October 12, 2019

Not much else to say.

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

You’ll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

The years have been flying by. Still find it hard to imagine myself growing this old. It’s been quite a year, emotionally and physically. I should be gearing back with an eye towards retirement, but I don’t think I’ve ever had a full year where I’ve worked this hard, and I’ll admit that I’m feeling pretty worn down and burned out. One of these days I’d like to have a few days off to recharge the batteries but with work the way it is and the pressure the way it us that ain’t coming soon.

It’s been an interesting last few months since July’s Goodboys weekend. Things that once interested me (my golf game, for example) now hold little interest to me, as does the whole idea of being a “Goodboy”. And after this year’s GB weekend I’m thinking that perhaps it might be time to kick back and let some younger whippersnapper with joy, passion, and vision take my place. Maybe it’s the whole anemia thing that has brought me up close and personal to the cancer patients at the MD Anderson Cancer Center that has changed me; it certainly reinforces my opinion that life is for the living, that every day ought to be lived like it’s your last, and the focus needs to be on truly what matters to you and what doesn’t.

Most recently I find that my dreams have changed; lots of work (I can’t get away from it) but also dreams of my departed mom and my brother Mark. I’m not sure what that means – they’ve never been in my dreams much, if ever. I’m tired, emotionally, physically, spiritually. Oh, I can focus alright when needed, but the energy comes in spurts but is expended almost as quickly as it appears. I find it harder to be able to concentrate through a whole day of work without my precious hour nap in the afternoon. I’ve started thinking about life after my current healthcare IT thing and can’t see myself ever working in an office ever again. I find myself longing to look inward and think inward, seeking some return to living a more spiritual life sans the emotional baggage that the whole decade involving the Church and the priesthood thing left behind a decade ago. Something’s calling me to something, but I’m not exactly sure what it is; rather than force it I’ll allow it to come to me in its own good time.

These are all heavy thoughts. Now that the clock has struck twelve, I’ll enjoy a Sam Adams Boston Lager on my back patio under happy pineapple lights. The evening is cool and pleasant, exactly why folks live in the Valley of the Sun.

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October 4, 2019

It would be nice to spend the weekend doing outside chores but work has been especially brutal this week. So, rather than reorganizing my woodpile and getting started on painting and restaining my Tiki bar deck, much of the weekend will be spent indoors. In the meantime:

I must say I sure like Accuweather’s Winter forecast. Cooler and wetter in the Southwest ain’t gonna bother no one around these parts. Here’s hoping for massive snows in the Sierra Nevadas to fill up all those aquaducts and, most especially, Lake Mead.

Coming to a Democratic presidential nomination race near you:

Hillary Clinton loathes other people, but is incapable of existing without them. She can’t do what every other contender did and go away because she has nowhere to go. There’s a mansion in New York, but it has too many mirrors. And at night, she might start wandering and muttering, “Out, damned spot.”

And she won’t be talking about the neighbor’s dog who committed suicide in a local park.

Desperate and malicious, Hillary’s restless spirt wanders the nation and the world, haunting random supermarkets, gyms and colleges. To paraphrase her inspiration, Karl, a specter is wandering D.C. That’s where Hillary showed up to George Washington U to claim that she only lost Wisconsin because of Republican voter suppression. It had nothing to do with her failure to campaign in Wisconsin.

Meanwhile, only 300 people turned out to hear her latest set of pathetic excuses and lies.

“I was the first person who ran for president in more than 50 years without the protection of the Voting Rights Act,” she whined.

The Voting Rights Act had been put into place to stop Democrat voter suppression in segregated states in 1965. Not to protect Hillary. It had nothing to do with why a rich white Democrat lost Wisconsin.

If there is a more repulsive, despicable, liar walking on the face of this earth I have yet to see it. Were she my wife, not only would I cheat on her, I’d find the most ugly, vile woman I could find, bed her, and then brag to the world that she’s the girl I’m cheating with. Call Hillary the “B’ word. Call her the “C” word. It doesn’t do either of these words poetic justice.

…speaking of Hillary, it’s all working out as predicted. Once you have the kind of left-wing mouthpiece that Politico is publishing this kind out thing it’s only time before Biden is finished. Combined with Bernie Sanders’ sudden health issue, funny how these things work out, isn’t it, Hillary?

Personally, I can’t wait for The Trump Network.

Can you imagine something like “Blazing Saddles” being made today? No way, and that’s a sad thing. If there’s one thing our culture has lost in the onslaught of liberalism it’s the ability to laugh at ourselves. It’s no wonder liberals are so miserable!

Joe Biden looks like the very definition of “Dead Man Walking”. He’s done like dinner, and I think even his campaign knows it.

If you’re stupid enough to allow a beer vendor to charge you $724 for beers, maybe you’re the ones that ought to be arrested – for stupidity!. That’s why I ALWAYS Request a receipt, no matter where I am and what its for. Of course, we’re talking about Miami Dolphins fans, so what can you expect?

This is what’s called going on the offensive. I guarantee this will be looked back on as the week the GOP came out swinging, and it’s a lock Democrats weren’t prepared for it. I suppose when you have virtually the entire mainstream media as your mouthpiece you can get lulled into thinking you can spew whatever lies you want, but there comes a point where even the mainstream media can’t swallow Adam Schiff’s repeated lies.

…and it’s about time the GOP started treating the Democrats with the same disdain the Democrats hold for them; one can only hope that Republicans running for Congress and the Senate in 2020 will follow suit.

