Tuesday, May 31, 2011

"You don't know **** about dynamite."

This is MORE than well worth the few minutes it takes to watch this.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

A Veteran Died Today

From a post at Cast Boolits.

A Veteran Died Today

He was getting old and paunchy, and his hair was falling fast; and he sat around the post home, telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he had fought in the deeds that he had done; sharing exploits with his buddies, all were heroes, everyone.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors, his tales became a joke, all his comrades listened, for they know whereof he spoke.
But, we'll hear his tales no longer, of ol' Bob has passed away, and the world's a little poorer, for a Veteran died today.

No, he won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife, for Bob lived a plain and ordinary sort of life.
He held a job, raised a family and quietly went his way, and the world won't note his passing, 'tho a Veteran died today.

See, when politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state, while thousands note their passing, and proclaim that they were great.
Their life stories are grandly told, from the time they were young, but the passing of a Veteran goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land, some jerk who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary person, who in times of war and strife, goes off to serve this Country and offers up his life?

Now, the politician's salary and the style in which he lives, are sometimes disproportionate to the services he gives.
While the ordinary Veteran who offered up his all, is paid off with a medal and, perhaps, a pension small.

It's so easy to forget them, for it was so long ago, that our Bobs, Jims and Larrys went to battle, that we know.
It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys, who won for us the freedom that our Nation now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger, with an enemy at hand, would you really want some "cop out" with his wishy-washy stand?
Or, would you want a Veteran who swore he would defend God, Country, Family, and would fight until the end.

Yes, he was just a common Veteran and his ranks are growing thin, but his presence still remind us, we may need his kind again.
For when foreigners are in trouble, then the Military's part, is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

So, if we cannot do him honor, while he's here to hear the praise, then at least let's pay him homage at the ending of his days.
Perhaps a simple headline in the paper that might say.
Our country is in mourning, for a Veteran died today.

--Author unknown

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Rick Perry. OK for Texas. Not OK for the rest of U.S.

There are more things I like about our governor, Rick Perry, than things I don't like.

He's pretty conservative, especially when it comes to the Second Amendment and anything hunting or ranching or outdoors. He grew up in a small town in Haskell County, not far from my own grandparents, and was raised on a working ranch.

He graduated from Texas A&M, which is a plus to everyone except those of us who graduated from Texas Tech University or that other school in Austin. No Ivy League BS or blue blood crap in this guy.

He's down home, as we like to say out in west Texas. He's one of us.

Governor Perry, without hesitation, signed the Texas concealed carry bill into law almost immediately upon taking office. He's been a huge supporter and defender of Second Amendment rights as well as Tenth Amendment rights.

He rankled the yankee press a couple of years ago after the anointment of the Kenyan imposter by broaching the subject of Texas independence. In doing so, he solidified his base in the Lone Star State as Senator Kay Bailey Hutchison found out during her run for Texas governor in 2010.

One of the things I like best about Perry is he doesn't hide from his friends who may have views unpopular with the liberal factions in Austin or Dallas or Houston. he really doesn't give a damn what liberals anywhere outside of Texas think about him, and I'm not so sure he gives much of a damn what anyone outside of Texas thinks about him.

He is good friends with Chuck Norris, Sarah Palin and Ted Nugent, and in turn, they are highly complimentary and supportive of him.

So what's the problem? Well, several things.

One, Perry's support of Jan Brewer and Arizona's immigration reform law has been dismal to the point of non-existent. In fact, Perry has been running around putting the Chapstick smooch on the butts of various Hispanic groups and leaders when it comes to immigration.

In this regard, he follows in the pathetic footsteps of his mentor and previous Texas governor, George W. Bush. And for the record, most Texans did not like W's or the Bush family in general's view on immigration.

Another thing that bothers me and many others here is Perry's inexplicable love affair with toll roads. 'Nuff said, there.

Additionally, I'm not too anxious to send another Texan to the White House. We haven't exactly fared real well up there. Lyndon Baines Johnson was one of the biggest horses asses to ever come out of Texas and pollute the White House and much like Carter and now the Kenyan imposter, we're STILL paying for his fornicated programs.

George W. Bush spent like a drunken Democrat and was soft on immigration. No, belay that. He wasn't soft on immigration. He was non-existent on immigration. He was the right man for September 11, but the wrong man for many other areas. And perhaps Bush's biggest Achilles Heel was that he just flat did not understand business. He didn't have too. He was born into money. What's to understand?

But the number one biggest problem I have with Rick Perry is that he is a politician, and a politician is precisely what we DON'T need in 2012. We need an achiever from the private sector.

I'm fine with Perry in Austin. Not so fine with the idea of him being in Washington.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Another crisis. Another vacation.

I'm referring to the Kenyan imposter, in case anyone was confused. Er, excuse me. The IRISH-Kenyan imposter.

As is typical of this president, whenever there is a crisis, he is out of town and refuses to come back. The latest example of this is the Joplin, Missouri tornado.

122 Americans dead, in Joplin alone, and this asswipe is off in Ireland looking for his "roots" and swilling suds with the locals down at the pub.

What an asshole. What a complete, utterly useless, no-class piece of shit asshole.

You know something? As a veteran, it pains me to talk about our president and commander in chief in this sort of gutter-level language.

But it pains me even greater that this imposter made one of the planks of his presidential campaign the issue of "Where was President Bush during and after Katrina?"

Well, Mr. President, where the hell have YOU been during:

1. Government in danger of shutting down, and you ran off to Williamsburg, Virginia for some R&R.

2. Japan suffers worst earthquake in its history, and you ran off to choose your NCAA basketball brackets, then prepare for your trip to Rio.

3. The BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico and you go golfing--but say nothing when your administration criticized the BP chief for taking a day off to spend on his boat. You pathetic hypocrite.

4. Attempted Christmas Day bombing on a flight over Detroit, and you could not be bothered to even comment on it. Maybe you were too busy checking the final draft of that questionable "birth certificate" while you were in Hawaii?

