Cold Fury

Harshing your mellow since 9/01

Lies, lies, nothing but lies

It’s all they have, and all they’ve ever had.

Shortly before Special Counsel Robert Mueller filed his report on the Russia investigation last month, Sens. Chuck Grassley, R-Iowa, and Lindsey Graham, R-S.C., alerted Attorney General Bill Barr to what they described as the “selective” use of emails in Mueller court filings — as well as potential “improper political influence, misconduct, and mismanagement” in the FBI’s original Russia probe.

In a March 8 letter, Grassley and Graham referred Barr to a letter sent to Mueller in late 2017 that alleged his investigators had cherry-picked details from emails to include in court documents, urging him to review the materials. They also notified him that they had asked DOJ Inspector General Michael Horowitz a year earlier to review the original FBI probe.

Fox News has also obtained the 2017 letter (above) from Grassley to Mueller, which spelled out the lawmakers’ concerns about the “absence of additional context” in the court filings — as well as concerns over how those documents were covered in the media. “The glaring lack of [context] feeds speculation and innuendo that distorts the facts,” Grassley wrote at the time.

That court filing said Papadopoulos emailed another campaign official in May 2016 with the subject line, “Request from Russia to meet Mr. Trump.” The document said the email stated that Russia “has been eager to meet Mr. Trump for quite sometime and have been reaching out to me to discuss,” adding in a footnote that the official forwarded the email to another campaign official asking to discuss: “We need someone to communicate that DT is not doing these trips. It should be someone low level in the campaign so as not to send any signal.”

The senators said media outlets then seized on the fragments to report a “Campaign official suggested ‘low level’ staff should go to Russia.” However, they said the full emails — obtained from the Trump campaign — tell a different story.

“In full context, the emails in question actually show that the Trump Campaign wanted someone ‘low level’ to decline these types of invitations,” Grassley and Graham wrote in the letter to Barr.

Anybody surprised? If so, may I ask why, exactly? The remarkable thing is that they were so confident that none of this base deception would ever be unearthed that they were willing to resort to it in the first place. Then again, though, that might have been more a matter of panic and desperation than it was confidence.

(Via GP)

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The Great Unraveling

The wheels are coming off the bus, so you can look for the space underneath it to get more and more crowded (emphasis mine throughout—M).

The recently released transcript of George Papadopoulos’s congressional testimony reveals a significant fact: Papadopoulos’s introduction to Joseph Mifsud—the source of the “Russia has Hillary’s emails” tip that purportedly prompted the FBI to launch an investigation into the Trump campaign—was arranged mere days after Papadopoulos announced he was joining the Trump campaign.

Saturday evening, Papadopoulos rocked Twitter with claims that “a woman in London, who was the FBI’s legal attaché in the U.K.” encouraged him “to meet Joseph Mifsud in Rome in March 2016.” These new revelations raise fresh concerns that, with the approval of the FBI, foreign governments were meddling in the 2016 election.

Mifsud has long been suspected of holding the key to efforts to target the Trump campaign. But Papadopoulos’s testimony and his tweet now implicate the amorphous London Centre for International Law Practice and the FBI in the plot to put Papadopoulos in contact with Mifsud. From there, Mifsud had but to groom Papadopoulos with promises of Russia connections that would allow him to shine in his new role as a foreign policy advisor to Trump.

It worked, and Mifsud’s supposed tip about the Russian hacking provided the FBI the pretext necessary to launch a full investigation into the Trump campaign for supposedly colluding with Russia.

This all raises lots of questions, chief among them this one: What did Obama know, and when did he know it? But don’t for a moment imagine that Papadopolous was the only one who had a baited Trump trap placed in his path.

For one, a series of stories that appeared in the press in early 2017 heavily implied Lokhova was a Russian agent who tried to suborn Michael Flynn at a dinner hosted at Cambridge on Feb. 28, 2014. Flynn served at the time as director of the Defense Intelligence Agency.

A year after those stories appeared, The Daily Caller News Foundation reported Halper cozied to three Trump campaign advisers, Carter Page, Sam Clovis and George Papadopoulos. In May 2018, Halper was revealed as a longtime CIA and FBI informant, a revelation that led President Donald Trump to accuse the FBI of planting a spy in his campaign. The Republican coined the term “Spygate” to describe the alleged scandal.

And Trump was right, too. The Deep State apparat attempted to entrap Trump, with the ultimate goal of, first, rigging the 2016 election, then forcing him out of office under false pretenses after that had failed.

“ALLEGED scandal”? My lily white ass. This is nothing less than the biggest, the most heinous and damaging scandal in American history. Too-powerful Superstate bureaucracies have been exposed as thoroughly compromised by bone-deep corruption and malfeasance, from top to bottom. The entire American system—Congress, the Executive branch under Emperor Ogabe, the federal law enforcement and intelligence agencies, and the so-called “mainstream” media—has wilfully and wantonly stripped itself of any credible claim to trustworthiness or Constitutional legitimacy, perhaps never to regain it.

Every American should consider all of this absolutely intolerable. We now know that our system is rotten, and that we are being misgoverned by a Ruling Class of amoral mediocrities who are patently unfit for the positions they abuse. No matter what you might think of Trump—as a man, as a husband, as a celebrity, or as President—you should be both infuriated…and alarmed.

Both via Ace, who has more yet.

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Believe all the wymryns!!!

Will Gropey Joe find himself thrown under the bus? Or will the Democrat-Socialists hypocritically betray #MeToo victims and their own self-proclaimed “principles” to protect yet another of their own higher-tier serial sex-abusers again?

A top Democratic National Committee (DNC) official sided with former Vice President Joe Biden over Lucy Flores, the former Nevada lawmaker accusing Biden of grabbing her shoulders, smelling her hair and kissing her head at a 2014 campaign event.

DNC finance chair Henry Munoz said he doesn’t believe Flores because he doesn’t think she was ever alone with Biden at the event. Latino Victory Fund, a progressive group Munoz co-founded, organized the event where Flores said Biden kissed her.

“As the organizer of the rally in question, I have thoroughly reviewed photographic documentation from the event, and spoken to nearly every principle in attendance, as well as staff associated with the event. To the best of our recollection, at no time were Lucy Flores and Vice President Biden alone,” Munoz wrote in a statement he posted to Twitter on Sunday.

Munoz said he was close friends with both Munoz and Biden, but asserted that “at no time were these two leaders alone together and I, and the organization I cofounded and those in attendance, do not believe that circumstances support allegations that such an event took place.”

Munoz’s defense of Biden appears to have misrepresented Flores’ account. She did not claim she and Biden were alone when the alleged incident happened.

Hell, in all the myriad photos and reported accounts I’ve seen so far documenting Gropey Joe’s well-known penchant for unwanted and inappropriate fondling, rubbing, squeezing, kissing, hair-sniffing (?!?), and the like, he and his victims were NOT alone, but in public—quite often on a stage, in front of a crowd. But it figures this DNC slimewad would try to turn this aside via weasel-words; that’s just one of the things they do.

Gropey’s problem here is a common one nowadays for Democrat-Socialists, particularly the old guard. Having long been accustomed to his bad behavior being indulged or quietly ignored, he suddenly finds himself swamped by the rapidly-shifting tide of Lefty standards for acceptable behavior. It’s understandable, in a way: when your party’s standards and principles are written in quicksand—subject to complete reversal in half a heartbeat without warning, constantly being altered to appease the very outermost fringes of your political base of unhinged, perpetually-aggrieved lunatics—who could possibly keep up with it? And if you’re an upper-echelon-elite type who’s accustomed to wielding great power with total impunity, how could you not be shocked when your number comes up and accountability is demanded of you for stuff you’d gotten away with for years and years? You almost gotta feel sorry for the doddering old fool, really.

Gropey is sure enough a pervy old degenerate though, no fooling. There never was any doubt about that; you’d have a very tough time finding anybody who didn’t know it all along:

Biden’s behavior is so notable that even left-leaning publications have called him out:

  • The Washington Post: “What are we going to do about Creepy Uncle Joe Biden?”
  • Daily Beast: “Dear Lord Would Joe Biden Be a Terrible Candidate for These Times”
  • Huffington Post: “Joe Biden 2020 Is A Terrible Idea In A Post-Weinstein America”
  • VICE: “Joe Biden Is the Last Person the Democrats Should Run in 2020”

Another issue that needs to be addressed with Biden is the allegations that he repeatedly got naked in front of female Secret Service agents who found his behavior to be highly offensive.

Imagine for a moment what the media’s reaction would be if the following photos and videos featured President Trump instead of Biden.

Oh, no need for all that, thanks; anyone who knows his shitlibs is already well acquainted with the state of play here. Enemedia is way more than shameless enough not to fret themselves over how it might look when one of their own finds his butt in the blades and in need of rescue, for flouting the rules they demand the rest of us be rigidly bound by. They just close ranks and lock arms without hesitation, reflection, or remorse. The miscreant issues an apology not for his transgression but for possibly having been offended or put off by it, hustles off for “counseling” or rehab, all is forgiven, and it’s on to the next scandal. Why, he’s a victim himself, when you get right down to it. As are we all.

Nor will charges of hypocrisy give them pause, no matter how apparent or incontrovertible the justification for them. Hypocrisy is their meat, their metier, and their medium. They work in it like an artist in oils or watercolor; it inhibits or otherwise troubles them no more than a fish is inconvenienced by the water he swims in, although shitlibs never disdain to accuse their enemies of it with righteous indignation should they deem it momentarily useful and never bat an eye…thereby compounding their own already-staggering hypocrisy to record levels.

