This Means War

h/t 100% F***ed Up

America. Great while it lasted.

SCOTUS:

 

FRIDAY, DECEMBER 11, 2020
 
 
ORDER IN PENDING CASE
155, ORIG.  TEXAS V. PENNSYLVANIA, ET AL.
 
                 The State of Texas’s motion for leave to file a bill of 
 complaint is denied for lack of standing under Article III of 
 the Constitution.  Texas has not demonstrated a judicially 
 cognizable interest in the manner in which another State 
 conducts its elections.  All other pending motions are dismissed as moot.

The last time SCOTUS so short-sightedly and utterly foolishly decided a case was Dred Scot. We know how that turned out.

With this dismissal, the Supreme Court of the United States has just ruled that the Constitution of the United States no longer has jurisdiction over the United States. In so doing, they have also self-deligitimized any jurisdiction they formerly possessed.

The only answer to that has to start with gunfire, and end with nooses.

Conduct yourselves appropriately. The entire social contract is therefore dissolved.

If you swore an oath to defend the Constitution against all enemies, foreign and domestic, that bill has just come due. The government of the United States has now entered into a state of war with its own people.

If there is no Constitution, there is no law, no republic, and no allegiance due to any authority constituted under it and subservient to it. That includes the national government, and every former US state and territory. At the stroke of a pen, they have all become pretenders.

The time for talking has ended. Come as you are.

May God have mercy on my enemies, for I shall have none.

The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare is now in session. 

Devil take the hindmost.

As I've Pointed Out Many Times



This is your state on libtards and Turd World banana republicans.

For years, which some precision, I've noted here and elsewhere that California's problems are overwhelmingly illegal aliens by the tens of millions, and a similar onslaught from the toothless banjo-playing kinfolk for the Other 49. Now comes official statistical back-up:

(US Census Burea via CNS) Least-Educated State: 2,471,189 California Residents 25 and Older Never Completed 9th Grade; Highest Percentage in Nation

RTWT.

Take your retarded cousins back, and tell your Chamber-of-Commerce captive US senators and congressweasels to fund the entire Border Wall, and things here will reverse as rapidly as they deteriorated (i.e. about a generation).

Fail to do it, and when (not if) we collapse financially, they'll all be going home next whether you like it or not, plus bringing their maids, busboys, dishwashers, and their 14 kids with them.

Ask Virginia how that looks up close, once it happens, as FL and TX purple up nicely over the next 20 years.

Twenty five years after US immigration was thrown wide open, CA flipped from Republican forever, to a wobbler, to a Dem lock.

You lose TX and FL too, and you won't see another [R] president again, ever.
Not even a total RINO squish. That'll be the Whig Party.

Then the most right-wing candidate forever would be someone like Bernie, Nancy Alzheimers, or Evita Guevara-Castro.

Go ahead and try to vote at that.

Cheers.

Communism: Just In Time For May Day!

Imagine a set of tires, running over a face. Forever.

That's the commie darlings beloved of the Lunatard Left in this country, killing protesters in Venezuela yesterday by running them over with armored cars.

Watch it on video:

But once The Man goes Full Retard, and then goes past it all the way to Potato, things become two-way rather quickly.



Lo siento, Fernando, but I don't think the A/C is going to work this time.

Molotov, the drink of dictators since 1917!

I repeat: we shouldn't put one single American boot on the ground there.

But we should be shipping the resistance there all the captured AK-47s and ammunition we've got, 24/7/365, until Maduro is swinging from a light post.

But it's doubtful the Venezuelans left there have the stones to take back their country.

They should try it, though. Payback worked before, and it'll work again.
Remember:

Weimar x Zimbabwe = Venezuela

h/t Daily Timewaster

Evidently from this photo, the easiest way to become a millionaire in Venezuela today is to pick up that many pesos with a wheelbarrow.
(Hot Venezuelan chicks wanting to become American brides for the price of a Big Mac combo!)

Apparently, those bills are worthless as anything but kindling or toilet paper.

Ponder how utterly valueless they'd have to be to just be sitting in the gutter like that, in such numbers.

A smart socialist government (oxymoron alert!) would be selling that crap on E-bay as souvenirs, for hard-currency $US.

A boxed set with Zimbabwean $1,000,000 notes and Weimar reichsmarks might even fetch a pretty penny as a collector's set. Maybe even a penny and a half.

Literally.

