"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
2016 was a year of close calls. Here's hoping for clear sailing in 2017, as the Clinton machine gets towed to the scrap yard and Donald Trump begins the work of tearing down Barry's elaborate tinker-toy Leviathan. Good health and prosperity to Paco Nation, and thanks to all my readers and commenters for keeping the place lively.
A California man is in the midst of a lengthy legal battle following a driving under the influence charge that was issued almost 18 months ago for operating a car while under the influence of caffeine, reports said.
Thomas Sowell - economist, historian, philosopher and all-around big idea man - is retiring. A brilliant man of many talents, perhaps Dr. Sowell's greatest gift is the ability to convey complex ideas in simple prose that positively shines with crystal clear logic. He will be greatly missed; however, he has created a large body of work that will stand the test of time and will serve to educate future generations (if they are wise enough to heed him).
Tyler O'Neil at PJ Media has collected 14 representative quotes, plus a bonus quote, the truth of which I see proved virtually every day: "People who enjoy meetings should not be in charge of anything."
"[Associate Professor] Cicariello-Maher, a white man who specializes in race and racism among other topics, has been the subject of criticism from media outlets and social media users after he tweeted on Saturday, 'All I Want for Christmas is White Genocide.'"
The guy in the photo at the link looks white as a slice of Merita bread, so I expect him to knock back a glass of hemlock any time now. You know, to get the ball rolling.
Like a series of increasingly bad horror movie sequels, Hillary Clinton's presidential candidacy threatens to stretch out for years, becoming a perennial feature of American politics, if Ed Klein is right.
Hillary Clinton intends to keep her campaign organization together for the next four years and run again for president in 2020.
“She’s convinced that, sooner than later, the voters will come to their senses and realize they made a horrible mistake by putting [Donald] Trump in the White House,” a source close to Hillary told Ed Klein Confidential. “She’s sure the voters will beg her to get in the race and she says, ‘I’m going to run again in 2020.’”
Personally, I'm thinking that eventually Hillary will be physically restrained talked out of this foolishness by her friends and associates. If not, I suppose she'll become the Democrats' Harold Stassen, a Republican who was a more or less serious contender in 1948, but who quickly faded - except in his own mind, ultimately throwing his battered hat in the ring a total of nine times, and becoming little more than fodder for stand-up comics and late-night talk show hosts.
Again. John Hinderaker over at Powerline theorizes that the viciousness of the left's attacks on Trump, his family and his supporters has pushed him farther to the right than he might otherwise have been inclined to go.
It was inevitable that the campaign would push Trump to the right. Even under normal circumstances, he would have come under attack by the Democrats, some of it unfair. But the extreme nature of this year’s campaign–the constant slurs against Trump as a racist, an anti-Semite (that one was particularly absurd) and so on, the explicit effort to “de-normalize” him as a candidate and as a President, the idiotic and futile attempt to deprive Trump of his victory by bribing and threatening electors–can only have created in Trump a steely resolve to defeat his enemies (in some cases, his former friends), the liberals.
But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law (Galatians 4:4)
Best wishes to Paco Nation for a happy Christmas and a prosperous New Year.
And may America truly become great again, with liberty and justice for all.
Update: The comments includes the good wishes of friend and commenter Fitzroy, from whom I've not heard in a long time. He hasn't posted to his blog, Arts and Ammo, in several years, but, for my money, he's still got the coolest banner in blogdom.
I have a quart of "apple pie" - whiskey from the hills of North Carolina, sealed in a Mason jar from which the tax stamps seem to have mysteriously disappeared, seasoned with cinnamon sticks (and which, based on past experience, does indeed possess an aftertaste reminiscent of apple pie) - that I plan on decanting on Obama's last day as president, and I intend to toast the departure of this petulant, ignorant, over-hyped faculty-lounge lizard from the national scene to the extent of as many shot glasses-full as I can put away without falling over.
And thank you, Donald Trump, for sparing us from the horrible fate of having to live under the tyranny of this execrable stick-figure's intended replacement.
Update: Roger Simon condemns the predictable, but nonetheless absurd, attempts by the Left to project their own anti-Semitism on to Trump and his advisers.
The Electoral College puts Trump over the top, and the "faithless" electors turn out to be primarily Hillary's - one casting a vote for the superbly named Faith Spotted Eagle.
