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Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Liberal Idiocy

I woke up to find this picture staring me in my face this morning.


Now, call me crazy, but isn't this just as moronic and stupid as everything else Regressives suggest to solve any problem that makes them wet their pants?

I was so ready to get my mad on, even though I'm not really in the mood for it, so I read the comments and hit comedy gold. I am going to post those responses here because frankly, I want to laugh. I need to laugh.

Gun permit at 15 -- Full gun license at 16

 ability to take your gun anywhere in the Country at anytime

can buy any gun that you can afford

you can lease a gun, rent a gun, maybe have Uber gun...call, and in 15 minutes someone brings a gun to you.

If you accidentally hurt someone with your gun it isn't criminal issue it's an insurance issue.
If you accidentally kill someone with your gun it's still an insurance issue.

even when you're really, really old and shouldn't have a gun , no one in the family wants to tell you that and politicians don't want to take your gun away from you.

You can have as many accidents with your gun and no one will take away your license.

And you can own a gun right after you get out of jail.

People with autism, mentally challenged, felons - even the insane can all get drivers licenses... so why not a gun license?

No background check to buy a gun just like the car

Mentally handicapped people can operate a gun just like a car

And if the guy who shoots it doesn't have liability insurance you're covered under no-fault or uninsured shooter

Stores on every corner selling bullets out of vending machines -just like gas pumps.

Government Cash fo Klunkers! You can get money from the government for guns that don't work as an incentive to buy a new gun!

Bail out money for gun companies to keep them in business

If someone steals your gun-no big deal...the cops show up an hour later, some disinterested cop writes a report, tells you you may or may not get it back, we really don't have time to look for your gun, I hope you had insurance, have a nice day.

Of course, Regressives are going to sputter and try to say "That's not what we mean!" as they always do (go look it up, whenever we point out the dangers or stupidity of their policies they say that's not what they mean and they have control of it. One thing though, we're always right. If you want to argue that point I will ask that you please look up all of the illegals currently on Medicaid through healtcare.gov. Thank you for your education.)

No, we know what you mean, what you want, but do you? Liberals? Regressives? Infantile whining maggots? I don't think you do.

Do you know what I fully expect? I fully expect by end of business today the Libtards will have embraced the Orlando shooter because he was a self-hating gay. Mark my words.

Sunday, June 12, 2016

National Review Goes Full Retard

I woke up this morning to my son blocking me in the kitchen from making coffee, then I open up my news feed and find National Review had published this piece of sickening shit. Is Donald Trump Doing to Republicans What Zachary Taylor Did To The Whigs?

I can honestly tell you that my jaw dropped and outrage poured through my being with the heat of a thousand suns. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

Gil Troy, an obvious non-historian and possible cretin, tries to make the case that Zachary Taylor was just like Trump and brought about the fall of the Whig Party in Antebellum America. So, let's deconstruct that the idiot, Gil Troy, is saying, shall we?

I will preface this by saying that I am depending entirely on my American History learned in public schools and colleges before Safe Spaces were a thing. I was in school before standardized testing and feel I was more knowledgeable coming out of fifth grade than most college graduates today. I cannot lean on my knowledge of my history major son, because he finds American history boring and would rather ruminate with dusty tomes of some Roman crossing the Rubicon than some ballsy American crossing the Delaware. If you don't understand either of those references, I highly recommend any American History book written before 1992 and Wikipedia Julius Caesar.

You see, in my house, we are all a bunch of history nuts and science geeks. We want to know the true history of things so that we may fully, and correctly understand our selves today. This is how it used to be.

I can see that Gil Troy must be of the recently educated set. Or just as stupid at history as he is in researching his articles for National Review. Because he obviously missed classes on how the Republican Party came into being. So, let me give you a little histoire, as they say in France.

The Whigs were much like the Republican Party is today. Doing ANYTHING to keep the peace with Democrats who loved slavery. Because, let's face it, when haven't they loved holding other people down? The Whigs COULD have passed several measures that would have ended slavery, yet did not because... Democrat feels. Democrats would have gotten mad and not liked them, so they basically just bent over when the Dems told them to and spread 'em wide, just like Republicans do today. However, the Whigs would demand lube. Do you see the GOP even asking for it? I don't.

