Brightest Star in the Cancellation

Fans of the comic strip "Dilbert" may be distressed to find out that the wildly popular cartoon is being dropped by pretty much every virtue-signaling newspaper in America because of an alleged "racist tirade" by series creator Scott Adams.

Did he say the things he's accused of saying? Yes. Was it a "racist tirade?" No.

In a much-too-tiny nutshell, Adams reported on a recent Rasmussen poll in which 53% of black respondents agreed with the statement that "it's okay to be white." Meaning nearly half of the respondents either didn't think that or were unwilling to express their opinion. Considering that degree of anti-white hostility, Adams sarcastically said black people en masse (not individuals) are a "hate group" that white people should cautiously avoid.

He clearly stated that every person, regardless of skin color, should be respected, happily interacted with personally and professionally, and enjoy all of the freedoms and opportunities our nation has to offer. But based on the poll, Adams said that the only white person moving into a black neighborhood would be making a problematic choice. Adams has encouraged white journalists who have chosen to live in black neighborhoods to cast stones at him. The others can choke on their own self-righteous hypocrisy.

Adams is, in my opinion, a genius who thinks on multiple levels, most of them significantly above the mainstream mentality. I pay a monthly fee to support his podcasts on Locals.com and it's not unusual for his live stream to be the only human voice I hear on any given day (bonus: his takes on the news are frequently humorous, unexpected, and brilliant). So I can confidently say that he is not a racist, that his remarks - while knowingly inflammatory - were well-reasoned and not a tirade and, as usual, the liberal media has quite deliberately mischaracterized everything.

Mind you, to the frustration of his critics Adams is neither apologetic nor even unhappy about the brouhaha, and quite possibly lit this fuse on purpose in order to force a more honest discussion of racism in this country (Elon Musk has already tweeted support for Adams). The man thinks big and, frankly, no one else was giving the issue more than lip service including the many "news" outlets now castigating him. So maybe now we'll finally have a real conversation.

I don't have the energy or mental acuity to get into all the details, so my primary purpose today is simply to tell anyone who's heard that "the Dilbert guy is a horrible racist who hates black people" that it's a heinous lie. Scott Adams said things that woke culture has decreed You Must Not Say, but that doesn't make him either racist or wrong.

You can see and hear his original remarks, in context, in this Youtube video and get a much more detailed explanation in this lengthy (and fascinating)  interview with black podcast host Hotep Jesus. And no, I didn't know there was a guy named Hotep Jesus out there until now, but I'm glad I've discovered him.

Inflation Fighters

Yes, it's Presidents Day again. A day when there is no mail delivery because no one should try walking to their mailbox while as drunk as they have every reason to be today.

Of course, the cartoon above in no way represents any wishful fantasy on our part. Rather, it's a gentle josh about the fact that Biden completely ignored a Chinese spy balloon until it had completed its mission, but has now ordered full-scale attacks on balloons that appear to be totally harmless.

As a case in point, it now seems likely that Biden spent over one million dollars to shoot down a $12 balloon from a hobby shop that had been launched by the Northern Illinois Bottlecap Balloon Brigade. A group whose terrorist threat assessment puts them several thousand notches lower than Amish barnraisers.

Still, a holiday is a holiday and Stilton's Place encourages everyone to celebrate and honor our current president by acting exactly like him today: get lost in a large building, forget who your wife is, do something racist, lie blatantly, mumble unintelligibly, and finish the festive day with ice cream and a sponge bath.

FROM THE VAULT: TRY THE CROW

Seriously, isn't this the best thing about Presidents Day?

Well Blow Me Down

What the cartoon above lacks in humor, it makes up for (nearly) in accuracy. I felt like I absolutely needed to make a post today just to say "Hi," but I was strapped for material. So I went with the classic desperation play of talking about the weather. Which isn't interesting at the moment but potentially could be since my neck of the North Texas woods will be under a severe weather warning for much of the day. 

