Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Shit You See On Campus

I would attribute this to an artist but they don't believe in property so it's fine.


"If university is done right, it is a radically unsafe space." - Jordan Peterson

Today I'm starting a new series here at C.O.R. It's called Shit You See On Campus.

As a student at a large university in a major metropolitan area, I see -- as you might imagine -- a lot of shit on campus. My school is about 60% Asian (and I am including Indian students, who probably constitute the majority of that majority) and the bulk of them are majoring in computer science, engineering, and other useful, lucrative disciplines for which I have no aptitude. From my observations, especially in and around the library, they tend to study about 17 hours a day and only sleep -- draped across a library table -- every other Wednesday for six hours. Needless to say, my school is not terribly political when compared to, say, Berkeley or UT Austin. Most everyone is too busy overachieving.

But it's political enough. In fact, most of the political shit I hear is not from students, but faculty. Allow me to share a few examples from the two semesters I've spent here.

Let's begin with a professor of 19th century American literature -- originally from the south but having spent many years in the northeast, including teaching high school in New York. Immediately after the 2016 election, she casually mentioned that we were now living in "Trumpsylvania."

Pretty tame, right? Let's continue.

A lecturer on linguistics and English syntax repeatedly made reference to the insane, ridiculous state of affairs we were living in after Trump's election. "I know we're all a little in shock," he said, but was careful not to be too specific. He quoted from NPR a lot, and let class out early to go to a Louis C.K. performance.

Still not too egregious.

Another professor, this one specializing in South American literature and also hailing from New York, taught us to write an academic paper using as his primary example an essay critiquing capitalism in The Great Gatsby. As you probably guessed, the essay did indeed criticize capitalism as an ideology, not just its role in the novel. Another example he handed out was written by a New York Times columnist and focused on income inequality. I sat in the front row, and occasionally would notice the professor looking at Mother Jones. When I visited his office, I noticed a large portion of his books were on Cuba and Communism.

Just the other day, a philosophy professor interrupted a graduate seminar to joke that the "next thing we won't be able to do in bathrooms is speak German." I think this was supposed to be a joke about transgender bathroom laws, but it was a bad joke. He then said something sarcastic like, "Gotta love Texas!," and went on to say he would be making lots of Texas jokes because he was a die-hard Brooklyn guy. (I really wanted to ask, "If Brooklyn's so great, why have you been teaching in Texas for 25 years?" But it was the first day of class and I'm walking a fine line between chronicling the radness and graduating.)

A young history professor teaching an interdisciplinary course in the Digital Humanities led a class discussion on the "problem of whiteness" in the field, after having us read a long article on same. He is in his early 30s and from the Midwest. Oh, and white.

Pro-capitalist group shut down at a Miami college founded by Cubans fleeing communism.


Get ready for this:

A literature professor offered her students extra credit if they visited an intersectionality "booth" set up on campus on a Saturday. I had fucked up and forgotten to drop the class, and badly needed extra credit. So I went.

I walked up to the booth and she was standing there giving a mini-lecture on intersectionality theory to a few students. I joined them. It went something like this: "Okay, so, back during the third wave of feminism, it's like, feminists started to realize that, like, black feminists had a different experience than white feminists, and like Jewish feminists had a different experience than non-Jewish feminists, and they were like, Hey! We have different experiences! We're not all the same!" It went on from there in exactly the way you would expect. This woman has a PhD and is in her 40s. She's also an extremely popular professor.

After the lecture, I sat down at a rickety card table with several transgender persons to color my very own Intersection Al, a bizarro-world take on Flat Stanley which was basically a little cut-out 2D person on a popsicle stick. I was also reminded that I could cut out little wheelchairs to make my Al differently abled. Then I was to write down three intersections -- lesbian, disabled, mentally ill, Muslim, person of color, non-binary, etc. -- and get my picture made with it for the group Instagram account. When some guy was putting me and my Jewish feminist homeless vet on Instagram, he asked for my pronoun. The professor liked my Al so much she asked me to make another one. I did, and I gave my lesbian disabled trans-woman a cane to walk with, and that professor about died of happiness.

I didn't make any of that up.



This same professor, in a course on the science fiction and fantasy genre, gave students a brief rundown on Sad Puppies, describing it as an incident in which racists and misogynists tried to steal the genre from women and minorities. For those of you who aren't familiar with Sad Puppies, google it. What actually happened was real writers got fed up with sci-fi and fantasy being co-opted by shitty writers who happen to have the right political beliefs and decided to do something about it by having their fans help them sweep the awards cycle that year.

Then there is the hallway that houses the offices of the Arts & Humanities professors, which I call the Gauntlet of Virtue Signaling. It's just a row of doors plastered with self-righteousness: rainbow triangles, declarations that the interior of said office is a "Safe Space," kitschy photos of Chairman Mao, and -- most nauseatingly -- signs declaring that handguns are unwelcome within that particular office. (In Texas it is legal to carry on campus, but these profs -- all of them teach history, which means they got together and had a little commo huddle about this -- think they've found a way to block students from exercising their rights in their offices by putting up the one sign that can, in Texas, legally prohibit anyone from carrying where it is posted. However, if they'd bothered to look it up, they'd know that the sign has to be large enough for the letters to be an inch high or it is invalid. I know this because I took a class before I got my Concealed Handgun License. They care enough to be pretentious pricks, but not enough to google.)

True story: I was going to take a course from one of those history professors until I saw his retarded sign, at which point I dropped it. You can know all the history, but it doesn't mean you're drawing the right conclusions from it. This guy is teaching the history of Modern Europe and thinks disarming citizens is a good idea, which means he is an idiot.

You may be surprised to learn that I've gotten along great with almost all of my professors. I put my head down and didn't rock the boat (usually), and they were perfectly nice and I even learned a lot from a couple of them.

But you may be wondering, in this atmosphere, why I even bother, especially since I am working toward a worthless M.A. in Humanities. It's a valid question. The reason is: I don't want the left to ruin scholarship for me. I mean scholarship not in the sense of a lump of money, but in the sense of scholar-hood. I still think it is important to study the arts, to read books and think about them, to study history and learn from it, to look at works of art and analyze them, to create our own works of art.

They don't get to have that.

Now, sure, one can do those things outside academia. But why should I have to leave a program in which I am, admittedly, getting some valuable instruction? Do we really want a country in which we can't send our children to any universities because they are all communist indoctrination camps? We're more than halfway there. We have to stop fleeing academia and instead remain there and reclaim our right to be scholars.

I don't plan to spend my life in academia. My goals lie in the private sector. But for what I want to do, advanced studies in literature, history, philosophy, and the arts are valuable to me. I refuse to be run out of my school.

But I also refuse to keep being quiet about the insane commo bullshit I see on campus. So from now on I'm sharing it.

Stay tuned for further installments of Shit You See On Campus.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Allow Me to Explain Why Feminists Love Islam

Poster art for the Women's March on Washington

Until about eight years ago, I was a big-time liberal. A straight-up Commo. In fact, my having been on the Other Side is the sharpest implement in my tool belt. Nobody can tell me I'm not open-minded, that I haven't considered another perspective. I been all up in that other perspective. I lived it, publicly, on MySpace. (I'm old.)

