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THERE AIN'T NO FLIES ON HIM!
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July 31, 2010 » (I Don't Want to Go to) Chelsea ...
In the middle of the night I wake up, in a cold sweat, my mouth open in the shape of a silent scream. Every morning I rouse myself in hopes of relief from my night-terrors until I realize who is really in the White House ...
Too
much unnecessary attention has been paid to Senator Jim Webb of
Virginia's recent op-ed in
last week's Wall Street Journal
about getting rid of race quotas. He
didn't even say that race quotas should be
abolished outright (he still thinks that poor, “deserving” Blacks
should continue to be the beneficiaries of them). But
he goes
on at length about the Immigration Act of 1965, saying that Third World
immigrants have taken advantage of race quotas even though they were
never held
as slaves by the great, great grandfather's of today's Whites. He indicates that the recently arrived
Third-Worlders
shouldn't do this. Well, isn't that
special!
Senator
Webb is faced with the daunting prospect of having to run for
reëlection in
2012. He knows that Barry Spendalicious
got only 43% of the White vote in 2008 (are there that many White
academicians
with guilty consciences? Are there that
many White cops with $100,000+ municipal pensions?).
Senator Webb has to throw Whitey a bone every now and then
for the
purposes of saving his worthless political hide! It
must be remembered that this is the man
who voted to confirm Sonia Sotomayor to the US Supreme Court & who
will
vote for
Elena Kagan, two quota cuties who light up the American multicultural
sky! The latest banking bill, that Senator
Web
enthusiastically voted for, is devoted in no small part to making sure
that anti-White
quotas and preferences are rigorously enforced in bank lending and bank
hiring. One day the dam will burst and
Whitey will
wake up and start to pay attention! Senator
Webb is just hoping and praying that this moment
won’t arrive
before 2013.
The
New York newspaper strike of 1962 went on so long that it ran into the
Spring of
1963. It would have wide ramifications
outside the five boroughs of America's largest and most important
city.
During that time the three major networks, all
located on the isle of Manhattan, would extend their time allotments
for national
evening news from 15 to 30 minutes. By
1968, the more than the 10 city newspapers of 1962 would be reduced in
number to 3 :
the “quality” New York Times,
the “conservative” New York Daily
News, and the
Socialist New York Post : the
other papers falling by the wayside because of
overly aggressive salary demands made by the crafts unions.
At
the beginning of the 60s, New York was the capital of a vibrant printed
press which syndicated its product throughout the nation.
By the end of the decade, the electronic
media would reign supreme : so much so, that Vice President Spiro Agnew
would turn the three networks into a political foil.
The New York Times
was now in control of an effective monopoly in the
print business : unabashedly sending its left-wing content to smaller
papers
from Bangor to Honolulu.
This
appalling state of affairs would remain constant until the event of the
Drudge
Report and the Clinton-Lewinsky scandal. Only
after 1998 did the massive monolith begin to crack.
So that today the electronic press is
considered no more than a shill for whoever is in the White House, and
the New
York Times is but a shadow of its former self, an Oracle that
when it spoke, used
to speak without question, without challenge and without interruption.
There
is no need to rehash the media bias of 2008 for Barack Obama. The three networks and the New York Times had
fallen in love with him, it goes without saying, but they could not
shepherd
him over the finish line unaided. For
that to happen, the services of John McCain, the Republican Party's Designated
Loser, were indispensable. (McCain
proving to be an admirer of the “Secret Sharer” principles of Joseph
Conrad). The
big three and the Old Gray Lady would make themselves look even
ridiculous
by cheering Obama on and they would do themselves severe damage in a
business
sense, simply by alienating watchers and readers who would become
repelled by
the fulsomeness of the blasphemous worship heaped upon the Democrat
candidate.
But
for the self-appointed media darlings there would prove to be some
gut-wrenching
moments during Barry's quest for the nomination & the White House :
perhaps
the most gut-wrenching moment of all would be the advent of the
unrighteous
Reverend Wright, who had spewed Chicago fire and Chicago brimstone
against Whitey for 20 years,
through which time Barry would mutter AMEN as he sat in the pews.