So a new party started up, the Republican Party. The Whigs lost every election they were in after Zachary Taylor was eventually elected president. He was the last Whig to be elected to National Office. In that time Republicans began winning local and state elections, running on the abolitionist platform that the Whigs had ignored. Hey, remember, the cotton was cheap because the labor was free, right? North and South working together to keep men in chains. How fucking noble were the Whigs, right?


The biggest parallel between the Whigs then and the GOP now, is that both parties became mired in tradition and refused to moved into the future. In both cases, both parties were full of old, scared, white men, who simply could not move with the times. Seriously, can you see John McCain using a smart phone? Can you? Do we even need to speak of Hillary's inability to use two of them? Come on.


The Whigs chugged slowly along until 1856 when they were done, spent. They tried to become the Constitutional Union Party but that went nowhere because, as usual, they could not get out of their own Conservative inertia. Yes, Mister Troy, there is such a thing as too conservative. It's where you are paralyzed with fear at doing ANYTHING that changes the status quo because you cannot face change of any kind.

We are not asking for change, simply for the sake of change like the idiot Regressives. We want change because it is needed to preserve our way of life in so many ways. I wonder, if we went back and asked former Whigs why they voted Abe Lincoln into office what they would tell us? Would they tell us it was because a man stood and said he refused to let men suffer any longer under the yoke of slavery because other men were too afraid to let their opinions be heard? Would they say that it was time to change things because slavery is morally reprehensible and cannot be condoned by a moral and just government?

Because, let me be clear Mr. Troy, idiot extraordinaire, Democrats want us all enslaved under their power. They want to run our lives, tell us what to say, what to think, who we can talk to, compartmentalize us all into little warring tribes, because frankly, if we're fighting each other we cannot be fighting them, right?  You and your moronic pals at National Review are telling everyone who believes in you that they should just roll over and take that kick to the ribs. Well, with all respect due an idiot, fuck you.

If you think slavery doesn't exist in the Democrat agenda, I beg you to look at the results of the "Great Society" may LBJ burn in hell, hourly anally raped by a pineapple for that bit of shackling of the blacks in America. If you think the poor aren't enslaved by state welfare then I would posit that you are perhaps the most stupid person on the planet next to Elizabeth Warren.

Does the GOP do anything at all to fight it? No. They keep passing bills to increase welfare, enact Obamacare, and just pass it down to later generations to be fixed so they can keep their immediate seat of power. WELL IT'S TIME GENTLEMEN! It is time to get off your dead asses and DO SOMETHING! Do something decent for a change.

This is the problem with the National Review, they are what made Donald Trump possible, and they don't even recognize it. He is their creation. He is the reaction of people fed the fuck up with the dithering and lies. They want action and Trump promises it.

A man comes upon another man having his way with a woman in a ditch. They join up and the first man says, "You know that woman back there was dead?" The other man laughs and says, "Dead? I thought she was Republican."

Abraham Lincoln won the Republican Party nomination and the presidency and then won the Civil War, War of Northern Aggression, War Between the States, whatever you want to call it, but he ENDED slavery. He did something. I'm not sure what Trump will do, but I do know, if he dithers, if he does nothing but sit in that chair in the oval office and does nothing that he's promised, in four years we will have a brand new political party winning elections all over the US, and eventually the Presidency. And the National Review will not matter one iota in the minds of anyone forming that new party. Inertia, thou art NR.

Here endeth the lesson.

Tuesday, June 07, 2016

Happy Birthday To Me





I saw this meme today on Facebook and loved it immediately. It's because I think that all human beings should acknowledge and appreciate their worth.

A few years back I saw a tweet on Twitter (I deleted my account because I hate Twitter) wherein a young woman wrote an article about being a black, single mom and how proud she was of herself for doing it on her own, buying her own things with her own money that she'd earned. She's teaching her son valuable lessons from that example. She wowed me. I was proud of her, happy for her, for knowing her own worth.

