Adventures in Bad Lyrics, volume thirteen: Essential Elements for my HipHop Hit

Step One: Come up with about fifteen seconds of original material.

Step Two: Assemble these essential elements:
“Say what?”
“Whuss’at?”
“Nigga”
“Bitch”
“Par-TEE, par-tay, and let’s git this pahty stahted.”
“U.S.A.”
“Freakay.”
“DJ Wayne Williams”
“Secret Place”
“Layees uhn djelmun”
“Yeeah, Ow, and Uh!”

Step Three: Distribute liberally throughout original work plus another fifteen seconds of stol– uh, “sampled” material, and repeat several times.
(Helpful hint, no extra charge: Strang and Thangthey rhyme!)

Oh lord, stalkin‘ an old die yuppin.
190928

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Adventures in Bad Lyrics, volume twelve: “You’re built like a car…”

“…you’ve got a hub cap diamond star halo…”

Yeah, well, that’s not quite a beautiful lyric, but I reckon it’s better than…

…you got a low hanging extra wide rear end…
…your tailpipe leaks noxious vapor…
…you got a timing belt out of alignment…
…you got a cracked windshield and torn sun roof…

You dirty Sweden! You’re my girl!
Get it on. Bang a gong. Ghee yong!

190927

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Adventures in Bad Lyrics, volume eleven: Obvious Answers

26 September 2019 — Expressions like “I hurt myself today to see if I still feel” and “I just want to feel today” and “Can I ask you a question?” can all be profound and meaningful and beautiful or light and cheery with a beat you can dance to or redundant and stupid, depending on the delivery.
Grammar Nazis will focus on the redundant and stupid. Desire (“I just want”) and curiosity (“to see if”) are both FEELINGS! To ask is to already know. Just like enquiring after the possibility of an action one is actually undertaking (or having the temerity to do without permission that for which one entreats permission) the very entertainment of the thought resolves all of the implied questions.
So unless you share George Carlin’s or Johnny Cash’s ability to amuse me or to wrench my heart out, don’t bug me with your silly questions.

200105 — “Jou’ve got me intubated.  Situation in control, preparation on a roll…  Purina Tjou Tjou, Baaaai-bee!”

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Four United States Legal Tender Federal Reserve “Dollars” in scrip, check, or money order, to Greigh Area Associates,
c/o Gene Greigh //  401 Rio Concho Drive;  San Angelo, Texas;  76903

Thank You for Packing Heat

23 February 2018

I appreciate that Kentucky and Ohio are open carry states. Though I’ve never been a big fan of guns myself, or of cars, explosions, or other loud things, I’ve also never been uncomfortable around them. They’re just tools, after all, like hammers and automobiles. None of them are “dangerous.” With the same hammer you could build a church or cave in the back of my head. One act would be a crime against humanity, the other act simple homicide. Either way, the hammer remains guiltless.

Just like guns.

Still, aware as I am of the hysterical dread that many lefties have of “gun violence,” I like that open carry makes guns more and more visible day after day. By definition, the more something is seen, the more “normal” it becomes, and “normal” is less scary than “weird.”

Normalize responsible tool use.
Carry your piece.

