So I have added a bunch of new followers!
Time to reintroduce myself:
Hello, I am Clayton…A father, a dreamer, a long student of history, a veteran, a lover of ale and Southfarthing pipeweed, a traveler, an attempted logophile, and most recently, a poet.
Remember when the Tea Party wanted the government to follow the Constitution? We were labeled dangerous, fringe extremists, and a threat to democracy! But when the co-chair of the DSA casually announces that they want to abolish the U.S. Senate and replace capitalism with socialism, the media just shrugs and says, 'Oh, what a lovely, fresh perspective!'
And of course, he tries to sell you this Marxist package by wrapping it in the Swedish flag. Well, let's look at it, comrade! Sweden actually went BROKE trying your little experiment. They learned their lesson, reformed, and now have a system that's even MORE free market than the United States in many ways. The "socialist utopia" you always point to doesn't punish its businesses or billionaires, and EVERYONE pays higher taxes—not just the top 1% like you're promising!
They aren't trying to copy Sweden. They are trying to rewrite history and destroy the checks and balances of our country. But the media will just keep praising these Trojan horse socialists till the walls of our Republic come falling down.
It is commonly claimed that heatwaves have become worse in the U.S.
Climate Central and other organizations will show charts that show an increase in hot days since 1960 or 1970.
But the trend looks very different if you start the analysis much earlier and use the full period of record. The average number of days ≥95°F (35°C), for example, was ~18% lower during the 60-year period 1961–2020 compared to 1901–60.
Gerald Ford is the president America remembers as a klutz. Chevy Chase built a career on it. He fell down the stairs of Air Force One once and it followed him to the grave.
The man was probably the best athlete ever to hold the office. Starting center on Michigan's back to back national championship teams in 1932 and 1933, team MVP in 1934, and he turned down contract offers from both the Packers and the Lions to go be a coach and read law at Yale.
Then there is the fall nobody talks about.
December 1944. Ford is a lieutenant aboard the light carrier USS Monterey, somewhere east of the Philippines, when Halsey's Third Fleet sails into the middle of a typhoon. Not near it. Into it. Winds over 100 knots, seas the sailors describe as mountains, visibility zero. Three destroyers roll over and sink that night and roughly 790 men die. It remains one of the worst disasters in the history of the US Navy and no enemy was involved.
On the Monterey the aircraft break their tie downs. Loose planes, full of fuel, sliding around a closed hangar deck in the dark, striking sparks. The hangar catches fire. General quarters sounds and Ford heads for his station on the bridge, crossing the flight deck of a small carrier in a typhoon at night.
The ship rolls about 25 degrees. His feet go out from under him and he starts sliding toward open water.
What saves his life is a steel lip maybe two inches high running along the edge of the deck. It catches him just enough to spin him and drop him into the catwalk instead of over the side. In a sea like that, nobody would have found him. Nobody would have even known.
His own line about it later: I was lucky. I could have easily gone overboard.
He got up and went below to help fight the fire. Men died in that hangar. They saved the ship, barely. Monterey was so badly burned she had to be pulled out of the war entirely and sent back for repairs. Ford finished the war having gone from a physical fitness instructor who begged for sea duty to an officer aboard a carrier that collected 11 battle stars, and he left the Navy in 1946 as a lieutenant commander.
Thirty years later a comedian made him a national punchline for tripping.
The one time it actually mattered, he caught himself on two inches of steel in a hurricane, then walked into a fire.
Hi, @YouTube@TeamYouTube
I was demonetized for "Inauthentic Content."
I appealed that decision.
The appeal was rejected about 2 months ago.
Then after my appeal window closed you changed the reason to "Unsatisfying or off-putting content." 2 days before I can reapply for monetization.
My appeal was filed against a completely
different charge. I never had the chance
to respond to this new one.
Endcast Radio is an original audio drama.
My audience knows exactly what it is.
They use it to fall asleep, to focus,
to feel less alone on long drives and much more.
How is that off-putting?
How is that unsatisfying?
I already optimized my content for the
"Inauthentic Content" category only
to have the goalposts moved.
I'd like a fair, manual, human review
this time.
#Endcast #YouTube #CreatorRights
New DOMINION report CONFIRMS INTERNET CONECTIVITY. Voting systems were NOT air-gapped like they claimed it to be.
