Yet More Dangers in Obfuscation

With the meanings of words changing, and some words being given more power while others are given less, it comes as no surprise that a popular magazine would release an article that appears to attempt to normalize incest. 

This article go so far as to change the meaning of incest, however, softening it into genetic sexual attraction. This has been going on for decades, and has even been lampooned in a popular George Carlin rant. Adding softer language to something does not change what it is. Instead, it serves as a line of division with which someone can call themselves proper and another person improper. 

Beyond that, it blurs the lines yet again of hate speech. When will come, the first instance in which someone calls it incest, and another person gets offended because they were merely engaging in genetic sexual attraction?

The term “slippery slope” gets thrown around a lot, but in this case it is clear that we are on one.

Don’t fall.

Perpetual Adolescence

Something strange to notice these days, is how much time young adults spend trying to remain in their adolescence. A record number of young adults or choosing to remain living at home with their parents, or living with roommates into their thirties. While some of these people have good jobs and contribute at home; not their home, but their parents home, many of them eke out an existence working at a Starbucks or similar coffee shop, or in a music store. They tend to have useless degrees as well, such as sociology, associates level psychology, or the dreaded gender studies. These are expensive courses that put people in terrible that while not preparing them financially to pay that debt back.

These are the people you see protesting all the time. They join groups like Antifa and travel around the country, unwashed and angry. They’ve got the time for it, because they’re not working an actual job. They tend to be very aggressive toward those that promote the STEM fields in school, and try to surround themselves with people much younger than them, more impressionable. 

Psychologist and cultural critic Jordan Peterson calls this a Peter Pan existence. This title makes sense. Peter didn’t want to grow up, and despised anyone who did. Captain Hook was the specter of adulthood, with the crocodile constantly chasing him, ticking, ticking, constantly ticking. A literal form of mortality. Time had already gotten a taste for him, and wanted the remainder.

Isn’t that just how it is though? We spend every day heading toward the end, inevitable and inexorable. We don’t get a choice in it, and yet, among the generation known as millennials, there is an idea that you can remain young until you suddenly wither and die. 

These are people for whom, when they reach their thirties and finally have to open themselves up to reality, things are going to be much harder because of the years they have wasted thinking that they are the ones that know better. These are people who are going to be bitter, angry, frustrated that their reward for trying to change the course of the country will be laboring until their final day.

Those of you who are reading this and have escaped that fate, good for you. Those of you who are reading this, however, and are still paying money into a course that’s only going to teach you how to divide people up into groups, get out before it’s too late. You deserve better, and so do the people around you.

There’s nothing that says personal responsibility better than piloting your life in a direction that’s not going to hurt yourself or those around you.

America the Beautiful.

In this past week, the United States has, in the face of disaster, shown its true colors. Despite the attempts of various groups to paint them as otherwise, the people of Texas have shown us that America is not racist. 

At this point, anyone trying to follow that narrative needs to simply be ignored. If there words spend enough time falling on deaf ears, maybe they will take the time to open up their hearts to the love that actually exists within this country. 

To all of my American readers, remember what a beautiful country you live in. Don’t let her be changed by the ignorance of a few people.

Emperor Penguin.

Charlie Hebdo, famous french magazine known for its contentious covers, has recently added Texas to its rancorous register. Their bitterness and world-weariness seeps through the humor on every cover they produce; making clear that they are tired of fringe groups of insane people running the asylum. I, for one, fully agree.

Their most recent cover comes on the heels of one of the worst-but most well-managed disasters to hit the United States: Hurricane Harvey. It sounds like a name for a small rodent, a pet that keeps getting loose and up to shenanigans. In reality, however, Harvey has dumped nearly twenty five trillion gallons onto Texas.

That’s 25,000,000,000,000.

Horseshoe Falls, the biggest waterfall in Niagara falls, would have to constantly dump onto Texas for nine months to equal twenty five trillion gallons, according to an article from the New York Times.

So, Charlie says all the Nazis have been drowned.

I agree.

With all of the focus by the media on race relations in our country over the past few years, with all of the furor(fuhrer?) over the Nazis in Charlottesville, one would think that this country does not allow for mixing or interaction between races at all. It has truly become exaggerated to that point, not helped by BLM, who has actually segregated blacks and whites on some college campuses.

How infuriated they must be at not being able to paint such a picture in Texas, where race has all but been erased in the face of humanity. Men and women of all race and religion have come together to form one group dedicated to helping everyone affected.

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When the flood waters have receded, and people return to their ruined homes to begin the process of rebuilding their lives, I hope they remember the spirit they felt during the disaster, when one man was the same as another, when everyone was simply American.

Alien invasion isn’t the only chance for unity.

