Thursday, November 22, 2018

Happy Thanksgiving


















Wishing you plenty of every good thing, and plenty of time to enjoy it today.

Dining will be continuous. Blogging will be non-existent. Shopping will be avoided until December.
Best Wishes.

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

From Comments:




From late last week, which I missed earlier:
Aesop,

My questions/thoughts are fraternal and non-antagonistic; I am assuming that you have thought about these, and I want your take:
1. Foundational: CA, with a significant population, already has some of the most onerous (not NJ but heading there as quick as they can) firearms laws. It has a longer history of more firearm liberty than a place like the aforementioned NJ, where the culture is, in majority, accustomed to "only criminal have guns". The people of CA have generally acquiesced to the ever tightening noose by continuing to elect more and more of the same people who will enact the same and stronger measures.

2. Maryland has already killed a man during a non-due process confiscation. He now has cold, dead, and empty hands. I have seen no widespread outcry.

3. Janet Reno ordered and oversaw mass murder with firearms in juxtaposition, with zero just consequences.

What do you envision as being "the thing" that would cause widespread overt non-compliance?
Dear Anonymous,

1. By the numbers between 60-80% of registered CA voters, don't.
And something approaching 25% of residents here are illegal aliens, and/or children of same.
Knowing that, re-try #1.

2. Cops kill people they shouldn't every working day. I expect if I, or any number of other gun owners, were targeted by such blatant failure of due process, I would die too. But I wouldn't go alone. At that point, I could give a shit about "outcry". But I expect that taking 2 or 5 or 10 of the bastards with me might give them some pause before their next foray, regardless of the media hay made about the situation.

And anyone not doing their level best to make it just as hard for TPTB to enter their domicile in service of such nonsense, just as they make it hard for other criminals, is behind the power curve on this topic.

When "coming to get your guns" = death sentence for the person(s) knocking on the door, they'll stop that silly and unconstitutional shit right quick.

Nothing else will suffice, until we see them prosecuted same day for murder.
Which I'm not holding my breath waiting for, and a pile of dead douchebadges gladdens my heart more than seeing them in stripes anyways, just as seeing them killed while actually enforcing reasonable and just laws saddens it.

The good cops (and they are out there, if you look), will put a halt to this nonsense, on self-preservationist grounds if for no other reason, in short order.

Give them a reason to stop: shoot back. Encourage others to shoot back. Vote to acquit any survivors who shoot back.

If they want to follow actual due process, serve a summons, and present evidence of your alleged unfitness in open court that can be challenged by your lawyers, and force the parties swearing otherwise to be legally and criminally liable for perjury and civil lawsuits, and only afterwards, with a legal verdict to stand on, get a valid warrant, and try to take your freedom and/or your property, go ahead on with that. They don't have that many judges and court houses in the entire country to do that if they did nothing else forever. I don't want crazy people to have firearms. But we have some five to ten centuries of jurisprudence on this topic as to how you go about establishing that, and instant revocation of your constitutionally protected and pre-existing natural law right to self-defense is no part of that, nor ever could be.

Trying to short-cut the months-long wait for trial, that would soon become decades, and the fact that they'd lose 95% of the cases outright within minutes, is why they're trying this.

And for pity's sake, stash more guns somewhere they can't find. If they were to get a few, and you have twenty more, the second trip for them isn't going to go like the first one for them, is it?

You want to legally but unlawfully take my weapons?
Bring friends.
Say goodbye to them before you try it.
Some of them won't be going home at the end of their shift, for something you know you shouldn't be doing in the first place.

3. The Clintons and their Korrupt Klown Posse were in charge for that, including the Congress. At a time when the average person's view about how jaded the DoJ and Far Beyond Insanity are was much rosier. (The BATFE, conversely, has always been known as a bunch of cowardly chickenshit gloryhounding assholes, so no one was surprised at all at their initial raid, nor their response under fire when folks shot back. The mistake, AFAIK, was allowing them to police up their dead and wounded without slaughtering all that could be seen.) In short, 1993 was nearly 25 years ago, in a different America.

And last I looked, there's no statute of limitations for murder in TX, is there?

So, the bigger question is, when will Texas officials indict the ATF and FBI agents there for murder, and prosecute every damned last one of them?

And if even Texas won't do that, what do you think the odds are in the rest of America?

Non-compliance is a continuum. CA and several other states have experienced a 98% non-compliance rate when they banned misnamed "assault" weapons the first time. Two subsequent attempts have only caused sales of loophole guns to skyrocket here.
So, when legal AR-15s outnumber police employees in this state by about 5:1, how far do you think the state will have to take things before they get a faceful of non-compliance?