1.) The voting systems also operated outside of certified configurations:
In MI, AZ, GA, CO, PA, and WI, election management systems were deployed with modified executables. uncertified software tools, altered error-rate settings, and post-certification database changes, rendering the EAC certification label meaningless as a security guarantee. Antrim County's EMS was set to a 68.05% ballot error rate, roughly 85,000 times the federal VVSG ceiling of 0.0008%.
2.) Logic & Accuracy Testing Was Structurally Unable to Detect Deviations:
In every major battleground jurisdiction, pre-election L&A testing was performed on substitute machines, after configuration changes, with truncated test decks, or by the vendor inspecting its own equipment. Georgia pushed an uncertified software update to 30,000+ Ballot Marking Devices after testing concluded, voiding every completed accuracy test statewide, with no directive to re-test.
3.) Master Encryption Keys and Credentials Left in Plaintext:
Forensic examination confirmed Dominion stored master cryptographic encryption keys unprotected in plaintext inside the same databases used to store votes, a direct FIPS 140-2 violation confirmed across multiple Georgia counties and in Michigan. Maricopa County's entire EMS operated on a single vendor-installed password, never rotated, for more than two years. Election officials had no independent access to equipment they were legally responsible for.
4.) Voting Systems Were Not Air-Gapped, Internet Connectivity Confirmed:
ESS DS200 tabulators shipped with active Verizon cellular modems configured to transmit results on power-up. Michigan's Dominion contract expressly priced wireless results transmission. Fulton County, PA's EMS server had open VNC/RDP protocols with external routing to foreign IP addresses. A Fulton County, GA absentee ballot processing computer was remotely accessed and had data deleted on October 23, 2020. No criminal referral followed.
5.) Federal Oversight Contradicted Its Own Classified Data:
On the day CISA publicly declared the 2020 election "the most secure in American history," its own classified TLP-AMBER risk summary documented 319 Critical-severity vulnerabilities in election infrastructure with a 47% active exploitation rate. The federal vendor who provided certification oversight, the Center for Internet Security, was simultaneously funded at $27M/year to monitor internet-connected systems officials swore were offline.
Electronic voting systems, ballot-marking devices, optical scanners, election management systems, and tabulation software, were designated critical infrastructure by DHS in January 2017 because adversarial foreign powers had demonstrated both the capability and intent to exploit them.
The 93 documented findings across this attack vector establish that in the jurisdictions that determined the outcome of the 2020 presidential election, those systems were not operated like hardened national-security assets. They were certified against standards that do not require foreign-ownership disclosure, supply-chain provenance review, or independent adversarial assessment.
They were deployed in configurations that no certification body ever evaluated. They were tested with procedures structurally incapable of detecting the deviations that existed. Their credentials were weak, shared, and vendor-controlled, their encryption keys were stored in plaintext next to the votes they were designed to protect, their audit logs were configured to overwrite themselves, and their network isolation, the single structural premise on which every other safeguard depends, was false across every state examined.
Failure to substantively address this attack vector means the United States will conduct future presidential elections on infrastructure that a moderately capable adversary, foreign or domestic, can reach, alter, and exit without leaving a forensically recoverable trace.
KEY INFORMATION:
"Certified on paper. Connected to the internet. Credentials shared. Keys in plaintext. Logs overwriting themselves. Tests run on the wrong machines. In every decisive jurisdiction, the machines that counted the votes were not the machines anyone had examined on networks no one admitted existed, protected by passwords no one had changed. The certification was not a security guarantee, it was a permission slip to stop asking questions."
NATIONAL SECURITY IMPLICATION:
Voting systems operating outside certified parameters, with plaintext credentials, active cellular connectivity, vendor-retained authentication tokens, and remotely exploitable database ports, represent confirmed attack surfaces for any nation-state with access to the vendor supply chain, cellular networks, or the open internet. The perjured denial of connectivity by at least one major voting system vendor is the single most significant barrier to national security assessment of whether exploitation occurred in 2020.
The official story of alpha-gal syndrome is tidy. A lone star tick bites you, and months later you can no longer eat red meat. Tidy stories should make you suspicious. Here is what the tidy version leaves out. 🧵
On June 9, 1944, the French Resistance captured a senior SS officer named Helmut Kämpfe near Limoges. The next morning, his unit, the 2nd SS Panzer Division Das Reich, was looking for a response. They had already hanged 99 men from the balconies of Tulle the day before, chosen at random from townspeople, leaving them to strangle slowly in front of their families because they couldn't find enough rope for a proper drop.
