Memo To White Cops:

                Memo To White Cops:

Please stop shooting Black people!

No, not just Black men, all Black people!

You may shoot White people, if shooting people is absolutely necessary, and Asians, of course (does anybody shoot Asians anymore?), but please just stop shooting Black people!!!

As always, there is no "bag limit" on White people.

Yes, I know there were only 27 unarmed Black men shot by all cops, Black and White, in all of 2019.*  Another reliable Federal stat reports that number at only 9 Black men.**  Or roughly the same number of Blacks killed by errant gunfire each and every weekend in Chicago.  

And yes, I know that the so-called "MainStreamMedia," also known as the media arm of the Democrat National Committee, reports the preceding statistic as if thousands and thousands and thousands of poor Black doctoral students were gunned down in a hail of bullets by a platoon of out-of-control cops.  Even though that's quite obviously and provably a giant bag of Left-wing horsesh*t.  

What?  You think they actually report the truth?  Silly you...

Wouldn't it be nice if our "journalist" class, the only class protected by name in the Constitution, our vaunted "Fourth Estate," were to actually investigate a story and then report the facts?  For a change?  You know, like they used to do?  Remember Bernward and Woodstein?  Walter Cronkite?  Roger Mudd?  Yeah, me too.  I guess that was soooooo yesterday...  

BTW, the above statistic is available to anyone desirous of spending even one minute researching the facts.  I did, you can too.  And hey, Mr./Mrs./Ms./Other Journalist, you can find it on your laptop without ever leaving the comfort of your little subsidized Lower West Side loft.  Happy to do your job for you.  This time.  Don't let it happen again...   

Anyway, we all know that "they" are just waiting for the next poor Black person to be shot by a White cop.  Anywhere.  For any reason.  So that "they" can riot.  And those deluded enough into thinking that simply electing a cranky old empty suit who squints a lot as President would calm the Natives, you were wrong.  Here's why.  They just luuuuuuv to riot!  When given the chance to break loose and break things, it's hard to get them to stop.  That's because they like to break things and set fire to stuff and hurt people!  And they don't much care who owns it.  Or who knows it!    So just remember that appeasement doesn't work.  

Appeasers are the ones who get shot last...  

So in order to stop any future riots or marches or protests or murders or pillaging or plundering, caused by the shooting of a Black person, any Black person, by a White cop, any White cop, anywhere, just let them all go!  Don't intercede!  Don't get involved in any way!  

Although you might wish to applaud, should their performance as a criminal warrant (they're getting so much practice lately, what with "no cash bail" and all, they'd absolutely have to get good at it...).  That's entirely up to you.  They're robbing the local liquor store?  Let them go.  Coming at you, gun at the ready?  Turn around and run.  Trying to knife each other?  To death?  Just stand back and watch.  

Remember, we now know from that po' Black, Harvard-educated talking-head "lady" from the Hood on MSPMS, the  same one who proudly admits to jogging while wearing TWO masks, and those Clinton News Network folks, of course, that young Black girls engage in knife fights every single day before lunch.  And your attempting to intercede and take away their right to fight each other with knives is racist!  I'm guessing calling an ambulance would be racist, too.  In fact, anything you do at anytime, anywhere, for any reason, at all, is RACIST!  

So you, Pilgrim, just stay out of the way.  It's their cultural norm.  None of your business.  If they kill each other, that's their birthright as poor Black people, we're told.  By rich White and Black people safely ensconced behind bullet-proof glass, sipping their nice, unassuming little chablis...  

Oh yeah, you might want to provide the public service of calling the coroner, should the knife fight render it necessary.

Here's the operative White cop rule:  

You cannot get fired or charged with murder if you don't shoot them in the first place.  

And God knows, with hundreds and hundreds of Blacks dying each year in Chicago, as an example, with nobody seeming to give a sh*t, why should you?  

*     Federal Bureau of Investigation, 2021.

**   Dept. of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives, 2020

"Systemic Idiocy"

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Have you noticed?  The socialists who are running things here in America keep accusing us all of being racists.  Joe O'Biden tells us we're all racists.  His Sidekick Harris tells us the same thing.  Except she seems happy about it.  That po' Haaavid educated Black lady on MSPMS tells us White people we're all racists.  The "Single White Female" who conducts press conferences at the White House tells us we're all racists.  Jeeesh!  I'm beginning to get a complex!

They accuse us of living in a place where there's "systemic racism."  Now, I don't know who coined that term, most likely a wimpy little pantywaist who's never been out of Foggy Bottom, but look up its definition on Google.  It uses the word "racism" in the definition of "systemic racism."  I was always taught by my beloved English teacher, Ms. Wall, that if you have to use the word you're trying to define in the definition, you're basically full of s*it.