Now you have 122 dead Americans and you stay in Ireland sucking down the suds?

Must be Obama's idea of New Age crisis management, because it sure as hell isn't anyone's idea of leadership.

In a country of tremendous and widespread faith (Catholic and Protestant), Obama didn't even have the class or guts or wits or whatever to even offer up a moment of silent prayer for the folks back home.

All of that pains me.

Don't ever say another word to me about Bush and Katrina.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

(when your life is on the line) Compliance is safer than confrontation

If you run a restaurant, grocery store, convenience store, liquor or beer store, pet store, flower shop or (especially) a pharmacy, the risk of armed robbery is very real.

And often times, very deadly.

In southwest Michigan, a Walgreens pharmacist, Jeremy Hoven, experienced this firsthand--the armed robbery part, at least. His quick reaction and courage, along with his concealed handgun, in all likelihood prevented the "often deadly" phase of so many of today's armed robberies.

The Walgreens employees at his store credit him with saving their life.

For his bravery and protecting his fellow employees, he was terminated by Walgreens.

By e-mail.

Walgreens, like many large employers with deep pockets, maintains a no-weapons policy for their employees, however they fail to adequately describe or outline what constitutes a weapon.

Most Walgreens sell beer. So if an employee were to take a beer bottle and bust off the end to make a "weapon" in order to defend himself against a group of rowdy punks who came in to hassle or assault him, would that employee be fired?

The fallout begins

This story is now making national news and is flooding forums and blogs on the internet, especially with gun-owners, of which there are approximately 80,000,000 or more in the U.S. A Google search turns up endless gun forums with this story.

Translation? There are tens of thousands of gun owners pissed off at Walgreens, and the numbers grow almost by the hour as more learn of this event.

And if that isn't worrisome enough (at least, Walgreens should be worried), this story is now making the rounds in a number of veterans' forums and blogs and is being pinned up on bulletin boards of VFW and American Legion Posts.

Veterans know a thing or two about bravery and duty, and most of all, protecting your buddy--or in Hoven's case, his fellow employees. And right now, we're riding high on the wave of patriotism and supporting our veterans. If THEY have a problem with you, then. . .

Calls, letters and e-mails of protest to Walgreens' corporate office have all netted the same boilerplate response:

Thank you for contacting Walgreens regarding this matter. Our policies in this area are designed to maintain the maximum safety of our customers and employees.Store employees receive comprehensive training on our company’s robbery procedures and how to react and respond to a potential robbery situation. In past incidents, employees have told us they’ve found this training effective.These policies and training programs are endorsed by law enforcement, which strongly advises against confrontation of crime suspects.Compliance is safer than confrontation. Through this practice, we have been able to maintain an exemplary record of safety.We’ve made significant investments in security technology in recent years, including increasing the number of digital surveillance cameras at our stores.With upgrades to security technology, we are able to provide police with high-resolution photographs and video of crime suspects.We continue to invest in state-of-the-art security measures and high-definition surveillance equipment and hope that the apprehension of robbery suspects in the Benton Harbor area will prevent future crimes. Thank you for contacting Walgreens to share your comments.

"Compliance is safer than confrontation." (the bold emphasis in the above response is mine.)

Let's take a look at that in this day and age. In the Dallas, Texas area several years ago, a couple of robbers hit a car wash early on Saturday morning and rounded up the employees. The employees "complied" and for their compliance, they were shot execution style.

Not so safe.

Security cam videos are replete with armed punks walking into convenience stores, walking up to the hapless and complying clerk, and shooting him or her dead at point-blank range.

Not so safe.

And of course, on September 11, 2001, the passengers of three commercial airliners complied with the hijackers' demands. The result was the worst single terrorist attack on America in our history with over 3,000 dead.


One hijacked flight, however, had passengers who did not comply. They fought back, and in doing so, in all likelihood saved the Capitol or the White House from being destroyed, which would have also resulted in a catastrophic loss of life.

I wonder how Walgreens and other corporate security "experts" feel about that?

A differing opinion

Predictably, a rent-a-cop with his own "consulting" firm (who in this case, just happens to be from California) couldn't wait to get his two-cents in on the matter in regards to Jeremy Hoven.
"He's a cowboy. He was a dangerous man," said Chris McGoey, owner of Los Angeles-based McGoey Security Consulting, which includes the 7-Eleven convenience store chain among its clients.

By the way, this penis wrinkle's website address is "www.crimedoctor.com"

"Crime Doctor?" Give me a mall-ninja sized break.

This "expert" goes on to steal oxygen and pass gas by authoritatively pontificating,
"That (worker) got lucky. The store got lucky," McGoey said. "And I guarantee you there are hundreds of stores, perhaps thousands, where the opposite has happened," where workers or customers were hurt or killed.

Really, now. "Thousands" of instances where a store employee or owner defended himself and got killed or his customers got killed? I would be willing to wager that John Lott could refute that. I wonder if McGoey has read Mr. Lott's book, More Guns Less Crime?

I also wonder how much military experience, actual "fired a shot in anger" experience McGoey has? If he has any, he doesn't boast about it on his website. Nor does he boast about any actual serious street cop or federal agent experience on his website. Most security experts who make such bullshit claims as McGoey and use candy-ass monikers like "crime doctor" can't brag enough about their "DeltaSEALAirborneCommandoReconCIARanger and DEA/FBI/HRT/I'd-have-to-kill-you-if-I-told-you who I worked for" experience.

I also wonder if McGoey feels the same way about having a firearm in your house? After all, by his "logic," you'd be more apt to get yourself killed or kill your wife or your dog or your pet parakeet rather than the piece-of-shit who kicked in your door.

Like I said, Penis Wrinkle.

Problem. Solution.

I salute Jeremy Hoven for his bravery and his actions. I disagree with Walgreens' termination of him, primarily because I disagree with disallowing employees to be able to defend themselves.

Is it better for a female Walgreens employee to "comply" with being raped rather than confront the pervert and maybe punt his nuts into orbit? Would that get her fired?

