Could it be Racism?

I keep wondering why those on the political Left hate guns so much.  And want to outlaw them.  Out of existence.  And then confiscate them.  Like has been done in every socialist and Marxist and communist country on Earth.  Which I believe they hope America will become.  

And since we know guns don't get up in the morning, wash their little metalic faces, load themselves up and go out looking for little girls to assassinate, it makes one consider other reasons for their pathological tendencies.  And I think I may have discovered it:

Maybe the Democrats hate guns so much because they're BLACK!

Whaaaat?  Yup!  Most guns are Black, and the Leftoids hate guns, ergo...they hate them because they're BLACK!  And that's straight-up racism, fellow Patriots!

Now, it wouldn't be fair to cast such aspersions without an investigation.  And here's what we know for sure:  The average pistol weighs about 2 pounds.  The average rifle or shotgun weighs in at about 7 or 8 pounds.  And almost every single firearm for sale is BLACK!

The average car, however, can weigh from about 2,600 to more than 9,000 pounds!  With the average sedan coming in at 4,200, and the average SUV at 5,600.  And as we all know, cars come in a rainbow of colors.  They come in red, and blue, and green, and yellow, and White, of course, as well as...BLACK!  Which is why, I propose, the Left-wing weennies don't hate cars.  Especially those growed-up golf cart types.  

That's a lota' metal to be careening around all willy nilly, doncha' think?  A Cadillac Escalade, weighing in at a portly 5,900 lbs., driven by a 17 year-old, pimply-faced, not-yet-transgender boy, launching itself into a little girl on a tricycle, creates all sorts of mayhem.  Ahhhh, but a little bitty gun, a BLACK gun, if not aimed or discharged at the little girl, harms no one!

Maybe it's time we start placing the blame where it really belongs!  And stop abetting racism!

In my last posting I alerted you to the fact that some 48,000 of our citizens die by automobile every year, yet only 26,000 of our citizens die by unintentional gunfire.  That means almost twice as many folks die from cars every year than die by gunfire.  Are you getting that, Mr. and Mrs. and Mzzzz. and they/them/it America?

Maybe we need a "Brady Act" to start focusing our ire on cars, where it really belongs...

It's Time For CAR Control!

     -  42,795 of our friends and neighbors died in auto accidents in 2022.  

Ooooh, bad!

     -  Ahhh, but 48,830 of our fellow citizens died by gunfire!  

Oooooooooh, really bad!  

     -  Exceeppppt, more than 26,000 of those firearm deaths were suicides!  Deaths at one's own hand!  The gun was just available!  

And only 22,000 of those 48,000 firearm deaths occured as a result of homicide.  People killing people.  Like Black folks shooting Black folks in record numbers in Mr. Johnson's Chicago.  About 40 every weekend.  Weekend after weekend, after weekend...  

Soooo, you should also know tht our own BoyGuv Newsom, a guy born on 3rd base and thought he'd hit a triple, San Fran Nan Pelosi's newphew, America's Richest Man J. Paul Getty's Godson, today signed a new law doubling the sales tax on firearms and ammunition.  To help fund "Violence Prevention Awareness."  And "Up Yours, You Infernal Gun Owners."  Not sure about that last one.  

This little action by Mr. Brylcreem means the sales tax on guns could be as much as 22%.  Governor Greaseball says he expects it to raise $179,000,000 a year.  Out of the pockets of honest, God-fearing Californians.  Folks just trying to protect themselves.  With their own government making it harder for them to do so...  

Several gun Rights groups are promising to sue.  As well they should... 

How about this, BoyGuv?  Since we don't have any data on how many people kill themselves using cars, seems to me Taxifornia should be slapping stratospheric taxes on automobiles!  They kill nearly twice as many people as guns.  And they cost dozens of times more than guns.  So hey there BoyGuv!  You can raise $Billions and $Billions more in illegal taxes to play with as you choose!  Just focus your Democrat Executive Orders where they belong: 

                          CARS! 

And to make the whole thing more palatable to your core constituency of Climate Alarmist CPDLW's,* you can tell them you'll only slap exhorbitant taxes on gas-powered cars.  They'll be all for it when they know they can not only disarm their neighbors, they can "fix" Global Warming!

Go ahead, BoyGuv, put "Car-Control" into motion.  Issue some of those "Executive Orders."  Like the 129 anti-gun orders you've issued since attaining office.  Go ahead.  I'll let you take all the credit...  

You Throw a Pebble...

You throw a pebble into a verdant pool...

                          +++

You may have heard that Jim Farley, Ford's CEO, was just asked about his company's prospects during the current United Auto Workers strike.  The first to impact all of the Big 3 in more than 40 years.

He said that accedeing to the Union's demands would bankrupt Ford.  The only company, BTW, he said, that didn't go BK during the meltdown of 2008 (he's right).  

Additionally he added that Ford will lose more than $4.3 BILLION dollars from its Government-mandated electric car foray just this year alone.  And that it loses as much as $63,000 on every electric car it sells.  Which, BTW, is the exact same price as Ford's electric car they call a Mustang.     

Gulp!

(Memo to Farley:  If you like to making money, stop selling stuff upon which you lose money.  Just sayin'...)

Ford is far ahead of GM or Stellantis on Plug-In-Electrics, but that's not saying much.  They're all struggling.  Struggling to stop making the cars they've been making for more than 100 years, and start making cars with a yet-to-be-proven market demand.

Whilst competing with Tesla, a company with a decade-long head start, and is also NON-UNION!

Wha...?

How did all that happen?  Boy Guv Newsom decided one day to issue a pronunciamento, proclaiming that no gas-powered cars shall be sold in Taxifornia after date-certain 2030.  

Why that date?  Well why not?  For uber-liberals, anything is possible.  Or in this case, IMpossible.  It seems that being an ideologue enables one to simply circumvent the laws of both physics and science.

New Yawk's unelected Guv quickly followed suit.  As did the Portly Puke Guv from Illinois.  With emephasis on the "Ill."  And Delaware.  And Maryland.  And on, and on...

