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How you steal an election get a civil war

It didn’t need to be true. It just needed to work.

After the initial results of the election in November surprised the Clinton campaign, the Russia collusion hoax became the means by which Democrats would attempt to nullify votes by flipping the Electoral College electors. The effort climaxed in the days between December 9 and December 17, 2016. America came within a hair’s breadth of the 2016 presidential election being overturned through a collaboration of the Clinton campaign, the media, and like-minded public officials.

The CIA made the first move. On December 9, the CIA leaked an accusation that Russia “interfered in the 2016 election to help Donald Trump win the presidency.” On December 12, 2016, just one week before the electors were to cast the final votes for president, a group of mostly Clinton-supporting electors sent a letter in which they demanded a “briefing” from the Director of National Intelligence James Clapper. The letter appears to have been informed by the notorious Steele dossier commissioned by the Clinton campaign and other partisan misinformation. The letter cited an account of Roger Stone’s communication with Wikileaks founder Julian Assange (which was false) and asserted that Stone knew about the hacked emails before they were released (which was also false).

The letter also cited unspecified contact between unspecified Trump aides and those associated with the alleged Russian election interference. This likely is a reference to the Steele allegation that Cohen traveled to Prague to pay-off Russian hackers (which was also false). Or it may have been a reference to the Steele dossier’s claim that former campaign manager Paul Manafort coordinated communication between the Russian government and the Trump campaign (also false). The letter further claimed that Carter Page met with the Putin aide in charge of the Russian intelligence on the U.S. election. That appears to refer to a meeting between Carter Page and Igor Divyekin (which didn’t happen).

Clearly somebody dripped Steele’s poison into the ears of compliant electors to build peer pressure against the Trump electors.

But somebody blinked. On December 16, 2016, the Office of the Director of National Intelligence issued a press release acknowledging the request to brief the electors but declining the invitation to conduct it. The communique made an oblique reference to the classified nature of the underlying information. But this classification could have been lifted by presidential decree in a matter of minutes.

The real reason the electors were not so briefed might have been that insiders had already spotted critical flaws in Steele’s allegations. For example, an astute State Department official, Deputy Assistant Secretary of State Kathleen Kavalec, tipped-off the FBI that Steele incorrectly claimed the payments for the Russian interference were made through the Russian Consulate in Miami (a consulate that does not exist). Also, the FBI travelled to Prague in October of 2016 to run-down a promising arrest of a Russian hacker. It’s likely that they also used the trip to look into reports by Steele that Michael Cohen traveled to Prague months earlier to pay Russian hackers.

We now know that the Prague hacker had nothing to do with the 2016 election and that Cohen did not travel to Prague in 2016. Both Kavalec and senior Justice Department attorney Bruce Ohrwarned the FBI that Steele had transparently political motives. Ohr also knew from his own Russian source that the claim that Manafort coordinated with the Russians was “preposterous.” The briefing the electors would have received was just a regurgitation of the lies commissioned by the Clinton campaign.

Viewed in the context of the 2016 election, the present-day effort to end the Electoral College is not about amending the Constitution but about softening-up the playing field for the next post-election campaign to flip electors. By running up vote totals in states like California, Democrats can claim a moral victory in the popular vote to justify an attack on the Electoral College’s constitutional result. In this way, padded vote totals in blue states can be combined with “troubling intelligence” reports by insiders in the deep state to make the next play to overturn an “unacceptable” election result.

They came one hell of a lot closer to pulling it off than most people realize. Don’t you think for one second that their failure this time around means these slimewads won’t dare to try again, either. The only real hope of preventing the next attempt—and the next, and the next, and the next—is to see to it that the perps go to prison and don’t come out any way other than feet-first, recumbent, and at room-temperature.

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A school of fish

Don’t know why anybody would bother to even try understanding the Left. They’re uninterested in real dialogue or debate; enraged by dissenting opinion; immunized against fact; ignorant of history; incapable of logic or reason; indifferent to truth; detached from observable reality; and unalterably convinced of their own superior intelligence and morality. Their beliefs aren’t the product of reflection and intellectual rigor, but are instead dogmatic in nature—articles of faith, particularly inflexible ones, which are not usually amenable to polite persuasion. As the saying goes, you can’t reason somebody out of a position they never reasoned themselves into in the first place.

A part of every religion is ritual. Even the crudest, most simple of religions have some rituals that reinforce the belief system. Those ceremonies and rituals are physical manifestations of the shared belief. Step inside a synagogue and it is nothing but ritual and ceremony. The same is true of the Catholic Church. Old religions have had a long time to develop and fine tune their rituals and ceremonies. Without those rituals, the religion ceases to exist, just as the death of the body kills the consciousness.

That is the power of Progressivism. It is a self-contained, self-validating shared reality for the adherents. It’s why so few people break from it. More important, its immune system has evolved highly complex defenses against the way in which the Right prefers to debate. Those appeals to facts and reason are quickly turned into fuel to energize the believers into huddling closer in common defense. It’s how the Left maintains its power. It has turned the enemy’s best weapons into fuel.

It is why engaging with the Left is a tactical error. As much as dissidents like to accuse the Buckley conservatives of being controlled opposition, they never really got the value of the Buckley types to the Left. They were not their designated punching bags. They were the ritualized manifestation of the devil, the universal threat against which the Left is organized. It is a reminder of why they believe, why they must stick together and why they must fight by any means necessary.

An authentic alternative to the Left will therefore not confront the Left, but hide from it, refusing to engage in the traditional way. More important, it can never manifest in the traditional ways. Those white boys in fashy haircuts at Charlottesville were the best controlled opposition the Left has had since David Duke. They were what the Progressive prophesies foretold, thus confirming the shared beliefs of the coalition of the ascendant. It’s why Charlottesville looms so large for the Left.

The authentic alternative to the prevailing orthodoxy will have to evolve in the shadows and evolve its own immunity from the weapons of the Left. Instead of being attracted to confronting the Left, it will have to be repelled by it. The decisive weapon will be never manifesting in a way that allows the Left to anathematize it. Instead of playing the role carved out for them by the Left, the successful dissidents will seem formless and inexplicable. The people in charge will never see them coming.

Better just to shoot the dumb fucks and be done with it. They won’t see that coming, either.

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Needles: pegged

Say it like you mean it, baby.

Last week, Charlottesville, Virginia Mayor Nikuyah Walker proposed ending recognition of Thomas Jefferson’s birthday as an official city holiday. Instead, she wants the city to celebrate the emancipation of local slaves a month earlier, as “Liberation and Freedom Day.” The proposal will be brought before the city council at either its June 17 or July 1 meeting, reports The Daily Progress, a local newspaper.

Charlottesville is the home to the University of Virginia, one of the United States’s premiere research and educational institutions, which Jefferson personally designed, founded, and led after serving as the U.S. president. It is Jefferson who wrote the words that became a promissory note of freedom for all people and that this nation cashed in its own blood. It is he who helped design a nation that has secured the most freedom for the most people in all of human history. All this means nothing, say today’s rageaholic iconoclasts, because he held slaves.

Followed to its logical conclusions, this line of thinking bans the idea of greatness itself. It subsumes all good actions to any possibly connected evil actions. It insists that the most defining feature of any person is his sins. And it pretends that simply by virtue of understanding that slavery is wrong, we who live today in the West are perfectly holy, and may freely and smugly condemn every single person who has ever gone before us, and brush away every insight and achievement of human history.

Not one of these overindoctrinated underachievers who want to rid our society of all heroes is fit to shine Thomas Jefferson’s boots. They couldn’t create a nation out of scratch if they tried. They couldn’t in a million years dedicate their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor to establishing a country that would be among the first in world history end slavery through a near-suicidal deluge of its own blood, in a dedication to the words and the institutions Jefferson helped create: dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal, and seeing that their government treats them so, at the cost of a higher percentage of deaths than it cost this nation to liberate the entire globe from Adolf Hitler.

So, while Jefferson is too dead to defend himself and the benefactors of his great ingenuities too maleducated by the government of his co-creation to give him the respect he deserves, these envious, cowardly, accomplish-nothings spit on his legacy. The very freedom these people use to dig up and roast his dead corpse they would not have without him. They use the priceless treasure he bought with his life for them like a piece of toilet paper on which to wipe their fetid excrescence.

Seconded, by every last cell in my body. With this boiling-hot screed, Joy Pullman has surely penned one for the ages. Sing it with me one mo’ time ag’in:

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Shitlib cri de coeur: “Donald Trump Will Pick the Democratic Nominee”

A real hanky-wringer from the NYT. And you guys know I don’t link those lightly—or at all—unless there’s real amusement value to be had.

Every incumbent president looms large over the contest to determine his opponent, but the shadow cast by Trump is bloated beyond measure. He’s not just influencing the Democratic race. He’s perverting it. It looks and sounds little like 2016, 2012, 2008 or any other year that I can easily recall, and the main reason isn’t rising progressivism, increasing diversity or metastasizing social media. It’s Trump.

He’s altering the standards by which candidates are judged. He’s warping the lens through which they’re viewed. Everything is a response to him, a reading of him, a repudiation of him. He’s the reference point, as omnipresent in Democrats’ motivations and calculations as he is on cable news. The Democrat who wins the party’s presidential nomination will be the Democrat who fits most felicitously into a Trump-stamped and Trump-ravaged landscape, and if that Democrat goes all the way, it will be a destiny decreed largely by Trump.

Trump, for example, gets credit for the Democratic primary’s defining aspect, which is the sheer number of candidates — 23. They assessed his underwhelming approval rating,

So “underwhelming” it’s higher than both Obama’s and Clinton’s.

factored in his combustibility and decided that if ever a sitting president looked vulnerable and if any year appeared ripe for a Democratic takeover, that president is Trump and that year is 2020. The many long shots among them weren’t dissuaded by their odds, because Trump took an unconventional route to a victory that stunned him as much as it did anybody else. It suggested that the old rules were out the window and you never really know.

That’s another thing all you staid, old-guard hacks missed: the old rules ARE out the window, yet both you and the Conservative Inc NeverTrumpTards continue to purvey your turgid analyses based on those now-defunct old rules.

But the congested field is suffocating qualified aspirants who would otherwise find oxygen. It’s putting an extra premium on viral moments and supersize conceits. It’s privileging celebrity. All of that will factor into who prevails, and all of that is because of Trump.

“Qualified aspirants”? Name two from out of that pack of rabid, baying hyenas. Just two. Go on, I’ll wait.

“Electability” dominates Democratic voters’ thoughts, because many of them are more horrified by four more years of Trump than they were by four more years of his Republican predecessors.

