Showing posts with label things that make you go Hmmm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things that make you go Hmmm. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2025

Thinking Is Hard

 


Imagine you were any of 90% of the Internet commentariat, and imagine you were a total idiot (but I repeat myself).

Irrevocable Truths:

1) Nations don't have friends, they have interests.

2) Israel has nuclear weapons. (50-100, give or take.)

3) Iran does not have any, yet. Despite trying for 40 years. (Exploding nuclear scientists and Stuxnet virus aren't coincidences, in case that thought never crossed your mind.)

4) Iran has missiles that will reach Israel, and if they get so much as one nuclear weapon, you'll know it just about the time the weather in Tel Aviv hits 1400° F.

So, knowing only those four things, does it make more sense (for the Common Core grads: "Is it in America's BEST INTERESTS...") to let things get to #4, knowing that thirty seconds after that, 50-100 nuclear weapons begin their journeys from Israel to every Arab capitol from Tripoli to Islamabad, to every oil field in the region, and every Islamic holy site, starting with Mecca and Medina, igniting a world wide jihad and a Crusade in response in milliseconds, and sending the worldwide price of oil to $5000/barrel by 2PM that day? Probably inducing Islamabad to launch all of theirs, which in turn prompts India to launch all of theirs? (We will leave aside how much this would affect the nuclear responses of China and Russia, which would then influence the nuclear responses of Britain, France, the United States, and possibly involve North Korea, or what that would all mean for the Northern Hemisphere for the next 100-1000 years, for the moment.) 

Or would the world be better served (and more importantly, "Be In America's BEST INTERESTS...") if Tehran and Persian culture were returned to that delightful time when most of the country was lit by fat lamps, fed on goat meat and date cakes, and most of the population travelled by camel between desert oases?

Pick one or the other.

Show all work.

Given the choice between a world without Israel, or a world without Iran as it is now constituted, with all that each choice would necessarily entail, I vote for Iran returning to the stone age.

For but one example of the proposition, consider how marvelously a gentle nudge from civilization improved Japan's interactions with the world circa mid 1945-present, and moderated what had been centuries of militant religious fanaticism and xenophobia.

Monday, July 22, 2024

Range Cards - Lecture and Lab

This embiggens.









Yesterday, BigCountry Expat did a post covering the basics of Range Cards. If you haven't, go RTWT.

Today, we give you a wee bit of practical experience in why they matter.

1) The idea that Fucktard had any kind of a difficult shot last Saturday, when he lined up his sights on Pres. Trump, is recocklulous. He should have shot a "possible", I.E. 10/10, and connected with 80% or more of them, in the bullseye, even with both eyes closed. A 140 yd. shot (or shots) from the prone position was stupid-easy for anyone without 10 left thumbs and Walleye Vision. 99% of anyone reading this would have needed to be Stevie Wonder to miss even twice at that range. 

2) Which is why it's doubly recockulous that the Secret Service, or even the Podunk Short Bus Retard Armed Mall Security, would have inadvertently left any rooftop vantage points completely unsecured at any range inside 1000 yards (6/10ths of a mile), let alone that any one with two functional brain cells would have ever, in a million years, left a roof 140 yards away completely unsecured.

This was not "incompetence".

This was handing a shooter a wide-open and deliberate window of access with plausible deniability, from a range at which anyone reasonable would have thought it "impossible to miss".

A million retards working for a thousand years couldn't "accidentally" make such a boneheaded Security 101 "mistake", and the odds are greater they'd have handed Trump a bullet-resistant protective vest packed - not with kevlar - but with wadded up tissue paper.

Once is happenstance.

Twice is coincidence.

Three times is enemy action.

Five hundred retard-level mistakes in basic security is a blatant assassination conspiracy, and the heads of the USSS and DHS should be waterboarded, then hung by their thumbs, 24/7 until they can miraculously recollect who put them up to this, then be summarily executed for treason.

This isn't a "conspiracy theory". It's being smacked in the face 50 times with a 40-pound mackerel named Obvious Conspiracy.

Wednesday, June 5, 2024

Look Deeper

h/t Divemedic


First post-conviction poll.
Trump still leading by about 1%.

Some people look at this and think:
a) They're gonna (have to/be sorely tempted to) whack Trump, and
b) This makes another margin-of-cheat election steal a slam-dunk cinch.

Maybe.

I look at it and think:
a) If they whack Trump, they get a shooting civil war in about 72 hours.
b) If they whack Kennedy, they get a hat trick, everybody yawns, they don't need to cheat, and Poopypants wins a walkaway landslide without breaking a sweat.

If Kennedy doesn't have food tasters, and isn't wearing Level IV armor under his suit every single day, he'd better start.

BTW: whenever the opportunity presents itself, always lie to pollsters. The less elections go the way everyone expects, the harder they have to work to cheat. Fooling people to keep them honest is as American as the Hidden Ball Trick in baseball.

Saturday, January 27, 2024

Emperor Stumblefuck Poopypants Ist Dithers...











Maybe the plan of His Imperial Impotence and his puppetmasters all along was to withdraw from Texas like he did from Afghanistan, removing Texas' electoral votes from the 2024 election equation, and cementing his re-election victory.