So the automakers had no choice but to make a hard turn to port and start making overgrown golf carts.  Which each require some 17 pounds of lithium.  A rare earth we don't have so very much of.  But China does.  Lots and lots of it.  And China and Joe O'Biden are reeeeel close, if you know what I mean.

The United States Geological Survey (USGS) has assured us that we are sitting on more than 900 years worth of oil.  Enough oil to power us, and even the World, well into the future.  Without "help" from the Saudi oil shieks or autocrats in Russia or the socialists in Venezuela.  

And oh by the way, our electricity generation capability is well below the demands our dummmass politicians are placing upon it.  Most of our electric infrastructure was built back in the 50's and hasn't been updated yet.

So why does Boy Guv want to destroy the auto industry and bring them into bankruptcy and the Nation into a recession?  Knowing as he must that Plug-In-Electrics consume 90% fewer parts and take 40% less manufacturing labor than gas powered cars?  Because he thinks Oil Bad, Windmill Good?  Yeah, that, and because he didn't have the mental horsepower to think through his actions.  And he's never been called to task for those same awful actions.  

A disease that afflicts nearly every Democrat politician.

So why is Farley and other Detroit CEO's bitching and moaning?  Because O'Biden dumped $6.5 TRILLION DOLLARS into our economy in 2021.  That caused Jimmy Carter-era inflation for the first time in more than 40 years.  And what did that do?

Lemme' see here.  Four years ago the min wage in Taxifornia was $11.50.  Today?  It's now $20.00.  With no time for the hundreds of thousands of businesses that were given no chance to adapt (75% of our economy is small business).  

And how about Brown?  UPS drivers earned about $100,000 a year two years ago.  They just negotiated a raise to $175,000 for full-timers.  Tell that to your son or daughter in college racking up student loans, so they can become a teacher.  And earn $65,000 a year.  The UAW is on strike now.  I suspect there will be many other strikes to follow.  Likely throwing our economy into recession.  Or worse.  All because a bunch of faculty lounge Yale weenies decided one day that Oil Bad, Windmill Good.  That we're all going to die in a fiery Hell because SUV bad, horsey good.

                                 +++

A pebble is thrown into a quiet pool.  The concentric rings that flow outward therefrom may, and often do, cause unintended consequences... 

Doubling Down...

It seems to me a politician would have to hate a state, or a county, or a city one Hell of a lot to impose rules, regulations and laws that would surely sound its death knell.

Especially after its politicians had discovered those same laws and rules and regulations were destroying those cities.

Like has happened and is happening to Chicago.  And Austin.  And Portland.  And Seattle.  And New York.  And Baltimore.  And Los Angeles.  And so many, many others.

But perhaps most of all, San Francisco.

San Francisco was perhaps the most beautiful city in America.  I know.  I lived there during the 70's.  And loved its quirky, cosmopolitan, Bohemian, offbeat nature.

Now?  It's proof-positive that Left-wing stupidity is on NEON display for all to see.  But only those availing themselves of such truths, are choosing to see.  Those choosing to view "Corporate Media" are thus protected from learning just how incompetent and often evil their elected representatives can truly be.

A previously safe, serene and beautiful city is now so dirty and scary and crime-ridden that its residents don't go out after dark.  They no longer send the police when your car is broken into.  Which happens more than 60 times a day.  The City just chooses to pay for it out of tax money.  And since they "defunded their police," they just don't seem to have enough of those critters now to send.  

And it's also cheaper that way, they say...

One has to step over piles of human feces to enter tony Union Square restaurants.  Places where you can easily drop $50.00 on a tuna salad sandwich, assuming you don't get "dropped" on the way in or out.  

And assuming you wish to step around or over drug addicts to do so.  Which fewer and fewer these days...are.

But that's okay.  Those same Left-wing Democrats who voted to permit this stuff. keep on doubling down!  They'll vote for it over and over, again and again until it works.  

So help them...makes no matter...whoever's in charge.  

So far San Francisco has lost more than 65,000 of its 400,000 residents.  With more to go, and soon.  By overdose or by U-Haul trailer.  Because the people in charge of punishing law-breakers...simply aren't.  And so law-breaking is in full flower.  Homo Sapiens Sapiens has known for hundreds of thousands of years that failure to punish law-breaking...gets you more law-breaking.  

Except if you're a Democrat lawmaker.  They don't seem to know anything.  And are incapable of learning...

So hey, I'm safe and secure, ensconsed as I am in here in Fortress Chuckmeister.  Surrounded by firearms and loads and loads of ammunition.  Safe from the millions and millions of illegal aliens who want to live...where I live.  So yeah, no problems here.  But my friends and neighbors who weren't Eagle Scouts or Army Rangers are just now discovering that the sh*t they voted for expecting never to actually confront, they're now confronting.*  In spades (can I still say that?).  

And they don't know how to cope with it.

Too bad, so sad.  File it under sh*t happens.  And one day soon it'll be happening to them.  Up close and personal.  And I simply cannot wait.

BTW, I'm giving lessons on self-defense and survival here at the Fortress every M-W-F at 10:00 sharp.  Limited seating.  $250.00 in gold bullion.  Or maybe Swiss Francs.  'Murican money ain't no good here.  O'Biden keeps on printing it until it's lost its value.  Just gold.  Or silver, maybe.  Or Francs.  Or precious stones.  Or some collector cars.  Not all of them, mind  you, no Fords (I hate Fords!), but many of them.  We'll talk.

And RSVP quickly.  If not, the price is surely to go up, as Bidenflation guarantees.  And don't call me Surely.  Heh, heh.

Have a prepared day...

*    As NYC's Mayor Eric Adams about that...

Weather? Or Climate?

Ever wonder what the difference could possibly be between the "Climate" and the "Weather?"  

        The "Climate" is what you expect,

          the "Weather" is what you get...

In fact, is "WEATHER" is what conditions in our atmosphere averages over a short period of time, and "CLIMATE" is how the atmosphere "behaves" over relatively long periods.  

In effect, "Climate" is the long-term average of short-term "Weather."  

Got it?

