There is only one basic human right, the right to do as you damn well please. And with it comes the only basic human duty, the duty to take the consequences.
Tyler, the Portly Politico on Chinese Spy Balloon: “My sentiments precisely. The balloon flew over my town, and my reaction was amusement, not fear. I figure the ChiComs…” Feb 6, 11:05
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America is an unique nation, culture, and People. No other place, no other idea, and no other people are quite the same as we are. American Exceptionalism is, in many and varied ways, a simple fact of life and objective reality.
America is a special nation.
Americans are special people.
America is, indeed, special in many ways. Sadly, some of those ways are more of the nature of “short bus special.”
Only In America #11
Only in America, would a criminal, who caught a bullet and died for his crime, be suddenly canonized into a saint solely due to his race.
Yes, there are just some things that one can only find in America. This is something that the residents of other nations should, perhaps, be proud of and grateful for. 🙄
Despite what psychologists, psychiatrists, professional agony aunts, and all those who parrot their advice say, sometimes not seeking closure is the finest option. 😉
Globalism and the resultant outsourcing of many jobs is one of the banes of the First World.
Insourcing Tech Support
Fortunately, there’s a growing trend in insourcing growing in the West, especially America. Yeah, especially in the field of Technical Support, I can see where insourcing is likely to gain a lot of traction…especially with the ubiquity of webcams…
Sometimes life imitates art; sometimes art shapes life. That latter seems more true of Gene Roddenberry’s Star Trek, which less predicted than caused what was the future for that franchise.
The NYPD’s Discommendation Of de Blasio
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In this particular case, the shades of the Klingon homeworld could be seen as hundreds of police officers turned their backs on a screen showing New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio speaking at the funeral of one of the two NYPD officers assassinated last week by a Black insurrectionist. It looked a lot like the Klingon ceremony of Discommendation, in which the individual is ceremonially shunned, stripped of honor, and severely reduced in social status due to his crimes.
Some – those who either are part of the Black Problem or side with those that are, and/or those with deep-seated psychological scarring and resultant pathologies – may well disagree with me, but I find this public shaming and shunning of de Blasio by the NYPD to be a very fitting start to his punishment for his dishonor and disloyalty.
To the tune of “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas” – With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore.
Twas the night before Yuletide and all through the hole Not a creature was stirring, not even a Dhole Aldebaren hung at the right place at nine In the hopes that Great Cthulhu would come out this time
The Fungi from Yuggoth, all snug in their caves Were plotting to turn all the people to slaves The Deep Ones in Rlyeh, the Ghouls in their graves Were dancing and singing and acting depraved
When what do my wondering eyes should appear But a mouldering sleigh and eight corpselike reindeer With a horrible driver so leprous and reeking I knew right away that my fear was unspeaking
The reindeer were gross, as they flew up from hell And It hoarsely whispered and chanted a spell Ia Shub Niggurath! Cthulhu ftagn! Nyarlathotep! I summon you on!
As decomposed flesh before the charnel stench rise And meet with the open air polluting the skies Up to the housetop the horror it rose And the gangrenous odors assailed my nose
And then in a slopping noise heard on the roof The lumbering clomping of octopoid hoofs As I drew in my head and was turning around The horror lurched into my room with a bound
Its eyes how they pulsate So bulbous and gory This blasphemous creature So noxious and hoary
I was frozen by fear, my feet woudn’t run I threw up my cookies, this wasn’t much fun It whispered my name and said “You come with I” I tried to refuse and it said “Then you die.”
It came at my throat with its grim claws extended But a miracle saved its victim intended I had three Elder Signs in a slot in the floor It screamed with a fiendish sound and went out the door
It sprang to its sleigh, and its team gave a surge And away they all flew to the sound of a dirge I heard it exclaim as it flew out of sight “You’re lucky this time, for the stars weren’t right.”
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Tyler, the Portly Politico on Chinese Spy Balloon: “My sentiments precisely. The balloon flew over my town, and my reaction was amusement, not fear. I figure the ChiComs…” Feb 6, 11:05
America is an unique nation, culture, and People. No other place, no other idea, and no other people are quite the same as we are. American Exceptionalism is, in many and varied ways, a simple fact of life and objective reality.
