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Putting My Markers Out

Thursday, May 16th, 2013

[scroll down for update]
First:
Barack Obama will not make it to the end of his second term. He’ll either resign, be impeached, or attempt a coup. (I regard the last as very unlikely, but with him, it’s possible. And if he succeeds, then, whatever he calls himself, he’s not the President of the United States anymore.)

I’m betting resignation. I doubt he has any clue how to operate when even the press is against him. I think he has no staying power, because I think he’s a whiny liberal pussy.

“But,” everyone says, “What about Biden?”

Well, what about him? I don’t think he’s near as outright toxic as Obama is, and I think the more or less metaphorical sight of his former boss rotting on a gibbet outside his office window will do wonders for his commitment to his oath of office.

Second:
Chicago IL will not make it to the end of the summer, unless the Illinois legislature fails to pass a concealed carry law, and the state goes to Constitutional Carry. Note SCC’s comment about the weather. The temperature hasn’t really started to ramp up yet, and the goblins are out of control.

SCC, if you want to save your city, give up on the damn pensions; they’re going to fuck you over anyway. Either you and your honest brothers need to quit outright, or you need to start telling the law abiding that you will no longer help enforce laws against citizen carry, or the petty, malum prohibitum crap like marijuana laws and parking violations.

You need to start telling victims to buy guns, learn to use them, and carry everywhere they go. And, of course, they need to shoot back.

You need to help train them. You need to make every honest citizen in town be your brother or sister in arms.

You love your city like you do your mother, I can tell. But it will again burn to the ground by autumn if you don’t stop propping up one of the most corrupt city halls in the nation.

And SCC? Lie down with dogs, get up with fleas and mange. You keep claiming you’re honest, but you are doing the bidding of thieves and scoundrels, and worse. They despise you, and will not back you up when you fall in their service, as you yourself have reported many times. To them, you are nothing but gullible, expendable fools.

You owe them nothing in return, sir, absolutely nothing.

The time for dialog has passed.

Time to choose sides.

[update]
SCC and his fellows do a job I am physically and mentally unfit to do; I’d be dead or catatonic in a week. I am, in a sense, unfit to criticize them.

I know that they do the job they do to protect the citizens, not their bosses.

CPD rank and file have everything, as in “lives, fortunes, and sacred honors”, invested in their city; so do the police and other local law enforcement around the nation.

It would be agonizing to let it all go, to move out and watch the city burn from the outside. To admit that everything you’ve done over your career was for…not nothing, no, too many stories of lives saved, order restored, hope dispensed freely and sincerely.

And yet…

SCC’s own reports show just how rotten his city is, and how little support the CPD gets from higher ups (“exempts”) in the force, and from elected officials.

All of the great good done in the past will be wasted, twisted, turned to great evil by those who think they are fit to rule, if things go on as they have.

Still, I’m not in their shoes, in their squad cars, behind their badges. I don’t know what it’s like first hand.

I just hope that being on the side of liberty and justice means I’m on their side.

But the reason they’ve lost the faith of the people they want to serve is because in the end, all they’re doing is propping up tyrants and thugs.

It’s not just CPD. It’s law enforcement all over the land.

First step to restoring trust and respect: trust and respect the people you serve.

Let the people take arms. Encourage them to take arms. Train them to take arms. Denounce, loudly and in uniform, any would be ruler who deprives them of arms.

Stop busting citizens for taking pictures of public buildings, or videos of you. Keep them back out of the way, sure. But ignore them as much as you can.

Refuse to execute civil forfeiture orders. That makes you armed robbers, I don’t care what the excuse is, or what the courts say.

Refuse to execute SWAT warrants except in hostage situations or the like. Who cares if a pound of this dried leaf or that white powder goes down the crapper? If that’s all you got, you should be shot back at.

(And right there, you are living the amendments 1, 2, 4, and 5, you’re putting them at the top of the priority list, even at the expense of making it harder to fight crime. The people have guns, remember? Trust them to do the crime fighting. It’s their job, too.)

Beyond that:

Be ruthless, absolutely ruthless, when one of your own steps over the line. Every cop needs to be a member of IAD. And when a bad cop is discovered, he needs to be stood up in public, in full dress uniform, and be stripped to tatters one shiny button at a time, and led off in cuffs.

