Archive for April, 2015

A quote from part of an Elizabeth Foley post at the puppy blender’s.

Nolte’s right:  The rioting in Ferguson and Baltimore isn’t driven by poverty, race, or even police brutality.  It’s driven by progressive culture, which teaches that successful business people “didn’t build that,” accepts abortion/divorce/children out of wedlock as normal behavior, proclaims that poor children (particularly minorities) cannot succeed, that police and authority in general are the “enemy,” and that law is rigged against minorities.  Urban music, “leaders” like Al Sharpton, and a Democrat strategy of balkanizing Americans through identity politics–echoed daily by mainstream media–has created a culture that has no respect for the rule of law.  In the eyes of progressives, the American Dream is dead, and they are literally dancing on its grave. (All links in original V)


Can she say that?

I mean, we know she’s correct, but our social, moral, political and intellectual betters have made such judgments verbote…. our of bounds for polite company. Sorry about the Godwin even before the comment section, but just cuz it’s Godwin, doesn’t mean it’s wrong.

Update: Yeah, I wrote this before I noticed it wasn’t the puppy blender.

Ace’s post about Iran boarding a Marshall Islands’ ship explains that it’s pretty much as if they attacked Guam or the Virgin Islands (my words, not his), but Obama is doing jack and squat (and squat ran out of gum) and Minitrue is not worried and not paying attention.


You know who is paying attention and who is worried?

The People’s Republic of China (PRC) is paying attention and their renegade province of Republic of China (PRC née ROC) is worried.

I Did Not See That Coming

Posted: April 28, 2015 by veeshir in Funniest End of Civilization Evah

Okay, the Bruce Jenner thing just got to peak hilarity.

(Jenner) explained: “I am not gay. As far as I know, I am heterosexual. I’ve never been with a guy,

Do you realize what that means?

He’s a lesbian trapped in a man’s body.

And I thought him saying he’s a Republican was going to be the funniest thing he said.


2 Important, Ironically Powerful, Updates! Below!


Obama meets with the top law enforcement person in the federal gov’t and they refuse to take questions  as a major city 50 miles away goes up in flames.

It’s not as if the attorney general of the US would be concerned with that,


Minitrue is on the job though,  everybody mentions that Obama met with Lynch after she was sworn in and they all say something like this,

The two discussed the ongoing rioting in Baltimore,


None mention that they could not actually ask any questions .

Stenography is so much easier than actually doing any reportage.

They’re too busy looking up Rand Paul’s kindergarten files, his hand turkeys are proof he does not care about the plight of Native Americans!


Important, Ironically Powerful Update! Here!

Obama, the nation’s first African-American president, has spoken in personal terms about police harassment. So far, he hasn’t spoken about the unrest in Baltimore, but White House officials say they’re considering releasing a statement to address the situation.


Okay, that’s hilarious. He’s thinking about maybe releasing a statement about Baltimore going up in flames and Minitrue apparently sees no problem with that.

That’s pretty darn funny.

As I sit in NY, with my whole family calling me like a crazed right winger because I see a problem with that, it becomes even funnier.

SECOND Ironically Powerful Update! Here!

Bloods, Crips and the Nation of Islam are coming together!!!!!!

To destroy Baltimore!!!!!

That’s my very favorite type of larious, fucking high.

Quoth George W Bush, (link added) ostensibly speaking about Putin (wink-wink, nudge-nudge) and totally not Obama, using NBC  (wholly owned subsidiary of Obama-God-President Inc.) was just a coincidence.

Putin’s domestic popularity comes from his control of Russian media, according to Bush. “Hell, I’d be popular, too, if I owned NBC news,” he said.




That article has a bunch of goodies, but that one made me laugh the most.

This one makes me cry the most

“In order to be an effective president … when you say something you have to mean it,”

Yeah, W knew that, the last two Dem POTUSes and W’s father did not and we have had nothing but trouble because of that.


Speaking of Tsar Putin, his Cossacks are initiating....recreating the route of the Soviet invasion of  Poland and Germany in WWII.


They are mixing their metaphors, they’re flying Soviet flags and carrying Stalin’s message but Putin is a Tsar. Confusing.

Germany and Poland remembering the last few times Russian Cossacks came storming through, are they’re not amused, they have both banned them but the Cossacks are still going to try.

Pretty funny.

In the first major speech of her scandal-plagued presidential campaign, Democrat Hillary Clinton explicitly raised the issue of sexual assault on college campuses.

Wait for it….. wait for it……

Thanks to her husband’s actions as president and as the governor of Arkansas, Hillary is no stranger to the sexual assault scourge.

You know, from the supply side of sexual assault. .

The only freude we’re getting these days is schaden.

Since this post is about ladyparts, some feminist poetry about lady parts below the fold.


Elections Have Consequences?

Posted: April 24, 2015 by veeshir in GOP Win!, Notes on the Revolution

So my senator hates me, no, not that one, the other one.

I sent him a letter saying I was very upset he had voted for Lynch and against the rule of law, what made it more egregious was the way the previous Attorney General treated AZ, from Fast and Furious (which is still killing) and the recent immigration BS.

So Flake responds with a bunch of idiocies and this line

  I believe that elections have consequences

No, you don’t think that.

The Dems lost an election bigtime and yet, the GOP is doing exactly what the Dems did.


The GOP’s contempt for me is only slightly less than their disdain.

So we have a Pacific trade deal that’s supposed to help the countries that China’s busy boning.

e Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP). China has so far been excluded from the negotiations between the United States and 11 other countries on the TPP, which is widely viewed as an attempt to counter Beijing’s rising influence in the region.

So what’s my problem? Well, since Obama is involved, you know that whatever is the ostensible purpose, the actual result will be to screw America.

