When Dr. Peterson made his way onto the stage, you’d have thought you were attending a rock concert. It wasn’t the expected polite applause you’d imagine might be appropriate for a lecture of this sort. It was full on, raucous, whooping and hollering cheers. We were in the 5th row, where it was easy to see Dr. Peterson’s facial expressions, and as he looked at the audience – smiling humbly and nodding slightly – taking it all in, it seemed to me that he wasn’t altogether used to this kind of reception. I expect he receives it often, but it seemed like something that still surprises him. It reminds me of how Daisy and I are still shocked when someone is all excited to meet us. You’re simultaneously delighted and humbled all at the same time, that you have a palpable level of impact on another person. It’s overwhelming, and for us at least, it’s not something you get used to.
Today is the birthday of a man who the left has long despised because he stood for so many of the things that don’t fit into their dreams of a socialist utopia that will be enforced by a totalitarianism unlike anything that has ever been seen in the USA.
Ella King was 57 years old when she learned how to muscle a rivet gun in World War II.
Her daughter, Anna Hess still marvels at the confidence and work ethic displayed by her Rosie -the-Riveter mom on the home front.
My next door neighbor – gone a year now – was the quality control inspector for the 16″ shells used on battleships when the local steel plant was converted to wartime manufacturing. The stories she told! It was clearly one of the proudest points of her life.
The history of the gay rights movement in the United States is fascinating. Is it a civil rights movement or is it a social justice movement? Is gay a demographic or is gay a community? Are gay rights the drive for civil rights, that gay people be at liberty, as individuals, to participate in society, openly, and free from persecution? Is it a social justice movement, the gay community driven by a countercultural constituency, intent on separating itself from mainstream culture?
Pongo is the Gay Guy With Guns and one of this blog’s earliest readers, in this piece he offers his take on aspects of the nature and history of the Gay rights movement.
The video has gone viral with almost 700,000 views on YouTube and over two million on Facebook.
“The video turned out even better than we had hoped and the response has just been mad,” Carless said, adding that her son, Archie, enjoys re-watching it. More.
Reality check: If you ask me, the real morons are people who do not realize that genetic diseases are becoming much more treatable.
See also: Atlantic: How Amazon jobs “harm” poor cities So there are actually jobs in those places now? No wonder Trump won the US election. No wonder leftism is tanking faster than a Lada driven over a sea cliff. If it is a choice between seething on welfare and sweating on the job, the seethers are useful to the leftist and the sweaters are useful to themselves.
“Mad” Mike Hughes, the rocket man who believes the Earth is flat, propelled himself about 1,875 feet into the air Saturday before a hard landing in the Mojave Desert. He told The Associated Press that outside of an aching back he’s fine after the launch near Amboy, Calif.
There was a period in my younger days when I became fascinated with epics disasters, and read about them almost to the exclusion of anything else. Pompeii. Chicago Fire. San Francisco Earthquake. Krakatoa. Most of the books were okay-ly written. The pick of the disaster crop of was (and remains) David McCullough’s account of the Johnstown Flood. I’ll bet that man can make a great read of his Christmas thank-you notes.
In any case, last night I was reading BBC articles when I came upon a story about a disaster I had missed. And one that is still ongoing: the mine fire that turned Centralia, Pennsylvania, into a virtual ghost town. I use the term “virtual” because it seems a handful of people, inexplicably, still live there.
Just in case you are wondering about the symbolism here you essentially have all “saved” but deceased American heros behind Jesus, the sinners on the right (liberal judges, single mothers, corrupt politicians, Marxist professors, female television reporters, and I think Ben Shapiro), with the righteous on the left that includes doctors, soldiers, responsible mothers, farmers, legal immigrants, and earnest students.
Does Canada, or anywhere else in the Anglosphere, produce non-ironic artwork like this?
Evolutionary theorists propose that female desire for domineering males helped create a patriarchal world
In principle, evolutionary psychology, which seeks to understand our behavior in light of the fact that we are products of natural selection, can give us deep insights into ourselves. In practice, the field often reinforces insidious prejudices. That was the theme of my recent column “Darwin Was Sexist, and So Are Many Modern Scientists.”
The column provoked such intense pushback that I decided to write this follow-up post.
COLUMBUS, Ohio — Dennis Murphy sniffed the bobcat urine he uses to lure his prey. He checked the silencer on his AR-15 assault rifle and loaded a few snares into his Ford pickup.
“Let’s go kill some coyotes,” he said.
But he wasn’t heading for the wilderness. Mr. Murphy’s stalking ground is on the contentious new frontier where hunters are clashing with conservationists: cities and suburbs.
Coyotes are largely associated with their ancestral bastions in the wild lands of the American West, but they are highly adaptable, and in recent years they have been colonizing large population centers throughout North America. The hunters have come after them, stalking the predators in settings like strip mall parking lots, housing tract cul-de-sacs, and plazas in the shadow of skyscrapers.
For those of you who haven’t heard, Mary and I moved from Florida to a tiny town in West Virginia to be closer to our parents. We are experiencing wonderful culture shock. I am not a fan of the winding mountain roads. Supermarket and hardware stores are over 20 miles away. And yet, we unexpectedly love our new heavenly haven of Americana.