Sev's View

On Abortion

2012-01-23T18:58:00.000-06:00

It is often said that when Progressive Liberals look at human beings they see something to be exploited, and something they will have to support to stay in power. That is how they see people and it is evident in how they depict their polar opposite, the Conservatives. When Conservatives see people they see people and they see one thing more, they see potential. They see what can be if that person is allowed to freedom to become what they want to be.

Within the Objectivist confines of my personal philosophy I disagree with many Objectivists over the subject of abortion. Not whether or not it should be legal, none of us believe that is the purview of government, but rather should remain with the individuals involved. I disagree with abortion as a form of birth control, because I really do believe in personal responsibility. I also know that, despite what the abortion hawkers scream, murdering a human being leaves a stain on your soul that you cannot wash or absolve away.

The thing is, the abortion issue has gotten completely out of hand in this nation where we wish to live without the responsibility of thought or live with the consequences of our actions. Most abortions performed in this country are due to birth control "failure" with many frequent fliers out there. If they know you by sight down at Planned Parenthood, perhaps you should reconsider your dating habits and/or some sort of long term birth control that is not dependent on your being sober.

The other argument for abortion is for cases of rape or incest. Honestly, I don't think anyone should expect women to carry the babies when they were forced into something. It only continues the victimization when they are forced, yet again, into something they didn't ask for and don't want to do. Let them decide what they feel is best for them. So, yes. I do believe that in the instance of rape or incest, let the victim decide. Let them empower themselves again so they can stop being victims.

Then comes the thing they think will get Conservatives, what if the child will be born "not perfect"? Seriously? Not perfect? Objectivists tend to see anyone who is not fantastically talented and brilliant as a drain on the productive, and therefore believe that a child with say, Down's Syndrome, should be destroyed in utero. I'll be sure to tell the kid down at the IGA who has been bagging my groceries for 13 years about that. He bags groceries, earns his own money and tries to be as independent as possible. I've watched this kid grow up and he IS productive. His parents have done so well in making sure that he is living a life and not just sat in front of a TV while they grouse about having to take care of an "imperfect" child. I'll be sure to let Sarah Palin know, as well.

When confronted with testing that can tell us so much about our children before they are even born, the Liberals immediately talk about how we can now weed out the imperfect. It's eugenics ingeniously disguised as caring. I guess asking the parents who raise these children is a useless exercise. In this light, let me relate a story. It is personal and experienced by me, so I know it to be true and not just something I heard at a cocktail party.

When my oldest daughter was born a month early, and very ill, she was taken to the NICU at St Joseph's Hospital in downtown Houston. I followed her the next day from the hospital where I had given birth to her in Nassau Bay. During the time she was in there I noticed one baby in an incubator that had no one visit him in days. You get to know the other parents, you talk about your babies and try to find out what, exactly is going on. Several other parents and I noticed that this baby had no one ever come in to hold it, even just touch it's little body and speak to it. The nurses were caring but kept their clinical distance, as they are taught to do. Finally, my curiosity got the better of me when I came in one morning and noticed the baby was in the window sill, as if the nurses thought he was a flower, needing the sun. I should add at this point that this child had none of the tubes and wires all of the babies were covered with in the NICU. He looked to be a regular size.

I asked the Nurse Practitioner who was overseeing my daughter's care why the baby was in the window. She told me the baby had developed a little jaundice and the sun would help it. My daughter was in the UV box for the same thing at the time. I asked why they didn't put him in the same kind of box. She said they were not allowed to and walked away. Later that morning, one of the dads met me out in the hall when we were pushed out due to a baby coding, and explained that the doctors were not allowed to do anything that would save the baby, because he'd been born with Down's Syndrome and the parents had abandoned the baby and would give no permission to treat it. The hospital was going through the lengthy legal process of getting permission to treat the baby.

Let me explain this thoroughly. The parents, when confronted with a baby who was not what they were expecting fully expected the doctors to "take care" of their problem, and just refused to deal with it. They were trying to perform an abortion after the fact. We look upon this in horror, but, had they known that the baby was imperfect in utero, despite the age of the pregnancy, I have no doubt whatsoever they would have killed that child. People like this are far more common that the Sarah Palins of the world. These are people who do not see that child as a wonder and a chance to experience life through a very different prism. All they see is a millstone around their neck. For these people I firmly believe that they should not only not be allowed to have that child, they should never, ever have children or even be allowed around them. They are poison. They are evil and they don't even realize it.

So, yes, again, I believe in the case of a child who will be born with something the parents cannot cope with, abortion should be encouraged along with permanent sterilization. In that case, you can never be disappointed in the ungrateful wretches that we raise in our society.

Abortion is an emotional issue for most people. To me it's a question of logic. Is it logical for me to be able to tell someone else how to live their life? No. So don't ask me if I think it's alright. I won't give you the answer you are seeking. If you have to ask, you already know the answer and my response is almost guaranteed to make you hate yourself and me more than you already do.

I prefer to see all human beings as potential, in spite of whatever flaws they were born with. However, if you do chose to bring a life into the world, that you know will become a drain on you, don't ask me to support your decision monetarily. Don't make your decision somebody's duty and burden.

To coin a phrase, don't breed what you can't feed.

Swing Vote

2012-01-18T06:34:00.000-06:00

I read an article today that says that Catholics are "swinging" to Mitt Romney. The author of the piece says that Caholics are the ultimate swing voters. I would like to point out right here, I don't understand how a Catholic could ever vote for any Progressive politician or policy. But I see it election after election. I would also like to point out that politics and religion should not even exist on the same planet. Religion builds your belief and faith daily. Politics rips it to shreds with each lie they tell, and you can always tell when a politician is lying, right?

So why are Catholics the ultimate wafflers? Because we are enured from birth to altruism and self-doubt. We are told one thing, shown another. Perhaps this does explain why Catholics flock to the fringe and freaks. We're told that altruism is the ultimate goal, and they turn right around and tell us that suicide is a mortal sin. MAKE UP YOUR MIND! We're out brothers keeper, but God helps them who help themselves. And the Church wonders why people left in droves after Vatican II and never came back.

The dichotomy is what is killing the Church, not the message. God is about Love, there is no love in politics, only what is immediately expedient. Catholics do not need their religious leaders telling them that abortion is murder and murder is a sin, then urge them to vote for people who think killing the unborn is okey-dokey. We are told that we are supposed to help the downtrodden, the useless malingerers who will never, ever work for themselves. Progressive Liberals love that message because they are all about handouts for votes while you're kept, tranquilized, in your pits of despair.

Because we are mostly rational human beings, that dichotomy dissonates throughout our consciousness and we become confused. No wonder no one is really sure where Catholics stand. Catholics don't know where they stand. We know we're supposed to stand somewhere, but our belief system has set us up to be mired in the quicksand of uncertainty due to the mixed messages we receive our entire lives.

But, just like in the ED commercials on TV everywhere, there is hope. Stop letting religious leaders suggest who you vote for. Find out for yourself what the weasels say they believe, read up, educate yourself on the issues that are important to you and then vote. Don't pull a lever because someone in a cassock tells you what's best for you? How the hell would they know? YOU know what is best for you, not some guy who shakes your hand after mass but doesn't even know your name.

So, my message is this, swing the way your feel best swinging. Swing the way your beliefs take you. And this November, swing for the fences.

What Is Your Purpose?

2012-01-15T09:24:00.000-06:00

In the book Atlas Shrugged the character of Francisco d'Anconia is described as an industrious, curious child. Dagny Taggart's mother remarks that Francisco's family crest should read "What for?" because it is the first question he asks when anything is put before him.

To what purpose? What For? Why?

These are the most important questions we must ask ourselves before throwing our lot in with anyone or anything or accepting any task. It's obviously a question no one in the OWS crowd has ever asked or ever been encouraged to ponder. Just do as your told, Useful Idiot. And they blithely trip through life doing just that, being just that.

I remember, back when going to college was because you wanted to learn something so that you could make a living from the knowledge. Today, college is all about paying a lot of money to sit about for years and years and be indoctrinated. You're not encouraged to think, to question, to really think outside the box is discouraged mightily. You are merely to repeat back the party line and you are rewarded with grades and eventually a degree in Women's Studies with an Emphasis on Racial Hatred at PCU. Congratulations. I would like fries with that.

Back in my father's day, with all the GIs coming back from Europe and the Pacific, men who had fought and bled thought that education would make sure nothing like they had suffered would happen again, and thus they pushed their children towards college because knowledge was power and power was peace (Motto of the Cold War, if it had one). What ended up happening was the Libs got control of the universities, Viet Nam and hippies flourished and Bob's your uncle, a cottage industry of useless education was born. Doubt me? Read David Mamet's The Secret Knowledge. I already knew the subject matter, but even some of the pieces he put together in the puzzle amazed me.

We are in the home stretch of the Class of 2012. Most seniors are making the final decision on where they will go to college and getting all of the scholarship and grants and loans in order. At age 18, who the hell knows what they want to be when they grow up? It's why I've always encouraged the first two years be wrung out in a Community College setting with just the rudiments of education being doled out. English, History, Maths. Anything else should be handled when, hopefully by 2 years in, the kids have a known direction. It's cheaper, it's faster, actually, and the kids get a better education by caring professionals and are not warehouse in lecture halls 300 deep. But, most who take this route, have a decided direction they are headed in. Community colleges also have the advantage of non-tenured instructors and no campus crap as the Universities and Colleges do.

I do know of whence I speak. My oldest son, who would do great things with more education, chose not to go to school once he was out of the Marines. He can go anytime he wants, however, he is trying to work, have a life and be who he wants to be. None of us push him, because we know he does not react well to nagging or pushing. If he went to college before he was ready he would flounder and have no purpose once there. He would quit and end up in the kind of jobs he's working anyway. He may not go to college in his 20s, but I have faith that he will at some point and get the degree in history I think he knows he wants. However, he's not ready now. But, at least he knows he's not ready.

So why do we ask 18 year old children, who are barely able to keep a car on the road to make decisions concerning the rest of their entire lives when they have no concept of that idea at this point in their development. I now understand why 21 was the majority until the hippies and liberals in the 60s. They knew they could grab those unformed pieces of clay and mold them in the images they needed. It didn't matter that this did nothing to improve that person's chance of making a living, but they had to grab and enslave their minds early on. They soon saw that college was too late for some, so they got into the high schools, then the middle school and now they are in pre-schools everywhere teaching "My Two Dads" to four year olds.

To what purpose?

So that they learn to never question, to just accept, to enure them to the horrors of Progressive Liberalism. A somnolent public is just what they wish as Big Government becomes the Big Brother Orwell wrote about that they insisted on misunderstanding. Quite metaphorically, garbage in, garbage out. They demand we hand over our children to them for 13 years in public schooling, then pay for the privilege of their indoctrination for at least four more years in college.

I remember back, years ago, when I still read comic books, and there was a huge story arc in the X-Men. One of the characters had stolen the brains of all of the psychics and forced them to make humans do what he demanded and put mutants to sleep if they got too close. The picture of all of these brains in a room with the thought bubble, "Sleep. Sleep. Sleep." has always stayed with me. That one panel of one comic book stood as the symbol of Progressive Liberalism to me. I'm sure the artist who depicted that scene would be horrified if he knew that. It's OK. His subconscious chose that image of his mother ship of European Liberalism. I understand that. But does he?

So as we sit back and watch these kids flounder (the freshman year drop out rate at any major university is mind-boggling) and try to figure out what they want to do with the rest of their lives, the Liberals get those final hooks into them in Freshman Orientation and force them into Women's Hate Studies. They then choose the courses that fit their lazy, sleep late everyday lifestyle and get the degree that they deserve at that point in their lives.

Then they come back home, and wait tables or play video games in their rooms forever because no one has any use for someone with a degree in Early Elizabethan Literature with an emphasis on Italian Sonnets.

To what purpose? The world needs ditch diggers, too.

Fruit Of The Poisonous Tree

2012-01-14T10:49:00.000-06:00

There is a legal concept called Fruit of the Poisonous Tree. It means that any evidence found in an illegal search and seizure is the Poisonous Tree. Any evidence gleaned from the illegally obtained evidence is the fruit and thus the Fruit of the Poisonous Tree.

I would be like this, say the police in your little town decide to do a knockless raid on a drug dealers house, but instead, because of a clerical error, they knock down your door and find your kid's bag of pot in his nightstand. Now, because they illegally entered your home, and they seized that pot in an illegal search, looking for drug running info, they cannot touch your son or you.

But it's not just a legal concept. It's a loophole and one used daily by criminal defense attorneys all over America. It's one we understand innately. You pulled me over for speeding, but I wasn't. If I allow you to search my car and you find, I don't know... a bloody knife, you'd better pray to God that you locked my speed in before you pursued me because if not, you were rousting me and that, my dear Police Officer, is illegal search and seizure.

What is my point? Last week Barry made some "recess appointments" when Congress was not officially recessed. AG Eric Holder came out with a finding that he was within his rights to do that. Not one politician hoping to be re-elected agreed. Let me tell you why I don't agree. Because anything Eric Holder and his Department of Justice do is fruit of one very big poisonous tree. I no longer recognize their ability to know what is and isn't legal and within the bounds of our Constitution.

First, we have the Black Panther Voting Rights scandal, exposed by J Christian Adams over at PJTV. He was an attorney in the Voter Fraud Division and blasted the DoJ for its blatant racial bigotry over voting rights. If you are black you have rights. If you are not, don't bother showing up or you will be threatened with a beating by a Black Panther with a night stick. They sold into old racial stereotypes themselves, which tells me it's now perfectly alright to do so. Not only did Mr. Adams blow the whistle on the DoJ, his boss did so as well. The Democrats did everything in their power to smear both men and whitewash (HA don't you just love irony?) the entire story.

Then we have the DoJ and the ATF running guns in Mexico. It got a Border Agent killed. And, they did it so they could enact stronger gun control laws on our populace. Holder lied in front of a Senate committee about what he knew and when he knew it. I pointed out at the time, this makes him a liar or incompetent, in which case he should be disbarred. Being a big fat liar is a per-requisite for being a lawyer and/or Progressive Liberal.

Just those two things, and there are all sorts of hinky things going on at the DoJ and you have a part of our government that is so far out of touch with what is right, Constitutional and Legal as to be in another universe altogether. Therefore, I do not recognize their right to determine whether or not what Obama did was Constitutional or just. Therefore, I will not put my faith or trust within that governmental agency to ever do the right thing as long as the current people running it are in office. I believe the entire agency should be purged, start all over with fresh faces. Kids who aren't aware that there is a party line they're expected to toe.

So Eric Holder, I hope you choke on your poisonous fruit. We'll bury you under the poisonous tree you planted all by yourself.

Solyndra Bonuses

2012-01-14T09:56:00.000-06:00

Talk about unbelievable. They Solyndra folks have gone to the Federal Court to pay bonuses to the people who ran our tax dollars into the ground. Listen here, you rapacious, greedy f$cks, you've already been paid and you did NOTHING. Well, now you will stay and clean up your mess until you've paid off your debt to the taxpayers of this country. No bonus, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars.

We have talking morons on TV saying that the Solyndra execs, who were already in the hole when Van Jones decided that needed half a billion dollars of our tax dollars to keep them afloat, despite everyone on the face of the planet telling them not to do it, deserve their bonuses so they can be retained. To do what? The company has already swirled it's way down to the sewer, the death throes are over. Basically, these guys want more money for failing. You only get a bonus when you succeed, retard. Look up the definitions of those words and let me know when the little light in the darkened corners of your moronic existence clicks on that dim illumination. More money?

I think my favorite line this morning was "Well, we did it for AIG..." Yeah, so this is my argument. Two guys rob a store. The first guy doesn't get caught and gets to keep his ill gotten gains. The second guy gets caught and has to go to trial. His lawyers argument is "Well, the first guy didn't get caught or go to jail, so my client should go free, just like him." How would that go over in our criminal courts? It's the same logic. EXACTLY.

There is no such thing as too big to fail. No such thing as mediocrity being better than success. There is no second damned place. You win or you lose. FULL STOP. If you're not the winner than you are the.... LOSER. Solyndra lost. AIG lost. Countrywide LOST. What do all of these companies have in common? Crony capitalism that depended on political favors rather than doing business honestly and competitively. They could not compete, did not want to work hard and succeed on their own merits, so they thought making us do things we would not otherwise do, would get them the money they did not want to work to earn. It's kind of like Obama being resentful upon gaining the presidency and only then realizing he'd actually have to work to keep the job.

Hey, does this mean I can go back to former bosses and demand bonuses? I didn't earn them, but I want them. Someone get me a lawyer!

Unbelievable Things That People Believe

2012-01-14T08:52:00.000-06:00

I never cease being dumbfounded by the unbelievable things people believe. - Leo Rosten

If I had a motto, this would be it. Our family motto is "Audeo!". For those of you unversed in Latin, it does not mean sound, it means "I dare!". It bespeaks of people who dared to dream big and make their lives better by doing what they thought would achieve that goal. I come from Pioneer stock. Both sides of my family came across the country during the Gold Rush and Western Expansion. You could say, the Selzers, new to this country, having landed in Philadelphia in 1840, and the Dalys, Irish immigrants who came over God knows when, were poster children for Manifest Destiny.

Now, pull up a chair children. We settled in Idaho, Oregon and California. Some founded cities, some just grabbed their land and started farming. I know we have to have succeeded because our history has been handed down through each generation. The emphasis always being that our forebears sacrificed much to achieve some level of success in the New World. We should not squander that gift they gave to us. I always accepted that meant that I needed to achieve more than the generation before me, which was kind of easy considering my mother and her sister are nothing more than vultures waiting for their father to die so they can grab money they didn't earn. I'm pretty sure I could have been a serial killer and fulfilled that directive.

Many people believe that my family and others just like them are imperialistic slavers who killed the Native population and forced them from their lands. Unbelievable. My family didn't come over until the mid-1800's, abhorred slavery of any kind and to the best knowledge of our family history, didn't make a living selling Indian Scalps. Granted, there could have been a vast, right-wing cover up, but considering that news like that got around in the small population of the Pacific Northwest, I doubt it. We made our living mining, farming, ranching and we succeeded. How do I know this? Because I'm around and have heard the oral histories passed down.

Progressive Liberals would come out weeping and wailing about how my family, both sides raped the land and killed the Native populace. They would try to make me feel guilty, despite the fact that I, personally did not do any of the things my family did. Their bravery and heroism is their achievement. I'll have to make my own. They honestly would believe that I was personally responsible for the Trail of Tears (although none of my ancestors settled in the Mid-Atlantic States now even saw a Cherokee in their lives) and the famine in Africa. Yes, I am personally responsible for all of that. Also, they believe, because I now live in Texas, that my family were slave owning, Mexican hating brash individualists who never gave the little guy a chance.

You don't believe in Santa Claus, too? Unbelievable.

This is why I don't believe in reparations to ANYONE. You find that unbelievable? Let me show you why it's eminently believable, in point of fact.

As far as slavery goes, let me explain something right here, IT DID NOT START IN AMERICA. I know, unbelievable as that may seem, people have ALWAYS enslaved other people as a cheap source of labor. Clutch your pearls now sweetie, because I'm going to lay another hard, indisputable fact on you, Western Africans sold captured Africans to white slavers. We didn't go in and hunt them down, drag them out of their stone age lives, their own did that to them.

Vikings, in other words, Scandinavians were the biggest slavers of white people in the whole entire history of this planet. They enslaved people in pillaged towns and sold them in the Markets of Europe, Africa and Asia. Most of England, Scotland and Ireland was peopled, in the Dark Ages by slaves from Middle Europe, brought there by Vikings to settle lands there. Cheap labor. Coming from British Isles and Middle-European stock, does this mean I should go hold a gun to the heads of Norway, Sweden and Denmark, demanding money for suffering I never experienced? Unbelievable that anyone thinks this sort of thing much less speaks it and writes it down. I'm going to chalk it up to another lazy assed Baby Boomer scheme to get money they haven't earned.

Should I be forced to pay reparations to people who never suffered slavery, whose parents, grandparents and great-grandparents never suffered slavery? F$ck no! That is truly unbelievable. What lies at the center of that thought process is whining and demanding more money for doing nothing, which is the trick of a lazy, no-good piece of shiftless shit. Hey, go ahead if you want, but it says more about you than I think you wish known to the public at large.

Of course, belief in UFOs, Bigfoot, ghosts, and Astral Projection is a given unbelievable! It's the stunning stuff, like people who believe in redistribution of wealth, Marxism, free lunches and big government that still shock me. Despite decades of seeing all of those things time and again, they keep thinking that they will get it right if just given one more chance. Isn't that the definition of insanity?

Unbelievable.

Firing People

2012-01-12T18:56:00.000-06:00

A couple of days ago a big hue and cry went up amongst the morons in our country when Mitt Romney was filmed saying that he likes firing people... people who provide services for him... People who, perhaps, are not doing their jobs well enough to satisfy him.

Motherf$cker!

I love firing people who are not preforming a service or selling a good that I can trust. I love the hell out of it. It gives me personal satisfaction to tell them why. You are not doing what I paid you to do, I am unsatisfied with the service or good you promised to provide, so I am going to your competitor and getting it from them. There are only two logical reasons you could not do the job that you promised, you're too stupid to do it correctly or you are too lazy to do it correctly. When you whittle away all of the blather, those are the only two logical reasons why most things cannot be done. Either reason is enough to make me go elsewhere.

Think about this for a moment. If you go to a restaurant, and you spend your evening there being ignored by your waitress, given food that is cold or just awful, how likely are you to leave a tip or ever go back? I can tell you from my experience, the answer is, no top and I don't go back ever. I don't care what my friends say or think. Especially if you complain about service and food and the manager just yawns in your face. Are you going to go back? In one instance I refused to pay the bill. There was no way I was going to pay exorbitant prices for lousy service and food. And, I've made a point, over the years to tell any friends mentioning the place my experiences there. I've heard it's changed management several times in the 3 years it's been here in town. I fired them. Halfway through a meal and never ever thought to "hire" them back.

If you had something done on your house, and the guy slacked off, kept asking for more money and never did anything in your house, you'd fire him, right? So why don't we fire Congress? They're doing the same damned thing!

Then those useful idiots Newt Gingrich and Rick Perry came out slamming Romney on his speech and his association with Bates, ad nauseum. Of course, Newt was out doubling down on his idiocy today. If you have an R behind your name and you are slamming the only true capitalist left running, get the hell off my planet now. Newt was cornered by a reporter at an event yesterday morning, after his attack on Romney and was asked why he was so determinedly against capitalism as practiced by Romney? Mitt said that he had not thought about it from angle? Really? The smartest guy in the room hadn't thought about it that way? Shut the front door.

Now, let's get to the real reason the GOP is taking a silent step back from the TEA Party. The GOP lives in paralyzing fear that Conservative America will wake up and realize the GOP has been licking the boots of Progressives since Watergate. They have spent nearly 40 years kowtowing and scraping for the Liberals because they don't want to, even NOW, be associated with anything as conservative and Nixon. Because if you don't bow and scrape you are mean and hate babies in Africa!

GOP, my message is this, grow a pair and stop your whining or I will hunt each one of you down and slap you in front of your children. A line from Shakespeare's Henry V comes to mind with Exeter brings word to the King of France that Henry of England is now in France. He tells the king to give up the crown and go away, and then he turns to the Crown Prince, the Dauphin, and speaks to him:

DAUPHIN
For the Dauphin,
I stand here for him: what to him from England?
EXETER

Scorn and defiance; slight regard, contempt,
And any thing that may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
Thus says my king; an' if your father's highness
Do not, in grant of all demands at large,
Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty,
He'll call you to so hot an answer of it,
That caves and womby vaultages of France
Shall chide your trespass and return your mock
In second accent of his ordnance.

It is exactly what I would like to give the GOP, scorn, defiance, slight regard and contempt. Open contempt, for they have become what they beheld. They are enured and just like the people inside the Matrix, willing to fight to stay in their comfort zone.

Not only that, in saying what they did about Romney and his selectively edited speech, they became shills for the Democratic Party. Stephen Green, the Vodka Pundit called them unpaid Stooges. Saul Alinsky called them Useful Idiots.

Fire them all, my friends. Go to your polls this year and make the start in Primary season. Vote every damned incumbent out of off. Start over with a new slate who will work their asses off to get a Constitutional Amendment for term limits. Two terms for Reps, one term for Senate. And by God we will begin building this country back on the foundation the Founding Fathers laid down for us with blood and brains. Start from the city you live in and work up. Vote and be smart about it. Learn the issues. And trust me, I will personally slap the next person who tells me that it doesn't effect them. Yeah, really? So how many weeks have you been unemployed now?

In a way the Libs are right, everything is political, because they breathed life into that meme. They have made it so. Don't fight it. Play by their rules and beat them to death with it. Play the game so much better than they do, play smart. But be better than they are and play to WIN! Newt and Rick Perry are no longer playing to win. And the moment they decided to attack Romney rather than defend capitalism, they became nothing more than Alinsky's Useful Idiots.

Vote the F$ckers Out

2012-01-06T18:47:00.000-06:00

I've been listening to the wailing and gnashing of teeth all damned day.

Oh my GAWD! Obama is killing the Constitution!" _ Rush Limbaugh
"Holy crap! Obama is wiping his ass with the Constitution!" - Some radio call in guy
"It's shake and bake, and I helped!" - Nancy Legosi

Shut the hell up and do it now. All of your hand wringing, wailing and crying will NOT change one damned thing. STFU and go vote in November and vote out every single incumbent out there. Throw the bums out, finally and forever. Then make sure they get the Term Limits memo, vote it in and do their time and go home.

The reason the political class has gotten fat off the sweat of our brow is because we've let them. You run on the "experienced" politician cry? Expect to lose around me, Bub.

To quote the bard, Trent Reznor:

Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

The hand that feeds you should be your own. You are the author of your own fate, captain of your own ship. Pick whatever Hallmark Greeting gets you through the night, just get off your ass and vote. And keep voting until we get it right. The Forefathers never foresaw anyone WANTING to be in government service their entire adult lives. Take that however you like Nancy Legosi and Dingy Harry, you rat bastards.

You how these mofos stay in office? WE elect them and don't bother to change our minds at the polls. Vote in the primaries, make damned sure they don't make it any further. 2012 should be the shot heard round this country. It should be known as the Twisted Sister election. We're not going to take it anymore. If you think anyone is waiting to hand you something you haven't earned, you are obviously listening to a politician running for office.

To quote Westley, the Farm Boy:

Life is pain, Princess. Anyone telling you any different is selling something.

Don't give the bastards the satisfaction. And don't vote straight party. At least try to know the candidates, even if they aren't the party you with which you think you are aligned. I am going to vote in the Texas Primaries for the first time EVAR. I am fully willing to have my Voter's Registration stamped. And what's more, I will attend the precinct party immediately following the closure of the polls in my state. I want to be part of the Party convention and the only way is to attend the party meeting and put in my two cents worth. I want to be part of the process that changes our country back what our Founding Fathers fought and died to make for us.

By Grapthor's Hammer, we will be avenged.

Education

2012-01-01T10:51:00.000-06:00

In reading about some school voucher program in Indiana having record breaking numbers of people clamoring for them caught my mind. In a state where a majority of the school going children are white, black, poor parents are trying to get vouchers to send their children to private schools. I don't think that anything I've read recently gave me as much hope as that little blurb on some news aggregation site. It tells me that these parents realize that they ONLY way their children will get off the Ballot Cattle Plantation is education. And when I say education, I mean EDUCATION, not indoctrination.

As Clarence Thomas, Larry Elder, Alan Keyes, Herman Cain and numerous others have shown us, once people on the plantation become aware there is a way out, they will grab it and never look back. They know that only hard work mentally and physically can get you ahead and that no one gives you anything without expecting something in return. They see the harm of Affirmative Action and the like of the Social Engineering attempts of the Liberals in the past 50 years.

This is why the Left and Teachers unions are desperate to keep the poor in their warehouses with crap schools that only indoctrinate them that they are owed something they haven't earned and don't deserve. And, just like The Mob, if you try to get out they will drag you back to the plantation, kicking and screaming to be their ballot slaves for the rest of your miserable existence. On drugs? They have rehab programs to make sure you never fully get off of them, by telling you that's it's not your fault. Squirting out kids faster than Octomom? It's not your fault you can't keep your knees together and it's your reproductive right to breed what you can't feed, because you always had the choice to get an abortion and less in welfare. Criminal? It's not your fault. You're a criminal because wealthy corporations have nothing better to do than personally hold you down, because if you got a job and made a decent living, you would see you could get off the plantation and never vote for them or their policies again. Bad, hurtful, evil corporations have endless resources to personally destroy your life. Just to make a political point, of course.

The Underground Railroad is not a network of people hiding slaves and pushing them towards freedom. It's the ideas of rational minds telling people that the ONLY thing holding them down is themselves by accepting the Liberal stance that they are "less than" and aren't smart enough or good enough or deserving enough to work their way out of poverty and ignorance. It is why they strike out so viscerally against any of their "protected" classes like blacks, Hispanics and gays who go off the Plantation and tell their contemporaries that they do NOT need Liberal patronage to succeed. It is why they tried to ruin Clarence Thomas, Herman Cain, Alan Keyes and many others who refused to wear the shackles of intellectual slavery.

My challenge to my readers in 2012 is to educate yourselves. Don't just take what you read in the newspaper, see online or hear on TV as correct. Challenge yourself to find out things that interest you and get all of the information you can. Don't depend on any one news source. Don't believe anything on television. I certainly don't. I check things out elsewhere, double check and refuse to take anything on MSNBC seriously.

Call people on stories you know to be untrue. Seriously, call BS right then and there, challenge them on it, but be armed with facts and not feelings. Argue intelligently. This means reading, digging and sometimes sifting through all the garbage to get to the kernel of truth or finding there isn't even that much.

Learn who your candidates are and what they stand for or say that they stand for when confronted with constituents and cameras. Vote smart, don't EVAR vote straight party ticket. That's lazy and shows you don't even care enough to read up on the issues and candidates.

Yeah, it's a little more work, but it becomes easier to recognize the chaff while sifting the wheat. You will be smarter and able to see things as they truly are, not the reality politicians want us to see.

Political Realities

2012-01-01T09:36:00.000-06:00

While listening to the news, as I am wont to do of Sunday Morning, I listened to John Bolton speak to Iran's claim to have created nuclear fuel rods. I was amazed at his knowledge of the geography, physics, and politics. I exclaimed to my husband, "He gets it. Rare for a politician." We then began talking about the region and nuclear fuel rods and I finally realized something that I'd always pushed back in my consciousness because, to me at least, it is incomprehensible.

The Left politicizes everything. And I do mean everything. The would politicize their mother's death if they could, and if memory serves, some may have done. And yet, they do not see Political Reality. We hear those two words come out of the mouths of career politicians and yet they don't get it. I told my husband it's like being gut shot and denying you are bleeding out. He said it was more like being the Black Knight in Monty Python's The Holy Grail. Their ability to deny the reality staring them right in the face is exactly like the Black Knight denying he's obviously injured.

They are much like kindergartners wanting everyone on the playground to like them and play with them. They are quite willing to do anything to try to make someone like them, ignoring the harm they are doing to the people who actually do like them. They curry favor as if their lives depend on it. In some ways, I guess it does. Their entire identity is based upon friends and people they can use expediently to achieve their goals.

Think about it for a moment. Since the 60s they have warehouse their ballot cattle in The Projects, those pits of despair that breed nothing but dependency and less than mediocre effort on anything. But every election year you will see politicians out at these places, promising anything and everything to get votes, then these places and the people trapped within them are forgotten until they are needed to keep the politicos in power again. LBJ said, when signing Welfare and Medicare into law, "This will keep the N*****s voting Democrat for the next 100 years!"

Yes, they are valued.

But then, ask yourself, how many baby mommas and the few young men within the projects not in jail or on drugs, actually vote? How many? I believe that if you went to any of the myriad Warehouses for Ballot Cattle during any given election and asked people if they voted, and that question only, you would find, hardly any had. They are taken care of, fed and housed by the politicians they have no interest in. Just keep shoving money at them in whatever form, and they will continue not voting. Why? Because they know what they are and they know that they have to do exactly nothing to keep getting free housing, food stamps and medical care.

If you do not believe me, look at Great Britain since they signed National Health Care into law. Look at the uneducated cud chewing cows sucking off the government teat and their complete disinterest in doing anything at all while they are given everything. They now have 3 generations of people told that they are entitled to the fruits of the labors of others while doing absolutely nothing for themselves except being born. Watch as they riot when told they might actually have to pay for a higher education.

The political reality is this, those people they have cultivated, and husbanded for their votes, care nothing at all for them and would most likely shank them in the back for enough money to buy a dime bag or tennis shoes. Do they admit this even to themselves? No, they sit back with Nancy Legosi and try to convince their Idiocracy how much they are doing for them and actually convince themselves that they are telling the truth, despite each and every single bit of evidence pointing to the contrary. It's delusion of the highest order.

