Ready For My Closeup

11 08 2022

Washington, D.C.

We’re now within three months of midterm election day.

I’ve been working on this thought for awhile, and I think I’ve given it all the spit shine and polish I need to present it to the world and for the record:

If the red team doesn’t do as well as the median of the legit predictions, then it will be for two reasons and two reasons alone:

Kevin McCarthy and Mitch McConnell.

In other words, people realizing that probably the two most singularly undeserving people in the United States would most benefit from all this new pop-nat-right energy, and those two people would then proceed to run it into the ground.

That would be what makes the difference between an extinction-level event and just a mere landslide, or between a landslide and some gains, however the case will work out.

Remember This Word

10 08 2022

Los Angeles

If you read my social feeds, then you already know the word.

When I split the goalposts between the black pill and the white pill, and between extreme conspiratorialism and extreme anti-conspiratorialism, and between extreme cynicism and extreme optimism, I come up with some accurate predictions.

I think it was maybe as early as 2006, but definitely before 2010, that I saw coming down the pike, and outright predicted, that it was going to get to a point that people would be in more legal trouble for calling the cops than actually committing the offense which caused the cops to be called, and that the imperative would be social justice-y and equity-y in one way or another. That has certainly come to pass, to wit: The Central Park bird watcher, and all the fallout from it, including several states passing laws.

Now, with that out of the way, I want you all to remember this word:


Next step: Read this story, then come back.

Good, you came back, at least. You didn’t abandon me.

Now let’s mash it all together.

Geofencing (for the purpose of limiting the speed of automobiles within the geofenced area, and of course cars will be made to have the ability to receive and obey geofences), will happen, no matter how much you or I or anyone else whines, whales, bitches, moans, sues, protests or agitates. It’s because of stories like the one you just read. More generally, it will be because of increasingly wild driving on the part of jubilant blacks in the United States who no longer have to fear getting a traffic ticket because George Floyd. And on this continent, it will be because of the Truck Drivers of Peace (“We’re driving down the road in the Truck of Peace, you never know who we’ll run into today” — SyeTen), who slam on the gas after misinterpreting that liberal egalitarian religious book called the Koran.

In fact, it was two months ago that I mentioned here the very story which got the mainstream German media, especially FAZ, to start floating the geofencing trial balloon, as if to get people prepared for it. Here, the term is at first spelled out as “Geografische Einzäunung,” or “Geografischer Zaun,” but then they subsequently use the English language term.

And on top of all that, I’ve just seen this movie too many times before. Most theoretical proposals that people initially resist for privacy concerns wind up actually being implemented because something happens that does or seems to override all those concerns.

Ten to twenty years down the line. Mark me.

Rubicon, Crossed.

8 08 2022

West Palm Beach, Florida

And it only took 22 years from Rubicon to Empire the first time around. That means by 2044, things should shake out. I’ll probably live long enough to see it all transpire, and thankfully, from afar.

It’s all just a matter of names, dates and proper nouns, and seeing who is sitting in the last remaining chair after the music stops, seeing who gets to be the American analogue to Augustus. If the history holds, there will be at least one major assassination along the way.

Those interesting times referred to in a Chinese curse? We’re going to get our interesting times whether we want them or nah.

August 8, 2022, a day that shall live in infamy.


As an aside, today, August 9, 2022, is the eighth anniversary of the GENTILIVUS GIANTIVS of the Fergaza Strip purloining his ultimate cigarillo. That is what started the nearly three year era of this blog having its highest traffic and most attention, and me becoming something of a medium wheel in the Alt Right. Of course, that other day, almost three years later, ended that era. Because I ran the only frequently updated St. Louis-based (double entendre) and -focused Alt Right platform, and people obviously got interested in St. Louis starting eight years ago tomorrow night, I was well positioned to be that market’s only supplier. I was a monopoly. And a lot of people stuck around even after Ferguson cooled off, right until, well, that day. Not so much since then.

Like I have written here before, I was at the State Fair in Sedalia that day, and four something in the afternoon, I took a break to get in some shade and glance at the news on my sail foam, and I saw this story about a fatal officer involved shooting in Ferguson. Twenty-nine hours later, Ferguson instantly and forever changed from being a middle aged St. Louis suburb to international news and a permanent metaphor.


6 08 2022

Washington, D.C.

Must get this out of the way first — We all know that it’s not true that the “far right” is the prime threat of domestic terrorism in the United States. Or even here in Germany, where they’re preaching the same lie (“Kampf gegen Rechts”). The real honest dispassionate examination of statistics bears it out, in both countries.

Onward and upward.

In theory, and let me say that a few more times so I don’t get misunderstood — In theory, in theory, in theory, in theory, in theory.

There is a plausible path for both the greatest domestic terror wellspring being the far right, and no far rightists or any rightists being on the FBI Ten Most Wanted List, to be true at the same time.

It’s because, generally speaking, people who are on the FBI’s, or any agency’s 10MW lists, are there because they’re wanted for relatively non-recent crimes, and have been on the lam for as long. Hence, why they’re “wanted” — If they were in custody, they wouldn’t be “wanted.”

Notice on the FBI’s current 10MW, that some of the crimes are more than 50 years old. And I don’t think any of them are what you would call fresh blood on the wall.

And why are there so many left wing extremists on the lam at all? And how can they be on the lam for decades on end?

It’s because they have networks and connections they can use to hide out.

Remember, a good chunk of the while Bill Ayers was on the lam, he was living on a houseboat owned and expenses paid for by the National Lawyers Guild.

And I imagine that people or groups with some importance, influence, gravitas or clout are hiding most or all of these people on the current 10MW. A few of them are using a country, that being Cuba. During the days of the Soviet Union, Moscow was ultimately behind the Baader-Meinhof gang (Red Army Faction) here, and the FALN (Puerto Rican separatists) in the United States, using their vassals East Germany and Cuba as fronts. Terrorism is a lot easier to get away with when you have big and serious institutions in back of you.

Meanwhile, and in contrast, right wing extremist terrorist types in the current epoch don’t have those kinds of networks. When there is an act of RWEDT, the perpetrator (usually just one in a given act, lone-wolf-ism is a RW tendency, and their lone wolf mentality helps to explain their lack of being networked up) doesn’t have the ability to hide out for long, and is quickly apprehended. If not, they instantly turn themselves in or make themselves very easy to catch, because they want to to be known and want to start cashing in on the instant publicity and infamy, and they want people to read their stupid manifestos. Which means that RWEDTs aren’t ever on the lam long enough to wind up on a 10MW.

So you mash this all together, and it’s easy to see, (again, in theory), how RWEs could be doing most of the DT in a numerical sense, but its individual perps never end up on 10MW.

Before I let this go, I once again have to put in a book recommendation, and this excellent review of it which is almost as good as the book itself, in case you don’t want to do the book, while we’re talking about LWEDT in and the ’70s in America. Incidentally, the Baader-Meinhof Gang here also peaked in the ’70s, which means that the ’70s were truly the absurdum to the reductio that were the ’60s.

CNN Level

6 08 2022

Austin, Texas

On the Alex Jones and Sandy Hook civil lawsuit judgment and verdict.

