The Wokism Schism

Serious students of the War Between the States understand that slavery served as the bone of contention, but what actually caused killing was the inability of political forces to settle the dispute.

When decades of political maneuvers designed to deal with the Peculiar Institution failed to satisfy either side, emotions took control, the South got belligerent, and Lincoln got intransigent. America was soon on the march to a million casualties among friends, neighbors, and families.

Before the human carnage, the first casualty was critical thinking. Case in point: One of the earliest and strongest advocates for abolition was named William Lloyd Garrison. He was the kind of guy you don’t want to get stuck sitting next to on a plane. Although on the right side of important issues, he was annoyingly judgmental and strident about it. Another of his pet causes: temperance. The temperance movement led to the banning of alcohol decades later, which became known as Prohibition.

We all know how Prohibition turned out. It spawned organized crime and made bad drinkers worse, proving that you cannot legislate against human nature. If critical thinking had been applied to the issue instead of zealotry, a compromise might have averted an egregious misuse of federal power in a Quixotic attempt to stamp out a vice that will never go away. And should not go away.

Critical thinking would have led to common sense: Human beings need their vices, at least in small measure, in order to tolerate other, annoying human beings like William Lloyd Garrison. The application of common sense would have led to compromise. Instead, Garrison and subsequent extremists pushed people and politicians into corners they had to fight their way out of.

Wokism is a thing tailor-made for extremists, not unlike abolition or prohibition. Although at least in abolition there really was a just cause: everybody today knows that slavery is, was, and always will be wrong. And anyone who encounters a drunk thinks, rightly, something needs to be done about that. Yes, it does, but that begins in the soul of the drinker. The government certainly has nothing to do with saving souls.

The thing about Wokism is, there is no real evil – e.g. slavery, or sloppy drunks – that Wokism defeats. Instead Wokism is all about boogey men. Wokism was created not to solve an evil, but just to cause the schism, the division and discord that we see all around us among people today, just for the sake of the discord.

Wokism eludes strict definition, but certain Woke obsessions are readily identified. Let’s start with the most obvious: Sex. Not gender; SEX. Gender is a word used in language study; sex is a biological fact. Wokists seized on gender as some sort of highly important word to the complete exclusion of what is actually, fundamentally, really importantly, sex.

It started with gay marriage. Already by the 1990s, all decent, civilized people had accommodated homosexuality. Don’t ask, don’t tell was a great example of common sense applied to a human quirk in order to live and let live. Practicing homosexuality was safe in western civilization for perhaps the first time anywhere in world history.

But no, that was not good enough for the extremists. They couldn’t settle for tolerance, they had to achieve acceptance by cramming buggery down everybody’s throats. With the 2015 Obergefell decision – a tax case, for goodness’ sake – they found the crack for their crowbar and wrenched the institution of marriage wide open. The next thing you knew, children were growing up with two daddies, or two mommies, and biological sex was nowhere in the equation. Parenting was nothing but a legal construct.

So now “Pride” is celebrated for a whole month as if it were Christmas, and Wokism-befogged parents even drag their innocent children to parades celebrating sodomy. And for that matter, to drag queen story hours. Actions which, a very short while ago, would almost universally been considered child abuse.

(At this point, if you yourself have been infected with the Wokid Virus, you will react by calling this deprecation of same-sex marriage “hate speech.” Except, if memory serves, prior to Obergefell every statewide same-sex marriage referendum failed except one. And that exception was not even California. Even Barack Obama came into his presidency refusing to endorse same-sex marriage. So… yesterday’s prevailing wisdom is today’s hate speech? Not in any sane world. And no, opposing same sex marriage is not homophobic, any more than opposing intemperance means you hate all drinkers.)

Because: the obsession didn’t even stop at the oxymoron gay marriage. This kind of magical thinking led next to grossly hairy men pretending to be women and demanding special rights for it, like getting to use the ladies’ room and to bunk down in women’s prisons. And worse, it filters down to kids who get attention by defying their sex in order to choose a gender and then watch the whole adult world around them go to pieces over it.

