Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Absolutely Right: The Charlottesville Doctrine

From T. L. Davis, The New Normal:
The Charlottesville Doctrine
Further demonstration of the fact that the terms Republican and Democrat have no meaning is the way the cowards and traitors of the Republican establishment have come out in favor of Antifa, the new KKK of both parties. There is no other way to interpret the vehemence with which the Bushes, Rubio, McCain, Cory Gardener, etc, etc have attacked Trump for pointing out the simple fact that violence was unleashed on the white supremacists and Nazis at the Charlottesville protest.

Like 'em or not, the white supremacists and Nazi's had a permit to rally and it was the responsibility of the state to protect that right and to protect the demonstrators. Those who did not have a permit were the Antifa counter-demonstrators, who arrived with weapons and the intent to inflict injury on the protesters. This is a coordinated attack on other Americans aided and abetted by the state and city governments.

What Antifa, with the help of government officials, including the police department and state police, have demonstrated to the entire nation, is that if someone has a point of view with which one disagrees, perhaps even vehemently, it should be countered with violence.
This is the Charlottesville Doctrine: Protests held and engaged in by individuals with disgusting and socially objectionable points of view should be met with violence.
In the military world, the correct (and quickest) way to get a blisteringly stupid order changed, was to follow it to the hilt. Civilian PTB apparently want to learn that lesson physically and existentially, in a nose-ground-into-the-pavement sort of way too.

This will not turn out the way they think.

Some of us are too old for that shit. And if caught up in other people's nonsense, we won't be playing by Marquis of Queensbury Rules.

Hey, Antifa...are you bulletproof?
How about fireproof...?

So go ahead, idiots.
Bring a knife to a gunfight.
Or bricks to a Molotov fight.
Let us know how that feels the next day.
You really won't like what the other side means when they say "triggered".

You Leftards started this shit. Because you got out-argued, and out-voted.
Life is tough. It's tougher when you're stupid.
Go home now.
Or else, you won't be happy when the pushback from the Right finishes it.

And the Government thugs can either stop it from starting in the first place, and uphold their oaths, like they failed to do in Berzerkely, Charlottesville, and elsewhere. Or they can end up on the same gibbet for trying to keep things one-sided. Hint: If you stood down for the opener, you'd better stay on the porch until it's over, and lift not a finger afterwards; or you've effectively signaled which side you're already on. If you think gangs are tough, Officer Fuckstick, try taking on the entire civil population. You want to go home to your families, now might be a good time. Just leave the guns and badges on the desk on your way out.

The Rest Of The Story

h/t Cold Fury

It's taken a few days, but the one-sided narrative of the MSM of Saturday's riot in Charlottesville, driven by the visuals of one murderous asstard ramming Antifa with his car, is starting to unravel.
City Journal: Why did Virginia’s political leadership order the police and National Guard to stand down?
by Bob McManus
Why did the city of Charlottesville, and the state of Virginia, suspend the First Amendment for Saturday’s calamitous “Unite the Right” rally? And would the outcome have been different—one protester dead in a deliberate car-ramming, two state troopers killed in a demonstration-related helicopter accident, and a nation’s confidence in its institutions severely shaken once again—had the authorities vigorously defended all parties’ constitutional right to free expression?
I'm shocked! Shocked, I say: Leftists in power cheating people of the equal protection of the law.

 But what would have been the outcome had the police and the Virginia National Guard—both on hand in strong numbers—done their duty, enforced properly obtained demonstration permits, and preserved the right of the warring parties to make their respective points without being physically attacked, one by the other and vice versa? It’s worth remembering that Charlottesville did everything it could to prevent the demonstrations, issuing permits only after being sued by the ACLU. And when push came to shove—literally—on Saturday, police and National Guardsmen were to be found only on the periphery of the brawling. Indeed, the Virginia ACLU reported that police were refusing to intervene unless specifically ordered to do so.
“There was no police presence,” Brittany Caine-Conley, a minister-in-training at Charlottesville’s Sojourners United Church of Christ, told the New York Times. “We were watching people punch each other; people were bleeding all the while police were inside of barricades at the park, watching. It was essentially just brawling on the street and community members trying to protect each other.”
Almost at first contact, Charlottesville mayor Michael Signer and Virginia governor Terry McAuliffe declared a state of emergency and cancelled the demonstrators’ permits, whereupon police began funneling the alt-right protestors away from the designated demonstration site—and, some reports have it, toward the counter-protestors. The carnage followed in short order. Whether the breakdown in police protection was purposeful—that is, intended to quash a constitutionally protected demonstration and provoke a violent confrontation—is a question unlikely to be pursued in Virginia’s present political environment. As partisan eye-gougers go, Governor McAuliffe, a Democrat, is near the top of the list; Mayor Signer, also a Democrat, seems to be cut from the same cloth.
But deliberate or not, the effect was the same: when the sun went down over Charlottesville Saturday, the First Amendment was lying in the dust, and the civic ties meant to bind all Americans were just that much weaker.
In other words, the exact two-sided street brawl President Trump described in his press conference, the one that has the Usual Suspects shitting themselves and hyperventilating, and the disloyal Opposition from his own party trying to pay Pres.Trump back for kicking the shit out of them in last years' primaries, went down exactly as he described it.

Memo to race-baiting CNN: "Go f**k yourselves. Strong letter follows."

Ann Coulter, after watching Trump wipe the floor with frothing moonbats in the White House press corps, tweeted "We finally got our leader back!"

So much for the 57th thing, since inauguration, that they're sure is going to "really, finally, absolutely - no, we mean it this time - put an end to his administration, and undo the election that pissed all of us commie crybabies off so hard!"

