Category: Weimerica

Jugaad And The Mumbai Mafia

“India’s a black hole.” – World War Z

I never got scammed by the Nigerian Prince.  His version of Purple Rain was awful.

When I did the first Indian post, I didn’t expect to do a second.  And now, what, is this the third?  Why a third post?

Indians are speedrunning themselves into being the most hated minority in the United States.  And they’re doing it in record time, like they’re trying to beat the low score record on “Wheel of Karma®.”

Indians used to call themselves the “model minority.” Cute. But let’s be real, they never stacked up very well against the Swedish Bikini Team or the Japanese Waifu Squad.  Okay, the Indians will never be able to be loved like those groups, but what are they doing to make themselves so hated?

I heard a Waifu is like the square root of -100.  A perfect 10, but imaginary.

Well, let’s start with jugaad.  What’s jugaad?

Not as in “joo gaadda see this,” like Tony Soprano might say.  Jugaad is, well, an Anon from /pol/ nailed the definition:

“Jugaad is the dishonest and deliberate bending of the rules and laws to one’s favor. In India, such underhanded and self-serving behavior is celebrated, especially among the upper/middle classes. It can also mean ‘doing the bare minimum to get by’ which is why Indian coding, craftsmanship, etc., is so terrible.”

Ouch.  Kicked straight in the Microsoft©.

But we see jugaad continually exhibited by the Indians who have fled that paradise of the world’s largest trash mountain stunning Mumbai skyline and open sewage the Ganges. They cheat everyone at everything.  And when there are bunches of them, they cheat in organized groups that would make the Mafia blush.

What do cheaters do after they die?  They lie still. (as found)

When one Indian is hired, immediately their main goal is to hire other Indians, which increases their Izzat (link below). But it also gives them co-conspirators. Recently it’s coming to light that many H-1B visa holders are sharing their visa with trainloads of Indians. They all come here and work in substandard conditions, at least by American standards.

Izzat:  How An Indian Concept Is Destroying The West

Why would they do that? Living six to a room in the United States is still 1000 times better than being in a nice place in India. And Americans, they’re so easy to cheat, coming from that high-trust culture. I’ve pointed out before how at least some of the hotels are engaged in human trafficking, drug trafficking, labor abuses, and (probably) money laundering (link below). I mean, illegals from South America, Africa, and even jihadis from the Middle East come to the country and the GloboLeftElite and CommerceChamberCohorts can’t get enough of them.

The Invasion of the Industry Snatchers: Patel Motels and the Trucking Singhularity

Why are Indians different and liked less than violent criminals who eat cats?  The Indians coming to the West have committed several unforgivable sins:

First, they are going after exactly the same sorts of jobs that the GloboLeft rank and file love:  jobs where they can be gang hired and protected by big systems, be it screwing up software at Microsoft® or working for the government or working in an HR department or selling stock in a company with a non-functional Alzheimer’s drug.

Looking at you, Ramaswamy, since that is classic jugaad.

Vivek was going to give a seminar on how not to be defrauded, but cancelled it.  Tickets are non-refundable.

These are the safe, air-conditioned hiding spots where pierced-hair-color activists planned to coast until they gender-transitioned.  Now?  They’re filled with Indians doing the bare minimum at with half the hair dye and double the relatives.

These are things that GloboLeftists want to do with their own weirdly pierced and unnatural hair color gang, and to watch Indians poach their jobs is, well, triggering for them.

What’s a Leftist’s favorite film?  Minority Report. (as-found)

Second, Indians do commit crimes, it’s just that they’re not particularly endowed with height or power, so they have to do everything in parties of 10 or more because a single adult white guy could take on quite a few. And guns? I don’t think they have the upper body strength to hold one up, let alone carry it for any distance.  GloboLeftist are much more in tune with importing actual bombers and murderers and people who pay back for the grift they take, like the Somalians.

True fact:  India does really well at the Special Olympics®.  And, India did beat Michael Phelps who only has 28 Olympic medals, but Phelps has more gold medals than India has silver and gold, combined.  (as-found)

Third, GloboLeftism is inherently feminist. And women love strong and attractive men, and Indians . . . well . . . aren’t.

I saw one post by a woman who was crying.  She had been on Tinder® and had received a funny, smart, well-thought-out message.  The problem?  It was an Indian that wrote it to her.  She felt that if an Indian had taken that kind of time, that the Indian actually thought that he had a shot with her.  If that was the case, she felt she must be pretty unattractive.

Ouch.  She would have rather had a message from a broke criminal on parole than an Indian.

Not at all creepy.  (as-found)

You can be anything you want to a GloboLeftist woman, but don’t be unattractive. Even worse, don’t be needy, creepy, or trigger a disgust reaction.  Indian males tend to put check marks into all of those boxes for Western women.

Remember, women and feminized men make up the footsoldiers and the pocketbook of the GloboLeft.  They’ll put up with anything that they can mentally morph into a child for them to care for, likely out of guilt from the kids they’ve murdered before birth, but they simply can’t look at Indians and see them as something they’d want to care for.

This is what happens when you come for their lazy white girl jobs. (as-found)

The final point: Their customs are alien.

Not “worship a rock in Mecca” alien.

Not “bat-soup for breakfast” alien.

We’re talking covering themselves in cow poop on purpose, drinking pee and eating poop, worshiping a blue monkey-god that looks like a rejected Marvel™ character, and treating streets like the world’s largest public restroom.

Shoes?  Optional.

Hygiene standards? Also optional.

Forget microplastics:  macroIndians are more of a hazard.

How rousing!  (as-found)

We built the greatest high-trust society in history on the assumption that people would mostly play fair because reputation mattered and neighbors noticed.  But they exploited the same system the GloboLeft created to destroy high-trust America.  The results are predictable:  broken software, ghost employees, and chain-migration apartment complexes that smell like disappointment and curry.

Indians are exposing, at scale, how fragile the whole “just let anyone in” experiment really is.  And the GloboLeft? They’re not mad at the Indians. They’re mad they got out-jugaaded at their own game.

Well, it’s not all bleak.  Maybe Tony Soprano could pay one $20 to start his car every morning?

How To Break A Society, Part I

“Half measures are the curse of it.  A rational society would either kill me or put me to some use.” – Red Dragon

The Andrew formerly known as Prince.

Picture this:  I leave my keys in the truck overnight.  Windows down.  Wallet on the dash.  Next morning?  Still there.  Nothing missing, though a cat might have explored an empty burger wrapper.  No viral TikTok™ of some “youth” doing donuts in my F-150®.

Absurd?  No.

And not because Big Brother has cameras up the backside of every squirrel, but because back in the day people just didn’t do that crap.  The neighbors would have known who did it.  Moms would have heard about it at church, and the father of the kid would have heard about it from his boss.

Shame, accountability, and consequences work better than ankle monitors.

That was the power of societal norms.  Invisible fences made of “What will people think?”  And the Founding Fathers knew it.  They told us so.

Benjamin Franklin walked out of the Constitutional Convention and some lady asked what they’d given us. “A republic,” he said, “if you can keep it.” Not “if the government keeps it for you.” Not “if we pass enough laws.” If you can keep it.

John Adams was even blunter in 1798: “Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.”

They weren’t kidding.

I shocked the postman by opening the door completely nude.  I think what surprised him the most was that I knew where he lives.

