Author Archive: Sarah Hoyt

I CAN’T EVEN IMAGINE HOW STUPID ONE HAS TO BE TO BUY INTO MARGARET ATWOOD’S BIZARRE WORLD-BUILDING IN HANDMAID’S TALE WITH THIS SORT OF INTENSITY. SERIOUSLY. THE WOMAN SPENT SOMETIME IN NEW ENGLAND AND DECIDED THE US WAS ON THE VERGE OF BECOMING A THEOCRACY. IN NEW ENGLAND. THIS IS KNOWN AS “UNDERSTANDING NOTHING AND NOT KNOWING HOW REALITY WORKS.” I PROBABLY SHOULDN’T BE SURPRISED THE LEFT BUYS INTO IT, SINCE THEY ALSO CAN’T FIND REALITY WITH TWO HANDS AND A SEEING EYE DOG:  Josh Hawley Explains Religious Liberty.

A BLIZZARD OF LIES INDEED:  When Woke Puts You to Sleep.

When some years ago we had to pick our son up in Denver airport (his flight had been diverted there from Colorado Springs where we lived then) we drove to Denver at night in a blizzard so thick that we couldn’t even tell if we were on the road, or about to fall off the edge. Once or twice we had to correct at the last minute. All we could do was follow the lights ahead of us and hope the guy ahead of us was following someone who could see better.

This is exactly what 2020 feels like.  Just remember that what the left is proposing is nothing less than a hard-left regime and one-party rule, with the Green New Deal giving them power over what you do, what you eat, where you go.  And the various Social Justice initiatives trying to control what you think.  In other words, it’s lockdowns forever: Physical lockdowns and mental lockdowns.  And heck, they’ll also probably starve us to boot.

If that’s not what you want, vote.  Vote against the left like your life depends on it. It very well might.

And maybe, just like that blizzard had completely cleared out by the time we drove back with our son — leading him to believe we were making it up — maybe this blizzard of lies will clear up a week or so after the election.

WE ARE BEING GASLIGHTED:  Bingo!

AND THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T AFFORD TO SIT ON THE SIDELINES, OR VOTE THIRD PARTY, OR WHATEVER WE FEEL WE “NEED” TO DO TO MAKE OURSELVES FEEL BETTER:  Progressives Prepare To Cross The Rubicon.

We can hand the left a decisive defeat and force them to spend time in the desert and reorganize away from communist fantasies.  Or we can force our kids to fight their way out of communism, barefoot and starving, by candle light.

Also please remember that if freedom falls in America it falls in the world. No one will come and rescue us, and there’s nowhere left to go.

DEMOCRAT OPERATIVES, WITH BYLINES:  How Newspapers Lie.

BUT IT’S ALL RIGHT. IT MEANS THEY GET MORE POWER:  How Politicians Lie.

OH, PLEASE. WOES? HOW OPTIMISTIC:  Conflicting Court Orders Promise Election Day Woes.

I repeat, the way out of this is: voting rolls purged. Everyone has to sign again, with proof of citizenship.  One voting day, in person, with ID. Purple finger.  Any other than that? NO ONE will trust the system again.

ALL LEFTISM DEVOLVES TO NOSTALGIE DE LA BOUE. IN THE END, INSIDE THE LEFT, IS AN INCHOATE TODDLER SCREAMING IT’S NOT FAIR AND PAINTING THE WALL IN HIS (AND THESE DAYS OFTEN HER) OWN POOP:  Feminism: Sneering at Masculinity, Painting in Tampons.

I suspect like the toddler they do it for power and attention. I also suspect they have no idea what will happen….

ACTUALLY THAT SOUNDS A LOT LIKE THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. IN THE END BOTH SIDES LOST:  This election reflects America’s peculiar, and very dangerous, class war.

Yes, I now, but it started with a strategy of d’haute en bas, with the king allying with the dispossessed against the middle class and the nobility.  In the end, the nobility took it in the neck. … So did the king. So did an awful lot of the other two classes.  Before you go abooging, remember, Madame Guillotine is always hungry. And indiscriminate with it.

MANAGEMENT WOULD LIKE TO REMIND PEOPLE ORGANIZING THE TRADITIONAL GOP CIRCULAR FIRING SQUAD THAT THE PERSON POSTING THIS IS OF PORTUGUESE ANCESTRY, OWNS A SLIPPER, AND ISN’T AFRAID TO USE IT:  This Is No Time To Get Wobbly.

IN THE END, IT WILL COME DOWN TO US:  Solomon’s America.

NOT AS UNI AS YOU THINK, BUT FEEL FREE TO ELECT ANGELS:  The Uniparty?