By their (Walgreens') own admission, probably so. After all, their policy is "Compliance is safer than confrontation."

Walmart seems to think that way as well. They fired some security employees after a shoplifter held a gun to their head--and they fought back and subdued him. They were fighting for their lives, literally, and Walmart fired them for it.

What a bunch of chicken shits. My spending at Walmart has plummeted to virtually zero. And you know what? I haven't missed it a damn bit.

We all know that these "policies" are the work of the biggest chicken shits there are, corporate lawyers, who take their leaks sitting down and who curl up in the fetal position on their shrinks' couches trying to deal with their phobia of the biggest blight on society this country has ever seen--ambulance-chasing lawyers.

And so the net result is that corporations lose their reproductive genitalia, be they ovaries or testicles, the lawyers get richer, and employees get screwed.

It's yet one more reason I seek out locally owned, independent businesses whenever and wherever I can.

So what can we, us ordinary consumers, do about this?

I'll leave you with this final thought: I carry not one, but TWO voter registration cards in my wallet. One allows me to vote at the polls.

The other allows me to vote at the cash register. . . of MY choosing.

Think about it.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Herman Cain is a professional politician's worst nightmare.

"Everyone in Washington has held public office before. How's that working out for you?"

--Herman Cain on the relevancy of political experience.

I've liked Herman Cain for a long time, going all the way back to his days when he turned around one of the worst Burger King group of restaurants into the most profitable--and in less than three years.

Then he did the same thing for Godfather's Pizza, only this time it took less than fourteen months.

Is there any doubt what he can do for America if we put him in as political CEO, also known as President of the United States?

On the big issues for me, which are Gun Control and Taxes, he's solid conservative. Gun laws are up to the individual states, he says. I agree. Federal regulation of guns is not constitutional and as a result, disastrous to law-abiding gun-owners.

A Cain presidency just might finally eliminate the hated and despised Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, Explosives.

It might also eliminated the universally reviled Internal Revenue Service, because Cain also is adamant about a Fair Tax.

On his campaign website, he has a booklet that downloads easily and quickly. It's called Cain Common Sense Solutions and I've linked you to it. Click on it and give it a quick read. You'll be impressed.

Such honesty is refreshing.

The American Thinker has an excellent piece on The Top Ten Reasons To Support Cain For President. I can't argue with any of them, and what's more, every point he makes is one of the foundation planks in the Tea Party movement. I especially like the counter argument to having never been elected. I like it so much I put it at the masthead of this column.

The liberal media is trying their damndest to ignore Cain, hoping he'll just go away. News flash--yes, intentional pun--Cain is here to stay. The mainstream, aka liberal media is scared to death of this guy when the natural comparisons to the Kenyan imposter are raised: He's clean. No affairs. No tax cheating. No scandals. No terrorist affiliations. No radical America, white-hating pastors as his mentor.

And he has a birth certificate and so far has not claimed to be Irish or have Irish blood in him.

Let's look at a few comparisons between the Kenyan imposter and Herman Cain:

• Obama was a community "organizer." Herman Cain built communities.

• Obama's only real vote of record during his Senate tenure was to vote repeatedly for approving late-term abortions. Herman Cain believes Life begins at conception.

• Obama insists we need "common sense federal gun legislation." Herman Cain trusts the States and the law-abiding citizens with the Second Amendment.

• Obama oversees agencies such as the IRS. Herman Cain has had to overcome the IRS in order to keep his workforce employed and his companies profitable.

• Obama's health, birth and college records are sealed, paid for by us taxpayers. Herman Cain's entire life is not just an open book--it's detailed in four open books. How's that for disclosure?

In order to make it to the White House, Herman Cain will need a running mate.

I propose Michelle Bachman, for obvious reasons as well as the intangibles. A Cain/Bachman ticket will have the liberals going insane. Bachman is scaring the Loonies almost every bit as much as Sarah Palin. That tells you right there the woman is right for America.

But why not Bachman/Cain?

I'd be all right with that, too, however what we need in 2012 is someone who has a proven track record of success of turning train wrecks around, cleaning up the debris, and making the lines run profitable again.

We're out of money, folks. We need a financially savvy, experienced business LEADER at the podium.

CEOs are generally somewhat smart. There are exceptions, but you don't stay top dog by being stupid--unlike in politics. CEOs stay in place by seeking and hiring the smartest specialists in their respective fields they can find.

Cain can do that, and Bachman can steer him through the political process.

For the record, I think Michelle Bachman would make one helluva good president and I think/suspect Cain would be interested in only one term. What great fertile training ground for Ms. Bachman to learn the exact intricacies of the fiscal and organizational aspects of being POTUS.

Four successful years of a Cain/Bachman administration would give everyone who (actually) works in America confidence in their ability to restore America to our path of greatness.

No wonder the pundits are shopping for sleep number beds. They're not getting much sleep since this weekend, and they're awaking with some real pain.

Serves them right.

I like Cain.

Monday, May 23, 2011

You can't fool flies

A cowboy from Texas attended a social function where Barack Obama was trying to gather support for his Health Plan. When Obama discovered the cowboy was from President Bush's home area, he started to belittle him by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words.

As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head. The cowboy says, "Y'all havin' some problem with them circle flies?"

Obama stopped talking and said, "Well, yes, if that's what they're called, but I've never heard of circle flies."

"Well, sir," the cowboy replies, "Circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."

"Oh," Obama replies as he goes back to rambling. But, a moment later he stops and bluntly asks, "Are you calling me a horse's ass?"

"No, sir," the cowboy replies, "I have too much respect for the citizens of this country to call their president a horse's ass."

"That's a good thing," Obama responds and begins rambling on once more.

After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says,

"Hard to fool them flies, though. "

Friday, May 20, 2011

Someone should've shoved that cell phone up her ass.

Finally, a little justice in the world of obnoxious cell-phone addicts who refuse to shut up their senseless, loud, obnoxious blathering.

