Monthly Archives: November, 2016

Screw Your Bill of Rights!

flagOur new President-elect apparently has no understanding of the Constitution or the Bill of Rights. I have previously pointed this out when he advocated depriving people of their right to keep and bear arms without due process if they were placed on the onerous “no-fly” list.

He proves it once again today with yet another demonstration of his lack of understanding and respect for fundamental rights. The First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution specifically protects free speech from government prosecution and persecution. The nation’s courts over the years have also ruled that state and local governments cannot infringe on these basic, fundamental liberties.

Amendment I. Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

That means that political speech is protected. That means the government cannot punish you for speaking out, for expressing an unpopular opinion, for criticizing your leadership, or even your country by burning her flag in effigy. That means no politician has the right to use government force to limit your criticism of America.

But hey, apparently Trump’s respect for the First Amendment lies somewhere below his respect for property rights.

It is a right. By its very nature a right does not infringe on others’ rights when exercised. The great Walter Williams wrote that rights exist simultaneously among people.

As such, a right imposes no obligation on another. For example, the right to free speech is something we all possess. My right to free speech imposes no obligation upon another except that of noninterference. Similarly, I have a right to travel freely. Again, that right imposes no obligation upon another except that of noninterference.

Burning our nation’s flag – as repulsive as it is to me as an Army veteran – is a right. It places no obligation on another when exercised and violates no one else’s rights by force.

You may be offended by the gesture, and I can’t say I blame you.

It’s offensive to me as an immigrant. It’s repugnant to me as someone who has served this nation and is willing to die for the principles it enshrines. But as I’ve so often told Special Snowflakes, you have no right not to be offended, and this fact holds true for everyone, including those of us who find flag burning a disgusting and disrespectful act, which it is.

Burning a flag is a symbol that expresses an idea, said the late Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia.

The pertinent part is at around the 8:00 mark. The man Trump will seek to replace on the Supreme Court understood the Constitution and recognized that burning the flag, as distasteful as we find it, is political speech. Protected political speech.

The great thing about this country is that our right to be the most pernicious of warts is protected by the Constitution. Our right to scream from the rooftops that we hate our government, that we abhor our troops, and that we despise our flag is enshrined in the Bill of Rights, because it is the most odious of expressions that need the most protection.

If we don’t strive to protect speech and expression with which we disagree, we will wind up being censored in the end.

Freedom is hard. Freedom means understanding that even the most repulsive expression is protected from government prosecution.

I honor the flag. I have served to protect the symbol of liberty – not the cloth – but what it represents, which includes the right to criticize our government in the most offensive way possible!

If we begin prosecuting individuals for speech we find abhorrent, just think of what the SJWs will do with that power!

“The idea that you have to be protected from any kind of uncomfortable emotion is what I absolutely do not subscribe to.”
John Cleese


Ohio State Stabbing (UPDATED – Aaaaaaaand its terrorism)

As I was scanning my news feed this morning, I read that there was an active shooter incident at Ohio State University. Knowing that initial reports are nearly always wrong, I waited to find out what really happened on the sprawling campus. I was right to do so. The only person who was shot was a “Somali refugee” who plowed his vehicle into a crowd of  Ohio State Students, and proceeded to go on a stabbing rampage, injuring at least nine before a police officer ventilated the bastard.

A police officer was on the scene within a minute and killed the assailant. “He engaged the suspect and eliminated the threat,” OSU Police Chief Craig Stone said.


The motive was unknown, but officials said the attack was clearly deliberate and may have been planned in advance.

“This was done on purpose,” Stone said.

grabbersWhile I and a number of news outlets that actually try to be responsible journalists waited for the details to come out, gun grabbing, sniveling fucktards such as Shannon Watts and Sheila Jackson Lee wasted no time calling for more gun control.


The school forbids guns on its campus, so the only recourse for students was to cower and barricade their classrooms.

