RAYCISS!!! – Page 2

Let’s get this party STARTED, people!

Posted on June 12, 2025June 12, 2025 by Mike

Bet none of y’all had “kicks off for reals in formerly mellow, laid-back El Lay, duuuude, sparked by illegal-alien cuddling shitlibs violently turning on certain FederalGovCo departments and/or agencies for simply doing their jobs and nothing more” on your Civil War v2.0 bingo card, now didja?

Many Americans express bewilderment to me as to why even the soi-disant Euro-pussies would surrender their homelands to barbarians without a shot being fired. Fair point – except that the pilot programme for this unprecedented civilisational suicide was an American jurisdiction, and once one of the most glittering in the Union. Among forty-nine other states, it was the Golden State; it fired the imaginations not just of Americans but of much of the planet: California, here I come! Won’t you get hip to this timely tip? I left my heart in San Francisco…

Really? If you did, it’ll be sitting in a pile of fecal matter. Even as it happened, the loss of California was not much analysed: The Democrats preferred to take their victory sotto voce, while Republicans were still bleating about “Ronald Reagan’s California”, as if it had not joined the Lost City of Atlantis on the bottom of the seabed. Orange County, said Mr Reagan, is where “all good Republicans go to die”.

Almost right. It’s where the Republican Party went to die. In 1990 the OC was still two-thirds white; now it’s a third, or the same as the Hispanic population. And yet the GOP remains mystified why one of the most Republican strongholds in the country is now just another Democrat county. California has more electoral votes than any other state. Across the country, in another vote-rich state, New York City is now forty per cent immigrant.

In the end, it’s all demography. Yesterday, I quoted from an old column of mine from the immediate aftermath of the 2012 election. But I thought the whole thing could use a replay – because demography killed California, and demographic transformation is not a natural phenomenon.

Did someone mention NYC just now? Why yes, I believe someone did at that.

NYPD vehicles torched in suspected arson attack as cops find undetonated explosive devices nearby
Arsonists torched at least 11 NYPD vehicles in a targeted attack in a Brooklyn parking lot early Thursday — with undetonated explosive devices also found after two masked suspects were seen running away, police and sources said.

Police and FDNY responded to a report of multiple vehicles ablaze at a lot in Bushwick at the intersection of Central and DeKalb avenues — just a block from the 83rd Precinct station house — around 1:30 a.m. Thursday.

Mayor Eric Adams said at an unrelated press conference that 11 vehicles were damaged and 14 were impacted. No injuries were reported.

The NYPD did not immediately give a suspected motive for the attack, however a flyer taped to a wall directly across from the police station accuses officers of the 83rd precinct of breaking up Puerto Rican Day festivities on Sunday night, injuring revelers.

The fliers called for resistance against the police, and tied in the anti-ICE and protests have spread from Los Angeles to New York City and global anti-Israel protests.

“Now is the time for unified, disciplined action — from Palestine to Puerto Rico to Los Angeles, the struggle for freedom continues,” the flier read.

The above-cited reports of outbreaks of organized, coordinated shitlib violence from sea to shining sea are purely coincidental and entirely unrelated, I’m sure.

This land is THEIR land update! So what’s really going on here, you might well ask? Oh, lots. Lots, and lots, and lots, and LOTS.

President of the Mexican Senate (TODAY):

“We’ll build the wall and pay for it. But we’ll do it according to the 1830 map of Mexico… Mexicans were settled in these territories before the U.S. The Mexicans living there are in what has always been their homeland.” pic.twitter.com/dvN6efNiSr

— COMBATE |🇵🇷 (@upholdreality)

June 9, 2025

1830, is it, muchacho? Having to reach kinda far back to make your point, seems to me. Which usually indicates that the point you’re trying to make is not a very good one. To wit:

How US got California, other states from Mexico for $15 million in 1848
The flag of Mexico has become ubiquitous on the streets of America as a protest symbol against Donald Trump and his government’s immigration policies. Which makes sense given that many people in Texas and California have Mexican ancestry. Let’s take a look at when the US purchased California and half of Mexico’s territory in 1848 got California, other states from Mexico for $15 million in 1848

The protests in Los Angeles, a response to the immigration policies of the Trump administration, continue to rage.

Though US President Donald Trump has sent thousands of National Guard troops as well as hundreds of marines, the demonstrators seem to be undeterred.

But how did it all come about? Let us take a closer look.

It all kicked off way back in the 1840s.

Tensions between the two countries had been growing for years.

On the one side you had the US evangelists of the concept of “manifest destiny” – which preached the superiority and the seemingly divine right of Americans to colonise whatever lands they saw fit on the continent – and on the other you had a wary Mexico.

In the meantime hostilities had nearly broken out between the two countries after the US Navy in 1942 – wrongly believing that war had broken out – seized Monterey in California.

While Monterey was immediately returned, it was a harbinger of things to come.

In 1845, outgoing President John Tyler annexed Texas as his final act in the US’ highest office.

By then, Mexico had severed diplomatic relations with the United States.

Polk began with diplomacy – he initially attempted to buy California, New Mexico and land near Texas for $30 million.

In November 1845, he even sent US diplomat John Slidell to open negotiations with Mexico.

However, Slidell was soundly rebuffed – the Mexican government refused to even see him.

But Polk was prepared– he had already sent US Army commander Zachary Taylor to occupy disputed land.

When Mexican troops fired on Taylor and his forces, Polk had the pretext he needed.

Polk immediately moved Congress for a declaration of war against America’s neighbour.

The Mexican-American War would end (with) the US comprehensively defeating its neighbour.

American armies led by General Zachary Taylor and General Winfield Scott, often outnumbered, would defeat Mexican troops again and again in a series of pitched battles.

The US lost more soldiers to infection and disease than actual battle.

Ulysses S Grant and Robert E Lee, the men who would respectively lead the Union and Confederate armies during the Civil War, received their first taste of real combat in Mexico.

And the rest, as they say, is history…like it or lump it, beaners.

