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Narrative Whiplash

h/t WRSA

When somebody's bullshit narrative whips around on itself 180°, so fast that they first step on their junk with cleats hard enough to make it bleed, and then continue so rapidly that they run right up their own ass headfirst, they have suffered a catastrophic Narrative Whiplash.

Usually that kind of thing hurts:

Or at least, it ought to.

Some of the more obvious previous historical examples are things like "We had to destroy the village in order to save it", "Globull Warming/GlobullCooling/Climate Change/Weather", "White hispanic", and "We can't afford $4B to build a wall, but we can afford $200B to take care of an army of illegal aliens".

Occam's Razor says that when you sound crazier than a shithouse rat, and have to flop around like a live fish in a frying pan to try and contort delusion into reality, you're done, and it's best to just admit you were full of shit all along, fess up to being caught at it, and slither away without adding further embarrassment.

Why Richard Dawkins Is An Underbright Lying Twat

For some unknown reason, YouTube burped this excerpt of a greater debate featuring famous atheist Richard Dawkins, and some polite creationist (I frankly couldn't care less about the latter's identity or bona fides; he's an irrelevant variable) onto my feed.

You can watch this entire segment if you like, or even the entire program (it's on YouTube) and nonetheless be stupider for the time wasted.

Dawkins, and by extension Darwin, and all the lazy idiots of similar ilk always default to a knee-jerk lie, rather than address the actual question in this segment.

His idea that there's a "ramp of improvement", like Darwin's half-assed and ignorant suppositions in the mid-19th century, rest on wholesale ignorance of the physiology of vision. Darwin had an excuse: the science hadn't been performed then. Dawkins, however, is simply intellectually lazy, and deliberately mendacious, because by now, the mechanisms enabling sight, particularly human sight, are far better known and such research widely propagated. 

The problem enters in when, rather than addressing the ponderous hole that physiologic truth has blown through his atheistic codswallop, he lazily chooses to simply lie his way around the Great Wall Of Reality into which he's just been run headfirst, at speed.

To wit:

One cannot have "only a quarter of an eye, only a hundredth of an eye, or half an eye, is better than nothing " (3:50ff).

Basic physiology disagrees:

It doesn't work like that.

In the trade, there's a technical term for what you are when you have a half, a quarter, or a hundredth of an eye (and by this we mean not just the eyeball itself, but the entire cascade of processes enabling vision): BLIND.

Darwin, and Dawkins, have a four-year-old's scientific apprehension of how vision happens, which he exhibits in this debate, and which he shares with fellow lunkhead Casper Milquetoast, scientific imbecile, and Defender Of The Faith. Milquetoast should have trounced Dawkins' retardedly facile explanation and mopped the floor with him at that point, but he wasn't bright enough to attempt that, lacking even the most rudimentary concept of vision physiology  himself. As this was programmed, he was either controlled opposition, or deliberately chosen for being this ignorant. The Washington Generals are everywhere, and about as obvious.

The so-called "debate", therefore, is simply a real-life exhibition match between Dumb and Dumber, to make the most annoying sound in the world.

The actual process of phototransduction, which is how reflected light and images are transmogrified into mentally usable images in the brain, is incredibly ridiculously complex. The idea that all the physical structures and biochemical processes that make those structures needful and useful all aligned precisely from beginning to end simultaneously out of random chance and selective evolution is akin to positing that a flight-worthy 747, whole, fueled, and ready for takeoff, would spontaneously generate from enough tornadoes hitting an airplane boneyard. Frankly, of the two cases, the spontaneously assembled 747 is the likelier of the two, by orders of magnitude.

Sh'yeah, that engine could just appear randomly too.

There are thousands of biochemical actions and reactions in the cascade of vision, which have to happen immediately in forward and reverse, acting on microscopic and specialized physical structures that accommodate those processes, every fraction of a second, to get the image from one single light photon to the retina. And as many again to get from the retina to the visual cortex. And then it has to instantly reverse to reset the rods and cones so that you can receive the next image, rather than have visual imagery locked on, or see life like a flickering silent-movie-era projection, flickering in and out forever. And it has to happen the next instant. And the next. And the next, endlessly and seamlessly. As it has since you were born.

If any of the bio-mechanical structures of vision are missing or flawed, you won't see, at least not well. If some certain of them are missing, or if any one of those hundreds of thousands of biochemical and bioelectrical processes fail, you don't see dimly; you're simply and completely blind.

So you can't have any "fraction" of an eye, and build any delusional "ramp of improvement" on that. You have to have the whole process, top to bottom, front to back. There is no reason to expect 99.9999% of them to "evolve" and hang around just waiting perpetually, when they'd serve no purpose without the missing piece(s). One does not see a hubcap, and imagine an entire automobile will eventually spontaneously assemble around it either, and for the same reason: the entire idea is delusionally recockulous.

We'll leave off the problem of the lack of the billions and billions of fossils of blind animals necessary, even over billions of years, before sight developed. The process, even for relatively "simple" eyes in the animal kingdom, is all or nothing. And it's no more likely to have spontaneously and randomly generated than is the computer screen, tablet, or smartphone you're reading this on to have just been burped up by the cosmos out of blind luck.

