Biden Intervened


The ongoing GameStop stock squeeze saga has taken another potentially earthshaking turn. Yesterday, a whistleblower claiming knowledge of happenings inside the offices of trading app firm Robin Hood dropped a huge yet unsurprising bomb on Reddit.
I work for Robinhood. Don't kill me.

Low-level, technical shit, comp sciences major, not finance side.

Guess what we overhead today?

Vladimir, yes founder Vladimir, and the C-Suite, received calls from Sequoia Capital and the White House that pressured into closing trading on GME etc. I guarantee you the same took place at E-Trade and the others who closed trading.

File reports on the SEC page. If I wasn't scared to be out of work in a pandemic I'd quit. I'm disgusted. We all need to rise up, this is as bad as it gets when we talk about how the rich get one set of rules, and the rest of us get screwed 🪛 over, and over, and over again left to bail them out and pick up the tab for their trillion dollar tax breaks. We need to pile pressure on every government and financial institution involved in this travesty of justice.

To bring you up to speed, small-time online investors, most famously from the Wallstreetbets subreddit, have been pumping the value of GameStop stock. Wall Street billionaires who'd shorted the stock stand to lose their shirts if the stock price stays high today, so multiple trading services, including Robinhood, colluded to block their customers from buying certain stocks.

The shameless white-knighting for hedge fund managers didn't stop there. Robinhood is confirmed to have sold users' shares of GameStop and other stocks without their permission.

On top of that, newly installed Treasury Secretary Janet Yellen has been found to have a conflict of interest in the Robinhood debacle.

Taken together, those breadcrumbs form a trail leading to 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. The GameStop squeeze threatens big donors and the Treasury Secretary, so Biden Intervened.

Forget four years. At the rate his crooked administration is imploding, Puppet Pal Joe may not last four months.

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The Big Banks vs The Big Short

The Big Short

Subverting the hero of legend is a fad that's risen to prominence in postmodern fiction. Years back, Brandon Sanderson wrote a take on the trope wherein the dark lord wins. Instead of having a new hero rise up to depose the tyrant, he had a gang of rogues rob the dark lord blind.

Contra the hordes of wand-waving philistines online, it may be Sanderson's fantasy, not JK Rowling's, that most accurately describes the current popular resistance to a Death Cult. 

Consider the band of digital robin hoods whose joke at a major hedge fund's expense may now threaten the whole banking system. They started pumping up the price of GameStop stock on a lark. Now the gag has taken on a life of its own to the point that neither the hedge funds nor the big banks that agreed to cover their risk have the money to cover their exposure. We could be looking at a crisis worse than the 2008 housing bust, and all because of some meddling kids.

In reality, the fault for the big short's fallout doesn't lie with the Wallstreetbets pranksters. They simply observed the rules of the system our elites set up to enrich themselves and decided to game that system better than the self-styled experts. Anyone pointing fingers at WSB for squeezing the shorted stock can't help but draw attention to the hedge funds' shorting of GME stock in excess of 100%. People are starting to ask why such a wildly risky practice is even legal in the first place.

Our presumed betters in Big Finance never expected anyone to question their operations. Nor did they expect outsiders to so decisively outmaneuver them. The Wall Street oracles kept the discipline of the secret that we have a tiered economy. The big money plays were tacitly off limits to the little people.

The fatal flaw in this tiered system was that it relied on the illusion of an open economy. Seeing multi-billion-dollar banks get government bailouts while regular people lost their shirts undermined the illusion. Now, WSB has painted the big banks into a corner where their only way out is to shatter the illusion completely.

Hence the all-out panic sweeping Wall Street and their paid media shills. Being Mammon worshipers, they assumed the WSB autists could be enticed to sell their shares. What our elites didn't count on was that they've aroused so much hatred among ordinary people, many of those people would forgo millions of dollars to see hedge fund managers reduced to penury.

The big banks' only choice is to call in their markers and force the Feds to impose absurdly draconian trading regulations. These new rules must needs stipulate that the only purpose of the stock market is to make rich people even richer. Enacting such measures would be suicidally foolish, but our rulers will do it anyway. They'll have to.

That's why the GameStonk imbroglio has been a major white pill. The people who rule over us think of themselves as Machiavellian Michael Corleones. Instead, they're a pack of Fredos with a mean streak. Sadism wedded to ineptness is a poor combination for rulers who want to stay in power for long.

The dark lords' tower certainly has other weak points and blind spots. The more our rulers grind the people under their heel, the more those people will be inclined to seek out and exploit those weak points--even at rising personal risk. A man who's lost everything and has nothing to look forward to really is free to do anything.

A common lament among technocratic dissidents is to predict that advances in technology will artificially prolong the Death Cult regime. After all, the Stasi didn't have drones or backdoors in consumer software. WSB's devastating antics prove the tech coin has a flip side. The modern day commissars are neither smart nor creative. Their gross overreach has ensured an ample supply of tech-savvy dissidents who will always learn to exploit the rules better than the rulers.

Just wait until this realization spreads, and multiple independent troll groups start gaming different parts of the system simultaneously. It's not hard to picture a day during Puppet Pal Joe's term when bond markets are thrust into a similar crisis, pranksters exploit Ivy League schools' admissions rules to smear egg on academia's face, and a major Hollywood studio faces a hostile takeover planned on Gab.

Destroying the Death Cult regime's legitimacy by showcasing its incompetence will achieve more in a shorter time than Trump did in four years or the GOP has in 40.

On the subject of Trump, our rulers are already mired in a crisis sparked by his departure. First, in their total lack of foresight they failed to reckon with the fact that controlling everything means they own every disaster. Stripped of office, Trump no longer makes a convincing scapegoat. That's an existential problem for the Death Cult, since no cult can survive without a devil.

Many commenters, including yours truly, figured that Trump would go gentle into that good night. The Left would soon forget Orange Man, as they did Bush before him, and anoint a new Hitler--Ted Cruz, or perhaps DeSantis.

The problem the Cult has run up against is that to be a compelling threat, the Devil must be the most powerful force for evil imaginable. Trump publicly defeated every other prominent Republican back in 2015. Everyone other contender for the devil horns sounds like a milquetoast low-tax liberal by comparison. Not even the most hysterical Death Cultists really think Rand Paul will put them in camps.