Ah, I shall have to encourage some future disaffected electors to cast votes for those two noble Native American members of the Paco clan - Steals Other Men's Horses and Pantsed By His Foes.
The gun-control flick, "Miss Sloane", looks to be a colossal flop.
I haven't seen the movie, but, judging by the trailer, it appears to have all the subtlety, nuance and depth of a Chinese opera from the period of the Cultural Revolution.
President-elect Donald Trump is expected to nominate Oklahoma Attorney General Scott Pruitt to lead the Environmental Protection Agency, a source close to Pruitt said Wednesday. Environmental groups quickly denounced the choice.
Pruitt, 48, has been a reliable booster of the fossil fuel industry and an outspoken critic of what he derides as the EPA’s “activist agenda.”
A mom was told her toddler’s cartoon monster leggings were too scary for preschool.
A mom put her toddler in what she thought was a cute pair of cartoon monster-themed leggings, but they were deemed too scary and were banned by his preschool. Apparently, another mom at the daycare complained, saying the leggings had frightened her child [italicization mine - Paco].
Well, "another mom" is certainly setting little Horace or Chauncey or whatever up for a life requiring a continuous series of safe spaces.
Green Party candidate Jill Stein's strange interest in the possibility of voting irregularities in three states Hillary was expected to win is unlikely to lead to any significant change in the results of the election (except perhaps to widen Trump's lead).
No, Hillary's somehow just going to have to find a way to wrap what's left of her mind around the fact that she lost. And she should spare herself the indignity of pressing her nose against the window like an adult version of the little match girl.
(Photo gratefully lifted from the excellent Ed Driscoll)
After Canadian PM Justin Trudeau beclowns himself with a gag-worthy encomium to the late Fidel Castro, numerous wags on the internet disport themselves in plying the Trudeau eulogy meme.
Has anybody out there heard of a company called Bemer? I think it's a European outfit that sells some kind of bed-size pad that is connected to electronic gizmos that supposedly help circulation. A friend of Mrs. Paco's is trying to interest her in one, but they are very pricey, and I can't find out anything about the product.
"Today, the world marks the passing of a brutal dictator who oppressed his own people for nearly six decades. Fidel Castro’s legacy is one of firing squads, theft, unimaginable suffering, poverty and the denial of fundamental human rights.
"While Cuba remains a totalitarian island, it is my hope that today marks a move away from the horrors endured for too long, and toward a future in which the wonderful Cuban people finally live in the freedom they so richly deserve.
"Though the tragedies, deaths and pain caused by Fidel Castro cannot be erased, our administration will do all it can to ensure the Cuban people can finally begin their journey toward prosperity and liberty. I join the many Cuban Americans who supported me so greatly in the presidential campaign, including the Brigade 2506 Veterans Association that endorsed me, with the hope of one day soon seeing a free Cuba."
Update III: Compare and contrast: when General Pinochet died, he was described as a "former dictator", practically everywhere. Castro is the "former Cuban leader". The biases of the mainstream press are truly irredeemable.
Thanksgiving is a magical time when families gather together in a traditional celebration featuring gratitude, joyous fellowship, and the cruel mockery of insufferable millennial relatives. We are also seeing the rise of a new Thanksgiving tradition: tiresome, geek-scribbled columns about how to talk to your obnoxious conservative uncle at the dinner table that pop up every year on essential millennial websites like Vox, Salon, and Perpetual Barista.
But how about some guidance for those of us who eagerly embrace our inner obnoxious conservative uncle? Well, here are some helpful hints for when that smug tool spawned by your sister and her twitchy second husband opens up his piehole for something other than inserting pie.
Economist Paul Krugman (Nobel-winning economist, as the article points out) has Voiced Another Opinion. This time, he states that, with the election of Trump, "We're about to enter, or may already have entered, an era of corrupt governance unprecedented in US history".
Gawrsh, Paul, you mean even more corrupt than Hillary Clinton and her stint at State? More corrupt than her "charitable" foundation's influence peddling?
I suspect that Krugman will wind up being as wrong with this prognostication as he is about everything else.
Is is always a sad thing to read of the deaths of our men and women in uniform. This one touches me nearly, as it affects a member of our blogging community.
God rest the souls of Sgt. John W. Perry and Pfc. Tyler R. Iubelt, and may He comfort their families and friends in this, a time of heart-breaking grief.
