The more we learn about the Biden administration in particular, and Democrat leadership in general, I’m tempted to ask myself: “How could tens of millions of people (useful idiots) vote for these awful Democrats?”

But I can’t, in good conscience, be too judgmental of those voters.

I voted for Bill Clinton in 1992. By the time he ran for a second term, I’d had enough of him and voted for Bob Dole. Apparently, I learned my lesson.

I voted for Barack Obama in 2008. I thought his election might help racial healing in the country. In 2012, I voted for him again. Apparently, I did not learn my lesson.

The media, biased and lying, doesn’t make things easy for the average voter. None of us are invited to backroom meetings with powerful donors where the big decisions are made. We are forced to rely on unreliable media for information.

Sometimes we learn our lesson, sometimes we don’t.

I think the Democrat voters are wrong right now. But I suppose, if Trump steers us into World War III, I will be the one who once again failed to learn his lesson.

We live and learn. Or not.

 

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Ever surf the Internet and stumble across a pic of someone you know — in her birthday suit?

Yeah, me too. Twice now.

I won’t say her name. But you want to see, so here she is in all her glory (not sure who the naked knee belongs to):

 

 

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Alien: Romulus

 

Halfway through Alien: Romulus, when I realized that I was not likely to care about the film’s characters, I began to dread the final hour, which I (correctly) guessed would be frenzied, loud, and unoriginal. The cast, composed of attractive, vapid young people, had the charisma of teenagers trapped in cabins in the woods. This was not a crew of fleshed-out, interesting adults on a spaceship.

The plot, in which our youngsters attempt to escape manual labor on a space outpost, is just a series of greatest hits from its inspiration, the original Alien movies. Here is a partial checklist: milky android blood, acidic alien blood, chest-bursting, face-hugging, humans stuck in xenomorph goo. We saw it all before in the original films. Every time there was a reprise of some special moment, I was reminded of how much better the first flicks are.

That leaves jump scares and special effects, which are impressive, but not impressive enough to compensate for a lazy script.

I would be remiss not to mention this film’s ties to the age of “woke.” The deaths are predictable (it’s not good to be a white male; you are either evil or early alien-meat). As for our heroine, unlike beloved Ripley, whose battle chops are explained in the first two movies, young Rain (Cailee Spaeny) has no apparent training nor skills. Yet she is more than a match for the nasty aliens. And did they really swap Ripley’s pet cat for Rain’s pet black man? Doesn’t seem very woke to me. Release: 2024  Grade: C-

 

Would I watch it again? No. There are much better films in this franchise.

 

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The Return of the Pussy

Poor Rosa Parks. From the back of the bus to the front of some panties.

 

If the Met Gala is any indication, looks like the pussy is back.

These things run in cycles. For example, 1992, the year in which Sharon Stone flashed the world her privates in Basic Instinct, was a year of the pussy.

2021, on the other hand, was the year Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez asked the world (aside from booty man Alex Stein) to admire her backside at the Met Gala (below).

 

 

But now, apparently, thanks to Halle Berry and singer Lisa, the pussy is back.

I mention all of this merely as a public service. That, and I wanted to post some pictures.

 

 

 

 

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Civil War?

 

It should be common sense, and this is hardly an original thought on my part, but it seems to me that we need the left and we need the right.

Stereotypically, the left is composed of dreamers. Also stereotypically, the right is composed of practical thinkers.

Problems arise when one side dominates the other and seeks to impose its worldview.

In recent years, the left has gained control of just about every institution, and Biden imposed liberal policies on everyone.

Trump is the backlash. I don’t want Trump to dictate every social policy in perpetuity any more than I want the left to do the same.

 

I’d rather think about pussies.

 

 

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I’ve been feeling a bit black-pilled this week. First, I got news that a close relative is not doing well, thanks to Alzheimer’s and that disease’s physical and mental toll.

Then I made the mistake of watching a Tim Pool podcast in which the panel discussed the likelihood of A.I. dismantling human civilization.

And now I’ve come down with a nagging toothache.

All of this means I am not in the mood to care about Trump or his enemies. 

 

I need a pick-me-up.  I need something pleasant and mindless.

I need to watch this:

 

 

 

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Don’t blame me. I just told A.I., “picture of one man in the locker room with women.” See below.

 

Quiet Before the Storm?

 

As expected, Trump’s second term has been, uh, eventful.

But there are two events I keep waiting and waiting … and waiting for: The release of the infamous Epstein list, and a decision from the Supreme Court on these immigration rulings by lower-court judges.

