Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Look For The Silver Lining

This might be one of the toughest times in the history of America. Yeah we're having a coup. The commies are trying to take over. Okay. Got the memo.

They will have a much easier time if we're demoralized. They want that. Buck up fellow Americans. Look for the good, don't focus on the negative.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Mocking of The President Begins

In general not a good thing but right now it's a great thing. This is how George W. Bush was torpedoed. Little by little but constantly for 8 years. We can get rid of 44.



Kyle Smith, March 22, 2009

A reading from the Book of Barack, 3:22:09.

And the Word was heard from above.

America, my flock, my followers, my enthusiasts and aficionados.

This is thine president, thine one true president. Hark and behold my words, for let it be said that I am very good at this job.

The times we live in are times of storm, and strife. Of hurt, and pain. It is a time when even I must humble and prostrate myself, to consult an authority of wisdom and insight. I speak of the Book of Roget. The Day of the Synonym has come to pass.

It is vital that I double my words, so that I might speak in double talk. Thou shouldst heed my speech, but not too closely. Attend to the measured cadences and prose poetry, not the trifles of substance. For substance is the curse of lesser mortals.The hour is upon us for the AIG bonuses to be denounced. When the knowledge was loosed upon the land that the false prophets of finance had enriched themselves with the false profits of bailout money, I was and I'd like to thank President Obama for welcoming me here from Dublin.

Excuse me, the Teleprompter just broke.

One minute, please.

Thank you for your patience.

Okay, it's back on.

Getting back into character.


(And the Voice did grow most wond'rously sonorous and urgent.)

I was angered, and disturbed. I was surprised, and shocked.

The masters and lords of AIG have become like unto pharaohs, and the people who toil in the valleys of the taxpayer are like unto the Israelites who are building for these pharaohs Jacuzzis and Gulfstreams.

Now it is who point the righteous finger of blame. It is I who call out, "J'accuzzi!"

I castigate AIG for this decision, which I signed off on. Mine Apostle Geithner did approve the bonuses, but with great reluctance in his heart. Now there is great reluctance, across this fair land, to believe I know what I'm doing.

So I ask my faithful flock of Democrats in Congress to join hands with me in toiling to eradicate this scourge and pestilence from the land, as soon as they have cashed their campaign checks from AIG.

I wouldst ask thou to smite from thine memory the $100,000 in AIG checks I cashed long ago.

For today I am enraged and outraged at the bonus payments, which were for favors exchanged and prearranged.

I say onto my disciple Christopher Dodd that he has strayed and betrayed. For it was he who welcomed the moneychangers into the temple of government. Yea, he did rend and blaspheme the passage in the Book of Stimulus that did decree no big bucks for bailout Beelzebubs.

I shall pursue every possible legal angle to stamp the wrath of nullification on these contracts, which were legal and binding.

I vow to stop payment on these checks, which have already been cashed and deposited.

Sordid sinners shall not prosper. I will change the AIG wine back into water. I will change the golden calf back into lowly peasant beef, of the Arby's grade. I will summon the power of IRS transubstantiation, call forth the redemptive force of 100 percent taxation of the bonuses. Though mine own disciple Charlie Rangel questions how the thing canst legally be done.

The shadows grow long. I have time for only a few more words to deliver forth onto the land, because in these days of tribulation and despair I am a busy President who must journey to the land of ESPN to fill out my tournament bracket. Then shall I till the comedy fields in the land of Leno.

I speak unto American business, to the corporations that were laid low, who came wandering desperately across the desert of bankruptcy, like unto Joseph and Mary coming into Bethlehem asking only for a suite at the Four Seasons. I say onto them and the bounties that bless them after a day's toil: Be fruitful, and multiply, but this is ridonkulous.

Thursday, March 19, 2009


We knew there was sentience behind 44. He didn't even know that Great Britain is in a different dvd region than America. So much for his brilliance. Brilliantine more like.

His teleprompter has come out of the closet. Hilarious, as all cutting edge truth is likely to be.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Anything Goes

This morning one of the movie channels aired Night and Day starring Cary Grant. It's hard to even call it a biopic. The names were correct and Cole Porter did write those songs but little else in the movie was accurate. Oh well.

