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COLUMN: A Pleasant Unscripted Ramblin’

01 Friday Aug 2025

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A Pleasant Unscripted Ramblin’

 

Who, really, doesn’t love a good, old-fashioned gibbering about nothing in particular? Well, love it or not, like it or not, it’s all I have this week. I had high hopes for this one, but sometimes we must settle. 

I started a draft about Russia banning the de facto national religion of the GAE, but then I thought, “Why bother?” Indeed.

The late political circus idiocy of the former US is of little interest to me. So there was nothing there. I mean, it’s over, folks. Maybe it’s not time to move on just yet, but it’s probably a good time to start packing.

It’s hot as blazes this summer. But that’s most summers down here. The heat zaps a certain degree of my creativity, though I try to make up for it in other ways. Results vary. Et cetera. While great commercial success still eludes me, Judging Athena has turned into my first critically acclaimed and award-winning book. Thanks, readers and reviewers! The manuscript of AURELIUS, Tom Ironsides’s next hard-charging action novella is with Green Altar Books now. So there’s that. Once the heat and my mind settle a bit, I’ll be polishing the next literary installment and working on the drafts behind it. Due time, due time.

Rumor has it that children in Gaza took a break from starving to death to raise funds to buy some SlimFast for Randy Fine.

Generation X, I have some great news for you! I’ve been most privileged to read the first installment of a new American epic that will debut in January, Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome, Episode One: Bad Boy by Chris Orcutt. In fact, all American generations are in for a treat: a literal time warp back to the middle of the 1980s. It’s almost indescribably good. Much more on that soon.

As for other summer reading, I’ve done my usual. Some of it was great, some less so. A few reviews will be forthcoming. Right now, among several others, two notable novels I’m working on are The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehisi Coates and The Thorn and the Carnation by Martyr Yahya Sinwar. Both show great promise.

While one is never quite certain about these things, I fear I will miss the end-of-summer and fall fun up at the world’s greatest amusement park, Tweetsie Railroad. Of course, that doesn’t mean you have to. In August, kids of all ages will delight in The Ghost Riders in the Sky and Railroad Heritage Weekend. Come the middle of September, the Ghost Train starts those spooky night runs. All that is in addition to the usual merriment. 

And … that’s all I gotz. More and better soon. Quality will improve tomorrow. THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER!!!

Deo vindice.

[“COLUMN”]: A Few Quick Thoughts

18 Friday Oct 2024

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A Few Quick Thoughts

 

Things being what they are, what follows is about as close to a coherent set of thoughts as I could muster this week. No apologies, and don’t tempt me to start rerunning the old TPC Halloween stories or something. That’s not a threat … just another excuse. Quality will improve tomorrow!

Kazan is about to break wide open, and I sit many thousands of kilometers away. (I’m a little miffed about not receiving a VIP BRICS-PAY demo debit card. What’s going to happen next week will surely be newsworthy. So here’s to a potential rundown on the coming developments. For now, Jamal Wakim wrote an excellent short preview of what’s to come. Please read the whole thing at Katehon; here’s the last paragraph:

Thus, the world is currently at a turning point, symbolized by the BRICS summit to be held in Kazan, Russia. This summit is expected to make decisions that will accelerate the transition from a unipolar system to a multipolar one, marking the end of Western hegemony that began in the mid-18th century, as well as that of Zionist financial capitalism. This would explain the violent efforts by the United States, the neoconservatives, and Israel to slow down this transformation by intensifying conflicts in Ukraine, East Asia, and the Middle East.

Really wanted one of these…

(TASS, Telegram.)

Before the week got overly busy, I pondered writing something about the extreme difference between the GAE-MSM treatment of Evan Gershkovich, GAE spy, and Jeremy Loffredo, legitimate journalist. Gershkovich became a minor Boomertard celebrity, while I assume zero Boomercons had ever heard of Loffredo. Loffredo’s plight is more similar to that of the late Gonzalo Lira. Hopefully, his story will have a better ending than Lira’s. And the wheels on the bus go…

Most ‘Murikans have probably never heard of Yahya Sinwar, the now late leader of the Palestinian political party Hamas. If or when most of them realize who he was, then they’ll probably cheer the death of another “terrorist”. The Yankee-Zionist Axis is, of course, nothing if not retarded. And just how stupid can the IGF (“Israeli” Genocide Force) be to so flippantly release that video? (I trust most have seen the video, if not the following macabre pictures.) Virtually everyone outside the Empire, maybe 90% of the world’s population, has to admit Sinwar’s utter defiance until the very end almost looked like a scene from a superhero movie. Instead of a mockery, the IGF idiotically created a hyper Martyr. Salute, Brother Sinwar!