Going to start off with a prediction:

The public facing mainstream media platforms of major American multimedia corporations and conglomerates are gloating and spiking the football, now. But, don’t doubt me on this — Probably as you’re reading these words, the lawyers for these same corporations are already hard at work writing the legal briefs that will be submitted in the process of filing the appeal to this verdict in the hopes of getting it overturned. At the same time that CNN’s on-air personalities are popping bubbly, Warner Brothers’s C-suite lawyers want it overturned.

And I don’t think it’s hard to figure out why. If you can’t already figure it out, the rest of this post will have hints.

Now, onward and upward.

I might be misreading the matter, or I’m properly reading the analysis from people that are themselves misreading the matter. But the way I interpret it right now, if AJ actually sincerely believed that SH was a total hoax/false flag/crisis actors event, and he testified to such while under oath or deposition in the process of this suit, there would have been no legal path for the jury to find for the SH parents and against him. What turned out to be the tort was that he said it and knew he was deliberately saying something he didn’t believe, all to draw attention to himself, and of course to make money. And he had to confess as such during the process, because he was under oath. Prison if he lied. And there had to be a giant paper trail to prove that he didn’t actually believe it, that could have been easily discovered and used against him in a potential criminal perjury trial against him, if he would have claimed that he actually believed it.

To put it another way, the rub in this civil trial is not that AJ believed something so obviously crazy and virtually impossible, but he didn’t and claimed he did for clickbait and eventually for profit.

It might be tempting to think that one of the good things that will happen as a consequence of this trial is that it’s going to act as a future deterrent against the American right of the lamestream right’s not quite so desirable propensity to find a conspiracy in everything. Sometimes, in fact, usually, the cigar is just a cigar. Comma, Bill Clinton. The reason it can’t do that is, for what I wrote above, that if AJ said it because he actually believed it, that would not have been tortious.

No, what the real and hopefully positive fallout from this here will be is that it will put a kibosh on the clickbait industry. You know, “Why is my hot nude yoga class still hideously white?”

Like I said, hints.

In a way, provided this verdict stands, and I have my doubts it will, this will be some measure of earthly sweet justice for people like Jared Taylor, and my second son’s namesake (RIP), and all like them, and I have to throw myself into that mix, who have never wanted publicity, attention or fame so badly that they feel the need to say that a mass shooting that happened didn’t actually happen, or go out and do one themselves. For us, the only solace we can take is that we’ll get our flowers after we’re long gone. As it has happened for my second son’s namesake, that starting eleven years after his way too untimely departure and continuing to the present, he finally got the attention he deserved, while nobody remembers the lame boring uninspiring establishmentarian key pounders and talking heads that were his much more famous (i.e. establishment-peddled) contemporaries in life. Hell, the only reason anyone might remember William Safire a hundred years from now is that he wrote a backup version of Nixon’s Moon landing statement in case Apollo 11 failed and Armstrong, Collins and/or Aldrin died either on, near or around the Moon.

One more thing:

This verdict has sunk Alex Jones’s credibility so far that it’s almost down to CNN level.

Trump Endorsed Eric

3 08 2022

Jefferson City

The first season of “House” on was also the last season of “That 70’s Show,” both were on over-the-air Fox. And both shows had a character named Eric Foreman.

There were four guys with my first name on the baseball team sophomore year of high school. My first name isn’t exactly a rare one, but it’s also not the most common one.


What happened yesterday is what I said would happen back in March. Even though Eric Greitens’s collapse in the polls took longer than I thought, it eventually happened.

The problem was that, as long as it was nothing more than he said she said, gossip, and the pure political vendetta of a Soros prosecutor, it wasn’t going to hurt him. Whatever connection he had and made with people, and I never could grok it myself, it was enough to power through all that, and any other predicaments he got himself into.

But as of March, it became an affidavit. And that became a lot harder to overlook.

I was at the inauguration in 2017 where all five of the Class of 2016 red team clean sweep were sworn in, Eric Greitens as Governor, Mike Parson as Lt. Gov., Josh Hawley as AG, Eric Schmitt as Treasurer, and Jay Ashcroft as SoS. I thought to myself then that Schmitt was the one who had the highest ceiling. I was wrong about that precisely, but it’s also not a surprise that Schmitt is (very likely) going to the United States Senate. And as of right now, the only one of those who is where they were on inauguration day in 2017 is Ashcroft. And now, Parson is most likely going to have to go shopping for another AG, and I see that the Treasurer that he put in Schmitt’s place when he moved Schmitt from Treasurer to AG after Hawley went to the Senate himself won the nomination for Auditor yesterday, and should he win in November, Parson will have to go shopping for a Treasurer again.

That’s a lot of turnover and deck shuffling in a mere six years.

Now from what I can see with the results yesterday, and combined with what I was able to glean in the months leading up to it, it came down to a point where the two Erics were the only real contenders. Neither Vicky Hartzler nor Billy Long ever had enough name rec outside their own districts to be able to rise above the level of dark horse semi-contenders. Long finished in third place in his own home county of Greene, to make matters worse for him. For Hartzler’s sake, she won most of the counties in her Congressional district, which was enough to slot her ahead of Greitens for second place when all the votes were counted. And Hawley endorsing her likely helped. (That, I’ll never be able to figure out.) But it wasn’t enough to give her any serious chance to win.

“But Blogmeister,” I can already hear the peanut gallery squak, “weren’t you….?”

Yep. Ten years ago this time. And just typing that makes me realize that it has already been ten years. That was the last time Missouri had a truly contentious Republican primary for U. S. Senate.

The difference then is that, if you were a Republican doing a statewide run from the previous vantage point of only ever having won a Congressional district, CD-2 (in the way it existed in the era of Missouri having nine Congressional districts) was the one you wanted to be from. Because it overlayed the most active and interested Republican voters in the state, and the most enthusiatic donors (and also the biggest donors). Too, Todd had statewide name recognition in sort of a “below ground” sense, mostly among conservative churches.

All in all, what happened yesterday is that Eric Schmitt was perceived as the safe choice, and once the fact that Mrs. Eric Greitens signed an affidavit sunk in, people gravitated to the safe choice. It’s just too bad that he’s going to do whatever Mitch McConnell wants and nothing more. Though as far as that goes, he’s going to be the perfect drop in replacement for Roy Blunt, who himself was the perfect drop in replacement for Kit Bond. Let’s just say that Schmitt isn’t going to make any waves, unlike his about-to-be Senate colleague from both the state and the Class of 2016.

Oh, and one more thing: Mark McCloskey, why did you even bother?


I wrote earlier this year that the two big acid tests to whether the Republican Party body politic in the United States is really changing were going to be J. D. Vance and Neil Kumar. Vance won and Kumar didn’t. But I should have added Blake Masters, who did win yesterday. What Vance and Masters had that Kumar did not was Peter Thiel’s money. And Peter Thiel isn’t playing with house money, which means he’s not going to burn money. Vance and Masters were in open races with no incumbent and with other candidates that weren’t too well funded by other sources, whilst Kumar had to face a Walmart-funded entrenched incumbent.

Other news from other states yesterday: I see that Kris Kobach is getting back into the ring, and he won the nomination for Kansas AG. As badly as Trump treated Jeff Sessions, I think his snubbing of Kobach was even more devastating. And the Never Trumper Impeacher Peter Meijer (Who I think is part of the family that owns the hypermarket chain) in western Michigan is out, at the hands of someone who looks like an age-progressed Rerun from “What’s Happening.”

Raj Chetty’s Latest Research

2 08 2022

Palo Alto, California

I can break it down in a metaphor.

