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Scot Peterson: goat or victim of anti-gun hysteria?

Thursday, February 22nd, 2018

 

Well poor Scot Peterson has certainly found himself enmeshed into one hell of an explosive shitshow, hasn’t he?

 

On the surface, his actions seem questionable, dubious, perhaps even “cowardly,” but these are not normal times. God no, not normal. Youth culture is erupting in a nauseating flow of castigation-laced liberalism huddled around the subject of guns. The voice of the young is heard resoundingly across the mass media which wets its collective panties in fits of liberal orgasm at the fact that the young future electorate seems momentarily enamored of Democratic talking points and facile pleas of blurry emotion. Should 16-year-olds be allowed to vote, clamor liberals as they lasciviously envision a world in which youthful folly chooses the easiest, least nuanced political agenda, the low road of vapid ideologies:  reactive leftism. They don’t care if it’s pretty, they only care that this virgin politico represents more votes for the Dems.

 

And young people, historically clueless in matters of grand cultural gravity and given to immature levels of short-sighted immediate gratification, find every reason to not go to school in lieu of making grand gestures primed for the camera.

 

Scot Peterson picked a moment to embody so many tensions of the moment. He is (was) an armed high school officer, until he resigned his post due to a course of action he displayed at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Florida last week during the shooting that left 17 people dead.

 

 

The armed school resource deputy at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida, waited outside the school building as the shooting unfolded last week, officials said.

 

Scot Peterson never went in after taking a position on the west side of the building, Broward County Sheriff Scott Israel said at a Thursday afternoon news conference.
Peterson resigned after he was suspended without pay by Israel pending an internal investigation into his actions during the shooting that left 17 people dead, Israel said. Peterson was eligible for retirement.

 

Israel made the decision to suspend Peterson — who was armed and in uniform at the time of the shooting — after interviewing the deputy and reviewing footage and witness statements, he said.

 

“What I saw was a deputy arrive at the west side of building 12, take up a position,” Israel said of the video. “And he never went in.”

 

Israel told reporters Peterson should have “[w]ent in. Addressed the killer. Killed the killer.” Instead, the deputy waited outside for about four minutes. During that time, Israel said, Peterson got on his radio and took a position where he could see the western entry of the building.

 

Asked how he felt watching the footage, Israel said: “Devastated. Sick to my stomach. There are no words. These families lost their children. We lost coaches. I’ve been to the funerals, I’ve been to the homes. … I’ve been to the vigils. It’s just — there are no words.”

CNN was attempting to reach Peterson for comment.

 

Peterson held several jobs, including working as a security guard and stock clerk, before he was hired as a sheriff’s deputy in 1985, according to his personnel records. He also served in the military, he told the sheriff’s office. Peterson, who attended Florida International University, was largely lauded for his performance on the job, including garnering two deputy of the year nominations in recent years, the personnel records show.

 

 

A real shitshow, Petersen.

 

It is easy to condemn Petersen’s actions and there is little thought or analytical thinking going on in the wake of the Valentine’s Day massacre. Clear, lucid thinking has been shunned for myopic, emotive expressions of sensation over objectivity. Sheriff Israel is emblematic of this speak-before-thinking dynamic that has steered all dialogue in the post-Florida environment. It is more customarily accepted that we express only one viewpoint, and we must strive to express it immediately, without forethought. There is no thought, no preemptive analysis. There are artificial rebuffs laden with sentimentality and grandiose spiels of sympathy. All sincerity is to be doubted. Call me cynical.

 

In light of this mass mentality that has fallen like a pall over all discussions regarding the 2nd Amendment and gun ownership (no thanks to the drivel contributed by today’s aspiring electorate), I cannot help but question this harsh treatment of Scot Peterson’s actions, absent his side of the story.

 

Perhaps he did act like a coward. It could very well be that he is truly the goat he is portrayed to be.

 

But do we merely accept this as a truth because the expediencies of the moment dictate that the Florida school shooting has become the sacred cow of gun violence? I, for one, am not willing to banish Scot Peterson to Convenient Villain of the Moment status. What do we expect of our armed school officers?

 

This is the most compelling question today.

 

 

Emma and the gratuitous self-absorption of today’s youth.

Tuesday, February 20th, 2018

 

Today’s old failed leftists are going balls out in setting the temporal stage for their progeny to continue the tradition of spewing their self-righteous political agenda.  The left-wing is erecting an edifice of liberal inheritance for future generations to contend with.  Perhaps having accepted that a leftward Utopia is out of a lifespan’s reach, they have set their jaundiced sights on future generational unfolding.

 

It’s been all over the news in the wake of last week’s Florida school shooting.  In a frenzy of naive retribution, children are joining the SJW herd and exhorting liberal effusions of self-conscious victimhood.  The future is being groomed by proper liberal society and the mass media.

 

And it is left-wing and sappy and timid as shit.  And the new generations, having lost sight of the tribulations of a fiercer,  harsher society which tested the mettle of man, now default to a soft, lukewarm vision of how the world should run and how society should retire blandly into a collective net of cultural inauspiciousness.

 

The world is over for us older folks.  Archaic roots of tradition are being trampled by the folly of youth.

 

It’s OK…we should be long gone by the time the lights are out…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

**archive**

“The better to eat you with, my dear.”

Sunday, February 18th, 2018

 

Sometimes the post’s title is all that needs to be said.

 

 

 

Wakanda and Aztlan: the perils of cartographic emotionalism.

Saturday, February 17th, 2018

 

When all is said and done, after the chest-thumping and self-victimization and righteous flailing have sapped the last of your mental energies, you’re left with this.

 

Fiction.

 

Make-believe cartographic emotionalism. What you can’t achieve in real life, because you lack the cohesion and commitment, you revel in from behind the illusory curtain of empowerment.

 

You have this.

 

Symbolic geographical Utopias housing mythical contributions to a world that never was. When reality is too hard, too trying, and the effort to make symbols reality eludes, you assume a vicarious strength which dissolves to dust when the hard light of reality glares upon your dashed collective aspirations.

 

 

 

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Normally this stillborn sense of accomplishment would rightfully perish on its own and in their absence leave you with the will to turn the vaporized fantasies into reality;  but in today’s world, you rely on elitist cultural mouthpieces whose business it is to perpetuate fantasy for profit.  And this is where you are stuck.  In fantasy.

 

 

 

Kangzwear seizes the fashionista affectations of America.

Friday, February 16th, 2018

 

Let the games begin. Prepare for the onslaught of tribal affections from people who call American concrete and steel their Home.

 

There is one more thing the new Black Panther movie will reveal about a Utopian color blind society:  conformity and herdish behavior are not limited to one race.

 

Introducing…Kangzwear for the family!

 

Coming soon to a mall near you:  Wakanda.

 

Just cause it’s tribal don’ mean it’s tasteful or beautiful.