Last week I gave an interview and was asked what was my biggest influence for my writing. I write Romance, for the most part. There are far more romance books out there written by me than there are my philosophical and political ones. But my largest influence, on both sides of fiction and non-fiction has been Ayn Rand.

Before you gasp and clutch your pearls, her view on the aesthetic of romance was in keeping with the rest of Objectivist philosophy. Aesthetics is the fifth pillar or all philosophy. Her view on romantic love was a very healthy one, even if she didn't practice it. Others have and been happy with it. The picture above encapsulates the entire concept.


When you realize how much you're worth, you'll stop giving discounts."

Truth. Reality you cannot hide from.

And it came at a very good time, as some recent research I've been doing has made me very sad for people as a whole. Consider the hook up culture. There are entire websites and phone apps dedicated to nothing but finding someone to bump fuzzies with. That's it, get it on, and you're both ghosts. Young people think it's great, and they never look at those around them to see how miserable they are, and they never get older and look back at this time of their lives as where all of their self-doubt and hatred began. If you value something, you hold it close, you do not give away recklessly. Even if it's your own body.

Roll your eyes, but when you get older and no one treats you with respect, it's because you never treated yourself with respect.

Why don't people get this? I've been singing this song for too many years. All of those people out there hooking up like their body is nothing more than for someone else to "defile" if only in their thoughts. They won't think you respect yourself, because you're doing what you do... with them. Neither of you respect yourselves, so it's naughty, and even a little fun to film yourself doing things to one another then posting it online, then going on like it's nothing. And, neither of you realize you've told the entire world not to respect you. You didn't just tell them, you screamed it.

When you don't care about something, you freely, happily give it way to anyone who asks.

Think about attraction. When someone lets you know that you're attractive to them, they become more attractive to you. Why? Because they are recognizing your worth, and in return, you recognize theirs. It's the sturdy foundation that all healthy relationships are built on.

This healthy self-image and appreciation comes from spending time by yourself, getting to know you without anyone else in the equation. I hate seeing people just coming out of a relationship and immediately throwing themselves into anything to get their mind off of it. It should be time spent alone, not with friends or anyone else, to recognize yourself without that other part of you. Know yourself as someone other that so-and-so's someone, or as someone's daughter, sister, brother, mother or father. Get to know YOU again. It's very healthy and I think, for most, they come out on the other side happier for it.

They come out knowing their own worth, and they stop giving discounts to the unworthy. Try it.

Wednesday, June 01, 2016

A Split Second

I will preface this post by saying that this is not the post I thought I'd be writing two days ago, but I got sick of being a self-righteous moron and thought about it. Stop being emotional and think.

My eldest son is 30 years old. Weeks before his second birthday, he had a terrible accident. He could have died. All because I looked away for a split second to put his brother down, before leading him inside.

You see, we lived in a second story apartment. The kids downstairs were playing, riding bikes... being kids. I had spoken with them as I climbed my stairs carrying a baby carried and DJ's hand in my other. As I always did, I told DJ not to move as I unlocked the door. I took half a step inside to put the carrier in and DJ was gone. The kids were screaming that he'd jumped and I looked down to see my baby lying on the concrete.

A split-second was all it took for his small two-year-old body to slip through the rails and he fell onto the ground below. A. SPLIT. SECOND.

I began screaming and ran down the stairs, terrified, not knowing what to do. My neighbor ran outside and I was screaming at her to call 911. Vicky was so wonderful she ran upstairs to get Clint. The ambulance was there almost immediately and we dashed for Texas Children's Hospital. I was so dazed and horrified that I could barely answer the EMT's questions, and I stood in the ER like I was a catatonic escapee from nearby Hermann Hospital's psych ward.

