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Emboldened, and all-in

So you probably know by know about the latest Lefty restaurant attack, this one merely verbal, launched by some slime-encrusted, mentally unbalanced pustule against Tucker Carlson’s daughter. Naturally, sewer-crawling lawyer Michael Avenatti has involved himself, “investigating” the risible charge that Carlson “assaulted” said pustule in retaliation for cruelly browbeating his daughter. That’s the backstory; I’ll let Steyn take it from there:

While we’re on the subject of Tucker: The thing about Michael Avenatti, the Creepy Porn Lawyer, is that he’s better at being creepy than at being a lawyer. In fact ,he’s an even crappier lawyer than Eric M George, which is kind of impressive and a point to bear in mind if you’re thinking of retaining his services: So, while Creepy is planning his presidential run, his most famous client Stormy Daniels is broke and working cheap strip joints following the dismissal of her meritless defamation suit against Trump, after which Judge Otero additionally ordered Stormy to pay the President’s legal fees. That’s extremely rare in America: a penniless nobody has to have a real stinker of a case to get stuck with paying for a billionaire’s lawyers. But that’s how good a job Avenatti did. Creepy’s second most famous client, Julie Swetnick, swore that Brett Kavanaugh organized drug-and-gang-rape parties in the Eighties, and she’s now been referred to the Department of Justice for criminal investigation. So Creepy Porn Lawyer is moving on. Hence this Saturday night Tweet:

We are investigating an alleged assault on a gay latino immigrant committed by T. Carlson.

On TV last week, after the mob besieged Tucker’s home an hour before the show when he was already at the studio, Brian Kilmeade asked him about how he felt about not being there to protect his wife, and then qualified the question by conceding that it was a little, in Brian’s word, “retro”. And Tucker said something to the effect that he wouldn’t want to live in a society where men didn’t instinctively want to protect their wives. Likewise, I wouldn’t want to live in a society where men and boys didn’t instinctively want to defend their daughters and sisters in the face of provocations like the above. “Retro” as it might be, I would certainly punch out any guy who said anything remotely close to that to my own daughter. Because the alternative – accepting it and continuing through to the desserts and digestifs as if nothing has happened – is unconscionable, not just for the individuals concerned but for the broader culture.

This is where all the “safe space” “micro-aggression” “hate speech” rubbish leads. Tucker and this guy don’t know each other; they have no personal relationship; they differ only on matters of public policy – on immigration or sexual identity politics or whatever the hell his bugbear is. But, if your reaction to a fellow who advocates a different immigration policy is to go after his teenage daughter, you’re a goon who’s making any kind of public discourse impossible – indeed, making democratic politics and representative government impossible. The left is going to have to re-learn how to debate – the issues, that is, not whether the chap raising the issue has a “whore” for a daughter. Because the alternative, the way these morons are going, is civil war.

It’s a vain hope, Mark; these filthwads aren’t in the least interested in “debate,” and will definitely not be brought around to re-learning how. We should only hope there’s still enough stalwarts on our side to bring them their civil war; to win it resoundingly; and to thoroughly grind their faces in defeat for years afterward, until all the will to violent Marxist revolution is crushed out of them entirely.

As for Carlson, if ever there was an instance of punching some bully-boy ass-welt in the face being eminently justifiable, it would have to be this one. Tucker should have beaten this coward into bloody goo and let the legal chips fall where they may. If America is so ethically adrift that it could provide a jury willing to convict a man for reacting vigorously—and appropriately—to a vile, completely unprovoked assault on his daughter, then the country is too far gone to be worth saving.

As my dad used to say, the guy was aching for a breaking; he damned sure should have gotten one, not only as a matter of simple justice but also pour encourager les autres. Every time we let another of these Lefty shitweasels slide on outrages like this, we guarantee that there will be more of it…and worse.

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Raising Stealing Arizona

Just a little bit more of this kind of “winning” will finish us off completely.

Democrat congresswoman Kyrsten Sinema was declared the winner of Arizona’s U.S. Senate race Monday night, almost a week after final midterm election votes were cast.

Republican Martha McSally showed an early lead in the race to replace Sen. Jeff Flake as one of Arizona’s two U.S. Senators, but after two days of vote counting, that lead flipped to Democrat Sinema. That lead widened as Maricopa County released batch after batch of vote results. As of Monday evening, Sinema had garnered 49.68 percent of the vote to McSally’s 47.96 percent, a difference of 1.72 percent and over 38,000 votes. Sinema had 1,097,321 votes to McSally’s 1,059,124 votes at the time.

McSally issued a video concession Monday after AP called the race for Sinema.

So, with Sinema in, Bill Nelson likely to follow, and Republican “control” of the Senate resting on the quaking shoulders of Murkowski, Collins, and (gulp!) Mitt Fucking Romney, can anybody seriously claim that we’re better off than we were before? I repeat: if this is “winning,” we could do with a lot less of it.

Update! Want to end Democrat-Socialist election fraud? Here’s how.

Enough is enough. Election after election, boxes of Democrat ballots show up in counties run by Democratic election supervisors to benefit Democratic candidates who, once they steal their opponent’s election night victory, will join the chorus warning of Russian interference in our elections. Last time I checked, there were no Russian election officials in Palm Beach or Broward counties in Florida.

Democrats have long pushed for voting ease at the expense of voting integrity, pushing measures from voting by mail, to Motor Voter laws, to same-day registration while opposing voter ID laws which requires people to show up on election day with proof they are who they say they are. They claim Voter ID laws are designed to disenfranchise voters. So does the sudden appearance of mystery ballots days, even weeks, after elections without a documented chain of custody or certainty that other ballots weren’t destroyed or that the ballots found were cast by real, live American citizens.

As election night victories seemingly slip away from GOP candidates like Martha McSally in Arizona, Brian Kemp in Georgia, and Rick Scott and Ron DeSantis in Florida, one can almost hear Democrat operatives and election officials asking the same question — how many votes does the Democrat candidate need? As in the race that put Al Franken in the Senate, recounts and lawsuits will inevitably continue until the Democrat takes the lead and then the counting will stop with nary a protest from the legacy media or the Russians.

Things like motor voter and early voting are a plague on our electoral integrity that even the Russians couldn’t dream up. Early voting is an excuse for laziness that doesn’t allow a voter to change his mind. Early voters can move to another jurisdiction or even be dead on election day. Motor voter is problematic in states that hand licenses out to illegal aliens who then can drive to the polls and vote, disenfranchising American citizens. Provisional ballots make no sense. If you can’t properly register by election day, don’t bother to show up. It is not that hard. Put down your cell phone, register, and wait for the next election. Mail-in ballots are invitations to fraud, plagued with signatures that don’t match and ballots denied depending on the election judge’s finite wisdom or political prejudice.

Just what is so hard about requiring a voter to physically show up on election day with an ID that proves they are alive, an American citizen, and who they say they are?

It’s not that it’s hard. It’s that it would screw up the whole fraudulent sham of a system. It’s a solution so simple it will never, ever be tried—because The Powers That Be don’t consider our current shitshow of corruption and malfeasance to be a problem.

Our eternal national conceit—that American elections are honestly conducted, with integrity and fairness, producing reliable results deserving of acceptance—is a delusional fairytale. That disgraceful fact has just been demonstrated for us yet again, even more blatantly and brazenly than ever before. But just you watch: come 2020, the loathsome Brenda Snipes will still be running Broward County’s elections, guar-on-teed. I’ll happily eat my damned hat if she ain’t.

Or do you really believe soon-to-be-Governor Gillum will demand her head on a pike or something?

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The monkey in the wrench

Gum up their works.

These people, these communists, these greenies who are communist red on the inside, these foreign citizens, these would-be tyrants and dictators have decided that only their views are important, only they know how to do the right thing and you are either too lazy, stupid or inbred to conceive of their magnificence and brilliance. They know who to choose for a governor, or a mayor, or a representative, or a senator and since you are too stupid to agree with them, they will just have to vote ten times more often to ensure that the right thing is done.

That is exactly how they see you, but those are just the useful idiots, the trolling dupes, the ragtag Antifa leadership, the self-righteous college graduates who actually swallowed the vomit spewed by their communist professors and assistants. They are the elementary, middle school and high school teachers and principals who look down on the poor, confused parents, who are so politically backward, they have to send messages to them on how to behave by their own children, who themselves are victims of this diabolical disease called communism, collectivism, socialism and authoritarianism.