Remarkably, Bruni just got something right, if only accidentally and not for the reason he thinks. Those Republican predecessors being part of the phony Tame Opposition, willing to roll over and pant for their masters, Democrat-Socialist voters (the ones actually alive, that is) would naturally be more comfortable with the prospect of spending a term pretending to be governed by them. They’d still scream bloody murder about “fascism” and “Hitler” and all the rest, sure. But they wouldn’t have been driven right to Bedlam’s very doorstep by, say, ¡YEB! as they have been by Trump.

There’s more, and it’s the usual noxious hellbrew of lies, distortion, sleazy insinuation, and hypocrisy the dwindling handful who still bother with the NYT at all have come to know and love, so I won’t bother with deconstructing any more of it. But taken as the wailing denunciation of reality from a broken shitlib that it is, it’s still a pleasant read nonetheless.

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COLLUSION!!!

It’s baaaack.

In the latest media-manufactured crisis du jour, the president now stands falsely accused of inviting foreign interference into our elections.

During an Oval Office interview with ABC News’ George Stephanopoulos on Thursday, President Trump said there “isn’t anything wrong” with listening to information offered up by a foreigner about a candidate’s political opponent.

“It’s not an interference, they have information. I think I’d take it,” he told Stephanapolous when asked whether it’s appropriate to accept opposition research from someone in another country. “If I thought there was something wrong, maybe I’d take it to the FBI, if I thought there was something wrong.”

The rather innocuous comments unleashed the predictable and tiresome widespread outrage.

Kelly mentions odious lizard-woman Ellen Weintraub, who uncorked a blast of self-righteousness at Trump:

“Let me make something 100% clear to the American public and anyone running for public office: It is illegal for any person to solicit, accept, or receive anything of value from a foreign national in connection with a U.S. election,” her statement begins. “This is not a novel concept. Electoral intervention from foreign governments has been considered unacceptable since the beginnings of our nation. Our Founding Fathers sounds the alarm about ‘foreign Interference, Intrigue, and Influence.’”

Back to Kelly for a small problem Weintraub would probably rather you not know about.

Weintraub’s agency continues to sit on a complaint filed 20 months ago by the D.C.-based Campaign Legal Center detailing how both committees failed to report payments to Fusion GPS, only disclosing nearly $13 million in payments to Perkins Coie during the 2016 election cycle. The funds were vaguely described as “legal services” on reporting documents.

But the FEC still hasn’t taken action on the complaint—and there might be a reason why. Before joining the FEC, Weintraub herself was an attorney at Perkins Coie, serving as “Of Counsel to the Political Law Group” according to her FEC bio.

Oooops. No conflict of interest there, no sirree. No further mention, either, of the many other Democrat-Socialists, going all the way back to Ted “Waitress Sandwich” Kennedy, who have either actively solicited or cheerfully accepted foreign offers of election-jiggering, and…HEY, LOOK, OVER THERE! A SQUIRREL!!

For his part Limbaugh asserts that, far from this being an unforced error or gaffe on Trump’s part as some have claimed, he has actually master-trolled his numbskull enemies once again:

And here we go again, folks. Here we go again. Donald Trump sets ’em up, they haven’t figured it out yet. I’m kind of reluctant to explain it here ’cause I don’t want ’em to figure it out, but I gotta explain it so that you get it. Everybody calm down here.

But it’s fascinating to watch this ’cause it – (interruption) Why do I call it a setup? Well, the reason I call it a setup is because the Democrats have actually done it! Trump is forcing these people to go on the record steadfast opposition to this while Barr and Durham are conducting an operation to find out what kind of illegal activity there was between the investigators and Russia and other foreign actors in order to sabotage the Trump campaign and then the Trump presidency.

So Trump is forcing all these people to go public here with their outrage over just thinking about doing it, saying it’s illegal, it’s unpresidential, it’s un-American, and the day is gonna come where everybody’s gonna know that the Democrats did it, that Hillary Clinton did it. And it’s gonna be very difficult for these clowns having conniption fits today to walk it all back, once Barr and Durham make their findings clear.

That’s why I think part of this is a set — Trump is not stupid. Don’t care what anybody thinks, he’s not stupid. And Stephanopoulos did not sandbag him. Stephanopoulos did not set him up, did not catch him in a moment of when his guard was down, or he was not prepared.

Well and good, I guess, but Rush is assuming that these people possess sense of shame enough to preclude them from hypocritically denouncing Trump for something they’re guilty of themselves. Ain’t no evidence to support such an assumption, not a bit of it. Quite the opposite, in fact.

There’s another angle to all this, though, that I haven’t seen mentioned yet: Trump’s flat statement that “…you go and talk honestly to congressmen, they all do it, they always have. And that’s the way it is.” People seem to be overlooking it, but I think it’s more important than some might think. What Trump did there is what he’s been doing all along: he made a simple statement reaffirming a home truth, with an offhand bluntness completely horrifying to the Business As Usual crowd, that all Normal Americans already know. It’s exactly the sort of thing that attracted people who have been longing for many years to hear such truths spoken right out loud to Trump; as such, it won’t damage their bond with him at all, but will only solidify it.

A righteous troll? Who knows. A damaging error, one that will leach support from Trump in 2020? Not on your life. Beat that dead horse as hard as they like, it will gain the Democrat-Socialists and their Enemedia rumpswabs nothing. And in the end, THAT’S the thing they still just don’t get.

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Wait, what?!?

Is there NO cherished icon from my youth that they won’t leave alone? Not even ONE?

Oh, and there’s a new Banana Splits movie. I would ask “Is this something?” but I’m pretty sure it’s not something.

I’m just linking it because, whatever.

He has the trailer, and it’s dismaying. Apparently, this cinematic abortion is rated R—for, and I quote, “horror violence and gore.”

That’s right, folks: the Banana Splits—those fuzzy, cuddly, fun-loving characters I watched with eager delight each and every Saturday morning as a wee tot—have now been “reimagined” into bloodthirsty, macabre mass-murderers. I only WISH I was kidding.

Okay, it’s an original idea, I’ll grudgingly give the perpetrators of this offense against all that’s good and decent that much. But Jesus H CHRIST, people. I mean, come the fucking fuck ON.

Sigh. Might as well take this opportunity to present Limey pop-punksters The Dickies’ rollicking remake of what I always considered to be the greatest TeeWee theme song of all time. At least this one’s a GOOD remake: light-hearted and fun, committing no just-because-I-can sadistic violence against the original. Thank God for small favors, I guess.



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Bull in a China shop

Elite Street versus Main Street.

America’s bull is loose in the China shop. President Trump has set in place a confrontation with China over that nation’s trade infractions. The shop’s elite patrons are in paroxysms, while Main Street presses their nose to the glass to watch the show. That two groups could see such different things in the same occurrence is the crux of American politics today.

For decades, Main Street America has felt the effect of the elite’s prevailing trade approach. Elites therefore cannot directly oppose Trump in attacking China; they are left only with the cursory response that they would pursue it in a better way — despite never having bothered to do so.

China’s mercantilist approach is nothing new. In Asia, Japan, and then Korea, earlier used this developmental approach. In America, a different segment of Main Street suffered each time.

The economic throwback of mercantilism seems quaint to America’s elites — its beneficiaries — but cruel to its victims — Main Streets. Undoubtedly, the elite’s perception would have been very different had China been flooding America’s markets with lawyers instead of leggings.

America is democratic to a fault. Today’s elite brands it demagogic. However, it predates America’s revolutionary origin. After, Tocqueville eloquently documented it. We have a long-held love of satirizing the elite — from the Three Stooges running roughshod through a mansion, to the Marx Brothers demolishing an opera.

For Main Street, Trump has imbued America’s innate love of such high jinks with a sense of high justice: “It is about time.” There is no little element of payback here. This is why Trump has bulled into so many china shops — NAFTA, trade with the EU and Japan, immigration — not just China. And, why so many have enjoyed watching him go.

There is a fundamental misunderstanding in American politics. The elite believe Main Street cannot see there is a bull in the china shop, or do not understand the damage he will cause. For Main Street’s part, they see and understand perfectly — and it is precisely where they want him. The real issue separating elites from Main Streets is not about where the bull is, but whose ox is being gored.

This one’s an enjoyable read, full of amusing lines that make some seriously insightful points in an almost comic way.

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DAMNED PESKY (((((JOOOOOOZ!!!)))) BLOW UP TWO TANKERS IN STRAITS OF HORMUZ!!!

The ((((INTERNATIONAL CONSPIRACY!!!)))) strikes again, trying to drag us into war again with our bestest buds EVAR, our staunchest and most reliable allies against ((((THE TRIBE!!!)))), the Iranian “Death To America” Mad Mullahs.

The United States has blamed Iran for an attack on two tankers in the Gulf of Oman, releasing video footage that it claims shows an Iranian patrol boat removing an unexploded mine from one of the vessels’ hulls.

I’ve seen speculation in certain Mouthbreathing Right comment sections that, since the limpets removed from the tanker’s hill were above the water line, this simply HAS TO BE a “false flag” op to lure the US into war with Iran, probably instigated by ((((DEM WARMONGERIN’ JOOOOOZ!!!)))). Remember this material; you will see it again on the test later.

The Kokura Courageous and Front Altair tankers were attacked in international waters Thursday, prompting the evacuation of both vessels and raising fears of further confrontation in one of the world’s most strategic shipping lanes at a time of high tensions between the US and Iran.

The explosions, which sparked a fire on at least one of the two ships, are still under investigation. US Secretary of State Mike Pompeo blamed Iran for the incident, citing intelligence assessments, the weapons used, the level of expertise required and the similarity to other recent attacks.

Another of US official told CNN that multiple Iranian small boats have entered the area where the USS Bainbridge continues to be on the scene, prompting US Central Command to issue a statement saying, “No interference with USS Bainbridge, or its mission, will be tolerated.”

However, a US official familiar with the current situation told CNN on Friday that Iranian small boats are preventing tugboats from towing away the Front Altair tanker — by being placed between the tugs and the disabled tanker.

It was actually a ((((JOOOOO!)))) boat, from Israel, no doubt.

Who could fail to see it, to question the comprehensive veracity of the ((((JOOOO!!!)))) conspiracy being behind this? I mean, really, people: when has Iran EVER declared sovereignty and control over the Hormuz straits, mined the Straits or the Persian Gulf, or threatened to block/close them?

Why, Iran has never taken a belligerent stance against the US; has no interest at all in higher oil prices and would never contemplate taking action to bring about such an increase; and is by no means involved in any so-called “Muslim terrorism” against the West—which is itself no more than a “false flag” ((((JOOOOO!!!)))) plot to turn us against our natural Mideast allies in favor of ((((YOU KNOW WHERE!!!)))).

WAKE UP, AMERICA!!

