Late Night Road

A woman got out of her jeep at a gas station at midnight and was screaming and wailing into the phone, completely freaking out, saying that her son had been arrested for assault and it was completely unfair, he never could have done it.

I wondered if the son had inherited his temperament from her because she was acting scary and I wouldn’t put an assault past her.

Live Again

I’m going live again today at 5 pm CT here:

After that, no more videos until next week, I promise.

Valhalla

The same people who think it’s ok for men to identify as women are mocking Kash Patel for saying “see you in Valhalla” in his goodbye to Charlie Kirk. I’ve seen some very racist memes on leftist channels.

Seriously, why can’t Patel be inspired by Norse mythology which is the shared patrimony of humanity? Because of his ethnicity? Is that where we are?

You can dislike Patel for any number of reasons but this?

Manufactured Evidence

Yes, this costume practically screams “huge respect for Trump.”

What’s wrong with these people? Are they legally blind? Their brains are on the fritz?

It gets worse. They are now hounding some older guy with the same name who is a Trump supporter. That poor dude has nothing to do with any of this but they are dragging him because why not. This is when one really appreciates having a weird name.

Lost Friends

It never occurred to me to end relationships with left, far-left, or far-far-left people in my life. Such thought never visited me. But three people so far ended their relationship with me because I revealed I’m now conservative. And I don’t have that many people in my life to begin with.

A fifteen-year friendship where we’ve truly been through some hardcore shit together. All erased to the point where she couldn’t even put a heart on my post on FB about the anniversary of my son’s death. Let alone send a text message. Turns away from me in the street. And all because I criticized one policy by Governor Pritzker. That’s the extent of her exposure to my beliefs. Fucking Pritzker is why out friendship is over. I listened to a decade and a half of her expression of her far-far-left beliefs, and I didn’t drop her over that.

And yes, it hurts.  Also, yes, it’s not everybody. I’m deeply grateful to people who are not like that. But it’s incomprehensible to me that you can just erase people from your life because they don’t like one policy by one stupid Pritzker. There wasn’t a conversation, an attempt to debate. A switch has been flipped and, bam!, you are gone. Three times it happened already.

We are not the radical ones here.

To Round Out

And just to round out the previous thoughts, it’s rude and unnecessary to trawl after trans people and tell them “you are a man, you look like a dude.” I don’t do that and I don’t like it when others behave this way. But it’s not qualitatively, morally or intellectually different from people who told me on one of my videos that I have Yeti hair. Yes, I do have Yeti hair. And yes, somebody like Brianna Wu is absolutely a man. But it’s rude to say that to a person. Both things are equally rude and unnecessary. They are not, however, “phobic” and they shouldn’t merit any form of persecution.

If we could have all agreed on this reasonable, moderate view a long time ago, wouldn’t that be great? Now, I’m afraid, it’s too late because any person on the right thinks, “whenever I give an inch, you immediately demand a mile, so I won’t give the inch because that will make things worse for me.” And it’s true. It’s as if we agreed not to tell me I have Yeti hair to my face, and then I immediately demanded that anybody who doesn’t loudly proclaim I’m the world’s greatest beauty should be hounded and incarcerated.

Brianna Wu, by the way, says exactly this, begging trans people to stop overplaying their hand because they’ve made everything worse for quiet, reasonable trans people who only want to be left in peace.

Middle-of-the-road

On the subject of the Left’s incapacity to accept the slightest departure from the dogma, I have an illustrative story.

We all know my opinions on abortion. I have been pro-abortion rights forever. I probably haven’t held any other belief for longer. I’m outspoken and sincere. But I do depart from the leftist orthodoxy on abortion in that I believe it’s a tragedy. It’s nothing to be celebrated. Abortion, I believe together with my sisters from 30 years ago, should be safe, legal and extremely rare. The whole society, I believe, is functioning incorrectly if every pregnancy is not celebrated like the wonderful miracle that it is.

When I deliver the above speech to people who are pro-life, the reaction is never to scream at me or call me names. We end up having a conversation where nobody is mean to each other. I talked to Matushka (the priest’s wife) about this, in these very words. Obviously, she disagrees but it was a great, very peaceful, enlightening conversation.

When, however, I say these exact words at a leftist gathering, I get called names on the spot. “But wait,” I say, “I’m on your side on this. I support this right that you say you hold very dear. Why do you call me a fascist?” Especially since fascists were very much pro-abortion for undesirable categories of women, but that’s another story.

Where are liberal middle-of-the-road people? Where are the people on the Left who can say, “I believe in dignity and respect for trans people. But men can’t give birth, teenage girls shouldn’t have their breasts cut off, and nobody is transphobic for saying this”? Or, “gay marriage is good, no discrimination against gays is good, but men shouldn’t be able to purchase babies, and it’s not homophobic to say that”? Why do you have to embrace the most extreme position 100% or you are a Nazi or a psycho?

I shared the link below with a liberal friend, and her immediate and sincere response was, “well, I told you Kirk was a Nazi!”

People read the most middle-of-the-road, mainstream beliefs as Nazi and fascist. And they are utterly unaware of what they are doing and how radicalized they’ve become.

Mainstream

Charlie Kirk was one gigantic gift to the Left. A friendly hand extended over the abyss. I wasn’t a supporter because my goodwill had been tried well beyond my capacity to think anything could be solved by friendly dialogue, like Charlie fervently believed.

The Left should be standing at the head of the line to mourn Charlie. But it became so rigid – while exhorting everybody to be endlessly fluid and hopey-changey, of course – that it sees the slightest departure from its dogma as the absolute deep-end horror. That’s why people on the Left are sincerely confused when I explain that Kirk was a moderate, that he had a gigantic opposition on the Right because he was too moderate.

Charlie Kirk believed what the completely apolitical man smoking by the corner store before his morning shift believes. Or this guy’s very apolitical wife. Or his siblings. Or colleagues. Kirk’s beliefs are mainstream. BLM, pronouns, transing children, and no human is illegal are not. They are boutique ideas that seem much more mainstream than they are because people have been bullied into keeping silent about their rejection of it.

AI Training

A publishing company keeps badgering me to sign a “licensing agreement” for a book I already published both in hardback and paperback.

I’m very overwhelmed right now. Tomorrow I have another live taping. I have 4 trips, 2 of them international, before New Year’s. Zero words written for the conference talks I’ll deliver. The start of the academic year is kicking my ass. I have a record number of student researchers I supervise.

In short, I have no time for the publisher who’s obsessed with the book I wrote three books ago. But finally I got tired and asked them to explain what they want from me. With a lot of hemming and hawing, the dirty rotten bastards finally confessed….

….. wait for it…..

…. that they want to use my book to train their stupid AI model.

I haven’t responded yet because every email I start begins with intricate Russian curse words. I’m trying to cool down because all I want to do right now is send these people to the place that you can only describe well with intricate Russian curse words.

Speaking of which, I have extraordinary Russian cursing skills and nobody to display them to because everybody I know is too refined for such outrageous profanity.