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A female cuck?

You don’t concede the Left’s premises. Not ever, not even once, not for any reason.

Speaking of silly women inviting snakes into the fold, let’s address a recent essay published by National Review, titled “Conservatives Are Wrong to Dismiss Feminism.” It is written by one Sarah Quinlan, a woman who, we are told is a “front-page contributor to RedState.” This is intended as a credential, when in fact, it is rather more like calling someone a former lead engineer for the Hindenburg. But one supposes it was the best the likes of Ms. Quinlan could do under the circumstances.

One of Quinlan’s unlisted associations, however, is her sometime affiliation with one of the sadder outings in NeverTrump history, the so-called Buckley Club, an infected little pimple of an organization that knew so little of its namesake that it once mistook one of Buckley’s favorite phrases—“immanentizing the eschaton”—for a conspiracy theorist slogan.

Holt goes on to dismantle Quinlan’s convoluted mess of an argument pretty thoroughly, culminating in this stinging closer:

I’m sure she’ll get around to making a mockery of her other conservative principles in time, but we needn’t waste any more exertion waiting on her to do it.

At best, Quinlan’s piece is a vapid extended emotivist wail in search of a shoulder and a pint of vanilla ice cream to dash itself against. At worst, it is a hostile ultimatum that the Right must trade Trump for Teen Vogue, and transform William F. Buckley into William F. Becky-with-the-good-hair so that it can attract the votes of women whose character validates the assumptions of every misogynist who ever lived. Either way, it deserves to be rejected in the strongest possible terms.

And so, I will do just that. Conservatism needs feminism like National Review needed Sarah Quinlan’s byline: only as a tool for suicide. NRO’s brand needs to be hospitalized and any dangerous objects need to be taken away from the editors after this. As for True Conservatism (™), after the publication of this article, it will need a rape kit, which, unlike the thousands that Quinlan complains remain untouched, we have been obliged to process.

Ouch. Better put some ice on that, sweetie.

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Ford forever! And Kingsford, too

I saw a mention of this on one of the weekend morning shows, and was intrigued enough by it to research it a bit further.

Ford Motor Company sold more than one million Ford Model Ts in 1919, and each of those Model Ts used 100 board feet of wood for the parts such as frame, dashboard, steering wheels and wheels. Because of the amount of wood that had to be used in the cars, Henry Ford decided he wanted to produce his own supply. He enlisted the help of Edward G. Kingsford, a real estate agent in Michigan, to find him a supply of wood. Coincidentally, Kingsford’s wife was a cousin of Ford – making the partnership a reality. In the early 1920s, Ford acquired large timberland in Iron Mountain, Michigan, and built a sawmill and parts plant in a neighboring area (which became Kingsford, Michigan). The mill and plants produced sufficient parts for the car but generated waste such as stumps, branches and sawdust. Ford suggested that all wood scraps were to be processed into charcoal.

A University of Oregon chemist, Orin Stafford, had invented a method for making pillow-shaped lumps of fuel from sawdust and mill waste combined with tar and bound together with cornstarch. He called the lumps “charcoal briquettes.” Thomas Edison designed the briquette factory next to the sawmill, and Kingsford ran it. It was a model of efficiency, producing 610 lb (280 kg) of briquettes for every ton of scrap wood. The product was sold only through Ford dealerships. Ford then named the new business Ford Charcoal and changed the name of the charcoal blocks to “briquets”. At the beginning, the charcoal was sold to meat and fish smokehouses, but supply exceeded demand.

By the mid-1930s, Ford was marketing “Picnic Kits” containing charcoal and portable grills directly from Ford dealerships, capitalizing on the link between motoring and outdoor adventure that his own Vagabond travels popularized. “Enjoy a modern picnic,” the package suggested. “Sizzling broiled meats, steaming coffee, toasted sandwiches.” It wasn’t until after World War II that backyard barbecuing took off, thanks to suburban migration, the invention of the Weber grill and the marketing efforts. An investment group bought Ford Charcoal in 1951 and renamed it to Kingsford Charcoal in honor of Edward G. Kingsford (and the factory’s home-base name) and took over the operations. The plant was later acquired by Clorox in 1973.

How cool is that, huh? The story of Kinsgord charcoal isn’t merely “an American story,” as their website proclaims. It’s the bone and sinew of Americana itself, from start to finish; the history of American gun and bicycle (yes, bicycle!) manufacturing are very like to it, among others. Maybe I can find time to cover that here one of these days.

Funny, too, how sour old Henry always seemed to find a way to make his famous parsimony pay off somehow—and if he couldn’t find a way, he’d manufacture one himself. For a grouchy, greedy Capitalist Pig Industrialist, he was a damned creative fellow, full of unconventional ideas he wasn’t the least bit timid about pursuing.

Oh, and if you aren’t watching The Henry Ford’s Innovation Nation on Saturdays (no, that ain’t where I saw the Kingsford story, or I don’t think it was anyway), you’re missing something good. And no, I ain’t just referring to the truly luscious and personable Alie Ward either, you lecherous toads.

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Once a traitor…

Leopards Liberals don’t change their spots.

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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Winning!

A compendium from two posts, some of which you might not have heard about.

Trump and We the People are winning. The fake news media sell their lie 24-7 that voters regret voting for Trump and he is mere days from impeachment. In truth, Trump’s approval has risen to 51%. Leftists are pulling their hair out in frustration, screaming, how can we stop this freaking outsider amateur politician? The tide is turning in our favor.

It was thrilling to hear Trump announce that the United States will withdraw from Obama’s insane Iran nuke deal. Trump pulled no punches in explaining why Obama appeasing Iran was dangerous for America and our ally, Israel. For crying out loud, folks…what idiot president gives $150 billion to a regime that chants, “Death to America!”?

Why, one who agrees with the sentiment, of course.

Israel is despised by most leftists. Trump having the courage to acknowledge Jerusalem as the capital of Israel and actually move our U.S. embassy to Jerusalem is amazing. Regarding Israel, God said, “I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse” (Gen. 12:3).

Remember Sgt. Andrew Tahmooressi, who was outrageously held in a Mexican jail for seven months? Obama refused to make a phone call for Tahmooressi’s release. Presidential candidate Trump intervened, successfully freeing Tahmooressi. 

Amazingly, Trump’s secretary of state, Mike Pompeo, is headed home from North Korea with three previously held hostages – a gesture of good faith for Trump’s meeting with Kim Jong-un. Can you say “Trump: The Art of the Deal,” boys and girls?

In essence, Obama received an affirmative action Nobel Prize because he is black and for touring the world apologizing for who we are as Americans and begging forgiveness. Numerous pundits say Trump should win the Nobel Peace Prize the old-fashioned way – he earned it.

If Trump successfully ends the 70-year-old Korean War and Kim Jong-un follows through with his vow to end North Korea’s nuclear program, Trump absolutely deserves the Nobel Prize. If Trump wins the prize, that giant popping sound will be leftists’ heads exploding around the world. Extraordinarily great things are happening, folks.

Americans suffering from high taxes, low wages, and high unemployment was Obama’s proud new normal. Trump has dynamited Obama’s mountain of overreaching tyrannical job-killing regulations, reversing over 800. Trump has unemployment at 3.9%, the lowest since 2000. In his first year, Trump created two million jobs. His tax cuts have our economy booming, creating more jobs, with Americans smiling again with more money in their pockets. Manufacturing jobs have risen by 304,000 under Trump. Black and Hispanic unemployment is at a historic low. All Americans are winning with Trump in the White House.

The illegal invasion of our country is down 70%, the lowest in 17 years. Trump has started the border wall.

Folks, I could go on and on with Trump’s long list of wins for We the People in a remarkably short amount of time.

Bottom line: Be of good cheer, folks.

There’s more, incredible as it may seem. Next up, a recap of what Daniel Flynn calls “the best week of his presidency,” including this uproariously funny bit of boobery I had missed myself:

Michael Avenatti, the camera-friendly lawyer of Stormy Daniels, issued startling allegations that President Trump’s attorney Michael Cohen received payments from such places as Kenya, Russia, and Malaysia. “No, I never talk with or meet Trump,” a 26-year-old El Al employee named Michael Cohen told NBC News. He received a wire transaction from his brother in Kenya. “He owed me some money.” The real Michael Cohen’s lawyer wrote of a Canadian with the same name who received money from Tanzania, “The Michael Cohen who was actually involved in this transaction has expressed grave concerns about the breach of his privacy by Mr. Avenatti’s apparently improper possession and publication of his personal bank records.”