Oh, and as if all my above smart-assery weren’t enough to firmly establish the self-beclowning paranoia of the Mouthbreathing Right for you more reasonable types, there’s also this: those “UNPOSSIBLE!” above-the-waterline mine emplacements are actually pretty much the standard MO when sowing them from a patrol boat instead of having your SpecWar divers, if any, do it from underwater. But let’s not bother ourselves with facts, evidence, or the historical record here. For the ((((JOOOOO!!!)))-hatin’ Right, there’s never any need to look further than the nearest hook-nosed, greedy, world-dominating ((((TRIBE!!!)))) member for all your blame-assigning needs.

Disclaimer: I can’t see any scenario wherein I would support American boots on the ground in Iran. Nor do I wish to get involved yet again in a bootless, ennui-inducing rehash of ((((THE JOOO QUESTION!!!)))) argument here. At the same time, though, anybody who can’t (or won’t) comprehend that Iran’s Islamic-supremacist regime has been a dedicated, dangerous enemy since 1979 is a knucklehead. And any Righty who’s presently pretzeling himself into sloppy, doughy knots to find some way, any way, to manufacture some sort of Jewish conspiracy behind what is so obviously just the latest in a long, long line of Iranian provocations and/or acts of war is a damned fool.

Update! Almost forgot to include the hilariously baffling quote that closes the CNN article:

On Friday, a UK intelligence source told CNN that Britain had “no doubts” over the validity of the video released by the US Central Command. When asked about the remarks from Pompeo blaming Iran for the attack, Maja Kocijančič, a spokeswoman for the European Union, said Friday that the EU was still “gathering more information.”

“We have said repeatedly that the region doesn’t need further de-escalation it does need destabilization does need further tension and therefore we call for maximum restraint and to avoid provocations,” Kocijančič said.

Um. Well, okay, then. That certainly clears things right up all to hell and gone, don’t it?

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“How can I tell if my Labrador is male or female?” “Easy: you suck. Next”

She’s gonna be sorely missed—by me and Roger Kimball, at the very least.

Donald Trump, the president of the United States, announced yesterday on Twitter that Sarah Huckabee Sanders, White House press secretary, would be departing her job at the end of the month. He later, at a press conference about a new program to help felons reenter the work force, praised her as a ‘magnificent person’ who has done ‘an incredible job.’ Taking the podium, Ms Sanders expressed her admiration for the president and his agenda and said, tears in her eyes, that working for him had been ‘the honor of a lifetime.’

I greatly admire Sarah Sanders. I think she is a breath of fresh air. Obviously loyal to the president and enthusiastically supportive of his agenda, she did what any good press secretary does: she was an effective ambassador of the president and his agenda to a hostile country, the media. She was there partly to explain policy but also, and just as important, to smooth ruffled feathers, cater to feelings of self importance, and spin questions and objections in a direction favored by the president. She helped to provide the most flattering light for his policies and pronouncements. That’s what press secretaries do.

Many of the press reports about Sanders’s departure accused her of lying. It is certainly true that this press secretary, like every other press secretary in the annals of history, spun things for the benefit of the president. Had she not done this, she would not have been doing her job. That said, I thought Sanders was as candid as the the job permitted, not less so than other incumbents of that august office, and much more truthful than the lying press that presumed to criticize her for dishonesty.

Yep. Which is a YUUUGE part of why they hate her. They would have in any event, of course; aside from that yawning, unflattering-to-them honesty gap, she worked for a non-Marxist administration headed by an outsider they hate worse than cancer, AIDS, and the shingles combined. Worse yet, she neither flattered them, sucked up to them, nor took one second’s worth of bullshit off their worthless asses. As Roger says, she was damned good at her job; Trump’s next press sec will have some mighty big shoes to fill. Hopefully, Trump will find someone even more cantankerous and intolerant of Leftymedia nonsense to replace her. Meanwhile, Bill provides this hilarious vid by way of farewell:




Word is Sanders is mulling a run for governor of Arkansas; I wish her nothing but success with that, or whatever else she may choose to take on next.

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Ammo info

Dave from Ammo To Go emails a heads-up to a real deep-dive into ballistic-gel testing of some popular handgun calibers, with an invite to me to write up a response if I felt so moved. As I told him, beyond a lifelong personal prejudice in favor of .45 ACP over anything and everything else, I am so far from being an expert on ammunition that I can’t even see “expert” from where I’m at, although I do enjoy the occasional 9mm vs .45 brushfire you see flaring up out there once in a while.

All that said, after having a look I’m sure there are at least a few of you folks resident in CFland who will be able to glean yourselves some useful knowledge from the article, so here t’is. Enjoy.

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Reconstitution

Clown nose OFF.

Conservatives must realize that in terms of creed and culture, we are past the point of no return. It’s time for an offensive strategy.

That subhed slams a drum I’ve been banging on myself for years now. Onwards.

From my vantage, it seems as if we are already living in a hollowed-out shell of a once-great nation where there is diminishing allowance for dissent—and, therefore, diminishing possibilities for recourse. Conservatives have not met the challenge. Whether to Huntington’s standards or to Kesler’s, they have decidedly failed in the “republican task.”

If, in the early 2000s, Americans were concerned for the viability of a society wherein broken families and communities were becoming the norm, we seem to accept one now where brokenness is the norm—and our elites, at least, have just stopped pretending to care. We now reside in a kind of bizarro-land, or, as some in my generation have termed it, “clown world.”

“Clown world” is one of the of the most striking memes to emerge in the realm of online political commentary lately. Like any spicy meme, it has been copied and edited by countless different groups, including some vile ones. But its reach is the product of a simple, philosophically devastating message. “Clown world” is used to describe instances of abasement that at any other point in history, to any person of dignity, would be regarded as incomprehensibly evil or stupid—so outrageous that they must be a joke. State-enforcedsexual transition hormones for children! Drag queen story hour! Voting rights for terrorists! This is Aristophanes with a shot of Nietzsche.

The next line is so damned sweet it makes my few remaining teeth ache.

The resistance to insist on the American way, for no other reason than it is ours and that this is reason enough, has resulted in the Right’s effectual acceptance of the Left’s constantly moving goalposts of woke sensibility.

MMMMMMMMyeah; cleanup in Aisle Mypants, please. Onwards ag’in.

In other words, conservatism gave up on culture. So afraid was the Right of charges of identity-based discrimination that they gradually ceded the whole symbolic, moral, and linguistic ground to the Left, relegating themselves to the “objective” realms of economy and war.

But conservative pundits continued to emphasize disembodied principles. They delayed action. They forwent dignity for the libertine. And as nascent clown world found no substantial pushback from their supposed enemies, it metastasized into a public dogma—an evisceration and replacement of both American culture and creed.

No more. The (“small”-r) republican task should no longer be played as a game of liberal one-upmanship with progressives. What we now face is a culture and a creed subverted beyond recognition. Treating any of its distorted major features as something to be conserved would be like applying makeup to a rotting corpse.

I’d love to excerpt a lot more of this, but I’ll back off now and insist—nay, demand—that you go read all of it. Trust me, you’ll like it. Excellent work, Ms Yang.

Update! Codevilla ponders whether there can even BE a conservative resistance in the first place.

#TheResistance began as an attempt by Clinton and her staffers to explain why their unexpected electoral defeat had to be illegitimate. It burgeoned quickly into rejection of rule by voters because so many on the Left and in the ruling class rallied to it, having already decided that ordinary Americans have no right to stand in their way.

Clinton’s characterization of Trump voters as “deplorables” and “irredeemables” and Barack Obama’s description of rural Republican voters as “clingers” to Bibles, guns, and racism, has long been ruling-class conventional wisdom. This attitude is what crossed the threshold of revolution.

Because the Resistance succeeded so well in limiting the impact of the 2016 election, it solidified the Left and the ruling class’s sense of common identity and entitlement. Henceforth, the bureaucracies, the educational establishment, the judges, the corporate establishment and the media will continue to impose themselves, regardless of conservative election victories or laws, never mind the Constitution. This attitude is not the result of a policy decision, but the expression of an evolving identity.

That last line is the truly important bit: it confirms that those who still hold out hope of the Left “coming to their senses” or backing off in any way, shape, or form from their seditious lunacy are kidding themselves. For Proggy, “the political is personal”; politics has been elevated to unchallenged dominance over every least aspect of Progressivist lives, and they will never countenance any less of a commitment from the rest of us. Which brings up another burning question:

Question For Bernie: What Happens To Those Who Don’t Want To Join Your Commune?

Easy: the gulags, the Killing Fields, the Holodomor, Siberia, Auschwitz. The same thing that always happens, in other words.

Much like Hillary Clinton feeling the need to reintroduce herself to voters multiple times, Bernie Sanders has decided to tell us again exactly what democratic socialism is. Maybe the need for so much explaining indicates that voters know what DemSoc is and want no part of it.

Naahh; only the sane, well-informed ones, that’s all.

The big question that never gets addressed regarding these and other “explanations” of socialism is: Why do the self-identified “democratic socialists” feel it’s OK to force those who’d rather be free into their collective?

Because they’re smarterer than we are, being “experts” who are way more qualified than we’ll ever be to make the correct choices. They’ll decide what “correct” is; your input will be neither sought nor permitted, thanksverymuch.

The system Sanders wants to force on this country of ostensibly free people requires more coercion than that which we are already under. Without force, both real and threatened, socialist systems cannot work. They require governments to take from some and give to others. Its subjects are obligated to participate.

Feature. Not bug.

If Americans learn nothing else about socialism, they should at least know this. “The goal of socialists,” writes William L. Anderson, “is socialism — not prosperity.” In other words, the objective is to use promises of abundance and a better life to do nothing more than amass raw political power.

Precisely so. Now, with the desperate necessity of mounting an effective resistance to such horrors thus established, back to Codevilla we go.

The conservative resistance would have to be organized, openly as a revolution, by national-level political leaders, whose credible voices could not be silenced. This resistance would have two assets: state-local government backed by the people, and economic boycotts.

But rallying the deplorables would have to overcome the natural conservative reluctance to acknowledge that the Republic of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution, the republic of “all men are created equal,” is beyond our capacity now to restore. It must be understood that it needs instead to be reasserted anew.

The ruling class, unwilling to loosen its grip on America, will appeal to “the rule of law,” use its control of the bureaucracy to cut funds, its control of the media to intimidate, and might even send some federal agents to give substance to that intimidation. They might point guns. But knowing what they are up against, they dare not shoot.

America has already come apart. The conservative resistance can conserve only one of those parts.

Fine and dandy; only one part was ever worth conserving anyway. The other one can rot, its denizens and promoters to be remanded—by force, surrounded by walls and armed guards a la Escape From New York, if necessary—into their crumbling urban Thunderdomes so as to savor the fruits of their ideological “victory” to the absolute fullest.

Or we could just, y’know, shoot them all and be done with it.

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“Why Are the Western Middle Classes So Angry?”

