One Hand Tied Behind My Back

We live in a time when the forces of darkness, by which I mean those on the Left, have marched forth to considerable successes.  Those successes are built on the twin foundations of their opponent’s simple good natured tolerance of those with whom they differ and their abdication of the field of battle.

Despite all protestations to the contrary it is we good folk on the Right who accept and tolerate differences in all the things that matter – race, gender, religion, and so on.  Granted, we do not suffer fools gladly, and this includes the fools who seek to bind us in the chains of conformity that demand we become slaves to a blood thirsty religion such as Leftism.  That ain’t bigotry, it’s just plain good sense.

More to the point of today’s post is that second leg on which the success of the Left stands – the conservatives’ abdication of the field of battle.  When your life blood is sourced by the steady drip of the addiction that is the modern welfare check you have far more hours in the day to spin webs of lies and distortions in which to capture the support of the ignorant and easily swayed.  When your income is the result of a decent honestly earned paycheck you often have to set aside hobbies like tilting at pinko windmills.

When the pressure is on a conservative, he gets to work and spends less time whining on the internet.   When the pressure is on a liberal, he/she/xhe/insert-latest- trendy-pronoun-here spends more time whining on the internet.  So don’t let the noise of the web confound you into thinking that the squeaky wheels are the wave of the future.  They might make more noise, but sooner or later they’ll get so annoying that somebody will silence them with a heavy dose of the triple action greases of Truth, Reason, and the American Ideal.

TL:DR Get a job and stop whining on the internet, role-playing hippies!


About The Alt-Right DM

At long last, a tall cool drink of alt-right water in the midst of a liberal and cuckservative desert. Inspired by the need for soldiers in the Culture War, E. Reagan Wright volunteered to stand up to the forces of progressivism before they complete their takeover of the once energetic, diverse and just plain fun hobby of role-playing games. A lone voice in the digital wilderness preaching to that quiet, right-wing remnant that has languished in the cold for years. E. Reagan Wright loves his Mom, guns, apple pie, football, and calling that lesser game by its rightful name - soccer.
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