In the Night Lands there was one bright beacon of hope and defiance in the ever present darkness, the Last Redoubt.
This blog is a redoubt in search of truth in a world darkened by lies.
Physiognomy is real. And it's quite hilarious to see so many low-T, low-E androgynous hipsters in one place; it just makes the probability of success of an orbital KEW strike so much higher.
All of 'em looking for that Magic Bullet(tm) that will destroy the Alt-Right, Trump, and All-Things-Bad-Feels. Now, they beg that Saint Darwin will provide the mystic White House tapes that will make everything right --er, um, OK -- with their slice of Unreality again.I need another thermos for Looney Leftist Tears.