In Dawkins' delusional universe, these fall off of trees too.

Dawkins, and Evolution since Day One, skips that conundrum by saying, in effect, "but a Galaxy 1 is better than no Galaxy, and an iPhone 1 is better than nothing", which begs the question of how you got from Og and Thag beating on hollow logs to having any Galaxy or iPhone at all, plus the entire cellular telephone network worldwide, without someone to build them in the first place. Just like eyes, and a vision process.

Dawkins knows that (if he doesn't, he's a gibbering moron), and were he ever smacked in the face with that frozen mackerel of truth he's spent a lifetime ignoring, by someone scientifically brighter and rhetorically less handicapped than segment opponent Casper Milquetoast (which is an incredibly low bar), he'd dissemble, dig in and double down. Or else be forced to admit that his pet theory and favorite philosopher is so much codswallop, and had to be for the decades and decades of physiological discoveries of the complexity of vision, of a magnitude never imagined by 1800's dimwit Darwin. But I doubt, with Dawkins being so invested, intellectually and morally, in the lifelong lie, he'd ever be intellectually honest enough to admit that he, just like Darwin, had a grudge against the idea of the divine or supernatural, and both had therefore sunk their spurs into the idea that there is no god, because it makes the rest of their pathetic existence tolerable and comfortable, not to mention lucrative.

He's entitled to go to hell in whatever way he sees fit to do so; that's free will in action.

But to make it his life's work to try and bamboozle others by deliberately ignoring the utter lack of any scientific underpinning for his delusions, and furthermore ignoring the monumental evidence to the exact contrary, and outright lying about both in support of his line of twaddle, is quite inarguably and inexcusably monstrous and damnable.

But it obviously calms the simple-minded on their way to the abattoir.

Once An Eagle

Science Really Is A Bitch Like That

h/t Liberty's Torch

So, today, we read this latest bit of scientism and Globull Warmist theology, excerpted over at Fran Porretto's place, and hailing from that bastion of scientific accuracy, TIME Magazine :

The problem with MDIs is not carbon dioxide (the most common greenhouse gas), but rather methane, which represents a far smaller share of greenhouse emissions, but a much more powerful one, with up to 84 times the heat-trapping power of CO2. Even the least polluting inhaler was found to emit methane at levels equal to up to 10 kg (22 lbs.) of carbon dioxide into the air over the course of its 200-puff lifetime.

Fran was more worried about what this means for the next target of the Warmist Cult (asthmatics), but I was more struck by the breathtaking scientific stupidity it takes to pen such thorough-going codswallop.

I realize that J-school grads spent about four minutes in science class back when they were 8 or 10 years old, and probably even less time adequately learning how to do math beyond the second grade level, but this level of ox-stunning professional jackassical stupidity is simply beyond the pale.

Listening to most all of the media attempt science and math is like giving a class of retarded kids the keys to a lot full of heavy construction equipment, only less responsible. When you can get better scientific understanding from MAD Magazine than TIME Magazine, the latter is charging too much per issue, and should be printed on Charmin to provide some bare utility.

Point of order, kids:

Humor me for but a moment.
An asthmatic's MDI weighs 4 to 6 ounces.
Including the metal container.

Now, I realize the Globull Warmist Cult Religion makes Scientology appear to be on a far firmer foundation with regard to both religion and science, by contrast, but physics being physics, and the First Law Of Thermodynamics being kind of a bitch when it comes to pulling matter (or more precisely, energy) out of your tailpipe, I put it to anyone with an IQ north of 75:

You can't get 22 pounds of methane out of a 6 ounce inhaler (nor the "functional equivalent" of 22 pounds of CO2, nor anything like), no matter how much handwaving you try, no matter how many goats' entrails you read, and no matter how many virgins you sacrifice to the Globull Warmist Volcano. Not even if you're Rumplestiltskin, and can spin straw into gold.

It's simply beyond ridiculous, skipping right to recockulous.
In fact, the recockulous meter is pegged all the way to the peg beyond Level 11 of Ludicrous on the dial, and cannot be measured with existing instrumentation. Even with the nitrous phlogiston boost and a flux capacitor operating the hyperdrive on pure dilithium crystals.

In short, 22 pounds of methane weighs, y'know, 22 effing pounds, you lying jackholes.
This is why the English language cleverly uses different words for 22 pounds, versus for 6 ounces.

And even if we granted TIME's "84 times" stat, the entire MDI would have to be a solid BLOCK of methane, with no room left for plastic, metal, other gasses, and - not to put too fine a point on it - ASTHMA MEDICINE. So, you can believe TIME Magazine's recockulous claims.
Or your lying eyes.

And FTR, you emit more methane than "the equivalent of 22 pounds of CO2" into the atmosphere every time you turn on a natural gas stove, between the time you dial up the gas, and when the pilot or electrical spark striker sets it on fire. You go figure out if it's more likely there are more gas burners than asthmatics on the planet.

(And if you guessed the next line of Warmist Climastrology is that "Cooking food is killing the planet!", go to the head of the class.)

In actual fact, every human being emits more methane than is contained in an MDI every time they fart, and the average human breaks winds 10-20 times a day (no matter what your wife or girlfriend tells you). Even more if you eat beans and herd cattle.

