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Democrat Hypocrisy on Border Wall in their own words

Tue, 01/15/2019 - 12:10am

Democrats call anyone who supports a border wall a racist.  Yet, didn’t these same prominent Democrats also once support and even voted to secure a border wall, fence, barrier, or whatever you want to call it?  Does that make these same Democrats either hypocrites or reformed racists?

Before reading the quotes of these prominent Democrats, imagine for a moment these words being said by President Trump.

President Bill Clinton during the 1995 State of the Union stated, “all Americans” were right to be “disturbed by the large numbers of illegal aliens entering [the United States],” adding that illegal aliens “impose burdens on [U.S.] taxpayers.”

Hillary Clinton, referring to the Secure Fence Act of 2006 stated, “Look, I voted numerous times when I was a senator to spend money to build a barrier to try to prevent illegal immigrants from coming in, and I do think you have to control your borders,” “We need to secure our borders, I’m for it, I voted for it, I believe in it.”

Barack Obama as a senator stated, “The bill before us will certainly do some good,”adding that the Secure Fence Act would provide “better fences and better security” and that it would make headway against “the tide of illegal immigration in this country.”

Then President Obama stated this during the 2013 State of the Union Address, “Real reform means stronger border security.”

Then during the 2014 State of the Union Address Obama stated, “Independent economists say immigration reform will grow our economy and shrink our deficits by almost one trillion dollars in the next two decades.”

Chuck Schumer, current leader of the U.S. Senate stated, “Illegal immigration is wrong, plain and simple,” said Schumer, “When we use phrases like ‘undocumented workers,’ we convey a message to the American people that their government is not serious about combating illegal immigration, which the American people overwhelmingly oppose.”  Schumer added, “If you don’t think it’s illegal, you’re not going to say it. I think it is illegal, and wrong, and we have to change it.”

As recently as 2013 Nancy Pelosi referred to border security as a “basic principle,” and urged congress to support legislation that she claimed would secure the U.S. border.”

In 2014, Vice President Joe Biden stated, “We [President Obama and I] felt so strongly, from the day we took office, for the need for immigration reform.”

Biden continued, by criticizing those who choose to enter a foreign country illegally:  “Imagine — you say, ‘I got a good idea, let’s gather up everything we have, sell it, give it to some coyotes to take us to a country that doesn’t want us, drop us off in God knows where, we don’t [know] anybody, we leave everything that’s familiar to us. Let’s go, isn’t that going to be a great idea?’ These are horrible decisions these people are making.”

These and other Democrats once supported a wall to prevent the invasion of an estimated million who come to America illegally each year.  Now these same Democrats are willing to allow the government to be shut down to prevent President Trump from fulfilling a campaign promise to stop illegal immigration.

Why do people hate politicians?  It is because they lie, flip-flop, and tell people what they want to hear.  Say what you want about President Trump; but you must agree he is not your typical politician.  He has kept his word and he has courage to fight for the promises he made to the American people.  He made an oath to protect America and Americans.  He knows there is a crisis at the border with an estimated one million people coming here illegally each year.  He knows the drug cartels and MS-13 gang members are running drugs, kidnapping for human trafficking, raping women, and committing murders of both American citizens and immigrants attempting to cross the border.

These prominent Democrat leaders are hypocrites and are only pandering for votes rather than protecting both American citizens and even illegal immigrants.

Frank Aquila is president of the South San Joaquin Republicans and author of the book, “Sarah Palin Out of Nowhere”.  He can be emailed at [email protected]

https://frankaquila.wordpress.com/2019/01/13/democrat-hypocrisy-on-border-wall-in-their-own-words/

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Judge Roy Bean’s Ruling on the Jake Patterson Case

Mon, 01/14/2019 - 12:25pm

”Tomorrow the sun will rise and wake the desert from the chill of night. Cactus flowers will open. Creatures both great and small will see yet another day. But YOU won’t be there to see it because Imma gonna HANG you within the hour!” Judge Roy Bean The law west of the Pecos

If you have a daughter or granddaughter you know the feeling that comes over you when she’s a few minutes late coming home from school or leaves the house unannounced. The kidnapping of Jamey Closs is disturbing in so many areas.

You’d think that a crime such as this would happen in South Chicago or Watts, perpetrated by street gangs, or registered sex offenders. Jake Patterson was a local twenty-one year old in Wisconsin with no criminal record. Then, for no apparent reason, he took it upon himself to kidnap a thirteen-year-old girl, murder her parents, and hide her for three months.

When Jayme turned up seventy miles from her home and Patterson was arrested minutes later while looking for her, it leaves America unsettled. Questions arise. Why? How? What can we do about it?

Now, I’m a Texan, and I know exactly what Judge Roy Bean would do. But in the topsy-turvy world we live in, we have to be politically correct and give Patterson his fair shake. We have to consider if he was “minor-attracted.” We have to see if some basket case like Nancy Pelosi will rise to the occasion. Perhaps, Patterson was a Russian. Or Alex Jones will claim that’s Jamey’s parents aren’t really dead, and little Miss Closs is a crises actor. Wait for it. Still, as police piece together the events we realize that in the cold light of reason there was no reason for this.

Is there some sign in Patterson’s past? Something he said? Something he did? Some girl who felt uneasy around him? He planned the murder/kidnapping down to the last detail, up to and including shaving his head so as not to leave any DNA evidence. This wasn’t the abduction of Elizabeth Smart, fueled by religious fanaticism. This was not some polygamous cult in the desert. This was the sudden vicious act of a sex-crazed maniac. Apparently, a maniac society completely missed!

There has to be a cause. Alcohol, sex, drugs, a lost girlfriend? Patterson was apparently unknown by the family. Jamey had never met him. He fantasized from afar. That, and if he was cunning enough to engineer this act then surely he knew it wouldn’t last forever and he’d eventually be caught.

Jayme, herself, was a classical, small-town teenage girl. There is nothing in her life that would indicate any involvement with anyone like Patterson. So here we stand. As we consider great questions such as walls, budgets, and Russians, don’t you think it’s time we clean up our own backyards, so that little girls can play safely? Where’s Roy Bean when you need him?

The Butcher Shop

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The Not So Silent Majority

Sun, 01/13/2019 - 10:32pm

Far from being a unified nation, America is a collection of self interested special interest groups, each of which occasionally will run afoul of the institutional majority which governs our

Brother Theo

people. We have grown accustomed to thinking of minorities as social categories such as black Americans, women, blind, deaf, or mute people, the homeless, lovers of polka music or gays. The painful truth though, is that there is no truly ascendant majority in America; so much so that we squabble and quibble with one another to such an extent that we cannot stop one tenth of one percent of our citizens from robbing us blind and planting the seeds of future generations of our enemies in our country the way some wasps paralyze their victims and then lay their eggs in them so as to provide a meal for their offspring as they eat their way out after hatching.

The obvious reason for this is that in the absence of a majority of like minds, the institutions become a defacto majority, and they are controlled by a tiny minority of the American citizenry. As we know to our regret, this is not a plan at all; still, this is what has happened, and there seems to be no end in sight. I know of nothing I can say that will deter us from what seems to be the go to move for America since Vietnam, which appears to be a pig headed belief that we can muddle our way through. Nonetheless I feel compelled to point out a few things I learned in kindergarten.

But first, a story. Several years ago during my career in social work I was asked to present at a symposium on gay issues taking place in Tyler Texas. I didn’t know that I was the umpteenth person asked to provide CEU credit learning at this seminar, but knowing such I probably would have done so anyway. I love a challenge, and I had to teach a certain amount of CEU education to maintain my own certification. I felt fortunate that mine would be the first presentation, as mine was a program dealing with the scientific issues associated with the etiology and progress of homosexuality, and I thought that to be a fine place to start. However, my hopes that the myriad social and emotional issues surrounding alternative lifestyles would not intrude on my presentation were not to be realized. As I began to run through my PowerPoint presentation a disturbance rippled through the assembled group as the sound of several voices rose, I turned off my presentation and had the lights turned on. Of the hundred or so persons in the audience, a small minority were on their feet moving toward one another and forming a separate group.

The people were obviously quite angry with me, and my first thought was that I would now have to deal with a group of Christian fundamentalists, many of whom had recently been raising hell in the country, challenging scientific data as wrong, and promoting homosexuality as a lifestyle purely of choice. As if anyone would choose to be queer in a country where people were regularly marginalized and even killed for even acting gay. I was therefore completely stonkered as I learned that there is more than one kind of fundamentalism.

Unbelievably, the nine people, now shouting and screaming epithets at me were gays who believed that I was attacking them! Since the rest of the audience remained in their seats, I decided to apply a few basic principles of civility in an attempt to rescue my presentation. I calculated the time left for my presentation and found I had about four hours left. I then invited each of the dissidents to give a ten minute talk to the group. To be perfectly honest, they mostly ranted angrily against their families, teachers, employers and the world in general for mistreating them and depriving them of their freedom to be openly gay.

Nonetheless they managed to educate me in the facts that these people believed that being queer was a product of choice alone, and that to even hint at the idea that it was influenced by biology was an unbearable insult. After all nine had spoken every one of them protested that ten minutes was insufficient time, and demanded that I turn the presentation to them. I then took a vote as to whether or not to give up my time to this group. I was in for a second shock.

First, every other member of the audience wanted me to continue, and second, everyone in the auditorium was gay. I’m somewhat ashamed to say that it took me many years to realize the most important lesson of that day. The lesson, of course, is that in an assemblage made up entirely of a minority, a small extremely vocal minority was able to disrupt the forward progress of the larger group through sheer disruptive and obnoxious behavior. But through civility and accepted group behavior the majority was given a voice by means of the oldest form of democracy: a vote.

On Thursday of last week The Amazing Doc Greene Show was disrupted by a small, but extremely vocal minority. Callers to the show displayed the more distasteful side of human nature by spewing hatred at the host, and impugned him in the ugliest ways they could. Rather than allowing a dialogue to develop where some small hope of mutual respect to develop, the callers subjected the show to the equivalent of a radio talk show drive by.