Examples abound, the alacritous about-face in support of gay marriage after revered Democrat-Socialist leaders’ having roundly denounced it only a few short years before being one of the most recent. Of course, Enemedia promptly provided cover for their bosses by conveniently rebranding their politically-expedient hypocrisy as their position having “evolved.”

But maybe Uncle Gropey has, like Her Herness, finally outlived his usefulness to The Cause and will indeed be forcibly put out to pasture. Lifson thinks so:

Joe Biden’s penchant for unwanted touching of women and girls has been a common object of humor on the conservative side of the spectrum for over a decade, ever since he became Barack Obama’s running mate. But even after the dawn of the #MeToo movement, it mattered not at all to the mainstream media and most Democrats — so much so that he continues to be the top choice among Democrats polled on their preference for the 2020 nomination.

But once outed as a creepy groper by Lucy Flores, a Democrat office-holder and former Nevada state legislator who had worked for Bernie Sanders in 2016 and has been photographed recently with Robert Francis O’Rourke, it’s a media scandal. You can call it Democrat privilege or second-class citizenship for conservatives, but the reality is that we don’t matter in the imaginary world the media proclaim to be reality.

Imagine if Biden had been a Republican! He would have been driven from public life long ago.

Now that there are powerful people on the Left who want Biden to just retire and go away, to make room for a candidate with more intersectionality points — race points, sex points, sexuality points, any purported disadvantage that now brings privilege — the blackout no longer applies.

My guess — and it is a pure guess, as I have no connections with the Dems’ inner circles — is that Joe Biden is going to see the wisdom of withdrawing from the race, especially since his son Hunter’s connections in Ukraine are at risk. He’s old and has been making scads of money giving lectures. He has a choice: retire and reap gratitude, honors, and many more lucrative speaking gigs, or else press forward with his candidacy and become an icon of perversion, with his son facing Trump treatment by the media, an old white male whose apologies for his privilege only further enrage the aggrieved.

I’m inclined to agree. Biden was never going to be president anyway; he’s tried and failed, what, about seventeen times already? As an old, white male who’s been repeatedly rejected, with plenty of other deal-breaking skeletons rattling in his crowded closet—plagiarism, influence-peddling, nepotism, a relatively moderate past record, etc—he pushes all the wrong buttons for today’s wild-eyed Woke extremists. He’s a smarmy, transparently insincere, obsequious rumpswab. He’s not very bright.

Apart from his too-evident compulsion to cop a feel off every frail that breaches his plane of vision, Gropey appears to be a more or less garden-variety cis-het-binary of the most uninteresting sort, without so much as a hint of bi-curiousity to liven up his sexual resume. All in all, the Veep slot suited Gropey perfectly, with its primary responsibilities being no more taxing than attending state funerals, dinners, and shaking hands and mouthing inanities at trifling meet ‘n’ greets. As president, though, he’d clearly be in WAY over his head. He may skate out of this yet. But if even one more accuser steps up, he’s surely going to shuffle off into That Good Night, be it Gently or dragged kicking, screaming, and on a leash. He’s nothing but a spavined, broken-down old nag now, and his appointment with the knackers is close at hand.

Update! No sooner do I say it.

A second woman has come forward accusing Vice President Biden of touching her inappropriately.

A Connecticut woman says Joe Biden touched her inappropriately and rubbed noses with her during a 2009 political fundraiser in Greenwich when he was vice president, drawing further scrutiny to the Democrat and his history of unwanted contact with women as he ponders a presidential run

“It wasn’t sexual, but he did grab me by the head,” Amy Lappos told The Courant Monday. “He put his hand around my neck and pulled me in to rub noses with me. When he was pulling me in, I thought he was going to kiss me on the mouth.”

Lappos posted about the alleged incident on the Facebook page of Connecticut Women in Politics Sunday in response to a similar account by former Nevada legislator Lucy Flores, which comes as Biden is considering a 2020 run for president. Flores accused Biden of kissing her on the back of her head in 2014, when she was a candidate for lieutenant governor.

Floodgates: open. Dam: overtopped. Biden 2020: done.

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Going, going, gone

The Brexit that wasn’t.

It’s April 1st, and this was supposed to be the first business day of a post-EU United Kingdom, with planes dropping from the skies, Mars Bars melting in your hand, and doughty Irishmen of north and south paralyzed in permanent immobility by the psychological terrors of an invisible Berlin Wall that had mysteriously arisen overnight across sleepy country lanes in Killeen. Instead, thanks to Theresa (“Brexit means Brexit”) May, Britain wakes up and finds itself still in the EU. It turns out Brexit doesn’t mean Brexit, but, if you give ’em a couple more weeks or months or years, the political class assures us that one day they’ll be able to agree on which unending and degrading vassal status Brussels should get to impose means Brexit.

In the midst of this uprising by the elites against the masses, enter John Major. No, I don’t know who he is, either. Oh, wait …it seems he was the bloke back in the Nineties keeping the “Most Useless Tory Prime Minister” seat warm until Mrs May came along. Just in time for All Fools’ Day, Sir John argues that to solve the “Brexit impasse” Britain may need a national government – ie, Conservative, Labour, Liberal, Scots Nats, Irish Republicans, Welsh Sheep-Dippers, whatever… A Ministry of All the Non-Talents, to modify Lord Grenville.

The press has already moved on to speculating who will succeed Theresa May. But, really, who cares? If Westminster can’t rouse itself to recover the sovereignty of the United Kingdom, what’s the point of a “Prime Minister”?

They’re all “citizens of the world” now, old bean. B eing such, they’re not in the least fussed over so piffling a notion as “sovereignty.” They’re far too sophisticated for such quaint, archaic twaddle, eh wot?

It is now necessary to have a crash-out no-deal Brexit just to teach a contemptible political class the vital lesson that nobody needs ’em.

If there’s ever to be any Brexit—and there isn’t; the EU will magnanimously allow Brits to keep holding votes until the lowing cattle gets this thing right—it will only be by way of a “crash-out” of one sort or another.

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Yer doin’ it wrong

Zman gets specific on why populist reform movements always seem to fail.

A common theme to all of these failed opposition movements is the decision to engage in the established political system. Once they connect to the system, the system releases a virus that either assimilates the new group, turning it into a feature of the system, or kills off the threat. The former case is a universal in life. When the king recognizes a threat to his rule, the first move is to buy off the threat. Offering him a position in the system, in exchange for him adding his legitimacy to the king and his ruling order.

The latter is the one that is most puzzling, as it suggests legitimate opposition lacks the right antibodies to function in a modern liberal democracy. A recent example in America was the alt-right. When it was a humorous on-line enterprise, operating outside the political system, it was effective at introducing paleocon ideas into the flow of social media. Those memes making sport of ruling class piety were highly effective. The alt-right operated like a highly diffuse guerrilla movement, using mockery and satire to undermine order.

Then Richard Spencer started imagining himself as the leader of a vanguard and started to stage protests and go on speaking tours. The shift from underground guerrilla movement to above ground political activism was a disaster. Quickly, Spencer became David Duke 2.0, which gave the Left cover to send in their street mobs. Woke capital joined in and the entire dissident scene was subjected to an ongoing pogrom that persists to this day. The alt-right exploded and has followed the Tea Party into the dustbin.

Decades ago, Sam Francis observed that the Buckley brand of conservatism was bound to fail, because it sought to engage in politics on Progressive terms. By engaging in conventional politics, Buckley was legitimizing not only the rules of the game, but the roles for the participants as created by the Left. Since the Left controlled the institutions, they would always set the rules so they would win and the Buckleyites would lose. That is, of course, exactly how things unfolded. Conservatism was a failure.

Something similar happened with the Tea Party, the alt-right and now the Gilets Jaunes in France. By trying to play by the rules, they legitimize that which they claim to oppose, at least at a meta-political level. It also removes from them the one weapon all outsider movements possess. That is the willingness to break the rules. The flipping over of tables inside the temple is how these movements gain attention and attract followers. To then be seen putting the tables back and sitting behind them robs the movement of energy.

Something else seems to be at work. These movements all suffered from poor leadership and poor organization. The first Tea Party folks were honest, energetic, but wildly naive about the reality of political organization. The alt-right figures that rose up in 2015 were good at getting attention, but incapable of building organizations. Richard Spencer is media savvy, but you would not put him in charge of anything. The Gilets Jaunes appears to also lack capable leadership, which is why they have been taken over by the Left.

What this suggests is that any legitimate opposition must first insulate itself from the political system. Its guerrilla phase cannot be where they start, but where the end, in order to function as a subversive subculture in opposition to the prevailing order. The Vietcong and the Khmer Rouge did not fully come out of the shadows until the prevailing order was collapsing. It was at that point they rushed into fill the void. If there is to be a legitimate opposition in the West, it is going to operate in the shadows.

He’s definitely onto something here. These systems are static, inflexible, and way too firmly entrenched to be amenable to real change. That in turn renders any notion of “reform” null and void, a naive pipe dream. It can’t come as much of a surprise, then, that “working within the system” is futile, a waste of time.

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The peasants are revolting!

A tangled web, a nice kettle of fish.

Theresa May’s crushing defeat in the House of Commons this week over her plan for Britain to leave the European Union was actually a great victory for her, provided that you make a simple assumption: that she and her colleagues never wanted Britain to leave the EU in the first place.

Her appearance of negotiating with the EU was merely elaborate shadow-play. She never intended to produce the complete break that just over half the electorate — but not the political class — wanted.

