November 30, 2009

Game on!

The old guy on the left who looks like an itinerant sterno bum -- I wonder if there are any other kind? -- is Rajendra Pachauri, chairman of the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change.

He said yesterday that There is "virtually no possibility" of a few scientists biasing the advice given to governments by the UN's top global warming body, its chair said today.

Hey, old guy, get out your umbrella because the sh*tstorm is only beginning.

I have a programming assignment I have to complete this week, but when I get some time, I am going to take a look at the hacked data and some of the e-mails. Personally, I'd like to get a handle on the sloppy programming that some of those clowns did. (I never did have a high regard for Fortran programmers, anyway.)

If anyone else wants to contribute, offer technical comments and support, etc., the more the merrier.

Private correspondence can be sent to if motivated.

DOUBLE PLUS UPDATE AND COMMON SENSE OBSERVATION: Ed Morrissey, one of the tireless hosts of Hot Air! hosted Kevin McCullough on his noontime show this afternoon and, among the subjects discussed, was this sack of crap CRU stink bomb. It turns out that my challenge/promise/pledge to get into this matter as a concerned private citizen/citizen programmer has been rendered moot because the CRU bozos have revealed that they no longer retained the underlying raw data from which they squeezed, cajoled, manipulated, and otherwise extorted their hocky-stick results:
"The data were gathered from weather stations around the world and then adjusted to take account of variables in the way they were collected. The revised figures were kept, but the originals — stored on paper and magnetic tape — were dumped to save space when the CRU moved to a new building."
The significance of this is rather obvious:
"It means that other academics are not able to check basic calculations said to show a long-term rise in temperature over the past 150 years. "
So, I guess the only thing that is left over are the data that they have crapped upon. So, this scientists' version of "the dog ate my homework" is kinda like like going to an IRS audit without all of the proper receipts. (Here's hoping they get a good stiff term for tax evasion.)

Anyway, Kevin McCullough makes the excellent point that, since they have discarded about two-three decades of raw data and with it their credibility, all of the Warmists should shut their big pie-holes until they amass another two-three decades of data to re-establish their shattered credibility.

..sure am looking forward to Algore sticking a sock in it until 2029, aren't you?

ANOTHER GRATUITOUS UPDATE: Ya gotta see this one. Hat tip to Hot Air!

November 26, 2009

Free Fallin' on Thanksgiving..

This one goes out to the Pantload in the White House, boys and girls, in honor of his RAZ Daily Tracking twin -15s over the last ouple of days. Wonder what Black Friday holds in store?

(By the way, the girls at the pool party in the opening scenes: they wearing Petty-coats?)

UPDATE: After the RAZ DT waked from its turkey-and-stuffing slumber, (four days of torpor) it managed to find that the POSOTUS was at -14 percent. Not bad for a four-day holiday where this idiot did nothing.

"Beyond a disaster.."

Arising early this Thanksgiving morning, I had occasion to check my e-mail and make the rounds when I found my good friend, Cj, over at The Illustrated Conservative came up with a tidbit on Michael Moriarity who gave this assessment of the Obama presidency:
Beyond a disaster!! In light of what Obama swore to at the inauguration – “to uphold the Constitution of the United States” – it’s a grotesque charade, a lie, a black comedy of immensely ominous implications for individual freedom in the world. Obviously Obama will be obliged to claim that at the inauguration the Chief Justice was putting words in his mouth! He never had any real obligation to uphold the silly principles contained in the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution and the Bill of Rights! All the President’s so-called plans and achievements are as forbidding as Chamberlain’s concessions at Munich. But, as we “Drunks” say, “Let go, let God!”
Intrigued, I did some digging and found out that Mr Moriarity is much more of a rock-ribbed conservastive than one would think. He did a fine interview with Alicia Colon over at Andrew Breitbart's Big Hollywood that closes with this staement:
Alicia Colon: What do you think of Glenn Beck? Have you seen RedEye? What do you think of the grassroots tea parties?

Michael Moriarity: Glenn Beck? A Godsend to America!! The Tea Parties? Long overdue! Red Eye? Very New York! Very Manhattan “Chic”! Very welcome because of its point of view: looking down on those East Coast Progressives who look down on us!!
It is refreshing to hear his words not because I agree with them (and therefore it makes them correct) but because it's nice to hear someone who made his bones in Hollywood express views not constricted by the liberal conformity of the film industry. Why, it makes shows and movies almost watchable again.

Cj also points out that Victoria Jackson - of SNL fame - is a pretty principled conservative as well. Links to several articles, interviews, and pieces can be found on her web site where she holds forth on her political beliefs and her strong Christianity. Both the Breitbart interview of Mr Moriarity and Ms Jackson's articles are worth a visit.

In light of all this and as this stumbling, staggering presidency continues, one wonders if there will be more "conversions" bred by disillusionment. Angelina Jolie who contemplated sipping the Kool-Aid back in October 2008 but since has reportedly come to the conclusion over the course of a year's time that the POSOTUS is "all smoke and mirrors". One speculates if she has been listening to her dad, Jon Voight or it could be just a rumor or mis-reported gossip, but in trendy Hollywood could it become hip to be square?

Perhaps if the box office of the stars who claim to be conservative go through the roof, I'm thinking.

November 25, 2009

November 2010: Hammer of Thor

Every once in a while, one runs across a comment made to an article that hits the mark. The following appeared as a response to an essay on analyzing and discussing the potential for the Democrats to lose seats in the upcoming midterms owing to the sorry state of our economy.

Do ya think?

To be fair, it was an objective analysis factoring in historical events and data to make its point and it was more or less a rebuttal of an article which held that unemployment might not be as big a factors as one is led to believe. But the response below cuts through the analysis and postulations and presents, I believe, an ominous preview of the fate that will descend on politicians in general and liberal, socialistic, unheeding democrats in particular when we finally get access to the voting booths a year from now:
Posted by: No One Important
Nov 25, 07:14 AM

While there is scant data, what data there is clearly shows "it's the economy, stupid."

1 in 5 Americans is now unemployed or under employed.

1 in 7 Americans is now struggling to BUY FOOD. To buy FOOD!

We have VERY little data which correlates to this type of hardship.

And the velocity of news is much faster now. People can obtain news at the speed of light now, and they're no longer stuck with whatever spoon fed media story that is shoved at them.

The diversity now, of both news, and voters, indicates a rising anger in the nation.

We have unprecedented spending on Washington "porky pig" projects, while a nation is burning to the ground economically.

A POTUS who spent a year wasting time barnstorming a nation telling them HC reform was the answer. The nation doesn't believe him, they never did. They wanted to give a new POTUS a chance.

But they watched him blow 3/4s of a trillion dollars on nothing more than bogus public sector garbage, while never even SPEAKING about slashing spending and slashing taxes, in a 71% CONSUMER DRIVEN economy.

Keynesian economics was never going to work in a 71% consumer driven economy. The average voter may not know the theory specifically, but they know it in their gut. They've ALWAYS said it was more important to CUT TAXES AND SPENDING than to increase government bloat.

Even KRUGMAN is advocating tax cuts now!

We have a POTUS who has wasted a year on HC reform, talking about climate change, which the data has now been proven to be bogus.

A congress that takes automatic 4,900 raises, orders goodies for themselves, ups their bugets by 6%, orders planes, rides around in limos. . .ALL ON OUR DIME.

