As the dollar grows ever more devalued with each passing day, and the US military expends its rapidly diminishing capital stock by fighting Third World civil wars as a confused & befuddled proxy, the transnational media’s favorite stooge and most lovable knight errant, Barack Hussein Obama (Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm), announces his fond intention to run for a second term without first finding his Birth Certificate!

But there is a little incipient matter of the evaporating White vote to see to, as quickly as possible. Remember now, the Democrats only got 38% of the White vote in November.  For Barry to take home the big prize in 2012, he must hold onto his 2008 “White Share” of 43%.  There are some dark and crazy corners of the transnational media that maintain, against all evidence, that Barry can get this newly diminished level of 38% and still bring home the electoral bacon in 2012, thanks to recent arrivals from Ciudad Juarez, who will assuredly pump up the Third World segment in the overall US electorate.  Granted this claim is frantic and is a sure sign of desperation, uttered hysterically while Barry sinks in the phone polls like a proverbial stone.  But hey, the transnational media will tell any lie for Barry’s sake, and it’s the “racially pure” thought that counts afterall, however preposterous!  But the way things are going for the media’s knight errant, our Barry, the only Whites who could possibly bring themselves to vote for him will be public-service union members and psycho cases, forcibly frog-marched to their neighborhood mental health clinic, hoping to be cured of a real bad case of the old guilt-complex!

Don’t worry Barry, if you lose in 2012, Zimbabwe needs a few good politicians - - - but don’t try Kenya, they already know you there!

 The New Black Panther Party : Giving Obama Their Cross-Endorsement!

The Gun Control Act of 1968 was passed in the final months of that year.  It would prove to be the last gasp of glorious Great Society legislation. Employees of the United States Treasury Department were given extraordinary authority to regulate and prohibit both the sale and the particular variety of firearms, something that the federal government, up until that time, had been absolutely barred from so doing because of the strictures of the United States Constitution. In 1968, authority to control firearms was claimed under the catch-all provisions of the interstate commerce clause.

Fast forward to 2010 and 2011 : two US federal employees are killed in Arizona and Mexico by firearms supplied to Mexican criminals by agents of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives (ATF).  As incredible as it may seem to the terminally naïve, Mexican criminals, having minimal identification, were sold these firearms by gun dealers licensed by the AFT.  It plainly seems that certain corrupt AFT agents had leaned heavily on these nervous dealers, who are closely regulated, telling them to sell firearms to the ATF’s Mexican buddies, who, of course, had been and still are greasing AFT agents on a regular basis.

So far this is a mid-level scandal within the Obama Administration which doesn't seem to be going anywhere. Obama officials are denying everything and covering up all they can - - - the obvious evidence being that ATF agents are quite happy to be in the pay of the Mexican cartels. Republicans in the House promise that they will get to the bottom of this “horrific” scandal.  Obama Administration officials equally promise - - - among themselves, of course - - - to keep their mouths shut tighter than a mouse’s asshole, if they are forced to testify in front of a House sub-committee.  Bet all your money on the Obama people winning and the Republicans losing, if & when any governmental pissing match takes place within those "hallowed halls!"

It is next to impossible to coherently comment on a society when that society is in the process of being sacked and perverted by barbarians.  When all is said and done, the US/NATO/UN/FRENCH bombing of Libya may be no more, in reality, than Nicholas Sarkozy’s political problems with the National Front & Marine Le Pen (according to the latest opinion polls out of Paris, both Le Pen and Sarkozy are running neck and neck, and someone on “The Right” must be knocked out in the first round of voting before the second round of voting gets underway in the French presidential election next year  - - - i.e. before voting goes into ballotage).

That’s the complicated explanation.  The true explanation may be nothing more than the extremely painful fact that Barry considers bombing from air and sea to be simply other forms of applied social work.  With each passing day, the strings on the puppet in the White House move into deeper focus.  Between Wall Street and the Pentagon, a bloody fight must break out every morning to see who gets to play puppet-master until the sun goes down . . .

Remember when the Reverend Al Sharpton wanted to change the name of New York to Martin Luther King City?  Taking a page from that book, all club members should write to their Congressman immediately and suggest that the name of the United States of America be changed to Airstrip One!

In 2007 a Martian, in a spaceship, lands on a rooftop in Honolulu.  The first thing he does is go into a post office with a forged document that he bought on eBay, called a “Certification of Live Birth.” The clerk behind the window refuses to issue him a US Passport and chases him into the lobby with a whisk broom.

In 2008 the Martian, who calls himself Barry Soetoro, goes to Chicago and meets a woman there, who, in a very tender love scene, confesses that she feels extremely guilty about having thunder thighs.  She resolves, right then and there, that the man she marries and the children she gives birth to, in the not too distant the future, will be fed nothing but broccoli for dessert and raised on a main diet of green legumes.  After beating Hillary Clinton in the primary and John McCain in the general, the Martian, who still calls himself Barry Soetoro, installs a greenback printing press in the White House basement, oiled by his evil hunchback servant, called “The Bernank.”  He also grants, with a wave of a magic wand, Universal Health Care to the citizenry of the United States but issues waivers to 95% of the entire population, just six months later. But the real trouble starts when Barry tells “The Bernank” to knock off printing money for a while and start printing healthcare waivers so he can go “up” in the opinion polls, which have been running against him lately.

ATTENTION : SPOILER WARNING - - - One morning Barry wakes up to find that “The Bernank” has kidnapped the thunder thighs woman and their children.  He is confused and asks VP Joe Biden where they might have gone.  Biden says : 'Mars.'  Barry finds this a perfectly reasonable explanation.

Having already abolished NASA, Barry mails a letter to Vladimir Putin, telling the Russian leader that he must have a seat on the next Soviet space shuttle to Your Anus with stops along the way.  Vladimir responds by sending an express envelope carried by a mangy Siberian Husky (wearing sunglasses & and a derby).  The response is but one word : ‘NO.’

Barry must find another way to get to Mars and rescue the thunder thighs woman and their children . . .

The Los Angeles Police Department has recently taken the liberty of revising hard & fast California legal procedures regarding the impounding vehicles driven by unlicensed drivers.  Now an LAPD police officer can exercise “discretion” when proceeding.  This now means an unlicensed driver will be permitted to go on his merry way after being issued only an appearance ticket.  Such is the inevitable slippery slope of corruption that happens when a First World society bends its old laws to accommodate the new attitudes of the Third World.

Not only are LA police officers now afforded a legislative privilege, once reserved exclusively for the elected representatives of the people, meeting in assembly at Sacramento, a new avenue of corruption is also newly open to the boys & girls in Blue : as the rank-and-file of the LAPD mirrors, more and more, the racial makeup of the citizenry of Los Angeles, any exercise of “discretion” will usually be accompanied by payment of a little bribe à la Tijuana --- and any White, foolish enough to drive unlicensed on the streets of the city, will not only have his vehicle confiscated and impounded, but will likely be arrested and locked up for the sake of First World propriety, i.e., proof that the old “White” law is still being enforced.  This new Third World state of affairs is what the late Sam Francis once dubbed “anarcho-tyranny.”

Lindsay Lohan and her friends had better watch out!  It’s open hunting season on any motorist who comes close to fitting the all-points description of being pale and freckled while driving!

Last night, when the world wasn’t watching, the House Republican leadership agreed again to postpone the day of 2010-11 budget reckoning until April 8th.  Despite the fact that party grassroots are literally chomping at the bit to shut down the federal government (they would like to junk large swathes of it, as a matter of fact!), the Republicans in the House get to push their smoke and mirrors budget “cuts” of $60 billion for a few weeks more.

There will have to be at least $250 billion in budget cuts for the roving Democrat freak show of over-paid White government workers, Third Worlders, and race-quota hustlers to even get the Dems. to utter a mild collective ouch.  It is all such a waste of time and this speaks to a moment of about two years ago when the Republican grassroots made a crucial wrong turn : they became the “Tea Party,” content merely with running intermural skirmishes within the Republican apparatus.  Even though the Republicans managed to pick up 63 House seats and gain control of that body, the party is still in the same, old defenestrated state (circa 1933 & FDR), and like the donkey of the ancient proverb, cannot decide between the meal bowl and the water trough, until, when all is said & done, the poor beast starves to death. There would seem to be a better way but Republican capitulation is never pretty, usually ending very ugly in its certain downfall.