And it goes completely off the rails when serious deranged males demand to compete against females, and then glory in trophies and world records and acclaim from equally cuckoo Wokists. The unintended (or is it intended?) consequence of such behavior is that when women are finally getting their due for sports achievement, it is being snuffed out. And even worse, some Woke, or demonically greedy, medical professionals start drugging the kids and lopping off body parts for profit, sometimes by fooling the parents, sometimes because the parents are just pathetically clueless human beings…

Bottom line, nothing exemplifies Wokism more perfectly than this whole mess over sex.

You can take that kind of mental dysfunction and apply it to any number of other issues. Bad weather, which must be man’s fault. Ukraine, arguably the most corrupt country in the world and no kind of democracy, but which somehow must be defended against big bad Russia. And for that matter Russia, who should be our best ally against the Godless, despotic, genocidal, slavery-practicing CCP, but in Wokism’s thinking: Putin bad, Zelenskyy good. So there go another million casualties in a needless war.

It is all exhausting to the critical thinkers still left in this world. None of it makes any sense. Unless you realize it is all by design precisely for the purpose that indeed, nothing does make any sense.

Now we are one week away from the presidential election. Those who want to to make a nightmare out of the American Dream are working their Woke black magic for all it is worth. How appropriate, here at Halloween.

The scariest thing about the support for the Wicked Witch of the Woke, Kamala Hussein O’Harris, is that it is not coming from the less sophisticated people of this civilization. True, it is coming to a great extent from the chip-on-their-shoulders crowd, who range from low to high in IQ, but the most disturbing thing is to hear well-educated, otherwise sober and responsible people compare Trump to Hitler, assert that Harris is a morally superior person to Trump, ignore her vapid word salads, and so forth. Their denial of reality is hard to swallow.

It’s no use talking in terms of sin and faith with Wokists, but there’s an axiom in the religious world that applies at least metaphorically here: Satan’s greatest trick is making you believe he doesn’t exist. Wokists are buying tripe that they would have never accepted just a few years ago. That you shouldn’t need an ID for voting. That the “vaccines” were safe and Ivermectin is just for cows. That mail-in ballots are a civil rights issue. That January 6 was really an insurrection. That open borders is just being neighborly. That Joe Biden campaigning asleep in his basement got more votes than not just Donald Trump, but Barack Obama as well. Or that the economy is OK.

Well, that last one can be explained. Most of these people are in the upper middle class, insulated from the ravages of inflation by 401Ks, the Fed’s manipulation of stocks, daddy’s money, insurance settlements, alimony, gated communities, and the like. They can buy EVs just to show off. Meanwhile small buinesses have closed by the thousands, and even Walgreens and CVS and True Value and 7-11 and K-Mart and other retailers serving the lower classes are reeling. All while country clubs seem to be doing just fine. Everybody below the middle-middle class has just flat run out of money thanks to government-caused inflation.

The lotus eaters in the upper middle class who profess to support Harris and Walz over Trump and Vance have each had a catheter installed in their main mental artery. It is called a smart phone, or more accurately a social phone. The phones deliver Wokist nonsense to them via the maelstrom of Facebook, Instagram, Tik Tok and any other app du jour. That is, when they aren’t using the phones to bet on sports, look at porn, or compare themselves to the Joneses. It seems that they cannot get their noses out of their cell phones and into a book, or a real newspaper, or Bible study. They are being manipulated and brainwashed via that catheter. And like Satan’s greatest trick, if you try to tell them this, they won’t believe you in a million years. You Luddite.

Not everyone, of course, who uses social phones falls for the propaganda. Consider social drinkers who can have one or two at a party, or as a nightcap, and live their life sober and happy. These social phone suckers are not social drinkers. They think they can control it. They can’t. They dive in until they hit the bottom of the bottle or pass out, whichever comes first.

Whether or not Trump has indeed made this election too big to steal, the Wokist-baiters among us are going to use it one way or another to steal what remains of peace and civility from this country, whether it is by undermining a new Trump presidency or further humiliating this proud nation via a Harris coup echoing the Biden steal.

The crack in which they are putting their crowbar this time is the Wokism schism. It is tearing apart generations and families and friends no less dramatically than did the Civil War. As disturbing as the division in this country is now, God help those of us who have not prepared adequately for the chaos that is about to ensue. It will get worse before it gets better.

