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Most people have enough knowledge to understand that you don’t separate dogs that are mating unless you want to kill them in one of the most brutal ways imaginable. A dog’s penis, when erect, looks like a little Hindenberg with a swollen middle. This middle is what lodges in the female dog’s vaginal canal and causes them to stick together while copulating.

The USA has been China’s bitch since the 1990s. When I was a child in the 1980s, clothing was still expensive because the textile industry had not yet been entirely offshored. Made in Japan labels were reliably as common as Made in China ones. By the time Bill Clinton signed NAFTA into law in 1993, the evisceration of the American working class was well under way thanks to Clinton’s predecessor, George W. Bush. Republicans and Democrats alike gutted the American middle class with relish, throwing every decently paying job that wasn’t in technology or sales to a river full of piranhas. As I.P. Freely would attest, the river in question was yellow with the unchecked industrial waste of a corporate chain of I-don’t-give-a-damns stretching ten thousand miles across the Pacific.

Since Trump dropped his transparently Art of the Deal-crafted tariff anvil, a Red Army of sniveling victim-blamers has surged on social media to point fingers at Americans crying “Weak! Weak!” The most strident voice in this cacophony is none other than Xi himself, who has in his characteristically snide, backhanded way accused Trump of “unilateral bullying”. Whatever. The Chinese government and its various arms constantly engage in propaganda as shadow projection. Meanwhile, while Xi fiddles, the Chinese middle class — yeah, the same one that was built off the lost livelihoods of small town Americans from 1988 to 2025 — is cratering like a souffle in a drafty oven. Most people do not realize that China’s economic miracle only happened because China sold its own people to become capitalist chattel. Since normal Chinese people are conservative by nature, the Chinese government exploited their tendencies to work hard and obey. Where Americans spend in the present, Chinese tend to save for the future, and the Chinese government took full advantage of this by putting its poor to work in dingy sweatshops all this time while tricking the better off into investing in real estate ponzi schemes. Despite rampant censorship of the sort no one in the West can truly understand, Chinese ghost cities have made Western news because they are too damn big and spooky to ignore. For the uninitiated, a Chinese ghost city is a giant metropolis built on the money of large and small investors. Average Chinese middle class families, though being unwilling to spend on consumer goods as Americans do, were somehow willing to throw money at real estate that had yet to be built. The money that flowed into these places fueled several economies: Chinese-owned Australian steel companies, Chinese lumber operations that denuded various parts of Indonesia and the Philippines to bare dusty earth, Chinese mining operations that sucked metals out of the ground wherever there were officials who looked the other way as little brown skinned kids were dropped into mining pits to comb toxic substances out of the earth.

When Xi’s sympathizers accuse Americans of being fat, consumerist, and greedy and therefore complicit in all of our own troubles, I think the worst part of it for them was the retort “And? So what?” We Americans know we are addicted to cheap Chinese goods. I am writing this essay on an Apple computer that was made in China. Yes, it was made twenty years ago but the iPhone is far more recent. I am drinking dandelion tea from a Chinese-made mug. My IKEA desk was likely made in China. I am wearing shoes that were made in China. My eyeglasses were made in China. I could go on.

China is asshoe

The US exports 144 billion dollars worth of goods to China every year. China exports 439 billion dollars worth of goods to the US. China is the male dog, pumping away. China is the pimp and America is the hoe, wantonly servicing her master. Nobody expected Trump to come in and sever the relationship via a surprise vagina dentata feature. I sincerely thought Kamala would win — she is owned by Blackrock, which of course shares plenty of America-destroying interests with China. Isn’t it interesting that Disney, which is another arm of Blackrock, has consistently pandered to the Chinese government, conveniently papering over its DEI agenda if it didn’t suit Chinese audiences? But I digress.

The Chinese elite are a bunch of serpents with long memories and it has made them and their country retarded. For thirty years, China has been building its war machine in gleeful anticipation of World War III, where its elite jones for an apocalyptic face off to prove they were always the bigger dick dog in this fight against the West that became pronounced during the Opium Wars. Yes, the Chinese elite are still sore about the freaking Opium Wars, as if unleashing fentanyl dumps on flyover towns isn’t enough revenge for drugs sold to someone’s great grandfather in an opium den two hundred years ago. There are certain cultures that end up revolving around revenge and modern day Chinese culture is one of them. Unlike the China of the past, this current empire may end up shorting itself out due to ambition and bloodlust. The desperation of the Chinese elite has a Classic Mayan vibe to it.

We saw the horror of the Chinese psyche in crystal clarity during the Covid debacle. The unfortunate citizens of China’s most famous city, Shanghai, were welded into their apartments, their children kidnapped and their pets suffocated in large, plastic bags on the street as they were forced to haplessly watch from high apartment windows. Though many of my fellow Americans would have cucked if such a scenario came to the USA, I was ready to throw down and there were plenty more like me who would have done the same. People like me who were ready to die rather than take the quaxx may have been the minority, but we were also an armed minority thanks to the Second Amendment. When Americans say the Chinese hate our freedom, this is what we are talking about. When you have been sold a bunch of lies and you have sacrificed your life for whatever the government told you to cuck for, the nation that housed people who were still strong enough to choose death before dishonor drives your little cuck brain into self-immolation territory. Just as Americans made themselves into consumerist slaves sucking on the teat of cheaply made goods, the Chinese made themselves into servants producing those goods.

The latest thing on TikTok is where Chinese factory owners reveal what I knew the entire time, which is that brand name handbags, clothing, furniture, etc. are not worth their inflated price tags. All of those fancy $400 Nike shoes and $38,000 Birkin bags are Chinese crap. It was all a trick. That supposed couture-inspired dress with a Made in Italy tag was actually made in China and finished in Italy so an Italian label could be slapped on it along with a 500% markup. The factory owners have given us all the skinny in a last bid attempt to get us to shop direct. I saw a Chinese person literally asking Americans to travel to China to buy a bunch of cheap goods from her plant and have them shipped back. I laughed. Yet there are Americans stupid enough to still be buying "Chanel” and “Balenciaga” who will probably be taking her up on her offer. I have never owned a designer handbag. I am very proud of this fact. The moral of the story is that Chinese manufacturers were sleazy slimebags, the lot of them, who hoodwinked gullible people into thinking brand name was different and better. None of this crap was ever worth the poisoned rivers or the mountains of discarded junk. Supposedly shipping containers are stacked a mile high in every Chinese port. China is in trouble.

