Don't You Find it Interesting...

...that Putin was held in check for the entire 4 years of Trump's presidency?

...that Kim Jung the Un was also kept at bay, ceasing to shoot off intercontinental rockets for all of Trump's term?

...that when Chairman-for-Life Xi and his Chicom lackies not only didn't threaten Hong Kong or Taiwan while Trump was running things, they whimpered as they were forced to pay us more for our beef and pork and coal, while we sanctioned the piss out of them?

...that when Trump was Prez our southern border problem was resolved, with all those desiring to come to America being forced to first wait in Mexico?

...that we were energy independent when Trump was in Office, and are now purchasing more than 211,000 barrels a day FROM RUSSIA?

...that we could buy gas for $2.50 a gallon most places before O'Biden, and not have to take out a second mortgage to fill up our cars and trucks?

...that when Trump was in charge, inflation was substantially zero, leaving your bank account and your 401(k) completely alone, unlike today?

...that the President of Guatemala wasn't threatening to resign when Trump was POTUS because, as he now says, all of the Guatemalans are moving to America?

...that before O'Biden we had a Vice President that didn't cackle every time she's asked a question?

...that we've had a Black person on the Supreme Court for decades and the Democrats haven't seemed to notice?

...that when Trump was Prez folks weren't being forced to get a shot and wear a mask in order to go to work or eat out?

These are just a few things I find interesting.  Perhaps you find them interesting as well.  I have a feeling there just might be more...

"Affirmative Action," SCOTUS-Style...

Back in the good/bad old days, depending upon your perspective, America must have been a truly "racist" country.

I don't remember it that way, and I lived through it, but perhaps the perspective of those from more, umm, "racist" parts of America had some demons to purge.  

It must have been racist, because then-President Lyndon Baines and "Lady Bird" Johnson rammed their so-called "Great Society Programs" through Congress.  To "fix" our racism, I suppose.  A multi-$Trillion Dollar "fix."  But it involved planting flowers next to freeway overpasses and running public service announcements on TV and radio, and, most memorably, affording "Negroes" and "Coloreds" what they euphemistically called, "Affirmative Action."  

Calling them "Black" back them was a pejorative.

Anyway, that meant we gave them more than a helping hand; we marked them as unable to fend for themselves in our harsh society without being led by the hand.  Sort of like stray puppies.  They needed our help.  And, oh yes, we gave them an extra five points on their Civil Service examinations.  And on their college entrance exams.  And on apartment vacancies in Federally-owned buildings.

Five points.

Why?  Because, depending upon who you talked to, it was either, A), because they were stupid and couldn't fend for themselves; or B), it was payback, pure and simple, for the mistreatment of their slave forebears 400 years ago.  But in either case, it was a shove to the front of the line.  

Could be it was the difference between them getting a coveted slot in a university, and a more qualified White person who scored less than five points better than they did.  And some Blacks gaining entry into colleges and universities in which they could not realistically compete.  And then failed, spectacularly.  And of course, it paved the way for welfare abuse.  This entire process was shameful.  It was demeaning.  It portended to the entire world that this category of Americans, po' Blacks, couldn't cut it without our help.  Did I say shameful? 

Then Dr. M. L. King came along and convinced us we were all equal.  Not some, but all.  And that none of us needed to be treated as if we are second class citizens.  The Civil Rights legislation was passed, without Democrat help, I might add, and we all held hands and walked into a brighter tomorrow.

Except, Joe O'Biden's White House just leaked out that Supreme Court Justice Breyer will be retiring.

They needed a "shiny object" to take the public's attention off the train-wreck O'Biden's made of America in a just a short 12 months.

Breyer didn't make the announcement himself, BTW, like one would expect, after loyal service to the Country for 28 years.  Not just expect, demanded!  The White House leaked it.  O'Biden stole from him the right, and the honor, to announce his own goodbye himself, at his own good time, and in his own good way.  The way every single Supreme Court Justice has done for more than 235 years.

