The best burger commercial ever made? That is a mighty big claim. I dare you to watch this and tell us what you think.
Carl’s Jr. has taken some heat over the years for their “slut-burger” commercials which are accused of being derogatory towards women. For their latest commercial they decided to focus on a heated political topic that could influence the next election. You know they’re taking things seriously when the commercial features a high definition slow-motion butt slap.
‘Fellatio Cafe’ Where You Get Sucked Off As You Sip Your Brewed Coffee To Be Opened In Switzerland
Coffee and a BJ? The country that gave us Swiss chocolate, Swiss pen knives, Swiss cheese, and now blow jobs with your brew, Switzerland, are opening a ‘fellatio cafe’.
The cafe will be opened to the public by the end of the year in Geneva, according to Swiss newspaper The Local, and will see men ordering a hot drink, before choosing a prostitute off an iPad.
Other than the worrying fact that even prostitution is pushing the boundaries of business by using iPads, customers will have to pay £40 for a coffee. Included in the price is the blow job, though.
The business will be opened by the firm Facegirl, who are modelling the idea on similar places in Thailand. The proposed Geneva café would add a new dimension to the sex trade in the city of the protestant reformer Calvin.
Bradley Chavet, a representative for Facegirl, told The Local that men order their drinks and then sit at the bar. According to him, ‘in five or ten minutes, it’s all over’. Five minutes?
According to The Local, prostitution is legal in Switzerland with sex workers required to have permits to operate. Prostitution is legal in Switzerland although it is strictly controlled, with sex trade workers required to have valid permits as part of a bid to fight people trafficking.
In cases where two or more prostitutes operate out of the same premises, the establishment has to be registered as a massage parlour.
Do you love beer? Are you a history buff? Do you love to travel? There actually is a job that fits your likes and passions. Your dream job awaits you so get that resume fired up.
Take a deep breath and a long pull from the kegerator. The National Museum of American History is now filling an open position that is the stuff that boozehound dreams are made of. In a recent release they outlined a “new initiative on American brewing history,” for which they’re hiring a “professional historian/scholar.” In other words, the Smithsonian needs a beer connoisseur whom they will PAY to travel and conduct “archival and field research.” The listing doesn’t say that one will be drinking copious amounts of delicious craft brews, but we can read between the lines.
Of course, the job isn’t all happy hours and brewery tours, but it still sounds fascinating. Paula Johnson, curator of the Division of Work and Industry, explained that the research unearthed by the new beer historian will be a part of their “very active food history program.” The historian will “do the research, documentation, and look at potential artifacts and work as part of our food history team,” focusing specifically on brewing methods and beer-based businesses developed after 1960. Why now? “This is a great moment to be thinking about this the fact that small brewing has become so much a part of community life and regional history,” she explained. The museum should be slowly rolling out the new program’s findings over time.
And this isn’t their first foray into the history of booze. “Since ’96 we’ve been building our collections in wine and wine-making. People raise their eyebrows about historians going to Napa Valley and doing ‘field research,’” Johnson said laughingly, “but you know, they come back with the goods.”
Guns are not violent. Guns are tools. Tools used to protect us from violence. We are all mostly gun owners for a variety of reasons some of the reasons may vary but at the end of the day owning a gun is about protecting life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. The world is rapidly changing. The nation today has been “fundamentally changed” and not in a good way. This article is perhaps the single most important dissemination of information that you will read this year. It might be a little long but I assure you your life or the life of your loved ones might depend on you understanding what is written below.
We have seen them all before, and we shall see them all again as history rhymes along regardless of the century or the generation of humankind nominally in control of events. But the next time we are visited by widespread, large-scale urban riots, a dangerous new escalation may be triggered by a fresh vulnerability: It’s estimated that the average American home has less than two weeks of food on hand. In poor minority areas, it may be much less. What if a cascading economic crisis, even a temporary one, leads to millions of EBT (electronic benefit transfer) cards flashing nothing but ERROR? This could also be the result of deliberate sabotage by hackers, or other technical system failures. Alternatively, the government might pump endless digits into the cards in a hopeless attempt to outpace future hyperinflation. The government can order the supermarkets to honor the cards, and it can even set price controls, but history’s verdict is clear: If suppliers are paid only with worthless scrip or blinking digits, the food will stop.
STEP ONE: FLASH MOB LOOTING
In my scenario, the initial riots begin spontaneously across affected urban areas, as SNAP (supplemental nutrition assistance program) and other government welfare recipients learn that their EBT cards no longer function. This sudden revelation will cause widespread anger, which will quickly lead to the flash-mob looting of local supermarkets and other businesses. The media will initially portray these “food riots” as at least partly justifiable. Sadly, millions of Americans have been made largely, or even entirely, dependent on government wealth transfer payments to put food on their tables.
A new social contract has been created, where bread and circuses buy a measure of peace in our minority-populated urban zones. In the era of ubiquitous big-screen cable television, the internet and smart phones, the circus part of the equation is never in doubt as long as the electricity flows. But the bread is highly problematic. Food must be delivered the old-fashioned way: physically. Any disruption in the normal functioning of the EBT system will lead to food riots with a speed that is astonishing. This will inevitably happen when our unsustainable, debt-fueled binge party finally stops, and the music is over. Now that the delivery of free or heavily subsidized food is perceived by tens of millions of Americans to be a basic human right, the cutoff of “their” food money will cause an immediate explosion of rage. When the hunger begins to bite, supermarkets, shops and restaurants will be looted, and initially the media will not condemn the looting. Unfortunately, this initial violence will only be the start of a dangerous escalation.
The ransacked supermarkets, convenience stores, ATMs and gas stations will not be restocked during this period due to the precarious security situation. A single truck loaded with food or gasoline would be perceived to be a Fort Knox on wheels and subject to immediate attack unless heavily protected by powerfully armed security forces, but such forces will not be available during this chaotic period. Under those conditions, resupply to the urban areas cannot and will not take place. The downward spiral of social and economic dysfunction will therefore both accelerate and spread from city to city. These delays, in turn, will lead to more riots with the constant underlying demand that hungry people be fed, one way or another.
