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On Date July 27, 2013 this expert in CNN autofellatio had strong words to say to his  African-American “community.” (A dose of Irony today is that the background of his studio shot is Columbus Circle, with associated statue.)

LEMON: Black people, if you really want to fix the problem, here’s just five things that you should think about doing. Here’s number five, and if this doesn’t apply to you, if you’re not doing this, then it doesn’t apply to you, I’m not talking to you.

Here’s number five. Pull up your pants. Some people, a lot of them black, gave me flak for saying that recently on “The Wendy Williams Show.” If you’re sagging, I mean — I think it’s your self-esteem that is sagging and who you are as a person it’s sagging. Young people need to be taught respect and there are rules.

Sagging pants, whether Justin Bieber or No-name Derek around the way, walking around with your ass and your underwear showing is not OK. In fact, it comes from prison when they take away belts from the prisoners so that they can’t make a weapon. And then it evolved into which role a prisoner would have during male-on-male prison sex. The one with the really low pants is the submissive one. You get my point?

Number four now is the n-word.

JAY-Z, RAPPER: For our generation what we did was we took the word and we took the power out of that word.

CHRIS ROCK, COMEDIAN/ACTOR: We took this word, and we made it into poetry.

LEMON: I understand poetic license, but consider this: I hosted a special on the n-word, suggesting that black people stop using it and that entertainers stop deluding yourselves or themselves and others that you’re somehow taking the word back. By promoting the use of that word when it’s not germane to the conversation, have you ever considered that you may be just perpetuating the stereotype the master intended acting like a ni**er?

A lot of African-Americans took offense to that, too. I wonder if I gave the right advice, I really did. But confirmation came the very next day on my way home when I exited the subway in 125th Street in Harlem. This little kid in a school uniform no older than seven years old, he was crying his eyes out as he walked down the sidewalk with his mother.

I’m going to be honest here, she turned to me, and she said “I’m sick of you. You act like an old ass man, stop all that crying, ni**er.” Is that taking the word back? Think about that.

Now number three. Respect where you live. Start small by not dropping trash, littering in your own communities. I’ve lived in several predominantly white neighborhoods in my life, I rarely, if ever, witnessed people littering. I live in Harlem now, it’s an historically black neighborhood, every single day I see adults and children dropping their trash on the ground when a garbage can is just feet away. Just being honest here.

Number two, finish school. You want to break the cycle of poverty? Stop telling kids they’re acting white because they go to school or they speak proper English. A high school dropout makes on average $19,000 a year, a high school graduate makes $28,000 a year, a college graduate makes $51,000 a year. Over the course of a career, a college grad will make nearly $1 million more than a high school graduate. That’s a lot of money.

And number one, and probably the most important, just because you can have a baby, it doesn’t mean you should. Especially without planning for one or getting married first. More than 72 percent of children in the African-American community are born out of wedlock. That means absent fathers. And the studies show that lack of a male role model is an express train right to prison and the cycle continues. So, please, black folks, as I said if this doesn’t apply to you, I’m not talking to you. Pay attention to and think about what has been presented in recent history as acceptable behavior. Pay close attention to the hip-hop and rap culture that many of you embrace. A culture that glorifies everything I just mentioned, thug and reprehensible behavior, a culture that is making a lot of people rich, just not you. And it’s not going to. That said, though, the political right is not off the hook.

And now seven years later these words come back to bite Lemon deep in his commodious ass.

And at the end Carlson notes: [continue reading…]


The Remus Files

Since June Ol’ Remus of the Woodpile Report has gone radio silent. That means what it means and no more or no less. Some speculate that Remus is “End of Shift” but there is no information one way or ‘tother.Remus reader Paul Scott has made a tribute page with many of Remus’ essays and observations from the past. I pray he gets more from the future. The page is at Woodpile Reports a tribute to Remus | Woodpile reports  where Scott notes: Ol Remus of the Woodpile Report is a legend.
As of June 2020 our legend Ol Remus has gone off air so to speak.

