The Gods Of The Copybook Headings

Until you unplug succeeding generations from default auto-Leftardism, you aren't going to have anything to look forward to but terror and slaughter. You'll just keep feeding more of them to the volcano, and there'll be less of you.

You can't merely prune the beast back. You've got to starve it, then kill it, and hunt down its keepers and breeders.

And not just figuratively.

There's no shortcut, but there are certainly consequences to letting things get this far gone, and the Gods Of The Copybook Headings will have their due, paid in full, and with interest.

"Politics is downstream from culture."

That means you're going to have to march back through all those institutions you've cheerfully abandoned for 50-100 years, and re-take them, school by school, university by university, broadcast station by broadcast station, newspaper by newspaper, book by book, publisher by publisher, movie studio by movie studio. Or bury them with competition, and drown them for lack of support.

All that, just to get to a place where you can grow a political system that works as it was intended, and requires only the normal amount of attention - every waking moment - to keep from turning into a totalitarian's dream.

It took 100-150 years to get you here (speaking just of the U.S.), and there will be no quick fix getting back.

Every jackass thinks they can simply shoot their way to victory, if we just pile the bodies high enough. This is how you know they're jackasses.

How's that worked for you to date?

You'll probably get the shooting you think you want before this is over, but it won't be what you thought, and you won't like it when you get it.

That pisses the simpletons off, routinely. This is how you know they're simpletons.

Progressivism postulated that man was perfectible.
It begat World War I.
Then it told us that class was the problem, materialism was the disease, and socialism was the cure.
That begat World War II and the Cold War, and 100 million or so dead bodies worldwide, mostly by their own socialist governments. Warfare itself was a minor fraction of that total.

So now you think you're going to fix things with a bigger apocalypse?
Best wishes, idiot.

The cold, hard truth is that you're going to have take a flamethrower to the socialism strangling this country, and then do the same thing everywhere else it's being tried, just to get back to having only the ages-old problem of tyranny vs. freedom to contend with.

You've invited a dragon to live in your house, and the only way to get rid of it is to do battle with it, yes, but that will be a battle in your own house, amongst your own furniture and possessions.

And first, you're going to have to stop feeding it, and go after the people that bring it snacks when you aren't paying attention. Those snacks tend to be their children, and then your own.

Eventually, if you can even manage that little, they'll get upset with you, and the dragon will get cross, and you'll have your battle.

But if you don't undo what's sustaining the problem, you'll have a poor outcome.
That's why you unplug the device before you work on it.
It's why you take your shirt off before you iron it.

 

At least, that's how you do it for those of you who learned how to read and write.

Because evidently, there's no comic book Common Core version of this truth, it didn't get made into a video game, and it takes more than 160 characters to express, which cuts out most of the current generations from accessing it.:

AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."  

On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."  

In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."  

Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;

And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

One, Two, Three, Four, I Declare A Meme War...

More thoughts after a great response to an earlier post at WRSA.

1) Thanks, CA, that was one of the best comments on the OP, and I’m glad you up-featured it.

2) mtnforge nailed this: It’s ALL agitprop.
That’s its entire reason for existence.
In the current hyper-politicized reality, agitprop is like money: there’s neither good nor bad, there’s simply agitprop that’s yours, and agitprop that’s not yours.
The goal is that everyday, “all your internetz are belong to us.”
Make the other side wish shitposting was never invented; then, hold their faces down in it awhile longer. Then tomorrow, do it again.

3) Work on quantity. The best way to learn is by doing it. Look at anyone. Learn from others’ mistakes, and steal winning TTPs from the masters.
In case no one told you, none of the renaissance master painters woke up one day and started cranking out masterpieces; they apprenticed by doing scut work for their betters for years, and learned to ape the best of the best. Then they surpassed them. The point is to make your mistakes, until you don’t make mistakes.

4) This is fun, not work. You’re kicking hippies in the mangina and cock-punching them. Smile, laugh, and let your Inner BFYTW out to play.

5) Commit to the comedy. Sometimes, something isn’t funny until you go way too far, then go farther. Bear in mind, sites like The Onion are getting their asses handed to them, because the reality of SJWs makes it harder and harder to parody them. The opposition is not only more bat-shit crazy than you imagine, they are more bat-shit crazy than you can imagine. 95% of what you think is a stretch today is something they’ll be doing with gusto on their own, next week, and unlike you, they’ll be serious.

6) Hit it and quit it. Take your shot, post it, forget about it, move on to the next one. If you nail it, you’ll find out quick enough. Your goal isn’t to make one Ferrari meme and bask in the glory, it’s to make a thousand Camry memes.

7) Pay attention to the ones that catch your (and everyone’s) eyes, because you keep seeing them. Take the same words and find a better picture. Or take a great picture, and find some better words.

8) I use Imgur, just because it was easy to jump in and get posting. use whatever works best for you.

9) Bonus: If you post a jpg or other item by linking, if someone pulls it from the internetz (because it’s sucking their bandwidth, or because they’re from a different political/social point of view) your image dies, and you get the black-x-box of death of a pic that doesn’t open. Ever.
If you save a great pic in your computer, then upload it to Imgur, it lives forever (as long as Imgur, or whoever) hosts your account. If you have a blog, the pics don’t go dark. If you want to re-use the image with different words, the original unadorned upload is always on your account page, ready for re-use.

