Tuesday, March 8, 2011

How to solve the energy crisis

Well, members of the Comrade's administration, that is several merry marxists, are held in contempt of court for refusing to process requests for permits to re-open and continue drilling oil wells in the Gulf of Mexico. A federal judge ordered the marxists to do their jobs and they refused. Perhaps these "officials" are on a roof top in L.A. with Charlie Sheen -- just too busy "winning" to do their paperwork.

Here's something we can do to compel the Comrade and his little green elfin friends to stop obstructing the life of the nation -- make them pay for their own fuel.

That's right. See that entourage of lobbyists and others (in many cases, czars) surrounding Comrade Butthead? Yeah, they pay to fill up all those limos, all that aircraft. They pay for it themselves. No more expense accounts.

Want to keep floodlights on all night on the White House lawn? Comes out of the Comrade's paycheck, along with the rest of the electric bill.

EPA's Carol Browner-n-browner pays all the energy bills for her HQ and other crummy operations across the US. For all her travel. For EPA web sites. Comes out of her pay.

Take it out of your pay, you silly buttheads. Pay for it the way the rest of us do, and maybe it will begin to dawn on you that wind and solar just won't cut it. Wind and solar are, at best, very primitive technologies. Kinda like if we all had fire pits in the living room, and struck flint and steel to get them going overnight.Wind and solar cost too much and fail to show an adequate return-on-investment.

But then return-on-investment is a foreign term and unknown idea to the people in this regime. The problem is, they've just whined and petitioned the government when they wanted something. None of them have ever had real jobs where they had to produce anything to make a living. If/when they have to start actually producing anything, the scales will fall from their eyes, etc.

The least we can do to assist in their maturation is to make them pay their own bills.

More later.Still thinkin' on that terrorist psychology thing, especially in light of the "We are all Muslims today" protest in Manhattan over the weekend. Read a couple pretty good articles by non-Americans about why and how muslim youths become radicalized. Very interesting stuff.

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

So what about 2012?

Actually, the world is supposed to end in 2012. On 12/12/12. Or possibly 12/21/12, which is probably the winter solstice. That's what this guy told me when he came in to fix the thermostat on my furnace. All the planets will align or something. I thought it came from the Mayan calendar, but why the Mayans would know when the world would end is anyone's guess. More likely they just ran out of stone and figured 12/21/12 was so far into the future, they'd never live to see it anyway.

I don't believe the world will end in 2012, except for the Comrade, because we will get to elect another president.

So, last election I was hoping Newt Gingrich would run, and he hinted he might. However, with "Obamania" overwhelming any sort of rational decision-making in America, Newt never even threw his hat in the ring. He kinda-sorta-half threw his hat in the ring on Hannity the other night. That is, he and Callista have launched an "exploratory" Web site -- probably seeing what kind of reaction he'll get and also to see what kind of funds he can raise. I'm not being crass or cynical here. A presidential campaign takes lots of money.

I love Newt Gingrich. Partly because he stood up to Can't-Keep-It-Zipped Clinton like a pitbull, but also because he (Newt, that is) has an enduring interest in American history and a true and enlightened appreciation for this country. I mean, Newt taught US history before he got into politics. And with a guy named Forshtchen, Newt wrote a US Civil War trilogy -- kind of a what-if -- that was actually pretty good. It replayed the war, beginning with the question, "What if Meade had lost at Gettysburg?" That was the first book in the set.

At the time, I was writing a very different kind of Civil War novel -- mine focusing more on the civilian personal experience of the Civil War -- but I understand all the military stuff. So for days after reading the first book in Newt's trilogy I walked around with a heavy heart and knots in my stomach, depressed and wanting to scream in anguish due to the sacking of Harrisburg and Lee approaching Baltimore. (I was still having my main character's PTSD nightmares about Antietam at the time.)

One nice thing, I sent Newt Gingrich a copy of my novel -- uninvited -- and he sent me back a really nice personal thank you. I really appreciated that.

