In the Man Cave Dealing with Idiocy Wholesale & Retail

Hanging out in my man cave, cleaning and fixing guns. It's very therapeutic. 

Got a 1944 "Last Ditch" Japanese Arisaka rifle which needed some minor fixes to the wood stock. Produced at roughly the same time as my M1 Garand, the Arisaka betrays the plight facing Japan then, particularly when compared to the M1. The Arisaka, normally a very fine rifle, by 1944 had become rather rough: the wood cheap and poorly finished, the butt plate crudely nailed on, and the metal components showing that they got rushed out the door with a minimum of the fine Japanese craftsmanship we expect on manufactured items. That said, however, it seems to work well. By the way, the Imperial chrysanthemum (the "Mum") is partially scratched off. The story on that is not entirely clear. I have read from reputable sources that the Palace ordered the "Mums" ground off before the rifles were surrendered to the occupying US forces. Another source says, no, that happened at the insistence of General MacArthur. Who knows? I don't, and can't find any good paper trail to support either version. Either way, I have half a Mum, so somebody didn't do a thorough job.

Also spent some time replacing the recoil spring on an old Spanish "Star" 9mm. It proved a bear to disassemble as, clearly, nothing had been done to it in a long, long time. Cleaned it up, replaced the recoil spring assembly and promptly had the slide, now feeling rejuvenated, bite my hand. Blood, curses. We'll see how it does at the range. Likewise, I inherited my father's handguns, one an S&W .357 "Highway Patrol" Special, which when he bought it in the 1950s was probably the most powerful commercially manufactured handgun you could get. Beautiful gun. Works great. I took it with me all around the world.  His S&W Model 39-2, needed quite a bit of cleaning but looks like it will be fine.

Enough of the fun stuff. 

Still struggling with a range of health issues--off to the MRI machine this afternoon--and with the overwhelming feeling of being pissed off at what is happening to our country and to the West. I can't imagine what sort of a place we leave our children and grandchildren. It apparently will be one in which they must feel shame, deep, deep shame, for their nationality and must repeatedly assert that "whiteness" is a unique form of evil. Joy and entertainment are to be banned and replaced with a ceaseless propaganda stream misrepresenting, ignoring, deforming, and deriding the vast accomplishments of Western Civilization--aka, European people: the BEST civilization ever to emerge on the planet Earth. Millions upon millions of people all over that planet risk their fortunes and their lives to live under that Civilization. Yes, it seems that "people of color" (What a stupid phrase!) want to live under the brutal rule of white patriarchy. Our own southern border serves as a vivid testament to that fact. Strange how that happens, no?

Our foreign policy looks hopeless. 

The so-called Biden administration has destroyed the deal reached with Mexico and Central America on immigration, and the border, as a consequence, is now a hot violent mess. The Middle East is falling apart again, as the so-called Biden administration seeks to kiss the butts of the Palestinian Authority and the Mad Ayatollahs of Iran. The former Senator from Delaware's meeting with Putin? A bad, bad joke with America the punchline and punching bag. What genius came up with the idea of the former Senator giving Putin a list of areas in which we would not accept Russian hacking? So anything NOT on the list is OK? Will we now negotiate what exactly is meant by any particular category? Does anybody remember the story of how after WWII we listed the areas of interest to the US and failed to list the Korean Peninsula? Stalin noticed, and guess what?

OK, we now have June 19 as a federal holiday. The Republicans should seize the moment to remind people what June 19, 1865 actually meant. It meant word, by way of the Union army, had gotten to the most remote corner of the Confederacy, Galveston, Texas, that slavery "in the states under rebellion" was forbidden. Guess what? It was a Republican President who did that. Guess who were the slave owners? Democrats, but you knew that.

More depressing thoughts later.

The US Exports Dope to Latin America: Kamala as Darth Vader?

When I was a diplomat under the exercable Hillary Clinton reign at State, those of us dealing with Latin American affairs used to hear the catchy phrase, "The drugs go North, but the guns go South."  I have dealt before with the nonsense of the second part of this trite little meme, i.e., the guns, in fact, do NOT go South, and will limit myself to a brief comment on the first part. 

Well, it seems that the two former Senators who now illegitimately occupy the White House have addressed that much better than I ever could. We have begun to fight back against the northward flow of dope. In retaliation, yes, the United States under the "Biden" administration successfully has exported a huge dope shipment South. Take that Latin America! Payback is a bitch (insert pun)!

And yes, of course, I refer to former Senator Kamala Harris's visit to Guatemala, one of my favorite places on earth. 

I will be brief. 

Ludicrous is the one word that pops into mind and won't go away when I think about the Harris visit to Guatemala, and later to Mexico.

Pretending to be the Vice President of the United States, she came off instead as Darth Vader with a cackle. That's the image. When I saw her striding between rows of Guatemalan honor guards at the airport, dressed in dark clothes, absurd black mask on her face, and her head encased in a black-helmet-like hair-do, I thought, all she needs is the light saber and cape. She was going for Darth Vader . . .  but with James Earl Jones' commanding voice replaced by that irritatting cackle.  Maybe she was really going for "Spaceballs'" Dark Helmet? That, she might have achieved . . . .  if this is the best the Empire can offer, the Rebels will win . . . .

Her tour of Guatemala and  Mexico has to be among the lowest of low points in American diplomacy . . . perhaps Biden now at the G-7 will plumb even deeper depths? Kamala can only hope so . . .  

Why was she there? What purpose did she intend to serve? No explanation. Just some babble about the southern border, and addressing the root causes of the crisis on that border. What was she going to do about it? Oh, listen a bit and then weakly tell Central Americans not to go on the long trek northward.

The Presidents of both Mexico and Guatemala have made it clear that the new crisis on the border is a direct result of "Biden" administration policies. The crisis was on the way to resolution with the building of the wall, and the deals worked out among the US, Mexico, and Central America on handling asylum seekers. It's all been blown up by the current illegitimate occupiers of the White House. The Biden/Harris wokesters have restored the coyotes' ATM.

Living Under Faucism

Big to-do in the independent and free press re the trove of Fauci emails made public thanks to a FOIA request. The captive establishment press, of course, has tried either to ignore the contents of these emails or mischaracterize them as showing a hard-working man, expressing honest opinions in a Trump administration at war with "the truth." 

I have pored over the emails; they show Fauci, at best, as a control-freak bureaucrat, very concerned about his reputation with the right people, and who seems to have a lot of time to write emails. I am afraid, however, that the emails also show him as highly politicized hack who ignores "science" when politically expedient and has no trouble lying to the public in the name of the "greater good." He takes onto himself the attributes of a national political leader, deciding, for example, when the public can buy masks, and then demanding we buy masks at our local drug stores-- masks Fauci knew were of minimal if any use in halting the spread of the ChiCom virus. He insisted on shutting down the economy to "bend the curve," and, of course, having us all wear those stupid ineffective masks. He lied about NIAID's links to, and funding of the Wuhan lab conducting potentially dangerous "gain of function" experiments. He lied when he ruled out that the virus could have leaked from that lab, and lied, again, when he bluntly ruled out any possibility that the ChiCom virus was at least partially "engineered." In his public statements, he (deliberately?) confused Case Fatality Rate (CFR) with Infection Fatality Ratio (IFR) thereby inflating the purported lethality of the virus, making it seem much more dangerous than it is--"Ten times more deadly than the flu . . .." He also has proven a disaster on vaccination, helping put out the line that even vaccinated people still need to wear masks (the ones he knows as ineffective) and to practice other silly CDC guidance. 

