I want to remind @SenatorSlotkin & @SenMarkKelly & the rest of the Color Revolution insurrectionists of a very fundamental truth thats been a part of every American since the beginning: we will not tolerate Authoritarians who seek to rule over us, especially not Revolutionary Communists & their Islamist co-conspirators engaged in an attempt to bring down our government & install themselves.
The people you are starting a war with won’t show you any quarter. We don’t want that war you are provoking. We’ve worked within the Democratic framework of our Constitution, forged in the blood of the American Revolution for 250 years.
We will NOT TOLERATE your attempt to destroy all of that, in the 250th year of our nation. You have chosen extremism so extreme you can no longer win elections without fraud or violence, or both. That will not be allowed to continue. There are two choices for you to choose from:
1. Come to the difficult realization that you have lost your way & walk away from your extremism, & your betrayal of your country & your path of insurrection.
Or
2. Choose to carry on with your attempt to subvert & overthrow the Government, & ultimately force a reckoning.
I’m warning you with clear language & sincerity that if you continue down the road you’re traveling now, the insurrection act & the Trump administration will be the least of your concerns. You don’t have enough ACAB, BLM, Atifa, DSA & other chattel to accomplish what you seek to do.
The modeling your conspiracy is operating on hasnt taken into account who you will actually be facing- in the streets, on the roof tops, at the ballot box, in the courts, in your own neighborhoods.
I’m warning you, take the off ramp before it’s too late. Leave Pandora’s box closed.
@realDonaldTrump@JDVance@CynicalPublius@DataRepublican
This demonic goblin, @GretaThunberg, a petulant narcissistic idiot, is a stain on our public conscience. She is an affront to all that is decent in a human being.
@GadSaad@realDonaldTrump They said all these things because an outsider got elected who could bring the whole house down; someone who had no ties; someone who had never made any back door deals; someone who couldn’t be blackmailed
Trotsky – The Myth.
Ask a Western leftist which communist he admires, and you often get the same answer: Trotsky. The intellectual. The orator. The true revolutionary, betrayed by Stalin. If only he had won…
Look at the young Trotsky in the picture: round glasses, wild hair, burning eyes. Many young leftists today would recognize themselves in him. The look hasn’t changed. Neither has the certainty.
So let’s look at what he did when he had power.
Born in 1879 in what is now southern Ukraine, Trotsky was a brilliant writer and a spellbinding speaker. In October 1917, he played a central role in organizing the Bolshevik seizure of power.
Then Lenin made him Commissar for War, and he built the Red Army, directing it from an armoured train that rushed from front to front.
Deserters were shot. Military discipline was enforced through executions. Blocking detachments were deployed to stop retreating soldiers, and former tsarist officers recruited into the Red Army were kept under surveillance by political commissars. Their families were sometimes held hostage to guarantee their loyalty.
Cruelty knows no limits when you have no doubts.
In 1920, the Red Army marched on Warsaw. It was stopped on the Vistula.
That same year, Trotsky published an entire book, Terrorism and Communism, explaining why revolutionary terror was necessary. He wanted labour militarized too: workers organized like soldiers, subjected to military discipline and compelled to serve the needs of the state.
In 1921, the sailors of Kronstadt – once hailed as the pride of the revolution – demanded free elections to the soviets. Trotsky supported the suppression of the revolt. Thousands were killed in the assault or executed afterwards.
Then he lost the power struggle to Stalin.
Expelled, exiled, forced abroad. From there, he wrote that the revolution had been betrayed – by Stalin, never by himself.
He ended up in Mexico City, where he stayed for a time with Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera. And so the Western romance took shape: the exiled prophet, the revolutionary betrayed, the road not taken.
In August 1940, a Soviet agent who had gained his confidence entered his study and struck him with an ice axe.
The machine Trotsky had helped build had come for him too. His killer later received the Soviet Union’s highest honour.
Trotsky was not the alternative to Stalin. He was the same machine – only with better prose. He never rejected the terror. He rejected losing control of it.
The "good communist" is always the one who lost.
Next: Stalin.
What’s actually going on in Ukraine is that there is a massive incentive difference between the elites and the people.
The former have grown very rich off the hundreds of billions flowing to Ukraine, while the latter’s children are conscripted to die in trenches.
I have a serious question.
Democrats are anti-oil & natural gas.
How does supporting the democrats bring down the prices of gas & electricity when they are against drilling?
I can tell you exactly what will happen if Democrats regain power: They will use your money to fly deported illegal aliens back to America and pay them settlements. They will re-open our borders and ship millions of foreign people to any community they want. And they won't stop until America becomes an unrecognizable country.
