Believe it or Else

How to Murder a Popular Restaurant Chain With This 1 Weird Trick
Following the unexpected closure of dozens of locations last week, Red Lobster completely expectedly filed for bankruptcy protection this week — and how the seafood chain ended up in Chapter 11 restructuring is a fascinating story of bad decisions, spastic leadership, and shortsighted greed. It’s that last element that really tells the tale.

Reb Lobster “temporarily closed” 87 restaurants last week, but as USA Today reported, some of them have “their kitchen equipment up for auction on an online restaurant liquidator.” Temporary, eh?

CNN’s Nathaniel Meyersohn wrote Monday that the chain’s “misguided endless shrimp promotion drove it into bankruptcy.” If you missed the news — I knew about it but my efforts at getting back into shape couldn’t afford it — last summer, Red Lobster made their $20 all-you-can-eat shrimp special a permanent menu item.

“The plan, as far as I can tell,” Luke Winkie wrote for Slate, “was for guests to fill up on just enough shellfish to preserve Red Lobster’s profit margin. It backfired spectacularly: The restaurant’s clientele scarfed down enough shrimp to accumulate an $11 million operating loss in the fourth quarter of 2023.” But that $11 million loss was only a small fraction of the company’s overall $72 million loss last year.

There’s so much more to the story than a money-losing menu item.

Business analyst Trung Phan posted to X that “the interesting part” behind the all-you-can-eat shrimp “is that one of the chain’s owners is Thai seafood firm Thai Union… and it may have used Endless shrimp to dump its own shrimp supply through the 578 restaurants in North America.” Restaurant Business Online reported that bankruptcy court documents question “whether the control Thai Union exerted over the supply chain process drove up costs for the chain, worsening its financial condition.” Quality control was reportedly an issue, too.

“Quality”? At Red Lopster?!? The McDonalds of seafood restaurants, first-choice favorite of Neegrows nationwide and hardly anyone else?

Now you’ve heard everything, right?

Wrong.

There’s still more.

And of course there is, Stephen wouldn’t lie about a thing like that. Thankfully, down South we’ve always been blessed with enough old-school “fish camps” that no sensible person had to even think about resorting to dumps like Red Lopster *shudder* for their seafood needs anyway, so no great loss.

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Plumbing the depths

Posted on May 18, 2024May 18, 2024 by Mike

Have these scum no shame at all? Never mind, no need to answer that one; they show us with each successive new low they hit.

Former New York City mayor Rudy Giuliani’s 80th birthday bash in Palm Beach took an unexpected turn as he was served with notice of his Arizona indictment, sources have revealed. The event, attended by nearly 75 guests, was interrupted by two officials from Arizona’s attorney general’s office who arrived at around 11 p.m. to deliver the papers in the case. The indictment alleges that Giuliani and 17 others were involved in a plot to overturn the 2020 election.

The surprise delivery of the legal papers triggered a mixed response among partygoers. Some started screaming, while one woman even cried as Giuliani was served. Caroline Wren, a top GOP consultant who hosted the birthday party at her home, criticized the move, accusing the Arizona Secretary of State’s office of misusing resources and comparing the incident to storming Normandy.

Giuliani’s political advisor, Ted Goodman, echoed the sentiment, expressing disappointment at the lack of respect shown towards the former mayor. “They could’ve shown a little more respect for the man who comforted the nation following September 11th and who stands up for law enforcement and the men and women in blue,” said Goodman.

Sorry, Ted, but you’re dead wrong there: the shitheels couldn’t have done any such thing. As with other strange qualities such as decency, propriety, courtesy, and compassion, respect is entirely beyond the ken of their detestable ilk, it’s like a foreign tongue to them.

One of Rudy’s bodyguards shoulda pulled his duty piece and Mozambique-drilled the AZ AG Stadtpolizei thugs the moment their sorry asses crashed the shindig and got all up in the guest of honor’s grill. It’s a sad commentary on the state of the nation that so many of our “officials” and “authorities” desperately need to have it explained to them that “just doing my job” does NOT amount to any more valid an all-purpose excuse than “just following orders” did at Nuremburg.

Update! Wonder if the AG goon squad served their precious little notice wearing full SWAT battle-rattle, fashionably accessorized with cocked-and-locked M4s and a vest-load of flash-bangs. If Jefferson, Washington, and Adams could see us now, they’d never stop throwing up.