My son had fractured his little skull and had a large blood clot forming that had to be constantly monitored to make sure it didn't put too much pressure on his still developing brain. I think I sleep walked through the entire thing. Parents and in-laws watched Clint, poor baby, while I stayed at the hospital. It was a blur of CT scans and neurological testing but, after a week he got to come home. I had to quit my job because he could not go to daycare and be knocked around. They said he had to stay quiet for at least, 6-9 months, and then they would see.

If you've ever tried to keep a two year old boy quiet and resting for six months, you know why I've blocked those days from my memory.

The point of this story is, I wasn't doing anything wrong. I should have shoved him through the door first, ignoring my burning arms from carrying my butterball around in his yellow carrier. But I wasn't negligent, I wasn't ignoring my kids, I wasn't doing anything wrong. And yet, it still happened.

I am very angry that the Cincinatti Zoo had to destroy a beautiful animal that they shouldn't have had in the first place. From a Facebook post from a woman who was standing there when it happened, it sounds to me as if the mother got caught up in conversation and her four year old boy ran off. Should she have allowed herself to get that distracted in a very crowded zoo? I don't think so, but I'm not a Blackhawk Parent either. She was talking to someone, her child got away from her, and in the way of boys all over the world, he did something he shouldn't have done and was injured because of it.

Thank God he's still alive.

The woman has had death threats, been pilloried online and in the press. But, the fact we all have to remember, especially those of us who have raised children, and especially pre-schoolers, ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN in a split second.

Anything. Anything at all. You can take your eyes off the road to change the radio station and hit a mother and her two-year old child walking in a very busy road at 2 AM and kill the child. The knee-jerk response is to say, "WTF was she doing with a baby in the middle of a busy road in the middle of the night?!" and spew outrage. However, it doesn't take one bit out of the pain that she lost her child. She happened to be in illegal immigrant in a part of town packed chock full of them and had gotten off work and was picking her child up from the babysitter and walking back to her apartment. She almost made it.  The man who hit them? He wound up swallowing his pistol because he couldn't deal with it. The mother went back to Mexico, as she no longer had an anchor here.

A split second was all it took to wipe out two lives and change, forever, another. A, Split. Second.

A split second was all it took for my son to slip between the rails of a stairwell and fall ten feet to the concrete below. It still makes me very sick to even think about it, I get that feeling of terror all over again. I could have lost him.

A split second was all it took for that mother in Cincinnati to lose her son in a crowd and he somehow managed to get into a gorilla enclosure. And her son was injured and an innocent, beautiful animal had to be put down to save her son because her attention flickered for a split second. A. Split. Second.

A split second was all it took for a man to take his eyes off the road and run over a two year old girl and kill her. A. Split. Second.

A split second was all it took for that man to put an end to his pain for having taken his eyes off the road. A. Split. Second.

If you're determined to feel outrage, feel outrage of the millions of children who are abused, truly abused, by people who should love, cherish and protect them. Who pay them no attention, don't feed them, barely provide shelter and who hit them without a thought. Spend a split second thinking about those children.

If you want to rail against gorillas in zoos, spend a split second donating some time or money to groups who are trying to get their capture and sale to zoos and circuses outlawed all over the African Continent. Stop going to zoos and circuses. Take a split second and donate to the animal rescues who take in the animals and give them a nice life until they die. Take a split fucking second to realize that if you go to the zoo you're part of the problem.

But stop harassing the mother in Cincinnati. She's got enough on her plate, right now. She needs to be concentrating all of her energy on helping her son get through this. Because her attention was drawn away for a split second and something horrible happened. And now, she gets to spend the rest of her life reliving that moment over and over in her mind whenever she's too tired, or scared, or the next time she looks down and he's not right there.

Horrible, wretched, terrifying things happen in a split second and there is not anything any one of us can do to change that cascade of events when we're looking back. Hating a woman for something every single one of us has done, changes NOTHING.

Change happens in a split second, and yet it changes nothing. Think about that while you're feeling self-righteous.