The present impasse will probably lead to Britain never leaving the union. Except for a hard core of about a fifth of Parliament, all the other legislators are adamantly opposed to Britain leaving the EU without a deal; and the Union, knowing this, has no reason to negotiate further.

But the legislators will not agree to the deal as negotiated, as they have now demonstrated. They want a second referendum, in the hope that the result of the first will be reversed. (And if it is, there will never be a third.)

An extension to Britain’s departure will be granted only if Britain has a concrete proposal to offer — and the only such offer it can make is to hold the second referendum.

This is, in essence, the European approach to democracy: If the voters get the answer wrong, either ignore the verdict or make them vote again until they get the answer right.

It isn’t just the European approach to democracy; it’s the Leftist one, always and everywhere. This is, ultimately the part that matters:

Whether the population will take it lying down remains to be seen, but after three years of deliberately created political chaos, it is likely that Britons will simply shrug and get on with their lives.

I expect so. And that fatalistic, defeated shrug will signal the snuffing out of Once Great Britain’s national independence for all time.

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Whither Brexit?

As with our Big Beautiful Wall, all you really need to know about Brexit is this: ain’t a-gonna be one, and be damned to you uppity pee-ons and your pathetic little votes.

Last night, sixteen days before Britain supposedly leaves the European Union in accord with the people’s vote of three years ago, their elected representatives voted by 312 to 308 to rule out a “no-deal” Brexit – ie, a straightforward walkaway – ever.

So the EU now has no incentive ever to reach a deal with Britain. The appalling “deal” Theresa May “negotiated” was for a wretched and humiliating vassal status with Brussels. Because for the Eurocrats, what matters is to teach the lesson the ingrate voters that you can check “Out” any time you like but you can never leave. Mrs May’s deal was meant to be a message to antsy Continentals that the citizenry’s impertinence must never happen again.

When that flopped, Brussels moved to the next stage – not that Brexit must never happen again, but that Brexit must never happen, period. And, to their shame, the people’s representatives at Westminster have colluded in their subversion of the people’s will.

So last night the elites rose up and overthrew the masses. Of course, they have also destroyed their own reputation, and that of England as the Mother of Parliaments. But in a sense that also makes the larger point – that the world is too complex to be left to self-government by the people’s representatives, so best to leave it to Brussels. Sorry, you grunting morons don’t realize how difficult it all is, so you can vote for it all you want, but it can’t be done…in almost every other media outlet, most especially the BBC, the issue is presented not as a conscious subversion of Brexit but as prudent sober voices of restraint stepping in to save the nation from the chaos engendered by the people’s stupidity.

Ahhh, but that right there—I boldfaced it so’s nobody would overlook it—is the very beating heart of Progressivist ideology, the central pivot point around which every other part of it rotates. Our British Cousins are more thoroughly marinated in the toxic Progtard hell-brew than we are. So, why would anybody have expected anything less from the Brits’ Ruling Class lords and masters than the deployment of any and every stratagem at their disposal to do as they have now done? And why would any Real American shaking his head in disgust over the de facto disenfranchisement and dismissal of our Brit cousins not expect our own to do the exact same thing?

If you’re in the vicinity of the Palace of Westminster today, I would recommend sacking the place and salting the earth.

It looks more and more as if that’s the only answer left, to us and the Brits alike. In truth, I’d submit that the fact that such open, outright revolt hasn’t occurred already has only emboldened the RC shitweasels, and is a big part of why we are where we are—both in Old Blighty and in America That Was. The only question remaining is: what, if anything, will we do about it?

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The powerlust is strong with this one

Well, that sure didn’t take long.

What a difference a day makes.

Hillary Clinton made headlines Monday when she told a local New York news channel that she would not runfor president in 2020.

“I’m not running, but I’m going to keep on working and speaking and standing up for what I believe,” the former presidential nominee told News 12 Westchester. She insisted that she would remain relevant and has no plans of “going anywhere.”

But late Tuesday, Maggie Haberman, a political reporter for the New York Times, tweeted that she spoke with a person close to the former secretary of state. The unnamed source said Clinton was not trying to “be emphatic and close the door on running” with the comment and was apparently “surprised” at the reaction.

“The person also says [Clinton] is extremely unlikely to run, but that she remains bothered that she’s expected to close the door on it when, say, John Kerry isn’t. She has told her team she is waiting at least to see the Mueller report,” Haberman tweeted.

Yeah, I can see that mattering to her quite a lot. For one thing, if the Koup Klux Klowns can’t pull something at least resembling a win out of the flaming dumpster against all odds, then what hope does she have? Plus, there’s still the small related matter of her, Obama’s, and their Deep State unindicted co-conspirators’ sedition possibly being brought fully to light as an unintended consequence of the Mueller shitshow, and of something resembling justice being visited upon at least some of them in consequence. She’ll definitely want to weigh the odds of being manacled and frogmarched off of a campaign-stop stage to begin a long term of Rockin’ Orange in her 2020 deliberations.

I’m sure Trump would greatly enjoy whipping her doddering, gin-soaked ass a second time—he’s Tweeted to that effect, I believe—and should I manage to not croak or go senile by then, I’ll get a lot of laughs out of making further sport of the shambolic old trainwreck myself. But seriously, folks: isn’t about time for the Clintons to just go away?

How can you tell she’s lying update! Hey, didn’t a bunch of people lecture the hell out of Trump that it was critically crucially vitally crucially critical that he unequivocally pledge to accept the results of the election, no matter how fraudulent or rigged it may have been, at a debate somewhere? Or did I just dream it?

“I was the first person who ran for president without the protection of the Voting Rights Act, and I will tell you, it makes a really big difference. And it doesn’t just make a difference in Alabama and Georgia; it made a difference in Wisconsin, where the best studies that have been done said somewhere between 40 [thousand] and 80,000 people were turned away from the polls because of the color of their skin, because of their age, because of whatever excuse could be made up to stop a fellow American citizen from voting.”
— Former secretary of state Hillary Clinton, at the annual “Bloody Sunday” commemorative service, Selma, Ala., March 3, 2019

“Just think about it: Between 2012, the prior presidential election where we still had the Voting Rights Act, and 2016, when my name was on the ballot, there were fewer voters registered in Georgia than there had been those prior four years.”

Astoundingly, the WaPo’s Fact Checker checked, and the fact is every word of that was a lie. Including “and” and “the.”

Wisconsin was not one of the states covered by Section 4 (the only part of the VRA that was struck down—M) when the court ruled in 2013, so, right off the bat, Clinton’s claim that this “made a difference in Wisconsin” is unfounded. Georgia was covered by Section 4, but Clinton’s claim that total voter registration declined in that state from 2012 to 2016 is false; it increased.

At the high end of the scale, the UW-Madison study estimates that 23,252 voters were “deterred” by the voter ID requirement. That’s just a hair above Trump’s 22,748 margin in the state. Mayer and DeCrescenzo did not ask survey respondents whom they would have voted for because their research was funded by the office of the Dane County clerk. In any case, Clinton said 40,000, not 23,000.

Where does Clinton get the 80,000 figure for the high end of her estimate?

She made it up, natch. Because that’s what she does. Because she’s an inveterate, congenital liar. At this point, she’s probably gotten herself on the outside of enough high-proof popskull over the years that she doesn’t even know whether her statements are true or not; she needs them to be true, they make her feel better, so they’re true to her. Ed Morrissey points out another problem with Her Herness’s increasingly pathetic, self-serving rationalizations:

But what about the “best studies” that showed voter-ID deterring up to 80,000 Wisconsin voters? That claim was based on a study done in two counties with a sample of fewer than 300 voters. The study’s authors warned readers not to extrapolate their findings statewide, but that fell on deaf ears. It also ignores an inconvenient fact for Hillary, which is that she didn’t generate much enthusiasm among African-American voters anywhere, in states with or without voter-ID laws.

Nor was this phenomenon limited to black voters. Four months ago, I noted in a column at The Week that Donald Trump didn’t win the blue-wall states as much as Hillary lost them. This wasn’t a voter-ID issue — it was a candidate-ID issue.

Oh, voters ID’d her all right—as a vile, powermad, dishonest, narcissistic hack with nothing but contempt for the “little people” she fraudulently claims to care so very deeply about. Despite the orchestrated “outrage” over it, Trump was no more than perfectly honest and accurate when he said she was “such a nasty woman.” Ace blasts away at another problem, with another set of loathsome phonies:

And yet a certain breed of “True Conservative” still thinks this creature was an upstanding and honest candidate for President who should have been elected rather than the Drumpfenkonig.

If you’re feeling as if you might need a shower after getting all grubby from this immersion in sleaze, well, I sympathize. But I gotta also say I’m happy that Hillary!™ has apparently decided to ditch those boring, unflattering Soviet-style pantsuits and tunics of hers in favor of an attractive new look for Failed Campaign 2020 that better suits her personality and style, as you can see from this pic of Her Herness on a recent likker-store run:

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That’s the stuff, Hills! Nice dress, and I’m digging the gauntlets too. You never looked better, like real Presidential material. No, really—you go, girl.

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The problem

Trump is on the horns of a real dilemna—a tough enough one that even Codevilla can’t quite seem to work it all out in what, for him especially, is an uncharacteristically muddled column.

Trump’s bravura performance in El Paso on February 11 was a quintessential act of national leadership. His words and manners to a cheering audience—half of whom likely were once Democrats—were such as to energize a majority of Americans to reject every aspect of leftist dominance. Especially forceful and persuasive were his promises to fulfill the key promises on which he had been elected: building “the wall,” and ending at least the most horrific aspects of abortion. The ruling class’s increasingly brazen insistence on importing migrants, and on undisguised infanticide helped. First, “the wall.” Better late than never. Yes, he had signed that bill without funding. But the next one would include some, and he would get the rest by declaring a national emergency. Nothing would stop him. The political road forward seemed clear.

