Weekend at Karl’s

Recently Karl Ushanka of blog.ushank.us was good enough to host a meetup; Aaron Clarey, Leif who writes at Sword of the Saints, and Matt Forney were in attendance, in addition to myself.  Poker was played, and cigars were smoked.

At one point during the weekend, we decided to enrich ourselves with some White Guilt at the Diversity Museum; unfortunately, they closed early that day.  Not enough traffic to justify full-time hours I suppose.

Can you imagine their reaction if we’d walked in? Not said anything – merely be present?

Before the weekend was over, Leif and I had a chance to visit the Basilica of the Assumption; truly a glorious building, stylized after Notre Dame.

Here’s where things get fun and interesting; while we were strolling through the downtown, Karl got an idea into his head.  We filmed some video of ourselves walking down the street, and when we got back he disappeared for an hour, and came back with something he’d slapped together: Alt Right Dogs:

Now here’s the part where the story becomes about the story.  So we have Alt Right Dogs, a fun bit of cinema experiment, cool to the point of ridiculous, put together as a joke, right?  Everybody had a good laugh about it, and nothing more…

Until:

The video’s been up for over two weeks at this point, and we’re STILL getting Lefties (and Lefties pretending to be Alt Righters) leaving comments trying to insult us!

You know what this is?  This is a sign that we’re winning.  Just as the Hillary Clinton campaign is lashing out like a dying animal, so are the r-type leftoids desperately trying to lash out at anyone, in anyway they can – projecting, as usual, by employing the sort of language that would hurt somebody as mentally unwell as them:

I call this piece “Ironic Projection”.

If I were to speculate as to the proximate cause for their disturbation, it’s because the five of us – even while dressed casually – look incredibly masculine and heroic compared to the pseudo-males that lefties surround themselves with every day. The closest they ever get to masculinity is a cartoon character or a marvel movie, and so they assume that we must be putting on airs – that anybody who doesn’t wear tight jeans and an ironic hipster beard is putting on an air – and thus, attacking us for being “phonies” à la Holden Caulfield will upset us, because deep down we’re as callow and artificial as they.

Keep the heat up; Trump is way further ahead in the polls than the media wants to admit, and when he gets elected – and then when Hillary gets prosecuted – and then when we build the wall – and then, and then, and then – each one of these is going to result in a rash of these people offing themselves or checking into mental institutions.

And I can’t wait.

Incidentally: Karl’s planning to get out of the Glorious Hat Business soon – go and pick one up for yourself while they’re still in supply.  He’s got some interesting plans for himself following the election… but I’ll leave that up to him to announce.

Also: I’ll be joining Matt Forney this evening at 9:45 Central, as we cover the third and final debate.  Should be juicy!

What’s that guy in the background holding?