But I also truly believe that Newt Gingrich would make an excellent president. I think it's Hannity who keeps saying he'd love to see Newt and the Comrade in the debates. So would I, because I think the Comrade would be a little bit out of his depth in that situation. Newt Gingrich truly knows and understands America; the Comrade does not. The contrast would be unmistakable.The Comrade out there cheerleading like a community organizer, Newt with lots of insight and a broad frame of reference on policy. And respect for the Constitution.

The downside is Newt has a lot of baggage. Or, as the pollsters say, "a lot of negatives." Of course, anyone who actively engages in politics in the US on the conservative side is going to take some heavy fire -- especially from a blatantly liberal media establishment -- and Newt's had some pretty fierce experience. He's also been married three times.

So I kinda hope both the Tea Party and the independents will have given up on the concept of "can't we all just get along" by the time the big nominating conventions come along. I mean, Pazzo and Nero Reid, Howard Dean, Durbin -- the whole miserable crew of merry marxists -- they aren't going to give up. Why work together to fix the nation when they can work to make the "other guys" look bad? I mean, really, as the power-mad see it, there's not much at stake here. For them the only value the US has, really, is as a canvas for their grandiose ambitions.

Anyway, if the Tea Party and the independents are willing to trade harmony for effectiveness by this time next year, Newt will be the best available choice. We will need a fighter and someone with the tools to win -- and that means intelligence and a truckload of political experience.

Then on the same Hannity show where Newt made his semi-announcement, Rudy Giuliani came on, talking about the Middle East and everything else. Rudy reminded us all that the US is still just about the most powerful nation in the world. He noted that while all we hear about is recession and debt, the US economy is still three times the size of Red China's. And Rudy managed to hold it all together on 9/11 as Mayor of New York City -- and postponed the scheduled mayoral election to see the job through.

But Rudy's got the same kind of "negatives" as Newt Gingrich -- and also three wives, if I recall correctly.

But these two guys, either one I could very happily support. To tell the truth, I worry about Mitt Romney's association with socialized medicine in Massachusetts, realizing he couldn't have done that by himself; it was a statewide decision. I love Mike Huckabee, but I think the US right now needs someone with a harder edge. Though Huckabee has never failed to rise to the occasion. He's just such a nice guy....

And anyway, that's it for now. Been reading a lot about terrorist psychology. Stay tuned....

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Welcome to the funny farm

In stressful times, many people have a tendency to go nuts.

On a minor scale, there's the whack-job running North Korea who just fires off missiles whenever the spirit moves him.

Closer to home and non-political, poor Charlie Sheen blankets TV with interviews that clearly indicate he's in a drug-induced fog of delusions of grandeur. Which, in turn, tend to generate into delusions of persecution -- that paranoia we all here so much about. Poor Charlie. Cocaine destroys brain chemistry, you know? And this also looks just a little bit more like male menopause than the arrival of the Hollywood ubermensch, as he suggests. I just remember Freddie Prinz, John Belushi, Michael Jackson, etc. etc., and afterwards people going, "Where were their families? Couldn't anyone stop them from destroying themselves?" Well, apparently not.

Then, of course, we have the Middle East.

Kadaffy certainly is ugly, isn't he? Heard something very funny. Many European leaders are calling for Kadaffy to step down, finally joined by our Comrade, who hasn't got a clue about foreign relations so usually waits to see what others doing and takes his cue from them. So Kadaffy explains that he's not the head of state. He has no authority. All he ever did was make a revolution, and then he went back to his tent. With a whole army and lots of lethal military devices. He's a real hoot.

Meanwhile, in efforts to change his blood thirsty thug public image, Abracadabrajab in Iran makes a speech where he pretends to be shocked! shocked! that Kadaffy is shooting down his own people. Hey, Abra, look out your window. Seems Kadaffy is following your lead.

The more antsy in our government want the US to "do something." They're sending aircraft carriers and all kinds of things into the Mediterranean. You know what? We don't need another war. Just pull a "Reagan," target Crazy Kadaffy, blast the crap out of him in his tent, then pack up and go home. Know what I mean? I mean, if you must. Half of Kadaffy's "army" has already defected. Without their bonkers boss, they probably won't continue the fight.

Then we have the Mad 14 from Madison. Still holed up in a hotel somewhere. Apparently one Wisconsin legislator -- one who actually showed up for work -- met with the Mad 14 in Kenosha. (I go grocery shopping in Kenosha. This is very local for me. Wonder where they met?) Some of those 14 actually seem to want to go back to Wisconsin and assume their responsibilities. One of them is six months pregnant, so I would guess she's only good for the short term.

Anyway, crowds of loony socialist teenagers continue to mob the capitol. They must be die-hard Astro-Turf, earning their $10.00 an hour. I should check CraigsList. SEIU was running ads on CraigsList for the longest time, looking for "halfwits to carry signs and curse at TV cameras" or something like that. $10.00 an hour. No kidding. 'Course the crazies in Madison don't seem to be SEIU -- or at least they exchanged their purple shirts. But they're still crazy. Still insisting that the governor and the legislature will be able to wring just a few more drops of blood from a budget that's already in the red.

Patsy Cline sang this song time ago that's really a classic now. It's a love song, but it starts out, "Crazy..."

Yep.

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Monday, February 28, 2011

Global something...

Looking out my window, watching it snow. Again. Thunder snow. I've gotten to the point of checking weather reports before I run to the grocery store, just to make sure I won't get stuck for 16 hours in the middle of the road somewhere.

I've seen winters like this before -- 1967, 1979... One year in Chicago the temperature didn't get above zero for more than a month. So the snow didn't melt between storms. You'd carve out a pathway in front of your home (if you had sufficient cabin fever) and observe the various layers of snow like studying an archeological dig. "Oh, that fourth layer down must have must New Years. Look, there's confetti in it."

Some people claim that the large amount of snow this year is due to global warming. That is, the warmth melts the glaciers. The melted glaciers evaporate into the atmosphere, yada-yada-yada.

However, I'd like to point out that the term is "global warming." Warm + snow = rain.

Snow, (NOT rain) in Atlanta and all over the South this year. So I guess all this snow (NOT rain) is just recycled glaciers. They've just moved south. Funny how that all works out, isn't it?

And using EPA Best Practices, I think I figured out the problems confronted by the Donner Party.

The Donners, among others, got snowed in en route to California. They were flatlanders, from Sangamon County, Illinois, actually. So they arrived about a month late in the Sierras due to taking bad advice and getting lost and lots of other things. It was raining in a lovely valley in a place now called Donner Lake, and they rather welcomed the rain after spending about a month with nothing but the Humboldt River for a water supply.

Anyway, being flatlanders, apparently it didn't occur to the Donner Party that when it rains at lower altitudes, it snows in the mountains. So they continued on, determined to get over the Sierras and to California before winter set in. They got stuck, though, and some of them ended up cannibalizing their dead just in order to survive.

By estimate of residents, about 36 FEET of snow fell that year over what's now called Donner Pass. It was unusual, and I've read accounts that say it was a record, period, and has yet to be beat.

Of course, that's really irrelevant, because thanks to the EPA, we can all understand what really happened.

The Donners used oxen to pull their wagons. Those are steers, you know. Bovines. And we all know that bovines emit methane gas. No doubt introducing all those carbons into the atmosphere melted something, which did something else, which ended up in the bizarre phenomena of snow caused by warmth. Or whatever. You know. I'm sure the EPA could explain it

So it was the cattle farts that caused the whole problem.

If Carol Browner-and-browner and/or Pazzo Pelosi had been around, I'm sure they would have stopped the whole wagon train business. Just taxed the dickens out of them, $1,000.00 per foot of travel or something. And California wouldn't be part of the USA right now. And maybe we'd all be better off.

I'm really tired. And tired of snow.

Save the Republic.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Hey, teach, ever hear of Socrates?

It occurs to me that if American school kids are illiterate and have no appreciation for this country, it isn't hard to figure out why. Just look at their teachers.

Yeah, look at them. Being unionized because they don't have the guts or capability to negotiate their own pay and benefits, I'm assuming they're largely democrats. Or at least represented by democrats, who are funded largely by unions. Sounds kinda like a dog chasing his tail, doesn't it?

