" 'We Black Women Are Ignored,' Says Multimillionaire Black Woman To Millions Of Adoring Fans".
Have you ever tried to ignore a bad toothache? Yeah, like that.
"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
" 'We Black Women Are Ignored,' Says Multimillionaire Black Woman To Millions Of Adoring Fans".
Have you ever tried to ignore a bad toothache? Yeah, like that.
From Edvard Grieg's Peer Gynt Suite, here is "Morning Mood". The first time I heard this piece, it was on the soundtrack of an orange juice commercial. Why not? The perfect morning drink and the perfect morning music.
Some BLM rad-tard shot and killed a Trump supporter in Portland, and 4Chan - which catches a whole lot of grief for its role in promoting conspiracy theories, but seems to be pretty damned good at identifying leftwing thugs - has found a suspect.
What did the squishy leftwing mayors think was going to happen in their cities when they let the rioters run amok? At an absolute minimum, I hope they get turned out of office, and I wish they could be prosecuted; however, such is the perversity of the population in these areas, that they'll probably get reelected.
And counter-protesters: arm yourselves. You are under no obligation to present yourselves as helpless targets.
Captain (later Colonel) William Allen Phillips invented a handgun that went up against John Brownings' 1911 design in trials to adopt a new official Army pistol. Close, but no cigar (actually, I don't think it was very close, either).
That should take care of the germs.
Meaningless graphics (H/T: David Thompson).
Have you ever heard a humming bird snore? You have now! (H/T: Ditto)
From Powerline's "The Week in Pictures".
The funniest lip-syncing of a Joe Biden ramble I've ever seen (courtesy of the sidebar at Ace of Spades). This girl is a comic genius.
This mayor's such a feckless leftist doofus, he'll probably let them in to use his bathroom. Whatever you do, it will never be enough, Ted!
Yeah, I'd take this guy's medical advice, for sure:
Appearing Friday on CNN, Dr. Rob Davidson said that unlike President Donald Trump’s Republican National Convention speech on the White House lawn, the lack of social distancing during the March on Washington is not a major concern because participants are raising awareness for the “public health crisis” of “systemic racism.”
The dustiest, skull-crowned, most potion-ridden shaman in a parrot-feather cape practicing in the most remote reaches of the amazonian jungle just emailed to say, "That dude makes no sense whatsoever. Don't let him get near you with a knife or powdered chicken blood. Just sayin'".
And guess who else shows up in this news article as a pal of the Chi-Coms: that valiant warrior-monk and former brass-hat, James Mattis.
Seriously: give your full trust to no one.
A stellar collection of musicians came together for a television program called The Sound of Jazz, broadcast on December 8th, 1957 on CBS. Here they are performing “Open All Night”. It's hot! How hot? At about the 1:30 mark, Joe Newman literally blows smoke out of his trumpet.
"Publication mocked for reporting Jacob Blake had knife in car but was 'otherwise unarmed'”.
Except for his Tommy gun, Sgt. Saunders went through WWII unarmed.
What's one of the big things Donald Trump promised to do? That's right: drain the swamp. So, is it really any surprise that a hundred or more has-beens, never-was's, RINO failures, Bush cronies, and GOP grifters should come out in support of Biden?
Now, they're part of the leftist operating manual.
Updated and bumped Steve Skubinna in the comments: "Simplest solution is to fart into the mattress, and then sniff around the outside.Or alternately you could fart in the room, and then sniff around the mattress until you get to a spot it smells clean."
Does anybody out there know how to find a leak in an inflatable air mattress? It's a kind of medium-slow leak (mattress gets noticeably softer overnight). We tried close listening for a hissing noise, sprayed it with water, just can't seem to find where the air is coming out. Mrs. Paco called the manufacturer and asked how to find a leak, and they just sent her a new mattress (maybe that's a bad sign; maybe they don't know how to find a leak, either).
Anyhow, yeah, the company replaced it, but the thing is pretty nice and I hate throwing stuff away, so if you've got any ideas, send them along.
I picked this Glock 23 Gen4 up yesterday and took it to the range today.
Long story short: awesome. The .40 caliber cartridges obviously have a little more snap than 9mm, but recoil is totally manageable. The gun performed flawlessly, and, although I was using a pistol alley on an outdoor range that only allowed me about a 15-yard distance from the target, I got some bull's eyes on orange dots that were only two inches in diameter; made me feel like Sgt. York (i.e., sights are dead on). In terms of performance and enjoyment, it's almost as good as my Walther P99 (you can't beat Walther's feel in the hand).