Now they needed something more.
On June 10, Sturmbannführer Adolf Diekmann led his men to Oradour-sur-Glane. Some historians believe he confused it with Oradour-sur-Vayres, a different village where the Resistance was actually active. Others believe he knew exactly where he was. Either way, at 2pm his soldiers blocked every road in and out of the village.
They told everyone to gather in the marketplace for a routine identity check. People complied. A dentist came. A farmer left his fields. Schoolchildren were told by their teachers not to worry, they'd be back by dinner. A man cycling through town stopped to see what was happening.
By 2:30pm, around 650 people were standing in the square.
Then the soldiers separated the men.
The women and children were marched to the church. The 190 men were divided into six groups and taken to barns across the village. The mayor, Dr. Paul Desourteaux, reportedly tried to negotiate. There was nothing to negotiate.
In the barns, the soldiers opened fire but aimed deliberately at legs. At thighs. At knees. The goal was not to kill but to incapacitate. To ensure that when they piled straw over the bodies and lit it, nobody could crawl away. Men who were on fire and still conscious screamed while soldiers stood outside the doors.
Six men survived by playing dead beneath other bodies. One died from his burns days later. Five lived.
In the church, the women had been waiting almost two hours with the children. Soldiers carried in a large wooden box and placed it in the nave. They lit a fuse and left. The explosion released a thick, suffocating smoke. Soldiers then entered and opened fire on anyone still moving. Then they piled wood, straw, and chairs onto the bodies and lit everything.
The church bell rang for hours as the fire climbed the tower.
Women broke windows. Those who reached the ledge were shot before they could jump. One woman, 47-year-old Marguerite Rouffanche, crawled behind the altar, found a small window, and squeezed through. She dropped three meters to the ground. A 19-year-old named Henriette Joyeux saw her and followed, throwing her seven-month-old baby out first. Soldiers shot the baby out of the air. Then shot Henriette. Then shot Marguerite five times as she ran.
Marguerite survived by lying still beneath pea plants in a garden while the village burned around her. She lay there until the next morning. She was the only person to leave the church alive.
The youngest confirmed victim was seven days old.
After the killings, the soldiers spent the afternoon looting every building. Food, valuables, livestock, wine. Some burned homes with elderly residents still inside. Then they ate dinner. That evening. In the area.
The next morning, relatives from surrounding villages arrived looking for their families. They found 642 dead and a village of smoking ruins.
The aftermath is almost as horrifying as the massacre itself.
At the 1953 war crimes tribunal, 65 men were indicted. Only 20 could be found. Fourteen were Alsatians, French citizens, and Alsace threatened to riot if its sons were convicted. An amnesty law was quietly passed. Almost everyone walked free within a year.
Nobody spent meaningful time in prison for Oradour-sur-Glane.
By French law, nothing in the original village may be moved, repaired, or altered. The rusted cars sit in the street where they burned. The sewing machines are fused to the shop floors. The baby carriages are still there. The church stands open to the sky with a plaque listing the names of the children killed inside.
You can walk through it today.
82 years ago this morning, those 642 people had no idea. The dentist was thinking about his afternoon appointments. The teachers were relieved the children were behaving. The man on the bicycle was annoyed about the delay.
By 6pm they were all dead, and the soldiers who killed them were eating dinner.
Never forget Oradour-sur-Glane.
To remind everyone what really happened that night:
• They cut off testicles and shoved them into the victims's mouths.
• They stabbed pregnant women in the womb and raped them.
• They beheaded people.
• They gouged people's eyes out.
French authorities worked overtime to keep these details away from the public.
And apparently, the mastermind behind this atrocity will soon walk, because European leaders are cowards and traitors who will never do the right thing.
@ncri_io Again, this is what Communists do.
This is why enforcing the Communist Control Act isn't an abridgment of free speech, it's a matter of national security.
Being an active Marxist fundamentally means cooperation with enemy states to overthrow the country.
Assissination Culture
We stand at the precipice of a republic devouring itself, not through the crude machinery of revolution, but through a subtler, more insidious assassination culture...a pathology that has metastasized in the American soul.