A second choice of two years ago would have been not to choose insurgency but outright rebellion, starting a new third party from scratch. If that pathway had been chosen by “Tea Partiers,” the Republicans would not have taken control of the House and would therefore not be in power today.  But are they really in power these days, being so timid as to scream at the approach of a wavering Democrat shadow?  A party can be in power but not in charge  --- just look at those pathetic Republicans!  A party can be out of power but gain on its object slowly ---- and in the hands of a leadership possessing a moral spine and coherent principles : for all intents and purposes, the Republicans ain’t such an animal by any reckoning!

In this morning’s Wall Street Journal, Peggy Noonan wonders why Donald Rumsfeld’s recently released memoir is so bereft of anything of consequence and so lacking in even the slightest smidgen of interest.  What particularly bothers her is Rumsfeld’s failure to explain why, after September 11th, the US Military somehow managed to let Osama-bin-Missing escape from the Afghan caves.  And this bothers dear Peggy no end! It never occurs to Ms. Noonan that the events in Washington and New York on September 11th were False Flag operations.  The biggest tipoff occurred at the Pentagon, where the old Sherlock Holmes observation about "the dog that didn’t bark" applies in all its devilish glory : there were no huge Pratt & Whitney or Rolls-Royce turbo-fan engines on the Pentagon lawn to be seen, nor was there much in the way of large pieces of debris from a jet airliner, which would have naturally been evidence of an air-crash there.  The diameter of the hole, where the hijacked aircraft was supposed to have pierced the side of the Pentagon, after having hopped and crawled along the Pentagon lawn like an inebriated grasshopper, measured no more than 16 feet from left to right.  One would think that a plane, having a much wider height and girth, would have caused the outer facing of the façade to crumble upon impact; but local news footage shows that the bruised side of the Pentagon remained whole and entire for more than 20 minutes before it collapsed.  Also, the fuselage of the average commercial airliner would have broken up into innumerable pieces, for the most part, long before it could come to rest within the building’s third core-ring, etc.

Peggy Noonan, needless to say, doesn’t mention any of the physical aspects of the bombing at the Pentagon on September 11th.  What seems to frost her most is that the October, 2001 invasion of Afghanistan appears to have been purposely bungled, like something merely meant to be the first salvo in a drawn-out propaganda campaign, perpetrated so the country would be prepared for an invasion of Iraq, 17 months later, all supposedly because Saddam had yellow cake and was fixing to use it in a nuclear weapon fired at the US.  In fact this is precisely what the initial folderol over Osama-bin-Missing was meant to be.  Just a paltry little opening act before the main event of March, 2003. Learn to put 2 & 2 together, Peg --- it ain’t that hard!

When Joan Collins wrote in her autobiography, Past Imperfect, that June Allyson was practically a midget, standing no more than 5 foot two in heels, and had the most wretched fashion-sense because every dress she wore on screen had to be fitted with a “Peter Pan” collar, Miss Collins was called catty --- and that is a bad thing to be!

But if one describes politicians, from both sides of the aisle, as being like raw sewage, kicking back from a broken pipe, how is one being unfair, especially nowadays?  The lies and multi-faceted deceit of the Great Society days are now coming home to roost in the form of chickens that are the size of flaming monsters!  Sometimes people are just plain short and gloriously giddy, particularly when they wear high heels and favor “Peter Pan” collars!

In the Western world the patience of almost-dead White people seems to be wearing very thin : yesterday comes news that more than 600 people in Birkenhead, England tried to make a group “citizen’s arrest” of a “bad” Judge at a tax trial.  On this side of the pond, the meaningless haggling, over a measly $60 billion in “budget cuts,” continues to maunder along in the U.S. Congress like a constipated tortoise.  One has to shake one's self out of an involuntary dream-state to remember that when this year’s budget breathes its last, on September 30th, the federal budget will be at least $1.6 trillion out of balance!

Just consider the Johnson-era Medicaid program : in 1996 federal expenditures on it were “only” $8 billion; in 2008 federal expenditures for Medicaid had risen to $299 billion (remember, the several states are expected to match, 50-50, Washington’s Medicaid expenses)! Alice, The March Hare, The Mad Hatter, The Walrus & The Carpenter, The Red Queen, etc. all seem to have taken up residence in Washington, DC and now strut the floor of Congress, just one step ahead of the men in white coats!  How long will the general populace tolerate this general insanity?! How long will the US Dollar hold up before its final disintegration?!

