Monday, January 31, 2022

Dr. Johnny Fever Signs Off: R.I.P. Howard Hesseman


"So long, fellow babies. The Doctor is out...Way Out. Oh, and I almost forgot...BOOGER!"

Nice guy, 50-year career as a consistently working actor (which alone put him ahead of 90% of the barristas, waiters, and valets in Tinseltown), and generally inoffensive fellow whose politics you generally never knew and seldom heard about (which puts him ahead of 99% of the other working actors in Tinseltown). Dead of surgical complications, a month short of his 82nd birthday.

Best known for his role on WKRP In Cincinatti, but also Head Of The Class, and yet another 20-year "overnight" success (you can catch him in episodes of The Andy Griffith Show, DragnetThe Rockford FilesThe Bob Newhart Show). Never going to get an Oscar, nor even likely an Emmy (nominated, but no luck there), but fun and funny to watch, and a good memory from happier times. Even worked as a real DJ on a Frisco underground station to prepare for his role on WKRP. Survived by his wife of 33 years. And millions of saddened fans.

Sunday, January 30, 2022

Sunday Music: Convoy


I've had this CB-cheesey one-hit novelty song from '75 kicking around my own Awesome Mix for a couple of years, and was wondering if I'd ever post it in this category, but damned if it isn't current events*, again, at least in Ottawagrad, and possibly soon to the District of Criminals, so I had it teed up to go up today since Tuesday. Rock on, Canadian truckers. Freedom, baby. "Cuz I didn't have a doggone dime."


Friday, January 28, 2022

Just Killing Off A Few Idle Hours Here...


More terribly bored than terribly busy. Happy, healthy, solvent, productive, and alive is something little of the world has all at once for any length of time, and are blessings worth recounting daily.

Doing some busywork. Loose ends. etc. My Amazon queue is down to a manageable level; what's left is the pricey stuff, so I'll be knocking those things off more like one item at a time.

When I have the chance, I've got a selfie, sort of, to post, that took a while to track down. (And to prove I was internet-famous before there was even an internet. No, really.)

Otherwise, things are mostly SSDD. Working on tying off some debt obligations, so I can focus entirely on Camp Snoopy. Retirement (if the world lives that long) is a good ways off yet, but still coming on relentlessly, and the minute I can punch out and retire to a garden and a library (literally behind my own moat and drawbridge - no, I'm serious - with treehouse and pirate ship optional, but highly likely as well) I'll leave skidmarks from Big Surburbopolis, which stretches unbroken from San Clemente to Oxnard, but very broken by any sane sociopolitical measurement.

It will doubtless astonish those unfamiliar with the region to find that there are many places still within the Golden State that are far from most of the notice or predations of the nanny government, if you know where to look, and how to mind your own business.

I've even worked out how to live in my library, which by no small coincidence will look nearly exactly like this, to the extent it lies within my power to make it so:

And sound like this on a dark and stormy night...

Though with rather fewer candles, and no untidy papers strewn about the floor, but otherwise, yes, just so.

Sorry about the temporary lack of inspiration for free ice cream, but I'm sure you all can entertain yourselves in the interim, assuming you've already provisioned yourselves for the Zimbabwean inflation nightmare towards which our society continues to slouch, and but one of many ways the current banana republic seems designed to reduce us all to absolute serfdom.

Wednesday, January 26, 2022

Sleeping Your Way To The Middle

"Is there still some on my chin...?"


Economics 101: Inflation


As related in ongoing conversations at SiG's blog , and Zero's, and multiple observations at bikini graphologist par excellence Wilder's blog, times beyond counting, far too many Americans understand Jack and Shit about how inflation affects everything they think they know about economics.

For those who need it, a simple refresher trendline graph:

This is also the trendline of space shuttle landing
glidepaths. Until we get to Columbia's last attempt.

How accurate is that graphic? I made it. It's dead-on, balls accurate.

At every point? No. It's a trendline, so only at the four points that matter:

1932, 1969, 1978, and five minutes ago.

In 1932, the US standard and NY open market price for an ounce of gold was $20.67.

It was largely unchanged (except for a decade-plus hiccup of post-Civil War inflation) from 1837-1933. (It was barely less than that, at around $19.39/oz, for another half century prior to that.)

