November 9, 2019

A weekending post as I prepare to leave this lovely fall weather in the Valley of the Sun for something altogether different in Massachusetts next week. But it’s all good — I get to drag my black leather jacket out of the closet!

This is what constitutes for the mainstream media these days. What a bunch of assholes. And they preach to us?

Forget about impeachment – this is what the 2020 election is gonna all be about. Say, how’s that 401K workin’ out for y’all lately?

Lots of folks associate Pink Floyd with long, dreamy psychedelia, but “Dogs” from their Animals is as brash and acerbic as any punk band could have conjured up in 1977. The lyrics speak for themselves:

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you’re on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You’ll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
You know it’s going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you
get older.
And in the end you’ll pack up and fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you’ll reap the harvest you have sown.
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
And it’s too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw
around.
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don’t stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone’s expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything’s done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone’s a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.

Can’t help but see myself in these lyrics – at my company you have to fend for yourself and be ready to stick the knife in when the corporate dick-heads emerge from the jungle beyond the perimeter. Of course, there’s some truly grunge guitar work by David Gilmour and some equally-fine keyboard work by Rick Wright that hearken back to several years earlier, but it is Roger Waters’ cynical lyrics carry the day. It’s a deep-track classic, not quite as sturdy and memorable as, say, “Sheep” is, but damned fine nonetheless. “Animals” is an album that, like fine wine, gets better over time. It really is one of the Floyd’s best.

Methinks President Trump knows a heckuva lot of what’s coming down the pike, but like the 4D chess player he is in a Chinese Checkers-playing town, he ain’t saying.

Hey Democrats, you want to know what a real quid pro quo is? This.

You know what’s so great about the 2nd amendment to the Constitution? It works when they try to take away your 1st amendment. Tracey and I will be planning on getting our concealed-carry permits once I get back from Massachusetts. I’m sooo ready!

Agree with Candace Owens’ tweet about protecting alleged “whistleblower” Eric Ciarmella’s identity at all cost!

There are some great “Jeffrey Epstein didn’t kill himself” memes out there – it just goes to show just how creative folks are (not to mention just how obsolete the mainstream media has become with its anti-Trump / LGBTQ-activist agendas. This one and this one are two of the better ones.

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November 7, 2019

Been a little hectic around here between work and all kinds of stuff related to finances. Our financial advisor at Edelman Financials gave us a lot to think about given the number of years I have until retirement and we’ve finally been acting on it. It’s a lot of work, but in the long run it will put us in a much better place and ready for the next stage of our lives. There’s also been a lot of activity in the backyard with the installation of our new wood-burning firepit. Plenty of pics to come shortly!

Been reading Andrew Wareham’s “Innocents at War” series about British flyers in World War I. Those who would find books about the emergence of the airplane as a weapon will find this series riveting. And it’s not just about war, it’s about the whole social fabric and culture of British aristocracy unraveling with the changes unlimited war brings.

…I’m on Book 3 already, and am already looking forward to reading his next “Innocents No More” series of books that deal with air technology and World War II.

Promises to be an interesting offseason for the Boston Red Sox. I see them trading Mookie Betts for a suite of younger players to help put them in a good spot for years to come. One thing is for sure: no matter what happens, Manager Alex Cora will be on a very hot seat come the start of next year. If the Sox don’t break out of the gate hot he’ll be the first to go. Anyone who watched the team this year knows they underperformed, including the manager. Like the team, he slept-walked through the season and I can guarantee you John Henry noticed.

…no matter what happens I sure hope they keep Jackie Bradley, Jr. in CF. Sure he’s a streaky player, but you can’t beat what his defense means to the pitching staff.

Election Night 2019 was fairly interesting. Sure, the media will play up the fact that the Dems took control of both houses in Virginia, but the GOP has been weak there for years, polluted with too many establishment politicians. There’s opportunity for a rebirth there, but it will have to start with Trump taking the state in 2020 (something I believe he will do); this will convince a new, younger, and more vibrant generation of GOP activists taking the reins of power from n already-weak establishment.

…speaking of Virginia, you just knew Governor Ralphie “Blackface” Northam would, after spending months in hiding, would be all over CNN and MSNBC saying how Trump has been an embarrassment to the country. Democrats are just soooo predictable!

All things being equal, I still say to keep an eye on Connecticut in 202o; it’s my pick of a state primed to flip from blue to red.

You mean Eric Ciaramella? THAT Eric Ciaramella? Or the other Eric Ciaramella. I just want to make sure we’re talking about the right Eric Ciaramella.

…all the more interesting that Eric Ciarmella’s attorney announced the coup against President Donald Trump in a series of tweets starting in early 2017. Methinks Eric Ciarmella’s attorney is going to become very well known in the next few weeks.

Still haven’t watched any PGA TOUR golf this year, didn’t even know Tiger won a recent tournament. Don’t really care anymore. I let my Golf Digest and GOLF magazine subscriptions run out. I’ll still watch the Masters, of course, but all the professional golfers these days are just so spoiled and so boring to watch.