But that didn’t stop these overly-excited, froth-flecked opponents of your rights from signalling their “concern” for the safety of all involved by screeching about our “lax” gun laws. I suppose if you call completely banning guns on campus “lax,” Shannon the Idiot Bloomberg Fellator Watts™ is right. Most of us with half a functioning brain, however, understand there’s nothing “lax” about a total ban on effective tools of self defense on campus.

It certainly didn’t stop the stabber, identified as 20-year-old Abdul Razak Ali Artan, from using a vehicle and a knife to attack his fellow students.

Note: Unlike other news clickbait sites, I will refrain from calling this a terrorist attack quite yet until I get more facts, although it does bear the marks. After all, both ISIS and al-Qaida have publicly called for supporters to use vehicles as weapons. (See: Terrorist attack in Nice, France)

The initial reports about the dead slime bag have already been shown to have been wrong. Initially, he was identified as Ali Muhammad. Gateway Pundit immediately jumped in with a helpful photo of the alleged perp, gotten from some guy on Twitter, who ostensibly got the profile picture from Facebook. There are still Internet rumors out there that the car is registered to Muhammad, which would mean Artan either stole it, or Muhammad was an accomplice, which makes me think “terrorist plot” rather than “odd crime of passion” or “mental illness.”

We do know he was in the country legally and lived in Pakistan for a while before coming to the United States. We know he was a student at OSU, that he was in his third year there studying logistics management, and that he was pretty religious, per his own words.


And reports vary as to the type of blade used to slash the victims. One media outlet said Artan wielded a machete.

However, if you want to see world’s stupidest headline, I’ve got the screen cap from the link above, which has since been changed to reflect less stupid.

No, seriously. WAT?

No, seriously. WAT?

Are we seriously so desperate to blame guns, that we are willing to publish this fuckery?

To their credit, they did remove the idiot headline shortly after I captured it, but really… What the hell?

In any case, the investigation is ongoing, and updates are rolling in, as more and more details emerge.

How much longer before we hear rumblings of “He was traumatized by Trump’s election and thought he would be deported, prompting him to attack his fellow students”?

But for now, my thoughts are with the victims. Here’s hoping everyone recovers.

UPDATE: It’s interesting to note my prediction of Trump Derangement Syndrome above. I was close. The Daily Beast didn’t disappoint with its “poor, scared Muslim” narrative.

Artan described himself as a pious and scared Muslim in an interview with the Ohio State student newspaper in August.

“I wanted to pray in the open, but I was scared with everything going on in the media,” he told The Lantern after transfering from Columbus State Community College. “I’m a Muslim, it’s not what the media portrays me to be. If people look at me, a Muslim praying, I don’t know what they’re going to think, what’s going to happen. But, I don’t blame them. It’s the media that put that picture in their heads so they’re going to just have it and it, it’s going to make them feel uncomfortable. I was kind of scared right now. But I just did it. I relied on God. I went over to the corner and just prayed.”

NBC News’s Pete Williams reported on-air that Artan made a Facebook post lamenting the treatment of Muslims worldwide just before the attack on Monday morning.

Poor, scared, sad, cupcake! He was scared to be a Muslim! It wasn’t his fault, you see. He was just all traumatized because RACISM!

Stand by. The Trump Derangement Syndrome may be coming as a defense yet!

UPDATE 2: Welp… it sure smells like terrorism.

Authorities are investigating an anti-U.S. rant posted on Facebook just minutes before the Ohio State University attack today that is believed to be linked to suspect Abdul Razak Ali Artan, sources told ABC News.

Appearing three minutes before the beginning of the rampage that left 11 people injured, the post reads: “I can’t take it anymore. America! Stop interfering with other countries, especially the Muslim Ummah. We are not weak. We are not weak, remember that.”

The post also invokes the name Anwar Al-Awlaki, a radical American-born al-Qaeda cleric, describing him as a “hero.” Al-Awlaki was killed in 2011 but his propaganda has been linked to several domestic terrorist attacks in the years after his death.