In short, conduct yourselves as if every citizen is armed, and willing to fight back against tyranny. Assume you are being videoed. Treat the people as you wish to be treated, because after all, you are one of them.

And again: if you don’t like it–quit. Deprive Those Who Would Rule of the weapons you carry, of your own strength, and your own good judgement.

Reserve your good will only for the citizens you serve.

You’ve lost their respect, their good will. The burden is on you to win them back.

Life, Fortune, Sacred Honor

Sunday, April 21st, 2013

Mike Vanderboegh puts them where his mouth his.

Two Liberal Lists: Lies and Racists

Sunday, March 17th, 2013

Glenn Reynolds starts many posts by saying, “They told me if I voted for Romney….”

Of course Romney lost despite Insty’s support, and all those things are happening anyway, and more, and worse.

But what else did “they”, those liberal prog Democrats, tell us?

Doug Ross has a list, and it’s pretty damn ugly:

They told me that allowing law-abiding citizens to carry concealed weapons would turn our streets into rivers of blood.

They told me that taking trillions of dollars from the successful and giving it to those “who truly needed it” would cure poverty.

They told me that giving home loans to those who couldn’t afford them would make the American dream achievable for all.

They told me that paying into the Social Security “Trust Fund” would guarantee a comfortable retirement for everyone.

They told me that allowing teachers to unionize in public schools would help inner city students reach for the stars.

They told me that the federal government could run a guaranteed, affordable health care program for seniors forever.

They told me that the new employment paradigm consisted of millions of “green jobs”.

They told me that their support for immoral and criminal behavior wouldn’t result in the breakdown of the two-parent family.

Of course, that’s not all. You should read the rest.

But his conclusion needs to be cast far and wide:

Everything they told me was a lie.

Everything they told me was wrong.

Intentionally, diabolically, criminally wrong.

And if we don’t begin to turn back the tide of centralized government, if we don’t politically obliterate the Democrat Party, this beautiful Republic, this magnificent country, this bastion of free enterprise and private property rights, this shining city on a hill… well, it will be finished.

Nice little blog you got there, Doug. Too bad if something happened to it, like the dreaded…RICKETY-LANCHE!

BWA-hahaha!

Seriously, the one or two of you out there, go give Ross the attention he deserves.


Then Brad Torgerson, consie SF writer, got into a fight with a liberal, Marguerite Reed, and some other liberals, few as smart or even polite as Reed was.

Still, this was pretty much no more than a fairly well mannered food fight, with tea and finger sandwiches. Eventually, though, the fuss attracted the attention of Larry Correia, he of Monster Hunter International fame, who stepped through the french doors, now transformed into swinging salooners.

And it was on. A good rollicking fight ensued. Noses bloodied, chairs smashed, tables toppled–Torgerson knows how to take care of himself, mind, but Larry just wants to get the job done, with as much fun as can be wrung out of such limp-brained prey.

And then, oh best beloved, and then, Larry called for orbital support, you know, just to be sure, and Tom Kratman laid down this carpet bombing.

He’s given his permission for wide dissemination. Well, I can’t help him with that, of course, but at least I’ll be able to find it again when I need it.

The Left’s 20 Rules of Racism

1. If you believe that general intelligence exists, is heritable and at all testable for, you’re a racist.

2. If you point out that liberal philosophies and programs intended to have a good impact have had a disproportionately bad impact on the ethnicities targeted by liberals, you’re a racist.

3. If you notice that other cultures have some problems, you’re a racist.

4. If you notice your own culture has had some successes, you’re a racist.

5. If you try to identify subcultural problems, you’re a racist. If the problems existed or got worse under liberalism, see item 2, above.

6. If you’re mainstream American culture, and don’t hate that culture, you’re a racist.

7. If you’re capable of noting unpleasant facts about subcultures and discussing them without your brain fogging, you’re a racist.

8. If you won’t kowtow and grovel as soon as someone accuses you of racism for one of the reasons above or below, you’re a hopeless racist.

9. If you do not believe that mankind is a tabula rasa for liberals to make whatever they think would be good to make of man, this week, you’re a racist.

10. If you don’t take personal responsibility for all the evils of slavery, you’re a racist. This is true even if you only arrived from Poland last week.