The stock market

Stock markets everywhere seem like fake collections of metrics that are supposed to get us to panic on command. I don’t believe the stock market reflects reality. It is a manipulation arm for the government. The Chinese stock market is down. Maybe theirs is based in reality. The yuan is not doing well. Videos on social media show working Chinese crying and begging for mercy. I don’t want normal Chinese people to suffer, yet I can do nothing about their suffering. This is, of course, something they need to take up with their government. For years, I have tried to minimize the amount of new Chinese goods I buy by shopping thrift. I saw the writing on the wall years ago. The relationship with China has been sour a long time; now it lies broken and bleeding in the gutter.

From what I can tell, China will be handily replaced and cheap goods will flow to America from everywhere else, such as Vietnam, India, and Mexico. I don’t necessarily see it as a good thing. We Americans need to start making our own goods again and wrest power away from the service economy. Restoring the manufacturing economy from its current dead state will be nearly impossible, and even if America became the manufacturing center of the world again, it is not the best outcome. The best outcome is for the US and China both to become more self-reliant and not up in each other’s business. To quote a common liberal idiot bumper sticker, it is time to learn to coexist.

This is the third time Trump has won the presidential office, to my mind, because I believe his 2020 term was stolen by deliberate Covid hysteria and good old fashioned fraud. Don't tell that to the left! Their programmers are instructing them to leave the country because of Trump's white supremacy/gay persecution/anti-semitism/fill-in-the-blank. I am not about to argue with them. If they must expat, it is 100% their loss. Good luck in Uruguay.

For the past decade, we have played a game of "Everything the looney left does, they accuse everyone else of doing." If we are Nazis, they are überNazis, working themselves into a frenzy as they dream up a Final Solution for all who disagree with them. If we are liars, they are the lyingest liars who ever lied, using the entirety of the corporate media to broadcast fibs, falsehoods, and fabrications 24/7.

Leftists seem to hate the concept of democracy despite claiming it is precious. Then we have the cheating, and it's not just in the voting booth. The Covid debacle was one of the biggest heists ever pulled, with the clear winners being Big Pharma and the stock portfolio set. The true vaccine believers don't know they've been had. A nagging voice wheedles them from the pits of their suppressed nightmares, giggling and gibbering that maybe (just MAYBE) the debilitating weakness, shaking hands, heart tremors, early onset arthritis, constant flus that daisy chain together and last a month instead of a week, and reproductive dysfunction was caused by the MRNA shots.

To this day, the left is still passing off biological males as females in sports, robbing women and girls who have literally worked their entire lives to become top athletes of their awards and accolades. If you mention this to one of them, they will find a way to remind you that you are a fascist who wishes to LARP The Handmaid's Tale.

It's the economy, stupid

Nevertheless, the primary reason Trump won was the economy. Fossils like me remember Jimmy Carter, another one term president who left the American economy in tatters. I remember my father complaining bitterly about gas prices. There were scenes on the news of people queued up at gas stations because fuel was being rationed. Nobody wants to live in Weimar Germany or 1989 Argentina. They will always vote against the party that made eggs and bread into luxuries.

After Trump's no new war lull from 2016-2020, seeing a gazillion taxpayer dollars flying every which way except to actual Americans stung. The botch jobs in Afghanistan, Israel, and Ukraine did not give Americans confidence that our leadership had our best interests in mind. Now that the senile puppet is lobbing proxy missiles at the gonads of the Russian bear, we all have to be ready to put our heads between our legs and kiss our asses goodbye if the wrong leader takes him seriously. This is not how I wanted my estimated income payments to be spent.

Watching migrants flood into police stations -- several Chicago police stations have been inundated with migrants who have lived there for years -- it kind of begs the question "What are the police supposed to do with them?" The electorate has thankfully answered this question with "Deport them." There are dozens if not hundreds of small towns across the US that have been ratioed by 2:1 and 3:1 with "newcomers". These recent imports often have a thing for sacrificing and eating geese, cats, and dogs to whatever entity is masquerading as their god. They chomp the heads off of squirrels as if they had just emerged from evolutionary caves. Worse are the Venezuelan thugs who have set up a gangster's paradise in every major and minor city that will have them, infesting apartment buildings like human termites.

To add insult to injury, the Democrat-in-chief ignored the Appalachian hurricane victims -- tell me how a hurricane that ends up affecting the Appalachian mountain range is not sketchy in a geoengineering way... I'll wait -- as more tax money flowed to Ukraine. Some of the donated supplies were tracked. It was found that FEMA confiscated them and handed them over to illegal migrants.

The gaslighting!

If there's one thing that brings out my latent serial killer, it is gaslighting. Not only have we been told the sky is green and the grass is pink, we have been brutally censored if we claim anything to the contrary. Most people who are decent have never considered ending the life of a gaslighter. I will leave you to deduce the kind of thoughts I have when someone attempts to gaslight me. Gaslighting is the matriarchal form of bullying. It is a soft method of shifting perceived reality to suit the designs of the narcissist's agenda. Those who insisted the shots were safe, the economy is better than ever, and that normal Americans are Nazis have earned a banquet of consequences. Trump's re-election was a mere appetizer to the feast that awaits. Average Americans are PISSED because they cannot afford to LIVE. At this point, removing the gaslighting bullies who insist on their version of reality is a survival issue. Those of us who do not want to subsist on dehydrated cricket cookies for supper and who don't wish to rot away in Wall-E micropods have decided it is do or die.

