even if they somehow achieved their most tenaciously-held desire, it wouldn’t work. It never has; it’s failed every time it’s been tried. It’s an inescapable consequence of embracing a worldview so completely at odds with observable reality.

So my sympathy is sharply attenuated, of course, by the knowledge that their misery is by their own misguided choice. That being the case, one can only admit that they deserve it.

I excerpted a goodish bit of Daniel’s piece here, but there’s still a lot more left, it’s all up to his usual impeccable standard, and you should definitely go read all it.

Update! WRSA gives thanks: “It could have been the first Thanksgiving of the Hillary Regime.

For me, I am grateful for my health and for not being in the woods for the last six months dodging Hillarybots.

Amen.

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Point, counterpoint

Our like-minded criminal co-conspirator SteveF, from our Partners In Hate over at DP, lays out a fine strategy countering all those “How to harangue your hoggish, drunken, fat, conservative relatives at Thanksgiving—because they’re stupidstupidstupid, and you’re so SMART!” articles targeted at neurotic, callow, obnoxious, ignorant, and inexplicably arrogant college kids we have to endure every damned year.

They’re sort of like the Terminator: They can’t be bargained with. They can’t be reasoned with. And they absolutely will not stop, ever.

Unlike the Terminator, progtards aren’t dangerous except in large groups or if they’re in position to ambush you from behind or to file a bogus complaint with your employer. Progtards are mostly pathetic, and they’re even more amusingly pathetic when they’re angry and self-righteous.

Herewith, a guide for dealing with the tard at the table.

And with that he’s off and running, leading to my favorite section:

Communism, Socialism, and Progressivism
Don’t miss the chance to bring up the repeated failures of socialism and its inbred kin. You can’t quite say that every progtard truly believes that socialism et al would make the world a better place, but if you did say that you’d be off by only a few. Note the comment above about getting the stupid knocked out of you — socialism and such are stupid ideas that sound like they should work, and they sure do appeal to the lazy and untalented and envious, and you don’t realize they don’t work until you’ve had the stupid knocked out of you by the real world. Students, educators, bureaucrats, and some other so-called adults who have lived their lives as hothouse flowers never quite learn that a lot of nice-sounding ideas don’t actually work.

“You know the amazing thing about socialism? It’s so good at destroying wealth that it doesn’t matter if everyone’s equal. They’re poorer than even the poor people in the oh-so-unequal capitalist countries.”

“No, I take that back. The most amazing thing about socialism and communism is the number of people they’ve killed.”

“Tell me, how many more times does socialism need to be tried before it’s ‘real’?”

“Have you ever noticed how often socialist countries have to be bailed out by capitalist countries after natural disasters? Why doesn’t it ever go the other way?”

“Socialized medicine. What a cute idea! Too bad it never works for long. Back in the 1980s, American socialists pointed at England’s national health system as the best example of how nationalized medicine would work for everyone. Then when that started to show problems, they started pointing to Canada. Canada’s socialized medicine had just started and looked good … until rationing and problems became obvious a few years later. Now anyone wanting to show an example of socialized medicine done right has to just lie about all the problems it has everywhere. But next time for sure, right?”

Lots more, including some really useful short takes in the “Keeping the poo flying” section.

Upon which I’ll seize the opportunity to wish all you fine folks out there a most joyous and bountiful Thanksgiving, just in case I forget to do it tomorrow. May all of you find yourselves with a long, long list of blessings to give thanks for, this and every year. And even if not, it’s been my habit since my blessed wife died to remind myself that we should always resist as best we can the urge to be bitter over what we’ve lost, and rather strive to be grateful for what we have. The one attitude will make for far more happiness and contentment than the other, guaranteed.

Update! Ace has one too, but I don’t think it’s as efficacious as SteveF’s is. Of course, it was originally posted way back before the Brat Left went completely loco and there remained some small hope in trying to blunt their dementia with a more gentle approach that took their crippling, destructive affliction into consideration.