It seems that Lakeysha Beard got tossed off an Amtrak ride for braying loudly and endlessly--SIXTEEN HOURS WORTH OF ENDLESS--on her damned cell phone.

Several thoughts come to mind:

1. Who the hell talks non-stop for sixteen hours besides a politician or tv evangelist?

2. What kind of super turbo-charged battery did this woman have on her cell phone that allowed her to yak for a day and a half?


4. I'll bet a pair of my Tony Lamas this woman is a HUGE (in spirit, as well as in physical size) supporter of the Kenyan imposter and great Osama-killer.

And why would I possibly think she is a fan and supporter of our present White House resident?

Because this fat, ugly, inconsiderate piece of human sewage is trying to make herself out to be the victim! She says she felt "disrespected" when other passengers reminded her that she was in a "quiet" car which meant. . . NO GODDAMN CELL PHONES!

She breaks the rules, gets called on it--repeatedly--and then says SHE was disrespected.

Folks, my patience for such people is at an all-time low right now. My tolerance for people yakking on their cell phones at restaurants, banks, grocery stores, etc is dangerously low. I ignore them right up to the point to where their inconsiderate behavior infringes upon my personal space or personal time. Examples:

• At a restaurant last week, some businessman was talking so loud that he was drowning out the two young people playing acoustic guitars on stage. Several patrons, including the restaurant manager, asked him to either step in the coat room to finish his conversation or to please lower his voice.

He ignored everyone and informed us all that he was "on important business."

I'd had enough. I excused myself from my dinner party, got up, walked over to his table, took his phone from his ear and told him I was going to shove that phone up his ass if he didn't take his conversation elsewhere.

He blustered and threatened (threatened to have me arrested and to sue me for "assault" until I told him, very quietly, that he had NO idea what "assault" really was) and turned red in the face. His dinner companion, another male, offered zero interference and actually looked relieved.

I got a standing ovation from our section of the restaurant and the manager comped our entire table's evening meal.

• Just yesterday, I was in line at the grocery store around the corner from our home. A woman was yakking non-stop while in line and kept telling the cashier to "hold on just a minute." She was talking about someone she'd seen at last night's "dance rehearsal" for her daughter.

I got right up next to her face and phone and started singing The Star Spangled Banner at the top of my lungs.

The entire grocery store got quiet and the manager came running. Cashier and customers explained everything. I didn't get a discount, but the lady was so mad and embarrassed that she just left her stuff and the rest of us got to check out and leave.

Inconsiderate assholes. To hell with them.

I have nothing against cell phones. What I have a problem with is the incivility they create and the total aspect of sheer rudeness that results. It's bad enough that people yak non-stop on them in their cars, but hey, at least we don't have to listen to them.

But at the movies? At the grocery store? At restaurants? Seems like everywhere you go, people are yakking--loudly--on their damned cell phones. And yes, even at church. I'm probably going to hell because someone at church a good while back wouldn't shut up and my message to him wasn't exactly Christian.

I hope more people start disrespecting these pieces of human sewage like Lakeysha Beard.

As long as they have no respect for everyone else, they deserve no respect themselves.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Beer and Sex.

The headline says it all. So does the graphic to the side.

As a retired advertising executive who toiled on the creative side, I have an appreciation for funny, clever television commercials.

And nowhere are commercials funnier than with beer commercials. Remember the old Miller Lite "Taste Great! Less Filling!" commercials with the retired football jocks and Bob Eucker, and sometimes Rodney Dangerfield? Classics.

Other countries have since gotten into the act, and what I'm posting below is a small collection of some funny and clever beer commercials. Some went viral and some were broadcast over the (traditional) airwaves. Even the Russian beer commercials are funny.

Bud Lite always cracks me up. And this one is as good as it gets. I've watched it at least two-dozen times, and I still laugh every, single time.

And a couple more from the Busch boys in St. Louis.

I dated a girl like this once, in college. Unfortunately, I also had a roommate like this at the time.

Who would've thought the Russians would have women like this?

Nobody does it like the Australians. Nobody. They're bloody brilliant.

And finally, a real beaut from the Kiwis. Makes me want to immediately book the first flight out to New Zealand. Beer doesn't look bad, either.

Beer and sex. Two great truths in life.

Kinda puts things back in perspective, doesn't it?

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Kick everyone off welfare. EVERYONE.

The fraud that is welfare is out of control. It is out of control in California, in Texas, in Minnesota, in Pennsylvania, in Florida.

It's out of control everywhere.

Kick everyone the hell off, and let's start over--and with a few new rules:

Rule #1. If you are not a U.S. citizen, no welfare. No public assistance. No nothing. If you can't make it here without government handouts, get the hell out and go back to wherever you came from. Fix your own country before you screw ours up any more than you already have.

Rule #2. Food stamps will only be used for food with nutritional value. The days of buying Cokes and donuts and candy bars and the such with your food stamps are over. Period. Don't like that? Tough shit. Get a job and pay for your own damn groceries.

Rule #3. Absolutely zero cash advances or withdrawls on these damned Electronics Benefits Transaction (EBT) cards. It's not your money you're withdrawing, it's my money. Taxpayers' money. What are taxpayers, you ask? People with jobs. Get it? Good. Get one (a job) and then withdraw all the money you want from YOUR bank account. Leave mine alone.

Rule #4. Paternity tests for all babies born out of wedlock whose moms/parents/grandparents apply for welfare. When the father is located, he has two choices: A) Pay up and support your child the way a man is supposed to, or B) Go to jail--and not just any jail, but one like what that Arizona guy, Sheriff Joe, has set up that puts inmates to work. If you, "dad," expect us to take care of your kid, then we'll do it. But you're gonna work for us if you can't--or won't--pay for your own kid.

Rule #5. For mothers who have a child out of wedlock and who cannot support that child, and thus expect us, taxpayers with jobs, to support you and your child, you will report to the county health official where you will be approved for an implanted birth control device. You can fornicate all you want after that because you'll be (temporarily) sterile. We'll pay for that--it's cheaper than paying for all your babies.

