Sunday, June 26, 2016

Brexit and My Exit

Readers will note that there is a new feature on this site, a PayPal button at the top or bottom of a new post, which anyone may use if he wishes to donate to my PayPal account to defray the costs incurred from my being evicted from my apartment of seven years because the landlady deemed me a mortal risk to her other tenants. Not because I was a physical menace to my neighbors, but because of what I wrote about Islam and Muslims. None of it flattering and none of it disinterested.

The situation, inaugurated when the FBI/NCIS paid me a visit on May 18th to inform me that my Rule of Reason site was on the radar of ISIS and other Islamic terrorist organizations, but that I was in no imminent danger. Thousands of Americans have been “targeted” by ISIS activists, or by wannabe terrorists. Their landlords or bankers have not told them to get lost. It is hard to ken the mentality of a person who would pretend that evicting me – an unprecedented event in my life – would somehow magically ward off any murderous Islamic mischief from her other tenants. I was instantly relegated to the status of a post WWII displaced person. I am currently “living out of a suitcase.” It has been a very stressful and costly experience for me. Not even several stories about the sheer irrationality of her actions have swayed the person I have not so fondly nicknamed, “The Bitch of Buchenwald.” As Daniel Greenfield noted in his article, the landlady acted, for all intents and purposes, as an agent of ISIS. There are scores, even thousands of her ilk in our federal, state, and local governments. Obsessed with not rocking the Islamic boat, though that boat has rocked with increasing frequency with hundreds of lives lost just in the West.

See a recent article, “The Totalitarianism of Modern Airports” and “Last Call” for more details.

See also Matt Bracken’s Western Rifles Shooters article, which is a major article about my scandalous and bizarre eviction, and which generated a generous over-flowing of donations to the Go Fund campaign.

That being said, I turn now to the stupendous and thoroughly enthralling vote by Britons to divorce their country from the European Union of Orwell’s Oceania of 1984. The result of that vote on June 23rd was one of the few uplifting moments in my current predicament. The Brexit vote was so resounding that it has inspired France and even Sweden to follow suit, if the forces can be similarly marshaled among put-upon populations to get off their duffs and discard their fatalism and campaign for a similar bill of divorcement. They are certain to be followed by other moves by disenfranchised populations to part ways with the EU.

The German government, of course, will not take this laying down. It will do its best to quash such a movement among Germans, because Angela Merkel and her cronies more or less govern the EU. She and her minions are certain to take every ruthless step to foil such a movement. She is as mentally disturbed as my former landlady.

There is reality, says Merkel and Jean-Claude Juncker of the European Commission. We don’t like it. We decree it outlawed. Dissidents will be arrested, gagged, and locked in cells with mad Muslims.

This is the hallmark of insanity.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Last Call

