I’m not as upset as some about the vindication of a loser who probably doesn’t deserve it.
Last June, James Livingston, a history professor at Rutgers University, has been at the epicentre of a racism scandal, as on his social media accounts he wrote that he hates white people. The university punished Professor Livingston for violating the institution’s discrimination and harassment policy.
After an investigation into the Rutgers University professor’s social media posts was concluded, the university decided to revoke its earlier imposed sanctions, despite the Rutgers Office of Employment Equity (OEE) had previously confirmed that there were “numerous complaints about the purported racist content of the posts” made by Livingston.
Calling his posts “satirical” criticism, Livingston commented on the Rutgers administration’s decision, expressing his satisfaction by saying “I’m relieved that my right to free speech and my academic freedom have been validated by this retraction.”
During the investigation process, Livingston was represented by the Foundation for Individual Rights in Education (FIRE), a civil liberties advocacy group. After reversing Rutgers’ initial decision, Marieke Tuthill Beck-Coon, an official representative of FIRE, issued a statement.
I am so sorry to hear the “man” suffered bad thought at a cafe. One struggles to think of a worse offense against the dignity of mankind. Seriously, free speech and academic freedom are more important now than ever – even for those of limp wrist and weak mind.
He’s even sort of right about while people, for reasons he could not fathom. White people, especially white men, are mostly responsible for the present plight due to their constant bowing down and allowances in the culture wars. This victory provides some cover for those who would still actually fight the good fight.
And … shame, shame on those comfortable cafe talkers. The horror…
Vox and his readers pondered the potential limitations of the Posse Comitatus Act regarding military repulsion of the invading hordes. In my expert opinion, there are none.
As a reader noted, yes, the NDAA’s and other laws have taken what teeth there were out of the PCA. And, even intact, it doesn’t apply here. The sole purpose of the US military is to defend America, particularly from outright and open invasion. The PCA is a criminal statute, unchanged and never prosecuted (even once) since its inception in 1878. So, Mr. Trump, use the army, use all necessary to secure our borders. Then drive out the existing hosts and their rabid supporters (to include meddling federal judges) herein.
This, here and at VP, is the thought simply prohibited at the circus of social media (the new mental concentration camps). Forego the stupidity.
Courtesy of Jimmy Fallon of all people. Fallon, whom I can’t bring myself to express an opinion about, hosted a threesome of evil droids on whatever his show for the lower-IQ masses is called. For full disclosure, I watched but did not listen to the following. I find the audio beyond annoying.
Please watch the bot demos (reading my assessment below):
Jimmy Fallon/YouTube.
As most of you know, my only interest in these damned devices is how to destroy them. Keep that in mind.
1. Little Dog (< 2:10ish)
These models and their larger cousins are one of the greatest outright martial threats to us – right now. These were developed by or through DARPA and are intended to act as hunter-killers, the real Mechanical Hounds. They are quiet, faster, and extremely agile. Unfortunately, these are currently ready for deployment. Here’s how to beat them:
Shoot center mass, where, in these models, all vitals are housed – battery, motors, “brains.” For this little guy, a single round of buckshot should suffice. Sidearm wise, I’d hit it twice on each side of the bifurcated body. And, you’d better be quick. For these very small units, if one can catch it while it’s still and on the ground (as opposed to on your neck already), a hard stomp should cripple it – allowing for more and heavier stomps. Stomp until it stops moving and/or starts smoking. I DO NOT recommend stabbing these. Yes, most fixed blades should easily penetrate the shrouding. However, one cannot guess, without schematic consultation, where or how powerful the batteries are. Avoid the shock. For the Big Dogs, it’s multiple rounds of buckshot and/or slugs or rifles. Hit it until it ceases functioning (hope it can’t or doesn’t shoot back). Engage the Biggies, if at all possible, from a distance.
2. WTF Apple (Tomato??) Ballgag Bot (2:30 – 4:30ish)
Okay, I didn’t listen to the audio and I really have no idea what’s going on with this one – overtly. As far as I could visually gather, the sole purpose of this model is to affix a ballgag in the mouth of the host/victim. There is probably a degree of mind and motor control as well. All of this probably has something to do with silencing dissent or with some demented ritual act(s). No matter; again, for my consideration it’s all about dispatching the evil ASAP.