update 180224: Back Fence (correspondent KR) responds,
“#1 Hammers and cars are dangerous. Look up the definition.”
A valid technical point. Toothpicks and teaspoons are “apt to do harm” under the right (wrong?) circumstances, too. Fortunately for the rest of my argument, the dictionary cites no moral component to danger. Please excuse my presentational error in not pointing out that the quotation marks employed were intended to signal the focusing of an otherwise inadequate, but approximate expression. Clumsy of me.
“#2 [G]uns are more dangerous than hammers or cars.” Maybe. Based on body count it looks like automobiles and firearms (at about 40k per year) are just about neck and neck, and hammers (at under a thou) are way trailing. Even so, hammers out kill rifles per se.  Though long guns can make for dramatic front page long range accuracy, overall, the handgun is the favorite for homicides and suicides. Again, checking the Ghengi-meter, it is body count that sways the argument for this actuarial analyst.
“#3 [H]ammers and cars are not built for the purpose of killing. Guns are. …[T]hey serve no purpose in daily life.” First of all, it really doesn’t matter to me that Louisville intended its Slugger to be used for swattin’ horse-hide over the back fence if Negan’s using it to splinter my skull. Second, you are disingenuous or misinformed if you are stating that a gun’s sole purpose is homicide. Not only is it inaccurate, in light of the mountains of evidence showing that the very brandishing of a weapon can be the peaceful solution to an otherwise arduous ordeal, but it is insulting to the great numbers of competitive shooters (of which I am not one, see disclaimer above about “loud things.”). It is even more insulting to the survivors of violence whose prudent foresight saved them or their loved ones (or other innocent strangers) from further abuse. Of course you’re absolutely right otherwise. Violence and the “implements of violence” (those specialized tools designed to advantage the otherwise weaker over would be predators) have no use in daily life. By definition, because attacks of a violent nature are not, thankfully, a “daily” occurrence. The trouble is, emergencies are always unscheduled, so precautions are just sensible. We’re told that God created all men, but we’re also told that it was Sam Colt who made them equal. Whether you are a ninety pound waif or a three hundred pound bruiser, it only takes a few ounces of muscle to squeeze that trigger.
“#4 Using hyperbole (“hysterical”) and pejoratives (“lefties”) doesn’t make it any easier … to engage in meaningful discussion.” –Maybe not, but it does make it more enjoyable for me. Besides, I thought “leftie” was descriptive, an obvious abbreviation for collectivist. But more fun and friendly, like “Greeniac” or “Losertarian.” Most hopplophobes are NOT hysterical, but hysteria is often exhibited in the presence of firearms. There is iconic footage of a burly cop shouting “GUN!” and tackling a little old lady because she was safely holding her pistol and pointing it toward the ground and threatening nobody with it.
[#5] Thank you for leaving your gun at home.” (correspondents EA & AM confer their approval on Back Fence’s comments, but significantly not on mine. That’ll show me!.) Knowing your feelings I would hesitate to bring any guns onto your turf, just as I would not smoke anything in a “smoke free” environment. And not to be toooooooo much of an [jerk] about it, while I respect your rules in your house, in the public school I’d prefer to suspect that there is a .38 tucked into the inside pocket of the “School Marshall’s” herringbone blazer. I know many teachers are averse to the notion, and they are excused. I may not have trusted Mister Math or Professor Sociology with guns, but I suspect that Doctor Agronomy or The Dragon Lady would have handled themselves just fine. (And thoroughly no disrespect intended, because I fucking LOVE MISTER MATH!)
update 180225: Al Assassid (correspondent AM) responds,
“[Y]ou say it yourself… there are those you would not trust with guns.” Correct, but I lean more toward due process than prior restraint. Those who are demonstrably dangerous and unbalanced SHOULD be disarmed, forcefully if necessary, but it’s going to have to be a rare and justifiable event to satisfy my sense of jurisprudence. Al Assassid goes on to posit a scenario in which Mister Math goes nuts and because I let him have all those guns he takes out the glee club. However, because Doctor Agronomy is also present and packing, he stops Mister Math’s rampage short, but not before a few stray slugs leave Doctor Agronomy’s piece and take out a couple of students in Home Ec. Summing up, Al Assassid says, “[Y]ou don’t get it both ways; you can’t have everyone armed and no innocent people dying.”
“[T]here is nothing to prevent Mister Math and Professor Sociology from owning the biggest baddest gun arsenal anywhere except…“ their complete lack of interest in owning firearms. It’s not that I don’t trust their intentions, I just think they’d fumble the task. As for innocents in danger, it’s always very sad, and I always do the math. History has demonstrated the superior efficacy of decentralized networks over the top down hierarchy, and when seconds count the police are minutes away. And sometimes people do make terrible irreversible mistakes. In a union of some 320 millions, horrendous anomalies are going to arise and it’s up to the rest of us to be alert to danger. Overall, six fresh corpses (if it came to that) would be less tragic than seventeen. If we can’t count on Barney Fife pissing himself outside the back window, it’d be nice to know that the retired Ranger art teacher was holding iron.
update 180226: Al Assassid reminds me that “it is really, really bad to kill or even harm anyone.” Oh but dear, karma is so tricky. If we have to use violence or threats of violence to disarm people, we are right back in that wheel. Judgment and vigilance and reason, oh my! I never pretended these were easy puzzles, just that in the real world we have to face some awful truths sometimes. I feel terribly for the victims of violence, INCLUDING the homeowner who shoots the intruder. I expect it must be horrid to live with that. But still… Don’t. Break. Into. My. House.
update 180227: Al Assassid concedes that “it would start a war if the 2nd Amendment were repealed,” but ultimately hopes to “cheer a bunch of teenagers taking down the NRA. Peacefully, of course.” I respect Al Assassid’s peaceful tactics and benign intentions, but do not share her concerns about those wimps at the NRA. They’re the moderates on this issue. For serious victimization prevention advocacy, check out the Gun Owners of America ( https://www.gunowners.org/ ) or Jews for the Preservation of Firearms Ownership ( http://www.jpfo.org ).

