Words of wisdom

America’s GoAT USSC Justice (and it ain’t even close), the incomparable Clarence Thomas, says it loud and clear.

Clarence Thomas SLAMS progressivism as threat to Americans’ natural rights
Progressivism “requires of the people a subservience and weakness incompatible with a constitution premised on the transcendent origin of our rights.”

Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas spoke at the University of Texas in Austin on Wednesday night and he lashed out at the horrible political philosophy of progressivism, saying that it’s anathema to the Declaration of Independence and the goals set forth in that document. He praised the ethos of the Founding Fathers and urged Americans to not be “passive spectators” in American liberty, but to uphold the Declaration of Independence.

He spoke about his career, realizing early on in Washington, DC, that he had to define his principles and their worth. “What are your principles worth to you?” He said he asked himself.

“My answer then was the same I would give today: they are worth life itself. What are those principles? They are the same principles in the Declaration. They were bequeathed to me by my grandparents and reinforced by my nuns and my faith.

“In God’s eyes, we are equal. We are all equally created in the image and likeness of God. We are all endowed with the natural rights to life, liberty and happiness. Our rights and our dignity are inherent. They do not come from others, and they do not come from the government. And our government derives its legitimacy and its authority from our consent. We do not derive our rights from our government.

“The primacy of our rights in relation to our government is crucial in reconciling the mortal words of the Declaration with our Constitution and our history. None of our rights come from the government.

“All of the government’s authority comes from our consent, and the structure and limited role of government is to assure that it does not exceed the authority to which we have consented or intrude on our natural rights. The Constitution is the means of government. It is the Declaration that announces the ends of government.

“The Constitution achieves this purpose by protecting our natural rights and our liberties from concentrated power and excessive democracy. Our Constitution creates a separation of powers and Federalism, truly for the first time in modern history, to prevent the government from becoming so strong that it threatens our natural rights.”

Preach it, sir. Gonna be a dark day indeed when Justice Thomas steps down and retires, not only for liberty-oriented Americans but for liberty its own self. Wise, steadfast, and clear-eyed; learned, eloquent, level-headed, and unflappable; steeped in the history, lore, and principles of our nation’s Founding; the man truly gets it, in a way that no other Justice ever quite has. Mere words can’t express how very fortunate Real Americans are to have him, particularly in these most parlous of times.

“Pride Month” is CANCELLED

About fucking time.

Eric Daugherty @EricLDaugh
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🚨 GREAT NEWS: Tennessee Gov. Bill Lee signs a resolution telling Pride Month to SCREW OFF, instead declaring June as “NUCLEAR FAMILY MONTH”

The left is LOSING IT!

“The nuclear family, consisting of one husband, one wife, and any biological, adopted, or fostered children, is God’s design for familial structure and has been the bedrock of society since the creation of the world,” the resolution says

Amazing decision.

It is that for sure. Which is kinda sad when you think about it; decisions like this one should be the order of the day—not “amazing,” not “extraordinary,” just part of the usual routine. And yet, somehow, here we all are.

Good on ya, Gov.

Update! Meanwhile, up in the People’s Republic of Taxachusetts:

Jeez-O-Pete. Bill Lee’s Tennessee and Massachew-zits are NOT the same, and for that denizens of the Volunteer State can be deeply, deeply thankful.

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?

KATN

Jurassic Media propaganda and the rest  of their Leftard partners in crime want you to think that Iran’s Mad Mullahs are kicking American ass and taking Israeli names—ie, that we’re exhausted, out of ammo, dispirited, mere minutes away from throwing in the towel and accepting another crushing defeat to the invincible Pisslamic horde.

As always, you can’t believe a word those serial liars say, nor shoud you.


In its entirety:

Since President Trump revealed contacts with the Islamic Republic, we’re seeing something very telling:

Regime officials are either turning on each other, pointing fingers, accusing one another of negotiating with the United States or in their own media and social platforms, they’re warning against character assassination of figures like Ghalibaf or Rouhani, because suspicion is spreading inside the regime itself.

Some are even calling for arrests or worse. Others are publicly shaming officials, accusing them of secret talks.

This is the atmosphere on the Islamic Republic’s side of social media. Total panic.
inside Iran: chaos at the top.

