TEOTWAWKI

This is a pure crack-smoking hopeium fantasy.
Say no to crack, kids.

Tam notes what happens when you put idiots in charge, who suddenly decide that Utopia is possible, if only you get rid of the police. This is a 1st grader's magical-thinking view of How Life Works. Except make that child elected to public office, and allowed to actually try and implement it, and retarded, and a registered Dumbocrat. But I repeat myself.
We could fisk the nonsense in the second set of four panels above, if we wanted to waste as many pages trying to teach a pig to sing.

{If you couldn't help but notice the overwhelming similarity of that codswallop to the "Let's End The War On Drugs Magically By Making Them Legal" arguments, followed by unicorns farting Skittles to all the sincerest boys and girls, go to the head of the Logic Department Faculty.}



"I think you should be more explicit here in Step Two..."

Peter independently picks up the "Let's get rid of the police" nonsense, and points out where that sort of Hopeium huffing leads, and follows the breadcrumbs to the actual Phase Two.

"But let’s say these ultra-progressive municipal governments could get their wish and abolish the police in their cities entirely. What would happen? Inevitably, an armed group would emerge and impose a monopoly on the use of force."

And offers first-person experience and familiar examples of where that heads.


Let's bring it home:

That's exactly what happens.

It's also what the anarcho-communist Left wants to happen.

Because it self-legitimizes the need for a dictatorial Commie power grab, to "clean up society". Since ever, the whole thing is a Left-wing con job, exactly like advertising.

Create the need for the otherwise needless; then meet the new "need".
They've just taken ads for dishsoap and popcorn makers to their logical political extreme.

It's a riff on the Mafia's "protection" racket:
"That's a nice society you have there; be a real shame if it suddenly burned down."

The only answer to that is to shoot the "salesmen"; and then hunt down and exterminate the guy who sent the salesmen, and all their minions, to the last man, and last child.

Nothing less will suffice.

The Left, whether they realize it or not, is setting the table for an existential war of survival, down to the last side standing.

It's a recipe for civil war on a biblical Armageddon scale.
Everyone's families and entire lifestyle are the chips in that game.

Kill all they send.
Then find and destroy the nest.
First one to go ugliest the fastest wins.

Any half measures are a recipe for self-destruction.
Dresden and Hiroshima were a template.
Second place prize is a body bag.

What we're all witnessing daily right now is the Left's Useful Idiots trying to completely upend civilization, to suit their own ends.

Half of them think they can win. The other half would rather burn everything down to try, knowing they cannot win, and not caring anyways.

This is logic via Lucifer:
"If I cannot rule everything, I'll burn it all down." 

The answer to that, as ever, comes out of the barrel of a gun, and at the point of sword and spear. And on the scale we're talking about, when ammunition runs out, that's exactly what it's going to be.

Conflict on that scale - war to the knife; knife to the hilt - has only one immutable commandment:

Don't lose.

 

Because we've all seen, throughout history, what happens when socialism - whether national or international - makes the trains run on time.
And we already know where the boxcars unload.

 

Allow Me To Summarize:

Thank you, and good night.
And the second night is a rerun of the first.

When Insanity Reigns, Parody Becomes Impossible

Posting this now, because in five minutes or so, it'll be the headline on Drudge...:

Four Strikes And Yer Out!

"(TWADDLE) Attorney for Leland Keyser, lifelong friend of Ford, who Dr. Ford says was at the party where the alleged incident with Kavanaugh occurred says “Ms. Keyser does not know Mr. Kavanaugh and she has no recollection of ever being at a party or gathering where he was present, with, or without, Dr. Ford.”

IOW,

"Crissy, you loon, what party?? There was never any such party. Take your meds, girlfriend, you're losing your freaking mind again." 

Two to one Ford never testifies.

 

 

Irish's Field Guide: The Democrats Pictorial Guide To Women Who Know Brett Kavanaugh...Kinda, Sorta, Maybe...

It's Not White Supremacy When We Do It

h/t Mike

Princess Castro and friend "Kleagle" keeping it real for their oppressed white homies.



