There will be a party primary taking place this summer in Arizona for John McCain's US Senate seat. JD Hayworth, the challenger, has already started making Robo calls to Republican voters in which he calls McCain a “moderate” and characterizes his positions on bank regulation and immigration as “moderate.”  “Moderate” is the new Liberal.  It is the new dirty word in US politics.

Byron Dorgan, the retiring senator from North Dakota, is a Democrat and a self-avowed moderate.  His colleague in the Senate, Dem. Kent Conrad, is another self-avowed moderate.  Rob Port, a political commentator on North Dakota radio, says : “The joke here is that we elect conservatives to state office because we don't want them to spend our money, but we elect liberals to national office because we want them to spend other people's money!”

FBI agent Booth (David Boreanaz) turned out to be the Great, Great, Great Grandson of John Wilkes Booth -- -- -- a plot twist, at the end of the show, that was good enough to draw a sly little collective laugh from the Bones audience!

The two most important dates in 20th century American history are December 7, 1941, the day on which America became the most powerful Empire the world has ever seen, and November 22, 1963, the day on which America witnessed a coup d'état in front of its very eyes (third most important date? --- for my money November 24, 1963, when the CIA's designated patsy, Lee Harvey Oswald, was killed by Jack Ruby, a low-level mob associate of the Carlos Marcello crime family).

There are two excellent books of recent vintage that I highly recommend.  The first is JFK & the Unspeakable by James Douglass, the second is Breach of Trust by Gerald McKnight.  Both are chockablock with many interesting facts about the Kennedy Assassination and both are notable for approaching facts that have been neglected by other writers. JFK & the Unspeakable goes into great detail about a planned assassination of Kennedy that was supposed to take place in Chicago on November 2, 1963 but was nipped in the bud : there were multiple shooters and a patsy, like there would be in Dallas, with all the “players” ready to go, but the Secret Service would get wind of the plot and make Kennedy stay in Washington. Breach of Trust devotes an entire chapter to the Warren Commission's closed-door proceedings of September 18, 1964.  On that day Senator Richard Russell of Georgia, a Commissioner, objected strenuously to the Commission’s findings that Kennedy had been fired upon by only one gunman and that he had been killed by a fatal head wound made by a “magic” copper-jacketed rifle bullet, shot from the barrel of an old, rusty Italian piece of $12.88 Mussolini-era surplus. Thereafter, J. Lee Rankin, General Counsel for the Warren Commission, would order the stenographic minutes of Senator Russell's misgivings about the Commission's lone gunman, Oswald-determination destroyed without Russell's knowledge (Sen. Russell would find out about what Rankin had done in 1968.  Needless to say, Russell felt shocked and betrayed).

It takes more than 44 minutes to go into the intricacies and double dealings surrounding the Kennedy Assassination, the blackest day in American history. You should look into the events of that terrible day if only to obtain a better understanding of what American has become, thanks to that vile day.

Last week former NYC Mayor Rudy Giuliani’s one-time Police Commissioner Howard Safir backed into a pregnant woman while double parked on Manhattan's swank upper East Side.  The woman, Joanne Valarezo (left), was knocked to the ground.  After getting up, she went over to the driver of the car, whom she did not recognize, and berated him for his recklessness.  But the offending driver threw the car into gear and skedaddled.  Ms. Valarezo jotted down the license plate number before an ambulance came to take her to the hospital.  Although bruised, neither she, nor the unborn child she was carrying, was seriously injured.  Precinct cops traced the plates to Safir but declined to prosecute, Safir having denied any knowledge of hitting a pedestrian.  Under New York's Vehicle and Traffic Law, a motorist who leaves the scene of an accident, in which he is involved, is liable to be criminally charged for so doing.

Safir and Giuliani go way back.  Howard Safir, a top US Marshal in NYC during Rudy's time as US attorney for the Southern District, became a laughingstock when he freely made the following statement : “There is no hunting like the hunting of armed men and those who have hunted armed men long enough and like it, never wish to do anything else thereafter. [!]  Talk about every John Wayne movie ever made meeting up with Rambo III ( against the Russian Reds and with the help of the Taliban ) and then some!