I'm glad I bought it. It came with three 13-round magazines, a neat loading tool, a cleaning rod and brush, plus five - count 'em, five - extra backstraps in case I wanted to change my grip (I didn't). Another good score from AIM Surplus.
It ain't a beauty queen, but neither am I, so we ought to get along fine.
Update I also got in a shipment of .40 caliber ammo today (a mix of FMJ and JHP) from America's Gun Store. I've bought some nice holsters from them in the past, and lately I've been purchasing some ammo. The company includes a 4-bit pocket screwdriver set with each purchase. Just a knickknack, but a nice touch, I think.
"At the same time as violent democrats and their various funded and affiliated grassroot anarchist groups are engaged in riots, looting, mayhem and political chaos, the United States Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi, goes to the microphones to declare President Trump and his supporters: 'Enemies of The State'…".
Time for this dynastic corruptocrat to go. There are few people I'd rather see being wafted to their eternal reward than Pelosi. But let us be patient a little longer; even this botoxed incarnation of the whore of Babylon is mortal and must pass on someday.
Paco, Jr., for reasons known only to him, recently acquired a pet snake (a python of some sort). His brother, and his niece, Maggie, visited him yesterday, and Maggie seems to have hit it off pretty well with Mr. Skittles.
Here is the first movement of Manuel de Falla's Nights in the Gardens of Spain ("En El Generalife"). The work was inspired by de Falla's interest in Spain's Arabic past, and the love that the old emirs had for their gardens, which were frequently living works of art.
Sorry, I meant to say that she's leaving to spend more time with her family. I wish this devoted, loyal, and, thanks to her husband, long suffering advisor to the Trump administration well.
Her chuckleheaded husband, George "Whatever Flavor You've Got as Long As I Can Get Three Scoops" Conway is, interestingly, withdrawing from his laborious duties Tweeting fatuous anti-Trump agitprop from his comfy, although increasingly flat, beanbag chair at the Lincoln Project.
I presume these two have quite a few things to work out. As a start, here's some free advice for George...
According to Jill Biden's ex-husband, Jill had an affair with Joe and lied about how they met.
So, let's hear from the pearl-clutchers at the NeverTrump Society for Moral Uplift on this.
Nothing like some blue on blue slap fighting - "America Is Polarized. One Thing Can Still Unite Us: Rooting for Joe Kennedy to Fail".
Leftist politicians like Andrew Cuomo don't really care if their orders are coherent and consistent, so long as they're obeyed.
Looks like Cuomo and De Blasio and all the rest are cut from the same cloth as this guy...
Biden's unofficial religious advisor - Sister Simone Campbell (who, if we had a serious pope, would have been declared an apostate long ago) - doesn't really have any interest in abortion and couldn't care less about Biden's position on the matter, but nonetheless thinks Grope Boy would make a great president - a great Catholic president.
Update A sterling recommendation of Joe Biden's honesty by...Hunter Biden.
Joe and Blow - just oozing integrity.
Second City Cop has a justifiably furious post up about Chicago mayor Lori Lightfoot's blatantly hypocritical move to see to it that her own home is protected by a police presence, while she brushes off the fears of the citizenry, who do not have the luxury of surrounding themselves with gendarmes.
In addition to the main subject, however, SCC uses an honorific to refer (presumably) to Barack Obama that I had never heard before: Sparklefarts. Outstanding.
So, are those things just sort of lying around over there? Do you grumble when you have to keep pulling gold nuggets out of the ground in order to plant your cucumbers? Do you stub your toes on those big nuggets when you take the garbage out at night?
Alexander Djerassi, the son of Ghislaine’s sister Isabel Maxwell, was gifted a very powerful and prestigious position within her State Department and the US Government. “Secretary Clinton gave Alex a job in one of the most sensitive areas of Obama’s executive apparatus,” a source said. “The fact Alex Djerassi, fresh out of college, was put in charge of the State Department’s Bureau of Near Eastern Affairs, covering the Middle East, was an interesting move."
Wasn't it, though? Although "interesting" doesn't really begin to cover this dispensing of favors among the slimy inhabitants of Hillary's universe. I wonder if Cankles at least got a neck rub, in return.
