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And there it is

The plain truth: unembellished, unobscured, undeniable.

What America needs is an investigation of the investigators. I want to know who is paying for the spies’ work and coordinating this attack on President Donald Trump? I want to know who Dan Jones is talking to across the investigations – from the FBI, to the Southern District of New York, to the OSC, to the Department of Justice, to Congress.

‘Forget about all the death threats against my family. I want to know who cost us so much money, who crushed our kids, who forced us out of our home, all because you lost an election.

‘I want to know because God Damn you to Hell.

Read every God Damned word of it. And get good and pissed off at the fucking cockroaches now destroying our country—OUR country—because, as Caputo so righteously says, they lost an election.

I’ll have a lot more to say about this—a WHOLE lot more—later tonight if I can squeeze in the time. I wanted to toss this up on my lunch break as a sort of placeholder and reminder to myself, more or less. And now, it’s back to work.

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How you got Trump

A blast from the past (July 2016, to be exact) by Dan McLaughlin at NRO.

There’s a lot to digest here, and few people come out of Coppins’ piece looking good; even its author has his own remorse over mocking Trump’s odds of running, as did many of us who had observed his numerous publicity stunt feints in the past. It’s clear that the Romney campaign’s sensible-at-the-time efforts at keeping a safe distance from Trump fed into Trump’s sense of grievance at the GOP, helping egg him on to a campaign aimed at humbling the party and fracturing its voter base. But perhaps the strongest conclusion one can draw from it is that the White House Correspondents’ Dinner should be abolished.

The WHCD was once a sort of icon of well-intentioned false bonhomie, in which the administration and its adversaries in the press would lay down their swords for a night of good-natured ribbing. The president would deliver some self-deprecating humor, sometimes pointedly making light of their own failures: Bill and Hillary Clinton satirizing the “Harry and Louise” ads that sank HillaryCare, George W. Bush doing a mock hunt for missing WMDs. A comedian would come in to roast the President, as Stephen Colbert did to Bush in 2006. True believers and populists hated the way it made light of substance and played into the idea that everybody in DC thinks the whole thing is a game, but there was also a virtue in enforced civility and the Commander-in-Chief eating humble pie for laughs.

IE, it was a self-congratulatory circle-jerk for the guardians of the status quo.

Continue reading “How you got Trump”

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(Un)Friendly fire

One way or another, PC always ends up eating its own.

So some Indian-American comedian or other made some documentary or other about Apu and how “problematic” he is to this comedian’s delicate Indian-American identity. Among his other complaints, he objects to the fact that Apu is voiced by a white man. The Simpsons responded with a funny scene basically telling this comedian to pound sand. The cultural left, including the documentary guy, was incensed. Why? Because their bullying depends on people being scared and apologizing. Once people stop fearing them, the cultural left has no power at all. They’re just a bunch of would-be thought police.

Unfortunately, they got to Azaria. He went on TV and talked about how sad the accusations made him, and how he was willing to stop doing Apu’s voice if that was the right thing to do. I don’t blame Azaria for saying this, but I think it is absolutely awful that he did.

I have no respect for this Indian-American comedian’s complaints. He attacked the work of a far more talented man and put him in a position where he felt bad about doing great work that gives people joy. That’s a disgusting, small and ugly thing to do. To do it in the name of your race is even smaller and uglier. He should be ashamed of himself. Let him do his own original work that gives people joy instead of parasitically feeding off the work of others. I know he thinks he’s woke and “starting a conversation,” but I think he’s a pinch-hearted racist.

If we follow this guy’s logic, if only people of the “right” race are allowed do racial characters and humor, then the brilliant Denzel Washington ought to leave the Broadway stage where he’s currently performing in The Iceman Cometh and all talk of the fantastic Idris Elba doing James Bond should cease. Oh, I know, this Woke Racism is only supposed to go one way, the “right” way. But that’s nonsense. Racism is racism, whichever way it goes.

Ahh, but that’s the problem with taking Progtards seriously and trying to be civil about things, instead of telling them in no uncertain terms to go fuck themselves with an umbrella the moment they open their fat yaps, as Azaria should have done. Politely reminding them of their towering hypocrisy or pointing out the contradictions inherent in their position is of no use at all. You just steamroll ’em, spit on ’em as you pass, and keep right on going with the Hawaiian Good Luck Sign vigorously waving throughout the entire procedure. Klavan gets back on the beam in the end, though:

I think it’s time — it’s past time — that people like Azaria — all performers, writers, producers — all creators — took a lesson from Kanye West. Do your work and speak your mind without apology. The cultural left is just a small cadre of bullies. Stand up to them and their power will evaporate.

Yep, pretty much. Because the only power they have is whatever we allow them to have.

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The politics of everydamnedthing

Is there nothing the Killjoy Left’s relentless politicization of every facet of life can’t suck the juice out of?

Once PC culinary sages merely condemned what Americans ate as factory farm-driven, profit-mad and highly caloric. Twinkies and high-fructose corn syrup would kill us all, unless we gave up steaks and fries for low-fat, plant-based regimens.

But in the last year, the agenda’s lurched far, far leftward. Kit Kat bars are making people fat in South America, part of a “marketing juggernaut that is upending traditional diets from Brazil to Ghana to India,” The New York Times moaned on its front page as far back as Sept. 16.

At the new downtown Chick-fil-A, you’re buying into “creepy infiltration” of the chain’s “pervasive Christian traditionalism,” gay-hating views of its founders and the sinister undertones of cow portraits hanging on the walls, which “glorify God,” according to Dan Piepenbring in the April 13 issue of The New Yorker. (He doesn’t mention that Chick-fil-A’s NYC landlord is a Syrian-Jewish family who seemingly wasn’t offended when they leased the site to the Jesus freaks.)

The New Yorker has cornered the market on extreme “food politics.” A feature in a 2017 article about a South Carolina eatery founded by a deceased white supremacist wants us to know that barbecue “is America’s most political food,” when most of us thought it was merely the greasiest.

And the best, when properly done Eastern North Carolina style.

(Via MisHum)

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Fun sex facts

This isn’t exactly the sort of thing I usually write about here, nor is it quite the sort of thing I’d normally expect from Hawkins. But what they heck, they ARE interesting.

1. Throughout history, roughly 40 percent of men had a child while 80 percent of women had a child.

2. On average, gay men (6.32 inches) have longer penises than straight men (5.99).

6. Although there is an extraordinarily wide number of sexual interests you can find somewhere on the web, just 20 topics cover 80 percent of the things people are searching for.

7. For every pornography search for a thin girl, there are three for a woman who is large (BBW, plump, chubby, etc.).

8. In an experiment in France, padding was used to change a female’s breast size. She was then sent to a nightclub and the experimenter counted how many times she was approached by men. With an A-cup? 18 times. B-cup? 28 times. C-Cup? 60 times.