An Aside: When I got vaccinations--and I have had a zillion of them in a lifetime working overseas--those protected ME from diseases regardless of whether others had been vaccinated. In other words, I could move among millions of unvaccinated people, and be safe from the diseases for which I had been vaccinated. Unvaccinated people, therefore, should not present a threat to vaccinated people--if the vaccine works. In addition, of course, perhaps as many as 100 million Americans have immunity to the ChiCom virus because of prior infection, including asymptomatic infection. 

Bottom line: he is a vastly overpaid corruptocrat with illusions of grandeur. He took on a political mission for himself, well outside of his wheelhouse. As I have stated many, many times over the past several months, he is a total fraud when it comes to science and to making predictions. Look up his predictions on AIDS, for example. Listening to Fauci was one of Trump's two greatest mistakes--the other was counting on Paul Ryan to get rid of Obama care. 

It now seems that the rulers of America have decided that Fauci has outlived his usefulness. Time for him to go. I am sure that not too long from now, we will see an announcement that Fauci is leaving; the former Senator from Delaware will award him the Medal of Freedom; he will get a lucrative contract with CNN or MSNBC. The old white guy will be replaced with some appropriate charlatan of the right hue and gender.

But, of course, the departure of Fauci just means that we will live under Faucism without Fauci. 

Faucism, as you all know, consists of the rule by self-anointed "experts," maintained by the huge administrative state, protected by high-tech billionaires, shielded from criticism by extreme censorship, and praised by the brainless education industry, and the fake scientists produced by that industry.  That continues with or without the old hack.

This and That and a Bit of Gloating

All quiet on the Diplomad home front. Well, sorta. 

One of the dogs, the Akita, got car sick on the drive from Raleigh to Wilmington. He was with his two buddies in the back of the truck; I didn't notice until we got to the Wilmington house. I opened the  truck and --Wham-o!--I was instantly transported back to various of my overseas assignments. Crap everywhere. Took the poor boys out, washed them down and then released them into the house while I did my best to clean the truck and the dog beds. Finished my Herculean labors, I went into the house where, once again, my olfactory senses transported me back to some long forgotten third world village, in a place far, far away, and long, long ago . . . Dog had got sick again, but this time on rugs, carpets, and hardwood flooring. Massive clean-up effort ensued, which involved, the point of this so-far nasty and pointless tale, my having to rent a rug cleaning machine from the local supermarket. 

Guess what? 

I had to produce government-issued identification to rent the machine! 

Yep. 

No id? No rug machine for you!

I don't need id to vote, but, to clean up dog crap, well . . . you know, priorities in today's America . . . I should have let the black guy in line behind me know that he would find it impossible to rent a machine since, as the wokesters tell us, black people have no government-issued identification. To add insult to injury, the smiling clerk asking for my id was--Oh Horrors!--black!

As my cruelty knows no bounds, if I hadn't been in a hurry, I would have hung about to watch the full fury of white supremacist, Jim Crowism come crashing down on the black applicant for a rug machine . . . but, I was in a rush to get home . . . .

The dog is fine, by the way.

I see the Senate did not approve that farcical commission to investigate the "January 6 insurrection." A minor victory. I am almost certain the Pelosians will launch a House commission, regardless. Anything to bury or, at least, distract from the interesting vote audits underway in a couple of states, and (possibly) looming in others. I don't want to oversell those audits, or get too cheery about them, but they do offer hope of providing some clarity, some truth, to the "results" of the elections last November. Let's see what happens, and hope it's not just just another Durham report.

The ol' Diplomad, I must say, called it pretty much on the money re the ChiCom Virus. Go back and reread the stuff over the past several months and you'll see. I noted repeatedly that we have a contagious virus, of Chinese origin, with a survival rate in excess of 99%. I also stated that shutting down the economy was about politics--the Dems had to break Trump's shiny toy--and not about science. The lock-downs proved criminally absurd, and most likely contributed to many more deaths than did the ChiCom virus. It is also now becoming clear that the Chinese government through its WHO mouthpiece pushed for the global economic lockdowns as a way to cripple its adversaries.

Anyhow, off to deal with a wayward IRobot vacuum which has gotten itself stuck.

"The land of the free/ Where the less you know/The better off you'll be . . . "

Apologies to the late Warren Zevon for stealing lyrics from his "Disorder in the House." 

They strike me as an appropriate anthem for the times in which we live. The woke ones in charge of our troubled nation certainly what us to be "happy" by not knowing what's going on. 

Before we get to all that, I will rail against old age. 

I don't like it. 

One day, I was 25 years old, and, then, suddenly, I wasn't. Don't like it all. Don't mind the greater "wisdom" but not at the cost of aches and pains, doctor visits, and a smorgasbord of medications for this and that. As a young man, if something hurt, I knew why. Now . . . I just wake up and it hurts. No further explanation given. I have grown tired of the well-meaning young medical types labelling such-and-such malady as "age appropriate." 

So, I retreat to the man cave with my dogs, and spend money on an ever-growing gun collection to which I have added, in the past few weeks, a beautiful, but expensive, 19th century Afghan Jezail black powder musket. As a poor young diplomat in Pakistan decades ago, I could have picked one up for next to nothing, but the Diplowife insisted on our saving money for a house. Sigh. I hate priorities when they get in the way of having fun . . . I also have acquired a 1942 M1 Garand rifle in magnificent shape (CMP muzzle rating of 1.0/throat rating of 1.5). A beautiful beast of a gun, and certified in excellent firing condition, as long as I don't shoot overly powerful rounds. I will have to read the warnings more carefully. In the end, I probably will not shoot it; I will put it on the wall next to (I hope) a Japanese Arisaka rifle on which I am bidding in an auction. 

I already have a 1871 Mauser with bayonet on the wall along with a splendid 19th century British-made Martini-Henry, and a 1930s Argentine Mauser, also with bayonet. Lots of old pistols--French, American, Spanish--and swords--German, French, Spanish. It's a race among wall space, bank account, and time left to me . . . which will win?

OK, fun stuff out of the way.

The political-social-economic scene remains dismal. 

The woke attack continues unabated. 

Let me provide, as the wokesters say, an example from "my life experience." The other day at the local gym while on the cross trainer machine--mask mandate gone!--head-set on, listening to Chuck Berry and Tom Petty, I looked up and saw that on the gym's twelve giant TV screens, NOT ONE hetero white male appeared. One would think, to judge, from the commercials and presenters, that we live in a matriarchal African nation. The occasional white guy who appears almost inevitably comes across as an effeminate, quasi-gay buffoon who suffers diarrhea or another physical or moral flaw, and needs straightening out by a wise woman doctor, lawyer, scientist, financial advisor, etc. It's getting a bit much, more than a bit much. 

This wokeness has even infected historical period films in which we, for example, now see ancient England with black aristocrats. Right. OK. So, if that's even remotely true, how can the wokesters argue that Europe and America have been historically and systematically racist? Makes no sense. As a friend of mine said, "Like you, I never have cared about race before, but now I think I have had it." 

The wokesters create the racism and the anti-semitism they claim to deride. They, of course, do this on purpose to create conflict requiring intervention by the woke authorities. The racism and the anti-semitism need manufacturing, just like veggie fake "beef," an artificial commodity for which there exists little natural demand.

In the end, however, we are all tribal. You can push us, insult us, and try to erase us for only so long before, even among the most tolerant of us, the tribal blood rises and the tribe strikes back. 