Is there more, you ask? Why yes, of course there’s more.


The rest of it:

This is an Iranian insider, openly warning: “Do not collaborate with the enemy. Do not assassinate Dr. Ghalibaf’s character.”

The infighting has gotten so bad, regime officials accusing one another of betrayal, right after president Trump said they’re talking to someone inside Iran.

PRO TIP: This is NOT the way a victorious national leadership typically conducts itself. The only sane, sensible response…

ICE is large, in charge, and on the job

All the more reason for anti-American “liberals” to hate their guts, then.

Scott Jennings Shuts Down CNN Panelist’s Anti-ICE Rant With Single Question
(DCNF)—Salem Radio Network host Scott Jennings shut down former Department of Homeland Security Chief of Staff and “No Kings” agitator Miles Taylor Monday night by asking him one question about an arrest at San Francisco International Airport.

President Donald Trump on Saturday ordered United States Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) agents to assist Transportation Security Administration (TSA) officers who have been working without pay for over five weeks. Taylor complained about a Sunday arrest, which took place before Trump’s order took effect.

“Is there a single report today of something going awry with ICE agents… Maybe there is” Jenning asked before “CNN Newsnight” guest host Kasie Hunt responded, “Well, thank God, for 24 hours something didn’t happen.”

“There was. There was an ICE agent refusing to identify himself arresting a woman in an airport, freaking people out. They weren’t even sure. It was in San Francisco airport,” Taylor claimed, with Jennings responding, “Well, what kind of an interaction was it actually? Do you know the situation?”

ICE agents apprehended an illegal alien from Guatemala who tried to flee as the agency was trying to enforce a deportation order dating from 2019, according to a Monday post on X.

Bold mine, and entirely dispositive. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again: if it weren’t for lying, shitlibs would have nothing to say at all.

Deport. Them. ALL. Reminds me of a minor hassle I had with a Hispanic Walmart delivery driver who couldn’t speak a lick of English. He couldn’t find my house even after I’d wasted nearly half a damned hour on the phone trying to walk the guy in turn by turn, finally ran across my place by sheer luck and/or actual magick. It was entirely obvious that the guy couldn’t read the street signs, and had no clue what I was saying.

Throughout this whole frustrating circle-jerk the halfwit kept asking me did I no hablar the español, until I finally got sick and tired of messing around with his dumb ass. I told him no, I most certainly did NOT hablar the español, that this was the United States of America, that we speak English in this country, and that if this was a problem for him he definitely needed to consider going back to wherever the hell he came from. After having had to deal with these immivaders dozens of times—screwed-up grocery orders, wrong and/or missing items, orders thrown out into the front yard of the wrong house several miles away, lather, rinse, repeat—I get where this FLA State Trooper is coming from.


Heh. THAT’S how you do it: shut ’em down; impound the truck so whoever hired this asshole for the driver job gets to share in the misery for a change; deport the driver; and throw the entire upper-level management of said corner-cutting trucking firm in prison for a 10 year stretch. Let the non-English-speaking trucker climb back into his rig with nothing more punitive than a citation written in a language he ain’t gonna understand, imposing a fine he ain’t gonna pay and setting a court date he ain’t gonna show up for, on the other hand, and soon enough Chico’s gonna kill a family of four when his (overweight, uninsured) tractor-trailer slams head-on into their subcompact struggle-buggy at 80MPH, whistling a peppy little conjunto tune as he motors happily along down the wrong side of the highway.

What a TRUE ally looks like

This right here.

Milei wants Argentina’s US ‘strategic alliance’ to be ‘state policy’
President Milei says “South Atlantic is the strategic battleground of the coming decades” and that Argentina will be in tune with the United States.

President Javier Milei says he wants to make the “strategic alliance” with the United States led by ally President Donald Trump a “state policy.”

In a state of the nation address to Congress on Sunday night, the La Libertad Avanza leader said “the South Atlantic is the strategic battleground of the coming decades,” arguing Argentina must be a “player” in the region.

“Trade routes, natural resources, maritime sovereignty and the growing presence of actors who do not share our values. Whoever controls it will control a key part of global trade. Argentina has to be that actor,” he argued.

