BFYTW

 

Forget "October Surprise". Try "November Miracle".

In the entire history of Major League Baseball, there have been, to date, over 220,000 official games. Despite that plethora of examples, in no season ever recorded has any team won every game by a come-from-behind victory rally in the bottom of the ninth inning, by getting just enough runs to win every single time, in every single game of the season, and then gone on to win the World Series in exactly the same way.

And then, on the other hand, we have Democrat candidates in biennial elections. And it just keeps happening, over and over and over. (Kirk Gibson, eat your heart out.)

It first happened in 1960, when the Daley Chicago political machine "found" just enough previously-undiscovered ballots late on election night to swing the entire state of Illinois, and secure a JFK victory over Richard Nixon. (Yes, it was that ham-fistedly obvious to the entire country, even back then.)

But those were gentler times, and Nixon didn't want to put the country through the crisis of a questioned presidency. In a double-karmic epic blunder, Nixon gave George McGovern the electoral drubbing of all time in 1972, and yet lost it all because his idiot minions broke into the DNC offices at the Watergate Towers, not realizing they and the GOP had the election in the bag by Labor Day after 7 years of LBJ's war, and chose loyalty to their minions over common sense, and turned the whole affair into a massive criminal enterprise. Easy come, easy go.

But even that pales in comparison to a Democrat Party now that inexplicably can lose almost no election. The voting machines always fail. The video cameras quit. There are sudden 3AM spikes in 100%-pure vote batches, in every key precinct, and city, and state, and it just keeps happening over and over and over. And Democrats win. Every. Single. Time.

Mirabile dictu!

Which of course, is Trump's fault. Because Americans, who keep flocking to his rallies in numbers that shame Superbowl turnouts, month after month, two years after he left office, obviously hate Trump so much, they magically vote for Democrats in droves.

Hard to believe? Just ask the Democrats.

Independents too. In batches of ballots that magically come up 100%-0. It's the damnedest coincidence in recorded history. Statisticians are jumping out of windows as silly things like mathematics are disproven daily. Democrats could win at craps in Vegas by rolling endless sevens. With only one die. They're that good.

Democrats are so fervent, it seems, they are packing 400 to a single apartment to vote for their party, in state after state. People in comas vote Democrat. Even the dead rise, and cast votes. In several states, the highest Democrat demographic is voters over 120, who turn out year after year, and vote a straight Democrat ticket. The dedication is incredible. No, really.

Miracles like this haven't been seen so regularly since Moses And The Red Sea Pedestrians was playing two shows a night at Pharoah's Palace.

So surely, this sort of serial conga-lines of anomalies must be a sign from no less than Almighty God who (along with a numberless heavenly host) must also be voting Democrat, in every precinct, county, and state. Praise be to St. Xerox and St. Kinko, the patron saints of truckloads of thousands of identical ballots, which accidental boxload sightings always start cropping up by August or September in any year with a November election, like manna from heaven at DNC HQ. And whose tender ministrations explain Democrat sanguinity in the face of poll numbers lower than whale droppings at the bottom of the Marianas Trench. And then, suddenly, it all comes out all right. After days of counting, long into the night, days after the polls close. 

And what mere mortal can argue with that?

Clearly, it's another November Miracle.

Inner Child Pleads The Fifth

 

Statistics For Leftards

 h/t B

It Needs To Be Said

 

Put any butthurt and reservations aside for a minute and consider: Nothing in that meme has changed. Not. One. Thing. If anything, it's worse.

Cheetoh Jesus is still pissing off all the right people, on both sides of the political aisle, and causing them to shriek at frequencies only audible to dogs.

The convention of people with a serious shot in 2024 about whom you could ever say that could be held in a Volkswagen Beetle, and probably inside a phonebooth, and includes no other former POTUS, nor (R) candidates for same, since ever.

The cast of characters on the Right, even the non-RINO Right, all wants to be gangsta, until it's time to do gangsta sh*t. Then they're all AWOL. As usual.

Trump has Been There, Done That, and Got The T-Shirt.

The new bar for entry is "Has your house been raided by the FBI?"

Call me when anyone running next time has the balls to get into that club and come out standing up.

The next Selection will still be a formality. That's baked into the cake even now.

But the revelation of that fact is going to black pill one helleva lot of Norm Normies out there. And believe me, that needs to happen.

So give the Leftards a lit M-80 enema. Because you can.

