Thursday, December 26, 2013

A Yappy, Zappy, Crabby New Year to One and All


When Hell freezes over, don't blame global warming.

 

 





Oh yeah?  Well, suppose YOU just sit there and try to be positive and upbeat and warm and fuzzy and loving.  If you enjoyed 2013, the new one's bound to be your really, really hot cup of Fukushima tea.

To the unhappiness of many a UFO researcher, Errol Bruce-Knapp, keeper of UFO Updates and conductor of extraordinary audio interviews and affiliated projects has announced an end to his popular message list - over 90,000 comments have enlightened readers for years.  Thanks Errol, and best wishes for the projects you intend to take on in the future! 

Sadly, UFO-related sites of relevance have been on the decline -- all that history dressed up with no place to go.  We all hope the day will come when our efforts, small or immense, gain proper respect among scientists as well as skeptics.  The debunkers who contribute nothing, of course, as usual, can go to hell. 

Maybe there was a bright spot this week when Egypt publicly got around to labeling the Muslim Brotherhood a terrorist group.  Fantastic -- now if only our President would find time to do the same and condemn MB sympathizers affiliated with his filthy fleabag Administration.  In the USA, of course, they go by different organizational names, and I long for the politically changed day when each and every extremist Muslim insect is grabbed by his or her rat-like neck and tossed out of the country and/or influence.  Trust me, thousands of dead American military and civilian personnel justify this particular longing on my part.  Egypt's military just tends to be a whole lot smarter about dangers to national survival than the agenda-infested frauds currently scurrying about within the people's White House and Congress.  If only we could turn the Fort Hood shooter over to the Egyptians for some swift justice.

But, yikes!  It's Christmas Eve, and there's "evil Ed" Snowden giving an almost surreal "Christmas message" from Russia via British TV, sort of like a pope or something, and he's declaring victory -- makes you think of President George Bush's Mission Accomplished thing.  Well, um, anyway, there's Snowden on TV, and by the time he wishes everybody a merry Christmas at the end, I'm thinking, this guy's articulate speech sounds more presidential and far more sincere than Obama's occasional oratorical poop fests.  How is that possible? 

So the USA wants to hang Snowden by the thumbs, Snowden already hung the USA by the . . .well, by something else by waking us up to spies, spies, spies everywhere, and we now know the NSA's initials better than the rest of the alphabet.  The intelligence community is outraged still, and there's reason for that.  Nevertheless, while it's conceivable that Snowden might turn himself in to U.S. authorities, it also might make really good sense to promise him roses and forgiveness if he keeps (and can keep) the other 97 percent of secret what’s-its to himself and comes back home.  You see, no matter what side one takes, it's still a rotten, nasty world, and you can't solve it by a squeaky-clean trip to Disneyland because eventually you have to return.  An Administration plagued with such crowd pleasers as Fast and Furious and Hillary Clinton's adventures in Benghazi-land is hardly in a position to conquer Snowden's actions by throwing out a halo of self-perfection. 

In fact, some folks who remain honorable still get slapped around by officials supposedly hovering on the right side.  This seems to have happened to former Air Force technical sergeant John Burroughs, who survived some tricky cardiac surgery a few days ago.  Burroughs, reportedly intimately (as in in your face) involved in the alleged Bentwaters (Rendlesham Forest) UFO event of December, 1980 in England, could not get the Veterans Administration to release his Air Force medical records.  The information they hold might have been vital to his surgery and the questionable way his heart disease progressed following close-up contact with a bizarre object, along with another U.S. airman.  Unfortunately, not even U.S. Senators McCain or Kyl of Arizona could wrestle the records from the VA, not even by the time of Burroughs' surgery, and the official excuses of sorry but continued to ebb and flow.

One would almost suspect the records could be the final indictment against the world's biggest government secret, the one everybody suspects, but nobody at high levels admits publicly.  Lack of disclosure is the word some prefer.

Which is merely to say the UFO phenomenon is real, and to people such as Burroughs and military personnel who came long before him, its effects appear to be tangibly and dangerously real. 

This writer, a former Air Force staff sergeant, wishes the retired Air Force tech sergeant a speedy recovery and a basket filled with the answers he desperately needs and deserves regarding the long and winding road encountered in England 33 years ago.  War stories among military personnel -- of the strangest variety -- don't always occur on the battlefield.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Rage Against the Pharmachine: Drug Dynasty, Part 2 of 2


(Uh uh, no fair looking -- gotta read Part 1 first, way down past this entry.)

 
So.  So, the decades have rolled forward quite a distance since the Vietnam years, and you know what?  Very recently, I was again the recipient -- via the kindness of others -- of several drug dynasty gifts intended for physicians -- things such as flash drives (cool!), flashlights, clock paperweights, table clocks, laser pointers, key rings, balls that glow in the dark. . .etc., etc.  Man oh man, if I owned a drug company I guess I'd be bribing the white coat community with goodies, too.

Supposedly, all the gift-giving is going away, but I wouldn't count on that.  Backdoor deals never went out of style, as any D.C. lobbyist can tell you.  Ain't no ducks in Drug Dynasty, except for folks who need to duck for cover.

If you like your drug company freebie, you can keep your drug company freebie.  If you want to continue bestowing gifts and kisses upon the doctors who play the game, you can continue bestowing gifts and kisses. 

And now the 17 trillion dollar deficit, accompanied by an albatross named Obamacare, enters the room.  Wasn't it just yesterday when the medical establishment put on a happy face and announced to one and all that health care is a partnership between doctor and patient?  How is it that Congress allowed a partnership expansion, to include the Internal Revenue Service and government representatives aplenty?  What a deal, what a marriage, what a bureaucratic colonoscopy for the masses.