As Crown Princess of Communism and poster child for why Puerto Rico should have been given independence and cut loose 20 years ago, congressional candidate and professional gadfly nothingburger Loopy Estupida-Tonto was spotted sending out coded hatespeech to her brothers-from-another-mother over at Stormfront on a WPO ("White People Only") flight winging her from a pig picking hoedown and klan rally back to La Guardia airport this week.
She'd apparently only dropped in on her way back from getting tips on graft, corruption, and incompetence from the mayor of San Juan PR, and apologizing personally for calling her adopted sort-of-homeland that she's never lived in a bunch of genetic retards, in her remarks earlier this summer, after winning her slam-dunk primary with nearly 7% of the registered vote.

A spokeshole for the United States Coast Tards stated that "As far as we know, she's never been a member of the Coast Tards, but if she was, we'd totally have thrown her out for this."

Her congressional campaign office refused comment, nor could they provide any explanation for why it was necessary for a never-elected unemployed former cocktail waitress to be jetting around, when, at last look, her entire potential district could be visited using nothing more high tech than subway tokens and a taxicab. And the requisite sizeable security detail.

They did deny that she had ever participated in any cross burnings, claiming "Those pictures were photoshopped!" and vehemently denied allegations that she had tried "passing for white", in the expensive suburb she was raised in, so that she wouldn't have to attend public school in the shithole neighborhood her parents clawed their way out of diverse neighborhoods that she now hopes to loot, pilfer, exploit for cheap political theater, shake down, and totally shaft represent in Congress, after party bosses in the 98% Democrat district finish filling out all the absentee ballots from party faithful, comatose in convalescent hospitals, or enjoying peaceful slumber in the surrounding cemeteries, and giving her the 112% victory margin that's she's expected to receive in the upcoming mid-term.

Speaking off the record, a number of her campaign staffers pointed out that the Democrat party enjoys a long tradition of having a "big tent", including "re-electing KKK members to history-making endless terms in the House and Senate, being the driving force behind starting the Civil War, maintaining slavery, enacting Jim Crow laws after Reconstruction, and turning police attack dogs and fire hoses on pushy busybody Jew and uppity colored hooligans during the Civil Rights Era, and finally, enacting enervating and family-destroying welfare programs and affirmative action quotas in return for their voting bloc, in order to destroy the black family for multiple generations, and handicap them all as nothing but under-educated malcontent grievance-mongers in perpetuity. Because otherwise, we'd have lost every election since 1932, instead of creating a permanent racial underclass to vote for a living, instead of working for a living, like those racist Republicans wanted."

Reading from her teleprompter, Ms. Mestizo Salmagundi-Cracker also reminded her potential voters that "After all, Martin Luther King wasn't just a negro, he was a Republican negro, which was why both LBJ and FBI Director-For-Life J. Edgar Hoover investigated and wiretapped him illegally him for twenty years. White Power and keeping those jigaboos down on the plantation isn't just something we do, it's who we are."

They then asked us to let Democrats know that they really need the party faithful to do their job, and show up this November, so their ballots can be harvested from the urban vote plantation that is the Democrat Party's most reliable source of unearned moral superiority, and suckers selling votes for welfare political support in her combat zone Turd-World shithole vibrant and diverse beacon of cosmopolitan life in her multicultural metropolis.

It's a Weather Report, Not Whether Report

h/t Gun Free Zone

I Told Ya So.

Now imagine what happens if the Blue Wave in November turns out to be a swirl in the porcelain bowl:

If you think they've freaked out and chimped out so far, "you ain't seen nothin' yet!"

This isn't forecasting, by any stretch. It's just plugging constants into the equations for velocity and gravity.
IOW, the apples never fall far from the tree, and always lower than.

Look to your contingency plans.
And pre-flight your helicopters.

The forecast is for scattered sportiness, with occasional moonbat outbursts. Some areas may experience Leftard extreme supercells, and flashmob flooding from liberal tears. Hail the size of jackholes is possible. Chance of massive retardation is 100%. Not if, just when.