All locomotion seems to be provided by the human slave on which this mid-sized mechanical beast is perched. Thus, per the ancient adage, it’s one in the head, two in the chest. Collateral damage or mercy killing, whichever have you. In this demonstrative case, the host gentleman is some sort of mentally defective oddball. I realize the shooting will be harder (or easier) when it’s your sister-in-law.
Once the host in on the ground, proceed to go center mass on the droid. I suspect the apple (tomato) head is mostly empty. Again, fire or strike until it’s “dead.” I would avoid any manual strike with feet, fists, or elbows in this case – there’s the possibility of this thing attempting to grapple its way up an extended limb. Use a club or other truncheon, or a firearm.
3. Sophia, proto-terminator T-300 (4:40 – )
Here, we glimpse the greatest danger – possibly surpassing that of the ED-209-like variants. This “lady” is smaller, less convincing, and much less advanced than other models already available. The goal with this line is the deployment of a series of infiltrators, indistinguishable from ordinary humans. They’re closer than one might expect.
The take-down: Sophia is wheel based. I do not think she has the ability to right herself once toppled. Thus, a swift kick or shove should ground her. From there (or, even while she’s standing) it’s gun work. Center mass is important but not complete. There’s something vital in her “chest” housing. However, I sense motorization is below the belt – between her waist and the loco wheels. Hit both areas repeatedly until she stops moving and/or catches fire.
I think a heavy melee weapon (un-bladed or pointed as to avoid electrical shock) would work. On Sophia, heavy kicks, stomps, or other manual blows might work. Do be careful with more elaborate humanoid models. If it can walk, it’s probably stronger than all but the strongest man; don’t get close enough to find out.
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In general, a localized EMP or a liquid flame-thrower will also work wonders, particularly the pyro route. Word of warning: let Hellywood and Elon keep the propane flames; you and I need sticky, continuous burning.
In general, do not watch the products of television or Hellywood – let them keep all the insanity with the insane. Leave recon to people like me.
As always, keep your eyes open and keep spreading the word. These things hate us and are determined to snuff us out. We must all do our parts to defeat the robot menace. Fight!
Happy Thanksgiving, America! Or Thanksgiving Week, whichever it happens to be. As we gather with assorted friends, relatives, and other annoying, stinking like three-day-old dead fish loved ones, let’s us analyze them by chronological category, politically, psychologically, and philosophically. For the Farcebookers and TeeVee watchers, now might be a good time to return to loftier observations. I hear Big Bird is rounding Columbus Circle to West 59th right about now…
[Big Bird Picture]…
Bobbing Towards Gomorrah. Picture from someone’s Pinterest.
Here follows a brief examination of the (mostly) living US generations, ranked and sorted by your hard-laboring, long-suffering National Affairs Meddler and Chief Prognosticator. I got ‘em all down, from best to worst. The determination dates are all mine, based upon popular assessments. As with nearly all of my work, this one is geared toward actual Americans, as would have been so-considered circa 1964. Civ-natties, equality freaks, Jordan Peterson cultists, and others of low intellect and poor breeding are hereby advised to retreat to the bloating comfort of all those leftovers.
Now, shall we?
Number One:
Generation X (1965 – 1979)
It’s not just that this is my generation, though that does provide some clarity. We had The Dukes of Hazzard, Pac-Mac, and The Empire Strikes Back. I rest my case. We, and the older generations, had some wacky ways. Our styles – bell bottoms, popped collars, wide ties, big hair, high-tops, and Madras shorts – were a little out there, a little silly upon retrospective review. But, at least they were styles. The new vogue of the nation involves rolling out of bed, throwing on a garbage bag, and sloughing off to nowhere while munching from a big bag of Cheetos.
Seriously, we are the last generation of what might be properly deemed “real” Americans. We are the last to grow up in and experience the fading glory of the remnants of the Old Republic. Early on, we were derided as jaded and disinterested slackers. But, really, how the hell else should we have been? We were the first generation to feel the full brunt of the hideous social and economic experiments of our predecessors. The first in post-Christian Amerika. The first with intentionally, deliberately failed schools. The first with money completely debased. The first under total governance. The last generation of traditional Americans in the new Amerikan Babel.