Gender roles and Other Fluff.

It is evident during this disaster of hurricane Harvey and other disasters like it, that gender roles, as much as some people dislike them, are necessary. A picture is going around the Internet right now of a man carrying a woman who is carrying a baby. That is what gender roles are. The man protects the woman and the woman protects the child.

Modern leftists desperately want to erase those roles by telling men that they are dispensable, that they are useless, that they are merely sperm donors; some feminists even go as far as to suggest that men be killed wholesale, with a few kept for breeding purposes. Women, however, need to work and be empowered and be part of the military, etc. Women who stay at home, raising children and providing a stable environment are castigated and treated as enemies to the cause. Children, biologically unable to take care of themselves and make proper decisions, are being tasked with ideas and decisions that shouldn’t concern them for years.

Not Just The Men.

If you’ll notice, The popular leftist groups Antifa and BLM are full of men who are not doing their job. They are full of men who are disenfranchised and emasculated, and they’ve been fed the idea that the system exists solely to keep them down. Thus, they do not have jobs. Getting a job would mean the system wins. Instead they use their time wisely with protesting, closing down areas of universities, and intimidating anyone who disagrees with them.

The men of Antifa have been emasculated by the third wave feminists that they have allied with for years now. They are the classic White Knight. For them, women are on a pedestal. They don’t believe in the establishment, but more than that, they don’t believe in themselves. Terms like “Cis-male” are used as derogatory terms to let them know that by being born with a penis and still identifying with having one as an adult, then they are part of the problem. This is patently untrue, but adolescent boys are taught these things during their teen years via social media. Anyone who stands up to a woman is an enemy.

Their inability to reconcile what they’ve been taught to what they intrinsically are creates a state of cognitive dissonance. In this state, one falls into depression, and is easily manipulated. Their impotent rage is given a focus, and they respond with violence and frustration.

Men are not supposed to be feminists. At best, a man is a distant feminist ally; not taking up the mantle of feminism or buying the T-shirt. A man is simply there to protect the women and children who cannot protect themselves from the men and women who would seek to harm them.

Men are supposed to build and maintain society. Antifa has shown that it only exists to dismantle, disrupt and destroy. Berkeley is a prime example of their propensity for violence and destruction

But The Women.

The women who make up the modern feminist front are brash, vulgar people, unfit for true womanhood. Easily identified by their utter lack of care for their appearance, third-wave feminists are the vanguard for movements like Her Body her Choice, that centers on killing babies at an amazing rate; Healthy At Every Size, which insists that a 400 pound sedentary woman is exactly the same as a Victoria’s Secret model. Antifa member Venus Rosales is an example of third-wave feminism, having no care whatsoever for appearing feminine. Aside from that, she insists on further devaluing herself by acting in fetish porn involving hirsute women. I pity the man she entraps, who finds one of her old videos while trying to relieve himself of his sexual frustration because sleeping with your husband is a big third-wave feminist no-no.

Third-wave feminists are nothing like the feminists who fought for voting rights, and jobs. Those women, who still exist in a quiet minority, treat people around them decently, have good manners, and are educated in something meaningful. Now, they are all permanent adolescents with no plan to grow up. They idolize women like Rihanna and are proud to be called a Bitch. They think gender studies is a viable degree. They will be herding cats in their 40’s.

And The Children, Too.

In recent years, leftists have pushed hard for laws involving children. At first this might sound good, but it is most assuredly not. In Canada, right now, there is a law called the Supporting Children, Youth, and Families Act of 2017. In short, it aims to remove, by force, children from parents who don’t support their chosen gender identity. That means that if a five-year-old boy says, within earshot of anyone, that they are a girl, and the parents don’t immediately bring the child to a psychologist to investigate it further, that the government has the authority to take that child away.

Aside from that, the bill also allows children to be taken away from parents who don’t allow them to believe in the easter bunny or tooth fairy.

Kamala Harris, 32nd Attorney General for California and current Junior Senator for California, wants children to have more say in what happens in the government. This is what the left does. They try to give children the power to change things because they know that rational adults will not accept any of the insane things the left wants.

Word on the street is that Kamala Harris will be running for Prez in 2020. Save the date, folks, it’s gonna be a good show!

They’re Like Animals.

Not all is lost. These fringe groups only account for a thousandth of the population. They, collectively, are a rudderless mass that simply gravitates toward anything that looks controversial, knowing there will be attention. Like a herd of animals moving on to the next food source. Some of them will grow out of it. I did. Some will realize what they’ve done and spend the rest of their life trying to right their wrongs. Some will realize that their need for attention should really be directed at their parents(HINT: This is what happens when you don’t pay attention to your kids), and some will continue to be scumbags because they are narcissists and sociopaths that need weak-minded people to thrive.

