"Brace Yourself for a Very Dark Winter..."

(I'm very pleased to welcome as a guest columnist Ms. Christine Reichert from J. D. Vance's Commonwealth of Ohio.  She's felt the need to opine on her state of mind, and asked that I include her thoughts on my humble blog.  It's my privilege to do so.

Oh yeah, in addition to a gifted writer, Christine is also my Granddaughter...)

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"Mortgage rates: 7.08% for 30 year fixed.

Gas up, food up, baby formula hard to find...etc., etc.

On a note closer to home, I've had level billing on fuel oil at $236 for over a year...and keep furnace at a chilly 65 degrees.  AC's always at a very warm 75 - 77.  Other than a smaller hot tub at 104 degrees, which is my therapy for pain and insomnia, I am ultra conservative on my use of anything regarding utilities.  I close off rooms, keep on surge switches, and only turn them on with use.

So you can understand my surprise when I received a love note from the power company saying, "An adjustment is needed to your "Budget Billing Plan" to better reflect your actual usage.  Your BBB will change from $78 $342, effective immediately."  

First of all, where did $78 come from?  And how did it become $342?  I've complained, of course, but I'm not holding out much hope of finding out the answers...

Anyway, I've done my best to winterize and will do more as needed.  And if "Dementia Dan" is right, "It's going to be a very dark winter."  Not only can he foretell the future, he's in control of it (italics mine)..." 

Good luck, Christine, and to all the other Christines out there.  This may be our one and only chance to right our Ship of State...

Memo to Paul Pelosi:

A hammer don't get it.

                           Buy a gun!

No doubt you've heard by now, 82 year-old Mr. Nancy Pelosi, Paul, was attacked whilst sleeping in his palatial San Franpoopco mansion.  By a guy who was apparently looking for his (in)famous wife, San Fran Nan.  She wasn't home at the time.  She was galavanting all around the globe, in our plane, on our dime (x many $zeros), taking her final bow before she's ousted after trying her best to screw up America for the past 50 years.

Whadda' wanna' bet O'Biden appoints her as Ambassador to the Vatican.  A permanent vacation.  Fitting.  I wonder if she then gets religion?

But Paul, having just dusted himself off from a booze-filled effort to reorganize the architecture of a pricey 911SC Porsche, attempted to defend himself from his attacker using a hammer.  No information as to the manufacturer of the hammer.  Not a good choice, though.  His 42 year-old attacker, in his underwear, took the hammer away from him and beat him senseless.  Fractured his skull, the perp did.  The word is Mr. Nan is recovering from surgery in a San Fran hospital and expected to make a full recovery.  Good for him.  

Gotta' get back to that day trading off Nancy's insider trading, getting richer...and richer...and richer...

It might have been a better choice for Paul to have armed himself with one of those firearm thingies he and his crowd hates so much.  Especially now that he's aged.  Near decrepit, he is.  Had he decided to pack some heat, say a nice, light .38 revolver (my personal choice, only 14.5 oz.), or a compact semi-auto 9mm, which also makes nice neat holes, he could have simply pulled it out from under his pillow and blown his attacker away.  

Boomsky!  End of story...

I know he probably hates the term, but gun "trumps" hammer nearly every time.  I personally never go anywhere without "personal protection."  And I recommend all the other oldsters do the same.  I must admit, that phrase "personal protection" takes on an entirely new meaning when you get to be my age...  

A nice, well-fitted firearm will add about 10" to your height, BTW, and about 75 lbs. to your weight.  

And although cold and inanimate, like his wife, guns could give Paul that warm and fuzzy feeling.  Like a hot cup of cocoa after a run down the slopes.  Like a big hug from your mother.  That's because the older you get, the more you need these tools.  And women, too.  In fact, the FBI's recent stats say women are buying some 60% of all new weapons purchased.  And Black women are purchasing more than 56% of those!  What's that tell ya' a week before the Mid Term elections?  

Good for them, I say.  It was said of Samuel Colt, inventor of the famous Colt .45 Peacemaker, the Gun That Won the West, "God made women.  Sam Colt made them all equal."  

Bravo!

Paul could have opened his attacker up like a can of tuna.  He could have let the air out of him, with extreme prejudice.  Painted a nice mosaic on his chest with lead.  Emptied the magazine just to be sure he got the message.  Delivered at about 1,000 feet per second.  And he could have left a loud and reverberating message to all others who might harbor a notion of causing future harm.  He could have passed along the warning that even in the Hellhole of his wife's making, it's not nice to beat up old men...  