“We must create the century of the Americas: Make Americas Great Again, from Alaska to Tierra del Fuego,” declared Milei.

“We have the critical minerals that the West needs. We have the energy – gas, oil, nuclear power and renewable energy – to supply large-scale production chains.”

He talked up Argentina’s location at the southern tip of the Americas, noting it has “access to two oceans and a presence in Antarctica.”

On his alliance with the US and Trump, Milei’s government backed Washington’s strikes on Iran that began on Saturday and put Argentina on high alert.

To hell with Not-Great Britainistan, France, Churrmany, Spain, et al ad nauseum. Who needs those treacherous, back-stabbing Euroweenies, anyhow? They haven’t really been allies of this nation since WW2 ended, perhaps even longer. Time to give them the old heave-ho, then, and make way for what Milei aptly calls the Century of the Americas.

Praise him with great praise

In which I will cheerfully eat every nasty, insulting word I ever said about Big John Fetterman.

Fetterman Chooses Country Over Party After Iran Operation
Sen. John Fetterman (D-Pa.) backed the U.S. and Israeli strikes on Iran without hesitation, calling Operation Epic Fury entirely appropriate, and said eliminating Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, the un-alived supreme leader of Iran, removed one of the most dangerous figures in modern history.

Well, whaddya know about that. Turns out, there IS one last sane, sensible, patriotic Democrat after all. Good on ya, John.

President Donald Trump confirmed the mission targeted senior regime leadership gathered in Tehran, with early reports stating roughly 40 to 50 of the top Iranian officials were killed in the attack’s early wave. Fetterman didn’t hedge, asking why anybody would grieve leaders of a regime tied to terror networks and decades of repression. He said that Americans should recognize the strategic impact of removing the head of a government that funds violence across the world.

Fetterman’s stance again puts him at odds with several Democratic colleagues who questioned the legality and timing of the strikes. He described their reactions as bizarre. He pointed to the regime’s record, including the 1988 mass executions of political prisoners that killed an estimated 30,000 dissidents under orders tied to regime leadership, making clear the target wasn’t the Iranian people, just the regime.

Vice President JD Vance stated that the administration’s objectives remain preventing Iran from acquiring nuclear weapons. Fetterman said he’d oppose efforts to restrict the president’s authority under the War Powers Resolution.

Because Fetterman’s policy beliefs keep him planted firmly on the left, Fetterman won’t switch parties. But when national security comes into focus, he regularly breaks from progressive orthodoxy and takes a position rooted in deterrence and strength. In a chamber full of Congresscritters using scripted responses, his statements read as uncommon steadiness.

Don’t they just.

Praise, newfound respect, sincere thanks, unstinting acknowledgement from Real American Normals of the man’s plainspoken common sense—with the above well-reasoned, intelligent remarks, Big John Fetterman has earned every last plaudit Our Side can lavish upon him, even if we don’t necessarily agree with him on much else.

SNEK!!!

According to Glenn, Trump just did it again.

Cutting Off the Head of the Snake
Or maybe the Gordian Knot

November 4, 1979 — almost 47 years ago — Iran seized the American embassy in Tehran and held its staff hostage. Ever since then, American presidents have struggled with what to do.

Jimmy Carter temporized for many months, even as ABC’s newly created Nightline — a nighttime news show created specially to cover the hostage crisis — opened every night with “America held hostage, day XXX.” His wife, First Lady Rosalynn Carter, finally prodded him to do something. The “something” turned out to be a shambolic rescue mission that ended in disaster.

President Reagan intimidated the mullahs a bit, but never seriously retaliated for the Beirut barracks bombing that killed over 200 Marines along with over a score of other service personnel. George H.W. Bush invaded Iraq but left the mullahs largely alone. Bill Clinton did nothing of substance. George W. Bush had a chance to bring the Iranians to heel after the conquest of Iraq, but inexplicably failed to press his advantage. Barack Obama was, basically, complicit in their nuclear program, to the point of famously sending them pallets of cash totaling over a billion dollars.

President Trump, on the other hand, killed General Soleimani and told other Iranian leaders that they could be next. And now they are next.