Just like the Constitution, the libertarian dream only works when people self-circumscribe their own behavior.  An 85,000-page federal code of regulations telling me not to steal if my conscience (and the fear of my neighbors shunning me like a rabid raccoon with diarrhea at a picnic) already does the job.  The Constitution assumed a pretty genetically homogeneous people who spoke the same language, mostly went to the same church, read the same Bible, and agreed that punching your neighbor over a fence line was a last resort, not the premise of a YouTube™ video.

Some people broke the rules.  Always have, always will no matter the civilization.  But back then the system didn’t turn justice into a CBS® series lasting twenty years.  The mean time from sentence to rope?

Often weeks or a few months, not the decades-long death-row vacation with three hots, cable, and taxpayer-funded lawyers we enjoy today.  Were innocents sometimes executed?

Almost certainly.

But swift, mostly impartial justice beat the hell out of vigilante posses or letting killers out on technicalities to murder yet again.  A society that can’t punish the guilty quickly loses the ability to protect the innocent at all.

I stand behind Alec.  It’s safer than standing in front of him.

Fast-forward to post-World War II America.  Streets were so safe kids rode bikes until the streetlights came on.  Doors stayed unlocked.  Factories hummed, wages rose, and the biggest scandal in most towns was somebody skipping the church potluck.  Prosperity wasn’t just money:  it was a stable and predictable life.

That bored the revolutionaries of the 1960s half to death.

They looked at this overwhelmingly safe, secure, prosperous society made of families in traditional family roles and said, “Nah, too square.”  The GloboLeftist project kicked into high gear with the Great Society.

Lyndon Johnson and his crew didn’t just want to help the poor.  No.  They wanted to remake society.  The guardrails of conformity had to go.  Why?  Because the norms of self-restraint, local reputation, and actual community stood in the way of central control.

Take lending, for example.  Let’s say I wanted a home loan in 1955.  My local banker didn’t just run a credit score, because they didn’t exist.  He would have called my pastor:  “Does Wilder show up on Sundays,?  He does?  Any rumors about his behavior?  PEZ®, eh?  That’s a bit odd.”

Local money stayed local. My mortgage would have literally been made from the savings of the people I saw at the grocery store.  Or, rather that The Mrs. saw at the grocery store, since why would a married man go to the store?

Good families got a break if junior was speeding?  Sure.  Outsiders had to prove themselves?  Absolutely.  But it worked because everyone was playing the same cultural game.

If King Charles was anymore inbred, he’d be a sandwich.

Then came the 1960s and beyond.

Mass migration became deliberate policy.  Civil rights were the noble public excuse, but the real play was splintering the old society so it could be replaced with something more compliant. Free association?

Gone.

You can’t choose who you hire or rent to without risking a lawsuit. Schools?

Prayer out, social engineering in.

Education standards?

Lowered faster than a politician’s principles.

Family?

Oh, boy.

Women used to save themselves for marriage.  Even when I was a kid, that was still the norm in most places and led to more than one frustrating Saturday night.

Body count back in the 1950s?  Usually one, and it came with a ring and a white dress.  Fast-forward one lifetime from the Great Society:  sophomore year of college and some girls are racking up body count numbers higher than a Call of Duty™ leaderboard.

No-fault divorce, welfare that paid better for single moms than married couples, and a nonstop cultural drumbeat that “settling down” was oppression led not to the Great Society but the Great Breakdown.  The nuclear family, once our bedrock, got nuked.  Fatherless homes exploded.  The Great Society didn’t cure poverty:  it subsidized it while making dads optional and government mandatory.

My WIFI router is in the basement.  You could say this post comes from a LAN down under.

Every facet of life got the treatment.

Religion was pushed out of the public square.  “Under God” became hate speech.  Local norms replaced by federal mandates.  You couldn’t even form a private club without worrying about quotas.

The explicit goal?

Fragment the connections that made America 1960 a powerhouse.  Replace them with government strings.  Make people dependent on D.C. instead of their neighbors, their church, or their own character.

And it worked.

One generation. That’s all it took.

We went from “mind your own business but don’t be a jerk” to needing sensitivity training to say “good morning” without committing a microaggression.  We went from “your reputation follows you” to “my truth” where accountability is optional and consequences are for white men.

The absurdity peaks when you realize the same people who tore down the norms now act shocked at the results.

“Why is crime up? Why are families falling apart? Why can’t we have nice things?”

Because they spent 60 years telling people the guardrails were bigotry.  They replaced “don’t do that, people will talk” with “do whatever feels good, you slay, queen.”  They swapped local bankers who knew your grandma for algorithms that approve loans based on your zip code, skin tone, and whether your social media likes the right causes.

A fragmented society built on ephemeral values:  “my feelings, my identity, my government check” cannot magically produce the disciplined, self-restrained people who built the 1960 powerhouse. We can’t have a republic of free men when half the population thinks “freedom” means no consequences and the other half thinks the Constitution constrains the government too much.

The fall wasn’t accidental.

I ate in an all-you-can-eat Italian restaurant buffet.  There were endless pastabilities.

It was engineered during a time of plenty, when people were fat and happy enough to believe the sales pitch.  “Break the old norms, they’re oppressive!” Turns out the oppression was mostly keeping humans from doing what humans do when they’re not in a civilization and are left unchecked.

I don’t think we can keep the republic Franklin talked about from where we are.  Adams knew the reason: paper and ink don’t enforce morality.  People do.

Or they don’t.  And when they don’t, the government is happy to step in with a smile and a 10,000-page regulation.

The norms are gone. The absurdity remains. And the bill?

It’s due, with interest.

The Next Default, Gold, Bras, and Confiscation

“The wealth of Moria was not in gold or jewels but mithril.” – Fellowship of the Ring

Steel suppliers are facing high iron prices and low finished steel prices.  They say it’s a terrible ore-deal.

What we call money was for the longest time gold.  For . . . a long time, really.  It has never quite been valueless and even jungle savages and pyramid builders (who had, I must remind you, no iPhones™ used it for trinkets because it was pretty.

But cash has gone to zero.

The phrase “Not worth a Continental” came about because the Continental Congress decided to print a lot of cash to fight the Revolutionary War.  It worked, but the cash became valueless because they printed too much.

How bad was it?

Bad enough that a wheelbarrow of Continentals might buy you a loaf of bread, if the baker was using them to start his fire.  It was a bad enough experience that the Framers of the Constitution tossed in the whole, “No State shall make anything but gold and silver Coin a Tender in Payment of Debts.”

Then we went to gold because the Constitution said so.  Gold worked for a while.  There was a reset during the Civil War with the National Banking Act, which made paper “greenbacks” official tender.  Lincoln needed cash to fund the Union army, so they cranked up the presses again.  By war’s end, greenbacks were worth about half their face value, and people grumbled, but hey, at least the North bankers won.

I’m in shape for that, though.  I exorcise regularly.

Then in the awful year of 1913, the Fed® was put into place, and the monkey business began anew.  Another currency reset, first for World War I, where they suspended gold convertibility to print for the war machine.  Huh.  It’s like I’ve heard that before.  When the value of the dollar started to increase in the Great Depression, Roosevelt came in and made owning significant amounts of gold illegal.

