Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Killing a Country - The Suicidal Left


Isn't it interesting how the press and public organizers currently focus upon celebrity suicides, but few apparently care a scintilla about the slow and predetermined intellectual suicide of a country happening right before our eyes?  Anybody truly caught up in the spider web of leftist compassion for "the children," believing this agenda is pure, plays a fool's game.

Compassion, either legitimate or phony, blindly driven by the thirst for political power is a very dangerous thing.  Yes, we're referencing the border which separates and protects the United States from a majority of the world's human misery, evils, detritus and invading numbers that won't stop coming unless we enforce our laws.

Unfortunately, speaking of national suicide, religious organizations of several faiths believe it their duty to overwhelm national borders with the world's masses -- and converting all of this into obscene amounts of money for their own coffers along the way.  Who pays?  We pay.

Donald Trump, on the way to possibly becoming one of our greatest Presidents (sorry, but I'm not alone in that opinion), is our last and best chance to protect the border and kick out a hell of a lot of people who have no business being here AND CERTAINLY DESERVE NO COMPASSION FOR SUBJECTING THEIR CHILDREN TO THE HAZARDOUS JOURNEY NORTH.

Trump's "America first" policy may not bode well for the "blame America first" cult on the left, and we would hope his administration will hold firm on the immigration issue -- though we harbor fears about Speaker Ryan and his colleagues who are pushing an absolutely dreadful bill pretty much mirroring the "Gang of Eight" attempts from last time.

We condemn the Pope, Pelosi, moron celebs and others crying their eyes out and blaming the government for the inescapable fact that the "poor children" are here because their families brought or sent them here.  We don't care about the reasons, we care about the laws.  That AG Jeff Sessions has announced that domestic violence will no longer be an option for entry into the U.S. is logical:  That is to say, if a woman from some Central American crap hole arrives at our border with four children in tow and demands admission because a pit bull ripped her arm off, why would this be any less of a reason than if her husband beat her?  We cannot and never should have embraced the world's domestic problems.

And speaking of Central America, isn't it generally accepted that "refugees" must be taken in by the first country they reach -- which would be Mexico?  So how is it that Mexico helps their journey along to the USA?  Refugees, illegal aliens, undocumented border crossers -- I say tomAto, you say toMAto, let's call the whole thing off.  Oh, if life were indeed song lyrics.

We now have all sorts of information hidden during the disgusting Obama years demonstrating how statistics were fudged and actions kept out of public view when it came to depositing illegal "children" (criminals, too) all over the country, and the particular shame of it all is that the Obama bunch are not in prison for a litany of illegalities and enshrouded maneuvers.  Sadly, too many young people poised to vote do not understand that the left is the crazed beast and its basic makeup is not up for change, no matter what its inner circle says.

AT THE VERY LEAST, Congress could solve in one day the pathetic issue of "anchor babies," whose mothers strive to give birth in the USA so their children can become instant citizens and thereby open the door for the whole mother-freaking trash family to enter the country and help suck the welfare cow dry, courtesy of stupid American taxpayers and members of Congress who allow this travesty to continue and grow out of control.  By the way, how's that Social Security account doing these days, abused as it is by a cascade of folks who should have no access to it?  Get rid of anchor babies now!

So where is my sympathy for the global masses?  I guess at the same place where it might have been even before various societies became aware of the existence of other peoples -- blissfully absent.  Frankly, I expressed my ultimate compassion during four Air Force years working in a medical capacity as the Vietnam years rolled forth, helping care for thousands of patients, so I don't mind saying that I'm darned nearly fresh out of tears for the border-invading rest of the world.  Hey President Trump, hey House, hey Senate -- just roll through these unresolved thousands of "claims" for permanent residency in the U.S. and kick what appears overwhelmingly to be either the dregs of the planet or baby machines with little in their heads except the will to reproduce an excess of more unfortunate poverty-stricken beings out of our country.

Incidentally -- anybody remember those folks waiting at the gates for years who applied for citizenship via the legal process in the first place?  The "Invasion First" policy demonstrated by criminals accompanied by safety valves called children is hardly a good way to make America great again.

Which means, if you don't want your babies and older kids subjected to U.S. laws, don't bring or send them here in the first place.  The families, not our laws, are the absolutely dirt bag perpetrators here, helped along in no small way by the Mexican government which looks the other way as the transit of unending hundreds of thousands continued over the decades.

The U.S. political left wants no part of any of this because they need new voters, new dues-paying union employees whose campaign contributions fill their coffers and people eternally grateful to the Democrats for making the mean old conservatives with national values go away.  To that end, the left will jeopardize all of us and always has.

Unfortunately, new polls suggest millennials have no problems embracing socialism, even though most have no idea what socialism is.  We'll make it simple:  Socialism is what leftist conduct leads to, and the Democrat elite are leftists -- their ranks infested as never before with radical players who would like nothing better than to mold a country whose finest parts will, as always happens, degenerate into a country like Venezuela.  The misplaced yet hard-sought image of Utopia will forever remain in the fiction books.

The Fabulous Four:  Google, Amazon, Facebook and Twitter, according to an investigation conducted by The Daily Caller (June 6), are assisted by the Southern Poverty Law Center in determining what entities are "hate groups."  Amazon is particularly singled out for pretending to be unbiased while simultaneously giving the SPLC "the most direct authority" to identify hate groups.  The SPLC, affirms the investigation, has a history of inaccuracies, so this appears a marriage made in hell for sure, in our opinion.  Because the Center has a strange and questionable habit of listing conservative organizations as hate groups, the issue here is hardly minimal in scope.

Get out the Crayons!  Reuters (June 12) reports that the Freedom Party of veteran Dutch anti-Islam politician Geert Wilders will hold a cartoon competition depicting Mohammad later this year.  Because violence always seems to be invoked when these contests occur, we can only hope that cartoon images of Mohammad really take the cake!  We're not sure about this, of course, but once we've seen cartoons of Mohammad depicted with a bomb in his turban (as in years past), that pretty much says it all.  Wilders himself desires to ban the Koran, stating that Islam is a totalitarian faith with tolerance for no other religion and no desire for freedom of speech.  Hmm -- a religion which believes in throwing gay people to their death from roofs and stoning women to death has no tolerance?

Welcome to the United States Space Force:  This is an idea whose time had come years ago, and we applaud Trump for publicly endorsing the concept and forging ahead, as he explained that we must have "dominance in space."  While many insist, correctly by the way, that future skirmishes and wars will significantly involve access to clean water, it's no secret that China, Russia and lesser up-and-coming space race players harboring less than friendly intent toward competitors constitute a growing threat to neighboring satellites and other devices sharing deep space.  A USSF, unquestionably, is another ultra-expensive asset we can't afford, but nor can we sign a national death warrant by ignoring the deadly obvious possibilities which lurk increasingly in space (such as satellite killers and lasers equipped to devastate entire cities)  -- and this time we aren't talking about alien invaders from Tau this or Zeta that.  As a side note, we're curious to see if a whole new standard regarding military rank, uniforms and uniform insignias emerge from this forward-looking plan, once it takes off into the wild no-longer-necessarily-blue yonder.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Just Drinking in the News



What a great time to be a Democrat if you're mentally disturbed.  You can join with a progressively evolving party, act out in the most outrageous ways and make no sense at all except to those who are just like you -- and, be highly revered by the scattered similarly-minded throngs.  Is it any wonder the party attracts both the strangest and most dangerous disciples as radical folk continue to stake their claim, displacing both "blue dog" Democrats and the nominally normal?  From colleges whose leftist students demand classes free of white students to members of Congress who condemn everything Trump does simply because he isn't one of them, we see those on the left displaying "true colors" which have nothing to do with race.  An epidemic of crazy lurks among us.

As news of big lib celebrity suicides drenched news sources last week, we were also captivated by an article in The Hill (May 31) noting a disturbing increase in suicides by health care workers.  By this week, NY's Sen. Charles Schumer called for additional funding to somehow prevent suicides.  To the senator we might suggest that both Democrats and Republicans, but particularly Democrats, have spent decades regulating, excessively taxing and in general complicating people's lives.  Add personal stress and/or hopeless political philosophy to this impossible mix of lives controlled excessively, and what do you get?

As for health care workers, we understand about the sacrifice, compassion, frequent helplessness and thankless efforts involved -- and if anybody thinks the remnants of Obamacare (new laborious regs, paperwork, extra computer chores, etc.) aren't a component of workers taking their lives, I think they are wrong.

Are those on the left going so nuts under Trump's leadership that a contagious self-internal explosion of the mind is the result?  To listen to script word repeater/mouther and director-directed performer and apparent authority on Donald Trump, Robert De Niro, who takes off on Trump at every opportunity, we would suggest it's a good bet.  What will these folks do when Trump's re-elected?  Will smoke blast out of their ears?

Good news?  Austria is taking the upper hand to kick out radical imams and close down mosques, though perhaps some actions are a tad extreme.  Still, it's more than we're doing in the United States, thanks to various restrictions.  We doubt the founders of the country ever envisioned tolerating a religion concerned with killing fellow citizens who won't submit to its gibberish, and we're kinda certain that a bastardized version of the Catholic religion requiring animal sacrifice might be looked down upon as well.

Blogger surprise:  We who blog with Blogger received a peculiarly cryptic little pop-up from Google regarding -- what?  I think it refers mostly to censorship via the European Union, now that everybody's worried about the flavor of the day called hate speech.  The text wasn't all that helpful, but I think it comes down to a warning of sorts about what will be allowed to be seen in other countries.  I guess.  So what font am I supposed to use for my "F" word declarations now?

Twitter's CEO says he is sorry for eating at and enjoying Chick-Fil-A:  Seems fellow libs were upset because the business traditionally does not accept gay marriage due to its owners' religious beliefs, and they struck out at the Twitter guy who, like most libs, seems to have shaken like jelly instead of holding his ground.  Believe me, you gay married people, when you start getting divorced expensively and you each have to share half the family cat, you'll thank Chick-Fil-A for having tried to warn you off.

Thanks Eric Holder -- for telling the DOJ basically to defy the President, apparently even if doing so is unconstitutional.  Ah yes, that's the Holder we all remember.  Just like those old fast and furious times.

Meantime, Wynton Marsalis, Pulitzer Prize and Grammy-winning jazz trumpeter
let loose with some unkind things about the "black community" he inhabits.  The best:  That rap and hip-hop music are "more damaging than a statue of Robert E. Lee."  We couldn't have said it better -- and being white, we probably couldn't have said it safely in public at all :):)

Monday, June 4, 2018

A Cicada Sonata


(I apologize to my readers in other countries who, unless familiar with cicadas, may have no idea what I'm writing about today, and perhaps could not care less.  Incredibly, there are no politics involved with cicadas - probably because they only live a few days, not nearly enough time on Earth for them to run for office.)