By 1969, gold was selling for double that 20.67/oz price, meaning a dollar was worth half its former value.

By 1978, the dollar was worth 10¢ and less, when gold climbed above $206.70/oz.

In 2022, with the NY spot price at $1850/oz, a dollar is worth exactly 1.117¢ents. i.e. $0.011117 dollars.

(On the .Gov's graph at SiG's post, FedGov spokesholes are caught trying to bullshit the value of the dollar currently at being 5¢. 

They're off by 500%, and it hasn't been worth a nickel in actual terms since 2004. Government liars? Color me shocked.)

From 1932 to present, decoupled from actual gold backing, the Fed has stolen 98.9 cents on every dollar via inflation, by printing literal trillions of dollars of fiatbux, backed by nothing but love and kisses. The dollar bill in your pocket is worth less than its actual cost in ink, paper, and printing press energy to make. It's finely-engraved toilet paper.

Inflation of US dollars, over 90 years' time, stands at 8950%. It's at 918% since just 1970.

The prices for things you see rising are what happens over time, as other people and  countries realize they've been getting Monopoly money.

This has been done in Rome, England, the Confederate States, Weimar, Zimbabwe, and Venezuela, among many other examples.

The results of such fiscal policy aren't outliers, they're the template for what happens when a country debases the coinage. Every. Single. Time.

Fiatbux dollars (nor pounds, marks, francs, yen, or pesos) are not money.

Money stores value. Those instruments are, and have been for all your lives, nothing but currency, not money. They are currently traded and accepted in lieu of money (hence the name).

Precious metals (gold, silver) are money.

1) Gold doesn't really go up; an oz of gold is a constant. Only fiatbux move .
2) These are trendlines, not annual price points.
See the actual annual averages for yourself: historical gold price

If you don't have any of either, you don't have money.

So FFS, stop thinking a 401K is money, or a stack of hundreds, or (ye Gods and little fishes) that Social Security or your pension from Spacely Sprockets are money. Those things are but promises of a money-like item, which may or may not actually arrive, and may or may not actually be worth anything when the time comes.

And between now and whenever you shuffle off this mortal coil, anything valuated in fiatbux is inflation's bitch, 24/7/365, forever.

What we call a "millionaire" today? That was the guy with only $11,000 in his pocket in 1930.

Canned food, bullets, fish hooks, super models, or even bags of bullshit (used as fertilizer) are commodities. They may be of incalculable worth, when fresh.

But exactly like readily inflatable fiatbux, all those things degrade over time, and their value declines. No one wants $100 worth of canned goods from 1935 now. Let alone $100 worth of Farah Fawcett or Betty White. Commodities of all types have a shelf life.

But an ounce of gold or silver from Caesar's time, or Hammurabi's, is the exact same thing as an ounce of gold or silver today.

You can invest in stocks, and get something that may hold value for awhile. Or it may not.

Ask the shareholders in Pontiac, Sears, or Pan Am about that.

The DJIA dumps stocks that tank, and grabs those that succeed, in order to preserve the illusion that stocks go up, individually, or on average. They do no such thing. The DJIA picks the winners after they win, and dumps them when they lose.

This is like playing roulette with a house that places its bets and gives its odds after the roulette ball drops. Good luck bucking that game over time. If you want to get rich in Vegas, or on Wall Street, it's easy: open a casino, and wait for the suckers to lay down their bets.

Neither the skyscrapers on Manhattan, nor the luxe hotels on The Vegas Strip, were financed with the profits paid out to other people who beat the game. They were financed with the dough left behind from suckers' pockets.

So spare me the ROI your broker (paid out of your pocket) assures you you're making on your 401K, or anyotherdamnedfoolthing. At best, over the long-term, you might keep near pace with inflation, unless you're incredibly lucky, and then GTFO with your winnings. Just like at the casino gaming tables. But unless you buy the winning Powerball ticket every week, you aren't investing well enough to beat the inflation of time until you retire if you keep playing the game. All elevators, even the stock market, go both ways, up and down; they do not go up endlessly, all the way to heaven, nor are they likely to go up 918% from your teens until you apply for retirement. But inflation already has.

Cash, while it remains of some worth, is always nice to have. But it won't be so in endless perpetuity. And it's only worth anything until it's not.