By Request

From comments:
Now that it looks like we may be on the short march to national self-immolation, there are questions that keeps nagging me.

Specifically, if it really hits the fan, how would other powers (read: Russia, China) work to turn it to their advantage? Related: If things REALLY got bad, and it looked like real nut jobs (with the ones I'm thinking about being hostile to Russia) were about to get control of the nukes, how would THAT play out?

The apocalyptic part of me is thinking that pre-emptive EMPs and depressed trajectory SLBM strikes on political and military centers of power could be in our future. That's probably just some anxious BS that could be cured by Xanax, but my mind keeps going there. If you have some thoughts on this, would you mind sharing them?
Others would tread very carefully. The scariest scenario for every nuclear power is when the theoretically rational actors lose control of their own nukes.

It's a scenario of real life baby-with-a-live-grenade - for everyone.
That's why continuity-of-government and continuity-of-command operational plans are some of the most thoroughly detailed, closely-held, and codeword classified far-beyond-top-secret war plans there are.

For the same reason no one tries to sneak up on a crazy guy with a gun, no one (sane) is going to try to "take advantage" of us or anyone if things go squirrelly. Everyone goes to full defensive posture, but nobody wants to get clever when the finger on the button may be some twitchy fruit loop.

We've been through it several times during Russian coups, and on our own for times like when Kennedy and Reagan were shot. The way it plays out in real life is probably akin to the scenes in The West Wing when the president was shot, or when the planes hit the WTC on 9/11: the word gets put out quickly and clearly through diplomatic channels
"Don't screw with us right now".
For this reason, I strongly suspect (from nowhere near the inner sanctum) that if it looked like the NCA (National Command Authority) ability to launch nukes was compromised or about to be, the depressed-trajectory SLBM coming at whoever was attempting a launch would probably be one of our own Tridents from an Ohio-class boomer.
Bet on it.

If you can think of the scenario, there's an envelope covering it sitting in a file folder in a secure safe at NORAD, or whatever passes for it nowadays.

As for EMPs, I defer to former USAF targeting guy and occasional commentor, RandyGC, who noted that EMP effects are largely theoretical, extrapolated from one above-ground test 60 or so years ago. The reality could be far worse, or it could turn out to be Y2K: a giant non-event.

Obviously, no one's going to test it out.

But it would do functionally nothing to the guys on subs and sitting in MCC launch centers, except piss them off, while not doing anything militarily useful except announcing you were willing to play Global Thermonuclear War instead of tic tac toe.

Ain't nobody sane gonna go there.

The insane (Norks, Iranians, random jihadi @$$tards, etc.) are a constant threat 24/7/365, so no point discussing that in this context.

As for national self-immolation, we're a hardy beast. The Nazis going full-on couldn't bring down the Soviet Union. I think we're at least that tough, even now. And an internal crisis would have to get stupid crazy out of hand to become a problem. (Not impossible, just rather unlikely, IMHO). I would expect varying levels of local and regional sportiness if things start to unwind, with some places being pestilential post-apocalyptic sh*tholes right now (Chicongo, Debtroit, D.C., etc.).

As Remus says, "Avoid crowds."

Our biggest problems tend to come from simple stuff no one was paying proper attention to: a squirrel commits seppuku via transformer, and 5 states lose their power grid; a Cat V hurricane lands right on the rinkiest section of levees athwart a major city; and so on.

Invest in planning in two ways: the likeliest scenario where you are, and the most catastrophic scenario where you are. For me here, it'd be The Big One monster earthquake, on both counts. Not, for instance, a meteor ending all life in one hemisphere, or the Yellowstone Caldera ripping loose and giving us two years of unending volcanic winter.
Or China trying to improve their hand by lobbing nukes into space to turn off our grid.

They're all possible, but until my funding approaches infinity, I'll worry about what's most likely. And with rare exceptions, most preps for the likely stuff will also work for most of the sci-nightmare stuff, unless nothing will.

If the horrendous happens, just bend over and kiss your ass goodbye.
Nobody gets out of this life alive, so you do the best you can with what you have.

If you're still concerned about it, the reference you want to consult is

this one.
Straight poop, on just about every aspect of what it'd take to get through (provided you don't live inside the CEP from a missile silo or other major military or industrial target).

Thanks for asking, and I hope that answers things for you, or at least gets you pointed in the right direction.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Hollywood Sucking, Like It Does

Surprising no one who's caught a flick in the last few years, Hollywood being sucktastic is reaching new depths:

