Sympathy Porn, Roots, And Body Cams

“I feel like Kunta Kinte.” – Psych

An unpaid internship is nothing like slavery.  Slaves were given food and housing.

Body cams have undone tens of millions of dollars of propaganda effort spent during the 1960s through at least 2010.  During that time period, thousands of hours of movie and television were spent on what I’ll call “sympathy porn” to describe emotionally laden content used to create sympathy for a group.

Roots is a prime example.

Back when there were only three channels in most places.  Yes, three, ABC©, NBC®, and CBS™.  Just as today, nobody watched PBS© because nobody needed a tote bag.  ABC© decided to run Roots in January of 1977.  I’ll have to note that the book the miniseries was based on was published in August of 1976, so it’s clear that the production of the miniseries started before the book was even released.

A quick check shows that filming started in May of 1976.  And filming doesn’t start until everything is planned, so when were the film rights purchased?

1974.

The author of the book wouldn’t finish writing the book until November of 1975, yet his agent had already sold the film rights at least twice.  The timeshare salesmen could learn from this guy.

I feel bad for my cousin in prison who stutters.  Six months and he hasn’t finished his sentence.

Roots was an inevitable production, since it fell in line with the propaganda that had been everywhere since the end of World War II.  The themes of the early films almost always featured a dignified, intelligent black protagonist, a white Leftist conscience figure, and a moral that showed the white people were wrong all along.

Most of them seemed to star Nonthreatening Well-Spoken Black Man® Sidney Poitier.

But that wasn’t enough because most people didn’t want to go see these movies.  So, Roots.  Let’s spend the equivalent of $40 million today making a movie to tell Americans they were rooting for the wrong side in all of those westerns.

The plan?

  1. Make white people feel guilty about slavery that hadn’t existed for over a hundred and ten years.
  2. Make black people angry about slavery that hadn’t existed for over a hundred and ten years.
  3. Profit!

And profit it did, but the profits came from, well, there’s no putting a pretty face on it:  lies and plagiarism.  But I guess there are a lot of Emmys® to be won using lies and plagiarism.

The court found me guilt of using clickbait titles.  What happens next will shock you!

Examples?  Alex Haley, “author” of the book Roots lifted over 80 passages directly from another novel into his.  He also stole plot elements and scenes.  How bad was it?  The judge described it as Haley having “perpetrated a hoax on the American public.”

I said another novel.  Roots was supposed to be non-fiction, right?

Well, if you can make up non-fiction, I guess Roots is that.

Huge numbers of the people claimed to be Haley’s family couldn’t have been based on records.  Haley must have just made it up.  A journalist going through Haley’s paper and notes came to the conclusion that every specific genealogical claim that Haley made was false.

Other lies in the film are blatant and I’ll linger on it a bit:  the film has a white guy leading four black guys into the jungle to go find slaves.  The actual people who found and sold the slaves in almost every case were black people.  Blacks rounded them up, blacks took them to ports, and then blacks traded black slaves for gunpowder and horses and whiskey.  Or PEZ©.  Or whatever blacks liked back then.

More historically accurate than Roots.

Had the black captives not been sold into slavery, they would have been killed and eaten, and if they were lucky it would have been in that order.  But in the movie, to create the idea that a black person could possibly do anything wrong was against The Message.  So, they had to have a white guy be in charge.

There are people who defend Haley and Roots as “symbolic history”, but I’m going to stick with Sympathy Porn, which is what it is.  Symbolic history is the last defense, apparently, after the footnotes die.

Roots was a nine-hour attempt to create sympathy in a public that, in many cases, didn’t interact with blacks at all.  By the time I was 18, I had interacted with approximately six total black people.

It got cold on Wilder Mountain, and the numbers of blacks were pretty low.

Two of the blacks had been teachers, and they seemed okay and treated me well.  They were married to each other.  Their daughters were about my age but not in my grade, but I recall them as being mean little snakes.  The other two?  One had been brought from Houston by his brother, who went to the local college and was an assistant football coach.

The brother who was the only black that I knew of that had ever gone to that school.  And he got arrested for bringing a .357 revolver into school and then, poof, back to Houston.  I guess.  Maybe he went to medical school.

It’s like I told my spine surgeon, “Get back to work.”

Roots was aimed at people like me.  Young, impressionable people who hadn’t been around blacks and would be susceptible to Sympathy Porn.  The adults had seemed to be okay, but the kids were all awful, but The Message was that it wasn’t their fault, somehow.

I guess that’s the same idea that Gemini® has, too.  I asked it about the rates of black violence being so high, and it says, “it’s shaped by socioeconomic, historical, and systemic factors, not inherent racial traits.”  When I ask why the richest black community is more violent than the poorest white community it breaks and flat refuses to answer the question.

And then it tells me I’ve been de-banked.  I guess it’s the same priesthood, but customer service is worse.  Stupid 2020s.

2026 is a year in which everyone can see who is causing the violence on video clip after video clip.  It’s the blacks.  It’s not all of them, but it’s always them.

We’ve reached the end of Sympathy Porn being able to shape the opinions of people who have had their eyes opened by the reality of the footage captured by the body cameras.

Maybe I should write a book about this.  Any bids for the movie rights?

California, A Revolt Against Physics, And The Victor Davis Hanson Cycle

“In California, they’ll have warm weather tomorrow, gang wars, and some overpriced real estate.” – Groundhog Day

My friend cut an artery, and the first aid book said to apply pressure, so I yelled at him, “If you don’t stop bleeding right now, you’ll die!”

The State of California has, in its infinite wisdom, decided to change physics to what they would like it to be and picked a fight with friction.  The new law creates the first rolling resistance efficiency standards for replacement tires.  Yes.  That.  I know, I know, they said, “Join the GloboLeft, it’ll be cool baby, you’ll have all the weed you want.”

But, let them in to absolute power, and soon enough their inner Papa Stalin pops out.

The idea is a simple one:  have California create the Tire Immigration and Control Enforcement Division (TrICE) and set them to regulating.  Those will apply to nearly everyone.  Oh, if you have a Lambo®?  Yeah, you can still get grippy treads.  Same if you have the bucks for an extreme SUV that actually goes to places other than the grocery store and Pilates and the wine bar.

What would you call a horror movie in California after they outlawed gasoline cars?  “The Silence of the Lambos.”