Hey, they don’t call ’em fun bags for nothing, you know. And quantity has a quality all its own.

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The hits just keep on coming

Another stunning win for President Trump.

Surreal scenes capped off the historic meeting between Kim Jong-un and Moon Jae-in today as they held hands and listened to Korean pop music during a lavish farewell ceremony.

Kim became the first North Korean leader to step into the South for 65 years as he and President Moon vowed ‘there will be no more war’ and agreed to ‘complete denuclearisation’.

The two sworn enemies exchanged a warm greeting at the 38th parallel in the truce village of Panmunjom before the pair held talks and planted a commemorative tree together. The dramatic meeting has been seen as a precursor to  planned talks between Kim and US President Donald Trump next month.

Yes, yes, I know: it could be some kind of ruse or trick, Kim is not to be trusted, this sort of thing has happened before only to come to nothing in the end, and etc.

Except: no, this has NOT happened before. Not like this, with the NK dictator actually stepping foot on SK soil, treating with SK’s president in an amicable and respectful manner, pledging to end the war, and agreeing explicitly to “complete denuclearization.”

Wherever it all goes from here, there can be no doubt whatever that it was Trump’s “maximum pressure” strategy that made it happen. Whodathunkit: a hardnosed approach to dealing with bellicose, aggressive adversaries actually yields better results than rolling over, showing your flabby yellow belly, and trying to bribe them into the light of reason.

Gee, wonder how all the hysterical surrender-monkeys—so recently weeping over how Trump’s “dangerous, provocative rhetoric” and “threats” against Little Rocket Man were sure to drive him to unleash nuclear hell on Hawaii or LA in response—are going to cope with this most welcome development? I don’t wonder IF they’re going to find a way to complain about and/or belittle Trump’s achievement; that, after all, is a given. I just wonder HOW they might try to go about it, without making themselves look once more like the pusillanimous, ass-backwards clowns they are.

Pelosi for one is probably speechless with worry and rage right about now, if she isn’t crouched in a corner gibbering to herself like Renfield in the rubber room—skull swiveling to and fro on its giblet neck, mad eyes darting wildly, swatting at imaginary insects with those skeletal claws of hers. One can only imagine the rending of garments and gnashing of teeth in Libmedia lairs everywhere once the news broke. Scads of State Department hacks were probably contemplating lying down in the tub and opening a vein.

This is another addition to a lengthening list of serious reversals for the Left and the Democrat Socialists, highlighting one of my cardinal rules: anything that damages them bodes quite well indeed for the American people and the world. And it’s all down to Trump: his willingness to buck conventional wisdom and established procedure, his insouciant refusal to humbly tug the forelock in deference to the supposed wisdom and experience of “experts” who somehow never accomplish a damned thing. His real genius is his reliance on simple, timeless common sense, one of whose dictums is that it is infinitely preferable to deal from a position of strength, with confidence and resolve. Vox gets right down to it:

This is a staggering development of the sort we have not seen since 1989. I expect the Nobel committee will give the award to Kim and Moon, of course, but the world knows who really deserves it. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Donald Trump is already one of the greatest presidents in the history of the United States of America.

Pretty much, yeah. Just like I said he could very well end up being right from the start, as yu may recall. For a clueless moron whose administration flounders about in perpetual chaos—a reckless, unqualified, and actually dangerous amateur wholly unfit to be President—Trump sure seems to be getting a lot of worthwhile things done.

Update! From Diplomad, decidedly NOT one of those State Department hacks I derided above:

President Trump played Kim like Perlman plays a violin. Trump quickly got the measure of the dictator and checked him at every move, despite the pearl-clutching and couch-fainting in the West. Kim launched rockets; Trump labelled him “Rocket man” and ridiculed his pretensions. Kim bragged about his nuclear button, Trump fired back that his was much bigger and, unlike Kim’s, it was guaranteed to work. SecDef Mattis, in his low-key USMC way, reminded the world that, if need be, we have a military solution to the Korean problem. The US Navy closed in on the peninsula and the USAF deployed bombers. US-ROK military exercises went ahead. Trump went to the Chinese and drove home their responsibility for keeping Kim under control and, not so subtly, asked the Chinese whether their relations with the US were less important than their relations with Kim. Kim got the message; met with the CIA Director; has agreed to a one-on-one with Trump. We have now the first real opportunity since 1953 to turn the page on the Korean War. Things can, of course, go wrong, but they seem to be going quite right.

Trump gets the credit.

As the old TV ad said, he got it the old-fashioned way: he EARNED it.

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Why do once-great nations crumble and fall?

Because they deserve to.

Like the parents of Charlie Gard – another child similarly condemned to death by a preening NHS – Alfie’s parents disagreed with the hospital’s plans to abandon further treatment and remove life support from their son.  They began to investigate alternatives for care outside the NHS system, never suspecting that the state-run system would see their love for their child as a threat to the NHS and would respond with ferocity.

Alder Hey’s physicians have been unrelenting in their abandonment of this child, having decided more than a year ago, in February of 2017, that Alfie should quit embarrassing them by surviving in spite of receiving no treatment and get on with the business of the afterlife.

Since making that decision, the hospital has refused to perform even the most common of procedures for a patient with Alfie’s needs, such as a tracheostomy to facilitate easier breathing or a gastrostomy feeding tube for nutrition and medication.

For all this time, Alfie has been fed through a nasal tube, never intended as a permanent solution, but rather as a stopgap (weeks, not months) designed to be used until a g-tube can be placed.

The medical treatment Alfie has received is abominable, as a direct result of the hospital’s decision, and subsequent criminal obstinacy toward anyone suggesting that their prognosis might be in error.

To hear the barristers for Alder Hey wax poetic about the “first class care” given Alfie by the NHS (parroted by judge after judge in court proceedings) is indeed revolting – the British equivalent of Baghdad Bob. In truth, they have made no attempt to diagnose Alfie’s condition, preferring instead to place him on heavily sedating anti-seizure medications, then claiming that his lethargy is further evidence of his irreversible decline.

The world is witness to slow-motion murder. The perpetrators are the NHS, and the motive is not pecuniary, but rather a perverse form of institutional vanity.

Italy has conferred citizenship to Alfie, and there is a medical air ambulance standing by at the request of the pope to fly Alfie to the Vatican’s children’s hospital, Bambino Gesù, where Alfie can be treated.

But while socialism requires citizen confidence to operate, it will settle for coercion to gain compliance. This is why Alder Hey refuses to release Alfie. Should the boy survive outside NHS care, their “infallibility” would be shattered, and (gasp!) the sheep may begin to question their shepherd.