The glancing mention of Grant and Marse Robert above is notable, apt, and historically insructive. By and large, Civil War v1.0 would be fought by two national armies whose officer corps had won their respective spurs in the Mex-Ami rhubarb. With the Federal army, the majority of its field-grade officers would be offered their commissions based almost entirely on their Mexican War reputations, which sometimes had been fairly won and other times…eh, not so much.

In the long run, the relative cakewalk South of the US border ended up serving the US and CSA both quite well as a sort of hands-on, non-classroom OCS/practical training course/advanced tactical studies program for the shattering, murderous conflagration soon to get underway North of the border.

Not again update! Another day, another dumpster-dive for those poor Jarheads.

Marines Deployed To Another Third-World Country Full Of Hostile Foreigners
LOS ANGELES, CA — As has become the standard operating procedure for the military branch over the last half-century, 700 members of the United States Marines found themselves being deployed to yet another third-world country that is full of hostile foreigners.

In this latest deployment to a non-English-speaking wasteland, the Marines were supremely confident that they would be able to handle the marauding hordes of foreign nationals, despite the inhospitable conditions presented by the rubble and destruction of the surroundings.

“Same thing, different day,” said Sergeant Heath Parsons. “We know the drill. We train and prepare until the day when our number is called and we have to report to save the world by traveling to some third-world hell-hole to confront foreign hostiles. We’re used to it at this point.”

Though there had already been some skirmishes in which Marines clashed with the angry natives in the area, the presence of the U.S. Military had already had an impact on the war-torn region. “You can catch little glimpses of what this place used to be like,” said another Marine. “It’s part of our job as Marines, in addition to being prepared to fight, to bring a little bit of hope with us from the United States to show places like this what life can be like under better circumstances.”

Some of the foreigners cautiously welcomed the Marines, while others remained combative when faced with English-speaking Americans.

Well, it’s just that, out in the “press 2 for English” sectors of the FUSA, they run across so vanishingly few of the darn things, see. Puts them right out of their reckoning. “Exotic” doesn’t even begin to cover the idea of an American in LA who actually speaks the King’s English.

At publishing time, rumors persisted that the Pentagon was committed to eventually establishing a democracy in the area.

Shhhhyeeeaah, THAT’LL be the day. You’d have a tough time coming up with much more than, oh, eight or ten people—irrespective of ethnicity, nationality, income (if any) and/or educational level, citizenship status, gender, sexual orientation, etc etc who’d be willing to admit harboring even a passing interest in that ”democracy/liberty/prosperity” horsepuckey at this late date, I‘d guess. Well, except for the areas within, say, five-ten minutes’ walk of Ft Irwin, Camp Pendleton, Coronado, Miramar, Seal Beach, and El Centro, perhaps—haven’t been out to any of those places in a long while, but I can’t imagine that the old-time religion of abiding love of country, strong sense of duty and honor, the legacy of traditions and beliefs faithfully passed down from our Forefathers from generation to generation have all just quietly passed not just from existence but even from the memories of our young soldiers, sailors, airmen, and Marines. No way.

Then again, though, throw San Fransicko, San Berdoo, Compton, and Oakland into the mix with LA and it would probably be more than enough to tip the scales well back into Team Stalin territory and away from any more of that “democracy” nonsense for good.

Let’s not even go into the impact on this “democracy” discussion Cullyfornia’s military airfields; training bases; rifle, AGM, aerial bombing, and artillery ranges, as well as not-quite-as-venerable but every bit as proud, honorable installations such as Fort St George of Fentanyl, Camp Jordan Neely, and NAS “Bathhouse” Barry Soetero are likely to bring to bear when all’s said and done, ‘kay?

Racism, straight up

Posted on May 21, 2025May 21, 2025 by Mike

Sick-making, that’s what.

Episcopal Church Refuses To Resettle White South African Refugees, Citing ‘Racial Justice’ Commitment
Episcopal Migration Ministries has long resettled refugees in the United States, but is now refusing to resettle white South Africans.

Presiding Bishop Sean Rowe announced the decision on behalf of Episcopal Migration Ministries on Monday, just a day after 49 South Africans began their journey to the United States.

Rowe went on to say that the organization, which has a long history of receiving federal grants to resettle refugees, will terminate their agreements with the government. “We have determined that, by the end of the federal fiscal year, we will conclude our refugee resettlement grant agreements with the U.S. federal government.”

President Donald Trump extended refugee status to white South Africans amid concerns that the minority group is being subjected to racial discrimination and has been scapegoated by politicians who’ve called for violence against them.

“South Africa is confiscating land, and treating certain classes of people VERY BADLY,” Trump said in a post on Truth Social in February. “It is a bad situation that the Radical Left Media doesn’t want to so much as mention. A massive Human Rights VIOLATION, at a minimum, is happening for all to see.”

The Trump administration announced an executive order just days later, offering white South Africans refugee status in the United States. The administration cited “hateful rhetoric and government actions fueling disproportionate violence against racially disfavored landowners,” as well as a new law that will “enable the government of South Africa to seize ethnic minority Afrikaners’ agricultural property without compensation.”

Controversy erupted after Julius Malema, a member of the National Assembly of South Africa, chanted “shoot to kill” and “kill the boer” at a political rally in reference to the Dutch South African population.

Funny, innit, how when it’s Whypeepuh being systematically stripped of their fundamental rights, possessions, and property; brutally beaten, raped, and murdered in job lots because reasons; and literally genocided by a vengeful, lawless government and the savage mobs it incites, Amerikan shitlibs seem to be either willfully blind to it, blandly indifferent, or actively in favor of it. Funny, but not in a “ha ha” kind of way.

But hey, at least those poor, unjustly oppressed Nee-grows now have the opportunity to prove themselves every bit as competent, deserving, and sensible as their deposed former masters, right? All they ever needed was the freedom to succeed, Oppressor! Now that de White Debbil’s boot has been removed from de Black Man’s neck at last, just watch dose Darkies soar!!

Ummmm. Well. About all that…

South Africa black-owned farms ‘failing’
Some 90% of farms redistributed to South Africa’s black population from white farmers are not productive, the government has said.

Land reform minister Gugile Nkwinti warned the land might be repossessed if the farms continued to fail.