11. If you’re white, you’re a racist.

12. If you’re white and just arrived from Poland last week and don’t accept that you’re a racist, you’re a racist.

13. If you try to interject logical thought into a discussion of culture, you’re a racist.

14. If you refuse to admit culture is a racial matter, and a liberal wants to conflate the two, you’re a racist.

15. If you believe that race and culture are indistinguishable and a liberal decides that you shouldn’t conflate the two, you’re a racist.

16. If you believe that black or Hispanic girls who are paid by liberal inspired programs from the age of 13 to have babies will have babies, you’re a racist.

17. If you believe that _any_ girls of whatever color who are paid to have babies will then have babies but then, insensitively, observe that a smaller percentage of white girls do, certainly because they haven’t been targeted for as much “help” from liberals, you’re a racist.

18. If it doesn’t bother you that the truth offends liberals, you’re a racist.

19. If your name is Tom Kratman and you write and in your writing your heroes and heroines tend to be from minorities while your villains are white liberals, you’re still a racist.

20. If you read The Bell Curve, you’re a racist. On the other hand, if you didn’t read it but wrote a scathing review on Amazon anyway you might not be a racist provided you take personal responsibility for 300 years of slavery even if you just arrived from Poland last week.

The Right’s Twenty Rules of Racism

1. Anyone responsible for three hundred years of slavery would have to be a lot older than you and me.

2. There has to be some genetics in “racism’s” DNA, some DNA in its gene pool, or it just isn’t racism.

3. Racism could be eliminated in the United States if we could just eliminate the white liberals who so plainly depend on it so much and do so much to keep it going.

4. Reality isn’t racist: The reality is that there are pond-scummy gallows bait in every group. Some of those will be more of a problem to their own group than to you (see Rule 14, below). Some will be more of a problem to you precisely because you’re not a member of their group. It is wise, not racist, to avoid the latter. In Boston, this may be referred to as the “Evelyn Wagler-George Pratt Rule,” and that’s not code. Odd exception to half of Rule 4: Jesse Jackson would much rather be followed by a white on the streets of DC, at night, than a black.

5. There have been two instances in recent history where the concept of “honorary white” held sway. One was in apartheid South Africa where, for example, Japanese were considered “honorary white.” The other was when, in relation to the Trayvon Martin shooting, the American mainstream media made Hispanic George Zimmerman an “honorary white.” This is not entirely coincidence since (see Rule 18) the very liberal American media is as racist in their way as ever the Afrikaner Broederbond was in its.

6. Nobody really thinks whites are as evil as portrayed by white liberals and black demagogues. If they really thought so, they’d be too afraid to ever leave the house, since a) there are a lot more whites, b) those whites are much better armed, c) they’re more likely to be veterans of the Army’s and Marine Corps’ ground gaining combat arms, and d) they have an historically demonstrated cultural aptitude for mass, organized violence.

7. People who insist you’re speaking in code insist on it because they believe it’s true. They believe it’s true because they really do speak in code and can’t imagine anyone who does not speak in code. It’s not racist to think those people are idiots, nor to note that they’re mostly white. (Exception to rule: When conservatives talk about guns and zombies? Especially in terms of using the former to kill the latter? Yeah; “zombie” is code for “liberals of any color.” See Rule 6, above.)

8. It’s not racist to note that white liberalism managed to do in about thirty years something that three hundred years of slavery could not, seriously damage the black family, generally though not universally, and ruin it completely over wide swaths.

9. Speaking of slavery, the bulk of slave raiding and trading in Africa was black, usually Islamic black (see Rule 16, below), on black. The Arabic word for black and slave is the same, “Abd.” And the first registered slave owner in Virginia was black. Pointing this out to liberals, white and black, is always fun.

10. It’s not racist to wish that our first black president had been Thomas Sowell.

11. The “Some of my best friends” defense against a charge of racism is no defense…unless it happens to be true. Sometimes it’s best expressed to a white liberal as, “You don’t have so much as a day in uniform, do you, dipshit?”

12. The system of education that white liberals have inflicted on inner city blacks is a crime against humanity. No amount of money that they toss at it helps to overcome the elimination of discipline liberalism has caused. It’s neither racist to note this…nor wrong.

