From Warden at Ace’s place, we’ll just put a few pull quotes up here while urging you to read the whole thing, because it encompasses so perfectly how His Imperial Majesty feels about the election, our new President and the hysteria of the left, now that they’re the ones tasting the boot in their mouthes.
And this is where everything funnels down to the very nexus of my change in attitude from “Do unto others” to “I will do unto you what you do unto me.”
It’s two words: Memories Pizza.
It was that moment that everything changed for me–not only the harassment, fake Yelp reviews and the death threats that forced them to temporarily close up shop–oh, that was bad enough, but the most powerful man on Earth bullying a couple of small town pizza owners from Indiana simply for expressing an opinion on a hypothetical asked of them by a reporter with a malicious agenda? That was when I snapped.
Do you remember?
It’s this that sent me to a place from which I’ll never return. I literally don’t care what Donald Trump does because nothing he can do is worse than what they’ve already done.
Donald Trump isn’t the bully; he only insults and abuses people in power who have attacked him. They’re the fucking bullies. The left, with their smears, their witch hunts, their slanders, their insults, their riots, their violence, and their weaponizing of the federal bureaucracy.
There aren’t any rules anymore because the left only applies them one way. And in doing so, they’ve left what once was a civil compact between the two parties in smoldering ruins.
I have no personal investment in Donald Trump. He is a tool to punish the left and roll back their ill-gotten gains, no more and no less. If he succeeds even partially in those two things, then I’ll consider his election a win.
We personally hope, as we’re sure that Warden does, that President Trump goes on to accomplish much greater things. All of our futures depend on it, after all. But even if all he does is to make the Prozis feel the pain that normal Americans have had shoved in their faces for 8 damnable years, if all he does is finally wake the limp wrists on our side up to the simple fact that it’s not wrong if you’re just turning the tables on the swine, using their own methods against them until they come crawling on their bellies, begging for peace, then we’ll take it as a solid win.
It’s wrong to kick somebody in the nuts, we’ve taught our Heirs that ever since they got old enough to potentially get in a fight, but it’s NOT wrong to do so if the dishonorable piece of shit facing you tries to do it to you first. And if he tries and succeeds, then you need to work on your technique and reflexes.
It’s never, ever wrong to use the enemy’s rule book against himself. He wrote it, not you, he made the choice when he deemed it acceptable to use his methods against you, when he showed up to a debate armed with a rifle, he made it OK to shoot him in the face with your own, and if you insist on resorting to limp notes of disapproval, then you’re the idiot, not him.
It’s never “wrong” to shoot a burglar dead, even if he’s “just” trying to put food on the table by fencing your stuff.
You didn’t force him to break into your house, he made that decision. And if he ends up with the contents of his brain group housing scattered over your wall as a result, then that’s on him.
So go forth, be merry, use every last one of the methods that the Prozis have been using against us since they slithered out from under their rocks, use them in good cheer, laugh at their pain as they laughed at ours, then amp the brutality up to eleven, because they decided that that was acceptable. Not you. And if, IF they come crawling on their bleeding bellies crying, sniveling and asking for a return to civility, then you may consider their request.
But not before that.
Start nothing, finish everything.
They started it. They chose the rules. Now let them suffer the consequences. Because we’re getting awful sick and tired of watching decent, innocent Americans taking it on the chin in the name of “civility.”
Fuck them. They wanted war, let them have it.