I saw somewhere that, in a ‘Murikan first, more Gen Z boys than girls have adopted or are leaning towards a civilized Christian life. May that a large percentage of the boys find suitable Christian girls and marry them. More girls, some of those still stuck in the death grip of liberal feminism, can be converted. Those who can’t can serve as reminders for future generations of what becomes of faithless cat ladies. Any leftover Christian boys—a good number of them anyway—could become Priests. All the new Priests could concentrate on bettering the spiritual and material lives of the new families. Soon Gen Z could give us another baby boom of great quantity and character. Again, that’s just a random notion; one will admit it makes more sense than, say, voting.

And that’s a wrap. More and hopefully better asap.

Deo vindice.

A Delayed Column?

23 Friday Aug 2024

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Obviously, for this week, yes. I’ve been a little busy and should have some interesting stuff coming asap. As for the week’s big write-up, I’ll try to cobble something simple tomorrow. P

UPDATE, 8/24/24: There will be nothing new this week.

(Maybe Not The Best) COLUMN: A Possible Multi-State Solution And Random Observations

15 Wednesday Nov 2023

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A Possible Multi-State Solution And Random Observations

 

Hello, it’s another excuse for a coherent column! I was loosely planning another installment in the tale of Pericles and Julia, neither of whom has a last name at this early point, but my loose plans stalled. I’ve been a little busy and last weekend I had a case of the sniffles.

I can only assume it was COVID as I know of the existence of no other respiratory illnesses. And it was COVID bad. As a stupid unvaccinated man, relying on antiquated notions about an “immune” system, and doomed to dark winters of despair, I died three times in as many days from the dread bat-borne bug. It is still from the bat, right? They haven’t uncovered any plans or recipes, have they? Raw bat salad at the Long John Silvers in the Wuhan Mall food court, if I remember correctly. Anyway, the good news is that every time one dies from C19, one gets a nifty “Thank You!” email informing one of one’s votes. Each time I died, I voted six times, in multiple jurisdictions, for [Deep State Sham Candidate “X” and/or Proxy, 2024]! As an American, I am not good with maths. But let’s see: died five times, multiplied by seven fake votes… I like to think I have done my part for climate change! (Almost four years of these lame jokes, I know.)

I thought of reintroducing a column I wrote for the Piedmont Chronicles over four years ago. It’s as relevant now as it was then, more so, in fact. But it can wait, perhaps for a grand update.

Look for a major development in Ukraine by or about the end of this year. Major development. There potentially looms another stellar defeat for the exceptional GAE.

The numbers in Occupied Palestine keep changing. Following the green flag events of October 7th, we were told some 1,400 Israelis were killed. It was soon lowered to 1,200. Last I checked, it was down again to about 1,000, the majority being combatants. The 40 decapitated babies story was, of course, just propaganda. There was, it appears, one infant fatality—a tragedy—though it is not clear whether that one baby was killed by Hamas. It seems the IDF was a little more active that fateful day than originally reported and that their actions, directly against the people they’re allegedly supposed to defend, tilted a little towards the false side of the flag. The number of dead Palestinian men, women, and children continues to soar without end. 

Perhaps you’ve heard talk from time to time about a “two-state” solution for Occupied Palestine. Talk is about as far as the concept ever gets. In truth, the GAE-led axis of evil might be pursuing a one-state solution. That state is tentatively known as “Greater Israel,” a cobbling land grab that would stretch from Egypt to Iran. That plan is in the process of failing—another brewing GAE defeat. But people still talk about the double-nation concept. And that gave me an idea.

The current, dying US is going to dissolve itself, probably sooner than later, along lines that are less than clear. The only prediction that makes sense is that California and large parts of the Southwest are either going back to Mexico or into a new state(s) aligned with Mexico. That leaves a lot of real estate and many millions of people in the lurch. Whether it’s 5, 10, 50, or 500 new rump states, I foresee a multi-state solution. The good news is that, again, there is a lot of land, pre-existing geographic subdivisions, more than enough resources, and space for all the various peoples and/or combinations of peoples in the former US. The bad news is that these are not the smartest people and they tend to like doing things the hard way. 

