The Wussy-fication Of The World

And Society In General…


Remember back in the good old days when, if one Man insulted another Man or his Wife or Mother or his Sister or otherwise stepped across the line of civility, that said insulted man could proceed to kick the ever loving shit out of slap the offender across the face with a glove--thereby challenging said offender to a life or death duel.

Pistols at twenty paces…

I’m not quite old enough to fall into that category of humans because I’m apparently a little more that a hundred and one half years too young to participate in and/or have witnessed that process, but a couple of famous Americans named Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton come to mind as one of the last participants in those proceedings.

I seem to remember reading about that little duel in school thirty years ago…the editors of the NY Times would pee their panties pants today over such goings on...

In the centuries before we here in America wrote a Constitution and processed the Bill of Rights and the ensuing legal rhetoric, men were men, and the men were quickly separated from the boys, unless they lived in San Francisco or today, apparently, in New Haven Connecticut.

And I almost forgot to mention the United Nations building located in the Turtle Bay region of New York City.


That’s because TODAY, people called DIPLOMATS, augmented by LAWYERS and other idiots CULTURAL THEORITICIANS which think that they can verbalize and negotiate their way out of the way of the actions of terrorists and bigots like those found living all over the middle east, want to TALK and NEGOTIATE and APPEASE the perceived wounds of HEATHEN ASSHOLES.

I guaran-damn-tee-you that Israel will regret the day that they accept the current pile of dog crap agreement that was “negotiated” on their behalf by the so-called United Nations, and I’ll be happy to remind you of this prediction next week when the next rocket lands in northern Israel or the next swarthy, wild eyed suicide bomber takes out a few dozen teens enjoying a coffee at a Wi-fi hotspot in Tel Aviv.

I still say NUKE ‘EM…