if things continue as they have, this will be the lowest box office in a quarter century. While there have been bright spots and surprises (“Baby Driver”) the failures have outweighed everything. 
Start with a total write off on “King Arthur” and go from there. Then go to “The Dark Tower.”
One terrible new failure: “Nut Job 2,” they say, is the biggest loser ever in  wide release (4000+) studio movie. It made just over $8 million this weekend. {That'd be an average of 13 - THIRTEEN - ticket-buyers or so per show, times 15 shows in a three-day period, for theatres that hold 300-400 or so. -A.}
Four years ago, at a USC symposium, famed and very successful directors George Lucas and Steven Spielberg warned the film industry that reliance on blockbusters– tent pole movies that failed would cause an implosion. At first no one took them seriously. But now maybe we’re seeing what they meant. 
Spielberg said at the time: “That’s the big danger, and there’s eventually going to be an implosion — or a big meltdown. There’s going to be an implosion where three or four or maybe even a half-dozen mega budget movies are going to go crashing into the ground, and that’s going to change the paradigm.” 
Other huge flops this year include “Life” — the sci fi movie no one saw, “Monster Trucks,” which was a monster disaster. “Ghost in the Shell” with Scarlett Johansson also came and went quickly. Plus Will Ferrell’s “The Office” was a total write off, and Sony’s “Rough Night” was an embarrassment. 
I’m not counting the $100 million plus lost on “The Promise,” because it was a vanity production. 
This year also brought Tom Hanks’s biggest flop in decades, “The Circle.” And of course there were the two misbegotten TV remakes– “Baywatch” and “CHiPs.” 
Even blockbusters that seemed like hits weren’t. “Transformers 5” was so bad that critics wondered why it was made. “The Mummy” also reeked of failure and desperation. 
Studios keep counting on international sales to bail them out. And it works a lot of the time. But continuing to send bad product from the US will eventually take its toll.
Anyone hoping or praying for a major studio to go tits-up can cool their jets. Nobody's gotten it that wrong since MGM died in the 1970s. But eventually, CFOs tell CEOs that making craptastic plotless rehashes, re-shooting classics because they're scared shitless of new ideas, and trying to turn crappy comic books and TV shows into big-deal movies, isn't working anymore.

Especially true when every fetid pile takes a big, fat, runny crap on the heads of most of America with every other line and visual, not to mention a conga line of talentless no-class baboons spewing their retarded pronouncements on traditional folks every time some breathless twit sticks a microphone in their face, or interviews them for another fawning puff piece in MeMeMe Moviestar News, and then shares their twaddle with people who work for an average income. Which audience will, and has, paid those retarded producers and actors back by staying home in the millions, with no end in sight.

No points for guessing how that formula is working out for TV and cable, either.

Couldn't happen to a more deserving bunch of talentless Left-wing hacks.

"If you want to send a message, call Western Union."
If you want an audience, stop crapping on them, find a good story, and tell it well.
The box office will take care of itself at that point.

Marine Corps Hemorrhaging Combat Experience In Droves

Marines awarded the Combat Action Ribbon (the equivalent of the Army's CIB), meaning actual ground combat experience, are bailing out in droves.
The number of Marines on active-duty who have been awarded Combat Action Ribbons has dropped by more than half over the past five years — from a high of more than 40,000 at the time of the surge in Afghanistan in 2011 to fewer than 17,500 in 2016 — according to data obtained by Marine Corps Times through a Freedom of Information Act request.
In today’s Corps, fewer than one in five Marines has a single deployment under their belt and the number of Marines who have deployed twice is now less than one in 10, according to Marine Corps officials.
Some of that is normal turnover, but the drop in recent years has been precipitous.
Marines with the award on active service went from 40,307 in 2011, to  only 17,436 (out of a roughly 182K-overall active-duty USMC).
The personnel weenie HMFIC in the article, predictably, dismisses retaining and promoting more REMFs and keeping fewer combat-experienced Marines as "promoting the best people", in the time-honored tradition of chairborne rangers going back probably to the Revolutionary War, because REMFs gonna REMF.

In testimony to Congress, Commandant Neller noted that repeated deployments away from home were probably 50% higher than they should be, because of overuse and under-availability of combat formations, which coincidentally happens to infantry, artillery, and air wing assets at about 10 times the rate it happens to support units, by definition.

Most troubling is that they're losing those in the middle ranks, the true backbone of enlisted leadership:
  “We’ve found out that more seasoned or older Marines — not old as in E-9, E-8 — but staff sergeants and gunnery sergeants are choosing to get out,” Green said. “That means you’re going to promote faster. That means your leadership is going to be younger with less experience.”
In fiscal 2016, the Marine Corps retained 2 percent fewer staff sergeants and roughly 4.5 percent fewer gunnery sergeants compared to the ­four-year average."

Left totally out of the equation in the article was things like deployments to fight pointless wars we've already decided to lose under the last CinC, the increasingly burdensome regime of PC happygas classes, lectures, box-checking, and ass-kissing that has nothing whatsoever to do with combat readiness, and the decisions of Ass Carter's DoD to open the military to gays, transvestites, and every other defective lifestyle generally incompatible with military service, as well as trying to force-feed women - biologically and physiologically unfit for the jobs every times the premise is examined - into combat positions, whether they can hack it or not.

Guys with too many combat tours, too much PC crapola, and a faceful of idiocy looking at the prospect of four more years of the same-shit/different day variety, are generally going to be a lot less inclined to sit still for that, or risk their lives to put up with that kind of happy horseshit.

And they're not surprisingly voting with their feet, and choosing to re-enter a newly booming civilian economy without a second thought. Because they can.

That there are still Marines who'll be ready next time is a minor miracle, not least of which because the last regime was surprisingly ousted before they could deliver a death-blow to the entire DoD, given a few more years like the last eight.

Monday, August 14, 2017

Black Death Matters

No, not the racist douchecanoes, we're talking about the actual Black Death, scourge of Europe in medieval times. Seems it's made a not-very-surprising re-appearance in a couple of AZ counties, per their county's Facedork page posting:
Taylor, AZ – Navajo County Public Health officials have confirmed that fleas collected in the Taylor area have tested positive for Plague (Yersinia pestis).
The tests were conducted by the Center for Pathogen and Microbiome Institute at Northern Arizona University.
NCHD have notified the residents and the burrows, which are located on private property, which will be treated. The area will be closely monitored to determine if further action is required.
Navajo County Health Department is urging the public to take precautions to reduce their risk of exposure to this serious disease, which can be present in fleas, rodents, rabbits and predators that feed upon these animals. The disease can be transmitted to humans and other animals by the bite of an infected flea or by direct contact with an infected animal. To limit possible exposure, people are encouraged to avoid rodent burrows and keep dogs on a leash as required by Arizona State law.
An abundance of active prairie dogs doesn’t indicate disease is present. However, a sudden die-off of prairie dogs and rodents, may be an indicator of plague. Persons noticing a sudden die-off of rodents or rabbits are urged to contact the Navajo County Health Department.
Symptoms of plague in humans generally appear within two to six days following exposure and include the following: fever, chills, headache, weakness, muscle pain, and swollen lymph glands (called “buboes”) in the groin, armpits or limbs. The disease can become septicemic (spreading throughout the bloodstream) and/or pneumonic (affecting the lungs), but is curable with proper antibiotic therapy if diagnosed and treated early.
Persons living, working, camping or visiting in areas where plague and/or rodents are known to be present are urged to take the following precautions to reduce their risk of exposure:
• Do not handle sick or dead animals.
• Prevent pets from roaming loose. Pets can pick up the infected fleas of wild animals, and then pass fleas on to their human owners. This is one of the common ways for humans to contract plague. Cats with plague can also pass the disease on to humans directly thorough respiratory droplets.
• De-flea pets routinely. Contact your veterinarian for specific recommendations.
• Avoid rodent burrows and fleas.
• Use insect repellents when visiting or working in areas where plague might be active or rodents might be present (campers, hikers, woodcutters and hunters).
• Wear rubber gloves and other protection when cleaning and skinning wild animals.
• Do not camp next to rodent burrows and avoid sleeping directly on the ground.
• Be aware that cats are highly susceptible to this disease and while they can get sick from a variety of illnesses, a sick cat (especially one allowed to run at large outside) should receive care by a veterinarian for proper diagnosis and treatment to reduce human exposure to plague.
In case of illness see your physician immediately as treatment with antibiotics is very effective.
More information is available at

Pretty straightforward stuff, as plague is endemic to rodents and fleas in the Southwest, and has been for centuries, making the occasional appearance there from time to time, including in humans. The current outbreak is unremarkable, but noteworthy merely to point out that it's still there, doing what it does.

Unlike in the 1200s, it's easily treatable now with multiple classes of modern antibiotics, which isn't a problem now.
With the grid down, things may be a bit less pleasant, in a quarantine and running-for-your-life sort of way, if you come into contact with a victim.

Nothing to panic about, just some information that's always appropriate.

USMC: 75% Of Women Weaker Than 96% Of Men

The new "gender neutral" Military Occupational Specialty (MOS) Classification Standards test is consistently weeding out 75% of female combat arms applicants in boot camp, while 96% of men pass without problems, according to Marine Corps recruit data released under FOIA to the Marine Corps Times.
So far this year, women account for less than 1 percent of Marine recruits who are showing up to boot camp with contracts to train for combat arms career fields, jobs that were restricted to men until the Pentagon changed policy in January 2016.
For the dozens of women who have tried for a spot in the combat arms, most of them are failing to pass the initial test.

And that's after they pass an Initial Strength Test, before they can even ship out for boot camp:
The new initial strength test requires prospective Marine recruits complete three pullups; run 1.5 miles in 13 minutes and 30 seconds; do 44 crunches in two minutes, and perform 45 ammo-can lifts in two minutes before they can ship to boot camp.
Link: What it takes to join the Corps
And what does the MOS Classification Standard consist of?
Male and female recruits going into combat arms jobs must complete six pullups; a three-mile run in under 24 minutes and 51 seconds; perform 60 ammo-can lifts in two minutes; conduct a movement to contact in 3 minutes and 26 seconds or less; and maneuver under fire within 3 minutes and 12 seconds.
And once they get past the screening tests, those able to meet the bare minimums face MOS-specific testing. Which weeds out yet another 10% of the wannabee Combat Barbies.

But it's not a total disasterpiece: in all of 2016, the entire USMC could only find six women to pass the tests. In 2017, that number was up to thirteen, before MOS-specific testing knocked a couple of more back out.

And to date, despite picking from a vastly better-prepared pool of candidates, there hasn't been a single woman (0 for 31 total from 2012-yesterday, when last I looked)  to pass the Marine Infantry Officer's Course. In fact, not a single one so far has even made it through the second week of the 12-week course {Update: there's now ONE who's apparently made it to the halfway point - one out of 32 - see comments.-A.}, which is given after female officerettes - and all their USMC male counterparts - have nominally passed the six-month long Officer's Basic Course, which is one helluva lot tougher than recruit training.

So, exactly as predicted, million$ for studies, trainloads of pointless turmoil for all the military services, and by the fourth year, they won't have enough to organize so much as a single Combat Barbie Amazon Platoon  if they drew it Marine Corps-wide, and not so much as a single female officer in the entire Marine Corps qualified to take command of it.

Stop the bullshit, end the social engineering, and let's allow our over-worked and under-funded military to concentrate on training qualified people to actually do the jobs for which we pay them, rather than endure any more of this PC fustercluck.

There are combat Marines, and there are women Marines, and there is no functional overlap in those circles, and wishing it were otherwise will not outsmart human physiology. But pushing for it is going to get young women - and the men depending on PFC Suzie Nonhacker - killed, in most brutal and unforgiving ways.

And it will happen totally needlessly.

And if they simply administered the male-standard PFT, there wouldn't be 10 women in the entire Marine Corps.