She didn't say that, I did.  But hey, we already knew that.  Let's get past that.  And I'm here to try...

I've decided that instead of getting my hackles up at being constantly called a racist, because, as they say, I live in a place where racism is endemic, I'll turn the tables and agree.  I've decided that there are really "Two Americas."  Not the Two Americas then-Dem POTUS candidate and busy philanderer John Edwards used to carp about, but the Two Americas that exist between those Left-wing bomb-throwers who are calling the shots, with their hands on the levers of power, and the other half of America which has no problem whatsoever with race.  

Including mine.

It seems if you live on the Upper West Side, or the tony Hamptons, or in San Fran Nan's San Franpoopco, or where the Hollywierd stars all hang out, and you look all around you,  you see racism.  Everyone is a racist!  The doorman is racist.  Your driver is racist.  Your nanny is a racist.  Your boss is racist, even though he's Black.  The guy who tunes your Aston Martin is a racist.  Fox News is racist.  Tucker Carlson is a racist.  Everyone who doesn't live in the "right place to live," is a racist.  

All Republicans are racist.  Trump was a racist, the "Big Orange Racist," and everyone he ever met is a racist.  And their "MainStreaMedia" will report the "news" as if they and their chosen political party are pure, and all those "other people" are racists.  So yes, to them, their Amerika is really a safe enclave from the Barbarians at the Gate.  Just think of it this way:  everybody but them is a racist.

And don't you forget it.  

Oh yeah, if you find yourself disagreeing with either my accusation or my chosen remediation, then you probably get your news from Yahoo and Google.  And it's you for whom I feel sorry.

So we don't need to "fix" America's so-called "systemic racism" problem, because in my opinion, one doesn't exist. "They"  very well might, but "we" very clearly do not.  So I would say their continued harping on the subject is either a strategy to help their preferred Democrat Party, or they should get out more.  Take a drive out past the Hudson River Bridge.  Go out into the hinterlands.  Places where ordinary folks live and work and play.  Places where they build cars and grow wheat and fell trees and farrier horses (look it up).  Places where they build houses and fill prescriptions and drive trucks.  And places where they think your brand of politics, most likely, is laughably weirdly dangerously scarily humorously, way off base.

As if you even care.

So here's the deal, as they say.  We aren't "systemically racist," whatever that is.  You might be, and likely are, if you even bring it up.  Remember Bull Connor was a Democrat.  Remember the Ku Klux Klan was started and manned by the Democrat Party.  Remember that every Democrat voted against the 1966 Voting Rights Act.  Remember your fair haired boy Sen. Robert Byrd, was the "Exalted Cyclops" of the KKK.  He was a Democrat senator for more than 50 years, and drew raves at his passing by nearly all those serving today.

Including Joe O'Biden.  And his boss Obama.

So no more finger pointing, shall we?  You go ahead be a racist if you want to.  You may well be a racist if you live in NYC.  Or SFO.  Or LAX.  Or any of the other socialist strongholds.  But from now on I intend to just ignore you when you set about  spewing accusations like a fire hose.  And I recommend my fellow Conservatives do the same.  Just ignore them!  Tell them you know their little secret.  That you always blame others for the things you yourselves are doing.  Tell them to come back when they've grown up and wish to join with us as a contributing member of society...  

Until then, in my book, they'll all have "systemic idiocy."   

"Fauci Forever!"

                       "Fauci Fun Day!"

Can't get enough of Dr. Fauci?  Happy he's in charge of America's answer to the Chinese Wuhan Killer Coronavirus?  Do you swoon every time "Dr. Tony" takes to the mic and equivocates?  When he tells you wearing a mask is not necessary, until he tells you it is?  Wish there was a way you could see our "Favorite Fysician" in person?  

Well read on, fellow Patriots!  Your day is just about to be made...

Even though you've seen Dr. Anthony Fauci every Sunday morning on every single "talking head" political show, on every single TV channel for the past 15 months or so, there's a chance you've still not reached your fill.  Yes, my friends, you know that our Dr. Fauci, "America's doctor," is here to represent you.  Sort of like the Lone Ranger, riding down out of the hills to rescue you from the, ummm, Indigenous Personages, Dr. Fauci has been there for us every single step of the way.  Since the pandemic overtook our puny, insignificant lives, good ol' Dr. Tony has been there to protect us.  For which we thank him collectively.  Please bow your heads in a quiet remembrance...

But wait, there's more!  