And the multi-national drug companies play on, as Americans plod forward still as the poor suckers forced to pay higher prices than anybody else for the alleged products of better living through chemistry.  A society hypnotized by medications, and doctors forced to spend more time staring at computer screens than examining the patients whose grand lives have been reduced only to pixels.  Computer says the pixilated human requires computer-determined drugs per digital calculations from hell.  Pac-Man guards the nation and Pac-Man diagnoses and treats the patient in a vast game of winners and losers.  Guess who loses, particularly if the patient wishes to try and is automatically denied access to alternative treatments or alternative supplements.

And what explosive piece of news hit the TV screens, radio and Internet this very week?  Why, it seems that vitamins don't do a damned thing for our health.  Nope, no cardiac benefits, no diabetic prop-up, no nothing.  You undoubtedly saw this announcement from on high by way of your local journalist-pretenders quoting, what was it -- The Annals of Internal Medicine? 

Trouble is, radio talk show host Michael Savage (see more below) went where pseudo-journalists fear to go -- right to the long-term study itself.  What did he find?  That researchers associated with the long-term vitamin study were actually unimpressed with their own results because a large number among thousands of volunteers over the years had dropped out of the project, making results questionable, to say the least.

As if that wasn't bad enough for a situation which, you can almost bet, won't be corrected by the TV sound bite crowd -- some later discovered that the vitamin "study" was financed by a major pharmaceutical company.  Again.  I say again because this sort of thing happens over and over, with major "studies" condemning vitamins and other supplements paid for by drug companies and their panels of paid-off physicians, who might just as soon have us swallowing their expensive sometimes-poisons instead of alternatives which may work just as nicely or better.  Surely, it's no secret that drug companies exist to make money and sell, sell, sell.  And research IS so expensive -- that's why Americans have to foot most of the bill while the rest of the world gets off cheaply in the world of legal drug peddling.

Robert's WTF? of the day:  Yeah, I know, I don't generally do a WTF of the day, but today is different.  What the heck is it with the psychiatric community?  Now they're adding a new diagnosis to the DSM IV (the do-all, end-all reference source which codes every disorder known to man and woman in a numerical format and thus legitimizes new diseases, syndromes, maladies and, near as I can figure, crazy intellectual pipe dreams).  This time, they've outdone themselves, making a mental disorder out of folks who engage in free thinking and opposition to authority.  Hey, even as a kid I knew they did this stuff in the old Soviet Union, and we know the practice continues in Russia today.  Why are we intent upon becoming Russia?  For my part, and not as a patient (underline that, please), I've encountered a few psychologists in my life.  Some were rock-solid, and some appeared disturbed in their own right. Very, very.  I really, really buy that old chestnut hypothesis suggesting that some people in the psych field enter that troubled portal as much to learn about themselves as to learn about their patients.  Meanwhile, the medical conjurer class continues adjusting that freakin' lucrative DSM.  Who's going to stop the clown show?  Surely not the clowns.

From Drug Dynasty to Duck Dynasty:  Gay lobby, you are becoming ever so tiresome in your militancy.  Why the speech-fascist tendencies?  Would you be better off in Iran or Russia?  Look, I fought for your right to serve honorably in the military, but tone down the persistent outrage.  If you keep going off half-cocked (um. . .) like this, some might believe that you aren't comfy with your own sexual "identity."  There will always be folks who cannot or will not accept gays, and just as Phil Robertson of Duck Dynasty exercised his First Amendment rights by quoting biblical history and pointing out -- correctly -- how human anatomy is constructed, your representatives did the same by taking Mr. Robertson to task.  That should have been the end of it.  However, when members of any group take the extra step of demanding firings or resignations, that's a wrong-way street, cowardly and absurd.  We must not shut anyone up in these matters.   You've already pounced mercilessly upon the recent release, The Book of Matt, which portrays tragically murdered gay kid and agenda-cloaked poster boy Matthew Shepherd (hope I spelled that right) as the victim of drug use/users rather than intentional gay mayhem.  Come on, there's room for everybody to speak.
 
The DD controversy?  I can't comment on the religious aspects, but having worked in the medical field I can suggest that gay folk check out human anatomy reference sources -- where all available evidence indicates the dangers and inappropriateness of anorectal activities other than those intended via human physiology.  I've never seen a medical textbook suggesting the anal highway journey as a way of life, and there can be severe consequences.  I mean, do what you want to do, as gay people have throughout history -- but it's kind of hard to argue against basic anatomical principles, no matter how nature, in her own peculiar way, instructs some to manipulate the dilemma for sexual reasons (and I do believe homosexuality is hard-wired, not a flip of some coin of choice).  Be yourself, live free or die, whatever, but respect the rights of others to speak, as you would have them respect your rights to speak.  To do otherwise puts our society in serious trouble, and guess whose heads are the first to be chopped off in the end if things go bonkers?  Got that?  Good, 'cause I ain't in the mood to reiterate today.  By the way. . .

Have a happy 2014 and don't forget to vote bad people out in November.  That should be interesting.  And don't forget. . .

TURN OFF THE TV beginning January 1 and find Michael Savage's "The Savage Nation" on your radio dial.  The "controversial" Dr. Savage is going big, big time on major stations from coast to coast, and neither his wit, nor twist on political and scientific issues should be dismissed.  Yes, often he sounds like a crabby old man and can seem as unpleasant as your least favorite uncle -- but once your mind cuts through the crust you may discover that his brilliance and common sense imparted on national radio are medications for the mind. You may hate his show for a few days, but chances are you'll become hooked.  Conservative?  Yes -- doesn't everybody quest to be something?  Borders, language and culture are more than words in The Savage Nation.  Bonus:  A poodle named Teddy (you'll find out).