Marc Cohen of “Walking in Memphis” fame, Mets play-by-play man Gary Cohen, and comic actor Sacha Baron Cohen remain safe from Avenatti’s probe — but for how long?

Wow. That one might just merit retiring the self-beclownment title for all time. Supporting links are included with both posts, natch. Alas, Flynn gets it entirely wrong with his closer though:

The week was yuge, bigly even, enough to make one sick and tired of winning.

Sheeeit. Not hardly, it ain’t. Not by a long yard. You just keep ’em coming, Mr President. We’ll tell you when we’ve had enough. After all those years of Republican chicanery, of conservatism failing to conserve a damned thing, nobody but nobody should be holding their breath waiting for it.

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Drop dead

McStain slams Palin.

As death flutters around the back-yard deck of Senator John McCain, it’s sad to read reports that the scrappy Sandcutter regrets picking Governor Sarah Palin as his vice presidential running mate and wishes he had instead picked Senator Jos. Lieberman. The only person diminished by this kind of talk is Senator McCain himself, and the heroic Arizonan deserves better.

Heroic? Like hell. Back to that in a moment.

At rallies all across red state America, Mrs. Palin outdrew the leader of the ticket by a factor five to one. Her own error was undercutting her populist message with a divisive démarche about “real Americans.” The tragedy is that pro-growth, inclusive, capitalism was waiting for both of them to embrace. Mrs. Palin understands it better than many in the GOP, including Mr. McCain.

This became increasingly evident after the Republican defeat. Mrs. Palin understood energy better than any leading Republican. She was the only Republican prepared to reach out to organized labor (she herself, like Ronald Reagan, had once carried a union card). Most importantly, by our lights, Mrs. Palin was the first Republican to breach for monetary reform.

Mrs. Palin showed character in reacting to the reports of Mr. McCain’s regrets. She said the reports felt like “a perpetual gut punch.” And of the senator’s complaint, she said: “That’s not what Sen. McCain has told me all these years.” So far as we can tell, she’s never said an ill-word about the man who lifted her to glory, however fleeting. She’s always called Mr. McCain the hero that he is.

“Lifted her to glory,” is it? The only time—the ONLY time—McCain led in the 2008 polls was in the wake of choosing Palin as his running mate:

In the general election, facing Democratic nominee, Senator Barack Obama of Illinois, McCain was trailing during most of the season, only gaining a lead in national polls for a period after the Palin announcement and the 2008 Republican National Convention.

After announcing Palin as the presumptive vice-presidential nominee, the McCain campaign received US$7 million in contributions in a single day. According to a Washington Post/ABC News survey published on September 9, 2008, he had gained huge support among white women voters since the announcement; he had not only surpassed Obama in white women voters, but also amassed a lead of five percentage points in the Gallup polls. John Zogby found that the effects of Palin’s selection were helping the McCain ticket since “She has high favorability numbers, and has unified the Republican Party.”

Who was lifting whom again, now? McCain lost the election not because of Palin, but because of McCain. His mushy-moderate positions; his legendary treachery, arrogance, and viciousness; his failure to recognize that decades of sucking up to the liberal media would never buy the “Maverick” a thing from them when running against any Democrat Socialist, much less Obama; most of all, his ill-advised blunder in “suspending” his campaign to deal legislatively with the “financial crisis.”

As for his “hero” status—well, sorry, but I ain’t quite buying that one either.

You may like heroes who weren’t shot down, but that doesn’t make them traitors or torture “songbirds.” In the case of John McCain, this particular myth is long-since debunked. When McCain was running for president, a group opposed to him sent out a flyer with this exact charge. They called him a “Hanoi Hilton songbird.” Far from accurate, McCain was not only uncooperative, he endured great pain and hardship on behalf of his country and his fellow prisoners, resulting in injuries that have lasted a lifetime.

Indeed he did endure great pain and hardship…and then, by his own admission, he broke.

Sen. McCAIN: I wrote a confession. I was guilty of war crimes against the Vietnamese people. I intentionally bombed women and children.
WALLACE: And you did it because you were being tortured and you’d reached the end of the line?
Sen. McCAIN: Yes. But I should have gone further. I should have — I never believed that I would — that I would break, and I did.

For the earlier part of his military career, Juanny Mav did arguably serve honorably, if not ably: he was a lousy pilot whose negligent hotdogging caused two crashes (which he lied about afterwards), followed by the more notorious aboard-ship incident for which he was never officially blamed. On the other hand, in the incident for which he won the DFC and in which he was shot down, he showed great courage and determination.

But we still have the small matter of treason before us, which Bill states flatly:

Guess what? There is no “torture exception” to the definition of treason, among which is “giving aid and comfort to the enemy in time of war.”

McCain is a traitor, no matter what Ed Driscoll or the cuck foofs at PJM may think about it.

I’m quite sure I would have behaved much more shamefully under torture than McCain did; it’s surely to his credit that he stood up for as long as he did. But in the end, the matter of treason is pretty cut and dried, and I don’t see any way for McCain to wiggle out from under it. As such, to hail him as a “hero” is a bit much; to wax indignant over the “myth” while using that falsehood to take a gratuitous jab at Trump’s admittedly rude statement is downright indefensible.

John McCain is a right bastard who has betrayed his country, his party, his supposed “conservative” principles, and now his former running mate. His last-ditch slap at her is pure vintage McStain: self-serving, bilious, cruel, and dishonest. Whatever he may or may not have once been, he is a professional politician now—a hack, the original RINO, a backstabbing son of a bitch undeserving of either trust or high regard. Back to the NYSun article for another look at Palin’s characteristically classy last word:

So far as we can tell, she’s never said an ill-word about the man who lifted her to glory, however fleeting. She’s always called Mr. McCain the hero that he is.

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

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Strangulation

Ain’t it strange how small-business startups have cratered.

In a lot of the Western/developed world, the spread of regulations really does do a great job in dissuading people from undertaking acts of marginal commercial utility that would give them and others pleasure. E.g. this facebook friend of mine:

You know, if you want to encourage people to follow the rules, you should make following the rules simpler.

I want to be able to hand-sell some of my books at local fairs this summer. Research tells me this is a losing proposition—I won’t sell more than a dozen or so copies—but it’s outdoors, and it’s social.

I want to do the right thing. Here in Michigan we have a 6% sales tax. I want to pay that—taking it out of my cut, not raising the price to buyers, because again I’m doing this to be social.

But I can’t just send the state a check. No, I have to have a state license to collect sales tax—that I’m paying out of my pocket.

But I can’t just apply for a state license. No, I have to provide a Federal Employer ID Number. Even though I’m not employing anyone.

It’s like they WANT me to be a scofflaw…

…More generally though, the strangling kudzu of red tape really is a problem to modern economies. Amongst my various friends and acquaintances I have many who want to do things that will allow them to (eventually) pay some taxes to their various governments. There are people trying (and giving up on) running food trucks/carts. There are people trying to build (rebuild/extend…) houses. There are people such as the author quoted above trying to sell books or other wares. In every case their attempts to do these things are impeded, thwarted even, by requirements to get permits and certifications and pay fees for other paperwork which some other part of the government will then inspect to confirm that something is allowed. The problem is not the requirement for a specific permit per se – seen in isolation most make some kind of sense – it is the cascade that results because every one of them requires copies of additional permits and those additional ones have their own additional certifications that need to be attached and so on.

In very few cases does the possession of the magic Permit P actually prove that what you are doing is actually safe/healthy/fireproof…, all it does is prove that you have completed the paperwork obstacle course. Indeed when Inspector I comes along to do the final check he or she is likely to spend more time checking the various bits of paper than actually verifying that your building/product etc. is in fact safe/healthy/fireproof…

All this is what it takes to avoid being a scofflaw.

It all winds up with everyone becoming a scofflaw of some sort; viewing their government as the adversary it has in fact become; and losing all respect or regard for it, with nothing but contempt and hatred remaining.

And then things start to get REALLY interesting.

(Via Sara Hoyt)

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“A great reckoning is at hand”

Not a moment too soon, either.

For decades—since the Iranian revolution, in fact—it has paid for lesser nations to ruffle the eagle’s feathers. Rather than bite back, American presidents from George H. W. Bush to Obama have turned the other cheek to near-continuous provocation; indeed, it took the enormity of 9/11 for George W. Bush to rouse the nation to action, and even then it was largely wasted on “nation-building” projects in places like Afghanistan and Iraq that were never really nations in the first place.