Ministers have reportedly asked their neighbours to refrain from referring to the chunky Swiss cheese fan as Jin San Pang or ‘Kim Fatty III’ in media or conversations."
Bill McMorris at The Washington Free Beacon provides a tongue-in-cheek salute to the NYT for its new crusade against "fake news" - which looks like an exercise that the paper ought to start by implementing at home.
"The Norwegian government’s planned contribution to the Clinton Foundation next year will be nearly 90 percent off its peak, news outlets in Norway are reporting."
The homeowner, who is in her 70s, told police that she was in bed when she heard a noise in her kitchen.
She went downstairs to check on the noise, only to find an arm reaching in through a window. The victim said “I started scratching, digging at his skin, pushing him, just knocking the crap out of him with my fists.”
The hapless burglar was apparently stuck in the window. Then the woman ran to grab her gun and call 911. Returning to the window, the elderly woman began to beat the intruder with the butt of her gun.
Nice going, Granny! One small quibble, though. If you're going to beat someone with a gun, use the muzzle end; holding the gun by the barrel and using it like a hammer could possibly lead to the gun discharging and injuring you.
Vice President Joe Biden says he’s not worried about the incoming administration’s readiness to take over the White House.
Biden told reporters after meeting with Vice President-elect Mike Pence on Wednesday that he’s “confident on day one everything will be in good hands.”
Of course, it could be that Old Joe is just trying to sweet talk his way into that ambassadorship to the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt on this one.
"Vell, he vould at least be more entertaining dan dat Kerry fellow. Gott in Himmel, vat a dummkopf dat guy is!"
I passed an acquaintance of mine in the hall today - a rather soft, self-indulgent young fellow who has always struck me as possessing an unearned amount of esteem for his own intelligence - and I greeted him with a routine, "How's it going?" He paused a moment and said, "Ok, I guess. Just enjoying the last two months of America."
As he entered the men's room, I could not suppress murmuring the word "dumbass". Yet this is typical of so many of the bright young things whose knowledge of practically everything was formed within the inside-the-beltway echo chamber. It is doubtless unchristian of me, but I find the absolute shock being experienced by all these (formerly) complacent and smug cogs in the wheel of Leviathan to be extremely gratifying. And who knows? Perhaps a small handful will actually gain some wisdom from recent events.
According to Noam Chomsky, "the Republican Party has become the most dangerous organization in world history".
Got that? The most dangerous organization in world history. More dangerous than the Communist Party in the Soviet Union under Stalin, more dangerous than the Chi-Coms under Mao during the Cultural Revolution, more dangerous than Hitler and his Nazis. And why is that? Because Trump doesn't buy into climate change, so he's literally going to create hell on earth.
There's no fool like a man educated beyond his intelligence.
No surprise there. Just a case of hack calling to hack (for details on the interesting past of Mr. Ellison, see this post by Scott Johnson at Powerline).
What I hope is that Harry Reid leaves his body to science, and, once angels waft his spirit to its eternal reward, expert taxidermists hollow out the corpse and use it to illustrate the anus in a giant model of the human digestive tract to be displayed in a museum.
The opening lines of his latest column reek of Brooks's signature elitist obliviousness:
If your social circles are like mine, you spent Tuesday night swapping miserable texts. Not all, but many of my friends and family members were outraged, stunned, disgusted and devastated.
Well, Dave, maybe you need to make your circle a little more inclusive.
And then there's this bit of moral posturing:
[W]e simply don’t yet know how much racism or misogyny motivated Trump voters. It is true that those voters are willing to tolerate a lot more bigotry in their candidate than I’d be willing to tolerate.
On the other hand, "those voters" don't seem to be willing to tolerate the levels of corruption and hypocrisy that you were willing to tolerate in, I presume, hoping for a Clinton victory.
But not to worry, lefties, everything will ultimately work out for the best:
After all, the guy will probably resign or be impeached within a year. The future is closer than you think.
Yes, Dave, yes it is, and when the deteriorating financial performance of the NYT finally results in the transformation of that once great newspaper into a supermarket coupon flyer, I'll be looking for your elegantly written invitations to avail ourselves of the latest bargains on, say, Libby's black-eyed peas or maybe Gordon's fish sticks.