They simply bullied him off the Court so they could name his possibly even more "Progressive" replacement now, while the voting balance in the Senate might make it possible.  And with Veep Harris' veto-breaking vote assured in the likely event of a 50 - 50 tie, it likely will.

But screw that.  Let's talk about the important aspect of this "announcement."  O'Biden had promised while on the Campaign Trail that he'd appoint a Black Woman to the Court if given the chance.

Not the most qualified person, a Black woman.

He now will have that chance.  And he's already doubled-down on that promise.  The Campaign season will be upon us in the summer and fall, and they hope this will become the focal point instead of our faltering economy and our raging inflation and our soaring crime rate and our horrendous foreign policies and the increasing probability of a world war.  

A Black Woman.  Not the most qualified person, as the Constitution requires, but a Black woman.  Not a Hindu.  Not a person of Chinese extraction.  Not an Indigenous Personage woman.  Not an Inuit woman.  It just hazzzzt to be a Black Woman!  That would have to be the utmost expression of equity over equality I could ever imagine!  Don't look at qualifications, or experience, or talent, or writings or judgements or a track record.  No, just skin color and sex.  Boxes to check.  Hopefully to garner votes.  One from column "A," and one from column "B."  Like a Chinese restaurant menu.  How pathetic.  

As the cadre of Black women on MSPMS and CNN(LOL) commented in unison today, this is Biden's opportunity to "Make the Court look more like us."  Apparently, they are not aware that Justice Clarence Thomas, clearly Black, has been sitting on the Bench for decades.

But he doesn't count.  He's a Conservative...

I'd suggest that if they're going to go down this road they should take it all the way.  You know, if a little bit's good, a whole lot just has to be better, right?  RIGHT?  So why not appoint not just a Black Woman, but a Black Female Transgender Jewish Armenian Midget Gypsy, who identifies as a Vegetarian Inuit recovering alcoholic from Burkina Faso, with Plaque Psoriasis, and who prefers to be addressed by pronouns?  

I mean, if we're going to throw all rhyme and reason out the window, just wiping your ass with the Constitution, why not really make a splash?  I'd just love to watch it unfold.  With an even 50 - 50 Senate, plus the guaranteed vote of the sort of "Black" South Asian - Indian Veep to break a tie, presuming that's even legal (stay tuned America, lawsuits soon to follow!), who just might be the odds-on favorite to receive the Appointment herself (how ELSE should they get rid of her?), they can install any puppet dumbass they wish.  And they most likely will.  

But they must know their doing so will further divide the Body Politic, just in time for the General Election.  The results of which will surely leave them crushed, monumentally mashed, stomped on and crunched, disassembled and destroyed, as never, ever before!  Rolled up, folded, put away.  Forever.

My question is, will there be anything left of the Democrat Party after the November Election?    

God, will this be fun! 

A Few Points to Ponder...

     *  When Joe O'Biden took office America was energy independent.

(I give him the "O" because he carried Obama's water for eight years.  He deserves the honorarium...)

     *  In fact, due to the discovery and exploitation of the Bakken Oil Shale Deposits in the Pacific Northwest and Canada, America was a net-exporter of oil and natural gas.   

     *  The experts tell us that this Deposit holds enough oil and gas to provide for America's needs for the next 200 years.  Let me repeat that, 200 years!  More, in fact, than in all of the Middle East!  Freeing us finally from the flinty grasp of those greedy oil sheiks.

     *  That oil and gas abundance gave us low energy prices and a better way of life.  Having never learned the value of leaving well enough alone, the Democrats had to muck things up.

     *  O'Biden cancelled the XL-Pipeline on the morning of his first day in office, destroying more than 100,000 of our high-paying union jobs, and pissed off Canada, our largest trading partner.  The only reason I can deduce for this self-destructive action is that Trump wanted it, so it must be bad. 

