Heinlein was more prescient than anyone knew

Elections are won not by converting the opposition but by getting out your own vote, and Scudder’s organization did just that. According to histories I studied at Boondock, the election … turned out 63 percent of the registered voters (which in turn was less than half of those eligible to register); the True American party (Nehemiah Scudder) polled 27 percent of the popular vote…

–Robert A. Heinlein, To Sail Beyond the Sunset, 1987 (h/t Glenn Hauman)

You know what this means, right? Robert Heinlein successfully predicted the Crazification Factor a full 18 years before it was described by Tyrone and reported in the literature by John Rogers. The man really was a genius.


Flash fiction challenge: pick an opening sentence and go

I’ve decided to start trying the writing challenges at Chuck Wendig’s blog. This week’s Flash Fiction Challenge was to pick an opening sentence from the ones submitted the prior week and write up to 2000 words. Thanks to the story hive for the inspiration.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0

“I’m on the highway to hell,” I belted out and carried on with the CPR. They said you were supposed to sing “Staying Alive” to set the proper rhythm for chest compressions, but I was a realist. Anyway, it wasn’t like I was going to do any worse than any of the sad bastards scattered around me.

The Revolutionary Brotherhood had been setting off these bombs in the city center for weeks, any place they could sneak one in. I was surprised there was still anyone out and about to get caught by this one. I figured everybody would either be deployed or hiding in their homes. Me, I was neither. I’d never be on active duty again with this leg, and home … well. No reason to hang around there anymore. Maybe it was the same for these folks. Or maybe they just needed to try to pretend everything was normal.

The old guy I was working on didn’t even look like he’d been hurt — probably was walking by and had a heart attack. Most people around here weren’t so lucky. Their deaths were coming the sticky and painful way.

I lifted my head a bit to listen for sirens, and all of the other sounds I’d been blocking out came rushing back in. People yelling and screaming, the creak of metal as blasted supports threatened to buckle, the whoosh of flames. God, it was hot.

No sirens though. Maybe they weren’t coming. Maybe they were busy with another attack. Maybe there was nobody left. I tuned it all out again.

I gave up the chest compressions and tried rescue breathing. The guy had vomited a little bit. I had to tune out taste and smell so I didn’t do the same. One breath. His chest didn’t rise. Another. Nothing.

Back to the chest compressions. I was too tired to sing anymore, so I just chanted in my head. Fuck this, fuck them, fuck you, fuck this, fuck them, fuck you… I ignored the ribs breaking under my hands, tuned out my sore wrists and burning shoulders. I just focused on pushing and chanting until I couldn’t feel any of it anymore.

I didn’t know they were here until an EMT waved her hand in front of my eyes. I looked up. The sky was dark. There were fires in the distance, a lot of them. I wasn’t sure if the sun had set or if they’d just bombed it out of the goddamn sky.

I looked down. The guy was dead. Probably had been for a while.

I lifted my head toward the EMT, but I didn’t really see her. Just the old man, and my parents, and my brother, and those people lying around us in the street. Fire and blood and bone and staring dead eyes.

Then, mercifully, I didn’t see anything anymore.

Trolls suck — now with added SCIENCE!

From the Department of Research That Tells Us What We Already Knew: “Internet Trolls Really Are Horrible People.

The research, conducted by Erin Buckels of the University of Manitoba and two colleagues, sought to directly investigate whether people who engage in trolling are characterized by personality traits that fall in the so-called Dark Tetrad: Machiavellianism (willingness to manipulate and deceive others), narcissism (egotism and self-obsession), psychopathy (the lack of remorse and empathy), and sadism (pleasure in the suffering of others).

I’m sure it will come as no surprise to anyone that trolls won the Shitty Personality Quadruple Crown. It’s pretty much in the definition of being a troll: you enjoy posting stuff that upsets people.

But I can’t help wondering … these are trolls we’re talking about here. What’s to keep them from trolling the researchers? Trolls are exactly the kind of people who’d think it was funny to game the personality test to make themselves look like psychopaths. Except that to enjoy that, and to know that you were screwing up the research and decide to do it anyway… you’d pretty much have to fit the definition. So, trolls, even if you think you’re just pretending to be assholes, you’re still assholes.

I can’t wait for the “Ladies, protect yourselves from being shot at!” campaigns. Maybe we’ll get whistles.

My goodness, there’s a positive epidemic of women driving men to violence by denying them sex.

3 Women Refuse Sex, Suspect Fires Rounds

A man opened fire on three women early Saturday after the women refused to have sex with him and his friends, according to the Stockton Police.

Authorities said the women accompanied the men to Rosemarie Lane, near Pacific Avenue and March Lane. Around 1:45 a.m., the women declined when the men asked them to have sex, and the men ordered them to leave.

As the women were leaving, one of the men fired about eight rounds from a 9mm handgun at them, but no one was injured.

When will women learn to take responsibility for their own actions? If you don’t want a man to shoot at you, just give him the sex that’s rightfully his.

(Why yes, I do feel dirty just typing that.)

THIS is reality, “Red Pill” dudes

Below, I’ve reproduced the transcript of Elliot Rodger’s last video, the one he made before murdering six people and wounding seven others. I’ve crossed out sentences that relate directly to his plans to go on a killing spree, but left everything else intact.

Hi, Elliot Rodger here. Well this is my last video. It all has to come to this. Tomorrow is the day of retribution, the day in which I will have my revenge against humanity. Against all of you. For the last eight years of my life, ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been forced to endure an existence of loneliness, rejection and unfulfilled desires. All because girls have never been attracted to me. Girls gave their affection and sex and love to other men, but never to me. I’m 22-years-old and still a virgin. I’ve never even kissed a girl. I’ve been through college, for two and a half years, more than that actually, and I’m still a virgin. It has been very torturous.

College is the time when everyone experiences those things such as sex and fun and pleasure. But in those years I’ve had to rot in loneliness. It’s not fair. You girls have never been attracted to me. I don’t know why you girls aren’t attracted to me. But I will punish you all for it. It’s an injustice, a crime because I don’t know what you don’t see in me. I’m the perfect guy and yet you throw yourselves at all these obnoxious men instead of me, the supreme gentleman.

I will punish all of you for it. [Laughs.] On the day of retribution, I am going to enter the hottest sorority house of UCSB and I will slaughter every single spoiled, stuck-up blond slut I see inside there. All those girls that I’ve desired so much. They would have all rejected me and looked down upon me as an inferior man if I ever made a sexual advance towards them. While they throw themselves at these obnoxious brutes.

I’ll take great pleasure in slaughtering all of you. You will finally see that I am in truth, the superior one. The true alpha male. [Laughs.] Yes. After I’ve annihilated every single girl in the sorority house, I’ll take to the streets of Isla Vista and slay every single person I see there. All those popular kids who live such lives of hedonistic pleasure while I’ve had to rot in loneliness for all these years, they’ve all looked down upon me every time I’ve tried to go out and join them. All treated me like a mouse. Well now I will be a god compared to you. You’ll all be animals. You are animals, and I will slaughter you like animals. I’ll be a god exacting my retribution on all those who deserve it. And you do deserve it. Just for the crime of living a better life than me.

All you popular kids. You’ve never accepted me. And now you’ll all pay for it. And girls, all I’ve ever wanted was to love you and to be loved by you. I’ve wanted a girlfriend, I’ve wanted sex, I’ve wanted love, affection, adoration. You think I’m unworthy of it. That’s a crime that can never be forgiven. If I can’t have you, girls, I will destroy you. [Laughs.] You denied me a happy life. And in turn, I will deny all of you life. [Laughs.] It’s only fair. I hate all of you. Humanity is a disgusting, wretched, depraved species. If I had it in my power, I would stop at nothing to reduce every single one of you to mountains of skulls and rivers of blood and rightfully so.

You deserve to be annihilated. And I will give that to you. You never showed me any mercy, and I will show you none. [Laughs.] You forced me to suffer all my life, and now I’ll make you all suffer. I’ve waited a long time for this. I’ll give you exactly what you deserve. All of you. All you girls who rejected me and looked down upon me, and, you know, treated me like scum while you gave yourselves to other men. And all you men, for living a better life than me. All of you sexually-active men. I hate you. I hate all of you and I can’t wait to give you exactly what you deserve. Utter annihilation. [Laughs.]

What remains is bog-standard rhetoric on any MRA forum. The belief that he is entitled to women’s attention and bodies. The talk of “alpha males.” The belief that people are personally persecuting him if they don’t want to spend time with him. The mental image of himself as a perfect guy, the supreme gentlemen, if only women weren’t too stupid to see it.

So, MRAs, why don’t women want to date you? Because you’re Elliot Rodger without the gun. And we can tell.


This caller had to be a troll, right?


Another caller from Michigan said he was more concerned about government manipulation of natural resources.

“I’m so fed up with the tyranny I sold my jet ski,” the caller said. “I’m so fed up with the way the government is manipulating the water with the chemtrails, I’m afraid I can’t even use my jet ski.”

On the other hand, I have no doubt that this lady was sincere:

A woman in her 60s compared the demonstration to the wars she had lived through, going back to the Korean War.

“I didn’t see the Civil War,” she said. “But I’m from the South, and we’re still fighting it.”


So these are the 30 million patriots who are going to make Barack Obama leave office, huh?


At least we got some amusing hashtags out of it.

No. 47: If I talk about white privilege, that’s when the idea will “come into its own”

Well, this is ironic on a couple of levels:

The idea of “privilege”—that some people benefit from unearned, and largely unacknowledged, advantages, even when those advantages aren’t discriminatory —has a pretty long history. In the nineteen-thirties, W. E. B. Du Bois wrote about the “psychological wage” that enabled poor whites to feel superior to poor blacks; during the civil-rights era, activists talked about “white-skin privilege.” But the concept really came into its own in the late eighties, when Peggy McIntosh, a women’s-studies scholar at Wellesley, started writing about it. In 1988, McIntosh wrote a paper called “White Privilege and Male Privilege: A Personal Account of Coming to See Correspondences Through Work in Women’s Studies,” which contained forty-six examples of white privilege. (No. 21: “I am never asked to speak for all the people of my racial group.” No. 24: “I can be pretty sure that if I ask to talk to the ‘person in charge,’ I will be facing a person of my race.”)

From the New Yorker, ‘The Origins of “Privilege”‘, by Joshua Rothman. Emphasis added.