Now, say what you like, I am a great fan of a REAL man. Not some squeaky-voiced bloke who thinks that women are men if they choose to be. Or some other mincing little apologist who feels constantly offended by coal or nuclear power or, heaven forbid a gun.
I want a real man.
I don't know about you, but I AM SICK OF IT.
I want some testosterone back in politics and I want it NOW.
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Whenever life gets you down, Mrs.Brown
And things seem hard or tough
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft
And you feel that you've had quite enough
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving...
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Nations in decline often experience cultural degeneracy. We saw that in the Roman Empire and Weimar Germany, for example.
Today, in the US, we see increasing signs of cultural degeneracy in Hollywood, advertisements, academia, science, corporations, politics, and other areas of life.
Have you noticed how the so-called “experts” are usually incompetent morons? We have experts in finance who don’t know that printing trillions of dollars causes inflation. We have experts in education and psychology who think mutilating the genitals of children is something to celebrate in the name of “pride.” We have experts in diplomacy who think Russia has no right to its own national interests. And we have experts in science and medicine whose vaccines are so deadly, they have to resort to censorship and paid propaganda to cover up all the vaccine deaths.
The “experts,” it turns out, are wrong about almost everything.
Although I guess you could say there have been “earth worshipers” since just about the beginning of time, it was the civil unrest of the 1960s that spawned the radical environmental movement we’re dealing with today. It was an age of unbridled lust and hedonism, and the effects of communist infiltration into our public schools and college campuses was starting to pay off for a new generation of Leftists in America.
I had someone send me a rather derogatory email overnight about yesterday's article. It seems that the person felt it was too " Ma and Pa Kettle " for the site.
That patriotrealm deserved better.
Whilst Redhead swooshed, we gave a few people a laugh. I was told that there were too many serious topics to worry about and the idea of dedicating valuable airtime to a frivolous piece of silliness was below the expected tone of the blog.
Put an ad online and in the paper with a headline of “ Free Work boots! “
You see, all Lefties love free stuff. How on earth would they cope with a pair of free work boots? Would they still grab a pair and put them in the closet? Or would they turn them in to a fashion accessory? Probably the latter. I can see them now – wearing their rainbow hair, nose piercings, tattoos and sporting a pair of work boots as they sashay down to attend the latest “ mumbo jumbo my mother should have aborted me and that is OK “ rally . (apologies to Mr Gormsby.)
It's a funny old world, isn't it?
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What is wrong with us? Why are we putting up with this rubbish?
If I see one more bloody rainbow I think I will have to book myself into a home for the terribly terribly pissed off... if such a place exists.
Australians took a great green gamble in the recent election.
Green millionaires and other left-wing activists supported slick campaigns promoting a gaggle of well-off women who won 6 seats in the leafy-green suburbs. Being rich blue-bloods with dark green policies they adopted Teal-coloured uniforms.
I was quite taken aback when I read that Mr Albanese - the new Prime Minister of Australia - wants the Aboriginal language to be taught in schools.
What puzzles me is that there are more Indigenous languages in Australia than there are genders - which is saying something. In Australia there are more than 250 Indigenous languages including around 800 dialects. So I guess it is going to be fun choosing which one they will teach in the school curriculum... and who is going to be the teacher?
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