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I’m sure Bill Kristol sees nothing whatever wrong with this.

Former FBI deputy director Andrew McCabe, who was fired for lying under oath, spent $70,000 in taxpayer dollars on a conference table. The FBI also redacted the conference table’s steep price tag from documents that members of the Senate Judiciary Committee requested, in an apparent attempt to hide it from Congress.

In a letter sent to Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein Wednesday, Sen. Chuck Grassley revealed that the FBI had redacted the cost of the table from a document he and his fellow members of the committee requested to see. Grassley said many of the redactions within the documents made no sense, nor were they made to protect national security secrets.

But…but…but…they said it was! Plus, LIVES ARE AT STAKE HERE! Ace’s title and opening line say it best:

The FBI Claimed it Redacted the Embarrassing Fact of Andrew McCabe Spending $70,000 of Taxpayer Money on a Conference Table Due to “National Security” Concerns

Obviously, we must believe everything the Deep State tells us.

Oh, obviously. Hey, it’s the Principled™ thing to do. Just DAMN that Trump for bringing these cockroaches out into the light, anyhow.

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Still winning

Trump quietly slips yet another one past the goalie, while Mueller et al strets and fruts, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

President Trump is issuing three executive orders on Friday that are aimed at cutting down on the time it takes to fire federal employees, according to multiple reports.

White House officials announced the impending orders on a call with reporters. The officials said the changes are aimed at saving taxpayers $100 million per year.

White House domestic policy director Andrew Bremberg said the new system will “advance a merit-based system” allowing federal agencies “to remove poor-performing employees,” according to BuzzFeed News.

Another excellent and long-overdue move. Sadly, this next bit is telling:

White House officials said on the call that many of the provisions were part of a wish list the Trump administration delivered to Congress that has yet to be acted on.

“The president called on Congress…they haven’t done so yet. In the meantime, the president is using all available tools in the executive branch to come as close as he can,” a senior Trump administration official said, according to BuzzFeed.

Good for him. As Limbaugh has hammered away at plenty of times: if the GOPe Congresscrawlers were serious about being in opposition to the Progressivists, all they’d have to do is spend the summer helping Trump do what we elected him to do (what most of THEM were elected to do as well, in fact) instead of fighting him tooth and nail and the Democrat Socialists would be finished forever as a national party. The Repubs could run things for the next fifty years at least; they’re obviously not interested in that, which tells you all you need to know about them. They much prefer to shovel crap like this at us instead:

Don’t Make Bill Kristol Run For President
The conservative commentator’s 2020 do-over already has the look and feel of a real presidential campaign. Now all it needs is a real presidential candidate.

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

“If I could just shake people up a little bit,” Kristol told BuzzFeed News after the Saint Anselm remarks. “Get them out of ‘Gee, I just saw a poll where he’s got 82% approval among Republicans, it’s over.’ If I get them to think for a minute, I think that by itself is useful.”

He wondered hopefully, in the interview, about the availability of Mitt Romney, Ben Sasse, and James Mattis — three men who were on his 2016 wish list — and of Nikki Haley, who like Mattis ended up taking a job in the Trump administration. Kristol also has kind words for John Kasich, whom he visited recently in Ohio and acknowledged is the Republican most likely to take on Trump, though the governor’s personality and moderate politics have turned off other leaders in Kristol’s neoconservative orbit.

What, Egg McMuffin is busy this go-around or something?

Kasich, Gawd help us. Fucking KASICH. Are you even hearing your words, Bill?

“Mr. Kristol is clearly out of touch with most Americans and most definitely with Republican voters,” Michael Glassner, the campaign’s chief operating officer, said in a statement emailed to BuzzFeed News. “Kristol is living in a fantasy world if he thinks that Republicans still embrace his old swamp values. The vast majority of GOP voters are hard working Americans who see through Mr. Kristol’s malcontent rhetoric and see proof, including in their own job security, that President Trump is keeping his promises to Make America Great Again.”

All of this raises the question of what Kristol, or any Republican who buys into his efforts, would consider a win.

A return to the Deep State status quo of dysfunction, decay, and corruption, that’s what. No more, no less.

Say a Kristol candidate doesn’t win the nomination but weakens Trump enough to help tip the election to Democrats. “That’s not the best outcome,” said Kristol. “But I’ll put it this way: When people say, ‘Oh you can’t do it because it might cause that,’ I regard that as less problematic or less damaging than just sitting back and letting Trump have a free ride.”

Then you’re a fool. Also a liar, to try to peddle the self-evident falsehood of Trump having anything remotely resembling a “free ride” with Deep State termites besetting him at every least turn. Oh, and: correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t Kristol vote for Hillary last time around? Because Muh True Conservative PRINCIPLES, of course.

Meanwhile, Trump has been busy actually, y’know, doing all the things the Repukes have been promising and then reneging on for decades. He’s accomplished more in two years than any of Kristol’s stumblebums and mushmouths would in two terms—or four, or ten. One would think Kristol would be saying thank you, to quote somebody else Kristol would probably rather have in the White House than someone audacious enough to actually walk the fucking walk.

It’s just barely possible Kristol could be more pathetic, I guess. But I’m damned if I can see how. But do keep blustering, whining, and Resist!-ing, Bill. Your every word is a great reminder to Americans of exactly what we rejected in selecting Trump…and why.

Update! America’s Negotiator In Chief.

In a break from past administrations, President Trump is using brass knuckles to personally cut deals on trade, military burden sharing, diplomacy, domestic energy production and regulations that aides describe as unprecedented and propelling an economic boom.

In several detailed to Secrets, Trump has confronted world leaders in Oval Office meetings to demand better treatment and pushed his Cabinet secretaries to weigh decisions in favor of taxpayers, according to officials.

“Everything that the American people hoped for when they cast that ballot for change for a new kind of leadership in Washington, everything that they hoped they would get, I am telling you that they not only received it, but they’ve gotten it times 10,” said senior aide Stephen Miller.

Aides said that Trump’s style, honed in Manhattan real estate negotiations, is part of a long-ago formed view that past administration’s were too quick to roll over in world talks. In fact, he presented that view in a full-page 1987 newspaper ad that said, “Let’s not let our great country be laughed at any more.”

And, said Miller, who often led the cheers for candidate Trump in the 2016 election defeat of Democrat Hillary Rodham Clinton, “When you step outside the Washington swamp and you talk to normal everyday Americans the level of excitement is just extraordinary…and the enthusiasm hasn’t dipped at all since the election and that is not what the norm is in politics at all.”

Well, why should it dip? Normal Americans at last have a President who gets it—who recognizes their concerns, shares them fully, and doesn’t give a shit what the swamp creatures say, do, or think. In short: their enthusiasm hasn’t flagged because, at long last, they are winning. If that gives smarmy weasels like Bill Kristol the sads, well, so much the better. I count that as yet another win, myself.

(Via Bill)

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No bias or partisan motives to see here, folks

None at all. No, really. Trust us.

A veteran of the intelligence community tells TAS that Brennan’s CIA was full of Hillary supporters, some of whom decorated their desks with her campaign paraphernalia. Brennan, whom the press noted would walk the halls of the CIA in an LGBT rainbow lanyard, encouraged this open political atmosphere. While Brennan knew his spying operation on the Trump campaign was an “exceptionally, exceptionally sensitive” matter (as reported by journalists David Corn and Michael Isikoff), he assumed its machinations would never come to light.

The members of Brennan’s working group at Langley “were just a bunch of out-of-control idiots,” says a former high-ranking CIA official to TAS.

It ain’t just Brennan’s “working group,” and it ain’t just Langley either. It couldn’t be more evident at this point that we have a Deep State slap-full of ’em, running said Deep State as out-of-control Lefty idiots always run any bureaucracy they control: corruptly, arrogantly, incompetently, thuggishly, and with no regard at all for the will of the people, the Constitution, the rule of law, or anything else besides their own perks, power, and privilege.

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A whimper and not a bang

Okay, raise your hands if you didn’t see THIS one coming.

The Deep State has been weaving its own tangled web of Russian collusion for the past two years beginning with Russia supposedly hacking the 2016 election, creating the electoral outcome they desired. It has since morphed into Trump colluding with the Russians, despite zero proof on the one-year anniversary of Special Counsel Robert Mueller’s free-for-all investigation by his merry band of partisan Democrats.

It’s now to the point that Mueller’s team is investigating anyone in Trump’s circle who ever ate a bowl of borscht or drank a sip of Russian vodka. At a time when this couldn’t get any more ridiculous, look no further than the Washington Post for a version of “can you top this?”

A few days ago, the WaPo published an opinion piece entitled, “The FBI didn’t use an informant to go after Trump. They used one to protect him.”

Sure, they did. I can’t wait to read from the WaPo how Iran wants nukes to “protect” Israel or that that sanctuary cities are for the “protection” of legal, law-abiding residents of those cities.

