You Can Sense the Fear

The Left is becoming palpably afraid.  I watched all the video clips of Elizabeth Warren and the crones on The View and the other crazies.  I read the articles in the New Yorker, MSNBC and the Atlantic about abortion and Biden’s poll numbers and Trump’s dominance over the Republican party.  I read articles by Harvard economists that threw up their hands and said that inflation will outstrip salaries no matter what is done but that bringing it eventually under control will require increasing interest rates to a point that guarantees a recession.

Bad news reigns supreme over the Left everywhere they look.  And it just keeps getting worse.  Even the few sources that claim they see the SCOTUS leak as a golden opportunity to win the mid-terms don’t sound as if they can even convince even themselves of their story.  There is no confidence on the Left and they’re trapped in a vicious cycle of Biden blunders and crumbling trust in the incompetent leaders of the Democrat party.

And what is their answer to losses?  Why, it’s heavy-handed attacks on the rule of law.  If a SCOTUS decision goes against them, they doxx the Supreme Court Justices’ home addresses.   If Elon Musk threatens to allow free speech on Twitter the Department of Homeland Security sets up the Ministry of Truth to punish free speech with Orwellian thought crime tactics.  These are truly desperate people.

And frankly it’s music to my ears.  America is getting to see first hand and hour by hour what a dysfunctional, inept and authoritarian regime looks like up close and personal.  From the hyperbolic lies of Dementia Joe to the incoherent screeching of Kamala Harris to the flat out lunacy of Elizabeth Warren having a panic attack.  Added to this we have the mainstream media spouting their partisan talking points while also reluctantly reporting the daily failures of the Biden administration.

This level of failure hasn’t been seen since Jimmy Carter oversaw his 1979 national malaise.  But honestly, this present catastrophe is just getting started.  It looks like the Democrats’ decision to achieve the “great reset” has achieved instead the great collapse.  Between the de-industrialization of America, the rejection of fossil fuels and the COVID lockdowns they’ve managed to collapse the vitality of the country.  It’s as if the nation is a patient in the emergency room suffering from shortness of breath and the incompetent ER doctor is treating this by holding a plastic bag over the patient’s face.

I’m trying to imagine where we’ll be by November.  Extrapolating the current trends, we might be in a shooting war with the Russians, gasoline will be $9 a gallon and the Thanksgiving turkey will cost $200.  Well, none of that will be pleasant but it may be necessary to finally get rid of the Democrats.

I saw a quote after the Republican primaries in Ohio by Mitt Romney.  He admitted that Vance’s win put to bed any speculation that Donald Trump’s influence over Republican voters was waning.  He as much as admitted that he was pretty much isolated from the main stream of Republican opinion.  So, if even Mittens is admitting defeat in his war on Trump, I can see the 2022 mid-terms won’t be just a landslide they’ll be a reckoning.  The voters aren’t “sending a message.”  They’re trying to save their country from ruin.  If only every senator was up for re-election along with the House in 2022, we might be able fire Biden and Harris too.

What we can do after the elections is keep up the pressure with investigations into the various outrages committed by Biden and company and quarterly impeachments of Dementia Joe.  It’s going to be a long two and a half years but it’s good to know that our enemies are in disarray and thoroughly frightened at what’s happening to their brilliant plan.  Good let them stew in their fear.

The Bounty Trilogy – A Book Review – Part 1 – Mutiny on the Bounty

I’ve just finished the first part of the trilogy, Mutiny on the Bounty, and I’m so enthused about that book that I decided not to wait until I have finished all three books to start writing the review.

(Spoiler Alert – Skip down to last paragraph to avoid spoilers and read recommendation)

I have seen a couple of the film adaptations of Mutiny on the Bounty previously and always enjoyed the story.  So I was impelled recently to hunt out the book to see what I thought of the more detailed treatment in the book and to discover just how closely the movies kept to the original text.

