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The new rules

The most sidesplitting photo I’ve seen all week.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back to Ace for the ironic bit:

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

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

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

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More estrogen, stat!

Yeah, this is a perfectly normal, stable, mentally-healthy person here.

It’s an amazing time to be alive, full of wonder and terror and confusion all mixed together in a soup of “what could possibly happen next?”  that keeps us all on our toes. Today’s dose of insanity comes from a viral video of a transgender man who had a testosterone-fueled meltdown because someone called him “sir” in a GameStop in Albuquerque, New Mexico (video below). The minimum-wage employee who took the brunt of the all-male rage-a-thon should win Employee of the Year for trying his hardest to diffuse the situation.

It’s interesting that his first outburst is at a woman standing off camera who calls him “sir,” as if a woman, who can clearly see for herself what she is looking at, should have to cater to a man’s particular fantasy and properly “gender” him according to his wishes and not according to her own eyeballs. This is the kind of insanity the left wants to foist on biological women in the locker room. Can you imagine encountering him when you’re half-dressed and scared? Yikes.

The employee is going to be under fire if I know anything about the outraged tranny mob, so buckle up for a smear campaign to get him excused from his position and rendered unemployable anywhere else. This is despite the fact that he apologized to this tantrum-throwing man several times and began calling him “ma’am,” as requested. If you’re a six-foot-tall 200-pound man who likes to be called “she,” shouldn’t you have some compassion for others around you who have no idea? For all the guy behind the counter knew, maybe it likes to be called “xe” or “they.” How is anyone supposed to know? (And it is more than a little humorous that he pulled out the “I’ll show you a sir” line when it suited him to be a tough guy.)

The other problem here is the idea that one person can force others to comply with his personal fantasies. This man, who wants to be seen as a woman, is living in his own fantasy where he demands that others not involved in the same fantasy take part in it. This is not what a free society looks like. Mister Roid Rage (as I’ve taken to calling him in my head) has a right to live how he pleases and dress how he pleases but he does not have the right to force free people around him to take part in his internal delusions. If he wants to be around people who will look past the obvious and call him “her,” then he should go to drag bars. But if he’s shopping in the real world, he should expect that normies are gonna normie and call a man a man, not to belittle, but because that’s the reality.

Actually, I suspect it’s more likely that they really weren’t sure WHAT the hell this guy was supposed to be, and blurted “sir” more or less reflexively, without much forethought or intent at all. They were in the presence of a damned big weird-ass dude in a dress, speaking in a deep, masculine voice. He was agitated, confrontational; it was obvious at a glance that this wasn’t somebody any normal person would want to have any interaction with at all. In fact, he was precisely the sort of unbalanced whackjob almost all of us would go a good bit out of our way to get away from—the kind of unnerving Bedlamite any city-dweller knows not to make eye contact with at all, ever. Have a look and tell me different:




Far as I’m concerned, this toxic, dangerous freak shouldn’t even be allowed to run around loose and unsupervised. Guess that opinion makes me “transgenderphobic” or something, I dunno. Don’t care, either.

As for the ongoing campaign to force demented, hair-triggered freaks like this down everyone’s throats as perfectly normal or natural, just slightly “different,” it’s all part of a Soviet-instigated project to undermine and weaken the US by sowing FUD and chaos in direct challenge not only to traditional American values and norms, but to the accepted definition of certain words and concepts—a project now being faithfully carried on and even expanded by our own homegrown Marxists. If that sounds far-fetched, even paranoid, to you, I’ll refer you yet again to Eric Raymond’s two seminal essays on the topic.

And if it STILL puts your credence to the test, consider this: how many Leftards do you think will hail this lunatic as a “hero” for xims’ “courage” in standing so firmly against bigotry, oppression, and hate?

Yeah, there ya go.

On the other hand, just for contrariness’s sake, if ever there was someone who could really use a stiff daily jolt of estrogen to keep him relatively docile and dial back the rampant testicle-juice aggro somewhat, it’s probably the guy in the video. I’d bet the locals who have to deal with him on anything like a regular basis would be quite willing to have their taxes pay for it, too.

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Easy-peasy

All this confusion and angst over such a simple, obvious fact.

Two Princeton groups recently held an event celebrating menstruation where students were told that menstrual periods are not limited solely to women, and that people other than women can menstruate. However, the groups refused to comment or expand on this argument. Princeton feminist groups contacted by The College Fix also declined to discuss the issue.

At the recent “Menstruation Celebration,” hosted by Princeton Students for Reproductive Justice and Princeton Students for Gender Equality, the organizations were “urging people to stop referring to menstruation as a women’s issue, since transgender and non-binary people get periods as well.”

Menstruation, a monthly biological event in which the uterus sheds its lining if there is no embryo present, is widely understood by biologists and scientists to be a phenomenon that affects only females.

“Widely understood”? It is to laugh. Since the definition of “female” can be reduced to “homogametic (ie, two X chromosomes), ovaries, fallopian tubes, and a uterus,” then mentally-ill people such as “transgenders” and “nonbinaries” who possess those characteristics are, BY DEFINITION AND ACCORDING TO SCIENCE, female, and their fantasies, desires, and/or delusions be damned. The only—ONLY—exceptions would be true hermaphrodites, which are quite rare.

Why, oh why, do libtards hate Teh Science™ so?

Then we lapse into some real hilarity:

Neither Princeton Students for Reproductive Justice nor Princeton Students for Gender Equality responded to repeated requests for comment from The College Fix on the position that individuals other than women can menstruate. The Fix also asked the groups whether or not other topics commonly seen as “women’s issues,” such as abortion, should no longer be referred to as such.

Princeton is home to a wide array of women’s and feminist groups. The College Fix reached out to several of these organizations to see if they had differing opinions on menstruation being strictly a women’s issue. All eight organizations failed to comment, including the Princeton Association of Black Women, Princeton for Women in Politics, the Graduate Women of Color Caucus, Women’s Political Caucus, Wym’on Stage, and SpeakOut.

Well, naturally. You microaggressed ’em, dude. That always sends ’em screaming off to their safe spaces to curl up into a fetal ball and tremble for a few hours.

The umbrella organization for these feminist groups, the Princeton Women*s Center, has lately promoted LGBT ideology in its programming and events. This past October, the Women*s Center began coordinating two “Queering the Color Line” events each month to create “an affirming space for LGBTQIA Students of Color to meet and share a meal.”.

Explaining why the Women*s Center uses an asterisk rather than an apostrophe in its name, the organization writes on its website: “When you come upon an asterisk in your reading, you recognize it as a [sic] indication that there’s something more to learn. We use the asterisk to suggest that we are much more than our name implies: the Center is not just for women nor is it just about women. We welcome and engage persons of all genders here, including genderqueer, nonconforming, transgender folks, and cisgender men.”

Like I always say, you just can’t parody these goofballs anymore. Lucky for those of us who still occasionally try, though, they’re doing it themselves.

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Reality bites bitten

Wahddya, some kinda science denier or something?

In yet another blatant attack on science, a newly-approved education guideline in the United Kingdom says that all genders can menstruate, not just girls.

The new guidelines from the Neighbourhoods, Inclusion, Communities, and Equalities Committee of the Brighton & Hove City Council advocate a “period positive approach” when talking about menstruation to students, an approach that basically teaches children the exact opposite of what actually happens, according to LifeSiteNews.

The guidelines state that students as young as age eight and nine will be taught “age and development appropriate period education within a planned programme of relationships and sex education.” It also calls for “single gender sessions” when “appropriate and with careful management” while suggesting that inclusive language when referring to “girls and women and others who have periods.”

As noted by LifeSiteNews, the cities of Brighton and Hove have been pushing an extreme transgender agenda for some time now. Back in October, the school released a “Trans Inclusion Schools Toolkit” that compared not calling someone by their preferred pronoun to harassment while calling for “safeguarding procedures” for parents who refuse to endorse their child’s gender identity.

“In 2016, the Brighton & Hove City Council angered parents by sending them a letter telling them to ‘please support your child to choose the gender they most identify with,'” reports the outlet. “The letter went to parents with kids as young as four.”

The new guidelines echo the words spoken by Angela Ponce, the first trans Miss Universe contestant from Spain, who recently said that a woman does not have to have a vagina.

Well, that’s Once Great Britain for ya; thank goodness such an absurd, moronic thing could never happen here…uhh, that is…I mean, well, uhhh…

Oh.

While the Trump administration here in the United States has been fighting the transgender movement by disallowing them from the military and by recognizing gender by a person’s genitalia at birth, teachers still face harsh censoring if they so much as use the wrong pronoun when addressing a trans student.

Just this month, a teacher in Virginia lost his job because he refused to call a transgender student by their preferred pronoun.

Give him a tampon and tell him to stick it wherever he likes. Poor ol’ Alice Cooper must be feeling mighty embattled right about now.




How long before the Badthink Police catch up with this despicable hate-criminal, I wonder?

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It ain’t over until the fat transgender lesbian sings

And in the case of the Colorado cake-baker whose “victory” we were all celebrating not long ago…well, guess what? She ain’t sung yet. And never will, until he and his Badthink is crushed utterly.

Attorneys for a Colorado baker who refused to make a wedding cake for a gay couple on religious grounds – a stand partially upheld by the U.S. Supreme Court – argued in federal court Tuesday that the state is punishing him again over his refusal to bake a cake celebrating a gender transition.

Lawyers for Jack Phillips, owner of Masterpiece Cakeshop in suburban Denver, are suing to try to stop the state from taking action against him over the new discrimination allegation. They say the state is treating Phillips with hostility because of his Christian faith and pressing a complaint that they call an “obvious setup.”

“At this point, he’s just a guy who is trying to get back to life. The problem is the state of Colorado won’t let him,” Jim Campbell, an attorney for the Alliance Defending Freedom, said after the hearing. The conservative Christian nonprofit law firm is representing Phillips.

State officials argued for the case to be dismissed, but the judge said he was inclined to let the case move forward and would issue a written ruling later.