If I had to guess, I’d say there are two likely reasons for the Epstein-list delay: 1) the feds let the list be destroyed, and Pam Bondi doesn’t want to tell us that, or 2) Trump himself is on the list, and they don’t know how to spin it.

As for the Supreme Court, I blame wishy-washy, image-conscious Chief Justice John Roberts. He knows he’ll get hammered, whichever way the court rules, and he doesn’t have the balls to do the right (or wrong) thing. Roberts desperately needs to stop reading his press clippings.

 

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I wasn’t sure before, but with all the judicial warfare on Trump, it seems clear that we are, indeed, in “the fourth turning.”

 

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You go (away, please) girls!

 

I took in an NBA playoff game on ESPN the other night. Two of the three studio hosts were women. The announcing crew was composed of two men and a woman. Do the math: 50 percent female in a domain that used to be exclusively male.

This is why, although I do support women in their battle against transexuals in their locker rooms, my support is only half-hearted.

Male sports, which used to be a refuge for men to — at least briefly — escape the omnipresence of females in their lives (sorry ladies, but that’s true), have been invaded in the name of “progress.” Yet when the sacred women’s locker room is invaded by biological males (see creepy picture at top), well, we can’t have that!

Looks like hypocrisy to me. Big time.

 

 

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Black Mirror, Season 7

 

Black Mirror creator Charlie Brooker, sadly, seems to read his own reviews and respond to the critics who praise certain episodes.

“San Junipero,” a season-three entry about two lesbians with a heartwarming ending, was hailed by reviewers in 2016 and so, season seven has another episode, “Hotel Reverie,” about two lesbians with a heartwarming ending.

“USS Callister” from season four delighted Trekkies and so, this season we get a sequel, “USS Callister: Into Infinity.”

What we don’t get anymore is originality, like we did when Black Mirror was a small British show in seasons one and two. Before Netflix entered the picture.

 

My grades for the six new episodes:

“Common People” — dark, depressing, timely, and thought-provoking. Just like the good old days. Grade: B

“Bete Noir” — great start to this one, but a silly ending. Grade: B-

“Hotel Reverie” — too long, and too obvious. It checks the “wokeness” boxes, though. Grade: C

“Plaything” — so-so episode, I think. I’ve already forgotten most of it. Grade: C

“Eulogy” — the best new episode, thanks largely to the ever-dependable Paul Giamatti. Grade: B+

“USS Callister: Into Infinity” — for die-hard Star Trek fans and computer-game nerds only. I grew so bored with the convoluted story and cartoon characters that I had to pause and take breaks. Beam me the hell out, Scotty. Grade: D

 

When Netflix took control of this formerly great series beginning with season three in 2016, it was the start of a long, slow decline.

Black Mirror is still a watchable show. The premises are intriguing, the acting usually fine, and Netflix does spend money on the productions. But the storytelling thrill is long gone.

 

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Trump vs. the Courts

 

The left saw no problem when millions of aliens crossed into our country illegally.

But now they expect each of 10-20 million illegal aliens to receive “due process” hearings? That will take a hundred years, and the left knows it.

If the Supreme Court doesn’t stop the madness, Trump should just ignore all of these radical-left court rulings.

If it was continually stymied by the courts, that’s what the left would do.

 

 

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Awwww … Bill and Donald are bonding. Does this mean there’s hope for the rest of us?

 

OK, that’s enough brotherly love. Time for …

 

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… Dumping on Dems

 

I’m from Minnesota, where we are used to second-place finishes. I’m referring to the Vikings, who finished second a record four times in Super Bowls. I’m talking politicians, where two Democrat politicians, Hubert Humphrey and Walter Mondale, took dumps in presidential elections.

But nothing is as embarrassing as this clown Tim Walz, who is governor of our misbegotten state:

 

 

By the way, Minnesota’s state bird is the loon. What does that tell you?

 

More Dumping 

 

We used to run an “Asshole of the Week” posting. I’m thinking the arrogant East Coast judges pictured below qualify as “Assholes of the Year.” At least so far.

(Yes, I realize there are more, but I’m too lazy to find pictures of them all.)

 

 

 

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Lots of glee from the left, and outrage from the right, about no-name federal judges blocking President Trump’s executive orders.

Seems to me that Trump should just ignore these agenda-driven judges. After all, isn’t that what Biden did — or tried to do — with student-loan forgiveness and tenants trying to stiff their landlords?