Oh, you never will. It’s just the latest pathetic, feeble attempt at ass-covering from a Deep State cabal unexpectedly caught with its pants down and its hand in the cookie jar, to scramble a couple of apt metaphors. Dead giveaway: if it really was the case that the Deep State machine was trying to safeguard the legitimacy of US presidential elections and “protect” Trump as they say, how come they didn’t assign a couple of spies to Hillary’s campaign too?

In fact, Hillary!™ would have been the far more obvious choice than Trump when it comes to needing “protection” from Russian skullduggery. After all, she and Obama are the ones up to their crooked clavicles in collusion with Russian malfeasants to try to rig the election, with more evidence in support of the assertion being exposed every day. MIchael Caputo, the “God damn you to hell” guy and one of those who had his life destroyed by these corrupt scumbags, tells the simple truth:

In Russia, they call this the “siloviki,” the national security leadership that secretly spies on the entire citizenry of Russia. And we here are in the United States with our own siloviki underneath President Obama. Let me tell you something that I know for a fact. This informant, this person that they planted — tried to plant — into the campaign and even into the administration? If you believe Axios, he’s not the only person that came with the campaign. And the FBI is not the only Obama agency that came with the campaign. I know because they came at me. And I’m looking for clearance from my attorney to reveal this to the public. This is just the beginning. And I’ll tell you, when we finally find out the truth about this, Director Clapper and the rest of ’em are gonna be wearing some orange suits.

T’is a consummation devoutly to be wished, but…well, I dunno. Rush puts the capper on, including a pretty good reason to hold out hope that justice might at last be done:

You never know who they’re gonna catch here. Now, that is on fire. That is claiming Clapper and some of these others are going to go to jail. Now, folks, I know many of you are frustrated — as am I, and as are many — over the fact that it seems like whoever is running in anti-Trump operation’s on getting away with it and is going to get away with it.

And it’s very frustrating. Here these people, they have an actual crime, an actual series of crimes committed by Hillary Clinton and her campaign, which they not only ignore, they maneuver so as to exonerate her. Then over here they are literally in numerous ways trying to invent crimes that they want to claim Trump has committed. I know it’s maddening and it’s frustrating. We know that Hillary Clinton should be wearing orange just on the basis of her email server and the trafficking in classified the cats and documents and any number of other things.

The irony of it is they think Trump is the idiot and he’s running rings around these people, which is my point. I was reading a tweet today by…Who is it? This guy NameRedacted is his Twitter ID, I think, or close.

He was broaching this same subject about frustration that these perpetrators and the people running this coup against Trump seem like they’re gonna get away with it. And his point was, go read The Art of the Deal. Really go read the thing. Go find the chapter. I forget the title of the chapter, but the chapter that deals with how to deal with people who try to screw. Trump’s philosophy is anybody that tries to screw you, defame you, lie about you, injure you, has got to be replied to and destroyed themselves.

Because if you don’t, you will quickly establish a reputation as soft and weak. And his point was, “Just be patient. Trump knows exactly who these people are and what they’re doing, and their time is coming.”

I believe I saw somewhere or other that the chapter title is “Revenge,” which is fitting to say the least.

I remain cynical enough to seriously doubt that we’ll ever see any of these treasonous pustules sporting orange jumpsuits and leg irons. Then again, they got caught out and had their little plot exposed, against all odds and expectations—this, after decades of having gotten away with other such outrageous crimes so consistently they had evidently just come to assume that they always would. So like I said: we’ll see.

Bottom line update! This is it:

Moving on to the Mueller Witch Hunt and the Deep State coup against the President and the citizenry who elected him, more and more evidence is stripping away the onion to reveal what we had all surmised, that John Brennan engineered the entire Russian collusion myth via the fabricated dossier and a spy – or spies as Michael Caputo is alleging – within the campaign to sabotage the campaign. But since Hillary’s loss, which they gambled would never happen, the plan now is to attempt to destroy the Trump presidency in order to save their hides from being exposed. This too has failed and sooner or later, we will indeed learn that while Brennan engineered this whole thing, it was Obama who gave the order to do it. He needed Hillary in not just to cover up the crime but to preserve his eight years of poisonous ruin and seal the fate of the Republic.

This entire thing just boggles the mind on many levels. We are living through an historic and terrifying phase of our nation’s history. But the thing to remember, as Ace alluded to yesterday evening in citing Richard Fernandez’s piece at PJ Media, and Clinton Pollster Mark Penn’s essay, all of this just didn’t happen overnight. It took years, decades to corrupt an entire Federal Bureaucracy to such an extent as to make this possible. A couple of things that I think are worthy of keeping in mind; first on a granular level, as the Agitprop Media reveals names and details, they are doing this not out of journalistic integrity; they are doing this intentionally as a means to shield their political allies/fellow travelers.

The real criminals/masterminds will never be exposed, not by them anyway. And that means Obama and Clinton.

My old rule for Obama still holds up: you’ll never go wrong if you just always assume the absolute worst about whatever it is he’s lying about doing, or having done. The conclusion of the Mark Penn piece Sefton mentions:

Finding the “off” switch will not be easy. Step one here is for the Justice Department inspector general report to knock Comey out of the witness box. Next, the full origins of the investigation and its lack of any real intelligence needs to come out in the open. The attorney general, himself the target of a secret investigation, needs to take back his Justice Department. Sessions needs to act quickly, along with U.S. Attorney John Huber, appointed to conduct an internal review of the FBI, on the Comey and McCabe matters following the inspector general report, and then announce an expanded probe into other abuses of power.

The president’s lawyers need to extend their new aggressiveness from words to action, filing complaints with the Justice Department’s Office of Professional Responsibility on the failure of Mueller and Rosenstein to recuse themselves and going into court to question the tactics of the special counsel, from selective prosecutions on unrelated matters, illegally seizing Government Services Administration emails, covering up the phone texts of FBI officials Peter Strzok and Lisa Page, and operating without a scope approved by the attorney general. (The regulations call for the attorney general to recuse himself from the investigation but appear to still leave him responsible for the scope.)

The final stopper may be the president himself, offering two hours of testimony, perhaps even televised live from the White House. The last time America became obsessed with Russian influence in America was the McCarthy hearings in the 1950s. Those ended only when Sen. Joseph McCarthy (R-Wis.) attacked an associate of the U.S. Army counsel, Joseph Welch, and Welch famously responded: “Sir, have you no decency?” In this case, virtually every associate and family member of the president has been subject to smears conveniently leaked to the press.

Stopping Mueller isn’t about one president or one party. It’s about all presidents and all parties. It’s about cleaning out and reforming the deep state so that our intelligence operations are never used against opposing campaigns without the firmest of evidence. It’s about letting people work for campaigns and administrations without needing legal defense funds. It’s about relying on our elections to decide our differences.

Fair enough, I guess. But if that ship hasn’t sailed altogether already, it’s certainly loosed the mooring lines and is hoisting anchor.

It is to laugh update! A most amusing and ironic tidbit from the above-mentioned Fernandez/Wretchard piece:

In October 2016, “President Obama advises Trump to ‘stop whining’ after Trump tweeted the election could be rigged. ‘There is no serious person out there who would suggest somehow that you could even — you could even rig America’s elections,’ said Obama.”

Yeah, well, you sure couldn’t get it done, now could ya, genius?

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Distinguishing between “Tame” and “rabid”

Aesop has a thought on my quote about “bringing the Left to heel” yesterday.

“Brought to heel” is what one does with tame dogs, not with rabid ones.

This bunch wants putting down.
Nothing less will suffice.

The Trumpening has, indeed, flushed them from cover.
All that remains is for someone to open fire.

And the way they’re still frothing at the mouth and charging hither and yon, they’re going to get exactly that, the next time they make another mad lunge towards someone with common sense and the wherewithal to do the right thing.

The rabid dog is always the one most surprised by the community consensus, when it smacks him in the skull at about 3000fps.

What I wonder most about is what’s taking so long, seeing as how they’ve been shooting at us for a while now.

As Aesop himself has said: if you’re still having to ask whether it’s time to start shooting, then it probably isn’t. But it seems more certain with every passing assault, violent protest, act of vandalism, or anti-American rhetorical hate-bomb that the demented Left is determined to erase all doubt eventually. At some point, the people who believe so strongly that the 2A safeguards us against tryanny are going to be forcibly brought to the realization that no, not all by itself it doesn’t. Sooner or later, it has to be backed up.

We should also all recognize by now that, despite our assumptions about their cowardice and pacifism, there are plenty of Leftists out there who aren’t just willing to actually commit acts of physical violence against us for the crime of disagreeing with them, but eager to.

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Bottom line

This is it.

Liberals want you defenseless. You know all those countless stories of good guys with guns who protect people, you know, the ones that the New York Times tells you don’t exist and not to believe your lying eyes about? Liberals would prefer those stories go, “A mother was murdered in front of her kids today” rather than, “A mother capped an ex-con with a ‘born to lose’ tatt on his forehead when he threatened her and her kids.”

That’s the consequence of the nightmare they seek to impose upon us. Liberals, who (inept gaslighting aside) really do want to take your guns, want you to be without a means of defense. And this necessarily means they are willing to accept the risk of death (yours, not theirs) that comes with being defenseless. That is, they are totally cool with you taking the risk of encountering someone who doesn’t care that guns are illegal, or who is just plain stronger than you, and who wants to hurt you or worse. In short, liberals are eager to accept the risk of you being killed in order to attain their gun-free utopia.

To analyze it a little deeper: a gun-free utopia is the necessary first step on the way to the larger, more comprehensive liberal “utopia.” Then they won’t mind building a border wall nearly as much as they pretend to now—a la Berlin.

Or, more precisely, they want a utopia where Normals are gun-free, and where the liberal elite maintains a monopoly on force. You think their security is disarming? Michael Moore chance. Plus, you citizens being disarmed strips you of your last straw veto over oppression. That disarming Americans means that you are also rendered defenseless against liberal tyranny is a feature, not a bug.

Of course it is. That “monopoly on force” business is key, and a dead giveaway. Or, to put it another way: we’ll give up our AR15s when Hillary’s and Obama’s bodyguards give up theirs.

Now, if liberals really wanted to do something to stop gun killings, they would empower the cops in the big blue cities to sweep through the gang-infested warzones of Chicago and the like and rid them of criminals. But they won’t. Because they don’t hate the guns or the gangsters. They hate you. 

They surely do. The Trumpening has at last flushed them out into the open, though, and everyone can now see what they are—and begin the long-overdue process of learning to requite their hate, in full measure and with bells on. If they’re ever to be brought to heel, that’s where it has to start.

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Disgusting, in so many ways

Saw this on the local teewee news earlier, and…well, see for yourself.

RALEIGH, N.C. (WNCN) – The dress code at Kickback Jack’s has some customers a little upset.

“The sign is bogus,” said customer Zaena Graham. “I think it’s a bunch of…rubbish.”

The sign is hanging in the window of HIS FUCKING RESTAURANT, to establish the rules for acceptable dress and conduct that HE FUCKING PREFERS in HIS FUCKING RESTAURANT. You don’t like it, you are perfectly free to go eat somewhere else, you whiny dipshit. Know what really is “bogus”? The fact that you think you have some innate “right” to take issue with this man’s rules IN ANY FASHION WHATSOEVER—and to have attention paid to your whining by sensible people as if said whining was worth the simple chronic halitosis used to expel it, or was deserving of any response other than to chuck you out bodily into oncoming traffic.

The sign posted inside its restaurant lists the dress code and behavior requirements. The list starts off prohibiting negative attitudes, offensive language, and any attire containing profanity.

“In a family atmosphere other than just a sports bar, I think profanity should be restricted in any public place,” said John Baucom, a customer.

“The first part sounded OK, but it just got, to me, more discriminatory,” said Laurie Washington, who was eating at the restaurant with her husband, Thomas Washington.

The dress code goes on to say no low-hanging pants or shorts, no plain white T-shirts, and no excessively baggy attire.

Laurie and Thomas Washington believe it has a racial undertone and is offensive to them.

“That’s typically, younger African-American type attire,” said Laurie Washington.

So, if I don’t want to look at the crack of some thug-life teenage twerp’s ass while I eat—white OR black—or have the disgusting sight of his underwear exposed by having his pants down around his knees inflicted on me during dinner out, that’s RACIST!™ now, is it?

Well, allow me to share my specific thoughts on all that: FUCK YOU, IDIOT BITCH. You, and everybody else who “thinks” like you. Word to the clueless: it’s called UNDERwear for a fucking REASON. And just because you and yours think you have a “right” to do anything you damned well please, up to and including being patently offensive to civilized people possessed of a sense of decency and decorum you so clearly lack, does NOT mean that you actually and in fact do. You do NOT.

If feeling that way about this spurious complaint makes me a racist, then fine, I’m a motherfucking racist then. What else you got?

Baucom said not having the policy could be offensive to others.

You’re gott-damned right about that, buddy.

“The way they wear their pants and exposing certain parts of skin or whatever, I think that should be a manager’s discretion as far as offensive to other people,” he said.

And in a free country, it certainly would be. But when anti-smoking Nazis did away with the right of restaurant and bar owners to have a smoking and non-smoking section in their own joints if they so chose, this stopped being the case. So expect a lawsuit from these gibbering retards forthwith—and expect Kickback Jack’s to lose.

Myself, I’m considering walking around from now on with my pants around my knees too…commando-style, no underwear at all. Because I gots myself a RIGHT to walk around enjoying the free feeling of my junk swinging in the breeze, yo, and to hell with you if you don’t like it. Wonder what the reaction to that might be, eh?

O brave new world, that has such assholes in it. The great thing, though, is that the more idiots like this cry RACISM! over such self-evident tommyrot, the more they reduce the sting of the word, thereby undermining their own idiocy and removing one more arrow from their quiver.

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The Klown Kar Koup

Zman lifts the veil:

I take some pride in the fact that I sniffed out the FBI scandal long before the media had any idea what was happening. The whole Russian hacking thing was such nonsense, that it had to be a cover for soemthing else. The subsequent machinations of the FBI and DOJ made it clear that they were hiding something. Of course, we now know that some members of the FBI and DOJ were engaged in domestic spying on the Trump campaign, for purely political reasons. We are now starting to get a sense of who is really behind it.

This post from Conservative Tree House is a bit meandering, the guy really does need someone to organize his thoughts, but it reveals an important fact about this case that has not been made public. That is, the root of the scandal is not the FBI, but the CIA. The guy who got this thing going was former CIA Director John Brennan. He’s been an anti-Trump rage head for a long time. It appears that he is the guy who initiated the surveillance of the Trump campaign and set off the FBI conspiracy to get Trump.

What appears to have happened is Brennan, or his people, contacted a trusted friend of the neocon family for some help. Stefan Halper is the guy fingered by the Tree House guys as the most likely candidate for the job. He is a good candidate, as he did meet with Carter Page and George Papadopoulos. If you look at the career of Halper, he has been in these fever swamps¹ for a long time, so it is not unreasonable to think he was working for the anti-Trump loons. It’s also possible there were others used in this caper.

What makes this more serious than Watergate is that the crimes committed here reveal a malice of forethought. The people caught trying to cover-up Watergate and other campaign shenanigans did so after the fact and mostly as non-participants. The people involved in this caper acted with a clear intent. They set out to trap some Trump people so they could then spy on the Trump campaign, including Trump himself, with the goal of ending his campaign. When that failed, they decided to try and remove him from office.

And in true Keystone Kops fashion, they’ve tripped over their own tiny dicks every step of the way. As for Brennan, he’s by no means averse to a ittle light lying, sedition, and subversion:

Former CIA Director John Brennan’s insistence that the salacious and unverified Steele dossier was not part of the official Intelligence Community Assessment on Russian interference in the 2016 election is being contradicted by two top former officials.

Recently retired National Security Agency Director Michael Rogers stated in a classified letter to Congress that the Clinton campaign-funded memos did factor into the ICA. And James Clapper, Director of National Intelligence under President Obama, conceded in a recent CNN interview that the assessment was based on “some of the substantive content of the dossier.” Without elaborating, he maintained that “we were able to corroborate” certain allegations.

These accounts are at odds with Brennan’s May 2017 testimony before the House Intelligence Committee that the Steele dossier  was “not in any way used as the basis for the intelligence community’s assessment” that Russia interfered in the election to help elect Donald Trump. Brennan has repeated this claim numerous times, including in February on “Meet the Press.”

The only real mystery remaining here is exactly how these short-bus stumblebums ever got the idea they were entitled to rule over us in the first place.

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Once a traitor…

Leopards Liberals don’t change their spots.

Many people — including the president of the United States — want to know if Kerry’s actions constitute a violation of the Logan Act. It’s a question I’m frequently asked about Kennedy. The short answer, in both cases, is that I’m not the source to provide the answer. Congress is. The Democratic Congress in the 1980s didn’t hesitate to launch criminal proceedings against President Ronald Reagan and his staff (many of them fine men of great integrity) in a militant pursuit for impeachment over “Iran-Contra.” Liberal Democrats did so while turning a blind eye as their leader — House Speaker Jim Wright — buddied up to Sandinista dictator Daniel Ortega in his own negotiations.

And Wright wasn’t secretary of state, just as John Kerry wasn’t secretary of state when he conferred with Iranian officials in secret meetings in New York. In what the Boston Globe described as a “rare move” of “unusual shadow diplomacy,” Kerry met with the Iranian foreign minister (among other high-level foreign officials) “to discuss ways of preserving the pact limiting Iran’s nuclear weapons program. It was the second time in about two months that the two had met to strategize over salvaging a deal they spent years negotiating during the Obama administration, according to a person briefed on the meetings.”

That’s the very deal that President Trump was working to cancel just as Kerry was working to save it.