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Ask a silly question, Planet of the Apes edition

Posted on May 18, 2024 by Mike

“Hiring someone named Ali Hamsa Yusuf as a security guard. What could go wrong?” Arthur knows, and helpfully lays it all out for us.

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Eyrie up!

Posted on May 17, 2024May 17, 2024 by Mike

I stopped doing these bi-weekly Eyrie reminder posts a while back, preferring to let the Substack hang sink or swim on its own. So far, it’s worked out nicely enough with just the link in the Donnybrook post for promo. But I feel tonight’s Eyrie post is really something special, enough so to induce Ye Humble Aulde Blogghoste to call a little main-page CF Muthaship attention to it.

Entitled “Courage, heroism, persistence: what they REALLY look like,” the topic is MSGT Roy Benavidez, of whom, when Reagan hung the MoH around his neck back in ’81 for some truly astonishing exploits on 2 May 1968 as a fighting Green Beret so-jer serving in Vietnam, had this to say: “If the story of his heroism were a movie script, you would not believe it.”

As per his usual wont, Ronnie was exactly, precisely correct about that; just hit the Eyrie link, then carry on from my brief excerpt and commentary to the original article and see if you don’t agree. Since somebody or other (a-HENH!) brought up my commentary just now, here’s a wee dram just to give you the overall flavor.

It’s to our immense cost that, in an age when the words “duty,” “honor,” and “sacrifice” have become dirty words, the concept of “masculinity” itself reduced to little more than a punchline, America seems incapable of producing doughty, indomitable men like MSGT Benavidez anymore. There were precious few of them to begin with, and we’ll always need as many of them as we can possibly get.

That, too, is just true as all git-out. Now go looky, peeps. Subscribe, share, pay-sub to comment, all the usual foofaraw.

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Quote of the day week month year decade century millenium

Posted on May 17, 2024May 17, 2024 by Mike

“The left has the ability to understand reason and the law about as well as my spoon understands the difference between mint chocolate chip and rocky road.

“Presenting them with facts and evidence on gun control is met with remarks about penis size. Talking about case law is like banging your head against a wall. Talking simply won’t work with them.“

Which is EXACTLY why we need to stop even bothering to pretend to try; it wastes your time, and annoys the pig. The one, the only language they understand is violence, of the “swift and blinding” variety. So be it, then. Govern yourselves—or, y’know, not—accordingly.

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As the clock ticks

Posted on May 15, 2024May 15, 2024 by Mike

Criminal malfeasance, plain as day and beyond debate.

‘FBI Kept PUSHING’: Damning Thread Shows Just How Involved the FBI Really WAS in Plot to ‘Fednap’ Whitmer
As the country is a hot mess of horrible in more ways than one under the current leadership, it’s easy for things to sort of fall off your radar. Take for example, the FEDnapping hoax aka a so-called plot from a Michigan milita to kidnap Gretchen Whi(t)mer.

You guys remember that, yes? When a militia was somehow inspired by Trump or white supremacy or something to try and kidnap GRETCH?

Yeah, it sounds stupid when you see it like that but…it was real.

A real hoax, that is.

Follows, a crapton of Tweets laying out the nefarious FederalGovCo plot in detail, after which a seriously flabbergasted Sam J sarcastically quips:

We honestly don’t even know what to say at this point.

Wow.

But you know, we’re not supposed to even talk about the possibility of FBI agents fueling what happened on January 6th.

Ahem.

InfuckingDEED, girl. Not supposed to? Not allowed to, more like, don’t even dare to at that, on pain of consequences most dire as punishment for our appalling impudence.

Hey, when your new puppy piddles on the rug, you gotta give him a swat with a rolled-up newspaper, scold him with a sharpish “NO!” in your best command-voice, rub his nose in his own mess, and chuck his unruly ass outside for a while, amIright? Unsettling as it can sometimes be for you, now and then you must be stern with the cute little rascal, or else he won’t ever be properly housetrained, amIright?

Every dog owner knows that instilling discipline is something dogs need, really; it’s good for them, in all sorts of ways. When you get right down to it, you owe the pup that, it’s your duty to him as Supreme Master of the house. Fulfill that duty and your home will be a happy one, a place of refuge and comfort, all who shelter within its walls safe, secure, and content. Be derelict in said duty, and your home…well, suffice it to say that it won’t be.