And that is why I will spend 2012 trying to make Liberalism a Mental Disease and Defect. Because I care about them and want the medical intervention they so desperately need. Our budget for straight jackets will go through the roof. An acceptable sacrifice, since the money will just have to come from cutting all welfare, which just enables their disease. See? I'm already solving the problem.

After that, allow real education in inner city schools and watch people break out all over full of optimism in their own futures, driving their own destinies off the Liberal Plantation. That is my real goal. Letting them see what they can do with no help from anyone and relying on their own minds.

My hope for them is much better than handing them money or trying to convince them that they aren't smart enough or good enough to get out of their Pits of Despair. I want them to see that they can get out, stay out and live better lives.

Yeah, I'm a rebel.

2011 Year in Review

2011-12-31T09:44:00.000-06:00

Hey, I get to jump on the bandwagon! However, my review is more of a critique than "this happened then" type of caper.

2011 was the year a great many truths became revealed to the willfully blind. In other words, many chickens came home to roost, and many of them laid rotten eggs. Let me enlighten...

The Housing Market. I am sickened unto death of hearing people on TV and in articles, whining about how they've lost their homes and they're underwater. Someone call them a Waaaahhhhmbulance, please. Greed got you in to that house. Both you and your original lender knew you couldn't possibly pay off the loan you got for a house way out of your means, but you both signed the papers, rubbing your hands together and smirking, thinking that you were pulling one over on everyone. You were getting something for nothing. Your lender promised it. You ate the bullshit. Help me out here, which one of you is the villain? Both of you are freakin' retards and deserve every ounce of reaming you get. You deserve to lose the home you couldn't dream of affording and they deserve to lose the money they loaned you, knowing you couldn't ever pay it off. The numerous sub-prime lenders who then bought and sold your mortgage thereafter deserve that special pit in hell dedicated to hourly anal rapings with barbed wire.

So shut up, go rent something and save up and be realistic about whether or not you can afford to buy a home. It's not a right. And anyone who tells you any different is selling sub-prime loans. Butch up, shut up, get to work earning money to buy a home you can realistically afford. Those of us who did and do that resent the living hell out of you whining pieces of crap and refuse to pay for your avarice. (Another word you can look up in a dictionary that means something, really.)

Occupy Whatever. I believe that Adam Carolla distilled the essence of the OWS crowd by saying that their whining and sniveling is nothing more than coveting and jealousy. Newt Gingrich said it as well as I already had, get a job, but take a shower first. You guys don't stand for anything, you just hate everything. You don't want to win, you just want everyone to lose. In a perfect world you would have been killed as soon as your type was identified and hopefully before you breed what you won't feed. Get a real job, Junior. It's no one's fault but your own that you majored in Elizabethan Literature with an emphasis on Italian Sonnets. But those chicks in college you got to bang because of your sensitivity still aren't returning your calls. Grow up, shower, shave and try to get a job flipping burgers and work your way up the ladder like real people have to do. Carpe diem. That's Latin, but I bet you heard it in college.

Eric Holder and the Tragedy of His DOJ. Eric Holder has only two logical excuses for the absolute lack of morals, values or even justice of his cabinet position. He is either completely ignorant of the law, in which case he should be disbarred and shot in the head. Or, he has an agenda he is forcing through to the detriment of the American people, damn the Constitution. In which case he should be disbarred, pilloried on The Mall, then tarred, feathered and locked in a glass case as a warning for other would be Progressives. Between the Fast and Furious scandal, in their attempt to completely shit on the Second Amendment, and the Black Panther voter fraud cases they dismissed out of hand, Eric Holder's DOJ is possibly the most corrupt agency in the Federal Government. It should be completely dismantled and everyone within fired out of hand. Start over with a clean slate with people who agree that we are a country of laws, not a country of men. Then get your fire breathing dragon to burn every vestige of them from the face of the earth. This man does not deserve respect or even recognition. He may not have personally killed hundreds of Mexicans and a border agent, but he may as well have. And when it all blew up in his stupid, vapid face, he did the only thing his kind know how to do... Play the Race card. Screw you, Eric Holder. You fucked over people in two countries. I hope they all show up in your dreams and give you insomnia. I hope that you soon show the blithering, ignorant idiot you are to every man, woman and abortion on the planet. Then I hope you live a long, wretched life knowing that you are hated by everyone and everything in this solar system. TV and radio waves are still spreading about the universe, so we could widen the scope to our Galaxy.

The Arab Spring. I hope all of you misogynistic bastards rot while you are still alive on this Earth. And I hope the only people who can help you are the women you've abused and harmed. If that be the case, I hope you live as long as Eric Holder. Well hell, either way I hope you live long and horribly. May your children spit on you while you are still alive. Trust me, even then you have not begun to pay for your crimes against humanity. My wish for you for the years ahead? To be the most miserable piece of crap on the planet. I want you to be the kind of person people wouldn't cross the street to piss on if you were on fire. Oh, and I do hope you are on fire.

For my readers, friends and family, I wish that all of you are successful, prosperous, and brilliant in the upcoming year. I want you to live life and do your jobs to the best of your abilities and to get ahead because of it. I want you to do well and will cheer when you do. I want you to want it for yourself.

Happy 2012 my friends. Live well.

Merry Christmas

2011-12-24T12:49:00.000-06:00

A friend, thinking he was being a smart-ass and making a point, sent me a link to Ayn Rand and an interview she did on Donahue back in the 70s during the Carter administration. Once I got over my Pavlovian sick response (only watched his shows when I was home sick in childhood) I was utterly delighted to have Ayn Rand in her own words. Beside my Kindle, it is the best Christmas present I have yet received.

Thank you, Paul.

In the early 80s, shortly before she died, I wished to hear, from her own lips, exactly how she understood her virtue of selfishness and her absolute hatred of Altruism, which is preached among the ignorant as some kind of religion. Thanks to YouTube I saw many interviews she did over decades and heard her speak logically, rationally, and lovingly on her philosophy, Objectivism. Even though I've read her books and treatises, it's always nice to hear things from the horse's mouth, as it were. It's even better when you hear her answers to questions that people ask you constantly concerning her philosophy. More to the point, people trying to challenge her philosophy based on emotional baggage they should have never claimed at the carousel.

I think, perhaps, her best interview was with Tom Snyder in the early 80s, just before she died. He did not attack her, but he did ask questions that one would expect from hearing of her philosophy for the first time coming out of the Liberal indoctrination of public education. Her answers were easily understandable. She knew English better than most who grow up speaking it and was conversant in the way we tend to use words to obfuscate our meaning. She ripped that away and spoke clearly, making no mistakes as to her meaning. People watching the Donahue show from the70s, shortly after her husband died, will be shocked at the language she uses. Not a "dirty" word, and yet today she would be pilloried on TV in the middle of DC for saying what she did.

I have to admit, I loved watching her take down Mike Wallace in the 50s. She took his liberal argument away piece by piece until he stood there in tatters and she was rational, logical and polite throughout. This was before she was beaten down by lack of recognition for Atlas Shrugged. Watching an interview with Barbara Brendon or Brandon, was educational, for it showed my hero with clay feet. Does it mean that I think less of her for allowing that to color her perception of herself and her writing? No, because she went on to write the best defense of her philosophy in several works afterward. She wrote no more fiction, and that is our loss, but it did help us to understand Objectivism better.

The reason Paul sent me the link was about Christmas. He thought that because Rand was a staunch atheist that I was somehow out of synch with Objectivist thought (as if we're all cut out of some cookie cutter mould and think the same way). Many Objectivists don't understand my faith or my stand on abortion, which they think is colored by the mysticism of religion. Rand confused faith with religion. I don't. Faith is about God, religion is all about man. I don't need anyone to tell me how or who to worship. No more than I need the government stealing my earnings to pay someone to sit on their ass. My belief is between me and God and my relationship with Him. My philosophy is about me and my relationship to my fellow inhabitants of this rock orbiting our star. One is private and I don't beat anyone over the head with it. One is public and one I bring up whenever I am slapped in the face with the illogical policies of the Liberal Agenda, again and again.

So, in essence, I've had my "revival" without the tent meeting or evangelist. It's good to get a renewal every now and again. Especially in these trying times. Thanks, Paul. I needed that.

The Quiet Bigotry of Low Expectations

2011-12-18T10:11:00.000-06:00

Again, I have been labeled a racist for pointing out that ability is the only measure of any person. Why? Because I point out that your skin color, country of origin, religion or fruit preference has nothing to do with getting ahead in the world. It has EVERYTHING to do with your ability to perform. Perform what? Your job. Melanin concentration in your dermal cells has absolutely nothing to with whether or not you can perform a job. Neither does some real or imagined infirmity.

I listened to a person list all of the people they knew on disability. Evidently they know a lot of amputees and people with bad backs. None of them are working. All of them are living off disability. Famous. I know a person who went blind and works teaching computers to disabled Vets. Yeah, let's see you hold up your "disability" in the face of that. You have allowed others to tell you that you can't, you wanted to believe it, so you did. Get off my planet. Now.

I swim in the waters of the uneducated and willfully ignorant because I am forced to. I listen daily to their accounts of how to get over on the system. These are people to whom the government throws money so they stay on their plantation, hoping to garner votes. Big message to the Democrats out there, these people couldn't understand a ballot if was read to them in Ebonics. These knuckle-dragging, mouth breathers are barely able to fill out their welfare applications because the schools they go to as children know that the ONLY way they are going to keep their ballot cattle is to keep them ignorant of what awaits them on the Productive side of society. Intellectual and financial freedom.

When you accept Affirmative Action you are saying, "I believe that I am not really good enough or smart enough to do this on my own, and therefore it's my right to cut in line ahead of those who are." Do you really want anything based on that premise? If you do, get off my planet. Now.

Why anyone would accept that they are less than in any one's eyes astounds me. People who I see as smart and able are all too ready to accept the opinion of another person, completely unknown to them that they are somehow lacking and need a "boost" up the ladder, because they could not possibly do it on their own. Maybe it could be that you don't want for yourself what they want for you, and that's perfectly OK by me. Then go out and show them what it is you want and be damned good at it. If it entails sacrifice, hard work and effort, you will truly appreciate your victory more than anything anyone else could give you. You give it to yourself and you do not depend on the opinion of others to guide your steps. It gets easier when you realize this. There is something extremely satisfying in defying everyone telling you that you can't do it without them, and then doing it. Doing it better despite them fighting to drag you back to the plantation.

To everyone, and I mean every single soul, fighting to get off the Progressive Plantation and being told the Underground Railroad doesn't exist, know that it does. It's not easy. You have to be ready to find it and do it on your own. When you do manage to find it on your own, you will find help there in ways that are much more helpful than throwing subsistence money at you. And when you get off the Plantation for good, you will always know and take pride in the fact that you did it yourself, and the help you accepted from others is repaid by being successful in whatever it is you choose to do.

I'm not from the Government and the only help I can give you is to tell you that you CAN do it on your own. And keep telling you until you believe it as well.

Things To Do While Updating Your iTunes

2011-12-18T09:02:00.001-06:00

So, after updating iTunes last night, I find that it still can't find some songs I loaded to the library on day one and keep re-finding after each update. It's fun and exciting, and Apple knows this is what we all secretly want to do with each update that they push out every 30 seconds. I'm just making that observation and throwing it out there.

I've found that you should not watch any Disney movie, especially their new African Cats, while hopped up on cold meds. Although my kitten, Whistler, was fascinated by the cheetah cubs, I wept like an emo teener at Hot Topic when 2 of them got eaten by hyenas. I would never have done that if not influenced by snot busting drugs.

This is from one of the few living scientists I admire, Doug Horner. Tallbloke over in England is being intimidated by the AGW crowd over in England. Evidently pointing out all the holes in AGW theory and questioning their scientific "method" means you can be slandered, intimidated and have your property confiscated. Doug wrote, "Their edifice is eroding quickly and it is prompting all sorts of desperation."

Yes, it is. Of course, to the imp who lives inside my soul, this means I can do all sorts of things to the AGW crowd with impunity. Stupid is as stupid does. Unfortunately for them, Karma is a real bitch.

Cutest T-shirt says "I would tell you to go to Hell, but I work there and I don't want to see you all day." I nearly fell down on the floor laughing, quite literally. With the cold it started a coughing fit, followed by a sneezing fit which makes the T-shirt almost as deadly as Monty Python's Funniest Joke. (If you don't get that reference, you are culturally deprived and should be made to watch Super Troopers until you catch up with the rest of us.)

I have found that spending your time swimming in a sewer of stupid only breeds resentment and a healthy desire to chlorinate the gene pool. Yes, I was forced to enter Volde*Mart and shop for a few things. Even at an off time you find the toothless, ignorant bumpkins of the world ready to serve you and ask why they can't buy skinny jeans with their food stamp card. No one who weighs over 90 lbs should wear skinny jeans. EVER!

My youngest was in her church's Christmas play this year. She played an elf and an angel. She was AWESOME! I videoed it and then handed her the camera so I could get home to my cold meds and hot toddies. I may not have contributed to great, magnificent invention that saved mankind, but I gave birth to four wonderful human beings, and they are the best thing I've ever done. None of them read this blog so I'm safe they won't start thinking I actually like them or anything. I've discouraged that sort of thing. They will come to the realization much later in their lives just how much they were loved and that sometimes the hardest thing to do when you love is allow someone to make their own mistakes just to learn from them... Still, she was really awesome.

My husband is on vacation until after New Year's Day. I hate him. I'm so busy at work right now I just might be able to take off Christmas day. But, only if the planets align in such a way as to block inhuman stupidity.

Oh yeah, just an observation, if you have a family member who is diabetic, perhaps the way to show you care is to NOT send them a huge candy thing for Christmas.

I'm just sayin'...

Back to the couch for me, your devoted germ spewing phlegm faucet.

I Just Figured Out Eddie Willers

2011-12-11T12:55:00.000-06:00

If this were done in DC this would be a major policy briefing requiring all news stations to cut away to me for a few minutes. I've spent the past 30 years trying to figure out Eddie Willers and his place in the whole pantheon of Atlas Shrugged characters, but in my last blog posting I think I finally "get" Eddie and his place.

Most folks try to convince me that Eddie represents the common man, the guy who works hard, gets to just below his Peter Principle and has a life successful by his standards. Uh, no. The very end of the book tells me that's not true. It also tells me that Ayn Rand didn't understand Eddie as well as most of us suspect she had to have.

In my last blog post I wrote about getting off the Ballot Cattle Plantation. I said:

If your friends stay on the plantation, that's on them, not on you, for not dragging them with you.

And this is where I got my split second of clarity and actually managed to process and fully understand and appreciate it. Eddie Willers is your friend that is there with you, slogging your way off the Plantation. Instead of making fun of you or threatening you because you want to leave, find your way to intellectual freedom, he's helping you find the Underground Railroad.

I think this is why I never could stand the way Rand left Eddie at the end of Atlas Shrugged. He deserved a much better end than she gave him.

This revelation may come as a big fat DUH! to many people. Yet, the few people I have discussed the book with, or to be honest, were willing to discuss the book with me, none really cared about the Eddie Willers character. He was such a huge person in Dagny's life so having him written off at the end as just a "Meh!" was confusing. To me, it was worse than what she did with Sheryl Taggart.

So, news bulletin over. I finally get it.

What Do You Hope to Accomplish?

2011-12-11T09:34:00.000-06:00

I was asked recently, by a condescending liberal, what I hoped to accomplish with my little blog of electronic scribblings. Well, at least they had read my "little blog of electronic scribblings". Isn't that precious? Bless their little hearts.

Yes, I just went all Southern Matron on them.

It is one thing for someone to tell me I'm completely wrong when they have never even read my books or blog. It's quite another when they tell me I'm wrong after they've read my "scribblings". To do it to my face? That's a completely different ball game, right there. Why? Because very few people have the intestinal fortitude to tell me I'm wrong to my face. Not because I'm a bad ass, but because it gives me the opening to flay their psyche alive. I figure if they have the guts to tell me I'm wrong, they are strong enough to take the spanking they will get.

But I didn't have to think about my answer. Because I've always known what I hope to accomplish in my life. I wish to live as a thinking, rational human being who gets ahead based on my abilities and merit, rather than some artificial quota system or affirmative action. In other words, I want to make it on my own without a constant boost up because I really can't do it on my own.

However, what do I hope to accomplish with my scribblings? I hope to show people how easy it is get put on the Ballot Cattle Plantation, and how they make it nearly impossible to get off that plantation. I hope they can see that if they work hard, sacrifice, they can make it on their own and be allowed to think for themselves. I also hope to help thicken their skin, because their old friends certainly will pillory them for leaving them behind. If your friends stay on the plantation, that's on them, not on you, for not dragging them with you.

I want people to be free to be what they want, to make money for themselves without some no-good, do-nothing politician or do-gooder stealing it from them. There is no moral superiority in killing yourself for the sake of someone else to have "a better life". My life is better without holding up the rest of you. You are on your own, I am on my own.

I hope to show people the ugliness that is envy and jealousy. Wanting what someone else has because they earned it, and for the fact that you are unwilling to go out and earn it for yourself is possibly the worst of all human conditions. The moment you hate someone because they have something that you cannot or will not work to attain, you're wrong. Accepting that is very hard for a lot of people. Recognizing it and learning to get past it is hard. Realizing that you can have it if you work hard enough and will appreciate it more when it's not handed to you is priceless. It's easy as hell to be lazy and shiftless. It's hard to retrench, put things off, and save money to get the things that you want. You just have to recognize what is most important to you. Is it important that you get that car or dining room suite that you want? Or, is it more important to sit back and whine because your neighbor has it and you don't?

Yeah, that's moral superiority.

So, in a nutshell, is I hope to make people see that thinking is good for them. Try it, I swear, the clarity of vision will not blind you to human suffering. It's easier to see it when you know where it comes from.

On Herman Cain

2011-12-04T08:23:00.001-06:00

Yesterday Herman Cain announced he is dropping out of the Presidential Race. It sucks because he's the only candidate I could tolerate for an amount of time and he made a lot of sense. Do I care that he helped out a woman for 13 years? Nope, not really. It never seemed to affect his business sense. And that is what it comes down to for people like me.

I don't care what color your hair is, what scribbles you've got on your skin, what church you go to or if you shove the odd orange up your ass. All I care about is whether or not you can do the job. Because if you can't you are of no use whatsoever to anyone, least of all yourself.

Now, the only option left on the Candidate Table for me is Newt Gingrich, whom I adore but is completely Bound by the Beltway and unelectable. And this pisses me off to no end. I seriously just want to shake the hell out of Republicans, Democrats and the body politic. The press have pissed me off to the point where I could like them all shot into space with no life support on a trajectory for the sun. They are useless idiots. Not even Saul Alinsky could find a use for those wastes of skin.

But you know who I am mainly pissed off at? The American public. You allowed them to shape the narrative. Instead of slapping the hell out of them when they started on the smears with Rick Perry and then Herman Cain, because they WANT Mittens to run against Obama, you sat there and did NOTHING. You did not speak out, you did not cancel subscriptions with a terse message as to why. You did not call you radio and TV stations to tell them to do real reporting instead of taking their orders from George Soros and the MSM. You did NOTHING.

Herman Cain was not politically savvy. It was what I loved most about him. They jumped all over him because his campaign manager was in a TV ad smoking a cigarette. OMFG! SMOKING A CIGARETTE! And then they trotted out one mentally ill floozy after another hoping something would stick. They finally found a woman he had been helping financially for 13 years who repaid his kindness by selling out to the media. Well done, cunt. Well done, indeed. Die in a fire you amoral bitch. There is a special pit in hell for bitches just like you. Tell Delilah hi when you get there.

Did he have an affair with her? Since he had Stage 4 colon cancer for many of those years, I seriously doubt it, but what if he did? It's none of my freakin business. Just as it was none of my damned business until Bill Clinton started using the Oval Office for his Lair of Love. And even then, the ONLY thing I was concerned about was the fact that he lied to Congress about it, and then got away with it, because character doesn't mean a damned thing to the Progressives.

I don't care how many times Newt's been married, or that he married one woman he had an affair with. Men are stupid. We keep electing them, so what does that make us? I don't care that Rick Perry is not the most erudite man in the room. He's not anything the press has tried to paint him except a bad public speaker on occasion. It's not like we didn't try to warn you folks. Mitt Romney, if elected, will become the Gary Trudeau symbol of the Clinton Presidency, the Waffle. He really does go whichever way the wind is blowing, which means he's rudderless, despite his Mormon faith.

As much as I like Ron Paul, he will never get elected because of this fan base. What a bunch of wingnuts. And Poor Rick Santorum, the guy deserves much better and I believe is being groomed for later greatness.

The main thing that really pisses me off about this? They trot out some white woman in Atlanta and snarl about money and 13 years and force a good man out of the race. Then they still turn around and call US racist.

Think about that for a moment and you will understand the depths of my anger at everyone about this.

Envy

2011-12-03T10:45:00.000-06:00

One of the big Seven Sins is Envy. Envy is defined:

painful or resentful awareness of an advantage enjoyed by another joined with a desire to possess the same advantage

There is also an entire commandment saying "thous shalt not covet" in two of the three Abrahamic religions. Envy and covetousness are kissing cousins. Or more like an Arkansas wedding, a brother and sister thing.

At the core of the nihilism of the Progressive Liberal and the Occutards is the desire to take away from people who have earned and achieved and give it to themselves, based on their virtue of having done absolutely nothing to achieve or earn anything. You have something that they want and they want to compel you to give it to them because they whine loudly enough.

Adam Carolla defined it perfectly in a radio rant earlier this week. He distills the very essence of Progressive Liberalism in less than 10 minutes. The clarity of his definition of the Occutards is brilliant in it's plain spoken and vulgar language.

Envy, to hate you because you are able and produce. Progressive Liberalism is nothing more than wanting what other people have. They cannot see a successful businessman without thinking that he exploited or stole something to get that way. Why? Because they cannot comprehend any other way of doing business, so they assume everyone operates that way.

Who called in the projectionist?

I am a success by my own definition. I work, I pay my bills and I live a life in which I am extremely comfortable and content. I've had to work hard and overcome many obstacles to get here, but I know that I would have to. And I appreciate my situation more because of the work I put in to get here. I earned it, I know I earned it, not one bit of it was handed to me by another. I've received help from family and friends, but not in the ways that Liberals think helps. I received support through a sister listening to me rant when I was overwhelmed. Friends putting up with long periods of communication blackouts because I busy or just understanding when I'd snap at them for diverting my attention away from something I was working on. My husband has been an enormous help in just keeping things at bay while I did what I do best... thinking.

I worked to get where I am. I am still working to be where I ultimately want to be. And anyone who wishes to take what is mine? I'll protect what's mine. You can make book on that.

Cut The Damned Cord

2011-12-03T09:38:00.000-06:00

I love my kids. I temper that love with common sense. I do not believe that they are the most magnificent things in the universe, perfect and unique little snowflakes that can do no wrong. No, I am a parent who can entertain the idea that my child is not an icon of perfect behavior. I mean, I should know, right? I'm the one who got to spank them or stick them in a corner as the crime warranted. Besides, I never saw criticism of them a reflection on me, so I never took it personally. My children are individuals, completely separate from me. They are their own persons.

This morning I read this article, and I realized that others found my aversion to other parents logical. The school principal is correct, parents ruin everything kids do. Everything. I've experienced this through pre-school, school, Little League, Girl Scouts, PTA and even the Marine Corps. Evidently, now even emotionally crippled kids can take Mommy to boot camp with them to intervene with the DI in the event they screw up and have to do 100 push ups.

I think I may vomit.

When my eldest was in ninth grade he threatened to punch his algebra teacher. His father and I went down to the school where we spoke with the principals and counselors and were told our son would have to spend six weeks in an Alternative Education Program, which is like school prison. It was strict and if you got in trouble there, the former DI who taught the class figured you needed to run it out. And he was famous for running kids until they puked. But they all went back to the classroom and settled into their traces and got to school work. I never asked my son if he really did it. I knew he was fully capable of it and he never denied it. I never railed at the school administrators for my son's lack of self-control and bad manners. No, that was entirely on him. He'd been taught better and chose to break the rules. ALL ON HIM. Because it is correct that you have to decide to make the RIGHT CHOICE. Choosing not to decide is still making a choice. I don't care what Liberals say. They are wrong on nearly everything they think they believe.

I have a friend whose father was a pedophile. She grappled with who he was. She's thankful she didn't grow up around him, but found it hard to live with how he chose to live his life. We were discussing her philosophy class one day and I explained to her that she could try all the psychobabble there was but it still came down to making a choice. She tried the "but maybe he was molested as a child" argument, which I shot down. Unfortunately many children are molested every year and they make the decision to never, ever put anyone in that situation ever, because they know how it feels and would never perpetrate that horror on another because they know it's wrong. Her father made a conscious decision to do the wrong thing. He alone made that decision based on his own psyche. In essence he chose evil over good because he was an evil person. I don't think anyone involved with the man would dismiss my assessment. She struggled with that, but in the end she saw the logic of it. It wasn't familial or genetic. One man made a decision to do wrong and it had nothing at all to do with her.

As parents we MUST accept that our children are separate from us. We can love them, adore them, enjoy them. However, we must submit that they are their own people and almost nothing we say or do can change them from the people they decide they wish to be. They have entire lives that don't include us, especially after about age 9 or so. They have friends, they have activities and we cannot sit on them 24/7. We must allow them to grow and be who they will be, whether we like the person they become or not.

Here is the one thing I've never, ever understood. Why adult people with working brains decide they want to be known as somebody's mommy or daddy and not a person, in and of themselves. It's disconcerting to me to see these people who have no identity outside being something to someone else. Really, my mind balks. Untether yourself and be a person in your own right, with your own wants and needs that have nothing to do with your child. I'm not saying ignore your spawn, I'm saying have some time where you are YOU and not Johnny's mommy or someone's wife, daughter, sister, whatever.

And while you're at it, let your kid be who they are, and accept that they are not you and you are not them. Trust me, you'll thank me when they manage to escape in adulthood.

Sev and the Second Amendment

2011-11-27T10:04:00.000-06:00

It's been awhile. Life is what happens when you're too busy to think about new stuff. I've been thinking while getting ready for the Holidays and some of that would, of course, leak here. So get yourself a beverage and sit back a spell. Bide a wee...

With the anniversary of the shooting of Congresscritter Gabrielle Giffords, again the Proggies are out saying we need to ban all firearms. To make us all safer. Despite all of the data available for them to examine, they still insist that a defenseless public is a safer public. Which brings up the Second Amendment to the US Constitution in most circles. Defenders of the Second Amendment abound and most of them even have unassailable arguments as to why the Founding Fathers saw the need to make sure the public was armed.

Let me 'splain.

Part of the contract with the governed is that the governors will protect them from enemies and hostilities without and within. However, the Forefathers realized they could not be everywhere all the time. They realized that a basic, fundamental natural right of every man, woman and child was the right to defend themselves first. People who realize that they are all that stands between a ravening beast and oblivion are more likely to step up to make sure that they are as protected as they can be. They are not running around screaming, hands waving, demanding that someone save them. Think about that last sentence for a minute.

Now, ask yourself the question, do you want to be the one loaded for bear when the shit comes down, or do you want to be defenseless waiting for Nancy Legosi to get off her botoxed ass and decide whether or not you deserve saving. Oh, and as an added bonus, I will allow that you can scream, "I'll vote for whomever saves me" while you're Chicken Littling.

It is my own rational self-interest to protect myself. I cannot depend on Momma Gubmint to come in like the cavalry in old westerns to save my ass... Especially if it's from myself. And frankly, I don't recognize the governments authority to tell me I don't have the right to defend myself. The moment they do tell me that, they have broken their contract with the governed and I will no longer recognize any of their self-proclaimed authority on anything. They broke the contract, I am no longer bound by the contract. As the lawyers love to say, fruit of the poisoned tree.

Does this mean I have a shelter in my backyard filled with guns and canned goods? Uh, no. It means that I own some rifles and shotguns used for the little hunting we do. We do plan on buying some handguns for target practice, because frankly, it's hella fun. This does not make me a bitter clinger. It makes me an American.

An American who will defend herself against all threats, foreign and domestic, up to and including a government that tells me I have no right to protect myself.

Inconceivable

2011-11-06T10:55:00.000-06:00

Behold! The Arms Dealers of Class Warfare

Never before in American History has the class warfare card been played, along with all the other questionable cards in the Progressive Liberal's hand, as often as in the past year of the Obama Administration. In fact, they remind me of the Nicolas Cage character in the movie Lord of War . He says that there are over 550 million firearms in the world, one fire arm for every 12 people on the planet. His only question is how to arm the other 11.

Terry Goodkind put it best in his book, Wizard's First Rule:

Because of Wizards First Rule, the old wizards created Confessors, and Seekers, as a means of helping find the truth, when the truth is important enough. Darken Rahl knows the Wizard's Rules. He is using the first one. People need an enemy to feel a sense of purpose. It's easy to lead people when they have a sense of purpose. Sense of purpose is more important by far than the truth. In fact, truth has no bearing in this. Darken Rahl is providing them with an enemy, other than himself, a sense of purpose. People are stupid; they want to believe, so they do."

Darken Rahl was not the only politician to realize this. In fact, the Liberals count on it to promote an ideology so flawed that the only way to get marginally rational human beings to accept it is to enure them. They use the mindless useful idiots who swallow their BS with a smile to further their narrative by screaming their slogans and half-baked philosophies. Let's face it, if one person among the Occutards could logically explain any one thing they are screeching about, he'd be leader in a day and the Abbie Hoffman of his generation. I guess we can thank the modern public education system for the fact that none of these mouth-breathing, knuckle-dragging morons is capable of thinking deeply enough to even question why they are living in squalor and filth while their masters are in their penthouses, sipping champagne and plotting on how to keep their goodies while stealing those of others.

Does it ever make you wonder why all of this Socialist thought is based on the concept of stealing? I mean, it sort of makes you wonder why they can't conceive of honestly earning a dollar? Seriously, it confounds them. If a worker makes a paycheck, it's only because he's found a way to get over on the boss. The boss is constantly thinking of ways to screw over the worker. Socialist and union theory is based entirely on pre-school logic of fair and MINE! Think about it for a moment then watch children playing, preferably three or four year olds. Within this microcosm you will witness the very germ of socialist theory. Extrapolate this to adults with drivers licenses and libidos sleeping in parks and you have Occutards. A "class" of people too lazy or too stupid to think for themselves. Seriously, why would we listen to anything they have to say?

But it brings us back to these Arms Dealers in their self-proclaimed war. What do they get out of it? That is the question we ask ourselves, then tell ourselves that they can't possibly be serious because what we see at the end of their tunnel vision is the end of everything and we are the ones who cannot conceive of anyone wanting that. And we would be wrong. I'm not saying that every swinging idiot out there sees the end as we do. They cannot permit themselves to see or acknowledge what really lies at the end of their philosophy, so they just don't. Just as a 4 year old refuses to see that the candy at the check-out aisle at the grocery store might ruin his appetite for dinner, they kick, cry, scream and throw tantrums the moment that reality intrudes on what they think they want.

So, let us, right here, right now, give voice to what it is they really want. They want nothing for anyone. They want death and release from the responsibility of living as a rational, logical human being on this earth. Nihilism is their goal and Jean Paul Sartre is their God. If you doubt me, ask anyone who was forced to live under the Soviet fist in the last century. Ever wonder why people were defecting to America and not to the USSR since it was such a freakin paradise? Why are people risking their lives across 90 miles of ocean to reach Florida in leaking rafts, floating lawn chairs or anything else they think will get them Feet Dry? Why is no one going the other way? Better PR?

When you can think through the previous questions in a rational, logical manner, omitting all emotion and demagoguery, you will have the answer of the Occutard and why Obama and his ilk must not win their Arms Race. We cannot let them win, for it will mean that we will have to completely kneel at their feet, and frankly, I cannot conceive of that. And I do know exactly what that word means.

Who Wants To Live Forever?

2011-11-05T08:05:00.000-05:00

I've had several great ideas for my blog this week, but between life and new books, never got around to jotting them down. One thing, however, stuck in my head because of a discussion I overheard this week. The topic was raising the retirement age. Right now, as I understand it, the retirement age is set at 67. I'd check but the Googles and I part ways on the weekends. You can look it up and correct me in the comments if I sit corrected.

Anyhoo, because we are now required to work longer before our kids can start going broke supporting our asses on Social Security people have their knickers in a knot. OH MY GOD! They scream, cry, rant, rave and rail. I have to work two more years than I'd originally planned? What about my "Golden Years"? What about a 401K or IRA, stupid? If you'd planned ahead, Mr. Grasshopper, you could retire much sooner than 65 and have a grand old time doing it.

Of course, barring any medical miracles and critical illnesses for which your Medicare won't pay a thing, you should have a wonderful retirement.

And this just begs the question, who the hell wants to live forever in some infirm body, addled mind in some Alzheimer's facility your kids shuck you off to when you can no longer remember them? Oh yeah, sounds ducky. Sign me up for that plan.

I want to work until I don't want to anymore, and frankly, getting up and going in to a job gives me a purpose as nothing else does. Even a stupid job where I'm nothing more than a monkey hitting at things. Because I'd rather be doing than not doing. I enjoy my life better that way. Why? According to the liberals I'm a brain washed automaton willing to slave for The Man.

Who the hell is this Man? And why does he expect me to work to earn that dime? Bastard!

Sorry, I was channeling my inner hippy. I say channeling, you say choking the life out of. Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.

I have known since I was 16 and got my first "paycheck" job (I'd babysat and had paper routes since I was 11) that Social Security was never going to be there for me. I never planned on it as any part whatsoever of my retirement investment. Every nickle in there will have been used up by every grey haired, meth addicted POS that sucked off the government teat, crying about how horrible it is that I was providing such a crap existence for them. Yeah, you plan poorly and it's my fault you're eating Alpo du jour.

See, that is the trouble with entitlements. No matter what you give their gaping maws, they are ALWAYS screaming for more, just like baby birds, making us work harder and harder while they cry how we are giving them nothing but subsistence. Get out there and earn your own life, hippy. It is not my responsibility to see you have a good life. Altruism is a lie. Now move along, there is nothing more to see here.

So if you want to live forever, fine. Just prepared to pay your own way for the entire trip. No freebooting off my back.

Pets and Responsibility

2011-10-31T17:45:00.000-05:00

I got this picture this morning and it has stuck with me all damned day.


Cats in a freezer holding area after being euthanized

It could be the orange tabbies in the foreground, it could be the sheer number of felines, but it makes me cry. It would be the same reaction if they were of the canid variety.

And I will tell you why.

We have domesticated these animals for selfish reasons and for useful reasons and because of us, their lives changed. The are completely dependent on us to take care of them. We've bred the wolf out of the dog so we could use them for shepherding and hunting, and they wouldn't know how to bring down another animal for food.

To anyone reading this who has ever abandoned an animal because you were too lazy to take care of it, I hate you in a way that is rare even in the human race. You and your ilk are people I could gleefully torture to death just for the fun of watching you suffer. And then I could walk away feeling guilt free. Because you are beneath scum. In my eyes you have no rights, you are not human, you are not sentient, so I'm not really killing anything more than bacteria. Yes, I would invent horrific ways for you to die and practice on other like you just so when you died your absolute suffering and humility would be maximized. It is my fondest wish to see you burn to death. Also, I hope your children hate you.

I grew up on a small ranch in Wyoming and have lived a lot of my life off the beaten path. Why people would drive all the way out to where I lived just to drop off their unwanted pets was always a mystery to me. Why they thought it was any easier for us to shoot them when they started bothering our livestock made me scratch my head. Did they really think that little Fluffy would suddenly learn to catch and eat field mice? Did they think we wouldn't be upset that my dad had to kill the cat for getting into our chicken house? Did they think my dad got off on shooting someone's dog for chasing horses? Did they have any idea that it killed him to come back home to his own dogs?

There are very few humans on this earth that I hate more than stupid, lazy people who let other people and animals suffer for their short-sighted, impulses. Just in case you don't quite get my rage, read the following:

A Letter from a Shelter Manager - anonymous in North Carolina

I think our society needs a huge "Wake-up" call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all...a view from the inside if you will.

First off, all of you breeders/sellers should be made to work in the "back" of an animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don't even know.

That puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it's not a cute little puppy anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there's about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are "owner surrenders" or "strays", that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.

The most common excuses I hear are; "We are moving and we can't take our dog (or cat)." Really? Where are you moving too that doesn't allow pets? Or they say "The dog got bigger than we thought it would". How big did you think a German Shepherd would get? "We don't have time for her". Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs! "She's tearing up our yard". How about making her a part of your family? They always tell me "We just don't want to have to stress about finding a place for her we know she'll get adopted, she's a good dog".

Odds are your pet won't get adopted & how stressful do you think being in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you, your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off. Sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn't full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy. If it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it. If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take him/her for a walk. If I don't, your pet won't get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or any of the "Bully" breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door.

Those dogs just don't get adopted. It doesn't matter how 'sweet' or 'well behaved' they are.

If your dog doesn't get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter isn't full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed it may get a stay of execution, but not for long . Most dogs get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don't have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment.

Here's a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being "put-down".

First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk happy, wagging their tails. Until they get to "The Room", every one of them freaks out and puts on the brakes when we get to the door. It must smell like death or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there, it's strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They will find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the "pink stuff". Hopefully your pet doesn't panic from being restrained and jerk. I've seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and been deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don't just "go to sleep", sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves.

When it all ends, your pets corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals that were killed waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You'll never know and it probably won't even cross your mind. It was just an animal and you can always buy another one, right?

I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can't get the pictures out of your head I deal with everyday on the way home from work.

I hate my job, I hate that it exists & I hate that it will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter.

Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes.

My point to all of this DON'T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!

Hate me if you want to. The truth hurts and reality is what it is. I just hope I maybe changed one persons mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say "I saw this and it made me want to adopt". THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORTH IT.

I have three dogs. The oldest is Stormie, a shitzu-poodle mix who was found at a dumpster by my ex-husband. My eldest daughter took her in and we have cared for her for 7 years now with love and she has brought us nothing but happiness. Sam is our 4 year old German Shepherd/Border Collie mix. She's shy, very skittish but we adore her and she loves to play. Zeus, our German Shepherd was abandoned out in the middle of Bosque County. We took him in because he is just so lovable. We just had him neutered to make his live longer and happier. We've done that to each one of our pets. Our cats were both taken from people who had taken in pregnant cats and then given kittens to homes where they knew they would be cared for, then got momma neutered.

Think before you purchase. No reputable breeder will sell a dog before it is 4 months old. This is time enough for the dog to learn how to be a dog from its parents and socialization that is extremely important with pack animals.

I will say one thing though, the glamour pet trend has given me an idea. Can we euthanize the welfare idiots who have become too expensive and burdensome to care for? I mean, they're just not fun anymore... would anyone really miss them.

And one more thing to the pet abandoners, seriously motherf$cker, how do you sleep at night?

Children of Hippies and the Occutards

2011-10-28T19:08:00.000-05:00

I am the child of a wannabe hippy mother. I've hated hippies for as long as I can remember. I was 5 years old and recognized their hypocrisy, yet was too young to verbalize, so it was just flat out hatred of grown ups saying one thing then doing another.

I've spent the past two weeks talking to contemporaries who have parents the same age as mine and I have asked their opinion of the Occutards. With the exception of one woman who was planning on attending with her mom in Miami, every single one of them could not understand the Occutards, their ostensible tantrum or, for many of them, the children. They really cared about the children and what would happen to them while their parents were in a drug induced haze or, God forbid, locked up in jail. It brought back some pretty bad memories for some of us.

There was one guy who went to school with me, a couple of years ahead, who told me the story of his mother doing some anti-war protest when he was a pre-schooler. I forget where he said they lived, but he said he thought the demonstration was in DC. Remember, he was a pre-schooler. His mother was arrested, he can't remember why or by whom, but he was left with nothing but a band of grubby, filthy, stinking hippies who had no qualms about smoking reefer in front of a small child, and even jokingly, blowing the smoke in his face. He just remembers being afraid, missing his mom and not knowing where he was or where she was. He has no idea how long he was with this group, but he said his adopted parents told him that they had fostered him from the very beginning and started the adoption process very quickly after they took him in. He has to assume on his date of birth, as his mother evidently never came looking for him after she got out. He says he had vague impressions of her, but no real memories other than the vivid ones after she disappeared. According to the Hippies who handed him over to the State, her name was Sunflower. Sunflower what? Just Sunflower. I wonder how she got her mail.

For him, speaking of his birth mother brings up a lot of anger. I can honestly say it does for me as well. I asked if he had ever gone back, looking for her. He said he thought about it once in college and immediately quashed the idea. She threw him away for what? Another stupid protest? Some stupid idea of overturning the Draft and ending the Viet Nam war was more worthy than her own flesh and blood. And he told me the one thing I keep in the forefront of my mind when people ask me about my parents... She is the one who missed out, not him.

I watch these demonstrations. I see the pictures and the videos of children in all of that madness and self-perpetuated hysteria. Every single person who has dragged their innocent children to show them the giant tantrum thrown by grown ups who feel they are entitled to other people's money should lose those children. There are hard working Americans who would love to have a child and would make fantastic parents. Parents who stick around and teach them the value of working hard and earning your retirement. Parents who are adults and not grown up children throwing a fit that would get most kids smacked in the candy aisle of any grocery store. I think they deserve much better than the birth control failure that gave them to selfish, impudent babies who act more immature than the children they are ruining.

Here is my demand of the Occutards, since we all seem to be able to scream and demand shit we shouldn't even begin to believe will ever happen: Give up your children to responsible adults. Then you can continue to be the whining, screaming child everyone has always hated.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Those Who Forget Their History...

2011-10-23T08:46:00.000-05:00

Are doomed to repeat it. So the saying goes. Apparently whoever spoke this first was a Prophet from Delphi, because test scores show that US high school students, 2/3 of them, have no idea about the history of the country they live in. Less than half of all high school seniors have no freakin idea about our system of government.

Oh yes, these precious snowflakes are so very special. So very shortbus special. Dumbasses.

I resented having to spend so much time on US History in school. I mean, hell, we only had 200 years of our Constitution and World history was one year in high school... the whole rest of the world warrants one year of education within our public school curriculum. So not only have we raised generations of idiots about our own country, they're not even really aware that there are other countries on this planet. These are your ugly Americans. These are the folks who go on hiking tours after graduation and aren't really sure which hostile country they are in.

Well done, Public Education. Well done, indeed.

It is important to remember why the Magna Carta was signed by a less than happy King John. It's important to understand Charlemagne and why Mirovingian is more than something out of a Matrix movie. Do you even understand the significance of Mirovince? Do you understand the significance of Salian Francs and how they influenced so many wars in the Dark Ages? Do you have any idea why it's never a good idea to enter into any sort of trade agreement with the Chinese? Have you ever heard of the Boxer Rebellion?

I come from a family of history buffs. We all read books about history, watched documentaries... hell, my younger sister majored in the damned subject. My oldest son knows more about ancient Asian history than most folks they drag onto The History Channel. He is fond of correcting me about vases. But he knows his history. Yes, I do have one child that isn't really sure that there are countries other than the US, but the doubt comes from the fact that she has met people from other countries that aren't Mexico. There is one in every family.

I am reminded of the movie made from Stephen Hawking's A Brief History of Time when people who knew Hawking as a boy and said that the entire family read books at table. They all remarked that family discussions all revolved around books they were reading. I remember being amazed. The table was the one place I was forbidden to read books. We talked. Mostly about stupid day to day things, but we talked. We didn't text, grunt, point or sulk at the table. We would have been cuffed viciously for being so rude.

The reason that made such an impression on me is that the adults and children were all engaged in an educational process without ever realizing it. If you have a question about something you asked and if no one knew the answer, they knew they could find it somewhere. This was in the dark days before Wikipedia and the Startling Truth of the Internet. Yes, we had to go to the library and resort to the research section of the library with the books you couldn't check out. Oh we knew how to make the most of shorthand, and we also knew that we could go off on tangents during the search just as easily as we do now on the internet. We always learned more than we set out to know. And overall, we grew from that knowledge and became more aware of our world.

We are the last of a dying breed. We are people who understand South Africa and its struggles. We know which King Louis built Versailles, why a German king was made Holy Roman Emperor, and who the Merovingians were.

It's also why we know that The US Constitution is unique and precious and the most important document ever created by human beings.

Foreclosure

2011-10-22T08:40:00.000-05:00

I watched an idiot on one of the weekend shows this morning whine about how he should just be given his home back, because he deserved his home. He was sitting there telling a banker that the banks had no right to foreclose on homes because the foreclosures were 100% illegal.

One hundred percent illegal. So why was my house not foreclosed on? Huh?

Oh yeah. that's right, I bought a house I could afford in a neighborhood I was suited for. Typical middle class, that's me. So I've made my mortgage payments to my mortgage holder as I promised to do and so they're happy with me, and even happier in the agreed upon method of my payment which puts me a payment up each year. Yes, this causes re-amortization every once in a while, but they have computer applications that do that, so you just plug in numbers and voila! Your numbers await.

The biggest problem with all of these foreclosures is the same problem with the Occupy Wall Street freaks. They all think they are entitled to something they haven't earned. If you went to college for 6 years to get a masters degree in Bitterness Studies, and then couldn't get a job and then went and somehow managed to get a house based on a non-existent income that you could never pay off even if you were the CEO of those evil corporations, who is at fault? You and the greedy mortgage holder, both of you wanted to earn something from nothing. Neither of you hit the mark or even came close. Both of you need to step back and clear your minds by suck starting a shot gun. Welcome to your entry into the Darwin Awards.

Let me make one thing clear, people with degrees in engineering or nursing are able to make their mortgage payments. Why? Because they got degrees in something that is useful and not made up. If you look at the small print on any Liberal Arts degree it clearly states that you are now useless to the rest of the world, but you still owe a lot of money because you paid them to parrot back communist party line for an A in Bitter Womens Studies. If you had bothered to get a real degree in a real field of study, you would know the wonderful freeing feeling of having a paycheck and the ability to pay back your student loans before trying a small starter home with, perhaps, a good used car. You work, you pay your dues and before you know it you are able to afford the home of your dreams and a fine ride. You are not due these things by the virtue that you breathe the same air as everyone else on the planet.

In fact, I'm pretty sure that being tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail is pretty much all you're "due".

Too bad the tax paying, working people of America who footed the bill for your uselessness on this planet cannot foreclose on your life. Apparently it is still wrong to shoot people in the heads they are refusing to use.

Who Is Eddie Willers

2011-10-16T08:56:00.002-05:00

I think I am finally starting to understand the character of Eddie Willers in Ayn Rand's magnum opus Atlas Shrugged. He is one of my favorite characters in the novel, but I will admit, thirty years after my first reading, I don't understand him any more than I did when I read the first page.

Many folks will say that Eddie is just a support character and he's not there to be understood, but to add some flavor and voice to the novel. If that were true, the preacher would have made final cut of the novel, and he didn't. My argument comes from the fact that Eddie is tied to Dagny from childhood in proximity and outlook on life. They both live for the betterment and growth of Taggart Transcontinental. Eddie is more than the info channel to John Galt. Eddie is an integral part of the main push of the story, and then at the end appears to be nothing more than a footnote.

It's always made me angry that Dagny didn't take him with her as Rearden did with his trusted staff the night Francisco saved his life. I've spent thirty years asking myself, why she didn't and to this day, I do not have a rational answer. I can't imagine why she didn't take Eddie to Galt's Gulch. Nothing in the novel explains why.

Dagny's main flaw is thinking that she can will people to think for themselves, that if they are shown how to think, they will. It's only the trip to Galt's Gulch and her subsequent re-emergence into the ruined world the do-gooders have made that shows her that Dr. Robert Stadler is more right than he is wrong. Eddie knows that he can't will people to think. He gives in to despair, he feels the weight of the Progressive boot on his neck. This is clearly illustrated when Dagny explains her ancestor, Nathaniel Taggart and the troubles he went through to build his intercontinental railroad. Dagny tells about building the important bridge across the Mississippi and how the workers and politicians and other looters conspired to steal his accomplishment and how he worked on the bridge all night by himself, and by the morning had come up with a solution to get his rail across the river without the leeches trying to suck his accomplishment from him.

Eddie understands how important that was to Nathanial Taggart and to Dagny. He watches as Dagny runs Taggart Transcontinental and the John Galt Line. He sees what it takes from her, what they keep taking from her, just to run the railroad. He understands how she is constantly undermined and exactly what she has to do to keep things running. He also does not back off from telling the truth. He lets Jim Taggart know exactly how things are without trying to curry favor or paint over the ugliness of how Jim is running his railroad off a cliff.

Eddie does not possess the strength of the main characters, mentally, but in morals and in sheer appreciation of their efforts, he is more than just some secondary character. He "gets it". He stays with the Comet even after it's stopped. I don't think, as many do, that this is analogous to a captain going down with his ship. That sort of thinking is all wrong in the Objectivist setting.

I think that Eddie was a character that Ayn Rand had no idea what to do with at the end of the novel. He was an obvious hanging thread that somehow had to be re-woven into her tapestry. Eddie was the cheerleader for the greats of the world of Atlas Shrugged. I comprehend this on a very fundamental level. I understand that I will never do anything great myself. I'm not that person. However, I do recognize it in others and I am there when they need help, need encouragement, or just someone to bounce their great ideas on. I've been that my entire life. I may no longer have the ponpoms or the megaphone, but I'm still a pretty good little cheerleader for the people with ability and the ideas to bring them forward.

Eddie and I will be on the sidelines cheering them on.

Fast & Furious

2011-10-15T16:08:00.002-05:00

I've had about enough of the MSM's lame excuses for not covering the Obama Administrations scandals, then comes along Eric Holder's next scandal... selling firearms to Mexican Drug Cartels to "track" them. This little story exploded the night that Federal Border Patrol Agent Brian Terry. He was killed by cartel members with, you guessed it, gun provided by our very government.

As the French say, quelle suprise.

Everyone who has gotten up before Congresscritter Issa's subcommittee has lied about it until faced with documented evidence that they were in it up to their testicles. Every single last one. Up to and including AG Eric Holder. Yes, because the top attorney in the land thinks he is above the law and can lie to congress. If he can lie to Congress, then you know what? So can I.

Eric Holder needs to be fired and disbarred and never, ever allowed near the law again. He has shown himself for the partisan shill he truly is. He gets before the cameras over every single Department of Justice scandal, whining about how he's all about Social Justice.

Really? Is he?

What about the justice for all of the Mexicans killed by those gun you provided, Mr. Holder? What about all the illegal aliens you're always whining and crying over? What about those guns used to shoot them for the fun of the Coyotes they've paid to bring them El Norte? Do you give a flying fuck on a rolling donut about THAT justice? Or do you only care about not prosecuting guilty Black Panther leaders?

What about Brian Terry's family? What kind of justice will they find in your tender care, Mr. Holder? You are the worst kind of shyster I've seen in the legal field, and I spent years working for defense attorneys. Will Brian Terry's family even get a sympathy card from you? Perhaps an explanation of how he was shot with a gun you GAVE to the people he was trying to shut down? YOU GAVE A GUN TO A FOREIGN NATIONAL CRIMINAL, you stupid fuckhead?! What the hell did you think was going to happen, or did you not think that far ahead, you stupid, moronic asshat?

This is my wish for you, Mr. Holder. I hope that for the rest of your meaningless, useless life you have to wake up and realize that your hubris and ignorance have caused the death of hundreds of innocent people. People just trying to get by, live day to day, who just happened to get in the way of the guns you gave to criminals.

I will give you a gun, Mr. Holder. I hope you put it to good use and suck start it.

What's In A Word?

2011-10-14T21:01:00.001-05:00

A friend I've known since we were girls lost a daughter a year ago. I've watched her struggle for understanding and an even keel over the past year, and I must admit, she's doing a fantastic job. She pointed out today, that there is a word for a person who loses a spouse, or children who lose a parent, however, there is no special word to describe a parent who has lost a child. I guess we all figure that everyone will recognize the gaping hole where our hearts were.

It's been almost 11 years since we lost our Iain. But honestly, there is still not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. When I was at my friend's place, a year after "the event" I could say there wasn't an hour that went by. I don't know of another parent who has lost a child that feels any differently regardless of the amount of time since "the event". There simply is not a day that goes by that does not in some way remind you, good or bad, of that hole left in your family.

In the office the other day I was complaining about gaining 10 pounds this past summer of enforced sloth because of the heat and one woman said, "Well, you've had four kids, what did you expect." I didn't even pause to say, "No, I've had five kids." Everyone looked at me, like I'd made the worst mistake a parent can make. So I flippantly said, "We don't get to keep them all". Then I just went back to work and really didn't say much the rest of the day. I even seriously thought about just cutting out and taking a "mental health" moment for myself. Evidently it's OK to mention that you are a widow or an orphan, but it's a faux pas of the utmost magnitude to mention you've lost a child. People can talk about their parents, siblings, any other family member they've lost, however a parent is never again to mention the child that is no longer there.

Hell, some recent conversations have included women talking about children they've given birth to who are in the foster system and their hopes of one day getting them back... That's a rant for another day. They are allowed to talk about their children. I can't even talk about mine around family, especially not around family.

It would be easier if we had a word that described our position in society, like a widow or an orphan. It would make things less awkward. Last week, a person I've considered a friend decided to whip out pictures of her niece's recent stillborn baby. She'd quite forgotten my story and took my ignoring her for the few hours it took me to regain my equanimity in stride. Since no one can see the empty space in our lives left by the loss of a child, I think we need to coin a new word for parents who have lost a child. One that immediately sets us aside from dead baby jokes at work or cocktail parties.

The loss of a child is something I would not wish on another sentient being in this universe. Not even Nancy Legosi would I wish that on. It's something that never, ever goes away and has absolutely nothing to do with the amount of time you spent with them, and everything to do with the love and hopes and dreams you held for them. It has everything to do with expectations for your future wiped out in a split second.

If we had a name, a title, used to explain us to other people, perhaps we would not have to endure the avid curiosity by people who evidently sit and wonder what it feels like to have your entire soul shredded, then stuffed back into your body. Perhaps we would not have people who have never had children tell us they know how we feel because once, while they were at camp, they lost a gerbil. Perhaps, if we are very lucky, we would never, ever again have pictures of dead babies shoved in our faces. People would know and be prepared to deal with us on a polite footing.

Widows get respect, orphans get sympathy. Parents who have lost children get a big fat nothing. No one wants to talk to us when we are dying to talk about our children that we still love. No one wants to hear about how some stupid thing reminded us of our beloved child and how it really brought home our loss. How, years later, we still with the pain and loss alone, because our spouse can't talk about it either, if that spouse is still around.

I think we deserve better that eyes that cut away or a conversation that stills the moment we enter a room. I think we deserve the same respect and sympathy widows and orphans get. Because it doesn't matter how many children you have, you still miss the one you don't.

Sophistry and Other Liberal Word Games

2011-10-09T11:12:00.001-05:00

Sophistry: subtly deceptive reasoning or argumentation

Good morning cats and kittens. It's a rainy Sunday morning, so let's take out our dictionaries and begin to whittle down what is... is.

As I have posted many times before, and written an entire book about, Liberals love to mess with language. They try to make words like diversity mean unity and tea party mean Hitler Youth Meeting. If we bother, for just a second, to remember that words have a real meaning, a root from where they stem, we can easily deconstruct any Liberal argument that strays from their usual stomping, screaming and plugging their ears. Of course, as we all know, their ultimate trumps cards of RACIST! and LALALALA I'M NOT LISTENING TO YOU! are not really arguments or true rebuttals, but temper tantrums thrown by people who refused to develop emotionally past kindergarten.

In a recent Klavan & Whittle episode on PJTV they guys discussed of all things... the General Welfare statement in the preamble of the Constitution. With that they discussed the Interstate Commerce Clause of the constitution, which reads: "To regulate Commerce with foreign Nations, and among the several States, and with the Indian Tribes".

Yeah, that is IT. Now, as to the mad power grab of Obamacare, ask yourself these questions, are you a foreign nation? Are you a State? Are you an Indian Tribe? If the answer to any of these is no, then Congress has NO RIGHT WHATSOEVER to make you buy health insurance. However, if you are a Native American or those who love to claim they have some Indian Blood when it comes to casinos, then perhaps they do have that right. Do you feel me?

The framers of our Constitution figured that we would not stand for the Government trying to regulate our lives and we would stand up and vote the people who tried to do that out of power. We showed, them, right? Boy are we some lazy, stupid mofos. I blame hippies. You are free to blame whomever you like if you have voted in all elections for which you were able. If you didn't vote, STFU and swallow the damned pill you made possible.

Everytime Congress whips out the Commerce Clause, we should all be on the steps of the Capitol Building with our Clue by Fours to show them that words have meaning. They cannot and will not tell ME what to do with my money, tell me how to earn it, or who the hell I should give it to. You want my money Nancy Legosi, come fight me for it, because I can guarantee, she ain't gonna fight for it. She'll either send goons to seize it try to guilt me into handing it over. Neither tactic will work, because just like the Conquitadores of old, I will smash you with superior ideas and turning your rules back on you. That's possibly the most fun game God ever created.

So bring on your diversity, your General Welfare, your power grabs and affirmative action, Title IX, student loans and all of the other liberal semantic boondoggles you have for giving people who have not earned anything something they don't deserve. Then perhaps voters will wake up and realize that their congress critters have jobs they have not earned, do not deserve and should, in fact, be booted from.

I dare ya!

Requiem For An Entrepreneur

2011-10-08T08:22:00.000-05:00

Steve Jobs died this week. And, while I was not an Apple fanatic, and the only Apple products I've ever purchased were iPods, I will miss this one man more than any other of my life time. Just because I wasn't an Apple fanatic does not mean I was not a fan. I was a huge fan of their company from the very first Apple PC put on the market. A machine on which I practiced my mad computer skillz, as a teenager, I might add.

Yes, I switched to PCs because they were cheaper and gave me more of a challenge than the Apple. With the advent of the Macintosh, I predicted that now, every idiot would own a computer. I used DOS based OS and programs until I was dragged, kicking and screaming into a GUI environment in 1996. For those who can read words on a monitor screen and therefore put "good computer skills" on their resumes, GUI stands for Graphical User Interface, a technology originally developed by Xerox, and Steve Jobs saw the beauty of it and capitalized on it with the Mac. Bill Gates did so to a greater degree for a long while with Windows Bob and eventually the programming abortion that was Windows Vista. Don't get me wrong, Bill Gates has kept many folks in business by being so bad. I love Windows all the way to the bank.

Steve Jobs was a guy who saw something that very few men of any age ever see. He created something that people didn't even know they needed, and then couldn't live without. Think about the last man who did that. You'll have to head back 100 years to Henry Ford. Disagree? People had horses and carriages. Of what possible use could a car be? Ask yourself that as you sit in the drive-thru at Starbucks, my friend.

The rest of the people in my family use Macs, iPhones, iPods, iPads, ad infinitum. I encourage this because A) I don't know how to work on Apples, and; B) I've yet to have one single person ask me to fix their Apple product. Talk about robust. Their OS are beautiful simplicity. In fact, they are so simple they are single-handedly responsible for half the morons you run into on the Intarweb. See the picture, click twice on the pretty picture, now go play! Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak made this possible. Yeah, I invoked Woz. Because I love him, even though he's a hippie. He's one of the two Hippies on the planet that I adore unreservedly. Steve Jobs didn't do it alone, Woz was there. Woz was and is not Steve Jobs. He didn't have the drive or clarity of vision that Jobs had.

Oh snap! I realize I just described Jobs as a dick according to the Gospel of Guy Ritchie. Well, since I don't have a Desert Eagle .50 anywhere on my person, presently, I had better crack on.

I've read so many news stories, tributes, eulogies, etc.,. The one that got me was the one Yaron Brook wrote. Well done, indeed, Mr. Jobs. In the past 100 years, since the days of Henry Ford, we have not seen your like. It is with infinite sadness that I must face a future in which your type of vision and leadership are not only discouraged, but punished. It sickens me to depths of my being that someone less worthy of you will be at the helm of Apple and it will possibly, never again, wow us with the things that you created, marketed and sold to the delight of all of us.

I am about to head off to the Apple Store to buy the last two iPods I will ever purchase. I've been purchasing iPods from the Apple Store directly for the past six or seven years. Thanks to the flighty ways of teenaged girls, I have bought more than my "fair share" of them. I go to the Apple Store directly because I always try to cut out the middle man as much as possible and I like to get engraving on the iPod to personalize it, as the person in Baltimore carrying an Apple Green iPod with my daughter's name on it can testify. Enjoy it while you can, brother, because I see a bright future for you in the Penitentiary or City Morgue. I pray they find my daughter's iPod in your hand, along with all of her other stuff, including her Bible, that you stole. Suffer well, asshat.

I would not have been able to even have that last rant if not for Steve Jobs. Thanks, man.

Rick Perry And Being Heartless

2011-10-01T09:25:00.000-05:00

There is a scene in the early Part 1 of Atlas Shrugged in which Jim Taggart tries to pillory his sister Dagny for his perceived lack of compassion. He says:

"Other people are human. They're sensitive. They can't devote their whole life to metals and engines. You're lucky -- you've never had any feelings. You've never felt anything at all ."

Dagny looks back at her brother and tries to decipher the essence of his being to try to connect and understand him, but fails. She just tells him that he must be right, she's never felt anything at all.

And I think back to Rick Perry's disastrous debate question on the giving of instate tuition to illegal aliens. He tried to explain that better, and in fact, just made it worse this past week. He said that those who do not want to educate these law breakers are heartless.

Yes, Mr. Perry, I guess I am heartless.

I also don't see the point of educating prisoners. Why should they get a free education on my dime when I'm scurrying to find every possibility of offsetting the cost of my youngest going to college? So forgive me for not wanting to supplement the education of people who should not be here in the first place. Brought over by parents to birth that one anchor baby to hold them all here, I don't care. If a student from Nigeria is disallowed in-state tuition because they did everything right and applied to a school, got accepted, got the necessary paperwork and visas then why in hell would you give it to a person who is BREAKING THE DAMNED LAWS OR OUR NATION?

Are you feeling me, Mr Perry? Because this is the way MOST Texas and most Legal Americans feel about your "heartless" remark.

It is not my duty to make sure the child of someone else is educated. It is my DUTY, if I know my child is educable, to make sure MY CHILD gets that education. My sense of obligation stretches to those that I consider mine and I do disagree with Mr. Donne aggressively because I do believe that I am an island. Truly, the loss of my life will impact no one but those I consider mine, so my orbit of influence only goes that far. I don't expect anyone but me to provide for those I consider mine. I sure as hell don't want to be paying for yours, too.

So, taking Mr. Perry's stance to the next logical step, if, once those illegals are given an education, where will they work? They are here illegally and cannot be legally hired by anyone. Making their furtherance of education sort of wasted, wouldn't you think? Or, are you thinking that we should pay for these law breakers to get free educations here so they can go back to Mexico and make a go of it there? By all means, put all of your money in backing that horse. Just don't expect me to accept the odds and pool in with you.

So, yes, I am heartless because I don't want illegal aliens given a free education, at any level. Stop dangling this carrot as well as the auto-citizen carrot in front of them and they WILL stop coming. If this makes me heartless, if this shows that I've never felt anything, then so be it. The people who know better are the only people whose opinion of me matters anyway.

But, it certainly does make it easier to rally for Herman Cain in Texas.

Perception as Everything

2011-10-01T08:19:00.001-05:00

My last post was about a friend of mine that I only know online. I, personally, think he's a very bright, nice guy. I like him. This morning he was a little (read greatly) displeased with me because of my blog post. Ok, I can understand that. The things I wrote about him are in no way flattering to anyone. But I had hoped that I had gotten my point across that the guy is struggling with this.

I spoke with him at length and he finally got it. The light came on and he realized that he was buying into the Liberal lie that he was racist just because he didn't like something about a person who was not white. Bingo, young man!

This brings to mind the latest bon mot from Janine Garofalo. I love her, as her stupidity has made her comedy gold. Apparently, the ONLY reason I would want to elect Herman Cain as POTUS is because I am guiltily trying to hide my inherent racism. Inherent because I am conservative in my political views. It could not possibly be because he's lived his entire adult life in the business sector, and knows how jobs are really created. It could not possibly be because I've listened to his 999 Plan and like what I hear. It could not possibly be because I like the way the man talks straight and not all crab ways like career politicians do.

No. Could not possibly be that at all. It HAS to be because I am the most racist, vile person on the face of the earth trying to hide my shame behind hiring a black man.

So, Janine, answer me this... why didn't I vote for Obama?

When Ms. Garofalo can answer that question, perhaps her mind will explode and I will lose most of the derisive laughter aimed at Proggies in the past decade.

But there is always Sean Penn!

Identity Politics

2011-09-29T06:16:00.001-05:00

I have been up this morning chatting with an online friend who is suffering from insomnia. He's 27, has a college degree and despairs of ever finding a decent paying job. Forget paying off college loans at this point, he's just trying to stay in Top Ramen.

This friend of mine is one that I hang on to, because he tends to rub folks the wrong way. Yes, worse than I do. Impossible to believe, and despite what my detractors say, is possible. Why? Because many of the things he says are flat out racist. More than once I've had to walk away from our conversations because I simply could not stand to read the words he was spewing. Unlike other of our contemporaries, I refused to ignore him. Because I have faith that he can see the light of the wrongness of his clinging to emotional crap like this.

He will try to justify his statements by saying he grew up in a racist home. Big deal. My mother was a psycho hippie who couldn't tell the truth with a gun to her head. I am neither, by conscious choice and determination to never be anything I abhor. Your dad drank and beat your mom? I guess that makes it OK if YOU do it then, because dear old dad did it, too.