My guess is when they come to the front porch and knock on the door, which is why they, in every state with such laws, won't do it. Ever. It would be a suicide mission.

They have done the math on 600M guns, and less than 2 million LEOs, and realize that even at 1% active non-compliance, and doing ten raids a day, they're out of cops in about an hour or two.

And then, the folks left behind will probably go hunting, down around city hall, and at the state house. With no officers left to protect them, that devolves rapidly into the day Mussolini or Qaddafi got fired, in about a heartbeat.

Note the inherent civility of Italians: they not only killed their dictator,
 his mistress, and his minions, they actually labeled the corpses
for the benefit of bystanders in the deeper rows of spectators.



















In short, you can pull stupid shit off onesie-twosie, even here. Both sides regard a few dead citizens, or a few dead cops, as the cost of doing business.
You try doing ten or twenty at a time, and by 50 or 60, your odds of ever getting home drop to single digit percentages.

It's identical with the difference in baseball between one chin-ball, and throwing every ball at the opposing batters' heads. The benches empty on about pitch two or three. And sometimes, they bring bats with them.


And when bats become rifles, no one wants to play the game any more.
And every chief in every department, including NYFC, knows this in their bones.
And reminds their nominal government supervisors, every time they're asked.

The day they start coming for people, they'll do it after Last Rites in the parking lot, and wearing Rising Sun headbands, because they're not ever coming back.

So, functionally, it's never happening.

What'll tip things off won't be that sort of thing. Things cops know will get them killed, are the sorts of things mouthy "public servants" happily and cheerfully yap about out loud, as though they live in a magically impervious bubble, and no one would ever decide snuffing the candle was worth the burn.

That's going to cost them, because the politician species gets dumber by the day, while the populace grows better armed.

Just as war is far too important a business to leave to generals, politics is far too important to leave in the hands of politicians.

But Darwin is going to cull the worst of them, as happens in societies on a scale between decades and centuries. But inexorably, it happens.

Currently, we're overdue, and only the mass killing of the stupid people holds any hope of upping the mean IQ.

It's approaching time to Make Stupid Hurt Again.

What will be the actual match?
No effing idea here.

But I can assure you we're in a roomful of fused dynamite and aviation gas, and we have 500+ idiots flicking their Zippos.

Rhetorical Mastery: Genius Level

h/t Thomas Wispered
























Twelve word perfection, right there.

Sunday, November 18, 2018

Stalin Would Be Proud

h/t Gateway Pundit














"It doesn't matter who votes. It matter who counts the votes." - Josef Stalin

Story.

Banana: meet republic.

The Democrats are doing this sort of pissing-in-your-face obvious fraud in plain sight, and they're not even shy about it.
And no one even looks shocked any more.
And the invertebrate GOP is nowhere to be found.

I have no further words.
Except: Challenge accepted.
It's on, bitchez.

You wanted Venezuela.
You're going to get Yugoslavia.




Saturday, November 17, 2018

Mafz: Still Hard, Bro















Some sorry-ass tropes need taking out for a good beating with a lead pipe.
Here are four overdue for another thumping into toothless oblivion.

"CA and NFY run the country."
"TINVOWOOT."
"The Constitooshun is a dead letter."
"Trump is a fraud."



















CA has nearly 40M people, NYFS has about 20M.
NYC has only about 8.5M people.

And for reference, both states combined had about 10M Democrat votes in 2016 (2018 was even less than that), barely 15% of the vote total for Shrillary, and fewer than 8% of the total votes cast, despite being home to 20% of the US population. IOW, CA and NY are under-represented in voting tallies. So much for that meme.

As Casey Stengel used to say, “You could look it up.”

You can have your own opinions, but not your own facts.

Uncomfortable Reality #1 is that another 50M of your friends and neighbors in Flyover Fucktardia nearly elected Felonia von Pantsuit to the presidency. (Don't like it? Tough shit. Own it.)
The illegals voting hereabouts in Califrutopia merely provided the margin of the totally irrelevant popular victory, while adding nothing to the electoral trouncing she actually got. Thanks for playing, and we have some lovely parting gifts for you.