Meanwhile, while Democrats flog the same poor mule called impeachment, President Trump continues to look after this country’s interests. Not to mention, a rockin’ economy. It’s no wonder the Democrats are only focused on impeachment!

Did you see this video? Thirty seconds into it, about where she says the world only has “a few months left”, I knew AOC and her audience was being punk’d. Turns out it was someone affiliated with the Lyndon LaRouche PAC. I do have to give her credit for an amazingly realistic bit of agitprop. Someone hire her – she’s a great actress!

…The fact that anyone (and I include many of my fellow conservatives in this) could actually think this person was serious shows you just how crazy the loony left has become. Not to mention the fact that, oh BTW, AOC was actually treating this person as someone serious ought to tell you just how serious AOC should be taken as a spokesperson for liberals everywhere. She’s still damned cute, tho, and she looks great in black.

Went to the Australian Pink Floyd Show down the street in Chandler last weekend and it was fantastic. Could have been a bit longer with a few more “deep tracks”, but if you’re a Pink Floyd fan and you get a chance to see it, by all means do. They opened with “Obscured by Clouds” (a personal favorite) and it seems they used this live performance as their inspiration. It was totally awesome.

If this is what goes for political punditry in Washington these days I have swamp land in Florida to sell you. The sad truth is, there are a small cadre of “Never Trumpers” who the mainstream media uses under a byline of so-called “Republican consultants” purely to further their own anti-Trump agenda. I’ll tell y’all plain: anyone who thinks for a minute Mitt Romney has any kind of support within the Republican Party is deluding themselves. And Romney is a vile, whiny numb-nutted elitist who, to this very day, I can’t believe I pulled a lever for. I should have voted for Barack Obama – at least with him I knew what I was getting! These so-called “political pundits” are beyond clueless.

This movie sounds positively fascinating. Can’t wait to see it.

Nope, not only have I not even thought of picking my golf clubs up again, I haven’t watched a minute of PGA TOUR golf yet this year.

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September 28, 2019

Been following all the so-called drama of the Ukraine phone call controversy that has the Democrats, having failed to find anything to impeach the President on resulting from the Mueller report, stepping up to the plate for a second whack at impeachment over a phone conversation between the presidents of the USA and Ukraine. Conventional wisdom has this saying that, because of the Democratic rule changes and such, Nancy Pelosi will find it easier to start impeachment hearings against the President and that, as a result, impeachment’s gonna happen.

Maybe so. But I don’t buy it.

I’m going to stick to my guns and my previous assertion that what is really going on here has little to do with national security or a perceived quid pro quo as a way for Democrats to finally find a way to remove the President from office. Oh, don’t get me wrong, the Speaker of the House is trying to carefully thread her way between her Party’s base and a rabid group of Trump-haters in Congress who are insisting the President be impeached, and a Party establishment and members of Congress who know damned well impeachment is a fool’s errand that will only result in a bloodbath at the voting booth come 2020. And one cannot forget that the Speaker has to know who’s driving the impeachment bus right now – she has to be concerned about her own job and her legacy; that if she doesn’t give impeachment at least a good-faith effort she’ll be pushed out as Speaker.

All this may be true to some extent, but to those who pay close attention to this kind of thing and have the ability to read the political tea leaves as I do, it’s pretty clear (at least to me) that all the conventional wisdom with its focus on Trump and impeachment is wrong and completely missing what’s really happening behind the scenes. And what, you might ask yourself, might that be? Simply put, this is a surgical strike by the “Clintonistas” in the Democratic Party to take out “Slo'” Joe Biden (and, as I will point out, Elizabeth “Fauxcahontus” Warren) with a surgical strike, thereby greasing the skids for Hillary’s re-entrance into the Democratic presidential race.

Don’t believe me?

Think about it for a moment, and let’s look at a few seemingly-unrelated headlines from this past week. First, of course, you have this whole Ukraine controversy. But think about it: who’s being hurt more by it? President Trump, or Joe Biden? I would argue it’s the latter, because while Democrats are using the Ukraine phone call to attack the President, folks are also seeing for the first time that damning video of Biden threatening Ukraine with the withholding of aid money if the Ukrainian prosecutor looking into corruption isn’t fired. This video is not only unflattering, it illustrates Biden’s thug-like behavior and the kind of political insider, Beltway power-politics that voters tend to reject.

Secondly, you have two stories published almost simultaneously that present the new supposed Democratic front-runner, Massachusetts senator Warren in an unflattering light: her stumbling response concerning Biden’s activities as unethical and something she wouldn’t stand for in her own presidency, and this story about Wall Street Democratic donors threatening to withhold support should Warren win the Democratic nomination.

Now why, you might ask, might these negative portrayals about both Biden and Warren come to the forefront virtually on the heels of each other? Isn’t it interesting that the very same week these stories erupted none other than Hillary Clinton announced her intention to undertake a so-called “listening tour”. For what purpose would Hillary Clinton want to do a “listening tour”? Just to get out there to meet her fans? Work behind the scenes to insert her influence into the current Democratic race? Don’t make me laugh – remember, this is exactly the same strategy Hillary employed prior to her announcing her entry into the race for US Senate in New York. What you are seeing play out here is nothing more than Clinton hard-ball 101, a power move by Hillary and her supporters in Democratic power circles and their ass-kissers in the mainstream media to destroy the Democratic front-runners so Clinton can enter the race as immediate front-runner.

