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Deep State to the Rescue?

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The communist rampage continues to loot, burn and kill, while professional politicians on “both sides” approve or applaud. But never fear! Bill Barr is forming a task force to go after “anti-government extremists.”

What’s that–you recognize that label as the one applied to patriots and Constitutionalists? Hmm.

Police (under orders from their traitor bosses) stand down and let violent racist mobs steal, kill, and destroy…but spring into action to arrest patriots who have the audacity to defend themselves against those rabid mobs. This sounds a lot like the same protocol, but on a nationwide scale. State/local governments are aiding and abetting the communist revolution; and now the federal government plans to purge the only faction in the country that is willing and able to resist that revolution.

Maybe the phrase “anti-government extremists” is reverse psychology, or just ignorance in action. But I’ve never trusted Barr. He smells like the Swamp, even when he occasionally hints that he might throw us a bone.

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Music For the War

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As the drums pound louder for Civil War II,  the communists have about 55 years worth of Top 40 hits to choose from for motivational anthems. Patriots, on the other hand, don’t have a heck of a lot to march to that has been recorded since WWII. However, I did find a guy mixing some battle hymns for Americans.

His name is Nitemare817 and his music genre is what I would call old school gangster rap. But his message is pretty much the opposite of anything you’ll hear on the radio. Predictably, the usual dirtbags running social media censor and deplatform him…but he keeps gaining fans anyway.

Not all of his songs have videos, but here’s one that does:

This is not the typical rapper who mixes boring beats in Mom’s apartment and floods YouTube with them.  Nightmare’s mixing sounds pretty tight from what I can tell (disclaimer: I do have hearing damage, but I can still pick up a lot of detail in music, with headphones on). IOW: it sounds like professional work, with lots of thought and creative effort put into it.

This one below is more poetry than rap, but the words resonate:

As could be expected with gangster rap, the lyrics are mostly Rated R. But Nitemare is saying stuff with his music that needs to be said.

Non-Fiction/Documentary, Politics/Current Events, SHTF

Only Those Evil, Irredeemable White Men are Racist

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Psychological Projection is rampant throughout the left. Black-shirted fascists accuse others of fascism while trying to silence their enemies, get them fired, or beat them into submission. Authoritarian politicians bleat, “Nobody is above the law!” The wink-wink nod-nod unspoken addendum to their self-righteous platitude is that they, of course, are above the law, as are their legions of foreign invaders mobilized to steal the election. And, the race-obsessed bigots who have benefited from genetics-based special treatment all their lives can’t go five minutes without calling somebody else racist.

Below is a re-tweet from the “Black Lives Matter” co-founder. When asked to explain/justify her statement, she dodged, while filibustering about how racist everyone else is, and evidently closed her account to avoid scrutiny of what she said. Unfortunately for her, a digital soldier had archived the tweet.

You can imagine what would happen if a white man said this about women and “black folks.”

The tweet would have been censored by Twatter, for starters. Then he would have been deplatformed, doxed, fired from his job, received untold millions of death threats…and an SJW mob would likely have surrounded his house to menace his wife and kids. Few of us would have much sympathy for a white man who made such racist remarks. But it’s not as big a deal when somebody with Sacrosanct Victim Status reveals themselves as a racist, is it?

People have had their lives ruined for saying far less. People of the wrong political affiliation, that is. All you have to do is publicly condemn the riots, or disagree with something “Black Lives Matter” says, and you’ll be fired, silenced, and threatened. Because if you disagree with anything BLM does or says, then you obviously believe black lives DON’T matter. See how that works?

In fact, even if you haven’t expressed a single opinion or asked a single question since the insurrection began, (if you have the incorrect skin color) you must kneel before everyone (of the correct skin color) and grovel for your inherently evil genetics. You could have chosen to be born anything, see, but you had to go be born as an evil white person. Shame on you.

It’s been said before, but it’s worth saying again: this is not about race. The individuals calling you names don’t actually believe you’re a nazi or racist. They simply understand that in America, that’s the worst name they can call you. They can’t win people over to their failed, stupid, and treasonous ideas by using facts or logic, so they must assassinate your character to silence and discredit you. This has been an effective strategy for decades, partly because people on our side predictably surrender in the face of it.

 

After spending a generation fomenting racial hatred in our country and never being held accountable, the communists assumed that identity politics is a one-way street and always win-win for their side. But since about 2009, a swelling faction of whites have grown beyond resentment. Some of them are turning just as ugly as the race pimps who demonize them. Undoubtedly, a lot of them are federal plants and sock puppets as always, but thanks to tireless left-wing efforts, actual white supremacy is being resurrected from the dust-bin of shameful history.

But it’s not just loudmouth national socialists (Nazis) and other white tribalists breeding in this new identity politics primordial soup who have been pushed to the limits.

Some Americans were color-blind (or at least aspired to be) prior to this insanity. You can kiss that goodbye. They didn’t want a civil war. They didn’t want racial conflict. They wanted to be left alone. But when they are backed into a corner, they will fight. When you threaten their families, and their freedom, all the name-calling and character assassination the Swamp Media can summon is not gonna make them surrender. If the communists insist that everything be about race (and they do), then they’ll get their wish. If the uniform of this civil war is a man’s skin color, then expect that people on every side are going to be killed for wearing the “wrong” uniform, regardless of what ideology they advocate.

 

Non-Fiction/Documentary, Politics/Current Events, SHTF

Who Is Funding the Revolution?

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Ultimately, you are, through your taxes. But the short answer is: George Soros and his fellow travelers.

One outstanding point made in the video (which is on CommieTube–so it might be suppressed any day now) is that all the racial divide-and-conquer agitprop poisoning our culture for years didn’t explode into widespread violence when Trump had the economy in recovery. People were too comfortable.

The solution had to find a problem, and it had to happen during an election year.

Along came the Wuhan Virus and the Chinese-style quarantine to devastate the economy…and STRICTLY BY COINCIDENCE a few months into the manufactured catastrophe, a media blitz ensued regarding a dirty cop murdering a doped-up criminal. Game on.

The communists have been trying to destroy America for a century. After WWII, the Soviets believed the way to pull it off was to get blacks to revolt. You have to hand it to the Communist International: they are not quitters. The Soviet Union fell (despite untold billions in American tax dollars propping it up for generations), but communists here at home never gave up on that plan. By New Years, we should have a pretty accurate idea of how successful it is.

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Bait and Buckshot

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The former decathlon competitor watched the mass of angry humanity turn onto the street three blocks away, and keyed the “transmit” button of the radio in his hoodie jacket. “Leopard One, this is Boltcutter,” he spoke into the throat mike. “Over?”

“Boltcutter, this is Leopard One,” a voice responded, loud and clear, in his earbud. “Read you five-by-five, over.”

“Roger, Leopard one. Poacher has reached Checkpoint Tomahawk; is turning north. Over?”

“Roger that, Boltcutter. All Birdwatchers: looks like go time. Execute Concorde Thirteen. I say again: Concorde One-Three. Out.”

“This is Boltcutter. Wilco. Out.”

Boltcutter’s heart raced. He wanted to run now, but steeled himself. Contingency 13 meant the mob’s likely target was the privately-owned hardware store two blocks up. At that very moment, five of the Birdwatchers should be converging on the hardware store on foot, hell-for leather, while Gorilla Three brought up the ladder by vehicle.

Boltcutter brought his breathing under control and examined the advancing mob in the glow of the street lights. The largest element, composing the front ranks and columns on both sides, were the Useful Idiots. There was little uniformity in what they wore. Several of them carried signs, revealing that they believed this was about “systemic racism,” “police brutality,” and the murder of a man none of them knew or had even heard of a month before. If they thought it was suspicious…or even curious…that there were pallets of bricks staged along their route of march, they never paused to show it. Those with a free hand simply accepted the bricks just like they had accepted free school lunches not that long ago, not knowing or caring who had paid to supply them. The deus ex machina simply meant karma was on their side, because they were the righteous faction in this crusade.

Toward the center of the formation were the “soldiers.” They all wore black, with black bandanas or COVID masks over their faces. A few had bricks. All had concealed weapons. A few had incendiary devices which had also been pre-staged along the route of march—but were slightly more difficult to find if you didn’t know to look for them. They weren’t chanting slogans or carrying signs. They were no less eager to scalp Nazis and win social justice as the Useful Idiots, but knew the importance of maintaining discipline.

