Two things: lies, and whining

If it wasn’t for those, they’d have nothing to say at all.

Trump’s UFC fight a lot like 19th century lynching, Boston College historian says
Former CNN anchor Jim Acosta agrees

A Boston College historian recently complained that a UFC fight on the South Lawn of the White House is related to the “impulse” that led to lynching black people in the 19th century.

Heather Richardson joined Jim Acosta’s YouTube show to discuss the mixed martial arts event held on Sunday, June 14, dubbed UFC Freedom 250.

Richardson, a frequent Trump critic, cited her self-proclaimed expertise on Abraham Lincoln.

She said during the Gilded Age there was no “open display of denigration of American symbols and American values” like there supposedly is now.

She then praised people like JD Rockefeller and Andrew Carnegie for saying they were “offering a way forward for the United States.”

Richardson then said Trump “is deliberately tear(ing) that apart and he is doing so on the same cultural argument of course that people used to back the first Gilded age that is these cultural wars that turn white Americans against marginalized people of color.”

“Right,” Acosta agreed.

The historian then concluded:

I mean it’s not really a stretch to say that the same impulse that created the UFC fight on the White House lawn is the impulse that really pushed lynching in the late 19th century against black Americans overwhelmingly but also against Italian-Americans in Louisiana for example or Mexican-Americans in the American West or indigenous Americans in the American that idea somehow a really fake idea by the way that America is a white nation and anybody who challenges that needs to be purged from the body politic.

However, many people did think it was a “stretch” to compare a fighting match to the racist lynching of people.

Only because it, y’know, IS. Then again, though: Boston College, typically butt-ugly shitlib bint, self-proclaimed “historian”—what didja expect, anyway? As for that pseudo-historian bushwa, Mark Hemingway has ya covered.


Oof.

“Ceasefire” continues to “hold”

Mlitary analysts confess utter bafflement as to how this could possibly have happened, given that all of Iran’s military capability had already been destroyed weeks ago.

President Donald Trump posted on TruthSocial Tuesday, “I have just been informed by our Great Military that last night the Iranians shot down one of our highly sophisticated Apache Helicopters while patrolling over the Strait of Hormuz. There were two pilots involved, both are safe and uninjured. Nevertheless, the United States must, of necessity, respond to this attack. Thank you for your attention to this matter!”

Hey, better get in touch with Pock-e-stawn and arrange more negotiations with the Mad Mullahs, no? After all, they’re just aching to make a “deal” that will resolve our 47-year-old Iran problem once and for all. Stay the course, Mr Preaident, and damn the torpedos!

It is good news that our men survived, but it should be obvious by now that it is incredibly dangerous to continue pretending there is a ceasefire when there is not. It puts our service members at risk. This time the Iranian regime did not succeed in killing the pilots, but what about next time?

The murderous mullahs continue to execute their own Persian people who protested the regime. The Tehran terrorists are also bombarding civilians across multiple Middle Eastern countries and encouraging their terrorist proxies to join in the bloody activities.

Gee, how very UNEXPECTED!© of them.

The main point, the essential point, the ONLY point (bold mine).

It is highly ironic that over the weekend, Trump was trying to pressure Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu into not striking back against the Iranian regime and its terror proxy Hezbollah for a series of devastating bombardments targeting civilian areas. Multiple Israelis died in Hezbollah strikes last week. Iran’s other proxies, the Houthis, also joined in firing upon Israel. You can see Netanyahu’s statement below. Now, all of a sudden, Trump is discovering what Netanyahu and many of us already understood: The Iranian regime is not the least bit interested in negotiating in good faith, but it is just as determined to continue fighting and killing Americans as it is to fight and kill Israelis.

Iranian Parliament Speaker Mohammad-Baqer Ghalibaf (or Qalibaf), who in April was among the Iranian negotiators speaking with American leaders, bragged soon after an abortive meeting with U.S. Vice President JD Vance, “I, as a soldier, am fighting in the realm of negotiations.” For fundamentalist Muslims, lying to the enemy is not only permissible, but praiseworthy (see taqiyya). This is why terrorists in Gaza, Lebanon, Iran, and elsewhere have violated every deal they ever made with Israel or Western nations.

Having played along so far with Trump’s preposterous “Let’s make a deal!” delusions, I begin to wonder whether Bibi knows it or not, honestly.

“Rangers, lead the way!”

Dave Manney offers a stirring salute to Reagan’s celebrated “Boys of Point Du Hoc,” for a seriously difficult job well done.

The U.S. Army Rangers climbed into legend at Pointe du Hoc on D-Day because the mission didn’t end when the plan broke. Lt. Col. James Rudder, commander of the 2nd Ranger Battalion, led Companies D, E, and F toward 100-foot cliffs on June 6, 1944.

Their job was brutally simple: scale the cliff, seize the German position, and destroy the six guns that were zeroed on Omaha and Utah Beaches. Rudder was wounded during the fight, but he stayed in command while his men fought upward under machine-gun fire, rifle, grenade, and artillery fire.

Allied planners expected six German 155 mm guns at the top. The Rangers reached the positions and found gun pits, but the guns were moved, with telephone poles replacing them. The Germans had moved the guns south from their prepared sites before the landing.

A lesser force might have stopped there, reported the surprise, and waited for new orders.

Rudder’s Rangers kept moving.

And damned if those courageous, intrepid warriors didn’t do just that. Read every word of it, and just sit back and marvel at the kind of tough, dauntless, determined man this country once turned out en masse. If the story of how the now well-known Rangers motto came to be doesn’t make your heat beat a little faster, then you ain’t anything I’d recognize as a true American, boyo.

Manney closes his tribute thusly:

“Rangers lead the way” wasn’t a slogan in the morning; it was a record of what they had already done. Thank God for such men.

Indeed, sir. Seconded, with all my heart and soul.

Inline update! Forgot to include the link to Manney’s excellent article, which can be found here.

Update! Instaglenn links another rousing account of D-Day derring-do, this one with young Brigadier General and Medal of Honor recoipient Theodore Roosevelt Jr in the starring role. I knew about this one already; it’s more well-known than the Rangers one, I believe, but nonetheless remarkable. Another Must Read for sure, on this of all days.

Updated update! Okay, okay, dammit, I just gotta put an excerpt in.

I want to tell you one story from June 6, 1944. A story of a man who was already broken by war a quarter century earlier. He had wealth, fame, and luxury. He had no need or requirement to serve in World War II after having courageously and effectively led American soldiers in combat in World War I. He was wounded and gassed in that war, leaving him with lifelong health problems. Not one person would have thought poorly of him if he did not serve in World War II.

Theodore Roosevelt Jr., the son of President Teddy Roosevelt, signed up to serve anyway when World War II started. He led a regiment of the 1st Infantry Division in the campaigns in North Africa in 1943. By D-Day, he was a brigadier general and the assistant division commander of the 4th Infantry Division. Although he had severe arthritis and was partly disabled by his wounds from World War I, he insisted on going ashore in the first landing wave on the morning of June 6. He was the oldest man on the beach, the only general in the first wave, and very likely the only soldier using a cane that morning.

His initial wave landed in the wrong position — more than a mile from the beach they were supposed to hit. When he realized they were off target, General Roosevelt personally scouted the area, came back to his men, and famously declared, “We’ll start the war from right here!” At 56 years of age, with a heart condition that he had hidden from Army doctors, the general stormed that beach with a wooden cane in one hand and an M1911A1 pistol in the other.

During the entire day, Roosevelt never took cover. As the beach was being shelled and swept with machine-gun fire, he walked up and down the beach rallying his soldiers, telling jokes, and using his cane to point out where he wanted them to go. He personally led multiple assaults on strongpoints and directed traffic off the beach. Because of his calm under fire, bravery, and leadership, Utah Beach became the most successful landing on D-Day. His units suffered fewer than 300 casualties and achieved most of their objectives for Day 1.

Thirty-six days later, on July 12, 1944, Roosevelt suffered a heart attack and died while still leading men in combat.

He was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor.

General Theodore Roosevelt Jr. is buried at the Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial in Colleville-sur-Mer, France. He rests in the section with the soldiers of the 4th Infantry Division; alongside the men he led.

Well earned, richly deserved, probably long since past due, that MoH. Bless him; there walked a Real Man. I’m sure his dad was proud enough of his amazing son to almost burst from it, and smiled down from Heaven at his exploits, his bold and inspiring leadership qualities in direct command of men in combat.