Let’s say there’s this model railroad club in this city. Among its members are Paul, the executive vice-president for something-or-another at a Fortune 500 corporation in town, and Billy Bob, a teenager whose parents have a very modest income. But Paul notices “something” in Billy Bob, and uses his pull to get Billy Bob on in the mailroom at the Fortune 500 corporation. Forty years later, Billy Bob has risen all the way to the top and has become CEO.

That’s why Chetty is talking about, the mobility in socioeconomic status (SES) that comes from and in fact rooted in the SES heterogeneity of groups and organizations that aren’t explicitly organized around SES.

However, what Chetty is trying to sell you on, or he’s either deliberately or unwittingly peddling disingenuously, is that there should be something that forces the model railroad club to take in any ole Jamarquavious who has zero interest in model railroad and a low IQ, because, that way, Paul will be able to get him on the CEO track, too.

Then again, that seems to be Chetty’s purpose in life, to hunt for any justification for shoveling black people out of cities and move them next to you.

Remember, the sine qua non of the model railroad club is interest in model railroad. And on top of that, Paul had to “see something” in Billy, that he never did in anyone else at the club.

Of course, I’ve explained these things a few times before.

Aggravated Retweeting in the First Degree

30 07 2022

North St. Louis City

So the FBI went in guns and grenades a’blazin’ to knock back a hovel full of half wit blacks, because someone in Russia retweeted one of their lame ass videos.

Hey, black people. With “friends” like the FBI under “President” Joe “Black Lives Matter” Biden, you don’t need the actual Klan anymore.

But of course we know what this is all about — ZOMG MUH RUSSIA LOL~!!!!!!1

And continuing the narrative that Russian trolls have far more influence than they actually do, which is of course to prop up the lie that Trump 2016 because Russia.

From the Party That Also Can’t Define “Woman” and “Is”

28 07 2022

Washington, D.C.

A “recession” in the United States is officially defined thus: As many consecutive quarters of year-over-year negative economic growth as necessary such that the final single quarter of the chain of consecutive quarters ends after an election day in which Democrats defend either an executive level office and/or a majority in a legislative body.

RIP Wally

28 07 2022

Los Angeles

Tony Dow has indeed passed, yesterday, at the age of 77. Day before, it was reported that he did, and then it was retracted but noted that he was probably only hours away. The hour struck for good yesterday.

As most of you know, I have this as my avatar on most of my social media presences.

It’s a screencap from Season 2 Episode 24, “The Bus Ride.”

Note:  If you try to watch ^this^ YT video on its standalone YT URL, it will claim that it has suicidal imagery and make you hit “Agree and Proceed.”  Here in the current year, you’d think the problem would have been that it traumatizes Black people.  Gotta love AI.

I adopted this as my avatar after the Jena, Louisiana noose hysteria in 2007. (“No noose is good noose”). When I changed countries and continents, I also found out that Jena (here pronounced “Yay-nuh” or “Yee-nuh”) is a Thuringian city of decent size and some deep history. First time I was there was in October 2019, which was the first time I saw all the significant Thuringian cities.

So as you can probably figure, I’ve watched LITB. In fact, I think I’ve seen every episode.

In recent years, a lot of people from the LITB actor universe have passed on. Barbara Billingsley (“June Cleaver”) in 2010 at 94. Frank Bank (“Lumpy Rutherford”) in 2013 at 71. Ken Osmond (“Eddie Haskell”) in 2020 at 76. And now, “Wally Cleaver.” By comparison, Hugh Beaumont (“Ward Cleaver”) passed in 1982 at 73, in fact, he happened to be in Munich when he passed, visiting his son. Richard Deacon (“Fred Rutherford”), in 1984 at 62.

So now, only The Beaver (Jerry Mathers) is left, age 74. His character’s name was in the title, and he’s the one who outlived them all. No surprise, because he was/is the youngest. I’m guessing that most of the people who played the characters that were his friends in the same grade as himself are still living.

Tony Dow’s passing is actually making me think of history a little bit.


When my mother turned me on to LITB, must have been when I was around eight years old, she made it out like the way life was depicted in the show was the way it was for pretty much everyone during that period.

Already I can hear the peanut gallery and the back of the class yelling out in unison: “OH BULLSHIT~!”

As I got older, and able really to grasp and understand history, I realized that she wasn’t quite telling me the truth. Because it certainly wasn’t that way for her.

I’m going to go through what I believe to be is some of the relevant history of the matter.


LITB ran for six seasons, from 1957 to 1963. It was on CBS during its first season, which was the network you wanted to be on. But after that, it switched to ABC, the network you didn’t want to be on, for the remainder of its run. (I’m guessing because CBS didn’t want it anymore for its poor ratings, in spite of all else, which I’ll get to.) It was slotted in four different nights of the week, and two of those were Friday and Saturday, which was pretty much like not being on TV at all. It never cracked the top 20 in ratings, even during its best season.

So how is it that anyone even remembers the show at all, or knows about it today, here in 2022-land? Such that the passing of the man who played the older brother on the show is even somewhat newsworthy.

For that, we need to start three decades earlier. That the First World War caused a lot of cultural changes is pretty well known to most people who are conversational in 20th century history. The increasing libertine attitudes were more prevalent in some countries (cough, cough, Weimar, cough, cough, speaking of Thuringia), than others. But all throughout the Western world, especially countries that were WWI combatants, that was the trend.

Including the United States. Most of you know the history of that at least to a rudimentary level.

Hollywood’s part in peddling the cultural rot in the 1920s did eventually generate a backlash. That eventually resulted in something called the Hays Code. It wasn’t any kind of state-enforced law, but an industry cartel agreed upon set of standards to stop the backlash and prevent actual state censorship. Formally, the Hays Code was most seriously self-enforced from the early ’30s to the mid ’50s, but its affects lingered on for much longer. In fact, I happen to think that the Hays Code still has lingering effects on the industry to this day. This might be different now, because I haven’t seen an American polprod since about the middle of the last decade. But even then, generally speaking, and in the entirety of my conscious existence in watching TV, the cops always win, the criminals always lose. That was part of the Hays Code, in order to prevent people from thinking that the cops and the law in the real world could be beaten and that one could “get away with it.” So as to prevent marginal people (“morons”) from even trying. Too, because TV networks and movie studios are also linked with local and national news divisions, and those want and need a good relationship with real world law enforcement agencies, (inside tracks to information), this notion to show that “you can’t ever get away with it” serves to keep that real world relationship amicable. On the flip side, that eventually caused something called The CSI Effect, where real world jurors expect the real world cops to do it as well as the cops on TV, and refuse to convict defendants when the real world cops don’t. And most of the time, they actually don’t. Because, well, TV is TV, reality is reality. But that’s for another day.

So while the Hays Code as A Thing might have petered out by around the mid-’50s, its precepts still lingered. Combined with the fact that television was far from universally praised in the first full calendar decade of its existence, (“The Vast Wasteland,” etc etc.), TV and media company execs wanted to continue to grease the skids by providing “wholesome” non-controversial programming that itself was Hays Code compliant.  Not helping matters were the game show corruption scandals of the second half of the decade.  And all this was at the same time that there were other moral hysteriae afoot about comic books and rock and roll. I know there were actual Congressional hearings about the “dangers” of comic books in 1954.

Against that background, you can see why the TV execs of the time wanted to throw bones to the wolves.