A Cicada Sonata

by Robert Barrow


PHOTO UPDATE - JUNE 8 2018:   I finally pulled the camera out and started taking photos of these fascinating critters.  By today, the song of the males' mating call drenches the air in all directions as cicadas invade and occupy the trees, the grass, the fences and anything else they can claim for short-term housing.  I'll include a picture below, and should mention that cicadas measure about two inches or so in length.  In a few more days they'll disappear as quickly as they arrived -- like any good momentary phenomenon worth its weight in the universe. - rb

At first, days leading to the end of May seemed uneventful, so mundane in their rural and semi-rural silence in the Northeastern U.S.  But then, as if members of some extraterrestrial orchestra had just landed and exited a spaceship, each playing some strange musical instrument in unison, peculiar sounds reached a heightened crescendo by the hour, then by the day.  Mere mortals might have detected two distinct wavering tones as the unyielding alien song filled the air, bathing areas just south of my location with a special sonic  presentation.

Indeed, no children alive and native to the area today, exposed to this widespread din appearing to come from some forgotten science fiction movie, would know they were hearing a virtual symphony -- a symphony of insects.  A mating call bolstered by numbers and volume.

Starting the lawn tractor for the fourth time in May, I proceeded along a familiar path, poised to mow down grass and weeds whose roots harbored no intentions of slowing growth so early in the season.  Yet, something was different visually, and as I looked back at the house and then returned my attention to the grass I saw them, red eyes betraying the critters' mysterious identity as 17-year cicadas, clinging to grass, weeds, trees and the house itself.  Both the cicadas and individual opaque shells from which they emerged covered the same areas, attached indiscriminately to anything capable of hosting their ostensible stick-on qualities.

As if somehow mandatory in a personal sense, I turned off the tractor and sat pensively in the yard, attempting to recall something of which I had promised to remind myself last time the 17-year crew conducted a brief takeover of the land.

Oh, yes.  Seventeen years ago I made a mental note to remind myself that the next time I encounter these strange little bugs I'll be turning 70.  So here I am.  Hmm.  Maybe the digit known as seven really is lucky, for both cicadas and people.

But there's that other little mental note I filed away 17 years ago.  The summer of 2018 would also mark 50 years since I left for Air Force basic training, having already been subjected to the Vietnam military draft's pre-induction physical exam and wanting no part of it.  Like thousands of other young men and parents throughout the country, we feared everything and understood little of those times, and if enduring a four-year enlistment over two years of extremely wild uncertainty was the best option short of running off to Canada, that's what I would choose. 

Enlistment quotas, obviously, were pretty much filled up with other young "draft evaders" whose destiny was clear, but after being rejected by various branches of the armed services, quenched by a surge of enlistees, I squeaked by and entered the Air Force.

Good thing, too, because my parents opened the mailbox not one week after I departed for basic training and were greeted with orders for the draft to spirit me away at once.

So yes, there were self-important reasons why I made a mental note to myself 17 years ago, just on the verge of summer's official return as the cicadas' song overwhelmed life's complacency.  So much we commit to memory, and so much we try to forget as time endows us with gifts of events both pleasant and harsh.

And now I must decide, I thought.  Shall I make another mental note to stake out past remembrances, once the offspring of this particular variety of cicada emerge in the year 2035 and remind me to remember again?  Beyond that, will I even be alive then, when the outrageously unthinkable age of 87 confronts me? 

If still living in 2035, will I still be as "sharp" as that insidious tack I've heard so much about all my life, whenever one's age enters the conversation, or will I be drooling on my bed sheets in a nursing facility, blissfully unaware that out there, somewhere near or far, the inevitable cicada sonata has returned to perform once again among an audience intrigued with song and red-eyed costumes designed like no other?

Make the mental notation, I subsequently urged myself, lest the very universal space which abhors a vacuum might deny my thoughts a future altogether.  But for now?  Back to springtime mowing, when nothing resists the urge to grow.


(Permission to quote or reproduce in total is granted, including the visual, provided you credit me at least by name, though I would also appreciate a brief note regarding the when, where and who if possible.)

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

ABC-TV Insults the Memories of Those Who Served


Come on, let's play the Roseanne tweet game, our version:  What do you get when you cross "Fahrenheit 451" with Joseph Goebbels? 

(Answer:  ABC-TV?)

On Monday, Memorial Day, ABC-TV was all over the theme of those who served, praising military men and women for sacrificing their lives and keeping us safe.  Maybe we're wrong, but we'll assume this profound heap of thanks also included some appreciation for the rights we enjoy uniquely as Americans, all of them pretty much set in stone.

Now flash forward to Tuesday, when Roseanne Barr -- no way a political conservative, incidentally -- tweeted something unkind, considered racist by many, and suddenly her ABC show was canceled, instantly putting both Roseanne and her fellow actors and crew into instant unemployment.

Then the Pod People Express breezed in, and all current and past Roseanne shows were taken off the air at Hulu and other entities, and even her agent quit.  Funny how we increasingly emulate the old Soviet Union, quickly wiping away that which is until scarcely a memory remains.

By the way, we really should add that we thought Planet of the Apes (the original) was a good movie, and we might also mention that all decent people should absolutely hate the Muslim Brotherhood, considered a terror group in Egypt.  Speaking of Islam, how about that radicalized fellow in Belgium who killed police officers also valued as good mothers this weekend?  Anything for Allah, we suppose?

As far as the rest of the stuff Roseanne tweeted about a former Obama staffer goes, well, we really don't care, unless criminal investigations are involved -- though we wonder how this burnt offering would have gone down had Roseanne picked on anybody but a charter member, a senior advisor, of Obama, Inc.  A slam against Trump's world likely would have elicited virtually no attention from the nanny division at ABC/Disney.

But the point here is that nobody has a right NOT TO BE offended in this country, and, yes, yes, YES -- military personnel by the hundreds of thousands fought and died in order to preserve the rights we've come to expect and to cherish, and that very much from the get-go includes the First Amendment and the privilege of saying pretty much what one wants to say.  So one should lose their career over words?

On Tuesday ABC-TV trounced that right and violated every honor it bestows upon departed service people, and they did it simply by giving Roseanne the heave-ho based upon words.  Words.  Freedom of. . .well, you know.  If free speech can be defined as hate speech with consequences, we're all in very, very serious trouble (example:  check out colleges and universities populated by snowflake students), and ABC just exemplified the horrors in store for those who allow our precious freedoms to escape into the sort of darkness ABC perpetrated this week. 

TV networks teeming with progressives are nobody's friends.  Further, they simply don't get it.  A good share of voting Americans are beyond enraged at the absolutely inept, "zero tolerance" decisions handed out routinely by this bunch, a gaggle of supposedly (in their minds, anyway) intelligent folk, frequently brain-fed with elite educations by institutions imparting fantasy.  A clue:  They still can't understand why Hillary isn't President today (hint: terrible candidate). 

ABC (also owners of Disney), we suspect Walt Disney would be turning over in his grave, though his opinion of Roseanne might be up for grabs.  Of course, Walt could turn over in his grave, but he wouldn't dare speak words contrary to ABC's "values," would he?

Two questions for ABC executives:  Exactly what do you folks really think of military members who sacrificed so you could rake in the dollars and enjoy your families in relative safety every day?  And do you turn on the patriotic word machine only because they're deceased and photo ops at cemeteries make your network appear compassionate to AMERICAN values, or is there any substance there at all?

Break out the tissues (but keep shooting):  If one breaks into a store, one may become gunshot-horizontal courtesy of the owner.  Should strangers enter and occupy a home without permission in the middle of the night, enjoying satellite TV and free food as the owner sleeps, to be rewarded with an armed confrontation by said owner would not seem out of the question.

An Arizona border patrol agent shoots and kills a woman, age 20, from Guatemala and the mainstream media go nuts, automatically tending toward the side of the criminal immigrant, because the border patrol is The Problem to the MM.

First, she wasn't transported to the U.S. border on a magic carpet.  She needed to get past the southern Mexican border to make her way north.  Second, she wasn't alone.  Third, either the group accompanying her attacked with "blunt" objects or merely (?) "rushed" the border agents. 

Fourth, her family back in Guatemala, a country long branded with the terms, illiterate, poverty-stricken and politically unstable, proclaimed proudly that she wanted to have a "better life" in the USA, where she expected to get a good job.

Of course, OF COURSE nobody in the media counters this with the truth -- a job for an illegal often takes away a job which should rightly be filled by an American worker.

Oh, and we have laws.  Remember laws?  The sold-out mainstream press doesn't care, entwined as they are with the very worst of the Democrat fringe.

Funny, too, isn't it, that groups rushing the border generally include an absence of Ph.D. or master's degree candidates?  If they harbor dreams of making America great again via their own efforts, why do they not bring the best of the best from their miserable countries?  The answer is obvious.

So the stalwart hate-America-first mainstream media jumps upon this story with all the compassion, tears and bleeding hearts it can muster from its well-worn progressive grab bag, making every word count in order to tighten the screws on overworked and vastly under-appreciated border patrol personnel.  We suspect that media executives temporarily made border control folk for a couple of weeks might be singing a different tune if their lives were put in danger every day.

Then there's the "immigration attorney" group, and wow, didn't they pick some goodies to interview, as they did everything but pee in their undies to emphasize what a tragedy this killing was.  Tragedy for whom?  The family, certainly, but I must confess, I'm not really spending a lot of time going about my day with tear-stained cheeks over a border invader.

Even Central America's collective nations of illiterates (why are we thinking MS-13?) looking for a "better life" as United States invaders surely know by now that we have laws and border-jumping is a criminal offense -- but these criminals continue not to care.

In that, I and they share some common ground:  They don't care if they violate our laws, and I don't care if they condemn their bodies to ammo-induced air-conditioning as they invade our country.  Gender and age are of no consequence.  Sorry faithful, sorry "immigration attorneys." 

Seems to me, considering the state of things, that one of the greatest honors in the country is to be placed on the Southern Poverty Law Center's hate list.  How does one sign up?