Reid’s statement further declared that “white nationalists, Vladimir Putin and ISIS are celebrating Donald Trump’s victory” in Tuesday’s election, “while innocent, law-abiding Americans are wracked with fear.”
I am so glad to see this semi-ambulant a$$hole retire.
Update: Even ducks have a low opinion of Harry Reid...
Coleman Hawkins and his orchestra swing out in this live radio broadcast of Chant of the Groove.
Bonus video! Man, I'm just not through celebrating Trump's takedown of Clinton, so I'm reposting this hot dance number, featuring Jimmy Dorsey's rendition of One O'Clock Jump, from the 1944 film short "Groovie Movie" (one of the best examples I know of pure, exuberant, joyous rug-cutting - precisely captures my ecstatic discovery of the election's outcome).
Seriously, how did they? It's as if some species of fat, flightless, dim-witted bird - say the Raphus cucullatus - had thriven and multiplied in the midst of its first encounters with extreme adversity, rather than swerved into the express lane to extinction.
President-elect Donald Trump is driving New Yorkers crazy.
Dr. Chloe Carmichael, a clinical psychologist and stress management expert based in Manhattan, said she was already swamped at 7 a.m. Wednesday helping her clients navigate their emotions surrounding the election’s results.
Sorry, Big Apple snowflakes, but your ship has hit the iceberg of reality, and the navigator can't help you now.
The astounding victory of Donald Trump is no doubt a phenomenon that will be meditated upon and discussed by everyone in the coming weeks.
But the hell with that. As bandleader Kay Kyser used to say, "C'mon, chill'un, lez dance!"
Update: I confess, I went to bed last night around 10:30, fully expecting to wake up this morning and see the news filled with Hillary's smiling zombie face. When the alarm clock went off at 6 am, I reached over, grabbed my cell phone and brought up Drudge on Google and...Wow! Stunning, stunning win. Trump's victory really is an impressive achievement. He had to fight not only the Democratic Party, but the Clintonostra*, the wildly hyper-partisan press, and a not insignificant unit of conservative and moderate NeverTrumpers.
For me, the biggest thrill was seeing the destruction of the Clinton machine. A Hillary victory would have institutionalized and consolidated the corruption that attends her and her circle of ministers-without-portfolio everywhere they go. Plus, I get to keep my guns and maybe even see Obama Care either overturned or "reformed" out of existence. And of course, there's the Supreme Court, the repudiation of Barack Obama's reign of error, the reversal of his executive orders...the list goes on and on.
*Not my own coinage, but a great word. I regret that I cannot remember where I first saw it.
Update II: A really good analytical piece by Jim Newell (at Slate, of all places).
I recommend readers to this eloquent post by Veeshir, which exactly matches my own views on the mounting threats to our liberty posed by the Leviathan State, and the necessity of voting down the Clinton criminal syndicate. He also provides valuable historical context; this section of his post, particularly, coincides with my own observations:
Looking back, the 2012 reelection of Obama was different in a momentous way. I would argue that the failure of the American people to reject Obama after seeing his manner of governance may go down in the history books as the beginning of the end [Amen! - Paco]. By the end of his first term, Obama had blown the better part of a trillion dollars on a “stimulus” program that hindered rather than helped, he had retroactively lost the hard-won war in Iraq giving rise to ISIS, and he put about a fifth of the economy into a fascistic program that was designed to fail and is in fact failing spectacularly right now, causing both financial and personal medical turmoil across the land. He got nearly every foreign policy decision wrong, alienated allies particularly the UK and Israel, bent over for the Russians and Iranians, and mucked up Honduras. Despite all this and quite a bit more, the American voters re-elected the bastard.
Read the whole thing.
Update: Veeshir points out that the author of that post is a co-blogger, sockless joe.
I sprung Mrs. Paco from the rehab clinic this morning, and, so relieved was she, you'd have thought that I had liberated her from a P.O.W. camp. She's resting comfortably at home now. Naturally, I took the precaution of warning her that there, er, might be a few little things out of place, since she's been gone for nearly two weeks. Still, I didn't do too bad a job. Sure, the place looks a bit like a hog wallow, but a very high end hog wallow.
