Personal History

I was once a member of the Libertarian Party.

Changing the subject's a standard tactic that's taught at Toastmasters.  For those of you who aren't familiar with Toastmasters International it's a group that teaches the techniques of public speaking which in practice means teaching dull and boring people to be even more tedious, dull, and boring.  How do I know this?  Well, my participation in Toastmasters was strongly recommended by the Chairman and the Treasurer of the Libertarian Party of Minnesota during my brief involvement with them.  To make a long story short (too late) I was called upon to speak for two minutes on a subject that I knew nothing about.  The usual technique for dealing with this situation was to either change the subject or make up something to say.  This to me was the height of rudeness Instead I stood up and said this:

Mr. President, fellow Toastmasters, and honored guest, I have absolutely nothing to say on this subject.  Thank you.

And then I sat down.  The Chairman and the Treasurer of the LP-MN continued to pester me about attending Toastmasters until I found and ran off copies of a short story in STARLOG magazine of all places that mocked the organization.  I never heard a word from either of them on the subject after that.

 

On Leadership

A bit over a century ago this nation was governed by rational citizens who in turn were led by men that performed their civic and military duties in a manner commensurate with their social standing.

For example:

But today we are subject to the literal whims of creatures with absolutely no understanding of Human Life or of the responsibilities of citizenship.  They scream and throw temper tantrums that would embarrass an actual child while making demands that're absolutely insane.  Their ignorance of ethics and economics lead to demands that could only be enforced by those with an total lack of conscience such as Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge.  This is the face of our new rulers:

Non sentient animals who deserve only our contempt.  But these walking brain death cases didn't appear out of nowhere.  Their precursors and actual mothers had made themselves known.  When I was an active member of the Libertarian Party a group of the precursors made an appearance at a Tax Day protest:

Who, you may ask, are the Art Sluts? 

Once upon a time ago (during Gulf War I) when I was an active member, the Libertarian Party of Minnesota was holding their Tax Day demonstration by the west entrance of the Minneapolis post office. We were handing out our party theft day literature to our fellow victims of socialist compassion. I was at the time wearing a dress shirt and tie to distinguish myself the Grassroots Party in their more proletarian garb. This didn't always succeed, as there was one woman who thought I was pothead and exhibited a near-psychotic fear of same. 

But since the Grassroots crowd were a bunch of socialists perhaps that fear wasn't so irrational. 

At about ten p.m., a dozen (my estimate, I didn't get an exact count) female humanoids (they were shaped like females) in tight black somethings came marching by wearing gas masks (not something one would want to wear in cold weather) and big--like three foot wide--yellow bows with price tags marked "$60,000,000,000" They were handing out little red cards identifying themselves as "Sluts for Peace/Art/Humanity/Sanity and the Earth". (With a name like that, did they really expect to be taken seriously?)

One side of their card read:

Midnight approaches. Let's talk about death and taxes. (They weren't very talkative) How much did you pay? For what? We see red. (One really can't see very much in a gas mask.)

The other side of the card read as follows:

Stay where you are now silent, or
Let us assist you in asking
Universal Questions about life.
This is it, our only life on earth;
Speak to your heart.

Now if they really wanted an emotional conversation (Oh wow man! Reason! What a concept!) the least they could have done was to leave a phone number where they could be reached. As it is, this was simply another instance of mindless posturing, (possibly a "New Age" voodoo ceremony or a audition for a NEA or other government arts grant) interfering with rational political discourse. I had to explain to someone that I was not one of the Art Sluts before he would take one of our Libertarian theft day fliers. At the time I thought that at future demonstrations I should wear my BDU Woodland pattern cammo jacket. 

Nonsense is nonsense.

 

Personal History And Political Privilege

I once lived in a single room in a house on the corner of 24th Street and Humboldt Avenue.  I once was a member of the Libertarian Party of Minnesota.  I once parked a car on 24th Street.  My driver's license and street address was on Humboldt Avenue.  A member Minneapolis municipal soviet exercised her political privilege and had my car towed.  She was a member of the Democratic Farmer Labor party of Minnesota.

A politically privileged son of a DFL state representative blew though a stop light and killed five people.  This is wrong.

Personal History

I was once a member of the Libertarian Party.

Changing the subject's a standard tactic that's taught at Toastmasters.  For those of you who aren't familiar with Toastmasters International, it's a group that teaches the techniques of public speaking, which in practice means teaching dull and boring people to be even more tedious, dull, and boring. How do I know this?  Well, my participation in Toastmasters was strongly recommended by the Chairman and the Treasurer of the Libertarian Party of Minnesota during my brief involvement with them.  To make a long story short (too late), I was called upon to speak for two minutes on a subject that I knew nothing about.  The usual technique for dealing with this situation was to either change the subject or make up something to say.  This to me was the height of rudeness, Instead I stood up and said this:

Mr. President, fellow Toastmasters, and honored guest, I have absolutely nothing to say on this subject.  Thank you.