Rage Against the Pharmachine: Drug Dynasty, Part 1 of 2


Drugs sure are funny critters, aren't they?  Scummy folks, in lieu of any other tangible reason to live, risk their lives and the lives of others by running illegal varieties across U.S. borders every day and every night on behalf of far scummier people who bask in the profits of destroyed lives and death.  Border agents do their best to keep the pathway narrow, of course, but shackled as they are by Washington hacks (many of whose lives are probably infested with drugs when they make vital national decisions) and regulations friendly only to drug runners and illegal aliens, the welcome mat for criminal activity hasn't budged much.

Me, I never tried marijuana in any form, nor sampled the other illicit drugs.  I tend to believe life is horrible enough, and we should just tolerate it the way nature intended in order to get that truthful hit of, you know, absolute emotional misery.  But drugs?  That's not to say I could avoid illegal drugs..  I served in the Air Force during the Vietnam Era, when it was common to find pretty much any drug you wanted, either on or off base.  We, the medical corpsmen (or corpse men, in President Obama's words, bordering upon illiteracy) worked in hospitals, and off-base drug parties among some medical personnel were not uncommon -- not that I could blame them, because they really needed escape from the human agony and stress encountered every day, thanks in no small part to LBJ's ongoing indecisive self-panic regarding the seemingly endless Southeast Asian conflict. 

One of my roommates, "busted" off base for drugs, was hospitalized for a while and then kicked out of the Air Force.  To this day, I'm not altogether sure he didn't want it that way all along.  Remember, these were years when the military draft was in effect, and -- unlike the wonderful, dedicated military members whom today enlist of their own accord -- a good many servicemen weren't exactly serving because we were patriots, we were there to avoid draft-dodger prison sentences.  The vast majority performed assigned duties expertly.

But just because I never indulged in illegal drugs doesn't mean I wasn't addicted to a medication.  My final 15 months of service occurred at an Air Force base hospital where I was the one and only medical person trained in a particular specialty -- physical therapy -- and I operated my own clinic, and my entire chain of command was the chief of surgery, followed by the hospital commander.   Their first impression of me may have been lacking, because the very day I breezed into town, outside the base I got a speeding ticket from a local cop (I contend this was only because my car had NY plates and this was Georgia, no fan of northerners. . .), and though I paid a fine right away there was still a chance that the entire chain of command would be called into court.  As if.  Didn't happen, seems physicians were needed at the hospital more than at some kangaroo court of the deep South.  Not to digress. . .

At some point I developed a nasty cold or viral infection, and after days of illness ended up with an overbearing cough.  By then, I knew all the hospital physicians and routinely treated patients referred by each, so it was no trouble to get a prescription -- in these less-regulated times -- for anything I wanted.  So, I needed something for the cough, and a script for a brand-name cough syrup containing codeine was provided.  Oh yeah, that stuff did the trick.  The syrup, brown like Coca Cola, curbed the cough until I didn't care about the cough anymore -- but I cared about the codeine in the syrup.  A lot.   That was some pretty decent cough syrup.  So decent, in fact, that I went from hospital doctor to doctor, none knowing of my similar requests of their colleagues, for extra prescriptions.  For a few weeks I downed a fair amount of "cough syrup" both on and off duty and achieved a bit of very nice tranquility.  The mild addiction was brief and I eventually knew enough to extract myself (and my precious liver) from its joys, but I entertained a better appreciation for harmless medication addictions gone wild.

That was a lesson I should have learned during a duty assignment at another Air Force base, when a pharmacy specialist airman (and friend) who filled a prescription for me replied, when I asked if a particular medication was "good" for me, "Bob, none of the stuff in this room is good for you."  I knew what he meant right away.  Wrong word, good.  He was always witty and intellectual and right to the point -- and, not too much to my surprise, in later years I discovered that he held a high position with a U.S. government cabinet-level department..  Apparently, his talents extended far beyond an occasion where, despite my protests, he easily picked two locks on my locked briefcase in less than one minute.  Maybe in less than 30 seconds.

Though not having much interaction with the hospital pharmacy at my final USAF base, I did make some very basic observations.  First, the staff displayed a large jar in which was deposited one each of every pill in stock, and even in 1971 that glass jar, stuffed with capsules and pills of all shapes, sizes and hues, reflected rainbow colors like a kaleidoscope.  Why so many pills in the world?  What's the cost and who makes the money?

Second, I frequently witnessed the arrival of what I almost assumed were fashion models, a never-ending cavalcade of impeccably attired young men, routinely making their way to either the pharmacy, physicians' offices or administrative areas.  These, I was to learn from folks who knew, were the pushers -- the sales people representing various drug companies.  And they brought presents -- not only medication samples, but little forget-me-not gifts such as pens, posters suitable for framing, paperweights and the like.  Things to keep visits and drugs fresh in the minds of those with the power to purchase and prescribe medications.  I still have a series of artists' adventure scene posters -- given to me by the chief of surgery (my boss), who received them from a salesman, and probably would have thrown them out otherwise because such "gifts" materialized constantly.

More?  Okay.  As my final Air Force weeks wound down in 1972, I started collecting my own personal pharmacy to take into civilian life.  Just in case.  Just in case.  It wasn't difficult.  I simply visited the emergency room up the hall from my clinic and grabbed whatever I desired from the medicine cabinet (yes, life was so carefree back then. . .) with the approval -- make that nonchalance -- of fellow corpsmen who were counting their own days until exit.  By this time the military was really cracking down on illegal drugs, but nobody was really watching the legal medication treasure chest.

When my discharge day arrived at last, I had already packed up my personal belongings, and at customary Air Force expense they were shipped back home by a major moving company.  Among several cardboard boxes of stuff accumulated over four years of service  -- and, fortunately, not searched for by them -- was, I guess you could call it, a generous pirate's booty of Darvon, Librium, Valium, Compazine and a wealth of enough other bottled goodies to make a street corner drug fiend lapse into ecstasy.  Just in case.