There
was then a time when all seemed about to be lost for the old media's
precious
Chosen One. Facts, as they say, can be
disconcerting things. Michael Tomasky
was positively hysterical about the prospect that Obama might be
exposed and
rumbled for the cheap politician that hid in the center of the rotten
core : “We
need to throw chairs now, try as hard as we can to get the call next
time. Otherwise
the questions in October will be exactly like this. This is just
a disease [criticism of Obama
for playing the race card].”
Though
you, Gentle Reader, should Thank God every day for the Internet,
Communism is
not dead yet, the last stake, that settles accounts for good and all,
not yet having
been driven through its corrupt heart. So
Communism, despite its manifold murders and failures
since 1917,
still walks the night, zombie-like.
Why
just this morning, in Bucharest, the moldy body of Nicolai Ceausescu
was
exhumed in the furtherance of scientific examination.
Communism still stands on the welcome mat of
the New York Times and other
places --- its adherents more passionate than
Christians in the certainty of miracles.
In
a lifetime of dealing with government bureaucrats, I have met those who
hated
me because they were Black and I was White.
I've met those who hated me simply because of my status as
a human being
who wanted some service which they were unwilling to provide, purely on
the
basis of spite. I've met those, Black
and White, who wouldn't lift a finger unless I was willing to slip them
a bribe
--- you known those of the what’s-in-it-for-me, those of the cash &
carry
kind.
Shirley
Sherrod used to be an agricultural worker with the state of Georgia. This past March she boasted that once upon a
time
she denied fair treatment to a White farmer because he treated her in a
“superior”
manner. Shirley took exception to his
demeanor and dealt less than honestly with the man,
or so this is how Shirley jokingly
tells it. And she told it in front of
the camera at an NAACP meeting, to waves of laughter & applause! Shirley resigned yesterday from her new job at
United States Department of Agriculture before she could be fired. Shirley appears to be one of those “large and
in charge” ladies who seem to like to assert their authority just to
show who is boss and who is not. There
also
seems to be a raging fear which lurks behind the blustery veneer : such
individuals have managed to grab their positions simply on the basis of
skin
color alone, and fear that their general lack of brains and sense will
immediately be discovered unless they put their foot down, so to speak,
in a grand
& showy way.
So
much for the post-racial President Barry Spendalicious and his
post-racial Administration! Just as a
matter for your consideration : Richard
Nixon started the federal government in the “affirmative action”
business about
40 years ago and the fiasco of it all seems to grow with each new
presidential
administration. The irony is rich, but
appalling, that a President with African blood in his veins is
compelled to dole
out patronage jobs in his White House strictly on the basis of skin
color. Not hope and change but the same
old, same
old with the skin colors reversed! Step to the back of the bus, Whitey,
and be sure
to pay your full fare and then some!
When “New” Labour came to power in 1997, its political objectives, regarding immigration, were quite straightforward. Labourites would open the borders of the country wider than a whore's vagina. Of course, the consequences of this policy were calamitous. Where once Britain took in from 50,000 to 100,000 immigrants a year, the immigration numbers soon shot up to 300,000, some observers even hazarding to guess that this high number was, in reality, too low.
For
13 solid years the Labourites ran roughshod over traditional British
immigration policy (discouraging Third World entry). When the
Tories, in coalition with the Liberals, finally managed to dislodge
Labuor from the seat of government in Westminster this year, they
found themselves facing an extremely daunting task. For to continue
the old Open Border policies would ensure their extinction at the
polls in short order; and to permit the Labourite policies to
continue would not only ensure more Labour voters coming in from
overseas but would also completely alienate traditional Conservative
supporters.