Shows like LITB, “Ozzie and Harriet,” and “Father Knows Best,” were such “bones.” And why the networks tolerated their relatively low ratings and the fact that they were money pits, to a point — In fact, the famous LITB episode where The Beaver gets stuck in the soup cup on a billboard was the most expensive television show to produce in the history of TV until that point.  (BTW, a “discriminating” hostess?  You can tell this was before the Civil Rights Act, lol).

Another parenthetical: The reason there were so many St. Louis references in the dialogue during the LITB run I believe was because its sole sponsor for the entire run was Ralston-Purina. This was back in the days when almost all shows had only a single advertising sponsor.

Yet another parenthetical: LITB was the first show on American TV to show a toilet. That was in the second aired episode in the first season, the one where Wally and Beaver order a pet baby alligator. Evidently, that toilet scene was so controversial that it was a struggle even to get the suits upstairs to sign off on it, that a whole frickin compromise had to be worked out where only the top half of the toilet was shown. Such were the times. Which all sort of goes to prove my point.

Anyway, as time went on, the Hays Code self-enforcement cartel became weaker, and the LITB type shows ended. With no imperative to replace them with similar shows. The last real “dorky” family show in my reading of the history was “The Brady Bunch.”  But even that was a bit different, in that it portrayed a widow with her daughters and a widower with his sons getting married and creating a blended family. It too never had good ratings during its original run, but was rescued and kept afloat by its cult following.

LITB was destined to be forgotten totally, as if it never existed. And that would have been the case.


Fast forward to the decade of my birth.

Americans in the decade of the 1970s suddenly got nostalgic for the 1950s. The first canary in the coal mine was Don McLean’s famous song, “American Pie” (1971), which itself was an anthology-as-song of popular music between the Iowa plane crash of 1959 which killed Richie Valens, Buddy Holly and J. P. “The Big Bopper” Richardson (Waylon Jennings was supposed to be on that flight, but gave up his seat to The Big Bopper because the latter was feeling sick and didn’t want to suffer a long bus trip), on one end, and the clusterfuck that was the 1969 Altamont Free Concert (“Woodstock West”) on the other end. But maybe it was because of Watergate, economic malaise/stagflation/misery index, the failure in Vietnam, or the existence of the Ford Pinto, that people wished for “better times” and “the good ole days.” Blah blah.

Which means, this, a disco arrangement of the “I Love Lucy” theme song, is the most ’70s thing possible, as it mashed up two big late ’70s trends, ’50s nostalgia and disco. Clubs that played this song had Vitamitavegamin on tap.  (RIMSHOT) (Allusion to the joke that the VHS tape of the cast of “Friends” giving a tutorial on how to use Windows 95 is the most ’90s thing possible).

And what people of the 1970s remembered about the 1950s was what they wanted to remember. Selective memory. Which is, always has been, and always will be, a bad human propensity. Can’t have the good ole days without the good, now can we?

That’s when someone must have discovered LITB sitting around in some film vault, the metal cylinder can collecting dust.

Off to the races.

So what it all means is that what LITB eventually became in its second and more popular life was the selective memory filter through which nostalgic people of a later era would come to view delusionally the 1950s. Conversely, LITB would become a cautionary tale metaphor for those who expounded the dangers of papering over the more difficult parts of history with too much “good ole days” schmaltz.

And because LITB became popular again, so did its principal actors. Neither Hugh Beaumont, nor Tony Dow, or Jerry Mathers, ever got much prominent work in the industry after LITB, because LITB typecast them. Of the big four, the one who did the least actual speaking and was seen the least during the LITB series run, Barbara Billingsley, was the one who had the most work post-LITB. (“I speak jive.”) Which is probably why; That’s what saved her later career prospects.  Sorta like the gang banger who commits the fewest crimes has the best chance of avoiding prison when the cops roll the whole gang up.

The renewed popularity of LITB actors eventually begat a reunion movie on CBS, which, as I noted, hosted the first season of LITB. “Still the Beaver,” in 1983.

That in turn begat a series revival, called “The New Leave It to Beaver,” which lasted from 1984 to 1989, on The Disney Channel first run, and it is still to this day (supposedly) the longest running series revival of a previous original series in the history of American television.

Hugh Beaumont was supposed to be in the reunion movie, but, like I said, he died in 1982, just before the shooting and filming started. So the script had to be rewritten to indicate that the Ward Cleaver character passed at some time in the past before the events of the movie. Richard Deacon (“Fred Rutherford”), was in STB, but as he passed in ’84, he was never in NLITB.


I can rationalize even if I can’t justify anyone whose existence ca. 1957 was truly LITB-like thinking that LITB was way more a documentary than a sitcom. But, like I said, it wasn’t the way things actually were for my mother. So why, when her life and existence was not like that, would she try to sell me on that it was the way it was for everyone? Is the power of selective memory so potent that it gives people memories of things they never actually experienced? Or does nostalgia cause people to believe lies about their own lived experience past? Of course I know the answer to that one: The stadium where a memorable event happens only holds 50,000 people, but thirty years later, 10 million people were there. Nostalgia does create its own bandwagon effect.


A little more LITB trivia before I get up on outta here.

* It was set in “Mayfield,” but it never indicated a state. And that was deliberate, so as to keep the geography relatable. There was one point where Wally got a package, and it showed the fictional Cleaver house address, but Wally’s thumb just so happens to cover up the state after “Mayfield” on the typed out address line. That’s how far they went not to associate the show’s fictional setting with an actual state. I think in NLITB, “Mayfield” was given a named state, but don’t quote me on that.

In reality, LITB was shot on the Republic Studios backlot (S 1-2) and then the Universal Studios Backlot (S 3-6), both in Southern California. When it came to dialogue, you got the impression that Mayfield was in where it was IRL filmed, Southern California, but then sometimes it mentioned “California” as a far off state. NLITB was again filmed on the Universal Backlot in L.A., except for its final season, when Universal totally renovated the area, and NLITB filming was moved to Orlando.

You see the link I provided. From that, you can see that the house that was used in “The Munsters” later on was also seen in LITB and was on the Universal backlot. “The Munsters” episodes were co-written by Joe Connelly and Bob Mosher, who themselves wrote LITB scripts for the early part of its run, and supervised other writers later on, so much so that even episodes that C&M didn’t actually write, they were credited in the actual credits as having a supervisory role. C&M were actually a famous script writing pair with a long successful resume, that had a lot of clout in the industry at that time. I’m guessing that if there was any way to get C&M in the credits, you did, because it meant big gravitas.

* IRL Jerry Mathers was one school year older than his Beaver character, and IRL Tony Dow was one school year younger than his Wally character. Wally the character and Tony Dow IRL was 12 turned 13 during the first season filming, and he was then portrayed to be in the eighth grade. When normally, 12-13 years old is seventh grade. Jerry Mathers IRL should have been in the third grade then, but Beaver the character was shown in the second grade. Eventually, both were readjusted to their actual reality, but in different ways. “Wally” had two junior years, Seasons Four and Five. (With no explanation anywhere in S5 why he was still a “junior.”) “Beaver” looked much older at the end of S5 than at the beginning, and was portrayed as being in the sixth grade. But toward the end of S5, a dialogue said that “Beaver is going into the eighth grade (next school year)…” — Meaning I’m guessing the producers/writers knew he was starting to look way more adolescent than boy, and had to adjust.

