Hot on the heels of Edward McLaren’s Bothelford’s Gone, here’s another right-wing novel about the destruction of the Western civilization through mass migration.

A fussy liberal lady in NYC takes in a Honduran migrant to assert her leftist virtue to a right-wing pundit ex-husband and an anti-immigrant incel son. The migrant moves a bunch of gangsters into the Boomer activist’s expensive house and gives her a taste of reality. What follows is a domination ritual which the well-meaning and naive liberal lady brought upon herself because of her wide-eyed naiveté of a lefty do-gooder.

Shriver mocks Boomer cluelessness viciously. Zoomer helplessness gets its fair share of mockery as well. She’s not a great artist but you don’t need to try hard to portray the toxic empathy of women who use saccharine racial justice projects to plaster over the failures of their ruined marriages.

The rejection of leftism has gone mainstream, my friends. This is excellent news. Please read the novel and recommend it to others. A Better Life should be a movie or a TV series but there needs to be a production company that won’t weasel off and turn Honduran gangsters into evil Germans or Brits.

At the gym, there’s a stand with small compartments at the entrance into the the weights and equipment room.

Everybody drops their stuff there before going on to exercise. Handbags, wallets, car keys. There are no locks because they aren’t necessary.

Respect for property doesn’t exist in isolation. Gym visitors are polite and respectful with each other. Nobody stares, nobody comments at other people’s performance. People take turns and wipe down equipment after each use. Nobody talks on the phone or listens to music without headphones. Women are completely safe from grabbing or lewd comments.

This is American culture. This is not the human default. It’s the opposite of human default. A very large number of cultural operations carried out across the span of many generations brought about this result.

Unfortunately, this culture comes with a built-in weak point where it’s likely to break down. This weak point is an effect of precisely the trust and the kindness that I described above. People leave their wallets out in the open because they assume everybody is equally honest and kind. They extend this assumptions to the entirety of humanity and backwards in history, assuming it’s the human default.

This is shocking consistency:

I feel strangely proud of being so predictable.

The Bank of England will replace images of the country’s great men—Wellington, Churchill, etc—on its new banknotes with pictures of wildlife because it’s impossible to find any important figures who are not “exclusionary” or “divisive.”

A collective agreement on a roster of historic figures who symbolize the greatest achievements and the best qualities of a nation is one of the most basic attributes of a nation-state. The new banknotes will symbolize the end of Britain as a nation.

This is me in first grade:

We had to wear these white collars to school every day. Imagine keeping them clean and starched in Soviet conditions. In the photo, I’m wearing a festive day school uniform but the white collars had to be worn daily.

This man complains that his daughter stays in her room all day and doesn’t enjoy talking to him and his wife. Whenever she does come down for food or water, he’s always reminding her that when she turns 18 either she can move out or pay rent.

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— SonnyBoy🇺🇸 (@gotrice2024) March 10, 2026

People should quit the vulgar habit of mocking their family members by posting videos of them for clicks. It’s low, distasteful and shows up the whole family as a collection of smug, clueless losers.

Also, the idea that adult children should pay rent for remaining in the family home is equally vulgar. Strong, happy families are our greatest civilizational advance. That’s why there are so many efforts to dilute our family bonds and some people buy into this brainwashing.

Remember our neoliberal administrator? The one who “doesn’t believe” in the concept of a department secretary? The one who refused to sign the janitors’ contract and the janitors left? The one who believes that physics is as outdated as typewriters?

Yes, that fellow.

This year, for the first time ever, he received brilliant evaluations from faculty members. Before, the evaluations were terrible. People hated him. But now, the year when physics was eliminated and secretaries and janitors left, suddenly the anonymous evaluations are mostly very positive.

Why?

Say thanks to Trump. One evaluation after another commends the administrator for continuing the DEI policies in spite of the pressure from the Trump administration.

Lemmings.

People who use the word multipolar in the context of politics are as stupid as those who use the word gender-fluid.

I read a lot of police procedural mysteries for fun. This is the golden era for readers because there is an abundance of excellent self-published books on Kindle Unlimited. It’s great for authors, too, because they don’t need to depend on agents or publishers.

One thing I observe in the police procedural genre, be it written by an establishment or an indie author, is that the female protagonist is always the same person. She is a promiscuous, physically aggressive, socially inept, spartan slob. I’ve been reading these novels for decades, and they are all great but identical in this one respect.

This is not the authors’ fault. They have to write for a female audience because that’s 99% of the readership. This means they can’t have a male cop protagonising the series because you either make him a total eunuch or female readers will not accept him and won’t read. My favorite author in the genre, Sophie Hannah, found the perfect formula to keep female readers content. Her male protagonist is incapable of having sex because of childhood trauma. Her female heroine is extremely promiscuous but only because she’s in love with the male character who can’t have sex.

Of course, this was fated to end with us taking in crowds of additional “refugees.”

It’s extraordinary that absolutely no matter what we vote for, the result is always more refugees. Who will hate us forever and spend the rest of their lives vituperating us for existing.