The bullies may have died

Democratic voters were far more likely to take the Covid shots than anyone else. At this very moment, there are some people who wander about in grocery stores, theaters, and down random sidewalks advertising their Democratic political views merely by wearing masks on their faces. To their chagrin, the trickle of information about the dangers of MRNA shots has widened into a deluge. No amount of suffering or circumstantial evidence can convince a leftist who got the quaxx that it is the smoking gun behind 14 year olds stroking out on the soccer field. Every town in my heavily MRNA-vaxxed area resounds with the whine of ambulance sirens. A non-vaxxed friend recently took a vaxxed person to the ER and was shocked by the number of babies and toddlers present. The reaper and his cousin, the handicapper, has really been making the rounds since 2021. Yet to the TDS suffer, denial ain't just a river in Egypt.. From what I have noticed, nearly all who got the MRNA vaccines have suffered at least one health setback, and quite a few have become utterly debilitated or are now dead. For some, the slide into vaccine injury takes the form of aches, bladder inflammation, insomnia, or stones. For others, it is a hacking cough that never lets up. For children and teenagers, it seems to prefer to take the form of super intense seasonal flus that threaten pneumonia every time. For young adults, it takes the role of fertility disruptor. This is not surprising, because those of us who were awake in 2021 knew the spike protein lodges in reproductive organs. For those who manage to conceive and bring a baby to there awaits a huge uptick in congenital deformities. Nevertheless, there was no grisly vaxpocalypse of the sort imagined by Van der Bossche and Delores Cahill. Instead there has been a trimming; a lopping off of years, especially towards the end. For the elderly, a shorter life at the very end isn't always a bad thing. I have had two elderly relatives die of what seems to have been vaccine-assisted turbo cancer. Far more concerning are the effects of the MRNA vaccines on the young who have their whole lives ahead of them.

The demise of the New Normal

2024 had marked the first year that has been free of what was supposed to be the New Normal: shuttered businesses, masked cuckolds rushing from Zoom meetings to Target and and back again, and the perpetual glorification of the virtuous upper middle class. That scheme has fallen apart. Roads that were formerly bare of traffic on school days (kids stuck at home in remote learning) are now clogged with cars again. Blue collar workers were never spared even in the height of Covidmania, so for them, nothing has changed except they are no longer forced to wear masks. Overall, from late 2023 onward, all of the Covid protocols that greatly assisted the Biden "win" in 2020 have been beaten back. Their absence may have helped Trump win in 2024, along with a large chunk of the Democratic vote dying off or being stricken down with MRNA vaccine side effects.

The fall of Hollywood

The seething underbelly of Hollywood pedophilia and kompromat was exposed in 2024 in a way it was not anytime before it. As it turns out, our favorite celebs were wallowing in poop a la mode on various yachts. There is more than a little credence to the rumor that rap stars sacrifice foster children at 3am in luxury bunkers beneath the Playboy Mansion. Supposedly there is video circulating in the dark web. So vast and devastating are these exposes, Hollywood has been cancelled. All of the king's horses and all the king's men and their gaslighting and their twerking brigades could not put Kamala's campaign together again. She raised over a billion and still ended up 20 million in debt.

Whatever spell those Hollywood types had on the plebes is gone. Nobody wants to watch a bunch of egomaniac illiterates who got "lucky" via nepotism or the casting couch. We don't have sympathy for those who were molested as children who turned around to do the same thing to other children. At some point, somebody has to say "No." We can make our own music, entertainment shows, and eventually, our own movie industry, thank you very much.

The class war

I'm like a broken record, always repeating the part where I insist this is and always was a class war. On the Democrat side, we have the salary class/Professional Managerial Class and its aspirants. In other words, we have snobs, elites, spoiled suburbanites, Karens and former hippies who reneged on every working class value they purported to have. A great, abominable hatred of the poor and working class has been fomented among these people, even among those who are still stuck in the working class but aspire to be "better". This hatred recently crystallized in the form of bigotry towards the mostly white, mostly poor victims of Hurricane Helene. Sadly, this was far from the only way it manifested its ugliness.

Over my lifetime of 51 years, the Left and the Right managed to completely switch sides. The Left was once the party of the working class, anti-war demonstrations, worker's rights, free speech, and incisive journalism. The Right was the party of the comfortable oppressors, war hawks, and censorship. It is truly odd to witness how much tables have turned. Never did I think a middle-left reality TV star would ascend to POTUS... twice. Never did I suspect that the idealistic, high-minded Democrat party of my youth would go so full-on fascist.

The media of my misspent youth revealed a certain bias against simple, working class folk. We saw it in The Beverly Hillbillies, Deliverance, and later in the People of Walmart. All this time, snobs have been conditioned to peer down their educated noses at the common hordes who sweat out decisions between a grocery trip and paying to heat Mom's trailer. I plan on discussing earned vs. unearned wealth again in a future essay. The bias spills out of its flimsy confines when a Tik Tok hysteric points a finger while shouting "RACISM!". Translation from the Bulls**tese: this behavior is a projection of the hysteric's own guilt. What it is actually saying is this: "I marinate in my hatred of those who were exploited to put me in this position of privilege!" It also says: "I cannot fathom my own guilt as an oppressor, so I will pretend my fellow humans in lower economic rungs are the guilty ones!" Trump is one of the few elites who does not seem to share in this projected guilt and hatred of the lower class. Trump's whole slogan, Make America Great Again, implies there was much to love about the common American to begin with. Of course such a notion makes Trump likable and popular and therefore too much for snobs. How dare he become more liked and popular than them! How dare he not cede the contest!

The book club that changed my whole life... I'm sorry you missed it

My entire life has been transformed by a single book club. I didn't even go to the book club in person because it happened online. In 2020, John Michael Greer ran a discussion of The Cosmic Doctrine by Dion Fortune. The Cosmic Doctrine is an obscure book by 20th century British occultist Dion Fortune. Most people do not know that Fortune mounted a magical campaign to defeat the Nazis during the hot years of WWII. She never laid a hand on a single Nazi, nor did any of her group The Society of the Inner Light, and yet clearly the Nazis lost. Fortune's anti-Nazi magic campaign was documented and preserved by the brilliant Gareth Knight in the Magical Battle of Britain.

