Stop! Hammer Time.

(It seems 47 and I woke up on the same, wrong side of the bed this morning. Which is different than in the same bed.)

You can’t touch this.

Seriously. If you can’t appreciate the genuine badassery of Operation Midnight Hammer, I don’t know what to tell you. Go home. There’s no need to venture out or be around others. Ever. None shall impress.

One of the most remarkable demonstrations of military might and misdirection in our storied history was just pulled off, and still, the left is glib and gripey.

I understand that because Trump and his team are responsible, no congratulations or credit can possibly be given. But give me a break. If I see one more pundit or politician refuse to congratulate and choose instead to complain about a detail or distraction…everyone will be putting their heads down. That worked in my house anyway. When the children were blithering or frustrated to the point of ridiculousness? Naps for everyone. Until your perspective has adjusted appropriately to reality.

 

If a 37-hour mission to carry out a 20-minute bombing run that ended undetected, with no defensive shots ever fired, and pilots returning to the heartland of America in time to meet the fam after Sunday services doesn’t stir within to buy fireworks and find your Lee Greenwood cassette–we are not the same.

Are you kidding me? It is literally the stuff of lore and legend. And it is met with a harpy Jasmine Crockett, “Well, humph-ing” because she wasn’t notified? Tell me you have overestimated your importance in the world without telling me, Jazz.

Only the left would see such excellence in execution and purposed precision…that could accomplish a possible ceasefire, mind you, and be so insufferably bitter.

You joyless boobs.

 

You’re the same ones who could find no reason to celebrate the Army’s 250th birthday. Because everything is bad. Everyone is Hitler. Get over it. There is a reality that exists outside of the nonsensical priorities of progressivism, a reality that bows to ancient and eternal truths. As opposed to entertaining a constant stream of childish fancy and mental health crises du jour.

 

In reality, nations who have a strong sense of patriotism fare better in war. Nations made up of strong, moral communities are more resilient and cohesive. Nuclear families create stability. Common causes, common enemies, common language… those are not political ingredients for peace and prosperity. They are sociological. Anthropological.

And they defy every single mandate of liberalism.

The left is insistent upon divided, fragmented, isolated, bitter, groups of people. The left is insistent upon only the most insincere and least helpful forms of unity, community, and pride. It is an entire political ideology, nay an idolatrous religion, built entirely upon the most destabilizing counterfeits of every good thing a nation truly needs to flourish. And that is why even the events that should bring universal awe and marvel MUST be met with “meh.”

 

You don’t have to like Trump. You don’t have to like what he is trying to accomplish geopolitically or how he is trying to accomplish it. Fine. Be mad.

But my word…when the brave men and women of our military and intelligence accomplish something that actually DOES MAKE THE WORLD A SAFER PLACE…as opposed to the middle-school worthy hashtag campaigns of the Obama era, that did not a damn thing but declare “solidarity” with whatever non-white, non-Christian, non-American group was suffering, say something nice or don’t say anything at all.

They are so accustomed to virtue signaling that they don’t know how to respond to actual virtue.

So accustomed to a pride that is completely untethered to any kind of accomplishment, that they don’t know how to rightly perceive accomplishment.

Can we just remember that while very real enemies flooded our nation and plotted our doom, Biden was hiring luminaries the likes of Rachel Levine and Same Britton TO GOVERN and PROTECT?

So, yeah…no. The people whose foolishness and wickedness ushered in the most humiliating and dangerous era of American history and standing do not get to shrug off current exceptionalism as though they did better.

Do not say a word about how the business of getting back to business is being done. YOU CAN’T TOUCH THIS.

Not at the border. Not with deportations. Not with national security. Sit down and say nothing, while others work to fix what you have broken.

There is a cost to ruling in laughable tyranny for decades and it is being paid by all of us now.

But as long as we are dropping hammers around the world, can we drop some locally as well?

Can we finally end the coddling of ignorant, fickle, flag-happy protesters? I’m so over everyone acting like the professional protester is a somehow wiser and more noble beast than the rest of us. If you can’t see that changing from a keffiyeh and a Hamas flag, to a rainbow Pride flag, then Mexican while you confuse Spain and Mexico…then whip out an Iranian flag…in the same week or same parade makes you one of the silliest people on the planet, I don’t know what to tell you. Read books. You are rooting for groups that hate each other and hate you.

 

I would also like to bring some hammer time to mouthy, leather-wearing-in-the-summertime elected officials, believing the entirety of their job consists of making TikToks in their car or swearing on camera. Kill me now. Do your job. Govern. This isn’t Real Hip-Hop DC. Not everything is impeachable.

Can we be done being ruled by over-exposed, under-informed, camera candy? Grow up.

We are all adulting now.

Go to bed, children. Mom and dad are home now. Playtime is over.

OHohOHohohohohohohoOHOHOHohoho. Hammer time.