In
today's Sunday Telegraph, we
are shown that the Tories face
monumental difficulties if they intend to reform the UK Border Agency
(UKBA). Officers working there are expressly ordered not to pursue
any “immigrant” suspect who attempts to flee. The Sunday
Telegraph reporter accompanied 16 border cops over a period of
two
days and noted that only one Illegal Alien was apprehended during the
whole of that time. The reporter also noted that this Illegal Alien
would soon be released and would almost certainly file a claim for
political asylum thereafter. If the Tories mean to restrict Third World
access
and entry into the UK, they have a very far, far way to go because the
UKBA is riddled, from top to bottom, with “New” Labour hires. The
Tories now face the same problem that Republicans faced in the
United States in 1980, in 1994, and in 2000 : back then they had won
political power but would never gain political control over the
levers of domestic government. It is one thing to make fancy
speeches and win election victories; it is quite another thing
entirely to wrest 
control
of an entrenched bureaucracy that hates you and will
not listen to your executive guidance. For Republicans who think they
can win
this coming November and then let the Democrats keep running things,
I have two words of advice --- Tea Party --- and the observation of
one body part from an anatomy class --- your shoulder. Keep thinking
“Tea Party” and keep looking over your you-know-what! The GOP
symbol should no longer be the friendly elephant. It should be
changed to a picture of a White man who has been stabbed in the back.
The RNC cannot expect to go on playing its base voters for fools
until the “Big One” hits California, when the “Late Great
State”slides blithely into the Pacific and no longer requires a
fresh bailout every six months. Waiting for the end of the world,
while you throw your hands up in resignation, no longer suffices as a
good excuse for cowardice and inaction (was Pontius Pilate a
Republican?).
TIMOTHY MCVEIGH : STOOGE & PATSY.
If Republicans don't wise up, the November elections will turn out to be a rout in favor of the Democrats, according to Utah's only Delphic Oracle! Well, Bob you can always vote with the Dems., for Amnesty, in the Lame Duck session, just like you did in the middle of 2006 & 2007! OPEN BORDERS, ÜBER ALLES --- eh, Bob?!
How (Not) to Disable a Computer.
Congressman Gregory Meeks (D.-NY) has long had a reputation for being on the take. But it seems that stupidity is also one of his primary characteristics. In 2007 he hustled $40,000 from a NYC building contractor, which, for the Congressman from the borough of Queens, is par for the course. What is newsworthy is the simple fact --- and simple is the right adjective --- is that Meeks agreed to take the illicit money in check form! In May of this year, the fleeced NYC building contractor had a long conversation with FBI agents during the course of which he produced a copy of the cashed $40,000 check with the Congressman's John Hancock on the back! But don't worry --- Congressman Meeks has already paid the money back (in the manner of a shoplifter caught at the store-gate who agrees to make restitution)! Too little, too late? We shall see!
DISABLED COMPUTERS ««« The US Defense Dept. has ingeniously plugged all the USB ports in its computers so that no CLASSIFIED information can be pirated away using a finger-sized "jump" drive. What the geniuses at the Defense Dept. neglected to remember was that must laptop computers, made after 2004, have writable DVD drives that allow the user to make copies of particularly anything stored on a hard drive by transferring said info onto removable disc! So when the visual evidence of an aerial massacre of innocent bystanders, perpetrated by US forces in Iraq, wound up on wikileaks.com, the numbskulls at the Pentagon finally started to wake up from their collective coma and smell the cappuccino! Time to send out a large order for new laptops with disabled DVD drives, brass hats!
Just think : once upon a time this country launched men to the Moon & brought them back, all in one piece --- but that was before Affirmative Action came to our fair land and 2 + 2 started to = 5 in a big way!
Fran Hague, Mayor of Jersey City from 1917-1947, had a special desk installed in his opulent City Hall office. If you were a looking for a favor, one would walk right up to this specially constructed pieced of furniture, grab the handle on a waist-level drawer facing outwards and then place a cash-stuffed envelope inside. When one shut the drawer, a special spring would be activated, sending the drawer straight to where Mayor Hague would be seated on the other side, who would then open the drawer and lift the envelope into his inside jacket-pocket, not before counting the contents; but if he felt the original amount was insufficient, the Mayor would shut the drawer at his end, with the emptied envelope, thereby starting the process again, theoretically into perpetuity ...
Hague died on New
Year's Day in 1956 at his Park Avenue penthouse in Manhattan.
While hundreds gathered to see the coffin depart the funeral home, only
four
men were seen to remove their hats in honor of the passing of the bier.
One woman present held an American Flag and a sign that read, "God have
mercy on his sinful, greedy soul."