Reality is foggier. The bill Trump signed on Feb. 15 explicitly prohibits, procedurally, using any of the “wall” money before the end of the fiscal year. Explicitly, it increases legal pathways to illegal entry, and sets up legal challenges to the use of national emergency funds. It is one big poison pill. That makes clearer than ever the alternative between full use of the president’s powers and abdication. As the 2020 election gets closer, either “the wall” will exist, or it will not.

Trump slid into this bind as more than half his presidency slid by because he relied on the Republican Party’s establishment. This reliance was his choice. Nobody else’s. Recall that Trump won both the nomination and the presidency by running as much against the Republican part of the ruling class as against the Democrat part of the ruling class.

Since the Republican Party is part and parcel of the ruling class that is ruining America, relying on it to make America great again was doomed to be self-defeating.

All true enough, as far as it goes. BUT…Trump is a member of the Republican Party—was elected and now serves as a Republican president. I myself said back during the primary season that I’d love it if he withdrew from the despicable GOP and ran either as an independent or just started up a party of his own. Admittedly, that would most likely have doomed him to the fate of all third-party or independent candidates; the time and the electorate seem still not quite ripe for that sort of bold move, however disenchanted they may claim to be with the two parties as they now exist in other circumstances. Codevilla then gets down to it:

Our problem’s practical core is that we have a ruling class that controls one of our major parties absolutely and the other substantially, but do not have any party that opposes the ruling class. Donald Trump was elected with the expectation that he would work with anti-ruling class elements wherever they might be found to transcend both parties. Instead, he started and has stayed with Republican leaders whose primary interest is the Republican party’s cohesion. For Trump to blame Paul Ryan and Mitch McConnell for being who they are is an attempt to pass the buck. Presidents don’t get to do that.

What is to be done with the Republican party is now the practical question, for Trump first, then for the voters. The Wall Street Journal’s Feb. 14 reaction to Trump’s announcement of the National Emergency was that it splits the Republican Party, implying that the sooner it fails, the better. Two days later, WSJ longtime columnist Peggy Noonan, though sympathizing with that earlier opinion, noted that the problem with the Republican Party is broader: “As the earnest, dimwitted governor of Virginia thoughtfully pointed out, [current U.S. laws] allow the full-term baby to be born, then make it comfortable as they debate whether it should be allowed to take its first breath or quietly expire on the table. A party that can’t stand up against that doesn’t deserve to exist.”

But the Republican Party has no wish or capacity to act against infanticide, or against any major ruling class trend. The voters had already figured that out. They voted for Trump because they wanted someone to lead a real anti ruling class party.

Wellll…uhh, maybe. Arguing against that, though, is the ugly fact that this is the self-same electorate that, unbelievably, just returned the Democrat Socialists—the fucking Democrat Socialists!—to power in the House. This advice I like and devoutly wish Trump would take, right to the very hilt. But honestly, I just can’t see it happening.

On the other hand, Trump really might carry through in deed the role he previewed in his El Paso rally. In that case, through Obamian-Bushite behavior toward existing law (selective enforcement, executive orders) and Jacksonian behavior toward the courts (“now let them enforce it!”) he would create pressure on the Republican establishment to bet their jobs on the outcome of the next election. For which outcome he would set the agenda.

Damned unlikely, largely because of his belief in, faith in, and reverence for the American system; Trump’s Achilles Heel, as I dubbed it the other day. In fact, I’d love to see him go even farther than that. Something like, say, this:

I really hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we crossed the rubicon ages ago. Frankly, given the nature of who and what the Democrats are, as well as their stooges in the GOP establishment, if President Trump here and now declared martial law, dissolved Congress, took control of the legacy media, outlawed the Democrat and other leftist parties as well somehow rooted out ever anti-American element in society, I would cheer.

So would I, JJ, so would I. Such a radical move, alas, is unlikely in the extreme to even be on Trump’s radar, much less something he’d seriously consider doing. It also presents plenty of problems of its own, not least being the likelihood of its leading directly to unrest, violence, and even civil war. Whatever you might personally believe about those things being near-inevitable at this point anyway, I can’t see Trump being in any way eager to light the match to that powderkeg. Back to Codevilla for what is probably the biggest problem of all—not Trump’s, necessarily, but ours:

Regardless of what Donald Trump will do, we know that our ruling class has no way of moderating the course on which it has set itself, and that, hence the rest of Americans have no choice but to fight for their own freedom, whether under Trump’s leadership or whomever’s.

“Whomever’s”? And pray tell, just who might THAT be? Like it or not, Trump is, at least for now, all we have. As frustrated as some of us may have grown with him recently, he remains the only guy out there who is even TALKING about waging this war, let alone actually trying to do it. If you doubt that, go ahead and name me one other politician out there who is. Just ONE.

Another thing I droned endlessly on about right from the start was that Trump was never going to be able to win this war himself; that, try as he might, feisty as he no doubt is, the sorry state our country is in didn’t happen overnight. Nor was it the doing of any one man. To think, then, that it might all be undone in a four-year term, accomplished by a guy despised and actively undermined not just by the Democrat Socialists but by his own party as well, and by the Deep State apparatus entire, was no more than a fantasy, a delusion.

Despite any insipid mewling about his “divisiveness,” Trump has in fact been a uniter: he united the entire American political and bureaucratic establishment in opposition to him. Enough so, actually, that several of those same bureaucracies were willing to launch a barely-clandestine coup attempt against him and pursue it for years—an attempt that continues even now, after its real ambition has been brought to light. Many of his own appointees now openly admit to using their power and position to thwart him—the guy who gave them that power in the first damned place.

All of which adds to make Trump just about the loneliest man in Mordor On The Potomac these days…or ever, more like. I said after last fall’s Black Tuesday fiasco that the Trump presidency was officially finished, that he’d find it close to impossible to get anything further done, most particularly when it came to illegal immigration and the Wall. So yeah, be mad at Trump all you like; wash your hands of him, withdraw your support, declare him a disappointment, a failure, a phony, whatever. The fact remains: he was the last real chance for positive, lasting change in the right direction, the final hope for truly Making America Great Again without violent upheaval.

Last fall, the American people foolishly voted against all that in favor of…well, something else entirely, who the fuck even knows what. Now they’re gonna get it, good and hard. Apres Trump, le deluge. Trusting in his own party to act at last in accord with their lying rhetoric, well, that’s on Trump right enough. The rest of it, though? I’m afraid that’s all on us.

Achilles Heel update! More on Trump’s trust issue.


Bill adds:

Tucker Carlson was making the same point just a minute ago, and I have myself alluded to it several times: These are Trump’s people. He hired them and/or kept them on. He can fire them if he wants to. Why doesn’t he?

And the same goes double for the NeverTrump troops and their new Great White Hope, now that the Mueller investigation seems to be sputtering on fumes: The Southern District of NY’s Federal attorner’s office.

All Presidents, upon taking office, are traditionally offered the resignations of all the federal attorneys held over from the previous administration. And most Presidents accept most of the resignations. BJ Clinton, for instance, turned over 93 federal attorneys when he took office.

All of these attorneys serve at the pleasure of the occupant of the White House.

So it is a legitimate question: Why does Trump permit his Deep State enemies continue to launch assaults on him from the comfort of offices that serve at the pleasure of the man they are trying to destroy?

Puzzling for sure, and I got no good answer handy myself. If I remember right, Rosenstein is scheduled to leave soon anyway, but Trump certainly did himself no favor by letting him stay on long after his sinister intent and skullduggery was plain to see.

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Figure it out already, ferchrissake

Oh, how I tire of this.

Remember when wearing a MAGA hat meant you were certain to lose an election to Hillary Clinton? Remember the days before a red baseball cap became a symbol of all evil in the universe?

I’ve been typing words on the Internet to pay the bills for, I dunno, 12-13 years now. I spent eight of those years disapproving of a cult of personality centered in the Oval Office, and I’ve spent the past few years disapproving of the subsequent cult of personality centered in the Oval Office. I don’t like tribal groupthink, and I’m as immune to Trump’s charisma as I was to Obama’s, so in 2019 that means I have even fewer friends and admirers than usual.

But as we head into week 2 of the MAGA Kid Saga, I’m finding common cause with my Trumpkin brothers and sisters. Whatever our differences, I’ve always agreed with them that the media is astonishingly biased and corrupt. The abject shamelessness of our moral, ethical, and intellectual betters, the self-appointed gatekeepers of the truth, has never been more apparent than it’s been over the past week.

That’s Jim Treacher, of course, who’s a good writer and a funny guy. I corresponded with Jim a few times back in his independent blogger days, before he signed on with PJM. I don’t read him much anymore, and it pains me to have to call him out on his fervent dislike of Trump; I’d love to be able to say that this particular piece confirms that he’s rethinking his reflexive opposition to Trump and coming around, if slowly, to a more informed and intelligent understanding of what the Trump counterrevolution was really all about.

Unfortunately, I can’t. The obstacle disproving any wished-for removal of Jim’s NeverTrump blinders is in those “cult of personality” and “tribal groupthink” bits. Jim may believe he establishes his above-the-fray, impartial, reasonable-guy bona fides with them; he may sincerely believe they’re true and accurate descriptors of the Trump phenomenon and those who brought it about. But they simply aren’t so.

