This is kind of an update to Tuesday’s post.
It is awfully curious why the mayor would demand that a police precinct be abandoned for the mob to loot and burn, destroying everything in the evidence room.
It’s ridiculous to believe politicians could be involved in anything unethical, illegal, or evil, right? It’s also ridiculous to believe Epstein killed himself, but here we are.
ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED ON JUNE 10 AT THE LOFTUS PARTY.
American law bans troops from engaging in political activism while in uniform. But that hasn’t stopped the Department of Defense from openly promoting troops who are advocating for “black pride” while in uniform. A June 9 press release from the 113th Wing of the Washington, D.C. Air National Guard praised Spc. Khaled Abdelghany for doing so.
“D.C. National Guardsman goes viral, uses his platform to enact change” is the headline on the press release. Here are some excerpts from the PR, starting with the opening paragraph.
A video of a D.C. National Guardsman went viral online when he was seen on video chanting “I’m black and I’m proud,” while supporting the civil unrest mission in Washington, D.C.
A few paragraphs later:
Armed with only a shield and protective gear, and with orders to hold the line, he stood face to face with his community members during a painful moment in our nation’s history. He stood there with his shield low and ready, so that protesters could speak to him and express their pain.
Abdelghany interacted with the protesters and let them know about the role of the D.C. National Guard, and that the Guard was there to keep the protesters safe, so they could peacefully exercise their First Amendment rights.
“As a black African American member of the community, and also as a black African American member of the military, D.C. Guard, it has been like hard, heavy, especially with what’s been going on with George Floyd’s death on camera,” said Abdelghany. “It’s been hard for all of us. It’s not just me, there’s a lot of other of my peers that feel heavy, feel hurt, feel aching pain and they also want change. It’s just really hard to find a way to kind of deal with both given the fact that you’ve signed a contract with the military.”
In times of conflict, he reminds himself to “follow what you believe in, follow your heart, and just try to do the right thing as much as possible.”
During one of his shifts, he was captured on video chanting along with protesters, “I’m black and I’m proud,” which was soon shared online and, at the time of publishing, had received more than 15 million views on Twitter.
“I felt that my heart was speaking out emotionally and it really just happened that way,” said Abdelghany about his reaction to seeing the video online. “It was in the moment, and I saw truth in everybody that was standing out there. And I understood exactly what they were going through.”
Not only is the DOD openly promoting servicemen advocating for “black pride” while in uniform, but it is celebrating them connecting with people in foreign nations and building race-based alliances in the process of this political activism:
During the civil unrest mission, Abdelghany had many interactions with protesters, all of them positive. After the video went viral, he has connected online with people from D.C., as well as Germany, Dubai, Australia and Egypt.
One protester who locked eyes with him on the protest line and gave Abdelghany a bottle of water. The protester later found him on Facebook, where they had a back-and-forth discussion on ways they can come together to help the black community in D.C.
They connected over their love of basketball and are in the beginning stages to plan a community event, once COVID-19 regulations allow them to safely do so, that features a basketball game, black vendors and getting black youth groups involved.
With his newfound platform, he wants to use his voice for positive change. “It’s overwhelming but we have to find strength. We have to find unity together to bring change. Immediate change,” said Abdelghany.
“I’m in this uniform, on this side, to make a real change for my black community. I hold myself responsible to do the right thing by protecting the people of D.C., along with securing my part for real progress within the city,” he said. “For my black and brown people, know that I love you and that I am very humbled and honored for the love and support that you have given me and continue to give me. I’m black and I’m proud. Peace and love. Black lives matter.”
Read the entire press release at DVIDS.
Top Photo: Spc. Khaled Abdelghany, 273rd Military Police Company, District of Columbia National Guard, stands in front of the D.C. Armory in Washington, D.C June 9, 2020. Photo by Staff Sgt. Anthony Small, 113th Wing D.C. Air National Guard.
Note: The appearance of U.S. Department of Defense (DoD) visual information does not imply or constitute DoD endorsement.
After the whole Jeffery Epstein clown show, it’s uncertain we’ll ever know the whole truth about any big or controversial story. The Democrat/Media Machine suppresses more news than they report on.