I mean, illegal for the plebs.  Rich dudes could still own all they wanted, because, well, they’re rich.  What don’t you understand about that, pleb?  FDR’s Executive Order 6102 forced folks to turn in their gold at $20.67 an ounce, then he jacked the price to $35 overnight.

Instant 69% profit for Uncle Sam.  Nice work, if you can get it.

Eventually, LBJ took all of the silver out of the money, too.  In 1965, quarters went from 90% silver to clad junk, because Vietnam wasn’t going to fund itself.  People hoarded the old real silver coins, and Gresham’s Law kicked in:  bad money drives out good.

Finally, Nixon took the dollar off of the gold standard as a “temporary emergency measure” in 1971.  Temporary, my foot.  It was the final nail in the gold coffin, all because we were spending like drunken sailors on wine, women, wars and welfare.

Was there panic?  Confusion?  Market turmoil?  Riots in the streets?

Nah.  None of that happened at any of these currency resets.  Partially because people are distracted.  Back then it was Vietnam protests or bra burnings or Watergate scandals.

Despite the name, when I wore The Mrs.’, I couldn’t do any more than usual.

And, partially because people still had dollars to spend that were worth something, right?  I mean, until the inflation of the 1970s hit.  People adapted, grumbled, but kept chugging along because what else were we gonna do?  Start a revolution over milk prices?

All of these resets, every single one of them, happened because the United States government (or its precursor) had spent way too much, had too much debt, and didn’t want to pay it.  It’s the old, “Hey, let’s you and me split the bill. Half is fair right? I mean, I had the steak and lobster and you had a salad, so 50-50 works.”

Except you don’t get to object.

This confiscation is what gold (and silver) holders, real physical metal holders, now worry about: the government coming for their gold and silver.

I am here to tell you that will never happen.

Never.

What’s the zodiac sign for a donut?  Torus.

Why bother with door-to-door confiscation when they can just make it painful to use?  History shows they prefer the sneaky route.  What will happen is, say, that .gov will tax people who sell gold at a profit at a huge rate. 70%? 90%?  Heck, maybe 110% if they get creative with penalties.

And no one will care.  Why?  Well, rich people will have insulated themselves from this by offshoring those investments:  think Swiss vaults or Cayman trusts.  The tax will probably only apply to individuals (so those with corporations won’t care, they’ll just LLC their stack), and the people who don’t have silver and gold will think that anyone who had any silver and gold probably deserves such a high tax rate.

“Greedy hoarders,” they’ll say, while scrolling through their InstaFace© feed of dancing feminists.

That’s one way.  What’s another?

Mandate reporting on all precious metal sales over, say, $100. Turn your local coin shop into a snitch for the IRS®.  Or tie it to “anti-money laundering” laws, making grandma’s heirloom coins suspicious.  It’s not confiscation; it’s just “regulation for your safety.

“You can sell your gold and silver. And dollars, even, into a new currency!”

And only into that new currency.  This new currency will be great! We’ll call it a Central Bank Digital Currency (CBDC).  It’s like crypto, but now the Fed® controls it!

I have a friend who is half-Indian.  His name is Ian.

What could go wrong?

Well, from the perspective of the Fed©, absolutely nothing. They can make your CBDC evaporate unless you spend it:  like digital milk in the fridge with an expiration date enforced by big brother.  “Use it or lose it, citizen!”

They can track every cent (oops) dime that you spend.  Bought too much ammo?  Flag.  Donated to the “wrong” cause?  Freeze.  They can stop transactions they don’t like.  “Sorry, no more red meat, your carbon score’s too high today.”

They can use it to create an activity profile: “John’s been buying survival gear again; better send the social worker.  Have her bring cigars and scotch to calm him down.”

It will, of course, all be for your own good.  It’ll stop crime.  And money-laundering.

And those rich people!  It will stop them.  I mean, sure they’ll have the fancy estates in France and Bill Gates will own half of the farmland in the country and also own Picassos and Renoirs and Monets and Manets and a Chinese antibiotics manufacturer, but it’ll really get him.

Bill Gates caught a very strong STD:  Herpules.

Us plebs?  We’ll get the full surveillance package.

Boy, those rich people are sure going to suffer if we force them to use CBDC.

So, we can keep our gold and silver.  It’s just a barbaric relic.  And we’re awful if we want to keep it since it’s probably anti-patriotic or pro-colonialism (depending on who is in office) to keep the gold and silver, which should be safely stored.

In a Central Bank.

For your own good.

And the CBDC?  That’s as good as gold.  It’s not like the Continental at all.  And, it comes with a new iPhone® app.

What a deal!

Civil War 2.0 Weather Report: Cloudy With A Chance Of Insurrection

“You didn’t think I’d risk losing the battle for Gotham’s soul in a fistfight with you?” – The Dark Knight

If a Somalian couple gets divorced in Minnesota, are they still brother and sister? (all memes and media except clock as-found)

  1. Those who have an opposing ideology are considered evil.
  2. People actively avoid being near those of opposing ideology.  Might move from communities or states just because of ideology.
  3. Common violence. Organized violence is occurring monthly.
  4. Common violence that is generally deemed by governmental authorities as justified based on ideology.
  5. Opposing sides develop governing/war structures. Just in case.
  6. Open War.

Volume VII, Issue 9

Most memes except for the clock and graphs are “as found”.  I have maintained the Clock O’Doom at 9., given the open support of assassination and criminality by the GloboLeft and the increase in violence as well as direct interference with ICE and the insertion of the military into law enforcement.  Beware: the number can climb quickly.

My advice remains.  Avoid crowds.  Get out of cities.  Now.  A year too soon is better than one day too late.

In this issue:  Front Matter – The Battle of Minnesota – Violence and Censorship Update – Misery Index – Updated Civil War 2.0 Index – Bad and Good – Links

Front Matter

Welcome to the latest issue of the Civil War II Weather Report.  These posts are different than the other posts at Wilder Wealthy and Wise and consist of smaller segments covering multiple topics around the single focus of Civil War 2.0, on the first or second Monday of every month.  I’ve created a page (LINK) for links to all of the past issues.  Also, subscribe because you’ll join nearly 840 other people and get every single Wilder post delivered to your inbox, M-W-F at or before 7:30AM Eastern, free of charge.

The Battle of Minnesota

Note:  on a regular month, I save media as the month goes on to use for this update.  Twenty or thirty is a normal month.  This month?  180.  So, this edition will draw heavily from those.

The Battle of Minnesota was very intentional from the GloboLeftElite.  If I were to guess, the amount of money coming out of the state, a state that the GloboLeftElite salted with Somalians to ensure stays a vote and cash farm for the GloboLeft.  Had all of this gone down in June of this year?  I think we’d be in the midst of armed conflict right now in Minnesota, California, and possibly New York.

The Somalians were openly disrespectful of the dead lesbian.

Trump even Truthed® about the situation.  But when you try to run over an armed ICE officer, he just might shoot back.

The response?  Storm a church.  That’s a sure way to bring sympathy to your cause.

Oh, and the next person ICE shot?  Please make sure that he was sympathetic, a super nurse who only cared for people and wasn’t actively trying to bring about a violent confrontation.

And then, if you’re the governor, call up the Guard to potentially face off against ICE.

But then what happened?  The communication channels used by the GloboLeft to command their useful idiots was breached.  Uh-oh.