Why am I not surprised? Get the poor kid against his wacko, abusive mother and let him be a boy!

Why am I not surprised? There are no greater fascist totalitarians in the world than LGBTQ activists. You have to read the story to believe it. Coming to a town near you…

And yes, not only do I believe Jeffrey Epstein was murdered, but I firmly believe it was set up by the Clintons. After all, with “Her Shrillness” on the precipice of announcing her entry into the Democratic presidential race one can’t have loose lips sinking ships.

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October 31, 2019

A few thoughts as the Richard hacienda gets ready for Halloween. We’ve got three bags of candy (KitKats, Snickers, and Reeses) and we’re going to fire up two Tiki torches in the pots by the driveway. I’ll have Pink Floyd’s “Careful With That Axe, Eugene” and “Absolutely Curtains” playing, and we’ll see just how many ghouls and goblins we get!!

…if the neighborhood (and good taste) would allow it, I’d go without clothes to costume myself as one of former California congresswoman Katie Hill’s interns.

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In a battle of wits between President Trump and the New York Times the latter is deemed unarmed. Honestly, folks, what goes for “journalism’ these days is pretty pathetic.

Meet Eric Ciaramella, the so-called “Ukrainian whistleblower”. Of course, those of us who follow Greg Rubini’s Twitter account knew all about this two weeks ago. But I’m not picky who breaks it, as long as the news gets out. And it will.

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Just as I’ve been predicting. Funny how these things tend to start coming into focus, isn’t it?

Headline Tuesday: “Former Bill Clinton adviser: Only one thing is keeping Hillary out of the 2020 race“. Which as it turns out, would be Hillary replacing Joe Biden if the latter were to drop out of the race:

“My feeling is that she wants to,” Morris said. “But she’s hesitant because she realizes the timing is bad. She’s got to wait until Biden drops out because he’s obviously next in line for it, and if he goes away, there’s an opening for her.”

Headline Wednesday” “Joe Biden in Danger of Humiliating Loss in Iowa, Top Democrats Warn“. Talk about “Here’s your hat, why are you leaving?”:

Joe Biden risks a humiliating third- or fourth-place finish in Iowa early next year, according to nearly a dozen senior Democrats in the state who attribute the prospect to what they see as a poorly organized operation that has failed to engage with voters and party leaders.

With fewer than 100 days until the Feb. 3 caucuses, Biden is failing to spend the time with small groups of voters and party officials that Iowans expect and his campaign’s outreach has been largely ineffective, according to 11 senior Democrats in the state. That could send Biden to a crippling loss behind Elizabeth Warren and Pete Buttigieg, who have highly organized campaigns in Iowa, said the Democrats, most of whom requested anonymity to speak candidly about the campaign.

Look, it’s obvious what’s going on behind the scenes. Regardless of Barack Obama’s heralded status as a president, the fact is he was never a great Democratic fundraiser; he never promoted anything but himself. Alternatively, it’s the Clintons who remain the movers and shakers with the deep-pocket donors sitting on the sidelines just waiting for the word to come to the money-starved Democratic National Committee that help is on the way. So what you’re now seeing is Biden’s continued flaws and weaknesses as a candidate creating a gaping hole big enough for the Wicked With of Chappaqua to ride her broom through. I’ve already laid out the scenario for y’all, the only question is whether or not Biden makes it to Thanksgiving. I say not.

Prediction: watch for some crushing headlines in the next week or so further indicting Biden’s behavior with even more countries besides Ukraine, China, and Romania. Were I a conspiracy theorist, I’d almost believe that President Obama, knowing “Slo’ Joe”‘s predatory instincts for shaking down foreign countries to line both his pockets and those of his sons, gave him free reign, knowing it would all come back to bite him were he to run for president again. Hence, Obama’s reluctance to endorse his candidacy. Now Biden’s campaign – as predicted – is floundering, and where’s Barack? Nowhere to be found, that’s where. You have to give the Clintons credit – when it comes to politics, few – if any – have been as ruthless. If he wasn’t such a pathetic, senile clown one could almost feel sorry for “Slo’ Joe” – he actually believes he’s presidential material.

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I didn’t vote for Arizona senator Kyrsten Sinema but I have to admit I’m pretty happy with her willingness to be her own person and not just blindly tow the Democratic Party line. How do I know she’s got the courage of her own convictions? Red State’s Bonchie observes that left-wing rag Politico isn’t happy with the Senator’s willingness to play nice with the opposition:

A politician who thinks for themselves is oddly refreshing, even if she’s a Democrat. Reportedly, Sinema and Ted Cruz are fairly close, working together on the Commerce Committee. She’s said to spend as much time with Republicans as Democrats. Of course, her voting record, while decidedly more conservative than every other Democrat (including voting for several Trump appointments), is still fairly liberal. Yet, the tact of shunning Washington elitism and seemingly only caring about things that affect her constituents is a lot closer to the original intent of the Senate than the nationalized monstrosity it’s become.