Like the good old days in the Southern District, Howie was Rudy's gofer and all-around spear carrier during his time as Police Commissioner.  But things had a way of piling up for him during his tenure.  In 1997, in New York, Safir's wife got into a car accident with another woman.  The Safir car had been rear-ended, nothing unusual about that as traffic accidents go, but for the fact that the Safir car was sporting phony Virginia plates at the time.  Safir sent some goons from his personal bodyguard to intimidate and put the fear of God into the unlucky woman who had accidentally made the acquaintance of Mrs. Safir.  To cover up for this personal use of her husband's public detail, Mrs. Safir undertook a large personal injury suit against the woman who had rear-ended her.  Howie claimed complete ignorance of his wife's legal goings-on.  Safir's bodyguards were notorious for throwing their weight around, so much so that it was rumored that Safir sought out the most mentally disturbed city cops who he could find, just so he could watch and enjoy himself while they “mixed it up” with, and “tossed” hapless New Yorkers on his behalf.  This odd taste in personal protection boomeranged on Safir one morning when one of his favorite Palookas summarily blew his brains out before clocking into the Safir goon squad.  Safir's downfall, after four years as NYC PC, finally came when he was caught accepting a $7,000 bribe in the form of free, primo hotel accommodations for a weekend in Los Angeles from Revlon CEO George Fellows.  Safir hung on for more than a year before being forced to “pay back” the bribe and tender his resignation.  Safir claimed that he was going to quit the job anyway and that being forced to “pay back” an old bribe that he pocketed in “trade” was not an embarrassment but simply something that he was glad to do!  As was the case last week, Safir managed to skate away without being charged with a criminal offense.  Being an ex-NYC Police Commissioner means not only never having to say you're sorry but seems to mean that you are granted a get–out-of-jail card in perpetuity!

Anybody who reads newspapers or watches TeeVee has had a particularly unpleasant experience visited upon them every now and then : namely, the sickening feeling of having missed an important story because the facts revolving around that particular story are simply too embarrassing to mention among the usual mixed company of garden-variety Marxists.  And Marxists, as every well-read newspaper reader or bug-eyed TeeVee watcher knows, are precisely the people who own and run the big newspapers and the big networks.

Civil Rights For Blacks, these days, have taken on a heavy religious connotation.  1964 and 1965 LBJ, through unremitting use of the “Johnson Treatment,” managed to bull through Congress legislation that stripped Whites of certain rights, handing those rights to Blacks ( voting privileges, hiring quotas, etc. ).  When the true history of that miserable era is finally written, these now unmentionable facts will finally see the full light of day.  But for now, the civil rights period of the 50s and 60s is swathed in pseudo-pious, religious nonsense.  What are today celebrated acts of miraculous courage will one day be adjudged afresh to be nothing short of political hijacking, i.e. robbing the unquestioned political property of Peter and shoving it over to Paul, with skin color and political muscle as the only overriding rules --- less Christ on the Cross and more like the new law of the National Jungle that America has become, with each new Illegal Immigrant claiming and demanding special privilege and extraordinary preference.

In 1994, Mississippi prosecutor Bobby DeLaughter managed to obtain a conviction in the murder of Medgar Evers.  After two hung juries way back when, DeLaughter had managed to pluck quite a feather for his prosecutors cap. DeLaughter’s triumph was so notable that Hollywood was emboldened to make a dreary movie, two years later, of the trial called Ghosts of Mississippi, a sort of To Kill a Mockingbird Meets Bill Clinton. Even well-behaved Liberals were appalled by the film’s banality.

DeLaughter rode his newfound fame and notoriety to a Mississippi judgeship, and here is where the story really gets interesting!, and then soon into the pockets of the state's biggest fatcats.  Last year DeLaughter’s bagman, Ed Peters, in exchange for immunity, sang like a canary about his master.  For a grant of immunity, he told federal prosecutors that he had funneled $1 million to Judge DeLaughter for fixing a case.  On Monday DeLaughter began an 18-month federal sentence for obstruction of justice after bargaining down to his final plea ( or “bid,” as they say ) from the more serious general charges of bribetaking.

Usually the press goes in big for stories about the fall of heroes.  But "civil rights heroes" are very different.  If there had been newspapers and TeeVee at the time of St. Francis of Assisi and those organs of mass communication had been exclusively in the hands of the Roman Catholic Church, do you honestly think, gentle reader, that if St. Francis had been observed to have been too loving (in flagrante delicto) with his pet goats at the back of the barn, this unfortunate failing of St. Francis’s would have been widely disseminated?  So it has proven with our one-time “civil rights” hero, Bobby DeLaughter.  St. George in armor has turned into St. Crook in robes! And the Dragon that he never slew has turned into a visa overstayer running a barbecue pit in Biloxi!