"I Made A Snowman"

h/t Free North Carolina

This didn't actually happen. But it could, which is far worse.

If somebody like P.J. O'Rourke had written this, it would go viral, and anchor a satirical comedy bestseller.

But it's just the friend of a guy at his blog.

And it should still go viral.

Hillarious, rage-inducing, and satirical truthiness with the precision of a laser beam.

It's the reason satire sites like The Onion are struggling, because it becomes impossible to parody the idiocy and shenanigans going on in society when the perpetrators are crazier than a dumpster full of sewer rats, and whose every daily antic is more insane than the wildest flights of satiric imagination.

I give you, in its entirety, Free North Carolina's

"I Made A Snowman"

8:00 - I made a snowman.

8:10 - A feminist passed by and asked me why I didn't make a snow woman.

8:15 - So, I made a snow woman.

8:17 - My feminist neighbor complained about the snow woman's voluptuous
chest saying it objectified snow women everywhere.

8:20 - The gay couple living nearby threw a hissy fit and moaned it could
have been two snow men instead.

8:22 - The transgender man..woman...person asked why I didn't just make one
snow person with detachable parts.

8:25 - The vegans at the end of the lane complained about the carrot nose,
as veggies are food and not to decorate snow figures with.

8:28 - I am being called a racist because the snow couple is white.

8:31 - The Muslim gent across the road demands the snow woman wear a burqa.

8:40 - The Police arrive saying someone has been offended.

8:42 - The feminist neighbor complained again that the broomstick of the
snow woman needs to be removed because it depicted women in a domestic
role.

8:43 - The council equality officer arrived and threatened me with eviction.

8:45 - TV news crew from the ABC shows up. I am asked if I know the
difference between snowmen and snow-women? I reply, "Snowballs" and am now called a sexist.

9:00 - I'm on the News as a suspected terrorist, racist, homophobic,
sensibility offender, bent on stirring up trouble during difficult
weather.

9:10 - I am asked if I have any accomplices. My children are taken by social
services.

9:29 - Far left protesters offended by everything are marching down the
street demanding for me to be beheaded.

Moral: There is no moral to this story. It's just a view of the world in
which we live today, and it is only getting worse.

This sort of nonsense, imaginary though it is, is ripped straight from the headlines.
It is the kind of thing that only ends when one side or the other is heaped up in mounds of bodies.

Actual corpses, as far as the eye can see, with cities in smoldering heaps of ashes.

As CA frequently notes at WRSA, "This is where we are. Imagine where we'll be..."

Baby Duck Syndrome...Redux

h/t Weasel Zippers

Because everything in life is as new to them as it is to brand new baby duck, and they have a memory shorter than the amount of time Kevin Spacey's last movie was in wide release, the Leftards forget obvious lessons:

(EXCREMENTO, CA)The California Democratic Party chairman is calling for a boycott of In-N-Out Burger after it was revealed this week that the fast food chain donated $25,000 to the California Republican Party. 

Eric Bauman, Califrutopia Democrat  Communist Party Chairman, tweeted "Tens of thousands of dollars donated to the California Republican Party... it’s time to #BoycottInNOut — let Trump and his cronies support these creeps... perhaps animal style!"

Genius on parade, right there.

Challenge accepted, @$$hole.

Somebody over at Moonbat Central should call over to Chick-Fil-A, and ask how about how that boycott turned out, when the moonbat collective decided that a Christian CEO couldn't have an opinion on how wrong gay marriage is. 

In-N-Out Burger, a family-owned private concern since it opened in 1948, and now operating in six states all the way to Texas, won't have to worry about stock splits and beating share earnings reports as a result of the certain windfall the boycott will bring, but the family shareholders can look forward to fatter piggy banks as a result of this asinine attempt to hijack a dining decision into a political question.