* Some time back, I noted some eerie similarities between the Ward Cleaver character and another TV dad, Jim Walsh (the original “Beverly Hills 90210,” played by James Eckhouse).

* The Cleaver family car during S 1-2 was a four door Ford Fairlane of what was at that point the current generation. However, for the rest of the run, it was some sort of Chrysler product. Ending with the S5 and S6 car being a 1962 four door Plymouth Fury. While Chrysler was not an official sponsor of the show, I could imagine that there was some sort of relationship between Chrysler and someone either at the studio or the production or ABC the network which begged that.

* Speaking of cars, I really liked “Knight Rider” as a kid.  When Netflix had it, I slow binged watched it.  In its first season, 1982-83, Tony Dow was in an episode.  That was probably filmed at about the time “Still the Beaver” was, and I’m guessing that he got that KR bit part because of the renewed interest in the LITB universe.


19 07 2022

Blankenberge, Belgium

That day. Five years on.

Every July 19 I see for as long as I have left to live will serve to remind me how lucky I was and that I should appreciate everything I’ve gotten since then, because it came this close to not happening at all.

Today our port of call is…well, I already gave that way. As part of our continued and almost complete improvised vacation. Two years ago today, we were also in a beach and coastal city, that being Thessalonica, Greece, as part of our honeymoon.

Anyway, the Belgian coast with its beaches is not known as a warm one, but today it got up to at least 95 from what I can sense, on what will probably be the hottest day this summer in Western Europe. Thing about European heat waves, as I learned three years ago, is that they don’t last that long, so it doesn’t make much sense to call them “waves.” A day or two of really hot maketh a wave not. I remember when I was living in Wiesbaden doing the whole rehab thing three years ago. There was this one day when it topped out at or over 100, but then three days later, there was a morning low under 50. Likewise, here in Blankenberge, the next four days will be upper 60s and low 70s for highs, as they normally are this time of year, but cloudy with some rain every day until Saturday. European heat days also tend not to be any kind of humid at all, (today’s heat here was just about desert-like), unlike your typical St. Louis steam bath this same time of year.

Next year on this day, if all goes well, we won’t be anywhere near a beach. In fact, I plan on revisiting the scene, the very spot where it happened, with the better half, on July 19, 2023. Coming full circle. (“We’re married because this happened”). And we already have our plane tickets purchased — Thank God and Lufthansa for those new FFM to STL direct flights. We bought four round trip tickets, for us and the two hostages to fate and fortune, but we’re still undecided on whether we’re actually going to bring them. They’ll be two and a half years old then, and it will all depend on how terrible are their terrible twos, and how well and quickly and smoothly potty training goes, if they’ve even started by then. However, I really do hope to be able to bring them, not only for their intellectual development (inexplicably, I just wrote “intellectual development” and “St. Louis” in the same paragraph), but also for the fact that I have a pic of myself holding the palm of my hand against one of the legs of the Arch, and the photo is dated only October 1980, when I was three and a half. October 28, 1980 was the Arch’s 15th anniversary of completion, so I’m thinking that my mother took me there for some event or ceremony or observance relating to it, even if it wasn’t on that exact day. I want to replicate the photo with my own two.

Note: While I’m writing this post in the 11 PM hour where I am, I’m scheduling it to go live at 8:45 PM St. Louis time. About the exact time on the clock when…

Dutch Farmer Protest, Explained

16 07 2022



Using some already debunked “something something nitrogen” excuse to transfer ownership of farm land that is currently close or close enough to major cities from farmers to real estate developers. The latter will have cheap cookie cutter apartments built. That way, the urban elites have somewhere to unload the vibrants, migrants and “refugees” that surround them in urban centers on somewhere else. You know, someone else’s diversity is someone else’s strength.

It’s Dutch AFFH. Only using the environment instead of racial or social justice as the excuse.

That said, if this speculation is correct, and considering the nearly homogeneously Dutch constitution of Dutch farmers in general and the ones protesting in particular, I predict the Dutch elites will soon pivot to zomg racism.


I noted here as a comment that we had to abandon our Dutch tour because of the protests, mainly because we would have seemed like oblivious arrogant jerks if we would have tried to continue, much more so than the actual protests causing any ground level transportation and movement delays. Even though by the time I wrote that, they were already causing even more supply chain and logistics problems than the usual First World country, so we knew and factored that in. Two days after we left Amsterdam, the protests did start clogging up traffic enough such that we would have had problems moving around. So our timing was spot on.

Nieuwpoort, Belgium is our current location, as we continue our improvised vacation, one that has already included riding under the longest 21 miles in human history and getting the 25th stamp on my passport and seeing Dover and Folkestone. But I’ll save that for after we get home.

God’s Honest Prophecy

7 07 2022


Boris Johnson was on top of the world on December 12, 2019. Two days before I popped the question.

This is why I don’t gorge on either white or black pills. It’s because I have both observed and been around this business for too long not to know that things can change in a hurry both in a good and bad direction. Gradually and then suddenly.

One month ago today, he survived a no confidence vote in his own party, with 58%. Astute observers on that date noted that, precisely one year to the day before BoJo won his stunning election, Theresa May survived a no confidence vote in her own party with 63%, and was gone within seven months.

And honestly, in the big picture view, it’s not a surprise the way it turned out for him in the long run. My opinion of him from the get-go was that, once you got past Brexit, he was useless. And I absolutely nailed that one. Now that it’s over, we can see that, other than Brexit, he governed almost the same way that any other British PM post-Thatcher would have.

That’s one reason I wanted to go to G7. Other than the networking, which is the main reason. It’s because I knew the way things were going for BoJo, that it was going to be my last and only real chance to get close to him for me to make a personal assessment of him. And I was able to get as close to just beyond “if looks could kill” distance to him, and in fact all seven, at one point in time.

My assessment of him is that, upon seeing him personally, precisely half of you wants to go right toward him for jovial reasons, and precisely the other half of you wants to run away as quickly as possible.

And I guess that’s the way it was with the British electorate. December 12, 2019 was the half that wanted to run toward him, July 7, 2022 was the half that wanted to run away from him.


We picked the worst possible time in a very long time to come to The Netherlands. While the protests aren’t literally that much interfering with what we want to do from a “street level” factor, they are affecting our ability to enjoy what we would be experiencing, from a supply and service standpoint. That, and to try to keep on staying here while this is going on would make us seem and feel like arrogant jerks.

So we’re going to cut this short. We’ll have to do what we couldn’t another time. Since we’re so close, and both these places are not in The Netherlands, we’re going to head to Blakenberge and Dunkirk, do a little exploring, then head home. Probably by late next week.

Until then, quit holding it in. I know you all wanna do it, laugh at me.

I’m So Old.

30 06 2022

Guest post by Puggg

Look at this from Channel 4.

A guy came down the road 100 mph’: Neighbors fed up with Jennings Station Rd. after man killed by speeding car

PINE LAWN, Mo. (KMOV) – People are demanding a fix to a deadly stretch of road in North County.

“A car will drive 80 or 90 mph down this road, says Pine Lawn resident, Clifford Brown.

Arthur Fulton was killed Sunday while pulling out of his driveway onto Jennings Station Road. Police say a Mercedes Benz crashed into his Cadillac.

Clifford Brown lived across the street from him.

