By Colby Malsbury

Many moons ago, I watched a gormy little 1970s movie called Stunt Rock.

The plot? Re-read the title, bro. That’s the plot. A stuntman plies his trade in Hollywood, engaging in many of the fads of the era (dig the hang-gliding scenes!) Because he’s established his awesome bonafides, he is allowed to hang around in his off hours with the rock group Sorcery, a banal combo that makes the Bay City Rollers look like Zeppelin. Their entire schtick is featuring a dude in a cheeseball Merlin costume onstage who causes fireballs to explode every time he waves his arms, because Lord of the Rings and Frank Frazetta were also yuge in the 70s. The entire movie consists of intercutting between Stunty’s stunts and Sorcery’s sorry excuses for prog-metal rock numbers. At the end, Stunty has to come cascading down on a zipline for some reason right into the midst of a Sorcery concert and Merlin really goes apespit hurling fireballs around on account of such audacity. Brilliant stuff. A veritable masterpiece. read more

By Colby Malsbury

And things had been going so well.

The blatant usurpation of the US presidency by the forces boosting the first-ever Catholic Veep, combined with the continual metastasizing of the Covid LARP, seemed to light a large enough fire under the neo-Right’s sizable posterior for it to finally arise from its Barca-Lounger and get mad.

And their targets were big enough and juicy enough that a wide-eyed freshman seminary student inexplicably drafted into the Marine Corps could hit them his first day on the rifle range. read more

By Colby Malsbury

Things have been understandably quite tense around Pastor James Coates’s GraceLife Church, as reported here recently.

So it was with a mixture of horror and elation that conservatives read about a typical example of state overreach in which two hundred Royal Canadian Mounted Thugs attempted to strong-arm the church service being held outside the fenced-off church grounds on Sunday, April 11, moving in en masse to break up the gathering with brute force. Enraged congregants, pushed to the very limit by nwo diktats, stormed the fence and began breaking it up, just like East Berliners venting their frustrations on their anything-but-beloved Wall in 1989. Details remained sketchy, but no doubt massive arrests were made and onerous prison sentences were meted out to the participants. read more

By Colby Malsbury

So, as of this writing (Nov. 17, 2020), it appears to be president-in-waiting Kamala Harris, is it?

Well, color me pleasantly surprised.

Oh, please don’t get me wrong. It’s hard to comprehend a more unmitigated disaster for the country at large than Joe Biden, a man who should have been retired to the old folks’ home a decade ago and who, when asked to pick his cabinet, likely will opt for an oak-paneled one that contains lots of extra space to store booze and children in. But that is exactly what we both require and deserve at this point in time. Anything that has the potential to entirely disabuse the Right of the idiotic notion that casting a lot in an electoral system so putrid that it would make Boss Tweed eschew politics in favor of missionary work in the Congo is worth their time, money, and efforts can only work to our good. A ‘record turnout’ this election? If you care about the future of your children and your volk, that stat can only depress you. We’ll only know that our clans have finally clued in as to what ‘illegitimacy’ entails when voter turnout degenerates into the single digits, at least among whites. Assuming there ever is another election, anywhere in the western world. And never say never. read more