Catch-22, anyone? When these demands do not bring the desired outcome, the participants will ratchet up the violence, hoping to force action by the feckless state and national governments.
The “food riots” will be a grass-roots movement of the moment born out of hunger and desperation. It will not be dependent upon leaders or an underlying organization, although they could certainly add to the sauce. Existing cell phone technology provides all the organization a flash mob needs. Most of the mobs will consist of minority urban youths, termed MUYs in the rest of this essay. Which minority doesn’t matter; each urban locale will come with its own unique multi-ethnic dynamic.
Some locales will divide upon religious or political lines, but they will not be the dominant factors contributing to conflict. In the American context, the divisions will primarily have an ethnic or racial context, largely because that makes it easy to sort out the sides at a safe distance. No need to check religious or political affiliation at a hundred yards when The Other is of a different color.
We Americans are all about doing things the easy way, so, sadly, visible racial and ethnic features will form the predominant lines of division.
Would that it were not so, but reality is reality, even when it’s is a bitch.
NEXT STEP: FLASH MOB RIOTS
In order to highlight their grievances and escalate their demands for an immediate resumption of government benefits, the MUY flash mobs will next move their activities to the borders of their ethnic enclaves. They will concentrate on major intersections and highway interchanges where non-MUY suburban commuters must make daily passage to and from what forms of employment still exist. People making a living will still be using those roads to get to where they earn their daily bread.
The results of these clashes will frequently resemble the intersection of Florence and Normandie during the Rodney King riots in 1992, where Reginald Denny was pulled out of his truck’s cab and beaten nearly to death with a cinder block. If you don’t remember it, watch it on Youtube. Then imagine that scene with the mob-making accelerant of texting and other social media technology added to stoke the fires. Instead of a few dozen thugs terrorizing the ambushed intersections, in minutes there will be hundreds.
Rioters will throw debris such as shopping carts and trash cans into the intersection, causing the more timid drivers to pause. The mobs will swarm the lines of trapped cars once they have stopped. Traffic will be forced into gridlock for blocks in all directions. Drivers and passengers of the wrong ethnic persuasions will be pulled from their vehicles to be beaten, robbed, and in some cases raped and/or killed. It will be hyper-violent and overtly racial mob behavior, on a massive and undeniable basis.
Some of those trapped in their cars will try to drive out of the area, inevitably knocking down MUY pedestrians and being trapped by even more outraged MUYs. The commuters will be dragged out of their cars and kicked or beaten to death. Other suburban commuters will try to shoot their way out of the lines of stopped cars, and they will meet the same grim fate once they run out of bullets and room to escape.
The mob will be armed with everything from knives, clubs and pistols to AK-47s. A bloodbath will result. These unlucky drivers and their passengers will suffer horribly, and some of their deaths will be captured on traffic web cameras. Later, these terrible scenes will be released or leaked by sympathetic government insiders and shown by the alternative media, which continue to expand as the traditional media become increasingly irrelevant.
Implausible, you insist?
This grim tableau is my analysis of age-old human behavior patterns, adding flash mobs and 2012 levels of racial anger to the old recipe. Early-teenage MUYs today are frequently playing “The Knockout Game” on full bellies, just for kicks, and proudly uploading the videos. They and their older peers can be expected to do far worse when hunger and the fear of starvation enter their physical, mental, and emotional equations. The blame for their hunger will be turned outward against the greater society, and will be vented at first hand against any non-MUY who falls into their grasp while they are in the thrall of mob hysteria. These episodes of mass psychology we will refer to as “flash mob riots”, “wilding”, or some other new name.
THE OFFICIAL POLICE RESPONSE TO FLASH MOB RIOTS
To gear up for even a single “Florence and Normandie on steroids” flash mob street riot, city police departments will require an hour or longer to stage their SWAT teams and riot squads in position to react. Ordinary patrol cars in small numbers will not venture anywhere near such roiling masses of hysterical rioters, not even to perform rescues. Those citizens trapped in their cars cannot expect timely assistance from local or state authorities.
Even in the first days of widespread riots, when the police forces are well rested, it might take several hours to mount a response sufficient to quell the disturbance and restore order to even one major street intersection riot. In the meantime, scores of innocent commuters will have been attacked, with many of them injured or killed and left at the scene. It will be a law enforcement nightmare to quell the disturbance, mop up lingering rioters, restore security, and bring medical attention to the living and get medical examiners to the dead. And each jurisdiction will face potentially dozens of such scenes, thanks to the ability for MUYs to cross-communicate at will using their wireless devices.
The far more difficult challenge for the police is that by the time they are suited in riot gear, armed and geared up to sweep the intersection, it will probably be empty of rioters. The police, with their major riot squad reaction times measured in hours, will be fighting flash mobs that materialize, cause mayhem, and evaporate in only fractions of hours. This rapid cycle time is a clear lesson taken from massive riots by immigrant French Muslim MUYs in their own religious enclaves and bordering areas.
The American flash mob riot will exist almost entirely inside the law enforcement OODA (observe, orient, decide, act) loop. In other words, the rioters will have a much quicker reaction time than the police. Until fairly recently, superior police communications meant that they could use their radio networks as a force multiplier. With their networking advantage and cohesive reactions both within a department and among cooperating local agencies, police could act as shepherds guiding or dispersing a wayward stampeding flock.
Today, the mob has the greater advantage, immediately spreading word of every police preparation by text and Tweet, even in advance of the police movement. Attempts by the authorities to stop the flash mobs by blocking and jamming wireless transmissions will have limited success.
It is at this point that the situation spirals out of control.