But no, Mr. Pelosi, and I'm guessing most other Taxifornia Liberals, believe that the job of protecting us should be left to the professionals (or a hammer?).  Those "Boys in Blue" that they've so terribly castigated and abused and mistreated over the years.  I remember when I moved to the once-Golden State of Taxifornia back in the 70's, it was a safe place to live and grow a family.  Not now.  Not after your wife got though with it, Mr. Pelosi.  Like she's now trying to do to America.  Make it a carbon copy of San Franpoopco, writ large, she wishes.  Well, Mr. Pelosi, and by extension to Nan, if she happens to read this:  

In MY world, WE quell the threats.  WE don't wait for gubmint servants to stop by and protect us when the spirit moves them.  WE'RE some of the more than 100,000,000 American gun owners proudly owning more than 453,000,000 firearms (FBI, June, 2021).  And WE'LL leave it to them to mop up the (non) crime scene and write up the report, of course.  Call CSI and the meat wagon and all that.  Tell the reporters present that it's a non-story.  It's called the "Castle Doctrine."  A citizen protects himself from a criminal attack and sends a would-be perpetrator to an early meeting with his maker.  It should be stressed that we won't judge the attacker;  we'll just move up the appointment... 

I just love it when I get the chance to gloat...

A Parade...

Democrats and those on the Left generally believe that Republicans have been hipppmotizzzed by Donald J. Trump and are following him slavishly wherever he goes.  Like the SS storm troopers did for Hitler back during WW2.  Certainly Liz ("I hate The Donald!") Cheney thinks so.  She and they would be quite wrong, of course, because she and they stopped conferring with their constituents.  They are completely, unabashedly, remarkably, continually wrong.  

Picture, if you will, a scenario that goes more like this...

Picture a nice, sunny Summer morning in beautiful downtown Manhattan, USA.  It's July, 2015, and Donald J. Trump steps out into the middle of 5th Avenue and starts walking.  Sensing something, he looks over his shoulder and sees...a parade!  A parade of tens of thousands right behind him, marching down 5th Avenue.  A parade of pissed off taxpayers, demanding of change in the way their Government treats them, and in how their money's spent.  And so long as he's walking in front of him, they'll keep walking behind.  

Get it?

They wanted the policies he espoused.  They were waiting for a savior to finally espouse the Conservative principles by which they live their daily lives, and want their Country to run as well.  They wanted the Government off their necks, and out of their businesses, and their wallets, and their bedrooms.  They wanted an end to the Regulatory State, and the guy at the front of the parade that day promised to deliver it.  

And then he did.

They were willing to overlook his bombastic, loud, rude, often insufferable personality traits because he was on their side.  Finally!  Somebody on their side!  And he proved it by forcing through legislation that actually lowered our taxes for the first time in more than two decades.  

(Don't believe the Democrats when they tell you the Trump tax cuts benefitted the rich unfairly.  They didn't.  They lie.  Like a rug.)  

And he opened our oil and gas energy resources.  He opened fracking both on and off shore.  His doing so brought gas prices down to an average of $2.46 a gallon when O'Biden took office.  Oh, and our inflation rate was 2.1% back then.  You didn't need a mortgage to buy a new car.  You could afford to eat.  Your babies had formula.  Putin wasn't threatening nuclear war. 164,000,000 Americans were employed, equaling 64% of our work force, an all-time high.  People were happy.  

Back to the point.  The "people," those previously happy folks who O'Biden derisively calls the "Mega Maga Trickle Downs," whatever the Hell that means, aren't following Trump.  They're following what Trump did for them, and they hope might do again.  And the more those on the Loud Left scream, the more likely that "parade" will continue.  And grow.  As it is growing right now.  And will continue to grow until The People get their way...      

Down 5th Avenue.  And down Main Streets all over America...     

The Parable of the Frog...

The young, those of working age, will never know of the many and varied freedoms they have lost.  And they likely may never learn of them except from their elders.  From those who know of them first hand.  From folks like me...

Have you ever heard of the parable of the "Frog in the Pot?"  No?  I know most of those who have been working for "The Man" lo' these decades know of it first hand, painfully.  But for those who don't, it goes something like this...

Were you to toss a frog into a pot of boiling water, it would of course jump out immediately.  To save its life.  To save its little amphibian life.  

However, if you were to gently place a frog into a pot of lukewarm water, and then turn up the heat, to high, the water would soon boil.  And the frog would sit there, slowing turning a bright red, cooking to death.

We are that frog, fellow Americans.  And we are living in a pot of ever warming water.  Which will soon consume us.  And our great Country.  Every time somebody has to gas up, paying an artificially-high price to placate some climate activist somewhere, they know they're the frog.

Every time somebody has to look over his shoulder in fear, because a Left-wing prosecutor keeps letting hardened criminals out of jail, just to prove some social experiment, we know we are that frog.  While we pay the price for their blunders. 