Boltcutter remained in his shadowy perch under a store awning as the enemy drew closer. They hadn’t noticed him, yet. He searched through the ranks of Blackshirt “soldiers.”

A seam opened up in the formation, allowing somebody on a bicycle to ride in. Boltcutter tracked this movement. The bicyclist stopped when he reached a figure close to the center of the formation. They exchanged words. The one on foot examined something on his smartphone screen, spoke into his phone, then held it to his ear while turning to search the mass of humanity behind him. He and the bicyclist conversed for a moment, nodded at each other, then the one on the bicycle rode away—the mob politely splitting to make a path for him again.

Boltcutter pushed the transmit button again. “All Birdwatchers; this is Boltcutter. I have eyes on a company commander. Bandito mask and typical Antifa uniform, but with rock climber helmet that has red stripes. Over.”

“Boltcutter, this is Toucan. Good copy. Out.”

“Boltcutter, this is Tree Python. Good copy. Out.”

The other birdwatchers acknowledged the tip, before clearing the channel.

As the mob drew closer, Boltcutter’s heart rate increased. When they were within a block, he fell back from his position, holding up his burner phone to record video footage. Leopard One was cutting the timing close. The mob would be at the hardware store in just a couple minutes at this rate. The team needed to be in place, with breathing under control, by that time.

 

Gorilla Three arrived behind the hardware store, braked to a stop, and began deploying the ladder. His vehicle had no license plate and hopefully would be mistaken for one of the Antifa command & control vehicles police were allowing to prowl the streets unmolested.

Tree Python arrived, panting from the run, exchanged a nod with Gorilla Three and climbed up to the roof with his modified golf bag slung across his back. Gorilla Three drove away.

Atop the roof, still catching his breath, Tree Python donned elbow and knee pads, found his roost overlooking the street, and extracted the rifle from the golf bag. He locked in the magazine full of sabot rounds and loaded one in the breach, then got comfortable.

“Leopard One to all Birdwatchers,” said the voice in his earpiece. “Game Wardens are still standing down, under orders. Poachers are in season. All go.”

Tree Python licked dry lips. As they suspected, the police (under orders from the Mayor) were going to sit back and let the mobs burn the city down. That sucked for the shopkeepers who were about to have their life’s work destroyed by entitled brats who didn’t know or care about the lifetimes of hard work and sacrifice it had taken to build the businesses along this street.

But tonight, it was going to suck even worse for some of the rioters.

Tree Python observed down the street. He spotted Boltcutter moving along the shadows in his distinct green New Balance running shoes. Python shifted his attention to the mob, and in a few moments had spotted the “company commander” identified by Boltcutter. He pushed his transmit button.

“Tree Python to all Birdwatchers. I’m in position. Have eyes on Boltcutter and the Poachers. Out.”

The mob slowed. They smashed out the windows of a restaurant with their supplied bricks. Looters rushed in to the cash register, and one soldier entered with them to plant his incendiary device.

While this happened, Toucan arrived, climbed the ladder, joined Tree Python on the edge of the roof,and quickly set up his nest.

Looters who hadn’t made much of a haul from the restaurant smashed the windows of a sports apparel store and rushed in to get Nikes and 49er jerseys. Evidently, this store was black-owned or otherwise exempted, because another Blackshirt farther back in the formation, holding a purpose-built video camera, began shouting, pointing, and flashing lights at the Useful Idiots. Some of the soldiers surrounding him shouldered through the mob to break up the looting underway at that store.

Tree Python turned to Toucan and said, “Check it out: Just made the battalion commander.”

They both used their optics to take a good look at the individual directing traffic. Toucan locked in on his transmissions. The BC was using his smart phone, with earpiece, throat mike, and SDR encryption. And why not use a smart phone? The cops had the technology to mark him, but no interest in doing so…or stopping the riot.

But Toucan had an interest.

They exchanged notes on the individual’s description, then Toucan radioed the ID of the battalion commander to all Birdwatchers.

Flames climbed up from the white-owned restaurant as the last of the peaceful protesters emerged from the sporting apparel store with armloads of social justice.

All the Birdwatchers were in place by then. Boltcutter went into action.

Boltcutter removed his black hoodie and tied it around his waist. His white shirt with the American flag on the chest was now a target reference point. So there would be no mistake, he pulled a red MAGA hat on his head and stepped out of the shadows onto the street.

