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Sorry, NO

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Ace really says it all in this top-shelf rip, and says it extremely well too.

No, Gleen, it’s not the same. We are not attacking the left for having differences of political opinion. We are not attacking them for having weird beliefs.

We are attacking them for celebrating assassination and murder. We are attacking them for calling for the next “pew pew” against the President Donald Trump.

If Trump goes down — we are at war.

You are right that most words are not violence. But some words are: Specifically those calling for someone to be killed, or praising an assassin for killing someone, with hopes that additional assassins will emerge.

That is what we are condemning. I do grant that some people are making the mistake of attempting to criminalize mere strong political invective — but what we’re really incensed by is that Taylor Lorenz continues to praise Luigi Mangione for his assassination and absolutely zero people in the supposedly “Respectable” media have even so much as chastised her for it.

Indeed, CNN had her on to giggle about it.

Either the left stops openly glorifying violence and calling for Trump or other Republicans to be “pew pewed” — their puerile, cutesy way of saying “shot” — or the right is going to start publishing our own Pew Pew Lists.

This is not a difference of political opinion. We on the right will not have a “debate” about whether leftwing assassins are allowed to murder us, our friends, or our leaders.

That will be a civil war situation.

It’s not up for debate. Leftwingers arguing that it is justified to murder me, my friends, and my family, and my president, are not offering a political position. They are openly conspiring to commit murder, and we don’t debate murderers. We arrest them and, if necessary, we kill them.

The left cannot put itself above the social compact. The bas(e)line, rock-bottom social compact is just “you and I are in the same tribe, the same nation, and I agree to not murder you if you agree (to) not murder me. And we also agree not to incite our more dangerous, mentally-unstable members to kill each other, either.”

If we do not have that, we do not have a country, and we are in (a) state of war. The rules of society do not apply, only the rules of war and violence do.

And there you have it. Nothing more to add from over here.

Update! In the course of making a last quick check to make sure some embarrassing goof or fother hadn’t escaped my notice when it hit me like a brick to the face: “…WILL BE a civil war situation?” Close, but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, as the ancient gag-line goes. It would be a better, more accurate mensuration of the current predicament to say that “This IS a civil war etc etc,” if you ask me.

The end of the beginning

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Francis closes his characteristically brilliant piece below with this penultimate ‘graph:

There’s no predicting the outcome. The Right has been too determinedly civil. We’ve never accepted the absoluteness of the contest. We’ve proceeded as if the contest could and would be settled by argument alone. But our adversaries will not accept defeat by that standard. They won’t stop short of anything but total power over all of us: the power of life and death and everything in between. Why should they not go to guns when the national discourse and the electoral contests turn against them?

Why indeed—especially when all we’ve ever done about it each and very time they’ve either heckled, threatened, Doxxed, savagely beaten, jailed, killed or tried to kill another of us is to bluster and yawp about how they’d better knock this shit off because “we have all the guns.” To hear the Blowhard Right tell it, Leftards are all just sissy-mary “transgender” fluffernutters who, unlike their manly selves, would faint dead away at the mere rumor of violence headed in their general direction. When it finally comes down to clobberin’ time for reals, Our Side will surely go through Their Side like shit through the proverbial goose, and they’ll be mighty damned sorry they ever thought it was a good idea to fuck with us. Right? RIIIIIGHT?!?

And then, of course…crickets. Even after the first (of three, so far) attempt on Trump’s life, the consensus among the MAGA sector was that this time the Left had REALLY gone too far, that their long-overdue day of reckoning was at hand for sure. Hell, we all thought it, had ourselves a grand old time snickering to each other about how seriously damned lucky the Leftards were that Trump WASN’T killed that day in PA, that if he HAD been, those shitheels would’ve been well and truly fucked. A veritable tsunami of Normal rage would’ve inundated the hapless shitlibs and sucked those rat-bastards down, down, down inrto the briny depths forever, and good riddance to them.

Nope, the world-famous photo of Our Prezmodent shaking his fist in angry defiance, Old Glory seconding his defiance behind him, the side of his face and neck covered with the blood the bullet had left in its path, why, of COURSE they’d gone too far! No true American would ever dream of taking something this over the top, this extreme, passively, an entire nation of sofa-surfers muttering the same vows to finally do something, to make the sumbitches pay this time, to teach them what happens to those who go to far and cross that bright red line.

And then, sing it with me one more time, y’all…crickets. Second verse, same as the first.

So now it’s Charlie Kirk’s turn to assume the entirely ceremonial role of Final Fucking Straw which will unclip the leash which holds us back from scrambling off to dish up some man-size portions of richly-deserved retribution that always seems like it’s right around the next bend but somehow never actually hoves into sight, tootling him melodiously all the way.

Yes, many of us are angry—incandescently angry, in fact, absolutely fucking FURIOUS over this baroque, needless pissing-away of a human life, and rightly so too. Not just any old human life either; Kirk’s was especially productive—a more-productive-than-most life spent trying his best to be a good Daddy, a loving and faithful spouse, and a decent Christian. The value of this singular life was raised continually from the open-hearted generosity with which Charlie lavished his affection, his charity, his energy, and his attention on everyone around him. His students speak of his kindness, the selfless, laid-back way he’d spend hour after hour nudging them just this much closer to truly understanding some stubborn little something which had seemed just too big a leap for his balky mind to make only minutes ago.

Too generous for his own good; a Christian man who, rather than putting on a mask to present others with a misleading portrait of his sincerity and devotion, instead didn’t seem to care one way or another what anyone else might think of him, labored mightily, honestly, and above all humbly to live up to the tenets of his Christianity. According to those who knew him well, Charlie was modest, courtesy, responsible, judicious. He was never boastful or vain, never arrogant or selfish or coarse.  Charlie Kirk just simply…WAS, that’s all.

Those noble qualities and others are why Nornals admire Kirk. Ironically, those same qualities are exactlty what made Leftards hate him so vehemently, so viciously. I also imagine those qualities had a great deal to do with why the miserable oxygen thief who killed him decided it needed doing, and he was the perfect choice for the job.

This week’s one-two knockout combination leads with a flurry of set-ups, beginning with A) the D卐M☭CRAT-crafted butchery of poor Iryna Zarutska (yes, this one is 110% on them; don’t even TRY to tell me it ain’t) which went down just up the road a piece in the shithole of Charlotte, NC—a story which spent the last 2+ weeks being rigidly locked down by the D卐M☭CRAT-friendly local media establishment at the unscrupulous behest of idiot Mayor Vi Lyle but which managed to dig its way out of Information Prison nevertheless;the set-up jabs will be followed closely by a sleep-inducing right cross like B) yesterday’s wanton gunning down of a good, decent, and altogether admirable man for purely political purposes together have gotten a lot of folks positively seething, just waiting with bated breath for someone to point them at a worthwhile target and turn ‘em loose to wreak havoc on the shitlib malefactors behind this perfect storm of horror, calamity, and bilious evil we, our former country, and indeed the entire world has been struggling to navigate for all these years.

It’d be nice to think these fiends might for once be at real risk of a long-postponed settling of accounts, definitely. Sorry and all, but try as I might I just can’t see it happening. It’d be fair to say that the cumulative effect of the enormities which, figuratively speaking, were stuffed into a paper bag, put on the porch by the front door, and set afire by those match-wielding D卐M☭CRAT firebugs was to spark within fed-up Normal hearts a feeble light of hope that at last, the karmic flame might be about to catch, spread, and burn some dick-with-ears who badly needed burning.

But alas, that would require Real Americans to do something beyond bitching and moaning about the not-fairness of a life beset by a plague of Leftists, which they just will not do. So count on it: in another cpl-three weeks, this too shall pass and be forgotten. The speculation about the seemingly improving chances that the citizenry most harmed by Leftard bullshit might finally step up to the plate and have a few mighty swings at bringing shitlib brigandry to a halt once and for all will carry on as before, bringing with it the same result it always has, namely none whatsoever. Eventually, the spark gutters out, the bleak darkness settles back in again, the hope comes to naught. And as per usual, nothing changes.

Much as I do dread such grim awfulness coming to pass in my own time, let alone in my daughter’s, the least of what OUGHT to come of all this horror and grief is the welcome arrival of a few new, improved rules. To wit:

  • They kill one (1) of ours, we kill three (3) of theirs IMMEDIATELY, without reference to Theirs being of roughly equivalent social/cultural/financial stature, political relevance, or importance with Ours, just…one of Ours, three of Theirs, every time without fail, without exception, period fucking DOT
  • They can no longer so much as leave their own homes without being hounded, harassed, and terrorized by a phalanx of armed-to-the-eyeteeth Real Americans continuously shouting specific, detailed statements threatening grievous bodily injury soon to be visited upon said Leftists, their families, and all their like-minded cohorts every step of the way to wherever it is they’re trying to go
  • The reprisals will continue until Leftists are so cowed they blanch and literally quake with fear any time they are in the vicinity of non-Leftists; When that stage is attained, then and only then can the mission-accomplished standard be hoisted on flagpoles across the land
  • All unofficial leaders must prioritize their efforts to inspire, motivate, and set an example for uncertain Normals who are dubious at best about manning up and involving themselves in this sudden surge of anti-Leftist activism; personal attention, lavish praise, and enthusiastic encouragement must be showered liberally upon every gun-shy Normal who decides he wants to get past his anxiety, cast his inhibitions to the wind, shove his inner wuss aside, leave his worries behind, and take the plunge
  • No more big talk, no more handwringing, no more shilly-shallying around; just shut up and DO IT already

Same-same with after-action gossip and/or swapping of sea-stories amongst fellow pipehitters—none of that stupid shit, please, you’ll have the Fibbies kicking in your door toot fucking sweet; in sum, a little less talk and a lot more action, as a great old tune by some good friends of mine from out Denver way put it.

As for this “no place for political violence in America” bushwa, sorry pal, but the Founding Fathers of this country would like a word. Yes, the mere prospect of what I’ve for years referred to as Civil War v2.0 is indeed terrible; the reality of such a thing would be so nightmarish as to be beyond human imagining. But is it really the worst of all possible things? John Stuart Mill put paid to that one a good-ish while back.

War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things: the decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth a war, is much worse. When a people are used as mere human instruments for firing cannon or thrusting bayonets, in the service and for the selfish purposes of a master, such war degrades a people. A war to protect other human beings against tyrannical injustice; a war to give victory to their own ideas of right and good, and which is their own war, carried on for an honest purpose by their free choice, — is often the means of their regeneration. A man who has nothing which he is willing to fight for, nothing which he cares more about than he does about his personal safety, is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free, unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself. As long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever-renewing fight for ascendancy in the affairs of mankind, human beings must be willing, when need is, to do battle for the one against the other.

