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This is a working hypothesis of mine and it's well supported by my research.

Recently:

Liberal: Trump is anti-semitic, and his son makes secret anti-semitic signs on TV!

Me: Wait, how do you know about these secret signs?

Liberal: We have a list!

Me: 70% of Trump's cabinet are Jews, so is one son in law.  He recognized Israel's right to exist, to have Jerusalem as their capital. How is he anti-Semitic?

Liberal: He's just using those Jews for his advantage.

Me: What advantage?  Why have a cabinet full of people you allegedly hate?

Liberal: He's only got Jews on the cabinet because they're good at banking strategies and money handling. They're making him rich.

Me: Wait, what? Did you just stereotype an entire religion and culture? And imply they're corrupt?

Liberal: No, not all Jews, just those Jews.

Me: Then why bother with Jews if he hates Jews? Are you saying he can't find other bankers?

Liberal: FUCK YOU!

 

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Then there's the liberal claim that they're not anti-semitic, just anti-zionist.

Me: So, you don't oppose Jews, just a Jewish national state.

Liberal: Yes.

Me: But a Palestinian national state is okay?

Liberal: Yes, because they were there first.

Me: The Jews have been there for 3000 years.

Liberal: Yeah, but they left and came back.

Me: No, some of them left. There have definitely been Jews there for 3000 years.

Liberal: Well, they need to stop being terrorists.

Me: How many suicide bombs has each side set off?

Liberal: FUCK YOU!

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Please help test my hypothesis.

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FACT:  Kavanaugh and Christine Blowme Ford were minors.

FACT:  The crime of "sexual assault" did not cover groping in that place and time.  "Simple assault" or "battery" are the only credible legal claims.

FACT:  As they were minors, any such charge would have vacated by now.

FACT: Even if he was 18, statute of limitations is DECADES past.*

FACT: Per her own reports, they were both intoxicated.  We have no evidence to support her claim he was, but she has confessed to a criminal act.

FACT: 6 of her 4 witnesses call bullshit.

FACT: Without something more substantial than "somewhere, sometime, and I have no idea how I got there," no charges are possible.

FACT: She admits she went to a "party" with two or four, she's not sure, males and no females, to get intoxicated and...do what?  At a place with no chaperonage.

FACT: The FBI only investigates federal or interstate crime, and this would have been neither. They cannot investigate it.

FACT: Regardless of what may have happened, the claim is unsupportable bullshit.

FACT: We've now reached a point only seen in bad satirical movies of the 1990s (The Running Man: "She had sex with three, sometimes FOUR men in the same YEAR!") for condemnation of men.

FACT: If you believe any of her bullshit, you cannot possibly claim to be logical or deductive.

FACT: If you're "literally made ill" by this lying drunken slut's bullshit, you better be petitioning for Keith Ellison to be deposed on the ACTUAL POLICE REPORTS and ACTUAL HOSPITAL RECORDS of his ex girlfriend, and of the several women who have accused Bill Clinton of not groping, but FORCIBLE RAPE, and open the records on Teddy Kennedy's "forgetting" there was a woman drowning in his car when he crashed it in a river while intoxicated, and somehow was never punished, and ask your party WHY they re-elected Klansman Robert Byrd for life, and tolerated his utter racism to the end (he voted against EVERY black judiciary candidate, even when his party endorsed them).  Because if not, you're a vile, rape-endorsing, domestic violence-endorsing, fucking RACIST.

You are not logical, you are not deductive, you are not even human fucking beings.  You are utter fucking filth, and we really do need to invest in Caterpillar D9 bulldozers.

 

 

 

*FACT: In America, we don't retcon crimes to suit the modern day. Ex Post Facto.  It's covered in the Constitution, and you subhuman, anti-American, anti-intellectual, worm-ridden pieces of cholera-infected maggot shit need to read it. Ask an educated 12 year old (HINT: their parents didn't vote for the D) explain the big words to you.

 

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1 January, 1991, 0130

That's a very close approximation of time I fought off sexual assault.

I'd been raped previously, but that's not this discussion.

About 1900 on the 31st, an acquaintance from the mixed group of gamers, SCAdians, SF fans and others called me at my Rantoul, IL apartment, asked if I was doing anything for New Years'. He was having a small party, he said. He asked if I wanted to come over.

I'm not naming the party because it's a common enough name I don't want anyone getting harassed or mistaken, and as far as I know he's never amounted to anything.

I drove down to Champaign, to an apartment I'd have to find on a map, if it's still there, but is easy enough to find. I arrived about 2000. He let me in, we talked for a bit, I had a beer that I opened myself.  I asked where the others were, he said they were coming later. He brought out some sandwiches and other snacks.

Looking around, he had Kodak pictures of a couple of the teenagers (I was 23ish.  I don't give out my exact birthday) in the youth fighting group he helped sponsor. It seemed a bit odd to have photos of a single teen standing in a field, with no context or activity.

There was the usual TV New Year's entertainment, and about 2200 I opened another beer.  I asked when the rest were showing up, and he said they were going to be last minute, doing stuff.

About 2300 he brought through a drink for me.  I don't recall what it was supposed to be, but it was liquor and mixer.  It tasted slightly strong, but not out of line.

Then I started feeling completely plastered drunk.

I remember asking when the others were arriving, and him saying, "I guess they're not coming."

Midnight, the ball dropped, and I was half asleep.

He sounded so supportive as he said, "Look, if you're that tired, you should just sleep here."

He suggested I undress, but I'm actually quite comfortable sleeping in a field jacket--years of military experience.  I lay down on the only bed and passed out.

I have no idea what he did until 0130 to amuse himself.  I'm afraid to speculate.

I remember being rolled onto my back, a fat, sweaty, half-bald-half-stringy haired thing I wouldn't touch intimately even if I swung that way, shorts halfway down the crack of his ass, sitting astride my chest and unbuckling my pants.

I woke up very, very fast.

I said "No. Stop." Rather loudly, in fact.

"I'm not going to stop, Mike, so you may as well enjoy it."

In nine seconds, I was able to express the point that even if he outweighed me two to one, I was going to put his face through the wall in five seconds, and he'd already used up three.

He sighed dramatically, flounced off the bed, and shouted, "FINE!" 

Then he turned on what he apparently thought was the guilt trip.  "It's not fair. I invite you over, feed you, then you come to bed in a field jacket, for Christ's sake. Do me a favor and lose my number!"

Yeah, we have to remember who the real victim is here, right?

I drove home, half asleep or intoxicated, I'm not sure which, very carefully because I'd be the one in jail, through very quiet streets, in subzero temps.

I did not file a police report because what would be the point? There wasn't a mark on me, and no witnesses.

I did tell a close friend the next day. I told the boss I contracted to (now deceased), who, being in the same circle, called the guy who ran that youth combat group (still alive). I told him.  Mr X was then told he was no longer affiliated with the group. The next convention, I told another friend of mine.  The next year I had a long-term girlfriend, eventually a wife. She knows. (Though she may not remember due to memory loss from a medical condition.)  My current wife knows (and has known for some time).

Several years later, (this is slightly hazy because I did a LOT of conventions professionally then, but I can certainly date it from their records if need be) I was in the dealer room of a Midwest convention and I heard, "Hey, Mike!"

I turned around and it was the vile fat fuck who tried to molest me, apparently having forgotten the "Lose my number!" bit, or maybe he'd been hoping it would cause me to beg to come back to his greasy hands, or maybe he was just desperate at that point.

He was selling gaming supplies and sounded very cheerful and just thrilled to see me.

I unassed the area, found friends on staff, and informed them, "That asshole drugged me and tried to rape me. Now, I don't expect you to remove him based on my say-so, but I would recommend watching him very carefully around teenage boys and young men."

They took the advice seriously. He was watched.

So if there's ever another incident, not only can I testify to his (lack of) character, a dozen other people can testify that I told them.

Which is why when a certain professor says, "Oh, yes, by the way, sometime between 1978 and 1982, I'm not sure, but I was 15, I was drunk at a party somewhere with 2 or 4 guys, but I don't remember where, or how I got there or home afterward, but anyway, one of them tried to force himself on me, and I don't know why none of the several witnesses say it never happened, but it didn't matter until 2012 when some 'therapist' recovered the memories, but then she wrote them down wrong, but I don't care that this guy's a federal judge, my only concern is that he not get to SCOTUS because I say he was a drunken ass in high school,"

I say, "Bullshit, you politically-motivated whore.  There are REAL victims out there, and you're degrading all their credibility with your narcissistic ploy for attention and money."

Because I guarantee there'll be money, even beyond the $350K gofundme she has.

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And socialists, their passive aggressive cousins.

The most retarded thing I saw recently was a Pious with a bumper sticker, "If you don't like socialism get off my public road."
 
Um, shit for brains...roads date from the Palace Economy of the Bronze Age and were invented for the purpose of bringing TAXES into the palace. They happened to increase trade and wealth, which also increased TAXES. They weren't done for your benefit.
 
These days we build them to increase COMMERCE which also increases wealth and taxes. Still not done for "the people." In fact, around here, we're trying to GET them to widen a road that's needed it for 70 years and they're holding off because they're hoping for federal money...for a road that starts and ends in town. If it was being done for THE PEOPLE it would have been done 70 years ago.
 
Also, it wouldn't be YOUR road, it would be OUR road, and you're admitting that if I refuse to play your game, you'll cut me out of your society until I starve. Thus confessing you don't care about people, you only care about the state.
 
And this is why we should still talk about killing Communists. Because human lives are more important than Communist lives.
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