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  1. Stick to writing, Steve.

    Nah, I give you credit for putting yourself out there with good humor.

    Have a Merry Christmas season.

  2. You can’t even spell your own surname correctly in your own commercial? Oh. Saylor! Say it ain’t so.

    •�LOL: Bardon Kaldian
    •�Replies: @SafeNow
    , @anonymous
    , @Santoculto
  3. Mike Tre says:

    Perhaps some bimbos dancing in cages behind you.

    •�LOL: Bardon Kaldian
    •�Replies: @Charles Pewitt
  4. PaceLaw says:

    Instead of the Santa hat, I believe a Grinch outfit would’ve been more fitting.

  5. BB753 says:

    You do have a funny accent!

  6. SafeNow says:
    @Jonathan Mason

    “Even Homer nods” is what my old high-school English teacher used to say, with a smile. But okay, good comment. I think the moral of the story is that when you are a deplorable, your publisher is not going to be a mainstream one, with a zillion editors roaming around cementing every brick and cornice into place.

    I think the commercial is effective. The presentable, respectful suit and tie making its point, while at the same time being charmingly offset by the goofy hat. Brief and to the point; a reminder that this potential gift exists; descriptive details are not needed – – just the reminder.

    •�Replies: @ScarletNumber
  7. anonymous[141] •�Disclaimer says:

    Good marketing …

    In related news a Los Angeles Times columnist you never heard of resigns on principle and oh BTW he just happened to launch a substack …

    Why I Just Resigned From The Los Angeles Times
    By Harry Litman

    I have been a contributor to the Los Angeles Times op-ed page in some fashion for more than 15 years. For the last three years, I have been the Senior Legal Columnist, writing regular weekly columns about Trump’s legal troubles, the Supreme Court, and a wide range of other topics. The Times also permitted me to cover Trump’s trial in New York and the 2024 Democratic convention.

    *

    But I have written my last op-ed for the Times. Yesterday, I resigned my position. I don’t want to continue to work for a paper that is appeasing Trump and facilitating his assault on democratic rule for craven reasons.

    *

    First, the idea of balance is fundamentally misplaced when on one side of the balance is a sociopathic liar like Donald Trump. The media has struggled for years to figure out how to call out Trump’s incessant lies while still covering the contentious issues of the day. There’s good reason to think that the propagation of those lies, some of which Trump simply picks up from fringe social media sites and Fox News, influenced the results of the election. The people who voted for Trump were fed a relentless false account of issue after issue, including Trump’s signature distortions about immigrants (eating pets, committing a disproportionate number of violent crimes), which Fox News and right-wing social media parroted relentlessly.

    *

    I’m not going anywhere. I will continue to do my best to identify and analyze the dangers that might be hard to see, but for now, here on Substack. I may surface elsewhere, too. Stay tuned! I hope you will follow me here and think about becoming a subscriber.

    Add promo code TOTALLYNOTANOPPORTUNIST For an additional 15% off the already low price!

    •�Replies: @bomag
    , @AnotherDad
  8. anonymous[141] •�Disclaimer says:

    Boo Yah!

    •�Thanks: Achmed E. Newman
  9. Your commercial is strictly from Dorksville
    (it’s peopled more densely than Yorkville,
    Manhattan)*. The scrim
    with its Christmassy trim
    is as gay as a pink-blooming stork’s-bill**.

    *Yorkville is one of the most densely populated city subdivisions in the world, and the most dense of such in the U.S.
    **

  10. Alfa158 says:

    Do you have the option to edit and correct the mis-transcriptions in the captions or are you stuck with the the X software’s spellings?

  11. Anonymous[402] •�Disclaimer says:

    How come the link doesn’t show as ax X(twitter) post? How come we only see the link?

    Anyway, a missed opportunity. Could have a lot cooler.

    Redo the Apple commercial with Sailer and Stancil with the twitter narration.

    •�LOL: Old Prude
  12. anonymous[312] •�Disclaimer says:
    @Jonathan Mason

    Steve is a direct descendant of Reinhard Seiler. Didn’t you know that?

  13. On Substack, Steve writes before the paywall:

    https://www.stevesailer.net/p/the-united-healthcare-killer-and

    The United Healthcare killer and conjugal visits

    Assuming the 6th Avenue Assassin was the man in the picture …

    Assuming it is and that this will lead to the killer’s arrest and conviction, I wonder how much he studied beforehand the New York state’s Department of Corrections and Community Supervision policy on conjugal visits:

    Steve, I’m not sure how much accurate research can be conducted, because aside from officially scheduled consensual conjugal visits, there may also be off-the-books unscheduled non-consensual conjugal visits of which the stats are unreliable, if any exist. Maybe commenter Jonathan Masonry (former prison worker) has more info.

    •�Replies: @anonymous
  14. Next up: “Steve and Ron Unz Make a Porno”.

    Hey, bet it would pay a lot better than Substack…. (plus you’re already in SFV! Magnolia Blvd is right up the street!)

  15. SafeNow says:

    conjugal visits of which the stats are unreliable

    A noticer might notice and ask, Why is the bride smiling so keenly, so apparently knowingly, at her wedding?

    •�Replies: @Jenner Ickham Errican
  16. @SafeNow

    Allegedly it’s fun to stay at the YMCA, but it’s probably best to take that under advisement.

  17. Steve is just holding out for the Daniel Penny verdict.

    •�Replies: @Catdompanj
  18. muggles says:

    Perhaps after the holidays iSteve will report here on whether or not he believes his X (formerly Twitter) commercial drove many new sales.

    Viewers will have to find “Passage Press” and then his book.

    Not ideal, but better than nothing.

    You don’t see a guy in a suit and tie wearing a Santa hat that often.

    Maybe he can find a curvaceous female model in a swimsuit, to hold his book and say “I just love guys who are into Noticing…”

    I guess I’m just old school when it comes to ads.

    •�Thanks: Old Prude
  19. anonymous[162] •�Disclaimer says:

    https://archive.ph/AkQ6F

    The Atlantic is arguing Charlie Kirk is leading his supporters into antisemitism.

    Excerpt from The Anti-Semitic Revolution on the American Right
    How Jews became collateral damage in a Republican power struggle
    By Yair Rosenberg

    With little fanfare, the tide had turned in favor of those advancing anti-Semitic arguments. In 2019, Fuentes and his faction were disrupting Republican politicians like Crenshaw. By 2022, Fuentes was shaking hands onstage with Representative Marjorie Taylor Greene and dining with Trump at Mar-a-Lago. In 2019, the Groyper activists were picketing events held by Turning Point USA, the conservative youth organization founded by the activist Charlie Kirk. By 2024, Turning Point was employing—and periodically firing and denouncing—anti-Semitic influencers who appeared at conventions run by Fuentes. “The Zionist Jews controlling our planet are all pedophiles who have no regard for the sanctity of human life and purity,” one of the organization’s ambassadors posted before she was dismissed.

    In 2020, Carlson’s lead writer, Blake Neff, was compelled to resign after he was exposed as a regular contributor to a racist internet forum. Today, he produces Kirk’s podcast and recently reported alongside him at the Republican National Convention. “Why does Turning Point USA keep pushing anti-Semitism?” asked Erick Erickson, the longtime conservative radio host and activist, last October. The answer: Because that’s what a growing portion of the audience wants.

    •�Replies: @J.Ross
  20. Curle says:

    The purpose of the commercial is to spread the Tucker quote I presume. Helluva quote. Good vehicle for spreading it or facilitating others to spread it. Kudos to the person who conceived it. You deserve your success.

  21. O/T

    I have to say that I’m a bit surprised that social media is so unrepentantly gleeful at the death of Brian Thompson, the CEO of United Healthcare who was gunned down in cold blood yesterday morning. When they have been called out on it by a few of his defenders, they will then double down!

    •�Replies: @Jonathan Mason
    , @Lugash
  22. @ScarletNumber

    Because a lot of people hate the health insurance companies.

    Of course it may turn out that his estranged wife put a hit on him, or that this had something to do with his alleged criminal behavior in alleged insider trading.

    Or he could have been indebted to his drug dealer.

    Or it could just be a common or garden lunatic.

    I am sure that there are scores of people investigating this case who have a lot more information about the relative probabilities of certain theories than anyone who posts on social media or here.

    A man who was suspected to be the gunman had spoken to the staff at a hostel where he had stayed, but there is nothing in the public domain about what kind of accent he had or if he sounded like a furriner.

    The alleged words written on the bullets? Could be a clue or could be a deliberate diversion? Is the fact that one of the words of the known expression was changed from delay to depose somehow relevant?

    Very likely the suspect will be in police custody within a week and more will be known.

    Hopefully the detectives will be reading Noticing for some clues.

  23. @Jonathan Mason

    Nobody wrote any words on the bullets. They were written on the shell casings, the “brass”, ejected out the side – I’d figure in magic marker. He knew someone would find them.

    Does this act not rule out your 1st 3 suspects. It was political.

    More importantly, you know NOTHING about the story of the J6 Political Prisoners. You must spend all day in front of CNN-Ecuador to be so much on the side of the Tyrants.

    •�Agree: TWS
    •�Replies: @Jonathan Mason
  24. anonymous[321] •�Disclaimer says:
    @Jenner Ickham Errican

    Re the suspect shooter of the United HealthCare CEO, it’s striking how the huge political spectrum on 4chan /pol/, from far-left commies to far-right fashos, are almost of common mind in focusing on how brutal the CEO has been to many families, how many people maybe died because of him … apparently his company was the worst of all in US health insurer claim denials … the memes there are flying

    •�Replies: @Corpse Tooth
    , @MEH 0910
  25. Well, that’s certainly different.

    “Our ethnicity we are a unique hybrid of African Western European and Native Bloodlines so no we don’t have time to get into racial fights right now now when we’re trying to save a country…”

    Video Link
    [11:25]

    Video Link

  26. @Jonathan Mason

    Fuck him. It’s a start.