If Trump is given the win, expect comebacks from Occupy, Antifa, and BLM, and a succession of events truly worthy of the name “insurrection.” If the Deep State steals it for Harris, expect gas prices and inflation generally to spike again, the stock market bubble finally to burst, and our enemies throughout the world to make their moves. The goal and end result will be the elimination of the middle class. From top to bottom. Ironically, those same upper middle class Wokism sympathizers will be wiped out along with the hoi polloi.

And by the way, that pest William Lloyd Garrison’s other big “cause” besides abolition and temperance? Women’s suffrage. Again, he was on the right side of the issue, and at least his polemics this time didn’t lead to Civil War or Prohibition. But nothing is perfect: No doubt we have to contend with Knucklehead Tim Walz as a potential V.P. thanks to the Manchurian cat-ladies’ votes enabled by women’s suffrage.

Case closed against the extremists.

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Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.

Don’t misunderstand what is meant by the following statement which you are going to hear everywhere else between now and November 5th: The coming election is the most consequential in the history of America.

Most places you see or hear that, the purpose is to exhort voters to support either Donald Hoppin’ John Trump, who can dodge a bullet with the flick of his head, or Kamala Hussein O’Harris, who can dodge a question even quicker.

But not here. The purpose in mentioning it here is to exhort you to get ready. Because no matter who takes the presidency on inauguration day in January 2025, this election marks the beginning of a period of chaos the likes of which America has never seen since the firing on Fort Sumter.

That’s the bad news. The good news is that on the other side of all the chaos, America will survive, America will be reborn, and America come back better than ever. How long that will take is the question.

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The ABC Presidential Debate: Trump and Harris Tied

Some say Donald Trump is a great debater. Maybe on substance, yes. But not on style. He is like a boxer who stands with his feet spread apart, throwing strong right after strong right. He does not float like a butterfly and sting like a bee. In debates past, he would throw the same punches over and over, hitting the gut of his opponent solidly, but not getting past those gut punches. It was often tiresome to watch.

In this debate, he threw in a left hook occasionally. And not just against Kamala Harris. He connected by holding the ABC moderators to account as well, by correcting the record they would try to spin. Make no mistake about it, the moderators were shamelessly in the fight against Trump, contradicting him at points and never taking Harris to account.

You could see it in the graphics as well whenever Trump and Harris were on split screen. ABC took great pains to minimize the contrast and mute the colors in Trump’s camera, while they presented Harris with high contrast and bold colors. Go back and look. Even the background, which should be the same, was pale on Trump’s side and vivid on Harris’s. He even seemed a little out of focus while her camera was sharp. In the rare wide shot, you could see her lilliputian podium designed to make her look taller. That was laughable.

But while Harris didn’t win against Trump on substance, she did overcome her own worst demons. She came loaded for bear with one-liners and distortions of the truth, such as the tired old assertions that Trump said that there were fine people on both sides in the Charlottesville mess and that he incited the riot on the Capitol and that police died there. She suppressed her insane cackle and avoided trademark meanderings into the nature of time and her love for school buses. She seemed a little nervous at first and had a forced “jouyousness,” though that had faded after the first half hour. You could tell she had to keep reminding herself that she was supposed to be joyous after that as she had to spin the Afghanistan and Ukraine and inflation shituations, somehow blaming both on Trump. Bottom line, though, she did not hang herself as Joe Biden had done in the previous debate.

This will most likely be the last time before election day that Kamala Harris will be challenged. Metaphorically, she will be sent back to the basement like Joe Biden in 2020. After all, this is Barack Obama’s sphincter-tightening time. Worse even than the paddleboarding embarassment. As much as he just wants to be the too-cool-for-school puppet master, this is his endgame. If he cannot push Harris over the finish line, he and his legacy are finished. And pushing her over the finish line means making her appear to be the better candidate.

So first the real Kamala Airhead Harris has to disappear. This has to happen for verisimilitude, just as in 202o when somehow it had to appear that Joe Biden actually got 81 million votes. Now in 2024 comes the magic show to make it look like Harris too can really defeat Tump on bona fide votes from bona fide voters. Will America smoke the crack in the pipe Obama hands them again? Last time, the “there’s no evidence” line worked on enough people. This time… well, we shall see.