So far, it looks like the Cult is doubling down on pushing Trump as the bogeyman. Their attempts to keep people panicked over a private citizen with zero political power are falling flat. Imagine if Lucifer renounced the crown of Hell and went into real estate.

It's looking more and more like the Death Cult's seizure of total power was a wish on a monkey's paw. The narrative they rode to victory is quickly collapsing, and doubling down on it--as they must--is making them hordes of new enemies every day.

The Cult's reign of terror might be brief after all, barring an unforeseen turn of events. And the unforeseen turns have a history of benefitting us instead.

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Musk Melvins Wall Street

Wolf of Wall Street

It seems that Donald Trump may have been holding internet autists in check. Because no sooner did he leave office than a bunch of online pranksters rose up to bring Wall Street to its knees.
Amateur investors piled further into niche stocks on Tuesday, sending professional short sellers scrambling to cover losing bets, with GameStop skyrocketing for a fourth straight day, thanks in part to Elon Musk.

GameStop surged 50% in extended trade after Musk tweeted "Gamestonk!!", along with a link to Reddit's Wallstreetbets stock trading discussion group, where supporters affectionately refer to the Tesla CEO as "Papa Musk." "Stonks" is a tongue-in-cheek term for stocks widely used on social media.

GameStop's stock price skyrocketed to a high of $365 from a low of $80 thanks to Wallstreetbets' call buying campaign. Melvin Capital, a hedge fund that heavily shorted GameStop, was forced to close out and may go bankrupt after blowing through a $2.75B bailout.

.... before the stock slumped following a report from CNBC that Melvin Capital, the nemesis of r/wallstreetbets which needed a $2.75BN bailout from Citadel and Point72 to avoid a terminal margin call, had "closed out its short position in GameStop on Tuesday afternoon after taking a huge loss" the fund's manager Gabe Plotkin told CNBC’s Andrew Ross Sorkin. It was unclear what exactly this meant: did Melvin merely sell its now worthless puts, or did it also have associated GME shorts on the underlying stock? We assume both.

Additionally, moments after the CNBC report, short-seller Andrew Left's Citron Research fund also announced in a Twitter clip that it had covered most of its GME short yesterday around $90.

And the kicker is that Wallstreetbets didn't jack up GameStop stock as part of some get rich quick scheme. They explicitly did it to sow chaos in the financial system.

The situation became so serious that trading of GameStop stock was halted nine times. NASDAQ reps have threatened to step in and quash any Reddit-related shenanigans.

If you want to evaluate the significance of an event, look at its outcomes. Big Finance--the folks who enjoyed massive bailouts as teenage usury victims languished under unserviceable debts--went into panic mode over the GameStop affair. What that tells us is that Wallstreetbets scored a direct hit on one of the establishment's weak points.

There's an important lesson for the counterculture in Wallstreetbets' joke-gone-too-far. Whether or not it was a good idea at the time, dissidents have been fixated on politics for the past four years. Now that we live in a one-party state, political action is a nonstarter. The name of the game for the foreseeable future is making ourselves costly to govern.

Surging the stock of a has-been outfit like GameStop is a model for how dissidents can throw wrenches in the ruling class' machinery. For those who have qualms about fiscal warfare, keep in mind that the financial system is what's keeping "Get woke, go broke" from becoming real. Big Finance is one leg of the Washington-Silicon Valley-Wall Street tripod--and, it would appear, the weakest one to boot. That makes it a desirable target for legal culture warfare.

Be unruly. Hit 'em where they ain't. Stay nimble, and don't let tactics drag on. These are the methods that cultural dissidents must adopt to remain effective in the era of Death Cult hegemony.

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Where Do You Get Your Ideas?


"Where do you get your ideas?"

Writers get this question often. It doesn't lend itself to a simple yes/no answer, so I'm gonna go in-depth with this one.

Where ideas come from: Some are lifted from books, movies, TV, etc. and I file the serial numbers off and recombine them. Some I put serious effort into devising from scratch and developing.
Some do just come to me. This happened with few of my more popular characters.

What most laymen call "ideas" are actually managed influences combined and developed in appealing ways and properly executed.

Influences + juxtaposition + execution = speculative fiction "ideas".

Most non-writers tend to overestimate the importance of ideas. Pick up any book, turn your television to a random channel, or look out the window. You'll find a hundred concepts that could be the seed of an SFF novel. Jim Butcher's Codex Alera sprang from a bet that he could write a book based on the two worst ideas a panel audience gave him. The crowd came up with the lost Roman legion and Pokemon.

Writers must be readers. If you finish a book and say, "I could never come up with an idea like that!" Chances are you don't read enough fiction.

Ideas are easy. The world is overflowing with them. Execution is the most vital part of the equation by far.

The synopsis of every SFF story sounds dumb because it's just the pure idea without the execution.
A short, hairy-footed gentleman  goes on a cross-country trek and returns.
When someone says "I could never think of an idea like that," nine times out of ten he means he couldn't execute it as effectively.

I can't speak for anyone else, but there's a lot going on behind the scenes of my writing--linguistic techniques I use to deliver the story's ideas for maximum effect. People call my stuff layered and dense. They're right, but only a few folks have caught on to what's happening beneath the surface.

But that's just me. You don't have to get down into the paragraph, sentence, & word-level weeds like I do. Just read extensively in your genre, manage your influences, & work hard to hone your execution.

Make my award-winning Soul Cycle part of your reading list, and add the tools I mentioned to your author toolbox.

Taking cues from Gundam, Macross and other famous anime mecha shows, Brian Niemeier weaves a fast paced and violent plot filled with fleshed out characters and awesome ideas that never fail to entertain the reader.

Combat Frame XSeed - Brian Niemeier


Combat Frame Data: Imhullu



Technical Data

Code name: Imhullu
Nickname: Bearded Demon, Red Devil
Classification: Ynzu Controller combat frame
Manufacturer: Ynzu
Operator: Ynzu Controller, codename: Barbarossa
First deployment: CY 60
Crew: 1 pilot in full-immersion cockpit in chest
Height: 18 meters
Weight: 66 metric tons
Armor type: "1D" carbyne laminar armor enhanced with fractal diamond isomers
Powerplant: Super high-efficiency micro fusion reactor, maximum output 6666 KW
Propulsion: Gravity drive: 360,000 kg thrust; top speed 3800 kph; 180° turn time 0.29 seconds; legs: top ground speed 196 kph
Sensors: radar, thermal, gravitic, optical array
Fixed armaments: x3 mega graviton cannon, mounted on head, power rated at 13,000 MW ; x2 graviton sword, blade emitters embedded in palms, output rated at 6.66 MW
Special equipment: Full-immersion cockpit, ion field generator, gravitic cloak, TC/D drive

General Notes

In compliance with the ISBC Report of CY 55, Coalition Secretary-General Maritza Eckhart commissioned a run of mass-produced XSeeds and a new line of supercarriers to transport them. Many Coalition Defense Force officers called these costly measures a wasteful folly.