He pointed at the burning restaurant, then the partially-looted sports fan store. “Hey! What are you doing? Those people’s stores have nothing to do with police brutality!”

He didn’t even need to yell. He was spotted instantly and a string of BLM and Antifa Blackshirts peeled off the formation, running after him with knives and batons drawn, even before he opened his mouth.

Boltcutter spent a couple more crucial seconds shouting futile chastisement to the rabid mob. The soldiers closed to within 15 yards before he took off. The adrenaline turbocharged his feet, and seven yards was as close as the nearest one got.

He was a decent sprinter and distance runner. He could no longer run a five-minute mile, probably, but he was able to keep ahead of his pursuers. He paced himself so as not to smoke himself, or widen the gap to the extent that the Blackshirts got discouraged and gave up pursuit.

He took a hard left at the pre-designated alley.

“Oh, we got his ass, now!” a voice called from behind him.

With all the yelling, air horns and firecrackers going off, almost nobody noticed the suppressed coughs of two rifles from a rooftop. The formation’s battalion CO, and one company CO fell to the street amidst the convulsing swarm of their soldiers and Useful Idiots.

The Blackshirts’ brigade commander, a college professor in an electronics-laden vehicle on an adjacent street, wouldn’t realize he had lost two of his favorite students for several minutes.

Boltcutter ran down the alley and past some garbage cans, slowed and turned, backing against the wall of a building facing the alley mouth. The lead Blackshirt charged into the alley, followed by three, followed by five more.

The Blackshirts slowed to a walk, advancing on their lone prey, brandishing weapons, chortling out threats of what they were going to do to him.

It wasn’t a dead-end alley, but a T-intersection. In the dark, it could be mistaken for a dead end, though, especially with their target-of-opportunity backed against a wall facing them, apparently helpless, distracting them from other considerations.

The pursuit element filled the mouth of the alley and advanced like a mudslide toward Boltcutter. They were going to cut this fool. They were going to beat him, kick him, make him bleed, and die an ignominious death. He would be an example to anyone else who might consider wearing hate symbols.

Before they reached the trash cans, three figures rose up facing them. They wore gray hoodie jackets, COVID masks, and yellow-tinted shooting glasses. They wielded 12-gauge shotguns (sometimes referred to as “riot guns,” for reasons that would soon be obvious).

The first man fired before the rioters had time to process what was happening. The lead Blackshirt blew backwards, slamming against his comrades.

The second shotgun fired, and another Blackshirt was nearly ripped in two. The third one fired, the blast tearing through someone’s head, wounding others behind him in the buckshot spread.

With disciplined, revolving fire, the three ambushers cleared the alley quickly. The survivors, some wounded, ran back toward the formation, where some were just now figuring out that their leaders had been cut down by snipers.

Holding “Defund the Police!” signs in one hand, Useful Idiots dialed 9-1-1 with the other hand. The emergency switchboard lit up like a Christmas tree.

In the alley and on the rooftop, Birdwatchers policed up their brass and packed their trash. Masks and shooting glasses were left on, but the hoodie jackets were turned right-side-out so that they were now black like so many in the mob out on the street. Once the snipers were down in the alley, Boltcutter collapsed the ladder and hoisted it up to his shoulder. He jogged with the snipers to their rally point where they would rendezvous with Gorilla Three and exfil by vehicle. The shotgunners took a different route where they were picked up by Gorilla One in another incognito vehicle.

The mob, now understanding what had just happened, panicked and fled the way they came, dropping bricks and trampling each other in their haste to abort the mission.

With this new development, the police were finally cleared to deploy, and they went into action.

When the cops arrived on scene, there were several dead bodies and some wounded, but not a whole hell of a lot that Ballistics could help them with.

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For a purely non-fiction, factual report on the street tactics being employed by revolutionaries right now, you should read this.

Crime, Non-Fiction/Documentary, Politics/Current Events, SHTF

A Spark in the Southwest

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Channeling Buggs Bunny, at least one Antifa Blackshirt is probably now thinking, “Maybe we shouldn’t have taken that left turn in Albuquerque.”

Communist agitators and their Millennial pawns decided the time was right for them to pull down some statues of famous Spaniards. For whatever reason, members of “the New Mexico Civil Guard” also showed up.