A POTUS hosting Hollywood cocktail parties, having music parties for his kids, NY date nite, golfing non stop, fund raising. . .thinking the terrorists should have civilian trials. . . .

While we're out here STRUGGLING TO FEED OUR CHILDREN. . .

What does the POTUS do? He calls for a worthless JOBS SUMMIT to TALK about how we're on the edge of destitution. Where's the call for action? Where's the demand that the houses drop everything?

Nero fiddles while Rome burns.

No demand for immediate action. Nothing. Actions speak louder than words. And Obama is sending a huge message.

An effete latte sippin' liberal big government sycophant out of touch with the nation. (Camille Paglia's description of her Democrat party).

The nation is rendering an opinion on Obama and the Democrats. And it isn't good.

Obama is worse than Carter ever was. The "Carter Syndrome" is setting in. Obama is petrified of it, and he should be.

Look, no one would begrudge the wealthy private sector. But when the private sector has taken OUR money, and lives obscenely, there is a problem. When those in the PUBLIC sector, live obscenely on OUR dime, you DEFINATELY have a problem. . . .

The nation is turning into a powder keg. When you have regular Americans struggling to buy food, STRUGGLING TO BUY FOOD, while the "governing" people live like kings and queens, ON OUR DIME. . .

You have an incendiary situation. An intolerable and unsustainable situation.

They want to whine about the "pitchfork and torch" crowd? Then they should stop acting like ensconced royalty on our dime.

Because the nation will not tolerate this from the Democrats, and Washington.

Not for long.

November 24, 2009

POSOTUS tanking big-time..

As with the earlier post this week, I note that the Pantload-in-Chief  favorable ratings over at Rasmussen are slip-sliding away. Seems the Bowin' Mao-an has hit 45% on the Rasmussen Daily Tracking and his numbers are featured in this Hot Air post.

For the record, the Pac-Man Index is now -3%.

UPDATE: Here's some shocking news about our cratering President Training Pants:
"According to a recent Gallup poll, Barack Obama’s approval ratings have dropped 22 points among White voters from 61% in February ‘09 to 39% presently. OUCH, that’s is going to leave a mark. I am sure the cries of racism will start up once again. However, the fact remains, all are fleeing the SS Obama.

At this rate by the time 2010 midterms are here, major winds of change could be taking place and in 2012 if Obama does not rebound, he could be facing a Democrat Primary challenge.

During the 2008 Presidential election, Barack Obama garnered a considerable number of the “White” vote; however, The One has all but squandered any chance of every seeing those types of numbers in future elections for himself and his party. Just yesterday, it was reported that Republicans had a 7 point lead in the Generic Congressional Ballot over Democrats and an amazing 44% to 22% among unaffiliated likely voters.

However, the troubles for Obama’s poll numbers go far beyond just “white” voters. The Obamamessiah has seen pretty much every major demographic go negative, many in a big way. The only one Obama had a gain in was blacks, +1.

HAD ENOUGH OF THIS CLOWN ALREADY? The POSOTUS, FLOTUS, and the ORCA (Oprah Winfrey) will be invading our joyous jobless Yuletide Season with an ABC television special.

The way this clown is insinuating himself into our daily television fare (constant addresses, press conferences, roadblocked Sunday morning news shows, etc.) our lives are becoming more and more reminiscent of 1984, the movie.

Please. Just. Go. Away.

Citizen 121701 strikes again

Again, the clandestine frequency clatter to life and I translate an encoded message -- an allegory -- from another of our underground brethren, Citizen 121701:
The Greatest Show on Earth

(Dream sequences # 4 and # 6, interpretation to follow)
At the podium in front of a large tent stood a tall, lanky man with very large ears. The crowd was hushed in eager anticipation of the words he was about to speak. Once the teleprompter began, his speech gushed out like so much honey and each word, like manna, was glued to the next with a pervasive stickiness not unlike those dominating, persuasive voices of mid-20th century Europe.

He was asking people to enter his tent and take a tour, an exploratory journey, to a place where hunger and homelessness were forbidden to exist and egalitarian ideals flawlessly flourished. He heralded this island to be a home where workers were united and individuals unaffected by failure (or success), where fear had been conquered and every need and want one had, from happiness to wealth to long life, was readily available, freely given. With an operating ease found among well-oiled machines, his emotional speech made you tingle first of all, which was most important to him, act secondly, and then, if one found it necessary at all—and they seldom did—to think. The flaps to the front of the tent, which looked like it was being used for the first time, were furled up with an un-blocked mighty, open entrance; the sign above the opening to the tent read—ADMISSION: FREE.

In front of another tent stood a man who was also tall and lanky. His appearance was ghostly and his mannerisms calm. When he spoke, the words—unaided by external cue, plodded out serene and determined but with uncompromising integrity and transparency, like the wake up tones of a clarion. His words were delivered with a matter-of-fact objectivity and without urgency; but they were his words, integrated into him, and they were designed to make you think first, develop an emotional conviction for one thing or the other, next, and then boldly act accordingly.

He began: "Those who deny freedom to others, deserve it not for themselves; and under a just God, can not long retain it."

He neither demanded nor urged those he spoke to to enter his tent—a well used tent with holes and splotches of red here and there—but motioned his arm back to let them know it was there and, if they chose, to enter. The flaps to his tent were not locked, merely unfurled, demanding that one choose to open it on their own, with the admission price requiring nothing more than a pledge to liberty and justice for all who would go in. I saw no politicians, no lawyers, and very few teachers among those who stood waiting to get in. Everyone in line could recite the Bill of Rights, which they honored and believed in, as easily as the Ten Commandments, which they made great efforts to honor and obey.

He spoke of our Founding Fathers, their sacrifice, and the peril our nation was facing:

Their’s was the task (and nobly they performed it) to possess themselves, and through themselves, us, of this goodly land; and to uprear upon its hills and its valleys, a political edifice of liberty and equal rights; 'tis ours only, to transmit these, the former, unprofaned by the foot of an invader; the latter, undecayed by the lapse of time and untorn by usurpation, to the latest generation that fate shall permit the world to know. This task of gratitude to our fathers, justice to ourselves, duty to posterity, and love for our species in general, all imperatively require us faithfully to perform. How then shall we perform it? At what point shall we expect the approach of danger? By what means shall we fortify against it? Shall we expect some transatlantic military giant, to step the Ocean, and crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe, Asia and Africa combined, with all the treasure of the earth (our own excepted) in their military chest; with a Buonaparte for a commander, could not by force, take a drink from the Ohio, or make a track on the Blue Ridge; in a trial of a thousand years.

At what point then is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer, if it ever reach us, it must spring up amongst us. It cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide. I hope I am over wary; but if I am not, there is, even now, something of ill-omen, amongst us. I mean the increasing disregard for law which pervades the country; the growing disposition to substitute the wild and furious passions, in lieu of the sober judgment of Courts; and the worse than savage mobs, for the executive ministers of justice. This disposition is awfully fearful in any community; and that it now exists in ours, though grating to our feelings to admit, it would be a violation of truth, and an insult to our intelligence, to deny. (Bold added by the dreamer.)

One member of the crowd the speaker had attracted shouted he was going to the other tent, as there was no admission at all required, and the perfect life awaited him and his family there.

