Cynical Libertarian Society

Time. Are you short on time? The Great One is short on time. The Great One has work to do. Podcasts to record. Martinis to drink. Girls to get rejected by. Statists to ridicule. Places to go and people to do. I’m gonna clear out some of the slush pile today before heading off to work where I will spend a day attempting to not kill zoomers. Let me introduce you to The Cultural Oncologist. When going to CensorshipTube to find and embed these videos I have yet again discovered that some of the videos I wanted to link to … Continue reading →

Less than 24 hours! Exclamation mark! Exclamation mark! Linkage: 6 February, 2018 #TheTriggering Linkage: 5 September, 2017 #TheTriggering Linkage: 7 August, 2018 #TheTriggering Linkage: 2 October, 2018 – Featuring Coach Red Pill @CRPhimself #TheTriggering Linkage: 2 April, 2019: Brett Stevens Writes About The Great Replacement #TheTriggering #Cuckservatives Linkage: 19 February, 2019 featuring Frank Cervi #TheTriggering

I get emails from Twitter telling me “what’s happening” and “what people in Denver shared” as if I give a fuck what NPCs in Denver are sharing (that word makes me wanna vomit) on Twitter. And yea, I’m so old I remember when Twitter was cool. I look at the pictures. I look at the headlines. I look at the first X number of words extracted from the target link. I remember why I’m enjoying the decline, why I don’t pay attention to the media unless I need fodder for the podcast or linkage, and why you don’t have to … Continue reading →

It’s 0800 and the snow is dumping outside. Now if the snow were dumping and I could stay home, write this episode of linkage, drink coffee, lift weights, podcast and attend to any of the literally (Hitler!) hundred things on my to-do list I’d be fine with that. But no. No good dead goes unpunished. I volunteered. Yes. I’m stupid. One of the first things I learned in the United States Army (in the pre-woman/fag/trannie era) was to never volunteer. Never. Ever. No matter what. And yet apparently I didn’t actually learn this lesson else I wouldn’t have to go … Continue reading →

And here does The Great One sit in his new office. An office larger than the previous office. Which is good. Except that now the trash can is farther away from the desk. Which is bad. Not near as many college girls outside the window. Which is bad. And right now the main thing outside the window is snow. AKA global warming. And snow is bad m’kay. The Great One likes white. The Great One likes seeing white. But not this kind of white. What’s out there on the interwebz I should comment upon today? How about statistics. It’s been … Continue reading →

When I was in the military we had a saying about civilians. “They’re all out of uniform and no one knows who is in command.” Can’t much say that about them any more. I can only report on what I see here in the People’s Republic of Fort Collins in the Soviet Sector of Colorado and the SITREP is that the civilians here are well on their way to being in uniform. The men – I mean soy boys – have their plaid lumberjack shirts despite having never touched a chainsaw in their lives. The hats. The stupid fucking hats. … Continue reading →

Happy Tuesday boys and girls. Did you survive without your Monday dose of podcast and volleyball girl from The Great One? I knew you could do it. You have a life and you have things to do and you got on with getting on. You aren’t at all like me and have breakdowns of tears and sobbing when Piggott fails to post his Friday Hawt Chicks and Links. You are a true man. A manly man. A manly manly man. Men men men men men. Nothing like the non-man I’m going to tell you about in tomorrow’s podcast. There be … Continue reading →

As you read this The Great One is having fun. Not fun in the sun hiking, biking, trail running or hitting on college girls. TGO is having fun moving in to his new digs. Oh yea. The joy don’t end. Kill me now . . . Speaking of now – it’s old news by now but this ain’t no fucking current events show and you know that by now. Now on to something that happened not now but back in the Dark Ages by interwebz short attention span time. If you’ve ever donated to Tommy Robinson, the British free speech … Continue reading →

I had a load of other shit to whine about this week. Then I tabled it for next week. First things first. Common Filth is back. One hour thirty-two minutes twenty-four seconds of not being able to unknow what you know. “Nobody ever grows up or finds something new to talk about.” Second things second. Aaron Clarey spews bullshit. And of course, pointing out Adam Piggott’s uncanny ability to drive just like a post-menapausal American woman in a mini-van in the left lane.  http://captaincapitalism.blogspot.com/2019/07/the-piggott-effect.html This is pure fucking horse shit of the greatest magnitude. Adam Piggott doesn’t drive just like … Continue reading →