"We hear about
constitutional rights, free speech and the free press. Every time I
hear those
words I say to myself, 'That man is a Red, that man is a Communist.'
You never
heard a real American talk in that manner." - speech to the
Jersey City
Chamber of Commerce, January 12, 1938.
"I
am
the
law!" - speech on city government to the Emory
Methodist Episcopal Church in Jersey City, November 10, 1937.
Call
it RPS (Rand Paul Syndrome) : “conservative” politicians are starting
to avoid
the “mainstream” or transnational press. In
today's
New
York Times, Sharron Angle, who is favored
to beat US
Senator Harry Reid of Nevada in the November general election, is
literally
running from the press (reporters wait for her and spring out of the
bushes if
she happens to pass by!).
It
would
appear
that Ms. Angle is a complete whack job. After
all,
she believes that the Environmental
Protection Agency should be abolished and that Social Security is a
Ponzi scheme
that needs to be wound down (who knew!).
So
after
being
burned by the predominant Left Wing press, Ms. Angle has
chosen to
speak only to those reporters on her side of the political fence. Once upon a time “conservatives” could not
get away with this kind of selective attitude towards the mainstream
types in
the dominant forms of American communication. "Conservatives"
had
to
put up with a whole flotilla full of impertinent questions
and nasty insinuations, all coming from left field, as it were.
But
now,
thanks
to the Internet and local talk radio, “conservatives” can
actually
question what the EPA is all about and say that Social Security is a
walking
zombie, dying on its crumbling, Al Gore-like legs.
Needless
to
say,
the press-lefty horde is furious! For
the gruesome details, CLICK
HERE.
In
1500, at the height of his creative powers, Albrecht Dürer showed
off a
self-portrait in which he looked out at the world in the guise of Jesus
Christ (Self-Portrait
in
Furred
Coat; oil on wood). The art-loving,
bourgeois and Protestant hoi-polloi of
Nuremberg were
thoroughly scandalized! How could a
respectable artist like Dürer commit such arrant blasphemy? When Durer was finally compelled to explain
himself, he coolly replied that artistic genius was closely related to
Godly-creation
and therefore, to portray himself as Jesus was not blasphemy at all but
rather
an act of supreme Christian deference and worship.
Politicians
of
the
Labour Party, from 1997 to 2010, would not prove as suave as
Dürer in
the way of self-serving explanations. The
wholesale importation of Third Worlders into the
United Kingdom,
during their 13-yrs. time at Westminster, would be explained away as
simply
serial acts of unselfish anti-racism. And
Labour politicians would further go on to attack their Tory opponents
for even
having the temerity, in their eyes, of questioning their pure and
well-meaning
immigration policies. It was the Tories, not they, who were the true
Racist Devils!
In
May's
general
election Labor could not even manage to score above 30%
in the
poll. During that election campaign, the
Tories had promised to put a “hard cap” on the number of Third Worlders
allowed
to enter Britain if they were returned to government.
The Tories suggested that no more than
100,000 Third Worlders would be permitted to enter the country in any
calendar year.
Next
week
the
Home Secretary, Theresa May, will declare her government’s
full
intentions on UK immigration policy : today’s UK newspapers suggest
that the
immigration figure announced as the uppermost limit of the Tory "hard
cap" will
be, in truth, no more than 100,000. Last
year the highly
dubious official figures of Gordon Brown's government stated that
190,640 Third
Worlders were permitted to enter the UK on non-tourist visas. Only time will tell, in the ensuing months
and years, whether the Tories will be able to back up their stern
pronouncements on immigration. It is
estimated that, since 1997, almost 4 million Third Worlders have
entered the UK
and stayed, many becoming dyed-in-the-wool Labour voters.
In the interests of self-preservation, the
Tories must drastically reduce the Third World immigration numbers, but
do they
have the guts to do so? As has always
been said, talk is cheap. Look at our
Republicans! The higher muckety-mucks in
the party spent the eight years of George W. Bush trying to push forth
a scheme
by which 20 million illegal aliens were to be granted citizenship so
they could
go out and vote for the Democrats! Yes
Virginia, the Republican elephant was, and probably still is, in dire
need of a
long and difficult course of probing Psychoanalysis.