Every time you have to buy groceries, and know that just a couple of years ago you could afford to eat what you wanted, and now know you'll be lucky just to afford to eat, due entirely to the Administration's clueless policies, you know you're that frog. 

And every time your President looks you in the eye, and lies to you, straight on, in order to get you to believe what he's telling you instead of your lying eyes, you know you're the frog.

There's only one way out.  We have to turn down the heat.  And restore normalcy.  We have to restore the Rule of Law.  We have to put people in charge who will go by what the Constitution says, rather than what they would like it to say.  

That return to normalcy could very well happen come November 8th.  Strong Republican electoral results could help build an all-important firewall against Joe O'Biden and whomever is behind The Curtain, calling his shots.  For it's obviously not him...

Keep your fingers crossed.  We need to save that frog.  And our Country...

Elder Abuse...

My formal training in Clinical Psychology tells me that the people around President Joe O'Biden are guilty of elder abuse.      

Yes, yes they are.  Did you watch the press conference last Wednesday?  In it he struggled for the entire speech to read the words quite obviously written by someone else.  About a subject he quite obviously knows not a whit.  All while focusing his fading eyes, intently, squintingly, on the TelePrompTer so he wouldn't make any (more) flubs.  

As he flubbed, time, after time, after time...

It's plain he doesn't know what they're forcing him to read.  And that he hasn't read it before.  And that most alarmingly, he has no idea how capitalism works, else he'd rebuff their writings.  As so much claptrap.  As if written by sophomoric idealogues, trying to win an "A" from their poli sci prof.  

Face it:  Good ol' Joe has never signed a check on its face.  Or hired or fired anybody.  Never even run a 7/11.  He actually told the gathered reporters this week that the people who run the oil companies should shower their profits on those who gas up every day.  Instead of their shareholders.  As they are legally required to do.  And would get sued if they didn't.  And thrown in the Gray Bar Hotel.  It's called a "fiscal and fiduciary responsibility."  And everyone who handles money owned by others must be bound by those laws.  A fact that I'm sure would surprise him.  As he proves every time he opens his privileged mouth...

He told us that when the price of a barrel of oil goes down, the price of gas at your pump should go down as well.  Concomitantly.  Directly.  Instantly, I presume!  Is he aware that fully 95% of all the gas stations in America are owned by the moms and pops who run them?  Individual entrepreneurs who are trying to eke out a living at $0.05 cents a gallon profit, and having to sell hot dogs and potato chips on the side in order to do so?  The Big Oil companies sold their interests in gas stations back in the 90's so they couldn't be used as leverage against them like they're trying to do today.  

Big Oil doesn't set prices.  The energy market does.  And when the White House dumps millions of barrels of our Strategic Petroleum Reserve oil on it, meant for true emergencies, it only messes up normal supply lines.  And pisses off Saudi Arabia.  And reduces our chances of recovery the next time a hurricane knocks out the Louisiana refineries.  Which could happen before the end of this month...

I'm pretty sure, just by watching intently, that they've taken a crusty old, centrist-Democrat politician, who never had an original thought, but is now suffering from early onset dementia, and are trotting him out every day as if on que to spew out the crap they've conjured up behind the scenes.  Like an automaton.  An empty suit.  An avatar.  Jerry Mahoney to somebody's Paul Winchell (look it up).

Who's running our Country, again?

BTW, what they're doing to O'Biden is illegal, IMO.  It's called "Elder Abuse."  And Public Code 368 here in Taxifornia makes it a felony to abuse those over the age 65.  And Joe is waaaaay over the age 65.  And dragging him from place to place and making him say stuff and not letting him watch TV so he doesn't know what's happening, without even a nap, only for that damm ice cream cone is abuse!  I think we should say something to somebody about they way they're treating our President, don't you?   

I now know what O'Biden has to say, and I don't like it.  And most of America doesn't, either.  And they're going to express that opinion, loudly, come November 8th.  And O'Biden and his crowd will be the lamest of ducks for the next two years.  And the Republicans can begin to try and clean up the gigantic mess O'Biden has made.  But until then, I'd really like to know who's writing the words they're forcing him to read off that TelePrompTer?  

And is the ice cream cone they give him his only reward for reading the words verbatim without stamping his aging, Gucci-clad feet?  

Attempted Murder...

In an effort to lighten the mood a tad, now that we've been deeply immersed in politics lo these many months, I've decided to dig into my upcoming book entitled, "You Can't Make This Sh*t Up!," and extract a bit of history you might find of interest.  I certainly did...

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I'm pleased to report that I was only arrested for attempted murder just the one time...

