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Boobs.

OK, so the IRS is vastly overstepping its power to make life hard for conservatives and libertarians and at the same time aiding liberals and their ilk; In a very dodgy scenario, the “Justice Department” tapped a slew of MSM phone lines; The Benghazi cover up is gaining speed and everyone in the Administration is either (a) denying they did anything wrong or (b) passing the buck like a hot potato covered in fresh dog poop.

But the BIG MEDIA HEADLINE is all about Angelina Jolie’s boobs.

Not that I don’t appreciate the female figure or anything, or believe that one shouldn’t have the option of heading off something as terrible as cancer with surgery, but it seems like there might be larger, more far reaching problems in America at this time.

The current positions:

President Obama: “I didn’t know nuttin’ ‘bout it.”

AG Holder: “Ah ahm da law!” (use your best Judge Dredd voice, Stallone version please)

Jay Carney: “Um, well, um, you know, give me a minute.”

The MSM: “We don’t like you anymore.” (to the Adminstration)

Media Matters: “…” (Can’t make statement due to head being up own ass)

Libertarians: “See, we told you that Big Government sucks.”

Conservatives: “Quick! Form a committee to investigate!”

Everyone else is taking bets on who will be the fall guy and how long they will have to stay in a minimum security federal prison at taxpayer expense before they get our and make millions writing a book about how they were wronged by their superiors.

Or they’re looking at Angelina’s boobs.

Piers Moron

Morgan

Boston

What can one say in face of mindless evil, other than to resolve to fight it with all every iota of strength and determination that one has?

People who would commit such an act deserve no quarter, now or in the future.

Pondering

A question to those on the left:

If requiring an ID to prove that you are eligible to vote is thought to infringe on your Constitutional right to cast said vote, then is requiring an ID to prove that you are eligible to purchase a firearm considered to be infringing on your Constitutional right to bear arms?

Just curious.

Really? Really?

From the “You must be f#@cking kidding me” files:

Florida lawmakers are considering legislation that would ban those receiving government assistance from using their electronic benefits (EBT) cards at strip clubs, casinos, liquor stores, and gun stores.

Seriously? Instead of spending time doing something like looking for a job, These people can simply spend their time at the slots, get a few lap dances, pickup a bottle of vodka and then grab a few boxes of ammo on the way home?

I own a small business. I’m on the job 12 hours a day for six, sometimes seven, days a week and I can’t do that.

Meanwhile, the politicians keep taking more money out of my pocket so that some asshat can spend it getting hammered at Gloria’s House of Massive Mammaries?

Some days I don’t even recognize this country. Check that…most days I don’t recognize this country.

State of the Union

If it wasn’t for my already-really-bad-mood I would probably indulge in the following, just to start easing the pain of the next four years under this administration:

The State of the Union Drinking Game, brought to you by the folks over at the Daily Caller

  • Whenever Obama says “jobs,” pour eight percent of your drink down the drain.
  • Take a shot whenever Obama mentions the word “gun” or other Second Amendment-related terminology.
  • When Obama engages in class warfare, stab the richest person in the room with your broken beer bottle (which was broken, of course, by smashing it on said gentleman’s head).
  • When Obama mentions “green energy,” swirl your drink in a windmill-like fashion and pour it down the drain.
  • When the president says “debt” or “deficit,” take one of your friend’s beers and promise to pay him back later.
  • If Obama says “It’s the right thing to do,” scream “YEAH IT IS!” and chug your whole drink.
  • If Obama says “Let me be clear,” take a shot of vodka or translucent alcohol of your choice.
  • If Obama mentions technology or technology education, “mupload” a drunk “selfie” to Facebook, Twitter or Instagram.
  • When the President uses the passive voice, hit your neighbor the right, and blame your neighbor on the left.
  • Drink a vodka with Red Bull every time Vice President Joe Biden looks like he’s about to fall asleep.
  • If Speaker of the House John Boehner’s complexion looks particularly orange, pour a screw driver.

1.6 Billion

DHSammo

Check me on this, but this sure looks like an order for another 21.6 million rounds of ammunition for DHS (click the graphic for full size). Keep in mind that when I say another multiple-million round order, it is because they have put out bids for 1.6 BILLION rounds of ammunition in the last 10 months.

Yeah, OK, it’s going to a training center, but seriously…if you had every trainee fire 500 rounds, 21.6 million rounds would be enough for over 43,000 DHS personnel, and that’s just at one facility. When you ponder 1.6 billion rounds just for the Department of Homeland Insecurity, you have to wonder what’s going on. Seriously.

A bit of a tin-foil-hat aside: Considering the current shortage on the civilian end, huge government purchases would be an elegant way of keeping it scarce and the Proles relatively defenseless.

I don’t like Mondays

Having a quick Monday morning gander around John Venlet’s Improved Clinch, led me to a very interesting post by Joan of Argghh! which you should read all of. Here is a bit of it:

(snip)

Obama won’t send an army, he’ll send your neighbor, the one with the IRS job. Or you’ll try to travel and a local NHS satrap will show up to investigate you, express serious doubts about your online comments, and ask you to get in his car, quietly please, as your wife and kids look on– and your neighbors whisper, “I always thought something was strange about him.” Some municipal quisling will bring four or five officers and arrest you for making a video, or for refusing a smart-meter on your home. You will be shamed in the local paper, not the New York Times.

Death-or-glory charges are for the fresh young recruits. Cannon fodder, sadly. But their story comes long after the thousand paper-cuts of the Diktat. The apparatchiks are your neighbors. And you won’t raise a gun to the man with whom you’ve shared a meal.

If Solzhenitzyn’s “how we burned in the camps later” essay doesn’t WAKEN us to the fact that it’s not “them” but it’s folks right here, next door in our communities, then we are doomed to lose this country. You have friends with public sector jobs who can’t afford to lose them. Hell, the garbage collector doesn’t want to lose his job. He’ll report you for not recycling if it’s required of him. Nice people will unwind the strands of liberty one “concern”  at a time.

Brave talk, this idea of forming a militia to counter such tactics. But they’ll never use the tactics you’re imagining. It won’t be a bang, it’ll be a whimper. Freedom is fragile, and it’s lost one city block at a time. One tax return at a time. One example at a time.

Would it surprise you? It would not surprise me.

If you stop for a second to think, it certainly makes a lot more sense than sending the current version of the Sturmabteilung trotting down main street. Just as in nature, you want to pick off the slow ones from the back of the herd, quickly and quietly as to not spook everyone into running away in a panic. Panic among the Proletariat is a reaction that makes it hard for the Party Elite to maintain control, and that is what it is all about these days. Control.

Just like the song says, I don’t like Mondays. I like them less these days.

Thanks, Mr. President!

In the last four years, 8.5 MILLION Americans have given up on finding work and have simply left the workforce. Good job, Mr. President!

Can you blame them? When you can collect almost as much in free government goodies that the current administration is handing out as you could get holding down an actual job…well, why break your ass when you can sit on it?

Migas

Migas

Like the song says:

“You can’t always get what you want…but if you try…sometimes…

You still can’t get what you want.”

OK, I changed that last part.