Race is no illusion

We live in loony times. You are free to pick a gender. Racial differences are “social constructs,” a fancy way of saying they are just made up, usually by “white supremacists.” Yes, loony times indeed, and all these nutty notions come from the political left and from traditionally Caucasian nations.

Caucasian is a five-dollar way to say white folks.

The looney times do not exist in Asia, Africa or Latin America to any extent you’d notice.

In the United States, the nutty notions exist almost exclusively in the noodles of people who cast their votes for the Democrat Party or, as I prefer labeling it, the Democrat Socialist Party because it’s all about freebies and redistribution of income, which is a snazzy way of saying taking your earnings and giving it to someone else.

But today we are focusing on just one element of the wackiness, that racial differences do not exist.

And yet again, we turn to the wonderful mind of Simon Webb, the Brit historian we often cite here for wisdom, accuracy and clear thinking, none of which are widespread traits.

Those of us who know races are different customarily focus on skin color, but that’s only part of it. There are lots of racial differences, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

You know, you know . . .

What, in the name of God, is this senile old coot talking about? Robert E. Lee in Afghanistan? You know, you know.

Never in the history of North America have we had three presidents, although he’s called prime minister in Canada, who have been this bad, a colossal crisis of leadership. Hold onto your hats.

A fighting force?

A few days ago, I read that the Democrat/Socialist PC Party is pushing to extend the military draft to women,* which is a bone-headed idea except in special circumstances like the one faced by Israel, a small nation surrounded by hot-headed Mohammedans.

The United States, on the other hand, is surrounded only by sea water, maple syrup and tacos.

Aside from the draft issue is the U.S. military’s embrace of social issues that are counter to national security and common sense. Here is a video from Russia, which would be funny were it not true.

The second half is an actual U.S. Army recruitment video. Once there was Gen. Patton, and now there is Gen. Milley. Russia or China could easily land a small invasion force on the beach in Florida or California. They would be met, one supposes, by an unarmed U.S. Army platoon who would ask their preferred pronouns.

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*Because women can do anything a man can do, and often do it better. This includes hand-to-hand combat. And men can do anything a woman can do, such as have babies, if men choose the appropriate pronoun.

Downfall of America

Crosses are rarely seen on Unitarian churches, probably never.

I’ve given this topic lots of thought over the past few years. There are numerous reasons for the downfall of America, and I’ll list three here in no particular order of priority.

  1. People who attend the Unitarian Church. As I was a Democrat until 2008, I favored the Unitarian Church for much of my life before moving south of the Rio Bravo. Both of my first two marriages were officiated by Unitarian ministers, and both marriages failed. My third (successful) marriage was officiated by a Catholic judge.
  2. Unmarried women who sport men’s haircuts, especially the older gals. These women invariably embrace horrendous political views, doubly if they live in Philadelphia.
  3. Anyone who listens to National Public Radio. Again, I long was guilty and, again, I have recovered. Sweet music is played on NPR, but between the tunes, you’re fed nuttiness that smites the psyche.

Women who attend Unitarian churches often listen to NPR, and they also have men’s haircuts. The perfect storm.

Do you know what sort of people go to Unitarian Church? People who do not believe in Jesus, but who like to go to church on Sundays.

I never believed in Jesus or had a church-going habit, so I never really went to the Unitarian Church, but when I needed it, there it was, mostly to certify bad marriages.

Far fewer women in Mexico sport men’s haircuts than do women above the Rio Bravo. This is one of the many plusses of living in Mexico. More often than not, when you see a woman down here with a man’s haircut, she’s a nun or wishes she were.

National Public Radio does not exist in Mexico, but you can tune in online. I don’t, but you can. We Mexicans get our ignorance from other sources. Listening to our doofus president is a top choice for many.