What should have been a punitive expedition against recrudescent Islam, several orders of magnitude greater than that of Kitchener at Omdurman, has since morphed into the Endless War—one that gives military procurers, Army lawyers, and the striped-pants set permanent employment, even as our capabilities have been degraded, our capital squandered, our young people killed and maimed, and “diplomats” like Hillary Clinton and John Kerry have racked up air mileage at public expense and accomplishing exactly nothing.

That this disgrace has been allowed to continue through both Republican and Democratic administrations tells you that it is not accidental, but intentional. The NeverTrump crew of conservative poseurs never really wanted to win the 2016 election, out of fear that it would force them put up or shut up. Similarly, the foreign policy establishment, which includes not only the diplomats but the institutional think tanks and the journalists who spin the revolving doors of both, has a vested interest in what George H.W. Bush unapologetically called the “new world order”—a totalitarian phrase that should have chilled every heart at the time he uttered it, but did not.

And now here we are, 27 years later, with the world having become a far more dangerous and less worthy place thanks to the Bushes and the Clintons and Obama, until finally the voters said enough to these people and their ilk. They rolled the dice on an ofttimes-boorish political novice whose salient virtue was that he paid absolutely no attention to the Washington establishment, and dared to call out its pooh-bahs for being stark naked and at the same time flaccid and impotent.

The Iran deal is one of the last props to fall in the Potemkin presidency of Barack Hussein Obama. As the Mueller “investigation” collapses, Stormy Daniels blows her way out to sea, and even CNN comes to realize that Trump will be president at least until January 2021, the first explicitly anti-American presidential administration in history has been unmasked.

Expect more, and worse, to follow.

It’s bound to. The Obama junta was a bottomless well of malfeasance, corruption, incompetence, and outright treason. Let the reckoning of which Walsh speaks commence—not just for the Barrackorrhoids, but for the Ruling Class entire.

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Give ’em Hell, Harry Donald!

Intriguing idea from VDH: Truman as Proto-Trump.

Truman swore. He had nightly drinks and played poker with cronies. And he shocked aides and the public with his vulgarity and crass attacks on political enemies. Truman mocked the widely respected Sen. William Fulbright as “Half-bright.”

In the pre-Twitter age, Truman could not keep his mouth shut. When a reviewer for the Washington Post trashed Truman’s daughter’s concert performance, Truman physically threatened him.

“It seems to me that you are a frustrated old man who wishes he could have been successful,” Truman wrote in a letter to critic Paul Hume. “Someday I hope to meet you. When that happens, you’ll need a new nose, a lot of beefsteak for black eyes, and perhaps a supporter below!”

I always did love that story.

Truman was supposed to be slaughtered in the 1948 election. Roosevelt’s holdover New Dealers made fun of his Midwestern parochialism. Democrats had blown up the party during the 1948 nominating convention. Left-wingers, who could not stomach Truman, broke off and supported the progressive Henry Wallace as a third-party candidate. Democratic segregationists, who hated Truman’s military integration order, ran Sen. Strom Thurmond as a fourth-party Dixiecrat alternative. Thurmond promised to keep the South racially segregated.

In the general election, polls predicted an easy win for Republican challenger Thomas Dewey. Instead, Truman won by a comfortable margin.

With Truman’s second term due to expire, Democrats forgot his “the buck stops here” pragmatism. Instead, they returned to elite progressivism and nominated Adlai Stevenson, a liberal’s liberal.

Stevenson lost both the 1952 and 1956 elections to Gen. Dwight Eisenhower, a national icon. For all his criticism of Truman, Ike governed more or less as Truman did.

It took a half-century for historians to concede that the feisty Truman had solid accomplishments, especially in foreign affairs.

It’ll probably take a lot longer than that for Trump’s remarkable achievements to be acknowledged by some “experts”—if they ever are at all.

Update! Case in point:

The President jokingly predicted to the hostages that “[y]ou probably broke the all-time in history television rating for 3:00 in the morning” and so (MSNBC host Nicole) Wallace proclaimed that “the President unprompted stepping all over his own great moment….but perhaps that offhand comment…wasn’t so offhand at all” because it showed he’s not that genuinely interested in peace with North Korea, but instead having something to flaunt for the midterms.

“It may be an indication that the President is actively trying to reap the political benefits of diplomacy with North Korea,” she argued before reading a supporting piece from panelist and Washington Post White House bureau chief Philip Rucker.

Wallace turned to her fellow failed McCain/Palin campaign aide Steve Schmidt, whose deranged MSNBC rants are so painfully unhinged: “What do you make of this ratings talk at 3:00 a.m., stating, you know, we have three detainees, you know, clear-cut victory for the President, these people finally reunited with their families and he’s talking about 3:00 a.m. ratings?”

With a record of juvenile rants denouncing Trump’s own bad behavior, Schmdit stated that Trump “has a complete incapacity for human empathy” because, while three North Korean prisoners have returned home, the President showed it’s all about him and “ratings” even though “it’s not a game.”

Wallace later teed up Schmidt to excoriate the push to award the President the Nobel Peace Prize.

Anybody think people as obssessively petty and hate-blind as this will ever give Trump credit for anything?

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Christianity as crowbar

Just another thing Lefty is failing at, deepening his outrage, befuddlement, and despair.

There are a lot of people frustrated that Christians back Trump and refuse to let his personal life be used as a wedge to pry off their support. They are mad that Christians are not playing their role as defined by their enemies. Christians are supposed to be scandalized and give up and lose. But they won’t.

Now, let’s understand this basic concept – Jesus was not some sort of whiny wimp who refused to confront the establishment and took comfort in his own righteousness while leaving others to do the heavy lifting. Jesus made people angry, because that’s what happens when you defy bad people. Being a Christian does not mean that you have to shrug and let the likes of Hillary Clinton be elected so she and her minions can fire up her anti-faith pogrom against those of us who dare worship God and not the elite she represents. Maybe you didn’t notice, but they do not accept the concept that we have any legitimate interests or rights. They hate us. And, if we are weak and stupid enough to allow them to take power, they will act on their bigotry and prejudices. Baking cakes is only the start.

Resistance is not merely an option. It is a duty. And resistance to evil – because the desire to suppress our faith is evil – is not somehow unchristian because it can be aesthetically displeasing. Fighting back is not always pretty. Jesus cleared the temple of moneychangers. He made a mess and got people angry. He didn’t sit on the sidelines and write ponderous articles lambasting the people tossing over the tables because “We’re better than that.”

Maybe you are willing to bake a cake before you soil your dainty digits, but I’m not. I’m doing what adults do, making a choice. My choice – and yours – is between A) the imperfect human being who has a nearly perfect record of defending our religious and other liberties, or B) the imperfect human beings who have a nearly perfect record of attacking our religious and other liberties.

Choose one. And not choosing is choosing Option B.

But…but…but…Rule 4 always worked for us before! Meanwhile, there’s this:

FactCheck.org has joined Snopes as another sneaky liar with their article on Apr. 25 entitled “California Bill Wouldn’t Ban the Bible.” Although per the “Editor’s note,” “FactCheck.org describes itself is one of several organizations working with Facebook to debunk false stories,” it is not without its left-wing biases.

Article author Angelo Fichera claims that California Assembly Bill 2943 has no bearing on the sale not only of the Bible but also of any Christian book that makes the case, in whole or part, for orientation, identity, or behavior change. Although Fichera asserts claims about AB 2943 banning books “are indeed not supported by the language in the legislation,” he does not actually analyze the contents of the bill.

The extent of his “research” is to cite a tweet from the bill’s author, California assemblyman Evan Low, and an email from attorney Anthony J. Samson, a registered state lobbyist who “provided Low with technical assistance on the bill.” Another quote from Samson is now offered in the updated Snopes article.

Low and Samson are hardly impartial sources. They have a vested interest in getting the bill passed into law before massive opposition can galvanize. FactCheck.org never bothered to do the most basic investigative work of all: “factcheck” the bill’s author and his assisting attorney in relation to the language of AB 2943.

Trust us.

To be sure, it is probably “too much even for [the California government] to sweep through Christian bookstores looking for books” that caution against homosexual practice or transgenderism, although French hastens to add that “the statute would empower such an action.” Nevertheless, “it’s far more likely that the recommendation or sharing of certain kinds of Christian books and other written materials would be deemed evidence of fraud and would present a core part of the case against a minister or counselor.”

In other words, while the state might not immediately ban the sale of certain books, it could prosecute someone who recommended or shared such books with a person struggling with same-sex or transgender desires. The state could also prosecute someone who, at an event in which books advocating against homosexual practice or transgenderism are sold, urges homosexually active or transgender-identified persons in an audience to change their behavior.

After people adjust to this draconian step, the state might well decide to use the law to ban books outright.

