spikosauropod

I made this in Midjourney with the prompt: a beautiful woman in a short green skirt and matching pumps sitting in a lounge chair –v 6.1 –ar 2:3

Whether they practice lawfare,
Or grace an ivory tower,
A Democrat has one care.
A Democrat dreams of power.

With words that twist and turn,
They seek to fan the flame,
To make the masses yearn,
And play a ruthless game.

Their promises may shine,
Like gold in the sun’s bright light,
But hidden in each line,
Is a shadow cloaked in night.

For power is their goal,
Their heart’s unyielding quest,
And they will sell their soul,
To stand above the rest.

With power in their grasp,
They tighten their control,
And in their iron clasp,
They seek to own each soul.

The truth becomes a tool,
To bend and break at will,
And those who dare to duel,
Are silenced, cold and still.

Yet in the darkest night,
A spark of hope remains,
For those who seek the light,
Will break the tyrant’s chains.

The people will arise,
With voices strong and clear,
And in their unity,
They’ll conquer every fear.

For power built on lies,
Will crumble in the end,
And truth will always rise,
With justice as its friend.

Image from Midjourney and poem from Copilot. I know it’s lazy, but it’s fun!

It’s a dance.

I have been trying to understand the significance of the Trump-Kamala contest. I have finally settled on the notion that it constitutes a cultural decision point.

First, we must be clear on a basic assumption. Kamala Harris is a useful idiot. She is exactly the personality type Vladimir Lenin (attribution uncertain) had in mind when he used this term. Kamala Harris is nothing more nor else than a pawn of Leftist oligarchs to take down the United States and replace it with something more amenable to their purposes. If you do not consider this fact axiomatic, you are not a member of my intended audience.

Without being certain who the oligarchs are that control Kamala or where they are stationed, it is apparent that she is their agent. With that assumption firmly in place, we must ask what she represents for the American people.

I have been entertaining the idea, both privately and in writing, that the United States is finished as a republic. After the 2020 presidential election was stolen from Donald Trump, it became clear that this was our lot. Like I observed at the time, if United States citizens did not definitely elect Joe Biden, they allowed him to be confirmed and inaugurated. They demonstrated that they have neither the will nor the aptitude for self-determination.

When it appeared that Donald Trump would easily defeat Joe Biden in 2024, it seemed that the United States might get a reprieve and its citizens may have an opportunity to catch their breath and reevaluate their priorities. However, it now appears that Kamala Harris, the useful idiot of historical reference, may actually win in November.

If Kamala Harris wins, it will be certain that the United States is finished. Some zealous right-wing activists might get it in mind to exercise the second amendment and institute a constructive government, but where will that leave us? We will have the same population that allowed the useful idiot Kamala Harris to be installed, and that population will ultimately make the same mistake. Moreover, while Americans are tied up in a civil war, Russia and China (newly united because of Biden Administration policies) will be busy dividing up the world.

This makes the Trump-Kamala contest a litmus test. If Donald Trump wins, the United States may still have a chance going forward. If Kamala Harris wins, it will be decided that it is time for better instructed Americans to cast their vision elsewhere.

It will be time for my earlier explained evacuation plan. It will be time for non-stupid Americans to start making their way to Florida and on to Siialand.

As I explained before, this plan will seem implausible for a few years. However, as technology progresses, leading up to the Technological Singularity, it will become obvious. Finally, it will become inevitable.

In three months, we will have our answer and our marching orders.

I wrote this years ago when I was working security at a steel mill.

Got to get to work on this machine that slams and bangs.
Gots a greasy soul, and now the master slasher slips:
Skips…
Now it tears instead of rips.
My wife has gone away ‘cause I hit her hard one day.
It’s alright,
I’ll cry tonight.
Got to get to work on this machine.

Got to get to work on this machine that slams and bangs.
Power breakers broken, and I haven’t got a token.
Dead…
Then the bosses face turns red.
Shift has nearly fled, and I lost the center thread.
It’s OK…
Another day.
Got to get to work on this machine.