Landslides And Other Fun

As the old saying goes, "A picture is worth a thousand words," which won't stop me from putting all one thousand words in the following paragraphs.  This picture is from the New York Times Shock and Awe website.

Notice that the popular vote actually went to Hillary, even if it is a razor-thin margin.  Trump, however, ran away with the Electoral College.

So many thoughts are racing through my mind at this moment, it is difficult to figure out where to begin.  I suppose the very first order of business is to congratulate Trump and his supporters on their rather stunning victory.

Thought number two: please gods let this be the end of the Klinton Krew.  I am so freaking tired on Bushes (already disposed in the primaries) and Klintons.  Forty years will give you SUCH a crick in the neck, said Genie to Aladdin.  With any luck, Trump will live up to one campaign promise - throwing the whole lot in jail.

A note to Trump and his supporters: most Muslims are great people and wouldn't hurt a fly.  Be selective on who you ban.  I know some very find people who want to study at US universities or visit friends and family Stateside, and they are very worried about discrimination and even getting visas.  We can say, though, that with Hillary gone and disgraced, perhaps groups like ISIS will find the future a difficult road to navigate.

Don't know if you noticed - and I didn't do a screen capture at 3 in the morning - but the early returns had Trump ahead by 75% to 80%, versus Hillary's 17%-22%.  I suspect this was the real spread, since it would take that kind of turnout for Trump to so clearly overcome the systemic fraud and vote flipping.  That would be the only way to outpace the percentage-based computer controls and the ballot stuffing with dead voters.  I have to call this a landslide for Trump, because I can see no other way for him to have won than to have at least 70% of actual (legal) votes cast.

The Canadian immigration website crashed and an army of celebs have lined up saying they will leave the US now.  Bullshit.  They've all been saying the same thing since at least Bush the First, and they are all still there.  They won't go too far from their publicists and adoring fans.  There are very few people like me who actually leave because of political disgust.

It's been rather entertaining watching the nattering nabobs (thank you Bill Safire) go into apoplexy over this election.  The media, including the Sultans of Silicon, and the globalist cabal are absolutely stunned.  They were so sure they had this in the bag.  They pulled out every trick they had to get people to roll over and accept their fates.  It must be the recent movements to remove fluoride from public water supplies and the wildfire sales of Big Berkey water filters over the past two decades that are causing people to snap out of their stupor.

Now comes the real fight.  The Wall Street/bankster class is already crashing the stock markets and the dollar will be next.  If you are a smart entrepreneur, you are looking at US exports right now.  At least for the foreseeable future, the game belongs to US manufacturers and the tanking dollar will make the products affordable overseas.  That's exactly what I am doing right now...well, at least after I finish this column.

At any rate, the next few months especially will be rather interesting as the globalists try every other trick in the box to see to it that Trump isn't sworn in.  The fight ain't over by any stretch of the imagination.  The only difference is it will get nastier and will no longer be in your face - they are moving underground again.  Those tremors you feel are not earthquakes, but the thunder of anger in the underground bunkers.

OK, so now we can get on with other business - finally.  Smart folks like the readers here are already thinking about new businesses and opportunities that come with major shake-ups like this.  Even Xi Jinping is looking conciliatory and Duterte (Philippines) suddenly seems to like the US again.  And the Russians?  Well, they are celebrating a successful hack of the US election.  Only Europe is shitting its britches, since they are now alone in their misery.  It's hell betting on the wrong horse.

Did I mention Hollande is getting impeached?  Any bets Merkel is next?  All eyes on Europe for future fun and games.

So, that's our summary.  Not quite what the other guys are telling you, since I actually give ideas on how to capitalize on the New Reality.  As the Chinese like to say, "There is opportunity in chaos."  Regardless of your political bent, one thing is certain: the future belongs to those who don't panic and take advantage of the new reality before everyone else awakens from the shock.

Be real.

The Storm Approacheth

Woohoo!  Brexit!  The masses stood up to be counted!  We won!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.  Sorry, folks.  This was the first shot in a battle that is far from over.  If anything, we haven't even begun.  A non-binding plebiscite on independence does not an independent country make.

Paul Craig Roberts nailed it head-on.  Now the real fight begins, and frankly, given the track record of humanity, I hold very little hope that the slim majority shown in the vote will have the stomach for a real fight.  It's one thing to tell the bully, "Leave me alone," it's another altogether to make him.

If the readers here actually believe that a simple vote will cause the elite to just roll over and start the decade-long process of unwinding all the legal and diplomatic webs they have built, then the dear reader is far more naïve than I had hoped.