Eckhart's folly would receive a trial by fire in CY 60, when an Ynzu swarm wiped out the Bigelow City CDF base on the moon's dark side. The CCT-01 Daedalus was already stationed in Earth orbit, but the Ynzu's Nidulans units scuttled the new carrier in a lightning attack.

In desperation, Eckhart diverted the CCT-02 Sovereign Protector from her shakedown cruise. The SP's complement of ReXPros soon found themselves outmatched by the crab swarm. To make matters worse, a second, unique enemy CF type appeared amid the battle. Its gangling red frame, horned, bearded head, and stubby "wings" seemed to consciously evoke fiendish imagery. The Red Devil, as it was quickly nicknamed, earned its title by melting the Ural Mountains to slag from orbit.

CDF Lieutenant Viktor Karsten led an assault on the demon CF, but the Nids swarmed to the Red Devil's defense. It soon became clear that the red CF was directing the other Ynzu.

With the SP taking heavy fire, her XSeed wing outnumbered, and millions of casualties on the ground, Earth's defenses teetered on the verge of collapse. Only the sudden arrival of the XCDS-00M0χ turned the tide. Karsten and his wingman Pen Qun joined green Ï‡Metatron pilot Nathaniel Frost in a renewed assault on the Ynzu control unit.

The Ï‡Metatron and the Red Devil fought to a stalemate, but Karsten managed to disable the demon machine with a plasma bayonet thrust to its cockpit. A ReXPro counteroffensive mopped up the disoriented Nidulans, sealing mankind's first victory against the Ynzu.

Remanded to ISBC for study, the Red Devil was assigned the codename Imhullu after the Babylonian god Marduk's spear. Extensive testing confirmed its pilot as the first-known Ynzu Controller, whom ISBC codenamed Barbarossa.

Structural and mechanical analysis of Imhullu revealed a weapon more akin to humanity's combat frames than typical Ynzu Claviceps and Nidulans models. Some suspected that the dread CF had been built in purposeful mockery of human technology and religion. It featured metallic construction clad in laminar carbyne armor reinforced with diamond isomers, much like the original XSeed Metatron. Speculation arose as to whether Imhullu's builders had been in contact with one or more of Metatron's designers.

Imhullu boasted weapons to match the legendary XSeed's. Its "face" bore three conical projections resembling hollow horns. Each horn served as a graviton beam emitter capable of unleashing a13,000 MW blast in a broad cone. Like standard Ynzu energy weapons, Imhullu's graviton cannons also destabilized target's molecular structure. One of these beams proved capable of incinerating an entire ReXPro squadron, and sustained fire melted a significant volume of igneous rock over a several-hundred-kilometer area. A pair of graviton-shaped plasma blades, one installed in each palm, gave Imhullu decisive close combat superiority.

An ion field many times more powerful than standard Ynzu projectors bolstered Imhullu's already formidable defenses. Its onboard TC/D drive allowed the Red Devil to strike anywhere, any time, without warning. An improved full-immersion cockpit not only enabled Barbarossa to fly his dread CF by thought alone, it amplified his mental control of nearby Ynzu. Firsthand reports of the cockpit's nano-fluid crystallizing around the Controller as Imhullu shut down remain officially unconfirmed.

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Combat Frame XSeed: S - Brian Niemeier


Pre-Cult Culture

Wolverine Bible

History shows us that whenever one culture conquers another, the victors take pains to rub out or co-opt their new subjects' religion. This dynamic has been on full display for years as the twin cults of our rulers have waged an iconoclastic orgy against Christian culture.

One consequence of unfettered Pop Cult iconoclasm that's seldom addressed is the challenge it creates for the faithful remnant working to rebuild a healthy culture. Dissident artists may do well to study the Catholic Church's efforts to regain a foothold in Russia. The Soviets afforded the Orthodox some toleration, but they effectively wiped out Catholicism within the USSR.

Western creators who dissent from the Death Cult must similarly start from square one. The Cult's worldview has permeated pop culture for so long, that many in Gens X and Y may have forgotten what pre-cult culture looked like, and most Millennials and Zoomers have no experience of it.

For a poignant reminder of what has been stolen from us, watch this clip from the 90s X-Men animated series:

That episode aired in 1995, but it already feels like watching a transmission from some parallel reality. Two short years before Cultural Ground Zero, a hit kids' show on a major network could tell a story with unambiguously Christian themes, and no one batted an eye.

Pay special attention to the Disney watermark.

A mere quarter century later, the same cultural organs are still producing stores with spiritual messages, but instead of preaching the infinite mercy of Christ, they shriek the Death Cult's insatiable malice.

Take what comfort you can in the fact that the Death Cult cannot build, but only destroy. Its zealots' frenzy will one day burn itself out, along with the wreckage of Western civilization.

We must draw close to Christ that we may be ready to begin the slow work of rebuilding.

Nethereal - Brian Niemeier

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The End of Politics


The last president of the United States has left the White House, and with his departure comes the end of politics dating back to America's founding. The hooting and gamboling from the Death Cultists who finally ended the American experiment says it all. They are simultaneously patting themselves on the back for saving democracy while forbidding anyone who disagrees with them from speaking.

For a perfect object lesson, see the shuttering of Parler. It was the preferred social media site of mild Baby Boomer MAGApedes. The victorious democrat party and their Big Tech bag men have now declared such people to be on par with tattooed skinheads. The enormity of that anathema snaps into focus when you consider that by the Left's own definition, they now share a country with 165 million violent extremists.

It doesn't take a genius to see the contradictions in the Left's positions. There can be no right or wrong answers in a democracy. The right thing to do is what 51% supports. If the majority voted to install an absolute monarch, sticking to democracy would mean getting rid of democracy.

Because democracy derives its legitimacy from the will of the people, silencing any segment of the populace, however nutty their ideas, pulls the rug out from under the whole process. By entering into the process with preconceived right and wrong answers which they hold their opponents to, the Left perforce deals in bad faith. A one-party state can't be democratic.

That's not to lodge yet another complaint about the Left's double standards. It's right and proper to help one's allies and harm one's enemies in wartime, and the Cult's main advantage is they know they're at war.

What democrats' increasingly paranoid spasms should do for normal people is finally open their eyes. We're not dealing with well-meaning but misguided people who disagree with us on tax policy. The US is not a one-party state. The leaders of that party are spiteful maniacs who hate half the country. Those same paranoid madmen have nigh unlimited resources which they are using to crush their enemies.

To navigate this perilous landscape, ordinary Americans must disabuse themselves of any thought that their rulers are rational. Our elites have spent years silencing dissenters by branding all dissent as violence. They reinforced this delusion by hyperventilating over some rubes trespassing on federal property Then they double down and wield the manufactured crisis as a bludgeon to further silence disagreement.

The point being, if you really believed half the country were trigger-happy savages that responded to censorship with deadly rampages, you wouldn't be so smug about telling them to shut up.

We now live in a country run by a demented cult. Too many people are responding to this realization by clinging to the vain hope of Trump's return in 2024.

Confronting the enemy's delusions with our own delusions is not a winning strategy. The easiest way to realign your thinking with reality is to look past the personalities and weight the outcomes.

Puppet Pal Joe is already erasing Trump's accomplishments with the stroke of a pen. In terms of legislation, Trump has no legacy. The enemy stole an election for this purpose. Not only will 2024 will not be allowed to matter, none of Trump's official acts will be allowed to matter.

The anger stage soon follows. Those who've cast off the illusion are now looking for people to blame. To be sure, there's no shortage of blame to go around. Establishment republicans co-opted Trump's movement for their own ends and cast him off like a soiled rag. The Q crowd let themselves get caught up in a cloak-and-dagger LARP that afflicted them with terminal bystander syndrome. Trump himself picked all the wrong friends and took all the worst advice every time.

Yet there's truth to the old saw about pointing fingers. Trump was never going to be the savior. We already had a Savior, and turning our backs on Him is the real reason we're facing chastisement.

Trump was only ever going to buy us time. He gave us four years to prepare for merciless persecution.

Did you use the time wisely?

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Time Machines

Time Machines

Did you know that you own a time machine?

As a matter of fact, you probably own several.

Even if you don't have all the necessary components, any missing parts of your homemade time machine will be relatively easy and cost-effective to obtain.

In this post, I will tell you everything you need to assemble time machines capable of transporting you to each pre-Cultural Ground Zero era.

If you're interested in taking a vacation from Current Year and revisiting the world of your childhood, read on.

First stop ...

The Early 80s


Here's how to relive the glory days of Lucasfilm, video arcades, and glam metal:
  • Use some vacation time in early fall, on what would have been the first day of the new school year you'd have cut class.
  • In a semi-finished basement room, pull out your vintage Atari 2600, hook it up to a 13" CRT TV, the kind with analog dials.
  • Grab a bag of Funyuns, a six-pack of 7-Up, and enjoy the audio/video/taste experience. 

If you're younger than Gen X or just in the mood for a slightly more sophisticated destination, here's your ticket to ...

The Mid-80s


Perform the following steps to go back to the heyday of John Hughes comedies, wacky sitcoms, and Reaganomics.

  • Wait for a weekday in early spring when you'll be alone in the house. After school hours, around the time you'd let yourself in with the key in the mailbox, go to your bedroom.
  • Take with you a bag of pizza Combos and a pitcher of Berry Blue Kool-Aid.
  • Use the same CRT TV as above, but swap out your Atari for your NES. Slide the original gold Legend of Zelda pak into the control deck, and explore the forests of Hyrule as once you did.

Don't forget your wooden sword.

When you're done feeding bombs to Dodongo, fast forward to ... 

The High 80s

Apply this formula to relive the zenith of mass-market popular entertainment.
  • Around All Hallows' Eve on a Friday evening, run through the drive-up at McDonald's. Order a 20-piece McNugget and a large orange Hi-C.
  • Retreat to your bedroom once again. This time, trade up to a newer TV with push-button controls--an angular black model such as dominated store shelves in the 80s. Connect your Sega Genesis to this TV.
  • Insert your copy of Altered Beast, and raise 1989 from the grave.

After that, it's time to bid the 80s farewell and venture into ...

The Early 90s


Enact this ritual to experience anew the glow of post-Cold War optimism:

  • On a Saturday afternoon in July, move your CRT so you're sitting right next to a vintage 80s window air conditioner. Switch back to your NES for the last time.
  • Load up your Super Mario Bros. 3 cartridge.
  • Set out to rescue Princess Peach, frequently dipping into the case of Pepsi Throwback you left to chill in the fridge.

After your sojourn to the time when the wall fell, you will be nearing the last era your time machine can reach before Cultural Ground Zero ...

The High 90s


Take these steps to transport yourself back to the final bow before the curtain fell on American pop culture:
  • Take a sick day deep in winter (easy w/ Corona). Plug your Super Nintendo into a console-style CRT TV in the living room.
  • Go blankie mode with a hot mug of Nesquick & start a game of Final Fantasy III.
  • Play from your normal punch-in time into the afternoon.

With  heavy heart but refreshed in spirit, return to the present.

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No Titanic Tickets for Traitors


Now that the Death Cultists are feeling their oats over slaying their orange bogeyman, they're planning an unprecedented sacrificial orgy to appease their gods. In their primitive cosmology the only explanation for their 2016 defeat is infidels angering the spirits with their -isms, so atonement must be made by offering up the unbelievers.

This open letter from some legacy publishing parasites wouldn't normally merit much comment. New York publishing has been dying for years, and it's poetic justice that the coup de grace was dealt by the same lockdowns these cultists say weren't severe enough.

What the fresh list of anathemas from the Cult's oldpub hierarchs does definitively show is that its signatories inhabit a headspace which has now fully broken from reality. The term "bubble" gained popularity a few years back to describe Leftists' insular worldview. I've maintained that calling them a cult is more accurate, and this head-spinning, pea soup-spattered fatwa drives the point home.


We all love book publishing, but we have to be honest — our country is where it is in part because publishing has chased the money and notoriety of some pretty sketchy people, and has granted those same people both the imprimatur of respectability and a lot of money through sweetheart book deals.