The good intention is that it will force allow California consumers the ability to avoid pesky choices and to spend an extra $200 to $400 per set of tires in 2033.  Now, that’s an “industry estimate”, which is suspect, but the “regulator estimate” is laughable of . . . $1.50 to $6.50 a tire.  $1.50 a tire?  Obviously, a lie.

Here, I’m for the consumer being able to choose what kind of tire they want.

Given that, it sounds like I’m a free-trader.  Mostly?  I’d prefer those tires be made in the United States, so I’m okay with a tariff if we decide it’s worth it for that industry.

I’m complicated.

Anyway, it’s not illegal to own these cheaper “non-eco” tires.  A Californian in 2031 can buy them in, say, Nevada and drive back to California.  The bet is that people will be too lazy to do that or gas will be so expensive that they’ll be out fighting to save their rebel refinery from BDSM-clad bikers so they can escape the desert.

My take?

None of that will happen.

What will happen?

We’ll have groups of illegal aliens opening up illegal car tire bodegas.  Sure, it’s illegal, but they’re already illegal.  They already skirt every law that they can.

Later Speedy© got a job installing carpet, you could hear him for miles, “Underlay, underlay!”

These might be fly-by-night places where a vacant lot turns into Speedy’s ¡Ándele, Arriba! Tire Stop® for a weekend.  Speedy will drive to Nevada, buy a truckload of illegal tires, and then sell them to you!  This is not unrealistic, because illegals already do everything they can to avoid paying taxes, so sales tax would probably be optional.

Then, the hard-working illegal aliens would take the used tires and dump them.  Probably at Victor Davis Hanson’s house.  Then, Victor Davis Hanson would get a citation for illegally operating a landfill.  Victor Davis Hanson would then go to court and plead innocent and maybe use the word “illegal alien” accidentally and then get charged with the Hate Crime of Illegally Discriminating Against Friendly Visiting Valuable Migrants by objecting to them using his farm for a landfill.  Then, they’d send Victor Davis Hanson to prison, and give the land to the Friendly Visiting Valuable Migrants because it was land that was stolen by colonialists anyway.

Sure, sounds like satire, but it’s a reality already that California has a three-tiered justice system:

  • A carte blanche for the media/techno sect of the GloboLeftElite,
  • Actual arrests and jail and taxes for the Average Joe,
  • Another hall pass anyone else who isn’t white or Asian.

Victor Davis Hanson is clearly inside the Average Joe classification, especially since in California because he’s white and not a movie star, so he’s stuck inside the only classification where laws are actually enforced in California.

I’m not trying to pick on VDH, he’s just the one that’s written most extensively about the abject failure to apply the law to illegals in California.  But he still lives there, so in the end the state may eat him.

Don’t let California know about the car that runs on dead leaves, if they find out they’ll mandate the autumn-mobile.

It is clear that California is headed down the road to a dystopian hellscape.  Sure, this is just tires, but California seems to think that they are capable of repealing the laws of physics.  Take, for example, that by 2035 California intends to ban the sale of gasoline powered passenger cars.  This was an executive order by Governor Zoolander Newsom, the Plastic Man with the Reptile Smile.

Did he ignore the fact that Pacific Gas and Electric, (NYSE Symbol “GRASSFIRE”) can’t produce enough electricity for Californians now without causing the place to blaze up like a Cheech & Chong® fan convention?  No, because they’re not allowed to actually build power plants, because that could cause carbon to go into the air.

Bad mayor, worse firefighter.

Instead, Californians just buy it from across state lines so carbon goes up into the air in a different state, so they can export carbon production and import smug virtue.  And higher prices.

But to Californians, the disconnect between the cause and the effect doesn’t matter.  “Something that’s been in motion for a decade makes my life miserable now?” is a thought that cannot occur in the mind of a California leftist because they are so inundated with the dopamine they get from their good intentions.

And the state gets crappier.  But, hey, no one wants to defund TrICE, right?

There are many variations on this theme that we could continue with, from the state’s affinity for illegal aliens to their declaring playground sand a carcinogen (yes, they did) to not building a train but spending billions to not do it to letting tens of thousands of criminals out of jail just as violent crime is increasing in California cities.

What do you call a group of deaf people?  I don’t know, but it’s definitely not a herd.

I’d blame it on incompetence, but the GloboLeftElite seem to have found a winning ticket in California with a modified Cloward-Piven plan to just make everything awful and blame it on someone else, say capitalism or Donald Trump or colonialism.

Each failure seems to bind voters tighter to them, while the Average Joes, to the tune of hundreds of thousands a year, are flooding to anyplace but California.

But, hey, at least they’ll have decent tires thanks to the only functioning institution left in the state:  Speedy.

Tinder© Tramps, InstaThots®, And The Attention Sump In Your Pocket

“I’m bored!  I’m bored and I’m getting eaten by mosquitos.  I’m being eaten.  And I’m bored as well.” – The Grand Tour

I got a free iPhone© and a free iPad® today!  Pistols are magic!

I had my previous cell phone for nine years: from August of 2017 to August of 2026.  That’s a good run.  I bought a fairly nice one back in the day, and took good care of it.

I lie.  Somehow the screen cracked in November, 2020, so I had to make sure it stayed dry.  The old phone did its duty.  I would still be using it, but it’s full, and there are a number of faults going on that make me think that it is time.

On the advice of Pugsley, I swapped over from the Mao People’s Phone© (Android™) to the Fascist Fisher-Price™ phone (Apple©).  I know, it sounds nuts.

What a difference 10 years has made in technology!  Steve Jobs once said that he wanted the iPhone© to feel so sexy that people would be tempted to lick it.  This 17th version is a tightly integrated piece of technology.  I mean, I haven’t licked it, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not WiFi-curious as to what licking it would feel like.

I used to live on Mars®, but decided that was way too much chocolate.

Civilization has been on a downward slide since, oh, whenever they started welfare and started encouraging poor stupid people to make more poor stupid people by paying them to be poor and stupid.  Incentives matter.  Welfare was bad, but the iPhone© really took societal collapse from “Hiroshima” to “full Tsar Bomba”.  Never go full Tsar Bomba.

The iPhone© is the problem.  It allowed interaction on a scale never before seen, and was the platform that empowered Tinder© tramps to seek out Chad to be used for a night and InstaThots® to feed their narcissism.  That was bad enough, but it also became the attention sump, turning every waking moment into a distraction.

Distraction and dopamine hits are what the iPhone® was built to deliver.  I’ve only had mine a week, but a friend indicates that it is also an amazing device for having Apple® to sink their fangs into my credit card and suck as hard as I’ll let them.  They monetize everything.