There are also plenty of LARPing trolls and agents provacateur masquerading as right-wingers and trying to deceive us from a different angle, too. So I can’t vouch for all of the memes, video, or other information below. I do think it’s interesting, though, and possibly worth looking at to make up your own mind about. If you want to research it and let me know what you find, I may publish your conclusions.
After ultimately failing to frame General Flynn and other Trump affiliates, and failing their coup attempt against the President himself via a farce of an impeachment, the Machine then fought against a travel ban which could have prevented the Wuhan Virus from spreading across the USA. Swamp politicians, despite having a glut of hospital beds for virus patients, intentionally subjected nursing home residents to infected carriers, while encouraging people to attend festivals and parades and insisting that there was no danger posed by the Wuhan virus.
Those same Deep State tools suddenly reversed their position 180 degrees, using bogus inflated death numbers to justify illegal power grabs, tanking the economy, and massive voter fraud. None of that apparently hurt Trump’s approval numbers enough, though.
Then, on May 25, an apparently evil cop with a long record of abusing his authority (but protected by a police union nonetheless) came to the Machine’s rescue.
Looks like this wasn’t just meant for an American audience.
There’s also this curious photo of George Floyd on the Obama Foundation’s Twatter account, posted before anyone had ever heard of George Floyd. It’s subsequently been explained away as a retroactive avatar, and deleted from that account. Having quit FascistBorg and Twatter long ago, and with too weak a stomach to read/listen to anything the Obamanible Hussein says, I can’t confirm or deny the cover story.
Many have pointed out that the face of the officer Chauvin in the mugshot has distinct differences from the face of the Officer Chauvin in the now-infamous photo of George Floyd’s murder-in-progress. Different hairline, different ears, etc.–even though there is a resemblance between the two. Also, the other officers on the scene may have been rookies on their first day–not familiar enough with Chauvin to know if it was actually him or a stand-in.
If you really want to fall down the rabbit hole, watch this woman’s short clip:
Could Chauvin–a guy with a reputation as a bad cop, have been the patsy for a pre-planned incident designed to spark off the tinderbox?
If you believe Building 7 of the World Trade Center collapsed (exactly as it would in a controlled demolition) because it was struck by burning debris, then maybe you believe George Floyd simply tripped and fell on the street, accidentally landing under the knee of Officer Chauvin just as the cop happened to be taking an eight minute break behind the police vehicle. Both explanations are equally plausible.
MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD
“Hockey Man” (by Virtual Pulp’s Henry Brown) is about a gentleman who attends an Antifa Peaceful Protest. But he doesn’t attend to help the communists. Instead, his plans are much different.
“Hockey Man” appears in Appalling Stories 4, which was published in December of 2019. So it preceded the current events we currently are witnessing. Also, as full disclosure if you don’t already know, I too contributed to AS4.
As the story draws the reader in, one of the things that stands out about the protagonist is that he clearly is not like so many people we see in the real world. Why’s that? Because he isn’t joining Antifa or meekly backing down from the terrorist group. He’s someone who has chosen a starkly different option. And from there the story explodes.
“Hockey Man” is a tale about a hero who’s driven into drastically acting because he no longer can put up with what is going on around him. It’s a story about an American who no longer can sit idly by when no one else will stand up to injustice.
Fans of men’s adventure magazines will enjoy it. And frankly, so should a lot of other people. Like action? “Hockey Man” has it. Like a tactically descriptive war tale? “Hockey Man” is it. Like a tale that unabashedly has good guys and bad guys? “Hockey Man” has that too.
Stories where fact meets fiction (or fiction meets fact) are often interesting. And “Hockey Man” definitely is fast-paced, thrilling fiction that preceded real-world events. Pick up Appalling Stories 4 today. Read it and the other great tales in the anthology.
Subtitle: Survival, Civilization, and the Socio-Sexual Hierarchy.
You could just as easily pitch this concept as “Red Pill Masculinity meets prepper fiction.”