Rule #6. Drug testing will be mandatory. If a good number of us in the workforce have to take drug tests to keep our jobs, then you folks on welfare will have to start peeing in a bottle as well. If you pop positive, not only will your welfare end, but you will be indicted for possession (had to have it in order to use it, eh?) and sent to the jail mentioned above in Rule #4. Don't like it? Again, tough shit. Don't do drugs and for damned sure, don't use OUR money to buy your drugs with. How simple is that?

Rule #7. If you are under the age of 65 and on welfare assistance, you will work. We have countless things that need to be done in our country, and you will pitch in and help get them done. We have retired folks who need their lawns mowed or their homes painted or their cars washed. We have trash in our streets. We have run-down neighborhoods. We need tutors in schools, monitors on our playgrounds, people to keep an eye out on our parks. Get ready. You're it. In return, in addition to your welfare, we will give you a job reference to future/potential employers stating as to your attitude, reliability and quality of work.

To the politicians out there reading this, and I know two of you because you've e-mailed me just in the past two weeks, take note--there is zero reason why you cannot enact this. There are trillions of reasons why you better.

What set me off on this?

For one, I hate welfare cheats. They're scum.

Two, check out any of the following stories about fraud and abuse just as it pertains to these damned EBT cards--and how they're used for everywhere from liquor stores to strip clubs.

No, I'm not kidding you--strip clubs. Check this out from the Baltimore Spectator on EBT cards being used at strip clubs.

Or, check out any of the following:

EBT cards used at strip mall casinos in Florida.

Or this from the Pittsburgh Channel.com

Last November, Minneapolis television station KSTP found welfare EBT Access Cards being used to for tattoos, liquor and out-of-state vacations.

The KSTP investigation examined 2 million Minnesota EBT transactions in September and found that the cards were used 54,000 times in all other states, including Hawaii, along with 26 times in the U.S. Virgin Islands.

A Team 4 request for EBT Access Card spending records from the Pennsylvania Department of Welfare was denied.

Out of control. Everywhere.

Kick everyone, everywhere, off of welfare. Today. Start over and follow the rules.

And God help the government worker who aides in abuse or turns the other way. We'll have a special prison for you.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Was John McCain hit on the head one too many times while a POW?

I've never been a fan of the Arizona senator and Republican disgrace.

In fact, I primarily refer to him as Senator McVain as he is second only to Chuckie Schumer of New York when it comes to being in love with tv cameras and microphones. For the record, I also consider McVain one of the biggest RINOs this nation has ever seen.

These two frauds will do anything, say anything, be anything just for a shot at being president. They're so transparent that even Stevie Wonder can see right through them.

As a veteran, I respect McCain's time in uniform. As a citizen, I am disgusted at his putting himself and his "image" first, and the American people a distant third. Who is second, between himself and us?

The media.

McVain is a media whore. Not quite a street-walking crack whore, but he's getting there. His latest little bout of bravo-sierra published in the Washington ComPost gives more credence to this assertion when he rails on "Bush apologists" for claiming that "enhanced interrogation" helped assist in the finding of Osama bin Laden--a fact McVain disputes.

George W. Bush handed McVain his ass in the primaries in 2000, and McVain has never forgotten--or forgiven. All McVain's talk about "conservative solidarity" is pure bullshit.

McVain is about "McCain solidarity" and nothing more.

Newt Gingrich is a penis wrinkle

The Newt is back.

Much how when you have to open the door to your bathroom, spray air freshener and even light some candles in an effort to get rid of the stench you just flushed down the toilet, it seems that no amount of flushing or candle lighting will get rid of Newt Gingrich.

But this just might finally get rid of him.

Seems the Newt is was standing side by side with the great Osama-killer himself in requiring every American to buy health insurance.

Wasn't Newt the headliner in 1994's mid-term elections that embarrassed Clinton & Company? Didn't he do it by being a "paragon" of virtuosity and character as it pertained to conservatism?

Newt Gingrich is the epitome of a hypocrite. He's a power-mongering, two-faced SOB who is riding the coattails of the Tea Party--even though he mocked them and derided them early on.

Back to the health care mandates. A few days ago, the Newt slammed the GOP for their "right wing social engineering" as it pertained to the health care overhaul and SUPPORTED Obama's mandate that every American must purchase health insurance.

Today we learn that Newt ditches mandates and changes direction once again.

This son of a bitch flip-flops more than John "Swift Boat" Kerry.

For the life of me, I do not know why Sean Hannity is still so enamored with this guy. Hannity is a smart, stand-up "do the right thing" kind of guy so it's hard for me to figure out what it is about the Newt that is so magnetizing to him. In fact, in many ways, the Newt is a polar opposite of Hannity.

I'm still not over what the Newt and Karl Rove did to some candidates in the 2010 election. Republican candidates.

In essence, penis-wrinkles like Newt Gingrich are what has gotten us to where we are now. Newt is tough as hell when he's on the sidelines and chastising present conservatives for not being tougher and acting like winners. But a lot of us remember when the Newt was an active member of Congress and had the balls of a neutered housecat.

Newt is in this for Newt. Not America. And sure as hell, not you and me.

Remember that at the ballot box.

Monday, May 16, 2011

How to stop speeding--Denmark style

Here in the U.S., we spend gazillions of dollars on cops and radars and helicopters and speed traps--all in the name of speed enforcement. (Either that, or it's all for revenue.)

Leave it to the Danes to give us the absolute best, most effective--and low-cost--solution to reducing drivers exceeding the speed limit.

Works for me. What with all the girls we have running around looking to "bare themselves," why not pay them a little bit and give them a sign?

Then we could let our cops get some real work done chasing real criminals--like our politicians.

Has TSA surpassed IRS as most hated gov't agency?

This last week, the Texas House passed a law telling TSA to keep its damned hands off our genitals and other areas of the body they have no business groping.

And TSA is pissed about it.