These are the overpaid athletes who laugh at you for wanting them to at least show a modicum of respect for the nation that has taken them out of the gutters and placed them at the highest level of societal status, so they kneel when you want them to stand as an insult to everything patriotic and decent about America. They are the celebrities who have not even a smidgen of understanding of what it takes to get up everyday and go to a job you hate in order to send your child to college. They are the deep state clerks and mid-level Senior Executive Service (SES) employees who have the game so rigged none of you serfs will ever get a hint of the lifestyles you would live if they did not spend every dime you pay in taxes monitoring, recording and using illegal means of surveillance to destroy any hope you have of living a life like theirs. They will regulate you, tax you, use your money to defeat you, to defeat your candidates, offer lies and  defamations to keep you right where you are putting tax dollars in their pockets to hate, despise and some even pity you for the uninformed dolts they believe you are.

They are all communists, they are all traitors, usurpers, criminals, thieves, bullies, tyrants and the real problem is, they laugh about it. They enjoy their evil. They enjoy your pain and fear. It gives them power.

Ask yourself why banks got bailed out, insurance companies got bailed out, investment firms got bailed out, automakers got bailed out, the richest 1% kept all of their money, but not one home loan was forgiven despite the fact that companies that held the mortgages went bankrupt and in some cases no one even understood who actually held the mortgage to these people’s homes and yet they were taken from them when they had paid more than half the balance. These people might have paid $250,000 on a $260,000 loan and because they got laid off when almost every business was struggling to stay alive due to the malfeasance of bankers, stock brokers and mortgage companies, they lost their homes, homes they had spent a lifetime trying to pay off so they could retire on a marginal income. That’s what they think of you, that they can take your life savings and save the banks and they will do it again.

But, the one thing left out in all of this is one simple, undeniable fact that gives you, the individual, power over all of them, total, utter and complete power to overcome your status as a slave to their nefarious plans.

TL spells out exactly what that one thing is, and he has a plan.

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Remembrance

The best Veterans’ Day post I’ve seen has gotta be Gerard’s.

In time, I left home for the University and, in the manner of young men in the 1960s and since, I came upon a lot of new and, to my young mind, excellent ideas. A minor one of these was that it was time to stop being a ‘Jerry’ — a name I associated for some reason with young men with red hair, freckles and a gawky resemblance to Howdy Doody. I decided that I would reject my family’s preferences and call myself by my given name, ‘Gerard.’ In fact, in the callous manner of heedless boys on the verge of adulthood, I would insist upon it. I duly informed my parents and would correct them when they lapsed back to ‘Jerry.’

This attitude served me well enough and soon it seemed I had trained my bothers and my parents in my new name. Of course, I’d taken this name not because of who my uncle had been or because of the cause for which he gave his life, but for the selfish reason that it simply sounded more “dignified” to my ears.

I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley and it was 1965 and we had no truck with the US military that was “brutally repressing” the people of Vietnam. We were stupid and young and nothing that has happened at Berkeley since then has changed the youth and stupidity of its students. If anything, my era at the University just made it somehow possible for Berkeley students to think that their attitudes were as noble and as pure in their minds as they were stupid and selfish in reality. I was no longer a “Jerry” but a “Gerard” and I was going to make the world safe from America.

My name change plan went well as long as I confined it to my immediate family and my friends at the University. It went so well that it made me even stupid enough to try to extend it to my grandparents during a Thanksgiving at their home.

At some point during the meal, my grandmother said something like, “Would you like some more creamed onions, Jerry?”

And because I was a very selfish and stupid young man, I looked at her and said, “Grandma, everyone here knows that I’m not Jerry any longer. I’m Gerard and you’ve just got to get used to calling me that.”

Immediately, the silence came into the room. It rose out of the center of the table and expanded until it reached the walls and then just dropped down over the room like a large, dark shroud.

Nobody moved. Very slowly every set of eyes of my family came around and looked at me. Not angry, but just looking. At me. The silence went on. Then my grandmother, whose eyes were wet, rose from the table and said, “No. I can’t do that. I just can’t.” She left the table and walked down the hallway to her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

The silence compounded itself until my grandfather rose from his chair and walked to the middle of the hallway. He took a framed photograph off the wall where hung next to a framed gold star. It had been in that place so long that I’d stopped seeing it.

My grandfather walked back to the table and very gently handed me the photograph. It showed a smooth-faced handsome young flyer with an open smile. He was dressed in fleece-lined leather flying jacket and leaning casually against the fuselage of a bomber. You could see the clear plastic in the nose of the plane just above his head to his right. On the picture, was the inscription: “Folks, Here’s my new office! Love, Gerard.”

My grandfather stood behind me as I looked at the picture. “You are not Gerard. You just have his name, but you are not him. That is my son. He is Gerard. If you don’t mind, we will continue to call you Jerry in this house. If you do mind, you do not have to come here any more.”

Then he took the picture away and put it back in its place on the wall. He knocked on the bedroom door, went in, and in a few minutes he and my grandmother came back to the table. Nobody else had said a word. We’d just sat there. I was wishing to be just about anyplace else in the world than where I was.

They sat down and my grandmother said, “So, Jerry, would you like some more creamed onions?”

I nodded, they were passed and the meal went on. My parents never said a word. Not then and not after. And, to their credit, they continued to call me Gerard. But not at my grandparents’ house.

An incredibly moving story, and an incredible piece of writing, of which you want to read every word. And again, here’s the link to donate to Gerard, who in case you missed it was burned out in the Cali wildfires and lost everything. Help the man out if you can.

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Veterans Day

Fascinating piece on French painter Henri Farré, documentarian of the birth of military aviation.

When World War I broke out, Farré decided to return home to France and do his part. Because of his artistic skills, he was given a rather interesting military commission to depict the war on canvas. While other artists, such as John Singer Sargent, also saw duty recording events like battles and troop movements during World War I, Farré was asked to record the brand new combat sector of military aviation for posterity. It would prove to be what set him apart from all other artists working at the time.

Between 1914 and 1917, Farré traveled to battlefronts and training grounds around France, painting images of aircraft and the men who flew and maintained them. These artistic duties often brought him into great personal peril, such as serving as a gunner at the back of a two-seater airplane, trying to machine-gun a German plane while trying to keep his sketchbook clamped between his knees.

What he saw up in the clouds, as he and his pilot stared at death head-on, often affected him so powerfully that sometimes he would start painting as soon as possible after getting back on the ground, while the colors and light effects he had seen were still fresh in his mind’s eye.

The paintings Farré produced were quite varied, and don’t fit neatly into a single category. Some of the images would not look at all out of place hanging next to a piece by Childe Hassam or Camille Pissarro––all sparkling tones and azure skies. Others are strikingly, violently different, featuring deep blacks and intense flashes of red, green, and yellow, symbolizing things like incendiary bombs or tracer fire. These works exhibit the kind of quick, punctuated, but deliberate brushwork that one sees from Henri Matisse or André Derain.

In 1919, Farré published his memoir of the war, titled after the exhibition and illustrated with a number of his works. He recounted his efforts to get to know (and capture in his art) the men with whom he served, and what aerial combat was really like. It’s an absolute howl of a book, despite its very serious subject matter, because these early flyboys were a riot: tough, smart, and daring, yet sophisticated and nonchalant. Farré was a generation older than they, yet they accepted him as one of their own, because he jumped right into the gung-ho spirit of things with them.

In the book, Farré shares stories of some truly harrowing combat adventures, all the more terrifying when one realizes that there is no cover over the cockpit, no parachute, and no way to survive coming down if you get hit.

No protection from the elements either; I have an old dead-tree biography of Richtofen somewhere around here which has a picture of him suited up beside his famous blood-red DR1 just before a wintertime flight, wearing great bulky furs and cumbersome, elbow-length gloves. I bet he was still damned cold up there even with all that gear on, too. Elsewhere, Aesop wishes his beloved Corps a happy birthday with a picture of the recent MOH ceremony honoring Marine Sgt. Maj. John Canley:

When you look for another service where an 80-year old who retired 30 years ago gets his Medal of Honor, still fits his dress blues, and looks like he could still be on active duty, but don’t find one anywhere else, you’ll know what they mean about “Once A Marine, Always A Marine.”

Heh. S’truth. I’ve known a bunch of Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children over the years, and you could say the same about most of ’em. They may leave the Corps, but the Corps never leaves them.

Oh, and for slope-shouldered pussyboy dumbass Barrack Obama: that’s pronounced “core,” not “corpse,” punk.

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The more things change…

The return of Chad! Sounds like a sort of 60s-era Beach Blanket Bingo meets the Wolfman horror movie, doesn’t it? Not nearly as entertaining but twice as terrifying, unfortunately.

As I have said lo, these many years, when Republicans win elections, they have to win beyond the Margin of Lawyer. Otherwise, regardless of who won on Election Day, the Democrat always wins on Post-Election Day, because mysteriously all the missing ballot boxes found in dumpsters and recycling bins and the trunks of Democrat cars contain virtually no Republican votes. Alas, in the Sunshine State of Florida, the GOP’s gubernatorial and senatorial candidates failed to win beyond the Margin of Lawyer, and as a result we’re all discovering, two decades on, that the same institutional corruption that put US electoral integrity on a par with the Congo is still there, entirely unspoiled by progress. Everything else in the world has been transformed beyond recognition – newspapers, telephones, Bruce Jenner – but the Florida chadlands have been lovingly preserved as a wacky Recount theme park.