So what have we learned, and what’s likely to happen in the future?

Well, for one thing, we’ve learned that there is no atrocity so abominable, no adversary so bloodyminded and vicious, no act of war so blatant and brazen that the shitlib Left won’t leap in all a-frothing to scold the US about daring to react in any fashion more bellicose than rolling over, showing our (yellow) bellies, and pissing all over ourselves as we whimper piteously for mercy.

Additionally, we’ve learned that every attack launched by us Ugly Amerikkkan H8888rrzzs© in response to provocation, however dire, shall be decried as “unprovoked,” “disproportionate,” “dangerous,” and/or “destabilizing.”

In sum, then, we’ve learned that:

  • Amerikkka, come Hell or high water, is always and forever wrong
  • Amerikkka will always and forever be the bad guy, deserving of all blame no matter what; ie, we are the big, scary monster underneath every kid’s bed
  • The US should never be thought of as “the world’s policeman,” “the world’s breadbasket,” or “the defender of the Free World,” but rather as “the world’s whipping boy”
  • Likewise, the US is to be presumed guilty no matter what, in all situations and contexts
  • Words like “genocide,” “apartheid,” “greed,” and “oppressive” apply strictly and exclusively to the US alone, no one else

There. Not by any means comprehensive, mind, but enough to be going on with just the same. Taken for all in all, an addendum to Mike’s Iron Law #1,246 has been deemed necessary. “What’s likely to happen in the future?” More of the same, alas, for just as long as Real American Normals remain content to put up with this tired shit, and not a moment longer.

As time marches ever on, it begins to look as if it will take exterminating no fewer than half to two-thirds of them before the rest of the sewer rats get the message and back the fuck off, so emboldened have we allowed them to become.

Update! Too bad, so sad.


Cry me a river, Muzzrat swine. Happily, by assuming room temperature Khamenei has now become a good Ayatollah.

Updated update! France could use more Trump and a lot less Macron.

Cheese-Eating Surrender Monkeys Come Out for the Islamic Republic of Iran
After the U.S./Israeli strikes on the Islamic Republic of Iran began early Saturday morning, the far-left government of Canada offered tepid support for the strikes, while the government of Saudi Arabia, indignant after an Iranian strike against a U.S. base inside the kingdom, said that it would join in on striking Iran. So far, so good.

Emmanuel Macron’s France, however, had a markedly different reaction. Several hours after the strikes began, Macron wrote:

The outbreak of war between the United States, Israel, and Iran carries grave consequences for international peace and security.

Notice that he says nothing whatsoever about the yearning of the Iranian people for freedom after suffering 47 years of the Islamic regime’s bloodthirsty repression.

In this decisive moment, all measures are being taken to ensure the security of the national territory and that of our compatriots, as well as our interests in the Middle East.

France also stands ready to deploy the necessary resources to protect its closest partners at their request.

The ongoing escalation is dangerous for all. It must stop. The Iranian regime must understand that it no longer has any option but to engage in good-faith negotiations to end its nuclear and ballistic programs, as well as its actions of regional destabilization. This is absolutely essential to the security of all in the Middle East.

Macron here assumes that the Iranian Islamic regime will remain in power.

That’s because if it were up to his weak ass, it would—forever and ever, amen.

Nevertheless, he plows on:

The Iranian people must also be able to build their future freely. The massacres perpetrated by the Islamic regime disqualify it and require that the voice be given back to the people. The sooner, the better.

This is inconsistent, as he just called upon the Iranian regime to “engage in good-faith negotiations.” Now he says that it has been disqualified, and that he wants the Iranian people to have a voice. Great, but how does he envision their getting that voice, if he thinks that “the ongoing escalation is dangerous for all” and “must stop”? Macron offers no way forward. He is clearly just hoping that whichever side wins will think he was supporting it all along.

Well, of course he is. He’s the pluperfect ProPol: all things to all people at all times, no matter what. He talks a lot, but says nothing of any real import. When the final bell sounds, he’ll step up to the podium, beam a gleaming, toothy smile into the camera lenses, make a rousing little speech extolling his myriad virtues—foresightedness, courage, unswerving dedication to principle, plainspoken integrity, and so forth, none of which he possesses to any noticeable degree—shake the important hands, and then move on to the next Media Availability.