Here’s my take: Hillary had no intention of running for President again. Oh, she wanted to, but she wasn’t going to risk being beaten by the likes of Joe Biden who, by all accounts, was a virtual shoo-in for the Democratic nomination and California senator Kamala Harris, who seemed at the time a strong better-than-odds replacement should Biden falter for any reason. But then Biden came stumbling out of booth and revealed himself to be nothing short of a slow-witted doofus. The Party faithful began to feel a sense of unease. Then Harris first underwhelmed, then imploded as folks got a look at what she was really like during the first two (or was it three?) Democratic candidate debates. Then Warren started her ascendancy to the top of the polls and the Party movers and shakers knew they had a looming disaster on their hands. And so the feelers went out to Hillary through the normal political backchannels, resulting in an action plan to take both Biden and Warren out.

I started to get the sense this was happening back in July with the first news items planted in left-leaning publications regarding concerns about Biden’s questionable dealings with his son in both Ukraine and China. Now you have this this whole “whistle-blower” controversy which is slowing being revealed as a well-planned event. The Dems had to know that this controversy wouldn’t just hurt Trump, but inflict maximum damage on Biden as well. And if in doing so the President and his pit bull Rudy Giuliani were employed as unwitting accomplices, all the better. At the same time, start planting similar kinds of news items questioning Warren’s ethics and ability to run a formidable campaign against Donald Trump, and voila!, hello Hillary!

Here’s what’s going to happen. In the next few weeks I expect Biden to drop out of the race, or, at the very least, become an afterthought with primary voters. He’s on a downward slide he cannot recover from (something, BTW, I told y’all when he first entered the race). I expect Clinton to enter the race no later than Thanksgiving, perhaps much sooner. Clinton’s sole reason for running will be to reverse the results of the 2016 election which she will state was stolen from her due to Russia collusion and voter suppression and voting irregularities. To underscore the latter, Clinton will name failed Georgia gubernatorial candidate Stacy Abrams as her running mate. (Abrams, too, believes the election was stolen from her due to voting irregularities and voter suppression.)

What this strategy will allow is for Clinton to run solely on the results of the 2016 election and not her record. She’ll run a totally negative campaign against Trump and the voters who were denied Clinton’s election, avoiding completely her e-mails and other accusations about corruption and pay-for-play influence during her time as Secretary of State. Abrams’ place on the team will serve to reinforce the “stolen election” theme and focus solely on issues involving voter turnout and suppression, and the voting irregularities that both feel led to their respective defeats. I expect Abrams, not Clinton, to be the “face” of the campaign, thus allowing Clinton to work only as hard as is absolutely needed, with lots of “soft” interviews and less public appearances by Hillary. Abrams’ role will be to reinvigorate female and LGBTQ voters (thus offsetting the loss of blue-collar, white male traditional Democratic voters who have moved to Trump), stanch the slow but steady drift of African-American voters to Trump.

Because – unless there’s a drastic change between now and the next 6-8 months – Trump’s record on the economy will preclude the kind of “are you better off now than four years ago” kind of campaign. Instead, this will be a presidential campaign run completely on identity politics – battle royale “war of the sexes”. Expect the Supreme Court to be a major topic of discussion, with Ruth Bader Ginsberg’s health (or replacement) and the Kavanaugh hearings to be front and center. As such, this will be perhaps the ugliest, most negative presidential campaign in American history. With both candidates highly polarizing figures, there will be few undecideds right from the start, and it will be all about turnout, turnout, and turnout. Will it work for the Democrats? I doubt it – Trump will have a record to run on and he’s done (or is doing) everything he promised he would do in 2016.

…but at this point I think it’s the Democrats’ best chance to defeat Trump in 2020. At the very least, it ought to make for riveting coverage. One thing I’m certain of – it’s gonna happen. Mark my words.

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September 26, 2019

Some thoughts and items after a night of thunderstorms rolling through to the tune of another 1/2″ of rain on top of the 2″ we got just the other day. Thank you (former) Hurricane Lorena!

I love this man. Truer words were never spoken.

..and this is especially true watching that teenaged Swedish twit lecturing the United Nations for “stealing her dreams and her childhood” because of climate change. Unadulterated bullshit from a bullshit artist. Look, it makes me uneasy to be calling a teenager an idiot, but she’s the one who has inserted herself as the vocal proponent of the “green movement”, and therefore she’s fair game. Being dumb, stupid and a tool for others is no way to go through life.

It’s stuff like this that makes me so despise the mainstream media these days. They’re so dishonest in their blind hatred of Trump they seek to take everything at face value instead of recognizing that he’s speaking figuratively. Of course they know that, they’re just being assholes.

I guess Seminary is not what I remember it being. It’s no wonder the Protestant faith in the US is disappearing before our very eyes. And I guarantee the faculty is primary liberal and feminist. Call me what you want, but by and large it’s the gays and the feminists are totally responsible for destroying Protestantism in the West. And it has all been deliberate and Satanic in nature.

Of course it’s still waaaaay to early in the 2020 presidential election cycle, but this article pretty much sums up my thinking assuming all things stay status quo (which they won’t):

In the end, Trump is the guy the Democratic presidential nominee must face once the primary season is over. Trump and the GOP will probably raise about $2 billion during the 2020 cycle, the largest campaign war chest in the history of American politics. Nor will Trump be hesitant to carpet-bomb his opponent when the time comes. Indeed, his campaign has already started dropping its payload on Biden with this video. If Warren overtakes Biden, she will be the next target. Neither Biden nor Warren is ready for a fight with Trump. The former doesn’t have the stamina, the latter’s support isn’t deep enough, and both are out of touch with the voters.