Steyn then goes on to reminisce, via excerpts from his columns on Al Gore’s precedent-establishing attempt to lawyer his way into the Presidency in 2000, thankfully thwarted—which in turn created a twisted sense of grievance the Left still nurtures to this very day, amounting to a loss never to be forgiven or forgotten by the Left. In fact, looking back, that defeat was probably the moment when their already-tenuous grip on sanity finally broke for good.

It was eighteen years ago that Florida’s election systems were revealed to the world as both farcical and corrupt. But here we again, with nothing changed. Because apparently Floridians – or, at any rate, their political class, like it that way.

Ain’t just Flore-duh, Mark. They’re going to steal Arizona too, and get away with it. And just like that, the Republican “victory” in holding onto the Senate will rest entirely on the backs of stalwart “severe conservatives” Murkowski, Collins, and…Mitt Romney.

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Breaking bad

Claremont’s The American Mind is thinking about Trump.

After almost three years, American progressives and the conservative Never Trumpers are no closer to understanding the man and the political situation he’s helped to create than they ever were. If we wish to make some progress in understanding him and the state of the country, we need to start from a different point of view.

Good character remains more desirable and honorable than bad character—even if bad character does not necessarily make for a bad president, nor good character for a good president. Based on his critics’ account of him, the question about Trump would seem to be, at least from the conservative point of view: how comes such a bad man to do so much good? That is, is it really the case, as the Never Trumpers’ minor premise asserts, that Trump is such a bad man? So bad that it was morally imperative to usher Hillary Clinton to the White House in his stead?

I’m reminded of Winston Churchill’s line about the socialist Stafford Cripps: “He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.” The Never Trumpers see no virtues in Trump, and admire none of his vices. The resulting portrait is a caricature, a rough, unrevealing one. No one would ever call him a moral paragon—not even the president himself. But the Trump universe theorized by the Never Trumpers is all dark matter; it doesn’t acknowledge the traits we see with our own eyes, including some admirable vices, but also his distinctive virtues, whether we choose to dislike them or not. The critics seem to prefer an explanation of Trump that is, as the cosmologists say, non-luminous.

Michael Barone’s Hard America, Soft America: Competition vs. Coddling and the Battle for the Nation’s Future (2004) is a short book with a useful distinction that begins to illuminate the phenomenon of Trump. It describes two countries, as it were. “Hard America” is shaped by the marketplace forces of competition and accountability. “Soft America” is the realm of public schools, self-esteem, and government social programs. The latter, according to Barone, produces incompetent and unambitious 18-year-olds, the former hard-charging and adaptable 30-year-olds. Somehow, uneasily, modern America includes both.

Donald Trump considers himself a kind of ambassador from hard America to soft America. Many (not all) of the asperities of his character are related to his career path. He calls himself “a builder,” and America “a nation of builders.” He knows his way around a construction site, and his virtues and vices skew to that hard, brazen, masculine world of getting things built quickly, durably, beautifully if possible, and in any case profitably. He wants to revive hard America’s mines, factories, and building sites, in the face of what he knows is the growing power of its despisers in soft America.

Trump also knows his way around a television studio. The hard reality of being a builder and landlord is combined, in his case, with being a longstanding reality-TV star. If the preceding president cast himself in the role of “no-drama” Obama, the current one plays all-drama-all-the-time Trump. From the beginning his kind of real estate verged on show business. Branding and selling his name, which have constituted the largest part of his business for a while, represented for him another step in the direction of show business. Show business is a business, however, and Trump likes to interpret what might be considered the softer side of his career in the hardest possible terms. He emphasizes numbers—the ratings, the advertising dollars, the size of his crowds. He has survived in several cutthroat industries, and intends to add politics to the list.

Whether in business or in politics, Trump disliked the airs and claims of “experts,” detached from and above the subjects of their experiments. He distrusted their glibness, too. He identified with working men and women, and promised (at least) to add jobs, to boost economic growth, to “win” for pipe-fitters and waitresses, too. He defended their Social Security but blasted the fraud of Obamacare, whereas Romney had scorned the 47%’s “entitlements” but gave Obamacare (based, you may recall, on Romneycare) a pass. Romney lacked perhaps what Kanye West would call “dragon energy.” When in a primary election he had done well among voters without a high school degree, Trump memorably declared, “I love the poorly educated.” You’d never hear Romney, nor any other mainstream Republican, say that!

These are but a few of the character traits that add up to make Trump, love him or hate him, one of our greatest and most accomplished Presidents—after not even two years in office. This is a long but REALLY good article, which serves as a springboard for several AmMind articles also taking a deeper look at Trump—including this one:

It is a testimony to the sanctimonious humorlessness of our elites that they still don’t find Trump funny. He has an undeniable knack for coming up with catchy, biting nicknames. No amount of Red Bull will ever help poor Jeb shed his “Low Energy” moniker. And who can hear Elizabeth Warren’s name and not think of Pocahontas? (Trump didn’t coin that one, but he definitely made it stick).

Though the political value of a sense of humor is considerably underappreciated, it is not, at the end of day, a great virtue. Courage is though. And here Kesler does not fully give Trump his due. He only ascribes to him “a kind of courage in defense of one’s own.” Trump, in fact, is manly. And it is his manliness, more so than his other qualities, his fame or his views that accounts for his popularity and his success — and makes up for his shortcomings and missteps.

Trump’s manliness is not that of a soldier who risks his life in combat or of a general who leads men into battle. In this regard, he is not as manly as his Secretary of Defense General Jim Mattis. Trump’s manliness is that of a man who is not afraid to say out loud what others only whisper and to incur the wrath of the ruling class for doing so. Trump is more manly than Mattis in this regard (and to almost any politician in recent memory, for that matter: if Mitt Romney had displayed half of Trump’s courage in 2012, he probably would have been President).

I don’t think it much matters to anybody whether Trump is “more manly” than Mattis—least of all, probably, to the two of them. In fact, the combination of attributes we used to call “manliness” shouldn’t be placed in some hierarchy according to which is the greater; one is either manly or, increasingly these days, one is not. No, courage on the battlefield isn’t quite the same as the courage required to stare down a powerful opponent across a boardroom table before cutting him to pieces in a hardnosed, high-stakes business negotation. But courage they both certainly are, I’d say, with their own distinct virtues and prospective pitfalls. And both are extremely valuable, and ought to be encouraged rather than denigrated.

We all know what we are not allowed to say in America. Every week brings a reminder of what happens to those who deviate from the accepted script when speaking of any of the Left’s protected identity groups. The state, it is true, does not criminalize hate speech, but public opinion does censor it. Heretics are not imprisoned — they are fired, disgraced and declared untouchable.

Not surprisingly, immigration has been Trump’s signature issue. He not only says what he isn’t supposed to say — “When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best” — he doesn’t back down when the elites unleash their fury against him for saying it. In fact, he usually doubles down — “Mexico is forcing people in that they don’t want, and they want us to take care of those people.”

By challenging the reigning consensus on immigration and not bowing to the pressure to recant, Trump teaches his countrymen a lesson in courage. Americans see in Trump a man willing to take on the elites who scorn them and to not only withstand their attacks but to fight back — often successfully. Trump doesn’t just punch — as he likes to say, he counterpunches.

Okay, enough of the excerpting, although I could easily go on and on with this one too. Just read all of the both of ’em.

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It’s complicated

Sundance with one of his usual insightful and thoroughly well-researched analyses:

CTH has received multiple requests for a review of predictable consequences as a result of the midterm election.  Thankfully, and perhaps unfortunately, we have solid references to base these predictions on – because there’s a solid frame of reference from the 2006 midterm and the subsequent consequences we saw in 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010.

If we take the empirical 2006 example as the starting point and overlay the 2018 landscape to modernize the predictive model, what results is a most likely scenario.

First, any intellectually honest review must overlay the current political environment.  In 2018 the scale of unchecked lawless behavior is a significant influence toward the differences we can expect from the last time Democrat/Marxists held congressional power. The term “Democrat-socialism”, in essence a Marxist approach, is now the dominant fuel within the professional DNC  political operations.

When the Democrats last held power in 2006, their actionable objective was toward a far-left, Saul Alinsky-type aggressive tone and influence; however, there was a need to couch that intention as they positioned Senator Barack Obama for the 2008 presidential election.

In 2006 the radicals, needed to downplay their radicalism.  In 2018 the severity and aggression of the left, as assisted by the dropping of all media pretense, no longer needs to hide the intention.  When Democrat-Marxists take control in January of 2019 they no longer need to couch the extremism, the American electorate have been prepped.