For those who've yet to reach their "Dr. Tony" fill, and who'd like to have him at your next birthday party or bar mitzvah or graduation, listen up!  For the unbelievably small price of only $1,495.00 plus tax, plus first-class travel and lodging, of course, Dr. Tony will pop out of YOUR cake!  Or toot the ram's horn!  Or debase himself in any other way you or your group might find enjoyable to watch!  He'll speak for 8 to 10 minutes, sign autographs, and offer signed and dated, individualized and numbered face masks in numerous colors at only $5 each, and then be on off to spread his own special brand of cheer.

So call today and book your special "Fauci Fun Day!"  Remember, Dr. Tony Fauci, although America's highest paid civil servant at a tad more than $414,000,000 per year, works really hard and could still use some more.  

I hear his wife's spending necessitates it...

MOLON LABE!

Way, way back in time there was a war between the Persians and the Spartans.  

No, they were not football teams.  They were countries.  The Persians were the Big Dog on on the block back then, and they attacked the much-smaller Sparta.  Why?  Because they were the Big Dog, that's why.  And that's what Big Dogs do.

When you're a hammer, everything looks like a nail...

Among the laconic phrases attributed to Plutarch, the Greeks' go-to "Man on the Street" reporter back then, sort of the 5th Century, A.D.'s version of Jim Acosta, was the comment made in writing from Xerxes of Persia to Leonidas of Sparta.  It seems Xerxes, Persia's king, demanded that Leo, Sparta's leader, turn over all of his weapons.  All his swords and shields and spears and such.  Otherwise, his wicket was going to get very sticky...  

Anyway, Leonidas' response to Xerxes was classic.  He said, "Molon Labe."  That means, roughly, "Come and take them."  

Pithy, right?

Xerxes, it seems, just could not take a joke.  So he attacked Leo and his Gang at Thermopolae back in 480 bc.  If you saw "The Battle of the 300" you know that the Spartans inflicted heavy casualties on the much larger Persians for three long days.  However, Xerxes had more bodies than Leo had arrows so he finally emerged victorious.  But Leo's cryptic response to Xerxes that day will form the basis for this particular rant.  Okay.  Ready?  Here goes...

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Why do I tell you all of this, fellow Pilgrim?  Besides being another opportunity to show off both my encyclopedic knowledge and my amazing memory, of course?  Because O'Biden and his gang of sycophants are coming for our guns.  And no, I'm not being paranoid.  It was once said, you're not paranoid if they're really after you.  And trust me, they're really after you.  

The most onerous bunch of new anti-gun laws just passed the House and are on their way to the Senate.  And their ultimate goal is to force you to turn in your firearms.  Or render virtually unusable the ones you have.  Or both.  Will you go along with that?  Would you give in to bogus laws that are blatantly unconstitutional?  Even if it meant the gutting of your 2nd Amendment Rights, forever, without due process?  

It will be interesting to watch how the electorate behaves once those they've installed in office, those who live and work and play in "bubbles" like D.C., under armed guard, paid for by you, the Taxpayers, pass laws to make them far less safe.  

I ask again:  Why is it that those who live behind walls and are protected by guns want to remove our walls, yours and mine, and take away our guns?

In closing, I'm wondering if anyone would actually turn in their firearms if O'Biden somehow managed to outlaw them?  Do you think a significant number will go along with a so-called "buy-back" program?  Do any of you think, while the Democrats are emptying the prisons, and eliminating our border enforcement, we'd be stupid enough to hand over our guns?  All together now...  

Molon Labe!

"...From The Consent Of The Governed."

Thomas Jefferson was one very smart guy, I'm sure you'll agree.*

He wrote some of the more dramatic and important documents during our Country's Founding, beginning with this one:

     "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all Men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.  That to secure these Rights, governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just power from the consent of the governed."

(Above underlines mine)

The foregoing was from the text of the Declaration of Independence.  And the reason I bring it up this fine day is for its last line; "...deriving their just power from the consent of the governed."  What Mr. Jefferson was telling us with these words is that we appoint folks to represent us in a Representative Republic, which is exactly what we have (if your best buddy tells you we have a democracy, find another best buddy...).  And those folks enact rules and regulations and laws and such to govern our puny lives.  And if they do a good job, most likely we never, ever hear about them.  

Ever.

But if they screw up, like politicians are wont to do, and as they've been doing wholesale these days (Cuomo?  Witmer?  Bottoms?  DeBlasio?), then you and I, that would be "We," as in "We, The People," reserve the Right to withdraw our consent.