And there you have it. Much as I do dread the idea of a CW2, and believe me I do, the pathetic mewling of those who misrepresent themselves as staunch, stalwart American devoted to liberty, the Constitution, and the Republic bequeathed to them by far better men than they’ll ever be is so dreadful it sickens me to my core. It’s embarrassing to hear such sunshine patriots as they prattle on and on these days about the urgently vitally critical urgency that we “fight” this “war” using non-violent means exclusively—a war, mind, against an Enemy who, meanwhile, is not just talking about his intention to subjugate whatever few of us he doesn’t just kill outright but is actually doing precisely that, has been for years now.

WE’RE IN A WAR! WE’RE IN A WAR! LET’S HAVE NO FIGHTING, GENTLEMEN!!!

The more I hear these feebs natter on almost rhapsodically about how oh MAN, we’re really gonna “fighty-fight-fight-fight-FIGHT” those bastiges now, you betcher!! the more I marvel at their historical illiteracy, their apparent belief in the risible notion that a successful defense of the principles, institutions, and charters of our Founding against the rapacious Left can be achieved with mere words alone, perhaps a nice civilized chat over tea and crumpets when it’s all done.

The mulish refusal of these oh-so-delicate types to accept just how deadly serious the Leftist Enemy truly is about his aspirations, his Divine Right to rule, the power, perks, and position to which he is so clearly entitled. The Sunshine Patriot’s prissy abhorrence for mussing his hair and ruining his spotless, impeccably-pressed Brooks Brothers duds by stepping daintily down from the High Road to partake in *shudder* a vulgar brawl with Leftist swine is positively Marquess of Queensberry-esque.

The murder of Charlie Kirk, whatever else it may or may not be, contains a harsh, bitter lesson for us all. Here was a man entirely devoted to the proposition that Americans might somehow resolve differences which are in truth irreconcilable, do so peaceably, then live more or less amicably together afterwards. Against all odds, Kirk was having notable success in winning young people over to his point of view—so successful had he been, in fact, that he had to be assassinated before his last-ditch Hail Mary project to rescue America That Was without bloodshed had gone too far.

The word-warrior Sunshine Patriots spectacularly beclown themselves with everything they say. They would do well to study the lesson thrust upon us by Charlie Kirk’s unjust martyrdom until a bit of cold, hard reality has seeped into those cinderblock skulls of theirs at last. Meanwhile, they really ought to keep well out of the way of any Real Americans who might now be fed up enough to actually start fighting back for a change, and who don’t shy like a wild mustang beside a backfiring automobile from the idea of defending themselves, their beliefs, and their country using the same methods by which it originally became a country in the first place.

NOTE: All of the preceding assumes that Kirk was assassinated by Leftist(s), either a lone random nutjob or the work of some malevolent Leftard cabal nobody ever heard of. There are other possibilities, of course, some believable, others not so much. There’s the one which posits that Kirk’s murder harks back to some kind of Deep State skullduggery, another more specific, better-developed possibility which suggests that it could have been an offshoot of a larger FBI black-bag job whose original purpose was to smoke out some American ReichWing Extremists and/or insurrectionists so’s the Fibbies could have more toys to play with. Or, perhaps, the atrocity was/is something entirely Else.

One of the more moronic of these hypotheses which flatly insists, with no discernible evidence either good or bad, upon some sort of Mossad involvement with the Kirk hit is not to be taken seriously, I don’t think, or not by any serious person, at any rate. Essentially, that one’s just weirdness purely for weirdness’s sake, put forth by the usual obsessive dolts who descry a hidden Hebrew hand behind absolutely everydamnedthing. Such jejune suspicions are usually child’s play to dispense with, and this one is no different.

To begin with, why in the ever-lovin’ blue-eyed world would Mossad even want to kill Kirk in the first place, much less chance bringing down the everlasting fury of a substantial chunk of the Earth’s population on their heads should some clandestine Mossad/IDF/Israel connection to the Kirk job ever be exhumed? Realistically, what exactly could Mossad hope to gain by such a dastardly atrocity—for its service, its nation, its fellow Jews? I imagine that Mossad, Israel’s government, the Israeli military, Shin Bet, Yamam, the Knesset, and the Israeli people have quite enough on their plate at the moment to be bothering themselves overmuch about the more granular details about the assassination of Charlie Kirk.

On the other hand though, let’s not elide, overlook, or try to minimize what’s REALLY going on here either, aiiight? Below the surface of this shady business are wheels within wheels within wheels, turning around and around unseen by anyone. Why do they turn? Nobody really knows. Remember, if you will, the One Big Secret none but the bravest, most perceptive, most well-informed handful of us will ever be privy to, which of course could only be…

****((((JOOOJOOOJOOOJOOOOOOOOOOO!!!))))****

Update! My old friend over at StreamFortySeven explains what it looks like from where he sits.

In the summer of 2020, in my home town, there was the threat that Antifa would go into residential neighborhoods to cause havoc and destruction, as they had done in the suburbs of a major city 60 miles to the east. Word was got out, by various means, to them that this would not be tolerated, they might walk in, but they would not walk out. They did rip up some stores in the downtown area – part of the mob there was led by two ex-convicts on parole from the state prison, and they smashed and robbed a local jewelry store – but they did not enter any neighborhoods, because they did not dare to, police or not. A strong citizen-led defense prevented havoc and destruction, when the police were told to stand down. This did not happen in Minneapolis or Kenosha, Wisconsin or Portland, Oregon or Seattle, Washington; it did occur in a town in Idaho, where Antifa were brought in by bus, but were met with armed citizens, and ended up leaving town.

It is the duty of citizens to acquire arms and become well-practiced in their use, and band together for their own mutual protection. Lawless people are not stupid, they pick their targets, and prefer weak victims to those who are strong and prepared, the same as any other sort of criminals do. And in the wake of the assassination today, there have been many calls to go out and “hunt down Democrats” – but this temptation must be resisted, lawlessness is not defeated or prevented by more lawlessness. And it may be to the benefit of certain foreign countries, especially those under Communist or despotic rule, to have the social fabric of the United States torn apart, and the people divided and set upon each other. Self-defense and defense of community and family is one thing, generalized lawlessness and revenge is quite another, and we should keep this firmly in mind, in the 250th year of our independence.

All fine and well, but how does this self-restraint in the face off extraordinary provocation square with Jefferson’s exhortation that “God forbid we should ever be 20 years without such a rebellion“? What, too, are we to make of his well-known argument from a little further along in the Smith letter:

And what country can preserve it’s liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is it’s natural manure.

Do we think so highly of our sophistication, our prodigious intellects, that we now think ourselves superior to Jefferson, Madison, Adams, Henry, the others? If we sit idly by while our best and brightest are slaughtered like livestock by D卐M☭CRATs whose intentions—towards us and this nation alike—are in no sense honorable, decent, wholesome, or benificent, but more closely approximate those of the spider in the fat corner of his web for the unwary fly? That being so, can we be proud of the brutal tyranny which will be the inevitable consequence of our lassitude? When said tyranny has been established while we remained idle, will we retain a right to complain about our lot? One last Jeffersonian incitement to violence before I shut the heck up.

But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.

With the D卐M☭CRATs now so emboldened, so certain of the inevitability of victory, that they feel perfectly free to murder the leaders of their opposition in broad daylight before the very eyes of a large audience (which included the victim’s horror-stricken wife), without fear of repercussion, recrimination, or reprimand, are we to think this a good thing? To be happy about it? To quietly accede to an intolerable state of affairs without demur? To comply, to capitulate, to yield ourselves up with an indifferent shrug and a soft sigh of resignation?

Is the duty spoken of in that last quoted passage no longer applicable to Americans? Has it expired? Been repealed? Revoked? Are such arcane concepts as “rights,” “freedom,” and “duties” no more than outmoded philosophical artifacts which at some point we all grow out of, like the shirts, jeans, jackets, sneakers, &c which fit perfectly back when you were a kid but are way too small for you to squeeze into now that you’re a man grown?

Whichever way the whole mishegas shakes out, it makes me very sad that my country should have been brought to such a sorry pass.

Time to get MILITANT, y’all!

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Gun control? Nuh-uh. “TRANS” control, says Brandon Smith.

Bring Back Asylums: It’s Time To Talk About Transgender Fatigue In America
Transgenderism is not a civil rights movement; it’s a social engineering experiment. The LGBT movement is not a struggle for equal rights; it’s a covert war for political control. The agenda of the people involved in the spheres of trans-activism are radical zealots hellbent on the destruction of their enemies by any means necessary – And if you believe in logic, objective reality, biological science and moral imperative, then you are one of their enemies.

A prime strategy of the trans movement is the indoctrination of our children. They rarely have any children of their own and in order to perpetuate their numbers they must groom future generations to their cause. And, it has become clear that if they can’t indoctrinate our kids, they are perfectly willing to murder our kids.

The resulting anger against the greater trans movement makes perfect sense: Americans have transgender fatigue. We are fed up with these unhinged lunatics. We are done with them, and they’re not going to like what comes next.

I am so tired of the mainstream media continuing to perpetuate the fallacy that people can choose their gender. Even in the case of a mass killer, they insist on “respecting the person’s pronouns”. This behavior is enabling these mentally ill bottom feeders to act the way they do.

Westman in his manifesto confesses that his transition efforts were a mistake and that he wished he had never “brainwashed himself”. He noted that he “wished he was a girl” but had accepted that it was impossible. He kept his hair long as the “last shred” of the facade of being transgender because he was afraid to cut it and admit “embarrassing defeat”.

This revelation supports what I have been saying for years – The vast majority of trans people are frauds. They are putting on an activist costume because they are rebels desperate for any cause to latch onto. People with legitimate gender dysphoria are exceedingly rare, but mental illness in general is common in America today.

In the wake of the shooting Democrats are trying to turn the event into a gun issue. It’s not. Millions of Americans have guns and almost no one decides to go shoot up a school filled with little kids. No, this is about an ideological cult that glorifies mental illness. This is about transgenderism. Trans activists and the people who enable them are the problem.

I want to be clear that I’m not talking about all people who dress up as the opposite gender (or sex, whatever you prefer). There are conservative trans people out there that disagree with the LGBT movement on most things. I’m talking about the leftist political militants. They need to go. There is no room for them in the US any longer.

I think the solution is obvious: It’s time to bring back the asylums and lock up the crazies. It’s not a novel idea, it’s become a mantra for many people in 2025. I discussed the advantages of asylums in my article “How To Solve Violence In The US? Remove Democrat Run Cities And Bring Back Asylums”, published in 2023.

During the peak of America’s asylum era crime plunged to all time lows. If asylums are coupled with extended prison time for repeat offenders, crime nearly disappears. There were trespasses and abuses within some hospitals that should be addressed, but I would argue that overall the use of asylums was an undeniable net positive for society. After we shut them down, crime skyrocketed. We’ve been trying to cope ever since using state prison systems.

The time for discourse is over. The time for compromise and compassion is over. The time for brutal ignominy is at hand. At the very least these people need to be laughed at, mocked and shamed out of existence. Every aspect of trans activism needs to be shunned and erased from our society. Those who express clear threats of violence need to be locked up as they would have been 70 years ago.

Bold mine, and entirely dispositive. As I’ve argued before, Left/liberalism is an unnecessary evil that none but an affluent, advanced, stable society can afford to put up with, and even those societies can’t turn a blind eye to them for very long and keep being affluent, developed, and stable. Same-same with all the rest of Leftism’s attendant psychopathological baggage, its corollaries, offshoots, and sub-branches, the current “transgender” craze being but one of those.

There’s currently quite a hullaballoo being raised over Trump’s deploying armed National Guard troops in crime-rife cities ravaged by years of D卐M☭CRAT misrule, not all of the complaints issuing from the expected Leftard sources. I share those concerns myself. In fact, my natural inclination would be towards prioritizing concerns about the dangers inherent in such a strategy above all else, except for one leetle thing: these are NOT normal times, and the conditions in America’s urban jungles is NOT acceptable.

It’s a rock-bottom truism that extreme circumstances often call for extreme measures if one wishes to reestablish civil order, restore law and order, and enable John Q Public to walk the streets at night without fearing for his life. So it is with us today, in the year of our Lord 2025 Anno Domini. Plainly, Trump has adopted this truism as his guideline for his Crimestoppers crusade. Certainly, setting AR-toting Guardsmen to patrol the mean streets of Mordor on the Potomac might well be considered an “extreme measure,” yeah. BUT…just look at the results it’s bringing in, which are truly remarkable. Basically, after only two (2) weeks every category of crime in DC has dropped by double-digits, with the overall aggregate number representing all crimes in the District falling by a whopping 22%. I very much doubt if anybody, even Trump himself, expected his “extreme measure” in crime-ridden DC to be such a success after so short a time.

In the old America wherein the Constitution reigned supreme and individual liberty was deeply seeded within the beating heart of every American, soldiers in full battle-rattle patrolling American streets would have been anathema. Unfortunately, that America ceased to exist many years ago, and this piss-poor facsimile we live in today is ill-suited for the kind of limited Constitutional governance envisioned by the great men who Founded this nation; the kind of people most Americans have become are incapable of it, and all to many of us nowadays lack the sand, the gumption, to rise to the challenge implicit in what Sam Adams unforgettably called “the animating contest of freedom,” preferring instead to “crouch down and lick the hands which feed you9.”

As is the case in many Third World shitrapies, Amerika v2.0 is too hopelessly broken to sustain the representative Republic bequeathed to us by our Founding Fathers. Like Iraq, Somalia, Yemen, Libya, and many others, present-day “Americans” require the hard hand of a despot to rule them—to keep their passions corked, their ambitions modest, and their inner savage under control.

The FUSA’s slow, bitter de-evolution into neo-barbarism, decadence, and dissolution was neither inevitable nor coincidental. No, it was done to us on purpose, with malice aforethought, being the fruits of a long-term strategy put together and painstakingly implemented by the Left. They themselves created the opportunity for their mad lust for absolute power to be requited, then jumped on that opportunity with boith feet, made the most of it. Talk about your self-made men, pulling themselves up by their bootstraps! The accursed villeins shitlibs preferred to Washington, Jefferson, Adams, &c as THEIR “forefathers”—ie, Marcuse, Croly, Gramsci, Alinski—must be proud of their ideological descendants.

Having made their fondest dreams come true after so very many years of blood, sweat, toil, and extraordinary patience, Leftists are NOT going to just walk away from the prize they spent nearly a century pursuing simply because Real Americans ask them nicely to. Nor will negotiations, appeals to their decency, honor, and/or conscience, stirring recitations of America’s storied history, or windy bluster that everybody knows going in is empty words from the mouths of hollow, chestless men be of any real help.

Voting? The over-ballyhooed “ballot box”? Whaddya, a comedian or sump’in? G’wan, GEDOUDDAHEAH!!

Nope, the one thing, the ONLY thing, that stands even a ghost of a chance of retrieving America That Was from the clutches of the Left goblins and putting Lady Liberty back at the head of the American table where she belongs is unattenuated, uncompromising, remorseless violence. That’s all—full stop, end of story. Want your stolen country back? Okay then, here’s what you gotta do: 1) mow the Enemy down in windrows with a Ma Deuce; 2) stack Enemy bodies like cordwood; 3) put the skeer on ‘em and keep it on ‘em until they’re so frazzled the mere idea of ever tussling with us again makes them shit their britches out of sheer fright.

Should such an all-out campaign of to-the-last-man violence be successful, follow-on measures will be necessary to prevent the Leftybeast’s reanimation, so as to avoid having to repeat the whole process all over again a few years down the road. STERN measures, that is; measures that will necessarily mean turning away from some of the core principles enshrined in the DoI and US Constitution, at least until we’ve confirmed that the Beast has truly joined the Choir Invisible. Yes, doing these things will hurt. Then again, NOT doing them will hurt a hell of a lot more, and for a hell of a lot longer, too.

WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, EXHIBIT A: The 1st Amendment right to freedom of expression, the press, assembly, and full participation in the political process will no longer be applicable to Leftists of any stripe, nor to anyone who within the past ten (10) years can be shown to have been registered to vote as a member of the D卐M☭CRAT Party. Speaking of which, the D卐M☭CRAT Party itself must be immediately disbanded, dismantled, and outlawed, as should any/all socialist, Marxist, or collectivist political organizations. Individual Leftists/D卐M☭CRATs who have not been imprisoned or hanged for high treason (yet) are to be continually monitored—their phones tapped, tracking devices attached to the undercarriage of their automobile(s), their homes under 24/7 surveillance conducted by qualified surveillanced specialists who shall be equipped with ultra-sensitive microphones, cameras, voice-activated recorders, and micro-miniature robotic devices with radio transmission/reception, audio recording, mobility, and Bluetooth capabilities. All Subject’s movements, both within the home and outside it, shall be tracked and logged.

At NO time, under NO circumstances, should Subject not be under direct eyes-on observation by no fewer than one (1) surveillance agent. Should the entire surveillance team ALL somehow lose visual contact with Subject, even momentarily, the mission is to be regarded as compromised, and further surveillance activity shall be discontinued without delay. No further surveillance of Subject is to be conducted until a Field Report has been completed and turned in to the SAC, and a new tactical ops plan, REO, and duty schedule has been drawn up, submitted, reviewed, and approved by the SAC.

Should Subject(s) evince even slight interest in re-establishing contact with anyone from “that old gang of mine”—ie, local Party co-workers, a former Pickleball partner, members of the Revolutionary Book, Film, and Chess Society, Happy Hour drinking companion at the local pub, fellow members of the bowling team, etc etc, then everybody, and I mean EVERYBODY, gets whisked off to jail for a spell. No indictment, no trial, no judge, no jury, no lawyers, no explanation, no shilly-shallying around, just…lock ‘em the fuck down. Let ‘em cool their heels someplace nice and quiet where they’ll have plenty of free time to relax, unwind, and ruminate on a few of their less-fortunate life choices.

And that’s are just for openers; I’m sure there’s any number of ways we could arrange for our Leftard friends to enjoy the Worker’s Paradise a little sooner than they expected. No, after having seen FederalGovCo take away our rights one by one, having to do the exact same thing ourselves to the Leftybots shouldn’t impose an unbearable burden of guilt on anybody. We don’t have to like it, and some of us may very well not, even if it IS purely a temporary thing until the Lefty menace has been abolished. Then everything can go back to normal again, wih any luck for a good long while. To even think of depriving others of their rights, flinging the Constitution down and dancing upon it, is nothing short of heartbreaking to many of us. Which, that’s as it should be, really. The more pain we feel from it, the less likely we’ll be to neglect putting everything back the way it was again once the shitlib infestation has been eradicated.

Unpleasant as it may be to contemplate, what else can we do that might possibly turn the trick for us? Seriously now, can the Left reasonably expect to be extended rights which they’ve striven ardently for many years to deny ALL of us? Likewise, ought they to be granted privileges, liberties, and protections which have been enumerated, established, and defended by a country they intend to destroy, vilify with every other breath they take, and hate so viciously it makes my hair hurt to think of it? Should Leftists be allowed, figuratively speaking, to shelter beneath a flag they’d greatly prefer to burn than to salute?

How long will we pretend not to notice the turd in the punchbowl before we scoop it up with a guppy net, drop it into the toilet, and flush the vile thing the hell away? Because seems to me that’s a right fair metaphor for where we all are at the moment viz a viz the treasonous, treacherous, racist, sexually warped, deceitful, violent, lazy, ineducable, anti-American, hate-crazed Left. At some point, somebody is just gonna have to man up and acknowledge once and for all that the unidentified floating object bobbing around in the punch next to the orange, lemon, and lime slices is in fact a big, fat, stinking doo-doo bolus, at which point either that guy or somebody else is gonna need to take steps before the whole damned party is ruined, the house stinks like a cow pasture with too many cows fenced inside, and some dainty female with a weak stomach who already downed half of a jumbo-size Solo cup’s worth of punch sees that stink pickle flavoring the party beverage and blows lunch all over the tablecloth, her date, herself, and anybody else who didn’t get out of the line of fire quick enough.

S’cuse me, did I say before that the notional poopstick was “a right fair metaphor” for the contemporary Left and all its works? Allow me to revise: it’s a fucking PERFECT metaphor for those walking adverts for unrestricted abortion (my apologies, “women’s health care”) up to age 35! There’s never been a better one; I don’t see how the Left=turd=Left metaphor couid POSSIBLY be improved upon. Shoot, Shakespeare, TS Eliot, Yeats, Sid Perelman, Ambrose Bierce, PG Wodehouse, and Raymond Chandler head-shedding round the clock wouldn’t be able to find a way to sweeten THAT beauty up!

