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Thursday, April 30, 2015

Savages commit savagery because it's fun

What causes mindless savagery? Is it simply low intelligence? Is there some lower boundary of cognitive ability wherein membership in a mob causes devolution of the members in the group? Even with the full weight of government suppressing the savagery, law enforcement officers eminently on the scene, still these savages steal, destroy, and burn. It's no use asking why they do what they do. You may as well ask a rabid dog why he bites. They commit thievery, vandalism, and arson because it's fun.





The Baltimore riots are several days old. I've been watching this, like I'm sure you also have been watching it. There's a pattern here for those who look for patterns. Check out some of these videos from www.whitegirlbleedalot.com. Savages commit savagery because they think it's fun. There's excitement, there's suspense there's an element of danger—but only a tiny element because they are many and united while their victims are few and separate. People that these savages attack often cry, usually scream in pain, and they bleed...a lot. What's not to like?

I'm getting a little bit tired of being accused of racism because I'm white. When I was little and didn't know any better I repeated a word that some friends of mine at school had used. When my father heard me say it, he told me never to use that word ever again or suffer the beating of my life. I think you know what that word was. I wasn't a racist then, even though I used that word. I really didn't understand what it meant. According to a lot of people—many of them savages—I still don't know what it means. I know what causes black violence, and it's not genetics. It's not the color of skin, the curliness of hair, or the breadth of a nose. It's the virulence of a destructive culture that has been designed, inculcated, rewarded, and entrenched.

This self-destructive culture was created by incessantly repeating the lie that: "whitey hate black folk." On a daily basis this message is reiterated over and over. "Whitey rich and you poor, cuz he hate you. He think he better than you. He talk all that high-and-mighty whitey talk cuz you beneath him. When you talk like whitey that mean you his niggah. You come up out de field and serve him his tea and crumpet, and den he pat you on you wholly head."

I know, I know, my ebonics is rudimentary at best, and I probably misspelled a few words by including possessives and plurals. Mea culpa. Many of you reading this will be unable to resist the suspicion that because I mock the asinine and ignorant black dialect that I must be some kind of racist. This is natural I suppose, because the mainstream media has been at their diabolical brainwashing game for many decades now. The Democrat-Media complex has their own rules, and rule number one is: Thou shalt not mock the black folk for their own stupidity and ignorance.

Have you ever heard the jarring dissonance of a white person speaking in Ebonics? It's unnatural, like a sheep standing on its hind legs. However when blacks talk this way it seems perfectly natural. Black people also have their own cultural rules and rule number one is all black people, when they talk, must sound like they're both retarded and have a mouthful of rocks. For a black to talk normally and comprehensibly is acting white, and acting white is a cardinal sin for somebody with extra pigmentation. "You not keeping it real," and that's a good way to suffer a beat-down.

To hear the main stream media explain it, the fact of ever-reduced black achievement, ever decreased black standards of living, with the concomitant increase in black crime and black victimization is proof only of white racism, and nothing else. Everything is whitey's fault and nothing else. It's whites trying to put blacks back on the plantation.

If you're black and reading this, you're the 1%. I have some incontrovertible facts you need to understand. Slaves were used a couple of hundred years ago because white slave owners didn't have these contraptions called "tractors." Yes, yes, I know! It's true! You slaves have been replaced—and quite handily I might add—by a machine that can do more work in one day than a hundred slaves in a week. Sorry about that. I hope that you're not feeling too anxious about your own unsuitability for slave labor on a modern farm.

In a nutshell, whites are not planning on reinstating slave labor. Although it must be said, that today's prison system is the closest thing to the institution of slavery that exists in the USA. That said, isn't it funny that so many blacks try so hard to get to prison? Contrary to popular black belief all the black people in prison are in prison because they broke the law—with very few exceptions. That fact isn't up for debate. If you're black and in prison and you broke the law, it's not whiteys fault. That's your fault.

In conclusion, my disgust and offense at a race of people behaving like animals, like beasts, is not racism, anymore than my disgust and offense when I'm confronted by decaying maggot-crawling meat is foodism. Grow up savages. We're tired of your lies, your excuses, and your bullshit. Behave like adults or pay the consequences. Look around you. Your world is your own creation. If you don't like the look of it, do better.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

A vote for Hillary is a vote for Hitler

Both Hitler and Hillary have advocated breathtakingly racist stances in public policy and law. Hitler kept Jews in concentration camps. Hillary wants to keep Blacks in their ghettos. Hitler committed genocide by exterminating Jews in gas chambers. Hillary would commit genocide by continuing the left-wing program of abortion, poverty, and separating the father from the black family. As president, Hillary would attempt to increase funding for these left-wing program of black genocide, namely, abortion, welfare, no-fault divorce, and child support.

But it doesn't stop there! Hillary also holds nothing but contempt for Hispanics. Don't believe me? Check out her own website: HillaryClinton.Com. Before they scrub the evidence, I took a few screen shots. Let's look at the first of them now. This one is in English.

Click on the picture to read the words. Notice at the bottom the word "Contact?" That means if you have questions or concerns, you click the link and it takes you to a page with a phone number and an email address. Well, obviously Hillary wants native English speakers to contact her campaign people. It just makes sense that if you speak English she wants your thoughts, your opinions, your financial support, in short, your help to be elected. But what if you don't speak English? If all you know about English is that it's spelled Inglés, then Hillary doesn't really care what you have to say. Oh you don't believe me? Well go back to Hillary.com and click the button that says: "En Español."



Click on the picture to read the words. Notice at the bottom the word "Contact?" What do you mean you don't see that word?! It's not there? Hillary doesn't care about non-English speaking "residents." If you can't help her get elected you are insignificant. Furthermore, why isn't the word "Jobs" translated? I guess if you don't know the English word for trabajo, you don't deserve a job? Okay maybe you're thinking it's the website developers fault. Maybe he did a really lousy job on the Spanish version? ... Denial ain't just a river in Egypt mi amigo, take it for what it says. The most egregious liars always tell you the truth if you really pay attention. It's because they have nothing but contempt for the people they lie to, and it gives them a secret thrill to flip you the bird every chance they get.

Finally for all you "Lean Forward" left-wingers waiting on hope, change, and cooler weather, what about Hillary's signature new logo? Are you not at all troubled by her right-pointing arrow?



You Democrats are living in a fool's paradise. Hillary is going to ride on your shoulders all the way to the Oval Office, trod on your nappy heads as though you people are nothing but a red carpet, and finally plump her fat ass down in the throne while underpaid servants wait on her hand and foot. She doesn't care about you! She's the lowest form of life on Earth. She's the most hypocritical lair and let's face it murderer! that ever had the phenomenal audacity to show her face in public, much less run for president. A vote for Hillary is a vote for Hitler. You want the truth? I could tell you, but then Hillary might have you an accident.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Sports, philately, and something important



hat tip Patterico. Read the comments to see where I got my topic.

I don't follow sports. For instance, while I'm aware that there's a basketball tournament going on right now, I couldn't tell you much about what's already happened, who's won, who's lost, who's favored, and who's f**ked. I'm aware—because I follow political news—that the "Final Four" is happening in Indiana [RFRA]. I don't know who's playing in the Final Four except that Kentucky is probably going to win the whole tournament. I can't defend that prediction with any facts, stats, anecdotes, etc. And shockingly to some of you, I don't care who wins. American men are expected to watch sports. They talk about games, coaches, players, strategies, odds, and "The Spread." Sports heh! You guys should talk about the weather. It's about as interesting and a whole lot more important to the lives of everyone concerned.

Don't get me wrong. I don't mind anybody having a hobby. You like collecting stamps? Awesome. I'm really glad you got the one with the flaw in the thingamabob doohickey in the corner. No. I don't collect stamps. I'm sure it's really interesting. I hope one day that you succeed in collecting an example of every postage stamp ever created. I hope philatelists—[I am sadly unable to escape the knowledge that this word sounds strikingly similar to another word which means something completely different]—the world around beat a path to your door to gaze in wide eyed envy at your perfectly complete collection. Kudos on your acquisitional skills! Now what? I hope you're not going to be too dismayed if you have to sell some of them off to pay for your kids' college, retirement, etc.

