“We are Forerunners. Guardians of all that exists. The roots of the Galaxy have grown deep under our careful tending. Where there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soil. Our strength is a luminous sun, towards which all intelligence blossoms… And the impervious shelter, beneath which it has prospered.”

Liberty or death

Seeing as how it’s tax season yet again, I figured it might be useful to remind everyone exactly why America fought a war of independence against the Motherland. Americans fought against taxation without representation. (Yes, I know, there was rather more to it...

Querying the Domain: Fashion advice for shitlords

If you’re anything like me (which is to say, an aspiring shitlord at minimum), then you have been enjoying the hell out of watching the antifags getting their asses kicked and their faces punched in by the Maul-Right’s legions. But, say you’re...

You go, girl

A (((singer))) and (((actress))) by the name of Janelle Monae- yeah, I’ve never heard of her either- went and scored an EPIC feminist own-goal recently when she argued that women should withhold sex from their men, until said men start respecting them:...

Stupid, cheesy, and yet…

Undeniably brilliant: Yes, I know, MANOWAR are beyond ridiculous- at least, to American ears. In much of Europe, though, they are revered as pioneers and icons of power metal, and they sound no more ridiculous or absurd than, say, HAMMERFALL or POWER QUEST. Yet...

In which I am greatly upset

Our good friend- or should I say, former friend?- Adam Piggott, the Gentleman Adventurer, decided to pull a Marc Antony and bury Caesar instead of praising him (by way of blatantly ripping off borrowing liberally from Don Rickles): Dear friends, dear...

Ghost Rider (Updated)

Back in early January 2014, after just over a little over a year of writing, I penned a post called “Ghost Rider”, which talked about what life can be like for deep introverts. It was a reflective post penned in the aftermath of a difficult trip back to...

The appeal of the Great Heresy

Another week, another series of Islamist attacks. London, March 22nd: Antwerp, March 23rd: Lille, March 24th: The list goes on for quite a bit. Islamism is on the rise across Europe, and the only response that the European people and their politicians seem to have is...

The burn ointment is in aisle 4

From the mouths of babes, and all that: Obviously I am nowhere near the poet and rhetorician that, say, Heartiste is. So I’ll blatantly rip off borrow a page from his book and call that a truth-shiv plunged straight into the core of every young...

The ageless juveniles

I recently finished the twelfth, and last, of Robert A. Heinlein’s famous “juvenile” novels, published when the late Grandmaster of science-fiction was approaching, but not quite yet at, the very peak of his immense literary powers. Now I am, of...

In defence of normalcy

A few days ago I wrote about the fact that, to a mind steeped in the madness of feminism and the insistence of its adherents in treating men and women as entirely interchangeable, it can be jarring in the extreme to see what the world might look like when the...