Secondly, it cannot be overstated how violent and confrontational the House of Representatives will be as soon as they are sworn in. They will work with an immediate purposeful intention. All political violence will be approved to attain their objectives. The recent behavior of Jim Acosta (CNN media), and ANTIFA toward Tucker Carlson, is now, and will be going forward, the new normal.

There will be extreme political violence.

Much, much more follows, throughout which I can’t find one whole hell of a lot to argue with. Excepting maybe this:

Lastly, future predictions: Michael Bloomberg will be the Democrat/Marxist nominee for 2020. There will be a field of candidates; but the professional Democrat machine will run the splitter strategy, and the back-room crowd who really control the elements of power have already pre-selected their nominee, Michael Bloomberg. Marxists always have the plan mapped out well in advance. (A woman will be the VP nominee)

Well, that last is a pretty safe bet, anyway. The idea that the Treasoncrats have already rigged their primary system is by no means a stretch, but Bloomberg? Ehhh, I dunno. A commenter suggests someone I agree might be a more likely choice, and also provides a credible rationale:

I do not believe Michael Bloomberg will be “The Chosen.” He may well be a sacrificial anode for the real candidate to draw critics away from the real prize, but I don’t believe the Marxist party (democrat) will ever again place a white male on their top ticket, nor advertise their choice before it becomes absolutely necessary.

Look closely. There has been a player lurking around the edges …staying out of the fray. Someone with experience, and mass appeal. I believe that person will be Deval Patrick. …And, in my opinion, he’s being personally groomed by none other than our 44th president.

Of course, using logic to predict the behavior of lunatics doesn’t always work too well…

Update! Looks like Doomberg is all in.

In the final days of this election, Bloomberg just invested $5 million to air, twice nationally, a two-minute ad for the Democratic Party that features Bloomberg himself denouncing the “fear-mongering,” and “shouting and hysterics” coming out of Washington.

That $5 million ad buy was only Bloomberg’s latest contribution to the Democratic Party during an election campaign into which he had already plunged $110 million of his own money.

Contributions of this magnitude support the idea that Bloomberg will seek the presidential nomination as a Democrat. With resources like this at his disposal, and a willingness to spend into the hundreds of millions, he could last in the primaries as long as he wants.

With the energy of the Democratic Party coming from militants, minorities and millennials, would these true believers rally to a 76-year-old Manhattan media magnate who wants to make their party more centrist and problem-solving, and to start beavering away at cutting the deficit?

Guess we’re going to find out. As absurd as it may seem, it’s no more absurd than Americans—on the heels of enjoying an unprecedented renaissance after eight years of suffering under the Obama economic MIRACLE!™—turning right around and rewarding the Democrat Socialists for years of assault, attempted murder, treason, rioting, corruption, insults, harrassment, and a carnival of obstreperous freaks and degenerates screaming themselves purple at them.

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Tragic

Gerard Van Der Leun is an old and dear friend of ours here at CF, and I’m very saddened to learn that he’s just suffered a devastating loss due to the Cali fires:

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From a subsequent post:

Today I have to start to replace the basics. The inventory of needful things and obscure objects is long and spotty. As I said above, no briefs have I. Nor spare socks. Nor toothbrush. Nor corkscrew. Nor any one of a thousand trivial things that form the tools of life and the shell of the self. Nor things like the photograph of my one daughter when she was small enough to rest there along my forearm. Losses one shrugs at and losses that make me weep here in the dawn.

What I do have is the love and the generosity of my cherished friends and readers. It is more wonderful and more widespread than I ever could have imagined. I will be weeks thanking all but my gratitude is deep and abiding.

What I do have is this small unknowing black cat sleeping curled at my side after our ride out of the fire.

What I do have is my mother sleeping quietly in the next room, her breathing soft and low as her life is fine and bright.

What I do have is my mother’s warm and settled apartment she has lived in for nearly 40 years. Others are sleeping in shelters, churches, RVs, and tents.

At the end of things we can, I think, come yet again to know  — as we know and forget and know and again forget so many times — that Paradise is not a place that lasts forever here on Earth, but something that exists in the hearts of good people that hold their holy light within and, when that light is called forth, let it shine through.

My heart breaks for the man, it truly does. But at the same time, his abiding positive attitude and ability to hold his blessings at the forefront of his awareness with gratitude rather than lapsing into inconsolable grief and self-pity is inspiring, and says so much about Gerard’s character and grit. I can only sit back in awe and admiration at such resilience in the immediate aftermath of disaster. You can donate something to help him out here, and I urge you to consider doing so if you possibly can.

Gerard, my friend, you’re one of the good guys. May God bless you and keep you in this most trying time. I’ll keep this post up top for a few days, so’s our less frequent visitors don’t miss it.

(Via WRSA)

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Dumbshow for mouth-breathers

Did I say the country was finished a minute ago? Amend that; it’s a fucking sick joke.

Turns out former FBI Director James Comey talked about sensitive government business on his personal email routinely, according to new documents turned up by the Cause of Action Institute (COAI) under the Freedom of Information Act (FOIA).

Here’s the key: “The FBI reviewed 526 pages, released only 156 pages, and withheld 370 pages in full. Notably, the FBI withheld seven emails under the FOIA’s law enforcement exemption, which applies only where the government can show that (1) a law enforcement proceeding is pending or prospective, and (2) release of information about that proceeding could reasonably be expected to cause some articulable harm,” COAI said.

“Some articulable harm”? REALLY? What kind of harm? To whom? The covers-all-bases bolded bafflegab renders the FOIA entirely meaningless, an obscenity.

I find myself wondering at what point it was that we overtook Once-Great Britain in the race to the nadir of decay, disgrace, futility, and abomination, leaving the Limeys in our malodorous dust.

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Whatcha gonna do?

*Crickets*

Broward County Riot Police removed Rep. Matt Gaetz (R-FL) from filming county officials secretly moving boxes in and out of Broward County election offices.

Matt posted the video at 9:30 on Friday night.

They must not know Matt is a Congressman!

Oh, they know. They don’t give a shit. There’s no reason they should.

Matt Gaetz wrote: BREAKING: I took this video as the riot police removed me from where trucks were secretly loading stuff in/out of Broward Supervisors office. All this while they are violating constitutional rights & a court order! #BrowardCounty

Where are the US Marshals?

Same place the rest of us are: home on the sofa, sitting on their hands, doing nothing. Well, I guess some of us are talking big from our computer keyboards about “Second Amendment solutions”, about how the Marxists in charge are “afraid” of all those big bad guns securely locked up in gun safes all over the country, about how they’re buying more ammo that will never come out of the box, and how the shit is about to hit the fan for real, sometime real soon now. Don’t be fooled; it isn’t. This Tweet is definitive:


Yeah, “somebody” sure does. And when they don’t?

Crickets.

This country is finished.

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“No big deal. They’re just stealing an election right in front of our faces”

And brazenly laughing up their sleeves at us while they do it, too. But why not? They know they won’t be called to account.

It appears that recounts will be ordered in three Florida races: governor, Senate, and agriculture commissioner. All are currently within the margin that triggers a recount. But that’s all up in the air right now because the notoriously incompetent Broward County Board of Elections keeps “finding” new votes to count. That would be fine if elections supervisor Brenda Snipes were following the laws requiring transparency in the process, but she’s not. The ballot canvassing process, which is by law subject to public scrutiny, is clothed in secrecy as Snipes refuses to obey laws requiring her to permit observers through every step of the process. Not only that, but Snipes is making no attempt to even give the appearance that the ballot tabulating process is above board. That’s why Governor Rick Scott, who is running to unseat Democratic Sen. Bill Nelson, filed a pair of lawsuits alleging that Broward County is violating election laws. (Scott also filed a lawsuit against the Palm Beach County elections board alleging that replacement ballots were improperly created.)

“Late Tuesday night, our win was projected to be around 57,000 votes,” Scott explained to reporters. “By Wednesday morning, that lead dropped to 38,000. By Wednesday evening, it was around 30,000. This morning, it was around 21,000. Now, it is 15,000.”

According to Scott, “On election night, Broward County said there were 634,000 votes cast. At 1 a.m. today, there were 695,700 ballots cast on Election Day. At 2:30 p.m. today, the number was up to 707,223 ballots cast on Election Day. And we just learned that the number has increased to 712,840 ballots cast on Election Day. In Palm Beach County, there are 15,000 new votes found since election night.”

How is it that election officials keep “finding” new votes that, oh, by the way, help the Democratic candidates? That’s a question election officials are refusing to answer.

As I said earlier, it’s a question nobody even needs to bother asking. The answer is blindingly obvious.

This is not the first time that Snipes’ competence and judgment have been called into question. In 2016 she was caught destroying ballots during Debbie Wasserman Schultz’s primary race. A federal judge in May ruled that Snipes broke both state and federal elections laws.