Because reasons.

What is going on with the unending Brexit drama, the aftershocks of Donald Trump’s election and the “yellow vests” protests in France? What drives the growing estrangement of southern and eastern Europe from the European Union establishment? What fuels the anti-EU themes of recent European elections and the stunning recent Australian re-election of conservatives?

Put simply, the middle classes are revolting against Western managerial elites. The latter group includes professional politicians, entrenched bureaucrats, condescending academics, corporate phonies and propagandistic journalists.

Elites masked their hypocrisy by virtue-signaling their disdain for the supposedly xenophobic, racist or nativist middle classes. Yet the non-elite have experienced firsthand the impact on social programs, schools and safety from sudden, massive and often illegal immigration from Latin America, the Middle East, Africa and Asia into their communities.

As for trade, few still believe in “free” trade when it remains so unfair. Why didn’t elites extend to China their same tough-love lectures about global warming, or about breaking the rules of trade, copyrights and patents?

The middle classes became nauseated by the constant elite trashing of their culture, history and traditions, including the tearing down of statues, the Trotskyizing of past heroes, the renaming of public buildings and streets, and, for some, the tired and empty whining about “white privilege.”

If Western nations were really so bad, and so flawed at their founding, why were millions of non-Westerners risking their lives to reach Western soil?

How was it that elites themselves had made so much money, had gained so much influence, and had enjoyed such material bounty and leisure from such a supposedly toxic system—benefits that they were unwilling to give up despite their tired moralizing about selfishness and privilege?

It’s long past time for folks to realize that it’s better to be pissed off than pissed on. And with the advent of Trump the Disrupter and his peeling back the lid on the can of greasy grubworms that have misruled us for lo, these many years, it’s finally beginning to happen. But if one wants to seriously delve into the reasons why anger has boosted Real Americans into apoplectic orbit, look no further than the outrageous hypocrisy of double-dealing blowflies like Adam Schitt.

Democratic California Rep. Adam Schiff appears to have reversed his position on the ethics of using “stolen” information against political foes.

“It’s not OK to use materials they stole from your opponent, or to make it part of your campaign strategy,” Schiff tweeted on Sunday.

Schiff was responding to a Sunday morning interview during which Trump attorney Rudy Giuliani argued that, while he would have advised against it, “There’s nothing wrong with taking information from Russians.”

But when “the Russians” contacted Schiff in 2017, offering him information that they promised would prove compromising to President Donald Trump, he had a very different reaction.

Two Russian comedians, known as Vocan and Lexus, placed a prank call to Schiff pretending to be Andriy Parubiy, the chairman of the Ukrainian Parliament. They claimed to have recordings proving that Russian President Vladimir Putin, in an effort to force Trump to relax sanctions, was blackmailing the president with photographs of him and a model named Olga Buzova.

Schiff responded by asking, “What’s the nature of the kompromat?”

After being told that there were naked photos of Trump and the Russian model, Schiff instructed members of his staff to follow up — which they did, attempting to set up a meeting with Parubiy in order to move forward.

Because of course they did. After all, it’s diff’runt when Democrat-Socialists do it. Right, Schiff-for-brains?

Vocan and Lexus provided a copy of that email to The Daily Mail, at which point Schiff and his staffers claimed that they had known it was a hoax all along.

Uh huh. SURE you did, you suppurating pustule.

Y’know, I fret now and then over the horror that Civil War v2.0 will indubitably bring down on us. Then I read about some outlandish shit like the above, and suddenly a small, dark part of me just can’t wait for the ball to drop—when it will become open season, no bag limit on oxygen thieves like Schitt and his loathsome ilk.

New category, in honor of Schitt and pals: Kill ’em all, let God sort ’em out.

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School daze

A forgotten past will bury the ignorant.

Many of us do not know that senators were originally chosen by the state legislatures—and this change was made not that long ago. In 1913, around the beginning of the Progressive Era, the 17th Amendment to the Constitution tossed aside this critical feature of the Framers’ design, replacing it with the direct election of senators we have today.

The Founders would certainly have opposed the 17th Amendment because they would have understood that it would throw the system they gave us completely out of balance, as it, in fact, has done. It was perhaps the single change that would do the most to undo what the Founders had accomplished by means of the Constitution.

Hrrmmm; “…around the beginning of the Progressive Era,” you say? Must be a coincidence.

The Senate was once a barrier to the passage of federal laws infringing on the powers reserved to state governments, but the Senate has abandoned that responsibility under the incentives of the new system of election. Because the state governments no longer have a powerful standing body representing their interests within the federal government, the power of the federal government has rapidly grown at the expense of the states. State governments increasingly are relegated to functioning as administrative units of today’s gargantuan central government.

The Founders would say we no longer have a federal system, that the 17th Amendment in effect overthrew the 10th Amendment. Here is the 10th: “The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.”

The 10th has become a dead letter. Instead of retaining many of their powers and responsibilities as the Framers intended, the states are more and more entangled in administering federal programs and in carrying out federal mandates. These mandates are often not even funded by the federal government; the costs of unfunded mandates fall on the states.

The many new departments of the federal government that have accumulated in Washington, D.C. during the Progressive Era in which you and I now live, such as Housing and Urban Development, Health and Human Services, and the Department of Education, involve themselves in, and even direct, functions the Framers left to the states.

Direct election of U.S. senators undermined this critically important protection of liberty. The erosion of Americans’ individual liberty that has resulted is no doubt the most important consequence of the change. Many of our troubles today are self-inflicted, the result of us forgetting how the Founders’ system was designed to work and the unwise changes we have made because of our forgetting.

This ignorance is no more coincidental than the insidious 17th; it was painstakingly wrought according to a plan spelled out by a whole Progressivist pantheon of treacherous villains like Alinsky, Gramsci, and Marcuse, among many others. The doom it foreshadows is a feature, not a bug. And don’t think for a minute they’re done yet, either.

Tragically, because of our forgetting, we may be on the verge of making another mistake like the one Americans made in 1913. There is a powerful movement afoot to get rid of the Electoral College, an essential constitutional safeguard of American liberty.

As you know, each state is allotted as many electoral votes as it has senators and members of the House of Representatives. To become president of the United States, one must win election state by state. Eliminating the Electoral College and electing the president by direct vote, as the progressives are determined to do, would transform the office. Its occupant would in effect become the president of the Big Cities of America, and the last vestiges of autonomy guaranteed to the individual states by the Constitution’s electoral system would be swept away.

One more time: NOT by accident, NOT coincidence. Doubt that? Don’t.

The near sole purpose of present-day academia is indoctrination. This is a fairly bold thesis, but the evidence is in its favor.

A “bold thesis”? Really? It’s nothing more nor less than established, incontrovertible fact, seems to me, but YMMV. Onwards.

The increasingly progressive leftist agenda is sweeping through academia and conservatives are passively watching it happen.

The main indoctrination stories you hear are those of radical professors on college campuses, outlandish majors created to forward social justice movements, and, on occasion, a political outburst by a high school teacher.

Although these issues need addressing, by far the biggest – and the one that should scare everyone the most – is the silent indoctrination.

Indoctrination is no longer dependent upon the political beliefs of teachers. We are now past that. Course material is blatant political propaganda. Not just the course material for gender studies and similar. The core curricula of grade school through college.

I completed my first two years of high school at Oxbridge Academy, a private school in south Florida. My last two years at were at Laurel Springs, an online private school. This gave me a whole new perspective on bias in academia.

Although I had teachers and access to tutors, I seldom interacted with either. I thought removing interaction with an individual would reduce if not eradicate bias.

I was very, very wrong.

The removal of an instructor allowed me to see just how biased course materials are. And the discussion boards with fellow students showed me just how unaware of this others were. Unless you are involved with politics to a degree, it can be easy to miss politically motivated material.

The lack of political education in combination with the demand that students trust their textbooks as reliable sources allows the left to silently indoctrinate students.

She includes some truly appalling examples from actual textbooks that ought to be deeply shocking—but aren’t. Not anymore. Which is in itself a big problem. Bottom line:

Conservatives once laughed at radical campus politics, imagining that upon impact with the “real world,” blue-haired social justice warrior activists would have to grow up and confront the hard realities of the capitalist marketplace. Instead, what’s becoming increasingly clear is that academic leftism is metastasizing off-campus, spreading into some of the world’s largest corporations as well as institutions of culture, with graduated millennial employees as its carriers.

While the right wrestles with how to deal with big technology companies’ hostility to conservative voices on their platforms, the source of that enmity goes mostly unremarked upon: Google’s highly credentialed workforce has roughly the personal politics of a faculty lounge. Regrettably, universities don’t live up to the Las Vegas adage–what begins on campus definitely does not stay there. It spills over into every aspect of our broader culture, from complaints about actors not precisely matching the intersectionality profile of the characters they portray, to the leftward tilt of America’s corporations.

Say it with me: NOT coincidence. NOT by accident. They’re working a plan…and the plan is working.

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Shut ’em up, shut ’em down

ALL the way down.

The jury just rendered its verdict on punitive damages in the Gibson’s Bakery v. Oberlin College case.

Daniel McGraw, our reporter in the courtroom, reports that in addition to the $11.2 million compensatory damages awarded last Friday, the jury awarded a total of $33 million in punitive damages, which will probably be reduced by the court to $22 million because of the state law cap at twice compensatory (it’s not an absolute cap, but probably will apply here). That brings the total damages to $33 million. We will have the breakdown soon. The jury also awarded attorney’s fees, to be determined by the judge.

The Gibsons suffered a typical SJW Alpha-strike assault for “racism” after nabbing a couple of scumbag black Oberling students for shoplifting. The persecution campaign, intended from the start to destroy a family-owned bakery in business since 1885, was spearheaded by Oberlin College and its head, an odious, frumpy, disheveled bag of lard yclept Meredith Raimondo. After losing the case, Oberlin immediately began whining that awarding proper damages to the victims of their vicious, relentless persecution would put the school out of business for good, and I hope to God it does just that. It’s like this:

Some of the defenders of Oberlin College have claimed that the Gibsons’ were just in it for punishment on this case, and never tried to settle. That could not be further from the truth. According to Lee Plakas, lead attorney for the Gibsons’, a letter was sent before the case was filed in Nov. of 2017 asking for at least some talks on settlement and no answer was sent back (this reporter has seen it).

In early 2018, according to Plakas, two days of talks with a mediator were done, but nothing close to a settlement was achieved. In fact, the talks were initiated by the Gibson’s and “We were ready, willing and able to not have this case go to trial, but Oberlin College and their insurance company seemed to have no interest in settling this case,” Plakas said.

“As they have done throughout this case, they thought that they were above everyone else, and that the rules and working to settle such an egregious case of defaming a good family like the Gibsons’ was beneath them,” he added.