An electromagnetic pulse (EMP) takes the power grid out, stranding a random cross-section of people at a rustic old motel in the mountains. Fortunately for them, the motel owner is a prepper, and the place is wired to go off-grid during just such an emergency. But that doesn’t mean the reset of civilization will be a picnic.
The people at the motel find themselves colonists, of a sort, in this dangerous new world. But most of the problems and dangers they will face are caused by human nature, stripped down to its raw essence when the SHTF.
Here’s an excerpt provided by the author:
“I think we’ve just suffered an EMP—or electromagnetic pulse,” Luke said. “For those of you who haven’t heard about an EMP, it’s basically a weapon that ruins all modern electronics in a specified radius. I have no idea how large the radius is in this instance, so I don’t know how much of the country has been affected. I do know a high-altitude atomic blast above the state of Kansas would affect all the continental United States as well as parts of Canada and Mexico.”
“What does all that mean?” the white woman asked, with an irritated tone.
Luke took a deep breath. “Almost nothing in the USA…civilian or military…is hardened against an EMP. I don’t know how to sugar-coat this: we’ve just been bombed back to the Stone Age.”
“You said you don’t know how much area is affected,” one of the Middle Eastern men pointed out.
“True that,” Luke replied. “But there was some evidence in recent days of hostility from China. They have the capability of detonating a high-altitude nuke above Kansas. It could possibly be a different nuclear-capable nation, or a terrorist organization. So, I have my hunch, but can’t say for certain whether it’s limited or nationwide.”
“We just heard a car start,” the other Middle Eastern man said.
Luke nodded. “In general, pre-‘solid state’ electronics are safe from an EMP. So, some older vehicles, or vehicles that have been hardened against an EMP, will still run.”
The group exploded with questions and demands. One he was able to discern had to do with whose vehicle they just heard starting. He ignored it and most others to focus on a comment from the white dad.
“There are children here,” the obese slug said. “You can’t go slinging careless remarks like ‘we’re in the Stone Age now’ or ‘all our electronics are fried.’ People are scared enough without wild exaggerations. You don’t know what’s going on.”
Luke looked directly at him. “I’ll sperg it out for your benefit, then: technically, we’ve been bombed back to the ‘60s or ‘70s. However, nearly all the electronics in existence back then has been replaced with ‘solid state’ technology. The old ‘obsolete’ stuff has been scrapped. That means that even the technology people had in the mid-20th Century is gone, now. We can’t fall back to that stage of civilization because all that infrastructure, and the know-how to build and maintain it, has been abandoned. You could say we’ve just been set back to the 1800s, but we’re not even there, really. We’ve got no horse-drawn wagons, no steam locomotives, and I’ll bet none of you know how to churn butter or knit a sweater. All that is lost, too. Civilization just got reset. I know it’s tough to swallow, but I’m telling you like it is now, because you’re going to have to adapt fast if you want to live.”
In one aspect at least, this is like the “adult westerns” and “men’s fiction of the 1980s: It has graphic sex. For those who haven’t read that old-school men’s fiction, I don’t mean “tasteful love scenes” written in a flowery style that leaves some detail to the imagination, and people don’t even have bodies but only “frames.” Nope. This is how you might hear intercourse described in the barracks or the locker room. It’s not as raunchy as some of Lou Cameron’s (writing as Ramsay Thorne) Renegade series, but it’s more than what most readers are probably used to.
I cut my teeth on Len Levinson novels, so “mature audience” stuff isn’t necessarily a deal-breaker for me. It’s easy to skip over these scenes (I think there’s about five of them, give-or-take). But frankly, some of Lothbruk’s colorful metaphors and phrases during the sex scenes are hilarious. Feminist heads will explode from reading these…or pretty much any other part of this book. No demographic is handled with kid gloves, in fact The author, like his main character, just doesn’t care who it offends.
What sets this apart from vintage men’s adventure is it is modern “red pill” outlook, that is in sync with the Manosphere like no other fiction I’m aware of. It’s very conscious of the socio-sexual hierarchy, hypergamy, game, frame, “the rationalization hamster” (though I don’t think it is called that in the book)…and the alpha of the colony winds up with a “harem” before it’s all over. Plus, there’s some R/K selection and generational theory sprinkled in.