Almost 60,000 sq km (23,000 sq miles) have been redistributed under policies aimed at benefiting black people who were left impoverished by apartheid.

The BBC’s Pumza Fihlani in Johannesburg says some black farmers are likely to argue that they have been struggling to get the resources and skills to develop their land.

No worries; the global Handwringer Left sob-sisters will see to it they get their “resources” sure enough—completely free of charge, obligation, or expectation, again and again and again. Skills, on the other hand, will be another story altogether, or so I suspect. A sense of personal responsibility, duty, and the requisite “work ethic,” all left curiously unmentioned in the Beeb piece? Sorry, ain’t happening, not in a million bajillion years it ain’t. At least, it hasn’t over the last million bajillion years, at any rate; no reason to think that’s gonna change now just because certain Wokester idjits so desperately need for it to, so’s their cherished PC shibboleths don’t crash and burn right before their swollen, teary eyes, right?

Kipling saw the whole sorry mess coming long, long ago.

Take up the White Man’s burden—
And reap his old reward,
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard—
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah slowly!) toward the light—
“Why brought ye us from bondage,
“Our loved Egyptian night?”

Take up the White Man’s burden—
Ye dare not stoop to less—
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloak your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent sullen peoples
Shall weigh your Gods and you.

Take up the White Man’s burden—
Have done with childish days—
The lightly proffered laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years,
Cold-edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgement of your peers.

Huh. That ain’t gonna make the aforementioned teary-eyed Wokester idjits feel any better either, I shouldn’t think. Worse, if anything—particularly that sinister “judgement of your peers” implication.

In Amerika v2.0, it’s the same old same old

Posted on April 16, 2025April 16, 2025 by Mike

WELL, that certainly didn’t take long.

The ‘Victim’ Saga of Karmelo Anthony Gets Better As Details Emerge About the ‘Minister’ Backing Him
Earlier this month, I reported the story of 17-year-old Austin Metcalf. Metcalf, a star standout football player in Texas, was attending a track meet that involved several area high schools competing. When 17-year-old Karmelo Anthony, a student from another school, came to sit in the area reserved for Metcalf’s school, Metcalf told him he was sitting in the wrong place. Anthony reached into a bag he was carrying and threatened Metcalf. Metcalf then pushed him to get him to leave. That was when Anthony pulled a knife out of the bag and fatally stabbed Metcalf. But now, as the story is being spun to portray Anthony as the victim, new information is coming out about one of his most ardent backers.

That supporter is Dominique Alexander. He is a self-proclaimed “minister” and activist. But for a supposed man of the cloth, he has a pretty sketchy and violent past that may throw a wrench into the “Anthony as the victim” narrative. The first incident involving Alexander took place in 2009 when he was arrested for causing serious bodily injury to a two-year-old child. He admitted to shaking the child but claimed the injuries were accidental. For that offense, he faced first-degree felony charges, but through a series of plea deals and probation, he did not serve any jail time.

Fuck Anthony, fuck Alexander, and fuck any and every other dad-blamed idjit who dares to claim “victim” status for this murdering nigger thug.

But when the race industry grifters smell an opportunity, you had better get out of the way. Almost immediately after the story came out, it took a sadly predictable turn. Supporters of Karmelo Anthony emerged, insisting that he was the true victim and there was even a wild story about how Austin Metcalf had bullied Anthony, who then acted in self-defense.

Also maybe more than a bit predictable in a post-Black Lives Matter culture are not only the pictures of Karmelo Anthony in a suit and tie, putting a clean-cut face on the “victim” narrative, but also what the Anthony family did with the roughly $400,000 that has been raised on a GiveSendGo fundraiser page, presumably for “legal fees.” My colleague Bonchie reported that those fees were, in fact, not used for legal fees, but instead, the family has moved into a $900,000 home in a gated community. The next logical question has to be, does the good “Pastor” Alexander smell a big payday as the donations mount up?

Of COURSE he does. He’ll probably get himself a nice taste too, although maybe not as nice a one as he’d wish. Which reminds me of one I left out earlier: FUCK each and every dumbfuck, White or Black, who kicked in on this appalling, grotesque fundraiser.

So let’s review, shall we? 1) Worthless nigger shanks decent White kid with no real provocation, primarily due to the oft-seen, reliably deadly combination in Amerikan Neegrows of a) piss-poor impulse control, and b) innate tendencies to violence and/or mayhem; 2) Decent White Kid dies from injuries inflicted publicly, before numerous witnesses, for no good reason; 3) Mouthbreathing morons stampede to hit the Give Send Go fundie, leaving WN richer than his most avaricious dreams could’ve ever imagined; 3) Dr Right Reverend Minister Dom’i’niq’ue Sh’Kwanzelle Alexander smells what’s cooking, elbows his way in for a big ol’ slice of dat cash-money pie; 4) Kamelo “T-bone” Ant’ny and fam “move on up,” a la George and Weezy, to “a dee-luxe apaaahkmint” in a gated community, live happily ever after; 5) Austin Metcalf remains dead, and unavenged.

Ugh. Totally, totally sickening, that’s what. Then again, this is one sick, sick society we live in today; even a cursory look at the details of this story tells ya that much.

SOS

Posted on January 30, 2025 by Mike

Say it with me, people: they won’t stop. They will never stop. They will have to BE stopped.

The Mean Girls of liberal media
A New York magazine hit-piece on the alleged ‘cruelty’ of Trump supporters has backfired spectacularly.

Since Donald Trump’s inauguration last week, there has been much coping and seething in progressive media outlets, and among the smattering of people who still pay attention to them.

New York magazine really took the biscuit with an article this week entitled, ‘The Cruel Kids’ Table’, illustrated by a cover photo of young revellers at an exclusive Trump inauguration party in Washington, DC. The people in the photo are dressed to the nines in tuxedos and evening gowns, with glowy tanned skin and big smiles. Also, everyone in the picture is white.

The title and the photo together are clearly meant to invoke horrible memories in readers of being stuffed into lockers by the high-school jock because you – a pathetic loser – looked at his pretty, blonde, cheerleader girlfriend. The implication is crystal clear: look at these horrible, white bullies! Look how cruel they are, celebrating this new racist, homophobic regime!