And that’s precisely how our exalted lords and masters regard us unmannerly, grimy, grunting Serf Class oafs: as untrained puppies badly in need of corrective instruction in knowing our place, obedience, and unquestioning fealty to our betters. Contra what I said the other night about noblesse oblige being dead and long gone, it actually isn’t; it lives on in Ruling Class hearts and minds, although they don’t consciously know that, and wouldn’t acknowledge its ongoing influence if they did.

It’s just that today, noblesse oblige applies in a slightly different way, in a differently-structured society whose lowly subjects have long since forsaken their philosophical orientation towards the Founding principles of ordered liberty, the rule of law by consent of the governed, individual self-determination, and strictly limited government, shifting the culture towards their exact opposites. A Leftist-driven cultural shift, mind, one that breathed new life into the tenaciously non-extinct corpus of the old noblesse oblige, from a national polity that had once strenuously objected to such a grotesque relic from the Dark Age days of Kings, Queens, and the far-flung colonial empires whose enslaved aboriginals they cruelly exploited and abused, when they weren’t outright exterminating the poor dears for sport.

Ace asks a silly question:

So when do these FBI agents go on trial for conspiracy to commit kidnapping?

Oh, we all know the answer to that one, I’m afraid. At the risk of sounding like the proverbial broken record, I’ll point out yet again that at this late stage of the game, there’s but one burning question left to answer. It’s a daunting question, a painful question, in all honesty a truly terrifying one. Nevertheless, the awful thing sits there staring every Real American straight in the face…waiting. Sooner or later, one way or another, for good or for ill, it WILL be answered; dodging, delaying, or deluding ourselves that the question is neither pressing nor all that important provides a de facto answer in and of itself, a most condemnatory one—the very answer our oppressors are relying on us to give, smugly assuming that, in our cowardice, dependence, and decadent self-absorption, we have no other viable choice.

May God have mercy on us if that calumnious assumption proves to be correct.

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Constitutional course of instruction

Posted on May 14, 2024 by Mike

Roth Renegade discovers one of Porretto’s favorites, the uncompromising champion of human liberty Lysander Spooner.

The Constitution has no inherent authority or obligation. It has no authority or obligation at all, unless as a contract between man and man. And it does not so much as even purport to be a contract between persons now existing. It purports, at most, to be only a contract between persons living eighty years ago. And it can be supposed to have been a contract then only between persons who had already come to years of discretion, so as to be competent to make reasonable and obligatory contracts. Furthermore, we know, historically, that only a small portion even of the people then existing were consulted on the subject, or asked, or permitted to express either their consent or dissent in any formal manner. Those persons, if any, who did give their consent formally, are all dead now. Most of them have been dead forty, fifty, sixty, or seventy years. And the Constitution, so far as it was their contract, died with them. They had no natural power or right to make it obligatory upon their children. It is not only plainly impossible, in the nature of things, that they could bind their posterity, but they did not even attempt to bind them. That is to say, the instrument does not purport to be an agreement between any body but “the people” then existing; nor does it, either expressly or impliedly, assert any right, power, or disposition, on their part, to bind any body but themselves.

It cannot be said that the Constitution formed “the people of the United States,” for all time, into a corporation. It does not speak of “the people” as a corporation, but as individuals. A corporation does not describe itself as “we,” nor as “people,” nor as “ourselves.” Nor does a corporation, in legal language, have any “posterity.” It supposes itself to have, and speaks of itself as having, perpetual existence, as a single individuality.

Moreover, no body of men, existing at any one time, have the power to create a perpetual corporation. A corporation can become practically perpetual only by the voluntary accession of new members, as the old ones die off. But for this voluntary accession of new members, the corporation necessarily dies with the death of those who originally composed it.

Legally speaking, therefore, there is, in the Constitution, nothing that professes or attempts to bind the “posterity” of those who establish it.

S’truth, strange though it may sound to contemporary ears; no less august a personage than Thomas Jefferson himself implicitly affirmed this thesis years before, with these stirring words:

God forbid we should ever be 20 years without such a rebellion.

The people can not be all, and always, well informed. The part which is wrong will be discontented in proportion to the importance of the facts they misconceive. If they remain quiet under such misconceptions it is a lethargy, the forerunner of death to the public liberty. We have had 13 states independant 11 years. There has been one rebellion. That comes to one rebellion in a century and a half for each state.