Yes, the whole world wants to come here, even the part that wants our population dead, and indeed much of the world has already wandered on in against our laws -- but humans are among the easiest creatures on the planet to produce, and if we aren't careful, offspring of "the family of man" will keep coming until no crisis can be averted.  It's not just criminality, it's numbers.  Big numbers.  Big, big illiterate numbers equipped mostly to wage crime, collect welfare, hook up and reproduce to multiply hell on earth.  Not precisely what the nation's founders had in mind.

Starbucks temporarily saves patrons money as 8,000 stores close down for an afternoon, teaching privilege for some, submission for others:  Look, anything, ANYTHING involving Sharpton and Holder isn't anything a human being should be exposed to, given a choice.  Unfortunately, Tuesday's "racial bias" classes were described as only the first step in god knows what future hell Starbucks and its willing race-champion accomplices have in mind.  We suggest that what Starbucks should have done is to close down for the afternoon and, instead of this solve-nothing bull crap almost guaranteed to do little but bolster hostility, invite its patrons to come in and discuss among themselves why they insist upon spending outrageous sums of money at the stores rather than brewing their own coffee at home.

Regrettably, it won't be Starbucks executives who will need to clean up after mentally ill folk pop on  in to poop in the sinks and generally filth-up restrooms now that everybody's welcome to hang out.  But, hey, it's all about d-i-v-e-r-s-i-t-y, another word for backwards discrimination and the application of muzzles, human-style.  We're sure that even ACLU communists are pleased as punch at this turn of events, as they sip their brews at Starbucks, carefully watching to make sure everything goes as planned.  Welcome to another nail in the coffin.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Gun Dogs: Sometimes Bad Boys Ride the Bullet Train


Face it.  When you're a teenage boy looking to impress a girl, your friends, perceived enemies or strangers who already fear you, gun metal reflects in the sunlight as a pretty hot, sexy thing, almost like gold.  A gem of status.

Guns have always been with us in this country, a society which never would have survived or held on to a particle of freedom without their potentially terrible but necessary qualities.  You don't think George Washington possessed, cherished and used a gun at age 13, when boys, men and women acutely knew the difference between being firearm-safe and firearm-stupid?

This weekend I gave a gun-toting friend a book gift, a used volume I found in a bookstore, entitled, Guns of the Old West.  Published in the mid-nineties using plates from the original 1960 edition, the volume was prepared as a special edition for National Rifle Association members.  Apparently, these books were big doings for the NRA some 25 years ago, for the book was bound in pigskin and page edges decorated in gold leaf.  The publication itself was replete with illustrations and descriptions of many a firearm which built and ruled the Old West. a history we cannot and should not deny.

Yes, of course guns have a dark side, otherwise they wouldn't serve two sides of the constantly throbbing coin of life.

When I was a kid riding the school bus one morning, so long ago, I noticed the absence of a particular boy my age.  Later that day, we classmates learned he had engaged in an argument with his father, a public utility company executive, and shot his dad dead.  Obviously, we never saw the boy again.

Years later, when I served in the Air Force, an airman whose family resided in Georgia near our base went off to visit an uncle one weekend, engaged in a vicious disagreement and the uncle shot him dead, shotgun style.

Wow, talk about keeping it all in the family. . .

But that was then, and now we experience a steady diet of school, college and other institutional shootings caused pretty much by young people hosting no familial relationship with their victims.

Which reminds me -- with the latest school shootings in Texas, we see that young instant TV personality and constitutional authority David Hogg has once again taken to his hamster wheel of commentary, exercising off even more words of whatever wisdom might be anticipated from a 17-year-old.

But what's up with these contemporary young folk, primarily boys with guns?  It's not the Russians or the Chinese killing American school students, it's Americans killing Americans, and that's a little difficult to comprehend in the larger sense.  Kids murdering kids and teachers, children and adults blown away in seconds by the juvenile psycho of the day.  A little child shall bleed them?

We suspect these horror stories are not all that enigmatic.  Extreme actions perpetrated by "nice," "quiet," "sweet" boys either on the spur of the moment or as a result of rigorous planning substantially reflect a don't-give-a-damn society built over a few decades.  For one thing, the tendency, an almost desirable trend toward single parent families, or relationships where one parenting partner goes all but missing seems to have produced offspring with no concept of values or rules.  The border between right and wrong is never established, particularly when a big-screen TV or super-violent video game placed in front of an impressionable youth can distort or add mind-numbing visions 24 / 7. 

At the very least we wish Hollywood's denizens, currently so outspoken about gun carnage, would acknowledge it's their very industry whose employees can't work diligently enough to outmaneuver one another in producing the most violent -- and violently appealing -- motion pictures intended to satisfy -- or is that to entertain? -- minds both young and old which have grown to crave the hit.

We also wonder about the womb and chemical exposures, influences which affect miniature brains slowly growing in the assumed safety of embryonic fluid and nutrients passed from environment to mother to fetus (oh, I know, I'm destined for hell because I did not use the term, baby. . .).  Our lives are increasingly awash in artificial chemicals adjusting us to artificial lives, and sometimes we think the only solution will be that damned killer asteroid waiting for us somewhere just beyond the horizon.

Generations of people, young and old, possessed firearms with few behavioral problems, but most of them were solidly grounded in some vestige of organized structure, be it family, religion or even military protocol.  Today, all of these categories have gone bonkers and even the people we look to for answers have few answers.

But drugs, oh baby, we have drugs for everything, and we consult "mental health professionals" by the butt-load, they just itching to explain and help and treat and anesthetize and analyze and suggest and charge people and governments big dollars for all of it.

A gun case used to be a place to store a firearm, now it's a shooter's mental situation.  Maybe a mind goes crazy when there's nothing to believe in anymore, or at least that's the premise.  However, perhaps it's an instance of so goes the society, so go the youth.  Are these mass-homicidal events evidence of a bitter societal end, or will somebody or something come to the rescue until occasions more destructive materialize?

Like it or not, bullets and gunpowder comprise a substantial amount of the mortar which established the USA's foundation.  That a disturbing number of young people have commandeered traditional bullet train etiquette coldly and with insidious calculation begets a whole series of questions which may never be answered, but if answered, never solved.  We are humans.  We are the most incredibly devious entities temporarily anchored to the planet.  Good luck with that.

What TV news barely reported about this week:  When your televised advertising revenue depends tremendously upon a treasure chest of commercials touting class action lawsuits against mesothelioma, the bad product of the week or some injury acquired by somebody's sister's grandmother's aunt's nephew's dog, you're not about to give this goldmine up willingly.  Unfortunately for TV stations throughout the land, this week the U.S. Supreme Court effectively, except where unions are involved, ruled that individuals are not required to take part in class action lawsuits -- which, as we all know, enhance attorneys outrageously while individuals usually get a few cents or dollars in return.  We aren't attorney material, but as we understand this five-to-four court ruling, businesses and corporations can now breathe easier in the knowledge that class action lawsuits will no longer be initiated at, literally, the drop of a hat where a handful of people get together and concoct a lawsuit almost guaranteed to ruin a business and, at the very least, cause it to raise consumer prices substantially to recoup the hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars unscrupulous lawyers have drained from their bank accounts.  In other words, frivolous lawsuits conducted by attorneys and law firms no better than thieves and thugs are suddenly in more jeopardy than ever, and that's a very, very good thing for America and we who, one way or another, pay for their "legal" robberies.

Obviously, TV ad executives watching the bottom line will probably faint dead away, because a significant source of income may need to kiss TV screens goodbye, or so we believe.  As for those progressively liberal lawyers out there, claiming to be do-gooders with no ulterior motives -- looks as though it's back to chasing ambulances and handling bitter divorce cases, or running for public office in hopes of gaining revenge against us all.

Annoyances that won't go away:  Hillary Clinton, the eternal electoral victim, is still out there speaking, though a lot of Democrats wish she would simply go away.  Then there are the Obamas and their deal to produce "documentaries" and "features" for Netflix.  We can hardly imagine how history will be distorted and enhanced to make the Obamas look like George and Martha Washington basking on a pleasant beach peppered with Marxist sand castles and associates of a similar mindset.  If class action lawyer commercials aren't enough to make the innocent turn off the TV, this might just do it.

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Bits and Pieces for May 2018



Like you, maybe like you, all too late I discover a pile of news articles intended as fodder for the blog, but there are so many -- too many.  So, today I decided just to throw out some headlines from recent weeks and, depending upon my May laziness factor, perhaps a comment is worthwhile here and there.

First, though, a word about North Korea's Kim Jong Un and his possible / apparent / rumored decision to dispense with a meeting with Trump:  This is a surprise?  To Whom?  Since when does this pampered ass, his father or grandfather deal honorably with anybody from the West?  Seemed good on paper, but taking a pathetic non-action figure from the page of a June calendar to the world stage takes a lot of exertion and expectation.  This manipulative sociopath with the brain and looks of a bloated road kill toad will never raise his status higher than that of a common thug, and if he wishes to reach into North Korea's traditional treasure chest of lies in the face of Trump's best efforts, this particular Kim and his associates deserve whatever will follow.  Nor, of course, is China innocent in this matter, all the while pulling puppet strings.

Now, from the desk of things:

Climate change dials down Atlantic Ocean heating system. (BBC News):  This is good, yes?

Dying Gulf Stream may trigger a global nightmare. (Fox News):  This is bad, yes?

Creating clouds to stop global warming could wreak havoc. (USA Today):  Good, bad, whatever -- I lost track of my senses after the first climate change article.

Climate skeptics more eco-friendly than global-warming alarmists: Study. (Washington Times):  Yes, the difference between rationality and bat-poop nuts is quite obvious.

Department of Homeland Security to establish monitoring system that tracks journalists in live time. (The Blaze):  Intended primarily to track foreign journalists who say bad things?  Hmm.  I think it comes down to, you speak out with the wrong words, you're on the scope.  Thanks a lot, DHS, nothing shouts First Amendment freedom like a "monitoring system."

Conservative news tycoon Matt Drudge, a prominent supporter of Donald Trump, hit out at the president Wednesday following a tweet in which he suggested that journalists' credentials could be revoked. (Newsweek):  Please, Mr. President, banish this thought from your mind.  We've already been inundated with enough "help" from the Democrats regarding ways to manage news reporting.

Germany set out to delete hate speech online. Instead, it made things worse.
(Washington Post):  Angela Merkel and her fellow dolts should have seen this one coming.  You can't delete "hate speech" without deleting the good stuff, too.  But what should one expect from a government which welcomed every terrorist and loon available with open arms?

Iran Threatens to Restart Nuke Enrichment Program in Matter of Days. (Washington Free Beacon):  Old news by now, but just another dirty fingerprint left over from the fine diplomatic work performed by the Obama bunch.  Period.

