Saturday, April 20, 2024

The Islamic Republic Of London

Dig this. It went sufficiently viral for the Metro bobbies to reply. Their reply was irrelevant. What matters is what's in the video.

The copper is not doing anything wrong, he's simply saying that London is now an Islamic republic and Jews aren't welcome there any more than they're welcome in Syria. The new power rankings for London are:

  1. Muslims
  2. British law
  3. Jews

Get used to it because those rankings aren't going to change any time soon. In fact, given the current trends, the gap between the Muslims and everyone else is going to keep growing.

The cop is telling the Jew that any time they want, the Muslims can demand obedience from everyone else and there's not a thing the cops can do about it. British law ceases to matter. It's reality just like physics or chemistry are reality. This is what Muslims do, it's what they are called to do. They conquer and convert. It's what they have always done.

Elsewhere, BDaddy, Deano and I had a conversation about the dire state of American the Merchant Marine fleet. You can't project significant American military power unless you can get men and materials across the water. My response was that video or one of the thousand recent ones just like it. Once the enemy is inside the country in force, infesting your cities, dominant in some cases, all the defense spending and Merchant Marine tonnage in the world isn't going to save you.

Interregnum, Not Alliance

Elsewhere, the photo below was posted as an exasperating example of the alliance between the secular left and the Muslims. It was supposed to be the future of the West. It isn't. It's an image of the brief interregnum where the secular left has replaced Christianity as the top dog. The nihilism of the secular left is enervating and Islam is rapidly out-breeding the left. Enjoy your decade or so of power, guys. You're doomed.

The muslimah will have 4 children in her lifetime. The LGBTQWERTY creature will have 0.

The future belongs to those who show up for it.

Thursday, April 18, 2024

The Wrong Them, The Wrong Us

Dig this from Grace Obi-Azuike, the Loyola Law School's Anti-Racism Fellow.

Just to make sure you heard that right, it's this:

"Get the f*** out of here all you ugly ass little Jewish people in this bitch."

I went with the crowd when I first saw that video and howled about the racism. When I began to think about it, I was staggered.

All along, I've had the wrong "them" and the wrong "us."

Loyola is an expensive, famous, Catholic, Jesuit university. Watching that woman do the whole waggly-head, stereotypical, antisemitic rant, I realized something.

Grace Obi-Azuike wasn't selected for the Loyola Law School Anti-Racism Fellowship in spite of her being a bug-eyed racist, she was chosen because she was a bug-eyed racist.

Watch that video and tell me that Grace doesn't have a string of social media posts and writings that aren't loaded to the gunwales with racial hatred. It's not like she walked into this meeting and suddenly began spouting racial venom. Whatever the criteria are, whatever the content the panel examined to hand out the Loyola Law School Anti-Racism Fellowship, you can be sure they knew this was who she was.

On this blog and in person, I like to tell my friends, "They hate you." I used to think that referred to how the secular left hated Catholics. I was wrong. In this case, I was slapped in the face with the reality that the Jesuits hate me. By extension, my bishop who runs the University of San Diego and all of its rancid anti-white racism hates me. It's not like they don't know about the whiteness studies and this woman's deranged Jew-hatred.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe the Jesuit priests are horrified by this. Maybe my bishop would be aghast to find out that his university sounds like a modern Rudolf Hess. I'd be a fool to think so. This poison just keeps appearing in more and more places.

The question is how to confront them with this. It's not like those of us in the laity have much of a chance to throw a question to either the Jesuits or the bishop. I've got a good friend who did this kind of thing with Gonzaga. Maybe I should find out how that worked.

I've had quite enough of this.

Tuesday, April 16, 2024

Social Justice Is A Sin. Racial Justice Is A Sin.

 Matthew 18:1-7:

At that time the disciples approached Jesus and said, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”

He called a child over, placed it in their midst, and said, “Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever receives one child such as this in my name receives me." 

"Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea. Woe to the world because of things that cause sin! Such things must come, but woe to the one through whom they come!"

After my foam-at-the-mouth rant yesterday, I pondered the situation further.

Until I read that sentence, I loved Barbara. After I read it, she became a representative for all women and responsible for every ounce of pain women have inflicted on me. That's a lot of pain and the dark side of me would like nothing more than to get down to the viscerally gratifying business of ruthless vengeance.

When you yap in public about oppressors and oppressed, you don't really know your audience. You don't know their histories well enough, you can't know them well enough, to be sure that you've got the oppressor-oppressed classifications right for their experiences.

"Women have it so hard" sets me off. To a lesser extent, but for similar reasons, "blacks have it so hard" does as well. When we group people and then assign moral values to the groups, we turn each individual into an avatar for that group. Barbara is a woman. I love Barbara until you turn her into an avatar for all women by telling me that women have been historically oppressed by men. I don't hate Barbara, I love her. When you blather on about social justice or racial justice, I naturally associate Barbara with all women and reflexively hate her as the symbol of whiny privilege and backstabbing, life-ruining duplicity.

I didn't hate until you catalyzed my hate.

We do that every time we group people into bins and especially when we give those bins relative moral standings.

Social Justice is a sin. Racial Justice is a sin.

"(W)oe to the one through whom they come" indeed.

It always takes me a while to calm down when this happens, but eventually I do and love Barbara and all other women again.

Monday, April 15, 2024

Pope Francis Wants To Start A War

I've been thinking more about our parish council's latest task from the Vatican - to discuss how we can give women more power in the Church. It irritates the living daylights out of me. Why?

It's because it turns my personal relationships into that horrible card game, War. If you aren't familiar with War, it's a 2-player game where each player gets half the deck and then they turn over cards one at a time. The person that turns over the higher card wins that trick and takes both cards, putting them at the bottom of his deck. The person who ends up with the whole deck wins. It's as unbearably tedious and deterministic as it sounds.

At any rate, that's what happens when we categorize people into oppressor-oppressed groups. Taking the example our midwit pope has dumped on our tiny parish council, looking for opportunities for women immediately puts me on Team Man in a game of War. The Vatican has decided that we all need to act like women have it hard in the Church which can only mean that I, a man, have oppressed them.

Oh really? Is that where you want to go? By all means, let's go there. I've got a deck filled with high cards that I've been gathering over the decades for just this occasion. Unless the women on the parish council have been raped, I'll mop the floor with them. Unfaithful and violent ex-wives, backstabbing female bosses, conniving coworkers, shrewish family members, it's all face cards and aces in my deck. 

