Der Bingle

A Christmas story for the ages, one that exemplifies courage, character, and unswerving commitment to the non-negotiable demands of personal honor, patriotic duty, and obligation.


“Show more,” my saggy, baggy ass.

Late in Bing Crosby’s life, his nephew Howard asked him a casual question while they were out playing golf together.

“What was the single most difficult thing you ever had to do in your career?”
Howard expected Hollywood stories. Maybe gossip about a demanding director. Perhaps the pressure of a high-stakes film production or a struggle with studio executives.

Bing didn’t have to think about it at all.
December 1944. Northern France. The war in Europe was grinding toward its bloody conclusion.

Bing Crosby was on a USO tour, performing for American GIs and British soldiers far from home during the coldest, darkest days of winter.
That night, they set up an open-air stage in a field.

Fifteen thousand soldiers gathered to watch. Bing was joined by Dinah Shore and the Andrews Sisters.
They sang, they joked, they made the men laugh and holler—a brief moment of joy in the middle of a war zone.
Then came the closing number.
“White Christmas.”

The song had already become an anthem for homesick soldiers since its release in 1942. It played constantly on Armed Forces Radio. Men who hadn’t seen their families in years, who didn’t know if they ever would again, heard those opening notes and thought of snow-covered streets and Christmas trees and the homes they’d left behind.

As Bing began to sing, he looked out at the audience. Fifteen thousand men were crying. He had to finish the song. He had to maintain his composure and his vocal control while 15,000 soldiers wept in front of him. He told his nephew it was the toughest thing he ever had to do in his entire career.

What made Bing Crosby’s USO performances different from his Hollywood appearances were the small choices he made. He refused to wear his toupee. He hated the thing—called it a “scalp doily”-and wore it only when absolutely necessary for films.

But entertaining troops was different. “If I’m entertaining troops,” he said, “I’m not going to wear anything phony like a toupee. Forget it.”

He also insisted that officers and brass could not sit in the front rows. Those seats were reserved for enlisted men. The soldiers who would be on the front lines. The men who faced the greatest danger.

A few days after that performance in the field, those same soldiers were sent into combat. The Battle of the Bulge began on December 16, 1944. It was the largest and bloodiest battle fought by the United States in World War II.

The Germans launched a surprise offensive through the Ardennes Forest in a desperate attempt to split the Allied lines. Many of the men who had wept listening to “White Christmas” in that field in France never came home.

Bing Crosby tried to enlist when the war began. He was told he was too old. General George C. Marshall, the Army’s chief of staff, told him directly:

“Look, Bing, we don’t need you in the front lines. We need you raising money for the war effort.” He wasn’t just an entertainer to them. He was a piece of home. Bing never forgot it. 🙏♥️

Leftists who viscerally hate anything that reminds them of what America once was have smeared Bing Crosby as a nasty, hateful racist, bully, and two-bit tyrant who viciously ran roughshod over others and used his wife and children as punching bags—a distorted, unidimensional portrait which disgracefully omits the man’s finer qualities.

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“Your world means nothing to them”

Makes us even, I suppose; their world means nothing to me. Less than, actually.

Jean Raspail, mass migration, and the meaning of civilisational surrender
Your world means nothing to them. They won’t try to understand. They’ll be cold. They’ll be hungry. They’ll build a fire with your lovely oak door… Every object will lose the meaning you attach to it. What’s beautiful won’t be beautiful anymore.

In 2015, German Chancellor Angela Merkel famously declared “Wir schaffen das” (“We can do this”) as she opened Germany’s borders to a mass influx of refugees. Over a million asylum-seekers, mainly from Syria, Afghanistan, and Iraq poured into Europe amid the continent’s worst refugee crisis since World War II. Supporters hailed Merkel’s open-door stance as a humanitarian duty, but critics warned of economic strain, cultural clashes, and security risks. In the decade since, Europe has indeed grappled with rising migrant crime and social tensions. But beyond the high-profile incidents of violence, everyday indignities have also come to symbolise the cultural disconnect.

One striking example occurred in Brussels, a migrant was caught frying eggs in a pan over the Eternal Flame at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, a memorial honouring Belgian soldiers fallen in World War I. Just weeks earlier, another migrant had been arrested in Paris for lighting a cigarette using the sacred flame under the Arc de Triomphe. Such acts of casual disrespect, unthinkable to the native population fuel public outrage and raise questions about the boundaries of tolerance in European societies. The Brussels incident, in particular, became a viral image on social media, seen by many as a metaphor for how Europe’s heritage and heroes are treated by newcomers who “have no business” being in those countries. While some observers chalk it up to individual homelessness or ignorance, others view it as a grim sign of cultural insensitivity fostered by years of unvetted mass immigration.

These episodes of desecration, however low-level, provoke a visceral reaction because they touch on something deeper than law-and-order. They reflect a erosion of respect for European history and identity under the pressures of uncontrolled migration. It is as if the “eternal flame” of Europe’s memory is being used as a mere campfire by those with no connection to the sacrifices it represents. This sense of humiliation is keenly felt by many Europeans, especially when they remember that countless young men died in the world wars to defend the very civilisation now seemingly taken for granted. Indeed, if those fallen soldiers could see a foreign vagrant cooking his dinner on their memorial flame, would they think their sacrifice was worth it?

