Hail, fellows, and well met. Yours truly is finally on vacation in an undisclosed location, enjoying sunshine, beach weather, and cocktails. Or rather, in my case, a decent bottle of red wine. I’ve never understood the American and British predilection for beer, and I understand the metropolitan elite’s fixation with mixing whiskey and gin with lesser substances to be even more perverse. As far as I’m concerned, if you’re going to enjoy a good glass of Scotch, you bloody well enjoy it NEAT, with MAYBE an ice chip or three to volatise the spirit itself, which is the way God INTENDED for us to do such things. We’re not bloody beer-swilling heathen barbarians, after all.
(OK, all right, I know, end of rant. And, to be fair, I am partial to a good stout or porter myself. I just can’t stand the frozen horse piss that most Americans – and Brits – call “beer”.)
At any rate, if you happen to see posts fall off both in terms of quality and quantity over the next fortnight, you’ll know why. I needed time to rest and recharge, and I’ve been looking forward to this trip for some time. Where I am, the sun is shining, the weather is good, the women dress well, and life moves at a decidedly more relaxed pace.
That being said – the past week has been a curious one for all concerned. One cannot watch events unfolding in either America or, across the Pond, PommieBastardLande, without thinking that things are falling apart a LOT faster than any of us expected.
America’s borders no longer exist – they aren’t enforced by either the State or Federal governments. Inflation has officially gone from a canter to a full-on gallop. You can’t seem to buy a house very easily, even if you have the funds to buy one. The country simultaneously faces high unemployment, high inflation, and a massive labour shortage – three things combined that conventional economics says CANNOT happen. (This should tell you pretty quickly what a “conventional economics” degree is actually worth in terms of real-world practical skills, by the way – you could use the degree certificate for toilet paper and get a better return-on-investment than your actual studies, given how things are going.)
In the UK, Boris the Floppy-Haired Sheepadoodle cannot seem to figure out arse from elbow (which is nothing new for him) and yet appears to be completely enthralled to the loony Green agenda. This is why supermarket shelves are stripped bare due to severe supply shortages, while inflation is rising at a fast clip, and households face a looming energy crisis this winter.
On top of that, British households also face a possible shortage of meat. There’s a bit of a back-story to this one, but essentially it comes down to the fact that one of the by-products of fertiliser production Over There (or Over Here, depending on your location) is carbon dioxide. Yes, that same evil, horrible, terrible, dreadful, awful, appalling, no good, very bad planet-killing invisible gas that just so happens to be plant food – and is also an essential ingredient in the stun-guns used to slaughter farm animals “humanely”.
Quite what is “humane” about stunning a steer or pig with a CO2-driven gas piston and then slitting its throat from ear to ear, is beyond me. I don’t concern myself with such niceties – I just care about whether or not I can get a decent steak and cook it to medium rare, to be consumed with creamed spinach and a glass of good Shiraz.
(The day I turn “vegan”, by the way, is the day that you can be sure the world has ended.)
At any rate, in the face of all of this madness, it’s easy to ascribe it all to random events and human stupidity. Tempting as that is, it is incorrect.
What we are actually facing is unquestionably judgement. We have ignored God’s word and warning for far too long. Our defiance always came with a severe and terrible price, and so it is proving now.
To understand what is going on, I recommend going back to the very chapter that I read from in last Sunday’s podcast – Romans 1. Read through Romans 1 from verse 18 onward, and you will understand exactly what is happening and why.
When you ignore the laws of God, then God gives you up to a deranged mind. When you have a deranged mind, you commit deranged acts of and with your body. And when you commit deranged acts, your nation eventually becomes deranged as well.
“Derangement” needs to be understood in its proper meaning and context. In both mathematical and linguistic terms, it means to disturb the functioning or placement of an order such that the original order can no longer work. And that, my friends, is precisely what we have today – a deranged society.
Such a society cannot possibly function without someone or something coming along to straighten it out, hard and fast. And that is going to happen very soon. It is already happening. We just don’t quite see it yet.
As I keep saying, to the point where I know that you’re all sick of me saying it – this is not going to end well.
What are we to do in the face of these continued and terrible disasters? Simple – not easy, but simple. Stick to the Word. Stay free of sin – inasmuch as we can. Beg forgiveness and repent when we do sin. Speak the truth, and do not fear the consequences of doing so – which is VERY, VERY DIFFICULT TO DO. (Trust me, I know.)
Most importantly – when called upon to act righteously, ACT. Do not hesitate. The Big Fella Upstairs is patient and forgiving in ways that defy human understanding, but when He issues an order to His soldiers here on Earth, He is NOT interested in dithering or pushback. Shut the F**K up and ACT.
And with that exhortation, let’s move on to the morale-booster of the week. For it is, after all, Friday, and that means a lovely lady to keep us all happy.
Her name is Sylwia Bober, and that’s literally all I know about her – I’ve no idea how old she is or where she is from, though I assume that, given her first name and the locations of some of the photos below, she is Polish. Apparently she’s quite a bit smarter than your average Instathot – she claims to have an MA in Finance and Accounting. And she’s your morale booster for today.
Happy Friday, gents. Times are getting very interesting indeed for the Western nations. Battle lines have already been drawn, and whether you like it or not, you have probably already chosen your side. But it’s not too late, yet, to change to the correct and proper side. Make sure you’re on that side when – not if, but WHEN – the real hairy business starts, because by then it will be far too late.
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Come on, dude, enough with these creepy androgynous cgi aliens with implants and collagen injections.
I like my Whiskey FUCKING RAW without cheap coke or soda added to it. If you can’t take it down, then don’t drink it.
That being said, I would like to try a triple distilled Irish in coffee or a cake mix. I am also curious if Japanese bar tenders use ice without bubbles for show or because it makes the experience better.
On a different note, Europe is going full cuck mode on the Green Agenda. It’s just that some countries are setting their deadlines earlier while the rest of the world is laughing at us.
Those are wise words, my friend.
Oh yeah. That’s the GOOD shit. A proper dose of Irish whiskey in coffee is amazing on a cold snowy winter’s night. I remember making Irish coffee one night during an absolute BITCH of a blizzard in the northeast USA several years ago. I initially thought that I needed to put more Irish in my coffee, and did so. Within about 10 minutes, I realised that I needed to put more coffee in my Irish ))).
Whiskey, double shot, neat.
Why is American Beer the same as making love in a canoe?
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Because they are both fucking close to water.
Same for me, barkeep. Macallan 12, Talisker, Caol Ila, or even Laphroaig if you’ve got it.
I take my whiskey on the rocks, but we’re talking like one, tiny rock at most. I favor single malts but will drink anything. Lately I’ve been favoring rye, since my favorite mixed drink is the Manhattan and I recently learned that they were traditionally made with rye before Prohibition.
Since you’re out on a (well-deserved) break, I thought I’d report on my experience with the Halo Infinite test flight over the weekend. I was playing on an XBOX Series X with a controller.
First, let me set the stage. I am not really into online multiplayer shooters these days because they require an immense amount of practice just to achieve baseline competency, and I have a real life and job. The last one that I played a ton of was Titanfall 2, and before that Destiny and Unreal Tournament 2004 (which I was untouchable at due to my friends and I playing nothing but it for 3+ hours every day for a solid year). I’d never rank myself any higher than average in modern shooters, even if it’s an extremely volatile average where I’ll often swerve between being the team MVP or an albatross around everyone else’s necks from one game to the next.
That said, I had a really fun time playing Infinite. The controls are COD standard, and they kept the stupid ADS crap from H5, but I had no problem jumping right in and blasting people. Everyone gets an AR and scopeless pistol to start, and even the team slayer modes have an objective-based metagame going on since power weapons and good equipment will be flagged on your HUD and by the announcer. The shooting feels pretty good also, and it seems to me like the ADS stuff only really makes a difference with guns that actually have a scope (the AR retains its traditional spray-and-pray character even when ADS). Everyone has infinite sprint and you can also slide around Titanfall-style by crouching mid-sprint. It’s definitely faster than the other games, but I still felt like, in your words, “a seven-foot tall super soldier wearing the Grim Reaper’s personal party suit.” There are also TONS of new weapons to play with. I didn’t get to mess with them much since I was killing plenty of people with the default guns, but there’s a dedicated training mode where you can experiment with them. It’s very similar to Perfect Dark’s Carrington Institute, if you’ve ever played that.
The modes we got this weekend were 4v4 team slayer, CTF, and…Domination I think it’s called? The one where there’s 3 squares on the map and you score by controlling 2 or more of them? I think Big Team Battle is coming up in next weekend’s test. Slayer and CTF are as fun as ever, although Domination ended up like a game of Battlefield on a smaller scale, with big fights happening around a few points and lone wolves trying to play whack-a-mole with the uncontested ones on the side. I still think UT 2004’s Onslaught mode is the absolute best implementation of that kind of objective-based team game.
All in all, I think it’s shaping up to be a worthy entry in the series, and will hopefully make everyone forget about H5:G. If even me, with my aversion to online shooting, can have fun and do OK, then they’re doing something right.
That’s very good news. From whatever I’ve seen thus far, HALO Infinite is definitely shaping up to be the best entry in the series since H3. Then again, I thought the same about H5:G, and hoo boy was I ever wrong about that. So far, though, it looks like the people at 343i have figured out how to deal with some of the most egregiously stupid offences committed by H5:G’s writers and designers against the original canon.