Tuesday, May 31, 2016

We Don't Like You. We Really Don't Like You

I watched today's Trump presser only because I'd been forewarned that it would be worth my while. I adore my source just for this gem alone. I found the presser over at Mediaite who played their feed from the moment they set up, until Trump left the building. The BEST part of the whole thing was listening to the press that forgot they were standing around a hot mike, despite the six, count them SIX, checks they did on this very same mike.

You hear reporters laughing about Hillary hiring people to pretend they were vets to form picket lines in front of Trump Tower. You hear them reciting lies they tell in the paper and on the air about Conservatives. It's appalling to listen to them laugh about spreading lies, like it's a new virtue. They recorded twenty one minutes of this before Trump too the stage.

Then it began and Trump went down the list of his contributions to Veteran's Programs and you want to know what my take away from it was? Reporters don't understand what vetting is. I know, shocker. The stupid, mouth-breathing, fucks standing around, turning in circles at this press conference couldn't understand WHY Trump would want to check out the people he was giving money to as a charitable concern. Suddenly Planned Parenthood and United Way made sense to me.

And the icing on the cake was him calling an ABC reporter a sleaze. He mentioned, several times, that political reporters were dishonest weasels. I was happy, I clapped my hands, I was in raptures. I've been waiting for this since 1988 and first Bush presidency.

The media is shocked. Shocked I tell you, to find out that most of America agrees with Trump. Gasps were heard at the presser the first time he said it, then cries of outrage. How could Donald Trump, a rich person running for the highest office in the land, in the wrong party, possibly think the Fourth Estate was anything but the second coming of Jesus? How dare he?!

And, just as quickly, CNN buried that their reporter was labeled a dishonest weasel by Trump, to decrying how anyone could think they were anything but honest. Dear CNN, this is what happens when you throw a Pity Party and no one comes.  You're pathetic. Everyone knows you're pathetic and now Trump has committed the social proof of saying it on TV and now others will say, "Hey, he did it, it must be OK!" and say pretty much the same thing about you. Did you think that we wouldn't use Alinksi's tools right back at you and much more effectively? You're stupid rubes and Trump pointed out your stupidity in broad daylight in front of God and everyone.

What is laughable is that you all congregated thinking this was going to be a great big "Gotcha!" to his campaign, because that's what DNC operatives told you it was going to be after they hired the people to pose as vets. So you come in, all smug, laughing at the poser vets outside (yes, that was caught on an open mike), and how you're going to skewer Trump on the non-existent money to vet organizations (again, caught on an open mike, you idiots.) and he walked in with a list of the monies released, and one check left to go out because he was vetting the organization, and you're caught flat-footed because you were busy looking up the word vetted and got caught up in pictures of dogs getting a check up.

Now, I will let you in on the worst kept secret in America, you buffoons. Almost everyone in America hates you. It's true. You report stories you know are false (Rolling Stone UVA Rape Frat story), you make shit up to cover for your favorites or just flat out don't report on it so you think it's not out there at all (Hillary, Benghazi for example). You think that by hiding things you keep people from knowing about them because you're so fucking stupid you constantly forget about the New Media, the internet. People don't read the papers. We haven't trusted them for decades. We don't watch the MSM and you can blame Connie Chung and Dan Rather for that shit, not to mention Katei Couric with her "selectively" edited gun control idiocy.  You all lie and we know it, but no one, until Andrew Breitbart was willing to call you on it.

Also, to paraphrase Gandalf, you so fucking want to be fooled. You crave someone pulling the wool over your eyes as long as it contributes to your confirmation bias, you don't give a shit. To go completely Lora Leigh on you, you are panting for someone to bend you over the table and ram it up your tailpipe, and the lube is optional. You're so willing to lie to the public, that you believe whatever lies someone else tells you. You don't care as long as it brings you notoriety. You're like the Lily Allen song, The Fear. You will take your clothes off, and yes, it will be shameless, because everyone knows that's how you get famous. You don't care how you get there. Any type of attention is good because you're all shameless attention whores who stick yourself into the story. (Michelle Fields, please stand and take a pointless bow.)

OK, now that I've got the cultural reference paragraph finished, we can continue with excoriating the press.

