A Reign of Terror...

 "To condone or excuse murder is to be an accessory after the fact. To instigate murder by means of demonization of half the country is to put the gun or knife into the killer's hands. To pretend that you had nothing to do with it is cowardice of a sort that requires it's own, unique form of death penalty..." -- The Overlord

I had been preparing a killer essay on the depravity of the leftist culture in the western world this week when news of the shooting of Charlie Kirk flashed through my newsfeeds.

It was at this point that I had decided that whatever I was writing at that moment was suddenly crap. 

I hadn't gone far enough in my condemnations.

It was bad enough that yesterday marked the anniversary of 9/11, an event that changed me -- and my country, in retrospect -- for the worst.

It was just as bad that the main theme of my aborted screed was the senseless murders of a Ukrainian immigrant and a veterinary professor at the hands of career criminals and mental patients.

It became the worst of all when you realize that a guy who just talked to the other side got killed for just talking. Any trying to make sense of the insane and inexplicable vanished at that moment. The realization -- we are at war -- returned. It is a war for the human soul; a battle for the common decency that we all wish to achieve; a campaign for the very soul of Western Culture.

The War started long ago, true, but the only bombs flying were verbal. Now, the reality of just what sort of war we're in was driven home in just the last few weeks. There have been real casualties taken. Real lives snuffed out, representatives of what normalcy and comity, hope and revitalization, a realization that life is to be lived free of fear and hatred, stupidity and rancor, regardless of how difficult we may find the struggle, killed before our very eyes.

In a sense, we are all Charlie; we are all Iryna; we are all Julie now.

The Forces of Chaos have declared their intent; we are all targets. It doesn't mater why -- politics, race, gender, sexual preference, religion, there is no subject which doesn't enrage someone to the point of murder.

Those Forces are manifest. The clues as to it's malignancy were floating before our eyeballs for quite some time, whether it was Muslim terrorism, ANTIFA, BLM, the democratic party's dramatic slide into insanity, rampant crime, soft prosecutors, riots, election cheating, repressive pandemic measures, an increased surveillance and censorship of everyone and everything. 

We ceased being America some time ago, But like the patient on life support, with his family agonizing over the decision to pull the plug, we held out hope that something would change.

No. The Forces of Chaos have let us know they're not only willing to pull that plug; they're willing to burn the whole fucking hospital down in the process.

I've just written "we ceased being America some time ago" and what I mean by that was the need for a feeling of security post-9/11 led us to accept some of the most-freedom-crushing regimes. Whether it was taking your shoes off at the airport, having the federal government pay stricter attention to your financial transactions, increased "security" everywhere, to your movements being tracked like never before. Freedom was chipped away at, piece by tiny piece, and the peculiar part of the process was that the people who screamed the loudest about it all were the ones who doubled down on it, turned it into art form and then weaponized it all.

The left's original complaints about the Patriot Act wasn't that it was the road to a loss of civil liberties.

No, their complaint was that they didn't get to use it first.

But things began their inevitable slide sideways soon after.

A mixed-race asshole with no talent except reading the speeches really smart white guys stuffed into his teleprompter came along and sold us all a bill of goods. he was going to heal the planet; he was going to eliminate the scourge of racism; he was going to fundamentally change America into some kumbaya vision.

But mostly, he convinced his brain-dead legions that he was going to flip society upside down -- the High would become the Low, the Low would become the High (they already were, but mostly on drugs), and all the evils of the world would be corrected by his divine intervention.

He was full of shit, naturally, because talentless hacks are always full of shit. The ability to bullshit is how talentless hacks manage to rise in the first place.

And, of course, he did none of those things.

He did not re-order society in favor of the downtrodden (who are downtrodden mainly because they're ridiculously stupid), and so the downtrodden were mightily pissed. He did not eliminate racism: he heightened it, turning the heat up ever-so-slightly over a decade, like that experiment with the frog and the boiling water. We weren't humans, anymore, but things that could be categorized. 

The categories were: racists, xenophobes, homophobes, "bitter clingers", the religious.

And then came a horror worse than any seen before, where a fat, ugly -- inside and out -- terribly bitter woman (although far be it from to misgender a fucking hippo) came along and added new categories to the talentless hack's list -- a basket of deplorables, if I recall.

But then came the biggest joke to ever win(?) an election, and his token mixed-race female, decrying the 'extremists', the 'Nazis', the 'Fascists', on one occasion doing so in front of a set that looks like it came straight from a Leni Riefenstahl movie. One wonders if the man was even aware of what he was saying, considering his mental acuity was on par with that of an Irish Setter, and if it was really just like that episode of Star Trek where they drugged the fool up just enough to get him to read a speech...full of extremism, racism, and fascism.

