Buying handguns, computers and books...

And while we're on the subject of guns...

...during the memorial to the five murdered hero policemen in Dallas a week or so ago, our semi-retired, full-time vacationer -in-Chief POTUS was kind enough to hijack that solemn gathering and share with us, the Great Unwashed, his opinions regarding racial inequality, Black Lives Matter, police brutality, and teenagers and their purchasing choices.  Lucky us.

Here's a part of what he said, and I quote:  

"...We flood communities with so many guns it is easier for a teenager to buy a Glock then to get his hands on a computer, or even a book."

Somewhat later in that interminable sermon, he said, "...We all know this to be true."

Well, Mr. Obama, may I say that we don't all know this to be true.  In fact, those of us who were wearing the tinfoil hats back in 2008 when you and your backers hipmotizzzzzed America, know that what you said that day was a bald-faced lie.  About one-third of us screamed at the TV, using all manner of nasty, unprintable comments. The other two-thirds nodded their likely unemployed heads in agreement, saying, "You tell 'em, Oh Sahib!"  

And there's only one question that must be asked: Did you actually believe what you said that day, or were you just bleating out another in a never-ending series of falsehoods so as to keep your mindless flock "oohing" and "ahhing" at your every utterance?  

If you actually believed what you said, then you are completely devoid of any semblance of common knowledge regarding the purchase of firearms here in what you've done your very best to make a once-great country.  And God knows, you've been superb at causing ordinary Americans to go out in force to buy guns of all kinds and types, knowing that you're on record as being dead-set on banning them from the landscape.

In order to purchase a Glock, or any handgun for that matter (it would have been nice if he'd actually described what a "Glock" is for the unfamiliar that day!), you must first undergo a comprehensive background analysis known as the "National Instant Criminal System," or "NICS" check. It will cost you $25.00 and the FBI will do a "right now" records search on you to make sure you are cleared to purchase and own a handgun. Or in some states, like the one from which I am unfortunately now blogging, any firearm. You may not own that shiny new Glock if you are a felon, or if you have a restraining order filed against you, or if for any reason the Feds have decided you are not a citizen in good standing and/or a danger to your community.  

You don't leave with your new Glock until that is done, no matter whether it's at a gun store or a gun show (there is no "gun show loophole," people!  It doesn't exist!).  This is what the Lefties among us have been clamoring for, and it's been in effect since 1996! Surprise, you weenies!  You've already got what you've been wanting!  Aren't you proud of yourselves?  What? You didn't know that?  Aren't you interested in finding out what else you don't know?  I guess not... 

And in some states, such as New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Oregon, Maryland, Washington, and of course here in Taxifornia, which never met a gun control measure that it didn't wholeheartedly embrace, you must then put up with a several-day waiting period before you can actually take possession of your newly-bought firearm.  This is, as the "more equal than you" have put it, to give you a "cooling off" period just in case you were buying that there gun while hot under the collar so you can go straight home and do away with your significant other. Here, it's ten days.  Some places, it's three days.  It's unconstitutional, of course (remember that part in the 2nd Amendment about "...the Right to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed?"), but that doesn't seem to stop any Lefty legislators anymore, does it?  

See?  Not so easy, is it Barry?  And see, that crap that dripped from your community organizer lips a week or so ago was a demonstrable, unmitigated and fabulously fabricated falsehood (how's that for a nifty little alliteration?). 

Or, better put, it was us mid-westerners call a lie!

And if you said it to keep your flock in line, then it says quite a bit about those "sheeple" who follow your every word, doesn't it?  If you happen to be among the two-thirds of our populace that do not own a firearm (for shame!), and do not know that guns don't actually wake up in the morning, wash their little metallic faces, load themselves up with evil, hollow point, armor-piercing bullets and go out looking for some innocent little - probably Black - child to murder in cold blood, then take note of this little unassuming posting.  You have been lied to, you weenies! You have been misled, continually, by those who wish to render - and keep you - unarmed and defenseless.  The only question you should be asking yourselves is, why?

I'm thinking it just might be an effort to install a Federalized, armed military police force somewhere down the line to subjugate you and me just as soon as the judiciary is under the full and complete control of the Left.   As that old saying I learned in the Army goes, "If you have them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow."  And that cannot happen until or unless we as a society have been disarmed.  

