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No risk, no reward

Wilder on risk.

As I’ve observed you humans my fellow humans for the past few decades, I’ve discovered that Risk is poorly understood. Pop Wilder had fallen victim to what I’m now calling Wilder’s Rule of Risk: What he thought was safe, was risky. What he thought was risky, was safe. He ended up outliving his savings due to decisions that prioritized “safety” over even minimal risks. He built barriers to action over unreasonable and unlikely fears.

Life is like Tom Cruise. It’s short. Life is also like having sex with a Kardashian. Hairy and risky. But you have a choice. You can be afraid and live in fear. You can also live gallantly, and die nobly.

We want to live with certainty. We want to, especially when we’re young, and when we are old, avoid risk. But we can’t. The absence of risk is the absence of life. The thrill of the first kiss, the thrill of winning when you’ve bet it all on red, those are life. Life is struggle. Life is fighting. Life is also all about risk.

Step one of living gallantly and nobly? Don’t be afraid of risks that aren’t real.

I’ve taken one hell of a lot of risks over the years: some of them senseless, some of them unavoidable, some of them truly nuts, plenty of them for no fathomable reason at all other than just to take them. If I learned anything from it (and I ain’t saying I did), it’s that the most exhilarating experiences in life are usually the result of a risk run and successfully overcome.

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“No viable business model can be developed from this”

Just another epic Fail.

Over the last decade, journalists have held up Germany’s renewables energy transition, the Energiewende, as an environmental model for the world.

With Germany as inspiration, the United Nations and World Bank poured billions into renewables like wind, solar, and hydro in developing nations like Kenya.

But then, last year, Germany was forced to acknowledge that it had to delay its phase-out of coal, and would not meet its 2020 greenhouse gas reduction commitments. It announced plans to bulldoze an ancient church and forest in order to get at the coal underneath it.

“The Energiewende — the biggest political project since reunification — threatens to fail,” write Der Spiegel’s Frank Dohmen, Alexander Jung, Stefan Schultz, Gerald Traufetter in their 5,700-word investigative story.

Over the past five years alone, the Energiewende has cost Germany €32 billion ($36 billion) annually, and opposition to renewables is growing in the German countryside.

“The politicians fear citizen resistance” Der Spiegel reports. “There is hardly a wind energy project that is not fought.”

Meanwhile, the 20-year subsidies granted to wind, solar, and biogas since 2000 will start coming to an end next year. “The wind power boom is over,” Der Spiegel concludes.

All of which raises a question: if renewables can’t cheaply power Germany, one of the richest and most technologically advanced countries in the world, how could a developing nation like Kenya ever expect them to allow it to “leapfrog” fossil fuels?

Many Germans will, like Der Spiegel, claim the renewables transition was merely “botched,” but it wasn’t. The transition to renewables was doomed because modern industrial people, no matter how Romantic they are, do not want to return to pre-modern life.

The reason renewables can’t power modern civilization is because they were never meant to. One interesting question is why anybody ever thought they could.  

Oh, I doubt very much that anyone ever thought they could, least of all the most fervent among the “renewables” advocates. We need to look at the equation the other way ’round: they don’t want to power modern civilization. They want to end it—to turn back the clock to a mythical golden age, before industrialization and modernity, when we all lived in total harmony with nature. Y’know, like the Native Americans did. Like so much of what liberals think they know, this, too, just isn’t so.

Contrary to the hype, solar panels and windmills are old technologies—centuries old, in fact. They were abandoned for a reason; quite a few reasons, actually, foremost among ’em that those old technologies don’t work nearly as well as the more evolved and efficient tech that replaced ’em.

Not that any of it matters a whit to the Luddite Left, natch. They view humans not as a natural part of the biosphere but as a blight upon it—and, if they can’t excise us like the deadly alien cancer we supposedly are, will at least do everything they can to return humanity to a state of helpless primitivism: at the paltry mercy of Ma Nature, rather than coping quite nicely with her implacable ruthlessness.

Good on the German peasantry for resisting. “The politicians” damned well OUGHT to “fear citizen resistance” as far as I’m concerned, and on a whole lot more issues than just this one. For a closer, I just gotta rerun this brilliant George Carlin diatribe one mo’ time ag’in.


If you think that last link just above is something of a non-sequitur, you should review the performance it came from and think again. Ahem. Also: Heh.

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The bane of liberalism

Unintended consequences, always catching the self-proclaimed Smartest People On Earth by surprise.

Tenants are fleeing a D.C. high rise as the city’s progressive housing policy has led to panhandling, marijuana smoking, and at least one overdose death in the past year.

Sedgewick Gardens is an historic landmark in a high-priced neighborhood in northwest Washington, D.C., the Washington Post reported. But in the past two years, it has also come to play home to a number of formerly homeless people, many of whom may not have been pushed into housing before exposure to treatment as part of the District’s “housing first” approach to policy.

The pushing of formerly homeless people into housing prior to access to drug treatment or psychological care is part of the “housing first” approach to homelessness assistance, which argues that housing is itself a kind of care, and so people should always be provided with housing as soon as possible.

The neighborhood itself is quite liberal—the Post notes that 95 percent of voters there opposed President Donald Trump in 2016—but the results of the move-in were what the Post describes as “a high-stakes social experiment that so far has left few of its subjects happy.”

That experiment has led to a tripling of police calls to the complex, rising to 121 in 2018 compared to 34 in 2016. Only five of the 2018 calls actually were eventually linked to a crime. But they also were prompted by other harrowing situations, including a man barricading himself in his apartment and threatening to shoot police with a shotgun if they intruded; and another man found to have died from using drugs laced with the deadly synthetic opioid fentanyl.

These two events are the most extreme examples of a general coarsening of the environment. Tenants have complained of panhandling in the halls, the smell of marijuana in the hallways, and feces on the landing of the stairwells.

It’s an all-too-familiar situation for me personally. When I lived in Atlanta, I was in a quite nice complex of historic industrial buildings newly renovated into apartments, the Fulton Cotton Mill Lofts—new enough that only my own building was finished, the other three were still under construction.

Alas, there was a catch: having been built in part with government money, it was required that half the aparments be set aside for Section 8 benefit recipients. In a nutshell, this meant that people shelling out a thousand bucks a month or more were forced to endure certain “amenities” such as garbage-strewn lobbies and parking lots; late-night confrontations with scary-looking thugs roaming the premises; loud, shrieking domestic disputes; aggressive panhandlers, and other examples of Diversity’s dubious benefits.

The only thing missing from all this was the feces. And who knows, they probably turned up too eventually, I was only there for two years.

Our lobby had a mailbox center in the middle of it, for which the management was gracious enough to provide convenient recycling tubs to toss the day’s pile of junk mail into. They posted up a flier above them requesting that residents NOT use the junk-mail bins to toss household and kitchen garbage bags into, with a reminder of the dumpsters located nearby. They even put a map on the fliers, if I remember right.

I’m sure you know how well THAT worked out. Immediately on entering the front door you were confronted with the eye-watering stench of rotting food, curdled milk, soiled diapers, half-full 40’s of Old English, cigarette butts, cat litter, and whatever other nastiness the Section 8 animals were disposing of that day. The junk-mail bins quicky filled, whereupon Section 8’ers would just toss their overflowing, nasty bags right onto the floor.

It wasn’t just inside the building, either. I was out on the parking lot one stifling summer afternoon to work on my girlfriend’s car—they don’t call it Hotlanta for nothing, folks. I crawled up under the car, dragging my tools along with me, and sort of inch-wormed my way to where I need to be. After a few minutes I noticed two things: an unknown object or objects jabbing painfully into my back, and a truly nauseating stench. I wriggled back out and took the look underneath that I should have thought of before getting under there, to find that I had been lying on a big pile of maggot-ridden, half-eaten fried chicken bones left to fester in the sun for who even knows how long.

It was a great big old pile of DISGUSTING, that’s what. Coincidentally, or probably not, a year or two I had an Uber rider leave a gift of rib bones in my back seat, wrapped in a greasy, BBQ sauce-smeared wad of paper napkins. The magnanimous gesture on the part of my middle-aged black female fare was left unbeknownst to me, until the end of the day when I went to clear any such debris out of the back seat. And I had had several subsequent passengers after her, too. God only knows what they might have thought about all that.

Pleaase note that I am NOT presenting those last two stories as some kind of “ohh, them niggers and their chicken and ribs and watermelons!” thing. Just noting that a mighty casual attitude on the part of so many of your standard lower-class Dindus towards not trashing his or her immediate surroundings may possibly not be entirely coincidental, that’s all. Could be—COULD be—there’s something bigger at work here.

Anyways, back to the Lofts. You always knew which apartment housed a Section 8’er or three (or thirty). You couldn’t miss ’em. They were the apartments with the unpleasant smell wafting through the short corridor outside the door; the rap “music” blasting out at ear-rupturing volume any and all hours of the day or night; the malt liquor bottles and gooey pizza boxes piled in ziggurats adjacent to the door; the sounds of violent altercations, furniture being rougly shoved around, or shattering glass. Now and then a resident passed out on the floor by the door, maybe, which door might or might not be left standing partially or fully open.

In sum, I have NO intention of ever subjecting myself to dwelling in any complex that also hosts Section 8 recipients if I can help it. Likewise, I am NOT in the least surprised to read about the sad denouement of inflicting such thoughtless slobs on a once-grand old property like the Sedgewick Gardens. The Libs In Charge of this ill-considered farce coulda asked me, I woulda been glad to tell ’em how things were gonna work out for’em in the end. Not that they would want to hear it, or profit from the knowledge they gained.

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They will NEVER stop

Hey, remember back when Enemedia’s credibility was forever destroyed by the Mueller Bellyflop, and Democrat-Socialists/shitlibs would be forced to eat a heapin’ helpin’ of humble pie for the two-year rain of bullshit they had pimped?

Nope, me neither.

Bill Maher mocked Democrat Rep. Adam Schiff over his obsession with President Donald Trump and Russia: “But this [Mueller] was our big gun. Now it just looks like you’re stalking him.”

Schiff began by clinging to his false claim that the Mueller report said: “that the Trump campaign welcomed it [the Russian interferece], embraced it, built it into their plan, made full use of it, lied about it, covered it up, and then obstructed the investigation into it; and, if we had any doubt before about this president’s fitness for office, there is no doubt remaining: he is unfit for the presidency.”

Actually what the Mueller report says was there were various attempts by Russian operatives to assist the campaign their origin was unknown, and each attempt was turned down or ignored. But Schiff would never let the truth get in the way of a good lie.

Of course not. That’s because he’s a Lying Left piece of shit—just like Maher, just like all the rest of them.

(Via VP)

Update! Apparently, the Obama cabal high crimes haven’t stopped yet.