And that’s hardly the only Kerry outrage. No, this is old-hat. I’d like to remind all of Kerry’s affront decades ago. The date was April 22, 1971, 47 years to almost the exact day that Kerry met with the Iranians.

Follows, the complete story of the last time John Heinz-Kerry committed high treason against the United States of America. Of course, there’s a Soviet angle behind it. Heinz-Kerry ought to be damned grateful that treason is no longer an offense this country bothers much about anymore. If it was, he’d have surely swung for it a long time ago.

Then again, though, it might almost have been worth letting him slide on that whole betraying-his-country thing just to see his hilarious “reporting for duty” skit, featuring what would have to be one of the most feeble excuses for a “salute” ever perpetrated by a veteran in public, at DemSocCon 2004. I swear, it looked more like one of Benny Hill’s end-of-show gags than anything else.


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Nothing whatsoever against Hill, of course. At least he was being funny on purpose.

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Drop dead

McStain slams Palin.

As death flutters around the back-yard deck of Senator John McCain, it’s sad to read reports that the scrappy Sandcutter regrets picking Governor Sarah Palin as his vice presidential running mate and wishes he had instead picked Senator Jos. Lieberman. The only person diminished by this kind of talk is Senator McCain himself, and the heroic Arizonan deserves better.

Heroic? Like hell. Back to that in a moment.

At rallies all across red state America, Mrs. Palin outdrew the leader of the ticket by a factor five to one. Her own error was undercutting her populist message with a divisive démarche about “real Americans.” The tragedy is that pro-growth, inclusive, capitalism was waiting for both of them to embrace. Mrs. Palin understands it better than many in the GOP, including Mr. McCain.

This became increasingly evident after the Republican defeat. Mrs. Palin understood energy better than any leading Republican. She was the only Republican prepared to reach out to organized labor (she herself, like Ronald Reagan, had once carried a union card). Most importantly, by our lights, Mrs. Palin was the first Republican to breach for monetary reform.

Mrs. Palin showed character in reacting to the reports of Mr. McCain’s regrets. She said the reports felt like “a perpetual gut punch.” And of the senator’s complaint, she said: “That’s not what Sen. McCain has told me all these years.” So far as we can tell, she’s never said an ill-word about the man who lifted her to glory, however fleeting. She’s always called Mr. McCain the hero that he is.

“Lifted her to glory,” is it? The only time—the ONLY time—McCain led in the 2008 polls was in the wake of choosing Palin as his running mate:

In the general election, facing Democratic nominee, Senator Barack Obama of Illinois, McCain was trailing during most of the season, only gaining a lead in national polls for a period after the Palin announcement and the 2008 Republican National Convention.

After announcing Palin as the presumptive vice-presidential nominee, the McCain campaign received US$7 million in contributions in a single day. According to a Washington Post/ABC News survey published on September 9, 2008, he had gained huge support among white women voters since the announcement; he had not only surpassed Obama in white women voters, but also amassed a lead of five percentage points in the Gallup polls. John Zogby found that the effects of Palin’s selection were helping the McCain ticket since “She has high favorability numbers, and has unified the Republican Party.”

Who was lifting whom again, now? McCain lost the election not because of Palin, but because of McCain. His mushy-moderate positions; his legendary treachery, arrogance, and viciousness; his failure to recognize that decades of sucking up to the liberal media would never buy the “Maverick” a thing from them when running against any Democrat Socialist, much less Obama; most of all, his ill-advised blunder in “suspending” his campaign to deal legislatively with the “financial crisis.”

As for his “hero” status—well, sorry, but I ain’t quite buying that one either.

You may like heroes who weren’t shot down, but that doesn’t make them traitors or torture “songbirds.” In the case of John McCain, this particular myth is long-since debunked. When McCain was running for president, a group opposed to him sent out a flyer with this exact charge. They called him a “Hanoi Hilton songbird.” Far from accurate, McCain was not only uncooperative, he endured great pain and hardship on behalf of his country and his fellow prisoners, resulting in injuries that have lasted a lifetime.

Indeed he did endure great pain and hardship…and then, by his own admission, he broke.

Sen. McCAIN: I wrote a confession. I was guilty of war crimes against the Vietnamese people. I intentionally bombed women and children.
WALLACE: And you did it because you were being tortured and you’d reached the end of the line?
Sen. McCAIN: Yes. But I should have gone further. I should have — I never believed that I would — that I would break, and I did.

For the earlier part of his military career, Juanny Mav did arguably serve honorably, if not ably: he was a lousy pilot whose negligent hotdogging caused two crashes (which he lied about afterwards), followed by the more notorious aboard-ship incident for which he was never officially blamed. On the other hand, in the incident for which he won the DFC and in which he was shot down, he showed great courage and determination.

But we still have the small matter of treason before us, which Bill states flatly:

Guess what? There is no “torture exception” to the definition of treason, among which is “giving aid and comfort to the enemy in time of war.”

McCain is a traitor, no matter what Ed Driscoll or the cuck foofs at PJM may think about it.

I’m quite sure I would have behaved much more shamefully under torture than McCain did; it’s surely to his credit that he stood up for as long as he did. But in the end, the matter of treason is pretty cut and dried, and I don’t see any way for McCain to wiggle out from under it. As such, to hail him as a “hero” is a bit much; to wax indignant over the “myth” while using that falsehood to take a gratuitous jab at Trump’s admittedly rude statement is downright indefensible.

John McCain is a right bastard who has betrayed his country, his party, his supposed “conservative” principles, and now his former running mate. His last-ditch slap at her is pure vintage McStain: self-serving, bilious, cruel, and dishonest. Whatever he may or may not have once been, he is a professional politician now—a hack, the original RINO, a backstabbing son of a bitch undeserving of either trust or high regard. Back to the NYSun article for another look at Palin’s characteristically classy last word:

So far as we can tell, she’s never said an ill-word about the man who lifted her to glory, however fleeting. She’s always called Mr. McCain the hero that he is.

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

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“A great reckoning is at hand”

Not a moment too soon, either.

For decades—since the Iranian revolution, in fact—it has paid for lesser nations to ruffle the eagle’s feathers. Rather than bite back, American presidents from George H. W. Bush to Obama have turned the other cheek to near-continuous provocation; indeed, it took the enormity of 9/11 for George W. Bush to rouse the nation to action, and even then it was largely wasted on “nation-building” projects in places like Afghanistan and Iraq that were never really nations in the first place.

What should have been a punitive expedition against recrudescent Islam, several orders of magnitude greater than that of Kitchener at Omdurman, has since morphed into the Endless War—one that gives military procurers, Army lawyers, and the striped-pants set permanent employment, even as our capabilities have been degraded, our capital squandered, our young people killed and maimed, and “diplomats” like Hillary Clinton and John Kerry have racked up air mileage at public expense and accomplishing exactly nothing.

That this disgrace has been allowed to continue through both Republican and Democratic administrations tells you that it is not accidental, but intentional. The NeverTrump crew of conservative poseurs never really wanted to win the 2016 election, out of fear that it would force them put up or shut up. Similarly, the foreign policy establishment, which includes not only the diplomats but the institutional think tanks and the journalists who spin the revolving doors of both, has a vested interest in what George H.W. Bush unapologetically called the “new world order”—a totalitarian phrase that should have chilled every heart at the time he uttered it, but did not.

And now here we are, 27 years later, with the world having become a far more dangerous and less worthy place thanks to the Bushes and the Clintons and Obama, until finally the voters said enough to these people and their ilk. They rolled the dice on an ofttimes-boorish political novice whose salient virtue was that he paid absolutely no attention to the Washington establishment, and dared to call out its pooh-bahs for being stark naked and at the same time flaccid and impotent.

The Iran deal is one of the last props to fall in the Potemkin presidency of Barack Hussein Obama. As the Mueller “investigation” collapses, Stormy Daniels blows her way out to sea, and even CNN comes to realize that Trump will be president at least until January 2021, the first explicitly anti-American presidential administration in history has been unmasked.

Expect more, and worse, to follow.

It’s bound to. The Obama junta was a bottomless well of malfeasance, corruption, incompetence, and outright treason. Let the reckoning of which Walsh speaks commence—not just for the Barrackorrhoids, but for the Ruling Class entire.

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Another day, another disaster

For Mueller, for Uniparty sleazeweasels, for the Deep State itself. SAD!

A federal judge has rejected special counsel Robert Mueller’s request to delay the first court hearing in a criminal case charging three Russian companies and 13 Russian citizens with using social media and other means to foment strife among Americans in advance of the 2016 U.S. presidential election.

In a brief order Saturday evening, U.S. District Court Judge Dabney Friedrich offered no explanation for her decision to deny a request prosecutors made Friday to put off the scheduled Wednesday arraignment for Concord Management and Consulting, one of the three firms charged in the case.

Aw, come on, “Bulldog” Mueller, JUSTICE™ demands that we get these proceedings rolling! Let’s expose the truth for all to see, and let American jurisprudence fulfill its appointed duty!