Have a cash float, yes. But understand that like anything else, it has a shelf life. And make your long-term plans accordingly.

You don't live in Weimar, nor Zimbabwe. 


But looking at the trendline on the graph I posted should give you some bone-chilling face-slaps of reality, if you haven't been paying attention until now.

UPDATE: Peter at BRM seems to think I nailed this. 
But the sting of butthurt in the comments from "investors" is scorching.

UPDATED UPDATE: It ain't just me telling you the truth. You can lead a fool to wisdom, but you can't make him think.

Tuesday, January 25, 2022

Monday, January 24, 2022

Say, About Your 401K...


Jump, You Fuckers

Live by the government-sanctioned Ponzi scheme, die by the government-sanctioned Ponzi scheme.

In related news, three youngster co-workers who were fully (3x) vaxxed and boosted and caught COVID anyways this month, some for the second time, were discussing scheduling their next vaxx jab (#4!?!) on a day when they'd have a day or two off afterwards to deal with the debilitating side effects.

Can't help people too stupid to catch on after grabbing a hot stove bare-handed three times, can ya?

I'm hoping in a few years when I'm still plugging along, I don't end up treating them for pericarditis and congestive heart failure, in their mid-to-late 30s.

Sunday, January 23, 2022

Too Soon?


Sunday Music: You Don't Mess Around With Jim


Before his career was tragically cut far too short by gravity, Jim Croce was the absolute master of the story-song in the early '70s. With a face made for radio and a voice for the ages, here's one of his best three-act three-minute masterpieces.

Saturday, January 22, 2022

No Mercy


TPTB are losing any control of the narrative. You can smell the fear.

Friday, January 21, 2022

Grand Slam

 h/t Eat Gruel Dog

"It's like deja vu all over again."

Thursday, January 20, 2022

Non Compos Mentis

FFS, Can Someone Please Throw A Net Over This Dodderingly Crippled Man?

If this is new, he's having a stroke on live TV.
If it's not new, he needs seatbelts on his chair,
and to be put in the nearest Alzheimer's clinic immediately.
He's entirely lost his mind, and he didn't start
with much to begin with.

It's time to admit what was obvious in 2019: He's so blisteringly mentally incompetent, even the Enemedia entirely on his side cannot cover it up anymore:

If he was put on a mental health hold, he couldn't pass a basic exam to determine competency to self-function, and he'd be placed on a mandatory conservatorship.

Stevie Wonder can see Biden's fulminant and raging senility, even from space. At night.

If the entire Cabinet was replaced with kids with Down's Syndrome, besides the immediate improvement in government functioning, they'd put a blanket over Gropey Dopey, and usher him to a waiting wheelchair for a one-way ride to Pudding Pop Acres. For the rest of his life.

This is the same witless senile fool who explained that with an electric car, you could drive from coast to coast on a single tank of gas(!). Automotive engineers are speechless.

This is brutally painful to see, and simultaneously frightening, especially if you ponder the phrases "international relations"

 and "nuclear launch codes".

News We'd Like To See Dept.


And as to the furious finger-pointing and CYA I told you about over this?

Oopsie. (h/t  Tam)

Turns out Union Pacific bears most all of the blame for the current state of things after all.

Entirely suicide: totally self-inflicted.

Just like I told ya, and confirmed in Comments.

Aesop 7, Union Pacific 0.

First Anniversary Of The Coup Reminder:

 Welcome to Year Two of the Republic of Chiquitastan!

The horns of that dilemma have them guzzling so much Maalox at the DNC, they're even looking wistfully at trotting Shrillary out for another attempt to stumble her way to the White House next time out. They figure if people swallowed the Biden election fraud, there's no practical limit to what they can get away with.

Don't get complacent; things can always get worse.

iViva Chiquitastan!

Wednesday, January 19, 2022

We're Getting Screwed Over On This Deal

One's a plague on humanity, responsible for uncountable numbers of deaths, untold suffering, and the destruction of entire nations...

...and the other one's a pretty mild coronavirus.

Let's not be so hasty here.

Agitate. Always Agitate.


Breaking: (Formerly Great) Britistan Finally Throws In The Towel On COVIDiocy

 h/t Gateway Pundit

Shocking: "Trust the judgement of The People". What a concept.

"Trust the science" finally trips over Common Sense.

Here's hoping it becomes a trend.

