SARAH HOYT’S SHOCKED FACE HAS LEFT THE BUILDING:

I’M EXPECTING AN L.A.-SHATTERING KABOOM: And maybe not just L.A.

MERIT, NOT INCLUSION OF ARBITRARY REASON, DRIVES CIVILIZATION: Woke Drama and Media Non-troversy Ensue after Artemis III All-Male Crew is Announced.

Or if you prefer: ladies and gentlemen, this is not kindergarten. Not everyone’s abilities deserve the same. And it’s individual abilities who will take us to the stars. To the progressive left, neither ladies nor gentlemen, shut up and let the adults take care of things. Stick to your coloring books. it’s the limit of your abilities.

SCRATCH A SOCIALIST FIND AN EUGENICIST:  Some of H.G. Wells’ more awkward views.

It’s part of the whole trying to perfect humanity. And part of why I hold my middle fingers aloft at their ilk.

HILARY CLINTON OPENS HER WHORE MOUTH:  Remember, during today’s literal cage match on the White House grounds: No matter what, it’s not his house. It’s our house.

X-cancel.

Reminder this is the woman who bragged of “funky, down to earth decorations” which were made by blue-ribbon art schools across the country… which included a lot of dicks and similar ‘humor’ (which we are now to take as debunked, because it was just reported by eye-witnesses since the time in the early days of the internet):  FLASHBACK: FLOTUS Hillary’s X-Rated Deviant White House Christmas Tree Ornaments. 

I have particular hate ons for those old frauds Woodrow Wilson and FDR, but for dissolute, childish insults to our nation simply by occupying the White House, the Clintons have little competition.

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OPEN THREAD: Ring out the weekend.

THE TRAGEDY OF JOHN CLEESE:

I’d like to draw your attention to an anonymous post on the forum website 4chan, which forms the basis for what I have titled the Tragedy of John Cleese. It goes:

“He was a Progressive, Liberal degenerate in 1960s uber-white uber-polite Britain. He could take the p*** out of the people he saw as uptight and repressed while enjoying the clean, safe streets and quiet little hamlets full of those same uptight, repressed, polite-to-a-fault, helpful, white Christian Englishmen.

“The best part was that those same British conservative Anglos were generally pretty humorous about themselves. So, when you made fun of them, they laughed along with you and shook their heads saying ‘Ha! You know, Margie, he’s got a point!’ It was heaven on earth for him, to be a popular counter-culture icon loved by conservatives and liberals alike for being hilarious, but also enjoy the benefits of a strong, stable and homogeneous culture.

“Now, he’s an old man, staring at a desolate wasteland where in London, Britons are now in the minority. Everyone is suspicious, the hamlets and villages are economic dead-zones. Every week, there’s a new group you’re not allowed to make fun of, no one has a sense of humour anymore. Little girls are being sold as sex slaves, women are harassed in the street and the men are suspicious and surly over their lowered living standards. The sinking realisation that the world he made fun of, but loved more than anything, is gone forever and will never come back. The horrifying conclusion that his own counter-cultural irreverence may have helped to kill it. So, he impotently gripes on Twitter and wonders where the laughter went, when did the jokes stop? Where are those wonderful, repressed and uptight conservatives?”

Cleese is far from alone, of course: