On Hilary Clinton

PepeDMWhat an unfortunate blog post title.  Not even her husband wants to go there.  You’d have to be a paid agent of the Saudi regime working against the interests of the United States to fall on that hand grenade.  Yikes.

The point of the title is that this post is all about the alt-right debutante ball, or the coming out party hosted by the former first lady and future Prison Warden’s pet.

Much ink has been spilled about the complete and utter disaster that was her speech.  How it catapulted the alt-right from unknown font of cultural trends to nationwide notice.  How it was a typical Democrat desperation ploy reserved for the party’s darkest hour.  How it contained more hypocritical statements than a Bernie Sanders soak-the-rich speech.  How she looked and sounded even more tired and frail than normal.  How it signalled the inflection point in the Madame’s poll numbers which are set to crater.  The list goes on.

It really was a train wreck causing a dumpster fire in the back alley behind a shitshow.  And in all that glorious wreckage one moment stood out among all others.  That moment when some saint of the alt-right gave voice to shining pinnacle of alt-right branding…


Forget all the political analysis and repercussions and poll data showing that the Secretary shot her campaign in the foot.  No point going over all that here, we’re interested in one thing and one thing only: the dungeons with the dragons.  What the heck did that speech have to do with the greatest game ever invented?

That lone voice crying out in the empty gaps between Clinton’s wheezing speech announced that the alt-right is everywhere.  It’s not just living rent free in Clinton’s head.  Even in the belly of the beast listening to the beast, alt-righters were there watching and waiting for a chance to strike.  We are literally everywhere, and we’re not afraid to announce it.  Why…there might even be an alt-righter sitting behind your friendly DM screen.

So play nice, and keep discussion of politics to the same level as discussions about your most recent bowel movements (but I repeat myself), because while we’re a fun loving group with a broad and open-minded sense of humor  We don’t feel the need to interject our politics into every aspect of our lives, but if you crack open that door, then we’re going to we kick it down and leap through it both guns blazing.  We are more than happy to play that game by your rules, and we’ll beat you at it every time!

Also…watch this space.  My new OSR and OGL compatible RPG rule set is going to be dropping within the next two or three days.  It’s as irreverent and topical and hilarious as anything else read in 2016.




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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