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Saturday, September 27, 2014

Keep Grazing

With Mid-Term elections coming up the veritable buffet of bullshit from the Left is shoved in my face on an hourly basis.  I know it's coming, I see it coming, and yet every election cycle I am consistently amazed with the unbelievable crap they actually believe to be true despite all universal evidence that they are wrong.  I have finally come to the conclusion that there is not one person among the Leftist Elite who believes the lies they tell.  However, with that said, there is a reason they keep spreading the lies. They do it to keep the ballot cattle complacent and grazing on the Liberal Plantation For Ballot Cattle.

Take my pet-peeve, for instance. Global Warming is the biggest hoax ever perpetrated upon a human populace, and despite all evidence and proof the data they used to sell this bowl of shit, the adherents screech and scream that the sky is falling.  The Chicken Littles cling to Global Warming like a Pentecostal missionary does their Bible, because for them they believe with a religious fervor.  And, what kills me and causes me to wake up laughing, is that these idiots go around as Evangelical Atheists and yet tell you that you have to accept Global Warming on faith because God alone knows they have no proof and have gone to great lengths to hide their data manipulation, and have even taken people who have called them out on their fraud to court on libel charges.  Yes, Michael Mann, you lying sack of shit, I am looking at you.

But the poor are told they have no right to the resources at their fingertips because it will harm the planet and perhaps make it nearly impossible for the Leftists to keep handing out their "freebies".  Keep grazing, cud chewer.

Any solution to any Leftist problem starts and ends with more government control of your life. Because you're too stupid to decide your own life.  How can total government control solve global warming (which doesn't exist in the first place)?  How can more government control solve the problem of racism?  Solve Poverty (Oh yeah, LBJs Great Society has worked SO WELL don't you think)?   More government control has ruined the Black Family in the US and elsewhere.  More government control has ruined morality and values all over the world.  More government has given us generations of people who have never held a job and wouldn't even know how to apply is handed an application. The only thing they know is filling out welfare forms and waiting for the free money, food and housing.  The ONLY thing that is asked of them, ever, is to pull the lever for the Leftist running for office to stay in office so they can keep on mouth breathing and watching Springer.  Keep grazing, Bossie.

The solution to the problem of blacks in the ghettos?  Legalize abortion and you will slaughter millions of them before they are born.  But that's not racist at all, is it Margaret Sanger?  Keep on grazing.

The solution to the problem of so many on welfare?  Workfare? Then you lose your benefits because the people on Welfare are so poorly educated and have no motivation they cannot make enough money to cover what they lose in welfare benefits.  Chew on some more cud, there.

The solution to black on black crime in the inner cities?  Take guns away from anyone, because that makes things so much safer, right Mayor Emanuel?  Keep on chewing, Bessie.

And the idiots who benefit from the largess of the Leftist believe the crap they're handed on nearly a daily basis because they want so badly to believe that by delegating their responsibility to care for themselves for these freebies is worth is, just so long as they don't have to think or provide for themselves.  Doubt me?  Look up Beast videos on YouTube.  The fact that none of those women are embarrassed about the absolute toilet their lives and their childrens lives are is a testament to allowing Liberals to control your life to the micro-level.  But, hey, keep on grazing.

Just remember, when you stick your head in the sand that it leaves your ass in the air, in a prime condition to be kicked, right up into the reality you were avoiding in the first place. 

Yes, by all means, keep grazing, ballot cattle.  Keep right on grazing.

Friday, September 26, 2014

No Immunity From Prosecution

ICYMI Eric Holder is resigning his office at the end of the year because he has it on good authority that one of the Supremes is retiring and Barry has promised him that seat.  Yeah, totally did not see that coming last week.

Eric Holder has so much to answer for as head of the Department of Justice, which, because of his tenure there, is now known as the Department of Injustice.  Fast and Furious just being the most egregious of his crimes committed while in public service.

Now, here's the thing, you should not be able to act above the law while holding office, then, once you're caught, you just resign and walk away scott free.  You don't get to hold your office like it's your personal fiefdom, beat the serfs, rob the treasury and kill anyone you like then walk away with no repercussions.