Update: Longer quote of the week, from Mark Steyn:
Hillary got rich, Bill got laid, republican virtue got screwed. Like the sickly leaders of late-Soviet politburos, both appear older and feebler than their years: once the star performer of the double-act, Bill staggers around like the Blowjob of Dorian Grey; the life has all but literally been sucked out of him. His straight-woman, once the reliably stolid, stone-faced Margaret Dumont of his cigar-waggling routine, now has to be propped up on street bollards and fed lines by her medical staff. When she shuts down and she's out cold, who's driving the pantsuit? Huma? Cheryl? Podesta? Bill and Hillary have been consumed by their urges. America would be electing the Walking Dead, insatiable and fatal to the touch, but utterly hollow.
Victor Davis Hanson, in a typically insightful article on the latest wrinkle in the FBI's investigation of Hillary's rogue server involving Anthony Weiner's lap top (perhaps I should emphasize, I'm talking about his computer), touches on one ostensibly small point that could serve as a hilarious capstone to her history of bad judgement: Hillary is the person "who supposedly fixed Abedin up with Weiner". So, if she loses the election, she would have been the person who planted the seeds of her own downfall.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I don't want, not only this crook, but this idiot anywhere near the White House.
This piece by Ed Klein suggests that there was, indeed, a mutiny going on at the FBI.
He told his wife that he was depressed by the stack of resignation letters piling up on his desk from disaffected agents. The letters reminded him every day that morale in the FBI had hit rock bottom.
And there's also this:
'The people he trusts the most have been the angriest at him,' the source continued. 'And that includes his wife, Pat. She kept urging him to admit that he had been wrong when he refused to press charges against the former secretary of state.
Grain of salt and all that (as there always has to be with unsourced reporting), but this sounds about right.
Update: What the...650,000 emails on this one lap top!?! That's an awful lot of scouring somebody's going to have to do. I guess that nixes the idea that this business can be cleared up before the election.
Why does the rattlesnake rattle? Why does the dog bark? Why does the shark bite? Because it is in their nature, it is hardwired instinct. Hillary Clinton lies because mendacity is one of the main building blocks of her character, an automatic defense mechanism like the skunk and its anal scent glands.
Unrelated update: Joe Biden is lucky he's not riding on Hillary's airplane - "If [Trump] wins, I’ll extend a hand,” Biden said. “He would be president of the United States of America, period. I pray that doesn’t happen. I want that [Maniac? Pathological liar? I wonder what he was actually going to say - Paco] — I want Hillary to be president, but whomever is the president is president of the United States of America.”
...that this absurd case should never have gotten as far as the Supreme Court in the first place (and it wouldn't have if Obama hadn't decided to play around with his social justice flamethrower): "Supreme Court to rule on transgender bathroom use".
We got Obama Care because Justice Roberts allowed himself to be intimidated by the Obama administration and its allies in the news media into ruling that something that's not a tax really is a tax. Will he now chicken out again and rule that someone who's not a woman really is a woman?
So, what do you think James Comey is up to in reopening the investigation into Hillary Clinton's emails? Five will get you ten that Huma Abedin winds up taking the fall, and probably alone, thereby taking the heat off of Hillary in the days leading up to the election.
On the other hand, it's difficult to see that happening before the election. Maybe Hapless Huma's future indictment is intended to ward off impeachment of Cankles, although it's difficult to imagine a Senate clotted with RINOs ever attempting such a thing in the first place.
Rebellious career agents flexing their muscle? Genuinely new information, different in kind and materiality from the stuff Comey's already written off? Color me baffled.
I could definitely support something called the "Pirate Party".
The Pirate Party, an anti-authoritarian band of buccaneers that wants to shift power from government to people, is one of the front-runners in an election triggered by financial scandal in a country still recovering from economic catastrophe in 2008.
Their philosophy seems to differ considerably from that of our own Pirate Party, known familiarly as "Democrats".
A couple of you lads help Mrs. Clinton onto the plank.
Oy vey. They ought to be feeding apple sauce to this woman on a long spoon through an aperture in her cell door, but, instead, hey, why don't we just give her the nuke codes?
Time for national-symbol truth in labeling; we ought to retire the bald eagle and replace it with this...
President Barack Obama - remember him? - made a trip to Florida to play golf with Tiger Woods at a cost to the U.S. taxpayer of $3.6 million.
My pessimism over the fate of our republic really began accelerating when this 9th rate, glorified ward heeler was elected president. It's now positively red-lining.