Think I’m not serious as a heart attack about all this, or that Brandon isn’t? Consider, if you will: every serious problem we face today, including but not limited to:

  • Urban lawlessness, decay, and chaos
  • Open borders which tens of millions of criminals, gang/cartel members, terrorists, welfare cheats, and drains on society have crossed
  • Cross-dressing, gender dysphoria, child molestation, and other sexual perversions not merely tolerated but publicly celebrated
  • Declining birth rates and IQs
  • A military high command far more interested in hewing strictly to Woke doctrine than in winning wars; more concerned about advancing the interests and agenda of “transgender” freaks than those of the country he’s sworn to serve, American civilians, and his fellow soldiers/sailors/airmen/Marines; more dedicated to apple-polishing, log-rolling, and political rumpswabbery than to making sure his men are well-trained, physically fit, mentally prepared, sufficiently rested, and properly-equipped to accomplish the assigned mission with as little injury, loss of life, confusion, and/or hardware failure, wastage, or loss as may be
  • Rampant immorality, greed, self-obsession, loss of faith in institutions, “expert” opinion, and authority
  • Irrepairable division, distrust, and discord between multitudinous segments of the populace have torn wide, deep fissures in the nation’s bedrock—fissures which are unbridgeable; divisions and distrust which are way beyond even the most silver-tongued devil’s ability to talk us all through it; strife which, once the skirmishers have done their duty and the firing of the pickets has sputtered to a very occasional sultry POP, will suddenly burst wide open. Suddenly, the contending armies find themselves in the middle of a bona fide battle which no lieutenant general can end, no brigadier can manage, no bird colonel can direct, and no crusty, been-there-done-that senior NCO has ever seen the like of before. The massed units of infantry, armored cav, artillery, and CAS on both sides will be grievously hurt, whoever lays claim to being the “victor” when the firing has ended. None shall be spared, none shall leave this field of honor unscathed. After the shattering life or death struggle, one simple query will haunt the thoughts of American civilians far removed from the field: will our flag still be there? Will America itself still exist, or will shot and shell have ripped our country into pieces too small to be sewn back together again? No way of knowing until the fighting is complete, the butcher’s bill has been totted up, and the wounded have been taken to the rear for triage, surgery, bandages, all those mysterious, miraculous possibilities. And then we shall learn if there are enough surviving infantrymen, on either side of the MLR, who retain the strength, both of body and of will, to climb to their feet, shoulder their rifles, and continue the fight
  • Riots, looting, arson, brutal beatings during public “protest” marches perpetrated by platoons of hit & run thugs in hoods and masked who, for some strange reason, the Thin Blue Line seems more interested in escorting from the scene of the crime than they do in making arrests or assisting bleeding, semi-conscious victims, usually elderly couples trying to make their way home alive from dinner
  • Young males bullyragged by teachers, the media/entertainment/arts complex, shrieking Feminazis, doctors, nurses, and “counselors” until they emerge from their forced re-progamming as emasculated, lily-livered twatwaffles good for nothing but sitting in a dark closet trembling and mumbling softly to himself. Enlightened überliberals say this is a HUGE improvement over the Old Way because boys are just too darn competitive, aggressive, loud, rumbustious, “toxic,” and hard-headed; as has been the way with all little boys since Australopithicus roamed the veldt grunting, farting, scratching himself, and picking his nose, adult women can’t control them, they can’t control themselves, and worst of all, before you know it they’ve exited the tribulation of puberty and become *shudder* MEN!! Unless there’s a lawn to be mowed, a flat to be fixed, a big hairy spider to be smooshed, or a strange noise downstairs late at night to be investigated, all in all they’re just more trouble than they’ll ever be worth. Plus, y’know, they’re all fucking rapists too, every one of the rotten bastards
  • Governors, mayors, and judges refusing to cooperate with lawful Federal actions, programs, and/or orders
  • ICE agents, cops, and firefighters/EMTs harrassed, assaulted, even murdered
  • Rents, home prices, new car, and food prices skyrocketing
  • Creativity, innovation, and entrepreneurship choked out by rules, regulations, prohibitions, red tape, and bureaucratic meddling which increase geometrically but have never, EVER decreased
  • Government “schools” churning out hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions, of high school graduates who can neither read nor do simple math; meanwhile, teachers are brutally beaten, stabbed, threatened, molested, and terrorized by feral Dindus who never face meaningful sanctions for their disruptive, bestial behavior

All these problems and lots, lots more besides brought to you exclusively by Leftist ideologues, sneakthieves, bunco artists, snake oil salesmen, and flim-flam men.

I do hate to have to make suggestions advising we abandon Constitutional principles and strictures against big-government excess until the Leftist mind-disease has been excised such as I did earlier, I truly do. Unfortunately, the Leftist tick has burrowed so deeply into the oleaginous flesh of our flabby body politic that in order to root the little bloodsuckers out and rid ourselves of them, we’re not only going to have to do things that just don’t sit right with Real American patriots, we’re going to have to make some serious adjustments to our own beliefs, attitudes, and values as well, at least until the scourge of Leftist ideology has been satisfactorily dealt with, and whatever’s left of America That Was has been reopened under the Old Management, and is well on its way to being restored to her former glory.

Basically, we’ll have to become the type of people we never wanted to be—to become a sort of mirror image reflecting the worst qualities of our enemies—to be almost as bad as they are, stoop just about as low, only nooooot quite. Sadly, the lengths to which we’ll need to go in order to liberate ourselves, our nation, and future generations from the malign influence of the Evil Left are an indication of just how far they’ve dragged us down the road to Leftard ruin. Thanks be to God that we haven’t gotten quite as far along that dark and perilous road as the Brits haven’t, or not just yet, at. any rate. Nevertheless, we’re hot on their heels and closing in fast, that is precisely what must be changed before it’s too late to even slow our suicide plunge over the collectivist cliff, much less stop it, MUCH less turn this bus around and change course while we still can.

Which means we do still have some chance, albeit slim, of beating the bastards, of living to see a brighter dawn. Alas, the Brits…don’t. For them, it really IS too late. Thus a once-mighty, formerly proud people was overwhelmed; a noble heritage as stewards and protectors of the ever-fragile cradle of Western Civilizationv was abandoned, a sacred obligation was foresworn. England gave in without offering even token resistance, willing collaborators in the wanton destruction of a truly heroic legacy.

The damage Leftism wreaks upon every society foolish enough to allow it to flourish unchecked is incalculable, lasting, and nearly impossible to undo. This toxic ideology and its likewise-toxic adherents, advocates, and sundry useful idiots must be eliminated eftsoons, before they’ve eliminated us.

“Dear Americans. The British Aren’t Cowards, You Are”

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That title alone alerts you that this one’s gonna be very provocative indeed.

Americans don’t realize how screwed their own country is or why Brits aren’t pussies for only responding now… So I’ll explain.

In Britain you’re broke and can’t afford a house and the government’s flooding you with migrants… but you can still walk down the street to a bar where everyone’s white and knows your name, see your dad and granddad talking with the old guys inside, hang with your friends from school, everyone cheers during the game, and then go back to your miserable little apartment with a girl you had a crush on in grade 10.

Maybe 1 in 10,000 Americans could imagine something like that ever happening to them on the best night of their life. This is just a good weekend out of the year in any English town.

Likewise in America its nightmarish to imagine a little white girl would be harassed by brown and black foreigners… Because Americans already fled that in the 1960s and every subsequent decade and every hour of work of the average white American is so they can afford to avoid brown and black people.

What we are seeing in the UK is Britain becoming 20% as bad as America was just getting in 1961.

And the Brits are on the brink of Civil war over it.

What’s your excuse Yankee?

White Americans suffered 10,000x worse to be done to their children, daughters and communities… And then agreed that their friends should lose their job for being racist, that their kids should be back of the line for school admissions, and that Bill Cosby was an authority on fatherhood.

You don’t get to call Scots and English “cucks” when America has had grooming gangs and mass rape since THE 1960s, and you all are such buck-broken cowards that you will watch the NFL and cheer for all the black guys out on the field. Or insist that Will Smith is your favorite actor, or you voted for Barack Obama over a white Vietnam Veteran because you didn’t see color.

Rishi Sunak never won a single British general election… Obama won Twice.

Ouch! Dude, no need to be cruel about it, y’know.

Update! Point, meet counterpoint.

Requiem for a Dying Realm: Us Bastards Are Your One and Only Fucking Chance
You are perched on a precipice of your own making. The British Isles tremble, not from some external foe, but from the internal rot of a nobility that has forgotten what strength looks like. You have traded your swords for scepters of straw, your honor for hollow treaties, and your birthright for the approving murmur of your equally enfeebled continental cousins. And now the bill has come due.

Look at what you have wrought. Your cities seethe with the consequences of your weakness. You imported your own destruction, then handed it a pamphlet on human rights and a council flat. The native spirit—the one that once carved out an empire under men of iron—is now prosecuted by the state you let fester. You jail the men who would stand for you and coddle the barbarians who dream of your subjugation. You are a kingdom policing its own funeral.

And who leads you? An establishment softened by decades of peace they did not earn, and have not paid for, led by instincts of surrender, not command. They prattle of NATO and global obligations—chains that bind a lion to a tree while the hyenas close in. Do not look across the Atlantic for salvation. America will watch, she will perhaps arm you, but she will not bleed for a people who have forgotten the taste of their own blood. You must be broken on the wheel of your own folly before you can be remade.

And who, pray tell, will remake you? Not your precious legitimate sons. Those polished, entitled scions clutch their silver spoons like daggers, terrified to get blood on their waistcoats. Look at how they already prepare to run. They’re nothing more than mere spectators of decline, not masters of resurgence.

No. The only steel left in the spine of this crumbling realm is the steel you cast out. That you choose to ignore. For we frighten you. Though you can never admit it and hate us the more for this cowardice. Us.

The bastards.

The pattern is older than your crumbling castles. When the legitimate line grows weak and inbred, chins too softened to take a blow, you summon the bastard stock from the provinces to restore the walls. You grant us the titles you left to molder in dusty ledgers—the viscountcies of barren moors, the earldoms of neglected highlands, the baronies of windswept isles. You give us lands choked with thorns and memory, and we will make them flourish again, because we understand that land is not an asset—it’s a charge. We are no threats to your crown, to your lofty titles; we’re their only conceivable bulwark. Oh, we’ll do the brutal, ruthless necessaries your polite society hasn’t the stomach for. We’ve the chins and scars on our dark souls for the rough bits.

