Rule 5 Sunday: Fightin’ Words
Posted on | July 27, 2015 | 21 Comments
— compiled by Wombat-socho
Almost tempted to put this off until tomorrow night after spending a good part of the day squashing white supremacist trolls in the comments, but there’s no reason to penalize the innocent along with the guilty. This week’s appetizer is UFC womens’ bantamweight champ Ronda Rousey, who stirred up some controversy by declaring trans woman Fallon Fox has an “unfair advantage” due to growing up male, but has no doubt she could fight the heavier “woman” and win: “I can knock out anyone in the world. I ain’t scared, homie.”

I’d hit that…and when she hit me back, I’d probably be in a coma for a couple weeks. :v
As usual, dear readers, exercise discretion in your clicking, since some of the following links are to pix normally considered NSFW.
Fishersville Mike kicks off this week with a Sad End, followed by Goodstuff with Barbara Bach and some far out space stuff, and Ninety Miles from Tyranny with Morning Mistress, Hot Pick of the Late Night, and Girls With Guns. Animal Magnetism chips in with Rule 5 Balkanization Friday and the Saturday Gingermageddon, and First Street Journal this week is all about the Marines.
EBL this week has some Caravaggio, Shelley Fabares, PC Madness, Liz Taylor in Giant, plus Cannibals and SJWs.
A View from the Beach offers Camille Rowe, Regular Girls Find Modelling Hard Work, The Shark Lady, “If You Got Love”, Puttin’ On the Dog, Monday Morning Eye Opener, and “Love Me Like a River Does”.
At Soylent Siberia, it’s your morning coffee creamer, Monday Motivationer Going Blind Blonde, Tuesday Titillation Fascination, Humpday Hawtness Red Hawt, Falconsword Fursday Special Delivery, Corset Friday Fritters, T-GIF Friday Flash, Weekender Couch Potato, and Bath Night Hand Held.
Proof Positive’s Friday Night Babe is Gigi Hadid, his Vintage Babe is Joan Fulton (a/k/a Joan Shawlee) and Sex in Advertising this week is covered by Kylie Minogue in her banned Agent Provocateur ad. Also, Pamela Anderson: Parts Is Parts. At Dustbury, it’s Becky Hammon and Mara Carfagna.
Thanks to everyone for their linkagery! Deadline to submit links to the Rule 5 Wombat mailbox for next week’s Rule 5 post is midnight on Saturday, August 1.
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Gang Rapes in Detroit
Posted on | July 26, 2015 | 36 Comments
Feminists are going crazy about a non-existent “campus rape epidemic.” Meanwhile, in the Democrat-run city of Detroit:
The search is on for multiple men who are accused of robbing two young couples at gunpoint in Detroit. Police say the men then gang-raped the women while forcing the male victims to watch.
The two attacks happened two hours apart on Thursday night, in the area of the 13000 block of West McNichols on Detroit’s northwest side. In each case, the couples were out walking when the attackers approached them, armed with handguns.
“It’s horrifying,” police Deputy Chief Charles Fitzgerald said.
Police say six men took part in the first attack with all six of them raping the woman.
“One of the men produced a gun, pointed it at both victims and advised them to go to an alley. Both victims complied. They were forced to the ground. The male victim was forced to watch the female victim get sexually assaulted. Their clothing was taken.”
The second attack happened about two hours later and was almost identical to the first, except this time, four men took part.
Like in the first attack, the men walked up to a young couple and one of them showed a handgun and ordered the couple into an alley. Police say the attackers also took the couple’s clothes and raped the woman. . . .
Investigators are trying to determine if the attacks are linked to a July 11 attack in the same area in which two men robbed a couple at gunpoint and raped the woman.
Detroit police released sketches of the suspects. The White House Sexual Assault Task Force could not be reached for comment.