I was not a snuggly moderate-left liberal like John McCain. I was what most right-wingers would call a left-wing nutcase. I was a reader of Mother Jones and Noam Chomsky's barely-intelligible books. I got Ralph Nader to speak at my college in 2004. I had a nostril piercing, bisexual proclivities, and a subscription to The Nation (in print, no less). I would blow my friend's minds with ideas gleaned from Culture Jam and CrimethInc., ideas about dumpster diving, armed revolution, shoplifting because fuck corporations, and quitting our jobs because work is slavery to consumerism. I was a raw vegan. I believed George W. Bush orchestrated 9/11 in cooperation with Saudi Arabia so they could invade Iraq for oil profits. I believed Condoleezza Rice was a traitor to her race and gender, and Dick Cheney was the troll under the bridge from "The Three Billy Goats Gruff."

I was as far left as a person can go before she puts on a balaclava and hurls a Molotov cocktail at a World Bank official. And even I am astounded by the unholy alliance of feminism and Islam.

However, for several years now, I've been able to honestly say I understand the left's arguments. They even came out of my mouth once. They're not beyond my comprehension; they're just wrong. I woke up to the irrationality of my belief system and the cognitive dissonance at its core, and I have stayed, as it were, woke. So I had faith in my ability to figure out what this feminism-Islam link is all about, and I think I did it.

Source: http://natureandwildlifephotography.blogspot.com/2017/01/womens-march-on-washington.html

Allow me to take you back about nine tempestuous months. After the 2016 presidential election, I emerged from a cocoon of self-imposed Internet exile and started trying to figure out why everybody hated Donald Trump so much. The hatred was alarmingly rabid and made the anti-Bush mania of the early 2000s look cuddly by comparison.

At that point, I didn't like Trump, though I knew little about him. (My mistake.) His detractors, however, made him look like a saint by comparison. The level of vindictive, vile filth hurled at the man and his family was almost shocking to me, and I'm not easily shocked. One by one I looked at the accusations against him, and found almost all of them -- especially the big ones, like the October surprise sexual assault accusations -- groundless.

Feminists utterly loathe Donald Trump because they think he might have grabbed a pussy once. But they love Islam, arguably the most misogynistic ideology polluting the globe today. After watching hours of cringey YouTube videos of feminists weeping about Trump's election, imagine my surprise when I then saw footage from the Women's March on Washington featuring a Muslim woman putting an American flag hijab on an American woman, who then hugged her and cried. And I sat there with my jaw scraping the floor, whispering to myself something like "Whaaaaaaaaaaa...?"

In 1979, Iranian women protested in the streets against a law that would require them to wear the hijab. Before the Islamic revolution, Iran had miniskirts and rock 'n' roll. Now it is a regressive Islamic terrorist state, and America -- the country that has stood for more than 200 years as a beacon of freedom and liberal values -- is embracing the hijab as a symbol of women's empowerment.

Why? How? Just... what?

Allow me to explain this insanity. Islam and feminism have a common goal: the destruction of Western civilization. American feminism has its roots in communism by way of cultural Marxism. Feminism, in fact, is the most potent flavor of cultural Marxism spicing up our society today. The overarching goal of feminism was never making women's lives better, but destabilizing the family by creating an adversarial relationship between women and their husbands and children. As the family goes, so goes culture, and so goes civilization.

The real women's march: Iranian women protest compulsory wearing of the hijab, 1979.

Need proof? Check out the state of the black family and how its devolution has happened alongside the devolution of black culture. In just a few generations, they went from Nat King Cole to Young Jeezy. To be fair, American culture overall is not doing much better. Black people started out at a disadvantage, and white guilt made everything worse with welfare. We created an entire dependent underclass because we felt sorry for them, and now there is a veritable crisis in the black community, with about 3/4 of black kids being born out of wedlock, many of whom have never met their dads or seen anybody in their house hold down a job. The kid's mom might actually be his grandma, and maybe she is on welfare and so are her kids and so will her grandkids be, because it has become a generational entitlement rather than the "hand-up" it was supposed to have been.

I go into detail with this example because at about 13% of the US population, the black community is something of a microcosm we can look at to understand why the state of the family is so important. As welfare incentivized having children out of wedlock rather than getting married, we saw more and more women remaining unwed and relying on Big Daddy Gub'mint as a paltry stand-in for a father. In fact, the main problem the black community faces has nothing to do with race, per se. It has to do with single motherhood. Across all ethnic groups, being born to a single mom is a major risk factor for future unemployment, criminal behavior, even psychological problems. A destabilized family destabilizes people, and destabilized people do not a stable society make.

See the video here, it's amazing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=166M75mSfKE
When you consider that the goal of both communist-feminism -- hell, let's just call it femmunism -- and Islam is to Western society crashing down, it makes more sense that femmunists should look the other way when it comes to Islam's uncomfortable history of violent misogyny, pedophilia, homophobia, and across-the-board illiberal regressive values.

We live in BackwardsLand, y'all. Antifa (suposedly an anti-fascist group) are fascists, neo-"Nazis" are not socialists, feminists defend Islam, and gays blame Christians for Islamic violence against gays. Meanwhile President Trump, trying with all his might to make it harder for bad guys to rape, kill, and oppress women, gays, and everyone else, can't catch a break. This guy can't stink up the bathroom without it making the front page of every news outlet in America.

Right now I picture half the country as a teenage girl with "Daddy is mean" syndrome. She's slamming the door in Daddy's house and sulking on the bed Daddy bought under the safety of Daddy's roof, blaming Daddy for her every self-inflicted problem, all because Daddy won't let the neighborhood thugs, rapists, and madmen in to have their way with her.

"Daddy has rules for a reason, honey."

Now that you know why feminists and Islamists are in bed together, you don't have to rip your hair out when you consider this oddball duo. You'll still probably cry yourself to sleep about it, but at least you'll know why the monstrosity exists.

I really wanted to close this blog with a still from the Paula Abdul video for "Opposites Attract" with their heads replaced with Linda Sarsour's and Lena Dunham's. But I'm not that good at Photoshop, so someone needs to go do this. I'll give you $100,000.00.*

*May not be true.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Dear Leftists, Please Stop Making Me Sympathize With Nazis



It's starting to be a really, really bad idea in this country to have an unpopular opinion.

Let's just look at the past couple weeks. A guy at Google wrote his opinion down in a memo and got fired. Five people, including a Republican Congressman, got shot by a psycho who hates conservatives. And then, even more recently, Democrats decided they wanted one of their statues back, so about 500 people showed up to protest peacefully with a permit and all hell broke loose when the violent totalitarian left crashed the party.

I have to say this or someone will call me out on it: no, I do not condone driving a car into a crowd of people. For fuck's sake.

But do you know what pisses me off the most about this whole thing?

YOU ASSHOLES ARE MAKING ME SYMPATHIZE WITH NAZIS.