To ask the question is to answer it, methinks.

These are merely the opening ‘graphs of a damned excellent (albeit highly discomfiting) article, of which you will definitely want to read the all.

I’ve had an eBook copy of Camp of the Saints sitting on my phone for a good long while now. It occurs to me that I really need to get started reading the darn thing, I’ve waited quite long enough. Key takeaway lines:

Beyond politics, Raspail’s novel and Europe’s real migrant tensions both underscore a fundamental cultural clash. The clash is not simply about religion (though Islam’s spread in Europe is a major factor) but about worldviews, nations and social norms. Camp of the Saints suggests that our civilisation is not communicable to these people, that many of the newcomers neither understand nor respect the ethos of the West.

By George, I think she’s got it. “Not communicable to these people,” though? Oh, I’m afraid it’s a great deal worse than that: it is anathema to them;. Not only do they not “respect” Western Civ, they positively abhor it as innately and irredeemably degenerate, wicked, and outright evil.

Vichy GOPers get RESULTS

Just not ones anybody much wants.

Minnesotans Complained to RINO Congressman Years Ago About Somalis. This Is the Response They Got.
Back in 2023, the Republican Conference in the House of Representatives nominated Rep. Tom Emmer (RINO-Northwest Somalia) to be speaker of the House. Once and future President Donald Trump, however, was less than pleased with the prospect of Emmer as speaker, and said that the “globalist RINO” from Minnesota was “totally out-of-touch with Republican Voters.” Trump worked hard against Emmer’s bid to be speaker, and when Emmer dropped out of the race, Trump took a victory lap, saying: “He’s done. It’s over. I killed him.”

Emmer wasn’t quite politically dead; he didn’t become speaker, but he did become House Majority Whip, a position he still holds. Nevertheless, Trump was right. Emmer was indeed totally out of touch with patriotic voters, as he showed when embattled Minnesota residents tried to bring him their complaints about the massive influx of Somalis into the state. Now that those Somalis have perpetrated a multi-billion-dollar welfare fraud scheme, Emmer’s callous indifference to their concerns looks even worse than it did when he first  yawned in the faces of his worried constituents, and chided them for not being more open to diversity.

The Daily Caller reported Monday that back in July 2015, Emmer hosted a town hall event in St. Cloud. Before a packed house in a local bar and grill, one of Emmer’s besieged constituents told the globalist RINO that most of the attendees were there in order to “find out how you feel about assimilation of immigrants.”

The man pointed out the obvious fact that everyone is ignoring, telling Emmer: “We did not ask for those Somalis. Nobody asked us if we, in St. Cloud, want those Somalis. And we understand that social groups, like the Lutheran social service and the Catholic charities, they’re dumping them in areas like St. Cloud.”

That was worthy of a careful and respectful response in itself, but the man continued on, asking Emmer: “OK, and so the question is, how many more are coming? We didn’t ask for these people. Everybody that you read about is talking about this. So that is a main issue in this city. There is no control. The people have no control over any immigration. The mayor doesn’t. I don’t know.”

This was ten years ago, when it was still taken for granted that those who expressed opinions that dissented too sharply from the left’s agenda would be publicly shunned, deplatformed, and silenced. The idea that someone could object to an inundation of unvetted migrants from a jihadi hotspot was still inconceivable in the minds of establishmentarians, and Tom Emmer is and was nothing if not an establishmentarian.

And so Emmer responded to these perfectly reasonable questions and concerns by pushing back against the alleged racism of the questioner. The Minnesota resident must have been suspicious of the Somalis because he was white and they were brown, right? After all, what other possible reason could (he) have had to be suspicious? Emmer went on to insist, in all-out don’t-believe-your-lying-eyes mode, that Somalis were one of “the fastest-assimilating populations.” This prompted groans from his audience, with one man summing up what no doubt many people there were thinking: “Oh, you gotta be kidding me.”

Pure politics as usual…and purely despicable. How much longer will Real Americans allow these reindeer games to go on?

The ongoing European disaster

 Tragedy, both historic and contemporary.

Europe’s Unending Tragedy
There are times when Europe succumbs to an urge for self-destruction that defies rational explanation. The Thirty Years’ War provides a particularly tragic example. It went on long after its early instigators and key participants were all dead. Rational actors could have brought it to a close well before it entered its most destructive phase in the 1630s, yet the leaders’ ability to strike a balance between ends and means was lost to audacity, fear, greed, and fanaticism.

That war became infamous for its violence even before the Peace of Westphalia. In subsequent decades, Europe experienced several armed conflicts, but they were limited wars for limited objectives, fought within the balance-of-power system by adversaries of similar temper and mindset.