The speaker, aware of the differences the two tents represented, answered:

"A house divided against itself cannot stand. I believe this government cannot endure permanently half-slave and half-free. I do not expect the Union to be dissolved - I do not expect the house to fall - but I do expect it will cease to be divided. It will become all one thing or all the other."

“Right”, continued the dissident as he walked toward the other tent, “what are you going to do about it?”

The tall man turned to him and spoke calmly, every mannerism and gesture, word and gaze, made it seem as if he had trod upon this ground before, as if he was aware that it was those inside his tent, and not himself, that was at the heart of his following comment:

“This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing government, they can exercise their constitutional right of amending it, or their revolutionary right to dismember or overthrow it."

After that, the speaker stepped down and took his place at the back of the line.

Dream Sequence #6
Several evenings after found me among the circus tents once again. There were not so many people milling about and both barkers were gone; I’m sure they had entered their tents by now. This time, there were no colors, only grays, everywhere, grays—sand, ocean, sky, clouds—shades of gray. I didn’t know where the light came from, which way was east or west, so it was either sunrise or sunset.

I walked behind the two large tents and was surprised to see there countless smaller tents of various sizes, each one was either black or white, each had its own sign and that signage was a contrast to an exact sized tent of either white or black. Thus, there was a tent called pro-traditional marriage and one titled pro-gay marriage, another was pro-drugs and its same sized counterpart.

I was about to head to the pro-choice tent to ask why it wasn’t called pro-death, as opposed to the pro-life tent’s sign, when out of the corner of my eye, I spotted something washed up along the beach; it was a man, face up, and I ran over to see if I could help him.

I recognized him as the man who had voiced contention at the second tent the previous night and carried him to a sandy knoll. I put my jacket over him and waited until he became conscious. Finally, he woke up, thanked me for my help, and told me this story:

“My family and I walked into the tent and got in a line which led, in the distance, to a boat—a ferry. There were many ferries so the line went pretty quickly. As we were nearing the loading plank, we were given our choice of a free t-shirt; one was purple, the other bearing a picture of the seed from one of the mightiest trees on earth.”

“We get on the ferry and off in the distance, surrounded by a peculiar mist, see an island. The boat fills quickly and we depart towards the new land of hope and change we were all promised from the podium. Everyone seems excited but underneath there is an awareness of something we can’t put our finger on. Some of us have learned that to express such words in discussion is not a good idea, especially in the presence of so many purple shirts. Those of us who know this tell the others when they start to discuss their uneasiness.

“We near the dock to the island and the first sign we see, hanging over the pier, is ‘Welcome to the Island of Toys’”.

I stopped him because I vaguely remembered something about the words on that sign. He repeated what the sign read and then went on:

“And everywhere were pictures resembling the barker, and groups of children singing praises to his accomplishments. There was a single line to exit the boat but after passing the first gate, it immediately turned into two lines. Those in the line to the left were grinning and rubbing their hands together, cheering some times, laughing at others—the line led to what looked pretty much like an amusement park; the other line, which I entered because I didn’t feel quite right about being on the island, was quiet and somber. Near the end of the line was a sign, some of the letters of which we could barely make out” and he spelled out what he remembered, “t-h-e g-r-e-a-t--- s-h-o-w -- e-r--. We could see people entering the large building, but could not see an exit. Once in a while, we heard what was like a wail or scream, but the sounds before going into the building and after were distinct, which I can only describe as a resigned hush.”

I asked him how he ended up on the beach, here, back in America.

“As we approached the entry to the building, a few of us decided to hop over the fence and try to escape. Since there was barbed wire at the top, we tore our free shirts in half and used them for gloves. We all went at once as there were guards making sure we stayed in line. We were fired on and I think I’m the only one who made it to the beach. I dove in the water and started swimming, determined to reach the shore. I woke up here.”

When I asked him what happened to his family, he put his hands in his head and began sobbing. “I don’t know…we were separated on the ferry and I don’t know which line they took. I didn’t see them again but I looked for them once I took the line to the right.”

I helped the man rise and turned around. I was shocked to see every tent had collapsed and all were lying flat on the ground, including the two large tents. There was no one around, desolate, a graveyard of black and white tents. We walked to the front of the shiny new tent and looked at the opening, where the sign read ADMISSION: FREE.

I picked up the sign and looked closely at it and showed it to the man. Three letters, barely visible, were rubbed from the end of the sign, they were, d-o-m.

Interpretation of Dream Sequence # 4 and # 6
The United States of America is confronting her darkest hour since the birth of the Republic. Pronounced fear and a subdued self quelling anger permeate every strata of the informed populace; belligerence, contention, and intolerance appear among groups of people who have chosen to take a stand for or against one interest or another; incessant hypocrisy from politicians and bias from the media attacks one’s sanity daily; honesty and trust—from elected citizens as well as each other—is more valuable than gold and just as scarce; respect for the rule of law has been selectively abandoned and selectively enforced; disenfranchisement has become an expected response from our alleged representatives; and, economic frailty has produced a political platform from which to spring the final assault on the decaying remnants of America’s founding government. The time has come, then, when Americans—each and every one, must once again tackle that fundamental question which was soundly addressed and resolved in pre-natal America, namely: From where do human rights originate?

Any other discourse or query—debating the validity or legality of marriage for homosexuals, the climate condition of planet earth, the legalization of drugs, the necessity and extent of animal rights, pro-choice vs. the right to life, etc., seeks to segment the population into endless warring, polarized factions and relentless divisiveness. Pursuing any other question, other than from where our rights come, leads to confusion and unnecessary complexity to that which is simple, yet, as imperative to answer as ever. On the other hand, answering that question places America and Americans into the most fundamental two subsets of the population possible. One can perceive accurately, and without obfuscation, to which group an individual belongs: “us” or “them”, by the manner in which this question is answered. In the future, there will be no neutral tents and will not be allowed as any dictatorship demands, in one way or another, that you are for them, at least outwardly.

Along the lines of “us” or “them” that defines our nature is the parallel that defines our nation. Will we be America or non-America?, that is to say, something other than the Founding Fathers posited via the Constitution. Thus, the answer to the question “Where do our rights come from?”, represented as either God or man, also answers are we to be America or not, respectively. This simplicity is important as it shaves away argument of any kind which is focused on any particular interest of one person, or any group. This is precisely the reasoning that eventually solidified sides—North and South—which then defined America’s first Civil War; it will also define the next one. And although I can tell you this battle will be between the two most powerful ideologies on earth, freedom and slavery, I ponder, how will this war be fought?

There is irony in the fact that the Civil War was waged, for the most part, to end slavery, while the next civil war will seek to avoid re-establishing it, and, is currently being fomented by one whose race was enslaved and now seeks to economically enslave all but an elite few. In anticipation of the next civil war, we would all do well to make an effort to define America into two distinct, opposite voices, for: “freedom” and “non-freedom”. By the way, so there is no confusion or lack of disclosure, I choose freedom. This means I believe my rights do not come from any human—they can be as easily taken, then, but are unalienable, permanent, and originate from God.

There are discussions in a number of states that involve secession. I have read emails which suggest we all stop paying taxes. I believe there are thoughts and sentiments lurking in the background at cocktail and tea parties of those who would seek violence and revolution to have our voices addressed. And even though there are problems that should be resolved without the use of the sword, wars have taught us there are those which can’t be solved without them. I would like to remind Ron Bloom, Obama’s Manufacturing Czar, that while he may be right in quoting Chairman Mao that “political power comes from the barrel of a gun”, so does freedom.

