Showing posts with label monkeywrenching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monkeywrenching. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Reference Reminder

 































For Informational Purposes, the above list of keywords is the ones that set the NSA's e-mail and online post-searching machinery into hyperdrive. Feel free to sprinkle them liberally into anything from blogposts to gumbo recipes, or avoid them altogether, depending upon whether you wish to Cloward-Piven their Cray supercomputers into letharagic fits, or avoid further scrutiny of anything you send online.

If you have a sense of humor, using some form of simple encryption far less secure than PGP, (Think Aurabesh, Klingon, or an A=1, B=2, Z=26 cipher), and writing a series of letters and replies between two dead and anonymous email accounts describing their upcoming terrorist operation(s) - purely as research for your unpublished thriller novel, of course - would be quite a hoot.)

9 25 11 25 11

Bonus Pro Tip:

Ciphers are generally encrypted in blocks of 5 numbers, e.g.:

68768 79667 52894 57823 49571

98235 79037 21974 13745 10983

79087 23409 81231 67981 65874

87649 76494 87489 46498 64948

94654 33748 97345 98352 37352

The assumption on the part of TPTB is that anything encrypted is probably nefarious.

And you can find random character generators online that will spew out thousands of characters of gibberish using the entire keyboard assortment, absolutely free.

Ain't technology grand?

Wednesday, October 20, 2021

Fully Endorsed: Paging Lesco Brandon...

h/t Drawn Cutlass

 



Feel free to page your friend, Lesco Brandon, anywhere you have the option.


Tell him he needs to meet his best friend, Eidabagga Dix.

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Squeeze That Jello, Uncle

h/t WRSA







This would be bad: The Digital Gulag.

RTWT.

"A good tactic is one your people enjoy." - Saul Alinsky, Rules For Radicals

This would be fun:

Imagine how upsetting it might be in certain quarters if any 50M persons all created a functional (or even half-assed) AR lower from an 80% job, and affixed the serial number and markings of another one they already owned, so they had a "turn-in" all ready for Collection Day. What if  ¡gasp! all their completed lowers all had the same serial number affixed?

IBM: meet Cloward-Piven. Best wishes untangling that Gordian knot. Over and over again.

And you'd better hope they don't start doing the same thing with license plates, or System gonna Fall Down Go Boom.

BTW: "That's a nice camera pole ya got there. It'd be a shame if a Big Truck ran into it, and every other one, and you couldn't make enough replacements even if you shifted General Motors and GE to nothing but camera production 24/7. God forbid someone makes a fake work crew, turns off your water main at 3AM, and then concretes the curbside box and shuts your downlink sites or fusion center down for a week at a time. You might could have a fire on premises right afterwards too. Wouldn't that be a flaming mess?"

Bonus points if folks making bogus "turn-ins" had happened to strip key bits and bobs, parts and sub-assemblies off first, for future use as spares.

Ditto for Glock and M1911 frames.

Of course, that would be doubleplus ungood badthink behavior, and of course all those surreptitious freshly-minted criminals would now have exactly what they started with, and then some, and still be invisible little guerrillas swimming among the sea of the greater population. And poor Uncle with no screws left to tighten after their targets had already willingly "complied". 









Who knows? Some of them might even gain some wee familiarity with machine tools and such, and next thing you know there'd be all these non-existing full auto Stens floating around, with no records whatsoever. Ditto for suppressors for everything.

"Now we have some machineguns. Ho-ho-ho."

Soooper Scary Thought for Mr. Batfeeb:What if metric f**ktons of Naughty People have already done that, and in fact had been doing it for years?!?

OH NOES!!!

Wait: a government idea that failed epicly? Stop the presses!!!

So let's re-visit how squeezing all that jell-o through .Gov's fingers is going to work.

This is before any random little bands of good ole boys decide that a big gun turn-in is a juicy target in and of itself, whether for the materiel, or the target-rich environment, or both.