    United has the distinction of having highest claim refusal rate of all in sector

    https://www.bostonglobe.com/2024/12/05/data/unitedhealthcare-claim-denial-rates/

    They epitomize this:

    https://ourworldindata.org/grapher/life-expectancy-vs-health-expenditure

    •�Replies: @Jonathan Mason
  27. Meanwhile in Romania (I decided to share):

    https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/romanian-court-annuls-vote-declares-presidential-election-do-over-after-far-right-pro

    The Romanians voted in large numbers for a candidate who repudiates the American/Zionist/Nato/Neocon plans for their role in a proxy war against Russia.

    This was a “right” vote, which is labeled by our media as “far” right. This is exactly the same thing they say about Viktor Orban of Hungary. Legitimately elected, democratically, by the citizens of his country.

    So, the Romanian court has declared the totally legitimate, proper, accurate election invalid. There now must be a do-over, a couple of days before the next round of the legitimate election was scheduled to happen.

    It’s like a referee saying, “You won the game, but now you must play the game again — and again — until you lose!”

    Romanians are furious, and many of them know exactly what is going on.

    We have been in communication with some of them.

    We have a real estate transaction that was scheduled for Monday. We have just been informed that the banks in Romania are delaying money transfers, so we will have to wait. Our buyer is ready, but the banks are delaying his money being transferred to us.

    This is all the result of what is happening right now, and it is the fault of “my” government, and ziocons and their plans and their grip on the world. It is plain and obvious.

    If you don’t know that this whole mess was created by “our” side, then you are either an idiot or a shill.

  28. This is embarrassing and humiliating. The only excuse is that Steve is an American.

  29. dearieme says:

    Pity you didn’t hire me to dub the voice – then everyone would think you sound just like Sean Connery.

    “Buy Notishing for Chrishmash, Mish Moneypenny.”

  30. Not Raul says:

    Pretty snazzy, Steve! I might buy a copy or two.

  31. Lugash says:
    @ScarletNumber

    The left, ranging from your liberal Democrat suburban grandma to hardcore Marxists, loves violence against their enemies. At the minimum they tacitly approve street crime. Assassinate a CEO? He was a rich, heterosexual, able bodied, capitalist oppressing people by denying them healthcare. Had it coming in spades in their minds.

    Someone said in a comment a while back that they view their ability to do violence against us as a divine right. Follow some Marxists/antifa for a while and it comes out.

    •�Replies: @AnotherDad
  32. Friend of mine was tossing out Obama’s diversity ATC mess as piece of evidence in a broader “clever sillies” analysis of the failure of America’s “meritocracy”.

    Strikes me, restoring the old ATC hiring practices should be a day one Trump announcement. Including routing out all the controllers who’ve had issues and going back and testing everyone hired under the diversitopia scheme. It’s the kind of step that would both play well with a lot of normal and influential people–UMC and professional. And does some visible political work–both branch and root–against the whole DIE ideology.

    Immigration is–stopping the insanity–is, of course, the zeroth order key to everything. But there are some great opportunities in other places to do good work that attacks the minoritarian cancer.

    •�Replies: @Curle
  33. Daniel Penny sham case gets a new chapter in legal bufoonary, which is today’s decision by the Trial Court to dismiss Count I, rather than declare a mistrial after the jury could not reach a verdict. William Kirk discusses the horrible ruling by the Court today and how this is clearly designed to reach the verdict that this Court and Prosecutor wants.

    Video Link

    William Kirk discusses the notion of abolishing the ATF, but what a lot of people may not understand is that it really doesn’t solve our problems.

    Video Link

    US Court of Appeals for 7th Circuit in Chicago has stayed the trial court ruling in favor of the 2A against Illinois’s “assault weapon” ban laws. This means Illinois’s anti-gun laws remain in effect for now.

    Video Link

  34. Curle says:
    @AnotherDad

    You’ve lost me with your suggestion. As I understand it the mess with ATC started with Bush the Younger whose people tried to replace the old testing and trial by fire selection process (which had high wash out rates) with private college coursework which couldn’t and didn’t achieve the results of the old system leaving the FAA with trainees who washed out AND spent a lot of their own money in the process. The Obama Admins elaboration on this mess was that key people in the FAA helped Black candidates cheat on the test. Last I heard they were returning to the trial by fire system without putting a finger on the scale when it came to Black candidates but that they still had a shortage of competent controllers. Your comment suggests this hasn’t happened yet or that the admitted-via-cheating controllers are still directing aircraft traffic. Is this the current state of affairs as you understand it?

  35. @Lugash

    Someone said in a comment a while back that they view their ability to do violence against us as a divine right.

    This is just the visceral–occasionally physical–expression of minoritarianism. We’re the evil “oppressors” continually “oppressing” them with our normality.

    This is the obverse of the reality. In truth, American normies do need a single minority in the their rainbow hued “coalition of fringes” around. We–normal Western people–build great nations–and would have a much more pleasant nation without any of them around. But we, under the their regime, must continually bend over to accommodate them.

    Again, this is why it is important to answer and unmask the minoritarian nonsense with “separation”.

    “Ok, if we’re such a burden, let’s just split up.” If they are really “oppressed” by white normies … they should be happy if we simply split. But, of course, they would not be happy. Because fundamentally the relationship is parasitic. They live by feeding on the nation–the goodies–that white normies built. Minoritarianism is a parasite ideology. The parasite defaming its host.

  36. @Curle

    Is this the current state of affairs as you understand it?

    No. And upfront, not my baliwick, my understanding is the college program–looked it up it’s called Air Traffic College Training Initiative (AT-CTI)–was designed to produce a steady stream of candidates who could likely pass. (At which maybe it wasn’t so great.) But the students still had to pass the test and the college work only entitled them to skip the initial FAA ATC course (apparently five weeks.)

    Here’s my level of knowledge on that (i.e. what I just read):
    https://www.faa.gov/jobs/students/schools

    This may be ill-advised but it is not the problem.

    The real change that the Obama administration threw out the old, spatially g-loaded test that–more or less–screened for aptitude to do the job and replaced it with the personality/background “test” that ladled out points for “diversity”. Essentially hiring became “have HS diploma” and “are diverse”, though presumably some people are just so bad they manage to fail in training sufficiently to be weeded out.

    My understanding here was more or less what Walter Williams is saying here:
    https://www.dailysignal.com/2018/06/27/the-disastrous-initiative-to-hire-air-traffic-controllers-based-on-diversity-not-talent/

    Again not my bailiwick. Someone with knowledge about what’s going on with ATC/the FAA can comment.

    But again, my point is this is low hanging fruit. The near miss ATC incidents have piled up. Trump can easily announce that he is restoring a strong testing regime to insure that ATC candidates have the aptitude to do a good job and it is “the right thing to do” that also does useful ideological work against DIE and is great politics for him.

    •�Replies: @Curle
    , @anonymous
  37. @Curle

    D.I.E. can be deadly. However, a major part of the problem with ATC is that the training programs were closed down for a long time for the Kung Flu PanicFest. It takes a lot of time to get a controller up to speed, and the whole system got way behind in staffing. It still is, Curle.

    Only 1/2 year back or so, I met a guy who works at a fairly small facility. Normal staffing is 22 people among all the positions and and shifts. They’ve been at 13 – he and his wife are making killer O/T money, but people get fatigued…

    •�Replies: @Curle
  38. @Jonathan Mason

    The alleged words written on the bullets? Could be a clue or could be a deliberate diversion? Is the fact that one of the words of the known expression was changed from delay to depose somehow relevant?

    Comments under a YouTube video:

    The words written on the bullets were from a book on healthcare marketing and management for how best to be profitable that was touted in united healthcare but largely established practises that screwed over patients.

    Delay Deny Defend : Why insurance companies don’t pay claims and what you can do about it’ by Jay M.Feinman

    •�Replies: @Cagey Beast
  39. @Cagey Beast

    The book:

    Delay, Deny, Defend: Why Insurance Companies Don’t Pay Claims and What You Can Do About It by Jay M. Feinman (2010-03-18)

    A review:

    william
    5.0 out of 5 stars
    Love the title, lots of CEOs should pick it up!
    Reviewed in Canada on December 6, 2024

    Love that slogan “Delay”, “Deny”, and “Defend” really hits hard, like right through your back into your heart. Absolutely fantastic content.

    •�Thanks: MEH 0910
    •�LOL: J.Ross
  40. Curle says:
    @Achmed E. Newman

    I’ve got two longtime friends who are retired controllers who’ve been talking my ear off since the Bush 2 Administration about the FAA’s long descent with regard to hiring and training controllers. I’ve even been in a regional center in a major traffic area during the day back when a female controller was a rarity and 99% of the controllers were White males. The story as they tell it doesn’t start with Obama as per this article
    https://www.dailysignal.com/2018/06/27/the-disastrous-initiative-to-hire-air-traffic-controllers-based-on-diversity-not-talent/ nor does it start with the diversity efforts per replacing the cognitive assessment test, bad as that was, but starts with a Bush 2 appointee deciding that the Agency didn’t need to spend so much money training controllers.

    Back in the day cognitive tests just got you in the door. Many passing this hurtle still failed to make it through the assessment process that sought to stress test the controllers for performance under pressure. Using this sifting process large percentages of controller applicants would wash out of the program requiring the agency to continually recruit, test and put trainees through boot camp. Somewhat like boot camp the purpose of the program was to wash out lots of people and the cost of washing people out was so considerable that it caught the attention of a Bush 2 cost cutter who devised the plan of shifting this cost to the applicants whereby they’d be trained on their own dime before going through the boot camp. To make this story short, new trainees came in having gone into debt just to be disqualified in training which then led to lawsuits. This was, in my friend’s telling, the start of the decline in standards that leads to the Obama attempt to surpass even the Bush Admin’s stupidity.