Like?

Location.  How fast I drive.  The number of steps I take in a day (not enough) and how steady my gait is (very).

Someone stole all the fruit from my farm in Georgia, that leaves me peachless.

The last two are maybe going to be a net benefit for me, as I can certainly see myself always wanting to be above average, so soon enough I’ll be walking 100,000 steps a day.  Well, me and Jason Arday.

Too soon?

The phone is designed to distract, designed to turn every bit of life into a consumption event.  With a dizzying array of apps pre-built in, it’s almost intoxicating flipping through the pages of things I could be doing right this second instead of . . . wait, why did I pick the phone up in the first place?  Oh, yeah, got distracted.  Oh, a notification!  The Mrs. let the dogs out!

How does Jeff Foxworthy kill werewolves?  With a silver mullet.

The first time I went to Las Vegas the sounds and sights were overwhelming after a few hours.  I think that’s the point, but that was also in a world mainly free of the Internet back in 1997.

It may seem like a super-power, but it is a pretty useless superpower, like having the ability to retract my fingernails or hair back into my body.

What is nice, though, is that it tracks and graphs which apps I’m using and when I’m using them, and the option to tell the phone to remind me, “Wilder, time to shut this damn thing down and go to bed”.

That has actually been a positive for me.  I shut down the distraction device, pick up a book, and read.  I’d already gotten through a novel or non-fiction book every other week since the start of the year (last two:  C.S. Lewis’ Space Trilogy, Sweterlitsch’s The Gone World, current:  Hawkins’ The Library at Mount Char), but the other alternative is to be bored.

I read a biography of JFK.  The end was mind blowing.

I avoid brooding and regret since they are a horrible ways to program yourself to think, and a trap that should be avoided.

Besides, boredom is useful.

Boredom is that innate spark in humans, that makes us feel uncomfortable in sitting in a warm, dark room, well fed, with low effort.  Boredom pushes us to create, to learn, to invent.  The first person to figure out a bow-drill or decided that stacking rocks in a pyramid shape might be cool or that being the first guy to make it to the South Pole was a good thing.

Boredom is also why some animals die or refuse to mate in captivity.  Our full-on stimulation world might be part of the reason that mating seems to be no longer as important to many of the young in 2026.

HR was upset with my urine sample.  Apparently they only want them when they request them.

People aren’t meant to be continually distracted.  We are supposed to be bored sometimes because for at least tens of thousands of years that was our default programming.  Boredom forces us to change.

A society based on waiting for someone else to distract us is madness.  Like licking an iPhone©.

Yay!  More microplastics in my testicles!  That’s nuts!

Top 15 Everyday Acts That Used To Be Normal And Now Count As Counter-Revolutionary.  Number 8 Will Make Your Spleen Explode!

“I mean, every part of a kaiju sells.  Cartilage, spleen, liver.” – Pacific Rim

How do you stop two blind bums from fighting?  Yell, “My money is on the guy with the knife.”

Number 1:  Telling a child “no”.

Children are not small adults.  Children’s feelings, for the most part, don’t matter.  We don’t let children drive, buy booze, select their own menu, or make life altering choices.  “No” is a complete sentence, and learning limits is required since no child is born with discipline:  that has to be learned.  And, that over time with enough discipline and effort, no can be turned into yes.  Corollary:  letting kids lose is important for similar reasons, because life is complex enough that they will lose.  Plus, I love to see them cry when I crush them in chess.

Number 2:  Demanding that visitors and new arrivals to our country follow our norms, not their own.

When I visit a friend’s house, do I walk to his fridge, open up a beer, impregnated his wife, and then demand to be given the remote control so I can watch what I want instead?  No, unless my friend is a GloboLeftist.  They don’t seem to mind.  And they don’t seem to mind it when foreigners do exactly that when visiting or invading our country.  Moslem women should feel shame when wearing their desert clothes in the United States, and Mexicans should be embarrassed that they don’t speak English.

The population of Modern Mayberry never changes.  Every time a girl gets pregnant, a guy leaves town.

Number 3:  Not pretending that fat women are attractive.

Yes, some people are fat.  Exactly zero of them are healthy, and exactly zero of them are more than a 3 out of 10.  I bring women as the rule, because no one has ever pretended that fat men are attractive.  It’s just (my guess) the feminine desire to reduce mating competition by telling their fat friends to “never change, you’re lovely as you are” so they can have a better chance at banging Chad.

Number 4:  Not letting your son quit.

Quitting is an addictive drug, because once a kid quits and sees no immediate repercussion in his life, it’s setting the stage for a lifetime of quitting.  And no one likes a quitter, except my doctor when it comes to me drinking.  And I keep telling him, if I’m a quitter, that will make me a hypocrite.  I’d tell you more but . . .

I’m throwing “son” out here in rule 4, but you could (I suppose) put in a daughter, but don’t try to sell me on suffrage for women.  That ship sailed over the horizon after they started celebrating murder moms.

When it failed, he was beside himself.

Number 5:  Looking down on “consumers”.

“Consumers” should be shunned.  There is no virtue in purchasing.  As Mojo Nixon musically noted:  You can’t buy cool.  You also can’t buy virtue.

Number 6:  Expecting young women and men to marry and have children.

This is their job.  If young women want to wreck society by having lazy girl jobs, they won’t like it so much when they’re cold, catted, chardonnayed, and unChaded.  This will revert, because if it doesn’t civilization will collapse.  My solution is to drop the drinking age to 18 and encourage illicit keggers in forests.

You know, for the kids.

Is something that looks like pasta, smells like pasta, and tastes like pasta but isn’t pasta an impasta?

Number 7:  Keeping your word, especially when it is painful.

Keeping my word is important to me, because the biggest pains in my life came from when people didn’t keep their word.  And me, if I promise to do the dishes, I promise, I’ll do the dishes.  There is no need to remind me every six months.

Number 7:  Understanding that legality and morality are not the same thing.

When the entire basis of a society is based on the exact letter of a law, you end up with infinity Indians scamming airports to get wheelchairs to jump the line or “buying” a punchbowl from Costco©, using it for the party, and returning it when the party is over.  These are people without honor.  This failure is not the complete explanation of why India is like it is, but it’s part of the explanation.

Number 9:  Acting like the country you live in was built by your ancestors and owed to their descendants.