On that, Diploson3 had an interesting observation in slight disagreement with me. I told him I was getting guns before they banned them. He argued the wokesters won't bother with that. They will let us keep our guns, and obsess about keeping them, while they do away with all the other rights and protections. The law enforcement, judicial, and military institutions are joining the education and the media establishments as tools of the prog-woke machine. The "cancel" effort grows stronger and bolder. Non-woke positions become harder and harder to hold and express; you do so at the risk of losing your job, among other things. The censorship grows and grows, making communication of "unpopular" ideas ever tougher. The woke even have established that the government, under a flimsy pretext, can keep us locked in our homes, jobless, dependent on hand-outs, unable to gather with friends and organize with like-minded individuals; our electoral process, as you all know, is a cruel joke from top to bottom. 

They, therefore, my son argued, don't need to take our guns, at least not for now.

I hope the lad is wrong, and our tribal survival instincts will kick in so we can break the corrupt woke machine before it achieves its 1984 nirvana.

Tragic. Absurd.

Sorry for the long break. 

Neither dead nor in a witness protection program in Mongolia, I suffer with old age grumpiness, the pains of the endless moving-in process for the new house, and a variety of minor but irritating physical ills which serve to compound my growing despair over what I see happening to our country and to Western civilization.

Two words come to mind when surveying the current socio-political-economic scene: "Tragic" and "Absurd." The first word "tragic," of course, get abused quite a bit. We see endless references to a "tragic" car accident, fire, plane crash, etc. As with so many others words today, this word had lost its meaning and impact unless you go back to the original Greek idea of "tragedy": A horrid event foreseen by all, but the actors keep on heading for that predicted disaster. The disaster, of course, is the "absurd" part.

The absurd Biden drama, whereby the corrupt, and not too bright ex-Senator from Delaware, long sold out to China and corporate interests, pretends to act as President is a true Greek tragedy. 

Who could not have foreseen the consequences of putting, via massive electoral fraud and the aid of a craven media and a high-tech cabal, this easily manipulated, barely conscious, senile, frail old moron in the White House? Is anybody surprised by: 

Chaos at the southern border? 

Damage to our international interests and growing violence overseas? 

Increasing racial and class divide? 

Rising mayhem in our streets? 

Complete collapse of our so-called education system? 

Growing inflation and unemployment? 

Use of law enforcement for political ends?

Employment of "science" to attempt a denial of our basic rights and to launch a total redo of our way of living?  

We, to cite but one small example, have the world's foremost energy producer and major oil exporter, now suffering gasoline shortages as the so-called Biden administration leads us back to the 1970s . . . well, better said, with luck it will prove the 1970's, and not the 1860's . . . 

Blame it on Russia, yeah, blame it on Russia. Oh, yes, and on Trump, but then Russia and Trump, go together like fish and chips . . .

Absurd clowns. Killer clowns, really.

More soon.

Press Conference?

Well, Joe's handlers finally allowed him to hold a "press conference." 

Not really. 

The event held yesterday, yeah, it kinda, sorta looked like a press conference but, as with everything else in the "Biden" administration, it was fake.  

Poor Joe fumbled, and yelled his way through the event, giving nonsensical replies to softball questions from reporters who did no follow up.  It was cringe-worthy. 

I felt embarrassment for the old fool. He couldn't even read the 3x5 cards with the prepared answers to the questions. No question, of course, re the confusing tale of Hunter's firearm antics, and the role of the Secret Service in trying to hush up the incident. No explanation of why reporters are not allowed access to the illegal alien children detention faciltiies along the border. Nothing really on the growing border crisis, which "Biden" owns 100%. 

Quite a contrast with the Trump events. I am sure Beijing is wondering if maybe they got took and bought the cheapest bidder; as my father-in-law used to say, "Cheap can becomne expensive." Nah. They got what they wanted, no visible president.

I don't know how many times I can say this, Biden is a joke, a cruel one, and the punchline comes at the expense of America and the West.

"That's Uncle Joe, He's a'movin' Kinda Slow . . . "

I have to acknowledge that, while I had doubts Biden could do it, he did. 

He gave a magnificent, rousing, uplifting, soul-stirring State of the Union address. Who could have thought that he could stand before Congress and the world, and deliver a stunning 90 minute summation of our current condition, and lay out a crystal clear map for the way forward? Amazing . . . 

Oh, sorry. 

Guess I was watching a Trump SOTU. Got confused. Thought Uncle Joe had made it. Nurse! Where's my cereal?

Well, the farce continues. The farce known as "President" Joe Biden stumbles along. He is at best a hibernating groundhog, brought out by his handlers every couple of weeks to mumble some phrases, and then quickly get whisked away. The world's most popular man--Didn't he get, like, two billion votes? And they're still coming in!--can't face a live crowd, not even tame "journalists." I, for example, don't see any outcry from those "journalists" over the lack of a SOTU address. Can you imagine the outrage if Trump had skipped one?

The signs are all there. 

The Biden handlers, i.e., Obama & Co., are preparing Biden's exit. As part of the ruling clique's preparations, they are rewriting the election laws to ensure there will never be another challenger to the system such as Trump. They are flooding the country with illegal aliens, keeping the economy on semi-lockdown and dependent on federal handouts, and, most interesting, they are, Mao Great Leap Forward/Cultural Revolution style, decapitating the "tallest poppies" within their own party.  

No challengers must exist to Puppet Harris. We see, suddenly, how our rulers and their minions turn on Governor Cuomo, once one of the stars in the DNC firmament. Not because the EMMY-winning gov killed off thousands of senior citizens, or because of his administration's well-known corruption, no, but because he might have touched some intern's bottom. The rulers have resuscitated the "MeToo" movement to do in Cuomo. 

Mass murder and incompetence are nothing compared to making somebody "uncomfortable." Murder and incompetence, bah, Cuomo could beat those. This? Nah. He's toast. Other prominent Dems had better beware. There will be no challenger or potential challenger allowed to Cackling Harris . . . unless Obama decides otherwise.

Meanwhile, Dim Beijing Joe shuffles around the White House looking for his slipper . . .

Dreary Times (Part II) and Mr. Jones

Well, things ain't getting any better, are they?

The handlers of that miserable gaga little mouse illegitimately occupying the White House, "The Entity Known as Biden" (TEKAB), continue their assault on America. Among other crimes, they have re-instituted the bloody chaos at the southern border, letting all comers go freely into our midst, even those testing positive for the ChiCom virus. This, of course, gives the lie, yet again, to the whole "pandemic lock-down." The rest of us have to listen to that fraud Fauci and his robotic helpers babble on their Zoom conferences about not traveling, not gathering, getting ready for a "third dose," etc., but illegal aliens, AKA new Dem voters? No. They are free to cross the border and roam free. You know, Cage-Free voters . . .

It's Third World Time in America. 

It's STASI time. 

It's 1984 on steroids. 

TEKAB as Big Brother. 

We have become Airstrip One.

As for me? I have retreated. 

Not quite sure how to fight the onslaught of fakery, cruelty, censorship, trillions in "aid,"and just the ceaseless torrent of damn lies pouring forth from TEKAB. How do we save what's left of our country? I don't know. I wish I could see a clear path forward, but I don't. The GOP? Hopeless. 

Ideas? Anybody?

Meanwhile, I nurse a torn meniscus, lament my weight gain from the lockdown, focus on moving things into the new house, and watch movies and TV shows from the 1970s and 1980s, which I didn't particularly like the first time around, but now find a breath of fresh air from a more innocent, promising, and happier past. 

This is not a good way to live.