Yes indeed, fellow Patriots, I've investigated this matter to a fair-thee-well so you don't have to, and the above statement is all you need to know; the Climate is what you expect to happen tomorrow, and the Weather is what you'll actually wind up with tomorrow.  Period.  You may now go on to something more important in your life, and God knows, almost anything you choose would be more important.

                                + + + + +

Still here?  Okay.  For those like me with nothing else important to do, here's a PhD in "Climate Chaos"* for free:

The climatologists and meterologists and high-priced TV presenters all get together at a pricey 8-star hotel and kick the matter around.  They actually collect all the data for, say, September 21st, and all the September 21st'sts that have gone before the one today.  And from that historical evidence they can deduce what's likely to occur.  I guess we'll find out who's right...  

Will there be a hurricane?  There have been hurricanes on this date, so maybe another one?  How about hail?  Or snow?  A heat wave?  Maybe a tornado or two?  Or three or four?  All that has happened on this date, and could happen again.  Will it be hotter than expected, or colder (CLIMATE)?  We have a hundred years of history about September 21st at our disposal, as well as the "Farmer's Almanac."   Which, because it collects copious amounts of data (CLIMATE), it almost always correctly predicts the "WEATHER."  And so they, and we, can predict what this September 21st will likely bring.  And that's the definition of...ready for it?  "CLIMATE."

Now then, the next September 21st rolls around and...voila!  We'll have "WEATHER!"  

Is the Earth getting warmer?  Seems so.  According to data from the National Weather Service, the Earth's temperature has risen by an average of 0.14 degrees F (0.08 degrees C.) per decade since 1880.  That's a Grand Total of...ready for it? 

            2 Degrees Fahrenfriggenheit.  

And is the Sky Falling?  Will so-called "Climate Change" kill us all?  No!  Lemme' remind you of our citizenry born after about 1980, who believe that everything important has happened only to them!  On August 27th, 1900 the "Great Galveston Hurricane" was visited upon those unfortunate citizens.  A Category 4 hurricane with sustained winds of more than 145 miles per hour hit Galveston.  A saltwater storm surge up the Mississsippi River from the Gulf of Mexico of more than 16 feet hit the town, and kept hitting it for more than 15 hours.  It is credited with the largest death toll in American history, taking some 8,000 from their families.  

     And that was more than 120 years ago.

And oh yeah, there have been 10 other major, humongous, super-nasty, awful, horrendous and people-killing storms in the past 100 years.  10 others like Katrina.  And I remind you, there were very few SUV's and Gulfstream 5's back a Century ago.

So everybody who didn't already know that stuff just shut the Hell up.  Especially all you folks who keep bitching about "Climate Chaos."  

I say it's a good thing the Earth is getting warmer, BTW.  More people die from freezing to death every year than from heatsroke.  So, turn in your Tesla for a Corvette and go do some donuts in the police department parking lot.  And stop trying to sell us this horsesh*t.  We ain't buying...

*    This whole thing started with "Global Warming" a decade ago.  Then it morphed into "Climate Chaos," with lots of stops in between.  And none of them feed the bulldog.  And you can take that to the bank... 

The Secret of Life.

I'm an old guy with a bad back and I've learned a lot over the course of my life.  

I think I know finally how this whole thing wrings out.  What this whole "secret of life" thing actually means.  And here it goes...

We're born, assuming we weren't first aborted by someone in a Big Blue City seeking "healthcare," and then we start to attain adulthood.  Which involves passing through a dangerous portal called "puberty."  Which makes us go nuts.  Literally.  

At this point the guys all have one singlular goal; they look for girls to screw.  With no plans or strategies concerning marriage and families and houses and careers and 401(k)'s.  Or even tomorrow morning.  All they want is to get laid.

Girls, on the other hand, are looking for the father of their children.  They're looking for specific features in their prospective mate, like the size and shape of his nose.  And when they find him, they pull out all the stops.  They go full gangsta mode until they get that ring.  And the wedding.  And kid, after kid, after kid.  Pumping them out like a Xerox machine on steroids.  Because that's what their womb is telling them to do.  And girls follow their womb.

It all goes back to Genesis 1:28.  And God said, "Go forth, be fruitful and multiply."  All He cared about was populating the Earth He'd just busted His butt creating.  And He wasn't about to wait.  So he gave them "...dominion over the plants, and the animals, and all the fish in the seas."  And without people, those things don't mean much, right? 

BTW, having dominion isn't such a bad gig.

So God has a sense of Humor.  We know that because He afflicts us with the miracle of children, thus changing the course of our lives, often for the better.  But He first has to bind us with a mate, whose help we need to first get into, and then get through, this mess.  

Thankfully, I guess.  After meeting my to-be wife, she asked me my goal in life.  "I want a Ferrari," I said.  I then asked her the same question.  She said, "I want a dozen kids."  And we then made a deal.  I could have my Ferarri, she said, so long as she had her kids.  What a dummie!  Everybody knows you can't have a Ferrari if you have kids!  Even one is too many, much less a dozen!  Or four, in my case. 

(BTW, Rule to Live By:  One kid is one kid.  Two kids are 4 kids.  3 kids are 9 kids.  4 kids are 16 kids.  Etc., etc). 

But it's all a part of the chemical trap that makes us want to pursue like crazy, and then be caught in a web of our own making, by the person of our dreams.  The Velvet Trap, as it's called. 

The Secret of Life is why He put us here.  And so who are we not to oblige?

A Cure for Boredom...

I just watched a high-speed car chase courtesy of OnPatrolLive.  It's a 3 hour ride-along cop show on the Reelz Channel every Friday and Saturday night at 9:00 p.m. EST.  Real buddy buddy, but girls won't be turned off.  Try it, you'll like it.  

Anyway, back to the car chase.  It lasted some 20 minutes and involved about a dozen cop cars.  And a helicopter.  And a K-9 pooch.  And some tazers.  And a "PIT" maneuver at more than 100 mph that destroyed two cars!  These folks would not be denied!  They were serious!  I got the feeling that's why they became cops!  This is like "Grand Theft Auto" for realzies!  

When did this whole thing get so serious?

