Almost Righteous

Executive summary:  This miserable scrote decided (for reasons now only known to himself) to go on a little extemporaneous murder of anyone who happened to be within range of his gun, ending up with three dead victims and over half a dozen badly-wounded ones.

He may well have gone on to greater things, but being that this was in Idaho, there happened to be an armed citizen in the immediate area, who jumped out of his car and popped off a shot or two in the scumbag’s general direction.  Said scumbag, alarmed that he might himself be shot and hearing police sirens in the distance, saved Our Hero the cost of an extra bullet and society of legal costs by just wasting [sic]  himself.

Had Our Hero’s aim been true, this would have been Righteous, but he missed, hence the title of this post.

Details are here.

Lesson learned:  you never know when a little trip to get a burger — even at an In-N-Out in Idaho — might put you in the proximity of scum like the above, so whatever the reason, if your trip is a short one always carry your frigging gun.

And, of course, in Vulcan’s name:  practice, practice, practice.


Afterthought:  We should ban In-N-Out Burger restaurants.  After all, if it saves just ONE life…

Reconquista

Well, well, well…

“But but but what about TOLERANNNNCE, Kim?”

Yeah… what about it?

Given that Islam is the most intolerant socio-political institution ever inflicted on mankind, it’s about time we had a little turnaround, methinks.  And if the famously-tolerant Porros are doing this, then ya gotta know things are getting bad.

The Four Idols

I’m not sure that there’s a better podcast than Triggernometry, and this episode is one of the best.

  • Power
  • Money
  • Fame
  • Pleasure

Which two could you live without, or would actually push away?  Watch the episode, and see how it works.  (And unlike most things I talk about here, don’t feel you have to share your findings in Comments, because it’s intensely personal;  I’m not going to share mine, for that reason.)

And by the way, the expression “performative activism” explains just about everything I find irritating about today’s world.

Worthwhile Largesse

When I think of how much of our taxpayer money has been frittered away on useless crap like eco-lunacy, supporting Commie insurrections and delivering government benefits to illegal immigrants [156 more examples omitted for reasons of space], here at least is one I can get behind (via Reader John C., thankee):

The Department of War has given $10 million to TV host Mike Rowe’s Foundation that encourages Americans to enter the skilled trade industry.
The former “Dirty Jobs” star started the program that aims to offer Americans careers in the skilled trades like plumbing, electrical, and other hands-on work that won’t be made obsolete by artificial intelligence.

Wow… government money being spent on a civilian program that actually helps citizens and provides strategic benefit to the nation.

Here’s the enormity of the thing:

The foundation has helped over 2,600 people so far train as welders, HVAC technicians, pipefitters, and diesel mechanics who command a six-figure salary without requiring a four-year degree and massive amounts of student loan debt.

However:

The foundation says that America will need 320,000 welders, 250,000 shipbuilders, and 81,000 electricians over the next decade.

I bet the Lefties are totally pissed off about this — ironic, really, considering that they’ve always proclaimed themselves as the “Workers’ Party”, but really aren’t.  Then again, they are the “Party Of Lies”, and always have been.

Congrats to the Pentagon, and of course likewise to Mike Rowe (a true patriot if ever there was one).  If I have a single quibble, it’s that they should have given more than ten million dollars to this most worthy cause.

Here’s What I Know

There has been a great deal of angst among conservatives about how the evil bastards on the Left have been trying with might and main to sabotage the 250th anniversary of the founding of our nation.  It starts from the childish petulance of artists refusing to participate in anything remotely connected with Donald Trump, and continues with other members of the Pissers & Moaners Set going on about how we have nothing to celebrate because we are really an eeeeevil rayciss patriarchal capitalist bunch of Bad People which has been exploiting and discriminating against homosexualists, Black people, transsexualists, people with blue hair…. the list goes on and on ad nauseam.

Okay, I’ll cop to the “capitalist” bit.

Here’s the thing.  Conservatives shouldn’t be worried about all these childish tantrums.  We Americans have a great deal to celebrate, even if the screaming loonies are howling all that twaddle on their iPhones, at BlueSky or in institutions like The New York Times — and please note the irony that they are able to do this because of that First Amendment to the Constitution (written by those slave-owning White men two centuries ago), which guarantees the freedom to say the silly bullshit they are putting out.  “Silly bullshit”, lest we forget, is absolutely one of the parts of speech protected, much as it makes my hackles rise.

And here’s what I know.  I’m going to wake up on Saturday morning, on that very 250th anniversary of our foundation, with a song in my heart and a deep, abiding sense of gratitude that I am an American citizen, and not a citizen of some other shithole country (pretty much all countries not the U.S., as it happens).

I’m going to post a celebratory entry on my website (First Amendment), and then I’m going to head off to Texas Legends shooting range (who have informed me that yes, they’re going to be open on July 4th even though it’s technically a public holiday and they needn’t be), and I’m going to exercise my Second Amendment freedom — something that I damn sure wouldn’t be able to do in all the other shithole countries, because my firearm of choice for the day is going to be the frankenpoodleshooter AR-15 (which is streng verboten  in said states of Shitholia).

