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Tuesday, June 28, 2016


To those of you who are aware that Donald Trump has just cost Republicans the election, don't expect an apology. If The Donald knows one thing, he knows that saying you're sorry is just asking for MORE2. The Red Cross poster wasn't racist. Racist people saw the poster and—because racists are always looking for racism—immediately focused on the two white people labeled as cool. They completely ignored the white people labeled uncool because ... the critics of this poster are RACISTS!

Now the Red Cross has apologized and let it be known that they're taking down this poster wherever it was plastered. This—(apologizing)—was obviously the worst thing they could have done. They have admitted guilt. They have shown weakness. They—the Red Cross—are now vulnerable to the many millions of umbrageous black racists who carry a life-long chip on their shoulders and constantly look for weakness and white-guilt in every non-black face they interact with. The Red Cross made a poster. It could have been thought out a little bit better. The Red Cross has apologized. IDIOTS!
The Red Cross has since ceased production of the poster, removed it from their website and mobile Swim App, and requested that any facilities that have the poster displayed take it down.

“As one of the nation’s oldest and largest humanitarian organizations, we are committed to diversity and inclusion in all that we do, every day,” Red Cross said in their apology.

Still, Ebony Rosemond, founder of Black Kids Swim, an online resource for black swimmers, feels that the organization’s official statement is insufficient.

Rosemond told The Washington Post that African Americans have long faced discrimination at pools and beaches, adding that there are not many regulation-sized pools for swimming or diving in black neighborhoods. She also said that images like the one published by Red Cross could discourage young black people from swimming in public pools, KUSA reported.

“In connection with the lack of images showing African Americans excelling in swimming, the poster doesn’t make you feel welcome — it suggests to a black child that you’re not welcome here,” Rosemond told the Washington Post.

“We want to restate that that apology is insufficient,” Rosemond added. “And their system for creating and evaluating material needs to be looked at, and they need to be extremely diligent to make sure that every poster is taken down.”
Now those who are guilty must be identified. It wasn't the entire Red Cross. Answers must be given: Who were the artists? Who approved this RAAAAAACIST poster for publication? Who funded this RAAAAAAACIST poster? Who put it up on their pool fence or locker room wall? Who can be blamed? WHO CAN WE BLAME! WHO CAN WE BEAT LIKE A WHITE-BOY PIÑATA?

UPDATE 06/28/2016 4:15PM CST
It’s an issue that’s flown pretty quietly under the media radar, but the 19 “rules of engagement” originally drawn up by Black Lives Matter organizers in Ferguson and largely agreed to by the mayor of St. Louis have gradually transformed into a more comprehensive list of demands known as Campaign Zero and been shopped around Washington, D.C. to politicians like Sen. Elizabeth Warren.

One of the platforms of Campaign Zero is to require that current and prospective police officers undergo mandatory implicit racial bias testing, the results of which would be factored into hiring, deployment, and performance evaluations.

The U.S. Justice Department announced on Monday that more than 33,000 federal agents and prosecutors will receive training aimed at preventing unconscious bias from influencing their law enforcement decisions. …

In a memo to Justice Department employees, Deputy Attorney General Sally Yates said the program targets “implicit biases” – subtle, unconscious stereotypes or characterizations nearly everyone makes about certain groups of people. …

The training will be mandatory for all Justice Department agents and prosecutors and will be rolled out over the next year, Yates said.

Arrest data compiled by some police departments have shown that black and Hispanic men are more likely to be stopped by police than others, suggesting officers may be exerting implicit bias in deciding whom to question or apprehend.
h/t Moonbattery

Sunday, June 12, 2016

What do I want to say?

What do I want to say? No, no useless condolences. No, no sarcastic, ironic, sardonic etc. comments about who they were, where they were. No. No outrage about gun control or lack of gun control. No talk of Heaven or Hell. No political wondering. When will people wake up and realize that there is one existential threat to civilization itself. How many times do we have to suffer this before America stands up, faces its enemy, and declares all-out unremitting merciless death to followers of the Anti-Christ AKA Muslims?

They won't stop. Why do we?

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Trump's chances inscrutable because MSM

Polls can't predict this thing. It's only June and the mainstream media has five more months to whack the Trump Piñata with the PC stick. What's funny is that they keep expecting him to apologize. They keep expecting him to change his tune. They keep expecting that their pressure will at some point, force him to finally at long last change his schtick. I wonder if one of the richest men on Earth is aware of something that I've noticed in my half-century on this lying treacherous dirtball of a planet. Give these scumbags an inch and they'll take everything you have and then keep piling on for another twenty years. Back up one little inch and you might as well pack your bags and go home, dig a hole in the backyard, climb in and pull the dirt in on top of you.

Reporters today are nothing more than a vast pool of bloodthirsty sharks who feed on humiliation. Seeing the sweat on the brow of their latest victim and exulting at the fear in the eyes of their fresh sacrificial goat is what they desire.


Hold on! Allow me to mediapomorphize for just a minute or two.

I'll attempt to climb into the mind of a misanthropic liberal self-promoting douche-nozzle like Matt Taibbi or Chuck Todd. I'll attempt to think as they might think. Okay here goes:

Now then, if I'm a liberal piece of shit ... what is it that I really want? I want socialism! Okay, but why would I want that? Because I want to be the leader of course, but since no sane human being would ever trust me with power over them, I need to be granted that power by a jackbooted thug. A bully in the local schoolyard parlance. So, what's so important about having power? Well that's simple. I was picked on and bullied as a kid. Yes of course I was! I was a poncy little poofter—that means an effeminate self-important pretentious little asshole who was universally hated by every single person that ever knew me, except for my mother of course who breastfed me on dreams of world domination. I want power so that first I can get even with the people I learned to despise, and second so that I'll finally be treated as I truly deserve, like the world-conquering hero I really am. Kiss my royal ass you worms! Grovel like you mean it! So anyway that's me and my personality ... and that's why today I'm a misanthropic liberal self-promoting douche-nozzle.