And thus does the slippery old slope of incrementalism, a favored tactic of Progtards since time immemorial, suddenly put in its appearance. “Too much even for the California government”? Rely on that assumption if you wish; put your trust in the tolerance and good-faith intentions of habitual liars whose frenzied hostility to Christianity is a matter of public record. But only a damned fool would, and will deserve what he gets in the end.

Myself, I have to wonder what their reaction would be if anyone suggested banning the Koran, even in jest.

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A ray of light

From an extremely dim bulb.

Sen. Dianne Feinstein (D-Calif.) on Tuesday ripped into President Trump over his decision to withdraw the U.S. from the Iran nuclear deal.

“Everything President Obama has done, this president wants to undo,” she said.

NOW you’re getting it. That’s precisely why we elected him, genius.

Update! You can call it “undoing Obama policies,” right enough. But a better phrase would be “repairing the damage.”

Fulfilling a campaign promise, earlier this week Donald Trump officially withdrew the United States from the Obama-era nuclear deal with Iran, calling it “one of the worst and most one-sided transactions the United States has ever entered into.” For critics of the deal who recognized its flaws and did not turn a blind eye to evidence Iran was violating the terms of the agreement, this was welcome news a long time coming. Trump fulfilled his promise, and the days of kowtowing to terror-sponsoring regimes are behind us.

Naturally, Obama administration alums are throwing hissy fits. Obama himself released a statement calling the decision “a serious mistake.” Apparently, the man who gave billions of dollars and a pathway to creating nuclear weapons to the world’s number one state sponsor of terrorism thinks he has any credibility on the issue. Of course, Obama, the self-proclaimed former constitutional law professor, should have known that Senate ratification is required for his deal to be legally binding. For all intents and purposes, Obama’s Iran deal was written in pencil, and Trump took his eraser to it.

Just like that, Obama’s “major” foreign policy achievement became yet another example of just how foolish Obama’s “I have a pen and a phone” approach to governing was for someone who wanted to establish a long-term legacy.

Margolis goes on to present his picks for the top four destructive Obama policies undone by Trump. But there are plenty more than just those (NOTE: I added a link to a more comprehensive list from Limbaugh), and the man hasn’t even broken a sweat yet. I’m thinking I might need to establish a Making America Great Again category for this stuff.

“A classic con job” update! Diplomad reels off a truly great line—”destroying the world order in order to save the world”—and then moves right along:

Let’s not forget that since the USA became a significant player, the principal aim of European leaders has been to embroil the USA in Europe’s wars, have the USA fix the messes caused by European leaders, but have the USA take instructions from Europe’s leaders. Even Churchill, whom I admire immensely, was not immune; he desperately wanted the mighty US in WWII, but wanted to dictate the how and the where of the application of US power. We, of course, previously saw the same thing in WWI. In that conflict 100 years ago, the geniuses in the European high commands needed US troops to halt a resurgent Germany after the exit of Russia from the war, but did not want an independent US force. Vietnam and Libya were also two messes in which we became involved to bail out Europe. Pershing successful resisted them. Let us also not forget that the long years of the Cold War involved the US footing the bulk of the bill for defense, allowing Europe to maintain Legoland militaries and spend their own wealth building cradle-to-grave social welfare systems, which, of course, relied on the despised US military for protection.

It goes on and on…uh, well, not any longer. Just as Reagan did before in rejecting European advice on how to handle the USSR, it seems that Trump has a very clear home-grown idea of how to do things in the interest of the United States. About time.

Of course, the Iranians and the Europeans are upset over President Trump’s bold announcement that we are walking away from this “deal.” As I have noted before, the “deal” guaranteed Iran’s acquiring a nuclear weapon, while, mostly European and Russian companies make a lot of money off the Iranian regime whose bank accounts became flush with billions of dollars and euros magnanimously provided by the Obama misadministration in the dead of night.

We hear cries of outrage from Obama, Kerry, and Clinton, of course, who see their “legacy” coming apart. The Iranians are running to Russia and Europe trying to save a vestige of the “deal” to make sure the goodies keep flowing. Kerry, of course, is repeating his anti-American antics of decades ago: just as he did with the North Vietnamese and Viet Cong delegations in Paris during the Vietnam War peace talks, he has been in Europe trying to strike some sort of new “deal” with Iran to undermine the US president. Kerry does treason quite well.

It’s about all he does well, too. Well, that, along with inflating a minor injury into a quickie ticket out of Vietnam, and faking throwing his medals over the White House fence at a protest. Oh, and he seems to have been a dab hand with the gigolo thing, also.

And now the contemptible gusano is making noise about running for president again. God, how I wish he would. A hotly-contested primary fight between Kerry and Greasy Joe Biden should be enough to nail the Democrat Socialist coffin-lid shut once and for all.

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A level playing field

Except when it doesn’t suit us.

Last week, track and field’s world governing body limited entry into women’s events to athletes who have testosterone levels that are capable of being produced solely by ovaries.

These rules apply across the board to athletes however they presented at birth. Advocates for intersex and transgender athletes have vigorously attacked the International Association of Athletics Federations’ new rules, but they are an extraordinary compromise for women’s sports, including for traditional feminist proponents of equal access to sports for girls and women, guaranteed in the civil rights legislation known as Title IX.

Understanding the rules and why they make sense is hard. They are based in biology people don’t know or don’t like to talk about and, let’s be honest, at least in some circles, they’re politically incorrect. They force us to talk about women’s bodies when it is increasingly taboo to do so, and they run counter to the movement that seeks to include transgender and intersex people in social institutions based on their gender identity rather than their biology.

These are important progressive developments, but their effects on valuable institutions like women’s sport are real and they need to be understood before positions harden on bad information. Pretending that the female body doesn’t exist or that we can’t define the boundaries between men’s and women’s bodies is a bad idea for many reasons. Replacing traditional sex classifications with classifications based on gender identity certainly has steep costs in contexts like competitive sport, where the likelihood of success is precisely about sex-specific biology.

A lot has been written about intersex athletes who identify — or are identified in their legal documents — as women. What is important to know is that there are many different intersex conditions, but the I.A.A.F. is only concerned with the subset that involves athletes who are biologically male. They are “in between” only with respect to the pre-birth underdevelopment of their external genitals. Intersex athletes who are biologically female aren’t affected by the rules.

Specifically, the athletes who are the focus of the I.A.A.F.’s rules are those who have testes. Starting in puberty and as adults, their testes produce sperm, not eggs, and supply testosterone in quantities that biologically female bodies and their ovaries never come close to producing.

The male range at its lowest is three times higher than the female range at its highest. At puberty these athletes developed male, not female, secondary sex characteristics: increased muscle mass and strength, including increased heart size; higher hemoglobin levels, which result in better oxygen carrying capacity; and different muscle types and ratios of fat to muscle.

Advocates for intersex athletes like to say that sex doesn’t divide neatly. This may be true in gender studies departments, but at least for competitive sports purposes, they are simply wrong. Sex in this context is easy to define and the lines are cleanly drawn: You either have testes and testosterone in the male range or you don’t. As the I.A.A.F.’s rules provide, a simple testosterone test establishes this fact one way or the other.

This is actually a highly sensible editorial, especially as it ran originally in the NYT. I hate to argue with her, since she’s taken basically the same position and used the same words I have myself, many times over. But…no. HELL no. No way. To begin with: despite current PC fashion, sex in just about ANY context is “easy to define,” with cleanly drawn lines.

The writer, being an athlete, focuses exclusively on sports. Sorry, but that’s not sufficient. From the military to fire departments to just about any field where biology and physical reality puts women at a disadvantage, standards have been lowered to allow females access at the behest of so-called “third-wave” feminists. For decades, these “feminists” have angrily insisted that there are no meaningful differences between men and women, and that every obstruction to total male-female “equality” must therefore be demolished. They’ve forcibly reshaped society to square with these absurd contentions. Any common-sense pushback is dismissed with enraged howls of protest, or mocked as anachronistic stupidity at best.

Fine by me, then. Every womens’ sports league, at every level from professional down to junior-high, must be disbanded by law. Transgenders must be accommodated as whichever of the 357 Flavors of Fluidity suits them that day, week, month, or season. There shall be no more women-only public bathrooms, gym showers, or university housing. Likewise sororities, hobbyist groups, social clubs, and all other female-only organizations. The WNBA must take its place on the ash-heap of history’s discarded lies, a shameful monument to discrimination and bigotry from a less-enlightened era. If aspiring female firefighters can’t carry the dummy the requisite distance in the requisite time—a dummy of the exact same size and weight as the men must qualify with—then they don’t get to ride the truck or carry the hose. Can’t beat the boys in the fifty-yard dash, wrestling, or powerlifting? Can’t manage as many pull-ups as a male SEAL or Marine? Better learn how to be a good loser, then.