The prosecution team sought the delay on the grounds that it’s unclear whether Concord Management formally accepted the court summons related to the case. Mueller’s prosecutors also revealed that they tried to deliver the summonses for Concord and IRA through the Russian government, without success.

“The [U.S.] government has attempted service of the summonses by delivering copies of them to the Office of the Prosecutor General of Russia, to be delivered to the defendants,” prosecutors wrote. “That office, however, declined to accept the summonses. The government has submitted service requests to the Russian government pursuant to a mutual legal assistance treaty. To the government’s knowledge, no further steps have been taken within Russia to effectuate service.”

Heavens to Betsy, such transparent hem-hawing and pussyfooting around. What possible legitimate purpose can be served by this sudden reticence, pray tell? Whatever could the reason be for such a thing?

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Local tapeworm pops off

Her tears of anguish are like manna from Heaven to me.

I had spent the morning sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial with my 16-year-old daughter, Katherine, whose silent tears on election night in 2016 had marked the beginning of this national nightmare for me. She had insisted we drive from Charlotte to D.C. this year so that we could “protest in front of the president’s house.” We heard all of the inspiring speakers; we relished the creativity of the posters and slogans. Being among so many like-minded people was comforting. I heard one woman say, “I love being here today. It makes me feel less alone.”

I wanted to be with people who shared my anger. Because I have been so angry about Donald Trump this past year. I have been angry at my country for electing this man, angry at my neighbors who support him, angry at the wealthy who sacrificed our country and its goodness for tax breaks, angry at the coal miners who believed his promises.

So very compassionate of you to be enraged at poor working stiffs who preferred keeping their damned jobs to losing their livelihood and going on the the dole. Providing remoras like you with affordable electricity for your homes in so doing, I might add. If I had to choose between those miners being miserable and YOU being miserable…well. No difficult choice, that, six days a week and twice on Sunday.

My fury has been bottomless.

Because your side lost a friggin’ election. Gee, what a healthy, stable, well-rounded individual you must be. A sterling example for your young daughter, an inspiration to all who know you, and the life of every party you get invited to. If any.

I drink my morning coffee from a cup that says, “I hate to wake up when Donald Trump is President.”

Then make life better for all of us and stop.

After the march, Katherine and I hit the road in the late afternoon, feeling good; we had done our part to express our outrage. We were about 90 minutes south of D.C. when I heard a terrible popping sound. I assumed I had blown a tire and headed toward the nearest exit. The popping was followed by screeching — were we now driving on metal? Luckily, there was a gas station right off the exit.

Before I could do anything but park my gray Prius, a man rushed over. “I heard you coming down that road,” he said. Before I could say much he started surveying the situation. He didn’t so much offer to help us as get right to work.

It turned out that I hadn’t blown a tire; a huge piece of plastic under the front bumper had come loose, causing the screeching as it scraped along the road. After determining that he couldn’t cut the plastic off, he ran over to his car to grab some zip ties so that he could secure the piece back in place.

He did all of this so quickly that I didn’t have time to grab the prominent RESIST sticker on the side of my car, which suddenly felt needlessly alienating.

“Alienating” my red, raw ass. Admit the truth: you were scared he’d see the thing, you gutless, presumptious little shrike.

As this man lay on the ground under my car with his miracle zip ties, I asked if he thought they would hold for four more hours of driving.

You could spit on your ass and slide home for all me.

“Just ask any redneck like me what you can do with zip ties — well, zip ties and duct tape. You can solve almost any car problem. You’ll get home safe,” he said, turning to his teenage son standing nearby. “You can say that again,” his son agreed.

The whole interaction lasted 10 minutes, tops. Katherine and I made it home safely.

I think that establishes which of you is actually the better person quite nicely, doesn’t it? But then it gets even better—for certain values of “better,” I mean.

When my husband and I first moved to Charlotte eight years ago,

Ahh—yet another arrogant liberal Yankee who fled the place they ruined and are now beavering away at ruining someplace else.

I liked to tell people that our neighborhood represented the best impulses of America. In our little two-block craftsman-home development, we had people of every political persuasion from liberal to moderate Republican to tea party, and we all got along.

Oh, I just bet you all did. As long as the “moderate Republican” and tea-partier were very, very careful to hold their tongues and not light your fuse.

We held porch parties in the summer and a progressive dinner at Christmas. We put being a cohesive neighborhood above politics.

But this year, I realize, I retreated from my porch. Trump’s cruelty and mendacity demand outrage and the most vigorous resistance a nation can muster.

“Cruelty”? “Mendacity”? On Trump’s part, rather than your own? Oh, the irony is all over this one like a bad, bad rash. As for “demands,” I hereby demand that you go the fuck back to wherever you came from, you suppurating ass-canker, and stay there. Charlotte has a most regrettable surplus of your type infesting the place already, thanks.

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Boy/Girl/Whatever Scouts

Anybody hear a death-knell ringing?

IRVING, TX—In a bold move designed to garner praise from the nation’s progressives, the Boy Scouts of America finally admitted girls into their ranks, but were discovered to be hopelessly bigoted upon the revelation that they are still excluding the 49,247 other genders that have been scientifically identified.

The Scouts immediately drew heavy criticism for only allowing one additional gender to join their ranks while ignoring the tens of thousands of other genders who might wish to become a Scout.

“How can they call themselves progressive when they still won’t recognize even basic gender identities like toothpaste and Space Marine?” one progressive leader said in a Huffington Post article slamming the organization for its obvious traditional biases.

“It’s 2018, and a person who identifies as a metronome still can’t join the Boy Scouts. Let that sink in,” she added. “I mean, seriously. Let that kid who thinks he’s a sink join the group for cryin’ out loud.”

And so the Left claims a victory with the wanton destruction of another venerable American institution. Prediction: the Scouts will be a thing of the dimly-remembered past, disbanded entirely and for good, in 5…4…3…2… Hats off to the Babylon Bee though, for doing the very-nearly impossible and successfully parodying the idiots behind this utter nonsense.

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And there it is

The plain truth: unembellished, unobscured, undeniable.

What America needs is an investigation of the investigators. I want to know who is paying for the spies’ work and coordinating this attack on President Donald Trump? I want to know who Dan Jones is talking to across the investigations – from the FBI, to the Southern District of New York, to the OSC, to the Department of Justice, to Congress.

‘Forget about all the death threats against my family. I want to know who cost us so much money, who crushed our kids, who forced us out of our home, all because you lost an election.

‘I want to know because God Damn you to Hell.

Read every God Damned word of it. And get good and pissed off at the fucking cockroaches now destroying our country—OUR country—because, as Caputo so righteously says, they lost an election.

I’ll have a lot more to say about this—a WHOLE lot more—later tonight if I can squeeze in the time. I wanted to toss this up on my lunch break as a sort of placeholder and reminder to myself, more or less. And now, it’s back to work.

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How you got Trump

A blast from the past (July 2016, to be exact) by Dan McLaughlin at NRO.

There’s a lot to digest here, and few people come out of Coppins’ piece looking good; even its author has his own remorse over mocking Trump’s odds of running, as did many of us who had observed his numerous publicity stunt feints in the past. It’s clear that the Romney campaign’s sensible-at-the-time efforts at keeping a safe distance from Trump fed into Trump’s sense of grievance at the GOP, helping egg him on to a campaign aimed at humbling the party and fracturing its voter base. But perhaps the strongest conclusion one can draw from it is that the White House Correspondents’ Dinner should be abolished.

The WHCD was once a sort of icon of well-intentioned false bonhomie, in which the administration and its adversaries in the press would lay down their swords for a night of good-natured ribbing. The president would deliver some self-deprecating humor, sometimes pointedly making light of their own failures: Bill and Hillary Clinton satirizing the “Harry and Louise” ads that sank HillaryCare, George W. Bush doing a mock hunt for missing WMDs. A comedian would come in to roast the President, as Stephen Colbert did to Bush in 2006. True believers and populists hated the way it made light of substance and played into the idea that everybody in DC thinks the whole thing is a game, but there was also a virtue in enforced civility and the Commander-in-Chief eating humble pie for laughs.

IE, it was a self-congratulatory circle-jerk for the guardians of the status quo.

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(Un)Friendly fire

One way or another, PC always ends up eating its own.

So some Indian-American comedian or other made some documentary or other about Apu and how “problematic” he is to this comedian’s delicate Indian-American identity. Among his other complaints, he objects to the fact that Apu is voiced by a white man. The Simpsons responded with a funny scene basically telling this comedian to pound sand. The cultural left, including the documentary guy, was incensed. Why? Because their bullying depends on people being scared and apologizing. Once people stop fearing them, the cultural left has no power at all. They’re just a bunch of would-be thought police.

Unfortunately, they got to Azaria. He went on TV and talked about how sad the accusations made him, and how he was willing to stop doing Apu’s voice if that was the right thing to do. I don’t blame Azaria for saying this, but I think it is absolutely awful that he did.