Personally, as a former employee (for three whole days) of the chain in my youf, and a fan of their absolutely fabulous everything-McDonalds'-burgers- aren't big fat fatty thick double cheesburgers (Animal Style, of course), and shakes you need a spoon to drink, I'll be eating there every time I do the drive-thru thing UFN. There's a reason the line outside their locations is always a block long: their food is fantastic. Knowing I'm sticking it to the Leftards is just a free dessert.

If you live in an area where their fare is available, and you've eaten there, you know what I'm talking about. If not, you've spent your life eating second-rate burgers.

And if you're a certain age, you've seen, or had on your own car, one of their bumper stickers, carefully trimmed to double-entendre perfection. Growing up in SoCal, there was one on just about every other car.

I think the CA Dumbocrat Party is about to feel the Bern.

UPDATE: The backlash is already smacking the hell out of the Dems.
(The Twitter twaddle storm is furiously against the boycott, and James Woods delivered a one-tweet smackdown himself.) Not least of which because it turns out, In-N-Out dumps a ton of money into local charities, and also sends identical sums to both political parties!
Oops.

It'd be doubly funny if next time around, they decide to skip that check to the DNC, and double down on the one to the GOP.

Go, Team Moron! Boycott yourselves right into insanity.

Moonbattery

h/t to Peter at Bayou Renaissance Man

It's Not Nice To Fool Mother Nature

h/t Kenny

Public Psychosis Department:

(Diversity Navy via WaPoo) A biological female who transitioned to become a male is experiencing the other side of the gender coin, and is being accused of committing what feminists allege are male behavior sins.
“I was an outspoken radical feminist,” before transitioning, 52-year-old San Diego resident Zander Keig told The Washington Post Friday.
Keig now works as a clinical social work case manager at San Diego’s Naval Medical Center. She started transitioning in 2005.
She told WaPo that she was encouraged to speak up loudly and often when she was a woman, but now that she looks like and identifies as a man, she gets accused of “mansplaining,” “taking up too much space” or “asserting my white male heterosexual privilege,” by outspoken feminists like her former self.

Sorry Snowflakes: It doesn't matter if you take buckets full of hormones, or even have a surgeon do an addadicktomy, you're never going to "transition" to being a man. She's a male like Rachel Dolezal is black, or Elizabeth Warren is Indian: it's merely a form of untreated psychosis.

"Hello, Cultural Appropriation Police? I'd like to report a crime..."

It's a free country; you can even deny reality.
You just don't get to avoid the consequences of denying reality. Which, in this case, is her feminazi friends not liking her, because her denial cuts into their fantasies, and steps on their toes.

The question of her sex was settled for this loudmouthed whackjob 53 years ago, in the womb.

That reality is harsh, but it's always fair. She can claim any one of 57 genders she wants, but she doesn't get to lay off her personality disorders and rampant psychosis on the one thing she knows nothing about, firsthand: the male sex.

So even though she doesn't really have one, she's just guilty of being a dick.

And now she's finding out the hard way it's also not nice to try to fool Mother Nature.

Somebody should tell her to transition back: loudmouth pushy androgynous women are about as rare as white on rice, in most cities, especially in 'Dago. Even more so on board a Navy base. She'll fit in just fine there. If it makes her feel better, she can even still dress like a grown-up tomboy, and no one will care.

They'll just have to deal with the reality that she's really just an ugly overbearing butch lesbian, rather than a dude, and she'll have to take responsibility for her own actions, instead of trying to blame her attempted adopted gender.

 

On This Day

On July 6th in 1885, French microbiologist and medical trailblazer Louis Pasteur successfully treated  9-year-old Joseph Meister for rabies, which was previously a death sentence, and made vaccination the magic bullet that began to rid the planet of diseases, and spare billions the legacy of millennia of incurable maladies. (Smallpox, once the scourge of humanity and slayer of hundreds of millions since at least 300 BC, was wiped out completely in 1980, solely and entirely by preventative vaccinations of the type pioneered by Pasteur.)