I now call upon the gay community of Houston to repair this by arranging another show where such a dialogue can be developed. It is not my opinion that the majority of gays would agree with such tactics, nor would any reasonable LBGTQTV person wish to leave things as the now lay. As to the vocal minority I ask them “what did you change by acting that way?” By my lights nothing. You’re still gay, and Doc is still the shows host. You’ve had your say, but Doc still has the microphone. To paraphrase Nicolas Janovsky, Love has no gender, compassion has no religion, and character has no race.

The Butcher Shop

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Woman Who Walks on Stones – The Avenging Angel

Sat, 01/12/2019 - 9:46pm

Part VII

The Avenging Angel 

I’ve been accused of being an intemperate man, and I can see the which of why of that. After all, shooting folks will get you that kind of reputation. The thing is, vengeance is mine, so sayith the lord, but when you are a lawman, you have to take a little of that vengeance for yourself, as brother Brigham was known to have said. But the truth is I am an intemperate man; that and having died a lawman is to which is what got me into my current situation, which I will describe presently.

However, I suppose I should start closer to the beginning. When I was seven years old there was a potato famine in Massachusetts where I was born. Now, in 1810 there was no help for a man or his family but that which he could muster on his own, and being potato farmers we moved to Palmyra New York where I met and was befriended by an older boy named Joseph Smith. People say that the reason Joseph and I became friends was that we both had a limp; Me from an improperly set bone and Joseph from a childhood injury.

That may be true, but the reason we stayed friends was that we both saw God. In those days it was an accepted truth among the folks in New England that the lost tribe of Israel had migrated to North America and somehow been integrated into the bloodline of the American Indians. The thing both us boys knew was that there is a difference between accepted fact, and articles of faith.

A man’s mind can be changed about facts, but you will never change his faith; that’s something only he can do.
Joseph taught me that faith is the most powerful element of any single man or woman. That ability to see and believe unshakably in things that cannot be sensed by others can separate a miser from his horde, and cause folks who would just as soon cut each other’s throats to give up their ways and live in harmony.

Other than the fact that we both limped, and that we both stuck by our faith, no two boys could have been more different than me and Joseph. Joseph was a great storyteller, but I couldn’t even remember jokes. I had seen Joseph sell hard shell dirt farmers witching rods that he said could be used to detect gold underground while I could barely convince the same men to give me menial jobs. But the biggest difference between me and Joseph was that he talked his way into and out of trouble, while I fought. In the end that made Joseph a great talker, and me a great fighter. It made us the best of friends until it separated us forever.

There ain’t a lot to be gained by telling the whole thing here, so I’ll just say that Joseph Smith went on to found a new religion, and I, Orrin Porter Rockwell went on to become an avenging angel. If you want to know the whole story, look it up in a library, or find a peckerwood named Wilbur Witt down in Texas who is kin of mine and ask him. I’d be careful about that though; like Joseph, that boy will talk the shine off a tin cup.

On June the twenty seventh eighteen forty four Joseph Smith, the prophet of the lamb, candidate for president, and my best friend was murdered by a lynch mob in Carthage Illinois. Like any great controversy there are many perspectives and more arguments than are needed to explain it. What killed Joseph Smith was the fact that he quit moving west too soon. By the time we had reached Kirkland, Illinois the Saints had grown large enough that our militia was more numerous than the Illinois national guard. Fearing the might of Joseph’s Sword, that snake Thomas Ford, then governor of Illinois convinced Joseph to go to Carthage to face charges of polygamy. As is the habit of politicians he lied, and Joseph died. I heard of the death of Joseph and his brother by means of a rider from Carthage. By then there was already talk of a new prophet, and Emma, Joseph’s wife was already declaring that her son was to be the new prophet. Brigham Young, an up and comer in the church, who had gone to England for two years to establish a spearhead there in an attempt to develop relations with the crown, was making his bid.

Yes, I was there on that June day when Brigham and Emily went to loggerheads over the issue of who would be the next prophet, and yes, I knew it would be me who decided the outcome.

Brigham Young, an ex carnival barker was up against the wife of my best friend, practically claiming the position of prophet before Joseph’s body was properly set to rest. But even as my hand reached for my gun my heart reached for the truth, and the truth was that Brigham Young was the best hope for the new path to the Creator, blazed by Joseph. Did I make the right choice? Well, ask yourself this: who else could have gotten two thousand people pushing their belongings in wheelbarrows across wild America thirteen hundred miles over mountains and across rivers in the worst of winter? Who else could have raised up a new Jerusalem in the miasma of the Great Salt Lake ? Only a prophet, that’s who.

You see, only a true prophet can show folks their own faith. So began the final stage of my journey to becoming an avenging angel.

 

Part VIII The Danites

Something that history forgot was how fragile the Mormon foothold on this world was in the mid eighteen hundreds. Easily outpacing our trek to Salt Lake City were two railroads who would eventually join in what was to become Salt Lake City as they unified a nation. Mining interests descended on the coal fields of Ogden. Just as soon as we settled and began the process of building and cultivating our new territory the war with the Mexicans ended and the U.S. made us a territory.

There’s more (did I mention you can look this up?), but the gist of the matter is this: we had created a new land, and there were plenty of thieves who wanted a piece. In eighteen fifty eight President Buchanan sent five thousand troops to Utah to capture the Temple Square. We survived on thistles and cactus until we made the desert bloom and now came the gentiles to reap the rewards of our labor. The only answer was the Danites.

Of the twelve tribes of Israel the tribe of Dan was the guardians of the people. Brigham Young, never a kind master, anointed me king of the Danites, and as such I killed over three hundred men in the service of the prophet. The last two were the Aiken brothers, a couple
of whore masters and saloon keepers who had come to service and provide comfort to Buchanan’s army. I shot them in the back with no remorse and left their bodies to them what needed them. As their blood touched the ground, I rested comfortably in the knowledge that they would enter the celestial kingdom.

As I awaited trial for ridding the kingdom of heaven on earth of these two gentiles I died of a heart attack. It always vexed me that I have been reported to have died of natural causes. You see, my daughter and I had gone to the theater and the performance had been exceptionally poor. It was that what killed me. If you had to endure such a performance after paying to see it, it might have killed you too.

Part IX The Fire Down Below 

During my lifetime in the kingdom of heaven on earth I never gave much thought to what happened after I died. I always assumed that I would be given my proper place in the celestial kingdom; but killing weighs heavy on a man’s heart, and all the stories from my life before accepting my new beliefs, the ones I changed myself after Joseph, came to settle on me the way the salt mists, the inversion would settle over us in the Great Salt Lake valley; which I admit is strange, but time is like wine, it makes us forget. I was stone cold dead; this I knew, yet I was standing in front of a desk behind which sat an attractive but severe woman who appeared to me to be in her late twenties, or early thirties. In front of the young woman was an open file with my name on it. After some fidgeting and throat clearing I resigned myself to waiting until she had finished reading.

Looking at me in a bored and professional manner she said “So, it appears that you are of the new path. What do you expect now?”

I felt flustered. I knew a bureaucrat when I saw one, but I felt deeply offended. “Look, Orrin, may I call you Orrin?”

Before she could speak again I did. “Porter. Look miss…” Her face went sour and she said “Ms. if you please. We need no incidents here at H.R.” She inclined her head at a sign on the wall behind her which read Human Resources” I had seen the look before so I moderated my voice and asked her where I was.

“The department of Human Resources Porter. I should have thought that obvious.”

“Well, Ms.” I looked at her desktop and sure enough saw a wedge of wood trimmed in metal that proclaimed the name Ms. Woodward. “Woodward, I have no idea why I’m here or what in all creation Human Resources is.”

Throwing her chin into the palm of her hand had Ms. Woodward sighing and looking at me as if I were simple. “It’s very simple.” As the thought ran through my head that she was reading me like a book, she looked at me knowingly. “This is where you accept employment, or continue on the path you have chosen.”

I was nonplussed. “Path…employment,” I spluttered. “Lady, I’m dead. My last boss gave me no time off, I’m…I’m retired!”

“So,” she said sweetly “it’s decided.” She checked a box on the paper in front of her. “You’ll take your chances with the other retired murderers.”

Panic surged through me. Remember how I said murder weighs heavy on a man’s heart? Better make that his soul. In that moment I feared the fire down below more than I ever had. Stammering I looked at her desk and I saw the badges I had worn in life, plus another that looked like it bore the letters “Avenging Angel.”

My sawn pistol rested there next to it wrapped comfortably in it’s worn holster. And, I noticed too, that my hands were young again. Reaching up to touch my face I felt the truth of a young man’s beard, and the smoothness of a face no older than I had been when we were giving the army of Johnson hell. Getting my emotions under control I asked “The job. What is the job?”

Grinning now she said “Why the same as always Porter, protecting the church and it’s members. Actually, there may be a vengeful act or two, but only in the name of the prophet.”

Waggling the strange pencil she held she sighed again. “Tick tock boogeyman, what will it be?”

I thought about faith. I thought about the sermons I’d heard in church and almost said that I’d take the path offered by the prophet, when a snippet of conversation with Joseph rose like a bubble in my mind. I remembered him saying to me that all men need faith, but only so that their real feet might follow the real path. This was real. Ms.Woodward was real.

“I’ll take it” I blurted “The job I mean.” Showing me a smile that was all teeth and no eyes the woman erased the box she had checked and put a mark in the box next to it.

“Excellent Choice Orrin.” Flicking her pencil at me she looked at me and said “Now, meet your partner.”

I heard myself ask “partner?” As I tumbled end over end into eternity.

