I am an unabashed fan of Latin-American music — such as this compendium of soft Brazilian tunes, so feel free to play this as background music to your Internet- or other readings today.
Or if that’s not to your taste, a little (okay a lot of) Bossa Nova?
The other night I re-watched the brilliant Matt Damon movie The Good Shepherd, and as I’d forgotten a great deal of the dialogue, this little exchange between Damon and Joe Pesci hit me hard:
It is a brutal yet honest summary of our American society. (And no doubt, the Usual Suspects will indulge themselves in their typical Fainting Goat hysterical response to anything brutal yet honest.) Here’s what Wilson is saying: at the heart of our American society and way of life lie the bedrock principles of our Anglo-Saxon heritage, as embodied by the Mayflower settlers, their behavior and government. Much later, of course, these principles evolved into the still-better bedrock of our nation: the Constitution.
Another of those principles was that of the family. Yes, in reading the above script, we can say that family per se is not at all the sole provenance of White Anglo-Saxon heritage, as witnessed by the gangster Palmi’s little aside about the Italians. But think about what Palmi’s “family” has been twisted and perverted into: the Mafia — hardly the stuff of the White Anglo-Saxon concept of family, is it?
Consider the picture I posted on Thanksgiving a couple days ago:
And likewise, the very epitome of American life is the institution of Thanksgiving — a holiday unlike any other in the world (although often copied), it can truly be called the most sacrosanct of our social institutions.
But let me differ from one aspect of Wilson’s little statement above: Thanksgiving is not the sole preserve of of White Anglo-Saxons, although the tradition was certainly begun by them. All kinds of people celebrate Thanksgiving: Blacks, Jews, Italians (just to mention the groups mentioned above) as well as most of the rest of this vast patchwork of peoples that this wonderful country encompasses.
Now let’s look at the people in America who don’t celebrate Thanksgiving. Who are they?
They don’t believe in the freedom of speech, unless it’s speech they (and by extension, the State) approve of. Everything else is lies or fake news and / or dangerous because individuals can’t be trusted. Recognize the Constitutional Amendment this involves?
They don’t want the public to be armed — only the State and its minions — because individuals can’t be trusted to possess firearms. Don’t let that silly outdated Constitutional Amendment tell you otherwise.
In fact, go right down the Bill of Rights, and the chances are that they want to abolish every single amendment — because of course that irrelevant old document is a brake on State power, so of course they want no part of it.
These are people for whom the very concept of Thanksgiving is rooted in wrongdoing: the colonization of America, the “stealing” of the land from the peoples whom they call “Native” (but whose only claim to the land is that they arrived here earlier than the Pilgrims), and you know the rest of the dreary diatribe because it’s screamed at us constantly by these people every year at this time.
But it’s not just that. Unsurprisingly, when you follow a socio-political system that posits that the State is everything — more important than family, than friendship and all the ties that bind a society together — and actively work to institute that horrible system here in the United States, anything that embodies tradition and family is fair game for destruction.
Think I’m exaggerating? Try this one:
”A Yale psychiatrist suggested that leftists ditch Thanksgiving and the holidays with family members who voted for Trump — and members of my generation are buying into this nonsense. They can’t stand to be around their Trump-supporting family members. I don’t know, the turkey’s not vegan, Grandma’s house isn’t a safe space — so Gen Z is saying that they’re ditching it.”
My only quibble is that I’m pretty sure that it’s not just Gen Z; given the depth of the hysteria from the Left, it’s a multi-generational thing. In other words, Thanksgiving is just another political instrument for them to show their frustration and childish rage, and not a beloved institution.
And this is what Edward Wilson is talking about when he talks about “just visiting”: these people have no roots in our society, and they’re trying to undermine those of the rest of us who do.
It’s not a group of “Italians, Jews and niggers”; in fact it has nothing to do with race or ethnicity at all: it’s a pathological segment of our society who are “just visiting”, a segment that is linked not by race or heritage, but by their failed, broken ideology.
It is they, and not we, who are on the wrong side of history (as they so often scream at us).
They’re not Americans. Just visitors.
A little Chick goes a long way… all the way to Spain.
From Breitbart:
Shook what? A fist? A cocktail shaker? A crooked stick?
Correct headline:
…you illiterate morons.
Several Readers sent me this happy little tale (and thankee, one and all). Seems as though this goblin invaded a home armed with a butane torch, motive unknown but I think we can all make a good guess. Anyway, his mistake was in threatening Our Hero’s grandchildren, whereupon said goblin received a quick bullet to the vitals and expired shortly after. (That’s the reason they’re called “the vitals” — destroy them and you’re dead.)
This lovely story, however, also contains a Quote Of The Day nugget from an attorney:
“The law doesn’t require someone to gamble on the intentions of an intruder.”
Which is why, even in the People’s Soviet of California, Our Hero is unlikely to face charges.
Also, it seems inadvisable to bring a butane torch to a gunfight. Lesson learned, alas too late for the goblin.
I had no idea that this was the case:
In May a survey found that a third of Brits panic when their phone rings unexpectedly and many don’t even answer calls, with Gen Z pleading ‘just text me’.
In a time where cold callers and scammers ringing you up out of the blue happens more often than not, almost 37 per cent of those asked said they are less likely to answer when they receive a call without notice than they were five years ago.
Some 12 per cent of those surveyed said it has been a week – or even longer – since they last spoke to someone on the phone.
And Gen Z have flocked to TikTok to beg people ‘text me’ and telling their viewers how they just sit ‘watching my phone ring’ if ‘absolutely anyone’ calls.
Yeah, I don’t ever answer my phone either, unless the number is in my address book, or else it’s an identified call from a company or person I already know.
As it is, I get two to three text messages a day from some unidentified source or other, saying they found my number in their callers’ list and don’t know who I am (or similar nonsense). And even worse are the texts that say junk like “Hi! We haven’t chatted for ages. Can you call me?” (#Trashdump #Unacknowledged)
I did look up the area codes listed by a few of these text callers, and imagine my surprise when I discovered that all of them are commonly-used fronts for spam calls which originate in exotic locales like the Philippines, China or Central Europe. (They’re the new Nigeria of email fame.)
Hell, I don’t even answer unidentified calls from my own area code.
It’s a minefield out there, folks, and ignoring this bullshit is not paranoia, but prudence.
Parallel thought: this panic comes from, of all places, the BritGov, who calls people to collect statistics and now can’t get the info they want. Let us all remember the immortal words of Governor John Cowperthwaite of Hong Kong, talking about his refusal to let his government collect data from the population:
“If I let them compute those statistics, they’ll want to use them for planning.”
Wiser words were seldom spoken.