A female lawyer in New York who wants to tell me that a “refugee” from Kheezewhizistan is just as American as my family, who have been here since before the Revolutionary War, is lying.  She’s trying to give away something that’s not hers to give, and we’re not mad enough about it.

We’ll know Europe is healing when the part of Europe taking in the most refugees is the Mediterranean Sea.

Number 10:  Saying, “I don’t know.”

I’ve observed that the best leaders with the strongest sense of self are unafraid to ask people to explain things, and to admit when they don’t know something.  I’ve also observed that people who know everything invariably don’t.  TrUSt tHe sCieNce!

Number 11:  Thinking that honor, bravery, and integrity should be the norm.

They should be the norm.  There’s a reason they started making fun of Boy Scouts©, then infiltrating them, then destroying them.  The Boy Scouts™ was a wonderful force to create good men, which is the last thing the GloboLeftElite want.  So they killed it.

Number 12:  Thinking as much about responsibility as liberty.

Responsibility is the brother of keeping your word.  It’s keeping promises you haven’t even made.  It’s investment.  Liberty is easy.  Responsibility is hard.

If we arm the teachers, will the librarians get silencers?

Number 13:  Teaching children that, yes, they will be judged by their table manners.

It’s true.  They don’t have to use them every moment, but they have to know them.

Number 14:  Admitting when you were wrong without explanation.

This is similar to number 10, but a step farther.  It goes beyond ignorance into error.  People who personalize and defend their errors are evil.  Maybe even Evil.

Number 15:  Incorrectly numbering a list.

Companies Hate You

“Hello, can we have your liver?” – The Meaning of Life

On weekends sometimes I drink water, you know, to keep my liver guessing.

In 2018, a Goldman-Sachs© researcher asked the question:  “Is curing patients a sustainable business model?”  This was in relation to what should be considered great news, a company coming up with a one-shot cure for hepatitis C that was over 90% effective.

Where is the profit in making people better?  As someone who depends on my precious liver to take abuse like a housewife in Egypt every Friday and Saturday night, I’m all in favor of things that keep them healthy.  But it doesn’t make sense to Goldman™, because they’d much rather have me be an income stream forever than solve my problem.

This is an example of a world where the Libertarian ideals fall apart, precisely because they presume the lowest common denominator when it comes to morality in society.  There are many flaws with Libertarianism, and this, along with optional personal bodily hygiene intervention are two big ones.  I mean, it isn’t a violation of the non-aggression principle to request they replace the mustard-coated shirt, is it?

A friend of mine stole a lightbulb once.  He said it was because he was in a really dark place.

Let’s look at other places where the free market falls apart.  What about Tinder™?  What happens if Tinder© brings together a guy and a girl and they fall in love and get married and stay married for the rest of their lives?

Tinder® loses two customers.  Forever.  It is not in the algorithm’s interest to make people happy.  It’s in the algorithm’s interest to get two people to meet and not like each other.  Wait, better yet, to like each other superficially enough that they hook up and then both feel hollow and empty inside, driving them to find someone a little closer to what they want.

Yes.  That’s what Tinder© would like best in the whole world.  Unhappy people swiping on their product, generating revenue.  It’s sad, especially because a 9 or 10 guy will break down on a dry-spell Friday night and swipe on a 4 woman, bang her, and now she thinks that she’s worthy of a 9 or 10.  So, she stays on Tinder™ waiting on Prince Chad to sweep her off her feet instead of out of her panties.

Tinder™ is profitable, though, so there’s that.  Match Group©, which owns nine other dating apps, made about $3.5 billion in revenue.  They didn’t make that much money because people got married and abandoned them.  They get rich because of psychological manipulation and the destruction of fertility.

He was sad, he said she was matadorable.

Also in this group with Tinder©?  Social media that feeds your outrage.  I’ve written about quite a bit, and won’t retract a syllable.  While we’re on software, Tinder© is freemium, but there’s worse.  There’s SaaS.

SaaS SuckS.

What’s SaaS?  “Software as a Service”.  Remember the “you won’t own anything, and you’ll love it” soy-face guy with an expression of, “I hope my wife’s boyfriend likes this chai latte I made him”?  Yeah, that’s where this fits in.

I bought Microsoft© Office™ a decade ago.  I had to re-buy three years ago when I bought a new computer.  Couldn’t find that pesky key.  Yes, I know there are free alternatives, but it was worth it to me.

Anyway, I bought it for $149.99.  It costs $99.99 a year.  I’ve already made back almost $150.00.  Well, $150.00 if you round up because pennies in 2026 are as common as black Cambridge© professors that can read.  What Microsoft® really wants, though, is for me to be a customer forever, paying each month, like a little software child that shows up for its allowance and then runs off to the shareholder meeting.

How often do airplanes crash?  Most of them, just once.

And, to do this, they’re willing to sacrifice and continually make the software worse with teams of Indians hired to, well, I guess be Indian and dispose of their trash in National Parks.  How will they pay those H-1Bs in their eternal quest to make your software worse?  With your monthly payments.

It’s not just Microsoft©, but many other software companies like Adobe® are out there, sniffing around your credit card.

But there was a time when at least some people realized they could get rich by being good.  Crazy idea, that.  An example?

Henry Ford famously raised the daily wages of his workers, doubling them while cutting the hours worked each day from 9 hours to 8 hours.  To be fair, his desire wasn’t entirely due to altruism.  He had to hire about 50,000 people a year to keep 14,000 making cars.  In reality, doubling wages ended up lowering Ford’s© cost and doubling his profits.

There was a catch.  To qualify for the full wage increase, you had to be a married man properly supporting your family, or a man over the age of 22 who could prove they were thrifty.  Your wife couldn’t work.  She had to stay home.

I accidently glued myself to my autobiography.  It’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

What a monster!  Ford wanted to make sure that his company produced quality American families based on quality American values.  Of course, he got sued.

Today?  It’s a race for the bottom wage by companies that don’t see the United States as their home, just a profit center or division.  And, it has spread.  Universities are now attempting to hire H-1B volleyball coaches making less than $50,000 a year.  Why?  Because no American understands volleyball?

No.  Because they can get someone cheaper.  The idea is that jobs in Missouri should have wages based on Mogadishu or Mumbai.  Jobs in Nevada should compete with Nairobi or Nigerian wage levels.  As pointed out in the last post, when men don’t get raises, women don’t make babies.

It’s a simple way to replace a people, but only after you’ve made them poor.  Medicine should make people feel better, and a cured patient, is better than one on a perpetual prescription.  Unless you’re Goldman-Sachs©.

I just found out I’m colorblind.  Boy, that came out of the orange!

Them?  They want my liver to stop working.  Not entirely, just enough that I have to pay them every month to keep it going, while using crappy software, surrounded by unmarried Gen Zers who can’t get jobs because they’re not from Punjab.

Libertarianism might not be dead, but it’s dying since the only people foolish enough to buy it can’t afford the mortgage on their liver.

Know Your Enemy

“I am not a number. I am a free man!” – The Prisoner

The GloboLeft and the GloboLeftElite are not tied to the countries they live in.

Instead, they are tied to their class.  A professor from Boulder can glide into a conference in London or Paris or D.C. and feel exactly the same:  the same polite applause, the same correct opinions, the same network of people who went to the same schools, read the same journals, and never once had to fix a carburetor.

The nice hotel room, the brandy, and the bacon-wrapped shrimp taste identical whether the view is of the Flatirons, the Thames, or Islamabad on the Seine.  These people deal almost exclusively with other members of their class.

Our daughters have to be sacrificed.

That is who they are loyal to.  They are largely unelected yet have an outsize impact on your life, like Anthony Fauci or the CEO of Disney®.  And it’s also elites in virtually every facet of life.

An example:  the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops.

In 2024 their financials showed $180.4 million, 81.8 percent of their operating revenue, came from government contracts and grants tied to illegals and refugees.   Why are we inundated with illegals?  You’re paying to be inundated with illegals.  The illegals and refugees stream across the border in unending numbers because we paid for them to come here.

For the Catholic hierarchy the calculation is simple:  mOaR Catholics, regardless of where they come from or what they believe outside of their first Holy Communion.  Now, I don’t want to be a killjoy to the bishops, but St. Thomas Aquinas would beg to differ.  Aquinas actually cared about the common good of a particular people in a particular place.

The modern bishops appear to care more about the grant pipeline.

When your funds allow hordes of illegals and other foreigners to finally show up, their very presence funds the GloboLeft again.  More students who don’t speak English equals more jobs for predominantly GloboLeftist teachers and interpreters.  More violence in schools from poorly adjusted foreigners equals more jobs for counselors, social workers, speech therapists, and cops.

The entire apparatus expands.

The GloboLeft does not merely tolerate the invasion; it metastasizes it into salaries, pensions, and moral superiority.

I remember a conversation with a perfectly credentialed GloboLeftist who looked me in the eye and said, with complete sincerity, “Well, if we don’t have them (illegals) here, the cost of strawberries will go up!”

Yes, yes they will.  And the job of picking them will go to an American.  Without the influx of illegals it could be one of those heavily-credentialed parasites who have burrowed into the system and now find actual labor beneath them.  The strawberries will still get picked.

Let’s see the response . . . .

It is not only the obvious GloboLeftElite.  Recently Senator John Curtis of Utah, “Republican” Senator John Curtis got body-slammed in the comments on X® because he wants to import more foreigners through a state-sponsored visa scheme complete with a quiet pathway for long-term illegals.

Republicans won’t vote to stop it.  Many of them are already in the club, or they desperately want the membership card.

I guess no one in Utah is smart enough to run a hotel desk.

The bacon-wrapped shrimp is excellent, have you tried it?  Do you really think John Curtis will ever vote to send them home?

This is the deliberate dismantling of the old labor market filled with independently minded people who can still remember a nation that was not an open-air hotel for the world’s surplus population.  Those people sound dangerous, they sound like they may not support the government.

The people don’t support the government?  Easy solution: import different people.  To make it stick, let’s also pull heritage Americans out of the middle class.  People in the middle class have pesky opinions, spare time, and haven’t been worn down so they still have enough energy to make trouble.

If they were desperately poor, they’d complain less.  Heck, why stop there?  If you want a civilization to disappear, the easiest method is to pay their women more money.  They will happily take the lazy-girl jobs, postpone children indefinitely, and die surrounded by boxes of Chardonnay and pristine, unused wombs, ending family lines.

(h/t Vox Day LINK)

They also, on purpose, fail to go after certain criminals.  Those Flock© cameras blanketing the suburbs are not primarily aimed at inner-city gang members, cartel drug dealers, or illegals.  Those crimes are useful to the GloboLeftElite.  The cameras exist to track and punish the middle class.

Don’t believe me?  In Great Britain, murderers routinely receive lighter sentences than people who publish mean tweets.  When’s the last time a black murderer was charged with a “hate” crime?

This is policy.

The GloboLeftElite need the middle class to comply, and they need the anarchy from below to justify their own continued existence as managers of the chaos.  The violent and the non-productive are their power base and their enforcers while the middle class represent the last pool of money they haven’t sucked up.  After they’ve done that, they’re desperate to replace you.

How desperate are they?  They will import people from countries whose average I.Q. would make a decent room temperature if you happened to be wearing a sweater. This is the root of the competency crisis you see every day:  airplanes that crash, ships that smash bridges, and schools that don’t teach.

They do not care.  It does not impact their lives one bit.  The conference circuit continues.  The brandy is still poured.  The bacon-wrapped shrimp is still tasty.

The GloboLeftElite are not traitors to their countries in the old sense.  They simply no longer have countries.  They have a class, a set of hotels, and an endless supply of other people’s children to feed into the machine.

A machine that runs on shrimp, apparently.

The Only Freedom They Can Never Take

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.” – Dune

Never forget Cole’s Law:  “Shredded cabbage and carrot can make a decent salad.”

Frank Herbert wrote the opening quote for this post about a desert planet full of sand, giant worms, political backstabbing, and SpaceLSD®.  He could have been describing a Tuesday on the Internet, or maybe even Elon’s plan to get SpaceX™ stop SpaceX®’s shares from crashing and carving a trillion-dollar crater into the S&P 500©.

But back to fear.  Why is it used so often?

It’s because emotions are potent weapons, so they get weaponized.

Constantly.

Every advertisement, every mainstream media news segment, every political social media post is designed to make me feel something specific so I will do something specific.

When my dentist died, his family couldn’t find his tombstone.  There was no plaque on it.

Outrage is easy to provoke, and it motivates.  Fear moves product.  Comfy feels gets votes.  The people pushing the buttons understand this better than most philosophers ever did, I mean, have you ever read much about MK Ultra?

Do you really think they ever stopped, or are they using it now through SnapBook™ and InstaFace©?