The Butcher Shop

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The Hillary-Podesta “Sudden Death” List

Sat, 01/12/2019 - 4:58pm

14 Recent Hillary-Podesta related murders, disappearances, and unexpected deaths:

1) Shawn Lucas, Sanders supporter who served papers to DNC on the Fraud Case (Date Of Death August 2, 2016)
2) Beranton J. Whisenant Jr., Federal Prosecutor, likely working on the DNC-Bernie fraud case in Miami. This will be confirmed soon.
3) Victor Thorn, Clinton author (and Holocaust denier, probably the least credible on this list) shot himself in an apparent suicide. Conspiracy theorists at Mystery Writers of America said some guys will do anything to sell books. (DOD August, 2016)
4) Seth Conrad Rich, Democratic staffer, aged 27, apparently on his way to speak to the FBI about a case possibly involving the Clintons. The D.C. murder was not a robbery. (DOD July 8, 2016)
5) John Ashe, UN official who allegedly crushed his own throat while lifting weights, because he watched too many James Bond films and wanted to try the move where the bad guy tries to…oh, never mind. “He was scheduled to testify against the Clintons and the Democrat Party.” (DOD June 22, 2016)
6) Mike Flynn, the Big Government Editor for Breitbart News. Mike Flynn’s final article was published the day he died, “Clinton Cash: Bill, Hillary Created Their Own Chinese Foundation in 2014.” (DOD June 23, 2016)
7) Edward Assange’s lawyer John Jones – hit by a train https://www.theguardian.com/law/2016/may/01/john-rwd-jones-obituary
8) Gavin McFadyen – Assange lawyer who was Seth Rich’s contact. https://www.nytimes.com/2016/10/28/business/media/gavin-macfadyen-dies-wikileaks.htmll
9) Michael Ratner – Assange lawyer
https://www.theguardian.com/law/2016/may/12/michael-ratner-obituary
10) Monica Peterson – began revealing Clinton foundation child trafficking. http://thepoliticalinsider.com/election-woman-investigating-clinton-foundation-crimes-found-dead/
11) J.J.Horner – Exposed the DNC paying protesters at the Trump rallies. (DOD Sept.26, 2017)
12) Steve Mostyn was a trusted fundraiser for Hillary, then became unstable and killed himself with no prior history of mental illness.

13) Missing: Arjen Kamphuis, an associate of founder Julian Assange, went missing in Norway. The cybersecurity expert was last seen in northern Norway on August 20.

Eric Braverman, former head of the Clinton foundation, was missing for 240 days but was seen June 20, 2017.

Hillary is the Bermuda Triangle of politicians.

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CigarBox – At The Catfish House

Sat, 01/12/2019 - 9:11am

Ray sat watching his old friend, Juan sit motionless. They were again in his barn smoking what Juan brought up from Mexico. Only now, Ray was beginning to not like what he was seeing. As Juan came to himself Ray was waiting on him.

“You talked this time.”

“I did?”

“Yes,” Ray continued, “and you talked about June.
Why would you talk about June?”

Juan didn’t know that he mumbled outside his
experience, but he had to cover it. “Just crazy talk, that’s all. It means nothing.”

The two men called it a night, but unknown to Ray, Juan was beginning to see that his old friend was delving a trifle too much into his affairs, and he could clearly see that the day would come when he would have to take care of this problem.

June worked every Friday night at a local cafe known as Fat Eddie’s Catfish Emporium, situated in the small Texas town where she was raised. She lived in one of the shacks behind the café that Fat Eddie rented to her mother. Her stepfather, Ray lived there with them. She’d hung around Fat Eddie’s all her life and it was only natural for her to want to work there when she got up in her teens. Her earliest memories were sitting in a booth at the café, listening to the old men, and some young men, spin yarns about the various “going’s on” of the little hamlet. She’d been too young to realize that her mother was probably the biggest story in years for the café, and that she herself was expected to live up to the family tradition. When she came of “age,” which was actually about twelve, she began to help out in the place, and she evolved into a “Catfish girl” before she was much older. Even at that young age she was indeed fetching, and a delight to the people who ate there as she handed out the fish and fixings each Friday night. She had to go to school but Fat Eddie used her, and other pretty high school girls as weekend waitresses, and as “catfish girls” on Friday nights. It was “all you can eat” night with the fish, and the people sat there and gorged themselves. They would show up still dressed for the game. There was even a waiting room (outside in the parking lot) where the people would wait for their name to be called. June’s was the prettiest “catfish girl.” She wore a tuxedo, and a bright smile, and lugged the huge tray of catfish to all the tables to refill the plates of the waiting crowd. She would wear a baseball cap that had “Fat Eddie’s” written on it. Her long blonde ponytail would lace through the back of the hat.

Michael also worked at the Emporium as a dishwasher. His mother didn’t like him down there because of his status of living at the Bend, the most elegant area of the little town, but he wanted to be near June. He would go, and fetch the dishes at the tables and would look longingly at June as she placed new, hot fish upon the hungry cowboy’s plates. Eddie dipped the fish in a special “hot sauce” that he concocted in the back of the greasy-spoon cafe. The “bite” that it gave the catfish made it a favorite of all the locals. It was especially good after the beer that was consumed under the stands at the game by the men who told their wives they had to go to the boy’s room. Even at the catfish house, June was a vision! She had her long “pony-tail” hanging down her back. At sixteen, the men couldn’t help but look longingly at the girl and imagine the woman she would become. She would struggle with the huge platter of catfish and bend over to give out the three extra pieces that Fat Eddie told all his “catfish girls” to give; no more than that because they would only eat three at a time. She’d never dropped her catfish platter. She would hand out all her fish and then scamper back to the kitchen with the other girls to get more. Fat Eddie would keep frying it up. He had special “cost cutting” methods, too. A big bowl of pinto beans was always served customers as they waited on the fish to come out. If the bowl came back to the kitchen with any beans left in it, Fat Eddie would just throw them back in the pot with the rest and warm them back up again!

Catfish night was the biggest night of the week in the little town. Catfish was the great equalizer. It was the night when the “have not’s” living from week to week could sit down with the good citizens from the Bend and be on a semi-equal basis. During football season the catfish would be the victory celebration, and if the hometown team lost, well, no big deal. Fat Eddie would still “serve ‘em up hot” with lots of tartar sauce! Michael fell in love with the little catfish girl. He made special note of every time she came back to the kitchen for more catfish.

June was attracted to Michael. Added to this the fact that she was beginning to understand the meaning of status and the idea of money. The fact that Michael lived at the Bend had originally meant very little to the teenage girl. The Bend had always been that area with the big houses sitting away from the main town. June had never known a time when it wasn’t there. She was very familiar with the homes with their large terraces, and even airplane hangers and the golf course running through it. But all of that did not affect June as yet. She was a bit, but not all, taken by Mike. Yet, he had attracted her ever since she first saw him. She had a feeling for him that was not like the feeling she had for all the other cowboys she’d come across in her short, but eventful life. Her nickname, “the Catter,” bore witness to her expertise with the gentlemen. Even at sixteen she was much more experienced than he, but she was drawn to him all the same. She’d known Mike all of her life. He was around two years old when Claudette relocated from Memphis. June was born that very year amid all the gossip surrounding her conception. She and Mike looked alike. They both had the same blonde hair and blue eyes. She and Michael had kissed, but nothing more. June was not innocent. Not by a damn sight! She had been to the golf course, but at night with many local boys. That and too many nights at the S. P. J. S. T had hardened the little catfish queen, but she adored Michael, and in that respect, she was pure, and he was pure until one night, out behind the shacks in a field. Michael had kissed her that evening, and June felt the fire rise within her, and there was a quickening of the heart that she was all too familiar with. Lying down on the Buffalo grass was the most natural thing in the world. She felt like she’d been waiting for this field all her life. She felt that this field of grass had been waiting just for her, for just this moment in time. There was a distant light, but this time she didn’t go there, but stayed, and felt the rise of her passion. Michael was shy, but June knew what needed to be done, and she led him into maturity. He was clumsy, but she was not. In this respect, she was the elder, and he the child. June had been exposed to many things that a young girl should have put off until later, not necessarily as a bad thing, but just as a way of educating her to the ways of the world. It was only natural that the young girl would turn this knowledge toward securing the one relationship that she prized above all other relationships. Seducing Michael was almost too easy. In some societies people would pull back, be appalled, and say that this is wrong, but this wasn’t just “anyplace,” this was Texas! As they walked back to the shacks, she asked Michael how he felt.

“Oh, I don’t know, just kinda good, I guess.”

“Kinda good? That’s all? Don’t you feel, well, like you love me or something?”

“Yeah, sure. I just don’t get into all that, you know? Sure I love you.”

She was actually taken aback! She thought she had her hooks in deeper than that. He said it, but she was sure she couldn’t see it in his eyes. Still, that didn’t matter. She could hold him. Even at this tender age, June knew she could hold any man. No man could resist or even turn away for even a moment. Michael might wiggle on the hook, but he was still hooked! That was all that mattered! Men much older, and more experienced than he had melted under her gaze. Yet, she would have mercy on Mike because she needed him intact! She’d school him a bit.

The 28th Amendment

The Wall

Thank Your Lucky Stars

Social Security

From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

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From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

Fri, 01/11/2019 - 8:50am

From the Mind of a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas.

Social Media, Can it be used against you? Will it be used against you?

Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat: many of these social media outlets have become a common part of our daily lives. But can one of your simple social media posts be used against you in court; or worse, could it lead to your arrest?

THE QUICK ANSWER IS “YES.”
Social media posts can be used against you in court. As a former prosecutor, I can tell you from experience that social media posts are actually used quite frequently as evidence against people. So, does that mean you can’t have social media at all? Of course not. It simply means you should be conscious of what you are posting.

We’ve all seen pictures of guns, with sayings like, “How do you feel about gun control? Break into my house and find out.” On the surface, it seems harmless and kind of silly, but what happens if you actually have someone break into your house and you end up using a gun in self-defense? A prosecutor could come along and show this post to a jury, and imply that you’ve always been trigger-happy and just waiting for the opportunity to shoot an intruder.

But can social media posts lead to your arrest? Again, the answer is YES!

In fact, we’ve handled cases of those who’ve posted photos which they thought were completely harmless, but law enforcement got ahold of them and used them to arrest the individual.

Here’s an example: someone posts a photo of themselves with a deer they shot, and it turns out the deer is actually a protected breed that’s illegal to shoot.

It’s possible for wildlife officers to see this photo and use that photo to press charges against the individual. In fact, field reports posted by wildlife officers prove this is a very common practice. In addition, we’ve spoken to several ATF agents who’ve stumbled upon suspected criminal activity when they saw a YouTube or Facebook video of a person allegedly shouldering an AR pistol.