Alas, there really is no exciting climax to this story.  My ill-gotten collection of colorful capsules and pills remained concealed and safe for a few years, untouched.  Just in case never came, but I stayed ready, just in case.  I nearly forgot about them, but one day I simply gathered the tokens of just in case together and threw them out, no longer even sure why I shipped them home (over multiple and  forbidden state lines, yet, wha-hoooooo!).

Okay, so much for my personal tour of memory lane's "drug dynasty."  Next time, we'll fast-forward to the future.  The pharmaco-now.

Monday, December 9, 2013

All I Want for Christmas is Two

Readers:  Winter presents occasional or seemingly perdurable obstacles to many of us.  For me, access to computers becomes hit-and-miss, so I'm sure you'll understand, should there be lengthy interludes between blog entries.  However, as always, if you keep in touch with many of the links listed on this page you'll be way ahead on both UFO news AND the real and vital news "they" don't give us via TV's fantasy-drenched progressive "news" spin.

Not to keep you in suspense about the title.  It's very simple, really.  My Christmas wish is that Congress grow a pair and start impeachment proceedings -- successfully -- against the person whose mail received at the White House, if had my way, would merely be addressed to "occupant."

This is hardly my little lonely pipe dream.  National Review Online of December 5 explored the "I" word's possibilities, and apparently there is a spark or two in Congress willing to start some kind of impeachment fire, but the general will just isn't there.  Further, the possibility that the Senate would ever complete the act of impeachment and throw a constitutional parasite out of office is highly unlikely.

Frankly, when you have 100 percent of one party's representatives in the House successfully destroying, despite its faults, the best health care system in the world in an attempt to please a progressive agenda, instead of heeding the demands of millions of angry constituents, what can one logically expect? 

Unfortunately, impeachment wouldn't gut the totality of rot infesting this bunch, because the mantle would simply be passed down one level, but at least it would be something.

One thing's apparently for sure:  This do-nothing Congress, comfortable in its complacency and, all too frequently, contempt (hint:  immigration "reform") for the Americans it's sworn to represent, deserves an appropriate Election Day surprise next year, a time when voters can both send a message and rid the legislative branch of those foolhardy enough to ignore the message.

DON'T DEPEND ON THE VETERANS ADMINISTRATION WHEN YOU HAVE A UFO ENCOUNTER:   Many thanks to Linda Moulton Howe's Earthfiles Web site for posting this attorney's press release regarding victimization in a famous alleged UFO incident -- and note that, perhaps wisely, the release makes no mention of a UFO. . . as a UFO.  Click below for the press release, and below that for an extended article: 

 
http://www.earthfiles.com/news.php?ID=2150&category=Environment


***

Merry Christmas to all who celebrate its meaning!

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Demand the AVOIDable Health Care Act


 

 The heartbreaking result of addiction to hope and change?  Even the squirrels have had enough of the Obama bunch.  Save a squirrel today by voting out evil politicians (non-credited photo from the Web).








Psst, hey kids -- just about now, or maybe a few weeks ago, you started catching on to the fact that President Obama needs your money to get the devious Affordable Health Care Act rolling.  That's probably one reason why he wants the minimum wage increased dramatically, so's you can make more and then pay more in taxes to inflate this failing dirigible.  ' course, it's kind of hard to know how that would work out, being that businesses burdened with super-high wage difficulties and faced with customers who can't afford to buy their stuff anymore would have no option but to lay you off and then close their doors forever  Heck, the prez already classified you as a minor until the age of 26, allowing you to remain on your parents' (disintegrating) health insurance plan -- but now the truth is out.

So polls show that your confidence in Obama is quickly going down the drain, as it should have five years ago, but at least the progressive history-altering crap you're being injected with in colleges and universities by mad-dog, America-hating socialist professors is being called into question by whatever remains of inquiring minds.  Just consider yourselves fortunate to be, as yet, mentally unencumbered by the Common Core freak show currently invading public schools from coast to coast, making even the best teachers irrelevant.

You might be in shock, actually, realizing as you should that the mainstream media currently exists in large part to be Obama Administration cheerleaders and butt-kissers, and despite your own potential aspirations to enter the world of journalism as a career, perhaps you understand that you first serve your masters -- and then you impart either the truth they allow or the truth they manufacture for public consumption.

Perhaps you're also raising a bejeweled eyebrow at another astounding revelation -- that both the Democrat and Republican parties --and don't forget the labor unions -- are uncomfortably populated by progressives, a word that sounds harmless and wonderful but, historically, leads to nothing but communism in the quest for a Utopian fantasy.  Workers of the world unite -- into slavery. 

You young folk even embraced the Environmental Protection Agency, since pumped up by Obama and his regulating minions into a hulking monster intent upon fining and suing into extinction great American corporations, small businesses and individuals.  Maybe even your own family.

Yes, you're young, but, my oh my, how you're starting to mature!  Now you begin to see how those in government consider themselves in charge of you, fully.   And that's not the United States we used to know.  Obamacare?  The ultimate insult, and you damned well know it.

Were I a superhero, and I guess I could call myself Eraserman or something, I'd obliterate those thousands of absurd health care act pages devised over the decades by evil, progressive nanny-state lizard people, and then I'd make things simple.  Like this:

 
ERASERMAN'S  AVOIDABLE HEALTH CARE ACT:

 1.  Allow Americans to purchase health insurance across state lines, forcing hundreds or thousands of insurance companies to compete for customer dollars by offering appealing and wildly affordable health insurance plans, unencumbered by government control except for minimal provisions regarding pre-existing conditions -- and coverage for pre-existing conditions should become affordable once rates decrease and the patient load is spread out all over the nation. Less people enrolled in Medicaid-style state programs because of decreased insurance rates for all should result in significant taxpayer savings as well.