No word yet on when the Anglosphere populations of Oz and Kiwistan will begin stringing up their overlords, but it can't be far off now. You can hear the sphincters tightening in every Western capitol about now, and Depends for government vaxxholes are about to become haute couture. Pray this trickle of common sense becomes a flood.

UPDATE: Starbucks throws in towel as well:

Last week the U.S. Supreme Court struck down Biden’s authoritarian mandate that companies with over 200 employees be vaccinated or submit to regular testing.

General Electric was first to publicly announce that they would no longer require their employees to accept the COVID jab. Now, an unlikely company with over 220,000 employees is following suit.

According to Reuters – Starbucks Corp suspended the COVID-19 vaccine-or-test requirement for U.S. employees that had been mandated by the government, according to a memo sent to workers on Tuesday, following an adverse U.S. Supreme Court ruling.


Tuesday, January 18, 2022

Point Of Order, Slick

 h/t I Hate The Media

This is no way to run a railroad, and that isn't because
of one county's district attorney.

The RR corporate @$$clowns at Union Pacific Railroad, having gotten spanked publicly in the media for the rampant daily train burglaries revealed over the last week, is desperately casting about for a scapegoat:

(CORPORATE BULLSH*T) Adrian Guerrero, the director of public affairs for Union Pacific, wrote a letter to Los Angeles County District Attorney George Gascon blaming the prosecutor’s far-left policies for the mass looting that takes place every day on the tracks.

  • “Since December 2020, UP has experienced an over 160% increase in criminal rail theft in Los Angeles County. In several months during that period, the increase from the previous year surpassed 200%. In October 2021 alone, the increase was 356% over compared to October 2020. Not only do these dramatic increases represent retail product thefts – they include increased assaults and armed robberies of UP employees performing their duties moving trains.”
  • Over the last three months, “over 90 containers [are] compromised per day.”
  • “This increased criminal activity over the past twelve months accounts for approximately $5 million in claims, losses and damages to UP. And that value does not include respective losses to our impacted customers.”

The executive cast blame on the city’s far-left woke politics, charging responsibility for the crimes on Los Angeles’ refusal to convict, or even charge the criminals whom he says brag about their activities to police upon being arrested.

“Criminals are caught and arrested, turned over to local authorities for booking, arraigned before the local courts, charges are reduced to a misdemeanor or petty offense, and the criminal is released after paying a nominal fine,” Guerrero wrote.

“These individuals are generally caught and released back onto the streets in less than twenty-four hours,” he continued. “Even with all the arrests made, the no-cash bail policy and extended timeframe for suspects to appear in court is causing re-victimization to UP by these same criminals. In fact, criminals boast to our officers that charges will be pied down to simple trespassing — which bears no serious consequence. Without any judicial deterrence or consequence, it is no surprise that over the past year UP has witnessed the significant increase in criminal rail theft described above.”

“While we understand the well-intended social justice goals of the policy, we need our justice system to support our partnership efforts with local law enforcement, hold these criminals accountable, and most important, help protect our employees and the critical local and national rail network,” Guerrero added.

The Union Pacific executive said the issue has reached crisis levels, and that the company is now considering terminating its operations in the region entirely, noting that it is evaluating “serious changes to our operating plans to avoid Los Angeles County.”

Natzsofast, Guido. How do we know you're just conducting a belated CYA mission?

Because you just admitted that this has been going on for three months, and if you coulda pinned this all on LA County, you'd have released the video of the Junkyard Of Stolen Packages yourself, weeks ago, to pull the D.A.'s pants down yourselves, and pro-actively take the heat off yourselves.

You didn't do that, because you're full of shit.

And your train engineers and brakemen ride over those tracks multiple times a day, so it's not like nobody told you there's a problem before five minutes ago, is it, Bullshit Artist Spokeshole?

Oh, and Point Of Order:

The trains, the tracks, the cargo, and the right-of-way they travel on is Union Pacific's job to police, which is why railroad police with interstate powers have been a thing in America since just about 5 minutes after the first train robbery in 1866, which is why your own UPRR company website explains that UP railroad special agents have primary enforcement jurisdiction over 32,000 miles of track in 23 states, and were the first federally authorized police with interstate powers after the U.S. Marshals, and long predating the FBI.

