Monthly Archives: March 2016

A Conversation with Dunce Cap

My wife seems to enjoy irritating leftists on Facebook and her latest exchange gave me fodder for this post. Now, my wife, (we’ll call her Mme LaQroix) can defend herself where leftists are concerned and I have no intention of doing that here. I want to use this as an example… a warning to those who believe that leftists and Social Justice Whiners are, on the whole, capable of rational discussion.

First, some background info. In a post about Donald Trump, the rapefugee refugee crisis was brought up. Mme LaQroix said something about how the refugees are killing and raping the people of the countries they are invading, that many terrorist activities are being conducted by these refugees and that they are not loyal to their host countries.These are all statements of fact, by the way… remember that. Now one idiot had this reply:


Clearly this guy was afraid Mme LaQroix would think him intelligent so he made sure to shove his dunce cap into her face. We’ll call him Dunce Cap for this. In addition, this reply was a red flag that further conversation would kill brain cells, but Mme LaQroix has a strong stomach for this sort of thing. She kindly reminded Dunce Cap that her statements were not opinions, they were statements of fact. Now her facts could be wrong or they could be right, but they were not opinion. Dunce Cap was clearly oblivious to such a simple fact.

Now, whether this next person jumped in to help steer Dunce Cap in the right direction, I’ll never know. But she came in anyway and asked for sources because she wanted to know where Mme LaQroix got her facts from. Normally this would be a reasonable request, but we are dealing with bottom-tier leftists here. Mme. LaQroix, bless her heart, then replied with a list of news articles backing up her statements including one article stating that Swedish police have dealt with over 5000 incidents involving refugees. Here is Dunce Cap’s retort:


Oh look at that, we have the standard bad-apple defense. These incidents do not reflect on all the rapefugees; we’re only talking about a few bad apples. And of course, I have to note the typical resort to sarcasm that leftist idiots are so fond of. If all else fails, just use sarcasm, that will save your hide. This is why the requests for sources or further information is a red herring. These leftists don’t really care for your source. They are simply setting you up for the bad-apple defense. No matter how many sources, incidents or events you manage to cite, they will respond with the usual “You stereotype the entire group for the acts of a few individuals”. Never mind that these incidents involve far more than a few “bad apples”. Cologne, anyone? I wonder what Dunce Cap would say if these rapes, assaults and murders were committed by young, white men. Ha ha, just kidding. I don’t wonder; I know what the reaction would be…


Sadly, Dunce Cap never got around to answering the one question Mme LaQroix posed. I’ll ask it here as well. How many people should the rapefugees rape and/or murder before you leftists, feminists, and social justice whiners begin to notice?

I Raise You One Perpetua

We are in the middle of an invasion… no, not that one. I’m talking about the “strong, independent female” cliche. Of course, we have the screeches of feminist harpies to thank for this. Now by strong, I’m referring to the female that takes no crap from anyone and beats up male thugs far larger than her… all while wearing high heels and looking fabulous. Furthermore, she will constantly remind the audience just how little she needs men. After all, men can only hold back our feisty heroine. Oh and don’t forget, these females cannot be vulnerable or genuinely feminine in any way…and God forbid you try using rape as a way to show vulnerability.

This ties in to what happened prior to the launch of  the 2013 video game, Tomb Raider. Before release, the social justice whiners had a field day when one developer said that the studio decided to make Lara Croft (the protagonist of the game) a bit more vulnerable because then players “would want to protect her”. In addition, the game features a scene where Lara faces the threat of rape. She’s not actually raped, there’s just a threat of it. As usual, feminist harpies shrieked themselves hoarse because this strong, independent female what, you know, any young woman would face on an island crawling with male savages. However, we see the lavish praise  feminists gave Star Wars because the female protagonist is the “feminist hero we’ve all been waiting for“. Of course, feminists aren’t content with simply creating new strong female characters. They have to take a movie that featured male characters and give it a sex-change.

Then again, this isn’t surprising as the average feminist seems to think that women are only worth anything when they are aping the behaviors of men. Women that exihibit true feminine strength are anathema. So, to all the feminist harpies out there, let me say that I see your Rey and Ghostbusters cast and raise you one St. Perpetua.

Vibia Perpetua lived in Carthage during the reign of the Roman Emperor Septimus Severus. A noblewoman and the daughter of a Christian mother and pagan father, she was arrested and imprisoned for being a Christian. At the time, the ancient Romans believed their fortune to be tied up with the favor of the gods. Displeased gods could visit destruction upon Rome faster than you can say “Jesus Saves”. Because of this belief, Christians were sometimes considered enemies of the state and a threat to the empire because of their peculiar loyalty to one god only.

Perpetua, also the mother of a baby boy, converted to Christianity much to the displeasure of her father. Sometime after, she was arrested and imprisoned for her faith. While in prison, it is said that the separation from her baby boy haunted her more than anything else. Fortunately, she was later allowed to have the baby brought into prison for nursing. Meanwhile, Perpetua’s father was frantic with worry. He would visit and plead with Perpetua to deny her faith. With tears in his eyes, he would kiss her hands and throw himself at her feet. He was getting old and this is how she repaid him? He begged her to think of her family, her honor, and himself. Other times he visit her with her baby boy in his hands and beg her to recant, to think of her baby boy. What kind of mother would leave her only son.

One day, her father came in and again begged her to apostatize. Ever the saint, Perpetua looked her father in the eyes and pointed to to a water jug.”See that pot lying there? Can you call it by any other name than what it is,?” She asked. Her father said, “Of course not!” Perpetua then responded, “Neither can I call myself by any other name than what I am — a Christian”. This so infuriated her father and that he began to attack her. Luckily the guards came and separated them.

When Perpetua was taken before a judge for trial, her father came to see her again with the baby boy in his hands. He pleaded her her and the judge. This time he must have caused a scene, because we are told that the guards took Perpetua’s father and beat him in front of her. Seeing her father beaten like this, Perpetua still refused to back down. Even the judge took pity on her and tried to change her mind reminding her that she had a baby boy dependent on her, but Perpetua remained steadfast. She was sentenced to be thrown to the wild animals in the arena.


The Death of St. Perpetua

When the day of her death finally came, Perpetua watched as her friends were torn apart by leopards, bears and wild boars. In addition, the women were forced to strip and face a rabid cow. Perpetua was finally wounded but did not die. At this point, the crowd began to get impatient and called for Perpetua and others who still lived to be put to death. Tradition has it that the young man who was ordered to execute Perpetua was so nervous that he couldn’t give Perpetua the killing blow because his hands shook too much. And so, Perpetua took hold of the man’s hands and showed him where to deliver the blow. And that is how Vibia Perpetua was martyred for her faith. Gentle, courageous and defiantly graceful to the very end.

Now, despite what the decadent culture around us may say, one Vibia Perpetua is worth a thousand Reys. A woman that can face ridicule, abuse and even death with the gentleness, courage and perseverance of Perpetua has far more strength than the female character who can fight toe-to-toe with male thugs.