“I’ve been knowing him for 30 years and every day he backed in the same way but what was different that day a guy came down the road 100 mph,” Brown said.

Now the neighborhood and the victim’s family are demanding for police and the mayor to step in and make changes to Jennings Station Road, a place they tell News 4 is a death trap.

“Place a policeman where they can catch them speeding. I know this is a busy road, but they might need speed bumps,” said relative Gerald Fulton.

“Come here and patrol these streets. Do it for a week, two weeks. If cars here would slow down, we’ll save another life” Brown said.

It’s like they like to say, I’m so old that I remember, starting eight years ago, that something happened very close to that point, and it all led to Eric Holder’s Justice Department complaining about LEAs and LEOs in North County writing too many speeding tickets to people who look a certain way.

And I’m actually getting to be that old. My next birthday, it’s going to be the one that starts with a 5.

Supreme Court and Conceal Carry.

23 06 2022

Guest post by Puggg

I’m not a lawyer, let’s just start with that.

But what I think it looks like from the Supreme Court ruling that just happened is that a state or a part of a state can’t do may issue, because may issue relies too much on some person’s subjective judgment. So it means they either have to do shall issue plus all the rules, or no issue.

I honestly don’t bark that this ruling is going to change that much of anything in real life. But I could be wrong.

Business in the Front, Party in the Back

22 06 2022


The two hostages to fate and fortune turn a year and a half old today. Three years of life between the two of them.

They are consummately and full time walking now, haven’t had any kind of stumble in almost a month. And they’re understanding and speaking more and more words, in two languages and a dialect.

A year and a half in, it’s perfectly obvious that the older one is more rambunctious, more curious but less vocal, and the younger one is more reserved, more inherently disciplined, but more vocal.

The next big thing will be potty training. We’re going to be on the lookout starting now for the signs that they’re ready, but honestly, we’re not really expecting it to start happening until they turn two. But these things are play it by ear and wait and see, as anyone who has been the parent of children this age can attest.

Tomorrow I have a long drive for my fourth and final weekend in a row of road trips for business. Which could get really interesting and internationally newsworthy — In fact, some people are already preparing for just that, and Antifa are already holding car-b-ques of cop cars and buses in Munich in advance of it. Ironically, Interior Minister Nancy Antifaeser has already ordered strict monitoring at all of the Reich’s major border entry points that would otherwise be wide open, out of fear that the left wing goony birds she otherwise loves so much and willingly cavorts with will stream into the Reich from all over Europe to cause a lot of problems at this given event. Not considering that there are already plenty of them domestically, as she should well know. It will for sure be my longest drive and my longest weekend of the four.

And when I get back, the better half and I are headed out on our low key Dutch vacation. Which means, unless something really big happens, expect little if any commentary either here or on the social feeds until August.

See you then.

A Sunday In Contrasts

21 06 2022

Paris; Riesa (Saxony)

Postscript on my spring break.

Two months after the quintennial Presidential elections in France are the parliamentary elections. Those are held first round then runoffs one week apart. And so they were this year, nine days ago and two days ago, respectively.

And the FN, which previously held only nine seats, and was only projected to win 15 at most after the analysis from the opening round results and data, wound up winning 89 on Sunday. Macron’s party, whose name changes every year, so it seems, did worse than expectations, and in fact lost its absolute majority. JLM, the French Bernie Sanders, whose party was expected to show big growth, and perhaps be the leading partner of a multi-party left-wing majority in the legislature, also lost seats.

The very late breaking news is that the other parties are going to try to do the cordon sanitaire thing again, but they probably can’t and won’t be successful. The FN is now going to be the second largest party in that body.

Now for the difficult point.

You couldn’t get a single day that encapsulated the way things are going this year and so differently on either side of the Rhine than Sunday, two days ago.

On the other side of the Rhine, Marine Le Pen and the RN is having the best year ever, when as late as December, it was thought they were both done.

On this side of the Rhine, in contrast, the AfD can’t get out of its own way. Over the weekend, I was at the Party Days convention near Dresden for almost its entire length — Even though I left what I thought was early, they wound up adjourning before what would have been its normal ending time in order to avoid having to discuss a thorny issue. And it’s all because Blue Team here would rather hornswaggle over internal bureaucrats and counting angels on the head of a pin than trying to replicate what is turning out to be MLP’s successful formula and getting onto peoples’ kitchen tables.

“RINO Hunting”

21 06 2022

Jefferson City

Get me up to speed.

From what little I’ve been able to absorb of the news, the inference I take from it is that the personal scandals from a few months ago didn’t sink Eric Greitens, as I thought they would have, and he’s generally considered a co-front runner still and now. Once I find out the skinny on this new matter, then I’ll posit another prediction. Except take my predictions here with a grain of salt, because they’ve been working out so well (/sarc). I’m the one who thought back in 2016 that the Brunner-Greitens sail foam argument would sink both of them, but Greitens wound up winning that primary and then the general. I guess he just has that X-factor, it’s just that I never saw the appeal even during the days when I was right there ten toes down on scene. And he still has it, even now, even after all this, and maybe even after whatever this new controversy is about.

My Wokedar Is Going Off

21 06 2022

Jacksonville, Florida; Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

This hysteria on the part of the official American (and to a lesser extent, British) sports media about the LIV Golf matter, and so many big name golfers leaving the PGA Tour for it, makes me curious, and has me suspicious.

Laying out my hand here:

It’s the media doing it, meaning woke.

So I get the feeling that, either it is true that, or it is perceived that (even if it’s at some level less than true), that so many A-listers leaving PGA for LIV will somehow hurt organized wokeness. Probably having something to do with PGA being largely sponsored by increasingly woke or “woke” mega corporations that like to virtue signal and dump bags of money on organized wokeness in the process, and the LIV hooking into Saudi Arabia, which is anything but woke and won’t write a blank check to Patrisse Cullors or GLAAD.

Gaslighting Square

20 06 2022

Your Blogmeister’s German Desk

I’m starting to notice a pattern with all these ruling class histrionics about The Great Replacement.

We already knew that Michael Anton’s “celebration parallax” matters here, that the ruling class will laud and promote you if you endorse X, but then trash you and make you out to be crazy or dangerous if you oppose X. The Great Replacement is but one of many things in the Current Year subject to celebration parallax. LibsOfTikTok has entered the comment section.

I’ve written here and elsewhere in the recent past that the idea that being positive about an act in the affirmative but trashing anyone who opposes it in the negative is the reasoning of a thief. Which, considering what The Great Replacement is, makes a lot of analogous sense.

But here in the last few weeks, it’s been more than that.

Last week, AR ran this article from the Toronto Scar, revolving around one of these expert professors who makes a living telling us to believe they/them instead of our own lying eyes. In it, you’ll read that TGR, in terms of something that they tell us should never be talked about because it’s baseless, (until tomorrow, when someone in the ruling class will celebrate it), is said to be that way because, in his mind’s eye, those who think TGR is happening also cast it in terms of being a matter of a grand conspiracy of the world’s elites.

Except, I rarely hear people who talk about TGR in an oppositional sense talk that way, and Renaud Camus, whose French language book got the whole discussion going in those exact terms, in his case, “Le Grand Remplacement” in French, certainly didn’t cast it in diabolically conspiratorial terms.