At any rate, these idiots lose an election because the rest of the nation is slowly circling the drain economically, and as a consequence -- THROUGH THE DEMOCRATIC ELECTORAL PROCESS --  the unions are losing their bargaining power. And these are only the public employee unions, you know. In the private sector, employees figured out a long, long time ago they were better off without labor unions, which only held them back.

So, no, if their party loses an election and they're compelled to participate in what's been touted by their "leaders" as "shared sacrifice," then all bets are off for them. They don't like democracy anymore. Maybe mob action, but not the peaceful, rational kind that's embedded in our constitutional republic.

Yet they complain about their "rights." Individuals have rights. Unions don't. Governments don't. Only individuals have rights.

The unionized teachers and their democrat reps are losing the game, so they're just going to take their ball and go home, like the snotty, spoiled little punks they are. Think they've been too long sucking the public tit? Lost all their pride and self-respect?

These people are teaching American children about civics? No wonder the under-21 crowd voted for the Comrade. For them it has nothing to do with principle or honor or individuality. It's all about the "free" ride -- the one that Somebody Else pays for.

These silly asses who have been hired as teachers, perhaps have never heard of Socrates. They claim to be "educated," but probably went through the public schools with half-assed instructors like themselves, then  spent their college years getting drunk and laid. Apparently they entirely missed all that jazz about Socrates. After all, Socrates is just a dead white male, right?

Socrates lived in Ancient Athens. Mainly he spent his life hanging on street corners and telling people what he thought about things. He believed in democracy and preached democracy, and developed a following of younger people.

Their parents became concerned about this. Athens was democratic, but their majorities elected tyrants who had absolute power to run the state, so in many ways, it really wasn't so very different from the way we do it now.

Anyway, the parents of Socrates' youthful fan club got very concerned that Socrates was subversive in some way. They accused him of something like contributing to the delinquency of minors. He was found guilty and sentenced to death.

In those days, the way they did a death sentence was they made you drink hemlock. Socrates drank the hemlock. He said because he'd always preached democracy, and it was a democracy that had condemned him. So he stuck by his principles. There's this very moving painting by this French guy named David that dramatizes it. If any of you "teachers" have any interest in culture, you might look that up. Maybe you could even learn something.

So look at it this way, unionized teachers -- nobody's asking you to drink hemlock, even though you could be accused of contributing to the delinquency of minors. Personally, I think you should all be fired. Just fired. And you will be -- no one can afford to deal with your bullshit anymore. It's that simple.

But you're not taking my country down with you. You are dispensable. The USA is not.

Save the Republic.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Cheddarheads and blockheads

Actually I just live about three miles from Wisconsin, so I feel a certain affinity with those behind the "Cheddar Curtain," as a local broadcaster likes to say. And I can't help it, but I find parts of this hassle with the public unions hysterically funny.

What I find most curious is these crazy democrat legislators who've gone to Canada or someplace so that the Wisconsin legislature won't have a quorum and can't vote on the bill to curtail collective bargaining.

I mean, really. You've got all these cheddarhead teachers and their halfwit students camping out in some really crummy weather -- hail, snow, thunder, lightning, you name it. They're out there begging to have the democratic process kicked to the curb in favor of their particular form of "Let's make a deal."

(Oops! Wrong door. You got the big rocking chair instead of the '72 Camaro.)

Truly. Think about it. They prefer "rule by man" to "rule by law." And then their representatives in the state assembly run and hide somewhere and claim they're acting in the best interests of their constituents?

When the Comrade was elected to the chagrin of many in the USA, he flipped off claims that he was a rabid socialist and would destroy the country by noting that "Elections have consequences."

Yeah. They do.

Apparently the Comrade and all the rabble he's busing into Madison don't believe in elections or democracy and certainly NOT the whole concept of a constitutional republic -- unless the wind is blowing their way.

Do you really need any more evidence to demonstrate where the Comrade's sentiments lay? He doesn't give a damn about America. He doesn't understand American principles. He acts against our interests in favor of dictatorial rule.

And that's what he calls "democracy." A bunch of ignorant piggies snuffling around in the freezing cold and making noise -- and garbage -- as long as they're marxist socialists like himself. The Comrade cannot even conceive of the idea that people really want to be free. Free. Not saddled with $14 trillion of debt, shitty health care, welfare, food stamps, debt, debt, debt.

We don't want that, Even the school kids in Chicago have rejected the carrot sticks and all that crap. None of this is viable. Nobody wants any of it.

Comrade: Why are you working so hard to ruin this country? Is it that your daddy never made it as King of Kenya or whatever the hell he was going for? Is that it? You're going to wreck the whole world because he was a drunk who killed himself before he could realize his dreams? Not my fault, dude.

I mean, if the Comrade doesn't like America, he's free to get the hell out. I'm sure Abracadabrajab, Monkey-puss Chavez, even Castrate in Cuba would embrace him with a big ol' soviet-style bear hug.

So why does the Comrade stay here and try to ruin the USA?

If he has death wish, that's fine for him. But why does he work like an islamo-terrorist to take all the rest of us with him?

The Comrade is not making anything better for anyone. He's only stomping the life out of the last great hope of earth.

Why? It always come back to that. How can anyone be so embittered, so self-hating, so anti-life that they would do something like this?

I just don't get it.

Meanwhile, keep a good thought. Every time I think of those Wisconsin democrats, I get this image of them  cowering in some hotel room, blinds drawn, shivering in the dark like a drug dealers on the run -- and it just makes me laugh. Trash can stuffed with pizza boxes and fast food wrappers. Empty bottles from the mini-bar. Three days of stubble. Dirty socks. Here's the Wisconsin democrats.

What are they running from? Democracy? What a bunch of bockheads. It's all right. You can come home. All is forgiven. We don't kill people here for disagreeing. But when you lose you lose. Why not just grow a set? Suck it up and earn your pay like grown-ups. But then that's what you get with so-called cradle-to-grave socialism -- a bunch of big babies who can't accept reality.

Save the Republic.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Who's a greedy li'l piggy?

Well, Scott Walker, governor of Wisconsin, wants unionized state employees to begin carrying some of their own freight, i.e., contributing to their own health care and pension funds. Welcome to the real world.

The union members seem to think they're some kind of elite that qualifies in some magical way to get everything they want at everyone else's expense.

Ah, but they work so hard. Yeah. So do the people they're thieving from.

Cross these union buttheads and they'll unleash their teen-aged students on you. O-o-o-o-h, scary. One such teenage kid spoke to Greta Van Susteren tonight. She asked him, "Well if the state is in debt, where will it get the money to pay for the benefits?"

This upstanding example of American youth explained very simply: "Tax the rich." He must have gotten one of those iTunes thingies with the Comrade's speeches on it. Like the one the Comrade gave to Queen Elizabeth. (Hey, Liz, as an American, I'm really embarrassed about that and I apologize if no one else will.)

And something that Wisconsin student failed to consider -- I guarantee, if there any millionaires living in Wisconsin, they also have home(s) in Florida or Texas someplace. All they have to do is change their permanent address. Then where will the union piggies be?

But I guess it's clear what kind of an education the kids are getting from the unionized teachers. I've said it before: the socialists recruit youth the same way drug dealers do -- and for exactly the same reasons.

Here's a song for public employee union members in Wisconsin and, really, everywhere:
Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt?
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse....
    -- an old Beatles tune
Greed comes in all flavors. At least millionaires make their own money instead of sucking the life out of the republic, like vampires feeding off their neighbors.

And to add a Keystone Kops gloss to the whole affair, all the democrat state senators got on a bus and hid out at a hotel in Rockford, Ill., rather than take their seats in the legislature and address the issue. What a bunch of gutless and actually brainless wimps. When it doubt, back the hell out. Is that it? Again, they seem to be taking their cues from the White House.

Remember Ronald Reagan and the air traffic controllers?

If I was Governor Walker, I'd fire their sorry union asses to save the state's economy. Plenty of unemployed -- and well-educated unemployed -- to fill the empty spaces. And I do mean empty. Positively vacuous.

Save the Republic.