Your coverage of left wing lunacy was epic once upon a time, and with the leftist idiots and nutters ascendant, we all miss you more than ever!

And though the years fly fleetingly—so fast!
And days of glory seemingly have passed,
The Undead One eternally returns
To post another post—at last! At last!

Doug Santo
Pasadena, CA

Last fall and winter got more communiques than usual from Bay Area friends/colleagues from the ’90s and before who speak breezily about “the craziness” they see and such. This before the Holocough took root and all its assorted globalist Pharma PR narratives/campaigns rocketed so many people back to toddler-psyche worries about toilet training/paper and playground hysteria about cooties.

(The primary function of the state-regulated and -licensed and -trained nurse, like her teacher, social worker, and HR counterparts, is to excel in the role of Mommy Of The State, manipulating or slapping Children Of The State into compliance via colonizing their vulnerability. To those who say “nurses heal,” I reply, no, God/Logos heals. Doctors are technicians and with rare exceptions, nurses are a combination of clerical, technical, and housekeeping support staff. Plus they bill you for their procedures, which God/Logos never does.)

It always twinges to realize these Bay Area people reach out to me/us with these cards, e-mails, vague feelers about whether we’re free socially when they’re in our area (we always have something going on), etc….but I concluded during Obama’s second term, then again in ’15 and early ’16, that reaching back across is pointless. We know, we’ve tried it often enough. Maybe they’re waking up now, I don’t know, but there’s enough out there on the interwebs that they can struggle toward their own answers as we had to struggle toward ours when there was far less sense of other people agreeing. So we reply with kindness but no more.

If there were fresh Zomblog entires, we’d send those. Hint hint. (I do fine with the archived stuff and thank you regularly for keeping that available.)

Still we realize that there is a kind of…paralysis affecting most libs/progs/etc. we know. At the gut level they sense something is very very wrong…they can’t explain it…they can’t describe it because PC requires them to smother their sense of observation…and because the whole thing is too much to cope with, they let themselves be guided by familiar narratives about what they’re seeing and feeling, and what the appropriate response is (self isolation–where have we heard THAT lately?).

The resulting psychological stress gets channeled by their handlers into Trump Derangement Syndrome.

That is how I see the progstack above. Another tool in the panoply of psychological torture designed to produce compliant blue state/city voters.

Hope to see your stream of thoughts renewed, Zombie. I’ve sent people here countless times for your reports from the nation’s capital of Lucifer’s sin (Pride–which I understand has been trademarked in some cases?). My “favorite” (ugh) is the Folsom St. Fair and Up Your Alley travelogues. The therapeutic slap of reality those produce, in counter to all the pretty shiny Rainbow Incorporated stuff, is powerful. IRL I don’t do this without structured follow up. It can really be a blow to the mind and spirit of the person encountering it for the first time.

I struggled most of my life to hide the depravity I witnessed in various roles and jobs. Knowing that for another person to share even an indirect portion of what I knew would lessen them (this is part of why evil is so potent). But without that bitter knowledge faced even in this bystander way, there is no possible hope for anything but increasingly serflike cooperation with the career-directed whims of TikTok Revue nurses, social workers who consider a child’s biological family an enemy and the state its friend, and teachers who go to work psyched to teach eight-year-olds about “anal pleasure.”

The city’s Progressive Establishment is heavily-invested in the deliberately-imported Somali community – in spite of it supplying recruits to Islamist Jihad (even though most Somali Muslims are Sufis), and a new policeman on the MPD force who hadn’t the emotional stability to be allowed to carry a firearm.

This tends to support the top-ranking in the Oakland cafe’s sign. Locally, it’s a highly audible and sanctimonious symbol of Minneapolis Democrats’ “purity”, displayed for the crucial segment of the electorate to appreciate.