What could be going on here is that the ruling class and its scribes are overreacting and creating straw dogs. As they, and many people, quite frankly, have a bad habit of doing. Maybe they’re deliberately and disingenuously straw dogging the matter so as to make those who oppositionally discuss TGR seem like kooks, and that’s very possible.

But I think there’s something more fundamental at work. It’s more than that.

What I think is going on circles back around to celebration parallax and reasoning of a thief. Thieves are the very group of people who are nervous about people opposing thievery, because they know that the next reasonable step will be that people will want to identify, apprehend, name, shame and punish thieves. Therefore, if garden variety thieves had access to a megaphone, they would do their best to gaslight people whose houses seem to have less stuff inside everyday and whose bank accounts’ balances seem to be going down on a daily basis as paranoid kooks out of touch with reality, or on second resort, the thieves would have the victims of their thievery believe that their stuff is disappearing because it’s being raptured up into the heavens.

See where this is going?

The underlying heat and energy source for the ruling class hysteria over increasing public discussion about and opposition to TGR is that the ruling class doesn’t want those who are discussing it to think that it is a consequence of actual corporeal human beings (past or present) determining public policy, and then other actual corporeal human beings (again, past or present) doing things “on the ground” or “at line level” to translate these ideas into corporeal manifest reality. Which is the way public policy changes have worked in the entire human history of complex public affairs, but only becomes a conspiracy theory when the demographic thieves don’t want to be caught red handed.

To put it another way, I think the ruling class is more offended that people are thinking that individual people are responsible for TGR rather than they are over people believing that TGR is happening.

I therefore suspect that if you oppose TGR but play it off as if it’s happening due to an Act of God or some immutable law of nature, the ruling class won’t care about you much less drag you. Certainly, if you support it and think it’s an Act of God, they’ll love you and publish you every other day. No, what hits their nerve is what I just said: Opposing it and noting the obvious reality that individual people are responsible for it. Among whom are these same ruling class-shilling scribes.

Now, with that said, I think most of us can figure out a more obvious “bigger Fisch” suspect, the good ole parentheticals, the Shift+9 and Shift+0. Because most of us know that they have the ability to move mountains way disproportionate to their numbers, and generally well and properly institutionally placed to be able to do it, and of course they’re acutely nervous about being named and called out, with the inevitable fear that it won’t stop at being named and called out. As relatively recent history around these parts have shown. Too, for the fact that they’ve done the disproportionate share of the heavy lifting on making TGR public policy and practical reality. But it’s not just them, even if it is them disproportionately — Any and every one who has or is helping to bring TGR about, in the many ways necessary, want to stay behind the curtains.

So this is why, for example, the ruling class would prod their law enforcement assets who are, oh, I don’t know, speaking purely hypothetically, riding shotgun with someone they know full well is about to murder a bunch of people in a grocery store in Buffalo, New York, and do so because something something Great Replacement according to himself, to go right ahead and let him do it, instead of slapping the cuffs on him for conspiracy to blah blah before he has a chance to strike. That way, it gives the ruling class all the justification it needs to gaslight, censor and persecute, in order to save their own rumps from the chopping block. Ten dead bodies? Just collateral damage, as Bill Clinton would say. Worth all the benefits of a pogrom against your enemies.

Ooh, I didn’t just say that, did I? Have I gone too far? Or have I not gone far enough?

Goalpost Moving Crew

20 06 2022

Washington, D.C.

Something I’m starting to notice from afar, and something for which I want to prepare you.

They’re getting ready to change the official definition of “mass shooting,” at least in the ‘States.

I’ve written here and elsewhere before why some mass shootings are more equal than others, and the many differences between Brad’s mass shooting and Jamarquavious’s mass shooing. Among other things, Brad kills way more than he wounds, vice versa for Jamarquavious. Brad has motivations that are interesting to journalists on several levels, not so much for Jamarquavious. While we’ve internalized this kind of behavior from Jamarquavious, it’s still way deviant for Brad. On the flip side, though, Brad and Jamarquavious are merely two different sides of the same coin. Soyboys and thugs are basically the same thing, only “butterfly effect” factors make the difference. Beta male rage, as the former blogger Half Sigma called it, but manifest differently.

What has happened is that the popular image (i.e. the one that the ruling class wants us to have) of a “mass shooter” is supposed to mean Brad and only Brad. But their official definition catches a whole lot of Jamarquavious. And people are starting to notice.

Expect them to move the goalpost and change the official definition of “mass shooting” to where it’s north of Jamarquavious but south of Brad.

Happy Father’s Day.

17 06 2022

Guest post by Puggg

Long time.

Happy that mine is still living, but getting more and more resigned to the fact that I’m never going to be one myself.

How’s things going on for everyone out there?

Open thread.

Duh x 50

15 06 2022

Washington, D.C.

As I was reading this long piece, which is making the rounds among our sector and in the greater right wing, yes, there were some of the obvious points, that were kinda explicitly spelled out here, not the least of which is this is what you get when you let women, esp. younger current year women, have the run of the joint.

But I think there’s a way more obvious “hiding in plain sight” or “elephant in the room” moral to this story:

As I have written here recently, the German language translation for Hemingway’s “For Whom the Bell Tolls” has as its title, “Wem die Stunde Schlägt.” Lit.: “Whom the hour strikes.”

To me, this is all a matter of the bell tolling and the hour striking. These organizations exist purely for the purpose of left wing political agitation. Which means it was inevitable that the very same agitation that they engage in to affect the greater society and outside world would inevitably happen internally. As I read this, if I thought to myself, “Duh,” once, I must have at least fifty times.

You Take the Good, You Take the Bad, You Take em Both, and There You Have

15 06 2022


The lawsuit from the Mizzou hazing death last fall serves as a backdrop for this story, which looks at the history of college fraternity hazing in the United States. A total of 281 deaths in the last 184 years.

And that’s supposed to be shocking and world changing? That’s only three every two years on average. ATVs are more dangerous to men in the college fraternity age range.

It’s time for Uncle Blogmeister to sit the world down on his lap and teach it one of those facts of life. Yes, that means you, too; You don’t get a pass just because you already live in Columbia. Get the gum out of your mouth and open your ears.

Here goes:

Young men are jackasses. Always have been, always will be.

No matter where you look in human history, the time between the onset of puberty and full brain maturation has always been a statistically treacherous one for adolescents and young men. It’s probably also true for a lot of other mammal species, and I think even a lot of birds are that way too.

In fact, in countries and cultures that have kept reliable enough statistics for a long enough time, this kind of thing is precisely how we know the average age of the onset of male puberty is slowly decreasing. With girls, their puberty onset is really easy to discern, don’t need to get all biological or anatomical here. Which means their averages over time are also easy to calculate. Again, provided the culture’s statistics gathering is on point.

But with us, it’s not as straightforward.

There is a way to tell, though, but it involves ferreting things out of statistics. It’s called “mortality bump.” It’s when we hit puberty, all that new testosterone starts feeing a not yet ripened brain. That’s when we start behaving like jackasses, we do risky brainless dipshitty things, and it often gets us killed. Which means that, plotting the male mortality rate against age for a given year, you can see when the boys generally hit puberty. And, in turn taking that result and plotting over many years, you can see the male puberty onset average declining. In Western Europe, it generally means declining two years per century from 1800 to 2000, from 17-something in 1800 to 13-something in 2000.

We also know that boys’ choirs in the seventeenth century were such that they wanted only prepubescent boys, and let them go when they hit puberty and their voices dropped. There and then, between the 17th and 18th birthdays is when the most common ageing out of boys choirs happened.