No shortcuts, do-overs, handicaps, or ladies’ tees. No weeping rooms, fainting couches, or “safe spaces” either. Plumbing problems, flat tires, any home repair requiring a circular saw, a sledgehammer, or a prybar? Your arms ain’t broke, fix it yourself. Nut up or wash out. If you can’t stand the heat, get back in the kitchen.

Don’t like that, “ladies”? Please allow me to commend Alinsky’s Rule 4 to your attention, following which you can all go pound sand. Sorry, but you don’t get to have your cake and eat it too; you want to be “equal,” then you will BY GOD BE EQUAL, according to the truest, sparest, most literal definition of the word. It’s only fair.

Careful what you wish for, Lefty dopes.

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Another day, another disaster

For Mueller, for Uniparty sleazeweasels, for the Deep State itself. SAD!

A federal judge has rejected special counsel Robert Mueller’s request to delay the first court hearing in a criminal case charging three Russian companies and 13 Russian citizens with using social media and other means to foment strife among Americans in advance of the 2016 U.S. presidential election.

In a brief order Saturday evening, U.S. District Court Judge Dabney Friedrich offered no explanation for her decision to deny a request prosecutors made Friday to put off the scheduled Wednesday arraignment for Concord Management and Consulting, one of the three firms charged in the case.

Aw, come on, “Bulldog” Mueller, JUSTICE™ demands that we get these proceedings rolling! Let’s expose the truth for all to see, and let American jurisprudence fulfill its appointed duty!

The prosecution team sought the delay on the grounds that it’s unclear whether Concord Management formally accepted the court summons related to the case. Mueller’s prosecutors also revealed that they tried to deliver the summonses for Concord and IRA through the Russian government, without success.

“The [U.S.] government has attempted service of the summonses by delivering copies of them to the Office of the Prosecutor General of Russia, to be delivered to the defendants,” prosecutors wrote. “That office, however, declined to accept the summonses. The government has submitted service requests to the Russian government pursuant to a mutual legal assistance treaty. To the government’s knowledge, no further steps have been taken within Russia to effectuate service.”

Heavens to Betsy, such transparent hem-hawing and pussyfooting around. What possible legitimate purpose can be served by this sudden reticence, pray tell? Whatever could the reason be for such a thing?

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Back to the future?

A government that tries to control everything ends up controlling nothing—one way or another.

Sadly, with a high enough percentage of the population voting for socialism, not to mention an increasing percentage of the population preferring to celebrate inferiority over excellence, we as a country cannot return to the “glory days” of the 1950’s. Millennials are not capable of living on their own at 18. Women prefer to outsource kids to day care instead of raise them. Men have been replaced with government checks. And what men are present in their nuclear families are usually Soy Boy jokes which cannot compare to a strong, but fair 1950’s Ward Cleaver. Without the based, anchored, and galvanized WWII generation, the generations of Americans that remain are simply too inferior and lazy to achieve what Americans did in the 1950’s. And so you assume we can never return to those halcyon days of yore and are condemned to Enjoy the Decline.

However, I have a bit of good news for you, and it is one of those rare bits of good news indeed. For while “we” as a country can’t and never will return to the 1950’s, YOU as an individual can. And there’s nobody who can stop you.

The main reason anybody can return to the 1950’s at any time is because while on a national or macro level the US may be turning into a childish, socialist shithole, on the local or micro level the average American still holds considerable sway and control over their immediate and local environment. You don’t have to live in California where the insane people put cancer warnings on coffee. You don’t have to live in Seattle where the city council obviously loves parasites more than the producers. You can simply choose to live in towns that aren’t socialist, have low crime, low traffic and don’t vote to tax their citizens all the time. But returning to the 50’s goes well beyond simply picking the right municipality to live in. It boils down to individual life-style decisions that are even more personal, more “micro” and will more directly affect the quality of life you live. And if you make the right decisions, there’s a good chance you’ll enjoy a 1950’s life replete with 2020’s technology and conveniences.

Follows, a wildly practical how-to on ways to ignore alien orders and live a worthwhile, decent life insulated from the insidious influence of our dysfunctional culture to the greatest extent possible, including this:

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Local tapeworm pops off

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

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

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

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

My fury has been bottomless.

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

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

Then make life better for all of us and stop.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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How you got Trump

Don’t get it, never will. To their own tremendous cost. Serves ’em right.

America’s political experts got it wrong in 2016 — not because they took too few polls, but because they made the false assumption that American elections are immune to societal change.

They are, in large part, still getting things wrong, not only by failing to understand a new group of voters who put President Donald Trump in the White House but also by ignoring why they voted the way they did.

When explaining the Trump voter, the media usually offers portraits of isolated, uneducated, working-class rubes who are driven by anger, race and nationalism. To the experts and those who didn’t support Trump, it’s hard for them to see it any other way.

And while the media obsesses over the future demise of the president, they aren’t pausing to consider the strength and durability of the coalition that swept him into office.

They aren’t asking why people in the Rust Belt counties who voted for former President Barack Obama twice suddenly switched to Trump.

They seem to actually believe that if they can just drive Trump from office via flinging every last bit of mud they can at him until they can somehow make some of it stick to him, his supporters will all resume their former meekness and admit their error in voting for him. They’ll never learn—it seems that they aren’t even capable of learning, and it couldn’t be more obvious that they wouldn’t be interested in it even if they could.

That excerpt is from Salena Zeto’s new book, which looks to be a real dilly. The NY Post article follows on with some juicy examples of those Rust Belt voters explaining the thinking behind their willingness to consider a real change and vote for Trump the Disruptor, including this one:

For years, Smith’s politics reflected her community. She was raised a Democrat, her parents were Democrats, her husband was a Democrat, she worked for the Democrats. She even voted for Bernie Sanders in the presidential primary in March 2016.

And then, suddenly, “I woke up one morning and said ‘I had had enough.’”

Smith says her dissatisfaction grew as she looked around her community. The main-street business district where her bakery is located was sprinkled with closed storefronts. The opioid crisis had ravaged the area, and every news story was about job cuts instead of job creation.

“I am kind of that voter that was hiding in plain sight that no one saw coming. I was right here all along. I’ve seen the job losses here, the rising crime, the mess and heroin problem, society essentially losing hope. Something just gave in within me,” she said.

To her surprise, her husband echoed her sentiments. They both voted for Trump.

Smith’s journey to that point was not an evolution, it was a revelation. And many others in Ashtabula County, Ohio, experienced the same eureka moment: The exact county that gave Barack Obama a 55 percent majority of its vote twice, swung a remarkable 31 points to give Trump a victory over Clinton by a margin of 57 percent to 38 percent.

Bold mine…a mere one line that says it all, clearly and concisely. Despite the professed befuddlement of our worthless Ruling Class “elites,” it really isn’t the least bit difficult to understand how they got themselves Trumped. All anyone has to do is listen—which is the one damned thing they either will not or cannot do. They can’t afford to, I guess; too much in the way of perks, privilege, power, and filthy lucre at stake. Tough noogies for them.

Zeto remains one of the vanishingly few true journalists out there plying her trade conscientiously, fairly, and honorably. She’s made herself invaluable, distinguishing herself by nothing more than doing her job properly. That, too, says it all.

(Via Insty)

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Cultural Marxism

A pocket history and analysis of what is surely the biggest single problem America faces, the most damaging act of treason ever perpetrated against it, and the worst disaster ever to befall it.

The key figures of the Frankfurt School included Georg Lukacs, Herbert Marcuse, Wilhelm Reich — who literally wrote the book and coined the term, The Sexual Revolution — Max Horkheimer, Theodor Adorno, and others. The formal school began in 1923 as the Institute for Social Research at the University of Frankfurt in Germany. Among its driving forces from within Moscow was Willi Munzenberg, the so-called Red millionaire. “We must organize the intellectuals,” exhorted Munzenberg.

And so they would. And how did they slither into America?

The threat of Hitler’s Germany drove the Frankfurt School out of Europe and into the welcoming arms of America’s left-wing colleges. Most to all of the leading practitioners were Jews who needed a safe haven. So, they and their Institute came to New York City, specifically to the campus of Columbia University, already a hotbed of communism.

