Good Advice, Easy Advice

As some of you know and the rest of you are about to learn, I have a daughter who’s getting near adulthood. Nominal adulthood. Alleged adulthood. Something like that.

One issue that comes up with almost-adults as they near the end of mandated schooling is, What next? For most middle-class Americans, the obvious, why-are-you-even-asking answer is college.

I’ve told my daughter, like her brothers before her, that if she goes into engineering, premed, accounting, or some other field where the expected salary is worth the cost (not only tuition but four years spent not working), I’d help pay for it. If she wants to study Medieval French Literature or Dance Therapy or Sociology, you’re on your own, kid.

The boys went into engineering school. The daughter had been firmly set on that path, too, but has been having second thoughts. She gives a variety of reasons but I think it comes down to not being excited by it. OK, that’s fine. There are other options. She was thinking about a general STEM-oriented freshman year and then deciding, which makes good sense. We started putting together plans.

Enter Heaven. That’s stage direction for a young woman, not a suggestion to die and go to the afterlife. And Heaven isn’t her real name, but it’s thematically similar. I’m not blaming her for her name, just as I wouldn’t blame Starlit Waterfall a couple generations earlier. It’s her parents’ doing, not hers. But her name does suggest a few things about her parents’ values and her upbringing, beyond being a woman born in 2000s America.

She’s six or so years older than my daughter, in grad school. She and my daughter have been talking about many things, from care of aquatic frogs to careers. And there’s the problem.

Heaven’s studying psychology or sociology or something similar. While such degrees can lead to decent-paying jobs, that’s not the way to bet, not until you’ve been doing it long enough that you can open your own practice. I’ll dig up some employment statistics and income projections if I remember once I’m back online. (Let’s face it, I won’t remember. I’m very tired and very busy. Wouldn’t be writing this if I weren’t stuck sitting and waiting, with no connectivity.)

Heaven is encouraging my daughter to follow her dream and things will work out and the money will take care of itself. Because, you know, that’s how it works.

The daughter’s dream right now is getting into game design. Maybe as a social psychologist (Maybe? I think that’s what she said the job was called.) working on the psychological cues that go into computer games. Maybe as a programmer. Maybe as a graphic designer. There’s lots of choices!

Should she look into what’s involved in working for a gaming company, like hours worked and expected salaries and job security and market trends? Nah! Talk to her best friend’s father, who works in the biz? Nah! Sit down and start designing a game yourself? Nah! Apply for a position as an intern at the local game development company? Nah! Just sign up for the college classes. It’ll work itself out!

Another dismissed idea is taking a gap year and working, whether to test a career field or two or simply to earn money and get a feel for adult life. She likes welding, so why not practice and hone her skills and then apprentice for a year to see if she likes working as a welder? And another dismissed idea is getting married and starting a family and doing some kind of work-from-home while raising the kids. (Rejected out of hand. I’m never going to have grandchildren at this rate, heh.)

You might deduce from my subtle phrasing choices that I’m not thrilled about Heaven’s advice. You might also deduce that I’m not thrilled that my daughter is listening to someone who tells her what she wants to hear rather than what may actually help her.

I’m not claiming to be the one source of Truth. I’m not saying that my suggestions are the only ones that will lead her to happiness and success, however defined. I am saying that you should look carefully at costs and benefits before signing up for a hundred thousand in non-dischargeable student loans. Especially when the dream you’re following is likely to change within the year, let alone before it starts paying off.

I’m also not claiming that economic utility is the only value of a college education. I am saying that a college education which will not pay off economically is a luxury, to be purchased with spare wealth. It is certainly not to be borrowed for.

I’m not even claiming that psychology and sociology degrees are worthless. 90% worthless, maybe, but not totally. But again, they are luxuries, to be purchased when your future is assured and you have time and money to put into them.

But the easy advice, the advice to do what you want to do (at the moment) and to avoid the hard work and the hard decisions, that advice is just so much more tempting!

Rethinking Memorials

We do funeral services wrong.

After some guy dies, a series of people get up and talk about how wonderful he was. He doesn’t get any benefit from hearing how great everyone thought he was and they all feel bad about having lost such a great guy.

A better way to do it is to have an appreciation ceremony while the guy is still alive. Get his friends and neighbors and family and civic group together and talk about how much he means to all of them. Things will be said that wouldn’t normally be, tears will be shed, and everyone will get on with their lives.