As long, however, as I am watching old movies, let me recommend a more recent one, as well. It's a couple of years old, stars an excellent British actor, James Norton, and is directed by the also excellent director from Poland, Agniezka Holland. She is one of the best and gutsiest directors around.

The film is Mr. Jones. 

Mr. Jones is a remarkable film that takes on not just Communism but its Western apologists, especially the fake news media. It is based on the true story of the struggle by Welshman Gareth Jones to debunk the outrageous pro-Stalin reporting coming out of Moscow by everybody's favorite Pulitizer-prize winner, the father of fake news, New York Times reporter, Walter Duranty, played with a magnificent sneering perverseness by American actor Peter Sarsgaard. The film tells, in harrowing detail, of Jones's visit to Duranty in Moscow, of the truth Jones discovers about Stalin's effort to annihilate the people of Ukraine, of Jones's surreptitious visit to Ukraine, and of the consequences of telling the truth. Oh, yes, George Orwell makes an appearance, too.

As one of my sons said to me, this is the sort of film conservatives should be making.

Watch it. 

You will come away wondering where will we find a Gareth Jones for our times--and thank you Agniezka Holland.

Dreary Times

Once again, profuse apologies for the scarce posting. 

This setting up of a new house in Raleigh has proved much more complicated and time-consuming than initially thought. You know, "no plan survives first contact . . . " We now have a major water leak in the kitchen and, and, never mind . . . it's all too dreary and matches the national mood, to wit, malaise caused by a drip.

That drip, by the way, is what one of my Diplosons calls the "Entity known as Biden." 

Have we ever had a more invisible, implausible, malevolent, and, well, fraudulent presence in the White House? That is not a rhetorical question. We have no president. We have a cabal of vindictive leftoid progressives out to undo the West and recreate it in the image of . . . what? Communist China? Stasi GDR? Orwell's 1984? Whatever it is, it's unpleasant, unfree, and unwelcome.

Couple of bright spots. 

President Trump's speech at CPAC was pretty good. Nice rallying cry. Of course, it doesn't mean anything unless we can fix our electoral system to reflect how American citizens actually vote. If the GOP wants to save itself from another round of fraud, and from the disaffection of a growing number of Americans it must get rid of the RINOS, and use its still considerable clout at the state level to restore integrity to the voting process. Otherwise, why bother to vote? Why bother to do anything political of a peaceful nature? 

The other bright spot? 

The total collapse of the Golden Globes. I can't find anybody who watched it. More people seemed to have watched Trump's speech, despite the efforts to censor it, than that politically correct, oh-so progressive awards show. Has anybody even heard of the shows and films being awarded? Hollywood is dead and is only gradually realizing it. A good thing.

I will try to write more later, if life allows.

Vaccine, Vaccine, Vaccine, Vaccine . . .

 OK, everybody sing along with me (and Dolly Parton)

Vaccine, vaccine, vaccine, vaccine

I am begging of you please,

Vaccine, vaccine, vaccine, vaccine,

Don't take my arm just because you can . . .

Yielding to the demands of the Diplowife, we got our first dose of the magic vaccine. 

We went to a drive-thru venue at a local sports arena. The whole affair from showing up to leaving took about 90 minutes. Lots of confirmations that we formed part of the approved group (over 65, grumpy, jerks) and that we had no allergies, understood the risks, etc. 

Lot more checking than when we voted, that's for sure. Anyhow, in the end, it was as painless as it was pointless. 

I asked one of the very nice young ladies, all suited up in a cross between semi-hazmat gear and highway worker outfit, whether getting this thing meant I no longer had to wear a mask. See smiled--I think she smiled, hard to tell behind all that masking--and her muffled response was, "No. You still have to wear the mask . . . " OK. So the mask is the powerful juju in this absurd affair? I assume it will protect me from rioting Antifas and BLMers as well; I guess I can dump the rest of my gun collection in the river. 

Will the mask protect me from the mounting evidence of "Biden's" malicious stupidity?

As I have noted before, I am still in "news lock-out" mode. One of my Diplosons, however, insists on calling me every morning with the opening line, "Did you see what Biden has done now?" He and his friends were laughing over some fake "town hall" event that the fake "President" held. My son kept saying, "Those were scripted questions! Even then he couldn't answer them! He couldn't even stay with his script. Garbled sentences. Made no sense!" Diploson and his buddies all concluded that Biden has no idea what is happening. 

We have here a serious issue. This man is a zombie, totally unfit for any public office, much less the US presidency, and surrounded by a cabal of morons, woke maniacs, power-hungry swamp creatures, grifters, and haters of America and the West. We, in short, have here a formula for disaster. 

I keep thinking of a "Mission Impossible" episode with Martin Landau in which a group of Nazis had fled to some unnamed Latin American country to plot their return to power. Their leader, however, was, in fact, dead or comatose, and some vile number two, presumably Martin Borman, was the only one who knew this but yet brought messages "from" the Leader. Biden's people must have seen that episode. He's a fraud, an illegitimate fraud occupying the White House.

Once again with feeling!

Jill B, Jill B, Jill B, Jill B,

          I am begging of you please,

          Jill B, Jill, Jill B, Jill B, 

          Don't let your man ruin my country just because you can . . . 

Bits and Pieces

I have remained virtually "newsless" for several weeks. The few glimpses I have caught of "news anchors" prattling on, have made me furious and sad. So many lies. So much false information. So much suppression of real debate, e.g., we may not question the obviously fraudulent 2020 presidential election. To do so, you risk your job. It's STASI time in America.

The only bit of news I followed, and just a bit, was the absurd and unconstitutional impeachment trial. It shows, once again, that the DNC and its echo chamber will do anything, no matter how despicable, to smear, slander, destroy our real President, Donald J. Trump. What I particularly find unforgivable is that seven Republican senators voted to convict Trump of a fake crime. Disgusting. I am sure the attack on Trump and his family will continue from all reaches of the corrupt and dismal swamp. The IRS, the FBI, etc., will all get a crack at the Trump family. 

My two older boys came by the new house a couple of nights ago, and helped me set up the cutting edge 1990's technology media center left behind by the previous owner. A mess of wires and boxes. I gave up, but the lads persisted, and--what do you know?--we have a giant screen experience. We, well, they hooked in the new ROKU to the old ceiling-mounted projector, cranked up the "ancient" sound system, and we all watched "Saving Private Ryan," a movie you could not make today. No lesbians charging the Nazi bunkers on Omaha Beach? All those white guys! What!?! CANCEL! CANCEL!

We sat around and the topic became "experts." One son related how colleagues at the large software company where he works, were arguing for the wearing of masks, citing "experts,"some of whom now advocate for "double masks." My boys are VERY skeptical of "experts." As one son noted, "Hey, Kevorkian was an 'expert.' He was a doctor. Mengele was an 'expert,' too. The guys who persecuted Galileo were 'experts'." I think that says it all about "experts."

Sorry for the brevity of the post, but I am exhausted. The Diplowife, who has endless amounts of energy, continues to have me move things and unpack this and repack that. She refuses to accept that I am an old grumpy man, now. Sigh.

George P. Shultz, RIP

Read yesterday that former SecState George Shultz died 100 years old. I always liked and admired him, and was proud to have worked for him

By today's right-wing standards, of course, he was an old-fashioned globalist. By today's left-wing standards, of course, he was an old-fashioned imperialist. By my standards, he was a man of his times, and, much missed nowadays, a patriot. He was not a revolutionary when it came to government affairs. He did not question the structure of international organizations or the existence of treaties. When, for example, he took over the creaky State Department bureaucracy, he did not launch some radical restructuring or purge, he accepted it for what it was and--horrors!--made it work. He was a superb manager who knew how to pursue the mission's objectives, and get the best out of the people and the equipment he got handed. He was, after all, an old US Marine. 

