Hi! I’m Felipe, and I’m an addict

ALL TOGETHER NOW: Hi, Felipe!

Thank you. To cut straight to the chase, I’m an addict of YouTube. This is a relatively new addiction that only began in the last year. Before then, like so many others, I was a casual user, but now it’s affecting my life, a classic sign of addiction.

Before, I just smoked it. Now I inject it.

acastro_180403_1777_youtube_0001.0What makes YouTube so compelling is that it’s visual, and you can find virtually everything on the website. While the internet as a whole is the Library of the World, YouTube is the Library of the Visual World.

Want to watch last night’s Tucker Carlson show? Want to watch everyday people walking the streets of London in 1901? With original sound?

Want to watch Hermann Göring in full Nazi regalia, including a swagger stick, shortly after being captured and strolling a sidewalk on a sunny afternoon in Germany and chatting amiably with a U.S. Army officer?

A young Tom Cruise channeling Bob Seegar in Risky Business? Or the real answer to why there is no Palestinian state? Scientists explaining why there is no cause for climate alarmism? Jesse Pinkman’s first shot of heroin in Breaking Bad? (The best drug depiction I’ve ever seen.) Or Jax Teller’s death ride in Sons of Anarchy?

Concerts, travel, history, it’s all there to see in color or black & white.

I’m glued to my desk, which is why I’m here today. I need help! I suppose the first step is to find a sponsor. Who will hold my hand?

Sadly, YouTube is owned by Google, a thuggish arm of the political left. Dodging anything related to Google, Facebook, Twitter, etc., is an endless goal of mine on general principles. But my addiction has kept me hooked on YouTube. Addictions do that.

Ask Jesse Pinkman.

Let’s look at browsers. Google’s Chrome is the world’s most popular browser, and there is a reason for that. It is very, very good. But the principled among us know it should be avoided. Doing so can be darn difficult.

Over the past few years, I’ve tried scads of alternatives. Firefox (not much better if you want to dodge the thuggish left), Opera, Vivaldi, Edge (meh), Yandex, Maxthon, Comodo Dragon, Comodo IceDragon, SeaMonkey, Avant, Midori, Puffin, Pale Moon, even Dissenter.

They work to varying degrees. Sometimes they work fine, and then they don’t. None work as well as Chrome. However, recently I found this:

Brave: a better mousetrap

Brave was born in 2015, the brainchild of Brandon Eich, one of the founders of Mozilla (Firefox). In 2014, he was the CEO of Mozilla, and then he did something politically incorrect. He let it be known he opposes gay marriage.* Oh, dear!

Adiós, Eich! Don’t let the door smack you on your way out, you Nazi homophobe. And we don’t want to hear any of your mea culpas! Will people never learn apologizing to the left not only does not work, it is counterproductive? It digs your hole deeper.

New ImageFirefox’s loss was our gain. He co-founded Brave. I tried Brave a couple of years ago, and found it lame, not ready for prime time, and it wasn’t. I never returned till a few weeks ago, and what a surprise. It’s Chrome-like, and you can use Chrome extensions. It’s also easy to import Chrome bookmarks, etc.

It’s very much like Chrome, but better. Better than Firefox too.

So, at least in this, I have freed myself from Google. One small step for a Gringo, one giant leap, yada, yada. Brave rightly brags that it’s “safer, faster and ad-free.”

I remain hooked on YouTube, however. I need help! Sad.

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* So do I, by the way. Let’s stick to civil unions. All the legal rights but without the “marriage” word, which makes many people cringe. Just dodge the word.

Confessions of a Nazi

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Christmas 1996. That’s me seated, appropriately, on the far right.

BEING A FAN of President Trump automatically makes me a Nazi, a racist, yada-yada, according to many who vote these days for the Democrat Party. Many, but not all.

I put folks who still vote for Democrats* in one of two categories:

  1. Nasty people, a loud and sometimes violent minority.
  2. Well-meaning, naive people, the majority, calmer but out of touch.

I’m here to tell you a tale and, simultaneously, toot my own horn. Let us title what follows: Good Deeds by a Nazi. It will be fun.

In the late 1990s, I did volunteer work in Houston with two agencies. One was Meals on Wheels. Since I worked evenings at the newspaper, my days were free, so I delivered meals to the needy who, more often than not, were (egads!) black!

What was I thinking?