Scientists accidentally create mutant enzyme that eats plastic bottles. (The Guardian):  At last, great news, and maybe we can make this enzyme eat other things, too.  Political entities come immediately to mind, of course.

A team of scientists says it has created a pig that can be used in transplantations in humans. (The Yomiuri Shimbun):  I live for the day when animals no longer sacrifice their lives for us, but that day will commence after I'm long dead, if ever.  We are what we are.

Soros-Funded Group Launches App to Help Illegal Aliens Avoid Feds. (Judicial Watch):  Why sacrifice pigs, when one can pick and choose among traitors and international criminals, some may ask?

Students storm library to denounce conservative 'hate speech.' (Campus Reform):  Ah yes, Columbia University, like so many other fine institutions sucking money from parents who assume an education is what they're paying for as their kid's mind transforms into a swamp creature's thinking process.

BLOODIED AND CHAINED Thailand zoo horror revealed in sickening snaps showing emaciated animals shackled in tiny cages. (The Sun):  How could one ever believe our role is to care for the animals, when we obviously don't?  There are people who need to die on the planet, and a good share of them include those who mistreat animals.

Weed killer found in granola and crackers, internal FDA emails show. (The Guardian):  Hmm, and all this time I thought that funny taste was caused by the trans-fats and perhaps a few fingernail clippings.

Whistle blower leaks harrowing footage of sheep baking to death on board overcrowded slaughter ship.  WARNING - DISTRESSING CONTENT: The suffering animals were crammed together on the boat which was bound for the Middle East. (The Mirror):  Ditto re abused animals.  The Middle East?  Of course.

Yale College braces for expected influx of student ’emotional support animals.’ (The Blaze):  Kinda makes one wonder whether we should reinitiate the military draft just so these young combo snowflakes / emotional train wrecks -- mostly caused by liberally progressive upbringing, natch' -- can experience a few weeks of basic training.  May I suggest intensive "blanket parties" as an added benefit?  Then the poor "support" animals can return home and be animals again, rather than enduring the role of stuffed teddy bears.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

When Power Over Women Means Power Over Us All

Not an hour had passed after I posted Monday's blog entry, when blaring headlines in red hit the Internet about the fall in disgrace of NY attorney general Eric Schneiderman, swallowed and spit out by the very entity he claimed to champion -- abused women.  I suppose at this point we need to pepper accusations with the word, "alleged" because the hard evidence still resides in the pages of The New Yorker, but the fact that (at least?) four women have come forward to charge Schneiderman with a box full of horrific allegations makes it almost impossible to dismiss instances submitted publicly.

The thing about Monday's entry is my concluding paragraph, where I (nothing new) condemned NY's governor and a state government dominated, in my opinion, by the worst segment of society just outside of prison.  Then, wow, bam!  The great and iron-fisted Schneiderman, good buddy of Cuomo and other progressive head cases determined, above all else, to rid the nation of Trump, collapsed into a puddle of dirty water, very dirty water.  Funny -- while Donald Trump makes great strides regarding North Korea and Iran (and we hope, very soon, on the Supreme Court, in multiples), Cuomo and the Democrats' great white hope, the seemingly indestructible Super-Schneiderman, goes down in flames.  Oh dear, dear, DEAR!  What will the NY legislative frauds and their weak-minded supporters do now?  They really should have been prepared for this scandal, because similar events of disrepute have graced Albany's/NY City's greatest among Democrats on numerous past occasions.

One clear thing:  Have no doubt, when our government hosts a monster who treats dates like sex cattle and/or whipping posts, that fine example of social justice will do the same to constituents under their thumb, using all the powers of a system in which the intent was intended to remain honorable.

We are humans and we suck.  It's just that progressives suck more.  New York?  California?  Oh, Mr. President, keep doing what you're doing.

Meanwhile, returning for a moment to NY's Cuomo:  As this authoritarian mistake of a governor continues doing everything he can to take guns away from law-abiding citizens (voiced not exactly in those words), we again ask when he plans to unburden himself totally of a weaponized security detail, as he travels the state and beyond, espousing platitudes of stupidity.  If firearms are worthy of forfeit for the people, surely this stuffed suit shouldn't have objections to leading by example.

Iran on the verge?  We believe Trump did the right thing because Obama's screwing of the U.S. by going along with a horrible deal costing U.S. taxpayers alone almost two billion dollars (in addition to the other goodies Iran received) added to another $150 billion or so was a monumental blunder..  As Iran's religious crazies concentrate on funding nukes and terror while letting the people wallow in increasing poverty, we hope the good Iranian people who still remember Iran's golden days of peace can help their youth rise up and destroy the filthy beasts who usurped their power and took over their country.  Trust us, extremist pinheads. there's no imam waiting to come out of a well to bolster the fantasies of mullah twits.  A firm partnership among Saudi Arabia, Israel and other nations acutely aware of Iran's intentions may provide the silver bullet to destroy savages cloaked in radical robes of death.

Monday, May 7, 2018

The Trouble We're In



Mainstream media's infatuation with the "Stormy Daniels" matter exemplifies not the news we receive, but moreover the important stories left wanting in the dust.  As November elections approach, journalism's partisan compass of doom points ever closer to the right, locked, loaded and determined to destroy the Trump administration's agenda, success and the Trump presidency itself.  Yes, there's Iran, a volcano and hate in the streets engineered by haters of the streets, but we are almost commanded to focus at length (maybe that's the wrong word here) upon issues of sex, payoffs and all the usual alleged failings associated with, not one, but many presidents and other government leaders.  This is new?  Certainly not.  But this time the name is Trump, and Hillary Clinton's and the Democrats' spectacular loss in the elections must yet be avenged.  Welcome to journalism for the masses in 2018, where news is seldom what the game is about.  Shameful, indeed, that this simmering trauma takes root in the USA.

Sue the volcano:  As Hawaii's volcanic eruption carelessly spews sulfur dioxide and a host of pollutants into the air, destined under the best of circumstances to make life on the planet a little more toxic, we wonder if the United Nations and its bat-poop crazy climate proponents can find a way to bring lawsuits against this environmentally naughty vent.  Or maybe just do the progressive Democrat thing and tax Hawaiians for the chaos because, after all, it is THEIR volcano and they should have done something about it years ago.

Up with people (not):  Volcanoes will be nothin' compared to a planet poised to host some 10 billion humans by 2050, and still we hear the chant, oh how, HOW will we feed and care for this additional poor billion and those who come after?  Um, maybe we should find a way, while we still can, to keep the numbers from growing beyond outrageous excess?  We suspect this will happen, as it must, but we still have a choice as to whether human population will be managed the easy way or the worst way.  We realize that many consider such talk crazy, but we warn that if anybody thinks it's just the family cats who get spayed and neutered, some folks will eventually have a big inevitable surprise coming.

China, forward-looking, yet backward-dwelling land of cruel dog-eating, endangered animal-murdering, human-enslaving, intellectual property-stealing brutes:  Looks as though the Chinese at a base in Africa have been shooting laser beams into the cockpits of American military aircraft, affecting at least temporarily the eyesight of pilots and flight crews.  Before this becomes a habit as the Chinese escalate on other levels, maybe it's just time to blast somebody's laser toys into tiny pieces.

Stick 'em up! (Your DNA or your life):  Funny how things work out.  We just learned how a serial killer/rapist was apprehended years after his crimes because DNA submitted innocently by distant relatives helped lead the cops to his door.  Yet, last week the government invited a million Americans to donate DNA to support a health project.  Hmm.  Seems to me, now that we're acutely aware that our publicly available DNA can be used in ways about which we had no idea, that maybe it's time to sit back and. . .just. . .say. . .no.  Besides, future technology will only find better ways to know more about us tomorrow if we give them the golden keys today, and that doesn't necessarily mean anything good for the DNA donor.  Not that "they" won't just soon take our DNA samples against our wishes, anyway.  The future?  Will probably suck.

Iran:  Even know-nothings should realize by now how Obama screwed this country and the peace-loving world.  Giving Iran an obscene flood of cash dollars to subsequently fund terrorism, to likely conduct nuclear weapon research and to perform nefarious activities unknown was a disastrous maneuver.  Donald Trump's move to exercise strength in the face of Obama's calamitous legacy of roll-over diplomacy could almost be viewed as inevitable, given the world and our lessened Obama-orchestrated position in it.

The most dangerous fascist-like membership of the elite in America should include presidential wannabe NY governor Andrew Cuomo, who now takes a very public front-door approach in appealing to banks and financial institutions to be reputation-cautious about supporting the firearms industry.  This, of course, is a threat backed up by the power of his administration, and Cuomo seems to have few misgivings about using government clubs to beat private concerns into cooperation.  If America were still America as it was meant to be, Governor Cuomo would be out of office and, we would hope with considerable enthusiasm, enjoying prison life.  Unfortunately, November elections approach and this governing Democrat parasite's extremism is in full bloom as he attempts to fight off an equally radical candidate in his party (actress Cynthia Nixon) and whatever weak candidate the Republicans tend to put forth, as they generally do.  Another term of warp-speed progressive evils will only increase the exodus of tax-paying New Yorkers who suffer every day to accommodate and finance, for the most part voicelessly, the leftist bullies, thugs and punks riding herd on New York, wrapped in a pathetic costume of supposedly fair government.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Gift Rap




I appreciate a variety of music, and throughout the years have even shown more interest in motion picture music than in the movies upon which the scores are based.  The emotional blessings involved with turning off commercial-infested TV networks and substituting a few hours of mood-appropriate movie music should not be underestimated.

But, um, then there's rap music.  I guess I've kinda liked a little of what I've heard, but generally -- well, I still value my Cannibal Corpse CDs, and rap isn't on that list, so. . .

Kanye West.  Kanye?  Yes, Kanye.  Up until a few days ago, I would not have recognized a Kanye West song were it blasted in quadraphonics from the sky.  Come to think of it, I still wouldn't know a Kanye song.  But no matter.

Mr. West has apparently ingratiated himself somewhat to Republicans for Trump and conservative-friendly tweets, and some of his fellow rap artists are angry, very angry.  We hasten to wonder whether West's thoughts in this direction will be picked up by black youth and others badly in need of encouraging words, as opposed to the same old destructive leftist crap espoused by gang-bangers and politicians with hidden self-serving agendas.  That the likes of Maxine Waters also criticized West for stepping off the leftist reservation speaks volumes.

