Use Enough Gun

February 11, 2022 Kim du Toit The Gun Thing

…especially when you’re attacked by a moose:

“As he charged me I emptied my gun into him and he never stopped,” she wrote on Facebook. “I ran for my life and prayed I was fast enough to not be killed in that moment. He trampled the team and then turned for us.”

Yeah, well. Read the piece for the details about her “gun”.

Of particular interest to me is this statement:

She said no musher would ever travel with a rifle or a large caliber gun, instead preferring to scare off animals with a flare gun. And with all the jostling of the sled, the larger guns could easily go off.

Firstly, if your gun goes off because of “jostling”, you need some training and/or a better gun. The thought of something like this Ruger Redhawk .44 Mag going off by being jostled,,,?

Ain’t gonna happen.

As for mushers going out without a rifle or large-caliber handgun: if what this idiot says is true, they’re bigger idiots than I thought. FFS, even realtors carry a heavy gun when they’re showing cabins and houses in the Alaska boonies.

Nothing Sinister

February 11, 2022 Kim du Toit Media Assholes

Bah. Apparently there’s something “sinister” about The Villages complex on Florida, as though there’s evil afoot by hoovering up a bunch of old farts, letting them have a good time and putting them into the equivalent of St. Peter’s waiting room.

To the relentlessly positive residents who fill their days with keeping fit and socialising, it is paradise on Earth.
But the immaculate lawns of The Villages — a sprawling development in Florida — hide a “sinister” underbelly, according to a filmmaker who likens it to the fake perfection of The Truman Show.

It seems as though “day drinking” is a Bad Thing, as though booze should only be consumed at night [pause to sip on my breakfast gin]. And ditto having fun:

Cheery music is pumped 24/7 over loudspeakers but ambulances turn off their sirens and funeral cars are unmarked. No one wants to be reminded of death.

Really.

Of course, if you read the article, there’s actually no dark underbelly, try as they may to find one.

Had the “journalist” spent just thirty seconds on an Internet search — as I did — he might have discovered this “shocker”: that The Jackals Of The Press cooked up a scandal about how The Villages is a hotbed of sex and venereal disease, when in fact it isn’t.

The entire motivation behind all this negativity can be explained by one word — ENVY — because gawd forbid that people who have led long, productive lives, raised families and paid taxes should now be allowed to enjoy themselves, in the twilight of their lives.

Rope. Tree. Journalist. Some assembly required.

Now Everybody’s Getting Involved

February 2, 2022 Kim du Toit Pussification Parade

Where the hell were all you bastards when I was getting death threats and such back then?

Except that this take gives me an immediate Red Cloud Of Blood:

America’s feminized culture is the topic of Stephen Baskerville’s article, “Real Men Missing,” in the January issue of Chronicles Magazine. Over the years men have refused to step up to the plate and do the hard tasks that are often associated with masculinity. These include holding the line on moral issues such as illicit sexuality, profanity, and dishonesty, and showing true leadership in the family, workplace, and community. “American conservative men are now harvesting the fruits of [their] passivity,” Baskerville writes, as women have stepped in to fill the places of power that they have abdicated out of cowardice or indifference.

Baskerville, you cockless little dipshit. “Conservative men” were not passive in the face of the appalling slide towards the liberal abyss — but when any of us did try to stem the tide, we were vilified, our families threatened with violence and ostracized until it became almost impossible for us to live.

Ask me; I was fucking there, when academics like you were in the forefront of all the shit piled on us. I lost not one but two jobs because of what I’d written on the topic, and a little help from so-called conservative academics might have helped a bit. Oh wait, I forgot: there aren’t any conservative academics, because you gutless fucks were the very first to submit to the wokist left-wing brownshirts in our colleges and universities.

By the way, I note that this Baskerville guy currently teaches in Poland — I’m sorry, he’s “Professor of State Studies at the Collegium Intermarium” — probably because he had to flee the United States to a more conservative country which would allow him to write works like (deep breath) A Gentleman’s Guide to Manners, Sex and How to Rule the World: How to Survive as a Man in an Age of Misandry — and Do It with Grace.

I hate to tell you this, Prof. Baskerville, but the time for manners and grace has long since passed away. Gentility is fine, but it’s not much good when you’re faced with a lunatic holding a Molotov cocktail over your child’s head.

Anyone who wants to see the reaction of the Left to someone even vaguely critical of their precious dogma should just see the hatred and opprobrium heaped on Tucker Carlson, surely the most genteel and polite of the conservative commentators. I just wish that The View would get someone like Bill Whittle or Larry Correia to debate them. (Forget about me; the whole show would be full of bleeps.)

I need to stop now before I get really angry. I encourage everybody to read Baskerville’s essay in Chronicle (as linked above). He speaks some truths, to be sure, but he’s way off the mark in some of his other assertions.

Fuck all that. The time for gentlemanly, mannered discussion and debate is over, O-V-E-R. We’re going to debate like the Canadian truckers, gawd love ’em, or still more vigorously (TBD). The Wimmyns and Girlymen are not going to enjoy the encounter.