Recalling this post I’m more convinced than ever that Hillary Clinton is once again going to be the Democratic nominee and she’ll get trounced even worse than she did in 2016. By playing the role of Democratic sacrificial lamb she’ll give the Party a chance to reevaluate what they want to be come 2024.

This is priceless. The funny thing is that I could see my mom and dad as that elderly couple, just doing their thing and not even noticing what’s going on around them.

Want another reason why The Beach Boys were unparalleled in their ability to harmonize in incredible funky ways? Here’s the intro number to 1970’s Sunflower album, “Slip On Through” with a fine Dennis Wilson lead. But check out just how intricate and dreamy the background vocals are behind Dennis’ lead. I’m guessing that Brian Wilson’s then-wife Marilyn and her sister Diane are part of the vocal mix because it’s just so unusual and sensual.

Fifty years on this is such a friggin’ great song. And to think it’s nothing but bass, piano, guitar and drums, nothing fancy. Just the best rock band God ever created doing its thing. (BTW, lots of people just assume it’s Paul banging away on the piano, but believe it or not it’s John.)

..speaking more of The Beatles, this is a fascinating analysis of George Harrison’s guitar solos on “Let It Be”. The single version (produced by George Martin) features George’s Fender run through a Leslie speaker and is somewhat more restrained than the one he would create for the Phil Spector-produced version on the Let It Be album. Personally, I found Harrison’s solo on the album version positively riveting – it just leaps out of the speakers and is one of the finest guitar solos you’ll ever hear on any song, anywhere.

…so this past Goodboys weekend I had to suffer through a Goodboys dickhead (and you Goodboys know who I’m talking about) bullshitting me that The Beatles were a pop band, not a rock band. Oh yeah? Listen to this, this, and this, dickhead. Anyone who knows anything about music can tell you that The Beatles (at least in terms of rock music) were their own music genre. You can’t them peg them as anything but the greatest band of all time whose volume of work will never be equaled in any terms. But ignorance is bliss.

Continuing on my Bee Gees kick, two drop-dead gorgeous ballads, “My World” and “Run To Me”. I just love the Brother’s Gibbs’ harmonies – unlike The Beach Boys’, they’re actually very simple and sing-able. In a very short while, Robin Gibb has become one of my all-time favorite vocalists. And Maurice’s near-impossible, stratospherically-high falsetto is just fun to try and replicate as you sing along.

…if you don’t doubt me, just listen to Maurice’s harmony on the wordless “la la la” section of this song (it’s after the second verse). Can you hear it? Can you sing it? It’s at the very top of my range, I can tell you that!

Best recession ever. I can tell you that we just finished a refi on our house to grab some equity as a result of the steady increase of our home value, at a rate even less than we did four years ago. That’s real, not some bullshit narrative being pushed out by the Democrats and their political operatives in the media. And I’m sure we’re not the only ones.

…the Democrats not only are playing a losing hand with impeachment and Trump hatred, but they’re continuing to throw money into the pot foolishly. Take the liberals, Democrats, and progressives together – if your hatred for Trump is the best you’ve got, don’t blame me if you get slaughtered in 2020. To be truthfully honest, I’m surprised Nancy Pelosi is allowing this to happen. I thought she was better and a more disciplined politician than that.

Trump’s no dummy, of course. While the Democrats are flailing around on impeachment – something that will last at best a year – Trump is remaking the nation’s judiciary in a way that will last decades. So who’s the smartest person in the room again?

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September 23, 2019

This is just a damned fine piece of rock and roll. I always loved the song and have always been especially fond of just how tight the band played during this live performance. Never mind the fact that I always thought Burton Cummings was a better singer than Jim Morrison (an argument that got me and a workmate thrown out of a bar in Chicago one night!), this is clearly one tight damned combo! Kurt Winter (RIP) is just one of my all-time favorite guitarists. Love the lyrics, reminds of a girl I knew way back when:

Well, I never been much for admitting things
That’s why it’s all so hard to say
That I’m head over heels in love with your kind of insanity
And if it please your highness on a sunny day sometime
Can I take your picture in the park with silk and satin oh?

Star baby
Flashy little shiny little two timin’ mama singin’
Star baby
Shiny little flashy little lovin’ machine

I’ve never been much good at keepin’ a secret
Now it’s easy for me to say
That I’m head over heels shook up about the way that you fool with me
And if it please your highness on a sunny day sometime
Can you take me riding babe I’ll tell you what I’m thinkin’ ’bout you

Star baby
Flashy little shiny little two timin’ mama singin’
Star baby
Flashy little shiny little lovin’ machine

Well I saw you last night on a Hollywood show
And now it’s easy for me to say
That I’m head over heels shook up about the way that you sang to me
And if it please your highness on a sunny day sometime
Can you take me drivin’ maybe kissin’ in your Cadillac

Star baby
Flashy little shiny little two timin’ mama singin’
Star baby
Flashy little shiny little lovin’ machine
Star Baby
Star Baby
Flashy little shiny little lovin’ machine
Star Baby

That’s what rock and roll was like at one time – just a joyful piece of mess about chicks and having a good time. Here’s another example of just how good this edition of the Guess Who was. Still remember how listening to this song ten times in a row back in 1978 gave me the courage to break up with my girlfriend at the time. Because, for better or for worse, it’s all about the chicks, right?