The fallacy of this is too obvious.

You decide whether or not you are going to be racist or drink alcohol or smoke cigarettes or an abuser of people. No one makes that decision for you BUT you. I know too many people who grew up in alcoholic, abusive homes who do neither because they chose not to live that way to think otherwise. You can try to justify or rationalize, but we all know that is just lying to yourself and others. If you are racist it's because you want to be.

If you are held up, your wallet demanded at the point of a gun or a knife, what does the color of the thief's skin matter? At the end of the day you're still without your wallet. Does it matter where he came from or whether or not his melanin concentrates?

I've said before that welfare recipients are a bunch of lazy, no-good leeches who should be kicked to the curb. I've been called racist for this outlook. When you find the racism inherent in the above sentence, let me know. I've got a cup of coffee and some toast, I can wait.

You see, there is nothing racist in the sentence as I have written it. If there is any racism, it's in your perception of welfare recipients, not anything that I have said. It says more about your than I think you would want publicly known.

So stop making excuses. Stop trying to justify or rationalize something that is emotional and irrational to begin with. Identity Politics is the worst kind of racism. It's what W called the bigotry of low expectations. And, that's a whole other blog...

Protection Money

2011-09-24T07:05:00.000-05:00

In the current administration the term "Protection Money" has taken on all of the innuendo and criminality of the Chicago Type Tactics Obama and his thugs employ on a regular basis.

That's a nice guitar factory you've got there, it'd be a shame if anything happened to it.

It begs the question who or what genuinely deserve protection from predation.

Children, of course, but what, after that?

The murder of Kelly Thomas, a homeless, mentally ill man, brought this to the forefront of my attention this morning. Kelly Thomas was murdered by policemen who beat him, hospitalized him where his injuries later killed him. How can I say this? There is video attribution and no way any of those involved can even carry the hint of a hope of getting out of this unscathed. The folks at ReasonTV were kind enough to share.

There are many who think I am a wretched harpie, straight from the 10th level of hell who feels absolutely nothing for anyone. I have to laugh because it shows how little they know of me at all. I'm all for every able bodied and minded individual providing for themselves. Just because you're in wheelchair doesn't mean you get anything special. You get the same as everyone else. Some of the best employees and workers I've ever known were not folks who could even walk out to their cars unassisted after their shift.

Conversely, some of the laziest pieces of crap I've ever witnessed were perfectly capable of playing pro football any day of the week. This is what pisses me off.

Able minded... What, exactly does that mean?

I despise the term "mental illness". Why? Because it's a euphemism used to cover up something that someone feels is shameful. We say it in the same way we say molestation or incest, like it's something dirty. I don't use that term in the same way I refuse to say or even listen to anyone who says the N-word.

The truth of it is most perceived mental problems are chemical imbalances in the brain. That is why most people, when first diagnosed, feel so much better on their medications. However, our knowledge of these imbalances is imperfect, so most of the medications don't work for long and so begins a round-robin of meds, mixing, matching and making people feel like zombies. So they go off their meds. And usually end up on the street. Because, as much as the liberals piss and moan about the treatment of those with organic brain diseases, I don't see any of them opening up more mental/behavioral hospitals to help them. If they could raise half as much money for the treatment of mental illness (ugh) as they do for the snail darter or iceberg stranded polar bears, we could have this beat within a decade.

But they, who decry any stigma to anything, still hold truly organic brain disease as a stigma. They'd much rather try to "cure" the sociopath or kid who chews his fingernails... they are all bent on modifying or manipulating your behavior than they are on honestly researching and treating those who are truly ill. Find a psycho or sociopath? Shoot them, they cannot be cured and will always be predators and never, ever reform, because they don't think they've done anything that hurt them, and they are the only ones who matter. Period, end of story. Just like Pedophiles. And don't misunderstand. Don't for one moment think I don't understand these types of personality disorders. I understand them perfectly and thus I can say with all authority that the best thing to be done is to put a bullet in their brain, bury and forget them. They will never, ever be anything better than what they are. Their entire self-identity is mired in malignant narcissism and you don't matter, no matter how badly you wish you made a difference in their life. They will only take YOU down with them.

I believe people who have organic brain disorders should be protected. I believe that the bi-polar, the depressed, the schizophrenic should be protected because in almost every case, they cannot or will not protect themselves because of the chemical mis-firings going on in their heads. I wish they would all take their meds, but we cannot force them to do so. Even though their refusal comes from a disorganized thought process, we cannot hold them down and force chemicals down their throats, even though it would make them better. However, I don't think leaving them to live on the streets in squalor and predation is the answer if they choose to not take their meds. If they refuse meds then I think they should be institutionalized, if only to protect the rest of us from the things they do because of their imbalances.

Think of it, no more insanity pleas, because if you plead insanity, then refuse to take meds, you're locked up for the rest of your life, regardless of what any jury might say. So take your meds and stand trial, or try to fake it and still end up locked up.

Mental illness (ugh) does not mean you're crazy. Thinking that it does is, however. Crazy is making the same mistake over and over again, expecting a different outcome each time. And that, my Gentle Reader, is the state of the Psychiatric/Psychological game today. We can cure organic brain disorders, however, we will never cure crazy.

L'Immigra

2011-09-23T20:14:00.000-05:00

During last night's Republican Debate put on by Google and FoxNews Channel, Rick Perry lost quite a bit of face on the immigration problem. I got into a spirited debate with a very kind host, Matt Braynard, who opened a channel on Facebook for interested parties. He thinks that I am insufferable and I think he's just not thinking the whole thing through. We built a bridge and got over it. It's what reasonable people do rather than scorched earth, which has it's place, but not with like-minded people.

Rick Perry has not problem with subsidising the children of illegal aliens at State sponsored colleges. I, like Rick Santorum, believe that if you were brought here by your law breaking parents, perhaps you should earn your way through college on your own damned dime. Unfortunately, not enough illegal aliens think college or education is something their children should be striving for, so this is not a huge deal in Texas.

I also don't believe that the sole virtue of your mother treading across the Rio Grande to squirt your out at the door of the ER at a hospital in McAllen, Texas gives you the privilege of being and American Citizen.

The reason Matt and I got into a spirited debate was over Perry's misguided idea that a 1200 mile long fence along the Texas/Mexico border is a good idea that will work. I pointed out that it didn't work so well for the Russians/East Germans. He said that it worked exactly as it was intended, to keep the people in. I countered that that was only half of its intention, the other half was to keep the idea of freedom out. And on that platform it failed utterly, as is evidenced by the fact that the wall can only now be seen in little bottles or in museums and that Germany is no longer east and west, but whole.

I think, that at that point he may have uttered a slur as to my actual IQ, but I asked him to check his premise of the wall "working". Let me 'splain.

Bill Whittle illustrated the idea thus:

Every single year, hundreds of people in Cuba find rafts, inner tubes, leaky boats, rubber ducks, ANYTHING, and head to America, hoping to make Feet Dry somewhere in the Florida Keys. In the entire history of Cuba being ruled by a tyrannical Marxist dictator, how many people loaded into leaky boats, rafts, inner tubes heading INTO Cuba? Exactly none. Zero percent. Nada. Niente. Zilch. Nunca. Big fat goose egg. NONE!

How much American music and books on capitalism and freedom are smuggled into Cuba each year? Truck loads. How many books and Cuban artistry are smuggled out of Cuba each year, discounting cigars and Che t-shirts, that no one in Cuba wears anyway because no one but stupid Liberal Asshats would ever celebrate a mass murdering fucktard? None.

East Berlin built the wall because they knew, given the choice, human being will choose freedom of opportunity every single time. They also know, given the choice, shiftless, sociopathic fucks will choose to stay within a tyrannical system that rewards their idiocy one hundred percent of the time. They built the wall to keep people in to terrorize and exploit, and to keep the ideas of freedom and true democracy out. They were able to the former only merely adequate (people got out by the hundreds and thousands), and the latter not at all.

So building a wall to keep the Mexicans from the freedoms and opportunities in the US is a waste of money and time. Instead, welcome them in. Make welfare of any time contingent on citizenship. Make citizenship easy by demanding a bond on entry to the country to work. The bond will be put forth to cover the costs of the bureaucracy necessary to keep track of things. Once you are here you work, you provide proof of employment and pay. All taxes will be payable on demand. Once you've been here, say, three years, prove you've worked every single day possible, not committed any crimes, not even so much as a parking ticket, can speak English fluently, you will then take the citizenship exam, and if you pass, BAM, new citizen.

However, if you don't work, try to skate by, take up a life of crime, you will be immediately jailed for the rest of your life with no hope of parole OR you can be bussed back to Ciudad Juarez or Matarmoros to be repatriated. If you are found again in America without travel documents you can and will be shot on identification.

Your children will not be automatic citizens. You will not receive food stamps, WIC, housing or Medicaid. However, you can all be bussed back to Mexico on the money we confiscate from you and your household. Your children will not sit in my schools, born in the country, receiving bi-lingual education because you refuse to assimilate.

Come and work. Be successful, be a citizen. Be Productive. Or don't. It's really no skin off my nose, but I won't be supporting you and your family while you live here, sucking off my paycheck.

Want to read the most scathing indictment of non-assimilation? Thaddeus Russell's A Renegade History of the US is once shining example of why assimilation works and why it must work.

Be an American. But, if you choose to be Mexican, then be that in Mexico, because we fought a war to get away from your country. We'll fight and win again to keep you on your side, and I don't see any Santa Ana's on your side of the river, Amigo. However, I do see a Governor here who understands our rights as a state and as a once sovereign nation. I see a state that volunteers more of her sons and daughters than any other state in the Union to the armed forces.

What don't I see? I don't see a fence keeping you from legally obtaining the opportunity to succeed in this nation. The key word being legal. Keep that in mind.

Falling Down

2011-09-23T18:28:00.000-05:00

I have just read a post on BigGovernment by Brad Schaeffer. It's about a friend of his who willingly gives money to his deadbeat sibling because he can. And for obviously the need he has to help out someone less fortunate than himself.

This is a mystery to me and obvious some deep failing within my character because I don't just "get" why he does it. If I had given over $300k to a sibling over a ten year period and they came to me demanding more, then tell me that I'm selfish for not giving them more, when they have shown no evidence of ever doing anything for themselves... I would let them fall into destitution and live on the streets before I gave them one more dime.

I will never be held hostage, again, by my virtue or ability. It's a form of emotional slavery and abhorrent to any rational person.

I think my sister put it best, just this morning:

Why, after making stupid mistakes and really poor life choices (like dropping out of school, breeding kids they can't feed or taking drugs) are these idiots "entitled" to pick my pocket to pay for their welfare? Meanwhile, I have to try to pay for my own family's well being and pay my bills after Uncle Sammy plays Robinhood with my paycheck. WTF?

They believe they are entitled to whatever they want by the virtue of their need for whatever strikes their fancy. They don't have to work for it, earn it or eve deserve it, all they have to do is say they need it and we're all supposed to jump up and hand it to them or we're mean, selfish SOBs.

Yeah?

Let your need get it for you, Buddy. Let me know how that works out for you. Because you are off my gravy train. The virtue of my ability to earn a living so that I can get the things I really need and then the things I want, will never, EVER fall victim to your whining, sniveling attempts to steal what you have not earned.

Go stand in a soup line and STFU. Nobody gave you a chance? A chance to what? Sit on your ass watching TV or playing video games all day AND earn a living doing it? Nobody gets that chance Asshat, accept it and move on, keep the line moving. Stop your damned whining before you get punched in that useless head you refuse to use.

Mr Schaeffer's friend need not feel guilty if he decides to cut off the parasitic appendage that screams family when it suits her. He's done this bit for charity and perhaps will figure out it's easier to just donate the money to a worthy charity, perhaps one that expects the people it helps to be useful members of society. At least you're just an anonymous donor and no one will come screaming at your that you need to give them more because they refuse to provide for themselves.

You want to know what makes me truly angry about the story? Because of people exactly like the sister described, I will never help just one person who "needs" it. I will steer them to a charity to which I donate that I know can and will help. Why? Because once I've taught you to fish, I don't want to be handing you bait for the rest of your life, either.

I've had it with baby mommas, baby daddys, old people, young people, lazy people, clueless retards, demanding a piece of my pie. I made the damned pie, it's all mine and no one deserves one atom of it except for me and those I deem worthy enough to eat it. If you have in no way assisted me in making that pie, piss off. I'm getting my eating clothes on.

Mean and Cruel Hearted

2011-09-18T09:42:00.000-05:00

I have been described thus. Even by people who say they love me. Evidently I lack the stupidity gene that turns on for every sob story I hear. I think there is a Telethon. I've not cared enough to investigate.

We, here in Texas, have had the driest summer on record in contemporary memory. We have had brush and wild fires the likes of California and Wyoming and Montana see during dry spells. However, Texas, being a large state, also has large wild fires. Some have been burning out of control for weeks, new ones start up each day.

Last night it rained here in Central Texas. My neighbors joined me in an impromptu dance and Whoop-di-do in our front yards. We all swore we'd come out and dance in the rain when it finally happened, and we kept that promise we made on July 3rd, the last time it rained here. As happy as I was for the rain, I dreaded what else comes with it, lightning. We're do dry here that even the amount of rain we received would not have stopped wild fires started by lightning strikes. It happened in Florida a few years back, it could just as easily happen here.

In the past week my husband has obsessively watched videos and news reports coming from the Bastrop area, near Austin about the large wildfire still burning out of control there. Hey, even nerds have to have a hobby, right? He's been eager to show me every minute of film he finds or share with me every tedious tidbit of trivia he hears or sees. It's like having an eight year old drone on and on about a bike ride down to the creek where they found the biggest bull frog in the world. I love him, but his Asperger's like fascination with minutia can be trying on the patience. Trust me, Job would have succumbed.

One story stuck out to me, however. It was one man's home not burning down, surrounded by many that did. The man had overhead pictures of before and after, Thank you Google Earth, I Guess... People had moved into his area from California or something and decided to allow the cedar trees which are abundant in the area to grow right up to the houses and not clean up the brush and underbrush on their properties... get this, to allow the wildlife somewhere to hangout. Give me just the tiniest bit of help here... you buy a ridiculously expensive house, allow Mother Nature to abut said overpriced real estate, then piss and moan when it all burns down, and then rail at the man whose house remained untouched because he kept his property properly maintained all so you could try to connect with a racoon?

I say this with all due respect, but are you out of your flippin' mind?

It puts me in mind of a news story I read years back about a California company who bought a strip mall and then proceeded to tell tenants that they could not put down pesticides but rather had to entice ants and roaches to leave the building on their own. After a couple of restaurants got shut down for health violations and moved because of the ridiculous lease requirements, the California company cut their losses and sold out to a Texas Company. I really wish I could remember where I read this story. I know it was online and may have even been the Statesman paper, but since I can't even pin down the year I read it, I can't find it in any of my searches.

This is what really chaps my ass, though. Those property owners who made their own misery were the first in line when FEMA hit the Austin area. They were lined up complaining about the guy whose house didn't burn down... because it was just so unfair that he wasn't suffering as they were. Yeah... he was smarter than you were, the bastard. Guess you'd better regulate that, too. We'll refer to it as the Moratorium on Brains, in fine Randian fashion. How does it feel to be part of a prophecy, as most people are now referring to Atlas Shrugged? Bet you feel special now, as you never did at any other time in your useless lives.

I think back to the horrible brush fires in California a few years back. They happened just as my youngest son was home from a deployment and had reached Camp Pendleton. I was worried out of my mind with thoughts of him having to fight fires. He had to help with families that had been evacuated from their homes on base and dealt with getting them to where they were supposed to be. I did not rest assured until those fires were under control. And they were under control on Camp Pendleton well before they were in the surrounding California areas. Why? Because Sierra Club can't tell them to leave dangerous undergrowth and overgrown brush alone so the racoons have somewhere to smoke cigarettes and play pool.

There is a word called Conservation. It means something you granola eating, tree hugging, mindless zombies. Look it up and it will do more to "save nature" than any of your stupid ideas about spooning with a grizzly bear. Letting the world burn because you're stupid is not a goal you should list on your resume, in the event you freaks ever look for a job.

Dumb asses.

Is Marriage For White People?

2011-09-17T07:38:00.000-05:00

This was a segment on HLN. Now, if I had written a blog post asking this same question I would have (once again) been called racist. Yet, because it's on a network targeted for blacks, this is not racist. Don't ask me why, but contemporary wisdom tells us this is so.

This resonated with me because I have been thinking, since the last Jayne Ann Krentz book came out, about family and the foundations of Western Civilization. In the Roman Empire there was nothing more important than the family bond. The Emperor Augustus decreed that there was nothing so sacred as the family. Marriage was encouraged and it was the duty of every woman to produce more Roman Citizens while her husband was off increasing the size of the empire. Marriage was easy to enter into, nearly impossible to get out of.

The author Jayne Ann Krentz has created a world in which, due to being stranded on a planet with no hope of ever getting back to earth, early colonial leaders set up strict laws regarding the sanctity of the family and marriage laws that made divorce nearly impossible and onerously expensive. It caused a whole niche enterprise of matchmakers. Since marriage was such an awesome responsibility and you were quite stuck with that person for the rest of your lives, it was not something entered into lightly. Familial pressure to marry and reproduce made a good match desirable and so match makers held the reins in that society.

Most of us, in our fault-free divorce society cringe at the very thought. However, I present the thought that if our laws were the same, that perhaps all of us may not giggle at the words "starter marriage" or shrug off single parenting. You may well ask about such things in a society as I have mentioned. It's easy, in Ms. Krentz's world, there are things called "marriage of convenience" where people live together, try it on, and if things don't work out, no harm, no foul. Unless a child is conceived, then it's automatically made into the permanent type marriage from which there is no escape. Children outside the bounds of marriage are a rarity, but loved just as well and taken care of within the extended family unit. The parents involved might experience societal sanction, but the children don't. Which, is as it should be. They only time the parents are not forced to marry is when one of them already IS married.

I like the idea. I like it very much. Why? Because marriage is an extremely important state and should never, ever be entered in to without much thought and consideration for the future. Let me show you why.

In today's society men are off scott free when it comes to sowing their seeds far and wide. Unless the mother collects welfare and the state seeks him out for support, they can basically knock up any woman they sleep with and suffer no harm or responsibility ever. In the type of society that I've been reading about, men, because they know they will be truly leg shackled if they shoot and scoot, tend to be more discriminating in their partners and careful to protect themselves in a sexual situation. They'll put on that little raincoat because they just want to get off, not married to whatever they picked up in the bar.

In our society, women bear the entire responsibility for birth control. Men only wear the condom to prevent spread of disease, not to prevent conception. The idea of keeping it in their pants never crosses their minds. With no more stigma to unwed motherhood, women feel perfectly free to have unprotected sex, as many babies as the welfare system will allow them to have, because, let's face it, if you are not responsible with your reproductive organs, why would you be responsible about anything else, up to and including the products of those many fevered matings in the bathroom stall at the nightclub?

Marriage is something that should be given the gravest of contemplation. Today people marry, figuring that if it doesn't work out, then hey, they'll just get a divorce. It's no-fault for a reason, right?

When you know that the person is the same person you will be waking up next to, facing over the breakfast table for the rest of your life, with no chance of escape except for the death of one of you, then maybe, just maybe, the state will be given more thought than what is put in to which cell phone you want to upgrade to next chance. And let's face it, today, marriage is rarely given that much thought, because it's easier to get out of than your cell phone contract.

And the silliest of all reasons to marry is love, or what people think of as love. Love is four letter word. Love is rare and rarely experienced at an early age in the maturity necessary for making a go of it for your eternity. If you doubt me, read I Corinthians 13. I think St. Paul said it best. He knew it had nothing to do with the color of one's skin.

I Never Believed

2011-09-12T06:56:00.000-05:00

For the past couple of years I've run into new conservatives and born-again conservatives. I smile, listen to their "testimony" and agree on all their particular points. But I can't really understand them. I've never partaken of the Liberal Kool-Aid that is necessary for a total denial of reality. I've smoked pot, dropped acid, popped pills, drank like a sailor on 24 hours liberty, but I have never, ever denied reality. I knew from these experiences that reality was always waiting on the other side for me, and more than likely just a little pissed off at having to chase me down.

In spite of my faith I have remained an Objectivist, despite all efforts to "reason" my "mythological delusion" away.

You look at the previous paragraphs and you have to scratch your head, right? Not at all. Religion has never, ever asked me to deny reality, whereas drugs and Progressive Liberalism demand that you do so. Liberals tell you to have no faith in anyone, save The Government, which is them. Many think that the tenets of the Judeo-Christian ethic demand sacrifice. I've read the Bible, and searched within myself and I believe I still serve God with my form of service that satisfies me and still helps others. The Church and I agree to disagree on my sacrificing for the sake of sacrifice. We've agreed to disagree on a great many things so that I can continue to teach children why Catholics do the things they do. That is my service and I'm damned good at it. In the past 8 years I've seen exactly one altar server that has not gone through my classroom. It tells me that they may not always understand when I tell them, but it resonates later in their minds. That is the hallmark of a good teacher.

I've always believed in God and the whole Jesus "thing". Never doubted, not once. That is within me so deeply that fire cannot burn it out. Fellow Objectivists have slowly learned that it's best not to come at me on the subject. They believe that I'm suffering a delusion and I just feel sorry for them. Like, I said, we've agreed to disagree. I've also always believed that God helps those who help themselves. Because frankly, if you don't help you, why should I? That has been the hallmark of my life. It's the whole "Avenge me mine enemies" parable writ large.

The things I have never, ever believed in were that there is no free lunch, no one is just waiting in the wings to save me from myself and no one will ever help me but me. I rely on myself and don't expect my neighbor or anyone else to come pick me up from a mess I've made myself. Have I asked for help? Yes. I cannot do everything by myself. Have I made a habit of getting myself into things I can't get out of? No. I learn from my mistakes and try to never repeat them... well, with the exception of reading books that people I know recommend when I know we don't like the same thing in books at all. Hope springs eternal even in my jaded mind.

I don't think that the Government can live my life better than I can or make decisions for me better than I can. I don't believe that anyone else has the right to make decisions for me. I don't believe anyone on this planet has my best interests at heart. My husband and family care if I am happy, but no one else is going out of their way to make sure I am happy. Proof of this? The number of stupid people on the roads at any given moment. Exhibit A.

Oh, I can fake it. I can appear concerned. However, I honestly don't care about your wardrobe, what you use on your lawn or whether or not your spawn will get into community college or how you will pay for it all. I am concerned about me and what is happening in my life. Because if I'm not happy, many other people will not be happy, and so on and so on.

I have never believed that by holding someone's hand and singing Kumbyah that I could change the world in some great Utopia. I don't believe in Utopia. I don't believe that by not believing in Utopia that I believe in Dystopia. I don't believe the world goes to hell when humans are allowed to fully express their free will and enjoy the fruits or suffer the follies of it. I believe in paying the worth of something while still holding on to your own wallet. I believe the free market system keeps people honest. I believe the free market system outs the cheaters, looters and hangers on faster than any Senate Committee.

I also believe that government is only the answer when it comes to defense of our country and our borders and that the full power of the Federal Government should be concentrated in that area, not chasing fools across the freakin globe. Make them come to us then shoot them.

The government does not have your best interest at heart. Government is only concerned with shoring up its power base. If you're collateral damage, well, they'll speak well of you at a press conference and move on to the next ballot cattle.

If you believe that is what is true and good in this world, keep drinking the Kool-Aid. I'll have reality, straight up, no chaser.

N'Oubliez Jamais

2011-09-11T07:50:00.000-05:00

The title to this post today means "Never Forget" in French, and was my first thought when I woke up this morning. There will never again be a September 11 where we don't stop for a moment and remember the day that everything changed for this country. No one, who is not American, can possibly understand the horror we all experienced as we watched the most cowardly, heinous attack on our way of life was perpetrated by a handful of so-called Muslims. Most of us knew it for what it was as soon as the second Tower was hit.

I've written before of my memories of that day and will not reiterate them on this tenth anniversary. I will write on the sins of forgetting and forgiving. And, yes, they are sins, because they speak to the cowardice at the very heart of those who wish to condemn and destroy our way of life.

When you hear someone speaking of forgiving the muslims, stop them right there. Until every single Imam in their religion comes out against all acts of violence in the name of their God, we WILL NOT forgive them for teaching and encouraging acts of cowardly terrorism. We will NEVER FORGET that not one, not a single Imam has YET come out in ten long years to condemn the acts of cowardice and childish petulance by Al Quaeda and their ilk.

I will not forgive and I will not forget. I will do my best to make sure it never happens again. I come from Texas, and if you think "Remember the Alamo" is just a cute phrase, think again. People wonder at the rumored tension between Texans and Mexicans. They remember and so do we. We are taught the history of our Nation/State through-out our school years and even in to college where our Constitution is taught to us. Our State Constitution is just our National Constitution amended to show our entrance into the United States. We NEVER FORGET that we were our own nation well before we joined the US.

To this day we have not forgotten our fight for independence or the men lost in that fight. Why do you think that Davy Crockett, Jim Bowie and Travis are still such huge legends, and not just in this state.

There is a certain segment of our own society that wants us to forgive the terrorists and try to understand them better, because they think, they don't know, they just THINK, that maybe they won't hate us if we do. Listen up, Cookie, they are going to kill you in spite of any conciliatory gestures you make because that is ALL they know how to do. They are taught hate from the womb and that is all they know. Hate is not a rational emotion. You cannot deal with people who are irrational. Don't believe me? OK, you try dealing rationally with the screaming 3 year old wanting candy next time you stand in line to get groceries. Let me know how that works out for you.

They will never like us, never try to understand us, so why bother? Exterminate them. That is the ONLY solution. Maybe, after enough have died, someone, somewhere in the Islamic world will be brave enough to stand up and decry terrorism for what it is, a childish lashing out then running behind the skirts of their mother. Terrorists are nothing more than little boys bullying neighborhood kids then running home, crying when the heat is a little too hot. So here's an idea, and yes, I am saying this out loud, and please remember, this is a metaphor. Kill Momma. When your quarry runs to ground, give them no ground to run to. Then, as the Marines say, nuke 'em 'til they glow and shoot 'em in the dark.

For I will never forget. And I will never forgive. That is the business of God, not man.

An Open Letter To Andre Carson

2011-09-01T18:05:00.000-05:00

Dear Andre Carson,

Despite your representation of people of the 7th District of Indiana, and despite the position you think you hold in the world, I would like to point out that you are perhaps, just after Sheila Jackson Lee, one of the biggest fuck-tarded asshats that I have yet seen walk through the hallowed halls of The House.

When you stated that there are people in the TEA Party and in Congress that still want to lynch negroes and burn crosses, you clearly showed that you are just as batshit insane at Rep. Lee, who somehow not only got elected to the Houston City Council, but wears a daishiki or mumu within the House Chamber. And let's face it, you were already on thin ice after accusing people surrounding the Capitol area during the Obamacare debacle of shouting the N-word at you, despite all of the proof refuting your spurious claims. I'm not entirely sure that in your public school education you would have been taught the word spurious and that in your Identity Politics victimhood you know how to read, but you can have someone look it up for you and perhaps explain it to you.

Just to inform you, because for an elected official you appear to be appallingly ignorant of certain facts, it was Democrats who enacted Jim Crow laws, started the KKK and lynched whites and blacks in the South. You're from Indiana, so I expect you're completely ignorant of the atmosphere down here. I'm from Texas and you'd have to travel to deep East Texas where they live like Pioneers to find the kind of crass, entrenched racism of which you speak. And every single swinging dick out there will claim he or she is a Die Hard Democrat. They are poor, ignorant and have no wish to be educated or earn a living. You should be familiar with the type. You know, your ballot cattle in the Projects that you drag out for photo ops during an election cycle, then forget about as soon as your ass is back in DC.

However, I digress...

Since you are a Yankee, and dumber than a bag of hair, I feel it incumbent upon me to point out that I don't know a single TEA Party member who tolerates, much less embraces, bigotry of any kind. No, wait, we do discriminate against the stupid, and that may be what is confusing you. In fact, I think I may have a solution for you and your ilk (an ilk is a like minded person, not a big deer, again, have someone look it up for you. I think that you all should come on down to Texas, visit East Texas and experience Longview and Jasper as only black people can. Then you will know true racism. Stupid hatred based on nothing whatsoever. Kind of like your hatred for the TEA Party. Perhaps when some of these fine, upstanding, white Democrats drag you behind their pick up truck for fun, you can explain to them how you are just trying to help them by promising them shit they don't deserve. I'm sure they will stop laughing long enough to listen.

Now, Mr. Carson, not that I am doubting you had an education, I am sure you attended a public school and perhaps got some type of affirmative action boost into college, because we all know, you're too stupid to get into college on anything resembling merit. It has nothing to do with the color of your skin, as your instructors came to discover, but everything to do with your inability to think for yourself. You passed only because you could parrot back the party line of the progressive liberal professors you had and thus you were spewed out into the world no more educated than when you left your Indiana Head Start program. Now you sit as a Representative of the People of Indiana and yet I can see Nancy Pelosi's hand up your ass whenever you open your mouth. I guess your voters never wonder about that when you're on the stump, eh?

I think what you need is a real job, Mr. Carson. Perhaps when you are expected to produce real results and not pie in the sky ideas and stupid ideals and intentions, you might understand what the TEA Party is all about.

Because with the exception of the CBC and a can of cling peaches, everyone knows the TEA Partiers want to see less of you and more jobs and opportunities, less taxes and more spending cuts for crap that doesn't matter. Which reminds me, you don't matter, so thus your salary and pension should be first to go. Again, nothing to do with your skin color, and everything to do with the fact that you are not the sharpest bowling ball in the closet.

Yours in Christ,

Sev

The Mental Plantation

2011-08-28T08:53:00.000-05:00

If you believe that people of color should only vote for one party, or think any way, with no room whatsoever for dissent, then you are shackled to a mental plantation. If you believe that people in the Arts should be of the same ilk, then you're on that plantation, too.

C. Mason Weaver wrote a book, a couple of years back that helped me identify Identity Politics and recognize it for the evil that it truly is. The fact that he happens to be a black man is incidental. Talk about Truth to Power. The man knows of whence he speaks. I saw him on PJTV in an interview with Sonja Schmidt. The man clearly painted his idea to people of reason who would listen to the logic. He stated quite clearly that blacks are still on a mental plantation and kept there by overseers who will whip them if they dissent or vote other than how they are told by Massah, the DNC being Massah.

I remember watching the interview, slurping my coffee like a hippo with a cleft palate, and thinking, "You, sir, are going to be beaten to death by Black Panther thugs."

I am happy to say I was wrong.

I will have to admit, I've never identified with either political party in this country. I will admit that I am more closely aligned with the GOP of past than I am anything else. Most people would think I am a Libertarian, and most of those people would be wrong. I am for logic and reason. When they create a Vulcan Party, maybe?

The difference between me and a good number of "other" people is that I adhere strictly to logic and reason. I cannot be moved by emotion, pictures of kittens and unicorns. Oh, yeah, they're cute, but will it cause me to make a knee jerk reaction of mock outrage that some would have me make? Nope. Won't happen. Because it's not wise to react to anything with your emotions, and lets face it, that's all the Libs have. "Don't you feel angry about this inequity? Aren't you mad about this exploitation?" The best way to get them to scamper ASAP is to ask a simple question, "What exploitation?"

They can't answer the question because it's premise is non-existent. If you are a business man you are a defacto exploiter. You make your money by exploiting your workers. You couldn't have possibly worked your ass off to build a business that came to employ people who work for an honestly earned wage. You are making a profit, not to enlarge your company and employ more people, but to just make more money so you can go buy hats or something.

This is a jade's trick and unacceptable to the thinking man with an unshackled mind.

Refuse to have your mind shackled. If it means pulling away from people and ideas who would have you automated, then so be it. Better to be alone than enslaved. I am sure the slaves who escaped the plantation, who yearned to be free physically and mentally, would approve.

Joy!

2011-08-27T12:08:00.000-05:00

Joy is defined as the emotion evoked by well-being, success, or good fortune or by the prospect of possessing what one desires.

Now as you sit there picking your nose or eating that sandwich, I want you to think back to the last time you felt that emotion. I have to change laundry loads, I can wait.

Come up with it yet?

I know exactly when I did. Last night as I fell asleep next to the love of my life. My Kindle. Psych, honey, it was YOU! He's so going to make me pay for that, too.

I have been depressed exactly twice in my life and remember both times with remarkable clarity. One was the death of my son, which is completely understandable. The other was the death of my first marriage. The depression was more disgust with myself because I had tried very hard to become what everyone expected of me and did not stay true to myself, all for peace within the family unit, which ultimately made everyone miserable. So it came as a huge surprise to everyone around me when I walked out. My spirit, my innermost being rebelled mightily at being caged in conformity and being someone I was not. Talk about a pressure cooker.

