“John Ringo” sounds like he writes from his home in Mom’s spare room, when he’s not perusing the online manosphere.

“Fat Commando! This gut don’t wobble.”

The Fountainhead. Full stop. Purple prose by a Soviet hack writer with a serious r*pe kink, in praise of dog-eat-dog social Darwinism.

This is some North Korea level deception.

Well shit, that sure did own me. Totally worth it, Marquito!

The Brutalist. Sorry, I just didn’t get it.

Symbolic only. Everyone knows it will go precisely nowhere.

You think it’s going to stop there? US citizens will soon have to do the same, or be on the no fly list.

And still the cowardly “news” media refuses to call it FASCISM.

Jesus on a skateboard. These idiots are self-parody.

Looks like something my brother won at the fair in 1973, for knocking down 10 bobo dolls.

I seriously doubt that you can call any translation “accurate.” It’s a collection of mythology, that had as many interpretations as there were people telling the stories. We can’t really know what Homer originally wrote either; it was all just too long ago.

Enjoy the stories as fiction, and don’t fuss about accuracy too much.

“Republican health plan” == Pay cash or die

It’s a capitalist world. Economies of scale will always tip the balance toward centralization, in the hands of billionaires.

The problem with this kind of Mafia bullying is, in the short term it works. The media will fall all over themselves to call him a winner. Then after he’s d3@d, the bills come due.

It effectively ends free information access in potentially all 50 states.

And who is going to be in charge of book censorship? Will these small government, libertarian states have to have a new public agency? Will they just hand it over to the churches? This is going to be a bureaucratic as well as a human rights nightmare.

Fake News! He’s the most high energy dictator ever! Health like no one has ever seen! His MRI was the most bigly, perfect MRI! In fact, many men, many big tough men, SWAT cops and truckers, say to him, they say while literally crying, “Sir, Sir! Please Sir, fall asleep in Cabinet meetings again, to show your manly, macho health!”

Oh lawd he comin’.

Yay FREEDOM