This will be a column of random observations that I’ve gathered over the last week or so, in between various distractions, including learning that my body is engaged in absorbing a broken-off piece of my own spine. (That sentence will make more sense if you read my short column from yesterday.)
These observations fall under the umbrella of “a lot of mainstream Democrats have apparently lost their minds lately.” Exhibit A would be the way they’ve gotten behind Graham Platner in the Maine race. Sure, he loves Hamas, hates Jews, and is a far-lefty. But that’s par for the course, and is not a problem for too many Dem voters.
The detail about Platner that surprised even me is the extent to which his having a Nazi tattoo has not been a problem for him! After years of falsely claiming that every conservative voter is a Nazi — and getting hysterical about that totally non-existent issue – the Dems chose a guy who actually branded himself as a Nazi. Permanently. On his skin!
And I’m not talking about a Nazi tattoo like the tattoos on Pete Hegseth, which the Left pretended were Nazi tattoos. (Spoiler alert: they were both traditional Christian tattoos, and had as much to do with Nazism as Liz Warren has to do with American Indians.) (#wemustneverstopmockingher)
No, Platner’s death’s head ink is a specific, famous iconic image worn by the SS (the elite group of Nazi fighters in World War Eleven). And while many of his supporters desperately accepted his weak claim that he had no idea of his tat’s origin, that lie fell apart when several witnesses reported that Platner had proudly invited them to see his “totenkopf,” which is the actual German name for the SS “death’s head” image.
It also didn’t help that Platner kept the tattoo for many years…right up until he decided to run for high office. Which is not something that someone who sincerely regretted getting a tattoo many years ago would do.
The Democrats don’t care. If he could win a Senate seat for their side, they wouldn’t mind if he had “Heil Hitler” tattooed on his neck, like Dewey Crowe on Justified. (Best tv series ever!) They’d just have a PR team remind him to wear button-up collars when he’s on camera.
Whenever I see Platner, I think of the end of Tarantino’s Inglorious Basterds. After the murderous Nazi Hans Landa has made a deal to betray the Germans in exchange for a kind of witness protection in America, Brad Pitt’s character Aldo Raine takes him into custody.
In Raine’s famous final speech,he makes clear that he “can’t abide” the fact that Landa will take off his Nazi uniform and escape consequences for his past. So Raine says, “I’m gonna give you something that you can’t take off,” and carves a swastika into his forehead.
Am I saying that Platner should have a swastika carved into his forehead? In the words of Que Mala, “We should have that conversation.”
Okay, just kidding. But I also can’t abide that the Dems’ self-serving venality might allow him to escape the consequences of his creepy past.
Can we at least force him to wear an SS cap during debates and public appearances, just so that even the most checked-out voters can be reminded of who he is?
Speaking of creepy Aryan leftists, I loved seeing Liz Warren humiliate herself over the sudden bankruptcy announcement by Spirit Airlines. Of course, she blamed the bankruptcy on Trump.
Unexpectedly!
Higher fuel prices caused by the Iran war certainly didn’t help Spirit. But as usual, history and facts are not Lizzie’s friends. Because Spirit had been on the verge of bankruptcy twice in recent years, before Trump won his first game of Whack-a-Mullah.
Most importantly, Spirit was about to merge with Jet Blue two years ago in a move that could have saved them, when the Biden administration stepped in and stopped the deal. Grandma Squanto was one of the prime cheerleaders for the interference. She called the government’s intervention “a Biden win for flyers,” since the merger “would have led to fewer flights and higher fares.”
Whitey Wampanoag truly speaks with forked tongue. Because you know what REALLY leads to fewer flights? (Kinison filter begin) AN AIRLINE THAT GOES OUT OF BUSINESS! OH!! OHHHHHH!! (Kinison filter end)
But still Warren finds a way to blame Trump for Biden’s decision, which she celebrated.
She’s so shameless, her fake Indian name should be “Running Bare.”
Finally, as regular readers might know, I am a Midwesterner by birth, and I still have a fondness for that part of the country. Most Midwesterners are sensible people; most are conservatives, and blessedly free from the political manias that afflict both coasts. There are still a lot of Democrats there, but they tend to be the old-school types: they might like unions, and they vote blue because their parents and grandparents did. But they don’t think boys can become girls, or that communism is a good thing, or that America is a racist, bigoted hell hole.
Unfortunately, there are exceptions. Plenty of corrupt, crime-ridden blue cities mar the plains (I’m looking at you, Chicago), and plenty of Dem pols still make a living off of exploiting the gullible and dim (I’m looking at you, JumBo Pritzker). And there are some far-left, hate-driven whackos, too.
Because: fallen human nature.
Which brings me to Minocqua Brewing Company, of Minocqua, Wisconsin. It is owned by a malicious leftist named Kirk Bangstad, whose TDS is such that he has posted a long-standing promise to serve free beer on the day that President Trump dies.
The day after yet another violent leftist tried to kill the president at the WH correspondents’ dinner, Bangstad doubled down on evil, posting, “Well, we almost got #freebeerday.” After bemoaning the idea that a member of the “Resistance needs to work on their marksmanship,” he was also open to another explanation common to the mouth-breathing conspiracy theorists, i.e. that Trump had faked an assassination attempt to get positive press coverage.
But either way, he’s not the type given to any moral self-reflection. “Regardless, we stand at the ready to pour free beer the day it happens.”
I don’t think there’s much to say about such a person, other than I hope that all good people shun his execrable business, so that it goes belly-up as soon as possible. And then that he has a dark night of the soul that leads to his remorse and repentance.
Already, though, one useful moral lesson has been taught by the Minocqua Moron. Because a man named Brian Kellar took a new job as a senior vice president for an upper-Midwest health system at the end of March. He apparently found Bangstad’s political wickedness attractive, because he bought one of their “FDT” t-shirts touting the pro-assassination beer giveaway.
And then – because nothing says “senior management material” like moving to an area where most people voted for a president and then proudly publicizing your desire that that president be murdered – he posted pictures of himself wearing it on his social media and Bangstad’s hateful homepage.
Annnnnddddd… Kellar got canned from his new, high-profile job, before he could even get settled in to his fancy office. Thus proving the ancient maxim, “When first thou FA, then shalt thou FO.”
Here endeth today’s lesson.
Que Mala/Crockett, 2028!
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