It was back during my pool shooting days, and I was trolling the local bars for my daily bread.  And butter.  And this particular day I was doing a bit of hustling at a Black bar called "O.C. Bruner's B.B.Q."  It was on the "wrong" side of Marshall, Missouri, my little college town.  And thus close by for a little fishing, if you get my drift...

It was a Saturday evening.  Bruner's was a beer bar that catered to those who love good food, which is everybody, and the Black crowd, which had no other decent place to go.  A beer bar full of Black people, all raising Hell, juke box blaring.  And me.  Glaring White, like a neon sign...

There was this late-teen/early twenties Black kid who thought he could play pool.  And me, who thought he couldn't.  So we played a bit to find out.  With the skids greased by $10 a game.  Tall money back then.  This was no game.

And to make sure it wasn't a game, but a contribution, I proceeded to lighten him up by a $Hundred or so over a couple of hours.  While his girlfriend watched.  And continually harangued him for being a loser.  And while he kept getting drunker...and drunker...and drunker.

Upon the loss of the umpteenth game, he decided to take his frustration out on me with a pool cue.  One he waved over his head as he charged at me.  At full tilt.  At the last minute I managed to step just out of his way and grabbed the back of his shirt and his belt as he whizzed by.  I kept his momentum going as he passed by on his way to a nearby...brick wall.  

An immovable brick wall.

His head made this awful "crunch" as it hit.  He folded like a cheap tent.  Right to the floor.  The juke box stopped.  And then there was silence.  

Soon O.C. called an ambulance and somebody called the fuzz.  They both came at about the same time, one rending care to the kid, and one hooking me up and taking me away.

Charged with attempted murder.  Me.  Just a big, dumb pool professional.  Who was only happy at the time, if he could make you unhappy.  It was sort of a drug.  An addiction.  Peeling people like grapes.  And then blowing the proceeds in all sorts of wasteful pursuits.

Jealous, yet? 

Well, fellow Patriots, this became one of those "learning moments" Obama talked about.  Maybe he had personal experience.  Anyway, they tossed my scared ass into a cold, gray cell and slammed the door shut.  I sat there trying to figure out how to get out of this, knowing that the other guy started it, and knowing it had occurred in potentially "enemy" territory.  This was MLK days, remember?  I must tell you, I was more frightened at this moment than perhaps at any other time before or since.

But the worst was not to be!  My best friend Jim Igo's dad was a retired county judge.  And when Jim told him of my perilous situation, he intervened.  He showed up at about 3:00 a.m. with a wad of $100 bills.  He was joined by the Chief and a couple of officers.  Jim's dad, Joe, reached in his pocked, pulled out that wad that would choke a Clydesdale, and asked, "How much to get my boy Chuck here out of jail?"  Ahhh!  My savior!

As it turned out, Joe's money was unneeded.  Turns out O.C. Bruner drove down to the jail to set the record straight.  He told the true story.  He backed me, a White kid, over the other guy,* and got me sprung.  Just in time for day break.

A sunrise I shall never forget.  Following a night I shall never forget.  I was free.  And I swore to never, ever hustle pool again.  A promise which I broke, before dark that day, as I recall...  

*  Oh yeah, the smartass who almost lost his mind over a game of pool...survived.  The bleeding out of his ears decided to stop.  So my charges were dropped and I learned my lesson (not).  And this dude no doubt went on to contribute his hard-earned cash to many other nice guys like me in the future...

Cops. A Horror Story...

There are 668,288 cops of all flavor employed in the United States of America.  Only.

That's as of 2019, and the most recent stats I could find.  But we had 708,769 of our men and women in blue way back in 2008.  Seattle is down more than 500 officers right now.  And the Democrat Party's recent "Defund the Police" movement has surely contributed to a 10% - 15% reduction in their total force as of today.  While our population is growing steadily.  Especially with unvetted "visitors" from 185 different countries, so far. 

Even Burkina Faso, if you can believe it.

So the Big Blue Cities eliminating the limited immunity of their police.  And their Soros-installed D.A.'s are turning perps loose faster than the cops can finish the booking papers.  And in many cities they cannot even chase criminals if they choose to run away.  Or drive away.  

Their police are responding by bolting for other locales.  Even suburbs just outside the cities they just left.  Sort of a Big Finger to the folks who treated them like garbage.  But the net effect of treating the criminal like they are the victims has resulted in our grandest and oldest cities becoming human wastelands.  One cannot go a block in downtown Lost Angeles without encountering encampments of the homeless.  Poor, lost addicts shooting up in broad daylight.  Defecating in the doorways of (previously) fancy, white tablecloth restaurants.  Where the expected diners are now absent.  

