Adam Piggott

You can never win an argument against a leftie but what you can do is win over the people who are listening on the sidelines and are uncommitted. The trick to this is to use logic and facts to beat your opponent into submission and then finish off with a rhetorical shiv. To succeed in this you need to get out there and practice. Take on your opponents without fear of being beaten. If they do beat you in an argument then you will have plenty to learn from for next time. You don’t get skilled at this stuff by sitting at home and yelling at the internet.

The other weapon that you need is a good amount of those pesky facts to smash them with. One of the favored myths propagated by the left, and I might even say their most favored, is this idea of patriarchy. Specifically, white male advantage or privilege as they refer to it. Courtesy of the good Chateau I discovered a marvelous rebuttal to this core leftist policy.

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Another week, another Friday, another hawt chick. How many hawt chicks can there be? Answer – a lot. If you’re a hawt chick reading this then maybe that makes you not very special at all. Who are we kidding? You’re special because there are a lot more men who want to interact with hawt chicks than there are hawt chicks. Take me as a case in point. I post a weekly hawt chick. I don’t post a weekly fat chick eating at Wendy’s. Maybe there’s an audience for that but I don’t want to find out. I don’t care about my audience that much. I care about me.

Onto the links. And the hawt chick. Not eating at Wendy’s.

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A number of my acquaintances have expressed some measure of perplexity at my decision to move to Europe at this point in time. As one said to me last night, “you sure will be at the pointy end of events going down in Europe.” He meant that by way of stating that I am either brave or foolish but probably an unbalanced mix of both.

I don’t think my decision is anything of the sort. If anything it is strategic. The common assumption is that Europe is going to the doghouse while Australia will continue its relative calm and prosperity down here in this isolated corner of the globe. This assumption is so common amongst the right and the alt-right here in Australia that it is never commented upon. It is taken as gospel truth.

Well let me do a spot of gospel dispelling for you all.

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Looky here all you rambunctious delcons and deplorables. You think that you’re all thinking for yourselves when in actual fact you’re carrying around a chain of mental strangulation that’s heavier than a semi-truck laden with fat chicks on their way to a concrete eating competition. It’s my job, nay, it’s my public service to point this out to you whenever the opportunity arises. Your role is to take it on the chin, get back up off the canvas, and consider whatever it is that I am on about. Not what I am on. There’s a difference. Capisci?

Okay. So the other day I wrote a wee little post on the lunacy of bicycle helmet laws. The post got some open discussion which was nice as usually it’s either, “Adam, you are the shit!” or “Adam, you are shit!” (Nobody commented on my old awesome bike. Almost blew my brains out over that one). Regular commenter Lady Moonlight was a touch confused at my stance against this onerous law.

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Recently I have had the pleasure of getting to know a recently retired member of the Australian Special Air Service regiment. He has written the following poem about ANZAC day which is today in Australia. It is my pleasure to share it with you. My thanks to the talented poet who wishes to remain anonymous.

DAWN SERVICE TWILIGHT.

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I was a mad keen cyclist as a teenager. This was back in the late eighties when there was no such thing as horrible middle aged white dudes riding around on bikes costing ten grand while wearing lycra. They were all off playing golf. Cycling was not a thing and that is why I did it. My dad gave me $1500 for my 18th birthday, a good whack of cash back in those days.

I spent it all on a bike. A Repco Vertex Time Trial. Here’s a photo of one that a guy recently restored:

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So you wanna save the planet, huh? Your teachers at school kept drilling into your play-dough brain the idea that you have the capacity to save the world even though you can barely summon the mental energy to tie your own shoelaces in the morning. It’s a handy excuse to achieve nothing in your life I reckon. Throw all of your worthless inactivity under the collective banner of “saving the planet”.

Haven’t got a job? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. Halfway to retirement and not a penny saved in the bank, (in fact, you’re still overloaded with your student loans for your puppetry degree)? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. Had a bunch of kids out of wedlock with four different fathers? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. Your hair is dyed blue? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. You walk around wearing a pink vagina hat and you’re a dude? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. You’re a scientific fraud and a parasite on the public purse? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. You think somehow that gay marriage and science are intertwined? It’s okay I’m SAVING THE PLANET. You gave your kids names like “Soda Pop” and “Petal Blossom Rainbow”? It’s okay …

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Regular commenter Mark T commented on my post yesterday on the changes to the 457 visas in Australia.

If foreign immigrants are being employed as taxi drivers, service station attendants, hospitality workers, and hairdressers; then it’s generally because they are doing the job better than what locals could, or for a wage lower than what locals would accept. It’s a well known truism amongst NZ private sector employers that for certain jobs (particularly those requiring hard physical work), the work ethic and trustworthiness of foreigners is generally far superior to what you get from Kiwis – if you can even find a Kiwi even wanting to take the job. Their presence benefits not only the employer but the economy generally.

Before I could respond another regular commenter Mr Black chimed in with his take.

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Before I begin this post I would like to thank the local Waranaijaiajia tribe who are the traditional owners of the land upon which this computer hard drive officially stands, next to a small pile of VB beer cans, a load of cardboard, some four by twos, and a tin thunder-box. I might have made that tribal name up, but then again we’re good at making up stuff for the aborigines. Like “welcome to country” ceremonies, dot paintings, aboriginal flags, and assorted mutant messages from down-under.

The big news here in Australia this week has been the government’s announced crackdown of the exploitation of the 457 visa program. Quite simply, it’s been rorted into the ground by hordes of sub-continental types. The visa program was intended for employers to source foreign workers if jobs could not be filled by Australians due to a lack of technical expertise. Surprise, surprise, but it now emerges that taxi drivers, service station attendants, hospitality workers, and hairdressers are amongst the occupations that have been filled with barely literate peasants from India, amongst other places.

A year on this visa and they could apply for permanent residency which hundreds of thousands have already done. We have filled our country with people who come from low trust societies, the effect of which is to gradually transform our own society from one that was high trust to one that is not so high anymore. One of the crucial distinctions between successful and unsuccessful cultures is the level of trust. High trust cultures flourish while low trust cultures remain backward shitholes. The city of Melbourne alone receives 100,000 new arrivals every year. We do not need these people. Our roads are full to overflowing, our infrastructure is falling apart, our housing prices are through the roof, and yet they continue to bring them in.

Enough lamentations already. On with this week’s links and hawtness.

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Those that do not value themselves will not be valued by others.  The American Interest examines the deconstruction of the West.

Today, in the wake of decades of group identity politics and the attendant deconstruction of our heritage through academia, the media, and popular culture, this conviction in the uniqueness of the West is only a pale shadow of what it was a mere half century ago. It has been replaced by elite narratives substituting shame for pride and indifference to one’s own heritage for patriotism.

Vox Day examines the same article:

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