OFFICERS ARE EMBRACING THE AGE OF TECHNOLOGY AS MUCH, IF NOT MORE SO, THAN WE ARE.
Even an innocent photo here and there of you and your friends at the range or showing off your new addition to your collection can be used against you. Imagine an enterprising prosecutor, gathering dozens of photos with you and firearms posted over a long period of time, to make it seem like you’re gun crazy.

Social media can be a great way to keep in contact with friends and family, but it’s important to remember that these outlets are not private. They’re public, and it’s possible for law enforcement to get their hands on your posts.

A picture tells a thousand words and even when there’s no unlawful activity in your post, it may be misconstrued or misinterpreted, and used against you by law enforcement. So, before you decide to post anything on social media, stop for a moment. Think about how this could affect you and how this would look before a jury.

Remember, a picture’s worth a thousand words, but in a court of law, it speaks volumes.

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Now…In short, think about what you post and how you post it…

But hey, I’ve always said, I’m just a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas, What do I know?

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Democrats Delusions of Grandeur

Thu, 01/10/2019 - 3:15pm

“He’s demonstrated leadership on this issue for a long time, both in the Congress and as a successful governor…He’s written about it, he’s spoken about it, he’s legislated about it, he’s made bold proposals.”
– Former VP and “climate change” inventor Al Gore (SMH) on Washington governor now presidential candidate Jay Inslee

The list of those on the “other” side of the political aisle who are thinking of throwing their hats into the ring for the 2020 Democrat presidential nomination seems to grow by the day with now more than three dozen senators, governors, mayors and business leaders mulling over the idea of taking on President Donald Trump.

And in that ring are several serious big name “maybe’s”…Joe Biden, Michael Bloomberg, Bernie Sanders, Kirsten Gillibrand…are to name but a few with two once “maybe’s” now becoming most probably entering the race…as in Cory Booker and Kamala Harris. And let’s not forget former U.S. Housing Secretary Julián Castro who announced a few months ago that he’s already formed an exploratory committee to “test the waters” so to speak…and all three…Booker, Harris, and Castro…are as far left as they come. And our favorite faux Indian, Sen. Elizabeth ‘Pocahontas’ Warren, has already declared she’s running (more on that in a bit), but now entering center stage is a relative political unknown who appeared out of nowhere to state that he’s most “definitely running.”

Jay Inslee…the Democrat governor of the failed state of Washington…just look at the mess Seattle has become…is a man who not only likes to brag that Washington has “the best weed in the United States of America”…but is the very man who now thinks he can win in 2020 on a sole platform of…drum roll please…“climate change.” The man who few have heard of…save for political insiders…thinks what is actually the “weather” can not only garner him the Democrat presidential nomination but that he can beat President Trump…who he calls “the commander in chief of delusion”…turning him into a one-term president.

Laughable isn’t it especially with “climate change”…formally known as “global warming” (which became “climate change” only after NASA photos proved the ice caps were growing not shrinking), and before that referred to as “global cooling”…being nothing but a hoax perpetrated on the gullible…of which Governor Inslee is surely one.

But before I delve into the many political aspects of such a foolish platform let’s look at a few scientific facts…not theories but facts…for what Inslee and other liberal sorts call “climate change” is indeed nothing but the “weather” with just a little man-made “pollution” thrown in for good measure. But more specifically, what these leftists are harping about is naturally occurring “weather cycles” that have occurred right on schedule about every 200 to 300 years ever since the Earth first formed 4.543 billion years ago…sorry holy-than-thous…and will continue occurring until our sun eventually “burns out.”

And when will that “burn out” be you ask…how about in roughly another 5 billion years or so…as our sun’s hydrogen decidedly starts running out. And that depletion will see gravity itself causing the inside of the sun…which will mostly be comprised of helium by then…to shrink and get even hotter, while at the same time the sun’s outside layer will expand and cool down turning our sun into a “red giant”…a “red giant” big enough to “swallow up” where the Earth is now. Bye-bye Earth you had a nice run.

So even while in some areas of our planet temperatures have “temporarily” risen by a degree or two with some sea levels rising concurrently, know this has happened many times before and will in time gain level out just like it did when our nation was born*…before what is pollution and this “climate change” nonsense was concocted in the minds of uber leftist politicians, hypocrites, and loons who don’t know the difference…or do but don’t care…between the “weather” and “pollution”…with “pollution” being the only thing indeed man-made…the only thing we can truly correct if we set our minds and our money to it.

But why hypocrites…because the politicians yelling the loudest about the dangers of “climate change” and “pollution”…and Inslee aka ‘Al Gore-lite’ is one of them…are the very politicians flying to and fro to meetings and such in big corporate jets that leave the biggest “carbon footprint” of all.

And so the man who thinks California’s recent spate of devastating forest fires was caused by “global warming”… instead of by their actual causes being transformer malfunctions, lighting strikes, or being intentionally set…is the same man who thinks that both mass migration and supposed worldwide droughts…especially in Africa…will devastate farmers and natural resources while most assuredly crippling America’s economic systems. But this is truly wrong thinking for today’s current mass migrations are happening more for political than humanitarian reasons as they are not migration but invasion…you can look to Europe to see just that. And seriously, the droughts in Africa have never stopped happening…not since the days when pharaohs and tribal kings ruled over the land…and most assuredly occurred even before then.

“Weather cycles” folks…it’s all about “weather cycles”…always has been…always will be.

And some truly do forget simple science…simple science as in with the sun warming our Earth, heating the surface, oceans, and atmosphere (which in turn warms the huge air masses that comprise large and small weather systems), it’s the sun itself…as in the “solar energy” it produces…coupled with a cyclic waxing and waning of solar radiation output (ie, solar flares) hitting our atmosphere…that is both the primary driver and determiner of our weather, and nothing man does or doesn’t do can change that or the actual cycles…as in the time frames in which said cycles occur…period.

Knowing all this and also the fact that “climate change” is both big business and is used as a scare tactic, what is now-candidate Jay Inslee’s “climate change” platform? First, Inslee would initiate a definitive mix of government investments and incentives to spur other investments…translation: even more big government interference in the private sector. Second, Inslee has stated that he would place more restrictions on power plants and emissions…translation: rescinding President Trump’s much heralded lifting of crippling regulations most especially on the coal industry. Third, Inslee says he would create programs to promote research and development (R&D) and job growth in the “climate change” field…translation: more useless government R&D programs at our taxpayer expense spent on something that doesn’t even exist. And lastly, this ever so foolish man believes that by his creating “climate change” jobs…guess we need even more of what seems to be always get it wrong weathermen…that he can make an indent in what the left believes is still growing income inequality.

And so Washington state’s uber progressive Governor Jay Inslee…who so rudely told President Trump that he needed to “stop tweeting and start listening” at last years National Governors Association meeting in Washington, D.C., is now running for president in 2020 with the hope that Americans will forget about the need for the wall; forget about the ongoing invasion at our southern border; forget about the ever-growing number of killings of police officers; forget about America’s homeless veterans and a health care system that the Democrats ruined; forget how great the economy is doing under President Trump; and instead turn their focus to what is but the “weather” to help him get elected.

The environment…the word Jay Inslee loves to couple with “climate change”…is fine as “mother nature” always has a way of repairing and replenishing itself via of all things the “weather”…but can America repair herself if this “climate change” loon were dare to be elected…that is truly something I pray we never have to find out.

And I surely pray we don’t have to find out what America would be like with Massachusetts Sen. Elizabeth “Pocahontas” Warren as president. Warren, who once was a Republican (she switched parties in 1996) and who now loves to criticize what she calls “big banks” and “unregulated capitalism,” believes that the election of President Trump was a “product of systemic corruption that had been allowed to run wild for too long.” Announcing her run for the presidency on New Year’s Eve in an email to her supporters, Warren, like previously stated Julian Castro, formed an exploratory committee that allows her to fill staff positions…which she is doing with the likes of alumni from the campaigns of Barack HUSSEIN Obama, Hillary Clinton, and Bernie Sanders…and to raise money without “formally” starting her presidential bid.

So with folks like those on her staff it’s safe to assume that Elizabeth Warren’s campaign will surely be based in the gutter…after all this is the very woman who has said on many an occasion that President Trump is “a thin-skinned racist bully” and a “wannabe tyrant”…fighting words echoing the sentiments of both Obama and Hillary.

And while Elizabeth Warren’s actual presidential platform has not been finalized yet, we can safely assume it will include the usual roster of Democrat nonsense including increasing taxes on the rich and middle class while at the same time giving tax breaks to the supposed poor…as in those on the government dole who probably make more money having their hands out than most hard working middle-income Americans do. Also on the list I’m sure will be working towards a permanent increase in the share of long-term revenues paid by large corporations while not caring that they are the country’s main jobs creator.

And dare we forget opening America’s borders to any and all while increasing the number of sanctuary cities/states (it’s all about votes after all); securing more monies for pro-abortion incentives and increasing Planned Parenthood funding; forcing “climate change” nonsense down our throats; getting the Dream Act and gun control laws passed post-haste; cutting America’s defense budget; and of course prime on the list will be trying to impeach President Trump.

However, the actual agenda of the woman who considers herself “a champion of the middle class” could not be any clearer for it will encompass the channeling of her inner Obama as she strives for what she in her own words calls a “huge, systemic change to make this country work for all of us.” Translation: this is but Warren’s rewording of Obama’s oh so infamous “fundamentally transforming the United States of America” vision with her also wanting to bring the rich down to the level of the poor with what little is left of the middle class crushed in between.

And both her globalist and self-perceived “populist” leanings will show through as this is the woman who not only pledged to “root out” what she believes is solely Republican “corruption in government,” but also is the woman who desperately wants to “impose stricter regulations on Wall Street banks and corporations.” Translation: Elizabeth Warren’s actual agenda will help to collapse our monetary system from within in order to collapse our free market economy and help to turn our beloved America into yet another socialist driven hell-hole.

Then when you add in her whining that “the declining middle-class share of income and the gap between black and white household wealth continues to grow,” it surely becomes evident that what Elizabeth Warren is spewing is more than just the same old liberal “tax and spend” rhetoric for her words are decidedly helping with Obama’s reopening of a once healing racial divide while instigating even more class warfare at the same time. And know that Warren’s words are but a rehash of what has become part and parcel of the Democrat agenda…a hate-filled agenda tempered throughout with jealousy and divisiveness used to keep the party faithful in line while they pander to those whose votes they hope their promises and handouts will buy.