Sort of like the good citizens of California are in the process of doing with their "Boy Guv" Gavin Newsom, and those of Minneapolis will likely try to do with their "Boy Mayor" Jacob Frey.  Voted in because of their perfectly-quaffed hair, or their Dentyne smile, or their good looks, or what freebies they promise to deliver, best believe this; between the two of them they couldn't pour piss out of a boot. 

But then there's O'Biden's offering.  He's now (in)famous for his attempt at the Declaration at a Texas campaign stop with, "We hold these truths to be self-evident.  All men and women are created equal.  And, you know the thing!..." 

My dear departed Mom would have said to that, "Bless his little heart."

So We, the People give our permission to elected representatives to make decisions on our behalf.  We, the Governed, give our consent.  And here's an example of that consent:  The 2nd Amendment to the Constitution tells us flat-out that "...the Right of the People to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed."  Not occasionally, not most of the time, not NEVER!  However, Mr. O'Biden has just told us, looking squintingly for the camera lens, perhaps trying to find it, that "No Amendment is absolute."  That none of them, he says, are anything but "Words on a paper," he said, which he or other Progressives can change at will.

"And, you know, the thing!"  

In fact, I so "think not," and am so outraged at this un-American comment, that I hereby withdraw my consent.  If anyone out there in Internet-land knows him or anyone close to him, please let them know of my decision.  He just issued a bunch of fluffy Executive Orders masquerading as a rule or regulation I'm supposed to follow.  I think now's as good a time as any to let it be known I shall not.  But thanks a lot for asking, Joe.  Get back to me when or if you have other ideas for how we might Constitutionally keep folks away from guns if they shouldn't have them.  Oh yeah, and keep the subject of guns away from politicians when they absolutely have no business talking about it.  

Like you, Joe...

The "consent of the governed."  We are the governed.  You and me.  They, the people we hire to govern us, had better get their collective act(s) together.  For until or unless they do, I'll/we'll just kindly take back our consent, thank you.........  

*  If you happened to wander onto this little unassuming blog posting from the HuffPo, or The Daily Beast, or Axios, he was one of our Founding Fathers.  One of the folks who helped build America.  That racist and homophobic country you despise so much.  Something you probably didn't care to know...

"NoCanGo!"

(Although, fellow Patriots, I'm frequently quite proud of my rants on this unassuming little brain purge, I think this one is destined to go in the pantheon of Great Blog Entries.  Let me know if you agree...)

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You've probably noticed that the price of gas has been steadily rising.  That's because our new President Joe O'Biden has shut down the pipelines and the oil wells, lest AOC and her crowd get mad at him.  

And we sure wouldn't want that, now would we?

And also good ol' "supply and demand" economics, which Liberal brains are not wired to understand, means we're destined to now pay ever-higher prices.  And we citizens will therefore have to do everything in our power to save fuel whenever and wherever we can.

And that's why I'm so pleased to introduce the brand-new "NoCanGo!"  This remarkable device is designed to increased your car's gas mileage by as much as 30%, or even more!  (Don't you just love it when they say "as much as, or even more?"  Yeah, me too...)  How do we do it?  Read on...

We don't succeed at saving your gas and our planet's environment by simply conjuring up some high-tech device to strettcchhh out your gas-buying dollar.  Or some additive you put in your tank that's "Guaranteed to save you 30%!"  No no, fellow put-upon members of the motoring public, we do it using modern-day electronic technology!  The "space age" answer to increased gas mileage.  Ready?  Here goes...

We send you a special computer chip for you to install in your car's key fob.  It will deactivate your key two full, 24-hour days a week, all by itself!  

That's right, fellow motorist, two out of seven days you'll be locked out of your car and unable to burn that awful hydrocarbon-based pollutant all the way to work and back.  And you can't tell your boss what day that will be, as it's chosen completely by the random assignment of artificial intelligence.  Which is kind of like by chance.  And your boss can't bitch about it because he should let you work remotely, anyway (what kind of an evil bastard is he?)  And if he did, you could drop a dime on him.  It would blow up social media and a mob of crazed enviro-whackos would be on his front lawn by daybreak, threatening to burn down his house and murder his family.  No, my fellow Patriots, the chip we install in your key will now decide when you can drive.  And therefore when you can work.

And when you can't...

Can't you just feel the increased gas mileage now?  And can't you just imagine how much money you'll save from not being able to drive?  And if you'd like to be among the truly elite, the absolute cutting-edge of technology, simply upgrade your order to our "Elite" model and our chip will make your key fob hide itself another day a week!  

And although we'll provide you with a Customer Service 800#, don't bother calling to try and talk us into opening your car.  We Will Not Budge!  