“If you want us Muslims to stop carrying lone wolf attacks, then make peace,” the post reads. “We will not let you sleep unless you give peace to the Muslims.”

Guest Post: SJWs Empowering Ugliness – Both Inside and Out

In the ever-continuing battle against Social Justice Warrior wankery takes us to the dank basements of their puny brains, in which they attempt to denigrate and demean every man for not cheapening their ideals by choosing the ugliest, the most worthless among them and lying to themselves and the world about their value.

I’ve written about this type of woman before – the type that fetishizes her victimhood and tries to force society to accept not her virtues, but her oozing sores!

Rob and I at the retirement of the best Command Sgt. Major I have ever had the privilege of knowing!

Rob and I at the retirement of the best Command Sergeants Major I have ever had the privilege of knowing!

As I have stated before, I’m hardly the supermodel type. I have my flaws, much like anyone else, and I claim them. I work to change them when appropriate, and I accept them when I can’t. I’m not supermodel thin – far from it – but I’m stronger than your average female, I hike, I shoot, and when needed, I can fight. I work hard at losing weight and keeping healthy, a feat made more difficult by a hypoactive thyroid post-treatment with radioactive iodine and poly-cystic ovarian syndrome. I’m not a stick figure. I have curves. But I eat right and I work out, to prevent blimpage.

I don’t worry about whether or not men find me attractive. It’s enough that my husband does. But I certainly don’t demand that men change their standards of what they consider beauty, just so I feel better about being overweight, and then call them names for not abiding by my diktats!

And now, my buddy Jon – a fellow military vet and writer – tells it from a man’s point of view. I urge you to read it, because you should have this perspective from someone who is marginalized by the SJW and Howler Monkey movement as sexist, misogynist, privileged, racist, *insert stupid label here*, but who is, in fact, an intelligent, loving husband and father who has something to say.


Even as feminazis screech from the battlements of Fortress Tolerance about how men are awful for not accepting every body style without hesitation, there are some musicians and performers understand that we the paying customers like to see certain things.
If women truly desired thin gawky useless pajama boys that parade around in urban outfitter murder hobo gear, there would be swathes of movies about such men. Instead what we see is Rambo, Thor, Dr. Strange, Creed, 13 Hours.

If all men truly were supposed to enjoy the feminist ideal of the female physique, then Ghostbusters the remake should have sold tickets and outsold every other movie in existence.

But it didn’t. Because all men are different. And different is not bad. My friend Jason is married to a lovely brunette reminiscent of Natalie Portman. Another friend, Roy, prefers southern women. I think his wife Cheryl could be considered the most perfect archetype of Southern Dame with whom I have ever been privileged to speak. I like musically talented blondes – I married a band geek. Or as my wife puts it – she’s a band geek who married the biggest jock she could find.

pigNonetheless, we chose those things for ourselves, and feminazis cannot stand choice – at least where other people are concerned. Why? Because so often those choices don’t include them. If you haven’t taken a look at Alexandra Erin, her writing, and her Twitter feed, go ahead and do so. Now ask yourself two questions:

1) Is there anything desirable about that personality? At all?
2) Is there anything physically desirable about that physique?

The answer to both – for me – is no. Rather than change unacceptable or unattractive behavior or appearance though, the modern feminazis refuse to admit fault with anything related to their current status in life. They are the epitome of zero-defect model carried out to its fullest. In their mindset, if they admit anything, physically or mentally even emotionally, is wrong with them, they are entirely invalidated as a person. More so, their movement is invalidated, and that cannot happen. Ever. Therefore nothing is wrong, and that 380 pound behemoth in trouble glasses with hair that looks like she got bukkaked by unicorns is entirely “normal” and “healthy.”

Nobody wants them around, for a long list of reasons, therefore the only means they feel that they have to gain the acceptance they crave is to force people to like and accept them. Hence all the stupidity of the last 3 years. I hear so much about fat shaming, but and very little about the fit women who get copious amounts of grief piled on them socially because they dare to post pictures of themselves in good shape and physical ability.