Arguments for or against, say, gay marriage as a right have become terribly unappealing and trivial when compared with the vanishing right to express those arguments. Groups from one particular ideology or other no longer seek debate, they seek domination and imposition of their point of view. To do so requires, in their minds anyway, the destruction of opposing voices using tactics familiar to those from another era, another country—Germany, for example, from the 30’s and early 40’s—today, Chavez in Venezuela. What they are missing while sanctifying their ideology and vilifying the voices of those who oppose theirs, is that the very voice they seek to shut down will be their own.

The whim of a few will become the burden of many. Such is the way of kings and would be dictators. So it is thus as I heard one political candidate express recently: “our children and grandchildren will be enslaved to serve their children and grandchildren.” This becomes blatantly true, once you have answered the fundamental question, us or them? Freedom or slavery?

When considering an answer to “Where do our rights come from?”, it becomes the most difficult question a person can answer, as, it is the same as this question: Am I willing to die to be free? Now, I may be either enthusiastic or apathetic about one particular subject matter or another, but none will stand that test. This is about as black and white as you can get. I may be vehemently against marriage for homosexuals, but would not be willing to die for this position. I need a bigger tent. However, I would be willing to do so if it meant those in favor of it would be allowed to express that view without fear of personal and physical reprisal. I have often pondered if the reverse would be true. Would the cowards, aka bullies, at SEIU and Acorn be willing to arm themselves in pursuit of continued policies of slavery now embraced in this country? Maybe, but knowing bullies, doubtful. I recall Obama saying that “…we’re not stupid, we bring guns to a knife fight,”. Yes, but will they bring guns to a gun fight?

Yes, but would they even show up at a gun fight?

Those who founded this country and the freedom it represents, were willing to die to do so; are those of us who believe in these vanishing principles willing to die to keep them?

America is becoming an island resembling the Island of Toys, aka Pleasure Island which Pinocchio visited briefly. After a time on the island of no school and no rules—nothing but pleasure, the boys who went there turned into jackasses—symbolic of stupidity and ignorance. They would eventually labor timelessly for the greedy and ruthless coachman. Our fundamental educational system is one of self indulgence all the while asking that others sacrifice for the common good. Our current education system is also one which the political elite desire, and the general populace deserves. Higher education, which has an allegiance to the king, fosters stupidity, and promotes an in-bred, lop-sided ignorance—not knowledge or wisdom, in the bullies it produces—cowards, who hide behind electronic gadgets to spew venom and not legitimate discourse or compassionate thought; cowards who hide behind a television camera and spew lies and distortions equalling those of the Tass news agency; cowards who say things in front of a camera on talk shows and steps of the Capitol, knowing they will never have to be accountable for the nonsense they utter, much less the things they do. Eric Holder, the Attorney General for the United States, may well have gotten the following observation correct: “We are a nation of cowards,” although, for the wrong reason. Stupidity and cowardice is a deadly combination for the health of a democracy which was designed to breath life into this, our Republic. Our education system raises people within the borders of the new tent and in blindness, are unaware of the old one; our youth are being trained so that they can not viscerally understand freedom. In most Americans understanding, it is not this way.

My liberty and rights come from no man or woman. This includes Benjamin Franklin, George Washington, and most especially, Barack Obama. This also includes any body of people in some institution currently known as Congress. Once freedom has been conceptualized, earned, and internalized, it can not be taken away, it can only be given up. Incarceration neither interrupts nor destroys my freedom. My decision to be free remains, unless I relinquish it or until I die. Others think differently, although they would like me to believe otherwise, all the while attempting to superimpose their will upon mine. To some extent, they get away with it, but only because I choose to let them. That time is rapidly coming to an end.

As Congress continues to ignore the people while seeking power entrenchment, there is no place for neutrality concerning freedom. With continued aggravation and grievance, I believe we will indeed have to meet, eventually, on the field of battle and not the battlefield of ideas, which has been usurped and laid fallow by ideological bullies and moral depravity, along with its laws once planted and growing gloriously within it. This war will be to end slavery, between us and them. If there is no us, then it will be against me and them. And please pay attention, Americans one and all, the people we saw in the streets of Tehran earlier this year may well be a mirror to our own future after the U.S. elections of November 2010.

The price of one tent is liberty, the other, the absence of it. Us or them, it’s time to choose and decide which tent we belong in as well as those who belong in the other. Eventually, our country will become all one thing or all the other.

Citizen 121701

November 23, 2009

The Geography of a Recession

Here is potentially one of those iconic images that may haunt the POSOTUS and the Democrats over the next eleven months. It is an evolving map showing the creeping cancer of unemployment since January 2007, the deterioration of our economy since Pelosi and her crew took over in January 2007.

Head over to the link and see how we have fared under their tender mercies. It is my fervent hope that this site remains and is updated through 2010..

..and even into 2012.

Walking Eagle

From a recent Agent Ruth communique:
President BARACK OBAMA was invited to address a major gathering of the American Indian Nation two weeks ago in upstate New York . He spoke for almost an hour about his plans for increasing every Native American’s present standard of living. He referred to his time as a U.S. Senator and how he had voted for every Native American issue that came to the floor of the Senate.

Although President Obama was vague about the details of his plans, he seemed most enthusiastic and spoke eloquently about his ideas for helping his “red sisters and brothers.” At the conclusion of his speech, the Tribes presented Obama with a plaque inscribed with his new Indian name, “Walking Eagle.” The proud President then departed in his motorcade to a fundraiser, waving to the crowds.

A news reporter later asked the group of chiefs how they came to select the new name they had given to the President.

They explained that “Walking Eagle” is the name given to a bird so full of shit it can no longer fly.
Dunno if this will "snopes out" but it sure as hell is funny..

..and appropriate!

UPDATE: Sadly, this is reported on as false. But, what the hell, if CBS can do somehting like this with respect to Bush's ANG service, why not post something like this?

OTF: POSOTUS now in new territory

Scott Rasmussen's daily tracking has Obama back at -13 in the "strongly" category. I observed in an earlier, not-so-scientific post that the Pantload-in-Chief was slipping out to the outer orbits like an errant electron.

At first he dwealt in the low-single-digit region then the high single-digit-region. Now his numbers are consistently -10 to -13 and cycle between those two limits consistently.

Take a look at that link (it's posted over on the left so you can come back and conveniently check up) and follow the plummeting numbers from the coronation through the current day.

I got my own index going usign Rasmussen's numbers: The Pac-Man index. Basically it is the difference between those who strongly disapprove the POSOTUS versus the total who support him. As of this writing, the number sits at -5 percent.

OTF? Obama Toilet Flush!

November 22, 2009

Hitting on Michelle..

O.K., there's three Michelles out there and two of 'em are good people: Michelle Malkin and Michelle Bachmann.

Just got a communique from agent Ruth that "etnics watchdog group" is going after Michelle Bachmann for her efforts to mount a highly successful ad hoc demonstration in Washington D.C.


ACORN commits voter fraud acts across this land and suborns the establishment of illegal-alien child prostitution in seven out of eight of its offices, and these clowns are looking into how Ms Bachmann used the internet to gin up a demonstration that shined the blowtorch of truth on the healthscare peoples' asses?