And so Elizabeth “but I’m still part Pocahontas” Warren is now running for president as she really believes she is presidential material. Here’s a news flash for her…she’s not…for even the editorial board of the uber liberal Boston Globe, her hometown newspaper, urged her not to run for president, saying she who calls President Trump a “divisive figure” has now become “a divisive figure” herself. And if you can’t get your own hometown newspaper to at least support your run for president…never mind endorsing you…then you surely won’t get ‘We the People’s’ support either.

And so our favorite faux Indian…political correctness be damned…should take Washington state’s “climate change” loon by the hand and together walk off into the political sunset for neither has a chance of winning the presidency let alone the Democrat nomination. The Democrats desperately need new party flag-bearers that hearken back to the Democrat party of JFK if they seriously think they even have a chance of retaking the White House in 2024 let alone in 2020…President Trump’s “America First” policies, his tweets, and loyalists have thankfully seen to that.
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* During the years of our nations founding we were going through what’s referred to as a “little ice age” where temperatures were lower than normal. The winter of 1776 when Washington crossed the Delaware was colder than it normally would be.

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“Make Americans First Again”

Thu, 01/10/2019 - 1:35pm

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President Trump has been fulfilling his promise to “Make America Great Again”, bringing jobs to America, making America energy independent, ending two wars, and so much more.  Yet, Democrats have more of an interest to protect illegal aliens than American citizens prompting me to introduce my suggestion for his 2020 Presidential slogan, “Make Americans First Again”.

While elected officials swear an oath to protect the Constitution, America, and its citizens, Democrats have an interest in providing more protection for those coming to America illegally than protecting its own citizens.  The Government Accountability Office reports illegal aliens are responsible for 15 murders and nine kidnappings per day in America.  The most recent, well-known case is the murder of Officer Ronil Singh, who immigrated to America legally from Figi only to be murdered by Gustavo Perez Arriaga, who has committed multiple crimes in California; but due to California’s Sanctuary State Law, SB 54, critical information was withheld from federal agents which allowed Arriaga to be released.  Arriaga is a known gang member of the Surenos, also known as MS13.  President Trump has mentioned multiple times that MS13 was a criminal gang, which has terrorized neighborhoods, organized drug running and human trafficking, and committed multiple crimes against Americans, including murder, rape, and kidnapping.

On Christmas night Officer Singh kissed his wife and child goodbye for the last time as he began his shift to protect the citizens of his neighborhood.  When he pulled over Arriaga, Singh was murdered, leaving his wife a widow and his child fatherless.  Sadly, Democrats were silent expressing no condolences to the family and no outrage for a gang member here illegally.  No Democrat asked how this illegal alien was able to get a gun. Yet, Democrats demand extensive background checks on law abiding American citizens.

President Trump has demanded America fix its broken immigration system and to build a wall to protect and assist Border Patrol from routine attacks.  President Trump has vowed to keep his oath to protect Americans and America and to fix the problems that were created by corrupt politicians before he became president.

Democrats, on the other hand, have enticed illegal aliens to come to America offering free housing (rent subsidy), free utilities, free food stamps, free health care, free dental, free childcare, free education, free college, free public transit, free contraception, free abortion, free phone, and free cash through government services at the cost of the American taxpayer.  Democrats know the more people dependent on the government are more people dependent on Democrats.

Democrats have voted against Kate’s Law, in memory of a young lady who was shot and killed by an illegal alien while walking with her father.  Democrats voted for Sanctuary Cities.  Democrats voted for “Catch and Release” policies for Border Patrol, to release those arrested.  Democrats voted against deporting violent criminals and gang member as well as hindering ICE from their ability to track these criminals.

There are 2.5 million American homeless children living primarily in areas controlled by Democrats.  There are 40,000 homeless veterans living in areas primarily controlled by Democrats.  On average, 22 veterans, who fought to protect America and Americans, have committed suicide daily.  Our politicians need to “Keep Americans First Again”, which is what Trump has been trying to do by fighting against the obstruction of Democrats.   Democrats will do anything to have open borders and sanctuary cities and states, even if it kills their own citizens.

Frank Aquila is president of the South San Joaquin Republicans and author of the book, “Sarah Palin Out of Nowhere”.  He can be emailed at [email protected]

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Thank Your Lucky Stars

Thu, 01/10/2019 - 7:01am

All of us have a lucky star. At some point in every life we all experiences a personal miracle that changes our course from that of inevitable disaster to one of an open path with calm seas. Disaster has been looming on America’s horizon of late.

The Republican Party, led by Mitch McConnell is now openly gunning for Social Security, Medicare and Medicaid. For decades now, since the Reagan era the Republican Party has attacked and devastated our commons, such as labor, clean air and water, education, health care, veterans rights and America’s transportation infrastructure. Republicans have managed to do this by means of electoral fraud, destruction of clean unbiased news, and dirty money funneled into every means of destroying the coin value of American citizenship that could be devised. To put it plainly, in spite of the protests that these are ideological differences, the results of their efforts are plainly exposed as sabotaging the efforts and resulting values of America’s greatest generations: those forefathers who fought the corporate thieves and overlords in the revolutionary war, those who fought on the side of a United States America in the civil war, and our cherished grandparents who fought fascism in World War II.

Without Social Security, Medicare, SSI, and Medicaid America will slump into a decay so complete that we will not see the middle of the current century as Americans, but rather we will be the vassals of the much dreaded “New

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World Order”, a destination as longed for by Mitch McConnell as it is by Hillary Clinton. In fact, McConnell is Hillary without high heels! Recently McConnell ripped the congressional dems for bringing government to a halt because of a partisan snit. Really? I’m speechless! Who but the dems would do such a thing?

In his insane tirade, however McConnell made a mistake; he proclaimed that the failure to take up a foreign policy by the dems put America at risk by failing to protect our allies (presumably the Russians), and neglecting our relations with Israel. In disclosing these concerns he reveals his contempt for our intelligence is as deep as his fawning love of money. We are not in a fight against fascism in the Middle East, we are fighting for the fascists. The mess in Syria is a direct result of removing Saddam Hussein from power when we tracked him down and hung him. Prior to that boondoggle we had a strongman in that part of the world who did our dirty work, and he did it well.

The major oil companies who engineered the overthrow, simply to make even more money by eliminating Saddam have failed miserably in every respect, from seeing the outcomes to fixing the problems. To put it succinctly, we are plugging yet another leak for the oil companies and using the lives of our solNext, I’d really like to know what is wrong with U.S. Israeli relations, and how does the foreign policy bill address those shortcomings?

Look, I’m not going to play the politically correct game, so somebody tell me whether or not Netanyahu came to our congress, strolled up to the well, and was given a sickeningly obsequious tongue bath or not? Did we not give Israel the means even to become Israel?, do we not give Israel three point one billion dollars free each year? Are we not upping that by twenty percent per previous legislation? Do we not share military development technology with Israel, and do their citizens not come and go in our country as they please?

We look the other way as they create a shameful wreck out of Palestine, which creates a serious situation in Jordan. In fact, I would say we are far into the black in our relations with Israel, and that it is them who should be solicitous of us instead of the other way around. So there you have it. The Democrats want to get our government moving again before taking up foreign policy: how anti world order of them! The Democrats want to protect our Medicare, Social Security, SSI and Medicaid. Of course that doesn’t suit the new world order. After all people in Burma (oops, Minimart, or whatever), China (The New World Order’s darling of darlings), and various countries whose last syllable is “stan” don’t have Social Security; what makes us so special?

Well, hopefully our lucky stars. Despite the utterly corrupt election we just had, we wound up with a Democrat controlled congress. Now it appears that the Republican tactics of stall, lie, obfuscate and delay will be neutralized, slowing our march to the new world order. It’s a shame we do not hold our political scum accountable for stealing or treason, but we don’t ever seem to do that, so hoist your glass toward the stars tonight, and thank your lucky stars.

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America at a Rubicon Moment & MAGA Isn’t Enough

Wed, 01/09/2019 - 12:23pm

Author and speaker Os Guinness knows America is divided, but he has a different line of demarcation than some other cultural observers.  During an appearance at the Family Research Council in Washington to promote his new book: “Last Call for Liberty”, Guinness said the division is the difference between those who understand “the Republic viewed through the lens of the US revolution and those who view it through the lens of the French revolution.”

Rick Mckee, The Augusta Chronicle, GA

It’s a distinction between a successful revolution that was “profoundly biblical” here in the US and a revolution that was an “anti–biblical” failure in France.

Strangely enough, a rebooted French Revolution has seen remarkable success here. It’s now 50 years since German radical Rudi Dutschke called for revolutionaries to abandon violence and instead make a “long march through the institutions” and take over from the inside. Fortunately for the left their “long march” coincided exactly with conservative’s “long snooze.”

Since then the left has seized higher education and made potentially irreversible gains in government schools. The mass media serves as its propaganda arm, while the culture surrendered. Guinness acknowledges the left’s success and warns, “If they win, the American Republic is finished as the founders saw it.”

At the root of the conflict is the definition of freedom. Guinness believes America has failed to “wrestle with the paradox of freedom. Freedom tends to undermine freedom, because it carries within it the seeds of its own destruction.”

The second paradox of freedom, more important than the first although Guinness didn’t state it that way, is that the only framework strong enough to support freedom is that of individual self–restraint.

“Freedom is a challenge to responsibility,” he explained. “Today many of us want to be free, but don’t want to be responsible. The talk is always of rights and never of duties.” That line of thinking eventually leads either to the waiting room at Planned Parenthood, rehab clinics or Venezuela.

Guinness doesn’t believe either building the wall or Make America Great Again is enough. This doesn’t make him a never–Trumper exactly, but it does leave him skeptical. He’s disappointed that “no one at the highest level is addressing the founding principles of the nation” and one gets the feeling he doesn’t think President Trump is up to the task.

Guinness believes the underlying philosophies between the two sides are so divergent and the gulf between them so deep that America is at “a Rubicon moment.” Caesar crossed the Rubicon with his army and entered Rome. For America’s “Rubicon moment” Guinness is less martial. He turns instead to Starbucks for inspiration and suggests the country “have a conversation.” Since no one at Starbucks is currently talking about race at the pickup counter, there may be room for that discussion on freedom, but I have my doubts.