Given that the progressive elder-children-yet-not-quite-adults you’ll be encountering this Thanksgiving (who I will henceforth refer to as “grownchildren”) will be armed to the teeth with Vox explainers and Obamacare propaganda, I herewith humbly submit these first sketches of a new branch of Lifemanship I call “Thankgivingmanship,” which I define as the gentle art of insulting the stupid without alerting them to the fact that they’ve been insulted at all.

It is the goal of the dedicated Thanksgivingman, then, to achieve the sublime art of giving offense without offense being taken.

My basic strategy is thus: It would be as rude of you as it is rude of your cretinous grownchildren kin to allow a Thanksgiving dinner into a stupid game of Rachel Maddow Talking Points and their rebuttals.

So, rather than confront the unemployed idiots who will be assailing you, I propose instead to superficially avoid conflict and engagement on their dummy mouthflappings, and appear instead to agree with them.

But — and here is the point — a skilled Thanksgivingman will only appear to agree with the grownchildren to feeble intellects, such as those possessed by the grownchildren themselves. Instead of disagreeing with them — which will cause argument and anger — you will instead claim to agree with them, while in fact contradicting them, subverting them, of baffling them with statements that nearly, but do not quite, make sense.

That’s all well and good, and probably would work as intended well enough. But after this past year’s numerous rank displays of irrational hatred and contempt, dumping bucket after bucket of shit over our heads and then following up with a beating at the hands of a cowardly, drooling, imbecilic mob, I can’t say I’m much interested in that kind of subtlety. I am much more inclined instead to make it immediately clear and certain that I have NO intention of taking even ONE SECOND’S worth of shit from them any longer.

I can also say, though, that the chances of any such human carbuncle blighting my family gathering tomorrow is pretty much zero, unless one somehow wanders in by mistake—an error Xher, Xhim, or Xhit will instantly be given cause to regret.

The Neutral or Nonsensical Statement Disguised as Agreement. Progressives do not process language the same way human beings do; they chiefly adduce meaning from tone and body language, like dogs.

This means that you can say many things which are either irrelevant, nonsensical, or otherwise not in agreement with the progressive subcreatures you’re temporarily amidst so long as you deliver your words with a warm smile and a lot of nodding.

You may also use uptalk to express an insincere solidarity. As with dogs and babies, progressives find artificially high-pitched vocal tones to be soothing and possibly a prelude to Walkies and Snackies.

Whenever a progressive grownchild says something stupid and ignorant, which will be always, do not engage on the merits. Progressive grownchildren will become highly emotional and agitated at the slightest show of disagreement, and may wet the floor or claw at the furniture.

Heh. That would seem to call for judicious but swift application of Aesop’s Rolled Up Newspaper Method. But being the extremist H8TR!™ that I am, I’m more attracted to the use of an electric cattle prod, a stun gun, or perhaps even one of those captive bolt guns used to deadly effect by the villain in No Country For Old Men.




Problem being, they’re kind of bulky and unwieldy—probably too inconvenient to be lugging around the table in a crowded family dining room. Oh well. This bit is funny as hell, too:

Fake Statistics. It was my old friend Boston Irish who alerted me to this ticklish little trope, when he observed that no matter how absurd the statistic you proposed to a progressive, if that statistic seemed to call attention to whatever bugaboos xhe was excited about, xhe would respond with a gushing “I know, right?!

He demonstrated this to me at a party by interrupting a couple of liberals talking, and announcing to them:

“You know, based on current statistics, in ten years, the entire state of California will be homeless.”

Right! I know!” came the response.

By the way, that is not schtick. That is not a joke written for this blogpost. I was really there, he really said that, that really happened.

After having secured the agreement to his obviously-crank “statistics,” he turned to me with a slightly arched eyebrow and sipped his beer in quiet triumph.

I dunno, maybe there’s something to be said for Ace’s kinder, more genteel approach after all.

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