Give. Me. A. Break.

Better yet, don't give them a break. Flood the article with comments and seek out and destroy this crap were it exists..

..also, be ready to back her and others who are running in 2010 over cretins like Landrieu, Lincoln, and that idiot sell-out Anh Cao in Louisiana.


Clearly, my anger and vitriol was showing in my last post. No defense for it really except feeling the of futility being rendered irrelevant as our elected representatives continue to ignore our will. I want to say I am sorry for the harsh language and ways I categorized Landrieu and Lincoln..

..wait a minute. Did you get that? "I want to say." You know, the typical lib apology. Well, folks, that's exactly what I meant. And, truth be told, I DO NOT want to apologize.

So, to all of the leftist hand-wringers who pass by here: pound sand.

Anyway, I digress.

As long as we're talking about the subject of futility, let's visit a lovely ray of sunshine just posted over at Hot Air. (I'm too lazy to link it up. You know the drill, the video is above, Hot Air's over there, and there's hunnerts of comments on this thing by now. You do the math.)

But, it's sweet revenge for Sarah. Watch how she gets off the bus to a modest but enthusiastic crowd in Michigan and chats with her admirers, all the while ignoring the poisonous Andrea Mitchell, whose head darts in and out from under the armpit of a security guard like some venomous serpent. Mitchell attempts to extract some comments from her that can be immediately whisked away and posted on some Knee-pad Media outlet as grist for vile, hate-filled, anti-Palin commentary. But Sarah just blows her away in deference to the ordinary folk who thrust everything at her to sign except the kitchen sink.

But she is deftly ignored and treated by Sarah as just one of the folks.

Better than that: marginalized.

One of the great comments over on the Hot Air post: "Sarah is a quitter: she quit answering Mitchell's questions."

Potential infusion of intelligence at this site from Citizen 121701..

Mysterious commentary comes in on a clandestine frequency from Citizen 121701:
"We now live under a different set of rules in America...maybe we will all learn how to play some day. A well deserved purgative blog, [Войска ПВО]; my hat is off to you. And by the way, thank you very much for your service. I am, Citizen 121701."
This was made with respect to my previous puerile bleating about Saturday night. The signal fades in and out, but I will attempt to pull future communiques from Citizen 121701 out of the static and rebroadcast them here if he continues to operate underground and evade the Obama/State Media Thought Police.

And, no, I do no know the significance of the sobriquet.

Stay tuned!

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November 21, 2009

Steaming Load of the Week: "Here it is Saturday night..

..and I ain't got nobody.."

Color me pissed!

Don't really have anything important or earth-shaking to say; I just marvel how our elected congress can ignore the will of the people so thoroughly and crawl inexorably towards usurping 1/6th of this economy to sate their own lust for power.

At every turn, the evil botoxed witch crone finagled, cajoled, and twisted circumstances to squeeze out just enough votes in the House to get her 1,990-page unconstitutional abortion passed during the dark oscurity of a Saturday night.

And, similarly, the old crone from Nevada has done the same -- or at least managed to enable the start of a debate -- on a similar usurpation and vulgar insinuation into the most private part of our lives. And he as done it has done it on a Saturday night as well.

The most insulting aspect of this is how we can't get these assholes to put in a 40-hour week and yet they are paid like princes and princesses and given astounding privileges. The only time they work overtime is when it serves their interests. Doubt me? Just ask Mary Landriue of Louisiana who made off with 100 million bucks for her start for her vote tonight.

Oh sure, she says she won't vote on the final bill if it has a public option, but I'm thinking that Reid will come up with another 100 million for that whore to spread her legs again.

And Lincoln of Arkansas? She's got her sequined knee-pads on and is servicing Reid as we speak.

(I am sorry if the above is offensive but, hey, you want tempered language, go somewhere else. It is far less obscene that what was done to you a few Saturday nights ago and tonight.)

All this started in early August when thousands -- no, millions -- of concerned citizens expressed their worry, anger, resentment, and despair over the potential of what that imbecile buffoon-in-chief, the botox beyotch, and Dingy Harry were beginning to forge. We smugly thought, despite the incredible show of arrogance by our elected representatives at the town hall meetings, that the great health care robbery would not eventuate. It seemed abundantly clear to us that these jerks and jerkettes would not dare to go against such massive demonstrations as those that manifested themselves in D.C. and across the land on September 12th or the ad hoc gathering called for by Michele Bachmann a few weeks ago.

Boy are we dopes!

We got had by these folks like hicks at a carny sideshow.

So, folks, how's it feel bending over and grabbing your ankles?

Frankly, I am not into saying things like, "Thank you sir, may I have another?"

About the only hope I can hold out for is that it will be our turn next year and, if we let them get away with this, we have only ourselves to blame. I will have my sights set on getting rid of Reid and am already backing Danny Tarkanian to send that old bum packing back to Nevada. I don't think we can get rid of Pelousy but maybe we can make her serve out the rest of her congressional term(s) in some menopausal powerless vacuum, a discarded, marginalized, and ignored waste of sagging skin.

Obama? His turn comes in 2012.

UPDATE: Cliff over at ABC updates us on what a Mary Landrieu trick is going for these days. Three hunnert mill is a lot even for a high price hooker. Seems like, despite the millions of federal bailout money heading to Louisiana, they still haven't cleaned all of the garbage out of that state. This broad and that GOP turncoat piece of crap, Anh Cao, still persist.

There's an old joke about texas that needs to be updated: How do you find Louisana? Go East until you smell it and then South until you step in it.

November 19, 2009

Pantload-in-Chief caught zipping up his fly..

My friend from high-school Tom, is a retired detective in Atlanta (I believe), and he sends me some interesting tid-bits from time to time. Here is something that I consider rather disquieting. The title of this post is the only reason for the stance of the Pantload-in-Chief, for all I can figure. Here's what Tom's e-mail had to say on the matter:
"Check out this latest picture from Veterans Day 11/11/09 at the Ceremony in Arlington National Cemetery. I don't know whether the National Anthem is being played, or the Flag is going by, or WHAT, but EVERYBODY in the picture is either saluting or has his hand over the HEART.

All except ONE.

Guess who."


November 16, 2009

A small voice from an obscure, dark corner of the room..

My blog has just started out and I am green with envy over the traffic that older, more established -- and better -- yes, better blogs have. But no jealousy exists when discussing my favorites.

This is a paean to one of my favorite blogs and a recommendation for another one. One of my daily visits is to Left Coast Rebel who, it seems of late has had traffic at his site go through the roof. Felicitations on your success, LCR! It's a pleasure to read his posts and potpourri and I am glad others feel that way.

LCR's Saturday Night Special, the minute-by-minute blogging of the rapacious heaklthscare vote was a tour de force and made that despicable event slightly more watchable as the repugnant drama played out to its fetid finale.

Now a digression: in 2004, the right wing blogosphere was responsible, I believe, for taking down that absolute fraud, John Kerry and his handmaidens like CBS. Systematically, the bogus claims of Kerry's SEA and military heroics were deconstructed as was the out-and-out lies by CBS. It is probably not a wild assumption that Soros and company along with the Pantload-in-Chief's campaign learned this well and flooded the right wing blogs with paid-by-the-post trolls. This witless crew was not adept at anything more than cut-and-paste talking point renditions of the old grade school mantra, "I know you are, but what am I?"

