Birthday

 

The age of sixty one hits me today.  I now qualify as a dirty old man.  On this day in 1960 I was born.  There were no signs and portents in the sky and the most important thing to happen on that day was a performance by a garage band from Liverpool in a West German strip joint.

A copy of The Sensuous Dirty Old Man by "Doctor A" (Issac Asimov) would be nice.

I'm so old that I remember when Saturday Night Live was actually funny.  I'm so old that I remember when The Blue Danube was a waltz and not a soundtrack for spaceflight. 

Thought For The Day

Even though I was an open and public critic of Adolf Hitler and National Socialism I will be described as a Nazi by the Mainstream Media.  I also said openly and in public that reading an important piece of White Nationalist literature was like swimming in raw sewage.  But I will be described by the Mainstream Media as a White Nationalist.

Punishing a man for an act he did not commit is unjust. Imprisoning a man for speaking the truth is tyrannical. Disarming the citizens -- who are the sovereign authority of the nation -- is treason.  To say anything more would require the extensive use of barracks language.  There's no such thing as "common sense gun control." those who are in favor of banning firearms are enemies of Humanity and should be treated in the Nuremberg style, from the neck until dead.  And there's no limit to what a Statist can do to a disarmed victim.

Fun With Friday

This following statement is forwarded to us by Mark Urbin.

Back when there was an afternoon newspaper I delivered it after school.  I also spent the summer between high school and junior high working with other boys on an organized grass cutting project.  And during high school and tech school I worked 10-12 hours a week doing light junitorial work after classes.  Apart from the paper route all of this was for the minimum wage of less than three dollars an hour.

I have nothing but contempt for the crybabies who complain about having to do menial labor.