I don’t know if this is correct, but it may have implicated government officials?

And, shockingly, foreigners are involved against ICE:

But then, things changed:

And ICE was just ignored.

And the people?  They still want the foreigners to go home:

Violence and Censorship Update

Remember, the New York Times hates you:

And some words may not be spoken:

And some things won’t be reported on:

And some they’ll attempt to make you forget, because obvious hoax is obvious:

And they’ll stop at nothing to make a loser a hero:

The next version:

The Netflix adaptation:

And they hate you:

And they hate you:

And she was arrested.  Shocking.

What do citizens have to fear from ICE?

At least I run an honest clock:

Making all your thoughts theirs.

Greenland attacked:

The Minneapolis police like Somalians more than they like Americans.

Tough talk from the pronoun crowd:

And I’d bet this guy has had a visit from the FBI already:

What is it with nurses in Minnesota?

Well, at least she lost that job.

And the City of Brotherly Love isn’t:

And the violence was spreading . . .

While the threats proliferate:

But only certain types of violence made the GloboLeft upset.  Some were ignored:

Let’s see how things are going in Europe, which is what you get when GloboLeftism runs unchecked:

Well at least they punish the violent, right . . . oh . . .

Now, even the countryside is too white in Great Britain.

Misery Index

The new Trump administration is shown in red.  Results continue to be much better than Biden’s misery numbers.  The advance is at a near minimum, given the Fed®’s policy.

And we can afford eggs again.

Though Trump seems to want eternally high home prices.

Updated Civil War II Index

The Civil War II graphs are an attempt to measure four factors that might make Civil War II more likely, in real time.  They are broken up into Violence, Political Instability, Economic Outlook, and Illegal Alien Crossings.  As each of these is difficult to measure, I’ve created for three of the four metrics some leading indicators that combine to become the index.  On illegal aliens, I’m just using government figures.

Violence:

Violence indicators are up again this month, and, although they aren’t George Floyd-levels, you can see that from here.  And there’s a lot of frustration:

Political Instability:

Down is more stable, and it went down slightly this month after the budget fight ended.  And a lot of the “Elite” are now starting to lose jobs due to A.I., which will increase political tension quickly.

Economic:

The economy up just a smidge this month, but I think the bubble has some pretty grey hair and some other headwinds are on the horizon.

Illegal Aliens:

Still the lowest level since the Weather Report started.

Bad and Good

The Bad:

The Good:

LINKS

The links are again done by Ricky this month.  Thanks, Ricky!

BAD GUYS

https://x.com/ExxAlerts/status/2012756374694895882
https://x.com/LevineJonathan/status/2009023254648807879
https://x.com/libsoftiktok/status/2015941489516245223
https://x.com/Rightanglenews/status/2012977084440731734

GOOD GUYS

https://twitter.com/i/status/2009416434183458893
https://twitter.com/i/status/2009377264517984486
https://x.com/JamesOKeefeIII/status/2015260124932448533

ONE GUY

https://cms.zerohedge.com/s3/files/inline-images/G-5K5Q9XUAEXXze.jpg?itok=QxAe4FgO
https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/ar-AA1VqQsY

BODY COUNT

https://www.army.mil/article/289904/army_encourages_soldiers_to_just_pick_up
https://www.npr.org/2026/01/12/nx-s1-5647761/ivf-fertility-motherhood-40s-cost
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/01/27/us/politics/census-2025-estimates-population-immigration.html?unlocked_article_code=1.HlA.2S2B.yiS8JLm5K2F-&smid=url-share
https://x.com/WallStreetApes/status/2012930482867257625

VOTE COUNT

https://news.gallup.com/poll/700499/new-high-identify-political-independents.aspx
https://www.zerohedge.com/political/census-data-signals-deep-trouble-democrats-after-2030
https://www.zerohedge.com/political/we-must-pass-save-act-republicans-engage-serious-push-voter-id
https://x.com/IterIntellectus/status/2012220254504530043
https://cms.zerohedge.com/s3/files/inline-images/G-zOZDYW4AAmuUM.png?itok=ne4Sv1lI

CIVIL WAR (OURS)

https://x.com/Schwalm5132/status/2015470661490057540
https://x.com/camhigby/status/2015093523733733474
https://x.com/camhigby/status/2015470423413047597
https://x.com/VigilantFox/status/2016575958644355539?s=20
https://apnews.com/article/bishop-ice-martyrdom-new-hampshire-b58050770e7d40e3247d0aa3b91fe0d2
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/01/10/us/federal-agents-law-enforcement-trump.html?unlocked_article_code=1.DVA.ecVS.mLFgxVQnJHt6&smid=url-share
https://www.dailysignal.com/2026/01/07/minnesota-democrats-dangerous-neo-confederate-rhetoric/
https://www.foxnews.com/politics/gop-lawmakers-call-trump-arrest-walz-after-governor-warns-national-guard-move
https://fortune.com/2026/01/26/ray-dalio-trump-minneapolis-shooting-civil-war-debt-tinderbox/
https://alt-market.us/maybe-its-time-for-conservative-patriots-to-rally-in-minneapolis/
https://choiceclips.whatfinger.com/2026/01/19/nyt-says-civil-war-is-here-democrats-say-they-will-arrest-conservatives/
https://amgreatness.com/2026/01/29/slouching-towards-fort-sumter/
https://futurism.com/future-society/simulation-civil-war-games

CIVIL WAR (THEIRS)

https://www.zerohedge.com/political/alberta-sees-large-turnout-petition-separate-canada
https://x.com/albertaseparate/status/1885163587528020435
https://www.theatlantic.com/international/2026/01/iran-revolution-protests-collapse/685578/
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/01/25/world/middleeast/iran-how-crackdown-was-done.html?unlocked_article_code=1.HFA.USAQ.AtdNc0uQ7YVv&smid=url-share
https://www.iranintl.com/en/202601255198

Land of Confusion

“I know what you mean, Blair.  Trust’s a tough thing to come by these days.” – The Thing

Pretty soon they’ll just cast a bird.  I can see it now, “Heron of Troy”. (all memes as-found)

I’m old enough to remember the song Land of Confusion coming out.  It was from Genesis, which really should have been named “Phil Collins and some other white GloboLeftist dudes.”  The video was and is hideous.  It was intentionally hideous.  I rewatched it again before writing this and ended up regretting it.  If there is place for the True, Beautiful, and Good, well, brother, that video wasn’t it.

Okay.  I assure you, this isn’t a review of a forty-year-old video, but rather the phrase that comes to my mind as I write this particular post.  The world is really into WTF territory, a true Land of Confusion.

What’s going on?  Is it time to start drinking heavily?

The largest product launch in the history of product launches is going on.  Of course I mean Artificial Intelligence.  A.I. has distorted everything, and I mean everything in our economy.  There is (in my humble opinion that is more often wrong than right) no particular reason that the stock market should be doing as well as it is.  A double Snack Wrap© meal with some fries and a drink costs $8.00.

The Dalai Lama went to Vegas last year because he loves Tibet.

That’s two tortillas, some Official Chicken Product®, a sauce, some shredded lettuce, potatoes deep fried in estrogen-laden oils, and, if you’re lucky and made the right choice, water or coffee.  I guess this is an example of fake money for fake food.

