Devil Mouse confirms diversity agenda

As if there was ever even the slightest shadow of a doubt:

Disney CEO Bob Iger confirmed the company has a diversity agenda.

In a recent interview with the New York Times, interviewer Maureen Dowd pointed out to Iger that the top executives of Disney are white men in their TV, film, parks and consumer products, and streaming and international divisions.

Alan Bergman is the co-chairman Walt Disney Studios alongside Alan Horn. Bob Chapek is the Chairman of Disney parks, Experiences, and Products, Peter Rice is the Chairman of Walt Disney Television, and Kevin Mayer is the Chairman of Direct-to-Consumer & International.

Iger responded saying, “You have to look one level down, because we’ve done a lot.” However, he did acknowledge that Disney is “lacking” in diversity when it comes to the people who are directly reporting to him. He did make it clear he plans to change that before he leaves the company saying, “I’ll change that before I leave.” Iger is expected to retire from Disney in 2021.

What’s Iger going to do for an encore, announce that the only thing the Devil Mouse hates more than copyright is Jesus Christ?


The network of helpers

It’s interesting to see how the media keeps inching closer and closer to admitting that Pizzagate is real in all but name:

Former Palm Beach police chief Michael Reiter revealed during an interview with NBC News’ Dateline that convicted sex offender and accused sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein was always one step ahead of investigators. He suggested that the disgraced financier had a mole within the force that helped him evade Palm Beach police who began investigating his alleged sex trafficking in 2005.

The Miami Herald reports that Epstein’s alleged sex trafficking ring was also supported by a network of helpers from professions, such as hairdressers, immigration lawyers, dentists, and psychiatrists. Epstein also reportedly had connections to doctors that screened his victims for sexually transmitted diseases and prescribed them birth control.

I’ve known “the network of helpers” was real since the moment I saw the “Pizzagate is debunked” meme appear simultaneously in nearly every mainstream media organ despite there being no factual information in any of the purported debunkings. Now, I know literally nothing about the sexual and dietary habits of the globalist elite – I keep my distance from them and I’ve never even seen Eyes Wide Shut – but as a GamerGater, I know a coordinated media campaign when I see one.

And nothing, not even the “Saddam Hussein has weapons of mass destruction” meme, has ever been as aggressively coordinated and propagated as the “Pizzagate is debunked” meme. Once you understand that the Bible is legit and Satan rules the world, it’s not that hard to recognize who is actively on his side.


The vanishing of history

The globalists have already vanished an astonishing amount of 20th century history:

The recent 70th anniversary of the outbreak of the conflict that consumed so many tens of millions of lives naturally provoked numerous historical articles, and the resulting discussion led me to dig out my old copy of Taylor’s short volume, which I reread for the first time in nearly forty years. I found it just as masterful and persuasive as I had back in my college dorm room days, and the glowing cover-blurbs suggested some of the immediate acclaim the work had received. The Washington Post lauded the author as “Britain’s most prominent living historian,” World Politics called it “Powerfully argued, brilliantly written, and always persuasive,” The New Statesman, Britain leading leftist magazine, described it as “A masterpiece: lucid, compassionate, beautifully written,” and the august Times Literary Supplement characterized it as “simple, devastating, superlatively readable, and deeply disturbing.” As an international best-seller, it still surely ranks as Taylor’s most famous book, and I can easily understand why it was still on my college required reading list nearly two decades after its original publication.

Yet in revisiting Taylor’s ground-breaking study, I made a remarkable discovery. Despite all the international sales and critical acclaim, the book’s findings soon aroused tremendous hostility in certain quarters. Taylor’s lectures at Oxford had been enormously popular for a quarter century, but as a direct result of the controversy “Britain’s most prominent living historian” was summarily purged from the faculty not long afterwards. At the beginning of his first chapter, Taylor had noted how strange he found it that more than twenty years after the start of the world’s most cataclysmic war no serious history had been produced carefully analyzing the outbreak. Perhaps the retaliation that he encountered led him to better understand part of that puzzle.