And that's why Trump should be the nominee, for the same reason the World Trade Center should NOT have been made a hole-in-the-ground memorial, but rather should have been rebuilt exactly as it was, except with a Patriot SAM battery put on top of one tower, and a 100-foot tall bronze hand with the middle finger extended, facing exactly towards Mecca on the other one:

BFYTW.

Change my mind.

Natzsofast

 

If conflict is unavoidable and you must engage, do it on your terms, not your enemy's terms. One mark of a great soldier is that he fights on his own terms or fights not at all. - Sun Tzu, Art Of War

How some people survive to reach adulthood is a mystery for the ages.

For those more plentifully supplied with political acumen than the average amateur punditry, kindly bear well in mind that the entirety of the hype-men pimping the current tulipomania that "DeSantis Is Political Jesus!" are either the paid minions of the Democommunists media mouthpiece empires instigating a "Let's you and him fight" scenario, or else the RINOs still trying to wash the soil out of their underpants from the sh*t-frights they suffered the last several times they tangled with Trump either in the primaries, the general elections, or day-to-day politics during his administration. (Bitch McConjob, call your office.)

They're not pimping DeSantis now because they want him to win and believe him the best choice for the presidency. They're pimping him to the public because they feel he's the candidate they'd most like to run against in the primaries or general election.

Learn a lesson form the Trojan priest Laocoön in Virgils Aeneid:

"Beware of Greeks bearing gifts."

In plain language, stop lapping up the boob bait for the Bubbas perpetrated by the same Never-Trump RINOs and communist pigs that have put the republic in its current predicament. None of them are your friends, nor have your best interests at heart, and listening to them won't do you any favors.

And when you parrot them, your Never-Trump panties are showing.

ADDENDUM:

Does that mean I think Trump will win in 2024?

No. I think you saw your last mostly free election in 2016, and even that was an unplanned accident. 

I also think that if he secures the nomination, it will mean Trump's run, and the massive election fraud that will ensue, will be the Scottish terrier that pulls the curtain away from the men hiding behind it, busily pulling all the levers of hokum and horsesh*t dumped on you nonstop since at least 2015, such that everyone will see the undeniable truth of it.

And at that point, we can get down to the rat-killing, with 20/20 vision, and clear consciences.

It's going to take that to kick it off. Nothing less will avail.

And at that point, much like Rodney King in the Los Angeles block party held in his honor, even Trump himself is liable to argue against doing it. It may not even be the majority opinion of the land by that moment.

But as anyone born here and over the age of 40 can see, this isn't the America in which we were raised. At some point, we're either going to reset that course, or resolve to live forever as bondslaves in an endless dictatorship.

I would not counsel adopting the latter course. The retirement plan sucks.

Sunday Music: Deacon Blues

Steely Dan's Top 20 hit form their 1977 album Aja.
 

Free Day

 

As the pic above demonstrates, even Califrutopia has seasons. (Just not at the beach.) There's nothing pressing for my attention today, so barring anything earth-shattering, I don't expect to post anything this side of tomorrow. I'm off to enjoy the day. Viewership always drops on the weekends anyways, so I trust you're all off and enjoying the time and season as well.

Dulce et decorum est.

The Usual Suspects

 h/t OddJob

The Line

 

Besides myself, and two tours with the guys whose birthday I talked about yesterday:

Neice who pulled a tour as an Army medic during the GWOT.

Younger brother who served as a Cold War tanker in the Fulda gap, and punched one Baader-Meinhoff terrorist's ticket on guard duty one night.

Older brother who served in Da Nang, and a string of outposts in the farthest reaches of I Corps in Vietnam in '66-'67.

Cousin who led a rifle company of Marines in Vietnam, same time frame, and eventually put in decades in both Marine and USAF reserves.

Uncle who was killing communists with the Army on the DMZ in 1951, and brought back some Nork- or Chinese-carried Japanese Arisaka as a war trophy.

Father who was ground crew in the USAAC in WWII. During which time he met mom, which is how I came to be here.

Grandfather, who left the backwoods as a boy, and sailed around the world on a light cruiser in Teddy Roosevelt's Great White Fleet a decade before WWI. I have his Shellback certificate from crossing the equator festivities at the Galapagos Islands in 1908.

Those are just the ones I know about firsthand, but per the genealogically inclined relatives, the line apparently stretches back to at least the late unpleasantness of the 1860s, to both sides.

Surviving US military veterans all. Just one family's contribution to the maintenance of the republic, and like all the rest who did their part, the reason for the US holiday today.