I have no respect for this Indian-American comedian’s complaints. He attacked the work of a far more talented man and put him in a position where he felt bad about doing great work that gives people joy. That’s a disgusting, small and ugly thing to do. To do it in the name of your race is even smaller and uglier. He should be ashamed of himself. Let him do his own original work that gives people joy instead of parasitically feeding off the work of others. I know he thinks he’s woke and “starting a conversation,” but I think he’s a pinch-hearted racist.

If we follow this guy’s logic, if only people of the “right” race are allowed do racial characters and humor, then the brilliant Denzel Washington ought to leave the Broadway stage where he’s currently performing in The Iceman Cometh and all talk of the fantastic Idris Elba doing James Bond should cease. Oh, I know, this Woke Racism is only supposed to go one way, the “right” way. But that’s nonsense. Racism is racism, whichever way it goes.

Ahh, but that’s the problem with taking Progtards seriously and trying to be civil about things, instead of telling them in no uncertain terms to go fuck themselves with an umbrella the moment they open their fat yaps, as Azaria should have done. Politely reminding them of their towering hypocrisy or pointing out the contradictions inherent in their position is of no use at all. You just steamroll ’em, spit on ’em as you pass, and keep right on going with the Hawaiian Good Luck Sign vigorously waving throughout the entire procedure. Klavan gets back on the beam in the end, though:

I think it’s time — it’s past time — that people like Azaria — all performers, writers, producers — all creators — took a lesson from Kanye West. Do your work and speak your mind without apology. The cultural left is just a small cadre of bullies. Stand up to them and their power will evaporate.

Yep, pretty much. Because the only power they have is whatever we allow them to have.

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The politics of everydamnedthing

Is there nothing the Killjoy Left’s relentless politicization of every facet of life can’t suck the juice out of?

Once PC culinary sages merely condemned what Americans ate as factory farm-driven, profit-mad and highly caloric. Twinkies and high-fructose corn syrup would kill us all, unless we gave up steaks and fries for low-fat, plant-based regimens.

But in the last year, the agenda’s lurched far, far leftward. Kit Kat bars are making people fat in South America, part of a “marketing juggernaut that is upending traditional diets from Brazil to Ghana to India,” The New York Times moaned on its front page as far back as Sept. 16.

At the new downtown Chick-fil-A, you’re buying into “creepy infiltration” of the chain’s “pervasive Christian traditionalism,” gay-hating views of its founders and the sinister undertones of cow portraits hanging on the walls, which “glorify God,” according to Dan Piepenbring in the April 13 issue of The New Yorker. (He doesn’t mention that Chick-fil-A’s NYC landlord is a Syrian-Jewish family who seemingly wasn’t offended when they leased the site to the Jesus freaks.)

The New Yorker has cornered the market on extreme “food politics.” A feature in a 2017 article about a South Carolina eatery founded by a deceased white supremacist wants us to know that barbecue “is America’s most political food,” when most of us thought it was merely the greasiest.

And the best, when properly done Eastern North Carolina style.

(Via MisHum)

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Why do once-great nations crumble and fall?

Because they deserve to.

Like the parents of Charlie Gard – another child similarly condemned to death by a preening NHS – Alfie’s parents disagreed with the hospital’s plans to abandon further treatment and remove life support from their son.  They began to investigate alternatives for care outside the NHS system, never suspecting that the state-run system would see their love for their child as a threat to the NHS and would respond with ferocity.

Alder Hey’s physicians have been unrelenting in their abandonment of this child, having decided more than a year ago, in February of 2017, that Alfie should quit embarrassing them by surviving in spite of receiving no treatment and get on with the business of the afterlife.

Since making that decision, the hospital has refused to perform even the most common of procedures for a patient with Alfie’s needs, such as a tracheostomy to facilitate easier breathing or a gastrostomy feeding tube for nutrition and medication.

For all this time, Alfie has been fed through a nasal tube, never intended as a permanent solution, but rather as a stopgap (weeks, not months) designed to be used until a g-tube can be placed.

The medical treatment Alfie has received is abominable, as a direct result of the hospital’s decision, and subsequent criminal obstinacy toward anyone suggesting that their prognosis might be in error.

To hear the barristers for Alder Hey wax poetic about the “first class care” given Alfie by the NHS (parroted by judge after judge in court proceedings) is indeed revolting – the British equivalent of Baghdad Bob. In truth, they have made no attempt to diagnose Alfie’s condition, preferring instead to place him on heavily sedating anti-seizure medications, then claiming that his lethargy is further evidence of his irreversible decline.

The world is witness to slow-motion murder. The perpetrators are the NHS, and the motive is not pecuniary, but rather a perverse form of institutional vanity.

Italy has conferred citizenship to Alfie, and there is a medical air ambulance standing by at the request of the pope to fly Alfie to the Vatican’s children’s hospital, Bambino Gesù, where Alfie can be treated.

But while socialism requires citizen confidence to operate, it will settle for coercion to gain compliance. This is why Alder Hey refuses to release Alfie. Should the boy survive outside NHS care, their “infallibility” would be shattered, and (gasp!) the sheep may begin to question their shepherd.

Collectivist schemes of medicine are no more sustainable (or just!) than collectivist schemes of societal order. Both require submission, even unto death.

The only “life unworthy of life” is that of the arrogant, self-congratulatory medical murderers of the NHS and their judicial enablers. May God’s judgment be realized in the fullest.

Amen to that. The decree refusing to allow the child to be flown to Italy for treatment at precisely no cost to anybody is what shifts this from typical bureaucratic heartlessness and obstinacy into the realm of purest evil. No caring person—no healer worthy of the designation—would ever countenance being party to such an atrocity.

But these are neither caring people nor healers. We’re talking here about monsters, abominations. To grant them an indulgence they in no way deserve by calling them “human” besmirches the word itself.

Yet instead of being righteously cast out of decent society as they should be—shunned to grub about its margins in wretched disgrace and deprivation—they’re running the damned place. Astoundingly, incomprehensibly, it gets even worse (see the attached threatening Tweet from the Merseyside Police for that). Perhaps worse still, the Facebook post linked in the Tweet is chock-full of nitwit statements of support for the NHS posted by Old Blighty’s bleating sheeple.

Maybe it would be better after all if little Alfie winds up succumbing to England’s inhuman savagery and indifference in the end and passes on to a better place. It might be better than living out his life in such a place, forced to acknowledge such contemptible curs as his countrymen.

May the perpetrators of this repulsive display of wanton cruelty burn in the hottest fires of Hell for all eternity.

And yeah, when the day comes that America’s government-(mis)run health-care system has attained this summit of degeneracy, I think everyone here will agree that it is DEFINITELY time to start shooting the bastards.

Update! The cold, hard truth:

If you don’t understand why the NHS and British courts refused, you don’t get socialized medicine. It is not, nor has it ever been, about health care. It’s about power. Once a government — any government — takes control of your health care, they own you and your children. Alfie’s parents and the British public had for months demanded Alfie’s release just to seek treatment by doctors competent enough to figure out what was wrong with him. But, for a socialized system, that’s dangerous. It implies that an individual Brit has rights not bestowed by the state.

In a social “democracy” like Great Britain, the state isn’t there for the purpose of serving the people — sick or otherwise. The people are there for the purposes of the state. If the state can hold your child hostage in a hospital whose doctors are too incompetent to arrive at a diagnosis — yet may terminate his life without your permission — neither you nor your child are “free” in any meaningful sense of the word. And this doesn’t stop at health care, of course. Remember Brexit? What happened when the voters of Great Britain made their wishes known regarding the European Union? The will of the British electorate was ignored.

Likewise, the wishes of Alfie’s parents never meant anything. Nor did the overwhelming public support they received. It is the “interests” of the state that matter in Perfidious Albion, and they have little or nothing to do with those of the “free people” who populate that benighted isle. There is only one way that Alfie is ever going to escape the clutches of the state apparatus they call, with no intentional irony, the National Health Service. The NHS and Alder Hey Children’s Hospital was always going to have the final word on Alfie’s fate. 

The most chilling thing about all this has little to do with Britain or its inhabitants; the people of Europe have for centuries been perfectly willing to subject themselves to despotism, oppression, and abuse by tyrants—nor have they ever suffered a shortage of would-be dictators willing to step up and take the job. It’s that here in America, a substantial percentage of our own population demands that we walk down this exact same ruinous road ourselves.

Which in turn is why, in my more pessimistic moments, I’m convinced that either a conflagration or a breakup is inevitable. How can people who cherish liberty and self-determination peacefully coexist for long with grasping, megalomaniacal fools and still call themselves free?

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The FINAL STRAW!

Not.

So, whatever the lucky Playboy Playmate’s name is joins Stormy Daniels, Pocahontas, not being nice enough to John McCain, telling the truth about illegal aliens, saying “schlonged,” having Russian dressing on his salad, and a thousand other forgotten “WE HAVE YOU NOW!” news cycle topics, on the endless list of WORST THINGS EVER! that were supposed to finally purge the scourge that is Donald Trump.