But the ones who made it then wouldn't be second-class citizens, they'd be fully-qualified by-God Marines. Both of them.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Goolag(c) Takes Another Round In The Pants

h/t GvdL at American Digest

Unlike teh stoopid in the previous post, this gag is genius in action, and it's going to leave a mark.

Kudos, sir.

As Communist rat-bastard Alinsky advised:
Pick the target, freeze it, personalize it, polarize it.
Ridicule is man's most potent weapon.
Touche', Leftards.


Okay, so it turns out today was "B", not "A".

A lot of this is still hazy as I write.

What's clear is that somebody, currently identified as a white supremacist (whether it was or not), deliberately plowed the car in the above video into the counter-protestors out to harass the rally in Charlottesville VA today. The video above makes it clear this was premeditated homicide.

Either it was one of the main demonstration's monkeys (in which case they own it), or it was somebody trying to pin it on the main demonstration, (in which case, they still own it), unless like Dr. Kimball, they can track down the one-armed man who really dun it.

Best wishes on that. Not holding my breath waiting for the capture of that unicorn, but I suppose it's theoretically possible.

I've said, repeatedly, that rallies are stupid, pointless, rah-rah bullshit, which never get you anything you want, and frequently get you a lot of what you neither want nor need.
You can read - only about 5000 times in recent years - over on Remus' Woodpile Report, the perennially sage advice "Stay away from crowds."
You can read Commander Zero, in Notes From The Bunker, any number of times, regarding places where bad things happen: "Be somewhere else."
But no matter how many times some folks get a cluebat upside the head, they always think Things Will Totally Turn Out Differently For Me This Time, Because Reasons.

This incident, yet again, underlines that point.

If you went to this rally, you're now tarred as a murdering racist.
If you wished you could have gone to this rally, you're now tarred as a murdering racist.
If you drove the car in this video, you probably are a murdering racist.
And if you're not, you pretended to be one, and the victims are just as dead and injured, which would be the whole point of making it look like it does. (And I'm saying that last, hoping against likelihood that it wasn't exactly what it seems, and someone can prove it.)

And now the rally's organizers, and every speaker there, has succeeded in accomplishing nothing they wanted, unless they wished the entire world to believe they're all a bunch of murderous racists.

Nobody's going to hear what total shits the Antifa fascists were, because the video that's going to be played like Rodney King's beat-down is the clip of the Charger plowing into the counter-protest, and bodies flying through the air amidst the screams. If it bleeds, it leads.

You were playing the other side's game, and either you own the monkeys who did this, or you put yourselves in the position that everyone neutral or against you, and no small number of people who might otherwise support you, thinking your monkeys did this.
Genius forethought there.

Forget that the original fliers for this made it look like a Klan rally, with graphics design for the event  provided by Rahm Emmanuel and Donna Brazile. (Which, like seeing a rattle on a snake, let most people with any sense know to stay the hell away).
But you fixed that, toned it down, and tried to continue on with a rally to do...heaven knows what.
And now the entire event has blood on its hands.

Even if, someday, somehow, it comes out otherwise, the correction for that will not be issued by ABCNNBCBS, and the papers will put it on page D54, next to the foreclosure notices.

And you got the President, who you probably nominally support, in the position of hammering you for this shit. You've just provided rent-seeking douchecanoe Morris Dees and the SPLC with a tsunami of cash, starting now. And you've given real federal agents every reason to look at every frame of video, and start files on every person they can identify, and start infiltrating your groups, tapping your phones, and watching you like Al Qaeda, for the most noteworthy piece of domestic terrorism all summer. Usually it takes someone named Bundy to organize this many monkeys trying to copulate with a football; either Al on TV, or one of the clan from Bumfuck Gulch in NV in real life. But none of them are available this time.

Well-played, fucktards.

And what did you accomplish, before it turned into Death Race 2017?

Thought so.

And why do it in the first place?

Because the bunch of you were too stupid to learn the lesson most of us got from our parents when we were five years old:

Don't play in the street.

(Pray that God loves you, and they find out this was another nutjob Bernie supporter who pasted WhitePower stickers on a stolen car, and who had a multi-year blog crush on every Leftard cause since Lenin. Because if not, it's going to be a long, hot summer, all the way to Christmas.) 

Nothing Much

This is either going to be a nothing day, or something unexpectedly big will happen.
I'm betting on "A".

It's summer, it's beautiful beach weather outside, and I've got the day to enjoy it.

You should probably go enjoy yours.

Friday, August 11, 2017

There Are Only Two Genders: Men, And Not-Men

                 Stick to pin-up calendars, not combat, ladies.

Washington Examiner link : warning : auto ad-spam one, exactly, another attempt to infiltrate the SEALs by the estrogen-burdened gender commandos has failed:
A woman aiming to become the first female Navy SEAL officer quit about a week into the initial training, Task and Purpose reported Thursday.
The unidentified female candidate dropped out in early August during a three-week course in San Diego that began July 24. It was the first assessment of potential SEAL officers before they can be sent on to more grueling courses, according to the website, which cited "multiple Naval Special Warfare Command sources."
Two women, whose names were not released to protect their privacy, entered the famously difficult SEAL training program this summer more than a year and a half after the military allowed female troops to serve in combat roles.
The candidate who dropped out was enrolled in the Navy SEAL Officer Assessment and Selection program. If she had completed the program, she would have faced an officer selection panel and the Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL program, or BUD/S, a six-month training course for the elite special operators.
Ensign Noload Couldnthackit couldn't even make it through a week - a farking WEEK! - of pre-BUD/S, which is merely a warm-up and conditioning program to get SEAL candidates barely prepared for the actual horrors of First Phase BUD/S training, which is actual SEAL school. So the chicklets are still 0/0, lifetime, and can't even reach the front door. How apt.
My compliments to the BUD/S Officer Selection and Assessment folks, officer and enlisted, for not greasing the standards to slip in Ensign Wannabee.