While it was intellectually pathetic, it was effective and choked off any momentum that could be built for the pablumesque candidacy of John McCain.

That sites like Another Black Conservative and LCR offer the FMJRA for so many other right wing blogs and cite yet EVEN MORE new ones in their periodic posts is testament to the fact that the enthusiasm now has returned to the right side of the political spectrum. This increase in volume and enthusiasm will make it very hard for the paid-per-post cut-and-paste trolls to achieve the foothold they did in 2008.

But, interestingly, surveys have shown a growing disinterest -- even enmity -- amongst independents and even Democrats for his incompetence, duplicity, and narcissism.

It is at this point that I must make a candid admission: I was a devout loather of Hillary Clinton and was openly rooting for Obama to unseat her and banish the hated Clintons to the ignominy of political yesterday forever. But something happened around March 2008 that changed all that. At first there was the joke of Hillary shedding the universally ridiculed crocodile tears and whining that she couldn't get a break. Then Obama's infamous index-finger-to-the-cheek gesture and other similar occurrences that caused me to realize that the guy was an unrepentant, inelegant Chicago who took great pleasure in beating up on a (relatively) defenseless woman. It was a pathetic display by a schoolyard bully who seemingly had all the ugly, evil kids in the school behind him as he pummeled a defenseless girl.

Well, it wasn't that over-the-top, but you get the idea. It brought out in me one of the more noble traits here in America: that of our rooting for the underdog. Plainly put, I felt sorry for ol' Hill.

Now, events have played out to alter my initial perception and I no longer regard Hillary in such a sympathetic light, but it is fair to say that I have contracted full-blown ODS and literally despise Obama. I cut the man no slack and give no quarter. Hell, I would not even give him a dime. In fact, I would not piss on him if he were on fire.

So, in an effort to sate my lust for all things anti-Obama, I turned to stalking the sites of the disenfranchised PUMAs and it was there that I discovered HillBuzz. It is a site of uncommon wit, literacy, and piquant commentary whose principle maxim is the promotion of the current Secretary of State and secondary precepts of of securing respect for the female of the species and their abilities.

The progenitor of this site is an unknown person of uncommon grace and insight. I know nothing more save that he is gay and, to be sure, firmly rooted on the left but has that curious quality exhibited by such as Tammy Bruce of calling foul when wrongs are done irrespective of political origin. His remembrance of George W. and Laura Bush is amongst the most gracious and kind words written about our last president BAR NONE:

As we will always be grateful for what George and Laura Bush did this week, with no media attention, when they very quietly went to Ft. Hood and met personally with the families of the victims of this terrorist attack.


The Bushes went and met privately with these families for HOURS, hugging them, holding them, comforting them.

If there are any of you out there with any connection at all to the Bushes, we implore you to give them our thanks…you tell them that a bunch of gay Hillary guys in Boystown, Chicago were wrong about the Bushes…and are deeply, deeply sorry for any jokes we told about them in the past, any bad thoughts we had about these good, good people.

You may be as surprised by this as we are ourselves, but from this day forward George W. and Laura Bush are now on the same list for us as the Clintons, Geraldine Ferraro, Stephanie Tubbs Jones, and the other political figures we keep in our hearts and never allow anyone to badmouth.

That this person would write so elegantly and forgivingly about someone he clearly did not believe in, must give us pause and consider who our friends are in this political firmament. His essay is recommend required reading as are his other pieces on the likes of Sarah Palin and -- gasp! -- even Dick Cheney. I shan't provide individual links, but rather make sure that this site is on your list of daily visits. I can guarantee you that, while fundamentally disagreeing on some points, you will find yourself nodding your head in approval as you page through his incredibly wonderful prose.

Also, he and the other PUMAs who still believe Hillary got jobbed deserve our ear and our thoughtful discourse. They are, you see, the quintessence of what is referred to as the loyal opposition.

November 12, 2009

Still Veteran's Day..

As far as I am concerned, when we have our brave men and women in harm's way, every day should be a day to pray for them and keep them in our thoughts.

In one of the most heartbreaking moments in a long while, the mother of Seargant Benjamin Sherman, recently fallen in Afghanistan, pleads to Obama:
"It's time we do something. This has gone on too long. They either need to come home or we need to end it,"
In the mean time, this vapid, empty suit -- who has had more than ample time to make a decision -- has dallied and dithered on this while supposedly waiting for the elections in Afghanistan to be help (two weeks ago) or because he has not formulated a policy (one was given to him by the Bush administration before he assumed office).

But he waltzes off to Copenhagen to lobby for the Olympics, prepares to go again to pick up his questionable Nobel prize, and is now preparing to go to Asia for a summit. All of this punctuated by his scurrying all over New Jersey and Virginia to campaign for the failed Democrat gubernatorial there, hosting madcap galas and parties in the White House, and generally not paying attention to the job at hand that he was elected to do.

The sorriest sack of crap elected to POTUS evah!

UPDATE: The dithering continues. Is The POSOTUS throwing it all away and starting afresh?

November 11, 2009

We Happy Few..

There are few things in this life that I am prouder of.., check that, there is NOTHING in my life that I am prouder of than my all-to-brief service in our country's military. My time and duties were inconsequential and of little weight compared to others who saw action in SEA, the conflict du jour when I served. My pride derives not greatly from what I have done, but rather that I was allowed to serve with those that did do much -- both in the hot war in Viet Nam and the Cold War in the war rooms, cockpits, barracks, hangars, and on the ships at sea.

One of my most favorite passages, from Shakespeare's Henry V. That speech, the St Crispin's day speech given by Henry himself, absolutely captures the spirit of camaraderie that suffuse brothers in arms. Consider the poignancy, the verve, and the bravado of those words:

He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,

And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
So, like the late Shifty Powers said of his service, "I was not a hero, but I served in a company of heroes."

To all veterans, past, present, and future: may God bless you and may God bless the United States of America.

November 10, 2009

Semper Fi!

A friend sent this to me in an e-mail with the legend, "If you don't understand this picture, then you've never met a U. S. Marine!"

Friday the 13th

Our very own (now isn't that a condescending statement) Clifton of Another Black Conservative will be among a group of black conservative bloggers appearing on the Glenn Beck show this Friday. Hey, the info's over there on the (dare i say it) left.

So, be there, TVO it, DVR it..


November 8, 2009

Sunday Night Clean-up


Some more e-mail tidbits; this from my high school chum and good friend, Tom Love, the only decent Republican in Oregon. His message put me in mind of the wonderful collection of 40 Unfortunately Named Restaurantsa few samples of which are below.

A Pelosi Enema

Part of today's inbound mail. In light of what eventuated this weekend, I thought I'd share this with my blogging brethren and sistern.

Caption pretty much tells the tale.

November 7, 2009

So, what are you doing here..

..when you could be over on LCR's blog following the Healthscare goings on?

UPDATE: At 2015 PST (2315 EST), 220 nauseating a**holes voted to pass the Botox Beyotch's pile of crap Healthscare. They are there on the floor of the House applauding like loons over their triumph..

..including - as scuttlebutt would have it - one lone republican voting with the 220. Enjoy it while you can, cretins, you are toast next November. I am personally going to find out who the Republican is and make sure he is gone.

