Casting the obvious and inherent aside, Australia's spineless prime minister has decided, following the latest extermination of native-born Australians by ISIS and the radical Islamic poison currently swallowing up free and decent people all over the globe, to un-solve the outrage by banning more firearms from his citizens and cracking down on whatever he apparently thinks sounds good in a speech. Like most of Western Europe's political elite, he has eyes that will not see the Islamic and Sharia Law dangers making headway in his country. Perhaps he should take a lesson from France and Ireland, now consumed hazardously with mosques springing up like deadly toadstools and people brought in who have no intention of assimilating.
In fact, the masses allowed to enter under misguided compassion and political expedience, as we now know, are intent upon replacing their host societies with another form of government. Islam IS a government unto itself, with no appetite for co-existence with any other way of life. If you're a fan of beheadings, fingers and hands chopped off, rapes as a matter of course, women covered up almost completely and gay people or "nonbelievers" being thrown from the tops of high-rise buildings, then life regimented under Sharia is for you. (I suppose an argument could be made for allowing hand-chopping for thieves caught stealing mail from USPS mailboxes, quite a problem in the USA currently.)
Can't we all just get along? Yes, if half submit to tyrants and the other half are murdered because of noncompliance and refusal to convert to Islam. That's the choice we all face, whether residing in the USA, Australia, Canada or pretty much anywhere in a currently threatened, if not deteriorating Western civilization.
Speaking of troublesome entities, why won't Democrats publicly release their detailed report on reasons why they lost the election? We suspect that once key operatives actually got around to holding up a mirror to their stupid policies and less than appealing candidates, the reflection in their own faces filled them with fear, sort of like a Medusa event without actual snakes in their hair.
Meanwhile, our days are filled with Jeffrey Epstein, Epstein and more Epstein, complemented by a cascade of never-ending televised drug commercials. While we're happy to know all may disappear from TV screens soon, removal of drug advertising would be a great first step. Let doctors decide what patients should take instead of exposing the public to these medication cattle calls!
Progressing from cattle calls to cattle cars, does anybody actually enjoy flying commercially anymore? I've experienced my share of air travel both in the Air Force and outside, but ever since the world's terrorists conquered our fantasies of safety my desire to feel like a poked, prodded and searched criminal even before boarding a flight keeps me grounded. Travel by air used to be such fun, but the quality of engagements with both security and incredibly rude (if not psychotic) fellow passengers is such a nightmare in waiting now -- not to mention the risk of deadly drone encounters in flight. . .and, of course, those damned UFOs (what was that report last week about a pilot flying over Rhode Island who reported being freaked out while paced by a silver cylindrical something just yards off his wingtip?). If I ever had to fly again I would insist upon accompaniment by an emotional support anaconda which would remain free to roam and eat in the passenger compartment while I secure myself in the cargo area.
Today's puzzlement: If human populations are on the decline in the United States and illegal aliens are leaving or being tossed out in quantity (THANK YOU I.C.E.), why the constant drum beat about a lack of housing? Seems there should be plenty of places to occupy or revise without a need to rip up more forests and protected land. Bat crap-crazy environmentalism drives me bonkers, but there is such a thing as reasoned environmental care, and I sometimes fear that the Trump people may forget this. The time long, long ago when we forgot in a quest to have it all that we share the planet with other lives was a very sad occasion.
One of my favorite environmental outrages is when "developers" clear-cut multiple acres of exquisite fruit trees, berries, wildflowers and other natural settings and then have the gall to name new streets after everything they just cut away and destroyed (Pear Tree Lane, Marigold Way, etc.).
We shall cautiously wish for an at least tolerable and maybe reasonable 2026 -- but don't bet your ass on it!