And then did nothing.

At the time, Gov. Scott vowed that during the midterms, “the Department of State will send a Florida elections expert from the Division of Elections to Supervisor Snipes’ office to ensure that all laws are followed so the citizens of Broward County can have the efficient, properly run election they deserve.”

And then did nothing. Also: “competence and judgment”? This is nothing to do with either one; it’s pure malevolence and corruption. This bitch shouldn’t be fired—she should be in prison.

That Scott allowed Snipes to continue as supervisor may prove his undoing as she continues to “find” votes for Nelson. She should have been canned at the first sign of malfeasance, so why didn’t Scott get rid of her? Some say it’s because her firing would have inflamed racial tensions and resulted in mass protests in the contentious county. At any rate, she’s now in the position of essentially determining Scott’s political future.

It’s no more than he deserves, for cravenly tiptoeing around this slovenly whore’s audacious criminal behavior due to fear of provoking controversy over an irrelevant issue.

Tell me again about “the sanctity of our elections,” about American “democracy” being the envy of the world, whydon’tcha. This is 100-proof, straight-up banana-republic stuff here, folks, the pure, the blushful hippocrene itself of fraud and corruption. And the Democrat-Socialist criminal conspiracy has been doing it—not just in Flore-duh but right across the nation—for decades. And getting away with it.

Because we did nothing.

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“War for the soul of America”

And if you think that could ever mean anything less than real, true war, you’re dreaming.

The war in Washington will not end until the presidency of Donald Trump ends. Everyone seems to sense that now.

This is a fight to the finish.

Trump has been warned by congressional Democrats that if he in any way impedes the work of Mueller’s office, he risks impeachment.

Well, let’s find out.

If the House Judiciary Committee of incoming chairman Jerrold Nadler wishes to impeach Trump for forcing Mueller to fish or cut bait, Trump’s allies should broaden the debate to the real motivation here of the defeated establishment: It detests the man the American people chose to lead their country and thus wants to use its political and cultural power to effect his removal.

To a world watching with fascination this death struggle convulsing our capital, one wonders how attractive American democracy appears.

And just how much division can this democracy stand?

We know what the left thinks of Trump’s “base.”

Hillary Clinton told us. Half his supporters, she said, are a “basket of deplorables” who are “racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic — you name it.” Lately, America’s populist right has been called fascist and neo-Nazi.

How can the left “unite” with people like that? Why should the left not try to drive such “racists” out of power by any means necessary?

This is the thinking that bred antifa.

As for those on the right — as they watch the left disparage the old heroes, tear down their monuments, purge Christianity from their public schools — they have come to conclude that their enemies are at root anti-Christian and anti-American.

How do we unify a nation where the opposing camps believe this?

More importantly: why would we even want to? If you’re willing to compromise with Leftists in order to enjoy what will certainly end up being a quite brief period of phony “unity” with such, then tell me: which of the Bill Of Rights are you willing to give up?

That haven’t already been taken from you, I mean.

Via WRSA, along with a useful diagram at the end of the post to help with proper trigger technique.

Update! It’s war all right—cold at the moment, perhaps, but heating up quickly.

Moving away from the strictly sectarian, Tucker Carlson has his finger on the pulse of the left-wing speech stiflers of every persuasion who use tragedy as a justification for shutting down right-leaning opinion.

Accusing them of committing “moral blackmail,” Carlson argued the other week, “They want to take charge of what you want to say and think…until the range of free speech narrows until it resembles a CNN script.”

“This is how free speech dies,” Carlson said. A little over a week later, an Antifa mob tried to break down Carlson’s door while his wife locked herself in the pantry and called the police.

So Carlson knows what he’s talking about. And he’s right—free speech is in peril and may very well die. But only if conservatives give in to the leftist bullies instead of fighting them.

True enough. But does either Carlson or the author of this piece fully realize that “fighting” is almost certainly going to mean not merely debating or campaigning or voting, but actual, physical fighting?

Yet again, I’m reminded of good ol’ Malone:

Malone: [talking privately in a church] You said you wanted to get Capone. Do you really wanna get him? You see what I’m saying is, what are you prepared to do?

Ness: Anything within the law.

Malone: And *then* what are you prepared to do? If you open the can on these worms you must be prepared to go all the way. Because they’re not gonna give up the fight, until one of you is dead.

The Left has to date given no cause whatsoever to doubt their dedication to their cause, their absolute commitment to seeing the transformation of America into a socialist Hell through to completion. They are very close to achieving their objective and have no intention of giving up now, particularly after Black Tuesday’s gains. Malone’s statement, sobering though it is, is both wise and true. His stark question will have to be answered by each and every one of us, probably sooner than we would wish. You don’t have to like it. You DO have to live with it.

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Times a million billion gajillion

This. This right here.

It’s Time These Bastards Got A Taste Of Their Own Medicine
In case you weren’t aware of it, an AntiFa mob stormed Fox News personality Tucker Carlson’s home yesterday evening and tried to break in, ruining his oak front door in the process. They screamed and chanted outside, terrorizing his wife and children, for some time. Here’s left-wing shill, ignorant, bigoted, generally despicable waste of flesh Matt Yglesias’s reaction:

I think the idea behind terrorizing his family, like it or not as a strategy, is to make them feel some of the fear that the victims of MAGA-inspired violence feel thanks to the non-stop racial incitement coming from Tucker, Trump, etc. https://t.co/hmBTBtcTBM
— Matthew Yglesias (@mattyglesias) November 8, 2018

I agree that this is probably not tactically sound but if your instinct is to empathize with the fear of the Carlson family rather than with the fear of his victims then you should take a moment to reflect on why that is.
— Matthew Yglesias (@mattyglesias) November 8, 2018
(link to this transcription here—M)

I want this bastard to suffer. Does he have a family, or is he just another left-wing cocksucker who would never undertake the responsibility of a wife and children?

They must taste their own medicine, or the harassment will never stop.

Precisely so. These villainous scum need to be hurt, and badly. But until such time as enough of us reach the tipping point and start truly taking care of business in the only way remaining to us that will actually work—ie, harming them physically, punching back twice as hard, and, in the most egregious case, deleting these vile cocksuckers entirely—this will suffice:

Yglesias, who co-founded Vox and is a senior correspondent there, was widely criticized for his tweets, including by me. (Disclosure: Yglesias was my colleague at Slate from 2011 to 2014.) By Thursday night he had deleted them.

Before he did, however, at least one Twitter user responded by posting Yglesias’ own home address in a reply thread. The implied threat was clear: Yglesias had failed to denounce the harassment by left-wingers of a conservative media personality at his home, so now he and his family deserved the same treatment.

My favorite part? This whine:

At least two users, one of them Yglesias himself, said they reported the tweet to Twitter. Twitter responded to both by saying that the tweet didn’t violate its rules, and took no action. In an email that was forwarded to Slate, Twitter wrote: “Thank you for your recent report. We have reviewed your report carefully and found that there was no violation of the Twitter Rules regarding the posting of private information.”

And so Yglesias’ private information remained on Twitter, endorsed by Twitter, throughout Thursday afternoon, overnight, and well into Friday morning. One of the users who had reported the doxing tweeted about it and tagged CEO Jack Dorsey. Still nothing happened.

At 11:20 a.m. Friday, I emailed Twitter’s public relations department to ask for comment on the decision to allow Yglesias’ doxing. By noon, a Twitter official responded that the company was looking into it. When I checked minutes later, the tweet was no longer online.

Aww, did poor widdle Wefty get a solid dose of him’s own bullshit crammed right down his fucking throat?

Well, GOOD. Fuck you. War. To the fucking knife, until not ONE of you commie carbuncles is left standing. Not. One.

Francis is perfectly correct above: none of this shit—Antifa harrassment, #BlackLiesMurder riots, bike-lock beatings, Democrat Socialist election thievery, Enemedia lying and manipulation, serious liberal-mob threats, Deep-State coup attempts at overthrowing a duly-elected President, NONE of it—stops until our enemies suffer real consequences for their effrontery. And I do mean suffer, very damned literally. Until then, all our complaints are nothing more than wind.

Update! Steyn, a good friend of Tucker’s, weighs in.

On Wednesday night Tucker Carlson was subject to an outrageous thug assault on his home by pampered decadent “anti-fascists” and “anti-racists” who have no idea what those words mean – and that, when you’re battering on a front door and forcing the woman inside to hide in the pantry in terror, you’re the fascist.

They need to get themselves a good, hard taste of the real deal to wise their stupid, whimpering, melodramatic asses up. If we really WERE fascists, they’d all be dead already. And if they don’t figure out the advisability of leaving us the hell alone, they’ll soon end up that way anyway.