SON OF UPDATE: The lone Republican is Joseph Cao (as in Coward) who replaced William Jefferson in the Louisiana 2nd (New Orleans) and whose election was an upset of a heavily endorsed Democrat replacement for Jefferson. The Wiki on Cao says, among other things:
House GOP members were particularly vocal in their glee over Cao's defeat of the Democrat. Among many other statements, House minority leader John Boehner asserted Cao's win as "a symbol of our future" in a memorandum with The Future Is Cao as its subject line.
So, even though this clown is in a heavy Democrat district, he could be up there along with Suzzy-Fava-Beans in the pantheon of GOP heroes.

I am sure there's a lot of unpacking to do on this vote -- particularly Cao's - but for the moment let me giv a hearty shout-out to Chairman Mike Steele and John Boehner for keeping all of their troops in line.

..some future Mike.

RETURN  OF SON OF UPDATE: James Cao's office phone number is (202) 225-6636 and - as of 2035 PST his phone mail box is full. However, his office will be open 0900-1800 EST Monday through Friday. I counsel a telephonic visit (polite yet firm) advising him that there will be a massive backlash for his gratuitous support of this crap bill.

..elections and votes have consequences.


There is a quote, famously but falsely attributed to the late Pauline Kael on the subject of Richard Nixon's landslide 1972 presidential victory, "How can that be? No one I know voted for Nixon!"

And, although not true, it is a sterling example of the liberal echo chamber. Part of this is the MSM, whom I also refer to as The Knee-pad MediaTM, so busy in its mission to install their pathetic man-child, idol into the office of POTUS, that they ignore reality, the daily events of a crumbling government, economy, and country.

Well, there seem to be cracks forming in the walls of this echo chamber as the members of the Obama Cheering Squad run out of substantive material for their daily paeans. The latest is an op-ed article in the NYT no less, taking the POSOTUS to task for not keeping the eye on the ball as unemployment soars into the double digits and the reality of lost jobs overtakes and passes the appalling attempt at the "saved or created" fiction that the White House spins out regularly.

A hat-tip (as usual) to Hot Air for picking up the recent piece by Charles Blow on the Times editorial page:
Job creation has dropped from top priority to one of many, and President Obama has been remanded to pandering for patience and offering excuses. On the one hand, he argues the tortured rationale that there is good news in the awful numbers: Things are still getting worse but at a slower pace. On the other, he incessantly reminds us that he inherited the crisis. The implication: Don’t blame me, blame Bush.

But this president can’t keep deflecting to the last one. Pain is presently felt. The crisis that took form on Bush’s watch is being experienced on Obama’s. Fair or not, finger-pointing is not effective policy...

But the real story is not that Mr Blow has the temerity to write such offal, or that the NYT would print this sacrilege, but the reaction of the readers - evidenced by their comments - shows that, while there are fissures appearing, the attitude of the typical Times op-ed respondent will, surely in the short term, keep these from turning into yawning crevasses, capable of swallowing this incompetent and his coterie of bumbling stooges.

Some samples, starting with a dewy-eyed Dem longing for the good old New Deal days:
After decades of shippping our jobs overseas I don't see a way the President can create jobs unless he does an FDR style program. I just watched a documentary on the CCC and was very impressed. Not only did they build buildings, clear trails and plant millions of trees but they learned the pride of doing a good job plus a place to live and food.

Portland, Or

Hrumph! figures! How about another booster, missing the point:
Well stated. I hope President Obama can get enough headway on this, and on the health care package, to build upon. He cannot do it by himself, but he could work this along with reforms (such as the Bernie Sanders "break up the too big to fail bank plan") and maybe infrastructure works such as a new CCC to get more jobs on the way. He has to ignore a bit of the "deficit is too high" hawks en route, but he has to do something besides campaign.

B. Starks
Austin, TX

Or this person who lays the blame not on Obama but the guys he's hired:
And let's F-A-C-E it!!! President Obama must get rid of the Wall Street hacks in his Administration--NOW!!!! Tim Geither, Larry Summers and their little buddies have got to get themselves gone--by Obama's telling them "bye-bye!" And THEN....he needs to appoint some grown ups, who have ties to the real world--not to Wall Street! I do not need to name the names: we all know who these eminently qualified people are! Two Nobel laureates in economics and Jamie Galbraith for openers!

Kate Madison
Depoe Bay, Oregon

Must be something in the water up there in Oregon. Doesn't occur to her that perhaps the guy who hired these dummies is the source of the flawed policies?

Anyway, you run down those comments and compare them to the stinging rebukes one finds in the Hot Air posts or the come-backs to a Victor Davis Hanson essay in Pajamas Media. There is no fire, no anger, no outrage over the clueless soul at the root of our country's troubles. They all still think he is a victim of the circumstances he's created. The scales, ladies and gentlemen, have not fallen away from their eyes.

I guess in their little safe rooms across this land, they just don't know anyone who voted for John McCain or -- gasp -- Sarah Palin.

They are, I surmise, clones of the clueless Pauline Kael.

Record-Breaking Promise-Breaking

Hat tip to The Drudge Report for the link to this article on the breath-taking turnaround from Bill Owens, who has reversed his campaign position on the Healthscare bill:
Owens indicated in a press release released shortly afterwards that he was now in favor of the the "Affordable Healthcare for America Act" bill in direct contrast to his earlier position during the election campaign.

According to, Mr. Owens assured voters that he felt the public option had no place in the health care reform bill. Contrary to that position, Mr. Owens now indicates that he intends to vote in favor of the bill even though it now contains a public option.

Even given that I have risen from a sleepless night here on the left coast and am understandaly groggy, this bit of news has me reeling even more.

The article also contins a snippet from the newly-elected congressman's web sit where his former position was made:

My apologies if it is unredable. I recommend that you go to the original article whee they have a suitably enlarged shot of this lying liar's lies.

Aside from Owen's record repudiation, Nancy set a record herself -- or at least a personal best -- by sprinting at top speed in her high heels over to Owen's swearing-in to twist his arm and to get him to line up with the other dupes she needs to get this pile of crap passed.

To Pelosi, I utter Keith Olbermann's immortal words: "Have you no shame, sir?"

November 6, 2009

Unemployment Getting All Wee-Wee'ed Up

Something else is exceeding 10 these days:

Nigel Tufnel: You see, most blokes, you know, will attempt to keep unemployment under ten. Where can you go from there? Where?
Marty DiBergi: I don’t know.
Nigel Tufnel: Nowhere. Exactly. What we do is, if we need that extra push over the cliff, you know what we do?
Marty DiBergi: Put it up to eleven.
Nigel Tufnel: Eleven. Exactly. One louder.
Marty DiBergi: Why don’t you just make ten percent unemployment the most and cancel the stimulus?
Nigel Tufnel: [pause] We are going to go to eleven.
WashJeff on November 6, 2009 at 4:16 PM

Christmas Money Saving Idea

This economy is hard on everyone and the upcoming Christmas season will prove to be a real strain on the wallet. So here's an economical idea to stretch your Yuletide cash:

I know, I know, but you don't need to thank me.