A progressive’s response to this would be, “Well Jon, you’re just being prejudiced against bigger women.”


My wife currently weighs as much as I do. Because of the stress and circumstances of the last year, she has not lost an ounce of pregnancy weight.

For a time she actually refused to have sex with me because she didn’t feel pretty enough to be in bed with me. The matter has since been rectified; I took her on a date, just the two of us, sat her down and said, “Honey, I love you. You are the mother of my children and my every fantasy. I burn for you in a way that can only be expressed with my actions. Weight can be lost over time, you’re still the woman who stole my heart at midnight on a beach in Hawaii.” There was no further arguing. Part of what will happen when we move to our new place is that we’ll be working together to both lose weight. She wants to wear a sexy red dress for the Birthday Ball next year. A professional seamstress I’m friends with will be getting a visit to her studio next summer to get my wife fitted with some of her brilliant handiwork. I personally would like to be 100 pounds lighter and be able to properly dance the night away with my bride.
We made that choice together, we choose to change together. It’s how relationships work and thrive and grow.

Having said all that, I turn back to my original point.

Who here has watched Britney Spears new music video “Slumber Party”? Don’t be embarrassed if you have. It’s a well-executed piece of work. Speaking as a father, I hope my daughter does not choose to flaunt herself in such fashion, mainly for her own dignity and peace of mind. The girl from the “Stacey’s Mom” music video walked away from a potential career in entertainment because she was so severely stalked by perverts. Speaking as a man, I appreciate the dancing ability and beauty displayed throughout Britney’s performance in the video. I admit that because as a man, I’m hard-wired that way.

The sight of a lovely lady exuding such a sensuous performance is one which pleases me – just as the sight of my wife dancing at the Birthday Ball in an evening gown made me extremely happy. Speaking as a Marine… thank God we live in America where women can wear whatever the hell they want! OORAH!

I continue to encourage the fight against these SJW types because I want for my son to grow up and express himself intelligently without being berated by these fascist jackasses just because he likes (as an example) a hot busty blonde in thigh high leather boots and a sexy mini dress. He should free to make that choice and enjoy it of his own accord. Just as I am free to make out with my wife playing some old Alabama, naughty Britney Spears and maybe a pinch of Prince.

Let the angry hippos high on Fortress Tolerance prattle and bray; we are bringing our mortars and howitzers into position. Let us tear them down and drive them from our midst, for we as a society can do quite a bit better without the feckless oxygen thieves in our midst.

Castro Assumes Room Temperature, Lefties Weep

I got the joyful news that Cuba’s Fidel Castro has finally kicked the bucket on Saturday morning when I woke up. In my mind, I could hear thousands upon thousands of Cubans rejoicing that the savage despot has finally checked out for good. Cuban exiles in Miami celebrated by marching in the streets, chanting, banging pots and pans, honking, playing salsa music, and waving Cuban flags. They knew and understood that they would never be free under Castro’s brutal communist regime. They fled the island for freedom.

Cuban exiles arrived much like my family did, not knowing the language, with no real assets, and no money in their pockets. And from their poverty they rose to become community leaders, millionaires, business owners, and real contributors to American society – things they couldn’t accomplish in Castro’s Cuba, despite Castro’s lofty promises to share wealth among all Latin American people. What the Cubans faced was empty store shelves, quality medical care only available to the elite and foreign visitors with dollars to drop, and an authoritarian lack of privacy and basic freedoms.

Donald Trump, to his credit, came out immediately and called Castro what he was – a “brutal dictator who oppressed his people.” No ifs, ands, or buts. It’s the truth.

venturaAnd yet, lefties idiots are mourning this vicious piece of rat dung as if he was some kind of hero of the people – a “hero” who locked up dissidents, journalists, political opponents, and defenders of human rights as some kind of pawns of the U.S. government, deprived them of humane treatment and medical care, and tried them in secret tribunals.