It has been brought to my attention by a former CIA station chief of some prominence and who has a legendary reputation inside the community of pre-Brennan operators, that Hillary Clinton’s loss did not curtail the worst activities of the outgoing Obama team. In fact, through the use of a walled-off team of contractors working inside the Intelligence Community, and for political realms alone, with no FISA-authorization or other national security justification, the Trump White House was spied upon after the January 20 inauguration. (Those responsible for this on-going crime are known to more than one investigative journalist and I have been told that the first of the new revelations will be published in the coming week).

Simply put: the Obama Administration used the most powerful intelligence capabilities in the world to attempt a penetration and subversion of the presidential campaign of the the opposing party. When that failed, they used a special prosecutor to divert attention away from that activity, log-jam the work of the new president, and clean up the evidence of what had been done to him and his team. And most un-American of all: the former intelligence leadership of the Obama Administration continued to spy illegally on Donald Trump and his closest advisers after they had moved into the White House.

Many take offense at the way President Trump uses language, at his tweets and at what they see as his hyperbole. But this week when he called the operations against him and the will of the people who chose him, a “coup” and an “attempted overthrow” of the government, he was making a simple statement of fact.

The central irony remains: the conniving curs who so piously demanded that Trump guarantee to “accept the results of the election” should he lose are refusing to accept defeat themselves. And I say yet again: they will NEVER stop. They will have to BE stopped, most likely by being stood up against a wall or swung from a gibbet in large groups.

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Can’t stop, and wouldn’t if they could

Conrad Black offers some good advice, which has not the slightest chance of being heeded.

The Democrats should be changing the subject, and running away from President Trump’s legal issues as fast as they can.

It is illustrative of how completely invested they were in the hare-brained fraud of Russian collusion, that they are having such a crisis of separation from the subject. They are not the only losers in this fiasco, though they are the biggest losers.

Even as the Democrats, visibly grief-stricken, were forced off the battlements of impeachment by their failed ally Mueller, they are wavering at the false temptation he dangled before them: of trying to aggregate a bunch of acts that do not singly or together constitute an indictable case of obstruction, that the two top law officers in the country and the Justice Department’s counselor have declared do not meet any of the criteria for indictable obstruction, may yet be actionable as obstruction—of justice, as opposed to House Judiciary Committee Chairman Jerrold Nadler’s sanity.

The notion that there is any possibility of convincing any serious person that the president obstructed justice doesn’t exist. If it did, Mueller would have thankfully seized and alleged it. Instead, he got himself and his rabid bloodhounds off the hook by the thoroughly unprofessional tactic of criticizing someone there is not evidence to charge, as Comey did with Hillary Clinton (though there was plenty of grounds to charge her). But in this case, Mueller salvaged a tiny laurel for himself by describing the president very unflatteringly, and passing the buck. And the Democratic militants in the House, instead of seeing what Mueller’s game is, have taken the bait, and will go down with all hands in absurd hearings that bore the public, where no damaging evidence will be adduced from witnesses who have already been around the track with Mueller; while the headlines and news bulletins are taken over by the investigators of the investigators.

Donald Trump stunned the political class into collective paralysis, disbelief, and snarling lawlessness when he won the presidential election in 2016. They have thrown at him what the attorney general rightfully called an “unprecedented” campaign of (he did not use this expression) dirty tricks and defamation. The defeat he has inflicted on them, furnished by investigators committed to the cause of destroying Trump, is not one that can be cushioned, as the election loss was cushioned by the immense distraction about illegitimacy.

It is not the president whose legitimacy is now in any question; it is those who attacked his legitimacy illegally, who will now experience the wheels of justice. The game has turned; the hunted are the hunters. Even Representative Swalwell will figure it out eventually.

Doesn’t matter; the Dems will keep right on fucking that chicken to the bitter end, their spastic intensity increasing in direct proportion to their desperation. What else can they do? They have nothing. Nothing on Trump, nothing policy-wise. A wheezing clown-car overfull with candidates hoping their jerry-rigged jalopy can hold together to struggle past the 2020 finish line before collapsing in a smoking heap. Promises to ban cars, cows, reliable, affordable home electricity, and…ummm, hot dogs?

Unfortunately for them, what they DO have is a rabid, unhinged base whose demands must now be kowtowed to at all costs—freaks, weirdos, and violent lunatics who horrify and alienate Normal Americans on sight, even as growing numbers of blacks, Hispanics, and women begin to cut ranks and desert. They have an Old Guard consisting of unappealing relics like Gropey Joe Biden and HILLARY!™ doing battle for control of this trainwreck of a party with alarming Young Turks like AOC, Ilhan Omar, and Kamala Harris—genuine whackadoodles who just can’t seem to keep their mouths shut, even when it would be to their benefit.

Conrad is a bit more confident that they’ll never pull it off than I am, though. I don’t trust Congressional Vichy GOPers nearly enough to assume that. But even if the Democrat-Socialists pimping for impeachment somehow win, they lose: successfully removing Trump by obviously nefarious means after their Mueller debacle could easily result in open, perhaps violent revolt against the corrupt malefactors. Best-case for them is they fail utterly, make fools of themselves all over again, and repulse even more Normal Americans than they already have, resulting in electoral catastrophe in 2020 and probably well beyond.

So it’s a win-win, really. Impeach, I say. Impeach, and be damned.

Update! Did I just pooh-pooh Gropey Joe’s chances? Steyn sure did:

“Biden is tired and is in the awful position of being unable to run as himself because the Democrats have basically disowned 90% of what Joe Biden has been doing in Washington the last 45 years,” he continued. “So that’s a terrible problem for a guy, when you have to run in an essentially dishonest way, which is why he gave this a tortured and weird rationale as to why he has decided to get into the race in this video. So, Bernie has it way easier. Bernie just gets to be Bernie, and Biden is trying to be something other than Biden.”

Biden officially announced his candidacy for the presidency early Thursday morning, taking the time to attack President Donald Trump for his response to the 2015 violence in Charlottesville.

That’s good and all, but this is the part I really like:

“We are in the battle for the soul of this nation,” he said in the video announcement.

Wow, even Joe Biden gets it right once in a while.

“If we give Donald Trump eight years in the White House he will forever and fundamentally alter the character of this nation. And I cannot stand by and watch that happen.”

Missed on that one, Gropey. Let me straighten things out for ya: Trump is in the White House because Progressivist wreckers spent the last six or seven decades “fundamentally altering the character of this nation.” Thankfully, enough Normal Americans were unwilling to “stand by and watch that happen” that we could put someone in the White House who would at least take an honest stab at seeing to it that it wouldn’t be “forever.”

Other than that, ya nailed it, Gropey.

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Edelweiss

It’s one of the loveliest melodies ever written, from a wonderful, uplifting family movie without so much as a “shit,” a “damn,” or a bare tit to be found therein, much less any HEROIC!!! transgender-butt-rape sex scenes. So of course the fuckwit Left has to politicize and then shit all over it.

On Thursday, a New York Post reporter tweeted that President Donald Trump played the song “Edelweiss” at the White House. The New York Times’s White House correspondent, Maggie Haberman, suggested the song was a Nazi anthem, inspiring rightful backlash on Twitter. She seemed to stick with this false view, even after she was called out on it.

As National Review’s Alexandra DeSanctis noted, “Edelweiss” originated in The Sound of Music (1965), an American musical about the ravages of the Nazi rise to power in Austria. The song was a tribute to pre-Nazi Austria and a rebuke to the Nazis.

Don’t even ask: yes, they ARE this stupid. They really, really are.

The moronization of society proceeds apace. As we mentioned on the show, a bigshot New York Times correspondent thinks that playing “Edelweiss” at the White House is some kind of Nazi dog-whistle to Trump supporters. It is tragic and profound the way even small artifacts of our inheritance get trashed in these witless arguments, so, if you want to know the real story of the very last song in the Oscar Hammerstein catalogue, here’s what I had to say a couple of years back:

Not long after Rodgers & Hammerstein wrote the song, Theodore Bikel was leaving the theatre when he found a fan and fellow immigrant waiting at the stage door for his autograph: ‘I love that “Edelweiss”,’ said the theatregoer. ‘Of course, I have known it a long time, but only in German.’

Not for the first time, Hammerstein had done too good a job. Just as his ‘Ol’ Man River’ for Show Boat is assumed by many to be an authentic Negro spiritual, so ‘Edelweiss’ is assumed to be an authentic Austrian folk song. Not so. In both cases, a great craftsman manufactured them to solve a structural problem with the storytelling. But he did it so well that they have become for real what they were only intended to simulate. Some years ago ‘Edelweiss’ was played at the White House, at a state dinner for Austria’s President Kirschschlager, and everyone but the Austrians stood up for the national anthem. Actually, no. The current Austrian anthem is ‘Land der Berge, Land am Strome’, and the only official anthem by Rodgers & Hammerstein is their title number for their very first show, which serves as the state song of Oklahoma.

Steyn, natch, before going on to mention that Kate Smith has also been purged by the juiceless SJW skinbags at Yankee Stadium. Mark winds it up:

Eighty years later, the social-justice wankers can barely comprehend anything written before 2008. So it’s not enough that, hedged in by the ever narrowing restraints of correct attitudes, our age cannot make anything of its own; it is also necessary that the entirety of the past be erased. Hence, at top right, that ludicrous cover-up of the Kate Smith statue in Philly. As I said on Rush, she looks like the third child bride of Mullah Omar.

But that’s what pop culture is reduced to in 2019: a literal cover version of Kate Smith. Incidentally, if Miss Smith’s “God Bless America” cannot be heard because she also sang “That’s Why Darkies Were Born”, why should Bing Crosby get away with singing “White Christmas” on the all-holiday radio playlists every December? After all, in the very film where he introduced that song to the world, he also appeared in blackface!!!

So “White Christmas” should also be banned – unless, of course, Bing happens to be a Democrat Governor of Virginia.

We are in Pol Pot’s Year Zero. The demolishers (as Victor Hugo calls them in our Notre Dame Tale for Our Time) are determined to ensure there will be nothing left.

What else could anyone expect from Pol Pot’s ideological offspring?

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Lies, lies, nothing but lies

It’s all they have, and all they’ve ever had.

Shortly before Special Counsel Robert Mueller filed his report on the Russia investigation last month, Sens. Chuck Grassley, R-Iowa, and Lindsey Graham, R-S.C., alerted Attorney General Bill Barr to what they described as the “selective” use of emails in Mueller court filings — as well as potential “improper political influence, misconduct, and mismanagement” in the FBI’s original Russia probe.

In a March 8 letter, Grassley and Graham referred Barr to a letter sent to Mueller in late 2017 that alleged his investigators had cherry-picked details from emails to include in court documents, urging him to review the materials. They also notified him that they had asked DOJ Inspector General Michael Horowitz a year earlier to review the original FBI probe.