The Cosmic Doctrine was Fortune's own contribution to the trend of spirit dictation as embodied by Madame Blatavatsky's The Secret Doctrine and Aleister Crowley's The Book of the Law. She "received" it from an entity in 1923-1924. Like the other aforementioned books, The Cosmic Doctrine is especially difficult to understand at face value. In his usual fashion, John Michael Greer took the concepts of the book down a notch so dummies like me could understand them. To my credit, I already had a few years of daily discursive meditation under my belt which greatly enhanced my understanding of The Cosmic Doctrine.

TL:DR is that Fortune and her group may have defeated Hitler and the Nazi regime by mentally building up the British egregore. They did this via focused intention sessions, i.e. magic, and direct appeals to divine powers for help, i.e. prayer. In Cosmic Doctrine, the source that Fortune allegedly dictates from insists that in order to overcome negative evil (that's another discursive can of worms for another essay) you must build positive force until the positive force can overwhelm negative evil. Ironically, fighting negative evil only strengthens it by activating and emboldening its polarity. Those leftists who felt the urge to punch a "Nazi", preferably in the form of a poor white male only strengthened the poor white males with their hatred. This strengthening of the hated is exactly the dynamic in play when leftist screaming banshees went up against the entire lower middle class with hatred in their hearts. The lower middle class hated them back, which only fueled the fire. What cinched it for the lower middle class was strength building via the encouragement of American nationalism. This feeling or spirit, if you will, became strong enough that no outside force could tear it down.

The Thrust Block: I know you are, but what am I?

Another crucial concept Fortune introduces in her book is the concept of the thrust block. The thrust block is a form of weaponizing the enemy's polar force and using it as an energetic shield and stepping stone for your own unique purposes. Long established is the fact the Right memes better than the Left. Memes are typically classic thrust blocks. They take a particular emotion and distill it into an easily digestible form, which in turn siphons the energy of negative evil and sends it back to the creator of the meme and his friends. Trump's memes have a certain signature humor to them, whether in the form of a picture, video, or song. Pepe the Frog is a good example. Pepe symbolizes the Everyman navigating an absurd and confusing world. He's relatable. Every time the Left tried to clumsily assert its own power via images of bearded ladies and militant rainbow butch space army cadets, the opposition responded with a fusillade of savage mockery in the form of memes. Of course these memes were deadly: the left cannot take a joke. The result was the popular imagination remaining firmly in the camp that feels the rainbow terrorists are aberrations who should be laughed at. We all know the agenda was to normalize extremes: tween sex change surgeries, anything goes classrooms, and biological men in changing rooms were supposed to be accepted by now.

The thrust block of a meme, usually created by pure instinct, lies in the exploitation of the secret shadow the enemy projects. All of us, including Kimberly Steele a.k.a. Yours Truly, hate ourselves in some way. The more out of touch we are with our own consciousness, the more likely we are to project our own self-hatred onto the Other. The Other can be a person, a place, or a thing.

The left's shadow, as I have mentioned, is its snobbery. This self-hatred leaves the average leftist in an emotionally crippled state of hating nearly everyone and not being able to do much about it. The other side won this time around by using the left's snobbery as a thrust block and more importantly building camaraderie among its own ranks.

For my European friends suffering the likes of ~~Herr~~ Keir Starmer and Emanuel Macron, please pay attention to what I am about to say. Memes are powerful magic, especially when they poke humor at the other side while building morale and the sense of common interest on your side. While leftists were busy sticking fingers in the dam of censorship, Trump supporters danced to hilarious meme songs. When leftists NPCs aped whatever Pfizer wanted them to say and do, the opposition went around them. In 2021, I co-founded a group with an area mom called Speakeasy Illinois. Speakeasy Illinois wasn't an activist group. Instead, it was people telling other people where they could shop, attain medical treatment, relax, work, and go to school without masks and MRNA vaccines. Every single country with a Keir Starmer or Emanuel Macron needs Speakeasy groups. You have to know where your people are and support them economically and spiritually. I believe the thriving network of Speakeasy establishments and businesses is why Illinois did not fall into the same communist disarray as its sister states, California and New York.

When leftists screamed in the digital mirror and filmed it for TikTok, the other side turned it into a set of tasty metal riffs. When leftists resorted to rioting, lawfare, and assassination attempts, the other side said the Pledge of Allegiance. When leftists pushed their vile, DEI/DIE Disney filth, the other side made the critics more famous than the shows themselves. When leftists paraded womanhood as a costume and minstrel show in the form of Dylan Mulvaney, the other side made competing beers great again and tanked Budweiser's profit margins, possibly for eternity.

This, along with Elon Musk's hostile takeover of Twitter and a thousand other strategic wins, is what helped win the election. The crux of the win though was that we loved America far more than the left could hate it or Trump.

If you are not an American living in America and you want to see similar changes in your own country, please get busy. Don't waste a single second more imagining Starmer's head on a pike, as satisfying as that image may be. Instead, fire up your meme cannons, find or create a Speakeasy network, and spend a tiny, miniscule five minutes putting real thought into what it is that makes your country great. The energy generated from those specific actions and thoughts helps far more than you know. Dion Fortune and her gang likely saved the Western world from speaking German in the darkest and most hopeless of times. You've got far more to work with. Hail Britannia!

Here is the good news: Trump will win the 2024 election. Here is the bad news: Kackles Kneepads Harris and her team will steal it. America is about to get its first XX chromosome sort-of half-black President. She will prove once and for all that sucking and swallowing your way to the top is a viable strategy. What a bitter “victory” for women 2024 will be!

I truly hope I am wrong, but I agree with John Carter. The lunatic left did it once and they are about to do it again. They still have that kind of power; who knows for how much longer?

I am a solutions girl and though I have violent tendencies a plenty I enthusiastically do not recommend anyone take up the sword at this point. As John Carter foresees, the Demstapo will likely come after bank accounts and wage war on whitey (and black and Hispanic Trump voters) by drafting their sons to fight its foreign forever wars. I foresee new plandemics and new vaccines and an entire chunk of people who should know better going along with them. On the plus side, I also see the new plandemics driving larger and larger numbers towards homeschooling and the alternative economy.

