Vulgus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur.
The crowd wishes to be deceived, so let it be deceived.
Nothing speaks to the state of modern affairs quite like the current news cycle.
On one hand you have a woman LARPing as something called a “protest warrior”1 who got convinced that “good intentions” were just as adequate2 as training and experience in handling herself in high-stress, rapidly-changing, emotionally-fraught kinetic environments; and decided that the best use of her day was to take a 4,000-pound weapon and go intentionally and knowingly harass, impede, and interfere3 with Federal law enforcement operations.
During the process of Sticking It To The Man she hit a Federal officer with her 4,000-pound weapon, and — predictably — got shot.
This is, undeniably, a tragedy — especially for her children, who lost their mother — but this is not an event of historical significance.
Sometimes I hate the cynical part of me, but it isn’t wrong. Nobody is going to care about her in five years. In twenty years she might have a brief page on Wikipedia that no-one visits, or be mentioned in a footnote in a history book that no-one reads, but her getting Shot While Stupid4 will change … absolutely nothing of consequence.
I’m sorry, I truly am, but history is a bastard and that’s the way of it.
On the other hand, we have a regime that is the #1 or #25 largest State sponsor of terrorism in anyone’s current lifetime that could very well fall in the next hours, days, or weeks.
The mullahs in Iran have provided — and continue to provide — literal billions of US dollars in funding, training, and support to just about every major terror group out there.
If the mullahs fall, that money, training and support — the lifeblood of countless terror groups … goes away.
Iranian mullahs pay good cold hard dollars for the destabilization of other countries; for the murder and torture of innocents; and for the intentional misery of countless men, women, and children.
If the mullahs fall, those dollars for destabilization and misery … go away.
The Iranian mullahs provide petroleum to sanctioned aggressor nations like China and Russia. The Iranian mullahs provide the loitering drones that Russia uses in Ukraine; that Hamas uses in Israel; Hezbollah uses in Lebanon, the Houthis use in the Red Sea, and any number of other terror groups use how-the-hell-ever they feel like.
If the mullahs fall, that petroleum and those drones … go away.
Does no-one else see the historical significance of this? The journalistic relevance?
If the revolution succeeds, if the people of Iran punt the mullahs the hell out of their country — the course of world history will alter. Significantly so, if only for the short term. Things will become — again, for whatever short amount of time — much better for countless numbers of people, both directly and indirectly, both in Iran and world-wide.
So, which story is the Legacy Media focussed on? Which story do the American people read multiple repeating stories about, multiple op-eds slaying millions of innocent pixels, daily headlines chewing the same damn fat, and repeating the same damn talking points, with only a few words changed?
Some LARPing bint, whose name in two decades will be known only to her children, and whose death will mean absolutely nothing to history?
Or a desperate revolution whose successful outcome will be seen as one of the turning points of the century, whose ripples will affect damn-near everyone on this little green dirtball, and will substantially alter world history?
You already know the answer to that.
Bloody media. And we tolerate this bushwa.
Ian
Whatever the hell that is.
Definitely quicker, easier, and a damned site cheaper than actually, you know, putting in the icky, hard, uncomfortable work of decent, relevant training.
Thus violating all of Farnum’s Rule: “Don’t do stupid things, in stupid places, with stupid people.”
Instead of, I don’t know, taking care of the children she brought into the world.
Depending on if Pakistan ate its Wheaties that morning.



Some twisted stripe of political narcissism on display in Minneapolis. Makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain AKA the story that they want buried.