The word “hero” is much overused at this point, thrown about far too lightly to suit me. But if anybody ought to be called one, it’s gotta be GEN Teddy Roosevelt Jr.

Getting the band back together

Too bad the original line-up sucked out loud also.


The essential nature of government

The Founders wouldn’t be surprised by this. Nobody else should be, either.

The city of Cape Canaveral in Brevard County has a population of about 10,000 people and encompasses about 2 square miles. In the year 2000, population in the city was about 8,900 people, and it was about 8,000 people in 1990. That’s a growth rate of 0.5% per year over the past 36 years. <—Important stat, so keep this in mind as we look at the rest of this.

The city hall was built in the 1960s, and was about 3200 square feet. It looked like this…

In 2015, construction was begun on a new, 18,000 square foot city hall at a cost of $5.5 million. That number was close to what the city spent that year in its entire budget.

Now explain to me why they needed to build this giant edifice that costs more to build and to maintain than the building it replaced? Population was only 25% larger than it was in 1980, but the city hall building needed to be five times larger to accommodate all of the extra bureaucratic employees that are now working there.

The city’s budget is now $70 million, despite the fact that the city contains the same number of residents as it did ten years ago when the budget was $5.5 million. They built a larger city hall, then filled that space with more employees. Five times the building at twelve times the cost.

Why are so many more employees needed? The cost of government was $3 million per year in 1980, or about $11 million in 2025 dollars. Why does government need to be 7 times larger than it was in 1980, even though population is only 25% larger?

Because Reasons™, of course and as always. Just who, exactly, gave you permission to ask, anyway?

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Who they are, what they do

Does Cuba’s ruling junta have death squads? DUDE, they’re Commies; of COURSE they do. The notable thing is that, rather than plying their evil trade strictly within their own borders, apparently Cuba’s thugs have taken their act on the road.

Castro’s Cuban Imperialists: As with Nicaragua’s Maduro in 2026, So, in 1973, with Chile’s Allende
In an amazing news development regarding Trump’s Venezuela raid in January, Instapundit’s Stephen Green has linked to an eye-opening post on X Twitter by @WhatJosueSays.

Intelligence reports stated Maduro “feared” taking Trump up on his deal, because he was scared to be executed by his Cuban handlers

When he was captured, he was being guarded by around 30-40 Cubans

Now why on earth would the president of a sovereign country be guarded and “handled” by guards from other countries?

Because the only colonizers and imperialists for the past 67 years, are the same ones who have blamed the US for these actions:

The Cuban Regime.

The fascinating, eye-opening story continues from there, to dop the final curtain thusly:


As I said: fascinating. If Trump seriously does intend to clean up this dirty, corrupt ol’ world, I’d say he has his work cut out for him. Hell, de-corrupting this Hemisphere alone would be a truly Herculean task.

I was just about to add something along the lines of, “thank goodness our own homegrown Commie rat-bastards aren’t quite as murderous and just generally godawful as the Cuban variety,” but what with everything our domestic Reds have been getting themselves up to over the last cpl-three decades, I believe I’ll just keep my big mouth shut for a change.

A little history

Our good friend KT (of AoSHQ Pet Thread fame, among other notable things) has posted a truly awesome article memorializing the incomparable John Adams and the Marquis de Lafayette, which includes among other less well-known factoids this ratcheer:


Wow. Truly, there were giants among us mere mortals back then. GREAT work, KT!

Update! Upon further reflection, no way can I leave out the info provided about Lafayette in T’s piece.

Gilbert du Motier, the Marquis de Lafayette, was one of the wealthiest men in France (which is to say in the world), when, inspired by the words of the American Declaration of Independence, he left the comfort and security of his home, traveled to America, and offered his service to the cause of American liberty. At age 19, he was commissioned major general, to this day the youngest person ever to hold that rank in the American army.

Lafayette soon became one of General Washington’s most trusted and capable generals. Having been orphaned at a young age, Lafayette greatly admired Washington, who became a father figure for him. And likewise, Lafayette became like a foster son to Washington, who had no biological children of his own.

To the end of his long and celebrated life, Lafayette remained devoted to his adopted county. He named his only son George Washington, and he named a daughter Virginia.

Having returned to France after the war ended, Lafayette become a key player in the cause of French liberty, and he remains a revered hero in that country as well. He was the principal author of the French Declaration of the Rights of Man, modeling it on the American Declaration of Independence.