I would describe the prepper fiction of James Wesley Rawles as novels built around reviews of survival gear (based on the one book that I read). Berber Lothbruk’s prepper/survival fiction is built around diverse characters, their interactions, and their roles from an anthropological perspective. I thought the story had a strong concept, and was executed pretty well.
However, publishing has been corrupted like everything else and the industry is now by, for, and about women. And not just tradpup/legacy publishing from the Big Five. Most (like 99% of) independent authors conform to the Blue Pill Storytelling Doctrine. Even from right-leaning authors, you’re mostly spoon-fed the same old Strong Independent Womyn tropes, virtue-signaling to the LGBTWTF Mafia, etc. Thanks to all that, masculine men rarely read anything that’s not either online, or 100+ years old.
So, even without considering the usual SJW thought-policing at Amazon, the bovine feminized cancel culture that permeates our society is probably going to bury this book so far down into e-book obscurity that it can never be discovered by readers who might actually enjoy it. Doomsday Inn took a big “social proof” hit with it’s very first review–a one-star rating by a woman who has probably never been exposed to anything so unapologetically “misogynist.” With the very first review so negative, Doomsday Inn is likely doomed for good. However, there’s no doubt I will read this one again when the mood strikes.
“You know, it had potential. There are loads of these types of books but the story here had a good angle. The writing isn’t bad, either…
…When I got to: “she had a damn nice turd-cutter” I decided that was more than enough. That was disgusting…
…It included a misogynistic tone which, although the male characters were portrayed as fairly rough around the edges, bled through past what the characters were thinking…”
I’m not sure how intentional Paul Hair was about paying tribute to Indiana Jones with this story, but I couldn’t help making comparisons while reading it (specifically to Kingdom of the Crystal Skull and Raiders of the Lost Ark). However, it’s more than just a pastiche or fan fiction.
The author uses pulp adventure to thematically concentrate on the old axiom: “Power corrupts; and absolute power corrupts absolutely.” Which, I guess, would have made it a candidate for a spot in some of the classic adventure magazines in the heyday of pulp fiction. Except that Hair weaves in some more modern elements–like a couple typical Current Year college students assisting on the quest.
Plot-wise, The Chosen One is almost formulaic…until you get to a big twist that I honestly wasn’t expecting. Having communicated with Paul a little bit (he does blog here, occasionally) I wouldn’t figure him as an author who likes moral ambiguity. But I just don’t know for sure which character’s perspective he endorses.
There is some ideology that pops up in the story, but it’s on the subtle side, compared to his flash fiction. When I get political in my prose, I tend to use a sledgehammer. So do some of the other authors who contributed to this anthology. That’s not how Paul tackles it, unless I’m just dense. You might find yourself pondering and questioning long after you finish reading the story…which could be the author’s core purpose in writing it.
Some of the tales in Appalling Stories 4 are super-quick reads. But this one’s got some meat on it. I thought it was a fun read.
This is more of a preview than a review, of the last tale in Appalling Stories 4, that I originally titled “Street-Fighting Man.” But the editor thought it should be simply “Hockey Man” since that is what the main character is called, when guised as his alter-ego.
Nick Polgar leads a double life. By day (normal days, anyway) he codes at a cubicle in silicon Valley for a typical SJW Big Tech junta. But when there is some head-busting to do during demonstrations (which turn into urban melees), he rampages through the streets as “Hockey Man.”
The former “goon” and “enforcer” on the ice armors up and wields a hockey stick in battle, putting his brawling experience to use against Antifa Blackshirts and other communist rioters–just like the ones burning America’s cities down lately in real life.
This yarn is more straight-up action than the others in Appalling Stories 4, and probably one of the longest in the anthology, too.
In this dystopian yarn set in the near-future California, we get a dialog between a politician and his assistant about some economic issues.
Writing satire is becoming increasingly difficult. In order for it to not be confused with straight political drama, or the transcript of a Project Veritas recording, you really have to push it over the top.