Joe Biden proved that he could read a teleprompter for twenty minutes, and Democrats and their media puppets acted like he had just solved the riddles of the Sphinx, independently worked out Einstein's theory of general relativity and carried out pi to 500 decimal places by doing the division in his head. The whole absurd spectacle reminded me of the way young parents applaud and coo over a child when he (or she, as the case may be) first manages a solo turn on the potty.
In looking at all the toxic and destructive "isms" which plague our country, we must be sure to remember infantilism.
Courtesy of the outstanding American Digest, let us take a tour of "Portland: Rose of the Northwest".
Update Weasel Zippers has a hilarious account of The Trump Ad That Ate The Washington Post (H/T: Friend an commenter, Veeshir).
Update II This idiot: "Oregon Dem Congressman Chains Self to USPS Drop Box to Save It From Donald Trump".
Barack Obama shrank in office; he's still shrinking: "Barack Obama Reminds Americans Why He Was the King of 'I' in DNC Speech".
By the way, Barry, what was that about Trump using the military as props?
How...ironic: "Biden’s Final Nominating Vote Came From Dem Senator Who Admitted To Slapping His Wife In The Face".
Just say "No" to tyrants: "Why the Left Still Hates the Movie 300".
America is just a big box of Tinkertoys to the Democrats, and they really don't like the way it's put together.
Goodyear scores massive own goal: "Goodyear Bans ‘Blue Lives Matter’ and MAGA Slogans, Allows Black Lives Matter". I wonder how many law enforcement agencies have been buying Goodyear tires - up to now.
Former invertebrate Republican and now - I don't remember: Democrat? Independent? - Charlie Crist is up against a very interesting challenger in his Florida district.
This is the most surprising thing I've seen since I last looked out of the eastern-facing kitchen window and saw the sun coming up: "Biden’s Senior Advisor Once Said Chinese Dictator Mao Zedong Was One Of Her ‘Favorite Political Philosophers’."
For example, stuffed shirt Dem shill, Jake Tapper, who bemoans the absence of a place in the Republican tent for the likes of former Pennsylvania congressman Charlie Dent, a textbook example of a time-serving RINO.
Michelle Obama sitting in her $12 million dollar mansion, with her $60 million dollar book deal, and Netflix deal estimated to be worth between $150-$300 million, is feeling depressed. If that’s not privileged, I’m not sure what is.
— Jevon O.A. Williams (@JevonWilliamsVI) August 17, 2020
I believe that this year's presidential election is going to be a cognitive test for the American people.
" ‘Flying rattlesnakes?’ Idea they never climb trees is shattered by social media posts".
Mrs. Paco came across a couple of snakes in our vegetable garden, recently. In one instance, she found a skin, perhaps two feet long, that had been shed. In another, while she was removing some mesh that we had draped over the strawberries to protect them from birds, she was attempting to remove what appeared to be a stick that had become tangled in the material, and received a sharp jab to one of her fingers. On closer inspection, the object turned out to be the desiccated body of a snake, it was one of its teeth that had pricked her finger. Fortunately, both of these critters were corn snakes - I think.
My Uncle Jack passed away a few days ago. Having beaten prostate cancer and throat cancer, he finally succumbed to kidney disease at the age of 86.
Jack was the "baby" of his family, which, to some extent, probably explains all of the allowances that were made for him over the years.
He served in the Air Force in the late 1950s, and later headed up the personnel department of a textile firm in North Carolina. The textile company shut down, however, and thus began Jack's career as a "self-employed businessman", in which his addiction to spending money - and he wasn't fussy; didn't have to be his, necessarily - turned him into something of a local legend of financial impropriety and mismanagement (he, himself, always found his reputation to be hugely amusing). Jack had a tremendous sense of humor, an infectious laugh and was actually a loving brother and son; his own children turned out to be remarkably successful. He separated from his wife decades ago, but they remained married. Jack said divorce was against his religion, although I imagine that it was alimony which most strongly triggered his religious objections.
Jack enjoyed his pleasures, particularly food. Once, perhaps 15 years ago, he began to feel chest pains and figured (correctly, as it turned out) that he was having a heart attack. He hadn't had breakfast, yet, though, so, driving himself to the hospital, he stopped on the way at the Do-Nut Dinette and ordered up a stack of pancakes and a side of bacon before proceeding to the emergency room.
Such was Jack's charm (and obvious lack of financial prospects), that even the IRS finally threw up its hands in despair and effectively (if unofficially) ended its pursuit of him. Jack said of his last interview, with a (no doubt) broken and defeated IRS auditor, that, as the T-man was leaving, Jack threw an arm around the man's shoulders and said, "Don't worry. I'll send you a dollar or two every now and then".