Which leads the Climastrology Cult to really be about global genocide, to save the planet.
Just like you suspected.

If this obvious scientific and linguistic reality is news to anyone, they should beat their heads against a solid rock wall until the matter makes itself clear.

Which leads us to ask of TIME Magazine, in particular their so-called editorial staff (where Science is concerned, going back only to about Edison's invention of the light bulb, if such were possible):

No other explanation accords with reality so handily.

Thanks for your time.

(Thermodynamics, asthma, math, Blazing Saddles, and Charles Laughton all in one post: this job ain't for amateurs, kids.)

Schmohawk Tribe...Or Fauxhawk?

h/t IOTW Report

Big Chief Fullashit: busted. Just a reservist Brig Rat.

Color us shocked:

Nathan Phillips, SJW busybody, and self-proclaimed "Marine Recon Ranger" (no such thing having ever existed) who started all the shit with a bunch of well-behaved Catholic high school kids minding their own business not only lied about the incident, as the last several days' videos have documented, but he's also not a Vietnam vet.

Just a shitbird.
Seems Don Shipley, a retired Navy SEAL BMC and Stolen Valor hunter, has FOIA'ed Phillips' DD214, and the truth now comes to light:

From Twitter:

 The truth on #NathanPhillips per DD214 fm  #DonShipley
A poseur assassin
http://www.extremesealexperience.com/Who-Owns-Extreme-Seal …
Not a Vietnam vet
Served in USMC 72-76
Drumroll please
Refrigerator mechanic
not a "Recon Ranger"
& the big finish
3 AWOLS 

Wow. Like nobody could've seen that coming. This guy was a career E-1 REMF, and the closest he ever got to Vietnam was looking at a map of it in National Geographic. While under military confinement.

There's nothing wrong with serving in peacetime, or in the reserves, or even as a refrigerator mechanic. Just not while claiming to be a war veteran with special operations combat arms creds.

The Marines were out of Nam for good when Phillips was just 16, and when he did get in, he was not only a reservist maintenance pogue rather than any kind of combat arms, but he was a fuck up even at that. Hence being discharged after 4 years at the same grade as a basic recruit.

Well-played, Leftard sociopath.

We haven't seen anything like this from the Leftards since...well...since John Kerry shot himself in the face with his own grenade, awarded himself another Purple Heart, etc., and then applied to GTFO of Nam too.

There's something about being shitbags in uniform, and then going Democrat, almost like being a douchebag was a lifelong sentence.

We're waiting to hear that, exactly like Elizabeth Warren, he's also 1/1024th American Indian.

Once a Fauxhawk, always a faux hawk.

And the lunatard Left eats this stuff up and swallows it whole, because they haven't got the common sense God gave a jackass, nor two brain cells to track it back before running with it.

This FBI Investigation I Want To See

h/t Gateway Pundit

Not even two days since testi-lying under oath to Congress, fake-rape victim Brassy Fraud lied within moments of opening her mouth to the Senate Judiciary Committee, and with virtually every statement she made.

As we told you last week, Gateway Pundit was all over this like white on rice:

Brassy Fraud lied about her professional and educational status. There's no record of a doctorate nor licensure as a psychologist anywhere in the records of the state of California.

She lied about the remodel and additional front door that supposedly necessitated couples therapy, where she pulled Kavanaugh's name out of her ass; the remodel was completed years before her sudden Kavanaugh recollection moment, which actually occurred just as presidential candidate Romney put his name out there as a possible SCOTUS pick, in 2012. The door was put in in 2007-8.

She lied about her "fear of flying" and claustrophobia, since she's flown around like a rock star, for years, apparently suffering no ill effects of the experience until there's a candidate about to join SCOTUS who would undo her pet Leftard cause.

This is on top of the lies about Kavanaugh, and an imaginary party, which are not he said/she said, but rather she said, and every alleged witness, five of them, in fact, including her lifelong female friend, all deny ever took place anywhere, anytime, in any way.

Her response to that last, under oath, was to throw her friend under the bus on national television, insinuating that her friend's "health issues" were so severe that it has caused her to lose her mind, and all memories that would substantiate Brassy Fraud's recockulous allegations. Like it does. Said no one telling the truth, ever.

"Ah, but the strawberries! That's where I had them! They laughed and called me names, but I proved beyond the shadow of a doubt and with geometric logic..."

In the hamster-wheel recesses of her swiss-cheese mind, Professor Catlady Brassy Fraud is telling the truth, and everyone else is lying. How...convenient.

So when the FBI 302s detailing these realities come to light, and are presented to the Senate Judiciary without commenting nor making a conclusion about what happened sometime in the summer of 1982, somewhere in Maryland, any such imaginary and unreported crime which became moot, and unprosecutable in any way 35 years ago, when the misdemeanor statute of limitations expired even in the highly unlikely event that anything whatsoever the deranged pussyhat moonbat serial liar alleged ever happened in reality, we can but hope that Chairman Chuck Grassley remembers that the Senate has within its power the ability to refer federal perjury charges to the FBI and the United States Attorney for the District of Columbia, particularly in a case that happened less than a week ago, under oath, before Congress, and in front of the entire nation on live TV. If a blogger can uncover this much in less than 48 hours, surely the investigative powers of the FBI can stumble over it in a week, right? RIGHT...???