     *  O'Biden then green-lighted the Nordstream 2 gas pipeline from Russia to Germany, without any concessions, fueling Putin's ambitions and driving a stake through the heart of NATO.  

Sort of like helping the Ukrainians protect their borders while completely ignoring the security of our own.  Hmmm...

     *  That's left us where we are today.  We have historically high gas, oil and fuel prices, including up to $8.00 a gallon gas here in Taxifornia.  Hey Joe!  Even Democrats have to buy gas!     

     *  Oh yeah, and historically high inflation.  7% at last report.  Bummer, that.  While folks were safe at home, locked down, shades drawn, double-masked, giving the Gummint "two weeks to slow the curve" two years ago, they lost 7% of their wealth.  Oh well, no good deed goes unpunished... 

     *  These are just a few Points to Ponder.  But there's one more.  I'll continue to ponder on exactly why good ol' Joe would wish to shoot himself - and us - in the foot like this.  Intentionally.  In front of God and everybody.  Unless his goal was to destroy America as it is, and has been, and then try to remake it as a Socialist Paradise...

We'll find out come November whether The Folks are behind such an effort...

Our "Road Map"...

For those historically challenged, which would not include you, my loyal Patriot readers, please allow me, The Chuckmeister, to provide those other folks with a little reminder on how this whole this called America works:

The Bill of Rights to our Constitution specifies how political power shall be divided between the various factions in our society.  It has to do with voting, and representation, and apportionment and laws and the Rights guaranteed us all.  And that "road map" for power distribution has worked quite well for more than 240 years.

The Democrats now want to change it.  Why?  For the purposes of seizing, and retaining, raw political power.  Forever.  

Why?  Because they find themselves with a 50 - 50 Senate and a sparse 6 seat voting majority in the House of Representatives.  And that means they have no mandate to remake our society into the socialist "paradise" they had previously envisioned.  They're trying, but they can't.  And every single time they try, they throw up all over themselves and slink back into their holes.  To sulk.  Over how their own Senators Mansion and Sinema won't go along with their radical remake.  It's their fault!  They've become traitors to the cause!  They need to be sanctioned and heckled and protested and threatened and shamed.

And every time they expose their own fecklessness, their poll numbers go down.  And their impetus to quickly ram through life-altering legislation before they lose power come November becomes even more acute.  They are now eating their own.  And it's a joy to watch...

It must be really frustrating for some Democrats (and about 98% of the "Corporate Media," which serves as their public relations department) who can't quite figure out why two of their own in the Senate are voting against their Party's interests.  

As in, that's the key factor in determining how Senators should vote.

Apparently they've forgotten - or perhaps never learned - that Senators don't represent their Party.  They represent their home state's constituents.  Because a New England state's interests may have nothing at all to do with one out West.  Or one in the South.  Or in the heavily-mechanized upper Midwest.  They are all different.  And thus, each state's two Senators are charged with representing only those interests in the Congress.

A key reality may have been overlooked by Sen. Schumer and Speaker Pelosi, and most particularly what's left of Prez Joe O'Biden; 

     Sen. Joe Manchin's West Virginia was carried by Prez Trump in the last Election by more than 35 points!  

That means 85% of West Virginians showed via their votes that they like Republican policies more than those of the Party Manchin represents.  And their other Senator is a Republican!  The only reason they vote in Joe Manchin over and over is because he's quite moderate.  He's a Conservative Democrat.  A so-called "Blue Dog" Democrat.  And there aren't too many of them left.

I think you could count them on the fingers of...one finger.

And, it sure doesn't hurt that his daddy was a two-term Governor of WV, and HE was a two-term Governor of WV.  So, NY Dems trying to shame Mansion into voting against his State's interests is not appreciated.  Frankly, I believe the only reason he doesn't flip Parties and join the Republicans is that he'd then lose all his power and his fame and fade into media obscurity.  No more Mansion on Sunday morning talking head programs.  No more thongs of hangers-on following him everywhere he goes.  No more gnashing of teeth and wringing of hands over every move he makes.    