Fox News has also obtained the 2017 letter (above) from Grassley to Mueller, which spelled out the lawmakers’ concerns about the “absence of additional context” in the court filings — as well as concerns over how those documents were covered in the media. “The glaring lack of [context] feeds speculation and innuendo that distorts the facts,” Grassley wrote at the time.

That court filing said Papadopoulos emailed another campaign official in May 2016 with the subject line, “Request from Russia to meet Mr. Trump.” The document said the email stated that Russia “has been eager to meet Mr. Trump for quite sometime and have been reaching out to me to discuss,” adding in a footnote that the official forwarded the email to another campaign official asking to discuss: “We need someone to communicate that DT is not doing these trips. It should be someone low level in the campaign so as not to send any signal.”

The senators said media outlets then seized on the fragments to report a “Campaign official suggested ‘low level’ staff should go to Russia.” However, they said the full emails — obtained from the Trump campaign — tell a different story.

“In full context, the emails in question actually show that the Trump Campaign wanted someone ‘low level’ to decline these types of invitations,” Grassley and Graham wrote in the letter to Barr.

Anybody surprised? If so, may I ask why, exactly? The remarkable thing is that they were so confident that none of this base deception would ever be unearthed that they were willing to resort to it in the first place. Then again, though, that might have been more a matter of panic and desperation than it was confidence.

(Via GP)

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Believe all the wymryns!!!

Will Gropey Joe find himself thrown under the bus? Or will the Democrat-Socialists hypocritically betray #MeToo victims and their own self-proclaimed “principles” to protect yet another of their own higher-tier serial sex-abusers again?

A top Democratic National Committee (DNC) official sided with former Vice President Joe Biden over Lucy Flores, the former Nevada lawmaker accusing Biden of grabbing her shoulders, smelling her hair and kissing her head at a 2014 campaign event.

DNC finance chair Henry Munoz said he doesn’t believe Flores because he doesn’t think she was ever alone with Biden at the event. Latino Victory Fund, a progressive group Munoz co-founded, organized the event where Flores said Biden kissed her.

“As the organizer of the rally in question, I have thoroughly reviewed photographic documentation from the event, and spoken to nearly every principle in attendance, as well as staff associated with the event. To the best of our recollection, at no time were Lucy Flores and Vice President Biden alone,” Munoz wrote in a statement he posted to Twitter on Sunday.

Munoz said he was close friends with both Munoz and Biden, but asserted that “at no time were these two leaders alone together and I, and the organization I cofounded and those in attendance, do not believe that circumstances support allegations that such an event took place.”

Munoz’s defense of Biden appears to have misrepresented Flores’ account. She did not claim she and Biden were alone when the alleged incident happened.

Hell, in all the myriad photos and reported accounts I’ve seen so far documenting Gropey Joe’s well-known penchant for unwanted and inappropriate fondling, rubbing, squeezing, kissing, hair-sniffing (?!?), and the like, he and his victims were NOT alone, but in public—quite often on a stage, in front of a crowd. But it figures this DNC slimewad would try to turn this aside via weasel-words; that’s just one of the things they do.

Gropey’s problem here is a common one nowadays for Democrat-Socialists, particularly the old guard. Having long been accustomed to his bad behavior being indulged or quietly ignored, he suddenly finds himself swamped by the rapidly-shifting tide of Lefty standards for acceptable behavior. It’s understandable, in a way: when your party’s standards and principles are written in quicksand—subject to complete reversal in half a heartbeat without warning, constantly being altered to appease the very outermost fringes of your political base of unhinged, perpetually-aggrieved lunatics—who could possibly keep up with it? And if you’re an upper-echelon-elite type who’s accustomed to wielding great power with total impunity, how could you not be shocked when your number comes up and accountability is demanded of you for stuff you’d gotten away with for years and years? You almost gotta feel sorry for the doddering old fool, really.

Gropey is sure enough a pervy old degenerate though, no fooling. There never was any doubt about that; you’d have a very tough time finding anybody who didn’t know it all along:

Biden’s behavior is so notable that even left-leaning publications have called him out:

  • The Washington Post: “What are we going to do about Creepy Uncle Joe Biden?”
  • Daily Beast: “Dear Lord Would Joe Biden Be a Terrible Candidate for These Times”
  • Huffington Post: “Joe Biden 2020 Is A Terrible Idea In A Post-Weinstein America”
  • VICE: “Joe Biden Is the Last Person the Democrats Should Run in 2020”

Another issue that needs to be addressed with Biden is the allegations that he repeatedly got naked in front of female Secret Service agents who found his behavior to be highly offensive.

Imagine for a moment what the media’s reaction would be if the following photos and videos featured President Trump instead of Biden.

Oh, no need for all that, thanks; anyone who knows his shitlibs is already well acquainted with the state of play here. Enemedia is way more than shameless enough not to fret themselves over how it might look when one of their own finds his butt in the blades and in need of rescue, for flouting the rules they demand the rest of us be rigidly bound by. They just close ranks and lock arms without hesitation, reflection, or remorse. The miscreant issues an apology not for his transgression but for possibly having been offended or put off by it, hustles off for “counseling” or rehab, all is forgiven, and it’s on to the next scandal. Why, he’s a victim himself, when you get right down to it. As are we all.

Nor will charges of hypocrisy give them pause, no matter how apparent or incontrovertible the justification for them. Hypocrisy is their meat, their metier, and their medium. They work in it like an artist in oils or watercolor; it inhibits or otherwise troubles them no more than a fish is inconvenienced by the water he swims in, although shitlibs never disdain to accuse their enemies of it with righteous indignation should they deem it momentarily useful and never bat an eye…thereby compounding their own already-staggering hypocrisy to record levels.

Examples abound, the alacritous about-face in support of gay marriage after revered Democrat-Socialist leaders’ having roundly denounced it only a few short years before being one of the most recent. Of course, Enemedia promptly provided cover for their bosses by conveniently rebranding their politically-expedient hypocrisy as their position having “evolved.”

But maybe Uncle Gropey has, like Her Herness, finally outlived his usefulness to The Cause and will indeed be forcibly put out to pasture. Lifson thinks so:

Joe Biden’s penchant for unwanted touching of women and girls has been a common object of humor on the conservative side of the spectrum for over a decade, ever since he became Barack Obama’s running mate. But even after the dawn of the #MeToo movement, it mattered not at all to the mainstream media and most Democrats — so much so that he continues to be the top choice among Democrats polled on their preference for the 2020 nomination.

But once outed as a creepy groper by Lucy Flores, a Democrat office-holder and former Nevada state legislator who had worked for Bernie Sanders in 2016 and has been photographed recently with Robert Francis O’Rourke, it’s a media scandal. You can call it Democrat privilege or second-class citizenship for conservatives, but the reality is that we don’t matter in the imaginary world the media proclaim to be reality.

Imagine if Biden had been a Republican! He would have been driven from public life long ago.

Now that there are powerful people on the Left who want Biden to just retire and go away, to make room for a candidate with more intersectionality points — race points, sex points, sexuality points, any purported disadvantage that now brings privilege — the blackout no longer applies.

My guess — and it is a pure guess, as I have no connections with the Dems’ inner circles — is that Joe Biden is going to see the wisdom of withdrawing from the race, especially since his son Hunter’s connections in Ukraine are at risk. He’s old and has been making scads of money giving lectures. He has a choice: retire and reap gratitude, honors, and many more lucrative speaking gigs, or else press forward with his candidacy and become an icon of perversion, with his son facing Trump treatment by the media, an old white male whose apologies for his privilege only further enrage the aggrieved.

I’m inclined to agree. Biden was never going to be president anyway; he’s tried and failed, what, about seventeen times already? As an old, white male who’s been repeatedly rejected, with plenty of other deal-breaking skeletons rattling in his crowded closet—plagiarism, influence-peddling, nepotism, a relatively moderate past record, etc—he pushes all the wrong buttons for today’s wild-eyed Woke extremists. He’s a smarmy, transparently insincere, obsequious rumpswab. He’s not very bright.

Apart from his too-evident compulsion to cop a feel off every frail that breaches his plane of vision, Gropey appears to be a more or less garden-variety cis-het-binary of the most uninteresting sort, without so much as a hint of bi-curiousity to liven up his sexual resume. All in all, the Veep slot suited Gropey perfectly, with its primary responsibilities being no more taxing than attending state funerals, dinners, and shaking hands and mouthing inanities at trifling meet ‘n’ greets. As president, though, he’d clearly be in WAY over his head. He may skate out of this yet. But if even one more accuser steps up, he’s surely going to shuffle off into That Good Night, be it Gently or dragged kicking, screaming, and on a leash. He’s nothing but a spavined, broken-down old nag now, and his appointment with the knackers is close at hand.

Update! No sooner do I say it.

A second woman has come forward accusing Vice President Biden of touching her inappropriately.

A Connecticut woman says Joe Biden touched her inappropriately and rubbed noses with her during a 2009 political fundraiser in Greenwich when he was vice president, drawing further scrutiny to the Democrat and his history of unwanted contact with women as he ponders a presidential run

“It wasn’t sexual, but he did grab me by the head,” Amy Lappos told The Courant Monday. “He put his hand around my neck and pulled me in to rub noses with me. When he was pulling me in, I thought he was going to kiss me on the mouth.”

Lappos posted about the alleged incident on the Facebook page of Connecticut Women in Politics Sunday in response to a similar account by former Nevada legislator Lucy Flores, which comes as Biden is considering a 2020 run for president. Flores accused Biden of kissing her on the back of her head in 2014, when she was a candidate for lieutenant governor.

Floodgates: open. Dam: overtopped. Biden 2020: done.

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“Then on November 8, 2016, America fired them all”

Gravy train, derailed.

When the nation chose Donald Trump, the anti-neoconservative for her 45th president, it sent a politically revolutionary message to the self-anointed coastal elites. In choosing a non-politician who self-identified as conservative but who had absolutely nothing to do with the Establishment GOP, America flipped the bird not only at Hillary and her organized crime cartel on the Left, but it blew a massive raspberry at the pseudo-Right as well.

What was the aftermath?

Well, the Left reinvested in crazy as the unhinged radicals took over the DNC asylum. First, we witnessed all the official Democrat candidates for president signing on AOC’s Green New Scam, a vision that would result in a centralizing of government power never achieved by any Communist state. And, yes, that does include taking your cheeseburgers. Then the almighty Pelosi tried to take on the anti-Semites in her own party but proved too weak and surrendered to the radicals.

The Left has made its decision: Trump won, they are convinced because they weren’t Left enough. But what about the Right?

They moved from gullible conservative donors to taking money from hardcore left-wing billionaires. They rebranded themselves under a new masthead, and as The Bulwark—sounds manly right?—and decided the best thing is to outdo the Daily Beast and Buzzfeed in anti-Trump sentiment. No more pretending to be the heirs of Kirk and Chambers while enjoying tony parties in Adams Morgan with their MSNBC, NPR, and Obama Administration pals. No, they will rebuild America by giving in to their inner Arianna Huffington and unleashing their hidden Glenn Thrush.

Whether it’s attacking Salena Zito for not being a “real American” (I guess because her name isn’t WASP-y enough), or mocking the appearance of a veteran conservative commentator who just ended chemotherapy, these people who say—and this isn’t a put on, they actually had this on their masthead—that they are “Conserving Conservatism” have sunk as low as it is possible to go. Or at least that’s what I thought until this week.

Gorka goes on to wax righteously revolted by the vile smear of VDH recently perpetrated by Phony Right sewer-crawler Gabriel Schoenfeld (mentioned here, among other places), recounts a conversation with Hanson himself about the matter, and wraps things up thusly:

The day after the outrageous calumny was dropped, I attended the launch of the good professor’s book at the D.C. satellite of his professional home, the Hoover Institution. When we met he asked me: “Have you heard? Now I’m a Nazi!” My response: “Well if that’s all they’ve got, you must have them very worried.”

At the end of the superb event, the pieces all fell into place. As I said my goodbyes, the gentle professor turned to me and said: “You know, Trump is the one thing standing between them and America going socialist.”

As if by prophecy, the next article the Bulwark posted was: “Is Socialism Really that Big of a Threat?”

Ouch. If these shitweasels had a brain in their heads, that one would really sting. Then again, though, if they had a brain in their heads they wouldn’t be who and what they are in the first place.

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Democracy dies in dumbass

The WaPo has it all wrong with their cutesy little masthead slogan; it’s socialism that “dies in darkness.”

Literally.

Venezuelans have grown begrudgingly accustomed to power cuts, but nothing like the one that hit during rush hour Thursday evening, sending thousands of people on long nighttime treks in the dark to their homes. It reached virtually every part of the oil-rich country of 31 million, which was once Latin America’ wealthiest but is now beset by shortages and hyperinflation projected by the International Monetary Fund to reach a staggering 10 million percent this year, compelling about one-tenth of its population to flee in recent years.

Venezuelans struggling to put food on the table worried that the few items in their fridges would spoil. One hospital advocate reported there were at least two confirmed deaths due to the outage: A baby in a neonatal unit and a patient at the children’s hospital. Venezuelans with chronic conditions liked diabetes searched for ice to preserve their limited supplies of medicines.

The blackout promptly became a point of dispute between Maduro, who blamed sabotage engineered by the “imperialist United States,” and U.S.-backed opposition leader Juan Guaido, who said state corruption and mismanagement that have left the electrical grid in shambles were the cause.

Too bad, so sad. Venezuelans voted for it, and they got it—good and hard. Now the So-Am auxiliary of the Free Shit Army gets to pay the price and maybe learn the lesson. Alas, my sympathy for their self-inflicted suffering is just a mite, umm, limited.

Stupidity should be painful. And with socialism, sooner or later it is.

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Death throes of NeverTrump

Cruise ship taking on water.

Months before the midterm elections last fall, several self-described “conservatives” implored Americans to vote for Democrats. Still stung that Republicans ignored their advice to reject Donald Trump’s presidential candidacy and unmoved by Trump’s solid record of conservative accomplishments in office, these embittered outcasts claimed that a legislative branch controlled by Democrats would cauterize Trump’s alleged “authoritarian” tendencies.

The most notable of these windmill tilters, attacking an authoritarian impulse that wasn’t there, was George Will. For decades, Will occupied a vaunted perch in the hierarchy of the conservative commentariat. He also was deemed acceptable by media outlets hostile to the Right including the Washington Post, where he now is a contributor. Disgusted at the Trumpification of the Grand Old Party in 2016, Will officially renounced his party affiliation just weeks before the Republican National Convention.

Other lesser-known commentators jumped on Will’s “Vote Democrat” bandwagon, including author Tom Nichols, losing presidential candidate Evan McMullin, and Will’s Post colleagues, Max Boot and Jennifer Rubin. Former George W. Bush aide Michael Gerson argued that a Democratic House was needed because “American politics is in the midst of an emergency.” National Review’s David French announced right before the 2018 election that he no longer was a Republican and would consider voting for third-party candidates.

It’s unclear whether their collective edict had any bearing on the outcome of the November 2018 election and—given that their audience is now so contracted as to include, primarily, Democrats—it is likely that most of their readers needed little persuading. Nevertheless, they got their wish: Democrats took control of the House of Representatives in January.

And what a revealing two months it’s been so far.

Will’s prediction that congressional Democrats would be a basket of left-wing deplorables vastly underestimated the reality. What Will, Nichols and other NeverTrumpers encouraged to be foisted upon our nation is a cabal of cretins devoted to crushing the economic, political, and cultural bones of our body politic in the most ruthless and irreversible way.

So, in a little over 60 days, the Democratic Party has revealed how truly dangerous it is and how much hostility it holds for almost all Americans. Their deep contempt for our traditions, our laws, and our beliefs has little or nothing to do with Donald Trump; it has been festering for decades, gaining traction in boardrooms and newsrooms and lecture halls while many of the NeverTrumpers, like Will, were insouciant.

Now we know, and all Americans finally see, what we are up against in 2020. To that extent, we owe George Will and his outliers a debt of gratitude. Their bitterness might have hastened a reckoning with the Left that only a Trumpified Republican Party is equipped to confront. Will and his fellow outcasts still are invited to continue cohabitating with the Left—we certainly don’t want them back.

They’re isolated, clueless wannabe-elites, Swamp fringe-denizens whose cozy sinecure was unexpectedly yanked out from under them by a boorish outsider, as they see it. But they don’t see the whole picture. What they miss—and it’s by far the most important part—is the widespread public disgust with their obsequious jockeying for an exalted status they’ll never be granted; the forlorn hope for reinstatement of their perpetual-loser shellgame as if nothing had ever happened; Heritage America’s rejection of their tired, false excuses and rationalizations for failure; the anger towards them for openly advocating the election of Democrat-Socialists after years of smarmy lectures about the paramount importance of Muh Principles!™.

These factors, among others, combined to topple the NeverTrumpTards sudden-like from their shaky perch atop a pedestal that turned out to be neither as lofty nor as secure as they had imagined. May they have joy of their choices, and may their new Casa Proggy home suit them as nicely as it fits them. It couldn’t have happened to a nicer bunch of assholes, if you ask me.

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Somali problem

It’s remarkable that we should have one. But we do.

As I wrote recently at PJ Media, there’s something about the Somalis that makes them different from other cultural aliens who have arrived in—or, in the Somalis’ case, been deliberately imported to—the United States. An ethnic group low on its share of geniuses but long on violence, the Minnesota Somalis have the disgraceful distinction of sending more men and boys to join foreign terrorist organizations such as al-Shabab and ISIS over the past dozen years than any other place in the country. And this, of course, is Omar’s district—why would we have any doubt that she will represent it faithfully?

Recently one of the first Somali policemen in Minnesota, Mohamed Mohamed Noor—with a name like that, what could go wrong?—was charged with murder in the 2017 shooting death of Justine Damond; he goes on trial next month, having pleaded not guilty. (Be sure to read the details of the killing at any of the links.) And now, open gang—perhaps “militia” will soon be a better word—warfare is breaking out in the Cedar-Riverside neighborhood in Minneapolis as the Somalis (known colloquially in the military and intelligence services as “skinnies”) recreate the same hellish conditions they fled in their East African homeland.

Then we come to maybe the most remarkable facet of our Somali problem:

But coddling terrorists is the least of (Ilhan) Omar’s problems. For one thing, there’s some reason to suspect that Omar married her own brother in order to get him American citizenship—something she denies, although her marital history is, shall we say, culturally colorful. (There’s a good, if confusing, summation of it at Snopes.com, which rates the issue “unproven,” and you can find a video on the subject here.) It’s hard to fathom why she might do such a thing, since even the most dedicated open-borders activist might blanch at outright fraud; further it makes little sense for a lawbreaker to then raise her profile and run for Congress—although, in succeeding Keith Ellison, now Minnesota’s attorney general, she was bound to get elected no matter what.

The Democrats and their “progressive” media allies are so obsessed with the “historic” nature of Omar’s membership in the American congress that they can’t see the danger she poses. By background, religion, and upbringing she is a dedicated enemy of the United States, the camel’s nose under the tent of what the Left likes to call “our democracy.” As such, she’s a useful tool, protected by her faith and her ethnic origins; any criticism of her immediately triggers accusations of racism and “hate.” Indeed, the resolution against anti-Semitism is now being rewritten to include denunciations of other forms of “hate speech.”

It’s a nasty nettle to grasp, although it’s impossible not to enjoy Pelosi’s discomfiture. In order to hang on to her gavel—because you just know the Republicans are going to “pounce” on this—Pelosi has to reduce the public profiles of the radicals lest the rest of America catch on to what they’re up to. Once San Fran Nan was the public face of the Democrats; now, among others, it’s Ilhan Omar, wearing a hijab.

Upon her arrival in Congress, Omar demanded—and got—a change in a 181-year House rule forbidding head coverings on the House floor. If you think that’s the last change she wants to make, you’d better think again. 

Damned sure better. But the change she’s made just by being elected to Congress is the one that counts; after that, the rest just kind of fall into place one by one. It still blows my mind that we brought her and her America-hating, terrorist-sympathizing countrymen here at all, much less ceding them Muslimsota. Somebody ought to ask CW3 Cliff “Elvis” Wolcott, CW3 Donovan “Bull” Briley, and SSG Daniel Busch what they think about all that sometime.

Oh no, wait, you can’t. They’re dead. Them, and plenty of others.

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HATE CRIME!

No hoax, this one.

Smollett has shown that the most absurd narratives imaginable will continue to gain credence because they fill a deep psychological, cultural—and, yes, careerist—need for millions in the country to believe that hate crimes are epidemic, that they are the currency of the Right, and that they can only be addressed by more government scrutiny of a particular class of victimizers such as the Duke Lacrosse team, the Covington kids, or Smollett’s mythic red-hatted Trump racists.

(A cynic might have advised Smollett to have first checked that the anticipated surveillance cameras under which he staged the attack were pointing in the right direction, and that he should have ensured his “Empire”hirelings did not buy their sundry assault gear—masks, hats, etc.—all at the same store or at least not on film, and that Smollett himself should have not written them a traceable check for their services, and that he should have written into his script antifreeze dousing instead of household bleach that freezes at about 5 degrees.)

In 2019 America, the number of those likely victimized far outnumbers the shrinking pool of likely victimizers. The rewards and publicity for being a concocted victim of a frenzied Trump supporter far outweigh the possible downside of fabricating the entire incident. As we saw with the Kavanaugh and Covington fiascoes, if a crime could or should be true, then it more or less is.

His farce is yet another example that it is now largely permissible to slur and smear millions of purported Trump supporters, as either defined by their stereotyped race and gender or their red hats (with or without a logo). As pundits and talking heads nearly wept on screen in their worries about future potential hate crimes that might now not be taken seriously, they abjectly ignored the real hate crime that had just occurred. In truth, Smollett had done his best to ignite some sort of popular racially driven vendetta against conservative white male voters, previously known as “clingers,” “crazies,” “deplorables,” and “irredeemables” who, our elites warn, smell up Walmart, gross America out with toothless smiles, and should be swapped out for new immigrants.

Given that the Smollett myth followed so closely after the Covington kids fiction, we can surmise that Smollett counted on two popular reactions: the left-wing public was still thirsty for more “proof” of MAGA white hatred, even if poorly scripted and logically implausible; and, second, Smollett was not much worried about any serious consequences if he should be caught once again in a made-up hate crime.

To paraphrase CNN anchorwoman Brooke Baldwin, who in careerist fashion immediately sought to gin up popular outrage over the Smollett “hate crime” attack: “This is America, 2019.”

The sad part is, even though nobody talks about it much anymore, “fake but accurate” is still a going thing, it seems. The sadder part is, she’s right: this IS America, 2019. But not in the way she thinks.

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Fake Noose!

Annnnd that’s a wrap.

CHICAGO — “Empire” actor Jussie Smollett has been charged with one count of felony disorderly conduct for filing a false police report, the Cook County State’s Attorney’s Office said Wednesday evening.

Smollett is due in court in Chicago at 1:30 p.m. Thursday. Chicago police spokesman Anthony Guglielmi said CPD detectives will make contact with Smollett’s legal team to “negotiate a reasonable surrender for his arrest.”

Aww, why not have a SWAT team kick in his door in the predawn hours, with assistance from about 130 Fibbies and a tank or three, as with that deadly-dangerous menace to the public weal Stone? Ehh, guess not. Meanwhile, this bimbelina flaps her arms hoping the truth will go away:

“Activists Masquerading as Journalists”: Why the Right-Wing Media Is So Furious About the Jussie Smollett Affair
A rush to judgment was endemic on the left. But the Smollett episode also exposes a complementary phenomenon on the right, specifically an ever-simmering resentment at being labeled the party of bigotry, or racial grievance, or discrimination, which many conservatives reject as a form of discrimination itself.

That’s because it, y’know, IS a “form of discrimination”—raw racist bigotry and hatred, actually, with no fakery whatsoever required—and the “ever-simmering resentment” is ENTIRELY justified.

Smollett LIED. His LIE was immediately and unanimously swallowed, spread, and endorsed by “liberals” eager to bash Trump, his supporters, and white males generally—for not just this phony “hate crime” in particular, but for their countless supposed atrocities throughout history. After a long, long list of similar fabrications aimed at smearing white males as irredeemable racists, rapists, brutal misogynists, plunderers, and opressors, now this woman scolds us for “seizing on” a bit of “awkwardness”: dismissing Righties for being “incensed” at decades of abuse, then trying to conjure out of thin air a vague moral equivalence between those who fomented the LIE and those who she claims were angered by it.

Hate to bust your bubble and all, sweetie, but I really don’t know anybody who was truly angry over this. Mostly, we’re amused. See, we don’t expect anything more from you lying, self-dramatizing shitlib assholes. By now we know from a whole hell of a lot of prior experience how to spot one of these bumbling vaudeville routines early on; we were just biding our time until this fish story fell apart just like all the others, and now that it did we think it’s fucking hilarious. No, we’re not “angry,” promise. We’re laughing at you. We’ll be right here waiting to bust a gut when the next epic FAIL from one of your hapless dolts rolls around, too. We know it won’t be long in coming.

Of course, there is a serious side to all this, along with some larger issues in train. Walsh connects the dots:

To make sense of the recent spate of hysteria on the Left, it helps to understand how their minds work—or, as they like say, connect the dots. The shortest route between an isolated instance (Jussie Smollett, John Wayne) and a knee-jerk cry of racism, sexism or some other pet -ism is from one neuron to the one directly adjacent to it in a progressive’s brain. Every event, even ones faked or misleadingly reported, must have both a political cause and a coercive resolution: the Narrative demands it. Amplified by social media, it’s driving us all mad.

Any random weather event can trigger cries of the apocalypse from the likes of Al Gore or Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. A putative but wholly implausible attack during the sub-zero arctic chill of a Chicago late night instantly is seized upon as proof of America’s incorrigible (and thus de-legitimizing) racial prejudice. A wrongly interpreted word, or gesture, or smile, even the use of a personal pronoun, is cause for alarm, insults, or legal action. J’accuse! has become the national motto as the Twitter tumbrels roll. Heads dutifully roll into the baskets as the Madame Defarges of the media click their knitting needles and fashion the next installment of the Narrative tapestry.

Connecting the dots means never having to accept an apology. All grievances must continue to be redressed, long after they have ceased to exist. But the Left cannot let them go, and use them as battering rams in their war on Western civilization. How different the fate of race relations in the aftermath of the Civil War and emancipation would have been had not the Democratic Party spent the next 100 years trying to overturn Grant’s victory. Indeed, Grant’s presidency, which was largely dedicated to ensuring and enforcing the rights of African American citizens in the teeth of implacable opposition from the Democrats, has been slagged off by left-leaning historians and only now is getting the reassessment it so richly deserves. And still the Democrats have the gall to raise the issue of reparations for slavery.

Wielding the simpleton’s version of Occam’s Razor, the dotty Left has a ready explanation for every social and political event. Donald Trump was not elected because the Electoral College gave him a majority of its votes, but because his voters were racists, sexists, white supremacists—Hillary’s whole “basket of deplorables.” For two years, they have been salivating for the conclusions of the Mueller investigation into the non-crime of “collusion” as payback for the lost election. They even went so far as to try and stage a soft coup involving the Justice Department, the FBI, and the Clinton campaign. When the final history of this fiasco is written, who will be surprised if all roads lead to Rod Rosenstein—the man who wrote the memo that got James Comey fired, and who then appointed Mueller at Comey’s urging in order to investigate…the firing of James Comey, among other things.

Sometimes the dots form a perfect circle of jerks.

And then, like Mardi Gras necklaces, someone pulls the string and down the beads come, pinballing off the walls of Twitter and Facebook and rattling around on the floor, propelling everybody headlong into the next imaginary crisis, the next hallucinatory outrage, the next manufactured frenzy over something or nothing at all. Facing the cliffs of their own lunacy, they howl in rage like King Lear, unable to bring reason to bear where emotion rules.

I included Mike’s link to the John Wayne thing above because it’s truly hilarious—perhaps the most sidesplitting example of Loony Left hysterics yet, after a couple of years that have yielded a bumper crop of ’em. One can only stand back in awe at how they manage to outdo themselves time after time after time.

Injustice update! It just ain’t fair.

The year is 2019. You’d think we’d be living in a progressive paradise by now, with energy-efficient trains crisscrossing the idyllic countryside, everyone being accepted for who they are—gay, bi, straight, or polygamous—and all people having equal access to free government breadlines.

But no. In the actual year 2019 that Trump has created, gay people are still being forced to attack themselves in the streets. Gay people, especially black gay people, have been so brainwashed by the messaging of Trump’s America that they are now hiring people to oppress them right out in the open.

This isn’t some third-world country where this is happening. This isn’t in some dystopian young adult fiction, where I get most of my political ideas. It’s here. It’s now. Every day, a gay person somewhere in this country hires a couple of Nigerian guys to make it look like he’s hated and oppressed.

We need to take a good, hard look in the mirror, America, and ask ourselves if this is who we want to be. We have allowed an evil movement of Trump supporters to take over our nation so effectively that we’re now paying people to dress up like them and beat us up. This won’t stand any longer. The time has come to say, “No more!”

May I suggest one of your nice urban riots—complete with arson, vandalism, looting, and assault against random innocent passersby? Y’know, your usual response to not getting your way.

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The talentless, prospering

Tucker unleashes another good rip. This one is a long ‘un indeed—a thorough takedown of execrable NeverTrumpTard tough guys Max Boot and Bill Kristol—but it’s a delicious read nonetheless. From the Kristol portion:

Under ordinary circumstances, Bill Kristol would be famous for being wrong. Kristol still goes on television regularly, but it’s not to apologize for the many demonstrably untrue things he’s said about the Middle East, or even to talk about foreign policy. Instead, Kristol goes on TV to attack Donald Trump.

Trump’s election seemed to undo Bill Kristol entirely. He lost his job at The Weekly Standard after more than 20 years, forced out by owners who were panicked about declining readership. He seemed to spend most of his time on Twitter ranting about Trump.

Before long he was ranting about the people who elected Trump. At an American Enterprise Institute panel event in February 2017, Kristol made the case for why immigrants are more impressive than native-born Americans. “Basically if you are in free society, a capitalist society, after two, three, four generations of hard work, everyone becomes kind of decadent, lazy, spoiled, whatever.” Most Americans, Kristol said, “grew up as spoiled kids and so forth.”

In February 2018, Kristol tweeted that he would “take in a heartbeat a group of newly naturalized American citizens over the spoiled native-born know-nothings” who supported Trump.

Then, just to bookend Kristol’s Leftward transmogrification:


Once again, we go to Ace for the coup de grace: “True Conservatism never smelled so grifty.” And once again, I can only add: OUCH. Do tell us again all about exactly what Muh True Conservative Principles!™ might require from us, guys.

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Just another pipe dream

A particularly expensive, unworkable one at that.

People who insist we have a national high speed rail network are a lot like anti-gun people, they misunderstand what little they know. Paying passengers largely abandoned passenger rail service sixty years ago, and it was unprofitable before then, outside the dedicated tracks serving the densely populated DC-Boston corridor with its twelve million passengers a year riding about 2,200 trains a day. Most “high speed rail” elsewhere amounts to glorified trolleys running from a city to suburban towns.

We have a rail network configured for freight trains topping out at seventy miles an hour, so a high speed passenger system would have to be built from the ground up, including bridges, tunnels and separation from roads and highways. When contemplating this, remember, major destinations in Europe are only a few hundred miles apart. A straight line about 1,500 miles long gets you from London to Moscow. In the US it only gets you from Boston to mid-Kansas.

We made our choice when government built the interstate highway system and municipal airports while the railroads financed themselves, paid taxes and adhered to punitive regulations and labor laws, all with government mandated rate schedules. DC came to its senses at the last minute and realized the railroads were indispensable, collapsing and irreplaceable. The almost supernatural efficiency of steel wheels on steel rails saved them.