I remember the good ol' days back in Chillicothe, Missouri.  A town just short of 10,000 in population, but always tried to live bigger than that.  It was the Livingston County seat, so there was a four-story gray concrete block court house smack in the middle of town.  Just like every other Midwest county seat built 100 years ago.  The town was about five miles long, start to finish.  With 5 or 6 stop lights downtown.  Two banks, two pharmacies, one movie theater.  A couple of pool halls.  And the people could not be nicer.  

Growing up there is why, frankly, I'm so damn nice!   That's the answer to the question I'm most often asked, BTW.  Ahem...

So anyway, since there was no Internet back then, nor any late night TV, we'd just turn the AM radio to 640 XERF, Acuna Cuahuila, Meheeeko!  Wolfman Jack was the DJ and he was the best game in town.  So we'd listen to him howl and drive from one end of town to the other, back and forth, nice and slow, windows down, smoking and joking, honking and waving to our friends.  

Who were doing the exact same thing.

This can get a person pretty bored pretty fast.  So some of us car-crazed hooligans resorted to more, umm, exciting ways to spend our evenings.  My preferred way was to find a local cop at the same stoplight as us, but going in the opposite direction.  And then, when the light changed, I'd do a world-class burnout in my Dad's 371 horsepower 1958 Oldsmobile Super 88.  And our donut-friendly cops would do a quick U-turn and head on after us, bubble gum machine turning furiously, siren blaring loudly.  Except I'd keep on going in an effort to outrun these portly civil servants.  

And off we'd go.  I'd go block to block, turning first left then right, always quicker than the 4-door Plymoth cop cars with a teeny little 318 cu. in. motor.  It was frankly unfair, of course, especially with about 600 lbs. of cops on board.  Both of them.  But hey!  Gotta' make your own entertainment sometimes!

So I'd streak on home to my folks' house and use one of those new-fangled (at the time) remote controls to open the garage door just as we arrived.  I'd drive in quickly, close the door behind us, and wait.  Silently.  Before long the cops would arrive, driving by ever so slowly.  Flashing their spot on our house.  Assuring themselves it simply couldn't have been me.  

Except who else had a champagne beige four-door hardtop Olds with a white top?  And four dumbasses on board giving them the finger?  

Me and my buds would laugh our asses off for awhile, have a quart of Falstaff (3 for $1.99 at the time), and then head on out. like a lion on the Serengheti, I'd go looking for the cops again.  To set up my trap, again.  18 year-old boys, looking for a little spice in their lives.  And sometimes, believe it or not, I'd get to the do the exact same thing ONE MORE TIME in the very same evening!  

How?  Why?  Because, you see, we'd learned that a Chillicothe Police Policy stated that unless they could catch you, they couldn't nab you later.  Which fueled our teenage fantasies.  And we took every advantage of it.

Then there was that cold December evening.  It had been snowing all day, lightly, but enough to leave a 2" or 3" covering of white powder everywhere.  Including all over the streets.  

And so about 11:00 p.m., when all normal folks had turned in, we'd strike!  This was perfect for us, 'cause we'd go looking for the cops to get them to chase us, and then outrun them again.  In the snow.  Going about 6 miles per hour.  Slippin' and a' slidin,' as we say.  With gales of laughter filling our car.  The cops were probably laughing too..

It was "American Grafitti" out loud!  And I never got snagged by the fuzz, as they say.  But I always felt that the cops, guys we'd all gone to school with, really didn't want to catch us and ruin all the fun!   

Who knows?  As I said, there was no Internet...

Sage Advice...

I just paid a visit to my local bank.

Had to draw about a $Bunch so I could keep up with Bidenflation.  Which is playing Hell with everyone.  Except those who make so much money they don't really care.  

Anyway, I was asked by the lovely young cashier for some advice on growing old successfully.  I thought for a moment, and then coughed up a hairball.  Something from my own lips that's worthy of writing down.  Here goes:

     "You can never offer sage advice until you're old enough to have earned it.  And you never take that sage advice until you're old enough to need it."

Not bad, eh?  Well, anyway, here's the advice I offered.  Old folks like me are terrified of outliving their money.  Especially now with Bidenflation raging.  

But my advice to her, and to everyone, is to spend your heirs' money right now, while you need it.  Because you cannot qualify for all the city, county, state and Federal aid that's gleefully offered - and gobbled up by every other citizen - unless you are too broke to pay for it.  And the bozos in power always seem to think you don't need it if you've got money in the bank.  Sort of an unfair "Catch 22."  And the reason you're applying, you scream at the top of your lungs to nobody in particular, is that you don't want to run out of money!   But they don't care.  They're good little civil servants.  Go broke, they say, then give us a call.

But you can't just give your money to your kids.  If you do so over too short a period, they'll forensically track the checks back and put you in jail.  And don't try cash.  Large withdrawals can easily be tracked and its distribution imputed.  So start now taking out small sums from your bank.  Bury in under your mattress if necessary.  Then, over time, gift your kids the $Cash until your bank account is low enough that you qualify for all the juicy aid that's available.  They're trying to take your tax money and give it to somebody else.  I say claw back a chunk for yourself, right now!  

The only thing worse than winding up on a sunporch of an old age home, silver drool cup at the ready, with a 400 lb. LVN wiping your butt, is paying for all that with your own money.  I want a "last laugh."  I NEED a "last laugh."

Ya' feel me?

Where's Chrysler?

You know there's no more Chrysler Corp. anymore, right?

Yep, Chrysler went away back in 2004.  Mercedes-Benz bought it.  After we, the taxpayers had shoveled more than $8,000,000,000 out the door their way to help them through bankruptcy.  That's with a "B."  Its second one.

Remember Chrysler credit?  Yeah, it's now Ally Bank.  We permitted them to dump all their debts and start clean.  $8,000,000,000 in debts.  That's with a "B."  Our Government's good at that... 

Except M-B gobbled up that cash and sold Chrysler off to a hedge fund named KK&R.  That's Kolberg, Kravits and Roberts.  Which quickly renamed it the "Cerberus Corporation."  You remember that, right?  No?