It may be that there are some folks out there who blindly worship Donald Trump; who will support him no matter what he might do or say; who hold him in a reverent awe akin to that of the most perfervid Elvis fans for their idol. But if there are, I’ve never yet run across one. What Jim fails to realize is that Trump was never any kind of idol or an object of blind worship for most of us who supported him from the beginning, and still do. We didn’t expect to agree with everything he tried to do. We knew he wasn’t either a perfect man, a perfect political leader, or a perfect president, and never would be.

What Trump actually was and is for most of us is a tool—more precisely, a weapon, to be used against our Deep State enemies in a last-ditch attempt to right the nation’s course via electoral means. Admittedly all tools, all weapons, have flaws and weaknesses. They can break unexpectedly on you; they can be incorrectly applied; they can be ideal for use in one particular circumstance or situation but useless in another, perhaps even damaging. So it is with Trump.

But after decades of being hoodwinked again and again by the Decepticons of Conservative Inc, he was quite clearly the only tool to hand for the near-insuperable job of reclaiming what’s left of our country from authoritarian/collectivist toils by peaceful means. Ted Cruz was never going to be able to accomplish a fraction of what Trump has; none of the other 16 Dwarves were even going to take an honest stab at it, much less actually do it. They were all going to drone right on about their commitment to fiscal responsibility, smaller government, prosperity, and strength and then quietly get on with what for them is Job One: yielding graciously to the Left.

The other thing Jim and the other NeverTrumpTards miss is that Trump’s rough-hewn, brash, confrontational personality—his eagerness to confront his (and our) shadow-government foes in open, down and dirty combat; his total insouciance regarding those foes’ opinions of him; his twisty, slippery rhetorical style; his unabashed and unapologetic commitment to winning if at all possible—are considered by them to be grave flaws: unserious, indecorous, and embarrassing. They long for a return to a bygone era of fastidious Come-Let’s-All-Reason-Together politics. They’re discomfited by the kind of bloody, bare-knuckle brawling Trump so enjoys and excels at.

Treacher and the rest can’t seem to grasp that those traits—rude crude, and socially unacceptable though they may be—are NOT flaws. Quite the opposite: they’re Trump’s greatest strength: absolute prerequisites for having any hope at all of achieving what we elected him to achieve. We wanted and needed a fighter, someone who fully realized that this is a war we’re in here—a particularly dirty one, against a sinister and deceptive enemy. We wanted and needed someone who wasn’t a polished, effete professional politician. A streetfight with a tooth-and-claw thug demands not a pugilist but another thug, an ear-biter and eye-gouger, somebody who gets what kind of desperate, no-holds-barred struggle we’re mired in and is willing to use the enemy’s own extreme tactics to go on the offensive, instead of remaining in the same old defensive crouch that got us where we are.

There ain’t no “cult of personality” to be found anywhere in the vicinity; this kind of struggle is too rough, too raw, too damned real to allow for such fripperies. We’re down to the nut-cuttin’ here, as the saying goes: there’s winning, and there’s losing, and that is absolutely ALL. Those who would let pious worries over “winning the wrong way” should get the hell out of the way and let the brawlers get on with it. In the end, “losing honorably” is still losing, and Trump supporters are fed up with that crap. If it takes a loud, coarse, obnoxious sort like him to put us back into the “win” column, well…hey, sorry and all, but personally I’m a-okay with it.

So go ahead and buy yourself that MAGA hat, Jim—there’s no shame in it. Or don’t, you can suit yourself. You’ve been good enough so far to express your distaste for Trump carefully, without shrieking or profane insults that I know of. But don’t kid yourself that there’s some other alternative remaining that will spare your dignity and halt the Progressivist onslaught too, or even slow it. There isn’t, like it or not; Trump and his supporters are the only game going now. I can assure you, though, that no amount of forelock-tugging disclaimers and “I can’t stand him either!” virtue-signaling, however heartfelt, will ever buy you a damned thing from Lefty. Not respect, not restraint, not accomodation, not cooperation. Not ever. Call it McCain’s Unlearned Lesson, maybe.

You should be able to see easily enough what the Left has in store for you after Covington, how very deeply they hate and despise not only the Covington Kids, Trump, and his supporters, but you too—you and every last one of us who dares to oppose or disagree with them. You shouldn’t kid yourself about that, either. We, however, will be happy to welcome you over to the Dark Side with us. You won’t have to recite any catechism or swear any oaths. You won’t have to agree with us every single time, or even keep silent about it when you do. No dress code, no minimum purchase, no credit check, no ID, no bag limit. If that still sounds like a “cult of personality” to you, I guess maybe we’re doing it wrong or something.

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Third time’s the charm?

If at first your fishing expedition doesn’t succeed, throw another line in the water.

On Tuesday The Guardian ran an exclusive claiming that “Donald Trump’s former campaign manager Paul Manafort held secret talks with Julian Assange inside the Ecuadorian embassy in London, and visited around the time he joined Trump’s campaign.” According to The Guardian, Manafort met with the WikiLeaks’ founder at the embassy three times—in 2013, 2015, and in spring 2016.

While acknowledging that the purpose of the claimed meeting is unknown, The Guardian implies Manafort’s supposed March 2016 secret rendezvous concerned WikiLeaks’ role in releasing the hacked Democratic National Committee emails. “The revelation could shed new light on the sequence of events in the run-up to summer 2016, when WikiLeaks published tens of thousands of emails hacked by the GRU, Russia’s military intelligence agency,” The Guardian wrote.

The Guardian story pointed to the discredited dossier crafted by Christopher Steele, quoting the former British spy’s claims that Manafort served as the linchpin of a “well-developed conspiracy of cooperation” between the Trump campaign and Russia, and that “the (hacking) operation had been conducted with the full knowledge and support of Trump and senior members of his campaign team.”

The Guardian also relied on two unnamed sources and an internal document purportedly written by Ecuador’s intelligence agency. But, as the article acknowledged, embassy security guards did not record Manafort’s supposed visit, as is the practice for all guests entering the embassy.

Assange got busy angrily denouncing the bullshit as bullshit too, and is even threatening a lawsuit. And then this happened.

Paul Manafort’s passports don’t show he entered London in all the years claimed by Guardian newspaper when it said he met secretly with WikiLeaks Julian Assange.

The Guardian said he met with Mr. Assange in London in 2013, 2015 and 2016.

A review of Manafort’s two passports shows he entered Heathrow Airport since 2008 on two occasions, in 2012 and on another time where the customs stamp year is blurred. It appears to be either 2010 or 2016.

Uhh, oops. Back to my first link above:

Here, the public would be wise to remember that The Guardian’s story represents the third attempt to connect the Trump campaign to the Russian hacking of the DNC emails in an effort to convince the American public that the Republican presidential candidate colluded with Russia to influence the 2016 election.

While we wait to see Mueller’s official response to Corsi’s rejection of the plea offer, the timed leaks pointing to Manafort as the new Russia connection make clear the collusion narrative will never die—it will just evolve.

That’s all it really has to do to serve its new primary purpose: tangle Trump up, hamstring him. The more astute among the Deep State shitweasels, of which Mueller is most certainly one, have to know by now that there’s no there there in the Russia-collusion hoax. And it’s looking less and less likely that they’re going to be able to turn any of Trump’s former associates or employees hard enough to make them willing to subject themselves to the risk involved in regurgitating a spoonfed lie to nail the President.

So that leaves them having to settle for the lesser gambit here: an eternal, expensive, tiresome “investigation” into nothing at all—maybe nailing a flunky here and there for process crimes or minor ancient-history transgressions wholly outside the “investigation’s” original mandate, but never quite landing the Big Fish himself. That might at least serve to create an aura of corruption around Trump and his admin, a stench of illegitimacy and malfeasance, and maybe erode his public support some.

And that would help set them up a little better for 2020, when they can once more retake control of the reins of power and steer things back towards Mordor On The Potomac’s business-as-usual track. Which, given the quick success Trump had enjoyed against them before Black Tuesday, will be quite enough, thanks.

Update! Dang it, I almost let one of my biggest pet peeves go right by without comment: that sloppy, spurious “Russian hacking of the DNC emails” nonsense. It was not a hack at all; THERE WAS NO HACKING. Instead, one of the DNC’s leading numbskulls, John Podesta, fell for a phishing scam that any thirteen-year-old American kid would know better than to be taken in by. Each time one of us goes along with the “Russian hack” crap, he or she acquiesces yet again in Lefty’s self-serving, subversive twisting of language and meaning to his own foul purposes. It needs to stop, soonest. Dancing to their tune is a big part of what got us in this desperate fix in the first place.

Asphyxiating update! Our old friend Stephen says: “So much smoke, so little fire.” But the smoke is the whole point. After all, in a fire almost nobody dies from burning; it’s the smoke that kills ya.

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Happy whatever!

I hate to be a wet blanket here, I really, truly do. But for a good few years now I’ve felt that our national day of celebration each July 4th ought to be something along the lines of a wake. Thankfully, I am not alone in that.

Patriotism, properly understood, is a loyalty to the citizens who came before you. The emotional draw is gratitude for what they bequeathed. That implies a duty to preserve it for the next generation. If citizenship is just a meaningless transaction, then those citizens who came before us are no more important than the next guy who wanders over the border. Put another way, according to our rulers, our ancestors are strangers and so are our decedents. What possible reason would anyone have to be loyal to strangers?

It’s actually worse than that. The reason America is descending into a transactional land of strangers is that our ancestors decided to piss it all away. Why should anyone feel loyalty to the people who pushed through the 1986 immigration act? Why should we want to preserve what they passed onto us? If anything, we should take this day to dig up their bones and smash them to bits on the capital mall. That sounds harsh, but is there anything more monstrous than denying your decedents a chance to live the life you lived?