In the video above, you can see a man in a blue shirt being assaulted by members of the mob. He retreats, but is pursued, caught, and attacked by multiple assailants. One of them bashes him with a skateboard just before the man produces a pistol and drops that attacker with several shots.

In the YouTube video (which has already been suppressed by their communist gatekeepers–big surprise), you could see the very end of the confrontation, then several minutes of the aftermath.  Unfortunately for the Thought Police, I archived part of that video, which is below:

Here are some observations to think about (some of which is based on what I saw in the longer video before it was censored):

  • As the man was trying to leave the statue-slaying orgy, the Antifa Blackshirts were bleating, “Get his license plate!” This tells you that even though they were the ones committing the crime, that they knew the corrupt officials in New Mexico’s government were on board with their agenda.  Out of one side of their mouth, they  want to abolish the police. Out the other side of their mouth, they expect the police to help dox their political targets.
  • There were apparently some NM Civil Guard members on site, but  it looks like they were all acting individually instead of as a team. The man in blue was separated from his allies with nobody to watch his back.  Not the smartest tactical decision.
  • Had the man not shot one of the attackers, the Blackshirts would have continued to dogpile on him. While he wrestled with two of them, the third piled on. This would have continued until the man was overwhelmed.
  • This orgy had gone on for quite a while and the police were nowhere to be seen. Had the mob successfully beaten the man to death, cops might not have arrived until hours after the fact. Only when Antifa’s mission was thwarted did the cops show, geared up like occupational troops. They arrested Antifa’s would-be victim.
  • A still photo of the action reveals that one of the communists was attacking the man with a knife.

  • The climax was a flurry of instinctive action. The communist who used the skateboard to assault the man saw the pistol and turned to flee, but the man’s trigger finger was already squeezing.
  • One of the “peaceful protesters” told police, “He shot him in the back!” This makes it sound like the man defending himself just gunned down some random person for no reason. None of the New Mexico Civil Guard on scene corrected him that I heard, or made any statements to the police.
  • Here’s what the Marxist governess of New Mexico said about the incident: “I am horrified and disgusted beyond words by the reports of violence at a protest Monday night in Albuquerque. The heavily armed individuals who flaunted themselves at the protest, calling themselves a “civil guard,” were there for one reason: To menace protesters, to present an unsanctioned show of unregulated force. To menace the people of New Mexico with weaponry – with an implicit threat of violence – is on its face unacceptable; that violence did indeed occur is unspeakable.” Is there any doubt whose side she is on and from what direction she will be exerting pressure on her lapdogs in the courts?
  • Make no mistake: had the mob beaten that man to death, she would not be “horrified and disgusted” by the violence. She would probably have not even mentioned it.
  • Self defense = “unregulated force.” This is not “liberal bias” or “ignorance.” This is her Leninist conditioning: Whatever a fellow traveler does is justified; whatever a counter-revolutionary does is an atrocity.
  • It is “unacceptable” that victims of violent gangs be allowed to defend themselves.
  • “To menace the people of New Mexico with weaponry.” There is more than one message embedded in this wording:
  1. The would-be victim was oppressing (“menacing”) the violent lynch mob.
  2. The “people of New Mexico” are all in agreement with her and the rioters. If you disagree or have a different ideology, you are not a person or a New Mexican and therefore should be chased down and beaten by a mob.
  3.  “Weaponry” is what thwarted Antifa’s mission; and it could thwart future communist objectives–therefore it “menaces people.” This is in line with Joy Behar’s televised ignorance that armed American citizens are “terrorists.” Like everything else, this will be promoted as yet another excuse to disarm law-abiding Americans.

This guy is probably going to be railroaded by the blue state’s Kangaroo Court. And we know he won’t get justice from the US Supreme Court, don’t we?