Until college dropout Playmate of the Year and pretend doctor Jenny McCarthy came along 120 years later, and concluded all that medico-sciencey stuff was just a massive plot to give children autism and make pharmaceutical companies rich, or something, giving a lingerie-thin patina of credibility to legions of low-IQ anti-vaxxer whackjobs who got tired of looking for extra-terrestrials, Bigfoot, and the Loch Ness monster, and now have a new hobby to pursue.

You Say You Want A Revolution

Someone over at SiG's has thrown up the hoary specter of the early Seventies as proof that things now aren't that big a deal.

Au contraire, mes amis.

Calling up the specter of The Seventies without noting that we were amidst a grossly unpopular war, taking thousands of casualties per annum and doling them out in the tens of thousands, by dropping metric fucktons of bombs on a Turd-world country the approximate size of Georgia, kind of misses the point.

It also overlooks entirely the rather salient point that at the time, airline security was mainly provided by asking you to fasten your seatbelt, and the whole of America was one monstrous soft target to everything from malicious mischief to outright terrorism, from sea to shining sea.

Had we simply sent forth the hue and cry, and declared open season on the miscreants at the time, they wouldn't have been around in 2008 as college professors to cheer on their protégé to become the first foreign communist president of this republic.

These two old communist pigs should either be hiding in exile in Cuba,
or dead like Che. EXACTLY like Che.

We are, by any objective standard, at relative peace with the world at this point in time compared to 1972, and even the paltry protest movements against what we have done and are doing militarily would fit inside a phone booth at most places and times, from 2001 to present.

The current violence is expressly directed at actually overthrowing the elected government, and specifically attempting to undermine the whole of society, not protest of a foreign war, and the simple fact is that even amidst the Sixties and Seventies, no one sane (note that fact recurs then and now) was even remotely advocating burning everything down because of self-hatred and loathing.

The current violence is unprecedented in scope because such self-destruction is the entire point, not to correct a perceived wrong, but to purge a perceived evil, root and branch.

That's the sort of thing that begets bloodshed on a scale approved of and witnessed previously only by the likes of Mao, Stalin, Hitler, and Robbespierre.

It's never been tried AFAIK in world history against a well-armed opposition, and previous experience hereabouts suggests days like Antietam may be on the rosy side of what's to come.

Compared to the last two years, 1972 was laughably irrelevant hijinks.
Back then, cultural icons on the Left openly mocked the lunatic fringe, and brilliantly.

Nowadays, the Left's cultural icons ARE the Lunatic Fringe, because that whole side of the political aisle has become the Lunatard Mainstream, and their certifiably bat-shit crazy icons are leading the charge. Every damned day.

If John Lennon and George Harrison were alive today, and the boys got together to sing something ridiculing the Leftist apparatchiks that pointedly, today's Leftards would put them all up against a wall and shoot them, for cause. For their cause, in fact.

The current Leftard madness isn't a movement to change your mind; it's a fervent wish to blow out your brains.

That is going to end in nothing short of blood and tears, mark my words.

They Write Themselves, I Swear...

h/t Irish

 

QED - Marine Commandant Surrenders, Slits Corps' Throat

h/t Vox Populi

New motto: Semper Perfututum

And now, the other shoe drops:

(CAMP PUSSYVILLE) The Marine Corps has made a major change to its Infantry Officer Course. The first big challenge for many was a test of physical fitness. If you passed, you moved on. If you didn’t, you washed out. The test was especially difficult for women who had to meet the same standard as the men. Not anymore.

The Infantry Officer Course now uses the physical fitness test as an exercise, and not a pass/fail requirement.

Officials with Marine Corps Training and Education Command told Military.com “that Marine Corps Commandant Gen. Robert Neller had made a decision in November to transform the test from a high-stakes hurdle to an assessment from which students can drop without risking their place in the course.”

FTR, this was the reason most women failed out of IOC: they couldn't hack the physical requirements, and never will.

The wall was too high for Combat Barbie, and so Dickless Neller has now lowered it.
Welcome to the Pussy Corps.

Neller's a gutless pussy fucktard, and for letting him get away with it, so is SecDef Mattis.
A bigger pair of douchecanoes has not graced the Corps' leadership since douchecanoe LameUs Amos, whom Neller replaced, and the misbegotten Queer Posse who ran HopeyDopey's DoD.