There’s another side to patriotism. That’s the loyalty to the institutions. In a liberal democracy, the citizen respects the office, even if he does not respect the man holding the office. Look around at our institutions. They are just as corrupt as the men who are in charge of them. No rational person can look at what is happening with the FBI and not think the entire political class needs to meet Madame Guillotine. After the last chop, send in the bulldozers to flatten the place. Maybe salt the earth afterwards.

For most of my life, I was an easy mark, when it came to flag waving. I believed the stuff they taught us in school and preached to us in the media. Despite her flaws, I thought the ideal of America was worth defending. The trouble is, the people in charge had other ideas. Like a lot of people over the last dozen or so years, I’ve had a change of heart about a lot of things. One of them is patriotism. You can be loyal to people, but you cannot be loyal to ideas or institutions. That’s a sucker’s play and I’m not a sucker anymore.

ZMan is referring to patriotism generally, but my problem is more with the 4th specifically, and especially the reverentially sentimental drivel we get from teewee “journalists” both local and national about how “free” we are, how lucky we are to live in a country enjoying all this “freedom,” how our forefathers sacrificed their very all to establish the “freedom” we sometimes take for granted, and etc.

Naturally, these are all people—especially the local-yokels—who, if given a choice between lecturing us on “freedom” or “safety,” are going to pick “safety” six days a week, and twice on Sunday. And not one of them, local or national, would know real freedom if they saw it, and would lapse into abject, shivering terror if they ever did. As Jack Nicholson said in Easy Rider: “Oh, yeah, they’re gonna talk to you, and talk to you, and talk to you about individual freedom. But they see a free individual, it’s gonna scare ’em.”

Earlier today I was driving all over the place running errands, in the course of which I ran along Interstate 85 for a bit. In a twelve mile stretch, I saw no less than four State Troopers with folks pulled over, no doubt reminding them to celebrate their “freedom” later on. Here in NC, you’re free to celebrate “freedom” with fireworks exclusively on July 4th, and then only with the mildest of firecrackers, sparklers, and such-like. The rest of the year they’re banned and therefore unavailable, hence the tents and kiosks that sprout up like weeds in Wal Mart parking lots and other such places a few days before the Fourth. Tomorrow, they’ll all be tucked away until next year again.

Now, I know these all seem like trifling things, hardly worth bitching about. But add ’em all up—and throw in the other little things like seat belt laws, helmet laws, shower-head and toilet mandates, washing machines that no longer clean clothes because they aren’t allowed enough water to do the job, the ethanol currently ruining your car’s or lawn mower’s engine, and a bazillion other little things—and you end up with a pretty good-sized pile. Somewhere along the line, that ever-growing pile is the very thing that turns freedom into “freedom.”

None of which even touches on more significant encroachments like “hate speech” laws; over-regulation that very nearly strangled our economy beyond hope of resuscitation; all sorts of restrictions based on the climate-change hoax; the perversion of the language itself to comply with the lunatic demands of political correctness; licensing requirements, registration, taxes, inspections, and fees for businesses of every imaginable sort—these and a host of other intrusions add up to a very large pile indeed, and are stark reminders of just how far we’ve strayed from anything the Founders would recognize as real freedom.

To be sure, Trump has indeed made meaningful progress towards undoing the damage done to true freedom by the uncontested advance of Progressivism. But the job is too damned big for one man; one can only stand in awe at his audacity in being willing to take it on at all. Watching the slow, steady tide of “freedom” inundate America is enough to reduce one to despair; certainly, it’s made July 4th one hell of a lot more akin to a day of mourning than celebration for me these last few years. But then I run across a story like this:

A woman was escorted down from the Statue of Liberty on Wednesday after she scaled the bottom part of the national monument in protest of U.S. immigration policy, sparking a nearly four-hour standoff with authorities.

The person, who appeared to be sitting near the feet of Lady Liberty — roughly 25 feet above the monument’s observation point, was apprehended by police Wednesday, hours after she ascended the monument on Independence Day.

The park was shut down hours before closing time and was evacuated as a precaution, a National Park Service official told Fox News.

The woman had participated in an earlier protest Wednesday with New York-based activist group Rise and Resist, which organized the demonstration, which resulted in at least six arrests.

The group hung a banner emblazoned with a message about abolishing U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) from the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty.

Think of all the people who had their Ellis Island vacation trip ruined by this putz. Think of all the people watching the idiot’s stunt on the evening news shaking their heads in disgust. Think of the millions of Americans who are fed up with witless, disruptive “protests” like this one, and the millions more who know that a nation without borders is no nation at all, who have no wish to throw open the floodgates to grant entry to every unvetted malefactor on the planet.

Then think of the tiny, tiny handful of more-intelligent Democrat Socialist leaders who are now all a-tremble over how many votes this will cost them, many of them permanently.

The Left had almost a century in which to undo America That Was, and they came all too close to pulling it off. But now their day is nearly done. Reversing the effects of their malignance will be the work of generations; it will almost certainly require violence, and the end result of this monumental effort will without doubt be unlike anything we might anticipate. But it CAN be done, it is BEING done—and the work will continue, until the noxious weed of Leftist corruption is at last pulled out by its roots, flung onto the brush pile, and burned to ashes.

Happy Fourth, everybody.

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Perry out, to endorse Gingrich

Know who this helps? Mitt Romney, that’s who. It’s INEVITABLE.

Not remotely true, of course. I just wanted to say it before shit-sandwich connoiseur Hugh Hewitt did, that’s all.

Too bad it worked out the way it did, and I wish Perry all the best. I’ll likely have more later, but right now I am required to go watch Nyan Cat vids another ten thousand times.

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Great Unexpectations

IT’S GREEK TO ME

…but then, it’s Greek to the Greeks, too!

Mark Steynophonopolous:

When you binge-spend at the Greek level in a democratic state, there aren’t many easy roads back. The government has introduced an austerity package to rein in spending. In response, Greek tax collectors have walked off the job.

Read that again slowly: To protest government cuts, striking tax collectors are refusing to collect taxes. In a sane world, this would be an hilarious TV comedy sketch. But most of the Western world is no longer sane. It’s tough enough to persuade the town drunk to sober up, but when everyone’s face down in the moonshine, maybe it’s best just to head for the hills. But where to flee? America is choosing to embrace Greece’s future when even the Greeks have figured out you can’t make it add up. … Maybe we can all be striking tax collectors. It seems a comfortable life.

“Comfortable”?

The Greco-roamin’ Victor Davis Hanson:

I lived in Greece for more than two years, and one of my best memories is of a small hotelier at a seaside resort. He checked you in; he cooked; he did the landscaping at night; he did all the maintenance during the day. I asked him why he didn’t hire more help, since his hotel wasn’t all that small and he seemed to be going 24/7. What followed was a harangue about the cost of hiring a permanent worker in Greece, the difficulty of ever firing him if he proved worthless, and why he preferred to do everything himself rather than fill out all sorts of forms and hire unmotivated but tenured employees. Besides, he said, almost everyone was on some sort of pension, disability, or government benefit, and was unwilling to work, so his choices were either illegal immigrants or broke foreign students. Then he launched into a blast against socialism, and explained how he was forced to become an expert tax dodger, how he would barter for all the transactions he could, and why he hated the government.

Damned Thermopylaean Tea-baggers!

Wasn’t it the noted moral philosopher Joe Walsh who once said “The Greeks Don’t Want No Freaks”? No, it wasn’t. It was Henley and Frey with Buffett on background vocals. I just wanted to be the first person in the history of the world to use the phrase “the noted moral philosopher Joe Walsh”.

The Greeks indeed want no freaks–with the obvious exception of Zsa Zsa Huffington, who attracts freaks like Arnold Ziffel draws flies. Fresh Air!

Mike already covered the “Unsustainable” spending (as sung by Miss Natalie Cole), but there’s another intriguing word floating around out there:

“Unexpectedly”.

As in

“The unemployment rate was unexpectedly worse this month, said economists. Just like last month. And the month before. And the month before that. And…”

When something does the same thing every month for a year, why is that “unexpected”? Sure, you hope it will get better–unless you’re a Cloward-Pivenist–but why the surprise if it doesn’t?

There’s a new wrinkle in Obama’s Grecian Economic Formula this month: the unemployment numbers were “unexpectedly” better–because thousands simply dropped out of the job search effort!

Perversely, if 5 million more Americans did that, the unemployment numbers would look really, really good.

Hit it, Nat:

“Unexpectedly

That’s what you are

Unexpectedly

Can’t count that far

“Saved or Created” is so risible

Your job growth, it is invisible

I think you’ll be unemployed

Unexpectedly too-ooo!”

World-class macro-economist Joe Walsh couldn’t have said it any better.

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Even Though Exhaling is Now Illegal, Apparently They’re Handing Out Nobel Prizes For It

GIVE A BOW, TAKE A BOW

Sir Prize has canceled lunch with the King of Norway to attend a Donna Summer concert.

That’s so when Donna sings “She Works Hard For the Money”, he can claim one job was saved or created.

In other Questionable Statistical News:

President Obama’s job approval rating has fallen to 47 percent in the latest Gallup poll, the lowest ever recorded for any president at this point in his term.

“If I was a heart patient and Gallup was my EKG, I’d visit my doctor,” Gibbs said in response to questions from Fox.

Unfortunately, elective EKGs for a man Gibbs age aren’t covered under the president’s FlatlineCare plan.