What happens next makes last night’s debate a moot point. Next is the railroading. The Anschluss. The train of globalist tyranny that is running on a track right through the divide of the American electorate. Harris and Obama are just useful idiots in that process but Trump will do his best to stand in the way, slugging it out the whole time. It’s hard to believe he might stop that train somehow, but if anyone can do it, it is Donald J. Trump.

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Pride goeth before the fall.

Last week’s tableau at the summer Olympics screwed the pooch. The almost universal reaction, thankfully, was revulsion. So it seems it jumped the shark as well.

But next up, the Olympics gave us a seriously demented dude pretending to be a woman so that he could beat up a real woman in a boxing competition, then gloating in his “victory,” completing the picture of utter cultural insanity.

It’s all shocking because it’s so gross, but it should be no surprise how we as a culture have come to this.

Years before he was killed by ill-advised Covid protocols, Phil Valentine warned all who would listen that once we as a society crossed the line of sanity by codifying the false construct of gay marriage, no line would hold. Well, here we are. LGBTETC.

Next stop, bestiality? Would Jesse Owens have brought home the gold if he had to run against an African gazelle who some woke Olympic official was just sure self-identified as a human male?

For some ten thousand years, human beings have built civilization on this Earth in an unbroken pattern of one man, one woman at a time, going forth to procreate and increase the species. Throughout all that time, there is no doubt that human beings, being the errant creatures that human beings are, have deviated from the norm sexually.

Up until this current generation, sexual deviation was kept in the shadows, behind closed doors, between consenting adults. Don’t ask, don’t tell, and above all do not drag children into it. Whether you were heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, a cross dresser, or any other kind of kinky, as long as you kept it private and above all, kept it away from children, no decent person would judge you to be any less decent than they themselves were.

Now, however, all manner of gender dysfunction is not just forced down our throats, but our children are saturated with it as well. Drag queen story hours. Pride month. Parades with balloons and clowns and outrageous behavior to which dizzy virtue-signalling adults bring their kids and grandkids. Now even the Olympics. For what purpose? Exactly what purpose does exposing children to sexuality of any kind serve?

The key to answering such questions is to think. Put your phone away. Stop watching the Tik Tok videos. Don’t check your alt friends’ Instagram accounts. Those things are all designed to nudge, nudge, nudge you into living like a lemming. Instead, actually think for yourself with your own sovereign gray matter. Reason this out.

The answer is right there at the Olympics. The logical conclusion of this deviant trend is a man’s fist striking a woman’s face. If that’s ok, the next level is children being similarly abused. Or for that matter, mutilated. In many ways, we are already there.

Is that the new norm to which we as humanity aspire for civilization? Is that what we want for our children?

You men who have so far been cowed by the LGBTETC movement: grow into your biological God-given pair. And women: grow into your own very different pair. Speak up, push back, and help put the kebosh on this nonsense.

If we don’t, we are collectively and individually not just screwing the pooch or jumping the shark, but nailing our lambs to the cross.

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There’s a summer cold going around.

And already, following the lead of the imbecilic Joe Biden and his imbecilic handlers, people are saying, “So-and-So has Covid, so he’s self-isolating for a week.”

And how does So-and-so know he has Covid? No doubt from one of those home testing kits for hypochondriacs. Which are notoriously inaccurate. So inaccurate that a rational mind has to wonder if they aren’t intentionally designed to give false positives half the time. And if you really look into it, you find that the lab tests aren’t much better.

Why? Because it’s a damn cold.

People: Do not fall for this bovine scatology again. Exercise more than bovine sense.

It seems that half the population is all too ready to jump right back into the same mindless, life-damaging, economy-busting, liberty-stealing, election-cheating, jab-mandating protocols as before.

It’s a cold. Get over it. Stay away from old or heavily medicated people with weak immune systems while you have it.

Otherwise, carry on with your lives as normal. The cold needs to be passed around so it will go away. It’s your civic duty to live life, not hide from it.