We do not know his identity in real life.
These are the Vintage and recent Articles and Woodpile Reports from Ol’Remus.
I started these legacy files in September 2018 but left off because I could not reliably bring across links. and because to a large extent vintage files were no longer available.
However, luckily Remus has such a reputation that many of his vintage reports are available still on other web sites. I bring them across regularly, as I find them. .
If you knocked on a door somewhere in North Carolina Ol’ Remus would have answered. . He would look something like the man in the photo here.
Unless you coaxed him, or as we say down here> twisted his arm <, you would leave not knowing you had met a legend.
I will refine this writing until that legend is read about by many people. His archetype is as a hero father figure to good men. That is some accomplishment.
He is a father figure to grown men. Read Remus anywhere, you will not find embittered antagonism to the insane socialism and totalitarians of the left, but an acerbic wry commentary on the state of his country.

Page Made by Paul Scott


Mars: On Earth as It Is in Heaven

Flight over Korolev Crater on Mars

Europe’s New Mars Yard Is Like a Playground for Planetary Engineers – 

Bussi coordinates a team of 20 who are working to build, test, and tweak Europe’s new Mars Yard—a 3,400-square-foot installation on the outskirts of Turin in northwest Italy. There, every detail has been meticulously crafted to simulate a small patch of the surface of the Red Planet. Officially, it is called the Rover Operational Control Centre, or ROCC.


Mikhaila Peterson Podcast #9 – Jordan B. Peterson – Family Update June 2020

Surgeries, unintended addiction to medication, anxiety attacks the could kill, operations and editions, bungled diagnoses, and oh yes a brush with incurable cancer. Those and many other factors sidelined the admirable Jordan Peterson and almost killed him and/or other members of his family.

An alarming and sobering account of the suffering that often comes with life.

The text underneath the video is rich in links to subjects and people mentioned. [continue reading…]


CIA World Factbook – Hell by allseeingeye

Background: According to the written tradition of the Christian religion, “In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth”. Political strife within the Kingdom of Heaven led to the expulsion of those opposed to the traditional theocratic rule of King God I, and the exiled “Fallen” went on to establish the autonomous area known as Hell. In a constant state of conflict with their former homeland, Hellites (alternatively Hellions), have turned their political machinations on other geopolitical states, and are listed as a Rogue Nation. Hell has been repeatedly denied UN representation due to untried crimes against humanity, harboring of known war criminals, and human rights violations that are continually dismissed as punishing the wicked for their earthly sins. Hell is also isolated internationally by a steadfast xenophobic government, which has given rise to groups of “Hell deniers” who question the very existence of the area.

Location: Geographic center of the Earth

Geographic coordinates: 0 N, 0 E, beneath the burning gaze of God.

Map references: Oceania, Marianas Trench

total: 666 sq km
land: 666 sq km, excluding lakes of fire and brimstone.
water: 0 sq km

Area – comparative: slightly more than 4 times the size of Washington, DC

Land boundaries: 0 km

Coastline: 0 km

Spiritual boundaries: Very few live souls have escaped Hell (See Theseus)

Maritime claims:
continental shelf: 200-m depth or to the depth of human evil.
exclusive fishing zone: worldwide, with restrictions for size and wickedness. Limited markets exclude soul-taking in non-human species.
extended fishing zone: Wherever the hearts of men may go.
territorial sea: 666 nm (coasts impassable except by small ferry craft, contracted to Charon exclusively)

Climate: hot and arid, occasional complete freezings.

Terrain: varying geologically from the high, grisly piles of tormented souls, geologically active caverns of lava, fire and burning pitch, seas of bile, hate and fields of unending ice, blood, sin, and torment with a cosmological infinite number of variations. Nine notable circular elevation changes have lead to a districting socio-economic government, presided over in accordance with feudal law. Several large cities serve as the hubs of Hell’s “service industries”, with Dis encircling the exact geographic center. [continue reading…]


The inspired lunacy of Joe Dan Gorman is back. and the Force is strong with this one.

Take it from Joe Dan at his new site (bookmark it)Intellectual Froglegs: The End is Near. Again.

Hey guys,

Man, this Coronavirus Sampler Platter of Socialism has been more devastating that the virus itself. The only positive—and it really IS a positive—it’s been profoundly EYE-OPENING to many delusional youth.

On the other hand—it’s financially devastated millions of folks…and empowered a lot of Democrats.

HT: Geoff


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Look at this plot, the number of daily COVID tests in the US, according to the COVID-19 tracking project.

So far, since the start of the insanity, there have been 35,512,916 tests. Call it 36 million.

This plot is the number of daily tests. On 5 July, for instance, there were 654,489 new tests. I repeat, this plot is the number of new daily tests by day. 650 thousand reported tests per day!