The “Second Thirty Years’ War” started with the lights going out all over Europe in 1914. It ended in 1945, with the continent in ruins, physically and spiritually. Its subsequent economic recovery was impressive, but the old intellectual and moral vigor was gone. This is especially evident in the low quality of the political class. No European leader of our time comes even close to the stature and vision of Charles De Gaulle or Konrad Adenauer, or even of their early successors. As a result, eight decades after the Red Army marched into Berlin, Europe’s politicians are displaying the same old mix of audacity, fear, greed, and fanaticism. It has the potential to result in a new, truly final, catastrophe.

Disagree. Actually, history shows us that humans are resilient and resourceful enough that NO catastrophe, however severe or crushing, is ever truly “final.” That said, though, whatever emerges from Europe’s “final catastrophe” might not necessarily be anything the rest of Western Civ could recognize as remotely European.

After President Donald Trump started America’s gradual disengagement from what he has termed Biden’s war, the European Commission in Brussels and the governments in Berlin, Paris, and London formed the “Coalition of the Willing,” an ad hoc alliance effectively devoted to defeating Russia. Its major protagonists—German Chancellor Friedrich Merz, French President Emmanuel Macron, and British Prime Minister Keir Starmer—present the conflict with Russia as an existential test of resolve. “Ukraine’s future is our future,” Starmer said in October.

The coalition maintains that Ukraine must be restored to its late-Soviet-era borders, including the Crimea; that Russia must pay for its reconstruction, with the EU and Britain preparing to seize its frozen funds under their control; that Kiev should be free to join NATO and to bring foreign troops to its territory; and that alleged Russian war criminals must be brought to “international justice.” These demands are presented as nonnegotiable, with the implication that eventually Moscow will be compelled to sign on the dotted line by force of arms.

By insisting on what amounts to Russia’s surrender, the EU and major European governments are painting themselves into a corner. The resulting mindset was epitomized by Merz, who declared last September that “we are not at war, but we are no longer at peace, either.” Last May, he pledged to make the Bundeswehr the “strongest conventional army in Europe.” Germany’s defense expenditure rose by 28 percent last year to $90 billion, making it the world’s fourth-largest military spender. Annual spending is planned to double to at least $175 billion by 2029.

Lots more to this piece yet, of which you’ll want to read the all.

Takes one to know one

Are ALL the hoary old homilies we learned as children going to be proven right as rain as time goes by? Looks like, yeah.

At the University of London, some competitive, if unconvincing, umbrage.

Readers will note that the students, these avowed opponents of racism, refer to themselves, and by extension all black students, as if they were some ancient and unfathomable offshoot of humanity, for whom rapport with outsiders is impossible. And who are supposedly oppressed by the unremarkable fact that, in a white-majority country, their professors will often be white and – as seems unavoidable – older than the students. Readers may also wonder how such exquisitely sensitive creatures will fare when faced with potential employers who may also be paler than themselves and, shockingly, not nineteen.

In short, the students are admitting, albeit unwittingly, that in fact they are the inflexible and bigoted ones, the ones preoccupied with racist and ageist stereotypes, and are incapable of feeling “comfortable” with people whose appearance differs from their own.

Apparently, for them, learning is next to impossible unless they are being taught by people who look just like them, are of a similar age, and who share the assumptions of a subset of nineteen-year-olds who are very much accustomed to flattery and indulgence.

Perhaps the students are too busy issuing grandiose demands to consider the humdrum fact that a person’s knowledge, perspective and experience, from which one hopes to benefit, necessarily take time to accumulate. Or to consider the possibility that stretching oneself beyond the familiar and comfortable is the general idea of education.

Fact is, these people are supremely disinterested in education; for them, it’s always and forever about indoctrination, see. Once you’ve taken that fully aboard, you’ll be amazed at how everything comes together and makes sense all of a sudden-like.

Parasites

And, as parasites always do, the pAntiFa variety is going hell-bent for leather to kill off its host. In fact, that’s for all intents and purposes the characteristic that defines them as parasites and not, say, symbiotes or something else more or less benign.

Here is a pamphlet that is being distributed by the insurgents (pdf warning, but it’s hosted here) at ANTIFA and BLM. It’s called “Why we break windows.” Here is an excerpt:


property destruction is an effective tactic. From the Boston Tea Party to the demonstrations against the 1999 World Trade Organization summit in Seattle, property destruction has been an essential part of many struggles. It can pressure or punish opponents by inflicting an economic cost.

You know what else punishes opponents who would break my shit? Bullets. That doesn’t mean that shooting people is a valid form of discussion or protest. Then the rationalize it thusly:

Shop windows represent segregation. They are invisible barriers. Like so much in this society, they simultaneously offer a view of “the good life” and block access to it. In a polarizing economy, shop windows taunt the poor with commodities they cannot afford, status and security they will accumulate so much wealth at everyone else’s expense. In this situation, never attain. For millions upon millions, the healthy food, medicines, and other goods they need are the breadth of an entire social class away from them, a gulf they will not cross in a lifetime of hard work—a gulf represented by half an inch of plate glass.

Property rights are anathema to commies. They don’t want to work for it, but they want it. So they take it. At the end of the day, that is socialism and communism is- the theft of goods and services, wrapped up in a pretty bow. That’s why so many who espouse these theories imagine themselves as sitting around writing shitty poetry while other, less educated and intelligent folks, slave away in the gulags.