The enraged mobs in urban America will soon recognize that their spontaneous street riots cannot be stopped by the police, and then they will grow truly fearsome. For the police, it will be a losing game of Whack-a-Mole, with riots breaking out and dispersing at a speed they cannot hope to match. The violence will spread to previously unaffected cities as an awareness of law enforcement impotence is spread by television and social media. After a few days, the police forces will be exhausted and demoralized. As the violence intensifies and spreads, and in the absence of any viable security arrangements, supermarkets and other stores will not be restocked, leaving the MUYs even more desperate and angry than before. The increasing desperation born of worsening hunger will refuel the escalating spiral of violence.
Nor will violent conflict be only between the inhabitants of the urban areas and the suburbs. The international record of conflict in tri-ethnic cities is grim, making the old bi-racial dichotomy formerly seen in America seem stable by comparison. In tri-ethnic cities the perceived balance of power is constantly shifting, with each side in turn feeling outnumbered and outmuscled. Temporary truces, betrayals and new alliances follow in rapid succession, removing any lingering sense of social cohesion.
The former Yugoslavia, with its Catholic, Orthodox and Muslim divisions, comes starkly to mind. The Lebanese Civil War between the Christians, Sunnis, Shiites and Druze raged across Beirut (at one time known as “The Paris of the Middle East”) for fifteen brutal years. Once a city turns on itself and becomes a runaway engine of self-destruction, it can be difficult to impossible to switch off the process and return to normal pre-conflict life. It’s not inconceivable that the United States could produce a dozen Sarajevos or Beiruts, primarily across racial instead of religious divides.
Vehicle traffic by non-minority suburban commuters through adjoining minority areas will virtually halt, wrecking what is left of the local economy. Businesses will not open because employees will not be able to travel to work safely. Businesses in minority areas, needless to say, will be looted. “Gentrified” enclaves of affluent suburbanites within or near the urban zones will suffer repeated attacks, until their inhabitants flee.
Radically disaffected minorities will hold critical infrastructure corridors through their areas hostage against the greater society. Highways, railroad tracks, pipe and power lines will all be under constant threat, or may be cut in planned or unplanned acts of raging against “the system.” As long as security in the urban areas cannot be restored, these corridors will be under threat. Even airports will not be immune. Many of them have been absorbed into urban areas, and aircraft will come under sporadic fire while taking off and landing.
In the absence of fresh targets of value blundering into their areas, and still out of food, MUYs will begin to forage beyond their desolated home neighborhoods and into suburban borderlands. “Safe” supermarkets and other stores will be robbed in brazen commando-like gang attacks. Carjackings and home invasions will proliferate madly. As I have discussed in my essay “The Civil War Two Cube,” so-called “transitional” and mixed-ethnic areas will suffer the worst violence. These neighborhoods will become utterly chaotic killing zones, with little or no help coming from the overstretched police, who will be trying to rest up for their next shift on riot squad duty, if they have not already deserted their posts to take care of their own families.
THE SUBURBAN ARMED VIGILANTE RESPONSE
In the absence of an effective official police response to the exploding levels of violence, suburbanites will first hastily form self-defense forces to guard their neighborhoods—especially ones located near ethnic borders. These ubiquitous neighborhood armed defense teams will often have a deep and talented bench from which to select members, and they will not lack for volunteers.
Since 9-11, hundreds of thousands of young men (and more than a few women) have acquired graduate-level educations in various aspects of urban warfare. In the Middle East these troops were frequently tasked with restoring order to urban areas exploding in internecine strife. Today these former military men and women understand better than anyone the life-or-death difference between being armed and organized versus unarmed and disorganized.
Hundreds of thousands if not millions of veterans currently own rifles strikingly similar to those they carried in the armed forces, lacking only the full-automatic selector switch. Their brothers, sisters, parents, friends, and neighbors who did not serve in the military are often just as familiar with the weapons, if not the tactics. Today the AR-pattern rifle (the semi-automatic civilian version of the familiar full-auto-capable M-16 or M-4) is the most popular model of rifle in America, with millions sold in the past decade. Virtually all of them produced in the past decade have abandoned the old M-16’s signature “carrying handle” rear iron sight for a standardized sight mounting rail, meaning that virtually every AR sold today can be easily equipped with an efficient optical sight. Firing the high-velocity 5.56×45 mm cartridge and mounted with a four-power tactical sight, a typical AR rifle can shoot two-inch groups at one hundred yards when fired from a steady bench rest. That translates to shooting eight- to ten-inch groups at four hundred yards.
Four hundred yards is a long walk. Pace it off on a straight road, and observe how tiny somebody appears at that distance. Yet a typical AR rifle, like those currently owned by millions of American citizens, can hit a man-sized target at that range very easily, given a stable firing platform and a moderate level of shooting ability.
And there are a far greater number of scoped bolt-action hunting rifles in private hands in the United States. Keep this number in mind: based on deer stamps sold, approximately twenty million Americans venture into the woods every fall armed with such rifles, fully intending to shoot and kill a two-hundred-pound mammal. Millions of these scoped bolt-action deer rifles are quite capable of hitting a man-sized target at ranges out to and even beyond a thousand yards, or nearly three-fifths of a mile. In that context, the 500-yard effective range of the average semi-auto AR-pattern rifle is not at all remarkable.
So, we have millions of men and women with military training, owning rifles similar to the ones they used in combat operations overseas from Vietnam to Afghanistan. Many of these Soldiers and Marines have special operations training. They are former warriors with experience at conducting irregular warfare and counter-terrorism operations in dangerous urban environments. They are the opposite of unthinking robots: their greatest military talent is looking outside the box for new solutions. They always seek to “over-match” their enemies, using their own advantages as force multipliers while diminishing or concealing their weaknesses. These military veterans are also ready, willing and able to pass on their experience and training to interested students in their civilian circles.
Let’s return to our hypothetical Florence and Normandie intersection, but this time with hundreds of rioters per city block, instead of mere dozens. Among the mobs are thugs armed with pistols and perhaps even AK-47s equipped with standard iron sights, and except in rare cases, these rifles have never been “zeroed in” on a target range. In other words, past a medium distance of fifty to a hundred yards, these MUY shooters will have little idea where their fired bullets will strike—nor will they care. Typically, most of the rioters armed with a pistol, shotgun or an iron-sighted rifle could not hit a mailbox at a hundred yards unless by luck. Inside that distance, any non-MUY could be at immediate risk of brutal death at the hands of an enraged mob, but beyond that range, the mob will pose much less danger.
Taking this imbalance in effective ranges of the firearms most likely to be available to both sides, certain tactical responses are sure to arise, and ranking near the top will be the one described next.
THE SNIPER AMBUSH: THE NEW TACTIC OF CHOICE
The sniper ambush will predictably be used as a counter to rampaging mobs armed only with short- to medium-range weapons. This extremely deadly trick was developed by our war fighters in Iraq and Afghanistan, taking advantage of the significant effective range and firepower of our scoped 5.56mm rifles. Tactics such as the sniper ambush may not be seen early in the civil disorder, but they will surely arise after a steady progression of atrocities attributed to rampaging MUYs.
Street intersection flash mob riots will not be the only type of violence exploding during periods of civil disorder. As mentioned earlier, the number and ferocity of home invasions will skyrocket, and they will be very hard to defend against. Neighborhood self-defense forces will be able to protect a group of homes if they are located on cul-de-sacs or in defensible subdivisions with limited entrances, turning them overnight into fortified gated communities. Individual homes and apartment buildings located in open grid-pattern neighborhoods with outside access from many directions will be much more difficult to defend, and the home invasions will continue.
Carjacking and other forms of armed robbery will proliferate to previously unimagined levels, leading to a total loss of confidence in the government’s ability to provide security across all social lines. Stray bullets striking pedestrians or penetrating houses will take a frightening toll, even in areas previously considered to be safe. The police will be exhausted by constant riot-squad duty, and will not even respond to reports of mere individual acts of violent criminality. They will simply be overwhelmed, and will be forced to triage their responses. The wealthy, powerful and politically well-connected will demand the lion’s share of remaining police resources, further diminishing the safety of average Americans.
In that context, neighborhood self-defense forces will form the nucleus of the armed vigilante direct action groups which will spring up next in the progression. Suburban anger will continue to build against the MUYs, who are perceived to be the originators of the home invasions and gang-level armed looting raids. Survivors of street ambushes, carjackings and home invasions will tell blood-curdling tales and show horrific scars.
The neighborhood defense teams will evolve into proactive suburban armed vigilante groups (SAVs) out of a desire to preemptively take the violence to their perceived enemies, instead of passively waiting for the next home invasion or carjacking. The SAV teams will consist of the more aggressive and gung-ho members of the self-defense forces, who met and compared notes. Often they will be young men with recent combat experience in the armed forces, who will apply their military training to the new situation. Major intersections and highway interchanges where ambush riots have previously occurred will be among the SAV targets. The SAV reaction times will be measured in minutes, compared to the hours required by major police department SWAT teams and riot squads.
A SAMPLE SNIPER AMBUSH SCENARIO
When word is received that a flash mob is forming at one of their pre-reconnoitered intersections or highway interchanges, the SAV team will assemble. Sometimes cooperating police will pass tactical intel to their civilian friends on the outside. Some clever individuals will have exploited their technical know-how and military experience to build real-time intel collection tools, such as private UAVs. Police will have access to urban security camera footage showing MUYs moving barricade materials into position—a normal prerequisite to a flash mob riot intended to stop traffic. Tip-offs to the vigilantes will be common, and where the networks are still functioning, citizens may still be able to access some video feeds. Sometimes, police will even join the SAV teams, incognito and off-duty, blurring the teams into so-called “death squads.”
The operation I will describe (and it’s only one of dozens that will be tried) uses two ordinary pickup trucks and eight fighters. Two riflemen are lying prone in the back of each truck, facing rearward, with removable canvas covers concealing their presence. Their semi-automatic, scoped rifles are supported at their front ends on bipods for very accurate shooting. A row of protective sandbags a foot high is between them and the raised tailgate.
In the cab are a driver and a spotter in the passenger seat who also serves as the vehicle’s 360-degree security. The two trucks don’t ever appear on the same stretch of road, but coordinate their movements using one-word brevity codes over small FRS walkie-talkie radios. Each truck has a series of predetermined elevated locations where the intersection in question will lie between 200 and 500 yards away. Each truck is totally nondescript and forgettable, the only detail perhaps being the non-MUY ethnicity of the suburbanite driver and spotter driving relatively near to a riot in progress.
By the time the two SAV pickup trucks arrive at their firing positions on different streets and oriented ninety degrees to one another, the flash mob riot is in full swing. A hundred or more of the rampaging youths are posturing and throwing debris into traffic in order to intimidate some cars into stopping. The riflemen in the backs of the pickups are waiting for this moment and know what to expect, trusting their spotters and drivers to give them a good firing lane. The spotters in each truck issue a code word on their radios when they are in final position. The tailgates are swung down, and the leader among the riflemen initiates the firing. All-around security is provided by the driver and spotter.
Lying prone and using their bipods for support, the shooters have five to ten degrees of pan or traverse across the entire intersection. Individual rioters are clearly visible in the shooters’ magnified optical scopes. Each of the four snipers has a plan to shoot from the outside of the mob toward the middle, driving participants into a panicked mass. The left-side shooters start on the left side and work to the middle, engaging targets with rapid fire, about one aimed shot per two seconds. Since the two trucks are set at ninety degrees to one another, very complete coverage will be obtained, even among and between the stopped vehicles.