But if you take those flat EKG graphs and run them through East Anglia’s Climate Homogenizer(tm), they’ll be looking like a hockey stick in no time! All better now.

The Nobel Prize comes with $1.4 million award. Isn’t that, well, kinda chintzy? After all, speaking of Questionable Statistics, Hillary’s pollster was awarded $6 million:

RUSH: Do you remember, ladies and gentlemen, the rumored negotiations between Hillary and Obama at the end of the primary campaign? It was said then that Hillary would support Obama if he would pay off her debts. And we were told that her campaign debts ranged from five to ten million that she owed Mark Penn. Well, shazam, look at what’s happened, Obama has paid off Hillary’s debt to Mark Penn, which was something like $6 million, $5.7 I think is the exact amount, of stimulus money, money designed to create jobs in the private sector. Burson-Marsteller is a giant worldwide PR firm, they don’t need a bailout, they don’t need any stimulus money but it was said, “Yeah, it was to preserve three jobs there.”

“In the end, even if there are a few unwise projects, it is only a handful out of the over 50,000 projects that have been approved to date,” said Liz Oxhorn, a White House spokeswoman answering the question, “What the hell, $5 million, $6 million to Mark Penn?” “Well, in the end, even if there are a few unwise projects it’s just a handful.” So they had to be discrete, they had to wait awhile before they actually made the payoff. And of course Obama would use the taxpayer’s money rather than his own or even that of his campaigns. He’s entitled. He’s a savior. He’s saving the country.

Look at the news that we have had today. The TSA security manual totally compromised, blown up all over the Internet. Continuing lies about global warming from Algore. He’s getting the temperature of the earth’s core wrong by millions of degrees. He’s an idiot. He’s an absolute doofus. He says the polar ice caps are melting. We had Reuters yesterday with a story about polar bears eating their own because of global warming, when everybody who knows polar bears knows that polar bears eat their young, for a variety of reasons, and they’re not the only animals that do that. And now we got Harry Reid out there saying, “Oh, yeah, we’re really close to a deal. In fact, we finally have the deal done,” when he’s nowhere near close to a deal. We have Dianne Feinstein saying it is perfectly moral for the taxes of pro-life Americans to pay for insurance policies that will provide abortion. And Obama is using your money, our money, taxpayer money to pay off Hillary’s campaign debt.

I say if it’s “our” money, it’s “our” Nobel Prize, too. Congratulations, fellow Nobel laureates; you deserve this award for all that you do.

Whatever that is.

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Common Ground Hog Day

OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND

Don’t laugh; it’s Mo Do–yes, that Mo Do:

Havel, the 73-year-old former Czech president, who didn’t win a Nobel Peace Prize despite leading the Czechs and the Slovaks from communism to democracy, turned the tables and asked Smale a question about Obama, the latest winner of the peace prize.

Was it true that the president had refused to meet the Dalai Lama on his visit to Washington? …

Havel reached out to touch a glass dish given to him by Obama, inscribed with the preamble to the U.S. Constitution. “It is only a minor compromise,” he said. “But exactly with these minor compromises start the big and dangerous ones, the real problems.”

Our president would be well advised to listen. Havel is looking at this not only as a moral champion but as a playwright. Obama (who, as Robert Draper wrote, has read and reread Shakespeare’s tragedies) does not want his fatal flaw to be that he compromises so much that his ideals get blurred out of recognition.

As Leon Wieseltier writes in the upcoming New Republic: “The demotion of human rights by the common-ground presidency is absolutely incomprehensible. The common ground is not always the high ground. When it is without end, moreover, the search for common ground is bad for bargaining. It informs the other side that what you most desire is the deal — that you will never acknowledge the finality of the difference, and never be satisfied with the integrity of opposition. There is a reason that ‘uncompromising’ is a term of approbation.”

F.D.R. asked to be judged by the enemies he had made.

And Obama asks to be judged by how many enemies he has saved or created.

And he’ll do the the judging.

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Democrats and Yellow Dawgs

Saturday evening, Markos, a.k.a The Chairman, dismayed at the tragic deaths of three police officers, squatted down like the yellow dog he is, and squeezed out this pile:

Today I celebrated my daughter’s second birthday, so it’s a particularly bad place for me to read the results of the latest right-wing outrage:

City officials this afternoon identified the officers as Stephen Mayhle, a two-year veteran of the force, Eric Kelly, on the job for 14 years, and Paul Sciullo III, also a two-year veteran.

Police said Officer Mayhle was married and had two daughters, ages 3 and 6; Officer Kelly was married and had three daughters, ages 11, 16 and 22; and Officer Sciullo was single and engaged to be married.

This appears to be an inevitable result of the bad economy, a conservative movement circling the drain, feeling betrayed, isolated, and defeated, and the rampant eliminationist talk from right-wing nutjobs on the radio and TV.

I know Barb blogged this below, but it’s important to see the aftermath of right-wing hysteria, because this is likely just the beginning. Unless the Becks (and Beck-wannabees) walk back from that ledge, they’ll be to blame for more atrocities of this sort.

Obama isn’t coming for anyone’s guns. The NRA won that battle years ago and the Democrats have long since moved on. Yet the eliminationists carry on, whipping their readers and listeners into a frenzy of panic and fear, and as a result, four little girls (and a young woman) don’t have dads tonight. And I fear today was just the beginning.

It never ceases to amaze me how fast leftist retards will blame a mass shooting on some right-wing crazy/NRA/Talk Radio…

What interested me here, was kostard’s use of the word Eliminationist. I remember hearing this word used by a leftist professor back in college, so I went to google and most of what I found referred to an author by the name of Daniel Goldhagen and his book Hitler’s Willing Executioners. In the book, Goldhagen uses the term eliminationist antisemitism.

Of course, this made perfect sense that kostard would use this type of phrasing…as most conservatives are fully aware of the success the left has had in associating conservatism with the nazis.

The problem here is that chairman kostard is correct. Eliminationism DID influence this gunman to go crazy and eventually murder three police officers…

…but not the elimination he imagined it was:

PITTSBURGH (AP) — A 911 call that brought two police officers to a home where they were ambushed, and where a third was also later killed during a four-hour siege, was precipitated by a fight between the gunman and his mother over a dog urinating in the house.

So…a damn dog pissing on the floor may have sparked this little incident? How interesting. I’m sure there were other deep-seated issues, but the fact that kostard used the word eliminationist and this shooting was set in motion by an elimination is too rich to ignore…

And lest any leftist cast the typical aspersions my direction, i’m not trying to make light of the situation. The death of three police officers, or anyone for that matter, is tragic. But using a tragedy such as this, sprinkled with references to daughters’ birthdays and orphaned children, to hammer at conservatives and promote your shallow, fecal-frosted agitprop is far worse than this gunman’s destructive results.

But the chairman’s comments do not surprise me…this climate of hope and change reminds me of the 1990’s all over again. Clinton gets elected and all of a sudden there was this leftist fear of “militia” groups popping up everywhere, ready to enslave womyn and wipe out folks with dark skin. And here we are, 16 years later, except this time it’s Rush Limbaugh and Glen Beck leading the charge of the white brigade.

Same shit, different decade. Thankfully, the internet allows us to weed out counter this bullshit…but don’t expect the average sheeple to comprehend what’s going on…and don’t hold your breath waiting for chairman kostard and the MSM to clarify this little misunderstanding…

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Noted Coward Calls You A Coward

Now, it takes some serious chutzpah for a guy who admits he lacked the balls to stand up to Bill Clinton’s pardon of Marc Rich, to point out that the rest of us lack balls. But hey, that’s just a day’s work for Eric Holder.

“Though this nation has proudly thought of itself as an ethnic melting pot, in things racial we have always been and continue to be, in too many ways, essentially a nation of cowards,” said Holder, nation’s first black attorney general.

Let me boil it down for you, Eric. Every time America – and not just white America – has sought to have the conversation and, God forbid, pointed out something is wrong in the black community, it was branded as racist. Ask Daniel Patrick Moynihan. Ask Thomas Sowell. Ask Charles Murray. Go ahead.  Ask them, we’ll wait.

You get enough of that crap back in your face, you quit. Why? Because it’s not worth the drama. What the rest of America sees as not being worth the effort, Holder sees as cowardice. He’s welcome to that view because the only distinguishing characteristic I’ve been able to find in Obama cabinet nominees so far is that they’re always wrong. It’s amateur hour over there in case you haven’t noticed.

In my case, this dynamic of hearing “Racist!” screamed every time my interlocutor didn’t agree with my points fully explains how I went from being a Massachusetts-born and bred Ted Kennedy (shudder) Democrat to a Republican. I simply got tired of being told I was supposed to feel guilty for being a white guy.  Period.  It wasn’t a failure to “confront my own white privilege” it was that I was tired of people who couldn’t and wouldn’t argue in good faith. Logic and argument being a “white construct” and all that jazz. Look, when you have discussions with people about what you see as the problems with race relations in this county and the response you receive in return is to consistently be branded a racist, it’s not cowardice when you stop engaging – it’s sanity preservation.

Holder would have done a much greater service to the country if he had started this conversation in the black community. Then he would have had a bigger stick to use to prod white America into the conversation. Instead, what he has done here is just guarantee that white America isn’t going to listen.

There has been a tacit agreement this country. White America agrees to no longer mention the pathologies in the black community which hold it back – thereby contributing to a negative view of the black community among whites – and black America agrees to just keep ignoring its own issues. See? It’s a win-win. White America moves on and black America – with a few notable exceptions – promises to keep deluding itself. What could be better, right?

I think we know the answer to that rhetorical question though.