2.  Allow neither the vast pharmaceutical industry, nor the American Medical Association to dictate how Americans spend their health care dollars.  Wasn't it just a few years ago when medical professionals and patients were encouraged to have a compatible relationship, instead of one side force-feeding the other regarding health care?  With all the drug commercials on TV, one might think there's intent to control every part of one's anatomy with medications.  Obviously, too many among us can't function without obligatory drugs anymore.  Just say no. . .to big pharma and the big health care industry, and have the choice to do so without being penalized by government regs written so somebody could be paid off or whatever.  Freedom to control one's medical destiny is really a libertarian thing.
 
3.  Don't tax the medical equipment companies as per Obamacare.
 
4.  There is no number four, but somewhere there's a bureaucrat wishing to write a number four right now.

Well, it's a start, kids -- and far better than the bureaucratic nightmare those rats in Washington just put on your backs.  My suggestion?  When you vote, seek out "Tea Party" candidates.  That seems to be where honesty and integrity flourish these days, and the apparent hatred by the lackluster GOP for Tea Party people just shows the need to get the old guard progressives out of the Washington rats' nest.  What other choice have we?  Isn't it bad enough that Obama's techno-serpents are monitoring everything you do on the Internet -- right now?  Oooh, I know how much you hate that.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Season's Beatings, 2013


 
The most effective thing President Obama has done for the country is to bring the races together.  Not. Unfortunately, the races often seem to have gathered into their own focus groups, intent upon fulfilling culture-specific goals which have nothing whatsoever to do with blending into the American melting pot.  But I guess the president's praise of multiculturalism means I should stand up and cheer.

Black-on-black male youth violence is nothing new, and if I listened to the hate-filled music infiltrating the black "community" day after day, coupled with Obama's euphemisms of sweet socialistic nothings, maybe I'd be intent upon kicking some butt myself, but now the virus of violence, as many viruses do, has altered into new form called "the knockout game" by some.  That is, cities from coast to coast regularly report instances of black youth beating into submission or death white males and females.  Hate crimes?  Of course not, how dare you even think it!?  I realize "Obamacare" appears to have death panels imbedded within its evil pages, but I never would have guessed gangs of primarily urban black youth would initiate some form of the Adorable  -- oops, I mean, Affordable -- Health Care Act even before the government could start the machine.

While threats of prison sentences and warnings backed up by nothing will be the inevitable result, the truth is that until troubled / impoverished / angry black youth choose their heroes more carefully -- and how that will happen, I've no clue -- and substitute black role models who became successful through hard work, as opposed to thuggish music "stars" of the moment who ultimately contribute nothing but racist hatred and really, really bad choices, there can be no rest in the streets, and violent young cowards without a cause will continue to invoke mayhem cloaked in blood behind the harmless word, game.  Yes, just like on the "playing field," the altar of worship to anything called a sport, a game.  Just a game.  With virulent videos often a bonus.  It only took a few years to go from Candid Camera to the killer-cam.

The only funny part of this ongoing outrage, if that's even possible, was an article in USA Today by a vastly misinformed, if not subconsciously self-misinformed, reporter claiming "the knockout game" to be only an urban myth.  A quick review of numerous "knockout" news reports all over the country easily proves otherwise and, of course, the prez says nothing to help.  He didn’t help the Iranian people with firm words of support when they took to the streets, so why would we expect anything better in this instance?  This Administration is a knockout game.

Wasn't LBJ's "Great Society" program supposed to solve inner city problems and make life a bustling paradise for city residents?  And if immigration “reform” goes forward, black youth unemployment and frustration is bound to increase substantially.  Wasn’t there a news report a few months ago about Hispanic gangs literally terrorizing and chasing black families out of Oakland, CA? 

STARTING EARLY:  People magazine, certainly a paragon of hard-hitting journalism (if by journalism one means mindless celebrity revelations), has selected NY governor Andrew Cuomo as its sexiest 55-year-old man.  I beg to differ.  What People has done is to help put a Cuomo image contrivance out in front to aid Democrat aspirations for the presidency in 2016.  As Queen of Benghazi Hillary Clinton's VP, of course.  Thanks to NY City, and to hell with the rest of the state, Cuomo's popularity may be on the rise -- mainly because NY City folk love being endlessly regulated by government, and this couldn't be more true since their recent overwhelming selection of a proud socialist variety as mayor.  The thing about Cuomo is, like every good progressive, he wants to control every hair on our heads, as he's already proven with extreme gun legislation, plowed through by his willing accomplices in the dead of night, with no public discussion or input.  Cuomo as president?  May the party faithful come to their senses quickly.

IRAN ALL THE WAY HOME JUST TO SAY I'M NOT SORRY:  So hasty is Obama for something to crow about in the midst of a second sorry-ass term that he instructed willing minions and lapdogs to whip up an agreement for peace in our time with those in Iran for whom peace is a crime.  Looks as though Iran doesn't really believe there are any limits on nuclear material production or use, despite the secret Obama/Kerry negotiations which pretty much told Israel in no many words to take a dirt nap.  In fact, Iran and North Korea reportedly still labor to put their dangerous little heads together to come up with a radioactive glow sufficient to light up the world one day.  Obama and reluctant state governors everywhere should just allow citizens to own any and all the guns we wish, because the incompetently cunning Obama bunch just gave Iran -- and by default, North Korea --  permission to blow up anything that moves, including us.  Impeachment and prison, please.  No annoying filibusters required for that.