Those of you who never served, and never will, owe them a small debt of gratitude for the country you enjoy today. If you get the chance, pay a little of it back to the ones you meet, as the opportunity arises.

Deja Poo

 h/t Eatgrueldog

deja poo: n. 1. The feeling you've seen this shit before

GOPe Bonus points for blaming the voters for this.

Double GOPe Bonus points if you also blame Trump and those pesky MAGA voters.

And "single-issue abortion votes"?

Every GOP governor that signed an abortion ban was re-elected. Suck on that, and stop gaslighting yourselves.

Sucker Bet

 

The Mentos Effect

 h/t Peter @ BRM

"I see everyone on the right fighting about Trump vs DeSantis for 2024 and I just laugh to myself. The presidency in 2024 is a pipe dream, with DeSantis or Trump on the ticket. To be frank I don’t know if we’ll ever see a Republican president again. Millions and millions of illegals pouring over our border and being distributed to key swing states. An electorate trained to believe that hundreds of thousands of mail in ballots appearing is normal. Demographics is destiny. He who controls the machines controls the outcome. We didn’t fix 2020 and we didn’t build the wall so don’t expect another “free and fair” election." - Andrew Torba

Torba's right. But that's not the last word on the topic. There's always a pretty big problem with stealing elections. When shoving something down someone's throat, there's usually a pretty violent opposite reaction. Likewise, when you block off the only way we have to peacefully change governments, the default that's left is not one you want, assuming you're sane.

дерьмо!

"Kherson Oblast is Russian territory forever."

forever: adverb 1. six weeks (Russian)

Russian Army moves another 23 miles!

Um...backwards.

Yet another in an endlessly long line of bummers for Vladophiles.

Semper Fi, Deviled Eggs

Happy birthday to America's red-headed stepchildren. First in, last out, always left behind, and given the gear left over from the last war. And while they'll bitch about it all day and night, the guys in that soggy foxhole are secretly happier than pigs in sh*t. That's why they're different than you. And always will be.

Eventually, the dumbasses in charge will get those guys a war, and they can use the trannies to clear minefields by hand.

Just remember: anybody can be a civilian. They don't even have to pass a physical.

Senator Sloth Goes To Washington

h/t WRSA

Not everyone is saddened by this election news:

Wilderness Tracking

 Example #1: The wild RINO

Day After Music: Appropriate Airs

 I'm not waiting to post these until Sunday. That'll be something happier.

First, to anyone who thought you were voting your way out of Clown World:

And second, a dedication to the Uniparty, bottom to top, from coast to coast:

Selection Day Post-Game Wrap-Up

 

h/t Eatgrueldog

Two Important Reminders

One:

Over on the top of the right sidebar----->

are a treasure trove of Meatspace Training Opportunities, labelled as such. We reap not a penny from pointing them out to you, just the satisfaction that you'll be doing them and yourselves a huge service by partaking of the learning on offer, whether online or in person. We're big on the latter. If you're lacking any of them, avail yourselves of the opportunities, while you yet may do so. You had a four-year respite, and two years of shell shock, mitigated somewhat by favorable SCOTUS rulings. The odds may not remain ever in your favor.

If you haven't pondered that things may not continue as a benign environment indefinitely, you should rethink that estimation, and get your crap in one bag. Dollars spent training in real world skills today will be like gold bars come the time that you need them. You can't read nor buy your way to prepared. You've got to train yourself there.

That's true whether you're of fighting age and trim, or planning on being somewhere in the vital but far-less-sexy supporting elements. The latter will comprise 90-95% of anything, all the time, and commo, medical, and logistical expertise scales up, with annual hurricanes, tornadoes, floods, fires, and earthquakes available for tuning up your game every season, forever.

Get busy.

Two:

We remind all and sundry that Adriana Grace is still not with her true and rightful guardians, i.e. her grandparents, Big Country Expat and the Missus, and that the ongoing legal battle to rectify that state-sponsored screw-up is a long, hard, and costly fight. If you haven't contributed anything thus far, why the Hell not?!?

And if you have, good on you, and see if you cannot maybe dig a little bit deeper for the continuing struggle. You can't save the world, but you can certainly help put one little girl back into a loving home. Whatever you can do, please do it. Anything helps a lot more than doing nothing.

Details here: https://www.givesendgo.com/SaveAdrianaGrace

Fake, But Accurate

If the margin of fraud can't be beaten in mid-term elections, with a functional moron in the White House, 20% inflation, and gasoline going for $5-$6/gallon, sufficient to keep a vegetable out of the PA Senate seat, flip that chamber by nearly every seat in play, and pick up 20-40 House seats, it's impossible to accomplish ever.