Then, when the guy dies, have a different kind of memorial. “He only knew three jokes and he couldn’t be stopped from telling them every time he was in a group.” “Just never let him eat cabbage. Lord have mercy, he could pollute the whole room.” “He was a good father but that man could not keep it in his pants. I swear, half the time we were married I wanted to castrate him.” “Sumbitch never did pay me back that thousand dollars he borrowed.”

Put the memorial together like that and his friends and neighbors and family and civic groups will remember why they’re glad he’s gone. To put the cherry on top, instead of a church choir singing Amazing Grace, have a kazoo soloist lead the congregation in the macarena.

(Yes, I’m aware that for decades some churches have conducted pre-memorial get-togethers for their elderly or sickly congregants. Good idea. They did one for my late father-in-law, not long before he was housebound with untreatable cancer. Brought him to tears.)

Another day, another violent-Left assassitard

It seems the Leftist mind-virus is spreading out of control.

Another Trump Assassination Plot Foiled, but There’s a Bizarre Twist to This One
The left has become so consumed by its hatred of Donald Trump that it no longer seems capable of distinguishing right from wrong.

What, you think they ever were?

As chilling as this is, on Friday, we found out just how real the problem is. A man has been charged with making threats to assassinate President Trump, other U.S. officials, and ICE agents.

And where did they find this latest unhinged character? Butler, Pa., of all places. That’s right, the same town where the first assassination attempt on Trump took place.

Shawn Monper, a 32-year-old Butler resident who went by the charming username “Mr Satan” online, spent months posting explicit threats and detailing his preparations for violence.

Obviously not content with just threatening the president, Monper also set his sights on law enforcement.

“ICE are terrorist people, we need to start killing them,” he posted in March, followed by threats to open fire on ICE agents.

Attorney General Pamela Bondi praised law enforcement’s swift action, stating, “I want to applaud the outstanding and courageous investigative work of the FBI and the Butler Township Police Department, who thankfully identified and apprehended this individual before he could carry out his threats against President Trump’s life and the lives of other innocent Americans.”

Monper is currently being held without bail as he awaits preliminary hearings on April 14. Considering the gravity of his threats and the clear signs of premeditation, the justice system needs to send a strong message here: Political violence has no place in this country.

Au contraire, mon frère. Assuming that ever was so (HINT: it wasn’t), it certainly ain’t now. The hateful, insane Left elbowed out a place for political violence here a goodish while back, and they’ve been expanding and reinforcing it ever since.

As for the ironic “coincidence” of this whacko being in Butler, the FBI has probably set up a secluded, top-secret training camp for Trump-killers somewhere in the area by now, complete with barracks; a long-distance shooting range; leisure/entertainment center; mess tent; a medical facility staffed by “corpsemen” experienced in treating combat injuries—basically, everything the aspiring assassin needs to hone his skills to a razor-sharp edge.

Intolerable, immoral, unacceptable

But will Coloradan patriots (if any) accept it anyway?

Colorado Gov. Jared Polis Signs Insanely Unconstitutional Gun Control Law With Huge National Implications
If you care about preserving the Second Amendment, what just happened in Colorado needs to be on your radar.

On Thursday, Gov. Jared Polis signed a law that bans the production and most sales of semi-automatic firearms with detachable magazines. That means the gun control measure not only covers semi-automatic rifles like the AR-15 (which would be bad enough on its own) but also makes essentially all modern-day handguns illegal as well.

To say this is blatantly unconstitutional is an understatement. The Supreme Court ruled in District of Columbia vs. Heller that firearms in common use are protected under the Second Amendment for “traditionally lawful purposes.” That includes self-defense. Semi-automatic handguns and rifles with detachable magazines are the most commonly used guns in the United States. It’s not even a question that this gun control law runs afoul of Supreme Court precedent. That means that Polis signed something that he has to know is illegal, making this move all the more insidious.

The stakes here could not be higher. If Colorado gets away with this, you can kiss the Second Amendment goodbye. If a state gets away with largely banning semi-automatic handguns, it can get away with banning any type of firearm. This is the most radical gun control legislation to ever be signed, and it must be fiercely opposed.

Up to and including by violence, if needs must. And sooner or later, they will.

I understand there’s a lot going on in the political world right now, but this is that important. Gun advocate groups need to be filing challenges immediately, and this must get to the Supreme Court if the lower courts do not strike this law down. If that doesn’t happen, every single Democrat-led state in the union will pass similar laws, and with a lack of reciprocity, half the country will essentially be a no-go zone for modern guns. It won’t stop there, either. Gun control activists will not be happy until all firearms are banned.

Yeh, yeh, yeh—lawsuits, courts, peaceful protest, handwringing op-eds, blah blah blah.  Worth a try, of course; as every decent, well-meaning sort concedes, all peaceable expedients must be exhausted before turning to that final desperate resort: the Cartridge Box. At the end of the day, though, it’s yet another shovelful of the same old shite, nothing more.

Normals should think of this as the Left’s warning shot across the Constitutional bow, because that is precisely what it amounts to. The tyrant Polis knows this perfectly well, of course—count on it. Look for a flood of deceitfully-misnomered gun “buyback” programs (how can they “buy back” something they never bought in the first damned place?) to immediately ensue.

Look for the overwhelming majority of city and state po-lice to eagerly enforce the Gov Jared Polis Unlawful Edict™, with the possible exception of a handful of county Sheriiffs, or constables, or whatever they call ‘em out in the Boulder State. Look for the Colorado National Guard to be stood up to provide “emergency” backup for their Brothers In Blue. Look for the majority of said CO Guardsmen to forsake their freely-sworn oath to “protect, defend and uphold” and obey their unlawful orders, too.

The thing to keep (and bear—heh) foremost in mind here is that the last above-excerpted sentence is wholly true and accurate, which Real Americans have understood full well for several decades now in spite of the hoplophobic Left’s disingenuous “I’m a hunter myself” refrain. The one remaining question confronting us grows more pressing, more urgent, with every passing day: What, if anything, are we going to do about it?

As Ben Grimm always says before getting down to serious bidness as The Thing, IT’S CLOBBERIN’ TIME!

Cry, baby, cry

Your feel-good story of the week month year decade.

Man Who Allegedly Threatened ICE Agents Just Moved Into the ‘Find Out’ Part of the Story
Robert King, 35, was arrested on April 2 for allegedly making threats against ICE agents.

According to the complaint, King said that if he saw ICE agents in his neighborhood he would be “opening fire,” calling them a “secret police force with no real legal authority” and threatening, “Kill them.” He then allegedly went further, “Just wanna double down on what I said the other day: if ICE comes to your neighborhood, f—— shoot them and kill them. No mercy for the Gestapo.”

But he’s in that “find out” stage, now that he’s facing justice.

Last week, King was charged with transmitting interstate threats in federal court. Then on Wednesday, he was ordered held in detention by a judge in Dallas. Judge Renee Toliver decided he was a “flight risk and a risk to the community.”

As our sister site Twitchy reported, Fox’s Bill Melugin said King left the courtroom crying. 

The Texas man who allegedly threatened to shoot & kill ICE agents & urged his followers to do the same left a federal courtroom crying today after he was ordered held in detention, with the magistrate determining he is a threat and a flight risk, according to our @FoxNews team in the room.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. You gotta love it when folks find out that bad actions might just have bad results. Gee, I wonder who called in the tip on him? But it shows that the FBI now too is paying attention to such tips. I’m thinking Mr. King is not feeling so tough anymore. Being a keyboard warrior and spewing nonsense on the internet is a little different when it comes back to bite you.

It’s easy in the “fool around” time, but the “find out” will come for them, and they’re not going to enjoy it.

We can but hope. According to the article, Crybaby King now faces “up to five years in prison” for his crimes, which to my way of thinking ain’t NEARLY enough. Lock him up, throw away the key, let him enjoy getting butt-raped in the prison showers for the rest of his natural born life—now that’s what I’d call Justice being served up piping hot to this Insane Left creep.

Lest anybody be kidding him- or herself, there are millions upon millions more just like him out there. Robert King is not some fringe character, a tiny minority lurking within the more-reasonable majority, whose daylight barking madness can be blithely dismissed as no big deal, really. The threats puked forth by King and his abominable ilk are not “just jokes,” nor are they intended as hyperbole, overstatement, or exaggeration for effect. Not by a long yard. They are real; they are serious; they should be taken literally, word for word.