As members of the writing and publishing community of the United States, we affirm that participation in the administration of Donald Trump must be considered a uniquely mitigating criterion for publishing houses when considering book deals.

Consequently, we believe: No participant in an administration that caged children, performed involuntary surgeries on captive women, and scoffed at science as millions were infected with a deadly virus should be enriched by the almost rote largesse of a big book deal. And no one who incited, suborned, instigated, or otherwise supported the January 6, 2021 coup attempt should have their philosophies remunerated and disseminated through our beloved publishing houses.

“Son of Sam” laws exist to prevent criminals from benefiting financially from writing about their crimes. In that spirit, those who enabled, promulgated, and covered up crimes against the American people should not be enriched through the coffers of publishing.

We are writers, editors, journalists, agents, and professionals in multiple forms of publishing. We believe in the power of words and we are tired of the industry we love enriching the monsters among us, and we will do whatever is in our power to stop it.

The first thing that jumps out is the ridiculously inflated sense of self-importance. Oldpub can't even sell people on their cult leaders' books. The idea that they're in any way responsible for elevating Trump to the White House is pants-on-head absurd.

Like the rest of the tract, the mea culpas for empowering Trump supporters aren't meant to convey factual information. Instead, they're self-flagellation intended to atone for the communal sins that called down their four-year chastisement.

But even that humiliating display of cargo cultism pales before the letter's overall implications. Here we have a coven of misfits clinging to sinecures in a dead industry condemning half the country for treason against democracy. The only way that pronouncement makes anything akin to sense is when you look past the words' literal meanings and parse the Cult's ritual cant.

What the letter spells out in as close to plain English as cultists can manage is what they've been trying to tell us for years: They are not us. We are not them. They are our sworn enemies.

Here's where somebody points out that oldpub apparatchiks vehemently denied gatekeeping based on ideological litmus tests. They still claimed to be a pure meritocracy as recently as the Sad Puppies days.

It's vital to understand that such an apparent heel turn is not hypocrisy. The cultists do not hold the same standards as normal people. They don't even pretend to anymore. And it's not hypocrisy to harm your enemies and protect your friends. That's been the Cult's viewpoint for years, and that's why they've been winning.

That's also why smart authors who care more about money than validation now avoid oldpub like the plague. Note that the letter says nothing about how these publishers plan to reach more readers and sell more books. That's what sane people in an industry on the verge of collapse would do. Instead, they're purposefully alienating 160 million people.

No Titanic tickets for traitors.

Some people still think that Cult-coopted industries are out to make money. A glance at the signatures on that letter should disabuse you of that fiction. Guys like Wendig and Anders have no organic readership. They'll go back to the D list the second the Cult's influencers stop boosting their signal. 

If you're still an oldpub author at this point, your whole career is a humiliation ritual.

The Big Four have declared ordinary Americans the enemy. Don't give money or your manuscript to people who hate you.

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Aspirational Marketing

Caity Lotz Ready Player One

Most folks in newpub unconsciously stumble out of the gate by calling themselves "indie authors". I know I did.

But newpub means more than writing. If you go indie, you accept all the responsibilities of an author AND a publisher.

As a result of indies' author-centric focus, a lot of time is spent discussing matters of craft. That's fine. Craft is indispensable. No books, no industry.

The problem is that the business end often goes overlooked.

In newpub, you wear two hats: author and publisher. These are different roles with intrinsically different functions & skill sets.

Sometimes the dichotomy incites conflict: "Learning marketing is beneath me. I'm an artist!"

That's setting yourself up to fail.

Unpopular opinion: Most authors' exclusive focus on story quality is a detriment to their marketing efforts.

Note I said 'exclusive'. I'm not saying story quality doesn't matter. It's essential to reach readers.

Here's what 99% of newpub never asks: how to reach non-readers?

"Why would I want to reach non-readers?"

If you asked that, you're thinking like an author. Stop, doff your artist hat, & put on your publisher hat.

An author's 1st job is pleasing readers. A publisher's 1st job is selling books. As a publisher, you want to sell as many as possible.

In 2017, 25% of Americans didn't read a single book. Everyone with a TBR stack knows that books bought > books read.

I couldn't verify this figure since oldpub keeps such data close to the vest, but a friend with his finger on the pulse of the deep marketing lore asserted that only 20% of the Big 4's major release books actually get read.

We're talking front list stuff like titles featured on Oprah's book club. People buy those books to conspicuously leave on the coffee table so they can signal how hip they are.

You may disdain their behavior, but if those buyers account for 80% of blockbuster book sales, you shouldn't spurn them outright if you want to make the A list.

How do you sell your book to folks who don't read?

As we saw, most authors over-focus on their books' content. Sure, they'll put decent effort into the cover art. Some learn SEO & keyword-fu. Many dump a few $$ a month into AMS ads.

But all of that is for attracting readers.

Remember: most sales are motivated by status. This doesn't just apply to books. Just look at any beer ad.

Think about who buys 50 Shades of Grey. It's mostly customers who want to be seen as the kind of woman who reads 50 Shades--edgy but within the bounds of social convention. Nobody wants to be seen as a "good girl".

You get non-readers to buy your book by convincing them that owning your book will make people see them as the kind of person they want to be. That's aspirational marketing.

Publishers understand the power of aspirational marketing--or they used to.

Why did that news article have a pic of that celebrity holding that hot new book? It wasn't a coincidence.

TL; DR: you entice non-readers to buy your book by showing them that someone they aspire to emulate already owns your book.

Sit down and write up a list of influential people your target market wants to emulate. It couldn't hurt to email these people with a free book offer.

The same goes for big You Tube bibliophile channels that review books in your genre.


Setup Confirmed

John Sullivan Mugshot

It's no stretch to call recent footage leaked from Antifa leader John Sullivan's Discord server a smoking gun that proves Leftist instigation at the Capitol riot.
Footage obtained by the Gateway Pundit from militant Black Lives Matter and Antifa activist John Sullivan’s Discord server shows the so-called “civil rights activist” reveling inside the U.S. Capitol on Jan.6 as he damaged federal property.
Sullivan has maintained in multiple interviews that he regularly attends protests only to record what’s going on, but did not actively partake in the insurgence in Washington.

“It’s just recording, solely, and not being active in it,” he told Fox News last week.