Here’s part of a comment I read on another site (in response to “conservatives’ blind faith in police, and armed peaceful protests, as in Virginia months ago). He sums up my own thoughts fairly well:

 “The security forces seem more enthusiastic about confronting the armed Right with force when the opportunity arrives (militarized cops detained armed counter protesters just yesterday in New Mexico after a shooting), and are completely intimidated in the face of Leftist violence to the point that they will allow arson, looting and the destruction of their own police stations. It is obvious that the security forces understand that the politicians are protecting left wing violence while at the same time expecting them to deal harshly with any Right wing demonstrations even if they are non violent. Given this, the security forces are nothing but a hindrance to our legitimate self defense , and despite apparently being arrayed against the Left, they are in effect the enemy. I believe that they will allow any level of violence against us that the Left is willing to take and that they will only intervene when the Right starts shooting back in self defense. I expect that at some point the Right will just shrug and put both BLM/Antifa and the Secfor in the same category once shots are fired. It just makes no sense to defend yourself from a homicidal mob and then surrender yourself to a justice system that will hand you over to that same mob anyway. I suppose that means that the best we can hope for is that the current enemy success in eroding the power of the Police State will eventually erode that same system’s ability to to suppress our self defense.”

Non-Fiction/Documentary, Politics/Current Events, SHTF

Heads They Win; Tails We Lose

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The long-anticipated “conservative court” has just revealed its true colors to all who were still asleep. The Supreme Court is Still Just Another Tool of the Swamp.

It refused to hear a case regarding the 2nd Amendment (part of the Constitution it is their duty to uphold). But they had time to judicially legislate “transgender” carte blanche in the workplace.

Once again, this effectively grants special rights to a certain demographic at the expense of “less equal” citizens who are not allowed to run their own business according to their own conscience.

Who are our institutions actually serving? Who are “conservatives” actually serving? It sure isn’t us.

  • The courts are a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • The police are a weapon wielded by the left against us (it was this way long before anyone had heard of George Floyd and regardless of what your take on his murder is).
  • The military is a weapon wielded by the left against us (I could see this happening before I called it quits, and was the biggest reason I didn’t stay in until retirement).
  • Congress is a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • The IRS is a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • Academia and public schools are weapons wielded by the left against us.
  • Entertainment is a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • Mainstream media is a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • Big Tech is a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • Corporations are a weapon wielded by the left against us.
  • Medical “experts” are  weapons wielded by the left against us.
  • Professional sports are a weapon wielded by the left against us.

Is there anything that has not been turned against Americans?

Our government was founded to protect the individual, God-given rights of Americans. Even though public servants swear to fulfill their duty to the American people, they blatantly serve a different master, sticking their treason right in your face because they sincerely believe you are too stupid to recognize what they’re doing, too lazy/cowardly to do anything about it, or too personally corrupted to want to.

Are they correct?

When public officials at every level ignore or defy the Constitution, they declare their illegitimacy. We are not obligated, Biblically or legally, to fund or obey the usurpers. Only our ignorance, apathy, cowardice, or personal corruption would compel us to keep feeding this abomination.

Voting for some “conservative” who nominates “a conservative” to the Supreme Court is obviously not going to change anything. Heads they win; tails we lose.

Effectively, you no longer have rights protected by the Constitution.

It is quickly coming to the point that Americans only have three options:

  1. Civil Disobedience
  2. Armed Resistance
  3. Kneel

If you are not willing to fight for your rights and freedom, then you forfeit both.

If you still live in the city, and your neighborhood is a war zone like Atlanta, Minneapolis, Chicago, etc., why are you paying taxes? Why are you obeying “laws” that the privileged classes are allowed to ignore? Are you a citizen, or a subject? You probably wish you never have to make that choice. Well, wish in one hand; spit in the other, and see which one fills up faster.

 

“The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.” – Thomas Jefferson

 “If ye love wealth better than freedom, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands that feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.” – Samuel Adams

“What Sam Adams said; except you’re not going to have wealth or tranquility, either.” – Me

UPDATE:  John “Sleeper Cell” Roberts and the other traitors in the Supreme Court are not done screwing Americans yet. They just saved DACA.

Crime, Non-Fiction/Documentary, Politics/Current Events, SHTF

More Conspiracy Musings About Floyd and Chauvin

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This is kind of an update to Tuesday’s post.

It is awfully curious why the mayor would demand that a police precinct be abandoned for the mob to loot and burn, destroying everything in the evidence room.

It’s ridiculous to believe politicians could be involved in anything unethical, illegal, or evil, right? It’s also ridiculous to believe Epstein killed himself, but here we are.

Politics/Current Events

Looking at the George Floyd Catalyst From Under the Tinfoil Hat

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After the whole Jeffery Epstein clown show, it’s uncertain we’ll ever know the whole truth about any big or controversial story. The Democrat/Media Machine suppresses more news than they report on.

There are also plenty of LARPing trolls and agents provacateur masquerading as right-wingers and trying to deceive us from a different angle, too. So I can’t vouch for all of the memes, video, or other information below. I do think it’s interesting, though, and possibly worth looking at to make up your own mind about. If you want to research it and let me know what you find, I may publish your conclusions.

After ultimately failing to frame General Flynn and other Trump affiliates, and failing their coup attempt against the President himself via a farce of an impeachment, the Machine then fought against a travel ban which could have prevented the Wuhan Virus from spreading across the USA. Swamp politicians, despite  having a glut of hospital beds for virus patients, intentionally subjected nursing home residents to infected carriers, while encouraging people to attend festivals and parades and insisting that there was no danger posed by the Wuhan virus.

Those same Deep State tools suddenly reversed their position 180 degrees, using bogus inflated death numbers to justify illegal power grabs, tanking the economy, and massive voter fraud. None of that apparently hurt Trump’s approval numbers enough, though.

Then, on May 25, an apparently evil cop with a long record of abusing his authority (but protected by a police union nonetheless) came to the Machine’s rescue.

Looks like this wasn’t just meant for an American audience.

There’s also this curious photo of George Floyd on the Obama Foundation’s Twatter account, posted before anyone had ever heard of George Floyd. It’s subsequently been explained away as a retroactive avatar, and deleted from that account.  Having quit FascistBorg and Twatter long ago, and with too weak a stomach to read/listen to anything the Obamanible Hussein says, I can’t confirm or deny the cover story.

Many have pointed out that the face of the officer Chauvin in the mugshot has distinct differences from the face of the Officer Chauvin in the now-infamous photo of George Floyd’s murder-in-progress. Different hairline, different ears, etc.–even though there is a resemblance between the two. Also, the other officers on the scene may have been rookies on their first day–not familiar enough with Chauvin to know if it was actually him or a stand-in.

If you really want to fall down the rabbit hole, watch this woman’s short clip:

Could Chauvin–a guy with a reputation as a bad cop, have been the patsy for a pre-planned incident designed to spark off the tinderbox?

If you believe Building 7 of the World Trade Center collapsed (exactly as it would in a controlled demolition) because it was struck by burning debris, then maybe you believe George Floyd simply tripped and fell on the street, accidentally landing under the knee of Officer Chauvin just as the cop happened to be taking an eight minute break behind the police vehicle. Both explanations are equally plausible.

Adventure, SHTF, Socio-Sexual Studies, TEOTWAWKI

Doomsday Inn by Berber Lothbruk – a Review

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Subtitle: Survival, Civilization, and the Socio-Sexual Hierarchy.

You could just as easily pitch this concept as “Red Pill Masculinity meets prepper fiction.”

An electromagnetic pulse (EMP) takes the power grid out, stranding a random cross-section of people at a rustic old motel in the mountains. Fortunately for them, the motel owner is a prepper, and the place is wired to go off-grid during just such an emergency. But that doesn’t mean the reset of civilization will be a picnic.

The people at the motel find themselves colonists, of a sort, in this dangerous new world. But most of the problems and dangers they will face are caused by human nature, stripped down to its raw essence when the SHTF.

Here’s an excerpt provided by the author:

“I think we’ve just suffered an EMP—or electromagnetic pulse,” Luke said. “For those of you who haven’t heard about an EMP, it’s basically a weapon that ruins all modern electronics in a specified radius. I have no idea how large the radius is in this instance, so I don’t know how much of the country has been affected. I do know a high-altitude atomic blast above the state of Kansas would affect all the continental United States as well as parts of Canada and Mexico.”

“What does all that mean?” the white woman asked, with an irritated tone.

Luke took a deep breath. “Almost nothing in the USA…civilian or military…is hardened against an EMP. I don’t know how to sugar-coat this: we’ve just been bombed back to the Stone Age.”

“You said you don’t know how much area is affected,” one of the Middle Eastern men pointed out.

“True that,” Luke replied. “But there was some evidence in recent days of hostility from China. They have the capability of detonating a high-altitude nuke above Kansas. It could possibly be a different nuclear-capable nation, or a terrorist organization. So, I have my hunch, but can’t say for certain whether it’s limited or nationwide.”

