The Daily Donnybrook, and other fine things

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Publick Announcemente

No Eyrie tonight, sports fans. Over the weekend I ran across a nice-looking WP theme that I’ve been piddling around with, trying to shoehorn Ye Olde CF Blogge into the thing so’s it’ll work right. The theme has lots of pretty nifty-galifty customization options and features but, being based on a fluid layout scheme instead of the fixed-layout the old one has, there’s a right fair amount of jiggery-pokery to be done here before it’ll work properly. Figure on some unexpected wonkery to be going on hereabouts, as I ladle out generous dollops of skull-sweat attempting to get this little birdie to fly.

Update! Okay, this is turning out to be a right royal pain in the ass—for some unfahtomable reason, the central column wants to float over to the left, thereby obscuring part of the Butthurt Report Form, which is just completely unacceptable. Also, for some other unfathomable reason, the antiquated Feedreading Blogroll widget, which I haven’t been able to make work properly for a long time now and eventually just gave up on, actually works with this theme…assuming the linked blog even HAS an RSS feed, which apparently no Blogspot blogs do. Go figger.

Well whaddya know about that update! It appears that some Blogger sites DO have RSS feeds, and then again some of ‘em don’t. I repeat: go figger.

Oh fer cryin’ out loud update! Well dammit, even though options for such are mentioned here and there in the settings, this new theme is utterly useless for sail foams, near as I can make out. Need to figure out a way to implement a Desktop/Mobile switcher somehow, but it ain’t gonna be tonight, I’m just about tuckered. Plus, I think my poor old eyeballs might actually be bleeding at this point. Been a while since I did any website tinkering at this level, I fear.

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Missive from the Valley of the Shadow

When it comes to writing about politics, Mark Steyn reminds us he’s still the baddest mutha in the Valley.

So no, I haven’t been reading a lot of Trump indictment analysis by Andrew McCarthy, Jonathan Turley, Alan Dershowitz… They’re all great legal minds, but how naïve do you have to be still to think that America has anything recognizable as a “justice” system? I have the advantage of Andy et al in that I’m a Canadian who has been in a mere civil lawsuit in the District of Columbia that is now entering its twelfth year. When you turn the calendar on Year Twelve, you know it’s a racket – and all that’s happened over the last decade or so is that the racket’s gotten more shameless and cocksure.

My DC rubbish is a First Amendment case, so you can imagine how impressed I am, eleven years on, by my so-called rights under that Amendment. Trump’s is also a First Amendment case, and perhaps a more consequential one – because there won’t be a First Amendment if a politician can be charged with conspiracy for disputing the results of American elections, which objectively are among the crappest in the world, by comparison with Norway, Bostwana and most other functioning or even semi-functioning polities.

“More shameless and cocksure”? Perish the thought, Mark! Why, everyone knows they’re afraid of us, literally pissing themselves with terror at us! Right? RIGHT?

In a pig’s eye. Which is all the more reason not to take their shit, but to spit defiantly in their fucking faces at any and every opportunity, lest they turn out to have been perfectly correct in their assessment of whether or not they ought to fear us…because we ourselves proved them to be.

Indeed, if you think the central issue is not Ukraine or the next variant but the suffocating corruption in which the most powerful agencies in the land behave ever more openly as organs of a one-party state, you’re sticking with Trump because the permanent state’s weekly indictments of him are the most outrageous embodiment of the problem.

These are not normal times: in the years ahead, ever greater corruption – political, judicial, bureaucratic, technological – will be necessary to constrain the people’s choices to the shriveled offerings of the Uniparty. So, if you reckon it’s bad now, wait till next time. GOP primary voters seem to get that at least. The real GOP “suicide mission” (to use John Hinderaker’s phrase) is pretending that any of what’s happening right now is part and parcel of politics in a long-settled society of self-governing citizens.

Whatever their “suicidal” inclinations, the base seems to get that – and they’re disinclined to be told by their betters to pretend otherwise.

From his lips to God’s etc, and may it ever be thus.

Tons more rich, buttery goodness in between the excerpted passages—TONS—every last word of it vital, must-read material, as has always been Steyn’s wont. Thankfully, despite his recent health issues, Mark is still with us, for the nonce. Alas, though, as is true of all of us, someday he won’t be. No matter when it might come, that blackest of days will be upon us far too soon. For Mark Steyn’s is a truly irreplaceable voice, and the righteous cause of human liberty will suffer a staggering blow thereupon.