You liberals and your Fredocon lackeys need to get this through your heads. You are not purging this guy. He’s purging you. Just look at James Comey, who has gone from Tower of Integrity to Looming Doofus. The winding trail from the bottom of that famous escalator to right here and now is littered with the twitching bodies of those who thought they could take on The Donald and win.

And it’s a delight to watch you hacks go nuts about it.

This whole campaign to undo the 2016 election is a scam and a fraud and we all know it, but unlike the principled Decorumcons who refuse to see the truth of the putrid corruption within their beloved Beltway, Donald Trump (and those of us who support him) feel absolutely no obligation to go along with the charade that this isn’t a corrupt, slow-walking coup pushed by a disgruntled establishment. Our “system” is not endangered by us calling out the lies, or by the President using his power to prevent and/or correct manifest injustices. The danger is the corruption.

Trump is doing exactly what he was elected to do. Old Guard apoplexy is the proof of it.

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Worm on a hot griddle

Comey just keeps right on slithering.

REMNICK: Do you think we’d be a lot better off with Hillary Clinton as president than Donald Trump?

COMEY: Certainly given her commitment to our traditions and our norms and our values and the rule of law, yes.

Daniel asks some penetrating questions regarding the above:

No one quite embodies the rule of law like a Clinton.

How does Comey know Hillary’s commitments to our traditions? And which traditions are those? Compulsive lying, compulsive thieving and compulsive paranoia?

Does Comey mean America traditions, norms and values? Or lefty ones.

Oh, the answer to that is certainly clear enough, I think.

But wait, it gets even better. The miserable Comey was asked the same question by Jake Tapper, as it turns out, producing a very different response:

TAPPER: Do you think the nation would be better off if Hillary Clinton had won?

COMEY: I can’t answer that. That’s something- that hypothetical is too hard for me to go back in time to try and answer-

TAPPER: You paint a pretty dire picture of President Trump. It’s hard to imagine how you don’t think the nation is better off if Hillary Clinton had won.

COMEY: I don’t think about it in those terms though, Jake.

He wriggles and weasels around some more, leading the author of the Mediaite article to conclude:

That’s quite a drastic shift Comey made within a matter of hours.

It begs the question why the former FBI Director would tell Jake Tapper one thing and David Remnick another. Is it the fact that one interview was on television and the other was on radio? Did Comey simply change his mind between both interviews? Or did he knowingly withhold from Tapper how he felt about Hillary Clinton being our president?

Whatever the truth may be, the man who used to be the nation’s top cop should know of all people how suspicious it looks when someone who’s being interrogated changes their story.

It’s not so suspicious, really; it just confirms that Comey is exactly what we think he is, that’s all. As Treacher once so brilliantly said of Obama, Comey will say whatever he needs to say in order to get through the next five minutes.

That as sad and sorry an excuse for a man as Comey is could rise to the most dizzying heights of federal law enforcement is a wholly damning indictment of—well, everyone involved in his undue elevation, certainly. But also the FBI itself, the DOJ, even America’s degenerate federal government entire, too. The thing that makes it all so entertaining is just how bad he really is at being a scumbucket. Then again, all the good cops I know always say the same thing: it’s the incompetent crooks that get caught.

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Wrong then, wrong now, wrong forever

Funny how no matter what the climate may be doing at any given time, the same old Doomsday clowns keep making the same old predictions and offering the same old solutions.

In 1970, the first Earth Day was celebrated — okay, “celebrated” doesn’t capture the funereal tone of the event. The events (organized in part by then hippie and now convicted murderer Ira Einhorn) predicted death, destruction and disease unless we did exactly as progressives commanded.

Behold the coming apocalypse as predicted on and around Earth Day, 1970:

Follows, a list of 13 of the most amusing shrieking freakouts, my favorite of which are these two anguished cris de coeur from eternal buffoon Paul Ehrlich:

  • “Population will inevitably and completely outstrip whatever small increases in food supplies we make. The death rate will increase until at least 100-200 million people per year will be starving to death during the next ten years.” — Stanford University biologist Paul Ehrlich
  • “Most of the people who are going to die in the greatest cataclysm in the history of man have already been born… [By 1975] some experts feel that food shortages will have escalated the present level of world hunger and starvation into famines of unbelievable proportions. Other experts, more optimistic, think the ultimate food-population collision will not occur until the decade of the 1980s.” — Paul Ehrlich

Ehrlich is not only a loser and an idiot, of course. He’s also a complete asshole, too. Bottom line:

Paul Ehrlich’s entire career stands as a monument to the ideological imperatives of the world’s elites and the extent to which they exist not just independent from, but in actual opposition to, both science, evidence, reason, and good faith.

The very fact of Paul Ehrlich is an indictment of the bien pensant progressive order. 

He’s the pluperfect example of the pluperfect liberal: doubling down on stupid each and every chance they get…always with other peoples’ money, natch.

(Via Ed)

Update! Via WRSA, Watts Up has these plus a few more, all for your Earth Day enjoyment.

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The Comey dumpster fire intensifies.

Comey’s Memos Indicate Dossier Briefing Of Trump Was A Setup
Newly released memos written by former FBI director James Comey indicate that an early 2017 briefing for then-President-elect Donald Trump about the contents of an infamous dossier was held so it could be leaked to media outlets eager to report on the dossier’s allegations. In multiple memos, Comey specifically mentioned that CNN had the dossier and wanted a “news hook” that would enable the network to report on its most salacious allegations even though they had not been verified.

“I said the Russians allegedly had tapes involving him and prostitutes at the Presidential Suite at the Ritz Carlton in Moscow from about 2013,” Comey wrote of his conversation with Trump in a classified memo that was released in redacted form late Thursday. “I said I wasn’t saying this was true, only that I wanted him to know both that it had been reported and that the reports were in many hands.”

No media organizations had reported the allegations at the time Comey briefed Trump.

“I said media like CNN had them and were looking for a news hook,” Comey added in his memo about the briefing with Trump on January 6, 2017.

With which Comey, via the maskirovka of his meticulously incomplete, manipulative briefing of Trump, was only too happy to provide them.

It just so happens that the existence of the very briefing he cooked up with Clapper and Brennan was leaked to CNN within a few days, providing them with the very “news hook” Comey told Trump CNN was looking for.

And… oh right, the House Intelligence Committee report says that Clapper gave “inconsistent” answers regarding his contacts in this time frame with, get this, CNN.

Oh, I’m sure it was all just a coincidence and not any kind of deliberately-set trap for Trump or anything. I mean, come on; Comey is an honest guy, a man of integrity and principle. He’s been saying so endlessly this past week, to everybody within reach, so it has to be true. If you don’t believe it, just ask him; you ought to be able to approach him easily enough to pose the question, given the attendance at his book-tour appearances so far. He’s just sitting around on his little stool all by himself getting his picture taken, pretty much. If you can get through the fawning libmedia scrum, you’re good to go.

Things are going to get pretty hot for Comey from here on out. He’s looking more and more like the key to unraveling the whole conspiracy. The Left is beginning to get serious about throwing him under the bus now, which hints at his imminent scapegoat status pretty broadly: note how eager libmedia is to get Comey’s “lifelong Republican” Congressional-testimony remarks out there, and expand on them. That there is a tell, folks. They’re trying to disassociate the Democrat Socialists, especially his co-conspirators Obama and Hillary!™, from him as preamble to hanging him out to dry.

If you’re calculating the odds on whether the treasonous higher-ups who conspired to rig and then overturn an American presidential election will ever face justice for their high crimes, pay attention to what happens with Comey. If the DoJ takes the criminal referral seriously and honestly follows through on it, Comey will almost certainly be among the first to stand trial. At that point, one of two things happens: either Comey decides to save his own bacon, stops lying, goes rat, and spills his guts under oath, or he decides to play out his fantasy of being a latter-day G Gordon Liddy, fulfilling his self-proclaimed destiny to Save Democracy! by nobly taking one for the team.

Hard to say which he’ll do, honestly. He (mis)represents himself as a heroic defender of truth, justice, and the American Way, despite seeing nothing wrong with subverting not just one but several American institutions, as well as putting paid to any remaining faith in the integrity of our election system and revealing participatory democracy and self-government to be a sham. If his belief in his fantasies is strong enough, it could conceivably steel him to do what he so hazily sees as his duty, clam up to protect the big wheels, and face what he no doubt will consider a travesty of justice, a persecution by Enemies of the State, on his own.

Then again, Comey is a pissant, a poor excuse for a man, and no kind of patriot regarding anything the Founders would recognize as righteous government. The prospect of doing time would have to frighten a cowardly Deep State weasel like him half out of his wits. Being long accustomed to the protection of the federal tyranny—to hiding his lawless skullduggery behind the scrim of a sprawling, faceless, untouchable bureacracy ever loyal to its own—and then seeing that protection suddenly removed is likely to motivate such a “man” to start looking out for Numero Uno (as if that wasn’t what he’s been doing his entire career) and make some kind of deal to cooperate that keeps him from being put behind bars, or at least getting his hair mussed and his manicure ruined by doing serious time in a real prison.

