It’s Snow Joke
The first snowfall isn’t magical; it’s a mess and always has been. Clean roads turn grimy overnight, coated with cinder, ash and salt that seemingly sticks around until April.
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The first snowfall isn’t magical; it’s a mess and always has been. Clean roads turn grimy overnight, coated with cinder, ash and salt that seemingly sticks around until April.
Here we go. New York City has decided to go full-on Bolshevik. The citizens of the Big Apple decided they wanted free stuff more than freedom.
Back before Gore-Tex, Thinsulate, and whatever synthetic miracle-fiber the tactical catalogs are pushing this year, real hunters marched into the November woods wrapped in wool—heavy, scratchy, bulletproof-to-the-cold wool.
Let’s be honest: this season is a pressure cooker disguised with twinkly lights. Credit cards get maxed out, travel is miserable, food is overpriced, and somehow every family expects you to teleport between states so you can sit at a table with your cousin who still thinks you “changed after high school.”
Listen up, cadets — your dusty old institution is under siege… from me, the world’s most offended armchair critic. As someone who’s never fired a rifle, never been marched at 5 a.m., and whose greatest battle was choosing between oat milk or almond at Starbucks, I hereby launch my campaign to transform West Point into Soy Boy University — the safe space you never knew you wanted.
If we’re going to call the AR the “Modern Sporting Rifle,” let’s stop pretending it should be chambered in something that looks like it came out of a Pez dispenser.
The commies, who are the ideological soul of the Democrat party, demanded war with MAGA. Devoted worker bee Chucky Schumer gave the collective what he thought they wanted. Only now the commies are sharpening their knives and debating who will get to shiv Chucky first.
The Dems are absolutely freaking out about the investigations and indictments of everyone involved in telling us we don’t get to elect who we want. In one of the most brazen examples of projection I have ever seen, the Dems are accusing President Trump of trying to be a king.
Picture this: a Pentagon conference room full of brass so weighed down with medals they can barely sit upright. A stack of PowerPoints taller than the Washington Monument. Coffee so bad it makes MRE sludge taste gourmet. The mission? Pick America’s next service pistol. The result? They chose a pistol that might decide to shoot you before you even draw it.
Dear Karen, We need to talk. Not about your latte, not about your emotional support Yorkie, and not about your urgent need to “speak to the manager.” This is an educational intervention.
Two hundred years ago, a gloomy English preacher named Thomas Malthus did some math and decided the human race was doomed. People, he warned, breed like rabbits while food grows like turnips.
I’d like to suggest that Swedish school girls stop losing sleep over the climate change boogeyman under their beds, because there’s another “hockey stick” that’s going to beat us to death, long before our coastal cities sink beneath the rising seas.
Ruy Teixeira has an article in the Liberal Patriot (a contradictory name if ever there was one) entitled: The Climate Movement is Circling the Drain – That’s Great for Democrats! He convincingly argues that the climate change hysteria is dying out, but not so convincingly claims that this is a positive development for the Democrats.
Here’s the climate hysteria narrative in a nutshell: We have people of questionable motives, insisting that we are in the midst of a crisis, based on science they can’t validate, and using predictive models that provide the wrong forecasts.
It was a rainy afternoon in 2125, and the university coffee shop was buzzing with chatter and the smell of synthetic espresso. History 304: Pandemics and Policy Failures of the 21st Century had just let out, and a group of students huddled around a table, half-mocking, half-processing what they’d learned.
Picture this: the world’s largest office building, full of America’s best and brightest, all dressed alike (but slightly different camouflage patterns) and all supposedly fighting the same enemy. Except the enemy wasn’t foreign. It was our brother
I almost have the sense that Governor Newsom is engaging in a bit of propaganda in hopes that the public with entrust him with the reins of power — so he can play authoritarian himself for a few years.
China struts around with its Red Army. Washington struts around with the most expensive military on the planet—a force that burns through billions on drag shows at bases and PowerPoints about pronouns.
I know I’m not supposed to be covetous, but I must admit, I’m sinfully envious of Donald Trump’s powers of suggestion. He has Jedi Knight level control over the behavior of the Dems.
Larry Elder has a great article out entitled “The Cure for Trump Derangement Syndrome? Success!” It got me wondering: What is the recovery rate for TDS?