13. The various college and university minority “studies” programs, because they give a useless pseudo-education, and at very high cost in both money and time, are racist in their effects.

14. Most black crime is black on black crime. It is racist in its effects to deprive the black community of the social good that comes from executing black criminals that prey on other blacks.

15. It takes a white liberal idiot (Lord, forgive us our redundancies) not to understand the difference between casual sex with a member of another race and marrying and investing one’s entire reproductive effort in a member of another race. See, e.g., http://www.tomkratman.com/yoli.html. Dipshits.

16. Islam is not a race. Detesting Islam is not racist. There is nothing in Islam which genetically compels either slightly tanned Palestinians or totally white English reverts to pray toward Mecca five times daily, to self-detonate in crowded squares and movie theaters, to find offense in just about everything, nor even to clitorectomize their women. Flash alert: Lysenko was wrong. Dipshits.

17. When a liberal accuses you of racism, rejoice; it means the dipshit knows he or she is losing.

18. The worst racists are liberals, mostly white ones, who assume that blacks and hispanics are so inferior that only affirmative action in perpetuity would give them a remotely fair chance. (That this also keeps a lot of liberal white social workers and bureaucrats employed is, of course, merely incidental. Ahem. Dipshits.)

19. There was a conservative argument for a kind of affirmative action. Unfortunately, all the money’s already been spent on employing white liberal social workers and bureaucrats, and we’re broke now, so that ship has sailed. Again, blame dipshit white liberals.

20. Screaming “Racism! Raaaacissssm!” on the part of a white liberal, when the matter in question has no DNA in its gene pool, no genetics in its DNA (see Rule 2, above), is the surest proof that said white liberal is genetically defective. And a dipshit. And it’s not racist to point this out.

Thats what he opened with, and all that was left was cleanup, until Reed shut the place down.

Go. Read the whole thing, it’s a lovely little riot, with tasty hot dogs and marshmallows roasting on spits over the still screaming bodies.

[update: fix a few linkage and copy-pasta errors, and some misteaken typing.]

QotD: Things We Think But Don’t Write

Friday, January 18th, 2013

Mike, writing as always in a Cold Fury, applauds the Missouri bill to make enforcement of any federal gun ban a felony, and stabs to the heart of the tyrants:

It’s no mystery why they hate [the Second Amendment] so much, and are so afraid of it; the fact is, they’re supposed to be. That’s, umm, the whole friggin’ point.

I should add that in this case, it’s not fear that keeps us from writing it, it’s that we have this in our hearts and bones; it’s one of our underlying assumptions. We forget that not everyone understands this.

And, of course, our servants, who should properly be trembling in fear of our lash, pray daily that not only do we withhold it, but that we forget it was ever in our hands.

I Will Stand

Monday, January 14th, 2013

NCRenegade LT declares “A Time To Kill“:

Therefore, as much as my soul laments against the harsh truth before me, I make this declaration to my enemies who press me into this battle, that none shall be able to afterwards say “I did not know, you did not warn me”;

I do not care why you took that job with the government, or why you continue to hold it. I only know that you have become Judas and sold yourself to an oppressive state – your government office buildings and vehicles are part of the battlefield, and as a soldier I shall act accordingly.

I do not care why, as a journalist, you choose to spin and corrupt the news, rather than report the plain truth and let the people judge for themselves. I only know that you have violated the public trust in the most vile and seditious manner, and thus your homes, offices, studios, vehicles, and any other place you may find yourself are part of the battlefield, and as a soldier I shall act accordingly.

I do not care why you signed that union card. I only know that you pay dues to a communist organization which conducts treasonous works against my Republic daily – and so your union hall and your work-sites are part of the battlefield, and as a soldier I shall act accordingly.

I do not care that you only voted for the traitor because you are elderly/disabled or otherwise dependent upon government largess. Are you so ignorant and/or disinterested that you could not see through their propaganda, to the fact that your sustenance was assured either way? What have you gained now that the public housing areas you live in, and the public facilities you depend on are part of the battlefield? Though I am a soldier, I can afford you little protection, for you have placed yourselves on the battlefield.