Pleading the case for them at Columbia was John Dewey, founding father of American public education, progressive fool, and communist sympathizer. Thus, their primary area of operation would be the educational system — the schools, the universities, and particularly the teachers’ colleges. It was no coincidence that Columbia housed the nation’s top teachers’ college — a creation of John Dewey.

From there, the cultural Marxists spread their ideas to campuses nationwide. Their insane notions would sweep up the ’60s New Left, to which the likes of Herbert Marcuse became an ideological guru to the radicals who today are tenured at our universities.

Not to be forgotten in all of this was a critical figure, a non-German. At the age of 35, in 1926, Antonio Gramsci was arrested in his native Italy by Mussolini (the only half-sensible thing Il Duce ever did), and spent the last 11 years of his life in prison. Samuel Gregg calls Gramsci perhaps “the most dangerous socialist in history.”

Whereas Marx and his original followers were all about class economics, seeing wealth redistribution and the seizure of the means of production as the key to their vision, Gramsci looked to culture. If the Left truly wanted to win, it needed to first seize the “cultural means of production”: culture-forming institutions such as the media and universities and even churches.

Not until leftists came to dominate these institutions would they be able to convince enough people to support their Marxist revolution. “This part of his thesis was like manna from heaven for many left-wing Western intellectuals,” writes Sam Gregg. “Instead of joining a factory collective or making bombs in basements, a leftist professor could help free society from capitalist exploitation by penning essays in his office or teaching students.”

And in a really radical stroke — one too radical for its own time, but that would ultimately succeed — Gramsci and his heirs insisted that these leftist intellectuals needed to question everything, including moral absolutes and the Judeo-Christian basis of Western civilization. They needed to frame seemingly benign conventions as systematic injustices that must be exposed. This is where we got professors fulminating against everything from “the patriarchy” to “white imperialism” to “transphobia.” By the 21st century, even biological sex was no longer considered a settled issue. As I write, the New York City council offers public employees the option of choosing from 31 different gender identities. Of course, that’s nothing compared to Facebook, which at various times in the last three years has listed 51 gender options, 53, 56, 58, and 71.

Another great piece of which you will want to read the all. It’s a long ‘un, but very much worth your time and attention if you have any interest at all in understanding where the roots of our patent societal insanity sprang into being and how they grew.

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Questions

Trump must NOT let his ego and lust for battle lead him into doing this.

The leak of what may or may not be (for such is the nature of anonymously sourced leaks) Robert Mueller’s questions for Donald Trump gives the president his best opportunity yet to put an end to the Mueller investigation, the Russian “collusion” meme, the idea of a special prosecutor, and the “Resistance.” He ought to take it.

The questions themselves are not the problem, although they are certainly problematic—transparently so, in fact. They are not designed to elicit any useful information in what was supposed to be a counterintelligence investigation; rather they are barely disguised perjury trap inquiries, which should come as no surprise to those aware of the favored tactics of this Irish/FBI mafia. They are the same kinds of questions that put Martha Stewart in jail (James Comey, prosecutor) as well as the recently pardoned Scooter Libby (Patrick Fitzgerald, prosecutor).

That Mueller isn’t posing these questions in good faith is beyond question. As I have been writing for well over a year, the “resistance” to the duly elected president of the United States was an intelligence operation from the start, engineered by Barack Obama, James Clapper, John Brennan, Loretta Lynch, leading Democrats, rogue Republicans, and using a deeply partisan and thus compromised media as its vengeful Greek chorus.

Funny how the same names just keep popping up again and again in these show-trial “proceedings,” innit?

By now, it’s clear that Mueller never had any intention of investigating Russian “collusion,” aside from issuing some meaningless indictments of persons over whom he has no legal authority. Rather—as the enemedia breathlessly hopes!—the inquiry has morphed into an “obstruction of justice” investigation into the firing of Mueller’s pal, Comey. And now we arrive at the heart of the matter.

Enemedia—gotta remember that one. And yes, the Mueller/Deep State witch hunt was never about “Russian collusion.” It was about getting rid of Trump—about undoing an election that didn’t go their way, despite the ham-handed effort by their supposed “best” and “brightest” to securely rig it. As such, Trump would have to be a far bigger, blinder fool than I believe him to be to walk into this trap with eyes wide shut. Steyn elaborates:

To reprise my old line: The process is the punishment. That’s particularly true at the federal level, where as a matter of policy they first wipe you out – drain your savings, empty your retirement account, nuke the kids’ college fund …and then dangle a deal in front of you in exchange for you pleading guilty “only” to a process crime, like lying to the lyin’ liars who run the FBI. It is an awesome thing to behold – particularly by comparison with, say, military justice, where the US has been holding 9/11 mastermind Khalid Sheikh Mohammed for almost four times as long as the First World War and still can’t manage to bring him to trial.

In a sane system, he’d have been convicted and hanged in a fortnight. Instead, his lawyers are now arguing he’s been brain damaged by the United States. Who knows? But, given that the US has been nursemaiding him for over fifteen years, it’s not unreasonable to argue that, whatever medical ailments afflict him, they developed during Uncle Sam’s leisurely custody of him.

Thus American justice in the 21st century: It can ruin a no-name Trump campaign volunteer in nothing flat. But it can’t try a guy who murdered three thousand innocents in New York, Washington and Pennsylvania, another two hundred in the Bali nightclub bombing, plus Daniel Pearl in Pakistan …and has confessed to all this and more.

It’s all a joke: civilian, military; federal, state; criminal, civil; family, probate. As my old boss Conrad Black likes to point out, the United States has as many lawyers as the rest of the world combined. One entirely inevitable consequence of that malign distortion in the labor market is that far more aspects of life are litigated, and, when they are, the natural tendency of the system is for everything to take far longer than it would anywhere else. So what counts is not plaintiff or defendant, but which party is in the position to inflict the most pain on the other – whether that’s a lavishly endowed government or a billionaire scumbag reduced to suing his own company to avoid paying a court judgment. Whatever it takes for as long as it takes.

And yet despite this being the most litigious society on earth huge numbers of Americans remain oblivious to the vast amount of human wreckage piled up: Every day on cable news, I hear some Democrat telling the host that, if these former minor Trump aides have nothing to hide, then they have nothing to fear from investigation-without-end: We need to let the law do its job, and let the process play itself out.

I heard the same thing six years ago, when Michael Mann, the hockey-stick huckster and climate mullah, sued me for defamation: “Well, if Steyn’s innocent, he’ll get his day in court and the process will play itself out.” That was 2012, and my day in court is no nearer than it was, and a First Amendment that protects my right to a 270-word blog post only after a decade of my life and an eight-figure sum isn’t, as a practical matter, in terribly good health, is it?

When the process plays itself out as lethargically and ruinously as this, the process itself is the problem – as Michael Caputo has discovered.

And as Trump will too, if he’s foolish enough to think he can beat Mueller at his own carefully-rigged game. All Trump has to do is let Mueller get him talking, and hey presto! He’ll get himself got, left with no good options beyond clock-watching out his days in a suddenly lame-duck, one-term presidency. The ship of (Deep) State will have righted itself, resuming the journey on its circular course to nowhere. And the country at large will have been condemned to either tyranny or eventual dissolution, if not outright war.

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What if…

Wonder if VDH’s cuckster colleagues at NRO are reading his stuff? Because I can think of at least three right off the top of my head who ought to be forced—at gunpoint, if necessary—to read this one. Twice.

There are lots of possible counterfactuals to think about had Hillary Clinton won the presidency as all the experts had predicted.

The U.S. embassy would have stayed in Tel Aviv. “Strategic patience” would likely still govern the North Korea dilemma. Fracking would be curtailed. The — rather than “our” — miners really would be put out of work. Coal certainly would not have been “beautiful.” The economy probably would be slogging along at below 2 percent GDP growth.

China would be delighted, as would Iran. But most important, there would be no collusion narrative — neither one concerning a defeated Donald Trump nor another implicating a victorious Hillary Clinton. In triumph, progressives couldn’t have cared less whether Russians supposedly had tried to help a now irrelevant Trump; and they certainly would have prevented any investigation of the winning Clinton 2016 campaign.

In sum, Hillary’s supposedly sure victory, not fear of breaking the law, prompted most of the current 2016 scandals, and her embittering defeat means they are not being addressed as scandals.

For example, why would FBI director James Comey have been so foolish as to ask for a FISA warrant request without fully informing the judge of the compromising details of the Steele–Fusion GPS dossier? Or why would Attorney General Loretta Lynch have been so reckless as to meet with Bill Clinton in a stealthy jet rendezvous on an Arizona tarmac when her department was concurrently investigating his spouse?