In his closer, Plakas added another stiff shot of 100-proof truth.

Why is the country watching you. Because the country agrees that what happened to the Gibsons should not happen to anyone, but could happen to everyone.

Could…and has, to far too many of us. Letting Oberlin skate would have sent a strong, clear message; this verdict and award does too—the right one.

The above report comes to us from LI’s own William Jacobson, who has done yeoman’s work on this from the start and offered a pretty pungent statement himself:

Oberlin College tried to sacrifice a beloved 5th-generation bakery, its owners, and its employees, at the altar of political correctness in order to appease the campus ‘social justice warfare’ mob. The jury sent a clear message that the truth matters, and so do the reputations and lives of people targeted by false accusations, particularly when those false accusations are spread by powerful institutions. Throughout the trial the Oberlin College defense was tone-deaf and demeaning towards the bakery and its owners, calling the bakery nearly worthless. The jury sent a message that all lives matter, including the lives of ordinary working people who did nothing wrong other than stop people from stealing.

Can’t win a war without fighting back; thankfully the Gibsons, finding themselves forced into a war they never asked for, didn’t want, and in no way deserved, fought back hard. They gave all of us a big win by doing so. As I always say: when liberal tears are flowing, it’s great news for America. Hearty congrats to the good guys, all of ’em. And to the losers: Learn to code, bitches.

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“Why is San Francisco such a mess?”

Sorry for going dark most of this week, folks. Been spending all my time trying to work out a deal on an old beater car, having been without for two months now—which definitely cramps a Door Dash-driver’s style, as one would imagine—due to a bunch of crap I ain’t gonna get into now. So, laying all that troyerik mishegoss aside, let’s clear out a few open tabs, shall we?

Lemme see, lemme see, what do we have lying around here…oh, this one looks like it could be fun.

Sooner or later, every San Franciscan is going to have to answer this question: Why is the best city in the world such a mess?

Meanwhile, everyone else is asking: Why—San Francisco inarguably being the shit-strewn Third World mess that we all know it to be—do some people there cling so desperately to the delusional conceit that it’s still somehow “the best city in the world”?

The Washington Post is the latest to be on San Francisco’s case. It was once the Paris of the West. Now it’s “Too homogenous, too expensive, too tech, too millennial, too white, too elite, too bro.”

Too complicated, too desperatively evasive, when all they had to say was: too liberal, for too long—a conclusion based on an Everest of real-world evidence provided by every other urban shithole in America run for the last five or six decades by liberals.

And everyone knows it. I heard from a woman who was one of the neighbors when I lived on 21st Avenue, years ago. She was a kid then and played with my daughters on the sidewalk — jump rope, games like that. “This is not the city I grew up in,” she wrote. “I will never come back.”

You hear that a lot from expatriate San Franciscans. They moved out for a hundred good reasons, but a lot of us loyalists stayed with the city. We still like the city — the feel of it, the small-town nature of San Francisco, the neighborhood restaurants, the corner stores, the nutty vitality of the place.

A lot of those nuts readily to be found right on the streets, if you don’t mind sorting through the stuff they’re embedded in. Kernels of corn too, I bet.

True confession: first West Coast tour time the band did way back in the mid-90s, I myself absolutely LOVED SF. I had a couple of friends there who showed me around some; the three or four Bay Area (one was in Oakland, I believe) shows we did were very well-attended and received, too. Overall, I had a great time there. I still consider it the single most beautiful city I ever did see, although I was quite surprised to find so many of the people I encountered to be stiff, prickly, standoffish assholes—this, at a time when I’d been living in New York City for several years already, supposedly the world’s capital of Rude. Not so, folks; SF was WAAAAY worse, to my great shock and disappointment.

But this is no little “cable cars climbing halfway to the stars” view of the city. People who have lived here for a long time can see clearly what’s wrong with the city. But it’s San Francisco. It’s like a romance gone awry. It’s complicated.

No, it isn’t; much as you might like to think it to be, it really, really isn’t. It’s liberal governance, producing the exact same results it does any and everywhere it’s tried.

To cope with these problems, the citizens have continued to elect weak city governments, all built on compromise and deals with competing pressure groups. At City Hall everybody is responsible for everything and nobody is responsible for anything.

Another perfectly-typical, Mark-1 Mod-0 hallmark trait of liberal governance, which is never anythink like as weak as it needs to be.

To make a complex problem worse, the city has so many rules and regulations that it has become nearly impossible to build anything.

Ahem. Typical. Hallmark. Etc. Problem NOT complex. Problem very, very simple. It’s beginning to seem jaw-droppingly incredible to me that even this poor schlub can remain oblivious to it. But now we get to the truly pitiful part.

The Washington Post is right. It’s too too. So why do we loyalists stay? Why don’t we cash out, sell our modest homes for a million bucks and buy a mansion in Broken Bow, Neb.?

It’s the people you find here. People like Fran Martin and Anne Seeman and their neighbors, who turned a neglected eyesore in an out-of-the-way neighborhood into a 6-block-long showplace called the Visitacion Valley Greenway. People like Nancy Windesheim and Joan Carson, who headed an effort to repair and landscape a one-block section of Esmeralda Avenue in Bernal Heights and turn it into a small treasure, complete with a children’s slide.

OOOOH, A SLIDE? Woooo-weee, that there’s some high-class living right there, you betcher. Why, out here in Benighted Ign’ernt Knuckledragger Hell, you only ever come across one of them thar fancy slidey-board thingies at, oh, EVERY FUCKING SCHOOL, PARK, AND PUBLIC PLAYGROUND YOU HAPPEN PAST. Usually more than just one of ’em, actually. Yes, such things are a good bit less rare than hen’s teeth to us hicks from the sticks. Only ’round these parts, you don’t have to worry about the big, steaming pile of fresh-cranked wino turd you’ll find yourself deposited face-first in at the end of the ride. That would seem to be a feature exclusive to these urban liberal utopias the poor souls trapped therein tell themselves we’re all so very envious of.

There are other people with smaller visions who built community gardens all over the city; the neighbors who put in a kids’ swing just off San Jose Avenue.

Waitwaitwaitwait: do you seriously mean to tell me that in addition to a slide, SF also boasts A SWINGSET TOO BESIDES? I can’t believe it. I WON’T believe it.

Many of these people are not native San Franciscans pining for the good old days and complaining about how the city has gone to the dogs, dammit.

They moved here because they saw something special in this place. They did a lot of work to make San Francisco better. Not just talk. Hard work.

And in return, got the same payoff doled out by liberal governance everywhere, every time: a stinking bag of shit. Just remember folks: what they’ve done for SF, they can damned sure do for you too. And fully intend to, whether you like it or not.

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Hey, TeeWee, leave them kids alone!

All in all, it’s just another brick in Lefty’s wall.

Just because adult sitcoms like Modern Family imply that one of the men in a same-sex relationship merely replaces the mother role in the public mind, that does not make it true. In fact, it is an idea that manages to be insulting to both women and homosexual men. Throughout the years of the sitcom, the audience was supposed to pretend that a real daughter being raised by two men would never quietly pine for the absent mother. The audience was supposed to ignore a primal wound. Children know that a man, no matter how nurturing, is not a mother. And since when did women allow their irreplaceable role to be so dismissed and caricatured?

I would add that children know that a woman, no matter how “masculine,” is not a father. But since the father role has already been pummeled by Western society in recent decades, the removal of the father image in lesbian “marriage” causes few to bat an eye.

And please spare me the trope about “infertile couples can’t be a mom and dad, and they’re still married.” A man and woman who cannot have children are still the image of “mom” and “dad” in the minds of little children. Two men or two women can never be so.

There are solutions to the relentless LGBT push on young children. PBS, public schools, and public libraries are taxpayer-funded. Demand that taxpayer money not go to such efforts, and stand your ground when the inevitable slings and arrows fly. The media will not have your back. Conservativism, Inc. will definitely not have your back. And the Left already hates you with a hot passion. Speak and fight for your children’s right to innocence and healthy development anyway.

The many forces arrayed against your efforts — corporate, social, and political — will vilify you as a bigot and a homophobe. So what? They label so many who disagree with them that Americans are numb to it at this point.

True, most likely, and a big part of the problem. Too many of us are numb, when what we really ought to be is goddamn pissed off. Real damage is being done to our kids, intentionally and for malign purposes. And lest any of you folks think that righteous anger over that is rooted mainly in simple bigotry or a desire to be cruel to LGBTQWERTY types:

We need to speak clearly and plainly. Romantic attraction between adults of the same sex is a purely erotic concept, not an ontological one (i.e., not rooted in a child’s being). Two men pretending to be married on a kids’ show, books about two mommies in public school kindergarten classrooms, and the general LGBT push on young children are controversial not because of “religious differences” or “intolerance.” All of this is controversial because it is wrong to push adult sexual agendas on children, period.

Annnnd bingo. Kinda difficult to comprehend how anyone could argue with that perfectly reasonable assertion, ain’t it?

But the sexualization of children—one of the most crucial core tenets of Marxist ideology right from the start, explicitly spelled out as such in The Communist Manifesto—is one of the more grotesque fronts in the Left’s ongoing war on the traditional family and the values that once upheld it, nothing more nor less. The sudden ubiquity of such sick tropes all over children’s programming is no accident. One only has to observe the near-total success of the Left’s campaign to promote and normalize miscegenation to be concerned about where this latest onslaught might end up going.

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Another day, another win

Why no, I’m NOT tired of it yet.

President Donald John Trump once again roped the dopes in the media with his Mexican tariffs.

Like Wile E. Coyote thumbing through the Acme catalog, they knew better but gave into their worst impulses.

To be sure, President Trump was deadly serious about the imposition of tariffs.

But he also knew he would not have to.

President Trump had the battle won the instant he tweeted tariff. The Mexican government did not bother putting up a fight. The words were kind and diplomatic, and the capitulation was swift and painless.

The government seized the money of human traffickers, sent thousands of its National Guardsmen to its southern border, and agreed to stop the caravans.

But the political side also had a success as President Trump watched his critics throw their grenades — into telephone wires that shot the grenades right back at them.

National Review’s editors huffed and puffed, “The president here is unnecessarily complicating his own life. He has just overseen the successful renegotiation of NAFTA, which will be reconstituted as the U.S.–Mexico–Canada Agreement (USMCA). But that agreement has not yet been ratified — not by the United States, and not by Mexico. Imposing punitive tariffs over a policy dispute unrelated to trade five minutes after negotiating a new trade pact makes the Trump administration — and the United States — look like an unreliable negotiating partner. Mexico is not wrong to resent it, and even Trump allies such as Senator Chuck Grassley (R., Iowa) are against him on this.