After the Capitol was stormed John Sullivan appeared with CNN photojournalist Jade Sacker on CNN that night.  CNN did not identify Sullivan as an Antifa-BLM protest leader.  They mention Insurgence, USA but not that it is a radical leftist organization.  They do not mention that Sullivan was arrested in Utah during unrest in 2020.  CNN did not reveal that the two were working together inside the US Capitol.  Jade Sacker has done work for NPR, CNN, NBC and other liberal outlets.

Yet, in footage streamed to his followers on Discord, Sullivan, who uses the name “Jayden X” on the app, can be heard inciting violence from inside the U.S. Capitol and boasting about breaking a window.

“If we don’t get in, we’re going to burn this sh*t down,” he gloats. “Let’s go! This sh*t’s ours. F*ck yeah. I can’t believe this is reality. We accomplished this sh*t. We did this sh*t together.

When Conservative protesters have heretofore been known for leaving the sites of their demonstrations cleaner than they found them, it didn't take clairvoyance to see the Capitol riot for what it was: a sting executed by Antifa.

Right on cue, the Left-wing hall monitors are getting exactly what they wanted. Trump supporters who attended the rally are predictably falling to deplatforming, arrest, and suicide

Moments after Sullivan captured Air Force veteran Ashli Babbitt getting shot and killed in the Capitol, a blonde woman accompanying Sullivan who appears to be his accomplice, Jade Sacker, gleefully exclaims, “We did it!”

“You were right! We did it,” she boasts.

“Dude, I was trying to tell you. I couldn’t say much,” Sullivan replies. “Is this not going to be the best film you’ve ever made in your life?”

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You Can't Save Everyone

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Alric Hart pens a scathing rebuke of current pop culture and correctly points out that, as much as you might want to, you can't save everyone from the Pop Cult.
We are constantly stormed by product of bad quality and malicious intent. Turn on your TV, and wait for something that is relatively interesting, something which picks your genuine attention and not your demand of gossip (that is, no news, no reality TV, etc.). Personally, if I did this, I’d wait for hours, at least until after dinner, to have a chance at finding a good show. And, who’d have guessed, it would generally be old movies.

Try radio and go through hours of useless talking, interrupted by a couple minutes of the same shitty five songs big labels want you to listen. Videogames? Most of the “tripul A” industry costantly releases the same game with different skins. And let’s not touch books, or this rant will be too long; go to a bookstore and see for yourself.

I am aware and sure that these industries are either tanking or stagnating, one more than the other. In truth, what I really want to talk about is the fact that a part of the public has been boiling inside that old pot for so much time that is incredibly hard to pull it out of the hot water. Be it the middle-aged lady watching soap-operas all day, or the comic book nerds that just can’t stop simping for Marvel and DC, these guys will continue drowning in the quicksand that is the current entertainment industry.

Sad to say, a not inconsiderable slice of the population, mostly hailing from Generation Y, willingly chooses to stay in the Cult. 

They really have enshrined Brand X at the center of their lives, where God should be. This decision was not made rationally, and there's no reasoning them out of it.

There's a darker side to so many people betting all their chips on progressively rising material prosperity. As the standard of living in the West declines to third world levels, and the flow of bread and circuses dries up, ever more lost souls will seek death to relieve what they see as meaningless pain.

But Christians know that temporal suffering is a chance to cultivate virtue and an invitation to unite our sorrow with Christ's saving Passion.

Now that the political window for reversing the decline has closed, our top priorities as Christians should be growing in holiness--which should always be job one--and bringing as many others into the fold as God permits.

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Generational Rights and Duties


Stereotypes get a bad rap, but when you get right down to it, they're just ways of conveying shared social understandings quickly and efficiently. 

A common stereotype online these days is the trope of the out-of-touch Baby Boomer wagging his finger at younger folks who have less than he did at their age. It's understandable. To someone who came of age during the postwar boom, it must be baffling to see entire generations who just can't seem to get their act together.

One upside of the chaos running rampant across the country is that the socioeconomic pain initially inflicted on the young is now making itself felt across the generational spectrum. Boomers who once told struggling Millennials to pull themselves up by their bootstraps are now sweating bullets over functionaries of the openly one-party state with their eyes on social security and pension funds. 

Having the lion's share of America's wealth future-proofed the Boomers' 1980s lifestyles for a few extra years, but time is catching up with them--with interest.

What does this economic reckoning portend for the future? Listen in to the Rights and Duties stream, where I recently appeared to discuss generational theories and other matters of import.

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Writing Romance


One seldom-discussed perk of being a writer is the joy of seeing your back catalog finding new readers. Lately I've heard tell that folks are discovering my second Soul Cycle book, Souldancer

While Nethereal had some romantic elements, romance is much more central to the second book's plot. In preparation for writing it I did some research on the subject, and sharing what I learned might do aspiring authors some good.

Common Misconceptions
Romance is one of the most popular genres. It's also one of the most misunderstood. The glut of poorly scripted romcoms that Hollywood churns out has led many to equate romance with Roger Ebert's "idiot plot". This association is the fault of greedy/lazy film making; not any defect in the romance genre itself.

The second pernicious fallacy surrounding romance is that it's all about feelings. My editor, L. Jagi Lamplighter, rescued me from this error with the following correction:
Romance is not about feelings. Romance is questions applied to emotional goals. Who is the person who will make me feel complete? What do I need to do gain his approval? Why is he the way that he is?
In short, romance is a character goal.

I've written about the importance and technique of character goals before. To recap, every plot is driven by characters who want things and encounter obstacles to achieving those goals. The greater the opposition and the bigger the stakes, the higher the tension rises. That's the essence of conflict, which is the engine of every effective plot.

When presented correctly*, goal and stake placement leads the characters (and readers) to ask questions--at least implicitly--about the story. This is the key to pacing and reader engagement. Properly alternating questions, throwing out misdirections, and providing answers is what makes for a classic page-turner.

NB: since as an author, you're really selling yourself (folks don't just want to buy stories; they want to buy them from you), it helps the author-reader relationship to share your own goals with your audience. 

*By the way, proper presentation is: Question 1, Misdirection 1, Q2, Answer 1, M2, Q3, A2, etc.

How do these guidelines apply to romance? The same way they apply to any other type of plot.