This has been one of my favorite songs since I was a child. Seems strange but I suppose we can react to popular culture because it's popular and we're lemmings, and we also can discern (or we once could, I don't count on that anymore) real talent and quality. Now I think the Beatles stink but I still love Cole Porter.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner

Yes, when I was a small tike, channel 9 would run the same movie all day long and they ran Tony Richardson's The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner starring a young Tom Courtney. Based on Alan Sillitoe's novel it portrays the poor working class of Britain in unremitting misery that's only alleviated by materialism or sex. Hollow, shallow people, unable to get ahead, unable to love, and in the final moment of being able to grasp a small but life-changing measure of success, throwing it all away in a fit of pettiness.

For some reason, this movie, which touched me so deeply for so many years and I later decided was pretty much based on the bullshit philosophy of Sillitoe's--existentialism--came to me this morning. Oddly enough it was not the hymn Jerusalem, which I was introduced to by this movie and which I still dearly love. No, it was an email from my friend in England who is not poor working class, just middle class with a quite nice house, a rental property, a dog, a car, a caravan (!) and a family. My friend said she was turning away from politics and the news, just wanted to be left alone, live out the rest of her life and when her mother dies, invest that inheritance in property because that's the only thing of value anymore.

And so we see how Great Britain will become Lesser Britain or maybe Britainistan. The social policies of the elite for so many years, generations now, have crushed the English spirit.

In The Long Distance Runner the telly soothed the spirits of the family. Today it's my friend's caravan. Please, just leave us alone to live out our lives, we promise we will not challenge you, just give us a few pleasures useful to make the time go by until we die. They have nothing left to fight for because they are no longer free men, they have reverted to being serfs.

And the ruling elites are as stupid as they ever were.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

It Ain't Your Money To Spend


2009, Words by Steve Jones, Music by Kathleen Stewart

Don't spend my grandson's paycheck.
He's only two years old.
With Obama in the White House,
His future's bought and sold.
Stop this immoral spending spree.
Stop assaulting our liberty.
Let me help you comprehend:
It ain't your money to spend.

Born and bred for freedom.
Got me a lot of rights.
They're all but disappearing
Before your fiscal appetites.
You're taking the fruit of my labor
To give your next-door neighbor.
I'll say it from beginning to end:
It ain't your money to spend.

It ain't your money to spend.
You're acting like a bunch of jerks.
I'm the one who earned it.
I'm the one who works.
Your income redistribution
Doesn't jibe with the Constitution.
So I got a little message to send:
It ain't your money to spend.

You started a spending orgy and then,
You made me long for Georgie again.

You gave some cash to ACORN.
Those folks are so corrupt.
All the pork and all payoffs,
It makes me want to erupt.
Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi,
The scariest folks since Bela Lugosi.
Let me help you comprehend.
It ain't your money to spend.

It ain't your money to spend.
You're acting like a bunch of jerks.
I'm the one who earned it.
I'm the one who works.
Your income redistribution
Doesn't jibe with the Constitution.
So I got a little message to send:
It ain't your money to spend.

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Friday, March 6, 2009

Richard Fernandez on our predicament

I've followed Belmont Club for several years and I continue to be impressed by Wretchard, a wonderfully intelligent man, a man of faith, a man who writes so beautifully that I'm always grabbing a piece of a paper to jot something down. This is a clear thinker and today there are not many of those. What follows are two comments that I had to set aside so I could, and hope anyone who comes here, will take to heart.

There are no “Good Men” of Action, they are all immobilized by the PC culture

There’s still us and while we can’t do much, we can do a little. We can begin by keeping our heads and our vision clear. No panic, no wild conspiracy theories. Just plain common sense. And that can’t be discounted. I have a little story. In the late 1980s I was in a building when a major earthquake struck. There were about 70 people in an open plan office. About three or four of the people in the office went into a total panic. Fell to the floor, started kicking in their air in hysteria. About 63 or 64 people stood rooted, immobile to the ground, wondering what to do next. About three people remained standing and you could see they were absolutely cool. They led everyone to safety and had the hysterical people carried bodily out of danger. Why? It was nature. I figure this is a universal distribution, and that in any crisis about 10% of the people will go nuts. Ten percent will know what to do. Eighty percent will stand paralyzed but will act when they get reasonable leadership.

So keep your cool, which I know you will. Don’t worry too much. Sanity is a great virtue. If things go bad you’ll see a lot of weird stuff of all kinds. Crazy stuff. If you keep cool, the majority have someone to follow. If not to safety, then at least not over the cliff. And that’s no small thing.