Banana Republic is now forever. Stevie Wonder can see the fraud from space, FFS. (h/t WRSA)

This wasn't a Red Tsunami that didn't materialize, it's one that was crib-strangled by pre-planned fraud in linchpin cities and states, and multiple leaking incidents make it clear that the fix was in when Democommunists weren't particularly concerned by it months out. Elections no longer matter to them, and they've seen to it, to a metaphysical certainty, anywhere it's remotely close to even. The only "victories" are in places where it's still a 40-point blowout. Cock-a-doodle-doo, fanboys, but your battleground states are purpling up nicely, between illegal aliens and fake piles of copy center ballots.

You saw your last real election in 2016 (and that was an accidental glitch), the caterwauling from that lasts unto the present moment, and you won't see another one this side of an ocean of tears, rivers of blood, and mountains of bleached skulls.

Move your attention to getting ready for that certainty, not into cheerleading or sportscasting the next Harlem Globetrotters-Washington Generals game. Those results will now be baked into the cake, forever.

Write this lesson on your hand with a Sharpie if you're liable to forget it.

November Surprise!

 

Happy Selection Day!

Today's the day we find out if there's any possibility to outvote the margin of theft.

Enjoy the circus.

Hilariouth

 

Sunday Music: Tom Sawyer

 

Rush has song after song to pick from, but this track from their eighth album is arguably one of the Top Ten Rock Tracks Of All Time from anyone. Enjoy the flashback video of them doing this one in 1981, when the Professor still had hair and only had a 40-something-piece drum kit (rather than his latter 100+-piece set-ups). With only three guys, all virtuosos, there was never any room for anyone to coast, or suck, and they never did. Album rock stations played the daylights out of this one, and still do, since its release, when it peaked at #8 on the Rock charts, #44 on Billboard Hot 100, even being one of the group's own selections to play for their induction into the Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame in 2013.

In Case Anyone Was Wondering

 h/t Chief Nosewetter

Where The Problem Is... it's probably those first three letters.

They're up to 28 shots before 2 years of age.
What in blistering f**k?!?

24 more from age 2-18? 52 shots, total? Srsly?!? 18 of those are flu shots. That's nucking futs. IIRC, I had maybe 6-8 vaxx shots, total, before hitting boot camp (after college). Including tetanus twice, and smallpox, which isn't even given anymore because it was wiped out worldwide in the 1970s.

Pull your kids out of public education, and tell your pediatrician to shove about 90% of that bullshit right up his own ass. They've clearly lost their minds. And a shit-ton of that could and should be pushed back to far later in life than the toddler years. If ever.

That's before we even add the current Mengelian recommendation to give kids the COVID Death Vaxx, despite brighter countries' medical experts banning that optional idiocy forever.

FFS, they've given live (weakened) polio virus in the OPV vaccine, which has a risk to a small number of kids they absolutely know will get the disease, because they figure the risk is worth the overall benefit to the community. Which is fine, except for the kids paralyzed for life by it.

I'm not anti-vaxx per se, unlike Jenny McCarthy-level nutters (vaccines have utility, and wiping out smallpox worldwide was no petty accomplishment), but pumping this quantity of shit so often, and so young, has long since crossed the line into sheer lunacy, and has a lot to do with how you ever got to Covidiocy now. This nonsense should've been nipped in the bud about thirty years back.

I Think We Have A Winner...

 

Operators Are Standing By...

 

Or Was It The Other Way Around?

h/t Wilder

No one needs to see a senior citizen gyrating on stage.

Vaxx Amnesty?

 We've made our position clear on other blogs, but for the benefit of anyone who missed it, a commenter wondered our position on the call from some woke Karen at Brown for a general amnesty for the Vaxxholes and their societal-wide Covidiocy of the last two years.

Let's be clear here:

Carte blanche forgiveness en masse for the power-drunk Karens who killed tens of thousands of our relatives and friends by putting the infected in with the most vulnerable populations of uninfected, denied a million or more medical practitioners the ability to use common sense or any alternative and efficacious treatments for Kung Flu under penalty of professional suicide just to line their own pockets, then killed tens of thousands more with multiple forms of worse-than-worthless Not-A-Vaxx (whose death toll will grow inexorably until it rivals and surpasses the Holocaust or Stalin's and Mao's Purges combined, which toll will be ongoing for every day of your lifetime), destroyed the greatest economy in modern history on a wholesale scale, wiped out entire sectors of that economy and erased entire chains of businesses, employing tens of millions of people, pirated a national election, illegally installed a senile selectee, inflated the currency to near-collapse, gutted the military as we approach a time when it would be most needed, and attempted to completely subjugate the world's foremost free republic under the boot of totalitarianism, forever?