Arriving almost hand-in-hand with West's thoughtful messages comes a new Reuters poll demonstrating a phenomenon among millennials, something previously hinted among various conversations with young people:  Millennials are abandoning Democrat Party "values" in large numbers.  A substantial percentage evidently believe also that the reduction in taxes by the Trump administration is definitely a selling point for taking a fresh look at conservative standards.  If millennials figure out that true conservatives are and always have been the best and true conservators of wildlife and environmental concerns, November's elections might turn out a bit differently from Democrat expectations.

Those bastard macrophages!  Medical science historically taught that macrophages, those teeny-tiny cells believed to engulf and digest bloodstream debris and dangerous invasive microorganisms, were our friends.  Instead, research in recent years demonstrated that these microscopic little traitors might even assist cancer cells to grow and grow.  This and other health-related topics are explored in the book, Natural Causes:  An Epidemic of Wellness, the Certainty of Dying, and Killing Ourselves to Live Longer, by Barbara Ehrenreich.  This new book is reviewed in some depth in the May issue of The Atlantic by Victoria Sweet, herself a medical author.

We mention this because medical science has a way of turning itself upside-down just as Your Huffy and Arrogant Physician insists that a medical fact is a medical fact and you had better respect everything laid out so handsomely and so finally in expensive medical books and education.  This sort of thing is why we miss the quickly-vanished doctor-patient relationship which once gave the patient a voice in determining a course of "treatment," whether for good or ill.  Now, it's all drugs and mirrors and whatever agenda the American Medical Association and a ton of other scientific fists demand must be implemented.  Meanwhile, the old remedies depended upon by generations of healers either disappear or become banned or swallowed up by major drug companies insistent upon making us use their lawsuit-material poisons.

Which reminds me -- there's lots kicking around out there right now about pesticides and a variety of hazardous chemicals being found in every food we consume, and our old friend, Monsanto is again being looked upon with wary eyes about potentially not-so-nice effects of Roundup on crops which make their way into our bodies and the pollen bees depend upon.  Me?  I'd just ask the bees.  The bees always know.

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

All of This Because Bad Theater Went Viral?

 

All too often anymore, college and university students, faculty and administration seem to have forgotten that nobody has a constitutional right NOT to be offended.  Offensive speech, images, thoughts -- all of that has a place in our society, and should somebody be offended either once or perpetually, the best responses involve either avoiding or ignoring what offends, or speaking out against that which offends, offering reasons and evidence where appropriate.

Instead, students and fellow sympathizing flash mobs take to the streets, insistent upon shouting down or chasing away those with views opposing their own.  Free speech is just fine with such people, as long as the speech caters to their own whims, biases and concepts of decency.

A wonderful example of the worst among such instances currently sweeps across the national media as it erupts on the campus of Syracuse University, where an entire fraternity was just banned "forever" because of videos coming to light which show frat members performing amateurish scenes where racism, homophobia, the mentally challenged, anti-Semitism and religion in general are played up outrageously for laughs in order to leave almost nobody un-offended.  Apparently, these fraternity boys never received the message condemning "hate speech," a rather nebulous term which, nevertheless, can and will get you ostracized, extracted and destroyed merely for expressing disturbing thoughts via voice or video.  How dare one demonstrate tastelessness on camera! 

We forwarded to the Syracuse University chancellor's office last week our opinion that drastic measures administering severe punishment, despite one's guaranteed First Amendment rights, were the wrong way to go.  Instead, we would have preferred, now that the videos are "out there" for all to see and, presumably, names of all students involved are available, to simply let the system work and allow students of opposing viewpoints confront the "offenders" so that everybody can talk it all out.

If we have this right, the problem isn't freedom of speech so much as it is student "conduct," according to the chancellor's office.  Whaaaa. . .?

Syracuse U. is known for a great drama department, and we dare suggest that a fraternity's offensive, disgusting and just plain vile videos -- depending upon whom one consults -- would have been seen as little more than bad and poorly advised theater, had they been performed on the Syracuse U. stage with the same non-actor actors performing similar antics. 

We hold no particular love for fraternities, but because all of this occurred in the rough it was only a matter of time before mobs of "protestors" hit the streets, invigorated with a reason to show up and hate in their own way in the name of "justice" -- and perhaps with a dark agenda of their own -- and the fact that this fraternity seems to have been composed, for the most part, of white guys, all the better for those desirous of playing the race game to go on the attack.  We ponder whether a good share of Syracuse University's -- interesting -- street protestors would also volunteer to lower the hammer on Black Lives Matter in mass demonstrations for its kill-the-police attitude.

We, in fact, further wonder whether student protests have more do with their role as "snowflakes" unable to handle the rough edges of society than with the alleged issues with video recordings.

What did the frat videos really show?  A cornucopia of young people acting like fools in their own way.  That the acting out in playtime theater proved deplorable to the few or the many is the smaller issue.  The street mobs attired in messages of socialism and no tolerance, infinitely more dangerous to First Amendment rights than fraternity boys with a camera, would prefer censorship, extreme punishment and, as we now see time and again in institutions of supposedly higher learning across the country, banishment of speech offenders to distant prison-like places from which they shall never return.

Familiar with film director and author John Waters, still in the public eye?  Not only has Waters spoken at Syracuse U. on at least a couple of occasions way back (and I have written about and corresponded minimally with him in the distant past), he is also the proud creator -- particularly in his early years of the sixties and seventies -- of what some have termed the filthiest movies ever made, using extreme humor and even nudity to poke satirical and absurd barbs at society's cherished, damned and misery-laden people, situations and beliefs.  Over the years, through his cinematic magic, books and public appearances (again, hellooooooo Syracuse University), Waters has established himself as an icon of the intellect -- a strange icon to some, indeed, but an iconic figure nevertheless.

Less cultured and certainly uncouth in terms of telling picture tales for reasons best known to themselves, the S.U. fraternity guys walked a similar path, adulterated unfortunately with something akin to youthful fart jokes, and it's more than obvious that they never considered the effects their efforts would have on a society poised to be offended at the drop of a hat.  However, as Syracuse and national media share a field day in grinding this story out in colorful, glorious pieces of condemnation day after day, what's the big deal? A bunch of students expressed something without benefit of settings in an officially sanctioned university drama class and the crowd went wild. 

Some may wonder, what takes more brainpower -- a gaggle of student morons producing amateur videos, or university marketers enticing people to buy tickets for the privilege of watching peculiarly-garbed people direct a ball into a hole (the latter a talent, by the way, enjoyed routinely by every dog with which I ever shared my life)?

It is a profound disappointment to watch Syracuse University fall in line with proliferating gangs of student pod-people, undermining the very concept of traditionally protected and expressed observations sans consequences on U.S. campuses. 

Rejoice!  The thought police are alive and well and enjoying free reign in colleges throughout the land.  Will no one deny them a watchtower?

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Starbucks Rubs Diversity into the Wound




Will they never learn?  The pattern remains the same.  In this instance, a single Starbucks employee called the cops to remove two black men whom she suspected were loitering or doing other things she felt questionable.  In any event, the employee no longer works for the apologetic company.

But was that enough?  Noooooooooooo.  Instead, Starbucks wimped out and lifted the old diversity training chestnut high, promising to close all of its stores for a day later in May to conduct diversity sessions.

Nobody gets it.  "Diversity" training means, and has long meant, if you're white you're guilty, and somehow "they" plan to instill warm and loving diversity emotions into you in a manner gentler but similar to a North Korean re-education class.  By the time class ends, yep, you'll graduate as tolerant, and if you're not it'll go very badly for you next time something, anything happens which seems remotely offensive, racist, anything-o-phobic or (God help you!) wrongly or unfortunately worded.

Starbucks -- three words for your corporate butts:  Go to hell.  You caved, just as Laura Ingraham's radio show sponsors took off on a run and didn't look back when intimidated by a nasty, foul-mouthed teenager and his fanatical little friends who apparently live their days accompanied by a tall cup of, not coffee, but hatred for everybody who disagrees with them.

Okay, racism is bad, bad, bad -- but to force hundreds or thousands of innocent Starbucks employees to undergo the undeserved punishment of diversity training when they have violated nobody's sensibilities is just plain insulting.  Further, diversity training can tend to make one less, not more tolerant of racial differences, from my observations.

How much longer U.S. interests and corporations can be held hostage within minutes via the weapon of instant messaging and the flash mob mentality is a question that must be addressed before we're destroyed as a society, and be assured that not even diversity training will put that egg back together again.

A date with Kim:  As members of Congress seethe over not being informed of Pompeo's secret meeting with North Korea's Kim Jung Un, we suspect that Trump's people realized the usual blabbers would leak the event's existence enough to drown it into oblivion before it even happened.  Oh, the times in which we live.

Thursday, April 12, 2018

When Collusion Becomes Hullabillusion

During March of 1966 the U.S. was swimming in UFO reports, particularly in parts of Michigan.  So intense were press reports that LIFE Magazine's April 1rst issue -- which obviously could have played up the "April Fools" aspect -- chose instead to offer extensive coverage of the events with an exhibit of alleged color photos of UFOs.

A key witness among UFO observers was farmer Frank Mannor, who, with his son, claimed to have encountered a strange object in a marshy area.  Anxious to be believed by a curious but often skeptical media, Mannor emphasized that their sighting was real, not a "hullabillusion," a perfect non-word which informally went down in UFO history to accentuate a grand delusion or elusive illusion (well, that's my take on it, and I'm sure better descriptions abound).

The word, "hullabillusion" has resurfaced in my mind some 52 years later as I watch the Washington, D.C. circus of policy blood-letting among both Donald Trump and opposition personnel.  Me, I'm an Independent voter with conservative views, but I also entertain a divergent side which no conservative would touch with insulated gloves.  So, it's sometimes deceptively easy for me to "take sides" on issues.  Nevertheless, I'm just a mortal human with no superpower abilities.

We hope that talk of all-out war with nukes is just talk among the world's Elite, but should it come and military man and woman power becomes essential, we wonder how that would work out, now that we know a significant portion of military-age youth in the U.S. couldn't be military material under the best of circumstances due to the deplorable physical, mental and drugged-out conditions under which they dwell.

Meanwhile, now that our relationship with Russia could hardly be worse WITHOUT nukes involved, we suspect that all the talk of "collusion" which has given both Democrats and other Trump-hating folk a really nice ride appears dead in the water -- or should be.

"Stormy Daniels," election violations and a daily cavalcade of subjects -- orchestrated, we suspect, particularly by Elitists who successfully hide their own baggage -- just chomping at the bit to take Donald Trump down will continue, and maybe impeachment and a ceremonial kick-out will happen.