Hobbies are important. They give average Joe an outlet to express him/herself, belong to a group of similarly interested individuals and provide hours of no doubt scintillating conversation. [That part in italics was sarcasm by the way.] You have a hobby. I have a hobby. If we share an interest then that means we have a connection. We can impress each other about our deep knowledge of X. We can drink beers and reminisce about when X really meant something, or when subset [a] of X had real potential to change the whole X paradigm.

Tomorrow is Easter. They'll be watching basketball in the den. They'll talk about basketball. They'll talk about coaches. They'll talk about players, strategies, tactics, and odds. They'll discuss spreads and stats and scream in both excitement and dismay as one-foot high glowing figures manipulating an orange circle gyrate madly inside a big rectangle. They're my family but I won't fit in because basketball is a course of study I never worked to learn. In fact I never studied any of the popular sports nor as it turns out the unusual ones. There's a basketball tournament but no matter who wins or loses, only the players on the teams and their ancillary staff—and perhaps I suppose the universities hoping to attract donors—will be affected in any way by the outcome of this tournament.

So why all the discussion about sports? What's more important, that [a] was victorious over [b] in a contest of ball-handling legerdemain, or that a successful baker's livelihood is in jeopardy because he refuses to create a homosexual themed wedding cake? If you want to discuss your shared hobby you should certainly do so, but what gets me is this nationwide assumption that if you're a real man your hobby should be that of sports fan.

I'm angry! I'm really pissed. The world is coming unraveled and nobody is paying any attention. They've got their beer and circuses and you can't tell them shit. Average Joe has been hypnotized by the knowledge that if he excels in the study of X he'll be the envy of all his beer drinking buds. They'll come to him for insight and information. He'll be the big man on campus—well big man on the block anyway. Who needs to know about politics or weather, when you know that subset [a] of X will defeat subset [b] of X. If average Joe put that kind of study, organization, and calculation into picking a President, who knows, America might not be on her deathbed today.

Joe has every stamp that ever was and your team won. Kudos! Now what?

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Apparently freedom of speech is not quite dead...yet

I snapped this picture on my way to work this morning. It was so brazen, so over-the-top offensive to so many people that I was blown away. How do you drive around in a truck like this and not get harassed everywhere you park? It's got a Confederate flag background and the words: "Jack it up high fat girls can't climb." It's offensive to blacks and Yankees. It's offensive to women and fat people. It's offensive to all the people working so diligently to lower physical standards to the lowest common denominator in our armed forces. It's a slap in the face, a kick in the balls and a thumb in the eye to every single America-hating weasel of a Democrat who so loathed this proud republic, that they actually voted [twice!] for that crusty fecal skid-mark befouling the underpants of America, that miserable megalomaniacal traitor known as Barack Hussein Obama.

This is what the USA needs. No, not red-necks named Bubba driving customized Tacomas. What we need are more people who're not afraid to say what they think. We need more people who laugh at the faux outrage of a legion of thought police and even spit a wad of beechnut in their eye. In honor of one brave man, our mystery Toyota Tacoma driver, here's a little country song you might enjoy.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Something is rotten in the state of California

Americans feel troubled these days. We don't have the words to explain exactly what it is that makes us so uneasy, but we know that something is wrong, like a splinter in our minds driving us mad. Yes it's Obama, I know. But it's not just him. It's the unholy alliance of so many other factors. it's the mainstream media. It's our educational system. It's the constant drip drip drip of scandal after covered up scandal. It's the litany of insincere apologies which neither excuse nor explain. It's the typical life of a politician, ubiquitously built on a foundation of lies, treachery, and greed. It's the wholesale daily betrayal of our American values by every person who has the power to betray us.