You want a war of the sexes? Let's do it.

In real life, far away from the demented, Marxist hellscape where we all fit into infantile oppressor-oppressed bins, I have personal relationships with each of the women on the parish council. Let's take one as an example. We'll call her Barbara. 

Barbara and I haven't interacted much, but that's because she has devoted her life to the parish and I'm a dilettante at best. Every single time I've been with her, she has been pleasant, competent, diligent, helpful and kind. If you asked me to describe her, I would not use a single negative adjective.

Now the pope wants me to play War with her. She's on Team Woman and I'm on Team Man. Ill Papa has set the stage for unresolvable conflict within the parish by painting me as the oppressor and her as the oppressed. Up yours, pal. After what I've suffered at the hands of women, I will never surrender in that fight. If you think I'm going to be an "ally" and come crawling on my belly begging for forgiveness from women, then you don't know me. John Mosby is my spirit animal.

If you want a war, the boys and I would be happy to oblige you.

The moment I read the sentence in the parish council agenda, "Creation of a Diocesan Task Force on the Role of Women in the Church" (sic), I was grabbing my gun and heading out the door to mount up and ride into the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Until I read that sentence, I loved Barbara. After I read it, she became a representative for all women and responsible for every ounce of pain women have inflicted on me. That's a lot of pain and the dark side of me would like nothing more than to get down to the viscerally gratifying business of ruthless vengeance.

The instant we were separated into Team Woman and Team Man, all of the bitter demons I had offered up to Christ and buried in the past rose up from the grave, banshees from hell, filled with blind, unquenchable rage.

It's even worse than that. It will spill over into my marriage. Chicago NPR Democrat wife kitteh will no doubt gladly take up the banner of Team Woman and it will be on like the break of dawn at home. In no time at all, our sacramental vows will be ashes wafting through the air above the radioactive wasteland of our marital thermonuclear ruins.

Pope Francis can take his demonic mask of smarmy sanctimony which conceals his Marxist hate and stuff it. I'm not going to war for him.

Saturday, April 13, 2024

Women Need More Opportunities To Decline

I'm the head of our parish council. At a recent meeting, one of the topics came from the Vatican and Pope Francis' push to give more power to women within the Church.

First, I have no idea what he's saying. Every parish I've ever seen is run by women. The husbands are working and the wives are volunteering. Every single parish has been like this. Just what opportunities women are missing are beyond me.

Further, I'd bet that about half our priests, bishops and cardinals are gay. From the parish on up, it's hard to see where the Clint Eastwood types are hiding. Still, they must be there, keeping women oppressed, because this is a big deal for the pope.

Maybe I've got a skewed view of the situation for some reason. I don't really care whether I do or not. I don't plan on sticking around in this gig if it's going to end up like my career where I worked at a place whose internal corporate newspaper took swipes at me in every issue. Every single time, there was a story about this woman, that minority, the gay guy across the hall or the transgender, one-legged Eskimo driving the courier van and how much each of them had to overcome. Always implied was that I was the thing they had to overcome, the straight, white male oppressor.

That was irritating, but tolerable because they paid me money. The Church doesn't pay me a dime. I don't see any reason to volunteer to experience that particular déjà vu.

Finally, I took the job when it was announced that our existing chair had to step down. In a room full of candidates, the priest asked for volunteers. It was only after the silence got awkward that I said I'd do it. All the women present had an opportunity to seize power and none of them did.

That's the real lesson here. If you don't take advantage of the leadership opportunities you're given, it might be a good idea to stop yapping about women not having enough of them.

Her: "They offered me the COO position, but I don't see why I have to play second to a man."

Him: (God, I wish she'd shut up and go away.)

Cat: (There aren't enough treats in the world to make this worthwhile. I see a hairball in her shoes in the very near future.)

Friday, April 12, 2024

The Future Belongs To Those That Show Up

 ... which means I ended that title with a preposition, hence this suffix.

Dig this.

Picking the bottom feeder, Decatur, I went to Great Schools and checked in on their stats. They have two major high schools, Eisenhower and MacArthur, both of which are cellar-dwellers, scoring the lowest possible points, 1 out of 10. Checking in on their equity stats, we see that standardized test score data is not available, but we do have "College Readiness" and "Discipline and Attendance." 


College-ready: blacks 7/10, whites 8/10. Not bad!

Chronically absent: blacks 50%, whites 36%. Hmm. I'm guessing those college readiness scores are juiced. These kids aren't even bothering to show up for class. Do you think that might have something to do with the fact that almost none of them can read at grade level? Maybe.


College-ready: blacks 6/10, whites 8/10. Again, not bad!

Chronically absent: blacks 45%, whites 36%. Again, a whole bunch of them aren't bothering to go to school. They must be prodigies to get those college readiness rankings.

Or maybe it's all smoke and mirrors.

This is in line with other random sampling I've done on Great Schools. People can prattle all they want about racial justice, structural racism, school funding and discipline, but if the kids aren't showing up to school, you're just pushing on a rope.

Thursday, April 11, 2024

Harvard Returns To Racism

Well, this didn't take long.

Since we all know that standardized tests are racist, this means that Harvard is once more a pawn on the white supremacist patriarchy. Like that's a surprise.

In all seriousness, I would pay good money to hear recordings of the deliberations and read the email traffic that led up to this decision. It must have been en fuego.

Wednesday, April 10, 2024

Timing Can Spell The Difference Between Life And Death

 ... and in the case of my daughter, her timing was poor and the result is a living death.

Dig this.

In September 2020, the consultant paediatrician Dr Hilary Cass was asked to conduct a review into how the NHS should care for children and adolescents who are either questioning their gender identity or experiencing gender incongruence (a mismatch between body and sex at birth). In part, the review was a response to a huge increase in the number of referrals to the Gender Identity Development Service (Gids) run by the Tavistock and Portman NHS Foundation Trust. There was certainly cause for alarm. In 2011-12, there were just under 250 referrals to the service; in 2021-22 this had risen to more than 5,000...

In February 2022, Dr Cass published an interim report whose recommendations had a seismic impact. It led to the closure of Gids, which was criticised for the lack of data collection on what happened to children and young people who were prescribed hormones. Her findings also led to NHS England deciding last month to stop prescribing puberty blockers to children because there was “not enough evidence to support the safety or clinical effectiveness of puberty-suppressing hormones, or to make the treatment available at this time”...