As for the more than One Hundred Million of us who are armed and intend to remain that way (Google "Molon Labe" if you need a more descriptive term), we are quite capable of defending ourselves against all enemies, foreign or domestic. We know a lie when we hear it, and we know a liar when he stares unblinking into the camera and spews those lies with machine-gun rapidity. 

In the unlikely event that Mr. Obama happens to read this little blog posting, I hereby lay down the figurative gauntlet. Let's get together, you and me, at and time and place of your choosing.  I'll give you a couple of hours to come up with a Glock, a computer and a book. I'll even give you a couple of thousand of rapidly-depreciating dollars to pay for it all. That's about twice the retail price of those three items.  We all know "it's true" that you can buy a computer at Best Buy, and a book at Barnes and Noble. Since you seem to know so much about where to purchase a Glock, perhaps because of your experience while living in your "gunless" adopted home town of Chicago, where more people are shot each weekend than in beautiful downtown Baghdad, maybe you won't even need the entire hour...

And, since it's been a few years since I visited Foggy Bottom, it may be that D.C.'s so evil and dangerous that you need a CCW permit to secrete a laptop.  Or, to hide a Harry Potter book in your waste band (no, I didn't fail to spell "waist" correctly; I thought "waste" to be more appropriate. considering who the protagonist is in this little morality play). In which case you'll have to figure out which street corner to illegally buy either one.  

One more thing.  Don't you or any other weenie come to our house looking for some place to "shelter in place" when the fit hits the shan.  You'll find no such comfort among those of us who were smart enough to gird our loins and prepare for the coming "unpleasantness." 

Remember, when seconds count, the police are only minutes away...

"Well of Course it was Guns! What Else Could it Have Been?"

"Praise be to God, and prayers as well as praise be upon the Prophet of Allah."

"...I pledge allegiance to Abu Bakr al Baghdadi of the Islamic State.  May God protect him on behalf of the Islam State and Allah."

These were some of the exact words uttered by Omar Mateen during his four calls to 911, while murdering and maiming more than 100 innocent folks out for a good time at the Pulse Nightclub in Orlando, Florida over a three-plus hour period.

Yes, my friends, he  took a time out while committing his unspeakable acts to make sure that we, the infidels, knew exactly why he was killing and wounding all those people that night.  He was doing it for the glory of Islamic jihadist terrorist ideology. They have declared war on us, my friends. 

We have declared...ummm, ummmmm, well read below and see for yourself.

Within 6.4 seconds (only a slight exaggeration!) of the sound of the shots beginning to fade that night, one B. Hussein Obama, our semi-retired, completely unqualified, soon-to-be ex-President, managed to somehow pry himself away from the golf course and place himself squarely in front of the nearest TV cameras once again to blame the whole sordid thing on...wait for it...

GUNS!

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

Now to be fair, Obama did mumble something under his breath about "radical extremism," whatever the Hell that is. But he stated that the blame rested unequivocally on "too many weapons of mass destruction," and "weapons of war," and "military-style weapons."  

You know, I searched high and low and couldn't find any reference where Mr. Obama placed that blame on "too many cars" when the Black crazy woman stalked and then repeatedly jumped the curb to murder 13 and wound another 30 on the sidewalk in front of the Hard Rock Hotel in Lost Wages a few months back.

Nor could I find any attributions of blame by Mr. Barry of "too many pressure cookers" after the Tsarnaev brothers blew up the Boston Marathon and killed a dozen and wounded and maimed hundreds more a few years back.  

And I couldn't find any mention by Him (capital "H" to show due deference to His Golferness) against "too many knives" after 7 were hospitalized and many more stabbed during a Neo-Nazi rally outside the Capitol Building in Sacramento, California a week or so ago.  The Capitol Building?  Don't we pay enough taxes here in Taxifornia to avoid such carnage and mayhem? I guess not. That's why the smarter ones of us are armed.

And (H)e didn't place any blame with "too many high-powered crossbows" like the one the obviously upset fellow in Philadelphia used to shoot his wife of nine days(!) at close range smack in the middle of her chest a few days back.  

