Life on Earth Before The Dept. of Education

Prior to Jimmy Carter's mistake called the Department of Education the USA, believe it or not, was not a vast wasteland of uneducated masses.  Children and adults could read and write, and even solve mathematical puzzles with success.  From American education institutions sprouted great inventors, surgeons, attorneys, and other geniuses from all walks of life.  Strangely, after the DOE moved in it did not take long for test scores to plummet all over the country.

Seems like the only thing graduates of the DOE era can accomplish now is keying and burning Tesla vehicles, whilst leaving angry, insane notes with poor spelling.

Meanwhile, few seem to have noticed or cared that the brilliance of Elon Musk just returned two astronauts left stranded more or less in space for almost a year due basically to a whim of the corrupt and brain-deprived Biden, and I don't believe Musk was influenced by the Dept. of Ed. when it came to a successful space rescue.

Neither immigrant Nikola Tesla nor Thomas Edison were exposed to the Dept. of Ed., yet each appears to have done quite well in the knowledge area (if you don't count Tesla being savaged by his so-called peers and, of course, the government).

Donald Trump and Elon Musk obviously make strange bedfellows, so to speak, but at least the two of them are doing something to attempt repairing the nation's long-festering problems, and Trump said from the start that things wouldn't be easy.

It's either Trump and Musk, or Bernie three-houses Sanders and AOC -- she who screwed the deal to bring Amazon jobs to her district because she didn't understand the difference between money not available immediately and money which needed measured time to surface in conjunction with the massive project.  Amazon?  Gone, gone, gone.

Meanwhile, the country is abuzz with JFK assassination files (all???), and some of us await UFO files with a certain hesitation (we've been "here" so many times).  But the entity known as the Dept. of Education needs to fly away into the blue skies of bad ideas right away.

Activist Judges as Battering Rams

For a Democrat Party defeated overwhelmingly by the presidential re-election of Donald Trump, the usual tried-and-true old bag of tricks hasn't worked well at all.  Outright lies and carefully engineered misinformation just don't possess the impact once enjoyed as a matter of course.

So what to do?  You reach into that bag of tricks and take out just about the only thing clinging to the enlarging hole in the bottom:  Federal judges.

And here we are.  Whatever major course of action Trump takes now, there comes an activist judge groomed primarily by the left, ready to pounce on Trump's orders like a sewer rat attacking a discarded pizza crust.  Right or wrong ultimately matters not:  The main attraction is to slow him down and wrap his executive orders in the spider webs of delayed time, a maneuver which almost guarantees a slow progression of justice's wheels, effectively putting Trump's orders on hold.  As if hoisted above to a dusty shelf which may or may not receive a fast cleaning.

Donald Trump just disinfected the USA of a number of gang members and terrorist wannabees as they reluctantly flew south.  We hope they enjoy prison food and prison sex in another country where Americans are not available to continue as their victims.  I hope, too, that Mr. Khalil, Palestinian activist and sperm donor to whatever is growing inside of his wife at eight months, is shown a hasty retreat from the USA so he can continue his rant somewhere else o the planet.  In fact, if he loves his wife he should take her with him immediately, before we confront yet another anchor baby drama.

Meanwhile, Ireland's Conor McGregor meets with Trump regarding the radical Islamic takeover of Ireland -- just as England's nationally unappreciated hero Tommy Robinson exerted the same warning in his country.  When will government representatives understand and take action regarding the dangers, the horrors of the Islamic state as it conquers the West bit by bit?

(I'm reusing today a visual I put in several entries ago.  Because "evil judges" are exactly what we see at play here.  Could be Trump derangement black robe syndrome.)

Survival of the…(Forget Survival)

(Dept. of Education:  Who needs it?  Generations of people grew up with excellent educations and many became significant in numerous fields.   Since the initiation of the Department of Education, society seems to have followed a course of becoming more stupid by the month.  If wasting billions of dollars is intended to promote dumb, woke and “educated” DEI pod people, I must say, the DOE is a smashing success.  Let’s get Congress to take this travesty down, along with the Dept. of Energy.)