However, just like everything else in the elite progressive stratosphere, all of their public office holders practice on the "I'm immune from prosecution!" meme.  They use an idiotic international law to do this, and do this they have. A lot in the Obama administration.

If you want to see how they reacted when the first Hispanic USAG left office just take a look at my friend Don Surber's Blog.  Progressives hated Gonzales because he left their ballot cattle reservation.  They hated him because he was Hispanic and Republican.  Just like they despise black who have escaped the Plantation and are conservative.  Doubt me?  Look at anything said about Ben Carson or Alan West.  Check out Alfonzo Rachel's stuff over at PJTV for a proper schooling.  His early stuff is pure genius.

You should not get to act like a little God when you hold office and have to pay no price by simply walking away.  It's not right and it only adds to the resentment your general peon down here in the trenches feels every time we watch this crap.  No where else in life can you walk into a job, treat everyone like crap, do things that are outright illegal, then get to skate by just saying, "OK, I'll resign."  That's not right and it feeds the resentment of the populace and right now, we're at Insurrection levels of discontent.

I will say this right now, as soon as Holder walks out of his job at the DoJ and walks into the private sector, he loses his government funded security detail.  Vote from the rooftops was my first thought.  Honest to God, my first thought was, where is my sniper rifle.  I despise Holder that much.  However, calmer thoughts took over and I figure kidnapping him and handing him over to the families of those who died by his Fast and Furious arming of the Mexican Cartels.  Jungle Justice.  We all know the piece of shit would piss himself the second anyone mean mugged him.

As to who will replace Holder? Valerie Jarret.  She's Holder's ideological clone, and she might just pass Senate muster.  Perez at Labor might make it and hold their "He's our Messican" line of thought.  Whoever it will be, is just a place holder.  Another loyalty appointment might be Claire McCaskill.  I don't know, but my money is on Jarret.

Any and all of these guys will commit any number of crimes while in this office and just walk away by resigning their office.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Bully

One of my favorite songs by Shinedown (yes, I like Shinedown, sue me) is their song Bully, from their CD Amaryllis.


Forget the fact that Brent Smith is just about the hottest hottie in rock music today and listen to the lyrics.  They are not saying lay down and take it.  They are not telling victims to appease the Bully, they are saying, put a stop to it once and for all by stepping up to it.  Progressives don't get that because they are so busy bending over for anyone they feel is stronger than they are, that they really don't get standing up for yourself.  Really? Why else do you think they are all for repealing the 2nd Amendment?





Progressives are like Loki trying to free us from Freedom.  We have to be like the old man in the Stuttgart crowd and tell them, "There are always men like you!"  Because, let's face it, Bullies are as common as dirt and even easier to shake off your shoes, because at the very heart of it, they are weak, scared and easily faced down.

Progressives are bullies.  Doubt me?  How are we supposed to feel about the NFL or disciplining your child this week? If you think it's OK to spank your child and feel that our woes with youth today stem from non-spanking idiots, what exactly are you being told everywhere you look right now?

Feel Obama is a train wreck of an executive?  Racist.  Feel Congress and the Supreme Court are the perfect foil to Executive branch overreach?  Cretin Neanderthal.

Who calls names?  Bullies call names.  Who coerces?  Bullies coerce.  Who tries to make you do something you don't want to do, something you know is wrong by telling you it's not wrong?  That's right, bullies.

I've been bullied exactly twice in my life. Not because I'm such a bad ass, I can assure you of that. But both times I did exactly what my dad told me to do and I hit back.  Then, as I grew older I learned more stealthy ways to get back and bullies that left no bruises, no fingerprints, but plenty of damage nonetheless.  I've made it something of an avocation.

I don't like bullies.  It stems from my stubborn refusal to allow anyone to make me do what I don't want to do.  And, in my formative years, that included my parents insisting I muck out my bedroom.

Progressives are trying to tell me how to speak, what to think.  Homey don't play dat.  They are the true bullies and you see grown men who play a brutal game like football allowing them to  define their lives.  Grown men who watch football are allowing a bunch of feminized pansies to tell them how to be good husbands or fathers. Good according to the bullies.

So here is my message to the bullies.  Bring it on, bring it to me.  Because, and please, trust me on this, I will bring it to you and I will not be polite or even diplomatic in how I shove your own shit down your throat.

This message brought to you by an American woman who doesn't like the NFL and wishes she was not slapped in the face with it every 5 minutes by people who believe in No Score games.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Where I Am Today

Regret.

I don't do regret.  I never really have. Because everything that I have done has brought me to where I am today and made me the person who sits here writing this blog.  And, I will be perfectly honest, I like the person sitting here writing this blog today.

Don't get me wrong.  I regret loving carbs so much I am looking at having to lose 30 lbs.  Stuff like that is normal for the human condition.  But regretting lost love or missed opportunities and spending my life "what if"ing is a stupid way to spend your life.  I don't spend a whole lot of time looking back, despite the number of friends I still have from my school days.  It means I liked those people before any of us knew what we would be and I still like them and they still like me... Or tolerate me at any rate.

I could regret not studying as hard in school as I did.  But, I don't.  Because I was easily bored I was lead down paths I would never have even seen if I'd stuck my nose only where my instructors told me.  I do not regret my horrific marriage to the father of my four children.  Because it taught me to completely appreciate the man I met and married years after the divorce.  A man who appreciated the me I was then and loves the me I am now.  I got lucky, extremely lucky, and no matter how crazed he can make me in his absent-minded professor worst, I never forget that.

I could regret studying a field I was mildly interested in as a child, instead of following what I was truly interested in at college age.  However, my hobby has proved much more intensely satisfying on this side of the fence than if I was forced to publish or perish government sanctioned bullshit to prove their power grab due to "global warming".  Due to my spreading my curiosity out amongst all of the valid sciences I did not get pigeonholed into belief that peer review was something evil and unwanted.  I learned that questioning one's premise is a good form of a gut check.  In other words, I don't need others to validate me if I am being true to myself.

I could regret the years I spent at home with my kids, loss of career mobility and such.  I don't.  I missed so much as it was anyway, but when I did get to stay home and observe the little monkeys they were, it was rewarding.  It taught me that motherhood and keeping a home is more important than earning enough money to own a boat or go on European vacations.  How do I know this?  My daughter who is expecting my first grand-child and her husband have decided she will stay home and not warehouse their child in the petri dish of disease that is modern day care.  If my staying home and the loss of my income was such a horror, then she would have argued to work through her pregnancy and thereafter vehemently.  Some things are more important than money and creating a safe home where your children feel safe to think and speak their minds and learn is one of them.  The other is a comfortable pillow, but that's for another blog post.

I could regret not being politically active.  I know most of you think I am because of my outspoken view points, but I'm really not.  There are few candidates and ideas I've actively campaigned for other than to discuss them at a cocktail party.  However, as a child I watched the Watergate fiasco play out on nightly TV and decided early on that all politicians were crooks and liars, regardless of party affiliation.  As in most things we vote for, I voted for the less of two evils, which is still voting FOR evil.  And, once I did stick my toe in the political waters of my county I was utterly sickened.  Sickened to the point I will no longer consider either political party.

I don't want to spend my "golden" years looking back on stuff I should have done or wanted to do and didn't, so I do it.  I was 47 when I learned to ride a motorcycle, despite it being a life-long desire.  Now I want to learn to fly a plane.  I won't qualify to get a pilot's license because of my myopia and diabetes, but I will know how to do it.  You never know.

Many people say I've done so many things in my life.  That may or may not be true.  I've never rappelled down the side of a building, and I should learn that.  Again, you never know. I've never been to the top of a very tall mountain.  I honestly don't see the point in that endeavor, but I'm not a mountain climber, either.  I've never been to the Amazon Rain Forest or driven a racing boat or been to outer space either.  Those things are not on my bucket list.  I've learned to fire guns, martial arts, yoga, meditation, and how to make bombs.  Not because I want to blow anything up, but again, because you never know. I know outdoor survival in a forest and winter environment because it was taught when I was in school as a girl. 

I also know first aid, and how to make chocolate chip cookies.  I can cook and bake.  I can embroider, cross stitch, knit and basic crochet.  I can also hem if needs be.  I can make soap and candles.  I know how to light a camp stove and lantern.  I can pitch a tent, change a tire and tune up an old VW Beetle.  I can catch and clean fish.  I learned this all by doing it, because I never wanted to be in the position of needing to know it and not knowing it.  That's the way I'm made, how my brain is wired.  I don't know of many who are that way to be honest.