Collectivist schemes of medicine are no more sustainable (or just!) than collectivist schemes of societal order. Both require submission, even unto death.

The only “life unworthy of life” is that of the arrogant, self-congratulatory medical murderers of the NHS and their judicial enablers. May God’s judgment be realized in the fullest.

Amen to that. The decree refusing to allow the child to be flown to Italy for treatment at precisely no cost to anybody is what shifts this from typical bureaucratic heartlessness and obstinacy into the realm of purest evil. No caring person—no healer worthy of the designation—would ever countenance being party to such an atrocity.

But these are neither caring people nor healers. We’re talking here about monsters, abominations. To grant them an indulgence they in no way deserve by calling them “human” besmirches the word itself.

Yet instead of being righteously cast out of decent society as they should be—shunned to grub about its margins in wretched disgrace and deprivation—they’re running the damned place. Astoundingly, incomprehensibly, it gets even worse (see the attached threatening Tweet from the Merseyside Police for that). Perhaps worse still, the Facebook post linked in the Tweet is chock-full of nitwit statements of support for the NHS posted by Old Blighty’s bleating sheeple.

Maybe it would be better after all if little Alfie winds up succumbing to England’s inhuman savagery and indifference in the end and passes on to a better place. It might be better than living out his life in such a place, forced to acknowledge such contemptible curs as his countrymen.

May the perpetrators of this repulsive display of wanton cruelty burn in the hottest fires of Hell for all eternity.

And yeah, when the day comes that America’s government-(mis)run health-care system has attained this summit of degeneracy, I think everyone here will agree that it is DEFINITELY time to start shooting the bastards.

Update! The cold, hard truth:

If you don’t understand why the NHS and British courts refused, you don’t get socialized medicine. It is not, nor has it ever been, about health care. It’s about power. Once a government — any government — takes control of your health care, they own you and your children. Alfie’s parents and the British public had for months demanded Alfie’s release just to seek treatment by doctors competent enough to figure out what was wrong with him. But, for a socialized system, that’s dangerous. It implies that an individual Brit has rights not bestowed by the state.

In a social “democracy” like Great Britain, the state isn’t there for the purpose of serving the people — sick or otherwise. The people are there for the purposes of the state. If the state can hold your child hostage in a hospital whose doctors are too incompetent to arrive at a diagnosis — yet may terminate his life without your permission — neither you nor your child are “free” in any meaningful sense of the word. And this doesn’t stop at health care, of course. Remember Brexit? What happened when the voters of Great Britain made their wishes known regarding the European Union? The will of the British electorate was ignored.

Likewise, the wishes of Alfie’s parents never meant anything. Nor did the overwhelming public support they received. It is the “interests” of the state that matter in Perfidious Albion, and they have little or nothing to do with those of the “free people” who populate that benighted isle. There is only one way that Alfie is ever going to escape the clutches of the state apparatus they call, with no intentional irony, the National Health Service. The NHS and Alder Hey Children’s Hospital was always going to have the final word on Alfie’s fate. 

The most chilling thing about all this has little to do with Britain or its inhabitants; the people of Europe have for centuries been perfectly willing to subject themselves to despotism, oppression, and abuse by tyrants—nor have they ever suffered a shortage of would-be dictators willing to step up and take the job. It’s that here in America, a substantial percentage of our own population demands that we walk down this exact same ruinous road ourselves.

Which in turn is why, in my more pessimistic moments, I’m convinced that either a conflagration or a breakup is inevitable. How can people who cherish liberty and self-determination peacefully coexist for long with grasping, megalomaniacal fools and still call themselves free?

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Bootless suckuppery

How to do it…and why you don’t.

A regular topic of debate on the Dissident Right is whether or not gentry conservatives know they are just props for the Left. Some argue that they know and have always known, but they like the lifestyle that comes with being on the receiving end of Progressive beatings. There’s no getting around the fact that guys like Jonah Goldberg live fabulous lives while being nothing more than stooges for the Left. The sheer volume of losing by gentry conservatives should be enough to wake even the dumbest and most naive.

Others are more generous, arguing that the boys and girls writing for official conservatism are simply naive or mistaken about the nature of the Left. They come out of orderly upper middle-class suburbs where the rules makes sense and everyone abides by those rules as a matter of courtesy. That makes gentry conservatism and Reason magazine libertarianism attractive to them. After all, their Progressive friends are great people, the best people, so they can surely be persuaded. It just takes the right argument.

Reading Kevin Williamson’s latest retelling of his firing from the Atlantic, those arguing in favor of gross stupidity get a boost.

Assuming this is true, he took the job knowing it would result in a mob of angry liberals calling for his death. His decision to go through with it could be seen as just part of the Progressive passion play, with Williamson gladly playing his part. The trouble is he rather clearly thought the very liberal Jeffrey Goldberg was some sort of honorable guy, rather than a typical fanatic. More important, he thought Goldberg would stand up to his coreligionists when they came to haul away the heretic. That’s remarkably stupid.

Of course, for gentry conservatives, being remarkably stupid about the nature of motivations of the Left has been a badge of honor for as long as anyone reading this has been alive. The hallmark of gentry conservatism for generations has been the insistence on playing by a set of rules the other side refuses to respect, a set of rules that guarantees failure by the so-called Right. Even the allegedly hard-boiled realists of Buckley Conservatism, like Williamson, can’t seem to grasp this obvious bit of reality.

They’re forever kicking away at Liberal Lucy’s civil-discourse football only to wind up flat on their backs when it’s yanked away yet again, dazedly wondering what the hell happened.

Williamson evidently figured that if he just hated on Trump hard enough, at least some on the Left would realize he’s a reasonable guy and be willing to maybe give some of his other views an open-minded listen, or at least to debate them in good faith. Which only confirms that he, like many another NeverEverTrumpTard GOPer, doesn’t understand the Left at all.

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Culture war

It’s ON in Bavaria.

Bavaria has ordered Christian crosses to be hung at the entrance of all of its regional government buildings, it has emerged.

The German state’s government said the crosses should not be seen as religious symbols, but are meant to reflect the southern state’s ‘cultural identity and Christian-western influence’.

But the move has already drawn a furious reaction from opposition politicians and one prominent cleric accused the regional government of hypocrisy ahead of an election. 

The south-eastern state was on the frontline of 2015’s migrant crisis, when over a million people fleeing war and poverty in the Middle East, Africa and Central Asia arrived in Germany, fueling support for the AfD.

Even clerics were critical of the plan. ‘Many see as a provocation and a hypocrisy the way you speak about Christianity,’ wrote Burkhard Hose, a priest who ministers to the students of Wuerzburg University, in an open letter to Soeder.