…Politico really doesn’t like that though. Sinema, for all her leans toward moderation, is still a liberal Democrat. That’s not enough these days. You’ve got to set your hair on fire and run around screaming about impeachment to really be part of the club. You also can’t be liked by Republicans at all.

I’m more than willing to cut the senator a break. For one thing, I don’t vote for robots – Democrat or Republican – and have no “litmus test” as to whom I’d vote for. The fact that Sinema is willing to take positions reflective of her constituents (Arizona, after all, being a red-to-purple state) shows both intelligence and guile. She’s also (at least as politicians go) a fox – not Katie Hill caliber, but a fox nevertheless – and the fact she’s not adverse to being her own self is just another reason to like her. She’ll never always – even perhaps often – vote my way, but I do respect the fact she appears to follow the same kind of independent track Arizonans in Washington have always been known for.

…and no, I’m not talking about “Maverick” John McCain – he we was nothing more than a attention-seeking fraud.

Happy Halloween, yall!

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October 29, 2019

I know it has been a while, but click on the links and I’m sure you’ll agree the wait was worth it.

I know I’m sixty-four, but I’m not dead, right? So if disgraced Democratic congresswoman Katie Hill plans on running for election in, oh, say, 2022, and she’s looking for an intern, here’s letting her know The Great White Shank is at her service. 😉

Sure, not everyone likes President Trump, but everyone loves dogs, right? So I’m guessing the Belgian Malimois that helped take down and shake down sleaze-ball terrorist Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi is gonna get a lot of attention over the next few days. Americans love heroes, and Americans love dogs. And check this video out – what a breed of dog!!

The Babylon Bee is best political satire site out there, bar none. In fact, with headlines like this one has a hard time believing it truly is satire.

See, this is how it’s done. God, my brother Mark would have loved to have watched this. And this. It has such a dreamy quality about it, and you can’t beat the drum fills (which was what Mark was all about)!

…and these guys do such a great job on the Floyd’s “Atom Hear Mother” (one of my all-time favorite pieces) that has to be watched to truly enjoy. I always found the original album – given the technology of the times – to be quite muddy, thus hiding the genius of the composition and vocal arrangements. With this video you can experience it all in great clarity; to watch the vocal performers handle the truly unique and difficult parts is something to behold.

What is it about liberals that want to suck the joy out of everything they hear about or come in touch with? To me, the return of the Tiki bar can only be a good thing, right? Hat tip to all you liberal snowflakes out there: it’s not “cultural appropriation”, it’s something y’all might have heard something about but never experienced it for yourselves: it’s called “having a good time.”

I had to laugh hearing the Democrats and their political operatives in the mainstream media complaining about neither Nancy Pelosi nor Adam Schiff being informed about the al-Baghdadi raid. Honestly, is there anyone out there who truly think these two raving, drooling Trump-haters wouldn’t have breathlessly leaked it to the mainstream media, thereby either putting our soldiers in harms way or causing the mission to be cancelled outright? After all, it’s happened before. What’s different today is that Donald Trump isn’t a fool, he know who the liars and leakers are. How do you think the raid was pulled off without a single leak?

…which is why I’ve always been of the opinion that a lot of what you hear printed in the Washington Post and New York Times quoting “White House officials” are nothing more than planted stories designed to identify the leakers. Donald Trump is playing 4D chess in a town filled with Chinese Checkers players.

How big a hurdle are Democrats facing with independent and centrist Democratic voters in 2020? This big.

Fifty years ago it was Abbey Road. Forty years ago it was Tusk. Truly great albums, (#s 7 and 4, respectively, on my all-time top ten list of greatest albums of all time.

I’m trying my best through my GOP and conservative channels to make the Party leadership realize that coming out strong against this kind of thing is so winner winner it’s chicken dinner. But it just goes to show you just how powerful the LGBTQ lobby is out there. For the life of me I just can’t understand where the feminists are when it comes to this; this is nothing more than perverse, f**ked-up biological males encroaching on women’s sports turf and – at least up to now – getting away with it.

…but it just goes to show the power of the LGBTQ lobby in the mainstream media when you have a situation such as this allowed to the point that it has. It’s more than obvious the mother has more than a few screws loose, so how a jury could not see this as anything but blatant child abuse is beyond me.

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October 27, 2019

…to cop a phrase from one of my all-time fave Pink Floyd tunes. Between work, a mortgage refi, and just generally feeling mentally and physical worn down I needed a break. Not to worry, however – I’ll be back. Could be tomorrow, could be days, could be weeks. But I will be back. Nothing really has changed: President Trump continues to play the mainstream media and the liberal left like a piano, the Democrats continue to reveal themselves for the America-hating Socialists that they are, and the New England Patriots continue to be the envy of hundreds of thousands football fans here in the Valley of the Sun.

Stay tuned…

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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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