If you get gang-raped at gunpoint in Detroit, @AmandaMarcotte @jaclynf and @JessicaValenti won't even notice. http://t.co/Uq2XsixjAz
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) July 25, 2015
Once Upon A Time, Her Majesty Paid A Visit To A Village That It Had Taken
Posted on | July 26, 2015 | 5 Comments
by Smitty
@MsEBL @charliespiering @vermontaigne @TwitchyTeam @michellemalkin @Lemang01 @instapundit @AceofSpadesHQ @AmPowerBlog pic.twitter.com/TQhWYIFpPb
— IGotOverMachoGrande (@smitty_one_each) July 26, 2015
Notes on Survival Amid the Madness
Posted on | July 26, 2015 | 282 Comments
We live in an Orwellian dystopia, where the Thought Police constantly monitor our every word for evidence of any tendency we might have to think for ourselves. We are supposed to think only what government school officials teach us to think, and expected to believe whatever the Democrat-controlled entertainment/media industry wants us to believe. If we begin to doubt — if we “Question Authority” as the old hippie bumper sticker urged us to do — we find ourselves confronted with insanity. Without a quasi-religious faith in liberalism, an hour’s worth of watching CNN becomes an ordeal, psychologically traumatizing, and MSNBC is like shock therapy, or perhaps a lobotomy.
Mental toughness is necessary to withstand the constant psychic assault we must daily endure in a world gone mad. Having spent years diving head-first into the swirling cultural vortex of a society descending into chaotic lunacy, I’ve learned the secrets of survival:
- Focus — Keep your mind on your chosen or assigned task. You cannot cover every story or worry about every problem in the world. If you let yourself be constantly distracted by whatever Big Story is headlined on the Drudge Report or getting wall-to-wall coverage on CNN, you will find yourself whiplashed back and forth, and risk becoming disoriented and overwhelmed by it all.
- Objectivity — No one is ever actually objective about anything. We all have our opinions. However, if we are to survive inside the 21st-century asylum, we must maintain some kind of emotional distance from the events and people we write about. I once said that, in the news business, objectivity is just a way of saying “I don’t actually give a damn about these people.” You have to imagine the daily work I did as a news editor years. Six people killed by tornados in Oklahoma? Grab the AP story off the wire, cut it down to two paragraphs, stick it in the National Briefs column and move on to the next story. “File it and forget it,” as they say. There is no time to mourn the dead or become emotionally involved with the suffering of those Oklahoma tornado survivors. Your job is not to care about them, your job is to put their stories in the newspaper. Murder, mayhem, war, famine, disease — these are just so many column-inches of news copy with which to fill the pages. Fit the headlines, write the captions, crop the pictures, and get it all done by deadline. The news business is not the Red Cross. It’s not the Peace Corps. Learning not to care is part of the job.
- Reality — The problem of the 24-hour news cycle and the constant connection of the online environment is that we are easily tempted to think of that (the stories in the news) as “real life,” so that our own actual flesh-and-blood existence seems unimportant. More than once during the 2012 presidential campaign, I noticed how reporters at rallies were glued to their iPhones. Instead of observing the event they were assigned to cover, they were checking their emails or scrolling their Twitter feeds. To be at a major rally and see political reporters all staring into their phones was disturbing to me. What’s the point of being “on the scene” if you’re not paying attention to the scene? By the same token, now that I’m back home doing the blog thing, I find it necessary to remind myself that real life (my home, my wife, my children) is actually more important than, for example, the problems of queer feminist artists on Tumblr. That is to say, blogging is what I do to pay the bills, thus enabling me to enjoy real life. It’s important to be able to tell the difference, or else you can’t enjoy real life at all.
All of this is preamble to discussing the #cuckservative furor that has erupted in online warfare in recent days. This is a distraction to me — at a time where I’m racing a book deadline next month — even though, on the other hand, it involves subjects which I am perhaps uniquely qualified to address as a conservative journalist. I am personally familiar with many people on what is called the “New Right” or the “alt-right.” In the past couple of days, I’ve made phone calls to some of these sources/friends, and one of them informed me of the proximate origins of the #cuckservative swarm. In the past six months, there was a bitter schism among the so-called “neo-reactionary” (NRx) online community, with purges and counter-purges. It was a multi-faction quarrel. Certain ultra-traditionalist Catholic/Orthodox activists were involved, as were various European nationalist types and futurist “singularity” devotees.