No, seriously. According to Bill Clinton's alleged former mistress, Dolly Kyle:
“I picked Billy up at the airport and he had this dowdy-looking middle-aged woman with him … this woman was Hillary,” Kyle said. “Hillary, I thought was a Hillary impersonator. Because she looked so bad and she smelled so bad I just didn’t believe this was Hillary.”
Hillary’s bad odor and unkempt appearance were what Kyle claimed she remembered most, thinking Bill Clinton was playing some sort of “sick joke” on her.
“I couldn’t imagine why Billy would haul such a person in the plane with him in public. She was wearing a misshapen, brown, dress-like thing that must have been intended to hide her lumpy body. The garment was long, but stopped too soon to hide her fat ankles and her thick calves covered with black hair,” Kyle said.
“I noticed that the woman emitted an overpowering odor of perspiration and greasy hair. I hoped that I wouldn’t gag when she got in my car. The sandal-shod woman with lank, smelly hair stood off to the side and glared at everyone.”
There are many reasons why Hillary Clinton is unfit to be president, and not the least important one is her essential weirdness.
Mrs. Paco acquired an interesting new neighbor at the hospital where she is recovering from surgery.
I walked out of her room this morning to go get some coffee, and happened to glance in the room next to hers. There was a scruffy looking patient wolfing down his breakfast, and a security guard sitting in a chair in the doorway watching him. On my way back, I noticed a couple of Deputy U.S. Marshals hanging around outside of the same guy's room. All I know for sure is that the patient is not a member of the DNC or one of Hillary's PACs; otherwise, John Law wouldn't be anywhere in sight.
Because when I hear that, at a future date TBD, they wheel you into a hospital afflicted with some exotic disease like the West Indian Dry Gripes or Ondine's Curse, and you're given a summons to appear before a death panel, I'll be laughing, too.
For anyone out there who doesn't have a clue who Wronwright is, or the mead context - well, all I can say is, it has to do with Tim Blair's old blog, and a golden age of commenting fun it was, too.
Update: On second thought, maybe Colin Powell is what passes for a "real" Republican these days, and the rest of us simply make up the illegitimate "deplorable" wing.
Kurt Schlichter is positively on fire with this denunciation of all the crocodile tears being shed over Trump's reluctance to issue a blanket, unqualified statement that he will accept the results of the election.
We owe the system nothing. Nada. Zip. Instead, the system owes us fairness and honesty, and without them it has no right to our default acceptance of its results. That acceptance must be earned. This means that the system must aggressively police its own integrity, and this year it has utterly failed to do so.
When democracy becomes a tool in the hands of a self-appointed ruling class, when the democratic system is used to undermine individual liberty, then something's got to give - and, if we're to hang on to the kind of country our founders envisioned, it ain't gonna be be liberty.
Mrs. Paco got dragged off her feet while walking the dog today and broke her hip. She's scheduled for surgery tomorrow morning, so I'll be offline for a few days most likely. Prayers for her speedy recovery would be appreciated.
Update: Mrs. Paco developed some cardiac issues after the surgery (including a heart rate of 200 beats a minute). They got her stabilized, but are keeping her in the ICU overnight for observation. Possibly related to the surgery (the surgeon wound up doing a complete hip replacement).
Jazz Shaw at Hot Air discusses the massive cyber attack yesterday that took down a slew of servers, affecting popular sites such as Twitter and Netflix.
Getting off the grid voluntarily (as opposed to having it pulled out from under me) is starting to look better and better - but also harder and harder.
The corruption runs deep in the Clinton campaign, no doubt with the blessing of its Red Queen. So, naturally, there's a campaign worker with the absolutely perfect name of Wylie Mao who claims he could get away with sexual assault.
Cheerfully pinched from Veeshir at DoublePlusUndead. If you're not reading the V-man everyday, you're missing out on some righteous (and hilarious) rage.
Paper resumes? Boring! Sending out action figures of yourself? Eye-catching!
Komputance eksemplifyd...
The dangers of coitus interruptus (or why, if you live in bear country, you should carry a .44 Magnum - and maybe a couple of hand grenades).
And now, for that tear-jerking, romantic ballad, "I Still Miss You Baby, But My Aim is Getting Better".