Now Uncle has to crack down, and go door-to-door. 

Or more likely, go Dorner-to-Dorner, after they mega-radicalize Normies by the tens of thousands.













Even worse: What if some anonymous forward-thinking and civic-minded folks made a present to their trusted nearby neighbors of one of any dozen non-serialized weapons, together with a care package of a couple of magazines and a box of rounds, and left them on multiple back porches after dark, "From A Friend", in a plain brown wrapper. Some might get reported, but Uncle would never know to whom and how many had been dropped off like night letters. Many chaos. Much sad.

What if they saved a few extras to plant in the gardens or vehicles of ID'ed snitches, or mid-level targets, and then they anonymously snitched the snitches, and got Uncle to kill off or imprison his own moles and minions. "Hey, no, that's not my illegal gun, Officer Friendly!"

Of course, crooks and drug dealers haven't been using that exact tactic to wipe out their competition since bootlegging days, right?

This in a government with a long and glorious history of not being able to find KGB spies within its own CIA, FBI, and military, for decades despite people on beer paychecks driving around in Ferraris. Yeah, that's gonna work out great for them.

Hilarity ensues, methinks.

People from Uncle playing backgammon and checkers are going to run into serious trouble when they bump into folks who can play chess, and bother to think and plan even a couple of moves ahead.

This country was built by shopkeepers and blacksmiths, and it will be again.

Best laid plans, and all that...



Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Who Knew?

 
















"But if anyone did something, they'd just send a maintenance tech or branch flunky to clean it out, and they'd be back up in a couple of hours..."

Really? Riddle me this:

Would said branch flunkie or maintenance tech gain access to the ATM innards they would supposedly clean with a key, inserted into a lock?

Does Homeless Depot not also sell squirt tubes of epoxy and cyanoacrylate Krazy Glue...?

Asking for a friend.

I further remind all and sundry of the experiment in policing where the authorities in Rome attempted to curb Italian drivers' casual acquaintance with traffic laws by installing hundreds of traffic nannycams all over the city.

And within 3 days, God bless 'em all, the good Italian citizens stole or disabled every single camera.

High tech problems frequently have low tech solutions.

Just saying.

#singlepointoffailure

Sunday, October 28, 2018

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!

Friday, April 20, 2018

That's What I'm Talking About

h/t WRSA
























This is just the sort of thing to do. Funny, painful, and untraceable.

Full points and extra credit to the folks who started the viral campaign to distribute fake Starbuck's burnt coffee to The Diversity, for slavery reparations, inviting the homeless into their stores, etc.

When jackwagons sued to force Christian bakers to make wedding cakes for lesbians, and Antifa decided to go from verbal protest to outright gratuitous destruction for its own sake, they called down the flaming lava from the heavens, and now it's landing full weight on the Lefty supporters at Starbuck's.

How do you Commie bitchez like it when the PC pitbull is sicced on you?

Couldn't happen to a nicer bunch of hipster assclowns, given all the crap on the Lunatic Left to which they've donated.

You raise a pack of baboons, turn them loose on the neighbors, and they come back and tear up your house, and all I'm going to do is laugh.

This sort of own-goal self immolation and chaos is exactly the kind of thing that needs to happen a few thousand more times. When the Leftards find out that playing with matches gets you burned, after a good long cry, and some skin grafts, they'll have two deformed paddle hands left to stop doing that shit to other people.

And if they don't learn the lesson, it's equally funny watching them running around on fire, screaming their little lungs out for the few moments of life they have remaining.

Here's to you Mr. Fake Starbucks Coupons For Black People; you're a Real American Hero.

By the way: Cinco De Mayo is coming up.
It would be a shame to deny illegal aliens free coffee too.
Get busy.
If you were to include coupons for free illegal alien workers in the local Home Depot sale fliers at the front door, and offer them 50% off new iPhones, that's on you too.


Send a wire to the main office, and tell them I said "Ow!"