After months of this factional infighting, somehow the Donald Trump presidential candidacy — especially Trump’s controversial remarks about immigration — became a rallying point for many of these “alt-right” people and, amid this, the slur “cuckservative” was coined to describe the cowardice of mainstream Republicans.
Frankly, I’ve been paying as little attention as possible to the 2016 campaign, because (a) I spent 18 months covering the 2012 campaign so it’s “been there, done that,” (b) I’ve been busy working on the Sex Trouble project, and (c) my gut hunch is that, when the dust settles, Scott Walker will be the Republican nominee. I like Walker, who thrice defeated the full power of the Left in Wisconsin, and think he will be good enough to beat to Hillary next fall. If my hunch is correct, therefore, it will not be necessary for me to become directly involved in the fight for the GOP nomination. Walker obviously knows a thing or two about winning tough campaigns, so that if he wins the 2016 Iowa caucus, it should be green lights all the way to the nomination for him, and I don’t have to worry about it at all.
So I’ve made up my mind to ignore the campaign to the greatest possible extent and, if my hunch is correct, the Trump candidacy will ultimately prove to be a flash in the pan except for this: By proving how popular a blunt-talking “get tough” approach to immigration enforcement is among GOP primary voters, Trump is pushing the borders/sovereignty/culture discourse onto center stage. The sheep will be separated from the goats, and the Open Borders candidates (e.g., Jeb Bush) will be flushed out of their hiding behind vague talk about “comprehensive reform.”
Well done, Mr. Trump. Well done, I say.
This has happened without me having to lift a finger, and I’ve barely even commented about it. Yet this #cuckservative thing sprang up, Ace of Spades commented on it, and when I took notice, people started attacking me, as if I were some kind of Chamber of Commerce shill or RINO Establishmentarian. So I blogged about it, and the comments exploded with trolls, and among the comments I offered this explanation:
You see that racialists (of whatever persuasion) must always impute dishonorable motives to their critics. This is a mirror-reverse of the way that the Left is forever accusing the Right of racism. The fact that I have been hate-listed by the SPLC does nothing to defend me from the accusation by racialists that I am, somehow, insufficiently aware, lacking “racial consciousness.”
Caught between the Devil of the SPLC and the “deep blue sea” of racialism, I have no answer except to say that (a) I am profoundly interested in facts, and (b) I consider the conservative cause to be a defense of American liberty. On the latter point, I consider that our liberty is threatened both by cultural decline and by the remorseless expanison of federal authority. These are related, because as immorality flourishes, the people are less able to govern their own passions and to provide for their own material needs, so that government expands to fill the vacuum created by the collapse of organic institutions, i.e., faith, family and community.
As to point (a), we ought to be able to candidly discuss the facts regarding human behavior without being required to endorse any particular theory to explain these facts. For example, liberals look at facts about racial groups and attribute observable differences to discrimination, prejudice and historical oppression. Conservatives, while not denying that any of the factors cited by liberals are relevant, insist that what is important are the (equally real) opportunities available to individuals in a free and prosperous society. Even before the civil-rights revolution of the 1960s, many black Americans were remarkably successful, even in the segregated South. As a matter of fact, Thomas Sowell has pointed out that many socioeconomic measures show the black community was (generally) advancing more before the mid-1960s than afterwards. Sowell attributes the problems that affected the black community after the 1960s to the vast expansion of the Welfare State that began under LBJ’s “Great Society.”
Of course, Sowell’s analysis is more complex than that brief summary suggests, and we are under no obligation to endorse Sowell’s analysis. My point is that the Left/Right argument over the causes of racial problems in America is about ideas — it is a debate over public policy — and is not (as the Left claims) a matter of the Right’s “racism.” And really, why should it matter whether or not anyone is “racist” in any sense of that word? This word has become a mere epithet, a slur used to silence critics of liberalism, so that liberal policies can be enacted without any real debate over the efficacy of those policies.
Perhaps I am more “racist” than some people and less “racist” than others, but what does this have to do with anything in terms of debating public policy? Why are we expected to subject ourselves to a sort of public psychoanalysis where it is to be determined (by whom?) whether we pass the Not-a-Racist Test?