So, as only 30 years of military physiological studies, all human experience, and the testimony of hundreds of male and female military members have predicted, G.I. Jane was nothing but the pre-literate fap-dreams of Hollywood scriptwriters with a fetish for dominant women. In real-life, G.I. Jane turned out to be Private Benjamin. Thank heavens she figured it out before she got herself and her teammates killed.

Turns out the bell was mightier than the vagina.

So after how many attempts can we stop feeding the imaginary beast that women can cut this gig?

If women in the services want equality, there's a simple way to get it: eliminate the female PFT/PRT readiness standards, and have them pass the service-wide male tests. We can discuss what to do with the softball-team sized contingent we get each annum at that point, but combat won't even be on the table.

Until they're ready to walk in the door and stay in on a level playing field, they're nothing but Special Snowflakes who've been molly-coddled for half a century of social experimentation, and it's time to end the joke, and quit playing SJW games.

The boss isn't amused.


Rant Of The Week

h/t to WRSA

From comments to this thread, a work of pure exasperated genius:

So at some point we, the “Freedomistas”, “FreeFor”, Conservatives, Constitutionalists, whatever the FUCK we are labeling ourselves this evening, are going to have to decide who Trump is: Is he just a pawn of the deep state/Marxists being used to con us into thinking we got our man in the White House finally, or is REALLY our man in the White House being surreptitiously attacked from all angles and needing our support. 
Which is it? Because this mixture of “Trump is good” vs “Trump is bad” articles are fucking confusing. We constantly hear about the need for unity and coordination and teamwork among whatever the hell we call ourselves today, but we can’t seem to find a clear message to unite under. 
Constitution? Nope. Cue the articles that derisively spell it “Cons-tee-too-shun”, for some stupid fucking reason. Ok, scratch that. Apparently Constitutional principles are out. 
Trump? Nope. Half of us worship him and the other half wants him dead. That’s out.
Oathkeepers ideals? Nope. The Oathkeepers said something or did something that one time that some of us sort of didn’t like so we hate all of them now so they’re not allowed in our clubhouse. 
What about creating militias? That’s not going to work because for every freedom blogger that writes about militias in a somewhat decent light, there are fifty more of them who write massive articles for no other reason than saying “you suck and can’t do anything you’re proposing to do”. So scratch that idea. We ourselves have painted even the very CONCEPT of militias in a bad light, to the point where leftist writers don’t even have to anymore. 
Half of us swear by having a homestead/base of operations, while the rest claim that being anything less than permanently mobile is a deathwish, and anyone who disagrees with whatever we think is not just wrong, but a complete retard who will die, and deserves to. 
Pick even one single name to discuss, a name of a person who is a prominent name in the “freedom movement”, whatever that is, and 90% of the comments will be negative. We hate everyone. We hate our own like-minded people for one little thing they might have said or done one time, and now they’re permanently out of the club. 
I recently read an article from someone who claims to be freedom-minded, and who has been linked on this blog at least once. The writer went down the list and named a bunch of people who should basically be expelled from the movement. The list basically included 90% of the prominent names in the freedom movement. What? Then who do we have? Basically the only people left were Matt Bracken, Dave Codrea, Kit Perez and Claire Wolfe! Everyone else was basically persona non grata. 
We need to unite around something, and not being a Marxist isn’t good enough. Is Trump on our team or not? Do we give a damn about the principles in the Constitution of not? Is a militia a decent concept or not? We need to start answering some of these questions soon, like now. The opposing team has united fully behind Cultural Marxism. 
The question: What are we going to unite behind?

10/10. The first step in finding the right answers, is asking the right questions.

And in case no one told you, most of the loud and truly obnoxious @$$holes are the batshit-crazy OCD/Tourette's mo-fos who've been waiting for the moment when they could camera-bomb any given movement for their fifteen minutes of fame. Don't let their inevitable appearance distract you from doing what you know is right, or what needs to be done, and if they get too obnoxious to tolerate, go back to taking care of yourself, or else make the effort to fisk their stupidity, if not tie and gag them.

Remember, the bigger the party, the greater the likelihood that someone shitting in the punchbowl is just an uninvited gate-crasher.

The Onion - Red Cross Edition

Funny, yes. But stupid.
Hopefully they've found a worthier target for their next project. We need this kind of weaponized autism for higher things.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Position Improvement

h/t VFS

"Every moment one is not in the attack should be spent improving the current position. Dig, wire, mine, and reinforce, until the next offensive. This is the heart of warfare." - every field manual and treatise on military philosophy ever written, worth the ink and paper to record it

Embedded in a post at JJ's blog was the masthead poster for this post.
I heartily agree with the sentiment.

However one feels about President Trump, we can agree, unlike the Lefty lunatards, that the president ultimately cannot effect much change, nor should he. Overwhelmingly, what he does for posterity lies in things like appointments to SCOTUS and the federal judiciary, so his influence is mainly indirect, and frequently removed in time and space. (Witness how much mischief the last few @$$clowns in the office have hamstrung us downstream through secondary and tertiary effects.)

But Pres. Trump is, nonetheless, a welcome respite (and probably not much more, mind) from the previous downward progression of the United States into tyranny, slavery, rebellion, storm, and bloodshed, probably all of those concurrently when they happen.

