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Andrew Klavan is one of my favorite artist-pundits on the planet and he just published some crazy gold smack on his PJMedia Blog titled "As Men Go, So Goes the Future" which is sure to generate some hate mail but I'm sure he already gets plenty of that. The title says it all but go ahead and read the whole thing - it's basically a commentary on Muslim gang rape in western Europe and how it's made possible by weakling Euro-fag men who've left the battlefield and gone off to the bath house or, if brutish, are taking a sex tour of southeast Asia or just stopped having sex all together. It's all good, the men of middle eastern descent are moving in to "The West" and imposing a new and decidedly anti-feminist social order with little opposition and, in some quarters, acquiescence. But that's Europe and they're done so Klavan ends with this warning for America:
In America, God willing, the future includes rights and opportunities for women — because men say it does. On the day American men aren't strong enough to maintain those rights for women, other men will come and take them away.
But what if American men wanted to take away the "rights" of women, not through domination and brutality, but by negating a woman's primary role and, in essence, eliminating to need for women in toto.
"as two men it's a complicated, difficult process" - but it CAN be done.
NOT Gay
Now people can differ on their views of homosexuality and its approximate causes and effects. Some believe that it is an innate and ungovernable desire based in the genes or hormones or something and others believe it to be a lifestyle choice and somewhat rational in origin. The "it's in the genes" crowd point to femboys who lay it on thick while the "it's a sin" crowd sights a debauched leather clad S&M Freddie Mercury type to prove their point. But what of Robin and Jason here - They appear to be, and this is purely my take, just two normal fellows who, in a bygone era would be best-friends on the town bowling team with wives and families and a mortgages to pay down. By all appearances they've chosen to forgo women and just wing it "soul mate" style in the brave new world. In other words, they're not really gay at all but instead are two dudes who've just had it up to here with women and are choosing a simpler, less contentious path of male solidarity and deep friendship. The give away, for me at least, is when the guy sheds a tear over the vulgar Hallmark card which no homosexual in my experience would accept without dishing out a lot of ridicule and aesthetic criticism. The simple truth is, weather innate or acquired, homosexuals (men especially) have refined, often exceptional, taste and would NEVER stoop to giving their lover a common store bought card with garish hearts and misfired arrows atop a black background - impossible. This is the card a call center manager, a lawn care technician, an IT help desk worker gives to his wife because, you know, art and creativity aren't really his thing. The battle of the sexes has produced some sad casualties while innovative counteroffensives have been sprung by both sides in an effort to win the war once and for all. This new gambit to deny women of their most basic function and, let's face it, existential purpose is new, heartless (in my view) and gaining widespread acceptance across the fruited plain. I wonder how Americas women will respond to this attack?
She was "sexy", but "too much hard work." I'm a regular Fox & Friends viewer (mostly in protest of the other insipid morning programs like Today and Good Morning America) so over the years I've gotten to know Gretchen Carlson pretty well. Stuck between Steve and Brian she always seemed a prudish scold with an irritating, self-righteous demeanor that I simply put up with because I figured some people in the Fox audience actually liked her persona. It was obvious that Steve and Brian did not, but they were stuck with her like so many talking heads and had to make the best of it - which they did. Besides, she was no worse than any of the other women on morning show TV - I mean, you're only going to find a certain kind of person to do this kind of work and that kind of person is the Gretchen Carlson kind. Then, one day, she was gone and replaced by Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the F&F ratings began to climb, and climb and climb - in two months view
Last night Jim Acosta sat down for an interview with Larry Sabato at a national symposium series presented by the University of Virginia’s Center for Politics titled “Democracy in Perilous Times.” The evening’s topic was “ The Fourth Estate: Enemy of the People? ” and the crowd was warmly receptive of Acosta’s message which, boiled down to its essence, is that Donald Trump is a liar and he’s making life dangerous for reporters. Sabato introduced Acosta to the audience as Enemy #1 which drew mirthful laughter from the auditorium and then presented a short video montage of President Trump and his deplorable rubes insulting the reporter on many occasions over the past two years. This was all a set up for his first question which was, “how do you do your Job?” Acosta said the he accomplishes his duties by maintaining focus, reporting the story and telling the truth but acknowledged that it is difficult when the White House erodes the peoples faith in the press by bullying reporters. Whe
Well my telephone was ringing, and they told me it was chairman Mao. You got to tell him anything 'cause I just don't want to talk to him now. According to the brilliant troubadour Lowell George the Apolitical Blues are " the meanest blues of all" and who am I to disagree with this soul man now after all these years of living by his maxim. I first heard the song bursting from the 1972 vinyl of Little Feat's Alt-Rock-Country masterpiece "Sailin' Shoes" in the second story bedroom of my friend John's older brother Edie who, being about 3 years our senior, was instructing us on the importance of good music. This was circa 1975 and a formative time for my musical taste and overall aesthetic which, for better or worse, infuses every aspect of my existence including the KOTCB blog so a debt is owed this unforgettable "older brother" now that he has shuffled off this mortal coil and left us with smoky memories. A born rebel with the heart o
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