Guinness other recommendation is equally futile. “Americans need to know the ‘unum’ that balances the ‘pluribus,” he observed wryly. I’m in agreement, but his method is fatally flawed.

Guinness wants the same government schools that can’t persuade teenagers to use the bathroom that corresponds with their sex to reemphasize civics education by “teaching what it is to be a citizen.” I would settle for teaching boys what it is to be a man.

My suggestion involves education, too, but not in government schools. Ideally Congress would pass legislation where education funding follows the child — like Medicare funding does for his grandpa — and any school public or private the kid chooses gets the money. Unfortunately, under the leadership of Curator of the Senate Mitch McConnell the comfortable conservatives in Congress will never do this.

The alternative is to take what already exists and reinforce it, which has happened successfully before. After Roe v. Wade was imposed on the country the Catholic church lead a lonely fight against abortion while Protestants and other Evangelicals sat on the sideline. It took entirely too long, but Protestants finally joined the fight and together with Catholics that have made great strides in protecting the unborn.

The same can be done for the culture.

The Catholics have been running an efficient school system for decades. I suggest Southern Baptists, orthodox independent churches and the remaining orthodox members mainline churches offer to join the Catholics and set up a nationwide network of Bible–based schools that emphasize civics and responsibility.

The Catholics would have to agree to compromise and allow Protestants to attend Protestant religious education classes while the Catholics attended theirs. Protestants would bring more money and more students while the Catholics supplied the buildings and the infrastructure. This ‘umum’ would produce a new generation of youth that would understand what Guinness is stressing: Real freedom is “the permission to do as you ought” rather than “the permission to do as you please.”

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Social Security

Wed, 01/09/2019 - 7:44am

I went to work at sixteen years old on Fort Hood, Texas issuing uniforms to soldiers bound for Vietnam. I still remember them. I saw no trace of fear, or apprehension in their faces. These days I see the ones who made it home pushing their shopping carts along the sidewalks of the same town they despised in 1968. Their faces are different now. That job was the first time I paid Social Security.

From that day until five years ago I worked various jobs and paid into the government Ponzi scheme. When I began it was mandatory. And, to be honest, it worked. Roosevelt had devised a plan that weighed the odds. He figured that if everyone paid into the plan, and a good number of people would never see sixty-five, even more never withdrawing all the money they out in, the plan would float, and benefit the survivors. He saw Social “Security,” Lyndon Johnson saw a cash cow.

In high school my civics teacher, Mr. Cole, joked about Social Security going broke. We all laughed out loud. Even at that age we yaloos knew that Social Security was, well, secure! So, after forty years I get a check that just about covers my bar tab while Bitch, I mean Mitch McConnell steps out on the Capitol steps the other day, and ejaculates his idea of doing away with the whole thing.

Nigga PLEASE! I make my living on that check, retirement from CableVision, book and record sales, a little light stealing here and there, and a family of millionaires, and you wanna shut down my cocktail hour? While funding every Muslim despot in the world, fueling that #%¥#*?{ jet the president flies around in, paying YOU, and haggling over a few bricks down on the southern border, you’re worried about my shot of Jim Beam?

Long ago America created a royal class. “The People” stopped being people, and started being subjects. The only time the people see these superstars is when they’re running for re-election, or when they’re making a grab for what little “security” we still have left.

And if Social Security goes away, what will it fix? Nothing! The people on lower end will starve and die. The elderly lady in Memphis, taking care of six grand babies left to her by her murdered daughter will add more water to the soup, and the homeless vet will be even MORE homeless without even a dollar for the cheap meal at McDonalds.

Does Mitch care? Absolutely not! “Let them eat cake!” The Tea Party began on the notion that the Democrats AND Republicans had lost touch with reality. And it was right. We have to infuse a big dose of populism into the Tea Party, and shock the likes of McConnell BACK to that reality. If you will note HE continues to be paid while air traffic controllers work for free during the governmental shutdown. There’s a message there, people.

President Trump has a swag to him. He makes a lot of hay with outlandish statements about walls, and fake news, and fat little Koreans. Slap Mitch off them steps “Mr.” President! Take a look at how many Social Security recipients voted for you, recall the fact that Hillary DID win the popular vote, and keep your gaze firmly fixed on 2020! Day ain’t over,yet!

The Butcher Shop

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The Wall

Tue, 01/08/2019 - 4:34am

I have a girlfriend. Yep, gonna put it out there. When someone dominates your thoughts from AM to PM that someone is the center of your life. The center or my life is Amy Charron! One thing I can say is that she is more interesting than that government shutdown or that silly ass wall. Every morning I get up, make coffee, tell Alexa “good morning” and smoke a cigarette. Yeah, yeah, yeah, tell me all about it! Alexa’s been squawking about that damn wall for a week!

So yesterday I didn’t write an article. No big deal. I didn’t mean to not write an article. I just stayed in bed with my girlfriend. Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo. Now, my girlfriend doesn’t like, live with me. She’s an Internet girlfriend. Hey, at least she’s not a Nigerian. Yeah, I’m a racist. Get over it. I met Amy years ago, and she’s crazier than an outhouse rat. She rides her cell phone 24-7 with conspiracy theories about Rick Perry, Ken Paxton, Alex Jones, the entire Houston police department, and ME!

Amy lives in an abandoned lot down in Baytown, Texas with some dude named Johnny White. Baytown is as far into south Texas as you can get and not be in the Gulf of Mexico. In fact the Gulf encroaches on Amy’s yard. And she sloshes around, phone in hand, doing FaceBook live feeds telling the world what an S. O. B. I truly am. But, I love her.

I’m probably the only person who appreciates Amy’s creative side. My girlfriend creates entire universes in her head! She imagines she’s a movie star. She thinks the FBI is hanging on her every word. She waits patiently for the district attorney to open her office each morning so they can discuss Amy’s next big law suit. And the Baytown police department is considering putting a sub-station in Amy’s living room!

I’ve been more involved with Amy than I’ve been with any of my six ex-wives. That’s LOVE people! Too bad we’re too old to have a child. If it were a girl it’d be Shirley Temple times Judy Garland. The world lost out on that one! iJackie’d just have to take a number.

And why am I talking about this? Because this morning Alexa started ranting about that ~#~}_£# WALL again! Trump’s gonna run all the Mexicans outta Texas. DUDE! Who’s gonna build the wall? And the Democratic Congress? Oh, don’t get me started. Did you ever notice the words democratic and schizophrenic have the same number of syllables and feel? They are pushing back on buying bricks for Trump while they fund a study at Texas A&M to study the assholes of piss ants! You are paying these people!

We built the world’s best interstate highway system, yet we can’t string a bard wire fence along our southern border to keep the wetbacks out! More money is allotted for grounds crews at Yellowstone, guarding Old Faithful! Old Faithful’s fine! Build the wall! Let Trump bitch about that bitch who let all the Muslims invade Germany. If Hitler had a grave he’d be spinning in it right now. As for me, I’ll just lay here and fantasize about Amy Charron.

The Butcher Shop

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5 key points of Ocasio-Cortez’s Green New Deal

Sun, 01/06/2019 - 9:18pm

 

The far left, radical Democrats keep pushing climate change legislation, but little was known what it all entailed, until now. First of all, the Green New Deal would ban the use of all fossil fuels from U.S. electricity generation, agriculture and manufacturing by 2030. It would also reshape the US economy, and add tens of trillions of dollars to the national debt.As a result, American families would be forced to pay more to heat, cool and provide electricity to their homes. It would raise the same costs for businesses, farmers, government and organizations, driving up their operating costs – and raising the prices for just about all the good and services Americans buy.

But it gets even better. The plan says Americans would have to power their homes with renewable energy, such as wind and solar power. Every home and business in the United States would have to be “upgraded” for “state-of-the-art energy efficiency, comfort and safety.” And a slew of massive government social programs and mandates would be created.

Yet that doesn’t seem to bother the radical left.

The Green New Deal has garnered significant attention and support from some members of the media, Congress, and even prominent senators considering 2020 presidential runs: Cory Booker, D-N.J.; Bernie Sanders, I-Vt.; and Elizabeth Warren, D-Mass.

But there are 5 hidden points the deal contains, that have nothing to do with the climate. For example, Ocasio-Cortez’s proposal calls for the creation of “basic income programs” and single-payer health care. The Green New Deal also establishes a federal jobs guarantee – one of the few non-energy-related parts of the plan Ocasio-Cortez has spent significant time advertising. And it would include provisions to “mitigate deeply entrenched racial, regional and gender-based inequalities in income and wealth.”

These people are crazy.

It does nothing to stop global warming.

Ocasio-Cortez justifies the Green New Deal as needed to slow the rise of human-caused climate change, which she, and other liberals say will cause significant damage to the economy and human health over the next century. And should the US eliminate all of its carbon dioxide emissions by the start of 2030 – something that is likely impossible – the increased carbon dioxide emissions of the rest of world would more than offset the reductions in America.

And what they fail to tell the public is that the Green New Deal would eliminate fossil fuels from all electricity generation and transportation, forcing Americans to rely largely on expensive and unreliable renewable technologies like wind and solar power. Solar generated power is nearly five times more expensive than using existing fossil fuel-powered electricity. Wind power is 3.5 times costlier.

As a result, higher costs would drive up the price of all goods and services, not just electricity bills. And because all manufacturing would also be required to rely on “green” power, industries in the United States would struggle to match the prices of their foreign competitors, forcing some businesses to either close or move overseas.

The wording of Ocasio-Cortez’s deal promises to increase the power of labor unions and give favors to left-wing industries.

The Green New Deal would “deeply involve national and local labor unions to take a leadership role in the process of job training and worker deployment,” and it promises the “funding (of) massive investment in the drawdown of greenhouse gases.” That’s a code phrase for giving billions of taxpayer dollars to renewable-energy companies.

Finally, it would raise the national debt, by trillions of dollars. Some estimates say it would cost $40 trillion in its first 10 to 15 years. The Mercatus Center estimates the single-payer health-care proposal supported by Ocasio-Cortez would, on its own, cost more than $32 trillion.