Notably, the article twice references a supposed lack of non-white guests at different pro-Trump parties. However, it has since transpired that the magazine cropped out several black party-goers from the cover photograph. Black Republican CJ Pearson posted on X that he actually hosted the event in the photo. He says that New York magazine ‘intentionally left me out of their story because it would have undermined [its] narrative that MAGA is some racist cult’.

Even more damning, Pearson said that the New York article purposefully neglects to mention some of the party’s high-profile black attendees. Waka Flocka Flame, a black rapper with almost two million followers on X, gets only a fleeting mention. Gervonta Davis, a black professional boxer with eight million Instagram followers, isn’t mentioned at all. These oversights were not simply careless. This is bad faith.

Which of course is exactly what it was, and is. I repeat: who they are, what they do. I refer you yet again to Mike’s Iron Laws for further details, specifically #’s 873 and 4296-54E, addendum 67. Also #462, just for good measure. The genuinely hilarious part is, having gotten away with their shit scot-free for so very long now, Jurassic Media shitlibs think it a given that they’re always gonna. Hence the look of stunned amazement on their smug faces when that unfounded assumption whirls around and bites ’em on the ass. UNEXPECTED!!!©

Note: the above link is to Instapundit, where you’ll find a link to the excerpted article; it’s paywalled, but 12Ft.io worked nicely for me. For whatever reason, as time has gone by 12Ft has become unreliable enough that it’s slipped from being my go-to option to being replaced by Internet Archive’s Wayback Machine. In this particular instance, though, it was vice the versa: Internet Archive shit the bed, but 12Ft came through like a champ. I haven’t the vaguest clue why that might be, but…well, there it is.

The race thing

Posted on December 17, 2024December 17, 2024 by Mike

Scott Pinsker kicks it around a bit, most of which I agree with, some of which I do not.

Very Respectfully, ‘White Privilege’ Is a Steaming Load of Crap

DING! First disagreement, however piddling: “Respectfully’s” ass; Leftist cretins who constantlty howl about “White privilege” get no respect whatever from me. Onwards.

Not too long ago, it was considered taboo to draw unnecessary attention to someone’s ethnicity, skin color, or racial identity. Black, white, brown — whatever: Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. made such a compelling argument about judging each other on the “content of our character” instead of the color of our flesh that he thoroughly discredited his opponents.

This was one of the less-publicized legacies of King: He made racism sound pretty stupid. (Of course, it is.)

Collectively, we judged Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. by the content of his character and wished we could be more like him. Being a racist was just about the worst thing you could be!

So if you’re over the age of 40, you’ve had friends, teammates, acquaintances, dates, classmates, and colleagues of all kinds of different ethnicities. Most of the time, your conversations never pertained to skin color; it was irrelevant. It’s not that you were unaware of racial distinctions; after all, noting that white and black people look different doesn’t make you racist — it makes you minimally observant. But why bring it up?

Let’s face it, if the most interesting thing about someone is their ethnicity, they’re probably a boring person. And who wants to be friends with someone boring?

This MLK approach to race led to impressive results within an astonishingly short period of time: Just a few decades after “colored” restrooms, segregation, and other examples of actual systemic racism, America changed.

We even elected a black president!

Yeah, THERE’S something to really be proud of. Tell me, how’d putting Bathhouse Barry in the Oval Office work out for ya in the end? For America? For pretty much everybody on the whole goddamned planet?!?

I’m fine with King’s “content of character, not color of skin” argument, for whatever that’s worth. That said, anyone, black OR white, who tries to contend that, in the US at least, there aren’t fundamental differences between Blacks and Whites is gonna end up falling flat on his face…a face that has egg all over it, just to play my favorite game of mixing a few metaphors here.

During my first trip across the Pond (England, to be specfic), I noticed that European Nee-grows were not at ALL like our homegrown variety. Without exception, they talked like the Whypeepuh around them, dressed like them, walked like them, behaved like them. At Heathrow airport; riding the Tube; in the streets and shops of London; way out on the North Sea Coast near Great Yarmouth, even, I was astonished to observe that, despite plenty of Pyrsynzz of Chocolate all around me, I never saw a single nigger anywhere I went. Same-same in Helsinki, Pori, Aitoo, Amsterdam, Maastricht, any- and everywhere. Black people, sure; niggers, emphatically NO.

Curious, innit? Why, one might almost conclude that what we’re looking at here is less a racial phenomenon and more a cultural one.

Beginning with Clarence Burch, Fritz Moore, Reggie Graham, and Harry T McDowell in elementary school—all of whom had standing play-date invites from my parents, over which I’m sure said parents would’ve caught heat from at least a couple of the neighbors—I’ve had Black friends my entire life. I have plenty of ’em still—male and female, young, old, and in-between—and though I’ve never broached the topic of racial distinctions in America with any of them, sooner or later most of THEM have. Those conversations reveal a strong concensus opinion amongst my Black friends, expressed bluntly by my good friend of many years’ standing Mel: “If some White yuppie girl you know ever tries to tell you there ain’t no such thing as a nigger, you tell her from me she don’t know enough Black people yet.”

Now, Mel just happens to be one of the hardest working, most industrious and enterprising dudes I ever have known, of any race or ethnicity: a handsome, natty-dressing family-man type who prides himself on taking good care of his five children, although he HAS been known to step out on his wife once in a rare while—momentary lapses he owned up to fully with the wife, and tried to make amends for as best he could. Good thing, too; Mel’s ol’ lady, a wonderful woman I also know well (HELLA good cook, too; she and Mel both are, actually), just ain’t nobody to mess around with like that, she simply won’t stand for such.

Not wishing to hurt Mel’s feelings or insult him in any way, I eschew the N-word around him, although he’ll blithely throw it in now and again himself when he deems it appropriate. Which, y’know, he sometimes does; he’s usually right about it, too. As CF Lifers already know, I don’t hold back on deploying the word ‘round here, if only to shock, horrify, and antagonize any shitlibs who may have wandered in by mistake. Because, y’know, FUCK them, that’s why.