But those are precisely the wrong questions, given the Washington careerist mind. The right one is “Why not?” — in the context of the overwhelming likelihood that Hillary Clinton would not only be elected president but also would follow the well-known Clintonian habit of punishing both enemies and neutrals while rewarding friends, the more obsequious, the better.

It goes on from there, a perfect reminder of the bullet we dodged by electing Trump and packing Her Herness off to bitter, booze-soaked irrelevance. Hanson’s conclusion:

The Podesta brothers would still be A-list Washington operators. During a Clinton administration, Devin Nunes, who would likely still be seeking the truth behind the illegality in the 2016 campaign, might have been under FISA-ordered surveillance himself, or would have shared the deep-state fate of the jailed videomaker Nakoula Basseley Nakoula, or might have become one of the victims of Lois Lerner’s residual henchmen at the IRS.

The coffers of the Clinton Foundation certainly would be expanding exponentially. Robert Mueller might have been brought back in now and then for his sober and judicious work in finding no wrongdoing in the Uranium One deal.

And Donald Trump? He would be mocked and ridiculed as he barked at the moon that his wires had been tapped in Trump Tower — as the truth became insanity, and insanity the truth.

You’ll surely want to read all of it, even though it means swallowing the bitter pill of clicking over to NRO to do so. As I said, certain prissy-Right types ought to be forced to.

(Via KT)

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Sick of all the winning yet?

Nope, not me. Gonna take me a minute to get around to the point I want to make here, so bear with me, awright? We’ll begin with an piteous whine from King Cuck himself:



Dunno; is a malingering, self-righteous crank who can’t keep his campaign books straight or his staff paid yours? Or is a profoundly corrupt, greedy, drunken old Leftist hag more your speed, maybe? But French’s prissy bitching and moaning is actually about something else entirely, and Ace knows what it is:

I’m not sure what that matters. I’m also not sure how we were all elected to the position of Morality Police and Sexuality Scolds. I personally don’t really envision myself in that role, and I don’t rush to it gladly.

But if I’m being asked “Is this good?” then the answer is: No, this is not good. In fact, it’s bad.

But that’s not really want Ben Howe wants, or what David French wants, or what Steven Hayes wants.

What they want is for people to say “Oh, we were wrong for voting for Trump to keep Hillary Clinton from the presidency; we should have done what you guys did and supported her, either openly (and somewhat honorably) like Ben Howe did, or covertly (and thus less honorably) like French and Hayes did.”

And on that: Sorry, guys. I’m afraid that you guys, like Hillary Clinton, must one day give up your bitterness and blame-shifting over Hillary Clinton’s loss.

Annnnd bingo. What’s next for these sore-loser Sad Sacks anyway? Soothing their butthurt and indulging their RESIST! fantasies by joining in with an Antifa riot or something? Because Muh Principles™, I suppose.

Well, no, of course not. That would mean doing something, as opposed to what they’ve always preferred to do instead: complain supinely, waiting around for the Left to hand them their next defeat while they polish their useless ideological purity to a more satisfying gloss.

For myself, I’m happy to answer French’s question this way: damned right Trump’s my man, no matter how badly atwist your overtightened knickers become over any bit of business a billionaire New York playboy might have gotten up to a while back. Or yesterday, for that matter. Can’t quite grasp why? Lincoln’s fine old quote about Grant might help to explain things: “I cannot spare this man. He fights.” Which stands in stark contrast to cuck contentment with endless defeat—even worse, their lofty disdain for anything so unseemly and uncouth as a real, down-and-dirty brawl. Which is the one and only way the Left will ever be stopped.

In Trump’s case, he not only fights—he wins. Again, and again, and again. No wonder the hapless, ineffectual cucks hate him so much.

Lookit: plummeting unemployment numbers. A miraculously revived economy. Deeper than expected cuts in federal regulation. A hardnosed foreign policy rethinking that has created a historic opening to North Korea, blunted Iranian aggression, and inspired meaningful reform in Saudi Arabia. American energy independence—possibly even dominance. These are but a few items off a long list of Trump wins both great and small. But the biggest win of them all could turn out to be sowing the seeds of disarray, defeat, and eventual destruction for the Democrat Socialist Party.

The imploding Mueller witch hunt? It’s becoming apparent that Trump has played those fools masterfully, resulting in this heartwarming bit of unabashed truth-telling:

A federal judge expressed deep skepticism Friday in the bank fraud case brought by special counsel Robert Mueller’s office against former Trump campaign chairman Paul Manafort, at one point saying he believes that Mueller’s motivation is to oust President Donald Trump from office.

“We don’t want anyone in this country with unfettered power. It’s unlikely you’re going to persuade me the special prosecutor has power to do anything he or she wants,” Ellis told Dreeben. “The American people feel pretty strongly that no one has unfettered power.”

When Dreeben answered Ellis’ question about how the investigation and its charges date back to before the Trump campaign formed, the judge shot back, “None of that information has to do with information related to Russian government coordination and the campaign of Donald Trump.”

Mo’ bettah still, it looks like Trump has unspooled enough rope for the clowns to hang themselves with, and now feels confident enough to begin biting back at some Deep State enemies:

President Donald Trump threatened in a Wednesday tweet to use “the powers granted to the presidency” to intervene on behalf of congressional lawmakers seeking thousands of subpoenaed documents from the Department of Justice (DOJ).

Although the DOJ has turned over a few thousand of the documents requested, many are all or substantially redacted, both Trump and the GOP lawmakers believe DOJ’s production efforts fall far short of what they should be in terms of volume and timeliness.

“A Rigged System — They don’t want to turn over Documents to Congress. What are they afraid of? Why so much redacting? Why such unequal ‘justice?’” Trump tweeted Wednesday. “At some point, I will have no choice but to use the powers granted to the Presidency and get involved!”

“There was no Collusion (it is a Hoax) and there is no Obstruction of Justice (that is a setup & trap). What there is is Negotiations going on with North Korea over Nuclear War, Negotiations going on with China over Trade Deficits, Negotiations on NAFTA, and much more. Witch Hunt!” Trump also tweeted Wednesday.

Our Prez has the wind at his back; here’s what I think he ought to do to keep it that way, further discomfiting his foes and inspiriting his supporters:

First, he announces a mass firing of huge—YUUGE!—numbers of Obama stay-behinds and Swamp saboteurs. Immediately after, he announces a huge—YUUUUUGE!—rally in DC. He can call it whatever he may like: a MAGA event, a Million American March, an opportunity for normal Americans to express their support for his agenda and demand the same from Republican collaborators, even a thank-you picnic for his loyal backers. Whatever, he puts out the call for a massive gathering in the very heart of the beast.

And then MILLIONS of us need to show up. NRA members, Tea Partiers, small-business owners, the newly-employed and prosperous—MILLIONS of us need to descend on Washington, making the welkin ring with but one insistent question for the obstructionists, the crooks, the game-riggers, the con artists, the status-quo reprobates. That question, first proposed by a lifelong friend of mine more than thirty years ago, is: WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK…?!?

The Swamp creatures need to be shown, in no uncertain terms, that we intend to see the thing drained. They need an undeniable demonstration of our rage at business-as-usual manipulation and soft-coup attempts. They need to learn to fear our wrath at their low-skullduggery by witnessing it firsthand, up close and personal. They need to understand that we’re going to make damned sure our votes DO count after all, that we won’t stand idly by while they scheme and plot to overthrow the results of a duly-ordered election—that “the consent of the governed” and “the will of the people” are going to be more than just empty phrases from now on. They need to be shown that this time, we ain’t kidding around.

A protest on such a scale would make all that abundantly clear to even the thickest and/or most arrogant sneakthief among ’em, more so than any other single thing I can think of. If it strikes real fear into the hearts of Deep State goons and professional politicians, well, good. It’s supposed to. Such a show of strength and determination just might be our last true hope of turning things around without schism or bloodshed. It would embolden our friends, dishearten our enemies, and stiffen the spines of at least some of the fence-sitters. It would let some till-now-friendless folks in Mordor on the Potomac know that they’re not alone. I hope Trump or someone on his team is already mulling the idea over, with a serious eye towards bringing it to fruition.

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Why Kanye matters

He’s a harbinger of Democrat-Socialist doom. And they know it.

What this poll (showing a doubling of black support for Trump—M) represents is Democrats’ worst nightmare coming true. Their black voting base, which has been taken for granted for years, is suddenly in play, and in a year when Democrats have assured themselves that they have the retaking of Congress in the bag. Black turnout is what put Barack Obama in office in 2008, and now even black support is no longer a given for them.