In the book "Atlas Shrugged" Ayn Rand writes of the debut of Dagny Taggart into society. Her mother is amazed by her beautiful daughter, for once being all girly. Dagny is described as being almost radiant in her anticipation of her come out and her mother worries about her daughter who has "such a capacity for joy in a world with so little use for it".

So, when was the last time you felt joy? Last night? Yesterday? Last week? Last Year?

Are you unhappy with your lot in life? Change it. Can it happen overnight? I don't know. It all has to do with how eager you are to free yourself from self- or family imposed expectations of YOUR life. What is it YOU want to do with YOUR life? If you refuse to pick yourself out of it, then why do you expect Momma Gubmint or anyone else to do it for you? The ONLY thing keeping your in your own misery is YOU.

You know what the hardest thing in the world to do is? Throw everyone's expectations about you back in their faces and tell them you are going to do things YOUR way for the betterment of YOU. I know this for a fact. But, I must be true to me and not do things I don't want to do. Oh, I have to work and pay my taxes, but these are things I must do so that I can do those things which I want. I hate shopping, so I do most of it online, even grocery shopping. However, I do have to go out to the shops occasionally, and I do guerrilla actions, strike at night and sink back into the dark when I'm done.

This is one of the hardest concepts our minds must make in this altruistic society. Altruism is the antithesis of joy. Tell me in what alternate reality that destroying yourself for something or someone else is in your rational self-interest? What society demands that you destroy yourself for the betterment of your neighbor? What kind of evil is that and why are we expected to swallow that bitter pill? I won't do it. Yes, just like a three year old faced with the expectation of bathing, I won't do it. Uh-uh, can't make me. However, unlike a three year old, I can rationalize why I won't do it.

It is not with my rational self-interest to do so and doing so would not make me happy, so no, I will NOT sacrifice my joy for your expectation. Hard cheese, indeed, but there it is.

Think about it this way, we are told that we must sacrifice more and more of our money, our freedoms for some person in the ghetto to have a better self-esteem? Why? Is the lazy bum sitting around scratching his ass, watching Jerry Springer while stuffing Cheetohs into his mouth while whining about how he never got a chance and so we owe him a living? Well, get your ass out there and earn his living for him why don't you? I won't. WILL NOT. To put too fine a point on it, I refuse to work myself to death so that cheetoh eating leech can continue to sit on his arse.

Why?

Because I'm too busy fulfilling my own goals and earning my own living to buy the things I want. No one will just hand a chance to me, so I have to work for it, earn it and appreciate it. And each time I do, I get over on the people who expect me to lie down for them.

And that game never gets old.

Inured

2011-08-27T11:10:00.000-05:00

to accustom to accept something undesirable

Like a free mind becoming accustomed to the intellectual slavery of Thought Police and Liberal politics.

I am righteously indignant. It's all part and parcel of my whole Paladin Syndrome, so I accept it and move on. I don't let my indignance slow me or stop me in my tracks. My call is to action, not inaction. I refuse to allow a bunch of elitists to trample on others who are not able to defend themselves or their minds as they ought. Why can't they defend themselves? Because they have accustomed themselves to the undesirable state of slavery. Physical or intellectual, it matters not. They are slaves and as such cannot fight back against their Liberal Oppressors.

My, I do love using their own language to pillory their tactics. You could say it "empowers" me. But really, it just makes me laugh because they don't get it. Ever.

You could say I am a Nemesis, of a sort. Not like the Ancient Greek idea of Nemesis embodied as a Goddess, although, that would be kinda cool, but more like the Guy Ritchie idea of a Nemesis.

Do you know what "nemesis" means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt... me.

I think most people who dislike me would agree with this assessment of my character. And, moreover, they would, for once, be correct.

I have spent my life rebelling against attempts to make me conform to the mould in which people have always wanted to place me. I have tried to conform so as to make others comfortable around me, however, it has always ended in disaster because my nature is such that I cannot stand the bonds of conformity any more than I could withstand shackles on my body.

Let me give you a classic example. Ever since my oldest boy, who is now 25 (or as he puts it, almost 30) started school, I joined the PTA. I spent time at their schools, volunteering, helping out so they could feel secure and that I cared about their lives. I stayed a card carrying member of the PTA until my youngest, who is now 17 (or as she puts it, almost 20) went into Middle School. At that point I had had it with the bake sales, carnivals, car pooling, smiling through boring, horrifically bad musicals and plays. I stopped conforming to the "caring parent" mold and stated that I would no longer attend to these things as it was killing my soul.

Does this mean I hate my kids? No, it means that the ideal of perfect parenthood is an illusion I tried to maintain. I never had any intention of trying to be the perfect parent, I knew that to be impossible. I always meant to raise my children to do without me, not me propping them up for the rest of their lives because I couldn't cut the damned umbilical cord. That is another type of slavery altogether. I would never do my children the disservice of making them dependent upon me for the rest of their lives due to my own insecurities. Number one, I have no insecurities, and frankly, I didn't take them on to raise. It is my devout hope that they live their own lives and infrequently include me in them. In other words, I want them completely independent of me.

That, dear, gentle reader, is my hope for everyone on this planet.

Life is not perfect, nor is it comfortable. Life is also not for copy cats, second handers, and rank conformists. One of the funniest things of the past 20 years was the Goth movement. They declared themselves to be non-conformists, yet they all dressed alike, spoke alike and rarely detoured from the "non-conformist" party line. Way To Go non-conformity! Life is not a cookie cutter operation. Get over yourselves.

You want to be a rabid non-conformist? Become outspoken as to the treatment of Big Business. Stand up for the small businessman and point out how they prop up the economy of this great nation. Rail against governmental regulation. Picket against Unions. Hold rallies for your rights and the freedom to just be who the hell you are.

Do not become inured. But be careful. To quote another movie:

You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.

I'll Have A Cup of Dystopia, Please

2011-08-14T07:16:00.000-05:00

The past few weeks the spousal unit and I have been busy hammering out the "rules" of the universe in which we are setting our new book. It's a heady business creating a whole new world. However, I did notice one thing, neither of us tried to create a perfect world. We both know that is impossible for mere mortals such as ourselves.

For eons, people who want to control others have been talking about some Utopian society where everyone is perfect and all live in harmony.

THERE IS NO SUCH PLACE IN THE UNIVERSE.

What's more, we wouldn't be happy if there were such a place. We thrive in adversity and acrimony. Why? Because it gives us an obstacle to get over. Human beings who are complete wastes of skin love to achieve and accomplish a goal before confronting the next one. We grow bored and lazy with no challenges. What's more, we begin to grow envious of those who have achieved more than we have. We then want to be handed, with no justification whatsoever, what they've earned by the sweat of their brow.

Sound familiar, England? Great Britain? Only for lesser values of Greater.

I don't know why the idea of a perfect world is so enticing to some people. Intellectually I understand their argument, however, I think it would be an awfully boring place. No argument? No debate? Where is the joy in that? Isn't diversity their religion? Yet, they are having none of that. Enjoying a good disagreement without becoming disagreeable? Well, they won't have truck with that concept either.

I'd wither and die in such a world. For, even among my Objectivist pals, we disagree on many things, yet we don't dislike each other for the difference in opinion, we like the person more for disagreeing and speaking up about that disagreement. We can debate passionately, yet rationally, about those subjects we disagree about. We have pushed past that infantile, emotional response to hate anything that doesn't think and act exactly as we do.

We are grown up. We can withstand the surge of differing opinions. We can even like and love those with whom we disagree. Because we know that variety is the spice of life.

I'll have two fingers of that. Straight up. No chaser.

Parental Love

2011-08-13T08:47:00.000-05:00

I have to say, I am inordinately proud of my children. I think that each one of them fights to overcome their genetics to achieve and succeed. However, I do not have pictures of them in my wallet or purse. I do not have them plastered all over my office, I don't talk about them incessantly. When I do speak of them, it's usually in a parental venting tone of voice. I don't think that I need to bleat on and on about my kids as if they proves what a superior parent I am. They succeed and fail on their own merits, not mine. And in some cases, despite them.

My youngest is about to begin the rounds of visiting colleges so I am in a reflective frame of mind about how she got to be the brilliant, beautiful young woman she is. It cannot have been easy to be a child of mine. I am not demonstrative, emotional or easy to be around. I am strict, unbending and the first to tell you that you've screwed up. I also refuse to believe my children are perfect only because I'm am so far removed from Mary that it's not even funny. She's the only mother to birth a perfect child.

It also causes me to reflect upon the Conservatives in our country. In my book, The Liberal Lie, I have an entire chapter dedicated to explaining why the TEA Party has taken America by surprise. We are the sleeping giant. We work, we live, we keep our lives and those of our loved ones and those who depend upon us going. We don't speak up until our back is against the wall, then we come up fighting. Since we rarely fight back, the whole TEA Party movement caught complacent Libs by surprise.

It causes me to think that Conservatives are much like parents dealing with the bratty, childish Libs, who are always trying to get away with something they know is wrong. The fact that all of a sudden we were not standing up, taking up for them was a shock to the little punks. When Conservatives stopped whining, "But, he's such a good boy!" their little butts got sore. When we started spanking them in the elections, they could not believe it. When they get grounded in 2012, I fully expect riots the like London is now experiencing. And it will be nothing more than the tantrum of a 4 year old denied a candy bar in the line at the grocery store.

And we will not fail to spank their immature, infantile butts right then and there. And if they are waiting for CPS to come in and save them from themselves, I hope they packed a lunch.

Conservatives have to stop the Libs now not later. We cannot keep ignoring the tantrums, delinquency and laughing it off as childish high spirits. We need to smack them on the back of the head, grab them by the ear and drag them off behind the wood shed to deliver some righteous discipline that they've never experienced.

Then make them clean out the mess they've made in the house and senate. That'll learn 'em!

Unwilling

2011-08-07T08:07:00.000-05:00

I learned, as a legal secretary, that language is everything. As I watched this Bill Whittle Afterburner episode, I remembered two words. Knowingly and willingly.

Here is how it apparently works. It is illegal to purchase or take possession of stolen property. However, the framers of the law realized that you could possibly be given something or buy something never knowing that it's stolen from someone else, so the law reads, "knowingly purchase or take possession of stolen property". This is where it gets sticky for most people and Pawn Shop owners. The law can most likely prove that you tried to get something that was stolen for a cheaper price than you could buy it otherwise legally. Most chumps know when they are buying something that fell off a truck, and they brag about it to their friends.

You probably think that I am talking about televisions or stereo equipment. In the above paragraph, I am. However, let me lean your mind a little bit and ask why you don't speak out about the theft of the money you earn to be doled out, like stolen goods, to people who think they are entitled to the fruits of your labors? Haven't thought about it that way yet? Well... try.

Everyday, I am presuming, my readers go in to work and they, for the most part, work hard and are rewarded at each pay period with a paycheck. They have earned every single cent of that pay check, however, for most of us, we don't get to keep everything that we have earned. If you're like me, FICA takes the biggest bite. This is the bit that goes to the Government to run programs like NEA and Welfare, Food Stamps, Medicaid, and at the end of that expense budget is The Pentagon. Yes, we give more money for welfare than we spend on body armor and equipment for our soldiers. Go look it up if you doubt me.

Now, standing out there in their Warehouses of Despair, aka Public Housing, are the people for whom your paycheck is THEIR paycheck. You work so they can sit around watching big screen TVs, eating food you bought, driving cars so tricked out it's ridiculous, wearing shoes you can't afford for your own kids. Yet, they are the Poor People we are supposed to want to help. Poor? Please, I'll quit my job if it means someone else works all day and I can sit on my fat ass squirting out kids every year. Hell, why can't we all sign up for that program?

Oh right... someone with pride and a sense of self-worth has to earn the money I steal so I can sit home and do nothing.

Now, the word unwilling is another good word. For it means that one is forced to do something against their will, better judgment and all reason and logic. I find that I am unwilling to be forcefully altruistic with the money I earn any more. I look at it like this, if you are using my money to sit around on your ass, that gives me the RIGHT, to tell you A) how to spend it, B) where to spend it, and C) what you may or may not spend it on. I am unwilling to give you carte blanche with MY MONEY. I don't enjoy carte blanche, then neither shall you. I must make choices weekly on where and how to spend my money, so shall The Poor.

Did you know we have the richest poor people of any nation on this rock? So since this is true, it's time to shut the progressives up and start shutting down the money train the malingerers and shiftless sods have been riding on too long. Let the private charities take care of them. The Libs don't want because it will take away the power they hold over those poor Poor People and they will no longer get votes and hold on to their power.

Yeah, I'm all broken up about that, too.

Work Work Work

2011-08-06T15:56:00.000-05:00

I've been working almost non-stop for the past few weeks. It happens in my biz. Sometimes I can go forever without being truly busy, then for a month or so I'm run ragged. I can deal with it because I love to work, and the work I do gives me times to run many things over my mental transom. So, with the Government doing everything in its power to try to make us Soviet Russia, there has been much to fiddle around with in my mind.

Add to that I'm having to dust off my scientific knowledge and math skills to work on a book with my husband. We are the only two people in the universe who can appreciate chemistry and physics jokes.

Did you hear about the scientist who cooled himself to absolute zero? He's 0K.

Yes, that one floors me every single time. I will laugh myself silly over that. Go figure. Yesterday, while eating popsicles, we noticed there were riddles on the sticks. You had to eat the popsicle to get the answer. My friend's was "What do you feed a disappearing cat?" I said Schroedinger's Cat Food. No one got it. I was laughing like a loon and they all thought I'd gotten heat stroke. I can't even remember what the correct answer was. I have a picture of a pumpkin with the sign for Pi carved into it. No one gets it.

I am destined to be misunderstood my entire life. At least the times I'm allowed out of my Nerdery.

So anyway, I work, I come home, read a little... scrub computers of stuff smart people don't allow on their machines then wonder why they are denied access to my network... and slept when I could. It's freakin' hot down here. I'm sweating gravy.

Have you ever noticed that most people will do the bare minimum of what is required to do anything? If you need a C to pass a boring class, why aim any higher? If you need to work a few minutes longer to make sure you got things right, let the boss clean it up, you've pushed your buttons, you deserve to take off. I often wonder what those people do, how they react when they are not just allowed to skate by. Do they ever wonder who takes up the slack they leave? Do they get by their entire lives by just doing "good enough to get by" and no more?

What do they do when faced with true ability and excellence? Well, hell, we all know the answer to that in how the Political Elite have reacted to the TEA Party. They start screaming to bring the standards down so they can continue free booting through their existence. You're special? We'll make everyone special so no one is.

I hate this type of thinking. How much do you have to hate yourself to destroy everyone else in some attempt at suicide? You hate yourself? You want to stop existing? Fine, get to it, by all means necessary, but leave the rest of out of your nihilistic dreams.

Just because I choose to work to have better for myself and my family doesn't give you ANY right to take the products of my abilities to give to someone who is too stupid and/or lazy to live. There are ONLY TWO REASONS why you cannot do for yourself, you are either too stupid or too lazy. If you are too stupid, you get one try at the education route, then you will be given a broom to push, but you are still not getting welfare. If you're too lazy, then I guess you starve, unless you are willing to rely on the kindness of strangers. Not really a reliable retirement plan, which is how the whole Welfare state was brought about in the last century.

Sure, you can say I'm a hardass, but tell me this, what do I ask others to do for me that I am unwilling to do for myself? I earn my keep. I protect myself and secure my own happiness. I have never, ever expected anyone to do for me what I was unwilling to do for myself. "Don't breed what you can't feed" should be the motto of my Planet.

I will tell you this much, I appreciate what I have more because I had to earn every penny to buy it. I own everything but my house outright. It is a neverending source of anxiety to have a mortgage, but it's what you do. I'm paying it off as early as I can because I HATE owing anyone anything. Besides, it's mine and no one can what is mine away from me. Oh, you can try, but I will work harder to keep what's mine than others will to keep their filthy lucre.

Think about that for a moment.

Bitchcraft

2011-08-06T15:20:00.000-05:00

I love the fact that there are so many Double Xers interested in running for more than City Council or School Board. I love that many of them are of the Conservative persuasion. I love even more than most of them are of the TEA Party thought process in that you can do more with less, depending on what you lessen.

You know what I love even more than all of the above? The absolute frenzy of hate and bitchery that spews forth from the Feminazis in the Progressive Liberal Party aka The Democratic Party. The moment an attractive conservative female steps into the ring the water retaining sea-cows of the Left loose their ever-loving minds and they show that they haven't had an original thought since before they signed up for that Women's Studies class in their freshman college year. If they had had an original thought, they would never have gone to that class, much less signed up for it.

So, as they waddle into the fray with their bad haircuts and worse fashion sense (remember who is saying this, the person for whom jeans and a tee shirt IS fashion) screaming at the top of their lungs about how unfair it all is... What's unfair? EVERYTHING!... and how these women are stupid, stupid, and don't forget they're stupid. They can't attack anything these women are talking about because they know the public is waking up from the past 45 years of government theft of our future so they just say they are stupid and start screeching like Harpies over a missed comma in a run on sentence.

Gasp and Swoon! Clutch Pearls Granny, Christine O'Donnell did not conjugate that past participle correctly! Don't listen, children, Sarah Palin ended a sentence with a preposition! Dear God in Heaven, how do we go on?

Let me say this, those screeching harpies, the water retaining sea cows give us so much meat to feed on. To quote Bill the Bard who wrote some of the best bitchery:

BENEDICK

What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

BEATRICE

Is it possible disdain should die while she hath
such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?
Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come
in her presence.

I say, is it possible for us NOT to make fun of the hypocritical hippos when they give us so much comedy gold to work with? Send the cackling hags back to the rock they slithered out when they felt the need to deride their betters. Send them packing, tarred, feathered with a nice boot to their flabby asses for good measure. Make it so miserable that they will never again stick their ugly faces out, and open their ignorant, hypocritical mouths in the presence of thinking individuals ever again. Start at Nancy Legosi, DNC Barbie, aka Debbier Wasserman Schultz, and work your way down. Don't forget the loopy loons in Code Pink and the Environmental Movement. Slap them down the moment they open their ignorant yaps. Be like the environment of the Vogon Home Planet, until they learn their place.

Scrubbing my floors.

What Does Going Galt Mean?

2011-07-28T11:01:00.000-05:00

I loved this Trifecta segment.

Steve Green, The Vodka Pundit, and Godfather of Drunk Blogging, brought up a point from the Ayn Rand novel Atlas Shrugged, in Part 3, where the economy is in the sewer, and the people are starting to rise up and question all of this Big Government Looter intrusion into their daily lives, and the Gerat Minds come up with Directive 1089. He points out that there are no longer laws, just the Government telling you how it's going to be.

But Directive 1089 is actually the Devil of all of the Details. It tells people they cannot make any more money than they do the year the Directive is put in to place. However, taxes can go up because, lets face it, they really don't think they can ever run out of other people's money. The people are revolting, the Government has captured John Galt, who allowed himself to be captured because he has a greater message to put forth. They are holding him prisoner in a hotel and literally with a gun to his head, tell him to get them out of the mess they themselves have made. They think they can make someone save them from themselves. Because they really do believe in the magical concept of saving someone from themselves.

Mr. Thompson, played by Barack Obama in our reality, tells John Galt, "We'll give you anything to save us!" Galt tells them, "Get the hell out of my way." Mr. Thompson replies, "We can't do that." Galt smiles and sits back and says, "I told you we had nothing to talk about."

This is the point we are at right now in history folks. You might say that Atlas Shrugged was a handbook written by a Russian Sage in the middle part of the last century. Ayn Rand wrote what she knew. She knew Czarist Russia and she knew the Bolshevik Revolution and she knew the Soviet Union. She came to America in the 1920s, she emigrated, she did not defect. She loved this country only as someone denied physical and intellectual freedom truly can. She recognized the liberal elites for who and what they were and she tasked herself to opening our eyes to recognize them as well.

As our Liberal leaders try to scare everyone into a Chicken Little acceptance of every stupid thing they tell us as Crisis and Impending Doom, we should stand up and tell them that we can very well see the Emperor has no clothes. The world is not going to end if we don't do what they tell us. The world WILL end if we keep allowing them to scare us into every little thing they need until we are all on our knees begging them to save us from... THEM.

The odds of me ever going on my knees and begging them for anything are none. I can do for myself. If they make doing for myself illegal, then God help them, because I will have no mercy in me. They know who are They are and They have been put on notice.

Get the hell out of my way.

Fate? Kismet? It's Still Another Mouth to Feed

2011-07-26T22:22:00.000-05:00

So, the other day, as I was driving I thought I was going in the direction of the breeders where we got our first German Shepherd, Sasha, that passive-aggressive pooch who didn't get interesting until her later years. I was thinking that I might try the Great German Shepherd Experiment at some point to see if there were actually any benefits to the breed or find that I should just avoid enthusiasts as nothing more than crazy people.

This evening as we were settling in and into the the latest Jim Butcher Harry Dresden novel, my sister-in-law calls and asks to speak to my husband. Evidently he told her no, no more dogs, until I told him about my thought the other day and that I had specifically said I would only get a male German Shepherd. The two females of my acquaintance left nothing to recommend the breed whatsoever. Neuroses hardly begins to cover their personality problems. So we agree to go out and look at this dog.

I loved him the moment I saw his big, brown intelligent eyes, that met mine and quickly looked away as he started licking my hand. He's not shy, but he does understand dominance. He was so well behaved in the truck on the way home it took his head coming up in between the seats halfway home to remind me he was there. We took him on a walk before we brought him into the back yard to meet the other dogs. Yes, I adhere strictly to Cesar Millan's behavioral model for our "pack". Our shitsu/poodle mix went into immediate submissive mode. That will teach him to trust her. She's the biggest little dog ever. Sam is her usual neurotic self, not knowing whether to try to crawl up my butt or try to assert some dominance somewhere. I am expecting the two big dogs to work it out to her advantage, teaching her a little back bone. She's far too skittish for my liking, but nothing I've done has snapped her out of her constant state of flight.

I just have to wonder at things like this. I don't believe in any sort of precognizance or prescience. It just seems more than a coincidence that I should think about a male German Shepherd just days before my sister-in-law calls us to tell us someone has abandoned one out by her house in the boonies. but I also cannot seem to shake "the feeling" that we're not training him for us, but for someone else. I don't think we will have him for long. For that we will have to see.

But, as I look into my crystal ball, I see more vet visits in my future...

I'll Build Heaven And Call It Home

2011-07-20T21:57:00.000-05:00

This evening I was cruising about the intarwebs and got caught up watching videos on YouTube. Hey, it can happen. After 3 weeks of near non-stop reading, my brain was ready for some goofing off. I've read everything from de Toqueville to pure smut, from Kaku to Christine Feehan paranormal stuff, I have read and learned and studied. It's what I do.

However, I paused at one video in particular. Dave Matthews http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psIuidkkLjI&feature=related. I've always liked the song and even giggled at the words, because it is extremely reminiscent of The Shins Phantom Limb. Not only in visualization, but in theme. The Conqueror seen as looter, rapist and exploiter. Evidently we're all guilty under the Liberal point of view. God damn us all for bringing running water, rotating crops and technology to the huddled masses. Because it would be so much better if we were all Luddites. Stick that on your iPad and post it!

The one thing that has always struck me is the Liberals "equally shabby" view of the world. If you ever wish to see such shabbiness, I recommend you visit an Indian Reservation and avoid the casinos and tourist traps. Having grown up on an Indian Reservation I can say with complete assurance, there is no such thing as the "Noble Savage". There are only the ones who caught on and stepped out of a dead life style with no future into a new one where advancement for the individual was possible. Oh, yeah, go at the first of the month when the government cheese arrives and spend a couple of days.

Am I saying the aboriginal culture of the Northern US is pure hokum and that we should just shuck that coil and forget about it? No. The American Indian culture is rich and is rich with stories of bravery. But it was not a culture for the ages. No culture is. Culture must evolve or the people will not. Doubt me? See the history of the Middle Ages. I have some tea and a snack, I can wait.

What did not allowing any technological advances profit society? Nothing. What did it profit The Church. Quite a bit, actually. But once Neo-Platonism was stripped from our minds, and the Renaissance began, we grew in leaps and bounds. It was a period of time that was only eclipsed by the 20th Century for innovation and discovery. In fact, that period of time, The Renaissance and The Enlightenment was the great time of colonization of this planet.

Now, if you start the disease meme, I will be forced to kill you with Ebola. European societies were decimated by Yersinia pestis aka The Plague. In fact, the horrific epidemics of Bubonic Plague and Smallpox did not end until the end of the 18th Century. The strong among the indigenous races survived, guaranteeing their progeny better immunities, and thus survival. Better food meant longer lives, higher intelligence and survival. The ONLY thing that kept Indians on reservations was the racist attitude of most Democrats. Democrats are Xenophobic mofos, and everyone knows it. It's possibly the worst kept secret on the planet. That's for you Al Sharpton, you know, just FYI.

Stronger genes were passed down, better living conditions... so Darwinian and isn't he like their Demigod anyway? What? No culling of the herd to be had?

I do have to say one thing, I love the words of Don't Drink The Water.

Here's the hitch
Your horse is leaving
Don't miss your boat
It's leaving now
And as you go I will spread my wings
Yes I will call this home
I have no time to justify to you
Fool you're blind, move aside for me
All I can say to you my new neighbor
Is you must move on or I will bury you

That's my message, exactly to Progressive Liberals. That and quoting John Galt.

Get the hell out of my way.

Just A Thought

2011-07-20T07:49:00.000-05:00

I just saw the trailer for a movie called "Another Earth" and I can say with utter certainty that I will most likely never see the movie.

First off, the premise is that Voila! another planet earth just appears one day in our same solar system, giving psychological and philosophical quandries left and right. Yeah, another earth with another you... this is what Einstein's alternate reality theory is all about. Another earth, another you who perhaps made different choices. Wow, what a way to run away from you. They typical Liberal response to anything they ruin.

Let me tell you why I will never see the movie. It has nothing to do with philosophy or psychology. It has everything to do with science.

Another earth just appearing, in the same solar system as we, would upset celestial mechanics up on such a scale that we would cease to be able to exist. What happened to the rest of their solar system? Is it out there as well? Two Jupiters? Two Suns? We simply could not exist. And that is why, just upon seeing the picture of the girl looking up into the sky with the moon and another earth shut me down immediately. I could not suspend disbelief, especially not after seeing the premise for the movie, about which I will say nothing other than it's the typical liberal cop out from their self-destructive philosophy.

And that's just my thought.

Foinsap!

2011-07-11T07:16:00.000-05:00

I believe I have mentioned in previous blogs here, about my admiration for an early 20th century photojournalist who enraged his Socialist American editors by refusing to sugar coat the conditions in Bolshevik Russia. I believe he said "I cannot say I have not seen what I have seen," He published his photos and showed that the workers paradise wasn't quite... shovel ready.

I've always called a spade a spade. I refuse to call something other than what it is. I may know many words for a single object, but my mind will quickly grasp for the one word that I identify with that object most closely. So Chris Matthews will always just be retarded to me. Keith Olberman will remain a creepy molester type to me. Yes, he deserves three entire words to encompass his Ick Factor.

The Liberals will always try to sugar coat things so that we become inured to that which would normally rebel against. They couch horrific ideas in language that is aimed to make us feel guilty or bad if we don't like it and don't want it. Doubt me? Get online or go to the library and read the newspapers during the 30s when FDR was shoving Social Security and TVA down our throats. Read headlines and banners during the Johnson Administration and then look back over what his Great Society hath wrought. You can pour perfume on a pig, but it's still a damned pig.

Every time they want us to accept something they know is absolutely unpalatable to the American public, they start changing the names of things to make it sound better. Just like a mom with a spoonful of nasty cough medicine, we are told it will make everything better if we just hold our noses and swallow it. We are made to believe that it's for our own good when our rational mind is rebelling against the irrationality of what we know to be true.

If you want to see the faces of people swallowing loads of BS and trying to call it chocolate cake, watch any interview with Timothy Geitner in the past two weeks. Look at any Liberal member of Congress whenever spending cuts are mentioned. They pull faces, grimace or stare resolutely ahead during press junkets. Simply put, Liberals know that unless they are handing stuff out for free to people, no one would cast a vote their way. If they have nothing to give away, they will get no votes. In a recent interview on the current budget crisis, Turbo-Tax Tim looked as if he were being anally raped by a rhino.

See what I just did there? I could have just said Geitner, or Tim Geitner, already having mentioned him by his public name earlier in the paragraph. However, I did not. I used a phrase guaranteed to remind us all that the man in charge of this country's money cheated on his taxes and tried to blame it on his computer program, thereby undercutting any authority he might have left. I didn't have to do it because the idiot has no credibility left at all. But, I did do it because I could and it's always fun to kick a Liberal while they are down. If only to see how many of their cronies stand around screaming how much they deserve to be kicked. It's a shark feeding frenzy with better fashion sense.

If it was up to me, Washington DC would be like the Vogon home planet. Every time some idiot politician came up with an idea on how to uselessly spend tax dollars or grow Big Government there would be someone there to slap them in the face with a spatula until their default position would be shrink government, grow prosperity. For any politico who thought to make a new bureaucracy a Navy SEAL would teleport into whatever space they occupied and blow them away with a .50 cal. We would then charge their constituents with clean up and funeral fees. How long do you think the people of California and Massachusetts would stand for that before they elected someone, anyone, with an ounce of common sense.

But wouldn't it be worth it just to hear Barney Frank squeal like a pig just before that spatula hit his face?

Demonization of the Military

2011-07-09T10:26:00.000-05:00

During the Viet Nam "Conflict", returning soldiers were spat upon, called baby killers and made to seem like they were all modern day Hitlers. Libs loves nothing more than telling conscripts that they were murdering demons who should be killed themselves. All those hippies with their flowers and talk of Love Not War.

Then something changed, in the 80s and early 90s. People came to respect what those conscripts did, realizing it was not their choice. But, the government, whom they love with all their bleeding hearts, had made them do these things. These men were lauded and finally given the respect they deserved. Can you hear Nancy Legosi chewing nails where you're at yet?

So, for the past twenty years our troops are people to be admired and respected. They volunteer to do what most Libs can't even consider. They fight for the idea that is our country and our freedoms to be just as stupid as we want to be.

Oh my, how to get around that tricky demonization of soldiers thing? Enter Ben Shapiro's new book.

In the past two months I have watched TV series who have had story arcs that made returning soldiers from Iraq and Afghanistan into serial killers. NCIS and Rizzoli and Isles both put forth these stories. It took me a moment while watching the latter with my husband this morning. The story line struck a familiar cord within me and suddenly I saw it. When Angie Harmon mutters, "you turn them into killers then are surprised when they are", and I was done.

Bingo. Game over, man. Game over.

Suddenly we are given to believe that every man woman and abortion who voluntarily signs up to serve in the military is a burgeoning serial killer. How trite are the Libs that they have to rerun the 60s every time the opportunity presents itself. Are the freakin baby boomers really so desperate to be relevant again? As if they ever were. If we are to accept that premise as the truth, every Progressive Liberal is a bed wetting momser who cries whenever anyone bigger than they are enters the room.

I am willing to recheck my premise after they recheck theirs.

Fair fight is all I'm asking.

On Language

2011-07-09T07:59:00.000-05:00

Aristotle, when outlining his philosophical ideas, felt that knowing the language you speak was important to understanding everything about you. In fact, he felt that you could not argue your point effectively if you did not have an excellent grasp of language. I would assert that Aristotle was prescient and somehow predicted the Politically Correct Orwellian double-speak of the Progressive Liberals.

To understand exactly what your opponent is saying, you must understand the words they put forth. Libs love to baffle you with bullshit. How else do you explain hyphenated Americans, or that suddenly the word Diverse means united?

I will admit this, there are writers I adore simply because of their use of language. David Mamet and Dean Koontz come immediately to mind. Koontz became one of my favorite writers just based on an interview he gave on Tom Snyder's show back in the early 90s talking about one anal retentive Hun editor he once had. The editor got hung up on someone having a heating unit in their garage and kept haranguing Mr. Koontz to remove that aspect of his story. Dean Koontz refused and kept embellishing the description of the heating unit, and making it a much larger part of the story than the offhand reference it had been originally. I think it was one of the funniest stories I've ever listened to.

The ability to take words and bash your opponent with them is an art. Which is why Libs try to avoid using any words that aren't code or tacitly understood as something else. If one of them had to actually come out and say something they would freeze up, their little minds refusing to state an actual fact or opinion. They simply cannot do it. Don't believe me? Watch Obama this past week admitting that "shovel ready" jobs weren't so "shovel ready". He tries to smile but actually chokes out each syllable. He is literally choking on his words. Because he cannot admit what even he knows is reality.

Eschew obfuscation. Remember, one of my fun phrases.