Of course, there is no Right "to keep and bear cars," nor "to keep and bear pressure cookers," nor "to keep and bear knives," nor even to "keep and bear crossbows."  But there is a "fundamental, inalienable Right" to "keep and bear arms." The 2nd Amendment says so.  The Supreme Court has said so.  And we all know so.  

Well, all but Liberals.  They don't seem to know much of anything.

Maybe Barry, the infamous Constitutional law lecturer at Haaavud, has been playing so much golf on our time and our dime that he just hasn't noticed...

Or maybe he just doesn't care...

And then, believe it or not, and you'd best believe it, his soulless sycophantic sillies actually had the temerity to defy more than two centuries of House of Representatives rules to do what commie pinko dumbass liberal weenies called a "sit in" on the floor of that same august body a few days back. They actually sat down in the middle of the Well of the House and stamped their little Gucci-shod feet and held their well-manicured hands and sang "we shall overcome" off-key in an effort to force a vote on "gun control."  

Buuuuut, of course they knew that four separate gun bills had just been voted down the day before in the Senate, so no vote, even if taken, would have been successful.  They knew that.  So the protest they undertook was solely for show. Nothing more than a 27 hour fundraising effort.  A means to get wall-to-wall coverage on MSNBC, that Liberal TV outlet that has thankfully stopped calling itself a "news channel." They don't deal in news.  They deal in Left-wing propaganda. But then, that's what we've come to expect of them.  

What the Democrat lawmakers undertook that day was very simply an effort to try and keep up the pretense that the murders and mayhem visited upon us all in Orlando was the work of "too many guns" instead of "too many Islamic terrorist jihadist pond scum bastards" right here in our midst.  Nothing but an effort at "misdirection." 

They're really good at it.  Unfortunately.

So, those of you who are predisposed to vote come November, please take note of the raging, rampant and ridiculous hypocrisy apparent in this little act of civil disobedience. And then please vote to put an end to it by putting an end to the service offered up by the commie pinko weenies who participated in this lunacy.  

Can you imagine that there will be those who just don't bother to actually learn the truth about such matters and will believe the crap being shoveled their way by the Lap Dog Media?  I do.

Thank you, and good night...

"Brexit:" The U.K. Declares Independence From the EU.

240 years ago the "United Colonies of America" declared independence from Britain and the tyrannical reign of King George the Third.  

Actually, independence was declared on July 2nd, but hey, it's not up to me to decide when we celebrate it.  Look it up if you doubt me.

Anyway, we all know (except for Millennials) the reasons why:  "Taxation without representation," Tax Stamps, the (very first) Tea Party, The shot heard round the world," "One if by land, two if by sea," "The battle of Concord," etc., etc.  Suffice it to say, the Mother Country wasn't making colonization work so well for our forebears.  So the pulled the plug, and the rest, they say, is history.

Flash forward to now.  Just as we declared our independence from the tyrannical reign of Great Britain, a major chunk of the United Kingdom just declared its independence from the tyrannical reign of the European Union.  It was called "Brexit" for short, as in "British exit."  And unless you're happily retired and have plenty of time on your hands to research arcane matters such as this one, you might now know exactly why. 

I am, and I do.

So, my friends, and you are my friends, I'm about to tell you exactly why.  And why our Limey friends' decision could well turn out to be a precursor as to what might transpire here in good ol' 'Murica come November.

Suppose, for a moment, that the U.S., Canada and Mexico all decided to get together and form the "North American Union."  And then suppose that the Headquarters of that Union were to be placed in Mexico City.  Yeah, Mexico City would be in charge of deciding what goes on in the North American Union.  Who buys what, who sells what, and who whom, and who pays for what, and how much.  Mexico City. Hmmm.

Can you then imagine that perhaps the decisions that would come out of Mexico City might be a bit slanted toward the benefit of Mexico?  Me too.

Oh wait.  Is there anybody left in Mexico City?  I kind of figured they all had left and are living in Los Angeles, Utah, Arizona and Nevada. But then again, maybe not. 

