From the Zman, talking about the Left:
“They imagine themselves as plucky underdogs fighting the man. They think they are nobly sacrificing for the greater good. In reality, they are selfish self-absorbed children throwing tantrums.”
Lots of good stuff in that post — indeed, lots of good stuff at his website. Go for it.
I see that singer Michael Bublé has decided to quit singing and the limelight. I can quite understand why. At a time when his beloved son was close to death from cancer, Bublé found himself in a blizzard of “well-meaning” Press attention, with articles sensitively entitled “Michael’s Torment“, “Michael Looks Depressed As He Leaves Hospital” and the always-popular “Will Michael Bublé Ever Be Able To Sing Again?” (“No” being the eventual answer to this question, as it happens.)
Under those circumstances, Bublé discovered that while his fame sold albums and made him rich, the price he had to pay was the complete loss of privacy and even dignity. For attention-whores like the Kardashians and their ilk, this celebrity and attention might have been accepted, even welcomed; for him, facing that most awful and personal of tragedies, the scouring of his anguish and its parade in the tabloids must have been torture — and his desire to quit the spotlight both literally and figuratively is both understandable and even laudable.
And good for him, say I. His wealth is secure, his family likewise; but should his young son ever get nailed by cancer again — a horrible possibility — I can only hope that he and his wife can deal with whatever happens in solitude and isolation. I don’t even want to hear about it, for that matter. Whatever happens, Michael Bublé deserves his privacy, and I can only hope that the Media Vultures leave him alone from now on.
I for one will refuse to read anything about him and his family ever again. I can’t escape the future headlines, should they occur, but I don’t have to reward the Jackals Of The Press by reading about the details. He deserves the anonymity he craves, and I’m happy to grant it to him.
Michael, I wish lasting happiness, health and peace to you and your family; and thank you for sharing your magnificent talent with us while you did.
From Guy Benson at Townhall.com:
“Now that Kavanaugh has been approved, I do not feel happiness. I’m still appalled by everything that just transpired. I’m fearful about the zero-sum, say-anything nature of our politics. I’m furious at an activist media that couldn’t disguise its rooting interests, evidenced by repeated abandonments of core journalistic practices.”
Furious is good. Keep that fury, everybody: feed it, nurture it, let it grow and grow, and feel it every time you cast your vote whether now, in November 2018; in the presidential elections of November 2020, or in every poll to come.
I’ve known about Katie Hopkins for many years now, but I was astonished to learn that few people outside the U.K. have any idea who she is. Whatever you think of her, nobody can deny her courage and guts, and her willingness to say what’s right regardless of whether it’s popular.
Time to rectify all that, so get a cup of coffee or an alcoholic drink or two of your choice, and settle in as she beseeches the U.S. not to become like the U.K.
I have to tell you all, she makes me ashamed that I’ve not been more active and more vocal; so starting next week you may see a lot more of the Old Kim — more angry, more vocal and more… well, more like the guy who helped start the Nation Of Riflemen and National Ammo Day.
There will be more harsh commentary, more invective, and a LOT more guns. You have been warned.
From Greece comes this tale:
Edward Gibson, 24, and Jessica Frank, 22, were enjoying a getaway in Crete when they found a bag containing 7,000 euros in cash in a street.
They handed the money in to police, who reunited it with its owner, a local shopkeeper who was very relieved to see it again.
‘When police took us to meet the lady she was crying and blessing us. The money was her livelihood.’
She said they were ‘called heroes’ by locals, who gave them free taxi rides and offered them a hotel upgrade.
The shopkeeper, who was in her 60s, is believed to have dropped the bag, which contained the business’s takings, on the way to the bank.
Nice to see that there are at least a couple of decent people in today’s amoral world. Conversely, that a simple act of honesty should make the newspapers is a comment of a different sort.
As we saw earlier, people in Britishland are being told to arrest petty criminals rather than waiting for the cops to show up and do their job. (In the local parlance, this is known as a “have a go” action.)
So these two yoofs steal a scooter and after injuring a cop, speed off into the sunset. All seems to be going well until a delivery truck driver sees what’s happening and “has a go” by swerving his truck into the path of the criminals, with predictable results: they crash, and the pursuing rozzers are able to arrest one (age: 15!).
[pause to let cheering and applause die down]
Here’s the good part:
The lorry and driver were inspected by officers and the driver was not reported for any offences after [he] fully cooperated with the investigation.
I should bloody well hope not, even in Britishland. And here’s the bad part (from a clueless bystander):
The person who took the footage was critical of the truck driver’s decision to take the law into their own hands. [She] said: ‘We are a nation who prides ourselves to the preservation of life and we must allow the police to do their jobs and not take other people’s lives into our hands.’
Shut-up-shut-up-shut-up just shut the fuck up. The cops were trying to do their job, except that the little sociopath rammed the cop and crushed his leg.
Just one last thought — and it’s as true in Britishland as it is in Murka (no matter how much the Britcops have tried to suppress it): the law has never left our hands. We deputize the police to enforce the law on our behalf, but if they are unable to do so (e.g. because they’ve just had their leg crushed) then We The People are perfectly entitled to take said enforcement back into our own hands.
And if that’s too much for some people to handle, then I have but one piece of advice: get the fuck out of our way while we perform our public duty.
I just hope that Our Hero isn’t fired by his employer for doing just that.