Lafayette was 67 years old when, in 1824, President James Monroe and Congress invited him to come to the United States in honor of the nation’s 50th birthday. After Washington’s death in 1799, he had given up his dream of someday returning to Virginia and living near Mount Vernon, but Lafayette was delighted at the invitation and welcomed the opportunity to return to the country he had helped.

At age 76, Lafayette died at his home in Paris. At his request, his son George Washington Lafayette sprinkled the soil from Bunker Hill over his father’s coffin as it was lowered into the ground. An American flag has flown continually over the grave ever since.

When word of Lafayette’s death reached America there was an outpouring of grief that equaled that when Washington died. Flags were lowered to half mast, John Quincy Adams delivered a eulogy in a joint session of Congress attended by the president, the cabinet, the Supreme Court justices, and the American diplomatic corps. Twenty-four-gun salutes were fired by every American naval ship and at every American military post, followed by a single cannon shot every half-hour afterwards until sunset. For six months American officers wore black armbands, and American citizens wore mourning dress for thirty days.

Hundreds of places in America, including at least 36 cities and towns, are named in honor of Lafayette.

Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de La Fayette, the “Hero of Two Worlds,” died on May 20, 1834, one hundred ninety-two years ago today.

Like I said: GIANTS. What a marvelous, inspiring story.

AT LAST, some good news!

The Hut is back, baybeee.

Pizza Hut brings back its old-school restaurant features as nostalgic customers rejoice: ‘So excited’
Back to the good old days.

2026 has proven to be the year of nostalgia. Youngsters are resorting to old-school tech like vintage flip phones and iPods. Others are returning to analog hobbies and activities.

Even beloved restaurant chain Pizza Hut is going back in time, reverting to its retro glory — red checkered tablecloths and all.

Tim Sparks, president of Daland Corporation, a Kansas-based company that operates almost 100 Pizza Hut locations across the country, is helping keep Pizza Hut alive by rewinding the clock and redecorating over 80 annoyingly modern, stark-looking locations to make them look like they did decades ago.

Red roof? Check

Red-checkered tablecloths, vinyl booths and Tiffany-style lamps? Check, check and check.

The beloved salad bar and red plastic cups will be back.

Even the old-school Pac-Man machines will return.

Unsurprisingly, customers are losing their minds over this massive change.

As well they might—although, as a few others in the NYP article point out, what WON’T be coming back is the original recipe for the various pizzas and such-like. FederalGovCo banned all the ingredients decades ago, see. For our own good, of course and as always.

Why, whatever would we do without them? Surely there must be some way we could try just to find out, isn’t there?

“The first step in liquidating a people is to erase its memory”

What, you didn’t think all those statues, plaques, and memorials being torn down, defiled, and/or otherwise destroyed the last several years was mere coinkydink, did ya?

Best think again, sport.

Upon the Soviet Union’s dismissal of 146 historians from Czech universities, Milan Hübl, among those dismissed, is said to have observed, “The first step in liquidating a people is to erase its memory.” Hübl went on to predict that after a “new history” takes the place of the old “the nation will begin to forget what it is and what it was.” Such sentiment echoed a similar southern fear during and after the American Civil War. Confederate General Patrick Cleburne declared that, “Surrender means that the history of this heroic struggle will be written by the enemy; that our youth will be trained by northern school teachers; will learn from northern school books their version of the War; will be impressed by all the influences of history and education to regard our gallant dead as traitors, and our maimed veterans as fit subjects for derision.” To Cleburne, along with many other southern patriots, such an outcome was unacceptable. When the cannons fell silent in 1865, the pen became the only weapon the South had left, and many wielded it masterfully.

Smart fella, was ol’ Pat Cleburn. Tough, brave, pugnacious, valiant—he wasn’t known as “the Stonewall of the West” for nothin’, you know.

The above is the opening ‘graph of the deep dive to end all deep dives, one that’s sure to fascinate any Civil War 1.0 buff such as myself to no end. Be warned: it’s a long ‘un, and you’re gonna want to take it all down in one go, lest by leaving and then coming back to it later you lose the essential thread of the piece. Highly, HIGHLY recommended.

Truer words redux

Something to read while loading mags.


Indeed. Another timely reminder:


Get wise or get beat down.

The long and the short of it

Former Commie creep-o Peter Hitchens tells it like it is.


The longer version:


Yes, this revelation comes as no big surprise; sensible, sane sorts have known all along what the immivasion kerfuffle was really about. Still, it never hurts to be reminded now and then, so we can annoy the Left by dropping another Truth Bomb on their empty heads.

Battle of the Bulge

Sample ‘graphs from what may just be the best, most gripping account of George Patton’s fabled three-division offensive intended to relieve the beleaguered, semi-frozen 101st Airborne at Bastogne (a “relief” which the dogfaces of the 101st swore forever after was NOT needed) you’re ever gonna see:

You wake up to a frost-laced window and the sound of a four-star general whistling in the hallway. You swing your feet onto an icy plank floor and feel the cold bite up through your wool socks. Your breath rises in white plumes above the narrow iron cot. Outside the cracked window a sentry’s boots crunch on frozen gravel and somewhere a field telephone rings twice and cuts off. You strike a match for the paraffin lamp, splash yesterday’s basin water on your face, and scrape a safety razor across two days of stubble. The mirror shows the hollow eyes of a man who has slept four hours. From the hallway you hear the Old Man still whistling, already dressed, already ahead of you.

You sit across from General Patton as an orderly pours black coffee into thick white china. Powdered eggs, bacon, and a slice of stale bread sit on your plate. The General is already on his second cup and tapping a pencil against a folded situation map. He does not small-talk. He tells you the Germans are running out of gas and will be stopped, and that by noon you will both be in Verdun standing in front of Ike. He says it like a weather report. You notice the ivory grip of his revolver is already at his hip, even at breakfast.

Read it all, gang, I promise you won’t be sorry you did. EXCELLENT job, Doug.

Remembering another Lost Cause

The moment it all started to go badly, badly wrong for the Founders’ America.

The Guns Fell Silent at Appomattox, and the Reconciliation Began
Early morning, Palm Sunday, April 9, 1865: The rebel yell of the ragged, half-starved Army of Northern Virginia rang out for the last time. Sheridan’s Union cavalry had swung around Appomattox Court House to the southwest and captured the trains carrying the food and supplies Lee so desperately needed, but it was, after all, just cavalry, and if the Confederates could break through them, recapture the supplies, and then head south to link up with Johnston’s Army, the cause might still survive.

Over the cavalry, the Rebels prevailed, but as the Union troopers withdrew and they crested the ridge, they could see solid lines of Union infantry arriving in the distance beyond them. The trap was closed.

Two days before, Lee had received the following letter:

General R.E. Lee

Commanding C.S.A.

The results of last week must convince you of the hopelessness of further resistance on the part of the Army of Northern Virginia in this struggle. I feel that it is so, and regard it as my duty to shift from myself the responsibility of any further effusion of blood, by asking of you the surrender of that portion of the Confederate States army known as the Army of Northern Virginia.

U.S. Grant

Lieut. General

Lee responded by asking what the conditions would be, to which Grant replied that “…the men and officers surrendered shall be disqualified for taking up arms again against the Government of United States until properly exchanged.”

Lee replied that he would be willing to meet, not to surrender, but merely to discuss the overall terms of peace with the Confederacy. Grant, suffering from a severe migraine, simply replied that he had no authority for such a discussion, saying to an aide through the pain, “It looks as if Lee still means to fight.”

Now that the trap was closed, Lee faced the inevitable: “There is nothing left for me to do but to go and see General Grant. I would rather die a thousand deaths.”

He asked his old “warhorse,” Gen. James “Petey” Longstreet, if Grant’s terms would be harsh, but “Petey” had been an old friend of Grant back in their West Point days, and told Lee he thought not.

Upon receiving Lee’s request for an interview to ascertain the details of surrender, Grant’s headache instantly vanished. A cease-fire was arranged so the two could meet, and at last the guns fell silent. A stately farmhouse owned by Wilmer McLean was selected. Ironically, he had moved out to Appomattox to get away from the war, since one of the first cannon shots at Bull Run had gone through his living room. Grant and his officers arrived half an hour after Lee. Grant wore a private’s blouse with nothing to distinguish his status but the three star epaulettes. His boots and pants were muddy, since he was fresh from reconnoitering his lines. Lee, on the other hand, was resplendent in his dress uniform, with sash and bejeweled sword.