And around this time of year, when the sun angle and the sunsets start turning a little autumnal, for some reason I always get this tune, this tune, and this tune in my head. They’re both great – like they called it at the time, “Wheatfield Soul”.

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September 21, 2019

Oh it hasn’t happened yet, but as I’ve been predicting for a long time now, the knives have been officially unsheathed in the direction of “Slo’ Joe” Biden’s candidacy for the Democratic nomination. I’ve been waiting to see how this whole thing would ultimately unfold, so as soon as I heard that the story of the so-called “whistle-blower” involved President Trump’s phone conversation with the president of Ukraine, boy, did my ears perk up. Oh sure, the angle that you’re getting from the usual suspects – CNN, MSNBC, NPR, etc. etc. – all focus on the President and his supposed recklessness, corruption, and/or incompetence, but the story is already starting to evolve into Joe Biden’s shakedown of Ukrainian officials on behalf of his son, Hunter.

What the media won’t tell you are the facts as laid out by Sundance at The Conservative Treehouse:

The government of Ukraine under both Ukrainian President Petro Poroshenko, and now President Volodymyr Zelensky, had been trying to deliver information about Obama officials and Democrat party officials (DNC on behalf of Hillary Clinton) requesting the government of Ukraine to interfere in the 2016 election.

Both Poroshenko and Zelensky administrations had tried, unsuccessfully, to get information to current U.S. officials. U.S. State Department officials in Ukraine were refusing to give visa’s to Ukrainian emissaries because they did not want the damaging information sent to the President Trump administration.

Failing to get help from the U.S. State Department, the Ukranians tried a workaround, and hired a respected U.S. lawyer to hand deliver the documentary evidence directly to the U.S. Department of Justice. The contracted American lawyer hand-delivered the information to the U.S. Department of Justice in New York.

However, after delivering the information and not hearing back from the U.S. government, the Ukrainian government, now led by President Zelensky, interpreted the silence as the Trump administration and U.S. government (writ large) being upset about the Ukraine involvement overall. Out of concern for a serious diplomatic breakdown, the Zelensky administration made a personal request to the U.S. State Department for assistance.

The U.S. State Department then reached out to Trump’s lawyer Rudy Giuliani; and asked him if he would meet with Zelensky’s top lawyer, Andrei Yermak.

Rudy Giuliani agreed to act as a diplomatic intermediary and met with Yermak in Spain. After the meeting, Mr. Giuliani then contacted the State Department Officials in charge of Ukraine and Europe and debriefed them on the totality of the subject matter as relayed by Andrei Yermak.

All of this activity preceded the phone call between U.S. President Donald Trump and Ukranian President Volodymyr Zelensky.

President Trump and President Zelensky discussed the issues, and this phone call is the one now referenced by the concerned “whistleblower”. The “whistleblower” obviously had no knowledge of the background and why the subject matter discussed in the phone call was framed as it was.

Apparently in the phone call, President Zelensky was explaining what action the Ukranian government had already taken to try and get the information about corrupt U.S. officials, including former VP Joe Biden, to the U.S. government.

It was from this clarification of information that President Trump is reported to have told Zelensky it was OK to proceed with any internal investigation of corruption in Ukraine that might also encompass former U.S. officials. Yes, that would include Joe Biden.

From this context we can see how the “whistle-blower”, knowing only half of the information – might incorrectly perceive the conversation. Additionally, there’s a possibility the “whistle-blower” may be ideologically aligned with the same government entities that were trying to block the Ukrainian government from delivering the information in the first place.

What I find most interesting about this story is not the story itself, nor even how it appeared when it did. What’s most interesting to me is – and I think I know the answer already – is to whom the allegiances of this so-called “whistle-blower” truly belong. I know this is all going to sound like a conspiracy theory (but who doesn’t like a good old-fashioned conspiracy theory every now and then?), but I’m guessing whomever the “whistle-blower” is, their allegiance is to none other than Hillary Clinton.

Posh, you say? Well, consider the following scenario: Let’s say you’re a member of the Democratic Party power structure. Your only goal is to field the candidate who can beat Donald Trump in 2020. And let’s say you agreed with the conventional wisdom that Joe Biden, between his Barack Obama VP experience and his much-heralded “blue-collar background” and ability to connect with the all-important “Rust Belt” voter, would be the Democrats’ best chance for 2020. And let’s say that, while you might agree whole-heartedly with the progressive sentiments of the rest of the Democratic field of candidates, you’re well aware that there’s no way in hell any of them could go toe-to-toe with Donald Trump in a general election and come out on top – at best, any of them would make a fine VP choice for Biden.

But six months in you’ve seen Biden not for what his reputation is, but for as he is on the campaign stump: a flat-footed, gaffe-prone doofus with all the persuasive abilities of some back-lot used-car salesman, totally bad news, completely incapable of articulating anything clearly. While certainly it’s early in the game, all you can think of is how the guy is going to handle the rigors of a presidential campaign. The alarm bells are now going off bigly, because you look at the rest of the field the same way a baseball GM looks at his minor league organization. The primaries are only five months away and you’re afraid there won’t be one single candidate Democrats will rally behind, resulting in the nightmare scenario of no one having enough delegates to win the nomination and a brokered convention.