The idiot child Canadian Prime Minister, whose daddy had a cozy friendship with Castro, fondly lamented the communist dictator as “larger than life” and “a legendary revolutionary and orator.”

And the idiot former Minnesota governor Jesse Ventura lauded Castro as someone who was nice to him, ignoring wholesale the poverty, authoritarianism, and human rights abuses that were the hallmark of the regime for decades.

steinMeanwhile, the brainless bint of the Green Party passed full retard and full potato, and landed squarely in full rutabaga by tweeting about Castro symbolizing the struggle for justice “in the shadow of the empire” – the same “empire” she conned thousands of clueless ignorami of the Free Shit class into supporting her candidacy for President of.

Struggle for justice? Justice for whom? The elites and the foreigners with money who were the only ones able to get adequate medical care? The people who were refused the right to speak their minds and to criticize their government? The Cubans who existed on the bare minimum, without hope of climbing out of miserable poverty?

Oh, I forgot!

To idiots like Stein, misery and poverty are just fine, as long as everyone is suffering together!

Except they aren’t, are they?

The wonderful, courageous author and journalist Michael Totten, whose work I have admired since the mid-2000s, spent some time in Castro’s Cuba and compares the island to Elysium, the film in which a small group of elites lives in opulence and luxury far above the hoi poloi who live in squalor on Earth.

I had to lie to get into the country. Customs and immigration officials at Havana’s tiny, dreary José Martí International Airport would have evicted me had they known I was a journalist. But not even a total-surveillance police state can keep track of everything and everyone all the time, so I slipped through. It felt like a victory. Havana, the capital, is clean and safe, but there’s nothing to buy. It feels less natural and organic than any city I’ve ever visited. Initially, I found Havana pleasant, partly because I wasn’t supposed to be there and partly because I felt as though I had journeyed backward in time. But the city wasn’t pleasant for long, and it certainly isn’t pleasant for the people living there. It hasn’t been so for decades.

Outside its small tourist sector, the rest of the city looks as though it suffered a catastrophe on the scale of Hurricane Katrina or the Indonesian tsunami. Roofs have collapsed. Walls are splitting apart. Window glass is missing. Paint has long vanished. It’s eerily dark at night, almost entirely free of automobile traffic. I walked for miles through an enormous swath of destruction without seeing a single tourist. Most foreigners don’t know that this other Havana exists, though it makes up most of the city—tourist buses avoid it, as do taxis arriving from the airport. It is filled with people struggling to eke out a life in the ruins.

This is what Stein and her frothing, cretinous, scatterbrained supporters worship. It doesn’t matter to her that Castro’s promises were underpinned by complete suppression of free thought and opposition. She has zero fucks to give about the “socialism or death” slogan that has become the hallmark of Castro’s rule. She doesn’t understand the gruesome horror implied in such slogans – the fact that those who try to achieve, succeed, or rise above their origins would be murdered by the state.

Her ends outweigh the lives destroyed in the process of achieving them.

Jill Stein and her abhorrent ilk don’t care about progress. They don’t care about individuals striving to improve, to achieve, and to flourish. They want equality at any cost – progress and evolution be damned. If they cannot force the unwilling or the less capable to work to rise up to the achievements of those with more drive, more luck, more intelligence and ability, or more resources, they will cut the legs off those who can – the middle and upper classes – to bring them down to the level of dirt. It’s a Harrison Bergeron nightmare played out in real life – a life in which society descends to its lowest common denominator at the point of a government gun.

Communism destroyed Cuba’s prosperity, but the country experienced unprecedented pain and deprivation when Moscow cut off its subsidies after the fall of the Soviet Union. Journalist and longtime Cuba resident Mark Frank writes vividly about this period in his book Cuban Revelations. “The lights were off more than they were on, and so too was the water. . . . Food was scarce and other consumer goods almost nonexistent. . . . Doctors set broken bones without anesthesia. . . . Worm dung was the only fertilizer.” He quotes a nurse who tells him that Cubans “used to make hamburgers out of grapefruit rinds and banana peels; we cleaned with lime and bitter orange and used the black powder in batteries for hair dye and makeup.” “It was a haunting time,” Frank wrote, “that still sends shivers down Cubans’ collective spines.”

