June 4, 2017

75 years after Midway, I can state, unreservedly and unequivocally, that Auden was wrong. Not only wrong, but gravity defyingly wrong. In “September 1, 1939” he said “We must love another or die”.

He wrote that “in a dive on 52^nd street at the end of a low, dishonest decade”.

Only one aide: By the time I started to search for that “dive” it had been urban-renewaled out of existence, to be replaced by condos and cocktail lounges. I did find the dive where Dylan Thomas and Brendan Behan hung out. I was most pleased to introduce my son to it. As to the “low, dishonest decade’, ask Walter Duranty or Ambassador Kennedy or Lillian Hellman or any other of the Hitler-loving modern American Liberals who bent over frontwards, backwards, and sidewards to help the thug in the Kremlin.

It is the burnt finger syndrome – The Banality of Evil? – a condition that protects the extended digit from current or future pain, pain caused by past pain, pain coupled with the willing disbelief of civilized people confronting uncivilized people doing what they were genetically coded to do.

Yet again the snarls of “Allah Akbar” fill the night air and yet again innocents are slaughtered by votaries of a religion that considers independent thought or a healthy skepticism that is a hallmark of Western Civilization an apostasy punishable by death. It is a religion that only requires a dull mind, a large van, a sharp knife, a pipe bomb, and a large crowd of unsuspecting infidels. And yes. I and my children have walked on that bridge in London

 2 months after Pearl Harbor we began the messy task of rounding up 150,000 dirty yellow Jap bastards, savage Kraut pricks, and thuggish Dagos. Harsh language? I don’t think so. If Madonna can stand a block from the White House and exhort the mind-numbed robots listening to her to “blow the place up”, if Kathy Griffin, that old side-splitting, knee-slapping comediennecan hold up a severed, bleeding head of Donald Trump that succeeded in scaring the bejeezus out of his 11 year old son – Ken Jennings, listen up, I only have one good leg left but I will kick your ass so hard that you will have to take your socks down to evacuate your bowel – if they can say that and be shielded by the First Amendment, I can say “dirty yellow Jap bastards”, “savage Kraut pricks”, and “thuggish Dago thugs”, can’t I? In fact, if such noted modern American Liberals such as Senator Robert Byrd [D-WVA] and Bill Maher can say the dreaded ‘N’ word, the word that guilt-filled White men dare not say, I can say “nigger” too, can’t I? If I can’t, why can’t I? “Nigger, nigger” because before he came to be known as a modern-day Cicero – the Roman, not the crime town next to Chicago – Byrd, the head Kleagle of the KUKluxKlan, said it twice on national TV.

Nobody, particularly those sages afflicted with “eclectic indignation”, ever cared to comment that FDR, in a stroke of pure political genius, got Earl Warren, the hero of American Progressives, to do the dirty work and heavy lifting of internment by invading the supposedly sacred Census Bureau, just like Sherman did in 1864, and what a glorious surge it led to, and Salama Yobama commanded Lois Lerner to do likewise in 2012. If it ain’t broke don’t fix it.

The people who stormed London Bridge last night, the people who thought they were at Tours, at Malta, at Lepanto, at Vienna, at Omdurman, at the World Trade Center - and who says time doesn’t fly because I just blew through 14 centuries in pursuit of 72 infidel virgins – have chosen to step outside the wide circle of civilized society. Those still inside the circle must react overwhelmingly, disproportionately, indiscriminately, and incessantly.

Since they have no compunction about blowing up little girls, how about, before enhanced interrogations, we have them sleep on a lard bed? How about pig fat IVs? How about pork loin suppositories? How about the menu choice be limited to 2 items? Hog bellies or hog shit. How about giving them either hog skin winter coats or wet tee shirts? How about treating them like they treat us? Dare I say “Kill them all, God will know his own”?

Auden said “In the end we must love one another”.

Attention Englishmen! “Bomber” Harris took 1000 Lancasters over Germany to say “We are coming”. Must we also sharpen the knives of these “filthy little guttersnipes”?

Saint Francis of Assisi, Dorothy Day, and Mother Teresa can only survive in a society that nurtures, protects, and supports them Could Saint Paul go to a Sharia-run country and preach in the temple to the unknown God? No and No. And, unlike the Romans, they would cut his head off because there are no unknown Gods.

MECCA DELENDA EST

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Speaking of Midway…All hail Torpedo Squadron 8, America’s 20^th century Spartans. Also, praise to Cdr. Walter I. Chapman, MD, Corporal Leonard Putnam, Staff Sergeant John Lonergan, PFC Frank Rickey, Denis Greenough, and Steven Gregg. They told us to sleep well because they were on the wall protecting us. Having “seen the elephant” they know what must be done. lest we perish.