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Obama’s Middle Finger

Different personalities react to coming-of-age challenges in differing ways. Without getting too deeply into dimestore psychology, it seems that Barack Obama reacted in a bizarre way to the witches brew of his biracial DNA, his crackpot transcontinental and transcultural parents, and his loving grandparents who paved the way for him. He metamorphosized into a bitter, reactionary, spiteful, passive-aggressive…
super achiever.

In short, Barack Obama got revenge on the world by climbing like Spiderman to the peak of power in the Free World, all the while hating the country which elected him President, its good and bad people alike, and everything the American dream stands for.

While posing as POTUS, Obama took every opportunity to strengthen our enemies – even creating one out of whole cloth, ISIS – while weakening our allies – case in point Israel, not to mention all the victims of the Arab Spring he promoted and the oppressed people of Iran, whom he ignored.

Constrained from ruling for life by the presidential term limit in the “negative” Constitution he so despises, Obama expected Hillary Clinton to carry the ball forward for him. The Clintons have always been for sale. He had them bought and paid for. But Obama and Clinton both took success for granted. That allowed Donald Trump to spring into office as the skunk at their garden party.

Unlike prior presidents, Obama maintained a presence in D.C. after leaving office. By God, there would be no second Trump term. From day one of his administration Trump was countered and undermined at every turn, all directed by the hidden hand of Obama and his cohorts. For four years they held their noses, but whatever the perfidy necessary, whatever the cost, Trump would not be allowed to take a second term.

And what did Obama & Company give us instead? Joe Biden, whose utter incompetence was on full display in last week’s debate before nearly 100 million viewers and countless more through “highlights” passed around by email and text. And it is not just Biden. Pete Buttigieg. Rachel Levine. Karine Jean-Pierre. Alejandro Mayorkas. Merrick Garland. Et al. All by nature or willfully incompetent.

Last week millions of Democrats watched Biden’s performance feeling betrayed by their party. After the debate they could no longer disagree with MAGA friends and family who said the Biden regime was turning the country into a monkey house. These average, patriotic, hardworking Democrats felt played. They were played with Hope and Change. They were played with Obamacare. They were played with Russiagate. They were played with the laptop. They were played with the most secure election in history. They were played with January 6. They were played with Biden-Harris. The veil has been lifted. The arranged bride is butt-ugly.

Yet even the day after the debate debacle, Obama had the nerve to excuse Biden’s meltdown with, “Bad debate nights happen,” the ultimate example of gaslighting. Every conscious adult could see that it was no bad debate night, but utter failure. Yet the DNC will go forward with Biden as their candidate until nature or one too many Adderalls makes it impossible. Hubris may be driving Obama to stand by Biden. Only if reality makes it impossible to contrive a win with Biden will Obama stand him down.

Why? Because Biden is Obama’s middle finger to the American electorate. His middle finger is operating the Joe Biden sock puppet. By carefully cultivating a hate cult against the opposing candidate, and pretending the emperor is wearing a fine suit of clothes, Obama shows just how much he hates the American exceptionalists clinging to their God, guns, and country.

As damaged as Biden is, and with the depth of the Biden family’s corruption still to be plumbed, Obama knows that Kamala Harris, even in her prime, is worse. Kamala is too lame a horse to carry the team across the finish line. So Obama & Company will lie, cheat, and steal their way with Biden as long as they can. If their calculation is that they have to change horses, they’ll stick some other schmuck in his place through an open convention or ride with Kamala no matter how thoroughly she is disliked. Once they get through the election, they do not care because then it is Katie bar the door. They will have the country flat on its back.

Look at it this way: The absurd, destructive presidency of Joe Biden is like the warning before the Jihad. It is Barack Obama’s middle finger of hatred. It signals the final, fatal screwing of the American people to come: the American Anschluss.

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Pea Soup

It was a cool night for late spring. John Arra’s stomach growled. There was nothing worth eating in the fridge. So he drove into town. The only place open was Beau’s Diner. It had once been his favorite place. Beau and his wife Belle always greeted him with a smile. But Covid wore them out. They were bought out by a food conglomerate and John Arra lost interest in going there. He shrugged, parked the car, went in and sat at a table. He noticed the $9.95 dinner special featured on a chalkboard easel: Pea Soup.