Thihavanas is what Jill Stein admires from the posh confines of her $8.5 million net worth existence after inheriting half-million dollars from her parents. This is what Jill Stein reveres having obtained an Ivy League education and spent her childhood in a well-off Chicago suburb, never having experienced medieval medical procedures without anesthesia, or days of privations and empty store shelves.

This is what the American left, that has never experienced need and shortages, admires in Castro – the man who held his country by the throat for decades and gagged any opposition that dared to expose his morally corrupt hypocrisy.

This is what they weep for.

This is what they applaud.

The moron PM from Canada Justin Trudeau tried to mitigate the damage after lauding the communist dictator as some kind of warm, fuzzy uncle, but the gauge remained at full retard.

“There are people who have many memories and who experienced a great deal of difficulty because of what happened in Cuba, and I am not minimizing any of that,” Trudeau said.

“The fact is Fidel Castro had a deep and lasting impact on the Cuban people. He certainly was a polarizing figure and there certainly were concerns around human rights. That’s something that I’m open about and that I’ve highlighted,” he added.

“But on the passing of his death I expressed a statement that highlighted the deep connection between the people of Canada and the people of Cuba.”

The clueless left mourns the oppressor, while those freed from his totalitarian oppression cheer and celebrate in the streets. Pretty ironic, considering the left claims to speak for the poor and downtrodden, while mourning the head of a government who kept them there at the point of a gun.

Par for the course.

A little bit of an update

A few days ago, I shared the story of Amy Dillon. I asked for your help, because Amy’s house got decimated by Hurricane Matthew. I appealed to veterans, active duty readers and gun rights advocates to band together to help this Marine and gun rights advocate rebuild. 

Her GoFundMe page is here

I also dangled a bit of a carrot in front of you. For every $25 donated to help Amy Dillon rebuild her home, you have a chance to win a rifle. An awesome rifle. 

The prize is a custom AR-15 rifle built entirely from parts donated by shooters across the nation, including scope, case and other accessories with an approximate retail value of $2,000. South Jordan, Utah, company Vigilante Arms is performing a custom Cerakote paint job done in Dillon’s favorite colors, crimson and grey while Springville-based Rangemasters of Utah is hosting the drawing and will handle the legalities of transferring the rifle to the prize winner, including background checks and shipping to an authorized dealer in the state of the winner’s residence.

Wanna see some pictures? I bet you do! Here’s what the prize looks like!

And for your chance to win, all you have to do is help a Marine and gun rights advocate rebuild her home!

I know the holidays are coming up, and money will probably be tight, and you will probably want to spend what you have on your loved ones. I get it. 

But as we approach the holiday season, I also hope you will consider helping someone whose holiday may not be the greatest this year – someone who has had her life devastated by a freak of nature – someone who spent 12 years in the service of this nation, and now spends her life defending your Second Amendment rights and helping people exercise them responsibly. 

I hope you will open your hearts to Amy – especially as the holidays approach. 

And if you do, you may just grab this beauty of a rifle as a prize!

In order to assist Staff Sgt Dillon and enter the raffle, donations should be made to her GoFundMe campaign:

Every $25 donated will be one raffle entry. In order to enter the raffle entrants must forward their receipt from GoFundMe to the following email address:

A confirmation email will be sent.

A Facebook page has been setup as the primary source of information for everything related to the fundraising effort.
It should be noted that the prize rifle will not be compliant with any state-level restrictions on so-called “assault weapons” or magazine capacity restrictions. Entrants should check their local laws before entry as entries from states where the prize rifle is prohibited will not be valid.

Ownership of the prize rifle will be transferred by a federally-authorized firearms dealer in accordance with all applicable laws including background check requirements.

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