Calling Dr. Freud! The
political psyches of Sarah Palin and Mit
Romney need you most desperately! Is there any hope of a cure?!
Don't you have the same feeling, Boys & Girls, that every politician, Republican & Democrat, in Washington, since Lyndon Johnson, has impertinently pressed their unwanted advances on us, demanding that we perform a lingering hand-job on them, for the sake of God & Country, all the while waving the Stars & Bars as they sport a fully aroused hard-on for under-the-table cash?!
Al & his spokespeople, who used his White House telephone to shake down "contributors," circa 1993-2001, deny everything. They would --- wouldn't they?
So Barry, obviously out of his league by a very long chalk, naturally gets the heebie-jeebies when he meets with the Pentagon Brass! Those who forget history are condemned to repeat it! Within days of attending the planting of JFK in Arlington, LBJ was conspiring with the Pentagon on Vietnam (Gulf of Tonkin, Here We Come!). Col. L. Fletcher Prouty, the head sous-chef in the Pentagon kitchen for inter-governmental appropriations on black ops., immediately smelled a big rat and tendered his resignation and vacated his commission.
First apply the 2-Layer Rule : rub a thin layer of face cream on (I use Pond's® Deep Cleanser & Make-Up Remover [The Cool Cucumber Classic!]). You can instead use thick Cold Cream, which is as good, if not better, but within two or three weeks you will start to clog your drains because Cold Cream is too thick for your plumbing to comfortably handle). Try to avoid face creams that are scented and contain too much alcohol because alcohol tends to dry the skin. After having done this, apply "original" Barbasol® as it contains no scent and just a little propane. Again, avoid scented shaving creams because they always seem to contain too much alcohol.
Then let this 2-Layer mixture rest on your face for at least 5 minutes before shaving (if you let it stay there for over 10, the top layer of shaving cream will begin to evaporate; if that happens simply reäpply a new top layer of shaving cream --- no harm, no foul!).
For a razor I usually use one of those 4- or 5-blade disposable Gillette® or Schick® jobs which cost over 2 bucks a pop. But because you are practicing the 5-Minute & 2-Layer Rules, you will get at least 10 shaves from an expensive blade, particularly if you are alternating razors (using the day-on, day-off method which gives the blade-edge 48 hrs. to recover its shearing integrity).
And
when
they
drew
nigh
unto
Jerusalem,
and
were
come
to Bethphage, to the mount of Olives, then
sent Jesus
two disciples, Saying to them, Go into the village over against you,
and
straightway ye shall find an ass tied, and a colt with her: loose them,
and
bring them to me. And if any man say ought to you, ye shall say,
The
Lord has need of them; and straightway he will send them. All this was
done,
that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying :
I
tell
you
all,
daughters
of
Zion,
Behold,
your
King comes to you, meek,
and
sitting on an ass, and a colt the foal of an ass.
And
the
disciples
went,
and
did
as
Jesus
commanded
them, And brought
the ass,
and the colt, and put on them their clothes, and they set him thereon.
And a
very great multitude spread their garments in the way; others cut down
branches
from the trees, and strewn them in the way.
And
the
multitudes
that
went
before,
and
that
followed,
cried, saying, Hosanna
to
the son of David: Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord;
Hosanna
in the highest.
And
when
he
was
come
into
Jerusalem,
all
the
city was moved, saying, Who be
this?
And the multitude said, This is Jesus the prophet of Nazareth of
Galilee.
And
Jesus
went
into
the
temple
of
God,
and
cast out all them that sold and
bought
in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the
seats of
them who sold doves, And said to them, It is written, My house
shall be
called an house of prayer; but ye have changed it into a den of thieves!
And
the
blind
and
the
lame
came
to
him
in
the temple; and he healed them.
THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO
MATTHEW, Chapter 21.