Wouldn’t a bit a of steak be better?  Even a little bit?

Gahhh!  I keep wandering.  Like I said, Land of Confusion.

If you really do a deep dive into the main prophet of A.I., Sam Altman, I assure you that you’ll become concerned that Sam is managing a trillion-dollar business with the potential that, if it fails, to lead to another Great Depression.  But, hey, if it succeeds, there’s a 20% chance that humanity might be erased like mosquitos in a pup tent.

Honestly, I wouldn’t hire Sam Altman to manage a Taco Bell® in Modern Mayberry, but I guess that fast talking, double-dealing (according to Musk) and just plain greasy-seeming guy is the kind of person that we want to turn the economy over to.

If a robot commits a robbery and it’s caught after the battery dies, will police have plans to charge the suspect?

We’re riding the edge.  And this sort of inflation on the bubble of reality has led to other inflations.  Silver is following the classic signs of a bubble.  But unlike A.I., silver is real.  What’s real?  Well, whenever I have a question like that I just leave it to old Jack Burton (Big Trouble in Little China):

Egg Shen:  “(You) can see thins no one else can see.  Do things no one else can do.”
Jack Burton:  “Real things?”

Egg Shen:  “As real as Lo Pan!”
Jack Burton:  “Hey, what more can a guy ask for?”
Egg Shen:  “Oh, a six-demon bag!”
Jack Burton:  “Terrific.  A six-demon bag.  Sensational.  What’s in it, Egg?”
Egg Shen:  “Wind, fire, all that kind of thing.”

At this point I feel like Jack Burton.  I’m just looking for something real.  And silver is real.  I can pick it up, feel its density, hear it go ‘ping’ like silver does, and give it to my sons when I die.

But silver went up.  Then it went down.  I hear rumors that a certain bank dumped all of its short positions when silver hit its recent low.  Will it pop up in the next week?

I have no idea.

I’m not sure I care.

I’m just tempted to but a contract and go for delivery and show up to a COMEX® warehouse in a rented car from Budget™ and pick up 340 pounds of silver for the grins that would give me and then play Snake Plisskin from Escape From New York trying to get out of, well, New York where most of the COMEX vaults are.

The most famous human who bounces is that Irishman, Rick O’Shea.

The price of computers is also exploding.  Why?  Well, A.I., silly.  Bill Gates (who the Epstein Files would indicate might have had to get rid of a nasty case of some Indonesian junk that’s going ‘round) has said, nah, man, why do you have a computer at all?

The idea, I think is to make computers like the one I’m typing on to be unaffordable.  On one hand, I can see that if A.I. can do the calculations to weaponize the DNA from warts to infect humans into violent zombies or hack into the Pentagon instead of running a screensaver that might be a problem.

And yet . . .

A personal computing device has been available to me my entire adult life, and having my information in my house, on a hard drive I own is normal to me.  Having to depend on the Indians running Microsoft® to not dump a tikka masala or a curry into the server and bring down my posts, family memories, and also kill Mabel’s life support in the ER in Cleveland doesn’t seem like the best idea.

Honestly, keeping Indians away from everything seems that way, but YMMV.

Then there’s Hollywood®.  It appears that the only thing they want to create is unmitigated racist crap.  Yes, racist.  How else do you explain the cast for the latest Troy® movie, which features a black woman as Helen of Troy.

Here’s the take of one wag on X®:

What’s the difference between Syria and Detroit?  How you get stoned.

A black woman as Helen of Troy?  That’s bad.  It’s not only bad, it’s offensive.  It is, again, the opposite of the True, Beautiful, and Good in every single sense.  And if the opposite of the True, Beautiful, and Good is Evil, well, there you go.  And Zendaya (yes, that poor dog-faced girl Zendaya) playing . . . Athena.  You know.  A god.  And Zendaya is a Midwest 5/10 on a good day.

Sigh.  Land of Confusion.  Again.

The most non-crazy item I’ve seen this week is Elon Musk saying that he’s thinking about putting a million data centers in orbit for creating A.I. processing.  At least they won’t be subject to Sanjay dumping his sambar into the SanDisk® and stopping sanitation in San Francisco.

Oh, too late.  Have you seen San Francisco?

Imagine how insulted Elon’s girlfriends feel when he says they look like a million bucks.

When Elon is fantasizing about putting a million of something into space is the most sane item of the week so far, it should tell you something.

When I read the headlines, I think back to my New Year’s resolution:  drink more water.

So far, with the news in January, I’ve only gotten to:  drink more.

 

Silver: What’s the deal?

“I am altering the deal. Pray I don’t alter it any further.” – The Empire Strikes Back

Am I the only one still trying to forget Game of Thrones?

Today, we’re diving into silver like Scrooge McDuck® into his money vault, mainly because I think it tells a much deeper story about wealth and reality.  Silver prices have doubled since April.  More than that, really.  But who’s counting?

What’s causing this?

First, the dollar is worth less. Not worthless, though I think anyone checking in from the time the Fed® started back in 1913 would disagree.  No, that delightful dumpster fire comes later, probably around the time Tim Walz starts quoting Marx in his next speech.

But worth less?  Absolutely.  Inflation is like a bottle of Everclear® showing up at a high school kegger.  You know it shouldn’t be there, but everyone is enjoying the party so much that no one wants to pour out the booze.  And, no one has poured out the booze.  People just keep showing up with more and more booze.  And by booze, I mean printing money.

Everclear© eventually turns brains into goo, and the Fed® is turning our money into an unsightly goo.  That’s okay, because who needs actual value when you can just ctrl+p your way to prosperity?

Silver’s price jump isn’t because silver suddenly got sexier; it’s because greenbacks are now less than a dime a dozen.  Okay, not a dime a dozen, but a silver dime is from 1960 is worth $7.87 at $110 an ounce silver.

I have a dime in one hand and a nickel in the other.  What am I?  Broke.

I know, I know, there is nothing new here.  Rome.  Weimar Germany.  Zimbabwe.  Venezuela.  History’s a harsh teacher, and not one of the hot ones that just graduated from college that was a hot blonde with long hair that drove a Trans-Am® while I hummed Hot For Teacher in the back row of the classroom in 11th grade English.

Sorry, that was oddly specific.

Second, a driver of this rise in silver prices is A.I.  A.I. is in everything now, including French’s® Classic Yellow Mustard™, at least according to the label.  But silver is in computer chips, solar panel, and chemical catalysts.  Industry actually consumes the stuff at a rate of 680 million ounces per year.  Yes, that’s a lot, being a bit more than an Ohio-class ballistic missile submarine or the weight of cash exported by Somalians from Minnesota each week.

Everything’s fine, though, right?  We’ve been doing this forever.

Not so fast, Pat Sajak.  The dragon has entered the chat.  No, not George R.R. Martin.  He’s the walrus.  By dragon, I mean:

China.

Dragons don’t explode, but a dino might.

They’re the primary refiner of silver according to some sources, though I’ve been unable to back that up with a source I really trust, so take that as a “trust me, bro” type of number.  Recently, though, China looked around and they do control about 15% of silver production and third of the industrial supply goes through China.

On January 1, China changed its rules.  It will only license exports to specific companies for specific uses.  No more “hey, buddy, can I get a pallet of silver for my Etsy® jewelry shop?”