And then I sat down.  The Chairman and the Treasurer of the LP-MN continued to pester me about attending Toastmasters until I found and ran off copies of a short story, in STARLOG magazine of all places, that mocked the organization.  I never heard a word from either of them on the subject after that. 

I was also once a member of the Special Forces Underground and a writer for The Resister.

Back in April of 1994 when we still used dial up modems and held discussions in USENET newsgroups someone named Carol posted the following about The Resister on TALK.POLITICS.GUNS:

hold on there! before anybody subscribes, READ one of these things. i mean, the ENTIRE thing. i've read four or five over the last year and it all seems ok for a time. get way down into the guts of the thing and you start finding racial/racist crap.

I immediately replied:

Gee-Gosh-Wow "carol!" Could you *please* explain to us how you managed to read "four or five" issues "over the last year" of a newsletter that only been in print for *nine* months when I am still eagerly awaiting my grey copy of the fourth issue?

BTW, what is the number of your CPUSA membership card?

There is only one race on this planet -- THE HUMAN RACE.

A tribal collectivist -- be he a member of the Black congressional Caucus or of the National Socialist German Workers Party -- is someone who treats his particular ethnic heritage as an license to subjugate, plunder, and massacre anyone who is not part of his collective.

Tribal collectivists claim that they are exempt from the rules of civilized society. Let us take they at their word and cast them out of civilization and into the garbage dump of history.

Carol didn't reply.  But an idiot from Canada did:

She has better mail service than you?

Is it a monthly or bi-monthly set-up? If so, then 9 months will, in fact produce "four or five issues"...

What the HELL are you blathering about?! She's SLAMMING it for racism! You know, using a "particular ethnic heritage as a[n] license to subjugate plunder and massacre anyone who is not part of his collective"? Read the whole post before you go ballistic. You'll look like less of a clot...

As you can see, this idiot with delusions of mental superiority wasn't paying attention.

I responded:

Here are some clues *tovarish*:

1. I quoted the WHOLE post.

2. Since the "stupid cow" (as one of my friends called her) didn't give a specific citation for her accusation I assumed that the criticism (to put it politely) of the Black Congressional Caucus was one of the points that she was referring to. The RESISTER also condemns mandatory racial discrimination A.K.A "affirmative action."

3. The RESISTER is a quarterly newsletter. I am a subscriber. I am also the person responsible for posting the ASCII text of each issue on t.p.g. I receive e-mail and phone calls from people who believe that I actually have contact with the Special Forces Underground.

I once received a call from Tim Kern, a radio talk show host from Colorado (his program is syndicated by the USA Patriot Network, M-F 0500-0700 MT on Galaxy 6, Transponder 14, Audio 5.8 wideband) asking me if I could put him in touch with the SFU. Needless to say, I couldn't.

4. CPUSA = Communist Party USA.

5. *GEE-GOSH-WOW* Comrade Don!!! If you didn't sleep through classes you might know that *Racial Polylogism* was a distinguishing characteristic of the dogma of German National Socialism. That *Aryan Logic* told them that they were the MASTER RACE and that they could do anything they bloody well wanted to members of all other races. Any objections raised were dismissed as non-Aryan (English, Jewish, etc.) logic and thus were not binding upon themselves.

*Der Afrikanererstaznazis* of the Black Caucus refuse to accept the fact that chattel slavery was perpetrated by both Whites and Blacks. Blacks in Africa would raid neighboring tribes and sell their prisoners to White and Arab slave traders.

Instead, Black tribal collectivists choose to treat chattel slavery as the act of the "White Race" inflicted upon the "Black Race." treating this as a blank check to gain plunder and favors at the expense of non-blacks. Ignoring of course the fact that price for the sin of chattel slavery has already been paid -- IN BLOOD.

Unfortunately the vile institution of slavery was not destroyed but was instead nationalized. The program of the Democratic Party since the reign of Woodrow Wilson has been to inflict the German form of socialism (begun under Otto Von Bismarck and taken to its ultimate conclusion under Hitler) upon America. Hitler called his doctrine "Marxism without the Talmudic frills." What we have under the Clintonistas is National Socialism without the Aryan frills.

The dumb as a brick Marxists are still out there. 

 

 

 

A Statement On Drug Policy

The Drug Cartels, the organizations that produce and smuggle hard drugs for distribution and sale in the United States are using a series of increasingly sophisticated techniques to bring their wares into our country.  As a consequence the cost of enforcing the prohibition on the sale and use of the same hard drugs has risen to virtually astronomical levels.

What's to be done?

Let's start by examining how the mess began.

One theory is that at the repeal of Prohibition, the insane attempt to ban the consumption of alcohol, there were a mass of federal agents looking for work.  And by looking for work, I mean the acquisition of another federal job, not an actually honest job doing real work.  The appalling employment situation in the civilian sector during The Depression may not have been a factor here.  They're federal government employees after all.  Another factor was that the unholy alliance of Holy Rollers and Progressives still believed in the social control attempted in Prohibition.  They refused to understand that real virtues, such as sobriety, can't be enforced at the point of a gun.  Instead the unholy coalition sought to deny their error and instead inflict another mistake on our nation with another insane act of legislation. 

Hard drugs such as Cocaine and Heroin were developed by pharmaceutical companies as proper pain suppression medicines.  At the time there was only a minor subculture in existence that abused these medicines.  But the fact that there were only that a small number of people abused these medicines, and that the negative social impact was nonexistent, didn't stop the those lobbying for unemployed Prohibition agents and moral morons from pushing the clearly necessary legislation.

The mass of politicians faced with being held to account for Prohibition and the Great Depression needed a sacred cause to restore their exalted position with the electorate.  The prohibition of hard drugs along with Marijuana fit the bill.  At first there was no clearly discernible adverse effects.  Some users switched back to alcohol to destroy themselves while others remained undetected.  The task of a federal agent was a government job after all.

Cocaine was still administered under medical supervision.  By one report President Roosevelt received a dose from his doctor later in the afternoon on the Infamous Day, and quite frankly I don't blame him at all.

But there were still users of hard drugs and therefore a market.  The manufacture only required a  simple knowledge of chemistry that an upper level of criminal could understand and the early suppression efforts were only a jobs program and therefore a joke.  But the street level pushers were only receiving a minimum income at best.  They had to expand their user base in order to increase their income.

The increase in the number of discernible users in turn provoked a call for tighter enforcement which in turn increased the cost drug pushing.  The self-reinforcing cycle continued to gain more power until the present absurd situation has come to effect.

So what's to be done?

The absolute first thing that must be understood is that no actual virtue, in this case cleanness from drugs, can never be imposed at gunpoint.  The only person who ever stop a drug user is the user himself.  He has to recognize the fact that he is destroying himself, and only he can make the decision and act to save himself.

With the pretense of morality buried we must then legalize the hard drugs and Marijuana.  The specialized enforcers of the drug laws can be retired, retrained and reassigned to real police positions, or simply fired.  Legalization will have the beneficial effect of reducing federal spending at the same time.  A further effect will be to cut off the federally mandated stream of funding to the Drug Cartels.  Criminals simply can't compete on pricing with a business that has no overhead costs associated with operating in a black market.  Criminal organizations will be faced with the alternatives of legitimization or bankruptcy, but that's their problem.

With the subsequent drop in drug prices the pressure to commit crimes to pay for the addiction will be relieved.  But again the only valid solution to drug addiction is for the user to end it himself.  The legalization of hard drugs won't solve all of the associated problems of usage but it will restore government to the proper mission of defending our lives.  And it will make he situation better for everyone in general.

I fully acknowledge the fact that this was the position of the Libertarian Party.  I was an active member of the Libertarian Party.  But the Libertarian Party in fact is a joke.

Changing The Subject

Changing the subject's a standard tactic that's taught at Toastmasters.  For those of you who aren't familiar with Toastmasters International, it's a group that teaches the techniques of public speaking, which in practice means teaching dull and boring people to be even more tedious, dull, and boring. How do I know this?  Well, my participation in Toastmasters was strongly recommended by the Chairman and the Treasurer of the Libertarian Party of Minnesota during my brief involvement with them.  To make a long story short (too late), I was called upon to speak for two minutes on a subject that I knew nothing about.  The usual technique for dealing with this situation was to either change the subject or make up something to say.  This to me was the height of rudeness, Instead I stood up and said this:

Mr. President, fellow Toastmasters, and honored guest, I have absolutely nothing to say on this subject. Thank you.

And then I sat down.  The Chairman and the Treasurer of the LP-MN continued to pester me about attending Toastmasters until I found and ran off copies of a short story, in STARLOG magazine of all places, that mocked the organization.  I never heard a word from either of them on the subject after that.

A Fact

Adolf Hitler and those who followed him, including the camp guards, gas chamber operators, and the SS-einstazgruppen on the Eastern Front, believed they were the good guys.  So does Hillary Clinton and those that follow her seriously believe they are the good people.

I will never vote for a Democrat and apart from my flirtation with the Libertarian Party I voted straight Republican.

Free Tommy Robinson.

Statement On Drug Policy

A basic virtue of standing for a political office independently of a party affiliation is that I do not have to run on their platform or record.  And in the case of Drug Policy the burden of their massive idiocy is unbearable.

The Drug Cartels, the organizations that produce and smuggle hard drugs for distribution and sale in the United States are using a series of increasingly sophisticated techniques to bring their wares into our country.  [LINK HERE]  As a consequence the cost of enforcing the prohibition on the sale and use of the same hard drugs has risen to virtually astronomical levels.

What is to be done?

Let us start by examining how the mess began.

One theory is that at the repeal of Prohibition, the insane attempt to ban the consumption of alcohol, there were a mass of federal agents looking for work.  And by looking for work I mean the acquisition of another federal job -- not an actually honest job doing real work.  The appalling employment situation in the civilian sector during The Depression may not have been a factor here.  They are federal government employees, after all.*

Another factor was that the unholy alliance of Holy Rollers and Progressives still believed in the social control attempted in Prohibition.  They refused to understand that real virtues, such as sobriety, cannot be enforced at the point of a gun.  Instead the unholy coalition sought to deny their error and instead inflict another mistake on our nation with another insane act of legislation.

Hard drugs such as Cocaine and Heroin were developed by pharmaceutical companies as proper pain suppression medicines.  At the time there was only a minor subculture in existence that abused these medicines.

But the fact that there only  a small number of people abused these medicines, and that the negative social impact was non-existent, did not stop the those lobbying for unemployed Prohibition agents  and moral morons from pushing the clearly necessary legislation.

The mass of politicians faced with being held to account for Prohibition and the Great Depression needed a sacred cause to restore their exalted position with the electorate.  The prohibition of hard drugs along with Marihuana fit the bill.

At first there was no clearly discernible adverse effects.  Some users switched back to alcohol to destroy themselves while others remained undetected.  The task of a federal agent was a government job after all.

And Cocaine was still administered under medical supervision.  By one report President Roosevelt received a dose from his doctor later in the afternoon on the Infamous Day.  And quite frankly I don't blame him at all.

But there were still users of hard drugs and therefore a market.  The manufacture only required a  simple knowledge of chemistry that an upper level of criminal could understand and the early suppression efforts were only a jobs program and therefore a joke. But the street level pushers were only receiving a minimum income at best.  They had to expand their user base in order to increase their income.

The increase in the number of discernible users in turn provoked a call for tighter enforcement which in turn increased the cost drug pushing.  The self-reinforcing cycle continued to gain more power until the present absurd situation has come to effect.

So what is to be done?

The absolute first thing that must be understood is that no actual virtue, in this case cleanness from drugs, can every be imposed at gunpoint.  The only person who ever stop a drug user is the user himself.  He has to recognize the fact that he is destroying himself.  And only he can make the decision and act to save himself.

With the pretense of morality buried we must then legalize the hard drugs and Marihuana.  The specialized enforcers of the drug laws can be retired, retrained and reassigned to real police postions, or simply fired.

Legalization will have the beneficial effect of reducing federal spending at the same time.  A further effect will be to cut off the federally mandated stream of funding to the Drug Cartels.  Criminals simply cannot compete on pricing with a business that has no overhead costs associated with operating in a black market.  Criminal organizations will be faced with the alternatives of legitimization or bankruptcy, but that's their problem.

With the subsequent drop in drug prices the pressure to commit crimes to pay for the addiction will be relieved.  But again the only valid solution to drug addiction is for the user to end it himself.

The legalization of hard drugs will not solve all of the associated problems of usage but it will restore government to the proper mission of defending our lives.  And it will make he situation better for everyone in general.

I fully acknowledge the fact that this was the position of the Libertarian Party.  I was an active member of the LP.  But the LP in fact is a joke.


* Gosh, I'm such a cynic.

   

Insane Idea

Once upon a time ago when I was active in the Libertarian Party I decided to run for the opposite of progress in the Fifth Congressional district of Minnesota. The district at the time consisted solely of the City of Minneapolis and was locked up by the DFL Party* as a safe seat. Even though I could not turn in enough signatures to get on the ballot I did receive about twenty write in votes in that election.

This morning I thought: Why not try it again?

The current occupant of the seat is DFL member Keith Ellison, an open Muslim who made a show of taking the oath of office on President Jefferson's copy of the Koran. Which is akin to a Neo-Nazi taking the oath on Winston Churchill's copy of Mein Kampf. Furthermore the doctrine of Islam denies the validity of all real laws, including the Constitution and the Bill of Rights.

So in moral effect the Fifth District seat is empty.

A run for Congress in a closed district is clearly a quixotic act but with the legitimacy issue who knows what will happen?**

And yes, I will accept the endorsement of the Tea Party.


* Democratic Farmer Labor Party. Yes, it's every bit as bad as it sounds.

** Possibly a Soviet lobotomy after which the Donks will use me as a martyr for gun control. Nothing is too insane for those who value power.