update 180305: Correspondent TW (“Assault rifles are used to kill, period”) takes exception to the notion of “hysterical dread” and asserts that “gun violence” is a fact, but seems to forget that factuality and hysterical dread are not exclusive properties. It is a fact that falls from great heights can ALSO hurt acrophobes, hysterical dread notwithstanding. TW appeals to the authority of an anonymous vet who claims that “an assault rifle is for killing people,” casually insulting the legions of sport shooters and defenders of hearth and home who seem to have found good purposes for weapons other than homicide.  Finally, TW asks, seemingly apropos of nothing, “Which government bureaucracy do we want to pay for — the one that determines who can own an assault rifle… or the one that bans assault rifles?” False dichotomies are as cheesy as straw men. Neither, please. TW continues not to get me. I want to reclaim these Responsibilities of the Unorganized Militia, not bleat for more government interference.

update 190913: correspondent AK calls for a “modern interpretation of [the] Second Amendment,” neglecting the fact that Eighteenth Century English is as precise today as the day it was written, and that it remains the responsibility of the Militia to be at least as well armed as the Occupation. As George Washington counseled, the Second Amendment is the teeth of the Constitution.

AK also complains that “nowhere does [the advocate for safety and freedom] state WHY he needs a gun.” Like do-gooders before him, AK demands detailed descriptions of freedom actually working before he’ll consider loosening restrictions. As for why I may have needed a gun (or a fire extinguisher, or car insurance), that may well be “essential information” AFTER the fact. Beforehand it is usually unknowable. The correct answer to “Why do you need a gun (or a flashlight, or a seat belt)?” is “I don’t know. I actually hope I DON’T, but if I do I’d sure hate to be without it.”

update to update 180224, 190924:
In addition to clumsiness on my part I also suspect insincere nitpickery on the part of correspondent Back Fence.

On Insulting People

20 September 2019

One of the easiest ways of insulting people is to tell despicable lies about them or people dear to them. Mothers remain the gold standard of rich and rewarding targets. This is particularly effective against adolescents whose personal value is often predicated on the perceived value of their pack and most especially their blood kin. In short, “Diss my dog, diss me!”

This tactic is far less effective against the more emotionally stable (or “mature”) as broad insults to unknown third parties have less power in light of realizations that can range from “This idiot doesn’t know my Mom” to “’Bitch’? Really? Is that all you’ve got? You don’t know the half of this woman’s strength!”

If you’re really intent on insulting someone, the best way is to tell him something that he believes. But how to know what your target believes? Listen, watch, and learn.

People are often eager to tell you what they believe. Ignore this. As (fictional character) Greg House says, “Everybody lies.” Whether he meant it literally (as in “everybody”) or colloquially (as in “everybody, everybody else, most people, some people, few people, nobody, or just me”) it’s a fair warning. Sure, there are some careful analysts who can sift nuggets of truth out of mountains of lies, but most of us don’t have that kind of time.
So if explication is not reliable, how can we tell what people believe?

Watch what people DO. Behavior is much more sincere than oratory, especially if money is involved. For example, recently Michelle and Barrack (Bubback Hussein Walker Bush 44) Obama gave us about twelve million good reasons to believe that they don’t take environmental hysteria seriously, nor particularly fear Miami’s, Micronesia’s, or Martha’s Vineyard’s being inundated by the rising sea. Here, again, “do” trumps “say.”

The other reliable way that people will tell you about their real feelings and standards and expectations is through their accusations. Just as with “everybody lying,” everybody also projects. We can hardly help it. Our natural assumption is to believe that everybody is like us. Liars will never believe you and thieves are convinced that you’re trying to rip them off.
It’s also why such a sweet guy as myself is the eternal chump.