“We just heard a car start,” the other Middle Eastern man said.

Luke nodded. “In general, pre-‘solid state’ electronics are safe from an EMP. So, some older vehicles, or vehicles that have been hardened against an EMP, will still run.”

The group exploded with questions and demands. One he was able to discern had to do with whose vehicle they just heard starting. He ignored it and most others to focus on a comment from the white dad.

“There are children here,” the obese slug said. “You can’t go slinging careless remarks like ‘we’re in the Stone Age now’ or ‘all our electronics are fried.’ People are scared enough without wild exaggerations. You don’t know what’s going on.”

Luke looked directly at him. “I’ll sperg it out for your benefit, then: technically, we’ve been bombed back to the ‘60s or ‘70s. However, nearly all the electronics in existence back then has been replaced with ‘solid state’ technology. The old ‘obsolete’ stuff has been scrapped. That means that even the technology people had in the mid-20th Century is gone, now. We can’t fall back to that stage of civilization because all that infrastructure, and the know-how to build and maintain it, has been abandoned. You could say we’ve just been set back to the 1800s, but we’re not even there, really. We’ve got no horse-drawn wagons, no steam locomotives, and I’ll bet none of you know how to churn butter or knit a sweater. All that is lost, too. Civilization just got reset. I know it’s tough to swallow, but I’m telling you like it is now, because you’re going to have to adapt fast if you want to live.”

In one aspect at least, this is like the “adult westerns” and “men’s fiction of the 1980s: It has graphic sex. For those who haven’t read that old-school men’s fiction, I don’t mean “tasteful love scenes” written in a flowery style that leaves some detail to the imagination, and people don’t even have bodies but only “frames.” Nope. This is how you might hear intercourse described in the barracks or the locker room. It’s not as raunchy as some of Lou Cameron’s (writing as Ramsay Thorne) Renegade series, but it’s more than what most readers are probably used to.

I cut my teeth on Len Levinson novels, so “mature audience” stuff isn’t necessarily a deal-breaker for me. It’s easy to skip over these scenes (I think there’s about five of them, give-or-take). But frankly, some of Lothbruk’s colorful metaphors and phrases during the sex scenes are hilarious. Feminist heads will explode from reading these…or pretty much any other part of this book.  No demographic is handled with kid gloves, in fact The author, like his main character, just doesn’t care who it offends.

What sets this apart from vintage men’s adventure is it is modern “red pill” outlook, that is in sync with the Manosphere like no other fiction I’m aware of. It’s very conscious of the socio-sexual hierarchy, hypergamy, game, frame, “the rationalization hamster” (though I don’t think it is called that in the book)…and the alpha of the colony winds up with a “harem” before it’s all over. Plus, there’s some R/K selection and generational theory sprinkled in.

I would describe the prepper fiction of James Wesley Rawles as novels built around reviews of survival gear (based on the one book that I read). Berber Lothbruk’s prepper/survival fiction is built around diverse characters, their interactions, and their roles from an anthropological perspective. I thought the story had a strong concept, and was executed pretty well.

However, publishing has been corrupted like everything else and the industry is now by, for, and about women. And not just tradpup/legacy publishing from the Big Five. Most (like 99% of) independent authors conform to the Blue Pill Storytelling Doctrine. Even from right-leaning authors, you’re mostly spoon-fed the same old Strong Independent Womyn tropes, virtue-signaling to the LGBTWTF Mafia, etc. Thanks to all that, masculine men rarely read anything that’s not either online, or 100+ years old.

So, even without considering the usual SJW thought-policing at Amazon, the bovine feminized cancel culture that permeates our society is probably going to bury this book so far down into e-book obscurity that it can never be discovered by readers who might actually enjoy it. Doomsday Inn took a big “social proof” hit with it’s very first review–a one-star rating by  a woman who has probably never been exposed to anything so unapologetically “misogynist.”  With the very first review so negative, Doomsday Inn is likely doomed for good. However, there’s no doubt I will read this one again when the mood strikes.

“You know, it had potential. There are loads of these types of books but the story here had a good angle. The writing isn’t bad, either…

…When I got to: “she had a damn nice turd-cutter” I decided that was more than enough. That was disgusting…

…It included a misogynistic tone which, although the male characters were portrayed as fairly rough around the edges, bled through past what the characters were thinking…”