Only One?

(Note: this whole post was “triggered” by this article)

The open secret among us conservatives is the “one bullet” game in which you are asked, “If you had one shot you could take at someone, with a free pass, who would get the bullet?”

This causes a great deal of reflection among the more thoughtful of us, with much wailing and cursing because the Left offers us, shall we say, an absolute cornucopia of choices.  (And I sympathize:  I myself would need at least a case of 7.62x39mm to lance the various boils on our national and international polity.)

The choice is a tough one, especially where one is presented with a local option — e.g. one of the Soros prosecutors like that asshole in L.A. — or a national one, like Hillary Clinton, or even an international one like the aforementioned Soros, or Bill Gates.  Each of the three categories has much to recommend it, of course, but I would argue against the local option because it’s far too easy for the Left to find a similar, or even worse replacement.

No;  the way forward is a national or international target, provided that the international one is spreading his or her malignity into our own United States (which would exclude the perpetually-horrible Tony Blair, for instance, but make George Soros a front-runner).

Forgive me for being a tad parochial on that point, but given the disproportionate effect that our nation has on the world in general, I think it’s a defensible position.

And I’m not going to play this game here today — it’s far better played in person among friends and fellow conservatives, where spirited arguments can rage (and have done so, I suspect) in favor of each person’s nomination.  And please take note:  I’d rather that nobody played the game in my Comments section too, but I’m not in the business of telling people what they can and can’t write.

I should also point out that among conservatives, “One Bullet” is pretty much a game (albeit, perhaps, in questionable taste).  For the Left, however, the Enemy Elimination List is almost certainly lying in some DHS / FBI bureaucrat’s drawer somewhere, awaiting implementation.

Oops

The story of the film so far:  you’re the 65-year-old pastor of a Christian congregation, and one day you decide to admit to everyone that a couple of decades back, you were a very bad boy and had an extramarital affair.  All the congregation rises, and you get a standing ovation for your honesty, humility and courage, etc. etc. amen.

Then this happens:

The woman with whom he had conducted the affair ascended the stage, saying the pastor had slept with her when he was 38 and she was 16.

Whoa.  It takes a lot to make my jaw drop nowadays, but this one did.

RFI:  is there a statute of limitations on statutory rape?

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And now for a gay old time:


oh, yeah, babyThis was said like it’s some kind of problem.  Predictably, some assholes have a problem with this:


oh yes, we are.  Not like anyone cares what some NYC media hustler thinks.  These guys don’t, anyway:


and why?  Because not ONE of the gun control bills suggested so far would have prevented either the Buffalo- or Laguna Beach shootings.  And speaking of liars:


you had me at “Biden lied”.


yup, because in the history of the whole world, only Black people have ever been fat.

ENTERTAINMENT NEWS:


can you spell “box office disaster”, children?  Of course you can.  Seems like they didn’t learn from these guys:


and did they go woke, children?  Of course they did.

From the Dept. of POLITICKS:


key word:  Oregon.  And speaking of the Far-Left:

Australia Elects Ultra-Green Asshole As Prime Minister
yeah, this is going to end well.


but that’s not a terrorist threat, of course, so *crickets* from the DoJ/DHS.

Time for INSIGNIFICA:

 

…and here’s the unlucky Rhian:

…struggling to walk:

And that’s all the news that’s fit to watch.

Post-Lottery

If I ever have the great good luck to win some kind of lottery, I’d be faced with a serious choice.

Option 1: 

  • become a jet-setter and travel the globe, visiting unfamiliar places like Helsinki, Prague etc.:

 

  • go shooting in Britishland with Mr. Free Market,

  • sip long glasses of G&T on the balcony of my hotel room in Monte Carlo or in a beach house in the Seychelles:

…and generally spend the rest of my life in strange, exciting places.

Option 2:

Buy a large farm somewhere and live (and end) the rest of my life like Uncle Hub and Uncle Garth, snarling at the world and shooting at strangers from my porch:

And don’t tell me to embrace the healing power of “and”, because the two lifestyles are completely opposite and contrary, and my faltering old brain probably couldn’t handle the sudden shift back and forth.

People who know me well, like my Longtime Loyal Readers, will appreciate the attraction of both options to me.

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And in other news that leaves a bad taste in your mouth:


maybe if you hadn’t invaded Ukraine…?


hands up those who’d prefer to see Sweden and Finland in NATO instead of Turkey — hmmm… all of you, huh?


the competition to see how many tampons someone can fit into their mouth will begin in 3…2…1…


as I told the officer during the Girl Scout Incident Of 1989.


there are so many reasons not to order a Diet Coke at any time, e.g. it tastes like shit, makes you thirstier and has as much effect on your weight as a Classic Coke — so its extra fizziness is just a bonus.

Great Moments In Medicine:


or as we call it in Murka, a “Clinton Suicide”.


thus proving that shit movies can be bad for your health.


or, more succinctly:  Get Woke, Get Fucked.


in order of importance:  dogs, chocolate, heat-sensitive explosive devices, soft plastic items, babies.

And in no-link INSIGNIFICA:

 

Finally:


I report, you decide: 

  

And that, as they say in the Anglosphere, is the news.