The only thing I would regret is being stuck and needing to know something that would get me out of a tight spot, but I was too busy being what others expected of me to learn it. So I learn as much as I can.  And that, I will never regret.

Monday, September 08, 2014

That Still, Small Voice

A nice gentleman recently posted a picture that produced an almost Pavlovian response in me because it appears so bloody obvious to me that I'm amazed other people don't see it and recognize it immediately.  I'm like Mugatu at his fashion show screaming at people, demanding if they're on Crazy Pills.  This is what the caption to the photo of a young woman in Ukraine says:
"I'm afraid of everything. I've been reading psychology books to try to figure out why. Logically, I know everything is fine. I know that I'm only twenty, and I have so many blessings and advantages. Yet I'm afraid I haven't accomplished enough yet. I'm afraid of the future. Afraid of getting older. Afraid of being alone. Afraid of having a child. And afraid of the dark. I'm really, really afraid of the dark."
I went beyond my acquaintance's observation that the woman needed to immediately emigrate to Boston, San Francisco or Austin, or create a place called Froston for all disenfranchised Libtards and grasped at the obvious, salient point of the woman's quote.
The fear that libs are feeling right now is that very soon they will no longer be able to hide their heads in the sand and ignore reality. You can ignore reality, but sooner or later reality will not ignore you and you will have to face up to all the half-said, euphemistic, and outright lies you've built your psyche on and once the bright light of day refuses to let you ignore it and you will see everything you've really "supported".

The niggling fear is the beginning of your conscious mind realizing the BS you've swallowed your entire life. The restlessness and nervousness comes from you trying to pull the wool back over your conscious mind so you don't have to deal with it. Only now you cannot because a huge rift is torn between what really is and what you need to believe to keep your mind intact.

The final step is when you look into the abyss and realize the abyss is all the lies you've believed in and screamed about your entire life. The next thing you know you're Jim Taggart bent over a torture machine screaming with the sure knowledge that you really are the nothing you've tried to become.

How's that for a psych minor? Just 3 more credit hours and I could be manipulating minds for profit!
 I have touched on this theme several times over the years on this very blog. It's the feeling that people get who cannot accept reality and build their own safe place their minds can run to despite what they see and hear.  No matter how much you hide from reality, your conscious mind knows what is real.  You can pretend, day dream, outright lie in order to insulate yourself from reality but it's there and your conscious mind knows it.  You build walls to keep yourself from it, but it's always there battering at the wall.

How do I know this as sure as I know my name and Social Security number?  Because I have a mother who has spent every moment of her life hiding from reality and her mind has retreated as far as it can go and the result is dementia. My sister and I deal with this daily and see how corrosive it is when you try to deny what is in favor of what you want to be.  Reality cannot be denied and you will pay its price despite everything you do to avoid it.  Reality will not be denied.

The edginess and anxiety our young are exhibiting is a huge sign.  For every kid on Ritalin, for every adult on Xanax you have a fluffy little wall that will not stand against the barrage of reality. Just think about it, every time you ignore the harm of Welfare, every time you ignore the fact that global warming does not exist, that we cannot control the weather, that our politicians lie to us continually and we keep voting them into office, that every policy of the past 50 years has done nothing but tear away at the fabric of our society, you are hiding from reality, no matter how much you screech and cry and post stupid comments online.

The more harpie-like people get in their attempt to hide from reality, the more it seeps in.  The more it hits them in the pocketbook, the more they quiet down.  Think of all the screechers for more government control of everything.  And then seeing them getting tear gassed or pepper sprayed by more government.  I mean seriously, does the comedy just keep writing itself?  Some days it is the only thing that gets me through.  The fact that they never identify it with themselves is so telling.

When you think about it, mental dissonance is caused by our attempts to hide from reality.  Personally, mine is caused by the fact that it's illegal to slap idiots when identified in reality.  They really need to lower the threshold for assault.

Think about it today.  Mull it over.  Let it percolate.  The let me know what you come up with.

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Sunday Miscellany... Again

I haven't blogged much because this summer has been filled with house construction, nursing a rescue dog back to health and just dealing with what life throws at you.  In other words, I've been living my life.