In this video, author Dan Wells plugs classic romance novel Pride and Prejudice into his patented seven point story structure model (skip to 1:35). This is also my preferred plot structure. I'll have one; at most two, seven point plots for a short story and interweave five to seven of them for a novel.

Notice how Dan's chart covers everything discussed above. He's got a character goal with high emotional stakes (viz. marriage), the main characters starting out in a position of weakness relative to that goal, and serious obstacles between the characters and their goal. The turns and pinches of seven point structure are handy ways of charting questions and misdirections.

Now that we've got our romance plot structure, how do we fill in the blanks? The goal--or hook--is pretty easy. It's almost always going to be getting the characters together. The questions will largely be variations of how to get them together, which follow from the obstacles placed in their way.

Romantic obstacles can take many forms, but they're usually circumstances that keep the main characters apart. In Jane Austen's novels, the strict code of Regency era social and moral norms is the main source of romantic obstacles. In Twilight, the dude being undead and the chick being human creates a lot of tension. In Romeo and Juliet, the young lovers come from opposite sides of an inter-family feud.

I won't say too much about the nature of the romantic conflict in Souldancer; just that cultural differences are involved--along with a major twist on the versatile Beauty and the Beast plot.

So that's what I've learned about writing romance. If you have further insights, don't hesitate to share them in the comments.

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Signs 2002

By popular demand, we delve once more into the back catalog of wunderkind-turned-byword-turned-mercenary director M. Night Shyamalan. 

This blog's reviews of Sham's Eastrail 177 Trilogy chronicled the rise of an earnest auteur, his fall to hubris, his delayed redemption, and his subsequent relapse. But twenty years ago, Shyamalan was riding high on a string of hits with Christian undertones. 

The Village presented those themes so subtly that many viewers missed them. Sham's reasons for soft-pedaling the Village's Christian message almost certainly arose from reactions to its predecessor, 2002's alien invasion thriller Signs.

M. Night Shyamalan film review ahead. That inevitably means spoilers. If you somehow missed this nineteen-year-old megahit, continue at your own risk.

As a screenwriter, Shyamalan is forthcoming about his liberal use of tropes. Most fans point to Unbreakable as the most trope-heavy Sham flick, but that distinction really goes to Signs. True, the main characters in Unbreakable are superhero archetypes. In Signs, every character is an archetype.

To prove my point, I'll write this review without using a single character's name, and you won't be confused.

Ready? Here goes.

A Lapsed Pastor still grieving over his Lost Lenore manages a farm and the rearing of his two children--Waif Prophet boy and Oracular Urchin girl--with help from his Strong Silent Misfit brother. Their already upturned lives are further rocked when crop circles turn up in the cornfield.

Lapsed Pastor suspects Punk Kids at work. But escalating weirdness, culminating in videotaped proof, reveals the anomalies as reconnaissance performed in advance of an alien invasion.

With their world falling apart in a figurative and literal sense, the Pastor and the Misfit try to put the potentially apocalyptic events in context. Lapsed Pastor makes a speech wherein he divides people into two categories based on how they explain tragedy: Providence or dumb luck.

When the chips are down, Lapsed Pastor admits he hates God for taking his Lenore. All seems lost, but a whole arsenal of Chekhov's guns strategically placed throughout the film--including Lost Lenore's dying words and water glasses set up by Oracular Urchin--goes off, saving the day.

Tragedy turns out not to be senseless after all. God was working through secondary causes to bring good from evil the whole time.

Okay, unlike Shyamalan's misunderstood masterpiece The Village, Signs deserves some of the grief it gets from critics. As a parable tackling the perennial dilemma of theodicy, it's hamfisted and glaringly on the nose.

What's more, Shyamalan rigs the game in his favor by giving multiple characters prophetic gifts on a one-off or ongoing basis. You show Providence by having a character suffer a broken leg which makes him miss his trip on the Titanic; not by putting a reminder to swing a baseball bat in six months on his dying wife's lips.

The problem with Signs' Chekhov's guns is that they serve no purpose other than their highly contrived role in the final act. In the original example, the gun isn't hung on the wall just so the story's specific murder victim can be shot. It needs a plausible reason to be there, like the owner being an avid hunter.

Those comments don't break any new ground. Lots of critics made the same observations and panned Signs as a result. Writing off the whole movie due to one clumsy plot device isn't fair, though. Critics eat up plenty of other films with even more overt messaging. I suspect much of their disdain for Signs springs from the fact that its message is explicitly Christian. At least one prominent review I remember from back in the day made no bones about the critic's anti-Christian bias.

An honest take on Signs will acknowledge the all-around solid performances, pitch-perfect tone, expertly crafted mood, and flawlessly executed horror sequences. Sham has mentioned The Birds and Night of the Living Dead as influences on Signs, and he evokes the steadily heightening tension of both admirably.

These years later, Signs remains Shyamalan's most explicitly Christian film. The backlash against it probably led to its successor being his most covertly Christian film. It's worth watching, if only as an antidote to the oppressive Death Cult ethos trumpeted by most Hollywood pictures these days.

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Atheist Creation Myth

Dark Ages

Every religion provides its adherents with an origin story--an explanation for who the faithful are and how their creed came to be.

Nu-atheism is no exception. Some would argue that atheism isn't a religion but a lack of belief. Science and logic prove this claim false. Human beings are wired to worship. The only people who have no gods are nutcases who think they are God.

Listen to atheists spawned by Dawkins, Hitchens, Harris, and the like, and it soon becomes apparent that they worship their intellects and their egos. Like all faiths, theirs has a creation myth.

An integral part of the atheist creation narrative is belief in the Christian Dark Ages. During this benighted period, the story goes, Europeans lost the advances of Greece and Rome. Stifled by the Church, further technological advancement would have to wait for the Renaissance, which was mainly a warm up for the Enlightenment.

Most religions' origin stories are set during purposefully vague past epochs. When a time frame is given at all, it's in nebulous terms like, "a long time ago," or, "in the primordial chaos before time."

Nu-atheism is one of the few religions that sets a key part of its origin story during a concrete span of time. The "Dark Ages", in the original Medieval usage, referred to either the 13th or the 10th and 11th centuries, but Reformation and Enlightenment writers later expanded its duration from the fall of Rome to the Renaissance.

Conveniently, the concrete historical setting of this particular creation myth allows us to conclusively debunk it.

Any historians worth their salt have been disavowing the concept of the Dark Ages for years.