I am angry, and don’t get me wrong: you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry. Nevertheless, explosive anger does not build the system we are going to need when the Left’s Wendigo devours the last shreds of the economy trying to preserve its own salary class obsession.

Outside of building a nuclear bunker, hoarding toilet paper, dog food, and packets of freeze-dried fruit bits, there are things you can do right now, TODAY, to defeat the regime.

1. Generally accept where we are in the scheme of history. We are never going back to the prosperity of the 1960s - 2000s. It’s over. The US and other industrialized nations are in their Insane Roman Emperor phase. The common people are in the same situation as late 18th century French peasants, and unlike them, we don’t know how to survive a famine.

Dave Ramsey's house, most likely one of many. This does not seem sustainable in an unstable future. It also does not seem very Christian/Jesus-like to me.

2. Stop focusing on making more money and focus on skill-building. Everybody is good at something. Me? I’m a decent cook, I have a bit of a green thumb, and I am (with the help of the gods) fairly decent at writing/arranging music and doing Ogham divinations. None of these things is lucrative but all of them have been deeply enriching in a way that high rollers who live in palatial houses with five bathrooms will never understand. I am better off teaching myself to cook some new thrifty dish than I will ever be wringing my hands about how to get out of debt. Everybody except Dave Ramsey is in debt and actually I am not sure about him; he does seem to live beyond anyone’s reasonable means. Kim freaking Kardashian is in debt. Appearances are deceiving, especially the put-on appearances of others. Focus on skills. Focus on YOU.

3. For the love of the gods, STAY PUT. I understand wanderlust but holy hell, start investing in your local area by not flying or driving off to distant lands at every opportunity just because you can. The spirits of the land are PISSED because every single person, even ostensibly poor people, are obsessed with traversing the globe in metal machines to re-deposit themselves elsewhere. Illegal immigration, in large part, is driven by the compulsive drive of modern day humans to race to the other side in search of greener grass. To those rich enough to leave their houses for weeks or months at a time: what are you escaping from? Your nice house and yard in a crime-free neighborhood?

4. Touch the earth. Get outside, find a tree, sit with your back to it, and see what happens. Go to the forest preserve without headphones and listen to the sounds of birds, bugs, and wind whooshing through the trees. If you can find a way, garden. Even potted herbs or a houseplant can connect you with the rhythms of nature and are far better than nothing.

5. Stop buying new whenever it is possible and practical. Not only are you spending far too much money if you are buying new stuff, you are supporting the kind of outsourced, Chinese-made economy that killed the working class back in the 1970s and 80s.

6. Find your tribe and trade skill for service. As the economy continues to implode, the only people who are going to preserve any quality of life will be the ones who networked with each other to get what they need. This is the hardest thing for me to do, because my modest income comes from clients paying me directly as I do not work for a salary. That said, I occasionally swap services and gifts instead of money.

7. Extricate yourself from hate. Locking yourself into opposition with the runners of the s**tshow wastes your energy and time. Unless you are suddenly granted King of the World status, you will only spin your wheels by attending protests and rallies, ranting online, and busting ass to crusade for a “fairer” world. Let’s say you manage to slash your way into the regime’s caviar and pizza party: you can butcher all of the tuxedo and gown crowd you like… the ones who weren’t at the party will reconvene elsewhere after a few lizard-person/crocodile tears about the dearly departed before resuming business as usual like nothing ever happened. Your unabombing makes no difference. You truly are better off figuring out how to grow your own tomatoes.

8. Save your paper books and magazines. The internet is in a sketchy place. (Anyone who is thinking of taking up influencing as a career should probably think more long term.) We are going to arrive at a future not too far down the road where old books are worth a hell of a lot more than they are now. Did you know bookshelves make great insulation? If you have a wall that is cold in cold weather and hot in hot weather, putting a well-stocked, floor to ceiling bookshelf on it can solve the problem. Just be sure to anchor any big bookshelf to the wall because falling bookshelves are dangerous.

9. Take up religious practice. Personally, I am not a Christian and I don’t recommend taking up any kind of Christianity that involves a meaningless two-hour ceremony once a week sandwiched between the warblings of a worship band’s muzak while the pastor cajoles you into parting with money you don’t have. When I say religious practice, I mean reviving the idea of taking up the cross, embracing voluntary simplicity, earnestly trying to communicate with the Divine via prayer, and trying to be like Jesus at every conscious moment. If you have the lucky circumstance of being near a Catholic church practicing the old mass or an Orthodox church, you might want to join it depending on the vibe. In my own non-Christian case, I have an everyday routine of performing the Sphere of Protection banishing ritual, discursive meditation, and divination plus prayer that helps keep my intentions on the up and up. The new religiosity is not quite like the old one, but there are similarities. Do not join a religion where everyone is basically phoning it in and the “leaders” patently expect to be placed at the right hand of God for a trillion years after one lackluster human life.

Overall, there is always going to be a part of me that wants to go all in and make the parties who are spearheading the current predicament pay dearly for what they have done. Again, I am no pacifist and I would be highly satisfied to see heads roll into bloodied baskets, though when you think about it, well-placed wheelbarrows would probably be a better option.

There are limits to everything, including bloody revolutions waged upon the gaslighting brigade. One of the limits of torching the castle and forcing Kackles to walk the plank into a chamber of hungry crocodiles is that it means nice things come to an end for you and me. Revolution means no more avocados or chilled beer. Sure things will change and get better… eventually... for your grandchildren. Better, I think, to start building the post-revolution world before the revolution occurs, IF it ever occurs. Enjoy those avocados while you still can!

I doubt anyone noticed, but I don't usually talk politics. Since Biden was appointed his placeholder presidency, I have made deliberate efforts to tune out all things political. Why? Outrage never helps, and that includes outrage from me. If I throw my own hate energy at the doddering pedophile vegetable in the White House, that is energy I could be transforming for better use on my own projects. Unlike today's Scientism-ists, I understand a few natural laws. If I exchange the finite energy of my personal being in order to throw hate, I take it away from my other goals, such as inspiring others with a love of music, composing Orphic hymns, learning Druid ritual magic, and generally being a better person than I was yesterday, if only by the slightest bit.

