January 31st, 2017

#5440: Well, what did you expect?

Attorneys General serve at the pleasure of the President. There are a lot of positions in D.C. which work that way; when you occupy one of those offices, the power is not yours but delegated to you by the President.

Which means if you refuse to do what he tells you, he can summarily fire your ass.

I have to admit I am loving this. We have a man of action in the White House, and he doesn't lollygag or float trial balloons. This first week has been an amazing flurry of activity, each new move a delight and a wonder to behold, coming like blows of a triphammer and leaving the Democrats in disarray. My favorite, so far, has been the declaration that agencies must delete two regulations for each new regulation they enact.

I've long been of the opinion that we needed to elect a successful businessman as President if we wanted things to improve. That opinion has, so far, been vindicated.

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Well, well, well. The real goal of black activism at last rears its ugly head.
During an anti-Trump protest in Seattle this weekend, an activist associated with the Black Lives Matter (BLM) movement took to the megaphone to voice her support for, among other things, "killing people," and "killing the White House."

While she said that, another protester can be heard saying, "Burn it!"

She also says, "White people, give your fucking money, your fucking house, your fucking property, we need it fucking all," as another protester responds "reparations!"
And as Porretto says, "There isn't much else to say about this, except that there will come a point at which the matter will be settled with tanks and machine guns. That was how it went in Detroit, in 1967."

If you want a race war, you can have it...and you will lose, if for no other reason than numbers alone. But the people you want to go to war with are better organized, better equipped, and better trained than you are.

You are not owed any reparations for slavery. You have never been a slave. Neither your parents nor your grandparents were slaves. If your great-great-great grandparents had not been brought here as slaves, in fact, you would have been born in Africa, the poorest and most violent continent on the planet. Instead, you were born free in the freest and most prosperous nation ever to exist.

That is your recompense for the slavery of your ancestors.

And this:
But by all means, keep running that fat yap, Progtard. Let all the world see what you really are, once the micro-thin layer of civilization is scraped off of your filthy, cowardly ass--you, and all the others like you. Your anti-American, totalitarian political party won't even be able to field a candidate within the next ten years, much less hope to win an election of any sort.
That's the really, really nice thing about Trump's election: the left has lost its shit so completely that the thin veneer of civilzation is coming off, showing the savage, murderous totalitarian underneath.

And all that does is confirm to the rest of us that we were right to elect Trump. And give us plenty of fodder for 2020.

Keep it up.

#5441: Proof you can buy your way to bestseller status.

"...[H]ow could Tor Books possibly know, six weeks before the first book in the series is published, that the forthcoming series is 'The New York Times Bestselling Series'?"

And I just don't have anything to add to that.

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Last night I made some edits to Apocalyptic Visions and forged ahead with an additional two pages. Things progress, slowly.

The story begins in January. I have progressed through June. August is when shit starts getting real. Between June and August I must set up two other plot lines; then I can finally get to the fun part and start blowing shit up.

As I said before, this story has two interstellar wars in it. I can't wait.

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Well, that's two blog posts in as many hours. I need to go back to bed for more sleep.