The O.G. ancient stoic philosophers wanted to believe that reason was what they used to make decisions.  Marcus Aurelius sat in his tent writing notes to himself about virtue while his son grew up into the Roman version of Hunter Biden.  Using reason as a source of virtue is timeless, but it’s almost completely ignored by actual humans with nervous systems and SnapGram© accounts.

Humans feel first.  Only then do we invent reasons.

Five guys with booze will start a fight.  Five guys with weed will start a band.

That is really the order of operations.  But it also implies that if I guard my feelings then I can guard my decisions.  If I let someone else set the temperature while I’m driving and I have already handed them the steering wheel and they say, “Ha!  Driver gets to choose what’s on the radio!” have I twisted the metaphor too far to include peanut butter and PEZ®?

Absurdity aside, if I hand someone the ability to control me with emotion, I cease to be anything but that MK Ultra automaton.  Thankfully, I tend to run anti-trend anyway.

If the herd is charging one direction, my first move is to imagine that they’re headed toward a cliff at a full gallop.  That habit has kept me out of more than one mistake, like investing my 401K in Beanie Babies©.  But even I, John Wilder, still have a pulse and a set of instincts.

The difference, though, is whether I treat those instincts as orders or as suggestions.

My decisions are my choice.

Any one practicing for a staring contest should take a good, hard look in the mirror.

Yes, emotions matter.  They can be fuel.  But I still get to choose how I feel about an issue.  In the end, that very well may be the only freedom that cannot be taken from me:  I can only give it away.

They can take my money, my job, and MySpace© page.  They can take my reputation.  They can take the flags and the stories I grew up believing.  They can flood every screen with the approved feeling of the week from that high-fructose corn syrup of actresses, Zendaya.

Why high-fructose corn syrup?  No one likes it, and it’s in absolutely everything.

Regardless of Zendaya, what they cannot do is reach into my skull and flip the switch.

Unless I hand them the key.

I used to eat at Applebee’s®.  Then I saved up enough cash to buy my own microwave?

I have watched people hand over that key in real time.  They scroll until the algorithm has told them exactly how angry to be, what to be angry about, and how to soothe that anger.

They outsourced their emotions to the loudest voice in the room and call it being informed . . . “tRUsTinG tHe scIENcE”.

The alternative is to be deliberate.

I notice the emotion when it shows up.  Turn it around in my skull, and name it while avoiding the drama.

Then, and only then, do I decide whether it points toward Truth, Beauty, and Goodness or whether it is just another current trying to pull me somewhere I never intended to go.

That pause is the whole game. In that pause I still own the tiller.

I can choose the things that flow from Truth, Beauty, and Goodness. I can choose honor and discipline instead of convenience and shortcuts. I can choose the hard path because, as the old proverb says, calm seas do not make good sailors.  Smooth water teaches me almost nothing about flip flops, pop-tops, inexplicable tattoos, or using a mixer to blend iced alcoholic beverages.  Oh, wait, that’s Jimmy Buffet talking about his rough time.

My bad.  But the point of Margaritaville is that it shows how a life free from discipline leads to hard lessons in the end, anyway.  I want storms.  I want them early.

It’s rare that a defibrillator fails, but when it happens, no one is shocked.

Discipline looks boring from the outside.  And I am boring.  Honor looks stubborn.  And I’m damned stubborn.  Choosing not to feel what the crowd demands can look cold.

Fine.

I don’t control the storms.  I do not control the media cycle, the markets, the next manufactured crisis, or the next fashionable cause.

I do control whether those things dictate my next move.

Everything else can be bargained, taxed, regulated, stolen, or canceled.  The choice of how I feel about an issue stays mine until I surrender it.

So, I guard it.

I hear they have a new parking meteor at the International Space Station.

The sea will not stay calm, our lives are filled with storms.  The only question is to whether I choose to hold the tiller, or if I’ve already given up for a free ride on the SpaceLSD© express.

At least they have Margaritas.

Fauci And The Big Lie

“Stop your squealing, you dunghill rat.” – The Return of the King 

I guess that 2020 really was the Year of the Rat.

I thought that I had done my last post on COVID.  I really did.

Then, that pisspot troll smugboi Fauci went before Congress and put on the most pathetic, weasel-like performance I’ve ever seen.  As perhaps is his right, he pled the Fifth Amendment to avoid answering any question asked, including revealing such secrets as the color of the carpet or the color of his tie.

Yes, it may be his right, but it does show the depth of his evil.

Yes, evil.

In Russia it’s called corruption, but in the USA . . . we don’t talk about it.

Viewed from 2026, the insanity of the Vaxx Offensive is even more absurd and insane.  Of course, the GloboLeftElite did everything they could to fan the flames.  The Covid War gave them two things that they desperately wanted:  the ability to get rid of Trump by gaming the election, and . . . power.

The Mrs. told me when we were dating that she was attracted to men with power, so I made sure to let her know I was up to date on my electric bill.

The GloboLeftElite love things like COVID or 9/11.  It gives them the ability to control.  They love that.  What power did they want to show?

All of it.  They fired people who wouldn’t submit to the Vaxx.  They restricted movement of people who didn’t take the Vaxx, and even arrested one woman who had used a fake Vaxx card to go to Hawaii.  They arrested a man who was wakeboarding alone on the ocean.

They made masks with holes in them so that kids in band could blow air into their instruments, since apparently a clarinet or piccolo will destroy any virus or bacteria.

Yes, they did this.  Someone thought this was a good idea.

I didn’t take the Vaxx, and I’m glad.  Two people I know took the Johnson&Johnson© Vaxx on the same day, and got matching heart attacks on the same month a little over a year later.  They lived.  Lots of people didn’t.  In my mind, it wasn’t even a choice to take a Frankenvaxx© that hadn’t been tested.  I didn’t try to convince my supervisor that I was right, I didn’t discuss my reasons, I didn’t argue, and I didn’t explain.

My Boss:  “Are you going to sign up to get the Vaxx, John?”

Me:  “No.”

And that was it.

Parody, sure, but you know they feel that way.

For older people with respiratory issues?  It might have made sense to take the risk with the information available at the time.  Now?  No way.  That Johnson&Johnson© Vaxx is now no longer available due to a “serious blood-clotting side effect”.

But giving that to children?

That’s criminal.  People should be in jail.