I know that all of these places and all of these people are part of the battlefield ,not just because I am a soldier, and have experienced a few battlefields in my day; but also because our President declares that even our own homes are on the battlefield, whether we wish them to be or not, and I have no choice but to believe him; it’s not just that the NDAA passed – a battlefield is not defined by law; it’s the profound build-up of martial power and resources across my once-great nation which tells me a battle is being prepared here. Over two billion rounds of ammunition procured by DHS and its sub-agencies in the past 18 months, plus machine guns in the tens of thousands, armored vehicles, combat aircraft, drones, and other implements of war being staged throughout our nation, our home – how do you explain that except as the preparation for battle?

I will fight not because I desire it, but because I cannot justify any other course of action – when the enemy attacks, you must fight – you must kill or you will die.

As I said in comments there:

I was denied enlistment for a bad foot.

Now I am too old, and fat, and out of breath and ill-equipped, having come late to an understanding of what my duty is.

But I will stand.

I will stand, though I expect to be among the first to fall.


From a comment there: Don’t take the bait too early. Or to put it another way, don’t fire till you see the whites of their eyes.


And this, which I should have posted long ago: “What I Saw at the Coup“:

The first real jolt indicating a serious problem with the plan came when television reporter Cathy Carlsen was killed in Norfolk, shot dead while covering the commissioning of the Harvey Milk, the Navy’s newest destroyer. That she was killed was bad enough. That it happened on a “secure” naval base—a federal installation—made it much worse. Her blood splattered across the Admirals’ white uniforms made quite a picture. The videos…

We were two women born in the same year, with similar academic backgrounds. We had known each other for decades, and her untimely death hit me hard. Cathy Carlsen had been a reliable voice on the progressive side of a supposedly impartial television news network. That a respected member of the media would be assassinated was big surprise, at least to me. Up to that point, only a few federal officials and high-ranking agents had been targeted.

Then a new photo was released on the internet. I had always thought the NSA could trace those things back to their origins, but apparently not. The photo was taken through the Norfolk sniper’s rifle scope just a few moments before the murder. It showed thin black crosshairs and other reference marks across Cathy’s smiling face. And it showed some text added just above her head:

If the media lies, the media dies.
You take a side, you’re along for the ride.
A traitor in front of a camera is still just a traitor.

This single act of domestic terrorism immediately dampened the enthusiasm of most of our formerly reliable reporters to continue to carry our water.


Thanks to Mike Soja at Kayak2U for the link.


A flood of payday spam has prompted me to hold all comments for moderation.

If you login and post one comment, I’ll never pester you again.

When the Media Picks Sides, the Media Dies

Wednesday, November 14th, 2012

A glimpse into the next civil war: Matt Bracken’s “What I Saw At The Coup”.

The first real jolt indicating a serious problem with the plan came when television reporter Cathy Carlsen was killed in Norfolk, shot dead while covering the commissioning of the Harvey Milk, the Navy’s newest destroyer. That she was killed was bad enough. That it happened on a “secure” naval base—a federal installation—made it much worse. Her blood splattered across the Admirals’ white uniforms made quite a picture. The videos…

We were two women born in the same year, with similar academic backgrounds. We had known each other for decades, and her untimely death hit me hard. Cathy Carlsen had been a reliable voice on the progressive side of a supposedly impartial television news network. That a respected member of the media would be assassinated was big surprise, at least to me. Up to that point, only a few federal officials and high-ranking agents had been targeted.

Then new photo was released on the internet. I had always thought the NSA could trace those things back to their origins, but apparently not. The photo was taken through the Norfolk sniper’s rifle scope just a few moments before the murder. It showed thin black crosshairs and other reference marks across Cathy’s smiling face. And it showed some text added just above her head:

If the media lies, the media dies.
You take a side, you’re along for the ride.
A traitor in front of a camera is still just a traitor.

This single act of domestic terrorism immediately dampened the enthusiasm of most of our formerly reliable reporters to continue to carry our water. More such photographs of other media figures appeared on the internet with crosshairs over their faces. Most of the pictures were bogus, just photoshop pranks, but they had a similar effect: our dependably cooperative reporters suddenly lost their nerve.

This is the single most important thing that has to be hammered into the brains of the press if “the next civil war” is to be avoided.

And make no mistake: the narrator here, a White House official, is exactly right in describing this action as an “act of domestic terrorism”.

