Posted in "Humor", Big Brother, Big Sis, Collectivists, Economics, Education, Liberty

Uncle Sam’s essential-business as usual

Just-Keep-Drinking.

Whatever you do

  1. don’t think,
  2. don’t think about thinking, and really, really
  3. don’t encourage others to think about thinking,
  4. I mean it, really.

That might-could lead you to remember: the virus has a 14-day-incubation period. So most of us knew we were fine at least for the last month…

Posted in Arts & Crafts, Beautify, DIY, Painting

Paper flowers don’t require April showers

The only cultivated flowers we have in our entire yard are Irises and they have already “passed.” Now we are enjoying one of my favorite “weeds,” the Spiderwort (sounds horrid, but they are really pretty).

About a month ago I made up a design which was put on a blank watercolor-card. The pre-Shutdown plan had been for each of the dozen or so ladies in a Wednesday afternoon seniors’ Art Group (including myself) to color in one flower, sign the card, and present it as a Thank-you to the amazing artist who was to visit our center on the 8th of April 2020…

It was a lot of fun creating “the arrangement” from duplicated, mirrored, and variously reduced versions of the three flowers presented here. I thought a “bored” blog viewer might want to try a similar exercise! Green-thumbs not required. [Get your cut-out flowers to “bend/droop” (like the front lilies on far-right and far-left, and the left- and right-front tulips below) by partially clipping the paper-stem below the bloom and making a small dart/tuck.]

Here’s a PDF you can print out to create your own arrangement: SpringFlowers_craft_6apr2020

Look at some photos online if you decide to add in some leaves, especially on the lily.
Posted in Beautiful, DIY, Faith, Food/Cooking, Women

Happy together and hoping you are too

Inspiration for the Baby-Yoda-Cat doll: Tigger, curled up in jeans and peeking over the top!

So, my stubborn quarantined locked-down feminist strong independent sister-fish…you still not needin’ no bicycle?

Or wouldn’t it be nice (or nicer)

…to be married to and living with a loving, trustworthy, man-committed-to-you-alone right about now, not only for the companionship but for the safety-in-numbers?*

1/2 wholewheat, 1/2 bread-flour (mini Half-pound loaf)

And wouldn’t it be nicer right about now…

…if you had gone less “liberated” and a teensy bit Trad-Girl instead…and you’d have learned how to whip up some basics in the kitchen from scratch, say brewing your own coffee :-), mixing and baking a “quick bread” like scones, cheese biscuits (for small batches I use my toaster oven), a slow-cooker soup or a near “instant” one, and perhaps a slab of good ‘ol Focaccia for sammies or plain ‘ol veggie-topped cheese pizza?

And wouldn’t you be less stressed

…when you peer into the mirror every morning or get a glimpse of yourself during your (alas, seemingly endless) day if you hadn’t become an InstaGrimm-groupie and thereby got yourself hooked on glamming-up daily from your unmanageable closet stuffed with landfill-clogging disposable Fast-Fashion after troweling on an ever-expanding array of body-, face-, and eye-potions?

You don’t even need a box of crayons at supercoloring.com!

Wouldn’t you be a whole lot saner right about now…

…if only you had taken the time to learn a creative, literally constructive, hobby a while back, that you could pursue now with such abandon you’d hardly notice the time fly by? (It’s never too late to “color.” HERE, for free, you can even use their digital-coloring set-up! And check out ALL their How-to-Draw step-by-step fun projects, even paper-folding and board games.)

“Coloring” the fabric with stenciled on acrylics is my favorite part of doll-making.

Learn something new

Here’s hoping your remaining days-of-solitude are spent learning something new that’s constructive. I can pretty much promise such endeavors will lead you to a more contented place.

 

Do-it-yourself Matchmaking “course”

* How can you more wisely search for a partner to build a contented relationship with – one that’ll likely last a lifetime? Quit reading click-bait “advice” authors and get your very own MatchMaker, on the cheap, bubeleh! I can highly recommend, “Dating Secrets: the Ultimate Guide to Finding Your Spouse,” by two Jewish shadchanim (matchmakers), Leah Jacobs and Shaindy Marks. This, of course, deserves a much longer review, but in a nutshell, here goes…

While I’m not Jewish – and neither do you need to be to learn from the books jam-packed 288 pages – I am Christian. The continual references to God (Hashem), His hand, and those who fear Him was quite the opposite of bothersome. Now the frequent use of Yiddish terminology, even given the glossary at the back, did make the book challenging. To read the book cover to cover (I’d suggest taking notes) will take a while, but you will take frequent “breaks” as you work through the authors’ wise exercises.

Posted in Cartoons, Graphic Design, Humor

Japanese for “too cute”

I was tangentially familiar with the “Pop” figurines, but last summer I started drawing some tiny characters for a story idea and I quickly discovered there was an entire world of (Japanese) cartooning called “Chibi.” My original figures had ranged from “4-heads-high” down to babies of about 1.5 heads high! For now I’m going to stick with the traditional 2-2.5 for adults.