Another way to insult people, albeit clumsily and often inadvertently, is to offer broad criticisms of popular stereotypes. Those who are eager to seize offense will assume, with certitude, that you mean them if they happen to match some superficial characteristics. Many others might reasonably infer insult if you have failed to adequately identify qualifying modifiers. Others may breeze by such qualifiers and assume that by “some” you mean “all.”

So be careful with stereotypes. Even if they are exaggerations, the middle-management martinet, the sedentary clerk, and the emotionally retarded tech type are still based on reality, and to the sufficiently tender, they’ll sting as badly as actual facts. (Caveat in re retarded techs: Insulting us is generally a lot safer. We often don’t even realize it’s happening.) As far as using stereotypes in general: If I’ve misspoken, I’m sorry. If you’ve misinferred, I’m sorry.
On the other hand, as (fictional character) Chief Smitherman says,
If you think it’s an unfair stereotype, don’t live up to it.”

On Branding

16 September 2019

I am simply horrible at marketing so what do I know? But I think that David Nolan and his friends made a serious mistake in his living room in 1971 when they came up with the name “Libertarian Party.” I don’t mean to kvetch, I’m a big fan generally, and I’ve been voting Libertarian since 1976, but it’s been an uphill climb.

One of the reasons has to do with our name. I know, democrat or republican or soviet or parliamentary are all just procedural descriptions, whereas libertarian speaks to the very core of our philosophy. But it sounds weird. Sorry, but it just does. And it sounds too much like liberal, which is in undeservedly bad favor these days. People misread it as Librarian or Liberation or Libertine often, and many more conflate it with libertine. As a result, an embarrassed ex-rake like Tucker Carlson must now excoriate the “libertarians” who corrupted his youth as some sort of populist penance or purification ritual. Other reformed sybarites and iconoclasts have traveled that same arc from infatuation to regret. It’s also hard for many people to pronounce. I don’t know why, but I seem to mishear it a lot.

Democrat and Republican sound patriotic and American and solid and traditional. And so does Constitutionalist, but it has too many syllables. Republican is pushing it at four, and Libertarian has five. Constitution might pass, but that’s already taken. There is usually comity between members of the CP (that’s Connies, not Commies!) and the LP, so I shouldn‘t wish to jump their claim. For the most part I think they’re already on my side.

The first Federalist Party was not federalist at all, it was nationalist. In response, the actual federalists organized as the Democratic Republican Party. Of course, over time, the FP dissipated and the DRP downsized and their heirs re-aggregated as Repucrats and Demoblicans, but nationalists all. Which leaves the politically active federalists of today scattered across the landscape with some clusters among the Libertutionists and the Constitarians. The Constitution Party saved me from Bob Barr and I’ll always be grateful, but I returned for Gary Johnson’s double-header.

I think members of the CP and the LP and other interested parties should consider scrapping BOTH vehicles and organizing as
The Federalist Party.

Federalist sounds American.
It sounds solid and traditional and Patriotic.
And it’s up for grabs!

Boldly Go

13 September 2019

Djolaantru!
I bring you tidings of joy and entertainment, or tedium and redundancy, depending on whether I’m cluing you in or just now catching up.

I spent most of Thursday (9/12) binging on Auld Trek. I’ve been an ardent Trekkie since 1966 and have rarely been able to get my fill of all things Trek. I also have never objected to being called a “Trekkie.” Though some of the cognoscenti act like it’s a slur, I wear it proudly

Find “Star Trek Continues” on line. It isn’t “real” Auld Trek. It’s an elaborate non-profit fan-production that looks and sounds and feels just like the real thing. Once I got past the actors (the originals are all too old or too dead now) it felt like I’d stumbled across eleven lost episodes from the fourth or fifth season.

While it takes a little to get past the new faces, this company makes it easy. Crafting a sound-alike crew from a pool of accomplished vocal actors, Writer-Director-Producer-Star Vic Mignogna has assembled a spectacular sound-alike ensemble of bridge officers. Look-alike bonus Chris Doohan nails the old man’s franchise with his own stellar turn as Scotty. Additional kudos to polymath sensation Mignogna for his careful study of Bill Shatner’s body language and delivery. From the right angle, he IS Shatner. From other angles he’s Kirk Douglas or Rod Taylor, but from all angles he’s a handsome fella in his own right and a damn fine James T. Kirk!