That is what we will be reduced to if this ever comes to pass, and it would be a terrible thing. Insurgents, which is what anyone with any right to call himself a patriot would be, will do horrible, ugly, brutal things in the name of liberty. They will become what they hate.

This account is severely sanitized. There is little or no chance, I think, that the war would actually go this smoothly, or end this quickly.

I really don’t want to see this.

But you journalists out there? We won’t spare you, can’t spare you. You’ll be very near the head of the line.

You may even be first.

I’m not advocating anything here. I do not not not want to see this happen.

But to stop it, journalists must start doing the job that is recognized in the First Amendment. You must again become the watch dog press, relentlessly gnawing at the seats of the powerful, regardless of party, ripping at their throats when necessary.

Otherwise…

The crosshairs await.

Getting Out of the Vote

Monday, November 5th, 2012

Buttercup puts up an excellent post here, explaining again why voting this time around is not a terrible thing to do.

Even when I voted for George Bush in 2004, I knew I was participating in a sham. It made me angry to realize that I truly did not have a voice, that the political machine in Washington had long since begun running under its own steam and didn’t need my approval or disapproval as gas for the engine. The process of elections was to give people the appearance of control and participation, while in reality it was simply a ceremony every four years that essentially amounted to, “The King is dead. Long live the King!”

It wasn’t until the rise of the Tea Party and the opportunity it offered for genuine citizen activism that I began to believe differently. Finally, the people were raising their voices. Finally, we had a pathway, a focus, a stated goal. Finally, we had a chance.

And that’s all — and everything — Romney is.

A chance.

Voting for anyone else is throwing away that chance. We may never have another.

I’m going to take it.

I said some similar things in this rambling mess. Buttercup did a better, more focused job.

There are some militantly non-voting commentators I truly do admire, and look to for inspiration, who I think are making the mistake of wanting every citizen to be as well-read, as enlightened, as independent as they are. They are dismayed that people actually care about this election.

They are making the mistake of thinking themselves, distant outliers on the political spectrum, as typical of the people at large. (I’ll note in passing that this is similar to the error underlying Socialism and Communism, that people are, and should be, perfectible.) We’re not like them, most of us. We not only want, but we need a strong government as long as it functions within its limits.

We have, however, been lax in doing our part to see that it remains within those limits, and now we are paying the price.

The key thing about this election is not who gets into office, although I do truly believe that if Obama is reelected, or is allowed to claim that he was reelected, things will get worse faster than if Romney succeeds.

(Romney, I believe, has had his eyes opened by this election. I think he’s beginning to understand that we are voting for a way of life, not for him personally, and I think he he’s beginning to see that if he relaxes into the role he thought he was auditioning for, that of the Democrat nominee for the Republican candidacy, it will not go well for him. )

The key thing is that We, the People, are finally waking up. The Dream, that Benevolent Powers care for us and will tend to our needs, is over.

We shouldn’t have to care much who wins. Our votes shouldn’t have to matter that much. The government should be tending to business that we can safely ignore; that’s their damn job.

But now we must care, because we have let our federal dogs forget that we, their masters, own the collar and leash, and believe that they are the masters.

And whoever wins, we’re going to have to wallop uppity noses with more than newspapers, often and hard.

[update]
Or just lock them up in the wine cellarbroom closet.

We have it in our heads that the president of the United States is like the CEO of our country, when in reality his job is more akin to head janitor. Now, don’t get me wrong; I’m not trying to say that politicians work as hard or are as essential to society as the average janitor. But it’s our job as private citizens to do the main work, and the government is supposed to operate in the background doing minor things that support that work — cleaning up the messes we’re too busy to handle. If the head janitor and his staff do their jobs well, we should barely even notice them.

Sniping

Friday, October 19th, 2012

Raise your hand, everybody who thinks Oleg Volk is a defeatist shill for the CSGV.

OK, kids, there’s a BD release of Red Dawn, the original, on the big screen in the media room. Road House is laying on top of the player, too. Swaze double feature. Doris will be serving popcorn with Jack & Coke. Have fun!

OK, Millicent, you may bring in the cigars and cognac, please…. Thank you. You may retire for the evening.

Time for grown up talk. Mr. Volk, you have the floor.