And we'd also like a pony, and world peace, the winning powerball lotto ticket, and the cell phone number of Playmate of the year.

We leave it to the readership to judge which will likely happen first.



UPDATE: To those of you who think "nothing will happen", nota bene: Chuckles has apparently reached the point of "This sh*t isn't funny any more." and invoked the long-standing "Fake an allegation, go to federal pound-you-in-the-@$$-prison" Rule.

We did, indeed, laugh out loud in response.

Cue the Leftard shrieking in 3, 2, ...

FakeRape: Just Say No

Women don't lie about this?:

 

Bitch, women been lyin' about this for 3500 years.

Sorry, No Sale.

Read the follow-up post.

People die? You lie? You fry.

"However, she states she found the door ajar, that she issued the shadowy figure she encountered commands to stop, and only shot him when he did not comply.

In other words, her statement ticks all the boxes for an unfortunate shoot that will likely result in a plea deal on manslaughter charges and the end of a career in law enforcement. Especially if her claim that she didn't turn on the lights and realize she was in the wrong apartment until she was already on the phone with 911 is borne out by the recording of the call.

The angry public is clamoring for murder charges, however, and if soon-to-be-former Officer Guyger fudged any part of her statement in order to make her case look better, it will bite her in the ass."

Sorry, Tam, but no. In fact, hell No.

Oh, and boo frickin' hoo for the "end of [her] career in law enforcement." It should have ended before that night, obviously, but either way, it's too late now to save her murdered victim, nor do his family, herself, the DPD, or the city of Dallas any good.
Stupidity kills. Everyone suffers.

Even if Officer Killshot was strictly and scrupulously truthful, this isn't manslaughter.
Because outside the door-that-wasn't-hers, there was a bright red doormat that also wasn't hers. (A material fact which both she and the investigating officer for the Texas Rangers cleverly neglected to mention. How...convenient.)

Even if you're Inspector Clousseau, this is known as a "clue".

And on the outside of that door, even if it was ajar at O-dark-thirty as she claims, even if she didn't pound on it as witnesses have claimed, even if the victim didn't come to the locked door and open it, whereupon she began a verbal altercation-cum-murder, as another witness has claimed,I'll wager handsomely, the apartment number is cleverly affixed outside of the door.

So while there may indeed be an assholian good-old-boys tradition about liquoring up, then deliberately getting into a car, turning the key, driving home, and "accidentally" plowing into a carload of innocent family, and calling it manslaughter, even in Texas, rather than murder, which it is, when you're so tired you're too stupid to look at the door of what is allegedly your apartment, without noticing whether or not it really is, and then you draw and fire and kill someone DRT, there is no good-old-boy custom of saying, "Well, sheeyit, folks, these things jes' happen, so let's call it accidental and drop it to manslaughter."

She purposely entered an apartment, and began a verbal altercation, after discovering what she claims to have believed was the door to her home ajar(!). She didn't call it in, she didn't wait for back-up, and she didn't even do the barest minimum of due diligence to ascertain her own actual location by looking at the door, or noticing the bright red doormat she didn't own at her feet, which is the entire reason this happened, whereupon she capped a black guy watching TV in his apartment.

This is not fatigue bordering on exhaustion. Officer Killshot is trying to have it both ways, and have us believe she was so comatose she violated procedure, common sense, and basic human behavior, right up until she was able to recall her four-year experience and training as a police officer, draw her service weapon, take aim, and 10-ring an unarmed innocent man for the crime of not being in her apartment, killing him with a shot to the chest.

My, how pretty self-servingly convenient that her instincts and training only kicked in for those two seconds, but not at any time beforehand that might have led her to, y'know, not be a murdering douchebadge and then testi-lie afterwards in the most ham-fisted CYA attempt in, oh, the last five minutes from Cops Caught Doing Stupid Things.
 
"Yessir, that's what happened, I was too fatigued to notice the wrong floor, too fatigued to notice the wrong doormat, too fatigued to notice the wrong apartment number on the door, too fatigued to follow any sort of common sense procedure when it appeared my apartment was or had been burglarized when I noticed the door ajar, too fatigued to call 9-1-1, too fatigued to wait for backup (which would have been about 30 seconds if dispatch had received a call of possible burglary-in-progress at a PD officer's home), too fatigued to follow procedure, too fatigued to turn on a light, but suddenly, like lightning from Zeus' own hand, my academy training and four years on the streets of the big city kicked in, and I was able to calmly and deliberately score a perfect 100% kill-shot on Sumdood in his living room, and then SUDDENLY, I realized "OMG, this is NOT my apartment!"

The only possible reply to a pure fairy tale of that magnitude is this:


"Pull the other one, Officer F**khead, it's got bells on."

Guys with a trunk full to the brim of kilos of heroin claiming "That's not mine; I don't know how it got in there." have more credibility here.

Five-year-olds standing in a living room full of debris and claiming "A cat in a hat with two things - Thing 1 and Thing 2 - came in the door and did all this!" have more credibility here.

So yes, Officer Killshot should have turned on the lights, or her flashlight.