Overcome with disgust, Spencer spits:

None of this can be made to make sense. It is just the dissembling of a politician who wants to appear strong when he is weak, decisive when he cannot make up his mind, and on the side of his Western allies while not alienating his friends and business partners in Tehran.

Oh, it makes sense all right. It stinks to high Heaven; it’s self-serving as all Hell, sure. It’s despicable, certainly, and says nothing whatever complimentary about the people of France, that they would countenance such an obvious bargain-basement s’faccim as the “leader” of their once-proud Republic. But what it also happens to be is perfectly typical of his foul ilk.

As my biker friends used to say, Macron is so low he’d crawl over his dead sister to fuck his own mother. Which, y’know, is pretty dadgum low if you ask me.

Remembrance

Steyn on Limbaugh, now five years (!!) gone.

Five years ago today, a couple of hours before airtime, I was pottering about getting ready to guest-host The Rush Limbaugh Show when the telephone rang. It was Kraig Kitchin, his longtime friend (and head of the network that distributed his show), calling to break the news that Rush had died earlier that morning.

Post-Limbaugh, talk radio seems smaller to me than it once did – not just because Rush had a big personality, but because he managed to fit the flotsam and jetsam of the news cycle into the big picture. Whatever topic he’d alight on, he would enlarge, and connect to the great coursing currents of the age. He was also incredibly, naturally funny. I have nothing against any of his successors up and down the dial, but, on the very rare occasions I switch on the radio in his time-slot, it’s not the same.

Three years ago, the anniversary of Rush’s death fell on the day of our weekly Clubland Q&A. It wasn’t intended to be a one-hour remembrance of America’s anchorman, but, because listeners had so many questions about him and his show, it somehow turned into one. Listening to it later, I thought it was worth a re-broadcast – not just for the questions and answers, but for other aspects, too: a musical selection courtesy of his beloved Kathryn, a brief evocation of my guest-hosting days, and the last words Rush ever spoke on air.

Read the rest, natch. Steyn was far and away the best of El Rushbo’s stable of guest-hosts if you ask me, and if this short piece is any indication, is quite a dab hand as an obituarist as well.

No, daddy, NO!

Not the genital cuffs AGAIN!

Cynical Publius
@CynicalPublius

RE: Vance Getting Booed at the Winter Olympics

So a bunch of Eurotards from Europe’s fashion capital booed our Vice President and Second Lady at the Winter Olympics opening ceremony.

Democrats, of course, are thrilled by this because they too hate America. I, of course, could not care less.

But let me tell you what is really going on.

The USA is Europe’s Daddy, and has been for 80 years. Europe is the stumblebum adult male child in his 30s living on Daddy’s couch. He can’t hold a job, all of his relationships are disasters and he depends on Daddy for all sustenance and protection.

One day Daddy gets fed up with Sonny’s unwillingness to pay his own way. Daddy is also pissed because Sonny does not support free speech or free markets, and because Sonny fails to protect himself from Muslims who beat him up in the street daily. Daddy finally says:

“ENOUGH! You are on your own. Get out of my house. No, I will NOT lend you more money.”

So Sonny has to finally stand on his own two feet and he resents it. So the next time Sonny sees Daddy, he boos him.

That’s what happened in Milan.

It’s always about envy, resentment, and feelings of inadequacy with these delinquent brats.

How we win

If you stand up to them, they will scurry away like the nasty little cockroaches they are.


Again with the “Show more…” end-run.

InfantryDort
@infantrydort

It’s hard to believe that all we had to do to change the military was to stop backing down.

We went from a disastrous withdrawal from Afghanistan to snatching rogue heads of state in their sleep.

Ending nuclear threats with stunning precision.

Reducing drug deaths in America by orders of magnitude.

And through it all, the ranks swell with recruits. Why?

Because America loves winning, and responds accordingly.

And the only battle casualties belong to the enemy.

Our standards are unforgiving and the results are unforgettable.

Credit where it’s due to the Secretary of War @PeteHegseth, and the force that remembers what it can do when they’re allowed to do it.