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Note to Henry

Okay, old son, I tried to shoot ya an email telling you I’d look into the problem, and this is what I immediately got back from my server when I hit “send”:

This message was created automatically by mail delivery software.

A message that you sent could not be delivered to one or more of its recipients. This is a permanent error. The following address(es) failed:

Followed by your email addy, with a list of reasons the send failed—the gist being that there’s an authentication issue which led to your email address being blocked by the service provider.

This mail is unauthenticated, which poses a security risk to the sender and (service provider redacted) users, and has been blocked.

The message also included a link you can use to login and fix it, which I won’t post publicly for the obvious reasons; if you need it, I’ll put the specific URL up in the comments. But it would seem there really IS an “invalid email address” thang going on, so check into it. If you have an alternative email addy, you can also try using it to contact me if need be.

You VILL eat zee bugs, serf!

You’ll pry my cheeseburger from my cold, dead hands, bugmen.

These 14 American Cities Have A ‘Target’ Of Banning Meat, Dairy, And Private Vehicles By 2030
Fourteen major American cities are part of a globalist climate organization known as the “C40 Cities Climate Leadership Group,” which has an “ambitious target” by the year 2030 of “0 kg [of] meat consumption,” “0 kg [of] dairy consumption,” “3 new clothing items per person per year,” “0 private vehicles” owned, and “1 short-haul return flight (less than 1500 km) every 3 years per person.”

C40’s dystopian goals can be found in its “The Future of Urban Consumption in a 1.5°C World” report, which was published in 2019 and reportedly reemphasized in 2023. The organization is headed and largely funded by Democrat billionaire Michael Bloomberg. Nearly 100 cities across the world make up the organization, and its American members include Austin, Boston, Chicago, Houston, Los Angeles, Miami, New Orleans, New York City, Philadelphia, Phoenix, Portland, San Francisco, Washington, D.C., and Seattle.

Media coverage of C40 Cities’ goals has been relatively sparse. The few media personalities and news outlets who have discussed it have been heavily attacked by the corporate “fact-checkers.” In a “fact check” aimed at conservative commentator Glenn Beck, AFP Fact Check claimed that the banning of meat and dairy and limits on air travel and clothing consumption were actually “not policy recommendations.”

Climate dystopianism doesn’t end there.

No, of course it doesn’t…because there is no end to these assholes, unless and until they themselves have been ended. But get a load of what at least one of these wormy, meddlesome, über-superior (hey, if you don’t believe it, just ask him) douchebags is cooking up for us lowly peasants.

WEF-linked “bioethicist” Dr. Matthew Liao has proposed the idea of scientists genetically modify(ing) humans to be allergic to meat. Liao has also discussed shrinking the physical size of humans via eugenics or hormone injections so they consume fewer resources.

All of these policy proposals appear even more unreasonable and illogical when we actually evaluate the data. According to the International Disaster Database, deaths related to extreme heat, floods, storms, and droughts have plummeted as C02 emissions have risen. The fossil fuel economy has provided billions of people with heating, air conditioning, weather warning systems, mass irrigation, and durable buildings.

So-called “fossil fuels,” along with the internal combustion engine especially, have in fact been one of the greatest boons inquisitive and creative mankind has ever bestowed on itself, kindling an incredible succession of Great Leaps Forward (a-HENH!) for civilizational progress, prosperity, and general well-being. Their benignant influence is quite impossible to overstate.

Any pampered, cozened Westerner who fails to appreciate and feel humbly grateful for their impact, even while luxuriating in the benefits provided by them, is beyond contemptible. The opinion, on any and every topic, of such a brat—whatever their chronological age and/or level of “education”—not only should but must be immediately dismissed by wiser, more judicious heads as the opinion of a goddamned fool. To treat with them as if they were at all sane, reasonable, or intelligent is a suicidal act.

Oddly enough, there’s at least somewhat credible evidence that those fuels might not even come from fossils at all, and might more properly be categorized as “renewable energy,” even.

Hydrocarbons have been found in great abundance elsewhere in the solar system where there is unlikely to be evidence for life past or present. No fossils involved.

Petroleum and natural gas wells that have gone dry 50 years ago, are found replenishing a fraction of their output. No fossils involved.

Vast biomass of micro-organisms and extremophiles beneath earth surface estimated to be several times the size of the surface biomass found deriving their chemical energy for life from methane and oxygen pulled from sulfates and ferrous oxides. The source of methane way too deep to come from fossils. No fossils involved.