Recently, online no less, I have gotten into a pissing contest on two different fronts.  One is with an author I adore about ERA raising its ugly head again.  It had ten years to make it and it didn't because Americans recognize that we are all equal and don't need a special amendment to spell out that equality.  We just are.  Evidently many women who read her novels, including the author herself don't agree with me.  It's funny, the discussion never got ugly, not once no matter how much we disagreed.  In my opinion, Eileen Wilks has the best readers and online fans.  Her urban fantasy books are some of the best fun I've had between the pages.  Just because I do not agree with her on this (and I imagine we may disagree on many points of interest) she has always been gracious and explained her stances politely and rationally.  Besides, I could never, ever, get angry with someone who could conceive the character of Cynna.

Secondly I have gotten into the troll-fest that is argument about global warming.  I have to stop after I've posted every online link I have for reports on the debunking and lack of any evidence the screeching global warming alarmists try to put forth. It is not within the powers I have on this planet to make them see what clearly is when they so very badly want a crisis.  I've never understood people who are silly enough to want to work constantly in crisis mode.  They went into Rabid Frothy Mode when I pointed out that it's been proven that all of the data they use to "prove" global warming has been disproven and that no one, ever, has been able to replicate their claims with the proper data.  Peer review was such a wonderful process, don't you think?  I weep for its loss.

I have refrained from any further participation in either discussion despite many messages to my Facebook account informing that I'm stupid, inbred, a communist, a capitalist corporatist pig, hater, racist, nazi, fascist, and that probably kill puppies for fun.  How they got all of that from posting a few salient facts in any argument is beyond my powers of divination, but to each his own.  One global warming screecher even threatened to come and burn my house down while I was sleeping in it until I pointed out she was merely adding to her carbon footprint and her time would be better spent teaching polar bears to feed penguins.  I haven't heard back from her, so I'm guessing she's booking a flight to Alaska to get in before the worst of the snows begin.

It makes me think back to learning debate in school.  I was the kid who was always bored in school because I was so sure I already knew everything (I'm still that way, but now I know I don't know a whole lot but I know I can learn about it).  So when the teacher was demonstrating false arguments, I researched Aristotle and his views on language and debate. Deep stuff for a high school student but one way to get through boring English and history classes.  Since I already had a love for reading, love for language naturally followed. It's why reading authors like Jane Austen and David Mamet and Shakespeare enthuse so many readers, their use of language is exquisite.  Read a sonnet by Bill the Bard and tell me that's not beauty.

I never got so into language as to be caught in the poetry net.  I still have no use for most poetry and have bothered only to remember a few bits and pieces here and there and most of that was inspired by Jean Luc Picard on Star Trek Next Gen, and not anything shoved down my throat in school.  My love of language took the "useful" tool route.  I have used language to bludgeon idiots ever since.  I've walked away from many a verbal tussle with my opponent having no idea whatsoever that they have been eviscerated until much later or unless their Thinking Service Person is with them and explains it to them.  It's useful for PTA and School Board meetings.  I highly recommend it.  There are ways to insinuate that someone's parents are, in fact, brother and sister, without being rude or using course language.  It's a challenge that fire cannot melt out of me. (Hat tip to Bill the Bard for that bit of wordsmithery).

Way back in the 90s and the dinosaur day of online stupidity to be had at AOL's Unlimited Access, I saw a very wonderful thing said. "Never argue with an idiot on the internet.  They drag you down to their level then beat you with experience."  I try to remember that every time I engage.  When the morons make their presence known I disengage and leave them to their frothing and screeching like a flock of Harpies ruining everything around them.

Why? Why don't I try to lead them to reason and knowledge?  Because like the Ring in the Lord of the Rings, they want to remain ignorant.  Again, why?  Because they wish for death and will try everything they can to A) make someone else responsible for all of their stupidity and; B) hasten their end.

I make this point constantly, no one on this planet can control the weather, despite comic book heroes.  When one of the cretins screeches about climate being global and weather being local, they are being specious.  No amount of government control of our lives is going to make us capable of controlling the weather. No amount of screeching, protesting and littering cities with tent cities and trash is going to change that fact.  No amount of money stolen from producers to give to useless pieces of crap who live to cry and rant about anything at all will change that fact.