Assiduously following the set designs and costumes and wild bouffant dos of the original, and piling on intelligent and thought provoking original scripts, makes it easy to believe that, “Popping Planetoids! It’s 1970 all over again but THIS time Star Trek is still on and it’s still great!”

This aptly named continuation seamlessly follows from the foundations laid down during the first three seasons, even tying up a few loose ends that Roddenberry et al had left dangling all these decades. And while it’s all new actors playing old friends, there are a few familiar pros (either on screen or voice-over) as well. Watch and/or listen for John de Lancie, Michael Dorn, Michael Forest, Erin Gray, and Marina Sirtis.

And fanboys gotta know, “Is it canon?”
And serious fanboys understand that “canon” is in each fan’s head, where the worlds actually come to life. Federation Space is a BIG universe and only the tiniest fraction has ever been recorded. (Oh the adventures that Qinic, Romulan Renegade, has had, just running guns for the Maquis!) But yeah, it’s canon. The Great and Powerful Lethargy Lad says so, and Rod (son of Majel and Gene) Roddenberry says so too, and avers that his Dad would agree. It’s that good and that smart!

With just eleven episodes from Vic Mignogna and company, there is still plenty of room to fill out without crowding the last two seasons of that “five year mission” we were promised. Set phasers to “fun.”

update 211001, correspondent “STC” indirectly endorses this message and offers explicit thanks for these “kind words and support for [Star Trek Continues]” and also admonishes us to share this joy and to
Live Long and Prosper!

A Proposal of Armistice

15 April 2019

If such an acclaimed linguist as John McWhorter can (not just tolerate, but) embrace “Ebonics” then I think the rest of you should have little trouble with my useful laziness, my joyous envy, my noble cowardice, or Ayn Rand’s selfish generosity. If ya’ll’ll bend a little on that, maybe I can start pretending that brown people are “black” and pink people are “white” and depressed homosexuals are “gay” and maybe even that happenstance is “privilege.”

Nah. It’s one thing to reduce reality to black and white distinctions, but to suggest that good luck or circumspect behavior or not matching suspect descriptions are “private laws” or “elite access” is to turn civil discourse on its head.

update 200602:  correspondent CA acknowledges everyone’s right not to be assaulted, but points out that one group’s rights are regularly violated, whereas other groups seem not to be so harassed, thereby satisfying that part of the definition of “privilege” which states that it is “an immunity [that is] granted or available only to a particular person or group.” 

CA wonders whether I would consider that to be “luck” rather than privilege.  Yes, I call it luck. It happens from the outside and the recipient has no control over it. A privilege is defined and defended and exercised. Good luck happens to us.

And the right not to be attacked is violated for many races. Try being a skinny adolescent haole punk in Kalihi. Or Reginald Denny in Los Angeles.
Because right-handedness is the condition of the majority you could just as well invent “right privilege.” Because some are blind, you could invent “sight privilege.” I confess that I feel lucky to be able to readily digest lactose, peanuts, and gluten, but none of that makes me “privileged” either.

Wrong Answers

16 April 2018

introduction 190905: It’s a shame I’m such a spineless punk! I was never going to get these jobs anyway (so clear in retrospect) so I might just as well have been more honest during those tedious and ultimately pointless job interviews. I wouldn’t have lost any more than I did, and I might actually have gained a few more laughs along the way.

1) How do you get along with your team members?
a) You mean “colleagues”? “Work mates”? “Fellow employees”?
What’s a “team member”? Am I going to be on some kind of “team” playing some kind of “game”? I thought this was a job interview.

1.1) How do you get along with your fellow employees?
a.1) If they’re not idiots, just fine. If they’re quiet idiots, just fine.

2) What’s your biggest weakness?
b.1) I’m hyper-sensitive to stupid questions.
b.2) My inability to sustain the pretense that people are not fools.
b.3) A lack of self-reflection.

3) How are you today?
c) Irritable and frustrated.

3.1) WHY??
c.1) Irritable because you’re already asking about things that have nothing to do with this job or my alleged qualifications. And obviously frustrated. I’m here looking for a job. It has to be that I don’t already have the one I WANT so I’m trying to find another. Not having what you want is the definition of frustration. Go ahead and check the dictionary if you like. I’ll wait.