I don’t think we’ll ever see a Hitler again, not in the sense of a guy with a postage stamp mustache and abrupt gestures bleating out speeches. But I think the same passions which inflamed the 40s inflame men of every generation, simply because they are people too. During a time of discontinuity, there are always those who see their chance. And we would be ill-advised, I think, to assume it will this or that person beforehand. However as a general proposition, periods of crisis are times when things can go either way.

In a crisis, the opportunity aspect of the moment is often ignored, or as in the case of Rahm Emmanuel, misunderstood. He thinks it’s a chance to implement a pre-existing agenda. No. Opportunities in a crisis are windows in which we can recognize the new. Not the old. It’s the time when we see the future sail into view as a Black Swan. Rahm Emmanuel, if I understand him aright, thinks it a chance to do what he always secretly wanted but never had a chance to do. What a small man.

The real chance of greatness in crisis is to be open to the right opening doors and to ignore the wrong ones. You can’t approach the future aiming to control it. Only to say ‘yes’ to the right things. So I am consoled by the idea that we are, despite all the troubles, on the verge of a better world. But not just yet.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Doom and Gloom

The world is a dangerous and scary place. Muslim fanatics (however you want to translate that) want to kill us.

Actually it seems like no one very much likes the fundamentals of America anymore but a few of us conservatives. Europe hates us and gloats mightily whenever anything bad happens to us. (Oh boy am I going to enjoy the next couple years watching them squirm.) Islamic teachings run 180 degrees in opposition to the Constitution and Bill of Rights. We have a president who was raised as a Marxist. We have democrats who are drunk on power now and spending our money like they just hit the jackpot at Vegas.

All we hear is doom and gloom. Buy gold. Get out of the stock market. Buy canned foods. Grow a victory garden. I don't know what you in the cities are going to do but please stay there.

We're in for tough times. For some of us it's going to be a real come down in lifestyle. I'm not sure I'll notice very much because I live a very moderate life as it is. I already have a garden. My car, a Ford, gets over 35 mpg. I got a great deal on Aviva running shoes at Sam's Club last month. $22. I wouldn't dream of spending an entire month's budget on a pair of shoes.

So yeah, some of you are going to suffer as we plunge downward on this rollercoaster. Then we're going to be hit with inflation--the good part is you won't be able to afford those Christian Louboutin shoes then.

I'm not sure I am sorry about this turn of events (leaving aside how much I hate cultural Marxism). People need to have their lives recalibrated and this is going to do it.

But as I said two days ago tracht gut, zain gut and I mean it.

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

-- Dorothy Parker

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I'm Sorry

Remember a few years ago when all the moonbats took photos of themselves being sorry for the Iraq War? (Funny how Saddam Hussein was never sorry for anything.)

Now we have this--which I don't believe but okay let's pretend it's a real thing and I believe (because I was enrobed in some fairy dust on my way to the computer).

Wouldn't we all be thrilled if a goodly portion of the Prince Narcissus voters actually did have buyer's remorse?

We must allow that a goodly portion love him and will always love him no matter what he does because they believe America should be killed. Since America is in the initial stages of being killed, for them he's king and it's all good.

But some didn't think this through, they felt a Bon Jovi moment "I'm a cowboy, a steel horse I ride, I'm wanted---dead or alive". Immature, the response of a 17 year old boy or a 35 year old boy, they had a dose of BDS because they weren't wearing a condom when watching the news or talking to the comrades, so they voted for the Neo-Socialist (Neo-Soc from here on in) agenda without realizing it because they don't know what socialism is or what the Constitution gives them.

We have a lot of ignorant people in this country due to 40 years of socialist indoctrination and lousy teaching in public schools. So a lot of people simply rebelled against the father figure of the time, George Bush. It didn't really matter who it was, it was just a childish tantrum, a laugh, a lark.

And now we're stuck with the schmuck.

They should be sorry. They do owe America an apology and they should work with us to put this mistake right. It can be fixed. It can be rewound--sorry Mr. Levin, I'm not buying your position that it can't. But it will be difficult, nearly impossible, but America was an impossible dream. America was the first time people were to be accorded such freedom and the ruling classes would never want that. They don't want it now in Washington.

Remember the gifts you have been given. Freedoms still unknown and undreamed of over most of the world. Fight for that freedom as those before did. America is a bigger idea than the puny ideas in Barack Hussein Obama's head.

My country right or wrong.
If right, to be kept right.
If wrong, to be put right.
---Carl Schnurz

Monday, March 2, 2009

Tracht Gut, Zain Gut

What does that mean? It's Yiddish for if you think good, good will result.