What country before ever existed a century and half without a rebellion? And what country can preserve it’s liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms.

Bold mine, and a hearty amen to that.

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Q: Are dogs as smart as people?

Posted on May 10, 2024 by Mike

A: Yes. Yes, they are. In light of my previous post, a heck of a lot smarter than many of them.

Yoga time.. 😊 pic.twitter.com/JtdkJSxKqO

— Buitengebieden (@buitengebieden)

April 24, 2024

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Orange Man BAAAAAD

Posted on May 10, 2024May 10, 2024 by Mike

That consarned Trump, what a repulsive sicko pervert he is.

Stormy Details of Past Affairs: When a President Watched As His Aide Had Sex With a Girl
Most of what follows aren’t rumors. It’s not a Stormy Daniels, “she said- he said” allegation. There are multiple witness accounts. The president had quite a sexual appetite, beginning with his loss of virginity at 17 to a Harlem prostitute. After he was elected president, he arranged for a tryst with a 19-year-old White House intern. It lasted a year – perhaps because the teenage intern aged out. There were other interns and at least one famous movie star.

The president watched, and a Secret Service agent observed as the president’s Special Assistant was “banging a girl on the edge of (the) pool” just feet away. One would think that the media would spend days, if not weeks reporting those details if they could verify that Trump was that president.

S’awright, we all know he did it. That, and much, much worse, even. Why, the putrid demon-fiend said “grab ’em by the pussy,” for Christ’s sweet sake!

But he wasn’t. That president was the mythical King of Camelot, the icon of the Democrat Party, and an equal to Lincoln in stature. John Fitzgerald Kennedy was that adulterous cad of a chief executive.

John Kennedy couldn’t keep his pants zipped and reportedly looked at his watch while he gave his sexual attention to extra-marital partners. From start to finish — 15 minutes was all the time they got. Then, out the door. It wasn’t a secret. His wife knew. The Secret Service knew. Reporters knew. J. Edgar Hoover knew and threatened to use Kennedy’s trysts as political blackmail. But JFK was the golden calf.

Ahh, the exalted, golden days of holy Camelot, when D卐M☭CRATs and their pet Enemedia poodles ruled the DC roost with benevolence and skill, and none dared question or defy their absolute right to do whatever they pleased. Enlightened, evolved, compassionate, “mostly peaceful,” sensitive: t’was a better age, a better America, and a better President, that’s for sure.

A washed-up porn pin cushion and her story about blacking out and not remembering what happened should never have seen the light of day or the inside of a courtroom. Her new claims that it wasn’t “about the money” and her insistence that she was an apparent unwilling victim are equal parts garbage, legally irrelevant, and clearly intended to prejudice the 12-person jury. The scandalous testimony Judge Merchan allowed has been, without doubt, utterly irrelevant to the case at bar. Merchan is sheep-dogging a kangaroo court, a political show trial that the KGB’s Lavrenty Beria would be proud of.

I got your attention by leading with a false suggestion. Misdirection. That’s what the prosecution is doing in Manhattan. Trump wasn’t “banging” interns. And this trial isn’t about Daniels or her claims. It’s [supposed to be] about business documents. But the prosecution got what it wanted. A false suggestion that Trump may have raped Daniels.

Orange Man bad.

The Manhattan trial and the blatant misconduct of the trial judge have made it crystal clear for Americans. This isn’t about what Trump did or didn’t do. It’s about getting Trump.

Well, I mean, DUH. The only question remaining now is how much more of this arrant horseshit Real Americans will put up with before they finally get up off the couch, raise up on their hind legs, and strike back at their antagonizers.

The greatest irony of all is that Bad Back Jack’s radical-supply-sider tax cuts were more draconian than either Reagan’s or Bush’s cruel, heartless, ruinous ones in percentage terms, yet elderly shitlibs nevertheless drench their Depends to this very day in rapturous memory of the self-serving, womanizing, election-buying rich-boy heel that was taken from them far too soon. Go figger. Worked a treat at stimulating a stalled economy too, in all three instances. Then again, tax cuts almost always do, regardless of who implements them—almost as if there might be some sort of symbiotic, mutually-reinforcing relationship between them (for more on that curious, inexplicable conundrum, please see this post).

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Kristi, we hardly knew ye!