90 cars/day is one every 15 minutes, 24/7. For three months! If they were going into someone's house every 15 minutes, at a certain point, it's a homeowner diligence problem, not a prosecution problem, i'n'it? Spare us all the PR assgas and bullsh*t.

So let's stop pretending the problem is all the fault of L.A.'s abysmally stupid catch-and-release policies, retarded as they are. These jackholes have been looting your cars blind for months without a peep out of your corporate pieholes, and until private citizen-shot videos shone a light on your lackadaisical enforcement of security for the cargoes you've been mishandling, nobody even knew there was a problem, including you and your bunch of Keystone Kops.

As for shutting off service to the L.A. area, which would have a wee impact on the still backed-up cargo fiasco in the ports of San Pedro and Long Beach harbors, which handle 40% or more of all port traffic in the United States between them, let's just suppose that before your mouth makes promises your ass can't cash, you think over long and hard how much you'd like to have your little enterprise conscripted into the U.S. Army, which would place every Swinging Richard in your lash-up, including PR flack @$$-For-Brains here, completely subject to the jurisdiction and auspices of the Uniform Code Of Military Justice, under the command of the US Army Chief of Staff and all military officers designated, and not to put too fine a point on it, but with your entire railroad, top to bottom, compensated at military scales of pay, and dining sumptuously on MREs daily, for the duration of the emergency. Ask your train engineers how much they'd enjoy working for about $16/hr, which is the per-hour base rate of pay of a sergeant in the Army. And with the added chance of going to federal prison for so much as lipping off about the whole deal, for anyone from janitors to the CEO.

So STFU about "not serving the Los Angeles area", stop trying to palm off the massive enforcement incompetence of your railroad bulls solely onto the L.A. D.A., and maybe start putting armed guards with shotguns in the affected areas, and start apprehending trespassers and burglars with 00 buckshot and Doberman Pinschers, instead of throwing a sternly-worded press release at the problem, to paper over a bunch of railroad fatcats with their asses hanging out in the breeze, and about to have their theft insurance premiums go up 1000%/month, if not cancelled outright.

Because if you get federalized, the one good thing to come out of it would be the chance for Army troops to start policing the railroad yards like it was Fallujah during the Surge, and running anything left alive through federal courts, instead of the local county circus, which is probably the greatest blessing that could befall both the area, and your bunch of executive fuckwits.

You worthless corporate wankers could fuck up a crowbar in a sandpile, and you sure as hell can't run a railroad. Stop pissing your pants while making excuses, and start taking care of business, like you're paid to do.

When You're Stupider Than A Bag Of Bidens...


When you report, breathlessly and cluelessly, that the Army is conducting Robin Sage, simulating a notional conflict between the troops of an oppressive government and "freedom fighters", like that hasn't happened multiple times every year since the 1950s, FFS.

And then, someone who should know better repeats it, jumping on their own junk with both feet and golf cleats, and trying to paint it - exactly 180° out from reality - as an exercise in the Army training to hunt down freedom fighters, rather than training SF on how to overthrow tyrannical socialist regimes, by working with the homegrown insurgents, which has been a core mission of SF since ever.

For the fucktards out there who don't get out much:

 Robin Sage (the official exercise name since 1974), is Phase V of Special Forces Assessment and Selection training, which even Wikipedia has heard of. The exercise, per se, has been conducted since 1952, when Army Special Forces were newly born, a paltry seventy years (that would be back when Betty White was pushing 30, and still something close to "hot", m'kay?). Per comments elsewhere, this would be the 338th such exercise. IOW, it happens almost as frequently as Nancy Pelosi being drunk and stupid on national television.

The fact that Army Special Forces are once again training a new batch of earnest would-be insurgency instructors to overthrow tyrannical governments does not presage that the entire U.S. Army is going to low-crawl up your driveway and butt-rape you. So stop eating the paste, running with scissors, and re-posting every jackassical thing some shit-for-brains know-nothing moron puts up on the internet as if it was hot off the news teletype.

It shouldn't need to be said, but apparently still does, that anyone too fucktarded to have some inkling of that without being told with a 2x4 applied to the head isn't tall enough to be talking about it on the Internet without adult supervision.

Just saying.