You cannot point this fact out to them because they really do not get it.  Because in their infantile minds someone is responsible and someone should pay and then it will be fixed, because throwing money solves all problems, right California?

It's a theory.  I have a million of them.

But the saying from the 90s rings just as true today.  It really is pointless to argue with people who cannot argue rationally and logically.  When everything you have comes from emotion you have nothing but a huge ball of frustration and no other argument other than, "Well, it feels like it should be this way."  When that is the best you've got, you have nothing.

Think about my argument against all of the "Awareness" things out there.  How is my being aware of Breast Cancer, Prostate Cancer, Diabetes or Crohn's Disease going to help anyone with those diseases?  How is wearing a bracelet or a pin or a ribbon going to help anyone?  The only answers I get when I ask this question is, "It's awareness."  I am aware of a great many things I don't like and are tragic and yet it hasn't stopped any of them from happening.  I am aware of tornadoes and yet they happen despite my notice of them.  My observation of them has not changed their behavior despite all the laws of physics.  So awareness has not helped.  My awareness of White Slavery has not slowed that industry down or stopped it.  I am aware of drug abuse, child abuse, drunk driving, POWs and KIAs, teenaged stupidity and a whole host of other things and my awareness has yet to stop any of it.  Why?  Because awareness does fuck all in stopping anything more than teen-aged necking in cars.  Action stops things, so instead of buying a pin or a bracelet, research a good organization who is actually researching or doing things and give that money to them.  You don't have to be personally involved to be helping. I've handed out bottles of water to firemen putting out brush fires near my house. That doesn't mean I put out the damned fire.  I just made the firefighter's lot in life a tad easier by being there with water when they were hot and tired.  Just because you bought a bracelet from some do-gooder idiot does not mean you're curing cancer.  You're not even making cancer research easier.  You're just feeding your own ego.

Politics is just too confusing for me right now. There is so much going on and all I can think about is just nuking DC from orbit, because it's the only way to be sure.  Clean sweep the city and start all over from scratch.  I'm so sick of everything going on there and everyone being so damned stupid about it.  Back in the 90s I used to joke that I would run for president and clean up DC.  That will never happen until you get term limits. Keep a very tight leash on anyone who has aspirations of this idiotic concept of dynasty building or just club them to death, either works for me.  People like John McCain, Dingy Harry and Nancy Legosi should be clubbed like baby Harp Seals on live TV as a warning to others who think to live their life in the pursuit of power.  Power corrupts and nowhere more so than in Washington DC.

I guess I can expect another visits from men in suits.

Like I said, it's a theory.  I've got a million of them.


Thursday, August 21, 2014

Gun Grabber Anxiety - Dealing With The Anxious Gun Grabber

Like us, gun grabbers have anxieties and fears. A gun grabber's anxieties, may not be the same as our own anxieties, but they cause stress and physical reactions just the same.
Some common gun grabber anxiety problems include -
  • No Repeal of the 2nd Amendment – A gun grabber gets anxious when every attempt to take guns away from law abiding citizens fails.
  • Noise anxiety – A gun grabber becomes fearful when exposed to loud or unusual noises. Some examples include fireworks, BB Gun fire, hand gun fire, shot gun blasts and rifle fire.
  • Meme anxiety – The gun grabber is so afraid of everything he believes every meme on the internet and that spoons really do cause obesity.
  • Appeasement anxiety – This happens when a gun grabber has done everything to make the criminal like him, up to and including peeing on himself in a submissive posture but gets shot anyway. Because he knows it's not the criminal's fault, it's HIS fault the gun just spontaneously fired and hit him in the kidney.

Symptoms of Gun Grabber Anxiety

When gun grabbers are anxious, they may engage in repetitive or displacement behaviors to relieve their stress. For example, when we are anxious, we may pace, bite our nails, or play with our hair.

