America’s Lesbian Sweetheart No one has ever been rewarded so richly for their lesbianism as Ellen. Since this canary-faced Sapphite’s only skill lies in “being a lesbian,” my suspicion is that she became the world’s preeminent Lesbo Mogul because she was hand-picked to play a role, just like the similarly untalented billionaire Oprah Winfrey. Whereas Winfrey’s role was to soften up the fat white female man-haters who watch daytime TV to the point where they eagerly embrace shameless black identity politics, Ellen’s role was to make lesbians appear “relatable” and “normal” and even “kind.”
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“Yo Jong may lack the bizarre, high-fade bouffants of the three generations of male rulers in her family, but she shares her brother’s secrecy and penchant for lashing out against political adversaries.” This is the woman the American media praised as “besting” Vice President Mike Pence at the last Olympics. The American media loves authoritarians. This is why they scorn President Trump because he is the opposite of Hitler, even down to having a Jewish daughter. Don Surber: Highlights of the News
Jill Biden: “This moment reminds us that the presidency is about true leadership — having the forethought to prepare for the worst, the backbone to lead through chaos, the character to move beyond politics.” pic.twitter.com/lhwvRiaXHT
Fear is an opportunity for tyranny – The New Neo The real wild card in all this is how long the people are going to take it. Spring is stirring even in northern climes, and it’s fully flowering further south, and people are ready to burst forth from their own enforced isolation. Some people’s livelihoods depend on it, and a lot people feel their sanity does as well. And some people are just tired of being told what to do without seeing sufficient reason to obey when all they’re asking for is the freedom to go about their normal lives – or as near normal as possible, taking precautions to protect the most vulnerable.
Brit Hume Cites Two Reasons Why The Case For National Lockdown Is Getting ‘Weaker And Weaker’Later in the interview, Hume contended that dire early prediction models could have been used to keep people obedient to social distancing guidelines. “I think Doctor Fauci and Birx were content to sort of let that happen, because I think they were afraid that people wouldn’t socially distance and people wouldn’t engage in the mitigation efforts, and the result is we have a terrified population and we have people wearing masks while out jogging in Central Park.”
When the Holy Fire Dies – Toynbee’s calls this entrenched aristocracy a “dominant minority,” and tells us the appearance of a dominant minority is the beginning of the end. “The nature of the breakdowns of civilizations can be summed up in three points: a failure of creative power in the minority, an answering withdrawal of mimesis on the part of the majority and a consequent loss of social unity in the society as a whole.”…“When, in the history of any society, a creative minority degenerates into a dominant minority which attempts to retain by force a position that it has ceased to merit, this change in the character of the ruling element provokes, on the other side, the secession of a proletariat which no longer admires and imitates its rulers and revolts against its servitude.”
But of course: Public Health is anticipating an inevitable second wave of COVID-19 and we will continue to keep White Center ready to open for when than second surge happens, should the current 5 facilities that are operational reach capacity. It’s just impossible for these people to look at success without seeing it as a cause for alarm:“You’ve just won the Super Bowl, but the champagne is likely poisoned, your plane is expected to crash, your wives are all projected to divorce you, and our experts are predicting that if you don’t spend all of your bonus money right now you risk not having it to spend irresponsibly later.But good job, everyone.” The PVP Diaries #34 – Andy Havens
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I’ve been trying to think of a way to describe Ellen-type faces my whole life, and at long last I find Canary-faced. Thank you G
jdApril 30, 2020, 10:13 AM
Good article by Jim Goad (ironic last name) but I have to disagree with
two points. I’ve always thought she is quite beautiful in a natural way and
also disarmingly funny. I used to enjoy watching her until she came out.
As for the rest, I’m glad it’s posted.
John VenletApril 30, 2020, 10:15 AM
As a Michigander, I have to confess that ticket was not made out to me. I do not own a Challenger Hellcat, though I do have a Hemi in my RAM 1500, but I’ve never gone faster than 120 MPH in it.
BunnyApril 30, 2020, 10:30 AM
jd, Ellen’s ears stick out and she looks like a demented elf now, but she used to be adorable and funny-just like Oprah was warm and engaging and Dubya was decent and patriotic. Old crushes are embarrassing.
ghostsniperApril 30, 2020, 12:07 PM
180 pshaw lol
There was a dood on the web a few years ago that got pulled in a net led by choppers after doing 230+ on a Suzuki Hayabusa. He was not wearing a helmet, but was wearing a t shirt, shorts and flip flops. That’s not ballz, that’s nuttz. I’ve been sideways and upside down on 2 wheelers a few times and I’ll prolly never get on another. That’s easy to say cause I don’t have one, but if I did….
PA CatApril 30, 2020, 2:23 PM
180 mph? WHAT was he driving?
A trooper I know would have ticketed the guy– not for driving too fast but for flying too low.