“Also, it’s a good rule of thumb to fight one trade war at a time. If the administration, correctly, wants to focus on China’s malign trade practices — and not just during the current dispute but over the long term — it needs good trading relationships with its allies, especially here in North America.”

Who knew there was a rule of thumb on trade wars?

Y’know, you’d think #NeverTrumpTards, having been wrong every damned time about every damned thing, would be getting tired of all the losing already. And now, after having shrieked their throats raw and bloody in indignation over the abominable, inhuman atrocity of tariffs, they find themselves looking at yet another piping-hot, jumbo-sized platter of delicious crow on the menu. It still comes down to the same thing I’ve always said it would: Trump The Disruptor.

Democrats and their allies in the media continually bemoan President Trump breaking long-standing political norms. They still seem unwilling to grasp one of the central tenets of the 2016 movement that led to his election. Yes, accepted practices and “norms” of Washington worked well for apparatchiks of the administrative state and their crony allies among big business and K Street influencers. But this crooked system failed miserably to enhance the well-being of millions of working-class Americans who therefore chose, very knowingly, to send an agitator to Washington, D.C.

President Trump has been particularly forceful in breaking protocol and bucking conventional Beltway wisdom in the international arena. For example, he scuttled our participation in the unfair Paris climate accord. He also successfully shamed NATO partners into paying their proper share of the alliance’s defense burden. In international trade, he demands reciprocity and honest dealings from China, a country that has serially abused America for decades. 

Trump also smartly confronted Mexico over its inaction regarding our volatile shared border. The recent situation there has grown totally untenable, on pace this year to send over 1 million unvetted and uninvited trespassers pouring into our country. The overwhelming majority of these people, contrary to media narrative, are economic migrants willfully abusing our nation’s generous and well-intended asylum provisions. But, because the Democrats in Congress seem to prefer a controversy to a solution when it comes to illegal migration, the internal options for Trump and his Department of Homeland Security remain limited. But thinking creatively, the president determined that our immense economic leverage over Mexico could be summoned to coax them into acting as a good neighbor. For too long regarding Central American migrants, we have allowed Mexico to transfer its temporary trouble into our permanent problem.

But President Trump warned Mexico of imminent trade sanctions unless it shared proactively in the burden of stopping this dangerous flow of people and the attendant humanitarian border crisis it caused. Predictably, critics shrieked in disapproval over the last week.

But Trump did precisely what Trump was elected to do. He saw past the prevarications of the media, the self-serving platitudes of corporate plutocrats, and the pusillanimity of purported allies in the legislature. He took decisive executive action that forced the Mexican government to honor its obligations and respect the sovereignty of our land. After all, if Mexico or any other country wants access to the crown jewel of global commerce — the American consumer market — then it must act as a responsible partner. Our nation seeks prosperity and friendship with all nations, but will not be abused. 

And, note ye well, THAT is a big part of why they loathe him so intensely. The American consumer market is by orders of magnitude the largest in the world—the most powerful economic force on the planet. Corrupt, destitute Mexico simply cannot afford to be denied access to it. Like wise China, who needs to avoid being shut out of the American market WAY more than America needs rack upon rack of shoddy, ill-fitting, poorly-made 4XXXXL cargo shorts at Wal Mart.

No, the only strange thing about all this is that Trump seems to be the only one in Mordor On The Potomac who knows it—or, more accurately, the only one to whom it matters, and who is unashamed about acting as if it mattered. Thus:

Assuredly, these steps will not end the border crisis. Longer-term, our country desperately needs reform of our inane migration laws, particularly as they relate to asylum. We need a wall. We must harness technology to better track visa overstays. But given the options available to him at present, President Trump negotiated masterfully in this confrontation. He recognizes that in the global trade “poker game” America has the strongest hand and must play like it. His steadfast refusal to accept the status quo or cower to the elites validated the hopes that tens of millions placed in him when the voted to send a “disruptor-in-chief” to the Oval Office.

I remain convinced that, try however he might, Trump ain’t gonna be getting any wall; the Ruling Class has too many ways to stymie and stall, and it’s probably the one issue they’re least likely to ever yield on. But he’s still winning anyway, and even the most trivial loss for the Democrat-Socialists is still a win for America.

Update! Desperate, defeated, discombobulated.

Trump’s success in getting Mexico to agree to do more to curb the flow of illegal immigrants through their country and into the United States should be receiving universal praise, but unfortunately, Democrats, who we all know want to see illegal immigration increase to help secure their party’s power in government, couldn’t concede that Trump’s plan worked.

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi called Trump’s tariff threat, which succeeded in its goal, a counterproductive exercise in “threats and temper tantrums.”

“President Trump undermined America’s preeminent leadership role in the world by recklessly threatening to impose tariffs on our close friend and neighbor to the south,” Pelosi, a California Democrat, said Saturday morning. “Threats and temper tantrums are no way to negotiate foreign policy.”

Ummm, actually, Stretch, those “threats and temper tantrums” are more widely known in grown-up circles as “negotiating from a position of strength,” you clown-faced buffoon.

Pelosi said she was “deeply disappointed” by the asylum provisions of the deal, which she claimed “violates the rights of asylum seekers under U.S. law and fails to address the root causes of Central American migration.”

But the most absurd comment came from Senator Chuck Schumer.

And boy, did it ever:



I’m sorry folks, but it would take a heart of stone not to laugh right out loud at that pitiful, all-thumbs attempt at spin. Again: when Democrat-Socialists are crying, America is winning.

Can’t repeat it often enough update! Sefton puts it well, especially with the closer.

Good morning kids. Start of a new week so let’s get with it. The big story over the weekend and continuing is President Trump’s yuuuge win over Mexico, who folded like a wet taco when for the first time in my lifetime a US president actually threatened to seriously punish them with tariffs if they did not stop aiding and abetting the depopulation of Central America (and their own failed kleptocratic third world shit-hole) into our country. From a purely political perspective, it represents a Nelson Muntz laugh of epic proportions to the Democrat-Left-Media Complex and their remoras in the GOP-e who claimed it would destroy our economy, it’s racist and xenophobic or who just openly hate America and have no phony excuses but are grumbling at being kicked hard in the nadlers by Orange-Man-Bad. Yes, the winning – I ain’t now ways tahr’d of it.

Heh. Good as that is, JJ knows this is no real solution, and also knows what is:

Look, we can talk about walls, and troops on the border and all the rest of it all we want. The real long-term solution is to create a virtual wall that for sure is 100% impenetrable: Disincentivizing these people from coming here in the first place. No welfare, no food stamps, no free schools, no college tuition, no free medical care, no drivers licenses…Nada del Tio Azucar, nunca. It’s bad enough that upwards of 30 million foreigners are eligible to drain our Treasury legally. But take a look at the story in the links about a blood-sucking tick convicted of substantial food stamp fraud and multiply that by millions as well and, to quote Everett Dirksen, sooner or later you’re talking about some real money. The other half of that equation, as I stated, rests with our own citizenry. Any person or business that knowingly hires illegal aliens should be punished with severe fines and serious prison time. Does that mean someone who has a lady from Guatemala come in once a week to clean the apartment? Not sure. But something like a food processing plant, garment factory (if we still have them here anymore) or other industry employing masses of illegals should be shuttered, the assets seized and the owners chucked in D-Block.

He’s right, and you know he is. Now on to a truly golden meme, ripped off from elsewhere at the ol’ HQ:

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Jeez-O-Pete, Trump yuks it up with the Queen while Her Herness can’t draw flies even at a Costco warehouse—a place hardly known for drawing celebrities to hang out there. Hope poor old Hils found herself a good deal on pallets of cheap gin to ease the pain and humiliation, at the very least.

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Gibbering baboon opens mouth, hilarity ensues

I repeat: Maxine Waters should be in a job she’s more intellectually qualified for, like cleaning hotel rooms, botching orders through a drive-thru clown head, or serving as a parking-lot speed bump.

Auntie Maxine took a breaking from calling for President Trump’s impeachment for a moment to troll him and it was an epic failure.

Low IQ Max didn’t think this through.

Dude, she isn’t capable of thought. The moron didn’t get quite the response she expected, though.



LOL get fucked, stupid bitch.

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Dead cities

Kiled by the Wrecker Left.

For one thing, so much of the president’s admittedly rough-hewn language has been purposely distorted and taken out of context by a news media desperate to prove every Republican racist. It’s an open question, therefore, whether it’s Trump or CNN who is at fault for the bad ambience around here.

No it isn’t. It’s Klavan still bitterly clinging to his fading NeverTrumpism, so I’ll let him slide this time. Nonetheless, CNN is lying, so the fault is entirely theirs. “Rough-hewn language” and flat-out, purposeful dishonesty are quite different things, neither congruent nor comparable. One is impolite, the other is…well, lying.

But laying that aside, West is essentially saying that Trump’s indifference to left-wing academic standards of racial sensitivity is more important than what he has actually accomplished for actual human beings.

Typical Leftard: his interest isn’t in accomplishing a damned thing for actual human beings; his interest is in controlling them.

Congressman Al Green of Texas says the same: “The president can be impeached for his racism and his bigotry.”

No, he can’t, neither of those things being either a high crime or misdemeanor, you muttonhead.

“Unfortunately, however, he is a beneficial bigot. Meaning he benefits a good many people and I, unfortunately, have to tell you I’m so saddened when I see people who have built their reputations fighting bigotry allowing this to persist to the extent that it has.”

Reminder regarding the boldfaced passage: The Democrat-Socialists are opposed to this. Which is way more “saddening” than whatever this backasswards doofus is wetting his panties over.

Run that around in your aching head a moment. The president is a “beneficial bigot” because his policies help “a good many people.” Is that the same as his being a not-bigot who simply doesn’t kowtow to the politically correct speech codes the left has imposed on us to keep us from criticizing their awful policies?

Because if you want to get a load of some non-beneficial non-bigotry all you have to do is visit one of America’s left-wing cities. “Rats at the police station, filth on L.A. streets — scenes from the collapse of a city that’s lost control,” reads a headline in the Los Angeles Times. The filth has gotten so bad in my town, officials are worried about the spread of flea-borne typhus and rodent-carried bubonic plague — that’s the Black Death that once wiped out a third of Europe, just so you know.

The local news station in Seattle — where left-wing governance has brought about the same sorry Angelino state of affairs — is running an hour-long documentary called “Is Seattle Dying?” and yes, it is. Nancy Pelosi’s San Francisco likewise. And in Chicago, after a single weekend in which over 50 people were shot, Jussie Smollett is now the only person in the city who hasn’t been attacked.

Heh. See, that last line is why I’m willing to cut Klavan some slack now and then.

The left spends an awful lot of energy trying to get conservatives to shut up. Political correctness, deplatforming, demonetizing, blacklisting, outrage mobs, boycotts — all dedicated to making sure that they alone get to do the talking.

But you know what? The right doesn’t even need words to make the point anymore. Just go to the Democrat-governed cities. Look out the window. Walk the streets.

Everything the left talks about is meaningless. Everything they touch turns to crap.

Sure enough. All the more reason, then, to make damned sure they ain’t allowed to touch anything important, valuable, or breakable. Schlichter gets down to the case in California:

California has morphed from paradise into a garbage state run by garbage people for their own garbage benefit and amusement. The “garbage” part is literal – once the Sierra Nevada mountains symbolized the state; now, towering heaps of trash and human waste do. Welcome to what the Democrats want for all of America. Just watch your step. Literally.

If it were not for the climate, something the liberals in charge of my state have nothing to do with as much as they think they do, it would likely be a nearly empty desert once again. But the sun shines, the beach beckons and the palm trees sway over a population of morons who keep electing proggy fascists to run the place. Which they are doing, right into the ground.

Where once people flocked to make their dreams come true, you now pay multiples more for a U-Haul heading out than heading in. The great California middle class, made up of the Normal people whose hard work and ingenuity made it the Golden State (even though Hollywood types got the publicity), is fleeing to places where they can afford to live, and where the government doesn’t hate them. 

LA, SF, Detroit, NYC, Chicago: what the Democrat-Socialists have done for those nightmare urban blightscapes, they can do for your town too—and unless you stop them, they most certainly will. As Kurt says:

California will continue to circle the drain, and barring revolution – a real one, with all the attendant bad stuff for the ruling class – there’s no coming out of it. They’re dining on zebras in the Caracas zoo and yet the socialist revolution marches on. California is no different; it’s just a decade behind the Venezuelan vanguard.

It’s doomed. And what’s important to understand is that the liberal elite wants the same thing for the rest of America. To our ruling class, California is not a cautionary example. It’s the goal for our whole country.

Are you going to let that happen? 

A better way of putting it might be: how far are you willing to go to stop them?

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When men were men—and so were boys

Remember this Steyn quote I posted yesterday?

They were young, but they were not children. Five years ago, I listened to President Obama explain from Brussels that the deserter he brought home from the Taliban in the days before the D-Day anniversary was just a “kid”. In fact, he was 28 years old. I remember walking through the Canadian graves at Bény-sur-Mer a few years ago. Over two thousand headstones, but only a handful of ages inscribed upon them: 22 years old, 21, 20…But they weren’t “kids”, they were men.

Yeah, well, about that—and about how much more bold and manly the young boys of yesterday were than the sniveling, weepy, ambi-gender SJW dorksnorts we’re afflicted with today.

Louis (sometimes styled Louie) Abernathy was born in Texas in 1899 and Temple Abernathy was born in 1904 in Tipton, Oklahoma. Their father was cowboy and U.S. Marshal Jack Abernathy.

In 1909 the boys rode by horseback from Frederick, Oklahoma, to Santa Fe, New Mexico, and back. Louis was nine, and Temple was five.

When the boys completed their Santa Fe journey, they began planning a cross-country horseback ride to New York City, again by themselves, to meet Theodore Roosevelt when he returned from his trip to Africa and Europe. They made that trip in 1910. They were greeted as celebrities, and rode their horses in a ticker-tape parade just behind the car carrying Roosevelt. While in New York, the boys purchased a small Brush Motor Car, which they drove, again by themselves, back to Oklahoma, shipping their horses home by train.

In 1911, they accepted a challenge to ride horseback from New York to San Francisco in 60 days or less. They agreed not to eat or sleep indoors at any point of the journey. They would collect a $10,000 prize if they succeeded.

After a long trip, they arrived in San Francisco in 62 days, thereby losing the prize but setting a record for the time elapsed for the trip.

In 1913, the boys purchased an Indian motorcycle, and with their stepbrother, Anton, journeyed by motorcycle from Oklahoma to New York City. This was their last documented adventure.

Now, admittedly the Abernathy kids were unusual even for their own more rugged era, sure. But here’s the thing: the manliness gap between them and their contemporaries was nothing NEAR as wide as the one between them and today’s pathetic piss-boys. Even at 10 years old, these boys out-masculine the pitiful excuses for men you’ll find in present-day college dorms, offices, or fancy-schmancy workout emporiums by a YUUUGE margin. Sadly, mass societal emasculation is what you’re buying into when first you accept the FemiLeftist premise that all masculinity is toxic, and start raising your sons accordingly.

(Hat tip for the steer to OB-KT)

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The last great act of defiance?

Time to take the gloves off.

For more than half a century, as leftist judges have preempted or nullified our efforts to govern ourselves, conservatives have staked much on the appointment of judges who would follow the law rather than legislating or administering from the bench. And indeed, the number of such judges has been growing for a generation.

But since the 2016 election, it has become clear that merely appointing good judges cannot stop what the bad ones are doing, as leftist federal judges continue to strike down one after the other of the Trump Administration’s initiatives, as well as conservative state laws.

Even if a majority of the Supreme Court were to overrule every district court judge’s usurpation once an appropriate case reached it, leftist judges would still be a major brake on one side of American public life. Until conservatives somehow stop this judicial malpractice, all the work they do to elect whomever, to pass whatever laws, to appoint more good judges, is guaranteed to be undone by some bad judge putting his seal on some leftist group’s brief.

Nor can honest, nonactivist judges provide a counterweight on the other side of political conflict. If conservative judges were the mirror image of leftist ones, there would be a cadre of them ready to invalidate the next leftist president’s every move, as well as every law and practice of California’s and other blue states’ governments. But there is not such a cohort in waiting.

Defying the reach of a federal court ruling—even one of the Supreme Court’s, never mind that of a district court—is within everyone’s power. Alexander Hamilton had made that point in Federalist 78: the judiciary’s fundamental power is neither more nor less than the power to persuade. You may be otherwise persuaded. Hamilton is clear that there is no constitutional duty to obey the courts—certainly not on policy.

Andrew Jackson applied that principle even to the Supreme Court’s decision in the specific case of the Bank of the United States in 1832: “John Marshall has made his decision; now let him enforce it!” There is no constitutional reason why any president, or governor, should forbear from carrying out a law or an executive decision just because a federal district judge’s opinion is that it violates some standard, The president or governor has his own opinion. In the final analysis, all depends on executive power, which, in turn, depends on popular support.

Kinda goes hand-in-hand with my proposition that, should the Democrat-Socialists ever be allowed to election-fraud another of theirs into the Oval Office, the correct Republican response would be to make sure that Xhe/Xhim/Whatever would face every jot and tittle of #Resistance that Trump has endured, plus a BUNCH. Alas, it ain’t gonna happen, I don’t think, any more than Codevilla’s worthy suggestion above will. Still, though, the fact remains:

Ace, of AOSHQ. has bruited the concept of The Great Divorce, that is, that the eventual upshot of the current massive divisions in America will be a near complete separation, even legally and physicially, between the urban Democrat hordes, and the rest of America and Americans.

In this scenario, the only real question is whether that separation will be accomplished peacefully, or with varying levels of violence.

I tend to think there is considerable validity to the scenario, because of the uber-narratives that dominate both sides. On the right – read “America as we knew it, and still know it in many places,” – that narrative boils down to “We just want you to leave us alone to live our lives as we wish.” On the left, the other side of that coin is embraced as religious scripture – “We want to control every aspect of your lives for your, and our, own good.”

The left, in the bubble-redoubts they believe give them control of what they also believe are “the commanding heights of the culture” – media, the educracy, majoritarian politics, the deep state, the looming corporate state, the GoogleZon technocracy – assume themselves assured of victory. This is, unfortunately for them, a sad misreading the reality, as they will, to their shock, inevitably discover.
 
The resultant mass cognitive dissonance within the left will be devastating, and is one of the principle reasons I don’t think The Great Divorce will be entirely bloodless.

And after that? This, like as not.

Should we blow everything up, just to see how we could fix it?
Don’t be asinine; of course not.
But don’t assume just because something is craptastic in the moment, it’s going to be that way forever.
That’s a four-year-old’s view of time: “everything is about me, right this minute.”
So grow up. And perhaps, take a longer-term view than just right this minute, or even until the day after tomorrow.

Don’t take my word for it. Because while no one I know would like to go live at Florence and Normandie nearly 30 years after the L.A. riots, you won’t find anyone in Normandy, France bitching too hard about the war that landed on their shores 75 years ago this coming Thursday. Go there and ask if you don’t believe me.

Ask 100 people which world they’d rather live in:
One populated entirely by rifle-toting, bible-clinging rednecks having a barbeque.
Or one populated by Emo Antifa twinks and purple-haired lesbian land whales all shrieking and moaning about how evil white mankind is, and the contest is over in five seconds.

A conflict here is almost certainly an extinction-level event for the left, for generations yet unborn.
(Whereas their victory would be the continued genocide of the unborn.
So don’t try to pretend there’s any moral equivalency between baby killers, and those who’d rather kill baby killers.)

Tell me again why we don’t just open the ball first, and prosecute that whole party now, to the hilt.

We’re already the merest momentary pause from that question becoming purely academic, and the discussion getting overtaken by events as it is.

Let the dog catch the car.
Then watch what happens to him once he’s got it, and doesn’t know what to do next, with a mouthful of bumper.

I repeat: the Leftwits now openly advocating schism, war, and genocide should be very careful what they wish for, lest they get it—good and hard, and for all time. Go ye and read the rest of it, if only for the great Mark Twain quote at the end.

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Doctor John the Night Tripper

Fare the well to a most amazing musician: Mac Rebennack, better known as Dr John. Saw him tickle the ivories solo once at a big outdoor jazz fest in downtown Charlotte, and he was truly out of this world. Back in my own piano-playing days, I could handily (ahem) play: most of Mozart’s Piano Sonata in D for Four Hands (after doing a little rejiggering of the score to make it suitable for two); all of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata; the entire catalog of Scott Joplin’s ragtime stuff, which I committed to memory; and choice excerpts from some of Vince Guaraldi’s A Charlie Brown Christmas score, picked out from a scratchy cassette recording from off the TV speaker. I could even scrape adequately by on some of Fats Waller’s stride stuff, despite being handicapped by not having hands the size of a hamhock to reach those legendary walking tenths of his.

But I could never, ever come close to mastering the rollicking boogie-woogie whose apotheosis is in the vid embedded below. And you better believe I tried; OHH, how I tried, mightily and tirelessly. I bought lesson books featuring Peetey Wheetstraw, Mead Luxe Louis, and other titans of boogie-woogie; no dice. I could get the left hand going, and I could stagger along with the right. What I just COULD NOT do was both at once. And it just KILLED me, dammit.