This doesn't actually worry me much, since this sort of thing is common in Texas and we all know exactly what to do. Unfortunately, "what to do" is hightail it into the basement - but because of the clay soils in my area, there aren't any basements. So we fall back on "Plan B" which is darting from window to window during a storm and hoping very, very strongly that we don't get hit by an F5 twister.

Trivia note: twisters get their F3, F4, or F5 designations based on how many times you scream the "F" word when you see what's barreling down on you.

Barely related to any of this, I've always wanted to make a low-budget mockumentary about storm-chasing because the subject fascinates me...

It's unlikely (but not entirely impossible) that "FUNNEL RUNNERS: Into The Suck Zone" might get made eventually. Heck, I might get some exciting footage from my home security cameras today!

I genuinely love shows about chasing tornadoes and think that the subject would make rich fodder for a mockumentary treatment. The big problem, of course, is that while a lot of things about storm-chasing are funny, tornadoes regularly do very unfunny things to communities and (God help them) trailer parks of the kind I once lived in. So there's a possibility - or even a likelihood - that if I ever made the mockumentary a tragic news story would pop up that would make me look like an insensitive a**hole. Which would be accurate, but which I can also achieve with a lot less effort.

Outside of pipe-dream projects and weather reports, I don't have much else to share at the moment. Although on Valentine's Day, several outdoor flowers that Kathy had planted actually bloomed for me. There was no card, but I knew who they were from.

Balloonacy

He not only IS a number, the Chinese have got it

Last week, Hunter Biden finally admitted that the laptop computer filled with damning evidence of debauchery, drug abuse, and Biden family corruption really is his and SQUIRREL! LOOK! LOOK! SQUIRREL! I MEAN SPY BALLOON! OVER THERE! LOOK!

What was I saying? I don't remember but I'm pretty sure it must have been something about the Chinese balloon which drifted slowly across our nation for days and days, allegedly doing something or other, before Joe Biden gave the order to "shoot it out of the skies as soon as it finishes its mission."

To help show the gravity of the situation, a terse news media described the balloon as being "as big as two school buses" which is certainly a useful metric for those who like to measure spherical objects with school buses. For the rest of us, it might have been simpler to report that the balloon was "70 feet across" and had enough volume to completely fill three or four news cycles.

Clarification: On Facebook, a number of people remarked that they had no idea what the cartoon above was supposed to be. For such poor souls, I'll explain that it's a reference to the wonderful TV series "The Prisoner" in which a former spy is held captive in a mysterious holiday village by parties unknown. Escape is impossible because when a prisoner appears to be fleeing, he's tracked down by a seemingly living balloon that suffocates him into unconsciousness. The show was created by its star, the always-wonderful Patrick McGoohan and is definitely worth checking out.

ALSO IN THE NON-NEWS

• The ice storm in North Texas has passed which is great news for those of us who have reached hip-breaking age.  And I'm pleased to report that the many plants and flowers that had just started pushing up out of the soil in January look like they've survived the cold weather without too much damage.

• Last week I discovered that the IRS had rejected my tax return only days after I submitted it electronically, owing to a top-secret identity PIN number for Daughter J that they said I got wrong. But showing themselves to be good sports, the IRS didn't make a big deal out of it by notifying me and, undoubtedly for my convenience, just held on to the $36,000 tax refund they owed me. 

Rectifying this required a phone conversation with the IRS in which I was told that I would have to resubmit my taxes (and possibly face a late filing penalty, even though they're the ones who owed ME money). I asked if I needed to get a new PIN number for Daughter J and it was explained to me that I could only submit my return by mail at this point, so no PIN number was needed!

"So I should just mail in the same return I sent before?"
"Yes."
"The same one you rejected?"
"Yes."
"And I should send it without a PIN number?"
"Yes."
"And why was it rejected before..?"
"It didn't have a PIN number."

So with any luck, I'll be receiving most of my tax refund from last year at about the same time I have to file this year's taxes.