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Feb 18 2020

Snowflakes

It’s a semi polite way to call people worthless weaklings who are extremely oversensitive because they know their arguments are fallacious crap and are filled with self doubt and dubiety since neither their logic or their lives will withstand scrutiny. If that describes you then maybe you shouldn’t be doing this whole Internet debate thing because I will not hesitate a second before crushing you under a mountain of fact and self contradiction that will leave you exposed as a clueless idiot.

And I’m one of the nice ones.

But it fundamentally doesn’t matter because the core mistake is that you are your Avatar.

If you’re stupid enough to roam around the Internet as yourself exposed to all kinds of commercial and Government predation I’m afraid there is nothing I can do to help. Darwin says you are too dumb to reproduce.

On May 22, 1856, the “world’s greatest deliberative body” became a combat zone. In one of the most dramatic and deeply ominous moments in the Senate’s entire history, a member of the House of Representatives entered the Senate Chamber and savagely beat a senator into unconsciousness.

The inspiration for this clash came three days earlier when Senator Charles Sumner, a Massachusetts antislavery Republican, addressed the Senate on the explosive issue of whether Kansas should be admitted to the Union as a slave state or a free state. In his “Crime Against Kansas” speech, Sumner identified two Democratic senators as the principal culprits in this crime—Stephen Douglas of Illinois and Andrew Butler of South Carolina. He characterized Douglas to his face as a “noise-some, squat, and nameless animal . . . not a proper model for an American senator.” Andrew Butler, who was not present, received more elaborate treatment. Mocking the South Carolina senator’s stance as a man of chivalry, the Massachusetts senator charged him with taking “a mistress . . . who, though ugly to others, is always lovely to him; though polluted in the sight of the world, is chaste in his sight—I mean,” added Sumner, “the harlot, Slavery.”

Representative Preston Brooks was Butler’s South Carolina kinsman. If he had believed Sumner to be a gentleman, he might have challenged him to a duel. Instead, he chose a light cane of the type used to discipline unruly dogs. Shortly after the Senate had adjourned for the day, Brooks entered the old chamber, where he found Sumner busily attaching his postal frank to copies of his “Crime Against Kansas” speech.

Moving quickly, Brooks slammed his metal-topped cane onto the unsuspecting Sumner’s head. As Brooks struck again and again, Sumner rose and lurched blindly about the chamber, futilely attempting to protect himself. After a very long minute, it ended.

Bleeding profusely, Sumner was carried away. Brooks walked calmly out of the chamber without being detained by the stunned onlookers.

Now that’s political debate. And all you BloomBots and Cadillac Health Insurance Queens better get used to it.

Fee-fees indeed, call me from the Hospital you Keyboard Coward and I’ll tell you what it was like in Barcelona when my Anarcho-Syndicalist buds were kicking Commie ass.