In conclusion, Hilary Cass is saying quite firmly that as a society we cannot and will not do as the trans ideologues demand. Children and adolescents will not be given life-altering drugs and surgery without proof that it will leave them happier and healthier than before. If a young woman is depressed and anxious, we don’t believe that, in the majority of cases, a double mastectomy is the route to recovery. In its quiet, scientific way, this is a vital and revolutionary document.

There are links in those snippets that I've omitted because I'm short of time.

In any case, the Cass Report says what we all knew to be true - the transgender madness was simply the poisoning and butchery of young people, mostly white girls. When questioned in the privacy of his office, my own doctor said the whole thing was a fraud and a horror. Our family therapist had similarly told us that she was ashamed of her profession and how they were allowing young people's lives to be smashed.

If you think that's bad, dig the WPATH Files. WPATH, the World Professional Association for Transgender Health, was the fig leaf for the degenerate psychotics on the left who have led the charge in multiple professional organizations to mutilate and poison young people. The WPATH Files were leaked to Michael Schellenberger who discovered it was all a fraud.

WPATH is considered the leading global scientific and medical authority on “gender medicine,” and in recent decades, its Standards of Care have shaped the guidance, policies and practices of governments, medical associations, public health systems and private clinics across the world.

However, the WPATH Files reveal that the organization does not meet the standards of evidence-based medicine, and members frequently discuss improvising treatments as they go along. Members are fully aware that children and adolescents cannot comprehend the lifelong consequences of “gender-affirming care,” and in some cases, due to poor health literacy, neither can their parents. 

“The WPATH Files show that what is called ‘gender medicine’ is neither science nor medicine,” said Michael Shellenberger, President and founder of Environmental Progress. “The experiments are not randomized, double-blind, or controlled. It’s not medicine since the first rule is to do no harm. And that requires informed consent.”

All of this comes too late to save my little girl. She's been on testosterone for 3 years or so. Her body is ruined. She's sterile, her vagina is shriveled, her vocal cords wrecked and her central nervous system poisoned. She took the advice of the transgender cultists and cut me out of her life. I see her once or twice a year. The last time we met, she told me she wanted a double mastectomy and I temporarily talked her out of it. I'm not sure if she's been mutilated by now.

Europe is coming out of the cult as nation after nation bans "gender-affirming care," but here in the US, the progressives are still pushing it. 

Note: This is not my daughter. This is some other poor victim of "affirmation."

Like the Japanese soldiers who didn't know the war had ended, it's going to be difficult for them to give it up, for reasons laid out in the video below.

I feel surprisingly calm about all of this, but I'm sure that's just a thin veneer over some pretty potent emotions.

On the plus side, we're on the downslope of child mutilations. That's a good thing even if it all came too late for my family.

Will There Be Justice?

My bet is that there will be no justice for the mutilated and poisoned. There may be some lawsuits, but the politicians, entertainment figures, news media and corporations who fed our children into the transgender wood chipper will frolic on to something else and adopt a position of virtuous sanctimony about a new topic.

There never is a reckoning for these kinds of things.

Tuesday, April 09, 2024

You Can't Spell Empathy Without Math

Wife kitteh was honored at a recent gala for a charity organization where she volunteers. She works with underprivileged children, helping them read. It's a wonderful thing and I was very proud of her.

The guests of honor were some local nuns who work with migrants and the homeless. They provided the final talk of the evening and it was quite enlightening. If you want to know how we ended up with 4 million 6 million 8 million elebenty gajillion migrants, these ladies had your answer. They were all emotions and no logic.

The final nun to speak was this little, ancient slip of a thing, her eyes practically glowing with zeal. If she had started foaming at the mouth and bit someone as she spoke, it wouldn't have been surprising. She talked of the need to care for the migrants and how she and some others had started a home in Barrio Logan for migrants. They were now taking care of more than 30 of them! Yay!

Let's see here, elebenty gajillion minus 30 is ... pretty much indistinguishable from elebenty gajillion. They were making a big difference in the lives of those 30, but at the same time, they were politically enabling the invasion of the country by pushing the empathy angle far and wide.

Everyone in the audience applauded. If anyone else was doing the math like I was, they kept their mouths shut like I did. As an aside, there were comments about equity and justice from various speakers, except wife kitteh, while the audience of donors was almost exclusively white. So the white people paid big bucks to an organization that told them they weren't doing enough for "marginalized people."

Well OK then.

On related note, there's these two data points.

That bit about taxes is not entirely true and therein lies the rub. Across the West, the migrants are being funded by our children and grandchildren in the form of debt. As always, we aren't being compassionate, we're just grandstanding at the expense of the younger generations.

Getting back to the math in eMpATHy, we're expecting our schools to take in illiterates who don't speak our language and ... well, work miracles.

Being utterly uncharitable for a moment, those nuns don't give a rat's rear end about that. They're too busy being filled with Holy Spirit of Sanctimony to think what's happening downstream to our teachers, cops and children. You'd think that nuns would have some understanding of how rare miracles are. Nah. EQUITY!

A Thought Experiment

If a ship with 70 passengers is sinking in the ocean and only has a single lifeboat with a capacity of 8 people, what happens when you put 8 people in the lifeboat and launch it? What happens when you put all 70 people in it and launch it?

Even the Big Man himself knew you couldn't save everyone. "The poor you will always have with you" - Matthew 26:11.

Super Special Bonus Data Point

You know all those illegals in NYC? President Biden sent 33,000 of them there himself by flying them in from foreign airports.

Mayor Eric Adams keeps blaming Texas Gov. Greg Abbott as the culprit responsible for the city’s migrant crisis, which has hoovered up millions in taxpayer resources.

In the latest broadside, Adams dared Abbott to spend a night in a NYC migrant shelter, while the no-thanks Abbot fired back that Adams’s sanctuary city policies were “aiding and abetting” the border disaster.

Some 37,000 of New York’s estimated 150,000 migrants — or 25% — were bused from Texas.

But there’s another number, comparable to that, that Adams should blame on another politician: Joe Biden.

A new report from me and my organization, the Center for Immigration Studies, finds that the Department of Homeland Security secretly has okayed the flights of some 33,000 illegal immigrants directly to the New York region from foreign airports. That’s 22% of the city’s migrant influx

Sunday, April 07, 2024

Cultural Confidence Will Win WW III

 ... which is underway right now.