Nope.

Remember that old Lenin quote where he said that the capitalists would sell the commies the rope to hang the capitalists?

We’re living it.

We outsourced everything except Learing Centers to China because China did it cheaper:  rare earth mining and refining, silver mining, manufacturing, bad fashion choices.  You name it.

“Why get all sweaty and dirty when we can push paper instead?” was the attitude.  So, we traded factories for finance, blue collars for spreadsheets.  Now, the know-how’s gone east, poof, like a magician’s rabbit.

Entire industries vanished from the U.S.

Health is wealth.  Don’t believe me?  Check out the prices of fresh kidneys!  (meme as found)

This is the bill coming due for all that cheap Walmart® crap from China.  We’re paying premium now, and it won’t just be in dollars it will be in our international standing and living standard.

Third:  it’s the paper. Silver’s price used to be all about paper:  silver futures, silver options, the whole Wall Street silver casino.  Sweaty guys in New York could bet on silver in Hong Kong without ever touching it.  It’d never come within 5,000 miles of their Manhattan condo.

It was like playing poker at a casino where people kept trading IOUs.  Nobody cashed out their IOUs for the real chips.  The market was dominated by speculators, hedge funds, a particular big bank, and day traders who treated it like a video game.

This was profits without product.  But oh, how the tables have turned.

Now, the game’s gone real-world, and folks are demanding delivery.  Warehouses are being sacked like a Domino’s Pizza® after Weedfest© in Colorado.  Empty shelves, frantic calls, bummed out hippies, the works.

(as found)

Take Samsung©, for instance.  Reports say they hopped on a plane, jetted to Mexico, and straight-up bought out the silver supply from at least two mines for the next few years.  No matter what it costs, they’ll buy it all, plus front the company the cash to get capacity up to snuff.  That’s not hyperbole; that’s desperation with a corporate jet.

Why?  Because silver’s a tiny part of their widgets:  phones, TVs, fridges.  But it’s an essential part of their widgets.  The recipe calls for it, like flour in a cake.  Skip it, and the chip in the phone won’t work.  Redesigning?  Yeah, maybe.  That takes time, money, and R&D.  The engineers would be pulling all-nighters, and all of a sudden the coffee market is impacted.

It’s far easier to pay $100 or even $200 an ounce.  Even at $200, it’s just a buck or two per gadget.  Compare that to shutting down production lines, which would be a corporate catastrophe.  They’re going to buy the silver.  Sure, there’s a breakeven, and it will vary by use:  I saw one as low as $134.  Less silver jewelry will be made.  Werewolves will go unhunted.

Finally, the biggest risk for most people reading this is that it shines a spotlight on the made-up money system for what it is:  made-up promises, ink on a ledger or magnetic bits on a hard drive.  Silver, gold, copper, lead, corn, PEZ®, that’s real.  It’s tangible, you-can-hold-it-in-your-grubby-paws stuff and eat it our swim in it if you’re Scrooge McDuck©.  Fiat currency?  It’s money conjured out of a belief system, a collective hallucination we’ve all bought into since LBJ printed bucks for Vietnam and Nixon got called on our “gold-backed” bluff by the French.

Hmmm, which one? (as found)

The dollar has been floating on faith ever since, like Wile E. Coyote™ before he looks down. But now, with silver spiking, the fall is in sight.  People want assets, not abstractions.  It’s the ultimate vote of no confidence in the dollar downsizing derby.

Is silver in a bubble?

Beats me.  Maybe.

Maybe not.

Is the dollar in an anti-bubble and collapsing first in slow motion and then all at once?

Beats me.  Maybe.

Maybe not.

Silver could crash tomorrow or double by next month.  But my gut says $20 or even $50 silver is in the rear-view mirror, except for after a deflationary collapse temporarily crushes it.  I think it has vanished like cops without tattoo sleeves or the McDonald’s® Dollar Menu™ where something on the menu actually cost a dollar.

It’s just gone.

I’m sure it’ll be fine.

But, hey, what are you worried about?  Chuck just showed up with more Everclear®!  Party on!

Disclaimer:  I write funny things, and you should know that by now so this isn’t investment advice or fashion advice or love-life advice.  Think for yourself and do your own research and stop copying me!  Teacher, he’s copying me!
Disclosure:  I do have a position in silver that I’ve had forever, and bought (literally) about a hundred and thirty bucks more today in my IRA, which might have been stupid, but, whatever.  If you think this article will move the international silver price, you’re stoned.

The Invasion of the Industry Snatchers: Patel Motels and the Trucking Singhularity

“Get someone else to run your scams.” – The Shawshank Redemption

My brother wanted to play cowboys and Indians.  I got out my six gun cap pistol and he bought a motel. (all memes except the Motel 6® meme are as-found)

Let’s talk about India.

Again.

Over decades, Indian immigrants (legal and illegal) have created a real-life version of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, but instead of pods, it’s Patels.  And Singhs.  If capitalism is a game, Indians are using cheat codes, and nobody’s hitting the reset button because, Heaven forbid, someone calls foul and gets labeled a bigot.

Let’s start with the motel mafia, aka the Patel Hotel-Motel Cartel.  Back in the 1940s and ’50s, Indians from Gujarati (I think that’s how someone with dyslexia spells guitar) kicked things off in California, leasing rundown single-room occupancy joints in California.  Back then, only 100 Indians (total) a year were allowed into the United States.  Now, I think that’s the minimum amount of Indians that enter a Costco® within 10 minutes after it opens each morning.

Thanks to the 1965 Hart-Cellar Act, starting in the 1960s, the Patels could begin to chain-migrate everyone back in the village, and boy did they ever.

During the 1970s inflation crisis, American motel owners had to dump properties like bad dates because people couldn’t afford to travel.  Kind of like fast food today, eh?

If I fell for a tech support scam, am I and Indian giver?

Enter the Patels.  They snapped up distressed motels for peanuts, often with family loans, because banks and insurers wouldn’t loan them cash because, you know, scammers.  According to Mythosnoir’s Substack® (LINK), at a fire marshal convention one year, they claimed that Patels set fire to their motels and submitted phony claims.  It’s a long read, but interesting.

I’ve seen one Patel submit a phone claim (and this in 2022) so I’m pretty sure it’s not an exaggeration.  Their response was to form their own insurance company.

But how does the scam work?  One Patel buys a motel, brings brothers, cousins, uncles, and the village goat-herder in.  They work for below market wages and live in the crappiest rooms in the hotel because it’s all in the family, and everyone’s dreaming of their own Patel Motel and no one is paying income tax because why would you report it like a rules-following rube?

Then, the first Patel sells to another Patel at a markup, rinse and repeat.

It’s a closed loop:  be a Patel, buy from a Patel, hire Patels, get loans only for Patels from a bank owned by . . . a Patel.  Oh, and often with Small Business Administration, you know, .gov, funding.

Today? Gujaratis own over 60% of U.S. hotels, and Patels snag 80-90% of motels in small towns.

Be very afraid.

Mythosnoir also indicates that, if Indians got 50% of the hotel SBA loans, that’s $7.5 billion fronted backed by you and me.

That’s not capitalism; that’s a clan economy plopped into America’s free market like a Bollywood dance number.  And I said that the Patels own the banks.  They do.  Enter the “State Bank of Texas®”, was founded in 1987 by Chan Patel (of the Mumbai Patels).