Follows, DiveMedic’s pithy thoughts as to what might be done:

Still, I am not here to psychoanalyze their behavior. The point of this post is twofold:

  • To show that there is no discussion, reasoning, or changing the minds of those who are trying to overthrow our very way of life, and
  • To point out that there is only one way out of this, albeit with two possible outcomes

This is the reasoning that they give for breaking windows:

It is not a coincidence that shop windows have been targeted in protests against police violence. Businesses, be they multinational or local, are the tax base that pays for police, and without police they would not be able to addressing protests directly to the police is oblique, for the police answer to business owners and politicians, not to public opinion. It is much more direct to target their bosses, the capitalists themselves. Cost them enough money in smashed windows, and maybe they’ll think twice about what kind of policing they call for.

They are wrong. The police aren’t there to keep the poor people poor. No, the police are there to ensure that the accused receive a free trial. If the police cease protecting society from those who would destroy their property, those who wish to protect their property will simply begin killing those who would destroy and steal their property. The posse rides out in search of the horse thief, then the posse returns with the horse but not the thief.

They sure do seem to be counting on a heck of a lot of assumptions which are not now, nor have ever been, in evidence, don’t they? Fine by me, though; let’s all just see how well that works out for ‘em ere the end.

Predictive history

When you think about it, pretty much ALL history is predictive, really.

So these days I find myself ‘tween-wars, reflecting on my last visit to Connaught Place, which is well worth your time if you’re ever in New Delhi. I believe a while back it was formally re-named in honour of Rajiv Gandhi, but I have never heard any Indian refer to it as anything other than Connaught Place – which you’d think would be funny enough for the chippiest Hindu nationalist: A district named after Queen Victoria’s son, the Duke of Connaught, former Governor General of Canada, to symbolise the enduring power of the British Crown is now the seat of the Indian hegemony H1B-ing the world.

London ordered the building of New Delhi because they calculated it would be easier to control the Indian sub-continent from there than from the former capital of Calcutta. That was the only purpose of the project: to cement British rule. The King-Emperor inaugurated the new seat of the Raj in 1931 – and, within sixteen years, the Raj was gone.

That’s why it’s sobering to walk around Connaught Place today. The greatest architect in all the empire, Sir Edwin Lutyens, was brought over to design the Viceroy’s House and lay out what to this day is known as “Lutyens’ Delhi”. Did he know it was for a mere decade-and-a-half? No. On that timescale, the Viceroy could have made do with a junior suite at the Marriott. If you had suggested to anyone, from Sir Edwin down to the lowliest labourer, that the next decade would bring the end of British rule, they’d have thought you were nuts. And yet it happened. Because very few of us are alert to the moment when history accelerates past the delusional pseudo-permanence of the age. So Lutyens et al did not know they were building a magnificent new capital …for their successors.

That decade-and-a-half clock is now upon us – by which I mean North America, Australia-New Zealand and all Europe west of the Iron Curtain. We are building systems of control – digital ID, Net Zero – for our successors, and by 2040 those successors will be taking the reins of power.

That’s to say, we are in the last fifteen years of anything recognisable as the western world.

Follows, scads of evidence supporting that bleak conclusion—evidence I find nigh impossible to refute, therefore will not even try.

Right about here is where I would ordinarily break out my oft-used “I pray he’s wrong, but fear he’s right” plaint, but this time, I just…I just…dammit, I just can’t, somehow.

Update! I just gotta include this damning bit:

All solutions other than mass expulsion involve far more blood. Years ago on the curvy couch at Fox, I remember shocking Brian Kilmeade when I mentioned that, at the height of the so-called Irish “Troubles”, MI5 calculated that no more than one hundred individuals were involved in all the bombing and killing. America has the most heavily armed civilian population on earth. Is all that firepower just for decoration? For butching up the gun rack in the back of your pickup? If not, how many Americans would it take to object to their demographic dispossession and the sacrifice of their womenfolk? Are they perhaps worried that tea parties and minutemen and whatnot are no longer possible in the 24/7 panopticon state?

My guess is that they no longer give a shit whether they are or not, being fat, lazy, self-absorbed slobs. Read it all.

Beware of shitlibs crying “Nuremberg v2.0!”

Via Driscoll, a useful albeit sobering reminder.


“Show more,” I defy thee!

Nuremberg followed the total military defeat of the Nazi regime.

It didn’t appear out of political frustration or anger or internet righteousness. It came after unconditional surrender and the collapse of a government through war.

So when people on social media speak openly of “Nuremberg 2.0” for their political opponents, they’re telling you something dangerous.

They believe they’re in a war, not a democracy. And in war, they think they’re entitled to hang the losers.

Remember this for anyone slinging around “Nuremberg”. It’s reckless.

Remember indeed. Above all else, remember too that they are in no way kidding around, exaggerating for effect, or hyperbolizing when they say such things, and that their belief in their own moral and intellectual superiority is absolute, inarguable, and as solid as the Rock of Gibraltar. Also, they believe not just that they’re in a war, but that they will inevitably prevail, after which smashing victory they will grind the enemy under their jackbooted heel forever.