But it's an irrelevant point. The issue is that her story is patently obvious bullshit twenty feet high, and she never should have gotten past the door in the first place, had she even two wits in her entire Diversity Bean-hire empty head.

So let's stop trying to cut her any slack on any part of her story that might have been within a country mile of credibility, or try and categorize calls for murder charges as "angry" as if this was mere emotion in play, rather than calm, deliberate, logical, defensible, and justifiable outrage.

Trying to cast this as mere anger is nothing but fakenews spin, and heaven knows, her PBA shyster will be doing quadruple axels from now until the verdict comes down as it is; they don't need any help from the blogosphere.

She murdered an innocent person, and we have a remedy for that. Texas is rather famous for applying it of late. I happily and forthrightly wish they'd behead her, for real, and film it, and force every swinging Richard now and forever at DPD to watch the film before they issue weapons and teach them how to shoot, because those with more privilege owe a higher level of responsibility. But I'll settle for either her death by lethal injection, or LWOP, since that's as far as Texas law allows us to go. (I dislike the latter on principle, since it penalizes the taxpayers - and the victim's family - more than the convict, unless you're also going to require the convict to be horsewhipped daily, then worked to death at hard labor at an advanced rate. In which case, we can talk.)

If she'd been tired and run the guy over in a dark alley on her way home, that would be manslaughter.

Going to the wrong floor, the wrong door, into the wrong apartment, and despite being a badged, sworn, trained, and multi-year experienced police officer doing not one single effing act of due diligence, and then going from  "Narf!" to "WTF?" to "Die, m*****f*****!" in ten seconds or so, makes this simple murder. Nothing less will do.

Otherwise, I claim permanent immunity for everyone who caps everyone else in Dallas henceforth under the "I was tired" defense. Especially if the victims are DPD officers. We'll see if we run out of cops, robbers, or innocent bystanders first, under those ROE.

Jesus Christ On A Pogo Stick, the "Twinkie Defense" had a better basis in reality than this wagonload of horseh...rose fertilizer, even though it elected DiFi all the way to the Senate. If she had any honor or truthfulness or remorse for the act in her at all, she'd have immediately pled guilty and be in prison already. Or just capped herself as an auto da fé at the scene. That, at least, I could respect.

IANAL, but when last I looked, lying after the fact is mens rea, and "consciousness of guilt".
When anyone tells this big a whopper this fast, it merely points out the fact that they're guilty as hell. QED

Some acts are so big, so bad, and so baldly obvious, you cannot mine enough duplicity on the planet to lie your way out of them. This is one of those acts. Anyone who thinks otherwise is sleep-deprived and over-tired, and should probably go lie down for a bit.

She murdered an unarmed, innocent man with reckless indifference to that reality.
There's no amount of lipstick that can suffice to dress that pig for the prom.
For the slaughterhouse, maybe.

Off with her head.


ADDENDUM
And another thing:

"she states she found the door ajar, that she issued the shadowy figure she encountered commands to stop, and only shot him when he did not comply."

 Let's grant all her recockulous assertions, and give her 100% of the imprimatur that she's being entirely truthful.

A "shadowy" figure?? Because he was black, or because he was in shadow, and as Tam noted, Officer Killshot was too stupid, lazy, incompetent, and/or scared shitless - but armed - to do anything intelligent, like turn on the goddam lights?

Or because her hands were already full of pistol, her vision had shrunk down to Dixie-cup tunnel vision, and the barest shreds of common sense had already run down her leg?
Or both?

And he didn't stop? Stop what?
Was he watching TV, and failed to stop?
Walking away? Backing away?
Walking obliquely?
Coming towards her?

And she shot him because "he did not comply"?!?
So, failure to obey the commands of someone who breaks into your house is a death penalty offense now?
It was shadowy...so could he possibly see her gun?
Know she was armed?
Know she was a police officer?
Did she even ascertain that he spoke and understood English?
Or was it "Respect my authoritay! No? BLAM!"

Bad things can happen when a uniformed officer in a marked cruiser with flashing red and blue lights who's pointing a weapon at you issues commands.
I get that.
But when you have instead, a groggy, dopey, but clearly amped up white chick break into your apartment and start ordering you around in a darkened room, it gets one helluva lot hazier.

And absent some articulable fear of threat of great bodily injury, she never had probable cause to use deadly force.
She didn't say "he tried to kill me" "he had an object in his hand"  nor "he had a weapon" or "grabbed ...something" or any twenty other ways she could have phrased it to get more traction.

"Shot him when he did not comply" says she executed him because he "refused to respect my authoritay".

She hasn't got grounds on probable cause, or castle doctrine, or stand your ground.
Nine chances out of ten, even had she been answering a call, in uniform, in a lit room, this would still  be a bad shoot, and criminal charges pending for her.

Or, she flat-out lost her shit, lost her mind, and dumped a guy who ignored her because she was a cop, and was always right, and it's all she could think of to do.

Wait, let me think back on 90% of the women I've dated, worked with, been married to, or interacted with over thirty or forty years, and see which solution set sounds most plausible, considering all other factors...

Now, you tell me which comports more likely with every cop you've ever known (at work, not over beers at a BBQ).
And with every female you've ever known.
When they're convinced they're right.