Chan’s kids Sushil and Rajan (fine American names, those) in top spots.  Want to make a bet on the ethnic composition of the bank?  I tried to check, but their web presence was a website that looks like someone based on an old Geocities® fan page for Gillian Anderson filled with 404 links.  It was designed in 2015-2018 and I checked half a dozen of their listed locations, and none of them were still owned by them.

Odd.

I had to.

And the other odd thing is that these Patel Motels around here never seem to have many guests.  I’m not accusing, but hotels have seen fraud cases, from tax evasion to flipping schemes netting millions to money laundering.  It would be nothing for human traffickers or actual drug cartels to meet up with motel Patels.

Zoom in to Augst, 2025 when ICE and the FBI arrested five Indians.

  • Kentakumar Chaudhari (a/k/a Ken Chaudhari), 36, Elkhorn, NE
  • Rashmi Ajit Samani (a/k/a Falguni Samani), 42, Elkhorn, NE
  • Amit Prahladbhai Chaudhari (a/k/a Amit), 32, Omaha
  • Amit Babubhai Chaudhari (a/k/a Matt), 33, Omaha
  • Maheshkumar Chaudhari (a/k/a Mahesh), 38, Norfolk, NE

The crimes?  Allegedly:

  • trafficking people into forced labor where they worked at hotels for low/no pay,
  • sex trafficking,
  • keeping them in roach infested rooms,
  • fraudulent visas schemes,
  • smuggling Indians into the United States,
  • transporting illegals to Washington for to get fraudulent driver’s licenses,
  • extortion,
  • and using the hotel network for protecting not the Patel cartel but the actual cartel’s drug trafficking.

Allegedly.  Over half a million in cash and “illicit drugs” whatever those are, were also reported as seized.  The Patel hotel flipping scams?  I didn’t make it up.  Feds nailed Indians for $35 million in fake SBA loans for hotels (link below).

Three Indian-Americans indicted in over $35 mn loan fraud scheme

What a model minority!

The same sort of thing happens in trucking.  Sikhs, mostly Punjabis, and seemingly all named Singh (as in every Singh-al time) control about 20% of the U.S. industry nationwide, and up to 40% on the West Coast.  The crimes tied to them is milder, just vehicular homicides, drug trafficking (I mean, it was on 309 pounds of cocaine, just a dab), meth trafficking, organized cargo theft rings, etc.

Yup, a model minority through and through.

Like Patels, it’s chain migration:  one gets a CDL, brings his family, they drive for low pay to “pay dues,” then start fleets.  It’s just one Singh after another.

So, like the Patel bank, they loan only to themselves, and probably pay no taxes on the interest.  I mean, they’re great credit risks as drivers, with CDLs obtained through cheating and little to no English.  Why would you need to know how to safely drive a truck or read road signs to carry 80,000 pounds down the road at 80 miles per hour (Guptas per Gigawatt)?

Shortage or not, unqualified drivers kill.

These aren’t isolated incidents.  It’s a broad pattern.  Immigrants form closed societies, exploit high-trust laws like SBA loans and chain migration, undercut natives with cheap in-group labor, and capture markets because they’re not paying taxes.  No diversity hires for them:  it’s all clan.

Capitalism? Nah, this skirts antitrust, labor laws, tax laws and immigration rules.

Enforcement?  Zilch.  Call it out, and you’re “racist.”  Meanwhile, American workers get squeezed.  These economic empires siphon wealth into ethnic enclaves, not the broader economy.  High-trust societies like ours assume people are going to engage in fair play, but low-trust immigrants will do anything to game the system.

I am glad I only made one joke about body snatchers.  I didn’t want to get carried away.

The AWFUL Truth About Minnesota

“There’s an awful lot of moisture in here.” – Empire Strikes Back

One kind of bird sticks together:  vel-crows.

Ah, the AWFULs.  If you haven’t heard the term yet, it stands for Affluent White Female Urban Liberal. It’s the kind of acronym that makes mainstream media clutch their pearls.  (Note that even the most-used cliché term for this behavior assumes Affluent White Female behavior.)  GloboLeftists are wringing their hands in performative outrage and sending out a virtue signal so bright it can be seen from six light years (500 grams) away.

“How dare you label these empowered women!” they cry, as if the term isn’t a spot-on descriptor for the screeching harpies we’ve seen dominating headlines from Minneapolis to Manhattan.  You can always tell when you’re over weak spots of the GloboLeft:  they turn to the media to try to create a narrative so that they can fabricate a crime.

The term bothers them because it’s true.

AWFUL also exposes a deeper rot in their ideology.  AWFUL isn’t just a label.  It’s a symptom of a society where their ascendant political power has left GloboLeft women unfulfilled and GloboLeft men emasculated.

An AWFUL was invited to a battle of wits.  She was mentally challenged.

Let’s start with the examples that made AWFUL go viral.  Minneapolis is a petri dish for leftist lunacy, and AWFULs are the germs that created the fuzzy mold in the agar.  Renee Good, an affluent, white, urban liberal woman, attempted murder by vehicle.  She rammed her car into an ICE agent because well, her sex fetish partner yelled, “Drive, baby, drive,” which sounds like an accomplice to me.

Even the GloboLeftElite newspapers can’t make Renee become sympathetic enough so she could be their Georgette Floyd.

Another Minneapolis example is the classic harpy that was screeching at Nick Shirley outside the “Quality Learing Center.”  There she was, a picture of entitled fury, howling like a banshee because reality, in the form of competent white men, dared intrude on her bubble and threaten her pet minorities.

These aren’t isolated incidents; they are the face of a movement where AWFULs lead the charge, amplified by the weak GloboLeft men who let them run wild.

I taught Naomi how to self-reflect.  She’s now an aware Wolf.

Enter Naomi Wolf, feminist icon turned truth-teller.  In a January 9 Xeet®, Wolf nailed the root cause:  GloboLeft men are weak, submissive, and estrogenized.  They’re soy-latte sippers who wouldn’t fight for a parking spot, let alone their women.  And women hate it.  Deep down, women crave men who will fight for them, can fight for them, and would kill for them if needed.  They want dangerous men.

But crucially, they want that lethal potential aimed outward, not at them. It’s the thrill of controlled danger:  the knowledge that their man has murder in his heart but chooses love instead.  This is literally the basis for all of women’s porn literature.  Fifty Shades of Grey is about a powerful billionaire who would do anything for a mousey reporter.

Fat girls know how to get what they desire:  a ten-chin.

GloboLeft men, with their man-buns, therapy-speak, and pipe-cleaner arms offer none of that.  They’re safe, soft, spineless, and sexless. No wonder AWFULs are unhinged; their men have left them adrift, starving for dominance.

This dynamic isn’t new, it’s always been here.

Women test men constantly, pushing boundaries to see if he’ll push back.  AWFULs take it to extremes because their men won’t.  These women fight because they want to lose.  They crave submission but rebel against it, creating a cycle of frustration.

Why do they put themselves in danger, marching into riots, screaming at strangers, or laying down in front of vehicles in the roadways?  It’s a cry to be controlled.  They want a man to dominate, to say “no” and to mean it.  Without that, they spiral into rage, lashing out at the world.