The result is a turkey shoot. One magazine of thirty aimed shots per rifle is expended in under a minute, a coded cease-fire is called on the walkie-talkies, and the trucks drive away at the speed limit. The canvas covering the truck beds contains the shooters’ spent brass. If the trucks are attacked from medium or close range, the canvas can be thrown back and the two snipers with their semi-automatic rifles or carbines will add their firepower to that of the driver and spotter.
Back at the intersection, complete panic breaks out among the rioters as a great number of bullets have landed in human flesh. Over a score have been killed outright, and many more scream in pain for medical attention they will not receive in time. The sniper ambush stops the flash mob cold in its tracks as the uninjured flee in terror, leaving their erstwhile comrades back on the ground bleeding. The commuters trapped in their vehicles may have an opportunity to escape.
This type of sniper ambush and a hundred variations on the theme will finally accomplish what the police could not: put an end to mobs of violent rioters making the cities through-streets and highways impassible killing zones. Would-be rioters will soon understand it to be suicidal to cluster in easily visible groups and engage in mob violence, as the immediate response could come at any time in the form of aimed fire from hundreds of yards away. Even one rifleman with a scoped semi-auto can break up a medium-sized riot.
Many citizens will take to carrying rifles and carbines in their vehicles, along with their pistols, so that if their cars are trapped in an ambush they will have a chance to fight their way out. If their vehicle is stopped outside the immediate area of the flash mob, they will be able to direct accurate fire at the rioters from a few hundred yards away. Inside the fatal hundred-yard radius, unlucky suburbanite drivers and passengers pulled from their cars will still be brutally violated, but the occurrences of large mob-driven street ambushes will be much less frequent once long-range retaliation becomes a frequent expectation.
THE GOVERNMENT RESPONSE TO VIGILANTISM
Where they will be unable to respond swiftly or effectively to the outbreaks of street riots by MUY flash mobs, the police and federal agents will respond vigorously to the deadly but smaller vigilante attacks. These sniper ambushes and other SAV attacks will be called acts of domestic terrorism and mass murder by government officials and the mainstream media. A nearly seamless web of urban and suburban street cameras will reveal some of the SAV teams by their vehicles, facial recognition programs, and other technical means. Some early arrests will be made, but the vigilantes will adapt to increasing law enforcement pressure against them by becoming cleverer about their camouflage, most often using stolen cars and false uniforms and masks during their direct-action missions. Observe Mexico today for ideas on how this type of dirty war is fought.
Eventually, the U.S. Army itself might be called upon to put out all the social firestorms in our cities, restore order and security, pacify the angry masses, feed the starving millions, get vital infrastructure operating again, and do it all at once in a dozen American Beiruts, Sarajevos and Mogadishus.
Good luck to them, I say.
A few hundred “Active IRA” tied down thousands of British troops in one corner of a small island for decades. The same ratios have served the Taliban well over the past decade while fighting against the combined might of NATO. Set aside for a moment the angry starving millions trapped in the urban areas, and the dire security issues arising thereof. Just to consider the official reaction to vigilantism separately, it’s unlikely that any conceivable combinations of local and state police, federal law enforcement, National Guard or active-duty Army actions could neutralize or eliminate tens of thousands of former special operations troops intent on providing their own form of security. Millions of Americans are already far better armed and trained than a few hundred IRA or Taliban ever were. And the police and Army would not be operating from secure fire bases, their families living in total safety thousands of miles away in a secure rear area. In this scenario, there is no rear area, and every family member, anywhere, would be at perpetual risk of reprisal actions by any of the warring sides.
In this hyper-dangerous environment, new laws forbidding the carrying of firearms in vehicles would be ignored as the illegitimate diktat of dictatorship, just when the Second Amendment is needed more than ever. Police or military conducting searches for firearms at checkpoints would themselves become targets of vigilante snipers. Serving on anti-firearms duty would be seen as nothing but pure treason by millions of Americans who took the oath to defend the Constitution, including the Bill of Rights. Politicians who did not act in the security interest of their local constituents as a result of political correctness or other reasons would also be targeted.
A festering race war with police and the military in the middle taking fire from both sides could last for many years, turning many American cities into a living hell. Remember history: when the British Army landed in Northern Ireland in 1969, they were greeted with flowers and applause from the Catholics. The Tommys were welcomed as peacekeepers who would protect them from Protestant violence. That soon changed. Likewise with our tragic misadventure in Lebanon back in 1982 and 1983. Well-intended referees often find themselves taking fire from all sides. It’s as predictable as tomorrow’s sunrise. Why would it be any different when the U.S. Army is sent to Los Angeles, Chicago or Philadelphia to break apart warring ethnic factions?
For a long time after these events, it will be impossible for the warring ethnic groups to live together or even to mingle peacefully. Too much rage and hatred will have been built up on all sides of our many American multi-ethnic fault lines. The new wounds will be raw and painful for many years to come, as they were in the South for long after the Civil War. The fracturing of the urban areas, divided by no-man’s-lands, will also hinder economic redevelopment for many years because the critical infrastructure corridors will remain insecure.
Eventually, high concrete “Peace Walls” like those in Belfast, Northern Ireland, will be installed where the different ethnic groups live in close proximity. That is, if recovery to sane and civilized norms of behavior are ever regained in our lifetimes and we don’t slide into a new Dark Age, a stern and permanent tyranny, warlordism, anarchy, or any other dire outcome.
Dark Ages can last for centuries, after sinking civilizations in a vicious, downward vortex. “When the music’s over, turn out the lights,” to quote Jim Morrison of The Doors. Sometimes the lights stay out for a long time. Sometimes civilization itself is lost. Millions of EBT cards flashing zeroes might be the signal event of a terrible transformation.