10) Your goal is to make friends. And to make enemies. What happens, happens. But if someone agrees, you’re building momentum for your side.
And if someone’s head explodes, the time they’re getting all butthurt raw with you is time they’re not out butt-raping the republic, and pissing on something else. The people who write the most scathing comments are gold nuggets; treasure the fact that you made their ass all chapped.

11) Meatspace, meatspace, meatspace.
As the host here regularly notes.
See a great meme?
Created a great meme?
Welcome to the tech revolution: Make that thing your new color handbill.
Or postcard. Or sticker. Or bumperstriker.
Take it out for a walk.
Be Deplorable, dammit: Put it places you shouldn’t.
Print things – like Bracken’s Quiz, above, on postcard sized cards.
Mail them to the local branch of Deep State. The mail is the message.
Everybody from your mailbox to the person who gets it reads it.
(Don’t lick the stamp, use a sponge. Unless you want your DNA in a federal
database.)
Too cheap to get a stamp?
Go to local stores that sell postcards.
Put yours in the rack at eye level.
Free advertising for you.
(Who knows, someone may buy it and send it anyways: bonus mileage for you.)
Was it strictly legal for Sabo to post his creations all over L.A.? Hell no.
But who gets national notice, and free publicity that you couldn’t buy if you sold all your family’s kidneys?

12) Let your imagination run wild. Don’t just post a meme. Or even print one.
You’ve got a computer, so 3 to 1 you’ve got a pagemaker type of program.
So…print coupons for 25% off the day rate hire of an illegal alien.
Insert several dozen of them individually in a stack of the daily sale fliers at the front door of Home Depot, Lowe’s etc.
Print up coupons good for half off your next abortion, courtesy of NOW, and leave them in a rack at the local post office.
Next to that, leave an official-looking stack of “Applications For Legal Citizenship for Illegal Aliens”. Specify a P.O. Box that’ll have them end up someplace fun, like ICE, or the White House. I swear to Buddha, people will fill them out and send them in.
Got a Dumbocrat Congressweasel? Leave some fliers letting folks know that he/she/it still has some free Obama phones left over at their office; drop the fliers off at local Laundromats and such. Let Rep. Gibbsmedat’s staff deal with the problem.
Make iron-on transfers of some scathing Shrillary pic, etc. Iron them on some new white t-shirts. Take them to the local Goodwill/Salvation Army thrift store, put them on hangers, and walk away.
Somebody’s going to buy them, and wear them.
I repeat, be Deplorable.
What if you were the guy to have t-shirts made that said
“I was molested by Harvey Weinstein“, etc.
And you were selling them in Hollywood or in NYFC on the street, or at the local movie theater?
And you had your buddy snap some photos, and post it on the internet?
(Warning: you could get told by the cops to move along. You could also end up being the next mogul of screamingly funny t-shirts. Oh, and in front of a tourist stop like Grauman’s Chinese Theater, etc., you’d probably sell out of them in five minutes. And make a profit. Go for it.)
If there’s a local swap meet, rent a space, and get a hobby. For cash income too. Online may get you views. But the swap meet/flea market gets you eyeballs in person, and maybe even some $. Take a smile and a thick skin for the Usual Butthurt Suspects, and maybe meet some Like-Minded Individuals in your local area.

13) (Just a coincidence, I swear.) Go Full Deadpool:
Make fliers advertising a Muslim matchmaking service. Make the address the local kindergarten or grade school. Put them on cars at the park on the weekend.
Leave announcements that the monthly Islamic LGBTEIEIO meeting has been moved – to the roof.

The other side has spent decades dividing the world into over-sensitive warring factions.
Your job is merely to ensure that they now get to cash those IOUs in for what they deserve.

How A Civil War Happens

 

 

Great read of a speech given by Sultan Knish:

This is a civil war.
There aren’t any soldiers marching on Charleston… or Myrtle Beach. Nobody’s getting shot in the streets. Except in Chicago… and Baltimore, Detroit and Washington D.C.  

But that’s not a civil war. It’s just what happens when Democrats run a city into the ground. And then they dig a hole in the ground so they can bury it even deeper.
If you look deep enough into that great big Democrat hole, you might even see where Jimmy Hoffa is buried. 

But it’s not guns that make a civil war. It’s politics.

Guns are how a civil war ends. Politics is how it begins. 

How do civil wars happen? 

Two or more sides disagree on who runs the country. And they can’t settle the question through elections because they don’t even agree that elections are how you decide who’s in charge. 

That’s the basic issue here. Who decides who runs the country? When you hate each other but accept the election results, you have a country. When you stop accepting election results, you have a countdown to a civil war.

--- 

I live in the state of Ronald Reagan. I can go visit the Ronald Reagan Library any time I want to. But today California has one party elections. There are lots of elections and propositions. There’s all the theater of democracy, but none of the substance. Its political system is as free and open as the Soviet Union. 

And that can be America.  

The Trump years are going to decide if America survives. When his time in office is done, we’re either going to be California, or a free nation once again. 

 RTWT.

Worth your time.

But...WHY Is The Rum Gone?

The last post got some wide notice (my thanks for the link-love), and one private query:
Why focus on soft tactics?

Let me explain it thusly:
According to the specialists employed with your tax dollars in how to defend or subvert a given political system, there are some 17 levels of preparation involved before you get to "sporty".
Slitting throats and blowing shit up are at Level 16.

You, and anyone you've ever heard of, are no farther developed than Level 3.
Cogitate on that.

And bear in mind that unlike anthropogenic globull warming, Dunning-Kruger is a real thing.

See below:

Building A Resistance Movement. (This embiggens).