Uncomfortable Reality #2 is that we can and did “vote our way out of this”, even by such a relative squeaker of fate, with a fractional and abysmal turnout, and as lackluster as the subsequent results have been. TINVOWOOT becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy only for people who insist on floating over the falls in a raft, and throwing the paddles overboard. The actual problem is not that TINVOWOOT, but that electing RINOs doesn’t get you anything more than voting for outright Ds.
WTF, didn’t you people pay attention to GHWB, Dole, Dubbya, McCrazy, and Romney? WTF is this still news to anyone??
And sitting at home with your head up your ass never wins elections.
(File that under : Duh!)

Uncomfortable Reality #3 is that that pesky old “worthless” Constitution, those idiot Founding Fathers, and their prescient wisdom, saved our collective asses yet again, but no one has the wit to note the obvious on that point. Sorry if anyone’s dogma got run over by reality’s karma. The yappy little mutt had it coming.

Uncomfortable Reality #4 is that unless a lot of jackholes who sit around the one day out of 1461 that it matters pull their tiny heads out of their fat asses, I would not expect a similar electoral miracle in 2020. (If they do wake the hell up, and concurrently send about 50 more small-g government Republicans to the Congress in 2020, instead of more big-government D-lite RINOs, along with re-electing Trump, and we start imprisoning people federally for election-stealing among other high crimes, we can talk. I’m not holding my breath.)

You have about 700 days to deal with what happens after that, assuming the likelier outcome.

Choose wisely.
Best Wishes.

And mind the molars scattered on the pavement.

Friday, November 16, 2018

Just Working A Lot


















Upside: Working a lot.
Downside: Working a Lot.

As we watch the progtards steal one senate race, and work on making it two, it's not the dead Democrat voters that are the problem, nor even the hordes of illegal ones. It's the imaginary ones being manufactured out of whole cloth, as soon as they see how many votes they need to change the tally, and then not-so-magically produce those votes out of thin air two, three, five, ten days after the polls close.

So you can imagine what 2020 is going to look like.

And if they do this to POTUS then, and hold the coup at the vote counting stations, if that doesn't start open civil war, then Srsly:
What's left for anyone to fight for?
Why bother?

If you'll watch them steal your country, eyes glazed over and mouths agape, you may as well just change parties, and get ready for the non-stop rogering of the nation from then on out, because it only gets worse for you demographically after that.

The only way to get them out of power at that point is going to be by voting out of the barrels of guns. (Why is it, d'ya suppose, that despite that tack getting them kicked out of congress in 1994, the first thing they chose to go for this time, before Alzheimer's Nan even gets the Speaker's gavel, is draconian gun bans? Didja figure that was a coincidence? They're planning on disarming you, and then Marxism and boxcars, just like everywhere else, every time they take power, since 1918. We're Venezuela, two years before Chavez, right this minute.)

And everyone's just watching the train wreck unfold in slow-mo. And gawking.

Look to your last stand location, your pantry, and your ammo pile.
You'll have need of them all, and sooner rather than later.

The other side won't a take "No" for an answer, and as you're seeing day to day now, if they lose, they'll cheat their way to a win, and act like they won in a landslide.

And you'll do...what, exactly?

The pic above is the answer:
"We keep you alive to serve this ship. Row well, and live."
Plan B?










FL and AZ are just sitting there, at a time when it should have been torches and pitchforks, a week ago. Put all the lipstick on that pig you like, and best wishes with that plan.

Next time, it'll be TX and ten other states.

Tempus fugit.

Monday, November 12, 2018

I'm Here, At This Point

























Go read this spot-on rant today at Gun Free Zone .
"I don’t want to divide up the country.  I don’t want to occupy New York City or San Francisco.  I just want to take the minority of outraged Radicals and build a monument to freedom with their skulls."
If someone posted that next Wednesday at noon was National Housecleaning Day, and gunfire broke out at that point within earshot, I can't tell you I wouldn't join in the festivities.

I can tell you that for anyone who joined in, everything after the first shot is essentially free, (you can only hang a man once, after all) and the things that would stop anyone at that point would be only their own death, a lack of ammunition, or a dearth of further targets, and nothing less.

With CA, AZ, GA, and FL, we're watching Democrat BAMN tactics subvert multiple federal and state elections, openly, brazenly, and entirely free of any sort of fear of consequences or repercussions.


They aren't even bothering to try and hide it. h/t Xenophilic blog























At that point, this is no longer even a country, just a banana republic, and the answer to that is lead travelling at muzzle velocity, not only philosophically to a moral certitude, but every time things devolve to that point in world history to date.

The Democrat Party is willing to burn America down in order to steal it, and they are now the open enemy of the state and the people, and they're going to get their reply ballistically, not rhetorically. Once you're kissed in the forehead that way, there is no further reply. Nature is brilliantly subtle like that.