‘Stop this misuse of Christianity and its symbols as a supposed bulwark against Islam,’ he added.  

Oh yeah? Got any better ideas for bulwarks against Islam, then? Or are you good with just rolling over and letting them get on with the conquest and sack?

And to think, some people wonder why Christianity is dying in the West. With weak-kneed, namby-pamby clerics like this to defend, uphold, and preserve the faith, it’s something of a miracle it didn’t fade away altogether years ago. The AfD, referred to as you’d expect in the article as a “far right” party, has a more legitimate gripe about the symbolic move:

But the AfD, which campaigns against Muslim immigration, dismissed the cross proposal as ‘the usual gesture politics’.

‘The Christian Cross is being turned into an election accessory, while the conservatives refuse to protect our basic values with real actions,’ the AfD’s co-leader Alice Weidel said in a statement on Wednesday.

Well, I dunno. “Real actions” are called for sure enough, and long past due. But in Europe as in America, you’ll have to be content with baby steps at first, guys…and just pray it isn’t already too late. PRO TIP: it is.

Via DuToit, who also presents this very-much-related item:

A Swedish woman in her 40s was brutally raped by an Afghan teenager while another migrant man molested her, a court has heard.

Anwar Hassani and Fardi Hesari, both 18, met the victim outside a hotel bar in Ljungby, southern Sweden, in the early hours of Boxing Day last year.

The victim later told police she took an interest in the teenagers, having been told they were migrants from Afganistan.

She explained that she had been a member of a Facebook group which campaigns against the deportation of migrants from Sweden.

Fucking moron. As Kim says: you’d have to have a heart of stone not to laugh hysterically at this story.

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The FINAL STRAW!

Not.

So, whatever the lucky Playboy Playmate’s name is joins Stormy Daniels, Pocahontas, not being nice enough to John McCain, telling the truth about illegal aliens, saying “schlonged,” having Russian dressing on his salad, and a thousand other forgotten “WE HAVE YOU NOW!” news cycle topics, on the endless list of WORST THINGS EVER! that were supposed to finally purge the scourge that is Donald Trump.

You liberals and your Fredocon lackeys need to get this through your heads. You are not purging this guy. He’s purging you. Just look at James Comey, who has gone from Tower of Integrity to Looming Doofus. The winding trail from the bottom of that famous escalator to right here and now is littered with the twitching bodies of those who thought they could take on The Donald and win.

And it’s a delight to watch you hacks go nuts about it.

This whole campaign to undo the 2016 election is a scam and a fraud and we all know it, but unlike the principled Decorumcons who refuse to see the truth of the putrid corruption within their beloved Beltway, Donald Trump (and those of us who support him) feel absolutely no obligation to go along with the charade that this isn’t a corrupt, slow-walking coup pushed by a disgruntled establishment. Our “system” is not endangered by us calling out the lies, or by the President using his power to prevent and/or correct manifest injustices. The danger is the corruption.

Trump is doing exactly what he was elected to do. Old Guard apoplexy is the proof of it.

Continue reading “The FINAL STRAW!”

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Evolution, not revolution

Another good start.

New proposed Trump administration regulations aim to make how much hospitals charge patients more transparent—a continuation of federal Obama era initiatives to pull the curtain back on the notoriously opaque American health care system by making hospital service charges easily available online. But, as with the Obama administration efforts, questions remain on just how useful the hospital pricing information will be for average U.S. consumers.

The proposal from the Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services (CMS) is part of its annual guidance for Medicare, the gigantic federal program that covers millions upon millions of elderly and disabled Americans. Its purpose is ambitious: To nudge American health care to more quality care and away from the fee-for-service model that rewards conducting more tests and services.

“We envision a system that rewards value over volume and where patients reap the benefits through more choices and better health outcomes,” wrote CMS in its release. “While hospitals are already required under guidelines developed by CMS to either make publicly available a list of their standard charges, or their policies for allowing the public to view a list of those charges upon request, CMS is updating its guidelines to specifically require that hospitals post this information.” In English: The listing of these prices vis-a-vis Medicare would become mandatory and, the hope is, eventually spill over to other parts of the health industry.

No, it ain’t repeal of Obamacare. Much less is it the desperately-needed removal of the dead hand of government from its choking grip on the American health care system. But it’s a good thing just the same.

(Via Insty)

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Big, big trouble

For the Democrat Socialists. Which of course means very good news for everybody else. First, it was this:



Then the hammer really dropped.



Why does this matter? This:



We just might be at that. If blacks finally lever themselves free of the Democrat Socialist plantation—and conversations with black friends and neighbors of mine lead me to conclude that the eary stages of just such a “tectonic realignment” are indeed upon us—the Democrat Socialist Party is well and truly screwed, probably for good. No wonder they’re so desperate for open borders and limitless, unchecked illegal immigration. Sefton puts it this way:

As has been reported – in the real news blogosphere, not the Democrat-Media-Propaganda Complex – black and latino unemployment since Donald Trump has been inaugurated is at an all time low. But, as I have illustrated, you’d never know it and in fact would think black folk are still “strange fruit” to quote the late, great Billie Holiday. And as I said, if Kanye West donned a MAGA hat to praise PDT and also blast Obama as some sort of publicity stunt, I’d fire my PR manager (especially since Kanye has had financial troubles and nowhere near as well to do as the former crack dealer and sibling shooter).

But if he, and now a rapper who goes by the name of Chance, honestly is having some sort of come-to-Jesus moment about what we all know are the real reasons why Black America is dying (Democrats, Socialism), then perhaps this is a harbinger of something stirring at the grassroots level. But let’s assume it isn’t. Even if it is only Kanye West, the thing to realize is that he’s no Clarence Thomas or Ben Carson insofar as they’re considered Uncle Toms, sellouts, “house ni88ers,” not authentic or down for the “shtruggle.” And because he’s not, he’s dangerous – a black man who ordinary black youth and the younger generation as a whole respect and relate to. The question is, will this influence be enough to overcome the strong leftist anti-Trump poison and general anti-American indoctrination that the aforementioned have been brainwashed with? Even if it causes the most hardcore skull-full-of-mush to pause just for a moment to question his beliefs, it’s a victory. I think and hope against hope that this really is a harbinger. And if so, now you understand why Amnesty is game, set and match for the Democrat-Left.