Sh*t Il Douché Sez


Sunday, January 16, 2022

Of Course


After looking in vain on the 'net for an actual Wrist Rocket, just like the ones me and Baby Brother had back in the day, after searching high and low for months and years, I finally snagged one on eBay when everything else failed me.

And it's in great shape, and could've been the one that sat on my dresser for years growing up, before someone threw it out when I left for college (mumble grumble).

{And, True Fact, Mom played the dreaded "You'll shoot your eye out!" card for years to deny us anything like a ferocious Daisy Red Ryder, but didn't bat an eye at purchasing us both Wrist Rockets, which diligent use proved the pair of us ten times the neighborhood petty terrorists of which she had no clue*, but which she was certain were far less dangerous because "every kid" in her Depression-era neighborhood had possessed an inner-tube powered slingshot in Mayberry when she was a child.}

This is the model than which no other lesser model will suffice, because all the other lame-ass attempts since the Wham-O classic, from the same people who brought America the Frisbee and the Hula-hoop, have been naught but 24K shite and half-assery crapola non pareil. (I'm looking at all you second-rate imitators who screwed that pooch, over and over again.)

So "Yay for me!", I finally got my hands on the genuine article.

And now, I find this:


My vintage model cost me less than that, but I'ma buy 4-10 of the new ones, because

1) nobody else for decades had the balls to do it right;

2) nothing works as well as the original type, which it seems these folks followed to the letter, and besides being fun, it's actually one of the most practical survival items you could tote;

3) if I don't buy ridiculous numbers of them now, the sonsofbitches will go belly up before I do, and it'll be another 50 years before there's another correct one, and I ain't gonna live to be that old.

4) Free shipping for 4 or more.

*(The statute of limitations having expired, the details of which will be blogfodder in days to come. Watch this space.)

Sunday Music: Pick Up The Pieces


1974 jazz funk number one single, a classic example of blue eyed soul from a bunch of Scotsmen who aptly named themselves the Average White Band.

Friday, January 14, 2022

1000 Words

 By popular acclaim, the best picture on Daily Timewaster's blog all week. And that's saying something.

Forget a VISA card. This pic is everywhere you want to be.

Walk Tall, ROTUS


Seismographs At Monticello Go Berserk


No word yet on whether Jefferson is spinning clockwise,
or counterclockwise, in his grave.

It's always invigorating when the Supreme Court edits the Declaration of Independence, and partially repeals the Thirteenth Amendment to the Constitution, all before a buffet lunch on a Thursday, because they think they can.

Oh, and fuck every last one of them, especially Roberts and Kavanaugh, sideways, with a dull rusty chainsaw. While it's running.

Thus beclowned and completely self-delegitimized, they no longer hold any validity as a legal institution, except perhaps at Clown College, at least this side of purging them with a flamethrower and claymore mines. Neither of which I possess; more's the pity.

Thursday, January 13, 2022

Yaassuh, Massuh Roberts, We All Be Good Niggers Now


In a move of breathtaking ignorance, far too common for the perpetual shitheads at SCOTUS, the Nazgul ruled today that health care workers are not persons. Joining the ranks of unborn babies in 1973, Japanese-American nisei in 1942, and black persons before the 13th Amendment was ratified in 1865, anyone working for any health care entity in the country, whether doctor, nurse, tech, secretary, or even janitorial staff, are the new Official U.S. Niggers, in a decision unappealable to any court left to them, except by voting at the cartridge box.

Good luck with that plan.

They are also not "workers', unlike the 80M persons whose status as guinea pigs for Big Pharma SCOTUS struck down, with no sense of irony at the decision. This makes all of healthcare the new vaxx-expendable guinea pigs for Big Pharma in perpetuity, by the fiat decree of the world's foremost non-medical experts.

So if you like your pandemic, you can keep your pandemic.

Just with 25-40% fewer doctors and nurses.

If you thought there was a shortage of healthcare workers before, strap on your suspenders; the trickle out the door is going to become a flood.

And this, as I test twice weekly, and have been and remain COVID-free, as I have for the entirety of the Pandemic Shit Mardi Gras, while just this month, half my vaxxed and boostered coworkers in the ED all came down with the Kung Flu. (Color me shocked.) And are already back at work, a mere five days later (because somehow COVID magically passes out of health care workers 300% faster than it does for actual legal human beings.)