Nothing less will suffice any longer, unless I read tomorrow that entire counties of their operatives have been rounded up in mass arrests for federal prosecution for election tampering, and are being tried in batches at the local stadium.

The only open question now is timing.

I'm not telling anybody to open that party, but I'm telling you that party's getting opened, and once the genie's out of the bottle, all bets about how long, how widespread, and how bloody are rampant speculation based more on hope than reality.

We had a country.

One side has consistently refused to live under the rules of that country.

They are about to reap the consequences of that course of action, in a Darwin Award-winning manner, and it's liable to be the Third Punic War for them, their families, and anyone carrying water for them, before the dust settles, whether it happens in dribs and drabs, or all at once from coast to coast.

But the match and the fuse are about to have a fateful meeting.

---

Before we get there, though, TLDavis has a suggestion.

My thoughts on that:

Before we get to “massive social unrest”, what does it take for people to start dropping wrenches in the gears of everyday life?

Think about it:

How many stop lights a day can crews replace?
What happens to traffic when all the ones within two miles of Douchebag Central get shot out, one at a time, and every intersection in all directions is now a 4-way stop?

How many suspicious packages can the Bomb Squad handle simultaneously?
What about if left on major arteries into downtown?
At rush hour?
What happens if one of them goes off first, to show they’re not all just for looks?

What if a few barrels of chemicals and hazmat get spilled, “accidentally”?
On major highways? Or at bridges and tunnels and other natural chokepoints?

What happens when some thoughtful souls all decide to shove 5# of rags into every toilet in a public building?
Or just dump a coffee can or two of Readycrete there?
Or, both?
And pull the fire alarms on their way out?

And then do the same thing at the local university?
What happens when you dump 10K college kids out of classes all at once?

Who do you call when persons unknown shoot a length of wire across all the high tension power lines a block away in each direction?
Or saws through the poles an inch a day, until one day a gust of wind kicks up, and fate takes a hand?
What happens when all the locks are epoxied closed on a long weekend?
At the Welfare Office?
You’re going to protect every public building, everywhere, 24/7/365/forevermore?

How many pounds of Bondo and limburger cheese or expanding foam does it take to kill an ATM?
What happens when you hit every ATM for miles?
What if you do the same thing to city parking meters?

How hard is it to jark a card key reader so no one can get into the parking lot?
Or disable the swing arm gates?

What happens when people start dropping tire-killing caltrops around whenever the mood strikes?
What if they were painted black, and left at the driveways to the police stations?
Or the city maintenance vehicle yards?

What if people started setting up random sandbag and cone “detours” around town, just to f**k with traffic flow?

We haven’t even gotten to the WWII resistance tactics of screwing with signs, street addresses, etc.

So when everything comes to a halt, and the Krooked Korruptocrats can’t even get to work, and don’t have time to steal an election, and the city or cities in question are in total chaos, and you have no one to arrest, or investigate, or question, and there hasn’t been a single casualty, or a single bullet fired, then what?

What happens when Phase II becomes taking the pain to private enterprise?
Especially those corporate entities that have funded the Communists and TPTB?
And the NGOs and “community organization” douchenozzles trying to replace you demographically?

And nobody’s had to wait for “massive social unrest”.

In fact, they’ve instigated it.

And you haven’t blown up the power lines into the whole city.
Just the ones going to City Hall.
Or the Vote Stealing Office.
Or the Welfare Desk.

Civilization is a fragile thing.
The myriad and multitudinous ways it can be screwed with make any defense recockulously impossible.
That sword cuts both ways.

Ponder what happens if you let the bastards know that burning up the social contract has consequences in both directions.
Just that.
They’ll get the message.
Via megaphone.

And long before we get to blood in the streets, and at no cost to your economic livelihood.

Snipers are always more economical than artillery or carpet-bombing.

Just A Coincidence, I'm Sure

h/t CMBlake's blog



















On the left, where the illegal aliens live.
On the right, the blue areas on the electoral map.
Almost 100% correlation.
But illegals don't vote. We know this, because the Democrat Party press corps totally independent media tells us it's so, after reading studies from the Usual Communist Indoctrination Centers college and university social science departments filled with frothing rabid Leftard Kool-Aid slurpers unbiased academic bastions of truthiness.

Sheer coincidence? Not bloody likely.
This is why Voter ID laws are like crucifixes to Democrats, and why a Wall is the end of the Democrat Party in 30 years.