Our current reality is unrecognizable from over a year ago. And for that, I am thankful. And I know I’m not alone in thinking that.

Key line here would have to be “…the force that remembers what it can do when they’re allowed to do it,” in my estimation. As for the plaudits for Hegseth, I have to say they’re richly deserved. Far as I know, the guy hasn’t put a foot wrong as SecWar yet.

The TRUTH, at last

Lakeside Joe lays it on us straight up, no chaser.

These statements are drafted from today’s National Review, and boy do they make sense. In the article the writer states very clearly that using the term ‘demonstrator’ to describe people like Pretti and Goode is a misuse of the term. ” That’s not what {either of them} was.

They report that both were killed while “protesting.” This is the most common description of what they were doing in Minneapolis last week. They both got in confrontations with federal immigration agents that ended in both of their shootings.” If Pretti – and Goode – were merely protesters, we need to change the definition.

A protester, as typically understood, is someone who is making a point, often as part of a gathering of other like-minded people and, usually but not always, in opposition to something. A protester might hold a sign outside a coal-fired power plant calling for it to shut down. A prtoestor might go to Union Square Park in New York City to hear speeches from bullhorns whenever something happens that outrages the left. They might march against the Iraq War, or the Vietnam War – or in favor of Hamas.

What we are seeing in Minneapolis, though, is often quite different. Run-of-the-mill protesters don’t seek out federal agents and harass and obstruct them. They don’t follow and block their vehicles or establish a robust communications network to deploy resources creating maximum disruption of their operations.
Put simply, they don’t obstruct law enforcement officers, and in so doing, literally put their lives on the line. Neither of the two killed abstained – they interfered. And, as tragic as it is, they paid with their lives. There are many lessons to be learned from both incidents, if only people are willing to learn…

I’ll just go ahead and say it right out loud, in front of God and everybody: these fucking oxygen thieves are indeed NOT innocent, non-violent “protesters” seeking to exercise their First Amendment right to “petition the government for redress of grievances,” as specified in our Constitution.

In reality, they are Communist revolutionaries whose ultimate gol is to overthrow the current government and replace it with a Marxist dictatorship which arrogates all power, authority, and spoils to itself…ie, THEM.

These faux “protesters” are well-organized, trained to a nicety in insurgency tactics, and drilled in all aspects of revolutionary strategic doctrine—from recruitment, to military-style organization and movement of company-strength and up formations in the presence of an enemy force, to psy-ops, deception, and misdirection, to actual physical combat with their avowed enemies.

That being the case, and it is, I certainly do NOT consider the battlefield deaths of two enemy soldiers as anything remotely like “tragic.” To me, it smells more like…victory. The real tragedy here is that more of the slimy cock-a-roaches haven’t been exterminated. I’m glad that Alex Pretti and Renee Good at least have been put down like rabid curs; hopefully, there will be more to come, until their fellow Red Army squad-mates have been sent to join them in Hell, with the survivors forced to admit defeat and retire from the field, demoralized and disgraced by the thwarting of their nefarious ambitions..

Once again, I refer you all to the blunt, hard-won wisdom of Curtis LeMay.

LeMay-2 (1).

Yes, it’s a damnable shame that we’ve allowed the Left to bring us to this sorry pass. No sane, decent, right-thinking person wanted this, but we are now engaged in a second Civil War, this one much more dangerous and truly existential than the first one was. Affter all, the Southern Confederacy had no desire to overthrow or otherwise destroy the US government, and Southern political and military leaders said so right from the start.

This time, Goosesetppin’ Leftists are openly proclaiming their ultimate goals, including but by no means limited to:

  • Overthrow the US government
  • Establish a Communist dictatorship in its place, along the lines of the USSR, Red China, or East Germany
  • Impose their will on all dissenters: the “transgender” lunacy; the fnal, open rejection of the US Constitution; confiscation of all citizen-owned fireams; their presumed “right” to invade churches, disrupt worship services, vandalize and wreck everything within reach; and intimidate Christians everywhere into docile compliance with the diktats of the angry mob 
  • Reinforce and strengthen the government schools in their primary mission: not education, but indoctrination
  • Hunt down and either imprison or summarily execute every member of the current Trump administration, along with everyone who ever attended a Trump really, wore a MAGA hat or shirt, and rejects the Hard Left plan for suppression and elimination of all opposition
  • Erase the national borders. freely admit and warmly welcome every serial rapist, child molester, indolent thief, and/or welfare leech who wishes to come here

If you find the above program objectionable, even intolerable, congratulations: you are now a priority target on the Left’s “Enemies of the State” list. and will be properly dealt with as soon as possible. Make those plans now, load those magazines, and gird those loins. This ain’t just about Minnesota, or NYC, or Portland, or Ca;ifornia alone. Nope, this one is for all the marbles, kiddies.