The new Marine Corps colors are pink and yellow, not scarlet and gold.
Pink, for the new Feminist Corps.
Yellow, for the stripe running down the backs of those running the show.
Those colors won't run, but the non-hackers selected to leadership will.

The only red you're going to see in the Corps ever again, is going to be leaking from the body bags filled with America's dead sons, victims of trying to square the circle of physiology by kowtowing to the imaginary necessity of "Everybody Plays".

This is what happens when you hand the fighting forces in the Pentagon over to a bunch of can't-cut-it Little League moms and dads.

I cannot, in good conscience, recommend anyone, ever, enlist or accept a commission in any branch of the putrescence that is the American military, and would, in all cases, recommend exactly the opposite.

They're dead to me.

And if you're in the military, GTFO.
Run, don't walk, as far away from this trainwreck-in-the-making as you can.
Those pussified assholes are going to get you killed for some dumbass libtard diversity bean shibboleth, and we're going to need you when (and not if) we end up fighting on our own soil and shores, not dead somewhere picking up the slack for some affirmative-action Barbie with daddy issues because she was a daughter instead of a son.

I'll let the more imaginative readers extrapolate in their own heads the second- and third-order consequences of utterly surrendering the military, wholesale, to this sort of PC bullshit, and what the future looks like for a nation with a second- or third-rate military in perpetuity, where the only core value is making people feel good, rather than winning wars.

Here's a hint of coming attractions, courtesy of Amazon.

For movie fans, this was the whistle of the last train out of Paris in 1940.

Get your tickets in order.

Dancing In The Blood Of The Victims

It's nice to know you can always count on Hollyweird celebutards, mostly high school dropouts, who work behind gated walls, live inside walled mansions in gated communities, and only venture out in public among the hoi polloi when there's more armed security than at an Israeli-Palestinian summit meeting at the White House, to jump on their idiot boxes, and show us their little twit tweets about how Las Vegas proves a need for more gun control laws, because reasons, evidently the 30,000 such laws already on the books not being quite enough yet to suit them.
 
Celebutards: If thinking was your forte, you'd be college professors, not human circus animals.
 
I'm not even bothering to excerpt the ones from the link, because if you ever had a bad burrito, you've probably already dropped those same arguments right into the porcelain at home in your own Thinking Room. 

We also know you're just virtue-signaling, because your real feelings were captured when a (suddenly former) SeeBS executive shyster got fired at the speed of rockets up her ass this morning, for tweeting that I’m actually not even sympathetic because country music fans often are Republican gun toters.”

Shut up and dance, monkeys. And somewhere besides in the pool of blood from the victims.

And think real long and hard about what your next outdoor concert would be like if the Right were really the homicidal maniacs you project about endlessly and knee-jerk reflexively, despite time after time it being your own tards doing the gunslinging.

Notably, you could probably count on your thumbs the airheaded bastards who tweeted anything like "prayers and support", or where to donate blood, or will give one red cent of their own money to help the victims. Tragedy only exists to give them a pile of bodies to stand on for a stage, and tell us lesser boobs how they think we should live. How majestic of their royal flaming jackholishnesses.

If Congress wants to revoke permission for Leftists to own guns and declare the DNC a terrorist group, we can talk about making society safer for everyone.

"No Motive"

As usual, "no motive" for the shooting.

As noted by a twitter feed posted at WRSA:

automatic weapon
father wanted by FBI
laughing with ISIS on Instagram
ISIS said he converted to Islam
anti-Trump on his Facebook page

In 1 hour, @FBI says Stephen Paddock was
not affiliated with ISIS but it takes them over
12 months to determine whether Trump is
paid by Putin.

ISIS has frequently made false claims of affiliation for their own purposes in the past, but to rule them out peremptorily and based on zero actual investigation is flatly ridiculous, and the work of pure @$$clowns.

Oh wait, sorry; I forgot, we're talking about the FBI.