You shouldn't be surprised that people hate you. People hate liars and that's all you are. I judge the press hundreds of times a day while trying to vet any one story on an MSM site. Let me tell you, it's ain't easy finding the truth. You all exist in a huge echo chamber, circle jerking while desperately hiding from the truth you lie about hourly.  You don't give a shit about anything so honorable as the public's right to know. If you did Peter Schweitzer would be given a medal and you'd stop providing cover for the Clintons. You're nothing more than court jesters, distracting the other morons around you from doing your jobs, until you're all nothing but distractions to one another and the only people reporting the truth are pilloried by you and your ilk as fringe and conspiracy theorists.

You cover up Bill Clinton's sexual assaults (We're up to about 40 so far, right? The non-consensual ones). You covered up Benghazi, Hillary's illegal email server, and completely ignored any vetting of Barry Sortero. You know the guy who calls himself Barack Obama? That guy.

The long and short of it is thus, we hate you because you lie, But, also because you suck at your jobs. The world needs ditch diggers, too, and I see no reason that so-called journalists are above that sort of manual labor.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Libertarians, Speak Up!

Well, the Primary Season is nearly over (Thank God, amiright?) and it's getting closer to convention time. The Libertarians held their convention last week in Dubuque or someplace equally forgettable and it's looking like Gary Johnson just may be their man. I like Gary. He was a great governor of New Mexico. Do I think he'll make a great president? Meh-ayyyyy-be?

See, that's the problem with Libertarians. They're complete Monets. They look great from afar, and don't make any sense once they open their yaps. I love Libertarianism, in theory. I would love to join the Libertarian party if it wasn't for... Libertarians. The Granola Party, full of nuts and flakes. Oh, and the idiot Anarchists who are just about as retarded as any Regressive out marching for the Gay Nazis.

If they could have gotten their shit together (which ain't ever gonna happen because sleeping in is a virtue to these folks, slacking comes in at a close second), they could have completely derailed this election early on and decimated both Vanilla Parties. Decimate? Utterly destroy. I don't want their numbers reduced, I want it stamped out and hung up in effigy as a lesson to other would-be twaddlers.

The thing is, there is no difference, now, between Democrats or Republicans. This would have been the year to stand up and say, "Oh, hey Libertarians are different!" but they didn't say it. They mewled it like frightened kittens behind an alley dumpster. They always do this, and then they run, crying, that no one really knows them or what they're about.

For fuck sake, people, ROAR your damned message! If it's that great of a message, SCREAM it just as loudly, if not louder than the freakin' mommas boys at Mizzou. Nope, the Libertarians posted brave things on Twitter and Facebook, then went back to their meek, non-aggressive lives, complaining about how if people just looked at Libertarianism, they'd convert. You idiots are the worst evangelists for your message, ever.

I'm not talking militant. Jesus, you lazy fucks can barely get to class or work on time. And, let me add this, in bold, YOU DO A DISSERVICE TO EVERY SINGLE OTHER LIBERTARIAN OUT THERE WORKING HARD TO GET LIBERTARIAN POLICIES PASSED IN EVERY STATE IN OUR UNION. People like Mary Elizabeth Climer Chastain who writes for several online publications. Or, what about Michelle Ray, who has been fighting the good Libertarian fight for years, online and offline. Libertarians are not all Jesse Ventura nut cases. Most are hard working folks who just want to be left the fuck alone to live their lives in peace and happiness.  They want government to fit back inside the box it came in.

If the Libertarian Party would be willing to cull the fringe pot-smoking, anarchists from the herd, then perhaps people might take them seriously. But you cannot have a serious candidate like Austin Peterson up on stage with a conspiracy theorists who pulls prison data out of his ass for drug crimes and nothing else. You need to define who you are and who you are not.