This is not a request. Neither is it a threat. It’s an indictment and your final offer. Swallow your pride and summon us. Grant us the right to defend what you cannot. Or will not. Or do not.

Methinks the bastard just might be onto something here.

Time for some truth

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EXCELLENT rundown of a few historical realities that are sure to stick in certain craws.

So here’s the truth.

The Jews are not foreigners in Israel. They are the world’s oldest continuous nation in the land, with a history there stretching back nearly four millennia. Insofar as their ancient ancestors thoroughly intermarried with their Canaanite predecessors, the history in the land of the descendants of those unions goes back even further: they are literally the original owners of the land. The Jews built kingdoms in that land before Rome — not just the empire but the city itself —existed, they worshiped in Jerusalem millennia before Muhammad, and those in exile prayed for return unceasingly, reassuring one another throughout: “Next year in Jerusalem”.

Israel is not a colony. It’s a restoration.

Nor is the modern State of Israel some Zionist invention, or an exercise of British imperial fiat. In 1947, the United Nations voted overwhelmingly to establish Israel, partitioning the remaining 20% of the Palestine Mandate into two states: one Jewish, one Arab. The Jews accepted. The Arabs declared a war of annihilation, just three years after the Holocaust, a war the Jews won.

Why do those two facts alone not settle this once and for all?

Oh, and that other 80%? Already given to the Palestinian Arabs in 1922, the modern Kingdom of Jordan. In 1947, the UN sought to give half the remainder — the 20% set aside for a Jewish homeland — to the Arabs as well. That’s 90% for the Arabs, just 10% for the indigenous Jews.

If those Palestinians who refuse to live in peace in Israel (which they may do), and refuse to live peacefully beside the Jews in the so-called “territories” (which they may also do), wish to live peacefully somewhere, what is wrong with the 80% of Palestine on the East Bank of the Jordan? Do these colonizers really need 100%? And why would anyone agree to such an absurdity?

The Jews did not ask for 100%, or even 50%. The Jews accepted the UN’s terms in peace. The Arabs responded with an attempted genocide, not just by the Palestinian Arabs themselves but also the surrounding Arab states. The Israeli victory is nothing short of a miracle. Nor did the Arabs stop there: they expelled vast Jewish communities from their countries, minorities who had lived continuously in those lands for as much as 2,700 years.

Israel is not a “settler colony.” The State of Israel was founded by and through international law. Virtually the entire world agreed that there must be a Jewish state, just as there must be an Indian state, and a Kenyan state, and a Polish state, and a French state. Israel’s existence rests not on imperial decree but on the consensus of the nations, and on the same principle of self-determination that birthed nearly every nation in the modern world.

By contrast, the Arabs now calling themselves “Palestinians” are not indigenous. Their presence begins with the Muslim conquest, millennia after the Jews. Jews still lived in the land, then and always, even after Rome had expelled many of them. And most of the ancestors of today’s Palestinians are recent arrivals as well, settling in the wasteland the area had become under the Turks only after the Jews began to develop it, “making the desert bloom”. They came to benefit from Jewish enterprise. Now they want to steal what the Jews built.

The irony is glaring: those who arrived by imperial sword now claim the mantle of the native, while the true indigenous people are smeared as colonizers.

But…but…but…butbutbut…THEY HAVE BIG, HOOKED NOSES! AND THEY’RE GREEDY, JUST OBSESSED WITH MONEY!! AND THEY STICK TO THEIR OWN KIND, LIKE SOME KIND OF CLAN OR TRIBE OR SOMETHING!!! AND THEY CONTROL ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING!!! AND…AND…AND…

((((****JOOOOOOOOOO!!!****))))

What do you do…

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When your own government is your most serious, pernicious, and pressing threat?

Why Is a Navy Vet Still Sitting in Prison When Nothing ATF Found in His Home Was Illegal?

Why indeed.

Anyone who still believes that former U.S. Navy Petty Officer 1st Class Patrick “Tate” Adamiak must have done something wrong or illegal in order to justify his 20-year federal prison sentence need only look at the documents his team has just released.

The documents are damning, but not for Adamiak.

The documents are damning for the ATF.

The documents show that the ATF was severely screwed after they stormed into Adamiak’s home based solely on an informant’s misinformation, because they found nothing illegal.

The documents show how the ATF then took extremely questionable steps to charge the now 31-year-old with illegally possessing 31 machineguns and four destructive devices, even though none of the items the ATF found are actually machineguns or destructive devices.

After their botched raid, the ATF had to try something – anything – to avoid looking like complete idiots, Adamiak’s father believes.

However, the actions ATF took only made the entire situation much worse. Adamiak had no prior criminal record until the ATF kicked in his doors. He was already in the pipeline to become a U.S. Navy SEAL.

For those who value freedom, even a quick review of Adamiak’s documents will bring on confusion and possibly even anger – none more so than the page about his toy STEN submachinegun.

By “toy,” they are in fact talking about a plastic Sten replica, a child’s non-functional plaything that the ATF extensively, radically modified until they’d gotten their Frankensteinian creation to successfully fire one (1) round, at which point they went after their intended prey for his nonexistent “crime” like a pack of half-starved wolves falling upon a fat, stray lamb.

The eager-beaver FederalGovCo employee behind this outrageous assault against that lovely lady with the scales and the blindfold we’re all familiar with, but have seen less and less of in recent years, has a name, a face, and a home address (bold mine, as ever).

The government’s case against Adamiak was led by two Assistant U.S. Attorneys, but their main witness became the real reason why a jury found Adamiak guilty, and a federal judge sentenced him to 20 years in prison.

Jeffrey R. Bodell, who works out of a small ATF office in Martinsburg, West Virginia, was the state’s main witness.

Bodell is an ATF Firearms Enforcement Officer, or FEO, who has worked in ATF’s Firearms and Ammunition Technology Division since he was hired in November 2020.

When he took the stand to testify about what he did to Adamiak’s firearms, Bodell had been an ATF employee for less than two years.

Most damning was the fact that this was the first time Bodell had ever testified at any trial. He is also the ATF staffer who turned toys into firearms and legal semi-autos into machineguns.

There’s a photo of the Swamp rat at the link; he looks about like you’d expect. The scum-slurping shitstain shoulda pulled hemp, been gunned down from afar, or dragged a cpl-three miles behind a beat-up old pickup long ago, if you ask me. For his part, Mr Adamiak has a little something to say about this wretched villainy his own self.

It’s incredible that all of this even happened. Now, there are new prosecutors assigned to my appeal. I wish they had the courage to make the hard call and step up and admit that a mistake was made and then correct it. Don’t let me sit in prison any longer. This was Joe Biden’s fault, not President Trump’s.

“A mistake was made”? Sorry, youngster, but that ain’t gonna cut it. It’s a safe bet that not a single thing went down here that wasn’t fully intentional, scripted right down to the Nth detail, and approved in advance by Bodell’s superiors. You can be sure, too, that there’s an official manual in every ATF office which spells out the operational plan for such a campaign; all the gear needed to successfully execute it; best training regimen for readying the field team(s) tasked with its implementation; and the most convincing way to deny all involvement and/or knowledge at press conferences after the mission has gone off the rails, blown up in your face, and become public knowledge.

Neither will it do to ladle blame over Trump or Biden for this ugly business. For one thing, it’s just too easy, and will distract attention from larger, more burning issues. For another, we all already know damned well who’s to blame anyway, whether we wish to admit it or no. Ultimately, the true malefactor, the crème de la culprit responsible for the abhorrent, ongoing persecution of Tate Adamiak is Amerika v2.0’s rogue, illegitimate, out of control Federal bloatocracy, regardless of which empty suit pretends to be nominally in charge of it at any given time.

Who they are, what they do

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Ladies and germs, just another typical day of your D卐M☭CRAT Party hard at…well, at something, anyway.



Re: that first one up top, Ace has ya covered on the further details.

George and Alex Soros financed another rally in support of the MS-13 terrorist and human trafficker Albrego-Garcia.

Democrat Senator and TikTok Influencer Chris Van Hollen met with the human trafficker again, to support him.

You may remember that Albrego-Garcia was and is an illegal alien who was ordered deported from the US. He was never granted any kind of legal status. He conned one judge into believing that he had a “reasonable fear” of attacks by an El Salvadoran gang — probably because he murdered the mother of one of those gang members — and was barred from being deported to El Salvador, only.

So now Trump is sending his human-trafficking mother-murdering ass to a safe third country, Uganda.

But what’s this? Suddenly Albrego-Garcia has developed a “reasonable fear” of persecution in Uganda, too!!!

What a highly fortunate 11th-hour phobia to develop!!!

I know, right? Why, what an incredible coinkydink! One last reminder of who they’ve always been, what they’ve always done.


There really ain’t no way to make that better, but good on these folks for trying just the same.


BOTTOM LINE: The D卐M☭CRAT (criminal organization masquerading as a political) Party should—MUST, actually—be broken up and permanently banned, all its members executed for treason. Yeah, they’re guilty of many other high crimes and misdemeanors as well, but what the hey, we can only hang ‘em once.

Update! Yes, execute this shitlib Hack In Black too.

Federal judges are at it again. Another Obama appointee has temporarily blocked the Trump administration from deporting Kilmar Abrego Garcia. The Hill reports:

A federal judge on Monday doubled down that the Trump administration is “absolutely forbidden” from removing mistakenly deported man Kilmar Abrego Garcia from the U.S., for now.

U.S. District Judge Paula Xinis, an appointee of former President Obama, blocked Abrego Garcia’s deportation to Uganda until she can hold a hearing to determine whether the administration will let him contest his removal to the third country.

Here we go again.

Indeed. So how many more times will Real Americans put up with this shit before they decide to stand up and do the necessary, then?

(Via Stephen)

Islamic studies

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CBD posts an excellent course of instruction.

Islam is a revolutionary political philosophy that uses an ersatz religion to manipulate and motivate its adherents. The Twelvers sect of Shia Islam is a particularly nutty branch that specifically seeks the apocalypse to usher in the return of Muhammad al-Mahdi, the twelfth Imam. That means America and Israel must be destroyed!

But all is well! Only about 85% of Shia Islam believe that! Of course Iran is the most prominent Twelver Shia country, because they have assiduously pursued that goal for the last 46 years…bankrupting the country, throwing it back into the dark ages, and fomenting terrorism throughout the world. On the way it created a comprehensive police state, and cultivated terrorist proxies in the Middle East: Hezbollah, Hamas, and the Houthis are the big ones, but there are others in Bahrain and Iraq, and Syria.

But the biggest and most expensive effort is of course Iran’s efforts to design and build nuclear weapons. And not just any nuclear weapon…they want ballistic missiles with nuclear warheads! And that requires highly enriched uranium and significant engineering. No shipping container bombs for Iran! They want the best!

And for what? The destruction of Israel is number one. The destruction of America is number two. On the way they might take shots at Europe, and maybe Saudi Arabia; the center of Sunni Islam. That would be a bonus, but their real target is Israel.

And they will never stop. The raison d’être of the Iranian Mullahs and their lunatic acolytes is the arrival of the twelfth Imam, and nothing will deflect them from that goal. Nothing will stop their nuclear aspirations. Nothing will stop their support for terrorist organizations across the globe. Nothing will moderate their maniacal desire for the world to go up in nuclear flames.

Except regime change.

Annnnd BINGO, there you have it: the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Weep, wail, and piss yourself over it, it ain’t gonna change a single thing. Unpleasant, wildly popular, dispiriting, enheartening, reviled, and/or unanimously endorsed or not, the facts remain the facts, the truth remains the truth. Whether you choose to sit back, calm down, grow a pair, and take your medicine like a grown man regardless of how nasty it tastes, or you’re more the type to set your hair alight, zoom around in small circles waving your arms and shrieking deliriously, reality doesn’t give a whoop in Hell what you might think.

Reality can often be stubborn as a dadblame mule, which makes it clear as a mountain spring to every girl, boy, woman, or man* that nobody but a serious candidate for a rubber room at the Ha-Ha Hotel along with one of those nice, hard-to-find jackets that buckle in back would actually expect that cold, indifferent reality might just go away and leave people alone.

PRO TIP: It won’t.

The Mullahs will not, probably CAN not, willingly abandon the “religion” founded by their hallucinatory Pedophile Prophet. The one, the only way Moslems will abandon Pisslam is to force them to. And the one, the only to do that is by the application of massive violence, bloodshed in not just buckets but rivers, and defeating them utterly, Curtis LeMay-style. Sadly, I see no sign that pampered, soft-handed Westerners retain the determination, the courage, the strength of will to do either of those things, let alone both—which are non-negotiable requirements to eradicate the jihadi threat once and for all.

At the end of the day it all boils down to this: eradicating the jihadi threat of necessity means eradicating the jihadis. Next steps along the road to dignity, honor, and righteousness will be to face up to that harsh truth; acknowledge the suicidal futility of attempting to dispute an obvious truth. Then and only then will you have readied yourself to act as if you really mean it this time. Anything less than a full, frank, honest assessment of the slavering beast you must do battle with and you might as well go ahead and surrender, you’re just jerking off here. Get back to me when you’re ready to get serious about seeing this thing through to the very end.

The Iranian regime represents a threat which is real, credible, and cannot be nullified via Western conscience-balming fripperies such as sanctions, treaties, pallets of cash, or windy threats of an impending reckoning that never seems to come. The primitive totalitarian belief system Shrubya disgraced himself for all time when he misrepresented Pisslam as “the Religion Of Peace” will remain a “clear and present danger” to Western Civ (Tom Clancy’s words) for as long as there’s so much as a small handful of maniacal Moslems left alive and free to dream big dreams, plot, and prepare the Faithful for the return of Allah (Piss Be Upon Him) to his Earthly throne. The only question staring us in the face at this point is simple: what, if anything, are we going to do about this?

The mortal threat posed by Iran’s Mad Mullahs and their pseudo-religion will, like the Sword of Damocles, dangle over Western heads for as long as We Duh Sheeple keep tolerating the intolerable; excusing the inexcusable; celebrating the wilfully blind for being visionaries, the drooling, ineducable retards for their intelligence, and the weak, frail, and sickly for their might, endurance, and robustness; foolishly swallowing whole the cliched falsehoods which contend…

  • That “the pen is mightier than the sword”
  • That “diversity (ONLY of skin color, NEVER of thought) is our strength”
  • That the chemical sterilization, irreversible surgical mutilation, and brainwashing of children is more properly referred to as “gender-affirming care”

Ironic, innit, that the above list contains both a few of the reasons for our downfall and, simultaneously, some of the things that convinced the Muzzies that conquering Western armies, political leaders, and civilian noncombatants had leapfrogged over several lower-level items, rising from merely desirable albeit of little or no importance, but was now an absolute imperative, Priority Numero Uno on Mohammed’s honey-do list.

Happily for them, every devout Moslem intuitively understands that the more Western infidels he puts to the sword and dispatches, the wider Allah smiles down on his faithful warriors. For your average jihadi it amounts to a can’t-lose proposition: you either survive to be feted as a heroic Defender of the Faith, or you die in battle, whereupon your immortal soul ascends to Paradise. Which is when you wake up and leap off whatever you’d been lying on, totally confusticated as to where you are, how you got there, and why you’re there in the first place.

You waste no more than a minute or two on unravelling this tangled skein of mystery, then another bizarre bolt from Deep Blue Nowhere strikes: somehow, you seem to have lost every stitch of clothing you had on before you awakened. Seeing as how you have no memory of undressing yourself before your nap, somebody must have stripped you of your clothes and absconded with ‘em as a prank. Ah well, time to enjoy those 72 delicious raisins Allah promised you’d receive on arrival in…dare I say it?…Paradise?

Hey, hold up a minute there, fella. Was that supposed to be 72 lovely, sloe-eyed, leggy, round-assed, big-titty virgins our Junior Jihadi would be getting, not a double-handful of dried out, wrinkly old grapes, a true Booby Prize if ever there was one? Former grapes which, strangely enough, have twice the hassle and one-fifth the flavor of plump, juicy, sun-ripened, vine-fresh, hand-picked grapes? Converted no-longer grapes so tough and chewy it wouldn’t be terribly unfair to crack jokes about these grapes/raisins/virgins/whatthefuckever being, and I quote:

SO, then. Having taken every Comparative Religion course my college offered (just because I found both the subject matter and its instructor to be interesting, enjoyable, and worth delving into), I seem to recall reading in one of my second-year textbooks a hit-and-run summation of the Twelvers cult and their obsessive belief in the  return of the long-ago decomposed Twelfth Imam (he “disappeared” in 878 AD, which casts grave doubt that there might actually still be enough of him left to justify sweeping it up and attempting to reanimate), the post-Apocalypse societal order, and Islamic supremacist dogma ages and ages ago, although to be perfectly honest I haven’t given most of the stuff I learned a whole heck of a lot of thought since departing the Halls of Academe for a good-paying (in 1981 money, that is) job as a pickup and delivery driver at a long-since-defunct air freight company.

The truly scary bit, though, is this (bold mine, so’s you won’t miss it):

Even President Trump, whose understanding of the Muslim world is far more impressive than any other modern president’s, believes that a “deal” can be struck with Iran. That didn’t prevent him from ordering the attack on Iran’s nuclear sites, but will he do it again in two years when they have begun to rebuild and have perhaps recovered some or all of their enriched uranium from the rubble? Or will President Vance order another strike in four years, or President Sanders in 12 years?

President *shudder* SANDERS?!? Saints preserve us! Or, to repurpose one of many stirring lines from Patrick Henry’s eternally-relevant speech: FORBID IT, ALMIGHTY GOD!!

President Sanders, the man says. Hideous as the prospect is, y’all know as well as I do that, in Amerika v2.0 as currently constituted—to wit: dumb as a hatfull of assholes thanks to a government school K-12 “education”; gullible as a toddler; easily manipulated; Commie-curious; bi-curious too these days, especially the young males who’ve found themselves sorely beset on every side for “toxic masculinity”—it’s not only possible, it’s damned likely. Looks like this is yet another of those occasions when I pray he’s wrong, but fear he ain’t.

* Why yes, as a matter of fact I DO dig me some Canned Heat, what makes you ask?

Who won?

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Nobody. Certainly not Texas conservatives, at any rate.

BREAKING: Texas Democrats Will Return Home, and the New Map Will Be Approved
The war over Texas’ congressional maps is nearly over, and conservatives emerged victorious.

ABC13 Eyewitness News reports that multiple sources have confirmed House Democrats are finally coming back to Texas. They haven’t said exactly when, but apparently, they think they’ve achieved some grand victory by killing the first special session and grabbing a few headlines about the mid-decade redistricting fight. In reality, all they’ve done is waste taxpayer money, embarrass themselves on the national stage, and guarantee that the new map will still pass, just without the drama next time.

It’s not all that surprising. The Democratic Party, the worst offenders when it comes to gerrymandering, throwing a conniption over Republican redistricting, was the epitome of hypocrisy, and to top that off, Texas Democrats fled to the heavily gerrymandered state of Illinois: a stunt so tone-deaf that it practically wrote its own punchline. Democrats were going to cave eventually; it was only a matter of when. 

Something tells me that when Gov. Greg Abbott vowed to keep calling special sessions until the new map was passed, they knew they were beat.

“This could literally last years because in Texas, I’m authorized to call a special session every thirty days. It lasts thirty days,” he told Fox News host Shannon Bream on Monday, promising to keep calling session after session relentlessly. “As soon as this one is over, I’m gonna call another one, then another one, then another one, then another one.”

Far as I’m concerned, Real Americans can’t fairly claim a victory here unless D卐M☭CRAT Fleebaggers are arrested at the state line on their return, stripped of their privilege to EVER work in any kind of government job again, whether it be holding an elected office or manning a guard shack at the warehouse where Indiana Jones stored the Ark of the Covenant.

What the above story indicates is that the Fleebaggers are going to get away scot-free with disrupting a duly-scheduled and lawfully-conducted session of the Texas legislature because they didn’t have the numbers to prevent something they oppose from being enacted, and will be perfectly able to do so again and again going forward, whenever they feel like it, with complete impunity.

In other words, because they couldn’t commit enough election fraud to glom control of the legislature for their foul, repulsive Party, they consider themselves entitled to undermine “our sacred democracy.”

Did I say “arrested at the state line” just now? Sorry, permit me to amend that: they damned well ought to be shot deader’n Caesar’s ghost.

Pollyanna gets excited over nothing again

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Ahh, if only.

Will John Brennan Finally Be Indicted?

Stupid question, easy answer: No. No he most certainlly will not. Not that there isn’t ample reason to, I mean. It’s just that Amerika v2.0 is not the knid of country where things that really ought to happen usually DO happen, see.

The U.S. Department of Justice announced this week that John Brennan is under investigation, and with good reason. Brennan is the most corrupt former CIA director ever. His transgressions against the U.S., coming to light more succinctly with each passing week, portray an individual who should have never been in government service, let alone CIA director. Now is the time to nail him.

Brennan lead the subterfuge against Donald Trump in his first campaign. He was aware that Trump had not collaborated with Russia before or after the 2016 election. In fact, he fully briefed Barack Obama and Vice President Joe Biden about Hillary Clinton and the Democratic National Committee’s scheme to frame Donald Trump as a Russian operative who was colluding with Putin to steal the 2016 election.

He knew that the Steele Dossier was bogus and that it was illegally employed to obtain FISA warrants to spy on the Trump campaign and his staff.

Brennan falsely claimed that the Russians successfully hacked DNC computer servers. He made sure that lies about Russian intelligence and collusion with the Trump Administration made their way into the public arena via major newspapers, television, and the internet.

Russiagate was a complete fabricated lie and yet Brennan, still serving as Obama’s CIA director, put in place a surveillance system to monitor at least two dozen Trump campaign staffers and advisors. Brennan wiretapped and eavesdropped on the conversations of Donald Trump’s most prominent political supporters.

Much later, when investigator John Durham finally finished his investigation, Durham’s report highlighted that Brennan had informed Obama and Biden about the Clinton Campaign’s plot to portray Donald Trump as a puppet of the Russian government, under Vladimir Putin.

For all of President Trump’s first term, Brennan actively sought to inflict damage whenever and wherever he could.

In a better, more enlightened era, actively working to harass, undermine, and unseat a duly elected President by nefarious, illegal means was called by its proper name: treason.

Another of those devoutly-to-be-wished consummations that I really, really hope none of you good people are holding your breath waiting for:

DNI Gabbard: Obama Directed a ‘Treasonous Conspiracy’ Against Trump
On this week’s broadcast on FNC’s “Sunday Morning Futures,” Director of National Intelligence Tulsi Gabbard said former President Barack Obama directed a “treasonous conspiracy” against President Donald Trump during his first term.

Gabbard said, “The implications of this are, frankly, nothing short of historic. Over 100 documents that we released on Friday really detail and provide evidence of how this treasonous conspiracy was directed by President Obama if just weeks before he was due to leave office after President Trump had already gotten elected. This is not a Democrat or Republican issue — this is an issue that is so, so serious, it should concern every single American because it has to do with the integrity of our democratic republic.”

“Integrity,” she says. I think it’s just soooo cute how poor Ms Gabbard seems to actually expect anything to be done about Quarter-Black Jesus and what she aptly calls his “treasonous conspiracy.” Alas, Bathhouse Barry and his co-coup plotters are no more likely to be seen rockin’ orange for their heinous crimes against the (former) Republic than Brennan is—or Comey, or Strook-Stroke-Struck, or any of the Bribem crime family, or Fauci, or…

At the end of the day, cynics like Stacy McCain have the right of it.

Those of us who’ve been angry for years about the Steele Dossier, etc., now find ourselves in the shoes of the urban protest mobs demanding #Justice. We know damned well that Team Obama and Team Hillary engaged in wrongdoing, and that they deserve to be punished for it, but what are the chances that Pam Bondi could actually get a criminal conviction in a federal court? Not good — not good at all.

As egregious as the RussiaGate scandal is, the overwhelming likelihood is that nobody involved in this sordid mess will ever be charged with a crime, and that if somehow Bondi does find a way to get indictments against Brennan, Clapper, Comey, et al., the subsequent trial will end in a verdict of acquittal. “Guilty as hell, free as a bird,” to quote Weather Underground alumnus Bill Ayers. “America is a great country.”

‘Fraid not, Stace; America WAS a great country, once upon a time. Alas, the days of her greatness are far, far behind her now.

Run em down run em down run em ALLLLLL down

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Even when I was just a wee tyke, I understood that if you played in the street, you were liable to get run over. Apparently, that’s just too darn complex a cause-effect relationship for Woke Supergenii to figure out on their own.

There is, I think, among many, a weariness of seeing escalating levels of fucking about with too little of the customary finding out.

The activists’ power lies in an assumption that their victims will not risk injuring their assailants.

But to insist that the victims should remain trapped, inert, and at the mercy of their aggressors, indefinitely, and while risking greater danger to themselves or their property, does not strike me as a morally persuasive position. And note that the activists typically rush from all sides, rapidly surrounding the car and its occupants, intensifying the alarm, the likelihood of panic, and drastically reducing the driver’s options. This is not accidental.

There’s an implied dare. The game being, “You won’t do what’s needed, despite our alarming and menacing behaviour, because you’re nicer than us, less vain, and not unhinged, and so we can dominate you and terrorise you, and break your stuff, for as long as we want, for shits and giggles.”

Well. I would suggest that the activists’ own actions render their wellbeing of very low importance.

“Low?” Howzabout NO, David? Better still, none whatsoever, at least as far as I’m concerned.

Gangs of cowardly, violent Leftard bully-boys charging up from behind the dumpster they’d been hiding behind, encircliog some innocent motorist whose only wish was to get back home from work without incident—the mob threatening their victim, beating on his car, kicking dents in its body panels and/or hood, wrecking the paint job with keys, pocket knives, or other metal objects, rocking the car furiously on its suspension just as a psyop intended to terrorize their horrified prey, etc. of right ought to be mown down by the blameless drivers they’re assaulting. For the life of me, I really can’t understand why a lot more of these rectal polyps weren’t put in the hospital (or the morgue) long ago, back when the Left’s War on Western Civ first began. We very much need to do our utmost to get those disappointing casualty numbers up to where they should be.

What the actual fuck is up with all this, anyway? There you are, locked in your car snug as a bug in a rug—safe, sound, and totally secure inside a 2-ton metal enclosure which is perfectly capable of racing away from this confederacy of dunces under its own steam, anytime you feel like applying pressure to the accelerator pedal under your right foot. In fact, that is precisely what the car was designed to do, the reason for its very existence.

As for the aforementioned confederacy of dunces, either they have at least the bare minimum of intelligence required for them to comprehend that, once the car is under way, the “protest” is o-v-e-r OVER, and he/she/xhir/it really needs to get out of the street and well clear of said moving vehicle, or they do not. If he/she/xhir/it elects NOT to move his/her/xhir/its stupid ass out of the way, then our cognitively-challenged Leftards really shouldn’t find it too upsetting  when their stupidity results, as it inevitably must, in their being flattened and/or becoming entangled in the car’s undercarriage and dragged down the street a ways, sustaining numerous painful injuries including but not limited to:

  • Road rash over most of human hood ornament’s body
  • Cracked ribs, flailed ribcage, punctured/deflated lungs
  • Fractured skull, brain swelling
  • Broken arms, collarbone, hip(s), and/or legs
  • Miscellaneous bruises, contusions, lacerations, and asphalt burns

It’s as David says: the activists count on the assumption that the victims of their feral brigandry will never strike back against their assailants. That assumption badly needs to be, absolutely MUST be, radically altered so it can better align itself with a more balanced, equitable, mutually respectful social compact which is bound to emerge from the current disorder, irremediable enmity, and systemic dysfunction. Likewise, childish tantrums evincing a total absence of self-discipline, self-control, and mature, reflective self-assessment; low/no regard for the rights of others; near-pathological narcissism; a boundless, ungoverned self-indulgence which the afflicted Wokester believes himself/herself/xhirself/tself to be not just entitled to, but altogether deserving of—bestowed on him by natural right, as integral a part of who and what he is as are his blonde hair, lanky frame, and blue eyes; no more than is due and proper for such a wonderfully superior, elevated human being as he/she/xhir/it so obviously is;

Right straight to Hell with just sitting passively in the car, hoping against hope that the approaching Wokester jackal-pack will decide to just go away and leave you be, without any real harm done to either your person or your ride. You know as well as I do that that is NOT going to be the way this scenario shakes out. Keep in mind, too, that it isn’t just a car you’re sitting in; it’s also a weapon, and a damned effective one when deployed properly, by someone who has no intention of just rolling over and playing dead for a passel of spoiled, snotnosed little toerags who couldn’t punch their way out of a wet paper bag without bursting into tears at the sheer horror of such brutal violence—which is to say, someone who is a flinty, gimlet-eyed realist that, although he likes people generally and is therefore viscerally appalled at the prospect of inflicting grievous bodily injury on his fellow man as long as he himself is treated with the respect, restraint, and friendly, affable charm far more typical of him. Even so, if these refugees from Coney Island’s infamous Freak Show really do want to throw down, he’s perfectly prepared to get all in amongst ‘em himself, and this is a man who plays strictly to win.

So why the actual fuck would any self-respecting American man let a mincing assortment of chickenshit pussies, scrawny, slope-shouldered gamer-geeks, and fat, repulsive broads sporting third-degree friction burns on her legs caused by the way her inner thighs rub together as she waddles along have their way with him, anyway? They started the shit, time for us to finish it. Don’t just sit there like an inert lump, go proactive: put the pedal to the metal, point those shiny chrome grill teeth at dead-center of the closest-packed cluster of giggling oxygen thieves, and bring some REAL pain down on those empty heads. Teach ‘em a lesson they won’t easily forget. The sooner Normals stop putting up with Lefty’s shit, the sooner there won’t be any more shit for us to put up with.

Solid as a rock

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Just in case anybody had forgotten just how long, consistently, and unequivocally Trump has insisted that the Mad Mullahs must NEVER be allowed to join the ranks of the world’s so-called Nuclear Powers.

The White House is bringing receipts about President Donald Trump’s unwavering stance that Iran can not be allowed to acquire a nuclear weapon, shutting down criticism from those who claim otherwise.

“President Donald J. Trump has never wavered in his stance that Iran cannot be allowed to have a nuclear weapon — a pledge he has made repeatedly, both in office and on the campaign trail,” a lengthy thread on X shared by the Official Rapid Response account of the Trump 47 White House read. 

The thread contained numerous clips of comments Trump has made on the issue, proving that he’s not the peace-loving hippie that some had pretended he would be when he returned to the White House.

Follows, Tweet after Tweet after Tweet by way of documentary evidence for the above “numerous clips” statement.

Now, I was quite pleased by Trump’s oft-repeated campaign pledge that, as President, he intended to extricate the US from as many as practicable of the futile, open-ended brushfire wars in which we’re currently mired to well above the axles around the globe—wars in which no US national interest of any kind is to be found; wars in which many thousands of good American soldiers will be maimed and/or killed for no good reason; wars in which victory is neither defined nor necessarily even pursued as the end goal; wars whose underlying rationale is not the defense of the nation’s interior land mass, population, wealth, or national sovereignty against an aggressor-nation.

Nor is the underlying rationale the suppression of a hostile rival, nor expansion of its territory, nor securing its national borders. Important considerations all, to be sure, affording ample justification for making war in the Aulden Thymes of Yore. Not so much nowadays, though; wars of conquest, wars for gold, natural resources, or merely because our King and y’all’s King just can’t stand the sight of one another are all pretty much historical relics now. In the modern era, the bottom-line truth of what virtually every war is/was really all about is fattening the bank accounts of certain powerful, top-tier players of the World’s Great Game. Funny how things do change, innit?

Twinned with his most laudable goal of pulling us out of wasteful, costly wars of choice we never should’ve blundered our way into in the first place, Trump also vowed that he would likewise be HIGHLY resistant to jumping into any new Forever Wars as well.

On the other hand, though, it must also be noted that simply shrugging off the cold, hard reality that war, awful as we all know it to be, can sometimes be necessary, just, even beneficial isn’t very helpful either. Attempting to implement a foreign policy founded entirely on the blanket, puerile rejection of any and all war, forever and ever amen, is no more practical-minded, workable, or sustainable than Amerika v2.0’s current “Invade the world, invite the world” strategery is.

At least pacifists have a philosophy, if only a half-baked one, to fall back on for an explanation of and/or excuse for how muttonheaded and wrong they are.

Elsewhere, Ace ain’t having any of the “Trump promised no more wars” twipe historical revisionists are currently pitching hissy fits all over the Innarnuts over. A taste:

Apparently when Trump said this over and over and over again, the hyper-isolationists all heard him saying, “I promise I will pursue Barack Obama’s Iran policy and help Iran get a nuclear bomb. And also, again like Barack Obama, when Iran’s regime is fatally threatened, I will step in to save it.”

He never said these things. You made them up. You wanted him to say them, but he never, ever did.

The hyper-isolationists are threatening that Trump doing the things Trump has repeatedly promised to do would “fracture the base.” This is their threat that they’ll abandon and oppose Trump.

Yet they don’t consider that Trump doing what they demand and using our military and economic power to harm Israel to aid Iran would also fracture the base.

I didn’t vote for your fucking queerbait RoN pAuL!!!-cum-Medea-Benjamin gaywad peacenik foreign policy. Trump, as I already wrote, has always said that he thinks the Deep State’s ambition to be at war at all times in all countries is insane and that he would stop that, and that he wants to be known for ending wars rather than starting them.

But he’s also made it clear, as he did when he used missile attacks to all but wipe out ISIS and also assassinate Iran’s top terror commander, that enemy countries which do not accept his open hand will feel his closed fist.

He also has repeatedly stated that he completely supports Israel. I know the Tucker Carlson circle thinks that Israel is The Real Terrorist Enemy and now is literally calling for the US to attack Tel Aviv — Darryl Cooper, the man Tucker Carlson praised and glazed as “the most important popular historian [i.e., ‘Twitter crank’] writing today” expressly called for the US Air Force to bomb Tel Aviv.*

That’s not Trump’s policy. He promised to support Israel, and to stop Iran from getting the bomb.

That is what he said, that is what he promised, and that is what we voted for.

A-yup, that covers it pretty well, I believe. Like it or lump it, ya sniveling losers.

Side note

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One thing about the absolutely jaw-dropping influx of donations I’ve been thoroughly floored by this week: there’s just been so damned many of you fine folks hitting Ye Aulde CF Tippe Jarre that just ain’t no way on God’s green Earth I’m gonna be able to send out email thank-yous to y’uns. This kinda makes me sad, honestly, since kiting a personal, private thanks whenever I receive a particulary generous donation out of the clear blue sky is something I’ve always enjoyed doing, and has long been standard practice around this here websty.

Subscribers, not so much; never could see any justification for spamming peoples’ inboxes once a month, so I never have done it. Moreover, most of my little coterie of “subscribers” are longtime readers I’ve become friendly with over the years, with whom I correspond on the regular outside the confines of the bloggiverse. I’ve even swapped pictures with what you might call the “CF Inner Circle” on occasion: photos of family; spouses; pets; favorite vacation spots; cars, boats, motorcycles, even the (VERY!) occasional airplane, and other such-like things as and when the urge hath struck.

So yeah, with all that goin’ on I figger my subscribers know already how much I truly do love them; no real need to keep rubbing their noses in how awesome they are, I shouldn’t think.

As for you folks who kicked in on this past week’s impromptu, kinda-sorta, not-quite-official fundraiser, please accept this brief missive, impersonal as it may seem, as a sincere expression of my gratitude. Your generosity humbles and awes me; your kind attention restores and renews my determination to keep on keepin’ on with this blog-writing nonsense, to the very limits of my ability, skill, and strength. The CF Pledge remains in full effect: long as y’all keep on reading, I promise I’ll keep on writing for ya. Hopefully, at least some of it will be half-decent, anyway.

Thank you all so very, very much.

Inner workings

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Of an administration that DIDN’T work, in any way, at any level.

Former White House Physician Drops Truth Bombs About Biden’s Health Cover-Up
During an appearance on Fox News’ “Sunday Morning Futures,” Rep. Dr. Ronny Jackson (R-Texas)—a man who served as White House physician for 14 years—dropped some major truth bombs that expose what may be the greatest constitutional crisis in modern American history.

Jackson is a doctor with 25 years of medical experience who witnessed the inner workings of multiple administrations firsthand. When he speaks about the cover-ups of Joe Biden’s cognitive decline, Americans should listen.

We’ve noted here at PJ Media that Biden brought Dr. Kevin O’Connor in as White House physician to help facilitate the cover-up of his cognitive decline, and Jackson believes this as well.

“Dr. O’Connor was his physician for eight years when he was vice president; he literally became part of the Biden family,” he said. But it gets worse. According to Jackson, O’Connor “was beloved by Jill Biden” and the Biden inner circle, developing such loyalty that “he would say or do anything that they ask him to do and cover up anything,” and that “they knew that they had somebody that could help cover up anything that might come up.”

This wasn’t about medical expertise—it was about ensuring silence.

Jackson warned that “we need to know, the American people need to know who was making decisions over those last four years. Who had access to that auto pen?”

The constitutional implications are staggering. As Jackson puts it, “If someone was running the country pretending to be the president of the United States and they weren’t, we need to know, and we need to make sure this never ever happens again.”

Best way to do that, of course, would be for Real Americans to hitch up their Big Boy britches, step up to the plate scaffold, and give their peers and like-minded colleagues most responsible for the Bribem Fiasco a real-time, up close and personal visual demonstration of what the phrase “pulling hemp” really, truly means. Failing that, we can only expect that this shit will go right on happening, again and again and again.

Return to normalcy

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Whatever “normalcy” means nowadays, if anything.

Let Freedom Ring! Trump Restores Liberties, Exposes Fake News, Makes Liberal Heads Melt: WOW Is it FUN!
I have been quite upfront about my alleged visit to the U.S. Capitol on January 6.

These days, I sleep well knowing that Joe Biden and his Marxist myrmidons are gone. I no longer lie in bed fully dressed until 7 a.m. in case the FBI kicks in my door and throws me into a cell without my Constitutional right to a speedy trial. In fact, I actually sleep well and wake up early to gleefully read what Trump said or did after I finished my Manhattan and fell asleep peacefully watching “Sons of Anarchy.” Why can I and other Constitution-loving Americans sleep peacefully? Because Trump is back, and so is the law of the land

Here is the sick part: all Trump has done is to re-establish the normalcy that We the People have come to expect. The fear of being tossed into solitary confinement in a D.C. gulag is, for now, not likely to happen to any American. Trump did that.

We peaceful conservative patriots no longer have to worry that we may be imprisoned for daring to speak freely, like that commie prag from the pinko ice cream company, Ben & Jerry’s.

That Marxist, ice cream-churning swine doggy was far more aggressive than I allegedly acted on January 6, and yet he knows he won’t spend a minute in jail having the guards beat the potato salad out of him. But he is too stupid to thank Trump for that freedom.

The only thing better than sleeping peacefully, drinking less to drown the anxiety, and once again enjoying my Constitutional rights, is watching Trump make the faces of liberals melt like those Nazis in “Raiders of the Lost Ark.”

I have spent much of my adult life in New York City, where I learned a phrase we didn’t have in Detroit, where I grew up: ball busting.

FACT-O-RAMA! Ball-busting, (also called “chopbusting”) is an East Coast phrase meaning, to make fun of someone/something.

Trump is a ball-busting ace. He knows what to say to make the liberals jump, jive, wail, and weep, and it’s wildly entertaining. 

I love waking up to see men in dresses screeching like the little girls they wish they were over a joke Trump made hours after I have fallen into a peaceful sleep.

I laugh like a marijuana-chomping hyena (where it’s legal for hyenas to eat the doobies…) when my few remaining libdolt friends send me Facebook messages screaming, “YOUR president said men can’t have babies! How do you feel NOW, Nazi!?”

I couldn’t be happier with Trump back in the White House. 

Said a mouthful there, Kev. Of all the many fine and wonderful things Mango Man© has done for America That Was this time around, the copious flow of shitlib tears just might be at the top of that ever-lengthening list. Another edifying consequence:

“We Study Fascism, and We’re Leaving the U.S.,” a Wednesday New York Times headline read.

Sure, plenty of well-known Democrats (mostly from Hollywood and the media) vowed to leave the U.S. in the event of a second Trump presidency: Sharon Stone, Cher, Barbra Streisand, Raven-Symoné, Whoopi Goldberg, Elon Musk’s gender-confused son Xavier Wilson, and even Cardi B rank among those who’ve at least hinted at that kind of radical action. But few of them have actually done anything about it.

But even the New York Times knows that nobody takes the vague premonitions of actors, entertainment media figures, and models seriously. To have three Yale professors who actually study the tragic events of the past century leave the U.S. because they think their country is going in the direction of Nazi Germany — well, that’s sensational.

The New York Times piece was a video opinion by history professors Timothy Snyder and Marci Shore who are married, and philosophy professor Jason Stanley, in which the threesome explained that they’d relocated to the University of Toronto, and they thought the U.S. was turning into a fascist state with President Donald Trump as its burgeoning supreme leader.

As I’ve said for a long time now, I could easily wish Trump really was the fascist dictator shitlibs love to weep, wail, and tear their hair out in great hanks about. If it drives idiots like those mentioned above from these shores for good, hey, that’s a plus far as I’m concerned. If this is fascism, then bring it on—all you want of it, plus some.

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