Even Los Angeles County's Sheriff, Alex Valenzuela, has advised his citizens not to come to downtown L. A. if they can help it.  And if they do, leave their wristwatches and rings and other jewelry at home, don't drive the Lamborghini, and just Uber-it.

And all that's on top of the "war on cops" we see unfolding on the streets of our major cities today.  More than 250 cops have been killed so far this year, and at least a dozen were assassinated!   But what are they to do when the city councils which control their work lives secretly seem to hate them, and prove it with every law they pass.  Think Portland, and Seattle, and Sacramento, and Lost Angeles, and Chicago, and Philadelphia, and Baltimore, and New Orleans, and New Yawk.  

Yes, New Yawk.  The previously safest big city in the country.  Where you now take your life in your hands every time you ride the subway.  And they tax you out of your socks if you try to drive. 

The "3%" of Bad Guys that were historically kept at bay by a small but vibrant police force...have now seized the upper hand.  The Visigoths are at the gates (Google it).  And we don't have the trained, fully-supported police force to counteract them.  Thank you "wokeness."  

Oh yeah, and here's some more really interesting stats.  Did you know that 89.1% of our population lives in cities of greater than 50,000 population?*  And that if they wished to increase their chances of living through errant gunfire, all they'd have to do is move?*  To a smaller town? 

And did you know that 59,849,899 of our citizens live in our 100 largest, most urban cities?**  Or did, as these are the cities which are losing population faster than all others.  But how about this:  59,492,267 of our citizens live in what our Gubmint calls a "Rural" area.  Not small, but smaller than these big cities.  Or, what they used to call, "Flyover Country."

And that's where many of the cops who've been forced to leave the Big Blues are winding up.  Running to.  Places like Pierre, SD.  Or Salina, KS.  Or Hastings, NB.  Or Rifle, CO.  Maybe they'll earn a little less, but the citizens will love to have them there, they'll be treated like pure gold, and it will sure cost them a lot less to live.

And they may even get to keep on living...

*     FBI, 2020

**   Dept. of the Interior

A Political Earthquake...

And not only a political earthquake.  A political, economic, legislative, social, spiritual and generational earthquake.  One that has been hinted at, but never even hoped for by the most optimistic Republican.  Until now.

And it will occur this coming November 8th...

I've been observing this political stuff for more than 60 years now, having lived through every recession and every election since Eisenhower.  And I tend to think I have an inside track on what's going to happen come November.  So I thought I's pass along my thoughts on what the future just might bring...  

Unlike what the polls would have you believe,* I predict that the Republicans will own a total of 253 seats in the House of Representatives by the time the dust settles come November.  And we know it takes 218 for control (they're at 208 right now), thus giving Republicans a huge majority, and perhaps one capable of sustaining vetoes.

And I predict that Republicans will have a total of 53 Senators when the Election's over, when the best they could hope for previously, they said, was 51.

And I believe that Republicans win state house and senate races and governorships in states where there hasn't been a trace of red in decades.  New Hampshire, Delaware, Washington, Oregon.  A Republican may well win the New York  and Oregon governorships, fergodsake!    

And I believe that the Democrat Party will be in a shambles by the time this Election is over.  Joe O'Biden will be the lamest of ducks for two full years, assuming he doesn't get 25th Amendment-ed beforehand.  I mean, they drag him from place to place, make him sign papers and read words somebody else wrote, and then don't even give him enough ice cream! 

And San Fran Nan Pelosi will be Ambassador to Italy, the January 6th Commission will be disbanded and Trump's subpoena quashed, with extreme prejudice, Sandy Cortez will be arrested for non-payment of back taxes, Hunter Biden will be indicted on FARA charges, and so might his mumbling dad, and that shrill, condescending, raging harpy Liz Cheney will finally get her talk show on MSPMS.

So fear not, fellow Patriots.  All will soon be right with the world.  And the commie pinko dummmass liberal weenies will be sent packing...  

*Almost all the pollsters are owned by large media corporations (ABC/CBS/PBS, etc.), and lean so far left they're falling down.  They routinely advantage Democrats in polling by 6 - 8%.  That's why they're almost always wrong, and embarrassingly so.  Except they're not embarrassed... 

When "Climate Change" Started...

Having given this a lot of thought, which is what I do, I've decided that "Climate Change" started on the very same day the Supreme Court decided we know longer needed to have our kids say the Pledge of Allegiance in public schools.  

That was on February 22, 1953.

I think it contributed to, and signaled a decline in, the general level and expression of faith in our Country.  And certainly in the Government's support for a show of faith, which it has always downplayed.  And should, perhaps.  