Dolly dishes

TMI? Or no? Inquiring minds want to know.

Dolly’s Holiday Message Amid Health Battle — and One Actor’s Sweet Story About Her
Back in September, national treasure Dolly Parton announced that she was postponing some of her upcoming shows in Las Vegas to September 2026 because she was dealing with some health challenges and had to have “a few procedures.” She wrote the following in a letter to her fans:

…While that sounded better than what many fans first believed, there are still a lot of worried people out there. Ms. Parton will be 80 in January after all. We simply don’t want to lose her. Well, she took to social media again on Thursday to let us all know she’s still hanging in there and wished us all a “Happy Thanksgiving.” How we come to the truly juicy stuff. In a manner of speaking. In the meantime, an X user told actor James Woods that she’d recently watched an interview with Dolly, during which she said that love scenes in movies always made her nervous, but that Woods was, by far, the best kisser of all the leading men she’d worked with over the years.

Dolly’s fulsome praise got a rise out of Woods:


Is there more, you ask? Why yes, there is.

I actually managed to track down that interview with Jay Leno from years ago. “You wouldn’t believe how James Woods can kiss — in fact, I tell him every time I see him, ‘You want to kiss? You want to do another…I bet he’s a great lover, too,” Dolly said with a laugh.

Dolly also mentioned Sylvester Stallone being pretty good at this particular part of his craft, but she had something else to say about Burt Reynolds. She said that when they filmed The Best Little Whorehouse In Texas, Reynolds had to dye his mustache black because it’d actually already turned gray by that point. “Every time I kissed him, I’d just have all black around my face,” she chuckled.

Okay, I don’t give a fig who you are or what your opinion of Dolly Parton might be, that’s some funny-ass shit right there.

WRECKED ’em

What Coleman said.


PREACH it, bruh.

“We messed up”

Cracker Barrel execs play the Contrition card. But might there be more to all this than meets the eye?

Few stories grabbed national attention quite like the Cracker Barrel rebrand did this year. Even amid endless high-profile developments in Washington, the Cracker Barrel rebrand stood out as offensive to Americans everywhere.

Like Bud Light’s partnership with transgender activist Dylan Mulvaney, Cracker Barrel’s new look felt like an attack on an American institution from an out-of-touch C-suite that bought into the leftist idea of Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion. The backlash was so severe that the company publicly slammed the brakes on their modern makeover and promised Americans they weren’t changing a thing.

Despite this course correction, it was clear that someone at the top had lost the plot, and when Cracker Barrel shareholders voted for board nominees, DEI consultant Gilbert Dávila was not one of them. As I reported on Thursday, Dávila resigned from his position.

Nice that the clueless Wokester shit-slurper is gone and all, but come ON now: the Executive Suite screws the pooch this badly, and all the CB brain-trust can manage is to dump one lousy consultant over it? Looks like the ol’ Barrel is still et up with the dumbass at the higher levels.

That said, here’s where things start to smell a little funny.

Now, Cracker Barrel CEO Julie Felss Masino, who survived the shareholder vote, is sitting down for interviews, and her first is with Glenn Beck.

In an interview that took place at a Cracker Barrel location, Beck asked them directly what happened to lead them to such a “stupid” decision, comparing it to Coca-Cola’s “new recipe.”

“Our guests have a right to be upset,” Masino told Beck. “We messed up. The intent was not ideological. It was not to put the old version of Cracker Barrel in a box. It was not the intent whatsoever.”

Later, Beck went on to ask if the company had “embraced DEI as a culture.” Masino, seemingly giving the most sterile answer she could, told Beck that Cracker Barrel has always tried to be a welcoming place for everyone. Thankfully, Beck pressed the question by asking if political statements were intended from the rebrand.

“No, it’s pancakes,” said Masino.

I find it very interesting that the conversation was steered into what Cracker Barrel was doing wrong in terms of their food and service by Doug Hisel, the Senior Vice President, who also took part in the interview.

Which jibes rather nicely with all the other stuff I’ve read saying that Cracker Barrel was hemorrhaging customers, employees, and money thanks to ever-crappier food, unclean restaurants, insolent, glacier-slow service, etc well before the ill-considered rebrand ever happened. Which kinda tells me that CB high muckety-mucks have had nothing but disdain, dislike, and outright animosity for their most diehard, core customers for a goodish while now, and almost certainly still feel the same way. Which, in turn, means that Cracker Barrel’s troubles and woe aren’t by any stretch over yet.

If Masino is telling the truth, and this rebrand wasn’t at all DEI-driven, then it was incredibly short-sighted at best. However, it’s pretty clear that Cracker Barrel was involved in DEI-related activities and was becoming increasingly friendly with leftist causes. As Fox News reported through an interview with Robby Starbuck, the restaurant chain kept adopting more and more LGBTQ+ themes…

And now, we come to the main reason I wanted to post on this in the first dang place. Ready, everybody?