This wisdom is excerpted cheerfully from a little book on doctrinal subversion that many of you have heard of, and some of you have studied, in a hands-on sort of way.
It's known colloquially as The Bible, and officially as FM 3-05.201 Special Forces Unconventional Warfare Operations, April 2003.

You should look it up.
In fact, you should probably download that pdf, print it out, and spend some goodly time dedicated to absorbing the wisdom therein, both for the intellectual exercise, and because there may be a practical exam at some point.

But despite any interest in leveling up, you're not ready for that, I'm not ready for that, nobody you know of is ready for that, and the proof is right there above, before your lying eyes. The fourteen layers of foundation missing between now and then are what everyone who imagines otherwise is missing.

That lack is the sort of thing that gets you nonsense like Bunker Hill, Harper's Ferry, and the First Battle Of Bull Run.

It gets your ass handed to you, wastes a lot of scarce manpower and material (not to mention goodwill), while gaining you ridicule, doubt, and disdain from exactly the people you'll need at Level 5. Recall, please, for the historically impaired, that without France, we'd be celebrating the Queen's Birthday, and not the Fourth Of July, and that without Britain and France's support, the South would be just another Lost Cause. (Oops, too late.)

This is the same reason Maduro and socialismo are still kicking Venezuela's ass; until they get their opposition sh*t in one bag, no one is going to send them the help they need to send the commies packing, in a hanging-from-streetlamps sort of way. Mind you, it should happen, and probably will, but they're going to have to get to that point before anyone will risk the shrieking condemnation for helping them help themselves. Or, they'll just wait until everyone's too weak from lack of food, and eventually people will die, and something better may spring up indigenously - in a generation or two. Or, not. (cf: Norkistan.)

So, a propaganda war is what you're in for (and what you've been in since at least 1929, whether you knew it or not).

Hence the call to finally wake up and smell the coffee. And the covfefe, for that matter.
The beauty is, there's some miniscule chance to affect things, even yet. Not by purely voting at the bastards, certainly,

but every thumb you can put on the scale - and in the Left's eyes, both figuratively and literally, when opportunity presents itself - before things degrade to open conflict is to your advantage. Undermine the hell out of anything you can on the Leftard side, especially while it's easy and cheap, let alone not something that'll get your head in a noose, right? It's helpful, it's a zero-sum (every one of them you convert, or simply demoralize, is one less you have to fight), and hell, it's FUN.

Learn lessons from history: starve the beast. The US Cavalry was purely ancillary with our Indian problem in securing the frontier. The business-end was the hunting out of the buffalo. You could look it up. So if you find the Leftards' buffalo herds, and turn them into rugs and burgers, you'll have a much more harmonious outcome.

By the by, there may never be any Great Cataclysm. Or, it may not happen in your entire lifetime. But how long and how gradual the slide into oblivion is may very well depend on how vigorously you kick them in the teeth as the trolls of collectivism and anarchy try to climb over the walls.

Life thus far hasn't been about shooting anyone in this country, by and large for nearly two centuries. But there have always been one helluva lot of hippies out there. And heaven knows, they aren't going to punch themselves.

Hence the exhortation to get busy.
Be happy in your work.

This, This, THIS:

1:20:20ff

From Bill Whittle's The Stratosphere Lounge this past week:

We conservatives always thought that tyranny was going to come to us through the government, and therefore we're heavily armed with weapons. And that's not where it's coming from; these people are afraid of paring knives.
They're not coming after us with guns, they're not coming after us with tanks, and they're not coming after us by taking over the government. The defenses that we've established on those lines are overwhelming. They're unassailable defenses; the first amendment essentially still is unassailable, and so is the right to keep and bear arms, and so on.
But in any event, we prepared ourselves so well against invasion from that quarter that they simply decided it was pointless to attack there, so they attacked someplace else. And the censorship that they want is not being enforced by the government, and it's not being backed up by tanks or soldiers with guns; the government's not censoring anything we do.
The censorship that they're looking for, and the control of people's thoughts and minds is accomplished by social opprobrium. It's accomplished by shaming people, and not just shaming them, by ruining their lives in the many ways that they know how to. The way they ruined the lives of the person who decided he didn't want to deliver a cake to a gay wedding: that is not allowed, and so he must be destroyed.
... 

So, if the Left doesn't have guns - and they don't; and if they don't have direct government suppression - and they don't; then how have they achieved everything they've achieved, how have they kept us so silenced?
The only power that the Left has - and it's enormous power - the only power that the Left has is the power that you give them yourself: it's the power of social proof.
Social proof and peer pressure is the most powerful motivator in human psychology. Every single one of us out there has things we know to be true - such as certain countries in the world being complete shitholes - and we won't say them, and we won't say them because we know that what will happen to us will be so damning that we just don't want to go through with it.
We also know it doesn't mean physical danger, at least in most cases. ...It's not that we fear physical repercussions, we fear the moral repercussions of what the Left can marshal. But when you get right down to it, really where the rubber meets the road, we do what the Left wants to us to do, because we allow them the power of telling other people who we are.
We think that's more important than what we believe. That's why we don't say what we want to say, that's why we don't speak our minds, why no one is allowed to speak the truth anymore.

A truism is that generals and warriors are always gearing up for the last war.
That's why the constant drumbeat of a coming Revolution, or Civil War, or October Revolution, ad infinitum, ad nauseum, is so much childish magical thinking.
Yes, sh*t may hit the fan; some ways are more likely than others.
But it isn't going to unroll exactly, nor even mostly, like it did back when(ever), and you aren't going to zip over the next Alamo with an AC-130 and mow down the hordes with your air-assault miniguns and change the tides of history.
Put down the bong.