This is an appalling reflection on where our politics is headed. In recent years I’ve seen enough friends in Europe forced out of public life and into hiding by Islamic fanatics in the cause of their lunatic caliphate. To see the same template adopted by 28-year-old Navel-Gazing Studies resistance poseurs is pathetic but disturbing nevertheless. Did they mean to assault him and his family? Or were they just mouthing off? Well, they broke an oak door. But, in any case, that’s not a calculation that should be forced on even as decayed a public discourse as ours.

“An appalling reflection” it sure is…but here we are. We didn’t do it; certainly, none of us are any happier about this sorry state of affairs than Steyn is, and devoutly wish things were different. But if we have to fight them, then we have to be sure we win, and unfortunately that means doing things we’d much rather not have to do.

So be it.

These are not the poor and downtrodden: The poseur resistance is largely what Americans call “upper middle-class”, for whom identification, arrest, trial and conviction would have serious consequences. We will see whether the District of Columbia has the will to do that – or, as in other US cities, whether they’re content to cede the streets to the paramilitary wing of Media Matters.

Steyn pulled that last punch a mite; seeing as how the time for that sort of courtesy is well behind us, I feel I must correct him: they are NOT “the paramilitary wing of Media Matters.” They’re the paramilitary wing of the Democrat Socialist Party, just like the Klan used to be. Media Matters is a branch of the propaganda wing of the Democrat Socialist Party, see. The Democrat Socialist Party is the bumbershoot all those wholly-owned subsidiaries currently cower under, the parent conglomerate governing MarxoSedition Inc and all its affiliated offshoots, partners, and unindicted co-conspirators.

In all things, precision, Mark, ol’ boy.

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Good thing we kept control of the Senate!

The upper chamber is a more important hold than the House for all sorts of reasons, so it’s a good thing that…uhh, that…ummm, well…

Oh hell.

After seeming victories in the Florida governor’s race, the U.S. Senate race, and the Florida agriculture commissioner race last Tuesday, Republicans in the Sunshine State spent the last two days dumbfounded while Democrat election supervisors in deep-blue Broward and Palm Beach Counties added tens of thousands of previously uncounted votes to the statewide tally.

The newly counted ballots, which are breaking almost 3-to-1 in favor of Democrats, have triggered a likely hand recount, a machine recount, a lawsuit, a law enforcement investigation, and accusations from Republicans that Democrats are literally trying to steal the election.

Anybody out there NOT see this coming, perchance? If so, may I ask what exactly the fucking fuck is WRONG with you? But wait, there’s more:

Democratic candidate Kyrsten Sinema took the lead in the Arizona Senate race in new numbers released by the state Thursday night, flipping the race from what had appeared to be a GOP hold.

Republican Martha McSally led the vote after the polls closed Tuesday, but hundreds of thousands of ballots were still uncounted, officials said.

As the count comes in, Ms. Sinema has overcome a sizable gap.

Gee. Imagine my surprise. Over at the HQ, a question nobody should be bothering to ask anymore:

So it looks like the Democrats are trying to steal elections in Florida, Arizona, and Georgia. Arizona is completely depressing, because that one never should have been close enough to steal. But that’s another topic. My point is, why, in all of these close races with the Republican in the lead always seem to be won by the Democrat?

Because when “mistakes” and “oversights only go in one direction, they’re aren’t mistakes at all; they’re a process, a plot. The only question that truly matters now is: whatcha gonna do about it?

Which ties in with my post last night; in fact, it’s actually what I was trying to get at, in my usual half-assed, rambling fashion. More on that theme later, maybe. Meanwhile, our great President is still in there swinging despite the Black Tuesday debacle:

So the president in the air on the way to France tweets, “As soon as Democrats sent their best Election stealing lawyer, Marc Elias, to Broward County they miraculously started finding Democrat votes. Don’t worry, Florida – I am sending much better lawyers to expose the FRAUD!” The Trumpster is on the case.

He is indeed, bless him. More on all this—lots, lots more—from Ace.

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Nobody ever won by losing

Spinning Tuesday’s defeat by claiming that the restoration of the Democrat Socialist Insane Left to power, as some on our side are now doing, is somehow…well, if not a victory exactly, at least kind of a good thing?

Really? REALLY?

Sorry, guys, not seeing it here. Okay, I understand that keeping your chin up and trying to find the silver lining (if any) is generally a good and honorable thing. I get that, I really do. I even respect it; maintaining one’s dignity in the face of adversity and not whining like a little bitch—or a defeated Democrat Socialist—is also a good policy to follow, no matter what.

But let’s not kid ourselves here either: the loss of the House, along with seven governorships, is a serious blow. It’s going to cost the nation heavily, make no mistake. And gaining a couple or three in the Senate is pitiful compensation, although admittedly not nothing either.

The phrase I’m not seeing many of the sunny-side-up folks using is: lame duck. Like it or not, that’s what President Trump now is. He was always embattled, right from the very start. Now he’s hemmed in on all sides, in a seriously tough spot, way worse than before, with his room to maneuver greatly lessened. There will certainly be no second round of pump-priming tax cuts now; the gains made in restoring manufacturing and loosening the regulatory state’s stranglehold on the American economy can easily be undone by a House eager to cut off growth and prosperity. Yes, there are limits on the damage the Democrat Socialist House can do right enough. The Senate will have to go along with most of it, and there’s always the Presidential veto power too.

Trump better be prepared to use it, because he’s going to need to, and often—very likely more than any previous President ever has, in fact—if he wants to keep his nascent economic recovery humming and thrumming along.

Which, if there IS a bright side to this debacle, that’s it: Trump remains a cantankerous sort, a real fighter who relishes a down and dirty brawl, and excels at coming out on top even when facing truly daunting odds. For all the NeverTrumpTard harrumphing about his supposed lack of character, whatever hope remains is riding exclusively on that character now. He’s already showing his mettle, bless his heart. Example One: booting Jeff Sessions’ worthless ass. Example Two, even more delicious: booting Jim Acosta’s worthless ass, too.

The White House suspended press access for Jim Acosta on Wednesday after the CNN reporter had a tense exchange with President Trump during a press conference.

Press Secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders said in a statement that the administration will “never tolerate a reporter placing his hands on a young woman” — referring to a tussle for the microphone between Acosta and a White House intern.

“This conduct is absolutely unacceptable,” Sanders said in a statement.

“The fact that CNN is proud of the way their employee behaved is not only disgusting, it‘s an example of their outrageous disregard for everyone, including young women, who work in this Administration.”

Michael Goodwin has the right of it:

The conduct of a handful of so-called reporters during President Trump’s news conference was disgraceful beyond measure. This is not journalism, this is narcissism.

Actually, it’s a good bit worse than just narcissism, and it’s typical of a lot more than any “handful” of them too. I said long ago that Trump ought to toss the lot of the DC Enemedia out and simply refuse to grant them any access at all except under terms and conditions he sets, subject to revocation of even that should they put on another outrageous show of overt partisanship and disrespect like they did yesterday.

But it’s the reason behind their despicable conduct that’s the real problem here: they smell blood in the water after Tuesday’s disaster, just as Pelosi, Waters, Nadler, and the rest of the Leftard freak show do. If the Sunshine Boys on the nominal Right don’t know a defeat when they see one, the Democrat Socialist sharks surely do.

Hey, anybody remember when the Democrat Socialists were going to be taught a hard but vital lesson over the overturning of the fundamental principle of “innocent until proven guilty,” their contempt for decorum, responsible adult behavior, and the rule of law itself in the attempted lynching of Kavanaugh? Remember when that whole shitshow apparently “backfired” on them, and there would surely be a price paid for their despicable skullduggery, their brazen and intentional reduction of the Senate’s advise-and-consent function to a grotesque circus?

Guess not. But at least we know what we can expect to be standard procedure from now on, don’t we?

There’s another be-of-good-cheer argument being made here and there that I don’t quite get either, which basically goes like this: the Democrat Socialists won’t be able to help themselves and will overreach with unceasing investigations, subpoenas, and general harrassment of Trump. Simultaneously Waters, Pelosi, Schumer et al will be either unable or uninterested in restraining the lunacy of their foaming-at-the-mouth base, whose violence, confrontational sexual depravity, and overt hatred for this country, its mainstream citizens, and everything they and it represent will be exposed to Normals. The renewed push for eternal Democrat-Socialist wish-list items like open borders, gun control, tax hikes, and such, along with the rest of it, will combine to repel Real Americans. Thereby Trump’s re-election and the retaking of the House will be guaranteed.

To which I have to ask: normal Americans haven’t seen enough of that already? The Left was being subtle about it up until now? There was some way Normals could possibly have missed it, that they didn’t know? Maybe they pulled the lever for America’s version of the Raving Monster Loony Party by mistake or something? How much more of a demonstration can they possibly NEED?

