Showing posts with label Unintended Consequences. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Unintended Consequences. Show all posts

31 January 2021

Make them prove it.

So much of the 'silver' and 'gold' sold in this world doesn't actually exist.

Did you know that?

If you can't touch it, it isn't real.  If you can't stand in front of it and defend it, you don't own it.  

Looks like the common people are realizing this.

Silver Bullion Market is one of the most manipulated on earth. Any short squeeze in silver paper shorts would be EPIC. We know billion banks are manipulating gold and silver to cover real inflation.

Both the industrial case and monetary case, debt printing has never been more favorable for the No. 1 inflation hedge Silver.

Inflation adjusted Silver should be at 1000$ instead of 25$. Link to post removed by mods.

Why not squeeze $SLV to real physical price.

Think about the Gainz. If you don't care about the gains, think about the banks like JP MORGAN you'd be destroying along the way. 
... 
Tldr- Corner the market. GV thinks its possible to squeeze $SLV, #### AFTER SEEING $AG AND $GME EVEN I THINK WE CAN DO IT. BUY $SLV GO ALL IN TH GAINZ WILL BE UNLIMITED. DEMAND PHYSICAL IF YOU CAN. #### THE BANKS.

Disclaimer: This is not Financial advice. I am not a financial services professional. This is my personal opinion and speculation as an uneducated and uninformed person.

Grab some popcorn and watch the oligarchs squalling like babies when they're called on their BS.

29 January 2021

I have no trouble believing this.

 And if you do, you really need to pay more attention.

Our Favorite Spitfire, aka Ann Barnhardt, passes on a letter detailing the consequences of The Totally Safe And Absolutely Necessary For The Survival Of The Human Race Poison Vaccine:

I don’t want to speculate or put out wild conspiracy theories, but yesterday I received an email from my employer that went out to all patient care providers in our health system. The email detailed an entire set of guidelines and protocols that have been developed to rapidly identify, triage, and treat people who may be suffering an allergic reaction to either of the COVID vaccines. If reactions are as rare as we are being told, then why is this necessary? If the allergic reactions are typical of other medication allergic reactions, why does a different set of standards exist? All things to make you wonder.

Yeah.  Totally safe.  Big Pharma, Big Media and Big Government all agree.  What could possibly go wrong?

12 December 2020

Our patience is at an end.

We've tried to be civilized.  We've tried to be patient, understanding and merciful.  They continue to perceive these qualities as weakness.

So be it.  Let them find out different, the hard way.

F*ck these people. All of them. They thirst for death, and at this rate, they'll get it. And they'll deserve it. Stop taking their sh*t. Stop being nice. The proper response to these evil bastards is the report of a rifle. They were warned and warned and warned and warned and warned and they walked up to our line - a line we drew with pleading eyes - and pissed on it.

Everything that happens from this point forward is on them.

Every.
Last.
THING.

Yep, it's just like that.  Jesus told us to love our neighbor.  He never said we wouldn't have to kill them anyway.

18 October 2020

The freedom of the outsider

“If you are a good person, if you are a moral person, if you are a Christian, you are not going to be allowed to succeed in the system past a certain level. It’s just not going to happen. But it’s very, very freeing to know this. You’re not going to get the scholarship. You’re probably not going to get the acceptance. You’re not going to get the interview. So, this means you have the imperative to go out and make things happen on your own. Because here’s the magical thing about it. They can’t create. They cannot create things that are good, beautiful and true. They’re predators and parasites. And so, there’s always going to be a certain amount of room that is granted to people that just do their own thing, or for people who just work outside the system, because that’s where the positive change – the necessary positive change – is going to happen…What we’re dealing with here is a society that is run by the wicked and is run by the hedonists…And so, you can save a lot of time…The beauty of this is that by knowing that you have no chance to succeed within the system, you can give yourself the opportunity to succeed without it. And the fact that you are never going to be given that handout. The fact that you’re never going to get given that fake, pseudo success, means that the success that you achieve will be real. You’ll never have that impostor syndrome that they’re always talking about…And so, you have no chance to succeed in the realm of the wicked but that knowledge frees you to pursue genuine, meaningful and lasting success by pursuing the good, the beautiful and the true.”

--Vox Day

10 October 2020

The Last Real Feminist


"If you live in rock and roll, as I do, you see the reality of sex, of male lust and women being aroused by male lust. It attracts women. It doesn't repel them.” - Camille Paglia


“You have to accept the fact that part of the sizzle of sex comes from the danger of sex. You can be overpowered.” - Camille Paglia


“Feminism has become a catch-all vegetable drawer where bunches of clingy sob sisters can store their moldy neuroses. - Camille Paglia


“Television is actually closer to reality than anything in books. The madness of TV is the madness of human life. - Camille Paglia


“Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist. - Camille Paglia


“Manhood coerced into sensitivity is no manhood at all. - Camille Paglia


“Men have sacrificed and crippled themselves physically and emotionally to feed, house, and protect women and children. None of their pain or achievement is registered in feminist rhetoric, which portrays men as oppressive and callous exploiters. - Camille Paglia


“In the real world, very smart people fail and mediocre people rise. Part of what makes people fail or succeed are skills that have nothing to do with IQ. Also, the idea that intelligence can be gauged by an IQ test is erroneous. - Camille Paglia


“If someone offends you by speech, you must learn to defend yourself by speech. - Camille Paglia

29 June 2018

I don't think I'd be opposed.

"Just try this on for size, His Majesty, Donald of House Trump, the First of his name, builder of walls, defender of borders, expeller of invaders. Has a nice ring to it I think."

From the comments on this post at Vox Popoli, which references this article:

Trump has, from the start of his presidency, surrounded himself by generals and high ranking military personnel.  He has given in to their demands even when in strict opposition to his voter base’s opinion. His spending budget was riddled with Democrat concessions in favor of remarkable military spending. In nearly all of his speeches he’s praised his soldiers and even suggested an American military parade.   This is likely why Q believes Trump is completely untouchable by Mueller’s highly biased quest to ignite a Trump impeachment, as indicated in many of his posts.

It is without question that America’s deep state will go full throttle to attempt to sabotage the Trump presidency before their crimes are unearthed and prosecuted.  We now know that Obama had spies inside Trump’s campaign, had FBI agents offering his colleagues damaging information on Hillary on behalf of Russia, and had baited a “Russian Collusion” setup in the strange event that he would win.  Whether or not Trump actually committed any crimes during his campaign is insignificant: Mueller is going to attempt to set the stage for an impeachment vote, and the media will throw everything they have at the public to get them to consider.  If this fails, they will use all of the media weapons at their disposal to grow a public uprising to try to force Trump out of power while rogue intelligence agents (now removed) will try to sabotage any investigations that may deter this.

But through this gamble, they have inadvertently cleared the path for Trump to garner the public support he needs to overthrow the constitution and seize full authoritarian control of America.  He has already successfully (and thankfully) dismantled the public’s trust of the mainstream media by proving their complete corruption.  This is step two of overthrowing any democracy, with step one being garnering control of the military (which Trump appears to already have done).  To complete the transition, he needs to either attain control of or dismantle the judicial branch.  With the unprecedented Democrat stonewalling on all of his judicial appointees, the former may not be possible. But with the massive failures of all intelligence agencies and the years of DOJ failures to prosecute criminal swamp creatures, there is a growing consensus that our judicial system is broken beyond repair.  Should evidence arrive that the DOJ was compromised; the stage will be set for Trump to conquer.

Honestly, I do believe that President Trump does intend to return America to its roots:  The Constitution as written, the rule of law restored, the ideals of the Founders made manifest.  But let's say he doesn't.  Let's say that he does intend to install himself as Emperor Trump I.

So what?  Someone was going to step into that spot.  The way things have been going in this country, it was inevitable.

Let's imagine the Emperor's Mansion.  Previous administrations all the way back to Lincoln have been surveying the property, clearing the land and building an access road.  Reagan called a halt to the plan, requiring permits and deeds, but then construction started again.  Bush I laid the foundation.  Clinton ran the plumbing and electrical.  Bush II, after 9/11, put up the framing and trusses.  Under Obama, it was 24/7 overtime.  By the time 2016 came around, the drywall was hung, the flooring was laid, the walls were painted and the place was ready for occupancy.

But a funny thing happened on the way to the realtor's office.  Some real estate baron from New York bought the place right out from under those who thought they had it locked in.

If he chooses to leave it vacant, he'll keep out trespassers and squatters.  If he moves in, I can think of far worse neighbors.   At least we know he'll take care of the property.

If President Trump becomes Emperor Trump I, well, so be it.  If we had stuck to our Founders' principles, enforced the rule of law and followed the Constitution, it never would have come to that point.  But we haven't, which means our Great Experiment will either be saved by one man, or proven to be an abject failure by that same man.  Either way, I'm not really seeing a downside--at least the truth will out and things will be solved once and for all.

14 March 2018

By all means, Mrs. Clinton--please continue!!

First and foremost, I want to make one thing perfectly clear:  If Hillary Clinton ever comes to what remains of her senses, repents of her sins, and accepts Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior, I will be the first to rejoice in that.  For the Lord is "not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance."  (Yes, this includes even the most corrupt and evil among us, for in His sight, we have all greatly offended.  It's simply a matter of degree.)  I do not think that this is likely, but with God, all things are possible.

That would be the best thing that could happen.

The second best thing that could happen, would be for HRC to go right on doing what she's doing.  Keep doubling down, Hillary!  Turn it up to 11!  Have another Chardonnay and let those deplorable redneck scum have it with both barrels every time you open your mouth!

Man, when even hardline Democrats(who have gone beyond blue, through indigo, and are now somewhere in a spectrum of ultrablue which is invisible to anything except possibly mantis shrimp), including your own former campaign manager, wish like hell you'd shut up and go away...you really have to be Amy-Winehouse-Level committed to self-destruction.  As much as I admire singleminded persistence and determination, you might have wanted to pick a better goal.

But if this is the path you wish to take, Ma'am, us "Deplorables" couldn't be more pleased with the results.  Keep right on keepin' on with that.  Expose yourself as the shrill, bitter, angry, drunken, doddering, corrupt mess we always knew you to be, in a way that makes even some Democrats think "Well, I still hate Trump, but it really could have been worse."

And the next time some smug Leftist steps to us with an utterly unwarranted air of intellectual superiority, courtesy of the Dunning-Kruger effect, we'll simply observe that, if they'd gotten their way, you--who have become basically a walking dumpster fire that even the Left is having trouble making excuses for--would have been Leader of the Free World.  Therefore, their judgement is, to say the least, suspect.

Whether you sit down and shut up, or continue on your present course, we win either way.

08 August 2017

Death by diversity

All you folks who consider me a xenophobic, Islamophobic racist who's ten miles to the right of Genghis Khan...you'll most likely be perplexed by this post.

The murder of Justine Damond was not a Black thing, an Islamic thing or an immigrant thing.  This was a 'social justice' thing.

Mohamed Noor is a shrimpy little guy, who, by most accounts, was very nervous and jumpy.  He did not have the build or the temperament suitable for being a police officer.  I'd be saying the same thing if he were a White Christian American.  But if he were a White Christian American, he never would have been a cop.  He'd have washed out of the academy.  They'd have been all, "Sorry, dude, police work just isn't in your future."

But the Leftists and SJW's of Minneapolis just had to have a Somali officer, no matter what.  Diversity at any price.  Well, now we know the exact price of their folly:  The life of an innocent citizen, taken by an idiot who started blasting away at an unarmed citizen at an (alleged) 'loud noise.'

This is less the fault of Mohamed Noor than of those who put that badge on him in the first place.  Minneapolitans, you put these fools into office, and you share the blame for this poor woman's death.  Hope you're proud of yourselves. 

19 January 2017

Of fisticuffs, honor and politics

I beg your forgiveness for using 'honor' in the same sentence as 'politics.'  Mea culpa and all that.

There are two types of fights outside of straight-up warfare.  One is a fight; a contest between honorable, civilized men, where a difference in opinion has become physical.  In this contest, there are commonly understood rules of engagement.  The other is a streetfight, where the only rule is that the winner is the one who lives to walk away.

Let's say Bob and Doug are fixin' to fight.  Bob said Doug was one of those, and Doug said Bob's mother was too, or however it started.  Both Bob and Doug, being civilized and honorable men, are entering the contest with the supposition that this is a fight, not a streetfight.  Fists start flying, and Doug ends up getting the worst of it.  Doug finally hollers out, "OK!  I give up!!"

Since this is a fight between civilized and honorable men, Bob immediately stops hitting Doug, probably helps him up, and if Doug fought a good fight and Bob's really righteous, Bob will buy Doug a beer.  Honorable, civilized men know that you don't keep beating on another honorable and civilized man who has surrendered.  This is a core concept of honor and civilization.

Now, let's posit that Doug says "I give up!" and then, when Bob turns away, Doug starts swinging again.  This changes the game.  Doug has proven himself to be a liar, untrustworthy--a dishonorable man.  Bob can no longer trust Doug's pleas of surrender, and therefore, this is no longer a fight.  It is now a streetfight, and Bob will continue the beating until he decides the fight is over, because that's how a streetfight works.  Doug decided to turn a fight into a streetfight, and Bob agreed to the terms Doug set.

If you're insufficiently conversant with the concept, go watch a bunch of John Wayne and Clint Eastwood movies until it sinks in.  This is how men used to interact.  It worked.

Now, let us observe the current dynamic of Left/Globalist, Right/Nationalist interaction.  Now that the God-Emperor Trump has won the White House, and the Left has been repudiated at every level of government across the nation outside of the elitist coastal enclaves, we're hearing a whole lot of bleating from the defeated.  Talk of 'bipartisanship,' 'cooperation,' 'reaching across the aisle,' 'compromise' and all sorts of hippy-dippy, patchouli-soaked, kumbayah platitudes.

Those of you with a memory span longer than that of a fruit fly might remember these same folks back in '09-'10, when the Left had a supermajority in Congress, and held the White House.  As soon as they held the reins of power, it was all "We won, you lost, F.U."  All that peace and love stuff went right out the window.  It's what they've always done, and what they'll do again if they're ever given the chance.  This is the political equivalent of Doug saying "I give up!" and then swinging a brick at our heads the moment we turn our backs.  Anyone who, at this point, doesn't understand that this is--and always was--a streetfight, simply needs to sit down and shut up.

No, Leftists, we're not falling for it again.  We expected you to act with honor, and you proved yourselves honorless.  Now, the beating will continue until WE decide it's over.  We will not 'compromise' or 'cooperate.'  We will crush you, see you driven before us, and hear the lamentations of your women.  We wanted a straight fight.  You made it into a streetfight.  It was your call...now you can just deal with the consequences.

31 July 2015

The VERY last word on the Stars & Bars

Publicola's rejoinder to the Anarchangel.  Another long one...


Now that you've presumably read it, I disagree with Mr. Byrne's base assertion - that the confederate battle flag is a symbol of hatred towards black folks. I agree that some if not many black people have this view, but in general it's not quite what it seems.

When a person sees the flag that once flew over the Army of Northern Virginia, they don't see it a as symbol of hatred. They see it as a symbol of The South. They view The South as something that represents hatred. They're gravely mistaken, but that's what they see.


What was missed in that very well thought out post is what southerners see, specifically southerners that grew up in the 1960's through 1990's.

 Lots of things to think about on both sides.  Make up your own mind.

17 July 2015

I thought this was illegal?

Oh yeah--there is no law any more, at least when Leftist murder-for-profit is involved.


I used to be heavily pro-choice.  I've been rethinking my views for the last few years, and this just made me 100% Pro-Freakin'-Life.  And if you really don't see the problem with harvesting the organs of purposely murdered babies, you are seriously disturbed.

The fact that the organs are readily identifiable, marks these as partial-birth abortions, not just 'disposing of a clump of tissue.'   And don't start throwing exceptions at me--the vast majority of abortions are NOT to save the mother's life, nor the result of rape.  They're for convenience.  They're done so that women can let themselves be used carelessly without being 'punished' with the creation of a new human life.

The social conservatives warned us that legalizing abortion would lead to things like this.  They were right, and I was wrong. 

I got nothing else coherent--I'm just trying not to completely lose my shit over the fact that so many people really don't seem to see anything wrong with this.  God help us.

21 June 2015

The Last Word on the Stars & Bars

The Anarchangel gives us an exceedingly well-thought analysis on the whole Confederate Flag debacle, and how both sides are simultaneously right and wrong.  Grab a beverage, it's long...

Yup, this is going to piss EVERYONE off... Which is OK, because hard to hear but important stuff does that.

Stay with me here... Don't just turn your outrage on and your brain off... Actually read and think about what I'm writing here OK?

"Both sides" of this issue, please, just read all the way through,  don't just react... because I'm going to piss EVERYONE off on this one... and I really mean that... Black, white, southern, northern, liberal, conservative... whatever... This post is probably going to piss you off at some point.

...but well worth reading and thinking about, if you honestly want to help put this issue to bed.  Of course, if your sole delight lies in "Being Right" and you don't actually give a damn about anything except shoving your own opinion down peoples' throats, well, as the man says, it's probably going to piss you off.

07 June 2015

A blast from the past

Both her Blogger and Wordpress blogs seeming to be defunct, I shall repost this awesome story in full.  Just in case, ya know.

Submitted for your inspection, the story...of Jim.

This is the story of Jim. Jim was an average young man in an average American town. He earned above-average grades in high school, and went on to attend an average American college. Jim's parents, while not destitute, were in no position to help him with finances, so Jim worked full-time at an average college job to support himself, riding his bike to school, then to work, and then back to his far-below-average studio apartment to study, eat average college food, and fall asleep. The next day began the whole process again.

One day, while Jim was enjoying a rare free moment, his uncle paid him a surprise visit. Jim's uncle was a wealthy man, though no one quite knew what he did to amass his fortune. He entered the tiny rented room with a warm greeting, and sat on the edge of the bed. After exchanging pleasantries and small talk, Jim's uncle asked if there was anything he could do to make Jim's life easier. Jim didn't want to impose, so he politely declined. Jim's uncle pressed his point, saying, "Jim, I've known you for longer than you remember, and it pains me to see you having to struggle this way. Here," and he pulled a small black card out of his jacket pocket. Jim tried to refuse, but his uncle insisted. "Use this as you see fit," he said to the young man. They talked awhile longer about various family members and Jim's classes, and then, after affectionate goodbyes, Jim's uncle left.

Jim followed his uncle to the door, and shut it after him. He then turned over the small black card in his hand. It was a credit card. . . sort of. There was a sixteen-digit number on it and a magnetic strip , but no expiration date, no name, no logo, not even a signature bar. Just a wholly unremarkable, glossy black card. Jim wondered how it could even work, and then decided that he would not find out. He was determined to go it on his own, just like his parents had taught him. "Earn what you get, or there's no joy in having it," his father liked to say. Jim went to throw the card away, but hesitated. It couldn't hurt, after all, to have options, could it? That's really all he was doing, was being careful, he told himself as he put the card in his desk.

For months, Jim rarely even thought of the card. Then, one day he noticed a letter from the college in his stack of mail. Times had grown tough not just for Jim, but for everybody, and money was tight all around. Though Jim had carried his above average grades with him to college, they were no longer enough to maintain his scholarship. Jim sat crumpled in his chair, head in hands. He would have to delay his schooling and spend the next semester saving for the following term. The thought was not at all appealing -- hadn't he suffered enough? He worked his heart out and sacrificed so much; how could this happen? Suddenly, that little black card loomed large in Jim's mind. Surely it wouldn't hurt to use it for his living expenses. Not luxury items -- just the stuff he was already using. Then he would work even harder, improve his grades so he could get his scholarship back, and then put the card away. Other students lived on credit -- was it really so wrong?

Jim put his plan into action, knowing full well that he might regret it when the bill came. He determined he would cross that bridge when he came to it. He was a little nervous the first time he swiped the little black card, but it worked just fine. All he needed to do was sign. He stayed true to his word, using his credit judiciously. A month passed. Then two. Jim checked every day, but no bill came to him. Worried, he called his uncle. "Don't worry about it, my boy, it's all taken care of," Jim's uncle reassured him. "But..." Jim started to protest, but his uncle cut him off: "It's all taken care of. I meant what I said -- use it as you see fit. I'll tell you what: I'll arrange with your employer to automatically deduct payments from your paycheck, alright?" This eased Jim's mind, and he let the matter go.

In the ensuing months, Jim came to rely on the card more and more. He asked his boss to move him to part-time hours: With all his needs paid for, he could start focusing on his wants, and one of those was more leisure time. The money he earned could also go to wants, rather than needs. Jim felt as if the weight of the world had been removed from his shoulders. His wants, however, soon outstripped his income, and he found himself pulling out that little black card more and more often. The card seemed to have no limit; though his purchases grew progressively larger, the card was never declined.

Jim was coming out of the store after one of his larger purchases when he saw a man standing at a nearby intersection holding a cardboard sign. Jim walked over to talk to the man, and found that the man, Andrew, had fallen on hard times. He had lost his job, could not find another one, and had a family to feed, so he stood on the corner begging strangers for money. Andrew's story troubled Jim; he'd experienced hard times himself, and could not imagine having to face unemployment with a family to feed. Jim quickly told Andrew about his little black card, and offered to use it for Andrew's family's expenses as well. Andrew, overcome with emotion, threw his arms around Jim and sobbed thanks into his shoulder.

Word of the miraculous card spread quickly, and soon Jim was inundated with requests for help. Some seemed more legitimate than others, but who was he to judge? Jim accepted them all, and it seemed that in no time half of the town was dependent on the card Jim's uncle had given to him. Jim was thrilled that he could help so many people. Gone were his days of counting change for food; now, because of him, those days were gone for so many others, too. "This," Jim thought to himself one night, "is freedom."

Jim's philanthropic ventures weren't the only thing on his mind. There was a young lady he'd met in class. Sharla. She was beautiful, intelligent, kind -- everything Jim was looking for. And, though he could hardly believe it, she reciprocated his feelings. It wasn't long until he had a ring on her finger. Money no longer being an object, he made sure that their wedding was everything she had ever wanted. He thought nothing could have made him happier, but he had to admit he was wrong on that point on the day that Sharla gave birth to their first child, a darling baby boy who they called Sam.

Sam was just a few days old, sleeping in his mother's arms in their comfortable home, when there came a knock at the door. Jim ran to answer it and found a delivery man standing there with a package. Jim signed for the package, thanked the man, and went back in the house. He turned the box over to see not his name, or Sharla's, but Sam's. Thinking it was a gift for the new baby, he opened it. He was puzzled to find not gifts, but a stack of official-looking pages. He grabbed the first one and began to read.

Jim could feel the blood draining from his face. His hands began to shake. This had to be wrong, this could not be possible. He raced for the phone, punched in his uncle's number, and demanded that the old man get there NOW. Jim paced the floor while he waited, unable to continue perusing the pages in the box. Not possible. Not possible.

Jim's uncle knocked on the door in short order. Jim nearly wrenched the door off its hinges, grabbed his uncle by the arm, dragged him to the box, and thrust the first paper into his face. "How?" bellowed Jim. "How is this possible?!"

Jim's uncle stepped back, stroked his white goatee thoughtfully, and calmly said, "Jim, I told you it was taken care of. You never asked how."

Jim's eyes grew wide. "How could you do this to me? To him? My son, he's just a baby! How on earth can he pay this off?" Another thought gripped Jim, turning him paler still. "Half the town is living on this card! They depend upon it! I can't just cut them off! But if I don't..." His sentence trailed off as he stared in anguish at his son, who had somehow slept through Jim's outburst.

Jim's uncle nodded gravely. "I'll tell you what, Jim. I can help you with this problem as well." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out another card, just like Jim's, but with a different number on it. "Give him this when he's of age."

Jim was flabbergasted. "You cannot be serious," he said. Another thought occurred to him, and he grasped at it like a drowning man lunging for a piece of driftwood. "What about the payments that were being taken from my paychecks?"

Jim's uncle laughed. "My boy, surely you don't believe you made this much?!"

"Well, no," admitted Jim, clinging to this last tiny piece of hope, "but it's got to count for something, right?"

Jim's uncle laughed again. "My boy," he said again, slightly shaking his head from side to side, "how do you think I've made my fortune?" He stuffed the second card into his stunned nephew's hands, nodded to an equally stunned Sharla, and escorted himself out, leaving a horrified silence in his wake.

And now I will ask you the question that was surely running laps around Jim's beleaguered mind: If you have to steal from and enslave your own children to achieve it, can you truly call it freedom?

Fortunately, this story is fiction.  After all, this sort of abandonment of common sense could never be possible in the real world.  An entire nation could only subscribe to this sort of twisted logic...

...in the Twilight Zone.

06 June 2015

Of kit cars and Bruce Jenner

OK, now...that wasn't a weird title or anything.

I've been going around and around with various people concerning the whole transgender thing.  Let me spell it out for you so you know where I stand.

Do I believe that a person can have more of the opposite gender in their brain/soul than their own gender?  Yes.

Do I believe that said person is a human being and a child of God, and should not be hassled, demonized or otherwise screwed with?  Yes.

Do I believe that a person can actually change from one gender to another?  No.

Since the entire country is now all about The Bruce "Caitlyn" Jenner thing, we shall use him as an example.

First off, I don't really believe that Mr. Jenner is actually transsexual.  Ann Barnhardt, of all people, pointed out the obvious problem with this quote

"I am not gay. As far as I know, I am heterosexual. I've never been with a guy, I've always been married, raising kids."

(As far as you know?  You'd think after six decades, you'd have kind of figured out what you're attracted to.  It didn't take me a third as long to realize that I love plush women, and that's almost as stigmatized as being gay.)  Back to the subject, Ann's response was dead-on:

Um, if Jenner actually believed on even the shallowest level that he was a “woman trapped in a man’s body”, dontcha think he might say something like “I’m a lesbian”?

Yeah, pretty much.  A real MTF transsexual, if there be such, would have said exactly that.  So I tend to doubt the veracity of his claims.  However, even if I'm wrong, "sexual reassignment surgery" is not the panacea its proponents claim it to be*, and, in all honesty, it's an oxymoronic phrase.

Most of you probably aren't gearheads, although, given my mostly conservative readership, I may be wrong on that.  For those of you who haven't heard of kit cars, let me explain.

A kit car is a set of body panels, an interior and a host of other parts that you can graft to the chassis of a donor vehicle to make it look different.  Although there have been kits based around almost any widely-available platform, the most common donor was a VW Beetle, so we'll use that for our example.  You can make that old Beetle look like this(awesome), or this(made entirely of awesome with a side of awesome fries), or anything you can think of.  You can tweak and alter that body so that only the most hardcore, bleeds-motor-oil car freak would notice that things are not what they seem.

But it's still a VW Beetle.

No matter what it looks like, it's not a Porsche 917.  It's not an MG-TD.  It's a Volkswagen Beetle.  It's licensed and registered as a Volkswagen Beetle.  It's got the powertrain and performance of a Volkswagen Beetle.  It can't be anything else, no matter what you make it look like.

When "sexual reassignment surgery" can give a former woman a working penis and testes, or a former man a uterus and ovaries, and can either add or eliminate that Y chromosome, then I'll have no problem believing that one gender can 'transition' to another.  Until then, the whole concept is simply denying objective reality.  Until then, these people have not 'transitioned,' they have been castrated and/or mutilated.  These people are not being 'helped,' they are being reinforced in their delusions by people with, IMNSHO, a very sinister agenda.

So now you know my take on things.  HTH.

UPDATE:  So I wasn't mistaken--we really are bowing and scraping to the insane.

Example 7: A man who had his features surgically altered to (sort of) resemble a woman proclaims himself “the new normal.” No, it’s not normal. It is something than can be tolerated or accepted, but it is not normal. [Body Dysmorphic Disorder] But we are ordered not only to pretend it is normal, but to celebrate his “courage.” And anyone who refuses to buy into the delusion that a person with a penis is a woman is equated to a Klansman or a Nazi.

Good to know.

*  Remember, this study is in Sweden.  The most PC, tolerant, accepting environment for folks with sexual issues that you'll ever encounter.  "Social Oppression" fails as an argument here.

18 May 2015

There are no words.

Why have so many people developed a visceral hatred of cops?

I'm not talking about gangbangers and other lowlives--I'm talking about your average, everyday American.  Every day, more and more of the public realize that they no longer have any faith or trust in the police.

Maybe this is why.


The act of sleeping in a room about to be breached by a SWAT team constituted “criminal” conduct on the part of the infant. At the very least, the infant was fully liable for the nearly fatal injuries inflicted on him when Habersham County Sheriff’s Deputy Charles Long blindly heaved a flash-bang grenade – a “destructive device,” as described by the ATF, that when detonated burns at 2,000-3,500 degrees Fahrenheit – into the crib.

Merely by being in that room, Bou-Bou had assumed the risk of coming under attack by a SWAT team. By impeding the trajectory of that grenade, rather than fleeing from his crib, Bou-Bou failed to “avoid the consequences” of that attack.

In any case, Bou-Bou, along with his parents and his siblings, are fully and exclusively to blame for the injuries that nearly killed the child and left the family with more than one million dollars in medical bills. The SWAT team that invaded the home in Cornelia, Georgia on the basis of a bogus anonymous tip that a $50 drug transaction had occurred there is legally blameless.

...

A tax-subsidized settlement was reached about a month ago in which the National Fire Insurance Company will pay $964,000 to the family -- a little more than $538,000 for medical expenses, and multiple installments of $200,000 to the infant after he turns 18 in 2033. This arrangement will leave the family facing at least a half-million dollars in current medical expenses, a figure that will be matched or eclipsed by future costs incurred by Bou-Bou's ongoing medical treatment.

In familiar fashion, nobody responsible for this crime will be compelled to make restitution, or be held accountable for the nearly fatal injuries inflicted on the child – and the significant but non-life-threatening injury suffered by his father -- during the 2:00 a.m. home invasion that took place nearly a year ago.

Near every lawsuit begets a “defendant’s reply” disputing all of the factual allegations and legal claims presented by the plaintiffs. Where the defendants are law enforcement officers, the objective is to build a case that the actions of the officers were “reasonable” and in compliance with established “policies and procedures” – and thus protected by “qualified immunity.” From this perspective, the assailants are innocent of all liability even though they did everything wrong – and the victims are fully to blame even though they did nothing wrong. The reply filed on behalf of Sheriff Joey's deranged deputies will serve as a legal clinic for other departments involved in similar Soviet-grade atrocities in the future. 

Look, folks--everybody screws up.  Sometimes, those screw-ups have some pretty horrific consequences.  I don't expect police officers to be perfect, because they're human beings, and thus prone to misjudgements and mistakes.  I get that.

But there's something called 'honor.'  You may have heard of it, but if you haven't, it's something that was practiced universally in Western civilization since forever.  Something the boys in blue camo black claim that they're full of.  ORLY?

Honorable men would have apologized, admitted to their mistakes, and done everything in their power to set things right.  Honorable men would have done this without the slightest regard to the consequences to themselves.  Honorable men would do this because...well, because it is the honorable thing to do.  QED.

Hiding behind lawyers, courts and union reps is not honorable.  Evading responsibility for your mistakes is not honorable.  Blaming an infant for having a grenade thrown into his crib is beyond dishonorable, and is in fact the purchase of a First Class Express ticket to Hell.  It is disgusting and vile in the view of any civilized human being.

So, Officers, if you're wondering why even your law-abiding, run-of-the-mill neighbors are looking at you with barely disguised loathing...it's because too many of you have proven that you not only have no honor, you don't even understand the concept.

Prove me wrong.  Make this right.

29 April 2015

Three-fer: The natural progression...

What's going on?

Democrats win election by stoking resentments, scapegoating productive people for the failures of unproductive people, looting the public treasury, and making monsters out of their opponents. These policies win elections very effectively particularly where voters are uneducated and ill-informed (i.e. dependent on Democrat-run schools and Democrat-run media), but as a strategy of governance, they are inherently dysfunctional. The resentments become hatred and violence, the productive people abandon the dysfunction until the dysfunctional are a voting majority, the public treasury is robbed bare, and you end up with… Detroit, Newark, Baltimore, St. Louis, Providence, Bridgeport, Camden, and all the other one-party urban hellholes, basically.
Democrats think that the dysfunction can be papered over by spending more of other people’s money. But that only works while there is money to spend.  The country is broke, which is why I think Baltimore is just the prelude of what’s to come.

What's behind it?

Let’s assume, for the moment, that Jade Helm 15 is not a thinly veiled military plot to take over the country lifted straight out of director John Frankenheimer’s 1964 political thriller Seven Days in May, as some fear, but is merely a “routine” exercise for troops, albeit a blatantly intimidating flexing of the military’s muscles.

The problem arises when you start to add Jade Helm onto the list of other troubling developments that have taken place over the past 30 years or more: the expansion of the military industrial complex and its influence in Washington DC, the rampant surveillance, the corporate-funded elections and revolving door between lobbyists and elected officials, the militarized police, the loss of our freedoms, the injustice of the courts, the privatized prisons, the school lockdowns, the roadside strip searches, the military drills on domestic soil, the fusion centers and the simultaneous fusing of every branch of law enforcement (federal, state and local), the stockpiling of ammunition by various government agencies, the active shooter drills that are indistinguishable from actual crises, the economy flirting with near collapse, etc.