And speaking of filibusters in the Senate, what a hoot to hear sound bites of the recent past from all those filibuster haters on the progressive Democrat side who originally extolled the virtues of the filibuster.  These multi-faced liars of convenience need to be booted next election by voters whose brains aren't tied in pathetic knots by whatever distractions are taking place on playing fields.  Fans diverted from national scandals by sedating fields of dreams should instead be exposed politically to fields of screams.

Now, the Pope?  He's up with God, but seemingly down on capitalism.  I knew this one appeared too good to be true.  Why does socialism hide behind every corner?  Okay, he needs to insist that the Vatican divest itself of all wealth, including gold and silver thingies, and no more pope-mobile, either.  I'm not Catholic, but Mr. Pope I'll gladly accept a few of those solid-gold Vatican chalices, should you wish to send 'em along, and that way I can do my part to help separate wealth from the truly wealthy -- and the truly wealthy is and always has been The Church.

Obama delays another deadline for Obamacare until, conveniently, after the November 2014 elections, this time for small businesses -- the same people whose employees are poised to lose health care by the millions.  Again, I suggest -- because 100 percent of those who voted for Obamacare in the House of Representatives were Democrats, then 100 percent of those requiring election-time replacement in the House in 2014 are these ladies and gentlemen, for they've no excuse whatsoever for the expensive agenda they perpetrated upon the country.

Lara Logan takes the fall at Sixty Minutes on CBS-TV for less than a truthful (?) report about Benghazi.  Was she ganged-up upon and suspended for the sins of higher-ups?  We don't use those words unwisely, recalling her experience of utter horror and rape in the Middle East as a reporter.  Some ponder if this punishing action was taken to actually protect Obama, or the presumed presidential candidacy of queen of Benghazi, Hillary Clinton.  Logan's critical comments about Obama's Afghanistan policy, Benghazi and radical Islam terrorism -- the words which nobody must utter -- are these a major factor in her suspension?  The name of the rose, by any other name, is still jihad, and when we at last depart Afghanistan Al Qaeda will move back in, obliterating all traces of any possible effective rationale dictated by America's favorite would-be on Pennsylvania Avenue.  When the history books finally get it right someday in a less cluttered political future, this president and his policies should be categorized as equivalent to a pathetic fungal blight on American society, and his associates as intellectual buffoons or dangerously misguided progressive lunatics intent upon centralizing maximum power in Washington.  Historians may also ask why none went to prison, though drooling admiration and protection by the corrupt Fourth Estate, invited to those suspicious "off the record" meetings with the president, may be suggested as a factor.

A PRESIDENTIAL THANKSGIVING:  I can't remember the last time a sitting president spent Thanksgiving visiting a gaggle of criminal aliens enjoying a hunger strike in order to gain sympathy for their cause.  Why didn't Obama (more of a hovering president than a sitting president) spend the day with veterans and other good citizens instead?  Didn't he take an oath to protect us from invaders?  I don't believe the oath suggested that he embrace the enemy, no matter the situation. Politicians of any party who persist in directing these folks toward amnesty -- and one assumes the 11 million figure is vastly in error -- need to be, not thrown, but electorally rocketed out of office on Election Day.  This nonsense is all about votes, nothing else, and all the activist clingers such as Lord Zuckerberg and other idealists who think their wealth, youth or brains somehow give them a right to undo what generations of citizens built before they dropped out of the womb need to consider the legal, not the illegal.  Current immigration laws and the concept of self-deportation should be music to any true American's ear buds.

A CONGRESSIONAL GOOSE-COOKING:  As millions and millions more Americans discover – long before next year’s elections, we hope, whose lords from hell have temporarily hidden the true horrors destined to rise up like mad zombies until after November, ’14 – how expensive and/or disastrous their new health care will be, one’s only recourse is to remember and remember and remember that 100 percent of the Democrats in the House voted for Obamacare, with not one Republican joining in to burn Americans alive. Anybody who believes that physicians of all specialties and other health profession members will put up with lower payments and loads of inevitable new Medicaid patients is dreaming.  At the very least, the quality of medical care will suffer, even as Dems help redistribute the wealth, a major ingredient of the Obamacare heap.
 
Meanwhile, the Senate seems very much poised for change, as potential candidates with a decidedly anti-Democrat fever prepare to take action.

THE VOMIT COMET isn't just a NASA training device, it's also what happened to comet ISON as it neared the sun last week.  More than four billion years old, scientists desperately hoped the stunning cosmic jewel would pass around our sun and then fling itself back into space, thus providing invaluable data regarding secrets of the universe's creation.  Regrettably, the comet approached the sun too closely and seemingly vomited a major portion of itself into disintegration.  Obviously, our local star tempers no love or respect for elderly cometary dignitaries.  Dead comets tell no tales and dead comets leave no tails, so one can only hope enough remains out there to leave a clue or two.  Sorry, science.

Veterans of the Korean War probably should think three or four hundred times about journeying to North Korea to revisit the old digs.  Retracing old memories can be important and self-therapeutic but, really, nobody can guarantee safety in a lunatic asylum when the administrators and staff are more dangerous and cunning than the inmates.

PRISON COLONY:  Regulators and legislators continue to control and defeat the human spirit and inventive essence, probably because these folks administering a hard grip aren't good for anything else, and harbor jealousies for those who are.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Montana UFOs and Extraterrestrials, by Joan Bird





















This is a very informative and nicely presented book featuring both Montana and United States UFO history.  I reviewed it for my motion picture blog because its contents include the Nicholas Mariana UFO film and its inclusion in the 1956 United Artists release, "U.F.O."  For the full review and a look at the back cover, click on the link:

http://ufothemovie.blogspot.com/2013/11/montana-ufos-and-extraterrestrials.html

Monday, November 18, 2013

Captain Obama and his Ship of Fools



Illustration:  Misc. from the Web.  An appropriate alternative to Obamacare ?

