25 December, 2019

This evening on “The Five,” Dana Perino confessed her desire to cage and kill peaceful potheads.   I doubt that she would put it in such terms, but the consequences of her (presumably sincere) campaign to not send “the wrong message” to “the cheeeel-drun,” by not ending cannabis prohibition, are inevitable.

It makes no difference what she wants. 

“Good intentions” are a poor excuse for bad behavior. 

Maybe the Bubback Hussein Walker Bushes (43 and 44) were just trying to secure the F’eral Reserve’s parasitic “dollar” hegemony as they murdered thousands of Iraqis, Libyans, and Yemeni. 

And Cotton Mather was just trying to “save souls” as he murdered “witches.”

12 August 2019

The mere printing of an opinion piece should never be construed as either an endorsement by editorial or a disavowal of the sentiments expressed therein. However, there are certain signals that editors may employ to imply one or the other. Placing a letter at the end of a column without editorial comment, allowing the correspondent the last word, is one plus sign. A parodical header or accompanying graphic is an effective minus. Bold type echoing the theme of the letter at the top of the column is a big plus.

That big plus was found in Friday’s Enquirer, in which the editors seemed to endorse correspondent JH’s antiquarian interpretation of the Bill of Rights. In her narrow view of Eighteenth Century technology and social intercourse, the only protections the Second Amendment would offer those of us in the Militia (the general citizenry, again using 18th century terminology, or “the people”) would be in our use of sticks, knives, pitchforks, and flintlocks. No Colt 45s or AK 47s or AR-15s for us!

Applying this narrow logic to the First Amendment I must wonder whether she and the Enquirer’s editors would likewise restrict the Enquirer et al to block-printing, cuneiform, and movable type, and outlaw all electric means of mass communication along with those dreadful “assault weapons” and “Saturday Night Specials.”

2 July, 2002 — Term Limits are a cheap gimmick designed to relieve voters of the responsibility to educate themselves on the issues and the records of office holders.
It is tantamount to telling Nanny, “Stop me before I vote again.”

“Thank You for Not Voting” (6 July 2002)
There’s no danger in alienating non-voters. What are they going to do? Not vote for me? When people tell me they don’t vote, I have mixed emotions. Part of me wants to say, “Hey! Come on, I need all the help I can get!” Another part wants to say, “Great! The fewer people vote, the more mine counts!” Still another part wants to say, “Fine. Go back to sleep. Leave these decisions to the grown-ups.”

“Why NOT Mess with Texas?” (11 May, 2005) — There seems to be no down side to it. From 1861 to 1865 the Neo-Whig Occupation messed with Texas big time, thoroughly squashing their efforts to assert their independence and sovereignty. Ever since they’ve been as docile a doormat and as servile a sycophant as Massa Lincoln could have hoped to find anywhere else in His Union.

1 September, 2019 — I hate to see Elizabeth (Dei Gratia Regina) and Boris (Populi Gratia Ministerium Primus) take heat for their “anti-democratic” suspension of Parliament. Their anti-pandering Anti-Democratic resolve may be among their most admirable of attributes.

“Magic Numbers” (7 January, 2020) — President Tjump, leftist pawn of the same cabal that brought you the Bushbamaton 2000® (models 41 through 44), cites 52 potential bombing targets in case Iran hassles more intruders in their neighbors’ houses. Why 52?  One each, he says, for the American hostages held in the US Embassy in Tehran lo these many generations ago.  But why stop there?  Why not 148, one each for the people murdered by the US government at Sand Creek?  Why not 300, one each for the victims at Wounded Knee?
Or perhaps I should be more modest than El Donaldo, AND more contemporaneously relevant. I would propose just two targets, one each for Sammy and Vickie Weaver, also murdered by the US government:  Langley and Quantico will do.
update 200108: If Hezbolah is Iran, Al Qaeda is America.

“Those Cockeyed Hawkeye Cauci” (4 February, 2020) —
The I.T. elites of Iowa’s Democrat party have taken it upon themselves to foist an unsolicited “upgrade” onto a hapless caucusing electorate.  Their sleek new app apparently wasn’t up to the task of meeting 19^th Century tabulation procedures. 
Or so goes the party line.  Cynics suspect that an embarrassing Sanders Surge had to be buried in a blizzard of digital doubletalk, thereby conferring the inevitable endorsement onto Squeaky Pete, while simultaneously delivering a healthy kick in the slats to heir disapparent Quid Pro Joe.
I.T. weasels and party apparatchiks vow to address this epic failure by insulting Iowa voters and punishing accounting clerks.  Isn’t there a napp for that?

27 May 2019

You probably don’t buy it either.

But so many of you anyway (“you” equals “those who are not me”) recite that nonsense. I’m sorry, there is no vaginal guarantee against mendacity. As it turns out, women are just like people! Some of them are brilliant, honorable, talented, charming, and delightful. And some of them are loathsome, stupid, parasitic, duplicitous lying scumbags. Cretins, creeps, and criminals come in all colors, speak all languages, worship all manner of gods or none at all, and come in two sexes (plus some very rare genetic malformations.) I get a little tired of reminding ya’ll, but I just keep seeing this leftist nonsense over and over and over again.

Believe tall handsome blue-eyed comic book geeks!
(If bullshitting one’s way to success actually works,
maybe I should try to cash in!)

19 May, 2019

It’s convenient for a political junkie to live in an open primary state. In 2016 I was the first of my friends to vote against President Pantssuit. Fortunately Lady MacBubba went down in flames anyway, but I still get to claim I voted against her more (though I probably hate her less) than most of my peers.

This go ’round, I expect I’ll be pulling a Democrat ballot again in Ohio’s Primary and voting FOR Tulsi Gabbard. Do not mistake me, I think that she has a childish view of economic reality and could be a disastrous President of Johnsonian (or Dubyic?) Proportions. I don’t care. I expect I’ll vote the Libertarian ticket in the General Election, but in the meantime I want her in the Democrat debates. I am a squeamish peacenik coward whose fundamental political metric is body count, and she hits this issue first and she hits it hard! I don’t know if I can bring myself to send her any money (I’m already paying her salary!) but I’m telling you and I’m tagging my car and encouraging peaceniks in open primary states to keep this issue alive. The slavering jackals of Faux & MSNBCNN are trying to bury her (Tucker Karlmarxon excluded.) As long as she’s willing to beat this drum for me, I reckon I can throw in a few Amens!