The man who married his grudges.

July 22nd, 2017 by Socially Extinct


I’ve noticed that a lot of people boast that they “hold on to grudges forever.”   They are oddly proud of the inability to forgive, or to grant a personal sense of clemency.


Usually these are people who are consumed by an impending sense of powerlessness. I don’t understand why anyone would be proud of such a thing.


Inability and resistance to forgiving, and consumptive obsession with grudges is a weak trait.  It illustrates a lack of centralized locus of power that leaves a person at the mercy of externalities and surroundings.  This is a trademark of weakness.


“I hold on to grudges forever,” someone will brag, as if I’m supposed to be impressed. Perhaps such a thing is “impressive” to some, probably the very people who use such empty boasts themselves, but I am not one of those people.  There is no pride to be attained when you act as if the hallmark of courage is the inability to shrug off the obstacles and the travails of distasteful people (which is just about all of them).


Life is too short, too precious, to cling to pain and hurt and perceived slights. Holding on to grudges tenaciously as if that is a measure of one’s sense of power only acts as a psychic anchor that weighs them down and restricts emotional progress and depth and self-discovery. There is no growth to be discovered when your life rotates around rekindling unpleasant memories.


A grudge is notable in that it can only be directed at another person, for a grudge implies a conscious effort, on the part of another, to cause you physical or emotional harm. You would never hold a grudge against a dog that bit your hand or a nightstand that you stubbed your toe on. A grudge is particularly human and as such, fixating on grudges indefinitely merely means that you are granting power to others which is the epitome of powerlessness.  Once you happily and comfortably turn your back on the disgraceful behavior of others and do not allow it to cloud your being, you will be free of the stain of humankind.






There was once a man who never released a grudge during the entirety of his life.  When died, no one could remember him for he ceased to be.





Mr. McCain, someone is at the door…

July 19th, 2017 by Socially Extinct



…he says you owe him something, and he’s here to claim it?









Dumb Somali cop tricks

July 19th, 2017 by Socially Extinct


Let me state first that I am not an expert, nor even passably knowledgeable, about police rules of engagement.


I suspect many of these “rules” are manifestations of simple logic and common sense. One thing about the shooting death of Justine Damond by police officer, Mohamed Noor, in Minnesota this weekend that leads me to wonder if the proper rules of engagement were followed are relayed in this account:




Three sources with knowledge of the incident said Sunday that two officers in one squad car, responding to the 911 call, pulled into the alley. Damond, in her pajamas, went to the driver’s side door and was talking to the driver. The officer in the passenger seat pulled his gun and shot Damond through the driver’s side door, sources said. No weapon was found at the scene.




Is it ever acceptable for  a police officer to discharge his firearm through an open window, across a seat occupied by a police officer, while the squad car is stopped? It seems to me this is a strategically perilous maneuver.


Just wondering.







Do Australian Lives Matter or does the toilet of public opinion drain counter-clockwise for them…?

July 17th, 2017 by Socially Extinct


Personally, I’d find it very amusing to see swarms of buzzed, angry Australians take to the streets and burn down 7-11’s as they looted the beer shelves while harmonizing pithy but moronic anti-police and anti-society slogans.







I wonder how sympathetic the MSM would be to that?


We’ll never know because this won’t happen, despite the fact that a clearly innocent Australian woman, Justine Damond, was shot rather dubiously by a Somali-American police officer, Mohamed Noor.    This is not a joke.  The bizarre irony tests the credibility of such an otherwise well-documented event.



A woman was shot dead by a US police officer after she called 911 to report a noise outside her home.


Justine Damond, 40, had gone outside in her pyjamas to meet a police car at her home in Minneapolis when she was killed at about 11.30pm on Saturday.


Ms Damond, who was due to get married next month, was shot through the door of the squad car by an officer sitting inside the vehicle, it was reported.


Originally from Sydney, Australia, Ms Damond was killed in an alley outside the home in the Fulton area of the city that she shared with her fiancé, Don Damond.


Two officers responded to her emergency call. While she was talking to one on the driver’s side of the car, the officer in the passenger seat shot her, sources told The Star-Tribune. No weapon was found at the scene.


Neither officer’s body camera equipment was switched on during the incident.



Bizarre, indeed.  Bizarre is what we call it when the reversal of events becomes intriguingly uneasy.


I suspect that if certain “elements” of the events in Minnesota were racially transposed, the usual cast of aggrieved crybabies and community thugs would have begun laying waste to their community and the sappy, apologist MSM would do their best to “cover” the police shooting with a plainly sympathetic editorialized anti-White tint.  Justine Damond would be “Joustyn Dimonde,” a poor black child destined for great things (despite the fact he was scraping by to get a diploma at 19 and childhood photographs of him at 13 would flood the airwaves).


I suspect the first step toward complete overthrow of Western civilization will be the Mohammadization of police and other traditionally authority roles.  And police shootings will now be lauded by the guilt-ridden White press.



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No one ever started a revolution overestimating the intelligence of the American public…

July 16th, 2017 by Socially Extinct


A favorite of mine, ever since I first heard it uttered by a patron in a bar I tended in 1992:


Nobody ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of the American public.


This scathing observation, a paraphrasing of of something H.L. Mencken wrote in the 20th Century, is a fantastic contortion of the English language whose very wickedness is empowered by the backwards nature of the verbal assault.


I was reminded of it when I read this story about yet another MSM pop-poll which chides President Trump for his failure to motivate this nebulous group known as “Americans” into anything resembling a sense of affinity for his Presidency.



Donald Trump has the lowest ever six-month approval ratings for a US President, according to a new poll.


The survey released yesterday showed just 36% of Americans thought he was doing a good job.


This was the lowest since polling started 70 years ago, with only Gerald Ford coming close to the number with 39% in February 1975.


His disapproval rating was also at a record high at 58%, according to the ABC News and The Washington Post survey.




You know what?


There are plenty of folks who view this “disapproval” by Americans as an auspicious and endearing thing. The MSM proclaims such “statistics” proudly, as if such a distinction should be construed as a condemnation. Quite the contrary. Trump’s strength is his single-minded boldness and refutation of business as usual: that business which is known as the tired American political rigmarole that is getting us nowhere.


On that note, I would like to tweak Mencken’s words:


No one ever started a revolution overestimating the intelligence of the American public.