What Did You Do in the Color Revolution, Male-Identifying Parental Unit?
https://townhall.com/columnists/kurtschlichter/2023/04/03/what-did-you-do-in-the-color-revolution-male-identifying-parental-unit-n2621441
It is prudent not to believe in conspiracy theories about our garbage ruling class because its members are generally too stupid to pull them off. After all, the only enduring success it has achieved has been failure. Those of us blessed with being kids in the 70s, 80s, or 90s got in at America’s peak, but great America is gone, and it’s been all a downhill ride to decrepitude and the death of the American dream since. This current lot, led by that semi-animate dust puppet in the White House, has been feeding off the corpse of the golden goose they killed. They are not elite; they are cultural scavengers.
And now, desperate to maintain the power and prestige they did not earn, they seek to disenfranchise and oppress us. Understand – they are fine with their bizarre weirdo minions murdering us, with unarmed little Christian kids collateral damage in their culture war. But the rest of us are armed – thank goodness, because in the future historians may begin their lectures “Yet, thanks to the wisdom of the Founders in making sure the Second Amendment was in the Bill of Rights, the conspiracy to wring the freedom out of America failed.”
And it is a conspiracy, though it’s not being executed by some well-tuned, complex machine but, rather, a collection of pinkos, perverts, and potential Pol Pots that are acting in semi-concert to undermine everything the country should be about. They call this kind of campaign a “Color Revolution” when it happens overseas. It’s always got the same elements. A manufactured consensus about the rightness of the (leftist) cause. A committed coterie of hardcore activists with eager media coverage trying to make an angry minority appear to be a majority. Shaming and social controls keep the weaker elements of the opposition from acting. Lawfare, where possible – who cares if the statute of limitations ran or it’s not even a real crime? It’s not about the law. It’s about power. Build a sense of inevitability about a takeover and then…take over.
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just ...
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are ...
So It Was Pretty Much Exactly Ten Years Ago This Very Day: A Short Story
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my sister met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"She played one of her l favorite funny tricks on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And the she would completely deny it. The first time she ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are manipulative. What is it you really want?"
"And ...