If your jaw is not dropping, you have not understood this plot. It is not total tests. Testing is increasing everywhere, day by day. Testing is going nuts. Testing is out of control. Testing is rampant. Testing is at insane levels and only growing.

Why is this important? I’ll tell you: because we hear from every propaganda source that we are seeing a “surge” and “spike” and “record” new “cases”.


It would be a shock if we didn’t see a surge in new “cases” with all this testing!

Pardon my screaming, but we have gone, as the phrase has it, stark raving mad. I am beside myself with frustration trying to explain this to people who are so panicked they can’t listen to reason.

Now look at this picture, the official weekly dead according to the CDC (as of 2 July for week ending 27 June, the latest data available Monday morning):

Notice anything? You might not have reached the apex of probability like I, the Statistician to the Stars! have, but surely you can see the most salient point. DEATHS ARE DECREASING, EVEN AS NEW “CASES” “SURGE” “SPIKE” “SOAR” “SET RECORDS”….

RTWT [ From Coronavirus Update XXI: Calm Down! Record Testing Is Why There Are Record “Cases” – William M. Briggs


Strange Daze: Jumbo Edition

“The history of modern socialism illustrates Burke’s dictum that ‘criminal means, once tolerated, are soon preferred.’ And yet the thing has somehow kept its moral credentials as the political model of ‘idealism.’ We still give its proponents credit for good intentions, instead of condemning their blind arrogance and greed for power over others. We apologize on behalf of human nature for its failure to live ‘up’ to the socialist ideal, instead of condemning socialism for the violence it inflicts on human nature.”– Joe Sobran

The NationalFL becomes the NegroFL The NFL Will Play ‘Lift Every Voice And Sing’ Before Each Season-Opener Game

“We’ve noticed you’re using an ad blocker”translation: the script we run in the background has been identified and foiled. Can you please turn your adblocker off because we promise we are up to mostly good. Trust us!… A Large Regular: Flotsam and Jetsam

Don Surber: Donald John Trump is still our president President Trump is a student of Sun Tzu who is well versed in the master’s 5 essentials for victory:
1. He will win who knows when to fight and when not to fight.
2. He will win who knows how to handle both superior and inferior forces.
3. He will win whose army is animated by the same spirit throughout all its ranks.
4. He will win who, prepared himself, waits to take the enemy unprepared.
5. He will win who has military capacity and is not interfered with by the sovereign.

This Batflu became — more than any previous epidemic — a political issue, instantaneously. This is evident in the way it was spread, quite intentionally, by the Communist Party of China. (They shut down everything in Wuhan, except flights to Europe and America.) In all countries with democratic institutions, the disease became the center of political attention, and unprecedented lockdowns were ordered. Likewise, unprecedented schemes of surveillance have significantly changed the relation between governments and governed, entirely for the worse. By means of current technology, the former will be able to perpetuate these changes, leaving those who wish to recover old liberties nowhere to hide. Malign fiesta : Essays in Idleness

Black Lives Matter protests and riots have killed more black people than police have. Don Surber: Highlights of the News

Nation That Kills 3,000 Babies A Day Feels Morally Superior To Slaveowners From 200 Years Ago

U.S.—Leftists who support killing 3,000 babies a day were trying to virtue-signal but quickly ran into a problem: there’s no one alive to whom they can feel morally superior. So, the movement was forced to look to people from 200 years ago to find someone they could somewhat credibly criticize for moral failings.

“We had a tough time finding people we could feel superior to that are currently living,” said Leaf Rivers, a white BLM activist in Portland as he googled “how to tear down a statue if you don’t have any muscles.” “So, we were forced to turn to the archives. Sure enough, we feel a lot better about our own moral issues when we compare ourselves to the moral failings of people from centuries ago.”

“It’s the only way to keep any sense of self-righteousness.”

“Look how much better we are than these people from hundreds of years ago!” the baby murder supporters shouted as a statue of Frederick Douglass came tumbling to the ground. Their virtue-signaling accomplished, they then returned to protesting for a woman’s right to kill her unborn baby at any time for any reason.