(I would go to watch the fireworks later, except it’s Texas and even at 9 o’clock at night the temperature will still be set to “Broil”, so I’ll pass on that — but I’ll be there in spirit.)

Dinner will no doubt be extremely carnivorous:

I’m sure that the above innocent activities would no doubt piss off just about the entire population of the Left (also furriners, some overlap there), but there it is.

I don’t need those big public celebrations, in other words, because while they’re fun and all that, the real celebration is personal — an individual’s activity, said individuality being at the very heart of our nation and our Constitution.

We are a nation of individuals, not just cogs in some collective machine, much as it pains the Left that we stubbornly refuse to submit to that coercion (aided by that pesky Constitution thing).

We do have a great deal to celebrate:  never forget that alone among the nations of the world — past and present — we are a nation founded on an ideal, a principle, and not simply by being part of some kingdom’s fiefdom.

And we’ve survived and prospered — good grief, how have we prospered! — for two hundred and fifty years (and counting).  That’s worth celebrating, even if the Perpetually Aggrieved don’t think so.

Parallel Thinking

As everyone knows, I don’t have guest posts here at my back porch.  However, I recently received an email from Longtime Reader Preussenotto, and it is of such outstanding quality that I’ve decided to share it here (with just a couple of grammatical alterations).

Been noticing a theme lately with a lot of my fellow denizens of the blog.  Maybe it’s hitting you too. [it is — K.]

Not sure exactly where to start but here goes (I’m not as gifted a writer as the Divine Sarah):

I know you are not an American Football fan/follower.  I am.  My favorite rooting team happens to be the Pittsburgh Steelers.  The Steelers have been owned by the same family since the teams founding and have the reputation of a team that does it the “right” way.  There have been periods of great success, and periods of not-so-great achievements.  All teams go through this.  Lately there’s been a lot of downs.

But to listen to the sports pundits and the fans, and we all seem to be falling into the trap:  that because the uniforms haven’t changed, and the ownership hasn’t changed, that the quality of players, scouts, executives, and ownership are all still the same championship caliber it was.

Not so.

There are still those of us out there who fall into the temptation, to believe.  This belief is because of an illusion created by reputation.  Fans/pundits look at the brand name and think it’s the same thing as it was when you cheered them on as a kid.

I know you were in the retail business.  Look at that as an example.  We fall into the temptation to believe that a Whirlpool appliance, or a Craftsman tool, or an ACDelco replacement part, is the same because they had a reputation of being a quality item, and it WAS, back in the day.  But that reputation is now a complete illusion.  Modern appliances, modern Craftsman tools, modern auto parts’ replacements are complete shit in quality.  By design.  But they have been trading off our brand loyalty forever, and when you see the logo on the package, you THINK you are getting a decent thing.

The above is probably something we have all noticed but let’s transfer it to those of us with a conservative political bent.

We look at the situation facing the British Isles.  We Yanks fondly remember Churchill & Thatcher, “This was their finest hour” or “Don’t go wobbly on me, George.”  But all of that is a complete illusion.  The Brits had the reputation of being stalwarts but with the generations of Third World imports, and Welfare State layabouts… It’s just not the same Britain as it was.  The way the Tories ran Britain was an absolute crime, and not fundamentally different from the Labour party.

Its not just the Limeys.  Frogland, Krautland, all the Euros have fallen victim to this.  It seems the Poles and Hungos & maybe the Serbs still have a sense of who they are, but overall, Europe as a power is an illusion.  They are trading on a Brand-Name reputation rather than actual success.

It’s most pronounced here in the States by the Stupid Party (Team Elephant).  We all seem to think this is the Party of Ronald Reagan, but it isn’t anymore.  Apart from the charlatans and rent-seekers that infest any political activity, the party is overrun by the soft-socialist types who fled the hard-left Team Jackass people.  You can call them the Reagan Democrats or Flag Waving Union types, but they brought the soft-socialist ideology into the Stupid Party and moved it left as well.

So today you have the Uniparty.  We are all failing into the trap of the Republican Party reputation.  But it’s a complete illusion.  People say today JFK would be a Republican, that’s not just because Team Jackass went bat-shit-crazy left, but because the Stupid Party cranked left as well.  It’s not a credit to the brand.  Today’s Republican officeholder has far more in common with Woodrow Wilson, LBJ, FDR than Barry Goldwater or Calvin Coolidge.

But we all are tempted to believe that by checking “R” we are at least getting something of what we want.  Maybe we are right, more often we are switching from actual cigarettes to lite cigarettes, hoping the tumor will be smaller, or hoping we’ll get raped by those with smaller dicks.

And I don’t know where to go. The Libertarians are a mess; the Democrats are unthinkable, and I’m too old to start a revolution.

Off to the range, I guess. I still at least am armed.

Thanks again for keeping the last interesting thing alive on the internet.

No, all thanks are due to you, old buddy, for expressing what both I and my Readers are feeling right now.

Tomorrow’s post will be very much part of this same feeling.