Sorry guys, can’t see it. The American voter knew all of it full well, and enough of them went for the reprobates, grifters, liars, and freaks anyway to give them a win they in no way deserved—a meaningful win, not a trifling or insignificant one—one that’s going to have grave repercussions for this nation no matter how hard we try to plaster it over with smiley face stickers and feeble rationalization.

Comparisons with previous midterms, too, might be soothing to some. But that very idea is what frustrates me maybe more than anything: with Trump’s election and stunning success, it seemed that a long-overdue awakening had occurred among enough of us to solidify a new political reality for the longer term. The old paradigms had been overturned, a brand-new day had dawned at last. Finally, the monumental task of upending the malificent Deep State and repairing the destruction it had wrought could begin. With the Left’s maleficence fully exposed, there would be no turning back to the Old Order, no further need for indulgence of its deceits.

Alas, it seems plain now that those were hopeful assumptions on my part, at best premature if not outright baseless. I’m forced to reluctantly resume my longstanding previous position: that, a moment’s reprieve notwithstanding, what we’re engaged in here is still a rear-guard action, a fighting retreat, and not a bold, against-the-odds offensive. America That Was is still in the rearview, and looks further away than ever. Which isn’t to say that rear-guard actions aren’t worth the effort, or that there’s no honor in fighting them. No opportunity to unexpectedly whirl on the enemy and bloody his nose should be passed up; defiance of a hateful, contemptible foe is worthwhile for its own sake, the eventual outcome be damned. But we probably shouldn’t deceive ourselves into thinking it’s any more than it really is.

No, of course it ain’t the end of the world. We’re all fortunate enough to live in a country stable and prosperous enough that half of us can ignore politics entirely and get along just fine without engaging politically in any way. As they say, there’s a lot of ruin in a nation, and this one way more than the average.

Still, there’s no way around it: this past Tuesday, Americans had a chance to vote in favor of reinforcing and expanding a nascent national restoration. Too many of us chose to revert to decline and futility instead. And so now we get to put up with this shit again:




Sorry for the gloom and all, gang, but I just can’t find anything whatsoever to like about that.

Update! The solution, you ask? Ultimately, there ain’t but one: eliminating the Left’s iron grip on the American education system. As has been said here many times, all our problems begin there; the Left would never have been able to glom the power it has without the success of their Long March Through The Institutions. How the hell we’ll do it I’m sure I don’t know. But we’d better find a way, and fast.

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DISASTER!

Well, it would seem my confidence in a Democrat Socialist skunking tonight was…ummm, misplaced.

Well, it wasn’t the huge Blue Wave we were promised, a change in Congress on a par with the Tea Party’s “shellacking” of President Barack Obama in 2010, or President Bill Clinton’s big midterm losses in 1994. It looks more like a Blue Slosh. Or maybe a Purple Puddle. The Democrats regained some ground, but it wasn’t the overwhelming repudiation of President Donald Trump and the Republicans they were hoping for.

As I write this, it looks as if Democrats will control the House of Representatives by a narrow margin, while the GOP keeps control of the Senate. What does that mean? Gridlock.

Is that good? It just might be.

Sadly, no. What it’s going to mean is more endless Trump-bashing investigations into nothing at all; it means a return to a faltering economy as Trump’s remarkable record of success grinds to a halt under relentless obstruction; it means the brisk pace on the path to restoring America will grind to a stagger. It means lots more of this:

House Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi says today’s election results in the House of Representatives are about “restoring checks and balances” to the Constitution.

Congress and the U.S., Pelosi said, have had enough division. The midterm wins, she said, are about what a new Democratic majority means for working class Americans. Pelosi: “It’s about what a new Democratic majority means for working class Americans.”

It means this:

The 78-year-old Democrat from California, who was House Speaker from 2007 until the GOP took control of the chamber in 2011, is poised to resume that powerful position — and she wants it.

“I feel very confident in the support that I have in the House Democratic Caucus, and my focus is on winning this election because so much is at stake,” Pelosi told reporters in July. Just this month, she told The Washington Post: “Nobody is indispensable. But I do think that I am best qualified to take us into the future, protect the Affordable Care Act, to do our infrastructure bill and the rest. Stepping down this path, I know the ropes.”

And Rep. Elijah Cummings (D-MD) said a few days ago: “I expect Nancy Pelosi will be Speaker, and I believe that she will be Speaker until she decides to leave.”

Meanwhile, Rep. Maxine Waters, another California Democrat and one who has repeatedly called for Trump’s impeachment, could soon control her own committee — which would yield her the power to subpoena and control the fate of legislation.

Waters, 80, could become chairwoman of the House Financial Services Committee, where she currently serves as ranking member. The committee oversees the housing, banking, insurance, and securities industries, and Waters has offered big plans if she can bag the job.

Then there’s Rep. Adam Schiff, a true Trump hater who is beloved by the mainstream media.

Another California Democrat, Schiff could likely rise to chairman of the House Intelligence Committee, where he is now the ranking member.

Schiff, 58, said in an interview with CNN that the committee would “investigate questions involving Russian money laundering and President Donald Trump’s businesses.” Schiff said his committee would work in tandem with Waters’ focus on potential money-laundering schemes involving the Trump campaign and Russia, saying he’ll back Special Counsel Robert Mueller’s probe into alleged collusion.

Then there’s Rep. Jerry Nadler (D-NY), who would be poised to take over the House Judiciary Committee. Nadler could work with Schiff to oversee any attempt to impeach Trump.

Does it get even worse? It sure does.


Here’s what’s coming next:

The day of reckoning is finally here after two years of psychological warfare aimed at President Donald Trump and at us – the deplorables – by the mainstream media, the Deep State, the Democrats, and the rest of the Establishment. If the Democrats succeed in wrenching one or both houses of Congress from Republican control, it will put the Trump Administration totally on the defensive for the next two years. The president’s unfinished agenda will likely be stopped in its tracks. The situation will finally be a perfect matchup uniting the MSM, the Deep State, the other nefarious players, and one or maybe both houses of the Congress – key branches of the government that will be under tight Democrat control with unchecked investigative and subpoena powers.

We’re at the end point – the critical mass – of the century-long Long March to Marxism – socialism – and now Communism. The Democrats have been on this road for a long time. Twenty-five years ago, Hillary Clinton was put in charge of turning what was left of our free market health care system into a government-run socialist medicine control grid. To say then that there was communist influence in this strategy – you would have been labeled a crazy.

Today, Marxist influence on one of the two major political parties couldn’t be any clearer. I spent much of the past summer investigating Occupy ICE and its supporters, including the Democratic Socialists of America who have openly penetrated the Democratic Party. They are Marxists who teach Marxism in online courses at their official website! Their most popular DSA member, Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez, has been identified as “the future of the Democratic Party” by Democratic National Committee Chairman Tom Perez. The platform of most of the Democrats running for office this year is almost identical to the DSA’s.

Are you OK with this? Most readers of this article aren’t, but polls show a majority of Millennials are fine with it – over 50% support socialism and 7% actually prefer communism.

God Help Us.

Sorry to be so gloomy here, folks. Of course the Democrat-Socialists were going to notch some wins; I never expected otherwise, it’s just not realistic. But I did expect a solid repudiation for them, and tonight was anything but; in addition to reclaiming the House, the commie swine also picked up four governorships, albeit in deep-blue states anyway.

Nonetheless, it’s still mind-blowing to me that any American concerned about the well-being of the nation and its people could look at the incredible progress made by Trump the last two years and even dream of casting a vote for the party that was not only violently opposed to it, but also responsible for the destruction Trump had undone so quickly in the first place.

And yet somehow, here we are. This election was an IQ test all right, as Roger Simon said…and America flunked. Sarah sums the whole dismal thing up:

The dems get two years to hide whatever inky stuff has been going one with the FBI/CIA. After another two years that swamp might be permanent.

Trump is by nature a deal maker. After the first two government shut downs, he’ll meet them halfway. This will wreck our economy and yep his presidency with it. As they did with Bush in 2006, they now have a chance to wreck the economy and have it blamed on the sitting president.

Border security? What border security? Moar Dem voters, citizenship being insignificant.

Seriously, yeah Judges. Not all is lost. But this is bad, very bad. We failed to beat the margin of fraud. Maybe it was inevitable. Maybe Trump won in 16 because they seriously underestimated him.

Yeah, they threw a lot of money at this. But let’s be real, if they can win the House on promises to raise our taxes and throttle our energy production and, oh, yeah, impeach the president that finally got the economy going? We need to up our game, and somehow we need to clean up vote fraud. Which is now infinitely harder to do, since the loons got the power. No, I’m not giving up. But this is a heck of a corner we’ve got ourselves painted into.

