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Because I can and because it’s a necessity

It was the goal.

A cautionary tale for those with ambiguous morality, should the perspective shift from tolerance to defense, it should also follow that the destruction of everything you love is inevitable.

We’re watching a biblical event occur in real time at small scale.

It would be prudent to prepare for magnitude

Double entendre

One deserves what one tolerates

Riiiight

Edit:

original link isn’t working

Here’s the YouTube Link:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=oOn3oVKc_Sg

You just know

Interesting to watch everyone in line — no cell phone usage policy forced everyone to wait patiently while making uneasy eye contact. Once everyone sized each other up, it was quickly realized this community is homogeneous, seemingly politically aligned, and while the line was comprised of mostly older retired folk familiar with one another, it is frequently observed in communal gatherings that we are also sufficiently inundated with young parents and children and that at least *here* is a chance to push back against the degenerate hordes for one more generation.

Even if *voting means nothing*, and I’ve suspected for a while that appears the case, our people mean everything.

I am lucky to live comfortably amongst amiable families and fearsome, respectable men. There is a subversive element, somewhere here, for they exist everywhere, but this place has enough men and women unafraid to stare a stranger down enough to know they are not only *not* a threat, but closely enough related biologically to avoid feigning the lie of forced altruism — for now, this is a place where one earns their place in line

If my vote is meaningless, my volk is eternal

I doubt it can be done better

Several weeks ago, an absurd pair of silicone breasts was unfurled in a Canadian high school woodshop as testament to the relative absurdity of western social mores, and a living, breathing, *bouncing* meme was born.

As Halloween approaches in the USA, the market demand for the monstrous milkers has caused a spike in price, from $400/pair at nadir to $750+ peak and rising.

And thus the equivalent of a year’s salary in the majority impoverished portions of the world is spent for one night of lulz on a degenerate theme in the United States, and some wonder why they hate us.

They don’t really since *they want to be us*, but it’s a poor example to set for sure. I’m not the morality police, and I would point and laugh at the spectacle (as I have) but it’s tiresome to hear complaints of gas prices and food costs when fake silicone double ZZ titties are at a premium for holiday and no one seems much concerned.

Truly

In life, some things are inexpensive, some things are cheap, and some things are worth more than they command. An inexperienced eye cannot tell the difference betwixt the three and so defers to present and individual value.

I’ll save you the trouble and say that good cartridge brass lasts and is worth it to pay some small premium for reliability. Simply, upon detonation, it obturates, seals and is ejected in fractions of a second should everything operate as it should and sometimes…it doesn’t do any of that.

A rimless cartridge can shear at its rim, and let me warn that should you not have a plan nor a prayer in that moment, you are simply dead in the water.

It’s easy enough to remedy, if you know what you are doing, but slender cylindrical rods are not often found by happenstance in nature and if it’s dark and you need a second shot, it’s not going to happen.

Buy good brass. A lot of it. Because the sun is setting and one might not shoot enough to understand the necessity, but it is wise to acknowledge the present and individual value of appearing prepared.

Fireforming 7.62x39 to 6.5 Grendel is the limited hangout of the reloading world, but having already been necked down, the only thing left is to pop smoke

Staying home when sick and returning to society when well again is not something to be celebrated, but a normal part of life.

The game is over, the jig is up, self congratulatory posting regarding having survived flu is cringeworthy and acknowledging fear of boogeymen, even more so

I don’t yet understand what *that* is, because I haven’t taken time to consider yet another moniker.

Despite my personal indifference to title, I still find meaning in any effort put forth here, for both the good and the bad, though it isn’t much effort towards the bad in a land full of echoes, say what you will, you are no deviant.

What are you, now, another year passed, but the determination to be heard and even more, exemplar of the will *to live*.

Make more of you, multiply, prosper and today I have no gift but requests — that you survive, that you seek yourself in others, and that you demand more of the people with whom you associate, even if they are a distasteful and meek lot.

No man is an island, they’ve said, I’ve said, and yet here we are an island unto ourselves, a distasteful island to be sure *for some* but it is our lot. I’m okay being in a minority of thought so far as I am infectious. And today I am a simple and humble servant for no one but my people.

A handful of Lols.

Whatever that means