The man illustrated here is Bob Wells, a popular and respected nomadic van-dweller with an informative YouTube channel and website.

(I’ve done a few of Trump which are still un-inked. I’ll post them when I get that done.)

Posted in anti-White, Collectivists, Diversity, feminism, Motherhood, progressives, Racial-Correctness, Racism, Star Trek

Kill a Tree, Save-the-Planet

Plenty of others around the internet have highlighted what seems like daily U.S. headlines, demeaning Whites at best, targeting Whites at worst, so I won’t waste my time or yours seeking any out merely for the sake of creating infuriating screen-grabs. In a nutshell Leftists hate me and the rest of my non-Progressive Anglo/Euro-American kind, frequently with a white-hot passion, pun intended.

We shouldn’t have children because, because…Save-the-Planet. Meanwhile in Africa and other Muslim dominated countries, those folk continue multiplying literally like rabbits. (Check out this worldwide Fertility Map. Even Mexico gets it with 2-3 kids each.) We pinkskins – as the Andorian Shran from Star Trek: Enterprise calls Whites – are too smart for our own good as it turns out. We bought just enough of the commie-progressive female-liberation + end-of-the-world propaganda to put off or completely disavow Family.

Now what pinkskins are allowed to do is stew in our regrets. (If we remain silent.) At not having a family or having a micro-mini one. On top of that heartache we’re also allowed to wake up to another one just as devastating: realizing that the “only” we finally had has been as effectively enculturated into ZeroPopulationGrowth (as we had been 40 years ago) or as any pinkskin-Leftist’s kid today (so they will probably finish the pruning of our family tree).

Should we dare speak aloud of our and our “community’s” failing to meet Replacement Levels (2+ kids per couple), we should know ahead of time we’ll likely get tossed the dreaded “Supremacist” bomb.

How about we start telling these name-calling anti-White haters, Survival is not supremacy? That it’s respect and reverence for those in our family tree who came before us and made us possible, through their sacrifices and sufferings. (Earn an added bonus if your haters are honest enough to reveal that the death of our “trees” is precisely what they want. You will finally have Clarity and know where you stand with them. Hint: it’s on opposite sides…of The Alamo!)

We’d better ditch the rose-colored MLK-logo glasses now, this instant. As we American Whites dwindle, our kids and any kids they do have will become a super-hated-minority, especially if they and their kids are uni-racial/unblended. The hate we are now feeling is merely the “birth pangs” of future days, wherein one will be judged by skin-color and by content-of-character…a made-up character that most of us know by heart already:

racist,

sexist,

Nazi,

homophobe,

Islamophobe,

plus who knows what additional lying-labels that future will bring.

As our Anglo-Euro-ancestral trees wither and lose their newer American branches, many, like my own, will fall completely (admittedly through personal failings). But those aforementioned areas of Africa and actual Islamic supremacy? They will be literally overflowing with people in the same next few decades.

Remember the flood of mideastern invaders that began heading to Europe beginning in September 2015? I fear during the coming worldwide human-deluge, video of that will seem a mere trickle and be looked upon with nostalgia.

Posted in Anti-gun Derangement Syndrome, Big Brother, Hollywood, Mainstream Media, Movies, Politics, Racism, Trump-Derangement-Syndrome

Surprised by “Joker”

Thought-provoking, moving, surprising

5-Star. I highly recommend seeing Joker, starring Joaquin Phoenix, if for nothing more than to support the screenwriters, actors, and others who brought it to market despite the relentless vitriol hurled against them.

Interesting isn’t it, how the acceptability of Anti-White+Anti-Male rhetoric these last two-plus years has created a perfect storm to psychologically batter Joker, a film whose genesis began back in 2016.

“Violence and gore” of Joker is minor…

Comparatively speaking. If you have watched and survived any of these films from my favorite genre ((Vengeance) which I also highly recommend) you will be fine with Joker:

  • Thomas Jane’s 2004 Punisher (rated R);
  • Charles Bronson’s 1974 and Bruce Willis’ 2018 Death-Wish, both (R);
  • Denzel Washington’s 2014 Equalizer (R);
  • Jodie Foster’s 2007 female Death-Wish, The Brave One (R); and lastly,
  • Keanu Reeve’s 2014 John Wick (R).

So, turns out the MSM lied (#LOL)

As the credits barely began rolling, I realized that the gas-lighting MSM’s #GreatWhiteFear of Joker was pure illusion. It was just another manufactured Anti-White+Anti-Male con job dredged up from the most putrid part of their tiny twisted minds.

From an amateur psychologist’s perspective, their entire hate-plus-fear Joker campaign was probably all Projection. Might these jackbooted Saville Row suited self-appointed thought police fear that another month, day, moment even, of Trump-Derangement-Syndrome fever will push them into going-Joker? Not on someone across the street, but right there at work, just down the hall, or perhaps across into the next cubicle?