Baglappers such as King call ICE “the Gestapo” not to provoke, shock, or offend, but because it’s what they deeply, sincerely believe. It’s all of a piece with calling Trump and/or Elon “literally Hitler,” see. In so doing, such crackpots transmogrify murdering those (re)incarnate Nazis from just another random, empty threat into the solemn obligation of every decent, caring hooman bean. As a bonus, this warped thinking also promotes King and his type from bargain-basement bugmen who, for the benefit of society at large, of right ought to be thrown into Chokey or the booby-hatch for the duration into insightful, courageous, selfless heroes whose chief concern is not with the intricacies of their own delusions but protecting their less-perceptive fellow men from a deadly, ravenous Evil bent on preying upon them all.

A lone nutjob, an anomaly, a way-out looney-tooney crank? Not on your life, pal; the D卐M☭CRAT Party, the blighted urban hellscapes, academia, practically all other shitlib-overrun institutions and enclaves are brimming o’er with Robert Kings. Make no mistake, folks: this weepy cunt is NOT the exception, he is the rule. As is often (and accurately) said of Moslems, so it is with these violent, implacable Leftards: Radical Leftists want to kill you. “Moderate” Leftists want the radical Leftists to kill you. Very simple, very easy—that’s really all there is to it. Disport yourselves accordingly, then. Which is to say: keep your powder dry, your magazines loaded, your head on a swivel, and your battle-rifle within easy reach at all times, every minute of your day, 24-7-365.

Some of us long since realized that the Madhouse Left desperately craves a Civil War v2.0, and that they’ll keep right on pushing and pushing until they’ve finally gotten themselves one. Consequently, what we have before us now is the proverbial binary solution set: one side must win, one side must lose. So let’s make damned good and sure we win, mmmkay? The alternative doesn’t bear thinking about.

Meanwhile, sure, let’s point, laugh at, and make mock of the pussified nancyboy King and his record-time collapse from big-talking blowhard into teary-eyed twatwaffle, just as loud and as long as we want. By the same token, though, we must diligently maintain focus on what’s really happening here, what’s coming at us just around the bend at breakneck speed. We fail to do so, even momentarily, at our gravest imaginable peril.

Update! Think I’m guilty of overstating the case myself, do ya? Better think again, bub.

SURVEY: 55% Of Self-Identified Leftists Say Killing Trump Is Justifiable
The unhinged left, fueled by Trump Derangement Syndrome and seething hatred for Elon Musk, is trending more violent, according to a new study that finds political violence targeting President Donald Trump and his billionaire adviser is “becoming increasingly normalized.”

The report, produced by the Network of Contagion Research Institute (NCRI) in partnership with Rutgers University’s Social Perception Lab, finds a broader “assassination culture” appears to be “emerging within segments of the U.S. public on the extreme left, with expanding targets now including figures such as Donald Trump.” 

Less than a year after assassination attempts on then-presidential candidate Trump and the literally explosive violence against Musk’s Tesla electric vehicles, it’s no secret that leftists are ratcheting up violent rhetoric and actions. The more troubling trend is that an “assassination culture” isn’t just coming from the “fringe” left. 

“These attitudes are not fringe — they reflect an emergent assassination culture, grounded in far-left authoritarianism and increasingly normalized in digital discourse,” states the report, titled, “Assassination Culture: How Burning Teslas and Killing Billionaires Became a Meme Aesthetic for Political Violence.”

It only gets worse from there, I’m afraid. In the irreconcilably divided, 49-51 nation that is Amerika v2.0 at present, 55% is a clear enough majority in anybody’s book. “A house divided against itself cannot stand”—unfortunately for all of us, looks like we’ll be finding out whether or not Honest Abe had the right of it on that score, and probably sooner than most of us would prefer.

Outlaw in a place where Outlaw is more than just another pose

Our bud S47 hips us to the punk and metal haps in Rooshya, Kazakhstan, and Georgia. Damned intriguing stuff, if you dig this sort of thing. Which, y’know, I do, actually. This offhand remark caught my eye but hard.

I think this next band is from Novosibirsk or someplace like that, reminds me a lot of Fetchin’ Bones, a band from North Carolina back in the 1980s:

Fetchin’ Bones, HA! Although her musical tastes, interests, and proclivities never much coincided with my own—too jangly-pop and avant garde to suit me by a long yard, meaning no offense if that happens to be your bag—I’ve nevertheless been good friends with F-Bones vocalist Hope Nicholls and her bandmate/hubby Aaron since just about forever. Friendly, warm, unpretentious, soft-spoken; they’re good kids, boih of ‘em (Kids? Hope was born almost exactly a month before I was…OOF!).

