White House Van Helsing

Many people voted for Geriatric Joe for no other reason than they were tired of the uproar, the wailing, of the last four years. Plenty of voters, primarily the utterly clueless, just wanted things to settle down and return to “normal.”

And the last four years have indeed been a tumult. Here is why:

The American Elite in the forms of the Deep State, the “news” media, Big Tech, Hollywood, Big “Education” and the rest of their smug, blood-sucking sidekicks were fat and happy before Donald Trump sailed down that escalator in the Trump Tower with the European babe at his side to announce his presidential candidacy in 2015.

To a degree, Trump is also a member of the American Elite. This is due mostly to his money, but he is also a common-sense guy who cares about America, and he clearly saw how the nation was careening off-course, away from its founding principles.

The Elites never expected Trump to win. They thought he was a joke, that they had things firmly in hand, as always, and Hillary would keep them on course. But he did win, and I have a scenario for what followed. Think Bram Stoker.

The Elites are blood-suckers, vampires. Dracula, collectively.

Trump is Dracula’s nemesis, Professor Van Helsing. And he has spent four years pounding a stake into the Count’s heart. You’ve seen the movie. As the stake is driven into Dracula’s breast, he screams and writhes. That is the movie version. In real life, Dracula has been screaming and writhing for four years nonstop.

Enough people grew weary of the tumult to inspire them to vote against Trump, thinking that he was the problem when actually he was the solution.

With the assist of voters, Dracula smote Van Helsing aside, and is stepping out of the coffin. It’s not the positive finale of the book or movies. It’s the grim finale of real life.

Things will settle down, but don’t think that’s a good thing.

Dracula has bounded out of the crypt, full of himself, meaner than ever, and seeking revenge. Blood will flow. It gives him power. Protect your neck.

Dangerous Lies indeed

I GET ADVISORIES via email about new offerings on Netflix. One arrived yesterday, a movie that debuts later this month. It’s called Dangerous Lies. I watched the trailer, which I still call the preview, and there it was again.

The ubiquitous interracial romance.

The percentage of new movies and television series these days that include interracial marriages is pretty close to 100 percent. If you’re making a movie or TV show, you’re obligated, it appears, to have a couple who do not look like one another.

There is nothing wrong with interracial marriage. I suppose I am in one because she is a tad darker than I am, plus she speaks another language, making us both interracial and cross cultural, so I have my bona fides. But Hollywood went off the deep end long ago, and it’s getting worse. It’s laughably absurd because it is not true to life.

In the real world, almost everyone marries someone of the same race. So when another movie or TV series shows up with yet another obligatory interracial romance, you just roll your eyes and think: How absolutely idiotic.

Hollywood’s intention, of course, is to convince us, by repetition, that it’s normal. It’s textbook PC indoctrination, pure and simple. But it’s far from normal.

And not just that. Every movie family also has its homosexual friends or neighbors, more often gay guys than lesbians because gay guys generally are more pleasant than lesbians. I speak from experience on that point (my sister). But the ubiquity of gay friends, both single and couples, again does not reflect reality.

Most people do not have gay friends because the gay percentage of the population is quite small. There simply are not enough of them to go around for all of us to have one or two. But in movies and TV shows, pretty much everyone has gays in their life.

But back to the interracial marriages. Their children invariably look like cute, little Barack Obamas. Light tans, very curly, big bushy hair, often with blue or green eyes and well spoken. The kids never jive talk. They are polite and lovable.

These families exist. Power to them. People have gay friends. Fine by me. But I do wish Hollywood would halt this endless, diversity propaganda.

Even so, the preview of Dangerous Lies was interesting. We’ll be watching the movie even though we’ll be rolling our eyeballs at the same time.

Come to think of it, Dangerous Lies pretty much sums it all up.

The title is a Freudian boo-boo.

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Rest assured that these three met just 10 minutes before the photo shoot.

The truth about Roma

romaTHE MOVIE Roma is receiving lots of hoopla, as is its star, an indigenous schoolteacher from the Mexican state of Oaxaca and first-time actress with the name of Yalitza Aparizio.

The hoopla perhaps is greatest over Aparizio.

At the risk of being labeled a Philistine — I don’t care — I hold a less breathy opinion of the movie and its star who has been nominated for an Academy Award (Best Actress!), something I find silly.

The movie is quite good, but it’s no Casablanca or Sophie’s Choice. It’s not even The Wild Bunch, another movie set in Mexico.

I’ve seen Casablanca maybe three times, Sophie’s Choice twice, and The Wild Bunch about 14 or 15 times. It’s a cult classic. I’m a cultist.