It’s probably not Kanye alone who is responsible for this, given the stunningly improved state of the Trump economy, where black unemployment has dropped to historic lows. But Kanye was probably the activator. Black people can see that their job prospects are the best in history; they can see the bigger paychecks; they can relate to Kanye’s recent remarks that Barack Obama did zilch for the black community in his hometown of Chicgo; and suddenly, Kanye’s break makes sense to them, just as it does to an extreme individualist like Kanye. It all falls into place.

The shift in black opinion represents a major break in the cultural firewall that has kept black people from embracing the Republican Party and left them taken for granted by Democrats. Do Democrats pay any attention to widespread black views on gay marriage or transgenderism, for example? Do they pay any attention to whether black teenagers need jobs and how calls for minimum wage hikes shut them out of the market? Do Democrats pay any attention to how gun-free zones facilitate violence in black neighborhoods in places such as Chicago? Do they pay any attention to how illegal immigration has driven down the wages of black unskilled workers? Not in the least: The only thing they ask themselves is where else black people can go – and well, now they have their answer, because Kanye opened that door.

Kanye has of course been guilty of jackassery aplenty in the past, some of which I’ve pretty sharply disparaged him here for if memory serves. It’s unlikely to say the least that I’d agree with him on his every opinion or statement. Nor do I expect to, nor do I much care. For that matter, I don’t agree with Trump on everything either, and it would probably worry me some if I did.

Love him or hate him, though, Kanye’s move is still hugely important, and I still heartily applaud him for it. It’s the crack in the dyke that precedes the deluge, one that’s going to require a hell of a lot more than just a little Dutch boy’s finger to plug. The Democrat Socialists’ terror-stricken denunciations prove that well enough. His opinion matters to a large segment of black America, and he’s just given them the go-ahead to liberate themselves from the Democrat-Socialist plantation at long last.

Welcome to the party, Kanye; put your feet up and make yourself t’ home, as we say around these parts.

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Gimme back my wig

And my culture. Bonus points for knowing where my title was, umm, appropriated from.

The Utah high school student who wore a Chinese dress for her senior prom has a message for those who attacked her for “cultural appropriation” on Twitter: “I would wear the dress again.”

Keziah Daum, 18, wanted to find a dress for her prom that would stand out while also being classy, saying that she wanted a dress that “didn’t reveal too much of the chest and neck area [or] too much legs and shoulders.”

Daum quickly found the tweet that was directing harassment at her, which came from a man named Jeremy Lam, who wrote: “My culture is NOT your g*****n prom dress.”

Follows in the linked article, a list of sidesplitting Tweets supporting her, my favorite of which would have to be this one:



Another good ‘un lambasting the twit:



There’s lots more of ’em, but I’ll close it out here with Schlichter’s hearty fuck-you:



Amen to all that. It’s a beautiful dress, Miss Daum is a beautiful girl who looks great in it, and whiny-ass bitch Jeremy Lem should go take a flying fuck at a plate-glass window at the earliest opportunity.

Update! Strong message follows, from Klavan:

Cultural appropriation is not a glitch of American life. It’s a feature. It’s part of what makes the country great. We take your culture, we get rid of the oppression, the mass murder, the slavery, the intransigent poverty and the endless internecine wars. We keep the pasta and the funny hats, and occasionally we dress up as you on Halloween. It’s a good deal for everyone.

People who get angry about pretty girls wearing pretty dresses have lost the plot of life. Same with people who get angry about comedians making jokes, silly characters in television cartoons and rap stars who disagree with their politics. These are not bad things. They are good things. They are what real diversity looks like: people of different colors from different places living together as one nation, disagreeing with one another, making fun of each other, stealing fashion ideas from one another, eating each other’s food, marrying each other and celebrating that out of many lesser cultures we are making one new culture, free and prosperous, powerful and great.

Does that bother you? Guess what: you’re an idiot. Are you giving a young lady a hard time about what dress she chooses to wear to prom? Hooray: you’re a bully and a schmuck. Does everything that everybody does or say make you feel offended and angry? I’m happy to report there’s a cure for that. Stop being a leftist and the world will suddenly become very beautiful indeed.

Pretty much, yeah. Note well too, that, as was pointed out by one of the above-mentioned Tweeters, bitch-boy Lem was issuing his petulant demands on the internet—without the slightest trace of irony or awareness of which culture he has to thank for that little innovation. But then, he probably had a cheeseburger for lunch yesterday, too.

My my, but ain’t it just enjoyable as hell when some PC fucktard beclowns himself to such a hilariously fulsome degree?

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On the climate

An excellent precis.

Trying to calculate something called “global average temperature” from this massive variety of ever changing data covering diverse locations, elevations, times, and weather is an exercise in statistical sophistry – either meaningless or misleading.

“Climate” is just the notional 30-year average of weather, so climate is controlled by the same big three factors that drive weather.

Notice one thing about the three big drivers of weather: not one is measurably affected by the trace amount of carbon dioxide gas in the atmosphere.  Never does a daily weather forecast mention CO2, and never do weather-watching farmers or sailors note daily measurements of CO2.  However, there are over one hundred massive computerized climate-forecasting models run by bureaucracies that use CO2 as a key driver, with variable inputs and rules and differing results.  No one knows which model may have stumbled onto an accurate climate forecast.

CO2 is a rare (0.04%) colorless natural atmospheric gas.  It does not generate any heat – it just moves heat around.  In the atmosphere, it may slightly reduce the solar radiation that reaches the surface, thus producing cooler days, and it may slightly reduce nighttime radiative cooling, thus producing warmer nights.  The net effect is probably a tiny net warming at night, in winter, and in polar regions – all of which are probably welcomed by most people.  Even this tiny effect shrinks rapidly as CO2 levels rise.

Carbon dioxide in the atmosphere is the key nutrient of our carbon-based life on Earth.  It has always been there, usually much more of it than now.  It is nothing to be scared about.  If it increases, the net effects will be highly beneficial for all life on Earth.  It is time to stop the carbon dioxide scare stories.

Change is the natural order of things on Earth, and all records are destined to be equaled or broken.  From the first ray of morning sunshine to the frosts at midnight, temperature is always changing – every minute, every day, and every year, at every place on Earth.  The Earth keeps turning, the planets interact, asteroids come and go, and that big glowing pulsing nuclear reactor in the sky keeps moving toward the next phase of its turbulent and finite life.

No level of carbon taxes or emission targets will stop Earth’s climate from changing.  Nature rules, not politicians.  We must aim for resilience and be prepared to adapt.

There’s so much good, science-backed common sense here it was hard to decide when to stop excerpting. You’ll definitely want to read it all…and maybe even bookmark it for future reference, too.

The Climate Change (formerly Global Warming, formerly Global Cooling, formerly “the weather”) scam was never really about Saving Gaia!!!™ from human depredation. In fact, it was never even about the climate, really. It was about the same old things that underlie every Leftist plaint: power, control, and expanding government’s reach. No more, no less.

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Boy/Girl/Whatever Scouts

Anybody hear a death-knell ringing?

IRVING, TX—In a bold move designed to garner praise from the nation’s progressives, the Boy Scouts of America finally admitted girls into their ranks, but were discovered to be hopelessly bigoted upon the revelation that they are still excluding the 49,247 other genders that have been scientifically identified.

The Scouts immediately drew heavy criticism for only allowing one additional gender to join their ranks while ignoring the tens of thousands of other genders who might wish to become a Scout.

“How can they call themselves progressive when they still won’t recognize even basic gender identities like toothpaste and Space Marine?” one progressive leader said in a Huffington Post article slamming the organization for its obvious traditional biases.

“It’s 2018, and a person who identifies as a metronome still can’t join the Boy Scouts. Let that sink in,” she added. “I mean, seriously. Let that kid who thinks he’s a sink join the group for cryin’ out loud.”

And so the Left claims a victory with the wanton destruction of another venerable American institution. Prediction: the Scouts will be a thing of the dimly-remembered past, disbanded entirely and for good, in 5…4…3…2… Hats off to the Babylon Bee though, for doing the very-nearly impossible and successfully parodying the idiots behind this utter nonsense.

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Ball: dropped

Okay, so obviously I did NOT get done with work in time to sit down and expand on that previous post like I had hoped to. It’s been a hugely eventful week, particularly these last couple of days, and I gots about a million and three things I want to throw out here tonight. So this, by way of apology for last night’s lapse, and also to give the fundraiser a last plug, along with a huge thank-you to those folks out there who found themselves flush enough to toss a buck or three in the can. I can’t tell you how grateful Iam for your generous support. And with that…a-posting we shall go!

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