Decision day looms

BRITAIN VOTES tomorrow on whether to remain or flee the collectivist, Kumbaya, European Union.

Everybody’s favorite faggot, Milo Yiannopoulos, tells us here why getting out is essential to not just Great Britain but, in the long run, to you too, amigos.

Get out, out, out!

Allah
Like Mississippi blacks in 1950, women sent to the rear.

THE MOON supports the lovely diversity of national cultures — defined by borders — and opposes Mohammedanism. At times those two issues intersect nicely.

The upcoming vote in Great Britain over its being in the European Union provides a lovely example.

London’s Mohammedan mayor(!) has gone on a road trip in support of remaining in the European Union. The photo above was taken at one of his stops. The Mohammedan women were compelled to stay at the back of the audience.

Leftists support this abominable misognyny. You can read more about this nonsense right here.

Meanwhile, Switzerland has withdrawn its application to join the EU, saying “only a few lunatics” now favor it.

Never wanting to miss an opportunity to make fun of Mohammedans, let’s look at this:

Rayani Airlines, which would have been Malaysia’s first Sharia-compliant carrier, has been grounded by the government. While it was Sharia-compliant, it was not flying-compliant.

There were other issues too. Strict dress codes for passengers. No in-flight cocktails. Strictly Halal meals. Late flights. Last-minute cancellations. Pilots not getting paid.

In other words, managed like the Mideast.

Handwritten boarding passes on little sheets of paper. You can’t make this stuff up. The Mohammedans do it for you.

Let’s pray the Brits exit the collectivist European Union and regain control of their once-great nation.

Nomenclature

THERE’S LOTS of name-calling happening in the political sphere these days north of the Rio Bravo.

It’s something I avoid. Name-calling, that is. I avoid it because I am a Southern Boy, and my mama taught me to be nice.

leftYet a friend who votes Democratic — twice for Weepy Barry* —  says I call names. He believes this because I refer to him as collectivist and left-wing.

I intend no disrespect, just clarity of speech.

This is not name-calling. There exists a political divide as everyone knows. On the right side are conservatives, libertarians and the occasional Fascist. On the left are “liberals,” “progressives”** and the occasional Communist.

When I say someone is left-wing, leftist, etc., it is stating that the person in question is to the left of the political divide. I also favor the term collectivist when speaking of leftists.

Collectivist refers to the left’s embrace of collective action to solve problems. One of the primary differences between leftists and rightists is the left’s liking of collective solutions.

Rightists generally dislike collective solutions. We prefer freedom of choice.*** If you want to help someone individually, you do so. If you want to join a collective to solve problems, you are free to do so, but you are not coerced.

Leftists embrace coercive methods to promote collective solutions. Rightists abhor coercion. Obamacare is a classic case of coerced collective action to solve a problem.

rightRightists don’t get riled when called right-wingers or rightists. We embrace it as a badge of honor and clear thinking. We are, with some few exceptions, people who prefer freedom.

I will admit that the far edge of Rightism, like the far edge of Leftism, often embraces tyranny. Tyranny is dreadful, no matter if it’s brought to you by a Hitler or a Stalin.

Leftists don’t like being called leftists, and they often deny the label in spite of crystal-clear evidence that they are.

A few years ago, I accurately referred here to a friend as a left-winger. She quickly emailed to call me an a-hole, but she spelled it out. A-hole is a lovely example of name-calling.

Alas, she is now on comment-moderation status.

A-hole is name-calling. So is jackass, sumbitch, pendejo (Spanish name-calling), well, I could go on. You know true name-calling when you see it.

Leftist and rightist do not fall into the category of name-calling. They are accurate adjectives. Collectivism is the preferred political system of leftists. It is not name-calling either.

Check your Funk & Wagnalls.

And anyone who voted for Weepy Barry, the most leftist president in U.S. history, not once but twice, is clearly a leftist, which is not name-calling. It’s a political preference.

One should embrace one’s preferences, not deny them. In that spirit, I will be categorizing posts here in a new fashion. When they deal with politics, it will clearly state Right-Wing View above the headline. See above.

When it’s dealing with my Mexican world, you will see Mexican Life. If I ever post fiction again — which seems unlikely — you will see Fiction. Anything that does not fall into one of these three categories will be labeled The Odd Pot.

These categories appear just above the post headline.

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* Since Barack Hussein Obama recently shed tears during a speech about gun control, I will henceforth refer to him as Weepy Barry. He continues to embarrass his nation.

** I put these in quote marks because I do not believe they are accurate adjectives for today’s Democrat Party.

*** Yeah, I know. Not where abortion is involved. Rightists are imperfect people, as are all people.

(Note: Some voters claim to be “Independents.” I don’t buy it. In the severely separated political world of today, you cannot be a fence-sitter. Bill O’Reilly says he’s Independent, which is laughably ridiculous.)

Moon sets on 2015

New ImageWORDPRESS SENDS stats every December.

The Unseen Moon welcomed 75,000 visitors in 2015. The busiest day was January 15 when I posted Just plain nuts. It looked at the goofiness of the United States, a favored theme here.

I get into politics now and then, and cultural issues too.

My top commenters were Kim G, a gay Bostonian, and Robert Gill, a straight Arizonan. Kim tilts to the left, and Robert leans to the right. I like that. The ballyhooed diversity.

The most-visited post, as it is every year, was Havana sex, etc. This has been the case since it was first posted after our anniversary trip to Cuba in 2012. This happens due to Google searches, of course. You naughty people.

By the way, Havana sex, etc. was the second of two posts about our Cuba adventure. I have since joined and deposited them on their own website, Cuba: a communist hellhole.

For those of you who think it’s a good idea for government to set things right and make people “equal,” I recommend a visit to the collectivist heaven in the Caribbean.

The top referring website was Mexpatriate — in the key of Steve. A tip of the sombrero to Steve Cotton. Gracias.

Other data reveal that most readers are not in Mexico but in the United States. I knew that already, and it’s why I discourage comments in Spanish.

Next month will mark the start of my 12th year doing this, first on the defunct Zapata Tales and, since 2011, on The Moon.

Being a former newspaper editor, it lets me keep my hand in the word-and-opinion game.

I appreciate everyone who passes by here, especially those who leave feedback, which most people do not. This is normal on blogs everywhere, so I don’t feel too bad about it.

I hope 2016 is a great year for all of you. Thank you for paying attention to an old coot who ended up atop a mountain in the middle of Mexico with time on his hands.

I never planned this. It just sorta happened.