Taylor was hardly alone in suffering such retribution. Indeed, as I have gradually discovered over the last decade or so, his fate seems to have been an exceptionally mild one, with his great existing stature partially insulating him from the backlash following his objective analysis of the historical facts. And such extremely serious professional consequences were especially common on our side of the Atlantic, where many of the victims lost their long-held media or academic positions, and permanently vanished from public view during the years around World War II….

We may easily imagine that some prominent and highly-regarded individual at the peak of his career and public influence might suddenly take leave of his senses and begin promoting eccentric and erroneous theories, thereby ensuring his downfall. Under such circumstances, his claims may be treated with great skepticism and perhaps simply disregarded.

But when the number of such very reputable yet contrary voices becomes sufficiently large and the claims they make seem generally consistent with each other, we can no longer casually dismiss their critiques. Their committed stance on these controversial matters had proved fatal to their continued public standing, and although they must have recognized these likely consequences, they nonetheless followed that path, even going to the trouble of writing lengthy books presenting their views, and seeking out some publisher somewhere who was willing to release these.

John T. Flynn, Harry Elmer Barnes, Charles Beard, William Henry Chamberlin, Russell Grenfell, Sisley Huddleston, and numerous other scholars and journalists of the highest caliber and reputation all told a rather consistent story of the Second World War but one at total variance with that of today’s established narrative, and they did so at the cost of destroying their careers. A decade or two later, renowned historian A.J.P. Taylor reaffirmed this same basic narrative, and was purged from Oxford as a consequence. I find it very difficult to explain the behavior of all these individuals unless they were presenting a truthful account.

If a ruling political establishment and its media organs offer lavish rewards of funding, promotion, and public acclaim to those who endorse its party-line propaganda while casting into outer darkness those who dissent, the pronouncements of the former should be viewed with considerable suspicion. Barnes popularized the phrase “court historians” to describe these disingenuous and opportunistic individuals who follow the prevailing political winds, and our present-day media outlets are certainly replete with such types….

World War II ended nearly three generations ago, and few of its adult survivors still walk the earth. From one perspective the true facts of that conflict and whether or not they actually contradict our traditional beliefs might appear rather irrelevant. Tearing down the statues of some long-dead historical figures and replacing them with the statues of others hardly seems of much practical value.

But if we gradually conclude that the story that all of us have been told during our entire lifetimes is substantially false and perhaps largely inverted, the implications for our understanding of the world are enormous.

This is why it is vital to read, collect, and preserve history. If it were not so important, the Year Zeroes would not place such importance on discrediting and disappearing the historians of yesteryear.


The lethal poison of debt

Usury eventually kills every company that grows through debt, and sooner or later, it will kill the economy too:

There were tears at Thomas Cook’s Peterborough headquarters today as 9,000 UK staff lost their jobs and 12,000 more around the world are also of work after the world’s oldest and most famous travel operator officially went bust at 2am.

The company’s check-in desks at the 20-plus UK airports the business flew from are shut today with all customers with holidays and flights told they are cancelled – but many will not get their money back for months. 600 high street store are also locked up today.

 Last-minute talks to try and rescue the ailing firm collapsed last night with nobody willing to service its £1.7billion debt, and the Civil Aviation Authority announced the end for the 178-year-old company in the early hours of this morning.

Boris Johnson today said that the Government had been asked to bail-out the business with £150million of taxpayers’ money but they had refused.

He said: ‘Clearly that’s a lot of taxpayers’ money and sets up, as people will appreciate, a moral hazard in the case of future such commercial difficulties that companies face.

The math of usury is clear and impossible. Real growth can never keep up with compounding interest. This is why debt is evil and why regular debt jubilees are necessary, even though the usurers use all of their power to try to prevent their victims from escaping.

Think about how many of these historical, century-old companies that are suddenly collapsing almost overnight. There isn’t any saving them. There isn’t any way out. And the catastrophic consequence of these inevitable failures is why these companies should not be permitted to grow so big in the first place.

Remember, corporations are NOT capitalism. They are government interventions in the economy, artificial creations in which the government absolves the normal legal responsibilities of the shareholders and executives.