Dumb and Ironically Loud

The Left finally did a dumb enough act to get me to speak about politics again, and that is saying something. Americans have suffered with a failing jalopy of the economy in the wake of Covid hysteria. When I founded my local business support group for mask and vax-free networks, Speakeasy Illinois, I was in the process of collapsing my small business. I had so few clients, it was not possible to afford commercial rent. Though I am now swimming in clients again as per usual, during the Plandemic I legitimately considered skipping out of music teaching and doing something else... that was how bad it got. I got off easy. The Democrat-managed economy made huge swathes of the American population homeless. Plentiful fentanyl flowing into the country as well as a metastasized pharmaceutical system have put average people into the position where they can become violently addicted to soul-destroying drugs at any moment. There are beggars at every major intersection now in my realm of the posh suburbs. The homeless live and amass in forest preserves, making many of them dangerous to traverse. Inflation, shrinkflation, and crapification are through the roof. Most suburban Zoomers have two garbage jobs by the age of 25 and still live at home. Everybody is working, hustling, and breaking ass just to keep Mom stocked in paper towels and coffee creamer.

Gaslighting Makes Me Stabby

All of this would be almost bearable if we had not been gaslit for the last four years about being in a Golden Age. In said Golden Age, the aforementioned complaints not happening. The economy is great, they say. The 2000 election was the fair result and what Americans wanted, they say. January 6 was an insurrection and its provocateurs still rot in prison. Open borders are virtuous. Men are women and women are men. Riots and fiery lootings are peaceful protests.

If there is one thing that can transform a regular, law-abiding human being into a homicidal maniac, it is gaslighting. Back in the fifth grade, I remember being gaslit by another little girl who was known for openly lying. I don't even remember what she was lying about, but when she lied about me, I had the urge to snuff out her life. America is on the verge of civil war because of millions of people being told a pack of lies and then being coerced to pretend they like it.

When the lying, sniveling media pretended that the Presidential Weekend at Bernie's farce had only become apparent at the first debate, it was more fuel on a roaring fire. Biden's gaffes started well before he assumed the POTUS title. The Left has merely reaped what they have sown. Watching Biden call Zelensky by Putin's name would be funny if we had not been gaslit.

"Hate"-Humping the Air

All this time, the Left (and this includes Trump Derangement-addled RINOS) had every opportunity to be the change they wanted to see in the world. Instead, they are a lot of lunatics who have been babbling and screeching for nearly a decade now, throwing every fiber of their being into the love of Trump. You heard me correctly: the LOVE of Trump. The Progress cult is a church of hate. They only claim to despise Trump. For when you are in love with hatred and hatred is your drug, the object of your addiction is also your beloved. BLM Chicago used many occasions during peak Plandemic to twerk in supposed defiance of Trump: the result was hilarious cringe. It absolutely read as a fertility ritual as they humped and gyrated, wishing for the magic seed that never came; pathetic! The legacy media broadcast Trump 24/7, making it abundantly clear who and what they lusted after. A hate boner is still a boner.

Trump is the mirror onto which the Left projects its own sins and the Left is in love with its own reflection. They predictably accuse Trump of every sin for which their side is responsible. When Trump was caught saying he would grab 'em by the pussy, Biden was actually doing it, both with Tara Reid and his own daughter Ashley, whose childhood diary reveals that she was afraid to shower because of her father's habit of climbing in with her. Accusations of Trump's violence and injustice were actually perpetrated by Leftists, both in speech and action. Trump's alleged racism was yet another projected Biden trait. Ole Corn Pop's senility now ensures he cannot hide his superiority complex when it comes to non-white people.

The soundest advice at the moment is to stock up on popcorn. We live in interesting times. We are living in an era of great change; one can feel it in the air. The lions of the entertainment industry are being poached. No one is safe; not J.Lo, who has been reduced to empty concert venues despite tickets costing eight dollars. Rumors have it that Oprah could be arrested, and even if they are not true, keep in mind she was untouchable a decade ago. Sean Combs, otherwise known as Diddy, is done for. The sacred cows of the previous era are being served up as steak.

Trump is not an Orange Julius Caesar - he's far too lucky for that. He is our Marcus Aurelius. We are coming into one last, fleeting era of prosperity before a descent into brutality and chaos. Stock up, stay level-headed, keep it thrifty, and get your affairs in order while you still can.

As I have mentioned, I believe we are seeing the demise of wokeness and its demotion to cringe status. Woke, which reigned supreme from approximately 2014 - 2023, took a nosedive when average people realized they could fight it by not allowing it to have their money. Bud Light may recover from becoming a laughingstock, Target may nix its Satan-worshipping designers, and boys’ bathrooms may still have tampons (at least in Illinois), but it is clear that wokeness is going the way of the Tide Pod challenge and Tamagotchis. Follow stupid trends, win stupid prizes, including death. Woke has claimed its fair share of victims in its short rule, whether it was via the genital mutilations commonly known as bottom surgeries or the now-extinct careers of pop stars who virtue signaled one too many times.

Now that the fever is ebbing, I think it is time we started walking things back.

Language: Words We Were Not Allowed to Say

One way the Woke tried to cow the masses to their toxic astral pyramids was by commandeering language. I will never forget when a vegan former friend tried to rain hellfire and brimstone on me for defending the word ritardando as it is used in music. First of all, ritardando is not an English word. Like many music terms, it is Italian. Ritardando or (clutches pearls) ritard for short means to slow down the tempo or beats per minute. The opposite of this term is accelerando, which of course means to speed up the tempo of beats per minute. She actually tried to get me to stop using the word ritard in a strictly musical context! Now look what she's done...

I think it is time to bring back the term “retarded”. Retard is not malicious. Like its musical counterpart, it means to slow down. When a person is retarded, it does not peg them with a diagnosis; it only means that they learn slower than the general pool of people surrounding them. For instance, I am retarded when it comes to learning how to dance. I become easily confused when trying to put simple dance steps together in a series and I don’t move my torso, legs, or hips as easily as I move my fingertips and wrists. I don’t even take issue with being called a retard; because each of us is special in our own way. Do you see what I did there? The facts on the ground are that WE ARE ALL RETARDS. He or she who is not retarded should cast the first slur.