But how would it be paid? According to Ocasio-Cortez, one way to pay for these gigantic government programs would be to increase the income tax rate for America’s wealthiest earners as high as 70%, but even that radical move would fail to fund the Green New Deal.

She even went so far as to suggest funding her proposal using “the same ways that we paid for the 2008 bank bailout and extended quantitative easing programs, the same ways we paid for World War II and many other wars. The Federal Reserve can extend credit to power these projects and investments.

For having a degree in economics, she’s not too bright. Ocasio-Cortez says we should pay for these left-wing proposals by running up the national debt by trillions of dollars, putting the nation’s economy at risk of collapsing.

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The 28th Amendment

Sun, 01/06/2019 - 11:39am

 

OUR PRESENT SITUATION !

Children of Congress members do not have to pay back their college student loans.

Staffers of Congress family members are also exempt from having to pay back student loans.

Members of Congress can retire at full pay after only one term.

Members of Congress have exempted themselves from many of the laws they have passed, under which ordinary citizens must live.

For example, they are exempt from any fear of prosecution for sexual harassment.

And as the latest example, they have exempted themselves from Healthcare Reform, in all of its aspects.

We must not tolerate an elite class of such people, elected as public servants and then putting themselves above the law.

I truly don’t care if they are Democrat, Republican, Independent, or whatever. The self-serving must stop.

Governors of 35 states have filed suit against the Federal Government for imposing unlawful burdens upon their states.It only takes 38 (of the 50) States to convene a Constitutional Convention.

If each person that receives this will forward it on to 20 people, in three days most people in The United States of America will have the message.

Proposed 28th Amendment to the United States Constitution:

“Congress shall make no law that applies to the citizens of the United States that does not apply equally to the Senators and/or Representatives; and, Congress shall make no law that applies to the Senators and/or Representatives that does not apply equally to the Citizens of the United States …”

This is an idea that should be passed around, regardless of political party.

Congressional Reform Act of 2017

1. No Tenure / No Pension. A Congressman/woman collects a salary while in office and receives no pay when they’re out of office. And, no more perks go with them.

2. Congress (past, present, & future) participates in Social Security. All funds in the Congressional retirement fund move to the Social Security system immediately. All future funds flow into the Social Security system, and Congress participates with the American people. It may not be used for any other purpose.

3. Congress must purchase their own retirement plan, just as ALL Americans do.

4. Congress will no longer vote themselves a pay raise. Congressional pay will rise by the lower of CPI or 3%.

5. Congress loses their current health care system and participates in the same health care system as the American people.

6. Congress must equally abide by all laws they impose on the American people (i.e. NO MORE INSIDER TRADING!!!).

7. All contracts with past and present Congressmen/women are void. The American people did not make this contract with Congressmen/women. Congress made all these contracts by and for themselves.

Serving in Congress is an honor and privilege NOT a career. The Founding Fathers envisioned citizen legislators should serve their term(s), then go home and go back to work … not get all kinds of freebies.

Just hold your finger down then hit forward and send it to everyone you know. Let’s help get the country straightened out.

The Butcher Shop

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CigarBox – The Edge Of Time

Sat, 01/05/2019 - 6:53am

 

Then, just as quickly, she was back in the “blue” room with no beginning, and no end. The man asked, “Why did you go there?”

“Down by the river?”

She looked down at her feet. “I thought we just talked about that. My mother made me go.”

The man raised her chin, “Your mom took you to a dance hall, but you made the choice to go down by the river, not her. You led the cowboy on. You know what was in your mind. You seduced him. He didn’t seduce you! You see, you make your own decisions. You can blame anyone you want, but you and only you make those choices in life. You can put them off on other people, you can lie, you can reason, but just like that ‘S.P.J.S.T.’ is really a bar, you really wanted to be there in that truck on that riverbank!”

“She made me!”

“Did she make you go outside with the cowboy?”

Veronica was trapped within her own lie. She went with the cowboy for the thrill. True, she was using the methods she’d sharpened to a razor’s edge to entice men, but it was ultimately her free will, and not her mother who went out that back door with the young man.

“Mom always wanted me to be the prettiest girl in town. She waved me around like a beauty queen ever since I can remember. My jeans were better, my hair was perfect, everything. It was almost as if she got a charge out of me. Do you think a woman can be like that, I mean as pretty as I am, and not go down by that riverbank?”

“Did you ever hear about self control?”

A shadow crossed her face, “There’s a fire inside of me. I keep that fire burning on low, but every now and then it gets out of control. That fire just goes all over me, and I gotta just let it burn down.”

“Couldn’t you have had ‘fun’ at your table. He gave you beer, and wanted to sit there with you. Why go out the door?”

She looked down again. The reality was coming home to her. Slowly she looked up and softly said, “I wanted more.”

“More?”

“You know, the thrill. I felt like I wanted that fire to break out. I felt as if my whole life were trapped in this oily scum, and that if I went through that door with him that I’d feel clean and free for a little while.”

“Did you?”

“No.” She smiled a sheepish little smile, “After the fire goes down it really don’t change anything. All you have left after the fire is gone is ashes.”

She walked to what she thought was the edge of the room. She found that there was not an edge at all. She reached out a hand and the blue extended. She tried to “walk” a bit more, but walk didn’t do justice to what was happening because she wasn’t walking at all but existing in a series of moments, drifting along in the blue mists of eternity. It was so peaceful and she began to understand how a soul would eventually choose to stay here in this place of no return. For the first time in her life she was not conscious of ego, or self. Yet there seemed to be a “self” here, only it wasn’t her, it was the other. This “other” seemed to permeate the entire existence of the beings that inhabited this side of the veil. While in life you intellectually knew about the other, here you felt it. You felt it as an abiding force, yet not a force, but something to be absorbed, or rather to absorb you. The “other” seemed to be just the other side of the blue mists but as she approached it kept going farther away. She felt like she could have walked forever. Stopping, she turned to look back. The spirit guide was still in the same proximity he’d been when she started walking. She actually hadn’t gone anywhere!

“I didn’t want sex. I wanted freedom. Being with him in that way didn’t really give me what I wanted, but it came close, but you just can’t quite touch it, you know?”

“Did you ever think that maybe your mother had those same feelings? Maybe she was trying to communicate some of them to you?”

She looked away again, and laughed dryly, “My mom; she got old, but she was still trying to…be me!”

“Could she ever be you? Could she have ever been you?”

“No. She lost it. She could never be me. She wasn’t even a good grandma. After the baby was born, she never came to Memphis. She never wrote me. She never called. She just sat alone in that shack behind Fat Eddie’s and got fatter, and all the time all she wanted was more party! She wanted more party. More party! She just knew if the men came to our table because of me, they’d notice her, too. Ray worked all the time. She was trying to go back. Thought if she tried hard enough she’d be sixteen again, and he’d notice her but it didn’t happen that way, though. She never appreciated Ray. He wasn’t like that. All she had to do was be herself, but she lost herself so long ago she could never find it again.”

“Did you? Did you appreciate your stepfather?”

A film of tears came over June’s eyes, “Appreciate? I loved him.” She looked directly into the guide’s eyes, “Ray was the only man I ever really loved!”

“Do you think that perhaps your mother felt the competition for Ray’s attention?”

Veronica was shaken down to her core. In her mind’s eye, a flash of a picture of her aging appeared before her. She remembered the pictures of her mom at her age. She was beautiful, too. She had in effect given up her life to raise the girl, who was the apple of her husband’s eye, and now all she asked in return was to watch her have fun at the S.P.J.S.T. hall.

“Will I be at that table some day?”

He looked at her and replied, “No, you will never be at that table, but there is a table for you, just not that one. That’s part of what I’m here for.” There was a kind of finality in his words, with a gravity that made her blood run cold.

“I’ll be one of those souls that gets lost and simply never makes it back?”

“No, it is important that you do make it back. You have work to do back at that intersection, but you have to learn some things about yourself before that. If I hadn’t taken you on this journey you would never be able to make the right choices when the time comes.”

Then he waved his hand and Veronica saw the scene appear before her again. Her mother was laughing, drinking her beer, and watching the people dance. She moved toward her and looked at her for the longest time. It became apparent that her mother could not see her. She watched her face. Slowly tears formed in her eyes and rolled down her lovely cheeks.

“Mom, I never realized. It’s so awful to be old. It’s so awful to know that you are not the center of the party. You robbed me of everything, my youth, my life, my dad, everything. Why couldn’t you just put it down and be “mom?” You broke your neck trying to get into the Bend, and I just threw it away, doing the very things you taught me to do, and then, when I was of no more use to you, you never even called! And you know why I threw it away? I did it because I hated you! I hated you for what you did to me, to Ray, to everyone!”

She looked at her mother and saw a strange satisfaction in her face. It was a perverse satisfaction that she’d never noticed before. Only now did she realize where it was really coming from. She looked into the crowd and saw the people dancing. Her mother was enjoying the dance. Veronica could see herself sitting at the table miserable, even after the joint, and the trip outside, but her mother had the happiness of being the mother of the most beautiful girl at the hall! By being the mother of the seductress she was in fact the seductress herself. The beauty lived on in another generation. People were still captivated by the rare beauty that June had inherited from her. As long as that beauty was there, there would always be hope. For her mother, that hope was all that she had left.

Quietly, almost the volume of a human heartbeat June whispered, “I did it because I hate you. I did it because I hate you.”

Her companion stepped up behind her, “Hate?”

“All the time I was in Memphis she never wrote or called. It was like once I left the Bend she had no more use for me. I suppose she was planning on dolling up my little sister to take my place.”

“Could she?”

“Ha! She is as ugly as a toad. She looks like Ray, God love him.”

“Maybe an ugly duckling.”

“Or maybe a big fat pig. She has absolutely no self control.”

“You need to think about that; self control, that is.”

She looked back at the man. “I suppose you never had fun. I guess you never did anything wrong.”