Posted on May 10, 2024May 10, 2024 by Mike

It’s a damnable shame, I had such high hopes for her up till now. Alas, no longer, although I suppose there’s still barely a ghost of a glimmer of a slim snowball’s shadow of an outside chance that she’s just the latest victim of yet another shitlib con/hit job, career-destroying words put into her mouth by shady malefactors while she wasn’t paying close enough attention. I certainly wouldn’t bet money I couldn’t afford to lose on it, but it’s just possible. Just. Maybe. I guess.

“Everybody wants to be a bodybuilder, but nobody wants to lift no heavy-ass weights.” – Ronnie Coleman

Writing an interesting and engaging article often requires a significant amount of time and energy.

Writing an entire book, especially one that is insightful and captivating, is truly an incredible accomplishment, because it requires SO MUCH WORK AND TIME to complete the mission.

In the political publishing industry, however, the top “authors” have gamed the system entirely. The entire genre is a fraudulent mess of epic proportions.

I’m only 34, but I’ve been in the media and publishing space for quite some time, having written for pretty much every major right of center publication you could think of. I have no idea how long this massive grift has been occurring, but I can assure you it’s been going on for decades.

One such high profile example of political ghostwriting dates back to 1956, with Profiles In Courage, the 1956 volume that helped to establish the intellectual and political bonafides of John F. Kennedy.

Now, there has been a noticeable distinction between how “insiders” and “outsiders” have interpreted the flaming dumpster fire that is the publicity tour related to South Dakota Governor Kristi Noem’s upcoming book. The general public seems confused about the idea that Noem seemingly didn’t know about so many things that were in *her own book*.

From stories of psychopathically mass-shooting her animals to concocted tales of talking tough to Kim Jong Un, Noem’s answers for her claimed antics, and the repeated falsehoods claimed under her namesake, have gone from bad to worse.

It’s a given that many of us in the space already wrote off the idea Noem would write any of her own book. But she has taken the laziness of politician “publishing” to new heights. She apparently didn’t proofread any of her book either, despite narrating the audiobook. Given the historic botch job, I’m glad that the public is starting to ask more questions about this incredibly sketchy operation.

The Kristi Noem saga has exposed an open secret about the political publishing industry: a tiny percentage of “authors” in the space write their own books. And those real authors are often smothered by fake authors with a machine in place to promote their fake autobiographies, which take time and opportunity away from those who have put in the work.

For politicians, I would estimate that maybe 1 percent write their own books. Some spend occasional time with their ghostwriter in order to best express their personality and ideas. Others, like Noem, just mail it in entirely, and have the ghostwriter rely upon public material from speeches and appearances.

Yeah, well, it’s kinda hard to decide which of the two likely scenarios is worse: that she neither wrote NOR read the thing and is therefore blissfully unaware of the kind of bizarre, godawful stories related therein, or *shudder* that she IS aware of them, because they’re, y’know, TRUE and ACCURATE, and she sees nothing wrong with the material, is perfectly comfortable with it, and frankly just can’t understand what all the uproar is about.

I admit I didn’t know a whole heck of a lot about Da Guv before all this, but what little I did know I liked; excepting a few decisions on which she arguably screwed the pooch, her heart during her tenure as Governor has seemed for the most part to be in the right place, Constitutionally-speaking. After getting off on exactly the wrong foot initially, her flat refusal later to exercise dictatorial power over her constituents during the FauxVid psyop/trial run, further fleshed out by some admirably thoughtful, high-minded, and rare-as-hen’s-teeth perorations explicating the specific limits on what she was and was not empowered to do as the Governor of a sovereign State under the US Constitution, I found extremely appealing.

Tough; capable; feisty; determined; far and away the most breathtakingly attractive politician (in the strictly physical sense, which I know I’m not allowed to either notice or mention right out loud, but hey, fuck all y’all) in America today, male or female—Kristi Noem seemed to have the Right Stuff, veritable bucketloads of it. By every indication well on the way to solid renown, respect, and success as a national political figure, all she really had to do was simply not fuck up. Sadly, after this needless, self-inflicted kill shot, I preminisce no return to the salad days for poor Mrs Noem. Stick a fork in her, she is well and truly done. If the woman is as reckless, clueless, weird, and just plain D-M-U-B dumb as this spectacular crash ’n’ burn suggests, could be we dodged a bullet with her. Which makes the Great Noem Flameout of ’24 an occasion not for sadness over what might have been, but for a heavy sigh of relief for being spared in the nick of time.