An 88-year-old widow lives in a trailer with no computer. Federal records say she gave nearly $150,000 to Democrats in almost 15,000 donations: eight a day, every day, for five years. Her answer? “Hell no.” One reporter knocked on her door with the paperwork, and her reaction says everything. But somewhere out there, those donations carry her name, and she says she never saw a dime of it. So whose hands made them? Nobody has a straight answer, and this clip is only the first thread. Watch to the end, then tell me I’m wrong.
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The Useful Idiot: A Natural History
Specimen: Western, educated, well-meaning.
Habitat: universities, NGOs, quality newspapers, dinner parties where the wine is good and the opinions are better.
Status: abundant.
The useful idiot is not exactly stupid. This is the first and most important thing to understand. Stupidity would be a defense. The more precise diagnosis is what we in Poland call pół-inteligent – the half-wit. Not the bottom of the intelligence distribution, which is too obviously lost to be useful. Not the genuine top, which tends to develop the inconvenient habit of following arguments wherever they actually lead. The sweet spot: smart enough to absorb a complex ideological framework, to deploy its vocabulary with confidence, to feel the social rewards of appearing sophisticated – but not quite sharp enough to interrogate the framework itself. Enough horsepower to run the program. Not enough to question who wrote it. The pół-inteligent is the useful idiot’s technical specification. And the specimen is typically convinced – this is crucial – that it is among the most independent thinkers in the room. The delusion is important. Remove it and the whole architecture collapses.
The species emerges in conditions of comfort and safety, which is why it proliferates in precisely the societies it works to undermine. It requires a baseline of security – enough that the consequences of being wrong about power remain abstract, theoretical, someone else’s problem. Eastern Europeans, who paid in flesh and decades for the privilege of understanding what the useful idiot enables, are able to see this as naivety so profound it becomes a moral failure. Not innocence. Culpable ignorance dressed as virtue.
Observe the specimen in its natural habitat. It discovers The Cause sometime between the ages of 18 and 24, usually at an institution of higher education, usually through social contagion rather than solitary reasoning. The Cause varies by generation – Soviet sympathies, third-worldism, postcolonial theory, current-year identity grievance – but the structure is invariant: a clean division of the world into oppressors and oppressed, a designated villain class, and a role for the specimen as enlightened ally. The emotional reward is immediate and substantial. Belonging. The claim of moral clarity. The warm superiority of the awake among the sleeping.
What the specimen does not perceive – what it is structurally prevented from perceiving – is that it is being used. Lenin coined the phrase, and he meant it with cold precision. The useful idiot is not a partner in the project. It is infrastructure. It provides legitimacy laundering: translating raw power-seeking into the language of justice, making the predatory appear compassionate, and doing so with enough genuine conviction to be convincing. The cynics who run the operation cannot do this themselves – cynicism is legible. True believers are required. The useful idiot’s sincerity is its primary value to those who deploy them. And so Lenin used them – and so does Islam now.
The specimen’s lifecycle has a melancholy third act that it rarely anticipates. When the project advances far enough – when the institutions are captured, when the Overton window has moved sufficiently – the useful idiot becomes inconvenient. It knows too much about the earlier, more honest phase. It has friendships across the new fault lines. It retains, sometimes, inconvenient principles from when principles were the point. The revolution, as it industrializes, prefers newer models: fully formed apparatchiks with no memory of idealism to complicate their loyalty. The useful idiot is retired, marginalized, occasionally denounced by the very movement it spent decades building. It dies puzzled. It never quite understands what happened.
We've all seen the very surprised lady in Paris...
History is littered with these figures. Western intellectuals who defended the Soviet project through the show trials, the Holodomor, the Gulag – and who spent the rest of their lives in various stages of retrospective rationalization. Fellow travelers who called Solidarity troublemakers, who thought the dissidents were exaggerating, who trusted the official version over the testimony of people who had lived it. Their names are recorded. Their counterparts today are producing content, signing letters, and occupying endowed chairs.
The useful idiot is not the enemy. It is the weapon. Understanding the difference matters – because the weapon can, in principle, be disarmed. It requires only one thing: contact with reality at sufficient intensity and duration to override the social rewards of the delusion. This happens. Some recover. Eastern European experience – the unignorable, undeniable, lived reality of what the project actually produces – has cured more than a few.
The cure is not pleasant. It requires admitting that one’s most cherished moral identity was constructed by people who found it useful. That the independence one prided oneself on was curated. That the dinner party consensus was not wisdom but a lie. Most cannot make this admission. The identity investment is too great. They double down instead – find new framings, new rationalisations, new ways to explain why this time is different, why the critics are the real problem.
They remain, to the end, useful.