This is my last post on Rule of Reason and, at least for a long while. The blog sites might remain up for a while, until Mark Zuckerberg and his Merkelian cronies who govern the Internet eventually take them down or block access to them, something they do to “offensive” sites in Europe. They punish them to accommodate Angela Merkel and a multitude of statists and pro-Islam aficionados who want to “transform” their countries from civilized ones to ones governed by political correctness, submission to Islam, and civil anarchy, although the latter state of affairs is not one they are contemplating.
Nevertheless, an upheaval will transpire. You don’t sic the savages on whole civilized populations without incurring violent consequences. Look what happened in the Warsaw ghetto. Or during the Hungarian uprising.
This will be my last post, not because I was censored by the government or by the FBI or by Zuckerberg’s ilk, although I think that is in works. As many of you already know, fear of retaliation, reprisals, and the like have never tethered my language about Islam, about treasonous Obama, or about the many other enemies of freedom. My sites will remain silent for other reasons.
The ostensive purpose of censoring or blocking “offensive” sites is to forestall potentially “fractious” and violent conflict between Muslims and non-Muslims, which already exists. It already exists, with or without the state-sanctioned filtering and outright bans, and for two reasons: the deliberate and government-encouraged invasion of Western countries by hordes of people whose “religion” is hostile to all Western values, is an invasion feared and opposed by the thousands current and likely victims of the invasion; and, two, Islam is a detailed blueprint for the conquest of the West by Islam, including America.
Read the 1991 Muslim Brotherhood memorandum about the means and ends of the invasion, especially of America. More and more Europeans understand that, but are prevented from speaking out about the mortally deleterious consequences of unlimited immigration of barbarians from the pestholes of the world. Perhaps more and more Americans are understanding it, too. I should hope so.
Progressive liberals and other wannabe totalitarians like Zuckerberg keep harping (or, shall we say, “screaming”) about the injury caused by “hate speech” and “Islamophobia” and “racism” of non-Muslims (even though Islam is practiced by virtually every race under the sun). But, they have little to say about the genuine racism practiced by Muslims who prey on Western women, Jews, homosexuals, and anyone else who doesn’t fit their addled conception of a perfect devotee to Islam, which is a compliant cipher who obeys all the rules of Sharia law, never questions them, and who would rather just “go with the flow” than bother to…well...think.
Of course, jihadists and other killers on the make and on the prowl think all the time: How can I strike a blow for Islam and win my time in Paradise? These people too often come from the “silent majority” of Muslims, and become “radicalized.” Most of the jihadists in Europe come from second generation Muslim families. “Radicalized” is a term I’ve never quite understood the usage of, because if you know anything about Islam, the Koran, the Hadith, and Sharia, you would know that Islam is nothing but “radical.” “Radical” in the sense that it advocates, from top to bottom, the totality of one’s submission to Allah and Islam, or – totalitarianism. It’s a rather simple concept to grasp.
Whatever you think of Donald Trump as a candidate and possible President, I do not think he can make much headway against an entrenched political establishment dedicated to reducing Americans to obedient ciphers of the State who need to be pacified with various goodies.  He hasn’t the intellectual equipment. I don’t think he has the moral certitude or fortitude to stymie what is happening to the country. I would like to think he has, but wishing is not my forte, either.
Like FDR’s State Department throughout his administration, which was rich in Communists and fellow travelers, the current federal government is riddled with Progressives, dwarf totalitarians, Muslims, and others who lust after and savor the power they wield.
Several blog sites have run stories about my eviction by the manager of Lawson Enterprises for having dared exercise my freedom of speech, quietly and without violent consequences to me or to other tenants, for years. But, somehow, in the insulated, hateful PC mind of Allison Otey, the manager, I endanger the lives of the her tenants. Throwing me to Mohammad’s wolves does not concern the landlord. She not once expressed the least concern about my fate at the hands of jihadists, or about uprooting my life with all the attendant costs. She may as well be an agent of ISIS, or of the Taliban, or of Iran. “Punish the infidels wherever you find them, especially those who talk back.”
 "O Muslim! There is a Jew hiding behind me, so kill him." (Sahih al-Bukhari, Volume 4, Book 52, Number 177). The Lawson Enterprises version is:
“Oh, Otey! There is a champion of American freedom hiding behind me, so punish him before his hateful words harm one of my tenants!”
But, as the advocates of open immigration and the alleged defenders of the freedom of religion keep harping, Islam is a religion, and we have no right to prohibit its practice. But Islam is first and foremost an ideology. Islam is not the Amish. Has anyone ever coined the term “Amishophobia”? No. Because there’s nothing in the Amish creed that encourages the slaughter or submission of the non-Amish. The Amish creed is not an ideology. Whatever you think of the Amish or of their beliefs, theirs is not a “religion” to fear if you are not of the Amish faith.
I queried the Virginia Bar Association in search of lawyers who would be willing to represent me against Lawson either pro bono or for a fee. No takers. No response. I cast my Internet net in search of lawyers who’d be willing to take my case on any condition. No takers. No response. Dead silence.
These articles, to date, have been: 
Daniel Greenfield’s article on the eviction:
The Rebel on the eviction:
Shane Kavanaugh’s Vocativ article on the eviction:
Diana West posted much of Bracken's article.
The Daily Caller article on the eviction:
The Gates of Vienna on the eviction:
Solo Passion’s article on the eviction:
Darrell Hougen’s Objectivist Living’s article on the eviction:
Among others, including numerous Twitter mentions.
I’m in the same situation as Henry Cameron in The Fountainhead. I have been fighting evil and tyranny all my writing life. It was worth the fight. But, I’ve run out of gas. I cannot keep fighting and seeing my own person betrayed and offered as a sacrifice to the killers at large and the killer in the landlord’s office. I do not want to see the country conquered or transformed by Obama or by any of the beasts who want to rule the country.  I have tried to find a new place to live, but I don’t meet the income requirements. Virginia and its many landlords and property owners have stringent rules. I traveled to Dallas under the impression that it was a freer state, but its tenancy requirements in the way of income are as onerous as Virginia’s.
I’ve been blocked virtually everywhere I turn. Many friends and fans have made generous offers of their own property for me to live on, but at this point in life, I do not want to become a moocher or anyone’s ward. It’s not my style. The movers have come and gone and taken away everything valuable I ever owned. It’s in storage somewhere, awaiting an address for the movers (GiantXPress) to send it to. But, I am clearly no longer welcome in America. I have been stonewalled by the politics, by the culture.
Doubtless, the government will seize all my property, including the blog sites.

