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Earlier today (I got up much too early) we were talking about the times ahead, and I will have things to say coming up.

For one, you guys have no idea how socially disruptive times process. No one who hasn’t lived through it knows. Plus you’re all poisoned with story. You have imbibed story by every means possible, some of it disguising as history classes, but really a highly fictionalized and compressed version of things.

I know we in the States do things faster (and generally bigger) but there is an internal logic to strife and revolution that is mostly hurry up and wait. And a bizarre lot of normal life subsists, interspersed with completely strange, reality-breaking events.

The strange, reality breaking events have started. We did not have an election, we had a Fraudiletion and a Frausident was elected. The members of the establishment who imbibed as much story disguised as history, and that story mostly from a Marxist perspective are in the thrall of the illusion they should submit so they will be eaten last, since “the people will rise up” and “The people” are of course communist. You should forgive these idiots, by the way. The bureaucrats and rulers have suffered from this illusion since the early twentieth century, and actually before. The French revolution scared the pants out of them and they took all the wrong lessons, which is why the remaining royal families are “climate change” tools, Muslim apologists and in point of fact enemy agents.

And that’s part of the problem we have. Count on most people in our institutions, who could stop the crazy train to the de facto if not the jure enemy agents.

And enemy is the appropriate name, since you know, it’s not just the fact they shout Death to America, they really mean it, and want to destroy ALL nations in the name of some bizarre, global super state.

No, they can’t win, but we can lose. Which is why it’s important for us, in the middle of the bizarre/normal/bizarre/normal events to find our feet.

We must both make it absolutely clear that should the fraudulent be sworn in, he does not have the “mandate of heaven” which is to say the confidence of the people. The bureaucrats and idiots need to wake up that while they’re afraid of astro-turf riots, they are facing…. well…. revolution and war. Probably a series of them. And the tech Lords with their curious illusions and their attempts at censorship can’t SAVE them. We will find a way.

Now this is a big and important purpose. And you’re going to think that it’s going to completely consume your life, and you’ll go out in a blaze of glory.

That’s story thinking. Fiction is simplified and fast. It’s real life with all the parts cut out. Real life works differently.

So this is the first article of a series. I was going to call it “Make your bed.” We’ll come back to that. I’m in fact not the least interested in your sleeping hygiene, but it’s a good encapsulation.

I’m one of the few people here who has lived through massive societal disruption (over and over again, because, you know, Portugal is a fractious little place, a family quarrel with borders, and you know what domestics are like) and I know how much the accounts clean up (and outright lie) what was a very bizarre series of years.

Because we are the ones pushing for change in this case and bizarrely (when all we want is our constitutional republic) the revolutionaries (most of the 20th century followed a Marxist script and they’ve only gone crazier in this century) we need to understand a few things about what we’re undertaking.

First, this is not a novel. You can be as pissed as you want to be, and you can take as much action as you can, ranging from passive resistance to the fourth box, but this will not — with very, very few exceptions — be your entirely life.

You’ll still have to earn a living, have relationships with other people, live in the normal world.

Most revolutionaries are miserable people, failures as parents and failures as spouses, and failures as humans. I leave it to someone with more time and head space to figure out what that means and whether people become revolutionaries because they’re broken, or whether they’re broken because they become obsessed with the cause.

It could go either way, and Peterson encapsulated it very well, in the idea of people striding abroad to fix the world’s problems while they have an unmade bed back in their room.

Because it’s easier to want to fix big problems that you know you can’t fix alone than to look after your daily life.

But go above and see where I said that you still have to live a normal life. That normalcy WEIRDLY prevails even in the crazier times. As we have had proof in 2020, as our governors and insane people try to change the way everything it works, and people keep going back to being people. (Which, btw, is the biggest resistance you can engage in RIGHT now. Just refuse to obey the insane orders. Come out, come out, wherever you are.)

Before 2020 I lived the transition from National Socialism to International Socialism. And I’m here to tell you that the most bizarre thing is that credentials stayed in place, the forms of normal life continued. I mean, money lost value at a bizarre pace (to make this clear, when the revolution happened the Portuguese currency was 7 to the dollar, and by 1985 (roughly ten years) it was $200 to the dollar. Prices were…. interesting. And there was the usual meddling of wage and price controls, and the black market was NEXT level. (There will be a fortune to be made in the black market in the next few years. I guarantee that. Already I understand “restaurant” and “club” “speakeasies” are the biggest thing. But I suspect a black market for food, for clothing, etc, will develop, should the fraudulent get control of our lives.)

What this means is that, through all this, you have to keep your normal life going as much as possible. You still have to go to work. You still have to be nice to the people around you. (Though meh, we’re more and more dividing, and no one requires you to be nice to people who want to kill you.)

To put it in terms of my own life: I still have to write books; I need to finish the remodeling of the house, since we’re intending to move out in a year. Where we move is slightly influenced by the situation. I mean I never wanted to live anywhere but Denver, and I always loved big cities. Given what’s happening to big cities right now, that’s been revised, as has the list of states on the differential. But we’d always have moved — because altitude is playing havoc with my life — and that needs to go on.

Great social fights, no matter how justified and glorious, and even if we are — we are, you know? — putting our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honors on the line so our children might have liberty are not big explosions as they are in stories. The founding fathers still had businesses (most of them counted on their wives to run them, and some like Franklin, were not very nice in that respect as the wives ended up with everything dumped on them.

BUT though some of them paid the ultimate price, and some died as paupers, a lot of the better known ones prospered through this. They looked up their private lives if not first at least as much as their public lives.

So friends, brothers and sisters in this endeavor, look after yourself and your life. Create compartments. Allot a certain amount of time to the revolution, sure. It will be needed. Be ready to pay the ultimate price. It might be needed (though for a surprisingly small number. Right now, what most of us are in real danger of dying from is famine, weird as that seems, because the left is trying as hard as it can to engineer one.)

But keep your head about you. Work at your chosen avocation. Make money. Sure, if you want to save it in well used gold jewelry (because if you trade in a well worn wedding ring for a pound of meat, no one has any reason to think you have more at home.) or actually you SHOULD keep some in well worn gold jewelry (Pawn shops. We still haven’t broken my mom of her habit of buying used gold. It’s almost endearing.) But keep some in the normal bank account, keep some in investments, and keep your eyes open for things you can do to fulfill a need and bring in unexpected wealth in “these turbulent times.”

In my case, I hear that escapist fiction is selling very, very well. And as soon as I can get the craft room setup (at this point late December is the earliest) I’m going to start making things to sell and give away. Part of this is that I really need to disperse a lot of fabric, paint and craft stuff before we pack to move. Part of it is that in Portugal — and Portugal is different, being an hyper-social society — a lot of the black market was arts and crafts. As legitimate businesses were devoured by wage and price controls, a lot of street vending, with a blanket and running if you saw the police became a thing. A lot of the young people who couldn’t find a job worked at this stuff, and made not just modest incomes, but got experience both with managing finance and with the insanity of regulations. And yep, in a revolution, or the middle of a bunch of them, people still bought and sold toys, jewelry, clothing, etc. And if a lot of it was made from upcyled material, well, that was the time we were in.

We are lucky in that we have access to a ton more materials, and that there is now an internet. I predict a growth market in useful phone aps that are not what our overlords expect, and they will give the young people an outlet and a means to make a living. I suspect we’re not far from “gadgets” either. (And will whisper a word in younger son’s conch-like (d*mn big conch) ear.) And well…. we’ll see what offers. I’ve solidified my idea of what I want for a site for witers. Let me talk to the tech people in the house, and I’ll get back to you on what help we need and when.

Remember a great part of our ah…. revolutionary efforts right now go into protecting our first ammendment and refusing to be gaslit. This means honestly that there is money to be made in alternate avenues.

There is absolutely no reason that what makes you money shouldn’t further the cause, either. But remember that you must first make your bed: look after yourslef, those close to you, those you love. Attend to your primary responsibilities.

If you’re undercover, keep your head down at work. If you must vent, create a deep cover alternate identity for those efforts. I don’t care how unsuited you are. I kept this up for 15 years, and I’m the world’s least likely street agent.

We don’t know how long this is going to take. To an extent this is out of control. And since these events are actually worldwide, it is ….. uh…. even more complicated.

I don’t think the instability will last very long, but then again, have the same reliability as the magic eight ball. What I experienced was a summer rain compared to the storm that’s coming.

What I can tell you is that it will take much, much longer and be more complicated than you can imagine. And since the future belongs to those who show up, you must keep your head and keep yourself going, and keep yourself fed, and make sure you have resources for contingencies.

Yes, this means long term food storage. It means buying used gold for disruptions (which won’t be permanent, btw, but usually limited in time.) It means arming yourself, because in places and at times things will go kinetic.

But mostly? It means working really hard, and making sure you’re okay and those around you are okay: keep your credentials current, keep your skills sharp. Keep your eyes peeled and your mind flexible for new ways to build parallel structures and new ways to build things, so that the tech lords (more like the tech bums) will fnd they took control of the wrapper, not the gift.

This is not the time to plan your glorious demise. This is the time to plan discrediting, taking power away from and making irrelevant those who would enslave the entire world to their deranged illusions.

A lot of this starts with “make your bed.” Keep yourself sane, look after your every day responsibilities, work hard as hell, and be your best you. You’ll then be in the best shape possible to shape the future.

Me, I’m going to write a lot. And if they try to cancel my books, I’ll find new ways to get them to you. Because it’s the skill I have, I’m better at it than most of their darlings, and by gum, I’m going to be good and work as hard as I can.

I’m not saying not to plan for long term and extreme survival. I am. I’m not saying not to resist. I am. I’m not saying not to even plan a move to a safer place. (We are, though there are also other reasons.)

I’m saying, unclench. Stop expecting fast and explosive. Plan for the lonnnnng fight. Plant to thwart anything done to destroy us.

You probably, unless the one reading this is a military VIP or has a key position in bureaucracy, if you are, carry on, can’t do much about the big actions in this long war, but you can do EVERYTHING about the small actions: make yourself solid, prosperous, find your best position (a flea might give a conductor an itch, but the conductor can derail the train.)

The future belongs to do who show up. And by Bob (Heinlein) we’re going to show up. And we’re going to win the future for liberty.

Be not afraid. Stop fretting about your impotence. And go do what you can. We are the majority, and we are going to win this.

The death of the laptop means I can no longer access the Amazon codes for books on the promo post. I’m hoping to get that fixed sometime this week and will then run the promo.

Sorry. Meanwhile here are two images to play with:

I’m taking the day off to do some basic cleaning, some writing and a sh*tton of editing.

I still don’t know what to do. I grew up with a man who still mourned the loss of the Roman Republic.

I feel at this point I don’t even know how to get to okay.

But I’m working on it. There is no surrender. That much I know. I will not surrender, I will not kneel. I will not submit. Want to make me? Drag me! Drag me every inch of the way.

Sometimes — more than others — I have weird prophetic dreams. They’re not really very useful, like dreams normally aren’t.

But they tell me that time — or perhaps the human mind — is more than what we tend to think of it as being.

I mean we’ve all experienced instances of “coincidences”like dreaming of a friend we haven’t seen in years, and then run into them the next day.

Sure. Deja vu. You just think you dreamed of it. won’t wash, I’m sorry. It’s one of those things that violates the Occam’s Razor. You start by explaining “you didn’t really dream it, you just think you did” and next thing you know you’re explaining why someone said a sentence in perfect second century Latin because they once heard it for a few minutes.

At any rate, my foretelling dreams have a different feel. And they’re I HASTEN TO ADD completely useless.

My favorite ever was when younger son was having lots of trouble in school, and I thought he would drop out of sixth grade and, well, have all the problems that come with that sort of thing. I dreamed we were waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, and my husband called up “Hey, you don’t want to be late for your court date.” And then he came down the stairs in a suit.

I remembered that one, because…. wouldn’t you? Yeah. It was a traffic ticket. You see, when he started driving he drove my husband’s 1986 Mustang, whose speedometer had given up the ghost long since, and he had some trouble figuring out how fast he was going. BUT I only had a few seconds, so I was terrified.

Well, I won’t claim my future histories are prophetic. For one I have more than three. For another, I wrote the future history for Darkships on a hot August afternoon, in our top of the hill house in Manitou Springs (it’s still the house that was most “ours” even though not nearly the one we lived longest in.)

You see, we had a writers’ group, and I was supposed to do a short story a week, and I’d found what I enjoyed most was Space Opera. (Still is.) But what I was doing, being me, was coming up with a new story-world-place every single time. This was insane, exhausting and quite strange, to be honest.

SO I sat down and worked out the next thousand years in an afternoon.

Is that the sort of fugue state where premonitions might come? Who knows?

It is however a nightmare that I’m enduring now. “What if I called it?”

Certainly the insanity of the Global elites is such that it could possibly lead to the world of the Good Men. Maybe. I think honestly that requires a level of competency that the global would be elites lack. I mean, seriously, the pulp writers gave us effete tech Lords with interesting vices, beautiful sculpted appearances and — let’s not forget it — capes. Even Heinlein’s technocratic elite might be paunchy, middle aged, etc, but they at least used their ill gotten gains for what seemed to bring them pleasure.

What precisely do we have? We have Mark Lizardman Zuckerberg, who doesn’t even look human. Jack Dorsey who looks like he’s homeless and can’t afford a comb. Oh, and the politicians they buy: the increasingly more zombie like Nancy whom the transfusions of young Chinese prisoner blood might keep alive but certainly doesn’t make happy. The increasingly more hateful and less human Clinton’s. Obama, who given a skin bleacher could pose for movies about the less hinged Roman Emperors, Caligula say. Commie laWhorish with her dead eyes and deranged laugh, finding out that the wages of sin being death would be a relief, considering mostly in her case they seem to be frantic stupidity and a sort of vapid self-adulation that reality continuously undermines.

So, I think the world of Good Men would take a bit more competence, more panache than they can muster.

But who knows? Maybe Winnie the Xi has purchased brighter puppet masters to watch them. So?

So if the worst happens, if this stolen election is allowed to stand, destroying the “representative” part of our republic?

Well, I’m not going to lie to you and tell you that it won’t be very bad. I’ve been praying as hard as a human being can that this shall pass from us. But what if it doesn’t?

First, it’s not our fault. This situation has been in the making since our “elites” went head over heels for Marx a hundred years ago. Oh, and “scientific governance.” As for their despising us, that might be baked in to every system.

But like my considering myself the world’s greatest dunce because I signed some very bad contracts in publishing…. As opposed to what? Precisely? It was the only game in town, and its rigging and the conditions of its being rigged went well before my birth.

Second, it’s not forever. Let’s not fall into the insanity of the left and the Chinese and all those who think they can rig things and they will be forever.

Oh, they’re going to try. But knowing this gang of idiots, it will fall apart in their hands within a couple of years.

Third, there are many ways to fight. Like many of you I have a preference for brutal and direct. Honestly, if it weren’t for the fact I’m very lazy I’d probably be in a maximum security prison. But I’m lazy. I’m also a coward. I’m always terrified just before a fight, particularly against a larger and stronger adversary. BUT– I still join it when I must.

And I’m not going to lie and say it might not be needed. I’ll fight for me, for mine, and for those who are in the process of getting hurt.

Because you do, if you’re human.

But some of us are not by age, condition, or training, best used as shock troops.

You can still fight. Yes, I have this blog. Recently someone gave me a quotation from the book of Esther which they said they felt compelled to give me. It was from the book of Esther and basically said I should use what I have which seems to be in context this blog, insty, my fiction. Well, if I can pull myself up from the depths of depression and the mire of despair, I will, of course.

But there is stuff all of us can do. If you search for Operation Swamp Fox, you’ll find suggestions, but I’m sure you can come up with other stuff.

And most of all, we must cast off this near-teutonic component that has crept into the American character the last fifty years.

Look, the problem with a non-representative government is that they’re not found by the people. They do things that harm the people horribly, as those of us in occupied, vote-frauded states have found, and they don’t care. Because what are you going to do to them, PEASANT? Vote them out? Don’t be ridiculous.

In those circumstances, the only thing a free individual can do is not be bound by the government. Ignore them to the measure of possible, or even impossible. Heck, if you can at all, run across the road to spite them.

Find ways to counterfeit the mask mandates. Gauze. Sheer material. Hell, preferably bare faces and a raised middle finger. I have a medical condition. We ALL do. We’re Americans, born in liberty. In your face, you insane tyrant.

If your restaurant is closed, have you considered reaching out to regulars and asking how they’re doing, and inviting them to dinner at your place. Well, your restaurant, maybe, but maybe a backroom, yes? Just having some friends in for dinner, in staggered batches. And if they want to put some money in the kitty, how are we going to stop them?

We need desperately and immediately, and I don’t have the expertise to do it, and my husband doesn’t have the time, so I’m begging you, tech people who read this: we need something like substack for fiction writers. (Yes, I”ll make one for me. For non fic too, but time… and depression haven’t been with me, not to mention computer magedon (speaking of things being weird, I realized I’m doing to electronics what I did in my teens when I was incredibly unhappy. I walk by them, and they fry. This is a problem.) But we need a dedicated one for Fiction Writers. I looked at Locals, but it’s more…. video?

What we need is something that lets you subscribe to a writer and get that writer’s daily/weekly output and maybe the unedited e-arcs (advanced reading copies) of the books if the author feels like it, for a little more. This doesn’t cut the author off Amazon, because, well, they can erase past-content to bring the book out on Amazon exclusive (as I do with my serialized novels here.) BUT we’ll have a network and a place, so that if/when Amazon goes insane, we can sell there/ make arrangements.

Please, I beg you techies to do it. Yesterday, if possible. And I don’t care if we have five competing versions. Just let me know when you do it, okay?

And we’re going to need back ups for everything they might cut us out of. Which is everything. And you — yes, you — need to come up with some way to make a living if your current way crashes. I’m perfectly willing for you guys to brainstorm in my comments.

This is going to be a lot harder if they do manage to steal the election. A lot harder for them, that is. While we believe the government legitimate we, decent people, will try to follow what they tell us is needed. But now? After the long lie of 2020?
F*ck that. If you have to stay embedded use it to mess with their minds. And if you don’t, go rogue with both feet. Don’t buy from the left if you can help it. If you have to sell to the left, charge more. Rule-lawyer them. Make them live their own stupid dictates. Make their life more miserable. (It’s already pretty bad. They’re a sad lot.) And take care of those you love. Oh, and try to accomplish the things you feel you need to. Mine is easy. I tell stories.

Keep your scrap of flag dry. (I will send them out. Computermagedon, health and depression haven’t helped.) Keep your clothes and weapons where you can find them in the dark. Be ready to die, if that’s what’s required, but it’s always better to make the villains die. Be ready to obey if you absolutely have to, but do it as malignantly as possible. And if you don’t have to, hoist middle fingers (that’s why you have a matched set) and be as defiant as you can possibly think to be.

It’s going to require ingenuity and creativity. If it were easy, it wouldn’t need AMERICANS.

Shoulders up, ladies, gentlemen, dragons and minotaurs. Eyes front. Where we’re going we don’t need roads. We’ll make them as we go.

Time is the strangest thing. And you can’t really tell the future. In novels, you can say “and then it was like this for hundreds of years”but that’s rarely true in real life. Even when it’s true, it’s not really at the micro level.

They can take the territory and the bureaucracy, but they’ll never take AMERICA. The leftists, poor things, always discarding the gift and keeping the wrapper.

You can’t kill an idea, and our republic is one of the most powerful the world has seen. Which is why they hate it — and us — so much.

It’s too bad, so sad, because long term, we win, they lose. And at this point we’re pissed off enough they’re going to lose VERY thoroughly.

Make your plans. Get ready to make them really unhappy.

There’s no losing, unless you give up. And the Lieutenant (Heinlein) wouldn’t like that.

The Supreme Court and the Electoral “Safe Harbor.” – by Amie Gibbons

Hello again, everyone. This is Amie Gibbons. Urban fantasy, mystery, and paranormal romance author, cat mom, and most importantly for today’s post, political nut and lawyer!

The lawyer hat is on, so it’s the usual disclaimer. None of this is actual legal advice and is not to be taken as such. These are the political opinions (and rants because I’m seriously scared) of this humble lawyer today.

These views also most certainly do not reflect the views of my employer and have nothing to do with them. Why? Because (nervous chuckle) they might fire me if they see this and I don’t have my political self as distanced as humanly possible from my job and make it real fuckin’ clear this is me speaking just for myself and not them. Don’t know what my lawyer job is? Good, you can’t report me. Know what it is? Don’t report me, because I like my job, and I’m buying a house and kinda (really) need the income. I’m nowhere near quit the day job money in author earnings, especially not after the shit show of 2020, trust me 😐

Generally States have a deadline to certify their election results, this year it was December 8^th, and these certified votes then allow States to send the Electors for that particular candidate to the Electoral College to officially cast their votes, this year on the 14^th, and if one gets 270 electoral votes, that one usually becomes president.

This year has brought out a lot of legal questions that law students will be digging through, and lawyers will be making money on, for years to come.

That is, if our country isn’t completely destroyed by the left because they’re looking pretty damn close to stealing this election. The fat lady hasn’t sung, but the curtain is lowering and she’s running out of time to belt out the final note.

And it’s looking like a sour note at that.

Remember as you read this that I am a pessimist with anxiety and depression issues, so I tend to go towards worst case scenarios. (If there are meds strong enough to make me not care that our country is on the brink of being destroyed, I may need them in the near future, because I’m likely to give myself a heart attack at the ripe old age of 33 if this keeps up.)

The States that were up in the air certified their electors. Which means those votes where Biden cheated in the swing states are certified to go to him. Again, there could always be faithless electors that are sent to vote for him and don’t, but it’d take a lot of them doing so to affect this election.

The lawsuits at the State levels were struck down, not approved, and/or not granted, to stop the counts, audit results, and/or temporarily stop States from certifying electors so that the fraud cases had more time.

Why is this deadline important? Well, here’s the law on the certification date.

“If any State shall have provided, by laws enacted prior to the day fixed for the appointment of the electors, for its final determination of any controversy or contest concerning the appointment of all or any of the electors of such State, by judicial or other methods or procedures, and such determination shall have been made at least six days before the time fixed for the meeting of the electors, such determination made pursuant to such law so existing on said day, and made at least six days prior to said time of meeting of the electors, shall be conclusive, and shall govern in the counting of the electoral votes as provided in the Constitution, and as hereinafter regulated, so far as the ascertainment of the electors appointed by such State is concerned.” https://www.law.cornell.edu/uscode/text/3/5

Essentially this means that States make the call on certifying their own electors, and how they do this is not to be considered a federal issue, which means appealing up to the Supreme Court on that count is not likely to succeed, because they would say it’s not a federal court issue, it is one for the State’s Supreme Court to decide. And here, those State courts have decided.

So we’re looking at a lefty president, who won’t live past his first term, thus getting the insanely far left Legal Hoe Harris in office. That means more Obama-esque socialist expansion of unaccountable federal government agencies, restrictions of rights, another recession, and less money for those of us who actually work with more for the Dem’s voter farms from those living off the backs of others, a Dem controlled House, and if they cheat in Georgia again to grab the 2 Senate seats, and why wouldn’t they, a tied Senate, with the leftist VP as the deciding vote, and therefore a Dem Senate.

I know, you’re thinking the Supreme Court is more conservative, and they have integrity. They’ll stop the president from doing anything too crazy, eventually.

Hahahaha. Oh, bless your heart, my sweet summer child.

Have you ever heard of the “Switch in time that saved the nine?”

Back during FDR’s reign (and yes, I use that word on purpose) he shoved socialist programs down Americans’ throats, expecting them to suck and swallow because he was president and Americans were desperate and in a depression. The only thing slowing down the socialist president and his pack of goons in Congress was the Supreme Court at the time.

Sounding familiar?

Since the Court kept roadblocking obviously unconstitutional federal power grabs, FDR hatched a plan. He threatened to “pack the Court,” by adding 6 members for a total of 15. Which is possible. There is no provision in the Constitution limiting the number of the Supreme Court to 9, in fact, it didn’t start out with 9, it got up to that over time for various reasons throughout history. FDR’s threat to pack the court coincidentally coincided with a swing voter on the Court suddenly backing his plans, and therefore letting the socialist programs blaze on by. Hence the New Deal programs doing so much damage to America and leading us further down the slide into socialism. And based on the Court no longer blocking him, the bill to pack the Court was dropped.

Congress can pass legislation to increase the number of justices, if they’re ruled by Dems, they will pass it if the Court stands up to them, and we all know it. Then the President would put in the liberal justices that would back their plays for more socialist “reform,” and all branches would be lost to the people of the United States to a mass of no separation of powers, no checks and balances, and no accountability to actual Americans. (The States could pass an amendment to the Constitution to lock it into 9 justices, but it’d take something that extreme to stop them from packing the Court.)

And if you think we have a chance of coming back from this in 2024? No way, not a chance, not without something extreme, like a Civil War, a coup, something to break the Dem’s corrupt hold, because now that they know they can get away with cheating (again, I refer you to Larry’s analysis of the numbers on the fuckery going on in the election in this post) so all future elections will be meaningless shadow puppet shows to give the varnish of our Republic still functioning while the heart of it rots underneath.

Things are looking pretty grim, huh? I told you I’m a pessimist, and this is me going to worst case scenario. When it’s down to a Civil War or coup is your only hope to not lose your country and its ideals along with your freedoms, yeah, the playing field is dark and the trees are ready for the blood of patriots and tyrants. I really don’t like that option. I’m kind of attached to things like internet, running water, heat, and oh yeah, food!

Now, here’s the flag on the play.

Texas.

Oh dear lord, do I love Texas right now. If it loses this suit, and decides to leave the Union due to the impending insanity of a corrupt liberals-controlled country, I’m going with them. (Well, hopefully Tennessee goes with them so I don’t have to leave. My career, friends, and soon to be house are all here.)

Texas, and 3 other states so far that jumped on, are suing the 4 contested states (Georgia, Michigan, Pennsylvania and Wisconsin). 

I know!

Here’s what Texas AG Paxton said in his claim of “standing” to file suit. (Standing is where you have to have a stake in the case to be able to bring suit. For example, you can’t sue for your neighbor’s Constitutional rights being violated, unless that affected you in a tangible way.)

“These elections in other states where state law was not followed … affects my voters because these are national elections, and so if there are fraudulent things or things that affect an election and state law is not followed as is required by the Constitution it affects our state,” Paxton told “Fox & Friends” on Wednesday. “It affects every state.”

“We can’t go back and fix it, but we can say, OK, let’s transfer this to the legislature … and let them to decide the outcome of the election. That would be a valid constitutional situation,” Paxton continued.

So Texas is claiming it has standing to sue over the election results in other states, because those states not following their own laws, directly affect Texans because it is a federal issue who is president and the fraud in those states will therefore affect the people of other states.

This is huge. Like biggest case of our generation if the Supreme Court takes this up. If they don’t, well, that’ll also be one for the history books, at least until they are all changed by Big Brother.

Now, you may be asking why this is immediately in front of the Supreme Court instead of working its way up through lower courts first. It’s because they handle dispute between States directly. States’ disputes between each other is Supreme Court jurisdiction. Because who else would be able to handle it?

Here’s more of what Paxton said, “Using the COVID-19 pandemic as a justification, government officials in the defendant states of Georgia, Michigan and Wisconsin, and the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania (collectively, ‘Defendant State’), usurped their legislatures’ authority and unconstitutionally revised their state’s election statutes,” Paxton’s complaint says. “They accomplished these statutory revisions through executive fiat or friendly lawsuits, thereby weakening ballot integrity.”

If Texas wins this lawsuit, they are asking for the Court to rule that the 62 Electoral Votes from the 4 contested states not be counted, therefore putting Biden and Trump both under the 270 required Electoral votes for the Presidency, which would toss it to the House, as I went over in my post last week. It’d be left to each state to have 1 vote each for the President, and we’d be looking at another 1876, which right now really is best case scenario for us.

I’m saying that because if they get away with the cheating now, they will do it in the future, and will control all branches, so no one will be able to efficiently stop them. And then we’re back to the whole Civil War thing.

And I don’t know about you, but I don’t have any quit in me, and I know I’m not the only one, sooooo things would get ugly.

Now, for my shameless self-promotion. Because I haveto get something good out of the disastrous blow yesterday. 😊

If you are interested in books that aren’t full of bullshit wokeness picked by publishers in New York City who care more about an author’s victim points than their actual books, then check out my books!

You want fun, light, paranormal romance mystery, check out Psychic Undercover (with the Undead), first of 6 books out now (the 7^th will be out early 2021).

You like more urban fantasy, less romance, with a helping of law and ancient gods, check out The Gods Defense. (I will eventually get back to writing the sequel, I swear.)

You like Paranormal Mysteries that are kind of like a grown up Nancy Drew lawyer witch, then check out The Magical Adventures of Evie Jones.

And if you like a little horror and religious, could be real demonic creepiness in your urban fantasy, check out Scorpions of the Deep. (Scorpions of the Air coming out January of 2021, because I can’t justify paying my editor or cover artist this year since I’m technically in the negative author-wise for 2020. Don’t worry, that’s because my accountant rocks and helps me claim a lot on my taxes, without that, I’m technically in the positive… barely.)

If you prefer the zombie tree versions of books (aka paperbacks, but just saying that is boring) then my Christmas Zombie Tree Sale is for you!

The 6 books in the Psychic Series, The Gods Defense, the Supernatural Streets Anthology, and The Magical Adventures of Evie Jones are all on sale for Christmas! 

On Amazon, the 6 books in the Psychic Series, Scorpions, and Gods are all $12.99 each (N), Supernatural Streets is $14.99 (S), and Evie Jones is $9.99 (E).

If you buy directly from me before December 18th, not only do I sign them and send with a little surprise gift, but there are dealssssss, and I will enter you into my drawing for a free Psychic Undercover audio book! (Your name is in once for every book you buy. May the odds be ever in your favor.)

Email me at amiegibbons15 [at] gmail.com to order the books you want, and you’ll get your signed copies for the deals below plus shipping.

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Again, this is Amie Gibbons, we are fighting the good fight through grassroots efforts, getting involved with national politics, and writing damn good books that speak to the hearts of humans about freedom, liberty, free will, and what authoritarian governments do to all those beautiful things.

As Sarah always says, be not afraid. And yes, that is me telling you to do as I say and not as I do, because I’m terrified right now.

(And this is Sarah, also telling you that I’m somewhere between despair and rage, and scared as hell and wanting to taste blood too. Still be not afraid. If we go down we go down still fighting, and what person — or nation — can ask for better? We all owe G-d a death. Let’s make it a good one. – SAH)

A friend just sent me this and it so perfectly accords with my feelings, I had to share. I mean, I COULD suffer alone, but why?

Proposed 2021 Calendar-

January– War with Interdimensional aliens

February- Vampires reveal themselves as having been real all the time, and explain that they are in a drawn out battle with the Fey.

March– General Trump leads a contingent of Jager Robots against dopplegangers from another timeline that merges with ours.

April– The great old ones lead a dark army against the aliens. Humans unsure as to why we’re not the priority.

June- The great emperors of China, now arisen in a combined single soul calling itself, roughly, the High Lord, attempt to attack with an army of zombies while nobody is looking.

July- Things get very strange here.

August- Pope Trump, emperor of Saturn, ascends after defeating his predecessor in single combat after the old pope started manifesting horns and wings.

September- Mars explodes. Even given all of the above, nobody is sure why. Saturn is fine though.

October- Completely uneventful, but at this stage that’s almost worse.

November- We wake up and find that it was all a dream. Oh, not the stuff above. All the bits in between and before in which we thought life was not continually batshit.

December– People begin to spontaneously turn into animal-human hybrids and buildings suffer cataclysmic instability as basic structural components turn into cookie dough. The fundamental nature of reality dissolves into a morass of undifferentiated mush like a freshly decanted jell-o bundt on a salamander

Okay. You feel better now, right? Because there’s no way that 2021 can be that crazy.
Right?
Please, tell me that it can’t.

It wasn’t just losing a commenter and friend (they live close to our former home and used to visit) but for some reason these last two days have been murphy type of days.

Yesterday I had a migraine lasting about 24 hours. And today my remaining computer of 4 I started the year with decided to go paws up. It started having issues two days go, but today it won’t boot for love or money.

Why did I have four computers at the beginning of the year?
Mostly because over the years of not being able to afford a better computer, we kept adding cheap laptops to take some of the load. So I had a computer for writing, one for travel, one for publishing, and another one for art (that one was a desk top but almost fifteen years old.)

One by one they rolled over and died early year, until all I had — ALL I HAD — was the travel laptop, which was the youngest of the bunch and had become my social media, blog and evenings computer (because I leave the office and sit in the living room and chat with friends, while we watch something or just hang out.)

We’d talked about getting me a travel one that could handle rudimentary image manipulation (mostly for blog posts) but there was no real urgency. And despite a strange tendency to take a long time starting, it worked fine.

Well…. three days ago it started having issues, and today it just wouldn’t start. We took it apart on the kitchen table to see if it was cat hair. It wasn’t.

So I took the last few hours to rehabilitate and set up the old writing laptop (long story, but it sort of works for just social media, provided I don’t try to also write or heaven forfend anything more exciting than that.)

Maybe there will be enough money for a new travel computer but probably not right away.

Meanwhile, I need to do work I SHOULD have done yesterday, when I couldn’t think through the migraine.

So, sorry, playing hooky today.

I just had word that Dean Allen, aka Silver Drake died this morning of a stroke. She used to comment here, but more importantly, she was a regular on the old Baen’s bar.

Her husband doesn’t know how to contact any of her old friends, and I’m afraid I don’t either, I’ve been out of the bar so long.

So I ask if any of you know how to that you reach out to them, and more importantly to Michael and give what help you can.

If you ping me privately, I’ll give you his email.

(And yes, I’m going to post. I was in the middle of writing it.)

I woke up with a headache I can barely think past.

In talking to friends, I find this — or other manifestations of extreme stress — are pretty much universal, and I suspect beyond the crazy lockdowns and everything the people at the top are doing to kill our country, our productivity is in the crapper because none of us can think or get things done.

I also know this is shortening my life, since auto-immune is stress activated. But then a lot of illnesses are and there are doctors who will tell you that a few years of stress will cause cancer or worse down the road.

So, that’s where we are, and there isn’t a lot we can do about it. Well, except make life as difficult as possible for those supporting the would be thief in chief — grandpa bad finger, diddles girls and makes them cry, steals countries and makes them die — because they are objectively supporting the power of fascist China (really? communist? well, it’s a distinction without a difference, because they own some companies outright and others they control with the power of an overwhelming and insane government.) and supporting their stooge who wishes to destroy America (and the rest of the world.)

To make this clearer to all of you out there, China as a culture, has never had any issues destroying batch lots of its own people in the service of tyrannical authority. And running in possession (or possessed) by communism, they produced so many bodies during the Cultural revolution that they choked the Yalu river.

If you actually read Chinese history, they are prey to a resetting virus, even dumber than the great reset. Every thousand years or so, they burn all the books, and sometimes the storytellers, and reset history. This has worked so well for them, that until the west gifted them modern technology, despite being one of the oldest civilizations in the word, they were basically living mired somewhere around ancient Babylon level, and repeating ad-nauseum. Even now, most of them ain’t a lot better off.

I’m always puzzled and amazed, when my creative friends get stars in thier eyes about how much they can sell to China. This is based PURELY off numbers, and has zero to do with ability to sell to a people who a) don’t respect copyright. So if your book should be a hit, they’ll steal it b) the majority of the population are illiterate, dirt poor peasants living in conditions that would make our ancestors three hundred years ago BLUSH.

And the idiots who want to put Bad Finger and Commie LaWhorish in charge want to submit us to that corrupt, and frankly more than mildly insane culture.

And the ones who aren’t aware of how bad that culture is, or that this is the ultimate goal of the humanity-hating party, are still idiots who refuse to or are incapable of thinking, because they want more and more centralization of power into the federal government, in a continent-spanning nation.

Let alone the fact I never understood the rationale of why people think that if you can’t trust individuals, you can trust local government, and if you can’t trust local government, you can trust the feds, it is stupid to expect a nation as large and as complex as ours to be run from a central point, and by people who frankly all belong to a class, educated in a handful of schools, most of them in the East (and a few in California) and from an economic strata so far removed from need, want or real work that most of the country is opaque to them.

To put it another way, and something that should be obvious in the wake of the flaming covidiocy, is that people who have no clue where money comes from, and who could stop working tomorrow and still live better than 90% of the world, have no business being able to tell us how we are to earn a living, or in which manner we are to live our daily lives. Because they don’t know. They have no clue. And those of them who know and have a clue, are so distanced from human beings, that they have no clue that it is a bad thing to destroy the economy in this country. According to their redistributionist beliefs, they think it will mean that the wealth gets redistributed to other countries, not that everyone will become poorer and, because we produce most of the food in the world, people will starve to death.

That’s a big issue and again the result of our “government” people coming from a handful oof universities who are in possession (or possessed by) a millenialist cult.

But more important, or at least as important is the fact that our government, with its binding bureaucracy (but really most governments, anywhere) doesn’t know anything about the rest of the country.

You know all those facts and statistics they “collect?” 90% of them are wrong and the rest are misapplied. Anyone who has worked — even peripherally — for government, in those places that collect data know that the ruling deities are “I don’t know” “not my fault” and “Cover your ass.”

This means the data collected is often wrong, the reason for disasters obscured, and fault passed all around.

The way we collect death data is fairly representative of the way we collect EVERYTHING.

So, not only is a centralized government a powerful and insane giant lurching around, but it’s a powerful and insane and BLIND giant lurching around.

People who want more of that have a death wish. And the scary part of it is they won’t even get that. They will get lingering poverty and slavery. And then every thousand years, history will get destroyed so people don’t catch on to the con game. Which is how China has done it.

And here we are, fighting against a process that started before we were born (if you look at it a certain way millennia before we were born) and trying to reverse the power structure so most of it rests on the shoulders of the individuals who will suffer the consequences if they choose wrong.

It’s impossible!

Meh. We’ve done the impossible at least once before, otherwise this country wouldn’t exist. Heck, I, myself, am if not impossible fairly improbable. Think about it. What are the chances of someone born to a non-English speaking family and only learning English in her middle teens ending up writing fiction for a living in English? And what are the chances given when and where I was born, that I would join the people of Liberty?

More importantly, though it might be survivor bias, I can tell you, both in my life and the American revolution where many times that one chance in a million came through.

Impossible only betrays a lack of imagination.

We fight. We fight on. And we fight in every way possible, and in the way most advantageous at that time. Because the alternative is literally unthinkable.

Let’s achieve the impossible, ladies and gentlemen and uncouth sons of b*tches and those who aren’t ladies at all. Let’s fight for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

And for America. Semper America.

The land of the free and the home of the brave will be so. And government that rests on the power of every individual to tell government “none of your beeswax” shall not perish from this world.

Because we say so. And we’re fairly impossible, ourselves.

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FROM FIONA GREY: Paladin’s Sword: Professor Porter Book 1 (Professor Porter Paranormals)

Dr. June Porter is headed for New Hampshire as a professor, brand-new PhD in hand. The last thing she wants in her new life is more magic, so of course that’s exactly what she finds. Magic, and a mysterious Irishman with emerald eyes. But there’s little time for dalliance when historical artifacts begin taking a life of their own and threaten the campus. Can June reclaim her magic, protect her students – and keep her job?
Dr. June Porter is headed for New Hampshire as a professor, brand-new PhD in hand. The last thing she wants in her new life is more magic, so of course that’s exactly what she finds. Magic, and a mysterious Irishman with emerald eyes. But there’s little time for dalliance when historical artifacts begin taking a life of their own and threaten the campus. Can June reclaim her magic, protect her students – and keep her job?

FROM MARY CATELLI: The Turtle in the Sea of Sand.

“The sea of sand touched many shores — the meanest beggar’s brat knew that — and many sands drifted up from them, but Persinette always maintained that black sand meant death, and mingled with red, a bloody death.”

Kyre still had to work for his living. Even it meant taking a job from a wizard. . . .

FROM H. PETIT: Eden Will Be Destroyed!: A Very Short Story That Explains A Whole Lot

The Bible tells us mankind originally lived in the Garden of Eden until the Serpent tempted Eve who led Adam astray and they were all cast out to suffer and toil in the dirt. But what if that version wasn’t strictly accurate? What if the true story was distorted through generations of oral history, then edited by dead white men employed by an imperialistic dictator with a history of failed relationships and an unhealthy fear of snakes? Wonder no longer. Herewith, the true story of the Fall of Mankind and the Loss of Eden. Well, sort of.

FROM PAM UPHOFF: Double Dragon

Lieutenant Scarlet Magana was trained as ship’s crew, but it’s a good thing she also had dirt-side scouting training . . .

A distant planet. A damaged hyperspace colony ship. Lieutenant Magana and the rest of the crew discover that not only are they not the first arrivals . . . they may well be the third.

And then there are the dragons . . . and a serial killer.

FROM J. L. CURTIS: April Fool

Sean ‘Mac’ McCampbell just wants to keep his head down, avoid the riots, and finish his Linguistics PhD before his GI Bill runs out. But when the professors are promoting insurrection and the cops won’t contain the violence, Mac finds trouble won’t leave the people and places he loves alone.

Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike.

So what’s a vignette? You might know them as flash fiction, or even just sketches. We will provide a prompt each Sunday that you can use directly (including it in your work) or just as an inspiration. You, in turn, will write about 50 words (yes, we are going for short shorts! Not even a Drabble 100 words, just half that!). Then post it! For an additional challenge, you can aim to make it exactly 50 words, if you like.

We recommend that if you have an original vignette, you post that as a new reply. If you are commenting on someone’s vignette, then post that as a reply to the vignette. Comments — this is writing practice, so comments should be aimed at helping someone be a better writer, not at crushing them. And since these are likely to be drafts, don’t jump up and down too hard on typos and grammar.

If you have questions, feel free to ask.

Your writing prompt this week is: Loud