Starbuck highlights Cracker Barrel’s support for LGBTQ+ organizations and events, such as Nashville Pride, River City Pride and the Human Rights Campaign (HRC).

He also noted that the company displayed rocking chairs with rainbow colors and LGBTQ+ insignia. The company even went so far as to place one in its Tennessee corporate office. Rocking chairs are practically synonymous with Cracker Barrel, with the restaurant’s long porches lined with them at locations nationwide.

“The fact that it’s located there is important to this story because what’s happened here is a microcosm of the parasitic operating procedure of left-wing activists,” Starbuck said. “They don’t just wanna force their soulless, godless, hedonistic vision of the future onto blue hellscapes that their party controls.

“No, it’s much more important to them that they shove it down into your towns, into your kids’ schools and into your way of life. So, sticking a pro-trans rocking chair into their headquarters in a predominantly conservative town is exactly the type of thing they revel in doing.”

Oh, HELL yeah—nice rip, Rob. Bold mine, natch, because that shit just rocks.

A New (York) low

It’s as if they actually WANT to burn in the fires of Hell for ten thousand years.

‘Offensive’ musical starring a pansexual Anne Frank could save Broadway
A show has turned the tragedy of Anne Frank into an ‘inclusive’ commentary on wokeness. And New York City audiences can’t get enough.

I recently saw the most brilliant new musical in New York City. It’s not on Broadway. It’s not even in a traditional theatre.

It’s at a bar and performance space called AsylumNYC. And it lives up to the name of its venue.

Slam Frank, whose developmental run opened on September 17 and closes on October 26, is a reimagining of the story of Anne Frank that asks: What if her diary were inclusive? What if we addressed the lack of queer representation in that attic? What if we finally told the story of the Holocaust in a way that honours all people, not just the white people it has always centred on?

In other words: what if someone produced a musical about Anne Frank fit for the 2020s?

The result has been a hit. With mostly word-of-mouth buzz, driven by a monthly publicity budget of less than $60, Slam Frank has so far sold out 28 of its 34 performances, the show’s press agent told me.

Clearly, these pustules have neither shame, conscience. nor decency, not even in undetectable trace amounts. Then again, if they did have, they wouldn’t be Left/liberals in the first place, I suppose. COMING SOON TO A CINEPLEX NEAR YOU: Traci Lords stars as Mother Teresa, with Ron Jeremy as Dondi and Christy Canyon as Sister Bhuvika, in Disney’s’ Taj Mahal Gang-Bang Nuns!

Just in case any of you were wondering if there truly was nothing at all they wouldn’t gleefully shit on from a great height, you have your answer.

“Are Democrats Trying To Start A Civil War?”

A: Well, maybe, maybe not; can’t say I really know, although all recent evidence strongly suggests that they are. Whatever the case may be, the one thing I know for sure and certain is that, should Civil War v2.0 break out in this country before too very much longer, they won’t be too terribly disquieted by it.

Whenever you delve into the modern history of internal national conflict you’re bound to come across post-crisis accounts from people who said “We never saw it coming…” or “The violence hit us from nowhere…” Generally speaking, these were the people who weren’t paying attention and they just happened to survive by sheer luck.

I think of this dynamic a lot these days. I see a large contingent of American society (perhaps 25% of the population) which has been radicalized or brainwashed beyond all reason or repair. These people (leftists) operate deep within a protective bubble of propaganda and zealotry; they function within a hive mind that does not deviate from the demands of their gatekeepers. They cannot be reasoned with, nor can they be satiated. They lust for power and the suffering of anyone who opposes them.

he question is, can communist subversion be defeated without using “authoritarian” measures? Is a constitutional republic equipped to deal with this kind of threat? When someone wages war on your society internally, is there a way to fight them while being civic minded? Probably not.

What we are witnessing in the US and Europe today is, in every way, a Marxist/Communist insurgency. It’s difficult to determine what stage we are at in this war. We have moved well beyond the stage of propaganda and mob influence into the realm of political violence, with multiple assassination attempts and terror attacks against civilian targets.

The gatekeepers for the woke communist movement are obviously Democrat politicians and media influencers. They have been consistently and actively encouraging mass hysteria and violence. They have used media spin to protect activist groups like Antifa, pretending that such organizations don’t exist. Whenever activists cause harm or death, the media and political leaders immediately move to defend that action as if it was justified.

They have gone so far over the top in their behavior, I have to ask: Are they doing this on purpose to trigger a civil war, or an authoritarian response? Do they really believe they will be able to use national instability as a weapon to get what they want?

This is what Democrat leaders are doing with the mentally ill rabble they have accumulated. They are aiming the naive and unhinged horde at the guts of the country and they are hoping to create enough mayhem that Trump, conservatives, nationalists, all of us get blamed for the uncompromising response that follows.

It’s hard to say what the end result will be, but I’m finding it difficult to see an outcome that doesn’t include considerable conflict and, unfortunately, bloodshed. And, to be frank, most of it is likely to befall the leftist side. For the sake of their own self preservation, I hope they realize they’re only being used to further an agenda, and their gatekeepers don’t actually care what happens to them in the end.