Look, I likes me some guns - I do - and the fact that I have a personal armory that could overthrow some banana republics for real is proof of that. I don't spend a lot of time talking about guns, not because I don't like them, or I think they're not important, because I do, and they are, and it's not because it don't know a helluva lot more than the average person about them, because I do. I've sold them retail and wholesale, carried them professionally and casually, and competed with them frequently, as well as do regular practice. There are also plenty of people who geek out about them to the extreme, and know a helluva lot more than me, and that's their patch. I'm fine with that. I stack up at about the bottom of the top third, versus the whole population, which means two chances out of three I'm smarter than you about something, and one chance out of three your knowledge would bury me. Out of 300M people hereabouts. And the people in the top of the top third, who eat, sleep, live and breathe guns are the go-to guys who you should be reading and listening to, not me, most times, on that subject. This is absolutely a pro-2A site, but it's not about that.

Because as Whittle noted, guns aren't where things are at, nor where it's been, and probably not where it's going to be. (Not absolutely won't be ever, which is why prudent people prepare for that contingency, yet without focusing on it exclusively.)

The point of the lesson, and the excerpted transcript from the above video, is that the Right has overwhelmingly focused on re-fighting the Civil War/Revolution/Zomb-pocalypse to the utter exclusion of virtually everything else in culture, and you've had your asses kicked in every other way for 70 years because of that.

Don't believe me? How many tacticool gun training gurus are there, vs. how many people are out there teaching you how to use Photoshop, Imgur, etc. as weaponized subversion of the Leftard Evil Empire? Would that be roughly 5000 to 0?? The prosecution rests.

(YUUUUUGE Hint To The Right and Alt-Right: Stop doing solely conservative speech- and love-fest Woodstocks, and start getting the meme-makers, artists, speakers, writers, etc. to start teaching people weaponized art and media Right-wing subversion. That's the point where you stop being the History Channel, and become the actual Green Berets. The History Channel never won a war. Get a fucking cluebat upside the head, geniuses.)

You decided government was a lost cause, and surrendered them fifty years from FDR to Reagan. And then walked away for nearly another thirty years after that.
You decided Hollyweird was subversive, so you ignored movies.
You decided television was idiocy, so you unplugged it.
You decided universities were ridiculous, so you ignored academia.
You decided society was irredeemable, so you've gone - or plan to - off into the hills. 
And on, and on, and on, until you've completely disconnected from the culture, to the point that you can't relate to half the country, and are teetering on the brink of losing the entire cultural enterprise, forever, and precipitating either a conflagration of biblical proportions, or else aping Eurostan's interminable slide into suicidal oblivion and subsummation. Somehow, you think you're going to be the special elephant that the onslaught of carnivorous ants won't strip to the bone. 

Well-played; how has that worked out for you?

The second point is that the enormous war you're gearing up for, while it may still happen, is unlikely because the Left is still getting what it wants without firing a shot because by the time you're going to be ready to return fire, you'll already be surrounded, cut off, and irrelevant, like Japanese soldiers on by-passed islands, running around a jungle in solitary pursuit of winning a war that was over decades before you found out about it.

Great jumping Jehoshaphat, that was comedy parody gold by 1965 on Gilligan's Island, and you want to adopt it as a strategy manual.

What I'd humbly suggest, is that just for the helluvit, you fight back right effing NOW.

You won't need your gun safe, but - and this will be hard for a lot of people - you'll need to use your brains.

Push. Back.
More. Bigger. Faster.
AND TWICE AS HARD.

Twice as hard.

We don't need nor want the Judean People's Front Crack Suicide Squad to make a desperate futile gesture, we don't need people blowing shit up or slitting throats. (Yet.) All that does is precipitate the war that wipes you out, after turning the squishy middle firmly against you, just like every time in history.

In this battle, people like Sabo, the Earl of Taint, the People's Cube, Stilton Jarlsberger, Chris Muir and Dianny are worth a full division apiece. The weapons are withering sarcasm, ridicule, opprobrium, disdain, and gut-quivering laughter. Photoshop, Imgur, Mememaker, manga, even stick figures will cut it.

"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to." - Mark Twain

You don't have to be good, as much as productive; keep churning and throwing it on the wall until something sticks.
Perhaps even literally.

And not on friendly businesses and undecideds' property. Try putting it on the walls of a decidedly opposition target. Make them spend their own money to hire security guards, repaint walls, and so on. It's not so funny when the shoe's on the other foot.

Or pay to have a mural painted in their faces, right across the street.

 

How about this one across from the NYTimes, or CNN?

If that's too big, go small. Like wall art and bumperstickers. Post an essay on a bulletin board. Slap a picture up inside the stall doors of the porcelain thinking room. At a liberal bastion. Bonus points for making Chuck Schumer/Nancy Pelosi/George Soros/Anderson Cooper urinal targets, and scattering them around town. Getting the idea yet?

When the dominant culture is antithetical to liberty, your job is to be subversive, and flip the culture.

Write, draw, cut and paste, caption. Whatever it takes, whatever you've got.
If you can't make it, learn how. (I did.)
If you're not witty enough, disseminate it. Those sites are legion. Every link helps.
If you're too lazy for that, support it. Throw 'em a buck, or more.
(And if you're too lazy and cheap for even that, go fuck yourself. Sideways, with a rusty chainsaw.)
And every time you see a film, a TV show, read a book, or see some art that supports your values and worldview, return the favor: support the hell out of it. Doubly so if the profits accrue directly to our side, instead of subsidizing the next ten Leftard forays to undermine society.