I'm not waiting for the start of WW III because as far as I can tell, it's already started. It's a 3-way fight between these sides, listed in strength order:

  1. Islam
  2. The Secular Left
  3. Catholic-Christians, which I will refer to as Catholics from here on out because I'm lazy and I don't want to keep typing the hyphenated name even though this explanation is more characters than typing the hyphenated name for the rest of this blog post.

Here are their strategies and how it's playing out for them.

Islam not only knows it's at war, but was specifically designed for this war from the very start. Muslims also know that they are on the path to demographic domination in Europe.

The Secular Left thinks Islam is on their side because most Muslims are dark-skinned and dark-skinned people everywhere will rally together to fight the white patriarchy. This is how you end up with staggering idiocy like Queers for Palestine. The Secular Left is so fundamentally ignorant that they think queers and Muslims are on the same team. They're also so patronizing that no matter how many times Muslims explain they hate queers, the Secular Left can't hear it.

The Catholics deny there's a war at all. Instead, we seek love and niceness and forgiveness and inclusion and kissy-kissy love-love with everyone. The Vatican's current position on Islam is that we should all be one, big, happy family.

The Church has also a high regard for the Muslims. They worship God, who is one, living and subsistent, merciful and almighty, the Creator of heaven and earth, who has spoken to men. They strive to submit themselves without reserve to the hidden decrees of God, just as Abraham submitted himself to God’s plan, to whose faith Muslims eagerly link their own.

They can turn churches into mosques all day long and we're supposed to stand outside and flaccidly smile.

British cathedrals are now hosting Ramadan events for the Muslims. No word yet on mosques hosting Anglican services.

So Islam is on a total war footing, the Secular Left is at war only with the Catholics and the Catholics deny there's a war at all. Recently, Richard Dawkins, that lion, err, pussycat of atheism had this bit of pathetic whinery.

Dawkins isn't a total idiot, just a partial one. He can see that Islam is conquering England and it makes his tummy hurt. He can see that his beloved Secular Left is demographically doomed and he doesn't like where all this is headed. We Catholics are his binky. We help him sleep soundly in his crib at night and banish nightmares of Muslim prayer calls being broadcast over loudspeakers to throngs of women in hijabs in every British city.

Still, Dawkins isn't sounding any alarm bells to the Secular Left, not really. He doesn't want to rally his side to war, he just wants things to go on as they did, say, 5-10 years ago where he and his ilk could sit there looking down their noses at the ignorant, superstitious churchies.

Good luck with that, Dick. The Muslims know they're in the driver's seat when it comes to England. 

I'll close with this bit from the excellent Gavin Ashenden. The payoff comes fairly early, so I'm not asking you to watch the whole thing. It's jaw-dropping.

Thursday, April 04, 2024

Timeline Cleanser

 I had something else in mind for today, but I just had to share this with you. Enjoy.

Wednesday, April 03, 2024

Ballet And Opera Prove That All Art Is Worthless

I'm not a fan of either ballet or the opera. My parents did their best to give me a well-rounded exposure to the arts and I've seen several of each, but I never enjoyed them. I appreciated the talent and effort that went into them, but that's as far as it goes.

That clearly indicates that all art including music, poetry, painting, photography and contortionist performances is rubbish.

On Easter Sunday, we had dinner with the fam at middle son kitteh's house. Grandkittehs, daughter-in-law kittehs, soon-to-be-daughter-in-law kittehs and youngest son kitteh were present. During our conversations, the topic of the boys' experiences at Steubenville arose. Steubenville is an annual Catholic retreat for youth, typically in 7th or 8th grade. It's music, speakers, praying, conversations and a variety of normal youthful diversions. Both of them disliked it, middle son kitteh in particular.

The crux of the dislike was the hysterical reactions of the girls during the event, particularly during Adoration. The leaders of the event had warned them that they might become emotional when the monstrance came out with the Eucharist which only served to amp up the girls, prepping them for hysteria. The guys didn't have any such reaction. When the monstrance made its appearance, a couple of the girls lost it followed by a couple more in reaction to the first ones. The guys thought the whole thing was ridiculous and the event was ruined right then and there.

Incidentally, a few years later, daughter kitteh went to Steubenville and loved it.

Anyway, I sat there and listened to the lads talk about it. I'd heard that same story about a dozen times and always wanted to say something, but I couldn't figure out what. On the way home that night, it finally hit me. 

The guys just aren't very spiritual. Mysticism doesn't do anything for them. That's OK, it doesn't do anything for me, either. Neither do opera and ballet, but those don't invalidate all of art.

God created everything and gave us a rational mind and emotions to suss out the meaning, purpose and nature of His works. No one will ever understand or appreciate even a tiny portion of what He created. Who cares? Just focus on the things you love, focus on your strong suits and go with those. Let others find joy and meaning in the rest. For all the guys know, some of those girls really did have deep, mystical experiences. 

I enjoy Adoration and I believe that Christ is present in the Eucharist, but I've never been able to work up feelings of awe about it no matter how hard I try. It simply is just like hummingbirds, sunsets and the Saints winning the 2010 Super Bowl. Again, so what? Mysticism and awe just aren't my bag, man. It doesn't negate the faith, it just tells me to drop the subject and wander off to the topics that move me.

OK, I admit it, this was pretty awesome.

Sunday, March 31, 2024

He Is Risen!

You know that old joke that begins, "So an old man and his cat walk into a tomb where the stone is rolled back and find it empty and then some young, glowing dude in white robes tells him to take a seat, he has some news for the old man and his cat..."

"Do not be amazed! You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified. He has been raised; he is not here."

Indeed He has. I hope you and yours have a lovely Easter.

Saturday, March 30, 2024

When The Fantasies Crumble

Here are three data points showing how the fantasies of our prevailing secular culture are shattering.

Charles de Gaulle Airport - Diversity Is Our Strength

I have flown a ton in my life. At one point, I was an American Airlines Platinum Aadvantage Member. I have never seen a fight in an airport. A very few times, I've seen customers, whacked with missing baggage or a delay that causes them to miss a connection, get angry, but never a fight. In that video, gangs of Africans are going at it, just like they do back home.

The idea that "migrants" bring constructive diversity to a hidebound and bigoted culture is a complete fantasy. What they bring, particularly when you import them in large numbers, is their blood feuds, illiteracy, disease and poverty.

Everything we've been told about diversity being our strength is a lie.