It is a frightening thing to crystallize the possible outbreak of mass starvation and racial warfare into words, so that the mind is forced to confront agonizingly painful scenarios. It is much easier to avert one’s eyes and mind from the ugliness with politically correct Kumbaya bromides. In this grim essay, I am describing a brutal situation of ethnic civil war not differing much from the worst scenes from recent history in Rwanda, South Africa, Mexico, Bosnia, Iraq, and many other places that have experienced varying types and degrees of societal collapse. We all deplore the conditions that might drive us toward such a hellish outcome, and we should work unceasingly to return America to the path of true brotherhood, peace and prosperity. Race hustlers of every stripe should be condemned.
Most of us wish we could turn back the calendar to Norman Rockwell’s America. But we cannot, for that America is water long over the dam and gone from our sight, if not from our memories. John Adams said, “Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.” If that is true, judging by current and even accelerating cultural shifts, we might already have passed the point of no return.
The prudent American will trim his sails accordingly.
Editor’s Note – 0900 EDT 14 SEPT 2012: Per Matt’s request, the second paragraph has been edited slightly to reflect the more probable government actions regarding EBT cards.
Editor’s Note – 0210 EDT 16 SEPT 2012: I have taken the liberty of taking Matt’s note below, originally posted at the end of “Coup”, and placing it here so that new readers would learn of that related essay.
My twin essays represent starkly different “visions of the future” that would-be tyrants, their hopeful henchmen and other self-deluded nimrods may want to consider, before ordering the U.S. military or federal agencies to suppress Americans.
This drug can be ingested, drunk and even snorted. Hundreds of people are packed into a bumping basement club in downtown Berlin, dancing for hours on end in a free-wheeling rave using this party drug. The substance of choice hails from the exotic tropics. It’s said to impart a brain-boosting rush and tons of energy, enough to transform its users into raging Energizer bunnies. You’re probably familiar with its common name: cacao.
Say, um, “hi” to the sweetest party drug there is. In recent months, cacao has transcended its already lofty status as a superfood and vaulted into the realm of party drugs. In this latest incarnation, cacao powder is taking the place of alcohol and illicit substances like Molly and ecstasy in parts of Western Europe. Lucid, a monthly cacao-fueled dance party in Berlin, fixes bitter Balinese cacao into partygoers’ drinks. Morning Gloryville, a rise-and-shine rave company that organizes dance parties from London to New York, stocks its bar with cacao drinks and cacao pills. And in perhaps the strangest form, Belgian chocolatier Dominique Persoone invented a special $50 snorting device so you can huff your chocolate in powdered form, much like cocaine.
Never mind that this is the same raw powder you can find at the corner Vitamin Shoppe or processed in your favorite candy bar — or that cacao is perfectly legal in all the jurisdictions we found. Proponents say that raw, virgin cacao is far more potent than you ever imagined. First comes a surge of endorphins into your bloodstream, which increases acuity and fuels you with feelings of euphoria. Then there’s the flood of magnesium, which relaxes your muscles and de-tenses your body. Raw cacao is also chock-full of flavanols that increase blood circulation and stimulate brain power, according to a recent study from the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition.
And, of course, cacao can be downright delicious. Lucid’s pixie-like party organizer, Ruby May, isn’t a purist when it comes to the stuff: She spikes the 18 pounds of cacao per party with sweet hints of honey, agave syrup and cinnamon, and the celebrations go on for six hours. “It’s like a smooth, sensual hug in a cup,” says the 36-year old. And as far as the sniffing chocolate goes, Persoone mixes the powder with ginger, raspberry and mint for his patrons in Belgium. Chili pepper was tried, he says, but was “not a good idea.” Color us surprised.
To be clear, cacao is not going to distort your reality. Under the beats of house, hip-hop, funk and electronic music, cacao “amplifies” the experience, rather than dims it with alcohol or drugs, says May. In fact, she doesn’t allow booze inside. The mood-boosting effects of cacao are “subtle,” she says, and it’s not like tripping on acid. Even pure cacao is not actually a drug. While it does contain certain mood-enhancing compounds such as anandamide and phenylethylamine, the bitter reality is that the amount is much too low to have any direct influence on mood, says Dr. Catherine Kwik-Uribe, the director of research and development for Mars Symbioscience, a scientific division of Mars, Incorporated. Which is to say that all of this alleged chocoholism is probably a placebo effect.
IF IT SOUNDS LIKE G-RATED FUN, WELL, IT IS; THESE ARE PARTIES WHERE VIRTUE HANDILY WINS OVER VICE.
All of these concoctions come courtesy of the “conscious dance movement,” which evolved from an underground movement into morning raves and lunchtime dance parties, often attended by millennial office workers. It seeks to create a positive — and healthy — environment, in which participants can unhinge themselves from negative thoughts and social inhibitions. Alcohol is usually a no-no, as are illegal drugs. Self-actualization, communal bonding and calorie-burning are key. If it sounds like G-rated fun, well, it is; these are parties where virtue handily wins over vice. (Indeed, a kindergartner’s birthday party, with ice cream and cake, hits more deadly sins than this.)
But such events have found an audience. One of Lucid’s attendees was 51-year-old Réka Komáromi, an ethnobotanist based in Canterbury. She says the raves help her to overcome the sorrow of her daughter’s untimely cancer — to “get rid of the sadness” and “allow me to access my anger.” Now that she’s fully steeped into this scene, she can’t get enough of cacao or its mellowing effects, especially for such “psychologically hard” times in her life.
The use of cacao was pioneered in millennia past by Mesoamerican civilizations. As early as 1900 B.C., archaeologists believe, the Mokaya people in what is now Mexico were fermenting cacao beans into liquid chocolate. The Aztecs, it seems, valued cacao so highly they would trade the beans as a form of currency. Today, the very ethically conscious may have a beef with chocolate, protesting that appropriating cacao from its Mexican origins for Eurotrash-like dance parties rings a wee bit colonial.
Skepticism aside, cacao can act as a “catalyst for having more life,” says May, rather than “numbing ourselves with beer.” And “in all my years in research, I have never seen a person not smile when enjoying a piece of chocolate,” adds Kwik-Uribe. Admittedly, she has a vested interest — but on the other hand, we can’t imagine a party that can’t be improved by chocolate.