I hope the eventual nooses around their necks will finally clue the clueless on SCOTUS to reality, because they've got it coming to them. And we wish them our best when they find themselves pleading their case before Satan himself, because that's where they're headed, at warp speed.

I don't recall signing away my Constitutional rights or personhood simply by passing my licensure boards. God may have mercy on anyone trying to vaxx me, but I certainly won't.

Jihad, motherfuckers. Jihad.

"...and you better start with me, because I will raise an army, and *I* will beat you..."

You're about to get a lesson in liberty from the American people that will last you the rest of your lives.

Anybody wondering what fresh hells 2022 would bring, just got all their questions answered.

Rage Level: Thermonuclear. Unable to be measured with existing instrumentation.

Wednesday, January 12, 2022

FLASH Traffic: Vaxxapalooza Isn't Over, It's Just Beginning

 h/t WRSA

An addendum to a WRSA  article posted late today links to a blurb from Alex Berenson stating,  

"It's over, people."

It was made in reference to the excerpt of a line from a World Health Organization COVID-19 statement.

The excerpted section is as follows:

"a vaccination strategy based on repeated booster doses of the original vaccine composition is unlikely to be appropriate or sustainable."

Sounds great when you only read that little part, right?

Berenson is under the misimpression that WHO is throwing in the towel on vaxxing the world to freedom.

Natzsofast, Guido.

As I heard time and time again from a Baptist preacher and theologian who was a Navy chaplain on the beach at Iwo Jima on the first day of that battle, "Text without a context is a pretext." Meaning exactly what Shakespeare said in The Merchant Of Venice: "The devil can cite scripture for his purpose."

I bring this up, because Berenson was so fixated on what he wanted  to hear, he missed what WHO actually said. Here is the entire paragraph from that excerpt (¶7):

"With near- and medium-term supply of the available vaccines, the need for equity in access to vaccines across countries to achieve global public health goals, programmatic considerations including vaccine demand, and evolution of the virus, a vaccination strategy based on repeated booster doses of the original vaccine composition is unlikely to be appropriate or sustainable."


IOW, the only reason they don't want to keep using the same vaxx again and again and again, endlessly, is because 

a) it manifestly doesn't work (especially for variants 1 through XX, thus far)

b) there isn't enough of it to go around, worldwide

c) first world countries are hogging the supplies, because they can afford to buy it

d) TPTB at WHO are eagerly awaiting a plethora of new Frankenvaxxes any minute!

Don't take my word for it; read it for yourself:

"The TAG-CO-VAC considers that COVID-19 vaccines that have high impact on prevention of infection and transmission, in addition to the prevention of severe disease and death, are needed and should be developed. Until such vaccines are available, as as the SARS-CoV-2 virus evolves, the composition of current COVID-19 vaccines may need to be updated, to ensure that COVID-19 vaccines continue to provide WHO-recommended levels of protection against infection and disease [4] by VOCs, including Omicron and future variants.


The TAG-CO-VAC will consider a change in vaccine composition:

to ensure that vaccines continue to meet the criteria established in WHO's Target Product Profile for COVID-19 vaccines, including protection against severe disease

 to improve vaccine-induced protection.


To that aim, COVID-19 vaccines need to:

be based on strains that are genetically and antigenically close to the circulating SARS-CoV-2 variant(s);

in addition to protection against severe disease and death, be more effective in protection against infection thus lowering community transmission and the need for stringent and broad-reaching public health and social measures;

elicit immune responses that are broad, strong, and long-lasting in order to reduce the need for successive booster doses.


In line with this approach, there are many options to consider:

a monovalent vaccine that elicits an immune response against the predominant circulating variant(s), although this option faces the challenge of the rapid emergence of SARS-CoV-2 variants and the time needed to develop a modified or new vaccine;

a multivalent vaccine containing antigens from different SARS-CoV-2 VOCs; 

a pan SARS-CoV-2 vaccine: a more sustainable long-term option that would effectively be variant-proof."


And while they're up, I'd also like a pony, the winning Powerball ticket, and the home phone number of the Playmate Of The Year, since we're pulling wishes out of our underpants.

And until the COVID Tooth Fairy and Big Pharma deliver those magical unicorn vaxxes pooping strawberry-scented wonderfulness on all mankind, and peace rules the planets?