I don't believe his estate includes much in the way of assets, except for a chest-of-drawers filled with his old socks which sits on the front porch of my late grandmother's house, where Jack lived for many years (without electricity, a needless expense as he saw it).
My father said something once that I think would serve as the perfect epitaph: "Jack would give you the shirt off his back - although he probably borrowed it from you in the first place - but he would write you enough bad checks to wallpaper your living room."
In spite of everything, it was impossible not to like him. RIP, Jack. You have finally found a permanent refuge from the bill collectors and the tax man.
Update One more uncle Jack story comes to mind. For awhile, he worked for a small company - I don't know what the outfit did - and he was, quite astonishingly, the treasurer. The company eventually failed, although not, to the best of my knowledge, due to anything Jack did. Anyhow, I was chatting with Old Paco in his office one day when Jack came in, laughing his head off. My father asked him what was so funny. Jack said, "I've got to put this in the mail, but I wanted to show it to you first". He handed Old Paco a check, and said, "See that? It's a check written to a collection agency drawn on the account of a bankrupt company and signed by Jack Carter!" We all laughed til we cried.
Enh, maybe I'd better rephrase that: "When Turkey’s ‘Hero’ Beheaded 800 Christians for Refusing Islam".
"GUMSHOE ROSCOES: CLASSIC FILM NOIR REVOLVERS & PISTOLS"
I've gotten in the habit of checking out the firearms used in old movies - not just film noir, but westerns, too. Westerns, unfortunately, at least the older ones, were often way off in terms of period accuracy. So, you might see a movie set in the immediate post-civil war period featuring characters carrying 1873 peacekeepers, or a sheriff in 1870s Colorado carrying an 1892 Winchester. Attention to historical detail is much greater now, obviously.
Jeffrey Lord has seen this show before.
I have no idea whatever in the world happened to John Kasich. But I understand completely the appearance at the Democratic Convention by former GOP Governor Christie Todd Whitman. Apparently the ex-Ohio Governor and once-upon-a-time conservative Republican Congressman has now abandoned his political roots and flipped to become an Establishment finger wagger, leaving behind every last conservative principle he once professed to have. Whitman, on the other hand, has never made a secret of her Establishment ties. And if the Fox News accounts are accurate that there are others besides those two who will be speaking at the Democratic Convention, one can be sure they will be lionized in the mainstream media.
As a former Reagan staffer, I can only say that this all seems reminiscent of Ronald Reagan’s rise in the 1960’s and on through to his election in 1980 and beyond.
The ease with which these skunks have changed their stripes is nauseating. I can't imagine that the appearance of these faux Republicans at the (virtual) Democratic National Convention will have much impact. I had to look a couple of them up; I either never heard of them before, or had completely forgotten who they were. Perhaps they are unaware that Benedict Arnold was scorned by many in England after the war (whatever the value of the service he provided to the Crown, his change of sides was seen by many as having been rooted in dishonor).
Did the TDS Telethon last night raise enough money for a cure?
— Scott Adams (@ScottAdamsSays) August 18, 2020
The media has been trying to generate interest for the last couple of days in the upcoming endorsement by several Republicans of Joe Biden's run for the presidency. Turns out, the endorsements are from some of the lamest GOP losers and has-beens of the last 20 years.
Several former Republican leaders are slated to speak on the first night of this year’s Democratic National Convention, including former U.S. New York Rep. Susan Molinari, who once spoke at the Republican National Convention, and former Ohio Gov. John Kasich, a frequent Trump critic who ran for president in 2016.
Former New Jersey Gov. Christine Todd Whitman and former Hewlett Packard CEO Meg Whitman are also on the list of GOP speakers expected to give remarks virtually on Monday night.
Democratic National Committee spokeswoman Xochitl Hinojosa told the Yahoo News podcast “Skullduggery” on Monday that the theme of the convention is uniting America.
Interesting, also, that the DNC apparently is now being staffed by Aztecs.
"Death Valley hits 130 degrees, thought to be highest temperature on Earth in nearly a century"
Death Valley is pretty much the only place in California I want to visit. Definitely on my bucket list.
The late, great Jacqueline du Pré performs the Allegro Apassionato, Opus 43, of Camille Saint-Saёns.
Something interesting to me was the discovery that there were Luger pistols made especially for the American market (note the old photos of various Western characters carrying Lugers).
