Where's our ISIS?

The news for the past year has been filled with horror at the bloody exploits of ISIS. From nowhere, a rampaging horde came down like locusts upon the lands of Iraq and Syria, bringing a law as harsh and unforgiving as the deserts from whence they sprang. Terror follows in their wings, not merely for those that actually face their fury in the present, but also for all those whose dreams of the inevitability of democracy and liberalism have been dashed to the dust by the Islamic State. In their wake, the world is turned upside down, and many a man is left speechless in the wake.

Give an inch...

All they want is your silence. This time, for a few minutes, next time forever. Don't give it to them. Keep talking, live your life, and live it well.

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Apologies for the lack of posts lately. I've had some big things on my plate recently. One has been legitimately productive, the other is Europa Universalis IV. Guess which one has been eating up more of my time? Well, you'd be wrong on that, except for a few big EUIV binges where Czech Canada, New Bohemia, Czech Lousiana, Czech Mexico, and *sigh* "West Slavic Columbia" have almost succeeded in pushing the British out of the New World.

However, life is about balance. And as much as I like my map-based dreams of imperialism, I also like coming here and trying to spread ideas. And, most of all, I like not giving the leftists what they want. With that, I am back. Pleased to meet you again, and I hope that you'll enjoy your stay.

Why the Self-Hate?

For the most part, I'm not too interested in the details of the Sony kerfluffle. That Hollywood devours, sells, and spits out the flesh and souls of men and women on an industrial scale has been long known. Compared to tales of the casting couch and, darker still, the hidden abuse that haunts America's Gomorrah, the fact that some people in the business might be a bit snippy towards each other seems like the jaywalking count on the end of the indictment.

Far more interesting is what the big picture shows: a non-Western nation realizing the danger which Hollywood's ubiquity has to their faith and morals (to the extent we can grant such titles to Juche) and doing something to combat it. As the West loses power, so do Western rules and assumptions about the boundaries of warfare. It could soon be that propaganda (which the President himself denoted Hollywood) will no longer be a free action.

The Villain Lifestyle: Create a $10 Emergency Dead-Drop in the Desert

Dimitri again, back for a week. Longtime readers of my work will know that I am a fan of Return of Kings and other manosphere blogs.

Following up on the excellent posting on Living the Villain Lifestyle I could not help but notice there was one shortcoming: the safe. While not trusting all of your money or emergency possessions to a bank goes without saying, keeping a safe in your apartment is impractical.

A safe small enough to be wheeled in by you and your friends is small enough to be wheeled out by a criminal and his cohorts. A safe bigger than this well... how are you going to get it anywhere? More to the point, if you are wanted by the law, the first place the police will look for you is anywhere near your home. You can't return there once you're on the run.

No, the correct solution is a dead drop in the desert, and I'll show you how for under $10.

Maybe Multiculturalism Isn't so Bad?

The Satanic Temple has decided to place a diorama of the fall of Satan in the Florida Capitol. While certainly making a bold move in the battle for religious liberty that will cause religious folks like me to scurry away in terror, their glorious masterstroke has one flaw. While their desire was to scandalize us with their edgy views, all they've done is provided us with another (albeit tacky) reminder that our God is better than the one they (albeit tongue-in-cheek) serve.

Maybe the Muslims will step up to the plate next and put up a diorama of Lepanto, or Muhammad standing before Christ at the Last Judgment? Tis the season!

#CrimingWhileWhite

Mr. Dragonofski requested a report on #CrimingWhileWhite. As always, friends, your wish is my command. Just so long as it doesn't involve anything too obscene or boring.

While it should come as no surprise to you that I do not possess, do not want to possess, and will not possess a Twitter account, I grudgingly acknowledge it's place in our society as the teeming collective unconscious of the Millennial generation. Its 140 character limit on speech mirrors exactly the average American's shallow engagement on the issues. 

By it's nature, all dialectic is pared away, leaving raw tribalist rhetoric, which is, realistically, the best you can expect people to offer on any discussion of public import. Some may admire Laconic wit, but after considering that its originators built their society around child abuse, one should foster in themselves a healthy distrust for the Lakedaimonians.

Breaking the Silence

If you follow this blog, you might be wondering why I've been so silent lately. The recent elections and the even more recent amnesty would seem to be fertile ground for comment, given what I've written on prior to this. What could be compelling my silence? It's certainly not that I've gained the humility to shut up, not by a long shot...