 

The prosecution rests, your Honor.

We ask for a short recess before defense proceeds, while the bailiff locates a stout rope.

 

If you're here from David Codrea or other sites, be sure to read the previous posts and follow-up post.

This isn't manslaughter, or even recklessly induced second degree murder.

It was an execution.

She had a motive.

Murder one. Book her, Dan-o.

Heads Up: Liberal "Gotcha!" Project Targetting Gun Rights

h/t Kenny

Heads up, boys and girls:
 

Virginia – (via Ammoland.com) Last weekend, while doing what seemed to be a regular interview, I discovered that a movie is being made with the intent to discredit gun-rights leaders across the country.

No, this is not a joke, it is real and we need to get the word out to other gun-rights organizations, gun-rights leaders, and prominent firearms trainers across the country and we need to do this FAST.

Back in 2014, alleged Hollywood sexual predator Harvey Weinstein said he was going to make a movie “that would make the NRA wish they weren’t alive.” (All gun organizations are the NRA in his mind.) And he was dead serious. Michael Moore has been attempting to discredit gun owners and leaders for years by tricking people and using creative editing techniques to make them look foolish or idiotic.
Who’s behind this effort isn’t clear, but they are EXTREMELY WELL FUNDED PROFESSIONALS.

Think a Leftard version of the Veritas Project, by way of Borat.

As the 15-minute interview terminated, the interviewer asked me if I, as an English-speaking firearms trainer, would help him make a “gun safety” training video for children of various ages. This had to be the “kicker,” I thought.

I was right – it was a set up – and it was much worse than I could have imagined. If you’ve seen the 70’s movie, “The Sting,” it was much like that. It was a well-orchestrated, well-choreographed, psychological manipulation, with a production cast of at least 10 people, to slowly lead a person down the primrose path.
We went step-by-step with a ready, and seemingly logical, answer every time I balked at some crazy part of the training. They seemed to have thought of every thing that a person might question. All I can say is that these people were extremely good at deception and manipulation. And no matter how stupid the things the interviewer and I were doing (we were side-by-side the whole time), no one else cracked a smile or laughed once, and I was watching. The professional actors were keeping up the appearance that this was a serious project.
The end goal was to get the victim to make a “training film” teaching 3 and 4-year-olds how to shoot guns hidden in toy animals at “bad” people, to sing little songs and make gun noises during the training to make it “fun for children,” and even teach little kids how to shoot a rocket-propelled-grenade or a squad automatic weapon at an approaching suicide bomber vehicle!
It all sounds unbelievable. But everything was elaborately and expensively staged; every contingency planned for, with explanations that make unbelievable things seem plausible (fake documents and videos about how Israel handles security in their schools, for example). The interview moved along at a pace, designed not to give the “mark” time to reflect on where things are going. The craziness factor very gradually got more extreme, like cooking a frog by slowly heating up the water so he doesn’t realize what’s happening until it’s too late. It’s a con game, a sting, plain and simple.
I don’t know if they have other scenarios or they will use other company names to continue concealing their identity, but anyone doing an interview dealing with gun rights where they sense something odd should terminate that interview. Or, better, bring a recorder and tell the other party you are going to make your own recording of the interview. If they say “no,” then walk out. I am going to make that my own policy going forward to protect against any future fake interviews. BTW, they had me leave my cellphone in an office “because it might interfere with the recording devices,” but I think it was so I couldn’t take any photos of them or make any video or audio recordings on that phone.

I've worked in production for A-list movies and TV for over 20 years, kids. There's quite simply no way in hell a cellphone would "interfere with recording devices". On an average set, there are 100 cellphones within 50 feet of the camera and sound cart 24/7/365/forever.

There's an even more recockulous story of their gig in Comments at the post site:

The following article is what happened to me on the same day! I received the same letter from FFTV. Almost exact same scenario. Totally manipulated and forced under duress, despite my constant objections, into teaching toddlers how to kill terrorists. How? By training gun-totin’ toddlers to shoot guns disguised as “Puppy Pistol,” “Bunny gun,” Uzicorn (uzi gun inside a cute furry stuffed unicorn), and “Dino Gun, a .50 caliber full-auto. And…wait for it…RPGs…to “send terrorists to the moon.” All the while singing, “If you’re happy and you know it shoot your gun, bang, bang.” As presposterous as this sounds. It happened.

There's more at the link, incl. screenshots of their WhoIs lookup, their LLC filing papers shielded as a WY corporation, their business address maildrop at a UPS Store in West Hollywood, and multiple Craigslist posting trolling for crisis actors and marks. Their website is a twenty-minute nothingburger; it's pure front, for show, which reveals nothing, but pretends everything. Jeebus crispies, people, constructing this kind of cotton-candy fakery is what Hollyweird does.

The bio of the lawyer and law firm representing the real LLC and their fake production.

RTWT.
And pass the word on every pro-gun and 2A-friendly site you visit, and to any and all firearms trainers and spokesperson you know about.

These @$$holes have a bone to pick, and a serious dose of the red-@$$ with guns, the NRA, gun owners, and the whole crew of Trumpist MAGA Deplorables. So based on the info at the link, I don't doubt for a moment that somebody with deep pockets is ginning up a BS hit piece, exactly as described, and probably far worse.