And that’s where Hillary Clinton comes in. Who do you think would benefit more from Joe Biden’s collapse? And don’t think it’s not beneath the Clinton machine’s power and influence in Democratic circles to find a way to nudge Biden to the wings when he clearly can’t see what others are able to clearly see. So my conspiracy theory is that the Party movers and shakers have decided that Biden has to go, gracefully or not, and that this whole “whistle-blower” thing was planted from the outset to highlight Biden’s shake-down with Ukraine, knowing that the media would run with it as yet another example of Donald Trump’s incompetence or White House corruption. When you think of it, it’s classic Clinton.

So it wouldn’t surprise me in the coming weeks to see Joe Biden drop out of the race for “health reasons”, leading to an increasing call for Hillary to inject herself back into the race. You know damned well that she would be the odds-on favorite to get the nomination almost immediately – the stories are already being planted out there. Heck, I can almost write her speech announcing her entry into the race for the Democratic nomination, admitting she made mistakes during the 2016 campaign that are not going to be repeated again, that she considers that campaign a “growing and learning experience”, and that being humbled (I know, you’re almost ready to barf) makes her best-suited for another shot at Donald Trump.

Mark my words, it’s gonna happen.

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September 20, 2019

…and just like that our last day of 100-degree temperatures is gone. The highs the next week? 97-95-97-85-88-91-91-93. More importantly, at least as far as the pool is concerned, the lows 68-69-73-71-69-69-69-70, meaning the pool temperature, which just a couple of weeks ago was still hanging around 90, will crash into non–swimmingness. Last year we made it to the 29th of September as the last triple-digit day. Tonight, we’ve got our French doors wide open on the patio, and the air conditioning feels no need to click itself on. It’s not Arizona winter yet – that will come in a few weeks when the 90s melt away into the 80s and 70s – but not too many people are going to mourn the end of triple-digits and tonight feels mighty fine.

I have some Cruzan Hurricane rum – 137-proof “Strong enough to weather any storm” the saying goes, and I’ll enjoy a finger of it with an ice cube under happy pineapple lights on the back patio. Carmelo told me to stop watering the grass today so he can buzz the front, side, and back yards like a number-one buzz in two weeks and seed the winter rye. I listened to him today with glazed-over eyes: work has been an absolute bear this week, a string of 12-hour days starting at 6 AM and ending somewhere near 7 PM and I’m mentally and physically exhausted. Another year, another summer gone here in the Valley of the Sun, and I can’t help but think the whole year has been an absolute waste, creatively, emotionally, and physically, with really nothing to show for it except me just getting older, like Brian Wilson sings on the last Beach Boys song on their final original release:

Summer’s gone
Summer’s gone away
Gone away
With yesterday

Old friends have gone
They’ve gone their separate ways
Our dreams hold on
For those who still have more to say

Summer’s gone
Gone like yesterday
The nights grow cold
It’s time to go
I’m thinking maybe I’ll just change (stay)

…another summer’s gone.

Summer’s gone
It’s finally sinking in
One day begins
Another ends
I live them all and back again

Summer’s gone
It’s finally sinking in
One day begins
Another ends
I live them all and back again

Summer’s gone
I’m gonna sit and watch the waves
We laugh, we cry
We live then die
And dream about our yesterday

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September 19, 2019

It’s mid-September and time is running out on our monsoon season which has been a total bust here in the Valley of the Sun. We’ve only two weeks left, and we’ve gotten our hopes up so many times about meaningful storms and rain only to have them dashed time and again. So excuse me if I don’t get my hopes too high for a possible major rain event come early next week. The good thing is, today looks like the last day of triple-digit highs, which would be a little bit earlier than usual!

…wish I felt like playing golf, but to be brutally honest, I think I’m gonna put my game on hold indefinitely. Right now, it’s just much work for what you get out of it, and the desire is just not there. We’ll see…

I’m eagerly waiting for Weatherbell.com‘s winter forecast to see if the early snow they’ve gotten in the Sierra Nevadas is a harbinger of things good and wet to come.

I’ll be damned if I’m going to be lectured by some smart alecky, snot-nosed teenager about climate change. What I feel bad about is not what’s happening to the planet – the planet will be just fine – is a veritable child being used as a tool by politicians and activists who care nothing about the planet; they’re just using that – and her – as an excuse to implement their goal for planet-wide socialism and massive wealth redistribution. If you don’t believe me, just check out their impeccable record of successful predictions.

Here’s another couple of damned fine Bee Gees tunes: this lovely ballad from “Main Course”, and this gorgeous up-tempo track from “One”.

Why does it always seem that Democrats’ desire for so-called “fairness” always ends up screwing the little people in the end?

No surprise that the high and mighty of Boston’s sports reporters are all over the New England Patriots for keeping Antonio Brown on the roster in the face of rape allegations. Of course, Eric Willbur has always been a self-righteous twit, but, silly, me, I always thought in this country you were innocent until proven guilty. But that’s not the way the liberal, self-righteous sports media (and Boston’s are amongst the worst) look at things.

…of course, the same holds true for the non-sports media. That whole New York Times hit piece on Brett Kavanuagh was just a disgrace. If I’m Kavanaugh I’m gonna try and bleed them dry with a defamation lawsuit that would make their heads spin. Doubt he would win, but I guarantee it would take a little starch out of the wallets of these elitist bastards who think the rights of a free press gives them the right to assassinate the character of people they disagree with politically.

You know why I think they’re coming after Kavanaugh like this? At this point in time? Because they know Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg isn’t going to be around much longer and they’re steeling their forces for the mother of all Supreme Court confirmation hearings. They know whomever Trump nominates is going to be confirmed (after all, the GOP holds the Senate, so they’re trying to intimidate Judge Kavanaugh into a more centrist point of view judicially. Make no mistake about it: these people are a bunch of vile pigs.