Yemen - Straight, White, Christian Men Oppress Everyone Else

Pink News: Nine men sentenced to death by ‘crucifixion and stoning’ for alleged sodomy by Houthi court.

The trial, which allegedly took place on 23 January, saw 32 men sentenced. Nine of them were handed death sentences that include crucifixion and stoning, whilst 23 were sent to prison for periods of up to 10 years. Three of these men were also sentenced to public flogging.

Our elites in education, government, entertainment, HR and marketing are infantile and ignorant. They push neo-Marxist ideas on all of us about the global evils of the white patriarchy. It's oppressing everyone! Diverse people of the world, unite!

There is no unity. There are countless irreconcilable differences, some which lead to violence and death. The idea that all people outside of the set of straight, white men are some kind of monolithic entity with cooperating interests is a fantasy.

Vanderbilt University - Social, Emotional Learning Creates Better People

Dig this bit from a short sit-in at Vanderbilt where they were protesting the IDF thrashing Hamas good and hard like they deserve.

These kids are living, breathing advertisements for Abigail Shrier's excellent new book, Bad Therapy: Why the Kids Aren't Growing Up. These children have catastrophized utterly inconsequential inconveniences that were the result of their own, useless actions and are wailing about them in public. They should be embarrassed, but they don't know enough to be humiliated.

The premise, followed by much of our education industry, is that children's feelings need to be explored, validated and therapized constantly. I can't recommend Bad Therapy enough if you want to understand what's happening with Gen Z and why their mental health is so poor. They have been turned into fragile narcissists who think their actions at Vanderbilt will have some effect on the IDF and also complain about not getting rest while protesting. It's ludicrous.


What happens when a nation's elites embrace nonsense ideas and those ideas lead to disastrous results? In a different country where the population is unarmed, you might expect propaganda and arrests aimed at those who point out their failures. In a nation where almost everyone and their dog has a gun, you can't do that.

Maybe I'm closing my eyes to reality, but I remain optimistic. I simply cannot believe that the majority of our educated class are going to cling to idiot ideas while everything falls apart around them.

It was at that moment that Professor Wilson realized that his equations for diversity, affirmation and success gave him an unsolvable set of contradictory inputs.

Thursday, March 28, 2024

ChatGPT Needs To Visit NYC

 Apparently, there's been a spate of women getting punched by men in NYC.

The few perp photos I've seen have been of black men punching white women at random on the streets. At any rate, plenty of women in positions of authority have demanded that someone do something about it. One presumes that if women could do something about it, that something would already have been done. One councilwoman in particular demanded to know why men weren't stopping these attacks.

That went very poorly for her as guys from all over the country gave her a piece of their minds about having been scorned, dismissed and devalued by feminists for decades. It was lovely.

Still, what hit me was that it echoed how my fiction development conversations have gone with ChatGPT. I'm a full-on, chivalric, Victorian sexist. The attacks in NYC come as no surprise to me. Contrary to our feminist culture, if a woman wants protection, she needs a man.

Not once have I worked on fiction with ChatGPT where it doesn't bring up societal norms and expectations and clearly implied that the proper view of men and women is that they are interchangeable. Women don't need men. Chivalry is a social construct, not a logical outgrowth of women's vulnerabilities. When I point out biological differences, ChatGPT quiets down briefly and then a few prompts later, it brings them back out again. It's unstoppable.

Trained on every piece of writing it can find, ChatGPT is the perfect avatar of the modern zeitgeist. The alarmed Women's Caucus is the perfect payoff.

Bonus Guest Take

Someone on Twitter had this observation.

The women who screech about American men treating them like objects weren't prepared for the mass importation of foreign men from regions that actually treat women like objects it seems.


Tuesday, March 26, 2024

How Do You Sustain Evil Nonsense?

I seriously don't understand how this is sustainable.

Miranda Threlfall-Holmes, Archdeacon of Liverpool wrote on X “I went to a conference on whiteness last autumn. It was very good, very interesting and made me realise: whiteness is to race as patriarchy is to gender.”

Threlfall-Holmes, who is white, added “So yes, let’s have anti-whiteness, and let’s smash the patriarchy. That’s not anti-white, or anti-men, it’s anti-oppression.”

From my own backyard comes the course description for COMM 442, a class in the Communications Department at our very own University of San Diego, our diocesan university.


Units: 3 Repeatability: No

In this course students will think critically about whiteness by studying the communication practices that create and sustain power differentials in society. The course explores the social construction of whiteness in the foundations of the US, maintenance of citizenship, legal definitions of race, property ownership, neighborhoods, educational systems, technology, and media, emphasizing the way this history shapes our communication practices today. Students will emerge from the course with a thorough understanding of the ways white supremacy has shaped their social geography and will be equipped with tools for disrupting it.

Here's a professor at USD whose expertise if smashing Jewishness, err, Whiteness. I have to admit, I get my Nazis mixed up sometimes.

Her research focuses on race and ethnic studies in education with a theoretical focus on critical race theory, critical whiteness studies, critical pedagogy, and feminism of color. Specifically, she uses a feminist of color approach to deconstruct the emotionality of whiteness in urban teacher education and how it impacts urban education.

How does any of this survive scrutiny? None of it makes a lick of sense. None of it can withstand even a cursory review of actual data. None of it has actionable definitions of words like "whiteness." 

Thanks to Elon Musk's takeover of Twitter and it's role as the last bastion of free speech, whenever these people post in public, they get dragged from here to Jupiter in the replies and quote-tweets. I joined in on the dragging of Archdeacon Trelfall-Holmes with my go-to line about her statement sounding so much better in the original German.

There were no substantive replies in her defense, just as I'm sure that the USD bigots could offer no defense of their own hate-filled ranting.

So how does it sustain itself? What do these people do when they get dragged or watch their comrades get dragged? Their bubble must be positively impenetrable.

Special Bonus Data Point

Here's Pete Buttigieg telling credulous reporters that bridges in people-of-color neighborhoods were specifically designed to be too low for buses. Those bridges would also be too low for trucks to bring in goods to be sold to the people of color, so presumably the evil, white capitalists who wanted to take all the money from the people of color hadn't thought this one through all the way.

Sunday, March 24, 2024

Of Cats And Knights

Blending two of my favorite topics together in the AI Cuisinart that is ChatGPT, I give you these images of chivalric ... heroism? 


Lady Muffin, I have slain the dragon and brought you back your chunk light tuna in wa ... 
Oh damn. This is in oil. I slew the wrong dragon.