We've had our fun watching an unending series of nothingburgers the Leftards and their media wing over at ABCNNBCBS have breathlessly assured everyone, mostly themselves, would herald Trump's Final Undoing, only to watch again and again as he has thwarted their predictive idiocy with the grace of a matador and the battlefield acumen and luck of Robert E. Lee.

But prudence and common sense reminds us in the still moments that such can not go on unabated, and even should he be re-elected, and emerge from both presumptive terms unscathed, one day January 20th, 2025 will dawn.
Let's recall furthermore that Trump is no spring chicken at 71 years of age, and powerhouse and force of nature though he be, we've all seen age progression on how 8 years serving in what Harry S Truman called "the crown jewel of the federal prison system" wears a man down to the nub. We could be looking at a Pence presidency pretty much on any given day, and whether we shall, God alone knows.

Ditto the economy, booming though it is at the moment, could all unwind in a day - the moment enough of the headless chickens who dictate such things all crap their pants and begin to run around the financial barnyard hither and yon. That could be any moment, from now until time beyond the ability to intelligently forecast.

Add in the usual unknowns of the sanity - and manifest lack - of other countries, and their leaders, and you have little to help you sleep soundly at night upon consideration of the prospects, pretty much for the rest of your life, for anyone old enough to notice.

Knowing, therefore, that all such things as the current moment are fleeting, even the pause in Big Gov's quest to return us one and all to serfdom in perpetuity, it behooves sensible folks to continue their everyday preparations to resist the storm everyone can feel in their bones, even when the sky is literally or metaphorically clear for miles.

Do you have a financial cushion? Cash savings, precious metals, barter goods, a bombproof diverse skillset and backup occupations and revenue streams - all of the above?
A nearby or current piece of defensible and arable land, with water, good soil, sunshine, etc.?
A like-minded tribe and/or neighbors to make a small community (or a larger one) militarily, politically, and economically viable going forward for months, years, and decades?
Personal preparations, consisting of self defense, water, shelter, food, power, transportation, medical needs, technology and tools, and the flexibility to apply all of the  preceding in circles outward, from self, to family, to tribe, to community?

Anything not in your immediate control, from bank accounts and ATMs to grid power or water, to police/fire/EMS, is simply a future point of potential failure. If it holds, good for you, but Hope Is Not A Plan.

Summer's coming to a close. So make some hay while the sun shines.
There's no telling when the seasons of life will change, or how long the winter we all dread may last.

And when it hits, if you're lucky, you're going to get one good chance to stave off the Hobbesian nightmare of a life "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short" for yourself, and anyone you hold dear.

Get busy, and get it right.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

1,2,3,4, I Declare A Meme War...


And some people think I don't have a sense of humor...

Dear Kim Jong Asswipe:
Google "Syrian airstrike".
Then look up Saddam Hussein.
This is not going to end as well of either of those for you.
Our President is pissed off, not least of which because he can't nuke Congress, nor the mainstream media here. Nor ISIS nor AQ. (More's the pity, most days.)
You, however, have no such magical unicorn protection.
Consider your next move carefully.
And probably, when you get the urge to issue a statement, stifle it, STFU, and slink back to your porn collection.
Otherwise, the next thing you see is liable to be the Bright Light of Enlightenment, manufactured by Americans in Texas at Pantex, and specially delivered to you, not by the pizza guys, but by some quiet folks flying American steel and working for the USAF.
We don't think you want to go to Step Two.
Oh, and BTW, Happy Nagasaki Enlightenment Anniversary Day!

Best Wishes, Jackhole
- Aesop

P.S. Just kidding about the "Best Wishes". ESAD.

Are We There Yet

h/t Tam

From the blog Misfires and Lightstrikes today

Gun writer and bon vivant Jenn Jacques was let go from last week, and from what I understand, the site itself might be going away very soon as well. 
Not all that surprising. They won. We have a pro-gun President in the White House, nominally pro-gun Republican majorities in Congress, and the balance of power will be maintained (or improved upon) in the Supreme Court. The future that BearingArms wrote about happened, and now they (along with a host of other gun companies) are not really sure what to do next.
We haven’t hit that “dot com bubble” yet with gun culture, because since 1994 (or even earlier…) our culture hasn’t been based around expanding our rights and welcoming new people into the fold, it’s been built on fear and defensive warfare that bitterly clings to what few rights we had left.
Well, true enough, things are good, but they're far from excellent, let alone perfect.

Over a quarter of the American population (26%), some 86,000,000 souls, live behind the modern anti-gun curtain of states like MA, NFY, NJ, MD, IL, and CA. The answer to that isn't for them to move, it's to pull down the statues of Lenin in those places. "Run Away!!" was a funny Monty Python strategy, not one for serious men. See the preceding post.
And only 1/4 of the country are Constitutional Carry states.
So at best, the glass is 3/4 full.

Where to next?

Give a holler when Constitutional Carry is the law of the land in 50 states, with both the GCA of 1968, and the NFA of 1934 revoked in toto.

Then, and only then, we're back to where we ought to be, and can turn our attentions to other things - for awhile.

Meantime, it's far too early to declare "Victory!" overall, and retire from the field, and it probably won't be happening in my lifetime, if yours.

Total victory is always a long campaign.

Credo: Me Three

h/t Cold Fury.