If I had a dime for every person I've talked to in the past year who told me they wanted to go Libertarian if not for the granola factor, well, let's just say Bernie would be after my ass to steal it all. People in this country want an alternative to the Regressive Left and RINOs, and the Libertarian Party did not give much of an effort to win them over. You have to be every bit as willing to go out there and shout your superior message as the idiots in the two conventional parties. But, you're not. You have a few who might state, in a very firm tone of voice, how great the Libertarian Party is, but no one is out there singing your virtues. But you've got every swinging dick in either party speaking eloquently and loudly about your vices. They drown out the whispers of the brave folks who do speak out for you. You are letting THEM define YOU. Go out there and define your self.

Libertarians are seen as weak, even by the pantywaists in the Left contingent of manginas. They're seen as loons by the people who think they are Conservative but are actually just mealy mouthed, scared old white men, pissing themselves when a camera is swung their way. You MUST, and I mean this sincerely, you MUST stand up and be willing to shout down your detractors using logic and reason, not the "feels" method of what is now passing for debate. You must make your message clear, concise, and so logical that it cannot be refuted, even by the idiot feels crowd.

I love the Libertarian Party and I have since I was in high school, back in the Stone Age, however, I've been forced to vote GOP because they could win elections, because they had a platform they could not be shoved off of. It's time, they can now be shoved into obscurity as they did the Whig Party back in the 1850s over abolition. They didn't win their first bid, but then they got Abe Lincoln into office and he won the fight for abolition. Ten years. It took ten years to start the party and get it elected into national office, and the highest office.

They made sure they were heard. People wanted abolition so they listened. People, today, want freedom, and the Libertarians are the best people to voice that message. Now speak the fuck up!

Monday, May 09, 2016

A Letter To My Readers

I have changed the name on my blog because, I will be using the Sev blog for my books, exclusively. And, more than likely, will stop using Blogspot entirely for my literary blogging. Most people came here for my political stuff at any rate, so it's not a huge upheaval.

It's kind of tough to do during a Presidential Election cycle, but it's become necessary to keep my political stuff separate from my writing stuff. I'll still be posting here, about as often as ever, especially with everything going on in the electoral world. Sorry, I took a moment to wonder as I just spelled out expecially for some weird reason. I stand in awe of my ability to make grand typos.

I am, right now, just watching the farce, and frankly, finding pure comedy gold in the hypocrisy exhibited by all involved. I had something come up so I cannot attend the State GOP Convention as I'd planned, but it really doesn't matter now anyway. Texas' guy pulled out like a teen-aged boy on Prom night. So all we do now it wait for the National Convention to see who Trump picks as running mate. I'll admit, as I go over his most likely choices, I rub my hands together with glee in between polishing up the scope on my .270.

I won't go into the possibilities because it's all just mental masturbation at this point, but I can tell you this much, who he picks determines whether or not I vote GOP or whether I go Libertarian, and Gary Johnson's looking better with each passing day. If that party could just get rid of the nuts and flakes, it would be a serious political contender.

This nation cannot handle four more years of regressive policies. We must not let them get the House or the Senate, much less the presidency. The thing that gets me is that regressives cannot look beyond the right now to see how harmful their policies are down the line. Generational Welfare is a scandal. The fact that we warehouse these people in Projects and Section 8 housing is a sin that would send most people to hell, which is paved with their good intentions. I want to bitch slap the lot of them for being so unforgivably stupid.

Hillary needs to go down faster than a hooker during Fleet Week on Nickel Night. She's shown herself to be completely untrustworthy and the fact that they refuse to admit what is yelling at them in the face in between the cackles of a aged crone, is the most telling. They refuse to see the harm they have done to the entire country.

Doubt me? Did we have safe spaces for college kids when Barry took office? Could we afford health care and health insurance, which are two totally different things, when Barry took office? Race relations were better when that Post-Racial retard took office. They have made everything, across the board, WORSE THAN BEFORE.

Why? Because regressives realized, during the Bush years and wars, that nobody gave a flying fuck on a rolling donut about them or their politics, so once again, they start with the racial divide that simply no longer existed. They have had to gin up this outrage so their life can have meaning.

My life has meaning you retarded fucks. I don't need your damned fear at aging to make me take notice. So stop it. Just stop it now.