Speaking of jurisprudence, methinks it’s ridiculous, at this point, to believe that conservatives have a 6-3 advantage in the Supreme Court. John Roberts has sided with his liberal colleagues enough times for that estimate to be a squishy 5-4 advantage. At best.

 

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Most people only casually follow politics. But everyone watches movies. If you want to understand much of Biden’s term in office, I suggest you watch Being There. Or read the book.

 

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I think the best place to get balanced news reports (from print media) is RealClearPolitics. It alternates links to left-leaning articles with links to right-leaning stories.

These days, I lean right. Here are two good right-leaning stories from the past week, one from Victor Davis Hanson and the other from Karol Markowicz.

 

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I haven’t watched the video pictured above. I have no interest in nightlife in Stockholm.

But for some inexplicable reason, I want to watch this video. Can’t imagine why.

 

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Nosferatu

 

There’s good news and not-so-good news about Nosferatu, Robert Eggers’s update of the 1922 classic vampire movie:

A.  Eggers’s film has wonderful visuals and a creepy atmosphere … but it’s not very scary.

B.  The plot is faithful to the original story … but Bram Stoker’s tale has been filmed so many times that it’s now overly familiar. (Long story short: Nosferatu is Dracula with changed names.)

C.  Bill Skarsgard plays the title role … but Skarsgard is so altered — facially and vocally — that his vampire seems more like a special-effects creation than an actual human.

 

The biggest problem with Nosferatu is that it’s a long movie with too many dull stretches.

Silver linings: “Knock” and knockers. Simon McBurney, as a character named Knock, chews the scenery magnificently. Katerina Bila, as a character with nice knockers, rides a horse in the nude magnificently (below). Release: 2024 Grade: B-

 

 

Would I watch it again?  It nearly put me to sleep during my first viewing, so, not likely.

 

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One of Them Days

 

As the headaches mount for Dreux (Keke Palmer) and Alyssa (SZA) in One of Them Days, I was reminded of another buddy comedy, Planes, Trains and Automobiles. In Planes, an odd couple faces one obstacle after another on their quest to get home for the holidays. In Days, an odd couple is repeatedly frustrated in their struggle to pay rent by the end of the day.

Days isn’t in the same league as John Hughes’s 1987 classic; there are few laugh-out-loud moments, and the screenplay isn’t as witty. Then again, as an older white male, I’m not exactly in this film’s target audience.

But I was amused and charmed by the travails of Dreux and Alyssa. And the movie has a lot of heart. Release: 2025 Grade: B

 

Would I watch it again?  Possibly.

 

 

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Adolescence

 

 

Adolescence, in which a 13-year-old boy is charged with murdering a female schoolmate, has put the “manosphere” on the defensive. The problem for male-centric influencers is acute because Adolescence boasts the trifecta of dramatic excellence: acting, direction, and (apparently) writing. The British miniseries is racking up massive numbers for Netflix. It is a powerful drama.

There’s no question about the quality of the acting and direction. The show’s vulnerability lies in its script. The story implies that teenage monsters are the result of poor fathering. Or they are nurtured by social-media influencers like Andrew Tate and the dreaded manosphere. Or some combination of all three.

Critics especially like episode three of the four-part series, in which the accused boy has an evaluation session with a female psychologist (above). Surely, this woman gets to the root of the problem, right?

Wrong.

The issue is her gender. No matter how credentialled as a psychologist, she can never fully comprehend being a male in Western society.

It’s an obnoxious trait many women share, this notion that they understand what it means to be male. Men, in general, understand that elements of being a woman will always be a mystery to them. Too many women don’t seem to grasp that this mystery works both ways.

Adolescence would be more credible had it been more fact-based. The boy should have been raised by a single mother. Statistics show that a much larger percentage of problem kids come from fatherless homes.

It also would have made sense to target the dominance of female sensibilities in our schools, where boys fall behind.

Boys need more men, less feminism. It’s that simple.

 

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Speaking of problem males …

 

 

Some wag on Fox News pointed out that the image above, intended as a deterrent to gang members illegally entering the United States, could have the opposite effect.

After all, how is it punishment to have a front-row view of Kristi Noem’s backside?

 

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Still speaking of problem males …

 

The last two times I ran into problems with the censors at X both came about because I said something naughty about female politicians. My offenses: I questioned Ilhan Omar about her relations with her brother, and I told Noem she has nice tits.

Guess I need better male mentors in my life.

 

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