And in the meantime, new categories of people had sprung up -- 'migrants', 'trans', 'victims of unjustified police shootings', and the list continues to grow, and with the threat of a pandemic created by the same government, we were told we needed to be protected from 'misinformation' and 'disinformation' that required outright conspiracy between the brain-damaged ersatz president, the organs of government and private conglomerates in traditional and social media to create a Soviet-style Ministry of Information. We needed to support a war in a country most people couldn't give a shit about to "save" democracy or something while it was being raped here on a daily basis.

But really, we had to so that no one in that shitty country would spill the beans on what the (p)resident and his family were up to with their influence peddling operation.

And then the token mixed-race female who was supposed to spread 'joy', which was a completely impossible task for someone whose only experience of spreading anything was of her legs or chlamydia, lost an election that wasn't even close, and the cries of 'racism!', 'sexism!', 'Fascism!' began anew, only louder, shriller, and with much more hysteria.

Everyone who wasn't on Team Chaos was a Nazi, you know. Anyone who didn't get with the program of the demented left wanted to kill children, separate families, frogmarch the gays and the trannies to the ovens. That none of that occurred during the first term of the Bad Orange Man, a habit he seems to have carried over to his second term, was to be ignored.

He may not be DOING it, but he's certainly THINKING it, they convinced themselves. And that's all the proof you needed to have to believe that the resurgence of Bad Orange Man was a deadly threat to everything: it would be World War Three. Why, you could rest assured that you couldn't enter a woman's locker room with your schlong hanging out and stuff tampons up your ass to fake menstruation in peace, anymore. 

This man was returning life to something like normalcy and this would not do. The Forces of Chaos had invested blood, sweat, tears and a lot of other people's money into creating this fabulous disorder, and by Marx, they were going to fight to keep it!

They had unleashed, after all, a considerable program of serial acts of terrorism: riots over dead criminals, the fake hysteria raised by 'white supremacy', doxxing, harassing their enemies in the streets, restaurants and theaters, hollowing out American cities, boycotts, Cancel Culture, MeToo, fat unfuckable women with acne and purple hair shaving themselves (finally!) and threatening to withhold sex that nobody wanted in the first place. Unleashing the criminal element, the mentally insane, the confused and angry trannies.

It was only a matter of time before someone got killed.

It was only a matter of time before someone really took notice.

Because at the end of the day, all the Left really has going for it is violence. All those storefront reverends don't give a fuck about civil rights or racism; their  power comes from the illusion that they hold the leash on a pack of rabid dogs. The feminazis don't care about equality; their power comes from making nuisances of themselves. The kollege kids don't really care about anything, be it Palestine or Pussy Hats, they mainly do it for the free A's from Professor Hippie and because it's a means of lifting one's social status among people who really haven't much of either, and who are pissed off that they bought the Big Lie of spending borrowed money to emerge from the institution dumber and more-useless than when they entered it.

For the last few days my eyes and ears have been subjected to the usual gaslighting these fucking idiots usually resort to: they accuse Charlie Kirk of using 'inflammatory language'; the violence is all because Donald Trump is still breathing; Iryna Zarutska is dead because racism; if only the people NOT inciting and committing violence would only "lower the temperature", say the people whose icon once told them 'if they bring a knife, we bring a gun', these 'tragedies' would not occur.

And here the people who are so concerned with language have got it wrong.

'Tragedies' occur all on their own, at random, without careful planning regarding where to shoot from,. selecting your target, how to escape and writing a manifesto beforehand. This is the wrong word.

Terrorism is what it is.

Essentially, they're saying "please, make us stop killing you" as a means of acquiring or continuing something they can't get any other way. If you won't give us what we want, we'll simply HAVE to go on killing you.

And then they ask for unity?

No, it's way past time that the democratic (small 'd' intentional) party and it's multi-colored array of barnacles -- the trans, ANTIFA, BLM, DSA, the professional bureaucracy that has subverted the law and dictated American policy on everything from how many rat turds you can 'safely' have in your Twinkies to how many untested vaccines you are required to inject to keep your job -- be considered for exactly what they are.

Terrorist organizations.

And treated accordingly.

And just a reminder to our lefty friends: if you're all hot for civil war, consider just how badly you will lose when I remind you of who your 'footsoldiers' are: gang-bangers who manage to shoot everyone except who they're aiming at; frat boys and sorority girls who are good at making signs and shouting slogans, but little else; welfare queens who can hardly waddle 20' before getting pregnant again; gay men in dresses confused by their own genitals; aging hippies high on CBD oil and sporting creaky prostates and weak bladders; all led by the likes of an AOC, Omar, Tlaib, Pelosi, Crockett, Schumer, Jeffries, Booker, people who, on a good day, can muster up enough intellectual firepower to fart, and billionaires who are all hot to support a social justice cause for the PR value, but who will quickly retreat into their fortified mansions just as soon as someone comes after their money.

You are destined to lose. Best to give it up now, before the real trouble starts.

Because the people you need to fear are not the sort that are in and out of prison; its the sort that keeps quiet until it has been pushed beyond tolerance.