Think about it... 

And then ask yourself, do you want the folks who are too damn dumb to understand that a Senator won't vote against his or his State's best interests running things?  Too damn dumb to understand not to bite off more than they can chew?

They are right now...

A Border Tale...

"We'd both been flagged at the border crossing in Yuma, and sent to the "pat down" room for a good feeling up by those evil guards.  

That's what those bastard Border Guards like to do to potential drug smugglers.  And especially to the pretty ones whether they're carrying or not.  I guess the bulge in the front of my pants stuck out just a bit too much; maybe like a sore thumb.  Or a sore...  Our eyes met, hers and mine, as our arms were raised above our heads for frisking.  The aroma wafting from her armpit was intoxicating.  Her meth-addled eyes met mine...and I somehow knew that she and I would never, ever shoot up alone, ever again..."

Oh, I'm sorry!  Where were we?  Oh yeah, we were beginning to discuss Joe O'Biden's first press conference in nearly a year.

It lasted two hours.  Two incredible, indelible, cringeworthy, authoritative, rambling, nonsensical word salads, punctuated with occasional whispering and mumbling.  It struck me while I watched this train wreck that nobody loved Joe enough to tell him not to do this; not to embarrass himself and the entire Country of America almost every time he opens his mouth.  Whilst trying to keep his dentures in place.

Obama tried to warn him not to do it.  But he was too stupid, or too addled, to take the hint.

Is this Candid Camera?  Will I wake up from this bad dream?  

Yes, fellow Patriot, you and I will wake up from this Bad Dream.  All it will take is our side not making any foolish mistakes between now and November.  And considering that the Secret Service just reported he'd spent fully 25% of his Presidency in his basement in Delaware, all we could hope for is that he keeps doing the same until November.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Can't do much damage in a basement in Delaware, can he?

Anyway, he just had a press conference.  It lasted a painful two hours.  And during that P.C. they asked him about Ukraine, and Russia, and Afghanistan.  And COVID.  But not a single question about the deadly inflation the American people are suffering through.  Or the wide-open southern border and the two million-plus illegal aliens that have poured through in the past year.  Or the price of gasoline.  Or milk.  Or meat, eggs or poultry, or other staples we rely upon.  In short, not a single question about the problems plaguing America.  Just the theoretical bulls*it that plagues the Yalies in D.C. when they try and put their "woke" wet dreams into operation.

BTW, I'd like to throw in about here that there's never, ever, EVER been a socialistic government that worked in practical application.  Never.  Did I say never?  Yet these two-dimensional pukes keep trying.  Keep on doubling down.  Maybe if they just try little harder they can make America hate White people!  Or make Black people feel like they need to have their hands held in order to live the American dream.  Or that only by ceding the authority over our voting to these vultures will be retain our democracy (we don't have one; we have a representative republic!)  These folks are dumber than a bag of rocks...  

I have three observations:  1), please keep it up.  If you do you'll be run out of Town on a rail in 10 months.  And 2), people who run for and get elected to national office should be required to live for a month with an Iowa farm family.  Or a Montana cattle rancher.  Or perhaps a guy who builds cars, but can't afford to put gas in the one he's got.  They should have to do this before he/she/it casts a single substantial vote.  Before they can further screw up America with their "woke" bullsh*t.  

And lastly, 3), those who flee states like California and New York and New Jersey, in an effort to dodge the "Progressive" laws and rules and regulations and policies and procedures they and their ilk have foisted upon us, I only ask that they leave them at the border of their failed state and not further contaminate "free" states like Texas, and Florida, and Arizona, the ones they're fleeing to. 

They'll make "Escape from New York," and "Escape from L.A." a reality...   

They live in a bubble.  That bubble has burst.  I can only wonder whether those who get their news from Yahoo and Google will be permitted by their Masters to learn of this prime-time fiasco?  