Evita Guervara-Castro's office could not be reached for comment.
To be fair, she may be in Caracas, trying to salt away a nest egg of Venezuelan pesos, as that hoard there has to be about what she made in tips the year before her fellow NYFC retards elected her, to dethrone both Speaker Alzheimers and Mad Maxine Waters as the Stupidest Women In Congress.

Unconfirmed rumors are she plans to give away those Venezuelan pesos to help pay for that green New Deal, after they outlaw cars and cows, and nobody has a job but the government gives away money to everyone, and just prints more money to pay for it.

Cuz that'll so work.

Or maybe she's going to use it to pay back her college loans for that international relations and economics degree from Boston U. At least then they'd be getting fair market value for what was delivered.

Foreign Policy Via Twitter

And the unspoken Other Shoe in that Tweet:
"Dear Mexico: You're next on my sh*t list!"

The standard responses I've seen are best summed up by Kenny's post titled
"F**k that, bomb 'em"".

Au contraire, that would be the worst thing to do, for a host of reasons.
And that's the wrong hammer, for a problem that's not a nail. Yet.

Let's don't get recockulous.

You don't fly 1000 miles away to bomb a refugee column, even if it's 98% military-aged male invaders. If we ever do that, it gets done when they're 20 miles away, not 1000 (and after the mid-term elections, if ever). This nonsense is just a sideshow to bigger things.

But if we decided to seize a one-mile-wide buffer 2000 miles long on their side, and invest it with troops while we build the wall, that would be reasonable.

Seizing all remittances to those countries automatically, as the fruit of illegal activity, and contributing to terrorism, would also stop this nonsense in about a heartbeat, fund the military action, and hit those countries where they live. In Mexico alone, it's some good fraction of their yearly GDP, and if it were gone, they'd be in open revolution in about a week.

It would also cost $0 to implement Monday morning.
Demanding Congress permanently outlaw the practice to those countries would similarly be reasonable.

Telling Mexico if they want that brand new trade treaty to stand they'd better end this nonsense is also correct.
If they want to see their food prices quadruple, all they need to do is ignore us.
Once again, that'd be the cue for open revolution in Mexico.

Which would make a military buffer both prudent and necessary.
It means we could then start rounding up illegals as enemy aliens, and deport them permanently over that wall, once and for all.

27 problems solved, by Friday next, at that point, and without bombing anyone or mostly without firing a single shot.

You play ball with the U.S., or you get the bat shoved up your tailpipe.

Mexico is about to learn that lesson, yet again.
Bigly.

But if they want a permanent DMZ-style border, forever, pushing them permanently into Central America, or else taking this as the last warning to fix Shitholia once and for all, and join North America, this idiocy is the right way to go about either outcome.

Which also ought to give ex-pat whiners like Fred Reed reason enough to go deep on tanning spray and tequila and get fluent in Spanish, or slink back to the country he currently lampoons from the safety of Rancho Gringo in Baja Turdistan.

Win-win.

¡Viva!

Just One More Thing...

Third World Wisdom: The Three Rules

During several months spent enjoying both the blistering hot Korean fall, and the arctic-frigid Korean winter one gets during a full Team Spirit, our 5-ton trucks pulling howitzers paraded hither and yon among the countryside, and as well as the dutiful parade of mamasans, who pulled up stakes before we got those orders, and magically were already set up at our next positions before we pulled in, we passed the ubiquitous sidewalk BBQ meatstick vendors.

Bamboo skewers of multiple types of meat were on display 24/7/365, in between three and seven/eight/ten* varieties.

There were only Three Rules one followed religiously for a harmonious outcome:

1) If it's steaming hot, over an open flame,
2) thus fully cooked, and it tastes good to you,
3) Just keep chewing. Don't ask what you're eating.

Nothing you find out by asking for details will make you happier, or improve the flavor.

Write those rules on your hand with laundry marker any time you visit the Third World.
(And in the mid-80s - perhaps even today - rural Korea was very much the Third World, even as modern skyscrapers climbed over the Seoul skyline, and modern factories popped up all over the landscape.)

*Fish, shrimp, chicken, pork, even beef, sure.

Also dog, cat, rat, snake, and any other native species one could catch, cut into strips, season, skewer, and flame-broil, and sometimes even non-native species, like monkey.
When you see drumsticks in the village meat market with paws on them, well...
And no, those cats and dogs in bamboo cages aren't for pets, they're for dinner.

"Don't Ask, Don't Tell" was around in the military long before the Clinton Crime Syndicate came up with it for dealing with gays in uniform.