I have opened the door and let you out. I have closed the door after letting you back in. I have opened the door to let you out again again. I have closed the door partially so you can go in or out as you please. I have pulled the string. I have given you the catnip mousies. I have offered you Fancy Feast. Pray, Lady Whiskers, what is it that you wish of me? I can bear your meowing no longer!

Our campaign map for the war against the Vikings lies beneath Sir Fluffy. Knights of the Round Table, I bid you move the cat so we can get the map!

(Motionless silence.)

Yeah, I get it. I'm not moving him, either.

While Mr. Piffles was slaying the dragon, Sir Bedivere performed a truly heroic act. He returned from the store with a can of tuna and, best of all, a can opener!

Saturday, March 23, 2024

Of What Are We Inclusive?

When I hear from my bishop and other progressive Catholics that we must learn to be radically inclusive, it always drives me bonkers, but I didn't really understand why until I had a brain wave yesterday.

When we say we're inclusive or accepting, it's never inclusive of the married man and wife down the street. You know, the ones that are faithful to each other and have a couple of kids they are raising to be productive and pleasant adults. The guy has an adequate career, drinks modestly and maintains his house. The woman doesn't snipe at other women too much, she volunteers at church and her kids get their homework done on time. "Inclusive" doesn't refer to them because we were already inclusive of them.

For the most part, inclusion refers to sexual degenerates. It means the people we used to judge, back when we gave ourselves the liberty to possess objective moral standards. It sounds loving, but is it really? It assumes that there are no competing interests when it comes to sexual behavior. It assumes no one gets hurt in the process. The white girl who decides she is trans, convinced by the TikTok influencer of whom we are now inclusive, will not suffer at all.

And so, with our noses in the air, talking about love and acceptance and kindness, we embrace the LGBTQWERTY crew. We have progressed beyond hate. We love and accept. As a result, people are free to live their lives without fear of judgment.


Friday, March 22, 2024

Passing Judgment On Yourself

One of Jordan Peterson's rules is:

Compare yourself to who you were yesterday, not who someone else is today.

That is so hard for me. I was at a meeting today for work. I work out like a madman and I have been for 3 full years now. Wife kitteh says I look sexier than I have ever looked. I've had to change my shirts from L to XL because my shoulders and back are larger.


No yay! There was a guy across the table from me, a younger fellow, someone who probably doesn't work half as hard as I do, but he was bigger than I was.


Last week, an SDPD friend of mine and his wife took us out to a Mercy Me concert. We had a great time and we love this couple dearly. When we took our leave at the end of the night, I gave him a big hug. He's way bigger than I am.


It's so hard not to pass judgment on myself when other guys are more built than I am. "I have failed!" I think. It's all nonsense, it's all irrational, but there it is.

Here, King Arthur, in the presence of the Knights of the Round Table, passes judgment on a cat who is indifferent to the whole affair.

I need to be more like that cat.

Super Special Bonus Content For Tim

On my last post, Tim pointed out that at our age we're past the point of having crazy physical goals like power lifting and 70# dumbbell curls. My reply comes from Robert Browning.

A man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's heaven for?

Crazy goals are my thing, man. On my deathbed, I'll regret not having been crazier.

Thursday, March 21, 2024

Hypertrophic Training Is Better Than Powerlifting

 ... when you're older.

I've been working on getting ripped for my 62nd birthday in August. I set strength goals and was hitting the powerlifting hard. For example, one of my goals was 70# dumbbell curls. For my 60th birthday, I hit 60# curls, but in doing so, I wrecked my body so badly that most of the next year was spent recovering.

Not being one to learn from mistakes, I set out on the same journey this time. About 6 weeks ago, I was using the rowing machine and decided to jack up the weight from my existing max of 205# to a new high of 220#. I managed 10 reps and felt good. Progress!

Two days later, I had a long conversation with the middle of my back. It informed me that it would no longer function until I had taken at least two weeks off from the gym, consumed large quantities of pain killers and struggled to move without a lot of ouchiness.

Our youngest son, who is much smarterer than I am, had switched to hypertrophic lifting. That's where you max out at about 70% of your absolute max weight and then do as many reps as you possibly can, working your muscles to exhaustion. You give yourself 30-60 seconds to recover and then do it again. In powerlifting, you typically pause 2-3 minutes between sets.

Since you're not lifting anything even close to your max, the chances of injury are essentially nil. You can lift every day, too. The most I could do powerlifting was 6 days in a row, but after that, my body needed a couple of days to get ready to go again.

Assuming you do 10 reps when powerlifting and 15 when hypertrophic training, the total weight lifted is nearly identical.

10 * 1 = 10

15 * 0.7 = 10.5

The workouts are much shorter, too. The delays between sets add up. Most days, I do 9 exercises, 4 sets each. The time spent waiting between sets works out like this:

Powerlifting: 9 exercises * 4 sets * 2.5 minutes between sets = 90 minutes.

Hypertrophic: 9 * 4 * 0.75 = 27 minutes.

I wasn't waiting 2 1/2 minutes between sets when I was powerlifting, but you get the idea. I was shocked and felt a little guilty to get my workouts done so fast with hypertrophic lifting until I worked out the math in my head. 

So I'm lifting just as much weight, spending less time in the gym and not getting injured.


It's better to lift 7 cats 15 times than it is to lift 10 cats 10 times.

Tuesday, March 19, 2024

Three Things

 As you go through these tweets, recall that NYC will soon be trying to evict more than 180,000 illegals once they hit their 30-day limit for publicly-provided housing.

Sunday, March 17, 2024

How Do You Evict 183,000 People?

 ... if they don't have anywhere else to go and are desperate?

Dig this.

Back in the day, when I was building a custom home with my previous wife, the lot had a decrepit house with ne'er do well renters. In 6 month period, we collected 1 month of rent. Evicting them was going to cost us an arm and a leg in legal fees, so instead, we informed them that we were going to bulldoze the place and they had to leave. They left without any fuss.

NYC has managed to get itself into a far worse mess. We only owned the house and had no responsibility for the rest of the city. NYC is the city. There's nowhere for the illegals to go, particularly if their benefits are expiring. Further, as has been noted before on this blog, the NYPD combat strength is down to about 60%. If even 10% of the illegals dig in their heels, how does the city plan on getting them to leave their current housing?

Now solve that problem from the point of view of an NYPD flatfoot. You're outnumbered 100-1, the illegals are desperate and many of them are criminal toughs. Your DA does not have your back. If you can't risk using your gun without going to jail, the encounters become melees at which point numbers matter a great deal.

Two things come to mind. 

  1. You'd have to be crazy to remain an NYPD officer.
  2. Things in NYC are about to go sideways in a big way.

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Sadly, ChatGPT Will Not Generate Porn

 ... certainly not my subversive kind of porn.

At work, I use Atlassian's Jira to help a large organization track and manage very complicated, distributed projects. Jira is a web-based issue management tool. Prior to my work, employees had emailed each other massive spreadsheets where the recipient would have to collate it with other spreadsheets. Usually, the spreadsheets were OBE as soon as they were received as the data behind them was constantly changing.

M$FT Office was the best tool we Boomers had to do information work. Nowadays, web-based tools where the servers exchange information with each other in near real-time is far superior.

Our organization is only now crawling away from M$FT Office. Oh, wait, it's being dragged back into it. Marginally competent managers on our IT and Knowledge Management teams have been sold a bill of goods with Office 365 and M$FT Teams, so web-based tools are being phased out in favor of files and email.

We Boomers are reaching out from our career graves and tormenting the younger generations, haunting them with Excel and PowerPoint. It's a horror movie in tech.

Anyways, I asked ChatGPT, M$FT's AI tool to generate an image of this and ... well, see for yourself.

Monday, March 11, 2024

ChatGPT Got Me To The Gym Today

 I know they're hooey, but for me, biorhythms are real. There are times when I just don't want to do anything. I can go through whole weeks like that. Then there are weeks and weeks where I want to do everything as hard and as fast as I can. 

Today was a nothing day. I got up around 0400, had a good cup of coffee, said my decade of the Rosary, hopped online and ingested all kinds of outrage triggers. It was all on schedule. Then it came time to go to the gym and I just couldn't do it. All I wanted to do was grab a little more coffee and ooze into the hot tub.

On a whim, I told ChatGPT my problems and then got inspired to ask it to reply as various personas. Dig these responses. I edited them down a bit because, as Tim has pointed out, the thing can be a real windbag.

I ended up going to the gym and doing a full workout. After I read through these, the ones who recommended sloth were the real motivation. I didn't want to be like them.

Drill Sergeant

Listen up! It's time to get moving, soldier! You've been granted a life of security and health, and it's not to be wasted lounging in hot tubs and staring at screens all day. The world out there needs what you've got – your skills, your experience, your energy. It's time to find a mission, something that gets you fired up and ready to roll out of bed in the morning.

And remember, soldier, this isn’t about harsh judgment; it’s about discipline, purpose, and taking action. You've got a reservoir of strength and determination inside you. Time to tap into it, get strategic, and move out!

Caustic, Severe Nun

My child, you have been blessed with health, wealth, and time, gifts that many can only dream of. And yet, here you are, squandering these divine blessings in pursuits that nourish neither the soul nor the world. It is a grievous sight, one that demands immediate rectification.

The Lord did not grant you these gifts for them to be frittered away in idleness and indulgence. There is much work to be done, many in need of your help, wisdom, and compassion. You must awaken from this lethargy and seek out ways to serve God's creation, to make use of the talents bestowed upon you for the greater good.

Do not delay. The time to act is now. Redeem yourself in the eyes of the Lord by embracing a life of purpose and service. Let this be the moment you turn towards the light, dedicating yourself to a cause greater than your own desires. Go forth, and sin no more.

Fat, Lazy Housecat Speaking In Lolcat

Oh hai. U finkin bout doin all dat stuff, huh? Soundz like lotz of werk. Why not jus chillz wif me instead? We gotz da purrfect setup here. U, me, cozy spot by da window. No needz for all dat runnin around an doin fings. Let's take it eazy.

Atheistic Nihilist

Oh, you're feeling the existential ennui today, huh? Look, from a cosmic perspective, nothing we do really matters. We're all just stardust on a floating rock, spiraling into the void. So, if you're looking for some grand purpose or meaning, you might be out of luck. The universe is indifferent to our struggles and joys.

Forget about societal expectations or looking for some grand purpose. The pursuit of happiness, pleasure, and experiences is the most rational response to the absurdity of existence. Want to spend the day in a hot tub, then go online all day? If that brings you joy, go for it. The only thing that's truly rational in an indifferent universe is to maximize your own happiness and contentment, in whatever form that takes.

General Stonewall Jackson

I find myself compelled to address your current state with the same fervor and dedication I applied to my campaigns. In life, as on the battlefield, one must always strive to make use of the resources at their disposal, not squander them in idleness or without purpose. You find yourself in an enviable position, blessed with health, financial security, and the luxury of time—resources many soldiers would have envied during the trials we faced.

I implore you, do not let this day pass as another footnote in a life of could-have-beens. Rise, and set forth with the determination and purpose that lie within you, awaiting your command. Let this be the day you take up your own campaign, not with the musket and the cannon, but with the unwavering resolve to live a life of purpose and action.

Grade School Counselor

Oh, sweetie, I hear you. It's really, really okay to feel this way. Everyone has those days where everything just feels like too much, even the things that usually make us happy or feel productive. It's completely normal, and I'm here for you, no matter what.

You know, it's so important to listen to what your heart and body are telling you. If they're saying it's a day to rest, then maybe that's exactly what you need. But, I also want you to remember how special and capable you are. Even on days when you feel a little lost or unmotivated, you have so many wonderful qualities and so much potential inside of you.

It's perfectly okay to have days where you don't feel like doing much. We all do, and it doesn't make you any less amazing. I'm always here to talk, to listen, and to support you in finding your way, at your own pace.

Victorian English Aristocrat

It is most pertinent that we, the custodians of privilege and rank, comprehend the profound duty that accompanies our station. We are, by virtue of our birth and fortune, set upon a pedestal, observed closely by the eyes of those less fortunate in their societal standings. It is imperative, therefore, that we conduct ourselves with the utmost propriety and diligence, for we are the living exemplars upon which the lower orders might model their aspirations and conduct.

I implore you to cast aside these doldrums and to embrace fully the responsibilities of your position. Engage in charitable works, take an active interest in the welfare of those who depend upon you, and dedicate yourself to pursuits that will not only ennoble your spirit but also serve as a beacon of hope and inspiration to the common folk.