Hey, how about Bob Dylan winning the Nobel Prize in literature? Who better than Weird Al Yankovic to demonstrate the nuanced complexities of Dylan's poetic mind.
I'm delighted that so many FBI agents are disgusted with their chief's handlingbungling fixing of the investigation of Hillary Clinton's criminal mishandling of emails; however, I'm pretty much with Veeshir on this: "Quit whining at us about how you’re all mad. We’re mad too. And we’re the ones who are the most boned. We’re the ones the gov’t is going to send you after now that they know you’re a bunch of Hillary!’s Bitches and will only whine anonymously about shitting on the rule of law."
It's rather as if Fletcher Christian and the crew of the Bounty simply chalked some anonymous graffiti on the quarter deck ("Captain Bligh is a Poopy Head"), rather than actually put the man off the ship.
Now, I don't mean to understate the dangers of openly challenging the FBI director: it would probably mean having to resign, first, and public condemnations might, in any event, get agents in trouble for violating the non-disclosure agreements they were compelled to sign. But doing the right thing sometimes requires personal sacrifice and taking some risks and if the Bureau has become as hopelessly politicized and tainted with corruption as many (if not most) of the agents claim, then it's not unreasonable to expect at least a couple of genuinely patriotic FBI employees to step forward and openly say so. Otherwise, they are, however reluctantly, "just following orders", in which case their protestations are useless.
We went down to Virginia Beach to visit my older son, and what excellent timing! Left Northern Virginia Saturday morning just in time to catch the wake of the hurricane which flooded much of Virginia Beach and knocked out power all over the place. Also, I'm apparently so out of shape that I got tendonitis just screwing curtain rods into the wall; my right hand is practically useless (which worries me, since that's my shooting hand). So, posting may be limited due to the fact that I'm typing mainly with my left hand.
Meanwhile, the election draws near and we're looking at the real possibility of a Clinton presidency. I imagine she'll wind up being a kind of pantsuited Robert Mugabe if she gets in. Sad times for the dear old Republic.
BTW, couldn't get away from Cankles even at a Bojangles fast food joint. The restaurant had a television mounted on the wall and Fox News was providing live coverage of Clinton making a speech in Florida. The typical loud, robotic, hectoring style; and there, standing next to her, looking like a well-dressed cigar store Indian, was Al Gore.
I'll be offline for a few days, so make yourself at home in the comments section.
BTW, saw this bit in the animated movie, Zootopia. The scene is set in the town's Department of Motor Vehicles. I think we've all had a similar experience.
"FBI agents are ready to revolt over the cozy Clinton probe".
Comey has turned a once-proud institution known for its independence into one that bows to election pressure, hands out political immunity to candidates and effectively pardons their co-conspirators. He’s turned the FBI into the Federal Bureau of Immunity and lost the trust and respect of not only his agents but the country at large. He ought to step down.
Are you crazy? We're probably looking at Hillary's first Supreme Court nominee.
Maj. Gen. Ronald F. Lewis, U.S. Army, was abruptly fired from his position as special assistant to the secretary of defense last November. An investigation by the Pentagon’s inspector general now confirms allegations against Lewis, including a visit to an off-limits club on “Hooker Hill” in Seoul, South Korea, charging taxpayers for $400 bottles of champagne at a strip club in Rome, and making unwanted advances to female subordinates.
I'm continuing to maintain my perfect record of not watching the debates, but, based on reports, Democratic VP candidate Tim Kaine apparently came across like a meth head who desperately needed his next fix.
"Give me your cash or I'll scratch your eyes out!"
BTW, this pernicious, corrupting influence just located the long-sought-after Henry lever action rifle chambered in .41 Magnum, for sale and in stock at an online firearms dealer (currently, I believe, it is the only rifle being manufactured in this caliber). Can't wait to get my hands on it.
The science is settled: "A math professor has worked out an equation to calculate how long into a car journey it takes a child to ask: 'Are we nearly there yet?'"
Best police report ever (be sure to click to enlarge)...
When I was a little fellow, and knew practically nothing about golf, I still knew who Arnold Palmer was. A great golfer, and great for the game of golf, he will be missed.
It's becoming increasingly clear that the FBI "investigation" of Hillary and company in connection with her unsecure, homemade server was a sham from the beginning.
A tremendous disservice to the concept of justice, and a colossal waste of taxpayer money.