Nope, not in the slightest they don’t. As I keep telling ya, for those blackguards it all comes down to one thing, and one thing alone: POWER.

Now dig this…

For anyone who still retains even the most tatterdemalion shred of affection for the Greatest City On Earth, the city that never sleeps, so nice they had to name it twice, New York Fookin’ NOO YAWK—which, Lord help me, I do; I still consider my years in a succession of tiny, too-expensive mouse-holes on the good old LES* to be the absolute best years of my life, and no matter how terribly the shitlibs who run the place damage it, there will always be some part of me that loves the Big Rotten Apple—this video of 1960s NYC is really gonna grab ya, but good.

Via Ace; helluva find, buddy!

* Excepting my last apartment way down on East Broadway betwixt Clinton and Montgomery: stashed just east of Chinatown smack dab in the middle of the Williamsburg and Brooklyn bridges; convenient to absolutely nothing and/or nowhere at all; completely impossible to find a cab any time of the day or night; who even knows how many hundreds, perhaps even millions, of blocks’ walk from the closest F train (ie, Orange Line) subway station; perched atop an ultra-Orthodox shul and synagogue, providing daily opportunities for low ethnic humor to us non-payessed, goyische shmendricks; 3 bedroom/1 bath/full kitchen/spacious LR, two BRs on the front of the building with street -facing windows, 3rd BR with French doors, parquet floors, and a big window looking down on a street-level garden alcove; a three-floor walkup building in a quiet, calm, safe working-class neighborhood w/ mostly Puerto-Rican residents—that pad was incredibly roomy by NYC standards, quite affordably priced to boot; admittedly, our place was located well away from anything remotely resembling The Action (a/k/a The Scene, The Lifestyle, The Haps) but after a short while that started to look to us more and more like a benefit, rather than a drawback

Update! Dunno why it never occurred to me to check before, but a quick Luxxle search yielded this:

Yep, there she is all right: 241 E BWay, home sweet home.

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Moar Mark Steyn, men!

Because they made the mistake of sabotaging his escalator and then his prompter, the President of the United States opened up a supersized can of geopolitical whup-ass on the UN General Assembly this week, pithily summarised by many headline-writers thus:

Trump’s middle finger to the UN: ‘Your countries are going to hell’

In fairness, this insight was mainly directed at America’s “allies” in Europe. The particular hell they are going to will not be news to those who’ve swung by this shingle over the last twenty-three years, but I thought it might be worth doing a brisk tour d’horizon of where we’re at:

Follows, a tour de farce of some of the more farcical nation-states currently blighting this beleaguered blue marble, such as…oh, go on, take a wild guess…

*AFRICA

In 1900 the population of Africa was 140 million. That’s why it was possible for one continent to be entirely owned by another – Europe – and why a mere five dozen British civil servants could until 1956 govern the whole of the Sudan, reasonably well and better than any time since.

Today the population of African is one-and-a-half billion. In fact, the continent now adds the equivalent of its total 1900 population – 140 million – every four years. In 2020 Africa had 1.38 billion people; in 2025 1.55 billion people. By 2050 the UN projects another billion Africans. By 2070 – or Thatcher/Reagan to now – the world will have five billion (and falling) Asians, over three billion (and rising) Africans, and Europe and the Americas will be a bit of loose pocket change rattling around between those very round numbers.

It is possible, of course, that those numbers will not come to pass. A significant percentage of those three billion might decide to head to almost any Libyan port delivered by Obama, Cameron and Hollande into the hands of the jihad boys and procure passage on a northbound ship to be ushered by a German or Scandinavian “refugee” “charity” into an Italian port.

As with all things, we did this to ourselves: Western medicine eliminated childhood mortality in the most dysfunctional and corrupt countries on earth, thereby incentivisng millions (billions?) to head for a four-star country-house hotel in England. But, as it is, almost all population growth across the planet right now is coming from sub-Saharan Africa and the wackier Islamic redoubts. Would you stay in Chad when your cellphone is full of EU politicians insisting that “Diversity is our strength”?

To put it at its mildest, when do the citizens of countries “going to hell” at least rouse themselves to boo the cobwebbed clichés?

What more might one say about the Dark Continent, really? Leaving that insuperable mess aside, we’ll just avert our eyes as we shuffle on off to another Earthly garden spot, namely:

*THE MIDDLE EAST

I don’t write much about “Palestine” mainly because I haven’t had a new thought on the subject in a quarter-century. But forget, for a moment, the Jews: I understand many people find Jews all a bit Jewy and agree with that Brit Wanker Copper that it’s unacceptably provocative to have Jews strolling the streets looking “openly Jewish”. So set aside your antipathy to the Chosen; it is not in your interest to have another Islamic krappistan to add to the dozens out there.

There are fifty-seven members of the Organisation of Islamic Co-Operation; and, unlike the Commonwealth, at the UN they all vote as a bloc. So far Europe’s only member is Albania, but, given that over ten per cent of Albanian males are now resident in England it can only be a matter of time before the UK applies for “associate membership”. As it is, J D Vance has already suggested that His Majesty’s Dominions and the Continental powers are recognising “Palestine” only for domestic demographic reasons. Why would that surprise anyone? It’s in America Alone, for cryin’ out loud – although admittedly I wrote that when JD was in junior high.