Other Obama administration officials have stated that China could eventually join the TPP. William Craft, deputy assistant secretary of state for economic and business affairs, said in March that, “we’re certainly not doing this as an anti-Chinese thing.”

Remember, the enemy of his enemy (America) is Obama’s friend.

Obama is the type of American president that would be a character in some dystopian book about the end of civilization.

It’s kind of funny that dystopian book will be a history book.

Hi Nee

Posted: April 23, 2015 by veeshir in Fuck Cancer

I don’t write about my problems because you don’t want to hear them, I don’t think they’re your business and I don’t like whiners. This post isn’t really about my problems, it’s about dealing with a good person’s problems.

My mother’s parents came from Italy in the 20s. I always laugh as I think about it. My grandfather, Nono, came in the mid-20s alone and worked to make money to bring my grandmother, Nona. He went back to Italy in 28 or so and got back to America in 1930. It always makes me laugh because I see Nona acting all skeptical as Nono kept saying, “I swear the streets were paved with gold. I swear!”

Nona went into labor as their ship docked and was rushed to a hospital so she never made it to Ellis Island and Aunt Nanette was born in NYC. Nona eventually had 3 more daughters, including my mother.

Her sisters call her “Nee” and always say, “Hi Nee” when they greet her.

For years I noticed that they were all calling her a hiney (butt) when they greeted her, but I waited until I was in my 20s to say, “Hiney” at her and then burst out laughing.

I explained it and she thought it was funny that I had waited to say it. Ever after, while I still call her Aunt Nanette, I always greet her with a “Hiney”.

Aunt Nanette is like Mary Tyler Moore, except not at all assertive or self-confident.

Since she often went to Vegas, even travelling there with a girl-friend in 50s,  I’m gonna assume she was not exactly a nun. She and her friend lived there for a while and came back via New Orleans, good for you Aunt Nanette.

She stayed single her whole life and worked as a secretary at IBM her whole career, I always figure she would have fit right in with the Mad Men crew.

Aunt Nanette was the one who babysat me, or perhaps I babysat her, it was a fine line.

Her sisters (my mother and aunts) could all cook, not so with Aunt Nanette. Her fridge was a sight to behold, a stark, white box with bare bulb lighting a jar of olives and a quart of expired milk. The freezer had ice and a bottle of Smirnoff.

When I was 6 or 7, I was at her apartment and we were having hot dogs for dinner. I put the water on, turned on the burner, dumped in the last few dogs and threw out the package. Aunt Nanette got all agitated, hands shaking, and said, “Don’t do that! That’s where the directions are!”

I’ll never forget my utter shock that she did not know how to boil hot dogs, a skill I had mastered by the time I was 5.

She bought pork chops once when I was closer to 10. I had to call my father to find out how to cook them, I hadn’t cooked pork chops before. You coat them with Gulden’s and then bread crumbs and bake. We had to go buy mustard and bread crumbs, but they were darn good.

Aunt Nanette never forgot a birthday or Christmas, her cards were always on time. I’ve been pretty broke lately so instead of a $50 gift card to Barnes and Noble, she sent me a check for $100 the last two birthdays.

She is the nicest person I know. There is not a mean bone in her body. I’m not saying she’s a saint but that all her sins were against herself. She’s just a truly good person,  of which I’ve met a vanishingly small number in my 52 tears if life.

So the point.

A week ago she had to go the hospital with shortness of breath. They had to drain a quart of fluid from her lungs. She has small cell lung cancer, they gave her 4-6 weeks but my sister told me she was fading faster than that.

She lives in an in-law-apt. attached to my sister’s house. My sister has her own problems and since my last job just ended (tutoring kids who failed the Arizona AIMS test required for HS graduation, they canceled the test), I drove to NY over the weekend to be here with one of my favorite people as she dies.

When I first got here Sunday night, she was in decent shape. She took some meds and stayed in her hospital-type bed, but was still the Aunt Nanette I knew.


She ate her liverwurst sandwiches, drank Pepsi, watched Turner Classic Movies and jonesed for a cig. I think she watched that channel exclusively because every other channel has probably 5 commercials an hour for some cancer society or other and that just bothers her. Aunt Nanette is the master of denial but those commercials force her to face her impending death.

But now, she can’t deny it. She’s so weak it’s a chore to be helped out of bed to the commode we have set up next to the bed. She gets out of breath just chewing a liverwurst sandwich.

Starting yesterday, she freaks out when she’s awake and can’t breathe so we have to keep her doped up on opium and Lorazepan, now she just lays there, asleep looking small with the O2 machine chugging along behind her.

I don’t handle death well, I’ve never seen a dead body not in a casket, I just hope I can be strong enough to make it worse for her.

Bye Nee.

I’ll miss you.










I can’t find my copy of 1984 and I can’t find the quote online, but we meet Tom Parsons later on in the book after Winston and Julia are pinched. He, Tom, is proud of the fact that his kids turned him in to the thought police for supposedly saying “Down with President Obama…….”…..ummm…”Down with Big Brother” in his sleep.

The award goes to…….

Boing Boing

It actually started with something funny. a pic of a cat who demanded it be called a german shephard.

So the LGBTXRQGHADAFFY community did what they do best, get OUTRAGED!!!!!!!

So Boing Boing thanked the mob for exposing their thoughtcrime and then they

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But wait! There’s still more!!!!!!


That’s darn funny. How dare anybody defend the wrong free speech!!!!!!!!!


Is it time to start calling them a “humor” ezine?


Weasel Zippers saw it at the Right Scoop first, they have the complete series. It’s pretty darn funny.

I edited the beginning to try to make it make sense.