I have presented my country, indeed, the world, with many literary and intellectual gifts. Sparrowhawk is my magnum opus. The Skeen and other novels were fun to create but they still are imbued with a moral sense of life to which many readers are not indifferent. I’m happy that Sparrowhawk and Cyrus Skeen are popular, and have tapped into the minds and spirits of so many readers. The two series do not stop selling. That’s some measure of success in an otherwise hostile culture that has no use for an independent man and a man of the mind. Jack Frake, Hugh Kenrick, Dogmael Jones, Cyrus Skeen, Chess Hanrahan, and Merritt Fury reign supreme in their worlds. For as long as they are available to be read, they cannot be milked dry.
 The Totalitarianism of Modern Airports,” which predates this column, was the result of an off-hand remark to a fellow writer about my observations of contemporary travel.
I must mention my “Carol Pelletier” and stalwart and dogged heroine who set up the Go Fund for me to help defray the costs of moving. Her name is Hilda Naranjo. I must also thank all the generous and caring individuals who donated to the Fund. Of course, there is Roxanne Albertoli, my loving spiritual booster for decades. And Steve Saaf, who knew immediately that we were of the same mind and spirit and not just yeah-sayers for reason, when we first met during an Objectivist picnic in California so many years ago. 
I, however, have reached the point of no return. There is nowhere for me to return to. I’ve fought the good fight to the best of my ability.

Friday, June 17, 2016

The Totalitarianism of Modern Airports

Your Body is the State's Business

I hate flying, and have hated it for years ever since 9/11, and have sworn never to fly again. It’s for my blood pressure. I hate it not only because of the airlines' treatment of passengers or customers as faceless widgets to be squeezed together as much as possible in an airport, but also on the planes, forcing one to come in physical contact with other passengers, many of whom one would not otherwise wish to touch. I hate it also because of the role of the Transportation Security Administration (TSA).

The typical large airport is a microcosm of a regulated, controlled society, an experiment in Progressivism. The miasma of the environment is repellent if not dulling to the senses. Modern, post-9/11 airports are intended to be soul-destroying because the only way to exercise the government’s power is to hold one’s business and purposes hostage and extort soul-destroying submission to the state’s will. “You have to go there?” says the TSA. “Well, you have to get past me first. Drop your drawers.”

All American airports have been turned into microcosms of totalitarianism. It’s not a hard concept to grasp, once one has passed through – or rather endured – being molested, fondled, spindled, stamped, x-rayed, bar-coded, ordered from here to there, stripped bare to reveal one’s secrets or shames, approved or disapproved, and made to conform to the government’s measure of good and acceptable behavior. The milieu demands total submission to the state’s will and ends. There is certainly no ambience left to an airport, except one of nonstop dread and mental numbness.

Everything seems to be designed and planned to distract one from observing that once one is in the clutches of the government, and also of the airlines, one has been reduced to the status of of an assembly line cog to be processed and dispatched as speedily as possible – speedily in terms of bureaucracy.

I remember the time when flying was somewhat romantic, something to look forward to with some excitement. I remember being greeted by a throng of friends when I stepped off a plane. Today, anyone not flying isn't even allowed in most of the spaces and byways of an airport. One’s friends, family, and well-wishers have been banned from having any business inside an airport. One’s greeters are confined to an area outside of the processing center.

I also remember a time when there were smoking sections, when actual meals were served to passengers instead of dispensing to hapless passengers what look like dog biscuits or packets of pretzels, when the stewardesses were pretty and bustling, when the seats were wider and roomier. Today, one is ensconced into as little square footage as possible without fitting one into a tagged straightjacket.

I refuse to subject myself anymore to it.

The airlines are complicit in reducing Americans to sardines who pay for the privilege of being stuffed like baggage into its planes.

American airports are proving grounds to test the willingness of Americans to tolerate abuse by the government.