Last year Chris Walker, who was fully dressed at the time, advised British women to go out in public on May Day without a stitch of clothing.  Mr. Walker, a town counselor in Essex ( England ), was of the opinion that Muslim immigrants would be compelled to commit suicide on the spot after espying an uncovered example of the Pulchritude of Albion because the religion of Islam forbids its male adherents from looking upon the form of a naked woman to whom they are not married.  Needless to say, Mr. Walker's program of Immigration Control has not yet been implemented in England --- he was subsequently forced to apologize for his rash remarks on a subject upon which Rubens would have nodded in earnest approbation --- and the UK edition of Playboy continues to suffer rapidly declining circulation. There just might not be always an England if the Open Borders Prudes go on getting their way.

 In 2009, Marxist Spoil-Sports Rescinded the Full-Frontal Celebration of May Day in the British Isles.

As, with each passing year, the relative unimportance of the events of September 11, 2001 become more apparent, the tremendous significance of what happened in Dallas on November 22, 1963 continues to grow in historical consequence.  The political import of the September 11th events --- whether one believes them to be the manifestation of a false flag operation or the cunning contrivance of a very tall, ex-CIA asset hiding in an Afghan cave --- would be converted, over the course of the ensuing 18 months, to serve as a shaky justification for invading Iraq and thus insuring the continuance of the US military--security complex.  We were told to “never forget” and that “America Changed.”  September 11 has become our never-ending day for American nightmares, of continuing to slide into the darkness, a darkness of never-ending war, a darkness of illogical thought and of ceaseless, mindless, scabrous, patriotic drivel.  But November 22, 1963 opened a debate on America's direction in the world that has never been closed.  The CIA, the Bay of Pigs, Carlos Marcello, Lee Oswald, Jack Ruby, etc. are still with us, each promising to fill in a particular section of an enormous, black puzzle that cries out to be deciphered within confines of an elaborate whole.  In 2008 a remarkable study of the conditions and characters behind the Kennedy assassination, JFK & the Unspeakable, was published.  The book has enjoyed a still flourishing afterlife and is passed from hand to hand in like manner to samizdat in the old Soviet Union.  Little bombs of knowledge, arising from the book, continue to go off.  In Ray McGovern's most recent opinion piece, he deals extensively with former President Harry Truman's op-ed in the Washington Post, published exactly 1 month to the day after JFK's assassination ( Dec. 22, 1963 ).  Truman was responsible for setting up the CIA.  It was under Eisenhower, however, that the CIA, under Ike's man, Allen Dulles, toppled the duly elected governments of Iran and Guatemala.  It was in the waning days of the Eisenhower Administration that the Bay of Pigs invasion was planned.  The CIA operation failed in the same month that US Attorney General Robert Kennedy had Carlos Marcello deported (Louisiana’s notorious “Slot Machine King” ).  A few months later JFK fired Dulles and a handful of his close subordinates.  In his Washington Post op-ed piece, Truman suggested that the CIA be dismantled or hinted that it be made to give up that particular part of its organization involved in paramilitary activities.  In his capacity as the most influential member of the Warren Commission, Allen Dulles would fly to Independence, Missouri on a mission to get “Give ‘Em Hell Harry” to recant his heretical views on Dulles’s precious CIA … ( CLICK HERE ).

 THE YEAR SO FAR ... EASILY THE MOST RACIST USE OF PHOTOSHOP® IN 2010
 AND THERE ARE STILL 364¼ SOLAR DAYS LEFT ON THE CALENDAR!!!

Devoted readers of these pages will recall the shenanigans of Washington politicians regarding the taxpayer bailout of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac about 17 months ago.  These Washington politicians, hand over heart, swore that no more than $25 billion would be required to bail out these two quasi-governmental mortgage lending institutions.  17 months later, the taxpayers have stood the losses of Fannie and Freddie : the amount so far? -- -- -- 112 billion dollars in rapidly depreciating federal reserve notes. Barclays estimates that the final bill for food stamp mortgages will be, at least, 180 billion, with a strong possibility that the economy, staying down for so long, might mean that the final and total loss for the taxpayers will prove out to be as much as 300 billion.  Who believed our political paragons of virtue 17 months ago?  Who can still be so foolish to believe them now?