Gun grabbers may also pace, whine, cry on camera and more. Some gun grabber anxiety behaviors may lead to property destruction, may cause us harm, or may simply be an Occupy Whatever sit in. This may include -
  • Non-stop whining.
  • Screaming at every TV camera in sight.
  • Pooping and peeing in the tent, sidewalk or police car areas.
  • Eating his own poop.
  • Aggression toward people, Conservatives, or other 2nd Amendment protectors.
Punishment or aversive techniques will do little to stop these anxious gun grabber behaviors in the long-run, because punishment does not address the source of the problem, which is the gun grabber’s anxiety. In fact, suppression of these displacement behaviors, through pain and dominance methods, will make the problem worse, because pain increases stress and uncertainty. And further cause the gun grabber to pee himself when in the presence of guns.

Gun Grabber Anxiety Solution 1 – Desensitization

One of the best ways to help a gun grabber deal with his anxiety issues, is by slowly desensitizing him to the problem stimulus.

In the desensitization process, we start with a weak version of the stimulus that is triggering the anxiety attack.  In this case, pictures of guns alone, by themselves, just lying around being guns.

The stimulus must be weak enough, so that gun grabber is able to stay calm in its presence. Then, get him to focus on the picture, by telling him baby seals will learn to feed penguins at the South Pole if he looks long enough.

If the gun grabber is able to focus and stay in-control, reward him with a very high priority treat. For desensitization purposes, I usually try hipster kid mottos and memes. I try to pick a highly aromatic or smelly treat that the gun grabber loves, but does not usually get to eat. The smell will help to engage his nose, and further distract him from the source of his anxiety. Try a Starbucks coffee with biscotti.

When he is comfortable with this exercise, is calm, and able to follow simple commands, I very slowly raise the strength of the problem stimulus. I make each session short, fun, and very rewarding.  At this point, show him pictures of hunters holding rifles and shot guns, of police at the pistol range.

In this way, the gun grabber learns alternative behaviors for dealing with stressful situations. He also learns to associate something that was previously a source of fear and stress, with something positive (nice smells, yummy treats, a clean bathroom) with being calm.

Gun Grabber Anxiety Solution 2 – Calm Environment

Another important aspect of helping an anxious dog, is to create a calm and predictable environment for him, in his daily life.
  • Fixed routine – The problem with most gun grabbers is that most of them don't have real jobs so they spend most of their time online or staring at their cell phones, not engaging with the world around them.  Try to get them to wake up early, hit the Help Wanted ads and get a routine going that does not include coffee shops, texting or Skype.
  • Staying calm - Most gun grabbers are very good at picking up the energy of the people around them, especially at a protest rally. It is always best to maintain a calm, assertive attitude around them.  Also, be sure to threaten violence upon their person if they don't calm down.  It is my theory this hearkens back to their childhood and instills a parental fear in them.
  • Yanking the Collar– When your gun grabber gets too excited (they are all very excitable about myths and false narratives) the only rebuke I would recommend, so that you do not reinforce the gun fears, is to yank back on the shirt collar sharply, while giving a firm command of "NO!". Repeat as needed until your gun grabber is back in a calm submissive state and ready to learn.
At this point you should be ready to walk your gun grabber past a gun cabinet or open gun locker.  Do not be disappointed by any behavior regression, it is common.  Just start back at the beginning and work back up.

You should work up from viewing real guns in a home atmosphere to perhaps walking by a gun shop or entering a Target or Wal*Mart without screaming anything about guns.  Once again, expect some regression, but a sharp yank on the collar at this point does the gun grabber a world of good.

Once you can walk into a gun shop, work on touching.  Tactile experience is usually the best way to break the gun grabber anxiety, but it takes a lot of work to get them to that point. You may also want to take them, as a guest, to your local range. The day you know you've won is when they walk up to you at the range, having driven there by themselves, to show you their new Ruger, you've turned a gun grabber into a 2nd Amendment lover.

There is no greater joy than to take a person so afraid of everything they piss themselves at the slightest evidence of aggression to being self-assured because they can now protect themselves.

I do caution you, however, there are a few intransigent gun grabbers that cannot be rehabilitated.  They will have to be put down and their spawn watched very closely for this abhorrent behavior, if they have managed to reproduce.

This is not easy work, but it is rewarding.  To see the gleam in their eyes when it finally dawns of them that they are the masters of their own destinies and no longer blown about by the fads and whims of whatever the Leftists make up, well, I admit,  I've cried.