умышленное невежество…this is how people can sincerely accuse Russia of meddling in our election, while avoiding any pangs of hypocrisy.

The onslaught has been frenzied and gratuitous.

Left, Right, the anti-Trump herd is furiously taking to the cyberwaves to express its self-righteous scoldporn in massive amounts of emetogenic condescension.

“Donald Trump is guilty of treason,” they piddle with consternation.

“Russia meddled in our 2016 election,” they waddle.

Blah blah blah.



If you have left-wing Facebook friends, you might endure this.



Do people take a second, even a minute, to ascertain the possibility that maybe, just maybe, the United States is reaping what it sowed during the Clinton-Bush-Obama 24-year clown show?

How many times has the United States, heralded by Democratic and neocon Republican cucks, meddled in Russia’s domestic affairs with the express purpose of vanquishing Vladimir Putin and disrupting the nefariously anti-liberal Russian empire?

Hardly. The left prefers to shriek their putrid little hearts out in sanctimonious streams of bile. And the Republican naysayers, criticizers of Trump, turn an ignorant eye for they know: Russia had a free pass as payback, for our historic behavior has been less than heroic.

Russia got theirs now. Trump is ready to start with a blank slate now that the reckoning is filed.

Hence, the future awaits.

The political metamorphosis of the early 21st Century and the unveiling of a new form.

There is a tendency of some on the Right to laud the type of thing happening in the California Democratic Party right now.  They revel in this alleged self-devouring that they wistfully believe the Left to be engaged in.

“It’s great when they eat themselves!”

I’m not as “hopeful.” What is occurring in the political landscape of modern America is not the confined to the Left, nor does it involve imploding ideologies.  We are simply witnessing a grand metamorphosis of the political landscape, and to a greater measure, of society.

(Bold is my own interjection)


The California Democratic Party issued a stunning rebuke of U.S. Sen. Dianne Feinstein on Saturday by decisively handing its official endorsement to state Sen. Kevin de Leon, her longshot Democratic challenger.

The move was the latest sign that establishment Democrats are facing something of a national insurgence, coming on the heels of last month’s shock win by 28-year-old Democratic socialist Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez over high-ranking Rep. Joe Crowley in a closely watched New York primary.

In backing de Leon, a majority of the party’s 360-member executive board ignored Feinstein’s calls to stay neutral in the race. Her allies had warned an endorsement would only further divide Democrats.


What we are witnessing, from the Trumpian onset Republican era through the Democratic youth rebellion, is a shedding of the old and birthing of the new form.  The old political guard was a cocoon of political antiquity and it is now excising from its skin and being reborn as a new political paradigm. Political differentiation is still largely Left versus Right, but this traditional polar feud is being supplanted by a new one of the Young versus the Old. Ideological self-definition is becoming less important than the generational divide. For Democrats, this evolution has taken the form of “young” politicians upsetting the archaic figureheads at its local party levels. For the Republicans, despite their form of metamorphosis being heralded by a 70-year-old man, the new form is a young resurgence of traditionalism. The Republican form of metamorphosis, relying on an elder statesman (who, youthful in his own regard due to his lack of ties to the existing political establishment), is perhaps more steady and dependable in its nature. What better way to revamp the paradigm than through the contributions of wise, mature sages? The Democratic party, riding chaotically on the erratic politics of its young trailblazers, may very well be delaying its metamorphosis by disdaining the old rather than embracing and welcoming it.  The Left, more extreme in its helpless, tears down monuments rather than learning from them.

Perhaps evolving technology has always represented a chasm of cultural divide between the young and the old, but we must consider the fact that technology advances exponentially, and hence, the divide between young and old grows exponentially as well. The inability of the old to harness advanced technology in 2018 has placed them at odds with the new generations more than ever.  Racing technology today has fomented two classes of civic participation: the young and the old, and the current political metamorphosis involves the brutal shedding of the aged in an unprecedented wave to “historicide.”

We’re not eating ourselves:  we are becoming something new and horrible.





Obama Fawn Porn, hotter than ever. In honor of the greatest zero sum President of our generation.

I grabbed this clip from one of those countless videos circulating what I would describe as, at best, “Obama fawn porn.”    And made a horrid gif of it.

You know those videos, right?  Soft music, magical imagery, plodding sanctification of a mundane President…?

Post-Obama butthurt Dems longing for days of rainbows and hollow platitudes.



There is a canyon-sized swath of Americana stillborn in a fantastical Obamian reverie that lets them sincerely glamorize the 8 years of his Presidency as a magical era of virtue and SJW society that could do no wrong.  This mindset is ingrained in our culture like a rusted fish hook.  If it was merely a matter of romanticizing a President for his own sake, it might not be so grating, but these Obama fawners extend their temporal fascination to denigrating the current President at the expense of reason and taste.

Where they adulate Obama for no good reason, they childishly destroy Trump’s world beyond the realm of logic and reality.




How fucked are we?

Barack was not the greatest nor was he the worst.

He was innocuous and boring, a nondescript man who stood for nothing other than artificially conjured snippets of virtuous posturing and one-hour-drama gravitas.

The clip above embodies the Obama Presidency quite well:  vapid, cosmetic, meatless, shallow, and above all, pointless.

A zero sum Presidency.

Paraglider in Scotland illustrates that the President’s security bubble can be very easy to burst.

The bizarro lapses of President Trump’s security detail  were on display overseas today. The President, who is staying at his Trump Turnberry golf resort in Scotland during his chaotic UK visit this week, was the apparent up-close-and-personal target of a Greenpeace protester who flew much closer to the President than should ever be tolerated by the Secret Service.


A PARAGLIDING protester swooped within a few feet of Donald Trump’s head as elite snipers looked on today.

The Greenpeace activist flew over Trump’s Turnberry golf course with a sign emblazoned with the phase ‘Trump well below par’.


Corny golf humor aside, it begs the question: how in the world was it possible for unknown paraglider to fly near the Presidential detail without being blasted from the sky?


They were lucky not to be shot out the sky as the President’s elite snipers teamed their guns at the aerial threat from the roof above.

The paraglider flew three miles across the Ayrshire countryside at 9.30pm – minutes after Trump arrived at the course.

They then circled the lawn in front of the Turnberry hotel where the US President is staying for the weekend.


It certainly wasn’t for lack of warning…


A Greenpeace spokesman said police had been informed of the protest ten minutes prior to it being launched.


Oh. Well that makes it fine, I suppose. At least the potential assassin warned of his cloaked approach. At least he didn’t use that “sneak attack” ploy.



Nope. See, the way it should work: Greenpeace calls the police to warn them. The police patch them into the Secret Service and they are immediately warned that they need to call off the protest now. Any unauthorized Presidential fly-by will be considered an attempt to harm the President and the aggressor paraglider will be shot on sight.

Very simple, really.


Greenpeace also claim they contacted Prestwick air traffic control by telephone and radio to inform them about the paraglider’s arrival.

But officers say it was an offence and are seeking the pilot.

Police Scotland’s Assistant Mark Williams said: “We are aware a powered parachute was flown in close proximity of the Turnberry Hotel earlier this evening.

“It is a criminal offence to fly within the airspace restriction zone and officers are carrying out enquiries to trace the pilot.”


I’m astounded. Not only were law enforcement warned beforehand; the paraglider flew within a few hundred feet of the President and he flew away without being tracked down and arrested?

Attention, aspiring assassins: do not try this trick at home.