It’s easy for whisky (or whiskey) fans to get in a rut, especially once they find something they like. But it’s a great big world of wonderful whiskies out there, so I’ve compiled this list of ten standouts in various categories, including bourbon, rye, single malts, and blends from all over the world, all are well worth trying. There’s something for every taste here, and I’ve intentionally chosen whiskies that are actually available – while some are made in limited quantities, none are special one-time releases or attainable only at auction.
Auchentoshan American Oak, Scotch Whisky: The best known of the generally overlooked Lowland distilleries, Auchentoshan is the only Scottish distillery exclusively making triple distilled whisky, with a resulting reputation for being “light.” But this recent family addition is the first aged in American Oak first-fill former bourbon barrels (the distillery’s parent also owns Jim Beam, Knob Creek and Maker’s Mark). While still on the lighter side – as in very smooth – it has plenty of flavor, sweet notes of vanilla and caramelized sugar, with a tiny bit of spiciness and a rich bright gold color. It combines drinkability, flavor and value, and I loved this whisky ($40).
Hibiki 12 & 17, Japanese Blended Whisky: Here at Forbes.com a couple of years back I called Japanese fine whiskies “The Next Big Thing,” and I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so. They have become increasingly available, increasingly desirable, and just keep racking up global awards in competition – including world’s best whisky. But I think Japan is even more standout for its blends than its more famous single malts, and as a longtime Scotch lover, I have to say I am as surprised as anyone that I prefer the Hibiki to rivals Chivas Regal, Johnnie Walker and the rest of the bunch. To put it simply, I’ve never had a better blend, and I’ve yet to try the super-premium 21 year old. It also comes in a much cooler bottle, but it’s more expensive than its Scottish peers, $60 for the 12 and around $150 for the 17, which by the way is the whisky Bill Murray drinks constantly in the American Bar at the Park Hyatt Tokyo in the film Lost in Translation, where he plays a Suntory spokesman (which owns Hibiki).
George Dickel Rye Whiskey: George Dickel is the main competitor to Jack Daniels in the very limited world of Tennessee whiskey, which differs from very similar bourbon because of one extra step, charcoal filtering to remove taste impurities. To me the regular Dickel whiskey has always been just okay, but I love the newer rye, and it is arguably the best value in the whisky world, as good as ryes costing twice the price. Made from 95% Indiana-grown rye, it’s ultra-smooth without even a hint of a single unpleasant note, and I like it neat ($25).
Bowmore Small Batch Single Malt, Scotch Whisky: Bowmore is one of Scotland’s most iconic distilleries, and like Islay neighbors Laphroaig and Ardbeg, has long been associated with everything strong and seaside in single malts: peat, smoke, iodine. The distillery is actually built into coastal walls protecting the village from the sea. But this is a slightly kinder and gentler Bowmore, a bridge for Macallan and Balvenie fans (like me) into the more full-bodied world of seaside malts. It gives a preview of the traditional Islay character, without overpowering the palate, adds sweet tropical fruit flavors and an almost rum-like note, and is different from almost anything on the market ($40).
Green Spot, Irish Single Pot: Long rare and prized in its homeland, the Green Spot has only been available in limited quantities on these shores for the past two years – I remember not so long ago hand carrying a bottle back from across the pond. For the past century, almost all Irish whiskies have been blends, but the Midleton Distillery in County Cork has been aggressively returning to the older roots of Irish whiskey making with several single pot still labels. These are similar to single malts, but instead of simply being the product of one distillery they come from one still. While most distilling today is done in huge commercial continuous stills, the Green Spot uses a smaller, older traditional copper pot still, the kind required by law when making Cognac. The Green Spot sold here is one of three versions in Ireland, the non-age statement (the others are 7 and 9 years old), 25% sherry casked, and just delicious ($50).
Midleton Very Rare, Irish Blend: As I just mentioned, most Irish whiskies are blends, and this is the top of the pecking order, the Irish equivalent of Johnnie Walker Blue or Chivas Royal Salute. It blends only triple distilled whiskies aged in bourbon casks that are between 12 and 15 years old, hand-picked by the Master Distiller. It won the highest possible Double Gold at the vaunted San Francisco International Spirits competition and many other accolades. Renowned Irish Whiskey expert Heidi Donelon was the one who hooked me on this when she told me it was “One of the smoothest whiskeys money can buy.” She was right. It comes packaged in a beautiful heavy wooden gift box, and every bottle is individually numbered and signed ($150).
Balblair, Single Malt Scotch Whisky: As the only Scottish distillery making nothing but vintage whiskies, all Balblair releases maintain its core flavor profile, but each is unique due to how many years it spends in casks, and the casks themselves. John MacDonald, Balblair’s Distillery Manager, handpicks each vintage for release when he thinks it is at the peak of perfection, and from every vintage I’ve tried, it seems he is excellent at his job. A very smooth yet very rich and full bodied Highland whisky, it compares very favorably with my number one, Macallan, and Balblair is one of my all-time favorites – and perhaps the greatest hidden gem in the world of Scotch. There are typically 8-10 vintages on the market at any given time, and you can fairly easily find labels from 1965-2002 and many in the $60-$120 range, extremely reasonable for the quality.
WhistlePig Rye: Super-premium rye is likely the hottest spirits category in America, a comeback for our nation’s pre-Prohibition favorite. But among this increasingly crowded field, WhistlePig is arguably the very best, almost too good on its own for classic cocktails like the Manhattan and Old Fashioned. It was introduced in mid-2010 and immediately made a huge splash and can be found in better bars (and liquor stores) everywhere. Longtime Maker’s Mark Master Distiller Dave Pickerell traveled and taste tested whiskies in a quest to find the best rye possible, and discovered this standout pure Canadian version, made from 100% rye, a rarity (law requires just 51%). Pickerell and WhistlePig’s founder purchased the rye whiskey in bulk, and brought it to the company’s Vermont facility where it is hand bottled, causing many confused consumers to believe it is made in Vermont. That hardly matters, because it blew critics away with rave reviews, garnering a stunning 96 points form Wine Enthusiast, and it blew me away with its taste. Like I said, there’s probably no better rye ($65).