Creepy Joe is done

He’s fading almost as fast as Jeb Bush did:

Elizabeth Warren has surged in Iowa, narrowly overtaking Joe Biden and distancing herself from fellow progressive Bernie Sanders, the latest Des Moines Register/CNN/Mediacom Iowa Poll shows.

Warren, the U.S. senator from Massachusetts, now holds a 2-percentage-point lead, with 22{56510949195f95f693d0700c7df4a440f85fa77fe69050b28a344594aa03acbf} of likely Democratic caucusgoers saying she is their first choice for president. It is the first time she has led in the Register’s poll.

Former Vice President Biden, who had led each of the Register’s three previous 2020 cycle polls, follows her at 20{56510949195f95f693d0700c7df4a440f85fa77fe69050b28a344594aa03acbf}. Sanders, the U.S. senator from Vermont, has fallen to third place with 11{56510949195f95f693d0700c7df4a440f85fa77fe69050b28a344594aa03acbf}.

No other candidate reaches double digits.

It’s still too soon to call it, but it is increasingly looking like Warren will be the sacrificial lamb offered up to the God-Emperor.



The victory of the secret king

A Peterson cultist named Dan Poynton wants me to know that he won another imaginary argument with me. No, make that TWO imaginary arguments!

I interacted with you & your youtube watchers a while back re one of the many Peterson videos you’ve made, which you will have probably forgotten.

I just want you to know that I know what you’re up to. You blocked me from making comments. Apart from this obviously being an admission that you’d lost any argument between us, I also thought it was extremely cowardly. And I admit, with your obvious intelligence and strength of character,  I was really shocked. I mean, why would you block an obviously lesser-IQ individual like myself, who was interacting with both you and your fans with civility and informed/considered posts? Totally unnecessary and I was never expecting such an early admission of defeat on your part.

Anyway, I’ve stopped listening to you recently, because I realise your material is actually quite “evil” (to use your word), and my attraction to it is not a healthy thing. However, I can’t resist anything you put out re JP, because your derangement and anger over this man is first-class entertainment. And I’ve realised that you’ve become so deranged now (re this issue, not with many others, about which I have often enjoyed listening to you) that you’ve almost abandoned logic altogether.

Below is my post, which I presumed only you would see, but perhaps you didn’t:

There is now no doubt: Vox Day is an utter idiot. In his deranged Peterson fury, he’s incapable of even saying anything logical. I’ve enjoyed Vox’s other stuff at times, but the man is just another high-IQed idiot who specialises in fallacious rhetoric (despite his lofty claims to the contrary).

However, I actually believer you CAN’T be so stupid as to not realise this. You’re an intelligent guy, Vox. You’re deliberately misleading your fawning fans with rhetorical – and often completely false – polemic, and this is dishonest and displays your obvious lack of integrity.

You’ll no doubt now block my email address – don’t worry, I don’t care, and it will only be a further admission of your dishonesty and derangement.

I just think it’s funny that he insists I’m the dishonest, angry, deranged one when Jordan Peterson is in rehab for drug addiction barely a year after he claimed he wasn’t taking any medications due to his magic diet.

If I ever run for Emperor of Man, my platform will include mandatory euthanasia for gamma males at the age of 18, with a second round at 25 just in case we missed any of them. I expect I’ll win 100 percent of the female vote with that policy.


Forget conferences, we need these for life

I can’t say that I would honestly mind having a badge that would forbid anyone to talk to me in real life:

Transgender conference organisers have given academics traffic light ‘safe space’ badges to show whether they can cope with a conversation.

Scholars attending the Thinking Beyond: Transversal Transfeminisms event at Roehampton University in southwest London were given green, amber and red lanyards to signal if they could talk.

A green badge meant ‘I wish to speak with other delegates and welcome you to approach’, yellow was for ‘I will approach you if I wish to speak’ and red meant ‘I do not wish to speak with other delegates.’

The guests were able to switch between the colours if they chose during the day, according to the Sunday Times.

Women, of course, will require a pink badge, which means “I do not wish for you to speak with me unless I find you attractive.”