[Mr. Volk details the problems of insurgents fighting regulars, then concludes:]

I am a great fan of rifle marksmanship. But we shouldn’t overestimate its value in warfare. Unsupported by regular troops, most snipers die quickly. Most hunters may be marksmen, but they aren’t even snipers — that skill set goes far beyond the basics of fieldcraft and marksmanship required to bring down deer.

For that reason, the reliance on armed response indicates a loss for the side forced to fight as insurgents. The kind of expedients required for a successful guerrilla campaign tend to warp all participants out of recognition as the “forces of good”. So our best bet is political proselytizing and raising the next generation to love freedom, and to respect the freedoms of others. The opium pipe dreams of the “restoration of the Republic” through another revolution are best left for those who don’t much value a connection to reality.

[bold mine]

That was sobering, yes. Another round of cognac?

This is why I will be voting for Romney. I’ve even volunteered as a poll worker.

Not because I think Romney, or any of the current crop of politicians, or any politician ever, can remotely save us.

But because we can use him to buy a little time, in order to raise “the next generation to love freedom, and to respect the freedoms of others”

I’ve heard the argument that real Americans, real libertarians, would actually vote for Obama, in order to bring the abscess to a head.

The American people are not ready for a large scale, take-back-the-government revolution. I pray they never will be, because I don’t think you can predict the outcome of such a catastrophe. And see again Volk’s dire warning: “The kind of expedients required for a successful guerrilla campaign tend to warp all participants out of recognition as the ‘forces of good’.”

We cannot arm ourselves and train ourselves sufficiently to even attempt such a thing, not this late in the game. We do not have the time or resources to do that.

All we can do is fight the usurpers one bad police raid at a time, even if we die doing it. If you don’t die on the spot, you turn yourself in and take responsibility for your actions.

Build local militias for mutual self defense. See to it that the next generation of SWAT teams and soldiers know, by their raising, what they will face if they attack their fellow citizens.

Key word there: “defense.” We will lose a revolution. The First American Revolution succeeded in part because the British were dangling at the end of a very tenuous supply chain. The Second American Revolution, aka The Civil War, War Between the States, or The War of Northern Aggression, whatever, failed, horrifically, because it was fought on our own home soil. Anybody who thinks that the American military machine wouldn’t be able to squash a similar rebellion now, quickly and overwhelmingly, is fooling themselves, because the American military is all over the place, with multiple supply lines and instant communication via multiple channels.

We cannot win a revolution. The most we can hope to do is make tyranny too expensive.

The Romney election is but the merest, thinnest sapling to grab hold of as we slide down the cliff into tyranny. But at this point, I’ll take anything I can get, and it might be just what we need to get firmer footing.

There’s a lot of talk of preference cascades these days. We’re not just seeing the one building against Obama. It’s building against the whole Democrat/progressive/socialist/statist schema. I believe the American people are waking up, getting their bearings, hearing the lies for what they are. The columns of the State are but foam stage props; the bright lights bring out the flop sweat, the popcorn of hope is stale, and the soda pop of change has gone flat.

And the stink of rotting donkey and elephant dung pervades.

Change wind arisin’. But please that it doesn’t fan the flames of revolution.

I’m too old for that.

…And now I think we’re just in time to catch Road House.

This Chair is Occupied

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

My entry for Legal Insurrection’s National Empty Chair Day.

Not actually submitted, because they’ve stopped accepting submissions, being completely swamped with empty chairs.

Just American

Sunday, May 6th, 2012

I have expressed my discontent with the standard political labels, like liberal/left and conservative right.

American Digest proposes “rebranding ‘conservative’ and ‘Republican’ with ‘American’”.

I appreciate the sentiment, and you should definitely read his essay. Gonna have to think about it, because far too many people are convinced that “American” means imperialist, corporatist, fat, lazy, racist, homophobe, sexist, and on and on endlessly. Doesn’t matter that to the extent that those things are true, they mostly arose from the liberal progressive left; that’s what people have been trained to think.

I’m going to start using it nevertheless, if only to cleanse the name. It’s as good an escutcheon as any, and what stains and muck attach to it have mostly been thrown by its — our — enemies.

I’m going to have to explain it, every time I say it. That’s fine. People need to hear it.

I am an American.