And then they got tired of trying to make money with it and sold it to a "new company" named "Fiat-Chrysler."  Which has owned it for the past three years.  You knew that, right?  

No?

And they've pretty much milked everything they can out of the old designs, without ponying up the cash necessary to come up with any new ones.  Example:  The "300 series" sedans were first produced back in 2004.  They're being put out to pasture after this year.  They foisted that one design on the public for more than 20 years.  Leaving only the Jeep and the Pacifica mini-van and Ram, their truck.  Which is a Dodge, but for whatever reason they can't, or won't, call it that.  

So they're down to three basic vehicles on their showroom floor, and it's my guess they'll pull the plug within the next three years.  Why?  "Chrysler," or what they're now calling it, is an empty shell.  It's but one of 22 vehicles under the Fiat umbrella.  You read that right.  Chrysler is owned by the Italians.  And hedge funds.  And a little bit of our stock market.  So here's a partial list:

     -  Abarth     -  Alfa-Romeo     -  Chrysler    

     -  Dodge     -  Citroen     -  DSAutomobile          

     -  Fiat     -  Jeep     -  Lancia     -  Maserati     -  Opel     

     -  Peugeot     -  Ram     -  Vauxhall     -  Ferrari

You feel good about buying that new "Chrysler" product now that I've spilled the beans?  And what am I doing lifting up the hood?  Because I know nearly everything about cars, having studied them for more than 70 years.  Ask yourself:  What happened to Pontiac?  And Studebaker?  And DeSoto?  And Nash?  And Oldsmobile?  How's their warranties gonna' help you in the future when they've gone bust?  Especially since they've bet the farm on Plug-In-Electric, and it's going bust as well?  How's Chrysler's warranties gonna' help you in the future?

You could hear, "No speakadaEnglish."  (That was a lame attempt at Italian).

Now I, The Chuckmeister, don't care which car you buy.  But with the average new car sale averaging $48,034 now, and Bidenflation costing more than $750 for the average car payment, I couldn't live with myself if I didn't offer up a little advice.  Something to think about before you say "Yes" to the second largest purchase you'll ever make?

Don't buy a Chrysler product, don't buy a Plug-In Electric, and don't buy a new car.  Buy a car coming back off a 4- or 5-year lease.  Almost all new cars will make it to 150,000 miles, so a clean car with 35 - 40,000 miles is just getting started.  And you can buy it for $HALF-PRICE!

You're welcome...

Two Bandaids and a Cork.

Just an observation here from a cranky old guy with a bad back.  It seems that all young starlets-to-be have to claw their way up in Hollywood by disrobing in public in order to get movie roles and become rich and famous.

Doubt me?  Scroll through any of the numberous commercial websites and every other picture will be of some dewy young babe flaunting her wares in a skimky bakini.  Sometimes very skimpy.  With lots of side boob and copious quantities of long, long legs and more a*s than your eyeballs can tolerate. 

(I should add here that I'm a true a*s and leg man, so that's okay with me)

And then the super lucky ones will make a few hit movies and get paid a few $Million Dollars and then flaunt their wares on the red carped at various and sundry award shows.  With lots of side boob and a whole bunch of upper leg/thigh/waist/stomach/lower back.

Yes, I'll admit, this used to wind my watch.  Over wind it sometimes.  But today, that train has left the station.  Now I'm a bit more critical in my viewing and observations.  Now?  It seems that yesterday's starlets are once again disrobing in order to attract attention.  They did so on the way up, and they're doing so again on the way down.  Must be tough to be 50 or even 60 and (less)sexy than you once were.  And their bakini (non)designers are beating themselves up trying to find a way of displaying gobs of wares without getting arrested.  So I'll just cut to the chase with a recommendation:

         Two Bandaids and a Cork! 

If you're 60 and want us to ogle you, then you simply have to wear "Two Bandaids and a Cork."  This design would simplify the choices, lower the costs, and begin to provide some EQUITY in our viewing!  And it might even reduce the incidence of overripe babes trying to get that second bite at the apple by taking off their bra and panties.  In public.  Without an invitation to do so.  What do you think, fellow Patriot? 

As for me?  Direct me to a channel that gives me the news and no side boob.  If I'm looking for side boob, I'm sure I can find it.  The distraction could get my A-Fib acting up. 

"Nomsayin?"

How About 30?

I believe I mentioned that my older brother got 5 years in a reformatory for boys for having committed the heinous crime of...petty theft.  $167.00.  One time.  Only.  He was 16, asked a raise, didn't get it and acted out.  And got 5 "up the river" for his indiscretion.  First offense.  Way back when they actually meted out punishment if you did something bad.  

And like they should start doing again...

I can't remember a single mass murderer lately where he/she/it/they didn't have 40 or 50 prior arrests.  For burglary, even.  Or carjacking.  Or domestic violence.  Armed robbery.  Serious crimes, treated unseriously.  Because arresting these perpetrators is a waste of time.  They're out before the cops can finish the booking.  Because the inmates are now running the asylum.  And our society is coming apart at the seams...

More than 70 million of our citizens are living under the reign of George Soros bought-and-paid-for district attorneys.  

Soros has spent more than $400,000,000 of his ill-gotten wealth* to try and turn America into a socialist workers paradise.  And the result is half of America's mothers don't know whether their children will come home tonight in a body bag.  Or whether they come home at all.  The only way to change this is to vote the bastards out, but nobody comes to the polls anymore in Big Blue Cities except hard-core Leftists.  And they apparently vote how their ward heelers tell them to.  Example:  I'ts been 68 years since any of Chicago's 31 Assemblymen has been a Republican.  Nor the Mayor.  Sad.   

So it seems punishing those who break the law is passe.  We just don't do that anymore.  In our more liberal precincts, we don't punish them at all!  And so a lifetime of "Don't do that again," And TV psychologists telling you not to spank your kids, has resulted in ever-greater crimes, and ever-greater harm to the community.  I know.  I'm trained in psychology.

I remember stuffing a Superman comic book down my pants when I was about 10.  They called my mom.  That was the worst punishment they could ever mete out.  She unleashed the fires of Hell upon me.  And I never, ever did the five-finger discount thing again, nor did I ever do anything illegal (for which they caught me) again.  

