Neanderpundit

A pic of cooney in his fat cat lush rolling days, a couple of years back. We could have gotten him a 2500 dollar bed, lined with the finest down, and filled to the brim with catnip, but he preferred to sleep in the damnedest places, like cardboard boxes:

Or the seat of stinky old work jeans.

I later discovered (it was revealed to me in a dream) that he wanted to make a present to me of as much fur as he could. In the past several years I expect he gave me around 30,000 lbs of it.
If I had to share a house with a cat, I’m glad it was this one.

Roberta has another post here about anarchy.

I should think that my recent exchange with Billy Beck would have dissuaded her of the notion that people are capable of being civil, but that aside, let’s get down to the nitty of this gritty.

1: If anarchism could work, it would already be, somewhere.
2: if people were capable of civility, there would be no courts system
3: Ayn Rand is the worlds biggest fucktard, and anyone who reads that drivel and thinks “Genius!” needs to have a check-up-from-the-neck-up.

See, ‘Atlas Shrugged” is a fantasy. JUST a fantasy. Those things can never happen, will never happen.

The whole genre, everything written by that dipstick and promoted by her cult of personality is the biggest setback to true conservatism and classical liberalism since the election of that king of fucktards, FDR.

See, the formula that is needed for the best that America can be, is the representative republic we have, with a healthy dose of true conservatism, that is to say, the tendency to conserve, to hold steady, to prevent the growth of government, and classical liberalism- that is to say, the promotion of as much freedom as can generally be managed.

Anarchism or objectivisim, the bong water of political idealism, is fine- so long as everyone remains civil.

yeah, right.

Roberta is the very model of civility, and because she is a decent person, she assumes others will be as well.

I give everyone the benefit of the doubt, once. Once they’ve had the chance to screw me, and they do, they don’t get another chance. And it’s rare that someone doesn’t.

I have a lot of people, know a lot of people, who are decent and good humans. But I have been dealing with the general public since my first gig bagging groceries over thirty years ago, and I can absolutely guarantee you this: People are asses. Given the opportunity, they will misbehave. Every Single Time.

and cries thustly:

I’m six-foot two, one hundred eighty pounds,

Well, that confirms it. I’ve shit bigger than you.

fifty-two years old,

With the emotional development of a six year old whiny baby.

and I can still beat most twenty year-olds up the rope-ladder to a lights truss.

A roadie. Figures.

I walk my father’s land with a rifle regularly,

ooh, his daddy lets him carry a rifle.

and I last worked at my job in South Africa.

You worked?

I’ll do it next in Tokyo, on my own two feet and with every power that I was originally born with.

Which pitiably does not include decency, courtesy, intellectual honesty, common sense, or a brain.

You are a presumptuous ignoramus, “Og”,

I may be an ignoramus, that’s true. But I am smart enough not to worship at the altar of that queen of ignoramuses, Ayn Rand.

and just the sort of snack that I might chomp in a couple of bloody splashes in the general net.water,

in other words, you’re too much a fucking coward to bring your bullshit to anyone in the REAL WORLD because you know in the REAL WORLD your attitude would get your face pasted into the sidewalk. As you so richly deserve.

but there are other fatter fish to bag.

In other words, “Run away!!!”

Cry on.

Yes, you will, you always do.

Billy, you emotional infant, you have been banned from so many sites becuase of your bad manners, your general ignorance, and your persistence in trying to foist your patently ignorant and demonstrably wrong worldview on everyone you meet, I’m surprised that you haven’t yet figured out what a fucktard you are.

Wait, no I’m not.