At times, I’ve given thought to trying to roughly work out a plan for how things might go, along a few different lines, for people, say, in the South. This is highly speculative. And it involves things like maps, demographics, math, and a hard look at reality. Sensing most people are not quite ready for all that, I keep putting it off while entertaining other endeavors. We still have some time and things aren’t so bleak yet. And there’s really no need today as I have lately learned that our time-traveling friends have departed 1859(!) … for 1607. Instead of saying that’s 252 years the wrong way, I’ll just work with it. 

1585 is as fine a year as any. A lost colony for a— Right! 1607 it is. Things were really much the same then as they are now. Spanish bankruptcy heralded the future total bankruptcy of the West. Groups are forever fighting over Aleppo. If you don’t build a defensive fort, angry savages will come to kill your children—though today they sport rainbows instead of feathers. We’ll soon witness the meeting and then the blissful wedding of Amonute Pocahontas and John Rolfe. Who doesn’t love a love story? Even if it ends in a fit of Smallpox on the Thames? Ah. 1607 was also the year the pinnace Virginia was built and launched. Of course, despite her name, she was the industrializing work of the proto-yankees, so maybe it’s a chapter best forgotten. It is said that around 1607, or maybe 1608, an old woman in northern India looked out at a sunset and dreamily said, “I hope someday a bunch of fools called Republicans help my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great granddaughter, a known pagan witch, become their leader and genocide half the world.”

Back in this century, I hear the known pagan witch wants to put me, you, and everyone else on her special list for “national security” and so forth. (Whatever, Lowcountry Jezebel.) Is it just me, or do you picture that demon thing from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom when you hear her name? Okay! We’re also anxiously awaiting a literary development of some worth. It’s my stealthy return to semi-academic writing and it will answer a burning question posed among the international intelligentsia. My answer is in professional editorial hands at the moment, though I am assured it’s only a matter of time. Вы прочтете это, когда оно будет готово. That, more Ponchiks, maybe some Christmas fiction, and more will get us closer to the new year. Quality will improve tomorrow.

Deo vindice. 

A Short Delay

25 Wednesday Oct 2023

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If you’re reading this, then there was a short delay with this week’s column and/or short fiction. Still working on a few ideas and I had some other things to attend to.

We’ll get to this week’s matters asap, which may put us a day or so closer to the schedule at Reckonin‘. Stay tuned – it’ll be good.

COLUMN: Is It Fall Yet?

23 Wednesday Aug 2023

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Is It Fall Yet?

 

No, it is not. A great friend and force of Reckonin’ emailed me a Faulkner quote recently about those few magical days that come along in August with a cool hint of the approaching autumn. I replied to her that while I used to relish those days, sadly, these days, I just drift right through them unaware. I may have missed them again, though it’s hard to tell. The pleasant-looking (in a light, at an angle) suburban small town where I exist is caught in a slew of 100-degree-ish days and concurrent warm, sticky nights. 

Hello, it’s another excuse for a column. Quality will improve tomorrow, maybe in two months or thirty degrees. Etc. 

I drafted two full alternatives to this ramble, but I simply could not pull the trigger on either of them. The first was a socioeconomic assessment of the lyrics of “Rich Men North of Richmond.” The second was a follow-up fictional report from your CSA Ambassador to Russia. The latter dealt with the subject matter of the former, set against the 2023 BRICS+ meeting in Johannesburg. I had not previously (seriously) contemplated the possibility of a preemptive ticket-taking plant, though I am unsurprised by it. The meeting in SA is, of course, very real. It’s of great importance to those out in the free world and of great consternation to the “rich men.” 

My news feed has a hiccup! I swear I saw a rehashing of a rerun about Donald Trump being indicted for something or another. At the gym, I imagined that one of the CIA-installed morons on the TeeVee was again stupidly saying, “If we don’t do something, we’re going to LOSE OUR RePubLiC!!!” [Note: If one cannot find a remote control, then a curl bar works just fine to silence the blathering nonsense.]