So have honest atheists, for that matter. Here's Tim O'Neill's review of Hannam, wherein he demolishes the internet atheist dogma that scientific advancement stalled in the Middle Ages.
It's not hard to kick this nonsense to pieces, especially since the people presenting it know next to nothing about history and have simply picked up these strange ideas from websites and popular books. The assertions collapse as soon as you hit them with hard evidence. I love to totally stump these propagators by asking them to present me with the name of one - just one - scientist burned, persecuted, or oppressed for their science in the Middle Ages. They always fail to come up with any. They usually try to crowbar Galileo back into the Middle Ages, which is amusing considering he was a contemporary of Descartes. When asked why they have failed to produce any such scientists given the Church was apparently so busily oppressing them, they often resort to claiming that the Evil Old Church did such a good job of oppression that everyone was too scared to practice science. By the time I produce a laundry list of Medieval scientists - like Albertus Magnus, Robert Grosseteste, Roger Bacon, John Peckham, Duns Scotus, Thomas Bradwardine, Walter Burley, William Heytesbury, Richard Swineshead, John Dumbleton, Richard of Wallingford, Nicholas Oresme, Jean Buridan and Nicholas of Cusa - and ask why these men were happily pursuing science in the Middle Ages without molestation from the Church, my opponents usually scratch their heads in puzzlement at what just went wrong.
If there were no Dark Ages, why is belief in the Dark Age myth so widespread? First, people need stories that reinforce their identities. A story that reaffirms who you are over and against someone else is especially powerful. Knowing you're not them is vital to knowing who you are.

For atheists who get their medieval history from Family Guy, an essential part of who they're not is the superstitious rubes that razed the ancient libraries and burned free thinkers at the stake. To them, it doesn't matter that that those rubes never existed.

Second, the black legend of the Dark Ages is another Christian own-goal. It was Protestants who took the ball from Petrarch, ran with it, and passed it down the field to Enlightenment secular humanists. Much like the campfire tales about the Crusades, propaganda spread by the Reformers as part of their own origin story came back to bite them.

This post isn't to knock all religious origin stories set during a concrete point in history. The existence and ministry of Jesus, for example, is better attested than the lives of Socrates, Alexander the Great, and Julius Caesar.

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Candy Desk Honey Trap

Candy Desk

A catch-22 inherent in outsider politics is that movements outside the mainstream by definition attract misfits and oddballs. Those kinds of folks tend to suffer from a dearth of patience, invites lax vetting of new members. Instead of a big tent, the typical outsider movement often ends up as a circus tent.

We saw this dynamic on full display with the meteoric rise and precipitous fall of the Alt-right three years ago. They'd tapped into an energetic part of the zeitgeist and built a head of steam, only to lose it all in a series of unforced blunders. Their movement took its mortal blow when naiveté and poor planning led them into a purpose-built trap.

If you read this blog with any regularity, you know I urge dissidents against street action. If Charlottesville wasn't enough of a cautionary tale, the BLM riots that overran major cities this past summer should have served ample notice that the Left controls the streets.

Folks in certain quarters of the Right like to flirt with genetic determinism. I'm no determinist, but the mounting evidence is making me wonder if an affinity for outsider politics might be genetic, and if it shares a gene with severe learning disabilities.

Now, I'm far from infallible. Frequent readers will recall my prediction that democrat officials in Virginia were setting up the Richmond gun rights rally to be C-Ville 2. That protest went off without a hitch, its success widely ascribed to the massive turnout.

My forecast may not have been totally wrong, just slightly premature. Here we are almost exactly one year later, and our rulers finally have the spectacular right-wing riot they've been salivating over for years.
Seething with anger, mostly unmasked, Donald Trump’s supporters stormed and breached the U.S. Capitol on Wednesday, stoked by his defiant speech claiming the election had been stolen from him. Tens of thousands of supporters braved bone-chilling temperatures to hear him speak at the Ellipse below the White House, then many marched to Capitol Hill and up the steps, pushing their way past Capitol Police, as some of the lawmakers’ office buildings were evacuated, and Washington, DC’s mayor issued a city-wide curfew.
Of course, the piece reads like a Death Cult creedal statement. It's yet another verse in a nonstop litany of imprecations against Orange Hitler. This time, the Cult's priests in the media are rebuking their outgoing antichrist for ordering his warlocks to do violences in the holy temple of democracy because he's a sore loser. That the most egregious act of violence was committed by capitol police who killed a female Trump supporter is usually glossed over.

Another blind spot besetting many dissidents is their contradictory mouthing of the fact that the other side controls the media while rushing to take public action they know the media will use to smear them. Yes, the dominant narrative about the Capitol debacle is unconscionably slanted, but the Left controls the news organs, so they get to set the narrative. Dissidents walk into the press' line of fire at their own risk.

Yet a third handicap afflicting dissidents is a sort of transient amnesia. Some of the Trump supporters who've spent the last few years warning about the dangers of street protests are the same people calling the Capitol disaster a smashing success. They say it's an inflection point against the corrupt system, akin to the Boston Tea Party.

When evaluating the success or failure of a tactic, it's vital to look at outcomes, not abstract aspirations. Here are the results of the Capitol occupation so far:
The MSM smear job is working, too. Most voters oppose the storming of the Capitol and blame Trump for it.


Some will retort, "The republicucks were always going to cave, the media were always going to lie about the rally, and the Harris-Biden Admin was going to crack down on dissenters anyway."

Which raises the question, why did tens of thousands of Trump supporters protest at the Capitol? The event was part of the Stop the Steal rallies intended to overturn the rigged election. That's why the MAGA crowd was protesting while Congress counted the electoral votes.

When a tactic achieves the exact opposite of its desired effect, you call it what it is: a failure.

And the current backlash is just the start. Big business and glow-in-the-dark agencies are already howling for protesters' blood.

Flight Attendants

The aftershocks of this disaster will reverberate for years. The victorious elites will hound anyone identified as a Capitol protester with federal charges. Big Tech will sentence known participants, and many ordinary people who supported them, to internal economic exile.

We'll never know what exactly happened at the Capitol yesterday. With the lapdog press rushing to memory hole evidence of Antifa provocation, this mystery will go the way of Epstein and the Vegas shooting.

What is known beyond a doubt is that dissidents will have to start learning from their mistakes if they want to survive the incoming crackdown.

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