Where was I? Oh yeah, I was explaining how my shitty childhood was what made me such a contemptible bloodthirsty misanthrope.

I learned as a young boy that the best way to avoid humiliation from the local schoolyard jackbooted thug was to deflect that humiliation the bully was looking to dish out onto someone else. I learned to be like that little chihuahua next to the big bulldog in the Looney Tunes cartoons.

It wasn't long before I discovered my true talent. What I do best is expose weakness in others. I've learned to excel and to revel in pointing out other's weaknesses, their character flaws, their educational flaws, their non-politically correct opinions, their closet racism, homophobia, you name it. If they fear others knowing something I can smell it on them like the stink of terror-piss down a trouser leg.

Okay, so that's it. That's the mainstream media. That's who they were, who they are, who they want to be. That's their life, their mindset and now perhaps you have a better understanding of who you're watching when you flip on that idiot box.

What I expect now—because I've seen this play out over and over like an endless rerun of Groundhog Day—is for the mainstream media to keep throwing dirt. Accusations of anything and everything. I expect baby mamas to come forward, rape victims to come forward, racism victims to come forward, people who got cheated, tyrannized, beaten, even murdered. it doesn't matter how asinine the claim, they're going to throw it all at Trump and wait for him to flinch. If he does...he loses.

How much shit can a jungle full of apes throw in five months? Folks they have a word for that. It's called a shit-storm!

Saturday, June 4, 2016


You may have heard the cliché "Hell is where the heart is," or some variation thereof. So many different religions believe that everlasting fiery torment awaits nonbelievers, that one could almost say: Life is like a Baskin-Robbins 31 flavors. If you happen to pick exactly the right religious flavor then congratulations, you don't go to Hell. But maybe Hell awaits no matter what? You thought vanilla was safe. Everybody likes vanilla. Imagine it. There you are, King James Bible clutched to your bosom. The psalms come tripping off your tongue like water from the tap. Your life has been one long song and dance of religious fervor, and to say that you "believe" is the greatest understatement ever known since ... "So you say there's Carolina Reaper in this chili I'm eating?"

And in spite of all that believing, praying, Gospelizing, charity, good deeds, self-flagellation, wearing hair shirts, poverty, rubbing ashes on your face...look surely by now you get the picture! With all that what if you die and still wake up in Hell? You picked the wrong religious flavor and now Eternity in Hell is your reward!

I wonder if anyone's done a study. Out of X number of religions the number that believe nonbelievers go to Hell is Y which can be mathematically graphed as such:

I think it's the ubiquitous belief in a punishment for not belonging, and a reward for belonging, a belief in Hell for the nonbelievers and Heaven for the believers that has poisoned the well and caused the world to be broken into these two camps. Those who look at the "Big Bang" and say, "Yes but what caused the Big Bang," and those who say: "Well of course! Obviously there was a big bang, an explosion that created our universe. What more do you need to know. One camp says: "First there was no life on Earth and then there was life. How did that happen?" and the other camp who says: "One popular theory is that life started on the backs of crystals." Or the even more popular: "I don't know how it started and I don't care, but the one thing I do know is that it wasn't some magic man in the sky, who punishes the bad little boys and rewards the good little boys. I know that much."

Okay, since you don't know how, but you do know how not, could life have been started by a blob of yogurt falling to Earth from a parallel dimension? Since you know it wasn't a magic man in the sky—never mind how you know, you just know somehow—could life have been started by a clod of lifeless dirt suddenly standing up and orating with such potency that it induced another lifeless clod of dirt into becoming a life partner in this their shared delusion of existence? It wasn't a magic man in the sky it was ... Shazam! Yeah! That's the ticket! It was this mystical comic book character who's magic is so powerful that within the very mists of fate themselves, a moment in spacetime happened when the very idea of Shazam became an actual idea though of course far separated from matter time or space itself. This idea of Shazam thought of by timespace itself was so powerful that it set in motion a chain of events that guaranteed the creation of Shazam's eventual creators. It's like bowling a perfect 300 score game before your parents were even born! That's how much of a badass Shazam is!

Here's what happens when you start talking Intelligent Design. The atheist argues thusly: "So if it wasn't random chance that created life, it must have been a magic man in the sky who created Eve with a rib and sentenced every human on Earth to burn for Eternity if they happen to not believe that there actually is a magic man in the sky." Then when you try to talk rationally, about possibles and impossibles, they can't help it. Off they go into some absolutely uninterruptible rant about Zeus Thor magic men in the sky ribs and some evil guy who lurks below waiting for nonbelievers. They don't just rant about how silly it all is, they literally go off into long soliloquys where they pretend to be God and then become the Devil. The atheist has a pretend argument with himself until you start to wonder, am I having an origin of life debate with Smeagol?

So Heaven and Hell. Those are the big show stoppers. The only way to debate an Atheist rationally is to somehow get him to shut up about those two. This is impossible of course, unless you possess prodigious MMA skills or alternatively sneakily slip a roofie into the unshutupable's wheatgrass smoothie.