Back then, the fact that George W. Bush further alienated the people of this country in rewarding his campaign contributors on Wall Street by granting them de facto immunity from criminal prosecution, while taking the further outrageous step of forking over almost One Trillion dollars in taxpayer money under the rubric known as TARP, still boils an angry citizenry. There is a desire, still very keen, to see the Wall Street crowd paraded out of their plush offices by the score, their hands tied together in long, steel daisy-chains and their fancy suits covered over by newly-issued orange jumpsuits. Bagging a scapegoat here or grabbing a Bernie Madoff there fools no one. The Wall Streeters of 2008 are seen as big crooks who got off Scot-free and were then granted a license to go on stealing, courtesy of the federal government.
The electorate may have held the crazy hope that they were voting for a Brown Jesus who knew how to talk and how to fix things. What they wound getting was the inauguration and 4-yr. installation of a
stammering Elmer Fudd looking to steal a bogus brand of street cred. from Buggs Bunny!
Also, according to today's Times, on the shingle of Port Fourchon, cleanup workers like to leave oil-soaked mops at the water's edge where these befouled mops are promptly rung out by the incoming tide : therefore requiring that the same work be recommenced instantly. When the "temp" workers have been told to dispose of the oil-soaked mops in big, industrial-sized garbage bags, most insist upon "washing them out" on the beachfront and in the surf first. WTF? Where do you go to take an IQ-test strictly designed for drooling retards in order to get this job??? Hey, the pay must be good in Obamarama Drama Land but the work's a Bitch!
"Who the F**k Are You?!"
2012 beckons. If Barry wants to run for reëlection, what will he do if a State Secretary, of one of the several states, demands proof of Maliciousness's US citizenship in order to be put on that state's ballot (i.e. : Roger Calender of the Socialist Workers' Party) but Barry turns shirty and refuses to comply? Will he hire more lawyers and threaten to sue Arizona and anybody else for denying Illegal Aliens equal rights in running for the office of President of the United States? Can Barry use the pardon-power of the US Presidency and grant Amnesty to himself?
The transnational media in Holland only pay attention to anti-immigrant politicians long enough to ridicule them. Wilders and his party were supposed to be pushed aside on Wednesday by the "acceptable" Liberal Party, which is nothing more than a front for Dutch bankers & the pan-European businessmen in the big cities. Now, in order to achieve just a sliver of power, the official "conservatives" must try to come up with some sort of cynical political arrangement that will permit them to share power with the "socialists."
With each succeeding Dutch election, anti-immigrant and anti-globalist sentiment is guaranteed to gain ground. Let's hope Holland doesn't fall into the vampirish mire of Third World violence and poverty before that wonderful day of deliverance finally dawns!
BLAST FROM THE PAST ... Barry Spendalicious was once a Lowly Money-Grubbing Senator ...
After Falling Precipitously in Opinion Polls with White Voters,
President Barack Obama Consults with His Core Supporters.
Hologram (Definition) : a three-dimensional image produced by
an interference pattern of light (as in a laser beam).
In 1970, when the United States was more than 85% White, the Left proudly proclaimed that the country had become an "idea nation." In 2000, when the population of the United States had became almost 40% minority, due to massive Third World Immigration, the country was then called a "Nation of Immigrants" or, alternately, a "Nation of Diversity."
More & more, since the April 20th ecological disaster in the Gulf of Mexico, the President of the United States has achieved a complete transmogrification into a full-fledged hologram : a process initially undertaken by the transnational media in 2004 and now just reaching its ultimate apotheosis.
That the Hologram-in-Chief still manages to get an "approval" rating of just above 40% does not simply mean that there are still some Whites, still alive in America, who are unwilling to offer criticism of a Black man, but that there are those pathetic individuals, born after the passage of the Immigration Act of 1965, who go through each day in a complete daze and who possess minds that minimally function only under the absolute control of the blinking TeeVee apparatus which watches them and tells them what to do. Only in Golden Pony Boy Fantasy Land is the Brown Jesus capable of walking on water! Besides, the old White Jesus never would deign to get himself grimy by treading on an oil spill without first working an extra miracle or two!