Oh, of COURSE he was. Cake Man will be hounded for the rest of his life. He will never again know a moment’s peace, nor be allowed to dig himself out of poverty and destitution. And after all that, when he’s dead and buried the Democrat Socialist Indeterminate-Gender freaks will probably dig him up to spit on his mouldering corpse, rebury him, and then dig him up over and over and over again, for all eternity. Steyn, umm, fleshes the story out:

His tormentor is Autumn Scarpina, a “trans attorney” (for our Commonwealth readers, that’s not a solicitor who’s transitioning into a barrister). According to Newsweek, Ms Scarpina could be the same dissatisfied customer who emailed Mr Phillips with very specific instructions for a Church of Satan cake:

“I’m thinking a three-tiered white cake. Cheesecake frosting,” the customer wrote in the June 4 email, according to Phillips’ lawsuit filed in Denver’s federal court on Tuesday. “And the topper should be a large figure of Satan, licking a 9″ black Dildo. I would like the dildo to be an actual working model, that can be turned on before we unveil the cake.”

Maybe someone could sue United for declining to provide any Satanic meal options or IHOP for refusing to serve a short stack of blueberry dildos.

Or maybe the Colorado “Civil Rights” Commission could simply rule that henceforth no cakes can be sold in America except nine-inch black dildos with a thin slathering of frosting. Or maybe we can all sue the sex-aids shop for refusing to include any cake with its dildos. (By the way, isn’t a mere nine-inch black dildo kinda racist?)

Not if it’s a surgically-mutilated half-man, half-woman liberal homunculus shoving the thing up its lily-white ass with delight, it ain’t. Then anything goes, and everything’s just peachy. Just be wary of the “icing” on that cake, and don’t even THINK of asking to lick the beaters or the bowl.

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A riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma

Well, this is certainly…confusing.

“NJ woman”? One of those real-housewives-of-New-Jersey types? No, this is one of the real housewives of the new New Jersey:

A Secaucus woman has been accused of enslavement for allegedly forcing a Sri Lankan national to work for nine years without pay, federal prosecutors said.

Ah, a “Secaucus woman”: That narrows it down. Any chance of a name?

Alia Imad Faleh Al Hunaity, 43, was arraigned Wednesday in federal court in Camden and charged with forced labor, alien harboring and marriage fraud…

What did “Sri Lankan nationals” do to deserve being enslaved by these crazy out-of-control “Secaucus women”?

America’s newspapers would rather go out of business than tell you anything approximating to the reality of the situation – that this is a wealthy woman from Araby who would like to live as she does back in Saudi or the Emirates, which means importing the indentured servants she enjoys back in the old country. A third of the population of Saudi Arabia are “foreign workers”, mostly laboring in agriculture or domestic service. Just shy of a million are Sri Lankan. Because Saudis are the laziest buggers on the planet, and, having been enriched by oil, have no desire to make so much as a cup of tea for themselves.

So Ms al-Hunaity brought over her servant, enslaved her, and, in order to evade US immigration law, entered into a fake lesbian marriage…

I have written for years about the internal contradictions of the rainbow coalition – Amsterdam’s once famous “Homo Hotel” relaunching itself as a Muslim enterprise, the most fierce opposition to gay marriage in the Aussie referendum coming from the most Muslim constituencies, the orientational cleansing of London’s East End…

But you have to hand it to the more enterprising Mohammedans: Secure in the knowledge that Allah will cut them some slack, they’re willing to do whatever it takes – including tying the same-sex knot in order to import their slaves. One day the last elderly Episcopalian gays in San Francisco will notice that every other couple in the Castro District now seems to be a chap called Mohammed and the fetching young Bangladeshi houseboy who never leaves the house.

Well, they can comfort themselves by waxing even more indignant over how horrible those damned Christians are, I guess.

I can only doff my cap in awe to the faux-lesbo Muslim bint, though: she seems to have worked out exactly which of the Lefty pieties would be of most use as a prop in order to hornswoggle idiot American liberals into tacitly endorsing one of the uglier aspects of Islamic culture—a sin for which, had she been a Southerner, those same libtards would gladly have seen her publicly lynched, then rent asunder by wolves.

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Sodom and Gomorrha ain’t shit

This is beyond any doubt the sickest, most disgusting, most disturbing, most stomach-turning story I have ever seen in my life.

JUNGLE’S SICK SECRET The horrifying story of a prostitute orangutan named Pony who was chained to a bed, shaved daily and forced to perform sex acts on men twice her size

Pony spent six years having sex with men twice her size and was forced into wearing make-up and jewellery

CHAINED to a wall and lying on a dirty mattress with a full face of make-up, Pony the orangutan waited for her next client.

Men working in the nearby palm oil farm in Borneo would come into the brothel and could pay a couple of quid to have sex with a prostitute, or, shockingly, with her.

Knowing what was expected, Pony would gyrate her hips when a punter came to the door before being raped by men twice the size of her who paid her owner for the experience.

Stolen from her mum as a baby, the gentle ape’s entire body was shaved every other day, leaving her skin irritated, covered in sores and prone to mosquito bites – and she was taught how to perform sex acts.

It’s taken over a decade for Pony to recover from the unimaginable cruelty she suffered at the  “brothel” village – a destination popular with local farm workers who used prostitutes.

I haven’t words. There are pictures, and they’re heartbreaking. Honestly, I’ve agonized all day over whether to even post on this at all; it’s just too appalling, too depressing, too damned difficult to wrap one’s head around. It seems especially so seeing as how we’re right at the start of the Christmas season and all.

The one thing missing, carefully not taken notice of in the linked article? Go on, try to guess.

Hmm, let’s see now, it says Pony was rescued “from a brothel in Indonesia.” And Indonesia’s population is overwhelmingly…

Oh yeah. Muslim.

Indonesia is nearly 90 percent Muslim. So what other kind of warped, depraved society produces this sort of abomination? Remember, folks, Pony isn’t as isolated or unique an example as you’d like to think:

The rescue wasn’t straightforward, with the local community extremely reluctant to let Pony, who was a good source of income, go.

In the end it took 35 armed policemen to get the villagers to hand over Pony.

Michelle says: “They were threatened with guns and knives.

“The madam cried bitterly when Pony was taken away.”

It is thought around 1,000 orangutans – whose name literally translates into English as “person of the forest” – are killed every year so their babies can be sold on the black market. For every one orangutan baby sold, it is thought  at least four others are killed.

Not all of those would have been trained as sex toys and put to work in brothels, of course. But even one is too many.

Islamic culture—with its Koran-endorsed misogyny and violent homophobia, its widespread sexual abuse of animals, sexual “grooming” of children both male and female, and unabashed endorsement of rape-gang culture—is barbaric, primitive, and inhuman. It’s a blot on the escutcheon of humanity, the very existence of which shouldn’t be tolerated among decent people. Period fucking DOT.

Far as I’m concerned, the sickos involved in this particular atrocity ought to be literally torn limb from limb, slowly. They’re far more deserving of being thought of as truly animals than their nonhuman victims are, every last one of them. As for Muslims generally, there ought to be a bounty on them, and governments of civilized nations ought to offer tax credits on the dynamite used by decent people to blow mosques in the West to smithereens.

Full or empty, I don’t give a shit which.

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Sick, just sick

Okay, I just…I can’t even.

Next Thursday, I will get a vagina. The procedure will last around six hours, and I will be in recovery for at least three months. Until the day I die, my body will regard the vagina as a wound; as a result, it will require regular, painful attention to maintain. This is what I want, but there is no guarantee it will make me happier. In fact, I don’t expect it to. That shouldn’t disqualify me from getting it.

Oh. Well. Umm. Okay.

I like to say that being trans is the second-worst thing that ever happened to me. (The worst was being born a boy.) Dysphoria is notoriously difficult to describe to those who haven’t experienced it, like a flavor. Its official definition — the distress some transgender people feel at the incongruence between the gender they express and the gender they’ve been socially assigned — does little justice to the feeling.

Sorry, dearie, it isn’t “socially” assigned. It’s biologically assigned.

Many conservatives call this crazy.

And all other sane people, too. Because, y’know, IT IS.

A popular right-wing narrative holds that gender dysphoria is a clinical delusion;

Because, y’know, IT IS.

hence, feeding that delusion with hormones and surgeries constitutes a violation of medical ethics.

Because, y’know, IT IS.

Just ask the Heritage Foundation fellow Ryan T. Anderson, whose book “When Harry Became Sally” draws heavily on the work of Dr. Paul McHugh, the psychiatrist who shut down the gender identity clinic at Johns Hopkins in 1979 on the grounds that trans-affirmative care meant “cooperating with a mental illness.” Mr. Anderson writes, “We must avoid adding to the pain experienced by people with gender dysphoria, while we present them with alternatives to transitioning.”

In this view, it is not only fair to refuse trans people the care they seek; it is also kind. A therapist with a suicidal client does not draw the bath and supply the razor. Take it from my father, a pediatrician, who once remarked to me that he would no sooner prescribe puberty blockers to a gender dysphoric child than he would give a distemper shot to someone who believed she was a dog.

Smart, sensible man, your dad. I’m sure you hate his guts for it.

Buried under all of this, like a sober tuber,

A “sober tuber”? What the hell is…oh, never mind. We’ll just shine that one on.

lies an assumption so sensible you’ll think me silly for digging it up. It’s this: People transition because they think it will make them feel better. The thing is, this is wrong.

I feel demonstrably worse since I started on hormones. One reason is that, absent the levies of the closet, years of repressed longing for the girlhood I never had have flooded my consciousness. I am a marshland of regret. Another reason is that I take estrogen — effectively, delayed-release sadness, a little aquamarine pill that more or less guarantees a good weep within six to eight hours.

Like many of my trans friends, I’ve watched my dysphoria balloon since I began transition. I now feel very strongly about the length of my index fingers — enough that I will sometimes shyly unthread my hand from my girlfriend’s as we walk down the street. When she tells me I’m beautiful, I resent it. I’ve been outside. I know what beautiful looks like. Don’t patronize me.

Wait a minute, what—your GIRLFRIEND?!? What the…you’re a MALE harboring delusions of being a FEMALE, but you are nonetheless sexually and romantically attracted to women?

I am now thinking that “mentally ill” is way, WAY inadequate to describe the utter chaos going on in this man’s head. There’s just no sorting out such an incredibly advanced level of cray-cray. The mental gears aren’t meshing but clashing, sending chunks of gear-teeth wending their way through the downstream works. Even the most half-assed backyard mechanic knows the kind of catastrophic, total breakdown that always results from that sort of thing.