I’ve driven long distances and camped out by the tracks to witness the biggest free show on earth. I’ve ridden European high speed rail too. It’s impressive, classy and rightly envied. Passengers get a serene, rock steady ride while the scenery goes by like it’s coming out of a fire hose, as does the money to pay for it. And by the way, the “eminent domain” to get the necessary straightaways is all but incontestable in Europe, we’d employ every attorney in the country for decades before a mile of track was laid.

Another argument-against I saw somewhere or other recently had to do with the fact that, aside from the aforementioned DC-Boston corridor, most of the US is simply nowhere near dense enough population-wise to make the thing feasible. But hey, when did libtards ever let such trifling impediments as feasibility, practicality, and profitability stand in the way of a cherished pipe dream?

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Double bubble trouble

YIKES! With (urk) pictures.

DESPERATE for a fuller bust Jacqueline Harvey spent her life savings on a boob job.

But the 23-year-old was left distraught after the “botched” op left her with malformed, “double bubble” boobs.

The graphic designer saved for five years, before splashing out £4,500 on the op – boosting her bust from a 34C to DD.

However, after waking up and looking in the mirror, Jacqueline immediately regretted her decision.

She realised her implants had caused a second bulge under her breast bone – creating what looks like four “bubble” boobs.

The average cost of breast augmentation in Australia is $13,000 [£7,000], so Jacqueline was thrilled to find a discounted price of $6,000 (£4,500).

But she now regrets choosing the knock-down rate as she will have to spend the same amount on corrective surgery.

She added: “It was a lot more affordable than what I had previously been quoted for breast augmentations, which range around $13,000.

There’s a reason for that. There usually is.

“But I regret my decision as I now need to spend this amount to correct the damage that was done in the first operation.”

Rule Numero Uno, kid: never, ever, EVER bargain-shop for tattoos, tools, shoes, surgery, helicopter pilots, or high explosives. It’ll end up costing more than if you just bite the bullet and drop the coin to get the good stuff right out of the gate. WAY more, and in more than just money, too.

I just don’t get the store-bought-titties thing, I never did, and I never will. For whatever it might be worth, I find synthetic fun-bags repellent—notwithstanding my having more than one or two female friends to whom I will never willingly disclose that opinion, in the interests of my own physical well-being. Not knocking anybody for their preference in knockers, mind, whatever it may be and however they may have arrived at it. To each his/her own, I say.

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The mother of all clusterfucks

This one focuses specifically on Syria, but the same applies throughout the Middle East, and always will.

Put simply, Syria is a clusterf%$# of American proportions—and it’s only getting worse the longer we stay there.

The Assad family has ruled Syria since the 1970s. They’ve been a perennial geopolitical problem for Washington since that time. When the Syrian people began revolting against the autocratic reign of Bashar al-Assad in 2011, everyone in Washington grew excited. Soon, calls from the Obama Administration to the effect that “Assad must go!” informed America’s official policy toward Syria.

From there, America’s intelligence services began acting in accordance with Obama’s proclamation. Groups of Syria’s rebels were armed and trained by CIA operatives. Meanwhile, the U.S. military began getting involved, selecting their own Syrian rebel factions to arm and train—without telling the intelligence agencies. Before long, American armed and trained Syrian rebels found themselves not only fighting Assad, but also each other (thereby negating whatever opportunity they had at overthrowing Assad).

It quickly became apparent that the competing factions of America’s military-intelligence complex were were not only fighting each other, but that many (if not all) of them were jihadist groups as committed to the destruction of the United States as they were to the overthrow of Assad in Syria. It was in Syria where ISIS built its caliphate. It is believed that ISIS fighters unwittingly may have been trained and equipped by the CIA in Turkey!

These facts about Syria’s opposition not only were ignored by Washington elites, but the Permanent Bipartisan Fusion Party continued to provide varying levels of support for the Syrian rebels (even as American troops went to Syria in order to decimate the ISIS caliphate that had grown there). America’s covert intelligence and military services had become lost in a wilderness of mirrors and shadows. Rather than step back from the situation and reassess, Washington just kept plunging forward, hoping that the problem would sort itself out with the right combination of American military aid and pressure.

Then came the added complication that Assad was being supported by Iran and Russia. Washington’s apparatchiks reasoned that the United States could not simply leave Syria then because to do so would be to hand the country over to Iran and Russia! Of course, under the Assad Regime, Syria has been a Russian client going back to the 1970s and an Iranian one going back to the 1980s. This is to say nothing of the fact that the Assad family belongs to the Alawite clan, which are a subgroup of the Shia Islam faith (and Iran is a predominantly Shiite state). Dislodging either Russia or Iran from Syria—without totally removing Assad from power—was a fantasy that only Washington’s uniparty could convince itself to believe.

Nevertheless, Washington chose to intensify its operations in Syria—risking war both with Russia and Iran, even as its Syrian “rebel” factions turned on America and each other.

As difficult to believe as you may think it—and it is—the story gets even more convoluted and clusterfuck-ish from there, with Turkey providing on object lesson on why NATO is useless, outmoded, unhelpful at best, and no longer worth the trouble or expense of preserving. It’s long past time for us to get out of Syria, among too many other withering conflicts that are draining our resources, exhausting our personnel, and grinding down our equipment—all to no good end, serving no legitimate national interest, in futile pursuit of no readily-identifiable goal. Just…clusterfuck, forever and ever, amen.

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Belated enlightenment

Another NeverTrumpTard awakens from delusional slumber.

I chose a third path in 2016 and the nation decided otherwise. Now, as we head into 2020, it is clear the paths forward are still between the Republicans and Democrats. The path of opting out or protesting now to me seems irrelevant as we have a President who is no longer a hypothetical against any of a host of Democrats who too extreme for the nation.

We have three years on which to judge President Trump’s administration and vision for the country. We also have lots of real world examples of where the Democrats want to head.

We have a party that is increasingly hostile to religion and now applies religious tests to blocking judicial nominees. We have a party that believes children can be murdered at birth. We have a party that would set back the economic progress of this nation by generations through their environmental policies. We have a party that uses the issue of Russia opportunistically. We have a party that has weaponized race, gender, and other issues to divide us all while calling the President “divisive.” We have a party that is deeply, deeply hostile to large families, small businesses, strong work ethics, gun ownership, and traditional values. We have a party that is more and more openly anti-Semitic.

On top of that, we have an American media that increasingly views itself not as a neutral observer, but as an anti-Trump operation. The daily litany of misreported and badly reported stories designed to paint this Administration in a negative light continues to amaze me. Juxtapose the contrast in national reporting on the President and race or Brett Kavanaugh and old allegations with the media dancing around the issues in Virginia. Or compare and contrast the media’s coverage of the New York and Virginia abortion laws with their coverage of this President continuing the policies of the Obama Administration at the border, including the Obama policy of separating children from adults. Or look now at how the media is scrambling to cover for and make excuses for the Democrats’ “Green New Deal,” going so far as to suggest that maybe, just maybe, the outline of policy initiatives was an error or forged.

Now, I don’t mean to bang on poor ol’ Erick too hard here, mind; at least he didn’t outright advocate voting for Her Herness in 2016, unlike a lot of other NeverTrumpTard twatwaffles we could name. Nonetheless I just have to ask: what part of the above WASN’T true of the Demonrats way, way back in 2016? Does Erickson really think they’ve changed that radically since all of…umm, two-three years ago? Or is he only just getting around to realizing these things now? Neither of those possibilities says anything complimentary about his political astuteness, however dedicated he may be to Muh Principles. In all fairness, though, his closer is clear-eyed enough, if still a bit Pollyanna-ish.

My friends in the center-right coalition who are flirting with Democrats are, more often than not, not really socially conservative. But I am. That party offers me no home and is deeply hostile to people of faith. The President has shown himself to not share my faith convictions any more than the other side, but the President has shown he is willing to defend my faith convictions and is supportive of them.

I could stay home or vote third party as I did in 2016. But what will that get me? The ability to say “not my problem” or the self-assurance that I didn’t get dirty in having to choose? I have many Christian friends who, when I have discussed this, tell me I should just stay home and turn my back. Both parties, they tell me, are profoundly corrupt. And they’re right. But I am not looking for a messiah in politics and don’t have some religious sentiment tied to my vote. While I understand and accept the sincere conviction of some of my friends who have decided they will just sit out the process, I have decided otherwise. In 2016, we knew who the Democrats were and were not sure of who Donald Trump was. Now we know both and I prefer this President to the alternative.

I will vote for Donald Trump and Mike Pence. And, to be clear, it will not be just because of what the other side offers, but also because of what the Trump-Pence team has done. They’ve earned my vote.

I’d say so myself, plus some. But then I’m one of those who were duped by the Orange Man from the very beginning, so my opinion don’t count for much. Even so, ain’t it nice that enough of us benighted Dirt People recognized certain hard realities to kill the awful prospect of two or three Hillary!™ Supreme Court appointments a-borning—not to mention providing thumbsucking fence-sitters like Erickson with the privilege of a risk-free Presidential test drive before they actually committed themselves to anything in 2020. What the hell, better late than never, I suppose. So welcome aboard, Erick.

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Abject ruin

The inevitable end-stage of socialism.

Until recently, Venezuela was the model for the Left. Indeed, our own Jeremy Corbyn, AOC’s new BFF, habitually lauded the Venezuelan dream.

At least, he did until people began dining on zoo animals.

Because the Venezuela of reality is now inconvenient. That’s why you won’t hear Representative Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-N.Y.) talk much about it. Corbyn and his pals here insist on “caution.” That Maduro was elected by the people. A courtesy not extended to President Trump.

The reality must never besmirch the idea. An idea Maduro is so committed to, he told reporters this week that humanitarian aid is not welcome. It would humiliate his people.

“We are not beggars. You want to come humiliate Venezuela and I will not let our people be humiliated,” he told state TV.

Perhaps those people are already humiliated. Once the wealthiest nation in South America, Venezuela, sitting atop vast oil reserves, is now a jumble of crises. There’s little food, medicine, drinkable water. Diseases of yesteryear enjoy a renaissance. Gangs maraud. Mothers pick through garbage.

Allowing such aid, bequeathed by the American gringo oppressors, would be to admit failure. That the grand quixotic project has indeed joined every other socialist experiment in abject ruin.

Sorta reminds me of Kipling:

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began. 
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire, 
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;

And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins, 
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, 
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

Smart fella, that Kipling. Damned near prescient, too. No wonder the libtards hate him so much. But as I always say, their argument isn’t with him. It’s with reality.

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Why we always lose

The familiar whimper of the weak-kneed perennial loser: “This is not Who We Are.

Northam’s Career Shouldn’t Be Destroyed By His (Awful) Photo In Blackface
Virginia Governor Ralph Northam’s photo in blackface from medical school is racist by any standard, but it should not disqualify him from public service.

