Triggers

Ever hear of the expression hair trigger? How about Hat Trigger?

It seems everyone is triggered lately. Everything is a trigger in buttercup land. It’s all the rage.

I’m not one to ignore trends. I like to think of myself as a man of his time. Hell, if I had hair I’d consider a man-bun.

So I finally felt like I joined the 21st century. I got triggered.

Right there in my own library/den/tv room/man cave/safe space. It happened!

There I was… in front of the screen… in the zone… digesting all of the day’s outrages… letting them all sink in, slowly… just trying to empathize with these poor devastated triggered folks… and Bam!

There’s Hillary Clinton at Yale’s graduation and the buildup was that she took a hilariously funny jab at president Trump and the Russian involvement in the 2016 Presidential Election. The “joke” was that she pretended to put on a Russian hat while whining about losing the election.

And that was the trigger. A hat. Hilarious.

It wasn’t a Russian Hat. It was a Soviet Hat, complete with a hammer and a sickle. Now that must be funny. Everyone was in stitches. It was so funny it made headlines. So clever!


Imagine if the hat’s insignia had been Swastika instead? Or if it had been a baseball cap with a Confederate flag? I would imagine instead of laughter and cackles we would have had screams of horror and tears and melting Ivy League snowflakes stampeding towards the nearest safe space. Maybe not; hypocrisy has no limits anymore.

I saw red. I hate red. I hate the hammer and the sickle. They are the symbols of slavery and tyranny and death. Just like a Swastika. The Hammer and the Sickle has killed over 100,000,000 human beings since this Godless ideology took hold in 1917.

When Mrs. Clinton took out this hat, she wasn’t mocking Mr. Trump, she mocked those 100,000,000 who died and the many hundreds of millions of victims of communism.

How funny.

We’re doomed.

1 thought on “Triggers”

  1. If the Clinton woman weren’t so odious she’d be pathetic. She’s now effectively channeling Norma Desmond, except Norma couldn’t let go of something she’d actually been, whereas Clinton can’t let go of something she never was. But don’t blame her–blame her enablers and those who still encourage her and play her game, in this case Yale. Really, this sort of payasada should be well beneath any institution with Yale’s pretensions, but obviously they’re just that–pretense.

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