Bloodying the Fabric of Pittsburgh: I regret that alleged murderer Robert Bowers and I even share the same initials in our names. Is this guy a throwback to the 1930s? In 2018, the last horror we should expect in the United States is some demented white guy consumed with killing innocent members of any Jewish community.
To be blunt, if one has an itchy trigger finger and a head-pounding urge to protect himself from an enemy, better to hook up with a militia and head for the Southern border, where a leftist-organized mob of young invaders on the march intend to illegally bring in an attitude, diseases, virtually no education or skills and numbers just large enough to threaten the foundations of our democratic republic merely by getting a rather large and dangerous foot in our border door. Can our military alone handle the announced incursion, bridled as they may be by last-minute decorum changes in the form of Amy Vanderbilt-style battlefield etiquette? Congress could quickly revise laws, but Democrats willing to sell their nation's soul for votes traditionally won't lift a finger.
May we suggest stopping the invaders with giant nets and perhaps have a go at using those "killer robots" we've seen sprinting across the countryside in test cases? And once again, may we request of our U.S. Air Force to at last bring out and use its ultimate weapon, the "gay bomb," intended but rejected to turn enemy regiments absolutely and romantically bonkers homosexual in order to deflect their attraction from our border to one another? Worth a shot, we say.
Meanwhile, the mourning people of Pittsburgh and others of good will around the country pray for peace, many still refusing to see firearms placed strategically within houses of worship, movie theaters and the like as the best option for protecting large groups of people. Unfortunately, if they expect love or some similar quality to replace blind rage on the part of those with secret mental problems or with agenda-driven mindsets, it's going to be a very long wait. I know what we are.
The Florida bomber: Sayoc, the phony Seminole (as confirmed by Seminoles themselves) was a bad speller to say the least, and to everyone's good fortune quite good at producing 14 bombs that didn't kill anybody while in transit. The only notable aspect of his brief time in the limelight was the interesting fact that he managed to target a veritable rogue's gallery of unindicted Democrats, major players of the United States leftist Politburo. This fool couldn't spell very well, but he sure paid attention to names of the no good, the very bad and the coyote-ugly.
(Political statement: ANY vote for a Democrat this time around is a vote for invasions at the border and a drop of invigoration for a resurrection of national Obama blood-sucking vampirism rule. I'm an Independent voter and I approve this dire message.)
When will gender benders attack electronics stores? Lately, I'm faced with the dilemma of finding a replacement antenna for a "vintage" HD radio passed along by a cousin who found it abandoned in a condo which he helps manage. This shouldn't be difficult, yet I'm suddenly face-to-face with the necessity of searching for an antenna sporting a "male" connector which fits snugly into the radio's "female" connection. If I ask a clerk for a male connector, will I be arrested for not being inclusive enough? Are there lesbian, gay, hermaphrodite, transsexual and transvestite antenna plugs on the shelves, and if so should I purchase one of each just to be fair? Life was so uncomplicated when you could just call somebody a sexist.
After Trump: We reiterate -- at least provisionally -- our recommendation of Wall Street Journal reporter Jason Riley for President! Anybody have a time machine so we can make him our first African-American President and erase any memory of the Obama bunch?