"I must study politics and war that my sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. My sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history, naval architecture, navigation, commerce, and agriculture, in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry, and porcelain." - John Adams

The reason Trump - a weapon, not a cure - scares the living sh*t out of the other side is because he doesn't give a rusty fuck what the other side thinks of him, rabbit punches the sh*t out of them on their own media, and he's immune to their disdain and catcalling. He's grabbing them by the p*ssy, and they let him. According to the prophecy.

Give the Left the finger, every day, in your own head, and then slip them the wiener of pushback where it hurts, and without any lube. Embarrass them in public, and rub their noses in it, until they're bloody with your efforts. It's the only way a bully is broken and defanged.

THAT is your mission, every day, forever. Beat 'em like a rented mule.
Not pussing out. Not running and hiding. Not yet.
Start bailing out the boat, instead of stocking the liferaft and jumping inside, waiting for the ship to sink. (And you @$$holes drilling holes in the bottom can guess what's coming to you, sooner or later.)

"If you will not fight for right when you can easily win without blood shed; if you will not fight when your victory is sure and not too costly; you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a precarious chance of survival. There may even be a worse case. You may have to fight when there is no hope of victory, because it is better to perish than to live as slaves.” - Winston Churchill

You have the Second Amendment to protect the First. The more you unload with the First Amendment, the less likely it is you'll need recourse to do so with the Second.
(Funny how that works, i'n'it?)

Then you can enjoy your guns by taking them out for practice, and teaching your friends and neighbors how to shoot, instead of just hording them up for the Rise of the Terminators. When the Left has to brave a shitstorm of ridicule every time they open their fetid yawps, you're getting it right.

The Left lost the election. Then they've thrown everything they could at Trump the past year, and he's crushed them. And laughs and mocks at their pathetic attempts.
Whether we're talking Vince Lombardi or George Patton, the strategy is the same:
you use attacks from the air to create opportunities on the ground.
President Trump has done the air strikes.
So now, get yourselves in gear. Stop spectating and get in the game.
Bring them the pain. Run up the score.

Meanwhile, in the real world...

Sorry, Snowflakes.
No matter what mommy said, there are some jobs you're just not qualified for.

Of Why The Sea Is Boiling Hot, And Whether Pigs Have Wings...

( h/t Phil) 

Andrew Klavan on truth:

(REALITY) Let’s state the obvious. Some countries are shitholes. To claim that this is racist is racist. They are not shitholes because of the color of the populace but because of bad ideas, corrupt governance, false religion, and broken culture. Further, most of the problems in these countries are generated at the top. Plenty of rank-and-file immigrants from such ruined venues ultimately make good Americans—witness those who came from 1840s potato-famine Ireland, a shithole if ever there was one! It takes caution and skill to separate the good from the bad.
For these very reasons, absurd immigration procedures like chain migration, lotteries, and unvetted entries are deeply destructive. They can lead to the sort of poor choices that create a Rotherham. Trump’s suggestions—to vet immigrants for pro-American ideas and skills that will help our country—are smart and reasonable and would clearly make the system better if implemented.
So, when it comes to the Great Shithole Controversy of 2018, my feeling is: I do not care, not even a little. I’m sorry that it takes someone like Trump to break the spell of silence the Left is forever weaving around us. I wish a man like Ronald Reagan would come along and accomplish the same thing with more wit and grace. But that was another culture. History deals the cards it deals; we just play them. Trump is what we’ve got.
For all the bad language, for all the loose talk, I would rather hear a man speak as a man without fear of the Nurse Ratcheds in the press and the academy than have him neutered and gagged by a system of good manners that has been misused as a form of oppression. Better impoliteness than silence. Better crudeness than lies.
We have seen the effect of uncontrolled immigration on Europe. It is very, very bad. The fact is: some countries are shitholes. I don’t want this to become one of them.

RTWT.
Two minutes of your life well-spent.

About Damned Time

(ANAHEIM - GREATER SHITHOLIA) Sheriff's deputies and public works crews descended on Orange County's largest homeless encampment along the Santa Ana riverbed Monday, hauling away trash and advising people who live there to start packing their belongings as authorities start the process of clearing the camp.

The operation was described by county officials as the first step in a lengthy effort to clear the encampment.

Here's a YouTube video from a week ago of the problem area in question, if you'd care to take that trip:

Nota bene that countless local businesses, and the well-taxed residents of the $200-400K condos directly adjacent to this not-built-in-a-day Shitholia have been complaining to TPTB about the blight, graffiti, public urination and defecation, drug sales, drug use, litter of drug paraphernalia, public intoxication, lewd conduct, 24/7 fights and altercations one would expect of a legion of crazy/drunk/stoned wastrels, and the attendant petty theft, burglary, and worse, for years, while civil authority shrugged its collective shoulders and said "What do you expect us to do, actually enforce all those laws or something?" Even a cursory look at the video shows that much of the construction material used to build this dystopian hellhole is stolen goods and pilfered items, and things like the designated "garbage collection sites", underline the lengths to which cities and the county have gone to cater to the maintenance and continuance of Shitholia, rather than its immediate curtailment and removal.

Maybe, just maybe, the 400K+ views in a week, and a few thousand phone calls, finally got the ball rolling.