If you like sci-fi and/or fantasy, you might have heard of a bestselling author named Robert Anthony Salvatore, more commonly known as R.A. Salvatore. He's a prolific author of many bestsellers, including the many books featuring Drizzt Do'Urden. I highly recommend The Dark Elf trilogy. The very first book in that trilogy is entitled Homeland, and the following is a quotation from that book:
Station: In all the world of the drow, there is no more important word. It is the calling of their—of our—religion, the incessant pulling of hungering heartstrings. Ambition overrides good sense and compassion is thrown away in its face, all in the name of Lloth, the Spider Queen.

Ascension to power in drow society is a simple process of assassination. The Spider Queen is a deity of chaos, and she and her high priestesses, the true rulers of the drow world, do not look with ill favor upon ambitious individuals wielding poisoned daggers.

Of course, there are rules of behavior; every society must boast of these. To openly commit murder or wage war invites the pretense of justice, and penalties exacted in the name of drow justice are merciless. To stick a dagger in the back of a rival during the chaos of a larger battle or in the quiet shadows of an alley, however, is quite acceptable—even applauded. Investigation is not the forte of drow justice. No one cares enough to bother.

Station is the way of Lloth, the ambition she bestows, to further the chaos, to keep her drow "children" along their appointed course of self-imprisonment. Children? Pawns, more likely, dancing dolls for the Spider Queen, puppets on the imperceptible but impervious strands of her web. All climb the Spider Queen's ladders; all hunt for her pleasure; and all fall to the hunters of her pleasure.

Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most powerful in Menzoberranzan spend their days watching over their shoulders, defending against the daggers that would find their backs.

Their deaths usually come from the front.

—Drizzt Do'Urden
If you substitute a few words in the preceding passage—words like "station," "dagger," "assassination," and "priestesses"—into the associated political terms in use today—terms like "office," "attack-ad," "humiliation," and "politicians"—and finally understand that both "chaos" and "Lloth the spider queen" are merely alternative designations for the evil works of Satan, then R.A. Salvatore's sinister and dark society called Menzoberranzan could easily represent present day America.

The evidence for my preceding condemnation of America's corrupt bureaucratic system of government is both overwhelming and undeniable. Today I present for your amusement yet one more nail for our collective coffin. It's to be nailed in July 1, 2015. Unsurprisingly the latest sling and arrow of outrageous fortune wielded against every tenet of American free enterprise is again happening in the land of Babylon—or as we like to call it—California.
California became just the second state in the nation to mandate employers provide paid sick leave to employees. Assembly Bill 1522, authored by Assemblywoman Lorena Gonzalez (D-San Diego), imposes this mandate upon businesses by requiring both small and large employers to provide mandatory, protected, paid sick leave to their employees.

AB 1522 enacted the “Healthy Workplaces, Healthy Families Act of 2014” and provides that an employee who, on or after July 1, 2015, works in California for 30 or more days within a year from the commencement of employment is entitled to paid sick days for certain prescribed purposes, to be accrued at a rate of no less than one hour for every 30 hours worked. The rate of paid sick leave shall be the employee’s hourly wage. Exempt employees are deemed to work 40 hours per week.
Medium and small businesses in this state who don't have the wherewithal to provide lavish benefits like paid vacations, 401K and paid sick leave, will now be forced to provide paid sick leave whether they can afford to or not. As a result prices will rise. The cost of living will increase. More businesses will shut down, go bankrupt, or move elsewhere. I can attest to the fact that for the full tenure of our current Resident in Chief, profit margins have steadily been shrinking all over the country, especially in California. This one hour for thirty represents a 3% cut in that ever-shrinking profit margin. Minimum wage laws, matching social security, overtime laws, Obamacare, and now paid sick leave. I don't suppose it will be too much longer before opening a new business in California will be a front page headline event, rarer even than a Powerball winner.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Life is...

Life is a signature on a paycheck. For those of us in the working class we put in our hours and do the best we can. The days pass and often unexpected expenses demand our attention. There's never enough yet somehow in spite of that we make ends meet. The luckier ones in the working class even manage to put away a little for retirement, college for the kids, maybe even a vacation trip to somewhere exciting. When the universe turns upside down, you can expect the great majority of us to land on our feet.