The attempt to debate public policy (or to discuss social and cultural problems) is not helped when you have a swarm of avowed white racialists insisting that any conservative who does not adopt racialist rhetoric (and subscribe to whatever theorythis rhetoric expresses) is a coward, a “race traitor.”
Three words: Bull. Fucking. Shit.
Just as I will not let feminists dictate to me what I can or cannot say about sex, neither will I let anyone (Left or Right) tell me what to think about race. I will say, in concession to the “New Right” (or “alt-right” as they sometimes style themselves) that they are essentially correct that discourse about race is hemmed in by artificial constraints imposed by Cultural Marxism. Anyone attempting to talk about race relations is required to tiptoe around a minefield where any false step produces explosive accusations from the Left that one has exposed his own racism. The mainstream Right frequently cooperates with the Left in this project by periodically purging someone (e.g., Sam Francis, Trent Lott, John Derbyshire) who has transgressed the boundaries of permissible racial discourse. I myself was targeted for such destruction, and miraculously survived, because I had watched what happened to Sam Francis (whom I knew personally) and learned a lot about the tactics of the Left.
Notice this: I have never apologized for anything, and this drives the Left insane. How could someone hate-listed by the SPLC manage to continue a career in conservative journalism with such remarkable success? The Left’s theory, of course, is that my success proves that everybody on the Right secretly endorses the racism of which I am accused. Yet the truth is that my friends on the Right know I was unjustly accused — that I am not the hateful bogeyman depicted by the SPLC — and so the Left is confronted with its failure to destroy me. Grant that I have been harmed by the Left’s attack, it was my destruction they had in mind, and I am manifestly not destroyed. This example of the Left’s impotence might encourage others to defy the Thought Police, and I hope this possibility troubles their sleep.
People need to calm down and get a grip. Either we are doomed, or else the American people will come to their senses. Either way, the Cuckservative Crisis is a controversy ginned up by people with too much time on their hands, and my plan is this: File it and forget it.
I am an objective journalist. I don’t give a damn about these people.
About the #Cuckservative Thing: By Whom Is the ‘New Right’ Being Trolled?
Posted on | July 25, 2015 | 625 Comments
My temptation is to name names of “New Right” friends who can vouch for my bona fides, but why help the SPLC connect the dots, eh?
When Ace of Spades called attention to the #cuckservative hashtag attack on conservatives, I was puzzled. WTF is this?
Well, today they started jumping up in my Twitter mentions, and I began to investigate. There is a definite “walks like a duck” vibe with these trolls. When I encounter people (a) attacking Republicans from the Right who (b) seem to view Jewish influence as a problem within the GOP, I become concerned. This is toxic politics. People have a right to their own opinions. I’ve actually been accused of “hate” for defending people’s right to their own opinions. If America is a free country, our liberty must include The Freedom to Hate. I hate Auburn University and Canada, not necessarily in that order. I am and have always been a philo-semite and am perhaps more Zionist even than Netanyahu.
However, I do not expect everyone to share my opinion on these matters. If you’re Canadian, I realize that you can’t help the fact you were born in The Worst Country in the World. And if you’re an Auburn fan, it’s not my fault you’re wrong.
Thus, also, you don’t necessarily have to like Jews or be pro-Israel to be my friend. But if you start making noises about “international bankers” or “neocons” or otherwise signaling to me that you have a paranoid hostility toward Jews — what I call conspiratorial anti-semitism — well, no, I can’t hang with that. The Politics of Paranoia is always doomed to fail; your hostility and your fear are both equally misdirected, and a politics based on such sentiments will not save American liberty from destruction. In fact, if you go down that road, you’re likely to destroy yourself and do more harm than good to the cause of American liberty.
Genesis 12:3 — you want the blessing. You do not want the curse.
Having said all that, I’ve hung out with some hard-core types whom I consider friends and whose idiosyncratic opinions don’t make them Bad People in my book. Basically, I favor a broad coalition strategy as the only way we’re ever going to defeat the Left. I’m a uniter, not a divider. If the Republican Party can appeal to both religious conservatives and gay libertarians — as it arguably does — there is no reason why it can’t get votes both from Jews and from people who don’t like Jews. There may be feasible limits to the ultimate reach of a broad coalition on the Right, but look at the Democrats. How they got 69% of the Jewish vote for the most anti-Israel president in history, I don’t know, but they did. And how do they get half the Catholic vote for the Party of Planned Parenthood? Is the RNC staffed by chimpanzees?
So, yeah, I know a lot of radical “New Right” who think the Republican Party is hopeless, and some of them have rather idiosyncratic opinions on certain other issues we need not further belabor here. However, the anti-Jew vibe coming off the #cuckservative hashtag is just a bit too blatant. And the thought crossed my mind: agents provocateurs.
There was an old joke down in Georgia that if five guys show up for a KKK meeting, at least three of them are working for the FBI, and I’ve got a hunch something like that must be behind this #cuckservative thing. My bullshit detector is pretty reliable, and if I had to bet money, I’ve got $20 that says either Justice Department informants or Democrat Party dirty tricksters have infiltrated the “New Right,” because this #cuckservative thing is just way too perfect to be a coincidence.
Walking like a duck*
1. Focus on Jew/gentile split.
2. Projection of racial/sexual fear.
http://t.co/szgUyTGDVc
* a Jew-hating duck.
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) July 25, 2015
Attention, my "New Right" friends: Consider the possibility that this #cuckservative thing is the work of agents provocateurs in your midst.
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) July 26, 2015
If the DOJ had a mole inside the "New Right,"
what would you expect the mole to advocate?
1. Jew-hating.
2. Attack GOP.
@CraigR3521
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) July 26, 2015
As James Carville says, if you see a turtle sitting atop a fence post, you know it didn’t crawl up there by itself and — in case nobody told you yet — Team Hillary is playing for keeps. Don’t be a chump. Know who you trust and trust who you know. Beware of dirty tricks.
If we can’t defeat Team Hillary, America is doomed and deservedly so.
FMJRA 2.0: Common People (William Shatner ST:TOS Video Remix)
Posted on | July 25, 2015 | 6 Comments
— compiled by Wombat-socho
Is the ‘Male Feminist’ Cuckold a Hoax?
Watcher of Weasels
Viewpoints of a Sagittarian
Grumpy Opinions
Rotten Chestnuts
Living In Anglo-America
A Voice for Men
Noisy Room
Trevor Loudon
The Right Planet
EveryJoe
Ask Marion
Nice Deb
Independent Sentinel
A View from the Beach
Congratulations, ‘Dishonest Fascists’ — #GamerGate Destroys Max Read
Jeffro’s Space Gaming Blog
Dark Brightness
The Noisy Rogue
Neoreactive
Instapundit
FMJRA 2.0: Balls To The Wall
The Pirate’s Cove
BlurBrain
‘Rape Culture’ or ‘Libel Culture’? Lawyers for Rolling Stone Blame the Victim
H2O Positivo
A View from the Beach
Feminism as Totalitarian Ideology
Regular Right Guy
Rule 5 Sunday: Insert Clever Title Here
Regular Right Guy
Ninety Miles from Tyranny
A View from the Beach
Proof Positive
In The Mailbox, 07.20.15
A View from the Beach
Proof Positive
In The Mailbox, 07.21.15
A View from the Beach
Random Feminist Craziness
Regular Right Guy
The Pirate’s Cove
In The Mailbox: 07.22.15
Regular Right Guy
A View from the Beach
Proof Positive
In The Mailbox, 07.23.15
A View from the Beach
Feminist Tumblr: She Loves Your Tears, You ‘Whiny’ #GamerGate ‘Baby Men’
Rotten Chestnuts
Gay Patriot
Citizens News
Living In Anglo-America
Lesbian Divorce Gets Nasty
Constantinople Not Istanbul
Ted Triumphantly Treads Titanium Testicle Territory; Casually Cruises Cadmium Cojones Country First Street Journal
The Lonely Conservative
Top linker this week:
A View from the Beach (7 the hard way)
Thanks for all the linkagery, and special thanks to the Watcher’s Council, which voted Is the ‘Male Feminist’ Cuckold a Hoax? into a tie for fourth this week with a column by the eminent Thomas Sowell! Clearly, we’re still having problems with WordPress being randomly hateful to certain sites, so if you’ve been passed over recently, send your links to me before noon on Saturday, August 1.
And now, for your amusement, William Shatner singing Pulp’s “Common People”, with video from Star Trek: The Original Series.
Hulk Hogan Pulls ‘Bigger Digger Trigger’
Posted on | July 25, 2015 | 38 Comments
by Smitty
The Hulking One has apparently pulled the ‘Bigger Digger Trigger‘. That word, which, uttered by anyone of European extraction not named Quentin Tarantino, (why didn’t I name a child ‘Quentin’, so that he could be privileged so?) engenders (better use that verb before the SJWs have it cut off of the language) vast hormonal outpourings across the vast, grand cultural canyon carved by That One Guy who was supposed to fill it.
The only way out of this dilemma, obviously, will be for Donald Trump to nominate The Hulkage for Vice President.
Trump / Hogan 2016
Because they ain’t no such thing as “Peak Absurdity”
Update: If only Hulk Hogan had been Jonathan Leibowitz.
Off The Shelf
Posted on | July 24, 2015 | 11 Comments
— compiled by Wombat-socho
Could have sworn I did a book post last week, but apparently I was wrong. This fortnight’s haul from the library includes a couple of regrettable graphic novels, one of the Laundry novels by Charles Stross, a nice debut novel by Finnish author Hannu Rajaniemi, and the definitive Churchill bio by his son Randolph and the late Martin Gilbert.
The best of the lot is clearly Rajaniemi’s The Quantum Thief, the first book in a trilogy about the post-human thief Jean le Flambeur. When we first meet him, le Flambeur is an inmate in the Dilemma Prison, where the Archon pursues a form of re-education where his prisoners are required to kill each other every day or (less frequently) cooperate to avoid being killed. Our hero gets sprung from the prison and taken to the Oubliette, the Moving City of Mars, to complete his last theft. The Oubliette is a fascinating society where time is the only currency and those who run out of time become the voiceless Quiets, who maintain the city and defend it from the feral phoboi. In the meantime, they exchange memories (or bits of memory) while maintaining fierce independence and anonymity through use of the gevulot, high-grade cryptography that can literally make people faceless or unrecognizable. It compares very well to Stross’ disastrous Glasshouse
, which deals with a similar post-human prison, and Stross admits as much in a rather gracious cover blurb. This was a very good read, and I’m looking forward to reading the next two.
Speaking of Stross, I finally found The Rhesus Chart at the library, and while I enjoyed MOST of the novel, I am furious at Stross for reintroducing Bob’s sociopathic ex-girlfriend Mhari, who is now a [SPOILER], breaking up [SPOILER], and worst of all, HE KILLED OFF [SPOILER]! I can’t remember being this pissed off at an author since Poul Anderson killed Dominic Flandry’s fiance in A Knight of Ghosts and Shadows
. I am assured by a fellow fan of the series that it’s really all for the best, but I am Not Pleased.
The man who could have been Duke of London was not always the beloved bulldog hero of his people, as one rather quickly discovers when reading Winston S. Churchill: Youth, 1874-1900, the first in the eight-volume series begun by his son Randolph and completed by the late Martin Gilbert. The first two volumes could have been a stultifying trudge through letter after letter from and to Winston and his contemporaries (including his parents) but is a rather easy read instead, as well as being an excellent history of England during Churchill’s time. A short but very necessary overview of Winston’s father Randolph’s meteoric rise and tragic fall in included, and properly so, since it is impossible to really understand Winston’s career without it. I was fortunate enough to get all eight volumes for free on the Last Lion’s birthday this year when Hillsdale College released them in Kindle format, but they are well worth the current price and then some.
I was very disappointed in Serenity: Those Left Behind and Serenity: The Shepherd’s Tale
, even if Joss Whedon wasn’t. I found the first confusing and the second one suffering from a major continuity error, and was damned glad I hadn’t bought either one myself. YMMV.
This weekend I’m going to fill out my Hugo ballot, and I’ll post that next week in case anyone is interested. There’s still time to sign up for a supporting membership, get the packet, and vote, by the way.