Yep. I posted not too long ago that it was positively criminal what the Democrat Socialists had done to black families and the black middle class. This class was rapidly expanding in the post-WW2 era and into the 50s, only to be slowly strangled by policies designed to replace it with a permanent-dependent class trapped in urban ghettoes, utterly convinced of their own helplessness and perpetual-victim status, continually reminded of the wrongs done their forefathers via slavery in order to stoke their resentment as if they had been slaves themselves. At the risk of sounding like a broken damned record with this: not an accident. From Economic Facts And Fallacies, by the great Thomas Sowell:

The percentage of black families with incomes below the poverty line fell most sharply between 1940 and 1960, going from 87 percent to 47 percent over that span, before either the Civil Rights Act of 1964 or the Voting Rights Act of 1965 and well before the 1970s, when “affirmative action” evolved into numerical “goals” or “quotas”. While the downward trend in poverty continued, the pace of that decline did not accelerate after these legal landmards but in fact slackened.

I’ve seen more facts and figures here and there over the years regarding the intentional destruction of the black middle class, but I ain’t gonna go digging them up right now. Nor am I going to repeat LBJ’s revealing quote on the Civil Rights Act. Suffice it to say the Democrat Socialist Party agenda’s impact on the black middle class and black families can’t even be charitably credited with being neutral. It has been destructive, actively so. If guys like Kanye and Chance are rethinking reflexive black allegiance to the Democrat Socialists at long last, I say good on ’em.

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Racial reality

An examination of it, along with some practical ideas for dealing with it rationally. All of which we must never, ever mention again.

It has both everything and nothing to do with race: nothing because, when you control for IQ, black and white levels of deviance and criminality are comparable, and everything because blacks in America, on average, are a full standard deviation below whites in IQ, and in sub-Saharan Africa, two full standard deviations below whites. Asians, with higher average IQs than either group, commit less crime and make more money; earning potential, as I’ve covered in “From Womb to Tomb,” has a direct correlation with IQ, as does time preference and impulse control. This is a depressing thought if you’re invested in the equity agenda, and it’s little wonder the spread of this information has been so ruthlessly suppressed. It is the poison pill of egalitarianism.

I’m not saying blacks and browns are doomed to some Calvinist pre-destination of hell—there are many, many outliers. Realistically, however, we’ve got to start making civilizationally responsible decisions firmly rooted in reality and not patty-cake idealism.

Ah, but if we do away with patty-cake idealism, what use will we then have for all those liberals?

There are different kinds of intelligence, and though one may not score highly on the IQ test, we can assess an individual’s aptitude and try to train them in some field—music, the trades, etc.—that will still allow them to be successful in their own right. Not everyone needs to be a CEO. As evidenced by Pareto’s Distribution and other factors, there will always be clear divides in any society, and this is a natural occurrence. Inequality, like transience, is both the beauty and tragedy of life. Blacks, for example, are wildly over-represented in entertainment. Has anyone stopped to wonder why? A musical genius or a mechanical wizard need not be a MENSA member—they are a different kind of genius, and it’s not like IQ is the be-all end-all. We can curse the Maker all we want; there’s nothing we can do but maximize the hand we’re dealt. So much of it is luck of the draw, however, when it’s time to become a parent, there are obvious steps you can take to give your child the best chance at success—do not in-breed like many Moslems, emphasize pre-natal nutrition—especially iodine—breast feed, get and stay married, and do not beat the child, all of which will optimize your offspring’s mental acuity and emotional stability. The rest is chance and circumstance beyond your control, but success, as it were, is when luck meets aptitude and preparation.

As Stefan Molyneux says, “If you realize that IQ differences are significantly genetic, it’s tragic, but it’s no one’s fault.” The simple but reliable metric of IQ does more to dispel the egalitarian myth than just about anything else, besides perhaps professional sports, where the disparity between the haves and the have-nots is thrown into stark visual relief; we don’t clamor for a sixty-something percent white NBA to reflect the population distribution, so why do the reverse for a 13 or 14% black professoriate or software programming team? Jordan Peterson says it best: “Borders are rational.” This is exactly why the “standard” of egalitarianism is only selectively applied. It’s all about having your cake and eating it, too. As George Orwell once pointed out, the typical socialist’s motivations aren’t borne of empathy but of invidiousness; his peers didn’t care about the working class, they just hated and envied the wealthy. No movement genuinely based on compassion would have such a strong current of vitriol and intolerance running through it. This ideology is very appealing for many because it offers pre-packaged excuses and scapegoats for why they’re failures.

And there’s all that FREE SHIT too, don’t forget.

If America and the other Western nations are so terrible and oppressive, then we should be discouraging people from coming here, not facilitating it. The truly compassionate thing to do would be to turn people away and ensure those already caught in the jaws of white supremacy are deported or re-patriated immediately for their own benefit. Leftists must make up their minds, however; either the “Countries of Poop” as the French press translated Donald Trump’s “shithole” comment really are repositories of excrement, or they’re just fine, and we don’t need to “rescue” the hapless brown masses of the world. Further, this begs the question if the Third World nations in question are indeed Countries of Poop, how, pray tell, did they get that way, and what benefit would we in the West derive from importing them in the millions?

It ain’t about OUR benefit, you big silly. At this point, in America it’s about bringing in desperately-needed new Democrat-Socialist voters to offset the increasing number of Normals who want nothing whatever to do with them.

That’s appetite-whetting excerpt aplenty already, but I just gotta throw this bit out there too:

Damon Sajnani (Canadian rapper and former Harvard University Nasir Jones Hip-Hop Fellow, whatever the fuck that is)

Holy crap. I knew Harvard was fucked right enough, but I honestly had no idea it was that fucked.

(Via WRSA)

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Worm on a hot griddle

Comey just keeps right on slithering.

REMNICK: Do you think we’d be a lot better off with Hillary Clinton as president than Donald Trump?

COMEY: Certainly given her commitment to our traditions and our norms and our values and the rule of law, yes.

Daniel asks some penetrating questions regarding the above:

No one quite embodies the rule of law like a Clinton.

How does Comey know Hillary’s commitments to our traditions? And which traditions are those? Compulsive lying, compulsive thieving and compulsive paranoia?

Does Comey mean America traditions, norms and values? Or lefty ones.

Oh, the answer to that is certainly clear enough, I think.

But wait, it gets even better. The miserable Comey was asked the same question by Jake Tapper, as it turns out, producing a very different response:

TAPPER: Do you think the nation would be better off if Hillary Clinton had won?

COMEY: I can’t answer that. That’s something- that hypothetical is too hard for me to go back in time to try and answer-

TAPPER: You paint a pretty dire picture of President Trump. It’s hard to imagine how you don’t think the nation is better off if Hillary Clinton had won.

COMEY: I don’t think about it in those terms though, Jake.

He wriggles and weasels around some more, leading the author of the Mediaite article to conclude:

That’s quite a drastic shift Comey made within a matter of hours.

It begs the question why the former FBI Director would tell Jake Tapper one thing and David Remnick another. Is it the fact that one interview was on television and the other was on radio? Did Comey simply change his mind between both interviews? Or did he knowingly withhold from Tapper how he felt about Hillary Clinton being our president?