I think this is why Sarah Palin, Herman Cain and Thaddeus McCotter are so popular among the populace. They are all plain speaking people who say exactly what they mean. To the people inured by LibSpeak they are difficult to understand, because they are always trying to figure out what they are "really" saying. Why? Because they don't understand the language they speak each day. Try to ask any teenager a question and they will stall as their public school addled brains try to "decode" what you are really asking. Just watch and listen. Their eyes go momentarily blank, their jaws slacken and then they will ask you to either repeat your question or they will parrot your words back as their brains, denied all knowledge of vocabulary and sentence structure try to grasp your interrogatory. You can smell their confusion. This isn't on the Standardized Test which is all they are taught anymore. No one has told them what this might possibly mean and they have been denied all methods of parsing your words for the "true" meaning.

Then you just nod and say, "No, I don't want fries with that", and collect your change, distributed by a machine instead of making the sheople at the counter actually have to count anything or have a rudimentary knowledge of math and the money system of our country.

When I was a child I learned to love words, because I liked to read. Because children's books were not so numerous in those days, I often read adult books to keep my reading skills up. I always had a dictionary handy and a thesaurus. My parents made these tools available to a curious child with far more questions than they could ever answer. I started doing the Sunday Crossword when I was in my early teens. I would steal the section from the neighbors newspaper after one too many fights with my mother over the puzzle. The neighbors were knuckle-dragging mouth breathers who could not even read, so I'm pretty sure they never missed that section. I would do the daily puzzle in the school library newspaper. The cafeteria had horrible food, so I would spend my lunch time immersed in words. The librarian adored me because I was a book worm.

As I became more mature I learned that I could easily use words to take someone down a peg or two and they would never know quite for sure, because they had no idea what the words coming out of my mouth meant. I was not speaking a foreign language, even though I could. I was speaking THEIR language but they couldn't figure out what I meant. Because they had never bothered to learn any more of their language than was absolutely necessary to get a bag of burgers at the local fast food restaurant. I will admit, it's become my favorite past-time to nail ignoramuses who insist on butchering the beautiful English language. I'm always making fun of them, but they don't quite get it.

So, for all of you who say "should of, could of, would of" it's "should HAVE, could HAVE, would HAVE" or contracting the two words, "should've, could've, would've". Also, irregardless is not a word. You can look it up. It is what is referred to in the language biz as a disambiguation. You can look that up, too.

Oh, and one more thing, just so that I never, ever again have to witness this when reading a book, the correct phraseology is "I could NOT care less" connoting that there is no further level of apathy to which you can drop. If you could care less you care a little... OK? Got it? Good.

On The Casey Anthony Verdict

2011-07-06T06:50:00.000-05:00

She was found Not Guilty of killing her daughter so she could go out partying.

I don't agree with it, based on what I heard and saw, but so be it. Twelve people, good and true, in the State of Floriduh have decided to ignore their knowledge of human behavior and let her off.

Some of the alternate jurors have come forward and said that the Prosecution did not show motive for murder. I say, Casey Anthony showed you motive in everything she did up to and months after her child "went missing". They said the State did not prove how she really died. Does it matter? Dead is Dead. Mommy went partying after until her mommy put paid to her Party Life. Does it really matter exactly how she died? All evidence points to Casey killing her daughter and then dancing away with some guy.

Many have come out with disbelief that Casey Anthony was declared Not Guilty for murder. One of those was Kim Kardashian. Ms. Kardashian's father was one of OJ Simpson's defense team, so there are those in the world who feel she should think and react just as her father might if he were still alive. Really?

So I should be some bleeding heart over-emotive clinging vine unable to do a damned thing for myself because I don't want the responsibility of thought just like my mother? Really?

If the jurors would have stepped away from the CSI episodes for just one moment and picked up a Miss Marple novel, perhaps they would have been able to use their knowledge of human nature to determine, that in all likelihood Casey Anthony is nothing more than a Malignant Narcissist who cares for nothing more than her own pleasure and anything that gets in the way will be ruthlessly culled and thrown away. There is no DNA test for that. No way to fingerprint sociopathy. There is no red letter marking those among us who see us and everyone around them as nothing more than peons to keep them entertained and are to be tossed once they have outlived their usefulness.

You know what told me that? Casey Anthony and the way she glared at the Prosecutors when they brought up her motive for killing her daughter. If you look at her face it's exactly like a small child who is angry when they are pulled from their playing because they didn't pick up their room, or are caught, red handed being naughty and no lie will get them out. If you get a chance, watch the videos of the closing arguments. This is more Lie to Me than CSI, and I present that it tells us far more than forensic evidence ever will as to motive and guilt. Casey Anthony cannot hide the fact that she hates the fact that she's not being made out to be a sympathetic person, but a killer. Who wants to dance with a baby killer?

Not Guilty. Well, twelve people in Floriduh believe it. I don't believe them.

Ogling Orwell

2011-07-03T06:26:00.000-05:00

I must admit that at this point in history, I am one "This is so 1984!" muttered by one more ignorant Liberal from hitting a person with a brick.

We are getting ready for our big Block Party we through annually on the 4th. This year we're doing it on the 3rd because of the big fireworks thing downtown tomorrow which is pretty much the only display going on in Central Texas. We never go. I'm not into crowds or heat or sweating.

I've been reading the recent Time magazine story wondering if our Living Constitution is still relevant. Only some aging hippie worrying about their own relevance in the world as they being signing up for Social Security benefits and Medicare would even conceive of that question.

This is the thing, I spent my childhood listening to these moonbats screech about any intrusion of the government into our lives as "1984!" Yet, they are the ones who want the government to decided everything for us, to run everything for us. They wish to live life without the responsibility of thought or... any responsibility at all. They don't want governmental control because they really think Government does a better job than we do running our own lives. They want government control of everything so that any time they screw up they have someone to blame.

"It's wasn't me! It's the one armed bureaucrat!"

I find it hilarious that Time Magazine is asking that question about the very Constitution that gives them the right to print the crap that they do. The only reason I'm not actually laughing is because they don't see it. They can't allow themselves to see it. Because Double-Think, an Orwellian concept, can only take them in one direction with no chance to look behind.

To quote Doc Holliday from the movie Tombstone, "Apparently my hypocrisy only goes so far."

If you ask me, Time Magazine is no longer relevant. In the article to which I refer, they ask the dumbest questions I've yet seen printed.

"Could George Washington speak to the Constitutionality of the Libyan conflict if he didn't know what a drone was?"

Huh?

Do any of those idiots understand that the Constitution was written in a very broad stroke to preserve the very freedoms we enjoy and that anything that was spelled out was to constrain government.

It's funny that Libs scream fascism, Nazi, and 1984! yet, at the same time want all constraints off the government to run their lives. They are the very illustration of the concept of wanting to eat your cake and have it, too.

The one thing that gladdens me is that I have witnessed that they are coming up to the point where their human minds are beginning to crack. The wall they build between themselves and reality is weakening by the onslaught of the real world and economic realities. You see it all the time in TV interviews, in articles they write for the Op-Ed pages, etc.,.

I feel it's nearly time to grab myself a mint julep and watch heads explode when reality hits and hits hard and those walls all come down. Most of them will be functioning retards as their brains short out from all of the contradictions and conformity forced upon them from years spent hiding from facts and proof and truth.

I hope it's just like Scanners.

Government By Desk

2011-06-29T19:59:00.000-05:00

George Caldwell, this one's for you.

In his book The Witch Doctor, author Christopher Stasheff gave perhaps the best description of bureaucracy yet offered in human language.

The race is not always to the swift, nor advancement to the most able - at his job, at least. It is to the most able, at currying favor and influence.

Later Saul tells the bureaucrat:

You fell victim to the bureaucrat's big weakness - you started caring about the job itself and forgot it was jsut supposed to be a means of personal advancement.

Those two statements cover all of the sins of bureaucracy.

In the past twenty-four hours I have had the inestimable bliss to not only deal with a state bureaucracy, but a Federal one as well. The Texas DPS aka The DMV and the Social Security Administration. If my daughter was old enough to file her own taxes I would have had the Trifecta and dealt with the IRS as well, but perhaps someday when beating my head against a brick wall has lost its lustre.

Last evening my daughter was robbed in Baltimore. Some punks broke into a car where her backpack was gloriously displayed next to her friend's purse. Hey, temptation was there and the young lads just gave in too easily.

Right after the fraud division of our bank calls us about some suspicious activity on my daughter's account, my daughter calls me crying about the robbery. I easily get her card canceled, but not before the punks filled up their gas tanks (filled up twice 2 blocks from where they robbed my daughter and her friend) then went on a spree on a fast food boulevard in Baltimore. These industrious boys had stolen iPods (which were bricked today, by the bye)credit cards, driver's licenses and several Visa gift cards the girls had been given by folks for their internship expenses.

So my daughter's friend's mom and I started last night and today dealing with the most important thing, getting their picture ID restored so they can get on their flight home in August. It's tedious, full of paperwork, but the forms, money orders and everything was overnighted to them this morning, along with prescriptions to replace eye glasses that were stolen with everything else. The big deal? Having some retarded monkey here in Texas who will actually be able to understand that the girls need to have their licenses mailed to Baltimore or they will not be able to fly home because that is their ID, the only they have in the far off lands of "Back East".

Oh, and the joy of spending an hour at the Social Security office with all of your paperwork in order to get another card issued and to report her number as compromised, only to be told by the baby momma behind the window, talking on her cell phone the entire hour, that my daughter has to be there in person. As I tried to explain to her, in some detail the reason I needed to replace it was that it was stolen from her while she was out of town. If I can't get the Texas ID then the Social Security card would have stood as 1 piece of ID, and I would have mailed her stupid birth certificate to her to serve as the second.

For the record, the retarded monkeys at the DPS office are savants compared to their sisters at the Social Security Administration.

This is the plight of the modern bureaucrat. They don't like their jobs. They like their benefits and the fact that if they sneeze they don't work. Hell, I'd be out for the entire growing season in Texas, meaning I'd work 2 months a year. They don't have to do anything but keep from making any actual decisions. It doesn't matter how right you are, you will never be more right than the most wrong bureaucrat.

Doubt me? Try to tell anyone at the District Clerk's office certain points of law. Suddenly the girl who barely got a high school diploma will assert with all the assurance of a Supreme Court Judge how the cow ate the cabbage based on her two entire hours of training at the county computer class. But if you don't let her think she's right, you will never, ever get anything done in that office as long as she and her cronies exist there. They can barely count their paychecks but they can carry a grudge like a baby momma carries baby weight. It never dies.

If you have ever had to deal with any type of DMV then you know the special pain that is bureaucracy. No one really knows anything, they just know that whatever you're saying is wrong. I've seen clerks argue with Texas State Troopers who really know the Penal Code and license statutes. I've seen the Trooper back down. I've seen Texas Rangers back down.

So if I ever get the urge to take the sniper rifle to a tower somewhere, I'll start by picking off DMV clerks and court clerks. No cop will arrest me and no judge will convict me.

Some people just need killin'.

Spend Your Own Damned Money

2011-06-26T10:48:00.000-05:00

I see Bono, of U2 fame is having his feet held to the fire by his constituency... the folks who download his music via file sharing so they don't actually spend their own money on his musical genius. Apparently they are pissed off because he has tax shelters that keep them from getting more of his money than he considers his "fair share".

See, they don't want to have to spend the money they steal from U2 for not wanting to work or support themselves on his music or concerts, but they feel completely justified in crashing a U2 concert to scream and whine they he's not letting them steal more from him to pay for their profligacy. (another word you can look up)

Isn't this comedy gold?

The man who demands you pay more for "social justice" programs is denounced by the people his money supports to do nothing but pull levers every election cycle to keep his ilk in power. Because they are not doing enough for the lazy, shiftless, useless masses.

As my readers well know, I do not support any type of welfare program. I believe in private charitable programs that will spend their money well and wisely because they realize it is a finite resource and they if they don't spend it well, the money goes away.

I also don't believe in paying people not to work or to get pregnant every year or sit around playing dominoes. I believe prisoners should work to support themselves, not expect tax payers to pay for their libraries or cable TV or air conditioning. I don't believe everyone who can wade across a river or cross over illegally deserves anything more than to be catapulted back to their country of origin. I don't believe in anchor babies or free medical care for everyone. I don't believe in federal regulation of much of anything, and that I am a better judge of what is best for me than some panel of idiots in DC scratching their asses waiting for their next paycheck for kicking a can down the street into eternity.

I believe in paying as I can afford things, deciding for myself which laundry cleaner I want to us, which electric company is best for me, and whether or not the Cubs really have a shot at the pennant in any given year. I didn't say everything I thought was logical... I'm a Cubs fan!

I believe that I know the best way to spend and save for my own retirement. I firmly believe that doctors should be in competition with one another in the same way veterinarians are. You would be amazed at how fast health costs plummet when controlled by market forces. Seriously, it would make you dizzy.

I believe that the Federal Government should be something I think about only in the event a foreign country attempts to harm my country. I believe in tort reform, serious penalties for ambulance chasing lawyers, and that no one should be in office for more than two terms for any office. I think all citizens should be involved in their local government. I believe that anyone who goes along to get along should be kicked in the jimmies. How fast do you think they will jump to get involved with you after that? Do you think they will just shrug it off and let you be? I believe that all avowed pacifists should be punched in the nose then arrested if they punch or fight back. Hey, you took the stand. Don't blame anyone else for making you lie in the bed you made.

Does this mean I want to run Gramma off a cliff when she gets sick? If she's saying that she has the right to demand my current and future income because she was a grasshopper while I was the ant, hell yes that is what I mean.

We have several generation who did not save one dime for their retirement because they had Social Security to fall back on. So they want to spend MY money on their retirement and not have a care if there is anything left for me to save because all of my money is being dumped into a program that will not exist for me when I retire. Don't just push the wheelchair off the cliff, a trebuchet would be too kind.

Is it hard? Yes. Why should YOU be able to spend my money on doing nothing just because you sit around and do nothing for yourself but spend other people's money?

When I take over this rock, those people will be the first in the spaceship to the Sun with no life support. After that the useless press and attorneys, then we start all over with some hard and fast rules:

1. You take care of yourself and yours and don't expect another soul to do it for you.

2. No one on this planet owes you anything, unless it's the guy who borrowed $50 from you in college and never paid you back.

3. You don't work, you don't eat. It's as simple as that.

4. Don't breed what you can't feed.

5. No one can save you from yourself. If you're not willing to, why should anyone else be interested?

Five simple rules for living on my planet. And keep your hand off my wallet.

Overreacharound

2011-06-26T07:43:00.000-05:00

Today, I watched the morning news. Talking bubble-heads blathered about fluorescent vs incandescent light bulbs and the government telling us which we WILL buy. Happily, the State of Texas is telling them to take their mandates and shove them into their Felch Pipe and smoke it.

I have just read this article over at the Bigs about a Missouri couple who have had some trouble with the USDA over selling bunnies. Yeah, it's really whack, but apparently business as usual for the USDA. It brings to mind the travesty of Dr Burzynski in Houston who came up with an amazing cure for most cancers, yet the FDA spent decades trying to hammer him into the ground. Why? Because he's not Big Pharma and according to the former head of the FDA has no business creating life saving treatments on his own.

I will only say this, because I sat and watched a lot of the crap that went on with Burzynski, there is a special pit in hell for the bureaucrats who have tried to destroy the product his genius where they are eternally anally raped with barbed wire. The lives lost due to their chicanery should be considered murdered with heinous disregard for human life and dignity. How dare people want their cancer cured without having their body destroyed by chemotherapy and radiation? SPECIAL PIT IN HELL!!!

This gets at me in a special way. First off, I don't believe in regulation. At all. Not even the FDA. Milton Friedman and I don't agree on many things about the Free Market. If you create a drug that doesn't work or kills people, the market will make damned sure you don't do it for long. First person who dies because of your snake oil lands you on the stretcher with a needle in your arm. No trial, no jury, just death. But this time with drugs that works.

We don't need the USDA, the FDA or any other, and I mean ANY OTHER federal bureaucracy. WTF is the EPA all about? Flippin' Nixon. Don't even get me started on the Department of Education.

In a free and open market, if you are not exactly what you claim to be, you're history. People will vote on you with their pocketbooks. You don't get far with no income. Get rid of welfare, all welfare for everyone, and you would be amazed at the number of people who can suddenly work. When your stomach is rumbling and you don't want to follow the rules at the local food pantry and soup kitchen, you will find a way to feed yourself, or you will die. If you are too lazy to feed yourself, well, it's just allowing you to cull yourself from the herd, now isn't it?

Sound cruel? Isn't it more cruel to make everyone else pay for their inability to provide for themselves? Charity is alive and well. Private charity works and always had. You want to assuage some guilt you feel for being successful? I don't get it , but give some money to some charity you believe in, that uses its money well. Private charities know the malingerers. Let them cull the herd that way. And trust me, the birth rate among the Welfare Set will drop drastically if they have to feed all those mouths themselves. Baby Mommas won't be so fashionable. Personally, I will admit to being on the cusp of slapping the next one I run into in Walmart demanding to know why she can't buy Oreos with her Food Stamp Card. I've been fed up. It's why I avoid Volde-Mart like the plague. I hate to watch how they spend other people's money. Yeah, bitch, it ain't yours. You didn't earn it. You did nothing more than become a receptacle and squirt out brats you refuse to raise responsibly. So, technically, you're a whore for making your money on your back. Whether he paid you or you steal our money, it's the same thing.

As for those who believe that Big Corporations are evil, that businessmen are inherently evil and greedy... Come over here. I'll discuss to your lazy, stupid, useless ass how you wouldn't be alive without them. Then, to reinforce the lesson, I will beat your head into the brick wall of reality until it sinks in.

I am sick and tired of being bent over with no lube or reach around. I want to see the useless idiots who pervade the bureaucratic arena try to get real jobs in the real world. Ass covering pricks!

I need a Tylenol.

Racism

2011-06-25T10:51:00.000-05:00

Yesterday we girls decided to be the Ladies Who Lunch. There is a local restaurant called George's that is semi-famous and serves the best chicken fried steak in Texas. I should know, I think I've tried them all. One of our group stated that she was going elsewhere and we started teasing her about having a Nooner. Finally, I turned to her and asked if it was because I was black. She spewed the water she was drinking all over, choked, laughed then replied, "No, it's because you're Korean." She ended up going to lunch with us.

I tried to order kim chi but George's didn't serve it. We both got another laugh out of it.

You see, this woman just happens to be black. I consider her a friend. I have no idea what she considers me, because she plays her life very close to the vest. She's got a sly sense of humor. But I got her to spew again later when we were discussing a problem and I was grousing about it then I said "Well, I am a strong, sophisticated black woman. I can do this!" She spewed then informed me that I am the whitest woman in America. To which I replied, "Shut up, Round Eye."

We can joke like that. Because we know that any suggestion of racism between us is complete, unadulterated bullshit. I like her because I like her view of the world and her joy of living. I have no idea why she may want to associate with me in any way because I've never cared enough to ask. I just enjoy the time we spend together because we laugh and enjoy it.

So am I be patronizing and see her as lesser than I? Is she an "Uncle Tom" because she gets along with me? The answer is no. The fact that the color of our skin does not even factor into why we are friends is anathema to Liberals. We should like one another because of the differences between us, according to their dogma. Sorry, we just happen to like one another to joke around and go eat lunch once in awhile. Neither one of is gives a rat's ass about race, creed or national origin. It's that way between myself and my Latina friends as well. I like them for being them, not because they come from a country that inspired some of the best mixed drinks in the history of mixology. The fact that we hold some things as holy, sacred and just plain obvious, helps to strengthen the core that is our friendship.

That is what true "getting along" means. We get along because we choose to get along because we hold come core beliefs in common. The fact that all of my friends tend to use common sense and reason to make their decisions rather than histrionics and drama, well, that's just icing on the cake. However, I will mention the fact that choosing purses or shoes while in the throes of some emotional shoot out has happened to every single one of us, and those purchases stand as reminders of what happens when you choose with your heart instead of using your head. Yes, turquoise strappy sandals, I'm looking at you.

Libs continue to scream racist at TEA Partiers and Conservatives. None of them seem to notice the racism inherent in the racism of low expectations, patronization of the black community, welfare, etc., that they used to describe their "Great Society". If any of those minorities get uppity and leave the Plantation they were called "Uncle Toms" until someone who actually read the book pointed out Uncle Tom's virtue of refusing to beat a runaway slave. So now they are Sambos. The slave who would whip a runaway slave. Libs never see that they have become what they behold. Also, it shows their shocking willful ignorance of even the tiniest arguments they try to lodge against Conservatives. You cannot successfully argue without logic and reason, yet they will continue to try.

I will never be friends with someone because it's fashionable. Just as I would never adopt a child from another culture as a status symbol. What happens to those people when the novelty wears off and it's no longer fashionable to carry an African child on your hip as you trot from one rally to another? Has anyone seen Madonna's child David lately? Anyone? You see pictures of Lourdes and Rocco all over, yet none of the African child she ripped from his family so that she could be relevant in a world that is forgetting her just as quickly as it thrust her to stardom. That's a rank form of racism and is all the more disgusting in its shallow emptiness.

All of us Koreans see it that way.

On Father's Day

2011-06-19T09:08:00.000-05:00

To all you dads out there, Happy Fathers Day. To all you sperm donors, go to hell, you're the loser for not knowing what great people you accidentally helped create. I am fortunate enough to know both types.

My dad was my step-father. He died as my husband and I started dating and my husband only met him shortly before he died. My dad was great and awful, as all good dads are. He wasn't perfect, but he provided for the family and let me know that there was more in the world than was in all the books I read. He'd pull me out of school and take me to construction sites, ships in the Houston Ship Channel (funnest day EVAR was going on a Russian freighter before Glasnost. Da, tovarisch) and we'd go see cheesy movies at the matinee. To this day he is Daddy to me. Yeah, he could be an asshole, but he was always trying to do what was best for me and my sister. He probably cared more than my two biologicals.

My children are fortunate to have a fantastic father who loves them very much. To my ex, his kids are everything and he makes sure they know it. One of the reasons my kids are as confident as they are is because they know we love them. Our daughters do not sell themselves cheaply because of their relationship with their father. He gave them a healthy view of their own worth by being a good father, spending time with them and letting them know his love. They won't settle for less than what their father gave them, in pure love, so any guy who doesn't measure up to Dad, will never get far with either of them.

My kids are also fortunate to have my husband as a step-father. Granted, he loves to hear his own voice (read lecture) and has a somewhat skewed idea of family (read any 50s sitcom) but they put up with his goofy ways and respect him for it. They are more likely to come down on my head if they feel I'm being too bitchy to him. It does my heart good to see them stick up for him.

I'm a rarity these days. I have four children, all with the same man. A man who, even after we decided to end our marriage, decided to still parent our children instead of leaving them to their own devices. No matter what, we may not have been married any longer, but we would always be their parents. We did not make them be the adults when they weren't ready to be adults.

I was lucky enough to re-marry some years later to a man who recognized that my ex was their father. My ex even lived with us for some time after he lost his job while living in another city. We moved him here with us where he found a job rather quickly and got on his feet. It was a tight squeeze in our little house, but we did what was best for the kids. Worrying about their father would not have helped them deal with things. He was lucky enough to meet a woman who understands his relationship with his children takes nothing away from his relationship with her. I like her, she's a good woman and he deserves that.

Dads do what is best for their kids. They work grueling jobs and hours to make ends meet, to make sure their kids have better than they did. They are the ones who, even after working all day, will still go coach a ball team to spend time with their kid. Yes, they yell, they cuss, the drink beer, but they love their kids. Besides, it gives their kids something to talk about on stage during open mike night at the local comedy club.

So, to all of you dads who stuck around, who care, who take the time, this day is for you. Enjoy it and hug the kids for that tie you're going to get. Wear it to dinner tonight. Then wad it up and forget about it with all the other ties you've gotten over the years. Take it out in a few years, as they've grown and remember that moment. Remind them of it, too.

Then tell them to go get you a drink!

Feelings. Nothing More Than Feelings

2011-06-18T05:27:00.001-05:00

The past few weeks have shown me a side of Conservatism that I rarely consider because I find it so outrageous that I won't even consider it a valid observation. People who believe in judicious stewardship and conservation of resources, who believe the market can solve problems better than entitlement programs are seen as emotionless, uncaring automatons doing nothing more than mouthing the party line while pushing baby unicorns off cliffs.

I think that typical Liberal view of Conservatives is why the TEA Party took them all by surprise. All of a sudden, Conservatives were animated, and even making themselves heard. Who knew they still existed? The 2008 Presidential Election certainly was no indicator.

But, the moment we show we're not what the Liberals have painted us over the past century, we're labeled loons, bitter clingers, ready to blow up buildings and shoot congressional representatives. Oh wait, Liberals Loons did that. Then we're painted by the stupidity brush, because we're just too thick to see Government and Obama as our ultimate saviors so we're just too stupid to decide anything. Sorry, I hardly think that two of the dumbest, overreaching constructions of any age are enough to save me from destruction. Thanks, but I am pretty sure I can do that myself.

Let me address one thing, the caricature of being unfeeling. I would counter that Conservatives feel things more deeply than Liberals. I would present to you the way that Libs pinball from one cause to another with no more deeply felt conviction than whether or not cute chicks will gather there as well to hold their undying support until the next rally or march.

Conservatives donate more money to more charities than do Liberals. And we tend to do so over a longer period of time because A) we only give to those organizations we truly believe in and feel deserve our money to do their works; and B) since most of us actually earn a living, we're very picky about who we hand it out to. We aren't out there handing out money willy-nilly to any glad hander who gives us a sob story. We don't trust people who expect us to and try to make us feel guilty because we don't.

Just because we aren't out there crying, screaming, ranting, raving and emoting for the whole world to see does not mean we do not feel things. We feel things. Deeply. Thoroughly. Because we think about them, turn them about, consider them from all angles so that we fully understand the things we are then going to expend energy on caring about. Without even realizing it, Conservatives, Libertarians, Objectivists are all observing a major Law of Physics. Conservation of Energy.

How Libs can constantly get worked up, day after day, week after week (if, indeed, they even pay attention that long) astounds me. I'll attend a TEA Party rally as long as I have the time, it's not too hot, and I can take a camp chair with me. It's not that I'm lazy, but I'm busy earning a living, living my life to spare more energy for anything less than the second coming of Ayn Rand. I'm serious. I have a house to clean, one more kid to raise, pets to tend and a husband that deserves much more of my attention than he gets. I have family, friends and many more who demand what little bits of my attention and energy are left after watching Red Eye in the morning. I am not going to squirt water from my eyes because someone somewhere is dying of starvation while a cow munches grass next to their house because some liberal demands I feel something.

Let me put it this way, I will save my sympathy for the people being kicked out of their homes because some greed crony capitalist gave them a loan for a home they could never afford so he could rake in tax-payer dollars. I will cry you a flippin river over the administrative personnel that have been sacked so that no union members would have to work the 40 hours a week they get paid for while screaming about their damned working conditions. I will fall prostrate on the floor, weeping, gnashing my teeth for the single mothers and fathers out there trying to get by without having to accept any sort of welfare because they want to show their children that you can make it if you just work hard, and that you will have much more to show for it than sitting around watching TV all day while demanding more money from people who work for a living.

I will have a damned mitzvah if one Progressive Liberal will look at their lives and realize what a waste of skin and oxygen they have been and take themselves out of the gene pool.

I can feel more than anger, but in the past decade it's been pretty hard to do as I look upon our once great society and see the whiners we've allowed to think are our betters. I could solemnly slap each one of them and have a little left over to kick Obama's shins.

Andrew Breitbart didn't corner the market on Righteous Indignation.

Why Liberals Have the Same Rights I Do, and Why They Don't Want You to Have The Same

2011-06-16T19:24:00.000-05:00

Today, in a fit of frustration over hearing the new lunches in California schools (chicken nuggets and corn dogs out, sushi and butternut squash in,)I ground my teeth, and fired off a post on MyFaceTube that someone I consider a kind and gentle soul took badly. So, this one is for you Lalania.

I want there to be Progressive Liberals on the planet. If only to remind us why a Free Market Economy and Small Government are the right thing to do. However, on Nanny State days, I could gladly punt them all off planet in a rickety space craft with no life support, headed on a trajectory to the Sun. It sounds harsh. It is harsh. And it stems from the fact that I am adult and I don't need some do-gooder telling me I need to do this or that, give up this or that for my own good. As an adult, I feel I'm a pretty good judge of what is in my own rational self-interest, thank you very much, Nancy Legosi. Just to be clear, there is never a day that I don't want her and Barbara Boxer, Diane Feinstein and Yenta Barbie all to just disappear from the face of the Earth. They can take Barbara Walter, Whoopi Goldberg and Joy Behar with them.

If you look at the lives of the Terminally Effed Up, you will see that they are the LAST people who should be telling anyone how to live their lives, what to say or think or how to act. I only have to think of my mother and I get livid at the temerity of the scared and too-afraid-to-live-so-I-have-to-ruin-everybody's-good-time goons. Just because you're afraid doesn't mean everyone is. Stop ruining it for everyone.

I have Liberal friends, believe it or not. Vegetarians, gays, lesbians, tree-huggers even. Why? Because vegetables are good for you, you love who you love and conservation of nature is good stewardship. I tease them about holding a BBQ on their birthday or getting them rainbows for the holidays. I bought a rabid liberal protester friend a t-shirt that read "Nuke the unborn, gay whales". He laughed his ass off then went off to march for the Gay Nazis or some such. The point is, we get along, because none of us is hell bent on changing anyone else. I try to get them to see reason, they try to make me feel all warm and fuzzy. I did once but it turned out to be a bad burrito at Taco Bell.

I will never decide on a worldview that relies heavily on emotion and they will never accept hard, cold facts as a basis of belief. You either get fed up and move on to clones or you accept they think differently and enjoy the moments you do have. There are very few people I have totally given up hope on and just walked away. Because I have to believe that every human being is capable of rational thought. I also happen to believe that there are some people who deny reality so heavily for whatever reason that they have become mentally ill. I call it Liberalism, many in the psychological field disagree. Just because most of them are stricken with the disease tells you all you need to know about that. (Read David Mamet's latest book as to why they are and that is.)

So you can kid me about eating red meat. You can kid me about what I think of the current round up at Greenpeace and why I think many people are gay to piss off their parents and society in some self-hatred so deep it's pathological and self-destructive to all who love them. I believe that you love who you love, but I also believe is Drama Mamas and people who think there is no such thing as bad attention. Hello Perez Hilton, I'm looking at you.

So do I believe that marriage is between a man and a woman only? Oh hell no. But I also believe that we should not penalize the breeders. If you want to marry your llama, so be it. Just don't ask me to watch home movies of the honeymoon. What you do with your flaming goat is your business. Just don't beat me over the head with it... and I won't feel obliged to push my heterosexuality down your throat in retaliation. It's not about going to hell or Adam and Steve, it's about respecting anothers beliefs. If I can respect someone who deeply believes that building a house out of trees they have cut down and processed themselves and replaces said trees with new growth, then you can stop flaming in my face.

Don't shut me up because I'm a gay man trapped in this woman's body. Don't try to silence me because I love corporations and big business and think it should be unfettered and let the profits fall where they were earned. And I won't make fun of you for eating radicchio and pretending to like it.

Being different is great. Different is different. But it's not dangerous or seditious unless you get all stupid and governmental about it. You just thought the libs were all live and let live. Most that I know are. But the political ones? They are mine to toy with.

How Modern Feminism Gets It Wrong

2011-06-11T08:06:00.000-05:00

I think I can safely say that my post on Palin Derangement Syndrome hit a certain nerve amongst my reader faithful. To both of you, thanks!

This is something I've always noted among the political demarcation line. I've polled several people over the past week, because I wanted to make sure I wasn't overlooking anything, but to a man, everyone I asked could not think of one single attractive liberal female.

Not one single person.

Nada.

Niente.

Zero, Zilch, nothing.

Just look at the cable news shows. Come on!

It speaks to something that most women don't like to admit, even to themselves. We are catty, petty little bitches. Most of us.

We hate women we perceive as better looking, smarter, more successful than we are. We savage each other viciously when we perceive weakness. We are barracudas. We will go after another woman with more gusto just for having a better figure than we will someone who threatens our children. Think about that one for a moment and realize the truth of it. And, it has nothing to do with political leanings at all, and everything to do with our history and culture.

For all but the last few decades we have lived in a culture and society that has valued males more than females. It's true. Men are stronger and more able to deal with the rigors of hunting than women. We gather and tend the hearth... we make the home. Natural Selection, that Darwinian Principle that Libs cling to like a Pennsylvanian to their guns, has shown that the males of our species would get the females by being stronger and faster, the better hunter. Females evolved by finding that beauty got them the stronger males. It also fostered jealousy, envy and some of the worst whisper campaigns I ever heard on the figure skating circuit. It made us vicious because of the competition.

Men, even gay men, can never, ever suspect the roiling pot of emotions that any gathering of females can be. Put in one attractive, smart, successful female and it boils over into a conflagration of hissing and spitting. Simply put, most women make me sick. I am not most women. I'm some weird genetic mutation that sees and understands the phenomenon and I am disgusted by it. We judge each other more harshly than we judge the men who benefit from the cat fights.