Suddenly, the overall picture seems that much more sinister...


Where will it lead? 


But I am a soldier, and I know what must be done; and so I shall put away my sadness and I shall harness up the bitter steed of war, and gird myself up for the battle; and I shall ride out to meet the enemies of Liberty; not in rage, not for anger sake or the hope of vengeance; but because I swore an oath before God, to jealously guard our Republic and its Constitution against all enemies; Him I shall not disappoint, for He is my Hope and my Trust.

Therefore, as much as my soul laments against the harsh truth before me, I make this declaration to my enemies who press me into this battle, that none shall be able to afterwards say “I did not know, you did not warn me”;

I do not care why you took that job with the government, or why you continue to hold it. I only know that you have become Judas and sold yourself to an oppressive state – your government office buildings and vehicles are part of the battlefield, and as a soldier I shall act accordingly.

This is not good.  But, as LT points out above:   between myself, Ann Barnhardt, Mike, Kerodin and countless others...

...you can't say you weren't warned.

27 April 2015

But nobody's forcing their lifestyle on you...

...that's just tinfoil-hat craziness.

The Supreme Court’s recent refusal to take on gay rights’ appeals from five states has opened the doors for same-sex marriages to go forth.
The Knapps were just asked by a gay couple to perform their wedding ceremony, The Daily Caller reported.
“On Friday, a same-sex couple asked to be married by the Knapps, and the Knapps politely declined,” The Daily Signal reported. “The Knapps now face a 180-day jail term and a $1,000 fine for each day they decline to celebrate the same-sex wedding.”

I'm all for equality, but this is bullshit.  What's next, forcing the Catholic Church to hold a Black Mass?  At this point, it might just happen.
(HT Blue)

21 April 2015

Yeah, you can't really blame them, can you?

I and many conservative bloggers spend a lot of time laying into the Butthurt Brigade.  But, in this masterwork, we are faced with the sobering reminder that WE created these Special Little Snowflakes.  Not just their parents, but all of America needs to share in the blame.

I call these young people out for valuing illusory and subjective safety over liberty. I accuse them of accepting that speech is "harmful" without logic or proof. I mock them for not grasping that universities are supposed to be places of open inquiry. I condemn them for not being critical about the difference between nasty speech and nasty actions, and for thinking they have a right not to be offended. I belittle them for abandoning fundamental American values.

But recently a question occurred to me: where, exactly, do I think these young people should have learned the values that I expect them to uphold?


Today's college students came of age in the years after 9/11. What did we teach them about the balance between liberty and safety in that time?
The answer?  Nothing good, and definitely nothing they needed to know.  RTWT, but be prepared to own some uncomfortable truths.

(HT Tam)

20 April 2015

How's that "War On Drugs" going?

This is absolutely nauseating.

She has been charged with no crime, yet she still must go into court to prove that she should still have custody of her child. You can feel that pot, even for medicinal use, should remain illegal, and realize how wrong this is.


There is no proof that this child was being given an illegal substance. The boy simply understands the issues surrounding the use of medicinal pot. That isn't a crime. That isn't child abuse.


The State of Kansas has done nothing to "protect" this child, they have done quite the opposite. This child has been harmed by the very agency that is supposed to help him in cases of abuse and neglect. When we have a government that is so large that it can walk into a classroom of a child, question him without parental permission, then use those statements of a child to get a warrant to get into the home of the parent, we have a government that is too powerful. 

Emphases mine.  If you can't understand that this is SO wrong on SO MANY wrong levels, you're part of the problem.  Please head on down to the nearest fire station and ask to borrow the Jaws of Life to remove your head from your ass.

08 April 2015

An ironic musical 3-fer

Sometimes I don't know whether to laugh, cry or have another beer.

pssht***glug glug glug***uurrrrrrpp

OK, well, that settled that question.  Anyway, the point I was getting to was the tragicomic irony of the state of America today.  Y'all remember when metal and punk music were all about rebellion?  Do you?  That the whole point was to stand tall and give the bird to The Man?  And now, the kids that grew up on this music have become The Man, and the results are horrific. 

I beseech my fellow Americans of a Conservative and/or Libertarian bent...listen to these lyrics, and try to tell me they don't speak to your hearts:

Jealous cowards try to control!
They distort what we say!
Try and stop what we do!
When they can't do it themselves!



Is that not a perfect representation of what we're facing?  Makes you want to say something like this:

Oh, you're so condescending
Your gall is never ending
We don't want nothin' 
Not a thing from you!

Your life is trite and jaded,
Boring and confiscated,
If that's your best,
Your best won't do!



 I don't know what happened, but I'm thinking we're heading for this.  God help us all.

I don't care
What you say
We never played by the same rules
Anyway
I won't be there anymore
Get outta my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore...