Adam Piggott

Gentleman adventurer

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It’s time for foreigners to go home.

During the Q&A session of my talk at the XYZ Conference the other week, I encountered a panelist by the name of Stefanos. Stefanos is a member of the Greek Orthodox Church in Australia, and from what I understood his parents were Greek immigrants to Australia. Thus, under the auspices of civic nationalism, Stefanos considers himself to be Australian.

Why not? He was born in Australia, he grew up in Australia, he even speaks with a sort of Australian accent. Ipso facto, he must be Australian.

During the Q&A session he asked me what he could do to help further the cause of Australian nationalism. With total sincerity I replied that the very best thing he could do would be to go back to Greece and help defend his native country from the waves of invaders that are even now breaking against its scattered hundreds of islands.

This didn’t go down too well.

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The regional property con.

A few weeks ago I noticed an obviously coordinated series of articles across major Australian media sites. The articles were extolling the glorious virtues of buying property in Australian regional centers. Apparently, moving to the quasi-country is the new thing to do. Those crowded cities are just plain boring and unattractive, not to mention the hideously overpriced property values.

Nothing like a good media beat up to create even more overpriced property values. It’s also directly tied into the financial markets. They’re worried that the property bubble bursting will affect their liquidity, so they’re trying to spread around the pain. Ease the great hammer blow which is coming and which cannot be avoided.

Let’s face it, the only reason that Australia’s conservative prime minister is so desperate to grant citizenship to anyone from Hong Kong with a pulse is one last ditch effort to delay the inevitable property meltdown. Not on my watch, Mildred!

So I thought it was all pretty clear cut. Until I started seeing the same sort of articles popping up in the USA.

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Podcast #148 – The search for truth episode.

Young men often ask me how to become a man. With no real initiation rites today, the best advice that I can give young men is to dedicate yourself to searching for the truth.

The Friday hawt chicks & links – The tribal edition.

The Friday hawt chicks & links returns, and after a week where the old blog was in hiatus, at least for a few days. Every now and then you need a bit of time away to recharge the batteries of humorous outrage. I could have written things this week. I could have said stuff. But I didn’t feel like it. I didn’t have the urge. I did other stuff. Uninteresting stuff. Mostly I did some thinking, away from the keyboard. Collecting my thoughts for future furious intellectual rampages. I also read some books. I have a lot of reading to catch up on, and a bunch of books which I promised writers that I would review and which have been languishing in literature purgatory. So I’m getting to it, fellas. I’m getting to it.

Heaven help my own writing. It seems that I have a choice – write on the blog or write books. I can’t really do both it seems. I got a lot of good feedback from my talk and the Q&A that I did last week. But I am one for reading material, not sitting and watching it. I like active over passive. So I expect most people who follow me are the same. It’s a tricky one. Perhaps I just need to be more disciplined. 500 words a day and that sort of thing. But you try writing 500 words after a 5am start and its 12 hours later and you’re pretty tired. And then write an article on top of that. Sheesh.

Because you can’t just write an article. There has to be some forethought, some research. And that all takes time. Like the hawt chicks & links. So now it’s early Saturday morning and here I am, banging away at the keyboard for you all. But so what? I chose to do this. You didn’t come around demanding it. And I am the sort of person that goes insane if I can’t say my bit. And I want to say my bit in my way without anyone else telling me what to do. Hence, the blog.

I’ve heard that blogging is out of fashion. Ho hum. So what is in fashion? Tik Tok? No, thank you. I’ll give that a big fat pass. Let the kids run around like morons with that sort of rubbish. Here at the hawt chicks & links we like to pass ourselves off as intellectuals. When the left wins power the intellectuals are always the first that go up against the wall. Including their own. Can’t have anyone with half a brain undermining the glorious revolution, can we now.

I couldn’t think of a better place to be. So, with that under our belt, let’s get on with it.

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Stand up for what you believe in.

The gutted remains of the F1 season began in Austria this weekend. As predicted by many, the sport used this occasion to rub itself in infamy as it kowtowed to the latest Marxist craze; the guilt-tripping, white hating, exploitative extortion racket that is BLM. This was led by the sport’s one and only half black star, a man who has had every possible advantage since the beginning of his career. Many of those advantages were enjoyed by him alone. The motivation for those unique advantages we will simply leave to the mysterious four winds as it is impossible to pin down exactly why Lewis Hamilton got pushed to the front at every step on his journey to F1 stardom and impossible riches. It’s a mystery.

The drivers took a knee on the start line. Well, not all the drivers. Six drivers refused to participate in the posturing. For now, they still have the option to choose. If epic bully Hamilton has his way, however, they won’t have that choice for very long.

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Just a short one.

No hawt chicks & links this week. I simply have not had the time with the preparation that I put into my talk at the XYZ conference. But I am working on a few pieces as a result of the Q&A discussion that followed the talk.

Other than that, happy July 4th over there across the pond. Normal service will resume tomorrow.

My speech on Christianity at the XYZ Nationalist convention.

Today I presented my 1 hour talk on the subject of Christianity for the XYZ Australian Nationalist convention.

The Q&A got quite heated. Viewer discretion is advised. Popcorn should be prepared. And it’s quite possible that you’re too short for this ride, you will get offended, and I will not care.

Link to Believe by Giuseppe Filotto mentioned in the talk.

Milo is your own personal humiliation.

Last night I came across a small thread on Gab concerning Milo Yiannopoulos. It seems that court documents in the Charlottesville case reveal that Milo has apparently been giving information to Antifa. The full court document is here. Milo’s defenders have declared that this is simply an elaborate troll on his part against the FBI. So who to believe: is he one of us or one of them?

And more importantly, who is them?

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Fuck off, greenie shit, and give us the money back.

A professional climate alarmist has recanted his 30 years of misleading the world over the massive fraud that is climate change.

I became an environmentalist at 16 when I threw a fundraiser for Rainforest Action Network. At 27 I helped save the last unprotected ancient redwoods in California. In my 30s I advocated renewables and successfully helped persuade the Obama administration to ­invest $US90bn into them. Over the past few years I helped save enough nuclear plants from being replaced by fossil fuels to prevent a sharp increase in emissions.

But until last year, I mostly avoided speaking out against the climate scare. Partly that’s because I was embarrassed. After all, I am as guilty of alarmism as any other environmentalist. For years, I ­referred to climate change as an “existential” threat to human civilisation, and called it a “crisis”.

But mostly I was scared. I remained quiet about the climate disinformation campaign because I was afraid of losing friends and funding.

Sounds great, doesn’t it? Here he is debunking all of the bullshit that we have been debunking and ridiculing for, oh gee, I don’t know, a few decades now. But that’s okay, this clown has changed his tune.

Except he’s doing it by selling a book. Of course he is.

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Gotta sell the black Merc.

Today comes the news that Mercedes is to run an all black livery for what remains of the miserable 2020 F1 season. Mercedes has the only blackish driver in the competition but obviously that is not enough. Poor Lewis Hamilton is so hard done by that he needs to feel better about his heritage by making the entire F1 audience feel badly about theirs.

Mercedes has a habit of getting with the times when it suits them.

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