I remember a time when the Internal Revenue Service was the most reviled and despised agency in the government arsenal. Don't worry, IRS, you're still up there near the top--but now you have some serious competition.

The sheer invasive aspects of an agency that, to date, has not caught one terrorist has infuriated most of America. Yes, there are still sheep out there who would gladly trade all of their rights and freedoms for safety--or at least, they think they would. But for most, enough is enough.

The Texas House said enough and passed a bill that would make it a criminal offense for the gropers to grope in certain areas.

The response from Texas citizens has been overwhelmingly positive, as has response from most of the rest of the country.

But TSA doesn't like it, and even blogged about it, throwing in some highly questionable facts and innuendo.

Must have learned that from the IRS.

At least the IRS does their damndest to screw everyone equally. Not so with the Transportation Safety Administration. Little old ladies, young children, attractive college-aged students--primarily all Caucasian, mind you--seem to get the most amount of attention from the agents.

Meanwhile, I remain convinced that a Muslim sporting a beard and turban with an AK-47 in one hand and a Playboy magazine in the other would be able to walk right past the metal detectors so as not to be "offended" via profiling.

That has been a singularly volatile complaint since virtually Day One of these airport screenings for the TSA--similar to the complaint against the IRS how large corporations skirt the tax collector's attention due to politics.

So middle-America gets screwed.

We rarely fly commercial. Most of our flying is via the Cessna. But last year, we got too good of a deal via Air Tram to take us right into Portland, Maine that we couldn't say no. We couldn't have flown ourselves for as cheap as Air Tram flew us. (However, we might could've made it faster given the length of layovers and duration of time spent getting to DFW International and then from Portland Jet Center to my sister-in-law's house.)

The TSA debacle at DFW tested every molecule of my being. The line, at 6:00 a.m., was already incomprehensible. Having traveled a lot during my advertising agency years, I've become adept at scooting through the metal detectors. Everything that can go "beep" goes into a clear ziplock bag, which goes into my laptop computer case for x-ray. Wanna search the case? Be my guest. Everything is in a clear bag. My Tony Lama boots come off and go in the basket, as does the Apple laptop.

Fortunately no pat downs for us, because if there were, I would never had made it to Portland. My policy if asked for a pat down from anyone other than my wife or a police officer who is arresting me is not to submit to one. Period.

When we were departing Portland, we were at the airport at 5:00 a.m. Portland is a small airport, but the line for the TSA checkpoint was beyond comprehension. By the time we got up to the gropers, my wife had cast me a number of evil, warning looks. She knows me too well.

It was then that I first began wondering who was hated more--IRS or TSA? After watching a sixty-something year-old women get groped, I figured it was a toss-up.

Both agencies basically stick a microscope up your butt looking for anything they can nail you on.

Washington. It's out of control, people.

The difference between chicken salad and chicken crap

From an e-mail sent to An Ordinary American this weekend. Pretty much sums it up.

 The Difference Between Chicken Salad and Chicken Excrement...

George W. Bush speech after capture of Saddam:  
The success of yesterday's mission is a tribute to our men and women now serving in Iraq . The operation was based on the superb work of intelligence analysts who found the dictator's footprints in a vast country. The operation was carried out with skill and precision by a brave fighting forceOur servicemen and women and our coalition allies have faced many dangers in the hunt for members of the fallen regime, and in their effort to bring hope and freedom to the Iraqi people. Their work continues, and so do the risks. Today, on behalf of the nation, I thank the members of our Armed Forces and I congratulate 'em.

Barack Obama speech after killing of bin Laden:
And so shortly after taking office, I directed Leon Panetta, the director of the CIA, to make the killing or capture of bin Laden the top priority of our war against al Qaeda, even as we continued our broader efforts to disrupt, dismantle, and defeat his network. Then, last August, after years of painstaking work by our intelligence community, I was briefed on a possible lead to bin Laden. It was far from certain, and it took many months to run this thread to ground. I met repeatedly with my national security team as we developed more information about the possibility that we had located bin Laden hiding within a compound deep inside of Pakistan . And finally, last week, I determined that we had enough intelligence to take action, and authorized an operation to get Osama bin Laden and bring him to justice. Today, at my direction, the United States launched a targeted operation against that compound in Abbottabad , Pakistan .

2012 cannot get here fast enough to be rid of this fraud.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Obama to border states: Kiss my ass

The Kenyan imposter does it again.

When you're president of the United States, you're never going to make everyone happy, no matter what. But you can also try to avoid going out of your way trying to piss any one group off.

Right now, Obama and Texas are feuding, and I'll tell you right now--we will win.

If I were a Democratic National Party or Committee whoopdee-doo, I'd be sticking a sock in the sock monkey's mouth. Obama has wrecked Texas for years and years to come for the Dems.

Remarks about the border and his totally blowing off border security--then joking about it in a recent speech isn't helping his cause, nor the Dems' cause a bit.

It's not a mockery when we ask for additional U.S. Border Patrol agents along our southern borders, nor is it a mockery when we pass along firsthand accounts of the drug violence and criminal enterprises that are occurring with impunity in the border areas.

I'm reaching the point to where if the stupid assholes in Washington--which includes our own elected officials from the border states--do not start raising hell to change the way we secure our border, then I'm for the States taking over that chore and securing the damned borders ourselves.

And by whatever means necessary.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

ATF starts wildfire in Texas

BATF has figured out yet another way to illustrate their complete and utter lack of utility value.

It seems that the clueless anti-gun and anti-useful federal agency was trying to "assist" some local bomb squads east of Lubbock a bit back "destroy some explosives."
Instead, the ATF idiots started a wildfire that torched over 150 acres. The money quote from the story comes from Tom Edwards, the County Attorney for Motley County which is northeast of Lubbock--
Tom Edwards, the county attorney in rural Motley County east of Lubbock, said on Friday that the federal Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms and Explosives was responsible on Tuesday for sparking a fire that consumed 150 acres.

"You can quote me on it: That bunch has a real corner on stupid,"
Edwards told Reuters.