A waitress approached. Her hair was dyed with rainbow colors and she was obviously wearing fake eyelashes. Her lips and boobs seemed unnaturally swollen. She raised her pencil-thin eyebrows at John Arra in greeting.

He said, “I’ll have the special.”

Lickety-split she returned from the kitchen and set a bowl full of water in front of him. She reached in the pocket of her smock, pulled out a pea, and plopped it in the bowl.

“There,” she said, “Pea soup. Enjoy.”

*     *     *

An old man, looking like he hadn’t had a loving human touch in years, maybe decades, shuffled up to the microphone. Even though he was squinting, anyone could see that his eyes were dead, but they darted from person to person in the crowd in front of him. Had to be the Aderol, they all thought simultaneously.

“The American principle that no one is above the law was reaffirmed,” he said, his voice tinny and his tone shrill. “Donald Trump was given every opportunity to defend himself…The jury heard five weeks of evidence, five weeks. After careful deliberation, the jury reached a unanimous verdict… They found Donald Trump guilty on all 34 felony counts.

“It’s reckless. It’s dangerous. It’s irresponsible for anyone to say this was rigged just because they don’t like the verdict.”

Pea soup.

*     *     *

John Arra stood up, staring at the waitress. He pulled a ten-spot out of his wallet and laid it on the table. “Keep the change,” he said.

“That’s not enough.”

“But the sign says $9.95.”

“That sign’s been there since Trump. We’re short-handed, so no one’s changed it. The price is $13.95 now.”

John Arra fished four ones out of his pocket.

He left with his stomach growling.

Pea Soup.

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Revisiting “24” in ’24

This is gonna hurt.

In November 2001, the television series 24 was hurled into the living rooms of America like a flashbang device. The timing was accidental but impeccable. America was reeling from the real-life shock of the Islamist attacks which had just happened on September 11 that year.

24 brought action-packed, jaw-dropping story lines featuring the quintessential American hero Jack Bauer. Each season covered one twenty-four hour period in which Jack Bauer and his allies within CTU – the Counter Terrorism Unit – saved millions of lives from one disaster after another. In the process, 24 also helped illuminate threats throughout the world for an audience that had pretty much been asleep to it all until the 9/11 attacks. Too, 24 showed how even within America’s borders and institutions, bad actors were working night and day to bring down the will of the people.

The cross-currents of social upheaval, imminent threat, and the personal struggles and successes of daily life crashed into each other in each one-hour, real-time episode. 24‘s catchprase “This is gonna hurt” really meant something as post-9/11 America grappled with new challenges to its power all over the world, and a new age of violence.

24 still holds up, though some things date it. It was the flip phone era, and you see a pay phone and a home phone now and then, too. Jack uses a Palm Pilot for GPS. But security cameras were already everywhere, satellite spying was in place, and the surveillance state was in full swing.

Cautionary Tales

Season One itself is a masterpiece. If you have a teenager, make sure they watch Season One. What a cautionary tale of how a simple act like sneaking out at night can go horribly wrong! Each succeeding season builds on the previous seasons, with new challenges.

Despite, or maybe because of, its instant almost universal appeal, 24 was criticized for being reactionary, overly violent, jingoistic and… far right. As is so often the case with criticism from Leftists, the facts of the matter do not support their arguments. Depicting torture to extract information, featured most especially in Season Two, prompted one of the biggest such controversies. The fact is, the torture was nuanced and debated within the drama itself. And of course, most people know instinctively they couldn’t keep sensitive information for five seconds even with just the threat of a dentist’s drill coming at them. Of course torture works.

A President Worthy of the Office

Season One actually presented a story line from a classically liberal perspective. It opened on Super Tuesday during the presidential campaign of Senator David Palmer, the first viable black candidate in the history of the country. A Democrat. An environmentalist. Ten years before Barack Obama’s election. And in Season Three: President Palmer’s signature piece of legilsation is a health care reform package. How prescient.