Years ago, I read a similarly-themed article about the punk rock underground in some of the more obscure corners of the old USSR, can’t remember where. Kerrang!, Spin, Maximum Rocknroll, perhaps? Some other glossy mass-market publication or hand-Xeroxed, stapled-together fanzine? Creem? Circus? Tiger Beat? Rolling Stone, Gawd help us?

Wherever it was, I must say the grim, true-life accounts of quasi-legal obstacles; constant harassment and/or abuse by omnipotent authorities; unpromoted small-venue shows being shut down by platoons of nameless, faceless, truncheon-wielding goons; arrest, incarceration, vicious beatings, etc made me feel like a contemptible, spoiled little dilettante by comparison.

After expending scads of time and effort convincing oneself how horribly you’ve suffered and sacrificed for Your Art, learning about people who have really had it tough can make one feel mighty dang small.

Forget, hell!

Unreconstructed Southron Baron Bodissey reports—with pitchers—on the ceremony commemorating the anniversary of the Appomattox tragedy/disaster.

Appomattox: Lest We Forget
This afternoon I attended a ceremony marking the 160th anniversary of the surrender of the Army of Northern Virginia (which I often sardonically refer to as “the Confederate Nakba”). It was organized by the Appomattox chapter of the United Daughters of the Confederacy, and took place at the Confederate Cemetery in the Appomattox Court House National Historical Park. The cemetery itself is on a plot of land that isn’t part of the historical park, and is owned by the UDC rather than the federal government. As a result, at that location we unreconstructed Confederates can engage in our customary activities without being busted for hate speech or otherwise interfered with.

The occasion began with a prayer. We then pledged allegiance to all three flags: the US flag, the Virginia flag, and the Confederate battle flag. Yes, I know some of those pledges are mutually exclusive, but nobody seems to care.

Speak for yourself on that one, young feller. Anyhoo. Onwards.

Following that there were a few brief speeches, several songs, and some reading of poetry. UDC members in widow’s weeds placed a rose by each grave, and two little girls set up battle flags next to each headstone. There are nineteen soldiers buried in the cemetery, all but seven of them unknown, including a solitary Union soldier (who got the Stars and Stripes next to his headstone).

Fuckin’ bluebellied Yankee sumbitch. Anyhoo. Onwards.

Then a number of wreaths were presented and placed next to the memorial stone by representatives of the groups that donated them, mostly chapters of the UDC or camps of the Sons of Confederate Veterans (SCV). Not all of the groups were local: one of the SCV camps that presented a wreath was based in Honolulu, Hawaii.

All in all, it was an excellent occasion. It was a reminder — at least for me — that the Confederate battle flag is not about slavery or tariffs or even states’ rights, but rather a symbol of resistance to tyranny, and a reminder that Virginia was invaded and devastated by an alien army.

Deo Vindice!

That penultimate paragraph pretty much says it all, far as I’m concerned.

Hey, Nutflix, leave Aslan alone!

My God, there really isn’t anything whatsoever they won’t stand on its head and try to make a traveshamockery out of, is there?

Through a Wardrobe Dimly: Netflix’s Narnia Reboot
So last week, the word was out that Netflix is playing host to a reboot of “The Chronicles of Narnia.” On top of that, talks are apparently in the works to have none other than Meryl Streep voice Aslan. Yes, they are coming for Narnia in the same way they came for “Star Wars” and “The Lord of the Rings.” A galaxy far, far, away is not safe, nor is Middle Earth; why should Narnia be sacrosanct?

 Deadline reports:

In the novels, Aslan is a talking lion who serves as Narnia’s guardian and a guide for the human children. Generally portrayed as a male, Aslan was created as an allegory for Jesus by author C.S. Lewis.

However, in “The Chronicles of Narnia,” Aslan is not merely an allegory for Christ. Lewis was quite clear that Aslan was Christ as he would have manifested himself to the inhabitants of Narnia. The biblical parallels are unavoidable with a respectful and thoughtful reading of the books, as they were meant to be. 

To wit: in “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader,” we have this quote, “I am [in your world].’ said Aslan. ‘But there, I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.”

It is plausible that the producers of the reboot see Aslan as nothing more than an interesting main character in a fantasy series and thus have no compunctions about playing fast and loose with his gender. It is equally plausible (and altogether likely) that the producers are well aware of the intentional Christianity of the Narnia series and Aslan’s true identity and have taken it upon themselves to decolonize, deconstruct, and reassemble Narnia into something less Christian and more to their liking. Rebooting Aslan is another clandestine attempt at rebooting Christ. 

As Fate would have it, I’ve recently been re-reading The Chronicles of Narnia for the umpty-leventh time, and enjoying Lewis’ inspired magnum opus trememdously; it’s been too many years since I last checked in on Polly, Diggory, wicked Uncle Andrew, King Peter, Queen Susan, Prince Caspian, Mr Tumnus, and the rest of the gang. Frankly, the only thing I find at all surprising about Nutflix’s latest attempt to shit in its own hat is that they didn’t go out and find themselves a Neegrow lesbian Transgender of Color rather than moldy-oldy White-bread broad Streep to voice Aslan, so as to offend, dismay, and just plain piss off as many Xtianist, binary, sane Normals as humanly possible.

Trump’s got yer pronouns

Swingin’, mothafuckizz.

White House Uses Reporters’ Pronouns, Just Not the Way They Intended
There’s something deeply satisfying about watching the left’s cherished ideological markers being used against them. White House Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt is giving the mainstream media a taste of their own medicine, and it’s absolutely glorious.

In a delicious development, the Trump White House press office is flat-out refusing to respond to reporters who display their pronouns in email signatures. 

Heck, yes. I love it.

As do I. But the alluring Ms Leavitt has her reasons, and as you’d expect they’re well-thought out, logical, and eminently reasonable.

This isn’t just some arbitrary policy. It’s a brilliant statement about truth and reality in journalism.

When confronted about this practice, Leavitt delivered a devastating response: “Any reporter who chooses to put their preferred pronouns in their bio clearly does not care about biological reality or truth and therefore cannot be trusted to write an honest story.”

Fact check: True.

Indeed so. In fact, I’d go a bit further than that: “Any reporter who chooses to put their preferred pronouns in their bio” clearly is a fanatical ideological enemy of this President, his adminstration, the American people, and the United States of America itself. That being so (and it is), who gives a fat rat’s ass what such a one thinks—about anything at all? Ever?

Memezapoppin’!

Welcome to this week’s installment of our Wednesday meme feature, 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 very 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.

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A REAL stinker

Hey, there’s a reason I’ve been calling the disgusting toad “Jabba the Senator” for quite a few years now. But even so, I had no idea, really.

This was posted today on freebeacon.com – Longtime New York congressman Jerry Nadler has become famous as a champion of progressive policies in the House of Representatives. But among his colleagues in the chamber, he has also earned the dubious distinction of being its smelliest member.

“He’s the kind of guy who when he makes his way onto the floor he barrels through everyone, and sometime he doesn’t really need to barrel through because his stench kind of clears the way and it equates to his personality, which is nasty and most people want to keep away from,” said Anthony D’Esposito, a former GOP congressman from Long Island recently named inspector general of the Department of Labor.

A half dozen of Nadler’s current and former colleagues—on both sides of the aisle—were even more savage behind the scenes, pooh-poohing the New York liberal. One House Democrat said he wasn’t just rancid but also frequently out of it.    

“Members of Congress don’t want to sit next to him because of it,” the House Democrat told the Washington Free Beacon. “Yeah, he smells. I don’t know what he does. Maybe he doesn’t take a bath, I don’t know what it is.”

Ah, but I do. And so do you, if we’re being honest here.

Down on the farm

Don’t recall exactly how or why, but I ran across this gem the other day, which came with an added kicker ere all was said and done.

The BPs covered this butt-rockin’ classic RaB tune for many years—a strict, straight-up rendition without any embellishment or “improvements,” not even in the guitar solo. It always got a solid response from the crowd, getting people out on the dance floor with a quickness to shake their booties joyously. But that additional kicker I mentioned? It’s in the YewToob comments section.

Crazy, man, crazy! As Fate would have it, Poe and his Poe Kats have a pretty storied history their own selves, which goes well beyond big Al Downing and “Down On The Farm.”

Bobby Nelson Poe, Sr. (April 13, 1933 – January 22, 2011), also known as The Poe Kat, was an American musician who had a long and varied career in the music business.

Bobby Poe was born in Vinita, Oklahoma. In the mid-1950s, he formed Bobby Poe and The Poe Kats, which featured African-American piano player Big Al Downing, lead guitar player Vernon Sandusky and drummer Joe Brawley. Bobby Poe and The Poe Kats were also Rockabilly Queen Wanda Jackson’s first Rock and Roll backing band. They toured with Wanda and can also be found on her early Capitol Records recordings, including the Rockabilly classic “Let’s Have a Party”. Bobby, Wanda, Big Al and Vernon are all members of the Rockabilly Hall of Fame.

Bobby Poe and The Poe Kats came to the attention of Sam Phillips of Sun Records with their first recorded track, “Rock and Roll Record Girl”. Based on the music of the old standard “Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy”, “Rock and Roll Record Girl” was at first blocked from release by Wesley Rose of Acuff-Rose because of that fact. By the time all of the legal hurdles were cleared, Sam Phillips was no longer interested in releasing the track. Instead, Dallas, Texas radio personality Jim Lowe stepped in and released the single on his White Rock Records label. “Rock and Roll Record Girl” backed with “Rock and Roll Boogie” became a number 1 single in the state of Texas.

After one more single for Jim Lowe’s White Rock Records entitled “Piano Nellie”, under the name of Bobby Brant and The Rhythm Rockers (which was shortly thereafter picked up and re-released by EastWest Records), Bobby Poe gave up his career as an artist to become an artist manager. His first client was Big Al Downing. In the 1960s, Poe moved to the Washington, D.C. area and expanded his operation. He managed and co-produced The Chartbusters, which featured his old bandmate Vernon Sandusky. The Chartbusters scored a Top 40 hit in 1964 with their recording “She’s The One”. Tom Hanks was quoted in People Magazine as saying The Chartbusters were one of the influences for his film “That Thing You Do!”. Vernon Sandusky went on to play guitar in Country Music Hall of Famer Roy Clark’s band for over 20 years. Bobby Poe also co-managed The British Walkers, which featured Bobby (sometimes spelled Bobbie) Howard and legendary blues guitarist Roy Buchanan.

One of the things I’ve always loved about the music biz is the wild, wild stories lurking behind even the most ordinary-seeming artists. More unexpected twists and turns than the most remote mountain blacktop, that’s for sure.

The Daily Donnybrook, and other fine things

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HUGE in NC, Appeals Court Ruling Favors Republican for Supreme Court

For those of us in the great state of North Carolina, there is news on the battle for the Supreme Court. In case you missed it, the republican “lost” by about 750 “votes” but claims some 60,000 ballots are illegitimate (they are). It’s been working it’s way through the courts and will eventually wind up in the state Supreme Court where republicans hold a 6-2 advantage. If Judge Griffins appeal is upheld it will become a 7-1 advantage and this just before statewide reapportionment lines are drawn.

Huge: Appeals Court Ruling in Undecided NC Supreme Court Race Favors GOP Candidate, Has Dems Scrambling

Not our allies—NOT!!!

The only genuine, real-deal aliies we have in the ME, actually. Damned (((JooJooJooJOOOOOOOZ!!!!)))

Oh wait, I forgot about Iran. Sorry for the slip-up, shitwits.

Israel Eliminates All Tariffs on U.S. Imports Ahead of ‘Liberation Day’
Israel has announced the removal of all remaining tariffs on imports from the United States, effective immediately. This decision, directed by Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and implemented by Finance Minister Bezalel Smotrich and Economy and Industry Minister Nir Barkat, aims to strengthen economic ties with the U.S. and potentially reduce the cost of living in Israel.

The Prime Minister’s Office, Finance Ministry and Economy and Industry Ministry released a joint statement, saying:

“At the directive of Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, Finance Minister Bezalel Smotrich and Economy and Industry Minister Nir Barkat, Israel has cancelled all of the customs duties that have been levied until now on products from the US, Israel’s largest trading partner.

After the approval of the Knesset Finance Committee and the Economy and Industry Minister’s signature on the order, the amendment to the order regarding trade levies and protective measure will take effect and customs duties on all imports from the US will be cancelled.”

The U.S. and Israel have maintained a free trade agreement since 1985, resulting in approximately 99% of U.S. goods entering Israel tariff-free. The newly eliminated tariffs primarily affected a limited number of products, mainly in the food and agricultural sectors. In 2024, Israel’s exports to the U.S. totaled $17.3 billion, with services exports estimated at $16.7 billion.

Prime Minister Netanyahu emphasized that removing these tariffs aligns with his longstanding policy of opening Israel’s market to competition, diversifying the economy, and lowering living costs. He highlighted that this move not only benefits the Israeli economy and its citizens but also reinforces the special relationship between Israel and the United States.

Huh. How reasonable, helpful, and downright democratic of the hook-nosed Kike, eh?

Although Israel and the US have had and always will have their differences, squabbles, and divergences of national interest and/or policy—remember, nation-states don’t have friends, they have alliances, which are constantly shifting and evolving—the above-referenced “special relationship” is of tremendous benefit to both countries, in all sorts of ways. None but a fool, an infantile political naif, or a fanatical Jew-hating ignoramus would ever dream of contending otherwise.

You might not care much for Jews, even actively dislike them, which is jake with me. Certainly, the hardships, persecution, and ceaseless hostility Jews have faced across well over three millennia have inculcated and intensified a fair few unappealing habits of mind and personality traits in the Jewish people—a suffocating, quasi-pathological (albeit understandable, given the historical record) paranoia beng but one of those.

Growing up in the small-town South of the 1960s, my own experience of Jewish people was quite limited, to put it mildly. Until I moved to NYC, I had known precisely one (1) Jewish person my whole life: a downtown-Mt Holly clothing store owner and proprietor name of Julius Goldstein, who was a lovely, gracious, warm-hearted man. Mr Goldstein always had a moment to spare for a kindly, gentle word with a stone-bored young ‘un chafing to be anyplace but trapped in Goldstein’s establishment while my mom browsed through the dresses, blouses, hats, shoes, and such-like rubbish.

What with this bestowal of attention and sincere affection, plus a pocket full of those wonderful old Dum-Dum lollipops in assorted flavors (BUTTERSCOTCH! YESSSS!!!), dear old Mr Goldstein made what would have been an ordeal comparable to a trip to the dentist at least something close to bearable, bless his generous heart.

Years later in NYC I worked for an Israeli Jew who, although I hugely enjoyed wasting half my shift sitting by the front counter soaking up Jack’s colorful (crimson, mainly) reminiscences of his years of wartime soldiering with the IDF back in the Bad Old 1970s Days of nearly continual combat with various Arab states*, before he made the big move to Jew York Shitty (heh, sorry), was clearly and unapologetically an asshole stem to stern. After a few months of that I became friends with a smattering of other Jews my own age over my five-year stint in the Big Rotten Apple; these ones ran the gamut from friendly, personable young men and (mostly, who knows why) women to complete and utter pricks and/or cunts, same as with every other nationality or ethnicity I’ve ever spent any time around.

So yeah, go right ahead and hate on the Jews if you want; although I neither share nor much respect your blanket antipathy, I’m pretty much the last guy on Earth who’s likely to give you a ration of shit about it. Right up to the point, that is, where you start in trying to persuade me that our “natural allies” in the Middle East are actually the murderin’ Moslem savages and their godawful shitrapies. I don’t hold with that horsepuckey, not even a weency bit I don’t, and I never will.

See, I still remember the ghastly mid-morning hours of 9/11/01 MUCH too vividly to ever just sit back and passively listen to Word One of that noisome, toxic guff without positioning the battle-rifle for imminent action; checking my backstop; confirming I have a good, solid cheek-weld; chambering that all-important first round; and returning fire just as fast ’n’ furious as I can possibly manage, sorry.

Sending hot lead downrange in mass quantities: ain’t nothing like it but more of it. Ya feelin’ me here, bubba?

*I think it’s worth delving a little deeper into those endless wars of the 70s. Think of it: a 10 mile wide strip of dusty land, whose military is primarily made up not of full-time professional soldiers but of semi-trained civilians called up in extremis from their jobs, homes, and businesses for however long the war lasts.This ragtag collection of part-timers fought against the national militaries of several Arab nations which were all much bigger, more populous, better-equipped in terms of both quality of hardware and sheer numbers…and not merely held them off, but kicked their scraggly asses all to Hell and gone, again and again and again!

You’d think those bigger, stronger Arab states so thoroughly humiliated by (((Dem Pesky JooJooJooJOOOOZ!))) might have learned from those painful experiences, after eight or ten unsuccessful tries, and finally given up trying to fuck with their indomitable, battle-hardened Israelite adversaries as a bad job. But NOOOO…

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