For fun discussion around the turkey table, consider inquiring as to the general sense of whether the ongoing invasion at the US southern border is that, or if it is “immigration.” See what people think, if at all.
If need be or if this “nation of immigrants” bullshit appears like so much spilled dressing and gravy, remind them about some of the earliest American experiences with ungrateful imports. Speak, if you know, about the Polish and German industrial specialists, foolishly brought over in 1607 (8?), and how they IMMEDIATELY turned on their English hosts, taking sides with and arms to the Indians of Virginia.
For extra fun, should any school children be present, ask them to name that settlement. Ask them with experimental colony preceded it in the 16th century.
Give thanks. You, lucky American, have a veritable time machine trip back to the 5th century. Make the most of it.
Then, prepare to go stimulate that economy. The circulars herald big screen junk on low credit terms.
Those of you running the Feaster Five, right now, … ouch! Hope that pie and hoodie was worth the frostbite.
UPDATE: It’s nice to see Google is thinking about the poor, hungry politicians this Thanksgiving:
Two suspected bombs have been found in a disused flat in north-west London, sparking a large counter-terror operation.
Two suspicious items were found at a flat in Craven Park, Harlesden, this morning and are believed to be improvised explosive devices.
The flat was evacuated and the area cordoned off while detectives from the Met’s Counter Terrorism Command launched an investigation.
The two devices were subsequently made safe and recovered from the flat and are now undergoing further forensic examination.
There is no way these alleged weapons could have been made by the new “Britons,” Allah, honor them.
And, there’s no chance the criminals responsible for this bomb will ever answer for their crimes.
At first glance, it looks like a $9 trillion time bomb is ready to detonate, a corporate debt load that has escalated thanks to easy borrowing terms and a seemingly endless thirst from investors.
On Wall Street, though, hopes are fairly high that it’s a manageable problem, at least for the next year or two.
The resolution is critical for financial markets under fire. Stocks are floundering, credit spreads are blowing out and concern is building that a combination of higher interest rates on all that debt will begin to weigh meaningfully on corporate profit margins.
Do not worry. This debt can always be written down or refinanced – either or both at your expense. This is in contrast to your debts. Look for a bi-partisan tightening of (non-corporate) bankruptcy laws in a year or two, roughly the same timeframe for this particular bomb going off. Jubilee for them, slavery for you.
Both of these stories involve terrorism. Neither will result in meaningful action.
Another “woulda, shoulda, coulda” train of thought, from Lawrence Vance, on the uselessness of the Republican Party.
Here are twenty reasonable things that the Republicans could have done:
Repeal Obamacare in its entirety
Abolish the National Endowment for the Arts
Abolish the National Endowment for the Humanities
Eliminate refundable tax credits
Eliminate the Department of Education
Stop cash welfare payments
Cease funding any scientific research on climate change
Means test all welfare programs
Abolish the TSA and returned airport security to the private sector
Eliminate CAFE standards
Allow people to sell their bodily organs upon their death
Defund Planned Parenthood
End the federal war on marijuana and leave the issue up to the states
End the embargo against Cuba and allow Americans to freely travel there
Eliminate all foreign aid
End all restrictions on the production of hemp
Eliminate all funding for manned and unmanned missions to Mars
Privatize the National Railroad Passenger Corporation (Amtrak)
Abolish the Corporation for Public Broadcasting
End all farm subsidies
And Republicans certainly could have eliminated Daylight Saving Time.
Not only could Republicans have done these things, they could have done them the first month that they had absolute control of the government. But they, as usual, did nothing.
It’s not even a penny’s worth of difference.
Modern elections are nothing except different groups of deluded fools fighting over a rotting corpse.
Rather than import further ruin to civilization, one may simply enjoy the manifest blessings of “diversity” where it belongs.
John Chau, 27, had taken a boat ride with local fishermen before venturing alone in a canoe to the remote North Sentinel Island where the indigenous people live cut off completely from the outside world.
As soon as he set foot on the island, Chau found himself facing a flurry of arrows, official sources told AFP.
Contact with several tribes on the islands, set deep in the Indian Ocean, is illegal in a bid to protect their indigenous way of life and shield them from diseases.
See. Even SJW’s must be happy with this – laws still being broken and all.
PERRIN LOVETT 
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