ANYONE WHO ventures beyond the regressive, internet dumps of Huffpost, Salon, Slate, Politico, etc., has grown accustomed to seeing left-wing lunatics blubbering over the Brave New World of Donald J. Trump.
These people, who are known as snowflakes due to their propensity to melt down, are hilarious to watch.
Here’s one from yesterday. Enjoy!
I imagine that after regaining a measure of composure, this young alleged woman stood up to bust more car windows in the name of LGTBPDQ Rights and “Free Palestine!”
WHEN I MOVED from the state capitol to this pueblo on the mountaintop over 16 years ago you could count the number of Gringos here on the hands of four people.
There were oddballs and misfits among them, a lunatic or two, probably even some crooks on the lam. My arrival brought normality and intelligence into the mix.
Flash forward to today, and the Gringo population — I’m including Canucks — has increased 10-fold.
And they’re becoming more humdrum people. I haven’t heard of anybody being extradited in years.
Alas, they seem mostly to be a left-wing lot, which appears to be the norm for northerners who move over the Rio Bravo. Conservatives stay above the border, mostly.
There are two Yahoo forums that service our area. One is called Michoacán Net and the other is Morelia Connect. The latter is the older, but the former is the more populated.
Michoacán Net is full of left-wingers, and Morelia Connect is more convivial for conservatives. Michoacán Net says “no politics,” but if you phrase a left-wing issue just right, it’s fine and dandy. Not so for conservative issues.
About 10 days before the U.S. presidential election, someone announced on Michoacán Net an election night celebration. There was no mention of the candidates, but you knew who they thought they would be celebrating.
Election night came and went, and there’s been no more mention of that fiesta. Maybe they threw a wake.
One odd thing about the Gringos here is that they circulate downtown almost entirely in the mornings. My schedule is just the opposite. I’m rarely downtown in the mornings, but I’m there most every afternoon.
So I rarely see them. I think in the afternoons they are back at their adobe homes, soused on tequila and ready for their nappies.
I, on the other hand, am sitting at a sidewalk table with a café Americano negro, reading my Kindle and watching beautiful Latinas walk by.
I HAVE A Facebook page under a fake name. I use it almost exclusively to leave comments on news sites. Many news sites only accept comments via Facebook.
I have 11 friends there. One is a dog. Three are restaurants. The rest are good people, buena gente, as we say en español.
Until this week, I also had a Twitter account. I use Facebook rarely, and I used Twitter almost never. Facebook and Twitter are egregiously left-wing. They police their memberships like the Obama IRS harasses conservatives.
Just recently a Twitter alternative came online. It embraces free speech, so I opened an account there and zapped my Twitter. The new site is called Gab.
It’s in Beta, and you must get in line to open your account, but it doesn’t take long. I put in my request, and three days later, I had it. The look is very similar to Twitter but cleaner.
And you won’t get kicked out if you’re a conservative.
There are no jackboots.
Join up and say hi. I go by Felipe Zapata there. I was directed to Gab by the Dangerous Faggot — his term, not mine — Milo Yiannopoulos.