Life is standing in line for a handout. Whether it's the unemployment line, the welfare line, or the soup line, for many people it's the only game in town. There's no retirement plan, no college, no exciting travel, but on the bright side, there's no responsibility, no demands on their time, no unwelcome expectations. These people are just going through the motions of life, like one of those sad reality televisions shows, except with none of the fame and no attention at all. Like flies on the ceiling, they just kind of hang around annoying people. When the universe turns upside down—and that right soon—they'll all be powerless, hungry, and confused. These people won't go quietly into that good night. This is of course why countries throughout history that have gone bankrupt run out of other people's money, have presaged coups and long periods of tumultuously violent upheaval...because useless people especially love to watch the world burn.

Life is a glass of Champaign served by an immaculate servant bearing it on a silver tray. The rich worry about everything and yet have nothing to worry about. They worry about global warming, sustainability, the decisions of their politician, priest, chancellor, broker, dean, and neighbor. Actually, to tell you the truth, I have no idea what they worry about. Maybe it's all one big charade and they hate fish eggs as much as I'm sure I would if I was ever stupid enough to actually put something like that in my mouth. When the universe turns upside down, they'll already have gotten the bulletin and they'll have already arranged to be somewhere else when it happens.

My parents used to say: "Life is a shit sandwich. The more bread you have, the less shit you have to eat." Pithy and cynical, but ultimately untrue. When it comes to problems, everybody has them. It's just that the rich and the poor have different ones. In my opinion, the ultimate truth is that everybody has a different opinion. If you're the kind of person who enjoys reality shows and/or soap operas, that means you like watching people bicker and fight, betray each other, and screw. That's only my opinion, mind you. Even if it's also actually true.

Life is a camouflaged steel and Kevlar helmet with a bullet crease along one side. It's walking around with your shoulders hunched and eyes flicking side to side, side to side. It's sand between your toes and between your teeth. It's waiting and praying and looking forward to simple things like a hot meal instead of a room temperature MRE. It's phone calls home and letters. And waiting. Waiting to live, waiting to die. When the universe turns upside down, the soldiers will salute the first man standing and they'll call him sir.

For mothers life is a baby's laugh. For players it's home run. For teachers it's a classroom hanging on every word. For movie stars it's a red carpet. For me it's a rib-eye medium rare and a loaded baked potato with cheddar cheese, butter, sour cream, and real bacon bits. Life is good it's bad it's somewhere in the middle. Life is getting old. Ultimately life is dying. As Agee from The Twilight Zone would say: "There's a destiny that shapes our ends, rough hewn though it may be."

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Democrats think they hold the moral high-ground

Democrats are touting themselves as the arbiters of science, law, order, and morality. They see themselves as crusaders for world peace, economic equality, and oh yes, saving the world from the evil depredations of scientific progress. They call themselves progressives, yet stand athwart progress itself. In their own fervid imaginations they must think they've seized the moral high-ground, but in reality what they've seized are the most effective modes of communication, i.e. the mainstream media and education.

On science

A group of kids hope to teach Republicans politicians a lesson about climate change on Tuesday. In an event organized by the advocacy group Avaaz, they will visit a dozen offices to ask senators—including Mitch McConnell, Marco Rubio, Ted Cruz, Rand Paul—to take a simple elementary school quiz on climate change science. Many of those senators would probably fail it. In the past, in response to questions about climate change, McConnell and Rubio have both told the press they are "not scientists."