Was “President” Mahmoud Abbas, now in the twenty-first year of his five-year presidential term, grateful for “recognition” by every Ukrainian rent-boy’s favourite bottom? No. He immediately demanded Sir Keir pay him two trillion dollars in reparations for Britain’s administration of its UN mandate for Palestine. The UK is broke but I suppose it could find the money if it, say, downgraded its Albanian sex-traffickers to three-star hotels.

But all “President” Abbas would do is sluice it to his sons, who, after a lifetime’s devotion to “Palestinian” public service are now among the richest men on the planet, thanks to USAid and its Euro-equivalents.

Abbas and the sewer he presides over are the problem not the solution. If conjuring into being such a “state” – with embassies in London, Paris and beyond – is the best we can do at this stage in the Great Game, our civilisation deserves to die.

Can’t quite make out how, for all his perception and analytical skills, Mark nonetheless managed to let the Tribe primarily responsible for the woes of the ME evade his notice here; probably another ((((****JooJooJJooJOOOOO!!!****)))) plot, I suppose.

Next, Steyn takes a quick, hard swipe at China before getting around to the main event.

*THE UNITED STATES

America’s 1950 moment is drawing to a close. If it ends with every US “ally” going off the cliff and the BRICS crowd collapsing the dollar, its three-quarter-century dominance is unlikely to be regarded by posterity as a grand success. Both scenarios are quite likely: for everyone accept the US and its client states, the inauguration of the post-dollar world is simply a matter of agreeing the timing. As for going off the cliff, whether one can remain a First World society of 400 or 500 million is an interesting question, but you’re severely worsening the odds with all the diversity wankerama.

To be sure, Donald Trump has spent the last nine months demonstrating an energy in the executive unimaginable in France or Germany, Canada or Australia. However, he is stymied at every turn by the industrial-scale hollowing out of every institution from your local kindergarten to the Pentagon. A third-rate politicised judiciary – with an extraordinary number of foreign-born judges whose English comprehension does not apparently extend to the separation of powers – is confident it can stall the President’s drive and determination until the next election.

Furthermore, the United States is the fons et origo of every madness afflicting the core west, starting with mass trannification. Millions of apparently sane people, including your children’s teachers and your hospital management (and, in Minnesota, your governor), purport to believe that this is as much of a woman as the late Claudia Cardinale.

Lots more yet to come, folks. This being Mark Steyn, you won’t want to miss a single word of it, I’m sure.

Update! In the excerpt above, Steyn casually flays those who “purport to believe that this is etc etc,” with a link appended to “this” which I didn’t transcribe, as per usual. I just went and checked out said link, and great Googly Moogly! I figgered I knew what I’d find there, but as it turns out it was even worse than I dared imagine.

OOF! Also, ICK! And for good measure, YIKES!!!

Imagine, if you will, being a pretty teenage girl intent on zipping into the Ladies’’ for a quick, much-needed wee before dashing off to Principles Of Marxism class, only to descry that fucking gargoyle leering at you from the doorway of one of the stalls, just before he slams you bodily to the floor, tears off all your clothes, and rapes you.

Imagine, if you will, this creep’s rancid BO; the dank, greasy feel of that filthy t-shirt; his revolting cigarette-cheap-beer-and-Cool-Ranch-Doritos breath; the nose hair-singing piss/shit/jizz/scrote-sweat reek wafting up from his grayish-yellow tighty-whiteys as he slithers out of his raggedy Chinese Levis knockoffs; his rough, encrusted tongue crawling lIzard-like over your neck, face, and tightly-clamped lips.

Meanwhile, you thrash your head furiously from side to side, eyelids squeezed shut as if not seeing might offer some protection from feeling.. Your mind wails over and over that NO, NO, NO, THIS ISN’T REALLY HAPPENING TO ME, THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!!! Just when you notice one of the brute’s hands is insinuating itself into your clean, thick, curly hair, the other one is pinching your now-exposed left nipple roughly, painfully.

I say again: YIKES!!!

Always remember, it’s sickos like the scrofulous weirdo depicted above that shitlibs will defend to their dying breath as perfectly normal, in fact admirable and praiseworthy. Moreover, such creatures should be given full and unfettered access to your young sons and daughters to abuse, terrorize, and harm them in whatever fashion they deem fit.

If you haven’t figured it out already, there’s no time like the present: the REAL problem here isn’t so much the predatory perverts themselves but the vile and soulless shitlibs backing them. Do away with the latter and the former will soon subside back into the shadows of obscurity, oblivion, and disapprobation which had been their lot until fairly recently.

Starving these freaks of the instant celebrity, the exaltation, the manufactured glamor, and the societal and cultural breathing room provided them by the Conniving Left will do the trick right enough. After all, such things are to officially-designated Victim Class crumbums as nutrient-rich soil, water, and proper sunshine are to green plants.

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