Oh, yes it damned well should.

Let’s be clear about one thing, by the standards of today’s left there is no question that this photo is disqualifying and that by those standards he must step down. Brett Kavanaugh’s yearbook, and the controversy surrounding it make this clear. In this case it isn’t vague, Northam is obviously engaged in racist behavior, he admits it, this isn’t a clue, or innuendo, as with Kavanaugh, but photographic evidence. Oh, and his yearbook quote was about enjoying beer.

If a photo of a Republican politician in blackface from 1984 (or 1954 for that matter) emerged, the entire media would be out with the tar and feathers. And maybe they will be with Northam. Maybe Chris Cuomo and Don Lemon will wax poetic about Northam’s grave sin and how nothing has really changed much. These are the rules the left wants.

And they should get them—good and hard.

But they aren’t the right rules.

Don’t care. At this point, there’s no reason any of us should. Wrong as they no doubt are, they are the rules currently in place; all that remains to us is to see that they’re fairly applied, right across the board. Only after the swine that created them are forced to suffer under them too will there be any hope of undoing them.

In fact, they are seeds of little but destruction.

Yep—if we play it the right way, like we gave a damn about the outcome, the Left’s destruction.

Conservatives should be forgiven a moment of schadenfreude over the revelation. Take the moment; enjoy it, tweet, revel, and meme––go to town. But after the party, remember this isn’t what we stand for. Northam’s entire professional career should not face the wrecking ball based on a stupid and racist costume that was almost certainly meant to be a joke (albeit a bad one). He has apologized, now, too.

The opportunity here is not to take Northam down, but to show progressives the folly of their ways. To teach them that their unforgiving dredging of the past for incidents of insufficient wokeness will wreak havoc on their own, as well as on others. This is an opportunity to commit to the idea that forgiveness, especially for an instance of racism so long ago, must be possible.

Oh please, you silly little gawdhelpus. The Left DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT about “the folly of their ways,” or that they’re playing by “the wrong rules.” There ARE no opportunities to “teach” them, about anything; with obstinate, fanatical ideologues, there are never any “teachable moments,” because they aren’t teachable. They aren’t interested in your ideas or beliefs; they don’t care how “wrong” you might think they are, and they don’t care to discuss the matter with you. They care about defeating you, and nothing more. They will do whatever it takes to get the job done; they will go to the mat on even the most trivial issue, fighting tooth and nail to see you undone. And that’s the difference between them and you.

I dunno, can it be possible that this guy never heard of the infamous Rules laid down by Lefty’s patron saint, spiritual guide, and tactical inspiration—rules constantly wielded against their enemies without remorse or restraint, with near-total success?

4. “Make the enemy live up to its own book of rules.”
5. “Ridicule is man’s most potent weapon.”
8. “Keep the pressure on.”
10. “The major premise for tactics is the development of operations that will maintain a constant pressure upon the opposition.”

Rule 4 is the crucial one in this instance, but they all apply. No matter, says Marcus; we must be better than that. Otherwise, we run the risk of actually winning one now and then. And that—HORROR OF HORRORS!—we must never, ever do.

The photograph is racist, full stop. A 25-year-old, even in 1984 should have known better. But is it beyond forgiveness? We must have harsh penalties for racism, but if we use these harsh penalties for 35-year-old jokes, or deeply tasteless costumes caught on camera, we risk minimizing far more serious, present racism, by failing to distinguish between the severity of different actions. If this was nothing more than a joke or costume, Northam should be allowed to survive it. Disqualifying him for it makes disqualifying accusations of racism a mile wide and an inch deep. And that isn’t a good approach to fighting racism.

My emphasis above highlights another way we lose: by granting the Left’s premises, agreeing to be bound by lines they draw for us. “We must have harsh penalties for racism”—WHY, exactly? Why must we vigilantly police the attitudes and opinions of the populace against Badthink?

“Far more serious, present racism”? WHERE, exactly? There are already sanctions in place for institutional racial discrimination, which addresses the matter as well as it can ever be. Racism itself, individual and private—an instinctive, unthinking bias in favor of one’s own tribe, along with a negative bias against others—is one of the primordial attributes of human nature, and can never be completely eradicated. Do Muh True Conservative Principles™ really require that we endorse a lapse into full-tilt-boogie Orwellian dystopianism with “harsh penalties for racism” too?

Oh HELL no. Take Northam down—ALL THE WAY down, forever. Then go find another shitlib and do the same to him. Lather, rinse, repeat, again and again, until they’re brought to their fucking knees and pleading for mercy. It’s long past time the Left felt the boot grinding into their own faces for a while. As Schlichter always says, give them a bellyful of the New Rules until they choke.

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Short, sweet

A succinct old-school fisking from a venerable OG blogger.

Phoenix restaurant says this is a photo of coal miners. But I see offensive blackface. “Fact: The photograph shows coal miners’ faces covered in soot. The context of the photograph is not the issue.”

It’s not an issue because — let me repeat myself — you’re a pathetic attention-seeing idiot who doesn’t care about facts.

“At the downtown Phoenix restaurant, my concern that the photograph of men in blackface was a threat to me and my face and voice were ignored.”

Your concern deserved to be ignored because — let’s be clear here — it’s a really stupid concern, born of a deep desire to feel important and offended and powerful.

“The operators of that downtown restaurant can choose to take the photograph down, leave it up or create a title card with an intention statement. No matter their decision, I think the photograph should be taken down — sacrificing one image for the greater good.”

Making you feel more powerful isn’t “the greater good.” In fact, empowering people who are, let’s be clear again, pathetic attention-seeking idiots who don’t care about the facts and are desperate to find something to be offended about, is horribly destructive to society.

And while we’re at it, your desire to ignore the “context” ignores these men’s lives, their sacrifice, and their suffering to superimpose your own pathetic, attention-seeking idiocy, erasing their lived experience in support of your own momentary striving for importance. It’s patronizing and, dare I say, privileged cultural appropriation. Apologize at once.

Click on through to see who our mystery OG is. Although when I mention that, in comparison with his usual familiar style, this post is an extended polemic, you’ll probably be able to guess easily enough. And when I add that whenever this fellow lets it rip, it damned sure rips, you’ll know right away.

As for apologizing: since all we’d get is another of those smarmy “sorry if you were offended” non-apologies, I’m willing to forego it as a pointless waste of time.

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“What the hell is wrong with you?”

The word “chutzpah” is nowhere NEAR adequate.

Let me be direct about this: You people are a bunch of hysterical ninnies, and it is time for you to grow the hell up.

You know who you are.

The Covington fiasco has proved to be a clarifying moment. And here is what has been made clear: Much of the American media is no longer engaged in journalism. It is engaged in opposition research and in what is sometimes known among political operatives as “black p.r.”—the sinister twin of ordinary public relations. As Joy Behar, as profoundly dim and tedious a person as American public life has to offer, forthrightly confessed: The hysteria and outright dishonesty surrounding the Covington students had nothing to do with them. It has to do with narrowly partisan, selfish, deeply stupid, entirely unpatriotic, childish, foot-stamping, fingers-in-the-ears, weeping, cooties-loathing, teary-eyed, tremulous, quavering, pansified, gormless, deceitful, dishonorable, and cynical politics of the lowest kind — the politics of Us and Them.

We’ve all seen how this goes, 10,000 times. Some character does — or at least is said to have done — something in the range between unseemly and horrifying, and he has some political attachment, however vague. Cynical political operatives and the low-minded partisans who enjoy being treated like idiots engage in what in normal times would forthrightly be regarded as a smear: “That mad bomber had pro-Trump posts on his Facebook page, ergo President Trump bears some kind of responsibility for this.”

Here are some of the idiots and idiotic institutions who engaged in that recently in the matter of Cesar Sayoc. Chris Truax in USA Today: “Trump bears moral responsibility for pipe bombs. Denying it just makes things worse.” Jonathan Chait, New York: “Bomber Cesar Sayoc is a By-product of Trump’s Party.” Even Rick Wilson debased himself, writing in The Daily Beast: “Of Course Donald Trump Inspired Cesar Sayoc’s Alleged Terrorism.” That’s a particularly asinine headline: For Trump’s culpability, it’s “of course,” while Sayoc’s crimes are “alleged.” That isn’t the kind of stupidity that happens by accident. These claims are pure intellectual dishonesty. They are smears, and there is no good-faith case to be made for them. All of these writers should be ashamed.

And the fact that a couple of children in MAGA hats engaged in boorish behavior — which isn’t even a fact, as it turns out, but a lie constructed and wholesaled with malice aforethought — wouldn’t have told us one damn thing about Donald J. Trump, his administration, or his political supporters at large. The fact that we had a momentary national moral crisis over the (as is turns out, fictitious) actions of a couple of nobody teenagers is all the evidence anybody needs of the fundamentally hysterical and unserious times in which we live. In a sane world, nobody cares about whether a 16-year-old boy somewhere…smirked.

Everybody who has pretended like that smirk tells us something serious about the state of the world is a liar and a fraud.

Well, maybe. Know who else is “a liar and a fraud,” though? Know what other “idiotic institution” jumped in with both feet on the Covington Kids clusterfuck? That had the monumental gall to enthusiastically revile the supposed atrocity of “attacking” the “recon ranger” Vietnam-vet (dis)honest injun in no uncertain terms—then, when the wheels came off, issue one of those non-apology apologies—not for playing along with yet another Lefty lie and denouncing innocent youths for something they didn’t do, but for nothing more egregious than doing so in language that was just a wee mite too “strong”? Well, here’s a clue for ya:

The Covington Students Might as Well Have Just Spit on the Cross

That’s the headline of a piece—one of several others, actually—from…guess where? In case you hadn’t figured it out already, it’s from the wholly execrable NRO. The first excerpt above is none other than Kevin Williamson waxing self-righteously indignant over the way both Cuckmedia and shitlib outlets sought to destroy the lives of young men who, I repeat, had done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG—who had, contrary to Teh Narrative™, been victimized themselves, and who are now dealing with death threats and harrassment and will be for the rest of their lives. The Julie Kelly piece I ran the other day enumerates NRO’s brass-balled villainy:

Two NRO articles addressed the media’s malfeasance in the matter. In particular, “Nathan Phillips Lied, The Media Bought It,” wrote Kyle Smith.

But the fact that editors for National Review also bought into the various lies escaped mention. This also included senior editor Jay Nordlinger, who deleted a January 19 tweet that read, “the images of those red-hat kids surrounding and mocking that old Indian are unbearable. Absolutely unbearable. An American disgrace.” Jonah Goldberg hand-waved away Frankovich’s vicious post as just “different people reaching different conclusions or having different opinions.”

So in other words, Williamson is now expressing OUTRAGE! over the very thing NRO is guilty of themselves. A fact which is ‘fessed up to precisely nowhere in his article. Not once.