Reference this original post "In Praise of Beale" from one John C. Wright.
Second, we both support a permanent ban on further immigration into the United States, but would settle reluctantly for a fifty year ban. We both would prefer immigrants, if they must come, to be from civilized nations, and persons who clearly offer more to the nation than the likely burden their coming imposes.
Third, we both believe Mohammedanism is incompatible with Western Civilization. Koranic Law allows neither for the Rights of Man nor any republican form of government.
Fourth, neither of us believes coerced integration of the races is desirable nor possible. There is nothing wrong with a man seeking out his own kind.
Fifth, we both regard the ‘open borders’ and ‘New World Order’ and ‘One World Government’ type talk as treason against the United States and against the West.
Sixth, we both think feminism is cancer. Woman are happier and society is healthier when brides are young, and families are large.
Seventh, we both reject the strategy embraced by GOP politicos and pundits that noble defeat is better than crass victory. The Culture War is real, it is a war, and our side has suffered decades of humiliating defeats. A gentleman does not use the Marquis of Queensbury rules with a guttersnipe, a cur, a blackguard, or when facing a mob.
Eighth, we both call Western Civilization, the legacy of the Christian religion, Roman law, and Greek philosophy, the peak of human glory. It is worth defending; indeed, it is the only thing on this world worth defending. Everything else is cruelty, fatalism, superstition, and injustice.
Ninth, we are both nationalist, and both anti-globalist: there is no moral wrong with a nation existing nor with a nation prioritizing its own interests.
Tenth, he and I both believe that every race, nation, people, tongue and tribe has its own unique strengths and weaknesses, and possesses the sovereign right to dwell unmolested in the native culture it prefers. We both reject the subjugation of one ethnic group by another.
Eleventh, he and I hold similar views on war: imposing democracy by force, or imposing conversion by the edge of the sword, is both cruel and foolish.
The man can express a thought or two.

I consider myself Real Right (vs. RINO "right") more than Alt-Right, but if you're looking for a manifesto, most of that one's not too shabby from where I sit.

D'accord, mes amis.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Nork Dork

Supreme leader Ding Dong Dang has apparently been sniffing his own underpants and believing his own press releases, and now the shit-talking between him and Pres. Trump today has CNN in a full-on Missiles Of October shit-running-down-their-legs "OMG We're Going To Have A Nuclear War!" hissyfit.

Three options, as I see it:

1) Nothing happens. Just more ass-gas from Ding Dong.

2) Ding Dong launches something at Guam. If it's conventional, the B-2s will get some combat missions. (If anyone lives near the end of the runway at Whiteman AFB in MO, where they're based, IIRC, kindly give us a holler.)

3) DingDong Dickhead pops a nuke. Shortly after that, Trump becomes the first president to crack open the card and open the "football" some duty CWO is carrying just outside his immediate presence, then we drop a Trident D-3 warshot onto Pyongyang, and then shell the living shit out of every military facility visible. Probably twice, until the rubble bouncing gets boring.

China has two plays in any action we take:
a) decapitate the Norks pro-actively - and Kim ill Goof literally - and apologize profusely for letting him get out of hand. (Probably at 0-dark-thirty today or the next day, if they're so inclined.)
b) Stand down, and diligently inspect the tops of their sneakers.
c) Anything else turns into biblically epic levels of global thermonuclear war, which I don't see them undertaking on DingDong's behalf.

And hey: anybody notice what tomorrow is...?

Great sense of timing there, Nork Leader.

Glen Campbell, R.I.P.

We sadly note the passing today of virtuoso musician/composer, country-western legend, TV and movie star Glen Campbell, 81, due to complications of Alzheimer's disease, first diagnosed in 2011. He died at the assisted living facility he was placed in some years previously.

We hummed and sang his songs growing up, watched him hold the screen with John Wayne (in True Grit, for which Wayne won his sole Oscar) and come off none the worse for wear,

and listened to him without realizing it, as he was in fact the sixth Beach Boy, playing on their albums, and touring with them before establishing his own musical presence.

He was, near as one can tell, exactly what he appeared to be in front of camera and microphone, a dropout who moved to L.A. to seek fame and fortune, and found both, selling 45M records in a six decade career, having just earlier this year released his final album of studio work, filling countless auditoriums on tours, and hosting a musical variety show with prodigious crossover to all fans and age groups.

As Rolling Stone's obit notes

In 1963 alone he appeared on 586 cuts [for other bands and artists], and countless more throughout the decade, including the Byrds' "Mr. Tambourine Man," Elvis Presley's "Viva Las Vegas,” Merle Haggard's "Mama Tried" and the Righteous Brothers' "You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling." 
 In 1968, one of his biggest years, he outsold the Beatles.

He was the total-package country musician, growing up seventh in a family of twelve to a dirt-poor sharecropper in Arkansas, marrying four times, and doing the usual up-and-down seesaws of life and career that mark every good country song.

Here he is moving back up again, and doing rockin' country decades before Garth Brooks took a poke at it:

He was even more the phenomenon, because he didn't read music, but picked up songs in one play-through by ear, and was widely acknowledged as one of the greatest guitarists to ever pick up the instrument.

One helluva ride for a musical prodigy, and a true American original.

Enjoy him taking most of the legends of country music to school in this brilliant cut:

You could go to YouTube and do nothing but watch video after video after video of Campbell absolutely crushing it over and over, and it wouldn't scratch the surface of the enormity of his talents. It would be anything but a waste of your time, nor any small tribute to such a maestro.

While we share in a small measure the sorrow of his family at his passing, how fantastic that he lived such a life, and left behind such a phenomenal body of work for others to enjoy long after his departure.

Update: You've gotta watch this interview with Alice Cooper regarding Glen Campbell and his passing.
And somebody call Mike Rowe, and remind him that Glen Campbell nor anyone else ever wrote a Billboard Number One hit about a Wichita cubicle dweller with a college degree.