Some of you will doubtless scoff at my warning of imminent disaster, and bleat that “it could never happen here” with the smug self-assurance of a deluded fool. When the People’s Army comes to arrest snd haut him off to gaol for anti-iimmigrant Hate Tweets and/or seditious Fakebook posts,, he’ll go quietly just as his British counterparts have done. After spending a few godawful months in lockdown, perhaps his attitude will change somewhat.

Update! Just occurred to me that this is a perfect time to refresh our memories regarding  Lenin’s “vanguard” concept. Because this is in fact what these misnomered “protesters” actually are, whether they choose to acknowledge that or not.

Vanguardism, a core concept of Leninism, is the idea that a revolutionary vanguard party, composed of the most conscious and disciplined workers, must lead the proletariat in overthrowing capitalism and establishing socialism, ultimately progressing to communism.

The vanguard works to engage the working class in revolutionary politics and to strengthen proletarian political power against the bourgeoisie.

Vladimir Lenin popularised political vanguardism as conceptualised by Karl Kautsky, detailing his thoughts in one of his earlier works, What is to be done?.[1] Lenin argued that Marxism’s complexity and the hostility of the establishment required that a close-knit group of individuals pulled from the working class to become a vanguard of the greater whole to lead and safeguard the revolutionary ideology within the particular circumstances presented by the reactionary régime. While Lenin wished for a revolutionary organisation akin to the contemporary Social Democratic Party of Germany, which was open to the people and more democratic in organisation, the Russian autocracy prevented this.

In its first phase, the vanguard party would exist for two reasons. Firstly, it would protect Marxism from outside corruption from other ideas, as well as advance its plans. Secondly, it would educate the proletariat in Marxism in order to cleanse them of their “false individual consciousness” and instill the revolutionary “class consciousness” in them.

Our task is not to champion the degrading of the revolutionary to the level of an amateur, but to raise the amateurs to the level of revolutionaries.

If the party is successful in their goal, on the eve of revolution, a critical mass of the working class population would be prepared to usher forth the transformation of society. Furthermore, a great number of them, namely their most dedicated members, would belong to the party cadres as professional revolutionaries, and would be elected to leadership positions by the mass party membership. Thus the organisation would quickly include the entire working class.

Of course, Lenin falls into the same trap that Marx himself did: he firmly believed that the longed-for revolution would be the result of an overwhelming majority of lower-class, semi-literate, mostly-apolitical peasants rising up and overthrowing their bourgeois masters, deceiving themselves that the Glorious Revolution would be an inevitable natural progression rather than a sudden chaotic, bloody rejection of their current oppressive elites.

Problem being, history has never worked that way, not once. Marx was as piss-poor a prognosticator as he was a student of history. His overly-hopeful misreading of history has doomed his pet project of Communism to ignoble failure, economic disaster, and rigid, cruel despotism every time it’s been tried.

As so many mad Leftist ideologues have learned to their chagrin, one of the few things Communism produces in abundance is excuses for its poor performance, its inevitable collapse and finally, its rejection by the very people who originally constituted Lenin’s “vanguard,” now reduced to a disorganized rabble obsessively seeking vengeance against the hated Tsar Nicholas, scion of the Romanov dynasty which had ruled Russia for more than three hundred years. However, compared to the grotesque, inhuman depredations of Lenin, Stalin, and their successors, Russians saw fitt to do some serious re-thinking concerning poor oldt Nicholas II.