This has been common knowledge for all of civilization.

As is slid my finger up and down her g-string, she whispered to me, “I want my guitar back.”

Also, these women are programmed to be takers.  Feminism sold them “strength and independence,” but in reality, they’re dependent on systems that extract wealth from others to give to them.  DEI hands them jobs they might not earn on merit:  affirmative action for the affluent, daycare for the female set.  Government funding props up their lifestyles:  welfare for single moms, child support laws that bleed men dry.

I’ll not get into how modern “churches” support this, but if a church wants men to “man up” on Father’s Day and exalts single mothers on Mother’s Day, well, their message might be a bit scrambled.

Few single women are net positive taxpayers.  They consume much more in services than they contribute.  This entitlement breeds resentment.  Without responsibilities, they demand more, and more for everyone.  Thus, they become the L of AWFUL.  Liberal.  They want free things.  Free healthcare, free student loan forgiveness, endless “rights” without reciprocity or regard on who has to pay for it.

Feminism freed women from traditional constraints, but at what cost? It removed duties like family, home, and fidelity, replacing them with “empowerment.”  Now, the hill they die on is abortion rights:  the ultimate rejection of responsibility.  Killing their babies whenever, wherever, is their sacred cow.

It’s not about choice; it’s about avoiding consequences.

But think of the clicks!

George Orwell saw it coming in 1984.  In the Party’s dystopia, the women are the most fanatical: “It was always the women, and above all the young ones, who were the most bigoted adherents of the Party, the swallowers of slogans, the amateur spies and nosers-out of unorthodoxy.”

AWFULs are modern versions of those women Orwell wrote about:  fanatical, slogan-chanting, spying on “wrongthink” via social media.  They police language, cancel dissent, all while their weak men nod along.  Orwell knew.  Without strong men, women become the regime’s enforcers.

So, why the handwringing over AWFUL?

It hits too close to home.  The term exposes the GloboLeft’s failure:  a society of emasculated men and entitled women, spiraling into dysfunction.

AWFULs are the symptom.  Weak men and unchecked feminism the disease.

What wins?  Strength.

Reclaim constraints, responsibilities, and yes, dominance.  Women want it.  Men need it.  Civilization demands it.

Civil War 2.0 Mid-Month Update: Setting The Stage

“The provisional government currently considers northern Minnesota to be a potential safe zone.” – World War Z

Why are women and children evacuated first during disasters?  So we can think about a solution in silence. (all memes as-found)

Minnesota is the current flashpoint in our march towards Civil War.  It is a revealing event for several reasons.

First, GloboLeftists are awful.  Kyle Rittenhouse shot three people while defending his life.  All were felons.  The fat lesbian that was shot in Minnesota?  She had lost custody of her children.  Women get custody in about 80% of cases.  I’ll let you do the math.

Second, how did she and her live-in fetish partner make money?  It always comes down to that, but these people are getting funding somewhere to fund their lifestyles.  In the middle of the workday, if the dead lesbian and her fetish partner can just drive around spending all their time and gasoline, someone is paying for it.  And it didn’t come out of the lesbian’s poetry earnings.

Those that are funding this are looking to create the moment when they seize absolute power.  The playbook hasn’t changed in centuries.  The first step is to create unrest, and to try to find that incident that galvanizes their side to violence.  Remember all those bricks conveniently left out during the George Floyd protests?

Violence is the key to creating instability.  That instability is then used to create a larger movement, which leads, ultimately, to open war so that power is finally and irrevocably put in the hands of the group leading the unrest.  This worked in France a few times, in Russia once, but failed in Germany, leading to the other side ultimately gaining power.

But violence is the playbook, and power is on the line.

How does this finally spin out of control into a full-blown Civil War 2.0?  One avenue is through collisions of authority.

Here’s an example:  Tim Walz, in a fit of stupidity, calls up the State Patrol in Minnesota to arrest ICE agents.  Trump responds with elements of the 82nd Airborne and parts of the 1st Marine Division.  Of course, there’s a protest, and Walz calls out the Minnesota National Guard.

Trump immediately federalizes the Guard, but leadership under control of Walz disobeys orders.

Gavin Newsom, seeing the opportunity to get some more press coverage, does the same in California.  Now it’s national.  Maybe the cartels even join in, since they might have decided that business was fine, but owning their own country carved out of northern Mexico and southern parts of the United States might be even more fun.

At this point, many groups are indiscriminately tossing lead, and true civil war is unlocked.  I wouldn’t want to be a Trump voter in a blue hive or an illegal in a red town.

This could happen in the span of hours.  There are plenty of flashpoints that are ready to explode.  For instance, Philadelphia sheriff Rochelle Bilal (Yes, she is.  Feel free to look up a picture.) said that, “ . . . the criminal in the White House would be able to keep” ICE agents out of jail.

And I heard that Philly was so nice!

To be clear, Civil War 2.0 doesn’t have to start during Trump’s administration.  It’s more likely to, though, if the GloboLeft get to the point where they feel that they’re on the verge of losing it all.  I think the GloboLeft feel like they’re going gain control of the Senate and perhaps the House after the midterms.  This would lead to Trump essentially being an agent of chaos and annoyance to the GloboLeft, but one that can’t pass any laws.

If the 2026 election happens without Civil War 2.0 breaking out, I predict two years of impasse until the 2028 election.  Given that amount of time, it’s likely that the GloboLeft will have made many millions of illegals and imports voters, even if they aren’t citizens.  They want to have the final election, and if that’s how they take power, they’re fine with that.

But if it comes to violence, well, they’re fine with that as well.

They actively seek to have deaths like the dead lesbian in Minnesota.  They love to have martyrs to their cause so that they can show what stunning and brave victims they are.  Partially, this is to infect the “it’s crying so it’s a baby” instinct latent in women, and especially so in women who haven’t had children or have decided to murder their own unborn children.

That’s a guilt-debt, and having someone like the dead lesbian to trot out is just what they want.  Notice how they put themselves on roads, daring people to run them over?  They hate themselves and they hate their own lives, so ending it all to become a tragic martyr to their cause is a perfect end for them.

But if it comes to dishing out violence, they and their pets are more than willing to accept those conditions.  They talk about violence all of the time.  When someone on the TradRight mentions it, immediately they’re shut down by other people on the right.

GloboLeftists feel free to talk about “punching Nazis” and mean it.  They are not afraid of embracing violence and destroying entire towns.  Keep in mind, that even if you are a middle-of-the-road “both sides suck” voter, you are a Nazi to them.  They reveled in the assassination attempt on Donald Trump and were driven to ecstasy by the death of Charlie Kirk.

They want you dead and replaced by a more compliant populace.

Are the ICE raids a wonderful opportunity for them?

I believe so.  I think that the time leading up to the 2026 midterms is a time where we are at a heightened likelihood of the initiation of Civil War 2.0.  The GloboLeft is fueled by fear and hate, and one long hot summer could lead to Civil War 2.0 breaking out in 2026.

Me?  I’d have declared an insurrection, called out the troops, surrounded the areas of the riots, arrested everyone using whatever force was necessary, taken them all to camps, deported anyone who wasn’t a citizen, and tried the rest for insurrection, since what they’re doing now is far worse than January 6.

But I like simple solutions.  The clock, though, is ticking