CCMay 1, 2020, 5:29 AM
“Ellen’s role was to make lesbians appear “relatable” and “normal” and even “kind.””
Then what, pray tell, is Ray Maddow’s function?
Keep it clean, please.
Ray Van DuneMay 1, 2020, 7:13 AM
Rachel’s function is to keep millions of Democrats from realizing that instead of being clever cosmopolitans, they are proud citizens of
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GoneWithTheWindMay 1, 2020, 8:52 AM
There are lesbians/gays and there are activists lesbians/gays. Few people care about someone’s love interests or sexuality. But that was never the goal, i.e. to live in a world were few people cared. The goal was to dominate and punish anyone who did not care AND loudly and repeatedly approve of the love interests and sexuality of lesbians and gays. simply not caring was never an option you had to support, encourage them and join them when they went to war against anyone who failed that test. THAT is the problem with the LGBQTZYX movement, it always was intended as a stalking horse for those who would rule over you and your thoughts.
ghostsniperMay 1, 2020, 9:45 AM
Ellen Degenerate
captfleeMay 1, 2020, 12:39 PM
180 is pretty quick. Many a year ago I was the most minor of factota employed at what was then perhaps the premier BMW and Porsche shop in this half of the country. We had customers from all over; one gent, the owner of a flying service down near the border, stopped by with a new 2002tii he had just bought and ordered modifications to said car to the tune of about 2.5 times the price he paid. Now, this was the first half of the seventies, and these folks (he had his drop dead, stone cold, gorgeously mammoplastic girlfriend with him, looking like the hottest chick to pass within a furlong of Haight and Ashbury, except clean, exquisitely outfitted in some kind of obviously highly tailored denim suit and about twenty pounds of turquoise jewelry) were not our typical trade, so our owner was, I could see, a little chary about the whole deal, so he stammeringly asked for a deposit. No worries; she opened her big purse and extracted a rather sizable sack, out of which he pulled the full estimate amount, plus another five grand or so in case of the inevitable cost overruns. He apparently did something similar with a radio/electronics firm, as they spent a lot of time hiding bits and pieces of radio and heaven only knows what gear throughout the car,such that one was not likely to detect it without a close, thorough examination.
So, months went by, bits and pieces arrived from BBS, Mahle, Alpina, BMW Motorsport, etc., and the Q ship (our prime directive being to make it blazingly quick but utterly stock appearing) neared completion. Our head mechanic one day finally decreed that it was time to do the pre-delivery road test, and as everybody else was swamped, insanely allowed me to do it. First I tried out some twisty bits passing through Duke Forest, where I was mightily impressed with the handling and brakes. I-40 was not too far away,and in those days was not yet continuous, but open in segments, one of which, maybe eight miles long, I chose to see just how fast I could go. In those Joan Claybrooked days the speedos only went to 120 mph, so I passed that mark just about the point where I blew past a Highway Patrol cruiser off to the side of the road. Mercifully I had a mile or so left before exiting, and reasoning that I was way fornicated in any event, so in for a penny, in for a pound, I buried my right foot, figuring that I had best gain some more space… once we got off the highway my advantage would increase relative to the Plymouths or what have you they ran back in the day, though the danger of the radio remained. BMWs were not so common then as now, (amazingly enough, in those days the possession of one did not automatically label one as a douchebag !) particularly over on the vibrant side of town where our shop was, and troopers generally being pretty good at their job, it was not long after I got back to the shop and hid the Q ship under a cover, behind a van, in our little used storage area, that one highly indignant trooper arrived and began snooping about, fortunately for me to no avail. My coworkers all claimed no knowledge of any such activities, and managed to eventually placate the trooper sufficiently to make him go away, and apart from a few trooper drive-bys of our shop in the next several days, nothing else came of my misadventure.
Later, going over the rpms/gear ratios/ final drive ratios, we later figured I had it up to about 140. Given the capabilities of the car, this was probably about like driving 90 in a minivan, though I suspect I might not have been able to convince a judge of that. Since then, I’ve slowed down a bit.
In my later days I suppose I traded one ton of machinery doing 140 for 50,000 tons doing 39 mph, for about 3900 times as much force. In any event, the prudent mariner (or driver) would be well advised to allow me plenty of room.
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180 mph? WHAT was he driving? And why am I not driving one?
As I understand it it was a Dodge Challenger Hellcat.
https://www.thedrive.com/news/33214/my-fault-dodge-challenger-hellcat-driver-gets-nabbed-doing-180-mph
I’ve been trying to think of a way to describe Ellen-type faces my whole life, and at long last I find Canary-faced. Thank you G
Good article by Jim Goad (ironic last name) but I have to disagree with
two points. I’ve always thought she is quite beautiful in a natural way and
also disarmingly funny. I used to enjoy watching her until she came out.
As for the rest, I’m glad it’s posted.
As a Michigander, I have to confess that ticket was not made out to me. I do not own a Challenger Hellcat, though I do have a Hemi in my RAM 1500, but I’ve never gone faster than 120 MPH in it.
jd, Ellen’s ears stick out and she looks like a demented elf now, but she used to be adorable and funny-just like Oprah was warm and engaging and Dubya was decent and patriotic. Old crushes are embarrassing.
180 pshaw lol
There was a dood on the web a few years ago that got pulled in a net led by choppers after doing 230+ on a Suzuki Hayabusa. He was not wearing a helmet, but was wearing a t shirt, shorts and flip flops. That’s not ballz, that’s nuttz. I’ve been sideways and upside down on 2 wheelers a few times and I’ll prolly never get on another. That’s easy to say cause I don’t have one, but if I did….
180 mph? WHAT was he driving?
A trooper I know would have ticketed the guy– not for driving too fast but for flying too low.
“Ellen’s role was to make lesbians appear “relatable” and “normal” and even “kind.””
Then what, pray tell, is Ray Maddow’s function?
Keep it clean, please.
Rachel’s function is to keep millions of Democrats from realizing that instead of being clever cosmopolitans, they are proud citizens of
[[“Dupe City”, Population: you]]
There are lesbians/gays and there are activists lesbians/gays. Few people care about someone’s love interests or sexuality. But that was never the goal, i.e. to live in a world were few people cared. The goal was to dominate and punish anyone who did not care AND loudly and repeatedly approve of the love interests and sexuality of lesbians and gays. simply not caring was never an option you had to support, encourage them and join them when they went to war against anyone who failed that test. THAT is the problem with the LGBQTZYX movement, it always was intended as a stalking horse for those who would rule over you and your thoughts.
Ellen Degenerate
180 is pretty quick. Many a year ago I was the most minor of factota employed at what was then perhaps the premier BMW and Porsche shop in this half of the country. We had customers from all over; one gent, the owner of a flying service down near the border, stopped by with a new 2002tii he had just bought and ordered modifications to said car to the tune of about 2.5 times the price he paid. Now, this was the first half of the seventies, and these folks (he had his drop dead, stone cold, gorgeously mammoplastic girlfriend with him, looking like the hottest chick to pass within a furlong of Haight and Ashbury, except clean, exquisitely outfitted in some kind of obviously highly tailored denim suit and about twenty pounds of turquoise jewelry) were not our typical trade, so our owner was, I could see, a little chary about the whole deal, so he stammeringly asked for a deposit. No worries; she opened her big purse and extracted a rather sizable sack, out of which he pulled the full estimate amount, plus another five grand or so in case of the inevitable cost overruns. He apparently did something similar with a radio/electronics firm, as they spent a lot of time hiding bits and pieces of radio and heaven only knows what gear throughout the car,such that one was not likely to detect it without a close, thorough examination.
So, months went by, bits and pieces arrived from BBS, Mahle, Alpina, BMW Motorsport, etc., and the Q ship (our prime directive being to make it blazingly quick but utterly stock appearing) neared completion. Our head mechanic one day finally decreed that it was time to do the pre-delivery road test, and as everybody else was swamped, insanely allowed me to do it. First I tried out some twisty bits passing through Duke Forest, where I was mightily impressed with the handling and brakes. I-40 was not too far away,and in those days was not yet continuous, but open in segments, one of which, maybe eight miles long, I chose to see just how fast I could go. In those Joan Claybrooked days the speedos only went to 120 mph, so I passed that mark just about the point where I blew past a Highway Patrol cruiser off to the side of the road. Mercifully I had a mile or so left before exiting, and reasoning that I was way fornicated in any event, so in for a penny, in for a pound, I buried my right foot, figuring that I had best gain some more space… once we got off the highway my advantage would increase relative to the Plymouths or what have you they ran back in the day, though the danger of the radio remained. BMWs were not so common then as now, (amazingly enough, in those days the possession of one did not automatically label one as a douchebag !) particularly over on the vibrant side of town where our shop was, and troopers generally being pretty good at their job, it was not long after I got back to the shop and hid the Q ship under a cover, behind a van, in our little used storage area, that one highly indignant trooper arrived and began snooping about, fortunately for me to no avail. My coworkers all claimed no knowledge of any such activities, and managed to eventually placate the trooper sufficiently to make him go away, and apart from a few trooper drive-bys of our shop in the next several days, nothing else came of my misadventure.
Later, going over the rpms/gear ratios/ final drive ratios, we later figured I had it up to about 140. Given the capabilities of the car, this was probably about like driving 90 in a minivan, though I suspect I might not have been able to convince a judge of that. Since then, I’ve slowed down a bit.
In my later days I suppose I traded one ton of machinery doing 140 for 50,000 tons doing 39 mph, for about 3900 times as much force. In any event, the prudent mariner (or driver) would be well advised to allow me plenty of room.