Anyhow, now let us take a look at the European Union. There are, or rather were, 28 countries in the European Union. It was crafted to knit together countries with differing interests, languages, political leanings, religions, wealth, natural resources, histories and agendas.  Many of these countries had been warring with each other for more than 1,000 years. They had undergone the Hundred Years War.  The War of the Roses. The Napoleonic Wars.  The War of British Succession.  And World Wars One and Two, to name just a few.  There's an area between France and Germany, for example, called "Alsace-Lorraine."  It's a stretch about 30 miles wide and a hundred miles long that reflects what happens when two countries fight wars with each other over a period of a millenia.  The residents of this patch of dirt all speak French and German, because one country or the other had "owned" this land at one time or another over a millennia. 

So these 28 disparate countries decided that banding together into one large economic group could benefit them all financially through enhanced trade, while also removing any chance they would take up arms against one another ever again. Kind of a"mutually assured prosperity" thing.

That's what we call one of them there good ideas on paper, that just don't work out so very well in practical application. 

So the EU got going in 1973 and picked up speed, adding more and more countries, until just this past week.  That's when the fromage, as they say, got binding.

Countries, you see, are kind of like people.  Some are self-reliant, hard-working, self-sufficient, penurious and proud. Some are quite the opposite, being often lazy, self-centered, boneheaded, drunken partying spendthrifts, desiring that their more focused and hard-working neighbors provide them with support. Count Germany among the former, and Greece among the latter. 

So over the years Germany and Switzerland and the United Kingdom had to pony up $billions in aid to the countries that overspent and overindulged.  That group would include France and Spain and Portugal and Italy, in addition to the aforementioned Greece.  We're talking bailing out those countries with $billions in foreign aid so they wouldn't have to go bankrupt!  Kind of like what the U.S. is now going through to help Puerto Rico keep from pulling the plug. 

And where were the rules and regulations being made and passed down to their member countries?  Brussels, Belgium. 

Brussels, a big town in a small country, most notable for being the location of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, and the armed forces that protect it, called "USAREUR," for United States Army - Europe. 

But Belgium was small potatoes in terms of gross national product, or the ability to contribute the big tax receipts necessary to cover the costs of running the EU.  And the Big Time Countries, Germany, Switzerland and the United Kingdom, were on the paying end of that equation.  Think of the United States and its relationship to the United Nations: We pay 30% of the entire costs of running that Band of Bozos.  Why? Beats me.

And so the "paying countries" were growing ever more weary with that situation.  Plus, Brussels was demanding that their member countries take more and more Syrian Muslim refugees.  

As you likely know, the flood of Syrian refugees resulted from Barry Obama's little "Red Line in the Sand."  He drew it when Bashir al Assad, Syria's Prez, started making a hobby out of gassing his people.  To death.  Barry took issue with that. Told Assad, he did, that if he didn't stop, he would come across that Red Line and smack him around a little.  Assad didn't stop.  Barry went golfing.  Seems he does that a lot.

So the flood of Syrian refugees reached a fever pitch. Hundreds of thousands of them began streaming into Europe.  The EU demanded that its member countries take them. Some blanched at having their ethnic, economic, democratic and religious makeup changed forever by an influx of tens of thousands of mainly mid-twenties, uneducated, poor Muslim men.  Too bad, the EU said.  Get over it.

They haven't. 

And so the United Kingdom decided to have a referendum, which is a vote on whether their good folks wanted to continue in the EU, coughing up $billions to their lesser neighbors, or exit ("Brexit"), regaining their sovereignty once again. And that referendum took place a week ago.  And the Brits, in a squeaker, decided to bid adieu to the EU.  Let's take a deep dive into why they felt that way:

  -  The Banana Regulation:  Yes, you read that right.  A 1994 Brussels regulation dictated that fruit could not be too curvy or it could not be sold.  That reg specified that fruit must be "free from abnormal curvature."  Why?  Don't know.  But there just could not be bendy bananas or crooked cucumbers.  Make sense?  Not to me.  Not to them.

  -  EU regs out of Brussels started phasing out incandescent light bulbs in 2009, starting with 60w bulbs.  By 2011 they were all phased out.  The EU didn't like them because they "wasted energy."  We did the same, and for the same reason. But many folks over there started reporting an uptick in epileptic fits due to the flickering of the florescent bulbs. Perhaps their differing voltage standards has something to do with that.

  -  In 2014 the EU banned the purchase of vacuum cleaners over 1,600 watts and hair dryers over 1,000 watts as part of a drive to reduce the use of electricity usage. Somehow forcing the U.K. to use less so that others could use more didn't sit well with our British friends.

  -  Would you believe that the EU doesn't believe that drinking water does not prevent dehydration.  Whaaaat? That's right.  If you're dehydrated, the Boys from Brussels tell you "don't drink water."  The EU won't let those who sell water in plastic bottles state on the label that it will reduce dehydration.  This is what's called micromanagement via bureaucratic interference.  It's also called stupid.

  -  In 2011 the EU adopted laws that state diabetics who have had two or more episodes of hypoglycemia, or light headedness due to low blood sugar, could lose their driving privileges.  They would be forced to report such episodes to the "Driver and Vehicle Licensing Agency," which could then require that you fork over your license. And no, I'm not making that Orwellian title up. 

  -  In the EU it's illegal to eat your pet horse.  You read that right.  In 2009 a new law was dumped on the Great Unwashed over there specifying that it had been reported that up to two million pet horses were being eaten every year, and that could not be permitted to continue!  Thus, every pet horse, as well as ponies, donkeys and zebras (!), would be required to have a "Horse Passport."  And on this Passport the owner would be required to list whether the horse was a pet and whether it would be eaten at the end of its useful life (!).  The Passport could not be changed later.  As if somebody would actually want to.

  -  In 2010 a new directive came forth relating to fruits, jellies, jams, marmalades and sweetened chestnut puree intended for human consumption.  The EU's rules stated that a preserve must contain at least 60% sugar to be called a jam. Anything containing less had to be called a "fruit spread," while a low sugar jam with less than 50% sugar was to be called a "conserve."  Are these people for real?

  -  And lastly, for this little exercise, the EU decided three years ago that restaurants could no longer refill their glass jars containing olive oil from their tables.  It seems that restauranteurs would refill those dispensers each day with fresh oil for the next shift. This angered the EU-types for some strange reason.  They decided that only plastic non-refillable olive oil dispensers could henceforth be used, meaning that the restaurants had to toss out the unused oil at the end of each day.  Olive oil costs money.  But it doesn't cost the EU dictators anything, apparently.

Now you know how the majority of Brits felt going into last week's election.

Theirs was a battle between the forces of nationalism vs. globalism.  Their pride in making their own decisions as opposed to having those decisions made for them from afar. 

And of unfettered immigration vs. maintenance of the status quo.  In other words, preventing potentially dangerous uncontrolled immigration of hundreds of thousands of primarily Syrian Muslim men, as demanded by their overlords on the Continent, or maintaining control of their borders and their cultural equilibrium.  Perhaps you've heard about people being beheaded in broad daylight on the streets of London. Would have a tendency to cause one to want to retain their cultural identity, wouldn't it?

They chose to bolt.  And the world went nuts!  Stock markets plummeted!  Dire predictions of doom and desperation were bandied about by all sorts of talking head pundits! Pissed off EU dandies who saw a major chunk of their funding going away fussed and fumed in disgust!  It was as if the U.S. voted to get out of the U.N., and the U.N. came to the realization that their sugar daddy had finally cut off the allowance. Even a chunk of Scotland, which voted to remain in the EU, threatened to leave the United Kingdom. Many, but not most, of the Brits were against the move.  But the "most" were overjoyed to finally see a light at the end of the tunnel...that was no longer the headlight of an oncoming train.  

The U.K. voted to take control of their country once again. And a parallel can be drawn with what's now happening here in America.  The election that looms in front of us will tell us whether our populace is happy with our headlong dive into globalism, and socialism, courtesy of the Obama Administration, or a return to more America-centric immigration, military, energy, environmental, taxation and spending policies of the good ol' days.     

The Brits have voted.  It's our turn come November...

And so, my friends, I wish you a very happy Independence Day!  Go forth and consume mass quantities of burgers and hot dogs!  And remember, were it not for the sacrifices of our Founding Fathers...and Mothers...today we would be noshing on bangers and mash...