But what a difference between Palmer and Obama! Unlike the priggish, passive-aggressive, race-baiting Obama, Palmer is manly, virtuous, and decisive. Palmer’s back story is not told, but his steely will and commanding presence suggest a man who carries the confidence and pride of all black Americans who in three generations rose from slavery to fully actualized citizenship. No victimhood here. No wallowing in BLM hatred. It is as if Palmer’s campaign says to the American electorate: I am ready, Coach; put me in the game. But someone wants to assassinate him that day and Jack Bauer must stop it.

In one respect Palmer and Obama are alike: the despicable wife. Palmer’s is delicously so, conniving and deceitful like a snake. That woman is nothing but trouble!

Wokism creeps in through the door marked PC.

As for the political correctness that infected America after 9/11, the villains in Season One are not even Islamists. They are a sort of White Christian Nationalist creation, an exaggeration of the contemporary (and enduring) demonization of the Serbians as war criminals.

Islamist terrorists do come into play in Season Two, but then they are still mixed up with domestic terrorists – “Patriots” – and Deep State actors who undermine the President and represent, in today’s terms, the agenda of the globalists at the expense of freedom and democracy. Later seasons would feature a host of enemy actors from China, from Russia, from Iran, and other hostile corners of the totalitarian world order.

24 was not just cutting edge in terms of television drama and exposing the Deep State and how it works to compromise politicians. The age-old themes of lust for power and hubris, and the disappointing morality of politicos and the power hungry in general, also cause one complication after another. One thing for sure, Diogenes would never find his honest man in CTU! Even Jack has to deceive, bend the rules, or outright break the law to keep the freight train on the rails.

Eventually in the final season or two, 24 succumbed to PC pressures. At one point Kiefer Sutherland, the actor who played Jack Bauer and was a producer of the show, interjected a patronizing statement. Basically his message was: remember children, this is just pretend. The stars and network bigwigs blanched at 24‘s stirring depiction of right vs. wrong, but the audience got it because in those days, all Americans, conservative or progressive, black, white or otherwise, were for the same basic things and America stood for the very best thing: freedom.

What if 24 came back for one season in its original glory to portray the threat to America in 2024?

Here’s the scenario:

America is burning. It has been hijacked by an evil regime. One man one vote is out the window. The military has been neutered. Faith is fading and faith leaders are craven. Health care is dictated by fiat rather than informed consent. The justice system imprisons political opponents and steals their property. Technology is corrupting the truth so much so that girls and boys don’t know what sex they are. Women and children are no longer protected classes. Race is pitted against race. The borders are thrown down and third-worlders invade by the millions. Free market capitalism has been replaced by a marriage of corporatism and the state, i.e. fascism. The Bill of Rights is treated as merely a list of suggestions.

Globally, China, Russia, Korea, Iran, and other bad actors are poised to attack. Hong Kong has fallen and Taiwan, Israel, Australia, Europe, and Japan are vulnerable because westerners have lost the will to fight. The Free World’s industrial infrastructure and energy independence have been been degraded to a point threatening easy defeat in war. And the 2024 presidential election is shaping up as the perfect storm for a new civil war.

Unfortunately this scenario is NOT pretend. And even if Jack Bauer were real, it is too far along to undo by a small team in a twenty-four hour period. If we are to overcome the Obiden administration’s wreckage, over the next few months all of us who still believe in America must all summon our inner Jack Bauers and find every possible way to fight back in a new and real CTU – the Counter Tyranny Unit. Every county in America will need one.

Yes, this is gonna hurt. But no pain, no gain.

If the bastards take the election again, they will rule uncontested and America as we have known it and loved it, is over.

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Covid ’24

Everybody seems to be mystified by the fact that the Obiden administration has the borders wide open, even flying illegal aliens in by the hundreds of thousands to bring the estimated influx of new bodies to the U.S. to a total estimated at 8 million or more.

But it is no mystery. The alien invasion is Covid ’24. Just as Covid 19 was used to overwhelm the system and scare everybody into accepting mail-in voting and all the other election integrity attacks, so the jaw-dropping numbers of undocumented immigrants will be used to overwhelm the system with questionable votes that CANNOT BE QUESTIONED!