  41. Interesting data.

  42. @Curle

    Cool story, Curle – no, seriously, I’d not known this part of the story. (Heard plenty about the Reagan mass firing, well before your story.) However, I, and AD, I assume, are talking about recent happenings.

    There is still a real shortage of controllers, and this is due to the Covid-19 BS. Now, even if one cares not a whit about basic principles, such as seeing the Totalitarianism with State Governors abusing their (30-day) “emergency” authority, and the Fed Gov pushing vaxes via Big Biz, etc, etc., practically speaking, the PanicFest caused lots of long-term damage. Economically speaking, the controller shortage is just one example.

    You may get into a holding pattern going INTO New York City every 10th flight, but LEAVING NYC is a different story. Our flight got put into a hold on the climb-out SW-bound. It was very clear, after asking a bit, that this was due to the particular sector of the Washington (ARTCC) Center lacking manpower. These people do not get political and are very professional with their phraseology, but it was clear what the deal was.

    Then, another time, upon leaving a different hub airport for a very short flight (25 min. in the air), we were on the ground for nearly 2 hours due to, what was finally admitted, a lack of controllers along a part of the route.

    The possible tragic events that could occur, as per AD and plenty of videos, are obviously the MAIN thing, but delays and other screwage are another.

    BTW, I’ve thought too that there are probably some more worries now, because more info. on flights is available everywhere – Flight Aware, Live ATC (websites), youtube videos, etc. (Check out “Kennedy Steve” – former Kennedy ground controller- sometime. Then, there’s one First Officer who flies freight who makes very detailed videos with explanations of ATC stuff while he’s in his hotel room. Forgot his name – he’ll go on for 10 – 20 minutes about some radio talk that took 10 sec, but he gets to every point.)

    •�Thanks: Curle
  43. @JohnnyWalker123

    Well, I tell you what, Bachman, whoever he is, I’ll just go do me some of that Steve Sailer style Noticing* here.

    Now, let’s see, what was going on on airline flights in ’21? Oh, yeah, the face-masking rules started in June or so of ’20 and didn’t stop until well into Spring of ’22 – thank you, thank you, Florida judge, for the latter!!

    People did NOT like that business. It wasn’t just the breathing problems, but communication got plain stupid. Flight Attendants were made into Mask-Commies, most of them not really scared of the Flu Manchu itself but scared of losing their jobs for not making that mountain out of a molehill. (In the corporate world, you can’t be fired for making mountains out of molehills. You can for admitting that molehills are actually just molehills.)

    If you’re going to get into this simple data, remember that hardly any people were on the flights back in Summer of ’20, with it only ramping up slowly toward that Christmas. When people are spread apart, one to a whole row, things aren’t so testy. When they’re all packed in, and bugged to “pull that mask back over your nose, or else!” by gate agents, the TSA, crew, and even other passengers, what would you expect? 6,000 unruly passengers? Shoot, I’m surprised it wasn’t 600 flight attendants beat about the head and body. “What’s the Frequency, Kenneth?!!” Again, not really their idea.

    .

    * Thanks to the anon above, I got to watch the commercial. Nice job! I really liked it. (I got 3 copies already though – have lent 2 of them out.)

  44. @Buzz Mohawk

    Thanks. I read this article yesterday and it made my jaw drop. I guess the silver lining is that it is forcing the “Rules Based Order” tyrants to drop the mask. Still, absolutely amazing. Never forget to point this out the next time one of these turds lectures us about the “assault on democracy.”

    •�Replies: @Corvinus
  45. bomag says:
    @anonymous

    Paying to read a scroll of left-wing talking points. Fascinating.

    •�Replies: @Achmed E. Newman
  46. @Curle

    Somewhat like boot camp the purpose of the program was to wash out lots of people and the cost of washing people out was so considerable that it caught the attention of a Bush 2 cost cutter who devised the plan of shifting this cost to the applicants whereby they’d be trained on their own dime before going through the boot camp. To make this story short, new trainees came in having gone into debt just to be disqualified in training which then led to lawsuits. This was, in my friend’s telling, the start of the decline in standards that leads to the Obama attempt to surpass even the Bush Admin’s stupidity.

    Curle I get the argument. And probably agree setting up this college thing was pointless. (I’m for “less college, more testing”.)

    But the college thing can not explain the decline. People go to college and do not get the job they want all the time. People even go to law school and fail the bar exam. People go to med school and fail their boards or can not get a residency position. People get engineering degrees and never become licensed engineers. (In fact, that’s typical.) You don’t get to sue–well your lawsuit goes nowhere–just because you don’t cut the mustard after spending $$$.

    If people trot off to an FAA program, but then wash out … yeah “sucks for them” but that isn’t a problem for ATC. Having “pre-prepped” candidates from these programs actually should improve the pool just like colleges improve the pool of workers in many industries (even as they make our elites more toxic).

    The issue isn’t “hey here’s a program to prepare to be an ATC”, the issue is the standards in becoming an ATC.

    In other words, these college programs can not logically be the issue. The issue is degrading the standards. Someone bureaucrat capitulates in the lawsuit and says “oh you go this degree we’ll take that as your being qualified”.

    And beyond that the DIE effect of DIE stuff–where you start selecting candidates precisely to try and “diversify” something that has not naturally been diverse, is always destructive. It’s not just a “known bad”, but more like “known toxic”. ATC has no doubt gotten simpler with technology, but its fundamental skill is based in spatial aptitude under real time pressure. It is properly overwhelmingly male and non-diverse. It would be entirely reasonable to only even start the screening with candidates who are white and Asian men.

    •�Replies: @AnotherDad
    , @Curle
  47. @AnotherDad

    And again–again, again–nothing you’ve said changes the validity of my point.

    Trump can order–day one–a restoration of high standards and abolition of DIE. If there’s is really a “not enough high quality guys interested”–advertise and raise pay.

    Good policy, good politics, good ideology work against the minoritarian cancer.

    •�Replies: @Jonathan Mason
  48. @Bill Jones

    But who knows?

    Perhaps United Health Care is saving gullible patients from unnecessary treatments prescribed by rapacious doctors?

    I have heard that a surgeon I know in the US can get paid $15000 for a knee replacement and can do several in a single day.

    Last year I had three steel nails inserted in broken wrist. For reasons I won’t go into, I ended up spending 5 days in the hospital before I finally had the surgery at 3:00 am. The surgery took 5 minutes.

    Fortunately this didn’t cost me anything out of pocket beyond the taxi to and from the hospital and reimbursing someone for bringing me some clean pajamas and some Paracetamol, but was it really necessary to put in the 3 nails? How can you tell?

    A million decisions must be made every week as to whether tests and procedures are necessary or not. If an insurance company declined a procedure and wrote me a clear letter explaining why it was declined, also sending the same explanation to the prescribing doctor explaining why his decision did not follow best practice guidelines, it might be a useful safeguard and save me from unnecessary suffering.

    •�Replies: @Bill Jones
    , @Bill Jones
  49. @anonymous

    Being hectored by the “Harry Litman” parasites is just “Life in America” the past 60 years.

    I say “good riddance”. I’m your basic “go do your thing … just not in my face” kind of nice guy. So I’m fine with Harry Litman and the new “vibrant”–officially non-cat eating–residents of Springfield Ohio, being given a patch where they can build their rainbow paradise together. Let Litman lecture them.

    But–I know this will shock you–the Harry Litmans just somehow never ever move to the Springfields or even the East LAs. They always sit and hector us from pleasant non-diverse whitetopias. Just nasty little cancerous carbuncles on America.

    •�Agree: Gallatin
  50. @AnotherDad

    And if you can’t find enough highly-qualified minorities, then send recruiting ships to Africa with NOW HIRING painted on the sails.

    •�Replies: @The Anti-Gnostic
  51. @Jonathan Mason

    Not “highly qualified”; fungjble farm tools. So expensive and inefficient we invented mechanical combines to replace them.

  52. muggles says:
    @JohnnyWalker123

    Re: the MSNBC item (above).

    Don’t get the lesbian all riled up. some of them like to punch…

    •�Replies: @Corvinus
  53. Truth says:

    Yo Steve, an EAST African 16-year old is the fastest teen sprinter of all time.


    Video Link

  54. J.Ross says:
    @anonymous

    Nobody does more to legitimize anti-Semitism than the Jews who pretzelize the term into incoherence.

    •�Replies: @Jack D
  55. @Mike Tre

    Perhaps some bimbos dancing in cages behind you.

    I say:

    Dance hall ladies of a dignified, statuesque nature with Max Raabe as lead.

    Max Raabe and Palaster Orchester:

    Video Link

    Bob Dylan — Gotta Serve Somebody — (partial lyrics):

    Might be a rock ‘n’ roll addict prancing on the stage
    You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
    You may be a businessman or some high-degree thief
    They may call you doctor or they may call you chief

    But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes, you are
    You’re gonna have to serve somebody (serve somebody)
    Well, it may be the Devil or it may be the Lord
    But you’re gonna have to serve somebody (serve somebody)

    Bob Dylan – Gotta Serve Somebody:

    Video Link

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!

    SERVE THE LORD!

  56. J.Ross says:

    OT — Well, this is terrifying in multiple ways.

    In the year 2020 IBM put neural implants in U.S prisoners without their knowledge, reporting a great success in suppressing moods with 24/7 bio-surveillance. This was HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL but the documentation proving it was released via legal discovery in court

    Anon said:
    I guess Klaus Schwab wasn’t kidding when he said 2020 is when surveillance went under our skin.

    •�Replies: @Jenner Ickham Errican
  57. Anon87 says:

    Not bad, but how many takes were needed??

  58. @anonymous

    The organization and funding of the 2020 racial terrorism in the U.S. created a talent pool of white male antifa who are more hardcore than their comrades. Thomas Matthew Crooks, the would-be assassin of President-Elect Trump had an antifa background and spent time at a Western Pennsylvania shooting range where undercover ATF talent scouts searched for young white men like Crooks. The successful assassin of the United Healthcare CEO appears to have been from Atlanta which is another base for antifa. If this info has any validity it could be a sign that the race warriors have transitioned to class warriors.