Parenthetically, that’s where this “18” number insofar as legal adulthood came from, from the fact that, on average, and for a very long time, a young man’s 18th birthday was his first after puberty onset.

Now, let’s circle back around to this question of college frats and hazing.

If all you have is a three hazing deaths per two year average, then I think that’s a pretty low number indicative of a very safe activity, relatively speaking, considering the target audience, and considering how many guys have been in frats in the last 184 years.

Let me put it another way: If frats never existed, then it’s not as if all 281 of these victims would have gone on to live long full accomplished lives. I think many of them would have died in the puberty-to-brain-maturation danger years from other jackass causes, of which there are and have been very many. Furthermore, without frats, I think that many more jackass deaths would have happened, because the frats were there as a “safer” alternative to far many and more treacherous ways for young men to blow off their jackass energy.

Moral of the story: As long as young men exist, young men dying for jackass reasons will exist. I can add to that, that as long as young men exist, riots will happen. Honestly, while the precipitating cause of any one given riot can vary, the proximate cause of rioting in general, no matter where you look geographically or when you look through history, is the existence of young men. In a way, rioting is just mass public male adolescent and young adult jackassery in the service of showing off some sort of power and influence that usually includes collateral damage and innocent victims.

In both cases, we all know how societies have historically tried to alleviate this problem: Conscription.

However, look for my rational and reasoned explanation to fall on deaf ears. It’s because The Great and The Good (journalists, academics, soyboys, etc.) have it out for frats, mainly out of personal jealousy, that they could never get into one. And that’s just as true for my current country as it is for my native one — Antifa going on a violent attack against frat houses is about a twice a year on average occurrence here. (Ironically, Antifa is sort of a “by any other means” frat house.) Parenthetically, this is one of the psychological reasons why social media are on a censorship rage. It’s revenge of the nerds, the nerds finally getting in a position of power to be able to exact long track vengeance on the jocks who picked on them back in high school.

Related: My prediction from 2017 about the future of fraternities

History Rhymes, Part Too Many to Count

12 06 2022

Coeur d’Alene, Idaho; Delano, Calif.

Mic drop ahead.


Thirty-one people affiliated with the white nationalist group Patriot Front were arrested near an annual LGBTQ+ event Saturday in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, police said.

The suspects were booked on suspicion of conspiracy to riot (snip)

Into the Hot Tub Time Machine (sorry, no skinny dipping):

Chesa Boudin

9 06 2022

San Francisco

It is becoming obvious that the American left now has its own libertarian problem. Just as within the American right, libertarianism (with a rightist bent) is mostly the province of white people (esp. men) of higher income, wealth, intelligence and/or education, but not popular with anyone else on that half of the spectrum, on the left, this Boudin-type prosecutorial left-libertarianism is likewise popular only with white people (men or women) of higher income, wealth, intelligence and/or education, but not popular with anyone else on the general left wing.

The only real difference is that the right-Ls tend to focus on economics and the left-Ls on social issues.

In both instances, the libertarian-type sides make a lot of noise, such noise includes donorism, but are more often than not rejected by the wider electorate and society, and when they slip past that and get a chance to implement policy, it’s usually with decidedly less than stellar real world results. But it’s because both right-Ls and left-Ls make a lot of noise, and are generally good with words, and can construct superficially compelling arguments (until you look closer), and of course the donorism, this drastically overamplifies their clout among the political class.

Until days like two days ago, in San Francisco, when the whole world gets to see them for the paper tigers they were all along.

Our Diversity Makes Us More Diverse

9 06 2022

Berlin; Lake Garda, Italy; Paris

Saturday, Berlin. A 29-year old “Armenian-German” drives 60 down a street with not even a 20 limit, killing a teacher and injuring many others in the process. Investigators are finding out that he’s angry about how Turks have treated and continue to treat Armenians. In the aftermath, the German media are trotting out the phrase “Amoktat” (“amok act”), which seems like it’s becoming the new “Einzelfall” (“individual case”), which is to say, the new weasel word or phrase, like “isolated incident” used to be used a lot in the ‘States, that comes from on Official High to keep people from having incorrect thoughts and conclusions about the perp(s).

One week ago today, Lake Garda, Italy. Lake Garda is about halfway between Venice and Milan. It’s a natural lake that sits in the transition zone between the Alps and the Po Valley. To look at it on a map, it would be easy to conclude that it was formed via river impoundment, as so many very similar lakes in America are formed. But no, Lake Garda is entirely natural. And these days, it’s a popular resort destination for Italians are those of nearby countries, especially the cooler northern part of the lake in the Alps and during the usually hot summer in most of Italy. Unfortunately, it’s also getting to be popular with “Italians.” And that it was one week ago today, which was an Italian holiday. A town on the far southern tip of the lake held a music festival, and lots and lots of blacks and Arabs invaded the town with the intent of havoc and having their way with Italian and other European girls and women. IOW, it was a mini-Cologne.

And speaking of mini-Cologne, in case you haven’t heard, or in case you are foolish enough to continue to believe the media spin that Liverpool fans with fake tickets were entirely the cause of the problems at the UCL final in Paris about two weeks ago, that was also a black and Arab mini-Cologne in reality. I automatically disbelieved the initial media spin from the get go, because I now have enough experience with Paris to know that the Stade de France is in the diversitarian hellhole of Saint-Denis. It’s just that, at first, I thought it was a matter of the vibrants being the ones who were trying to get in with fake tickets. But over time, we found out that it was a full blown wilding.

I’m So Old (Part Too Many to Count)…

9 06 2022

Montgomery County, Maryland

…That I remember a time about 15-16-17 years ago when the Democrats, the left and the media constantly complained about how wrong it was to criticize a Federal judge, because such criticism was inevitably predication to assassinating said Federal judge.

Coming Of Age

2 06 2022

Washington, D.C.

I see back in the ‘States the debate over when one truly becomes an adult is hot again, can’t imagine why.

My answer is really simple, and I know I’ve written it in this space in the past, but it’s worth repeating for those needing:

You don’t truly become an adult until the point in time at which you dread instead of cheer when you see there’s a foot of snow in the forecast.

On White Christian Nationalism (So-Called)

2 06 2022

Washington, D.C.

I see there’s a new hysterical phrase being bandied about by the American left:

“White Christian Nationalism,” or sometimes just “Christian Nationalism.”

My admittedly superficial and long-way-away hot take on the matter is that there isn’t much real substantive “there” there with WCN/CN. To put it another way, the people who are called WCNs/CNs are merely garden variety white nationalists, but just ones who happen to be serious Christians. In contrast, the median religiosity among American WNs is C&E Christianity but mostly secular and definitely not serious, and most definitely not fundamentalist; furthermore, the atheists, agnostics, other-than-Christians and anti-Christians combined outnumber the serious Christians.

With “WCNs/CNs”, therefore, I think the real driver is the white, not the Christian.

Note: I formally quit the Lutheran Church Missouri Synod (LCMS) in the summer of 2020, when they threw in with BLM and started worshiping George Floyd. Remember, the LCMS is the most conservative (in every sense of the word) mainstream visible American Protestant denomination. Yet, even it acquiesced to Baal. So, that begs the obvious question about WCN/CN if you believe that there is such a thing: Which denomination is supposed to organize and lead it?