But my fellow citizens?  They aren't following my lead.  They're robbing, and stealing, and mugging, and carjacking all day and all night.  And when they're caught?  A George Soros-installed D.A. will choose not to prosecute and they'll be home before the arrest paperwork is filed.  And boy, does it piss off the cops!  The ones who remain, after that "defunding" thing.    

The fools.

That's one of the main reasons the cops are bolting the Big Blue Cities.  Lost Angeles is down 1,000 cops from its police, and 870 from its Sheriff's Dept.  New Yawk City is down more than 800.  Portland is down 500, and they only had 1,500 to start with.  Back when their citizens obeyed the law and crime was near nonexistent.  Back before the Liberal Loons took over the city councils.  Back before those same folks decided shooting heroin and living on their streets was quite alright.  Freedom to choose, and all that.  Back when the cops came when you called.  Quickly.  Ahhh, yes.  Ancient history.  

Now?  The average response times to a 911 call is now more than 30 minutes!  And as we all know, when seconds count, the police are only minutes away.  Is the city council being made to pay?  Not yet, it appears.  Maybe they're too busy hiding under their beds.

Anyway, I'm suggesting right in front of God and everybody that we declare 30 prior arrests as the Magic Number.  The number that triggers your ticket and sends you off to Rikers.  Or maybe Leavenworth.  The number it takes for them to finally get serious and...

LOCK THEM FRIGGIN' UP!  

Did you know that if you removed the murder rates from our 50 Biggest Bluest Cities from America, our Country would be the safest on Earth?  That's 'cause in those Big Blue Cities they're shooting each other!  And we want them to stop!

Pull a gun out of your pants in any Wal-Mart in Texas and you'll be opened up like a can of tuna.  Pull a gun out of your pants in a Wal-Mart in Portland and the other shoppers will faint.  That's what we call a conditioned reflex.  Like white rats in a Skinner Box.  Don't know what a Skinner Box is?  Look it up.  We trained psychologists used them all the time.

Time to choose, America.  How will you have it?  

It's time for a divorce.  A national divorce.  Here's some stuff to think about.  Europe is the same size as America.  Europe has 50 countries.  America has 50 states.  Were it not for our becoming a Representative Republic we might well be like Europe.  With 50 countries.  Each with its own set of laws and rules and regulations.  Just like our states do today.  Think about that for a minute...   

You get what you vote for, America.  You get what you pay for.  You get what you deserve...

*    George Soros is a Hungarian-born Jew, who grew up in the WW2 years.  He's reputed to have helped the Nazis locate his fellow Jews at the age of 5, so there's that.  What's known for sure is that he's a brilliant economist, and proved it by nearly bringing down the Bank of England in the 80's with an illegal currency play.  He was prosecuted, convicted and jailed.  He was later ushered out of Europe with the warning to never come back.  So he took his crooked $Billions to the U. S. of A.  He has a nice compound on the South Shore of Long Island, N.Y.  His plan?  Install commies as D.A.'s in our Biggest Bluest Cities, so they will simply stop prosecuting felonies.  He did it.  And they have.  And it's killing America...

"The Shot Heard 'Round the World" (Part Zwei).

If you were born after about 1980, and went to schools in any of the Big Blue Cities, you probably have no idea about American history.  Where we were, why we were, and how we got to where we are.  That's because it's not taught much anymore.  

Those Founding Father guys owned slaves and all that...

You're probably all over Equity, Divsersity and Inclusion if you were born after 1980, and trans rights, and Critical Race Theory, and that abortion is "healthcare," and that boys competing against girls in sports is quite alright, but probably have no idea what caused us to break from England and force the Revolutionary War upon us all.  

(And what just might cause us a future break with Washington, D.C. and our Big Blue Neighbors, just like that one from Britain.)

The super "Cliff Notes" version of how the "First" Revolutionary War got started - you'll forgive me for offering up a history lesson - goes something like this:  The Brits were looking to us, their colonists, their serfs, to provide them with all sorts of goodies.  Like cotton, and sugar, and wool, and rye, and rum, and bourbon, and taxes on their imports.  Without much commentary.  "Quiet, peasant!"  So Britain could continue to afford its never-ending wars with France.  But when they started taxing tea, it pissed us off!  We drank oodles of that stuff.  So the colonists dressed up like Indians (Indigeneous Personages, if you don't know what an Indian is) and dumped a bunch of tea in Boston Harbor.  About $3 Million Bucks worth in today's money.

And then King George III, who was running England at the time, got a bit concerned that his colonists might be Growing a Set.  So he sent a letter to his Lieutenant Colonel Smith, headquartered in New York at the time, ordering him to "temporarily" seize all the colonists' arms and ammution.  "Temporarily" being the operative word here, you know (heh, heh).  George knew that disarmed colonists would be compliant colonists.  Where a flat "No!" would be replaced by a whimpering "Please?"  

Their firearms!  The very thing our Leftist goons would love to seize today!  They're trying right now!    

Under the order of General Thomas Gage, George's Main Man in New York, the King's army marched on Lexington and Concord the morning of April 9th, 1775.  They were coming for the colonist's guns and ammo.  But on the other side of that bridge were colonists unwilling to give up those weapons.

            I'll bet that was a surprise!

This was perhaps the very first instance in American history of a coordinated effort to enforce gun control and seizure.  Which did not work.  Famously.  Nor would it again, if ever attempted.  Some of us gunners actually hope they try.  Just for the entertainment value.  Target practice for realzies, doncha' know.  

It's disputed who fired first, but one side did, the other side responded, and word has it the score was:

               Colonists 1, Redcoats 0.  

Or, the first time the Government tried to take our weapons.  And the first time they failed.  You'd think autocrats would learn that the definition of insanity is doing something over and over, expecting a different result.  But the Lefties have been gnawing around the edges of our 2nd Amendment absolute Right to "...keep and bear arms," for more than 80 years.  Taxifornia's own Boy Guv Newsom has written with his own little manicured hand some 128 Executive anti-gun Orders. He will not give up.  They will not give up. 