Speaking of guns, it's obvious that the buying frenzy has caused people to do some strange things. For example, I just bought a Glock 23 Gen 4 (a medium-sized .40 caliber pistol). Truth to tell, I never particularly liked Glocks. They have a reputation for being durable and reliable, but the look of the things always left me cold; however, I just saw the 23 for sale online at AIM Surplus, in "Battlefield Green", plus three 13-round magazines, and it seemed to be a good deal. I checked some of my favorite sites to do a price comparison, and they didn't have any Glocks at all, so I jumped on this one. Had to do it; would've been a crime not to. The gun, incidentally, which popped up Friday, is now sold out.
On second thought, maybe not: "Shocking Dystopian Video Of NYC Shows An Abandoned And Boarded Up 5th Avenue".
Why, I read just last week that New Zealand's Prime Minister, Jacinda Ardern, had been voted the kindest leader in the world (by some admittedly dubious group), and here she is, now, declaring mandatory quarantine camps. Out of the goodness of her heart, no doubt.
H/T: Friend and commenter Mike W.
The two Irishmen who fought for the Waffen SS (sounds hard to believe, but alcohol was involved).
It can do an awful lot of bad, too - "George Soros: A Lifetime Fortune Spent on Liberal Influence".
"Historic Israel-UAE Peace Agreement… With President Trump’s Help".
How long before the antagonist media start to spin this as an anti-Palestinian maneuver?
...in Texas, mind you...then I feel safe in saying that, as a country, we are finished: "Update: Judge Orders Texas Father to Pay $5,000 a Month So His Ex-Wife Can 'Transition' Son James Into a Girl Named 'Luna'" .
Adjudicated child abuse, that's what this is.
I definitely think this distinguished progressive genius needs more than 60 seconds of air time. How about a full hour?
Admittedly, it would be nice to occasionally come across someone who knew how to spell "loose" correctly, but you've got to work with what you've got.
There’s an enthusiasm gap that’s even wider than the yawning chasm between Bill Kristol’s self-image and the cheesy reality. Trump voters are willing to crawl over broken glass to vote for The Donald; savvy Dems are looking for broken glass to slash their wrists because they know their addled nominee is a senile old weirdo on an express train to McGovernville. Who, exactly, are the people saying, “I’m really excited by the dynamic possibilities of a Joe Biden presidency!” except the marketing guys at Ensure and Depends?
"Power, Petey. I want to rule. Like my spiritual predecessors. But I’m luckier than they were. I inherited the fruit of their efforts and I shall be the one who’ll see the great dream made real. I see it all around me today. I recognise it. I don’t like it. I didn’t expect to like it. Enjoyment is not my destiny. I shall find such satisfaction as my capacity permits. I shall rule."
"Whom...?"
"You. The world. It’s only a matter of discovering the lever. If you learn how to rule one single man’s soul, you can get the rest of mankind. It’s the soul, Peter, the soul. Not whips or swords or fire or guns. That’s why the Caesars, the Attilas, the Napoleons were fools and did not last. We will. The soul, Peter, is that which can’t be ruled. It must be broken. Drive a wedge in, get your fingers on it – and the man is yours. You won’t need a whip – he’ll bring it to you and ask to be whipped. Set him in reverse – and his own mechanism will do your work for you. Use him against himself. Want to know how it’s done? See if I ever lied to you. See if you haven’t heard all this for years, but didn’t want to hear, and the fault is yours, not mine.
There are many ways. Here’s one. Make man feel small. Make him feel guilty. Kill his aspiration and his integrity. That’s difficult. The worst among you gropes for an idol in his own twisted way. Kill integrity by internal corruption. Use it against himself. Direct it towards a goal destructive of all integrity. Preach selflessness. Tell man that altruism is the ideal. Not a single one has ever reached it and not a single one ever will. His every living instinct screams against it. But don’t you see what you accomplish ? Man realises that he’s incapable of what he’s accepted as the noblest virtue - and it gives him a sense of guilt, of sin, of his own basic unworthiness. Since the supreme ideal is beyond his grasp, he gives up eventually all ideals, all aspiration, all sense of his personal value. He feels himself obliged to preach what he can’t practice. But one can’t be good halfway or honest approximately. To preserve one’s integrity is a hard battle. Why preserve that which one knows to be corrupt already? His soul gives up its self respect. You’ve got him. He’ll obey. He’ll be glad to obey – because he can’t trust himself, he feels uncertain, he feels unclean. That’s one way.