In the past years the moonbats took over the culture and bombarded us with their nonsensical pseudo-spiritual blather. One was supposed to think positively and the universe acting like a cosmic cash machine would belch out the goodies. Oprah is big on this. Obviously that's not going to happen but being moonbats they couldn't figure that part out. Or we are presented with a view of life that's unremittingly grim. There's nothing Hollywood likes more than a script about a couple low-life meth dealers living in a dirty trailer out in Victorville. Choose your poison, America.

We should be clever enough to know life is not as grim as the pinheads in Hollywood insist. We should also know the whole think positively dictum is flawed. You can think positively when someone is ill and they die anyway. You can think you'll get a job and you don't. Why is this post about thinking good and good will result when we all have examples that prove the reverse? Unless I'm playing a switcheroo on you and I'm going to argue that thinking that good will result from thinking good is for immature morons, you should be wondering where I'm taking you.

One day quite a few years ago when I was employed I said I prayed about something and the boss barked at me "What happened?" and I said "I felt better." He was baffled. The poor man, an ex-alcoholic, womanizer, liar, mean-spirited opera lover couldn't figure it out.

The left inherently is negative. Everything is always wrong and always requires fixing. Lots of fixing, expensive fixing, usually by them or the government. We've been force-fed this mindset for about 50 years. We're victims, we're pitiful, we're slugs. There's no God to turn to for solace, only the latest self-help book written by a moonbat. There's always therapy and moonbats love that field. There's drugs, one of their favorite things ever!

No wonder Prince Narcissus could spout a platform as nebulous as hope and change and win. He had the moonbat vote sewn up.

But that was a bait and switch because he's reverted now to the standard Left view that we're all victims, we're pitiful, we're but slugs and we need massive government intervention to save us. Funded by us. But we're too stupid to know how to spend our own money so we need big government to do it for us.

So sad.

And I see the right, the Republicans and even Conservatives, going along with this nonsense. CPAC: Epic Fail! Is the newest chant. A couple days before that it was the stupidity of the American Tea Party movement. Whether it's in politics or the economy, the knee-jerk reaction is to cut the public off at the knees and render us helpless and depressed.

Even the Catholic Church in the Middle Ages recognized that people cannot live under continued defeat and gloom. That's why there were feast days and celebrations throughout the year. You have to give people some bright spot reinvigorate them to enliven them to make life worth living.

Of course under Socialism this isn't true. You don't want the people happy. You can't control happy people. (Read Umberto Eco's The Name of the Rose for further illumination of this concept.) Crushed and demoralized people are owned by the state. They are mindless slaves.

We cannot save ourselves or this country if we fall into the abyss of negativity. We must begin to see there is value in taking action, any action, even if it's silly or fruitless action. Tea parties even. Why? Because action is resistance. Inaction is surrender. Do something, do anything. We will find the right things to do in time.

But wait. I haven't yet addressed the title of this post. If you think good, good will result. What do you want? A treasure chest filled with gold coins? Is that the only good you recognize? How about doing something for someone and seeing them smile? I left cookies in my mailbox for the mailman sporadically for months. One day he came to the door, put his hand on my shoulder and thanked me sincerely.

Think of the good things you can do and act on them. Believe you can make a contribution to life whether on a large stage or a small one. Focus on the good in the world, a flower, a vista, a puppy, a work of art bequeathed to us from generations past. These are the gifts we ignore. If we look for the good, we will find it. It will find us. That is the treasure in the treasure chest of life.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Am I Misremembering This?

Mitt Romney--20% favor him in 2012 at CPAC this week?

Wasn't it last summer that Mitt Romney was spoken of as if he had 3 nipples and a forked tail because he was a Mormon and everyone *knows* Mormons hold odd beliefs? Because some on the right threw a tizzy fit about Mitt, we got stuck with McCain and lost the election. Thanks a lot guys, yeah, I think you're partially to blame.

Now suddenly Mitt looks attractive. Well he was always attractive, competent and a true believer in capitalism and there is also the small fact that at least he's run a company in his life which we cannot say for Prince Narcissus.

We can't do this again. We have to become adults, conduct ourselves as adults and vote like adults. If we don't this country is dead. Okay? Is that plain enough for you? America will die if left in the hands of the Neo-Socialists. So be a big picture person for the next election. Think it over. We're all depending on you.