Last night, at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner, the third attempt on President Donald Trump’s life unfolded in real time:
a gunman, armed to the teeth, charging a security checkpoint, shots ringing out as Secret Service agents shielded the man who refuses to kneel.
Trump was evacuated amid the chaos, unharmed yet again. But make no mistake...this was no random act of a “lone wolf.”
It was the predictable harvest of a cultivated venom.
The left has crossed the Rubicon of rhetoric into ritualized bloodlust.
They have psychologized dissent as existential evil:
if your opinions deviate from their sacred catechism of equity, climate eschatology, and identity idolatry, you are not merely wrong...you are a pathogen to be excised.
This is not hyperbole; it is the logical endpoint of a worldview steeped in Nietzschean ressentiment, where the strong (the builder, the unapologetic patriot, the disruptor of their managerial paradise) must be broken lest their very existence indict the fragility of the narrative.
Dehumanization precedes the dagger.
Trump is not a politician to them; he is the Antichrist of their secular theology, and in such a cosmology, assassination becomes sacrament.
The media’s decades-long demonization...“threat to democracy,” “Hitler redux,” stochastic terrorism by proxy...has licensed the unstable, the ideologue, and the zealot to act.
They do not debate; they excommunicate.
And when words fail, bullets are the final edit.
Yet the deeper rot lies in the Republican enablers, those hollow men in suits who wring their hands and mutter platitudes while the knives sharpen.
They do not fight because, in the shadowed recesses of their ambition, they do not want Trump to prevail.
He exposes their cowardice...their preference for managed decline over visceral confrontation, for country-club conservatism over the raw, lethal defense of the republic.
Secretly, many of them crave his erasure:
it would restore their illusion of control, their place in the uniparty pantheon where power is traded like poker chips, never risked for principle.
This is the pathology of the eunuch elite:
they fear the left’s mobs less than they fear the populist fury that Trump channels.
They are complicit by omission, philosophical cowards who quote Locke while the social contract burns.
Philosophically, this is the death of the Enlightenment’s fragile truce:
the belief that ideas clash in the arena of reason, not the coliseum of violence.
Hobbes warned us...without the Leviathan of law and mutual restraint, life reverts to the war of all against all.
The left has rejected the Leviathan for their own:
a soft totalitarianism where tolerance is weaponized against the tolerant.
Republicans, meanwhile, offer no counter-Leviathan, only managed surrender. The result?
A nation where political homicide is normalized as “resistance,” and the body politic hemorrhages legitimacy with every silenced voice, every thwarted bullet.
This is not sustainable. An assassination culture is the death rattle of a civilization that has lost its will to live.
It demands not therapy, but ferocity...a cultural immune response that names the pathology without apology:
radical leftism as ideological cancer, institutional Republicans as necrotic tissue.
We do not negotiate with those who romanticize our graves.
We expose, we prosecute, we rebuild the ramparts of ordered liberty with unyielding precision.
The third attempt failed.
The culture that birthed it will not.
The question is whether we still possess the lethal clarity to cauterize the wound before the republic bleeds out.
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Cole Allen is the Dunning-Kruger Assassin.
Allen is not some random nut job from the fringes of society. He’s a very articulate graduate of Caltech, which means he has a high degree of native intelligence. He’s in the education profession. He is on BlueSky. He goes to No Kings protests. He’s your basic rank-and-file Democrat.
But it’s that high native intellect that led him astray.
The Dunning-Kruger Effect is, at its simplest level, people thinking they know more that they do. People who are high achievers in one area often mistakenly believe their native abilities make them experts in all areas.
So you get a super-smart guy like Allen, he excels in one narrow area, and extrapolates that excellence into thinking he knows more than he does in other areas. He goes into Blue Sky, he goes to No Kings protests, and he is easily swayed into believing all of the insane, violent lies those sorts of intellectual cesspools foster. All of a sudden this computer science expert is a national political policy expert too, except that latter expertise is derived from insane propaganda. The man with the intellectual skill to write code is not smart enough to recognize when he himself has fallen prey to propaganda, so he KNOWS that Donald Trump is Hitler and must be stopped.
And when you KNOW that someone is Hitler, what’s the right thing to do?