Also, I usually try to be more polite these days, but if I’m feeling crabby, I may just openly mock someone who wants me to use pronouns. The whole pronoun thing pisses me off — the English language is hard enough without adding an additional layer of fantasy claptrap to confuse ESL learners, the elderly, and the kindhearted. Any person who defines their pronouns and expects me to adjust my speech will heretofore be addressed as “it”, as in “It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.”

I will no longer recognize the term “people of color” as a sensible utterance and will correct the person by saying “Oh, you mean non-white people? How do you know their DNA by looking at them?” Back in the civil rights era, the word “colored” was actually quite vicious and used to segregate the non-white people to the back of the bus and a special, separate drinking fountain or bathroom. Person of color is just another word for colored and its use is disgusting; most times there is the clandestine hope that white people will be forced to the back of the bus or shamed as revenge. As someone who often passes for white, I enjoy informing racists who presume I am white that I am exactly as white as Barack Obama.

Oppression

If you want to send a wokester into a tailspin, ask them which side of the Israel/Palestine divide they are on and how they reconcile the atrocities. No matter what side they are on, they are going to be confronted with the Jewish question and torn apart by trying to be two things at once. Jewish Americans were the OG wokesters, and their money funded the media that put Woke on the map in the first place. Nobody does white guilt better than the Jewish, amirite? Wokesters tend to find out the hard way that money is super-important and that they don’t get along too well without it, just ask all those Ivy League graduates who are blacklisted from cushy positions in big companies because they went militant pro-Palestine last year.

As ugly as it may get, I am going to start calling wokesters sexists and racists and call ‘em as I see ‘em. Racism against white people is still racism and I am tired of it. Another thing they don’t get to do anymore is to pretend that anti-white racism is nastier than anti-black or anti-Asian racism. Nobody gets a free pass because they hate whitey instead of blackie, Apu, or Charlie Chan. As someone who is half-white and half-Asian, I know what anti-white and anti-Asian racism looks like from up close. I have even been discriminated against because I was too yellow for the white people and too white for the yellow people. You seriously cannot win, even if you have an extremely heterozygous genetic makeup, so don’t bother playing.

I am not great at telling jokes, but I think it is time we started poking fun at each other again. I don’t care if non-black people (though once again, how do I know their DNA?) use the N-word. I hate that word, so I am not going to use it, but you do you. I have no problem with the lampooning of either of my races — white and yellow. I am fine if someone wants to chuckle about Japanese kamikazes or inbred Pennsylvania crackers right in front of me. It’s time to recognize the humor in The Jerk — Steve Martin’s opening line is “I was born a poor black child” and it is hysterically funny. If you can get through the Thousand Miles Latrell scene of 2004’s White Chicks without so much as cracking a smile, I salute you, because I cannot do it. It’s time to make Lisa Lampanelli great again.

Those who cannot take it should not dish it, and the Woke have been serving us all unwanted helpings for a decade. Want control? Do Kegels. Oppressed? Grow up. Offended? Too bad. As Candace Owens wisely said, “Life is tough, get a helmet”.

I won’t pretend to be an expert on socioeconomic policy and the rule of nations: I am not. The sorts of observations I am about to make are potentially ill-informed and wrong and I fully admit it. To get straight to the point, I believe the US got the election it deserved in the last months of the year 2022. Analysts who don’t suffer from imbalances of temerity seem to agree it was a wash with neither side of the coin (notice it’s the same exact coin) prevailing, which suggests the Recession the US finds itself in may turn into the Depression I predicted after all.

Many Americans believe the 2022 elections were stolen by the Democrats in much the same way the 2020 elections were stolen in order to install Biden. I am one of those Americans. I believe Democrats tried to steal 2016, but were content to rest on the laurels of their belief in Hillary Clinton only to have the rug ripped out from under them when Trump won. When I handed in my voting sheet in the city of Naperville, two polling assistants (both women) actually looked at the paper in my hand and sneered in disgust because they saw my vote for Trump. I should have raised a stink, but unfortunately I was not of the mind at the time. Trump lost in Illinois anyway, and I have no doubt in my mind it was due to election interference by early TDS sufferers such as the two government workers who illegally viewed my voting placard before I submitted it.

I predicted that Illinois would remain unchanged because of Democratic cheating in the 2022 elections and I was exactly right. Record numbers of people showed up at the polls to vote the Democrats out in my supposedly blue state: my parents tried to go to their local church three times to vote but ended up not voting at all. The lines were too long and neither one of them can stand on a hard floor for hours at a time. In Illinois, Democrats have proved that the only way they will loosen their chokehold on the state is when their heads are removed from their bodies via an axe or a guillotine. I’m sure that can be arranged, but I’d rather not be around when it happens.

Illinois, much like the rest of the States, remains at the mercy of the creepy globalist agenda of bug eating, electric car driving, TV watching, injection receiving, appliance renting, and politically correct pod living put forth by the World Economic Forum. Callous disregard for human rights and human life in general has been imported from China along with electronic doodads and plastic-cased convenience. I have benefited from the China-ization of the economy as much as anyone. The computer I type this on has quite a bit of Chinese rare earth minerals in it. This morning I trained my cats with a plastic clicker that was made in China. I am not innocent when it comes to using Chinese made stuff in my life by a long shot.

Karma is a B*tch

The US has been meddling in the affairs of other countries since the day it was born and arguably before that date in 1776. War hero General Smedley Butler was one of those military men who saw the harsh truth. When recalling his many tours, he observed:

I helped make Mexico, especially Tampico, safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in. I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefits of Wall Street. The record of racketeering is long. I helped purify Nicaragua for the international banking house of Brown Brothers in 1909-1912 (where have I heard that name before?). I brought light to the Dominican Republic for American sugar interests in 1916. In China I helped see to it that Standard Oil went its way unmolested. -Gen. Smedley Butler, War is a Racket

When our own republic was raked over the coals in 2020, the US got to experience what it is to have an incompetent (and incontinent, har de har) puppet installed as its face and leader, just as it has done countless times to other countries to benefit corporate interests. If the US is a bunch of rabid chimpanzees and fascism is poop, the chimpanzees just learned what happens when you throw poop. Sometimes the other chimpanzees throw it back in your direction, and sometimes their aim is decent and they hit the mark.