Whatever the truth may be, the man who used to be the nation’s top cop should know of all people how suspicious it looks when someone who’s being interrogated changes their story.

It’s not so suspicious, really; it just confirms that Comey is exactly what we think he is, that’s all. As Treacher once so brilliantly said of Obama, Comey will say whatever he needs to say in order to get through the next five minutes.

That as sad and sorry an excuse for a man as Comey is could rise to the most dizzying heights of federal law enforcement is a wholly damning indictment of—well, everyone involved in his undue elevation, certainly. But also the FBI itself, the DOJ, even America’s degenerate federal government entire, too. The thing that makes it all so entertaining is just how bad he really is at being a scumbucket. Then again, all the good cops I know always say the same thing: it’s the incompetent crooks that get caught.

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Overlawyered

Now if only the DC Circus would just go ahead and dispense with Mann’s spurious, expensive annoyance-suit against Mark and several others.

Today, Thursday, in the New York Supreme Court in Lower Manhattan, Judge Eileen Bransten confirmed the award to yours truly in the matter of CRTV vs Steyn. Short version: We won.

For those readers new to this wretched business, last February CRTV canceled my TV show on their subscription network and fired me, precipitating the worst year of my professional life. Over the course of the last twelve months I’ve been asked regularly by various people: Why don’t you just walk away?

Which is a fair question, with a very simple answer: I couldn’t walk away because CRTV sued me for ten million dollars. All this “claimant”/”counterclaimant” mumbo-jumbo obscures the reality: CRTV were the plaintiffs, they brought the suit, they dragged me into a pit of legal hell.

So I had no choice in the matter, because I was the defendant. So I defended myself. And today the New York court ruled that CRTV lost – and I won, comprehensively…

…I don’t intend to say more about this unless it becomes necessary. There’s a lot of he said/she said stuff out there, but we’re beyond that now: the judge gets the final word, and the above speaks for itself. CRTV brought a suit they should never have brought, and the judge punished them with damages, attorney’s fees, costs, interest, the lot.

Further details are included between my ellipses up there, should y’all want to go take a look. He also says that he’s been awarded four million smackers in recompense, with a slight hitch:

Notwithstanding the decisions of two eminent judges, CRTV have not paid us a penny – and have indicated they will attempt further delay.

I just bet they will. Nonetheless, congrats, good on ya, and best wishes to Steyn on his big win.

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Obstruction

The very thing he was elected to do.

The justice that today’s ruling class seeks to impose is the unfettered discretion of the modern administrative state.

Donald Trump is trying to obstruct these bureaucracies. He fired James Comey, an executive official, and has every constitutional right to direct or to fire any and all others. The media, the professors, the major corporations, and their clients who are characterizing his actions as obstruction of justice speak from a frame of reference wholly peculiar to the war they are waging on America’s constitutional order—not to mention the classic understanding of justice on which it is based.

That’s only the very end of Codevilla’s latest, of which you will want to read the all.

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Wrong then, wrong now, wrong forever

Funny how no matter what the climate may be doing at any given time, the same old Doomsday clowns keep making the same old predictions and offering the same old solutions.

In 1970, the first Earth Day was celebrated — okay, “celebrated” doesn’t capture the funereal tone of the event. The events (organized in part by then hippie and now convicted murderer Ira Einhorn) predicted death, destruction and disease unless we did exactly as progressives commanded.

Behold the coming apocalypse as predicted on and around Earth Day, 1970:

Follows, a list of 13 of the most amusing shrieking freakouts, my favorite of which are these two anguished cris de coeur from eternal buffoon Paul Ehrlich:

  • “Population will inevitably and completely outstrip whatever small increases in food supplies we make. The death rate will increase until at least 100-200 million people per year will be starving to death during the next ten years.” — Stanford University biologist Paul Ehrlich
  • “Most of the people who are going to die in the greatest cataclysm in the history of man have already been born… [By 1975] some experts feel that food shortages will have escalated the present level of world hunger and starvation into famines of unbelievable proportions. Other experts, more optimistic, think the ultimate food-population collision will not occur until the decade of the 1980s.” — Paul Ehrlich

Ehrlich is not only a loser and an idiot, of course. He’s also a complete asshole, too. Bottom line:

Paul Ehrlich’s entire career stands as a monument to the ideological imperatives of the world’s elites and the extent to which they exist not just independent from, but in actual opposition to, both science, evidence, reason, and good faith.

The very fact of Paul Ehrlich is an indictment of the bien pensant progressive order. 

He’s the pluperfect example of the pluperfect liberal: doubling down on stupid each and every chance they get…always with other peoples’ money, natch.

(Via Ed)

Update! Via WRSA, Watts Up has these plus a few more, all for your Earth Day enjoyment.

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No, no, NO

I tire of this.

Podesta’s Gmail account was hacked in March 2016, and his emails were later leaked by WikiLeaks during the campaign. An assessment by U.S. intelligence agencies concluded there were no “evident forgeries” in the stolen emails, which were also taken from the Democratic National Committee.

No, it most certainly was NOT hacked. Podesta was stupid enough to click on a phishing-scam e-mail link (glancingly mentioned in the article, in all fairness to the WashEx), something even my eight-year-old daughter is web-savvy enough to know better than to ever do. The e-mails weren’t really “stolen” at all; numbnuts Podesta gave ’em away, in any honest or realistic sense.

But still just about everybody keeps right on saying “hacked” when referring to his comic misadventure, as if poor dear old John was victimized with intent by some uber-slick internet sharpie—why, the sort of thing that could happen to ANY OF US!!— working from deep within the labyrinth of RUSSIAN!! intelligence to make Trump president, rather than just being a plain and simple dumbass who wouldn’t know a URL from his urethra.

Stop it. Just stop it, already.

Via Insty, who says: “Information security doesn’t seem to be their thing.” One of his commenters then ups the ante:

Or border security…
Or national security…

Heh™. Indeed™.

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Burn baby

The Comey dumpster fire intensifies.

Comey’s Memos Indicate Dossier Briefing Of Trump Was A Setup
Newly released memos written by former FBI director James Comey indicate that an early 2017 briefing for then-President-elect Donald Trump about the contents of an infamous dossier was held so it could be leaked to media outlets eager to report on the dossier’s allegations. In multiple memos, Comey specifically mentioned that CNN had the dossier and wanted a “news hook” that would enable the network to report on its most salacious allegations even though they had not been verified.

“I said the Russians allegedly had tapes involving him and prostitutes at the Presidential Suite at the Ritz Carlton in Moscow from about 2013,” Comey wrote of his conversation with Trump in a classified memo that was released in redacted form late Thursday. “I said I wasn’t saying this was true, only that I wanted him to know both that it had been reported and that the reports were in many hands.”