They're in this furball on full 'burner, fangs all the way out.

Warn off the good guys, try to dox the bad guys, and let's burn these mofos down.

They need pro-gun suckers.

DON'T BE THAT GUY.
And FFS, remember:

THERE IS NO ONE IN THE MEDIA - NEWSPAPERS, RADIO, TV, DOCUMENTARY, WHATEVER - WHO IS YOUR FRIEND, UNLESS YOU KNOW THEM AND THEIR PUBLIC PRO-2A POSITION PERSONALLY, INTIMATELY, AND EXTENSIVELY.

Write that on your hand in laundry marker in case you forget.

6 Reasons Why The Left Needs To STFU About Guns

Last October, The Federalist ran an article entitled 6 Reasons Your Right-Wing Friend Isn’t Coming To Your Side On Gun Control . It was a noble, if lukewarm treatise on a long-standing problem. But definitely far too weak and namby-pamby about the problem. With events this month, they've trotted it out again. But it's still far too weak an examination of the problem.

Herewith, a much more incisive look at the problem, which isn't that there's no debate, it's that the lunatards on the Left try to have a debate in the first place.

The reality is, they shouldn't even be opening their pieholes.

And if you're a Left-wing lunatard, here's why you shouldn't be doing that.

1) You're Total Dicks

"You mentally defective mouth-breathing murderous pre-literate knuckledraggers just love a substitute penis, and live for rollicking in the still pulsing and spurting warm blood of fresh shooting victims, because you're a bunch of soulless bloodthirsty ghouls...blahblahblah"

And this is the opening sentence from Leftards whose dream one day is to grow up and work for the State Department, as noted in CNN's live lynching of the NRA last week in an audience of emotional teenagers, come to mine their pathos and deliver their collective 40-IQ brain droppings and diaper spackle in equal measure onto America as if it were holy writ.

When the beginning, middle, and end of every conversation on the topic is you airheads vomiting all the bile you possess, together with the massive chunks of common sense you were unable to digest (which, where guns are concerned would be all the common sense), you're not having a "dialogue", you're just binge-purging because you think you can and should. And we've already seen it, and could tell you what and how much Stupid you had for dinner last night, since forever.
Afflict someone who cares, and leave everyone else the hell alone.

2) You Don't Know What The Fuck You're Talking About

When your circus full of ignorant spew-monkeys rants endlessly about "those deadly accurate black thingamajigs with automatic clips which shoot 600 rounds per second with one pull of the trigger, and chainsaw attachment,  and the shoulder thing which goes up" you sound slightly stupider than Ralphie in A Christmas Story salivating over a BB gun, and not even as smart either of the lead characters in Dumb & Dumber. Trust me on this, the less you say about guns the less you'll be rightly ridiculed for getting everything you say utterly, totally, completely, endlessly wrong, forever.
Which is your default setting on things you don't understand. (Which would include things like law, human nature, predictable consequences, science, economics, and...hell, pretty much the encyclopedia from A-Z, inclusive.)

3) You're Ignorant, Stupid, Evil, Illogical, Lying Sacks Of Shit 

Smarter people than you - which is most of them - have tried (and tried and tried and tried and tried...) to help you bootstrap your monumental ignorance into bare competence, so we might at least all be talking about the same things, and make some headway. But you have the attention span of a gnat, and you're too busy parading your deliberate ignorance so you can spew your content-free feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelings all over everything, responsibility- and logic-free, despite how irrelevant to the discussion, life, the universe, and everything they are. Deliberate, willful, conscious ignorance goes by the helpful name of "Stupid".
And then when caught at that you double down on it, repeat it louder, and stick your fingers in your ears to block out reality, which is simply Evil.
Whereupon you then cut to the chase and simply start making sh*t up. On everything, but especially in regards to your rampant hoplophobia (n.: a psychotic, irrational fear of weapons). And your schizophrenia knows no bounds, as you first deride the police and government for having weapons and using them, then turn around and tell the Right that only the government and the police should have weapons. (Which worked out so well in the Soviet Union, post-Weimar Germany, the People's Republic of China, Hungary, Czechoslovakia, Cuba, Vietnam, Cambodia, North Korea, et cetera, ad infinitum.
You complain Trump is Hitler, then you want him to confiscate guns.
As a very wise sci fi writer once pointed out, "A lie is a very poor way to say 'Hello'."

4) You've Never Passed A Gun Law That Worked

You've had not one, not ten, not a hundred, but over 30,000 bites at that apple, and none of them do a damned thing to anyone inclined to insanity and criminal violence, because they're either crazy or criminals.
Funny how that part works, huh?
And nothing that's being proposed now, had it been in place, would have altered the recent shooting to the point of changing outcomes to even the tenth place after the decimal point.
Nor will it affect the next one either.
Gun laws only make life a PITA for the law-abiding, and those who are law-abiding aren't the ones shooting up schools. That would be 99.999991% of all gun owners, since forever.
And despite getting this wrong 30,000 times, you're all knee-jerk sure "just one more 'common sense' gun law" would finally crack the code, and unlock Utopia.
It never does, it never will, and you know that yourselves, but you don't give a damn, because since...ever,

5) You're Not Trying To Fix A Problem

"The definition of insanity is trying the same thing over and over, and expecting different results." - Albert Einstein
You guys don't want to solve gun violence. You know nothing you do can ever accomplish that, to a metaphysical certainty.
So absent complete a priori insanity on your part (which should never be ruled out), the only explanation which fits available facts is that you want the violence to continue (more! bigger! faster!) despite concealed carry laws (which you swore would lead to "orgies of Wild West*-styled blood in thee streets", which has never happened, ever) sweeping the nation over the last 30 years, and driving crime to the cellar.