Vilified by Soviet historians as a symbol of repression and incompetence, Nicholas has been reassessed more sympathetically in post-Soviet Russia. He and his family were canonised as passion bearers by the Russian Orthodox Church in 2000, following the discovery and reburial of their remains in 1998.

Well, whaddayaknow about that. Tsar Nicholas II was admittedly something of a hapless, ineffectual boob, especially when it came to waging war or restoring a faltering, weak economy back to health and vigor. Even so, the Last of the Romanov tsars started to look pretty darn good next to General Secretary Stalin, Lavrenty Beria, and the grim\ parade of megalomanical ogres that came after.

Over the years, I’ve read much speculation suggesting that the Russian people have this funny way of seeing to it that they will ne ruled by one cold, corrupt, heartless tyrant after another—a mystifying  but nonetheless reiiable quirk for which I have yet to see any explanation proffered, or even attempted, by anyone.

The Russian people themselves blandly accept their lot as simply the judgment of Lady Fate, who is at least thoughful enough to dump such a heavy burden of dissatisfaction, deprivation, and futility on a people long since accustomed to it—a people with a great deal of pride in the inner strength and seemingly innate immunity to despair, self-pity,, or regret. This strength, of mind, spirit, and biody enables them to shoulder that weight without bitterness, anger,, or defeatism. Each new “leader” crowing like a banty rooster about this monh’s sure-to-be-succesful-THIS-time Five Year Plan for Agriculture and Industrial Production is no more than Fate playing her usual games again, and the Russian people gave up on asking questions about the vagaries of that fickle Lady ages ago.

Vodka, and plenty of it, is the only known palliative, restorative agent, and refuge from the mind-rotting daily grind of blocks-long queues for food, toilet tissue, shoes, some seriouslu shitty coffee. heavy winter jackets, and sundry other of life’s necessities, all of which are shoddily constructed of poor materials by disgruntled workers whose sole concern is to meet the day’s posted productiom quota and get the hell out of here and back to his tiny three-room apartment in the heart of a VERY bad neighborhood—one in which no sensible woman of any age or appearance dares go outside after dark unaccompanied.

Back home in his cramped government-assigned rat hole, sitting at the small kitchen table pouring himself a third stiff jolt from a just-opened bottle of freezer-chilled Stolichnaya Elit, he reviews the situation as he feels the vodka starting to kick in: the three kids—the eldest a girl of 12, the youngest a feisty, inquisitive 6 year old boy—share a single bed in the smallest bedroom, Mom and Dad have a double  bed in what serves as a living room next to the barely-functioning old CRT television; Grandma Grigoriev has her own bed amd bedroom, thanks to Grandpa Yuri having passed away almost a year ago now; Uncle Matvey stretches out on the tatty, battered old sofa in the TV room with a blanket and the extra pillow from the closet shelf, entertaining Mom and Dad with a seriously remarkable display of snoring, sleep-farting, bestial groans, sighs, and incoherent muttering, closing out the festivities with a round of sound-asleep ass-crack spelunking, before waking wiith a start and asking what the HELLwas that noise just now, a bomb go off next door or something?

After Mom and Dad have convinced Matvey (an Afghanistan vet whose hideous experiences living among savages with little or regard for human life retell themselves in his baroque nightmares) that there hadn’ been any noise anyplace but in his dreams, he gets up, slips his feet into. a battle-scarred pair of ancient slippers, wraps his worn-out old bathrobe around himself and cinches up the waist belt, then plods into kitchen area to get a pot of that nasty coffee going before shuffling off to the bathroom to enjoy the morning whiz.

Yep, it’s another beautiful morning in the working-class Moscow slums, with early-rising Muscovites getting into their pesonal wakey-wakey rituals to ready themselves for another day of poorly-compensated, unappreciated, pointless paper-shuffling. Meanwhiile, the muggers, crackheads, second-story men, rapists, carjackers, whores, and housebreakers spend their entire day sleeping off last night’s action, not stirring again till sundown.

The most dangerous job

If ever I’ve seen the ultimate justification for a lightning-fast mag dump, this lumbering Cape Buffalo provides it in spades here.


*shudder* I’d certainly want to be packing something a lot more hefty, a damned sight more brawny, than that itty-bitty little ole Glock to drop that stampeding wildebeest.

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