"You're all my bitchez, bitchez!" - WHO, CDC, and TPTB

Read. The. WHOLE. Thing.  It's a one-page five-minute read, and it lays out the whole long-term plan from WHO, at this point.

What they did admit there, left-handedly, is that the current crop of poisons does none of those things, while they're simultaneously openly salivating at the prospect of many, many more vaxxes, which they hope might actually be worthy of the name "vaccine".

Whether they'll have the same witch's brew of lethal and/or permanently debilitating side effects (death, heart attacks, strokes, blindness, paralysis, etc.) as the current DNA germ warfare versions isn't even part of their concern or discussion set. Be afraid. Be very afraid. They think what they've done so far has "worked", and they want to do it again, "MOAR! BIGGER! HARDER!"

That's a far cry from "It's over, people." Where we are on this is here:

They have not yet BEGUN to vaxx.

This is why it's both dangerous, and bordering on foolishly stupid, to ignore the full context of the discussion (especially when they print it in English right in front of your face), and that before you declare victory, to be sure to tell the enemy. He always gets a vote.

Our common enemies have spoken, and the worldwide Vaxxapalooza is no such "over". Sorry if that's news to anyone. 

What you've seen to date was just the first inning. And it's going to be a loooooong ballgame.

The Derp Isn't All That Burns

Spermjack Block: Activated


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Keyboard Class II Beverage Alert: Swallow all beverages before opening.

I never listening to anything rap besides Blondie, once, but Drake is my new hero.

Vaxxholes, And The Rise Of The Resistance.


So, it turns out the reason the ED was short-staffed the last two weeks, is that something over 50% of the ED staff, and including several of the docs - the ones who were "fully vaxxed" and boostered - all got Kung Flu. (We don't test for variants as such - and neither does anyone else, BTW, in case you wondered about that b.s. - so no one has any wild idea what strain got them).

Unvaxxed me: still negative for two solid years, and still forced to test twice a week at work.

Anonymous Idiots in the crowd: Keep telling me masks and handwashing don't work.

Similar stories in the rest of the hospital.

So now, HR and Infection Control have told them to return to work after just five days. (Because Kung Flu magically dissipates in health care workers after a few days, apparently.)

They're worried they're still contagious. I'm worried they are too.

The one bright light: After three bites at the apple, many of them have said "Fuck another booster. Fire me, or fuck off, but I'm not getting any more of those worthless jabs!"

So they're not jet-fueled geniuses, but they are teachable.

From such acorns, might oaks of resistance grow.

Monday, January 10, 2022

Deja Vu

bootlegged from daily timewaster's raw material

Sunday, January 9, 2022

WA State Prepares To Openly Go Full Auschwitz

 h/t Gateway Pundit


This is extraordinary, but not unbelievable at all.

Any state, and any government anywhere who does this, has forfeited any claim to protection of law, and deserves to be expunged from the face of the earth by any means necessary.

Any quisling who joins any such "strike force" should be killed, violently, in the most gruesome ways and means available, for cause. Beheading, heads on pikes, and defenestration, for openers. They are not Americans, and will have chosen to act outside any protection of the Constitution of the United States, and in direct opposition to it. On their heads be it.

Note that they're not talking about quarantining infected persons, spreading COVID like Typhoid Mary; they're openly talking about rounding up the merely unvaxxed for the non-crime of not taking the experimental gene therapy vaxx, and that continued refusal is grounds for extending that detention, while knuckling under and taking the Vaxx Jab at literal gunpoint is the only way to get out of COVID konzentrationslager.

They're not even being shy about such a breathtaking openly Nazi policy.

The m*****f*****s proposing and pushing for this sort of fascism should be shot in the face, on general principle, and the corpses tried afterwards for treason, convicted, drawn, quartered, and burned in the public square, pour encourager les autres.

If this isn't the last straw, passing and implementing any such bill should be. Anyone who's been looking for a Fort Sumter moment, the cannons are lining up on the shore with this, and the powder and shot for the opening volley are being rammed home.

If the Leftard vaxxholes really want a war of extermination to the last man, woman, and child, let it begin here. It seems they'll be contented with nothing less.

This isn't 1942, and unlike Nisei Japanese Americans then, we won't be getting on the boxcars obediently this time.

Sporky Time is coming like an express train.