Shooting leaves child dead near University Avenue, Pryor Road | 11alive.com Chafee said that investigators met with the vehicle’s occupants at the hospital. He said that the child received medical treatment at the hospital but did not survive her injuries. According to Chafee, the preliminary police investigation indicates that the girl was riding in a vehicle with her mother and an adult friend when they exited the interstate onto University Avenue. During the confrontation, Chafee said, the group opened fire on the vehicle, striking it multiple times, and hitting the girl inside. [continue reading…]


Heaven’s Mailroom

[Making the email/twitter/FB/Blog rounds] I dreamed that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said,”This is the Receiving Section.” Here, all petitions to Hashem*** said in prayer are received.

I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.
Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.

The angel then said to me, “This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.” I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.

Finally, at the farthest end of the long corridor, we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there idly doing nothing. “This is the Acknowledgment Section,” my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed. “How is it that there is no work going on here? ‘ I asked.

“So sad,” the angel sighed. “After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments”

“How does one acknowledge Hashem’s blessings? ” I asked.

“Simple,” the angel answered. “Just say, ‘Thank you, Hashem.'”

“What blessings should they acknowledge?” I asked.

“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy. ”

“And if you received this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity.”

“If you woke up this morning with more health than illness. You are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day.”

“If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.”

“If you can attend a Shul without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied and more blessed than three billion people in the world.”

“If your parents are still alive and still married, you are very rare.”

“If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you’re unique to all those in doubt and despair.”

OK, what now? How can I start?

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.

Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are

ATTN: Acknowledge Dept.

“Thank you, Hashem, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people with whom to share it.”

If you have read this story this far and are thankful for all that you have been blessed with, how can you not send it on?

I thank Hashem for everything, especially all my family and friends.

*** In casual conversation some Jews, even when not speaking Hebrew, will call God HaShem (השם), which is Hebrew for “the Name”

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2_B_R_0_2_B By Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

Everything was perfectly swell.

There were no prisons, no slums, no insane asylums, no cripples, no poverty, no wars.

All diseases were conquered. So was old age.

Death, barring accidents, was an adventure for volunteers.

The population of the United States was stabilized at forty-million souls.

One bright morning in the Chicago Lying-in Hospital, a man named Edward K. Wehling, Jr., waited for his wife to give birth. He was the only man waiting. Not many people were born a day anymore.

Wehling was fifty-six, a mere stripling in a population whose average age was one hundred and twenty-nine.

X-rays had revealed that his wife was going to have triplets. The children would be his first.

Young Wehling was hunched in his chair, his head in his hand. He was so rumpled, so still and colorless as to be virtually invisible. His camouflage was perfect, since the waiting room had a disorderly and demoralized air, too. Chairs and ashtrays had been moved away from the walls. The floor was paved with spattered dropcloths.

The room was being redecorated. It was being redecorated as a memorial to a man who had volunteered to die.

A sardonic old man, about two hundred years old, sat on a stepladder, painting a mural he did not like. Back in the days when people aged visibly, his age would have been guessed at thirty-five or so. Aging had touched him that much before the cure for aging was found.

The mural he was working on depicted a very neat garden. Men and women in white, doctors and nurses, turned the soil, planted seedlings, sprayed bugs, spread fertilizer.

Men and women in purple uniforms pulled up weeds, cut down plants that were old and sickly, raked leaves, carried refuse to trash-burners.

Never, never, never–not even in medieval Holland nor old Japan–had a garden been more formal, been better tended. Every plant had all the loam, light, water, air and nourishment it could use.

A hospital orderly came down the corridor, singing under his breath a popular song:

If you don’t like my kisses, honey,
Here’s what I will do:
I’ll go see a girl in purple,
Kiss this sad world toodle-oo.
If you don’t want my lovin’,
Why should I take up all this space?
I’ll get off this old planet,
Let some sweet baby have my place.

The orderly looked in at the mural and the muralist. “Looks so real,” he said, “I can practically imagine I’m standing in the middle of it.”

“What makes you think you’re not in it?” said the painter. He gave a satiric smile. “It’s called ‘The Happy Garden of Life,’ you know.”

“That’s good of Dr. Hitz,” said the orderly.

He was referring to one of the male figures in white, whose head was a portrait of Dr. Benjamin Hitz, the hospital’s Chief Obstetrician. Hitz was a blindingly handsome man.

“Lot of faces still to fill in,” said the orderly. He meant that the faces of many of the figures in the mural were still blank. All blanks were to be filled with portraits of important people on either the hospital staff or from the Chicago Office of the Federal Bureau of Termination. [continue reading…]