Roma is quite good. It has subtleties I doubt many people outside of Mexico will notice and/or understand. I’ve seen it twice. I did the repeat after reading that lots of nuances are missed the first time, so a second visit is advisable. I liked it more the first time.

But I’ll grant it’s a very good movie. That is if you can make it past the first 20-25 minutes which are glacially slow. Snooze time.

Now let’s move onto the star, Aparizio. For most of the movie her character is as deadpan as Keanu Reeves. It requires little talent to deadpan. However, this is one of the subtleties non-Mexicans will miss. Domestics in Mexico are indeed deadpan more often than not.

This is especially true if they’re indigenous.

The only scene in Roma where Aparizio shines is the segment in the hospital where she has her baby. It’s a gripping scene, and she does a great job of acting. Kudos to her.

Here is why the movie, and Aparizio especially, are receiving so much praise and why she’s laughably been nominated for an Oscar. The movie pushes all the PC buttons for Hollywood types.

  1. Filmed in black and white.
  2. There are subtitles.
  3. The star is Mexican
  4. The star is indigenous and female.

These factors have sent America’s West and Northeast coasts into a swoon. I predict the movie will win the Best Picture Oscar and Aparitzio will win as Best Actress, all for the four reasons just stated.

Recall that the 2013 Best Picture winner was 12 Years a Slave, another movie dear to politically correct hearts. After winning that year, it came to light that a number of Academy members voted for 12 Years a Slave without actually having seen the movie. Incredible.

So Aparizio will take the Oscar home.

And in another year, she will be forgotten, back to teaching in Oaxaca, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Good teachers have value.

The Oscar has become as political as the Nobel Prize, a fact that has rendered them virtually meaningless. Aparizio’s winning as Best Actress will be up there with Barry Obama winning the Peace Prize and Bob Dylan the prize for Literature. Sad.

Stockholm Syndrome, internet-style

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This is Stockholm, and you likely live there. It’s cold.

THE INTERNET is a vital element of our lives, and it affects the way we think in a major way.

As most everyone knows, mega-businesses like Facebook, Twitter, Google, YouTube (owned by Google), LinkedIn and many more embrace the ideology of the radical left. And they use their stunningly wide reach to indoctrinate nonsense and censor while simultaneously enriching themselves.

They are smart people. The left is far smarter than the right, which is often boneheadedly stupid and walks straight into the clutches of the left.

Since leftists control academia, much of business, all of entertainment and, of course, the internet,* they directly or indirectly influence the thought processes of everyone, even conservatives who should know better.

I think we’re looking at a sort of Stockholm Syndrome. I’ll assume you know what this is. If not, click on the link.

How else to explain the conservatives’ blind spots on vital issues.

  1. Conservatives, with some exceptions (me being one), persist in referring to leftists as “liberals” and “progressives,” which is arrant nonsense. I am fond of Dennis Prager’s quote: The usurpation of the word “liberal” by the left has been a catastrophe. Even conservative firebrands like Ann Coulter often refer to leftists as liberals and progressives. Shame on her.
  2. Conservative news websites such as Breitbart, The Washington Times, The Daily Caller, Ben Shapiro’s The Daily Wire, well, pretty much everyone, place links on their sites to “share” on Facebook, Twitter, Google, LinkedIn, etc. Even though there are numerous, new, conservative alternatives to those public-relations mouthpieces for the Democrat Party, the conservative sites snooze in the leftists’ beds and plug them daily. Shameful.

I’m guessing that you too suffer from Stockholm Syndrome, internet-style. I would wager my wages that you have a Facebook account, probably Twitter too. You know they are evil, but you cannot pull yourself away because your friends are there, your “friends” too. And all those cute videos of puppies.

Oh, the flowers and recipes!

You know that if you switch to up-and-coming alternatives, especially those devoted to free speech and that don’t sell your data, and you invite your friends to follow you there that they will not. They cannot. They’re caught in Stockholm.

The Masters of the Universe, as the leftist social media are accurately labeled, maintain that position due to the massive number of accounts they possess and profit from. If one of those accounts is yours, you reside in snowy Stockholm.

Like it or not, know it or not, there is a war under way. The violence level currently is low, but it will escalate. When the war is done, and we are victorious as we will be, there will be consequences.

At best, you will be paraded through the streets with your head shaved. At worst, you will be shot. Avoid this. Free yourself. Choose a side.

Don’t be a collaborator.

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* But not the White House, much to their endless horror.