There are indeed distinctions to be made between American Whites and Nee-grows, a great many of ‘em, and vive la différence, I say. It’s always been my opinion that those distinctions ought not be denied but actively, enthusiastically celebrated, having brought us such worthwhile things as jazz, back-porch blues, and rock and roll; top-notch athletes in every sport; gifted stage and/or screen actors; even some damned excellent writers like, say, the awesome Chester Hymes, among others.

Yep, there are many differences, both subtle and profound, between Blacks and Whites in this country; may it ever be thus. As the saying goes, variety is the spice of life; right straight to hell, then, with the uninteresting, insipid café au lait-colored admixtures the shitlibs work so assiduously to cram down our throats.

Did someone say “shithole” just now?

Posted on December 12, 2024December 12, 2024 by Mike

Why yes, I believe someone did.

It turns out that Haiti is indeed a shithole
One of my MP buddies had been in Haiti after a hurricane. Disaster relief and all that. Some of the locals had decided to steal a 55-gallon drum of something or other. Just tipped it over and rolled it away, all the way to their shack. Now, this being Haiti, a lot of the roads are dirt roads, which means that my MP buddy and his squad simply had to follow the tracks that are left when one is rolling a 55 gallon drum. And so the did. Just following the tracks for about 500 yards, whereupon they found the 55 gallon drum “hidden” under a pile of garbage, and when my buddy and his squad went to retrieve that drum, they were met with accusations of theft and thuggery. And when my buddy pointed out that they were simply retrieving an item that the locals had stolen, every single person there swore on a stack of bibles that they didn’t steal anything.

Despite the evidence. The blatant, obvious evidence that they had stolen the 55 gallon drum, clearly marked as US property, with the tracks still fresh and clean in the dirt road.

Haiti is a shithole. It’s always been a shithole. The Dominican Republic knows this, which is why they built a fence along their border with Haiti and they refuse to let Haitians into the DR. There is absolutely no reason that we should be letting Haitians into the USA, as the chance of them acculturating and integrating is pretty damn small. If you want to help Haiti, do it in Haiti, but you’re going to have to bring guns, a strong stomach, and the will to be ruthless to the gangs that currently control Haiti. And I don’t see many Americans willing to do that. In order to help Haiti, you have to be willing to kill the cannibalistic gangs. Let me say that louder for the people in the back: In order to help Haiti, you have to be willing to shoot the gangs that are killing and eating people. I don’t see the American public being willing to (do) that.

I don’t see the American sheepul being willing to do much of anything that would inconvenience themselves in even the smallest way. Best thing to do for Haiti is to get the hell out of the nightmarish hellhole altogether, stay the hell out, and studiously ignore its very existence henceforth. Let the feral CHIDs (Cannibalistic Humanoid Island Dwellers) burn their own country to the ground if that’s what they want to do, and to hell with every man Jack of them. The DR obviously understands the proper way to deal with Haiti, which doesn’t involve “helping” in any way, shape, or form. And after all, having been forced by an accident of geography to live next door to these irredeemable animals, who would know better than they?

Justice, for once, is served

Posted on December 9, 2024December 9, 2024 by Mike

I’m stunned.

Daniel Penny acquitted in subway chokehold death of Jordan Neely, sparking applause, uproar in NYC courtroom
A Manhattan jury has cleared Daniel Penny of criminal wrongdoing in the chokehold death of Jordan Neely on a crowded subway — a caught-on-video killing that sparked fierce debate over the city’s mental health system and crime underground.

The courtroom erupted in applause as the panelists acquitted Penny of criminally negligent homicide — which could have put him behind bars for up to four years — in Neely’s chokehold death aboard a crowded uptown F train in May 2023.

The part I bolded is probably the most stunning of all. Oh, and by the way, NYP: it was NOT a “chokehold death” as you so manipulatively claim. More on that later.

Penny immediately broke out a huge smile and turned to hug defense attorney Thomas Kenniff — even as Neely’s father, Andre Zachary, was escorted from the courtroom.

“Racist f—ing country,” one Black Lives Matter supporter yelled as she left the room. Another Neely supporter, turning to Penney, screamed, “It’s a small world, buddy,” before leaving the room.

If Penny and his family aren’t already halfway to their new FLA home by now, they’re nuts. One of Penny’s lawyers asks the most pertinent question of them all.

Jurors sided with Penny’s defense attorneys, who had argued that the Marine veteran was justified in rushing to protect his fellow subway straphangers when he subdued the erratic homeless man. The lawyers had also questioned whether there was sufficient evidence that the chokehold caused Neely’s death.

“Who do you want on the next train ride with you?” one of his lawyers, Steven Raiser, in his closing statement in Manhattan Supreme Court.

“The guy with the earbuds minding his own business who you know would be there for you if something happened? Or perhaps you just hope that someone like Jordan Neely does not enter that train when you are all alone, all alone in a crowd of others frozen with fear?”

Or, perhaps, this fine, upstanding New Yorker:

This is what Democrats have let New York City become. Absolutely revolting. I hope Daniel Penny is found innocent and gets the hell out of that shithole. pic.twitter.com/jhHfifwHKw

— Jaimee Michell (@thegaywhostrayd)

December 7, 2024

Now for that “chokehold death” horseshit.

Twilight of the Race Hustle
“There is nothing more fake than when the libs pretend to have an emotional outpouring over some dead loser they didn’t give a f**k about while they were living.” — Aimee Terese

Were you thinking of Daniel Penny this weekend? A year and a half ago, the US marine veteran, age 26, subdued one Jordan Neely, 30, a homeless schizophrenic with a record of 42 arrests who was menacing riders on a New York City subway car. Neely was, at the time, a fugitive on an arrest warrant for felony assault on a sixty-seven-year-old woman. Penny applied a choke hold after Neely declared he was of a mind to kill somebody on the train. Neely was still alive when the cops came, but they declined to give him CPR because he was filthy and an apparent drug-user, and they feared getting AIDS or hepatitis from giving him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. . . so Neely died there in the subway.