What the Brexit election was is a means to identify who was against the elite, a survey if you will.  It was akin to one of George III agents going to a tavern in New England in 1774, and yelling "Death to the King," and noting every face who cheered.

No, no, no.  The fun has only begun.

Let me tell you about Brexit.

Get six million people in a room.  Tell them, "Who wants to have a one-week luxury vacation on the Moon?"

The room goes nuts, with 52% of the folks whooping and hollering, while 48% moan and walk out.

"Great!  Now that we are down to the hardcores, I need you to donate $50 billion, and spend the next 10 years working really hard to build the resort at Tycho crater!"  Most of the remaining crowd moans and walks out.

You address the four folks still sitting in the front row.  "OK, now the true believers are here.  I will warn you that our opponents will do everything from ridicule us to sabotaging everything we do."

Suddenly, you are preaching to a room full of crickets.

That's Brexit, folks.

When it comes to the nut-cuttin', as we say on the farm, the reality sets in and we find out just how much people want freedom.  If I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times: people are too comfortable now to really work for liberty.

The elite have already shown what they can and will do to ensure Brexit doesn't happen.  They will crash the Pound Sterling, they will withdraw funding from companies and public works projects and everything in between.  They will turn the media against it.  They will trot out the diplomatic corps to negotiate every possible compromise.  And if you are still sitting there after all that, they will destroy your comfortable life and take away your toys and probably your families, and then they will try to commit you to an insane asylum.  And I mean this very literally.  I have been through it.

If you really think you are committed to Brexit, or any other similar campaign, you ain't seen nothing yet.  Brace yourself.

Look, these elite have spent centuries (at least since the 1600s) building their little global paradise.  There is no way in God's Green Shit Hole they are going to give it all up over a single, simple vote.

If you are a supporter, or God help you, actually committed to this fight, you better get ready.  It will escalate to levels you can't even imagine.  You will be forced to spend yourself into the poor house, while at the same time fighting at every turn.  It will come at you from every angle.  The worst of it will come when you think you've won and it gets rather quiet.  Just as you think you can start re-building, that's when the hammer will fall and the worst of it will come.

People are not prepared for these things.  They have been instilled with this image of democracy as being something where they just vote and it happens.  Folks aren't entirely to blame, since the propaganda has been hot and heavy in their faces since birth.  The fact is, voting means nothing.  Never has.  It's the battle that comes after the vote that counts.

If the effort goes much beyond a few after-vote parties, here's what will happen:

1. Stock markets and currencies will start tanking;
2. Public services will stop working (probably famous Labour Strikes);
3. Banks will start foreclosing on mortgages;
4. Savings and pension funds will vanish;
5. Media will demonize and ridicule the movement;
6. Dozens of "reasonable" compromises will be offered;
7. And if all that doesn't stop it, they will just shoot and incarcerate you.

They will get away with all this because they own the "legal" system and the media and the markets.  They can enrich you or impoverish you at a whim, and it won't touch their net worth.  No one will dare stand with you because the attention of the PTB might turn on them next.

When they are done, you will be, at the very best, a lunatic crank, and at the worst a dangerous terrorist, and nothing you do will change that, because folks watch TeeVee and are told who and what you are, and no one will believe anything you say to the contrary.

Are you, dear Brexit supporter, ready for this?  Do you think you can withstand that kind of onslaught?  You had better be prepared, because the more success you have, the more this pressure will come to bear, until you are living in squalor scratching for food.

If you can withstand it, if you make it through all of this, then the reward will be generations of liberty and freedom, not for you, but for those who follow.  Most folks today don't care about the future, they want their rewards now.  Because of that societal narcissism, movements like Brexit always fail.  Honestly, who cares about their great-grandchildren?  Especially when we can eat, drink and be merry right now!  Their world is their problem.  We don't want to suffer for them!

Yes, let us celebrate Brexit and the power of the people.  Let us party like it's 1776.  Let us slap each other on the back and congratulate ourselves on how clever we are.  The worst is yet to come.

I'm not a pessimist.  I truly hope that the Brits will follow through, and that many others will rise up, as well.  But I have been through the worst of it and seen what can and will be done to ensure the elite win.  It is not pretty.

Revolutions are easy to start and nearly impossible to win, especially in an age of narcissism and global media, when your toys can be taken away with the flip of a switch, and you can become a demon overnight with almost no chance to change it, and the you life and those of people you love and care about are nothing more than tools to destroy you.

This may all sound rather bleak, and it is, but it is what people face if they really want Brexit.