This isn't some women's studies manifesto. Modern feminists sicken me. I'd love to have a pet dragon to breathe fire on every single, last, ugly one of them. Shut their shrieking yaps. I'm sure you get that I don't have a lot of girl friends. The whole "let's do lunch" thing never got past my "What for?" screen.

Modern feminists scream and whine for equality they already enjoy. They don't want equal, they want men subjugated, corseted and tied to kids and the kitchen just as we were for millenia. Get the hell over yourselves you stupid, fat cows. What they really want is for men to find them attractive, too. Most liberal lesbians I know are that way because no male would have their fat, ugly asses. I know several attractive lesbians that have nothing to do with not being able to find a good looking man. They don't march, they don't scream or demand anyone accept them for 'who they are'. They live quietly and just happen to prefer women, sexually over men. Just like male homosexuals who aren't out there shrieking for us to accept them. Whiners exist across the spectrum.

Equality is at the starting line, not the finish line. If you don't make it to the finish line first, or at all, that's on you, but you all started out at the same place, the beginning. Women do not need any special favors to complete the race. We need only our own considerable inner resources.

So stop sniveling and whining about how you can't hang. Because I will bitch slap you and tear apart your weak, useless psyche for just existing and breathing my air.

Butch up.

Somedays You Search For Meaning

2011-06-08T21:43:00.000-05:00

And other days meaning finds you.

As a female born and raised at the end of the 20th century I have watched the hoopla surrounding Sarah Palin with curiosity and a ton of anger. But the laughs far outweigh the disgust. Today I experienced the perfect storm of clarity that made me understand what's going on concerning Sarah as never before.

Rush Limbaugh said on his show yesterday that he doesn't think Palin is a legitimate candidate or nominee because, and I quote, "Women hate her. Viscerally".

Today I figured it out, while munching on my burger and reading Ann Coulter's latest gigglefest.

Women, liberal, conservative, don't really hate Sarah Palin. They hate themselves. Sarah Palin is the mirror most dissatisfied women look at and hate the reflection because it tells them what they should be and tells them loudly that they aren't even trying. Palin is attractive, smart, successful in business and public office, and is wildly popular.

Just like a supermodel in Vogue magazine, average women hate her. Because she is everything they say they are, but aren't. They know it. We know it. And worse, they know WE know it.

Have you ever seen an attractive liberal female? Take your time. I'll make something to eat while you think about it.

Anything? No? You won't come up with one. The best they've got is Nancy Legosi, and let's face it, ain't nobody tapped that in a generation... or wants to. She's neither smart, nor attractive. Her family? Who knows if she really has one? All she cared about was acquiring power to progress the liberal agenda and once there refuses to be moved. Witness her death grip on Mjolnir when John Boehner took over.

If you stand Pelosi next to Palin, you know right away the liberals have already lost the race. Palin is fresh and sassy, and she gets far more right than Pelosi ever has. Even Debbie Wasserman Schultz, another dumber-than-a-bag-of-hair democrat, looks drab and very Ugly Jewish Girl next to Palin. It's a shame she couldn't use campaign funds to do something with that skin. Yikes.

Liberals look at Palin and know the dissatisfaction with their lives that they rarely admit to themselves. The type of woman that admires Palin is the woman who is secure in herself, loves herself and does not need the approbation of another person on this planet to validate her existence. She's more than a Volvo driving soccer mom, she rose above the PTA committees and girl scout cookie round ups. And she was damned good at it. She sits today as the most wildly popular, successful women our daughters will look at and hopefully emulate. Would you seriously want your daughter to emulate Nancy Legosi or Hillary Clinton? Think about it for a moment... I forgot my chips.

So the next time you want to just pop off and call someone stupid or deride their achievements, stop and ask yourself why. Are you doing it because they really are stupid, or are you doing it because they are wildly successful and their very presence on this planet is an affront to your mediocrity? Because I can tell you the very salient reasons I despise Nancy Legosi, Debbier Wasserman Schultz, Barbara Boxer and Hillary Clinton. I can tell you why I hate Obama and his Cronies with the heat of a thousand suns, and it has nothing to do with how they look or public gaffes. It has everything to do with their philosophy. I can name that philosophy and in this blog, weekly I spell out why I loathe their lack of logic and reason. It's got nothing to do with personality and everything to do with sanity.

So go ahead, hate away. But know why you hate, why you dislike and be ready to name it. I'd even prefer someone to say, "I hate her because she's everything I'm not" , and just pin it all down to envy.

Oooooo one of the Seven Deadlies!

Say Weinergate Without Giggling

2011-06-08T20:03:00.000-05:00

The past 10 days have been... something. Weinergate held us all glued to our news feeds. And it saw the "outing" to Middle America of the exact kind of hypocrisy they have been denying is possible by the main stream media. It was so obvious, that when it was all out in the open, they began turning on and eating each other. I cannot think of a bigger spectacle and I watched the Clinton presidency with rapt attention.

Andrew Brietbart who did the yoeman's work here, bore the brunt of accusations of conspiracy to smear and blamed for everything by the liberal media set, including Salon's dumber-than-a-bag-of-hair editor in chief, Joan Walsh, of purposely hacking Anthony Weiner's Twitter account. When it came out that Andrew was correct and just reporting the news as should be done, she turned her attack beasts on Weiner and still went on the talk show rounds naming Breitbart a scoundrel. I'm only amazed that she didn't get whiplash. There is a special room in the asylum for people able to deny reality that well. And yes, Joan, that jacket is straight off the rack.

I think the saddest news in the whole thing came out today with reports that Weiner's wife of less than a year is pregnant. Of course, it was leaked while she was on her way out of the country with her boss, Hillary Clinton. But what was a snarky joke around the water cooler is now something quite sad. It also makes Weiner possibly the most disgusting piece of trash in all of Brooklyn. I feel for his wife intensely. Not only does she have to face the world, married to one of the worst serial cheaters right after Bill Clinton, but she's going to have this squid's child. Something she was probably looking forward to before Memorial Day weekend.

This malignant narcissist is poison to everyone around him. His party leadership is demanding he leave his elected position. More than half of the voters in his district want him out and a special election run to elect someone with, hopefully, better morals than a cat in heat.

This is one of the rare times where I don't want someone I dislike on a cellular level to disappear from the planet. I want him to stay firmly entrenched among the people he cheated and lied to. I want him to witness, forever, the heights of power he once desired, forever barred to him. His personality type is one that will most likely choose to take his own life rather than live with ignominy. And for the first time in my life, I'm really OK with that.

The Birthday Edition

2011-06-07T06:59:00.000-05:00

My birthday was always a big deal in my family. My earliest memories are of picnics with the entire family in Boise's largest park, I think it was the Julia Davis Park, I'm sure my cousin will let me know if I got it wrong. Disneyland, parties, getting pianos, horses, things that took ages to plan.

My sister, whose birthday was at the beginning of March, was lucky if someone remembered to bake a cake. I always thought that sucked. When we were kids, I always felt bad that it was never convenient to have a big party for her. She had to get married and have her own family to get people who appreciated "her" day. I hope that they do it right. This past year we ate like stevedores at her house and laughed our asses off. It was my idea of a perfect day for me, I hope it was for her.

Birthdays are important for they are a reminder of our lives. I've never subscribed to the adage "another year older" but chose to think of it as "another year wiser". I don't look back on my life and think about all I haven't done. To be honest, My Bucket List is pretty short and if I don't completely check everything off, I've done the important things. To me this day is an affirmation of life. For everyone born after 1973 it certainly is a reminder that things could have gone a different way. So you really ARE lucky if you were even born.

Every year my husband asks me what I want for my birthday. I never can think of anything. I am very blessed to have been able to work and obtain the things through legal trade that I desire. My desire this year was to have the sunroom a bit cooler and comfortable as I am finishing up one book and beginning another and the laptop is not convenient to use for extended periods of writing. So he bought me a little $6 desk fan and you know what? It's perfect! He also allowed me to get a kitten as I was missing Rex so badly. The kitten is very cuddly and again, perfect.

I have friends who celebrate with me, if that is their wont. I am very lucky that they put up with me, for I am not an easy person to be around. Blunt honestly is not easy to deal with at the friendship level. I expect it from my friends and hope they accept it in me. The fact that I need to take off my shoes to count these friends overwhelms me at time.

Today I will take the kid to the dentist to have her teeth cleaned before she leaves for her internship (another fantastic blessing) and then come home and make a pot roast, because that's what I want to eat on my birthday. I may buy a cheesecake for myself. It's a tradition I don't wish to break at this point. I'll have a glass of Scotch and think about how blessed I am. I hesitate to say lucky, because I've worked for it, we have worked for it, together.

So all of YOU have a great day. That is MY birthday wish.

You Don't Watch TV?

2011-06-05T07:44:00.000-05:00

My husband and I are not apt to sit in front of a television and watch much TV. We used to. I pretty much planned my 20s and 30 around the TV Guide. But sometime in my mid-thirties I stopped watching TV as my main staple of entertainment. My husband I were gamers, so that chewed up a huge chunk of our time, but we stopped watching TV for another reason. We simply could not stand the messages we heard on our favorite shows. So, being who we are, we simply stopped watching.

We watch a few shows, record them on our DVR and very few new shows make the cut to be recorded. I will admit, I love The Dog Whisperer, but only because I'm waiting for him to have a dog a neurotic as mine so that I can learn how to stop her behavior. Once I know that, Cesar is out. By that time they will have a Cat Whisperer and I'll learn how to deal with our two weird cats. However, I digress...

Neither my husband nor I game anymore... well I don't at all, he's playing stand along PC games that occupy him for hours at a time. He clearly needs a screen to watch. I read a lot. Especially on my Kindle, because I have immediate access to the books I want to read, the moment I want to read them. Which has lead to some interesting revelations and understanding of why I stopped watching TV sometime in the late 90s. I've read two of these books in the past two weeks, Breitbart's I read a few months ago, just before Righteous Indignation came out.

David Mamet and Ben Shapiro came out with new books this week and both deal with the Liberal bias of the entertainment industry, with some admitting to out and out blacklisting. You know, that thing that they scream "MCARTHY!" about when A) McArthy never had anything to do with Hollywood Blacklisting, that was HUAC; and B) blacklisting is almost as bad as profiling, except for the fact that we deal with profiling in every area of our lives every single day of our lives. It's a survival skill, build a bridge and get over it.

Ben Shapiro's "Primetime Propaganda" is a classic "GOTCHA" book wherein he uses their own words to skewer the Liberal Elite and show them for the hypocrites they are. Let's be honest, they are out and out liars. This kid got over on some major Hollywood players by simply showing up in a Harvard golf cap and a Jewish surname. Right now the entire Left Coast Liberal conclave is trying to do damage control and it might have worked if they had not allowed him to record their words and been so smug thinking that just because you're a Harvard grad and Jewish that you're a screaming nut-job liberal. If any of these self-congratulatory retarded monkeys had bothered to Google Ben Shapiro, they would have found he's a right leaning writer featured prominently at Breitbart's Big sites.

The book will sicken you in parts when these folks reveal their unapologetic hypocrisy of bias against conservatives. It shows plainly why good actors like Adam Baldwin and Gary Graham never got the roles some felt they deserved. I will admit, I've had a crush on Baldwin since he was in "My Bodyguard" back in 1980. I didn't care what his politics were when he entertained me for hours as Jayne Cobb in Firefly and Serenity. I just love watching him onscreen. His style of acting is understated, but you never get the feel that he's just playing himself onscreen. Watch Independence Day if you don't believe me.

Gary Graham never got the breakout roles I thought he deserved. I watched Alien Nation on TV just to see him. His snarky delivery is classic.

These are just two examples I can think of off the top of my head. Two actors whose ouvre I enjoy greatly. Yes, I just used the word "ouvre" like I am James Lipton and this is Actors Studio. Stay tuned. Both Baldwin and Graham are contributors at Andrew Breitbart's BigHollywood site. I look forward to their columns (I still call them that) and get quite an education on how Hollyweird really works from their revelations.

I will admit, I love the work of David Mamet. His wordsmithing is like watching a talented jeweler create the most magnificent necklace. It's a thing of beauty, opulence and strength. Reading his new book, "The Secret Knowledge: On The Dismantling of the American Culture" his verbiage and use of language is exquisitely wonderful. For someone who loves language as well as I, this book was like enjoying a rare chocolate confection that makes your entire mouth writhe in ecstasy. Or, it's almost exactly like drinking a very old, very smooth Scotch. An orgasm for your senses.

Both of these books show, very clearly, how the Liberal Elite have set about dismantling the very keystone of our American Culture, our sense of home and family in a precise, studied manner for the past 100 years. For once you destroy that strength, you can convince anyone of anything. You get enough people convinced they are victims, you have a political class (Hello, black and hispanics and women) and pretty soon, you've got yourself a Bolshevik Revolution.

So, my readers, I encourage you to read these books and tear your blinders away. Stop supporting your destruction by people who are not fit to lick your boots. And always, remember this bit from the movie "My Favorite Year" Peter O'Toole's character Alan Swann goes streaking past a balcony where two men stand discussing business at a cocktail party:

Man 1: (looking over the balcony) I think Alan Swann is beneath us!
Man 2: (looking towards the apartment) Of course he's beneath us, he's an actor.

I've never forgotten that bit of wisdom.

Contributing Factors and The Usual Suspects

2011-06-04T07:15:00.000-05:00

A recent reports shows that crime is declining. Libs can figure it out. More people are buying guns and the economy is in the toilet thanks to their agenda, and yet, crime goes down. It's totally shows the lie of their philosophy that bad times make bad people. Let the hand-wringing and gnashing of teeth begin. Legal gun ownership doesn't make more crime and people appear to be behaving themselves even though most don't have jobs. What will the neighbors say?

Why are people buying more guns despite crime being on a downswing? Could it be they are taking Thomas Jefferson at his word, realizing that the Tree of Liberty must some times be watered with the blood of patriots? Could it be we're preparing to defend ourselves against the New Criminal Class? Who is this new Criminal Class?

The new Criminal Class is Politics. Let me give you an example, if I were to have two people apply to me for a job, and one of them was a felon, just out of prison for murder, and a former politician, I would choose the felon. Why? Because I KNOW for a FACT that the politician is dishonest. Murder is sometimes justified, but it doesn't make you a liar, so murderers stand head and shoulders above politicians any day of the week. Plus, politicians are sneaky bastards who are always trying to figure out how to try to steal your wallet so they can stay in power by giving it to their ballot cattle so they come out and vote in November.

In Texas we have what is called the Castle Law. It states that if someone comes on to our property and we feel our lives, or the lives of our family are in danger by that someone, we reserve the right to shoot them and call the police. In Texas we also own guns and have them in the home in most cases. Criminals know this, because they are not stupid. Criminals also know that gun control laws will never keep them from getting guns. Since Gun Control in Texas means hitting what you aim at, house breaking is a rare crime, especially in the cities. It happens, but the incidences are less than in cities commensurate in size in states where they try to forget the country has a Second Amendment.

When you know that your chances are pretty good of having your head blown off if you try to break in and steal my skill saw to pawn down at Las Vegas Pawn, that skill saw ain't so attractive.

When you have a state that allows concealed carry of firearms, you know that your chances of being shot trying to mug someone for the $5 you need for that meth dose, you will most likely not mug old ladies for their pin money. Street crime is not a huge deal in Texas. For one thing, it's too damned hot to wait outside for a good mark to come along.

However, we are faced with people in Washington DC trying to hold us up over health care and their liberal agenda and we do nothing about it. Because, most Conservatives and Libertarians aren't whiners. We endure and we have. But we do snap when we've had enough. The time is coming very soon when a lot of us will have had enough and there will no longer be anywhere for these slimy bastards to hide. There must be examples. A shot gun pump right next to the head is usually enough to make anyone piss their pants when they are in a corner. Let them experience that and then play it over and over every time they attempt to push their useless, stupid, god-foresaken agenda on us again.

I'm not saying shoot them. I'm just saying that I wouldn't be all butt sore if it happened. Because, nothing screams "I'm mad as hell and I'm not taking it anymore!" louder than a dead body being hurled your way as you sit in your self-important chair.

On Memorial Day

2011-05-30T07:49:00.001-05:00

Early this morning I read an article by Alex Epstein at the Ayn Rand Center for Individual Rights. It did not move me to tears as most sappy, emotion riddled articles do by leaning heavily on the emotional "for the greater good" basis. Mr. Epstein, for whom I carry a small torch of admiration, stated quite concisely that our soldiers do not wish to give up their lives for someone's agenda in some god-forsaken piece of desert, however, they understand the concept of fighting for liberty and freedom.

In some wars it is easy to see, after the fact, the liberty and freedoms they fought and died for. Not every war is about American Freedom and Liberty. In some others, not so much.

I was never so proud of my two boys as the day they told me they had signed their papers to join the Marines after high school graduation. To say I was also scared to the depths of my soul would be an understatement. We were already at war in Iraq and I knew they would be heading there at some point, despite the lies that Recruiters told us. I was lucky to have my Marine husband there to translate those lies for me. However, it was their decision to go, and I knew then, nothing I said would deter them. They had their reasons and were "adult" enough to stick to them.

My eldest son went into the Marines first and spent two tours in Iraq. His first tour was during the crappiest fighting to secure some cities with door to door urban warfare going on. His MOS was mortarman, but that did not mean he wasn't expected to go on the raids to clear out insurgents. The worst he got over there was dysentary from an MRE wherein he was out in the field and had to hump his mortar plate and pack while sick as a dog until they could get him to a medical unit. He lost about 60 pounds. The kids around their encampment called him Mr. Bones and he would hand out candy and dance to make them laugh. He came from a family that believed in laughing daily and wanted to bring them something good in their days. His second tour was a year and a half later and much had changed. We spent a lot of time on email and messenger services just chatting because he was bored back at camp.

My youngest boy spent one tour in Iraq and brought back tons of pictures that told a story that he didn't. His first pictures were of empty streets, burned out cars, rubble and were excessively depressing. A month or so later you see the streets cleaned up for the most part, and men on the streets and a couple of stalls at the market opened with questionable goods for sale. A month or so later, you see more shops, more men, some children. Then you see women at the shops, children all over and it looks like things are getting back to as normal as they ever can be in places that backward. He spent his second tour traveling the world, training with other military units in other nations. His pictures show that some Navy and Marine enlistees do, indeed see more of the world than a miserable desert.

Both of my boys got out of the Marines after their contracts were up. Both battle some PTSD, but both are trying very hard to cope and live normal lives as students and Americans. They work, pay their taxes, gripe about the cost of living when they're the ones earning that living, and making me more proud of them now than when they brought their contracts home with their newly minted 18 year old signatures on them.

Even though I do not now and did not then agree with the War in Iraq, I understood some of it. It is very dog in the manger for us to sit here and tell people experiencing the worst brutal dictatorship since Stalin that they have no right to be free from that tyranny. Is it our job to go in and "enforce" freedom and liberty? I don't think so. However, if that brutal dictator is threatening my personal freedoms and liberty by giving succor to my enemies, you bet I will go in and excise each one of them from their miserable existence. If I also happen to liberate millions of people yearning to be free, so much the better. But that was not Plan A.

Each one of our military people deserve our respect for doing the job the rest of us are unable or unwilling to do. For that very thing they have earned my respect. They protect the freedoms and liberties we enjoy and should want for every other person on this planet. To deny even one of them is to spit in the face of these young people who fight daily for it.

So, today, remember them. The ones who didn't make it back, and more importantly, the ones still out there fighting that fight so that we all remain free.

What The Tea Party Is

2011-05-29T13:36:00.000-05:00

I've spent the last of my patience reading an article by a well-meaning, but ignorant, Star Parker. Ms. Parker appears to believe, as the Democrat and Liberals do, that the Tea Party is an actual political party.

Only it's not, and never will be if the people involved have a thing to say about it. Yeah, Michelle Bachmann, I'm lookin' at you.

Tea Party folk are not, by nature, joiners. They are too busy actually living their own lives to care about anything else, with the exception of keeping the government out of their lives as much as possible. They are the ones out there with small businesses trying to keep their heads just enough above water so that they don't have to fire or lay off any more employees, or trying to earn just enough to keep paying their bills.

The folks who belong to the Tea Party don't sit about wringing their hands and crying about children, minorities or the "down trodden". It's not that they don't care, but they are busy working, donating, and giving of their time and talents to help in those areas where they feel they are best applied. They are the ladies in the nurseries rocking crack babies. You know, those kids the liberal elites wouldn't touch if their lives depended upon it. It's all well and good to talk about helping the great unwashed, just as long as they don't have to actually see them in reality. The poor and needy are a great thing in theory. Not so much in practice.

Tea Partiers are the guys down at the Quick Mart gassing up their trucks and filling up coolers with ice to go fishing because they finally have a weekend to go relax and perhaps even enjoy the fruits of their labors.

So, to respond to Star Parker, the Tea Party does not need a "leader", it has thousands of them. Everyday they lead by example. I know, it stuns Californians because they haven't seen that since Ronald Reagan. If you're lucky, you may see it again.

But never in California. Just as Andrew Breitbart. It amazes me he allowed her to post that article.

Don't Breed What You Can't Feed

2011-05-28T11:36:00.000-05:00

My sister reminded me of something someone once said to a whining liberal crackpot in response to the Liberal Kneejerk response (this was before 9/11 and the Tea Party) "What about the children?"

Yeah, Libs, what about the children? Do you mean your privileged upper class white-bread Ivy league educated children, or do you even really give a damn about the minds you have enslaved and enured in your potential killing warehouses of despair? You know, the ones you trot out every election cycle when you by them a jungle gym for the play ground they can't use because of all of the drug dealers? Those children.

Are you willing to free them from the bastions of mediocrity in their neighborhoods through the use of parent vouchers to go to decent schools and get a real education instead of the liberal indoctrination factories of failure? The union free schools. Yeah, those ones.

Are you willing to "allow" them to have a future where they are not called Uncle Tom for realizing the freedom that is the Free Market Economy that has nothing to do with Identity Politics?

No? I didn't think so.

Because you know you won't hold them. It's like the old WWI song, "How You Gonna Keep Johnny On The Farm After He's Seen Gay Paree?" Once they see freedom, how on earth will you continue to enslave them and hold them on the plantation of victimization? Because if they aren't victims, then they can stand on their own with no one holding them up artificially. They will know their achievements are their own. And they won't even look your way. Ever.

As for the Baby Mommas and Baby Daddies? What are you going to do once people see personal responsibility as something to be aimed for instead of shucked off like a case of syphilis? What will you do when the teenagers stop squirting out spawn like a Queen Bee so they can get more government cheddar, because they see a better way for them and their children? Because once they understand that getting ahead means getting an education and getting a job instead of getting welfare, and see that they will feel better for it, how are you going to keep them in that concrete play pen? What will Planned Parenthood do once no one goes to them for abortions as their form of birth control? What if parenthood really became something one "planned".

What will happen when Baby Mommas learn that self-esteem comes from standing on your own and isn't something handed out at the welfare office? What happens when they learn that sleeping around will never bring them the love they crave? What happens when they discover that love of self is the first step in loving others, including any children they may want to have?

Who can pretend to be the victim then?

What about those children that we want to be self-confident, productive members of society that will never learn those two concepts in the pit of horror that is the welfare system?

What about the children who receive a real education, and grow up to provide for themselves and perhaps, if they are so motivated, others who will work for them and be productive?

Does it really matter? You'll just call them Uncle Tom. And you'll be right. Because Uncle Tom was virtuous. And, folks like the Progressive Liberals will never, ever see rational self-interest as a virtue.

So, who is really for the children?

Rant

2011-05-24T17:04:00.000-05:00

I don't want to go off on a rant, but...

If you can't do your freaking job, then quit that job and get one you can do. I don't need a bunch of mouth breathing retarded monkeys expecting me to hold their hand and do their work for them because they feel they are too important or are too lazy to hire and train people to do the job correctly.

Don't pull me off something you've told me is the top priority to do a new thing that you deem a high priority, then yell and scream because the first thing isn't done.

Don't give me the worst information possible then scream because it's not right. I went with the information YOU gave me. If it's wrong, it's on YOU for not checking your flippin facts. I am NOT your editor.

Don't get butt sore when I tell you to die in a fire.

Don't lie about your ineptitude and try to blame it on me, because baby, I believe in retribution and scorched earth. Not only will I hurt you, I'll hunt down your family and hurt them, too, so that they never, ever trust you again and perhaps clean up the gene pool while I'm at it. Psychic scars don't leave visible marks.

If you can't be arsed to do your job, don't expect other people to put a high priority on doing it either.

But, most of all, don't email me when I'm putting out Fire No. 3,162 of the day to ask me how unbelievably busy I am. Because of you I'm drowning in work I will never finish if I'm not left to do my job.

I need a freakin drink.

For Zalbar

2011-05-22T16:51:00.000-05:00

Before I start in on a lengthy Q&A posting, I should let you know what all of these questions are in response to my blog Well, What Do You Think? that I wrote last week... sometime. In the spirit of full disclosure I should point out that I have known Zalbar for around 10-ish years playing games and chatting online. I do not know what he thinks of me, however I consider him the beloved little brother I never wanted. I think he gets that I love him and wish him only the best, because he was a good friend to me when I really needed one. Not too many people on this earth can say that about anybody.

However, with that said, Zalbar is from a realm that is so firmly entrenched in the Welfare State that he has a really hard time separating Capitalism from Mercantilism. Unfortunately I don't think they get Milton Friedman where he's at, or he would recognize it immediately and understand the rot within his system of belief.

Now, off to the comment, and my remarks, and please realize that I have no edited his comments in any way... go back and look if you doubt me.

"Zal, you obviously have not read my essay on the moral justification Capitalism. When you do read it, re-think the premise of your first comment here and we'll talk."

Oh, is that what it is? I read that post but parked it firmly in the fiction section a.k.a.complete utter bullshit part of my mind. Your account of capitalism was laughable at best and bore absolutely no resemblance to the reality that everyone else has to deal with on a day to day basis.

Here are some of the more outrageous claims you had in there:

I am wounded to my foundation to find that Zalbar finds my defense of the morality of Capitalism fantasy. Granted, my fantasies usually involve a well-oiled Antonio Banderas, but I digress...

You will note that Zal cannot find any resemblance to the reality of what everyone has to deal with. No, Zalbar, Capitalism Doesn't Really Exist In Your Realm. What you think of as Capitalism is what Milton Friedman describes as Mercantilism. It is what The Hanseatic League was in Europe until it toppled under its own weight. Yeah, we're going old school. You should look up these historical references and prepare to understand your world.

When you firmly understand the difference between capitalism and mercantilism, re-read my essay.

1. In other words, a free market society in which the market defines the value of an object.

This is complete and utter bullshit. Large capitalist corporations control the markets and control the prices. Gas prices are historically high because of fear mongering even while we enjoy a glut and overabundance of oil in the north american reserves and within the market.

Large capitalistic corporations are the engine that run society, my boy. They can easily live without you. You, however, cannot live without them. Just ask Michael Moore and Naom Chomsky. They provide everything we enjoy in this world. So, think about that when you sit down at your computer. Someone had to make each and every component for that computer. Your need did not provide you with your computer. Your ability to work provided you with the means to buy the components to build your machine or the money to buy one from a large capitalistic corporation that builds them for you and sells them cheaply.

As for the oil market, I will remind you that the Canadian Province of Alberta did ask us, shortly after the Second Gulf War began to please, liberate them for their oil. They are tired of being raped to provide Eastern Canada with their ability to sit around and complain about not being French enough to satisfy the French.

2. I have found most capitalists to be anti-greed. They see it as ruinous and dangerous to a free market society. And, they are right. Greed connotes backroom deals, bribery and outright theft.

This would be called "lobbying" and bribing officials to make sure that laws are passed in their favor. Big tobacco, oil companies, big pharma, and those lovely guys that genetically modified soy and corn.

Heard about your FCC commissioner that's jumping ship to be the new lobbyist for the NBC/Universal merger? Right after the FCC has approved it? No backroom deal going on there? How blind can you be.

What system has allowed companies to own and patent genes or diseases and prevent anyone from doing research or work on them? Yes, the capitalist system. Is it to make a "reasonable profit" from their work? No, it's to gouge people of their life savings to maybe ease their suffering.

Don't even get me started on HMO's in your wonderful capitalist system and seeking any possible way to get out of paying for what they're being paid to supply.

Again, I refer you to the dictionary definition of mercantilism. Please, understand this concept. Greed is the antithesis of rational self-interest. These are all words that anyone can look up, grasp and understand their meaning.

3. Unions are now irrelevant. Why? Because we have federal regulation that legislates the morality of doing business honestly.

I guess you haven't seen the working conditions in some of the slaughter houses in the very state that you work in. Essentially economic slavery. Does Smithfield get the law brought down on them for hiring largely illegals? No, gotta keep the profits rolling in.

Unions are irrelevant in a free market society. And in our society they are little more than thuggery factories of shiftless dirtbags who should have been drowned at birth. Doubt me? I was laid off from a GM dealership during a strike by parts makers. Did they lose their jobs over the strike? No, but I and a hundred more at the corporation I worked for, did lose our jobs. By the time they were doing call backs, most had found new jobs that did not rely on the vagaries of union demands.

A company can exist quite well without useless dirtbags demanding more for not working. The worthless sacks of excrement cannot exist without the corporate body to feed from. Is this point now illustrated well enough for even the oddly Canadian to understand?

4. Capitalism provides reasonably priced goods and services provided by fairly paid workers, who are then able to purchase goods and services from other capitalists.

What country is this?

Your ideals about capitalism are cute. Altruistic and naive, but still cute. They are, however, just that, dreams of fluff and bunnies, and about as likely to come about as the workers paradise of the old U.S.S.R.

The only country that even comes close to meeting all of those is the US, but these days it gets harder and harder to see that. Once again, I can only refer you to Mercantilism and The Road to Serfdom. And just for giggles and a little light reading, you might try Ayn Rand's Captilism, The Unknown Ideal.

And, there is not an altruistic atom in my being. I refuse to sacrifice anything of myself to make anyone else happier for it. In fact, it is just that type of thinking I want to stamp out forever.

You cannot argue rationally with someone who is so steeped in Socialist propaganda that they refuse to see logic or even reality. It is why Zalbar and I have had to agree to disagree on so many occasions. I can't make him see the light that is logical self-interest because he believes the lie of Altruism, even if he does not practice it. He thinks he knows, he thinks he believes, but the dichotomy between the promises broken by his political masters and the reality of his world keep him in fear of really looking at the landscape and seeing it for what it is, in case his firmament disappears as well.

Our biggest argument has been over the Canadian Health Care system, AKA England's Health System Mark 2. Even now the Canadian government admits it's a huge failure, no one can get decent care. I think Steven Crowder had the best video on CanukiaCare. He's Canadian, so he knows of whence he speaks.

So, I hope Zal doesn't think I'm picking on him. I just need him to open his mind and see things as they are, not as they've been promised to be. That only leads to disappointment and bitterness. I may not like reality as it stands, but I live with the hope that I can effect change and make it more to my liking that it sits now.

Atlas Shrugged Discussion Group

2011-05-22T16:01:00.000-05:00

I will be the first to admit, I'm not a joiner. But, for 30 years I have longed to discuss Ayn Rand's works with others who have read and appreciated them. So, when I was approached to host a group in Waco, I jumped at it. When I received the items for discussing the book from ARI I was like Ralphie in The Christmas Story getting his Little Orphan Annie Secret Decoder ring.

Then reality hit me. I know few people around here who have actually read the book, and understand it well enough to discuss it with more than the "It was boring and dry" critique. Someone had contacted me about going to see the movie when it finally came to Waco, however, I already had plans that day and didn't get the email until hours after they had gone. So I sent that person an email telling them about the group. I'm hoping to hear back. Family and friends who I think would like to know ME better have voiced interest. I think it's morbid curiosity at this point. Sort of like watching a zombie movie.

So I'm doing this thing. I'm going to do it. I shall open myself to meeting new people and hopefully discussing something with like-minded people who hold the same cherished desire of meeting people who believe as they do.

Now to find someone else who wants to do it, and doesn't mind joining a club that would have them as a member.

Working Hard For The Money

2011-05-19T19:46:00.000-05:00

Lately I've been putting in a lot of hours working. And I've also been brainstorming with the spousal unit on a theory of ours that would put to good use some of the crap science that's been looming on the fringes of Global Warming for the past decade. Hippies aren't the only ones that can benefit from crap scientific method.

The kind of work I do is sometimes the most mind-numbing stuff you could ever imagine, but I stick the iPod on play and consider it idea time. It's amazing at what you can think about when you're thinking about something that means nothing. No, I'm not suddenly espousing Sartre and the whole Nihilism cult... I'm just saying that when you aren't really thinking, your mind is still percolating. Recognizing it is what brings those ideas to the fore and you find you can really use them. It's not like I'm cheating billable hours, it's a serendipitous effect of what I do.