He told Justice Department employees they have a special responsibility to advance racial understanding.

What that means is, “”And I want the rest of you cowboys to know something, there’s a new sheriff in town…and his name is Reggie Hammonds Eric Holder.  Y’all be cool…right on.”

Four years of hectoring from this crowd? Puh-leeeze.

Via Hot Air

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Stop Making Census

JUDGING GREGG

I was glad to see Judd Gregg go to Commerce, just as I was glad to see Bob Gates stay at Defense, where they both might act as moderating influences. But after Gregg accepted the job, Obama cut his legs out from under him by taking away the Census. That changed the terms and conditions of employment and Gregg had no choice but to leave.

The Census doesn’t belong to Republicans. If Obama didn’t trust Gregg, he shouldn’t have taken the Census away–he should have fired Gregg.

The Census doesn’t belong to Democrats either. By taking it into the White House, it is not Gregg, but Obama who is proving he wants to manipulate the census for political advantage. If Gregg had stayed, he would have been ratifying Obama’s blatantly partisan and frankly un-American power grab.

The Clintons used every office and program of government for personal and political gain. They tried to use “sampling”, i.e.; “guessing” during their census count. We’ve recently seen how Democrats count–no thanks. I had the audacity to hope this administration would be different, but sadly, this is still the Clintons’ party.

Gregg was right to first go and he was right to leave. He’s got a good record on spending so we need him in the Senate; spending is all they do.

Unlike many, at least the man can count.

UPDATE: One reason it’s so hard to get rid of Affirmative Action Discrimination is because legislators have made themselves recipients, crafting race-based districts. It’s the classic “politicians choosing the voters, not voters choosing their politicians”.

Mr. von Spakovsky explains the Census Game:

“…while the Census Bureau cannot directly gerrymander apportionment through sampling, it can functionally do it indirectly through other means. For example, statistical sampling could be used to determine the populations for state (as opposed to congressional) legislative redistricting as well as for federal funding purposes. This will allow state legislatures controlled by the Democratic party to draw districts based on imagined populations

…My experiences with the career staff at Justice for four years make it almost certain that they will use their enforcement power under the Voting Rights Act to attack any redistricting plans submitted to the Department for preclearance after 2010 drafted by Republican legislatures, and will allow Democratic plans (if approved by the Congressional Black Caucus) to sail through, no matter what the actual facts or the law. In combination with the Census, this will be a powerful weapon to marginalize the Republican party and make sure it never stages a political comeback, no matter how much support it has from the American public.

ps: heh.

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It just means so much more to so much more…

I won’t claim to have my hand on the pulse of all that is hip and trendy.  I try to pay attention to what’s popular and what’s old news. I pride myself on have a decent eclectic knowledge of music, books,  and movies. When it comes to fashion, music, etc., I normally don’t judge 99% of the folks on their choices…different strokes for different folks I say…

…however, I do believe that if you are going to choose something that originates from a specific culture, demographic, etc., say, the inner city…you should have at least 1/32 of an ounce of authenticity…

Having said that, I make this humble observation:

No matter how much rap and hip hop you listen to–

No matter how many gold chains you wear–

No matter how expensive your sneakers–

No matter how baggy the clothes slipping past your skinny, pale ass

No matter how cool the sunglasses you’re wearing at night are–

If  you are a teenage white male from the suburbs driving a ford focus:

You are not a gangster…

You are not hard-assed…

You are not hardcore…

and most importantly:

YOU-ARE-NOT-A-GOD-DAMNED-PIMP!!!

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That’s Hedley Lamarr…

Crittenden is right, this is a cluelessly ironic piece of drivel.

You should know that if you’re hunting beta-males then DC is the place to be. I live here, I know what I’m talking about. So it’s amusing to watch beta-male David Ignatius coach beta-male Barack Obama on how to deal with Republicans. He wants Obama to go all Eastwood on ‘dere ass.

But, most of all, Obama needs to tell GOP leaders what he expects, and make clear the political consequences of obstruction. In that sense, the tone of his Post op-ed today was off. The themes were there; what was missing was that Clint Eastwood snarl: Go ahead, Senator. Defy my stimulus program. Make my day!

Ignatius missed the point that machismo only works when two conditions apply: (a) you can back it up and (b) the other side is afraid of the alternative.

Neither applies here.

Obama has consistently demonstrated that he is a petulant four-year old when things don’t break his way. So there goes condition (a). Why be afraid? Don’t give him what he wants (because it is a manifestly bad idea) and let him whine and be shrill. From the Republican perspective – where’s the down side?

Obama also doesn’t have any bullets in the chamber. So there goes condtion (b). Republicans are (or ought to be) amenable to letting him have his way. Very few people, including the Congressional Budget Office, expect this thing to work.  In fact, they expect it to make things worse. Doing nothing would be better than this bill.

So Republicans should try to make this bill into something that works and when they’ve gone as far as they can then vote against it anyway and let Obama have his way. Since it’s not going to work (because Keynesian economics never has) Barry can take all the credit for it. But since Obama thinks it will work, why is he upset Republicans aren’t on board? After all, if it works he’ll get all the credit – right?

He’s upset because he needs the political cover.   So much so that he’s now given to apocalyptic imagery to make his point.  Hey!  I thought it was wrong to scare people into getting your way politically.  Isn’t that what the Dems said after 9/11?

To quote Al Gore, “He played on our fears!!!”

Ah yes, hypocrisy truly is the tribute which vice pays to virtue.

No, Barry can’t be Eastwood. But he does look remarkably like another character in a Hollywood western – Hedley Lamarr.

Hedley Lamarr: My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives.
Taggart:  God darnit, Mr. Lamarr, you use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore.

Well, that is how he got to the White House.

Krauthammer thinks the free ride is over:

After Obama’s miraculous 2008 presidential campaign, it was clear that at some point the magical mystery tour would have to end. The nation would rub its eyes and begin to emerge from its reverie. The hallucinatory Obama would give way to the mere mortal. The great ethical transformations promised would be seen as a fairy tale that all presidents tell — and that this president told better than anyone.

I thought the awakening would take six months. It took two and a half weeks.

The Republicans should let him stew in this bill to highlight the fact that the whole thing was the type of effort you get from a rookie – or dare I say – an affirmative action hire. There is no reason for Republicans to climb on board this train. Something needs to be done, but when the boat is sinking you don’t drill holes in the bottom to let the water out.

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“For Your Stimulus Only”

THE LATEST THRILLER

from noted N.Y. Times-reading author Joe Biden, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Also Agent of D.E.A., F.B.I., C.T.U., S.E.C., N.O.A.A., C.B.O., D.O.T., R.S.V.P. …and the Bureau of Weights and Measures.

An excerpt:

It was a dark and stormy night. Except that it was sunny out. and clear. and about 2:30 in the afternoon. But other than that, it was a dark and stormy night.

The night smelled like danger. As it turns out, danger smells a lot like an old Amtrak seat cover. But I digress. I knew if I told her about my mission, I would have to kill her–or at a minimum, send her a strongly-worded letter. Hey–don’t kid yourself, pal; those things can hurt.

I hugged the compound wall as I made my way across the estate. Somewhere in there was “The Terrorist”, the organization’s shadowy Number Two man, a stone-cold killer known to shoot innocent men right in the face.

In hopes of blending in with the locals, I was in full Lawrence-of-Arabia attire. They weren’t going to make me in a million years…

“Hi, Joe! What are you doing in those sheets?” How many times had I asked Sen. Byrd that very same question?

Damn! There he was–“The Terrorist”, Dick Cheney! And he had penetrated my cover!

“Hey, Lynn; Joe Biden’s here! Bring us some of that special lemonade, would you, hon?” How many times had I heard Ted Kennedy ask that same question?

“Oh, hi, Joe,” said Mrs. Cheney. “What are you doing here? And why the burqua?” How many times had Larry Craig asked me that same question?

“So it’s going to be the old “Good Cop/Bad Cop”-routine,” I thought to myself, because it’s really hard to think to someone else. Beneath my robes, I reached into my pocket and felt the smooth, pearly handle of my Smith and Wesson .357 Derringer Thompson Sub-Machine Gun Walther Mitty Special. And then I remembered: I’d left my gun at home on the dresser.

I decided to play along and began chanting in Arabic: “Get out of Biden’s house! Get out of Biden’s house! Get out of…”

“Hah, that’s funny , Joe,” said Cheney “but the Inauguration isn’t for another month. Say, Joe, I’ve been wondering–you’ve pledged to be the most useless, uninvolved, non-productive vice-president in history; what are you going to do with all that spare time–besides your rich fantasy life, I mean?”

Cruel bastard. No wonder they called him “The Terrorist”.

“You need a hobby, Joe,” Cheney continued. “For instance, I make home movies. I’ve even got one of the entire Democrat leadership signing off on waterboarding and wiretapping. Would you like to see it, Joe?”

Suddenly, I felt myself getting red in the face and hot under the keffiyah. Mrs. Cheney must have put drugs in the lemonade! But there was no time to ask for seconds now. I made a break for it. Barely making it back to the safe house, I collapsed on the bed. The next thing I remember, a month had passed and I was standing there taking the oath of office.

I spied Terrorist in the crowd, his cruel eyes mocking me. He’d come to the event in a wheelchair, hoping that I would ask him to stand up. As I finished my remarks by Lord Kinnock, right then and there I made a solemn vow to myself: never again would I wear women’s clothing in public. on a weekday. in this country, anyway. And to write a screenplay for my new home movie.

Let’s see… “It was a dark and stormy night…”

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