Archive for 2020

REMEMBER: You are not really Black, Gay or a Woman unless you toe the Party Line. Gay conservative and thoughtful writer Chadwick Moore gets the gulag treatment from Facebook:

“In October, I received a 30-day ban for ‘hate speech,’ after I shared a link to my Spectator column titled ‘Rednecks are the least racist people in America.’ The column pulled heavily on research from philosopher Thomas Sowell and historian Colin Woodard and my own self-deprecating stories about growing up in cracker culture in Greater Appalachia…I appealed that ban a whopping six times and each time, sometimes within seconds, I was notified by Facebook that, upon studied and serious review from a Facebook speech agent, sharing my own column published in a well-respected magazine about how rednecks aren’t racist is, inarguably, hate speech.”

Time to re-write Section 230.

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO A ONCE PROUD NATION ONCE IT NO LONGER TAKE IMMIGRATION SERIOUSLY: Unskilled foreigners seek move to Canada.

On the streets, reactions were mixed among Canadians with some welcoming the fleeing couple, while others feared that Harry would illegally take away ceremonial jobs from hard working Canadians.

The ribbon-cutting and handshaking industries in Canada have been hit hard leaving many politicians and dignitaries out of work.

“I’m not against royal immigration, but they can really mess up a neighbourhood, what with their excessive wealth and palaces,” said Stuart Barton of Toronto. “And they’ll force you to call them ‘Your Royal Highness’ and bring their families with them including that uncle who’s a sex offender. I think they should get out.”

But where would they go? Meghan Markle’s real dream is to move to Los Angeles… but only after Donald Trump’s presidency ends, say pals.

(Via Small Dead Animals.) 

ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS NO ONE IS ASKING: What you need to know about the Texas Testicle Festival coming to Fredericksburg.

Testicles from calves, lambs, roosters, turkeys and other animals are considered delicacies in other parts of the world. And that’s what the festival is celebrating — people who enjoy eating animal testicles. Joe Bachmeier, an organizer with the event, said the festival will include turkey, lamb and veal testicles. The organs were imported from professionals that performed the removal of the testicles. They will be battered, fried and grilled at the festival.

Bon appétit?

CHRISTIAN TOTO: Anatomy of a Cancel Culture Smear: Vince Vaughn Edition.

We’re told the actor once supported Libertarian Ron Paul and helped conservative talker Glenn Beck produce a documentary feature.

The horror, the horror.

Worst of all? Vaughn supports training and arming school teachers so kids aren’t sitting ducks during a school shooting.

Most controversially, he came out as vehemently opposed to gun control in a 2015 interview for British GQ, going so far as to call for firearms to be allowed in schools: “You think the politicians that run my country and your country don’t have guns in the schools their kids go to? They do. And we should be allowed the same rights.” Shaking Donald Trump’s hand is a pretty modest entry on his list of most liberally objectionable acts.

Next, The Guardian is aghast that a whiff of conservatism is still permitted in La La Land. The article cites the Oscar-nominated “Hacksaw Ridge,” directed by Mel Gibson, as an example of this curse.

“[It’s] a reminder, rather like the industry’s enduring celebration of Clint Eastwood, that Hollywood’s quiet conservative contingent can still make its presence felt.

If only that sliver of thought could be banned entirely.

I had no idea what Vaughn’s politics were when I came across this Facebook item by Colby Smith yesterday morning:

(Reposted with permission.)

When I was in Iraq, in 2005, I was stationed in an extremely dangerous area. At the time, the most hostile combat area in the world. We lost a lot of good men and our base was mortared or shot at almost daily. Leaving the wire was worse in terms of violence.

I say all of this because no one stopped at any of the FOBs under 108th Armor’s control.

No one.

We heard that comedians, actors/actresses, cheerleaders and musicians were visiting the troops in Baghdad, or in Taji, or in Tallil, but they’d never stop in Mahmudiyah. They’d never endanger themselves by visiting the Triangle of Death.

No one, except Vince Vaughn.

Vince stopped at FOB St. Michael purely because he was told that no one stopped there. He went around our base, talking with every soldier. He signed photos and took photos while holding a sign that said, “If you can dodge an IED, you can dodge a ball.”

He even sat and played me, a lowly medic, in NCAA football in our haphazard, poorly constructed smoke shack. He played as Virginia Tech, if I remember, and I played as Texas Tech.

He was relaxed even though we were mortared when he landed and he had to lay on the helipad (everyone around him was still standing as we were accustomed to it, but we won’t fault him for that.)

Here’s the thing. We had lost multiple men in the days leading up to his visit and the constant combat was exhausting… but Vince Vaughn is an entertainer, and he used his skills to enable us, for just a few hours, to forget the horrors of the conflict we were in at great danger to himself.

So, sure, nobodies behind a keyboard will fault him for shaking the President’s hand. Nobodies will say that he needs to be canceled. Hollywood hacks who flew over our base will judge him. But I, for one, know better. I know that he’s a hero and that I will support him in his endeavors as he supported me in mine.

Please, let others know about what Vince did. He deserves credit, although, I know, he’s asked for none.

Vaughn seems like one of Hollywood’s rare off-screen good guys.

UM: The Toyota GR Yaris Is More Exciting Than the New Supra. “It has a new platform, new lightweight bodywork, variable-torque-split all-wheel drive, and a turbocharged three-cylinder making an incredible 268 horsepower. Calling it a hot hatch does it a disservice. This is a true rally homologation special.”

SUE THE BASTARDS: California’s State Controller Betty Yee says she “can’t find” any of the 49 million bills she paid last year. So fiscal watchdog OpenTheBooks has filed suit under the state’s Freedom of Information law. Here’s a link to the lawsuit.

As The Good Professor says: “we’re in the very best of hands!”

GRADUALLY, THEN SUDDENLY: How Prince Harry Turned Into Lena Dunham.

The reason for Harry and Meghan’s departure is pure liberal-individualist narcissism. And both are equally responsible for that. Due to its symbolic and apolitical nature, British aristocracy are not supposed to publicly espouse political opinions, much less actively lecture people about mental health, toxic masculinity, or climate change. They are supposed to go to war, open hospitals, and silently take part in charitable causes. Duty, stoicism, propriety, and patriotism are supposed to be the four cornerstones of nobility.

Unfortunately, Harry has too much of Princess Diana in him, from compulsively breaking orthodoxy and tradition, to extreme and fatalistic narcissism. As Emma Freire recently wrote, with him it is all noblesse, with zero oblige. Meghan can be forgiven, as she’s American, and not used to royal protocols. But Harry was born and brought up in that discipline. There’s no excuse.

For a literal prince with a personal fortune of around $40 million to complain about mental hardship is frankly idiotic. A British prince is not supposed to be a fragile flower, capable of being wounded at the first hint of adversity, throw a hissy fit, or behave like Lena Dunham. For nobility to fly around lecturing plebs about climate change invites media scrutiny about hypocrisy.

Harsh, but fair.

GREAT MOMENTS IN SOCIAL MEDIA FAILURE: Michael Bloomberg Had a Horrible Debate Without Attending — His Campaign Twitter Account Goes Off the Rails Last Night.

It looks like they tried to create a Dos Equis-style “Most Interesting Man in the World” Twitter campaign for the dullest nanny in the world — a man who would either ban your Dos Equis outright, or demand you read the nutritional guide down to the footnotes, before cracking a couple open.