Granted that our most recent three Presidents have been stooges of Wall Street and the Pentagon, and pretty much fell apart politically during their time in office : Clinton (Lewinsky); Bush (Webster’s Dictionary); and now Obama (no Birth Certificate) --- but the first two fell apart by degrees; since the Republicans took possession of the house on January 5th, Barry has launched a campaign of utter incoherence as if the eardrums of the American people could be combated and won over by the constant speaking of total nonsense!

Yes, we have the evidence : his flop of the State of the Union address, his Orwellian budget cuts that promise to raise the deficit to jillions of fiat dollars while reducing spending on the margins, his empty threats against Egypt, Libya and so forth.  What we seem to be witnessing is the collapse of an old ideology, proclaimed in the damp recesses of the Finland Station and tried and tried and failed, over & over again, innumerable times since 1917. Scratch that, not so much an ideology as a religion, in practice, not yet 100 years old, but a religion that has pride of place above all other ideologies, which became earthly political religions during the 20th Century.

Let me tell you, Barry-in-front-of-the-microphone has become a painfully frustrating spectacle to watch.  It must be the agony of a bloody little Via Dolorosa for the man himself, but he seems to be quite unconscious of the ridiculous figure he cuts when he goes out in public and opens his mouth which, these days, is an all too frequent occurrence!

Barry's new press secretary, Jay Carney, seems to be always either constipated and on the verge or pleading the Fifth.  This underling seems to passionately hate his job and ready to quit at any moment at the drop of a hat!  Perhaps, of all Barry’s Chi-town pals, Jeremiah Wright said it best : the chickens have come home to roost!

Just days before the November 2nd election, on October 30th, staffers tried to get their boss, Congressman David Wu of Oregon, admitted to a mental hospital in either Portland, Oregon or Washington, DC.  It seems that the long-term Congressman and big fan of Star Trek had gone on a prolonged drinking binge --- and Congressman Wu is famous for his prolonged drinking binges.  Wu’s personal psychiatrist was called in hopes of getting his prize patient to agree to a temporary committal in a plush bughouse. But Wu refused to be locked up. Congressman Wu needn't have worried : he would handily defeat his Republican challenger in the election, days later.

Congressman Wu’s constituents are used to seeing their favorite elected representative stagger around in public shitfaced. That way, they know he cares! But staffers had been quite concerned that their boss would make a bigger fool of himself than usual --- they immediately shut down the campaign and put Wu under wraps (rumor has it that on the Oct. 31, Nov. 1, & Nov 2, they hid Wu in a Portland multiplex where they let him watch all the movies and rationed out just enough Old Grand Dad® to keep him happy [it’s better than goofballs or straight medication, don’t you know!]).

A Democrat Congressman drunk and out of his mind?!  That just sounds like simply par for the course to me!

If the current “budget battle” between the President and the Republicans in the House of Representatives smacks of edutainment, perhaps it most likely is : that there should be a political set-to over a measly $60 billion in “budget cuts,” when this fiscal year's deficit will probably exceed $1.6 trillion, is a real knee-slapper.

The Republicans in the House may be using their $60 billion in budget cuts as a test case, much in the way a 15-year-old teenybopper might use a pimply boy in her homeroom class as a practice boyfriend.  The Republicans seem to be worried about, above all, how the transnational media will react to the tiny tentative cuts that they propose, with seven months to go in the fiscal year.

Come October 1st, if the Republicans are to get serious at the start of a fresh, new fiscal year, they would try to exact bold cuts of at least $500 billion, if they are truly in earnest about taking a whack out of the Democrats’ 2009 bloated, socialist baseline, which was instituted under cover of the “stimulus” package (remember "shovel ready jobs?" --- the only stuff being shoveled two years ago was the kind that falls naturally from the digestive ends of cows).

Right now, begging for a measly $60 billion in cuts is doing the teenybopper thing with that practice boyfriend.  The kisses never go French and those pimply, roving fingers never dare to go below the shoulder blades. If our fair debutante were to be presented with a real man, she’d run away screaming, sobbing big tears.