4) Would you characterize yourself as a people person?
d) Absolutely not. I’m not perky enough to be a people person. Besides which, people are just awful.

4.1) Uh… This is a people business, so…
d.1) I’m sorry. I mean I love people. People are the best. I’m so perky I can barely stand it. People never lie, people never steal, people never show up late, and people never ask pointless annoying questions. Do I pass now?

5) Do you think you’re better than other people? ’Cause you’re not!
e) At what? Without actual comparisons “better” has no meaning. I’m probably better at math and clearly more literate than most, but I’m also a pretty bad singer, so not as good as some others. Again, what’s your metric?

6) Do you think these smart ass answers help?
f) Yes. In addition to being amusing they also provide a cathartic release of tension and anger without using actual violence. So yes — “smart ass” answers are a very good thing. However, if you don’t really care for them, try asking fewer stupid assed questions.

And for the sake of stubborn integrity (or foolish consistency), I should apologize to no one, except of course to my former arch nemeses and our spawn, who all had to endure the same crushing poverty as I.
It’s tragic!
I’m even too awkward and inept to get a job as an engineer,
the very archetype of the socially retarded set!

Support Structures

19 February 2019 — The Old Red Con, the Green New Fail, and the Green Leap Forward are all too easy. They’re all good and they’re all apt, but Green Leap is best as it evokes Chairman Mao’s heroic efforts to centralize Chinese agriculture (modeled no doubt on Tovarishch Stalin’s Ukrainian Triumph) resulting in the deaths of tens of millions. In so doing, the Helmsman edged out Uncle Joe as America’s second favorite mass-murderer (“Honest” Abe stands second to none, even as his body count pales in comparison to such giants.)

24 February 2019 — Previous Kommissar Kasich said that he’d vetoed Ohio’s recent “heartbeat bill” because it “contradicts the Settled Law” of Roe v Wade. Maybe I missed it; did Komrade Kasich ever weigh in on the “settled law” of Dred Scott?

9 March 2019 –– Yeah, I Support the Troops. I’d rather not, but the alternative is prison. There’s a big chunk of support taken out of my every paycheck, and it is long past tiresome. I find it particularly annoying to still be supporting such filth as Robert Bales and Nidal Hassan. If it were all I ever had to pay again I’d cheerfully kick in for two last bullets. Although you can recycle rope, so I shouldn’t be so hasty.

11 March 2019 — Representative Tulsi Gabbard declines to parrot the party line that “Bashar al-Assad is a War Criminal.”: If MI-5 and ha Mossad could only persuade their underlings at Langley to convince El Donaldo that Assad is gassing villagers (“again”), just when it is least tactically helpful (again), and most strategically damaging (again), maybe he’ll murder more Syrian janitors (again).
That’d show her!

16 March 2019 — Marching to a familiar drummer, correspondent DL (“Concealed carry… is frightening”) is taken in by the logical fallacy of the seen versus the unseen. It is certainly apt to consider what eventual consequences may follow Governor Blevins’ signing Kentucky’s new concealed carry measure. If some future Kentuckian misjudges or otherwise misbehaves and misuses a firearm it will be known, and DL’s misgivings will be vindicated. On the other hand, when a lone jogger elects to flash iron at would-be predators, we’re unlikely to hear about it. In many jurisdictions what she has done is illegal, so she’s probably not spreading the news. And the punks who decided that rape was not such a good idea after all? Cowards and punks and posers are uniformly disinclined to signal their true colors, so the good news goes unreported.

27 September 2019 — It is amusing to witness Jill Biden‘s channeling Monica Lewinsky as she reminds us that it is sometimes necessary to swallow in order to support our Democrat standard bearers.

3 September 2019 —Agitators Of Conscience Ocasio-Cortez and Presley, antiFA’s own Congress-minions, betray their hands when they encourage black clad thugs to assault Proud Bostonians who would otherwise peacefully celebrate their own particular peculiarities. Their eager and adulatory support for the bail fund has helped to mitigate the discomfort of about a dozen or so masked violent apparatchiks, and has helped to spread the word more widely that the leftist’s answer to cogent discourse is a coward’s sucker-punch.
( * Ever the peacemaker, I select “minion” over “man” or “woman”
in deference to the left’s campaign AGAINST gender clarity.
)