That's what the guilty are now asking forgiveness for perpetrating, in their headlong drunken quest for mere riches and absolute power over the entire nation?

Upon 0.2 seconds' mature reflection upon such a monumentally asinine suggestion, we can speak no more eloquently than the late great Gen. Norman Schwarzkopf, when asked if the world should forgive Saddam Hussein's invasion of Kuwait:

We will say no more on the question, and suggest the choices - between individual garrotes, firing squads, ad hoc wire and lamp post executions, scaffold hangings in job lot batches, or whipping their skin off with barbed wire and setting them alight with gasoline whilst still alive - are best left to the wisdom and expedience of the local populations most directly affected. All will be perfectly acceptable. Dulce et decorum est.

The vision that should haunt the Vaxxholes' every thought, whether awake or asleep, from this day until their final moments on earth, is this one coming to fruition:

'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished.

Which explains their screaming hissy fit over the coming Red Tsunami.

This sentiment is shared on a widespread basis.

What happens when a Karen from Brown University floats the idea of Amnesty?

From WRSA today, among a host of similar thoughts and memes:

D'accord, mes amis. Looking like a long, cold winter for Team Vaxxhole.

Tell Me Without Telling Me

 

We noted that any 27 blogs yesterday (find them yourself, we won't point fingers) reported breathlessly (and witlessly, which we'll deal with anon) that "Pentagon admits US troops in Ukraine!!!! OMG!!! World War Eleventy!!!!!"...

Point Of Order, Brigade Of Dipsh*ts:

The US has had military attachés in foreign countries for over 120 years. The US embassy in Kyiv was opened in 1992, within days of Ukraine's declared independence from the former Soviet Union. The defense attachés there undoubtedly include multiple officers from the Army, Navy, and Air Force, as they do in over 100 US embassies worldwide, including any country of military, economic, or strategic importance.

Yes, we have "troops in Ukraine." So what the Internet Field Marshals are posting as if it's earth-shattering news is something that's been true for only something like thirty years.

And frankly, if the US military (and every other nation) doesn't have their minions watching every single thing of military significance in that conflict, and sending back daily and weekly telephone-book thick reports on literally everything - from the performance of Western and Russian weapons systems, to the wool content of their troops' socks and winter underwear, then everyone in our and any 57 other militaries above the rank of colonel is a retarded fuckwit guilty of gross professional negligence.

To the contrary, I'd be shocked to find out we haven't already sent entire intact Russian tanks and Mig cockpits wrapped in HD black plastic and duct-taped all around with "US Diplomatic Pouch", the contents protected by treaty and international law, shipped by rail to ports in Poland and Germany, to be forwarded to our foremost actual military experts here.

That's what your tax dollars are supposed to pay for.

We had military people watching German troops in person in Spain in 1936, and Japan in China in 1937, and have done the same thing back to at least 1901 if not far earlier.

If the Pentagon admits we have military advisors or actual military units present for duty in Ukraine other than that, then all these Captain Obvious military ignoramusii will be onto something. Not before.

If anyone is surprised to learn the above, and this comes as great surprise to their sparse data bank of military knowledge, they aren't tall enough to be posting on the interent, and there's an award rocker for that:

Wear it with pride, assclowns. You've earned it.

Center For Lessons Learned

 

"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach." - Newspaper advice column

"The way to a man's heart is through his sternum."- Military marksmanship briefing

And here some folks thought they'd never use anatomy class for anything worthwhile.

Damascus Road

 h/t WRSA

To those for whom this essay is too much obvious truth and common sense to absorb in one sitting, try it in small bites.

If you can handle it, try it in one sitting.

Either way, RTWT.

For those who need to lose some weight, you'll find your journey through life immeasurably better once the scales fall from your eyes, and you drop about ten pounds of b.s. from inside your head. This essay is liposuction.

If the shoe fits...

And With Extra Sprinkles

 

Home Of The Whopper

 

And if you believe that wagonload of horse cobblers,
we have a bridge for sale, cheap...

The Winter Of Their Discontent