Wildly Inappropriate

It seems that our POSOTUS cannot do anything without stepping in it. In the wake of the tragedy at Fort Hood, Big Chief Wee-Wee (thank you, Illustrated Conservative) managed to rip off a few teleprompterless words with his size eleven wingtips clamped firmly between his lying lips. According to an article on the Chicago NBC website:
President Obama didn't wait long after Tuesday's devastating elections to give critics another reason to question his leadership, but this time the subject matter was more grim than a pair of governorships.
The article goes on to say:
..instead of a somber chief executive offering reassuring words and expressions of sympathy and compassion, viewers saw a wildly disconnected and inappropriately light president making introductory remarks. At the event, a Tribal Nations Conference hosted by the Department of Interior's Bureau of Indian affairs, the president thanked various staffers and offered a "shout-out" to "Dr. Joe Medicine Crow -- that Congressional Medal of Honor winner." Three minutes in, the president spoke about the shooting, in measured and appropriate terms. Who is advising him?

..who indeed?

UPDATE: Don't believe me? Too lazy to click on the NBC article.? Well, here's the real deal for your convenience:

Clearly, the POSOTUS's "My Pet Goat" moment. This guy is a walking horror show; totally inept, surrounded by clueless handlers, and the member of a tone deaf party who holds the American voter and American military in great disdain.

November 5, 2009

Get over it..

That's the title of an Eagles song that's buried somewhere my Morning Bike Ride iPod playlist that I love. It is a paean to whiners everywhere:
I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin? ?don?t blame me?
They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else
Spend all their time feelin? sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma?s too thin; your daddy?s too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin? and cryin? and pitchin? a fit
Get over it, get over it
Well, this song, as the old AM DJs used to say, goes out to Barry in the big house on Pennsylvania Avenue.

On the anniversary of the first day after his election, in a Reuters article today, it seems our beloved Pantload-in-Chief is still singing the same old tune he ushered his term in with: I Blame Boooooooosh:
But he said his administration was also confronted with a "financial crisis that threatened to plunge our economy into a Great Depression, the worst that we've seen in generations."

"We had record deficits, two wars, frayed alliances around the world," Obama added.
To which I add: so how, exactly, have things changed since you took office? Why does one get the impression this pea-brained, man-child, narcissist will still be uttering the same mantra this same time next year. Which, of course, will make him look pretty stupid, if the 2010 elections go anything like the two recent governors' races in Virginia and New Jersey.

November 4, 2009

The mouth that roared..

Here's something I screen-scraped over at Drudge today:
SHOCK: CNN Finishes Fourth on Election Night...
FOXNEWS: 4,043,000
MSNBC: 974,000
HLN: 842,000
CNN: 826,000

So, when you all get the blues because you think the resident psychotic over at MSNBC, Olbermann, or Rachel Maddow, or the other White House spokespersons are spewing lies to the public, consider that FOX has the potential to roll up more than a million more viewers than the three Ministries of ObamaSpeak combined.

Man, this must just burn their buns.

Obligatory 2009 Elections Post-mortem

It was not a tri-fecta, but close enough for gummint work. I dunno about you folks, but I'll take it. Most directly, the smack-down of Obama's policies by the voters of Virginia was a resounding one. It was, in and of itself, a mini-tri-fecta in that the Governor, Lieutenant Governor, and Attorney General's offices went to the Republican candidates by an average margine of 58-42% and the races were over by the time one turned on the TV set. Oh, and Corzine got closed out early, considering a great many said this would go well into the next day and would be rife with scandal and union shenanigans.

So much for the POSOTUS's coat tails. They seem to have turned into -- as one Hot Air commenter stated -- dirty diapers.

But the pièce de résistance came in NY-23 where Hoffman lost to Owens by about 4,000 votes. Sure, it would have been nice to have him win, but it wasn't to be. However (and I hear the trolls out there, clearing their throats, readying themselves to speak) what Hoffman did in this race should strike a lot of fear in both Democrats' and GOP hearts. He literally exorcised the demon of that skank lib-in-Republican clothing from the race and served notice on the GOP and RNC that they had better toe the line if they want to win. Had those dolts gotten on board with Hoffman before, she would not have gotten the votes she did and he might have built up a solid ground game.

Well, so NY-23 went to Owens. It is said that he is pretty much a blue dog -- even to the point that he was to the right of Scuzzy-Fava. Also, he's only going to keep that seat warm for about a year. So, how effective do you think he will be with the GOP and Hoffman setting their sights on him again? I mean, if the folks in NY-23 don't want Healthscare, cap-and-trade, and the other thousand-points-of-crap on the Panload-in-Chief's political agenda, do you think he's going to put his seat on the line? Hell, it would be like the rookie that gets called up in September with his one shot in the majors and 30 days to make good. He ain't gonna make his bones unless he listens to his constituency.

I'm thinking vice grips, privates, short hairs, and stuff like that.

Naw, they guy's neutered. Also, speaking of being "Newtered", this is a wonderful smackdown of idiots like Gingrich and big tent GOP types who think it's o.k. to push squishy candidates. He stumbled big time on this.

So there's a lot to take from last night's results. Right now, sit back and relax and derive some schadenfreude from all of the Dem's mad spinning. Listen to them sing to themselves in that delightful echo chamber. Delusion is a marvelous thing. But all the while you sit their listening, still keep sharpening the long knives, molding the musket balls, and loading the powder horns, remember, our day is yet to come. Next year and then two years after that we will be summoned to meet out on the common and wait..

..for the Red Coats.

UPDATE: You think the Florida voters had it tough in 2000? Check out the NY-23 ballot. Apparently, there is an idiosyncrasy about people being affiliated with multiple parties that allows them to be listed more than once. All I know is if I'm going into the booth early one nippy November morning after having just waked up or I am waiting in line taken a few jolts to chase away the evening chill in Upper New York, I might miss my mark and select either Owens or Scuzzy-Fava-Beans. Hat tip to a Hot Air poster:
They won NY-23 by treachery. They’ll lose it in 2010. Tricks don’t last. The liberals assume all America is stupid. How the ballot appeared to the voters in NY-23, because Owens represented two parties, and dropped-out Dede too – confusing to say the least:

1. Democratic – William L. Owens
2. Republican – Dede Scozzafava
3. Independence – Dede Scozzafava
4. Conservative – Douglas L. Hoffman
5. Working Families – William L. Owens

Schadenfreude on November 4, 2009 at 5:02 PM
Oh well, enjoy it while you can, because the guy you got elected, Owens, has pledged to his constituents to oppose the public option and will be facing them early next year.

November 2, 2009

Nation's Gym Bag wasting away..

From Drudge:

Mon Nov 02 2009 07:05:52 ET

Eyebrows raised over the weekend as President Obama walked out of the gym at Fort McNair -- appearing thin as a rail!

Rigorous workouts and high-stress basketball games are said to be behind the dramatic weight loss.

"No, he's not chain smoking," claims an insider. "He's working non-stop for the country... yes, he does occasionally skip meals."

The president explained in Miami last week: "Just because I'm skinny doesn't mean I'm not tough."

Give me a break! Does the media seriously think we're going to feel sorry for this clown? You expect to see the tears rolling down my checks because this butt-wipe ain't getting enough vittles? Maybe he ought to spend more time in the Oval Office doing work and having cheeseburgers and fries and a shake sent int instead of hanging out in the gym. What about the media jumping all over George Bush for mountain biking?

Jee-zus, this guy and his butt-smooching, sycophantic media grind my buns!