Kimberly Steele, Broken Record Player

I only speak for myself here, but I am going to suggest that voting in general is a joke, at least in blue states like Illinois. When I braved a windstorm a few Saturdays ago to vote early, I engaged in an act of futility. I will still vote as a gesture, but I am now at the point where I have completely divorced myself from the idea my vote makes a significant difference.

When a family has become completely dysfunctional, if a child wants to survive to healthy adulthood, she must learn to separate from the bickering parents and make a life according to her own ideals apart from them. I cannot influence my local politicians to stop pushing dangerous injections or to expose five year olds to gay pornography in the name of tolerance. What I can do is continue to work on my group for people who want to get around the dangerous injections. I cannot stop election fraud and also do what I believe I was meant to do in this incarnation. I don't have that kind of time. I can practice my instruments, record, and arrange more music. I can plan tonight's dinner. I can figure out ways to use less energy that don’t involve shooting myself in the foot by buying new Chinese-made doodads, such as putting insulated blinds on the windows, solar cooking, and rocket mass heaters. I can tune out my narcissist elders and go live my own life, and that’s what I suggest most people should do as well. Make yourself strong and resilient. Tune them out. If they get in the way, quietly go around them.

I don't get involved with politics because I think my time and effort is better spent elsewhere. Though I have been told from near-infancy that my VOICE MATTERS, do-gooders who utter that line fail to say to whom it matters and if it will change things if it is perceived as "mattering".

Right now, Illinois is a few weeks from enacting the Safe-T act, which removes all bail requirements for second degree murderers, rapists, trespassers, drug dealers, and thieves. What this means is that my neighborhood could very well look like a live action RPG of The Purge, except the guns and knives will be 100% real. I had many chances and plenty of desire to move out of Illinois, but I remain here for my elderly parents.

Back in the day, I worked as a shelver in my local library. That library has become insufferably woke. Not only have they been enforcing masks and MRNA vaccines FOR CHILDREN long after it has fallen out of general popularity, but now they have decided to go the full monty by hosting a drag queen show for tweens and teens.

The library is no longer a refuge for intrepid nerds as it was in my day. Instead, it is a salaried office plankton class indoctrination camp. How sad that one of the few accidentally holy places in our atheist culture has gone the route of Progressive mental illness. The library is now toxic virtue signaling narcissist utopia.... great.

Here is a letter I wrote with them in mind:

Dear Library Board Members,

The Public Library is not the appropriate place for a drag queen show. I once organized a drag queen show to benefit a downstate animal sanctuary. I have nothing against drag, despite it having problematic implications for feminism as it is in essence a minstrel show with women as its subject of parody instead of blacks. Look up the origins of drag if you doubt me. The issue is not drag, it is drag at a publicly funded library marketed to a child audience.

Despite the cost of the performer being donated, the Library must still put taxpayer money into hosting any and all events as it provides the space, the employees, lights, gas, and electricity required to host events. If only fifty percent of taxpayers who bother to voice their opinions approve of a drag show in the library, that means the event has received a failing grade.

The Library seems absolutely determined to politicize itself via virtue signaling. Hard evidence was the extension of masking and vaccination mandates within the library’s walls well beyond January 2022. Discrimination against LGBTQIA+ earns finger-pointing and scowls yet if the unvaccinated so much as walked in the door, it was open season for discrimination of the kind not seen since blacks had separate drinking fountains. Shame on you all, especially in light of recent information coming to light about the horrible side effects (including death) of the MRNA vaccines that people were tricked or forced into accepting into their arms. You played right along while an entire generation of young children was robbed of normal human experience and apparently their future fertility. There is a meme going around that we now know who would have played along if the 2020s were 1930s Germany, and to quote a children’s game that was not allowed to be played in the year 2020-2021, “You’re it”.

Please, for the love of taxpayers, renege on your public funding. The Library is no longer problematic the second it becomes a private library. Since it has become unthinkable to give up the woke agenda, it’s time for you to have your cake and eat it too. Become a private library and this all goes away — you can insist on masks and vaccines for everyone in perpetuity, you can include openly pornographic LGBTQIA+ books in the Junior Room collection, you can beg for funds for an array of woke events, and you can virtue signal to your heart’s content.

Kimberly Steele

Scathing, isn't it? There is so much more I could say. I wanted to mention the woke pushing the envelope and listening for the sound of tumbrils and the creak of approaching guillotines. You DO NOT piss off momma bear, and that's exactly what they've put most of their efforts into: indoctrinating, grooming, and attacking children.

I feel hatred towards these people. I have the extra brain cells it takes not to turn my thoughts into concrete action, otherwise I would have worded it differently. Hating them may not be productive or helpful but I am honest about it. There is no point in lying to myself or papering over my hatred. In a slightly different universe, my alternate self would usher them to the grisly fates I believe they have earned. Plus, even if I send this letter to them, it is pretty much guaranteed it will go in one ear and out the other. I suggested a private library in their case, but until certain heads land on pitchforks, they won't consider it and I know that. I was being sarcastic.

Truly the only thing I can do is to focus on my own projects, my garden, my friends, and my family. Voting doesn't change anything for the better, especially not in corruption-ridden Illinois. I'm not even sure I'll vote for governor this primary -- why? I would put a large amount of money of Pritzker winning because Bailey (Republican candidate for governor) is looking more and more like controlled opposition. The whole reason I will go to the polling station at all is to vote in conservatives for seemingly insignificant positions such as school boards and judges. Those are the positions it isn't so easy for Democrats to cheat and they are the ones that actually matter. Until then, my energy is better spent putting on gloves and boots so I can go outside and dig.