Thanks, media-jokers

Basically it’s all thanks to those plain-clothes-opinion-cops. They got me out to the theater on Saturday, the 6th, to see the film. Because seriously, I only started paying attention to it when it seemed to be causing the MSM to lose the very last of its collective mind. They seemed to beg readers and listeners to STAY HOME…AVERT YOUR EYES…or else…so of course I did the opposite. (If this was a psyop meant to get Hollywood some extra bucks, color me duped.)

Meanwhile, 7 Shot Dead in Chiraq (MSM: “Yawn.”)

I’m actually convinced a few of these “tastemakers” are secretly disappointed some stoic young White man, sitting uncomfortably astride his AR (Armalite Rifle not “assault”) with a gazillion-round “clip” attached, didn’t actually go all Joker on the crowd. I mean, think of the lost 24/7 ratings’ boost another “gun violence” tragedy would create.

Instead, for the week of September 29th-October 5th seven folks were shot and killed in Chiraq, probably not by young White men.

*SPOILER ALERT*

What impressed me

1) The SCRIPT writing from start to finish was tight.

2) The STORY PROGRESSION was in a straight time-line for the most part (making it double-plus-good IMO).

3) The TWISTS were masterful and you’ll chastise yourself later, “I shoulda seen them comin’!”

4) The Characterizations, especially of Thomas Wayne, were succinct and convincing. No cheaply inserted Voice-Over backstories needed.

5) The FINAL SCENE plays like a minimalistic silent-film. Think 2001: A Space Odyssey, wherein Dave is crazy and confined in an orbiting asylum.

What depressed me

1) The Setting. I had no idea the film was set back (nearly) 40 years. The murky yellow-brown cast to everything and the late 1970’s cars gave its era away pretty much immediately. The only thing missing was a dusty mirrored disco-ball abandoned in the alleyway.

2) The two nearly identical BEAT-DOWNS of the main character (one by Brown teenage street-thugs, the other by White 20s-30s middle-class Wall Street professionals), all the while knowing no Hero would be coming to save a nobody like him.

3) The HUMILIATION of the main character: prior to his “diverse” gang-beatings and then by an old White man (TDS sufferer Robert De Niro’s character) widely broadcast before and then again during his TV talk-show appearance.

4) ANTICIPATING the FAILURE of the main character if he ever did try a live comedy performance, followed by the excruciating moments when he actually got onstage. And (shocker!) failed horrendously.

5) Seeing the beating-bruises combined with Phoenix’s painfully gaunt and downright deformed body. (What is going on with his shoulders?)

What I hated

1) Realizing my own lack of empathy/understanding for someone who survived a childhood filled with torture, both physical and mental.

2) How quickly I condemned Fleck for his crimes without acknowledging that he had a “breaking point.” This lead me to become…

Judge, Jury, Executioner

By the start of the credits I had dropped my gavel and pronounced a swift Death Sentence on Arthur Fleck. After all, a mere moment’s reflection convinced me – as a viewer – that anyone as clever and deadly as Fleck could not, should not be imprisoned for Life. He’d likely kill all or at least some of his caretakers. Oh, and beyond those dangers, consider the cost to we the taxpayers!!!

Then I reflected some more

I realized those in danger of Joker’s murderous rage were not random innocents. It’s almost like they should have known they were on his “list.”

So who did Arthur Fleck kill if it wasn’t random school kids cowering in their apartments as the Joker sprayed bullets at his gang-rivals in the street, or if it wasn’t lone shuffling bent-over senior citizens blindly bumping into Arthur here and there on the streets of Gotham?

Joker was “only” a danger to…

1) Those who abused him, or

2) Those who were clearly uninterested in or dismissed his abuse with minimal further thought (“professional listener” in hospital, Thomas-helper-of-the-people-Wayne), or

3) Those who lied to him (his mother), or

4) Those who lied about him brazenly, making him a criminal solely by virtue of those lies (his co-worker), or

5) Those who chose to publically harm or humiliate him (White Wall Street subway thugs), for their own personal status-gain (TV talk-show personality even did it with malice aforethought).

Verdict

I give him a Life-sentence in a “country club” prison like Butner Federal Prison Camp, alongside Bernie Madoff and other bigtime financial-scallywags. Is killing seven six people outright actually worse than destroying the lives of hundreds to thousands through fraud and theft?  I’m sure surviving family members and those directly ripped off by Butner’s white-collar thieves wouldn’t shed a single tear if inmate Arthur Fleck went all Joker on them after suffering through one too many of their put-downs.

Hope springs eternal

Here’s hoping the MSM will one day learn how many of us are onto them..and that we are just plain ignoring everything they say unless it’s to fact-check them. Or laugh maniacally at them!