Gypsies use crystal balls to read the future.
Folks with common sense just open their eyes.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

A Hundred Years On





An appropriate air:

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Happy Birthday


















243 years of tradition, unbroken by common sense, yet you can still count on them to be playing in the blood of America's enemies when the smoke clears.

















When you look for another service where an 80-year old who retired 30 years ago gets his Medal of Honor, still fits his dress blues, and looks like he could still be on active duty, but don't find one anywhere else, you'll know what they mean about "Once A Marine, Always A Marine."

Brother, Can You Spare A Dime?

h/t WRSA


Gerard VanderLuen, on no few occasions, has kindly picked up and repeated my scribblings here on his own blog over the past few years, for which kindness I am grateful.

He is now currently a refugee in his 104-year-old mother's apartment, having lost house, home, and all his worldly goods and chattels in one of the CA wildfires near Chico, about 600 miles closer to Oregon than we are here. He got out with his car, a cat, and the clothes on his back, and that's about it.

He is one of the good guys, and in his current situation, I imagine anything you could send to his tip jar would be far more of a boon to him now that whatever it costs you.

Consider what you might be able to do, and help a brother out.

h/t Daily Timewaster
Video of people in Paradise evacuating with no notice:

Thursday, November 8, 2018

Color Me Shocked



Two days after the polls have closed, Democratic election officials in AZ and FL have "suddenly discovered" thousands of uncounted ballots, putting their candidates in both states over the finish line.

Like they've tried every time since 1960, when the Daley Chicago Democrat crime syndicate "elected" JFK.

It's not the obviousness of the tactic that annoys, it's the brazen stupidity of doing it again and again and again, and the fecklessness of the GOP in rolling over for it.

There is a simple solution: Bitch McConjob and the GOP caucus in the Senate votes to not accept the results of either election, as inherently tainted and suspect, refuse to seat either nominal electee, and force both states to do the whole thing all over again, with the original cast, and a cast of tens of thousands of lawyers from both sides watching the entire process, top to bottom, including purple thumbprints if necessary.

Otherwise this horseshit will continue endlessly, and doubtless next week ChuckU Schumer, Dianne Fineswine, and Kamala Hairass will "discover" extra US senators formerly living under the Capitol stairs, and declare that the vote on Kavanaugh was actually 67-51 to deny, and they'll do it with straight faces.

Wait, What...?

h/t Theo Spark

1023/1024ths Hilarious

h/t The Right Way
 



My response:

Just Saying...

























If the Dumbocrats do another Blue Wave in 2020 like the one they did Tuesday, the GOP locks down 60 Senate seats, and Pres. Trump's next SCOTUS picks are from a pool composed of Andrew Napolitano, Jeanine Pirro, Rudy Giuliani, Trey Gowdy, and Ann Coulter.

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Trump 1, Acosta 0: Oh, And You're Fired!




















Video links: Everywhere! Here's SeeBSSnooze' version: the key interaction is from about 34:20-37:00.

It's clear from that video that all personal contact was instigated by Acosta, including "chopping" the intern's arm away from him. In 50 states, four U.S. territories, and the District of Columbia, that constitutes misdemeanor battery on Acosta's part, BTW. As this was on federal property and the victim was a federal employee, Acosta should have been arrested by Secret Service uniformed police officers, and still ought to be, so he can explain himself and his actions to a judge and jury in federal court, after they watch the video. And CNN owes women nationwide a full apology for Acosta's casual battery. Gloria Allred gets a whiff of this case, and CNN just paid for that intern's entire graduate schooling, minimum.

When a paid shit-slinging shill for the DNC Communist Party-USA tries to stand toe-to-toe with POTUS, it's like the final battle in Highlander : "there can be only one".

Trump still comes and goes at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue; Acosta has been kicked the f**k out of the building indefinitely. About damned time.


And if the gibbering baboon free-for-alls that have characterized daily press conferences don't turn around, he won't be the last one given the bum's rush to the gates. The next such incident is even odds for getting the Press Briefing Room moved permanently across the street to the OEOB, and getting the current room turned back into an indoor swimming pool.

(Personally, I'd do both, and start using the pool to drown reporters, but I'm sentimental like that. "Press Pool" would take on a whole new meaning in the lexicon, and return a healthy amount of decorum back to the monkey circus they've become.)

Important tip for low-IQ J-school grads (but I repeat myself): when POTUS comes around the podium in his house and nearly sorts out your rude assholery on national news, under the rules of Marcus from Queens rather than Marquess of Queensbury rules, you've stepped on your dick with golf cleats, and your next job will be far, far away from the bright lights of D.C. (Note Pres. Trump coming out from behind the podium at 36:07 on that CBS video, and how fast after that point Acosta lets go of the mic and sits his ass down.)