These recent findings and other evidence were foretold by the late scientist and researcher from Cornell, Thomas Gold, who authored “The Deep Hot Biosphere, The Myth of Fossil Fuels”.

After seeing evidence of extremeophiles in relative abundance in even the deepest of mines, Gold ties the sub-surface biosphere to the “Deep Earth Gas theory” to show a more plausible primordial explanation of hydrocarbon fuel formation than the generally accepted “fossil” theory.

He posits that “Hydrocarbons are not biology reworked by geology (as the traditional view would hold), but rather hydrocarbons are geology reworked by biology.” In other words, as in Saturn’s moon Titan and other hydrocarbon rich areas of the solar system, the source of hydrocarbons is primordial; but as they upwell into earth’s outer crust microbial life uses it as energy source.

Now wouldn’t THAT be a kick in the head to the revanchist wannabe Luddites! Maybe Gold is right, maybe he ain’t; I’m by no means qualified to declaim in much depth or detail on his theories. Which admission of fallibility—given the prophets of the Church of the Imminent Climate Apocalypse’s long, unbroken track record of failed predictions conjured from a manifestly-abysmal ignorance of how the biosphere actually does function, their Chicken Little prognistications based entirely on computer modeling and fear—puts me light-years ahead of the climate-science “experts.”

Feel free to corrrect me if I’m misremembering this and all, but weren’t London and/or New York supposed to be A) underwater; B) on fire; C) buried under a mile-thick sheet of ice; or D) subject to widespread famine and near-total depopulation by no later than 2015 or thereabouts? I mean seriously, come ON, people.

Give ‘em credit for sheer, balls-out chutzpah, though. When you’ve been as reliably wrong as they have, across a span of several decades, it takes a certain amount of gall to dare go on with the dire prognosticating. Any normal, decent hoomon bean would be too embarrassed to ever show his face out of doors again with a litany of abject failure and incompetence, untainted by even the vaguest whiff of factual truth or accuracy, so voluminous trailing along behind him.

Yet still they persist, undaunted and unabashed.

The incontinent arrogance of our present-day Leftist Scaremongers Of Science©, bought and paid-for Deep State stooges one and all, is simply staggering. The more sincere (if any) chowderheads among them think they know so very much, but actually know so very little. And even at that, pace Reagan, most of what little they think they “know” isn’t so. Yes, the depth and breadth of human knowledge has expanded exponentially over a relatively short time. So proposed, so stipulated. Nevertheless, we know virtually nothing in comparison with all the things we DON’T know. It’s grating, to put it mildly. Some fraction of these things we probably never WILL know, certain systems, phenomena, and tendencies being beyond human understanding—try as we might, we cannot know everything.

Which never has deterred self-absorbed shitlibs from fervently believing otherwise, the vain, overly prideful wretches. They could never admit that they’re no more than fleas riding on an elephant’s back—they much prefer to kid themselves that they’re driving.

Whenever some assclown climate “scientist” who can’t accurately predict next week’s weather starts in to tell you, with unwavering certitude, all about what it’s surely going to be fifty or a hundred years from now…well, Houston, we have a problem.

Probably the best thing for you to do, should you find yourself buttonholed by one of these wild-eyed climate hysterics amongst the laity who’ve gulped this noxious swill down whole as if it were strawberry shortcake topped with a bodacious dollop of fresh, homemade whipped cream, is to either point and laugh until your ribs ache or just walk away from the nutjob as quickly as you can. Let the raving, ranting whackadoo pester some other unfortunate; you undoubtedly have far more worthwhile ways to spend your time than frittering it away on him and the pseudo-scientific delusions he’s been spoon-fed by iniquitous authoritarians pimping a pre-fab agenda which is entirely devoid of concern for the climate, the future, or poor, forlorn humanity.

No real scientist would dream of contenting himself with the kind of gross, insupportable assumptions about supposedly-anthropogenic Climate Change (formerly Global Warming, formerly Global Cooling, formerly The Weather)™ that these conniving reprobates routinely trade in. There’s an easily discernible distinction to be made between a scientist and just another politician in a lab coat, though. High time we all started making it, sez I. Those egregious, facile, middle school-level assumptions constitute prosecution’s Exhibit A, fully sufficient in and of themselves to persuade any jury of even inattentive, half-bright oafs to unanimously convict before needing to offer reference to the historical record; statistical patterns; the innumerable deceptions and manipulations cynically perpetrated by the other side; or basic, y’know, scientific fact, the pesky l’il booger.