He smiled and looked down, “No, you suppose wrong. Like you, there was a time when I was looking for more also. But you know, Veronica, suddenly your destiny comes upon you and you realize that there is actually very little you can do about it. The wrong turn on a country road, the wrong statement that you never get to correct, any number of things can come along and put that destiny on you. I’ve made mistakes. As a matter of fact that’s part of what I’m doing here right now. There are more wrongs to right than that little fling you took under that bridge that night. You see God is wise. He always works things out in the end, but he uses us to help. You’ll understand these things as we go along.”

“Why do you think I went outside with the cowboy?”

“Because you thought you had all the time in the world, that’s why. Have you ever noticed that you’re always in a hurry, June?”

Her eyes narrowed and she said, “Yeah. Been that way all my life. Gotta do it now. Were you like that?”

“I was. I was until one night a man walked in front of my car, and suddenly I had all the time in eternity. He made sure of that. He made me realize that some things may take an eternity to fix. You and I have to do some of that fixing, Veronica. It takes a little more work if we’re going to save the whole thing.”

“But you didn’t save me any of that chilidog did you?”

The spirit guide laughed.

Back at the intersection Juan Sanchez stood staring at the frozen scene. The wreck should have already happened! Here were all of the participants but no Dreamwalker. He looked at the S.U.V. barely touching the red dust on the Mazda. Walking over he looked in at the little boy, still looking up, smiling at June who was staring at the oncoming truck. Then he walked back to the spot where the man in the tux had been standing. He was aware that the man was gone from the spot he’d been for so long, but he knew that he had not ascended to the light. But where had he gone? Juan was versed in these matters, but could it be that Dreamwalker had learned a thing or two during his imprisonment? Maybe? Maybe not!

He went back and looked into the Mazda again. Something about June’s demeanor suddenly struck him. Having the knowledge of these things he knew that this was not June but a shell. The soul was gone, yet not ascended. He felt a terror grip his heart. Only certain souls could do this. He had miscalculated this soul, but then he had miscalculated the boy, too. Yet the boy’s soul was still there. He could see the souls within all the others in the car, but not this one. This was a meat dummy left to fool him. Dreamwalker had fled and taken her with him, but where? He stared again at the boy, making sure the soul was still there. It was. Why had he taken June? In a moment of aggravation he tried to reach in and grab the little boy by the neck but the moment his hand got near to the boy’s skin a blue flash came and he withdrew his hand in pain. He slammed his fist into the trunk of the car in exasperation. He tried once more, but got the same result. Looking around once again for the Dreamwalker Juan turned and walked back up the road a little way. Where had they gone? Juan knew that he was not just dealing with both sides of the spiritual veil but with time, also. He had to locate the true June, and her dream-walking companion and not just their images scattered throughout all the parallel universes that stretched in every possible direction from this point of reference. He knew that time not only went forward and back but sideways, too, binding the fabric of existence with many possibilities. Wherever the soul was that’s where the true timeline was, and a soul so skilled could dance between these lines of time and leap like a gazelle at will. It would do him no good to locate one of the images that did not have the true soul within it. It would be like smashing mirrors in a carnival glass house, never finding your way to the very door you came in from. Yet this was his task, and Juan had been smashing these mirrors for over two hundred years. This wisp of a girl and her friend, Dreamwalker would not out fox him!

“Where are you, June Montgomery?” he screamed at her placid face, but there was no response. He knew there would not be any. He shook his head in exasperation, turned and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

MAGA Is Not A Four Letter Word

The Decline Of America

The Good The Bad and The Ugly

Liberal Media Does The CrawFish

From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

The Butcher Shop

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From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

Fri, 01/04/2019 - 7:00am

From the Mind of a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas…

We are broke, and many countries around the world are broke as well…

I’ve worked hard most all of my life, managed to put a little of that money away because I’ve managed my money over the years and never spent more money than I have. I don’t owe anyone money. However, I’ve never been able to spend money I don’t have, even with a Credit Card, you’re limited to how much money you can spend. It works well, however, our government can’t say the same thing.

Our government borrows money, then borrows some more, raises our taxes and then when that’s still not enough, it just prints more and more money. The same is true in many other countries, You see, they are run by the Central Banks. Our Central Bank here in the United States is known as the Federal Reserve, it’s not even a legal part of our government.

Now if you and I ran our debt up so high, the Credit Card Companies eventually cut us off, The Banks cut us off, Now imagine, going out and just printing some more money? We would go to jail the minute we tried. So how come it’s okay for our governments to just keep running up the tab after we run out of money, why can they just go print more? Once they print more money, it devalues that money and then the Central Bankers, play games with our money, but lowering and raising the interest rates on the money they just printed. This is how they control a nation. Control the money and you control a nation. Some of our Middle Eastern wars we are involved in starting with that Nation trying to print it’s own money and breaking away from the Central Banks.

Imagine, loaning the United States, trillions of dollars, 12 trillion dollars in the last 10 years to be exact, Taking us to 22 trillion dollars in debt. Then imagine holding the interest rates down to 0.5% for 8 of those years, then in the last two years, when it appears to the people that our government is making a come back, start raising those rates every quarter, ( nine times since Trump took office ) with plans to raise it 4 more times before our current President leaves office in 2020. Can you see how these people manipulate our money? Can you see how they use this to make one President look good while making another President look bad? You be the judge…Devaluing the Dollar 9 times since Trump took office means you take home less money, Are you starting to figure it out yet? Plans to raise the interest rates 4 more times before the 2020 elections? You gotta ask yourself, why, and why would we continue to allow these people that much power over our nation?

But I have said many times, I’m not an economic expert by any means, After all, I’m Just a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas.

The Butcher Shop

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Liberal Media Does The CrawFish

Wed, 01/02/2019 - 2:54pm

 

The Liberal Media Blames Italy For Protecting Its Borders

by George Rodriguez 

The liberal media is reporting how illegal aliens from sub-Sahara Africa are endangering themselves by traveling over the Alps from Italy to France. They condemn Italy for closing its borders to immigration and causing immigrants to “endanger” themselves in traveling to France.

Just as the liberal media and open-borders advocates blame Trump for opposing illegal immigration into the United States, they are criticizing Italian officials. Alessia Amendola, a Red Cross worker who works in the high snowy mountain passes, says, “Immigrants are trying to go from Italy to France, illegally of course. We are in the mountains, where it’s really dangerous.”

Why doesn’t it occur to these people to discourage people from immigrating illegally? Why don’t they tell immigrants to stop endangering themselves and their families? What has happened to all the money and help the developed nations have given to these 3rd world countries?

Whether they admit it or not, open-borders groups and liberal governments encourage and reward illegal immigration. That can be dangerous to uninformed and uneducated people who are following rumors and a dream.

But perhaps the goal of the liberal media and open-borders advocates is not so much to help 3rd world immigrants as it is to destabilize developed nations. Whatever the true goal is, we cannot excuse and reward illegal immigration under any circumstances.

The Butcher Shop

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The Good The Bad and The Ugly

Wed, 01/02/2019 - 9:36am

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly. That was demonstrated in California this week. The perfect example of what America should be, and what America is. During the Christmas holidays Gustavo Perez Arriaga shot and killed Officer Ronil Singh during a traffic stop. Now, this in and of itself is horrific, but wait for it. The Good was, of course Officer Singh. The Bad, Arriaga. The Ugly was the fact that Arriaga was an illegal alien enjoying California’s sanctuary state status.

Officer Singh was from another land. He’d come here, achieved his citizenship, even took extra English classes so he’d be better understood on his police radio. He’d served for eleven years. Had a wife, and a new baby. On the other hand, Arriaga was illegal. Gang member. In fact, seven people have now been arrested for hiding him from police after the murder.

And people like Arriaga are roaming California at will. You must ask yourself what level of insanity resides in Sacramento? Ask yourself what drives the resistance to a simple wall that may have kept the likes of Arriaga in Mexico where such people are revered? How does the Congress sleep at night as they pinch pennies while Officer Singh lies in state?

Officer Singh was what America wants. People who come here, assimilate without forgetting who they are, give back, and enjoy the country our forefathers left us. Arriaga is the exact opposite. A brute, sneaking in. Given protection by a snowflake government. No intention of producing anything except crime. Spoke AT English, if he spoke it at all. And destroyed a good man. An AMERICAN!

California doesn’t have a death penalty. Why, that’s too harsh. No, Arriaga will get life most likely, and the courts will talk about something called closure. He’ll retire to prison with three hots and a cot, and be respected by the other gang members there. Many years from now some nincompoop will interview him, or write a book. And Officer Singh’s little baby will quietly put another flower on daddy’s grave.

The Butcher Shop

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From The Mind of a Dumb Ole Biker From Alvin, Texas

Tue, 01/01/2019 - 6:19am

From the Mind of a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas

So I have to ask, boys who identify as girls playing girl sports and winning. These deranged people have literally taken over a sport or sports that were meant for women. While these deranged people identify as a girl, they still have the strength of a man. This is not only unfair to the women of these sports, but it’s down right disgusting to think a woman can compete under such conditions.

I have to wonder. men who do this, are they really so inept that they can’t compete with their own gender? Does it make them feel good because they can go out and beat a woman? What the hell is wrong with this picture? A male wrestler takes the woman’s state wrestling championship. How is that even fair to the women of that sport?

Are we going to have men playing in women’s basketball leagues next? Men on women’s swimming teams? Men on girls softball teams all because they identify as a women? Where does the insanity end?

This is the reality that we now live in. What’s going to happen when one of these men hurt a female athlete? It’s going to happen, and then what? People need to start realizing the ramifications of the things we are allowing in this day and age.

It’s turned into a real problem, We now have men competing in women’s beauty pageants, Men who want to be women, transgenders you call them, I call them fruit cakes. it’s not hate speech, I seriously think their brains have been scrambled and they are fruit cakes. We are allowing boys to be exploited and paraded around acting like girls, showing them on TV and glorifying them, Back in my day, if we allowed our kid to act like that, parade them around in a bar for money, then put them on television, we would have gone to jail.

Parents who exploit their kids in this manner ought to be arrested for endangering a child. But, that’s not what’s happening. This is the beginning of exploiting our children and normalizing pedophilia. Mark my words, within the next 4 years, it will be normalized and brought out into the open…Strange world we live in.

But what do I know, I’m just a Dumb ole Biker from Alvin, Texas…

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