Acosta could prostrate himself on national TV and grovel, and he's still not getting back to the WH beat this side of 2025. 

McCaskill, Donnelly, Heitkamp, Sessions, and Acosta fired within 24 hours?
Pelosi, Waters, Cummings, Schiff, and rookie Guevara-Castro given national microphones 24/7/365 for the next two years?

This is like Christmas in November!

And thus openeth the political campaign to re-elect DJT in 2020.

Bitch-slapping CNN out of the starting gate jumps him to a commanding 20-point lead before the sun even went down on Day One.




{J-school Master's symposium: With a couple of one-liners and a wave of his hand, Pres. Trump flipped the news cycle from endless cock-a-doodle-dooing about the Communists flipping the House, to whether or not most of America thinks the media are a bunch of jackasses. No points for guessing where the crowd lines up on that question. Old School Jedi master at work, right there.}

Bozo Bewhore Strikes Again

Dear Anti-American Broadspewing Company (and your parent corp., the dopes at Mauschwitz),
This is what happens when you hire low-70s IQ morons to host a show about a coven of bitchy frunts and their kooky bloviations on things far beyond their grasp:


Dowd was incredibly soft on Bozo's gaffe, but you can tell that even after being corrected, she had no idea in her entire vacuous head why Republicans winning Senate seats isn't due to gerrymandering, which Bewhore couldn't spell, let alone explain.

For anyone similarly confused: the Senate boundaries were set when those states were admitted to the Union. Unlike House races, the districts cannot be gerrymandered, ever. Because cleverly, everybody in the entire state votes for their senators, ever since the XVIIth Amendment clusterfornicated up the original workings, as the second of four cornerstone Progressive demolitions of the republic.

As Casey Stengel was fond of telling jackholes, "You could look it up."

Me?
I'm wondering why Bozo is wearing those Intelligent Person Glasses, as if she was ever literate enough to read.

Crystal Ball Score: 2-0 Today




First jettisoning Sessions, and unfortunately now, this little happy report.
From a tip in Comments (thanks, A Texan):
(WaPoo) Centers for Disease Control and Prevention Director Robert Redfield said Monday that the Ebola outbreak in conflict-ridden Congo has become so serious that international public health experts need to consider the possibility that it cannot be brought under control and instead will become entrenched.
If that happened, it would be the first time since the deadly viral disease was first identified in 1976 that an Ebola outbreak led to the persistent presence of the disease. In all previous outbreaks, most of which took place in remote areas, the disease was contained before it spread widely. The current outbreak is entering its fourth month, with nearly 300 cases, including 186 deaths.
If Ebola becomes endemic in substantial areas of North Kivu province, in northeastern Congo, “this will mean that we’ve lost the ability to trace contacts, stop transmission chains and contain the outbreak,” said Tom Inglesby, director of the Johns Hopkins Center for Health Security, which hosted the briefing on Capitol Hill that featured the Ebola discussion with Redfield. 
In that scenario, there would be a sustained and unpredictable spread of the deadly virus, with major implications for travel and trade, he said, noting that there are 6 million people in North Kivu. By comparison, the entire population of Liberia, one of the hardest-hit countries during the West Africa Ebola epidemic of 2014-2016, is about 4.8 million.
The outbreak is taking place in a part of Congo that is an active war zone. Dozens of armed militias operate in the area, attacking government outposts and civilians, complicating the work of Ebola response teams and putting their security at risk. Violence has escalated in recent weeks, severely hampering the response. The daily rate of new Ebola cases more than doubled in early October. In addition, there is community resistance and deep mistrust of the government.
Some sick people have refused to go to treatment centers, health-care workers are still being infected, and some people are dying of Ebola or spreading the virus to new areas. An estimated 60 to 80 percent of new confirmed cases have no known epidemiological link to prior cases, making it very difficult for responders to track cases and stop transmission. In late August, the United States withdrew some of the CDC’s most seasoned Ebola experts who had been stationed in Beni, the province’s urban epicenter, because of security risks.
Hate to say "I told you so", but...

We continue to pay periodic attention to this, but with this announcement, they're laying the groundwork for when this metastasizes to the next level, gets to a major population center, and then jumps an international flight, and it becomes 2014 all over again.

And if you're playing the home game, we're currently at Level 8 (moving to 9) out of 34 on the Global Apocalypse Scale. Small potatoes, IOW. Until it's not.
Logarithmic growth will sneak up on you that way.

