Will only feature actual education, barring extreme circumstances. Stories like this one, about “students” in a third-world county and state going “virtual,” will not cut it. All of these children will be better off away from the “schools,” the longer away the better. The subject school system ranks in the bottom 10% of one of the dullest state’s in the disunion. What, really, is there to lose? And, given that American children account for less than 2% of the student population, there’s the who-really-cares factor. In this sad case, rather than repeat HOMESCHOOL!, let me just advise that electricity, indoor plumbing, and gasoline, while convenient, are not guaranteed.
Stand up and be PROUD, Boomers!
No, with things going the way they have, we have not heard much from Lee Greenwood lately. Now, it no longer matters.
We have, in honor of your g-g-generation…
From the Moon landings of NASA, to the war in Vietnam.
From the muddy fields of Woodstock, to protesting the bomb.
From civil rights in Georgia to the riots in LA,
Well there’s pride in every Boomer heart,
It’s time we stand and say:
I’m proud to be a Boomer ’cause this world was made for me.
And The Beatles were the greatest band in human history.
I’ll gladly stand up, lecture you, and tell you you’re no good,
Cause there ain’t no doubt I love myself
You’d Boomer if you could!
Now, go pillow yourselves.
THE FINAL COLUMN (of 2021)
Another year is almost in the books and THANK GOD 2021 is passing by.
Here are a few random thoughts about the end of one year and the coming of the next one.
If you enjoy these columns and/or my blog in general, then please make sure to bookmark the site. As I continue to de-link from post-modernity, one of the things on the chopping block might be the email “Follow” feature.
The columns found a new (old) home back here following my departure from the little paper that has since gone back to its roots. All’s well!
Much of the rest of my more recent posting consists of simple links to the PPN daily shows. These keep growing in popularity by leaps and bounds. I think it’s now safe to say it’s the biggest little prepper news podcast in the world. Look for bigger and better things with the show come sometime next year. Maybe be ready to $ubscribe.
Those of you who watch or listen to the show know that as of January the First, all talk of “COVID” will center entirely on the war aspects, the war crimes, and the prosecution of the same. This is my personal outlook as well. There will be no third year of this most insidious retardery for me and mine. If that’s not for you, then, by all means, take your tenth(?) booster, stroke out, and go away.
I did enjoy much of the past twelve months. In addition to watching the final death of the Old US, the hilarious victory of the Taliban in Afghanistan, the rise of the Anti-Globalist Alliance, and the continuing madness over the common cold, I cut substantial ties with a variety of idiots, heathens, headcases, and drunks. This will continue in 2022. I’m hoping that the phone goes in 2023, with the departure from electricity sometime before the end of the decade (irrespective of the general loss as the dead society slips through civil war into third-world darkness).
I fell in love with Gal Gadot this year! See, show him a beautiful and true woman, and even a curmudgeonly Luddite will see a beautiful and true woman in a sea of otherwise useless crap.
You too, I can tell. May’s Gal Gadot: Good, True, and Beautiful was by far the most popular column and post on the site this year. I stand by every word, though now I could add three times more!
*Yes, I am aware of this week’s “Illuminati Eye” photo(s). It’s 1) a joke, 2) she’s playing another role, or 3) see my original first paragraph about the sultriness. If – then – okay. No Gammas.
Did you know I have graduated to full, master curmudgeon? Yes. New powers to be wielded at will.
There has to be more fiction ahead. Maybe some more non-fiction. I have (or practically have) a “real” publisher now. Stand by the credit cards and so forth.
Part of this year has been difficult because I maxed out on many important topics. I look forward to new energy in the coming months. I might even repeat a few of those topics, perhaps repeatedly.
Before I get to the next random thing, I remembered that nearly three years ago I wrote something for that
deceased rerooted little paper about other little papers – three small-town news outfits that then still got the job done. We’re down to one now. Keep the Rocket Blowing, gents and gals.
A very few of you who attended university with me in another distant century might recall my mocking relabeling of UGA’s Red & Black newspaper as the “Gay & Black” – owing to the target demographics as gleaned from the articles. For whatever reason, the other week I read a little from the
Red & Black Gay & Black. Very little has changed… But I did find out that the Dunkin Donuts on Prince recently suffered a fire. That made me think of several things.
For one, I’ll not ever need to read the G&B again. For another, I’m no longer impressed with UGA. At all. In fact, around the time these digital pages go dark and a little manual typewriter starts hammering, I foresee a series of degrees, diplomas, and certificates being renounced.
For yet another thing: what memories from the Dunkin Donuts on Prince! The one that came rushing back was about a morning some years ago. We’ll say it was 1979. This was, by the way, before Fred the Baker started rising before dawn to “make the donuts.” While en route to the mountains, an old class-C RV pulled into the Dunkin lot from Milledge. My old man and my mom’s dad went inside for sugar and caffeine. I stayed up in the comfy, spacious bed over the cab, where all the cool kids rode in old Winnebegos back in the day. It was lethally dangerous and yet, somehow, we all survived.
We were stronger then. We had a little left of that thing called freedom. We had more affordable donuts too. Now, we have a crime against humanity, freaks destroying higher education, and a citizenry too stupid to really notice or care. Then again, we also have Mrs. Gadot. And the promise of another new year. We have these grand words of grumpy nostalgic wisdom. Not so bad, now, is it?
Happy New Year, 2022! Onward.
One would have to be utterly retarded to allow a homicidal AI spy bot into one’s home. Especially a home with children in it.
The girl’s mother posted a tweet on Monday describing how her daughter had been doing some cold-weather indoor challenges set by a phys. ed. teacher on YouTube and was seeking another one. To the woman’s shock, Alexa suggested a “simple” task it had found on the web, whereby the participant “plug[s] in a phone charger about halfway into a wall outlet, then touch[es] a penny to the exposed prongs.”
It has it all – a tweetz, Youboob, and AI Alexa the evil robot. The real surprise here is that a modern student was exercising. Might I suggest the old hammer-Alexa-to-pieces challenge?
Overcoming tech problems for you –
They’ve probably already adjusted his meds, but fake president Brandon was correct that there are no federal solutions to the war and crime against humanity unleashed by the federal dark state.
“One word of concern or encouragement for your team is that as you look towards federal solutions that will help alleviate the challenge, make sure that we do not let federal solutions stand in the way of state solutions,” Hutchinson said. “The production of 500 million rapid tests that will be distributed by the federal government is great, but obviously that dries up the supply chain for the solutions that we might offer as governor.”
“There is no federal solution. This gets solved at the state level,” Biden responded, before mentioning another Republican governor.
The States need to dispense with this testing, hoaxing retardation, and prepare for prosecutions of the various war criminals. I suggest they work with Russia, China, and the rest of the anti-Globalist Alliance. The odds of the ICC or some other compromised international body doing anything are slim. Then again, there was no existing independent structure (or law) before Nuremberg either.