This is the biggest story you’ll never hear about on CNN or MSNBC. The guy is one bad dude, a LGBTQ activist/ pervert / sexual predator in whose house two black men were found dead; someone who, BTW, is a significant player in California political liberal circles, someone who is anything but a stranger to the likes of Hillary Clinton and Democrat congressmen Adam “Shifty” Schiff and Ted “Loser” Lieu.

Run, Fauxcahontus, run! Win, Fauxcahontus win! As a commenter on this tweet said, “She’s going to remind every divorced man of their ex wife”. Personally – and I’m 100 honest on this – were I a Democrat Warren would be my first choice for the Party’s nomination. Not because she’s not a fraud (she is), but her political positions espouse everything a Democrat / liberal / progressive would want to see representing their views most authentically. Think about it: “Slo’ Joe” Biden is a fool, a veritable ignoramus with a greasy, used-car salesman grin, Bernie Sanders’ is beyond fool, “Beto” O’Roarke is a clown, Kamala Harris’ candidacy is toast – the more people saw her, the more she revealed herself to be nothing more than ambitious, opportunistic bitch, and the rest of the Democratic clown-car candidates have no business being on a presidential debate podium. Worthy, perhaps, of a VP choice for the purposes of identity politics, but nothing more than that.

Hey, let’s play the “tolerance, acceptance, and diversity game”. Which supposed “outcasts” in their respective communities are going to receive the most tolerance and acceptance? Two gay dudes who are unequivocal Trump supporters, by Republicans and conservatives, or two black women unequivocal in their support for the President, by Democrats and liberals? I think you know the answer.

…and if you’re a duly-elected Democratic senator who happens to be both hot (well, at least for a U.S. Senator) and her own person, heaven help you. I’ll say it again: liberals and progressives are most angry, intolerant and nasty people that God ever put on this earth. They deserve to be crushed into itty-bitty morsels of

Just one more reason to applaud President Trump’s decision to cut ties with his National Security Advisor John Bolton. Personally, I respect the guy’s knowledge but am dismayed to see him reveal himself for such a petty turncoat. Between Bolton and Lindsey Graham, they reflect a Beltway world-view that never met it a war it didn’t like and never thought twice about spilling American blood for the purposes of their own self-interests and nation-building agendas.

Reading Red Sox manager Alex Cora’s comments after his team’s loss to the Giants, it occurs to me that most of what he’s talking about is the fact that this year’s edition of the Sox didn’t get the most of their overall talent. Earth to Cora: that’s your job, dude! My recommendation is that you spend this winter thinking long and hard about what a manager’s role is, because you’re on track to be the first one fired in 2020 if your team doesn’t break out of the gate fast.

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September 14, 2019

Man walks into a bar. Says to the bartender, “I want something tall, cold, and full of gin. Bartender looks back at him and says, “Leave my wife out of this!”

I’ll tell you: the books of John D. MacDonald never disappoint. Sure, they’re dark and cynical in their portrayal of life as lived by the suburban class in the late fifties / early sixties: the quiet desperation exemplified in Peggy Lee’s “Is That All There Is?”, the sense of life moving too fast with the inevitable questions of whys and hows, afraid of what the answers might be. In MacDonald’s novels, his characters work too hard and drink too much behind a façade of nice homes, well-manicured lawns, and the struggle for identity and meaning in a post-war world where life is cheap and the struggle for finding some kind of existential meaning in life is both omnipresent and foreboding. I’m currently reading “Cancel All Our Vows” (the joke above is from that novel). It really is great stuff.

Holy crap, it looks more and more like there’s no way “Slo’ Joe” Biden is gonna make it into the primaries. Sure, it’s bad enough when Biden makes gaffes like Forty killed at Kent State – even the most clueless moron would have known it was only four, courtesy of Crosby Stills, Nash, and Young (heck, it’s in the friggin’ lyrics!). Keene, New Hampshire in Vermont? Admitting his public health care proposal would not be quality? And then at last night’s Democratic debate, bumbling and blustering his way through incoherent answers and disconnected thoughts including, of all things, record players. “Record players”? Hey Joe, how ’bout some Tang or Tab to wash those records down with?

…no wonder even that bastion of liberalism – Rolling Stone – says enough is enough. Liberals might detest Donald Trump, but there has to be an increasing sense that if it’s Biden, Trump will carve him up like a Sunday roast. Better, then, to pick a candidate who libs and progressives can rally around who’s not some senile, doddering swamp creature completely incapable of speaking intelligently on his feet.

Speaking of Delaware senators, while I admit to not having much in common with Biden’s permanent successor Chris Coons, he’s spot-on in saying that “Beto” O’Rourke’s bold statement about confiscating AK-47s and AR-15s at Thursday night’s Democratic debate is going to come back to haunt the Party – not just in 2020 but for years to come. Sure, Beto’s obvious pandering to anti-gun advocates might work in liberal bastions like California, Seattle, and Portland, Oregon, but national elections are won in swing states chock full of – you guessed it – law-abiding gun owners. If you didn’t catch the debate and hear O’Roarke’s actual words, don’t worry: they’ll replayed a thousand times over the next year in places like New Hampshire, Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, and Minnesota long after Beto’s shelf life has expired.

…and after last night Beto can kiss any thoughts he might have had about challenging Texas senator John Cornyn adios. What a moron.