DLTDHYITAOYWO!



(MORDOR ON THE POTOMAC) Embattled Attorney General Jeff Sessions resigned at the "request" of President Donald Trump on Wednesday after more than a year of public criticism from the president.
Sessions's chief of staff Matthew Whitaker will serve as acting attorney general, Trump announced.
Whitaker also will assume oversight of the ongoing investigation by special counsel Robert Mueller into Russian interference in the 2016 presidential election, and possible collusion by Trump's campaign in that meddling, according to the Justice Department.
Whitaker, who has publicly criticized the Mueller investigation, by law can serve as acting AG for a maximum of 210 days.
Whitaker will have the power to fire Mueller "for cause" as outlined under rules governing the special counsel's office, if such cause is found.

Let me translate Sessions' resignation announcement into English:

"Since I've delayed and obstructed any serious swamp draining as much as I can, it's time to get out before they break the doors down and throw me out an upper floor window." 
So long, you goofy-looking waste of skin and oxygen thief.

And Meuller?















The smart money has Shrillary up to a fifth of vodka a day from here on out.

Long Overdue















(Gateway Pundit) Jeff Sessions is not on the up and up.  He’s not genuine. His actions to date show it. 
There’s no evidence that he’s holding back and ready to surprise us all with some clandestine legal proceedings aimed at Obama, Clinton and the Deep State.  He’s not showing that he is a man of integrity – if he was he’d have stopped crooks Rosenstein and Mueller long ago.
Sessions has allowed this Deep State coup to go on for two years against an innocent President.
He has refused to prosecute the real lawbreakers in the Obama regime.

Now that the midterm elections are over, President Trump must fire Jeff Sessions today and put Rod Rosenstein on house arrest.

Hey, from GP's lips to God's ears.

As Lincoln said to McClellan about the Union Army, "If Sessions isn't going to use the Justice Department, I should like to borrow it for a bit."

Rosenswine, Comey, Meuller, Brennan, and Clapper, together with two to three tiers of their underlings and minions, should all be under federal indictment for what they did criminally between 2015 and now, and there's a serious case for going after Shrillary and the entire Clinton crime family syndicate, as well as Lynch, Holder, and even godfather-in-chief Obozo himself.

Today's Biggest Loser

























Well done, Quisling. Couldn't run your own caucus with the Speaker's gavel and a 23 seat lead. Couldn't kill Obamacare even after 8 attempts, couldn't fund the border wall, couldn't help bloating the budget, growing the deficit, and couldn't stop f**king over the Republican base or backstabbing the President at every opportunity, then bolted for the door when the chickens were going to come home to roost. (Joined betimes by a basket of fellow GOPe RINOs who could smell the change in the political wind.)

This is the one man in America who should be hounded and cat-called and annoyed at every restaurant he dines at forever, until he dies, or gets ahold of a gun and one bullet, and does the honorable thing.

The difference between Pelosi and Ryan is than Pelosi at least can blame dementia and Alzheimer's for not knowing what the fuck she's doing or saying.

Ryan is just a straight-up douchecanoe and all-around backstabbing one-man walking clusterf**k.

I'm hoping when he returns home, there's a crowd waiting to greet him with ceremonial rotten eggs to kick off his return to ignominy, opprobrium, scorn, derision, and a well-deserved anonymity, hopefully followed by retirement to a secluded cave in the northern wilderness, muttering to himself until he's fortuitously eaten by wolves. (I will donate the pork chop necklace to that endeavor, if he'll agree to such a well-earned self-exile.)

When the country needed solid leadership, we got this political Gilligan, and now we have to suffer under screw-loose Pelosi, and the reign of totally unhinged frothing-rabid moonbats chairing every House committee in Congress for the next two years.

That's a hell of a legacy, Quisling.
If there's ever been a worse example of Speaker of the House, I can't think of who it could be, although your immediate successor is looking to outdo you, if that's even possible.

Do the country a favor: announce publicly you have the goods on Shrillary and Bill, and face your imminent suicide by three bullets to the head like a man. If only for the sheer novelty.

And when you die, die happy, knowing that your smiling face will grace the political dictionary photo entry for shitshow, for at least the next 50 years.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

In-Flight Cat-tastrophe

Old (from 2015) but just popped up on my YouTube feed list...


I'm thinking zip-tying a few ounces of metal cat-proof hardware cloth are in order to cover the wing voids.

And poor Fluffy thought he'd found a nice, warm dry place to catch some diffused rays, until things got noisy.