The county, after years of deliberately ignoring its duties, has finally recognized that a thousand-person transient camp that was a magnet for crime, drug use, and rampant shitholian public health catastrophes waiting to happen here, as it has in San Diego, Los Angeles, and Frisco, finally had to go.

An earlier clean-up in the south end of the county discovered acres of discarded drug use needles on the ground, a dumped (likely stolen) firearm, and over 800 bicycles, likely clearing the stolen-bicycle theft reports of the entire county for the previous 5 years.

No clue otherwise on why now, of all times, the jackholes in county government finally came to their senses and cleared out Shitholia, but it's a move long overdue. Once the responsibility was firmly fixed with the sheriff's department, instead of all local cities playing "not my problem, but yours" seems to have had some small role.

Another could be that this section of Shitholia lies adjacent to Angel Stadium, the Pond hockey/event center, and the OC Sheriff's shooting range.

Now, if they'll just keep pushing these waste-of-skin-and-oxygen douchecanoes right out of the county, the surrounding counties (particularly Lost Angeles' Skid Row), where they came here/overflowed from, can start to deal with the problem they created in the first place.

At this point, my main gripe is that they didn't do the removals with a flamethrower, as they should have done.

There are agencies falling over each other to help those that legitimately want out.

The long-term homeless are mentally ill from years of alcohol and drug abuse and/or the other way around, and stay on the streets, because shelters and halfway houses make them give up their dope and booze. If they could follow basic societal rules, they wouldn't be living under tarps and cardboard along flood control channels and under bridges.

They're trolls by choice, and finally the county is treating them like trolls, and moving them out.

And dollars to donuts, if another such Shitholia springs up, the residents will cut to the chase, and the housewarming wine bottles that will be delivered will be filled with 87 octane on Day One.

Because as a disinfectant, sunlight is vastly inferior to gasoline, both in terms of speed of action, and long-term effectiveness.



Draining The Swamp

h/t Silicon Graybeard

After one year in office, Trump and his administration, charged by him to get rid of 2 rules for every new one issued, actually got rid of 22 for every new one issued:
The Federal Register (the yards-long shelf of all current federal regs) has shrunk from 90K pages to down in the 60K zone, the lowest it's been since 1993,  and taking the size of government back 25 years.

In ONE year.

A few more months like this, and he's got us back to Reagan territory.

Three more years of this, (if such continues to be possible) and he might get us back to the 1950s Eisenhower levels.

One of his agency heads requested $0 in budget for next year!

See if you can figure out why business might be booming again, and why the Uniparty business-as-usual machine in DC only hates and fears Trump's guts.

"Accidental" My @$$

h/t Kenny

The irony, it burns: "One more time to kill the pain..."

(LOS ANGELES) — Rocker Tom Petty died last year from "multisystem organ failure" caused by accidental drug toxicity, the Los Angeles County Coroner said Friday.

An autopsy found that Petty had several drugs in his system including fentanyl, oxycodone, temazepam, alprazolam, citalopram, acetylfentanyl and despropionyl fentanyl, the agency said.

Whoops.

"Accidental" my ass.
He didn’t intend to die, but he did everything possible wrong to get high.

Acetylfentanyl is only a homecooked street drug.
All three versions of fentanyl are typically used to boost the high from opiates, in a 1 + 1 = 37 sort of way.

And he was on 2 different benzodiazepines.
I’ma take a wild guess that he got no more than one of them using a legit Rx, and the rest of his cocktail was supplied by amateur pharmacology delivery specialists.

And he was on so much of so many drugs, his body organs failed, and it killed him.
Speaking professionally, that takes a pretty monumental and dedicated effort.

This was about as "accidental" as juggling lit road flares in a wading pool full of gasoline, and "accidentally" dying in a flash of fourth-degree burn agony.

So rockstar killed himself because he was a stupid drug fiend.

Another pharmacological genius. Color me shocked.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.

 

That goes double for jackholes on sites like Daily Sheeple trying to pin this on "Big Pharma".

This was an addict, getting an addict's reward, and the Big Pharma cartels in question have HQ in Bogota and Mexico City, and distribution backstage at the Hollywood Bowl in Petty's entourage.

 

Well-played. They killed the goose that laid the golden eggs. By the goose's request.

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Thank a merciful heaven.

Just like Beetlejuice watching The Exorcist, this gets funnier every time I watch it.

Just curious, Leftards: How did wetting your pants and shrieking about reality work out for you for the last year?

 

 

Just wondering.

 

How about all that fake news hysteria?

Not getting the traction you'd hoped when the media shat out fake story after fake story?

 

 

Obozocare is toast without the individual mandate; DACA looks DOA, and Trump is pushing for the Wall, so all that seems to leave is, um, "locking Her up..."

Say, what is in that FISA memo that has everyone crapping in their drawers...?

 

 

Happy 1st anniversary, Mr. President.

How To Handle A Shakedown

h/t Kenny

Entitled race hustlers and their shysters want some of Georgetown U.'s cash:

(WASHINGTON DC) One-hundred-and-eighty years after Jesuit priests sold slaves to save Georgetown University from financial ruin, a group of descendants is calling for restitution.
The university’s president has apologized for the sale, and the school has taken steps to make amends. But Georgetown owes its existence to the money made from the sale of 272 enslaved people,

I fully agree with this suit.

Everyone who actually picked cotton, and was actually sold into slavery by Georgetown U., should immediately present their claims at trial, including birth certificates and slave Bills of Sale. Then they can explain what law was broken in 1838, and under what legal argument they deserve compensation now.