I was not suicidal before hormones. Now I often am.

Y’know, you’re really not doing a hell of a lot in the way of demonstrating that you aren’t completely bug-fuck nuts here.

As long as transgender medicine retains the alleviation of pain as its benchmark of success, it will reserve for itself, with a dictator’s benevolence, the right to withhold care from those who want it. Transgender people have been forced, for decades, to rely for care on a medical establishment that regards them with both suspicion and condescension. And yet as things stand today, there is still only one way to obtain hormones and surgery: to pretend that these treatments will make the pain go away.

Making the pain go away—providing a cure or at least a palliative to the disease or injury in question—is sort of the whole point of medical treatment. Too, voluntary surgical mutilation for the purpose of pandering to mental illness isn’t exactly what most of us would consider “care,” I’m afraid.

The medical maxim “First, do no harm” assumes that health care providers possess both the means and the authority to decide what counts as harm.

That isn’t a mere “maxim,”I’m afraid; it’s a solemn and serious oath—the ne plus ultra, the bedrock principle of the medical profession entire. Which, in your selfish arrogance, you seem to think you have the right to force doctors to blatantly violate to suit your own folly. Ain’t asking much, are ya, cupcake?

Let me be clear: I believe that surgeries of all kinds can and do make an enormous difference in the lives of trans people.

But I also believe that surgery’s only prerequisite should be a simple demonstration of want.

Then you’re full of shit as a Christmas turkey, bub. It might seem a reasonable proposition to an all-in, balls-to-the-wall narcissist like yourself, sure. But it’s horseshit on stilts, and nothing more.

Beyond this, no amount of pain, anticipated or continuing, justifies its withholding.

Uh huh. Again: you think that just because you “want” something—something aberrant, something that is its own proof of mental illness—a doctor should be forced to violate his own professional oath to give it to you…while knowing he is doing tremendous damage, possibly even contributing to your death by your own hand, as you yourself freely admit. In other words, a doctor—any doctor, ALL doctors—should be forced to cause misery and destruction in violation of his/their professional and personal ethics…simply because you “want” something—something you can never, ever have anything closer to than a gossamer illusion, a deceit. Chopping off the penis you were born and slashing a gash in its place will never make you or any other mentally disturbed man a woman. Rod Dreher explains:

Do you see what’s happening here? Chu says that the treatments doctors have given him are making him sicker, even making him desire suicide. But if he wants to suffer and to die, then he should have that right. Satisfying desire is the only thing that matters.
 
This poor man with asparagus-colored hair is going to submit to mutilation next week, and will have to spend the rest of his life inserting an object into the wound surgeons will have made in his pubic area, to prevent his body from healing itself. This man — “like many of my trans friends” — expects this medical procedure to make him no happier, and in fact may make him feel more miserable, even suicidal.

But he wants it. People like him want all of society to upend its laws, its customs, and its norms to facilitate that desire, and to act like there’s nothing wrong with it. And society is giving them what they want, and punishing those who deny that this is paradise.

Freeing the autonomous will from sex and gender norms is the summum bonum of contemporary American progressivism. The insatiably miserable Andrea Long Chu is its incarnation.

We have gone beyond gay people to allow transgender people — fewer than one percent of the population — to change America forever.

Progressives! They make a desert and call it peace. They carve a gash and call it a vagina. They make us all insane, and call the sane crazy.

None of which is coincidence, happenstance, or accidental.

What about the Hippocratic Oath? Here you have someone declaring on the pages of The New York Times that the surgery he is about to have will not make him happier, and in fact may drive him to suicide. But he doesn’t care. He wants that he wants. In a just order, those surgeons would be charged with a crime if they go through with this. Desire is the only criterion of health, is that where we are now? What if someone desires to have their legs amputated? Or to commit suicide? Where are the limits?

There are none, of course. Nothing—no matter how patently foolish, fantastical, outrageous, or wantonly destructive—will ever be enough for them. Every concession made to their successive head-spinning manias does nothing but provide them a jumping-off point for the next outrage against common sense, decency, and sanity. Any of us who haven’t learned that by now is either a damned fool or a covert collaborator.

Now back to the psycho for a gruesome denouement.

Nothing, not even surgery, will grant me the mute simplicity of having always been a woman.

Nothing, not even surgery, will grant you the mute simplicity of ever being one at all. It’s that whole pesky Y-chromosome thing, don’tchaknow. So, at this late stage of the game, I just have to ask: what the fuck is the point of all this grief, horror, and angst, then?

I will live with this, or I won’t. That’s fine. The negative passions — grief, self-loathing, shame, regret — are as much a human right as universal health care, or food.

WELL. Didn’t see the stupid liberal shibboleths coming, I didn’t; I’m sure you all can imagine my surprise. Sorry, guy, but four of those things are NOT like the others, and nary a one of them is a “right.”

Which leads me to ask why it is that ALL of these psychopaths and lunatics are devout Leftists, anyway? Never mind, don’t bother responding to that one. It was rhetorical anyway, and is a question that answers itself.

There are no good outcomes in transition. There are only people, begging to be taken seriously.

Someone so horribly twisted, so indisputably dysfunctional and diseased as to beggar belief, now begs to be “taken seriously”? REALLY? Taken seriously by whom? For what reason? On what grounds? To what worthwhile end?

Look, I’ll say it again: I personally believe that these misbegotten human oddities are in the main more to be pitied than censured for their affliction. They can have all the body parts they want gratuitously chopped off for all me, long as I don’t have to be involved in any way whatsoever with it—to include paying for it, either directly or indirectly (speaking of which, ummm, ooopsie).

But when the Left stridently insists that we all must laud bizarre, delusional aberrations as “heroes” and celebrate their “courage”—especially after having so viciously excoriated normal, healthy, well-adjusted, heterosexual Americans for so long—and that our entire society must be radically altered in deference to dementia…well, that’s stretching tolerance rather farther than its native elasticity will support.

Doesn’t mean the miserable freaks ought to be ostracized; doesn’t mean they ought to be shunned, doesn’t mean they ought to be harmed in any way.

It DOES mean they ought to stop waving their apparently unsatisfactory, anguish-inducing genitalia in our faces, stop allowing the Left to use them as political tools in its never-ending campaign of nihilistic destruction against pretty much everydamnedthing, and just tootle on off and leave us the fuck alone…lest it all wind up snapping back on the whole sordid circus eventually, providing them a demonstration of what oppression and intolerance really look like.

Update! The list of things you aren’t allowed to say just gets longer and longer.

In August, I was locked out of my Twitter account for the first time. I was told that I had “violated [Twitter’s] rules against hateful conduct” and that I had to delete four tweets in order to gain access to my account again. In this case, the tweets in question named Lisa Kreut, a trans-identified male, as the individual who targetedFeminist Current’s ad revenue and led efforts to have Vancouver Rape Relief blacklisted at the 2016 BCFED Convention.

On November 15th, my account was locked again. This time, I was told I must delete a tweet from October, saying, “Women aren’t men,” and another, asking, “How are transwomen not men? What is the difference between a man and a transwoman?”

After dutifully deleting the tweets in question in order to gain access to my account again, I tweeted, angrily, “This is fucking bullshit, @twitter. I’m not allowed to say that men aren’t women or ask questions about the notion of transgenderism at all anymore? That a multi-billion dollar company is censoring basic facts and silencing people who ask questions about this dogma is insane.” This tweet went viral, racking up 20,000 likes before Twitter locked my account again on Monday morning, demanding I delete it. This time they offered no explanation at all — not even a vague accusation of “hateful conduct.”

To be fair, it’s not that insane. Multi-billion dollar companies are clearly primarily interested in profit, not free speech or women’s rights. But Twitter is a company that represents itself as a platform for communication, for debate, and for sharing ideas, news, and information.

And you believed that bumptious horsepuckey, did ya? See, that was your first mistake, from whence all the other trouble sprouted.

What is insane to me, though, is that while Twitter knowingly permits graphic pornography and death threats on the platform (I have reported countless violent threats, the vast majority of which have gone unaddressed), they won’t allow me to state very basic facts, such as “men aren’t women.”

What seems insane to me is that so many people keep on using Twitter knowing full well they’ve banned who even knows how many people for daring to question shitlib orthodoxy in even the most diffident, humble, and polite way, expecting a different result in their own case. Then again, I never have given a lumpy fart about Twitter anyway, so what the hell do I know? Nicole Russell picks up the ball and runs with it:

It appears Murphy was banned solely due to repeatedly pointing out that men cannot be transformed into women simply because they want to call themselves women. This is a fact at best, and Murphy’s opinion at worst. Murphy refused to bend to the progressive view that the transgender issue is now nearly as sacrosanct as abortion. She was not banned for hateful conduct or speech but for failing to fall in line with the progressive agenda Twitter embraces.

Of course, Twitter is a private company and can do whatever it likes. But they have billed themselves as an open platform, one that welcomes debate, ideas, and sharing. 

Yeah, well, they lied. Liberals always do—about everything, but most especially about “debate, communication, ideas,” et al. They quite like to congratulate themselves on how very much those things mean to them while bereft of any interest whatsoever in them, and are prone to becoming enraged when called on it. The sooner you accept that simple home truth, the sooner you can stop wasting your time trying to have an honest discussion with them and get on with your life.

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Preach it, brother

Oh, how I love this.

A Chicago pastor who asked a man dressed in drag to leave a worship service because he was dressed like a woman stands by his actions after coming under fire.

A Facebook video of the Sunday night encounter shows Antonio Rocquemore of Power House International Ministries asking the unidentified man to step out into the aisle.

“Can you leave my church and go put on man clothes? And don’t come here like that no more,” Rocquemore can be seen telling the man in the video, posted by Christian James Lhuillier.

“i hold a standard in here. Whatever you do on the outside is your business, but I will not let drag queens come in here. If you’re gonna come in here you’re gonna dress like a man.”

People in the crowd cheered and said “Amen” and “thank you Jesus” as Rocquemore addressed the young man.

Then, as predictable as the fucking sunrise, here comes the liberal bullshit.

But Lhuillier posted the video on Monday because he was angered by what he saw. It has been viewed more than 420,000 times.