West Texans don't pull many punches, especially when offering their opinion about our idiots in Washington.

They blamed "winds." My ass. I blame incompetency. Who the hell starts igniting and blowing stuff up in gale-force winds during a record drought?

The federal government, I guess.

But Tom Edwards wasn't through--
"We've got the federal government that has refused to provide assistance to the state on the request of Governor Perry because of all our statewide fires, and then in waltzes federal agents and they start a fire," Edwards said.

"We had high winds, we're under a burn ban because of extensive prairie fires, brush fires, and in they rolled with the idea of blowing up things."
Can someone tell me again why we have a gun-grabbing anti-Bill of Rights federal agency whose powers keep expanding in a desperate attempt to justify its existence?

Only the incompetent, twisted feces-for-brains of the federal government could conceive of an agency who would give guns to Mexican criminals in order to study and document how many of those guns would be used in a crime.

Maybe we should give ATF some matches and send them to Mexico instead?

Thursday, May 12, 2011

LSU students chase would-be flag burner off campus. Hell, yeah!

"Go to hell, hippie! Go to hell!"
--LSU students chanting as they chased would-be flag burner off campus

This is delicious. Abso-freaking-lutely delicious.

Some jerkwad by the name of Benjamin Haas, a campus poet at Louisiana State University (LSU) published last year in some Canadian left-wing journal, decided he wanted to burn the U.S. flag. Oh, he also teaches in the classroom, too.

The little pissant, Haas, wanted to burn a U.S. flag in protest of another little pissant student who was arrested for burning the flag a few hours after U.S. Navy SEALs ventilated Osama bin Laden's skull.

LSU gave the numbnuts (Haas) permission to speak, but not a burn permit. When the graduate communication student got up to speak in the "free speech" area, he basically got his commie ass chased off the campus--literally--by an angry mob.

Good for you folks on campus at LSU who chased this asshole off campus.

Even better is this tidbit from the Fox News story--
"It's time that my generation stand up for what they believe in and exercise their freedom of speech and let people know that we are not OK with this," said Cody Wells, the student government association president. "I am angry that an individual would want to do this at a public higher education institution."
And as delicious as the story is, the comments after the story are even better. They give me hope, not just in our country, but in our college students--at least those in the South and in states like Wyoming, Utah, Montana and Idaho.

Equally as interesting is that this story is being picked up by bloggers and posted on conservative forum around the internet--but as of this writing, I haven't been able to find much at all about it by googling any of the mainstream media outfits--save for WBRZ in Baton Route. (See video here)


Hey, George Soros--kiss our Red, White and Blue ass you son of a bitch! You may be able to sway and control much of the media via your commie-bastards at MediaMatters, but you can't control the rest of us.

Congratulations Louisiana State University. You made the news today. And you made it in a way that will do you proud with tens of millions of veterans and patriotic Americans all across the land and those serving their country overseas.

Thank you, LSU. We needed this.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

California lifeguards making $200,000 a year

And California wonders why it's broke?

My first job in which I drew a paycheck that I could take to the bank and cash or deposit was as a lifeguard at the YMCA in Lubbock, Texas. I earned $2.20 an hour--minimum wage at the time.

I was more than qualified: I had the Red Cross Lifesaving certification as well as the vaunted Red Cross Water Safety Instructor (WSI) certification. I was an AAU competitive swimmer and also swam competitively for my high school in Texas UIL competition. In addition, I also held Red Cross First Aid and CPR certification.

And I still only made $2.20 an hour, part-time.

Should've moved to Newport Beach, California. Of course, it would also help if I could time-travel forward to this day and age. . .

According to the Orange County Register, lifeguarding in Orange County can be pretty dang lucrative. In the report, apparently one lifeguard retired at age 51 and draws a staggering $108,000.00 a year in pension and benefits.

That'll buy a lot of suntan lotion.

But wait--these lifeguards also get a $400 per annum allowance for that (suntan lotion) as well. I wonder if it includes trips to the annual Hawaiian Tropic suntan lotion model beauty pageant?

Hell, I would've worked for FREE back when I was sixteen for a chance at attending one of those suntan lotion beauty pageants.

When most folks think of Newport Beach lifeguards, they think of Baywatch and Pamela Anderson's twin flotation devices. They don't think of those folks making $200K a year.

From the Orange County Register story:
Currently, Newport Beach has 13 full-time active lifeguards and hires about 210 seasonal and part-time “tower” guards, Newport Beach City Manager David Kiff told us. Lifeguards are organized as part of the fire department. The Lifeguard Management Association represents the 13 full-time, salaried employees in collective bargaining with the city whereas the Association of Newport Beach Ocean Lifeguards represents the part-time, seasonal lifeguards.

In a phone conversation, Brent Jacobsen, president of the Lifeguard Management Association, defended the lifeguard pay in Newport Beach: “We have negotiated very fair and very reasonable salaries in conjunction with comparable positions and other cities up and down the coast.” “Lifeguard salaries here are well within the norm of other city employees.”
But here's the money quote for the entire article:
And therein is the problem: Local public worker pay has become all too generous and out of line with private sector equivalents.
Damn straight.

One can ask, "How much is a life worth?" when discussing the importance of lifeguards, and it is a legitimate question. But I'll answer that question with a question of my own:
How much is a life worth when discussing the importance of firemen, police officers, and other emergency medical personnel?

Apparently, the recently hired new chief of police for Newport has a compensation package worth around $210,000 a year. I'll guarantee you a patrol officer doesn't make nearly that much, nor does an EMS paramedic or fireman.

Maybe they should take up the lifeguard profession? I would argue that they already do that--and in an even larger capacity than that which we're discussing right now.

I'm not trying to disparage the importance of lifeguards. I was one, after all, and I pulled a few people gasping and wallowing out of relatively docile swimming pools. I pulled one youngster off the bottom and had to administer mouth-to-mouth briefly. It's a serious business.

But it's not six-figure salary serious.

Instead, what it is indicative of is government's total disregard for the private sector citizenry who has no choice but to pay the bills their local and state government continue to rack up.