Oh yeah, I'm an aspiring author of romance novels.  Whaddya' gonna' do about it?

The Great Buffalo Blizzard...

Hey!  You folks back east!  You think you had a blizzard?  Really?  You want blizzard?  I'll give you blizzard...

I flew into the Buffalo International Airport on the evening of January 27th, 1977.

And yes, my arms were tired.  Very tired.

The flight was uneventful, the trip to the downtown Marriott was uneventful, and my preparation for my meeting at 7:15 the next morning with a group of physicians at the hospital across the street was uneventful.

In short, like so many other flights and so many other cities and so many other hotels and so many other hospitals, there was nothing to make that cold, crisp, clear Buffalo night any different than any other.

Except it was.  

Early the next morning I hopped out of bed, showered, shaved and proceeded to dress in one of my sharper suits.  While I did, the morning news was reporting that Buffalo was being hit by near-record snowfall and that the city was pretty much locked down.  Damn!  I headed down the elevator and toward the hotel lobby exit, which was one of those revolving doors high-zoot hotels feature to help justify their enormous prices.  I recall thinking in the back of my mind as I walked toward the exit that it seemed strangely "white" through the windows and glass door ahead.  White. One should be able to see through it, I thought to myself, kind of, in the back of my mind, as I reached the door and began to push.

It didn't move.

I pushed and pushed and pushed against the door to try and get to move, but it was stuck solid.  And it hit me within no more than a quarter-second that the entire front end of the hotel was covered in a blanket of snow.  A DRIFT of snow!  This was not good, I thought.  Not good at all...

There was no one else in the lobby.  Nobody at all.  Nobody in the bell station, nobody behind the desk, nobody in the little card shop convenience store that overcharges.  Just me.  I kept looking and finally found a group of people gathered in the kitchen.  Maybe 20 or so were all there, talking at once, feverishly trying to find out what was going on.  One of the security guards reported that there was a drift of snow 35 feet high covering the front of the hotel, all the way up to the third floor.  

He reported that it was so bad none of the employees could get in to the city, so none of the hotel's services were available to its guests.  Worse yet, we were snowed in and nobody could leave!  Are you s**ting me!  

It didn't take long for my Army training to kick in and start figuring out what to do from here.  I got the group together, took charge, divided the by-now 50 or-so to teams, appointed leaders, and began marshaling our resources.  We had lots of food, and lots of stuff to drink at the bar, so what's the problem, I thought?  We all had a permission slip from God to take off however long this "emergency" lasted, I thought.  Damn!  I hit the brass ring!

Emergency?  What emergency?  I opened up the bar (I used to tend professionally) and made everybody a drink.  A 7:00 in the morning, drink.  One of the group had been a cook so he took charge of menu planning.  Another was a stand-up comedian, believe it or not, so he kept us all entertained.  We had a doctor, so there's that.  We partied like it was 1999 long before it was 1999.  It was a major-league hoot!  

And that's how it all unfolded for the hundred or so of us intrepid lodgers who spent a total of five days in the lap of Marriott luxury.  I flew in on a Sunday evening and it was Thursday morning before they could dig us all out.  We had to make our own beds, because the maids couldn't get downtown, but we figured that was a small price to pay.  It was so bad, in fact, that one intrepid soul actually stripped down to his undies and did a dive off the third floor balcony, right smack into the snow drift above the Marriot sign.  This was before cell phone cameras, or I'm sure it would still be a viral YouTube sensation.

The good news is that Marriott comped our rooms and the food and, as they said, "hundreds of gallons of liquor," since we were being held "captive."  So the comedian got us all to agree not to sue.  And I'm pleased to report that there has never, ever been a snowstorm of that magnitude to hit Buffalo since.  Some areas got more than 12 feet of snow!  I was there.  Just your roving reporter.  Just your Scribe Without Porfolio.  Doing what God put me here to do.   