Dr John was an intriguing and unique character indeed; his story is nothing short of dazzling. He played with everyone from the Stones to Ringo Starr to Gregg Allman to Lou Reed to Professor Longhair to John Legend to the Black Keys to…hell, it would be easier to just list the names of people he didn’t play with. He did more than three dozen albums. He and/or his music graced many movies, radio, and TV shows. He was even featured in a comic book. The theme song to one of the best kids’ PBS cartoons, Curious George, is his.

He fought a long, hard battle with heroin, and in ’89 he finally won. He switched from guitar to piano after shooting himself in the hand. He ran a New Orleans whorehouse, and did a two year jolt in federal stir for dope. He got booted out of Jesuit High School at 16 for playing in nightclubs. In the late 60s, he somehow contrived to work voodoo costumes and rituals into his stage show.

And in 1982, he wrote and performed the score for one of my verymost favorite movies, Cannery Row. That’s where the song below came from; M Emmett Walsh’s “Mack” character banged it out on piano in the epochal party scene, right before the celebrants utterly destroyed Doc’s house. And that was more or less my introduction to Dr John, or reintroduction, maybe. I had heard his classic hit “Right Place, Wrong Time” plenty of times, of course, but never did care a thing for that one.

This here, on the other hand…whew. It grabbed me hard, hasn’t let go yet, and I pray it never does. As I told the young ‘un when I played it for her in the car for the first time earlier today: I don’t care how much of a sour old grouch you are, there just ain’t no way in the world you can feel bad listening to this. Heck, I bet it could even lighten HILLARY!™’s mood a little bit, provided she got herself on the outside of enough bathtub gin beforehand. Bill could probably make his life a lot more bearable if he tried playing it for her now and then.

My kid loved it.



Malcolm John Rebennack performed without pause throughout his entire life on this earth. He died day before yesterday of a sudden heart attack first thing in the morning. But boy, did he ever do a lot of living. Rest easy now, Doc. Heaven’s Helluva Band just upped its game to a whole new level.

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We shall not see their like again

I kinda let the D-Day and Midway anniversaries slip by me this week, but as usual Aesop has me covered with a statement that’s short, sweet, and to the point.

Over 300,000 troops from 8 countries fought at Normandy for the Allies, 75 years ago today.
Actuarially, there are but a handful of them still alive.
The youngest would be 92, and the average age would be 101.

In a few years, they’ll all be dead.
Every one of them are national treasures.

The comments sport several great war stories told by the descendents of D-Day vets. Elsewhere, another good ‘un.

The dive bomber squadron from the Hornet never found the Japanese fleet. And the squadrons from the Enterprise might not have except for the initiative and decision making of another junior officer.

Lieutenant Commander Wade McClusky had been searching for the Japanese fleet in the area where, according to his briefing, it should have been. But when he looked down from some 20,000 feet, the only thing he saw was empty ocean. He conducted a search, according to doctrine, and succeed only in burning more fuel. To the point where it would soon be either a) head back to the Enterprise or b) ditch.

A lot depended on what one fairly junior naval aviator decided to do with the time and fuel he had left. Wade McClusky had to make a decision. What course would take him to the Japanese fleet? It was all on him.

He made a call and you could say he played a hunch. An informed hunch but still, if it had come up wrong …

He had seen a spotted a single Japanese ship on the wide surface of the Pacific. It was a destroyer and judging by the distinct white wake, it was making speed.

To where and for what? McCluskey thought.

To wherever the Japanese fleet was, in order to rejoin it, he reasoned.

Using the V of the ship’s wake as though it were the point of a compass needle, McCluskey changed course. A few minutes later he and the dive bombers he led were in the wide, unguarded skies over the Japanese fleet.

The dive bomber squadron from the Yorktown arrived at almost exactly this time. The Americans attacked and the Japanese lost three fleet carriers and the initiative in the Pacific in a span of five minutes. There is nothing else like it in the history of warfare.

In the next hours of the battle, the remaining Japanese carrier was sunk as was the Yorktown.

Admiral Raymond Spruance handled his fleet both boldly and steadily. He was aggressive when he needed to be and prudent when he had to be. The workers in the yard who had made it possible for the Yorktown to take part in the fight played a big role in the victory. As, certainly, did the code breakers. And then, there were those bold decisions, made in the moment, by Waldron and McClusky, recalling the way that Chamberlain saved the situation at Little Round Top.

America seems to find people like them when they are most desperately needed.

And, one thinks, it isn’t by accident.

Nope. By the grace of God, if you ask me. Next, a lovely D Day remembrance from Steyn that also sounds a heartbreakingly sobering note.

The building on the other side of the Bénouville Bridge was a café and the home of Georges Gondrée and his family. Thérèse Gondrée had spent her childhood in Alsace and thus understood German. So she eavesdropped on her occupiers, and discovered that in the machine-gun pillbox was hidden the trigger for the explosives the Germans intended to detonate in the event of an Allied invasion. She notified the French Resistance, and thanks to her, after landing in the early hours of June 6th, Major Howard knew exactly where to go and what to keep an eye on.

Shortly after dawn there was a knock on Georges Gondrée’s door. He answered it to find two paratroopers who wanted to know if there were any Germans in the house. The men came in, and Thérèse embraced them so fulsomely that her face wound up covered in camouflage black, which she proudly wore for days afterward. Georges went out to the garden and dug up 98 bottles of champagne he’d buried before the Germans arrived four years earlier. And so the Gondrée home became the first place in France to be liberated from German occupation. There are always disputes about these things, of course: the French historian Norbert Hugedé says the first liberated building was in fact the house of M Picot. But no matter: the pop of champagne corks at the Café Gondrée were the bells tolling for the Führer’s thousand-year Reich.

Arlette Gondrée was a four-year old girl that day, and she has grown old with the teen-and-twenty soldiers who liberated her home and her town. But she is now the proprietress of the family café, and she has been there every June to greet those who return each year in dwindling numbers.

The Bénouville Bridge was known to Allied planners as the Pegasus Bridge, after the winged horse on the shoulder badge of British paratroopers. But since 1944 it has been called the Pegasus Bridge in France, too. And in the three-quarters of a century since June 6th, no D-Day veteran has ever had to pay for his drink at the Café Gondrée.

They were young, but they were not children. Five years ago, I listened to President Obama explain from Brussels that the deserter he brought home from the Taliban in the days before the D-Day anniversary was just a “kid”. In fact, he was 28 years old. I remember walking through the Canadian graves at Bény-sur-Mer a few years ago. Over two thousand headstones, but only a handful of ages inscribed upon them: 22 years old, 21, 20…But they weren’t “kids”, they were men.

Somehow, in our complacency we latter-day Americans have failed to honor the legacy of those men. But we have in no way besmirched the Boys of Point Du Hoc by our lapse; thankfully, that just isn’t within the ken of hollow, despicable worms like Obama. Nor is it within ours.

Update! Gerard takes you there.

Today your job is straightforward. First you must load 40 to 50 pounds on your back. Then you need to climb down a net of rope that is banging on the steel side of a ship and jump into a steel rectangle bobbing on the surface of the ocean below you. Others are already inside the steel boat shouting and urging you to hurry up.

Once in the boat you stand with dozens of others as the boat is driven towards distant beaches and cliffs through a hot hailstorm of bullets and explosions. Boats moving nearby are, from time to time, hit with a high explosive shell and disintegrate in a red rain of bullets and body parts. Then there’s the smell of men near you fouling themselves as the fear bites into their necks and they hunch lower into the boat. That smell mingles with the smell of cordite and seaweed.

In front of you, over the steel helmets of other men, you can see the flat surface of the bow’s landing ramp still held in place against the sea. Soon you are within range of the machine guns that line the cliffs above the beach ahead. The metallic death sound of their bullets clangs and whines off the front of the ramp.

Then the coxswain shouts and the klaxon sounds. Then you feel the keel of the LVCP grind against the rocks and sand of Normandy as the large shells from the boats in the armada behind you whuffle and moan overhead. Then the explosions all around increase in intensity and then the bullets from the machine guns in the cliffs ahead and above rattle and hum along the steel plates of the boat and the men crouch lower. Then somehow all lean forward as, at last, the ramp drops down and you see the beach. Then the men surge forward and you step with them. Then you are out in the chill waters of the channel wading in towards sand already doused with death, past bodies bobbing in the surf staining the waters crimson. Then you are on the beach.

It’s worse on the beach.

You’ll want to read all of this one too; read, and marvel in awe at what these ordinary everyday American boys endured, and achieved.

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NUTS!

In either the traditional loco sense, or the General McAuliffe one. Either way works.

Democrats want to bring a panel of psychiatrists to Washington to suggest that President Donald Trump is mentally unfit to be president.

Dr. Bandy Lee, a persistent critic of the president who believes Trump’s state of mental health makes him unfit for office, is slated to lead the team of psychiatrists. Lee teaches at the Yale School of Medicine and is the editor of the book, “The Dangerous Case of Donald Trump.”

Despite Lee’s insistence that the president may be crazy, she has never spoken to Trump, let alone provided any psychiatric evaluation. As the Examiner notes, that lack of personal contact is seen as a show stopper for many in the psychiatric profession who believe it is impossible to make any kind of mental health assessment based on remote observation.

But Lee, who has said she wants to “contain” Trump for analysis, notes she isn’t issuing a formal diagnosis, just acknowledging that there is a problem.

Oh, there’s a problem right enough…with your fucking “professional” ethics. If any. More:

The position is controversial because psychiatric associations urge members never to diagnose patients they haven’t personally evaluated, saying it undermines the scientific rigor of the profession.

The “scientific rigor” of a pseudo-scientific “profession.” Tell me, “Doctor,” how is it that your little clatch of partisan con artists—pretenders to a scientific discipline refuted by the scientific method itself, unjustified by the reality of what you people actually do: pimping expensive, perpetual “treatment” which consists mainly of pointless conversation, healing no one—feel themselves qualified to pass judgment on the mental health of a quite successful President whom NOT ONE OF YOU FUCKING CHARLATANS HAS EVER EVEN MET?

Psychiatry is the bunk. With vanishingly few exceptions, shrinks are simple crooks preying on poor neurotics who are unaware of the grift lurking behind a thin scrim of “medical science.” ENORMOUS balls on these particular Trump-deranged whackos, though, you gotta give ’em that much. That they would be brazen enough to pronounce in any way, shape, or form on a man obviously far more mentally well-adjusted than they’ll ever be takes the prize for sheer, arrogant brass.

Via Ace, who says:

I propose assembling a team of neurologists to discuss whether Nancy Pelosi’s slurred speech and difficulty remembering basic words is evidence of Alzheimer’s.

And then I’d like to discuss whether Hillary Clinton has some kind of brain defect, and if she’s an alcoholic.

Hope you ain’t holding your breath, buddy, ’cause you ain’t ever gonna see any such thing. Which kinda gives the game away all by itself.

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