From my tiny point of observation, it seems that the more Trump accomplishes his agenda, the more that darker forces come out of the woodwork to destroy the man chosen as President, taking the extra step of "officially" messing with lawyer-client privilege (Update:  Apparently, the attorney-client aspect may not apply in this murky situation, as a criminal investigation with a focus on lawyer Cohen himself has surfaced as the reason for Cohen's visit from the FBI) and eventually, we believe, pursuing Trump's family members, all in the darkest tradition of destroying people politically.

Where were these negative, inquisitive bastards of media and government lurking while Barack Obama, Eric Holder, Hillary Clinton and a cacophony of others screwed big-time with us?  This country has developed into more opposing layers of a who's-who justice system than colors on a gay rainbow flag.

Trump and Russian collusion?  Hey, if that doesn't work out, try and try again with something else until you win the brass ring.  Give a thousand monkeys a thousand typewriters and eventually they'll type out a novel where some extremely offensive people reach their goal of ridding the country of a President named Trump so they can. . . make America restrained again.

Mark Zuckerberg endures and testifies before old congressional farts:   First of all, how is it that he met with a few of them before he even testified?  That raises an eyebrow for me.  Second, if this Facebook controversy ends with MORE government oversight and control of the Internet, the enemies of free speech will have progressed another inch.  Bad news for the rest of us.

Now Bank of America has declined to loan money to gun companies which produce "military style" weapons.  That makes two out of the big five.  I think it's just about time to remind giant banking institutions that the taxpayers bailed them out in grand fashion, and if they really wish to take the moral high ground, maybe they should start with a look in the mirror. 

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Ten Words




"Nobody Can Tell Me How Many Children I Can Have!"

Fighting words for some, a comforting declaration for others.

Time to check the. . .time.

It's zero o'clock and the year is 2018.

By 2030, some estimates suggest that 20 percent or more of jobs humans have come to depend upon will be gone, mostly absorbed by the world of high-tech, robots and devices yet to arrive on the scene.  This raises a question,  interesting as never before:  Who needs all these people roaming the planet?

That's right, us, we, they.

The "Third World" is destined to be especially proficient at baby production in the future, despite a population decline in developed nations.  Why do some people insist on becoming proliferating "baby machines?"  Probably for the same reason why baseball players consume a game by periodically spitting on the field for no apparent reason.

Which means, is there a reason to continue popping out large families?  Parents love their kids, but if one looks upon the future as, not a time of opportunity, but instead a fractured era of suffering, joblessness and enough idle time to drive the newly useless ambitious folk insane, what then?  We may like to believe we can choose or deny artificial intelligence and its successors down the road, but the situation more likely involves an AI that won't need us.

Doom-and-gloom prophecies are nothing new (the latest concerns observations of a giant crack in Africa and magnetic anomalies), but putting those aside in favor of merely wondering about a future catastrophe caused by human numbers alone takes a different approach.  Hours need not pass into eternity before one realizes a basic point:  Every person born on the planet requires land, resources and something with which to exercise one's brain. 

In a world where AI accomplishments become important enough to surpass human needs, desires and basic reasons for existence, what's the point of giving birth to torrents of folk without purpose, destined only to bump into one another or, in the worst instances, murder one another just for sport (and we anticipate, as this dreary episode unfolds, that nearly all wild and domestic animals would already be dead, having been killed for food or, again, "sport")?  Just look at Venezuela's empty zoos and good people who turned into prostitutes and thieves simply to survive under a radical government -- a society in chaos.

We strongly suspect that tech labs all over the world, right now, are flexing their intellectual muscles under either the hope or pretense of building a better world, though the real outcome here, almost inevitably, could be a planet hostile to the purpose or continuation of human life. 

"Nobody can tell me how many children I can have!"

From smart to outsmarted in a few decades?

California governor Jerry Brown:  Trial, conviction, and a long prison term, please.

Facebook's Mark Zuckerberg:  I do believe an astounding number of people on the left really would vote this guy into the presidency, despite the Facebook baggage.  Still love your daily digital "social" network activities?

Cynthia Nixon:  Another actor running for something, this time for Democrat governor of New York.  We guess almost any old leftist thing would be an improvement over Andrew Cuomo, but Nixon's politics will make each battle to see who can move farthest to the left without falling off the cliff.  Either way, assured though it appears that a Democrat will continue to keep the NY governor's office, New Yorkers will continue to see dramatic tax increases while even more residents move out of the state.  Nixon's campaign promise to allow and tax marijuana sales in NY merely shows her wish to gain state revenue on the backs of people who probably don't know or could not care less how many toxic substances come with marijuana.  Better, we think, that Cynthia Nixon continue mouthing lines from a script and do what TV or motion picture directors tell her to do in the actor's world of fiction and fantasy.

The borders:  If Trump's plans for National Guard or other military influence at the borders fails to work as intended, maybe AI could play a role.  Has Silicon Valley invented robotic dogs capable of biting illegal border immigrants and drug runners on the ass until they turn around and go back?  We could order 100,000 of those useful little items.

Writing while white:  Me, guilty as charged.  Look, I'm not about to stand by and take it kindly as universities, colleges and hate groups disguised as puppy dogs condemn people of whiteness for our existence.  How can I speak out in this newly-enlightened society without sounding like a KKK member?  The new KKK-like entity in the U.S. encompasses non-white voices acting as irrational as the KKK ever could, minus (for now) the lynchings and cross-burning.  Radical voices, implementing a crazy term called "white privilege," go on the attack at every opportunity, reflected particularly in what have become, strangely, knuckle-dragging institutions of so-called higher learning where white folk are admitted with an expectation that they'll act guilty and submissive, once certain faculty members backed by cowardly or radically permissive administrations perform extreme mental twists and torture.  From firsthand experience I can declare loudly and with certainty that there are few words invoking stark terror in the English language than the one known as diversity, when applied to race and skin color, but that's an issue I prefer not to detail in a blog entry.

On the plus side, we remain grateful for college students and others who have the courage to issue public reports when various groups or speakers take to the podium or classroom to intellectually water-board white people, Christianity and established values with nothing to back up their assertions other than pure racial hatred in reverse.  And, by the way, these folks don't appreciate at all those who dare to exercise freedom of speech by criticizing their antics and nonsensical words. 

Revel in the new society of lefties, mad as hatters.

Friday, March 30, 2018

Laura Ingraham & The David Hogg Show



Personally, I hold no contempt for teenagers.
  Did I not purchase the 12-DVD set of movies and special features from the Twilight series?  It's so much easier to understand teenagers when you observe them as blood-suckers or hypnotized zombies soaking up everything around them.  Everything.

I don't believe David Hogg is a vampire, but he surely put himself out in the public, where he is freely allowed to express his views, accompanied or not accompanied by a potty mouth for emphasis.  Hogg is not a blood-sucking demon, absorbing the life force of his surroundings, but he sure appears ready, willing and able to meld himself into the political agenda nonsense successfully perpetrated upon youth by the far left for decades.  School shootings aside, I guess David Hogg really could be called a victim here. a victim of influences he probably embraces as harmless, rather than deadly to the intellect.  As he continues making media appearances, displaying heightened degrees of anger and rage, we fear he will eventually burn himself out, perhaps ultimately cognizant as a true adult that locking oneself into an unmovable stance while simultaneously attempting to hush up or even destroy those with opposing views is hardly the epitome of fair play.

I like and respect talk show host and author Laura Ingraham, but just a few years ago, when I clung to the political left as if it were my best buddy, I readily dismissed her opinions.  When her then-fledgling radio talk show was just beginning to reach a few national radio markets I started tuning in every evening, just because I found her views absurd and her arguments contemptible.

One evening, and I remember zero details now, she played a promotion for her show and/or made some remark that just sent me to the moon, and I immediately e-mailed her in blistering protest as Laura went to a commercial.

Upon returning to the microphone, I was amazed to hear Laura Ingraham dripping with anger toward me, going so far as to castigate me over the airwaves using my full name!  None of that traditional first-name basis stuff generally referenced by national talk show folk, nope, instead she laid me out on her broadcast slab like a cold corpse.

But times and people change, and as I started to mix my political feelings Ingraham was no longer an "enemy" to my ears.  I get it now.

I hope non-vampire David Hogg turns a similar corner one day, too, and develops a thicker skin.  In the meantime, let's remember that Hogg's the one who put out for public chomping the assertion that his grade point average precluded him from gaining acceptance to certain colleges.  If talk show lady Laura Ingraham commented about this in a manner not to young, young, so young David's liking, was it really necessary to fire back by insisting -- rather successfully in at least six cases-- that her sponsors (wimps) abandon her?  He wanted an apology (got it) and a boycott.

OF COURSE it was necessary.  Whether he knows it or not ("not" being the least of choices, methinks), David Hogg's apparent connection to leftist values sires a perfect desire to make sure that he gets to speak, but woe to anybody who dares mock or criticize him in return.  This is youth?  No, this is childish behavior and the kindling for eventual self-burnout.

The dish-it-out-but-can't-take-it thing.  But Ingraham's sponsors "actually" took off running because of an angry teenage kid -- AND his leftist-influenced social media followers who may just be out for a thrill?

This attitude comes right out of the "great" universities populated currently by radical freedom-of-speech groups who only accept their freedom to express themselves on the podium or before the cameras, and the opposition must shut up or face lawsuits.  "Social" media?  Whose definition of social?

When I was David Hogg's age, younger really, I was hitting the radio talk shows, TV programs and letters-to-the-editor pages of everything from local newspapers to national magazines regarding my opinions and research into UFOs -- and when skeptics or debunkers struck back at me, the exulted one, ouch!  That hurt like hell, and I would often respond with words rather unpleasant, though falling short of using a David Hogg special non-euphemism beginning with "F."

The leftward media loves "The David Hogg Show" for now, but in a few weeks or months, after they find other issues to sink their teeth into, chances seem increasingly likely that they'll -- figuratively -- leave him abandoned and bleeding on the roadside of public hype, just as he tried with a modicum of whining achievement to leave Laura Ingraham on the same road.

Ms. Ingraham, we ask you:  In general, if basketball players can be told to shut up and dribble, can vacuous teenage brains with a lot to learn follow a message of shut up, no drivel?

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Young Wankers on Parade


The March For Our Lives, March 24, 2018:  It's one thing to gather in great numbers to protest injustice.  It's quite another matter to organize with the financial and organizational assistance and inclusion of the radical left, always ready and willing to use kids and adults to further a political agenda straight out of a socialist how-to book.