BEING THERE : A GROUP OF OLD BLACK PEOPLE ARE LOOKING AT A TV SET IN A REST HOME (AN OLD WOMAN SUDDENLY SPEAKS UP IN AN OUTRAGED VOICE) : It's for sure a White man's world in America. Lookee here: I raised that boy since he was the size of a Piss-Ant. And I'll say right now, he never learned to read or write. No, sir. Had no brains at all. Was stuffed with Rice Pudding between th' ears. Shortchanged by the Lord and dumb as a Jackass. Look at him now! Yes, sir, all you've gotta be is White in America, to get whatever you want. Gobbledy-gook!
But there is a certain lack of a lack of self-awareness about the man, if you receive my meaning. The country, already bankrupt, is trying to mortgage the national patrimony with dud checks written in bouffant dollars. 3 million Third Worders, "legal" & "illegal," show up every year and expect to jump the housing line, the employment line, and the welfare line, thanks to Race Quotas. 40 Millon gallons of sweet crude gush into the Gulf of Mexico, polluting hundreds of miles of beach-front, choking and slaughtering fish and fowl in the marshland estuaries, and the bastard hologram in the White House appears to saunder in the clouds! What me worry? --- I'm not in charge because you can't even prove that I'm real! I'm a figment of your imagination, an outcropping of your guilt-complex! I'm a Manga without a plot, a Comic Book without dialogue-balloons! You can't impeach a cypher! You can't arrest a breath of wind!
After the Cheshire Cat leaves the Dentist's Office, he doesn't need a Press Agent, all he has to do is to climb up the nearest tree and keep smiling for the dancing cameras that follow him everywhere like hypnotized poodles! It's good to be the Lucky King of All Idiocy!
But, low & behold, when the plastic tray, once containing said valuable, emerged on the other side, it was as empty as a politician's soul! How's that for a Houdini?!
I have but one question for Madame Showalter : have you ever given more than a passing glimpse at the people manning the TSA X-Ray machines? Why, they look like they couldn't even get by their own security cordons without being subjected to a thorough cavity-search first!!! Welcome to the New America, Boys & Girls & Household Pets!
One last word of advice : leave all expensive items in your home-safe before you leave on a plane trip! --- the TSA claims that Pauline Showalter is trying to shake them down by making a false claim --- after all, 24,000 smackeroos is a tidy piece of change! From the TSA's point of view, all its employees are above reproach! Hey, we believe you, TSA --- but millions wouldn't!!!
HARRY HOUDINI : The New York City Police Dept. has Both Flying Squirrels & Ground
Squirrels within Its Ranks. Both Breeds of Creature will Get Inside Your Trousers &
Pick Your Pockets & Tickle Your Nuts While They Finger Thru Your Small Bills.
The document, that Peckerhead Bill is referring to, is neither a true-form Birth Certificate nor even a genuine substitute for one. In 2008, the Spendalicious campaign concocted a forgery and hoaxed the transnational Press by pretending that what they were putting on display was a bona fide Hawaiian Birth Certificate. For yet another gander at this laughable attempt at a three-dollar bill, CLICK HERE. The only thing genuine is the bikini.
The fed. gov. has been caught, yet again, as they say, out to lunch. On April 20th, the NOAA (US National Oceanic & Atmospheric Administration) flagship, the Ronald Brown, was engaged in a survey off the coast of Africa (why?). Three weeks went by until the crew finally received orders on May 11th to weigh anchor and head for the Gulf of Mexico (the site of the oil spill). On Saturday, the Pelican, a private ship, contracted by the federal government to survey the spill, reported back that immense plumes of oil, rising from the seabed, had been detected at the spill site. The captain of the Pelican has been told to re-conduct his tests as they may have been "deceptive." The fed. gov. prefers rather to dither than to act.
Is the President of the United States cognizant of the fact that the electronic edition of the 2010 Encyclopedia Britannica contains information about NOAA, stating that NOAA has extensive expertise on the particulars of the Gulf of Mexico, both below & above the waves? Is such appalling ignorance the reason behind the fact that the Ronald Brown was allowed to ride at anchor off the coast of Africa until May 11th (the ship is now headed for the Gulf and could arrive at any moment)?
I have it on good authority that the electronic edition of the 2010 Encyclopedia Britannica can be had for $28.00, with free shipping, on the Internet. Time to go on eBay and place your bid, Mr. President!