I may be completely wrong and the whole thing will just sail on through, but is it better to prepare for the storm and get sunshine, or the other way around?

Diverse Just Like Me

You know what I can't stand?  People who run around wailing and gnashing their teeth about 'tolerance' and 'diversity'.  For one thing, they have no clue what they are talking about, and for another, they just irritate me.
These knee-jerk, bleeding heart liberal fools who flog people with their tolerant and divere propaganda should crack a dictionary every now and then, because when I look up those words, I don't see goose-stepping followers anywhere in the definition.  You see, diversity means you tolerate my differing opinion, and if you don't like it, then there's plenty of other square meters in the world to go stand in.

Don't get me wrong.  The goose-stepping conservatives are just as bad.  If they had their way, the whole world would look like pablum, and I can't tolerate that either.


You see
Here's the deal - if I happen to not like green people with zits, then that's my opinion.  You are welcome to try to convince me otherwise, if I want to listen, but the world is made up of millions of opinions and this is mine.  In the name of diversity, you have to accept that I have an opinion that is different from yours.  You also have to accept that I am right and you are wrong.

Diversity does not mean I have to accept the laundry list of idiotic jerks someone holds out as being today's list of acceptable different people.  How in the hell can someone call it diversity if there is a list of things that are and are not acceptable?  That, in point of fact, is the antithesis of diversity.  Frankly, I have spent half a century developing my prejudices and I like them. 

If I see someone dressed like a gang-banger on a dark street in LA, I'm not going to try to hold hands with him and sing Kumbaya.  I assume, due to my prejudices, that he is trouble and I will take the appropriate counter-action.

If drama queens make me crazy and I dont' want to be in the same room with one because I will throttle him after about 2 1/2 seconds, then in the interest of diversity, you must tolerate my wish.

That's the whole thing about all this 'political correctness', 'diversity' and 'tolerance' crap - it is the exact opposite of what they are supposedly preaching.  Here's what I've found:

Those who hide behind "political correctness' are often blithering idiots whose arguments are so indefensible that they must force the rest of the world to accept their non-sense at the point of a gun.  They can't argue their case, so they force you to swallow the rubbish whole.

Those who hide behind 'diversity' are usually such offensive nutballs that they must force the rest of us to hang around them in the name of being diverse because they can't get friends any other way.

As for 'tolerance', well those are just those mental ants with the giant sound systems in their cars who drive around at 3am with the volume at ear-bleed levels because their manhood is so shriveled and decayed.

If anyone really believed any of this crap, they wouldn't need little terms and thought-police to make us all conform to their idea of diversity.

Here's an idea: why don't all the people of like mind hang out together and leave the rest of us the hell alone?  Go play with your unborn gay baby whales, while I eat my bar-b-qued seal pups.  If you're into obese nudity while flogging yourself with endangered California rock eels, then please go right ahead...just close the door so I don't have to see it from my window at dinner time.

And really, that's what all this silliness comes down to.  Some slimeball wants to parade his perversions in the public sphere and he wants you not only to have to accept it, but to be forced to watch it.  A handful of freaks have hijacked the public discourse and have implanted trigger words like 'tolerance' and 'diversity' so they can force all of us to accept that they are moral degenerates.  If has nothing to do with dogs and cats living together.

I'm hereby starting my own social movement.  It's called eschewal.  From now on, anyone who says I need to be diverse and tolerant will be shunned and avoided.  I can no longer tolerate those who can't tolerate me.  Think how much happier the world will be with eschewal.  Little green people with zits can hang out with people who like to squeeze zits, and none of them will be forced to hang out with Clearasil sniffers.

I am all for discussion in the public sphere, but don't parade your perversions and peccadilloes in front of me and expect me to put up with it.  As part of the deal, I will respect your private space to be just as weird and flaky as you want to be.  If you try to force me to accept or watch your strangeness, I will eschew you.  Fair enough?

I am one of the most diverse and tolerant people you'd ever want to meet, but if you force me to believe the way you do, you will quickly find the limits of my tolerance.  The real meaning of diversity is that we are all different, and the real meaning of tolerance is vive la difference!

In parts of India, 5- and 6-year-old girls are pushed into prostitution and at 12 or 13, are given away as second and third wives.  The alternative is mass starvation in the streets.  Stick that in your diversity and tolerate it.  Until you can figure out a way to solve something like that, which is a centuries-old lifestyle, then I don't want to hear a single word about putting up with your desire to tie your nipple rings to your nostrils.  I just don't have the patience to listen to that crap.