    •�Replies: @Curle
  59. Corvinus says:
    @JohnnyWalker123

    LOL, you reference a source from MSNBC. I thought we can’t at all trust it. This source is exactly who? How are we to believe what they say? Is there corroboration from other sources?

    It’s certainly possible that it happened, but given your knack for misinformation, it’s also likely you found click bait and like countless others tweeted it out.

  60. Corvinus says:
    @muggles

    “Don’t get the lesbian all riled up. some of them like to punch”.

    You would know all about that, Butch.

    •�Troll: duncsbaby
  61. US Court of Appeals for 9th Circuit in Washington State issued a major decision speaking to the relationship between the federal government and local governments and it is good news for those worried about ATF overreach.

    Video Link

    Senator Ted Cruz and other members of the GOP filed a powerful 2A brief in SCOTUS in Smith and Wesson v. Mexico case.

    Video Link

  62. Mike Tre says:

    OT – in interesting financial news, the famed “Hawk Tuah” girl, who started a podcast that recently featured Mark Cuban) has just pulled off a crypto coin scam that has the crypto world tearing her to shreds:

    •�Replies: @AnotherDad
  63. @JohnnyWalker123

    an enraged Rachel Maddow stormed after Mika Brzezinski backstage, igniting a fiery confrontation that left onlookers stunned.

  64. Curle says:
    @AnotherDad

    People even go to law school and fail the bar exam.

    Yes, and in response Bar Associations across the country started raising the pass rates, i.e., lowering the standards. Passing the bar was much tougher in the ‘80s.

    There really isn’t much you can do with an ATC degree other than get an ATC job. And I don’t think the government’s attorneys really wanted to make your argument to a jury.

  65. anonymous[675] •�Disclaimer says:
    @AnotherDad

    Williams throws into his piece, without citation to any source, that “most high-school diplomas are fraudulent.” Since the 90’s I’ve suspected same, but that 2018 piece is the first place I’ve ever seen the contention made.

  66. @Curle

    The late novelist Arthur Hailey made a career out of writing long books that combined soap-opera plotlines with meticulously-researched behind-the-scenes depictions of the workings of major institutions (a hospital, a hotel, etc.).

    Today he is best remembered for Airport, the inspiration for the infamous 1970s disaster-movie series. The novel is a fascinating time capsule of the airline industry in the late ’60s, a full decade before deregulation.

    One of the main protagonists of Airport is Mel Bakersfield (played by Burt Lancaster in the movie), the director of the fictional Lincoln International in Chicago. In both the book and the movie, Bakersfield endures much agony as his social-climbing shrew of a wife continually berates him for his devotion to his job. And she’s not the only member of his family who’s out for his throat. His brother-in-law, Capt. Vernon Demerest (Dean Martin, who got ten percent of the gross and made a fortune when the movie smashed box-office records), dismisses him as a “penguin” who is running the airport straight into the ground.

    But in the novel, he has a brother who is in even worse shape (mentally) than he is. The brother is a veteran air traffic controller who is planning to kill himself at the end of his shift. He has never recovered from an incident a couple of years earlier in which a small private plane collided with a military jet. The occupants of the private plane – a young family – were killed. There were three controllers on duty – a “Negro” among them – but he blames himself for the accident.

    Here’s an excerpt. Note the late-’60s political correctness – Hailey goes out of his way to paint the “Negro” in a favorable light.

    [MORE]

    A summer’s day; morning. Thursday, June the twenty-fourth.

    IT WAS A DAY for poets, lovers, and color photographers; the kind of day which people stored up in their minds, to open like a scrapbook when they wanted to remember, years later, all that was best of any time and place. In Leesburg, Virginia, not far from historic Harpers Ferry, the sky was clear at dawn—CAVU, the weather reports said, which is aviation shorthand for “ceiling and visibility unlimited”; and conditions stayed that way, except for a few cotton-wool tufts of scattered cumulus by afternoon. The sun was warm, but not oppressive. A gentle breeze from the Blue Ridge Mountains carried the scent of honeysuckle.

    On his way to work that morning—driving to the Washington Air Route Traffic Control Center at Leesburg—Keith Bakersfeld had seen wild roses blooming. He thought of a line from Keats which he had learned in high school—“For Summer has o’erbrimmed…” It seemed appropriate to such a day.

    He had driven, as usual, across the Virginia border—from Adamstown, Maryland, where he and Natalie, with their two boys shared a pleasant rented home. The top of the Volkswagen convertible was down; he had traveled without haste, enjoying the benevolence of air and sun, and when the familiar low, modern buildings of the Air Route Center came in sight, he had felt less tense than usual. Afterward, he wondered if that, in itself, had been a cause of the events which followed.

    Even inside the Operations Wing—thick-walled and windowless, where daylight never penetrated—Keith had an impression that the glory of the summer’s day outside had somehow percolated inward. Among the seventy or more shirtsleeved controllers on duty there seemed a sense of lightness, in contrast to the pressure-driven earnestness with which work proceeded on most days of the year. One reason, perhaps, was that the traffic load was less than usual, due to the exceptionally clear weather. Many non-commercial flights—private, military, even a few airliners—were operating on VFR—“visual flight rules,” or the see-and-be-seen method by which aircraft pilots kept track of their own progress through the air, without need to report by radio to ATC air route controllers.

    The Washington Air Route Center at Leesburg was a key control point. From its main operations room all air traffic on airways over six eastern seaboard states was observed and directed. Added up, the control area came to more than a hundred thousand square miles. Within that area, whenever an aircraft which had filed an instrument flight plan left an airport, it came under Leesburg observation and control. It remained under that control either until its journey was complete or it passed out of the area. Aircraft coming into the area were handed over from other control centers, of which there were twenty across the continental United States. The Leesburg center was among the nation’s busiest. It included the southern end of the “northeast corridor” which daily accommodated the world’s heaviest concentration of air traffic.

    Oddly, Leesburg was distant from any airport, and forty miles from Washington, D.C., from which the Air Route Center took its name. The center itself was in Virginia countryside—a cluster of low, modem buildings with a parking lot—and was surrounded on three sides by rolling farmland. Nearby was a small stream named Bull Run—its fame enshrined forever by two battles of the Civil War. Keith Bakersfeld had once gone to Bull Run after duty, reflecting on the strange and diametric contrast between Leesburg’s past and present.

    This morning, despite awareness of the summer’s day outside, everything in the spacious, cathedral-like main control room was operating as usual. The entire control area—larger than a football field—was, as always, dimly lighted to allow proper viewing of the several dozen radar screens, arranged in tiers and rows under overhanging canopies. The control room noise level was what any newcomer noticed first. From a flight data area, with great banks of computers, assorted electronic gear and automatic teletypes, arose the continuous whir and chatter of machinery. Nearby, from dozens of positions where controllers sat, directing aerial traffic, came a ceaseless hum of voice radio exchanges on a host of frequencies. The machinery and human voices merged, producing a constant noise level which was all-pervading, yet strangely muted by acoustic, sound-absorbent walls and ceilings.

    Above the working level of the control room was an observation bridge, running the room’s full width, where occasional visitors were brought to watch proceedings below. The control room activity looked, from this eyrie, not unlike that of a stock exchange. Controllers rarely glanced up at the bridge, being trained to ignore anything which might diminish concentration on their work, and since only a few especially privileged visitors ever made it to the control room floor, controllers and outsiders rarely met. Thus the work was not only high pressure, but also monastic—the last condition added to by the total absence of women.

    In an annex to the control room Keith slipped off his jacket, and came in wearing the crisp white shirt which was like a uniform for air traffic controllers. No one knew why controllers wore white shirts on duty; there was no rule about it, but most of them did. As he passed other control positions while heading for his own, a few colleagues wished him a friendly “good morning,” and that was unusual too. Normally, the immediate sense of pressure on entering the control area made it customary to give a hurried nod or a brief “Hi!”—sometimes not even that.

    The control sector which Keith regularly worked comprised a segment of the Pittsburgh-Baltimore area. The sector was monitored by a team of three. Keith was radar controller, his job to maintain contact with aircraft and to issue radio instructions. Two assistant controllers handled flight data and airport communications; a supervisor coordinated activities of the other three. Today, in addition, the team had a trainee controller whom Keith had been instructing, at intervals, over the past several weeks.

    Others of the team were drifting in at the same time as Keith Bakersfeld, taking position behind the men they were to relieve, and allowing a few minutes while they absorbed the “picture” in their minds. All through the big control room, at other positions, the same thing was happening.

    Standing at his own sector, behind the radar controller about to go off duty, Keith already felt his mental acuity sharpen, his speed of thinking consciously accelerate. For the next eight hours, except for two brief work breaks, his brain must continue to operate that way.

    Traffic, he observed, was averagely busy for the time of day, taking into account the widespread good weather. On the scope’s dark surface, some fifteen pinpoints of bright green light—or “targets,” as radarmen called them—indicated aircraft in the air. Allegheny had a Convair 440 at eight thousand feet, approaching Pittsburgh. Behind the Allegheny Right, at varying altitudes, was a National DC-8, an American Airlines 727, two private aircraft—a Lear jet and a Fairchild F-27—and another National, this time a prop-jet Electra. Several other flights, Keith noted, were due to come on the screen at any moment, both from other sectors and as a result of takeoffs from Friendship Airport, Baltimore. Going the opposite way, toward Baltimore, was a Delta DC-9, about to be taken over by Friendship approach control; behind this flight were a TWA, a Piedmont Airlines Martin, another private flight, two Uniteds, and a Mohawk. Height and distance separations of all aircraft were satisfactory, Keith observed, except that the two Uniteds heading for Baltimore were a little close. As if the controller still at the scope had read Keith’s mind, he gave the second United a delaying diversionary course.

    “I have the picture,” Keith said quietly. The other controller nodded and moved out.

    Keith’s supervisor, Perry Yount, plugged in his headset above Keith’s head and leaned over, making his own assessment of the traffic situation. Perry was a tall, lean Negro, a few years younger than Keith. He had a quick, retentive memory which could store a mass of flight data, then repeat it back, as a whole or in pieces, with computer accuracy. Perry was a comforting man to have around when there was trouble.

    Keith had already accepted several new flights and handed over others when the supervisor touched his shoulder. “Keith, I’m running two positions this shift—this and the next one. We’re a man short. You okay for a while?”

    Keith nodded. “Roger.” He radioed a course correction to an Eastern 727, then motioned toward the trainee controller, George Wallace, who had slipped into a seat beside him. “I’ve got George to keep an eye on me.

    “Okay.” Perry Yount unplugged his headset and moved to the adjacent console. The same kind of thing had happened occasionally before, and was handled without difficulty. Perry Yount and Keith had worked together for several years; each was aware that he could trust the other.

    Keith told the trainee beside him, “George, start getting the picture.”

    George Wallace nodded and edged closer to the radarscope. He was in his mid-twenties, had been a trainee for almost two years; before that, he had served an enlistment in the U.S. Air Force. Wallace had already shown himself to have an alert, quick mind, plus the ability not to become rattled under tension. In one more week he would be a qualified controller, though for practical purposes he was fully trained now.

    Deliberately, Keith allowed the spacing between an American Airlines BAC-400 and a National 727 to become less than it should be; he was ready to transmit quick instructions if the closure became critical. George Wallace spotted the condition at once, and warned Keith, who corrected it.

    That kind of firsthand exercise was the only sure way the ability of a new controller could be gauged. Similarly, when a trainee was at the scope himself, and got into difficulties, he had to be given the chance to show resourcefulness and sort the situation out unaided. At such moments, the instructing controller was obliged to sit back, with clenched hands, and sweat. Someone had once described it as, “hanging on a brick wall by your fingernails.” When to intervene or take over was a critical decision, not to be made too early or too late. If the instructor did take over, the trainee’s confidence might be permanently undermined, and a potentially good controller lost. On the other hand, if an instructor failed to take over when he should, a ghastly mid-air collision could result.

    The risks involved, and extra mental pressures, were such that many controllers refused to take them. They pointed out that the task of teaching their work to others carried neither official recognition nor extra pay. Moreover, if anything went wrong, the instructing controller was wholly responsible. Why suffer so much strain and liability for nothing?

    Keith, however, had shown an aptitude as an instructor as well as patience in bringing trainees along. And although he, too, suffered and sweated at times, he did the job because he felt he should. At this moment, he took a personal pride in the way George Wallace had developed.

    Wallace said quietly again, “I’d turn United 284 right until you get altitude separation with Mohawk.”

    Keith nodded agreement as he thumbed his microphone button. “United Flight 284, from Washington center. Turn right, heading zero six zero.”

    Promptly the reply crackled back. “Washington control, this is United 284. Roger; zero six zero.” Miles distant, and high above in clear bright sunshine while passengers dozed or read, the powerful sleek jet would be easing into a smooth controlled turn. On the radarscope, the bright green half inch wide blip which was United 284 began moving in a new direction.

    Below the control area, in a room devoted to rack upon rack of ponderously turning tape recorders, the exchange between ground and air had been recorded—for playback later if need arose. Every such conversation, from each position in the control room, was recorded and stored. Periodically, some of the tapes were replayed and listened to critically by supervisors. If a procedure was wrong, a controller heard about it; yet no controller knew when a recording of his own might be selected for analysis. On a door of the tape-recorder room was the grimly humorous reminder, “Big Brother Is Listening.”

    The morning progressed.

    Periodically, Perry Yount appeared. He was still overseeing two positions and stayed long enough to assess the current traffic situation. What he saw seemed to satisfy him, and he spent less time behind Keith than at the other position, where several problems seemed to be occurring. Around mid-morning the air traffic volume eased slightly; it would pick up again before midday. Soon after 10:30 A.M. Keith Bakersfeld and George Wallace exchanged positions. The trainee was now at the scope, Keith checking from alongside. There was no need, Keith found, for intervention; young Wallace was proving competent and alert. As far as was possible in the circumstances, Keith relaxed.

    At ten to eleven, Keith was aware of a need to visit the toilet. In recent months, he had had several bouts with intestinal flu; he had a suspicion that this was the beginning of another. He signaled Perry Yount and told him.

    The supervisor nodded. “Is George doing okay?”

    “Like a veteran.” Keith said it loud enough so George could hear.

    “I’ll hold things down,” Perry said. “You’re relieved, Keith.”

    “Thanks.”

    Keith signed the sector log sheet and noted his time of checking out. Perry scribbled an initial on the next line of the log, accepting responsibility for monitoring Wallace. In a few minutes time, when Keith returned, they would follow the same procedure.

    As Keith Bakersfeld left the control room, the supervisor was studying the scope, his hand lightly on George Wallace’s shoulder.

    The washroom Keith had gone to was on an upper level; a frosted-glass window admitted some of the brightness of the day outside. When Keith had finished, and freshened himself with a wash, he went to the window and opened it. He wondered if the weather was still as superb as when he had arrived earlier. It was.

    From the rear of the building into which the window was set, he could see—beyond a service area—green meadows, trees, and wild flowers. The heat was greater now. All around was a drowsy hum of insects.

    Keith stood looking out, aware of a reluctance to leave the cheerful sunlight and return to the control room’s gloom. It occurred to him that lately he had had similar feelings at other times—too many times, perhaps; and he thought—if he was honest, it was not the gloom he minded so much, but the mental pressures. There was a time when the tensions and pressures of his job, unrelenting as they were, had never bothered him. Nowadays they did, and on occasions he had to force himself, consciously, to meet them.

    While Keith Bakersfeld was standing at the window, thinking, a Northwest Orient 727 jet, en route from Minneapolis-St. Paul, was nearing Washington, D.C. Within its cabin a stewardess was bending over an elderly male passenger. His face was ashen; he seemed unable to speak. The stewardess believed he had had, or was having, a heart attack. She hurried to the flight deck to inform the captain. Moments later, acting on the captain’s orders, the Northwest first officer asked Washington Air Route Center for special clearance down, with priority handling to Washington National Airport.

    KEITH WONDERED sometimes—as he was wondering now—how many more years he could force his occasionally weary mind to go on. He had been a controller for a decade and a half. He was thirty-eight.

    The depressing thing was—in this business you could be mentally drained, an old man, at age forty-five or fifty, yet honorable retirement was another ten or fifteen years away. For many air traffic controllers, those final years proved an all-too-grueling trail, whose end they failed to reach.

    Keith knew—as most controllers did—that strains on the human systems of those employed in air traffic control had long been recognized. Official flight surgeons’ files bulged with medical evidence. Case histories, directly attributable to controllers’ work, included hypertension, heart attacks, gastric ulcers, tachycardia, psychiatric breakdowns, plus a host of lesser ailments. Eminent, independent medics, in scholarly research studies, had confirmed such findings. In the words of one: “A controller will spend nervous, sleepless hours every night wondering how in the name of heaven he kept all those planes from running into each other. He managed not to cause a disaster today, but will he have the same luck tomorrow? After a while, something inside him—physical, mental, oftentimes both—inevitably breaks down.”

    Armed with this knowledge, and more, the Federal Aviation Agency had urged Congress to allow air traffic controllers to retire at age fifty, or after twenty years of service. The twenty years, doctors declared, were equal to forty in most other jobs. The FAA warned legislators: public safety was involved; controllers, after more than twenty years of service, were potentially unsafe. Congress, Keith remembered, had ignored the warning and refused to act.

    Subsequently, a Presidential Commission also turned thumbs down on early retirement for controllers, and the FAA—then a presidential agency—had been told to cease and desist in its argument. Now, officially, it had. Privately, however—as Keith and others knew—Washington FAA officials were as convinced as ever; they predicted that the question would arise again, though only after an air disaster, or a series, involving worn-out controllers, followed by press and public furor.

    Keith’s thoughts switched back to the countryside. It was glorious today; the fields inviting, even when viewed from a washroom window. He wished he could go out there and sleep in the sun. Well, he couldn’t, and that was that. He supposed he had better get back to the control room. He would—in just a moment more.

    THE NORTHWEST ORIENT 727 had already started down, on authority from Washington Center. At lower altitudes, other flights were being hurriedly diverted, or ordered to orbit, safe distances away. A slanting hole, through which Northwest would continue descending, was being cleared in the growing midday traffic. Approach control at Washington National Airport had been alerted; its function would come shortly when it accepted the Northwest jet from Washington Center. At this moment, responsibility for the Northwest flight and other aircraft devolved on the sector team next to Keith’s—the extra sector which the young Negro, Perry Yount, was supervising.

    Fifteen aircraft with combined speeds totaling seven thousand five hundred miles per hour were being juggled in an airspace a few miles wide. No airplane must come near another. The Northwest flight must be brought down, safely, through them all.

    Similar situations happened several times a day; in bad weather it could be several times an hour. Sometimes emergencies came together, so that controllers numbered them—emergency one, emergency two, emergency three.

    In the present situation, as always, Perry Yount—quiet-spoken, cool, and capable—was responding with experienced skill. Working with others in the sector team, he was coordinating emergency procedures—calmly, level voiced, so that from his tone no bystander listening would be aware that an emergency existed. Other aircraft could not hear transmissions to the Northwest flight, which had been instructed to switch to a separate radio frequency.

    Everything was going well. The Northwest flight was steady on course, descending. In a few minutes, the emergency situation would be over.

    Amid the pressures, Perry Yount even found time to slip across to the adjoining position—which normally would have his undivided attention—to check George Wallace. Everything looked good, though Perry knew he would be easier in mind when Keith Bakersfeld was back. He glanced toward the control room door. No sign of Keith yet.

    KEITH—STILL at the open window, still looking out at the Virginia countryside—was remembering Natalie. He sighed. Lately, there had been disagreements between them, triggered by his work. There were points of view which his wife could or would not see. Natalie was concerned about Keith’s health. She wanted him to give up air traffic control; to quit, and choose some other occupation while some of his youth and most of his health remained. It had been a mistake, he realized now, to confide his doubts to Natalie, to describe what he had seen happen to other controllers whose work had made them prematurely old and ailing. Natalie had become alarmed, perhaps with reason. But there were considerations to giving up a job, walking away from years of training and experience; considerations which it was hard for Natalie—or for any woman, he supposed—to grasp.

    OVER MARTINSBURG, West Virginia—some thirty miles northwest of Washington Route Center—a private, four-place Beech Bonanza, at seven thousand feet, was leaving Airway V166 and entering Airway V44. The little Beech Bonanza, identifiable visually by its butterfly tail, was cruising at 175 mph, its destination Baltimore. It contained the Redfern family: Irving Redfern, a consulting engineer-economist, his wife Merry, and their two children—Jeremy, ten years old, and Valerie, nine.

    Irving Redfern was a careful, thorough man. Today, because of favorable weather conditions, he could have flown using visual flight rules. However, he considered it more prudent to file an instrument flight plan and, since leaving his home airport of Charleston, West Virginia, had stayed on airways, remaining in touch with air traffic control. A few moments earlier, Washington Route Center had given him a new course on Airway V44. He had already turned on it and now his magnetic compass, which had been swinging slightly, was settling down nicely.

    The Redferns were going to Baltimore partly for Irving Redfern’s business, and partly for pleasure, which would include a family theatre outing tonight. While their father was concentrating on his flying, the children, with Merry, were chattering about what they would have for lunch at Friendship Airport.

    The Washington Center controller who had given Irving Redfern his latest instructions was George Wallace, the almost-qualified trainee still filling in for Keith Bakersfeld. George had correctly identified the Redferns’ Beechcraft on his radarscope, where it appeared as a bright green dot, though smaller and moving more slowly than most other traffic—at the moment principally airline jets. There was nothing closing up on the Beechcraft, however, which appeared to have plenty of airspace all around it. Perry Yount, the sector supervisor, had by now returned to the adjoining position. He was helping sort out the aftermath confusion now that the critical Northwest Orient 727 had been handed over safely to Washington National Airport approach control. Periodically, Perry glanced across at George and once called out, “Is everything okay?” George Wallace nodded, though he was beginning to sweat a little. Today’s heavier noontime traffic seemed to be building up earlier than usual.

    Unknown to George Wallace or Perry Yount or Irving Redfern, an Air National Guard T-33 jet trainer was flying—at the moment idly in circles—a few miles north of Airway V44. The T-33 was from Martin Airport, near Baltimore, and its National Guard pilot was an automobile salesman named Hank Neel.

    Lieutenant Neel, who was fulfilling his part-time military training requirements, had been sent up solo for YFR proficiency flying. Because he had been cautioned to do only local flying in an authorized area northwest of Baltimore, no flight plan had been filed; therefore, Washington Air Route Center had no knowledge that the T-33 was in the air. This would not have mattered except that Neel had become bored with his assignment and was also a careless pilot. Looking out casually, as he held the jet trainer in lazy circles, he realized he had drifted south while practicing maneuvers, though in reality he had come a good deal farther than he imagined. He was so far south that several minutes ago the National Guard jet had entered George Wallace’s radar control area and now appeared on Wallace’s screen at Leesburg as a green dot, slightly larger than the Redfern family’s Beech Bonanza. A more experienced controller would have recognized the dot instantly for what it was. George, however, still busy with other traffic, had not yet observed the extra, unidentified signal.

    Lieutenant Neel, at fifteen thousand feet, decided he would finish his flying practice with some aerobatics—two loops, a couple of slow rolls—and then return to base. He swung the T-33 into a steep turn and circled again while he took the standard precaution of looking for other airplanes above and below. He was now even closer than before to Airway V44.

    THE THING his wife failed to realize, Keith Bakersfeld thought, was that a man couldn’t just quit his job irresponsibly, on a whim, even if he wanted to. Especially when the man had a family to support, children to educate. Especially when the job you possessed, the skills you so patiently acquired, had fitted you for nothing else. In some branches of government service, employees could leave and utilize their proficiency elsewhere. Air Traffic controllers could not. Their work had no counterpart in private industry; no one else wanted them.

    Being trapped that way—which was what it amounted to, Keith recognized—was a disillusion which came with other disillusions. Money was one. When you were young, enthusiastic, wanting to be a part of aviation, the civil service pay scale of an air traffic controller seemed adequate or better. Only later did it become clear how inadequate—in relation to the job’s awesome responsibility—that pay scale was. The two most skillful specialists involved in air traffic nowadays were pilots and controllers. Yet pilots earned thirty thousand dollars a year while a senior controller reached his ceiling at ten thousand. No one believed pilots should earn less. But even pilots, who were notoriously selfish in taking care of themselves, believed air traffic controllers should earn more.

    Nor was promotion—as in most other occupations—something an air traffic controller could look forward to. Senior supervisory posts were few; only a fortunate handful ever attained them.

    And yet… unless you were reckless or uncaring—which controllers, by the nature of their work, were not—there was no way out. So there would be no quitting for himself, Keith decided. He must have another talk with Natalie; it was time she accepted that for better or worse, it was too late for change. He had no intention, at this stage, of scratching inadequately for some other kind of living.

    He really must go back. Glancing at his watch, he realized guiltily that it was almost fifteen minutes since he left the control room. For part of the time he had been daydreaming—something he rarely did, and it was obviously the somniferous effect of the summer’s day. Keith closed the washroom window. From the corridor outside, he hurried downward to the main control room.

    HIGH OVER Frederick County, Maryland, Lieutenant Neel straightened up his National Guard T-33 and eased on forward trim. Neel had completed his somewhat casual inspection and had seen no other aircraft. Now, beginning his first loop and slow roll, he put the jet trainer into a steep dive.

    ENTERING THE control room, Keith Bakersfeld was aware at once of an increased tempo. The hum of voices was louder than when he left. Other controllers were too preoccupied to glance up—as they had done earlier this morning—as he passed by them on the way to his own position. Keith scribbled a signature in the sector log and noted the time, then moved behind George Wallace, getting the picture, letting his eyes adjust to the control room semidarkness, in sharp contrast to the bright sunlight outside. George had murmured “Hi!” as Keith returned, then continued transmitting radio instructions to traffic. In a moment or two, when Keith had the picture, he would relieve George and slip into his seat. It had probably been good for George, Keith reasoned, to be on his own for a while; it would improve his confidence. From the adjoining sector console, Perry Yount had noted Keith’s return.

    Keith studied the radarscope and its moving pinpoints of light—the aircraft “targets” which George had identified, then noted on small movable markers on the screen. A bright green dot without identification caught Keith’s eye. He asked George sharply, “What’s the other traffic near the Beech Bonanza 403?”

    LIEUTENANT NEEL had finished his first loop and slow roll. He had climbed back to fifteen thousand feet, and was still over Frederick County, though a little farther south. He leveled the T-33 jet, then put the nose down sharply and began a dive into a second loop.

    “WHAT OTHER TRAFFIC…?” George Wallace’s eyes followed Keith’s across the radarscope. He gasped; then in a strangled voice—“My God!”

    With a swift, single movement, Keith ripped the radio headset from George and shouldered him aside. Keith flung a frequency switch open, snapped a transmit button down. “Beech Bonanza NC-403, this is Washington Center. There is unidentified traffic to your left. Make an immediate right turn now!”

    The National Guard T-33 was at the bottom of its dive. Lieutenant Neel pulled the control column back and, with full power on, began a fast, steep climb. Immediately above was the tiny Beech Bonanza, containing Irving Redfern and his family, cruising steadily on Airway V44.

    IN THE CONTROL room… breathlessly… silently… praying hard… they watched the closing, bright green dots.

    The radio crackled with a burst of static. “Washington Center, this is Beech…” Abruptly the transmission stopped.

    IRVING REDFERN was a consulting engineer-economist. He was a competent amateur pilot, but not a commercial one.

    An airline pilot, receiving the Washington Center message, would have flung his aircraft instantly into a steep right turn. He would have caught the urgency in Keith’s voice, would have acted, without waiting to trim, or acknowledge, or—until later—question. An airline pilot would have ignored all minor consequences except the overriding urgency of escaping the nearby peril which the route center message unmistakably implied. Behind him, in the passenger cabin, scalding coffee might have spilled, meals scattered, even minor injuries resulted. Later there would have been complaints, apologies, denunciations, perhaps a Civil Aeronautics Board inquiry. But—with ordinary luck—there could have been survival. Quick action could have insured it. It would have insured it for the Redfern family, too.

    Airline pilots were conditioned by training and usage, to swift, sure reflexes. Irving Redfern was not. He was a precise, scholarly man, accustomed to think before acting, and to following correct procedures. His first thought was to acknowledge the Washington Center message. Thus, he used up two or three seconds—all the time he had. The National Guard T-33, swooping upward from the bottom of its loop, struck the Redferns’ Beech Bonanza on the left side, slicing off the private aircraft’s port wing with a single screeching rip of metal. The T-33, mortally damaged itself, continued upward briefly while its forward section disintegrated. Scarcely knowing what was happening—he had caught only the briefest glimpse of the other plane—Lieutenant Neel ejected and waited for his parachute to open. Far below, out of control and spinning crazily, the Beechcraft Bonanza, with the Redfern family still inside, was plummeting to earth.

    KEITH’S HANDS were trembling as he tried again. “Beech Bonanza NC-403, this is Washington Center. Do you read?”

    Beside Keith, George Wallace’s lips moved silently. His face was drained of color.

    As they watched in horror, the dots on the radarscope converged, blossomed suddenly, then faded.

    Perry Yount, aware of something wrong, had joined them. “What is it?”

    Keith’s mouth was dry. “I think we’ve had a mid-air.”

    It was then it happened: the nightmarish sound which those who heard it wished that they had not, yet afterward would not be able to erase from memory.

    IN THE PILOT’S SEAT of the doomed, spinning Beech Bonanza, Irving Redfern—perhaps involuntarily, perhaps as a last despairing act—pressed the transmit button of his microphone and held it down. The radio still worked.

    AT WASHINGTON CENTER, the transmission was heard on a console speaker which Keith had switched in when his emergency transmissions began. At first there was a burst of static, then immediately a succession of piercing, frantic, chilling screams. Elsewhere in the control room, heads turned. Faces nearby paled. George Wallace was sobbing hysterically. Senior supervisors came hurrying from other sections.

    Suddenly, above the screaming clearly, a single voice—terrified, forlorn, beseeching. At first, not every word was audible. Only later, when the tape recording of the last transmission was played and replayed many times, were the full words put together, the voice identified as that of Valerie Redfern, nine years old.

    “…Mummy! Daddy!… Do something! I don’t want to die… Oh, Gentle Jesus, I’ve been good… Please, I don’t want…”

    Mercifully, the transmission stopped.

    The Beech Bonanza crashed and burned near the village of Lisbon, Maryland. What remained from the four bodies was unrecognizable and was buried in a common grave.

    Lieutenant Neel landed safely by parachute, five miles away.

    ALL THREE controllers involved in the tragedy—George Wallace, Keith Bakersfeld, Perry Yount—were at once suspended from duty, pending investigation.

    Later, the trainee, George Wallace, was held technically not to blame, since he was not a qualified controller when the accident occurred. He was, however, dismissed from government service and barred forever for further employment in air traffic control.

    The young Negro supervisor, Perry Yount, was held wholly responsible. The investigating board—taking days and weeks to play back tapes, examine evidence, and review decisions which Yount himself had had to make in seconds, under pressure—decided he should have spent less time on the emergency involving the Northwest Orient 727 and more in supervising George Wallace during the absence of Keith Bakersfeld. The fact that Perry Yount was doing double duty—which, had he been less cooperative, he could have refused—was ruled not relevant. Yount was officially reprimanded, and reduced in civil service grade.

    Keith Bakersfeld was totally exonerated. The investigating board was at pains to point out that Keith had requested to be temporarily relieved from duty, that his request was reasonable, and he followed regulations in signing out and in. Furthermore, immediately on return, he perceived the possibility of a mid-air collision and tried to prevent it. For his quick thinking and action—though the attempt was unsuccessful—-he was commended by the board.

    The question of the length of Keith’s absence from the control room did not arise initially. Near the end of the investigation—perceiving the way things were going for Perry Yount—Keith attempted to raise it himself, and to accept the major share of blame. His attempt was treated kindly, but it was clear that the investigating board regarded it as a chivalrous gesture—and no more. Keith’s testimony, once its direction became clear, was cut off summarily. His attempted intervention was not referred to in the board’s final report.

    An independent Air National Guard inquiry produced evidence that Lieutenant Henry Neel had been guilty of contributory negligence in failing to remain in the vicinity of Middletown Air Base, and for allowing his T-33 to drift near Airway V44. However, since his actual position could not be proved conclusively, no charges were preferred. The lieutenant went on selling automobiles, and flying during weekends.

    On learning of the investigating board’s decision, the supervisor, Perry Yount, suffered a nervous collapse. He was hospitalized and placed under psychiatric care. He appeared to be moving toward recovery when he received by mail, from an anonymous source, a printed bulletin of a California rightwing group opposing—among other things—Negro civil rights. The bulletin contained a viciously biased account of the Redfern tragedy. It portrayed Perry Yount as an incompetent, bumbling dullard, indifferent to his responsibilities, and uncaring about the Redfern family’s death. The entire incident, the bulletin argued, should be a warning to “bleeding heart liberals” who aided Negroes in attaining responsible positions for which they were not mentally equipped. A “housecleaning” was urged of other Negroes employed in air traffic control, “before the same thing happens again.”

    At any other time, a man of Perry Yount’s intelligence would have dismissed the bulletin as a maniacal diatribe, which it was. But because of his condition, he suffered a relapse after reading it, and might have remained under treatment indefinitely if a government review board had not refused to pay hospital bills for his care, maintaining that his mental illness had not been caused through government employment. Yount was discharged from the hospital but did not return to air traffic control. When Keith Bakersfeld last heard of him, he was working in a Baltimore waterfront bar, and drinking heavily.

    George Wallace disappeared from sight. There were rumors that the former trainee controller had re-enlisted—in the U.S. Army Infantry, not the Air Force—and was now in serious trouble with the Military Police. According to stories, Wallace repeatedly started fist fights and brawls in which he appeared to go out of his way to bring physical punishment on himself. The rumors were not confirmed.

    For Keith Bakersfeld, it seemed for a while as if life would go on as usual. When the investigation ended, his temporary suspension was lifted; his qualifications and government service rating remained intact. He returned to work at Leesburg. Colleagues, aware that Keith’s experience could easily have been their own, were friendly and sympathetic. His work, at first, went well enough.

    After his abortive attempt to raise the subject before the investigating board, Keith confided to no one—not even to Natalie—the fact of his washroom loitering that fateful day. Yet the secret knowledge was seldom far from the forefront of his mind.

    •�Thanks: Curle, MEH 0910
    •�Replies: @Renard
    , @anonymous
  67. Anonymous[238] •�Disclaimer says:

    Why won’t the Twitter link show on the page?

    Ask Ron Unz how it’s done.

  68. @bomag

    Fascinating.

    Indeed, Mr. Spock. There’s no intelligent life all up in here…

    Hello, Bomag!

    •�LOL: bomag
  69. Corvinus says:
    @deep anonymous

    “Never forget to point this out the next time one of these turds lectures us about the “assault on democracy”

    The assault on democracy was committed by Russian intelligence.

    https://www.romania-insider.com/snoop-russian-money-romanian-conspiracists-2024

  70. @Jonathan Mason

    A controversial AI program used to deny elderly people health coverage is now at the center of questions about the shooting of the UnitedHealthcare CEO….
    It has now emerged that during the years before that, the company implemented AI software that had a 90 percent denial rate.

    A lawsuit has claimed the software led to the deaths of at least two men who were elderly patients denied post care following a stroke and fall.

    https://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-14165741/unitedhealthcare-brian-thompson-ai-patient-coverage-lawsuit.html

    •�Replies: @Jonathan Mason
  71. @J.Ross

    OT — Well, this is terrifying in multiple ways.

    You mean regarding your cognitive state? Get some sleep, bud.

    •�Replies: @J.Ross
  72. @Truth

    Wow, a black kid who can run real fast, whoopee. About as useful as an Indian kid who can spell long obscure words that nobody uses. Or an Arab who is rilly good at making grilled meat on a stick.

    The only story here is “Queensland” on his outfit. A fine son of Brissie, no doubt. One more shitstain who will never, ever, ever go home to his glorious native toilet bowl.

    •�Replies: @Truth
  73. Renard says:
    @Stan Adams

    Countless thousands of examples like this. Not the aviation “event” but the incessant shoehorning of “Narrative” into every single narrative. Movies, novels, television shows, newspapers, magazines, corporate training manuals, school lectures, even poetry.

    Over time it adds up. Accretes into an impregnable fortress of prejudice, every bit of it the exact opposite of the prejudice we’re told is actually in operation.

    •�Agree: kaganovitch
  74. Curle says:
    @Corpse Tooth

    Thomas Matthew Crooks, the would-be assassin of President-Elect Trump had an antifa background

    And yet law the official line is that Antifa doesn’t exist.

    https://apnews.com/article/donald-trump-ap-top-news-elections-james-comey-politics-bdd3b6078e9efadcfcd0be4b65f2362e

  75. @Mike Tre

    just pulled off a crypto coin scam that has the crypto world tearing her to shreds:

    Crypto is a scam. So this guy is just parsing through these other people pulling an even more obvious ripoff within their little crypto fantasy world they play in. The fact that at bottom all the discussion ends up about someone making millions of dollars is the reality check.

    “Money” is either something that people actually want–ex. food, gas, ammunition. Or more typically whatever the guys with guns demand you pay your taxes in. Crypto has “value” only because even smart people are cable of fantasy thinking–the story of our age–and so right now you can sell your crypto for dollars or euros or whatever to buy gas or groceries or pay your taxes.

    In the end you can not avoid political risk. If you hate how our elites are running America into the ground … then you have to fix that. Pretending crypto can avoid any of that is a complete fantasy. Just–way more expensive to produce–tulip bulbs. When people lose interest … worth nothing.

  76. anonymous[296] •�Disclaimer says:
    @Stan Adams

    Thanks, Stan, that was interesting.
    Regarding ATC, I’ve never had a problem and they’ve always been extremely helpful and always professional, although I’ve heard and read stories to the contrary.
    I noted the involvement of a T-33 in the text you quoted. I got to back seat one once. It was okay, the ailerons were a bit sensitive due to the crude, 1940s-era hydraulic boost, which seems to have come directly off a P-38. But with more stick time I would have gotten used to it.
    The T-33 was the trainer variant of the P-80. Richard Bong, top ace of WW2 was killed in a P-80 when the engine flamed out on take-off when the fuel pump failed. He’d forgotten to turn on the aux fuel pump, a checklist item, didn’t turn it on when the engine flamed out, instead opting to bail out at less than 200 feet and was killed when his chute didn’t open.
    Usually, whenever there is an accident involving airplanes, ships, etc., somebody operating the thing, man or woman, forgot to do something they know to do, were trained to do, and ordinarily do as a matter of course, but this one time they forgot, and one time is all it takes.