Everyone else should be kicked out of the courthouse for lack of any standing, and expiration of the statute of limitations decades ago, hard enough that their asses don't hit the ground until they clear the steps.

After being assessed and fined for their share of defendant's legal bills.

Then the lawyers who presented the suits for plaintiffs should spend some time - we're talking some weeks, not a few hours - jailed for contempt of court, to contemplate the error of wasting the court's time with this kind of judicial horsesh*t.

Pour encourager les autres.

If they are amenable to waving their Eighth Amendment rights, I would accept having them placed in unsupervised public stocks in lieu of jail, for an equal period of time, on a 1:1 basis.
IIRC, it's a little chilly in D.C. just now, but they should have plenty to eat, what with all the fruit and raw eggs that'll certainly be coming their way.

If that proves unsatisfactory to them, all the plaintiffs should be presented with their share of damages for the civil manslaughter of 364,511 who died in the Civil War, payable at once, with interest.

All such claims to be discharged immediately if they drop their claims now and for all time with prejudice, and publicly say "Thank you" in open court, for the sacrifices which allowed them to live as free men in a free country, and never darken the court's doorstep again with this hogwash.

The lawyers still do the times in jail or the stocks, either way.

If the lawyers choose jail instead of the stocks, they should be required to pick cotton by hand until such time as the judge thinks they've learned the lesson. One squawk about either option, and disbarment proceedings for frivolous lawsuits are instituted immediately against the lot.

Slow Learner Alert: ZFG

 

This is fifty-sixty guys I know in meatspace.
And they're the calm, reasonable, rational ones.

The dozen or so crazy m*****f*****s have already sharpened the axes, loaded the plastic sheeting and trash bags in their car trunks, and dug the holes out in the desert for you.

Just saying.

Just Following Orders In Britistan

h/t WRSA

 

(Embiggens.)

Come and get me, coppers.

If the cuck-Brit coppers want to arrest him, the corpse of Sir Winston lies in the graveyard of St. Martin’s Church, Bladon, in Oxfordshire.

Ask the Britistanis if it’s still hate speech when it’s a matter of historical record.

Bunch of pussified wankers.

(And for those both faint of heart and historically ignorant, that gesture doesn't stand for "victory" in Formerly Great Britain, any more than the following picture means "You're number one". Lest anyone be confused.)

Orwell would have been slitting their throats by now, but clearly his line has been bred out, and the best part of their country ran down the crack of their women’s hindquarters decades ago.

Condolences to those now trapped behind enemy lines.
The chair is against the door.

Nothing short of heads on poles will avail now.

Srsly?

Apparently Newsweak is all butthurt by this accurate piece of copy from Spike's Tactical (purveyors of AR-15 toys), and Pipe Hitter's Union apparel.

1) Kudos to Spike's Tactical and Pipe Hitter's Union for sponsoring the art.
2) Spike's has apparently doubled down, told Newsweak to get stuffed, and essentially suggested they apply some Butthurt Cream to that.
3) No one's heard a peep from Antifa, as they've only been seen on milk cartons since their Nov. 8th yawp to the heavens failed to dislodge Trump, just as all their violent agitation served only to harden the Right's resistance to their childish tantrums.

Regarding the copy, 27 firearms companies in North America could learn a lesson.
Starting with getting their nuts out of the jar on the shelf, and putting them back on.

As for Newsweak's whinging, three words:
Boo.
Fucking.
Hoo.

When the Leftards can get their superheroes of anarchy to set down their cocoa and get up off of mommie's couch,

Antifa, off duty and between gigs.

they may find the rules have swerved a bit against them, and this isn't the fight they thought it was going to be.

And when you can't even carry off a socialist rant in the city park in Berzerkely, Califrutopia, without getting a PR-24 shampoo from the local tame cops, it's Game Over, pussies.

You should have stayed in the basement playing WoW.

And those of you who were worried about this pustule of Leftism amounting to anything serious should be a little ashamed too.

This punch was educational. She hasn't been to a protest since.
And for the record: this is when it's okay to punch a Nazi.

Pay Attention

h/t Kenny

If you're really lucky, all they'll do is hurt you.

Non futuis nobiscum. Words to live by.

Ex Libris - Survival & Austere Medicine - An Introduction

h/t WRSA

If you've never visited FerFAL's (Fernando Aguirre) blog, you oughta.
He's an Argentine, who looks at survival through the lens of someone who lived through Argentina's post-Falklands (Malvinas) War financial collapse and aftermath.

Brought up today because Pete from WRSA noticed this FREE download of a four-star excellent disaster/SHTF medical reference.

Posted here.

PDF download here.
Survival & Austere Medicine - An Introduction - 3d edition
22.14MB, 614 pages, color illustrations

Compiled mainly by Oz and Kiwi docs and nurses, with a lot of crossover listing US equivalent meds/measurements, and based on a lot of give and take from their online medical forums and FAQs, I'm 380 pages in, and it's four-star (out of five) AWESOME.
(Did I mention it's FREE?)

I have a few quibbles. (But they invited feedback, so I'll be sending them a few notes for their 4th ed.) But they're minor.

In short, download this book, print it out, and store a copy on a thumb drive. It's a damned good comprehensive "introductory" reference to disaster medicine, whether just on a desert island, or after the zombpocalypse.

And I'm working this weekend, so this will do for post fodder. Hopefully by next week, I can get through the other 234 pages.

This should go on your medical reference shelf, like it will mine. In a local small disaster, or a major civilizational meltdown, as the platoon sergeant reminded us, "you WILL see this material again, ladies."