“Arnie wondered if there could be a relationship between the decreasing income and increasing number of wealthy people and businesses leaving the state. He made a mental note to set up a committee to investigate.”
“No politician has ever lied to the public and I don’t intend to start. Trust me.”
Can’t you just picture Leslie Nielsen deadpanning lines like those? Those are just two of a cluster that got increasingly funny until I was literally laughing out loud.
And yet…in a few more months, this particular satire might be indistinguishable from reality, too.
This tale can also be found in Appalling Stories 4.
Appalling Stories 4 is full of yarns that seem to be getting more and more relevant as the year 2020 grinds on. This one is no exception. Themes include the Islamification of America, the cowardice and complicity of”woke” capital in the US decline, and the commercialization of classic western art/culture.
Our hero is just a guy who appreciates Gershwin’s music, but doesn’t appreciate it being cheapened into a ditty for TV advertisements. Let me assure you: this guy takes his music seriously, and he’s not one to give up easily.
Quick and funny. This protagonist sure can turn lemons into lemonade. I wonder if he reads George Hayduke while listening to George Gershwin.
It didn’t take long for one of the self-appointed Thought Cops (who perpetually lurk around Amazon in their tireless crusade against wrongthink) to point and shriek once Appalling Stories 4 was published.
I have pretty much given up posting reviews at the Bulldyke Merchant, or commenting. I’ll do it here since Bezos can’t put his thumb on this little scale. Here we go:
“There is often a point in a teenager’s life when he wants to shock everybody with how edgy and offensive he can be.”
Here in the first sentence this individual has already resorted to personal insults. She is obviously outraged that somebody with the wrong ideology was allowed to publish a book.
“Now imagine physically-grown individuals who never grew past emotional adolescence who think that stuff is still cool.”
Okay, imagining… Oh, wow! There’s Spike Lee! And Martin Scorcese!
“Now imagine that for hundred and ninety-plus pages.”
Well, at least she looked at the product page before she began to screech.
“The tone of each story consistently equivocates scrofulous sneering for wit, ham-fisted sanctimony for satire, and a conviction of supercilious superiority so thick that it practically drips off each electronic page.”
Translation: “I stalked one of the authors and learned from their blog/social media status that these unwoke counterrevolutionaries had the audacity to publish something! Of course, it is my civic duty to torpedo such thoughtcrime however I can, since we’re at least one election cycle away from being able to burn books like these and arrest the authors. Meanwhile: notice my literary panache as I string together several multi-syllable words, with some alliteration thrown in for good measure! Aren’t you impressed? It is I who is the clever, witty, talented one!”
“Many writers here clearly were aiming for George Carlin but fell short by several orders of magnitude.”
Picking up a strong boomer vibe here. Boomers are the best at everything, you see–comedy, film making, outsourcing jobs overseas, normalizing sexual perversion–but especially literary satire! Nobody measures up to the boomer legacy, but naturally these unwashed rube authors must have been trying to.
“The greatest doom for a satirist is that their writings disclose to the world that they are no better than the opponents they wish to mock, at which point the gig is up- flipping through these stories, one tends to come to the conclusion that the gig was over before it began.”
But enough about George Carlin, John Lithgow and Garry Trudeau. I guess when you foam at the mouth during a tantrum, the spittle can land on anybody.
“If it is subversive stories you wish to read, your money might be better spent watching a Richard Pryor special or reading one of George Carlin’s books.”
Yup: boomer for sure–and evidently has tingles for George Carlin. Probably owns the full Carlin stand-up collection on DVD and quotes from the routines at Starbucks and after yoga.
“If you wait a couple of decades, maybe these authors will have finally become adults with something to say, instead of edgy little kids merely seeking your attention.”
She’s straining to hide her hysterical outrage behind the same rudimentary attempt at an insult. We have ourselves a one-trick pony, here, folks. Notice this verbose “reviewer” offered no specific criticism or mentioned any details about the stories at all. But she has learned from past mistakes–never admitting that she hasn’t actually read the work in question.
Stay tuned for more fisking in the future.