  77. Mike Tre says:

    “Crypto is a scam… ”

    Kidding aside – I’m not a financial expert by any means, but I think your opinion is a bit simplistic. I’ve read compelling arguments that the Federal Reserve is a scam, but it’s been functioning for over 100 years.

    Anyway, my take from the story is more a cultural observation: That a dim witted slut who got famous demonstrating how she services a phallus was able to become the face of an obvious con job and yet still attract enough suckers to make her a couple million dollars in a few hours.

  78. J.Ross says:
    @Jenner Ickham Errican

    After the lockdown I am totally willing to believe in illegal experimentation on prisoners.

    •�Replies: @Jenner Ickham Errican
  79. @J.Ross

    I am totally willing to believe

    From any random source?

  80. @Henry's Cat

    He’ll certainly have an opinion, but won’t mention who the judge is.

  81. Jack D says:
    @J.Ross

    “The Zionist Jews controlling our planet are all pedophiles who have no regard for the sanctity of human life and purity,”

    Yes, what reasonable person could consider this utterly harmless and truthful remark to be antisemitic? I wish the dirty Jews would stop trying to gaslight everyone into believing that antisemitism exists on the right when clearly it doesn’t.

    •�Replies: @J.Ross
  82. @Buzz Mohawk

    “Our” side is pulling the same sh*t in Georgia. First, the Georgian government attempted to enact legislation that required foreign NGO’s to register as foreign agents. But the US and some EU members, which all have laws in their own countries that require foreign NGO’s to register as foreign agents, complained that Georgia’s plans to require NGO’s as foreign agents was somehow undemocratic. And now, after the Georgian party that is neutral on Russia defeated the party that was very hostile to Russia in an election, the US is trying to foment a so called “color” revolution to overturn the results of that election. Evidently, the US wants to help Georgia fight Russia to the last Georgian just like we helped Ukraine fight Russia to the last Ukrainian.

    •�Agree: J.Ross
  83. Truth says:
    @The Germ Theory of Disease

    He is one of the best in the world in his field of endeavor. Are you?

  84. @Truth

    Um, yes, actually.

    But if you call running real fast a “field of endeavor,” maybe you’re not one of the best in the world at identifying same.

    •�Replies: @Truth
  85. Truth says:
    @The Germ Theory of Disease

    If someone pays you for it, it’s a field of endeavor.

  86. @Bill Jones

    Obviously when you have millions of cases, there are going to be some that fall through the cracks.

    A better question is whether Medicare Advantage ought to exist at all. Having for-profit health insurance companies offering Medicare with lower deductibles and premiums than regular Medicare is just asking for trouble.

    And then you come to the whole issue of end-of-life issues, or what they call Social Care in the UK, which is very tricky when nursing home care in the last months or years of life may wipe out the estate of the deceased.

    It is particularly tricky in the areas of hospice and palliative care. Obviously insurance companies would prefer people to die quickly.

    For example take two alternatives: 1. Insurance is refused and person has to pay for the treatment or care out of their own savings, or retirement account, or perhaps by selling their home. 2. Insurance is refused and person promptly dies due to lack of treatment or care.

    Interestingly the UK has just recently passed a Bill in Parliament that will allow people who have (supposedly) less than 6 months to live and are of sound mind (so no dementia patients, presumably) to opt for legal “assisted suicide” in which a doctor will supply them or their family with sufficient drugs to off themselves.

    Whether this law is a good idea, I don’t know. I have my doubts. However, I have no doubts that the insurance companies in the US would welcome such legislation as it would be good for the bottom line.

    •�Replies: @Joe Stalin
  87. J.Ross says:
    @Jack D

    Don’t recognize that. The subject was Charlie Kirk, a supporter of Israel and conventional conservative of the current mode. Can you show people one thing Charlie Kirk has said that any reasonable person could consider to be anti-Semitic in any way, to include the dishonest way of including criticism of the Israeli government?
    Bonus points! To include your doggerel, can you see how the one enables the other?

  88. @Jonathan Mason

    Interestingly the UK has just recently passed a Bill in Parliament that will allow people who have (supposedly) less than 6 months to live and are of sound mind (so no dementia patients, presumably) to opt for legal “assisted suicide” in which a doctor will supply them or their family with sufficient drugs to off themselves.

    I have no doubts that the insurance companies in the US would welcome such legislation as it would be good for the bottom line.

    Canucks way ahead of UK.

    UK way ahead of Canucks.

  89. MEH 0910 says:
    @anonymous

    CEO KILLER CAUGHT: WILD Online Past

    Dec 10, 2024

    Krystal and Saagar discuss the latest updates on the arrested NYC CEO shooter Luigi Magione.

    •�Replies: @MEH 0910
  90. MEH 0910 says:
    @Buzz Mohawk

    Romania COUP?: Election CANCELED Over ‘Misinformation’

    Dec 10, 2024

    Krystal and Saagar discuss Romania cancelling their election over alleged online misinformation.

    •�Replies: @J.Ross
    , @Buzz Mohawk
  91. J.Ross says:
    @MEH 0910

    It is terrifying that a failed propaganda myth which was COMPLETELY DISCREDITED IN THE CONGRESSIONAL RECORD and which never made any sense in the first place and which contradicts the basic precepts of democratic society is legal grounds in any nation to nullify an election and imprison an innocent man.

  92. @Joe Stalin

    “US: I need stitches.” DOCTOR: Your bill will be $67,000.”

    That is funny of course, but it is also an elision of the truth. The joke implies that the doctors/healthcare corps are plain old crooks, grossly overcharging for a simple procedure. The reality is more like this…

    US PATIENT: I need stitches.

    DOCTOR: Your bill will be $67,000… That is, $425 for the simple procedure, and then $66,575 tacked on invisibly to pay for ILLEGAL LATINOS!! AND ALL THEIR NINOS!! AND ALL *THEIR* NINOS TAMBIEN!!! PAY UP STUPID YANQI GRINGO!! SI SI SI SI SIIIIII!!!!”

    In other words, it’s the true cost of cheap labor, and genocidal Jewish policy preferences.

  93. @MEH 0910

    Yes. It’s “Russia, Russia, Russia” all over again.

    The amount of pull, twist and manipulation “our” US has in Romania is beyond what you know.

    My late father-in-law taught me some things. A retired army colonel there, he was involved in the nuts and bolts of how that country ran, both under Ceaușescu and after. When he was still alive, he cried to me whenever “my” America forced something on “his” government.

    Basically, countries like Romania are entirely controlled by “our” empire. The sad thing is, they went from being controlled by the Soviet Union to being controlled by the neocon US/West. Fact. He witnessed it, and I watched it with him.

    What bothers me now is that that country, and some people I know and love there, are being placed on the front lines in an American proxy war against Russia.

    BTW, our real estate sale there finally happened today, and the money was transferred to us. I can’t tell you how much work we had to do to get this shit to happen. Whatever, it is a timely, precautionary exit of assets from a very questionable place at this time.

    •�Thanks: Ministry Of Tongues
  94. MEH 0910 says:
    @Buzz Mohawk

    https://roddreher.substack.com/p/romanias-russiagate-hoax

    Romania’s Russiagate Hoax
    Citing Alleged Russia Threat, Romanian Authorities Cancel Democratic Election
    Rod Dreher
    Dec 07, 2024

    […]
    Today Romanians woke up to a country in which their top court, on a pretext (“Russiagate”) that nobody believes, is trying to save the establishment’s ass by annuling democracy, just as the populist Georgescu was set to win in a landslide on Sunday. And — note well, my fellow Americans — Washington has publicly endorsed this move. State Department statement:

    The United States stands with the Romanian people as they face an unprecedented situation regarding the integrity of their elections. Romanians must have confidence that their elections reflect the democratic will of the Romanian people and are free of foreign malign influence aimed at undermining the fairness of their elections. The integrity of Romania’s elections is paramount for Romanians’ hard-earned democracy. It is the choice of the Romanian people whom they elect. No other country or foreign actor has that right.

    We note the Romanian Constitutional Court’s decision today with respect to Romania’s presidential elections. The United States reaffirms our confidence in Romania’s democratic institutions and processes, including investigations into foreign malign influence. We call on all parties to uphold Romania’s constitutional order and engage in a peaceful democratic process free from threats of violence and intimidation and which reflects the Romanian people’s democratic will.

    I’m sorry, but I’m picking myself up off the ground from laughing at the US Government, the font of Nulandist color revolutions, saying that no foreign country has the right to interfere with Romanian elections.

    •�LOL: J.Ross
    •�Replies: @Corvinus
  95. MEH 0910 says:
    @MEH 0910

    https://www.kenklippenstein.com/p/luigis-manifesto

    Exclusive: Luigi’s Manifesto
    Read the manifesto the media refused to publish
    Ken Klippenstein
    Dec 10, 2024

    [MORE]

    “To the Feds, I’ll keep this short, because I do respect what you do for our country. To save you a lengthy investigation, I state plainly that I wasn’t working with anyone. This was fairly trivial: some elementary social engineering, basic CAD, a lot of patience. The spiral notebook, if present, has some straggling notes and To Do lists that illuminate the gist of it. My tech is pretty locked down because I work in engineering so probably not much info there. I do apologize for any strife of traumas but it had to be done. Frankly, these parasites simply had it coming. A reminder: the US has the #1 most expensive healthcare system in the world, yet we rank roughly #42 in life expectancy. United is the [indecipherable] largest company in the US by market cap, behind only Apple, Google, Walmart. It has grown and grown, but as our life expectancy? No the reality is, these [indecipherable] have simply gotten too powerful, and they continue to abuse our country for immense profit because the American public has allwed them to get away with it. Obviously the problem is more complex, but I do not have space, and frankly I do not pretend to be the most qualified person to lay out the full argument. But many have illuminated the corruption and greed (e.g.: Rosenthal, Moore), decades ago and the problems simply remain. It is not an issue of awareness at this point, but clearly power games at play. Evidently I am the first to face it with such brutal honesty.”

    •�Thanks: J.Ross
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