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Shitlibs announce impending assassination attempt in Argentina

Posted on May 9, 2024May 9, 2024 by Mike

De facto, if not quite de jure.

Milei Is Absolutely Killing It in Argentina
President Javier Milei entered office like Jack Nicholson breaking his way into the bathroom in “The Shining” — with an axe. Armed with emergency powers granted by the Argentine Congress, he balanced the country’s out-of-control budget in one month, fired government workers by the thousands, eliminated more than 200,000 “corrupt” social welfare programs, and even cozied up to NATO.

“There’s a lot more chainsaw” to come, Milei promised in March, and I momentarily almost became gay.

The usual fearmongers mongered the usual fears.

A few weeks ago, the New York Times ran an opinion piece — complete with a demonic-looking, high-contrast black-and-white photo of Milei — by Argentine author Uki Goñi. According to him, Milei is the “product of a long South American history in which authoritarianism has been the norm and democracy the exception.” Of course, Goñi also called Milei “a far-right libertarian,” and if you can square “authoritarian” with “libertarian,” then cut back on the day-drinking.

Victor Swezey warned in December that “victims of Argentina’s dictatorship see [a] step backward in Milei’s presidency.”

And the Columbia Journalism Review’s Jon Allsop got his panties particularly twisted over concerns about Milei’s “particular hostility toward public media,” and the private media, too. But when a conservative or libertarian shows any level of hostility toward the media, he’s merely returning the favor.

So who is right? Milei and his axe or his critics with their axes to grind?

Let’s look at the numbers.

By all means, let’s:

Inflation down from 300% to 11%;
The first quarterly budget surplus since 2008;
Interest rates cut three times in three weeks;
The Argentine peso is now the world’s best performing currency

Among other fine and notable things. No wonder shitlibs worldwide are gonna have to have him murdered—he’s singlehandedly proving every last item in the Leftard catchism assbackwards and wrong, they can’t afford to have this sort of thing continue right out in front of God and everybody. To wit:

“It may also get better over the months ahead,” the UK Telegraph’s Matthew Lynn wrote last week. “With stabilising prices, and a rising currency, investment should start flowing again into a country rich in natural resources and hyper-competitive on wages costs.”

“If so, Argentina would be defying a global economic establishment addicted to bigger government, more regulation, and rising deficits.”

Indeed.

“The risk of a default of Argentina has decreased by 38.4% since Javier Milei took office in December,” news aggregator Visegrád 24 posted to Twitter/X on Tuesday. “The Credit Default Swap (CDS), which acts as a kind of insurance against debt default, stood at 4,280 points when Milei was inaugurated. Now, it has fallen to 2,634 points.”

It’s early into Milei’s term and his reforms have barely had time to take hold. There will be pain ahead because decades of bad policies don’t work themselves out in weeks or months. But shrinking government, tamping inflation, and stabilizing the currency, make for a solid foundation for future prosperity.

Free markets work. Who’d a thunk it?

See what I mean? Not there are NO clouds on the immediate horizon, to wit:

There has not as yet been anything like an authoritarian crackdown on dissent. No journalists have heard that midnight knock on the door, and no communists have been treated to free helicopter rides.

BIIIIG mistake there, Mr President, sir. If there’s any single thing that could be counted as sowing the seeds of your own destruction, suffering a Commie to live would have to be it. Please do note that, for Milei, I added no asterisks or sneer quotes around “President.” No need for ‘em, ‘nuff said.

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“The next civil war will be between bat shit crazy women and everyone else”

Posted on May 8, 2024May 9, 2024 by Mike

An idea originated by Bill Whittle per Stephanie Gutmann, via Glenn Reynolds.

This post has been a long time developing. Back during the #MeToo pogroms, and the pink pussy hats, and the screeching on Capitol Hill, and the Stalin-esque career-killing accusations and the disappeared men, I wanted badly to write something titled “Why Are Women so Angry?”—for watching #MeToo had been like watching the spread of a contagion, a mind virus, to use Elon Musk’s term, and a contagion that was spliting society further into two camps.

There is certainly a growing political divide between men and women. Women are more likely to be left-wing and in so far as left wing is crazy….