So you heard those radio commercials and bought a truckload of packaged food guaranteed to last 25 years in case of some nebulous emergency?  Excellent choice – until your neighbors who spent years stocking up on firearms blow your door open during The End Of Everything, kill you and steal all of that carefully secured food.

Unfortunately, the lab-smart kid down the street knows all about CRISPR, and before you can dive into all that food before somebody blasts you into infinity he cooks up a brand new virus destined to take you down and dead almost as fast as you can breathe.  The CRISPR thing is affordable now and the sky’s the limit for any enterprising young person willing to focus on biological destruction.

Then again, microplastic particles might get to your brain or heart before any of the other events occur – and because brand spanking new evidence now suggests that all manner of dangerous organisms love, I mean l-o-o-o-v-v-v-e growing on microplastics, the whole game may be over before anybody gets to experience the expected stuff.

It’s not that the political left wasn’t right in scaring us about everything constantly – it’s just that they got all the reasons why wrong.

Gene Hackman's Dog

 

I don't know what happened to the Hackmans, but I sure feel sorry for the dog stuck in a crate from which there is never an escape.  Good dog?  Dead dog.  A mixed-breed Australian kelpie, or so we are told by the swooning media which originally called the deceased a German Shepherd.

Crates make me cringe.  The damned things became especially popular during the Covid outbreak -- you know, that Chinese lab thingie.  People forced to work at home bought pets, and then when they returned to their offices months later their Best Friends were often stuffed into crates, carriers or cages and left to their own devices (of which there were few to none).  Few thoughts make me as claustrophobic as the mental image of an animal trapped in a human-manufactured device too hideous even to hold humans.

Did Rover, Spot or Fido Hackman die of dehydration, as initially suspected?  A terrible, slow way to die, hardly fit for a dog or any creature confined by the hands of a person.

Yes, I know crates are necessary in a variety of circumstances, but I wish they weren't -- and certainly not in an instance where strange things happened to the Hackmans who couldn't come to the rescue.  We don't know, but I suspect, that the unfortunate canine received the worst of the deal in that house.  Damn crates, damn them all.

So to lighten things up I'll take this brief opportunity to include a photo of cats in a friendly pose, though for all I know they both died in a crate and their bodies were staged for this picture.  Arghhh!  There I go again. . .

Justin Trudeau's Revival:  Ooooh, lookin' good again now that mean old Trump threw up tariffs after first referring to this fool as governor of our 51rst state.  Canadians, please!  You were ready to bounce this fool out of your government forever -- don;t sacrifice the opportunity because you hate Trump.  Everybody hates Trump.  So what?  If Canadians keep this jerk around, it can only be because they enjoy him in blackface (hmm, I wonder if he saw Blacula?).

Dead computers rarely return:   My main computer remains lifeless and will be fed to scrap metal-eating vultures as I continue my quest to find a crummy used device that only I can appreciate.  My formerly new PC lasted 10 years, assassinated by winter cold, winds and multiple power failures.  Sorry modern times, but it's going to be another Windows 7 Pro or nothing at all.  I don't plan to live long enough to pay those licensing fees which came about later, originated as far as I can tell simply because they added higher numbers after "7."  Nevertheless, artificial super intelligence will kill us all anyway, so what does it matter?

Do Dead Computers Go to Heaven?

The inevitable happened.  My old non-Internet computer succumbed to the forces of winter, cold, ice, wind and everything else that conspires this time of year to destroy The Normal and Expected.  Or maybe this is what I get for claiming that the movies, Blacula and Scream Blacula Scream were my sources for black history (I will not yield).  Whether the computer is destined for Heaven or Hell I know not, but until I find a suitable replacement I ask that you continue to visit this page just for the links.  Later then. . .rb