Years ago I had a job that required me to constantly think on my feet. My brain had no time to ideate at all, unless it was to anticipate the next crisis in an attempt to minimize the effects it would have on my addlepated boss. After years in that kind of Workplace Bosnia, I had to get out. One day my boss went a little too far in his attempt to make me accept the blame for his inability to do his job any longer and I walked. The job I had once loved was now something I could just walk away from. The mental challenges were no longer enough to keep me covering up for him with clients. In other words, I wasn't paid enough to do his job and mine and I woke up to it one day.

The jobs we do... it's like this, we are told we should put in 110%, go the extra mile, however, the current view is that workers are a resource to be exploited, they are a dime a dozen, with hundreds lined up to take any position. We are just interchangeable parts. Cogs in the machine. Now, I will concede, there are some jobs that are just that... throw enough retarded monkeys at it and they can do the job between them, and there are always more retarded monkeys. But the thing is, the one smart monkey who figures out a better and faster way to do his job will NOT be rewarded, he will be exploited by a less than moral boss.

A good boss is one who recognizes the ability of the worker, and pays him more money for finding that better and faster way to do things. He might promote him to find other ways in which things could be done better and faster and maximize profit, so that he could hire more retarded monkeys who would then have more money to spend on Bling and cell phone plans.

The less than scrupulous boss gives this employee a mention in the quarterly company newsletter that no one in the company reads and a $50 gift card, and keeps the maximized profits higher by then laying off retarded monkeys who no longer have to try to do their jobs before one of them got it right. Thus, never really making things better or faster for anyone at the job. And since they don't get decent pay, don't get raises or promotions, the able people leave for greener pastures and the employer never gets ahead of himself because he can't see past the slightly maximized profit of any money saving effort someone "discovers".

But he will go before anyone who will listen and talk about how great he is for his efforts to save paper or the whales or whatever fad he and his other mercantilists buddies are into for the gubmint cheddah. And everyone will think what an OK guy he is and how wonderful he is to mention his employees in their company newsletters.

You know, I am perhaps one of the most competitive people I know. Given a goal I will work my hardest to achieve it, then overcome it time and again. However, I have to see something for it. I need my cheddar, my cheese to get me to do it again and again. However, if I keep getting the same cheese for better results, pretty soon I will give you the barest minimum to keep getting my cheese. If you don't reward me I will quit performing.

Period.

It's not that I want a freakin marching band parade every time I beat a goal. Just give me what I want, what I ask for. Chances are it won't be anything outrageous or non-commensurate with the work I did to achieve the goal. Many people on this planet are not greedy. Many people are willing to perform a task to receive a reward. Those who aren't are retarded monkeys. Are you sensing my theme?

Motivation. It is what drives us. If you don't have it, you aren't living. You're sitting around waiting to die.

The Desperate Poor

2011-05-15T19:46:00.000-05:00

What are the "Desperate Poor"? George Soros and some weird Catholics are weeping buckets over them, yet I'm not seeing pictures of starving children in American Ghettos. They apparently only care up to the point where they actually do anything about it. However, I'm still waiting on the pictures of the children with stick limbs and bloated bellies with flied all over them. You know like the Christian Children's Fund and Sally Struthers used to do.

Why is that? Is that because their ballot cattle are so well tended that the only time they go hungry is in between bedtime and breakfast? Why are the poor starving in the warehouse of despair the Democrats keep them imprisoned in? They get the government cheddar and perhaps actually eat better than a lot of blue collar kids with both parents working hard to pay the bills and buy decent groceries in these days of ever rising prices.

So where are these desperate poor, George? Can you show me the poor? All I know from driving through the Waco Ghetto is that those bitches drives far better vehicles than I am willing to pay for. Of course, I know that paying installments on an investment that loses half its value the moment I sign for it so I don't bother buying a new car. EVAR. I pay cash for a used vehicle and therefore I only have to pay liability and uninsured motorist on it (I do live along the illegal alien railroad that is I-35)and anything I pay on the vehicle after that is taxes and wear and tear. I think it is the height of stupidity to pay installments on a new car. But that's me. I think the credit system in this country is seriously fucked up. Yes, I've used pejorative, however, I could think of no other term that as accurately describes our current status in the world than that.

Anyway... the poor people, the children, or whoever the hell it is the libs say we should be wearing hair shirts for this week... Where are they? Are they barely dressed? I don't think so. I've seen the kids at our ghetto schools wearing far better clothing than I am willing to afford for my fashionista. Either they are shoplifting very often, or they have more disposable income than I. If they have more disposable income, how can they be poor? And frankly, why should I weep buckets for them? Shouldn't they be weeping buckets for me because all of the money the government steals out of my pocket to give to them to keep them voting Democratic Party ticket? Or is that because I hate the poor, children and grandma?

It could be an amalgam of all three, because I know what a bitch I can be. I have been known to heckle, malign and be outright hostile to co-workers who did not do their jobs. I am a freakin' hammer for people milk the clock. If you're useless you don't have to wait to hear about it from someone else, I'll tell you right to your face. So I have no problem telling people on welfare to get up off their lazy asses, get a job and quit expecting those of us who are stupid and lazy to support them. When it comes right down to it, I have no problem watching them starve because they are too damned lazy to feed themselves.

Does this mean I hate children and grandma should eat cat food? Seriously, if you have to ask yourself that, you need to head back to Media Matters or HuffPo so you can regain some self-esteem and cry over snail darters and Lindsay Lohan. You want a gut check? I'm right here.

But I still want to see the pictures of the poor in America. Be brave, because I'll post pictures of Middle-Class Americans bowed by an unreasonable tax burden to keep their lazy asses in Nikes and Kraft Macaroni.

Well, What Do You Think?

2011-05-14T07:55:00.000-05:00

Those words are a trap. They are used by the people who refuse to think, refuse to decide and thereby abdicate all responsibility for living. They think that decision by committee is a virtuous thing. They believe that holding an opinion and sticking to it is intransigence and dangerous. This is used by the people who hold the opinion of whomever they happen to be talking to at the moment they are talking.

It is one thing to ask your shopping buddy if that pair of skinny jeans looks good, it's quite another to ask someone, knowing ahead of time, what their stance is on any subject, to use as a decision making device knowing that if it all goes to hell in a hand basket, you will use that opinion to point the finger at the and blame them for anything that goes wrong.

It is this device that Liberals use to say that Capitalism doesn't work. Liberals try Capitalism and can't hang because they don't, as a rule, have good business sense, or they think that Mercantilism is Capitalism. And it's my fault Capitalism didn't work for them because I know, for a fact, that Capitalism always works. It's my fault that they couldn't make a go of it because they couldn't conceive of true Capitalism and true free markets. They can't do anything without some crony boosting them up and helping them out. However, it's my fault because even with the crony Mercantilism, they couldn't hang.

Why does it matter what anyone else thinks? What is your opinion? On whose judgment do you live your life? The judgment of others? Why? Are you happy living that way? Or do you go through the motions never understanding why you're so unhappy? Do you truly understand that you have put yourself in a position to be made miserable on the whim of another person who has, perhaps, no moral compunction against making you unhappy so that they may be happy?

It is important to know what YOU think. Based on what you know form an opinion on any given subject. Do you think that your best friend wears a shirt that perhaps shows off her fat rolls in a way that in unbecoming, but you've allowed her to wear that shirt because you were afraid of offending her? Quietly tell her that the blouse is unbecoming and perhaps she shouldn't wear it out shopping. If she's offended and no longer wants to shop. Go shopping yourself. You don't need her to buy that purse. If you like the purse, if it goes will all of your shoes and belts, buy the mother and enjoy the holy shit out of it.

And then go out and have a nice cup of coffee and a pastry all by yourself and enjoy the purchase and the moment. And you will know that what you think is good and right.

And BTW, even with a mouth like a sailor, I think I have a crush on Adam Carolla. Calling Maxine Waters a cunt on air was priceless.

Week In Review

2011-05-13T18:47:00.000-05:00

I honestly did not think I would have the time or strength to post today, but something happened on the way to working way too hard... someone's Peter Principle arrived just in time for the weekend. As much as I regret that their inability to do their required tasks stopped a huge projects in its tracks, at least I'm free to drink new Scotch this weekend.

And drinking is good.

I was listening to Tony Katz's radio show, as I am wont to do on a lazy afternoon. You should listen in at All Patriots Media or on Wednesday at PJTV. He's got some really good things going on and his chat room is two hoots and a holler. I had more fun in there this afternoon than I've had since I quit the funk show at Aradi's back in the day. God, I miss Aradi.

Anyway, I actually called in to Tony's show about Illegal entry to your home vis-a-vis (pronounced veez-ah-vee)a law trying to be passed in Indiana, I think it is, that would not allow people to block illegal entry into their home by the police who have got the wrong address on a "No-Knock" warrant. In other words, according to this law, it really doesn't matter what the warrant says, they can illegally enter your home, search it and anything they find in this illegal search is fair game to prosecute you for any crime they perceive for you to have broken to keep you from suing their sorry asses for being incompetent.

Once again, the Advocate Courts have ruled against what our Constitution specifically enumerates as a power lacking in our governors power. I'm telling you folks, until we remove the folks in power who think they are entitled to it, we will change nothing about our country or our situation. Stop voting for the incumbent just because you know his name. Study up, know his values, and more importantly, know your own. Vote for the guy who best represents what YOU believe and who promises to take us in a the direction YOU see fit.

Anyway, I've decided to host an Atlas Shrugged discussion group here in Waco this summer. I'm putting out feelers and seeing who is interested. I am sure that the Ayn Rand Institute figured I would have loftier goals than just discussing the book with other people, something I have never been able to do. However, it's so exciting to meet others who know the same things I do. Our abilities and our willingness to use our minds make us heroes, not being elected to office because of the color of our skin. (Yes, that was a ripping good post of mine.)

It's not even the summer of 2011 and I've already got ED like you wouldn't believe. I don't like anyone who is running, and believe it or not, I still have people urging me to run. I honestly believe it stems from the morbid fascination that people who know me have in seeing what I'm going to say next. My getting up in front of a room full of baby mommas and telling them I don't believe in Public Education was something of a watershed moment for many people. They finally had to face the fact that no, I don't care who I am speaking with, I will tell the truth as I see it because to do anything else is faking reality and I'm not in that business. However, the tea was great at that little talk. I've never seen so many open mouths or bad teeth in one room.

We found out that my daughter has been accepted for a summer internship this summer in Baltimore. Warning to all my friends in Bmore, she can stir up the pot a bit. I have no idea where she gets it from. This is the kids who was more excited about the first Tea Party rallies than I was. And now she will be so close to DC it's scary.

Let's see, what else happened this week other than Proggies whining and crying more? Oh! Yeah! Mitt Romney evidently thinks that pointing out all the reasons no one voted for him last time is a good thing to do early on in a campaign, and he ever doubled-down on the whole Romneycare Massachusetts debacle. Sheesh, and I used to like this guy. Katz is right, Romney is out already.

So, who do I like? I still have that mad crush on Chris Christie. I will admit to listening to some of his speeches and interviews and turning the speed down so his voice sounds like Barry White or Lou Rawls. Pr0n for Conservatives, indeed.

Oh yeah, I spoke up about my disappointment in discovering that Steve Green, the Vodka Pundit waters down his drinks. Then it was pointed out that many of my embarrassing moments have come at the end of a G&T night. Oops, hypocrisy, thy name is Scotch Neat.

Anyway, it was a good week. Many things to contemplate. Which I shall do in more depth this weekend. Going to research some Unca Ted.

No Means No

2011-05-10T07:15:00.000-05:00

This posting will not be about rape or any other liberal feminist hot-button agenda. However, this is about being bent over a table and systematically violated by those we elect to represent our interests in DC. Lately, there doesn't even seem to be time for lube.

I watch the news, listen to it, read it. I get it from all the sources I can, because, to be completely honest, I don't trust anyone to feed me reality without their filters involved. I hear my fellow countrymen and women standing up and screaming that they are sick of their elected representatives not doing as they are bid by their constituents. I have to say, I was very glad, last November, to get rid of the placed Democrat who rarely came home to do anything, yet, ran TV and radio ads every election cycle telling us all how much he'd done for us while in DC. However, I'm not entirely sure his Republican replacement will be much better, but signs are hopeful. My main worry is that he will get bit by the "It's All About Me" bug that infests DC and suddenly his tenure in office will be all about how to stay in that seat, damn the people back home in his district.

Our state has two Republican senators. I write them when something happens that urges me to contact them. A couple of times a year I email them both and call their offices. Only one of them calls or writes me back. The one who doesn't is in a pout because we thought she was doing a fine job in DC, representing our values, and so we didn't nominate her to run for governor of our state last go round. So she's quitting in 2012. I never took her for a fit throwing toddler, but OK. And I'm already looking at the folks wanting her job.

The one who does write and call back, or at least has his staff do so? I keep my eye on him. I've encourage those in my state to write him, telling him exactly what we expect. Some things are realistic and can be done, except for the will of our elected representatives.

If our current crop of representatives acted in a real job-place the way they act in congress, they would be fired almost as soon as they started. We have no way to keep these guys in check once they are in office, because the same ballot cattle are hauled into the polling places and shown which lever to pull so they can stay in that seat. For the rest of us out here screaming "NO!" loudly, clearly, while trying to cling bitterly to our rights and property, they laugh, knowing their political machine will keep them there.

Chet Edwards thought so. He sat in DC, rarely coming back to his district, not even bothering during the Obamacare debate. I will be honest, he did not vote for it. Because he knew he'd be lynched if he ever entered the state. He got fired over the fact that he never saw a spending bill he didn't fall in love with. The new guy, Flores, seems to be listening, but he's new. He's a Texas businessman, but to me, he's a mercantilist, and therefore not worthy of my trust. He spent a lot of time running to Austin instead of running his businesses. It is my devout hope that he realizes we're not going to stand for this crap anymore.

NO MEANS NO! No more spending without balancing the budget. No more growing the government. No more welfare programs. No more handouts. No more interfering in our lives because you think you know best how we should live, speak and think.

NO MEANS NO!

The Hand That Rocks the Cradle, Part Deux

2011-05-09T17:16:00.000-05:00

I can honestly say that my adult life politics has always been in the forefront of my awareness of the world. For the past twenty years, my politics has mostly been local and concentrated solely on the school district where we live. Why? Because early on I saw that the Libs had taken heed of the adage that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world. The Frankfurt school and Saul Alinsky encouraged them to infiltrate the school and academia so they could have have a stranglehold on forming thought.

In essence, our academics are the Thought Police.

Recently, the University of Missouri-St. Louis had a tempest in a teapot blow in when it was found that one of their professors, teaching a class called, Introduction to Labor Studies was teaching the kids that paid for the class to do things which are illegal. The UMSL, today, released a statement which, in part read:

We have finally completed viewing the videos originating at the University of Missouri-Kansas City (UMKC) from the UMSL course Introduction to Labor Studies. The excerpts that were made public showing the University of Missouri-St. Louis (UMSL) instructor Don Giljum and students as well as the UMKC instructor and students were definitely taken out of context, with their meaning highly distorted through splicing and editing from different times within a class period and across multiple class periods.

It is perhaps unfortunate, that shortly after that statement was put forth that a student from one of the classes posted a rather long blog on his experience in the class. I read every word, I was rapt. This was a first hand account by a student who had paid to take the class, attended the class, and was obviously involved in the class to some degree indicating he was doing more than auditing.

After that, I read an article about how the US Department of Education is trying to take over our local school with a National Curriculum.

Help me out here? But we have the local curriculum shoved down our throats after our kids are already in the class. How is know ahead of time that my kid's "Contemporary Feminist History" teacher will also be teaching them all about "reproductive rights", and how to scream 'SEXUAL DISCRIMINATION' for being told your blouse looks nicely pressed... for once? Yes, it would be nice to know ahead of time that the art history professor will be going off on wild tangents about Marxist philosophy and crying for Che Guevara ahead of time so I know where to spend those important college dollars.

However, it begs the questions, what about local schools. Elementary, and secondary schools? We are not told about curriculum ahead of time and we're lucky to get a syllabus to glance over before it's thrown out the window to revolutionary whim. Hell, I'm lucky if I ever meet my child's teachers once they are out of grade school. For all I know Noam Chomsky is teaching my daughter about the Industrial Revolution through the eyes of an abject hypocrite. Of course, teaching high school in Texas was be SUCH a step down for that dear little socialist. He wouldn't leave his elite Ivy League school to teach "The Masses". He doesn't even know what the masses are, other than the people he steps over and hopes nothing gets on his red wings as he marches off to his next paid speaking engagement while on the Pentagon dime.

Let that one percolate around in your head a bit, then you'll truly get pissed off.

For all the decades the cry babies have been crying about the inner city schools, and begging for money, then ultimately holding a gun on the wealthier districts, nothing has ever improved. Test and reading scores NEVER improve.

And this is why I would immediately abolish public education.

No more taxes for schools that are turning out more and more ingoramuses than ever before. The idiots with high school diplomas are a huff away from being organ donors they are so brain dead. They have no desire to think or reason, they are used to having everything done for them because they are owed, baby. And YOU owe it to them, right?

Get rid of it. Hire tutors with money saved. Spend quality time with Little Johnnie by actually teaching him something more than how to get your favorite beer from the fridge and handle the remote by age three. Send them to private schools, parochial schools. Anywhere you are given value for the money you spend. Because you're sure and hell not going to see that from any public, governmental institution.

EVAR.

The Undercurent

2011-05-08T10:03:00.000-05:00

I subscribe to a wonderful newsletter called The Undercurrent. It's written by some brilliant kids who have restored my hope for the future. I see that not all youth are mouth breathing casting rejects from Idiocracy. I wish that there had been something like this when I was in college. Back then only the Ayn Rand Institute put out a newsletter and it was, to be honest, stuffy.

In this month's edition they have an article called "College, Because They Said So". The author, a bright guy named Noah Stahl, says something I've been saying nearly my entire life, that a college education, in and of itself, is not the panacea to mankind that the elites preach that it is. Not everyone is educable. Not everyone should go to college. It's why our drop-out rate is so ridiculously high.

I have four children. One is still in high school but has plans to go to college. Of the three out of my house only one is going to college. He's the one I thought least likely to go to college or desire more education. He's an art major. He plans on doing digital animation, and if what I've seen from him in the past 2 years is any indication, he's going to be fantastic at it. However, he went into the Marines a few weeks after graduating from high school and then went to war in Iraq. By the time he was out he was ready to settle in to filling his brain with more than mortar trajectories. Yes, these was math involved that the jar heads understood.

Now my oldest son, the one I was sure would go to college and get a degree in history and wow us all with his analysis of how things really went down. He's currently working at a Do It Yourself store, years out of the Marines and no real direction. It's not that he isn't bright, but his kind of intellect is not the type to sit in a classroom and be told what to think. Because that is what a history major endures before being set upon in the world to stand in unemployment centers looking for work as a burger flipper.

And that is why not everyone should go to college, or even be encouraged to do so. Why? The world needs ditch diggers, too. Liberal elites have gotten so many people above their ability to achieve anything that most of us think we're too good to work for a living, to produce anything. It should be automagically handed to us merely for the virtue of having sat in a class for years and getting a piece of paper for doing it. These kids leave college thinking a job will be handed to them, at the top echelons and they are quite unwilling to accept anything less than CEO or department chair for having grabbed a sheepskin.

It's not a real world vs reality thing. We set their expectations too high by telling them that a college education is their right for having been born into this country. Never was this brought home to me better than when Baylor University had a job posting for a an assistant librarian, part time at $6 an hour for maybe 20 hours a week. Sounds great for a student, right? The main requirement was that one have a masters degree to apply.

Huh? Buddy, no one with a masters degree is going to apply for that job. And yet they did find someone. I called out of morbid curiosity. A grad student working on their doctorate needed money.

What is wrong with this picture? Is this the unending Utopia the Elites promised? Working what is essentially a burger flipping job with the MASTERS degree it took at least 5 years to get. At the very least. It certainly doesn't seem like the land of puppies, kittens and unicorns farting rainbows to me.

I could be wrong. But, I seriously doubt it.

Head on over to The Undercurrent and read up. I encourage your to subscribe. These kids are really thinking.

And for you Waco natives who are interested, I am starting an Atlas Shrugged Discussion group. Let me know if you're interested. So far I have a few folks who would like to do this and I've received the packet from the ARI. Going to decide on a day and time and hope we can get more than a few folks coming to talk about things.

Parsing Language

2011-05-07T09:30:00.000-05:00

I just got through watching Condaleeza Rice take Lawrence O'Donnell. over his knee and spank his ass a glowing red. It got my ire up as I tried to explain to my spousal unit what the subtext was. He's high functioning Aspbergers so it has to be pointed out.

Condee Rice smacked him down with language. She used the Progressive Liberal milieu to undermine every singe one of Larry's stupid, idiotic, ill-informed attacks posed as questions. It was very much like watching Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, the dinner scene towards the end where Death comes to dinner party. Death informs them that they are all dead, so they can shut up. Terry Palin, playing an American woman, smirks and says "How can we all have died at the same time?" and emotes a very smug look. Much the same as Larry does when questioning Ms. Rice on decisions made in 2001 and 2002 based on the information they had AT THAT TIME. Condee, like death simply turns it around, however, instead of pointing at the salmon mousse, she points out the intelligence that everyone was basing sanctions on was all they had AT THAT TIME. She said, and I love this, "The information you have today will help you decide what you do tomorrow. However, it can't help you on decisions you made yesterday."

Bravo, Condee. Well done. You teased his stupidity apart and offered him up to the ridicule of everyone who understands language and that words have an exact meaning.

That brought me to my soapbox. Why can't people do this? Why do the somnolent public swallow everything the media tells them is truth, and then take that narrative out into the world with them, showing their complete and utter ignorance of their language, their world, and themselves. Trust me folks, it ain't that I'm so smart. I'm not exactly the quickest of cats on the best of days, but I do understand exactly what it said to me when it's said.

Why? Because I have a love of the English language that was expressed in the written word. I began devouring books as soon as I started reading at the age of 3. By the time I entered traditional schooling age I was so far ahead of everyone else I got to go see a school psychologist who tested me and told my too-ready-to-believe mother that I was a genius with a very high IQ. From that moment on I was treated differently and encouraged to read as much as possible. I loved words strung together. I loved how you could change the meaning of words with inflection and tone. I loved how you could use homophones to make jokes. Mad Libs were very big on car trips for me and my equally intelligent sister.

Today, in schools, books are only read if the kids are forced at the point of a gun. If there isn't a movie made from the book 98% of the kids wouldn't even be aware of the story at all. Their ability to string two correctly spelled or conjugated words together is iffy. Simply put, they can watch the nightly news but they come away with nothing from it, not even the lies that the liberal media try to push down their throats. Again, why do they bother?

Because, my friend, they want us ignorant and completely dependent upon them for our lives. They want us suckling at the government teat so they can tell us what to say and what to think and what's "good for us". If you don't know what they are really saying, you won't notice that it's not good for you and that they control your life.

When I was a kid there was a meme about words. Oxymorons and as kids do, we would giggle at that word. We'd point out things like "jumbo shrimp" and "act natural" because it was hilarious. But, my favorite was "eschew obfuscation". Before we knew what the words meant or even how to pronounce them we would just give that puzzled look and then ask our parents what it meant. And, in the tried and true tradition of parents everywhere, we were told to "look it up". Thank God it was written out or we would have never put those two words together and parsed them out.

Eschew means to avoid habitually. Kinda like not stepping on cracks on the sidewalk so that you don't break your mother's back. Obfuscation means to be evasive, unclear or confusing.

Once you knew the meaning of the two words, it was hilarious! Imagine a ten year old and eight year old laughing themselves silly in the backseat of a station wagon over something as arcane as that.

As a result of that love of language I can usually call BS on a lot of people who are trying to pull one over on me. If I didn't know what I know, I'd be taken to the cleaners much more often than I already am. I'm fallible, I want to believe sometimes, but, for the most part, ideologically, it's nearly impossible to use language to trick my mind into believing something illogical. It's why the ignorant ballot cattle will always pull the lever for people who always promise them better lives and never deliver, because it really will happen "this time".

I take my page from Aristotle who believed that it was impossible to debate without a precise knowledge of language and how to wield it effectively.

Meh, I need to go get the oil changed. And, no, that's not code, the engine sounds like a Singer sewing machine, the husband is not pleased.

Reasons to See Atlas Shrugged, The Movie Part 1

2011-05-07T07:57:00.000-05:00

Some people who read Atlas Shrugged come away with the illusion that Objectivists, Individualists are all a bunch of cold fish, unfeeling automatons with no soul. I had not realized this for quite a while after I'd read the book the first time. I got my first clue while walking through a Houston Airport, to get to my gate and being stopped by a supporter of Lyndon LaRouche who told me I was an animal. I didn't dignify the outburst with anything more than a smirk, but the moment stuck with me.

I've been accused of many things, some accurate, some not so much, but the one thing that always comes up with people displeased with me is "unemotional". That one will cause me to laugh out loud. Guaranteed belly laugh.

I imagine that it is because I don't knee jerk every reaction, try to keep a cool head and think clearly whenever I am presented with a problem. It is rare for me to argue while I am angry. I argue, I just don't do it with my heart on my sleeve. I think most people who know me would be shocked to find I have a heart to hang on my sleeve. Of course, everyone who reads this blog knows I can rant, but even that is done with thought, trying to use reason and logic to tease out anything that floats across my mental transom.

Off all people least likely to hide under a sheet with a camera, crying over someone we don't even know, Objectivists are the least likely suspects.

When you read the book Atlas Shrugged, the dialogue can be dry, and in some of the speeches, downright eye-crossingly boring. I don't think I've ever ready John Galt's speech without falling asleep a few times. Rand wrote that way and it sold books. I think it is because to people who embrace Objectivism we understand the subtext. Not only do we understand it, while reading it we're rolling in it like a cat in catnip. So, to us it sings and reverberates loudly within our minds and we rejoice.

I waited some 30 years for a movie to be made from the book. In some ways I was nearly relieved because I would rather have a decent movie made, rather than some Hollywood rendition of what they think it should have been. And as an aside to the Hollywood Elite, if you don't like the story, don't buy the rights and change it. I personally know a couple of authors that will never sell the rights to their books based on what's been done with other stories.

However, I wanted very much to see the characters in the book, in whom I have put so much thought and emotional investment, come to life. Mostly because I wanted to see the embodiment of Francisco d'Anconia. He has some of the best lines in the book and I enjoy his spirit of Puckishness. I also wanted to see Hank Rearden in action.

I was not disappointed in the movie. Not one bit. To see people speaking and being as my ideal of heroic man was a serious thrill for me. To hear Rand's dialogue spoken with such inflection gave me some deeper understanding of the characters. However there is one character that it appears I am not more likely to understand better. Eddie Willers. In the book I could never understand why Dagny didn't take him with her. I couldn't understand the end with the frozen train and Eddie left out in the wilderness with those who had embraced the goodies of Liberalism and left with no donors, could find no way to survive and thus wandered around in gangs, stealing and thuggery were their jobs.

In the movie he is still this cipher that seems almost unnecessary in the story, and thus I cannot figure out why she left him in.

So anyway, go see Atlas Shrugged the movie, even if you haven't read the book. Last weekend it opened here in Waco, finally and will probably close soon with the summer block busters coming out. I've already started looking for pre-order on DVD. The producers are determined to finish the project with parts 2 and 3. I honestly believe that this story is just as epic and wonderful as Lord of the Rings and as deserving of that kind of audience.

Go and listen to what is being said and look at what is happening. Realize that the book was published in 1957 after 12 years of writing. She was a prophetess.

The War of Liberal Aggression

2011-05-01T11:44:00.000-05:00

I recently commented on a blog posting at BigHollywood. Dan Gifford writes some good stuff you can really sink your philosophical teeth in to. Evidently, Dan and I see eye to eye on the real reason behind the Civil War/War of Northern Aggression/War for States Rights. The last thing that war was about was ending slavery. Hell, Ulysses S Grant owned slaves and used them during the war. Robert E Lee owned no slaves. Neither did Jefferson Davis. General Sherman said the last reason to go to war was over slavery. And, he burned Atlanta to the ground.

I figure these guys ought to know why they were fighting and what they were fighting about. But, the Yankees said it was about Abolition so that history would look favorably upon their Pre-Progressive ways. It's so hard to justify tearing an entire country apart over trying to shove rules, regulations and policies down the throats of people "for their own good". There is no way to rationalize it.

In the past year, ever since Arizona passed their bill enabling their peace officers with arresting people they have stopped for other reasons, for being in this county illegally, that we are once again on the precipice of a countrywide schism over States Rights. Be it Obamacare or Immigration enforcement, our country is pissed off because people who consider themselves our betters want to ram crap down our throats to keep us enslaved to their good will and power base. Because they know that once you start suckling from the government teat, it's very hard, almost impossible to wean yourself off of it. They want us all to be their ballot cattle.

Secession is not a term anyone idly tosses around. Not even here in Texas where we retain the right to do so because we were our own nation before we joined the Union. Many people believe we gave that away after defeat in the War Between The States, yet we didn't. All contracts are predicated on everyone doing as they have agreed within the bounds of that contract. The Social Contract the States have with The US states that the US is bound BY THE CONSTITUTION FROM doing certain things to the people they govern. And I'm here to tell you baby, the US broke that contract over one hundred years ago and has kept on doing it all the way down the line.

No one in their right mind wanted Obamacare. Millions went to their elected REPRESENTATIVES and told them so. THEY ignored the will of their constituents and pushed through legislation that is so evil it's obscene, all the while, never reading the damned thing they were voting for. Every single representative and senator who voted for the thing ought to be recalled, sanctioned and pilloried in a public square.

They refuse to enforce our Immigration policies (I disagree with them heartily, but that is another post). They are endangering the lives of everyone that lives along the border, and our national security, yet they don't give a rat's ass because it doesn't dovetail nicely into their narrative of being American Haters, too.

Right there, in the past 3 years you see the grosses breach of contract in the history of the world and you wonder why all of a sudden, thinking minds are saying, "Secession is not necessarily a bad idea..."

Granted, Texas could easily succeed on its own. We are extremely self-sufficient and have natural resources that would make Solomon blush. Other states do not have the wealth that we do. Plus, the US would lose nearly half of its military if all the folks in Texas came back home. We supply this country with most of its warriors and I firmly believe that their patriotism would encompass their home state. If any of the Elite Progressives had an ounce of self-preservation that extended beyond The Beltway, they would realize that just one state's secession could mean the end of their political lives in DC. Some might actually have to go home to their constituents. God forbid.

So tread very carefully you Progressive Liberals. The South may very well rise again, and thanks to all that carpetbagging, we're more than capable of winning this time.

Making It Easy For Them To Fool You

2011-04-24T19:15:00.000-05:00

I think it was the second Batman movie with Michelle Pfeiffer playing Cat Woman, when she catches a man raping a woman in an alley and dispatches him post-haste. She then turns around and grabs the woman and pushes her against the wall and says,

You make it so easy, don't you? Always waiting for some Batman to come save you.

You can see the video here. One of my all-time favorite scenes.

It makes me think of the gullible media and the gullible public. Both, so ready and willing to be duped and lied to as long as the message fills their pre-supposed conditions for trying to accept that you allow yourself to be lied to and manipulated. Evidently, even The New York Times doesn't realize The Onion is a parody of news today. And it's not the first time they've printed a satire as real news.

Because they are ready to be lied to.

If anyone has seen Martin Bashir's interview with Andrew Breitbart this past week on MSNBC, the man was literally reading off the Media Matters talking points they'd handed out to Libs In Front of Cameras without having actually read Mr Breitbart's book for himself. He was ready for Media Matters to lie to him and they did not let him down. Of course, he also looked like an idiot in front of the 12 or so viewers at MSNBC. But who cares? He's their token brown skinned anchor. No one is listening, so it doesn't matter that Andrew pulled down his pants on air and spanked his bottom until it was a glowing red.

Yes, Media Matters, alright.

Think about this the next time you sit down to read your newspaper or listen to the news. What are they really saying? Start parsing, carefully the words coming out of their mouth, then go fact check on them. You don't even have to have graduated from high school to do it. You can easily fact check and get the real story yourself thanks to the internet. But, you will have to dig deep. Dig deep and get the real story. Don't take the propagandists word for it, make sure YOU know what's going on, don't depend on someone else to keep you current. Educate yourself.

Besides, I love to start unfounded rumors just to see how high they will go. My best to date was some drunken idiot who lost his security clearance when I let it be known his home computer was hacked. It didn't matter that it wasn't his work computer, but his personal computer I was talking about, the guy got drunk and started talking. His betters should have checked out his liver damage and loose lips before they gave him access to sensitive material. He was compromised American ready to be exploited by some foreign power for their gain.

Don't worry about him, he's still sucking off the government teat like a good Liberal. He's just not allowed around things like hot mikes at a Presidential dinner or anything.