People need something greater than their puny selves to believe in.  That's my opinion, at least.  Perhaps you agree.  They need God, or Mohammed, or Budda, or "a god," or perhaps even just a carved stone monolith to believe in.  so, "Under God," in the Pledge, which is about as generic as you can get, in my opinion has been replaced with...

...the "Great God Climate Change!"

No longer is it "Global Warming."  Nope, they had to abandon that moniker once it was discovered the Earth wasn't warming sufficiently.  So they had to come up with something that worked no matter what Mother Nature chose to do.  They arrived at "Climate Change."  It gets warmer, the climate "changed."  It gets cooler, the climate "changed."  They've got it coming and going.  Pretty smart, eh?

It's the modern example of "Chicken Little."  The sky will certainly be falling (for the godless heathens), they tell us, and soon, unless we give them unlimited power, unlimited money, and relinquish our civil rights.  Just for awhile, they tell us.  Until they "fix" things and we can get "back to normal."  

I think those same words were spoken in gasthauses throughout Germany starting in about 1936.

So those with enough wealth and income to elevate themselves up from the flinty, daily fight for enough to eat, and enough warmth to keep body and soul together, are now choosing to obsess over a man-made problem.  No, not "Climate Change."  The obsessing over it.  Which is what the godless elite do for a living...

I submit that once we stopped believing in God, or "a" God, even, someone or something to smite us silly if we swerved off the straight and narrow, we became subject mentally and emotionally to any con man who offers up something bigger and better than ourselves to believe in. 

God, I love long sentences, don't you?

Like natives on a desert island who see a plane fly over and begin building monuments to it, some have now chosen to buy in to the falacy that our Earth will turn into a cinder block in 8, 10, or 12 years, take your pick.

I choose to simply ignore the lot of them.  They're a bunch of overeducated fools.  And they're breathing my air.  And they're messing up my Country!  The one I fought for!  Stop it! 

But they won't.  We're going to have to use the only socially-acceptable tool we have to wrest these commie fools from office.  In just a few short weeks.  And then we'll fumigate and try and get back to normal.

Golly gee, fellow Pilgrim, Gov. DeSantis' rebuilding project has nothing on ours.  He's got to rebuild a state.  We have to rebuild a country...

"Who Could Possibly Want This?"

I had one of "those" conversations with a daughter one cannot possibly have until they're fully baked.  As in grown up completely.  With a career, a family, a mortgage, and a big tax bill every year she must pay to support those in our society who choose not to work.  

In this case the daughter is my eldest, and perhaps most beautiful (her sisters likely disagree), and exceedingly smart.  And the scales have been sufficiently removed from her eyes that she now knows she doesn't know everything.  And needs to learn.  From those without bias.  Not including our so-called "MainStreamMedia."  So she seeks knowledge wherever she can find it.  And sometimes from her dear old Dad.

We talked about the state of America today.  What's running right, and what's running wrong.  And that we're only a month or so out from the Mid-Term Elections.  And what that meant to us, her family and me.  And America.  

And what it means if the Republicans win the House, or maybe even the Senate, and what if they don't.

We talked about the rapid escalation in the cost of everything.  Food, fuel, baby formula.  Everything!  And how just two short years ago we had none of those problems.  We had a level of abundance the rest of the world envied.  And that her vote, and the vote of her friends and neighbors, could bring back some sanity to our miserable little lives.

Remember, I told her, the Democrat Party is and has been in complete control of all three branches of Government: the House, the Senate, and the Presidency.  So whatever you dislike, you know who to blame.  

My eldest daughter is a product of our liberal State and education system.  She's been taught to like what we're all seeing as unlikeable.  And she's rebelling.  Enough so that she's watching podcasts, from both the Left and the Right, and beginning to form her own opinions.  What a concept!  Like so many other liberal-trained and -fed Taxifornians, she's beginning to see the Light.  That's with a capital "L."    

And she was blunt in was blunt in her assessment after having surveyed the carnage of just two years of living under Liberal, "Progressive" management: 

       "Who could possibly want this?"  

Their Abortion Solution...

I just learned from the most recent Pew Poll that likely Democrat voters are very concerned over abortion.  Very conerned.

But of course you knew that, didn't you?

In fact, they say that after "crime," "inflation," and their never-ending quest for "gun control," they rank the "loss of democracy," just ahead of #5, "abortion," as what will motivate them to travel on down to the voting booth come November 7th. 

Not the price of gas at the pump, or the inability to buy baby formula, or rampant inflation eroding our earning power, or our energy deficit, or an impending nuclear war, just the fear they won't be able to get an abortion in the future.  

Where do these people live?  What do they do? 

Well, fellow Patriots, if you know any of these folks, please pass along to them that we don't have a "democracy."  We have a "Representative Republic."  We vote to elect people who vote for things in our names.  They should know that this saves us from the vagaries of a pure democracy, such as the one that brought down Rome, and if they'd gone to the classes we likely paid for instead of protesting, they'd know it.

And they don't have to worry about "abortion," either.  If they live in one of the 27 states that worship it, and make it available through the third grade, they'll make sure you get one any time you need it.  Lots of them, in fact!  I hear they'll offer one free with ten...

And if they don't make it easy, simply call Taxifornia's Boy Guv, Gavin Newsom,* or Kathy Hochul, unelected Guv of New Yawk, and they'll send a jet to get you, free of charge.  Illinois will too, I hear.  They've declared Illinois a "beacon of reproductive freedom" in a sea of "bright red states."

How quaint.

So please let these folks know that there's some really, really big stuff to worry about out there besides the above-stated reasons.  But of course, I'll add that if they could be convinced of reality, they wouldn't be the dumass liberal weenies that they are, now would they?

*   Slick Boy Guv also just announced that Taxifornia now welcomes any and all transgender yout's, from anywhere in the world.  Golly, we have lots of money, don't we?  I wonder which minority group Taxifornia will next adopt? 

"Wounded Warriors"

I wonder why we citizens permit those organizations you see on TV to pay off mortgages and build new homes for our "Wounded Warriors?"  

Not that I'm against mortgages being paid off in general, you understand, or their mortgages in particular.  

I'm using that term "Wounded Warriors" generically, to cover the four or five of these organizations who are in this business.  Or, rather mission of love.

This category of free home recipients should include the families of those sworn officers and military veterans who are severely disabled or killed in the line of duty.  All of them.  We sent them out to do our bidding, often armed, and then they came home in a box.  You know who they are.  And so far as I know, with the possible exception of the company mentioned above, all of them are reputable, above-board and to be commended.

Deserving of particular note is "Tunnel to Towers" Foundation, which was started by the brother of a fallen firefighter, who died in on 9/11.  And they have built hundreds of homes, turn-key paid for, since then.

Think of "Paralyzed Veterans of America."  And "Disabled Veterans of America."  And of course, "Wounded Warriors."  There may well be others.  They all ask you (beg you?) for $11.00 a month.  Or $19.00 a month.  Or some other amount on a subscription basis, so they can take a run at your credit card each and every month.  With millions of us subjected to those heart-rending ads, which of course are non-profit, the amounts they collect are staggering.  And I ask, WHY?

Why should it befall to us, the willing subscription giving, to pay once again for the care and feeding of our wounded or fallen warriors?  We've already paid for it once!  In our taxes!  Our Government should be stepping up and taking care of the widows and families of those who have died or been severely wounded carrying our torches.  And it's frankly a shame that we're not.

Let's you and I start a movement.  One designed to get some attention paid to this important issue.  If we can sent nearly a $Trillion Dollars to Ukraine, and we have, why can't we build a few homes for our fallen warriors?   

*   Some of "WW's" executives were caught with their hands in the financial cookie jar a few years back, but they may have cleaned up their act since then.

"MAGA"

You're gonna' have to help me here.  

The Maine Department of Education has just branded the term "MAGA" as a form of covert racism and White supremacy.

Huh...?

Now then, fellow 'Muricans, I need an interpreter.  I know that we're deep into "1984," where words no longer mean what they once did.  So I know "MAGA" means "Make America Great Again."  And nobody with America's best interests at heart could possibly be against that.  Could they?  And I would assume everybody wants to make, and keep, America great again.  'Cause it sure as Hell isn't so great right now.  Like my beautiful eldest daughter said to me last evening, "Who could possibly want what we now have?  

What's controversial about that?  

And "Republicans" are members of one of the two political parties here in 'Murica.  Those who studied "equity, inclusion and somethingorother" instead of civics may not know that.  The Republican Party believes in the Gubmint keeping its hands out of our pockets.  And in low taxes.  Just enough to do our business and keep us safe.  And a strong military to do just that.  And police on every corner where there's crime.  And to place, and keep, God in our forefront, always.

So surely "Republicans" can't be racist.  Or guilty of White supremacy.  That would be the Democrat Party.  Whose members formed and supported the Ku Klux Klan.  for almost a century.  And did their very best to keep Blacks from getting equal treatment under the law by voting in lockstep against the Civil Rights Act of 1962.   

But presumably knowing this (am I being too generous?), Maine's Democrat Guv Janet Mills is refusing to remove a taxpayer-funded video on her State's website that proclaimed "MAGA" as racist.