After handshakes and small talk, it was Lee who politely suggested they get to the matter and asked Grant to write out the terms so that they may be formally accepted. Grant began to write the draft, which read in pertinent part: “The officers to give their individual paroles not to take up arms until properly exchanged, and each company or regimental commander sign a like parole for the men of their commands. The arms, artillery and public property to be parked and stacked, and turned over to the officer appointed by me to receive them…”

Then Grant eyed the bejeweled sword Lee had by his side, evidently brought to perform the humiliating act of handing it over to the victor, and continued to write, “This will not embrace the side-arms of the officers, nor their private horses and baggage. This done, each officer and man will be allowed to return to their homes, not to be disturbed by the United States authority so long as they observe their paroles and the laws in force where they may reside.”

That was it – ALL of it. Stack arms and colors, swear parole, and go home. Full amnesty.

Lee was nothing short of astonished at the unanticipated magnanimity and even personal warmth Grant extended towards himself and his ragged, weary boys that day, as would many others be in the years to come. Rightly so, I think; Grant’s tacit refusal to rub Lee’s and his vanquished army’s noses in the bitter dregs of their grinding, agonizing defeat and treat the Confederates not as a despised enemy but with respect, humility, and restraint was a brilliant first step towards binding up a national wound that could easily have proved fatal in the years following the Appomattox agreement—this, after so assiduously building for himself a reputation as perhaps the hardest of hard-war men.

In fact, Grant went from there to be roundly vilified in certain Northern quarters as either soft-hearted or soft-headed, or maybe a bit of both, for declining to harshly punish the Army of Northern Virginia and its general officer corps for their purported “treason.” “Treason,” the fire-eaters of the North snarled, even though never at any point had the Southern Confederacy evinced any ambition to overthrow the Federal government, wishing only to depart from the Union in peace and be let alone.

Which, of course, is why some of us unreconstructed Southrons still insist on referring to it as the War of Northern Aggression to this very day.

I’ve always considered Wilmer McClean’s unsuccessful attempt to remove himself from the immediate physical exigencies of war by fleeing his ancestral farm in Manassas (called Yorkshire Plantation, being used at that time by Gen Pierre Gustave Toutant-Beauregard as his HQ) and heading further South for what he fervently hoped would be quieter, less turbulent digs near Appomattox Court House to be one of the most bizarre, intriguing, and poignant episodes to emerge from a historical cataclysm that produced a plenitude of such tales. It’s one of the many, many reasons I’ve always found Civil War history such an absorbing subject, and have read basically any and everything on it I could get my hands on since I was, oh, about 13 or so.

And as far as THAT goes, if you’re a proud son of the South and haven’t read anything by the incredible Shelby Foote yet…honeychile, what on Earth are you waiting for, anyhoo?

The final, fatal plunge

T’uqr takes the last step, goes full Nazi.

Tucker Carlson calls pro-Hitler Oswald Mosley one of Britain’s ‘great war heroes’
Mosley’s only crime, Carlson claimed, was being the leader of the ‘opposition party’ to Churchill

Controversial US podcaster Tucker Carlson has described Oswald Mosley, the pro-Hitler leader of Britain’s short-lived fascist party during the Second World War, as one of the country’s “great war heroes”.

Carlson further claimed this week that Mosley’s “only crime was being the opposition” to Winston Churchill, and that was why he was arrested.

Churchill, according to Carlson, was a person we are “required to deify”, but in fact was a figure who “presided over the imprisonment of his opposition party during the entire length of the war, and their families, and their wives.”

About Mosley and his party, he continued: “Their crime was being the opposition party and being disloyal and unpatriotic, they weren’t.”

Speaking in a video interspersed with images of Mosley doing fascist salutes, Carlson said: “The opposition party was led by a First World War war hero who fought not just as you know, a pilot in the sky but and in the trenches. [He was] one of the great war heroes, former member of parliament, the country ever produced. And he and his compatriots and their wives were interned without charges by Winston Churchill for the duration of the war.”

Mosley was not fact the then-leader of the opposition but founder of the British Union of Fascists (BUF), a minor party that never performed well in elections even at its height in the mid 1930s, and never won a seat in Parliament.

As per usual, T’uqr gets his timelines all jumbled up, commits several patent errors of fact without offering to correct himself, and just generally stomps around beclowning himself in most spectacular fashion.

Mosley was a hapless fascist boob; Churchill was a masterful orator, a bit too much the political animal for my tastes, but ultimately and incontrovertibly (however strenuously the Crackpot Right might wish it were otherwise) a great wartime Prime Minister who held Britain together and saw the England he so deeply loved through its darkest, most desperate hours.

As for T’uqr, he badly needs to do himself a YUUUUGE favor and just keep his mouth shut.

Stealth Jihad

We’ve all marveled at the unlikely alliance of convenience between Western Leftards and the dark-age forces of Pisslam. Well, it was no accident.

The memorandum gave detailed methods for establishing Islam as a “civilization alternative” in the West and a “grand Jihad” for eliminating and destroying the Western civilization from within. It called for the ‘sabotaging’ of the west and its “miserable house” by domestic hands AND the hands of the believers so that the west is eliminated and “God’s religion is made victorious over all other religions.”

The plan explicitly referred to using western society’s own people, institutions, laws, and unwitting allies (progressive groups and NGOs, media, politicians, academics, or civil-rights organizations) to advance the Islamic agenda.

Tactics included infiltration of education, media, government, finance, and alliances with non-Islamic actors “when tactically beneficial” while maintaining ideological separation. This is also called “long-term settlement” (tamkeen); a form of demographic or cultural subversion rather than direct conquest. It is often mentioned in the paper as “the settlement mission”.

A related 1982 Muslim Brotherhood document (called “The Project”) outlines a 100-year global plan with similar elements: building parallel societies, exploiting Western freedoms, and forming pragmatic coalitions.

One problem the Muslims wrestled with was the need for foreign alliances and western “advocates” to make immigration and the integration of Islam into target countries more “official”. Twenty-five years ago, this was considered all but impossible in the US and in Europe. However, since around 2014, the Sharia fundamentalists found a willing and ready ally in the new “woke” left.

Today, the notion of even discussing the agenda of “Stealth Jihad” in a public venue in 2026 is labeled “racist” by progressive activists and left wing politicians (even though Islam is not a race). If you were to go back in time around 15 years ago and explain to people what is happening today in terms of third-world immigration, they would probably laugh in your face and call you a conspiracy theorist.

In 2026 in Europe the plan is nearly complete and in the US the plan is well underway. The change in how our society views Islam as an untouchable subject is largely due to a dark and convenient political alliance between the woke left and the Stealth Jihad.

Only recently has the problem of Muslim immigration risen to the forefront of media coverage, but only because of the work of citizen journalists like Nick Shirley who are exposing widespread fraud among migrants. The majority of this fraud, whether it is in Minnesota or California, is connected to Somali Muslim immigrants and is perpetrated with the help of leftist NGOs and politicians.

Coming from a country with an average IQ of 67, these people are not capable of instituting such a plan on their own. They had help and it is clear that Democrats are deeply involved in these operations, perhaps in exchange for financial kick-backs, but certainly in exchange for votes (Somali migrants in Minnesota voted 80% in favor of Democrats in 2024).

It’s not surprising, but there are a lot of similarities between progressives in the west and third world Islamic migrants from the east.

There are some very basic incompatibilities also—deep-seated differences that can never be reconciled without violence and bloodshed. Can’t wait till the one that requires homosexuals be executed by your choice of either A) throwing them off a cliff, or B) dropping a tall building on them kicks in. Gonna be some mighty chagrinned “liberals” weeping and moaning all over the damned place on that most frabjous of days, me slithey toves.

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CF Glossary

ProPol: Professional Politician

Vichy GOPe: Putative "Republicans" who talk a great game but never can seem to find a hill they consider worth dying on; Quislings, Petains, Benedicts, backstabbers, fake phony frauds

Fake Phony Fraud(s), S'faccim: two excellent descriptors coined by the late great WABC host Bob Grant which are interchangeable, both meaning as they do pretty much the same thing

Mordor On The Potomac: Washington, DC

The Enemy: shitlibs, Progtards, Leftards, Swamp critters, et al ad nauseum

Burn, Loot, Murder: what the misleading acronym BLM really stands for

pAntiFa: an alternative spelling of "fascist scum"

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