He, an ardent anti-Communist, was determined to bring down the Soviet Union, which he saw as the biggest threat on the planet to the United States and the cause of freedom. He loved America, and even before the term became known, believed in a foreign policy that put "America First." I was just a lowly Pakistan desk officer, but even I knew that we were work to "roll back" the Soviets. His formidable Under Secretary for Political Affairs, Larry Eagleburger, made that clear to all of us, no matter how low our ranks. Eagleburger, btw, was famous for calling lowly peons, such as myself, directly and summoning them to his office--which he had decorated with a ceramic eagle atop a hamburger--and quizzing us mercilessly about some topic or another without our immediate superiors present; he wanted the info raw, and unrefined by the ponderous "clearance process"--unheard of in the State Department. Shultz and his team had a very visible and tangible presence in the Department. They insisted that the bureaucracy work--and it did. I never saw the Department work as well either before or after Shultz. 

Sure, perhaps, in retrospect he had a limited vision. He, as noted, was not a radical. To my chagrin, for example, he accepted the advice of the Near East Bureau on how to handle the Middle East, and went along with their nonsense about "engagement" with the Palestinians and appearing "even handed." He also accepted the UN, and only made limited efforts to reform that horrid organization. A group of us lowly dissidents wrote him a memo urging the US to get out of the UN; we never heard back. OK.  Understandable.

Despite all that, I still thought he was a great SecState who saw the US as the essential country and wanted to keep it that way.    

George Shultz, RIP.

Chaos in the Time of Biden

Sorry for the long delay in posting. 

As noted before, we have been involved in buying property in Raleigh. Done! We finally have begun moving in our stuff, getting internet, etc. Hate the process. The Diplowife loves it. She must have been Eisenhower or Hannibal (Barca, not Lecter) in a prior life. She loves logistics, leading and designing great operations with lots of moving parts revolving around precise timing. I prefer the more simple, sweat-pant life, but with the Generalissimo around, no hope of that . . . Anyhow, all is not lost: I am having a man-cave built that will house me along with my 150 or so pistols, rifles, and shotguns in secure splendor. In recent days, I have added to that mostly peaceful collection: a Colt Defender .45, a Guncrafter Hellcat 9mm, another STI Staccato 9mm, and a Baby Desert Eagle 9mm. I will, of course, dump them in the nearby lake very soon.

The political scene continues depressing beyond all belief. 

This Obama 2.0 fiasco will prove even more disastrous than the original version. We will all be POWs (Prisoners of the Woke) as we go MIA (Mad in America). The fraudulent "Biden" administration has begun with a flurry of Executive Orders, and vows to redesign our economy (more below). The progs, of course, are chasing after Trump, trying to "impeach" and convict him after he's left office: the precedent is set, my friends, for future endless persecutions of political rivals. I propose, for example, impeaching Obama for "Fast and Furious," Benghazi, and, along with VP Biden, for Russia-Gate--just for starters, mind you. The GOP, however, seems hopeless when it comes to fighting back, and most probably wouldn't do that, or even lay it out as a possibility. They can keep blowing up my phone asking for money: ain't gonna happen.

The "Biden" plan to deal with the fake pandemic is catastrophic. The vaccine roll-out is, to put it mildly, awkward, inept, and inefficient. They can blame it on Trump, of course, but that won't wash for long. The numbers of dead keep getting adjusted as it now turns out the New York State numbers are wrong. Cuomo should be impeached. Every day the media is reporting on COVID "variants"--the UK variant, the South African variant, etc. All meant to keep us terrified, drinking the prog Kool-Aid, wearing our absurd masks, and looking to Von Hidenburg, aka Biden, for salvation.  

On the economy. What can I say? 

We are in for a disastrous ride. "Biden" wants $15/hr minimum wage. Right. The real plan, of course, is to kill the lower cost red states, wipe out the generally pro-Trump small and mid-size businesses, and create unemployment requiring dependence on government and Dem-run programs. In one stoke of his pen, Governor Le Petomane, aka Biden, has devastated a great swath of the US (and Canadian) energy industry. He has once again halted the Keystone pipeline, and certainly anti-fracking actions will follow. His moronic, evil, entourage wants to destroy US energy independence, and put tens-of-thousands of energy workers out of jobs in the name of Gaia. All this, of course, benefits Putin (remember him?), the Iranians, and the rest of OPEC. The Paris Climate Accord is again the darling of the "President"; an accord that should properly be known as the China & India Coal Industry Promotion Deal

The "President" has begun recreating the chaos that, prior to Trump, had existed on our southern border, to the chagrin of the Mexicans who were quite happy with Trump's policy. For the first time in decades, order was being established along that border. Now Mexico sees the prospects of renewed Central American "caravans" and, as noted, renewed chaos, violence, corruption, etc., along the border. Just what Mexico needed. Not to mention just what our border communities needed. A massive betrayal. 

In the Middle East, Trump's gigantic steps towards peace are being reversed as the Iranians get placated. The Israelis and the Arabs will have to strike their own accords and engage in other actions, no USA, to deal with the Iranians. 

Civil liberties have come under an assault not seen since the days of Woodrow Wilson. The Biden mouthpieces in the media and high tech are demonizing conservative voices, getting them "deplatformed" and "demonetized." The universities have gone full steam ahead suppressing dissent among faculty and students. Fake science is being promoted and resistance will not be tolerated.

The communists/fascists have taken power. Beijing licks its chops.

From Real to CGI: From Trump to Biden

It's mourning for America. 

It remains unclear when/if we will rebound from the disasters of 2020; between the fake pandemic that disrupted our economy and society, and the fraudulent elections that destroyed what little trust remained in our political institutions, there seems little hope for a quick recovery. The fake inauguration of January 20, has installed a fake president, what one of my sons calls "America's CGI president." I would add, it's not very good CGI; many cheap movies and video games have better CGI--note to programmers, don't make the "president" character out as a gray, gaga, crooked, pervert. 

The coup which the progs, aka Communists, had plotted for years, decades, went off better than they could have hoped. With little "opposition" resistance from the GOP, a total collapse of the justice and the judicial systems, the use of targeted violence, massive electoral fraud, and the active complicity of both the new and the legacy media billionaire titans, nearly 250 years as the world's most successful and powerful democratic republic vanished in a blink of an eye. Our venerable Constitution, the superb guide for those almost 250 years, has become an old document in a museum, something held up and derided as an example of "toxic white male culture."

Donald Trump was by far the best president America has had since Abraham Lincoln. 

He gave us renewed hope that freedom and liberty could trump the hopelessness and negativity promoted by the left. He questioned and challenged the corrupt and self-anointed global elite; restored economic growth and prosperity which benefitted the majority; began the process of re-establishing us as an industrial power; refused to undertake pointless wars while at the same time re-building our military; and began to reassert our control over our border, energy, and educational policies emphasizing respect for our sovereignty and traditions. 

Trump's proved a masterful performance. He was not the usual politico: he did not lie to us, and did not enhance his personal finances. We will miss him, miss him greatly. He will, undoubtedly, now face endless tribulations as his enemies come after him, his family, his businesses, and his supporters' freedom; the left needs to destroy him and the "deplorables" as a political force. I hope, and trust, that "We the People" will not allow that to happen. We'll see.

Taking the suggestion of an astute reader of this ultimately doomed blog, I reluctantly took down Old Glory from in front of my house, and replaced it with the Gadsden flag. The Diplowife predicts it will not last long; some irate neighbor will either rip it down or call the cops--"I feel threatened!"

 

Dark days.

On Martin Luther King

On the occasion of MLK Day here in the USA, I repost a little something I wrote back in 2014--seems like a hundred years ago. A few minor edits, nothing major.

January 21, 2014
The Legacy of Martin Luther King, Jr. 

Yesterday was Martin Luther King Day in the US; the TV and other media were full of stories about King and his times, and what it all means today. He has been compared to Gandhi and Mandela, become an icon for American "progressives," and, of course, a historical symbol of the nonviolent civil rights struggle of the 1950s and 1960s. He won the Nobel Peace Prize, almost every major American city has a thoroughfare named for him, and, as noted, we have a national holiday in his honor--making him and Columbus the only ones to have such holidays. Gunned down in 1968, at the age of thirty-nine, he left the civil rights movement to less capable and less visionary successors who undermined his legacy and his goal of a color-blind nation.

Was he a great man? 

He showed great courage, commitment to his cause, insistence on nonviolence, strong political and leadership skills, patriotism, and became a highly eloquent spokesman for civil rights. "I Have a Dream" is one of the great speeches in the English language. King's "Letter from a Birmingham Jail" more than equals any Thoreau or Gandhi writings, and is not something that today's civil rights leaders, such as they are, could match, nor could the typical graduate of almost any university in the world today. (The letter's pacing, erudition, and, above all, the surgical preciseness with which it takes down opposing arguments bring to mind General Sherman's letter to the Mayor of Atlanta.) King's life made a difference to millions of people. The answer, therefore, to this paragraph's question is yes, he was a great man.

That said, serious problems exist with some of the narrative spun about King, in particular, and the civil rights struggle, in general. Part of the problem, of course, is that King died young, enabling others, as happened with the two Kennedy brothers, to fill in the rest of the story and use it to further certain political agendas. King died short of his fortieth birthday; had he lived longer, presumably he would have evolved and, possibly, become a very different man than he was when he died--we will never know. What we do know is that the Democratic Party and their "progressive" media and education machines have rewritten the history of the civil rights struggle. This was driven home to me some years ago while visiting a college campus. The students assumed King was a Democrat, and the segregationists confronting the peaceful marchers, and using fire hoses, snarling police dogs, and truncheons, and wearing white hoods were Republicans. They assumed a Republican killed King--today's college kids probably believe the Tea Party had him killed. That the exact opposite is true, shocks many. King came from a staunchly Republican family--his father, a prominent rights leader in his own right--endorsed Richard Nixon against JFK in the 1960 presidential election. The Democrats had a one-party lock on the South. The party of slave owners and secessionists, had become the party of Jim Crow, school segregation, anti-miscegenation laws, poll taxes, and on and on.

Many Americans, not to mention foreigners, do not realize not only that the Republican party formed in opposition to slavery and that Lincoln was a Republican, but that famous Supreme Court Chief Justice Earl Warren, whose rulings dismantled the legal basis for segregation and put serious limits on the power of police, was a former Republican Governor of California. It was, furthermore, war hero and Republican President Dwight Eisenhower who sent troops to Arkansas to enforce court-ordered desegregation at Little Rock Central High School. Congressional Republicans were the main supporters of civil rights legislation; their votes ensured passage of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, over the opposition of a significant bloc of Democrats--let us also not forget that Congressional Democrats for years blocked Republican efforts to pass federal anti-lynching legislation. All this, of course, is history, but an important chunk of American history that is being lost, distorted, or otherwise flushed down the memory sewer--along with the fact that anti-leftist J. Edgar Hoover proved the most formidable foe of the Ku Klux Klan (KKK), an organization founded and staffed by Democrats, such as long-time Democratic Senator Robert Byrd.

Before I return to King, let me address another issue that has been badly distorted and become something of a meme among the quasi-literate left. I refer to the idea that the parties "switched places." This is something I have heard from some lefties who, knowing the true history of the Democratic and Republican Parties when it comes to race and civil rights, try to argue that that was then, and this is now. Since FDR, or so, they argue the parties "switched" places on the race issue, with Republicans taking the role of protecting white privilege and keeping minorities, especially blacks, down. The truth is quite different. What happened was that the old party of slavers, segregationists, lynch mobs, and secessionists figured out that government programs and intervention would serve to deprive Republicans of a significant voter bloc. They aimed to keep black Americans dependent on the largess of government and Democrat-run urban political machines. Anyone who doubts that should read the crude comment in which President Johnson revealed the real purpose underlying his massive social program expansion, i.e., to keep black Americans voting Democratic. The Democrats succeeded in this objective.

Back to King and the civil rights movement. By the time of his death, King was losing control of the movement. It was fragmenting. King's vision of a nonviolent effort had come under assault by radical elements. The messages of non-violence and a concentration on individual liberty were losing traction. The thirty-nine-year-old King seemed old, thundering out a message from another time. A new generation of black activists, inspired by the increasingly confrontational and violent atmosphere in the country, challenged King for the spotlight, and found allies in violence in the largely white anti-Vietnam War movement. The civil rights struggle increasingly became part of the noise of the very bad closing years of the 1960s, years which saw bloody race riots shake nearly every major American city, and numerous acts of domestic terrorism. In addition, what had been a largely grass-roots, private sector movement was being sabotaged by growing government involvement. Many black leaders got siphoned off by government programs to "fight poverty." Activists increasingly focused on getting handouts to their followers rather than, as noted above, on King's more lofty, ancient-sounding focus on liberty, and the goal of having people judged not by their color but by the "content of their character." This new generation of government-oriented and dependent leaders did not fit in with King's conservative, Southern, church-based movement. They wanted racial turmoil, not racial harmony. We need also remember that Attorney General Robert Kennedy had King under FBI surveillance, including the making of compromising tapes of King's extra-marital liaisons, providing the government excellent blackmail material against him.

All these factors, in my view, had begun to take a toll on King; he aged dramatically in appearance, and started talking about issues not directly related to the civil rights struggle, e.g., the Middle East, Vietnam. Had he lived longer, we likely would have seen King becoming radicalized, pushed leftward as he sought to retain control of the movement--but, as noted before, we will never know.

In sum, he was a great man with a great vision. His successors, many of them frauds of the first rank, largely have not been faithful to that vision of liberty and color-blindness, and we all have suffered for it.

Waiting for a Ceausescu Moment?

In Raleigh, to visit the kids, and put the semi-final touches on a protracted--ugh!--real estate transaction. We spent a lot of time watching old movies--e.g., Fail Safe, the 1964 version--and trash TV from the past and overseas--e.g., a tacky but funny Brit series Benidorm. All the boys refuse to watch any news outlets, and, of course, consider the "election" of Traitor Joe and Cali Ho as the ultimate bad joke. They were even more pessimistic than I about the future; they, after all, along with their children will have to live with the consequences of the Great 2020 Theft much longer than I. That's, perhaps, the major benefit of being old.

We got to talking about solutions for the current crisis. As I noted, they seemed extremely negative, and very down about what could be done in light of the massive censorship and, clearly, the plans for a continued lock-down in the name of "fighting the virus." 

They saw the first and second amendments as, in essence, burnt toast. All three blamed the GOP more than they did the DNC. As one son put it, "The Republicans were supposed to be on our side. We know the Democrats hate us and hate America. The Republicans did nothing to stop the Democrats!" One son swore he would never vote again, "What's the point?"

It was hard to argue against the view that all is bleak. 