Other examples of alleged "covert" racist ideas which are blatanly listed on this, ummm, "enlightening" website included, "education funding from property taxes," "Columbus Day," "anti-immigration policies," "not challenging racist jokes," ""All Lives Matter," "racist Halloween costumes," and "assuming good intentions are enough,"

Ahem!

It kinda' makes one wonder if a bunch of policy wonks got together in the faculty lounge at Yale and jotted down all the reasons "MAGA" should not be tolerated in a polite society.  And they came up with those listed above.  But I can think of many others.  Many, many others...

How about "dirt?"  The Black slaves were forced to toil in the soil way back when, under the whips of their awful White slave owners, who were all Democrats, so we should now consider "dirt" racist.  

And how about chickens?  The Blacks have long been the butt of jokes about fried chicken.  So we should consider chickens racist.  Let's stop raising them and eating them.  Now!

And also no more mentions of the "Black Entertainment Channel" being racist, because there's no "White" one to go along with it.  I won't mention it if you don't.

So, fellow Patriots, another day, another outrage.  It makes one wonder exactly where these commie pinko dummass liberal weenies got infused with such far-out ideas.  Could it be that they're just scared s*itless over losing their power?  Of being forced to function under the authority of the opposite Party?  Losing sleep over it?

Remember what they say, "what goes around, comes around..."  

Letting the Animals Out of their Enclosures...

America's 1,566 state and 102 Federal prisons do a pretty fair job of incarcerating our most violent, dangerous and predatory criminals.  

On top of that, our 21,850 local jails, 1,510 juvenile detention centers, 186 immigration facilities, 82 Indian county jails, numerous military prisons, more than 100 psychiatric hospitals and various commitment centers try to keep those on their way to the Gray Bar Hotel...out.

But as we know, they do a particularly bad job of it.  We have nearly 2,000,000 Americans cooling their heels in prisons in every state and protectorate.  For crimes ranging from selling an eight-ball of snort to the truly outrageously outrageous and heinous.  

And you might be surprised to learn that 45.1 % of them are imprisoned for narcotics-related offenses.

Let that sink in.  If we made drugs retroactively legal, a million prisoners who mainly just want to abuse drugs and kill themselves would flow into the streets, tomorrow.

But I'm led from all this data to the real point of my screed.  My psychology professor way back in college, one Dr. Earle Grey, PhD, once told me to always remember the "5% Rule."  And that is, "Fully 5% of everybody you meet is bat sh*t crazy." 

5% of those you meet coming at you on the highway are nuts.  5% of the folks behind you in line at MickeyD's are certifiable.  5% of those sitting next to you at the theater should be locked up for their own good, and your.  And as we've seen, riding the subway in NYC lately means taking your life in your own hands.  

That's 5% of everyone you meet.  Except maybe sometimes they choose to just kill you, and other times, perhaps not.  Dr. Grey wasn't trying to be funny.  And he wasn't.  

But Dr. Grey's presumption, carrying the imprimatur of his exalted professorship, has had an important impact on my life.  I've sort of walked through it with my hand on my wallet, but also fully armed for any threat that might appear.

And I mean by that, "fully armed."

You know, as the "Art of War" plainly admonishes, "In times of peace, prepare for war."

Just turn on cable news (which, BTW, is the only place you'll see it).  Not a day goes by where you won't witness some weirdo stab a nun, or a gang destroy a convenience store just for the fun of it, or a guy getting carjacked and shot for his friggin' watch.  Even Eric Villalobo, the Sheriff of Lost Angeles County, has advised his 8,000,000 citizens not to go down town to shop.  (!)  And if they must, he advises, they should take off all their jewelry and Uber-it.  Leave the Bentley at home, he says.  

Have you ever heard anything like that?  Is this Caracas?  Baghdad?  

So what continually amazes me is that fully 70,000,000 of our citizens live in cities ruled by District of Attorneys bankrolled into office by that international felon and thief, George Soros.*  They're the ones that believe "No Cash Bail" is a good idea.  And they're the ones who are responsible for the alarming increase in Big City crime.  They let gangsters out of jail before the cops get through with their booking papers, and do their best to disarm us all so we can't protect ourselves.

Every sociologist (I'm one of those also) will tell you that once you let the animals out of their enclosures, it's damned tough to get them back in.  And in this context, once our lesser souls lose their fear of retribution from the used-to-be-long arm of the law, it may never be possible to instill it once again.  

Now that we've "defunded the police," thank you all you "Progressives" out there, it's going to take a long, long, LONG, time before those with a predilection toward lawlessness will once again be afraid of the law.  I would guess decades.  And I would guess there will be a lot of innocent blood spilled between now and then.

Think about it...