It is a civil rights matter, don’t you know? So what if Speedy Gonzalez or Charlie Chan or Kunta Kinte or Elmer Fudd mails in a ballot and cannot prove who he is, where he lives, where he came from, or anything else. His vote must be counted. And each and every one of those votes will be for creepy ol’ Uncle Joe, or if he washes out, whatever other slimy quisling the Left runs in his stead.

Orange is the new black and illegal aliens are the new virus.

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Great Expectations, or Fake Expectations?

Looking forward to the 2024 election is no less stirring than the great expectations that Pip entertained for pursuing happiness with the fair Estella.

Facing daily consternation at the damage to our country and civilization in general, we who believe in American exceptionalism are easily excited by any reason for hope. We know the 2020 election belonged to Trump and was stolen right out from under our noses. We have endured the aftermath. We look forward to November with great expectation.

The huge crowds Trump gathers week after week energize us. The dishonest persecutions of Trump, his associates, and the January 6 protesters tear at our hearts. The Stalinesque theft of Trump’s property in New York infuriates us. The absolutely insane border, military, global warming, sexual, and racial policies pushed by the Obiden administration punch us in the gut. The faltering economy, from which government-caused inflation has sucked the very marrow, empties our wallets.

Everyone knows that Biden is a doddering, corrupt old fool. Everyone knows that people who worship globalism and hate America are undermining our Republic. Everyone – including so-called progressive friends and family when you can pin them down long enough on any given issue to stop spewing Trump-hate – is fed up with turning our culture upside down. Enough is enough! The coming election must turn the corner for America!

Except, it won’t. In our guts we know that the forces torching the world around us will never, ever let Trump become president again. If they did not fear a real insurrection, and the millions of gun-owners who would be behind it, they would have killed Trump before this and been done with him. Yet with the election coming and their ways of cheating well known, Trump is indeed a dead man walking. One way or another, at the end of a bullet or by poisoning like Navalny, they will Putinize Trump to eliminate him if they cannot pull off rigging the election again.

It is a wonder that Trump carries on with the charade of an election that he knows he cannot win. He knows the finish line will keep moving. He knows there has been no substantive reform of the electoral practices that make stealing elections easy in America. Mail-in ballots, early voting, ballot harvesting, drop boxes, hackable machines, social media censorship and misinformation – they are all still in place.

Trump is bound to know that 2024 will end up just like 2020.

Except for one thing, perhaps?

One can only speculate. However, consider this: No matter how carefully the Bureaucracy closed ranks and iced Trump’s people out, they could not possibly have hidden every secret file from Trump’s team, the secret files maintained against everyone who might make a difference. Like the Internet, no file ever goes completely away, because the file collectors, the custodians of the Deep State, never know who they are going to have to neutralize to keep power, whether a threat like Trump from the right… or perhaps a Bernie Sanders or Robert F. Kennedy Jr. from the left… or even one of their true believers at that top who suddenly gets a conscience and threatens to blow the whistle.

Which ones are the pedophiles? The closet homosexuals? The cross-dressers? Which ones have kids who are perverts or dopers? Or have affairs to hide? Which ones have wealth provably stolen from the public coffers? Or dallied on Epstein’s Island a bit too much? It’s all in there somewhere. And the Left has been playing such cards selectively but effectively for decades to influence courts and attorneys-general and political and administrative officials and such to do their bidding at just the critical moment they needed to – such as passing Obamacare through an otherwise unwilling Congress and before a supposedly conservative Supreme Court.

A wish and a nickel are worth exactly five cents. But let’s hope that Trump has an ace up his sleeve. Let’s hope that the reason the Feds raided Mar-a-Lago and have swatted and perp-walked old men like Peter Navarro and Roger Stone and Steve Bannon is that they know Trump has the goods on the Left from those secret files. And the collection of files he’s holding is the ace up Trump’s sleeve they are desperately trying to find.

Trump, we can only hope in this wishful thinking, is a better card player than any of them and will whip out that ace up his sleeve at just the right moment to make sure that this time his legitimate win is locked in. Then our fake expectations will indeed be great expectations – MAGA great.

At this point, we, like Pip, can can only vote in overwhelming numbers and hope. Otherwise, we are all Alexei Navalny, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

For a two-page PDF statement of where Way Out Charlotte Pike is coming from, please CLICK HERE.