Again: bold mine, and entirely dispositive. Meanwhile, via Ace, NYC’s rational, eminently fair minded Nee-grow community is reacting to the verdict with all the sober, judicious moderation we’ve come to expect from them—ie, by declaring a total chimp-out.

BLM leader Hawk Newsome calls for “black vigilantes” to get active following Daniel Penny’s acquittal pic.twitter.com/yRtqDHecIX

— Amit Shah (Parody) (@Motabhai012)

December 9, 2024

You got a mighty big mouth on ya for somebody who represents 13-14% of the total population, I’d say. Whyn’tcha shag your sorry ass down here to South Cackalacky with that shit, see how that works out for ya.

Got a cpl-three more links on this story waiting for attention, but I wanted to go ahead and get this much up quick as I could, so expect updates later on.

No pressure

Posted on December 7, 2024 by Mike

Is the misbegotten Daniel Penny trial coming apart at the seams? Or is the biased, rabidly anti-White “judge” attempting a little kangaroo court jiggery-pokery in hopes of teasing out a guilty verdict somehow, some way, on ANY charge at ALL?

Daniel Penny trial judge agrees to drop top manslaughter count after jury deadlocks twice
A Manhattan judge on Friday agreed to drop the top charge against Daniel Penny in the subway chokehold death of Jordan Neely.

“We move to dismiss the top count of manslaughter in the second degree,” Assistant District Attorney Dafna Yoran told the court at around 3:30 p.m.

The judge then signed off on the request — which came after jurors twice said Friday they couldn’t come to a verdict on the manslaughter rap.

The 12-person panel will continue deliberating Monday on the lesser charge of criminally negligent homicide, which Penny, 26, faces in the fatal May 2023 encounter aboard an uptown F train.

He has pleaded not guilty.

Which, of course, he is. In truth, the man is a bona fide hero—and in a sane, righteous city (if any still exist in Amerika v2.0) he’d be hailed as one for such an exemplary display of selflessness, initiative, physical courage, and derring-do in defense of a subway-car load of total strangers. Instead of this revolting abomination of a politically driven witch-hunt stunt of a show-trial of a shit circus, NYC ought to’ve expressed appreciation and humble gratitude via a tickertape parade down Broadway in Penny’s honor for stepping up like he did to protect his fellow straphangers from an aggressive, proven-dangerous predator with an extensive record of mental illness, serious health issues, substance abuse, chronic hallucination, and random violence.

Poor Perry Mason must be spinning in his grave on an 800-horsepower rotisserie rack at this vile molestation of the very concept of justice.

It’s a lead-pipe cinch that every other passenger riding the train that day (hell, any day, EVERY day) would’ve sat timidly back, kept quiet, and pretended not to see a thing, hoping and praying that said maniac would just pass them by and go threaten, harass, and assault somebody else. How sad it is that, in the topsy-turvy, Bearded Spock universe NYC clearly prefers, any valiant soul who unhesitatingly puts his own safety—his very life, even—on the line for the sake of others will inevitably wind up being the victim of 1) Überstadt malifecence, and 2) the cowardice, complacency, and ignoble self-absorption of his fellow New Yorkers ere the end.

Being New York

Posted on November 26, 2024November 26, 2024 by Mike

Not a hell of a lot of fun in it these days, I’m afraid.

Straphanger slugged by irate seatmate wrestles attacker to floor — but then fellow passengers helped HIM after he ‘turned into a little b—-h’
A straphanger was slugged in the face by an irate seatmate on a Manhattan-bound subway, but he managed to wrestle the “little b–ch” to the floor — but that’s when fellow passengers jumped in to help his attacker.

Alexander Rakitin, 42, was riding the N train to his Manhattan finance job Monday morning when he sat down next to 34-year-old Timothy Barbee.

As the train took off, the car jolted, causing Rakitin’s knee to jostle Barbee’s — which set the alleged assailant off.

“Apparently my knee touched his knee. That triggered him,” Rakitin told The Post.

“He was just very aggressive. I’m like, saying, ‘Dude, just chill, it’s like 8:30 in the morning. Like, who needs this s–t? Just chill.’”

Footage taken by another straphanger captured the two staring each other down, before Barbee yelled “It’s f–king done, stop staring at me” — and proceeded to tell the protesting Rakitin to “Make me chill” and “Shut the f–k up.”

Their verbal exchange quieted for a moment while they continued to stare each other down, before Barbee said, “I ain’t got time to go to jail today.”

Then he smacked Rakitin across the face — sending his glasses flying — before the camera cut out.

“I was able to wrestle him to the ground after that, and just kind of hold him,” Rakitin said. “And the craziest part was that — and this is literally upsetting, like I’m actually emotional about it — people on the train were trying to help him. Like, that was the most insane thing.

“It was also remarkable — he went from acting like such a thug. And then he turned into a little b—h right away. He’s like, ‘I can’t breathe. Please, let me go. Please, let me go. I can’t breathe. Somebody give me some water. I can’t breathe.’ And people started giving him water. That was so insane.”

Gotta give the candy-ass nigger credit for one thing: he seems to have taken fully aboard the things he needs to say so as to get him off the hook for being an obstreperous, mouthy, violent subway-shitbird, what with all that “I cain’ breeve, I cain’ breeve ’n’ sheeit” horsepuckey.

Rakitin’s stunned assessment is mostly on target in re his fellow B&T straphangers who jumped in to render aid to his attacker, except that “insane” doesn’t even begin to meet the case here. What they of right ought to have been doing was getting in some good, stiff kicks to the ribs and head while Rakitin had the PoS pinned for ‘em. That’s a world’s-record instance of squandered opportunity, if you ask me, a true teachable moment flushed right down the toilet. You can bet your sweet bippy that it’d be a long, long while before this Barbee cunt-fart tried cutting up rough on the subway again if they had.

Just the facts, man

Posted on November 18, 2024 by Mike

Thomas Sowell has a few which shitlibs would very much prefer you not be reminded of.

Nowhere was the effect of the white liberalism of the 1960s on the social evolution of black culture more devastating than in the disintegration of the black family.