In fact, you want to reverse and undo every single thing that has worked in that regard despite your hysterical gainsaying (e.g. three strikes, lifetime incarceration for habitual violent felons, and giving every law-abiding citizen access to the means of adequate self defense in every city and state).
You must therefore want both ridiculously higher levels of violence and bloodshed, and the complete disarmament of your political rivals.
In every society that pursues this, registration leads to confiscation leads to Kristallnacht leads to Auschwitz. We know this, the Founders knew it 240 years ago, and you know it now, thus the only explanation for such behavior is the grasping lifelong ambition and desire to rule as exactly the despotic tyrants we know you to be, based solely on direct experience and observation of you for our entire lives.
Anybody who's seen a  thwarted two-year-old knows your tantrum playbook before you even lay it out.

You want to rule over everyone else, despite a dearth of demonstrated ability to even run your own individual selves.

You want an endless Chain Of Being, with everyone else beneath you on the pyramid, and yourselves above everyone save some feverishly imagined god-king, as evidenced last by the monumentally incompetent manchild you inflicted on the country and the world in the previous administration, whose tears (you imagined) cured cancer, yet whose flaws were Grand Canyon-sized, and apparent even from geosynchronous orbit, to everyone but you.

And when enough of even your own people had enough of that, and sent you the exact sort of god-king you've tried to cycle into the ruling class, except from a position diametrically opposed to everything you hold dear, you've spent the last 15 months in a non-stop diaper-wetting rage-monster hissyfit. Which even your own side knows when they see it, and understands is the death knell of your hopes and dreams. Hence your shrieking desperation this time around.

6) You're Hypocritical Bastards

No guns for us, anywhere, if you had your way, but everyone and everything you guys like is currently protected by metric f*cktons of guns, carried by an army of hypocrites and their willing Only One minions. Just like celebutards spewing about globull warming, while driving 2MPH Ferraris and jetting around in fleets of globe-spanning private jet aircraft to lecture the proles on making sacrifices for your own special accommodations, you and your ilk are hearty believers in "laws for thee, but none for me" on a scale last seen in every communist shithole country since...five minutes ago.

So between DiFi's personal CCW when most Californians nor residents of D.C. can obtain a similar one, to Chuck U. Schumer's private armed bodyguards, to the goon squads protecting vacuous celebutards and their precious gated community compounds, you guys never plan nor do actually have to live under the consequences of the laws you would pass, and see no reason why that should even be remarkable or even considered bad.

Which is phenomenal in itself, because DiFi owes her entire political career to a gay lovers' tiff, which went pear-shaped, propelling her from a minor clown show functionary to mayor of San Francisco, which she leveraged into becoming a viable candidate for the US Senate, when she should have retired as a local Frisco Democrat dingbat toiling in relative obscurity unto this present day.

If it hadn't been for precisely a few well-placed bullets, she'd be the nobody for life she so richly deserves to be.

And then she has the nerve to pack heat in two cities - Frisco and D.C. - where the locals can seldom even have a firearm, let alone have any hope of getting permission to tote one in their handbags to deal with the local criminals. The ones other than the reliable (D) politicians, that is.

This is hypocrisy of the rankest stripe, and it smells from sea to shining sea, just like the rest of the silly excuses made as to why the peasantry should be unarmed, especially in long-term (D)-run outposts of civic squalor, like Chicongo, Baltimore, D.C., NYFC, etc. (BTW, I read the other day that 51% of all US murders annually occur in just two counties: Chicongo, and Los Angeles, both long-time Dumbocrat/No CCW for You strongholds), but the perfumed princes and their faithful and dutiful retainers there are always armed to the hilt as they go about doing Satan's business among their Deplorable inferiors.



Undoing even one of those reasons would blow your empty Leftard heads up like ripe watermelons on a hot sunny day, with fire from an AK-47.

Getting you to entirely abandon the reality of all six would be about as likely as the Mississippi River running backwards, or the water in the Niagara River running back up Niagara Falls from Lake Ontario and back into Lake Erie.

So let's all just agree that your ilk have nothing constructive or intelligent to say, based purely on two lifetimes' worth of anecdotal evidence in 100% of all possible cases, and you blowhard fatheads therefore just STFU, and cut down on carbon dioxide pollution by none of your side exhaling on the subject, anytime for the next ten centuries or so.

After that, we can think about a trial period, and then around 3018 A.D., we can see if you've gotten any better on things in the interim.




*{Option A: CNN's WH-airhead Jim Acosta reads this blog.
Option B: I can predict this nonsense cold, because their talking points never change.}

And now, a word from Sal the Agorist: