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Let’s Review 103: Sounding the Tocsin

“Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day.” – Cowboy wisdom

Let’s be honest, every single thing Trump says or does these days sparks widespread outrage. It’s not a coincidence. There’s a 24/7 outrage industry surrounding Trump which handsomely rewards those who participate in it – be they cable news networks, newspapers, late night talk shows, or politically-motivated entertainers on social media. Relentless Trump-bashing is hugely popular, and the more frenzied the better. It directly translates into substantially higher TV ratings, newspaper subscriptions, and for the entertainers – ticket/book/album sales. So his most ardent critics all have a big vested financial interest in mocking and abusing the President every minute of every day.

I Didn’t Spend $150,000 Saving A Squirrel’s Life So It Could Live In Trump’s America When I drained my savings account, despite my wife’s threats to leave me, in order to pay to have a squirrel I found lying unconscious in the park air-lifted to a veterinary hospital, I did so because I believed the squirrel would one day recover to live in a progressive America where immigrants and refugees are welcomed with open arms. I sold the wedding ring my wife returned to me and reverse-mortgaged my house in order to afford the team of medical researchers I hired to develop the world’s first artificial squirrel heart so that the squirrel could live in a country that values equality and acceptance over hatred and fear.

South Africa Calls for 300,000 Gun Owners to Turn Over Their Weapons Now that the High Court’s initial ruling has been overturned, gun owners who failed to renew their firearms licenses must hand in their firearms to the nearest police station, where authorities will then proceed to destroy them.

It is an important lesson to learn from the failure of the American Right, in their 220th-century fight with the Left. They lost because they never understood the enemy. They invested all of their time conjuring an enemy they could beat with facts and reason, while the Left went about destroying the enemies they had in their path. It’s not a mistake that a new alternative can afford to make. You don’t beat a moral order with reason. You defeat it by attacking it on moral grounds while offering an alternative moral framework.

As everyone knows, Wyoming has always teemed with mulatto transgender pansexual cattle-ropers, which is why even uttering the term “cowboy” is a hate crime against all non-cowboys.

Hatred of Trump has polluted the media, with over 90 percent of his coverage hostile. Public appearances by Trump supporters bring bomb threats. Occupy Wall Street tweeted instructions on how to cut out the beating heart of an ICE agent.

The Scarlet Pill, redder than red, is to grasp the fact that the Trotskyite communists, the World Revolutionaries, the Neoliberal world order, the New World Order, Bilderberg, the neoconservatives, the Never Trumpers, NATO, the European Unionists, and the Silicon Valley technocracy are all different aspects of the same thing. And their latest vision for global empire has observably failed, and failed faster and more conclusively than anyone would have imagined.

A Leftist has to be outraged by something to feel truly alive, but since the stuff they get outraged about is so cockeyed, so cattywampus to reality, wandering around town and watching the Very Concerned People be Concerned is like constantly being low-grade stoned. I’ve never been as worked up about anything as these people pretend to be about everything, from the plight of the three-toed stink beetle to the entire planet’s daily weather. It’s surreal, which means it’s always good for a chuckle.

The quality of children is in abject decline. Partly I attribute this to their smaller numbers, compared with generations past. The single child receives no sibling examples. His parents draw upon a much narrower field of experience. Family customs lapse. Too, owing to the prevalence of public education, and the control of it by the mad and perverse, one must make allowance for intellectual disabilities.

Loung remembers gossip among the adults marching out of the city, “Those who refused were shot dead right on their door steps.” As one witness reported, even hospital patients were marched out of the city: I shall never forget one cripple who had neither hands nor feet, writhing along the ground like a severed worm, or a weeping father carrying his ten-year-old daughter wrapped in a sheet tied around his neck like a sling, or the man with his foot dangling at the end of a leg to which it was attached by nothing but skin.

The grim fact which cannot be mentioned relates to academic performance: the gap has not closed in the last fifty years, nor is it likely to close any time soon. White, Jewish, and Asian kids occupy the top tier; African-American and Hispanic kids are substantially below that. This means that we have burned through a half-century of education dollars trying to hammer a square peg into a round hole, and we have sacrificed much of our educational advantage by doing so. You can imagine that parents and taxpayers are not fond of that policy anymore.

Every time you set foot in a Whole Foods store, you are stepping into one of the most carefully designed consumer experiences on the planet. Every detail in the store, from the font on a sign to a countertop’s wood finish, is designed to make you feel like you’re in a country market. These constitute a theatre of pre-industrial community life. This theatre, which forms the backdrop of consumer lifestyles, can be found today inside every Whole Foods, Starbucks and mall in America.

90 Miles From Tyranny : This Map Shows The True Cost of Illegal Alien Migration, By State

The $15 Minimum Wage Is Wreaking Havoc On NYC Dining Eventually, minimum wage laws and other prohibitive regulations will cause the world-renowned restaurant life in cities like New York, DC, and San Francisco to cease to exist. The staff skill levels will drop, the number of servers and bartenders will never be enough, and the only survivors will be fast-casual chains with low overhead and deep pockets. New York’s new look will be vacant storefronts between an occasional Pret-a-Manger or the public restroom formerly known as Starbucks. But don’t worry. That charming, downtown studio apartment will still run about $5,000 per month for the privilege of proximity to all that culture.

Words have turned to punching have turned to stabbing and running over and shooting, already. That won’t stay one-sided, nor is the other side entirely unaware of that. What’s going to surprise the hell out of them is that bullets hurt and that it’s pretty tough to look cool with your intestines in your hands, which they didn’t mention at the pre-rally meetings. What a pisser. People who don’t learn from punches in the face are destined to be educated by bullets in the face.

The abortion provider Planned Parenthood of New York City’s fundraising campaign is straightforwardly labeled, “Protect Our Freedom to F*ck: Donate to Planned Parenthood of New York City.” The 45-second spot, a spectacular paean both to fornication and intersectionality, uses the word “f*ck” or its derivatives 13 times, and ends with the admonition, “F*ck New York and everyone in it. Protect our right to safely f*ck whoever the f*ck we want: donate to Planned Parenthood of New York City.”

My family’s business, Triangle Building Supplies, began in the 1970s in an old lollipop stick factory in Bellefonte, Pennsylvania, near the spring that supplies the town’s water. It later moved across town, close to the high school. Like Crest, the store had a formal, geometric name that signaled an affinity for order, and like Crest it joined the True Value co-op network. My brother drove a forklift in the lumber yard, while I chose to stay inside, feather-dusting paint cans and sorting small hardware into bins.

Never Underestimate the Bolo Tie, Baby | The origins of the bolo tie can be traced back to a serendipitous moment Arizona silversmith Victor E. Cedarstaff experienced while chasing wild horses in the 1940s. While on the chase, Cedarstaff’s silver-clasped hatband slipped off, causing his hat to fly away. He salvaged his hatband and slipped it over his neck for safekeeping. His companeros noticed and complimented his new “tie.” The rest is southwestern style history.

Useless Idiots: The Anti-Trump Protests in London Other grotesques here included prissy old bags with wispy gray hair, screeching feminist harridans, fatsos, soyboys and other proudly emasculated omega males, TERFs and trans activists briefly putting aside their differences and marching together… There was even one figure—female, I think—wearing a T-shirt reading “This Pussy Not for Grabbing,” and a large arrow pointing down to her lady garden. “Madam,” I murmured as I passed her by, “not in a million years…”

Don Surber: Americans don’t care about Russia Gallup asked Americans, “What do you think is the most important problem facing the country today?” Russia did not make the list.

Bull’s penises aren’t the most flavorsome of things, so a good caldo de cardo normally includes plenty of other ingredients. Pieces of beef, lamb, and chicken are often thrown into the mix for extra flavor, as well as potatoes, eggs, rice, and chopped onions. Some cooks also add llajua, a traditional Bolivian spicy sauce made from chili peppers, tomato, and onion.

Why don’t we start calling ourselves Indigenous Europeans – and INSISTING that others do the same? We need to start responding to accusations that we have White Privilege with “That’s Indigenous European. White is a racist term, and we won’t tolerate it.”

The Plastic Drinking Straw Ban is BS Remember that figure about how we use 500 million straws a day? (You should, as it was only two sentences ago.) It turns out that comes from a telephone survey conducted by a nine-year-old in 2011. We don’t know how many companies they called or what methodology they used to calculate this figure, but that hasn’t stopped everyone from CNN to The Washington Post to National Geographic from citing it.

You get the hiring leftovers, because everyone knows you’re essentially the TSA: just for show, not for actually doing anything. And when that penetrates to the national consciousness, border security is going to gravitate inexorably towards a .30-caliber between the eyes at range, and the only problem at that point will be the buzzards getting too fat to fly away afterwards, until Pedro figures out fixing Mexico, or just dealing with his own disasterpiece theater there, is a better solution than risking a headshot that ends his dreams forever.

Most of us on the Right who have a mind for actually figuring out what is correct have subscribed to the erroneous notion that the Left is also trying to figure out the right answers. Maybe once there were more Leftists who did this, but today? Give me a break. Every day it’s Nazi this, Hitler that. These are the techniques of bad, plaid-covered used car salesmen. These things don’t merit a serious response. Walk off the lot. Go somewhere else. Or if you do engage, ask the salesman if he tries to bend every customer over, or if today is just an ass-blaster special or something. Yes, it’s crude, vulgar, and rude. Politics has always been those things. Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr fought a duel to the death over this kind of thing. This has always been a nasty business, when did the Right forget? Leftists don’t think we’re nice, moral people. Whatever. So what? I want to the throw Communists out of helicopters. Niceness has nothing to do with anything political. Fight, or go home.

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  • Joseph Krill July 21, 2018, 8:51 AM

    Vanderleun, You do not have a contact button so I am submitting a link to a youtube video of the Pozo Seco singers singing “Time”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSybml7XsH4

  • Fred July 21, 2018, 9:30 AM

    This is your best set of Let’s Review links in the short time I’ve been coming here. Thanks.

  • Vanderleun July 21, 2018, 9:34 AM

    Thanks for pointing out that omission Krill. I’ve added the email. Thank you.

  • Vanderleun July 21, 2018, 9:34 AM

    They vary, Fred, but thanks.

  • Mike Anderson July 21, 2018, 10:32 AM

    WH-A-A-A-T? All this review, and not one mention that Ol’ Remus is back in action? (http://www.woodpilereport.com/ #537)

    “The outcome of my travails has been resolved, and optimally so. I’m a satisfied customer….As I said eleswhere, the resolution was optimal and it’s still holding. This unhappy excursion appears to be largely over so I shall say no more about it.”

    Amen, Brother. I know that when I talk about my aches and pains, it annoys everyone, especially myself. Enough said.

  • Vanderleun July 21, 2018, 11:39 AM

    Mike, That was announced here five days ago in


    but you are right to be concerned and relieved.

  • ghostsniper July 21, 2018, 12:37 PM

    That mentally damaged thing in the red boots.

    Imagine going back to say, the 1950’s, and showing that picture to anyone.
    First, they’d look at you with wonderment in why you would have such a thing in your possession with a look on their face contorted like they just tasted something horrifically foul, and clearly your life reputation would be permanently damaged. Then they would swear the picture wasn’t real, that it had been altered in some way. Back then, if you asked 1000 people in a row, 100% of them would claim that thing in the red boots was seriously brain damaged and should be caged up somewhere and never let loose. Now, 2018, that sort of thing is considered normal by a large number of people.

  • Dr. Jay July 22, 2018, 4:40 AM

    ghostsniper: The trouble with normal is it always gets worse.

  • downeasthillbilly July 22, 2018, 6:57 AM

    Suggestions for a replacement of the Cowboy –
    A rainbow unicorn sh!++ing Skittles? Oh wait . . . that’s been done.
    How about a “push-me-pull-you”? Not real, but kind of livestock-ish.
    If not that, then a starfish . . . excuse me, I just threw up a little. I worked in WY, and never I thought that the rot would reach that far.

  • Mike Anderson July 22, 2018, 2:57 PM

    Ouch! I’ve done myself in with poor browser discipline. Still, I’m delighted with the Remus Recovery, and tickled with his nod to Al Williamson, one of my favorite pulp artists. As distinguished from the roster of Crap Artists featured so prominently in Let’s Review.

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