One in particular became my favorite, a 99-year-old woman who lived alone in a shotgun house in a ghetto abutting downtown. Even on days when I was not delivering her meal, I would sometimes stop by her house, and we would sit on the front porch a spell.

She enjoyed that a lot. She had virtually no visitors, having outlived all her friends, and her relatives were not worth warm spit.

At times I would buy her food on my own dime, and I’d wrap it in foil at her house, and put it into her freezer. Once the two of us went to a high-end seafood restaurant on the South Loop. It overwhelmed her, and most of her plate went home in a doggy bag.

I ate all mine, however. It was very good. I have a photo of her sitting in the passenger seat of my green Ford Ranger pickup on that very day. She dolled herself up for the occasion.

For her 100th birthday, I got a large number of my newspaper coworkers to send cards. Many included cash gifts. She received so many that she opened only a few. One wonders how much money she left in that pile of envelopes in her spare bedroom which was full of all manner of junk. She died soon after her 100th.

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Nazi Santa.

My other volunteer post was working at an agency that employed retarded people, oops, I mean mentally challenged. It gave them a purpose and maybe they earned some cash. I don’t remember.

What we did was cane chairs.

I was one of two or three normal people who did both caning — I had to learn — and supervising of the other people, the ones down a few steps on the ladder of mental acuity.

They were exceptionally nice people. Some were only slightly challenged. Others were severely disabled.

But they could all cane chairs.

We had a Christmas party in 1996, which is when the photo was shot at the top. The group includes both the retarded folks and the normal ones. I played Santa.

It was a good time, even for a Nazi.

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* I long did, but it was different back then.

(Note: One day, making my Meals on Wheels rounds, a guy ran a red light and creamed me in my Ford Ranger pickup. The truck was quite caved in on the driver’s side, but I was not hurt. The other driver was very contrite. A year after the accident, he phoned me and asked how everything had turned out, which I thought was very nice. Another of those damnable black people too! A Nazi can’t get a break.)

And then they came for me

IF YOU’RE PAYING attention to the nefarious stuff going on around you, you know that Silicon Valley leftists, which is to say 95 percent of Silicon Valley, a.k.a. Masters of the Universe, are doing everything possible to eliminate conservative voices.

They would use railway boxcars to the ovens were it possible. Since it is not possible just yet, they employ other dark tactics.

One method, and it’s very effective so far, is to make it impossible for conservatives to make a living online. Payment processors like PayPal and Patreon simply delete accounts of people they disagree with politically.

YouTube is fond of deleting channels, some of which are cash conduits, of conservatives. If you’re not particularly worked up about this because it does not affect you personally, I direct your attention to the famous poem by German pastor Martin Niemöller:

First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out —
     Because I was not a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out —
     Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out —
     Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me — and there was no one left to speak for me.

Niemöller was referring to the Nazis, who also silenced people with differing opinions.

Patreon recently deleted the account of popular YouTuber Sargon of Akkad, which is the nom de internet of a mild-mannered British conservative whose real name is Carl Benjamin, a move that has created quite a stir. Patreon may have gone one step too far with Benjamin.

Hippie singer and Patreon co-founder Jack Conte reacts to the extensive blowback from the Sargon censorship in the above video. Enjoy.

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(I addressed this attack on free speech by leftist Trump-loathers just recently with the post titled Gabbing for free speech.)

Flames of burning books

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Conservative websites are torched at a recent Democrat Party picnic in Silicon Valley.

THE LEFTISTS WHO control almost all of the internet are upping their game in the book-burning business.

It was racheted into high gear a few months ago when Alex Jones of InfoWars was virtually de-personed online. And just this week, the free-speech Twitter alternative Gab was erased — temporarily, they say, and one hopes — when its hosting provider dumped them with little warning.

The Christian news website LifeSite this week is also about to lose its hosting provider, and hundreds of conservative individuals and organizations were recently axed by Facebook. Twitter is no better.

Silicon Valley, a.k.a. the Masters of the Universe, is also going after pocketbooks. PayPal, credit card companies, online financing outfits like Patreon are ganging up to silence conservatives too, making it hard for them to earn a living.

If you fail to see the stark parallels between these activities and the physical book-burnings of 1930s Germany, then you live in La-La Land.

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(Note: If you maintain accounts at outfits like Facebook and Twitter, you are a collaborator. Sad. Freedom-loving alternatives exist and merit support.)