The raw facts are these: As of 1960, 51 percent of black females between the ages of 15 and 44 were married and…

— Thomas Sowell Quotes (@ThomasSowell)

November 17, 2024

“Show more…” workaround:

The raw facts are these: As of 1960, 51 percent of black females between the ages of 15 and 44 were married and living with their husbands, another 20 percent were divorced, widowed, or separated, and only 28 percent had never been married. Twenty years later, only 31 percent of black women in these age brackets were married and living with their husbands, while 48 percent had never married.

By 1994, an absolute majority—56 percent—of black women in these age brackets were never married and only 25 percent were married and living with their husbands.186 Accordingly, while two-thirds of black children were living with both parents in 1960, only one-third were by 1994. While only 22 percent of black children were born to unmarried women in 1960, 70 percent were by 1994.

White liberals, instead of comparing what has happened to the black family since the liberal welfare state policies of the 1960s were put into practice, compare black families to white families and conclude that the higher rates of broken homes and unwed motherhood among blacks are due to “a legacy of slavery.” But why the large-scale disintegration of the black family should have begun a hundred years after slavery is left unexplained.

VERRRY mysterious, no?

Sore losers, sour grapes

Posted on November 6, 2024November 6, 2024 by Mike

Lots of hilarious, uplifting pictures of tearful shitlibs drowning in their own sweet sorrow here, as well as this:

Harris’s delay in addressing her own supporters have left some furious.

Barbara Heineback, a former White House staffer and the first black press office employee for the First Lady’s office, said she was disappointed with the Democrat.

‘I am so disappointed and really insulted that I’m a Howard alum and that she didn’t have the decency to walk out and say to her, to her university, make a comment to the United States,’ Heineback said. ‘Things were not looking well for her. It wasn’t completely over.’

‘I mean, it shows us how classless she actually is, a sore loser,’ the former White House staffer continued. ‘Even though it’s painful for her, for the Democrats, I think America might be relieved at recognizing and realizing they don’t have to put up with this any longer.’

Nailed it in one, Ms Heineback. As Midwest Chick notes, at least one of these assholes appears to be capable of waking up and learning something, if you force it down their fucking throats.

Missing person

Posted on September 26, 2024September 26, 2024 by Mike

That would be one Mr Darius “Sweetdick” Honeycum Esq, currently being sought by US Marshals who would like to have a quiet word about God only knows what. Have they checked under Ass Slangin’ Fani’s bed yet?

There is currently a major manhunt underway by US Marshals for Nathan Wade, the former Fulton County investigator and DA Fani Willis’s lover.

Jesse Watters broke the news Thursday evening on FOX News.

Jesse Watters: Lover boy, Nathan Wade is missing. The House Judiciary Committee, which is investigating Georgia DA Fannie Willis, needs Wade to testify at a hearing tomorrow on their love affair. But no one can find the guy. They’re trying to serve him, but he’s flown the coop, and now the US marshals are in a manhunt to track him down.

“The committee issued the subpoena on Friday, attempted to serve the subpoena to Nathan Wade’s lawyer, who declined, and subsequently the committee tried to serve the subpoena via email through Nathan Wade himself, never heard back. As a result, the committee had to use the assistance of the U.S. Marshals, who have also not been able to find Nathan Wade,” Russell Dye, a spokesman for the committee, told Newsweek on Wednesday evening.

Nathan Wade, previously a special prosecutor in the election interference case against former President Donald Trump in Georgia, has gone missing.

Yet TRUMP is supposed to be the “threat to democracy” somehow, not these sleaze-slurping reprobates. Please see the previous post for more on this; oh, you better bet it’s related, all to hell and gone it is.

Comeuppance for not-great Brit

Posted on September 17, 2024September 17, 2024 by Mike

Another impeccable smackdown, this one an oldie but goldie from 2018.

WATCH: British State Media Hack Does Migrant Propaganda, Polish MEP Immediately Slaps Her Down
Having gone down a rabbit hole of Eastern Europe’s policies vis-à-vis Third World immigration, I came across a wild 2018 clip featuring Cathy Newman and Dominik Tarczyński, Member of the European Parliament (MEP) on the topic of Poland’s blanket refusal of “refugees.”

Cathy didn’t know what she was getting into. She must have thought she was dealing with a limp-wristed Tory or whatever passes for nationalism in Great Britain these days.

Eastern Europeans are built differently.

Cathy insists on calling them “refugees”; Tarczyński insists in turn on calling them illegal Muslim immigrants. Cathy is consternated that Tarczyński seems “proud” that his country rejects Muslim immigrants; Tarczyński is unfazed. Cathy asks how many “refugees” Poland has taken, and he gives her the exact answer, to which she responds by accusing him of — and you’ll be shocked — racism:

Zero…If you’re asking me about Muslim illegal immigration, none, not even one, will come to Poland, not even one if it’s illegal. We took over two million Ukrainians who are working, who are peaceful in Poland, we will not receive even one Muslim because this is what we promised…

This is why our government was elected. This is why Poland is so safe. This is the reason why we have not even one terrorist attack…We can be called populists, nationalists, racists, I don’t care. I care about my family and my country.

As well he might, and damn’ sure oughta. Onwards.

You might recall Cathy Newman from her self-immolating “interview” with Jordan Peterson that was actually just her shadow-boxing a caricature that she made up about him, which subsequently went viral for all the reasons she wished it hadn’t — a painful exhibition of the kind of straw manning the corporate state media is notorious for.

Yet here are the Polish handling their “refugee” crisis in the most appropriate manner possible, except that perhaps they are using non-lethal weapons like pepper spray instead of more determinative tools.

For the nonce, anyhow. Even so, I think it entirely safe to say that such-like dreadful escalation is almost certainly coming, and that right soon—in scattered at-risk subsectors, if not across whacking great swathes of Western Civ entire.

In any event, how refreshing it is that the leaders of Poland, Hungary, and other former Soviet-bloc nation-states remain sensible enough, indomitable enough, defiantly patriotic enough, to unapologetically put the interests of their own people first and foremost (the esteemed and estimable Hungarian PM Viktor Orban gets a mention in the cited article)—as opposed to the dickless so-called “leadership” of Great Britainistan and the EUnuch dogpile who are only too eager to tuck their tails fearfully, roll over onto their backs and present their yellow bellies in a piteous show of abject submission, and sell out their own subject populations for a mess of PC pottage.