Sunday, March 10, 2024

I'm Growing To Love ChatGPT's AI Art

Lately, ChatGPT has been producing some really lovely art for me. On Twitter, at the end of the day, I like to close out with some pleasant AI art. I'm now going to do the same at the start of the day. My initial efforts have involved an older, Southern man or woman with a cat. Dig these, posted last night and this morning, respectively. Each took only a few iterations to get something I liked.

Saturday, March 09, 2024

Anti-Pro-Anti Truffle Piggery

Yesterday, we discussed how the racial justice racket is turning us all into delusional truffle pigs, endlessly on the hunt for fantasy racism. The People of Color get rewarded with praise, cosseting and perks. The whites who are their "allies" get praise and a brief frisson of pleasure from exhibiting their fake virtue.

Not only are their no rewards for completely eliminating racism, there are actual disincentives for it. The moment the university says we're all equal and we're all individuals made in the image of God, the blacks' gravy train comes to an end and the whites have to go back to real accomplishments. Ick! We like gravy! We like party-game scavenger hunts where we get praised for finding little odds and ends!

In order to get the joke in the title of this blog post, you need to watch this short bit from Get Smart.

Some people, disgusted with the racism racket, post videos of blacks behaving badly on Twitter. There are many very popular accounts that do nothing but share videos of blacks fighting, shooting, stealing and slutting. Here's a good example.

They're truffle pigs, too.

In The Future, Everyone Will Be A Truffle Pig For 15 Minutes

Or maybe longer. Perhaps much, much longer.

The racial justice crew has been incentivized to find racism everywhere when, in fact, it exists almost nowhere. People sick of being accused of racism they don't have are now incentivized to find videos of blacks behaving badly and share them as fast as they can. "You think I'm a racist? Well, gag on this, you swine!"

There are truffle pigs. Then there are anti-truffle pigs. That gives rise to pro-anti-truffle pigs who use the anti-truffle pigs as examples of real racism. That engenders anti-pro-anti truffle pigs who show how the truffle pigs are just gravy-sucking pigs as in the gravy train that is our cultural racial rewards machine. If you ever wanted to turn a population against itself in a frenzy of racial hatred, this is how to do it.

Meanwhile, nothing much is happening. If you turn off the TV and social media and just hang out with real people, racism is pretty hard to find.

Hmm. There might be a key to a happier life in all that ...

Friday, March 08, 2024

We're All Delusional Truffle Pigs Now

I couldn't help but think of truffle pigs when I stumbled across Loyola University's policies on Anti-racism and White Accountability. Here's the key snippets.

The Counseling Center recognizes that Loyola University Maryland is a predominantly white institution within the context of Baltimore, Maryland. It has a history steeped in structural racism and racial injustice towards Black, Indigenous, and People of Color (BIPOC), especially Black and African American individuals. We feel it is important to highlight the need for white individuals to take an anti-racist stand and hold each other accountable towards working to change the systems that impact the BIPOC community in oppressive ways...

Anti-racism is an active process of seeing and being in the world with the intention of working to identify, challenge, and change the values, structures and behaviors that perpetuate structural racism. This highlights the idea that racism occurs at all levels of society and manifests itself in both individual attitudes and behaviors as well as formal and unspoken policies and practices within institutions...

Ultimately, it is for People of Color to decide if one is actually behaving in anti-racist ways. When one finds that they are out of alignment, they need to do what is necessary and try to repair the situation.

Emphasis mine.

What a racket! Everyone is incentivized to see racism all around them. The more racism they find, the more rewards they get. Blacks* get rewarded with adoration and perks as a way to make up for their suffering and whites get praise for having discovered and rooted out racism on campus.

Not only are their no rewards for completely eliminating racism, there are actual disincentives for it. The moment the university says we're all equal and we're all individuals made in the image of God, the blacks' gravy train comes to an end and the whites have to go back to real accomplishments. Ick! We like gravy! We like party-game scavenger hunts where we get praised for finding little odds and ends!

Loyola isn't alone in this. Anti-racism is everywhere around us and the same incentive structure is built into every corporation, every TV show, every movie, every classroom and every political campaign. Woe betide the person that says racism isn't a big deal any more!

We're all truffle pigs now.

Good piggy, you found some racism! Here's a treat!

This is how you end up with madness like Racism In The Great Outdoors: Oregon’s Natural Spaces Feel Off Limits To Black People.

(N)ot everyone has the same access to green spaces. Tara Cooper, like many Black people, felt excluded and unwelcomed from a hike in the forests, well before this spring’s closures that were ordered to slow the spread of the coronavirus.

Cooper moved to Portland from the San Francisco Bay Area more than eight years ago. She said she fell in love with Oregon’s lush green forests and what seemed like never-ending opportunities to enjoy nature.

But once she arrived, things changed.

“I quickly realized that may not be for me and my son,” Cooper said. “I would love to have been able to go camping more or do more nature things and even do some off the grid camping if the opportunity came up, but I would never do that in Oregon.”

Good Lord, it's hiking in the woods. Drive to the park, get out and take a walk. How hard is that? Very hard, it turns out. Just going for a walk requires the black person to overcome systemic racism. They need more perks to be able to do it. The white people who see the racism in the woods get rewarded with praise for having been in tune with the hardships of being black.

The key feature is that there is no racism in the woods at all. We're not just truffle pigs, we're delusional truffle pigs. We're getting rewarded for finding fantasy truffles. 

Since the truffles come from our imaginations, there's no limit to the number we can find and with each discovery, everyone involved gets a treat.

What a racket!

Special Bonus Take

This was my favorite sentence from the Loyola web page:

Ultimately, it is for People of Color to decide if one is actually behaving in anti-racist ways.

The people on the gravy train are uniquely wise and discerning. Only they can tell you when they've had enough gravy and must return to being normal people, equal to everyone else around them. 

Who in the world is going to do that? If some of them become embarrassed by the fraud or do their own research and discover they've been turned into mewling, self-absorbed losers, the rest cast them into the outer darkness where there is great wailing and grinding of teeth. Don't derail the gravy train, you idiots! We've got a good thing going on here!

That's how we end up with every black conservative being told they're not really black. Meanwhile, the BIPOC end up like everyone who is a mewling, self-absorbed, self-pitying wiener. They end up as failures. Oof.

* - If you think I'm going to type "People of Color" over and over again, you've got another thing coming. "Blacks" will do just fine as a stand-in.