Over the weekend, I had a dream about George Potter.
For you who don’t know (and that includes most of the world), George Potter was the most sublime writer the modern freedomista world ever produced. Then, damn him, he up and dropped dead five years ago at the tragically young age of 41.
Fortunately, Bill St Clair archived most of George’s available writings for posterity. You can also find his works at The Mental Militia Forums, the place where most of us first encountered him, back when TMM forums were still The Claire Files Forums.
George was my brother from another mother. He could be “mercurial” (i.e. a foul-mouthed, temperamental assh*le) as Joel notes in that first link, but he was a great soul and a greater talent. And people who met him in person claim he was much nicer than his occasional online outbursts indicated.
I don’t recall much of the dream — just that George was co-starring in a movie (billed as George “Gloryroad” Potter, Gloryroad being his online nym) and that, except for the horrible Jamaican accent he affected (don’t ask; I have no idea), he was wonderful.
I realized how much I missed him and spent several hours of that night awake and mourning.
Early last month, during a now-rare news cruise, the following two links turned up together in my Feedly. One was current events, the other timeless. But boy, I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a well-matched pair of links:
Tucker Carlson was right not to apologize for some thing or another.
Followed by an apt quote from P.G. Wodehouse.
I don’t give a rip about Tucker Carlson, who seems to be just the latest “conservative” attracting nasty attention from the left. But Wodehouse nailed it: with a certain type of opponent, you should never apologize.
I’ve always been big on saying I’m sorry for my faults and mistakes (sorry to a fault, as a few old friends told me). But the Current Mob only takes apology as weakness, and will attack with teeth and claws if they perceive they’ve got you on the run.
Anyhow, I was saving those links to riff off of for a longer piece, but after almost a month, it’s time to send them out on their own.
Links do keep coming my way, despite me mostly running from them. I’ve saved up for a couple of links posts, then discovered that within a day or two many of them felt like old news. They felt that way not only because the particular item had already gotten around the ‘Net, but because obsolescence moves so fast in the e-age.
Does anybody still care about Jussie Smollett any more (even with the new revelations that friend-of-Obama political shenanigans may have been responsible for his surprising release from criminal charges)?
Or how ’bout the Varsity Blues scandal? Yes, the schadenfreude of watching cheating 1%ers get their comeuppance is delicious. But what else is new?
OTOH, there’s been a fair bit of good — or at least intriguing — or at least weird — news and opinion out there lately. Without further comment:
- Tyler Bariss, the creepy little incel whose SWATting sent jumpy, trigger-happy cops to kill an innocent man got what was coming to him.
- Matt Taibbi in Rolling Stone has written a damnfine piece about why Trump won and how the collapse of the ginned-up Russiagate scandal better be a wakeup call for left-believing pundits.
- In Washington state, resistance is building against the horrible I-1639 anti-gun law foisted upon the people by urban hysterics and biased officials, as this magnificent op-ed explains. (H/T JW)
- And although I don’t have a lot of hope for a positive outcome here, Chuck Baldwin at LRC.com wrote an eloquent open letter against the political popular but utterly abusive extreme risk protection orders, which have gone from state to federal.
- In Georgia, only black journalists were allowed into a mayoral race event. But this is apparently “inclusive” and definitely not racist, so don’t get all in a tizzy about it.
- In Chicago, a mob (so the article calls it), forced cops to release a drug suspect and seized the drugs the police had confiscated. (H/T DT)
- Via MJ, here’s what happens to ammo in a fire.
- And finally, on the lighter side, a wealthy Bay Area family fights to keep its colorful “Flintstone house” — complete with dinosaurs — and I say more power to ’em.
And that’s that.