I Hate Them.

Not really, though. Just continuing a trope for those willing to read between the lines.

I actually hope that they realize the error of their ways, and choose to warn later generations of the folly of professional protesting. A smart man learns from his mistakes. A wise man learns from the mistakes of others.

Let Millenials be smart. Let Generation Z be wise.

An Evening in Downtown Phoenix.

I was at the Trump rally in Phoenix last night. I ended up getting there quite late, roughly 7 o’clock. The last few people who were going to get into the convention center were entering. The sidewalks were crowded, with protesters on one side of the street and Trump supporters on the other. The streets themselves were relatively clear, thanks to the phoenix police. Knowing that there was no chance of getting in, I wandered the streets and enjoy the sights and sounds of the throng on both sides of the street. 

Amid cries of “Fuck Trump!”, which has become the standard battle cry for the erudite leftists when they find they have no actual argument, there were a group of BLM members that were playing a rap song on a boombox that also featured the term “fuck Trump”. A highly imaginative group on that side of the street. 

Meanwhile, on the conservative side of the street, there were discussions going on as to what was being said by Donald Trump inside of the building, as many people were streaming it on their phones while they stood on the sidewalk. 

There was one guy wearing a white wife beater that was admonishing the conservatives by naming downtrodden communities like Harlem and Compton. Y’all wouldn’t understand, he said. Y’all don’t know, he said. How little this man does now. I grew up in a place like that. Unlike him, however, I didn’t sit around for decades feeling sorry for myself. I decided that my lot in life was not the hand I was dealt. I, therefore, did not sympathize with this man. 

I saw police on horses wearing riot gear, and police on the ground wearing the same. It was far too hot outside for what they were wearing. And yet, it was necessary, due to the situation that could pop off at any moment. When Trump’s address ended, The attendees, obviously conservatives and Trump supporters, filed past the protesters, with mere feet of space and a thin line of police tape separating the two groups. 

I was prepared for a fight at one point, as a man who had his little girl with him who couldn’t possibly have been above ten years old, was harassed and shouted at by the protesters with a level of profanity that a girl that young should not have to listen to. Her father was obviously perturbed and offended, as he flipped the bird at the group. Two protesters broke off from the rest and began to follow him and his daughter. I followed as well, prepared to put them both on the ground if they attacked the man and his daughter. Eventually they backed off and went back to their group, to resume shouting at the passing conservatives. 

While I wandered, I made sure to listen to the conversations going on. Something that struck me was how everyone on the liberal side of the street seems to be looking for a solution to their problems that didn’t involve actually solving them. They wanted somebody to point the finger at, someone to blame. Not themselves, though. Clearly, nobody can be responsible for their own life and decisions. They were born poor, and raised by single mothers. They can’t possibly have any responsibility in this world.

There were a small group of BLM members that were trying to blame Whitey for every problem they ever had, but they mainly kept to themselves.

There was one point during which a very large and muscular man wearing a trump shirt passed by. The protesters became conspicuously quiet at that moment. They who are so keen on violence to spread their word, but only toward those who are unlikely to hit back. It was very telling. 

Among the people wandering around observing was a man who was dressed in furs and wearing a spirit hood. He appeared to be a centrist, and was trying to let both sides know that they were wrong in opposing each other.

Anyways, once all of the attendees left, and the only people remaining where the conservatives and protesters of various ilk on opposite sides of the street, the police deployed teargas to disburse the crowds. I don’t blame them one bit. I’m sure that thousands of people on either side of the street did not have work to get to in the morning, and would’ve gladly stayed there all night carousing, arguing, and fighting. In that heat, in the clothing they had to wear, with dehydration weighing on them, I fully understand why the police did what they did. I also fully support it. They had families to get home to. They were tired, and had beds they wanted to collapse into. 

In short, the evening was relatively uneventful, compared to what was expected. Phoenix showed that it, as a collective, has a little more class than some of the other cities we’ve seen. I’m proud to live here, and look forward to seeing other cities live up to what I saw last night.

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Sonder.

In this world of more than 7 billion people, it’s really easy to see the rest of humanity as an anonymous group, while you live your own life. Everyone out there, however, has their own story. Their life is filled with just as much color and brightness and darkness as yours. They may have different problems, but their bag of rocks is exactly the same as yours. Why is it, then, with our technology that allows us to shrink the world down to the size of a screen, that society appears to be more selfish and lonely than ever before?

On this beautiful Saturday morning, maybe we should try to remember to smile and wave at the person across the street. Say hello to your neighbor. It’s time for a sense of community to come back to us as humans.