“Some of y’all are going to have to excuse my language but I am tired of this s**t,” Lhuillier wrote in his post.

“In a place that is supposed to be a place of change a place of deliverance whatever you want to call it why would you destroy someone in front of a room full of people. This is the kind of bulls**t that causes people to go home and commit suicide.

“S**t like this is the reason that the church has no power in 2018 because they are so worried about the wrong things.”

Hardly. If the Christian church truly has no power in 2018, it stems not from “worrying about the wrong things” but from putting up with disrespect, denigration, insult, and attack from the Left with no stronger reaction in its own defense than running out of cheeks to turn.

The good Reverend Rocquemore is right on the beam: this cross-dressing fucktard needs to leave his sexual kinks at home on Sunday instead of bringing them to church—just as I need to, just as you do, just as we all do—be those kinks what they may. The church is no place for that crap, and anyone serious about his/her faith knows it, respects it, and wouldn’t have it any other way.

I strongly suspect that this episode, like the contrived bake-me-a-gay-wedding-cake-or-else imbroglio, is the precursor to a lawsuit intended to degrade and humiliate everyone not on board with Lefty’s destructive, degenerate agenda, forcing us once again not just to tolerate the bizarre and/or dysfunctional, but to actively celebrate it. Count on it; they’re working a plan here, and they will never stop until either we knuckle under or they are dead, dead, dead.

Rest assured: if by chance this asshole is more or less apolitical (unlikely) and not a conniving Lefty himself, then the people who put him up to this little stunt most assuredly are. Not content to politicize everydamndthing under the sun, they also have to sexualize it all, too. Not because they’re driven by rampant libido, mind, but because it’s just another way of working their tiresome old political wheeze—another arrow in the Progtard quiver, and another aspect of life they just can’t keep their grubby, strangling mitts off of.

Good for the Rev for telling the skeevy weenie-wagger off, and for the supportive flock he shepherds too; nice to know that at least some traditional values survive in Shitcago even yet. I can’t see anyone hearing a whole lot of “God DAMN America” bushwa on Sundays from Rev Rocquemore either, although that’s just a gut assumption and I could be all wet on it.

Bottom line: you wanna attend Sunday worship? You dress appropriately and show the proper decorum in the house of the Lord, then. You wanna put on a freakshow and get your rocks off by drawing attention to yourself, rubbing your warped urges in others’ faces—well, there are plenty of places out there that cater to people like you, places which Normals are perfectly happy to pass by and let be. Stay out of our churches—to adapt a line from the great Larry Brown: take your goober-grabbing on down the road someplace else—lest you walk into the wrong church one fine Sunday and wind up getting way more attention than you figured on, or wanted.

Via Ace, who forgoes the “degenerate” angle to amusingly work the “RAYCISS!™” one instead.

Update! After looking over this story again and thinking on it some more, I failed to mention two more things that frost the hell out of me. One: “…after coming under fire”? Now, we know this phrase is just another of those Enemedia stratagems, like “sources say” or “concerns have been raised” that allow the “journalist” to sneak in his own opinion with a little weight added by the subterfuge. But if the Reverend truly DID “come under fire” by people in his community other than the cross-dressing fruit, the media, and Angry Guy who posted the video—well, that would be another in a long list of recent indicators of just how far gone this nation is.

Two, viz Angry Guy himself: he says a church is “supposed to be a place of change a place of deliverance whatever you want to call it.” Oh, rilly? IS it now. That’s some way sophisticated understanding of liturgical shit there, bub. Especially that “whatever you want to call it.” Why, anyone can see you’ve given the doctrine of this church—of Protestant Christianity itself, in fact—one hell of a lot of Deep Thought, in your own clumsy, semi-literate way.

And here I’d always thought church was a place of worship, a place of repentance, self-denial, and humility—a place of rejection of the mundane and corporeal and embrace of the spiritual, ineffable, and sublime. Above all else, a place of joyful expression of the congregation’s love and devotion to God, of their gratitude for His mercy and forgiveness, of glorifying and praising Him. “A place of CHANGE”? Well, I suppose it actually can be thought of that way as well, superficial and generic as the notion is. But that is by NO means the central focus or purpose of the church.

I have to wonder if this putz had ever even attended services, there or anywhere else, before launching this bullshit campaign to force the Reverend Rocquemore into line with current shitlib canon. If by some chance Angry Guy IS a regular, then I wonder, too, if he usually records the service on video. Myself, I’d bet that he just HAPPENED to show up this one time—on the particular day that the freak put on his provocative little act—and just HAPPENED to record the freak’s ouster and posted it on Fakebook, too. Five will get you ten Angry Guy is MUCH better acquainted with the cross-dresser than he is with the Reverend, or any of his congregants.

Because he’s “tired of this shit,” see. If so, I can wholeheartedly assure him that he is NOT the only one.

I wonder, too, why they didn’t try to spring their little Drag Night shit-stirring extravaganza on a mosque instead of a Christian church. Kinda gives the whole game away right out of the gate, don’t it?

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The pluperfect Democrat

You’ll never find a more stellar example.

The suspect in the vandalism of a New York synagogue was a Democratic activist and former City Hall intern who worked on anti-hate crime issues, The Daily Caller News Foundation has learned.

He is a “queer” black man informally adopted by a Jewish couple, and The New York Times’ charity, the Neediest Cases, helped pay for him to go to college where his focus was African American studies, according to a 2017 New York Times profile.

A political event with two Democratic candidates at the Union Temple of Brooklyn was canceled Friday after attendees found graffiti saying “Die Jew Rats” and “Hitler,” which one of the candidates said highlighted the need to vote out “hate.” Police arrested 26-year old James Polite later that night based on surveillance footage.

A year ago, The New York Times profiled Polite, noting that he was an LGBT foster youth who “could defy the statistics” after becoming the “adopted child of the Quinn administration,” as Christine Quinn, then the speaker of the New York city council, put it. “And it wasn’t just me. It was the entire City Council staff.”

In the 2017 profile, The New York Times said Polite, who requested to join the foster care system after his mother provided “unsanitary” conditions for him, “interned with Ms. Quinn, a Manhattan Democrat, for several years, working on initiatives to combat hate crime, sexual assault and domestic violence. He also took part in her re-election campaign in 2009 and returned to help with her unsuccessful bid for mayor in 2013.”

His Facebook profile, reviewed by TheDCNF, shows that on Nov. 1, a day before the synagogue vandalism, he posted “A dream with eyes wide open. civil war is here. Nobody gotta die. Mexico, latin America, carribean vs. Jew nigger pigs. One person touch me this whole shit a smoking.”

The Facebook profile’s pictures and biographical information reveal that it is the same man in The New York Times’ profile. Its URL includes James Polite, but he changed his online name to Abraham Aali.

SO: LGBTQRXTUVRYLXXXXBLRGH. Mentally unbalanced. Racial minority. Barely literate. An over-entitled ingrate eager to bite the hand that fed him. Filled with rage and hate. Possible convert to Islam. Prone to violence. A government employee. Completely deranged. Unshakably convinced of his own righteousness and innate superiority. A moron. Yep, he checks all the Democrat-Socialist boxes sure enough. They ought to run him for President in 2020, seems to me. I mean, who else they got, Creepy Joe Biden?

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Proud Boys NYC ass-whupping: the REAL story

It’s ugly, all right.

I’ll try to piece together the facts as carefully as I can and to the best of my knowledge:

Shortly after the Metropolitan Republican Club invited former Taki’s Mag contributor Gavin McInnes to speak at an event on Friday, October 12, club representatives say they were besieged by “increasingly contentious phone calls at the Club, coordinated by activist groups on social media” for days demanding the event be canceled.

On the morning of the event, vandals spray-painted the anarchy “A” on the club’s front door, smashed windows, glued locks shot, and damaged a keypad entrance system.

They also left a note that, to a sane person, sounds a touch threatening:

Tonight, we put the Republican Party on notice, in defiance to the policy of mass misery they have championed.

The U.S. government has established concentration camps around the country for Latino people, shamelessly murdering black people, and continues its war machine that has slaughtered Muslim people with impunity for decades.…

While these atrocities persist unabated the Metropolitan Republican Club chose to invite a hipster fascist clown to dance for them, content to revel in their treachery against humanity….

Our attack is merely a beginning. We are not passive, we are not civil, and we will not apologize.

Maybe it’s my reptilian brain speaking here, but when I see groups of people showing up in public with their faces covered and screaming that you should be exterminated, I suspect they may be up to no good.

After Gavin delivered his speech, video shows members of his Proud Boysfraternal order of “Western chauvinists” leaving the club and being escorted away by police who were protecting them from shrieking throngs of predictably PMSing leftists spouting vitriol and threats.

The video proceeds for a little over three minutes as police shunt the Proud Boys away from the howling throngs. Then at some point it shows them suddenly darting down the street. Before you know it, there’s a street fight in front of a storefront.

Separate surveillance video from behind the storefront window shows a group of five masked people clad in black. Then it shows one of those “peaceful protesters” throwing a bottle. Then it shows those faceless “activists” getting swarmed by Proud Boys and beaten into the ground.

As far as I can tell, this was a case of mutual combat where one side lost and then cried foul.

Yep—just like the mewling, gutless, putrid little pukes they are. So far so good, far as I’m concerned; miserable little shits provoke a fight, miserable shits get their asses whupped and run crying from the scene. Read on for the ugly part, which came along in the aftermath and won’t surprise you in the least. The denouement:

Meanwhile, Antifa remains free to send threatening letters and smash windows and throw bottles.

In this sick social-status game over “tolerance,” only one side will be tolerated. In this war for the streets, only one side will be allowed to fight.

For however much longer the authorities can keep a lid on our side, anyway. Then, all of a sudden, what anybody might or might not be “allowed” to do won’t matter in the least. And after that, it REALLY gets ugly.

In a conversation the other day with someone lamenting the seemingly boundless forebearance and tolerance for abuse—to even include physical assault—on our side, I said this: there are basically two things humans won’t sit still for forever. One is hunger; no one, absolutely no one, is going to just sit back and let himself starve to death. The other: no one will put up with being used as a punching bag and a target indefinitely. Sooner or later, even the most tremulously meek schoolkid will get fed up and lash out in some fashion against a bully.

The Antifa fascists think they can go right on getting away with their bullshit. They’ve been encouraged to believe this by the authorities who have shielded them from consequence so far. One way or another, that, too, will not go on forever.

Update! In praise of the Proud Boys:

I was preparing to host a large event on the L.A. Westside for Ann Coulter, where she was going to give a talk and sign copies of her new book, Resistance Is Futile (buy it if you haven’t!). This was to be my first such event in five years. Back when I used to do high-profile conservative events on a regular basis, times were very different. No Trump, no Antifa threat. I never used to break my ass over security. I’d hire a minimum number of security guys, and I used venues that were far from impregnable, because the idea of violent thugs crashing them was not on anyone’s mind. In 2011, I did a large-scale gala right on Hollywood and Vine. Anyone walking down Hollywood Boulevard could have jumped a gate and they’d have been right in our midst. But we never worried about it, and it never happened. Ah, memories.

This time, I chose as impregnable a venue as I could. Second floor, no windows, no street access, only two doors, and underground parking. I asked the L.A. Proud Boys if they would serve as my security for the night, an offer they gladly accepted. The event was going to be completely private, invitation only, with the attendees culled from my personal, vetted mailing list. I was glad the Proud Boys were going to be there, but a week before the event, things took a turn for the bizarre, and all of a sudden the Proud Boys’ presence became far more vital.

My former podcast partner, Edwin Oslan, a self-proclaimed “punk rock right-winger” who moved to L.A. last year from West Bloomfield, Mich., was initially going to assist me on the event. After he cocked up the first task I gave him, I let him go. Bitter and angry, he demanded money from me. He also demanded that a Proud Boys leader pay for his drinks all night at the shindig. He had no rationale for those demands beyond a sense of entitlement. When he was refused, he decided to publicly dox the event, and then he embarked on a weeklong campaign to entice Antifa to violently disrupt the function.

Due to the doxxing, the venue received threats (including bomb threats).

The L.A. Proud Boys stepped up in a way that went beyond my expectations. Marshaling a force of almost forty men, they kept us, and the venue, safe—at the doors, inside the room, inside the garage, and at the perimeter. They were as discreet and professional as the highest-paid security guys I’d ever hired…and they didn’t ask for a penny. Far from being a band of “thugs,” they were disciplined, coolheaded, vigilant, and friendly. I cannot say enough good things about them. They saved the day. In fact, at the start of her speech, Ann remarked that she’d never felt safer in California.

That’s why the left is so committed to destroying the Proud Boys. They are our anti-Antifa, and we need them. Without them, who knows what might have happened at the Coulter event?

Truth is, I was caught off guard by Edwin’s behavior. I knew him for a year and a half, and I missed the warning signs that he was one of those guys who might pop off. But the Proud Boys saw it. Several months prior to my event and Edwin’s campaign to disrupt it, he’d tried to join the Proud Boys, and the L.A. Proud Boys leader smelled a rat immediately. This cycles back to my point about knowing there can be nutcases in our midst, and learning how to guard against them.

I slipped up this time, and I was saved by the Proud Boys. My personal debt to them is immense, and that’s the note I want to end on. As the left targets them for annihilation, the Proud Boys deserve support from all of us. Because one day, any one of us might need their help…to guard against our foes, or even one of our own.

Say what you will about ’em, but I’m all for the Proud Boys myself. They didn’t come along a moment too soon, and whatever you might think of Gavin McInnes he’s done good work with this, and my hat is off to him for it.

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Degenerates gotta degenerate

Part of a long, LONG list.

Ashley Judd ranting about her menstrual period and Madonna offering promises of oral sex if one voted for Hillary are words. Unfortunately, there is this disturbing trend of late on the Left where words are being replaced by actions.

Take the case of Micah Rhodes, a protest leader in Portland, Oregon. He and his group of protesters have been responsible for blocking traffic and just being general a-holes in their attempt to show their displeasure with Trump. He was recently arrested during a protest, but his court appearance was a charge of pedophilia. He faces four counts of second-degree sexual abuse. Apparently Mr. Rhodes met underage victims on a site called Grindr, were aware they were underage, yet sodomized them anyway. In fact, Rhodes had, as a juvenile, also engaged in such activity and was charged and supposedly under supervision.

There is a strange pattern here. It would seem strange when a feminist march in Washington is co-chaired by a Muslim woman- a religion that is not feminist and is homophobic. Liberals and Muslims seem like strange allies, but not if viewed in the light of making degeneracy normal. One could make a case that depraved perverts have hijacked the Left’s decadence for their own particular peculiar perversions.

But then again, the Left and degeneracy seem to go hand-in-hand. There are certainly historical antecedents. In the 1920’s, German intellectuals justified the rampant prostitution in Berlin where children were sometimes sold into revolting sex acts. Thirty to 40 years later you had the bearded Allen Ginsberg and other beatniks coming out as little boy lovers. Ginsberg even joined NAMBLA.  Michel Foucalt, Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir, three French intellectuals on the Left, wanted the age of consent in France lowered to 13.

From the decadence of Berlin in the 1920’s to the sex trafficking by black activists today, the one common thread is duplicity.  Proponents of justice, they ignore “justice” when it does not suit their narrative. The reason is simple: they do not care about justice. They do care about their own self-gratification. If society has to be burnt to the ground to satisfy the burning in their loins, so be it.

They are not at war for justice. They are at war against normalcy.

Well, yeah. In the larger picture, it’s all part of the Left’s bratty, juvenile self-absorption. While we’re on the topic of degenerates, here are few sets of said burning loins:



Oog. I just threw up in my mouth a little here. As I said the other day: can’t somebody find a way to make these unappetizing, lumpy road apples keep their damned clothes on? Ace suffers a slightly more severe reaction than mine:

Twitchy reports that an outlet called Seven Days wrote:

Unhappy with the direction of the country, the women of varied shapes, sizes, ages and backgrounds bared it all for an intimate, empowering photo session in Burlington, said organizer Dawn Robertson.

“How can we inspire women to vote after the Kavanaugh confirmation, the #MeToo movement and Trump?” said Robertson, a Harvard Law-educated attorney who writes about sexuality and relationships. “It’s a culmination of all those factors.”

Well you’ve inspired me into homosexuality so, halfway to Democrat I guess!

I have to admit that, considering all of the above, emulating the “transgender” freakazoids by chopping off my dick looks one hell of a lot more appealing all of a sudden.

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Annnnnd it’s another random loon

A “known wolf,” mentally unstable, with completely incoherent and contradictory political beliefs, apparently. In other words, Jared Loughner redux, more or less.

Unraveling update! Well. Well, well, well, well, well, well, well.

MAGA Bomber? More like Mayan Bomber. Shades of “white Hispanic” George Zimmerman. Florida, again!

CNN graphics employees are currently tinkering with the Whiteness saturation of their Cesar Sayoc mug shot. “Blast it to ‘blindingly white’! I want to see Sammy Sosa after a week-long chemical peel!”, yells Jeff Zucker.

His van windows were plastered with oddly fresh Trump stickers. The Deep State went a little overboard with the pro-MAGA signaling.

Then, too, along with listing his “Political party” on some social-media hogwallow or other as—ahem— Democrat, there’s also this:

PPPPS Curiouser and curiouser: #MayaBoomer Cesar Sayoc only follows left-wing accounts on Twatter.

Curious indeed.

These Fake Bombs two weeks before the elections are so obviously a scam because even the dumbest right-wing patriot would know that mailing bombs to prominent Dems and media would effectively make martyrs of them and tip the midterm election momentum in their direction. So Cesar Sayoc is INCREDIBLY stupid, a dupe, or an agent provocateur. Maybe he should have taken bomb-making tips from Ahmed the Clock Boy.

From commenter Captain John Charity Spring MA,

So he’s an darkie ethnic minority, lived in NYC and Miami, with a violent criminal record, a swindler, a soccer coach (pedo), stripper choreographer (childless?) and we are asked to believe he’s a devoted Republican White Supremist, because of some decals…

He’s defying every single demographic if he is a Right winger.

We’re being played again. But the flim flam sham is so amateur that it will not swing one independent away from Trump.

Aesop closes it out:

Another Own Goal from the same Deep State geniuses that brought you Christine Brassy Fraud, and her Fakerape accusations, now we have long-time DEMOCRAT and recent “Republican” Cesar Sayoc, a Filipino from NYFS trying the Warren dodge of claiming Native American status in FL as a Seminole (we’re guessing he’s really only a member of the Semen-Hole Tribe from New Yawk), whose molester van was window-papered with obviously two-day old unfaded Trump and anti-media meme stickers, which somehow escaped getting it torched by understanding libtards in Dade County because they were just stuck on the windows in the last two days (including blocking the passenger front window, a violation in all 57 states, yet never ticketed).

And as a multi-strike felon, he can’t vote for ANYONE

And, as you can see above, the perpetration team forgot to scrub all his social media, because the Internet is forever. Well-played, douchetards, but too slow.

This dork is a Central Casting custom-ordered Fakebomber, to go with the fakebombs and the fakenews, and the only thing missing from his mug shot was green skin and neck bolts.

Bullshit flag thrown: 15 yard penalty, and loss of possession.

So, re my title, not so random after all, although he’s certainly still a loon. Looks like we’re right back to a Democrat-Socialist and/or Deep-State hoax again. A laughably incompetent one.

Can’t anybody here play this game?

Or is he update! Contradictory info surfaces.

According to Sayoc’s Facebook page, he is a Trump fan who posted pictures and videos of himself at one of the President’s rallies in October 2016.

Sayoc posted a photograph of himself wearing a MAGA hat in front of the US Capitol in 2017.

He was a registered Republican and his politics appeared to revolve entirely around Trump, with no apparent political registration prior to the 2016 election.

They do have the pics up at the Daily Mail link above, so who the hell knows. Clearly still a loon, though.

(Via WRSA)

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Look away, Dixie lamb

Is there NO WAY to convince these repulsive, blubberous, eye-tearing, saggy skanks to keep their fucking clothes on? Why must they inflict their wrinkled, baggy asses and wilted udders on all and sundry whenever they think they have some “important” statement to make? Don’t they realize that A) we don’t give a shit about their juvenile political opinions, and B) stripping off is the surest way I can think of to guarantee that any normal American, of whatever sexual proclivity, will be driven to unswerving hostility towards said opinions by even a brief glimpse of them in the buff? Heartiste says:

From Garth V., a pithy bit of insight revealing the shared motivation of ugly shitlib broads accosting people with their ugliness and totalitarian marxists forcing subjects to swallow their propaganda,

They get off on making you repeat their big lies. The more obviously false the lie is, the more you debase yourself in repeating it. When you instead affirm the truth, you’re letting them know that you will not be their slave.

The lie here is, “These are strong, empowered women. Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.” The Fuggernaut wants us to abide this Big Lie, and in so abiding we debase ourselves. We bring ourselves down to their level.

I say no to that.

I say HELL NO to it. All of it.

Yes, in case you might have been wondering, it does in fact appear that the last in the highly-emetic series of obscene manatees has a dick. As for that “beauty comes in all shapes and sizes” twaddle, I dispensed with that nonsense years ago:

Hey, here’s a revolutionary idea: how about we just own up to a few basic facts at long last? Beauty is what it is — an ideal, something to admire and aspire to — precisely because everybody doesn’t have it. in fact, most of us don’t; if it wasn’t rare, it wouldn’t actually be “beauty” — it would be “ordinary” or “common” or “plain.” I suppose that’s in reality why politically-correct nanny-state ninnies have such a hard time dealing with it: first, their politics-as-religion ideology requires that they cobble together a position paper and a bureaucracy to maintain control over every aspect of life, including ones that are patently outside of mortal jurisdiction — see Climate Change (formerly Global Warming, formerly Global Cooling, formerly “the weather”) for further examples; and second, it sort of upends their “all must be equal in a grey drone world” agenda.

Human physical beauty is a peacock-feathered rebuke to the idea that underneath the drab, one-size-fits-all tunic liberalism would force over our heads, we’re ever going to be anything like equal, no matter how hard statists try to reshape reality.

I also included a pic with that post that I promise you you’ll like WAY better than any of the ones Heartiste ran.

No, everybody is NOT beautiful, in their own way or otherwise, no matter how many silly-assed 70s pop songs mught claim otherwise. And what’s beautiful to one person ain’t necessarily so to another. That’s the, uhh, beauty of it, see. Different societies have different standards for beauty, and even within societies there’s plenty of room for, shall we say, a wide range of opinion between individuals. You’d think, given the libtard obssession with “diversity,” that they’d get that easily enough, and maybe even be enthusiastic about it. After all, that wide range of opinion between and within disparate cultures is the very meaning of the damned word.

And yet.

Thanks a pantload to CA, the heartless bastard, for pointing us all to this horror, even going so far as to repost one of the pics himself. I suppose it IS appropriate in at least one way, it being so close to Halloween and all.

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Are you hearing your words?

Irony so incandescent it actually hurts to look directly at it.

I listened to a remarkable bit of self-parody on National Public Radio on Tuesday: a moderator, a pair of experts, and some very earnest listeners trying to figure out how to most politely tell climate change skeptics they are dangerous idiots.

Yes, on NPR’s “1A,” finding a way to convert those neanderthals, or at least move the “conversation” in the right direction, was the topic of nearly 40 minutes of chatter that was at times quite unintentionally funny.

To be clear, this program was not about debating the existence of climate change. That was already settled for everyone whose head isn’t stuck in a microwave. This was about talking to pea-brains who do not fully believe drastic policy changes are required to combat climate change, and—this is important—having these “conversations” in a way that would not frighten or anger these stunted children.

That the entire segment presupposed that the panelists are so much smarter, wiser, more virtuous than skeptics—or “deniers,” to borrow that creepy nomenclature—and thus, extremely condescending, seemed to escape everyone involved. Let’s dig in.

Said moderator Joshua Johnson at the outset:

Clearly climate change is tough to discuss, despite overwhelming scientific evidence of its existence. Or maybe because of that evidence. I mean, think about it. If someone tried to hit you over the head with a bunch of facts and figures, supremely confident that they are right and you are wrong, how would you feel? Or, if someone flat out refused to hear you out, despite the facts being really clear, and just dug in their heels to avoid feeling like they lost an argument, what would that be like? We want to elevate this debate, to change the way we talk about climate change.

Bold mine, of course, because…wow. These people would seem to possess not even trace amounts of self-awareness.

Bledsoe took a question from a caller who wondered why President Trump and other skeptics are so “adamantly ignorant” on the issue, and he warned of not talking about it in terms that are too science-y.

“We who talk about climate change have to talk about it differently. We can’t make it a technocratic or scientific issue,” Bledsoe said.

No, you really can’t. But not for the reason you think.

Myhre was more scathing and then neatly shifted into how gender dynamics fits into all this, showcasing what I’m assuming she learned in Intersectionalism 301 at UC-Davis.

“My view is that we need to indict public leaders who are trafficking in science denial as a form of misconduct and a form of putting the American public into danger,” she said. “However, I do think that we as scientists have engaged nonstop in trying to confront denialism and often that engagement is a very—it’s coded male power brokering that is very problematic in the culture because it pits people against each other instead of focusing on shared values.”

Bold mine, again, because, again…wow. She’s really hitting all the libtard buttons she can reach, ain’t she? C’mon, honey, work some transgenderIslamophobicNaziracistcapitalistgreedbigotedsexism into the mix, whydon’tcha? I got faith in you; I know you can do it. In fact, I suspect you couldn’t stop it if you tried.

Bledsoe interrupted to say the U.S. problem with climate change was unique in its political and cultural aspects, but Myhre responded:

I would agree with that, but I just want to reflect back again that the entire world, by and large, and the world’s global resources are run by men, and those decisions are made by men, and so one of the fundamental aspects of solutions for climate change has to do with anti-racism and anti-misogyny, and that is at a global level. The closer we get to an equitable and safe society for everyone, specifically for the rights of girls and women, then that’s a component of the pathway for us to get to climate solutions.

Ahhh, there it is. Earlier, though, she accidentally let a little raw truth slip out:

I mean, you can talk about the science until you’re blue in the face right? But then when we are actually trying to sit in relationship with people, that’s a two-way street. That is an experience where you have to listen in order to engender trust and relationship, and part of the piece around this is that realizing as scientists, we’re trying to broker power and authority in the public. We’re trying to gain agency and authority, in order for the science that we are stewarding to be integrated into public decision-making. But that piece around brokering for power, man, you gotta get curious about that, right? Because there’s all sorts of lines that divide our culture around, who is trusted? Who gets buy-in? Who has authority?

And that’s what it’s REALLY all about; for the Left, it always is. They can’t ever keep the mailed fist hidden in the velvet glove for very long. I got lots more to say about that, but I’m going to hold onto it for another post.

The crazy bint then went on to have a total moonbat-meltdown on Twitter over having been “disrespected” and “patronized” by the men in the discussion, which I find quite a bit less than surprising (before tootling off to a “sexual harrassment” meeting, naturally). Yeah, I can totally see this seized-up nutbar engaging in a calm, rational, trust-and-relationship engendering chat with a truly well-informed skeptic expecting to bring him or her around to Her Truth on the climate-change scam. I’d give her about a sentence and a half of being able to maintain her obviously precarious sang-froid before going bughouse and getting violent, no more.

A lot of religious discussions seem to end that way, you know.

(Via MisHum)

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The science is settled

Can we start calling them “gender deniers,” maybe?

WASHINGTON, D.C.—The “anti-science” and “anti-facts” Trump administration is considering reverting the definition of gender to a biological, objective, scientific standard, drawing the ire of the “pro-science” left.

Critics have long claimed Trump is opposed to science, and they believe his decision to use scientific standards to define gender prove his anti-science stance.

“Trump obviously can’t stand scientific facts, and that’s why he’s hatefully changing the definition of gender to a biological, objective standard,” said one MSNBC host. “The true lover of science knows that gender is a nebulous, imaginary concept that you can change based on your feelings.” The hosts of the program then chanted “Love trumps hate!” for a full 45 minutes before the show ended.

Congressional Democrats held a press conference shortly after the news of the reversion to anti-science scientific standards. “This is unconscionable,” said Nancy Pelosi. “These scientific standards will set us back thousands of years—or at least a few years, to when we changed the definition of gender in the first place.”

It’s gotta be tough writing for the Bee, what with having to come up with ways to parody people like Pelosi and all. I mean honestly now, doesn’t that sound exactly like something the cracked, bilious old bitch would say?

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Live by the sword

Women hoist on their own petard.

A biological man who identifies as a female won a women’s world championship cycling event in California, sparking debate over how transgender athletes should be judged in sporting events.

Rachel McKinnon, an assistant professor of philosophy at the College of Charleston in South Carolina, took home the gold medal in the women’s 35-39 age bracket at the 2018 UCI Masters Track Cycling World Championships in Los Angeles.

“First transgender woman world champion…ever,” McKinnon posted on social media soon after the race.

While some applaud McKinnon’s success, not everyone is happy. Some argue it’s unfair for a man to be allowed to compete in a women’s sporting event because male bodies are fundamentally different than female bodies.

No. No, they are NOT. We are EQUAL, in every single way. Anything a man can do, a woman can do just as well. Period. Them’s the rules now, and if we Normals have to live by them, so does everyone else.

Third-place winner Wagner was one of the many people who voiced their outrage on Twitter.

“I was the 3rd place rider. It’s definitely NOT fair,” she said in response to a tweet by controversial commentator Katie Hopkins.

If he says he’s a woman, then he’s a woman. If he says he’s black, he is. If he says he’s a Cherokee, ditto. Deal.

Meanwhile, others came to McKinnon’s defense, calling the win a major accomplishment for transgender athletes.

The race’s second-place winner applauded McKinnon, and urged athletes who don’t think it’s fair to compete against the opposite sex to either deal with it, or not compete at all.

“I totally disagree. No one is a transgender to steal anyone’s medal. We had an honest race under UCI rules. If you compete you accept the rules, otherwise, don’t compete. I can only imagine what she had to go through in her life to be where she is now, how hard it is to fit in,” Carolien Van Herrikhuy tweeted.

See? Miss Also-Ran here truly gets it. It’s no longer about athletic excellence, skill, or honest and fair competition with a clear winner atop a hierarchy of other competitors who didn’t quite make the grade. It’s not about cream rising to the top, about the just reward of hard work and sacrifice on a reasonably level playing field, about losing with grace and dignity and a determination to do better next time around. It’s now about FEELINGS—about indulging a mentally ill person’s delusional fantasy in the name of political correctness. Now go home with your little participation trophy and shut up, H8TR.

McKinnon believes he had no biological advantage over his female competitors. He said he had to suppress his testosterone levels to “unhealthily low” levels to compete.

Umm…you’re not ALREADY doing that? And what on earth, pray tell, does “healthy” have to do with ANY of this?

“This is what the double-bind for trans women athletes looks like: when we win, it’s because we’re transgender and it’s unfair; when we lose, no one notices (and it’s because we’re just not that good anyway). Even when it’s the SAME racer. That’s what transphobia looks like,” the professor said.

“Transphobia.” I’m not sure how it is that these sad, sick people have so thoroughly convinced themselves that the rest of us are obssessed with them to the point that we’re actually “phobic” about them, but I would like to sincerely assure this guy that it is NOT the case. Trust me, the only time most of us think about you at all is when you’re trying to render plain and simple language meaningless, bend biology to suit your own narrow agenda, and force the rest of us to pretend that you’re something you’re not.

Those things, yeah, we might get a little annoyed about, although I’d still bet that most of us are just wishing you’d dry up and blow away already. But even then, we’re not annoyed because of what you are (or think you are); we’re annoyed because of what you’re doing: ramming your pathology down our throats, and demanding we redefine dysfunction as “normal.” Because reasons.

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Axl WHO again, now?

You didn’t expect anything less from Hollywood celebs, I hope.

he message from the aging rock star about the California Republican was succinct:

“F*ck Nunes.”

Those gripping words were tweeted earlier this year by Axl Rose, the frontman for Guns N’ Roses. The rocker apparently was miffed after Rep. Devin Nunes (R-Calif.) suggested that the Obama administration spied on Donald Trump’s presidential campaign in 2016. (Rose’s appetite for destruction isn’t just the title of his band’s most popular album: During a concert shortly after the election, he beat an oversized pinata depicting the new president.)

The profane tweet by Rose—who now looks like the homeless love child of Sam Kinison and Ethel Merman—earned nearly 30,000 likes.

Rose is one of many celebrities hoping to dump some cold November Rain on Nunes’s reelection next month. The lawmaker who President Trump on Thursday saidshould get the Medal of Freedom for “what he has gone through and his bravery” is a top target of the Left for leading the investigation into the biggest political scandal in U.S. history: The weaponization of the nation’s law enforcement and intelligence apparatus to infiltrate a rival presidential campaign and undermine an incoming administration.

Hopefully resulting in justice at last being served on Obama, Her Herness, and the rest of the Coup Clux Clowns, with all and sundry being fitted for some nice orange jumpsuits with inmate ID numbers stenciled on.

If this seems like overkill, it is. Celebrities are running cover for congressional Democrats and Obama loyalists terrified at what the Nunes investigation will yield. They are trying to bully him into backing down; his opponent confirmed that if Rep. Adam Schiff (D-Calif.) replaces Nunes as chairman of the House Intelligence Committee next year, Democrats would begin investigating Nunes himself.

But Hollywood’s intimidation tactics against Nunes aren’t working. He continues to pressure the president to declassify documents related to so-called FISAgate, and his committee will soon postthe transcripts of more than 70 witnesses who were interviewed about their role in the scandal. An outspoken critic of Rosenstein, who signed the final FISA application on Page, Nunes and some of his Republican colleagues have threatened to impeach him for blocking congressional demands for information.

While Nunes has raised the ire of the Left, he has earned the respect of the president and many rank-and-file Republicans. Making sure Nunes’s investigation continues after the midterms should be a key talking point for party leaders over the next few weeks. Celebrity outrage at Nunes underscores how serious and damaging this scandal is for the Democrats. Otherwise, just like the Clinton email scandal, everyone will get off the hook. Again.

Such a dismal outcome would be proof positive that not only is the Deep State real, it’s also pretty much invincible.

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The Trigglypuff vote

They deserve each other, and real Americans deserve better.

Commenting on the irrational female rage unleashed by the Kavanaugh confirmation circus, Stephen Green remarks: “The Democrats have worked hard to lock down the Trigglypuff vote, but at what cost of even slightly more moderate voters?” But do such voters really exist?

We are more than 25 years into a cycle of increasing polarization that arguably began with Bill Clinton’s election as president. Clinton’s radicalism — remember the so-called “assault weapons” ban? — sparked a backlash that cost Democrats the control of the House that they’d held for 40 years. Everything thereafter increased the partisan divide: The budget standoff that led to the government shutdown, the Lewinsky scandal and the impeachment crisis, the Florida recount in 2000, the Iraq War, the recapture of Congress by Nancy Pelosi’s Democrats, Obama’s election in 2008, the Tea Party movement, on and on.

It is not the case that America’s politics have become more divisive because the Republican Party has moved further right. Liberal pundits, commenting from within their ideological cocoons, habitually apply labels — “far right,” “extremist,” “white nationalist,” etc. — to depict the GOP as beholden to a dangerous fringe, but this is just paranoid propaganda. The typical Republican voter in 2018 is actually no more “extreme” than his father was in 1988. Nor is the policy agenda of the GOP now any more “far right” than it was in the presidency of Ronald Reagan. The cause of the increased partisan divide is not that the Republicans have moved right, but that Democrats have moved left.

What happened, when did it happen and why did it happen?

Just this: enough Americans woke up to what the Democrat-Socialists really were—as opposed to what they misleadingly claimed themselves to be—to reject them firmly and fully by putting Trump in the Oval Office, which drove them batshit insane. Room for lots more detaIled analysis, natch, but that’s the nut of it.

Having worked so hard to lock down the TrigglyPuff vote, as Stephen Green says, Democrats are now held hostage by the mob mentality of the identity-politics “social justice” coalition they’ve built.

This is what the Kavanaugh confirmation circus confirmed: Democrats are now the party of TrigglyPuff, of angry college girls driven to fits of insanity — a deranged mob clawing at the doors of the Supreme Court — by the irrationality of their “progressive” belief system.

What about those “slightly more moderate voters” who might be alienated by the Democrats’ surrender to extremism? They don’t seem to exist. Polls indicate that the Democrats’ advantage in the generic congressional ballot is holding firm around 7 or 8 points. Why?

I’ll just answer that question with a quote from Huck Finn: “H’ain’t we got all the fools in town on our side? And ain’t that a big enough majority in any town?” In towns like NYC, Chicago, LA, San Francisco, Detroit, etc, yes. Yes, it surely is.

(Via Insty)

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Burn in Hell, loser(s)

I missed out on commemorating this most joyous anniversary last week.

Fifty-one years-ago this week, Ernesto “Che” Guevara got a major dose of his own medicine. Without trial, he was declared a murderer, stood against a wall, and shot. If the saying “What goes around comes around” ever fit, it’s here.

“When you saw the beaming look on Che’s face as his victims were tied to the stake and blasted apart by the firing squad,” said a former Cuban political prisoner to this writer, “you saw there was something seriously, seriously wrong with Che Guevara.”

The one genuine “accomplishment” in Che Guevara’s life was the mass-murder of defenseless men and boys. Under his own gun dozens died. Under his orders thousands crumpled. At everything else, Che Guevara failed abysmally, even risibly. For instance, during his Bolivian “guerrilla” campaign, Che split his forces whereupon they got hopelessly lost and bumbled around, half-starved, half-clothed and half-shod, without any contact with each other for six months before being wiped out. They didn’t even have WWII vintage walkie-talkies to communicate and seemed incapable of applying a compass reading to a map. They spent much of the time walking in circles and were usually within a mile of each other. During this blundering they often engaged in ferocious firefights against each other.

“You hate to laugh at anything associated with Che, who murdered so many,” says Felix Rodriguez, the Cuban-American CIA officer who played a key role in tracking him down in Bolivia. “But when it comes to Che as “guerrilla” you simply can’t help but guffaw.”

So, for many, the question remains: how did such an incurable doofus, sadist and epic idiot attain such iconic status?

Well, essentially, because all Leftists are moronic shitstains nursing violent revenge fantasies against everyone who is more successful, more talented, more courageous, more intelligent, and more worthwhile human beings generally than they’ll ever be. Via Ed, Tim Blair takes the ball and runs with it, by linking the socialists’ standard-issue fever-dreams of mass slaughter as embodied by the hideous and despicable Che to another murderous commie Progtard.

I repeat: burn in Hell, every last demonic man Jack of youse.

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White on white

Re the hilarious irony attendant to the previous post, Porter spells it out for the obtuse.

The truth is if you’re not really looking you won’t find much about Portland in which to take offense. It’s when you tune into the ambient noise that the inputs become ugly. That’s because Portland isn’t just a liberal town. It’s a red or dead one. It’s a place where Maoists, Bolsheviks, and Khmer Rouge can be safely nurtured without fear of hostile intrusion by humanity.

What that means in practice is that a visitor from Earth is as likely to see a lunatic woman stepping over homeless on the sidewalk while shrieking to no one about heartless Trump, as they are a riot of unemployed black-clad baristas unselfconsciously smashing the city’s progressive retail outlets. I have seen both.

That’s why I found the following two tweet-embedded videos so unsurprising.

In them, antifa takes it upon themselves to commandeer a public intersection and scream racial profanities at confused or disobedient motorists. By racial profanities, I obviously mean anti-white.

In the first video, an obese middle-aged moron whose legs can not be seen because they are camouflaged in cut-off shorts confronts a driver who is so fascist that he actually tried to drive on public streets. Understandably enraged, the communist plumbs the vast empty expanse of his brain for the most vile insult he can imagine to hurl. And there it was.

You’re a Little Whitey, Aren’t Ya?

I hope liberal parents will be content in the knowledge of their 1.3 children suffering that sneer for a lifetime.

Though perhaps realizing he had unerringly pinned the tale on the Nazi, the perceptive pylon repeated his accusation multiple times. White! White! White! You’re White! screamed the white.

I understand there is no more hideous pejorative to the leftist mind, but to the swarms of extraterrestrials that cloud the Oregon skies, this act of militant idio-supremacist moral preening must seem like ample enough reason to turn this planet into a bauxite mine, and move on to more intelligent locales.

While white men screaming “white man!” at other white men as an insult is a stupidity difficult to exceed, his ‘comrades’ certainly weren’t dissuaded from the attempt. In another intersection hijacking, an elderly driver induced antifa’s crusaders to attack his car at not one but two traffic lights. Would you guess this attack was triggered by the driver dragging Tom Robinson by the neck to a lynching tree? Well, it was nearly that bad: he was dragging his own old white body through a green light. And that, Atticus Lenin, is even more raysis.

In the sidebar Tweets, he elaborates:


And then a commenter unleashes this astute observation:

The older I get, the more I see it as a spiritual problem. I heard a talk by a priest where he describes a consistently unnecessary negative attitude as a mindset that is only different in degree from those in hell.

These people are practicing for hell and it’s terrifying. From a human perspective, I do legitimately pity them, and I’m not being sarcastic. Their internal world is entirely thirst, itch, dryness, insecurity, bitterness, self loathing. Even their jokes aren’t really jokes, just mean spirited punchlines lacking either structure or joy.

That doesn’t excuse the need to restore order and restrain their violence by a long shot. You can’t have violence running rampant. But it’s all to say it’s a spiritual problem at heart. Argument by itself is not going to work. This is why we’ve failed reaching them, at least in part. They’re looking for meaning, and lower taxes and slogans (but libertarian or conservative) is not going to cut it.

Nothing is. Well, except maybe actual edged weapons. And projectile types, too. And maybe, at some further point, canister, grapeshot, and a few good helpings of time-on-target. Which is probably a good thing, since it’s become nigh impossible to parody them, and they’re so self-righteously thick they’re oblivious to mockery.

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It’s a white thing

And I don’t want to understand.



The thug yelling “Yeah, you little white motherf**ker. Yeah, you’re a f**king whitey, a little whitey, aren’t you?” appears to be a “f**king whitey” himself, at least to judge from his pasty white calves. So are most of the other protesters. But, rather in the way all those white ladies on “The View” kept going on about “old white Republican men” during the Kavanaugh business, for an increasing number of white people, sneering at your fellow white people as “white people” is the preferred epithet. This is sad and at one level psychologically unhealthy – like living in a ward full of self-proclaimed Napoleons laughing at the one guy who isn’t. But on the other hand it shows diversity is now so deeply ingrained that white folks can celebrate it all by themselves.

As the scenes from Portland remind us, the cold civil war – growing hotter by the day – is really between two classes of white people, even if one of them insists on pretending it isn’t.

Well, sure, but they’re the GOOD ones, see. But if that isn’t ludicrous enough for ya:

Perhaps white people who prefer not to identify as white people could become whxte people – in the same way that a remarkable number of UK businesses are now using the word “womxn”:

Companies have come under fire for using the word “womxn” instead of “woman,” after worrying the latter word excludes transgender people.

Not so long ago, in the days of “sex changes”, the point about becoming a woman was to become a woman. But now trans-women are a thing unto themselves, so the term “woman” is exclusionary. “I am woman, hear me…pipe down about it in case everyone thinks I’m being non-binary-phobic.”

A squirrel can identify as an emotional support animal, a white man can identify as a person of color, but a woman can no longer identify as a woman because that’s transphobic. One begins to detect among some of the chippier feminists a faint sense that this trans thing is a reverse phallocentric takeover of the entire woman business.

I don’t have a squirrel in this fight, but the above three stories are not the daily news churn of a healthy society.

Oh, great. Just when I was finally getting used to “wymyn” and “xyr” and all.

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The preliminaries are over

Francis links to a sobering, link-rich piece:

The unhinged left is planning violence against conservative members of congress, supreme court justices and their families

A lot more than just those specific groups, you may rest assured.

We are now learning that left-wing domestic terrorism groups are openly discussing “kill team” tactics on Twitter and Facebook, discussing methods of carrying SBRs (short-barreled rifles) under their clothing, blending in with crowds, then popping out of the crowds to assassinate prominent conservatives such as U.S. Senators, Supreme Court justices and prominent conservative radio personalities. All this was first reported by PJ Media.

I have recorded and published a warning to all Americans, detailing the plans of unhinged, deranged Leftists who continue to be driven to insanity by a lying, dishonest left-wing media which “feeds the frenzy” on a daily basis. With USA Today now printing columns that essentially declare Brett Kavanaugh to be a pedophile who should never be allowed near children, the so-called “media” in America has jumped the shark, abandoning anything resembling the First Amendment role of reporting the news and now resorting to smearing innocent people while encouraging mass hysteria and violence among left-wing lunatics.

The media is deliberately driving America into a bloody civil war in a desperate attempt to destabilize the nation, invoke shooting in the streets and ultimately call in United Nations “peacekeeping” troops that will depose President Trump and attempt to disarm the entire U.S. civilian population. (Fortunately for America, the people own 100+ million firearms and have a Second Amendment right to defend their nation against foreign invaders.)

All that used to be the stuff of paranoid conspiracy-theorizing. No more; nowadays, it’s observable reality. And, as Aesop notes, it’s only the beginning:

In case you thought the recent shenanigans were Peak Crazy, we have bad news for you.
It could very well be that was all just a set-up for what happens next.

Later today, we may (or not) see Judge Kavanaugh confirmed to the vacant seat on SCOTUS.

Either way, in less than a month, the chickens from all the Dumbocrat mind-losing will come home to roost, and may turn the electoral wave from blue to red. (Be still, my beating heart.)
HopeyDopey got the Left President Trump. The Kavanaugh Caper could get them slaughtered (metaphorically) in the mid-terms. And how pleasant that would be. Even more so if it turns into a two-fer.

And at any time after today on into November, or beyond, the Leftardian legions may finally unleash their unhinged end game, and go full retard. Not metaphorically.

“May”? Ain’t no “may” to it, I’m afraid; like I said, what we’ve seen with the Kavanaugh freakshow is merely the opening salvo. Wait till the anally-inserted popsicle stick propping up Ginsberg’s mouldering corpse finally breaks and Trump nominates Amy whatsername to replace her. Or even earlier, maybe, after this November’s impending electoral shellacking. Even if they can somehow contrive to restrain themselves through those sore trials, Trump’s landslide reelection in 2020 will assuredly open the madhouse gates for real. Count on it.

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Let’s just stop pretending here, ‘kay?

Ace gets down to brass tacks on Ballsey-Fraud:

I’m getting a little tired of bending over backwards to claim “something certainly happened” to Blasey. I think she’s straight-up lying.

I can’t be sure of that, of course.

But she seems to act in bad faith a lot. I can’t fly. I went to a marriage therapist to discuss the ongoing strife of a fucking second entrance we put in two years before. I never heard you wanted to come to California to talk to me, even though it was in news accounts.

The party was near the country club. What’s that? Investigators can’t find any known “party houses” near the country club? Oh, I meant the party was somewhere between my house and the country club, a 20 minute drive by car.

Wait, none of the people I named as being at the party lived in a house that conformed to my description of it? Oh there were some other people there too. I don’t know who. I guess it was a house that belonged to a Conveniently Unknown Person.

But for me, the worst example is the nasty passive-aggressive mean-girl insinauation she dropped about Leland Keyser, claiming, innocently-sounding, that she hopes that Leland Keyser gets over the “health challenges” she’s having, strongly implying that Keyser has some kind of brain-affecting progressive disease like Alzheimer’s.

Spoiler alert: It’s not. She has back and neck problems. Nothing to do with the brain.

But Lil’ Miss Innocent Baby-Talk Vocal Fry strongly implied that her “friend” was deranged.

Some friend.

So excuse me if I do not join in with the pretend “Facts don’t care about your feelings” crowd in asserting that I know, somehow, as a fact, despite the total lack of facts to establish it, that “something happened” to Blasey.

There is absolutely no actual evidence, beyond a sneaky, deceitful woman’s say-so, that anything happened, ever.

After seeing some of her fraudulent, kid-gloves “testimony” last week, my take was/is: the woman is insane. Like, clinically, pathologically not right in the head. Mentally disturbed. Truly, deeply, pathetically off the rails.

She may in fact believe that “something happened” to her; she may well believe that, whatever it may have been, it was Kavanaugh who did it. Doesn’t matter. She’s quite clearly delusional. She appeared, throughout the part of the hearing I saw, to be hovering right on the edge of a complete breakdown. I’d bet she spends a good part of her average day teetering on that same razor’s edge between “treatable, maybe” and “completely hopeless, lock-her-up-in-a-rubber-room-and-throw-away-the-key” cray-cray. Or so it looked to me, anyway.

Kavanaugh was dead-on when he testified that he believed SOMETHING must have happened to her, but he has no idea what. And maybe something, God only knows what, actually did, sending her permanently around the bend into La-La Land. Either that, or she deserves a Best Actor Oscar for her performance. Given her intricate, years-long maneuvering to prepare for savaging Kavanaugh, perhaps the thing to do is to embrace the healing power of “and” here, eh?

Update! A vote for “calculating” over “demented.”

At first, those of us paying attention were anxious to hear Ford’s story. The bits of news that preceded her appearance before the Judiciary Committee were titillating. Was it possible that this man, Brett Kavanaugh, with a thirty-years-plus record of impeccable judicial service to his country, had a dark side? Then we heard Blasey Ford “testify.” How anyone who listened to her practiced, phony childish act could believe that this was not calculated is a mystery. She was obviously scripted, coached, and performing.

Perhaps she did not expect to have to appear before the committee. She and her handlers may have assumed that the taint of her accusation would bring about his withdrawal from the nomination or that Trump would withdraw it. Guess they have not been paying attention to how Trump operates or who Kavanaugh is. They guessed wrong.

Given the numerous falsehoods of the FBI and DOJ we now are aware of – the “two front doors” lie, the fear of flying lie, the claustrophobia lie, her polygraph lies – what seems credible now is that this was a manufactured, orchestrated setup at the outset. They used Mark Judge’s book as a template and contrived a tall tale.

And then, thanks to Lindsey Graham, Trump, and Kavanaugh himself, it blew up in their faces.

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