                   But neither will we.

Yet, today it was reported that the O'Biden Adminstration intends to enforce "Universal Background Checks" on firearm purchases.  The very thing that Congress has voted down over and over for the past 10 years.  Because they require the collection and storage of personal data by the FBI.  Which is now prevented by the Constitution.  This action is of course illegal, but what else is new?  O'Biden breaks the law at every turn.  We now suffer with the Department of (In)justice! 

What's new is, get this:  The new "rules" from the White House permits you to still pass along a family firearm heirloom, or collector's item, to a member of your family, so long as you don't make a profit from that sale or gift (how would they know?).  Should you do so, or any other weapon over a stated period of time, you'll now have to register as a Federal Firearms Licensee.  Which ATF, now run by a socialist, may (likely will) subsequently deny.  After an investigation of your application.  All 89 pages of it.  Which could take years.  

Or maybe forever.

(You should know that ATF just decertified 876 FFL's all over the Nation, claiming various administrative and paperwork failures.  I guess if you can't find a place to buy a gun, you can't buy a gun...)   

It's the newest form of "Catch 22" to make the lawful purchase and ownership of firearms as difficult as possible.  Reread my blog posting here, if you would, and learn how Leftists can screw with your Constitutional Rights without causing the "Corporate Media" to have to investigate.  Against their will.  Kicking and screaming.  Which they do not want to do.  Because they're all Leftists.  Self-proclaimed.  But that doesn't mean our citizenry won't rise up and kick their asses!  

Have you purchased your firearm yet?  

Then you're the one... 

And lastly, a NEWS FLASH just to piss you off even more, Guv. Michele Lujan, (D-NM) just "temporarily" revoked the 2nd Admentment Rights of her citizens for 30 days "...at least" because firearms injuries and deaths in Bernalillo County were "...out of control."  When questioned as to its obvious unconstitutionality, she stated, "No Constitutional Right is guaranteed, not even my oath of office."  

Well then!  Elon Musk was quick to ask on "X," "How soon can this woman be romoved from office?

You now know all you need to know.  In fact, this humble blog may be the only place from which you'll learn the truth on this issue.  Every thinking American should buy and own and learn how to use a firearm.  And the commie pinko dumbass liberal weenies will then not stop until they take it from you.  And you just might have to fight to keep it.  Yes, it's really going to be that bad.  I may not live to see it, but many of you will.

Americans owned 150,000,000 firearms the day Obama was immaculated.  His anti-gun policies started a run on firearms that has yet to subside.  More than 3 Million a Month are going out the door since that date (I'll be writing about that soon).  And the line is forming out the door at your remaining local firearms dealers right now.  The very good news is we have 100,000,000 people, armed with more than 500,000,000 guns.  As "Mumbles-the-POTUS" is fond of saying, "We got F-16's!"  Yeah, Joe, but we got one-third of the population, and they own 25 million AR-15's!  How about that?  

Hey Joe,  "Wanna' play?"

Really, Elon? 51%?

Buying an automobile from a single-source supplier can come back to bite you in the a*s come trade-in time...

I've been hating on "Plug-In Electric" (PIE) vehicles for more than an eon.  For about a dozen really good reasons.  You know, like they have a propensity to burst into flames without warning.  That can be problematic.  And run over little girls on tricycles.  Messy.  But I've failed to report on one more reason why you shouldn't buy an automobile, or anything else, from a non-dealer, dealer.*

Every car sold in America is sold by a dealer network.  By law.  Dealers buy a franshise to sell a certain brand, and then the manufacturer does the hand off.  After which, no influence may be expended on the dealer/franchisee as to price or availability.  Oh yeah, that's every car, except one.  

That "one" is a Tesla.  Musk must have paid off Hunter and his daddy to have gotten an exception to the dealer franchise rule 20 years ago, but that's how you buy a Tesla.  From Tesla.  Direct-to-you.  Sounds fun, right?  Be afraid, fellow Patriots.  Be very, very afraid.  And here's why...

It's being reported that a wealthy owner of a 2022 Tesla Model "Plaid" tri-motor with only 19,000 miles on the clock wished to trade it in on a new, "bat-winged" Model X.  Expensive?  Yes, yes it is. 

They all are. 

So because Tesla is a single-source seller and buyer, meaning there's no independent dealer network, this owner approached them for a trade-in offer.  The one he got back took his breath away.  Tesla offered him 51% of his $119,000 original purchase price!  Only $61,100 for this near-new top-of-the-line Tesla in showroom shape.  Like a slap in the face to a loyal customer.  One who just learned the pitfalls of dealing with the market-maker.

This Model tri-motor Model "Plaid," BTW, means it has 1,020 horsepower and can accelerate from a dead stop to 60 mph in under two seconds!**  

Of course, it also means there's like 39 people in all of America who not only want it, and can afford it, who don't already have it.  It is expensive to buy, to own, to insure (20% premium) and apparently now to sell!  The whole electric car market is only a decade or so old, so we should make sure there's a way to offload a $100,000+ investment if and when the time comes...

So as I mentioned earlier, the "Plaid" will pass everything on the road except a "Supercharger," which will happily sell you kW's at $0.53 each.  

That, by the way, is the exact price of gasoliine... 

I feel for this dude.  Must be tough to have loads of cash, get hooked on the pitch, become a mainstream addict, yet cannot get his pusher to buy back some of his stash...

*       Unlike all other PIE's, Tesla's are only available from...Tesla.  Wouldja' buy an engagement ring from LeRoy's Ring Company?  Even if LeRoy was a cool guy?  Okay.  So what they charge is what you pay.  And what they offer as a trade-in...is what you get.  Unless you go outside that network and try to trade your car in to a regular, good old-fashioned dealer.  Like Chevrolet.  And Ford.  And Genesis.  The way one chooses to do it from the git-go if one gives a sh*t about one's money.  BTW, they'll look at the guy with the Tesla the way an entomologist looks at a bug just before inserting the pin...