We can't add much to what's been said. We agree, this was a day-long advertisement for the Democrat Party, exhibiting absolutely no patience for conservative viewpoints.  And yes, the event included young people truly shaken by the Florida school shootings, but for some inexplicable reason no time or space could be allowed for the brother or father of deceased student Meadow Pollack, either of whom were far more eloquent than many of the hysterical, ill-equipped or progressively addicted individuals who mobbed the microphones.  In fact, despite several estimates of crowd numbers, reliable counters allege that only 10 percent of attendees were of the teenage variety.  Certainly, this would be in keeping with charges that Louis Farrakhan and others who funded  the "Women's March" would be involved here, probably with many of the same marchers from past leftist displays.

Clearly, all over the country and 'round the world this was a pod-people event, instilled with group-think and precious little else intellectually.  When you need to invite celebrities accompanied by gun-carrying security personel to bolster your message -- people whose lives are enriched only because they read from scripts and move like trained dogs before the cameras or on stage per directors' instructions -- nothing particularly impressive should be assumed.

In the end, the hoopla boiled down to one thing:  Expressions of pure hatred for the political right, with the far left's intent to rid the country of all guns eventually, one step at a time, as they simultaneously work on chipping away other American rights to enhance government power over people power -- and "the kids" are clueless, having no idea how they're currently being used as pawns by those who profess that one should never let a good crisis go to waste.  If the National Rifle Organization is the enemy -- and it's not -- then the people who helped teens organize a Saturday afternoon of blistering attacks instead of a memorial are monsters whose actions go far beyond anything they think of the NRA, whose organization exemplifies firearm safety, not school mayhem.  The NRA, by the way, may have found membership rolls increased significantly as the left went on the attack, sounding like crazy people during speaking/shouting sessions publicly. NRA spokespeople, on the other hand, don't scream at people like banshees.

We assume that any of these young marching people who may have found themselves in Afghanistan, Vietnam or other hellish places as military members, suddenly hitting the ground as gunfire bursts forth in their direction, would pray for guns to defend their lives.

One can blame guns until the last bit of ammo is banished, but the problem remains -- the person of terrifying mental status, the grudge-holder, maybe somebody desirous of settling a score permanently with others, who knows?  We're an industrious lot, easily using knives, explosives, blunt objects or mechanical mishaps to accomplish what the gun can do.

As we watch the loudest and most annoying -- and most ignorant and devoid of any hint of proper American history education -- of the Saturday speakers endowed with evolving brains of youth, all we can think of is that some set forth the impression that the only pleasure they embrace is chronic masturbation, perhaps enhanced by the attention awarded them in front of the TV cameras.  Chronically.  Frustrated.  Masturbators.

So we watch, and we watch some more.  We see the most vocal of the marchers, Emma Gonzalez and David Hogg, appearing before the media like new rock stars.  Unfortunately, they speak, but that's their right.  At least they still have that one, for now.

I was reminded of World War II, in which my father and all of my uncles took part militarily, as I watched on the TV screen signs that read "NEVER AGAIN," and I remembered that these were the words used after the Holocaust by governments intent upon never allowing another Hitler to attempt world domination and mass murders again.  Of course, one of Hitler's first actions was to take everybody's guns away.  Can't happen again?  Don't be so sure.  The 1930s and forties weren't that long ago.

David Hogg?  Foul-mouthed, yes, unfortunately -- but forget that, we just hope he's too young and clueless to realize how things appear when he raises his fist in the air angrily to drive home a point.  Hitler raised a fist like that, too, whilst hollering like a. . .like a Nazi.

Former Supreme Court Justice John Paul Stevens believes the Second Amendment should go away.  Funny -- so did a host of banana republic dictators (and, again, Hitler) who confiscated all the peoples' firearms in order to dominate them without threat to the brutal opposition.

Celebrating Cesar Chavez' birthday this month?  Despite what leftists will blab this week, the farm workers Chavez supported via union organizing were legal -- he quite detested illegal immigrants and made that clear on several occasions.

Which brings to mind -- why is Libby Schaaf, mayor of Oakland, California not arrested yet for warning illegal criminals that the Feds were coming to apprehend 'em?

"Alexa" laughs at odd hours, and nobody tells this "helpful" electronic marvel to do so.  Me, I would no sooner have one of these gadgets in the house to spy on me than I would join Facebook.

Less than 30 percent of young men and women are qualified to enter military service due to such issues as physical and mental problems, according to Marine Commandant Robert B. Neller.  Maybe he could have found a few likely candidates at the "March for Our Lives" affair, though of course these potential Marines would eschew firearms.

Sacramento, California heat in the news:  It's simple.  Not because a man was shot dead while black by the police, but because the preventative remedy is common sense.  (1) You don't take off and jump fences when cops arrive to find out who was smashing car windows, as a hovering helicopter more or less nails down questionable activities.  (2)  You don't scurry away when cops ask you to surrender.  (3)  You don't hold up what turned out to be your cell phone in the dark and point it toward the cops, because they might just have an inkling of an idea that what they see silhouetted in the dark of night could be a gun. (4) If you're shot dead, cop-dead, you're dead, and now your family and community can go irrationally bonkers and community-organized to a volume guaranteed to attract every ambulance-chasing attorney in town.  (5)  Right or wrong, the family holds out for a giant lawsuit windfall so the crying on TV news shows can stop.  (6) But who pays for the smashed car windows, that's what I wanna know?

Saturday, March 24, 2018

The Best Little Bomb Maker in Texas



When law enforcement personnel commence using that middle name you forgot about, you know you've made it big in this society.  Too bad Mark Anthony Conditt, 23, couldn't stick around (except he kinda did "stick around" in his car at the end) to bask in the brief glimmer of criminal fame bestowed upon him as precious seconds ticked away in Texas.

What is it with these young folk?  We do put stock in new reports about changes ratcheted into young brains by the digital revolution and computer-think.  In the high-tech world it's the chip, not the living organism, that matters.  Conditt appears to have been endowed with a head diary of secrets as he honed his bomb-building craft.  Maybe one bomb's volatility was okay, but the next explosive needed to be better, and the next after that must surpass the previous, etc., etc.

Was Conditt enlightened by OCD, necessitating a continuing assembly line of explosive devices, each requiring a place for everything and everything in its place?  Did home-schooling as a child deprive Conditt of the proper socialization he would have received otherwise at a public school filled with drug deals, violence and classroom holding cells for future adult prisoners?  Seems he simply didn't care, at the end.

All we know is, how curious that bombings took place around Austin, Texas --  yet, within the same time period, give or take, a young high school student whose first name was Austin gunned down two classmates in Florida before experiencing his own episode of a life extinguished.

Budgets gone wild:  Thanks, Congress, and thanks President Trump (who changed his mind after previously indicating he might veto this damnation)  for a monster-sized federal budget that no sane taxpayer wants.  How long before we find a way to send both major political parties packing, ensconced as they clearly are in their own palace of the elite?  The rest of us don't mean a damn to this herd of flawed power grabbers, and make no mistake -- their actions are frequently all about taking power from us.  Get ready for the United States of American Insolvency and Bankruptcy.  If economic disaster was good enough for Greece, apparently it's good enough for us.  How can eventual default be no-fault?

During his televised budget announcement Trump seemed a bit careworn, projecting a noticeable aura of -- disappointment?  Not exactly.  We had a strange impression that somebody or some event had influenced Trump in signing this absurd bill from progressive hell.  No matter, though, because many Democrats and Republicans seem pleased with the result and most deserve to be shown the exit door next election.  Trump?  Major components of his agenda just went up in flames, and a succession of women coming forward to put the kiss of death on his plans via sex talk -- the very thing which invigorates the mainstream media like vampires emboldening themselves with a blood feast -- won't help.

Putin "wins," and we offer an R.I.P. to his old-fashioned methods.  We fervently hoped that Russia's fading "dictosaur" (dinosaur dictator) wouldn't spend as much time interfering in his own elections as he does ours in the United States and elsewhere, but alas -- once again, as he used every trick in the Kremlin to push aside serious opponents, Putin has raked in the winnings.  Where does the king of KGB ghosts past find the energy to stomp out his opposition whilst simultaneously, from all appearances, directing end-of-life negotiations in Great Britain?  Though a predominance of Russians seem to prefer Putin, it remains a shame that citizens of former Russian satellites and possessions squarely in Putin's sights as candidates for domination via a renewed Soviet Union couldn't join in on the fun of voting for a bully desirous of wielding power over them and stealing their wealth as bodies fall.

Thing is, it's 2018, and though political assassinations using poisons and nerve agents are frequently effective, they're so "old hat" by now.  And to jeopardize the lives of innocents of a country simply for being near the object of Putin's wrath?! Putin or Rasputin, what's the difference?

Surely, this ancient method of punishing one's enemies could at least be supplanted by something more modern, such as widespread and chaotic nuclear annihilation?  Meantime, we're minutely optimistic that as nations' peoples become more educated they'll ultimately reject the world's Putins, jotting their names down in historical references as nothing more than thugs or grunting Neanderthal warlords hiding their knuckle-dragging personas behind the facade of finely-tailored suits.

Personally, we would like nothing better than to be great friends with Russia, and we do admire the Russian people profoundly, but the path to international friendship currently lies mottled with political land mines, deadly threats, shadowy events and other obstacles.  How can one trust what proudly ranks impervious to trust, a man named Putin?  Can't he just amuse himself by pounding a shoe on a table at the United Nations as Nikita Khrushchev did?

Meanwhile, let us not take our eyes off China's devious ways, disguised here in the U.S. and other nations as educational assistance, as China continues to worm its political agenda into great universities and student minds almost without notice.  What Iran and North Korea's Kim regime do with naked brutality disguises itself as something far more innocuous, yet potent with danger internally, on the face of China's meandering ways.  President Xi's name may also be excluded from our friends list.

UFOs, the airlines and animals endangered:  I expected, once excitement mounted over the release of military UFO videos online, a rush of curious thrill-seekers lining up at airline ticket windows, hoping to become UFO-spotters during their journeys both far and near (the curious, however, should also know that surprise airline UFO encounters in previous years resulted in some pretty sobering incidents where passengers were tossed about during evasive maneuvers taken by startled pilots).  Instead, the only passenger sighting we received recently is the now infamous dog killing aboard a United Airlines flight, where a small canine suffocated because a UA moron flight attendant insisted his carrier be stuffed into an oxygen-deprived overhead luggage rack.  Next came the report of a German shepherd mistakenly shipped to Japan rather than Kansas per United Airlines, and even we are reasonably certain that Japan is never located in Kansas under the most peculiar of circumstances.

Some passengers spoke up during the dog carrier incident, all for nought, but we suspect a lot of passengers kept their mouths shut simply because they've learned that almost any negative words or actions directed toward flight personnel or even other passengers can result in arrest or, at the very least, being kicked off a flight.

Yes, that's what it's come down to, and in part a little dog died a horrible demise as a result.  When a plane full of passengers can't even save a little pup from almost assured execution, performed negligently by a dumb-ass human attired in some pleasant corporate uniform, the question must be asked:  Did terrorists win, way back on 9/11?  Yes, they did.

An impressive portion of the world's population is addicted to religion.  We often wonder, for those who take literally the premise that God gave humans dominion over animals, whether the truth might instead be that God put animals here to see how we treat them, thereby either rewarding or dooming us regarding our actions.  If eating animals counts against us, we're all destined for the pit anyway.

Here's an idea:  Remember those two clinics where the liquid nitrogen containers failed, likely rendering human eggs and embryos useless?  Why not make repairs and store the eggs of endangered animal species instead?  Some folks aren't keen on making human reproduction easier, and we suspect there may be a universal reason why some attempts at aiding human reproduction just aren't intended to bear fruit, as we may one day face certain human extinction despite our best efforts.

Teenage zombies on the march:  School kids think they have all the answers in Florida and at other schools across the country, proudly walking out of school on 3/14 in protest of Second Amendment rights, and we expect the nation's young students (unfazed by the masterful way in which a cop in a Maryland school had just "solved" a gun problem, and thus we will see "gun control" protests tailored individually in the future just as "global warming" became "climate change") to shine "progressively" when filling the streets of Washington, D.C. and other environs today.  These kids can't buy beer or vote at ages 15, 16 or 17, but the media seems to award each and every young talking head some bizarre adult genius status when firearm condemnation is the subject.  The problem isn't that children are expressing a point of view.  The problem is that the political left, which cares neither about gun debates nor student viewpoints, as it nevertheless contributes funds and assistance, is using impressionable young folk (many of whom were indoctrinated with leftist ideas in school starting years ago) to gain votes and push a tired old agenda long associated with progressives.  Will cheerleaders such as George Clooney and Oprah make speeches regarding how grateful and fortunate they feel to enjoy the security of armed bodyguards with -- gasp! -- guns? Now, if these young activists wish to pursue their goal, then. . .

Ban bridges, too!  See?  Collapsing bridges, like guns, can kill, a tragedy we witnessed in Florida just days ago.  Plenty of things and opportunities can result in death, and to play one's cards close primarily to the firearms-are-naughty vest is both dangerous and foolish.

Where are we headed?  Notice how terrorists with foreign ideas have been supplemented by children murdering other children and adults, necessitating cops to be on guard to shoot children dead almost routinely now?  It's not the guns, the dilemma is whatever the hell we're turning into as a society and/or as a species.  The older I become, wow, the more I see us human folk for what we really are behind the mask after it's ripped off, exposing the musculature, veins, sinew, nerves, blood and, finally, the grinning skull protective of disturbed, squirming brains.

South Africa's lesson in diversity:  Radical change proved disastrous for Zimbabwe (formerly Rhodesia) when Robert Mugabe and friends decided to throw out or kill white farmers, following which farming and pretty much all significant export business racked up failure after failure.  Now, other racist S. Africa geniuses are actively ripping white farmers from their land, threatening and performing murders as a matter of course.  Question:  Where is that shining knight in armor known as the United Nations, stepping in to prevent plain and simple racial tragedy?  Perhaps they're too busy watching a Farrakhan lecture or some other racist tripe.

France:  Another member of The Religion of Peace strikes out, killing three, including a brave cop who traded his life for that of a female hostage.  When will nations organize and go after this particular species of deluded filthy cockroach and rid civilization of them once and for all?

Space in your face:  President Trump wants to establish a "space force" to prepare us for future space wars.  We kinda thought we've been working on this variety of plan already? Develop a few satellites capable of wiping out others without effective space-based retaliation and we'll have something to talk about.

Robert's spur-of-the-moment Black Achievement Awards:  I nominate the Wall Street Journal's Jason Riley as the African-American (hate that term) most in keeping with truth and common sense.  So's when you running for President, Jason?  I think his administration could have the potential to make us forget that Obama, his wife and those hideous post-presidential portraits ever existed.

Oh -- and my spur-of-the-moment nomination for African-American media class clown would have to go to Juan Williams, though I'm quite sure he believes everything he says.

No you're not:  Genetic scientists who understand DNA and all that teeny-tiny microscopic stuff have proclaimed that there's nothing one can do to truly change one's sex or gender by natural standards.  You can run, you can hide, you can cut off this or apply that, but no matter what you do surgically, cosmetically or in your mind, you're going to remain that of which and that with which you are born.  Apparently, all the rest is make-believe and playing roles in a doll's house.  Sorry, trannies, science is science -- not the pretzel that gender benders and radical leftists want science to twist itself and adapt into to please agenda-driven lies.

Same thing with "climate change" and "global warming," as a matter of fact (hey Al Gore -- wasn't the world supposed to be devoid of all snow by now?  Just asking. . .).

But in space no one can hear you change:  Revelations that astronaut Scott Kelly experienced at least a seven percent alteration (!) of his DNA while living in space for a year was surprising and unwelcome news for NASA.  We immediately recalled an old fifties sci-fi movie in which (I think) actor Marshall Thompson portrayed a buckled-down astronaut who returned from a space jaunt, infected with some really, really bad stuff that turned him into a monster, encouraging us to now suggest that twin brother Mark Kelly would be wise to observe his sibling for subtle changes, such as fingers turning into claws or occasional barking like a dog when asked to speak during military conferences.  We imagine it might be okay with Disney, though, if Kelly starts secreting a Flubber-like substance.

On to Mars:  Based upon today's blog entry, we suggest transgendered folk be offered the first opportunity to fly to Mars, because if they experience drastic DNA changes on the way, perhaps they really WILL be able to change their gender -- though that gender may be something exclusive of either male or female.  As always, beware, beware, beware.

Trump, women, Trump, women, etc., etc.  Maybe I'm old-fashioned (well, think sixties. . .), but should anybody other than his family care if Trump was allegedly doing his thing with ladies, escorts, garden variety prostitutes or wild animals?  We just want him to lead the country, and I find it amazing how almost every old male and female government whore on the left who travels with baggage far worse would find Trump's love life a concern.  We can understand the media's role, because its members are overwhelmingly hooked up to and infused by a leftist mind-think, but the political left crowd o' naughty backgrounds?  Please!

Stink-tuary city news:  Little by little, California communities are throwing in with Trump and A.G. Jeff Sessions.  When will mayors and joke-governor Jerry Brown be arrested and tried over the illegal sanctuary city abomination?

Wastebook:  There is a reason why I vowed never, ever to join Facebook, and the rat hole that IS Facebook exposed itself abundantly a few days ago.  Facebook's entrepren-manure spreader Zuckerberg has a lot of 'splaining to do as stock prices fall and members express increasing outrage over ways they are used by this widespread example of techno-hell.  Maybe the average user can't spell Cambridge Analytica, but if they can just remember the words, Facebook, Zuckerberg and the "anal" part of Analytica they'll long remember how they've been "Zucked."  Remember -- the bad actors wouldn't have infiltrated Facebook if Facebook hadn't wanted them there. 

BEWARE, though, when government next demands more control over the Internet because government needs to "do something."

Talk Radio's Irascible Rogue:  He's been attached to the radio microphone for 24 years this week. He dismisses and berates other conservative radio talk show hosts, and in turn many of them refuse to even whisper his name.  He's written a load of books, many on the best-seller list, but you wouldn't know it because much of print media refuses to so much as acknowledge his existence.  He's been banned from England for years because, supposedly, of his controversial nature regarding borders, language and culture, while followers of radical Islam are welcomed into Great Britain as if heroes.  Armor-plated with a Ph.D. and two master's degrees, he's traveled the world to research and catalogue plant life, earning high praise along the way. Epidemiology is another course of expertise, of special concern, he having watched with outrage illegal aliens and Obama's shuffle-on-in crowd invade the USA with diseases formerly thought almost extinct in the states -- and diseases perhaps here for the first time.  Despite his frequent gruffness, you can't mistake his love for the United States and his impatience with fellow Americans who fail to understand or care about the chaos and danger facing our country.

And of special importance, he -- Dr. Michael Savage -- is a stalwart fighter in the enduring international war on endangered, gentle animal species -- with elephants at the top of his list, as he condemns the hunters of disappearing species often on his show.  He holds a special place in his heart for Chinese collectors insistent upon importing animal parts for either show or medicinal purposes based on centuries of superstition. For these folks and the vicious "big game" hunters (described as "psychopaths" by Savage) who destroy animals only to collect horns, heads and the like, Savage craves the death penalty.  Especially in Africa, the object of a great deal of Savage's frustration. 

Don't even get him started on South Koreans and others who routinely cook and dine on dogs raised under barbarous conditions by cultures embracing barbarian ways even in 2018.

Sometimes Savage screams into the microphone, a device he uses effectively both to raise his blood pressure and ours, and yes there's an ego, dramatic effect and a measure of rudeness exacerbated by his apparent frustration that some people, too many in fact, walk the earth lunching on their own familial stupidity or self-employed ignorance.  Savage criticizes both left and right, establishing himself as a true member of his own independent conservative arena.  But believe it, he has followers, appreciative of occasions when his points are best expressed when he seems to go "off the rails."

His radio program, The Savage Nation airs in a fair number of markets across the country and on the Internet.  Those who tune in for the first time need to allow him several episodes of listening, because to the new ear initially he projects himself as harsh and mean.  But give him a chance.  There's gold to be found in his experience and philosophy, if you're patient.  What's the alternative?  Lame television dramas spouting leftist messages?

Be all the transgendered you can be Dept:  Again, Trump's military has banned most transgendered people, though the courts may do a second reversal of the decision.  Super brains are not required to read up on the pitfalls and emotional problems associated with gender reassignment, and because the military is specific to national threats and "all business" regarding dangers encountered, some chances just shouldn't be taken.  Besides, as we said, science is now pretty clear about one's genes, and you can neither wish away nor surgically remove the scientific fact that one is either male or female.  Playing dress-up doesn't fool Ma Nature, and nobody should play Russian Roulette with the U.S. military's needs and assured capabilities.