In terms of employment, jobs at airports seem to be the exclusive realm of “minorities.” The TSA is an “equal opportunity,” “affirmative action” employer. It will hire certified dullards, perverts, thieves, and sadists, of any gender or race or religion. Even Muslims and individuals whose command of the English language is shaky or nonexistent.

The thoroughfares of terminals are replete with eateries and shops of every kind. These are called concessions, that is, businesses that are the mere stewards of whatever has been allowed by the government for sale. Naturally, everything for sale is taxed. They exist by government fiat. The government’s policy is to keep the passengers fat and happy before sending the cattle to the stockyards of “security.”

The TSA costs the country billions, yet it has neither detected nor foiled a single jihadist plot in its entire existence. It has failed repeatedly when supposedly dangerous materials or potential weapons have been sent through its screening system by agents testing the system’s effectiveness in security, which is nil. It is a police bureaucracy staffed, from top to bottom, by approximately 65,000 of the otherwise unemployable dross of the earth who take delight in putting their moral betters through the search and fondle wringer. It practices extortion on a scale that would make the Mafia green with envy. It exists, in one sense, to gauge the degree to which Americans are willing to submit to its own brand of Islam.
The Police State, American and Nazi Styles

As a tool to “fight” jihad, it is absolutely useless. There are dozens of articles that have exposed its ineptness in “protecting” Americans against bombers and suicide vest-clad Muslims. Indeed, it employs Muslims, lots of them.

Congress has promised over and over again that it will reform the TSA and correct or eliminate its criminal activities. But Congress has never been in much of a hurry. After all, most members of Congress are exempt from being treated like warp and woof in travel, as the electorate is. They’re special. They’re the “elite.”

The TSA has a pigsty’s record of the theft of passenger property. Again, there are dozens of investigative articles that chronicle the ubiquitous larceny committed by TSA agents. Those blue surgical gloves worn by the agents are supposedly worn to protect passengers from whatever nasty things the agents or their victims have, and also they help to prevent any fingerprints from being left behind. Computers, watches, jewelry, cartons of cigarettes, valuable apparel – it’s all on a TSA employee’s felonious “shopping list.

The modern airport is a model of the kind of society Progressives and other drooling totalitarians hanker to see America “transformed” into. It is a regulated society in which you are accountable to the state, but the state and its anonymous minions are not accountable to you. The modern airport is a precursor of things to come. Frankly, it’s already here.

One event in my life prepared me, in a manner of speaking, for my last visit to an American airport (I imagine most European airports are just as intolerable), and that was being thrown under the bus by a landlord who, having learned that I had been visited by an FBI/NCIS agent to warn me that this blog spot was on the radar of ISIS and perhaps that of other terrorist organizations, decided to evict me from my apartment. Arguing with the landlord was about as fruitless as arguing with a TSA agent. In fact, it was counter-protective. The more reason I employed with the landlord, the more hostility was generated against.

So, get this: Even though the threat to me, according to the FBI agent, ranged from minimal to nil, and that a jihadist was likely to attack anyone or everyone in the apartment complex where I lived, I somehow posed a “risk” to my fellow tenants. The landlord was concerned with the “safety” of her tenants. A knowledge of Islamic and Muslim “culture” and ways was a verboten subject, not to be discussed with the landlord. She did not wish to know anything about them. Bringing up the subject of the Orlando massacre was futile. The landlord was proof against reason. I had been writing about Islam for decades, and not once had ever been threatened by a jihadist, nor even sent a nasty comment or had my Facebook page invaded by pro-Islam or pro-immigrants in search of signs of “Islamophobia,” it mattered not.

You, who have been nominally risking his life while defending the right of Americans to speak freely about Islam and the federally subsidized and encouraged invasion of the country by the ciphers of an alien and hostile ideology, must be shown the gate and risk being killed. You must be sacrificed for the health and welfare of your fellow tenants and neighbors, who may or may not have anything to say about Islam. Your jeopardy and safety are of no concern.

The experience has left me wondering: Is the landlord a secret agent of ISIS? Is she a Taliban tart? An al-Qaeda airhead? Or is she one of those Progressives who refuse to think in terms of fundamentals, unable and unwilling to venture into the broader scheme of things?

So, here I am, uprooting my life at the behest of a callow paragon of mental thickness.

I think she has missed her calling. She could investigate, instead of being a private property manager, becoming a TSA administrator. She certainly has the temperament and personality.