First of all: many of the people who showed up to protest were not "Nazis," or white supremacists, or white nationalists. They were regular people who for a variety of reasons felt that the statue of Robert E. Lee should remain standing. There were only about 500 protesters, they were there legally, and there were two first responders for every one of them. 

The leftist agitators who showed up for the counter-protest did not have a permit and, as usual, they did not come to debate or reason or make an argument but to wreak havoc and violence.

So, let's just go ahead and address the fact that the melee should never have happened. Maybe, like at Berkeley, like in DC for the Inauguration, and in several other instances, there was a stand-down order and the violence was allowed to happen. Who knows.

Here is something I've never understood: if you truly believe someone's opinions are vile and awful, why would you want to silence them? Wouldn't you want them to be heard?

I, personally, would prefer my racists to be racist out in the open. Please, by all means put a "NO BLACKS" sign on the door of your restaurant so I can avoid eating there. The free market would take care of that restaurant pretty quickly, and if it didn't, well... I guess we've established people with the wrong opinions should not be employed, so I suppose they shouldn't be allowed to own businesses either. Or eat in restaurants.

Do we really want to make it illegal to be a neo-Nazi? Is that a good idea, to make an opinion un-haveable? Can no one on the left see the slippery slope there? Because from where I'm sitting it appears to be wicked steep and glistening with Astroglide.



It's astonishing that the left simultaneously loves to punish the bearer of a wrong opinion, but also wants him to be unallowed to air it. Don't you want to know who the evil Nazi bad guys are? Why aren't you willing to meet an argument with a counter-argument? Why do you always go straight to violence? Is it because maybe deep down you know and fear that many of us -- most of us -- are not racist assholes but people who have a different point of view, one based on logic and sound reasoning?

Watch a video of Milo speaking on campus. Occasionally someone will stand up with an argument, albeit a dumb one, but most of the people who disrupt his appearances resort to pure spectacle -- shouting, screeching, smearing themselves with paint. Where is the argument? I can only assume they don't have one.

I don't like Nazis. I find their opinions unsavory. But most of the people you leftos condemn as Nazis -- including me -- are not Nazis at all. You've expanded that definition to cover everyone you dislike, even if it's just a total stranger on the internet wearing a MAGA hat.

It is a tragic and terrifying time to be an American. I believe the irrational, violent, hateful totalitarian left in this country is going to push this divide to a confrontation that, in the final analysis, they will not want. Because they can't win it. We should be making arguments, debating, meeting each other on a field of ideas. But the left wants a war of fists and sticks and pepper spray and even guns, and God help them, they might get it.


Earlier this evening my mother dismissed my fears. "Every generation since the founding of this country thinks it can't get any worse, that the world is falling apart and it's all coming to a head," she said.

"But one of those generations," I countered, "was right. There was a Civil War. More than half a million people died."

There are people who want Robert E. Lee's statue to keep standing. There are people who think immigration in this country has gotten out of control. There are even people who think there are biological differences between the races and -- gasp! -- write books about it. But there are also people who claim they want a civil war, that they want to see the streets run with blood. They don't really want it. They only imagine they do. Even still, those are the people you should be scared of, whichever side they're on -- the people who are willing to give up on reason and civil debate altogether. Those are the people who will truly destroy this country, if we let them.
 

Monday, July 31, 2017

Hello Again

All things considered, I really think this is the best Shelley Long movie about the afterlife.


Hello again, friends, strangers, and inevitable assholes.

Today I have a lesson for you. In general I don't like lessons because they are boring. But this one is really good, I promise. It goes like this:

The most wonderful thing about losing everything is having nothing left to lose.

For the past few months I have been, in a sense, convalescent. In the course of a few weeks, I lost a lot. I lost my faith in feminism, by any definition. I had hoped it could be saved, but I concluded it had always been a lost cause. Then I lost my place in an organization I had helped build. Then I lost my two best friends, both of them publicly.

I retreated into a healing cocoon composed of family, a (very) few friends, and Battlestar Galactica reruns. I withdrew from social media and the Internet at large, and thought for a long time about what had happened and what I should learn from it. I distrust feelings and I'm not in close touch with mine. So rather than wallow in feelings, I had a lot of thoughts, and I let myself think them.

It would be a lie to say there is no bitterness. I would love to be that big of a person. But every time someone says she's not bitter, I wanna go, "You're a little bit bitter, bitch!"

You're not fine.

Happily, bitterness is a very small fraction of what I feel. More than anything else, I feel free.

Since I became prolife and then conservative in 2007 and 2010, respectively, I have lost four best friends. I didn't lose them because I hurt them or stole their boyfriends or ran over their moms with my car. I lost them because of ideas. Opinions. The details don't matter. This is what it boils down to, and it's important for me to share this not to air my dirty laundry or get everyone riled up at my grievances, but because we are moving further and further toward a culture where Your Opinion is Not Allowed. Not even among the people you thought you were safe with.

When I was a kid, people used to say this kind of wacky shit: "I may not agree with your opinion, but I'll defend to the death your right to say it." Hahaha WTF is THAT? We don't live in that America anymore. Now we have: "I may not agree with your opinion, but I'll reconsider ending our friendship if you change it immediately and apologize publicly."

For the most part, I'm the type of person who doesn't give a shit if my opinion offends anyone, but I was always a little worried in the back of my mind that one or more of my very few friends was going to stop being my friend (again) because of my opinions. I'm not super interested in the psychoanalysis behind that. Maybe it's from being an abandoned kid or an insecure person or maybe it's because I was born when the moon was in Jupiter's asshole. I don't know, and I don't really care.

Do I miss my best friends? Sure. We had some great times, but I haven't shed a tear, nor will I. And I now get to not worry who I offend. I now get to say everything I wanted to say and let fly even the bits I held back for fear of losing the people who mattered most. I did lose them, and I lived. Not only did I live, I learned a powerful lesson about what real friendship is. I'm stronger than I was. I have less to lose, and a whole lot more to say.

And I'm going to pass those savings on to you, readers. I now get to be even more offensive. If you thought I was uncensored before, just wait.



It is incredibly important to me to explore what things really mean, examine the assumptions at the core of our societies, cultures, beliefs, and systems. If you have followed my work for any length of time, you know that I have changed my mind. I will never be afraid or ashamed to change my mind. If I find I was wrong, I will admit it. I have changed my mind on huge issues, from the existence of God to the morality of abortion to whether Donald Trump is #theworst. I have always shared my thought processes openly, and admitted that I was mistaken. Changing your mind means you are thinking, learning, and growing. If you don't change your mind about something big about once a year, read more books.

I will never stop examining, thinking, and telling the truth, and I will be merciless about it. If it costs me everyone and everything, I will continue to share the truth as I perceive it. This is the reason I was put on earth.

I have many things to say here at Chronicles of Radness and I will be saying them in due time. I appreciate your patience as I build my Malevolent Empire.

In answer to a few questions I have received:

No, I will not be back on Facebook anytime soon or, most likely, ever. I don't know of many positive things that come from FB or social media in general. I will be keeping my Twitter and IG for now but I don't use them much. I will be communicating with the world mostly through this blog, and I don't know how often that will be. I have a very busy several months coming up, but you can look forward to big things from Chronicles of Radness as soon as I can get them off the ground, including a promised YouTube channel and podcast.

No, I will not be speaking publicly about the details of my dismissal from New Wave Feminists, at least not in any detail. Some of it is confidential and the rest is not particularly interesting or pertinent to the future. I've always been -- and remain -- a future-focused person. The past doesn't interest me much. I reserve the right to change my mind about this as I see fit, but for now it seems like a pointless topic on which to dwell. What's in my rearview mirror is not my problem.

No, I will not be inserting myself back into the prolife movement in a major way. I love the prolife movement, despite it having the flaws of any movement, and I maintain several friendships with wonderful people who are involved in helping women and children. For now, for a variety of reasons, I would prefer to support organizations I believe in strongly, and to do so somewhat quietly.

The main foci of this blog will be as follows:

Trolling feminists
Smashing feminism
Exposing radical leftism on campus
Pointing out shit that radical Muslims do and going "WTF?"
Commenting on shit in our culture that makes me go "WTF?"
Telling the truth
Making fun of people
Doing whatever I want
Occasional recipes
Maybe pics of my dog

dog

As mentioned, I am no longer interested in having social media be a part of my life, so I will not be going out of my way to promote this blog. I may decide to put it on Twitter, or maybe not. I'll let you know when videos are up, and will link to my YouTube channel. There is also a book in the works, because I feel strongly compelled to share my journey into and out of feminism with young women who might be walking a similar path.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you to those who have messaged me with encouragement, love, support, and a swift kick in the ass. You know who you are, and I appreciate you more than I can say.

Onward.

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Reading for Rebels


A Facebook friend asked me for a list of books I would recommend, and several people commented, messaged, or texted me to ask for the same.

Okay, okay, I get it: you want the red pill.

There are countless articles and essays I could add, but I'm sticking to books for now. Later I may add another post devoted to shorter works.

I'm not including the many, many, many, embarrassingly many books I read from the "other side." I was a college leftist back in the day. I read Michael Moore and Al Franken. I read CrimethInc. and Culture Jam. I read Chomsky and Vidal. I read Mother Jones and The Nation. I read Assata Shakur and Mumia Abu Jabal. I've been there, okay? And I've so, so done that. So before you say something dumb like "Of course you're a conservative, you're exposed to only one viewpoint in these books!"

No. Just... no.

Why is it important that you read books? Because it helps you decide what you believe, and why. This is extremely important. Don't believe things without knowing why. Don't allow yourself to be swayed by emotion. I've done it. I don't ever want to do it. It sucks to wake up and realize you were dreadfully wrong about something important.

Of course, you also shouldn't fear waking up. I've changed my mind about major things many times. I change my mind about something huge about once a year. I've changed my mind about the death penalty 400 times. Changing your mind means you are learning and thinking. Don't be afraid of it, and don't be ashamed of it. Admit you were wrong, explain how you came around, and let your learning experience be a lesson and guide for others.

Here go the books:

Books I've Read That You Should Read

The Secret Knowledge: On the Dismantling of American Culture by David Mamet

This book was written and published, presciently, right before the Occupy Wall Street movement smeared its stench over the country. Mamet, an award-winning playwright, screenwriter, director, and producer, was destined to be a liberal: Jewish, born and raised in Chicago, working in the arts. He was doomed. He admits he didn't even know any conservatives until he was well into middle age. But in his 60s, Mamet started to look around and wake up. He turns his formidable brain to the task of describing what's wrong with liberalism, and his words are so extraordinarily, eloquently, elegantly brutally true that this book goes at the top of my list.

Porn Generation: How Social Liberalism is Corrupting Our Future by Ben Shapiro

Oh, Ben. Poor Ben. He's a bit down on his luck right now but I still have tremendous respect for him. I don't believe I have ever seen a more talented debater. Shapiro is a genius, and this book - written before he went to Harvard - was the first book of conservative commentary I ever read. I was still a liberal when I read it, and on my way to not being a liberal when I was finished. It's about porn, but it's about so much more.

Everything Ann Coulter Has Every Written by Ann Coulter

I can't pick just one, folks. You've got to read them all. Yes, all. I believe at last count she had written 13 NYT best-sellers. They look longer than they are, because about 1/3 of the book is endnotes. She is a Lexis/Nexis black belt and a Cornell Law grad who cut her teeth on Ken Starr's legal team prosecuting Bill Clinton, so her research skills are impeccable. But not only is she accurate, giving you tons of real-life examples with impeccable references, but she is hilarious. As Gavin McInnes describes, it's like reading a 'zine. He also uses this analogy to describe reading Coulter: it's like stepping on the moving walkway at the airport and just getting swept along. She takes care of you. The language is clear, practical, and funny. I don't know if you've ever read Noam Chomsky, but the experience is exactly the opposite of that.

I would start with Adios America, her second to latest book, which Donald Trump asked for a copy of, and which informed his immigration policy. After reading this book and exploring some of the endnotes, you will be high-tailing it down to the border with a truckload of bricks to start building the wall yourself. Next, read In Trump We Trust: E Pluribus Awesome! (can you even fucking handle how amazingly funny that title is?) so you can have a better understanding of why Trump was elected and why he was the right choice. After that, you may consider any of her others. Most of her arguments -- that liberalism is essentially a godless religion (Godless), that liberalism is a demonic mob mentality (Demonic), or that leftists use brown people to get power and money (Mugged) -- are more or less evergreen. My personal favorite is Demonic, which includes an in-depth look at the French Revolution, its horrific outcomes, and its equally horrific origins.

Even though it's not funny, read her first book, High Crimes and Misdemeanors: The Case Against Bill Clinton, to understand why Hillary's election would have put a criminal and probably a murderer in the White House.

Witness by Whittaker Chambers

This is the autobiography of a former Communist spy. The man who accused Alger Hiss of spying for the Soviets shares his side of the story in perhaps the most brave and moving self-examination I have ever read. Not only is it a deeply personal story of conversion and redemption, it gives you an inside look at Communist espionage in the United States. This is a book that changes people. One of my top 3 favorites of all time, and should in my humble opinion be required reading for all Americans.

The War Against Boys by Christina Hoff Sommers

I'm going to be a little more brief with my descriptions so I don't end up writing an entire book just about books. This one is written by a self-described equity feminist who explores how the women's movement is purposely marginalizing, denigrating, and hurting young males. It will make you think twice about the "good intentions" behind the women's movement.

Orthodoxy by G.K. Chesterton

This book made me Catholic, but first it made me think, possibly for the first time. I will never forget the experience. It is an argument for the Christian worldview, and while reading it, almost every other sentence made me think: how could something be so obvious and so surprising at the same time?

Read it. You must also read his essays, and his books Heretics and The Man Who Was Thursday.

SJWs Always Lie by Vox Day

I was going through something unpleasant recently, and while going through it I was messaging with my good friend for insight and sanity, when she responded to me with: "You're under an SJW attack."

She started sending me photos of pages in Day's book, and I recognized my situation, perfectly laid out and explained, along with steps for how to navigate it. (Luckily, following my instincts, I had inadvertently already taken his advice. Step 1: Don't apologize.) To my delight, a copy of the book appeared in my mailbox a couple days later, courtesy of my wonderful friend. I read it immediately, and I consider it a valuable weapon in the fight against "outrage culture."

Vox Day is a science fiction writer and founder of Castalia House publishing company who was involved not only in GamerGate but in wresting some of the power away from SJWs in scifi. He is a formidable thinker and strategist, and this excellent guide is essential to anyone who plans to go toe-to-toe with SJWs, which hopefully means you.

The Politically Incorrect Guide to Catholicism by John Zmirak

I almost left the Church recently. It would have been a mistake, had I done it, and some of it would have been my fault, but what it kicked it all off was Pope Francis. His viewpoints and statements have been a tremendous source of confusion for Catholics around the world, and I am one of them. I believe that his words have caused great scandal. He is a good man, in that his intentions are good. But he is a bad Pope.

This book will make you feel good about being Catholic again. He explains why we don't have to agree with the current Pope's crazy statements, and what the Church actually teaches and has taught for millennia. We have weathered worse storms than Hurricane Francis and we will weather this one.

Koba the Dread: Laughter and the Twenty Million by Martin Amis

If you want to begin understanding what Communism was and is -- and you should understand it, because it is the source from which all modern leftism springs -- read this book about Josef Stalin, and prepare it to never stop haunting your soul.

Blacklisted by History by M. Stanton Evans

McCarthy was right.

Desire of the Everlasting Hills: The World Before and After Jesus by Thomas Cahill

Nothing I've ever read has brought the people of the Bible -- particularly the New Testament -- alive like this book. This is an absorbing, easy read that will bring you closer to the historical Jesus and therefore closer to faith. Be aware: not orthodox Catholic when it comes to Mary, but nevertheless quite devout, without losing scholarly objectivity. This will give you a clear and astounding view of how Christianity -- a weird little offshoot of Judaism that started with thirteen working joes -- utterly changed the world, and how miraculous that is.

Life After Death: The Evidence by Dinesh D'Souza

D'Souza makes the scientific and philosophical evidence not only for life after death, but the Christian version of it. A fascinating and absorbing read that will calm that little niggling "what if..." in the back of your head.

The Devil's Delusion: Atheism and Its Scientific Pretensions by David Berlinski

Mathematician, scientist, and Sorbonne professor Berlinski, an agnostic Jew, takes on the arrogant and essentially (ironically) religious nature of atheist scientists. He frankly goes over my head in some sections, such as when he discusses string theory, but his point is that science does not and cannot disprove God and that for a scientist to declare himself an atheist requires a leap of faith.

Homage to Catalonia by George Orwell

My husband sent me this one from Afghanistan before we ever met, so it has a special place in my heart.

After fighting with the International Brigade in the Spanish Civil War, Orwell began to have second thoughts about socialism. Haven't we all.

The Politically Incorrect Guide to Islam and the Crusades by Robert Spencer

Huge fan of Robert Spencer and Pamela Geller, and speeches of theirs on Islam form a large percentage of my YouTube viewing (along with Milo, Ben Shapiro, Gavin McInnes, Stefan Molyneux, Ann Coulter, and Tucker Carlson). I can see with my human eyeballs and think with my human brain, so I know Islam is a huge problem on this earth, but for information about how and why and what it means, I want a fount of true knowledge. Spencer is a scholar of Islam and comparative religion. He is not an angry crackpot with a webcam. He is an authoritative expert on Islam, its history, ideology, culture, and politics.

Follow-up reading, also by Spencer: The Complete Infidel's Guide to Isis, which I just started reading. It has taken me a full hour just to examine, process, and comprehend the timeline at the front of the book. Wowza, Muslims be fightin'!

Fiction

I have read a lot of fiction, and much of it has been wonderful and I would highly recommend it. Here I am only listing a few rare works of fiction that have informed my current worldview.

A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving

This is a novel about a weird little kid who has a vision of his own death and becomes convinced that his life is being guided by providence and that everything that happens to him is a piece of a specific plan ordained by God. When I started reading it I was an agnostic in the midst of a serious spiritual crisis, and it was one of the main things that lead to my conversion. It catalyzed for me a tremendous epiphany, in which I suddenly looked around me and realized I too was being led, that there were too many "coincidences," and SOMETHING was working hard to get my attention. When I was done reading it I put my head down and sobbed, partly because the book was moving, and partly because I felt that something huge was happening to me.

The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Remind yourself what the art of the novel meant before the genre was co-opted by multiculturalists, communists, atheists, and other degenerates. This is one of the most important works of fiction ever published, and you owe it to yourself to read it. If I could do it at 17, you can do it.

The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Robert Heinlein

Libertarian science fiction at its finest. A wonderfully politically incorrect adventure that also answers some of the question: what would a libertarian society look like?

The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand

I'm not a Randian and I have some beefs with her, but I do think it's important for all modern thinkers to confront her philosophy. Most likely you will find much of value in it. This story dramatizes the inestimable value of the individual and why capitalism is necessary for the individual to thrive. There is also some pretty hot lovin', for its time.

1984 by George Orwell

This is a gimme, but you really should read it.

Note to college students: this is not a book about Trump. This is a book about socialism. Sorry, but Bernie Sanders is not as innocuous as he looks.

Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

Again, it's an obvious addition to the list, but has to be on here. Huxley creates possibly an even more terrifying dystopia than Orwell's.

Legion by William Peter Blatty

This is a sequel to The Exorcist (adapted for film as The Exorcist III) that examines the natures of God and man and morality while telling a truly terrifying story. One of my favorites by one of my favorites.

Books On My Reading List

These are some I haven't gotten to yet, but are on my short list.

Who Stole Feminism? by Christina Hoff Sommers

I just started this one but have already learned a lot. I have come to some conclusions a little different from hers, but she's a brilliant woman with a lot of knowledge and insight into this subject.

Death of the West by Pat Buchanan

Western civilization is in trouble, and we need to save it.

Bloodlands: Europe Between Hitler and Stalin by Timothy Snyder

My husband has been encouraging me to read this for a while, but Koba the Dread depressed me so badly I am loathe to pick it up. Communism bums me out, y'all.

Reflections on the Revolution in France by Edmund Burke

I got rolled in a lit class for defending an excerpt from this. Burke's condemnation of the French Revolution is not popular among modern day humanities professors and students, it seems. Shocking. Burke is often called the father of modern conservatism, and what little I have read of this is extremely interesting.

The Politically Incorrect Guides

I want to read all of them. I was skeptical, but they are well-written and thoroughly researched by experts in their fields. So far I have read Catholicism and Islam. I also intend to read Capitalism, Western Civilization, and more.

Dangerous by Milo Yiannopoulos

Because he's the most fabulous supervillain on the Internet. (Pre-order it now. Released May 2017.)

Antifragile: Things That Gain From Disorder by Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Vox Day introduced me to Taleb. The idea of antifragility builds on the first two books in this trilogy, though I've read that they stand alone well. Becoming antifragile means that you adjust yourself and your life so that you gain from disorder. For example, working for a wage or salary is a fragile position. You are at the whim of your boss or the company. Working for yourself, and having diverse streams of passive income, is a much less fragile position. Taleb argues that the future belongs to the antifragile.

Bell Curve: Intelligence and Class Structure in America by Charles Murray

Done a little reading on this topic, and want to see what all the fuss is about straight from the horse's mouth.

The Art of the Deal by Daddy

Love him or hate him, he sure knows how to deal.

The Flipside of Feminism: What Conservative Women Know -- and Men Can't Say by Suzanne Venker

Title says it all.

The Conservative Case for Trump by Phyllis Schlafly

The woman the Left hates even more than Sarah Palin passed away before she got to see Trump elected, which makes me sad. I intend to read this little book as she was a magnificent woman and always a voice of reason.

Perjury: The Hiss-Chambers Case by Allen Weinstein

I want to reread Witness (again) before I tackle this one.

It was hard to decide what to include here, but I hope I'm given you some good choices. Comment below with your recommendations for me!

Monday, January 30, 2017

Why I'm Breaking Up With Feminism



This is the full text of my speech to students at Boots on the Ground TX this weekend in Austin, a joint venture of UT Austin and Texas Right to Life.

The theme of the conference was #Diversity, so I decided to test the limits of that diversity a little bit, and be the most diverse mofo there.

This is the first time I've ever written a speech out, preferring to fly by the seat of my pants. But I've been talking about prolife feminism for the better part of a decade, and venturing into new territory thanks to my recent red pill overdoses.

I hope you enjoy it.

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Thank you for joining me today, and let me thank Texas Right to Life for bringing me here to poison your fresh, young minds with my quite frankly alarming opinions.

The official name of this talk is something like “Why Pro-Lifers Must Defeat Cultural Marxism – and How to Do It” or something like that. I made it up in response to an email while walking across campus in pouring rain, so it could be better, but it works. It's pretty accurate. Probably a better name for this talk would be, “Why I'm Breaking Up With Feminism.”

Now, if any of you know me it's probably from New Wave Feminists, so this might be a little bit surprising to you, but I'd like to share my story of how I came to the conclusion that feminism is #deadtome. In The Sun Also Rises, one of Hemingway's characters is asked how he went bankrupt and he replies, “Gradually, then suddenly.” That's how I discovered a lot of things recently. I discovered feminism is an evil ideology, I discovered Trump isn't Hitler, I even discovered that though I remain philosophically libertarian, there are – to quote Milo – “no libertarians in foxholes.” But we'll get to all that.

Let's begin with cultural Marxism. I'm going to make the argument that feminism is the most pervasive and egregious component of cultural Marxism. In many ways they are synonymous. But first let me explain to those of you who aren't familiar with it, what cultural Marxism is. First of all, if you attend a university you are familiar with it, and you just don't know it, the same way a piece of carrot in a pot doesn't know it's familiar with stew.

Cultural Marxism is, put simply, Marxism – applied to culture. Beginning in the 1920s, not long after the Bolshevik Revolution, an organization by the name of Commintern was established in Moscow, the goal of which was to subvert and supplant Western democracies with the dictatorship of the proletariat better known as Communism. Believing “we had nothing to lose but our chains,” the purveyors of this murderous ideology planted spies and sympathizers within our government.

You've been probably been taught the word “McCarthyism” as a synonym for a particularly perverse brand of political paranoia. You probably read The Crucible in high school and learned that Arthur Miller wrote this play about the Salem witch trials as an allegory for the McCarthy hearings. What you haven't been taught is that McCarthy was right. Though he died despised, the declassification of thousands of pages of documents known as the Venona papers in 1995 vindicated him.

You probably haven't been told this either, but the people McCarthy named were guilty. They were in fact Communist spies. Commintern had infiltrated the highest levels of our government. For further reading on this I highly recommend Blacklisted by History by M. Stanton Evans.

Why weren't you taught this? I'm assuming you weren't, but based on my experience and knowledge it's a safe assumption. I've been to university, too. In fact, I'm there now. We discuss Hitler and the Holocaust in some capacity on a regular basis. It has come up either directly or indirectly every year, maybe every semester, of my schooling since about middle school. But I was in high school before I had even heard of the gulag, and I didn't know what it meant. I had to look it up. We were assigned Alexander Solzhenitsyn's excellent novel One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovitch. I remember vividly reading it and being confused. Why were they in Siberia? Why were these Russian names? Weren't concentration camps German? What the hell was a gulag?

Like most high school and university graduates I can rattle off the names of Auschwitz, Dachau, Sobibor, and Treblinka. I have a vague understanding of who Hitler, Goering, Goebbels, Hoess, and Mengele are. I know, through countless short stories, books, films, and lectures about many of the horrors the Nazis inflicted on Jews and others: the selektion process, the gold teeth pulled from the mouths of corpses, the sonderkommando – prisoners conscripted to assist in the murders of their fellows. I have images in my mind, from these same short stories, books, films, and lectures, that give me a little taste of what it was like to ride the filthy and crowded train to the camp, to be afflicted with crippling dysentery from rotten potatoes, to be starved and shorn in thin clothing in the bitter Polish cold. I had this knowledge by the time I left high school, of the horrors and evil of National Socialism.

But now, as a (very ancient) college senior, I have been assigned exactly one piece of reading – the book I already mentioned – on the even more murderous regime of Communism. It took me until I met my husband at 31 years old to receive even the most rudimentary education in an ideology that killed approximately 100 million people in the 20th century alone. In his wildest dreams, Hitler didn't kill as many people as Lenin, Trotsky, and Stalin. Speaking of whom, unless you've taken a college course on Soviet Russia you have probably been taught very little if anything about these people, especially compared to the constant reiteration of the evils of Nazism. (Which, by the way, is always referred to as Nazism and never National Socialism.)

The Great Terror of the 1930s, in which Stalin purged the ranks of the Russian Army by executing just about all of its leadership. The partition of Poland in 1939, in which Stalin and Hitler divided the country between them, and Stalin killed 30,000 Polish officers in an attempt to decapitate their army. But these are military deaths, you may be thinking, what about civilians? Well, how about Holomodor, the Ukrainian Terror Famine of the 1920s, in which Lenin deliberately starved 20 million of his people. He used food – or lack of it – as a weapon. I should also mention that during the Great Terror, many of the 600,000 to 3 million people who died were not military, but civilians. This is also known as the Great Purge.

And we haven't even gotten to the other countries to which Communism has spread. You know North Korea is hell on earth, but did you know it is Communist? In Cambodia, the Killing Fields claimed the lives of another million as the Communists established control. In China, Mao killed about 50 million people in the Great Leap Forward. And we've all probably heard of a little country called Viet Nam.

In the Black Book of Communism, researchers try to get a handle on how many people died of Communism in the 20th century, and their estimate ends up at somewhere around 100 million.

Why aren't we taught these things? Well, you might be thinking, we were allied with Russia during World War II, that must have something to do with it. You would be wrong. Post-World War II we were engaged in a Cold War with Russia for decades. As a young girl going to school in the Reagan era, I did think of Russia as a scary place, our enemy. I got a little taste of Communism as a bad thing, something many of you may not have had. But then when I was just leaving elementary school, the Berlin Wall came down, and Russia became something like a friend again.

But still, our alliance during the war doesn't explain the dearth of education about the evils of Communism. What does?

Commintern. They didn't just set their sights on infiltration of our government. They also sent their spies into the media – Hollywood, the newspapers – and, of course, academia. And as anyone with a tiny smidgen of awareness can plainly see, they have been very successful in these areas. Most particularly the university.

As Dr. Duke Pesta, a professor of literature in Michigan, points out: culture is about one generation removed from the university. Attending university used to be a somewhat rare privilege, but in recent decades Democrats have pushed hard for us to accept the idea of a college education as a “right.” As usual with leftists, there is a sinister motive behind their altruism. College is where you get turned into a Leftist. It happened to me, and it may be happening to you. Unless you attend one of the very rare conservative universities in this country, or you are in Business school, the overwhelming majority of your professors are leftists. Especially if you're in the Humanities or Journalism. And by the way, if you're in one of those fields, have fun being poor.

I graduated from high school a default liberal. I was raised by a single mom who wasn't politically engaged, watched regular cable TV, went to public school. All these things were grooming me for a certain viewpoint: to be a liberal. To believe government is a benign force that helps people, unless of course there is a Republican in office, in which case Hitler Hitler Hitler 1984 Hitler. If you're reading the news now, you're seeing a lot of that. (By the way, Orwell wrote 1984 about his encounters with socialism, not Trumpian conservatism. Orwell was a convert from socialism after fighting with the International Brigades in the Spanish Civil War.)

You see, the problem Communists had is their economic spiel didn't work on Americans. The whole idea of the bourgeousie vs. the proletariat, we didn't go for that. Because America is, essentially, a classless society, in that our classes are fluid. You may be working as a cashier at Kohl's, making minimum wage, but if you work really hard and you're smart, you can become CEO of Kohl's. It happens all the time in this country. A healthy percentage of our millionaires and billionaires are self-made: that is, they didn't inherit their fortunes, they built them. This is called a meritocracy: you succeed based on merit.

Communism as an economic ideology didn't work on Americans. In general we didn't look at the rich guy and think, “I hate him, he's oppressing me, he's my enemy.” We thought, “I can do that, too.” We knew too many people who started out poor and got rich to hate the rich.

So Communism got us another way: through our culture. Instead of bourgeousie vs. proletariat, they sold us oppressor vs. oppressed. They convinced us our entire civilization was organized around this paradigm, and that the only way other people got power or esteem or anything good was by oppressing other people. Through decades of indoctrination they sold us – through our universities, this all starts on campus – the idea of white privilege. They took the jargon psychiatrists use to communicate with damaged people – grief trigger, trigger warning, safe space – and applied it to everyone. Meanwhile, they carefully omitted negative references to Communism, reducing Marxism to a literary critical theory that we now apply to every book we read. I'm a Literature major, and we cannot discuss a work in any of my courses without discussing race, class, gender, who is oppressed and who isn't. This is deliberate. It's by design. This is the way you're supposed to see the world.

Jordan B. Peterson, a clinical psychologist and professor at the University of Toronto, almost lost his job last year when he refused to comply with a university policy to ask students what pronouns they'd like to be referred to with. Peterson isn't an ideologue, he's a psychologist, and he knows that treating students like snowflakes is psychologically harmful to them. So he refused. And he doubled down. He started doing interviews and podcasts, and in one of his interviews he talks about this really fascinating built-in psychological trait common to all mammals, in which, when we hear a distress cry, we are sort of pre-programmed not only to respond to it and see the crying mammal as a victim, but also – and this is important – to view nearby mammals who don't respond to it as predators.

So if you cry “I'm offended, I'm triggered,” the natural instinct is for people to respond with “Oh, let me help you!” This tendency is especially endemic, according to Peterson, to women and people with low to average IQs. And anyone who doesn't respond that way is now viewed negatively – as a predator. This is why people think I'm such a bitch. Well, one of the reasons. When someone cries “I'm triggered,” my immediate response is, “So?” And that should be your response, too, because 9 times out of 10 these people are not in legitimate distress, but taking advantage of your natural mammalian tendency to respond to them positively.

Now you may be thinking, I heard your talks are super funny. That's why I came in here. When do you start making hilarious vagina jokes? You also might be thinking, what does all this have to do with abortion? We're getting to that.

There has been a tendency in recent years, as the inevitable happens and older pro-life leaders are replaced with younger ones, for the movement to end abortion to resemble more and more the social justice movement. At times it seems the branding, signage, and slogans of young prolife groups are almost indistinguishable from those of progressive social justice warrior causes like gay marriage and even reproductive choice.

I am here to warn you against this. You have been told that prolife is for everyone, and this is true. Ideally, everyone will be prolife one day. That's what we're working toward. Andrew Breitbart famously said, “Politics is downstream from culture,” and this is also true. Ten years ago gay marriage was a pipe dream for, as Milo puts it, “five bitchy gays.” Now it is so accepted that if you disagree with it it means you hate gay people, and because of that, the laws in many states have changed to accommodate this pervasive cultural tendency.

Many of you are here because you want to learn how to go back to campus and make all the prochoice students, from the default liberals like I was to the indoctrinated radical leftists, prolife. I am here to warn you, that if your goal is merely to make them prolife, you are going to fail.

I joined New Wave Feminists to rehabilitate feminism. That was our stated goal as I became active in the fledgling group in 2008. I wanted to Make Feminism Great Again. My mistake was in thinking it had ever been great. Women's suffrage was, for the most part, an equity movement that got women the vote and access to education and professional life. It may have been a foot on the road to the destruction of the family as women began leaving home for the workforce, but it remained a far cry from today's feminism. For one thing, it was prolife.

Modern post-Bolshevik Revolution feminism is and always has been a Marxist ideology designed to destroy the family by pitting women against men and children. By separating the basic building block of Western civilization into oppressors – men and children – and oppressed – women – Communists can destroy our free, small r republican society.

Imagine a castle on a hill. You want to take that castle down. You want to invade and destroy it and make it yours. That's a pretty imposing castle. It's a pretty tall order. You're gonna have to get a bunch of dudes, a bunch of those arrows with the flaming shit on the end, you're gonna have to lay siege, a bunch of you are gonna get killed, you'll get boiling oil on you... It's gonna suck, basically, and you'll probably fail.

Now imagine that instead of attacking this castle, all you have to do is send a spy into the factory where the bricks are made. Let's pretend castles are made of bricks, okay? Because other than that minor detail, this is a great analogy. Let's say you send your spy in with a little vial of a liquid, and when you pour that into the vat full of the brick mix, it makes the bricks faulty. They seem alright, but they're not alright. As a matter of fact, those bricks are so faulty, that as you're sitting there looking at that big castle on the hill, all you have to do is walk up to the castle with a hammer, smack the wall once, and it comes crumbling down all by itself.

That castle is Western civilization. Those bricks are the family. And the liquid in that vial is feminism.

I could do a whole hour-long speech refuting the basic claims of feminism, from the wage gap myth to rape culture on campus. I could do an hour long speech about the many ways in which men – yes, even and maybe especially evil straight white men – have it worse than women. I could probably convince you that American women of all colors are the most privileged people on the planet.

But we're here to talk about ending abortion.

There was a show on television called King of the Hill. And there was one episode where Bobby, the little boy, got really into Christian ROCK. His mom was all for it, because she was just happy her boy was into Jesus. But the dad, old uptight Hank Hill, wasn't into it. And the entire episode you're sitting there thinking, c'mon Hank, lighten up! So there's a little bit of ROCK involved. He's still loving Jesus!

At the end of the episode Hank takes his son into the garage and hands him this box and says open it up. And inside the box are all these lame old things that Bobby used to think were cool. Like, imagine Pokemon being in that box in like ten years, although Pokemon may never die, it seems. But Bobby looks at all these old toys and says, “Yeah, these are lame, I was such a baby.”

And Hank says, “Son, one day soon, this Christian ROCK is going to go into this box. And I don't want Jesus going in there with it.”

The problem with making prolife a component of social justice warrior ideology is twofold. The first and most obvious is that the SJWs are being rejected. They are becoming the laughing stock of regular people who know how to work YouTube. It's the Trigglypuff effect. When SJWism – the hard-core cultural Marxism trickling out from campus – is soundly defeated by people like me and hopefully you, I don't want prolife to be part of what goes in the box with them.

The other problem concerns why I'm no longer a feminist of any kind – not New Wave, not dissident, not equity. Friedrich Nietzsche said, “When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.” Well, when you try to infiltrate culture, sometimes it infiltrates you. In trying to rehabilitate and reclaim feminism, I submersed myself in feminism, and caught some feminism. I started realizing it the day after the election, watching reactions from feminists, and realizing they had divorced themselves from reality completely. In some ways, so had I. I immersed myself in studying feminism's roots and claims, and realized I had been duped. Feminism was never about equality.

We saw proof of that two days ago at the Women's March. Having run out of Communist institutions to follow, as Communism fails around the globe, feminists are now aligning themselves with radical Islam, the last major anti-Western power. One of the march organizers, Linda Sarsour, has family ties to terrorist group Hamas. She publicly condemned Brigitte Gabriel and Ayaan Hirsi Ali – women who narrowly escaped Islam with their lives – saying they did not deserve to be called women, and did not deserve to have vaginas. This is especially egregious because Ali is a victim of female genital mutilation. Women at the march were encouraged to wear American flags as hijabs. This was seen as empowering because in the United States women can choose to wear one or not, but it ignores the fact that in many Muslim countries wearing the hijab or the niqab or the burqa is not a choice. It is required by law, sometimes on pain of physical punishment, and that holds true even in the US within some Muslim families, where the women are not permitted to not be covered.

If it's not a choice, folks, it's not virtue. It's just saving your ass.

The feminist alliance with radical Islam is proof that feminism was never for women – it was and is for feminists. Feminists and Islamists have the same goal: the destruction of Western society. Feminism tells us that a woman is only free if she is free of the family – including and especially the child within her womb. Only a truly evil and fascistic ideology would seek to convince a woman that the child inside her – which, in the vast majority of cases, came to be there due to her willing participation in sexual intercourse – is nothing more than disposable waste. That it is, in fact, her oppressor. To turn the woman against her own child is bad enough, but then to convince her this is a right that is being threatened by men in an attempt to oppress her – you have to admit it's brilliant.

A few years ago I published a post on the Live Action News blog called “An Open Letter to Post Abortive Women.” In it I encourage women to contact me so I can help them find resources. I tell them they are loved, that there is help and forgiveness waiting for them. I've gotten emails pretty steadily since it was published, but in the past year the pace has picked up. I get about one every couple of weeks.

These women and their dead children are victims of feminism and the cultural Marxism from which it springs. Just as surely as the soldiers and peasants starved or shot on the Siberian tundra, these grieving women and their murdered children are the desired result of Communism, a stepping stone on the way to the destruction of our civilization. It is no accident that Eastern European countries, where the legacy of Communism holds cultural sway, has some of the highest abortion rates in the world.

It will prove impossible, I'm afraid, to take a scalpel and cut abortion out of the cultural Marxist worldview and cram prolife in its place. The organism will reject the organ. The sanctity of an individual human life is an alien concept to the collectivists, who have proven over and over their willingness to sacrifice the individual life for the imaginary “greater good,” which of course never comes.

As you go back to campus seeking to make your classmates prolife, I commend you, and I hope and pray for your success. But remember: abortion is a piece of a greater whole. It is one organ in the organism. To defeat abortion, you must defeat cultural Marxism. You must tell the truth. You must refuse to capitulate. You must speak up. You must defend the West, the greatest civilization the world has ever created, from those who attempt to destroy it from the inside out.

Of course I've run out of time telling you about cultural Marxist feminism so if you want to know how to defeat it, you'll need to visit my blog, preferably every single day, at chroniclesofradness.com. Thank you all for being here, and I have time for a few questions.




Thursday, January 5, 2017

The Dumb Little HuffPo That Got Rekt By Ann Coulter: A Bedtime Story

Okay, boys and girls. Snuggle down tight into your beds, shut your little mouths, and listen to this story about a ridiculous website that one day decided to spread incendiary and baseless gossip about a public figure and got very badly burned for their trouble.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful blonde goddess named Ann Coulter.



Because she was not only lovely, but brilliant, she was waiting with bated breath for the evil dick Obama to be dethroned and replaced by the rightful God-Emperor, Donald J. Trump.

For a whole year, every single day, Ann tweeted out the number of days left in Obama's vile and corrupt reign.

On January 5, 2017, Ann tweeted "14!" The day before that she had tweeted "15!" The next day she would tweet, "13!" But that day, there were 14 days left of Obama's craptastic rule, so she tweeted "14!"




But who should spy this cryptic tweet but a "journalist" at the Huffington Post! This poor journalist named Jenna, who was kicked in the head by a mean billy goat as a child, was unable to reason or use the Internet. So she assumed what any brain-damaged woman would assume: the "14" Ann tweeted was a reference to white supremacy.


During what semester of journalism school do you learn how to do a google search and pick a result at random before getting on with your insane speculating?

You see, Neo-Nazis on Twitter had responded with glee in the hopes that Ann's message was a coded reference to the "14 words" sacred to their weird little tribe. And that was all the proof Jenna needed to speculate that Ann Coulter was finally coming out as a Nazi. I mean, why else would she tweet this random number OUT OF NOWHERE?!

When the lovely Ann caught wind of this nonsense, she rekt on Jenna and the gullible HuffPo readers super hard.

Enjoy the following screen grabs, children! Then sleep tight knowing this was just a bedtime story, and nothing this fucking insane and retarded could ever happen in the real world.









THE END.