Thomas Wictor

Archive for the ‘Mighty Thoughts’ Category

This is why I own guns

I never owned guns until 2006. Now I have four, and I intend to buy two more. Currently I have three revolvers and one semiautomatic carbine. At some point I’ll purchase a 12-gauge shotgun and a Springfield Armory M1A SOCOM 16. The reason I don’t have a semiautomatic rifle now is that the bullets could…

 

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Insanity and Jew-hate go together like peas and carrots

I’ve learned a lot over the past eight months. When this period of my life is over, and I return to my monkish existence, I’ll reflect on the fact that Jew-hate is easily the most virulent form of insanity I’ve ever encountered. Dumb insanity Today on Twitter a Syrian was jabbering about “greasy Yids.” What…

 

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The lost art of disagreeing

When I wrote my post debunking the Islamic State propaganda film Healing the Believers’ Chests, I had two goals: to show that Lieutenant Moath Youssef al-Kasasbeh didn’t suffer the hideous death depicted, and to undermine the terrorists’ ability to recruit new members. I didn’t anticipate that so many people are personally and emotionally invested in the…

 

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Not a real post tonight

This isn’t a real post. I’m filling the empty spot for January 28, 2015, which will keep the Google Web crawlers happy. Tomorrow I’ll be doing many things I hate. Getting up at dawn (hate it). Being driven into Los Angeles (hate it). Going by freeway (hate it). In rush hour (hate it). Being interviewed…

 

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My visit to a Nazi death camp

On January 27, 1945, the 322nd Rifle Division of the Soviet Army liberated Auschwitz, a gulag of forty-eight Nazi extermination camps in southern Poland. In 2005 the United Nations designated January 27 International Holocaust Remembrance Day. The Israelis don’t commemorate the Holocaust on January 27. Instead, they have Yom HaShoah on the 27th day of…

 

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Romance, rescue, and revenge

As far back as I can remember, I’ve been deeply affected by tales of romance, rescue, and revenge. It’s not a mystery why: We yearn for that which eludes us. I experienced true romance just once. It was only three years, and it ended more than two decades ago, but it still visits me in…

 

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If you kill enough of them

One of my heroes is General Curtis LeMay, United States Air Force. He’s more than a hero, actually: He’s a role model. When asked how to win against a determined, ruthless enemy, LeMay said, “If you kill enough of them, they stop fighting.” I believe we’re starting to see the fruits of that approach in…

 

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The church of the poisoned mind

Before I began writing blog posts defending Israel, I had no contact with Jew-haters. Now, Jew-haters contact me. All the time. Because of their own words, I’ve come to believe that all opposition to Israel is based on Jew-hate. I didn’t think that before June of 2014. These people belong to the church of the…

 

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Leitmotifs

I must apologize for not keeping up on the e-mail correspondence and Facebook postings. This is a very difficult time for me, and it’s all because of a cat! Actually, Brother Cat is just symbolic of the leitmotifs that have defined me. A lot more is going on, but the damn cat is at the…

 

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I live in a portal to hell

After twenty years here, I can say without fear of contradiction that my city is a portal to hell. There’s always hip-hop music playing (Doom! Doom-doom! Doom! Doom-doom!), car alarms going off, cars crashing, fireworks exploding, dogs barking, and people shouting unintelligible phrases over over. “Byoo drawer deh! Byoo drawer deh! Byoo drawer deh! Byoo…

 

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