In either of those cases, Deep State blood is likely to spill—the puddle of gore spread much wider and deeper by the former scenario than the latter—and Comey himself will be duly wrecked. Thereby will justice be served in at least some measure, although the former scenario won’t make for a very satisfying meal.

On the other hand, if the DoJ softpedals its investigation, setting up more endless hearings designed to bog down in pedantry and speechifying long enough for public interest to fade so they can announce sotto very damned voce the foregone inconclusive verdict of “Eh, Whatever” before turning the whole kit and kaboodle loose with nothing worse than an opprobius look and a shrug, we’ll know that the capos of the Deep State truly are invulnerable, that they are de facto immune from justice no matter how clear-cut and heinous their crimes, that the votes supposed to give voice to the will of normal Americans matter not a whit…and that our system of government is in fact rotten beyond all hope of repair.

Or they could also lead lesser vermin like, say, McCabe, Stroke/Page, or maybe even Brennan to slaughter as token sacrifical offerings, providing Big King Rats like Obama, Hillary!™, and Lynch a gaping hole in the rule of law to squirm through and scurry away before anyone notices. Lady Justice is pretty easy to gyp in America that way, what with her blindfold and all.

Which is when it gets to be just about time to start shooting the bastards.

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Everymanwoman

These are my identities. If you don’t like them, I have others. Many others.

NY Gov. Cuomo Says He’s Muslim, Female, and Jewish, Among Other Things
It is becoming more and more obvious that former “Sex and the City” star Cynthia Nixon has New York Governor Andrew Cuomo a little panicky these days. Not only does Nixon have the celebrity power to raise money, but she’s been making the rounds with the progressive crowd in New York for a few years now. Cuomo is now lurching so hard to the left he may need chiropractic care soon. Here, he embarrassingly makes the case that being a New Yorker allows him to identify with, well, whichever group he wants to. It’s difficult to pick the most cringe-worthy claim, but I’ll go with when he says, “I am a woman…seeking to control her health and her choices.”

Translation for that last: (s)he’s pregnant, and wants to “control her health and her choices” by murdering the child. For the record, he’s also: heterosexual, homosexual, transgender, liberal, conservative, a dove, a hawk, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, a big-city elitist, a salt-of-the-earth Regular Guy, a lumberjack…and anything else anybody who might conceivably vote for him wishes him to be.

Reminds me of Ed Koch going around asking everyone within reach, “How’m I doing?,” only much more greasy, desperate, and insincere.

Speaking of pathetic and obnoxious:

From early on, the Clinton camp saw Trump as an enemy to encourage, Chozick writes. During the campaign, as had been previously reported, there was an effort to elevate Trump into a so-called Pied Piper in order to tie him to the mainstream of the Republican Party.

“An agenda for an upcoming campaign meeting sent by [Campaign Manager] Robby Mook’s office asked, ‘How do we maximize Trump?’” Chozick writes, describing a time when the GOP primary was still crowded.

Oops.

By the time of the conventions, though, as Trump was selected as the Republican nominee, the Clinton campaign was still trying to figure out how to improve her negative favorability ratings.

“A week earlier, she’d cut off Joel and the pollster John Anzalone, as they walked her through the almost daily reminder that half the country disliked her,” Chozick writes. “You know, I am getting pretty tired of hearing about how nobody likes me,” she said.

“‘Oh, what’s the point? They’re never going to like me,’ Hillary told this friend.”

Well, whaddya know. The snarling, incompetent trainwreck got something right. Once.

All that seems to lead into the damaging video of Clinton calling half of Trump supporters a “basket of deplorables,” at a New York fundraiser in September 2016.

That was no slip of the tongue, since “Hillary always broke down Trump supporters into three baskets,” Chozick writes.

  • “Basket #1: The Republicans who hated her and would vote Republican no matter who the nominee.
  • Basket #2: Voters whose jobs and livelihoods had disappeared, or as Hillary said, ‘who feel that the government has let them down, the economy has let them down, nobody cares about them, nobody worries about what happens in their lives and their futures.’

Translation: people who know that the economy let them down due to government interference with and mismanagement of it, who neither expect nor want the government to care about them or worry about their lives and their futures but to get the hell out of their way and leave them alone.

  • Basket #3: The Deplorables. This basket includes ‘the racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic—you name it.’

Translation: people who are sick of being called racist; people who respect women but also relish the differences between the sexes; people who don’t really give a shit what people do in their bedrooms but also don’t like being harangued by radical-Left psychotics seeking to undermine and overthrow cherished American rights, traditions, and institutions for no real reason; people who think America has a first-order duty to secure and manage its borders; people who know who it is committing the overwhelming majority of terrorist atrocities, understand fully what’s really in the Koran, and are therefore cautious and skeptical about Muslim intentions.

But now we come to the most delightful part:

On the night of the election, Chozick describes a dejected Clinton when she was told by campaign staffers that it was over.

Goosebumps. I got actual goosebumps here.

“Of all the Brooklyn aides, Jen Palmieri had the most pleasant bedside manner,” Chozick writes. “That made her the designated deliverer of bad news to Hillary. But not this time. She told Robby there was no way she was going to tell Hillary she couldn’t win. That’s when Robby, drained and deflated, watching the results with his team in a room down the hall from Hillary’s suite, labored into the hallway of the Peninsula to break the news. Hillary didn’t seem all that surprised. ‘I knew it. I knew this would happen to me…’ Hillary said, now within a couple of inches of his face. ‘They were never going to let me be president.’”

Damned skippy we weren’t, whiny bitch. Now go soak your head in a vat of something 16 years old and 90 proof. Or hydrochloric acid, whichever is handier.

The advisers and staff quoted in this article and elsewhere were the people closest to her—people who had faith in her, supported her, and believed her qualified to be president, enough so to labor tirelessly (and thanklessly) on her behalf to make it so.

They were the people who worked with her for uncountably long hours, who saw her every single day—morning, noon, and night. The people who knew her better than anybody, if you wish to grant the (barely) possible exception of her “husband.” And they were all just terrified of her, to the embarrassing extreme of shirking their professional duty to bring her bad news, news that would shatter her delusional megalomania and sense of entitlement for all time.

Says quite a lot, don’t it?

Lord, what an awful woman. And what a deadly bullet the Republic dodged when we sent her ass packing once and for all.

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As popular as hemorrhoids

Weren’t we just talking about vainglorious blowhards a minute ago? And didn’t I mention last night that Comey’s past his sell-by date?

Why yes, we were and I did.

Washington (CNN) When “Fire and Fury” hit bookshelves in January, the release became a Washington event, marked by people lining up at local bookstores and sold-out speaking events for author Michael Wolff. Washingtonian even compared the hype around the release to that of “Harry Potter.”

But DC’s book nerds didn’t turn up for James Comey’s “A Higher Loyalty.” At least not in the masses booksellers might have expected.

“There are more cameras here than people,” one person joked.

Another journalist asked the room: “Is anyone a normal person or is everyone a journalist?”

Only one person — reluctantly — identified himself as a “normal person.”

I have a feeling certain over-eager purchasing agents are going to find themselves in a boiling swivet over this:



You’re going places all right—straight to the dumpster with your precious cart o’ crap, to heave all those unsold books into it.

Instead of frittering away their time on Comey’s claptrap, the emitters of the above fragrant Twitter belch would be far better served by spending some quality time in their safe space with a dictionary reviewing the definition of the word “truth,” of which they seem to have a comically ass-backwards grasp. I can’t find any hard numbers as of yet, but I’ve heard and read it was a similar sad story at his NYC appearance. Even more edifying than Comey inspiring mass indifference amongst the book-buying public, though, is this:

RUSH: Grab sound bite number 23 and play it again. This is Laura Loomer. She comes from the James O’Keefe shop, Project Veritas. She’s now acting independently. She showed up at Comey’s book signing event at Barnes & Noble in New York last night.

LOOMER: How is it ethical to brief the president of the United States on an unverifiable and salacious dossier, and how is it ethical leadership to not tell him that his political opposition, Hillary Clinton, paid for that? You are not an ethical leader!

MAN: Ma’am, you’re gonna have to leave.

LOOMER: You’re gonna get prosecuted, Comey! You’re gonna get locked up!

T’is a consummation devoutly to be wished, that is. Comey, and the whole gang of sewer-crawlers with him, too. A tip of the cap to Loomer for speaking truth to (former) power.

Later, Jimmy-boy. Good luck in prison. Remember to bring lots of soap and cigarettes. Might want to give country music legend Kinky Friedman’s heartrending ode to jailhouse love gone awry “It’s Hard To Relax Your Sphincter When You’re Crying” a careful listen or three, too.

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