Russell’s Reserve Single Barrel Straight Kentucky Bourbon: The top tier offering from the folks behind the better known Wild Turkey brand is about as close to drinking out of the barrel as you can get. It is sold at a significantly less diluted than normal strength of 110 proof, causing Wine Enthusiast, which gave it 90 points, to write “A word of warning: don’t drink this straight. Don’t even try.” You will definitely want to add a healthy splash of water. It is also not chill-filtered, a common process in the production of whiskies where the liquid is cooled to below 32 degrees and then filtered to remove fatty acids and proteins which makes the finished product “clearer.” Russell’s purist approach keeps all the flavors of the distillation and aging process in the bottle with an unusually dark, deep color. This is helped by the fact that it is aged in the darkest of the distillery’s charred white oak barrels, each hand selected by the father/son distillation team of Jimmy and Eddie Russell ($50).
Macallan Rare Cask: If there is royalty in the whisky world, it belongs to Scotland, and if there is a king of Scotch whisky, it’s The Macallan. I couldn’t leave my favorite distillery out of this list, but wanted to choose something most whiskey lovers might not know – that’s The Macallan Rare Cask. Before this, all regular Macallan (there are also some every old and special limited collector editions) was age labeled, 12, 18, 25, and 30 years old, from $60 – $2,500. But last year the company broke with tradition and introduced a whisky chosen for taste, not age, saying that “For too long, age has been seen as THE ONLY indicator of guaranteed quality, and we know that this simply isn’t correct. The age statement ONLY tells you the age of the whisky when it was bottled.” The Rare is made exclusively from sherry soaked oak casks handpicked out of thousands by Master Distiller Bob Dalgarno, and it is positioned above both the regular 12 and 18 years old at a hefty $300. I got to taste a sample, and it is excellent, and in keeping with the house style, quite smooth, rich and distinctly not peaty or smoky. It’s a little bit more full bodied, spicier and less sweet than the most popular younger Macallan labels
A woman was mauled by a pair of pit bulls Monday night in the yard of a home on Ella Grasso Boulevard in New Haven. Officers at the scene said they have never seen in 30 years such a savage pit bull attack.
According to New Haven Alderman Brian Wingate, who lives across the street, the dogs’ owner was returning home with the woman when the attack happened.
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” said Alderman Wingate.
Wingate said he was doing yard work when he heard screams. “My next-door neighbor started yelling, saying ‘the dog is attacking a female across the street,'” said Wingate.
Neighbors ran over to help. “We were jumping over, throwing rocks at the pit bulls as the pit bulls were just basically eating her up,” said Wingate.
Without help from neighbors, Wingate believes the dogs would have surely killed the woman. “The flesh he ate off her bones, it was, when I say horrific, it was horrific,” said Wingate.
Wingate said the woman was given a 50/50 chance of survival Monday night and went into cardiac arrest twice on her way to the hospital.
“I talked to a police officer yesterday,” said Wingate. “He said he’s been on the force for 20 years and he’s never seen anything like this.”
The dog’s owner was also injured. “When your own dog turns on you as well, that’s a problem,” said Wingate.
Wingate said Animal Control removed both of the dogs, and said as of last check on Tuesday, the woman remains in serious condition.
“My prayers go to her and her family, because if she makes it through this, it’ll be nothing short of a miracle,” said Wingate.
The woman lost her arm, her leg and her eyesight as a result of the attack. Animal Control said the pit bull dogs would likely be euthanized due to the nature of the victim’s injuries.
How did Tampa become the bacon capital of America?
It was 1539 when Hernando de Soto brought the first pigs to America. He brought thirteen hogs to the Tampa Bay Area in 1539, and by 1542 there were some 700 of them. Tampa became known as the bacon capital of America. The sows, or as they were called by de Soto, “saus”, produced the best tasting meat. For the next 50 years pork was the most popular meat in all of America, and that era became known as the saus-age; hence, the word, sausage.
Pork remained the most popular meat in the Tampa Bay area, and eventually the hog was adopted as the first mascot for the University of South Florida. The teams were known as the USF Boars, and when the fans cheered for their team, shouting, “Go Boars, go boars”, it was called “rooting”; that’s from whence that word came. When the fans “rooted”, they “oinked”. There would be thousands of people “oinking” in unison, which was a very annoying sound. It is believed, to this day, that the sound of the “oinking” is where the soccer fans got the idea for the Vuvuzela. After Hernando de Toro brought the first bovines to Tampa, USF changed their mascot, and are now known as the USF Bulls.
Join 97X and Boston Beer on Saturday, June 27th from 2-7pm for the 97X Bacon + Brews at Cotanchobee Park in Tampa!
Where the heck is Contanchobee Park????? It’s a beautiful waterfront park in downtown Tampa located directly behind The Amalie Arena.
Enjoy some of the best bacon infused menu items and burgers from bay area restaurants as well as Sam Adams and other seasonal craft beers- all available for purchase. The event is free, but if you want to experience the event in style, then you can get your VIP tickets through Ticketmaster. VIP includes 3 beers, food, shade and a Bacon Bar!
Look for us infidels eating bacon sporting our I SUPPORT LGBT Shirts…
Roger Goodell is not a very well liked man in New England. He is a vocal anti-gun jackass who has been making life very difficult for the New England Patriots. This thin skinned tin pot tyrant apparently has no sense of humor either.
Remember this guy? The hero who gave Roger Goodell the bird at Jim Kelly’s charity golf tournament. His name is Jim Podanoffsky. He worked for a company called CGI.