File this as just another story from the intrepid case files of The Chuckmeister... 

Aussie, Aussie, Aussie!

What's up with these Aussies?

A lot of us patriotic 'Muricans are sort of shocked by the authoritarian tack the Australian government has taken of late in response to the dreaded Wuhan Chinese Killer COVID Coronavirus.

Authoritarian in the extreme.  

I used to think of our down-under brothers and sisters as good-natured, sort of warm and fuzzy, American-loving Brits, with shorts.  And Kangaroos.  And digeridoos.  And folks who say, "That's not a knife!  This is a knife!"

But no, fellow Patriots.  Our folks "down under" have gone quite nuts.  They are hunting down and locking up people who just go outside for a stroll, in contravention with their draconian anti-COVID lockdown orders.  Having a smoke and a stroll outside against the rules of the State got one guy 10 days in jail.

Yeah.

And we all witnessed the slow-motion train wreck that was the however-you-pronouce-his-name, unvaccinated Serbian tennis star that OZ whipsawed into and out of detention in advance of his quest for a 21st Australian Open Championship.  Can you say P.R. nightmare?  Yes, this bozo shouldn't have lied about being vaxxed on his visa app.  And yes, the Australian government shouldn't have issued him a valid visa.  And yes, the Aussies should have presupposed such a problem and taken steps to avoid it before it blew up in their faces.  And no, the Aussies should not have revoked his visa and sent him packing.  Just in time to watch the Australian Open from his home in Serbia.

I'm betting the Chamber of Commerce in Koala-land is recommending they adopt a change of messaging PDQ ("pretty damn quick")... 

So how did our almost-Brits get so out of control handsy?  Well, I'm give you my opinion, fellow Patriots.  And one I believe to be more than probable.  Here 'tis...

Port Arthur, Tazmania.  That's the answer.  A guy took an AK-47 and went on a killing spree in a campground in this quaint village back in 1996.  He killed 35 and wounded another 32 over a 12-hour period.  It was a slaughter, plain and simple.  And since nobody else was armed, nobody could stop him.  That was the lesson I took away from this mess.  If you want to prevent somebody from picking up a gun and killing a bunch of folks, it's a good idea to make sure there are armed folks nearby to stop it before it can get started.

That was not the lesson the Australian government took away, however.  This bunch of commie pinko dumbass liberal weenies decided to blame the tool, not the user.  They went on an all-out assault on firearms.  Within 9 months they had forcibly confiscated 699,000 guns, of all types, from all over this, the only country that's also a continent.  And considering their relatively small population at the time, and even now, that's a lot of firepower.

But think about it for a minute.  An entire country is now unable to protect itself from all foes, foreign, and especially domestic; as in their politicians and police.  Just like in Cuba and North Korea and China and Germany and France and Venezuela and Mianmar, and so very many other countries whose citizens have been unilaterally disarmed, they've now discovered they are at the mercy of any authoritarian government that happens to come along.

And one just happened to come along.  They just deported what's-his-name because they said "He could cause others to disobey our vaccinations mandates."  While they're holding people against their will in solitary confinement in converted-motel prisons, replete with armed guards and meals delivered twice a day.  Just like we hear the Chinese commies are doing to their problem citizens in Wuhan.  How quickly they went from "warm and fuzzy" to "Gibt meir deine papieren!"  

That's my pretty tolerable G.I. German for "Show me your papers."   

Watch it unfold, America.  Watch what could be your destiny if you permit smooth-talking politicians to romance any of your less-than-bright neighbors out of your firearms.  It won't work for me, I'm quick to say, please don't let it work for you.

Otherwise, we may both have to prove to any authoritarians we aren't to be trifled with.

Elsewise, you may find yourself in a country so afraid of its shadow and so afraid of its leaders that it locks up a multi-millionaire, foreign tennis star so he can't compete for your country's top prize in an international sporting event.  Even Hitler didn't do that to Jesse Owens...