But as you're probably lacking a couple of decades of hands-on that I've got, you should spend an ass-numbing amount of time reading it first, soon, and repeatedly, and then hands-on practicing as much of it as you can while no one's life is at stake.

Get cracking.
And then thank the nice folks for handing you a $100 current medical textbook for FREE.
This is good stuff.

Special Snowflake PSA

Here ya go, Snowflakes:

Wear it with pride.

Good Question

Trump 2020. BFYTW.

 

So, we've gone from a president who spent his first year in office calling America the shithole, to one who puts that shoe on the right foot.

 

I'm looking for a downside.

 

O Give Me A F**king Break!

h/t Kenny

 

Baltimoron press liars are butthurt, with no idea what's going on:

 

(BALTIMORE)The University of Maryland Medical System is investigating an incident at its midtown campus in Baltimore in which a woman is seen on video outside the hospital wearing just a gown.

The video shows what looks like four security guards, one with a wheelchair, walking away from a bus stop outside the hospital on the outskirts of Mount Vernon. A woman is seen near the bus stop dressed in a gown and socks. Her belongings are packed in plastic bags that have also been placed at the bus stop.

Without any more information than they had before publishing, I give you the following:

Real answer, to a 99.9997% certainty:

Homeless troll with a cartload of her trash showed up at the ER looking for bed and breakfast indefinitely because it was cold outside, and the shelter would have made her get rid of her booze and dope first, no medical emergency existed, and then she refuses to leave when discharged, after wasting the staff's time and skipping out on $1K or more of medical care and testing to determine that she was only full of shit and lice.
She's in a patient gown (which is the only clean thing she's had on in a month) because her clothes, pried off her body by staff in hazmat suits, have become so matted, wet, sweaty, filthy, and vermin-infestedly disgusting even she doesn't want to put them back on, and are part of what's in all those plastic bags.

This only happens about daily to weekly in every ER I've worked in, going back a mere twenty years, especially from October to March.

And the fuckwits that complain about this kind of bullshit without knowing their asses from a hole in the ground can't figure out why they're still sitting their fat asses in my waiting room 6-8 hours later, because I can't get a fat troll like this to put on her clothes, gather her forty-seven shopping bags of shit, and GTFO so I can decon her room and see a real patient, until three security guards and two techs "help" her hit the bricks.

And if she had met the criteria for a mental health hold, the same assholes would be bitching that she was incarcerated against her will and her civil rights violated for keeping her in the hospital.

Damned if you do, damned if you don't. Simple answer: Open hunting season, and start shooting them on sight. If the assholes are going to bitch either way, at least get the satisfaction of solving the problem once and for all.

Thank your congress shitweasel for voting EMTALA into law.

Discharged?
She should be chained up in leg irons, and forced to shovel snow on the public roads to pay her bill and fine and cover the cost of green bologna sandwiches, in lieu of six months' jail time.

Also notable: no one's asking WTF her own family is in all this (because they intuitively know already they're a bunch of no-account shitbags too), but they're more than happy to portray the hospital, which did more for her than anyone has probably in forever, as the villains.

And fuck those giving this kind of shitheadedness "a voice". They deserve a bayonet right up the ass to the hilt, and then spun around a bit.

Journalist = Retard

h/t Cold Fury

Andrew Klavan ably dismembers the lamestream mediatards' narrative on Trump:

(PJ MEDIA) All of what I’ve seen of Fire and Fury so far seems more sound and fury, a tale told by an idiot, signifying nothing. Donald Trump was so ignorant he didn’t know who John Boehner was, Wolff writes. It took me a fifteen-second Google search to prove that wasn’t true. Trump had spoken about Boehner frequently. He played golf with the guy! It’s an important anecdote meant to tell us something about the president of the United States and it’s utterly false. What kind of writer — what kind of publisher — doesn’t check that stuff?
Or consider this description from Wolff’s self-promotion piece for Hollywood Reporter: “Everybody was painfully aware of the increasing pace of [Trump’s] repetitions. It used to be inside of 30 minutes he’d repeat, word-for-word and expression-for-expression, the same three stories — now it was within 10 minutes.”
We know this isn’t true. As recently as October, we saw Trump speak for 45 minutes off-the-cuff under press questioning. Over Christmas, he talked to the New York Times. He’s clearly all there. A big, outlandish character, no question, but no more outlandish than he was in the 1980s. Why should Wolff’s assertion get any sort of attention at all?
The nation’s journalists cover this obvious nonsense because otherwise, they’d have to enter what to them is uncharted territory: the truth.
We are watching our mainstream news media implode. They don’t just jump on any fake news that might make Trump look bad for the few moments before they’re forced to retract it. They’re now actually reporting their fantasies — fantasies in which Trump doesn’t keep making them look like the idiots they are.

Calling someone a "journalist" is now the only politically-correct way to publicly call someone a barking retard without offending actual retarded people.

They're all fake news.

That kid from Hans Christian Andersen, the one who pointed out that the emperor was naked?
He grew up to be Donald Trump.

James Woods: Comedy Legend

h/t Xenophilic

This is master-class stuff right here.
This guy and Dennis Miller are on the sidelines, and the libtards have a plethora of awful unfunny talentless hacks doing late night.
Woods & Miller should be doing a nightly Fox News Huntley/Brinkley show.

The IQ of cable would go up 50 points, even on Fox.

And I'm soooo stealing "Liewatha". Once I clean off my screen.