This is not about gun control.
It’s about what drives the control freaks to want to deprive American citizens of the right to own this or that, do this or that, and say this or that.
I spent some time this week reading a chapter from a book about the madness behind the near-to-religious fanaticism in people who insist that we’re all doomed and the world is going to end tomorrow unless all of us agnostics and antitheorists kowtow to the New Religion of Climate Whoosiewhatsis. Some of the more flagrant cranks offered to strangle you in your bed.
Because it’s Lent, and because Easter falls on April Fool’s Day this year, I suggested some place else that people who wish to relieve themselves of the Burden of Unbelief spend some time (and substantial cash) in the company of the Monks of Carbon Apostasy.
I will happily include in that a visit to the Brethren of Guns ‘n’ Ammo Apostasy.
While I was poking fun at the hysterics of fanaticism and pseudo-religious fervor we witness in so-called liberals, I wasn’t too far off on the pseudo-religious aspect of it. “Catastrophe”, “worse than ever”, “doomsday” and other hyperbole connected to climate references is advertising language, used to sell a product which, in this case, is not just climate change, but rather disastrous climate change.
“Repent, and give us your money and you’ll be saved from this Looming Catastrophe!!! Algore needs more of your money, so send it!! All of it!!!”
Does anyone besides me remember Jim and Tammy Faye Baker?
It is baloney, and we all know it, but the uninformed, naïve twits who fall for that stuff swallow it as if it were chocolate syrup on vanilla ice cream. They are drawn into it because it provides them with some sort of pseudoreligious ecstasy. They become part of what they think is a Higher Order. This is not a joke. When you try talking to them in a reasonable way, to point out that the disaster hasn’t happened yet, and likely won’t, that they are being deceived, they refuse to listen, and either run off or start those lame-ass personal attacks.
It is the same thing with guns. The fact that no one is forcing the anti-gun crowd to buy, own, rent, touch or even look at a gun is immaterial. They don’t get that part at all, nor do they care. They insist on being terrorized by guns. It feeds their need for some kind of emotional fulfillment. Frankly, I doubt that the majority of them go to any religious edifice unless there’s a funeral – and even then, they’d probably rather have it in a gym. In a large enough edifice, they can wallow in their Worship of the Dead. Something is missing in their souls. Perhaps a visit to the confessional would help them.
We know exactly how, why, and when guns are pounced on by the media as horrifying objects at the very moment a shoot-shoot-bang-bang event occurs. The fact that the media as a group act worse than African jackals sniffing for blood and scrounging for scraps when something dies only emphasizes their blood lust. And they have that, in spades. They wallow in it. They are just as addicted to this lust for blood as a crackhead is addicted to crack cocaine, or a junkie who shoots up, or some kid stealing painkiller opioids from a medicine cabinet because he will do anything to get high.
What’s the source of this need to hammer the public about blood and gore? I’m not sure, but if you are familiar with real history, not the foppish made-up crap being taught now, you know that we humans as a species have a long, long trail of spilled blood, because we are apex predators, just like lions, bears, wolves and sharks. The Romans had organized theater for it in gladiatorial games. The sight and smell of bloodletting can make you randy, even if you won’t admit it to yourself. But now, we are more civilized. We have football and pizza instead of brutal sword fights and dormice pickled in grape leaves.
It isn’t something new. The media have always been like this, but the current crop of media mopes seems to have gone off the deep end into a cenote of blood thirstiness that would put Dracula and Caligula to shame. The ‘jump to a conclusion’ hysterics that followed immediately on the heels of the Parkland school shooting were too disgusting for words. It was like watching a kettle of vultures gathering in the sky, looking for a corpse to tuck into before the animal is even dead – except that vultures don’t do that. (No offense meant to vultures in general.)
It is not only the media that act this way, as individuals and brainless zombies. They can smell blood on the pavement long before it dries. They count on the same blood lust in their viewers. They know their audience well enough to throw these ghoul parties ‘Live! On TV!”
However, as we found very shortly after the choreographed hysterics, abusive displays of frightened children on live TV, and a complete lack of simple decency, the media were so completely wrong and so full of utter shit, that they completely lost any credibility they might ever have had.
How quickly did that story die away, once their falsehoods were exposed? Stepped on their own cranks, they did.
Further information was released on a daily basis and the massive errors by the Liberaltwits became nothing but an embarrassment to journalism. They made damned fools of themselves in the process, sending real journalism further down into the sewers. One can only hope that they will never recover from their own deceit, and that in fact, it will become worse and worse until they are fully exposed for what they are: the false front faggot-bearers for Totalitarianism.
The pseudo-religious hysterics also apply to the Guns & Ammo corner, and all things related to them as one liberal, self-involved, greedy politician after another jumps into the spotlight to try to blame inanimate objects for what people do. A gun cannot function without a human using it, any more than my 9 inch cast iron skillet can cook bacon without my putting bacon into it and turning on the stove. Ammo won’t load itself into a magazine, nor will my paring knives jump out of the kitchen drawers without assistance.
These transparent and lame attempts to promote fanaticism are not doing too well. They are slowly crumbling. I think that the Leftherds were counting on We the People as a group, being dumb enough to not think for ourselves, and they were wrong again.
We the People aren’t remotely the dumbasses that they think we are.
Nor are We the People as stupid as they are. We the People can still tell a hawk from a handsaw. They cannot.
Therefore, We the People must remain vigilant. We the People cannot afford to yield even one inch. Give them no quarter. We the People have a tough fight ahead of us, but we should be able to say ‘You should have seen the other guy.’
Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose… “Me and Bobby McGee” Writers: Fred L Foster / Kris Kristofferson