But this is real. (as-found)

Suppression of this very website started whenever I questioned the narrative on COVID or the Vaxx, making a joke about it on YouTube™ resulted in a channel strike, and it became a matter of faith that St. George Floyd would save us from the Trump Demon of COVID if only we would kneel and take the sacrament of the Vaxx.  This was really a virtue-signaling cargo cult that had a belief in “sCIenCe” even when “sCieNCe” was clearly not being used, and was instead replaced by the same voodoo that gave us gender theory.

My theory on why my site was attacked was that I had committed blasphemy in their eyes.

So, that white-haired weasel went before Congress and made me break my word and write one more COVID post.

The reason for this post is simple:  we can’t let this happen again.  Beware whenever these weasels speak.  Also, know that whenever they get a chance for control by using our fear, they will use it to remove our wealth and, more importantly, our freedoms.

They will try this again.

Remember:

“No” is a complete sentence.

Sam Colt Made Men Equal. A.I. Won’t Even Try.

“Where’d you get the pistol?” – No Country for Old Men Birthdays are healthy.  Studies show that people who have more of them live longer. If you have the tallest man on Earth and add him to a group of 99 random people, the average height might move upwards a quarter of an inch, at … Continue reading “Sam Colt Made Men Equal. A.I. Won’t Even Try.”

“Where’d you get the pistol?” – No Country for Old Men

Birthdays are healthy.  Studies show that people who have more of them live longer.

If you have the tallest man on Earth and add him to a group of 99 random people, the average height might move upwards a quarter of an inch, at most. But if you have the richest man in the world and add him to a group of 99 random people, on average, everyone has about 80 billion dollars depending on the day and the price of SpaceX®.

Elon Musk is roughly 14,000,000 times richer than the average person on Earth.

Height follows a normal distribution, what we would call a classic bell curve.  The tallest man might tower over the rest, but he’s not 2,651.5 miles tall.  Hmm, I should stop now before I give Elon ideas.

Wealth does not follow a normal distribution.  At the extremes it follows a Pareto distribution.  A very small slice of people command the overwhelming share of resources, and there’s no natural ceiling.

Wealth concentrates, it does not equalize.

I hate Stephen King’s novels.  Too many Maine characters.

Back when armor was the ultimate status symbol and battlefield insurance, only the wealthy could afford a full suit of plate.  A knight on horseback was a walking fortress.  Then came the longbow at places like Agincourt.  English yeomen, common men with years of training, unleashed volleys that turned French heavy cavalry into pin cushions.  Arrows punched through armor and the French knights dropped their baguettes and cigarettes.

The expensive advantage of the mounted noble evaporated in the mud and guns finished the job.  A peasant with a musket could drop a lord in plate armor from a hundred yards with a few weeks of training.  Rifles and pistols made personal defense cheap and portable.  The playing field for violence flattened dramatically.

God made men. Sam Colt made them equal.  And that equality made governments think twice before pushing too hard.  Warfare tells the same story on a larger scale.

World War II was industrial attrition on an insane level.  The Soviets threw bodies at the problem to sponge up German bullets.  The Americans threw factories, ships, tanks, and aircraft at it until the Axis ran out of everything else.

Soviet fighter planes were ineffective:  they couldn’t stop Stalin.

The U.S. and Soviets spent the Cold War trying to outproduce each other in the old game. America won that contest so thoroughly that the rules changed.  Ukraine, and then Iran’s proxies, show how much the game had shifted.  Precision munitions, satellite targeting, real-time communications, and swarms of cheap drones turned expensive armor and aircraft into expensive liabilities rather than decisive weapons.

A few thousand dollars in drone parts plus some clever targeting can take out a multi-million-dollar tank or ship.  The battlefield is being equalized again by access to information and cheap, smart munitions.  Technology handed smaller players and irregular forces new leverage.

The pattern repeats across history and across domains.  Some tools compress advantages. Others stretch them.

I saw a newsletter yesterday where the author declared war on the very idea of merit.  His working definition of merit is talent plus effort.

He hates it.  Talent, in his view, is unearned, an accident of birth or genes.  He was honest enough to admit talent isn’t evenly distributed.  Talent follows the same normal curve as height or I.Q.

No one walks around with a 14-million I.Q.

I have a pimp gnome in my front yard.  He keeps a tight leash on my garden hoes.

Luck plays a role too.  To reach the absolute pinnacle usually requires talent, effort, and luck. For most people with average talent and average luck.  Effort is the variable that actually moves the needle.

The writer seemed personally offended that some people could be smarter or more disciplined and therefore succeed more.  He celebrated A.I. because it might let anyone churn out a business plan that once required years of education and experience.  That will knock the smart kids down a peg!

He’s half right about A.I.’s impact.  It is already replacing or augmenting large chunks of cognitive work.

Roughly 21% of American adults are functionally illiterate, and 54% read below a sixth-grade level.

Hand those folks a powerful AI and they can produce a decent business plan.  Whether they can understand or execute on it is another question entirely since it’s like giving an orangutan the equations for orbital mechanics.

A spelling error cost my friend his marriage:  “Having a wonderful time, wish you were her.”

For someone with a 100+ I.Q., A.I. is different.

It removes drudgery and raises the floor on what one person can accomplish.  It lets a competent individual punch above his weight.

A.I. will not be distributed evenly, however.

The versions available to the wealthy won’t look at all like what will be available to the masses.  They’ll use it to design new products, optimize supply chains, and compound advantages.  Teens will use a simpler version to make cat pictures.

This is the recurring story of transformative technology.  The printing press took knowledge out of the hands of a tiny literate elite and scattered it across Europe.  Ideas that once required a monastery or a university could spread in weeks.  Books got cheap.  Literacy rose.

The printing press was an enormous equalizer.

Yet the biggest winners built printing empires, publishing houses, and networks of distribution and could control mass media.  The tool rewarded those who could organize capital and talent around it.

The donut baker retired in Modern Mayberry.  He got tired of the hole business.

The same pattern appeared with electricity.  It lit homes, powered factories, and created entirely new industries.  Living standards rose across the board. But the big utilities and manufacturers built vast fortunes and influence.

The automobile obliterated distance in a way no king could have done.  It reshaped cities, commerce, and daily life.  Henry Ford’s moving assembly line made cars affordable.

Equalizer, but the companies and supply chains that scaled the technology created concentrated wealth and power that still echoes today.

Personal computers and the early internet followed suit.  A motivated individual could reach a global audience or start a business with almost nothing but time and ingenuity.

Barriers collapsed.

Then the platforms that captured attention and data became trillion-dollar businesses that could control commerce and shut off channels to those with controversial opinions.