 
It seemed as though the movie, Groundhog Day returned to theaters last week when some among the more daring news sources dug out an old sound bite of Hillary Clinton discussing "Hillarycare," the ancestor to "Obamacare."  And what did the queen-by-association of Benghazi promise years ago?  If you like your doctor, you can keep your doctor.  If you like your insurance company, you can keep your insurance company.  Deja vu for you

There can be little doubt that thousands of pages of health care legislation began their journey decades ago, scripted in a single version for the progressive Democrat-of-the-moment.  Hillary then, Obama now.  Next?  Republican progressives?

Initially, major insurance companies lapped Obamacare up like mother’s milk, planning on millions of customers and mega-millions of dollars.  Not happening at the moment.  Sign-ups are successful, however – well, if signing up for state taxpayer-funded Medicaid can be considered a success.

You young folk who still cling to the cool, youthful, he's just like me image of Obama -- while the "Common Core" agenda-driven education system infiltrates and progressively alters the thinking brain cells of your brothers and sisters, with more than a little help from financial "contributions" from Microsoft and etc. -- need to experience a wake-up shock and realize that you're the poor bastards expected to pay big time for the mess currently known as Obamacare.  But now that this power-grabbing calamity is breaking apart upon the rocks of common sense, clearer minds can only hope that the health care system becomes funded instead by intensive American competition across state lines.  The way this country is supposed to function.  Of course, help those who need help, but let the rest pay reasonable insurance rates and not the monster prices lurking just over Obama's increasingly troubled horizon.

Somehow predictable, it seems, to now find Senator John McCain calling for repeal of  Obamacare, when he was among the first just a few weeks ago to condemn with some very unkind words Senator Ted Cruz's plea and filibuster intended to de-fund this mess.  Six words for you in 2016, Republicans:  Ted Cruz, Mike Lee, Rand Paul.  More than likely, however, the GOP will strive to choose another losing candidate, and uninformed voters with nothing better to do than relieve the boredom of their lives by diverting their attention to polling places, just to get out of the house, clueless about anything but familiar names on the ballot, will continue to return the worst of the worst to Congress.

Meanwhile, House Democrats in interesting numbers appear to be abandoning the hard-line Obamacare love boat like -- we'll be kind and say lemmings -- deserting a sinking ship.  Isn't that fascinating, considering that House votes for this obvious Hindenberg disaster plan were 100 percent Democrat, period, end of story?

Meningitis at Princeton U.  A rare form, you say, Meningitis-B?  May I suggest -- isn't globalization wonderful?  We bring in or, worse, carelessly allow in more Third World people than ever and wonder why unusual diseases just pop up out of nowhere.  It should be abundantly clear by now that this government has aided in littering a once-spectacular nation with immigrants, legal and illegal, who have no intention of becoming true Americans and giving up the horrible lives from which they supposedly escaped in other countries.  Used to be when you came to America you wanted to assimilate and become an American.  No more.  Just look around at the cesspool, as community after community begins to look more like the United Nations gone wild.  The "melting pot" thermostat is set on boil and legal immigrants who truly love the United States continue to rise up little by little, often anonymously and sometimes in fear, and warn that our nation is becoming many of the bad and oppressive things they abandoned and ran from in lands far away.  And the border-jumping criminal aliens from just about any place on the globe?  Common sense dictates that we thank them for disease and illness previously unknown in the U.S.   Did this particular bacteria travel across borders?  We may or may never know, but its very existence and proliferation is frightening nonetheless.  Assume the worst as a precaution.

Trouble is, when you're young you often tend to feel like a superhero, invulnerable to attack from anything, especially perilous diseases or Obamacare, either of which can infect some part of your body or your bank account before you even know it.

So, youse intellectually deprived or deceived folks doing all that Ivy League learnin' at Princeton -- remember to stay progressively liberal so's you can anticipate more of the same, next time.  We wish a good and speedy recovery for the ill, but ya gotta remember that the importation or utter disregard of invasive Third World politics and hitchhiking organisms can be dangerous to one's health.  It's a freakin' small world after all -- and you need to fear it with your very life.

Fantastic plastic:   Whenever NY Senator Charles Schumer runs to the forefront to ban something, you just know much of the time that he's spoiling somebody's day across the nation.  This time it's plastic guns, easily produced via those 3-D printers currently exploding in popularity.  For one thing, plastic guns -- as deadly and frequently illegal as the "real" device -- are supposed to contain a metal portion so they can be screened by airport x-ray machines or the like, but apparently those in the know remove all metal in advance, thus rendering the weapon invisible to multi-million dollar technology (that is, Pac-Man's  digital offspring are foiled again). 

What this means in the United States, like it or not, is that at last everybody down to a three-year-old can now enjoy every thread of the Second Amendment and possess a handgun (and more) in full violation of progressive laws across the land.  The plastic genie is now fully out of the lamp, and public servants (that is, people who wish for the public to serve their whims) such as Schumer are in a tizzy, scribbling out proposed legislation faster than Chicken Little warning that the sky is falling. 

The plastic weapons issue is a nightmare, no doubt, but we've really reached the point where penning legislation to halt technology in its tracks is simply a waste of time, every bit as wasteful as continuing to keep Congress in Washington -- subject to continuous lobbyist payoffs -- when all representatives could easily remain in their home states and telecommute, thus saving taxpayers some real money.  But Schumer, obviously unhappy unless involved in a photo-op or regulating American lives with his progressive buddies, perseveres like the battery bunny.  Unfortunately for the regulation-minded among us, gun production instructions have already been downloaded from the Internet in great volume, and that's no accident.  To paraphrase from the military -- shoot 'em if you got 'em.