The senators could learn something from the six students, who come from Georgia, Florida, Nebraska, and North Carolina. "When our world’s top scientists at NASA release information stating that humans are impacting the climate, I tend to believe them more," said Jack Levy, an 18-year-old student from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. "Scientists have noticed that this was a problem for a really long time, like, maybe 20 years ago? Longer than I've been alive," said Nadia Sheppard, a 16-year-old from North Carolina.
So kids with a rudimentary and as yet quite shallow education are convinced that they know the climate is changing. How do they know this? It's what they've been told by their teachers. They've read about this climate change in their textbooks. Who needs actual physical proof of climate change when the person hired to teach you facts says that climate change is a fact? Whether it's about evolution, the Big Bang theory, climate change, or any other aspect of science, liberals assume they know the truth because they've never once questioned what they've been taught. They learned by rote and when their facts are disproved by later science they cannot unlearn what they so diligently memorized.

From the fine-tuning of the universe to the most recent discovery that the Van Allen belts shield Earth from high energy particles emitted by the sun, the evidence has never been so profound that everything that is was by design, not accident. Evolutionists and Atheists refuse to entertain the slightest possibility that this is true, intransigently clinging to ever less likely theories.



On marriage and child-rearing

Fresh research has just tossed a grenade into the incendiary issue of same-sex parenting. Writing in the British Journal of Education, Society & Behavioural Science, a peer-reviewed journal, American sociologist Paul Sullins concludes that children’s “Emotional problems [are] over twice as prevalent for children with same-sex parents than for children with opposite-sex parents”.

He says confidently: “it is no longer accurate to claim that no study has found children in same-sex families to be disadvantaged relative to those in opposite-sex families.”

This defiant rebuttal of the “no difference” hypothesis is sure to stir up a hornet’s [nest] as the Supreme Court prepares to trawl through arguments for and against same-sex marriage. It will be impossible for critics to ignore it, as it is based on more data than any previous study -- 512 children with same-sex parents drawn from the US National Health Interview Survey. The emotional problems included misbehaviour, worrying, depression, poor relationships with peers and inability to concentrate.
Perhaps you too have been bludgeoned repeatedly with the homophobia stick? The "two consenting adults" argument and the "no studies have shown any difference argument," have been presented to courts and they have responded with a wave of orders striking down marriage laws which forbid homosexual marriage. Two homosexuals cannot conceive a child which is biologically their own. One or the other can—with the use of a sperm or uterus donor—have a child that is biologically theirs, but never both together. For male homosexuals the problem is nearly insurmountable. For gay men, the search for a willing uterus is usually a fruitless one, therefore they want to adopt. As potential adopters, they quickly discover that a marriage certificate is obligatory, thus the demand for marriage licenses has grown as exponentially as has the number of homosexuals in the population.

Liberals created a much larger problem, however, when they passed laws which financially rewarded mother when she divorced father. No-fault divorce, child support, and welfare programs are causing an exploding epidemic of single-parent homes in the poorer communities. This has in turn caused an exploding epidemic of gang activity, drug-use, and violence. Mom isn't doing a very good job raising her kids by herself.

For the liberals, the institution of traditional marriage has become a political piñata. They've been beating it to death for decades to obtain the delicious candy of political fame and fortune that keeps pouring out. Now that our country is teetering on the precipice of bankruptcy, perhaps it's a sign that the party is over and the piñata está vacía.

On law and order

There is both a book and a website called: White Girl Bleed a Lot.



What we've been seeing over and over is a vast double standard when it comes to not only enforcing law and order, but also in the way that more and more people in some of the larger cities especially, have begun to see violence against random white people as entertainment. Liberals call this social justice. More and more our country is starting to resemble the worst kind of anarchic 3rd world banana republic. The constant attempt to identify gun owners in some national database, the incessant call to ban this model of gun, this size of clip, this caliber of ammo, ad-infinitum. Liberals don't want us to be able to protect ourselves, and they already know the police can't or won't. So one can only assume that liberals must want us to be beaten, raped, and killed. What other conclusion can logic contrive?

To put the whole concept into an intellectual framework that is both apt and succinct, Democrats are the King Midases of shit. As in: everything a liberal touches immediately turns to shit. They don't hold the moral high-ground. The only high-ground they hold is a giant mountain made entirely of shit, upon which they stand as if they were kings. Meanwhile shiny green flies buzz madly around their swollen heads.