No media organizations had reported the allegations at the time Comey briefed Trump.

“I said media like CNN had them and were looking for a news hook,” Comey added in his memo about the briefing with Trump on January 6, 2017.

With which Comey, via the maskirovka of his meticulously incomplete, manipulative briefing of Trump, was only too happy to provide them.

It just so happens that the existence of the very briefing he cooked up with Clapper and Brennan was leaked to CNN within a few days, providing them with the very “news hook” Comey told Trump CNN was looking for.

And… oh right, the House Intelligence Committee report says that Clapper gave “inconsistent” answers regarding his contacts in this time frame with, get this, CNN.

Oh, I’m sure it was all just a coincidence and not any kind of deliberately-set trap for Trump or anything. I mean, come on; Comey is an honest guy, a man of integrity and principle. He’s been saying so endlessly this past week, to everybody within reach, so it has to be true. If you don’t believe it, just ask him; you ought to be able to approach him easily enough to pose the question, given the attendance at his book-tour appearances so far. He’s just sitting around on his little stool all by himself getting his picture taken, pretty much. If you can get through the fawning libmedia scrum, you’re good to go.

Things are going to get pretty hot for Comey from here on out. He’s looking more and more like the key to unraveling the whole conspiracy. The Left is beginning to get serious about throwing him under the bus now, which hints at his imminent scapegoat status pretty broadly: note how eager libmedia is to get Comey’s “lifelong Republican” Congressional-testimony remarks out there, and expand on them. That there is a tell, folks. They’re trying to disassociate the Democrat Socialists, especially his co-conspirators Obama and Hillary!™, from him as preamble to hanging him out to dry.

If you’re calculating the odds on whether the treasonous higher-ups who conspired to rig and then overturn an American presidential election will ever face justice for their high crimes, pay attention to what happens with Comey. If the DoJ takes the criminal referral seriously and honestly follows through on it, Comey will almost certainly be among the first to stand trial. At that point, one of two things happens: either Comey decides to save his own bacon, stops lying, goes rat, and spills his guts under oath, or he decides to play out his fantasy of being a latter-day G Gordon Liddy, fulfilling his self-proclaimed destiny to Save Democracy! by nobly taking one for the team.

Hard to say which he’ll do, honestly. He (mis)represents himself as a heroic defender of truth, justice, and the American Way, despite seeing nothing wrong with subverting not just one but several American institutions, as well as putting paid to any remaining faith in the integrity of our election system and revealing participatory democracy and self-government to be a sham. If his belief in his fantasies is strong enough, it could conceivably steel him to do what he so hazily sees as his duty, clam up to protect the big wheels, and face what he no doubt will consider a travesty of justice, a persecution by Enemies of the State, on his own.

Then again, Comey is a pissant, a poor excuse for a man, and no kind of patriot regarding anything the Founders would recognize as righteous government. The prospect of doing time would have to frighten a cowardly Deep State weasel like him half out of his wits. Being long accustomed to the protection of the federal tyranny—to hiding his lawless skullduggery behind the scrim of a sprawling, faceless, untouchable bureacracy ever loyal to its own—and then seeing that protection suddenly removed is likely to motivate such a “man” to start looking out for Numero Uno (as if that wasn’t what he’s been doing his entire career) and make some kind of deal to cooperate that keeps him from being put behind bars, or at least getting his hair mussed and his manicure ruined by doing serious time in a real prison.

In either of those cases, Deep State blood is likely to spill—the puddle of gore spread much wider and deeper by the former scenario than the latter—and Comey himself will be duly wrecked. Thereby will justice be served in at least some measure, although the former scenario won’t make for a very satisfying meal.

On the other hand, if the DoJ softpedals its investigation, setting up more endless hearings designed to bog down in pedantry and speechifying long enough for public interest to fade so they can announce sotto very damned voce the foregone inconclusive verdict of “Eh, Whatever” before turning the whole kit and kaboodle loose with nothing worse than an opprobius look and a shrug, we’ll know that the capos of the Deep State truly are invulnerable, that they are de facto immune from justice no matter how clear-cut and heinous their crimes, that the votes supposed to give voice to the will of normal Americans matter not a whit…and that our system of government is in fact rotten beyond all hope of repair.

Or they could also lead lesser vermin like, say, McCabe, Stroke/Page, or maybe even Brennan to slaughter as token sacrifical offerings, providing Big King Rats like Obama, Hillary!™, and Lynch a gaping hole in the rule of law to squirm through and scurry away before anyone notices. Lady Justice is pretty easy to gyp in America that way, what with her blindfold and all.

Which is when it gets to be just about time to start shooting the bastards.

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Everymanwoman

These are my identities. If you don’t like them, I have others. Many others.

NY Gov. Cuomo Says He’s Muslim, Female, and Jewish, Among Other Things
It is becoming more and more obvious that former “Sex and the City” star Cynthia Nixon has New York Governor Andrew Cuomo a little panicky these days. Not only does Nixon have the celebrity power to raise money, but she’s been making the rounds with the progressive crowd in New York for a few years now. Cuomo is now lurching so hard to the left he may need chiropractic care soon. Here, he embarrassingly makes the case that being a New Yorker allows him to identify with, well, whichever group he wants to. It’s difficult to pick the most cringe-worthy claim, but I’ll go with when he says, “I am a woman…seeking to control her health and her choices.”

Translation for that last: (s)he’s pregnant, and wants to “control her health and her choices” by murdering the child. For the record, he’s also: heterosexual, homosexual, transgender, liberal, conservative, a dove, a hawk, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, a big-city elitist, a salt-of-the-earth Regular Guy, a lumberjack…and anything else anybody who might conceivably vote for him wishes him to be.

Reminds me of Ed Koch going around asking everyone within reach, “How’m I doing?,” only much more greasy, desperate, and insincere.

Speaking of pathetic and obnoxious:

From early on, the Clinton camp saw Trump as an enemy to encourage, Chozick writes. During the campaign, as had been previously reported, there was an effort to elevate Trump into a so-called Pied Piper in order to tie him to the mainstream of the Republican Party.

“An agenda for an upcoming campaign meeting sent by [Campaign Manager] Robby Mook’s office asked, ‘How do we maximize Trump?’” Chozick writes, describing a time when the GOP primary was still crowded.

Oops.

By the time of the conventions, though, as Trump was selected as the Republican nominee, the Clinton campaign was still trying to figure out how to improve her negative favorability ratings.

“A week earlier, she’d cut off Joel and the pollster John Anzalone, as they walked her through the almost daily reminder that half the country disliked her,” Chozick writes. “You know, I am getting pretty tired of hearing about how nobody likes me,” she said.