Langley’s lackey wasn’t entirely wrong about needing to do something. As such, I have a crazy idea. I need to think through it some more and refine it for publication. In brief detail, I figure what we need is what I call an “election.” Hear me out. Just the basics. What I envision is dredging the country and finding a couple of the lowest, dumbest, wickedest heathens in this strange, nation-shaped kind of place between Mexico and Canada. Then we let the great unwashed vote for one of them to lead our dead country. After that, regardless of what the hoi polloi decide, we let a computer and a mailbox pick whichever rodent is best suited to serve as head puppet for the “rich men.” Crazy, I know. But just think about it. Had we tried something like this before, we might not be where we are today. The near-mathematical certainty of an alternative that I foresee, as expressed quasi-mathematically, looks something like: (The Rwandan Genocide x The Yugoslav Civil War)^The Partition of India.

I heard something called “Covid” was making the rounds at airports and college campuses. It appears to be some sort of religious icon or possibly a demi-god. It has potential voters donning festive face coverings, gibbering about what I take for a Jonestown kind of poison, and/or stepping and fetching like a bunch of slaves without a future. I have never heard of anything like this before, yet I suppose this “Covid” might be the robot’s choice for a political savior. We’ll keep an eager eye on it, that’s for sure. On a related note, where the hell is Marvin? Something wrong with the AI? Thought he’d be heard by now. Watch. The. Skies.

In sci-fi, fantasy geopolitical news, Brandon the AI, Voldemort Zelenski, and some of the “rich men” have a plan to ship 10 aging F-16s to the former Ukraine. Maybe it was 60 of them. Or 600. Kiev (pronounced, with a lisp, “kEEEEEEEEy-Vsp”) has five pilots qualified to fly them. Or they will be qualified after they qualify. How would that work? Well, it’s technical. It’s some “Ghost of kEEEEEEy-Vsp” wizardry that I suppose would see each pilot operating multiple targets planes at once. When asked for commentary on the matter, one V. Putin muttered something about 30,000 SAMs and then laughed until he walked off, beat up a pack of wolves, ate some glass, roared, killed a few men by staring at them, and looked ten trillion times more presidential than this “Covid,” whatever the hell it is again.

Anything substantive? I am reading a few books, per my usual bad habit. One is by an author I like, but which isn’t necessarily his best work. In fact, I think it was his first novel. All things being equal, it’s equal. I’m inching towards the midpoint of just-released, posthumous Eschatological Optimism by the late, lovely, and thoughtful Daria “Platonova” Dugina. I told another friend I planned to review it in some capacity. This is not the review, perhaps just a preview. It’s a most interesting read, especially for an Aristotlenova. I suspect I am an Optimist of the kind she describes, though my views and reasoning are a little different than those she defined. All of these ideas, however, play well in the head.

I’ll save my favorite quote, so far, for another time. Instead, I’ll close with a cursory look at the topic of the second section, “The Feminine Principle.” While differentiating between what passes for feminism in the dying West and what the ladies live in Russia, Dugina lands on the fascinating concept of Christian Feminism. To give one an idea of the magnitude of the difference, she earlier addresses the fact women are not allowed on Palestine’s Holy Mount by writing, “There is something right about this.” It’s not a statement or principle that professors at Barnard would approve. Thus, there is something right about it. 

What she discusses, in higher apophatic terms, sounds to me like what I have also heard in more common words from the sweet lips of other Russian women, and younger women in the city at that. We’ll credit the amazing Eli from Russia’s EweTube channel with a video interview or three with some attractive Moscovites. Almost all of them claim to be “feminists”, and then proceed to expound upon the virtues of womanly femininity (of which their personal appearances and demeanor extol anyway without words) while also expressing a love affair appreciation for masculine men. Dugina explains the plain phenomenon, which will surely confound the Western feminist, by saying Russian (feminist) women saved the Russian Patriarchy(!) when it threatened to fall upon hard times. She mentions a dislike of inter-sex warring and the existence of communication and harmony between Russian men and women. In other words, they approach life and love in an honest, rational, and traditional way. 

None of this pleases the “rich men.” And before they destroyed America, we used to have a similar practical view of romance, life, and just being. Maybe after the next hoax, any of you still standing could try to revert to those better ways.

That is a wrap for this week.

Deo vindice!

UPDATE: They may be down to just 2 of those pilots.