As for the monstrous Dr Liao, merrily playing God in the most literal of senses with the homo sapiens sapiens species entire, a heaping helping of Tincture of .308 Caliber, administered from far off, would be excellent medicine for him and his demonic ilk. Such as they are as dangerous as they are big-E Evil—diseased in their very souls (if any), and beyond all hope of either remedy or reform.

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Eyrie up!

The Friday Substack rip is now fully functional. Titled New Yorkers go down without a fight, it’s a blast of shock and high dudgeon at the credulity-straining and utterly, utterly disgraceful news that NYC’s godawful Mayor, in collusion with the NYPD, has just announced that local mosques will henceforth be allowed to blast their obnoxious call to prayer over amplified loudspeaker systems, no permit required, no questions asked—even on 9/11, if you can believe it.

The NYPD in particular REALLY ought to know better, so many of its own officers having heroically given their lives rushing back into those burning towers in hopes of pulling as many as they could from the horrific chaos and destruction alive. But noooo, their latter-day superiors have just brazenly spat on the graves of those courageous men instead, defiling the memory of their sacrifice and dishonoring themselves in the bargain, whether they know it or not.

It is to weep, truly it is. Wonder what the families of those selfless cops and firefighters are thinking and feeling in the wake of this foul, invidious insult. It isn’t merely a slap in the face for them, it’s a shit-smeared brick to the fucking teeth.

The grim conclusion:

We all know the ironclad rule for the Mohammedans: once they have conquered a territory—any territory, anywhere—it is to be considered a Mooselimb fiefdom forever afterwards.

The Moslem call to prayer. Over loudspeakers. IN NEW YORK CITY, ON NINE FUCKING ELEVEN.

Incroyable. And also: sacre bleu, as well as merde, and zut alors.  Been nice knowing ya, NYC; so long, and thanks for all the fun times I had there over the years. I’d say you should all hang your heads in shame, but clearly, you no longer have any. WORD TO YOUR JEWISH MOTHER: get out now, while you still can.

This is another, umm, concise piece, seeing as how it’s extremely hard to even know where to begin with something this outré. It borders on the sacrilegeous; Ground Zero of right ought to be hallowed ground, a site of inhuman slaughter and carnage consecrated by the thousands of souls who were so viciously, gruesomely murdered there.

I knew back then that this dreadful day would come—as I’ve explained before, it’s why I chose the name I did for this blog, in fact—and now here it is. How very quickly we forget. No extra charge for the cussing en Français near the end; consider it a gift, from moi to vous.

Update! Another ugly thing I know will soon be coming: an onslaught of lecturing, posturing, and sanctimony regarding the vitally critically vital necessity of upholding the Mooselimbs’ 1st Amendment rights, from the selfsame shitwits who have repeatedly demonstrated an almighty propensity for trampling those rights underfoot. I can only say that if this provocation—almost certainly wilfull, at best blindly oblivious, disrespectful, and insensitive—doesn’t fall under Oliver Wendell Holmes’s well-known “shouting fire in a crowded theater” free-speech exception, I can’t imagine what might.

Whither your precious “freedom FROM religion”—a “right” neither specified nor implied in the 1A, mind—now, shitlibs? We wonders, yes we wonders.

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Lies, damned lies, and government statistics

The Biden Economic MIRACLE!™ continues apace, God help us all.

Warning, this link is to CNN, and it is pure regime-promoting propaganda, discussing how a major downward revision in new job creations is actually good news, because it beat expectations on how badly the Bureau of Labor was going to have to adjust its previously published fabrications. Or something to that effect.

”America Added 306,000 Fewer Jobs Last Year Than We Thought” [CNN Business – 8/23/2023]

Link not transcribed, of course, because fuck CNN, that’s why. Onwards.

Despite the spin, there are a few hard numbers I’d like to extract:

US job growth during much of the past year was weaker than previously projected by a little more than 300,000 jobs, according to new federal data released Wednesday.

As part of the agency’s annual benchmark review of payroll data, the Bureau of Labor Statistics revised down March 2023’s employment gains by 306,000 positions.

This means that 306,000 fewer jobs were created over the 12 months ending March 2023. How significantly was the data overstated?

When spread through the prior year, that amounts to about 25,000 fewer net jobs added per month, meaning that the average monthly job gain for the 12 months ended in March 2023 was nearly 312,000 versus 337,000, BLS data shows.

Let me do the math. The BLS overstated new job creation by 8.0%. That is not a rounding error or a minor miss, it’s a significant and deliberate government lie. And of course, since it is policy at BLS to publish false, inflated figures to help Democrat administrations, it is safe to assume that the revisions are also false. The Bureau of Labor Statistics is simply trying to adjust their falsified data reports enough so that they can somehow, sort of reconcile to surveys of actual employment. They have to do this to set the benchmark before the next round of completely bogus jobs reports is released.

How persistent is the jobs report fraud? Take a look at this graph from Zero Hedge, which shows that every month so far in 2023 the BLS publishes an overstated jobs report, which the regime media dutifully touts as a sign of great economic progress under President Biden, and then that same monthly report is later adjusted downward without media fanfare.

The July report was the first one this year to report under 200,000 new jobs, which means that the actual number is going to be even lower than the already disappointing 187,000 jobs reported.

Damned seditious violent treasonous MAGAT bastige, spreading all those damnable lies about our fine government and media establishments. Where’s our fine, upstanding FBI and their paramilitary SWAT teams when you need ‘em for another of their patented late-night, home invasion-style raids, anyway?

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14th Amendment Hoax

The republicans and democrats are all trying to tell you that the 14th amendment will disqualify Trump.

They know that is a lie and they know they will lose when, and if, it gets to the SCOTUS.

Trump Isn’t Disqualified From Holding Office Under the 14th Amendment

First, Trump has never been convicted in any court of law or by Congress at the conclusion of the second impeachment proceeding of participating in an insurrection or rebellion.

Second, as I have previously written in a Heritage Foundation report, it is highly doubtful that the disqualification clause is still valid.

Third, the argument that state officials can prevent Trump or any other member of Congress from holding office because of what happened on Jan. 6 is belied by the presidential qualifications clause of the Constitution (Art. I, Sec. 3, Cl. 3) which sets out three qualifications to be president. You have to be a “natural born citizen,” at least “thirty-five years” old, and “been fourteen years a resident” of the U.S.

It’s simply a hoax. Every one of these lawsuits are designed to suck money from the campaign, stop donations, and subvert the vote. Every last one of these people need to be jailed for life. They are communists and intent upon taking away every last bit of freedom and liberty left in this country.

Trump is in their way of getting to YOU.

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Memezapoppin’!

Welcome to the inaugural installment of our new Wednesday meme post, folks. Links to the “found via” sources will be attached to the specific MiQ’s (Memes in Question) whenever I can remember them, which likely won’t be too often. Only the first two memes will appear above the fold to save on bandwidth usage, since I assume not everybody who shows up at this here websty will want to see all of them. This intro will appear at the top of each week’s Memezapoppin’! post. Enjoy, funny pitcher-lovers.

BidenPlaneDelay

HDSlutVsScooterFags

Continue reading “Memezapoppin’!“ →

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The kids are all right

This kid is, at least.

A twelve-year-old named Jaiden is the new face of liberty in America after refusing to remove his Gadsden flag patch from his backpack when school officials ordered him to. His mother secretly recorded her meeting with school officials in Colorado Springs who told her that Jaiden isn’t allowed to wear the symbol of the American Revolution because it has “its origins in slavery.” This ridiculous and false assertion was made by a sour-faced woman, the school’s director, who glared at Jaiden as she admonished his mother.

“The reason we do not want the flag displayed is due to its origins with slavery and the slave trade,” she said while gesticulating wildly as if her hand movements would hide the absurd drivel coming out of her mouth. Jaiden’s mother responded, “The Gadsden flag?” and the administrator responded affirmatively, vigorously nodding and repeating, “the ‘don’t tread on me.’”

This ridiculously uneducated educator continued to tell Jaiden and his mother that he would be allowed to take his things out of his bag and go to class but not to take the bag with him due to the district’s desire that other students would not be exposed to America’s Revolutionary War flag (that a bunch of college-educated morons think is a white supremacy flag).

Even after being told that the Gadsden flag has nothing to do with slavery and everything to do with the American Revolution, the administrator kept wildly waving her arms and repeating, “I’m just here to enforce the district policy.” A review of the district policy did not find any mention of a ban on patches of any kind. Nor does it mention the Gadsden flag. What the policy does say is that teeshirts depicting violence or alcohol or drugs are not allowed.

