Mike Mountain

This blog post on the prosecution of dissident thought leaders discusses the state of American politics with the recent conviction and pending sentencing of the operator a Twitter meme account, Douglass Mackey, and the New York grand jury indictment of former President Donald Trump. The US government is planning to imprison  a popular social media influencer for having poked fun at Hillary Clinton on Twitter; A 'memelord' (one who creates and publishes memes), 33-year-old Douglass Mackey AKA Ricky Vaughn sentenced for up to 10 years for an image posted on the popular public website that only a total fool intellectually unfit to vote could mistake as real. This massive judicial overreach comes months after an excess of a billion-dollar legal judgement was brought against talk show host and activist, Alex Jones, for questioning the details of a public mass shooting event and news spectacle, criminalizing the voicing of contrary opinions to the current administration and the unipa

It is great to have a liberal Boomer father, and I will tell you why. Although it may seem a curse to some Millennials, having an absent, confoundingly wrong-headed, childish, self-centered, incommunicative, and downright evil-committed person attempting to give them advice, one thing can be as sure as the sun crosses the sky: Anything they tell you will be absolutely wrong. So wrong that by merely inverting the thrust of the statement 180 degrees, what should be the intended target is sure to be found. A man can be certain, if his ex-hippy father tells him to look one direction, he should definitely check the other first. If the Boomtard tells him to jump, duck. When he tells you to invest in your 401K, take all that money out and pour it into your gold reserves and guns. Literally nothing good will come out of his mouth as long as he breaths without it being labored and coerced by some antagonizing outside force, so lean into it. Boomtards are like a compulsively contrarian compass,

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” ― John Milton, Paradise Lost I am going to direct this at a hypothetical disenchanted suburbanite in the first-person, so try not to take it personally if it does not describe you, and even if it does, learn from it. Or bitch in the comments and I will be happy to laugh at or ignore you until I find it necessary to block you. No, your suburban home is not a dystopia. You are a lazy crybaby attempting to make excuses for your personal failings. You are not oppressed by pleasant and clean neighborhoods with large houses lined with seasonally blooming flowers, or modern conveniences like plumbing and central air. You are not held back by urban development, zoning, or so-called "food deserts." There is no such thing as a food desert. You are just a whinging loser who doesn't have the capacity to understand how good you actually have it from the constant pampering you have experienced since

The SSH (Social Sexual Hierarchy) does a great job of describing oft overlooked classes of sexual man, but so much nuance is lost in its widely generalized categories. Here I have drilled down to do justice to the in-betweens.   Deltoid Male: Very muscular V-shaped Delta Ligma Male: A gay Sigma Mecha Gamma: ChatGPT when you ask it to say a racial slur against anyone but white people Glamma: A gay Gamma Stigma: A Sigma with Tourette Syndrome Ortega: A Mexican Omega Alfalpha: Natural leader of The Little Rascals Smelta: A Delta engaged in smelt conservation on the Mississippi delta

I share and play a fair amount of music, and for that reason it bears repeating that a beauteous harmony is neither a substitution for due diligence and thorough investigation, nor an excuse to forgo one's defensive spiritual alertness. I wish not to be party to some of the deviousness that many talented musicians, who I admire for narrowly defined skills, engage in. A melody should never be confused for an irreproachable beacon guiding toward safe harbor and, in our day of so much cruelty and deceit, be met wisely with suspicion. Music is an emotionally manipulative tool often used to sow confusion and carry lies past the reasonable mind and directly to the naive heart. In the hands of the aberrant, it is a sweet and intoxicating wine washing the astringent tinge of hemlock past the guarded lips of the innocent and into the soft pregnable belly. Odysseus tied to the galley's mast to resist the siren's ungodly sweet song - Original AI art using MidJourney Music is a gift fr

Ever since abortion became a stand-in for feminism, the life of the child sacrificed for a woman's personal inverted sense of empowerment has been an opaquely veiled sacrament to Satan. The nature of this dark practice has never truly escaped even the addled minds of post-modernists, and their obscurantism aimed at the young, fearful, and impressionable sought to corrupt their spirit with the act before they ever knew better. This first brick laid paves the way for a life of debauchery. Forcing taxpayers to provide easier access to low-cost abortive procedures was not only an anti-Christian humiliation ritual, but always a way to ease the unwitting into a deeply corrupting sin, breaking the minds of the weak-willed. Now, after many decades of obfuscation, the pattern should be clear to anyone who once harbored any doubt regarding the devilish motivations of these servants of Baphomet, especially with the more recent rebranding of infanticide as after-birth abortion . Tweet from And