COLUMN: A Loose Update

21 Friday Jul 2023

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A Loose Update

 

Greetings. It’s another excuse for a column. Things being what they are, and not what they aren’t, this is the best I could do this week. I asked an AI bot to help me out. Instead, it scoldingly told me, “It is inappropriate to comment, discuss, or even know about people using ballpoint pens before the technology is invented or widely, publicly disseminated.” So here we are.

I thought I’d keep this simple and kind of rapid-fire. Okay, there wasn’t much thought about it. Rest assured that quality will improve tomorrow. Just a few things:

It’s the middle of summer. Naturally, the child indoctrination and molestation centers, aka, the “schools”, are about to get going again on their endless mission for Moloch. Seriously, the fake schools in the town where I exist start the new year of torture next week. In July. There’s something horribly wrong about this. 

The other day, I noticed dog food is considerably cheaper than infant formula. Fifty yankee dollars buy a fifty-pound sack of Chow Chow chow. A small can of powdered sustenance for a small person goes for upwards of sixty imperial credits. There’s something wrong with this too.

There was going to be more, but I am VERY limited on time, and I need to get to this update:

A few weeks ago, in a real column, I theorized about the fake “Wagner” coup in Russia. Therein, I made a short series of non-predictions. We can’t be sure yet, but here’s what it looks like I got right.

Hot on the heels of his alleged exile, the “traitor” Prigozhin was seen having a private dinner meeting with V. Putin. Evidently, they were laughing about something.

Wagner has for the most part been reorganized and incorporated into the RUS MOD. The rest is acting as a training, meddling, or shock corps. They’re in Belarus, staging for something with the Belarusians and those Russian extras I mentioned. Or they were. Rumor has it the combined force is either prepping to move into western Ukraine or has already done so. My guess is Putin is about to seal off Kiev from the Werewest. Forces in Galicia, blocking roads and rail, and with air defenses would take care of that, leaving only a narrow channel to Banderastan via the Black Sea.

That channel is already closed. Russia has effectively blockaded Odessa and is beginning to soften the city with major air strikes. No word yet on a massive troop movement in that direction, though it’s only the end of July.

Elsewhere, kind of like I said, there is a massive troop buildup. Non-MSM sources tell me some 160,000 Russian regulars and nearly 1,000 tanks are staging for something in the Kharkiv area. Hmmm. 

Ukrainian losses are staggering. Russia has probably suffered 30,000 KIAs in the past seventeen months. Conservative estimates put Ukie KIAs at or above 350,000. Add to that 700-900,000 wounded. This is beyond horrible and bodes not well at all for the future of whatever rump state emerges from the former Ukraine. The good news is that war crimes tribunals are already being set up to try those responsible. That’s a discussion for another time, but suspiciously swishy, never-married GAE sin-a-tors and bloated hags of the “new land” variety might want to start making arrangements. [Note to Shadows: You might ingratiate yourselves to the civilized world by rounding up this kind of scum when the time comes. Having them out of the country will be reward enough.]

Kiev is running out of men, again. In fact, Lil’ Ze is starting to run out of generations. And NATO and the GAE are just about out of ammo. Brandon’s thugs broke GAE “law” by sending cluster munitions for the MOD to destroy. For once, this move was not made out of malice; the GAE simply has no other kinds of rounds to send. Bonus Trivia!!!! RUS has several AD systems that can shoot down artillery shells – literally hitting large bullets with bullets.

A year or so back, I think to the Prepper Post audience, I discussed the reach and capability of Mr. Putin’s nuclear gas station. I explained that things like weapons plants in the SW, TX, or the OCSA are all in easy, undefended 3M22 range. A far-fetched if possible scenario? Maybe. But it may have already happened, though without the Zicon storm. I don’t pay attention to the MSM much, but something tells me they have been a little quiet about the multiple explosions at the DOW chemical plant in Iberville Parish, LA. The plant makes, or rather, made ethylene oxide, which is a key ingredient in several military munitions. The GAE’s stocks of weapons were dangerously low already. Funny timing, no? It could have simply been an ordinary example of the strength of DIEversity, corpocratic cost-cutting, or Cleetus’s last cigarette break. Of course, it could have been one or more of those things with a little push. It will be most interesting, and a little telling if this happens again somewhere else. There’s a reason why I advise getting away from large cities and military or military industrial facilities. 

Old Possum advises a lot of things. I advise you to return to this corner of them interwebs next week for more rambling.

Deo vindice.