Still on a Bee Gees kick. So which version of “Come On Over” do you like better: the Bee Gees’, or Olivia Newton-John’s? Considering that ONJ’s rendition is one of my top-ten favorites of hers, I gotta go with that. But the gospel/country-flavored version by the Brothers Gibb isn’t bad at all, albeit a little plodding for my taste. After all, you can’t keep a good song down.

Just another example of why I happen to think transgenders are unstable individuals and wackos. Look – again — I could care less what you do in your own life or bedroom, but if your own perversions and sexual deviancies prevent you from acting in a civil manner to people, you need your friggin’ head examined. You folks are sick, and the sooner you admit you have a problem the better off we’ll all be.

So a new PGA TOUR season is upon us. Tried to watch a little of the inaugural Greenbrier event on Friday night but I have to admit I’m still feeling pretty burned out when it comes to golf. Just too mentally and physically drained. I do have to wash all that Massachusetts dirt left over from Goodboys weekend off my clubs and plan on doing that this weekend, but as far as playing goes I may take me a longer sabbatical than originally planned. Frankly, the idea of even hitting balls makes me want to barf.

I know it’s early, but you want to know my sleeper state to turn “red” in 2020? Connecticut. Laugh all you want, but remember you heard it here first.

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September 11, 2019

Never forget. May God continue to comfort and fill with strength those who died eighteen years ago on that awful day. Hard to fathom that the infants on those flights and in those buildings – and there were a number of them – would have completed or been near completing high school by now. Such a waste of human potential by a bunch of monsters.

Never forget. I truly believe it was an act of divine intervention that Hillary Clinton never became President of the United States. Donald Trump might be brash and obnoxious, but he doesn’t have the blood on his hands that that reprehensible, vile, corrupt, and evil bitch does.

What liberalism is all about. Coming soon to your Democratic-led state, city, and town. Because, y’know, it’s all about the planet.

I already mentioned in prior posts two great Bee Gees song, “Nights on Broadway” and “I Gotta Get A Message To You”. Here are a couple more, one from their pre-disco era, one from afterwards. I have fond memories of “How Can You Mend…” — my Mom singing the harmonies when the song came on the radio while we were driving on our last family vacation to Niagara Falls.

As usual, Kurt Schlichter hits the nail on the head, this time about climate change:

Observing that “climate change” is steaming garbage served in a dirty ashtray is not disputing that the climate changes. That the climate is not static, and never could be static, is one of the myriad reasons that this whole idea is ridiculous. The planet gets hotter, it gets colder, sometimes quickly, sometimes over eons, and there are a bunch of reasons why, like the sun and volcanos. Human-produced carbon might be one of the factors, but there’s simply no evidence that it is a significant one. Of course, if they really cared about carbon, they would be up in arms about China and India, which are upping their output while we are slashing ours. Yet the object of their ire is your New York strip. Gosh, does that seem consistent with 1) someone truly concerned about atmospheric carbon, or 2) someone who trembles with joy at the notion of bossing around you rubes out in gun/Jesusland?

The underlying premise of their claims seems to be that there is a “right” temperature for the earth; watch them sputter when you enquire about that perfect setting for Earth’s thermostat. Remember, if you ask questions you hate “science.” If they did stop telling you how you hate “science” long enough to respond, they might explain that of course there’s no perfect temperature – it’s not like LA, where it’s always 72 degrees.

Here’s my question: so climate change activists like Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez tell us that we’ve only got a dozen years or so to “fix the planet”. If that’s the case, then why are they worrying so much about needing to pack the Supreme Court or take our guns? If for all intents and purposes we as a species are on the equivalent of life support, why would liberals care about what might happen after Trump’s second term when our existence is down to single digits in years? The truth is, George Carlin was absolutely right about us being nothing more than an invasive species that the earth will take care of in its own good time. Glad I won’t be around to see it.

I’ll say this about Ringo Starr: he’s no Paul McCartney. And I mean that as a compliment.

But of course they did. After all, when it comes to liberals and their communist/socialist fixations, what’s twenty or thirty million lives between friends?

Emerald Robinson speaks truth to power – this case the powerful LGBTQ activists who pummel the mainstream media with their agenda-driven sob stories on a daily basis. Spare me. These transgender / queer activists are soulless and sick in the head, prisoners of their own sick and perverted image of themselves and sexuality in general, and not worthy of all the fawning coverage they get. Personally, I don’t care what you are or what you do in terms of sexual preference – it’s none of my business – but keep it to yourself and out of my face, and most especially, the faces of our nation’s children.

A Great White Shank political rule of thumb: whatever Mitt Romney is for, I’m against. And vice-versa. The guy has the political chops of an idiot. I might despise progressive politics, but I hate the politics of neocons even like Romney even more. All these people do is get us into needless wars and global intrigues we have no business messing with.

Excellent news. One more down, millions left to go. Sorry, I have little sympathy towards illegals, and I don’t care how old or young they are. You want to emigrate to this country? C’mon in, but do it the right way. Take your place in line and make it a worthwhile venture in your life. Starting your American experience as a criminal shows how little regard for this country and its laws you have. You get what you deserve.

Agreed. You know damned well that if the Dems had won NC-09 it would be all over the mainstream media that Trump’s in trouble, the Republicans are in trouble, and on and on and on. Obviously, Trump’s visit helped and shows he’s got some great coattails, and on social media tonight the Dems are whining, complaining, and calling all Trump voters stupid or racists (say, where have I heard that before???). Their anguish brings me joy.

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