Curiously, I had to go to one of those internet archive sites to dig the Frankovich headline up, since the original smear-job was quickly deleted once the truth came out and Williamson’s fellow NRO cucks made a rapid about-face into full ass-covering mode. My first link up above is to Insty’s excerpt of the Williamson tommyrot; I haven’t bothered with NRO myself since they went totally NeverTrumpTard nuts, and I ain’t linking ’em now. He damned sure did get at least one thing right, though:

The Covington fiasco has proved to be a clarifying moment.

It damned sure has; after this, it’s quite clear that anybody who fails to lump the NeverTrumpTard/Decepticon cucks right in with their fellow Lefty peas-in-a-pod is a damned fool. Frauds, propagandists, and dishonest smear merchants, the lot of them. Honestly though, Williamson gets more than just the one thing right; most of the piece is fairly well on the money, more or less. But the fact that he blithely skates right past NRO’s own malfeasance and guilt renders the whole thing null and void. The Atlantic should have kept him on; this conveniently dishonest piece of crap shows that he would have fit right in there.

A proper apology update! How it’s done, what it looks like.

I thought (knew!) they were punks and said so publicly. I was as wrong as I could be about that, and I am deeply sorry. Sorry to anyone who saw that on my Facebook page. Sorry to anyone it swayed to think badly about the boys. Sorry to the boys themselves, their school, and their parents.

Now, let me be clear. My Facebook audience is minuscule, so the number of folks who saw my comment was insignificant. I don’t apologize or excuse myself for how few I passed the false story to. I apologize for joining the horde, period.

I will be writing a personal letter of apology to the boys, not to further flagellate myself, but to offer something to counter the mega-tons of vitriol that came crashing down upon them. They should go on with the rest of their young lives knowing that many regret contributing to their public impugning.

They need to know that the world is indeed fairer than this, and to have faith in people doing the right thing when the whole story is gathered.

Well said, although I’d say they’ve learned exactly what they ought to about just how “fair” this world really is; however bleak the lesson, it’s something they have to face up to, especially as the country continues its Leftward drift and decay. Unfortunately, after his handsome apology the author stumbles just a bit:

Second, the MAGA hats played a role. Even though I support many of President Trump’s policies and want to see him succeed at what he told voters he would do, I did react negatively to the kids wearing those hats.

I assumed that youth wearing such hats to the March for Life two years after the election were interested in getting in peoples’ faces. I made that assumption for no good reason in particular. What in me would assume nefarious ends for this reason, just like those suffering from congenital Trump Derangement Syndrome do? I’m not sure.

Plenty of people on our side have complained similarly about the supposed “provocation” of…wearing a political hat at a political rally? WTF is up with that? And have we really been dragged so very far to the Left that expressing a wish to see America made great again is offensive and unacceptable—a radical idea not fit for exposure to public view?

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Dog-piling cucks

The Decepticons of True Conservative Inc™ WERE awfully quick to join the rat-pack smear of the Covington Kids, weren’t they? Particularly egregious and repellent was the effete/elite gangtackle from the once-relevant NRO, which spared no effort in disgracing themselves just as soon as the Left deployed their usual liar’s-hit-and-run tactic to attack a group of fine, upstanding young men who had done absolutely nothing whatsoever wrong. Unfortunately for them, Ace is PISSED, and he’s all over ’em thusly:

And remember, National Review and the various other cucklings were right there alongside the hard left and CNN (But I repeat myself) in proclaiming that wearing a MAGA hat was/is itself a hatecrime — a hatcrime — which is provocative and deserves a response up to and including violent assault.

Oh — and don’t forget, they were white and male and Christian, so that means the left is going to lynch them for nothing, and that also means the Cuck Fake-Right is going to help string up the rope to do it, so they don’t miss an invitation to the next cocktail party.

Oh — and National Review continues pretending it wasn’t part of the lynch mob.

Here, have another:

Personally, I don’t read National Review any more, and have not in literal years. The only time I see it is on the rare occasion someone tells me that Andrew McCarthy has written something worth reading (something that isn’t his customary defend-his-former-colleagues-at-all-costs reflex).

That, and when I’m alerted that Jonah Goldberg is plagiarizing me again.

I’m not even aware of National Review any longer. They’re…they’re just so far out of the arena they have no effect on the game at all. (Except when they want to add credibility to a leftwing lynching operation.)

Tim Pool is not a conservative, but he does know that the hard left — the “identitarian left,” the antifa left– plays dirty and he does not like it.

Tim Pool is worth fifteen cucks from National Review — and he’s actually a left-winger to boot!

If a one-man operation, consisting of one left-of-center commentator, is a better defender of innocently slandered conservative boys and a better critic of leftwing panic-mobs than our alleged right-wing institutions:

What is the point of having these institutions?

Maybe it’s time to do some trimming of the deadweight. Maybe it’s time to start funding other people who do not have a proven track record of complete failure and fecklessness, and who actually have an impulse to fight the left’s brutalizations of conservative voters instead of saying, “Hey, if we surrendered some more, it might confuse them!”

What cannot be reformed must be destroyed.

Expect more snark from AllahPundit and the other preening cucks about how Trump should stay out of this and leave the kids’ defense to the Adults in the Room who can really protect them, like National Review, Bill Kristol, Ana Navaro, Seth “The Beefcake Avenger” Mandel, etc….

Hugh “This shit sandwich sure is tasty!” Hewitt—quite possibly the first known specimen of Cuckservapithicus to rise from the primordial political soup, an eons-old whipping boy for us rougher, crustier, more cantenkerous sorts—comes in for his share too:

And while Hugh Hewitt is still attacking the Covington Kids, he has decided to issue an apology.

Not about jumping on the Covington Lynching Party bandwagon.

No, he’s apologizing to Media Matters (!!!) because he said that Joe Biden had “transgendered” to Alexandria Ocasia-Cortez, and that’s offensive.

So Biden gets an apology, and Media Matters gets and apology, and the Tranny Mafia gets an apology, and the Covington kids get… lectures and harumphing from an old limpdicked c*nt.

Eh, fuck ’em. They’re little people. Just some hicks from the sticks. They’re not True Conservatives like Joe Biden is.

Courage. The cucks are just plum full of it. Overflowing with it, in fact.

Yep. Integrity, too. Trustworthiness and reliability. Above all else, the will and determination to FIGHTY FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!! for dem True Conservative Principles, right down to the last DC cocktail party hors d’oeuvre on the silver salver. If the Left gives ’em permission first, natch.

Oh, and if any of you CF noobs are scratching your heads over that “shit sandwich” reference above, it’s from the early Cretaceous Period of the warblogosphere—happily preserved in amber for our posterity by our old friend Physics Geek, who used the Wayback Machine to gingerly prize it from the earth:

Shit Sandwich Suprisingly Tasty; I Give It A B+
by Hugh Hewitt

I know what you’re thinking: “Why should I try a shit sandwich?” I might have felt the same way a few days ago, but now I’m a believer.

I was chatting with an administration insider over the weekend. During a sidebar in the conversation, it was intimated to me that President Bush’s favorite late-night snack was a “shit sandwich” with tartar sauce on the side. That encouraged me to give it a shot with an open mind. I know the president is intuitive yet discriminating  in his choices, and isn’t afraid to go against the conventional wisdom. He also needs a lot of energy to get up early and fight the GWOT each day.

So I tried it. The verdict? Earthy, no-nonsense flavor. The tangy contrast of the tartar sauce is initially off-putting, but like Bush, I’m in this game for the long term. I’ll give it some time to grow on me. It’s easily a B+ snack.

UPDATE: My insider friend just called me again; apparently I misheard his end of the conversation, it was a fish sandwich. Well, that shouldn’t surprise me. In addition to introducing bold new ideas, Bush has always shown an appreciation for the traditional eating values that made this country great in the first place.

I laughed like hell at it then, and I’m still laughing like hell at it now. In fact, I enjoyed it so much I’ve mentioned it several times over the years, including this two-bagger slap at both Hewitt and Romney from ’07. As for PG, he still pops up in the comments here once in a while, and I’m damned proud to have him too. Ace promises a whole week of this stuff, and I’m gonna use another of his posts on it as a springboard for closing out that Larger Thoughts post I’m currently mired to the wheelwells in myself.

“Shameful” update! Et tu, Julie? Oh, you betcha.

But this time they crossed a line. It wasn’t their usual hyperventilating about Trump-Russia conspiracies or “shithole countries” comments or exit strategies for our troops in the Middle East. No, this time they exploited innocent high school students for their own political gratification. They abandoned not just their professional duty but their self-proclaimed conservative principles and any sense of decency—all in order to Get Trump.

It’s hard to see how they can stoop any lower.

And these weren’t just any group of random high schoolers. These are boys who were attending an event to support a cause that conservatives have championed—despite immense cultural opposition—for the past four decades. Young boys who attend a religious school and presumably are from faithful families trying to instill traditional values in their children despite the Left’s continued assault on those values. Young boys who probably represent everything that the modern-day conservative movement has claimed to promote since its inception. Young boys who probably view their MAGA hats as a sign of patriotism and respect for the president, not a symbol of Racist Rube Nation. Young boys who we now know acted in a polite and deferential manner even while they were under attack by grown men taunting them and hurling hateful epithets at them.

But what did Trump-hating “conservatives” do? They betrayed boys who, by all appearances, are the progeny of conservatism. They aided the Left in the virtual thrashing that prompted death threats against the children and their families. They acted in the same way—worse!—they accuse the president of behaving. They sided with the enemy.

And when confronted with evidence, there is no real apology or soul-searching. The public and the maligned families are just supposed to accept their vague, “oops, my bad” tweets and move on.

Further, the same crowd of call-out conservatives, the nags who constantly are telling us which Republican lawmaker or presidential aide or Fox News anchor must be reprimanded for one imagined offense or another, have been silent on calling out their own tribe for joining the Covington High School outrage mob. Where is David French “calling out” his pal, Bill Kristol, for his two (deleted) tweets about the kids, including calling them “MAGA brats”? Where are the Referees of the Right demanding that Ana Navarro or Ben Howe or Jennifer Rubinapologize for vilifying innocent kids? Where are the conspiracy trackers like Jim Swift condemning Jim Swift for peddling this fiction? And why isn’t one conservative demanding that S.E. Cupp be fired from CNN for slandering these kids on her program? (She unconvincingly apologized on Twitter on Monday.)

I’m still firm in my belief that GOPe politicians and party officials are actually acting as collaborators with the Democommies to preserve the Deep State and keep increasing its power and reach, but I’m willing to accept for consideration that these Muh Principles! pundits are just stupid, officious, and easily-led. Pay attention to Julie’s third ‘graph above; I bolded it for ya, because you will be seeing this material again.

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