For whatever bizarre reason, “leaders” of MZZXXX Newman’s despicable stripe always seem to be far more keen to attack, insult, and brutalize their own hapless countrymen than the designated “victim”-class colonizers du jour. Far be it from those lordly beings to commingle with the deplorable Other Ranks; simply unthinkable, to demean their exalted personages via deigning to root, snort, and swill at the slop-troughs of the mud-caked domestic Lower Orders right alongside the appalling Rayciss!!™ swine. Heaven forfend!

Not Our Kind, wot-wot! Now do be a dear, lovey: run along and fetch me another of your exquisite Melonball Martinis, woon’tchew? The SuperJumboPlus-sized flagon, if you please, with mounds and mounds of orange slices, lime and lemon wedges, Maraschino cherries, festive swizzle sticks, and those delightful miniature cocktail brollies, thenksveddymuch. Mind you don’t forget a wad of the small beverage nappies, me lass, printed in the most frightfully lurid colors to hand. Pip-pip and jolly good show, eh wot? I sye, THERE’S a good serving-wench! Give no attention to the overfed, bespectacled bugger bearing an uncanny resemblance to an overgrown frog in mismatched, spectacularly unfashionable clothing, there by the bar-counter waving his hand unctuously at you. To my undying shame I’m personally acquainted with the ill-favored blighter, we were at school together as boys. Take it from me, he’s a wrong ‘un: a pox, a right perisher, an absolute rotter—by way, actually, of being the neighborhood curse. Sod him! Off y’go then, and good luck to ye. Well done, tallyho, yoicks, topping, cheerio, and all that rubbish…

That being the case, trust Newman and her Globalist Ruling Class cohort to bark at their national brethren and sistren (a-HENH!) more ferociously, bite them more savagely, harass them more perfervidly, and oppress them more creatively, variously, and incessantly than they ever will anybody else. With the GRC©, it’s nothing but bowing, simpering rumpswabbery for immivader hordes, avowed-enemy shitrapies, and assorted plunderous beggar-nations. For the poor benighted sods they misrule, however, it’s the back of the hand, sneering contumely, and languorous disdain at best, neither more nor less.

Yes, both Over There and rat cheer in Amerika v2.0 as well, in case anybody was about to comfort themselves with a relieved sigh and the tired old standby, “Thank goodness it can never happen here!” Alas, it is my painful duty to inform you all, with utmost sorrow and regret, that oh yes it certainly can; in fact it has, it is, and it will continue to. That is, unless/until it is stopped—forcefully, unmercifully, decisively, beyond the most niggling possibility of misinterpretation, misrepresentation, or disputatious picking of nits. I refer you to Mike’s Iron Law #873, among several others, for confirmation, related observations in support of etc, tawdry sloganeering, and other random unpleasantness.

The GRC©’s arrogance is illimitable; their self-regard insufferable; their perspective badly skewed; their immoderation rampant, their compassion for their own Serf Class inferiors imperceptible. It’s the way of all pusillanimous pissants, see; it’s who they are, it’s what they do, always and forever, in every place, in every time. It cometh naturally to them, this ragged pastiche of traits, tendencies, and motivations born less of conscious thought and self-volition than of quasi-autonomic reflex.

As for the FUSA itself, if John and Betty Sue Normal want this unprecedented traducement of all and every precept of good governance, basic human decency, and the security and safety of their homes, their towns, and their very persons to stop (which, it appears that they do; I mean, how could they NOT, for Pete’s sake?), they must needs deal with the grotesque, sewer-crawling mutants of their own domestic Swamp-Critter Class who are responsible—directly, spitefully, heedlessly, intentionally, and with malice aforethought—for calling this unwarranted affliction down on their heads if they seriously hope to make it happen.

We all know full well what that means, what it will necessarily entail, whether we admit the cold, harsh reality to ourselves or not. So will we or won’t we, then? Only time will tell. And, I suspect, not a great deal more of it, either.

“Best of Both Worlds”

Posted on July 11, 2024July 11, 2024 by Mike

Having nothing worthwhile to add myself, I’m a-gonna just swipe Bill’s post entire, title and all, except for the source-links he included over at his joint. Hopefully, he’ll excuse my wanton thievery.

Liberals Say This State Has the “Craziest” Gun Laws – It’s Also the Safest State – WokeSpy – Unmasking Extremism, Empowering Awareness!

Vermont sounds like a scene out of Mad Max when described by the anti-gun lobby, but the state’s residents would probably laugh at the characterization. Vermont was the safest state in the nation in 2016, 2017, and 2018, second safest in 2019 and 2020, and the safest in 2021, 2022 and 2023.

While I’m quite sure that Vermont’s support of Second Amendment guaranteed liberties is a factor in its status as a mecca for public safety, I’m also fairly certain that such is not the most important factor. This is:

Vermont Population by Race & Ethnicity – 2023 | Neilsberg

Racial distribution of Vermont population: 92.93% are White, 1.27% are Black or African American, 0.24% are American Indian and Alaska Native, 1.68% are Asian, 0.03% are Native Hawaiian and other Pacific Islander, 0.49% are some other race and 3.37% are multiracial.

Huh, howzabout that. Gotta be a coinkydink, I’m thinkin’. GOTTA be.

Happy Jumeteemf, yo!

Posted on June 17, 2024 by Mike

Arthur observes our newest made-up Nee-grow “holiday,” celebrated in accordance with the ancient traditions.

Like The Sun Rising In The East
It (is) the weekend before Juneteenth, a celebration of White people letting slaves go free and then watching the descendants of those freed slaves royally fuck up the country White people built. Since the inception of Juneteenth as a new Federal holiday in an attempt to placate blacks so they would stop burning down cities, there have been plenty of mass shootings accompanying the “holiday”. We have already had our first of 2024…

So, the big “pawdy” went exactly as one would expect, then.

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