Now, rampaging leftism will certainly get you to crazy pretty fast, but it’s this quality of crazy even among women who aren’t overtly political: The quality is there in the blowsy thirty-something woman in the unflattering bike shorts and crop top doing an illegal climb to the top of a fragile Mayan pyramid in the Mexican jungle, where she does a bawdy dance (Instagram, don’t you know.) It’s the much older women having affairs with teenaged boys and then filming themselves (Trigger Warning! This is an actual YouTube genre) making out with much younger men, even boys. It’s the flagrancy, the exhibitionism, the unhingedness we saw so often during the Gaza Encampments among the women who often seemed to be leading the crusades and who, so often, just seemed to be using “Gaza genocide” as an excuse to get hysterical.

There are actually good reasons (not excuses, reasons) why Bat Shit Crazy contagion should be at peak right about now:

FULL DISCLOSURE: I am not necessarily opposed to the exhibitionism per se, if it was actually attractive women participating instead of the usual shrieking, butt-ugly manatees who no sane person wants to see get nekkid doing it. Follows, an in-depth listing and analysis of a few of those good reasons, and then:

Is all of this a recipe for civil war? Probably not.

People who throw around the notion of an incipient civil war seem to forget that wars still depend on a huge supply of young men, fit and motivated enough for that “bitter arithmetic” and, what with very real testosterone deficits among men these days, we barely have enough sufficiently aggressive men to fill our regular army.

So we may not see civil war (at least along these lines) any time soon, but we can expect lots more Bat Shit Crazy before a new CINC can help restore sanity.

I must beg to differ with that last; it is NOT up to any CiNC, new or old, to help restore sanity, nor should we be looking for one to do it for us. The mindset that reflexively looks to FederalGovCo for the solution to every problem great or small is a major factor in how we got ourselves into this mess in the first damned place.

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Put-up job

Posted on May 7, 2024May 7, 2024 by Mike

Waitwaitwait, you mean to tell me that the whole thing was all just a DO(I)J swindle all along?!? That Meinherr Garland’s DO(I)J really, truly is as marrow-deep corrupt and partisan-politicized as some of us have been insisting for years? Why, I can’t believe it. I WON’T believe it.

The DOJ’s Doctored Crime Scene Photo of Mar-a-Lago Raid
New disclosures in Special Counsel Jack Smith’s espionage case against Donald Trump reveal the FBI tampered with evidence to create the infamous photo–and DOJ has lied about it for nearly two years.

It is the picture that launched a thousand pearl-clutching articles.

A few weeks after the armed FBI raid of Mar-a-Lago in August 2022, the Department of Justice released a stunning photograph depicting alleged contraband seized from Donald Trump’s Palm Beach estate that day; the image showed colored sheets representing scary classification levels attached to files purportedly discovered in Trump’s private office.

Included as a government exhibit to oppose Trump’s lawsuit requesting a special master to vet the 13,000 items taken from his residence, the crime scene pic immediately went viral—just as Attorney General Merrick Garland, who authorized the unprecedented raid, intended.

At the time, even regime-friendly mouthpieces questioned the need and optics of the raid; the photo helped juice the DOJ’s justification for the storming of Trump’s castle.

“[The] question of whether Trump had classified material with him at his Mar-a-Lago resort has captured the public’s attention. The photo published by the government appears to answer that question quite affirmatively,” Washington Post resident fact checker Philip Bump wrote on August 31, 2022.

Yeah, well, y’know, the Washington Post. That would of course be the longtime regime house organ Washington Post, after all. Fake News doesn’t come any more Fake Newsier than them. Onwards.

Some of Bump’s colleagues were more hyperbolic. An ex-CIA officer told ABC News the cover sheets indicated the highest level of secrecy, which in the wrong hands could have resulted in murder. “People’s lives are truly at stake. Without being melodramatic, anything that helps an adversary identify a human source means life and death,” intelligence expert Douglas London melodramatically warned in reaction to the photo.

The New York Times insisted the photo was consistent with how the FBI handles criminal investigations. “[It] is standard practice for the F.B.I. to take evidentiary pictures of materials recovered in a search to ensure that items are properly cataloged and accounted for. Files or documents are not tossed around randomly, even though they might appear that way; they are usually splayed out so they can be separately identified by their markings,” reporters Glenn Thrush and Adam Goldman wrote on August 31, 2022.

Except…that is not what happened.

And it most certainly wasn’t, as the article goes on from there to detail. Highest possible kudos for the indespensible Julie Kelly for yet another marvelous real-journalistic coup de main. The woman is like a fucking machine.

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