Just sitting here, wondering if I've forgotten anything today.  Oh, yeah. . .

Impeach, impeach, impeach, then prison.  Guess that's it for today. . .

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Bits and Pieces for November 2013



(Illustration from the Web, posted here because it reminds me of appropriate greetings for a certain president and his wife, once the public finally realizes the extent of their negative contributions and the cost of their extravagant vacations to the nation.  Remember kids, as you and your currently powerless and defeated teachers suffer through "Common Core" foolishness in public school, that  Marxists, socialists and other frauds are people, too.)

Forget about endless repetitions of, "If you like your. . .blah, blah, blah. . .you can keep it."  Yes, our president lied his face off, but what's new?  Just imagine his team's work behind the scenes, fundamentally transforming our rights like diseased rats chewing up electrical wires and infrastructure behind a wall. 

A growing number of Americans realize the national decay we're infected with until the 2016 elections offer at least a minimal cure.  But don't forget about 2014, because congressional elections demand a different mantra -- making sure every voter in the country understands the significance of the fact that each and every vote in favor of "Obamacare" in the House of (alleged) Representatives was cast by a Democrat.   "Mooooooo," the herd was rumored to say in response to allegations that there was nothing remotely partisan about this travesty, incorporating leftovers from "Hillary Care" and likely decades of  wish-list medical legislation prepared by progressives and other communist-lovin' special interest groups just waiting for the chance to pounce. 

Meanwhile. . ."self-insured" businesses fight to keep the reasonable self-alternatives, even as Obama's minions strive to destroy this option, attacking like flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz.

Veterans Day with the president.  The very fraud-in-chief whose gang tried to keep World War II vets away from their memorial in D.C. during the government shutdown which was perpetrated by himself, helpful Harry and the Senate appeared as nothing but a giant phony as he spoke and praised vets on Veterans Day.  As a Vietnam Era veteran, allow me to reiterate the obvious and express with no doubts whatsoever that this prez wouldn't know how to appreciate active duty military personnel or veterans if the ability to do so was infused into his breakfast cereal, or whatever he eats in the morning.  Meanwhile, while a growing number of rational heads in the USA consider whether Mr. Obama should be impeached. . .

Egypt wants to put Obama on trial as a terrorist.  Our president's brother is already in deep trouble for supporting and aiding the Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt, and Egypt blames B.O. himself for interfering in Egypt via his own support of the Muslim B., resulting in terror and death due to the Big Man's support of Morsi & thugs incorporated.  The efforts of Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton have done nothing in the Middle East except inflame all sides, so one might be inclined to tell Egypt, whether in person or in absentia, let the Obama trials begin.  Maybe the Egyptians can get what we can't get here in our own courts.

Good going, not, John Kerry.  So what was that all about, those seedy secret negotiations with Iran, pretty much allowing Iran to procure pretty much whatever nuclear ingredients it desired, giving them the store and the rest of us nothing of consequence?  No wonder Israel went nuts upon learning the details.  Fortunately, France intervened (France?  What the. . .?) and Iran bowed out of an agreement for the moment -- likely because they continue to prop up their nuke war program and lying their butts off.

I know, I know, I know, I know -- but something in me boils when I see U.S. Marines and other members of our military playing cleanup in the Philippines and other places around the world when disasters occur.  Or to be more specific -- these fine men and women did not sign up and take an oath to be international janitors and delivery boys.  Let the damned nearly useless U.N. handle these matters and tell our global president to remember why our Armed Forces exist. . .or what's left of them, under this presidential fraud.  Were I on active duty right now, I think I'd be biting my own foot to maintain control.  I wonder how many military suicides have some, even some small connection, to the White House pretender's gutting of Armed Forces' abilities, rules, cohesiveness and man/woman power?   Less diplomacy and more expert toughness is required in today's world, especially with Chinese communists embracing their military muscle even more.

Thought for the Day:  The Tea Party folks are not the revolutionaries we need to worry about, and, indeed, they could end up taking back the conservative components of the constipated and ineffectual Republican Party.  The radical and/or mentally unstable revolutionaries surrounding our president are the demons which truly comprise the eye of a very current and nightmarish national hurricane.

Impeachment festival?  Efforts are underway in the House to impeach attorney general Eric Holder over several issues.  This isn’t likely to go anywhere when it reaches the Senate, Inc., but as long as the mood is impeachment, don’t stop with Holder.  There are plenty of fish to fry in the sea of corruption.

As the usual gang of power brokers and corrupt politicians forge ahead with immigration "reform," and I'm thinking that prison terms may be called for here among those folks, it's not out of the question to expect that terrorist elements within our borders can hardly wait for the day when "legal" becomes license to operate more openly and with less interference from law enforcement. 

Why is it?  Why is it that physicians and other health care workers face some troubled times under the Affordable Care Act, yet the legislative lawyers at various levels who helped draft this mess and put it into effect get off scot free?  Where is tort reform?  Where is the Affordable Attorney Act? 

If "Obamacare" has taught us anything, it is yet another indication that powerful forces are hell bent on enslaving our privacy to the nanny computer.  At this point, how do you wake the kids up and convince them that the wonderment and ease of digital technology is a friend destined to become their enemy?  It's just a matter of time, with big government's help.

A final word:  If the escalating costs of enrollment in Obamacare -- either to participants or to taxpayers who eventually have to shoulder state-based Medicaid costs -- aren't enough, just wait until Obama's "green" regulations on domestic energy production go into effect.  Coal plants and any other energy source deemed un-green by this clueless intellectual maniac are already on notice, and Obama's efforts can only result in expensive energy price spikes.  The president who promised that energy prices must "necessarily skyrocket" aims to fulfill his prophecy -- or maybe the word is commandment.  The eleventh.