But now you know why the wing smells like cat pee.

Polling Update



Went midday, to avoid the opening and evening rush. In a precinct where normally I'm number 200-something out of a little more than a thousand voters, my number was over 600. I got the only open station (no line ahead of me), but there were five people behind me by the time I'd signed in, and all stations filled. In the afternoon after-lunch bunch.

Whatever else happens, low turnout is not going to be a problem this election, at least in my precinct.

Me Today...






































I'm liable to be offline all day, until the polls start closing.

I don't drink, but metaphorically, it's either going to be a champagne mood or corn liquor mood within a few hours after that.

Monday, November 5, 2018

A Final Reminder For Election Day

























Rule One.

Remember Rule One. Or suffer under One Rule.
Your choice. And a lifetime to enjoy it. Or repent of it.

Incoming!

h/t Kenny

Saturday, November 3, 2018

Saturday Puttering




















GAF Meter still on the left peg. The Evil Party has pretty much expended everything they had, and achieved nothing. Whether the Stupid Party can manage to squeeze out defeat from the jaws of victory is an open question. Tuesday evening should be epic, either way. I don't think we will have business as usual, no matter what happens.

1) Fall fell, right on time, like it does here, the morning after Halloween.
Fans to storage, space heater out and cleaned off.
Still t-shirt and shorts weather in the daytime, but breezy and cool at dusk, and chilly late at night.
And I'm a night owl, by decades of trade and predilection.

2) Cleaning here at Castle Anthrax is Spring and Fall, not just Spring.
Fresh batteries in the smoke and CO detectors, fresh chemlights over the doors, change out the go bag clothes and update the supplies that need it, inventory the stores on hand, and make note of what needs stocking up for the rest of the year.
I'm big on canned goods, both individual serving-type, as well as #10, and green ammo-.

3) Long-term project: Camp Snoopy, has hit a snag, as one of the desperately short-staffed ERs I work at has decided they're not that desperately short-staffed after all. (They are, but jettisoning my contract saves them more than firing two regular full-time staffers, for zero costs. Other than being short every night from now until New Year's, but budgets have to be met. They'll come crying back on Jan. 1st, like they do.) This is why I take Spring contracts, and prefer to pass on ones in the Fall. They'll do last-minute number crunching, then decide to do exactly what they did.

4) The Tank needs some minor engine work, but it can wait until paychecks get predictable again.

5) A solar project and a better genny can wait a bit too, and it doesn't look like I'll be nailing down that HAM license before 12/31. There's always next year, and food and monthly bills take priority over a ticket.

6) Baby Brother seems to have finally unloaded the 1903A3 I'd left on consignment, so Christmas shopping should be more fun.
I have the needs taken care of in the toy safe, so I may indulge a want or three.
Or turn The Tank, which formerly hauled my mini-ER to TV and movie gigs, and a sand buggy, into a dedicated homebuilt RV. Nothing fancy, just something in the bed I can overnight in, wherever and whenever the necessity strikes. It would be nice to have an off-the-ground mattress available rather than choose between either a sleeping bag on the ground, or relying on the local innkeepers'.

If I had the final relocation plan fully in place, this would be the time I spent cutting wood, churning the last of the garden into compost for next year, and setting aside a hog and a couple of sides of beef for the year.

That day cannot come soon enough. When Orange Man goes away, or the economy finally craps the bed, like it will, things are going to get medieval. I'd much rather be behind twenty acres and a berm at that point, than stacking sandbags in town.

Friday, November 2, 2018

The Early Years

h/t Kenny


She's gonna get her letter in the first draft.
Heaven help you all when she learns how to control flying monkeys.

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Well, That Explains It



The tank is empty, and the forecast is for more of the same, at least for the time being.

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Just Kidding

Here's your jack o'lanterns:










Boo!






You were going to get carved jack-o-lanterns, but it wasn't scary enough, so I went with witches instead.

Sorry about your lunch, but a little baking soda and seltzer water should get most of that out without needing dry cleaning.

"The horror. The horror..."
 
Because in fall, the dead arise and prank the living, and frightful undead creatures shriek at and torment innocent bystanders.

For Republicans, that's called Halloween.
For Democrats, it's called Election Day.

Happy Halloween.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Target: Leftards In The Open; Round: Sabo?


















According to Gateway Pundit, these signs have popped up all over L.A.
They said "street artists" were responsible.

If this isn't Sabo, it's his spiritual minions.

Whoever is responsible: Excellent work, folks.