And then there were…developments. For my money, I think the kid’s face as he listens to this finger-wagging shitlib “administrator” (ought to become universally recognized as the expletive it so truly is) babbling on in total ignorance of real American history is totally, totally priceless:

JaidenFace

And then there’s this Tweet X whatthefuckever, which underscores just how thoroughly young Jaiden understands precisely who and what he’s up against, and that his (and our, and America’s) Enemies understand nothing whatsoever:


And then there were…further developments.


GOOD on ya, Jaiden. Never yield a single inch to them, not one, not ever. Unsolicited advice from an admittedly Old Dude: NEVER give in to them, NEVER bend the knee, NEVER stop hurling liberty in their very teeth, until they’re screaming in pure agony from it. Because as you already know, to give an inch is to lose it all. I whipped up a little something in honor of your courage and old-school patriotism, although it might be considered a tad salty for tender young ears and/or eyes.

GadsdanJaiden

That’s all anybody needs to say to the rotten bastards. Anything more wordy or elaborate than that just wastes your time, and annoys the (fascist) pig.

Update! Don’t know how it is that I didn’t think to include this before, considering what I titled this dang post.

 

Townsend’s Rick is hardly what you’d call unexpected, but man, dig that crazy Mosrite bass Entwistle’s thumping on.

Historical Musical digression update! Guitar geeks will find this backgrounder on Townsend’s Rickenbacker from the above link intriguing. I sure did.

His first purchase of a Rickenbacker was likely a Rose, Morris Co., LTD, 1998 model (ie, model number, not year—M) in early 1964, either directly from Rose Morris or from Jim Marshall’s music shop in Uxbridge Road, Hanwell, West London. This 1998 was fitted — either when purchased or later by Pete — with a Gibson ES-175 “zig-zag” tailpiece. His second was a 360/12 “Export,” from Jim Marshall’s, for £169, both of which are likely pictured below in the 1964-era High Numbers photos.

Chris Downing (guitarist, The Macabre), in Eyewitness The Who regarding The High Numbers appearance at the Railway Hotel, Harrow & Wealdstone, in July 1964:

This was the first time I actually saw them. Pete had the 360 Rickenbacker then, which cost £169 out of Jim Marshall’s shop. It was one of the first five that came into the UK, and I had one of them as well. He liked it because it had a very mod look, and it was great for playing chords. That big power-chord sound he got wasn’t just his amps, it was partly that he used really thick strings.

The 1998 was pictured in the infamous “Maximum R&B” Marquee Club poster. This guitar was the first (of many) to turn to smithereens, when its neck snapped off against the ceiling of the Railway Hotel, Harrow and Wealdstone, in September 1964 (according to Eyewitness The Who, 8 September):

“I started to knock the guitar about a lot, hitting it on the amps to get banging noises and things like that and it had started to crack. It banged against the ceiling and smashed hole in the plaster and the guitar head actually poked through the ceiling plaster. When I brought it out the top of the neck was left behind. I couldn’t believe what had happened. There were a couple of people from art school I knew at the front of the stage and they were laughing their heads off. One of them was literally rolling about on the floor laughing and his girlfriend was kind of looking at me smirking, you know, going ‘flash cunt and all that’. So I just got really angry and got what was left of the guitar and smashed it to smithereens. About a month earlier I’d managed to scrape together enough for a 12-string Rickenbacker, which I only used on two or three numbers. It was lying at the side of the stage so I just picked it up, plugged it in and gave them a sort of look and carried on playing, as if I’d meant to do it.

“The next day I was miserable about having lost my guitar. Roger said, ‘You shouldn’t have smashed it up, I could have got it repaired for you.’ Anyway, I’d obliterated it.”

Pete claims he smashed only about eight Rickenbackers total. He would repair destroyed ones for further stage use and eventually, began using another, more solid-bodied guitar that could withstand the smash-up routine and be repairable.

That would be the Telecasters he’s most well-known for favoring, with brief flirtations with a Les Paul or three along the way. The “Jim Marshall’s shop” mentioned, of course, would be the same London music shop where the famed Marshall amplifier was born. In particular, the 100-watt Super Lead Pro, created by Marshall at the specific behest of one Pete “Pete” Townsend, ironically enough.

You can drop a Tele off a building and it won’t so much as go out of tune. Or, say, drive into a ditch in Pennsylvania at 70+ mph and roll the band van over on top of it, same result, as the BPs did back in ’96.