One hope, I told them, was for a "Ceausescu moment," something I think could come in the not too-distant future. 

The corrupt, gaga old dictator of Romania and his hideous wife, Elena, who, by the way, insisted on being called "Doctor," stood on the balcony of Communist Party HQS in Bucharest's Piata Palatulul, December 21, 1989, to give a standard Commie end-of-year speech. The video of the event, widely available, is worth watching. It proves fascinating to see the crowd in the plaza begin to turn on Ceausescu, and how, at first, the dictator doesn't absorb what is happening. As the insults from the multitude grow louder, the much more alert Elena realizes the plan has not survived first contact. She frantically tries to quiet the crowd; hubby begins promising raising wages and increasing this and that benefit. Too late. The people won't buy it; the cops refuse to suppress their fellow citizens; the Commie couple flees. Three days later, Nicolae and Elena face a firing squad--also available on video.

Romania was one of the tightest dictatorships in the East Bloc, right up there with the GDR. I remember dealing with the regime's reps in the UN, and they were evil fanatics. In the end, however, not even the Romanian secret police, once a much feared and powerful organization, could defeat the power of the truth and the righteous anger of the people. 

A Ceausescu moment, without the execution. 

Maybe, maybe . . . 

Boycott the January 20 Charade

The Communistic-Nazification of America continues apace. The "prog" alliance  consisting of corrupt politicians; Marxist-Leninist-Rohmist street thugs; all sorts of semi-literate products of academia; politicized junk "scientists"; well-paid racial theory mountebanks; gangs of approved docile media "journalists"; Hollywood lunatics; and uber-rich woke techies has produced the horrid landscape bespoiling our once free, powerful, and thriving country. 

George Orwell, Enoch Powell, Joseph McCarthy, Allan Bloom, Ayn Rand, you folks predicted it, or, at least, warned us about different aspects of the current nightmare. 

Let's chat briefly about the charade that will take place in DC on January 20. 

In normal times, in sane times, the inauguration of a new US President makes for an exciting, colorful, and interesting event. Whether or not our guy won, we traditionally viewed the event as a reaffirmation of our long history as a democratic republic, of our tradition of peaceful transfers of power, and of our willingness to give the new guy a chance to prove himself. 

We, however, do not live in normal times, in sane times. We will have January 20, 2021, a break in that long tradition. The "progs" who rejected President Trump have taken control of the levers of power via massive electoral fraud, and, of course, thanks to their near total control of the means of communication. On January 20, we will have a corrupt, gaga, pervert nominally sworn in as President. He will, in fact, prove no such thing; he will be the puppet of the destructive forces of "progdom." They plan to keep him around a bit, and then toss him overboard.  

I propose one little act of rebellion for those of us who still believe in the idea of America: ignore, actively ignore, the ludicrous event on the 20th. Do not watch the thing on any media or network. No ratings. No attention. Let DC become a ghost town, patrolled by the 25,000 National Guards the DNC reportedly wants called up. Do not mount any public protest anywhere. Above all, ignore the fake, false flag calls on the internet for an "armed protest" at Capitol Hill: clearly a trap, and a crude one, at that. 

For the first time in my life, I will remove the US flag from the front of my house. The Diplowife has suggested leaving it but with black bunting; one of my sons has suggested flying it upside down. All good suggestions but, nah, I will take it down and not fly it again for the foreseeable future. I will also make sure to buy another gun on that day. 

I know these are little things, but they might be a start to making it clear that Biden is no more the president of the USA than is Howdy Doody. 

The real presidency of the United States will reside in Silicon Valley. DC is just a show.

OOOPS!

I am so embarrassed! 

I don't know how I will be able to face the gun control squad when the Harris/Biden/Beto administration takes over. Such shame . . . 

I don't know why or how, but some guy on Parler convinced me to let him clean my gun collection. He came by picked them ALL up and said he would take them to his gun cleaning shed somewhere on the Outer Banks. From what I am told by a witness,  whose name I didn't get, he put the guns on a raft which he towed behind some kind of motor boat. When he was a few miles offshore, a wave overturned the raft and ALL my guns went to the bottom of the sea! Since Parler is down I have no way of communicating with him and I don't know his real name!

How will I be able to turn over my guns to Beto!?

The shame! The shame!

Fighting Panzers with Custard Pies

I imagine that the gods of tech eventually will catch up to this little blog. Once they have finished de-platforming the much more popular, effective, and consequential messengers of the anti-tyranny and pro-Trumpist elements in our fracturing society, they will come for us little guys, too. Twitter already has kicked me to the curb, and, for unspecified TOS violations, Google has demonetized me--there went my ammo funds. Banning this blog, and thousands others, will come. So, once again, once they have finished with Trump, Bannon, GAB, Parler, Instapundit, etc., they will mop up this little outpost along with the other micro bastions of free thought. 

Well, better keep writing and posting until they do. One day, I won't be able to do so.

As with my previous post, I want to say a lot, but my mind keeps racing, suffering a sensory over load, making calm, rational exposition difficult. Profuse apologies, again. 

Does anybody doubt that the tyrants have begun their big, public moves? 

We see a steady cascade of news re Trump getting banned from social media, demands for the elimination of "hate speech" by the Silicon Valley oligarchs, the cries of "outrage" as the progs move to impeach and humiliate Trump in every manner possible, to wipe out his supporters, and the steady drumbeat of lies and distortions coming from the approved media. All this mixed in with the pseudo-science and fake news governing our response to a virus from which nearly 100% of "sufferers"emerge unscathed: keep us locked up in our homes, atomized, our businesses destroyed, dependent on government hand-outs, and our means of communication controlled. 

It is now Orwell's 1984. No need to go see Wonder Woman.

I find myself "perplexed"--not really--by comments from Europe, and even from within our GOP implying, in fact, openly stating, that the US avoided a coup on January 6. That pompous ass, just to name one, Angela "GDR Babe" Merkel churned my stomach with her sneering little lecture that elections "have winners and losers," and losers need to know how to lose. Please. No lessons on democracy from Europe, especially not from Germany, and most especially not from Merkel, who has done more damage to German and European democracy and society than any other German Chancellor since You-Know-Who. Merkel and her ilk, of course, rejoice that the USA under Harris/Biden will return to its pre-Trump docile state, so that Europe can go merrily about making deals with Russia, Iran, and China--and not have to pay for its own defense. 

We see the theme that with Trump gone, as noted above, the Constitution and the Republic will survive, and get told stories about Trump trying to get the military to intervene--in fact, Nancy Pelosi sought to intervene in the legally established military chain of command. All Fake News Nonsense. 

The coup has happened! 

I wrote about this coup attempt years ago (here, for example). For the past four years, we have seen an ongoing coup launched against President Trump by the DNC, and its allies foreign and domestic. It entered its final and most successful phase with the fraudulent elections of November 3. It continues today: we see the alliance with big tech come into full play as a curtain of censorship descends upon us on a scale never before seen in a modern democracy.  

I am blessed with some very bright children. My two oldest sons noted that it gave them a little jolt of cheer to see our political class on Capitol Hill cowering under their desks and chairs, afraid of the wrath of the people. As one son wrote, "These politicians have no problem sending off young kids to die in endless wars over nothing, and destroying people's livelihoods with b.s. lock-downs over the flu, but they prove themselves cowards when confronted by the people. For once, they got a glimpse of life outside the DC bubble." In Spain, when the golpistas erupted into the parliament (Las Cortes) brave deputy Prime Minister and General Manuel Gutierrez Mellado stood up and confronted them. Did any of our politicos go out and meet the crowd, talk to them, listen to them? Unlike in Spain, I note, our so-called "golpistas" were not armed.