Come on now, be among the very first on your block to reserve your brand-new "NoCanGo!" today!    

(NOTE:  Investors are desired!  I believe those dumb enough to cough up $125,000 for a little electric plaything car made by a dope-smoking, South African, rocket-addled billionaire, at exactly the same time our Country has finally found its energy independence from those in the world who hate us and want us dead, for the very first time in more than 70 years, will most likely be dumb enough to buy our product as well.  Call today and let's talk about your equity position!)

A Tale of Two Politicians...

The Conservative:  Once upon a time there was a disgruntled businessman.  He owned a lumberyard, or a used car lot, or a pharmacy, or a farm.  Or he toiled at one of one those businesses, for "The Man."  And he looked all around him and he saw that things were not quite right.  People were working harder than ever and keeping less and less of what they earned.  And he thought "The Government" was less and less interested and accountability to its voters.  He thought that our freedoms were being attacked by the Liberal Elite, and he was pissed about it.  And it seemed to this businessman that Gummint was catering to illegal aliens, not homeless vets.   And to the "rich," and not the Middle Class.  He said to himself over and over, "One of these days I'm gonna' go to Washington and change things!"  

And then one day he "pulled the trigger," so to speak (being a gun owner and 2nd Amendment activist).  He announced his candidacy for (name your elective Federal office) and began to campaign.  He promised from his "soapbox" that if his constituency voted for him, he'd go to Washington and "change things."  

And lo and behold!  He won!  And he went to Washington, D. C. and tried and tried and tried, but still could not effectuate meaningful, positive change.  He became more and more exasperated and despondent after a couple of terms at how bloated and unamanageable Washington had become, while all the Liberals around him were growing ever more gleeful as the Country deteriorated them.   

And so he quit the Congress and went back to the used car lot, or the lumberyard, or the pharmacy, or the farm, and got back to work, feeding his family, and likely many, many others.  He busted his ass for the rest of his natural life until he dropped dead one day from a myocardial infarct.  That's heart attack for you undereducated social media users (read a book, dumbass!).  And then the Gummint, after having picked this guy's pocket his entire life, proceeded to then tax his heirs to the tune of one-half of whatever he'd accumulated while he grew a'moulderin' in the grave...

The End.

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The Liberal:  Once upon a time there was a Liberal who was unhappy with his lot in life.  He was a postal collector, or a union leader, or a community organizer, or a lawyer, and he was not at all happy with the way things were going.  He wasn't happy that some hedge fund managers were making $Billions while he was only making $Millions.  Or that his new raise to $15 an hour for being an excellent shift leader at Woke-a-Burger STILL won't feed Starbright and the kids.  Or that his annual food stamp allotment was cut back.  Or that the state won't give him a new cell phone.  Or that making unfettered abortions available to girls everywhere is unpalatable to some stuffy Conservatives.  Or that his uncle's cousin's nephew's sister had been killed by gunfire in a drive-by in south Chicago and she wants all guns banned.  Everywhere.  Including those in Cuba and North Korea.  

And so, after years of careful thought, he decided to run for office and finally make things right.  And lo and behold!  His constituency voted him in!  And he went to Washington, D. C. for some of that Hope and Change!  

And he discovered that our pesky old Constitution kept him and his cohorts from instituting the radical change they truly desired.  You know, the kind of stuff they do in Cuba and China and Venezuela.  So all he and his sycophants could do was continually nibble around the edges of Constitutional acceptability, moving us ever closer and closer to socialism.  

And so, despite his inability to enact the "change" he desired, which was terribly disconcerting to him and all his fellow hand-wringers, he stayed in Washington, being reelected year after year, until he was offered a plum position running a Super-Pac, making a couple of $Mil a year.  Which he took, and used that springboard to replace the Most Reverend Alfonso Sharpton on MSPMS.  He wound up buying a mansion on the water in Maryland, right next to Joe O'Biden's, and retired a multi- $(M/B)ilionaire.  

Because to a Liberal, you see, the act of just GOING to Washington, D. C. to "change" things is an end in and of itself.  Odds are you couldn't blow a Liberal out of his/her/its elective office with a hand grenade!  Think about it:  Joe O'Biden, as an example, was elected to the Senate at the ripe-old-age of 29!  After having graduated somewhere near the bottom one-tenth of his class.  And after nearly being kicked out of law school for plagiarism.  And he's been in Washington, D. C. ever since!  That would be 49 years to you, fellow Patriots!  It's like hitting the lottery!  Many have.  Many more will.  And that's why America is not a perfect country...

The End.