**     Cars with internal combustion engines need time to "spool up," creating torque, which is the stuff that makes the back wheels spin (not horsepower).  And lay copious quantities of rubber (yeah!).  But cars with PIE motors don't need that.  Like the rheostat for your dining room light, they're either "on" or "off."  Their "torque" is available from "0" mph and "0" rpm, because there is no rpm.  That's why they're in demand by hot rodders like me.  Except unlike me, those hot rodders who've bought into this whole "green" schtick haven't thought through the whole electric car deal.  If they had, they would run like a bandit from these growed-up, ovepriced golf carts... 

93% of Everybody!

I wonder when people started feeling it was okay to talk about their sexuality in public?

Their sexual proclivities?  Their love life?  Their preferences?  The "G Spot?"  Who they go to bed with?  How many do they go to bed with?  Without shame or self-doubt in the least?  When, exactly, did that practice begin?  Maybe when Kim Kardashian found fame?  When Britney went off the rails?  When?

You'll have to forgive me.  And old folks like me.  When we grew up there were boys and girls.  Period.  No other genders to confuse us.  Or them.   And we didn't talk about sex publicly.  Even Lucy and Desi had to each keep one foot on the floor when appearing in bed on "I Love Lucy."  Think about that.  

Now?  Our own State of California assures us there are 57 genders.  Or was it 58?  I can only imagine how difficult it is for young men to decide whom to now call for a date.  Or even try a pickup line at a bar.  What if they're a "(fill in the blank)" and you get your as* kicked?  This whole "LGBTQ2SII!!*++?" deal is perplexing!  Who's who, is what I'm asking!  Boys and girls didn't have to wear a sign when I was growing up.  Nor were girls 6' 5" and weigh in at 235 lbs. just before they kicked your butt at swimming.  I vote to require some sort of signage, if only for personal safety. 

I suggest we fight fire with fire.  Perhaps it's now time for us "HETEROSEXUALS," the part of our society comprising 93% of everybody, to advertise our average-ness.  Our usual-ness.  Our regular-ness.  Our nearly everybody-ness.  And the 3% or 4% - or even stretching it to 7% of our population that has some special needs - let them advertise it so we can either be drawn to it, or repelled by it.  Or maybe get them some help.  And stop wasting our time...

(From all my psychology training, I can tell you there's a lot of mental illness going around hiding under the gize of "gender dysphoria."  There.  I've said it.  You've got the gist of this posting.  You can sign off now if you wish.)

In fact, I'm now calling for "Heterosexual Pride Month!"  Pick your month, we won't care.  And we don't think it's too much to ask.  After all, we've had "Pacific Islander Month."  And "Transgender Pride Month"  And I think even "Gypsy Pride Month."  Aren't our 321,000,000 (or however many) average, everyday heterosexuals more important than 12,000 Islanders?  Or however many Gypsies?  

Anyway, you decide.  I won't care.  The completely average husbands and wives, and those yet to make the commitment, will be engaged in heterosexual sexual sex while the message scrolls by on the bottom of our TV screens.  Or while waiting for it to scroll...

Two Things We Need to Discuss...

First, since O'Biden's Inflation is causing me grief (my personal retirement stash has decreased more than 20% since Joe was immaculated), and you too, I'll bet, I thought about picking up a little part time change.

A side gig, as they say.

And since I'm lame, thus putting my professional tennis days in the rear-view mirror, anything that involves movement is out.  No consideration at all.  So what could I do that doesn't involve making stuff go from point "A" to point "B?"  Or walking, for that matter?

And then I heard of "OnlyFans."

I did a little bit of reseach, fellow Patriot.  And those who have a part-time gig on OnlyFans make serious $Bank!  I mean, $$$ELSERIOSOBANKOLA!

Some babe named Cardi Bi* has more than 18 million followers on TikTok and made $9,340,000 LAST MONTH!!!  She promises "quality content" for "only" $19.99 per month!  She offers higher levels of access, starting at $100 and up to $500 per month as well for "personally selected content."  What can you get for $500 you can't get for $19.99?  The mind boggles. 

One wonders who does the selecting otherwise...

And then there's Blac Chyna, who somebody told me was a wrestler at one time.  Or maybe still is.  Who knows?  She has 16.2 million followers and $Banks a cool $8,000,000 A MONTH!  

Where did I go wrong?

So, fellow Patriot, do you have any suggestions as to how I can break into that bizz?  I mean, really!  $8 Mill a Month?  What is she doing for those subscribers they aren't getting done in their lives?  Maybe these poor folks should take that $19.99 and join a gym.  Maybe they could meet an actual human being of the necessary sex from whom they could get some of what they're missing.  As for me, I could get along nicely on half that, so tell me what half of what she's doing I could do?  

                             /////////////  +++   \\\\\\\\\\\\\\

And anyway, Item Number Two is the cost of Government.  I did a bit of research on the subject and I can tell you we have 1.923 Million State/county/city government pencil pushers.  The folks who are supposed to answer the phone and solve our problems if we were to ever call.  

Which most of us never do.

And gues what?  There are 2.87 Million Federal Government workers pushing bits of paper around on their desks.  Getting to work two minutes late and leaving 15 minutes early.  If they bother to come in at all.*  And dragging down $Six-Figure Salaries!*  Am I pissed!  Not about those who are needed and performing.  Both of them.  The others?  Yeah, pissed!

So how many of our more than 22,000,000 civil servants do we actually need to function properly?  Do we really need 8% of our population to handle the affairs of the other 92%?  I'm guessing we could do quite nicely with two-thirds of them, and not miss a beat.  The drones in San Franpoopco who work for the Feds have been told to stay home!  It's too dangerous on the "Streets of San Francisco" for the San Franciscans!  So they're sitting at home, eating bon-bons, and laughing at us.  Yeah, I'm pissed!

Is there anything else we need to discuss right about now?  Yeah.  I was waiting for somebody to correct my "Melatonin" usage in my last posting.  Shoulda' been "Melania," of course.  But I wanted to know if anyone out there would comment.  Only my very bright neice, Ms. Christine, chimed in.  Good for her.  Shows she's paying attention...

*    Our average Federal employee's salary is now $113,000 a year.