You Only Had to Listen

With attention still rooted on Baltimore’s black Tupperware party, I thought it interesting to note some of the demands for tribute, or euphemistically calls for ‘reconciliation,’ that have already begun to percolate up from the cinders. Several politicians and popinjays have identified the root causes of the riots: high unemployment, poor schools, police mistreatment, and…

Swords and Shields

So long, Baltimore. Watching yet another old liberal city choke on its virtue we are again vividly reminded that, unlike climate change, smoldering ruins aren’t exactly a social construct. And while decorum demands we never acknowledge what the diversity bonfire reveals, there remain some tangential observations for loose tongues to hazard. Specifically, those indifferent to…

Baltimora

Jungle life, I’m far away from nowhere On my own like Tarzan Boy Hide and seek, I play along while rushing cross the forest Monkey business on a sunny afternoon –Tarzan Boy by Baltimora Monkey business on a sunny afternoon. That’s a fair summation of jungle life in contemporary Baltimora. Though as we watch the…

Rubio Owns Adelson

I was thinking today how fortunate to not be placed in a position of such acute civic embarrassment. To not suffer the humiliation and outrage of watching one’s leaders genuflect before the imperious masters of a hostile tribe. Frankly, we jewish people have every cause to be livid. If the husk of your Christian soul…

A Trillion Africans by 2350

Africa’s starving children need your help today! I suppose that will be the furtive imploration of Earth’s four remaining white liberals to their six conservative counterparts in the 24th century. This appeal occurring within the rank depths of their sunless shared guano-cavern. A habitat made necessary after every square inch of topside real estate becomes…

Adjö Sverige

History is replete with long winding paths. And to imagine that a particular cultural fashion has no precedent is probably akin to believing your grandparents didn’t have sex. There is very little the heavens haven’t seen. Yet even primed with that caution, it is difficult to digest the premise that there has ever been a…

We’re with the Government and We’re Not Here to Help

I just inadvertently read an article by Jonah Goldberg at National Review. That your opinion of me might wane from such profligate waste of precious time would be understandable. We’re only on Earth for so long, and moments spent reading him could have been more usefully deployed counting fibers in the carpet. National Review is,…

A Niggardly Pursuit of Happiness

A brief post tonight as I am presently consumed in reflective ennui at the unbearable whiteness of indie music. This particular racial grievance being unearthed by a Noah Berlatski, who is of an ethnicity few will find startling. This is how deep the left has deforested civilization. They have actually reached the point of snivelling…

The Courage to Toss Critics in the Clink

I was struggling today. Struggling to maintain a stoic demeanor in the hot visceral rush of anticipation. I imagine you will feel similarly upon learning that The Bernanke (Shalom) will release his self-congratulatory memoir The Courage to Act in October. “What form did this monetary valor take?” you may dimly wonder as fingertips caress the…

The Meanness of the Mean

One of the leper’s bells of the left is its ostentatious displays of umbrage at the obvious. That an observation may be as mundane as it is incontrovertible can hardly be cause for bland consent. For even the most insipid can brim with bias–the inanimate a vessel of malice. Even things of so little agency…