“‘Oh, what’s the point? They’re never going to like me,’ Hillary told this friend.”

Well, whaddya know. The snarling, incompetent trainwreck got something right. Once.

All that seems to lead into the damaging video of Clinton calling half of Trump supporters a “basket of deplorables,” at a New York fundraiser in September 2016.

That was no slip of the tongue, since “Hillary always broke down Trump supporters into three baskets,” Chozick writes.

  • “Basket #1: The Republicans who hated her and would vote Republican no matter who the nominee.
  • Basket #2: Voters whose jobs and livelihoods had disappeared, or as Hillary said, ‘who feel that the government has let them down, the economy has let them down, nobody cares about them, nobody worries about what happens in their lives and their futures.’

Translation: people who know that the economy let them down due to government interference with and mismanagement of it, who neither expect nor want the government to care about them or worry about their lives and their futures but to get the hell out of their way and leave them alone.

  • Basket #3: The Deplorables. This basket includes ‘the racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic—you name it.’

Translation: people who are sick of being called racist; people who respect women but also relish the differences between the sexes; people who don’t really give a shit what people do in their bedrooms but also don’t like being harangued by radical-Left psychotics seeking to undermine and overthrow cherished American rights, traditions, and institutions for no real reason; people who think America has a first-order duty to secure and manage its borders; people who know who it is committing the overwhelming majority of terrorist atrocities, understand fully what’s really in the Koran, and are therefore cautious and skeptical about Muslim intentions.

But now we come to the most delightful part:

On the night of the election, Chozick describes a dejected Clinton when she was told by campaign staffers that it was over.

Goosebumps. I got actual goosebumps here.

“Of all the Brooklyn aides, Jen Palmieri had the most pleasant bedside manner,” Chozick writes. “That made her the designated deliverer of bad news to Hillary. But not this time. She told Robby there was no way she was going to tell Hillary she couldn’t win. That’s when Robby, drained and deflated, watching the results with his team in a room down the hall from Hillary’s suite, labored into the hallway of the Peninsula to break the news. Hillary didn’t seem all that surprised. ‘I knew it. I knew this would happen to me…’ Hillary said, now within a couple of inches of his face. ‘They were never going to let me be president.’”

Damned skippy we weren’t, whiny bitch. Now go soak your head in a vat of something 16 years old and 90 proof. Or hydrochloric acid, whichever is handier.

The advisers and staff quoted in this article and elsewhere were the people closest to her—people who had faith in her, supported her, and believed her qualified to be president, enough so to labor tirelessly (and thanklessly) on her behalf to make it so.

They were the people who worked with her for uncountably long hours, who saw her every single day—morning, noon, and night. The people who knew her better than anybody, if you wish to grant the (barely) possible exception of her “husband.” And they were all just terrified of her, to the embarrassing extreme of shirking their professional duty to bring her bad news, news that would shatter her delusional megalomania and sense of entitlement for all time.

Says quite a lot, don’t it?

Lord, what an awful woman. And what a deadly bullet the Republic dodged when we sent her ass packing once and for all.

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Decivilization

It’s the culture, stupid: its art, its history, its philosophy. Mike Walsh is on it.

My thesis is simple: we can learn more about the nature and practice of politics from, say, The Oresteia or The Aeneid—to give just two examples more than two millennia old—than we can from the Kennedy School of Government at Harvard, and that the visit of Vladimir Horowitz to the Soviet Union in April 1986 (about which I wrote a cover story for Time magazine) did more to hasten the collapse of the USSR five years later than all the white papers and policy statements from the American talking-head establishment wonks of the day.

The new book is more prescriptive—a kind of how-to combat manual of cultural touchstones from which we as inheritors of the Greco-Roman enlightenment can recollect our strengths and moral authority, reject the false equivalences of multiculturalism, accept that Western syncretism (known disparagingly now as “cultural appropriation”) is something profoundly good and beneficial to all cultures, and from which we can draw a renewed vigor in our defense of ourselves.

In Monday’s speech in the beautiful new Visitor Center, I located a signal change in the Western education system that, at the time, looked like an advance: the American reaction to the launch of Sputnik in 1957. Suddenly, America felt it was losing its technological edge over the Soviets so American schoolchildren became acquainted en masse with the wonders and joys of the slide rule and the hard sciences. The effect was immediate: we quickly regained and maintained our advantage over our antagonists, but it came with a price: the downgrading of the importance of the arts as a civilizing and ennobling force in American public (and private) life.

So while the emphasis on tech eventually resulted in the creation of the personal computer and the iPhone, it also reduced the literary and plastic arts from essential elements of nationhood to “entertainments” for the wealthy; triggered the coarsening of society and, worst of all, cut both America and, shortly thereafter, the Western European nations from the wellsprings of their shared patrimony. This may not entirely have been by design, but it was seized upon by the nascent philosophy of the Frankfurt School, which by this time had been transplanted from pre-Nazi Germany to Columbia University in Manhattan and quickly spread throughout the American system of higher education.  

The result? To take just one example, the New York City public school system went from offering a model education in music and the arts to needing police officers in the schools—a reflection of the overall changes in demography, to be sure, but also of the decivilizing effect the loss of a democratized high culture entails. More Mozart, fewer metal detectors…

In The Fiery Angel, I am not arguing that the arts should be politicized—that way lies the corpse of the old Soviet Union (and this is treated at some length in the chapter entitled “The Raft of the Medusa”). Rather, I am saying that the arts both predict and comment upon historical-political developments in ways that no dispassionate analysis can manage. Try this sequence of events on for size:

Beaumarchais–Mozart–The French Revolution–Beethoven–Napoleon.  From Le Marriage de Figarothe play, to Le nozze di Figaro the opera, to the start of the French Revolution and fall of Louis XVI is a span of only five years, and yet in that time the royal edifice was first lampooned, then sexualized, and finally pulled down around the aristocrats’ ears. Those with sensitive antennae—among them Louis XVI himself, who initially forbade public performances of Beaumarchais’ play—could see what was coming. Most could not.

Our Progressivist-run government schools have thoroughly perverted and politicized the history curriculum, “balancing” any notion of American greatness, uniqueness, and benignity (when those notions aren’t excised altogether) with immaterial nonsense like “Washington owned slaves!” and other such irrelevancies, and that’s no accident. It’s resoundingly evident that any lasting reversal of the cultural enervation the Left has deliberately inflicted on us must begin with instilling a proper appreciation for Western civilization, its achievements, and the intellectual and artistic roots of its unprecedented success in young minds.

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As popular as hemorrhoids

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

Why yes, we were and I did.

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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All cucked out

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

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

Because that’s not who we are…

Because we’re better than that…

Because…our principles!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But that never seemed to happen.

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

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

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

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

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

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