The story of the Bounty is the collision of a melancholy and headstrong Englishman, Fletcher Christian, with a brilliant naval officer, William Bligh, who was at the same time a venal, cruel and boorish man who inflicted brutal floggings on his crew for situations that he himself caused.  He starved his men for the sake of pocketing the savings he made on provisioning the ship and he belittled and accused his officers of petty offenses that he dwelt upon because of his obsessive nature.

The story is told from the point of view of one of the midshipmen, Roger Byam, a young gentleman whom Bligh convinced to join the journey in order to create a dictionary and grammar of the Tahitian language for a mutual friend of theirs Sir Joseph Banks who was the President of the Royal Society.  The mission of the Bounty was to sail to Tahiti and collect hundreds of saplings of the breadfruit tree and then transport the plants to the British West Indies where they might become a cheap food source for the slaves on the sugar plantations there.

The story chronicles the outward voyage to Tahiti and the mission on the island.  We meet all of the more notable members of the crew and several of the Tahitians who are important to the personal stories of the main characters.  Christian, Byam and several other characters become intimately involved with women on the island and this adds to the unhappiness when the return voyage begins.

Bligh and his minions in the crew confiscate the food and other material souvenirs from the men and officers, ostensibly for equal sharing but in reality, for Bligh’s benefit.  And when some of this plunder, a few cocoanuts, are stolen one night by one of the younger crewmen, Bligh accuses Christian of the theft.  This was the straw that broke the camel’s back.  At daybreak Christian enlists some of the seamen who had been most afflicted by Bligh’s punishments and they seized muskets from the weapons locker, took Bligh prisoner and took possession of the ship.

Christian and his mutineers formulated a plan.  Bligh and the officers and anyone who wanted to remain loyal to him would be set adrift in the ship’s launch.  The Bounty would be commandeered to take the mutineers to an island where they hoped to avoid discovery by the British Navy.  But in the event, it turned out that there were too many loyalists to fit in the launch.  The excess loyalists, including Byam had to remain with the Bounty and Christian finally decided to make a trip to Tahiti to drop off the loyalists, purchase provisions and convince some Tahitian women and men to join the mutineers in their new home.

Once the Bounty leaves Tahiti the story revolves around the fate of the Byam and his comrades both on Tahiti and later on when a British Navy vessel comes looking for the Bounty.  Contrary to all expectations, Bligh was able to navigate his tiny craft 4,200 miles to Timor in the East Indies.  On finally reaching England he alerted the authorities of the mutiny and a man of war, the Pandora, was sent to the South Sea to find and recover the Bounty and bring the mutineers back for trial.  The loyalists left on Tahiti and some mutineers who decided to stay on Tahiti were all rounded up by the captain of the Pandora and the ship searched among the islands of the south Seas looking, unsuccessfully for the Bounty.  But when the Pandora struck a reef in the Great Barrier Reef off Australia, the surviving crew and prisoners were in a similar situation to what Bligh suffered in travelling thousands of miles in lifeboats to reach port.

Finally, the story reaches its climax in the court martial trial of Byam and his companions.  And here we see circumstances conspiring to paint Byam as a mutineer.  Bligh misunderstood an innocent conversation between Byam and Christian the night before the mutiny and reported it as proof that Byam was part of the mutiny.  But the only one who had heard the whole conversation had disappeared in a ship wreck before the trial.  And so Byam is convicted and sentenced to hang.  By a miraculous coincidence the missing crewman is rescued and gives testimony of Byam’s innocence just a few days before his execution would have occurred.  After the trial Byam returns to naval duty and has a long and illustrious career.  But an epilogue has him return to Tahiti where the paradise that he had experienced there had been destroyed by exposure to the conflicting pressures that European lifestyle put on the natives.  Almost all of his friends were dead of disease or war and the population was reduced to a miserable and sparse remnant of what he remembered.

