Category: Politics

Trying not to start the public floggings

Helpless Laughter

Media Assholes, Resistance, RINO/GOPe

Larry Correia has already warned the Left about getting what they seem to wish for;  and now some creature named Michael Anton done an article, only to be brutally Fiskicated by Ian Gruene.  (Insty already linked to it, but I can’t resist piling on.)  A sample, talking about the great “right wing militant” trope:

But this question also depends on what you consider “right wing insurrection”. If you are talking about a half-dozen fruitcakes with an underpants-gnomes plan then no there won’t be many. Mostly because troublesome fruitcakes are a very small problem no matter what the subject is.

On the other hand if you are talking about people who think most or all of the U.S. government need to be killed, I have bad news for you. A large swath of the country considers that question settled and are now concerned with the doctrinal issues of whether it is best to follow the teachings of St. Augusto of the Whirling Blades, or St. Tepes of the Artificial Forest.

For those to whom the latter references are unfamiliar (and bless your innocent little hearts), allow me to represent them in pics:

Anyway, follow the link and have a chuckle.

Priceless Scandi

Resistance

Oh yeah, baby…

Finland Anti-Lockdown Convoy Hits Helsinki

Helsinki saw dozens of motor vehicles clog its streets on Friday evening, sparked by the nation’s lockdown rules, as well as the rising cost of fuel in the country.

Police initially tried to stifle the protest before it occurred, implementing a ban on heavy goods vehicles — a class which includes a wide variety of trucks — without a permit from the city centre.

That’s excellent news.  But here’s my absolute favorite part:

However, according to a report from Finnish public broadcaster Yle Uutiset, this did not stop the protest from going ahead, with dozens of vehicles, including motor homes, cars, vans, and at least one mobile sauna, streaming into the city centre for the demonstration.

A mobile sauna?   The only way this shindig could have been more Finnish was if Mika Häkonnen had been part of the parade, riding a reindeer.

Bravo, ystäväni.

Bypassing The Left

Good Stuff, Resistance

As GoFuckYourself (typo?) has suspended the Freedom Convoy’s fundraiser , I thought I’d point you all to a different funding source:  GiveSendGo, who have raised over a million in the past day or so for this most excellent cause.

If you can spare a few $$, head over there and donate.

Of course, the added site traffic is massive, and to add to the problems, Lefty bots have been active with DDOS attacks (the fuckers), but just persevere and you’ll get through, as I did.

Canuckis Fight Back

Good Stuff, Resistance

Like this guy, I have often shaken my head at our more-accommodating neighbors over the border for their complaisant attitudes when it comes to things like gun registration and other Lefty bullshit (Canucki Readers of this website most definitely not included).  However:

Trudeau (volume alert)

I nearly wet myself.

And then there’s this Irish Revolution… also worth a chuckle.

But best of all, this.

Fantastic.

We Murkins should start doing our part in all this, and I don’t just mean smart-alec stickers on gas pumps. I mean:  do we want to be shown up by Canadians?

Fuck Joe Biden and all his camp followers.

Update:  the Canucki Fuzz are hinting at violence to end the peaceful protest.  Quelle surprise.

Branch Line

Old Fartism, Resistance, The Gun Thing

Running off at a tangent from yesterday’s train of thought (about simpler cars), I need to add the following.

As Longtime Readers know well, I’ve always preferred simple, reliable guns such as  Mausers and AK-47s:

…over the vajazzled option-heavy tricked-up “operator” guns that all the cool kids are buying these days.

So needless to say, when the Great Day Of The Barricades finally comes, you’ll most likely find me lying dead on the ground with an AK-47 clutched in my cold dead hands, with a cherry-red barrel, smoking handguard and an absolute shit ton of slowly-cooling brass lying around me.

Next to me will be some amateur “operator” also dead on the ground, clutching his Mattel gun with lights, cameras, red-dot sights etc., but only half a mag of brass lying next to his corpse, because that was all he managed to get off before his supergun malfunctioned.

I’m not saying that this is the way I’d prefer to draw my last breath, of course, but under extreme circumstances (like this:  45% of Democrats want the unvaccinated sent to internment camps), it’s certainly better than the alternative:

or:

Just sayin’.