Leftists and rightists alike refuse to understand L.A. Rightist dimwits like Ukrainian/Jewish podcaster Michael Malice, who claims “L.A. is the second Detroit,” and other rightist dimwits like this tard who claims “they lock their doors and windows in Compton because it’s all black,” ...
Did I ever tell you my favorite memory from the George Floyd riots of 2020? I live-tweeted about it at the time, but since my X account was nuked, I suppose I can tell the tale again here. To set the scene... I’ve written many times about Century City, the mega-wealthy neighborhood (like so ...
You know what I hate? Liberals! Ooooh, I hate ’em so much. Bet you do too. C’mon, shake your fist at ’em with me. C’mon, do it! Shake harder, boy; they’re still here! The thing I hate most about liberals is how dumb they are! Dumb, dumb, dumb, amirite? Like, did you hear, there’s ...
What do you do when your entire identity has been built around a “they” that’s oppressing you, but “they” don’t actually seem to be oppressing you? You’ve taken on “victim” as your identity, but you’re not being victimized enough. So you’re forced to live vicariously through ...
I’m gonna start this week’s column with a very disturbing piece of video. In 1985 two dumbasses in Reno, 20-year-old James Vance and 18-year-old Ray Belknap, got drunk and decided to blow their brains out with a shotgun. Hey, at least there wasn’t a TikTok to livestream it. Belknap did it ...
Friday, November 1st, 2024. I’m at home going through my nightly routine (trying but failing to muster the courage to pull the trigger) when I suddenly start to get dozens of texts from unknown numbers. The first one reads “Is this you? Fuck FUCK holy shit!” Another Thomas Sowell text? No, ...
In the 1992 “Mr. Belvedere” SNL sketch, Tom Hanks plays the president of a fan club for the guy who played Mr. Belvedere on the sitcom. And the gag is that the “fans” are lunatics and stalkers who murder Belvedere’s pets, masturbate while watching the show, and write the actor fan letters ...
Last week’s column was written during my recent health scare; this week’s is being written as I’m recuperating, sober, and thus in a terrible mood. So to make it easier on myself, I’m going to dispense with three different rants. Maybe there’s a connecting theme, maybe there ...
Booze and antibiotics may not be the best cocktail for a column. But hey, that’s the fun. A week ago I bit down on an M&M peanut and it sliced through the soft tissue beneath my bad tooth (56 years old and I’ve only ever had one cavity, but like Babe Ruth at bat, you only need one), and the ...