Mutiny on the Bounty is a fictionalized version of the actual Bounty story.  Although the characters are all based on actual people, I’m sure the authors have injected their own details and personality traits to give the story the desired tone.  It is not a history.  And for that reason, I will rate it as a work of fiction.  I consider it an excellent adventure story.  Being based on actual events the authors strove to convey the extraordinary hardships that the characters suffered while trying to survive the almost impossible conditions of their grueling sea voyages.  And the description of the idyllic world of the Tahitians in this early stage of their introduction to Europeans is remarkably effective in conveying a sense of sheer happiness.  It literally sounds like heaven on earth.  I haven’t read the other two installments of the Bounty Trilogy but I highly recommend the Mutiny on the Bounty story to anyone who enjoys adventure stories.

photog Gives His Spartacus Speech

One of the most iconic cinematic moments is Kirk Douglas in the movie Spartacus trying to rally his men before the final battle scene that he knows is stacked against his army.  He says, “Friends, I’d rather be here, a free man among brothers, facing a long march and a hard fight, than the richest citizen in Rome: fat with food he didn’t work for, and surrounded by slaves.”

Today I needed Spartacus to liberate me from the bondage that Camera Girl afflicted me with.   Out of the blue she declared that today I was to be an agricultural helot.  She had me uprooting trees, clearing poison ivy and planting shrubs.  As luck would have it today was warm and sunny and the May flies were biting.  But I didn’t quail.  I took my shovel, rolled up my sleeves and sang a spiritual about Pharoah and the Israelites.

There were no water breaks, no food breaks, not even a bathroom break.  She truly is a monster.  Finally, just as my back could take no more, the last stubborn root let go and the last tree was out.  I finished carrying the offending trees and the other scrap to the mulch pile just as the sun sank below the horizon in Dunwich.  Satisfied that the work was complete I was allowed to have my dinner.  But because I wasn’t sufficiently grateful for the gruel, I was told that tomorrow I would have to make bricks without straw.  How cliché.

So anyway, I was busy today with yard work.  I read through the news and it’s interesting just how uniformly bleak are the projections for the Democrats’ chances in the mid-terms.  Even CNN and MSNBC are declaring the abysmal approval ratings of Dementia Joe.  Of course, they throw in the obligatory qualifier that none of this is Joe’s fault but they have finally landed on the truth that none of the excuses that Biden and Psaki have been claiming seem to be working.

Even though I’m one of the victims of Dopey Joe’s sabotage of the American economy I have the consolation of knowing that it will lose the Democrats control of the legislative branch of the federal government in November.  And even though I know that’s a limited victory it’s starting to seem like that won’t be the only consequence.  I can’t point to anything specific but I think Americans as a whole have sort of reached the limit of what they’ll put up with from the Democrats and now are looking to get rid of them.  Now, how that’s going to happen I don’t know but hopefully there will be some smart guys out there to focus the outrage of the common people and use it to build some kind of movement.

I think it has to start with the governors of the Red States.  They have the power and independence from the feds to try and organize a coherent plan to prepare for 2024.  To my mind the most important actions would be around preventing voter fraud.  That would have a profound effect on morale.  And I’ve read that DeSantis has already taken steps in Florida to allow rapid action if voter fraud is suspected.

Well, all this unbridled enthusiasm is dizzying.  I have to keep reminding my self that Mitch McConnell and Kevin McCarthy are the top Congressional Republicans.  That calms me down pretty quickly.  But maybe they won’t be the leaders for long.  And I’m not expecting them to be replaced by James Madison and Thomas Jefferson.  I have no illusions.  But I’m sure there are better people out there.  I mean, almost anyone would be better.  Even Beavis and Butthead would do.  I just can’t accept that we will be held captive by these establishment ciphers.  Trump showed that if you speak the truth people will follow you.  What’s so hard for others to do the same?

So, this is my Spartacus Speech.  Fire the drones, the ciphers, the hacks, the grifters.  That’s what the primary season should be about this year.  And every year.  Fire the phonies and give someone else a try.  If they fail fire them too.  Americans deserve better leaders.  We need to stop being afraid of “losing the majority.”  A majority with the McConnells and the McCarthys is useless anyway.  Get rid of the fakes.  We’ll never get anywhere when somehow Mitt Romney is on “our side.”

Where’s that gladiator costume?