That’s what is so scary at this very moment—the sheer number of ostensibly educated Democrats who KNOW so many things are “true" that are actually so very, very untrue.
In many ways, Cole Allen is just an average Democrat, and like most average Democrats, he fell prey to credentialism and Dunning-Kruger. But Cole took it to the next level; let’s pray more do not.
Here is my recommendation to @realDonaldTrump when he speaks to an alarmed Nation tonight:
“I am exercising my constitutional power under Article II, Section 3 to convene both houses of Congress on ‘extraordinary Occasions.’ I have ordered them to convene tomorrow morning by 10 am.
I will keep them in session using that same power until they fund ALL of DHS — without exception!
And I will hear or brook no nonsense from the Senate — or the House for that matter — that they are already in session, just in a pro forma capacity.
My convening power allows me to insist on a REAL, not a pro forma session. And I will send them right back into session if they try to adjourn in a pro forma capacity.”
This is the mask slipping, raw and unfiltered...the death rattle of a republic being strangled in plain sight by the very ghouls who swear they’re its saviors.
James Carville, that Cajun Machiavelli of the Democratic machine, didn’t just slip on his podcast; he vomited the game plan with the casual venom of a man who’s spent decades mainlining power like it’s his personal pathology.
"If we get the House, Senate, and White House back...shut the fuck up and just do it.”
Admit D.C. and Puerto Rico as states. Pack the Supreme Court to thirteen justices. No debate. No campaign promises. No consent of the governed.
Just raw, surgical seizure of the levers of eternal dominance, because democracy is only sacred when it delivers their way.
This isn’t politics; it’s the terminal stage of institutional cancer, the kind the Founders warned us about in the Federalist Papers...factions devolving into tyranny, where ambition devours the constitutional order like a parasite hollowing out its host.
Article I, Section 8 and the Admissions Clause? Twisted into a weapon.
The Supreme Court as an independent branch under Article III? Reduced to a partisan rubber stamp, just like FDR’s failed 1937 power grab that even his own party recoiled from as naked authoritarianism.
Carville knows the polls:
Americans overwhelmingly reject court-packing and D.C. statehood as the cheap tricks they are...two new reliably blue senators, a permanent liberal supermajority on the bench, all while bypassing the amendment process the Framers demanded for structural changes this seismic.
Why? Because the public isn’t suicidal.
They remember 1776 wasn’t about polite debate; it was about rejecting the divine right of kings...or in this case, the divine right of coastal elites to rule by fiat.
These aren’t statesmen; they’re addicts to control, their prefrontal cortexes atrophied by decades of echo-chamber dopamine hits from academia, media, and NGOs.
They pathologize dissent as “threats to democracy” while plotting its quiet euthanasia...because deep down, they know their ideas can’t win in the sunlight of honest debate.
History doesn’t lie:
Every republic that fell to this rot started with “emergency” expansions of power sold as safeguards.
Carville’s “just do it” is the modern echo of Sulla marching on Rome or the Bolsheviks dissolving the Constituent Assembly:
procedural fig leaves for the guillotine.
It’s not reform; it’s revenge porn dressed in legalism, a middle finger to the Electoral College, the Senate’s equal representation, and the very compact that bound these states into a union.
And make no mistake, patriots: If they pull this off, the republic doesn’t “evolve”...it dies.
Two new Senate seats for D.C. (a city whose entire economy is federal patronage) and Puerto Rico (a welfare-dependent territory with a population smaller than many blue cities) aren’t representation; they’re engineered majorities to entrench one-party rule.
The Court at thirteen? A kangaroo panel for every cultural fiat from reparations to speech codes.
The Constitution becomes a suicide pact, and the Bill of Rights a quaint relic.
We’ve seen this pathology before: the same crowd that shrieked about “norms” under Trump now plots to shatter them permanently, because power isn’t a trust...it’s their crack pipe.
This is why I’ve been screaming it from the rooftops:
They regain the trifecta, and it’s not “suck it up and move on.” It’s suck it up and watch the republic bleed out, or invoke the spirit of 1776....the Lexington Green, the Philadelphia hall where men pledged their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor against exactly this kind of aristocratic overreach.
They want a one-way ratchet to serfdom? Then we remind them, with ferocious clarity and lethal resolve, that the tree of liberty still thirsts...and this time, the blood won’t be metaphorical.
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