Even politicians who should, and probably do know better, such as Governor Noemi and Senator Paul, have adopted the line that we must move on, that the GOP needs to reassess its messaging and candidates, etc. Again, what are they talking about? The prog forces have marshalled their vast resources to avoid another 2016 from happening again. They seek to crush all independent thought and centers of power, political and economic. Unless we get an effective resistance right now, the country is gone; our Constitution just an interesting old document in a museum.

Can we put up an effective resistance? I don't know. 

The enemy--and that's what they are--have control over the communications nets, the economy, the schools, the courts, the police, the military, etc. What do we have besides the truth and tens-of-millions of people? Is that enough? I don't know. 

For now, we fight the panzers of tyranny with custard pies. 

I would be delighted to get some Polish cavalry.

Trump at the Finland Station?

Before I start this post, let me apologize for it. 

It will prove somewhat rambling and disconnected. The events of this day have jumbled my thought processes, leaving me angry, depressed, and just sad over the state of my country. I suffer a deep, deep sense of betrayal which I cannot shake. This post will violate my cardinal rule about posting: wait 24 hours, or even 48, before offering up thoughts on fast-moving events. I will violate that rule, at my own peril, but I have to write something before I sulk off to bed and a likely sleepless night. 

Another little warning: I have no secret sources of reliable information. I get my information from our despicable CCP-style mass media, with all its censorship and deliberate distortions, and from reading a wide variety of commentators on the internet, good, bad, indifferent, left and right, and then reach my own conclusions--a risky proposition, but, there you have it.

Watching President Trump address the massive gathering in DC today, I thought back to my university days when I read Edmund Wilson's, To The Finland Station. The edition I owned had a dramatic cover drawing depicting Lenin addressing adoring throngs gathered to receive him at Petrograd's famous train station upon his return to Russia in April 1917, after nearly 17 years in exile. That image stayed with me over the years as a classic example of the melding of theater and politics. As noted, it came back watching Trump in DC. I don't want to push the analogy too far, but the subsequent televised images of a portion of the crowd besieging the Capitol and other government buildings also conjured in my mind the attack on the Winter Palace, the storming of the Bastille, Yeltsin on a tank before the Russian parliament building, the German Spartacist uprising of 1918-19, the . . . oh, well, you get it. 

I had a hard time believing this was the USA. 

No doubt some "attackers" consisted of infiltrated BLM/Antifa thugs. I, however, cannot in good conscience blame it all on a "false flag" operation by those despicable and violent Communists. The fact that the "invaders" caused little damage, and, for example, did not burn the place down, indicates that there were few Antifa types. 

For the past several years, especially since the election of President Trump, the so-called progressives, more accurately known as Communists, have striven to create "revolutionary conditions" in the US and throughout the West, in general. They promoted and justified violence as a political instrument. They took over the schools and universities; and they came to dominate the mass media, Hollywood, and the high tech enterprises, nearly all aspects of government, be it on a national or local level, the courts, and even the police--the blue are blue, so what do you back when you back the blue? The prog blue, that's what. Was there any justification for the police shooting in the Capitol?

The progs formed an alliance not unlike that of the original National Socialists, aka Nazis, between street thugs, public bureaucrats, racial-theory mountebanks, and the big money class. As I have written many times, in their relentless pursuit of power, the progs spread misery and hopelessness as far and wide as possible. Joy and fun were assaulted; faith and family values ridiculed; everything must be political! The middle class and the little enterprises must be crushed: the productive jobs exported; regulations of all sorts implemented to strangle what small businesses remained; no independent sources of power. The fake COVID-19 "pandemic" with its absurd lock-down provided a wonderful opportunity to reverse the gains made under Trump in restoring the economy and fomenting American independence. As part and parcel of their grand plan, of course, the progs undertook massive electoral fraud of the type we saw in the November 2020 elections, and in yesterday's Georgia Senate run-offs.

Well, they succeeded. The left succeeded. Indeed.

They created "revolutionary conditions." 

They, however, might have made one mistake. 

The revolution is not coming from their side. It's coming from the "populist-right," from the MAGA crowd fed-up, and tired of having their livelihoods destroyed, their freedoms vaporized, and the glue of the nation dissolved. 

The left, as noted, promoted and justified violence in the pursuit of political ends; that left might well come to regret this.

The actions today in DC will have many and unforeseen ramifications. In the short-run, they will ensure the defeat of the electoral challenge to the Biden theft. The mood in DC will shift against the MAGA crowd, and these events might give the cowards the cover they always wanted not to resist the theft. In the long-run, however, I think something has changed in a fundamental way. I can't yet describe it, but something seems happening "out there," something that could result in a very different America than what the progs seek to create.

I will leave it at that. Don't know how much sense I am making. 

Again, my apologies.

We'll See, We'll See . . .

Lots of political activities afoot in the Old Republic. Nobody, or so I think, can foretell what will happen.

First, of course, we have the unusual dual Senator race going to a vote in Georgia. At stake we have two Republican-held Senate seats. The loss of both will turn the Senate over to the lunatics in the Democratic party, and away from the cowards in the Republican Party. 

If the Republicans hang on to these seats, and the CCP's guy, Joe "Huh?" Biden, gets inaugurated on January 20, that could make Senate majority leader Mitch McConnell the most powerful politician in America. We'll see whether the Dem fraud machine goes into high gear or whether it will stand down a bit this time around. We'll see.

Second, we have pending tomorrow, January 6, the Presidential "electoral vote count." This is generally a pro-forma affair, but might not be this time around. I don't care what the Constitutional experts and pundits state, none of them knows what will happen. It could go many different ways, much of it dependent on how Vice President Pence, who will sit as the presiding officer at the event, interprets and executes the powers given him by the Constitution. Will he, as some suggest, ignore the Electoral Vote Count Act written some eleven years after the contentious 1876 election? Will he reject electors from contested states? Will he delay things until we get more clarity from the legislatures in Wisconsin, Arizona, Pennsylvania, etc? How will the Ted Cruz-led challenge go? I don't know, and as I stated above, I don't think anybody else does either. We'll see.

The Republic is at stake. That much I do know.

BREXIT: at Last Free, Free at Last

I have in the past written about the British struggle to break free of the EU's suffocating and tyrannical embrace. You can see some of my thoughts on BREXIT and the EU here, here, and here and elsewhere in the archives of this inconsequential blog. When Boris "The Dude" Johnson won election to Number 10, I was delighted. I thought that the alliance of two unconventional New Yorkers with wild hair would take the world by storm. 

The Dude, however, had to tend to some messy local politics, first, to ensure he had a firm grasp of the Parliament and then proceed to fight off the EU and its Deep State, high tech, media allies to try to ensure Britain's independence. 

He had to undo the damage done to Britain's standing by the hapless Theresa May, a major TINO (Tory in Name Only), who either through incompetence or malice had fouled up the negotiations to get the UK out of the EU. I became somewhat distressed with the Dude when he, much like our own President, caved to the fraudulent scientific "experts" and shut down his country in response to the ChiCom virus. I thought, well, he's just become another one of "them." In the end, however, he marched on to get the UK out of that cesspool into which the globalists had led the nation. I haven't read the fine print of the deal, but am encouraged that folks whom I trust on this issue, such as Nigel Farage, have given (I think) the deal a thumbs up.  

This is one of the few bright spots on the current world horizon; we should acknowledge and celebrate it. 

Happy Independence Day to the UK!