Can’t find anything to argue with there. I wish I could, but I can’t. After committing outrage after outrage against both decency and common sense, after Kavanaugh, the hoax mail-bomber, the illegal-alien invasion caravan, radical transgender lunatics in the ladies’ room, the endless failed attempts to “get” Trump by the Deep State—after all of it, the American voter STILL saw fit to give control of the House to these amoral reprobates. So after a too-brief respite, now we’re all going right back to Mencken’s the government we deserve—good and hard.

Great. Just great.

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“Catastrophe”

And coverup.

In 2013, hundreds of CIA officers — many working nonstop for weeks — scrambled to contain a disaster of global proportions: a compromise of the agency’s internet-based covert communications system used to interact with its informants in dark corners around the world. Teams of CIA experts worked feverishly to take down and reconfigure the websites secretly used for these communications; others managed operations to quickly spirit assets to safety and oversaw other forms of triage.

“When this was going on, it was all that mattered,” said one former intelligence community official. The situation was “catastrophic,” said another former senior intelligence official.

From around 2009 to 2013, the U.S. intelligence community experienced crippling intelligence failures related to the secret internet-based communications system, a key means for remote messaging between CIA officers and their sources on the ground worldwide. The previously unreported global problem originated in Iran and spiderwebbed to other countries, and was left unrepaired — despite warnings about what was happening — until more than two dozen sources died in China in 2011 and 2012 as a result, according to 11 former intelligence and national security officials.

The disaster ensnared every corner of the national security bureaucracy — from multiple intelligence agencies, congressional intelligence committees and independent contractors to internal government watchdogs — forcing a slow-moving, complex government machine to grapple with the deadly dangers of emerging technologies.

More than just a question of a single failure, the fiasco illustrates a breakdown that was never properly addressed. The government’s inability to address the communication system’s insecurities until after sources were rolled up in China was disastrous. “We’re still dealing with the fallout,” said one former national security official. “Dozens of people around the world were killed because of this.”

Now guess on whose watch this disastrous fiasco occurred. Go on, guess.

This is simply stunning. A rollup of networks across the world — an event that began in Iran, where the Obama administration would soon enough be negotiating its much sought-after “nuclear deal framework,” and ended with numerous deaths is the kind of thing of which intelligence nightmares and national-security disasters are made. One’s first instinct is to look back and see who was CIA director during that period: Leon Panetta (Feb. 2009-June 2011); Michael Morell (acting director, July-Sept. 2011); David Petraeus (Sept. 2011-Nov. 2012); Morell again (acting, Nov. 2012-March 2013); and finally John Brennan, who served out the remainder of the Obama administration.

In other words, a lot of churn during what we now know was a tumultuous time. Oddly enough, one important national-security position experienced exactly zero churn during these years, that of Homeland Security adviser. Which chair was occupied by John Brennan, until he stepped in at the CIA.

I emphasized the incompetent asshole Brennan above, just because. But it can’t fairly be said that the buck stopped with him; it went much higher than that, of course.

The fact is, networks get rolled up all the time, especially when the controlling agency becomes complacent, or goes to the well once too often. Communication methods must always be reassessed — especially when they seem to be working — and changed. But the Obama administration’s cavalier attitude toward security basics is nonetheless shocking, and evidence of the rank amateurism with which the Obamanauts approached foreign policy and national security.

Gee, imagine my surprise. Walsh also notes that the story finally surfaced on Nov 2, and sarcastically wonders why it “got mighty little attention from the national media.” He knows quite well, and so do you.

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The pluperfect Democrat

You’ll never find a more stellar example.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Proud Boys NYC ass-whupping: the REAL story

It’s ugly, all right.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Update! In praise of the Proud Boys:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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King Cuck fesses up

Principled True Conservative™ NeverTrumpTard David French just comes right out and says it.

Ask your Democratic candidate if he or she is willing to publicly condemn New Jersey senator Robert Menendez — tried for public corruption and admonished by the Senate Ethics Committee for doing favors for a wealthy contributor in exchange for lavish gifts — the way that so many conservatives condemned (and ultimately rejected) Roy Moore.

Yeah, for the exact same kind of no-evidence, unsubstantiated bullshit that very nearly took down Kavanaugh—that WOULD HAVE taken down Kavanaugh, in fact, were it not for one President Donald J Trump, who carries more weight in his sack than any six of you NeverTrump twerptards could scare up between ya’s. Onwards.

Democrats claim that now is the time to reject the politics of personal destruction. They look at a president who calls people names, who spins out wild conspiracy theories (Ted Cruz’s father participated in the Kennedy assassination? Really?), and they demand better. I agree.

Of course you do.

Democrats decry Republican extremism and alarmism. They look at wild claims about the border caravan, wasteful troop deployments, and alarmist rhetoric about criminals and Middle Easterners. They condemn family separation. They decry Trump’s “enemy of the people” rhetoric. They believe that Trump and his allies are dangerously raising tensions in the American body politic. I agree.

Of course you do.

Ask where your Democratic candidate stands on Hillary Clinton’s rejection of civility, Cory Booker’s call for protesters to “get up in the face of some congresspeople,” Eric Holder’s declaration that “when they go low, we kick them,” or Maxine Waters’s ominous demand that “if you see anybody from that cabinet in a restaurant, in a department store, at a gasoline station, you get out and you create a crowd and you push back on them, and you tell them they’re not welcome anymore, anywhere.”

And while you’re at it, ask your Democratic candidates if the challenge of Donald Trump is so grave that they’re willing to moderate their positions on abortion, immigration, health care, gun rights, or religious liberty even in the slightest to win your support.

Why the hell should they? They’ve already got your eager-to-please ass in their back pocket. You made that perfectly clear a long time ago, and have given no indication whatsoever that they shouldn’t go right on taking your continued compliance and cooperation for granted.

I don’t claim that every Democrat fails the test of character and policy, but I do know that the Democrats in general have. They demand public hygiene even as they’re responsible for much of our political filth. They decry extremism even as they stampede to the left. And there are voices — even on the right — who would help this deeply flawed party even as it demonstrates its own profound moral bankruptcy.

There certainly are. I can put a name on one of them right fucking now, in fact.

(Via Insty)

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National IQ test underway!

Roger Simon sure has that right:

This Tuesday America takes an IQ test.  Or perhaps we should say a common sense test. Or even more a test to see the degree to which it has been brainwashed.

This test has been going on for a week or two now in early voting in rather large numbers, but the results will be in, for the most part, late Tuesday night.

You would think that with all economic indicators at or near an all-time high, unemployment at an all-time low (notably for minorities and women), wages rising as they haven’t in years, the country at peace with the threat of evil doers from ISIS to North Korea on the wane, and an incredible, indeed unprecedented, number of presidential accomplishments in 20 months this election would be the proverbial no-brainer for voters.

Depends on how many of the voters are no-brainers themselves. But if enough of them want to go back to spiralling unemployment, lower wages, higher taxes, more despair and hopelessness, laughingstock status on the international stage, undefended borders, and entire demographic segments of the population eternally dependent on the largesse of a flat-broke government—well, they’ll get the government they deserve for sure.

Unfortunately, we’ll get it too. That’s the problem with commies: they always drag everybody else down with them. In fact, their ridiculous and unworkable program depends on it.

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“Impenetrability! That’s what I say!”

More on birthright citizenship.

The Supreme Court has stated — repeatedly! — that the “main object” of the citizenship clause of the 14th Amendment “was to settle the question … as to the citizenship of free negroes,” making them “citizens of the United States and of the state in which they reside.”

Democrats, the entire media and House Speaker Paul Ryan seem to have forgotten the Civil War. They believe that, immediately after a war that ended slavery, Americans rose up as one and demanded that the children of illegals be granted citizenship!

Give me a scenario — just one scenario — where the post-Civil War amendments would be intended to grant citizenship to the kids of Chinese ladies flying to birthing hospitals in California, or pregnant Latin Americans sneaking across the border in the back of flatbed trucks.

Whether the children born to legal immigrants are citizens is controversial enough. But at least there’s a Supreme Court decision claiming that they are — U.S. v. Wong Kim Ark. That’s “birthright citizenship.”

It’s something else entirely to claim that an illegal alien, subject to deportation, can drop a baby and suddenly claim to be the parent of a “citizen.”

This crackpot notion was concocted by liberal zealot Justice William Brennan and slipped into a footnote as dicta in a 1982 case. “Dicta” means it was not the ruling of the court, just a random aside, with zero legal significance.

Left-wing activists seized on Brennan’s aside and browbeat everyone into believing that anchor babies are part of our great constitutional heritage, emerging straight from the pen of James Madison.

Because of course they did. When the Through-The-Looking-Glass Left uses the Constitution, it means just what they choose it to mean, neither more nor less. The question is, as always, which is to be master—that’s all.

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Degenerates gotta degenerate

Part of a long, LONG list.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

Twitchy reports that an outlet called Seven Days wrote:

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

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

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

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

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