Technology does not care about fairness.

It amplifies existing differences in talent, effort, discipline, and capital allocation.  It lowers some barriers and erects new ones built around mastery of the new tools themselves.

Any pizza is a personal pizza.

The commie newsletter writer wanted the talented and hardworking punished for their advantages.  He wanted A.I. to act as a great leveler downward.

But effort still compounds and preparation still matters.  The distribution of outcomes stays wide.  The bell curve isn’t going anywhere.

Is A.I. an equalizer, then?

No.  It will act like wealth.  It won’t be equally distributed.  Carlos from the Jiffy-Lube® will only have the free tier of ChatGPT©.  Elon will have versions of weapons-grade A.I. available to him.

Probably figuring out how to make himself 2,651.5 miles tall.

The Grooming Gang Cover Up: 250,000 Reasons “Online Safety” Is a Scam

“These borders are well protected.” – The Fellowship of the Ring (all memes as-found) Governments around the world trot out the kids whenever they want to remove freedoms. Protect the children.  It’s always for the children. The reality is that they don’t care at all about the kids. Let’s look at the KIDS Act.  The … Continue reading “The Grooming Gang Cover Up: 250,000 Reasons “Online Safety” Is a Scam”

“These borders are well protected.” – The Fellowship of the Ring

(all memes as-found)

Governments around the world trot out the kids whenever they want to remove freedoms.

Protect the children. It’s always for the children.

The reality is that they don’t care at all about the kids.

Let’s look at the KIDS Act. The “Kids Internet and Digital Safety Act” has passed the House. The Senate Democrats have said . . . it’s too weak. Of course they did. There appears to be no speech that they love except their own.

But they’re not alone: the European Parliament’s Online Safety was rammed through during “legislator vacation” using a backdoor procedural trick that required an absolute majority just to kill it. Now it’s legal for them to sort through “private” messages. For the kids.

The UK Online Safety Act is sold the same way. It’s there to protect children.

The real effect is that it pushes everyone toward some form of online ID and forces websites to keep kids off their platforms. Sites like 4chan and Gab® told them to pound sand because they aren’t a UK website. All of this is supposedly to protect the kids.

Right.

If that’s true, they need to explain the grooming gangs who have raped an estimated 250,000 girls in the UK.

The reports that came out in June 2026 are horrific. They underline the point that if you import rapists, they’re going to rape because it’s what they do, and approved. Indians made a movie back in 1997 called Raja Ki Ayegi Baraat. The plot is straightforward.

Mala is raped by Raja. She takes him to court. The judge sentences them to marry as punishment for Raja. Raja and his family are cruel and hostile at first, even trying to kill Mala. Over time she wins them over through her kindness and resilience.

Tens of millions of Indians have seen this movie. That’s the cultural attitude of India on display.

If you import Indians, you’ll get rape, and mainly gang rapes because their upper-body strength is generally less than the average woman in the West. I know that sounds like a joke, but it’s actually true. Pakistan is similar, with one in three women reporting rape during their lifetimes in Pakistan, and those are the women they supposedly like.

If you’re not of their religions?

Well, you’re an animal to them, and they can do as they like, so 250,000 rapes is what they like.

Since a license is required to paddle a surfboard on the Thames, I’m sure the justice system is set up to take on actual gang rapists of children?

Well, no. The report on the 250,000 white English, Scottish, and Welsh girls that were systematically raped over the decades came out in June 2026. GloboLeftists in the UK mocked the report because of course they did. They had to mock it because there is a hierarchy in their world. Illegal immigrants who contribute nothing are at the top, because the goal of the GloboLeftist is to destroy whatever nation they’re in.

Sure, GloboLeftists say they’re against rape and against oppressing women, but only when white men are doing the raping and oppressing. If they rapists and abusers come from a foreign culture, well, rape and abuse as much as you want. After all, they’re only women.

Based on anecdotal evidence, the police in Europe have zero interest in arresting anyone who isn’t a lawful white citizen. In several cases, the police brought the young girls that were being sexually abused back to the abusers. The thankful abusers gave the police a turn on the girls.

Again, I’m not making any of this up. I’d bet money that those police were either Pakistani or Indian, which is another reason why you don’t want foreigners in positions of power. Imagine how the all-moslim, all-immigrant city council in Hamtramck, Michigan will work to protect Christian rights? If you go during the citizen comment period the mayor will call you a racist for suggesting that they not name streets for Islamic terrorists. It won’t be long before the Islamic call for prayer will be broadcast.

Wonder when they’ll require burkas? The Democrats will no doubt approve and encourage this.

But let’s go back to the UK. There have been at least three high-profile events that hit the public consciousness in the last month. The first was the murder of Henry Nowak. The police didn’t want the footage to come out, but when it did, watching them handcuff a nearly bloodless young English man was heartbreaking. It turned to rage-inducing when the facts and lies of the Sikh who murdered him came out.

Then a young man was being attacked by three non-English black men, and the police arrested the white guy. Birmingham Police politely asked that the footage not be shared, but they fully supported the actions of the police in arresting the victim and ignoring the attackers.

The third case didn’t get nearly as much attention, but it was again a white Englishman being attacked while the police arrested him as his attackers mocked him.

So, yeah.

As Ian Fleming wrote: “Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action.”

Justice in the courts is similarly absent. In Sweden, a rapefugee wasn’t deported after his three-year prison sentence because the rape “didn’t last long enough.” In the UK, a rapefugee raped three women in a short period and got a suspended sentence. But, a white British man was sent to prison for 20 months for saying, “Every man and their dog should be smashing fuck out of [hotel filled with rapefugees].” ‘

He had 1,500 Facebook followers. The post got six likes. Off to prison, mate!

How much of this is going on in the United States right now? How many Patel Motels are filled with H-1Deviant Indians setting up their own grooming gangs? The data shows that Indians are now leading the sexual abductors in the United Kingdom, and it’s not like we’re getting Indians from a different India over here in the United States. And the authorities in the United States are actively trying to skew the data as shown below:

No, any government licensing for use of the Internet is not for the kids. At all. It’s to make it so no one can talk back against the false reality the GloboLeft creates, so that any speech that they don’t agree with is hate speech.

And by their logic, hate speech isn’t protected speech, so any speech they hate is hate speech.

They just need a way to track you so they can punish you if you complain about children being raped or your people being replaced while Big Tech companies lobby to get your data so that they can maximize your profit potential to them.

But it’s for the kids, right?