The van’s roof ended up tent-poled over and around the upright headstock of my poor Tele, which was in a soft bag, so I feared the worst. But LO, when we got out of the ER and went over to the salvage yard to retrieve whatever salvageable gear—precious little of it, as you might well imagine—might be left in our newly-purchased van (bought it on a Tuesday, totaled it early Sunday morn on the way home from NYC), the only discernible damage to said Tele was one (1) tuning-machine knob broken off. The sturdy little beastie was, yep, you guessed it, still in tune. I replaced the tuning machine and kept on a-rocking that Tele for many years afterward.

The guitar ended up in the possession of my dear departed friend Chris Pfouts, who hung it proudly on his living room wall. When he died in Indianapolis, I got a call from a friend of his there who asked if I wanted to come out and get it back. I told him nah, just keep it, which I assume he did. Hopefully, somebody out there is still playing it, using it as God intended it to be.

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DOG BITES MAN: BiteMe opens fat yap, lies spew forth

Spencer dissects, hilarity ensues.

Biden Lies Again, Says He ‘Literally’ Convinced Segregationist Strom Thurmond to Vote for Civil Rights Act
Have Old Joe Biden and reality finally formalized their separation and divorce? The alleged president was breathing on Monday, so it comes as no surprise that he was also lying; it would be hard to identify two operations that come more naturally to him. His latest howler is the claim that he convinced South Carolina Sen. Strom Thurmond to vote for the Civil Rights Act “before he died.”

Even among Biden’s innumerable lies, this one sets a new standard for mendacity, as every detail of it is false: the Civil Rights Act was passed in 1964, eight and a half years before Biden entered the Senate, Thurmond voted against it, and the segregationist senator didn’t die until nearly forty years later. Is it the dementia? Or is it just Joe being Joe? It’s increasingly hard to tell the difference.

Biden sounded even feebler than usual as he spoke to the Lawyers’ Committee for Civil Rights Under Law. “Pause for just a moment,” Old Joe began weakly. “I thought things had changed.” He was reiterating his false and destructive claim that America in 2023 is beset by a systemic racism that only socialism and forced redistribution of wealth can cure.

Sounding as if he were on the brink of collapse, he summoned the strength to go on: “I was able to — literally, not figuratively — talk Strom Thurmond into voting for the, the Civil Rights Act before he died. And I thought, ‘Well, maybe there’s real progress.’ But hate never dies, it just hides. It hides under the rocks.” How does someone “figuratively” convince someone else to do something? But never mind, that’s the least of the problems with Old Joe’s latest ramble.

The Civil Rights Act passed the Senate by a 73 to 27 vote on June 19, 1964. Thurmond and other Southern Democrat senators (Thurmond would later become a Republican) made up twenty of the 27 dissenting votes. Old Joe Biden wouldn’t enter the Senate until Jan. 3, 1973. When the Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed, Biden was enjoying the summer before his senior year at the University of Delaware. There is no indication that Young Joe, 21 years old at the time, knew Strom Thurmond or spoke with him about the Civil Rights Act.

Biden regime wonks in the White House, once again assuming the role of the guy who follows behind the circus elephant with a dustpan and broom, explained that Old Joe “was instrumental in getting Thurmond’s vote for the Voting Rights Act, in 1980.” And while that’s swell, if it’s true, and it probably isn’t, Biden said the “Civil Rights Act,” not the “Voting Rights Act.” If Biden’s vilified predecessor had made such a confusion, he would have been raked over the coals in the establishment media for demonstrating what would have been described as an insensitivity that revealed a deep racism.

If it wasn’t for lies, the raddled, addled old fraud would have nothing to say at all, as if he’d been struck dumb or something. The truly sad part? This:

Any way you slice it, Biden was lying when he said he convinced Thurmond to vote for the Civil Rights Act. The only thing that’s unclear is whether the increasingly befogged Oval Office corruptocrat actually believes his own tall tales or if he simply has so much contempt for the American people that he figures a large segment of them will believe anything. And considering that there are still multitudes in the land who believe that he got 81 million votes in 2020 in an election that was entirely on the up-and-up, Old Joe isn’t wrong.

Apparently so. Kinda makes one wonder how many “votes” he’ll get next year, should he somehow manage to keep staggering and stumbling on that long—by no means a sure thing. Ninety million? A hundred? Eleventy billion kajillion? What the hell, in Amerika v2.0©, anything goes.

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