Gammas redefine gamma

It’s amusing how predictable they are. Notice how gammas consider themselves to be a higher form of alpha in this definition provided by Google:

Gamma males love having fun but don’t shrug off their responsibilities at the same time. They’re definitely adventurous and fun-loving and tend to get very restless if they’re left idle for too long. It is possible an alpha male might mature into a gamma male, because gamma males are a more refined version of them.


Il sinistro magico

So, my unexpectedly extended run as a starter has finally come to an end. The veterans were in desperate need of reinforcements this season, and we received them in the form of a new keeper, defender, midfielder, and attacker. This has come in handy, as we’ve given up ZERO goals in three of our first four games.

However, this week’s game was against the three-time league champions and we had an almost-full squad with only our starting sweeper being out, so I found myself on the bench at the start for the first time this year. I couldn’t complain, as the new attacker is much better than me, so is the new midfielder, and the other midfielder is for all intents and purposes my equal, only he didn’t give up a penalty to cost us two points last week.

(The call was 100 percent incorrect and the penalty was not awardable, but regardless, it was still on me.)

So, I didn’t disagree with the captain’s call at all. In fact, his starting lineup was precisely what I would have set if I was in charge. Not only that, but when I went in halfway through the first half at left midfield, I found myself entirely outmatched by the Red team’s extremely aggressive right mid. I only gave up the ball twice, but one turnover was an exceptionally stupid pass in a situation when I found myself surrounded by four opposing players, and I think I only managed to get up across midfield to help the attack once.

I did do a decent job of helping out the defense, but it wasn’t exactly a surprise to find myself back on the bench after halftime. Somehow, we were ahead 1-0 thanks to a goal by the captain that was completely against the run of play, but of the 10 field positions, we might have had the advantage of two of them. Fortunately, they kept trying to attack up the middle, where our best player, the defensive midfielder, was more than equal to their number 10 and repeatedly stifled their attacks.

They started to flag a little in the second half, and we actually managed a decent attack or three, but neither team looked particularly like scoring until the referee gave our defensive midfielder a yellow card. In our veteran’s league, that’s a 10-minute penalty benching, but a substitution is allowed. I was called in for him and sent over to the left, while the left mid I replaced moved into the now-empty defensive slot.

Somewhat to the surprise of both teams, they weren’t able to exploit our best player’s absence, and once, after picking up a blocked shot, I managed to beat not one, not two, but three of their players on a long 60-meter run up the left side. I actually got the ball past a fourth and last defender, the sweeper, as well, but he took me down hard to give us a free kick and give me three sprained fingers on my right hand which I can still feel as I type this.

We didn’t get anything out of that, but a few minutes later, we got another free kick on the right. Our number 10 tried to put it on the heads of our two tallest players at the top center of the box, but he hit it a little too hard. As I saw it coming, I thought the second of the two defenders to my right would manage to deflect the ball, but it just skimmed the top of his head, so I ran onto it, brought it perfectly to the ground with my left foot, took three steps, then hit it with my left foot without even looking at the goal.

When I looked up, I saw the ball had cleared the keeper, but it looked like it might be going a little wide right. Fortunately, the right post got in the way and the ball banked cleanly in. 2-0! The captain was the first to congratulate me, then pointed towards the bench as the 10 penalty minutes were up and our defensive midfielder was eligible to come back in. “Supersub!” he shouted and we exchanged a high ten as he came onto the field. My work was done.

“If we need any more goals, let me know. I’ll be right here,” I told the rest of the guys on the bench. They laughed and promptly christened my left foot “the magic left”. You see, I have an exceptionally feeble shot by their standards, and that’s with my RIGHT foot, so the idea that I could possibly score against anyone, let alone the champions, with my left struck them as intrinsically hysterical. Despite the other team’s best efforts, our defense stoned them again and again, and we held on for a 2-0 victory. It was a really good win.

The lesson is this: even when you are playing poorly, even when you’re overmatched, even when it’s clearly not your night, keep trying. Keep fighting. You never know what will happen. Replay that free kick 100 times and I might touch the ball five times, and maybe I score again once or twice at most. More likely, the defender heads the ball away, my first touch is too hard, or I miss the ball entirely. But you never know, so don’t give up. Of the 30 players on both teams who played that night, I was the second-oldest and almost certainly the worst player on the field. But you never know….