But for some reason, far too many Californians not only continue to put up with it--but they embrace it. Look at the election of Moonbat Brown to the governor's office.

I just don't get it.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Arizona--the 48th and 51st state?

I'm used to hearing talk of Texas secession, and often times, join in that talk. I am, after all, a native Texan who like many, are fed up with the present sad state of affairs.

But now it seems Arizona is trying to steal our thunder. Or, at least a small segment of Arizona--primarily southern Arizona. A growing group of ultra-liberals are working to form the 51st state, which they say will be called Baja, Arizona.

In the language of reality, that translates into "Broke, Arizona." In local lingo, that also translates into "California, Arizona."

Basically, we're talking about Pima County here which encompasses Tuscon and which is a literal liberal stranglehold in an otherwise conservative state. According to the story that was published on Yahoo, the liberals in Pima County are tired of the silly conservative things like enforcing the law as it pertains to illegal aliens, criminals, etc.

(I'm going to go out on a limb here, but I'd bet that if Broke, Arizona ever becomes a reality, only the criminals, police and military will be allowed to have guns.)

Instead, they propose an open border with Mexico and a state in which basically anything goes.

Question: Who is going to pay for that?

The illegals send their money back to Mexico, as do the drug cartels operating in Pima County. I don't know of too many legitimate or otherwise businesses who will voluntarily stay (or move into the county) knowing they are going to be taxed 80%, 90% or even more in order to fund Broke, Arizona's statehood.

Of course, if Broke, Arizona really wanted to make it, they could declare themselves a sovereign nation independent of the United States, then apply to us for foreign aid.

The comments at the end of the Yahoo story are most telling. As usual, everyday ordinary Americans are far better clued in to the realities of life in America than are the political windbags who continuously run us into the ground.

The biggest question in the comments was, "Who is going to pay for this liberal Utopian state of illegal immigrants and universal everything-care?" Anyone with any amount of money in the bank will haul ass out of Broke, Arizona before the ink is dry on the new constitution.

Two years ago, I wrote about how divided we've become in America and how United is dying.

As we see in the proposed Broke, Arizona, the basic problem is that liberals do not like following laws or the constitution. In this case, the laws about illegal immigrants have rubbed them to the point of wanting to break away and form their own state.

I have a better solution. Let's just export the liberals in Pima County (back) to Mexico.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Illinois governor to gun-owners: Screw You!

On 6 May, 2011, it became obvious that in refusing to pass HB148 into law, the Illinois legislature, and in particular that chickenshit of a governor, Pat Quinn, that the average law-abiding citizen in Illinois simply cannot be trusted.

What we're talking about here is concealed carry for Illinoisians--something that forty-eight other states have. Wisconsin is the only other state that has absolutely no law on the books regarding concealed carry for their citizens.

Word has it, that is going to change and probably by the end of this year.

Illinois' gun laws have long been an annoyance of mine, even though I am native to, and reside in Texas. The deal is, we like to travel via the Bluebird, also known as the Cessna 172. Illinois takes up considerable ground in the midwest so it stands to reason that with the state being fairly flat, there area lot of small general aviation airports around to land at and refuel.

I believe in voting with my pocketbook, and short of a dire medical emergency, cabin-fire or engine failure, I have no intentions of having the wheels of the Bluebird ever touch down on the asphalt of any runway in the Republik of Illinois.

Not so long as Illinois refuses to trust its own citizens to legally carry a firearm. Hell, they let the criminals in Chicago carry them, by way of non or selective prosecution and/or plea-bargaining. And that's just the politicians in Chicago--never mind the gang-banger constituency. They're armed better than most third-world armies.

Of course, someone has to be the muscle for the Chicago political machine. . .

I chalk this up not necessarily to politiks (spelled with the "k" in Illinois, as in Kalifornia as well), but to an affliction known medically as cranial rectitus, of which the physical result is something like this:

Tales of "this will turn into the Wild West" were tried in Florida and Texas and Utah and everywhere else concealed carry was debated and then voted in favor of, then signed into law by respective state governors.

Turned out to be typical shrill from the Brady Bunch and other anti-freedom sissies. I refer to such groups as "anti-freedom" because:

A. They don't believe in the Second Amendment to the Bill of Rights,

B. and therefore want only the military and police to have guns--hence, only the government to have guns, which when you think about it, you realize that

C. government has never been about ensuring freedom, but rather control, privilege and perks. Otherwise government wouldn't have to collect taxes at the point of a gun.

So where does that leave Illinois, which isn't exactly the free-est state in the nation?

It leaves the law-abiding patriots of Illinois unarmed when they leave their homes because too damned many of their lawmakers do not trust the law-abiding, but bend over backwards to acquiesce the law-breaking.

On a favorite haunt of mine, Cast Boolits, a longtime Illinois citizen and Cast Boolits member raised this issue. The gentleman made repeated phone calls to this asshat of a governor urging him to sign HB148, and finally, this was the outcome:

Over the past month I made FOUR phone calls to the Governor’s office, trying to schedule a meeting with either the Governor or one of his staff: On the forth phone call, the staffer that answered the phone (…And who would only identify himself as “Phillip”) told me; “Look: …..The Governor doesn’t care how many of you guys call up with your fabricated gun facts, and he doesn’t care what mistakes they’re making in other states; …He’s going to veto HB148 because he knows what’s best for Illinois!”

I believe in voting with my pocketbook, and have sent out several letters to chambers of commerce as well as gun-friendly legislators in Illinois. I've let them know that our airplane will never feel the tarmac of an Illinois airport so long as the state refuses to trust its law-abiding citizens. Just wouldn't feel right trusting the state with money when the state doesn't trust its citizenry.

In the meantime, we need to support the Illinois State Rifle Association. A few bucks in the mail and a few minutes on the phone or on the computer e-mailing Illinois legislators will go a long ways.

Let's get concealed carry passed in Illinois, and then send our own message to Governor Quinn.